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Nelson Enterprises - Sports Car to Minivan and Stripper
Now Tony learns to be the star stripper at his former Gentlemen's club
and Jeff loses his sports car and gets the mom-mobile minivan.
Barb (as Bill), Ellie (as Tony) and Monica were shutting down all of the
equipment and getting ready to head home. They were still laughing
about poor Jeff waddling out a few minutes ago. A few minutes ago he
had been a very fit middle aged man who was the father of 4 kids,
authoritarian husband of a pregnant and obedient wife and Chief Legal
Counsel of a multi-billion dollar Enterprise. He waddled out as a very
unfit mother of 4 kids, subservient and pregnant wife and stay at home
mom.
Monica managed to catch her breath long enough to speak first. "Margot
is going to have some fun tonight and tomorrow. Poor Jeff! Did you see
the confusion in his face as he left? And I just love the instinctive
pause at the mirror to check his looks before going out into the public
eye. This could not happen to a more deserving man. We must make plans
to drop in on him tomorrow and gloat. Too bad we cannot all go to the
OBGYN and have some fun with him there. He has been so demanding of
Margot - insisting she gave up her career and stay at home and mass
produce babies. What must be going through Jeff's estrogen drenched
mind right now? He is the first human being we know of to get himself
pregnant. His mind must be full of so many motherly instincts while at
the same time he has many of his male memories and most of his male
drives. I bet he is begging and begging Margot to undo this to the
point of being very annoying."
Barb (as Bill) gave her perspective. "Just judging by what I feel and
what I've seen in Bill, our minds are probably 80% or more of the
instincts of the primary occupant and roughly 15 to 20 percent our
memories and ambitions and personalities carried from our former bodies.
I know who I am and that I was born and raised a girl. I still wish to
be a woman so I suspect he still wishes to be a man. I have high level
memories of what it is to be a woman but those memories cannot drill
down to the details that are apparently still in my former body. I
cannot think of a more vengeful perfect match. We would not wish for
them to accept their new roles without a struggle. The excitement is in
the struggle and I suspect a major war is going on inside their minds."
Ellie (as Tony) yawns. "It has been a long day for me and I am eager to
get back to the club and stop all of this hypothetical talk. I am dying
to hear and maybe see how well Tony is performing his strip act and lap
dances. How many times do you think he has become ill while being pawed
by so many slimy guys? How many times has he tried to explain the
situation to the guards only to be frustrated by his lack of skills in
the English language? I'll see you guys in the morning. I am not aware
of any early meetings so I'd like to roll in around noon. I have to
train Tony in a new act in some of that exotic lingerie and the new 4
inch heels I bought for him. Actually he bought them for me but now the
tables are turned." She was thoroughly amused by this turn of events.
Barb (as Bill) responds, "Don't be too easy on him. He has made it
clear many times that these ladies of his are better off under his
strong leadership. You would not wish to upset any of them. Bill and I
have much final planning to do before tomorrow night's big fund raiser.
I need to make sure he knows how to dress and carry himself very
elegantly. We cannot displease our guest for there are millions that we
must raise to fight breast cancer. And now that Bill's family has a
history of BC and he could be a victim himself, he certainly will be
even more committed to the cause. I think he is overdue for his latest
- first - breast exam and maybe a pap smear too. But back to the party
planning. We must get him to wear a very low cut gown with plenty of
cleavage showing and we must make sure he can eat and drink without
smearing his lipstick. I'll lock up the lab so you guys get out of here
now. I will talk with Margot in the morning and we will work out the
details of the next 2 traps we have planned. Maybe we should also get
Bill and Jeff together and let them discuss hairdos and nail polish and
cellulite."
Monica and Ellie did not wait for a second order. They were gone. Barb
closed down the lab and moved for a quick stop in Bill's command center.
But she did have to pause and feel the power. She was now a very
wealthy and very smart man. She had power beyond anything she had ever
dreamed of and she was determined to use this power for good and what
greater good could be done than to help some men broaden their views of
the roles of women.
Jeff and Margot Wells head home for the evening.
Margot (as Jeff) has now helped escort poor Jeff (now as Margot) down
the elevators and to their car in the basement parking lot. Last year
Jeff bought himself a sporty convertible for his fun and ego. He felt
so cool in such a car and he just naturally headed for the drivers side
of the car out of habit.
"Where do you think you are going little lady?" Margot just had to jump
at this chance to tease him. "This is my car now and in your pregnant
state you are in no shape to drive a car of this power and size. Let me
assist you to the driver's side where ladies belong."
Jeff resisted. "This is my car. I forbid you to drive it. No one
drives my car. It's so personalized that it only responds to my voice
and touch." He turned to the car and addressed it. "Who's your Daddy?"
He waited for a response and nothing happened. He tried again and this
time got a response that stunned him. The very sexy female computerized
voice of the security system responded in a very insulting manner.
"Jeff Wells is my Daddy and little girls should go home and play with
dolls. Cars like this are too powerful for you to handle."
Jeff was shocked. He only then realized the high pitched female nature
of his voice as Margot. He tried to clear his throat and tried again.
"Who's our Daddy?" he tried with a false slightly deeper but still very
feminine voice. The car responded, "Little girls should not pretend to
be boys. Go home to momma and cook some dinner or do some laundry. It
takes balls to be the master of this car."
For the entire walk from the lab to here Jeff had been working to
convince himself that this whole Margot transfer thing was an illusion.
The feelings of awkwardness from his size and shape were things he
thought would pass after a chance to pull himself together. But having
his car insult him this way combined with female hormones with which his
mind was now super drenched were just too much. He broke down into
tears. The sobbing and tears flowed uncontrollably. "This is my car.
You cannot take my car. You cannot steal my body."
Margot embraced him gently. "All is going to be alright. Your husband
is here to help you during these tough times. I've warned you that you
would only upset yourself if you try to be something you are not. You
are a mother and wife and you should live inside those parameters and
stop trying to compete with men. See what it does to you emotionally.
Let me get you home to your children and your minivan - the perfect
vehicle for the mother of almost 5 children. Besides, remember that you
do not know how to drive a stick shift car. Once you are home and in
your comfy chair all will be ok." She started to guide him around to
the passenger side of the car. "This is the side of the car you belong
in. I will drive you home."
Jeff tried to resist but he was confused and did not have the ability to
argue back in his current state of confusion. Besides, his feet were
killing him and his back was killing him and some instincts were telling
him to do anything that would let him sit down and take this weight off
of this fragile body. He also was struggling with the accusation that
he did not know how to drive a manual transmission. Of course he did.
He had done it since he was a boy and he got turned on by controlling
such power. But as he tried to resurrect those memories, they would not
come back but in a very vague feeling. Where were those memories?
Transmission? What is a transmission? He knows the word but cannot
picture what it does. Is it part of a radio tower? The word clutch was
coming to mind but he could not picture what that was either. These are
not just words to him but the source of power and emotion but he cannot
seem to activate the feelings. When he came to the passenger side of
the car he tried to step in left foot first but he almost went crashing
down.
"No, young lady." Margot just had to tease even more. "Ladies enter a
vehicle butt first. Place that shapely ass into the seat and then pull
your legs around - remembering to modestly keep those knees and ankles
together." Jeff was on autopilot now and the body did what it had been
trained to do. He sat in the car in a very lady like manner and as he
laid back you could see the relief in his soft face. "Thanks you
honey," he said to Margot. "It feels so good to be off my feet but you
need to get me home so I can put my feet up on the ottoman and relax.
The doctor tells me that position is better for me and the baby."
Margot condescendingly patted Jeff's very large pregnant belly and
helped him fasten the seat belt. As she positioned it between his
swollen milk filled breasts she made a big point of nudging them and
commenting on them. "Looks like it may be feeding time for little Alex
when we get home. Those tits look ripe." Suddenly very unfamiliar yet
strangely familiar visions and smells and emotions shot through Jeff's
mind. He was swimming in memories of breast feeding little Alex - the
11 month old. And with those memories came deep motherly emotions that
triggered more motherly hormones in his mind and he could no longer
think about the sports car or the office but his mind was now
uncontrollably filled with thoughts of children and his need and desire
to address their numerous demands. He laid back and relaxed and left
the rest of the efforts to Margot.
Margot climbed into the driver's side for the first time and as she put
her hand on the stick shift her left foot naturally went to the clutch
and she involuntarily started to have her first erection. She had never
learned to drive a stick shift but all of the emotion and reflexes came
out naturally in Jeff's body and she was turned on by the feeling of
power. She turned to look at Jeff and how helpless he was and her
erection grew larger. She then let her mind jump forward to tomorrow
and the number of legal briefs she had to attend to in the morning and
then laughed to herself. The only briefs Jeff would be dealing with
tomorrow will be in the laundry room. "Who's your Daddy?" she shouted
to the car in her very deep voice.
The car jumped to life. The dash board lit up, the engine revved up and
the sexy automated female voice answered. "Jeff Wells is my Daddy and
Master of my body. This lady goes wherever he wishes to ride her." And
off they sped with Margot in control and Jeff hanging on for dear life
and getting uncontrollably turned on by being in the presence of a man -
Margot - who is so powerful. He had the unfamiliar emotion of feeling
safe and secure and knowing his children were safe and secure thanks to
Margot's power and income. He watched her guide that car through the
various gears and wondered why anyone would want to deal with so much
complexity and effort. At this moment, that masculine need seemed so
strange to Jeff..
At Tony's Gentlemen's club
Ellie (as Tony) enters through the back door and can hear the late night
stage performances going. The wild male clientele were very rowdy and
apparently having a very special time. Ellie peaked from back stage and
could see one of her girls putting on quite a strip tease show and the
men were in a frenzy.
She then peaked into her old dressing room and there was Tony (as Ellie)
being assisted by some of the female staff into her costume. The halter
top was skimpy and had little tassels that exaggerated his swaying tits.
Ellie was deeply amused and getting quite an erection. She could hear
Sasha in the background speaking Iranian to Tony. No one else in the
room could understand them.
"Tony, you are now Ellie, my mother and one of the top acts. The crowd
is going crazy out there with the last act before your turn on stage.
You've got to stop this delaying and get yourself out there or Ellie is
going to have a fit. You certainly know what happens when the master
throws a fit."
Tony (as Ellie) timidly speaks up, "You cannot seriously expect me to
get out there and perform in this degrading outfit before that pack of
wolves. I am the owner of this club and absolutely refuse to be treated
like a sex toy. I am a wealth American man and I demand my rights."
Just then Ellie (as Tony) stepped into the doorway and made her presence
known. He motioned for everyone but Tony and Sasha to leave the room.
Tony reached for a robe and modesty pulled it in front of his bouncing
breasts. Ellie's grin grew larger and she stepped closer. Tony's
reflex at first was to push closer and assume his classic male
intimidating stature. But, in this frail and feminine body it looked
quite ridiculous. Have you even seen a small cat try to threaten a much
larger cat? As Ellie used her now powerful chest to just bounce Tony
back towards the mirrors Tony staggered and caught his slender
reflection again in the mirrors. He could see how absurd he looked
trying to physically over power his former body. He pulled a portion of
the robe around to cover his very sexy and mostly bare ass. Ellie's
laugh was now uncontrollably loud.
She blurted out loudly - and Sasha translated the words but the emotion
in his voice did not require translation. "For years you were a client
and demanded that the ladies perform for you. Then you became the owner
and demanded that we perform for your clients or be sent back home to
our native countries or even worse. Now you will learn to be the
performer. You will get out there and use that ass and those tits and
that smile to get those men going wilder and wilder and spending more
money. You know the routines from the client's perspective and now with
my former mind and body you even instinctively know how to do the
performances. And if you refuse, then you will be headed back to your
husband's harem in Iran and spend the rest of your life performing for
him and his guards."
The horror in Tony's face made it clear that Ellie's words and feelings
had been successfully transmitted.
Ellie grabbed one of Tony's frail wrists and pulled him toward the
dressing room door. She then pulled the robe totally away from him.
Tony's eyes were filling with tears and his whole body was trembling
with an unfamiliar fear. He first tried to use his hands and arms to
cover his jiggling breasts but that was quite ineffective. He then
tried to use his hands to cover the exposed parts of his very shapely
butt and backed towards one of the hallway walls. He clearly did not
like being so exposed and he most definitely appeared to understand how
vulnerable he now was.
Sasha embraced him gently and decided to play the supportive and
understanding daughter role and let her former mother enjoy the master
role. "Momma, you must not cry. It will smear your makeup. Please do
as the master commands." She took tissues and tenderly cleared his eyes
of tears. "You will be magnificent out there."
Tony gathered his composure, stiffened his back and pranced out of the
dressing room in those 4 inch heels. He took his place in the backstage
area. "Just relax and you should find that the memories in this body
just take over and the routine will flow."
Ellie whispered to Sasha, "And after the show I think we will have a
special treat for Tony. His good friend Dan Watkins - VP of Sales for
Nelson Enterprise - is in the house and has always loved great sex with
Ellie. This will be a special night for we are planning that it will be
the last night Dan spends as a womanizer."
Ellie strutted up close to Tony backstage and whispered in a very
threatening manner. "You look very lovely my dear. Those garments
accentuate your lovely figure and you seem to be right at home in those
heels." She just had to grope that magnificent ass that Tony now owned
and stair at those fantastic breasts. There is a house full of faithful
clients out there expecting our star performer in a moment and if they
do not get a good show they will be upset. That will make me upset and
you remember what happens when TONY gets upset at one of his girls don't
you? It could be a long night for you. Now both of us know that you
understand only a small part of the English I am speaking but you can
read these emotions, you have my Ellie's memories of these negative
emotions and you know the consequences.
Tony was clearly intimidated. With Ellie's large masculine body pressed
up against his now small and frail body he was quaking uncontrollably.
Ellie's large and strong hands lifted him up like a toy and pulled him
even closer. She set him down on his high heels directly in front of
her large male body. She caressed his thighs and butt in very
provocative manners. Tony was uncontrollably responding in very
feminine submissive ways. His mind was also flooding with unfamiliar
pleasant feelings and this body was getting very excited. Ellie know
this body and knew that it had been trained to get excited by male
dominant actions. Tony's body now started to go into autopilot and was
swaying sensually to the music out on the stage. He instinctively knew
how to do this act. He had seen it many times but would have no idea
how to perform it before but now the memories and reflexes came welling
up from inside the memories of this body and he started to perform.
He moved out on to stage and as the crowd started shouting and whistling
he went into the act. Few could move as sensually as that body of
Ellie's. It had been trained in Iran to perform for men who were very
demanding. It knew how to smile and cock its head. It knew how to move
those hips and breasts. The crowd was going crazy. Inside Tony's mind
was a mass of confusion. Something inside loved the attention and
recognition and knew how to move to raise the room to another level.
But something else inside that mind wanted to stop. That something did
not want to have men shouting at it but that something was overpowered
at this time by emotions with which he was unfamiliar and fear of
reprisals. That something faded for now.
He did the pole dance and the complete strip - slowly and sensuously in
timing with the music and with the crowd's cat calls. Tony amazed even
himself with what ease he undid the bra connection on his back without
any assistance and watched it fall to wild shouts. He bounced those
huge breasts around and shook that butt and struck poses to accentuate
those back and butt curves. The room was going wild with testosterone
drenched men. A few managed to reach forward and caress his legs and
one even managed a slap to the butt. Several had unsuccessfully reached
for a tit. He cocked that cute head so the hair fell just perfectly
over one tit and posed those lips in ways meant to tease even the most
sober of men. He had to admit some level of amusement or even
satisfaction as he noticed how he controlled these men. He could shift
that butt around and they would howl. He could adjust his lips and they
would shout. He could flip those tits around and money would fly. He
had to smile at being the center of attention in such a strange way. He
had no idea he would both enjoy and hate it at the same time. For as
long as he can remember he has loved seeing ladies perform this way and
the feeling it gave him. But now there was no such feeling and he
missed that very much. He had never longed to know the other side of
this experience.
As he came off the stage the real Ellie was there to greet and
congratulate him. "Way to go girl!" she shouted at him. She guided him
over to a full length mirror behind stage. "Look at that magnificent
naked body." She coaxed him to twist slightly so the butt partially
showed and the curves from the back to the butt were accentuated. She
moved one hand along the waist and butt and gently slapped that butt and
enjoyed it as Tony reacted. "Feel the emotions inside you girl." She
loved to emphasize that "G" word. "You had those dimwitted men drooling
at your feet with every move." She adjusted the long wavy locks across
his tits. "Every giggle caused 5's and 10's and 20's to fly onto the
stage. I think we even saw some C-notes. You had them eating out of
your hands - well not exactly the hands." She was using the emotions of
the moment to drive Tony crazy in the head. He was inexplicably
enjoying all of the flattering cheers and her flattering comments. He
was enjoying that body in the mirror and being in control of it. He was
a very beautiful lady and it brought him huge attention. His breast
swelled and he stood erect and proud and pranced very lady-like in front
of the mirror and then down the hall. Ellie's natural feminine feelings
were in control of his mind at the moment.
But as he strutted into the quiet of his dressing room the emotions
subsided and Tony's mind once again came strongly to the surface. He
was disgusted with himself. How could he feel so excited over men
groping at him and jacking off at the site of him? He verbally shouted
at Ellie. "I am a man. I am a powerful man. I own this club. I own
you. You are the one who should be dancing this way." The battle
inside his mind raged - trying to decide who he was and what he liked.
He did not want to be doing these things but he had to and somehow he
had the skills to do them very well. And most strangely, for a short
while he loved it and got high on it and this high pushed him to act in
ways he could never have imagined earlier.
But since the bulk of this shouting at Ellie was in Iranian and not
English, Ellie could not understand it all but she clearly got the
message. She poked Tony's right tit and as he spun to hide it so she
then slapped his right butt. She was so amused by the high pitched
feminine shriek that he gave off and by the way he grabbed a satin robe
and modestly tried to cover himself. "There is nothing about you that
is manly. There is nothing about you that indicates power other than
the power to turn a man on and drive him insane. Look carefully at me.
I own this club now and all of your financial assets and even your
physical assets. All you own is that sexy body and it is your only
source of income. Take good care of it. Keep it in shape and keep
training in those dances and you will be well taken care of. You are
very sexy. You have no education to fall back on. You used to have a
PhD and knew great things about electronics and biology but that is all
mine now. The only biology you know now is how to care for that body
and you had better keep attending to it."
Tony cowered over to the full length mirror and studied his face and his
body. Ellie spoke up again, "In some ways you are very lucky. You have
found yourself inside the body of a very sexy female. Poor Jeff Wells
is discovering what it is like to be inside the body of a very pregnant
female and mother of 4. That body is not in good shape and he will have
a major chore ahead to get it into shape. He has always been super
athletic and now he is a giant couch potato."
Tony looked deeper into the mirror. He looked at that small cute face.
He caressed the smooth rose colored cheeks and then those dark curly
locks hanging down to those magnificent giggling breasts. He twisted
ever so slightly to see the exciting curve that was formed from this
upper back as it moved down to his waist and then to the tear drop butt.
He had to admit to himself that he could see no signs in that mirror of
his being a man. Try as he would he could not see the large powerful
image of Tony he usually saw in the morning mirror. His morning routine
formerly would often consist of making powerful faces at himself and
puffing up his male ego. That image in the mirror now could not achieve
the same affect at this time. His shapely full lips could tease but
they could not threaten. From many generations of breeding this body
had been designed to give pleasure and not to wield power. He had
helped shape it and now he was prisoner inside of it.
He spoke up, "Jeff Wells, our Chief Legal Counsel is now Margot Wells?"
Ellie, with a big powerful male grin, added, "Yes, that happened just a
few hours ago. Last I saw he was being escorted onto the elevator by
his husband Margot. He was clearly struggling with that large belly and
full nurturing breasts. Would you like to trade places with him?" Tony
cringed at the thought. Ellie continued, "But that is not all you have
missed. Big powerful Bill Nelson is now Lady Nelson. I am not sure
what he is up to but last I saw of him, he was struggling to remember
even basic arithmetic now that he is in a far less powerful mind. He
seemed to be more focused on lipstick shades rather than calculus.
Maybe we will get you guys together and let you have some girl talk
together. Instead of talking football you can talk about purses or
makeup. Instead of comparing bank accounts you can compare bust sizes.
So don't be feeling so lonely. Two other formerly very powerful men are
now trophy wives and this is just the start."
The look in Tony's eyes showed a sense of shock and horror but Ellie was
quite amused. She headed to the hall outside of the dressing room.
"Oh, and the evening is not over for you. One of your favorite clients
is here to spend some time with you. Dan Watkins - your VP of Sales -
is looking for some fun and he asked for you by name - Ellie. You had
better given him a wonderful time for he tips very well. I suspect you
never had thought you and he would be this intimate. You have enough of
your memories as Tony to know what a man like Dan finds pleasurable and
plenty of my old memories as Ellie to know how to please a wide variety
of men. Make him extremely happy if you know what is good for you or
the next guy I send you will be right out of the gutter - rotten teeth
and smelly breath."
Tony wanted to be sick to his stomach. How could the very powerful and
brilliant Bill Nelson now be a bimbo blonde? How had their brilliant
invention turned against both of them and more? And if both he and Bill
are trapped, who will rescue him? The only one left is Monica and she
is not likely to wish to be the rescuer.
At the Nelson Mansion
Barb (as Bill was just now arriving back at the mansion and eager to see
what Bill was up to and start his training for the ball.
Continued soon.......
Some have asked me to not take so long between episodes and I wish I
could. I know of no way to speed these up except to reduce the quality.
Each episode takes me at least 3 significant edits with partial
rewrites. I hope you find it worth the effort.
I did receive some helpful emails that helped sharpen my ideas. Please
send more.
Some of you have had some interesting and encouraging feedback. I would
welcome more detail about what you like and would like to see. Bullet
points and sample dialogue or experiences would be most helpful. If you
would care to collaborate, my email address is [email protected] (be
careful regarding personal information). Some wish the stories had more
X-rated content. Others are more like me and enjoy the gender conflicts
and the stress and growth from these situations. Some like the dialog
and exploration of the new situations while others want more swapping
experiences and at a quicker pace.
Gert
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