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It was a sheriff's sale that I'd wandered upon. A couple had disappeared a few months ago; it had been in the local papers. They'd vanished without a trace and investigators were baffled. While foul play had never been ruled out, they'd left no trail whatsoever; no credit card receipts, no phone calls, no....nothing. They'd left unpaid bills, but nothing out of the ordinary. I guessed the sale was to wrap up their debts. A florid, overweight man chomping a cigar was just inside the door. I was going to pass by, but he said, "Come on in- we're selling the contents of the house and no reasonable offer will be refused. We've got to wrap this up today, and I'm leaving nothing behind." I stepped into the house. It felt a little creepy, picking over the belongings of some people who were probably dead. But I was already inside, so I'd do a courtesy tour before heading for the hills. There wasn't anything remarkable about the place. As I wandered from room to room, I wondered about the people who lived here. I imagined the cops had already been over the place with a fine tooth comb, not that there was any indication of what might have gone wrong. Upstairs in the bedroom was a nice bed, but I noticed the wall behind it had been scraped and bumped. I guess they had an active sex life, since that headboard had taken a beating. I mentally berated myself for being so callous. Coming downstairs, I entered the den and there was a nice flat-screen TV there. Now that was something I could use; it was a lot larger than my current TV, and I should snap it up as soon..... "See something you like?" The florid man had eased up behind me. "Well, yes, the TV. How much?" "I'll sell you the TV and the DVR for fifty bucks." I couldn't believe my ears. "Really?" Well, for some reason the DVR can't be disconnected from the TV. I tried, but no luck. Just trying to move stuff." I flipped him fifty bucks out of my wallet, and an extra ten to hold it until I could get my car to pick it up. "Sold," he smiled. So it was that an hour later I was carrying the whole thing into my house. He was right, that DVR was an integral part of the TV- there were no plugs, it all looked hardwired. I didn't dare try to disconnect it for fear I'd mess everything up. The power ran through the DVR, and when I plugged it into my wall outlet, I could have sworn there was just a little glimmer on the unit. Could have been my eyes playing tricks on me, though.... There was a remote taped to the top of the DVR, and I powered it on. The TV flickered to life, but there was no picture. Crap. Well, that's what you get, I thought. Sixty bucks wasted. I hadn't clicked the DVR on, though. When I did that, a picture formed on the screen. It was, well, a door. it didn't seem to move or anything; it was just a frigging door. That was really odd. I sat there like an idiot for two minutes, waiting for the picture to change. It never did. I was about to snap it off when I looked off to the side of my living room. There was a door there where there hadn't been one before! What the hell? I knew that the wall that the door was on just had a hallway behind it. That door couldn't possibly GO anywhere. But there it was. I went over to examine it more closely. It was exactly the same kind of door I saw on the screen. My hands shaking, I touched the door. It felt solid and substantial; it wasn't an optical illusion. I touched the knob and turned it. It opened into a grand foyer with chandeliers and a large staircase. Sunlight was streaming in. I stood on the verge, then tentatively stepped across the doorway, holding onto the door handle for dear life. As I crossed the threshold, a warm pleasant feeling surged through me, something almost euphoric. But cowardice got the better of me and I jumped back into my living room, leaving the door ajar ever so slightly. I went back to the TV and looked at the door. It was ajar, but I realized that I was looking at the inside of the door, not the outside. A thought popped into my head and I rewound the DVR by about a minute. There was the door, then it was open, and I could see myself. What I wasn't prepared for is what happened when I stepped through. It happened in the blink of an eye, but the person holding on to the door handle for dear life wasn't me. It was a beautiful woman, with long red hair and a body that wouldn't quit. Why hadn't I noticed that when I stepped through? I'd been so concerned about my safety that I hadn't even been paying attention. This required a little serious thought. I powered down the DVR, and as I did, the door in the wall vanished. Whew. I tried to unplug the DVR, but I couldn't do it- it seemed to be fused to the wall outlet. Just another curious thing. I knew that none of this was possible. Doors don't just appear out of nowhere and they don't lead to other houses. It was still early, but I went to the fridge to crack a beer. Then I examined the wall on both sides and damned if I couldn't find a single thing out of the ordinary. No marks, scratches, nothing. It was a solid wall. I sat on my couch debating what to do. Should I call someone? Someone from the authorities? Hell, what if nothing happened and people thought I was nuts? I decided I needed to explore further myself. There was no way I was going to leave this unexplored- it'd drive me crazy. So I clicked the TV and DVR on, and once again, the door appeared, both on screen and on my wall. The warm wave passed through me again as I stepped into the foyer. It was more than a sensation- I felt the change in me this time. I looked down at my nice set of boobs poured into my sexy cleavage. I felt the stockings against my legs. I felt my feet daintily fitting into my stiletto heels. It wasn't so much a change as it was going from being comfortable in one body to being comfortable in another. I couldn't quite explain it, but right now I was who I was supposed to be. I strode confidently across the marble floor and up the steps to my bedroom. I knew he'd be waiting for me. I struck a pose in the doorway. "Hello, Jovan." "Hello, Gisele. You're looking lovely today." He was under the sheets, but I could already see the bulge forming. A tingle in my pussy and my nipples pushed me forward, and I crawled onto the bed like a hungry animal. I peeled back the sheets to behold his tumescent cock, warm, throbbing and inviting. I grabbed it with one hand and licked the tip just the way I knew he liked it. He stroked my hair. "Oh baby, that's it. Suck my fucking cock." I loved the feel of his manhood in my mouth, but this was just a warm-up. He groaned when I let go of his shaft, but recovered when I stood up and stripped out of my tight little dress. I lay everything carefully on the furniture, and feeling the breeze on my boobs was arousing. My already- hard nips practically vibrated as I climbed back on the bed and straddled Jovan's chest, clad only in my tight little panties. I could smell the scent of my pussy as it lubricated itself, and Jovan's fingers played around the tiny waistband, teasing me to new heights. Pulling the crotch aside he craned his head forward and let his tongue touch my clit. Sparks flew and I gasped as I wiggled closer to him, my need growing stronger and stronger. I pushed his head away from my steaming cunt. "Jovan, fuck me, I can't stand it any more." The words tumbled out of me. I got on all fours on the bed. "Fuck me like an animal, baby. Give me your cock." I wiggled my ass for emphasis. My desire was completely out of control now. I heard Jovan laugh behind me. "All right, my little slut. Beg me for it." Somehow I instinctively knew this was a game we played. And I knew now that I belonged to Jovan, not as a wife or even a mistress. I was just to do as I was told, and satisfy him. Being near him made my hormones light up like a Roman candle. Every inch of me begged for his touch. "Please fuck me," I said plaintively, moaning as I did. The smell of my overheated pussy filled the air. "Please, I'm so fucking hot!!" I gasped as he wordlessly rubbed his cock up and down along my gash. I wiggled impatiently, desperate to have him inside me, but he took his time, teasing me. I was nearly delirious now. Jovan knew when to stop, though, and I felt his big hard shaft plow into my seething cunt. "Ahhhh," I screamed, unable to form words. He slid into me effortlessly, his enormous cock touching every hot spot inside me. I felt dizzy as my whole body shivered and bucked against him. It was my first orgasm, and it was almost immediately followed by another. He was speaking to me as he furiously pumped me from behind, but I couldn't hear him with the ecstatic buzzing in my brain. My whole world was reduced to coaxing that giant penis within me to give me its creamy treasure. I knew instinctively that he was close every time his big balls slapped against me. Communication was now grunts and sweat as I pumped my hips back at him. And then he shivered and I felt his warm seed flooding me, filling me up with his hot spunk. "Ohh baby, yes, give me your cum!" I screamed. He spurted and spurted inside me and I felt the shiver of my own orgasm. "Ohh!" I moaned as I felt myself twitch in ecstasy, then moaned again when Jovan gave me a smack on the ass as he pulled that magnificent cock out of me. I enjoyed the burn on my ass cheek and wished he would do it again, but he'd already left the bedroom. I stayed frozen in position for a few moments, basking in the afterglow, feeling Jovan's cum leaking out of my pussy. I dipped my finger into my slit and came back with a gooey mixture that I licked off my finger. Mmm. I went back for seconds. Only then did I get up into a seated position on the side of the bed. I rubbed my pussy with the sheets to give Jovan a reminder of me, then I put my clothes back on, checking my reflection in the mirror and knowing what a sexy fucker I was. Then I went downstairs and out the front door. As I crossed the threshold, I tripped. Did I break a heel? I hit the floor with a thud and bumped along the carpet. Ow. It took me a second to comprehend what had happened. I wasn't 'there' any more- I was 'here'. My body felt different- all heavy and lumpy. I crawled slowly to my feet and realized I was completely stark naked. My brain was struggling to keep up as I limped to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror I half-expected to see the sexy Gisele but was disappointed to find I was just plain old Jim. The memories were incredibly fresh; I remembered every detail. How could this be? Then I thought about the DVR. My TV was showing an empty foyer. I rewound it and sure enough, there were Gisele and Jovan going at it. My ass was in the air as he filled me with his cum; I was getting a huge erection watching my alter ego fuck the daylights out of a brutally handsome man. I rewound it again and again, yanking my crank until I came, panting on my couch as I watched the cum dripping out of Gisele's perfect body. My perfect body. I was confused, but incredibly aroused. My fun came to a screeching halt when the bell rang. "Be right there!" I yelled as it rang again. I hurriedly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me as I ran to the door. It was my sister Emily. Shit. Her shocked look told me everything. "What the fuck, Jim, we're supposed to be at Gram's for her birthday, and you look like you just rolled out of bed!" Her eyes flashed with anger. She was only 18, but she sometimes acted like an older sibling. I apologized, took a quick shower and hopped in the car just a few minutes later for the drive to Shady Valley. I'd always hated nursing homes. Shady Valley was an 'assisted living facility', but it smelled of stale air and impending death. Gram was our great-grandmother, and at 90, and she'd pretty much jumped the rails mentally for a while now. She didn't even recognize Em and I. Dad had died a few years ago and Mom had remarried a rich asshole and had moved out of state. As long as we didn't bother her, we both got a monthly check and we liked it that way. She didn't give a damn about any of us, least of all Gram. So it was just us, a nurse and a couple of old biddies to celebrate things. Gram seemed surprised, but with the Alzheimers' pretty much everything was a surprise to her. The nurse explained that her great- grandchildren were there to see her, and for a brief flash there was a smile and recognition. But then she started referring to me as her boyfriend, and she was back in la-la land. The nurse explained that it did no harm, and having cake made her and her friends happy. "She thinks she's a movie star most of the time, asking where Bogart and Brando are. Her friend Abigail's usually the one who plays along- I think she thinks she's a movie star, too. Hey, it's pretty harmless." It was all very depressing, and I felt like a prisoner released when we finally escaped Shady Valley. "Man, it sucks to get old," Emily said as we drove away. I murmured my agreement as I noticed her perfume. Weird, I never noticed it before. For some reason, the perfume was giving me a boner, and I shifted uncomfortably in the seat as I headed back to my place. I tried to think of reasons to dump her off someplace, but her car was in my driveway and she'd probably want to come in. Sure enough, she bulled her way past me through the open door. "Whaddya got for lunch?" she said. "I'm betting your fridge has nothing but beer and mayonnaise." She stopped in my living room though. "You left your TV on all this time. That's such a waste of electricity, man. How do you shut this off?" I practically dove at the remote. "I....don't want you to shut that off, Em, okay?" She looked at me strangely. "Um, okay.... but it's just a picture of an empty room. Is this like a security camera or something?" "Yeah, kinda like that." "Well, that's a little odd, you know?" She was playing the annoying little sister to the hilt. "Hey, when did you get a door here?" Before I could stop her, she barged through it and I heard, "What the fuck?" before it closed. I hesitated; should I go after her? I glanced at the TV and now on screen was a tall, blond, handsome hunk, looking around with wide eyes. Was this Emily? "Well, hello there, Dario," said the voice from the top of the stairs. "I've been waiting." It was a scantily clad woman , and as I followed Dario up the stairs on the TV I got a better view of her. Pouty lips, full breasts, fabulous body. I felt a very unsettling pang of envy. Perhaps I should go through and see all of this for myself. I steeled myself and headed for the impossible door and got ready; but as I touched the knob it opened and out stepped Jovan. His clothes seemed to disappear as he crossed the threshold, but he didn't seem to mind. "Hello Gisele," he said with a smirk on his face. "I'm not...." I began. He put up a hand dismissively. "No matter. I can sense you regardless of the disguise you wear." I was stunned. My whole world was being scrambled. Even so I found myself stealing a look at Jovan's big cock, which had to be six inches flaccid. He caught me, too. "Come on, Gisele, I know you can't resist taking my cock in the sweet mouth of yours." I started shaking. I wasn't Gisele! I was.......I was.... And then I felt myself dropping to my knees in front of him, taking that magnificent man stick in my hand and kissing the tip of it. An incredible rush of excitement pulsed through my body as I did so. I made love to that magnificent shaft with my mouth as Jovan held the back of my head. I knew I was close to making him cum when he pushed me away. I mewled in disappointment. "I want more, baby," he said. "I want your body. Get me something to lube you up." I sprang to my feet and got a tube of K-Y from the medicine cabinet. He smiled and guided me to the living room. I briefly saw the blond stud doing his partner doggie-style, humping her with all his might. Jovan got me on all fours, too, and I felt a cold lubricated finger enter my ass. Losing it, I screamed, "Ohh Jovan, please fuck me!" I was delirious now. I had to feel him inside me. "Your wish is my command, baby," he said matter-of-factly as I felt the mushroom head of his cock at my anus. I'd done this plenty of times, I thought. I've never done this, I thought. My two personas were warring as I felt the warm rod enter my ass. I bellowed in pain at the intrusion, but instinctively knew what to do. He bit my neck and tweaked my nipples as he forced his way in and then suddenly everything inside me relaxed and he buried himself right up to his wiry trimmed pubic hairs. I gasped in surprise and exultation as I reveled in my subservience to this man, who filled me and made me feel sexy. Sweat broke out all over my body as my mind floated away. "Unh-unh-unh," I groaned as I writhed my ass against his skewering manhood. "Please give your cum baby. I need your cum. Make me your cumslut." I heard the faraway groans of another couple making love, but they could have been on the moon for all I cared. I shimmied my ass and felt the familiar pumping of Jovan's cock as he dumped a load of his spunk in me. My whole body shivered as I came, but I'd been almost in permanent orgasm since he touched me with his cock. He left me in the same position as before; head buried in the carpet and ass in the air, his sperm leaking out of my asshole. I wanted to stay this way forever. Minutes passed, but I didn't want to break the spell. Only when I heard some noises did I come out of my reverie. Johan was standing there wearing my clothes, my wallet in his hand. "If you don't mind, baby, I'm taking $100 and your American Express. Think of it as payment for services rendered." I nodded weakly and he was gone. When my front door closed, it was as if I was awakening from a daydream. Suddenly I felt the tingling of my stretched anus and realized that I'd just let Jovan fuck me in the ass. I sat up, blinking, trying to comprehend. Meanwhile, on screen in front of me was Dario, all sculpted muscle and hard cock, his flowing blond hair matted with sweat as he pumped the big-titted slut. I felt my own cock harden as I watched them, especially his taut ass that flexed with every penetration. I was jerking myself now, my legs spread, as I fantasized about this man, wanting to be the slut underneath him. I felt the cum dribble over my fist as I watched Dario shoot his load all over the slut's face. Only now was I beginning to gather my wits about me. What the fuck? I tried to get up, but it was like I was moving through molasses. On screen, I watched as Dario staggered back, his face a mixture of ecstasy and confusion. I knew how he felt. The slut said, "You'd better go, my husband will be home soon," and Dario began to put on his clothes. I knew I had to clean myself up, but I was still standing in my living room, fixated by the screen. Dario went down the stairs and opened the door...... I turned to see Emily as she crumpled to the floor stark naked. She gathered herself quickly, but she was wide-eyed, trying futilely to cover up her nakedness with just her hands. I had snapped out of my molasses state, and we stared at each other's nudity for a good ten seconds before I got a bathrobe for her and a big towel for myself. She looked at me with piercing blue eyes. "What the FUCK was that?" she said. "I can't really explain it, Em." "I was, I mean, it sounds crazy, but I was..." "A man. I know. I saw." "You saw?" I rewound the DVR and watched her fuck the slut all over again. I felt my cock rise under the towel. "Holy shit!" she said. "I wasn't imagining it. It was the most incredible feeling ever. I had a cock, and I fucked the shit out of that bimbo." I nodded. "What the hell is that, some kind of virtual reality thing? It was so real." "I'm not sure what it is," I said. "As long as this DVR is on, there's some kind of link between here and....there, wherever 'there' is." "Well, don't turn that DVR off, then." She said it like it was an order. "I won't." "So, over 'there' I'm a stud with a big cock. That's kind of interesting. Did you go over there?" I hesitated- I knew where this was going. "Yes, I did." "What happened to you?" I told her all about Gisele and Jovan, and how my 'Gisele-ness' seemed to linger even after I returned. I knew I should stop there but I babbled on about Jovan fucking me in the ass right here in the living room. Too much information, and I cursed myself, but I had a need to unburden myself to her. "Wow, that's pretty wild, Jim. Where did he go?" "He just took off, after stealing some of my clothes as well as money and a credit card." "You didn't stop him?" "It's hard to explain, but I couldn't. Just like I wanted to not tell you about this, but I just.....couldn't." She looked at me funny. "I've got a feeling like I should have a cock between my legs. It's weird." She'd opened her bathrobe a bit and she was stroking herself absent-mindedly until she realized I was watching, and she closed her legs quickly. "Christ, I've got to get out of here. Is there anything I can wear?" We scrounged around my closet for something that wasn't too horrendously big for her, and settled on a pair of sweats done really tightly and a t- shirt that had shrunk in the wash. She was still swimming in them, but she was at least covered. As she was getting ready to go, she turned to me and looked me in the eye. "Jim, I don't want you going back there until I get back, okay?" I was crestfallen but I knew I couldn't disobey her; what's more, I knew that she knew that, too. Suddenly, she wasn't my little sister any more. After she left I tried to open the door, but I couldn't make my hand touch the knob. I gave up and flopped back on the couch. I rewound the DVR to the point where Gisele appeared. God, she was beautiful. My, er, her tits were exquisite and she had a perfect ass. I was mesmerized by the replay on screen. I could taste Jovan's cock in my mouth even now. My hand went to one of my nipples as I felt my cock twitch again. How many times could I cum in a day, I wondered.... "Hey!" I jumped. Had I gone to sleep or passed out? Emily was looming over me, smiling. "Couldn't resist playing with the equipment, I see." She had a couple of bags with her. "I'm moving in for a bit. This is too good to pass up." Her voice was huskier, like she had a head cold. I tried to regain a little dignity by pulling the towel over my sprawled body. I caught a glimpse of the TV, and there was nothing but the empty foyer. "Um, okay." I realized I couldn't have said no even if I wanted to. I needed to clean myself up and get my bearings. I headed straight for the shower. The water pounding on my head felt really good, and I probably spent more time in there than I should have. Lathering up, I paid special attention to my nipples, they were so fat and puffy and sent tingles through my body every time I touched them. I had to practically rip myself away from them or I'd never get out. As I rubbed the fog off the bathroom mirror, I saw that Emily had brought all her cosmetics. Everything smelled so nice, but I resisted the urge to play with them. Getting dressed was a challenge, because nothing was fitting properly. My jeans were too long, while simultaneously being too tight in the seat and too loose in the waist. Emily came in on me as I was fumbling. The clothes of mine she was wearing seemed to fit her better than they did me. "Hey, don't worry about it," she said as she took my arm gently but firmly, "Let's check out the other side of that door." I followed her like a puppy dog as she opened the door for me. I stepped across the threshold.... I gasped. I was back! But where had I been? A breeze blew up behind me and...there he was. "Hello, Dario," I said in my sexiest voice. "Hello, Gisele," he responded, eyeing me hungrily. "Let's go outside, shall we?" The sun was blinding as we walked around the pool to a pair of lounges at the far end. I couldn't hold it in any longer. "Dario, I need to feel your cock in me. It's been too long." "I can fix that," he said as he undid his belt and let his slacks fall to the ground. I reached inside his briefs to feel the heat of his erection. I practically swooned at the size of it. "Oh god, you're so hard, baby." I turned up to kiss him as he deftly got me out of my clothes. My breasts were tickled by his hairy chest as I ran my fingers up and down his shaft. "Lie down," I said. I pulled off his briefs as he lay on the lounge. His manhood was at full attention, and I held it in place as I tickled his tip with my tongue. Dario groaned his approval as my mouth covered his fat mushroom cockhead. I couldn't swallow him all; I don't think anyone could, so I concentrated on sucking on the top half of his cock while I stroked the bottom half. This was good, but I needed more. I stood up and slooowly removed my red thong, enjoying the feel of it as it slid down my legs. Finally free of my last stitch of clothing, I straddled Dario and grabbed his dick in my hand. First I rubbed it against my aching clit, then up and down my dripping pussy lips. I watched his face contort in delicious agony as I teased him. Then, when I could wait no more, I fed him into my hungry snatch. Down, down, down I went as I took more and more of his rock-hard shaft. It seemed like an eternity before I had him all inside me. A feeling of fullness, of contentment, washed over me. I rocked back and forth and allowed that mighty pole to swish inside me. I bit my lip and came right then and there. Dario reached up and cupped my titties, rubbing my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I screamed and bucked against him, shivers running up my spine as my brain exploded. "Gisele, you're so perfect. It's like we were meant to be together," he said as he moved his hands to my hips. I had to agree. His cock inside me completed me in a way I couldn't quite describe. I wished I could have him inside me forever. "Oh Dario, please fuck me. I need it so bad." I felt like I was whining, but my lust for him was that intense. He responded by humping his power tool into me while holding me fast in his tight grip. With every stroke he was touching a place deep inside me that was pushing me to the edge of another orgasm. Our bodies were two finely-tuned machines speeding down a highway with no exits. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, he reached over and grabbed a bottle of oil, which he proceeded to rub all over my boobs. I was reduced to a rutting animal now, running on instinct, writhing against my lover and sobbing in ecstasy. My orgasms melded together into one long sexual haze that seemed like it would never end. Dario held me close now and switched positions so that he was on top, my legs spread in welcoming abandon. I felt his panting in my ear as he thrust into me again and again, his muscular hips maintaining a steady rhythm as a bead of sweat dripped from his chest. A roar started deep within him and I could feel his massive balls slapping against me, their load boiling over until he skewered me and froze as if struck by lightning, his cock gushing its precious cream so far inside me I could almost taste it. I reveled in being his sperm receptacle, of his seed merging with my cunt juice, of being his sex toy. I felt a completeness that was hard to describe. It was a long time before I could speak or even move. It was only when I heard a splash behind me that I began to come out of my pleasant stupor. Dario was swimming in the pool, his long lithe naked body slicing through the water with ease. I dove in as well and we frolicked in the refreshing water, our bodies recharging as we did so. I kissed him long and hard as I pressed my tits against him and wrapped my arms around his neck. I was in love and in lust. "Let's go to our place. They were nice enough to let us swim and fuck here, but we shouldn't overstay our welcome," he said. Of course; we lived next door. And while we'd each fucked one-half of the couple that lived here, we should really get back to our place. We tiptoed back into the house dripping wet, darted out the front door and............ .......crashed headlong into the carpet of my tiny living room. Our legs and arms were intertwined, and I heard Emily yell "Fuck!" at the top of her lungs. I struggled to my feet, still disoriented and dizzy. I felt...wrong. I was trapped again in this body that wasn't pretty, couldn't give pleasure, which wasn't Gisele. I tried to get myself together as best I could, mentally detailing who I was, where I lived, what I did. Dario....Emily looked distraught as well. Her naked body was like mine, somewhere in the netherworld between male and female. I touched my small breasts and looked angrily at the tiny flaccid cock between my legs. Emily spoke. Her voice was deeper now, retaining much of its masculinity. "It seems every time we come back we're a little closer to our personas over 'there'. But once we're there, we completely forget that 'here' exists. That's why we keep blundering through that door." "How do you feel?" I asked. "All discombobulated. I need to figure a few things out." She held out her hand. "Come here, I want to take a little inventory." We both stood before the full-length mirror in my bedroom. She was a few inches taller than me now. Her breasts had vanished, her face was more angular and best of all, she had a little three-inch cock. I'd lost a few inches but gained a little pair of boobs. My cock and balls had shrunk in on themselves. My face and hair were more feminine, but in a bland way. "You need some makeup. Do you mind if I do a little work on you?" Did I mind? Not at all. "Oh yes, please," I responded eagerly. "First, I'm going to steal some of your clothes. I'm freezing." After getting some basketball shorts and a t-shirt, she sat me down in a chair and began my makeover. I had to admit I wasn't thinking of her as a sister any more, rather as a...what? Friend? Lover? As she did my hair I found myself thinking dirty thoughts about her. My little cock tingled, but didn't get hard. "Okay, take a look," she said, motioning me to the mirror. I was joyous. My face had been transformed; and I now realized that I did indeed look like Gisele. "It's...it's beautiful." I started to cry. "Don't do that, you'll smear the mascara," she joked. "I'd like to return the favor," I said. "I'm already going to take your clothes, if that's what you mean." "No," I said, staring at the little bulge in her shorts, "I'd like to smear my lipstick." She turned crimson. "Oh god, I was hoping you'd say that." I tugged down the shorts, and her little cock sprang up in my face. It was a perfect miniature model jutting out above her pussy lips, which had reddened and swollen shut. I could take the whole thing in my mouth easily, and swirled it around my tongue like a stick of candy. Emily groaned. "Oh fuck, that's amazing. Keep doing that....ohhh. Suck my fucking cock." She pulled at my hair as I knelt before her. My heart was fluttering that I could make her feel this good. "Oh Gisele, make me cum, make me cum!!!!!" She was bellowing now. The sound of my name made me all gooey inside. I rubbed the little tip of my cock with my index finger and felt the sparks in my brain. Emily was on a mission now, humping my face as she approached her climax. I was just her fuck toy now, and I enjoyed the ride. Suddenly I felt a little squirt in my mouth, then another. "Ungh, ungh," she grunted. Her first male orgasm lingered on my tongue. I knelt there obediently waiting for more, but she'd given all she had. "Holy shit," she said as she backed away, a stunned look on her face. "I just came in your mouth!" I wasn't stunned, just happy. "It was delicious." "I called you Gisele." "I want to be called Gisele," I said. "I'd like to steal some of your clothes, too." All she could say was "holy shit". I was rummaging through her things when the phone rang. I was going to answer it but she beat me to it. She said, "Yes, yes," then 'I'm going to put you on speaker if you don't mind..." "No problem, Mr. Strickland." It was an official-sounding voice. "Could you just repeat what you said for my....girlfriend?' "Yes, this is Sergeant Lafferty down at police headquarters. We picked up a gentleman with no ID but possessing one of your credit cards. We were hoping you could identify him. He's got no fingerprints on file, and he's been rather uncooperative. Says his name is Jovan." "What did you pick him up for?" "Well, solicitation, among other things. Probably be a sexual assault charge as well. He was groping some women in the park. The last one he groped gave him a face full of mace. That's how we caught him. Can you identify him, sir? " "Sorry," said Emily, "I hadn't even noticed my credit card was gone until right now." The sergeant recommended that the credit card company be called, and requested that we come down tomorrow for some questioning if we didn't mind. Emily played along and said we'd be there, then rang off. Emily had a booming laugh. "Looks like Jovan's going to have a tough time getting back." I agreed. I was of two minds about Jovan. He'd controlled me, but only briefly. Now all I wanted was Dario, or Emily or both. Was I being controlled by her as well? My ruminations were interrupted by another booming laugh. "Now I can fuck his wife Zara all I want. But first I want to do something else." She wouldn't say what it was, but she wanted me to dress in her clothes. I wanted something really slutty, but had to settle for a pair of her Spanx and a top that showed off my little boobs to their best advantage. "You look lovely, Gisele," she remarked and I went all gooey inside again. We drove off in my car, but I let her take the wheel. I fixed my lipstick in the mirror, hoping I could mess it up again soon. Twenty minutes later we were pulling up the driveway into Shady Valley. I panicked momentarily. "You can't let Gram see us like this!" I squeaked. "Don't worry about it. I'll handle things. Just follow me." It was evening, and Shady Valley was lightly staffed at the best of times. We walked in, signed in as Mr. and Mrs. Smith, and made a beeline for Gram's room. She was there with her friend Abigail, and they were talking about one thing or another. Gram looked at us and said, "Mr. Lancaster, I presume?" Emily played along. "Why yes. We'd love to take you to the movies tonight." Abigail piped up. "I see you brought Rita Hayworth with you as well. What are we going to see?" "I'm not sure, but it's a double feature." They both clapped their hands. "I love double features!," exclaimed Abigail. It took a while, and I flirted with the orderly to distract him from the goings-on. Showing him my boobs was a small price to pay, but soon we were back at my place. "Strangest movie theater I ever saw," said Gram. "You have to go through that door," said Emily. It took a while, but Abigail went first. Her walker forced the door wide open. "So this must be the lobby," she said before vanishing. Gram went next, and as I looked on the TV, the gorgeous hunk of a movie star gave his hand to the beautiful MILF as she stepped through the threshold. "Greta, darling, I can't wait to get you out of those things." he said, his face lean and tanned. "Oh, Avi, I'll race you to the bedroom," she said, her breasts heaving. Emily slipped a chair under the door knob to keep it from opening 'just in case'. "We don't want them coming back accidentally and breaking a hip", she laughed. On screen, the MILF was reaching her hand inside the movie star's pants. We sat on the couch watching as they went up the stairs and Zara beckoned them to her bedroom. The clothes vanished as they settled into a torrid threesome. My nipples were painfully erect as I watched, and I saw Emily reaching inside his pants. I pushed his hands aside as I pulled those pants down. His cock was so much bigger now, a full six inches, and I cupped his balls as I swallowed his length, letting it tickle my tonsils. I breathed in his musky manhood as I bobbed up and down on his shaft. I felt the heat building in my own crotch, a need that could only be satisfied by a man. I stared into Emily's eyes as I ran my tongue up the underside of his cock, and we both knew what was happening next. I shimmied out of my jeans and shirt, and stood in front of him clad only in my thong. I bit my lip as I stuck my finger inside it to feel my steamy gash, and humped sexily in his direction as I felt the wetness within. Emily's cock seemed to grow a little larger as I danced closer and closer to him. Our breathing was heavy as I offered him one of my plump little titties. On screen behind us were the groans and screams of threesome sex, but I had only one thing in mind right now. I flicked off my thong and handed it to him. He inhaled deeply of my excited scent as I hopped onto his lap. I sucked on his tongue and I felt his big cock rub against my clit. I was so dripping wet now, and there was just one more thing I had to do. "Oh baby, make me a woman," I cooed in his ear, "Give me that hard prick off yours. I've been waiting my whole life for this,,,," "Take it all, Gisele. I'm ready to cum right now." I positioned myself right over his cockhead and lowered myself onto him, feeling him tear me apart as he busted my cherry. Somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind I laughed at the irony of being a virgin after all the fucking I'd done in the last few days. The pain was intense, but it faded as I felt him reach bottom. I rocked back and forth on his pole as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He let me do whatever I wanted, and I felt myself cum as my clit humped against his sweaty abdomen. He held me by the cheeks, supporting me and making me feel lighter than air as I belly-danced on his crotch. I swooned as another orgasm hit, pressing my soft tits against his chest as the waves of pleasure ripped through me. Emily/Dario took control now, and his muscular body held me tightly as he pistoned in and out of my cunt, first slowly, but gradually faster and faster. He threw his head back as he fucked with abandon, his slickened shaft moving through me like a hot knife through butter. Then his thrusts became ragged and his whole body clenched. I braced for it, but I was still overwhelmed by the massive explosion of scalding man lava he unleashed. He whimpered ever so slightly as he pumped load after load into me. I had one more shuddering climax as he filled my love channel with his seed. We held each other tight, each one not wanting to be the first to let go. He finally loosened his grip, and I was like a balloon that the air was rushing out of. I sunk to the floor, spunk leaking from my creampied pussy, looking up at Dario and that marvelous dick that even soft and spent filled me with lust. I lay there sprawled on the floor for a long time. Finally, he lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom. Too much wasn't enough for us today. The sun woke me as it peeked through a gap in the curtains. I blinked my eyes blearily and saw Dario on the edge of the bed, looking at me hungrily. "How long have you been there watching me?" I said. He ignored the question. "You're so beautiful." I sat up to kiss him. I felt the now-familiar itch in my pussy that told me I was ready for him. But he backed away ever so slightly. "What's the matter, babe?" I asked. "Just thinking about things," was his reply. I let it go. But a few minutes later, he said, "We need to talk." He cleared his throat. "You know, every minute, we're more and more like our personas....over there." My brain was a little wooly this morning. "I don't follow." "Well, you're practically the exact image of Gisele on the other side now. And what would you want to do if, say, the police were to show up this morning? Be honest." "I'd find the cutest one, pull his pants down and suck his cock." I was surprised at how easy that answer came to me. My pussy tingled at the thought. "You know, I had the same kind of thought. If a woman came to the door asking for donations for starving children in Africa, all I'd be able to think of is how I could rip her clothes off and fuck her brains out. We saw what happened to Jovan when he was turned loose here." I thought about Jovan's cock. It was good, but Dario's cock was better. Plus, I was in love with Dario. "And when we're on the other side," he continued, "we seem to completely forget that this side exists at all." I pretended to be interested, since it would speed up things. "So Gisele, I have something I want you to do....." And he whispered in my ear. I knew this would make him happy so I got another tingle in my pussy. A few minutes later, I watched Dario as he went through the door. He was even more handsome, and I started to salivate thinking about servicing him in a thousand different ways. Now it was my turn to go and meet my fantasy lover. I opened the door, stepped halfway through and with the hand behind me, I clicked the remote. I saw the screen begin to dim as I fell into Dario's waiting arms. I felt so safe...... ********************************** Our late afternoon swim at Zara's was followed by dinner served up by her chef/butler/fucktoy Clarence. I'd peeled his cucumber more than once with Zara's permission. I'd frankly lost track of the days here, but every day seemed better than the last. Had it been weeks? Months? Forever? I guess it wasn't important. I was thinking we needed a butler. Or better, a maid who knew how to lick my pussy. Greta and Avignon brought the wine and the sex toys for our after-dinner frolics. I loved inserting the big butt plug while I lapped at her juicy pussy. She'd already christened the wine bottle by sticking it in her cunts and letting the boys take swigs from the bottle. Clarence was good at multi-tasking; he got Dario's and Avi's big cocks all slippery with his saliva as he rubbed them against each other and against his tongue. Zara, meanwhile, was busy licking a ring around my super sensitive anus, sending delicious tremors up my spine. Just as things were getting good, the TV in the corner of the room crackled to life. I don't recall ever seeing it work before. There just was too much else to do to be bothered watching a silly TV. On screen was a woman. I was surprised at how ugly she was; didn't she know how to take care of herself? Perhaps if she had more sex, but that thought was punctured at the sight of the man she was talking to. He was grotesque, all disheveled and smoking a filthy cigar. "Hey lady, I'm just doing what I'm told. See, the TV works. The guy here is long gone, and the bank's foreclosing. I got a job to do." The woman seemed unimpressed. "Well, it's my son you're talking about, the worthless piece of shit. I had him and his sister when I was too young to know better, and my life would have been a lot easier if they'd never been born at all. Now the two of them have taken off for parts unknown, probably just to make my life a living hell. Plus, they abducted my grandmother, who's so potty that she wouldn't last a week out of the home. Useless, the lot of them." "Well, fine, lady, but I could get into trouble even letting you in the house before we sell off the contents at auction." "Fine, here's the hundred bucks you wanted." He stuffed it in his pocket greedily. "If there's anything you want from the place, let me know." She looked around. "I doubt it. I live pretty well these days with my third husband." The man rolled his eyes. "Well, I've got to check in the back yard. Let me know if you find anything." The woman held a dusty remote control that had been laying on the floor. As she wiped it off, the DVR clicked to life and a breeze blew through the house. "Hey, where did that door come from? " she said, to no one. She went to it and turned the knob..... I heard a noise, and I broke from our little mini-orgy to go to the front door. There, waiting for me was a buxom young girl in a French maid's uniform and black stockings that went all the way up. "Madame, I'm Lucy, and I'm here to serve you." She bent to pick up her feather duster and revealed a perfect little ass. I undid the little ribbon at the top of her mini dress, allowing those beautiful mounds to break free of the constricting uniform."Come on in," I said, "there's a lot of serving to do". Before long, every hole was filled with a cock, and Zara and I each sucked a fat breast while Greta nibbled at her clit. Lucy's screams filled the air as she begged for more. She'd make a wonderful servant..... ************************************ The man returned and called the woman's name, with no response. He was pissed because her car had blocked him in on the driveway. "Fucking bitch, I've got 9 other houses to go to today." He saw the DVR was on and threw the remote at it. It fell off its perch and landed on the floor, shattered into a dozen pieces. He chomped his cigar a little tighter and swore mightily. Zara's TV went black, but none of us noticed. We were already enjoying the Lucy Show, and anticipating plenty of reruns.