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My name is, or rather was, Matt Shaw. I'm twenty-three and have worked
for Bob's Landscaping for two years. It was hard work, with long hours
of lifting, digging, and hauling. The pay was halfway decent, and it
was the best a guy like me could do. I was managing in life, still
living at home with my Mom and Pop, and socking away as much money as I
could save. All and all, things were okay.
One day, Bob and I were working down at the Randolf Med-center, one of
those complexes with several doctors sharing office space. We were just
getting in for a days work on the grounds, and had headed into the main
lobby so that Bob could settle up with the lead Doc for the monthly
bill.
Apparently, they were having some kind of meeting, as a bunch of
Doctors, Nurses, and office workers had gathered in the lobby. As Bob
and I walked in, the main door snapped shut behind us. Turning at the
noise, we saw two figures in green robes flanking the door after they
had closed it. Bob recognized them, and the other green robed figures
that emerged from around the room right away. "Christ... Hapy Priests!"
Like everyone else, I had heard the horror stories throughout my life.
The Order of Hapy worshiped some ancient Egyptian god, and everyone
gave them a lot of leeway. They had powers far beyond those of the
mortal coil, and no one, I mean no one messed with or interfered with
them. They popped up on rarely, performing bizarre rituals with bizarre
effects. No one dared oppose them, and official government policy was
to allow them to do as they willed, for the good of the general
populace. Years ago, some people in a small town had put up a fight.
The entire population of that town had been turned into stone as
punishment. If the priests showed up, you did what they told you.
"You two, sit with the rest." One of the robed figures ordered. Looking
at Bob, I found only a look that practically begged me to do as they
commanded. We walked over to the group of people, seeing looks of
terror painted on all their faces. Women hugged each other, and men
trembled. We had all heard of The Orders Rituals, now we were going to
take part in one.
The robed priests gathered in a group and conferred amongst themselves.
None of us dared speak, only exchanging frightened glances. After their
brief conference, the priests parted and approached our group. "Good
people, you have been chosen as a pool for a special rite we have
chosen to enact!" Some of the women began to cry quietly. "We will now
observe you all, and choose those who are to partake of this rite. All
hail Hapy."
Two of the priests approached us all, walking slowly before us as they
looked us all over. What they were looking for I had no idea, but I
felt a chill at their gaze. They stopped in front of one of the office
workers. A very pretty lady who appeared to be in her early thirties.
She had shoulder length brown hair, green eyes, and a round lovely
face. She wore a light brown sweater that fell low on her shoulders, it
did wonders for her fantastic breasts. She wore a brown plaid skirt
that fell about mid-thigh, under which she wore dark brown tights that
matched her sweater. On her feet she wore knee length brown boots, with
four inch heels and side zips. In any other circumstance, I would have
thought her quite hot.
"You will partake." One of the priests stated, as he grabbed her arm
and pulled her from the crowd. The other women she was standing with
made a little commotion, obviously upset, but didn't make a move to
stop them.
"Please, I don't..." the woman managed to say before being cut off.
"YOU WILL PARTAKE!" The priest bellowed, silencing any protest. Two
other priests brought out a strange wooden table, which stood only two
feet off the ground. Gesturing towards it, the woman trembled as she
stood up onto it, one booted foot after the other. She began to weep
quietly.
The two priests began to take in the crowd once more, looking us all
over. Finally, they stopped before Bob and I. My stomach danced as we
waited. One reached out and grabbed my arm in an iron grip. "You will
partake boy." He stated.
Bob stepped forward reflexively, "He's just a kid...you don't..." One
of the priests gestured, sending Bob sprawling backwards as if struck.
"HE WILL PARTAKE!" the priest insisted. Resigning myself, I followed
the priest's orders.
Shaking a bit, I walked as the priest pulled me up to the lady they had
chosen earlier, still standing up on their odd wooden table. Walking me
behind her, they had me stand up behind her. "You shall both stand
motionless until the rite is performed." One of the priests commanded.
The woman glanced back at me, our locked eyes mirroring fear and
apprehension. She was very pretty, as I had thought, and stood about an
inch taller than my own five foot six inch height, though she was in
those tall boots. Standing so close, I could smell her lovely perfume.
The priests gathered in a circle around us, still standing on the
table. Raising their hands they began to chant. "HAPY, TWO PARTS
JOINED, WE HONOR YOU, MAKE THESE TWO OF YOUR NATURE. JOIN, JOIN, JOIN,
JOIN, JOIN, JOIN!!!!"
They chanted over and over. As they did, I began to grow very dizzy,
stumbling up there on the table. As I took a step forward, I
inadvertently pushed into the woman standing in front of me. Dizzy and
out of sorts, I felt an odd warmth as my hands came into contact with
her shoulders. To my surprise, I couldn't stop my forward motion by
pushing off against her, finding my hands merging with her. As I
continued forward, my chest pushed right into her back. A strange
electric warmth washed over me. I could feel my crotch merge right into
her lovely plaid little ass. As the priests continued chanting, and my
disorientation continued, I felt my body melt into the woman standing
in front of me.
For what seemed like an eternity, I felt only the electric warmth,
losing all sense of myself. As I began to regain my wits, I stumbled
and held my forehead in my hands. Slowly regaining my composure I
became aware of an utter wrongness. Everything felt different. My whole
perspective had shifted. Pulling my hands away, I found the slender
feminine hands with red painted nails of the woman who had until a
moment ago stood before me. Her hands were now my own! Looking down, I
could see her enormous (from my perspective!) breasts seemingly
struggling to emerge from the brown sweater. Stumbling in the boots I
now wore, I looked down at her legs, still clad in brown tights. I
could feel every sensation she should have been, I felt her clothes on
my skin, I felt the odd angle of her feet in the heeled boots, I felt
the hem of the skirt on my thighs, I felt her brown hair brushing my
neck. I had somehow merged with her. All I could do was stand their,
shaking as I tried to understand what had become of me.
Looking down at the group of people, I could see looks of shock, awe,
and horror on their faces. "The Rite has been performed, ALL HAIL
HAPY!!!!!" With that, the green robed priests filed out of the lobby,
leaving us all as we were. I stood there as they left, bewildered,
slowly touching my thighs through the material of the skirt. Where once
I had felt the familiar sensation of my manhood, I now felt an utterly
wrong void. I stepped down off of the table, even as some of the crowd
of people began to cautiously approach me.
"K-kid?" Bob managed to ask. "What the hell did they do to you?!?!" He
looked almost as confused as I did.
A chunky middle-aged woman approached and asked me "Samantha? Are you
still in there?" I met her gaze with confusion; I could only assume
Samantha was the woman I had been fused with. Looking behind me at the
table, I could see no indication of my own body, it had simply
disappeared.
"W-what did they do to us?" I managed to whisper, even as I looked over
the new feminine body I now found myself with. "Did they turn me into
her?"
"It's worse than that kid." Bob answered.
The chunky woman pulled a compact from her purse, holding a mirror
before my face. To my shock, I found my own male face was still there,
surrounded by the pretty woman's brown hair. My chin and surrounding
face softened, then gave way to my youthful male features. I still had
my face. "They put me in her?" I whispered again.
An older woman walked closer, sadness etched on her face. "That's what
the Hapies do, they take a man and woman and make them into one, just
like their god. Samantha and that kid are one person now." she said,
shaking her head sadly.
I became aware of something else, other than the odd physical
sensations of being a lovely woman. I suddenly had access to memories
of someone named Samantha Smith. I new everything about her, and her
life. Not firsthand mind you, more like I had seen it in a movie or
read it in a book. "Samantha Smith." I said.
One of the Doctors spoke next, loud enough for all to hear. "You know
what has happened people. Nothing can change what we have been forced
to bear witness too. We have to continue as before. Let's get back to
work." Slowly the bewildered crowd began to disperse, going back to
their routines. The Doctor walked over and spoke. "As is prescribed by
law, you are now to continue with the life of Samantha Smith, legally,
you are her. I'm sorry son." He patted me on the back as he walked on.
The chunky lady said, "W-well dear, I was Sammy's friend, I'll try to
walk you through things." smiling, she took my arm.
Bob looked at me sadly, "Good luck kid. If it's any consolation, you're
a looker!" With that Bob turned and headed out the door.
I was in shock. I couldn't conceive of what was going on. I had somehow
been merged with a woman, had become her. I had started the day as a
normal twenty-three year old man, and now was a pretty woman in her
thirties. I stammered as the chunky lady I now knew to be Eleanor led
me towards "my" office. I staggered in the stupid high heeled boots,
not entirely able to negotiate them. "What the hell am I going to do?"
I pleaded to no one in particular.
"Well, first off, we had better call Sammy's husband!" she announced.
My face growing white with terror, I lifted up my hand and looked at
the wedding ring on my finger. I began to scream.
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