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It still feels strange as I sat thinking to myself. Of course it had only been merely hours since it had taken place, so I should have expected to feel strange. I was seated at a small table outside on the patio of a quaint little restaurant in the downtown area of the city. The seating at the restaurant was mostly patio seating and the atmosphere of the place I had never given a second thought in the past. On this particular day I now found myself having more appreciation than usual for this particular restaurant as it had become my favorite restaurant just a few hours ago. I had just finished eating my meal which for the first time ever consisted of only a small salad. I never was much of a salad eater in the past and I usually avoided them in favor of meat, but my taste for salads along with so many other things had changed in the past few hours. One of the many things that had also changed was my taste in alcohol. In front of me on my table sat a wine glass and I had actually never really enjoyed wine but in the past day my tolerance for liquor had also changed quite drastically. I reached out slowly and placed my hand on the wine glass that was sitting on my table. I took the glass from the table and raised it in my hand and began to stare in the sparkly reflection of the glass. The glass had a very elegant design etched on the glass and contained one of the restaurants finer wines. I had begun to notice that the rim of the glass was stained just slightly with a shade of pink lipstick. I hadn't noticed this before now as the reflection of me that I saw in the glass was still surprising. This image caused me to faintly smile as the thoughts of exactly what had happened leading up to this moment began to fill my head. I raised my other hand as I continued to stare into the glass and took a slow drag off of the cigarette placed between my fingers. I glanced at the lipstick stain on the rim of the glass and then continued staring into the glass just looking at my reflection. I guess the funniest part of this moment could be that before today I had never smoked a day in my life. I had not done a lot of things that I had really wanted to in life before today. I guess my story begins as most stories usually do and that is with a girl. This girl however was more than just any girl to a person like me. Despite any of her perceived flaws she was the absolute definition of perfection in my opinion. As I think back to the very moment I met her it had been approximately three years ago at work when I had met Jessica. I had a job at the customer service counter at a local electronics retailer in town for several years. It wasn't the greatest job but in this economy but a job was a job. I strived very hard to put in enough effort to get a promotion and in three years had failed to do so. I was kind of disgruntled and lacking any real motivation anymore and pretty much went to work going through the motions. Jessica had come to work at customer service as a holiday new hire and did well enough that she got to stay around after the Holidays. I was somehow appointed the task of training Jessica and showing her the ins and outs of the store. At the time it probably wasn't the best choice due to my declining attitude about everything in general. During the process of training Jessica for a job where she would probably end up replacing me at least gave me the ability to learn more about her. In appearance Jessica was quite beautiful, standing around 5' 8" tall with a pretty athletic build and curves in all the right places. She had darker roots which ultimately would lead to blonde hair and the tips were colored a small hint of red. Her hair had probably been colored enough times that even she didn't remember her original hair color. Jessica had one of those smiles that most people envy with perfect white teeth that usually light up an entire room. There was not a part of her that I looked at that didn't stir up jealousy. For the next few months that I worked with her I began to learn several things about Jessica. Jessica had a very large tattoo consisting of pink flowers on her right arm that ran from her shoulder unto her elbow. She often tried to keep this tattoo from being visible when she worked as I think she regretted getting such a large tattoo. Jessica had a rather exceptional personality and left hints at being a party girl at one point or another. I learned she was a single mother to a nine year old. Jessica had dated the girl's father in high school and things had gone from bad to worse between them and she had her daughter when she was only sixteen. I had taken quite a liking to Jessica but not in the usual lustful manner that you are probably suspecting. I had in my mind devised a plan, a ridiculous plan at best but a plan none the less. The plan at its roots appeared to be common among a typical male that was interested in a female. Plan A was simply ask Jessica on a date. My Plan B however was considerably more devious in nature and it was a plan that the ethics of carrying out such a plan weighed on my mind considerably leading up to the day I would act upon my urges. I was considerably infatuated with Jessica, but I didn't want to date or marry Jessica. No this was much more rooted in jealousy than lust. I wanted what Jessica had. What did Jessica have that I wanted so terribly? Everything, I wanted to be Jessica. During the several months of working with Jessica I often found myself teasing and flirting with her, trying to hide the fact that I wanted to replace her as Jessica. My ultimate agenda of what exactly I intended with Jessica remained hidden to everyone. I had long searched for someone that I could replace and had decided for several reasons that she was the perfect person. I began to devise a plan but for my plan to succeed I needed Jessica to be alone with me for several hours. I had finally mustered up the courage to ask her out on a date at work and to my surprise without hesitation she responded with yes. I wasn't a terrible looking guy but I was by no means a prize and I had no expectations that a girl as beautiful as her would have the slightest interest in going anywhere with me. I had heard several rumors that she was looking for something different than her past relationships, somebody that would treat her right and I suppose I had the possibility of treating her right. She had accepted my invitation to dinner without hesitation and I suspected that Amanda had most likely agreed to our date as unlike most guys in her life I was safe and non-threatening unlike the typical bad boys she had a habit of dating. After finalizing the plans of exactly what night that we would be going to dinner, and settling on a Friday night, I began to think long and hard about what I expected to happen. For any part of my plan to work I needed her alone with no witnesses. I had returned to my house after work and entered the confines of my bedroom. I sat on my bed and began to laugh at myself thinking how ludicrous my current thoughts were. I had every single intention of stealing Jessica's life. A single idea that was laughable at best and I hoped entirely possible. I got up off of my bed and kneeled down on the floor beside the bed. I reached under the bed and upon finding what I was looking for I pulled out a dusty old box that looked long forgotten. When my grandfather had died he had left this box to me in his will. Shortly after his funeral, I had received it and several weeks went by before I had reviewed the contents of the box. I often considered the contents laughable and a prank but I always had hidden hopes that it would work. I had returned to sitting on my bed with the newly retrieved box and began to slowly unlock the box. I raised the lock that was fastened on a tiny swivel and began to open the box very slowly. The light hit the contents of the box and caused me slight hurt to my eyes due to the shine of the contents. Inside the box laid a very intricate silver medallion on a medium sized chain. The medallion was very shiny and appeared to have what I assumed could be a hidden power source. Transcribed on the metal was strange writing that I believed translated to transference but since I assumed it was a prank by my Grandfather it was probably Chinese for jackass. Placed under the medallion was a small letter left by my Grandfather containing a note with very minimal instruction. I had never had much faith that this medallion would actually work but I always held onto it with hope that it would ultimately give me what I desired. Knowing my Grandfather it was probably a joke that ended with how I needed to get laid more. I pulled the medallion out of the box and laid it to the side. I then pulled out the small letter that lay under it. The letter was handwritten from my Grandfather and explained very briefly how the medallion was supposed to work. I had heard of the Medallion of Zulu on various internet sites but this wasn't quite that medallion, it was quite different but ultimately served the same purpose. I imagine someone probably made this medallion after getting the idea from several previous medallions. This transformation however didn't call for the touching of clothes, it went much more extreme and if it didn't work I will surely end up in a federal pound me in the ass prison. I carefully read over the letter and still had some doubts that this would even work. If it did however by some miracle work then everything and I mean everything was about to change. The Friday of the planned dinner date had arrived and I had left work early to begin to prepare myself. I arrived home, ate a small snack, showered, and put on clean clothes. I reached under the bed and with a sigh and pulled out the box. I opened the box and retrieved the medallion and placed it into the pocket of my denim jeans. I sat on the couch watching television anxiously waiting for the time of my date with Jessica. I began to process my thoughts and started to laugh at myself. I thought to myself there is no possible way this will work. I hesitated and returned the medallion to the box and placed it under the bed. I couldn't possibly go through with this idea as I would be beyond embarrassed and in jail if it failed to work. I left the medallion behind and left to go begin the date. I arrived at Jessica's house approximately ten minutes early and approached the door. I rang the bell and hoped that Jessica had secured a sitter as I wasn't quite ready to meet her nine year old daughter. What would I even say to the kid "Uh hi, I'm the dude that wants to be your mother." It seemed as if an eternity went by before Jessica answered the door. As Jessica opened the door I was stunned at the beautiful woman standing before me. I had seen her at work but never really dressed to the nines as they say. I tried my best to make small talk as she gathered her purse and readied to leave. The overwhelming thoughts of trading with her continued to fill my head. I could not begin to verbalize exactly how badly I wanted to be the beautiful woman that had just answered the door. As we approached the car I opened the door for her and after Jessica entered I closed the door and entered the driver's side of the car. I began to pull out of the driveway when I ultimately made my decision. I informed Jessica that I had forgotten my wallet and needed to stop by the house to get it. It wasn't the most spectacular way to start a date but the date wouldn't be the most memorable thing to happen to Jessica tonight if my plan worked. Upon arrival at my house I politely asked if she would like to come inside while I got my wallet. I approached the door and unlocked it and calmly thought to myself that it was now or never. We entered the house and I shut the door behind us. I was unsure if I would ever have Jessica alone again and if I did indeed pull this off there did not need to be any witnesses. I excused myself to find my wallet and I went off into the bedroom and once again retrieved the box. I opened the box and retrieved the medallion. I slowly palmed the medallion with hesitation while processing several thoughts. I turned and started walking out of the room sliding the medallion in my pocket. I entered the hallway and walked calmly into the bathroom. I stood looking into the mirror and weighed the opportunity before me. It was now or never and I silently prayed that this would work or I would be in jail forever and ever. I exited the bathroom and began slowly walking towards the living room. I had to have sex with Jessica for this to work. I had no idea if she was that into me yet but I couldn't wait any longer. If this ended up being my only date with her then it was my only chance. The options were before me and sadly the path to womanhood pretty much involved rape. I couldn't just walk up and say "Hey guess what? I want to be you so let's trade." Identity theft was about to happen and she had no protection against it. Jessica was sitting on the couch with her legs crossed. Jessica was dressed in a light pink dress that she had capped off with tights and heels. Her hair wasn't particularly long as it fell slightly below her chin. Jessica's make-up looked as if it was flawlessly applied by a professional. She looked up at me and smiled. It would probably be the last time I ever saw that smile without looking in a mirror. I approached the front door and casually locked it. I turned and walked slowly towards her. I asked what kind of cell phone she had as I was debating a new phone. She offered her Phone to me to look at and I began looking at it with fake interest and walked away from her with it. It was stupid but I now had her phone away from her, so she couldn't call anybody for help. I told her that we had a few moments to spare if she wanted to relax and just talk. I offered her a drink which she accepted so I entered the kitchen and began to pour Jessica a soda. I casually approached the back door and quietly locked the door. I left the drink sitting on the counter and calmly walked back into the living room where Jessica was seated. She was sitting in a relaxed position and had taken her heels off. I looked at Jessica for several moments and desperation must have showed on my face. I honestly probably more of stared at her and her smile slowly began to turn to slight hesitation. There was no easy way to say what I wanted to get across. I walked closer to her and looked deep into her green eyes and instructed her to stand up. She placed her feet on the floor and began to stand. Once she was on her feet I skipped directly to the point and told her to remove her clothes. "Why would I do that?" she responded. I had just pulled the medallion from my pocket and placed the medallion around my neck and began to answer her question. "Well simply because you aren't going to need your clothes anymore." Panic began to spread over her face as I wondered what thoughts now filled her head. Jessica probably expected to be raped or possibly even murdered but that wasn't the case or intention at all. I was interested in her body but not in that sexual manner. I was about to take everything that I ever wanted, the complete definition of identity theft. I wanted to get into her panties and I was about to because I had every intention of becoming Jessica. I had entered this room quite unsure of what was about to happen, but I knew for sure only one woman was leaving and that woman was going to be me. I ordered Jessica more sternly this time and said "Take off your damn clothes now!" I approached her as she hesitantly began to half ass undress as if to stall me. She showed indications that she was about to run. "What is going to happen?" she asked nervously. I rushed at her before she could react and grabbed the frame of her body. I grabbed her by the arm and the waist and began to pull her dress up over her head, she started to struggle but I simply overpowered her. As I pulled on her dress I scooped her up in my arms and slammed her flat on the oversized couch. I began to unbuckle my pants and pulled them down with authority revealing my now fully erect penis. I began to guide it towards her vagina as she looked up, struggled, and began to scream in terror. I covered her mouth with one hand as I reached for her tights with the other. "I hope you like my penis because you are about to own it." I managed to drive her tights and panties down her legs and I pushed the head of my erect penis into her flesh and uncovered her mouth in an attempt to remove more of her clothes. She let out a rough sound of desperation and as soon as my cock entered her I felt a wave of energy come over my body as the medallion around my neck began to glow. It slowly glowed brighter and I wondered if it was actually working. Several crimes were now happening and the theft of her body was the only one that interested me. I pulled my penis back slightly and pushed forward into her empty cavity and that's when I realized that the transformation had begun. The medallion began to glow a brighter yellow and I felt the beginnings of a ripping pain as what I only assumed were my hips beginning to swell outwards. "What is happening?" Jessica screamed. I looked at Jessica directly in her bright green eyes and replied to her with authority "I am stealing your body!" My hips continued to widen and I began to fill my ass expanding in the denim I was wearing. I tried to straighten out my body and wiggle the denim off the very feminine hips I was quickly gaining. I looked at Jessica again and instructed her to take her bra off immediately. She tried to resist and I maneuvered to forcefully lower the straps off of her shoulders. I spun the bra around her torso and struggled to unclasp it. I felt pressure as my hips continued to widen. As I struggled with the bra I began to feel a very new and alien sensation in my groin. I felt and heard a pop and I was quite unsure of exactly what was happening, but I knew I would soon own Jessica's vagina. The sensation began to move throughout my crotch and I was no longer able to push into Jessica as I realized I was being pushed by Jessica. I looked down to find that I no longer had possession of my penis as it was now very much attached to Jessica's groin. The very penis that had been with me for 29 years was now very much visibly inside of my new vagina. Jessica continued to struggle as I started to pump up and down on her newly erect penis with her vagina. I quickly found that my balls were still in the way of my newly acquired sex organ. My balls were continuing to shrink as they were growing below Jessica's newly placed cock. "I don't understand what is happening, or how is this possible!" she declared. She continued to struggle as I looked at my right arm and began to see the faint outline of her flower tattoo appear onto my arm. The tattoo was very rapidly beginning to appear on me as it faded from her arm. I now had the outline of pink flowers on my arm all the way to my elbow. I began to get excited as her face showed clear signs of terror as she had obviously seen her tattoo begin to rapidly appear on my arm. The shock of the appearing tattoo took some of the fight out of her and I raised my hand towards her throat. The transformation was just beginning but I wanted and needed one thing immediately and that was her voice. If she managed to break free she couldn't scream a believable rape story if I had her voice. I grabbed her by the throat and almost instantly felt my vocal chords rip and begin to rearrange. I tried to speak but wasn't able to for several moments and then I felt a tingle and once again tried to speak. I tried to mutter several random words but as I began to regain the ability to actually speak the absolute truth was that I now had complete possession of Jessica's voice. Several minutes had passed as I tried to recollect my thoughts as to what was happening to me. Jessica's struggle was beginning to diminish and I'm sure the events were a sight to behold. I was currently on top of Jessica with a cock deep inside me and from what I could currently tell all I had was Jessica's vagina, hips, tattoo, and voice. I felt an odd sensation stirring in my chest as my nipples felt softer and began to widen. Two mounds were now growing from my chest on each side of the medallion and a pain shot through my rib cage. I supposed my organs inside were now rearranging to become female. I hadn't managed to get my old shirt off yet and as the weight of my new tits continued to gain on my chest the shirt was beginning to tighten. I went from my usual flat chest to now being able to fill out Jessica's bra quite nicely. I smiled and had a devious thought as I realized I now had all of the parts required to fill out most if not all of Jessica's clothes. My eyes began to burn and readjust as I temporarily lost eyesight. I felt my face slowly begin to realign and a pain in my ears. What seemed like an eternity had only actually been several minutes. I began to regain my senses as I heard my old familiar voice say to me "Oh my fucking god, you have my face!" I immediately readjusted both of us so that Jessica was now flat on her back and I was now sitting directly with her cock inside me. I rose up and plunged her cock forcefully inside me and begged for the transformation to finish. I felt what I knew to be Jessica's blond hair soon tickle down the back of my neck as it grew and had a sheer moment of ecstasy which quickly ended when I completely blacked out. The blackness felt like an eternity and was probably more like several hours of time. I began to slowly wake up, it felt strange but I now felt smaller and more compact. I assume that is what happens when you go from being 6'6" to 5'8" very quickly. As I began to awaken I found a very familiar man's chest in my face and I could feel an arm around me. The arm that was around me used to be my arm and I struggled to remember some of the recent events as I still felt in a daze. I remembered the transformation up until I gained her breasts and a vagina. I tried to move my head I felt the tingle of longer hair on the back of my neck. I looked down to find the two breasts I remembered located firmly on my chest, my nipples appeared to be very rock hard as I did just have a cock inside me. I glanced over to my right arm and found Jessica's flower tattoo was now fully presented on my arm. I pushed away from the man beside me and sat up on the couch. I reached downwards and felt the empty space my penis no longer occupied. In place of my penis were a small strip of hair and the folds of my new vagina. I removed the medallion from around my neck and placed it to my side. I cracked my neck and raised my hands and looked at my smaller hands with my now clearly manicured nails. I raised my hands and cupped the breasts that were once one of Jessica's assets and now very clearly belonged to me. I began to test out my new voice as I found it very foreign to speak and hear Jessica's voice come out of my mouth. I looked over at my body lying on the couch. Jessica had not yet woken in her newly male form. "I hope you like having a penis bitch." I said aloud and laughed. It was quite a sight as my old male form laid on the couch wearing the make-up Jessica had been wearing that had not transferred to me. I looked at my old bodies ears and discovered dried blood on the lobes and Amanda's earrings still firmly in place. I guess all the physical stuff had transferred but I didn't have my ears pierced before. I got up off the couch and surveyed the situation. Jessica would be awake soon so I had to pull myself together quickly. I pulled the tights and panties the rest of the way off of my old self. I put my feet one at a time through the legs of the panties and pulled them up over my new cleanly shaven legs and up around my hips. I then repeated the process with the tights. I reached into the floor and picked up my new bra, I looked at the tag and discovered that I now possessed 36C breasts on my new female frame. I pulled the bra around my waist and clasped the hooks. I then spun the bra around until the cups were forward and pulled the cups over my breasts and ran my new arms through the straps. I pulled the straps over my shoulders and reached for the dress that was now lying next to the couch. I pulled the dress over my head, pulling it down over my frame, and adjusted it. I walked over to Jessica's purse on the floor and picked it up. I began to rummage through the purse until I found her make-up bag. I sat the purse down and walked towards the bathroom. As I approached the bathroom I thought of the letter that Grandpa had left with the medallion. I rushed back to the couch and retrieved the medallion. I re-entered the bedroom and retrieved the box. I opened the letter and began to re-read it. Steve, Obviously if you are reading this than an old man has went to be with the Lord. You may be upset with the item from my estate that I have chosen to leave you as it appears to have no value but I assure you that the item contained in this box is my most precious possession. I was given this item during the time of the Vietnam War. I used this medallion to escape the perceived tortures of my life. This medallion isn't just a rusty old memento; it is a gateway to your heart's desire. I had my doubts about this item but I decided to tempt fate and use it and my faith was rewarded. I hate to tell you this way and you will find it hard to believe but I was not originally your Grandfather, I was a Vietnam woman that dreamed of life in America. I dreamed of living in America as a man so I used the medallion to steal your Grandfather's life during his service to his country. It probably wasn't right but it was my opportunity to the life I wanted. The medallion is a one way ticket. A man can become a woman or a woman can become a man. Hopefully you will find some use for this medallion and begin your life as a woman. Simply place the medallion around your neck and have intercourse with a female of your choice and you will completely become her in mind and body. You will only be able to utilize the medallions powers once so chose carefully because once the transformation is complete you will be that woman for the rest of her life. I laid the letter down on the bed and locked the medallion back in the box. I returned it to underneath the bed to never be used by me again. I went back to the bathroom and stared into the mirror. I was absolutely amazed by the reflection looking back at me. I had just dressed myself as a woman for the first time and not been cross dressing. I had completely become Jessica. I sat the make-up bag on the counter and removed a brush and began to run it through my hair. Once I was satisfied with my hair style with what little I had to work with at the time I began to apply my make-up. I began to remove the make-up from the bag. I paused and closed my eyes. I wasn't equipped to put on make-up like Jessica had. I began to think harder about the situation and I realized I had access to Jessica's memories. It seemed as if a whirlwind hit my head as I began to remember everything about her up until this point. I guess they really did mean mind and body and that is when I noticed I was no longer right handed. After I had channeled Jessica's memories I was now left handed. I removed the foundation from the bag and went to work. I applied the foundation and then followed it by powder, blush, eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick until I had completely replicated Jessica's make-up style. I had cross dressed quite often in my life but had never applied make-up as perfectly as I just had. I felt as if I had been doing this my entire life. I looked back in the mirror and saw the very same Jessica I had had seen when she had opened that door earlier in the night. I quickly cleaned up my make-up placing it back into the bag. I went back into the living room and placed the heels on my feet and the make-up back into her purse. I then sat down in the chair waiting for the new Steve to awaken from his slumber. Thirty minutes had probably passed as I sat playing with Jessica's phone texting my new friends when my old self began to awaken. I sat up straight and crossed my legs using Jessica's typical posture. I heard my old voice whisper a faint "What the hell happened?" My old body rolled over and began to sit up. I looked at the new Steve and smiled with my new perfect teeth. My old body asked "What did you do to me?" He suddenly became very aware of the sound of his voice. "I hope you like having that penis sunshine." I laughed. "Why do you look like me?" my victim faintly asked. "Well...I don't look like you. I look like Jessica Rollins, and you aren't Jessica Rollins, I am. Basically I decided that I wanted everything that you had. Consider this a hostile takeover of your life." A shocked expression came over my old face as I he asked "Why would you want to be me?" I smiled and gave a slight evil grin. "Who wouldn't want to be you Jessica? You should feel special. You were the chosen one. I was nothing but a down on his luck lanky average looking guy going nowhere. I was given a gift that allowed me to take your entire life away from you. Make no mistakes that this was no accident you were born Jessica Rollins and I chose to become Jessica Rollins. I have been waiting for three years for this moment. From the day I met you I became obsessed with you. I cross dressed and pretended to be you. If I had known it would have worked sooner I would have taken your life a long time ago. Nobody ever gave me a second glance in life and now I could go out, flash my tits, and stop traffic anytime I wanted too with this body. I will get all the attention I want now. You got the luxury of being Jessica Rollins for 25 years, and now it's my turn." The expression on my old face turned to fear. "Nobody will believe that your Jessica, I'll call the Police. I'll call somebody!" I laughed out loud "Get used to this Steve! I won't have any trouble getting anyone to believe that I'm you. Look at me, I'm sitting exactly like you used to, I have your face, your tits, your ass, your tattoo, your voice, and most importantly your vagina." I stood up and walked towards the new Steve on the couch. I leaned in closer to my old body. "Look I have no trouble walking in heels Steve. Look at my face....I had no trouble putting on make-up exactly like you did. This wasn't an accident, like it or not I have stolen your entire life." I then stood straight up and pulled my dress up and my tights slightly down. "I even have the c-section scar where you gave birth. So tell me how exactly that no one will believe that I'm not Jessica? I guess it hasn't quite hit you yet. Look at me bitch, I am 100% Jessica Rollins, and your own daughter won't even notice the difference. I even have your memories. That's right I have every single one of them up until today. I remember that first kiss, every single guy who has ever fucked me, and I even remember giving birth. I remember getting this tattoo, I remember your little lesbian experience in high school and I even know how you were going to blow me off after tonight because I wasn't your type of guy. Well now you're not my type of guy. I remember everything about Jessica, because I am Jessica." My old body suddenly fell quiet as I seen tears begin to form. "Look I understand this is difficult, you have had a tough night, but you will get used to it. Being a guy isn't too terrible, being a guy who cross dresses pretty much sucks. Look I'll even do you a solid, no pun intended." I knelt down and pushed my old self back on the couch as my old body sat crying. "Look I have wanted to do this for a while and never could bring myself to do it since I was a guy and all." I took both my hands and spread his legs apart. "What are you doing?" I was asked through the sobbing. "Look I guess technically this would be masturbation but we both have to get used to how things are now Steve, so just to be nice I'm going to blow you for old time's sake. Consider it a going away party" I pushed my hair to one side and lowered my head. I took my hand and placed it on my old cock and began to stroke. "Look you got the shit end of the stick today; you lost your beauty, your banging body, and your life so you might as well get to orgasm first. Besides I need the practice because let's be honest I'm going to make some guy very happy one day." I continued to stroke my familiar cock that I had never quite seen from this angle before. I took my other hand and begin to stroke the balls I no longer possessed. After a few moments of continual stroking I felt the new Steve begin to get excited. I took my head and lowered it towards my old cock and took my lips and for the first time in my life kissed a cock. I guess the hilarious part was that it used to be my cock, but so far I enjoyed my new position much more than having one. I slowly worked my mouth over the tip and began to bobble back and forth on the head of my old cock. I knew first hand that this was driving the old Jessica quite crazy. The cock began to stiffen and the more and more it swelled the more of it found its way inside my mouth. I began to work the shaft up and down as the speed of my sucking increased. I began to hear moans of approval as I was working my old friend like a pro. "Oh my" and moaning was the only resistance I was getting from my former self as I continued up and down the shaft as memories began to click in my head. Visions of Jessica performing this very act activated my instincts like a reflex. I picked up speed like I had been sucking cock since puberty. I instantly went from a novice to an experienced cock sucker. I moved my mouth up and down as I used what used to be my own cock to fuck my new face, all while continuing to work the shaft with my hand. The new Steve was reaching climax when suddenly a hand was placed on the back of my head clutching my hair and moving in motion with my sucking. Obviously the new Steve was very much enjoying the new Jessica's ability to suck his dick. I hadn't been a woman an entire day and I already knew that my entire sexual interest would now revolve around having a cock inside me. As the climax of the new Steve neared, I paused remembering that Jessica didn't swallow. "Don't worry Steve the new Jessica shallows every last drop." I continued back sucking at my previous pace and suddenly an explosion hit the back of my mouth and throat, I began to slightly gag but moved quickly to secure every last drop of cum that my old cock could offer me. I swallowed and swallowed and then licked the dick completely dry with my tongue. I was disturbed at the thought of what just happened as I had sucked my old self off like a cheap whore but extremely proud of my new found accomplishment at the same time. I raised my head off of the newly deflating cock and looked at the ridiculous Steve that sat before me. "You may want to give me those earrings and wash off that make-up." The new Steve complied and removed the earrings and handed them to me. I took each one and placed them into my ears and then adjusted my clothes. "What happens now?" the new Steve asked. "Well you get to live whatever sad existence of Steve you choose to and I get to go be Jessica." The new Steve began to cry again as the realization that I wasn't giving the body of Jessica back set in. I walked over and picked up my purse from the floor and placed it over my shoulder. "You have fun now" I giggled. I reached into my purse and pulled out a compact mirror and opened it and began to mess with my hair. "I feel like I won the lottery today, beautiful face, nice set of tits, great ass, awesome personality, plus I get to be a mother. What a score!" I closed the compact and looked at new Steve with a devilish grin. "Enjoy your life Steve, Momma is going to go find someone to get inside her. Maybe I will call that Alex guy at work you liked. I remember he was pretty hung when you fucked him. See I'm already thinking just like Jessica." I walked outside and the wind began to slowly blow my new hair. I began walking down the street and as I walked I felt odd for a moment. I was outside in make-up and a dress for the first time in my life and I didn't look like a tranny or a Halloween costume gone badly. I wasn't a guy any more. I was 100% female. I no longer had to hide my love for make-up, dresses, or even heels. I could go shopping anytime now and I could even go watch Twilight and not get bashed for it. I reached my hand out to hail a cab which historically was an absolute chore for me, but not today. Every cab driver in the city would stop for someone like Jessica and I was Jessica. I might finally get promoted at work even. I asked the guy to take me downtime as I wanted to try out my new favorite restaurant. A short time later we arrived I exited the cab after paying the cabbie and approached the restaurant. The restaurant was a quaint little place that was mostly outside. I asked the host for a table for one and was shortly seated. The waiter came and I ordered a salad and a glass of wine. It still feels completely strange that I am sitting here as a woman I sat thinking to myself. Of course it had only been merely hours since I had stolen Jessica's life. I found myself having much more appreciation for this particular place as it was Jessica's favorite restaurant and I was quickly adapting to Jessica's habits. I finished my meal which had consisted for the first time ever strangely of only a salad. I was never much of a salad eater in the past usually avoiding them all together. Now that I had Jessica's body I needed to watch my figure more than ever. My taste in alcohol had changed as I now even had gained Jessica's taste buds. In front of me on the table sat a very elegant glass with the wine I had ordered. I had never cared much for wine but in the past day my tolerance for liquor had changed quite drastically. I reached out slowly and placed my hand on the wine glass that was sitting on my table. I took the glass from the table and raised it in my hand and began to stare in the reflection of the glass. The glass had a very elegant design and contained one of the restaurant's finer wines. I had noticed the rim of the glass was stained slightly with a shade of pink lipstick that I hadn't noticed before now. I usually didn't get to wear make-up in public in the past. The reflection I saw in the glass was still surprising to me at moments. The reflection caused me faintly smile as the thoughts of exactly what had happened played into my head. I raised my other hand as I continued to stare into the glass and took a slow drag off of the cigarette that I had lit and was placed between my fingers. I glanced at the lipstick stain on the rim of the glass and then continued to stare at my beautiful reflection in the glass. I guess the funniest part of this moment could be that before today I had never smoked a day in my life. Now I can remember smoking ever since I was 16. However until now I had not done a lot of things that I had really wanted to in life. I brought my hand up and took another drag of my cigarette. I then took a sip of wine when I noticed that a person was approaching me from the left. I turned in his direction and was met with a rather handsome dark haired guy approaching my table. "What's a girl like you doing in a place like this on a Friday night?" He asked. "I guess I just haven't been myself lately." I answered.