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Gabriel's Revenge Part 3
By C.A. Grey
This story is a continuation, obviously, from where I left off before. Sorry
about the time lag, but my work restricts my time at home. It's been so long in
between stories that I'm not sure I can capture the same spirit that may have
been there previously, but this is my best effort at present, so I hope you
enjoy.
Rebekah woke to the sound of a knocking noise coming from downstairs. She was a
little disoriented at first, not recognizing her surroundings, then she
remembered the earlier events of the day. With a heavy sigh she rose to her now
enormous feet, and realized that she was still wearing only a towel on her waist
and around her head. Had it been a better situation, she may have laughed at the
reflection in the mirror of a lanky teenage boy with a towel wrapped around his
head, but she was feeling uncomfortable in this body, and a little embarrassed
at what she had done in the shower. The knocking had turned to banging at this
point, so she decided that she had better get dressed and get down the stairs.
She ran down the stairs after changing into the tee shirt and jeans she had
taken with her to the bathroom to change into, before she became 'distracted.'
She opened the door to her former body, standing there with an angry expression
on that cute little face, wearing a sweater that was two sizes too big, a pair
of jeans, and a pair of pink and white sneakers.
"Making a fashion statement?" She said as Gabe in her former body stormed in the
front door.
"What the hell were you doing up there, I've been banging on the door for about
15 minutes now!" Gabe said angrily, as he blew a wisp of long auburn hair out of
his face.
"I took a shower, because frankly, your body gets stinky, and I fell asleep
after that, sorry." She decided it best not to mention her experimentation in
the shower. "So what do we do now?"
"Right now, we need to find out if we can reverse this mess." Gabe said, "Let's
go to the study and see what we can find out." She said as she walked across the
living room and into the dark wood paneled room.
"Yeah, I was wanting to ask you, what kind of work does your dad do? I saw some
of the books in here were written by your dad?" Rebekah asked as she entered to
see her former body bent over underneath the antique desk chair, adjusting the
height.
"My dad was the foremost archaeologist in the field of Norse history and
mythology, but seven years ago, he and his team were crushed in a cave-in on
what he'd referred to as his most important dig ever." Gabe said absently as he
tested to see if he had properly adjusted the height of the chair, which dwarfed
his new small frame.
"My God, I didn't know, I'm sorry I asked." Rebekah said apologetically.
"It's ok, him and my mom were always so busy working that I hardly saw them
anyway, until the accident. I guess I'm just fortunate that mom wasn't with him
on his last dig." He was now looking through the shelves obviously searching for
something specific. "Aha, there it is," his attempts to jump up to the third
shelf down and retrieve the book only made him realize how horribly irritating
it was to be so short.
"Here, I'll get it." Rebekah said, once again enjoying the fruits of being tall,
whilst rubbing it in Gabe's face a little, after all, it was his fault they were
in this mess.
"Thanks," said the meek voice dejectedly. "This is a book my father wrote which
explains the Mythology of the Norse Gods, you know, like Odin, Loki, and Thor.
That coin said that it was from Onderious the Wise. It sounds like that might be
a Norse name."
"It sounds like a goofy name, honestly, but if it gets us back into our own
bodies I don't care what his name is." Rebekah half joked.
"Let's see... This is the one thing I can't stand about my father's books," Gabe
said as he shifted through the pages," They all read like stereo instructions,
he doesn't simply list a reference that you can go to, he tells all the stories
in the most boring fashion, and only introduces the people and characters as
they come up historically."
"What are you saying?" Rebekah asked
"What I'm saying is that it's going to take some time to find out who this is.
I'll probably have to go through more than one volume to get the full story."
Gabe said looking up from the book.
"Well, how many volumes could there possibly be on Norse Mythology?" Rebekah
looked at him quizzically.
Gabe, in Rebekah's body stood up and gestured to the walls of the study. "Like I
said, my father was the foremost expert in his field, so he owned almost every
book on the subject, so if it's here, we'll find it, but I'm just saying that
what we need to find out may take a while. But don't worry, I'll stay here as
long as it takes to get out of this." He said gesturing down to his new form.
"Hey, being in here is no fucking picnic either, mister! I can't keep this
thing," She gestured to her crotch," under control, every five seconds it keeps
flinching or waking up or something." She said, almost breaking down.
"Whoa, look, I didn't mean to offend you, I'm sure that your just as anxious to
get out of this as I am." Gabe said trying to calm down the poor girl trapped in
his body, " I mean, don't get me wrong, your body is great and everything, but I
don't want to live in it." Gabe said as she looked up at him, with tears in her
eyes.
"I'm sorry, I just... I touched it." She said, looking at Gabe for a reaction.
"Yeah, so. I assumed you did, I mean you said you took a shower." Gabe said,
wondering why she was so upset.
"No, I... I... Damn it I masturbated. I jerked off. I choked the chicken, do you
get it, now?" She didn't wait for Gabe to react, "But what's worse is, I didn't
think about what I normally thought about. I thought about... I thought about my
body, and for some reason that did something for me." She said, stammering over
her own tears.
Gabe stood silent for a moment, for one, to think out what to say, and two to
get over seeing his own body breaking down in tears.
"Um, well, I uh... I tried to do the same thing in your body." Gabe blurted out,
hoping that this might comfort her. " But I wasn't thinking of anything sexual!"
he tried to excuse himself a little, "I was just washing down there and I just
sort of... kept washing down there... Until Keylie banged on the door, scaring
the shit out of me."
Rebekah laughed a little, while wiping away some tears, "Yeah, he can be a
little asshole sometimes." To her surprise, she actually felt better that he had
done the same thing she did. "I forgot to tell you that if you wanted to take a
shower, you have to go into Mom and Dad's bathroom or downstairs."
Gabe was relieved that she wasn't mad, but then again, how could she be, she'd
done the same thing. "I'll have to remember that next time." He smiled as he
said this, Rebekah noticed that it was a different smile than she had had, but
it suited her face well.
"But why do you think I was turned on by thinking of my own body?" She asked
him, hoping that he might be able to figure it out, as she had difficulty
thinking with the same speed and clarity as she normally had.
"Well, my wish was for you to see what it was like to be me, and well, I've
always like your body... and you" he added quickly as he saw her glare at him
momentarily. "And, another of my wishes, has affected me."
"Wait, you had more than one?" Rebekah asked, "Well what wish affected you, and
what were you other ones?"
"Yeah, I had seven, and I obviously made some mistakes. But one of the wishes I
made was that I was very attractive to the opposite sex, and well I made that
wish before the one that put us in this mess... So... I can't help but find you
attractive." He admitted to her as her jaw dropped open.
"What a vain and cruel wish! Making other people find you attractive by force."
she said incredulously.
"Well, some of us aren't as lucky in the looks department as others." Said the
sexy little form before Rebekah's eyes.
"Still, you shouldn't force people to think you're attractive, you didn't look
that bad before." She said, trying to defend her point.
"So you think the greasy skin and hair, and the braces look was in?" Gabe asked
sarcastically.
"No, but...but..." Obviously beaten on that point, Rebekah comes up with an
idea. "Let's see how you like your own medicine." Gabe was confused at first,
but then started to get the point when Rebekah took off her shirt, revealing his
slender form, which had a nice little six pack, not abs of steel or anything,
but for some reason, Gabe felt a warm growing from down in his crotch. He then
thought of a retaliation.
"Two can play at this game..." Gabe said, as he slowly pulled his sweater up,
revealing a very tight white tee shirt that just so happened to accentuate
Rebekah's lovely breasts perfectly. Rebekah's penis started to swell inside the
jeans she had put on, which were obviously a little tighter than need be. Gabe
glanced down at his former crotch to see the fruits of his second wish coming
into full play. The penis that he had wished for, was trying to come to full
mast inside jeans that obviously were not designed for that kind of load. Gabe
found himself disgusted that he was actually being turned on by the sight of his
own penis, but still couldn't help but to continue to look.
Meanwhile, Rebekah was becoming horribly uncomfortable in the jeans now and
wished that she hadn't started this, but it seemed to be too late now.
"God damn it, how do you make it stop?' She looked at Gabe for an answer, but
all she saw was her former face in awe looking towards her growing problem. She
then happened to glance down at her former body and noticed that Gabe's nipples
had become fully erect. This sent a quiver through her new body, and the swollen
beast inside her pants was now aching at the constriction that was placed on it.
"I... Think of...um... "Gabe was finding it hard to think in his current aroused
state, he had noticed that his nipples had become hard as rocks, and there was a
tingling sensation coming from them and it was sending little electric signals
throughout his entire body. Not to mention the tingling coming from down south.
He tried to focus his thoughts outside of what was happening to him at that
time. "Um, yeah, think of things that don't turn you on." Was the only dim reply
that he could give.
"Oh really, gee I wish I'd thought of that!" She yelled at him, obviously
frustrated. For some reason, she couldn't get any thoughts to come, but she did
know one thing, she had to get out of these pants. " Don't look!" she yelled as
she turned around and unbuttoned the tight jeans she was wearing. She un-zipped
them and let them fall to the floor, leaving Gabe's body clad only in a pair of
tight boxers. She was relieved that the pressure had subsided a little, but now
the boxers were pinning the swollen purple headed beast to her leg. She swiftly
pulled down the boxers and let the monster stand fully erect.
Meanwhile, Gabe in her body behind her had first a view of his former ass in
those tight boxers which was about to drive him insane, so he closed his eyes,
but that only brought worse thoughts into his head, when he opened them back up
again, it was as if his thoughts had seeped into reality somehow, as his former
body stood stark naked in the doorway of the study. It was taking all the effort
he had in is tiny little body to keep from going over and just grabbing it, to
see what it felt like.
It takes an awful lot of blood from other areas of the body, specifically the
brain, to operate such a large sexual organ as Rebekah currently found herself
in possession of. She lost her balance a bit and was forced to lean on the
doorframe for support.
"Whoa!" Said Gabe as he rushed to Rebekah's side to help her up. As he put his
arm around his waist, he couldn't help but notice the large erection that
Rebekah was currently sporting. "Jesus Christ, I didn't think I wished it that
big!" Gabe said as he averted his eyes and helped Rebekah over to the couch in
the living room.
"So... you wished for this too, huh?" Rebekah said in sort of a daze. "You suck
at making wishes."
"Yeah, I think we both are aware of that." Gabe said as he returned with shirt
and tossed it on Rebekah's lap, only covering the penis, not diminishing it
size, as it still stood like a tower in the middle of Rebekah's lap.
"Look, we've got to get this thing to go away, so stop it!" Gabe said, knowing
that of course she couldn't, as he had not wanted to have one at many awkward
times, but of course couldn't control it.
"I don't think it's going away anytime soon," Rebekah, still sounding a little
woozy. "I feel... like I'm drunk."
"Shit, it's taking too much blood from your brain, I've got to do something." He
said, feeling panicked. He was trying to think of something to do, not wanting
to do the most obvious thing, when suddenly, Rebekah kissed him, open mouthed,
all the way. He was about to pull away in revulsion when she reached up and
started massaging his breasts. Instantly, he could feel every little hair on his
petite feminine body stand on end. He leaned in and began to press his new body
against his former one. Rebekah slowly moved her hand underneath the shirt and
fumbled with the clasp of the bra for a second, for this was a slightly
different way of accessing it than she had done for years, and proceeded to pull
up Gabe's shirt and bra at the same time. She pulled them over Gabe's head and
tossed them aside as those long auburn locks fell back down on her bare cream
coloured chest.
Rebekah again pulled Gabe into an embrace and brought his breasts up against her
bare chest. Gabe was powerless to stop this as his entire body vibrated with
excitement. He had never felt this alive in his entire life. Everything from the
hairs on his head to the spaces in between his cute little toes tingled with
excitement. He didn't even notice as Rebekah unbuttoned the button-fly jeans he
had chosen earlier that day, and slid them, along with the blue panties, down
his new shapely hips and thighs. He finally noticed where they were when he
kicked them to the floor, and began to rub his crotch along Rebekah's thigh,
Rebekah removed the shirt from the rock hard penis, and proceeded to shift Gabe
effortlessly to a straddling position. Gabe quickly pulled out from their kiss.
"No..." he said breathlessly." We can't... do this" He said as he resumed
kissing Rebekah. He couldn't help it. He found every nuance of his former body
irresistible. It felt so good to be cradled into Rebekah's strong grasp. Rebekah
tried to restrain herself as Gabe had her former beautiful legs cradled at the
sides of her waist, whilst rubbing his crotch rhythmically on her abs. Of
course, while this was going on, Rebekah felt as if she might die, because with
every movement, she found her new appendage cradled hot-dog style within Gabe's
ass cheeks. When she could finally take it no more, she lifted Gabe up and
placed his glistening vagina at the tip of her penis, which looked ready to
explode. Gabe looked down at his former face with a look of protest, when
suddenly he felt the penetration of the warm wet crevice between his smooth
creamy thighs. Nothing that had happened yet compared to this. He felt as if he
were being split asunder as he slowly glided down the massive penis, and Rebekah
was in complete ecstasy and felt as if she were going to pass out from sensory
overload.
Gabe was somehow able to slide the entire penis into his wet vagina, it was the
most painful and pleasurable experience of his life. He began to slide his body
up and down slowly on the giant staff, every cell in his body tingling with
excitement, deep down in his psyche was a voice screaming that this was wrong,
but it might as well have been calling bingo for all the attention Gabe was
giving it.
Rebekah began to run her hands all over Gabe's body, massaging everywhere she
passed, he finally reached that magnificent ass and cradled it for a second,
before finally using it to control Gabe's direction. Pulling the nubile body
down hard on her penis, angling it in different directions, as Gabe continued to
add resistance, it became incredible. When at last she could stand it no longer,
she turned them so that Gabe now lay on his back and Rebekah began to force her
way deeper and faster in to Gabe's crevice. The ecstasy that filled Gabe's body
was almost paralysing.
Gabe began moaning loudly and was breathing very heavily. He began to give
little yelps of pleasure as Rebekah drove in and out.
"Harder..." He moaned in her breathless voice," Oh god, mmmm... yessss..."
Rebekah could feel something coming from deep within the recesses of her new
body, and Gabe was on the verge of exploding when at the same time they released
a resounding moan of pleasure, Rebekah's sounding deep and throaty whilst Gabe's
was a high pitched yelp.
As they Rebekah lay on top of her former body, she felt incredibly warm and
began to snuggle up and cradle the smaller frame in her arms and began kissing
the slender neck and voluptuous chest until she began to close her eyes.
Meanwhile Gabe was underneath his former body, wrapped in rapture, completely
absorbed by a blanket of pleasure, and didn't even notice the fluids of their
love-making oozing from between his legs and onto the leather couch. He could
only think of how wonderful he felt and began to drift slowly to sleep.
~~~
"Jesus Christ will you slow the fuck down?!?" Tori screamed at Gretchen as she
drove her 96 Celica at 60 mph in a 35 zone.
"What the fuck's your problem?" Gretchen said as she took a sharp left barely
slowing down. This situation wouldn't have been so frightening had Gretchen not
been on a cell phone and applying lip-gloss at the same time.
"Just slow down, god damn it you're scaring the shit out of me!" Tori yelled as
they took another sharp turn into a driveway and stopped inches from the bumper
of a large black Escalade.
"Chill the fuck out, we're home." Gretchen said, then started back with whoever
the hell she was talking to on the phone. "God, my sister can be such a bitch
sometimes." She said as she slammed the driver's side door and strode quickly to
the front door of a large two-story house.
Tori couldn't believe the day he was having. He had woke up the quarter back of
his football team, a strapping man of admirable size and strength, only to be
reduced to the body he now resided in. That of a short blonde seventeen year old
cheerleader/whore with no driver's license and the physical strength of ten year
old. He was about to continue wallowing in self-pity when Gretchen walked back
out to the car and opened up the passenger door.
"What the hell are you doing, we've got to get ready to go!" Gretchen said,
referring to the football game that Tori was supposed to cheer in tonight.
"No fucking way, I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to jump up and down and
show my ass in front of the whole school." Tori said defiantly.
"Oh yes the fuck you will! You're not going to embarrass me. If you want to be a
bitch, you do it on your own time, but if you don't show up tonight, you're
going to fuck up the whole routine, and I don't want everybody pissed at me."
Gretchen hissed.
"Make me." Tori retaliated defiantly.
"Ok. How about I show mom the video that you and Luke made. You know, the
'special' one from the lake house?" Gretchen threatened.
Tori was going to object, but as soon as Gretchen mentioned the event, she had
full recollection of the event, she could even remember being fucked in the ass.
It was so humiliating, but it felt so good. She tried to block out the memory,
but couldn't. She started feeling a familiar warm feeling down in her crotch,
and her nipples became hard, poking out from behind her shirt. To distract
herself, she tried to threaten Gretchen back. "Well, I could just tell mom that
it's you in the video, I mean, how else would you have it anyway?"
"There's three problems with your plan, sis. One, it's mom, she's going to know
it's you, dip shit. Two, Luke's been your boyfriend for six months. And Three, I
don't have a tattoo of a pixie right above my ass." Gretchen smiled as she
mentioned the last reason. "But if you want to test it, MOM!!" She yelled back
towards the house.
"NO! No!" Tori hissed, "I'll go. Don't tell...mom." Tori said as she headed
towards the house. As she entered the house, she saw various pictures of her new
family, and her, in all sorts of different places. As Tori saw these pictures,
new memories flooded into her head, so with every glance her mind was being
flooded with images of a past that she didn't recognize. There was the pictures
of her as a child, at Disney World with the family, playing Barbie with her
sister, and when they were older at church camp.
As Tori saw the picture of her and Gretchen at church camp, a flood of horrible
memories came into her mind. She could remember kissing several boys, boys that
had been his friends in his former life. She could remember giving her first
'blow-job' to Jamie MacNeal under the foot bridge in the woods. As she thought
about this, she felt as if she were going to puke.
"We don't have that long, you can't be fucking around down here, come upstairs
and get ready." Gretchen dragged her up the stairs and pushed her into her room
as she walked on to her own room. "You don't have time for a shower, just change
into your uniform, we've got to get there early!'
Tori was mortified to see how 'girlie' her room was. There were posters of N*
Sync, 98 Degrees, and other various guys, most of whom were shirtless,
plastering her walls. Her walls were covered with pink wallpaper with little red
roses running from floor to ceiling, and at the top was a shelf, which held
several creepy dolls with glassy eyed stares. Tori was starting to get a
migraine from the input overload from all the stuff in the room. She decided
that she'd better get dressed, or face the wrath of her evil bitch sister.
She opened the closet to reveal a host of clothes that would make a hooker
blush, from leather skirts that rode just below the cheeks of her ass, to
dresses that were obviously a size or two too small, just to accentuate her
figure. She was slowly beginning to accept that her lot in life was to be a
slut, if she couldn't get out of this. She found the cheerleading uniform in the
back of the closet on a dry cleaner's hanger. She slowly pulled her tight jeans
down over her shapely ass, and wide hips and left them at her feet. She then
pulled down her white cotton underwear that were made to look like kids'
underoos, they had red trim and little images of Spiderman on them.
She was now face to twat with her new sexuality, fully shaved, she could see the
subtle mound that had replaced her once mighty penis. It was so denigrating to
now have a receptacle, instead of her once powerful protrusion. It made her feel
weak just looking at it. She was starting to get turned on by it, so she decided
to hurry up and change, she removed the shirt, again freeing her lovely breasts,
which were pert and voluptuous, with big round brown nipples, that were slowly
contracting as she admired them. Tori couldn't help thinking that it was just a
little sick getting turned on by her own body, but hell, it seemed she couldn't
think of anything that wouldn't turn her on. She went to her white wicker
dresser and opened up the top drawer to reveal a wide assortment of panties in
all colours and shapes, but there were mostly thongs. She decided that the thong
wouldn't be so bad, because it would almost be like going commando. She glanced
at her new body in the mirror, standing in all her naked splendour. Her honey
coloured eyes, short blonde hair bobbing around her neck, those beautiful
breasts. She even turned slightly to get a look of her new rounded ass, and
there it was, just as Gretchen had said. Above her ass was what looked to be a
very well endowed naked pixie, leaning over and winking. Tori actually would
have found it sexy on any of her previous conquests, but right then it made her
feel cheap.
She felt tears welling up in her eyes, trying to come to terms with her new
reality when Gretchen opened her door wide and marched in, fully clad in her
cheerleading uniform, ready to go. Tori was sickened to discover that seeing her
sister in her tight little uniform, hugging to every curve ever so tightly, was
turning her on.
"You're still not dressed?" she asked incredulously,"Are you trying to stall on
me or something? I am serious as a fucking heart attack about what I said in the
car, you need to hurry the hell up" and with that Gretchen removed the
cheerleading outfit from the dry cleaner's plastic and tossed it to Tori.
"Okay, I'm hurrying as fast as I can!" Tori said defensively, as she pulled up
her thong quickly, realizing all too late that this would be uncomfortable. She
was about to change into some regular panties, when she felt the cold stare of
her sister bearing down on her. She quickly pulled up the one piece uniform and
tried to zip it up in the back, but it felt too tight to zip.
"I don't think this is my uniform, it feels too small." Tori pleaded with
Gretchen. Gretchen simply rolled her eyes as she started walking towards Tori.
"You were the one who said you were a size smaller so that you could get a
uniform that 'accentuated my curves right.'" she said mockingly as she forced
the zipper up quickly. Tori felt as if she couldn't breath. She looked in the
mirror and it looked like she'd been poured into the uniform. It was incredibly
tight, and the smaller size also made it shorter, which meant that the lower
half of her ass was hanging out the bottom.
"I cannot go out like this." Tori said as she saw the reflection in the mirror.
"Your closet is filled with clothes that are a thousand times worse. Christ
you're acting weird as hell, are you on the rag early or something." as Gretchen
asked this question, Tori realized another facet of his new gender. She would
have to get back at that goofy bastard and get him to fix this before he had to
have a visit that wouldn't be pretty.
"No, I'm just... feeling really out of it today." Tori replied slowly.
"Good, cause you know how it goes, if you're early, so am I. Thank god we still
have a FEW more days. Come' on, I bet you'll feel a lot better when you and Luke
'celebrate' after the game." Gretchen seemed to be trying to make Tori feel
better, but her comments had only made Tori even sicker to her stomach as they
made their way down to the aged blue Celica in the driveway. Her only hope
seemed to be finding Gabe during the football game and having him fix things, or
Gretchen's driving taking them both out of the picture before the game.
~~~
The next instalment will be the final instalment, so if there is anything you'd
like to see happen, let me know, it'll be a great tool to help me resolve the
story satisfactorily. Or, if you'd like to comment on my story, to tell me
whether it's great, or the most worthless tripe you've ever read, please do so.
All comments are appreciated. Anyway, I PROMISE, the next instalment will be out
within a week or two. Thanks for your time.
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