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SOMETHING EXTRA
I was sitting down to supper when the phone rang. Carol Dunn had clogged
her kitchen sink, and wanted it snaked that night. And if I could come out
tonight there would be something extra. Carol was a bit eccentric but very
well off, and I knew she would pay whatever I would charge, so I was at
her Gothic house in just over 30 minutes. I had the drain clear in just
under an hour, and charged her $175.
"You did such a fine job, I'd like to give you something extra," she said
and gave me a smile.
"You don't have to Mrs Dunn," I said. As I had already charged her 50
bucks more then I would have charged for interrupting my supper.
"Oh please I insist, and please call me Carol," she said." I'm going to
give you a blow job you will never forget."
Carol had a nice enough face, but she was closing in on 50 and had to
weigh in at least 300 +lbs. She dressed with style, but it still couldn't
hid the fact she was a cow.
If it hadn't been that I hadn't been laid in 2 months, I would have said
no, but my my hormones got the best of me. Besides with any luck she would
swallow. She started to take her red dress off, yuck! That I didn't want
to see, so I told her I was in a hurry and not to bother, as I unzipped my
pants, and closed my eyes.
There's an old joke that goes, "Why do fat girls give the best head? ans.
Because they have to." It was incredible, I was sweating, and moaning. Her
tongue and lips ran up and down my shaft. She was the best I ever had, I
felt like I was going to explode. As I started cumming it almost felt like
I was blacking out. Then I felt this strange taste in my mouth. I opened
my eyes to see an erect penis in front of me.
I felt strange all over, as if I was weighed down, then I heard a laugh.
"It worked! It worked! I told you I'd give you a blow job you would never
forget." The voice was coming out of my body, just one problem, I wasn't
in it. I looked down and saw I was in the red dress, I was in Carol's
body. "I must thank you Ray, I've hated being a woman,but who knows maybe
you will get used to it," Carol laughed.
I stared at the mirror in disbelief. The pudgy female reflection moved as
I did. I now had long brown hair, a face covered in makeup, earrings, and
a body deserving a sign saying wide load.
"How could you do this to me?" I screamed in my new high pitched voice
almost sobbing.
Carol pointed a gun at me. "Just a little magic from a very old ring. I've
been waiting for the right person, and you are the lucky winner. Now get
into that room, I need to go clothes shopping before the mall closes,"
Carol said as she locked me into a bedroom.
It was a large bedroom, with bars on the window, and a heavy door I would
not be able to break. The room had everything I would need in it, from an
over sized bathroom to a fridge and micro wave. There was plenty of food
and liqueur, a closet full of clothes, but no way out. There was an extra
wide mirror in the room, and I looked at myself, hoping it was just a
nightmare.
My clothes were very uncomfortable and as it got later, I knew I wouldn't
be able to sleep in them. I pulled a nightgown out of the closet and
stated to undress. As I pulled of the dress, I couldn't help staring in
the mirror. It was like a car wreck, horrible but I couldn't help looking
at the fat woman with pantie hose, a granny bra, and a girdle. My arms
were covered in fat, the waddle swinging back and forth. "This isn't
good," I thought as I saw what was under the girdle. My belly was pasty
white, doughy, flabby, and covered with stretchmarks. It sagged so bad I
couldn't see my genitals. My thighs were as wide as a tree trunk covered
in cellulite and hanging saddle bags on my inner thighs that chaffed when
I walked. The bra came off next, my breasts fell on my saggy stomach,
flowing down almost to my navel, they had almost as many stretchmarks as
my belly. At first I didn't see my nipples, My breasts were so saggy the
nipples were between my breasts and my belly. When I lifted up one of my
breasts, I saw they were huge and dark. They were so big I would need both
hands to cover 1 nipple. I looked at the bra, it was a 50 F.
I shuttered as I removed my over sized panties. I had to lift my belly up
to confirm my dick was gone. My cunt was almost bald, the lips on my pussy
were so large they hung out below my fat rolls. I had to put the panties
back before I puked. I put on the nightgown, and threw myself on the bed,
worrying what tomorrow would bring.
I had been locked in the room almost a year. Carol had completely taken
over my old identity, and made it look like he was the live in gigolo to
Carol Dunn. He was keeping me around until the time where he would kill
me, and present a will stating Carol Dunn's estate and property would go
to the new Ray Marx. It was upsetting but there was nothing I could do. I
had no phone, no one ever visited and the doors and walls of my prison
were reinforced.
"Escape is imposable," Carol would brag to me, repeating her plans over
and over.
At least my room was comfortable, but with no place to go. Carol brought
me clothes and books. The only thing to do was watch t.v. and eat. When
everything started I was 345 lbs. Now I ballooned past the 400 lbs. that
the scale in my room could measure. For the most part I just wore night
gowns and tent dresses. I only wore panties during my period just to hold
the kotex, but I became dependent on my bra. My breasts had turned into
long udders and although it was hard on my back walking was easier if they
were supported. My thighs were developing layers of saddle bags turning my
walk into a waddle. My arm flab sagged under all the weight of the fat. My
stretchmarks had multiplied and turned red, and I now had 3 chins. Carol
had given me a vibrator, the first few months it was the closest thing to
a friend I had. Now I was so fat I had trouble using it.
Carol was tomcating every night, getting the most out of his new prick,
while I awaited my fate. Till that fateful night. About 4 a.m. I heard
someone break down the front door, I had no idea what was happening, when
two cops broke into my room, pointing their guns at me. "Where's Ray
Marx?" one of them asked me.
"Officers, thank God you are here, Ray has been keeping me prisoner here
in this room almost a year," I said. Then I told them Ray's fiendish plot
to do away with me. I knew if I told them I was Ray they would take me to
the nut house.
They told me that the person they thought was Ray, had shot a man. Seems a
jealous husband had caught Ray with his wife, a fight ensued and now Ray
was wanted for murder. They thought he might have come back to the house.
After they heard my story they decided to stake out the house hoping he
would come back.
I went back to the room I was imprisoned in, while the officers hid in the
room across the hall. Sure enough just before sunrise Ray was opening the
door carrying a gun, and old book.
"Time to trade back, sweetie!" he said.
"Drop it!" yelled one of the cops. Carol turned quick with his gun and
fired a shot at the police. He never got a chance to fire a second round.
I realized I would never be Ray Marx again.
I decided I might as well make the most of being Carol Dunn. I might be a
fat hog but I was a rich fat hog. The old book my nemesis had been holding
was a spell book in Latin. I hired someone to translate it for me, he said
it would take him several months to do it. I kept the ring in a safe. Now
it was time to live the high life.
I went to a spa, where I could be pampered and lose some weight. It felt
so good to have warm oils rubbed on my thighs and back where I couldn't
reach. I found for a nominal fee, even I could get laid by a young
handsome stud with a 9 inch dick. When I first got to the spa, I was so
fat, my stud muffin could only get it in if we did it doggy style. As he
pumped my fat ass, I felt my whole body jiggling, while my huge breasts
would swing back and forth. Then I got on top of him and made him suck my
nipples. My breasts were so large I could have smothered him with one tit
tied behind my back. Then he stuck his fist inside my wet sloppy cunt,
till I'd cum.
When I finally left the spa, I had dropped to 295lbs. I was able to use
more positions now that my belly had shrunk. And now I could have my pussy
serviced orally as well. I would cum when ever my huge lips were chewed
on, it was even better then having my nipples sucked. Unfortunately losing
over 100 lbs made everything even saggier, but at least I could use a
vibrator on myself again.
The old book was translated and if I just wore the ring and ate magic
combination of spices and minerals, the moment I had a man's sperm inside
of my mouth we would change bodies. I thought about trying to find some
poor dope, and do to him, what Carol did to me but I just couldn't do it.
I was ready to face the real world again. It was hard getting used to the
stares, and the same snide comments about my weight. I pretty much gave up
on the idea of getting laid, unless I paid for it. After all who would
want a fat old sagasoras like me. But Carol's money made life more then
livable, so I made the most out of things. Hell I even lost 10 lbs. on my
own.
I was at a small restaurant in Baltimore, sitting at the bar, when I heard
2 drunks start to make rude comments about me. "Ain't no amount of bourbon
gonna make that bitch look good, that's a 3 stool butt, oink, oink,
......"
After about 5 minutes of this chat the bartender went over to them and
said, "Look boys, cut the comments or get out. I'm not going to have you
harass my customers."
One of the drinks laughed, "Look Bob, you don't think that old moo cow
ruins the decor a bit. We's just funnin anyway."
The other said, "This is our bar, not Mz Piggies."
"And if you gentlemen ever want to be served here again, I suggest you
leave. NOW!" the barkeep replied.
"Well I'm just going to have a little talk with the manager," the first
drunk said.
"Since Brain isn't here right now that would be me, now get the hell out
of here," the bartender said. And the 2 drunks left in a huff.
"I hope you don't get in trouble on my account, but that was so very
chivalrous of you," I said.
"No problem at all lady, now let me buy you a drink," he said.
"My friends call me Carol," I said, "There aren't many men who would stick
up for a big ol' gal like me."
As he poured me a scotch, he said, "I'm Bob, my late wife was a larger
woman, and I know how she hated jerks like that. Out of her memory it's
the least I could do."
We talked like we had known each other for years. I found out that after
their first child Bob's wife has gained a lot of weight, over the years
she became larger then me, and in his eyes with each pound she he soon
discovered became more beautiful. He said there is nothing like being
under the covers with a big beautiful woman on a cold night. I told him I
couldn't remember the last time someone touched me lovingly.
After the bar closed we went back to my hotel. Bob handled my body like a
Ferrari, after he massaged my thighs, my beaver turned into a quivering
puddle. His mustache ticked as he licked my nipples, when we made love he
made my fat work for me instead of against me. I never new such pleasure.
I then laid on top of him and covered his entire head with my breasts. Bob
said he would have sold his soul for a snorkel so that i could have stayed
that way all night. While I was on top of him he massaged my back and
shoulders. It was almost sunrise before we finally when to sleep, and when
I awoke he was still holding me.
We spent the day walking around the town and had lunch in an
outdoor cafe. I never thought anyone would treat me so loving, especially
in this fat body. It had been my best day in years, till we got to the
restaurant Bob worked. The manager Brain stopped Bob and said, "Bob I'm
afraid I have to let you go. The 2 guys you threw out last night
threatened never to come back, and you know the customer is always right."
Bob tried to defend himself but, Brian wouldn't hear it.
Finally Bob said to me that he needed to be alone. I felt bad he lost his
job over me, and I knew what I had to do. The next morning I had my
accountants buy the restaurant, under the condition, Bob was hired back,
as manager of the bar. No sooner was I off the phone there was a knock at
the door. Bob came over to apologize about ruining my perfect day. Of
course he didn't know what I was doing or even that I was rich, and off we
went on a picnic lunch. He took me to a pond in the woods and suggested we
go skinny dipping. I wasn't sure I wanted him to see my body in the light,
I only agreed after he let me call it fatty dipping. Being naked in the
water hides a lot of the sins of gravity, we ended up making love in the
water. then we went back to his place. When he checked his answering
machine, and heard that they needed him at the bar he just smiled, and
said, "Carol tonight we paint the town red."
Bob proved to be an excelent manager within 6 months, I was debating
whether to expand or just raise the prices. Bob still didn't know that I
was the owner or that I was rich. I wanted to be sure he loved me for me.
Bob decided to just raise the prices and keep the operation small so that
he could easily control the quality. Even with a 15% increase in prices
the people kept coming. Bob passed the profits to all the employees, who
in turn worked extra hard to keep the customers happy. The next month Bob
proposed to me.
After we were married about 2 years, I came home early and found Bob
masturbating while wearing my bra and panties. He was very embarrassed,
and confessed he liked wearing women's clothes. He even admitted he was
curious what it must be like to be a woman. He begged me not to leave him.
That's when I told him about how I had once been a man, that at times I
missed it but that he made me enjoy being a woman. I told him about how I
had gotten the magic ring, the money and the restaurant. Then I told him
how much I loved him, and would never leave him.
He asked if I missed being a man and about the ring. He then asked if I
wouldn't mind trading bodies with him. I got the book and the ring out of
my safety deposit box, and acquired the necessary ingredients.
The next day I put on the ring, and gave Bob a blow job he would never
forget. I licked and kissed his penis, then it happened, I felt like I was
floating, the next thing I knew I was looking down at the body of Carol.
She smiled back at me. Then started feeling her breasts and beaver. We
went to bed and I made love to her. It was long hot steamy love. We didn't
leave the house for a week.
She really enjoyed wearing the frilly things in the bedroom, and to walk
around town in fancy dresses. She was even brave enough to wear a swimsuit
at the beach. She especially loved tiring different bras to see how she
could reshape her breasts.
At this point we change bodies every few months or so. We both discovered
that each sex has its special joys, especially if you have someone you
love and trust, you end up with something extra.
THE BEAGLE
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