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With thanks to Jayne Dell I'd like to thank Jayne for providing the inspiration for this story, having liaised with her to avoid any possible conflicts with current and future instalment, I am pleased to add this to the James Bond myth! Any comments, please feel free to email me at [email protected] or leave feedback for me. All characters, events and premises are the work of fiction, any resemblance to people, known or unknown is entirely accidental, (although if they do exist, please get in touch). All copyrights gratefully acknowledged. This work is a piece of fiction and remains the ownership of the author. This story contains material of a sexual nature. It has explicit descriptions of sex, bondage and non- consensual sex. If you are at all offended by this kind of story or are under age, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER! Any characters from the James Bond films are property of MGM, and a number of other original characters in this story are the property of Jayne Dell, the rest are the property of Tanya Grant. Please do not attempt to copy it or post it elsewhere, without the authors express written permission... all said now :) On with the story. James Bond, Lingerie is forever - A prequel Alicia stood there in the corridor, her hands were sweaty, her long black hair tickled the back of her neck, she could feel the blood rising in her face and the inevitable blushing taking place. Once again she checked herself out in the long mirror at the end of the hall. She looked okay, no better than she looked good. Her long raven black hair cascaded down her back, her short fringe accentuated her elven face, her make-up was well done with a slightly whorish look, blue eye-shadow, on her lids, mascara widening her eyes, her blusher, not needed with her own blush reddening her cheeks, her lips painted in a sultry plum. The rest of her was slightly more conservative; she wore a plain white blouse, unbuttoned to show off a small amount of cleavage... "Just why they put the buttons in places that allowed that happened was beyond her." she thought. Her white bra could be seen clearly through the material of her blouse, but it was all modest enough. Her short black skirt had ridden up her stocking clad legs, so she pulled at it to reduce the amount of leg on show and her black two inch heeled shoes, set off her feet nicely. "Just why am I putting myself through this." she thought again, for probably the 10th time that morning. "Because, you need the funding." she answered herself. The intercom sounded. "Come in Miss Teal." Alicia, swallowed and walked to the door at the end of the corridor. The Professor's secretary smiled at her, with a resigned look on her face, she knew what was coming. Taking up all her courage, she opened the door and walked in, her heels clicking on the wooden floor as she entered the room to stand in front of the Professors' desk. "Ahh my dear Miss Teal, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" The Professor asked, as if he didn't know. "Well Professor." Alicia started "As you know, my research funding has expired and I need more to allow me to continue my research and experimentation. I need you to approve funding so I can keep going." "Hmmm well as you know my dear, resources are tight, and to be quite honest, the University board cannot see the benefits of your research." The Professor said. "B...b...but." Alicia stammered. The Professor held up his hand forestalling my words. "I on the other hand, hold out the possibility that I can be PURSUADED... as you know I have a discretionary budget, which I can allocate to certain projects in which I see potential, for the right consideration, I might be willing to add your project to that list." "Consideration sir?" Alicia asked, "What sort of consideration did you have in mind?" Alicia knew he didn't mean monetary consideration, why should he, she couldn't see any monetary gain from her research, that's just what it was, a research project, leading to a paper, which will allow her to obtain her doctorate. "Well a pretty girl like you needs to be taken in hand, guided through life, shown a strong hand when necessary... I'd like to be your guide, and if you agree, well the funding can be yours." The Professor said all that without a single leer or lecherous look, but Alicia knew exactly what he meant. Once again the power of a man would rule over her, sure she would use him in return to get what she wanted, but it just continued to emphasise to her where the power in this world lay, it lay at the feet and sometimes the groin of MAN-kind, with the emphasis on man. Alicia, simply nodded and the professor stood up and came around the desk. He stood in front of her as she continued to sit on the stuffed swivel chair. He was a big man, not overweight, but not overly muscled, he towered over Alicia, his power overawed her, he reached down and cupped one of her breasts, squeezing the nipple hard. Alicia gasped in pain (and some pleasure), he squeezed it again and then took one of her hands and placed it on the growing bulge in his trousers. Alicia began to stroke him to hardness. He undid his trousers and let them slide to the floor, pulled his boxers down and released his manhood. He then put his hand at the back of Alicia's head and without any delay pushed her head onto his swelling cock. Alicia spat at the cock as she was forced to swallow its length, she needed top lubricate it otherwise it would tear her mouth. She then worked it around her mouth and with her tongue, tasting his maleness and pre-cum. He sawed in and out of her mouth for a few minutes then roughly grabber her by the shoulders, pulled his dick from her mouth and pushed her over the desk. He lifted her skirt, pulled aside her skimpy knickers and entered her wet pussy. With one thrust he filled her, stabbing his cock completely to his hilt, deep into her musky cavern, then he fucked her, grunting as he worked in and out. Alicia lay there as he finally worked himself up to the inevitable explosion. Her body betrayed her, as he came, her own orgasm racked through her body, bringing with a squeal of ecstasy. He pulled himself from her and straightened himself up. "If you want continued funding you will report here every Friday at 2.00pm for a full report... oh and wear something a bit sexier next time slut." With that she was dismissed. Alicia tried to straighten her clothing, she knew she had that "just fucked look" but that couldn't be helped. She took up her bags and left the office. At least she had her funding... the question now was, was she a scientist or a whore? Three months passed quickly, the Professor has got her to perform more and more degenerate acts, fucking her up the ass, making her suck his shit coated cock afterwards, pissing in her mouth and in her vagina, while he was fucking her, wearing ever more outrageous slut clothes to the Friday rendezvous. But she could do nothing about it while he held the purse strings. But she was close to breakthrough. She had theoreticised that the Verteron particles were unstable and that a body subjected to them would also become unstable. She believed that using a memory based system she could re-sequence a body that had been bathed in Verteron particles. For the last 2 weeks, working alone in her tiny lab she had been building her Verteron Disrupter Unit. It had taken all of her funds, and she had been living of nothing but baked beans for the last two weeks, but now it was almost complete and ready to test. Hurrying back from the latest sexual escape she longed to experiment with the almost completed machine. She could still feel the cum dribbling out her ass as she tripped along in her impossibly high heel boots. Usually she would have changed straight after the encounter, but today she was so eager to get back to work that she didn't care. Harvey was pissed off... why was he working tonight... it was his birthday, all his mates were out getting pissed, and here he was stuck in this dead end security job, watching virtually no-one come and go from a deserted lab. So what if he had a few drinks no one would know, no one would care. He started drinking at lunchtime; he'd already refilled his flask twice with vodka. Now everyone had gone, he'd given up the pretence of a flask and was swigging it straight from the bottle. He flicked through the porn mag on his knee, God... he was horny, even though pissed as a fart he still had a raging erection. Harvey nearly fell off his chair when he saw... A vision of sluttyness walk in through the lab doors. He thought all his Christmases had come at once and he nearly came right there. She was wearing a deep red spaghetti strapped top, that barely contained her double D breasts, the tiniest of black leather miniskirts and thigh high boots with what must have been 6" heels. Her long blonde hair was backcombed so it stood out in a halo around her head and her makeup just screamed "fuck me." Alicia tried to ignore him, just waving as she stamped through the doors, but he was insistent. "Excuse me Miss I have to check, your ID card please?" and he came round the desk. His huge bulk filled the entranceway, but even with his overhanging gut, Alicia immediately noticed his erection, that was straining at his trousers. "Oh crap," she thought, "why do men think with their dicks." "Look it's me Dr Teal." she said fishing in her bag for her ID card, which she had removed before her passion with the Professor. "Oh I know Dr Teal and you don't look like her young lady. Now if you'll come with me into this room we can sort this out." And with that he dragged Alicia into the security room at the side of reception. "Stop this." she shouted, but he ignored her, he then pressed her against the wall and kissed her roughly, "Are you my birthday present then." Harvey said, his sour alcohol soaked breath filling her nostrils. He pawed at her breast, come on then lets have it. Holding her around the waist, he pushed her against the wall, undid his trousers and pulled his erection out. Reaching under her skirt and around waist, he twisted her knickers in his hand and snapped them clean off. He pulled her legs apart, held her with one hand, pushing her face against the wall and then positioned his cock against her already cum filled hole. He then drove it deep into her pussy. She screamed, his hand came around her mouth, "Come on luv, this is what you came for, what you're paid for isn't." And he raped her... It wasn't nice, it wasn't sexy, it was ugly, painful and sordid. At least with the Professor there was a level of seduction, a level of mutuality. This was nothing like that; this was an expression of pure masculine strength and power. He overcame her weak feminine body and took it because he could. And when he finished, she felt dirty and soiled. "Go on... get out of here." He said, pushing her out the door. While he straightened himself up, Alicia stumbled to her lab. He didn't see her go out, he still hadn't realised just what he had done. He sauntered back to his desk, and resumed flicking through the magazine. Alicia stood in the darkness of her lab, her back against the cold steel door and cried. It seemed like she cried for hours, the blackness around her filled her heart, filled her with loathing and hatred, filled her with a need for revenge and an urgency to do it now. "I'll show them... I'll show them all..." something in her cracked... a piece of her that held the difference between sanity and insanity. Rage drove her on, her intellect flared. She knew now what she could do with her Verteron Disruptor; she hadn't seen its promise before, now she did. Calmness enveloped her, a detachment to her plight; she stripped of her clothes, washed herself in the basin in her lab, dressed again in her sensible outfit and began her work. It didn't take long; all she needed to complete the machine was in her lab. It was a prototype, but she was sure it would work. Within hours she was ready. She pointed the nozzle like aperture at her bench; she felt the power rather than saw anything happen apart from a slight shimmer. She bathed the bench for a short time, unsure at this point how much she needed to use. Then turning to her computer, she called up the image of a chair she had already prepared, pointed the nozzle again and pressed enter. The bench collapsed and then reformed, in a matter of seconds, what had once been a large wooden lab bench, was now a simple dining room chair. It had worked... but there was a new puzzle, what had happened to the redundant matter, the chair was significantly smaller than the bench, where was the rest of its mass. She needed to try a reverse sizing experiment. This time she bathed her pen in the Verteron beam, then selected a picture of a tennis racquet from her computer image bank, pressed enter and watched. Again the pen seemed to shrink at first but this time it then expanded and there on the desk was a brand new Tennis racquet, just like the one in her picture. It worked... my God it worked, both matter removal and transference and matter addition and transference. Thinking for a moment, Alicia considered the conundrum, where was the matter being stored, she hadn't devised a system for the Verteron particles to maintain storage. The VDU simply made the subject unstable, the image desired could then be "projected" onto the unstable body and it would be re-arranged to match the information received... "What happens if I try to make a living item from the device." she pondered. Pointing the beam at the destabilised chair, she selected a picture of a black domestic cat. The chair disappeared and in its place was a black cat, a dead black cat. "Okay." she thought... "So I can't give life to something that didn't have life before the transformation, but what about the other way." She walked from her lab and out into the complex. She knew somewhere in here, there were animal experiments going on, she disliked the thought, of such experiments but she had to know that this would work. Walking the darkened corridors, she remembered again what Harvey had done to her, she felt frightened and afraid that he would find her and subject to her that ordeal again. She vowed, if this experiment was successful, she would make him pay. After a few failures, she found what she was looking for, a lab with various animals in cages. All seemed healthy, so she selected a cage of white mice with about 4 specimens and carried them back to her lab. Back at the lab she isolated one of the mice, placed it in a small plastic container and bathed it in Verteron beams. The mouse screamed, its pitiful cries tore through Alicia, she shuddered. When she looked again, the mouse lay in the box, she hadn't sent an image yet to the Verteron Disrupter, but the mouse was definitely dead. Once again she transmitted the image of the black cat, the mouse and container shimmered and there on the bench was an identical black cat, also dead. She chose another mouse and altered the power of the Verteron beam. It was obviously set too high for living tissue. Again, the mouse died. She repeated the experiment with the third, this time it lived, but it didn't look too healthy and when she converted it to the cat, it barely had time to stand, before it too collapsed and then died. Putting the beam on almost its lowest setting, she applied it again to the remaining mouse, cage and all. The mouse lived, it screamed as all the others, but it lived. Then she sent the image. There sat on the bench was a beautiful black cat, it sat stock still for about 3 seconds, and then with a scream of fright it leapt from the bench and out of sight. Alicia mused..."So, bathing in the Verteron beam is painful, yet the transition seems to have no pain..." She found the cat, hiding under her desk, pulled it out and sent an image of a handbag, the cat struggling in her hands to escape became a perfect copy of the Guchi handbag on her screen. She put the bag down and sent another image, this time of a small wire haired terrier. Again the bag shimmered and their sat in its place was a terrier, it looked a little surprised and shocked, but otherwise unharmed. "And now revenge..." Alicia thought. She walked out of her lab to reception, sprawled across his desk, Harvey, the security guard was unconscious with drink. Luckily, he was still sat in his chair, which had castors. With a lot of effort she pulled him back into his chair and then wheeled him into her lab. She hurried back to his desk to find some strong packing tape and then proceeded to tape up his arms and legs and tape him securely to the chair. She thought about gagging him, but decided she would quite like to hear him scream. Then she pointed the Verteron Disruptor at him and changed his life forever. Harvey was wakened from his drunken stupor with a bolt of extreme pain. It spread to his whole body, he was wracked with it, unable to move, he writhed in agony and then it was gone. He was awake, groggy, still somewhat drunk, but partially sobered by the experience. "What... what happened." he looked down, he was taped to the chair, he couldn't move, even his usual strength couldn't get him out of this. He looked around and saw Alicia. "Dr Teal, why am I tied up... What did you just do to me?" "Well Harvey, after you had your fun with me earlier, I decided to have my fun with you now." "I don't know what you mean Dr, I haven't seen you tonight, I don't know what you're talking about." "That whore you raped earlier, wasn't someone off the street you bastard, that was me, and now I'm going to make you pay... so what shall it be, what shall we have you spend the rest of your life as... let see..." Alicia scrolled through the images on her computer, he had no idea what was coming and she loved the power that gave her. She felt invigorated by it. He was afraid of her now, she was in control. "Lets see... how about this..." She stabbed the button and there instead of Harvey and a chair, was now a potted cactus plant. She laughed, then she selected a new image and pressed the button again. The cactus now became a coffee table, she laughed again, almost manically this time. She selected another image; the coffee table became a small white mouse. The mouse sprinted away, but didn't go far, the terrier, leapt at it from under the desk and caught it in its jaws. Alicia was inclined to let the terrier just break the mouse's neck, but she wanted more fun... Reaching down she removed the struggling mouse from the terrier and placed it in a box and then put them on her desk. She watched it scuttle around inside the box for a short time as she considered a suitable fate. "Yes... that will be perfect..." she thought. "I think you need to know just what it feels like to be a weak and powerless woman, you need to know just what it feels like to be in the position you put me." Scrolling through images downloaded from the web, Alicia, found the one she wanted, she pointed the Verteron Disruptor at the small mouse and pressed enter. There was the familiar shimmer in the area and then lying down across the desk, the remains of the box squashed beneath the body was a young woman, a very petite woman, probably in her early 20's no more than 4'10" tall. She had long black hair that flowed down her back, Asian features, marked her pretty face, with immaculate make-up, her pert breasts stood up proud against the flimsy material of the white bra, her flat stomach was extenuated by her tiny waist and her hips flared out from a cute ass, covered in a delicate satin thong. Her shapely legs were encased in tan stockings held by a white suspender belt and on her feet were white high stiletto heeled sandals, her painted toenails visible to on-lookers. "What happened...?" the former hunky security guard asked... the voice came out in very feminine pitch, with an Asian lilt, sounding almost Japanese. He clutched his throat, looking surprised at the sound he was making, then he looked down and screamed... He passed out, the shock was too much for his brain to register. When he eventually came too he found himself face down on his stomach on top of the desk, his hands and feet were taped to the desk legs, leaving him straddled across the desk. A cushion had been pushed under his chin raising his mouth and he found his mouth was wedged open. Something was in his mouth forcing it into an "O" shape. "Whhhhaaaaggghhhh hpppppnenennnnnddddd, whhhassss gooooinnnnnnggggg oohhhnnnn..." he gurgled, saliva dribbling out of the corner of his mouth as he tried to speak. "I suppose you are trying to say what happened?" Alicia said to her feminised captive. "Well you are going to learn just what its like to be a weak powerless woman in this world, because from now on, unless I say otherwise, that just what you are going to be." She looked at his face, tears were welling up in his eyes, fear was evident, shame and misery were etched starkly on the pretty features. "Don't worry, you might get to like it, girls do you know, having to suck cock, having a man's meat stuffed in our faces, deep in our pussy's and sometimes if we are lucky, up our tender asses as well. I'm sure you want to try." Harvey tried to make a No sound, but it just came out a further gurgle. "I can see your eager, well I don't have a male at hand, as the only male in the building, seems to have become a girl... Hahahahaha... so were going to have to use some toys. You see, men like you force women to do strange things, and your colleagues are no different, so I happen to have some toys here, which I think you are going to love." Alicia went round to the front of Harvey, he hadn't been able to see her before, but he could now. She had removed her trousers and knickers and was now sporting a large strap on dildo. It must have been at least 7" long and as wide as a glass tumbler. "Now open up." she said evilly. She went up to him and pushed the plastic dick to his mouth, Harvey tried to turn away, but she took his head in her hands, she was stronger than him now, and pushed the dick past his lips. The "O ring kept his mouth open in the perfect shape and she started to slide it in and out. He tried to push it out of his mouth with his tongue, but she taunted him. "Oh the little slut is tonguing me, you must be enjoying it... well your going to need to get it wet and slippery because in a minute, this is coming out of that pretty little mouth of yours and is going get buried deep in that virginal pussy." Harvey continued to squirm, and in doing so managed to coat the dildo in her saliva. Alicia pulled the dick out of his mouth and came around the desk. With a pair of scissors, she cut away the knickers and then positioned herself against his new pussy. "I'm sure this will hurt at first sweetie, as it will be your first, but don't worry, I'll soon have you writing in pleasure and begging for more." Then she started to push her dick into the wet mound between Harvey's legs. She met a little resistance as she came up to his hymen, then pushed harder. Harvey gave a muffled cry and then she was in, half her cock was buried, she started to withdraw, and then pushed harder, more cock entered, in and out, slowly building up and until she was fully buried. Her full 7" of artificial meat was deep into Harvey's new pussy. Harvey couldn't believe the sensations he was feeling, this was something new, something alien, but something that had started of as painful now had become wonderful. It arose passions and desires he knew nothing about. He found himself wanting this more, and he ground his body against the artificial cock, enjoying the sensations and actively participating in his rape. Alicia knew how to bring this new woman to a peak and keep her there; she'd been on the receiving end of such activity for so long, she knew just what to do. But she was getting no satisfaction herself. This was no longer a punishment for her former rapist, but a pleasure. It needed to be more. She withdrew from Harvey's body, Harvey whimpered, and turned his head to her. "Please." he gurgled... his eyes pleading with her not to stop. "No... you need something else." she replied harshly... She knew what she had to do. She pointed the Verteron Disrupter at herself and pressed the activation button. The pain was intense, exquisite, yet nothing like she's experienced before, and she had known pain at the hands of the powerful men in her life. But it was over quickly. Then she selected the image she wanted and once again she activated the device. She felt her body change, she felt it expand and grow and then she stared down at herself. She was now all male. Clad only in a pair of speedo's she had the body of a lifeguard or fitness expert. A strong developed chest, a six pack washboard stomach, bulging thighs and calves. She was now over 6' tall. She caught her reflection in the mirror. Strong chiselled looks, a handsome, manly face, a face women will die for. She felt between her legs, and their nestling in her trunks, was her new cock. As she stroked, it began to grow, she reached down, removed her briefs and stood in front of Harvey. "I'm going to remove your "O" ring, I expect you not to scream or try anything to hurt me, is that clear?" Harvey nodded his pretty head, he wanted this now, he wanted to feel a real cock between his lips and between his legs. Alicia pulled at the plastic ring, tugging it out of the feminised mans mouth. Harvey worked his jaw and then licked his lips, he tasted the lipstick that still covered his mouth, and savoured the taste. "I want your cock." he said Alicia moved forward and put his cock gingerly into his sissified mouth, she still wasn't sure how he'd react and was a little protective of her new penis. Harvey however had no qualms he quickly lapped up the cock and thoroughly enjoyed the new sensation of meat filling his mouth. Alicia was amazed at the sensations, whenever Harvey ran his tongue along the underside of her cock she shuddered with pleasure, when he swirled it around her cock head the sensations were multiplied. "No wonder men are always wanting blowjobs, this is incredible." she thought. Leaning her hips into his face, she started to fuck his mouth, pushing her cock deep down his throat. At first he struggled to take the meat, but she continued to work it in and out, she knew what Harvey would be experiencing, she'd been on the receiving end many times, she had had to learn to deep throat the hard way, an almost passed out in the process, "He can do the same." she thought, and plunged her cock deep into his throat, her balls swinging into his chin and she fucked his throat. The she felt it, a power welling in her groin, a building of pressure. She increased her pumping and then it engulfed her. An explosion of pleasure broke through her body, she saw stars as her cock splashed a stream of cum down Harvey's throat, she pulled back so it would go into his mouth and her cock continued to spray cum. The pleasure continued with each pump of cum. It was not as encompassing as a female orgasm, but was far more intense. She could see why men were addicted to sex. For his part, Harvey lapped up the taste, he thought at first he couldn't take the cock, but then he got used to it and really began to enjoy it. When Alicia ejaculated, at first the cum went straight down his throat and he didn't taste it, but then she withdrew slightly allowing the cum to pool on his tongue and for him to taste the salty goodness. Alicia expected her new cock to quickly go flaccid rendering her incapable of dishing out the punishment she wanted. But to her surprise she maintained her erection. Walking behind the trussed up former security guard, she positioned her still erect member against his pussy and entered him. He'd already been broken by the dildo, so she quickly drilled deep into his feminine regions. Harvey moaned in pleasure, now he could speak he cried out for more... "Oh please fuck me, oh God that's so good... fuck meeeeeeeee." Alicia obliged and quickly got into a rhythm, she rode his pretty ass fucking him slowly, then fast then slow again, using her knowledge of the female body to have the feminised man writhing in pleasure beneath her. Then she felt it build again, the pressure in her groin needed release, she fucked him harder and faster, then came equally hard and fiercely, filling Harvey with his cum. She grunted in pleasure and Harvey screamed. As she exploded in his cunt, he experienced his first female orgasm, pleasure sent electric shocks all along his body, emanating from his groin, a wave of joy suffused him and overwhelmed him. Alicia pulled out, wiping his now semi flaccid cock over Harvey's ass to clean it. She knew that few iterations of the machine were going to have to allow her to make changes to the bodies and minds of the subjects, changes that will allow the tailoring of certain aspects. She would have much preferred to have raped Harvey's feminised with 12" of monster cock, rather than this rather unflattering 6". But that would come. With modifications she could already imagine, she would be able to reshape parts and minds to suit her need. However, she knew she would need help in that area, she could see the topology of the design, but she couldn't imagine the specific that would giver her that control. She needed to find some top minds to allow her to get it right. She remained thoughtful. Things had to change, she liked this power she now had, masculinity was something she could appreciate, never again would she concern herself with make-up and hair, with how she looked rather than what she said or did. She would remain this way and she would teach the world for the pain it had put her through. Something had changed in Alicia, the process had exaggerated a mental flaw, now a power hungry woman, became a power crazed male. She knew it would take time and money, but at some time, in the future she will take control, and teach everyone a lesson. But to get there she needed friends in the right places. Alicia Teal had to die of course, and she would need money and power to reach her goal. Her mind whirled with the possibilities, but she had to bring herself back to the here and now. She searched the image banks on the computer for a picture of herself. She found one of her graduation pictures, it was a few of years earlier, but it would do. Loading it into the Verteron Disrupter she pointed it at one of the remaining dead mice. Again, a shimmer covered the body, and was replaced a by a perfect facsimile of her in her graduation gown. Perfect in every way, except the body was dead. She removed the gown, then smashed a chair over the head of her clone, disfiguring her pretty face. She hit it again on the head and opened up a large wound. No blood flowed as the animal had never been alive, but it was enough to create a reasonable illusion of a murder. She knew with Harvey's disappearance and with her dead body, there would be only one suspect. She then selected a new image for her own body, it was one she was going to have to live with for at least a few months as it would take her that long to rebuild her Verteron Disrupter. She decided on a youth, a boy of about 20, longish sandy coloured hair, a white T-shirt and jeans with trainers. She aimed the Verteron nozzle at her body and activated the change. She felt the now familiar shifting and then it was complete. The youth was slightly taller than her previous body but she felt pleased with the result. Harvey was still lying strapped to the bench. She couldn't leave him here, that would reveal far too much. She flicked through her image bank, unsure of what to do with the unfortunate guard. Although she hated him for the rape, now that he had been feminised and had suffered, or should it have been enjoyed Alicia's revenge, she no longer hated him, nor in fact felt any need for further revenge. No, as her first human subject, she decided to keep Harvey for further fun and games. Then she found it, she laughed a low rumble came from her mouth as the masculine laugher rang out. She pointed the nozzle at Harvey and activated the Disruptor. Again the shimmer and the petite Asian form was replaced by a blonde Barbie doll, dressed in a green mini-dress and plastic high heeled shoes. Alicia picked up the doll, and continued to laugh. I hope you like your new form Harvey, because you going to have to stay a plastic princess for a while. Before she destroyed her life's work, she got together all her notes, her computer disks and selecting a picture of gold ingots, transmuted them all into 5 bars. That would give her sufficient money to start a new life, in relative wealth and start to rebuild her new improved Verteron Disrupter. She piled all the gold into a small suitcase that she used to carry her slutty clothes, makeup and toys, placed her new Barbi doll in there as well and then destroyed the machine. She enjoyed the cathartic release of masculine destruction, taking a metal bar to her computer, in fact she lost control and smashed just about anything in her office to matchwood and plastic chips. A life of power now beckoned. She would remain anonymous for now, she would have the option to change her body and looks to anything she wanted, she was now immortal, or at least as immortal as she could be baring accidents or murder. She would take on a new persona, someone who could remain out of sight, yet controlled power she would find a willing accomplice, someone who was already climbing the steps to power and wanted more, someone on the wrong side of the law, who would appreciate what she could offer, in return for what he would bring. Together they would build an empire and rule it. Picking up the bag, she slung it over her shoulder and walked out of her former life and into her new one. Tanya Grant - 2005