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Unwanted Attention - Part 2: The Dangers of Jumping By MindlessPath "You're such a succubus Jenny," Lisa said to the shop assistant, smiling, as she picked up another set of lingerie for blonde girl that was patiently waiting in the back room. "I bring in a girl to the shop to get her some lingerie, leave her in a room with you alone for just a second, while I throw a peek at the newest lingerie sets, and when I return to see if you're done measuring, you're already all over her. You even forgot to measure her during all that time," Lisa continued on, her smile widening. "Lisa! I just couldn't help myself," Jenny, the shop assistant, responded. "Who is she anyway? She looks like a super model. Her face is so pretty. She is the hottest girl I have ever seen! Her body proportions are way too perfect. Who in the world has real life measurements like 34DD-24-35. She has perfect body posture. Her skin is so incredibly smooth. And her breasts, they had to be expensive. There's no way these are natural, the shape is so perfect and for breasts so big. They're so firm, there isn't even a hint of sagging. I tell you Lisa, when you left me alone there with her all naked, it was the first time in my life that I wished I was a man. Just to be able to do it with her," Jenny finished, licking her lips. "Hehe. I know Jenny. I can't really blame you on having a crush on her. I can barely keep myself in check around her. But I'm afraid I can't tell you who she is. I can only say that she has never been to any plastic surgeons so you shouldn't try to ask her for anything regarding that, you'd only confuse her," Lisa said. They kept chatting about the blonde girl while picking up a whole lot of different undergarments. * * * * * * * Lisa and the shop assistant came back with a whole mountain of lingerie. To my dismay, nothing they brought looked conservative. When I tried to voice my objections I was subtly quieted and the next half an hour I was dressed in nearly every different lingerie variation possible. It was more like chore to me, or so I forced myself to think, but it clearly wasn't a chore to either Lisa or the shop assistant. They seemed to have a different taste in lingerie, as soon as one put on a set on me, the other was already undoing it. Either that, or they just wanted to dress me up in every combination possible. The shop assistant wasn't only dressing me. She was using every opportunity to get a sneaky feel of my body and it was starting to affect me more and more. I was using all my will to resist the emotions building up in my body. It took all of my concentration just to stand up. I couldn't focus on the lingerie. My mind was solely focused on fighting the arising sexual emotions. Because of that I couldn't even see what they were putting on me after the three first sets. If these first 3 were any indication, they were dressing me up like some sex doll. The first set was bright red with an intricate design and you could see through it somewhat. The second one was teal, it left most of the bust visible, barely covering my nipples. It certainly didn't leave much room for imagination. The third was more standard. It was pitch black with the whole set, garter belt and all. I'd never even seen a garter belt before in real life, just on the internet and on TV. The set covered my body more thoroughly than the two first sets but something about it made it even hotter. Watching my body wear that 3rd set in the mirror was too much. I was getting super horny from watching my own body so I decided to focus my mind inwards and try to endure the two women dressing me in all sorts of alluring undergarments as best I could. By the time the women were done dressing me up, I was like a mindless doll. The real world was like a distant movie rolling out there. My mind was blown elsewhere due to the overwhelming sensations and emotions this new body created. * * * * * * * When Lisa led me out of the back room, I noticed that I wasn't wearing my old clothes. They had dressed me in a nightshirt and slipped some panties on me. The close fitting black nightshirt was the most decent thing I had seen on me during the whole evening, ever since they robbed me of my clothes. But decent, really wasn't suitable to describe that nightshirt. It was still plenty sexy, especially on my body. I would've normally been too embarrassed to even walk around looking like that, but my mind was still not quite home yet. Lisa pulled me by my arm and I just followed her mechanically. We got near the register and I noticed the limousine driver there. His name was George I recalled. He seemed to be taking large bags full of lingerie to the car. Wait. That's way too many undergarments. My mind started clearing up some. I started to panic. I was so poor, how would I ever pay for all these undergarments? Oh wait! A thought occurred to me, they wouldn't even let us leave the shop if they discovered how poor I was, would they? I felt a kind of relief come over me. I didn't really want any of this fancy lingerie, the driver would have to bring it all back and then we can go back to the university forgetting all this lingerie business. But Lisa just dragged me past the register after saying something to the shopkeeper I couldn't quite hear. She then guided me to the limousine and before I knew it, we were already driving back to the university. "The initial plan was to go shop for clothes next, but shopping for lingerie took longer than expected," Lisa said. She had a fierce glare in her eyes as she added - "And I just couldn't hold myself back any longer!" and she lounged herself at me. I felt her wet lips on mine, her tongue protruding deeply. Her hands were roaming on my body, caressing it rather forcefully. I felt her breasts press against mine from the side, they felt sooo soft... Her perfume filled my nostrils with a sweet smell and her tongue felt so good probing in my mouth that I started to kiss her back without thinking. One of her hands was on my lower back, her fingers curling around my waist pressing me tightly against her. I felt her other hand slide along the inside of my tights, it felt oddly good. I felt her hand slide higher and touch my pussy through my new pair of panties. She rubbed against the fabric back and forth. This sent a slight tremble through my whole body. Holy crap. What was happening to my body? I was being robbed of any kind of awareness that I still held onto. This new body was so sensitive and open to stimulation. I could resist the touches somewhat in the shop because they had been more subtle but this was too much for me to handle. The logic department of my brain just went ahead and died. I only lived in that single moment, my only purpose was to get more of that incredible pleasure. "Aaaahn" I let out a moan as Lisa broke our kiss still rubbing me in places I should not have. In the very back of my mind someone told me that all of this was wrong. That I was a guy, that I needed to focus on getting back to my former self. That voice told me that I was not this creature of carnal womanly pleasure. But my body would not listen to that voice. Instead I let out squeals and moans as Lisa kissed my ear, my neck, my collarbone. She backed off a bit with her body. She used her hands to slip the cords of my nightshirt off from my shoulders and slid my nightshirt down, revealing my breasts. She resumed kissing me, capturing my mouth with hers once again, our tongues intertwined. She moved her right hand on my left breast, cupping it with her fingers spread apart. This seemed to last an eternity. I felt her left hand play around with my breast, massaging it thoroughly, all the while kissing me deeply. I felt heat building up inside my body. I was getting shivers throughout my body. She then broke the kiss and moved her mouth over to my right breast. She found my nipple with her tongue, circling around it. It felt so good. Pressure kept building up in my body. I felt like my whole body was on fire. I felt like I was an overcharged battery, I needed some kind of release or I would fry. Lisa bit my nipple, gently but firmly. This triggered the release my body had been looking for. I felt my first real female orgasm hit me like a truck. My muscles tensed up, I felt my back arch as the intense energy that had been gathering up in my body was released all at once. My legs were shivering violently. The orgasm seemed to last forever. Lisa seemed to know exactly what to do. Her hand had found my crotch again and was rubbing me there. My panties were soaked by now and that whole area felt super sensitive. My wild moans were muffled by her mouth as it covered mine again. Her other hand was still mauling my breast. If I could have, I would have stopped her. It was just too much pleasure. I had no strength in me to resist her. I needed to rest. The car phone started ringing. Lisa ignored it and kept stimulating me. My mind started to float away. I was seconds away from fainting. On the 5th ring Lisa let go of me, breathing heavily and moved to answer the phone. I gasped for air, my body stills shivering slightly. I felt a tingling sensation all over. The orgasm slowly subsided and my muscles started relaxing. I felt my mind starting to clear up. I could form logical thoughts again, but my body was dead. I didn't feel like I could lift a single finger. * * * * * * * Dazed and exhausted as I was, it took me a while to realize that the limousine had stopped. I looked out of the window and recognized the surroundings. We were at the university compound. But it was the rich kid's wing. There were special dorms here. Well, I guess calling them dorms would be an understatement. They were more like suits if anything. Only the richest kids resided here, students who had the most influential and richest parents. The monthly rent of any of the houses or apartments was probably more than my either of my parents made in a year. Sometimes I envied the rich kids. As a male I had had average looks and I was never good at sports. Add a lack of money on top of that and you get an average Joe. I had ever only dated one girl. She had been a childhood friend. She had also been really hot. At school she had constantly been hit on by lots of guys, but somehow she had chosen me out of all of them. I had thought I had a real connection with her. But eventually she had left me. It happened some time after the first time we had sex. Later she said that I just couldn't satisfy her. But I blamed my step-father for the breakup. My step-father had probably somehow swindled or blackmailed her into having sex with him behind my back. But unlike me, my step-father was really hung. I had noticed her change, but I had always thought it had something to do with her family because that was the excuse she kept telling me. I had given her more space and she just kept getting more and more distant. Somehow my step-father had managed to completely change her personality. I had found out about her cheating on me on an evening over a year ago, while I was still in high school. I had been injured in PE and gone home early from school. I had heard strange noises coming from my parent's bedroom. I had known that my mother was out on a business trip so I had feared the worse: that my step-father had taken a mistress. I had been really angry at him for cheating on mom, so I had decided to barge in on him. When I opened the door I had been so shocked at the sight before me that I had completely forgotten what I had wanted to yell at my step- father. My step-father was lying on his back on the bed, feet towards me. A girl was impaled on his cock, in a reverse cowgirl position and my step-father's cock was thrusting up and down into her. His heavy balls were heaving along with the cock, creating a smacking sound. The air was heavy with the smell of sex, cum was leaking out of the girl, clearly this was not their first round. This is not what shocked me the most... I recognized the girl. Her tits bouncing with every thrust, she had an absolutely wild look about her, I had never seen such an expression on her face but it was undeniably my girlfriend. I had just stared in shock for a few seconds, they either hadn't noticed me or they didn't care that I was there, they just kept going at it. After a little while I had just silently left. I had gone to my room, packed a bag and left. That was the day I had left home. I hadn't seen my step-father since. My mother divorced my step-father a few months after that, I hadn't told her about the affair, I didn't have the courage to, she had probably found out by herself. I had moved in with my mother and brother after that because I couldn't really afford the living expenses of my apartment. And about a half year later, this fall, I had moved into the university grounds. * * * * * * * My thread of random thoughts was ended by Lisa as she took my hand in hers and helped me out of the car. My feet refused to carry my weight and I almost fell to the ground but Lisa rescued me by shouldering my weight. She grinned widely at the exhausted state of my body. I just tried to regain some strength. Once I was able to stand on my own, she released me and handed me a key. I looked at it quizzically. "It's the key to your new apartment," She said, pointing at a fancy building next to us. "The building has 4 apartments, but you don't have to worry about the neighbors. The apartments are all quite soundproof. Your room is on the first floor, the one on the left," Lisa explained "I was hoping we could have some more fun," she added with a sly smile and a light squeeze of my breast. I felt some heat go to my face, I was probably blushing. She let out a small laugh when she noticed it. "But," she continued "I have to go attend to something important," Her face went cold, probably thinking of her assignment. "George seems to have finished moving your stuff. Do you have any questions before I go?" Lisa asked me, a smile returning to her face as she looked at me. "Errr... where are we?" I asked, unable to use my reasoning skills to their fullest yet. "Don't be silly, we're at your new apartment. I already gave you the key. I'm sure you're tired and want to rest," Lisa answered me, looking at her clock. She pushed me gently towards the building "Go on now. I'm sure you'll find the apartment to be to your liking. I really need to go now, but I'm sure we'll see each other again in no time." She then turned around and entered the car. George closed her door and moved towards his own door. I turned my back and started walking towards my new apartment. I heard the engine starting up from behind me. Then there's was slight buzzing sound and Lisa shouted from the car window "Bye bye, Jade, I hope to see you again soon!" I looked behind me and caught a glimpse of her waving at me as the car moved away. Jade? It took me a moment to realize she meant me. She had just given me a girl's name. I sighed loudly and kept moving towards my new apartment. I reached the door and managed to put the key into the lock with no problem. I tried turning the lock, but discovered that the door was already unlocked. I put my hand on the door handle. I looked back towards the road before opening the door. It was already dark outside but I could make out a hill in the distance, to the north. It was the hill on which the main building was located. I narrowed my eyes for a better sight and managed to make out the silhouette of the building. I knew I hadn't seen the building from this angle before. It was because I had never been to this part of the university before. I had never had any reason to be in this part of the complex. I wasn't friends with any of the rich guys, much less with the girls that resided in these parts. I had heard of parties taking place in some houses around the area but I had never been invited. I knew that my old dorm roommate, Matt Bull, had been invited. His parents weren't rich but being the university football superstar had its privileges. I didn't really know the area but taking into account the distance and angle of the main building and the hill that it was located on, I had a pretty good idea of where I was. I would have to look more exactly in the morning when it was light. I opened the door and entered my new apartment. I stepped into a spacious room. It looked like the living room. It was dark inside, despite the two large windows on the left side of the wall and one big window on the same wall as the door, also to the left. The sun had set a while ago and the street lamps didn't give off much light as the house was about fourty meters away from the road. From what I could make out, the interior of the room looked interesting. The design was kind of futuristic. I hadn't seen anything quite like it before. But I was too tired to really care about that right now, I just wanted to rest. I fumbled for a light switch next to the door, but there was none. I closed the door and it got just slightly darker. The room was not pitch black, so I could still make out enough of the room to not stumble on anything. I saw that there were lamps along the ceiling so there had to be a light switch somewhere. I kept looking for it, going along the wall to my right. I reached a door on the right side wall and opened it. It didn't have any windows so it was pitch black inside, the only light came from the open doorway. I managed to identify it as the bathroom, I opened the door wider and tried to look for a switch on either side of the door but I still didn't found any. I sighed. What kind of stupid apartment was this? Where had they hidden the light switches? I closed the bathroom door and kept walking along the wall, not finding any light switches. I turned again as I reached the end of the room and started walking to the left now. I reached another door there. It was facing the door through which I'd entered the apartment. I opened it. There was some light in that room thanks to two large windows on the left. I saw a large bed in the room so I figured that it was the bedroom. I looked around the door on both sides for any switches. But there weren't any. I was getting frustrated. I decided to abandon my quest for looking for the switches and to sleep till morning. I would resume my quest when it was lighter. So I stepped into the room and walked straight towards the bed. The bed was pretty big, it was probably what you'd call a king sized bed. I threw myself on the bed, expecting it to bounce me a little from the shock. But it started swaying instead with a smooth motion. Oh fuck. It was a water bed. I certainly did not like that. I had had my fill of swaying beds. I had my roommate to blame for that, he fucked countless girls throughout the past months, swaying my bunk bed. Thinking back at those episodes made me really uncomfortable, especially since I had a girl's body now. But the swaying motion died off after a little while. The bed did feel really comfortable and I felt sleep trying to overtake my senses. But something stopped me from falling asleep. I had some uncomfortable feeling somewhere on my body. After concentrating on it, I discovered it was my panties. They had been soaked wet from Lisa's stimulations earlier. Without thinking much about it, I just lazily slipped them off and threw them beside the bed. I then snuggled myself under the covers and fell asleep. * * * * * * * I woke to a ringing sound. "What in the world?" I mumbled to myself opening my eyes. I felt so comfortable on my fluffy new pillow and soft king sized bed. I had never slept on a water bed before. I hadn't known it could be so comfortable. There was that ringing sound again. I thought about covering my head with the pillow to cut out the sound so I could continue sleeping. But a third ring of the bell robbed me of my sleep and made me realize that it was probably a door bell. I slowly got out of bed. Still a bit dizzy, I made my way to the front door and opened it, rubbing sleep from my eyes with the other hand. My vision was a bit foggy but after blinking a few times I saw a middle aged man with a red cap hat, matching color buttoned t-shirt and jeans standing behind my door. There was a logo on the shirt and there were the initials TNTxpress written on the logo. I've seen that logo before, it's a delivery service. The look on the man's face - the bulging eyes, wide dreamy grin and open drooling mouth - made me look down at my clothing. I realized that I was wearing the same nightshirt I left the lingerie shop in yesterday, minus the panties. Without thinking I slammed the door shut. Minutes passed, I just stood there, and seemingly, so did the delivery man, on the other side of the door. Finally, he seemed to come to his senses and ringed the doorbell once again. I decided to open the door again, but not enough for him to see through, just enough to talk. "Yes?" I asked. "Ehm, I have delivery for a miss Jade Lachance." Jade Lachance? I'm a bit confused at first. It's not my mother's name and I don't have any sisters. Then I remember that Lisa had called me Jade before leaving yesterday. So the delivery is probably meant for me. "Just a moment," I said. I started to open the door once again but I quickly remembered how I was dressed so I left the door half-open and rushed to the bathroom. "You can leave the delivery next to the hallway door," I said from between the bathroom door. "Uh, miss. I'm afraid it won't all fit here," The delivery man responds pointing at the mountain of bags that are already there - the lingerie from yesterday's shopping. "Then put it next to the bedroom door, it's the one right across from you," I say. "Okay, sure," The man said and brought 2 bags next to the bedroom door. I observed him from a narrow crack in the bathroom door. The man walked funnily. I understood why once I saw the visible bulge in his pants. The delivery man made 4 more trips to his car and back and his funny walk never changed. This felt really awkward to me, especially considering that I was the most likely cause for that erection. After the 4th trip, he stood by the door and took out a paper and a pen. He looked in my direction and asked inquiringly. "Miss?" "What?" I asked. "I need your signature to confirm that the delivery has been made. You are free to check the contents before you sign," He clarified. Damn. I looked around in the bathroom to find anything to cover myself up but there was nothing. Hesitantly, I opened the bathroom door and started walking towards the delivery man. The moment he laid his eyes on me, the tent in his pants shifted and became even larger. I swallowed nervously, trying to avoid looking at his pants. I grabbed the pen from him and I noticed how he used my relative closeness to stare at my breasts. I scribbled some kind of signature fast and handed him the pen and paper back. But he wasn't taking them. His mind was somewhere else. I really didn't want to know what he was imagining right now. I wanted him out of here. "Hey! Take your pen and paper and leave please," I said, trying to pull him out of his dream world. "Uh? Oh, right, it was a pleasure miss!" He said with a dreamy voice, the pleasure clearly did not come from carrying the bags. I pushed him out of the door and slammed it close. I leaned against the door after it was closed and sighed with relief. Hell! I thought to myself, slumping to the floor. This body was such a hassle! Who would've thought that being a hot girl could be so troublesome. The attention I have gotten from other women has been kind of thrilling and nice but I'm not comfortable with how my body reacts to them. And the attention the males have given me has been even more intense and totally unwanted. Just thinking about the tent that had formed in the man's pants made me shudder. * * * * * * * The delivery turned out to be clothes and shoes. I was actually pretty happy at getting some clothes because, remembering last evening, I realized, I had had only undergarments to wear so far. I wouldn't have been able to leave this apartment in only those! After inspecting the clothes more closely, my good mood turned a bit sour. These were clothes alright, but they are all girl clothes. I laid them out on the bed. At least there were some jeans among the clothes and some non-revealing tops. Though, most of the clothes were rather suggestive. Not really slutty suggestive kind but more like the elegant kind. Well... some of the clothes were kind of slutty too to be honest. I was sure the clothes would all look really good on me and I wouldn't really mind the sight of it, but I certainly didn't want to give anyone else a chance to see me in those clothes. So I sorted through the clothes. I stuffed most of the clothes deep into drawers, hoping to never have a reason to take them out of there. I picked out a pair of light blue jeans and a top from among the clothes left on the bed. When I started to pull the jeans on, I realized, that I was still wearing my nightshirt. I also realized that I would need to put on boxers before I can put on the clothes. No wait... not boxers, I only had panties now. I sighed, remembering the trip to the lingerie shop last night. I would also need to put on a bra. The lingerie was in the mountain of bags on the other side of the bed. I had just carried them there earlier. I started rummaging through the bags. After looking through a few of the bags, I gave up on finding anything decent and picked a set at random. It turned out to be pair of black panties and a bra with an intricate design. I removed my night dress. This left left completely naked. Without any ceremony I pulled on my black panties. Having them on me felt really weird, I was too distraught at the shop to pay much attention, but the sensation of having the thin fabric tightly against my skin was very different from wearing boxers. I slightly caressed the fabric of my panties to remove any wrinkles but I feel none, the panties fit me perfectly. I found myself thinking how good it will be to not have to arrange my testicles but immediately dismissed the idea as improper for a guy to have. I then took the bra in my hands, trying to figure out which way I would have to put it on and how the hook worked. I soon discovered that I would need a mirror for this. Luckily there was a huge mirror on the wall next to the bed. I had been avoiding looking at it on purpose. The last thing I needed was to get myself horny first thing in the morning. I would surely get horny from staring at myself in the mirror. Not that avoiding the mirror helped as much as I had hoped. I could still see my body every time I looked down and the unfamiliar weight on my chest was a constant reminder of my new breasts. The bra hook was on the backside, so I put the bra on my breasts and turned my back to the mirror. I tried to connect the bra looking back at the mirror over my shoulder and after a few tries, I succeeded at it. I decided to test how useful this bra was. I tried jumping in place a bit. My breast started to jiggle a bit from that but the bra stopped them from going berserk. I knew this was improper but seeing my reflection in the mirror while jumping made me want to jump some more. The sight was incredible and despite not wanting to be a girl, I just couldn't resist it and decided to jump some more. This was so wrong, I thought to myself, getting horny. I had to put a stop to this, but I just couldn't. Suddenly, I heard a thud from the direction of the window. I stopped jumping abruptly and walked closer to the window to see where the sound came from. Outside, below the window was a bush and in the bush there was a middle aged man with a red cap, a red shirt and jeans. He seemed to be panting and was holding something in his hand. I didn't have to look twice to recognize a penis. The delivery man seemed to panic from being found out. Suddenly, white goo shot against the window with a splattering sound. The man stood up quickly, turned around and started running at the direction of his car. He was unable to tuck away his penis while running. It kept shooting sperm all over the lawn outside as it swayed from side to side. I was speechless. To a bystander, this situation probably would've looked hilarious. But to me it was pretty horrifying. Someone peeking in at my naked body, beating off to me, thinking god knows what about me - it was not something I was comfortable with. I forced myself to forget what had just happened. I avoided looking at the mirror and put on the jeans and the top, they both fit me perfectly. Though, I was not too happy about how tight the jeans were and how the blouse clearly outlined my bust. But with this body, I guess there was no helping it. There was no way I could hide those big breasts. * * * * * * * After being fully clothed I started to think about what I had planned today. It was Saturday and I had no idea when I would be getting my funds. I remembered the Director saying something about getting funds this Friday. Did he mean to contact me again yesterday evening or did he mean I would have to wait until next Friday? I saw a classy landline phone on a night stand. It had a weird futuristic shape, like everything else in this apartment. I decided to try to use the phone to get some information. Land phones were the only thing you could use to make calls in the university. Normally, everyone would use a mobile phone but for some reason the university had banned their use inside the campus. They had gone as far as to install a localized jammer on the university grounds. I had never quite understood why they would go so far or for what reason they would want to ban cell phones. Everyone was expected to leave their cell phones at the entrance gates upon entering the campus. Upon leaving the grounds, the cell phones were given back of course. Nobody tried to smuggle cell phones in, the punishments were too severe and the phones supposedly didn't get reception anyway. Cameras were banned too. When I tried to ask why the university had banned the cell phones from a lecturer I was told to stop my inquiries for my own good. That it was a decision that came from higher up and that it was not up for discussion. The official story was that our university wanted to uphold its traditions and the privacy of its students. The third reason we were given was that our scientists had found conclusive proof that cell phones were dangerous to health. I had tried to find these conclusive reports but I never managed to find anything reliable so I didn't buy this explanation. But I never had had enough reason to risk my university grant on finding out the real reason. In the end, not carrying a cell phone around was no big deal to me, nobody ever called me anyway. I picked up the land phone and put it to my ear. I pressed the button with the note "receptionist" on the phone - all the calls were manually directed for some reason. It was the only way you could contact anyone. I heard a pleasant female voice after a few seconds. "Hello, how can I help you?" "Hello, this is Jack Lachance, I would like to get the Director's office." "Jack Lachance? Just a second, I'll patch you through to the Director's secretary." "Bzzt. This is the Director's office. State your business," a familiar robotic voice answered. "Hello, this is Jack Lachance. I think I was supposed to meet the Director again yesterday concerning funding for a project of mine." "Bzzt. I remember you. The human girl named Jack, how odd. Yes. The Director had an urgent business to attend to. He is out of the country until Monday. I was left with instructions about your case. I will send a guard for you at 6pm to escort you here. Be at your current location at the given time," The robot hanged up after saying all that before I could reply. It had been that weird robot again. I'd never seen such a sophisticated robot before, not that I like the robot much. It had told me to be at this apartment at 6pm. I looked at the clock. It was still just 10am. So I had still had 8 hours until then. I didn't have any funds yet so I couldn't make any realistic plans about restarting the project. Even so, I decided that I would try to gather up my assistants so we could at least lay out something basic. I tried contacting them using the phone, the receptionist patched me through to their dorms, but they either didn't pick up the phones in their rooms or more likely, they weren't at their dorms. I wondered if, perhaps, they had gathered in the lab to try to salvage something from the project. Maybe they weren't as lazy as I had thought. Getting them to work had always seemed such a hassle to me that sometimes I almost thought of giving up. But I always managed to get them working. My guess was that they needed the money I had been paying them. Fred and Earl didn't have wealthy parents. They had both gotten into the university with some kind of scholarship. Danny came from a wealthy family but as much I'd heard, he didn't get along with his father very well so perhaps he was cut out of family funding or something. Hoping that the geeks would be there, I decided to head to my lab. I started to open the front door, but realized I was still barefoot. I hadn't even checked the bag with the shoes. The delivery man had brought it along with the other bags. I had ignored it before and it was still near the bedroom door. I felt a bad premonition about opening this bag. What if it was filled with only high heeled women shoes. I peeked inside the bag. It was a rather large bag. It was filled with boxes. There were about a dozen of them in there. I lifted them all out on the floor and peeked inside the first box. Guehh... I was immediately repelled back, there was a pair of black high heeled shoes in the box. I tossed that box aside and opened the next. Red high heeled shoes. Next box. Silver colored shoes, with a slightly lower heel, but a heel nonetheless. I kept opening the boxes, they were all heeled shoes and now I was staring at the very last box. My last hope. I opened it... White tennis shoes! They brought a grin on my face. They were perfect. Now I just needed socks. This thought removed the grin off my face. I had just stuffed a bag full of all sorts of nylons into the closet earlier. I went to the cupboard and rummaged through the bag, it was full of all sorts of nylons and long socks. At the very bottom I found a bunch of white sport socks. The grin returned. At least I would be able to wear normal footwear. I pulled on the socks and put on the shoes. I tried walking in them, then running a bit and jumping. I had to resist an urge to go jumping in front of the mirror again. This new body felt a lot more athletic than my real body, though, I still felt a lot more fragile in it. I was now ready to leave. But before I left, I wanted to inspect the apartment a little. I went through all of the rooms searching for a light switch, I still couldn't find one. I did, however, find a large bar cabinet. It was filled with all sorts of alcohol or at least I assumed that it was alcohol. I couldn't make out what kind of alcohol it was. There was the same label on every bottle, but it was just one word and I had never heard of a label called "Omniscience". The liquid in the bottles was colored in all sorts of shiny bright colors - they seemed to be luminescent. I didn't really feel like trying any of that stuff, the last thing I needed was to get drunk in this body. So I closed the bar door and kept looking for a switch. Because I had looked on all the walls and found no switch, I decided to widen my search to other parts of the apartment. Despite the apartment being roomy, it didn't have very much furniture. In the bedroom there was the bed, two dressers, a large closet, a writing desk and lastly a large bookshelf, covering the whole right side wall. I had already searched around the bed and I hadn't noticed anything special on the dressers or closet so I stepped closer to the bookshelf. It was filled with books. They seemed to be all computer science books, but there were some language books and religion books mixed in. I wondered if these were books of the previous occupant of this apartment and why she or he had left those books behind. I inspected the bookshelf for any switches, but as I had feared, there was nothing. I came to a conclusion that there was nothing in the bedroom. I hadn't found anything in the bathroom earlier too, especially since it had been rather dark in there due to the lack of windows so I only had the living room left to inspect. The living room had a large couch in it, it was white and quite oddly shaped and it was facing the window. There was no TV, so it was almost as if the couch was placed there to watch out of the window. The window itself was quite large, from floor to ceiling, and it had no curtains or blinds. I looked around the couch - no sign of any switch there. I was curious about the odd shape of the couch, so I tried sitting in it. The moment I sat down, I felt myself start sinking into the couch. Other parts of the couch started shifting weirdly, almost as if the couch was alive. Alarmed, I quickly managed to get off from the couch. The couch slowly turned back to normal. Holy fuck. What there to be anything normal in my life or was everything turning upside down? After that little experience with the couch, I decided that it's time to leave the apartment. If I couldn't find any light switches, I could try getting some candles or a torch or something. * * * * * * * I managed to lock the door with no problems. The sky was clear outside, with a few occasional fluffy clouds here and there. The warm sunshine on my face lifted my mood a bit. I didn't see anyone about. Probably everyone in this neighborhood was still out from partying at Friday night. It was when they organized most of their parties anyway. But I wasn't too sure as I'd never been to any. I saw the hill, and the main building on it, quite clearly now in the distance. The building was about the same size as it looked from the position of my lab, so I knew it was about 700 meters away. The different angle of the building told me that I just had to walk straight west to reach the lab. My current location was also a bit more elevated, making it possible to spot the main building more clearly. I was on the south side of the university grounds and it was quite forested around these parts. I saw a road leading north and turning west. But the sun was feeling pretty hot and there was no escape from the sun on the asphalt covered road. I looked around some more. I found out that I was on the western edge of the complex where the richest kids lived. To the west I saw only trees. At closer inspection there seemed to be a narrow path going straight west through the forest. I knew that some rich snobs liked to race around with their ATVs and I guessed it was one of their tracks. I didn't think I'd run into any of them at this hour so I took that path. Walking was so much easier today. I hadn't really paid attention to it but my old shoes had been too big for me. No wonder I had stumbled so much yesterday. I heard birds singing, I saw a few colorful butterflies flying about, small animals were squirreling around in the underbrush - the forest was full of life. This environment calmed my mind. And all the stress and worries of the last couple days faded into the background as I made my way towards the lab. I had a spring in my step and I was humming a tune. I was almost out of the forest, when suddenly two squirrels ran across my path. They ran into a small clearing as I observed them. They seemed to be playing, jumping over one another and rolling around. I smiled widely, watching these little creatures play. Then one squirrel ran a few inches up a tree, the other one bolted after him. Before I knew it, the second one had taken hold of the first with its paws and was pounding away at it. This killed my good mood because it reminded me of my current predicament, of my robbed manhood. So I quickened my step and soon reached the shed where my lab was located. I rushed into the building and opened my mouth, expecting to find my assistants there. But the building was empty, wasn't anyone inside. Furthermore, it was in the exact same state that I had seen it last time. It didn't look like anyone had been here since. I decided to clean it up some. I did it in a simple fashion, not spending too much time on it. I collected the smaller scattered pieces into a large pile, leaving the heavier parts for later, for when I got more assistance. I also shuffled through my work desk. I found 50 credits in a shelf there. I pocketed it, realizing that I didn't have a single cent on me. My cash and my bank card had been in the clothes that were taken from me yesterday. I wondered where the 3 geeks could be if they were not here. I knew their habits. They rose up early usually, even on weekends. It was a good habit to have in the university. They worked for me even on Sundays, they'd come in early to do their hours as fast as possible so they could goof off after lunch. Then I remembered that it was Saturday. And there could only be one place where they could be on such a time, in their "dungeon". This is what they called the basement of their dorm. They were very secretive about its location. Only a few selected people knew that their dorm even had a basement. The passageway to the basement was very well hidden. It seemed to have belonged to some kind of secret organization originating back to the time of the founding of the university. But it had been long forgotten until Earl had somehow managed to locate it. Ever since it's rediscovery it had, once again, served as a hidden meeting place for a secret organization. The new secret organization, or the geek squad as I liked to call it, was probably of a much different nature than the organization that had originally occupied those rooms. Normally I wasn't allowed to go there but on a few Saturday's they asked me to join them. Every Saturday they played a fantasy role-playing game. Essentially, they sat around the table and impersonated hero-like characters that took part in some epic quest. I had been an avid MMORPG gamer at some point, a few years back, so I had actually found their role-playing games to be quite fun. When I impersonated an imaginary character I sometimes got really into it and acted it out as if I really was that character. I didn't really try to, it just kind of happened every time. Afterwards I was always surprised at my own behavior. It was all done on instinct. Danny even suggested that I should try joining the theatrical group of the university but I didn't take him seriously on that. I decided to go pay a visit to the "dungeon" and talk to my assistants. There was only one thing I mainly wanted from them right now. A general assessment of how much it would cost to restart the project. Knowing more exact numbers might help me convince the Director or his secretary to give me larger funds. To get to the dorms I had to go north, through the science section of the university. It was a very familiar path, one that I had taken hundreds of times before. I only would have to use a different route at the very end because the "dungeon" wasn't under my old dorm. It was under the building Earl and Fred were located at. It was one of the oldest building in the university. I closed the lab door and started on the familiar path. The building where the lab was located was pretty isolated, so I didn't see any other persons at first. This changed, however, once I entered the grounds where all the science buildings were located. I saw a few people moving about their business. On the road that led directly to the dorms there were more people, I passed about a dozen of them or so. Everyone I passed kept staring at me. I was not used to this. It made me feel really uncomfortable. Had I stared like this at pretty passing girls too? I realized that sometimes I had. I had thought myself inconspicuous at those times, now I realized that the girls had probably noticed me staring, just as I noticed all the guys staring at me now. I kept my eyes straight ahead, not wanting to meet anyone's eyes. I thought it would be better if they thought that I didn't notice them staring. It would save me some embarrassment. I think some, if not most, probably peeked over their shoulder after I had passed them to get a view from behind too... Luckily the dorm I was looking for was on the far side of the area where dorms were located. It was slightly isolated from the next ones. I didn't pass anyone as I got nearer to it, allowing me to enter the "dungeon" without being noticed. For this I had to enter through the dorm's front door first. There was a hallway leading to the stairs in front and there were 2 doors on each side leading to corridors which led to different dorm rooms. The secret passage was located besides the stairs, behind a weird statue. The statue was that of an ugly naked fat man. He had a big hanging cock. I had to pull on it for the secret door to open. Now, more than ever, it felt really disgusting, even though it was just a statue. Considering the nature of the "key" to the secret passage, it was no wonder no one had found out about it. I didn't know how Earl had found out about it and I wasn't eager to find out. Next, I had to squeeze myself past the statue to enter the secret passageway. It was harder than usual because of those damn breasts, I felt them squeezing against the statue. I wondered how Earl managed to get past this statue, fat as he was. But I managed to get through and entered the secret passage. The passageway was lighted by torches burning on the walls. Fred and Earl sure had to be persistent to keep these lit. The passage led me down spiral stairs until I reached a large wooden door. It was heavily reinforced. It was locked but there was no lock hole in it. There was a metallic face of an elephant in the middle of the door that could be used to knock on the door. I took hold of the elephant's trunk and instead of knocking I turned the elephant face 3 times around to the right, 2 times to the left, 1 time to the right, 180 degrees to the left, 2 times to the right with an additional 180 degrees. The door made a loud click and unlocked. I had memorized the code after seeing Earl open it once. I pushed the heavy door open. The room inside was quiet. I saw the whole geek squad seated behind a long wooden table. They were all staring at my direction. "Whoa! A succubus! I told you guys that this is a secret base for an ancient sex cult!" announced Rajan as he stood up from his seat, rushing towards me. I was afraid that I might have to kick him if he tried to touch me, not that I minded kicking Rajan, he could be really annoying at times and this seemed to be one of those times. But he stopped just in front me and threw himself to the ground on his knees. He started bowing to me. "Oh mighty demon, please make me your servant! I will do anything for you!" He shouted with a heavy Indian accent while trying to kiss my feet. I took a fast step back to avoid that. "Holy fuck, stop that Rajan!" I said. "It's me, Jack." "Jack?" Rajan asked, confused. "Yeah dude, she's Jack Laroche," Fred confirmed my identity. "Oh wow. How did you do it man? Did you make a contract with devil or something?" Rajan asked me excitedly, still on his knees. "No... I had an accident with my science project and it changed me into a girl," I answered. "Oh... boring," Rajan sounded a disappointed as he stood up, dusting his pants. Rajan was a journalism student. He was as sucker for everything occult. He spent most of his time trying to hunt down the paranormal. He was more interested in anything to do with mysterious forces than anything else. So when I gave him kind of a scientific reason, he became less interested in me. But to me, my change was still a complete mystery. My machine was not designed for what had happened. I still had a hard time believing that this had really happened to me. I had to try to duplicate the exact conditions to try to revert back to my original body. It sounded as an impossible task, but I had to try. "But damn. You're hot as fuck," Rajan commented on my change. "Do you have a boyfriend yet? Can I be your boyfriend?" He kept pestering me with annoying questions. "Rajan. Fuck off!" I said to him, a note of anger in my voice as I passed him by and seated myself behind the table. "I came looking for you guys," I told my assistants. "I want to have a discussion about the project." "Ehh, no way! We were just about to start a new game. We already made our characters and all. We can discuss the project once the game is over," Fred said. Both Fred and Danny nodded in agreement. "Oh, why don't you join in too? You could make an awesome new character. We've never had any female characters yet," Danny said with an encouraging voice. "I don't think it's a good idea," I said. "Oh come on. It would be just like playing a female avatar in a MMORPG. We know that you're actually male. You can just act being a female hero. Trust me. It would be a lot of fun," Danny kept trying to convince me. I considered their proposal. It seemed I could not change their minds about playing the game, which meant that I would have to sit here for hours. So I might as well join them. It would help me from getting depressed over my current predicament and maybe playing out a female character would help me deal better with my current situation. "Ok, count me in!" I told them, hoping I would not regret this decision.