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Dan Hutchinson came home to an empty house. He had been gone for two
weeks on a business trip to New York, and he was ready to take his suit
off and relax. The house was dark, locked, silent. Almost silent,
actually. He heard just the faintest tapping coming from below. He
walked down the stairs - it got louder - now it was more of a rhythmic
thumping, like...a bed rocking back and forth. As he got closer to the
guest bedroom, it got louder - he heard some faint moaning through the
door - he reached to open the door but it was locked. He ran upstairs to
get his key, then ran back down, quietly put his key in the lock, and
opened the door to find his wife of 3 months with her legs wrapped around
Marco the pool boy, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her mouth open, moaning
softly.
"Ally, no!" The thumping quickly stopped, the pool boy wrapped the sheet
around himself and ran off, and Ally was left alone, naked and blushing
in bed.
"It's not what it looks like!" she cried. Her face quickly changed
expression. "Okay, it's what it looks like."
"Why, Ally, why?" said Dan, ready to either pounce in anger or sit down
and cry.
"You have no idea what it's like to be me!" she wailed. "I'm lonely and
irresistibly sexy, and you abandon me for weeks at a time."
"I work hard so you can have these things, Ally. I'm away because I love
you! Loved you, anyway. YOU WITCH." he yelled, and ran towards her in
anger. But something held him up.
"A witch, am I? Maybe I am, maybe I am." Ally began to cackle in a
completely terrifying "Wicked Witch of the West" kind of way. She turned
a sickly shade of green, and clapped her hands together. Sparks flew
out, and Dan was glued in one place. He couldn't move. He couldn't even
blink.
"I think, I think you should find out what it's like to be me. To become
a beautiful, lonely, horny woman for one night. Just one night. And
we'll see what kind of choices you make."
Sparks flew out of her hands - each flew into Dan, and each one caused
his body to tingle. He could feel buzzing inside his body - it was like
he was a hive and bumblebees were busy inside of him. He couldn't look
down, because he was still frozen in place like a stalagmite.
Finally, the sparks and the buzzing stopped, and Ally said, "You are
released, Dan. Take your suit off, and I'll tell you the rules for
tonight.
Dan felt compelled to do everything that Ally said. Long dark hair with
blond highlights fell around his shoulders. He slowly took his suit
jacket off, and then unbuttoned his shirt, revealing that all of a sudden
he had luscious breasts, swathed in a leopard print bra. He took his
pants off, and saw that leopard print panties barely covering his new
vagina, his thin but toned smooth hairless arms and legs beautifully
highlighted by his barely-there lingerie.
"How do feel, Dana?" said Ally smiling. "let me tell you the rules for
tonight's game.
#1 you are almost irresistibly attracted to fit young muscular men
#2 All you can wear is that lingerie
#3 you are staying in that bed tonight with Marco for 12 hours and
#4 if you have sex with him, you will transform into a sexy insatiable
bitch forever. Just like me!"
"This doesn't sound like a fun game at all! What if I don't want to play
this game?"
"Then I'll turn you into a spider. Or a worm. Or something else I'll
find amusing that you probably wouldn't like."
"What if I don't have sex with him?"
"Then I'll turn you back into Dan, and you can keep living your boring
useless life."
"You know" said Dan, his new feminine voice quivering, "I'm starting to
think my parents were right about you."
"WHAT DID YOUR PARENTS SAY ABOUT ME? DO I NEED TO TEACH THEM A LESSON
TOO?!" said Ally.
"Oh nothing, nothing. They love you dearly and they think you're a very
prudent choice for a life partner."
"Damn right," said Ally. "Marco, MARCO, come here."
Marco peeked around the door. "Is everything all right now?" he said.
"I'm okay, but it looks like something's come over my husband. I can't
put my finger on it, but something's...different. Do you notice a change?"
The shirtless pool boy stared at Dan's stunning new female body, his new
breasts almost spilling out the top of his new bra.
"Very attractive," said Marco. "Much improved. I like the new look."
"You're going to sleep with my husband tonight. But only touch him if he
asks you to. I have a feeling he might. It's a test of his willpower."
"Very well, Ally." He turned toward Dan. "Bedtime, sir."
Don/Dana blushed brightly - half out of anger and half out of lust. "I
am staying virtuous tonight. You can bet on it." She slowly crawled
into bed, and Marco hopped into the other side.
"I think we should make things a little more romantic," said Ally. The
plain brown little twin bed with cotton sheets rippled and stretched, and
became a pink heart-shaped bed, with pink, satin sheets. Dana looked up
at the ceiling, which became shinier and shinier and turned into a
mirror. The walls became dark, as dark as night, and shone with
twinkling stars. The lights dimmed, and became candles, a scent of
cologne wafted through the room, and sexy music began to play from a
hidden stereo.
By the light of the candles, Dana could see her own sexy half-naked
female body, and Marco's muscular rippled body lying side by side, each
staring at each other in the mirror. "I'll see you two lovebirds in the
morning." Ally waved goodbye, then disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"Well..." said Dana. "That was unexpected."
"Quite," said Marco.
"Did you know that she was a witch?" said Dana, still in shock.
"I had my suspicions. What with her always stirring that cauldron."
"She told me it was just a big crockpot." Dana paused, sneaking glances
at the half-naked man in bed next to her. "So, ...Marco," said Dana,
trying to hide the lust in her voice and make some small talk. "How did
you get into the pool maintenance business? You do a good job with the
pool, by the way. It's always very sparkling and clean."
"Thank you, sir. I do my best. And, it's an interesting story, sir.
You see, when I was a young boy in Ecuador, only the very richest ladies
had pools. And many of them got very lonely, just as your wife does 3 or
4 times a day when you're gone. And my dream when I was a boy was to
make beautiful rich ladies a little less lonely. And I have found that
the rich ladies in your country get so, so, so lonely, and giving them my
companionship makes me very happy indeed. You look lonely, are you
lonely, sir?"
"No, I am NOT lonely. I am the opposite of lonely."
"I hope I'm not overstepping my bounds, sir, and this is not something
that I have told many other men. You have lovely breasts, sir."
"You ARE overstepping your bounds."
"Your hips are incredibly sexy."
"Can it, Marco."
"And you have an exquisite vagina."
"SHUT UP, MARCO."
"Yes sir, very good, sir." Marco looked wounded and turned away.
Dana sighed and blushed - how dare he call my vagina exquisite? She had
hoped to spend the night making love to her wife, but instead, she was
lying in bed in skimpy lingerie, desperately trying to avoid having sex
with the help. Dana stared up at herself in the mirror. 36-24-36, she
thought. She did have exquisite breasts. That was indisputable. She
could see her hard nipples through her bra. Her breasts were perfectly
sized for her body, not too big and not too small, and perfectly shaped.
Her hips were lovely and womanly, too, Marco was right.
She looked down at her new vagina. It was just a flat area between her
legs covered by the triangle of her leopard-print bikini - was it
exquisite? Maybe, maybe not. Maybe that's what boys tell girls in
Ecuador when they want to impress them - "tu vagina es exquisita". She
surreptitiously slid her hand down to her panties - she could feel a warm
dampness between her legs.
"Hey Marco, does it bother you at all to cheat with somebody else's wife?
Does it bother you that I was a man a half-hour ago? Does any of that
seem at all disturbing or surprising to you?"
"You know, sir, in my life, I've learned to roll with the punches. Just
go along and get along. I just try to bring a little happiness into the
lives I touch."
Dana looked down at the pool boy's manhood. I bet he's brought a lot of
happiness, she thought.
"Marco, what do you think "having sex' means?"
"Well sir, when a man and a woman love each other very much, sometimes
they find a way to show their special feelings for each other, and..."
"No, no, I mean, what's the technical definition. Say, for example, just
for argument's sake, not that I would ever want to do this, but if I put
your penis in my mouth, would that be sex? Would I stay a 'sexy bitch'
forever if I did that? That wouldn't be fair, because I don't really
think it's sex."
"I don't know, sir. The only way to know is to try."
"That's true."
Dana rolled over with her back towards him, her breasts jiggling as she
did so. She tried to think about other things - she tried counting
sheep, but then all of a sudden, in her mind, instead of a sheep jumping
over a fence, it was Marco, riding naked (except for a cowboy hat) on a
horse, coming to tear her clothes off. He shouldn't ride naked on a
horse, she thought, that's got to be uncomfortable. She had a hard time
thinking about anything except her new female body, and his penis, just
waiting there, like a cobra about to strike. Her new body was a magnet
- drawn toward him with an almost irresistible force. She looked down at
her new breasts and vagina, and thought it was extremely unfair that she
was given these new toys, but then told she couldn't play with them.
Her back felt sore, probably from the sexy bed. It was romantic alright,
but it was too soft - she liked a firmer mattress, maybe an 8/10 on the
hardness scale. This was more like a 2.
"Marco?"
"Yes sir."
"Will you give me a massage? My back is killing me. She sat up at the
edge of the bed, and he put his legs around her, and started massaging
her back. She could feel his manhood pressed against her lower back -
what a wonderful feeling! His large hands firmly squeezing her delicate
back. "Go ahead and take my bra off - it's just getting in the way,"
she said. He did so expertly, and her breasts were naked to the world.
She looked down with pleasant surprise at how well they held up, even
without a bra.
"Marco. My breasts are so sore from the bra, I guess, it was just too
tight. Can you massage them?" It was a little bit of a white lie, but
what the hell, she thought.
"Of course, sir."
He put his arms around her, and began massaging her breasts. The new
woman began panting heavily.
"Okay, that's enough. I feel better," said Dana, who had forgotten all
about her back.
They both laid down again.
She felt so empty inside. She felt like an empty coffee cup, just
waiting for someone to pour hot, steaming fluid into it. She looked up
at the ceiling again - she saw her perfect naked breasts, her nipples
hard as rocks. She looked at him - he was wearing way too much.
"Marco, you're so uptight. You can take off some of your clothes."
"I'm only wearing underwear, sir."
"Well, you don't need to be that formal around me."
"I would be pleased to go 'au naturel' if that is your wish, sir. " She
felt another wave of lust as she looked at his now naked body.
A cold sweat came over her. This was a big decision. Do I want to be an
irresistibly sexy, horny woman for the rest of my life? Do I want to
have to wear a bra forever? Do I want to have a series of affairs with
men who are probably no good for me? She could see what was coming if
she made the big decision - late-night rendezvous, a series of handsome
men, a series of her dresses falling to the floor. The answer was
obvious.
"Marco" she said, with a slight quiver. "I'm feeling lonely."
"I thought you might be, sir."
She ripped her bikini bottom off, and he quickly straddled her. She got
to grab his manhood in her hand, and was surprised at how hot and big it
was. It was probably a 10/10 on the hardness scale, she thought
approvingly. He kissed her deeply, and she could feel her new body
responding in an amazing way. It was like the bees were back inside her
body, buzzing away, even faster than before.
"Do it slowly. And gently," she said.
He did, and she felt him enter inside of her. The heart-shaped bed was
rocking back and forth with the force of the passion. What would have
seemed unimaginable just a few hours ago now was inevitable. It felt
like an explosion inside her when he came.
They slowly stopped, he laid down beside her, and put his arms around
her, his blue eyes shining warmly.
"How was it, sir?" he said.
"You have an exquisite penis, Marco. Tu penis es exquisito. And you can
call me ma'am. Everyone else will."
"Yes ma'am," he said.
"I can't believe what that felt like - it felt like fireworks going off
in my vagina!"
Marco looked concerned and furrowed his brow. "I'm sorry."
Dana laughed. "No, I mean like in a good way." There was an awkward
pause. "So...what do we do for the next 11 and a half hours?" said Dana.
"I have a few ideas, ma'am."
Dana thought they were excellent ideas.
....
Marco looked down with a pleased smile, and stroked her hair. "You look
so happy and content right now."
Dana was unable to answer because her mouth was full, but she nodded as
best she could.
"So happy, in fact, that I probably should tell you something about your
wife. She doesn't like to see other people happy - and when she finds
you getting happy with me, she may get a bit jealous, and when she gets
jealous, she tends to turn people into newts, or spiders, or worms, or
whatever."
Dana didn't want to, but she paused what she was doing, and tried to look
up at Marco.
"That's why you should wear this cross around your neck." He lifted her
hair and put the necklace around her as best he could.
Suddenly, there was a poof of smoke. Ally had returned.
She screamed, "DAN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" She had a camera and took
several pictures. "I leave my husband for a half an hour, and he puts on
a bra and panties, and starts sucking off the pool boy! How could you?
Abandonment, unconscionable cruelty, infidelity, desertion!" She looked
at her husband's empty crotch. "Impotence! I'm taking everything!
Goodbye forever!"
Dana finally abandoned the job she was doing, freed her mouth, and told
her, "Marco loves me! He thinks I'm beautiful! He's decided he doesn't
have to settle for you anymore. He thinks I'm way prettier! He thinks
you have thick thighs!"
"THAT'S IT. YOU'RE A WORM, DAN" said Ally, raising her hands and
letting the sparks fly. They bounced harmlessly off Dana. The crucifix
had protected her this time.
"I'll see you in divorce court," said Ally and disappeared.
Marco looked at Dana and shook his head disapprovingly. "I never told
you she has thick thighs."
"She does though, doesn't she?"
"Yes. But it is dishonorable to insult a woman in this manner."
"I don't understand your honor system. You don't mind cuckolding
husbands."
Marco shook his head wearily. "I try to bring a little happiness into
people's lives, to make women less lonely, that's all I try to do."
Dana was about to tell him that she forgave him, but then her mouth got
full again, so she just had to show him instead of telling him.
...
Dana walked into divorce court in a little slip of a dress and heels, a
short, tight red dress and long black stiletto heels. The dress showed
off her bosoms to excellent effect. It also showed off her long,
beautiful legs. Almost all of her legs, in fact. A gold necklace hung
around her neck, the cross buried in her cleavage.
She sat down across the aisle from her ex-wife, who was dressed in a
sober black pantsuit, and whispered to her. "You look great, Ally, you
look like you've been eating very well."
"I think you forgot to wear pants today, Dana. How's the whore business
these days?"
Dana smiled and whispered, "Booming! Who's your fashion adviser, Hillary
Clinton?"
"At least I'm not showing off my snatch to the courtroom."
Dana laughed and said, "Jealous witch. I bet the devil won't even sleep
with you in that outfit."
(In fact, Ally was exaggerating, Dana hadn't actually entered the 'whore'
business. Her publishing company had transferred her from the exec room
to the studio to be a swimsuit and lingerie model. Dana was surprised to
discover that she actually got paid more now than she did before. And
her personal life was going well. She was dating a baseball player now.
He wasn't an intellectual, but the man knew how to swing his bat. She
liked being his catcher. And, every once in a while, when he was away on
long road trips, she could call Marco to make her feel less lonely.)
"All rise!" said the bailiff.
The court case began. The first item on the agenda was to prove that Don
had actually become Dana, a confusing piece of business, but fingerprints
made it relatively easy to do.
The second part was to prove who had done whom wrong. Ally got up on the
stand, and started weeping. "I came back home to find my husband -
wearing nothing but a bra and panties, having unnatural relations with
our maintenance man! And he had apparently gone to a surgeon and become
a woman in the two weeks he was gone! I have never been so traumatized
in my life." She began weeping, convincingly, thought Dana, with some
admiration for her acting skills.
Dana had a difficult time making her side of the case, because A. She
had no pictures. B. Marco refused to testify ("I do not kiss and tell"
he said), and C. The real story would have gotten her laughed out of
court.
The divorce case was pretty much turning into a disaster, which Dana
thought it might. The judge was a irritable old man, who seemed to get
grumpier with each piece of testimony. She could see that she was about
to lose her house, all her possessions, and end up paying alimony for the
rest of her life. The judge adjourned the case, and stated that there
would be a verdict after lunch. Dana was a resourceful woman, so she
decided to try plan B.
An hour later, Ally sat in the courtroom, waiting for the judge and Dana
to return for the verdict. What was taking them so long? Dana rushed in
from the back, sat down, and tried to look serious and sober. Ally
noticed that Dana's lipstick was smeared, and her hair was messed up.
She must have gone outside for a bite to eat, and gotten her hair blown
by the wind.
Finally, the judge ambled in. He seemed like a different man. He looked
dazed, but happy, and he grinned at the courtroom. "It's a beautiful
day today, isn't it? I just feel like jumping up in the air and clicking
my heels!" The judge winked at Dana.
Ally suddenly got a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach. The
judge said, "In the case of Hutchinson vs. Hutchinson, I award the house,
all possessions, and $3000 monthly to Miss Dana Hutchinson."
Dana mouthed a few words to him. The judge added, "I nearly forgot. And
the pool boy. Case closed." He banged his gavel, and walked off
happily, lost in his own thoughts.
Ally turned toward Dana, a look of fury in her eyes, her skin turning a
sickly shade of green - "You screwed with the judge, didn't you?"
Dana said with a look of mock innocence. "Are you accusing me of banging
his gavel?"
Ally nodded her head.
Dana added, "Are you saying that I let him visit my chambers?"
Ally nodded her head.
Dana laughed. "It's possible." She turned with a flounce, fluffed her
hair, and strutted away. But before she did, Ally saw a new tattoo on
her ex-husband's upper thigh that said, "Sexy bitch 4-ever".
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