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The Golden Needles of Madam Chu I awoke to the stygian blackness that told our caveman ancestors that there were things in the dark waiting to devour them without a second thought; the kind of darkness that awakens our primal fears and leaves us shaking and dripping in sweat. As I gasped in a breath to release a scream unheard of since the time of dinosaurs, my breath caught in my throat, as a scent entered my nose. I choked on my unreleased scream as I recognized that scent; I was at Madam Chu's. The scent was incense she used that seemed reminiscent of ginseng, sulfur and brimstone, though I could never see anyone choosing that for incense. I came here periodically for cleansing acupuncture treatments to restore my balance and sanity, though at a moment like this, I had to wonder about my sanity. Madam Chu had already been in and removed the needles without awakening me. I could never understand how she managed to do that so quietly. Now that my fear was cowering back into the dark corners of my mind, I realized that she had again worked her magic with her needles. My body felt relaxed and I knew my mind would soon be calm as well. Removing the covering sheet and getting up slowly, I gathered my clothes from the pillows near the treatment table and dressed. I then opened the Japanese style sliding door with the paper panels and turned left down the corridor towards the reception area, proceeding past several other rooms that I presumed were also treatment rooms. Jade, the receptionist, as usual, asked how I was feeling after the treatment and I answered her truthfully that I felt much better than I had when I arrived. From her office behind the reception desk, Madam Chu chided me. "Do not wait until you are so out of balance before you return for another treatment, Susan. It is easier to maintain your balance than to have to restore it each visit" She said. I looked into her office that she had set in what I would call a Chinese style. Instead of a bonsai planter, she had a desert planter with cacti and other plants from dry climate with a volcano in the center. Behind her on the walls, several Japanese and Chinese style ink paintings, black and red inks being the dominant colors, as well as the walls being mostly black and red with red and black silk drapes hanging from the ceiling. My eyes, as always, were drawn to a display behind her desk. There, above her head, was a red cherry shadow box with a piece of red silk that held ten needles. Four of them were shining gold in color, five were tarnished silver colored, and one was broken and appeared to have been scorched by an intense flame. Madam Chu was thin, too thin by current standards of beauty, and her features were drawn; her cheekbones prominent, eyebrows in a high arch, almost as if they didn't fit the body within. She sat up straight in the high backed chair with a lit cigarette in a long back holder in her right hand; a wisp of smoke rose from the cigarette. Her long fingernails gave me the impression that they were functional in the way that claws are functional to beasts of prey. The description that leapt to my mind, the only description that could possibly fit her, was "Dragon Lady". No other description could come as close. I could never make direct eye contact with here, as she exuded an immense personal power that told my inner self that if I made I eye contact with her, I would be issuing a challenge to something I could neither know or understand, but would hold my life in her claws; to end at a whim without another thought about it. I thanked her for her concern and told her I would try not to wait so long before returning, but inside I always had a primal worry when I came that, for some reason, I might not leave. She always treated me professionally and I always left feeling restored, but there was just that nagging fear that would not leave me. I bowed, it just seemed appropriate, said 'goodbye' to Jade, and left. Proceeding out to my car and heading home in the afternoon traffic. * * * * Arriving home just after my husband, Peter, I entered to find him sprawled on the couch with his tie loosened, the upper buttons of his shirt opened, his suit coat on the nearby chair and his briefcase on the floor. His brown hair was disheveled and looked like it hadn't been combed in a week. His usual six foot lanky frame looked like he had lost weight, his clothes seemed to hang on him, rather than fitting him as they usually did. Walking over to him, I asked him how his day was. He replied, "It's getting worse almost every day at work now. With the economy and the stock market the way they are, with no improvement in sight, it's like working in a pool full of sharks. Everyone's at each other's throats. No one helps anyone anymore. If you ask for help, no one will and they start circling your cubicle or desk. I don't know how much longer I'll be able to stand working there without wanting to jump out a window." I looked at him and said: "Honey, I knew you had said it was bad, but I didn't realize just how bad it had become. Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Peter answered me, "I didn't want to worry you and until recently, I was able to leave work at Work and not bring it home with me" "Is it time for you to look for another job, Peter?" "It's time to do something; I'm just not sure what. There are just not that many jobs that I can fit into with my background, and even fewer openings anywhere. I had started looking thru the classifieds in the local papers, the trade journals as well as online. I don't dare post my resume anywhere, because if any of those jackals at work find it, I'm dead in the water with no life vest." "Peter, how have you been able to put up with it this long without cracking?" "Hon, I haven't been. After you fall asleep, I come out here and either start looking for jobs online or just sit on the couch with the TV on until I fall asleep from exhaustion. So far, I've been able to wake up and get into bed before you awaken, or go in the bathroom so you think I just got up before you. I've been trying to spare you what I've been going through." "Peter, that is over NOW. We're husband and wife, though my job brings in a decent salary, your sanity is more important than continuing what you're going thru. If we can't come up with a new job opportunity within a few months, you need to quit and we'll find some other way to get a second income." "Honey, I have been looking for months already, there's just nothing out there for me. I'll keep on going at the company as long as I can to help us build up some savings. We're ahead on mortgage payments and have good equity, so we're not hurting there, but if I quit or lose my job, we lose our health coverage; so I've got to keep working. I just wish there was some way I could lose some of this stress and get some actual rest." I pondered that for a few minutes and said: "There might be a way to help you relax, but I have to see if it's possible first. I can't make any promises, but I'll check tomorrow while I'm out and tell you tomorrow night. I might have to make an appointment for you, so I need you to keep Friday afternoon off and don't pick up any time over the weekend so you can rest if I get it set up" "Honey, what do you have in mind?" "Peter, I can't tell you until I look into it, I'm not sure if I can arrange it, so please be patient for me. I don't want to get your hopes up and not be able to deliver on it." "Alright Honey, I'll trust your judgment and try to be patient." I went about preparing a small dinner for us, as I didn't think Peter would have much of an appetite, and sadly was proven right as Peter only picked at his meal. I tried to make him smile and encouraged him to try and eat more, but he just looked at me and apologized. "I'm sorry Honey, my appetite's just not there. Maybe in the morning I'll have more appetite for breakfast." "Okay Peter, we'll see in the morning." I tried giving him a back massage, but his muscles were like rocks and just would not relax at all and my attempts to help him relax were leaving us both frustrated. Finally I took a shower, slipped in to a nightgown and got into bed. Peter got into the shower and I could see the steam coming from behind the curtain as I fell asleep. * * * * * * * When I woke in the morning, Peter was already gone. I knew he hadn't eaten anything before he left as there were no 'new' dirty dishes and the coffee pot and toaster were cold as well. Sighing to myself, I made a quick breakfast, cleaned the dishes in the sink and put them away and then waited until 9:00 am. Then, I went to Madam Chu's. She did not believe in Western science, technology nor Western medicine. There was no name for her business. Salon, Parlor, Clinic; no title was a fit for her. I had only found out about her when a coworker had brought her to my attention when I was having a lot of stress, back and neck pain at work and she had referred me to Madam Chu. I had an interview with Madam Chu to, in her words; 'see if I was appropriate for her treatments with Eastern medicine, where I was a Western woman'. Apparently, I was acceptable enough to her, as Madam Chu began treatments with me, and I have been back periodically since. As thing stood now, Madam Chu was the only hope I could have for Peter's sanity. Any psychiatrist or psychologist would just tell him he had issues with how his parents raised him, so he should just 'suck it up and deal with it' instead of helping him with his stress or just try to drug him up so he could function in spite of the stress. I opened the door and entered. Jade usually opened the door as I got there, but that was when I had a scheduled treatment. Jade sat on the floor at her desk. "What is it, Susan?" she said. "It's an emergency Jade. It's my husband. He's got so much stress at work that he can't deal with it and I'm afraid that if it gets any worse, he might try to kill himself. I think if I could get him an Intervention with Madam Chu it would do wonders for him." "I'm sorry, Susan, Madam Chu only intervenes with women and does not do any men." "Jade, this is an emergency; I'm worried about my husband if he doesn't get help..." "Susan, there are doctors and clinics available to him. Surely they can help him if you would just get him an appointment?" "Jade, they are Western practitioners. If they can't come up with a reason for a problem, they give you pills, which does nothing for the problem" "Susan, I'm sorry, but Madam Chu..." Jade was interrupted by a voice in the background. I heard Madam Chu's voice: "Have Susan bring her husband in on Friday afternoon when he returns from work and I will interview him." "Susan, Madam Chu said.." I interrupted her. "Yes, Jade, thank you. I heard her. I'll have Peter in Friday afternoon. Thank you. Thank you both." Again, I heard Madam Chu's voice from her office: "Do not thank me yet, Susan. We will see what may be on Friday." I turned away and left the office; both relieved and anxious. Did I do the right thing, or was I setting Peter up for failure if Madam Chu could not help him? I returned to my car and went home. * * * * * It seemed forever until Friday afternoon. Each day Peter would come home looking more drawn and exhausted both physically and mentally. He was at the point he wouldn't eat; stating he had no appetite and nothing tasted good. I worked all the rest of the week, but if you ask me what I did at work on those days, I could not have told you. I was running on autopilot, my mind awhirl with hopes and fears that Madam Chu would or would not be able to help Peter. When he came home Friday afternoon, I had him take a shower, clean up and put on slacks, a shirt and a tie. I explained that he was going for an interview, that it was not for a job, but to see what could be done to help him with the stress. Peter stated he wasn't worried about the stress anymore and that he just didn't care about it anymore and that I shouldn't worry. That scared me more than anything he had said to date. I was now worried about him trying to kill himself today. He was a good man, we'd been married eight years now and I was not going to give up on him without a fight. Making him promise not to ask any questions, I got him in the car and drove him to Madam Chu's. Asking what kind of place this was, I told Peter he would have to be patient and wait and see. Jade bowed as we entered and ushered Peter into Madam Chu's office, blocking the door before I could enter. "Susan, the interview is between Madam Chu and Peter; no others may be in the room with them during this time." "But he's my husband, Jade, I need to know and try and encourage Madam Chu to make an exception and help Peter." "I'm sorry Susan, but none may enter until Madam Chu is done, and even then, they may only enter at her bidding." I tried to push past Jade and open the door, but the door would not budge. It almost felt like it was made of steel instead of wood and paper. I could hear no sounds from the room beyond. "How long will it take, Jade?" "It will take as long as it takes, Susan. You must be patient and focus on your hopes for his health." Waiting is not something I have been good with. I sat and attempted to read magazines, but they were all in Chinese or Japanese and all I could do was repeatedly flip through the same pages. I got up and paced back and forth the length of Jades area of the office. Twelve paces each way. Jade simply sat at her desk in seeming meditation, closing out me and the world around her. Finally, after seemingly hours of waiting, Jade stood and said, "They are coming." The door to Madam Chu's office slid open and Peter stepped out followed by Madam Chu. "I have decided I will provide and Intervention for your husband, Susan. Are you willing to abide by the outcome?" Madam Chu stated. "Yes, Madam Chu yes, anything that will help Peter." "Then leave and return after sunup tomorrow." "Leave? What about Peter? I should be here for him!" "You agreed to abide by the outcome. I must perform an intervention. It is done alone, no others may be present. Return in the morning as I said!" "But, but..... Very well Madam Chu. Please promise me he'll be safe." "No one is safe in this world. I will perform an Intervention and we will see what results." As she lead Peter back to one of the rooms, for some reason I glanced into her office and the shadow box above her chair caught my eye. One of the remaining four golden needles was missing. I don't know why, but the fact one of the Needles was missing filled me with dread. Turning back towards Madam Chu and Peter, I saw the door was already closed to the treatment area, and knew from earlier experience that I would not be able to get it open. I waited with Jade, who had returned to her desk for almost twenty minutes, hoping it would be over and Madam Chu would come through the door and tell me all was well; but nothing happened. Finally I did leave. I stepped through the front door and just as it closed I heard an unearthly scream that I somehow knew could only have come from Peter. I grasped the handle, but the door would not open. I pounded on the door, but there was no response. I collapsed to the ground hanging from my hands on the door handle; berating myself. What had I done to my poor Peter? Tears poured unheeded from my eyes. I lay on the ground, slumped against the door. There were no further screams or sounds from the building. I felt hands pull me up and guide me towards my car. Blinking and looking through tear filled eyes I saw Jade. "Jade, what have I done to my Peter? Tell me." "Susan, you sought of Madam Chu an Intervention. She has decided in this case that she will provide one. You promised to abide by the outcome. Only time will tell if the choice you both made was a wise one. Go home now and return tomorrow as you were instructed." Getting in my car, I wiped my tears away with the sleeve of my blouse. Clouds had moved in while we were in Madam Chu's and now the skies opened in a torrent of rain. Thunder boomed through the sky, sounding more like the roaring a mythical dragon might make than that of a thunder storm. The sound made me fearful and awakened that primal fear I would feel after a treatment at Madam Chu's. I started shivering, though I could not tell if it was from the storm, the events of today, or both. Barely managing, to make it home without crashing the car or hitting anyone else on the road, I went inside and collapse on the bed without even undressing. I did not even notice the incense stick burning beside the bed as I cried myself to sleep. * * * * * * Peter's tale As I followed this Madam Chu to the back of her building, I could not help but wonder how Susan had ever come in contact with her and what her relationship was with Susan. Madam Chu slid a door open to a dimly lighted room with a padded small table or bed just off the floor. "Remove your clothes and lie upon the table," she said. "You're a woman," I said. "I am much more than that. I have no interest in you as a man. I am going to provide an Intervention for you. Your wife has received treatments from me for some time now, but has not needed an Intervention." "Just what is involved in this 'Intervention'?" I asked. "There is no explanation that you could comprehend with your Western mindset. Suffice to say that if the Intervention is successful, you will not be bothered by the stress you feel now." "So that's why she seems so relaxed, calm and in control of herself all the time," I replied. "Perhaps; I only treat women, being as that is the form I bear. I have chosen to provide an Intervention for you. For it to have any chance of succeeding, I need you to state your Agreement for it to take place and what you seek to come of this Intervention." "What do you mean?" "What is the outcome you desire from this?" "I want to feel as my wife does." "Are you sure, husband of Susan?" "Yes, yes, I'd give anything to feel as she does." "So be it. We begin. Remove your clothes and lay upon the table." Still, not feeling embarrassed any more, I removed my clothes and lay upon the table on my back. "I will have to rearrange your energy flows and Change some of your energies as well. Remain still and do not move until I tell you that you may. I must be exact in my placement of the needles, and any movement can have unforeseen and unalterable consequences. Do you understand this, husband of Susan?" "Yes, I do." "See that you remember this." Madam Chu lit some incense and placed it in a holder to the side of the room. It had a heavy scent and I became drowsy. Madam Chu moved around me and began placing needles in my arms, my legs, my chest and my head. "I am now ready, husband of Susan. I must place the final needle. Do not move on your life! It must be exactly placed." I could barely keep my eyes open from the heaviness of the incense. The needle she removed from her robe seemed to have a glimmer of gold to it, the tip looked as if it had a drop of blood on it. Perhaps she had pricked herself, but before I could point it out to her, she plunged it into my manhood between my legs. I let out a scream at the unbearable pain, and passed out. * * * * * * When I awoke, the room was dark and there was a strange, heavy sulfurous smell in the air. The woman Susan had called Jade came in and helped me sit up. All the needles were gone. I had no pain anywhere, and I did feel different, but I wasn't sure how. Jade helped me to dress and supported/led me out to the entrance where Susan was waiting. Running up to me, she hugged me and asked: "Peter, Honey, how do you feel? Are you all right? The last thing I heard yesterday was a scream and I couldn't get back in. What happened to you?" "I don't remember anything after Madam Chu led me back to the room. What do you mean, 'yesterday'?" "It's Saturday. Do you hurt anywhere? Tell me! How do you feel?" "I don't know. I feel different, I'm not sure how. I don't hurt anywhere." "Let me get you home sweetie and we'll see how you feel then." "Alright Susan, let's go home," * * * * * I could barely concentrate enough to drive us both home. I kept looking at Peter and he had this dazed look on his face. After we got home and I got him in the house, I looked him in the eyes and asked him what he could remember of Madam Chu's. "I don't remember any of what happened after you left, Susan. I've tried and I just can't remember." "How do you feel otherwise, Peter?" "I feel strange, more in the sense of something different. I actually feel hungry and I don't feel stressed like I did before." "Well that is good to hear. I'll make us a late breakfast." I made us a small meal as this time I was not hungry, but Peter surprised me when he ate the two eggs, toast, coffee, OJ and asked if there was anything else to eat, as he still felt hungry. I fixed him an omelet, some bacon we had left, and he devoured them. I told him there wasn't much left to eat so we'd have to go grocery shopping before our next meal. Peter said then that he felt exhausted and begged off shopping, asking me to go without him and he'd just lie down on the bed and take a nap. He then proceeded to the bedroom and collapsed on the bed, falling instantly asleep. I went grocery shopping and picked up what would be a week's supply of food for both of us. By the time I got home, it was late afternoon so I started preparing a modest supper for both of us. The smell of the food cooking woke Peter and he came out of the bedroom with his hair a mess, and if I didn't know better, would have said it looked longer. "I'm so hungry, I feel like I could eat a horse," he said. "Well sit down at the table and I'll serve us." Peter cleaned his plate, wiping off the gravy and even grabbing the scraps I didn't eat off of my plate. "I still feel hungry Honey, is there anything else left to eat?" "Well I got us a cake for dessert, but if that's not enough, there might be some protein bars and I got bread so you could make andwiches too." Peter got up and put almost half the pound cake on his plate and grabbed a couple of protein bars, which he promptly devoured. "Peter, slow down Hon, you don't have to make up for lost time and missed meals so quickly." "I can't explain it, Susan, I'm just so hungry. It's like I need the energy to rebuild my body." "All right, but at this rate I may need to go grocery shopping tomorrow as well." "I'm going to lie back down again, now that I've eaten, I'm tired again." "All right Peter, you go back to bed and rest." Peter went back to bed while I cleaned up the table and the dishes. I could not believe the change. He did not seem stressed like he did before. His appetite was more than back, if today's eating was any judge. Perhaps Madam Chu really did perform her 'Intervention'. I dozed off on the couch and woke to hear Peter in the kitchen apparently rummaging for a snack. "Do you need any help finding things Peter?" "No, Hon, I'm all set. I just woke hungry again." I went and took a shower and went to bed before I fell asleep on the couch again. I heard Peter take a shower and mutter about how his skin felt itchy and hot. Later, I half woke when Peter rolled and put his arm around me in his sleep. His skin felt burning hot, but it didn't seem to be bothering him. Sunday morning came and I heard Peter in the shower again. "Honey, why are you taking another shower?" "I woke up itchy again and all the hair is falling off my arms, legs and chest. It's the fastest way to get it off and stop the itching." I went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast. When Peter came out from the shower, he was wrapped in one of my satin robes. I raised one eyebrow as I looked at him in the robe. "What, I needed a robe. I was chilly after the shower and I don't have one. Yours feels very nice on my itchy skin." Feeling puzzled by Peter's comments I walked over to him. That's when I noticed that the hair on his head was longer, as well as he had no hair on his arms or legs. I tugged open the front of the robe and saw a hairless chest as well. It almost looked like his nipples were larger and his chest seemed swollen. What was going on? "Can we eat, Hon? I'm starving again," he said as he reclosed the robe. As he sat down at the table, I couldn't help but notice his legs where they showed below the robe's hem. They were smooth and what a woman would call shapely, if they were on a woman. Peter downed 2 omelets (totaling 6 eggs), almost a whole package of bacon, half a gallon of milk, and 6 pieces of toast. "Finally I feel full, I just hope I don't get hungry again soon," he said. More than a little worried, I asked, "How do you feel?" "My skin doesn't itch as bad, it still feels almost oven hot, but it feels tight in my chest and my butt feels like it's swelling. My thighs seem bigger too," he replied. "Honey, stand up and take the robe off, please," I asked. Looking at me quizzically, Peter complied. I stood up and walked over to him. I now realized he was looking me in the eyes, instead of looking down on me. Peter was now my height, instead of two inches taller. He didn't seem to notice and I didn't point it out to him. Looking at his body, his nipples were definitely bigger and if his chest grew any more, he would definitely have breasts. His waist was smaller; he'd lost that 'spare tire' he used to joke about. His legs were definitely 'woman' shapely and his butt was bigger. His hips were even wider too. His penis had shrunk to the size of what I thought would be a five year old boy. The most worrisome thing was that Peter either didn't notice any of this, or didn't think anything of it if he did. "Peter, do you feel changed at all after your visit with Madame Chu?" I asked. "Actually, I do feel different," he replied. 'Good', I thought to myself, 'he has noticed.' "I feel more relaxed than I have in years. I imagine I feel like you when you come home from a session with Madam Chu. I'm also not afraid of going to work and facing those jerks who've been trying to backstab me." Peter said. 'OMG!! Peter doesn't realize what's happened to him,' I thought to myself. My thoughts became a jumbled blur. "Honey, yesterday morning you were two inches taller than me. You had that 'spare tire' you always complained about. You had the small, tight butt that first attracted me to you. Now you look more like a woman than a man." "What are you talking about; I've always been this way. Other than my skin feeling tight in some places, I'm normal. Susan, you're starting to worry me." I then realized that Peter could not understand or recognize the changes in him. Just what had happened during Madam Chu's Intervention? "Honey, I have to run an errand and get more groceries. Will you be all right till I get back?" I asked. "Sure, I'm starting to feel tired again. I may just take a nap again while you're gone." Having second (and third) thoughts, I left the condo and headed for Madam Chu's. I had tried calling, but the phone number I had was actually Jades cell phone. Jade had not answered; nor was there a voicemail to leave any message with. Madam Chu did not believe in western technology, such as phones. I parked the car and walked towards the alleyway where her store? Clinic? Office? was; there was no name I could truly call it. It was Sunday, but I prayed She or Jade would be there. I could not find the alleyway; it was as if it did not exist. I counted down the buildings; recognized the businesses on either side of the alleyway, but the businesses now abutted their buildings. Was I going crazy instead of Peter? Did Madam Chu ever exist? There was no one I could call. I never met any of her other clients other than the co-worker who referred me to her. Finally giving up, I went and bought some groceries to validate the errand I told Peter I was going on. We'd probably need the groceries anyways if Peter's appetite didn't decrease soon. Carrying the groceries into the condo, I saw the bedroom door was shut, so Peter apparently had taken a nap. Putting the groceries away, I then opened the bedroom door to peek in. Peter apparently had been restless in his sleep as the bed was disheveled and I could see Peter lying there in the darkened room with the covers kicked off. I raised the shade enough to let in some light to get a look at Peter. His hair was now down to his shoulders, his legs even more shapely and as I stood behind him; his butt was definitely that of a sexy woman. Tears started running down my face as I realized I didn't know what had happened to the man I loved and only cared that it was my fault; whatever the outcome. I had done this to my Peter. Gathering the comforter, I lay down on the bed behind him and spooned at his back; putting the comforter over both of us and placing my arms around him to hold him tight against me. Praying doing so would stop the changes before I lost him completely. I cried myself to sleep; my tears falling into Peter's long hair. I woke to warmth in my groin and kisses on my nipples. Warm hands caressed my hips and back. Reveling in the feelings, I kept my eyes closed and let Peter continue; not remembering at that point what had happened. He moved his kisses and ministrations lower to my nether lips; parting them and applying long, slow licks; putting just the tip of his tongue into my opening. His actions brought me higher and higher until I finally climaxed against his tongue and face. As I slowly came down, Peter kept gently sucking and pulling on my clit with his lips. Finally, I opened my eyes to look down at Peter and I froze in shock. There was a woman between my legs, not my husband. "Who are you? What happened to Peter?" "What do you mean? I'm Penney, your wife. Who's Peter?" Heart pounding, I pulled away from her to support myself against the headboard and pillows. Looking hard at her, my memory of the recent events came back to me in a rush and I realized that this WAS Peter. "Don't you remember? Your name is Peter; you're my husband!" "What ARE you talking about, Susan? My name's Penney, there is no Peter. We made a Civil Union eight years ago. Did you have too much to drink or something?" Wishing I had, I sat there and thought frantically of what to do. Peter, no Penney, slid up the mattress to snuggle against me and hold me. Suppressing a shiver, as I didn't want to frighten him/her any more that he/she already was, I let her and put my arms around him/her as well. I just couldn't bring myself to hold him/her as tightly as he/she held me. Tears came again to my eyes. There must be some way that Madam Chu could set things to Rights; if I could only find her. After Peter/Penney fell asleep again, I carefully untangled myself from her grasp; it was getting harder to think of her as him anymore with the changes staring me in the face. I went over to Peter's closet and opened it and received a shock; for a moment, I thought I had opened my closet instead. Women's dresses, blouses, shoes and skirts filled the closet. No suits, ties or shirts were to be seen anywhere, other than a couple of women's business suits. I opened his dresser and again, all there was to be found were women's panties, bras, socks, camis and stockings. I went to the desk we use for our home affairs and pulled our wedding license out of the fire safe. It too had changed. It was now a 'Certificate of Civil Union' with both our names, but instead of Peter, it now said "Penney" with Peter's last name. Had I entered the Twilight Zone or gone into another Dimension where I was married to a woman instead of a man? Checking my closet and dresser, I found all my usual clothes and underthings, but where I had kept a personal vibrator, I now found a double ended dong and a harness. I had never owned or even dreamed of doing something like this with Peter. We had discussed pegging, but Peter never seemed really receptive to the idea. Just picking it up and thinking about it had me wet and started feeling hot in my groin. Not knowing if I would ever find Madam Chu again, I thought I should at least try and see if I could accept what my life and Lover had now become. Taking the harness to the bed, I climbed in and snuggled against Penney and started stroking her back and arms. She purred and rolled onto her back; allowing access to her breasts (which looked to be at least a 34 C). Taking her nipple in my mouth, I started teasing them with my tongue; nipping and sucking on it in the way I liked best to have mine treated. I rolled and pinched her other nipple at the same time. Penney began making deep guttural moaning sounds and moved restlessly on the bed. Opening her eyes, she looked deep into mine saying: "That feels wonderful; I'll give you an hour to stop." She pulled my head up and kissed me; her tongue entering my mouth and wrestling with mine. Then she guided my head down between her legs to her lips and her clit, encouraging me by moving my head against her lips until I started using my tongue against her. She leaned back against the headboard, using her hands to keep my head between her legs as I ate her. She was very wet and I was surprised by how she tasted, I actually enjoyed her Flavor. Continuing, she started writhing on the bed as her orgasm built, until with a scream she climaxed and clamped her legs against my head; trapping it against her with my tongue inside her slit. Finally, her orgasm subsided enough that her legs fell away and I could breathe again. Pulling me up beside her, she licked her juices off my face and started kissing me. Now my warmth was building again and her hand between my legs added to the need. She reached past me and got the harness with the dildo and said: "I know you don't like wearing this as much as I do, so let me pleasure you with it this time. You can fuck me with it another time." "All right," I said. With some sexy contortions she got her end of the dildo inside her and secured it with the harness. "I know you're wet, but I want to you get my dick wet before I put it in you, Susan." Putting her hands on my shoulders, she encouraged me lower to her 'dick' where she placed it against my lips and slid it back and forth until I opened my mouth to let her in. Closing my eyes and pretending it was actually Peter who I was sucking, I found it as enjoyable as when Peter and I had been the ones to do it. I could feel Penney getting restless as my movements caused the other end of the dildo to move inside her. Finally, she pulled the dildo out of my mouth, pulled me up higher on the bed and said: "Now I'm going to put this where it will do us both some good." So saying, she turned me on my back and spread my legs. Climbing between them, she ran her hand over my slit spreading my juices everywhere. Then she lowered herself down and placed the tip of the dildo at my entrance and hesitated. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you want me to shove my dick inside you and make you cum." Peter had never spoken that way, if anything, his personality had been more passive. Apparently turning into Penney had given him a more dominant personality. Regardless, I was filled with a need to be filled. "Yes Penney, I want you to fill me now with your big hard dick and make me cum." Penney smiled and said, "I know just what you want and need, and it's right here between my legs and I'm going to put it between your legs and make you cum." So saying, she slid the dildo in with one thrust; bringing a scream from my lips at the stretching and the depth of her penetration. Peter had never been able to reach that deeply into me. Holding her position for a moment, Penney looked at me and said, "Say it, Say it NOW." "Yes, Penney, yes. Fuck me NOW!" I screamed. Penney pulled out and then thrust back in; picking up the pace as my breath came in shorter and shorter gasps. I wrapped my legs around her thighs to try and shove her in deeper. I came in a body wrenching orgasm, the likes of which I have never had before. My scream must have been aloud, because when I could finally open my eyes, she was wearing a self-satisfied smirk. "Susan, a woman always knows what a woman wants. You keep trying to forget and I have to keep reminding you. Now, tell me how it was." "It was fantastic, Penney, I never had an orgasm that intense before." If anything, the smirk on Penney's face got even bigger. "I rest my case," she said. Penney then got out of bed and went to the bathroom and cleaned up. Then I heard her in the kitchen, she called to the bedroom saying she'd get supper going while I came down from my 'cloud'. Hugging the comforter to me, I slid down from the headboard and went through things in my mind. As fantastic as sex with Penney had been, there was something that was just out of place, like an itch you can't scratch. I went over my life with Peter and the time we had together and my life growing up. I had had the chance for a lesbian experience before I met Peter, but it just didn't appeal to me; and the more I thought about it, it didn't really appeal to me now. To me a meaningful relationship required a man and a woman. I didn't feel right in a relationship with another woman. Penney called, "Dinner's ready and I'm not going to serve it in bed, so you'd better get your butt to the table before it gets cold." Climbing out of bed, I went to the bathroom for a quick clean up and put on a pair of panties and my robe. Heading to the dining room, I saw Penney in what must have been one of her 'new' clothes; a red silk kimono style robe with a black dragon worked into the design. Something about the dragon made me shiver. Dinner was wonderful, Penney was a better cook than Peter had ever been, but the feeling of wrongness was still there. I could not bring myself to accept Penney as my spouse. After dinner, we settled on the couch and Penney found a chick flick on one of the Lifetime channels. Finally, as I was starting to fall asleep on the couch, the movie ended and Penney and I headed to bed. Penney put on a white silk nightgown, again with a black dragon embroidered on it and I put on pajamas. I didn't feel comfortable wearing a gown, even a chemise, with Penney sharing the bed. I got in on my side and Penney got in on 'her' (Peter's) side and wiggled over to spoon against my back, she reached around to cup my breast. She didn't try to initiate any sex, just snuggled there. I reached up and cupped the hand on my breast and closed my eyes, trying to pretend it was Peter snuggling me. Monday morning came and I woke late, Peter (Penney) was already up and moving about in the living room when I came out of the bedroom. "Honey, I've got to leave a little early today. I have to give a presentation to the board and with what I've got planned, the sharks I work with better be ready or I'll be serving them up as sushi for lunch." Staring at Penney with my mouth hanging open, I couldn't believe my ears. Penney was looking forward to going to work at the same place that had been driving Peter to depression and maybe thoughts of suicide? Was this the benefit of Madam Chu's Intervention? Penney was out the door and gone, after a quick buss on the lips. Sitting at the dining table I worked on a cup of the coffee she had made before she left. Penney seemed more than able to deal with Peter's co-workers, but I would not be sure until tonight; but either way, what was I to do? I knew I had to try again to find Madam Chu and get her to bring Peter back to me. I called in sick to work (not a lie, all the events with Peter/Penney was making me sick with worry). Then I forced some food down, even though I had little appetite; not knowing if I'd be able to find Madam Chu for some answers. I got in my car and drove to the business district, parked in my usual lot and went walking. To my immense surprise, the alley had reappeared, along with Madam Chu's door. Ringing the hanging bell outside the door, I waited. Before long, Jade opened the door and bowed, ushering me in. "What brings you here today, Susan? Is all well with your wife?" Jade said. "You know what happened, Jade? That She turned Peter into Penney?" "Yes, Susan, I know what occurred. It is rare that Madam Chu Intervenes to such an extent. Are the results pleasing to you both?" "No, Jade, they are not. I want my husband, Peter, back! I can't live with another woman. What will everyone who knows Peter think when Penney shows up instead of him?" "No one will think anything, Susan. The Intervention also changes Reality. Only those directly involved are aware of what used to be. You, I, Madam Chu, and any with the level of power that Madam Chu wields will know. To everyone else, Peter has always been Penney." "I must speak with Madam Chu, I didn't agree to this. Peter didn't agree to this. I need Peter back." Madam Chu's voice came from her office. "Send her to me, Jade. We will speak." With trepidation I entered Her office. As angry as I was, it still did not give me the strength to look her in the eyes. That primal voice in the back of my mind started gibbering with fear at even the thought of making eye contact with Her. As always, she sat behind the low desk, giving the appearance of an ancient Empress granting audience. Once again a lit cigarette in the holder held in the claws of her hand and the parlor smelled of cigarette, sulfur, incense and brimstone. "I performed the Intervention as agreed. It went well. There were and are no problems." Madam Chu said. "Madam Chu, there are huge problems. Neither Peter nor I agreed to him being turned into a woman. You MUST change him back." "Susan, you sought an Intervention for your husband. You agreed to abide by the outcome. He was asked the Question and he said he wanted to feel as you felt. He agreed to the Intervention and to abide by the outcome. To feel as you feel, he must be a woman. To deal with the stress, he cannot remain as he was. As a woman, he is now able to deal with those who sought to undermine him at work and will have no trouble from them in the future. The Intervention was effective." "But I want Peter back. He's my husband, not my wife. I don't want a woman for a spouse. Give me Peter back." "What is done cannot be undone. To even attempt to do so with kill him and affect Reality in ways you cannot begin to imagine Susan. You agreed to abide by the outcome." "The outcome yes, but not this," Susan said. "This is the only outcome that will provide what was requested by you both and what is needed for him to survive. You will have to learn to accept it Susan. There is nothing more to be said about it. This is FINAL." Madam Chu's voice had not changed, but there was a force; a power that radiated through me that told me that Madam Chu would not be moved on the subject. "You are still welcome to return for treatments, Susan, but for today, you must leave." Tears came to my eyes as I stood and left her office. Jade took my hands and clasped them. "Be strong. This is for the best for both of you." She said. As she clasped my hands, she pressed something into them. She looked me in the eyes and I could see a warning there. Thanking Jade, I left and returned to my car. I climbed behind the wheel and sat there, trying to get my thoughts together. Was this truly how it was to be for the rest of my life? Married to Penney? While Penney seemed to be fully capable as a woman, I didn't think I was strong enough to make the relationship work for two women. Opening my hand, I saw a piece of rice paper. On it was: "Saturday 7:00 pm come alone" in Jade's writing. Not understanding what it meant, I realized it might be a message that offered hope. Today was Monday it would be an eternity until Saturday. * * * * * I don't remember the drive home, too much was going through my mind, but I did arrive safely. I cleaned the condo to keep my mind busy with nonessentials, rather than risking my sanity about what had happened. Penney arrived home that evening, full of energy and pleased with how, in her own words: "I served them to the board like sushi. The board may even be thinking about giving me a raise. We need to celebrate, Susan!" She'd picked up a bottle of wine to have with dinner, and I admit I drank more than she did, though not for the same reason. After dinner, Penney told me the details of how she'd blindsided her male co-workers who'd been trying to back stab her and how the presentation for the board put the board on her side against them. Pretending to be interested, I kept sipping the wine while I could really have used something stronger. I'm not sure how I was going to last till the weekend. I apparently fell asleep on the couch, as when I woke up, Penney had gotten me into bed and was between my legs bringing me to a gut wrenching orgasm as she licked me with an energy I would have been hard pressed to match, had I been willing. She was certainly more dominant than she used to be as Peter, but apparently bringing me off was her only goal for tonight. After crawling up and giving me a goodnight kiss that shared my juices, she curled up against me with our arms around each other. Whether it was the wine or fatigue from the orgasm, or both, I went right back to sleep and woke to an empty bed and an empty condo. Penney had apparently already gone in to work. She'd left me an omelet and some bacon in the warmer, which I ate and decided I'd better go in to work today. It was not a good day at work; there was no way I could stay focused on work because of what had happened to Peter/Penney. I managed to stumble through the day until it was time to go home. At home, Penney/Peter was still elated from dealing with his coworkers' efforts to backstab and bring her down. I could almost see the aura of confidence radiating from her while she moved about the kitchen and dining room. Later that evening, Penney had me lay on the bed while she gave me a massage to relax me. She now had the skilled hands of a masseuse, I fell asleep under her ministrations and only woke when she took me from behind with the strap on; bringing me to a shuddering climax. I fell back asleep with her spooning me, the dildo still inside me. She gave me several more gut wrenching orgasms several times during the night and I was just barely able to get up, get some breakfast into me and drag myself to work. Again, it was hard to focus at work. The rest of the week was more of the same, muddle through work go home to a dinner Penney had made and fall asleep to one of her massages and wake up to her strap on ministrations. Finally, Friday night came and I begged off from her attentions, claiming I had to go to work Saturday to catch up on work that I hadn't been able to finish during the week. Not really a lie; more of a misdirection of her thoughts. After breakfast Saturday, I left and did go to the office and played catch up with my work from the week. Later I called Penney at home and told her I would not be home till late tonight, and that she should not wait dinner for me. Penney asked if everything was all right and I lied and told her it was. Hanging up the phone, I drove around aimlessly till just before seven, then parked and walked to Madam Chu's. The alley and the door were there tonight, but there were no lights on; not even any of the paper lanterns that they often used inside. I raised my hand to knock on the door when it was opened from the inside. There stood Jade with a finger to her lips indicating a need for silence. Beckoning me in, she closed the door. Again she placed a finger to her lips and waved for me to follow her. She led me back to the treatment areas and into a room that I had not been in before. There was a treatment table there, incense burning in a censer on a table by the wall. Closing the door, she turned to me and said: "I cannot give you your husband back, Susan, I do not have Madam Chu's power. But I can provide a balance in you that is currently upsetting your Energies." "What do you mean, Jade?" I asked. I have enough power to restore a balance in you so that both you and your husband, now Penney, will be happy with each other." She replied. "To do this, I must set to you the Question: are you willing to accept my help and abide by the results? I cannot do an Intervention; I do not hold Madam Chu's power, but I can do this." "I'm desperate, if it will give me something of Peter and let us both be happy again, then yes, I freely accept." "Then, Susan, remove your clothing and lay upon the table." Removing my clothing, I lay on the table as told. Jade put something into the censer that gave off a heavy cloying odor that made by both lightheaded and drowsy. I felt her place several needles, but then became drowsier and drowsier. What I didn't see was Jade removing a golden needle from her kimono, but I did feel a horrendous pain as she plunged it through my vaginal lips deep inside me. It felt like my insides were being ripped out and my breasts were on fire. The pain became so intense, I screamed as I passed out. * * * * * At home, Penney was pacing the living room worrying what was keeping Susan so long. She had a strange feeling of impending doom; like the changes in the air just before a major storm. Suddenly, she felt a sharp stabbing pain in her loins that brought her to her knees. "Oh, my G**. Susan, what is happening to you? Where are you? I can't help you; I don't know where you are!" * * * * * Jade stood over Susan and watched for the changes to take place. Even though Susan was unconscious, her body writhed in agony. Her skin was moving as though serpents ran under her skin. But the expected changes never happened. Jade's confidence vanished, she started to sweat. If Susan died, there was no place across the dimensions to hide that would be safe from Madam Chu's vengeance. Bad enough for Jade when Madam Chu found out what she had attempted without her permission. Suddenly, Jade was knocked to the floor so hard that there was an indentation from her body in it. Trembling she turned, keeping her eyes looking at the floor, as her worst fears were realized. Madam Chu had arrived and was standing over her. Madam Chu spoke: "Susan was a part of my Hoard and my Prey, should I so choose. You have violated my Hoard and shall face my judgment. By your own stupid actions, Susan is dying; you do not have the power to enable the change. I can save her, but it will require all your power to do so." Knowing that if she didn't agree to do as Madam Chu demanded, she was worse than dead. At least acceding to Madam Chu offered her a chance. "I will use all my power to save her, Madam Chu." She said. "No, Jade, I will use all your power to enact the change." So saying, Madam Chu reached down and removed the Golden Needle from Susan's body. "But Madam Chu, how can you change her without the Needle being placed?" "Foolish youth, I know who you are, I know what you are; that you changed yourself into a female form to work for me to attempt to learn the secrets of my power and perhaps wrest it from me to heighten your own. By your own actions tonight, your power is forfeit, as well as your life. And I claim them both." So saying Madam Chu plunged the Golden Needle thru Jade's breastbone and into her heart. Pain beyond any imagining coursed thru her, paralyzing her body so she could not even scream her agony. Fire burned through her veins and smoke rose from her skin. There was a flash of heat and flames and Jade disappeared. All that remained was a pile of ashes with a pulsing red coal in the center. Madam Chu grasped the coal with a piece of silk, not even noticing the intense heat radiating from it and placed it in a pocket in her robe. The Golden Needle pulsed with golden light as Madam Chu inserted it back into Susan's body as Jade had done. Susan's back arched, bending her body almost in half and her mouth opened in the rictus of an unheard scream. * * * * * Finally exhausted from pacing, Penney collapsed on their bed and cried herself to an exhausted sleep, not knowing what had happened to Susan and powerless to do anything about it. At some unknown time in the dark of early morning, she felt someone slide into bed and wrap their arms around her and hold her tightly against them. The arms conveyed a feeling of security and safety to Penney and pleasant warmth stole over her, giving reassurance, and she fell back asleep. She woke after the sun had risen to the ministrations of someone licking her labia and teasing her nipples. She wanted to just lay there and enjoy the feelings, but in the back of her mind she knew there was something not right that had worried since yesterday evening. Opening her eyes, she rose up on her elbows and looked down at the person between her legs. "Who are you?" she said. The person looked up and she saw it was a brown eyed, brown haired man, not blue eyed, blond haired Susan. "I'm Suede, your husband Penney," he said in a voice deeper than Susan had ever had. "No, my 'husband' is Susan," Penney said. "Not any more Penney, I was Susan, but to restore the balance I needed with you, I became Suede," Susan/Suede replied. "What do you mean?" Penney asked. "You were originally my husband Peter, but Madam Chu changed you to Penney during an Intervention; and while I still love you, my life requires the balance of a man and a woman being married. I could not deal with having a woman for a partner and remain sane." "Can't Madam Chu just change us both back to who we were, Susan?" "Call me Suede now, Penney, and no she cannot. To attempt to do so would kill both of us." Suede replied. "This may be the best option after all. You now have the strengths to thrive in a job that was killing my Peter and with me being a man; my mental balance can restore itself." "Susan, I mean Suede, I'm not sure I can accept this. I've only had you since I became Penney; I'm not sure about a man for a husband." "Then, Penney, let me show you the benefits." So saying Susan/Suede put his head back down and began licking her inside and out. Pinching and teasing her nipples, teasing and sucking on her clitoris. Penney began writhing on the bed, her excitement taking her higher and higher towards orgasm. "Susan, grab the harness, I need it inside me!" "Penney, I have something much better for both of us." Suede replied. So saying Suede moved up over Penney and placed his penis at her opening. Rubbing it up and down several times to moisten it for the entry, he then placed it between her lips against her opening. Applying a steady pressure, he slowly advanced between her lips; feeling her arch her back more the deeper he entered. When his hips stopped against her pelvis, he stopped moving and just held himself ready. "Why are you stopping, Suede. I told you I needed you inside me." "I know, Penney, I am inside you." "Then why did you stop?" "Because I want you to tell me how much you want me and what you want me to do with you, Penney" "I want you to fuck me until I cum and cum and cum and can't cum anymore." "Your wish is my command, Penney." He responded as he began sliding in and out her lips and vagina. Not stopping through her three orgasms and only allowing himself to cum when she screamed that she wanted his jism inside her 'NOW'. It felt like his orgasm lasted 5 minutes and that a gallon of jism passed to her. Finally spent, he slowly slid out of her and turned on his back as he waited for Penney to come down from her high. He felt so relaxed he actually dosed off, but woke to find Penney on top of him with her mouth around his dick and her cunt in his face. Not wanting to pass up an opportunity, he promptly went to work with his tongue; enjoying their mingled juices as Penney was enjoying them as well further down. Things were definitely on their way up, especially with Penney's talented tongue. Susan/Suede was confident they could both deal with life now, thanks to Madam Chu. * * * * * In her office, Madam Chu watched Peter/Penney and Susan/Suede through what mortals had come to call a 'crystal ball', though 'trans dimensional crystal' was a more apt name. With a mysterious, self-satisfied smile, she wrapped it in silk and placed the globe in a velvet lined box in a drawer of her desk, which she then closed and locked. Placing a cigarette in the holder, she held the tip in front of her face, pursed her lips, and a small jet of flame jetted forth and lit the cigarette. Placing the holder between her lips, she sat and meditated. 'Only 2 Needles left,' she thought 'before I can break this Curse and seek my revenge on That Wizard who placed it on me in the first place.' Though the Wizard was old by his own standards, (Though not by her standards.) she looked forward to crushing his bones between her jaws and then flaming the remains to ashes with her Fire. Her smile deepened and she opened her lips to give forth a laugh that shook the room with its depth and power. A deep guttural roar, more appropriate to a dragon than a woman. Streams of smoke came from her nose and mouth, and if you had been able to look in her mouth without being consumed, you would have seen a glow that could only have come from molten fire somewhere insider her, the same glow that was visible in her eyes. * * * * * Somewhere, in a dimension that touched on ours, an old man in what looked more like a bathrobe than a wizard's robe got up and turned off a magical TV in one of the back rooms in his store. "I had hoped to have more time," he said. A large Wolf looked at him and asked, "Is this something I should know about? That you were watching her means you've dealt with her before." "Yes, we've met before." The old man replied. "She is actually a Dragon. She used to be a male dragon. Some centuries ago, he came to my shop and attempted to shake me down and actually stole something of mine. As you know, there are always rules to magic and his actions resulted in the object that he stole having the effect of turning him into a female dragon and essentially cursing him until he had made amends for his actions. He's never forgiven me for what he sees as my fault, even though it was the result of his actions, and even Dragons should read the instructions for magical items. I expect he'll try even harder to use up the last 2 Needles so he can return and seek revenge upon me. Don't worry yourself, I have a plan." "What's your plan, Wiz?" the Wolf asked. "You'll have to wait and see. Dragons have very sensitive hearing and I don't dare mention anything for fear he may somehow learn of it and seek to use it to his advantage. I'm going to bed, watch the shop closely tonight." "Okay, Wiz, if you're sure." "Yes, I'm sure," he said, as he clapped his hands to turn out the lights before he went to bed.