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A Cat's Tale By Julie O Edited by Amelia R. Author's note: This story was in part inspired by a very strange dream I had recently. Chapter 1 Derek Silva logged onto his computer. He had recently found a very interesting chatroom, and he was hoping that there would be some exciting people in there that evening. It was a little after eleven PM, but Derek didn't care; it was summer, and he had no worries until fall when his college classes started up again. He smiled to himself that unlike many of his friends, he didn't have to work to earn tuition. He had been left a sizable inheritance from his grandparents to pay for school. He'd also cleaned up in several poker games he had played in over the school year. He made enough money that he could relax the whole summer. Now he wasn't a slacker; he had worked hard as a chemistry major, and after three years of college, his GPA was 3.90. Still, he felt he owed himself a break, and this summer would be his last chance, as he would be going to grad school the following year, and that was a year round program. Nope, this summer he would spend indulging himself. The chatroom was just one of his joys. It wasn't a sex site or anything like that; no, it focused on sorcery magic. All his life he'd had fantasies about physical transformation. His DVD collection was mostly movies that featured characters being transformed. Deep down, his logical side told him that it was just fantasy, but still he'd had some cool talks in the chatroom. He brushed back his shaggy blonde hair from his eyes and popped open a large bottle of Mountain Dew as he logged in. Other than his fantasy for transformations, he considered himself pretty normal. While he was currently single, he'd had several girlfriends in his three years at the university. True, he'd had a drunken fling with a guy one night, but he considered himself to he a normal heterosexual male. The first thirty minutes in the room nothing much happened. There were a few regulars, but Derek didn't feel like chatting with them tonight. He had the strangest feeling that something remarkable would happen. Chapter 2 An hour later and two empty bottles of Dew later, he was ready to call it a night and head down to the twenty-four hour coffee shop. But then a new person came in the room who caught his attention. Her name was Minda. Normally, he didn't immediately contact someone when they came in, but he had a hunch about her. Derek: Hi Minda. Minda: Hi Derek: I haven't seen you in here before, I would have remembered the name; it's very pretty. Derek shook his head at the corniness of his words. Thank god he wasn't talking to her face to face, he thought; not that he was much better with women in person. Minda: It's Native American, and it means knowledge. Derek: Cool. Well, he thought, she was still talking to him. They made small talk for a few minutes until she requested to talk in private, and Derek immediately agreed. Minda: I have to admit that I haven't been totally honest with you. Derek shook his head. Okay, here it comes; she's some sort of a nutcase, or she's really a guy or something like that. Minda: I've been in the room several times, under different names, and have been checking you out. Derek: Really? He was stunned by her words as he took a sip of his soda. Minda: Yes, I've noticed that you are truly into the idea that physical transformation can occur and aren't just here for some sexual turn-on. Derek: LOL. Minda: Well, am I right? Derek: Yes, that's right. Minda: Good, then I have a proposition for you, if you promise to hear me out completely and that you'll also keep an open mind. Derek: Okay, what's on your mind? Minda: I have acquired a Mayan text, and it contains what looks like spells to transform humans into animal form and back again. Derek stared at the words on his computer screen and wondered when the punch line would come up. He decided to play along and see what she wanted. Derek: You can read Mayan? Minda: Yes - oh, I guess I should tell you a little about myself. I have a doctorate in ancient languages and have been studying the Mayan language my entire adult life. I found a copy of the original text in a church archive in Costa Rica. I have dated it to back to the early days of the Spanish conquest. Derek: And it has spells to transform humans into animals? I'm surprised that the Spanish didn't destroy it as heresy. Minda: Me too, but it was hidden in the binding of another text. I may have been the first person to see it since it was copied. Besides, I doubt if the person who copied it knew what they had. Derek: So what do you want from me? I'm a chemistry major. Minda: You have an open mind and seem truly interested in transformation. Derek: Go on. He wondered where this was leading to. Minda: I inherited a ranch in Montana; it's isolated and safe. Derek: And? Minda: Would you be interested in seeing if the spells actually work? Derek stared at his screen in disbelief. Minda: I'm serious Derek, and I will pay you for your troubles. I've translated three spells and am working on a fourth. Derek: You mean you want me to be your guinea pig? Minda: LOL. No, I can't change you into a guinea pig, but how about a jaguar? Derek took another sip of soda. Derek: You're serious. Minda: Yes. I need someone to try the spells out on. I would use myself, but I need to study the spells as they take effect. Derek: And you can transform me into a jaguar and back again? Minda: I'm positive that I can, and if the spells don't work, you still get paid. How does fifty thousand dollars for the summer sound? Derek: 50k? Minda: Yes. I will try all four spells on you in that time. You will get the money whether or not the spells actually work. He thought about it, fifty grand was a lot of money and besides he didn't have any other real plans for the summer. Then there was the possibility that she could actually transform him into an animal and back again. Derek: What else ... besides the jaguar? Minda: An anaconda, tapir, and coatimundi. The coatimundi is the last spell that I'm working on. It has the most difficult instructions. Derek: Why is that? Minda: From what I can tell, it's due to the mass change, in the other changes you won't lose mass. An adult coatimundi weighs less than twenty pounds. Derek: That makes sense. So what were these spells used for? Minda: I don't know, but I suspect it had something to do with religion. The spells do specifically say that they are reversible. In fact, they state that the person will only stay in the form for seven days. Derek: That's a relief. Minda: Does that mean you're interested? Derek paused before replying. Minda: I know this sounds crazy, but I really need to know if these spells work. It would be a major discovery. Derek: There's more to it than that, am I right? Minda: I knew you were smart. Okay, I'm not interested in academic fame from these spell. I mean, most people would freak out if they knew I could turn them into an animal. Derek: Why then? Minda: I want to gain real insight into the ancient Mayans. I know that if I can get these spells to work, then it would give me new knowledge of these people. So, are you interested? I know this is a big decision, so why don't we meet back in this room tomorrow. I can give you my e-mail address if you like. Derek scratched his head. This was a pretty wild offer, and she was willing to pay him. The idea of becoming an animal was also a dream come true. Derek: Okay, sounds good. I'll give you mine in return. Ten minutes later Derek was still staring at his computer screen, wondering if Minda was telling him the truth. It could have been a joke, but something deep down told him that she was being honest. He decided to call it a night and sleep on it. Chapter 3 Derek got up around ten, and after showering and grabbing a bagel, he headed off to the city zoo. He had lived in the city for three years and had never gone there, but he knew they had a great exhibit on Central American animals. Derek thought about what Minda had said on his way there. He was six-one and weighed around one hundred and seventy pounds, so changing into the larger animals wouldn't be a big deal. The much smaller coatimundi would be a very interesting change. He also wondered if the change would be painful and whether he would maintain his conscious self or if he'd blank out and just be an animal. The jaguar was asleep, but he could see the big orange and black spotted cat as it dozed by the front of a fake cave. It was a beautiful animal, and he had always been fond of them. He then headed over and watched the tapir for a while. It was a strange looking animal with its small prehensile nose. The animal slipped into the water of its pool and seemed to be quite at home. Only its head was visible as it took refuge from the summer's heat. Next, he went to the reptile house and found the anaconda. It was coiled up in the corner of its exhibit. The only sign it was alive was the tongue flickering in and out of its mouth. It didn't look all that exciting, he thought. He was lucky to find that the zoo had a coatimundi out with one of its handlers. It looked similar to a raccoon, but had a longer snout. The handler told the crowd that it was a member of the raccoon family and would eat just about anything. The woman who was showing off the animal explained that while some people thought that coatimundis would make good pets, they were mistaken. She said that while they looked cute, they were still wild and very curious, and that in a house they would get into anything and everything. Also, while they were social, they don't appear to accept discipline or hierarchy like a dog. Derek thought it might be a fun animal to be for a week, assuming Minda could make the spell work. Actually, he was more interested in the shape shifting process, moving from one being into another. He went home and wrote Minda a long email stating that he was still interested and that he wanted to talk more about her plan. Chapter 4 Minda: I need to know a few things about you; what are your measurements? Derek: I'm 6-1 and weigh one hundred and seventy pounds; yeah, I know I'm a bit of stick. Minda: That's okay. Now are you in good health? Derek: I passed my last physical with flying colors. Minda: LOL. Okay, I don't mean to pry, but these spells may cause you great stress, and I want you to be safe. Derek: What will happen after I am transformed? I mean, will I still have the mind of a man, or will I be all animal? Minda: I don't know. Derek: Will you be safe? Minda: I have had enclosures built that will hold you after you change. The ranch used to be a cattle ranch, and I had the facilities modified. It should keep us both safe. Derek: That makes sense. So when do we start? Minda: How soon can you come to Montana? Derek thought about it. Derek: I can leave in a couple of days. Minda: Good. Are you driving here? Derek: Yes, so where do I meet you? Minda: My place is north of Livingston. Drive there and check into the Best Western. I'll meet you there, and we'll go out to my place. Derek: In other words, you want to check me out first? Minda: Okay, that's true. I just want to make sure that you are legitimate. Derek: Hey, you're the one who claims they can transform me into an animal. They traded telephone numbers, and she said that she would take care of his reservations at the hotel. Derek packed that evening, too excited to sleep. Yes, it was a bit crazy, but he didn't have any plans for the summer. If she turned out to be a nut job, he could always go down to Yellowstone National Park, so the trip wouldn't be a total waste. Chapter 5 Derek was sitting on his bed eating a burger from a fast food joint when there was a knocking at the door. He got up and looked out the peephole and saw an attractive looking woman standing outside his room. He opened the door and smiled. "Hi, I'm Derek." She smiled and walked inside. "Pleased to meet you, Derek, I'm Minda Stewart." She looked younger than he had expected. He expected a PhD to look a little older. Otherwise, she looked as he had expected. Minda had long raven colored hair that flowed down to the small of her back. Her face had the classic look of a Native American, with prominent cheekbones and dark piercing eyes. She was dressed in jeans, a white blouse and a multicolored vest. Derek wasn't sure, but the design of the vest looked Navaho. Around her neck was a turquoise and silver necklace. She was a few inches shorter than Derek, and she had an athletic build. She loved the outdoors and spent much of her free time hiking and camping. "How was your trip out here?" she asked. "Nice, I made a few stops along the way. I've never been to the west before," he replied. "I was born out here. My mother was Navaho and lived in New Mexico. My father was from Montana," she replied. "Is he also Native American?" asked Derek. She shook her head. "Scotch-Irish. He was an engineer, and he met my mom when he was on a job. They married and moved here." "Where are they now?" he asked. "They're retired and live in Arizona," she replied. "Are you always this nosey?" Derek laughed. "No, just with people who are going to turn me into a large snake." Minda smiled. "Point taken." She sat down in a chair. "You mind if I ask you some more questions?" Derek sat down on the edge of the bed and shook his head. "You're from Rhode Island, right?" she asked. "I go to college there, but I grew up outside Hartford," he replied. "My dad still lives there, and my mom lives in Boston." "Divorced?" she asked. Derek nodded. "They broke up when I was in high school - not that they were all that loving before." "I'm sorry to hear that," she replied. "It's okay. I'm long over it." "Did you tell them where you were going?" Derek shook his head as he picked up a fry and popped it into his mouth. "They're both too busy with their lives to worry about me these days. Dad is married to a woman six years older than me, and Mom is too busy being a congressional aide. The last time I saw them was last Christmas." "Um, just in case something goes bad, who do you want me to contact?" she asked. He shrugged. "I'll give you both their addresses, but it doesn't really matter." Minda nodded. "Have you always been interested in transformations?" He nodded. "As far back as I can remember. I've studied many of the legends and tales. Maybe I've always thought that I was different - not who I should be; I don't know. I've had a lot of dreams were I was something or someone else." "Dreams can be very powerful," she stated. "I agree. I just know that there's something different about me; as to what it is, I have no idea," he replied. "So, when do we start?" "We can go out to my place in the morning. I have some supplies to pick up in town. We're a little off the beaten path. I have a room here tonight, so take it easy and we'll go to dinner together and talk more, okay?" "Sounds like a plan," he said. "Oh, and I'll give you a cashier's check in the morning; that way you can deposit it before we leave town," she stated as she stood up. "Okay," he replied. The money was nice, but he was more interested in the idea of being transformed. "I'll stop by 'round seven," she said. "It's a deal," he replied as he got up to let her out of his room. "I'm glad you came, Derek; this will be an incredible experience for both of us," she stated as she left. "I hope so," he replied. Chapter 6 "What makes you think that the spells will really work?' asked Derek as he cut into his steak. "Well, I just consider it a hunch. I know that may not sound that scientific, but the translation doesn't appear to be anything else. It described the ingredients for each spell in detail. I suspect it was something passed down from one shaman to another," replied Minda. "So I will have to swallow something?" he asked. She nodded. "None of the ingredients by itself is poisonous, so if it doesn't work, I don't see any harm." Derek laughed. "That's so comforting." "Hey, it wasn't easy acquiring all the ingredients, especially some of the flower blossoms." "Hey, I trust you... or else I wouldn't be here. Oh, speaking of which, how many other people have you tried to get before me?" "Just a few, but they all thought I was kidding or that my offer was a come-on for kinky sex," she stated. Derek laughed. "So what are you going to turn me into first?" "I was planning on the anaconda, unless you have a preference," she answered. Derek shrugged his shoulders. "That's fine. I have to admit that the one I'm looking forward to the most is the jaguar." "You too?" she asked. "They're incredible animals. I did some online research before I came out here," he replied. "The Mayans saw them as gods," she said. "I can understand why, they were definitely the boss of the jungle back then," he stated. "Yes, it's too bad they've been hunted so much." "Someday I'd like to go down there and go on a nature trip to see one in the wild," said Derek. "I hope I will remember what happens to me when I change." "I plan on videotaping each transformation, so you will be able to see it later," said Minda. "Cool," he said. He then looked around the restaurant. "What are you looking for?" she asked as she leaned over. "Hidden cameras and the TV host who will jump out and tell me this is all a reality show." Minda laughed. "I would never do something like that to you. I may take you on David Letterman while you're an animal, but that's different." Derek chuckled. "Very funny." Chapter 7 Derek followed Minda's truck out of town the following morning. He was amazed at how little traffic there was once they left town, and even though she drove fast, he had no trouble keeping up with her. The ranch was down a three mile long dirt road. There was a large single story house and several barns. The open grasslands around the building had cattle grazing all around. Derek helped Minda unload her truck, and he asked her about the cattle. "They're not mine, I just lease out the pasture to other ranchers. I'm not into ranching; I just love the solitude of this place," she replied. "In the fall, the elk come out of the hills for the rut; it's my favorite time of the year." After lunch, she showed him around the ranch. Inside the main barn were several caged-in areas. "The big one will be for when you're a tapir or a jaguar. The cage is large so you'll have room to roam around," she explained. "The ramps and multiple levels will be appreciated when you're a big cat." He pulled at the thick mesh wire and found it was very sturdy. "I can't have you escaping," she noted. "Especially when you're a jaguar, the locals would love to take a shot at you." "Yikes," he replied. "I notice there's a big depression in the floor, is that for a pool?" She nodded. "As you probably know, tapirs like water." "So where is my snake house?' he asked. "Over here," she said. She led him to a large glass enclosed structure. There was a pool in one end, and in one of the other corners there was a heat lamp mounted. "It gets cool at night, even in the summer, and I don't want you to get sick; you will be cold-blooded." "Makes sense," he said as he examined the structure. "It looks a lot like the one at the zoo back home." "I studied several zoos and their enclosures, as I want you to be as comfortable as possible. Now let me show you the last one," she said. It was a large cage, with multiple levels and a log set inside, propped up against one of the corners. There were lots of places to run, climb and hide. "I tried to make it a coatimundi paradise," she stated. "Look like fun" he noted. "This must have cost you a lot. I didn't know college professors were that wealthy?" She laughed. "I'm not; I built most of this myself. I was raised on a ranch, so I'm pretty handy with tools." "So where did the fifty grand come from?" "A variety of sources, I've had a few book published and I've made some money consulting for people," she replied. "Don't worry, I'm not broke." Derek nodded. "Okay, when do we get started?" "Tomorrow, I have to mix up the spell this evening, and I don't want to rush it," she said. "Sounds good," he replied as he stared at the cage. Chapter 8 Over steaks cooked on the outside grill, they talked about the impending experiment. "So, do you still want to go through with it?" she asked. Derek nodded. "I've thought through everything that could happen, and I'm willing to take the risk." "Everything?' she asked. "Yes, okay, first off the spell might not work," he said as he wiped his lips with his napkin. "If it does, then there's the possibility that I might not transform back." "I've thought about that myself." "Well, if I don't and the transformation is total, then I won't know or care," he stated. "And if you maintain your consciousness?" "Well, then I get to see life from a totally different viewpoint. I suppose we should work out some signal that it's me," he said. "Good idea. How about I put two signs in your cage, one will say yes and the other no. I will ask you questions and you can point to the correct sign." "That's assuming I can still read; why not make them different shapes instead - say a circle for yes and a triangle for no?" "Okay, I'll make up the signs tonight," she said. "Any other concerns?" "Well, there's the possibility that I don't change back all the way," he said. "I've thought about that too," she replied. "If I do turn into some sort of man-beast, don't let me hurt anyone," he stated, "if you get my drift." "I'm not going to kill you," she stated. "If I am a threat, you may have to," he replied. "I will try to change you first. I do have a tranquilizer dart gun, and I should be able to knock you out, if you do turn into a were-coatimundi, or something like that," she stated. "I trust you'll do the right thing," he said. She took a sip of her beer. "Why do you want to do this?" "As I told you earlier, it's always fascinated me, and for some reason I've always thought I was different, like I wasn't in the right form, if that makes any sense to you. Maybe by doing this, I can figure out what's been bugging me my whole life." "In what ways do you think you're different? Can you give me more information?" Derek sighed. "I just have never felt comfortable with who I am; I don't mean my personality or sexuality, I've done some experimenting there; rather it's something more basic, but I can't put my finger on it. Does that make sense?" "I suppose it does. I hope you find what you're looking for," she replied. "Well, I need to check on the brew for the spell. I suggest you relax and then go to bed; it'll be an interesting day tomorrow." "I suppose you're right. Are you sure there isn't anything I can do to help you?" "No, I can do it myself. Good night, Derek." Chapter 9 The next morning, Derek and Minda were standing in the barn. He was wearing only a robe. "Now, once you're comfortable inside the enclosure, drink the spell," Minda instructed. "I'll be right out here and will keep an eye on you." "How soon after I drink this will the changes start?' he asked. "The text doesn't say, but I suspect it will happen pretty fast from what I can tell from the illustrations. Look, at this copy of the snake transformation," she said as she held out a copy of the text. Derek studied it for a minute or so and handed it back to her and smiled. "Let's get this party started." He stepped inside the enclosure and slipped off the robe. He sat down on the ground and draped it over his privates. He sniffed the pungent smelling fluid in the mug and looked out at Minda. "Okay, here goes nothing. I'll try to tell you what is happening for as long as I can," he stated. Minda nodded and crossed her fingers as she watched him drink the potion. She was so nervous that she almost forgot to turn on the video camera. She caught this near mistake and turned it on. She looked at the monitor and could see that the camera was focused on Derek. "It doesn't taste too bad, could use some sugar; it's a very tart," he said as he set the mug down. "I'll keep that in mind," she replied as she checked the VCR; it appeared to be operating correctly. She noticed that he had closed his eyes and appeared to wince slightly. "Are you okay, Derek?" she asked, as she turned to look at him directly. He opened his eyes, and she gasped. His eyes were now reptilian in shape and color. He appeared to try to respond, but the changes appeared to overtake his ability to speak. Minda watched in fascination as he swiftly changed into a large snake. His arms and legs fused with his torso. The color of his body changed from flesh colored to a mottled dark brown with black spots. His underbelly was turning whitish. The texture of his skin changed, and she could see scales forming over his entire body. His face changed, and in just a few minutes all traces of humanity were gone as his head became longer and flatter. A forked tongue began to flicker in and out of his mouth. She glanced at her watch and was amazed to see that the change had occurred in less than ten minutes. Derek slipped into the pool in the corner of his new home, and only his head was showing. Minda watched and tried to tell if there was any trace of his human intelligence. She replayed the tape and estimated that he was now eighteen feet long and probably weighed around two hundred pounds. "Derek, can you understand me?' she asked. The large snake made no movement. "Derek, if you can understand me, slide to the circle," she said. Again there was no reaction. She tried to communicate with the snake several more times before accepting the fact that Derek couldn't communicate with her. She was suddenly glad that she had built such a sturdy enclosure. Derek would be quite a handful to control. She did reach into the enclosure to get the robe and mug out. Derek seemed quite content to soak in his pool and ignored her as she reached into his new home. Two hours later, Derek slithered slowly out of his pool towards the heat lamp. He coiled up under the lamp, oblivious to the circle and triangle. Minda noticed that his behavior was normal for an anaconda. She wondered if he would retain any memories of his new form after he returned to human. The spell was due to last seven days, and so now all she could do was wait. It then hit her that the spell had worked, and she had to sit down in stunned silence. It had worked; she had just watched a man turn into a snake. The reality of it left her lightheaded. She then wondered if she should feed Derek. From her research, she knew that large anacondas could go weeks, if not longer, between meals, and she wondered if Derek was hungry. "Are you hungry, Derek?" she asked. The snake didn't respond. They had discussed feeding, but Minda was still a little uneasy about giving Derek a meal; after all, snakes liked live prey. She had seen a video of an anaconda attacking and eating its prey, and it made her a little uneasy. It shouldn't, as she was a scientist, but it did. Maybe it went back to some primal memory of when her ancestors were potential meals for large snakes. Minda shook off her own fears and knew that Derek's well being was what was most important. She knew what she had to do. Chapter 10 The small pig squealed as she carried it towards Derek's enclosure. She had bought it from a snake enthusiast in Livingston. She told him that she was looking after a friend's snake. When she told him the size of the snake, he suggested giving it a pig and had even arranged for her to purchase one. "Okay, Minda, you eat ham and bacon, so stop feeling bad about this," she said aloud as dropped the young pig inside Derek's enclosure. What happened next shocked her. She had half expected the snake to ignore the pig, but in a flash Derek struck and began to wrap his coils around it. She watched in fascination as he slowly suffocated the pig. The scientist in her took over as she observed Derek as he ate the pig whole. She now accepted that there must not be much human left in Derek's present form, as the snake had little trouble with the pig. It was nature in its finest glory. Soon all that remained of the pig was a large bulge in Derek's body. She was pleased that he appeared to be okay and hadn't suffered any injuries. He slowly slithered over to his heat lamp and appeared to fall asleep. The good news was that she wouldn't have to feed him again. Thankfully, the other forms of transformation ate more conventionally and wouldn't need living meals. She watched Derek and determined that he was okay. The alarm on her watch went off, and she let out a slight groan. It was getting late anyway, she thought as she stood up from her chair. "Good night, Derek, see you in the morning," she said If Derek heard her, he made no sign of it. She looked at him one last time. Too bad he's so big; otherwise she would have been tempted to examine him. However, after seeing how fast Derek struck at the pig, she knew that she couldn't risk it. Chapter 11 For the rest oft the week she watched Derek and wondered why anyone would ever want a snake for a pet, as they did very little. On the morning of the seventh day, she noticed that Derek appeared more active, almost restless. He began to slither around his enclosure. It was the most active that she had seen him. Soon it became apparent why, as he began to change back into a human. His tail began to slowly split to form legs, and arms began to appear out of his body. The color of his skin began to change, turning lighter as the texture changed, getting smoother as the scales disappeared. She watched as his face began to reform as the reptilian shape transformed back into human. It took less than ten minutes from when she first noticed the changes until Derek was human again. "Derek, are you okay?" she asked anxiously. "What happened? Didn't it work?" he asked as he sat up slowly. She laughed and ran to open the door of the enclosure. "Derek, it's been a week; you were a very large anaconda." Derek looked around and noticed the robe and mug were gone. "What? You mean it worked?" She handed him the robe as she nodded. "I have it all on tape. What's the last thing you remember?" He slipped on the robe and followed her out of the enclosure. "I felt slightly sick, as if I was feeling faint, and then nothing." "So you have no memories of being an eighteen foot long snake?" He shook his head. "Too bad, I would have liked to know what it was like." "I'll let you see the video, but I'm sure you'd like to clean up first," said Minda. "That sounds good. The strange thing is that I don't even feel hungry." "I'll talk to you about that on the way over to the house," said Minda. Chapter 12 As he showered, he thought about the fact that he had killed and eaten a whole pig. That was something that even his friends in the frat houses had never done. The shower felt wonderful, and he let the hot water hit his body for almost fifteen minutes. It was when he began to dry off that he noticed something strange. He took a deep breath and wrapped a towel around his waist. He stepped out of the shower and called out to Minda. "What's wrong?" she replied. "I think you should see this," he replied. She entered his bedroom, and he showed her what had alarmed him. "Is it painful?' she asked as she stepped closer to him. He shook his head as he pulled at a piece of skin on his arm. "It's like after sunburn, except it doesn't hurt." She watched as he pulled off a layer of his skin. "Do you think it's from being a snake?" he asked. She nodded as he continued to pull off the layer of skin. "You sure it doesn't hurt?" she asked. "No, it fact it feels better once it's off," he replied. "I think that I'm going back into the shower and try to get the rest off." "Wait a second, I have something that might help," said Minda. She left and quickly returned with a loofa. "Use this; it's good for your skin." Derek nodded. "Um, do you mind if I examine a piece of your skin?" she asked. "No, go ahead," he replied. Chapter 13 Thirty minutes later, Derek stepped out of the shower. He flexed his arms and legs and was pleased with how good he now felt. He noticed that Minda had left a bottle of skin moisturizer out for him, and he used it liberally on his body. After dressing he tracked down Minda, who was studying his skin under a microscope. "Find anything interesting?" he asked. She looked up and smiled. "Thankfully, no, everything looks normal. Granted, I'm no expert, but I took a lot of biology classes. I was initially worried that you might have retained some reptile after your return to human. However, it looks normal; still I'm going to send it to a friend - don't worry, I won't tell them who it is from." "That's great; I don't want to have to strangle my dinner from now on." Minda laughed. "You might not think it's so funny when you see the tape." "Can we wait until after dinner? I'm famished." "Sure, I thought you might be hungry, and I have some chicken breasts marinating. They'll be ready to throw on the grill as soon as the coals get hot." "Cool," he replied. "Come on, you can help me," she said. "Tell me, besides being hungry, how do you feel?" "Surprisingly normal. I feel like I just woke up after a very long and restful sleep," he replied. "I'm a little disappointed, as I would have liked to have experienced life as a snake." "I've been thinking about that. Maybe the snake's mind wasn't advanced enough for you to comprehend what was happening. I'm hoping in the more advanced animals you can retain your human essence." "Cool, hey, I'm going to fix myself a sandwich while we wait for the chicken to cook," said Derek. Chapter 14 After dinner they watched some of the videos. Derek watched in total fascination as he transformed into the very large snake. He ate popcorn as he watched the video. "When did you lose awareness?" Minda asked. "Right before my eyes changed," replied Derek. "The last thing I remembered was a sensation like a sinus headache was coming on. The next thing I remembered was waking up in the enclosure." They watched more of the tapes. Derek was amazed at how big he was as a snake. "I understand why you didn't try to inspect me," he said. "You'll understand even more in a moment," she said as held up another tape. "This is the one with the pig; you want to see it?" Derek nodded. "Sure, why not?" "Okay, but it's pretty shocking," she said. Derek watched as he struck at the pig. "Oh my god, that was unbelievable. I can't believe how fast that was." "I know, it's a bit frightening." "Now, I'm really glad you didn't go in the enclosure. I would hate to have eaten you." Minda laughed. "I think I would have been too big for you to swallow, but you were definitely dangerous." Derek watched the tape and shook his head. "So when do we do the tapir?" "Not for a few days. I want you to recover. You lost a little weight, and even though you ate a lot of dinner, I would like you to get your weight back." "I only lost five pounds," he said. "True, but you're the one who said that you're a stick," she replied. "Okay, you win," he answered. "You sound disappointed," she said. "Well, in a way I am. I was hoping to at least experience the change. I'm hoping that you're right and my next change will give me some insight into being an animal. Look, don't get me wrong, this is incredible that the spell worked, but I still want to feel it; does that make sense?" "I suppose so. I just want you to be safe. I also need to stockpile enough food to feed you," she replied. "I suspect that the transformation process affects your metabolism. I think that's why you've been so hungry." "Speaking of which, is there any of that chicken left?" Minda nodded. "Of course, if you get really hungry I can always get you another pig." Derek started laughing and was joined by Minda. "I think I'll stick to the barbecued chicken for now," he replied. Minda's alarm on her watch went off. "What's that for?" he asked. "Nothing," she replied. "I just keep forgetting to reset it." Chapter 15 By the end of the week, they were ready to take on the next spell. Minda's friend had called back and said that the skin sample was totally human, although he was curious about the size of the sample. She just explained that it was a friend who had an allergic reaction. This time, Minda allowed Derek to watch as she mixed the ingredients together. She was using a laminated copy of the Mayan text to double check her translated notes. Noticing Derek's interest, she explained each step. "What does that symbol mean; the one at the top of the text?" he asked. "I don't know; it's outside the text for the spell, and obviously didn't affect the effectiveness of the snake spell," she explained. "I've shown it to several friends who are experts in Mayan culture, and they couldn't identify it." "Do you think it's important?" asked Derek. "I doubt it. If it was, it would have been in with the rest of the text. It also appears to have been done by a different person; notice how the style is different." Derek nodded. "I'm not worried or anything, just curious." 'I understand. Well, the spell is done; it has to sit for a day. Let's go fill up your pool," she said. "Sounds good," he replied. The pool would take several hours to fill. Derek explored the large enclosure that would be his home after his transformation into a tapir. The floor was covered with earth; he crouched down and poked down with his finger. "It's six to eight inches deep," said Minda, as she watched him. "I figured it would be more comfortable for you." Derek smiled back. He stood up to explore the rest of the enclosure. He knew that the ramps would be of little interest to a tapir, they were there for the jaguar. He turned his attention to the large boulders stacked together. He walked behind them and found a large area, hidden from the front. "Tapirs are shy in the wild, and this area will allow you some privacy. I'll be able to see you through the camera I have mounted up there," stated Minda, as she pointed upward. "Are we going to try the communication thing again?" he asked Minda nodded. "I already set up the symbols near the front of the enclosure. Hopefully, you'll be able to communicate with me this time." "I hope so," he replied. "It will make it more interesting." Chapter 16 The next morning, they were standing in the enclosure together. Derek had a towel wrapped around his waist, and he was holding the mug that contained the spell. "Are you ready?" she asked. Derek nodded. "Do you want to leave first?" "I'd better. I'll be right outside; call me if you need anything." Derek watched as she walked out of the enclosure and locked the door from the outside. He sniffed the mug and shrugged. It didn't smell any worse than before. He took a deep breath and downed the solution. Derek set the mug down on the rocks and then looked down at his hands. He rubbed his fingers together as if they were asleep. "Is everything okay?" asked Minda. "I have a strange tingling in my hands, and it appears to moving up my arms," replied Derek. "Keep talking to me for as long as you can," she said. "I will. I'm getting the same feeling in my toes, and it's also moving up my legs," he stated. He then appeared to lose his balance. He tried to steady himself for a moment before falling down to all fours. "Talk to me, Derek," ordered Minda. "I can feel something happening. I can't stand up, but there's no pain," he replied. She noticed that the towel had fallen away as his stomach appeared to be growing. "Look at my skin," he said. The color of his skin was turning dark brown, although his belly was turning white. He held out his left arm and watched in fascination as his hand changed into a four toed hoof. The right hand did the same. He then noticed that he was easily walking around on all fours. He turned to Minda and started to speak, but all that came out was a shrill whistle. Minda watched as Derek completely changed into a tapir. His face now had the standard cream colored markings along with the distinctive prehensile nose. The edges of his now pointed ears were also tipped with white. She estimated that Derek was maybe four feet in length and was three feet high. He now had a small tail too. "Derek," she said. The tapir looked up. Maybe he's still there, she thought. "Derek, do you understand me?" The tapir turned and walked slowly to the signs. He nudged the circle sign and let out a whistle. "That's wonderful, Derek!" Derek nudged the circle again. "Are you hungry?" she asked. He nudged the circle again and then whistled again. "I'll get you some food," she said. A few minutes later, she was standing next to the tapir as it ate. This was so fantastic. Not only did the spell work, but Derek still had awareness. She then noticed something which caused her to shake her head in disbelief. As Derek ate, she crouched down next to him and began to examine his body. "I'm going to take some photos of you, Derek; is that okay? Whistle twice if it is," she said. Derek stopped eating his fruit long enough to whistle twice, he then went back to eating. She took a series of photos and tried to hide her concern. She decided she wouldn't share her concerns with Derek right now. No, she would send the photos to a friend who was zoological expert. "I'll be back in soon, Derek," she said. Derek stopped eating and rubbed against her like a cat would; he then returned back to his meal. Chapter 17 A short time later, Minda was talking to her friend on the phone. "It's a nice looking Baird's tapir - looks around a year, maybe two years old from what I can see from the photos you sent me," explained Lynn Walsh. "She looks very healthy." That confirmed her fears; Derek was now female. "Thanks. A friend sent me the photos; I'm using them in my studies of the Mayans." "Cool, well, it's a fine looking animal. I can give you some information you can pass on to your friend if they're interested in breeding her," said Lynn. "Okay, I will, thanks. Talk to you later," said Minda as she hung up the phone. The spell said nothing about changing the gender of the person being transformed. Just to make sure, she pulled out the original and began to study it again. After a few hours of studying the text, she found nothing. Then she wondered about the strange symbol above the text, maybe that had something to do with it. She glanced at her watch and headed back to see how Derek was doing. Derek was in the pool and whistled excitedly as Minda entered the barn. "Do you feel okay, Derek?" Derek left the pool and pressed against the circle. She thought about her next question. "Derek besides being a tapir, do you feel different?" Derek stared at her for a moment and then pressed against the circle. Derek then turned and faced her and whistled loudly. "Yes, I have noticed something about you, do you want to me tell you?" Derek nudged the circle again. Minda took a deep breath. "You're female, do you understand?" Derek stared back. "I don't know why, but you're a female tapir. I confirmed this with a friend. Do you understand?" Derek turned and pressed against the circle. "Derek, I don't know if this is permanent. I checked the text and there is no indication that this would happen. I'm sorry," she said. Derek whistled at her. "You must hate me," she said. Derek pressed against the triangle over and over again. "So you're not angry at me?" Derek pressed the triangle again. "You don't mind being female?" she asked. Derek pressed against the triangle again. "Wow," she said. "I suppose it really doesn't matter just as long as you return to being a human male." Derek pressed against the circle and then returned to the pool. Chapter 18 Minda did some research on tapirs and determined that Derek was a young female, maybe two years old in tapir years, meaning she was just entering sexual maturity. Thankfully, there were no male tapirs around, so she didn't have to worry about Derek wanting to mate. She learned that gestation lasted over four hundred days - wow, that would be something to experience. She then wondered if Derek had been female when he had been a snake. Unfortunately, she'd never checked for gender, as she didn't think it would be an issue. She wondered what would happen if Derek's gender didn't change back when the week was up. Minda did notice that Derek didn't seem to mind that he was now female. She spent most of her time sleeping, eating, and soaking in her pool. Thankfully, Derek maintained her consciousness, and Minda was able to communicate with her, although at most times Derek behaved as tapir. On the last day of Derek's life as a tapir, Minda asked her a question. "If it was possible, would you like to mate and get pregnant?" asked Minda. "Don't worry; it's strictly a hypothetical question. I have no intention of bring a male tapir here." Derek looked at her and then trotted over to the circle and pressed it. Minda was shocked. "Did you feel this way earlier in the week?" Derek pressed the triangle. "Do you see yourself as female now?" Derek pressed the circle. "Wow," she stated. Obviously, over time Derek was adapting to her new gender. "Well, you'll be human again tomorrow." Derek reluctantly pressed the circle. Chapter 19 The next morning Derek began to change back into a human. Minda watched anxiously to see what gender Derek would be. It soon became evident that Derek was becoming a man again. "How do you feel?" asked Minda as she handed him a towel to wrap around his waist. "Tired and hungry," he replied as he covered himself up. "What about inside?" He shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not sure. Part of me is a little disappointed that I'm not a woman." "You mean that?" she asked as they left the enclosure. He nodded. "Look, after you shower and change, we'll talk about this over lunch. Do you have any preferences?" He smiled. "No salad, please. I need something more substantial" Minda laughed. "I guess you got your share for the last week." Chapter 20 Minda cooked burgers for lunch, and she noticed that Derek was ravenous. "Is your body the same?" she asked. Derek nodded as he swallowed a bite of the burger. "Everything is functional." Minda laughed. "That's more than I wanted to know, but thanks for telling me." "Inside, I still feel a little different. You remember when you asked me if I wanted to mate?" Minda nodded. "I would have done that without hesitation," he replied. "Well, judging by your size, you looked like a tapir just entering sexual maturity, maybe it was your animal chemistry." "I don't know; it felt deeper than that," he replied. "Did you ever feel that you wanted to be a woman before all this happened?" "I thought about it, but more in the terms of the transformation than really wanting to be a woman, if that makes sense," he replied. "Do you still feel that way?" He nodded as he took another bite of his burger. "I'm not sure we should continue," said Minda. "I mean, I now know the spells work." Derek shook his head. "Please don't stop just because of what happened last time." "Derek, you changed genders; I have no idea why that happened, and what will we do if you don't change back?" "Hey, it's my life," he said. "That's not good enough. How would we explain it? How would you function?" she stated as she counted off the reasons on her fingers. "I'm sure we could figure something out. Look, I never felt so at ease as I have the past week. I felt very comfortable being female, even though I wasn't human at the time," he replied. "And what happens to you if you don't change back?" "Well, the spells have worked so far, so I don't expect any problems with the jaguar spell... and if I stay a big cat, send me to zoo or an animal preserve," he said. "I don't know; this isn't what I expected," said Minda. "Look, I don't mind. I feel normal and have no desire to be a woman right now. I am willing to take the risks," he answered. "Please, Minda, I need this." "Okay, but you have a week to change your mind," she replied. "Thank you," he answered. "Now let me tell you what it was like being a tapir all week." Chapter 21 The week passed quickly for Minda as she studied the text to determine if the mystery symbol had something to do with Derek being a female. So far, she was stymied, as no one had ever seen the symbol before. Soon they were standing outside the large enclosure. Derek had a big smile on his face and a towel wrapped around his waist. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?' she asked. He nodded. "There's no harm in waiting. I would prefer to know more about the mystery symbol." "That could take years. Look, I don't blame you if something happens; this is my decision," stated Derek firmly. She gave him a hug. "Okay, go on in." He opened the door and stepped inside. Minda locked the door behind him. He held up the mug, and without another word, he drank it down. "Let me know as soon as you feel something happening," stated Minda from outside the cage. "I will," he replied. At first nothing appeared to be happening. Derek sat down on one of the ramps and crossed his legs. Minda then noticed something. "Derek, look at your chest." He looked down and saw that he was developing breasts. He gasped as he cupped them in his hands. "Oh my god!" he exclaimed. His voice sounded higher pitched. Minda could only watch as he continued to turn into a young woman. He stood up and the towel dropped down to show that his hips were larger. His penis was disappearing before their very eyes as it transformed into a vagina. Derek was now a very attractive young woman in every aspect. "I can't believe this!' he stated. A large smile was forming on his face. "Derek, turn around!" ordered Minda. She obeyed and discovered that a tail was forming at the base of her back. When Derek turned back around, Minda could see that Derek's face was changing. Her ears were pointed, and her nose and mouth were extending into a feline shaped snout. Whiskers began to sprout out on either side of her nose. Orange and black molted spots began to form all over her body, and a fine layer of fur began to sprout out all over. Minda snapped out of her shock. "Derek, are you okay?" A semi-smile formed on Derek's feline face. "Thiisss is incredible.... I don't ... know where to begin....." Minda noticed Derek was having trouble speaking. "Take your time," she ordered as she looked at what was best described as a cat-woman. Derek was now covered in fur, but still had human form. Her breasts were still very prominent, as was her female figure. Derek's face was a mix of human and cat characteristics. Minda watched as Derek's eyes changed shape and color. They were now larger and round. The color was now yellow. "Talk to me, Derek!" ordered Minda. Derek nodded and held out her hands and watched as they became paws. Her fingers retracted and large claws sprouted from her nails. He opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out was a growling sound. Minda noticed that Derek now had large fangs in her mouth. Derek's cat-person form only lasted for a few minutes as she fell down to all fours and changed completely into a full-grown female jaguar. "Derek, can you understand me?' asked Minda. Derek made a sound that sounded like a loud purr and moved to the circle and pawed at it. "Are you okay?" she asked. Derek pawed at the circle again and then looked at Minda. "That was incredible," stated Minda as she looked over and saw that she had remembered to turn on the camera. Derek pawed against the circle again. Derek was now around five feet in length, not including her tail, and stood around two feet at her shoulders. "Are you hungry?" Derek pawed at the circle again. "I'll get you some din-din, kitty," replied Minda. Derek let out a growl and then started to purr loudly again. "Great, I have a jaguar that has a sense of humor," she said as she got her dinner. She had recently purchased a steer, and she hoped that it would be enough to feed Derek for the week. "Okay, I'm coming in with your food," said Minda. Derek moved to the back of the enclosure as if to show she had no intention of either escaping or attacking. Minda left the beef in a large steel bowl and stepped out of the enclosure. Derek growled and moved swiftly to her dinner. Minda watched in awe as Derek devoured nearly forty pounds of beef in just a few minutes. Derek then stretched and flopped down by the pool. "You know, Derek really doesn't fit you now," said Minda. "Do you have any objections to me giving you a female name? Growl twice if it's okay." Derek let out a pair of growls. "How do you feel about Dominique?" she asked. "I have a friend in Belize with that name who studies cats like you." Derek stared back and then let out two growls. "Dominique it is," said Minda. "You know, I have to admit that when you were part cat and part human, it was a bit erotic." Dominique looked up and cocked her head. "Maybe that is part of the reason for the spells. Mayan myth has lots of tales of shape shifters; maybe this is where they came from," said Minda. "I wonder if the transformation back to human will be similar." Dominique began to lick one of her paws. Minda then decided to ask the cat another question. "Do you have a mating instinct?" Dominique growled twice without hesitation. Minda knew from her online research that if Dominique had a mating instinct, it also meant that she was in heat. She would have to watch Dominique very carefully as her instinct to seek a mate would be strong and she might try to escape. "And are you happy being female?' Dominique growled twice again and returned to her grooming. Minda nodded and then a strange thought entered her head. If Derek became female, she wondered if she would become male if she took the spell. Chapter 22 Dominique was soon asleep in the back corner of her enclosure. Minda still couldn't get rid of the image of the half-human half-cat person that Derek/Dominique had been. Minda watched the video and had to fight off the feelings of being aroused. She'd had a fling or two with other women, and it had always been very satisfying. But this was different. Minda stared at the video of Dominique just before she started to transform into a cat. The longer she stared at the video, the more aroused she became. Her nipples hardened, and she began to rub herself as she fantasized about Dominique. She knew that it was wrong, but she couldn't stop thinking about it. The feelings were overwhelming. She had noticed that Dominique had been marking her territory in the enclosure and the aroma seemed to be increasing her own arousal. She debated satisfying herself right there, but she wondered what it would do to Dominique, so she headed back to the house. She barely made it inside the house before she was stripping off her clothes. The feeling was almost primal and very strong. She sprawled out on her bed and began to finger her vagina as she reached for the vibrator that she kept in her nightstand. Thankfully, she found it without having to stop, and soon she was vigorously working the vibrator in and out of her body. It didn't take her long to work up to an orgasm, and she screamed out in pleasure as she came. Wave after wave of sexual satisfaction swept through her body. Her moans turned to almost animalistic sounds as she let all her feelings out. When it was over, she was exhausted, but it felt wonderful; her orgasm felt like it had swept through every part of her body. She barely had the energy to pull out the vibrator and turn it off. When Minda woke up, she felt wonderfully refreshed. In all her years, she had never had such a wonderful sexual experience. As she showered, she wondered if it was related to Dominique. The scientist in her took over, and she suspected that it couldn't just be a coincidence. Maybe the transformation was part of a ritual, she thought. Sex was used in many ancient rituals. She dressed and checked her computer. There was a message from a plant supply company in Belize. "Crap," cursed Minda as she read the message. Minda then headed back to the barn. Dominique was still asleep in the back corner, just like the many house cats she had had as pets over the years. Minda smiled. She took out a photocopy of the Mayan text and went through it with a fresh set of eyes. She had to have missed something in her original translation. Two hours later, she was still studying the text with no new insight. Dominique was now up and exploring her enclosure. Minda was tempted to go inside with the large beautiful cat, but decided that it wouldn't be a good idea. What if Dominique escaped? "Are you okay, Dominique?" she asked. The cat growled twice and continued to explore. "Would you be happy if you stayed a cat?" Dominique stopped for a second, then let out two short growls. "You mean that?' Dominique growled twice again. "I can't wait until we can have a better conversation," said Minda. "Oh, I do have some bad news. I can't do the last spell. It requires a flower blossom that isn't available right now. The plant is very rare and only blooms under certain conditions. Unfortunately, the weather conditions haven't been right this summer." Dominique stopped and stared at Minda with a look that almost looked like sadness. "Hey, I'm disappointed too. Well, enjoy your week as a beautiful cat, and we'll talk about it when you change back," said Minda. "Are you hungry yet?" Dominique growled once and went back to exploring her enclosure. Minda noticed that Dominique spent a lot of time sniffing the area where she had spent time as a tapir. Minda wondered if Dominique's jaguar instincts were taking over; after all, tapirs were on the jaguar menu in the wild. The big cat moved gracefully in her enclosure, bounding up the ramps to explore the upper area. Minda felt slightly envious of Derek/Dominique. Chapter 23 The week passed quickly for both Minda and Dominique. Minda was pleased that she was able to communicate with the jaguar, and that Dominique didn't loose her human consciousness. On the morning of the last day, Minda watched Dominique carefully to see signs of change. Part of her hoped that she would undergo the same sort of change as before. "Do you feel any different?" she asked. Dominique growled once, then paused and growled twice. Minda sat up and watched as Dominique began to change. Her body began to regain human form. Dominique was soon standing on her legs, but she was still feline in many ways. Her fur wasn't as thick, but it still covered her body from head to the tip of her tail. Large shapely breasts formed on her chest, and her body took on the look of a centerfold. She had big breasts, a thin waist and prominent hips and ass. Dominique's face morphed to look more human, but she still had whiskers and pointy cat ears. Her eyes were still round and orange Her whole body was covered in the pattern of a jaguar. Her body was covered in orange and black, with touches of white around her cheeks. Her breasts and belly also had white fur. Dominique ran her half hand-half paws over her body, as if she was exploring it. She still had claws but they were not as prominent. "Are you okay?" asked Minda. "I feel wonderful," purred Dominique, as she ran a hand across her breast. Minda found that she was doing the same as she stared back at the cat-woman. "You are stunning." Dominique's tongue ran across her lips, and then she opened her mouth to show that her teeth, while big and appearing sharp, were almost human. "I feel so... so alive and hot!" moaned Dominique. She then looked at Minda and smiled again. "Please.... Please join me." Minda stared back and felt as if she was falling under a spell herself, the more she stared into Dominique's eyes. She felt her breathing get heavier and feelings of sexual arousal growing. "I won't hurt you, Minda," said Dominique. "I just want to be with you. Please." Minda couldn't take her eyes off Dominique and walked slowly to the cage's entrance; the whole time she was undressing herself. She hesitated slightly at the door, but the sexual drive was too strong, and she entered the cage, closing the door behind her. Minda walked slowly up to Dominique, who held out her hand. Minda took it and was soon in Dominique's embrace. They began to kiss, soft at first, but building with passion. Minda became aware of the musky aroma of Dominique's fur, which only seemed to increase her own arousal. Dominique pulled her gently down to the ground, and they began to roll around in the cool moist earth that lined the cage's floor. Their hands began to explore each other's body.

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Saga 3 8211 Encouraging My Brother To Deflower 8211 Sravya8217s Tale

Hie all, this is Sravya penning down my experience again in ISS. Lemme give you a brief introduction about me. I’m actually from Hyderabad but studying in Vizag and let’s keep the rest of my personals in private. Thanks everyone for the appreciations for the previous two fantasies. Both of them and this present one include a set of common people. So go through all for a better understanding. I’m providing the links above. 1....

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My Lifes Tale

My Life's Tale Hello all you good people. This is a tale from a client. I will let Kim tell his tale. I was in our doctor's office. My mother and my twin sister Alexandra were with me. So was Sgt. Winston of the Sheriff's Department. I got in a fight and got a black eye. My opponent got a set of cracked ribs and his face smashed. I won the fight. Sgt. Winston asked me, "Kim why did you beat up Mr. Kimble?" I said, "Joey started messing with me, so I gave him what he needed...

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Trapped in a Fairy Tale

Trapped in a Fairy Tale By Carleton Vincent At the beginning of this tale, I was an eighteen-year-old boy named Shane Fletcher. I was basically pretty happy with myself the way I was. I was a perfect straight-A student and I was about to graduate high school with high honors. This academic success had earned me a full scholarship. I was headed for the university with the best computer science program in the state the next fall. With all of this going for me, I figured I...

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A Cinderella Spell Chapter 5 A Twisted Fairy Tale

A Cinderella Spell - Chapter 5, A Twisted Fairy Tale "So how much are your vouchers worth then?" an excited Monique asked me when we got on the bus into town. "We got ?100 each" I replied. "I can't wait to see what clothes you pick out for yourself." "What do you mean? And who says that I'm going to spend them on clothes?" I asked. "Come on" she said "You are the girliest girl I have ever met, including the snobby clique from school. Of course you're going to spend them...

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A Beggars Tale

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING! THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION. IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE. The copyright of this story remains with the author, Night Owl. This posting does not give you the rights to post this on any website. You must obtain the author's permission prior to posting. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------A Beggar’s Tale by Night Owl(Story Content:...

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Tall Tale

TALL TALE TALL TALEby Zebulon This is a work of fiction.? No reference to real persons is intended.? It contains strong, non-traditional sexual imagery and language.? If you don't like this kind of thing, don't read it. This story may be reposted anywhere as long as (1) proper credit is given, (2) I am informed of where it is being posted, and (3) I am allowed free access to the web site where it is being posted. ????????? Feedback is welcome.? [email protected] (MF, Bond) *?? *?? *??...

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Wildcats Short Story One

Wildcats: Terry's Spring Break The Wildcats came to Fictionmania one chapter at a time last year. The new novel, Wildcats, is a rewritten version that's 50% longer and much improved that has just been published on Amazon/Kindle. If you want to sample the story, there are a generous number of free chapters to read on Amazon. Wildcats: A Rock 'n' Roll...

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Altered Fates A Christmas Tale

ALTERED FATES: A CHRISTMAS TALE by BobH (c) 2012 Ed Geraghty sat down heavily on the changing room bench and sighed. He felt every minute of his fifty-six years, and then some. Any positive effect on his health of thirty five years pounding the streets delivering mail had been more than offset by the same number of years spent drinking hard liquor to excess. Not that this was an option open to him any more, given the precarious state of his liver. He was not a bad man, and had...

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A Halloween Tale

A Halloween Tale by J Lewis A few harsh intertwined tales thrown together last year too late to submit for Halloween in ‘09? Forgotten about, then dusted off, they’re a group of far reaching tales involving debauchery, sadism, masochism, death and pestilence, all in one mansion? All with different victims.  Just about everything to present a Halloween story where anything’s possible? Darker, eviler, they’re based on the supernatural, unlike anything I’ve yet presented.  (That may be another...

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PterisChapter 21 Damsel Anniersquos Tale

Pēteris was taking a break in the common room, when Annie and Katja came down with Hester trailing. They sat, and Annie began to nurse Tina. Annie took a hard look at Pēteris, and deciding something, she began, “You’ve rescued me, gathered me in, protected me, and sheltered and fed me. Not once have you questioned me or chastised me for breaking the rules and having Tina on Chaos. My name is Annie Veterinarian. I never had a reason to tell you ‘til now. I want you to know my story.” She...

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The MessengerChapter 7 The Tale

These were the dark years. The forces of greed and corruption had unleashed a chaos that even they themselves had not been prepared for. Fear fueled violence and violence spawned fear, fires raged and blood flowed, destruction reigned, and when finally the fires had gone out and the blood had seeped into the ground or flowed away with the rivers, a formerly prosperous country was lying in ruins. The Queen had not been able to protect her people, nor to protect herself. The walls of her...

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Cinderellas Taxi A Taxi Ride Universe Tale

(Eric's note: I edited, added a little bit, and put a little extra in the ending, but this is 90% my friend's work. It is a very poignant tale.) Cinderella's Taxi (A Taxi Ride Universe Tale) By Eric and Friend The twin girls were almost ready for bed, but their bodies were still full of energy at 9pm. It wasn't easy for their sitter to get them ready for bed in the first place. Even after begging and bribery, the twins still wouldn't get in the bed and sleep like the angels four...

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Nimas Tale

This story is a tribute to a friend outside my crossdressing social circle. He really does have the mantra that "to get on business, you have to be prepared to do anything." Just to clarify, he is not a multi- millionaire tycoon, but a corporate accountant. Finally, it has taken a while to publish because the plot of the first draft was utterly absurd and implausible. This version is hardly gritty realism but it is less silly. ********** It had been quite a dilemma for Ash. He...

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The Walker Colt Billys Tale

The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. This is the first part of a series of tales I want to write centered around the pistol. Each tale will be a stand-alone piece with a common theme....

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Cat Tales

Readers have been requesting more stories about my cats lately…or maybe I just wanted to share. Who can blame me, living with such freaks as these? Recently I’ve shared these stories with the wonderful people in the author’s hangout, and I wanted to share them with any readers brave enough to venture forth into a story about my pussies. So here are a few strange tales, and I hope you enjoy them. * * * I have three cats. Cosmic Creepers is my oldest cat, a five-year-old black boy cat. He’s a...

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Cat a Sisters Tale

Katherine is two years older than me and the best sister in the whole world. Katherine or as I have always called her Cat is a slender girl with long wavy blonde hair, a pert pixie face and full red lips. Cat studied Ballet and Dance since she was a child. She is kind, sweet, forgiving and dead sexy. I am a horrible brother! All I want to do is fuck Cat and use her little body like a whore. Seeing her at our pool in her string bikini made my cock so hard. After school I always meet Cat at the...

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A little Christmas tale

My uncovered nipples were perky and poking straight out of my chest my pussy was ready it was really quite wet I hoped he would fuck it, that would be best. Often had I wondered and thought of this night, this time I would catch him I thought with delight. Once caught I would show him and for himself he would see what a wonderfully naughty girl I could be. When finally I heard him it seemed like a dream, I knew if I waited I would miss him and his big throbbing beam. So softly I slipped...

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A Grim Northern Fairy Tale

"What?" Cinders asked of her step sister as she she raked out the fourteenth fireplace that morning, "Coming to Saddleworth?" "Yes coming to Saddleworth," Gertie said, "He's coming to open our new Town Hall" "Oh!" said Cinders. "He'll be coming up our road our Cinders," said her step sister Anna,"You'll have to chuck ashes in canal or road will be dusty."me." "Dusty?" Cinders asked, "In Yorkshire, get real!" "It were dry on our Harry's birthday," Gertie...

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The de Winters Tale

The de Winter’s Tale. Copyright © Naoko Smith 2015 Many thanks to Sara, curl4ever and Oggbashan for beta reading and giving me their insights into this story. It was the best job in the world! To start with, the pool belonged to Jeff Somers — the millionaire writer who created the Dara Cruft character. Carl had of course grown up playing the spin-off games from Somers’ books — and surreptitiously reading the books. To actually have a job taking care of Jeff Somers’ swimming pool was...

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MAGGIE A Lesbian Tale

MAGGIE (A Lesbian Tale)This tale takes place in the 1950s in the Midwest)In the middle of Wisconsin, most of the farms are run by families. Maggie used to live on a dairy farm with her husband. When he died in a trucking accident, she sold the farm and went to live in the city. Maggie was still young, in her early 50s, and worked in a dress shop as a saleswoman and she also did the accounting. When she was on the farm, a woman used to visit a few times a year selling sewing material, kitchen...

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Witch Chronicles 001 A TG Witches Tale

This is a story I wrote a while ago (3rd story I ever wrote actually). Truth is I never intended to even write a sequel to this story, but it has turned out to be a story that started a series of stories that I have collectively titled "WITCH CHRONICLES". Here is the series and the titles they were originally published under: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES...

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The Wishmaker A Dark Fairy Tale

The Wish Maker: A Dark Fairy Tale By Mother Kali Once in a land far away, there lived an extremely old woman who was called, not very imaginatively, "The Old Mother." This old lady lived by herself in a cottage at the very edge of the known world. She had been alive longer than even she could remember. Her face was as brown as tanned leather and deeply lined from all the time she spent in the sun. She was stooped and a little shriveled with age. She wore a plain black dress...

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Inside Out Not A Pretty Tale

Inside Out, Not A Pretty Tale ? by: r.gold My Introduction - This story is written as part of my therapy. It's not really meant for publication, but I'm only following my therapist's directions. I've been told that if I write it all out it will help me move along and feel better about myself. It contains my personally graphic language, my offensive attitudes, and my sexual descriptions that should offend anyone in their right mind. If you are bothered by this kind of thing, hang...

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A Loony Toon Tale

I will admit this came after remembering a joke told by George Carlin. Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck and Elmer Fudd are characters in the Warner Brothers Cartoon World. I am using them in a jestful tale. A Looney Toon Tale Bugs Bunny climbed into his hole that was his home. He grabbed a stiff metal brush. He began to brush out the shotgun pellets that came from Elmer Fudd and his Shotgun. When he removed all the pellets, he climbed into his shower. The hot water blast removed all the aches....

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A West Village Tale

A West Village Tale I'll admit it. Greenwich Village rules my heart and soul. I'm never leaving and I'll tell you a tale that will explain why. A few years ago on an early November evening, I walked down Hudson toward Bleecker. I had just closed Sweet Seasons, the flower and gift shop I co-own on Christopher and was walking toward my flat on Ann Street. I saw a blur run from the east side of Bleecker barely missing an old woman and heading straight into the intersection against...

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Clarissas Tale

This is my tale of how my relationship with my father took an unexpected, or maybe it was expected, turn from what I guess is the normal parent/child relationship to a taboo, incestuous one when I was sixteen. I guess I should start with a little back history. First, my name is Clarissa and most of my life I’ve been pretty shy. My mother’s name was Caralynn and she died when I was eight due to complications of my little brother’s birth. My parents had already been divorced two years when she...

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An Easter Tale

An Easter Tale. By Kyorii. Chapter 01 The tale of me. I loved reading stories I've been an avid reader all of my life, Mum said that I was a dreamer, but I just loved stories especially the ones with happy endings. In stories the impossible seems possible and magical things can and do happen, I recently read an old fable about a goddess called Ostara who loved children and to entertain them she one day changed her pet bird into a rabbit, the new rabbit then created brightly...

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A sting in the Tale

A sting in the Tale Brigid lay in the hospital bed, as impassive as ever. I couldn't help but wonder how much she actually understood of what was about to happen to her. We had told her she was finally to be rid of that most erroneous anomaly that lay between her legs. As it existed now it was shriveled and atrophied and devoid of function. She seemed willing, perhaps even excited to be rid of it. Not that her emotional range really extended as far as excited. It really only...

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The Displaced Detective Part 1 A Body Hopper Tale

The Displaced Detective, Part 1 (A Body Hopper Tale) By Limbo's Mistress Chapter One "Here you go, Detective," the barista behind the counter said with a little smile. "One double espresso latte with whole milk." I returned the smile as I reached out to take the cup of steaming coffee. "Thanks," I said. The pretty young clerk smiled again and turned to help her next customer, leaning slightly over the counter. Instinctively, my eyes slid down to admire her pert rear showcased...

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The First Story A bj darling Tale

The First Story - A "b.j. darling" Tale By Grace Love ------------- While this story contains truthful elements, it is a work of fiction and should not be construed as anything else. Nor should it be seen as condoning risky or violent behavior. All relationships portrayed are of a consensual nature and involve only individuals 18-years-of-age or older. ------------- Master does not allow me to cum. At all. Ever. i literally do not remember the last time i came. It was...

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Tell Tale

Synopsis.What happens when a man is taken by a woman who needs a pet? Remember: A man is not just for Christmas!An Adult Female Domination Tale by Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughCopyright ? 2013 Miss Irene Clearmont & Mrs Jessica McKovanaughTell Tale-----------The footsteps sounded hollow on the bare boards of the floor as she walked towards me. I could not see her, all was dark before my eyes, but her presence was tangible. A force that had captured me and confined me for her...

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Teen Fuck Toy A Thanatos Tale

Teen Fuck Toy – A Thanatos Tale – Part One Author's Note: This fictional tale contains images of torture and humiliation.It is meant for an adult audience that can tell the difference between fantasyand reality. -- Cerberus In a quiet section of Manhattan, a large anonymous brownstone serves as arest home for some members of the Thanatos Society who are too old to carefor themselves. While the residents are wealthy enough to pay a staff to carefor them at their homes, in their declining years...

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Rubber Fairy Tale

The Legend of the Latex Princess Rubber Fairy TaleBy Darqside There is an old legend that spans the fabric of time itself, well not really that old actually, but it will be around for a long time at the very least. Legend has it that there was once a young queen who ruled her people and her house with an Iron fist.? She was very strict with her Manservants and Maidservants.? She was a very selfish and indulgent woman by nature, and was very choosy about the men who courted her.? In...

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Williams Tale

William?s Tale William?s Tale By Lorgrom Hey there my name is William I?m 46 just under 5?8? and 166 lbs. I?m your average looking African-American. Unlike my inner-city brothers, I grew up in a lower upper class city. While most of the kids in school were white they accepted me as one of their own. Since my father was the lawyer for many of their parents. During my senior year of collage, I met Gwen. She was a freshman, who was only there because she qualified for one of those grants...

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Ninas Tale

Nina?s Tale By Dr. Quirt A young Afro-French girl explores her masochistic desires but gets a lot more than she bargained for. This story is the second of a trilogy, the first part being ?Julie?s Story? and the concluding part ?What Happened to Lucy?? Part 1 Hi, my name is Nina and I am going to try to tell you my sorry tale. I don?t know if this message will ever reach the outside world as I shall have to try to smuggle it out through one of the harem guards, tonight. I don?t think...

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The Perfect Family A Thanatos Tale

The Perfect Wife ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One The Perfect Family ? A Thanatos Tale ? Part One Note:? This is a work of fiction.? Any similarity with persons living or dead is purely coincidental. ?A family is but too often a commonwealth of malignants.???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? -- Alexander Pope  Thirty-one year old Larissa Monroe shudders as her son, Andrew, loudly...

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Marias Tale

The main character here is aligned to one member of our small social/support group who is a country mile ahead of the rest of us in passability, but lacks the confidence to make the most of the gift in anything other than events for crossdressers. The story itself is unintentionally longer than previous ones that I have posted, but it took a long time to write and kept hoovering up new sections. It is just a shame that I could not think of a decent ending, so if readers think the story...

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A Rock Roll Tale

"The blonde with the big tits in the Zep tee." Our drummer and bass player, brothers Sal and Rik Venturi also left requests. I waved him off, "Not tonight. Gotta work the day job tomorrow." Roscoe smiled and asked, "Not even a quick bj, Kev?" "Nope, gotta run." The Clown Show was an oddly named bar and club that often had us signed on for weekend gigs. Two 45 minute sets after an opening group, usually on the popular Saturday night. This one was a more rare Wednesday night as a...

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Sleeping Booty 8211 A Twisted Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a beautiful little princess. Her name was Aludra, which, in the language of her people, meant “unwanted one”. Of course she didn’t know this, because all the servants in the palace DID want her. They loved her dearly. She was sweet and pretty and fun to be around, whereas her mother was a stone cold class A Bitch. The Queen was such a bitch that, after her husband, the King, knocked her up with Aludra, she poisoned him. “Imagine!” she...

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A bored housewifes amusing tale

Life was a bit mundane for Tracy. She was married for about thirteen years. She was a wife, mother, daughter, friend, sister. But she felt very alone. Things were okay with her marriage. They had great sex, but did struggle connecting emotionally. This frustrated Tracy very much. Her husband was an introvert and she was more social. Then one day she went looking for something a little different. She had no intentions of cheating, but just wanted to see what was out there. She discovered that...

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The Heart of a Kitty a Kitty Girl Tale

Once upon a time, there was a girl with the heart of a kitten. Shy, and skittish, she was slowly coaxed from under the bed, or should I say, out of the closet by her owner, and then her new found friend and next door neighbor. Eventually, she shared her story, and became comfortable about talking about it, even writing about it, playing with a few select others who would throw balls of yarn for her or scratch her behind the ears and smile as she rubbed up against their legs, showering them with...

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My Ladys descent the butlerss tale

Note All characters are entirely ficticious and my apologies of any family or company names have inadvertently been used My Lady's Descent, the Butlers Tale. I was idly cleaning some silverware. The sun was shining through the drawing room windows. The lawns stretched away towards the lake with its island and folly while a gardener snipped ineffectually away at the lawn edges. It was an ordinary summers day. Mr Harrison my lord's stock broker and adviser arrived just after...

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Tales from the FuturePart 2 Iversons Tale

The group watched Iverson intently as he took a long swig from his mead pouch. The darkness fell around the group as they sat beside the brightly burning fire, drinking their mead and finishing off their stew. Iverson finally spoke: - Well. Where to begin? He mused tantalisingly. The young men shifted impatiently. All bar Romian, Luther and Iverson himself had rarely met let alone experienced the wonders of women! They all wanted to know what it was like! As highly hormonal...

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Rosette A Medieval Tale

Author’s note: The noble ladies of medieval France loved tales of women who had to put up with old and jealous husbands. Sometimes the stories were comic, sometimes tragic, sometimes romantic – but always the bad husbands were outwitted, one way or another. Here’s my (slightly naughty) take on the bad husband tale. Rosette daughter of Galon was rounding the last corner between the village well and the cottage she shared with her mother and father when two of the Duke’s soldiers, magnificent in...

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A CrossDressers tale

You may think of me as Fiona, and I am a cross-dresser.A story by Erica inspired me to pen my saga of cross-dressing. I am also a recovering alcoholic, with a few days over 19 years without a drink as I write this, and I suppose the two tales are intertwined to some extent. Not that I am a saint by any means, a lot of people with a lot less time have a better sobriety than I. But I learned that alcohol is a poison to me, so I avoid it. I just do irrational things when I add alcohol to my...

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Miss Layla Smith tales a tale

My name is Ms Layla Smith, and I am, as you might say, a lady of negotiable affection. This is quite wrong indeed. My price is rarely negotiable, since the customers willing to negotiate obviously are not wealthy enough to afford me. I am a true professional, discreet and perfect in every manner a gentleman could ask for. I know what they want before they even know it themselves, when to smile, when to stare, when to lie, when to be the ever so modest little flower, and when to be the...

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The Hunters Tale

THE HUNTER'S TALE. By Cassandra Anaconda Morrison I had been collecting tales of the old days from the people in that small mountain community for several days. And everyone I talked to said the same thing: "Boy?yew should talk to Old Man Sackett if yew wants to hear some hair-raising stories about the old days." It had taken me some time to track him down?apparently he'd taken his Winchester and gone off hunting deer for all he was over 90 years old. But now he was sitting...

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The Blue Unicorn An Allegorical Tale

The Blue Unicorn: An Allegorical Tale By Lynn LeFey Once upon a time (as is often the beginning of such tales), there was born to a mare a beautiful young foal. Like the other foals, it climbed on wobbly legs, and eventually ran through the green pastures where it lived. This young horse was unremarkable, except for its blue mane. Often the others would comment about this unusual trait, sometimes playfully, sometimes in a mean way. As the young colt grew, the blue coloring slowly...

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A Fabulists Tale

A Fabulists Tale By Rachel Anne Now where do I start? Well they say that the beginning is always a good place, so here goes. I have always been a storyteller but lately everything has changed. It seems that my tall tales aren't so tall as I always thought at least they aren't after I tell them that is. Confusing? You don't know the half of it, but I'll try to explain as best as I can. I first noticed that things weren't as I had been taught when I wrote a story about the SRU Wizard....

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