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The Rings of Trust: A New Beginning
By [email protected]
This story is a follow up to a story written by Allen W and is based on
the SRU:Rings of trust universe he has created. It is my first erotic
story so please forgive any errors. Otherwise enjoy to your hearts
content
Matt....That was what my name used to be.
That was before my run in with Kevin and the rings.
I had purchased the rings for the outrageous price of 5 dollars a piece
from a bizarre old man in a magic shop. Then a trusted ex-girlfriend
Linda and I played around with them and discovered their
transformational properties. The wearer of the gold ring could change
the wearer of the silver ring in any way imaginable. When her then
current boyfriend Kevin found out he turned me into a wet dream fantasy
bombshell named Karen.
My name is now Heather Masters. I am 5'4", with long blonde hair, an
hourglass figure and an ass and tits to die for. Kevin changed me,
humiliated me, took my virginity and then left me. He offered to let me
buy back my former self for 10,000 dollars, forcing me to work in a
sleazy strip club. He never returned to collect on the offer.
For the past few years I have been bartending, much less pay, but more
pride. I still have not grown completely accustomed being a woman.
Somewhere deep inside I still remember that I am....was a man. I even
tried a few relationships, but I always felt out of place. This
complicated the fact that I had grown to love sex, thanks to Kevin
leaving me extremely sensitive to stimulus.
My ex, Linda, lived with me for a while and was very supportive at
first, but she found a relationship that for once wasn't a jerk, and now
they are married. Being maid of honor just emphasized how out of place I
felt. I haven't spoken to her in almost a year.
About 6 months ago I overheard a conversation while shopping at the
mall. The conversation was pretty mundane except for the mention of
Spells R Us. I listened to the woman (I began to wonder); as she
explained her failed attempts to relocate the store to change the
effects of the potion that she (He?) had taken.
I couldn't believe it, the store still existed. Also it apparently
always disappeared after a visit as well. I rushed home and got on line
and began searching the internet for any information about the store. I
found hundreds of stories at some place called Fictionmania. I also
found listings of items reported to have originated from Spells R Us on
EBay. I looked and looked, but no rings. What I did find though set my
heart fluttering wildly. Listed, for a buy it now bid of 10,000 dollars,
was a ticket that would supposedly call Spells R Us to you. Could it be,
after all this time could I find a way to return to the way things were
before.
10,000 would nearly wipe out my savings, but it would be well worth it
if the ticket was real. I emailed the seller asking what guarantees the
ticket carried.
The return email simply said, "You will find it worth the money Matt."
At that point I had no doubts I placed the bid and waited for the
package to arrive. I hardly slept at all for the next three days. During
this time I began to wonder if I really wanted to go back. My thoughts
conflicted until the ticket arrived. I immediately opened the envelope
and out fell the ticket....with a note.
The note turned out to be instructions. They read: place the ticket in
front of a store you would normally not enter, next think hard about why
you need Spells R Us. If the need is true then you will find what you
seek.
As I said my thoughts were suddenly conflicted so I waited until I had
some time to think about were my life was now. I couldn't just go back
to Matt. He was legally dead. My parents gave up hope after the first
two years I was gone. Still I could not decide that being Heather was
any better.
Finally about 2 weeks after I received the ticket I went down to the
mall. I went and stood outside of the Big & Tall men's store. Not much
chance that I would ever enter that place. I sat on a bench opposite the
store and placed the ticket on the ground. I sat for a moment and
thought about what I needed the most. Suddenly it came to me. More than
anything else I needed answers, some sort of closure that could help me
understand why.
Suddenly I saw a flash, and when I opened my eyes there it was, and
there was the old man in the bathrobe.
"I grow very weary of reminding people that this is not a bathrobe,"
stated the old man with a sigh, "come in before I change my mind."
I sat there stunned for a brief moment, then realizing what he had said
I darted inside.
"I can't believe I found you. Now I can finally....." I began.
The Wizard interrupted me sternly, "NO, you can't. I cannot change you
back to who you were."
"Then why...."
"To give you....this." The wizard handed me a wrapped box similar to
what you would package flowers in.
"What is it?"
"Just open it and you will understand."
So I did as I lifted the lid off of the box and looked inside my eyes
grew wide, "What in the world?"
* * *
Kevin sped down the road headed for home. "I can't believe how much
money I have made," Kevin thought. "It's amazing what people will pay to
be made beautiful."
Not that Kevin would leave anyone happy. His malicious mind always
included a nasty little twist. Like the homely girl he had given a
redheaded centerfold body. He made her mouth an erogenous zone and left
her with no vagina, just like a Barbie. He had lots of fun letting her
try to convince him to fix his mistake. Her mouth just was not sensitive
enough to achieve orgasms. Then there was the overweight, nerdy computer
programmer who had asked to be built like the statue of David. Well he
got his wish all the way down to the granite skin. That had been a mess
getting the silver ring back. Kevin was forced to demolish the hand it
was on. The statue still had a satisfying look about it.
Kevin thought to himself about the many lives he had destroyed and the
hundreds of thousands of dollars he had made when his thoughts returned
to Karen, or should he say Matt. No matter how much money he made or how
many souls he tortured his thoughts always returned to the blonde
bombshell he had humiliated. He had been gone for about 3 weeks and
figured that Karen was fairly nervous that he was never coming back.
Truth was he had every intention of returning for more of that hot piece
of ass. Not to mention the 10 grand that Karen thought would make her
Matt again. "Yeah right," Thought Kevin. "That little punk gave me the
best gift possible in the world. Not that I'll be returning the
favor....ever."
As Kevin neared the city he took out the silver ring and began rolling
it on his fingertips. He never took the gold ring off anymore except to
get the silver ring off a customer...victim. The long drive was having
an affect on Kevin as he was getting drowsy. He nearly dropped the
silver ring but caught it on his ring finger, the same finger as the
gold ring. As it slid down his finger he realized his mistake. He
reached up with his other hand to pull it off but was too late. As the
rings touched the car swerved off the road and there was a blinding
flash right before the car wrapped around a tree.
A slender figure in an old tattered bathrobe emerged from the trees and
reached in the shattered window, pulling out a .....
* * *
"A DOUBLE DILDO," I exclaimed. "What good is this going to do me?"
"Look closer," the wizard calmly explained.
Reluctantly I did just that. It really wasn't a traditional dildo.
Instead of being shaped like two penises it was shaped like two hands
stuck together at mid forearm. The hands were large, causing me to
wonder who could possibly use this thing when something caught my eye.
There on the third finger of both hands were rings. Two rings; one
silver, one gold.
"But, what...how....I don't understand," I stammered.
"Let's just say that Kevin did not heed the rules of the rings."
"This is...KEVIN!"
"In a manner of speaking, more precisely it's what's left of him," the
wizard said. "Right now Kevin can hear, feel and think, but that's about
it."
"I still don't understand."
"Matt, it is very simple as you have probably noticed after overhearing
that conversation, my spells do not always turn out as originally
requested. This is a testament both to the human lack of judgment and
for my own entertainment," he began. "But when one of my creations is
abused it abhors me. Simply put this is more to punish Kevin then to
reward you, after all it was your carelessness that led to him finding
out in the first place."
"So what do I do?"
"It's simple. Once again it is a matter of trust. Just insert one end
into any body cavity you can and place the other end into another
person's body cavity."
"What's the catch," I asked.
"You're catching on. Depending on the side used, you will either control
or be controlled."
"How's that?"
"Once inserted the hands will disappear leaving the rings inside of your
body, disallowing a repeat of previous events. If you have the gold ring
you will have the power, if you have the silver the other person gains
control."
"Is there a way to share the power?"
"Hmmm....yes, but don't ask how, that is for you to discover."
Feeling a little better about the situation I playfully asked, "What
happens if I put both ends in myself?"
"Do you really want to ask?" replied the wizard, clearly not amused.
"No," was my sheepish reply.
"Then I bid you good day."
"But what is the price," I asked.
"Did you plan to pay more than the 10,000 dollars you already paid?"
"Thank you so very much," I giggled.
"Don't thank me yet, you still need to find a trusted friend. It appears
that Linda is no longer an option."
That was very true. I thanked him again and left the store. No sooner
had I stepped outside than the store disappeared in a swirl. I had some
serious searching to do.
* * *
I decided that there was no way I was going to risk rushing this
decision. I hid the double hand dildo underneath the stairwell in my
basement. Then I set about trying to find the perfect person to share
this with. Obviously none of my old friends would do, and I had not made
any new friends since becoming a woman. I talked to Linda, but she would
not risk her marriage over anything as dangerous as permanent rings.
After a few months my bank account was running dry. I had really wiped
myself out buying the Spells R Us ticket and now I was struggling.
I eventually broke down and went back to stripping. But, this time it
was a nicer establishment. Well, as nice as a strip club can get I
suppose.
That was where I met Sara. Sara was an energetic brunette with a bizarre
sense of humor. She was very upbeat and positive, two rare finds among
dancers. Most surprising though was how well we hit it off.
She had been at the club for 5 years having started when she turned 18.
She took me under her wing until she found out I had previous
experience, and then she wanted to work with me. We did work together
quite a lot. After a few months we never worked a stage alone, always as
a pair. We were easily pulling in 1500 to 2000 dollars a night. My money
problems were over, but I was enjoying myself too much to quit. For once
I felt right with myself. I still knew I was at heart a guy, but body
and soul I was a gorgeous woman. I decided to see where life would take
me.
Sara and I were extremely close, she even moved in with me. Still we
never fooled around unless it was on stage to make some poor slob drool.
She had brought a few guys through the house, never anything too
serious. I on the other hand still did not date much. Sara asked about
this one night and I explained how I felt a little out of place...minus
a few details.
"Well, maybe you're a lesbian," Sara stated matter of fact like.
"I wouldn't say it that way," I replied. "More like a man trapped in a
woman's body."
"Well, the way you dance you could have fooled me."
At this I turned away. The conversation was hitting close to home.
"Are you alright Heather? Is something wrong?" Sara asked concerned.
"No, it's nothing just something from the past. I need a drink I will be
back in a few hours," I said grabbing my purse and heading out the door.
I thought about the toy for the first time in a few months. I thought
about telling Sara, but didn't know what she would think. By the time I
fell out of the cab coming home I was too drunk to think about much of
anything. As I got to the door Sara helped me inside to the couch.
"I think you need some coffee girl. Then I have a surprise for you."
I could barely understand her through the haze in my head. She came in
and tried to give me the coffee but I just passed out.
* * *
When I awoke the next morning I heard noises in Sara's bedroom. That's
when I realized that I reeked of alcohol. I quickly went to get out of
these bar soaked clothes and take a shower.
"Heather, could you come here, quickly?" Sara asked through the bathroom
door.
"Yeah, hold on I'm almost done," I yelled, quickly realizing my mistake
as my head throbbed.
"Please hurry," Sara whined. Was it my imagination or was Sara crying.
I quickly finished up then threw on a bathrobe and went to see what was
going on. When I got to the living room I saw Sara standing by the couch
in her robe. She had definitely been crying.
"Sara what's the matter," I said rushing over to her.
"No, wait," she screamed, sticking her arms out. "Please don't touch
me."
"Sara, what the hell is going on?"
"I....I....I don't know. I'm sorta....stuck."
"What are you talking about," I asked.
Sara didn't say a word, she just opened her bathrobe. There sticking out
from between her legs was one half of the Spells R Us dildo. I just
stood there with my mouth open, unable to say a word. Sara could read
the expression on my face.
"I am so sorry," she started. "I found it last night while you were out
and I figured that I had been right about the lesbian thing. I thought
that I could help you come to grips since I am bi-sexual. I put this in
when I went for coffee and when I got back you were out cold"
"Then why are you still using it?"
"I told you...I'm stuck. After you passed out I decided to have a little
fun. I thought this was the most amazing thing ever. It feels like it's
really moving up inside of you," Sara sobbed. "When I was done I tried
to pull it out and it hurt...almost like it was rooted inside of me."
"It is," I stated flatly.
"What do you mean?"
I decided there was no holding back now. I explained everything to Sara
starting from when I first wandered into that Spells R Us store. I told
her I was once a guy, that I had been careless with the rings. Then I
told her about Kevin, what he did to me, and what happened to him.
"WHAT? You're telling me that I have a real person stuck inside my
pussy? I don't believe this."
"What more proof do you need? Here let me look at it."
Sara reluctantly approached. I could see her discomfort as she waddled
forward. I looked at the hand sticking out of her and saw the silver
ring. I felt a little apprehensive about that. I looked at the dildo
where it met her body. There was no way that this was coming out, her
lips were fused to the shaft seamlessly. I gave a gentle tug and was
nearly smacked for my efforts.
I went on with my story and explained the function of the toy and why it
was stuck. As I explained Sara's expression changed from one of fear and
bewilderment, to a playful smile. She did have a bizarre sense of humor.
"So if you take the other end I can change anything about you," Sara
grinned.
"Whoa, wait a minute. That's why it was under the stairs. I am not ready
to play this game."
"Well you have to. You can't leave me like this," Sara said
hysterically.
She was right. Once again I felt like this was a big nightmare. I really
liked Sara, but could I trust her with this power.
"Hello! Let's get this over with."
Reluctantly I agreed. I had her lie doggy style on the coffee table,
while I got on all fours behind her. I had no idea how I was going to
fit that inside of me, but I knew it would take plenty of lube. I
inserted the fingertips at the entrance of my pussy. With my recent dry
spell I had not had anything bigger than my two fingers in months.
I eased backwards and felt the hand enter into me. I immediately felt
the stretching as I reached the first set of knuckles. I could hear Sara
moaning in a mix of pain and pleasure. I pushed back a little harder and
the knuckles popped past my tight opening. I had to pause here for a
moment. Sara began panting
"Oh my god, it's moving again"
I tried my best to ignore Sara and the pain in my pussy. I pushed back
again and was stretched a little more. Every few seconds I would push a
little more until I was at the biggest part. I got a little freaked out
and tried to back off a little, but I couldn't. It was as if the fingers
had opened up inside me, locking me in place. I panicked and tried to
pull off of it.
"Holy shit! What the hell are you trying to do, kill me?" Sara screamed
in agony.
"I'm sorry, I can't do this," I cried still trying to pull away.
"Stop, stop, stop," Sara pleaded. "Let me help you."
"What do you meAAAAHHHH," I yelled as Sara lunged backwards off the
table shoving me face first to the floor and driving the hand into my
unyielding pussy.
"There see, it's all in now, just a little shaft left out."
I tried to stop her, but I still had not caught my breath as she pushed
the last of the shaft into me. Suddenly I felt a tingling inside of me
as the hand began to move.
"I don't understand," I said. "I thought they would disappear."
Sara was trying to pump the dildo in and out, but I was fused just like
she was. She didn't seem to care though so she rolled over, dragging me
with her as she enjoyed the playing hand inside of her. Despite my
recent torture, I was feeling unbelievably aroused and quickly began
building towards an orgasm of my own.
The two of us lay on the floor writhing uncontrollably until we both
screamed out in ecstasy. I passed out immediately afterwards.
"Wake up, Heather, wake up," Sara whispered while shaking me gently.
"It's gone."
I sat bolt upright realizing what she was talking about. I looked at my
pussy and surprisingly it looked undamaged. I scanned the room and saw
nothing. I pressed my stomach wondering about the rings.
"Oh I found that already, here look."
Sara turned and there high up on her left butt cheek was a tattoo of a
pair of gold rings. I immediately turned to check mine and sure enough
there were two silver rings on me. I looked back up at Sara and she was
smiling like a Cheshire cat.
"Now hold on a minute," I started as I felt that old familiar tingle
through my body. "What are you doing?"
"Just seeing if everything else you said was true."
I looked down seeing my body change as I grew larger and more muscular.
I watched in awe as my clitoris grew until it was a nine inch penis. I
felt testicles descending between my legs. My skin darkened taking on a
bronzed tone. And my voice cracked as it deepened.
"Why are...cough...you doing this?"
"Oh my you should see yourself Heather, you're a total hunk."
I stood up and looked at the reflection in the mirror. Staring back at
me was the perfect surfer image from those b movies of the 80's. Bleach
blonde hair, bulging muscles, broad shoulders, tanned skin, and zero
body fat.
"I look like something out of a movie," I said in my new baritone.
"You look pretty damn good to me," replied Sara. "But, if you want to
try and get your old look back I need to know more about it."
"I can't go back," I stated. It was true, Matt was dead. My parents had
gone through with a funeral and everything. All of my old stuff was gone
and everything I owned in the world was geared towards Heather. "There
is nothing left of my old life, and I don't think I could start over
again.
"Well, why don't you see if this new body is to your liking? Come over
here and give it a try," Sara said huskily.
"Sara, I really don't think..." I was stopped by a tingling in my
crotch. Suddenly I felt an almost foreign urge. My balls were full and I
needed release. My dick was at full attention. I couldn't help myself as
I tore off my robe and took Sara to the couch.
I entered her easily as her lips parted like butter. The feeling was
unbelievable; I had forgotten what it felt like to have a woman beneath
you as you drove into her time and time again. Her velvet like muscles
rippled and milked me for every drop in my over flowing balls.
"Oh god, Heather, you are the greatest," Sara screamed in the throes of
orgasm.
"I'm cumming," was all I could manage to say. I almost passed out from
the force.
* * *
"Why do you want to go back?" Sara asked.
"This just doesn't feel right either," I replied
"Fine, have it your way." I felt the tingling spread through my body
again as I looked in the mirror.
"Hey, where are my breasts?"
"Well, you know I was always jealous of your bigger tits. I just
wondered what you would look like without them," Sara snickered.
I just glared at her until I felt my chest expanding as my boobs
returned to their...Heathers original dimensions.
"Well it's official, I am now just your putty plaything," I moaned.
"What do you plan to do now?"
"Hmmm...well first things first, I like the sounds of your last
comment," Sara laughed as I tried to speak but found no voice. Suddenly
she seemed a lot taller. "Yes this should do nicely for an afternoon of
fun."
I couldn't speak as Sara picked me up off the floor, but I could see and
hear. Wait a minute, picked me up! She held me in front of the mirror
and giggled. I was a dildo! I could see my facial features, but they
were stretched around the head of the dildo and my body seemed
wrapped/molded to the shaft. My mouth was where the pee hole was. I
tried moving my body, but that only served to cause vibrations through
the dildo.
"Oohh, honey don't start without me," Sara said as she ran to her
bedroom.
Sara flopped down onto the bed and took my face into her mouth. It was
the weirdest sensation. I could feel her tongue as it worked around me.
I could feel her hand as she grasped near the base and my feet. Hey,
that tickled, I thought, as I vibrated in response.
"Okay, now it's time for the real fun," Sara said removing her lips from
my head. She slowly lowered me down tracing between her breasts and down
her stomach. "You should feel everything Heather and any movement on
your part turns into vibrations for me."
I could only watch as Sara's moist tunnel loomed before me. I was about
to get a whole new look at my best friend. She rubbed my face up and
down her slit before pushing in with both hands.
Sara squealed a little as my head popped past her lips and into her
pussy. I realized that I must be a little larger than your average
dildo, because she seemed to be working to get me in. This was an
unbelievable sensation. I was seeing views normally reserved for a
gynecologist. I could see her soft pink walls, and ahead of me was the
small donut shaped cervix muscle.
I guess Sara had become accustomed to me now because she began to
withdraw me, only to shove me back in a little deeper. This continued
for a few strokes until my face began hitting her cervix. At this point
I noticed something disturbing. I could feel all across my skin the
sensations being applied to the dildo, but only on the back side. My
front was fused below the surface of the dildo and was not receiving any
stimulation. I wasn't going to be able to enjoy this with Sara.
This little oversight on her part mad me so mad that I began to quiver
with anger. This of course had the reverse effect since I was now
vibrating violently. I could feel her muscles contracting as she neared
her orgasm. I tried to stop moving, but the more she squeezed the
angrier I got, and the more I vibrated.
Suddenly I was shoved face first into her womb, and the walls collapsed
in squeezing me very tightly. Next thing I knew the quivering walls
retracted, but I was not moving. What was she doing now? She was
probably catching her breath after that massive orgasm. Wait a minute,
she better not fall asleep. I shook as violently as I could and was
rewarded with a spastic clenching of her muscles before being withdrawn
from her dripping hole.
"Sorry about that," she gasped. "I almost blacked out after that one."
I couldn't respond verbally so I shook as hard as I could.
"Oh dear, you want a second go around?"
I immediately stopped moving and tried to stay perfectly still. The last
thing I wanted was to go back inside her snatch. I really just wanted
her to change me back.
"Okay I will take that as a no," she giggled. Sara set me down and I
began to tingle as I found myself able to move again.
"What the fuck were you trying to pull?" I screamed. "I cannot believe
you would do that to me."
"I'm sorry; I thought you would enjoy it too. That's why I made you skin
so sensitive."
"Oh, sure, except for the fact that my nipples and clit were buried in
the dildo and got no stimulation."
"I said I was sorry. Look, if we can figure out a way to reverse the
rolls you can do the same to me, okay?"
"Don't get my hopes up. There's no way to reverse the effects, they are
permanent."
* * *
I didn't speak to Sara for a few days afterwards, even though she tried
to apologize. The manager at the club suggested we dance separately
until we worked out whatever was causing the tension he was noticing.
The Friday following Sara's discovery of my magic toy I finally went to
talk to her about what had happened, and what we were going to do about
it.
"I have been racking my brain, trying to figure out a way to help you,"
Sara stated. "Do you know why there are two rings on each of us, when
here was only one ring on each hand of the dildo?"
"No, I have no idea. I never even gave it any thought."
"I want to try something. Will you agree to let me make a change to
you?"
"I don't see where I have much say in that matter. Sure, why not?" I
grumbled
I felt the tingling again, but this time it was isolated to just my
butt. It was the location of the tattoo left behind by our wizard
friend.
"What are you trying to do?" I asked
"Look and see for yourself," Sara smiled.
I turned to look and noticed that the tattoo had changed. I now had one
silver ring and one gold ring tattooed on my butt. When I looked up to
ask what this was supposed to do I saw Sara jump like she had been
pinched. She immediately turned to show me her tattoo. It was the exact
opposite of mine, one gold ring and one silver ring. I just sat there in
stunned silence, when Sara tried to explain.
"I got to thinking about the whole trust issue. The only way you could
fully trust someone with this kind of power over you would be to have
the same power over them," Sara began. "If I were to change you into a
dildo again and you didn't like it you could change me into a sex doll
so I couldn't remove you and then vibrate me to orgasm continuously
until I was a blathering idiot."
"But, just changing the rings isn't going to shift the power over to me.
Is it?"
"Tell you what," Sara smiled. "You give it a try and I promise not to
interfere....this time."
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