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This is something of an experiment in trying to write a supernatural story, hope you enjoy it. Meddling Goddess. by Trish. Having slipped away from the playful family entourage the entity know as the Goddess was bored and looking for mortal entertainment. She liked watching them, and although it was much harder now that machines also inhabited the material plain when the opportunity presented itself the Goddess still enjoyed meddling subtlety in their short lives. Sometimes She wished things were like the 'old days' because acting upon the material plain was becoming more and more unpleasant. The presence of all the machines talking through the air felt quite nauseating and it left a horrid taste in Her mouth! In one respect it was upsetting to know that the mortals were leaving the old ways behind and maturing as a species, but for all the Goddess knew such growth was part of the great wheel of life She still felt a impending sense of loss knowing that one day in the not so distant future, technology would isolate the material plain of this world's from Her kind... Before the mortals grew up and started to master technology meddling in the physical world was so easy. When one of the family took an interest in a mortal and if they felt like it, they would turn up bestow a couple of blessings enjoy the party and leave again. Having watched and guided humanity since She was created by the joining of two ancient ones two millennium past the Goddess like her siblings had her favourites... Family's she had watched and nurtured though the centuries and from the descendent of one them came a cry of loss into the dark. The deliciously human taste of the emotion attracted the Goddess's attention... and the Goddess took note. David could not pin down what was troubling him. He knew something felt wrong but he could not tell what... and eventually came to the conclusion that the cause of his sense of foreboding was his imminent departure to university. Ever since the sixth form leavers ball at school, his nights had been plagued with wet erotic dreams... Obviously that was not unusual for an eighteen year old, but what was unusual was the subject of his dreams... his close but strictly platonic friend Mary Peters. They met at primary school, where the strict boy-girl in register order seating pattern at each desk, meant David was sat next to her. Even though boys and girls at that age do not usually get to be friends especially when the girl was the butt of most of the classes teasing, being sat beside her for five years began a sort of friendship that developed and deepend as they aged. It was a strange twist of fate that brought them together as friends. David the class brain box who even at primary school was recognised as being destined for university and success, while Mary was the class misfit, the clumsy girl being raised almost like a boy by her grandfather on his small holding. Even though they were in completely different classes when they went up to the secondary school, and moved in very different circles of friends, they remained tight friends. David being obsessed with computers, heavy rock and science fiction gravitated to the nerds of the computer club and Mary who had always been a little strange took to wearing a lot of black... having fallen in with the weird Goth types who lingered on the edges of school society. Considering she had been the primary school mockery donkey Mary changed rapidly at puberty and developed into a very attractive if peculiar girl. Sharp tongued with withering line of put downs, she had some very strange views and idea's... idea's that sometimes scared the hell out of David. Although much to Mary's disgust they never became an 'official' couple, it was no secret that they were close and neither made any attempt to hide their friendship. Even at primary school when everyone in the world hated her, David's smiling beacon of friendship had been there for her... Now David was going away and Mary felt adrift. For years she had secretly dreamed of being with him, and when school ended with a big leavers ball Mary had to act. She knew it might be the last time she ever saw him and did not give David any choice when she told him, that he was her date for the night! She had see the looks of interest from some of the girls in his top stream class, and Mary had no intention of having one of them snatch him from under her nose! The night was everything and more than she had ever dreamed. They danced, laughed, and even shared chaste kisses! "Why?" Mary cried out wishing that this perfect night did not have to be the last time... The Goddess hearing the one called Mary's cry saw them, and knew them. Listening with more than ears the Goddess took note of her lamenting cry and tasted their essences... Pleased with their flavours, the Goddess considered them and signalled her approval, before blessing the girl with Her image. A small carved marble figure of a robed goddess formed on Mary's bedside, and should anyone one have asked Mary where it came from she would have sworn that had always sat beside her bed. It was David's first morning at university. With him being in an unfamiliar room, in a strange house he not slept well. The night sounds so different to home, the rattles and creaks of the house combined with his anxieties about starting his university life meant he was feeling washed out as he was sleepily cleaned his teeth and noticed that shockingly that his dark hazel eyes had turned green in the night! Flabbergasted he tried to work out how such a thing could happen... but eventually gave up when one of the new house mates he had briefly met the evening before banged on the door. Striking up a conversation a few minutes later in the kitchen David discovered his house mate's were computer students, Nancy and Kev, Phil studying history and a second year geologist called Dave. With feeling out his house mates and the chaos of registration at the university David pretty much forgot about his eyes as he jumped into the maelstrom of student life... Although he was being constantly bombarded by new idea's, lifestyles and attitudes both socially and academically while living in a world populated with lots of young available women David found it hard to settle in to the university groove. It was not the work, he was loving that, neither was it the world around his course because Newcastle was a fantastic place to be a student, but he still felt something was wrong. For one thing he was still plagued by nights filled with erotic dreams and yet none of the smashing looking girls he met at the union bars and in town clubs interested him. The moment he started chatting to a girl he would start to compare them to the Mary who lived in his ever more vivid erotic dreams, and the girls he met paled in comparison. Unless intoxicants interfered, every night this Mary would invade his dreams, enacting every sexual activity imaginable... Even during the day when he was living his normal life if he closed his eyes sometimes he could see her dark hazel eyes looking at him from the depths of his mind.... It was always with the same expression... The one on her face, as she looked down on him after sex... Her hair still wild around her head, her full breasts swaying as she gazed down at him with that sated look as she calmed down from taking her pleasure from him... Although he knew that such things had never happened between Mary and himself, and could not be real... they felt very real. As the term progressed David thought he noticed another change happening, only this one did not happen over night as all his body hair began to change. First his head hair started to lighten in colour and thicken in a gradual way that mirrored the later thinning of his body and facial hair. No one around him noticed the alteration and as with his eyes David was soon distracted by the strange university bubble he lived in to take note of his ever so slowly changing hair colour. Having hitched a lift home off Kev, David was expecting some comment about his eyes when he went home for Christmas and was surprised when nothing was said. Other than his dad saying as he got home, "Your looking well kiddo, university must agree with you," no further comment was passed about his appearance. In one respect David could understand his dad being distracted. He was so completely wrapped up with Christine his new girlfriend David was not really that surprised that he did not notice such a subtle change in his son's appearance. One one level David approved of Christine and was pleased for his dad. It was good to see his dad smiling again after his mum finally lost her long battle with cancer two years before. The downside was the idea of another woman taking over his fathers affections and replacing his mum. He wished he could talk to someone about it, but Nancy his main personal problem sounding board was in the Canary Islands and trying to talk to his 'old' mates about it would have been a waste of time. By the time David had been home for a couple of hours he had pretty much forgotten about his eyes, and when no one commented after he met up with the 'lads' for a few beers later that evening he did not wonder why. It was good to see the 'lads' and David enjoyed more than a few good if boozy nights of male bonding with his former school mates before Christmas. Things had changed though, or rather David had, his life was now very different to theirs it showed. It was not just his mellowing accent but also in how he presented himself and his choice of language had noticeably altered as his diction started to show that 'University' marker. He was also willing and able to talk politics and one of two things he came out with had his mates howling with laugher as they took the piss about how he had turned into a 'student!' Looking down upon the material plain, the Goddess saw it was Yule and on a whim slipped away from the family entourage... Recalling the delightful flavour of the one called Mary, the Goddess viewed her, expecting that in the joy the mortals took from the Yuletide celebrations, her delicious essence would fizz with the light sweetness of pleasures to come... The Goddess was puzzled for instead of sweetness, the mortals essence was tainted by the acidic bitterness of melancholic yearnings and unfulfilled desire. The Goddess was unhappy and wished to correct the flavour, delving into the one called Mary's mind, she discerned the taint was caused by the mortals yearning for the one called David. Finding the mortal man, the Goddess sampled his essence and found it lacking. The Goddess considered this, and foresaw that if she should combine the one named David with the one named Mary's, and she made it bloom, then their joint essence might hold the promise of great bounty. The Goddess wished it to bloom and blessed Her 'pets' with the Yuletide gift of companionship. Since his mum died, Christmas just was not the same. Some of it was fun, like cooking the dinner with his dad but with just the two of them in many ways it was a day they would rather have avoided. With it being Christmas Day night he knew his mates would all be tied up with family, and as his dad was going to spend the evening, and probably the night at Christine's, David was left hanging at something of a loose end. Since his dad had wanted to get off, David offered to clean up after their Christmas dinner. It passed the time and after everything was tidy David was about to get his laptop and go online when out of the blue he decided to take a walk. There was not reason for it, but at that moment to David it seemed like a good idea. Not having any idea where he was going he found himself walking the long way towards his old primary school. After an indulgent Christmas dinner being out in the cold brisk air felt good and the walk helped settle all the food down. Winding his way along the streets feeling the occasional first flurrys of the forcasted snow on the breeze David let his mind wander. Thoughts of university, his mum, his hopes and fears about his dad and Christine all just tumbled round his mind. Lost in his thoughts David was almost oblivious to the world around him as he walked and then he was aware that he was no longer alone. Accompanied by the clicking of heels on pavement a figure in a long black cloak type coat appeared beside him as if by magic, saying, "Merry Christmas David." David knew instantly that the person with the collie dog beside her was Mary and blushed. Being in the presence of the subject of his dreams for the last five months made David splutter. "Merry Christmas Mary," feeling like his tongue was turning to lead. Mary smiled, hoping she did not sound breathless as she fell into step beside him and said, "Well what's it like good, bad, are you enjoying university, is it fun?" Instead of the calm relaxed tone she imagined in her head her words tumbled out. "Mostly," he managed to say. "Mostly? That's a side step not an answer!" Mary's honking laugh was unchanged and hearing it relaxed David enough to add. "Yeah mostly. Unless you've been in one, you can't understand that being at University is mad... Its like your in this completely surreal little world where every eccentricity is free to run wild. You could spend every evening at cheep booze fuelled parties, or clubbing in town. Then you have the students union who have clubs and societies for every thing from train spotting to pole dancing!" David shook his head. "Then there's the other side. The academic side and you have got to keep up and that's hard. Most of the lectures will refer to a theory or an author and expect you to already know who they are talking about so you need to do a lot of reading to be ready for some lectures." In the darkness beside him Mary smiled as she felt the ever present ember of friendship between them catch fire as David warmed to his subject and started to speak freely about university life. "Any way so there I was on my first morning looking at this heaving mass of people, which contained my registration queue." David had forgotten how easy it was to talk to Mary and soon fell in to an easy conversation. Enjoying each others company they were chatting companionably long before they approached the lane up to her house by which time he was saying. "And dad's gone to be with Chrissie, so I came for a walk. When did you get a dog by the way?" "Spanner's not mine," Mary said patting the dog. "She belongs to Jean, a girl from work whose parents won't have a dog in the house so I've usually taken Spanner when she has to go to her parents." Also petting the dog, David said, "I've always rather fancied having a dog or a cat." "Get a cat, you can leave them home alone for a couple of nights if you need to be away." Mary half laughed. "So what you doing tonight David?" "Go online I guess," he said, pulling a face. "That or may be walk down the bunch of grapes since there's bugger all on the telly." "Well if you fancy it... There's a bottle or two of wine at my place? I'm home alone as well and would not say no the company." David felt his heart jump and he said, "That would be really be nice, otherwise I'd just be online with all the other lonely souls spending Christmas in Second Life or some other online RPG." "What's an RPG?" Mary asked. "Roll playing game. Like World of Warcraft, or Call of Duty, computer games you play online with other people all round the world." "Oh... Never fancied the idea of them myself," Mary said. "Come on let's go find a drink its going to get cold out here!" Enjoying Mary's company and ignoring the telly, as they talked David felt genuinely happy. He was chattering about being a college, until Mary would tell him about working for the council which would start them reminiscing. Sooner or later one of them would comment something related to what they had been saying about work or university starting the whole cycle again. In the end David had a very pleasant end to Christmas day drinking red wine shandy of all things. There was something comforting and strangely wrongfully right about the sensation of being curled under Mary's arm, as he sunggled up beside her. Mary had not changed, she still wore black and tended towards a gothic look with her shown off corseted waist and full black skirts but her personality seemed warmer. It somehow made her feel less intimidating when she went off on one of her rants about the unfairness of the world! She still came out with some of the strangest ideas but where they had once scared him, David enjoyed fencing with her about them, even if nine times out of ten she came out figuratively on top! "You should be at university Mary," David commented shaking his head after she made a sweeping comment about 'men!' "You'd love it." "Until I've got granddads will and probate paperwork done, and back from my solicitor I've not got the time to think about it." She looked fondly round the homely front room. "This place has been in my family's hands for four generations including me and I don't want to be the one to sell it." "Lease it off for say five years, go do a degree in a subject that will get you a well paid job back here then come back," David said determined to convince her to apply for university. Mary was not deliberately playing hard to get, she wanted to go to university but there was also something delightful about having him try so hard to convince her. Unlike David who had wanted to go to university since his early teens Mary never developed the interest in working hard enough to make the grade until it occurred to her that if they were at the same university it would be much easier to 'hook' David! Many years before Mary had hung her cap on him, and now she could see and hear how quickly his life was taking him from her, she knew she better make a real claim on him and soon, but she cautioned herself not quite yet. Having found out when David was back by deliberately bumping into his dad, Mary had been desperately hoping to spend sometime with him and having him curled up beside her on Christmas Day was like a Christmas present. Aware of the many years worth of carnal thoughts and intentions she had in mind for David if she ever got the opportunity when she recognised him walking towards the school she saw her chance. It was Christmas Day evening and David was walking the streets alone Mary knew she had the perfect opportunity to bring him back into her life and may be explore some her carnal desires... or it was until they started talking. After an initial tongue tied moment David responded very positively to her presence and she had to firmly tell herself to calm down as her questions about university life tumbled out. Really enjoying hearing him talk about his student adventure as she guided them along the half mile path that led back to her house. Oddly David did not seem to notice that her eyes were now hazel, or that she had grown over an inch taller. Neither did he see that her hair was the darkening from her natural auburn blonde hair. Although his ignorance of the changes was puzzling Mary pushed it from her mind as he sat curled contently under her arm enjoying his presence. Everything felt right and Mary could tell David thought the same. He willingly responded when she tentatively kissed him after topping up their glasses saying. "Merry Christmas." Feeling only a faint flicker of disappointment hours later when David started yawning and decided it was time for bed. She so wanted him to stay but somehow knew that good things would come to those who wait! Her disappointment at him going home did not last long, because the long lingering last passionate kiss he gave her on the doorstep filled her with a warm glow of pleasure. Closing the door sighing with delight Mary felt strangely content about not getting laid like she had hoped! She knew had got something even better, because David had promised to go with her on a Boxing Day sales spree to find the right outfit for their new year date! Although David might have gone home in person, he was still very present in her mind... looking up at her as she held him by his wrists on the bed with that just fucked expression on his face and his pretty green eyes twinkling with a lewd yearning need, begging her for more... The Goddess smiled enjoying their mutual desire and was tempted to meddle once more. Next morning when David arrived at Mary's he noticed the dilapidated condition of the small holder cottage as he walked up to the door. Commenting as she let him in, "House could do with a lick of paint and some TLC Mary." "Yeah I know," she said closing the door. "Granddad let it slip when he was sick and I've not got the money to do the work until the probate is finalised. You know he died just after you went to university?" "I didn't, I knew he was not well, but... I'm sorry Mary," David said, "He was always a lovely man." "Aye, he was," she said sadly before brightening up. "So where do you fancy for new year?" "Well until I bumped into you last night I was planning on going back to college to see New Year in at Sandal's in the town... So you pick, I don't know anywhere round here with a guaranteed party?" "Will it be that good up there?" Mary asked. "Should be its the hot ticket in student circles," David laughed. "I, well we, my quiz team won a pair each in the union quiz league." "Well if it's that good. I can drive and have a car, you've got the tickets. Spanner goes back to Jean's on the 28th so how about I drive you back up to university on the 30th come to the party and drive home on the second. I'm not back at work until the 3rd?" "Sure, I doubt my dad would mind, hell given how he's mooning over Christine he'll probably be glad not to have to run me back!" "We'll do that then!" Mary decided. "What's the dress code?" "Dress code, it's Newcastle..." "Oh short skirt and heels then," Mary said pouting. "I suppose I could do that, so very boring though." "Sorry." David half blushed and laughed. The Goddess delighted in the twin visions of erotic pleasure these mortals broadcast to her. The blend had a nice flavour but it needed seasoning and some rebalancing to make the mixture really zing! Although the Goddess did not understand the ritual 'her' mortals were performing she found problem with how the one named Mary's behaviour was at odds with her station. The Goddess was confused surely the one called Mary should be feeling completeness not distress as she contemplated how to decorate herself for her mate. In the past spending any time shopping with out knowing what he wanted, and what shop to buy it, was David's idea of purgatory, how ever that was not the truth when he was with Mary. Keeping him firmly attached to her arm she led him round what felt like every clothing shop in town before she eventually found a dress she liked. Although short and low cut Mary knew that if she accessorised it with her black corset in place of the belt and a few other touches it would have that 'gothic' edge she liked and for once she did not mind that her outfit would tend more to the Barbie Goth image than her usual look. Selecting shoes took almost as long, and by the time Mary was satisfied David wanted something to eat and a cup of tea, beer would do but tea would have been his choice. It was not his choice and as Mary had her thoughts set on a bar meal in the pub on the way back to her house. "That was frustrating fun," Mary said as they walked back to home hampered by shopping and the two bottles of wine they picked up from the shop. Since it was the local shop Mary somewhat proudly showed off David's hand in hers to the witches behind the counter. Amused at the gossip the witches would be making as she paid for the wine she wondered if David realised that by morning everyone would know that 'Young' David, Nigel Shore's boy, the one at university, was walking out with Mary Peters, she could almost hear them now. "He spent the night with her he did, and with two bottles of wine." David was half way back when he suddenly giggled. "Did you see their faces when they saw we were holding hands!" It was a typical David comment, but neither of them noticed that his unselfconscious giggle was not. "Fun wasn't it?" Mary chuckled. "I was just thinking about that myself. There all going to be saying we've coupled up?" "Let them." David laughed. "They'll have forgotten soon enough." He could not help pulling his face as he added. "Once I'm back at Uni and you are here." "We'll see?" Mary hedged, now she had 'publicly' staked a claim on David she had no intention of ever letting him go. Even though she felt horny as hell, something in her would not let just take David to bed! She had ample opportunities as they spent most of the next few days together but even though they were starting to feel like a couple she never took them. The closest they came to getting seriously intimate was the night David's his father arrived home with Christine and caught them necking on the sofa. Having been David's desk mate for years and seeing her on and off since her early childhood David's dad knew Mary, and introduced her to Christine as David's long time girlfriend, which gave her a thrill of deep pleasure. David's dad responded positively to their idea about Mary driving him back since she was going to his university new year party. He was more than happy to relinquish the task of driving him back and even sweetened the deal with a hundred and fifty pounds for petrol and the night out! Driving up to the North East was a three hour journey, and Mary felt a mixture of anticipation at seeing David's new home, and apprehension about meeting his student friends. She knew from David's more eloquent language and improved diction that his friends must be very bright, and Mary was worried about sounding thick to them. Then there was all the pressure of being a girl, which she hated. Like all her age she had seen the telly shows like 'Geordie shore' and 'finishing school' and knew that where she was going appearance was everything and had to dress accordingly. Even though she loathed the thought of it Mary accepted that to hold her claim on David, she needed to show her trim body off in something small and formfitting. In her mind Mary built meeting his friends into an intimidating baptism of fire, and she felt quite foolish when she met them a little while later. They were a real mix of types, Phil a hippy with a motorbike doing a history degree, Dave with his tattoos and piercings, Kev a beefcake rugby player with morals of a tomcat according to her David, and Nancy a very overtly lesbian computer art student. Mary was not quite sure how to take it when David she warned her that all his student mates including Nancy would probably make a pass at her at some point. The piss taking David was getting was at first a little confusing until she read between the lines and realised it was about her being in his mates eyes far to good looking to be hanging with someone like him! That felt very nice and as they headed to bed Mary took a lot of satisfaction from knowing that his mates all thought she was good looking! "You have the bed Mary, I'll throw my sleeping bag on the floor," David said slipping out to give Mary some privacy as she got ready for bed. As Mary had no intention of letting that happen and said taking the proffered mug when he returned with two hot chocolates laced with a cream liqueur. "Don't be daft David, I don't mind sleeping with you now get in here before you catch a cold!" Mary held open the duvet relishing him snuggling up beside her as she chuckled kissing his neck. "And I'll still respect you in the morning!" "You better!" David chuckled. Talking about everything and nothing as they drank the hot chocolates, Mary eventually dozed off with David cradled in her arm unsure of who fell asleep first. The Goddess watched in approval. Her mortals were forming a bond before union, this pleased her but their thoughts confused her. The one called David should take pleasure from seeing his mate decorated to please and bring him respect from others, yet most deeply he did not! There his mind was awash with guilt, envy and desire, and none of the pleasures the Goddess had seen other men take from their mates appearance. "I think my dress works." Mary chuckled as they caught the bus into town. "If the look on Dave's face when he saw us was anything to go by!" The Goddess considered what she had seen. The one named Mary took pleasure from the reaction's of her pair-mates pack while simultaneously despising why. This was most confusing and contrary to what she had observed about how mortals were supposed to behave. After Montford, Newcastle's night-life was a revelation to Mary. Wanting to show her the sights David took her round his usual student haunts before ending up in the pub club for the New Year celebration, and the place was jumping. Finding a few friends David introduced Mary as his girlfriend from home, before Mary dragged him to the dance floor when the DJ played on her favorite Rock Babe's song. The DJ was better than any she heard at home, and the once brilliant town-hall basement parties paled into insignificance compared to what she was seeing. When David had told her about strange lifestyle choices of students, Mary only half believed him until she saw them! After a wild night and a lot of lingering kissing and petting, David and Mary got back to his bedsit at 4am! Mary had just experienced the best night of her life, and had her eyes opened to life away from Montford. New years day after the excesses of the night before was spent recovering, until Nancy and her girlfriend asked if they were going to the pub. It was with more than a little frustration that Mary drove home, she had given David every hint and clue she could give, and he still had not made a move. Having decided that she liked being David's girlfriend Mary wanted to stay there and made up her mind that next time she came up, if he was still acting like a frightened girl on her wedding night then she would put the trousers on and make the first move! The image of David dressed for her like she had been for him on New Years Eve filled her mind and was a very appealing image that dominated her thoughts as she drove home. Thinking about him she realised in many ways that a dress would be rather fitting since she was the one who seemingly filled the more stereotypically speaking 'male' decision making part the relationship. David was more openly affectionate than she was, and always more than happy to let her do the driving figuratively and mechanically. Mary saw she was the more dominant party and that revelation really pleased her. If Mary had been worried about David forgetting he had a girlfriend after she left, she was relieved to see when she got home that he had already been on Facebook. His profile listing had changed to show he was a relationship next to her name. From then on she began to receive a regular stream of texts, emails, real letters and long phone calls every couple of days. Although they were gratifying, they also reinforced Mary's thoughts about how appealing his feminine quality's were to her. David invited Mary to the student union St Valentines fancy dress before she went home at New Year, and was wondering what to do about costumes. They had decided to go in matching outfits the question was what, until fate intervened when she saw that classic Star Trek movie uniforms were advertised for hire when she looked up the local fancy dress shop's inventory on the internet. Calling David and asking what he thought, not much later Mary was punching in their sizes to see if they had any that fitted. They did and even better she could get the female uniform in his size! Calling him back she told a white lie about the only Star Trek movie uniform they could hire in his size was the female uniform. David's heart flipped in his throat before babbling. "What the hell I wont be the only bloke in a dress there, order them! I don't mind playing Uhura to your Kirk, Mary." He did not seem to question that they had a male uniform in Mary's size, and she was not going to mention it. Moving swiftly onto arranging her journey times, she informed him, "I'm picking them up on Friday morning, before I leave so should be with you for one, one thirty." "I'll be in lectures and tutorials until half two threeish." David said. "Not a problem I can wait in that cafeteria and watch planet student." Mary chuckled feeling her loins fizzing with anticipation, St Valentines was the night! Knowing he was going to be dressed as a female for the party gave David the colly-wobbles and some very intense erotic dreams as the knowledge sunk into his subconscious. The Mary in his mind wanted him in stockings and panties and David wanted to please her... The following Saturday as he left the safety of his bedsit dressed the short skirted classic movie uniform he was not so sure... Even with Mary dressed as a classic Captain Kirk to guide him David felt a mixture of fear, loathing and abject terror as they caught the bus into town. Amazingly since he shook with anxiety he could not deny how good the outfit felt from the sensation of the skirt on my nylon covered legs to the pain pleasure of the heeled boots on his feet. It was a weirdly thrilling sensation to see his reflection wearing a complex black wig on his head and uniform. Then there was the way the long false eyelashes just reminded him of the cosmetics she had lovingly applied to his face... Everything even the terror of walking in public looking like a girl just amplified the amazingly sensual thrills of what Mary had dressed him in underneath. Something about how he had to stand and hold himself wearing these clothes felt so right beside Mary dressed in a Star Fleet captains uniform and he could tell from Mary's snorted laughs that she felt the same. The Goddess was now very confused she was feeling and tasting all the correct flavours and textures but they were in the wrong recipe... She could taste the texture of someone taking pleasure in decorating herself for her mate and the piquant flavour of her mate's matching desire to possess and please himself on the bounty she offered... Everything was right except the tastes and textures of the feelings they had for each other were backwards... It was most vexing and the Goddess was tempted to meddle openly and correct the balance... But that would attract the others and serious censure from them could force her to end her ties to 'her' mortal pets. Vexed the Goddess considered the problem, she knew she had to balance that flaw and correct the flavour of their relationship if she was to feast on the banquet of emotion they would provide when her pet's eventually ripend for their final union. The one named David, although physical equipped with manhood, did not display the behaviour characteristics that the Goddess's prior experience expected of a Male. This was equally true for the one named Mary, whose behaviour was equally divergent from the Goddesses expectation of a mortal female's desires. Had she mistaken their status, the Goddess was confused and returned to the bosom of the family entourage to consider her revelation. The Student Union Hall was packed with revellers dressed it every costume imaginable. Science fiction and telly charters were easily the most popular choices with a fair smattering of famous people or statues and many crossdressed blokes. Mary was pleased to note that David was one of the most passable and felt a thrill run down her spine igniting a warm burning between her legs when Nancy commented handing them their drinks, "You two look like girlfriend's on the dance floor Mary!" "Yeah it's pretty weird." Mary laughed. "Good weird or bad weird?" Nancy joked. "Good weird definitely good." Mary laughed and dryly commented that she could get used to the comfort of wearing the pants as she perched David on her knee and placed a possessive hand on his thigh! Responding in kind with out thinking he wrapped his arms rounds Mary neck and gave her a kiss before grinning at Nancy who laughed and said, "Tart!" Later as the party wound down and they called for a taxi back to the house. David was feeling the effects of dancing in heels on his feet as they got home and Mary led him to bed. Sensuously undressing him, Mary unknowingly introduced David to the erotic power of lingerie as they teased and pleased each other. Mary felt her heart surge when David whispered in a horse excited tone. "I... I've never done this be..." Mary did not give him a change to finish as she kissed him and pushed him back by the wrists. Not much later the creaking of his bed and Mary's cries of pleasure told everyone what was happening. Next morning David had a very silly expression on his face as he made them breakfast and Mary knew he was hers! She felt alive, after years of dreaming and praying, it had finally happened she really was David's girlfriend and if all went well future spouse! Given how he had responded the night before, Mary chuckled to herself, that he might well enjoy being her wife, which was an even more appealing thought! The Goddess taste buds savoured the pleasure in each other resonating in their minds and smiled. Her pets had taken the first committed step to become one, and this pleased the Goddess. The basic recipe of their union might have been wrong but the taste and texture was very palatable and the exotic flavour of the recipe was a new sensation, for which Goddess thanked them with her blessing and protection. Settling into the distance relationship groove, Mary and David dated regularly through out the year, and as his dad was getting very serious with Christine when he was home he spent as many nights at Mary's as he did at home. With her job, the hassles of the solicitors and her relationship with David, Mary was slow in noticing how her body was altering and did not realise how much until she finally had the probate settled. Then consideration about her body was thrown in a spin when she found out her grandfather owned a lot of land and had left her more than reasonably well off. If she sold some land to the developers who were hungrily expanding the southern edge of the town into a satellite residential area for the London commuter belt it would be more than enough to afford university and get the house fixed up if she wished, and it was during this that she noticed some worry changes. As it was almost the end of the summer term, and David was looking for a 'student' job Mary was hoping he would move in with her. There was something she wanted to ask him and it had to be somewhere completely private because she wanted to ask him if he knew what was happening to her. First her eyes, then her head hair and now her body hair was changing, she needed to shave her legs more, and her skin felt different somehow. Since David was forever in her dreams, she needed to know if he felt the same, even if it did risk him thinking she was a crazy woman! Although she could see and feel the changes, it was like no one else could and having grown more than four inches since since she left school someone should have! It was quite chilling when she dredged from her memory that only six months earlier even in heels she had to look up into his eyes and now in those same heels if she concentrated she could look down on his head. Although she could not see any changes in him, no one seemed to see hers which meant that the same could be happening to David and she could not see it. The Goddess was impressed with the one called Mary most mortals do not make that connection, and knew she had chosen wisely. A less focused entity would have lifted the glamour that clouded their eyes, like the rest of the world, to her meddling, but the Goddess was curious as to how this mind would deal with explaining it to her mate. In all her ages of watching and meddling this was another new spice in their recipe and the Goddess wanted to savour it. "David?" Mary said feeling content as she laid astride of him after welcoming him home. "I got a question for you." "Shoot," he said languidly teasing her nipple. Mary blushed and said, "Well this might sound really crazy but have you had any powerful surreal dreams about me lately, say since we left school?" David went bright red confirming her first indicator. "You have good, we'll talk about them sometime and compare them with mine." David was about to open his mouth but she said, "Not yet let me finish, I think this is important. "Okay the day you started at university my eyes changed colour to hazel, then I started growing and my hair changed texture as it started darkening... And now I'm growing body hair in places I did not think it grew... This sounds crazy I know." Mary pressed a finger on David's lips. "But I need to know, if any of this sounds familiar?" She lifted her finger allowing David to whisper, "All of it Mary. My eyes turned green that first morning, and I've had the same thing with my hair, don't think I have shrunk though but if I've not noticed then how do I know?" "Measure yourself," Mary said. "How tall were you?" "Five eleven," David said, reading Mary's eyes when she said. "I'm five eleven now and your way shorter than me David?" "Oh!" he blushed and said, "So I'm a short arse." "Now you said your body hair is growing?" Mary said, forcing herself to keep her mind on track. It gave her a very erotic thrill when she realised he now fell inside feminine norms clothing size wise! "No... diminishing, hell I've not needed to shave for a fortnight!" David admitted. "So its both of us then." Mary stated. "And we are only aware of the changes ourselves, no one else can see this happening, including ourselves at each other...." She looked down at him and said clearly dismayed. "David what the hells happening to us?" "I wish I knew," David said leaning up to kiss her. "And there's no point in worrying about things we don't know, so come here sweetheart and let me make you forget it." Mary shivered as he mock batted his eyelashes. He was looking up at her like he had so many times in her dreams, and it erased her dismay when she eagerly accepted his offer. The Goddess smiled, enjoying the sweet flowery taste of the one called David's distraction of his mate from the confusions and fears, tempering the sour hint of confusion in her rich full flavour. As it turned them both on Mary integrated some crossdressing into the sex play only days after David moved in. She had always been turned on by gender bending, and loved the feeling of her lover being pretty and perfumed for her. She also enjoyed it almost as much when David tied her to the bed and then kept her at boiling point for what felt like hours before he finally got her off! Next day regardless of how she felt she looked, the very silly smile flickering round her eyes told anyone astute enough to see it that Mary had been reminded of the pleasure of being a woman after her boyfriend had given her 'a right good seeing to!' The Goddess was pleased to provide something memorable for her pets final coupling before her changes altered their dynamic. It would be the last time David was truly the aggressor and the very last time Mary would ever sample the flavour of opening her body in submission to a lover. With working and seeing David's dad once or twice a week, they settled into a comfortable summer that cemented their relationship before the really alarming changes started happening. It was Mary who detected it first. "You know David," Mary said as she pulled a face. "I think my boobs are shrinking?" Her tone was redolent with a sated edge of satisfaction from their playful romp in front of the fire, as she admired David equally sated expression as he cuddled beside her wearing her long forgotten belly dancing outfit. David blushed and put his hands to his chest. After her revelation a few weeks earlier that he was not mad thinking he was changing, it occurred to him that everything he was losing Mary was gaining and vice versa. She grew, he shrunk, his hair lightened hers darkened and the idea that it would include her breasts both scared and attracted him in equal measure. Blushing brightly he squeezed and nodded white faced to Mary astonished that he had not noticed that he had a pair of A cup breasts pressing against the filling when he had slipped on the bra top. "Oh god I'm turning into a Man!" Mary gasped. "Yeah, me," David said in a shaky voice lifting her hand to his breast and holding it there blushing with shame.. Gasping, "Oh my!" as she felt the unmistakeable shape Mary felt a quaking shock run through her that mixed trepidation and anticipation. "You've got boobs!" David nodded white faced. Muttering more to himself than to her David said sounding shocked. "No wonder my tee shirt felt uncomfortable at work." "Wear a camisole or a bra under the tee to stop it chafing your nipples." Mary said helpfully before catching herself as she realised what she was saying, "I can't believe I just had to tell you that David. This is well fucking weird." "Yeah." He nodded. "Tell me about it." Next morning Mary hoped to see if David had done as she suggested but he was up and gone when she finally crawled out of bed and got ready for work. As she dressed she hoped David had because her boobs were definitely shrinking, and if he was getting what she had lost working with them unrestrained would get very uncomfortable. Wondering if he had grown, Mary got home to find him still out and a message on the phone saying her was doing two hours overtime. He was home for just after six covered in dust, sweat and grime David blushed brightly seeing her pointed look at his chest and said with a twisted grimace cum smile, "Lost another cup size have you?" "Can you tell?" Mary said waving at her office suited form. "No I found out another way." David winced smiled. "When the titty fairy visited last night." He pulled a rueful face. "And I need a better fitting bra." "Well get you a sports bra in the morning love," Mary said. "What's for tea?" "Food when I get round to it," David said stretching his back, as he put the kettle on. "How was your day?" The Goddess delighted in their anticipation to see each other changes was giving a flavour to the feast of colour and texture that accompanied their coupling. It held a delicate flavour that the Goddess relished! The recipe might have been different, but that did not make it any less tasty and knowing that none of her family knew of this surprising feast made it all the more appealing. Nudged by the Goddesses meddling, his natural tendency to acquiesce to make a relationship work was blooming and bringing out the until now the supposedly feminine flavours of yearning and desire. While Mary's orderly focused mind gave rise to a cacophony of taste redolent with the spicy flavours of desire, possession and ownership of their mate. These flavours in the past had dripped with the essence of a male mind, and texture of them in female essence, was delightfully different. The Goddess knew their union was a backwards recipe but all the appetizers had all been delicious... and she knew lifting the glamour from their eyes and losing that curiosity from the blend would ruin the first course of her banquet. Busy and tied up with work and each other, the Goddess was able to meddle, a suggestion here, a tweak there was slowly balancing out the sour despondently resigned taste that occasionally tainted the deeper textures of the appetizers they served her. After an academic year spent sat on his arse or partying working at the warehouse came as an unwelcome shock. It was bloody hard work, but on the bright side not only was it whittling down his overdraft he was also finding it fun and physical demands went a long way towards satisfying his waning inner manhood. As the weeks past, and David's chest swelled and developed in to breasts, when he was at work if he really concentrated he could sometimes find his name 'Dave' replaced by 'hot stuff' or other such terms from his workmates. More worryingly every now and then he would be alert enough to notice how some of his loading bay workmates could be talking about the page three girl aloud, while mentally enjoying undressing his breasts. As they all knew he was a bloke and one of them had been a mate at school David realised that what ever was happening to him and Mary others were aware of it only it did not register. To them there was nothing out of the ordinary to see, because the world around himself and Mary was constantly adapting to accommodate their changes. Explaining his revelation over dinner David blushed and admitted. "Steve at work was looking at my tits in the brew room today." It got brighter as he told Mary about this latest shocking development. "And I sometimes hear them calling me Honey, which is kind of embarrassing." Mary nodded rubbing her face unaware that she had five o'clock bristles until she suddenly realised that the rasping sensation on her hands was wrong, and whimpered, "Oh shit, I've got a beard!" "Your razors in the bathroom, with shaving cream and moisturiser," David said adding. "I bought them the other...." His voice petered out as he said, "I did not even know I had bought them until I was talking just then?" Mary looked at him and shrugged. "Whatever is causing this seems able to control our minds to some degree David. It's why we've both been come out with inappropriate comments when we have been chatting. That tells me that at some level we are aware of what each other looks like now?" "Look I don't want to sound really daft... but we could be being abducted by aliens?" David said twiddling his hair. "Not got a clue love," Mary said pulling a face. "You'll think of something honey," David said, unconsciously shashaying towards her adding as he wrapped his arms round her neck. "You always do." "You hope?" Mary said hugging him. "Know," David said kissing her nose. "You'll have to! After all its not like we can tell anyone they'll think we're both nuts... Only you and I are aware of the changes Mary, no one else." "Yeah!" She said feeling frustrated as she momentarily caught another shocking glimpse of her excitingly scary masculine visage in the mirror, and then she was seeing her usual self. Although it did not happen often every now and then she would see herself as the world saw her, and knew she was not as they had first thought turning into each other. Instead at least for Mary it was more like seeing mixed with the physical attributes David had lost the version of herself she would have been if she had been born a boy. Mary often wondered if David could also occasionally see in the mirror how he had changed. All her life Mary might have envied the unfair advantage men had, but she had never wanted to be a man... even if she did like her lover crossdressed... Or may be rightly dressed if David's appearance had changed as much as hers had... that brought an image to her mind that demanded instant attention and resulted in another impromptu shag over the kitchen table, which they both more than enjoyed. "You're like a randy teenager." David laughed bathing in the afterglow of their love making. Reflected in the mirror he caught a glimpse of himself with his blouse open and breasts swaying as he spoke, and realised he really was starting to look like a girl. Whispering. "Oh god," David recalled that image of him wearing instead of the overall and work boots he thought he had been wearing for work, he was actually dressed the distribution companies blue skirt white blouse office uniform and his matching blue jacket was on the floor next to 'his' handbag, and heels! "What?" Mary said. "Another change?" David nodded. "What am I wearing?" "Your usual work uniform Di, skirt, blous... Oh... shit when did that happen?" Mary asked realising the she still could not see anything odd in the figure she had just thoroughly shagged! "God knows... Long enough that you thought it was usual for me to wear a skirt," David said, feeling the always pleasurable sensation of cosmetics on his face. "Or not think it was unusual for me to put be putting on the make up I seem to be wearing before you ran me to work this morning?" "Oh?" Mary said. "But," David said with a shy smile at her reflection. "It's cool, I rather like how I look when I get a glimpse, and it would appear from your reactions that even though you cannot see me consciously you do like what I am becoming, darling." He leaned up and kissed her nose and ran a hand over her unnoticed manhood, "If this is anything to go by! Now let me go Mark and I'll get dinner on." Neither of them noticed anything strange about what he had called her, or how wrong the presence or reaction her manhood was to his loving caress as he tidied himself up and put dinner their dinner on. Mary wished she could see him straightening his blouse and skirt but all she saw was him straightening his overalls. Keeping her mind reciting times tables Mary casually looked over at David, and saw for the first time Diane. Then trying to keep reciting the tables and take in how her lover looked was to much for Mary and she lost the level of concentration needed to break the unknown barrier in her mind. The Goddess was impressed very few mortals had the will power to see her meddling and she treasured this pet all the more. The peppery heat of her lust and the tart bitter sweetness of her love for her mate came with a wave of sensation that thrilled the Goddess as she sampled the sweetness of her mates desire... The Goddess might have been sampling the flavours from the wrong pots but there was no denying it was making a delicious banquet. From across time the one once called Cybell laughed, saying, "And now you know my young sister," before fading back into the dark. The Goddess was chilled, Cybell was one of the ancient guardians who dwelt out there and rarely intervened with the younger gods. The Goddess knew nothing of Cybell and then she knew her, the tales, the traditions and the worship practices... Cybell had called her sister, and the Goddess was pleased and accepted her mantle. After making their dinner and washing up David looked round and saw Mary with her face screwed up in concentration. Then she relaxed and he asked, "What was that?" "I've worked out how to see you as you glimpsed yourself for a moment there love." Mary said, adding with a grin, "And I'm not complaining... but if this goes all the way how are you going to feel when you lose your cock to me?" "I'm trying not to," David admitted. "Because it may have already happened and we just don't know it..." "Can't blame you," Mary said, moaning bitterly. "I wish we could just see each other as we see ourselves..." "Me to lover, me to," David said burrowing under her arm. "Perhaps the aliens will let us see?" "Its not bloody aliens that are doing this to us," Mary said, squeezing him. "It's something else, something that can alter the fabric of reality." She laughed lightly. "Unless its just that we've both eaten to many of those cakes your hippy house mate bakes!" "Still think its aliens." David pouted, before laughing. "Jesus do you think now I'm aware that wearing skirts I'll be aware of them all the time?" "Probably," Mary grunted. "I'm aware that the skirt suit which your seeing me wearing is actually a man's suit and instead of heels I'm wearing brogues." "Oh?" David blushed, adding as he cuddled close. "Forget it love, its not like we can do anything about it." "Yeah I know," Mary said resigned running her hand over his back. "Mmm!" David crooned, enjoying the caress. Inhaling Mary's musky natural scent triggered ripples of desire down his back igniting a burning warmth in his genitals. "How would you like an early night honey." Mary rumbled, "Oh yes," shivering as she felt his nails under her shirt running over her well muscled chest. David was very take charge that night, but not in the way he had been in the past. Now he began to take great pleasure in bringing her almost to the point and then letting her slip back before doing it again. His language was flecked with innuendo more suited to coming from Mary in sixth form than anything he would have said. The Goddess tasted in their union how much her blessings had delighted her mortal toys, and nudged things on again. She was so close to the perfect combination of texture and flavour, that she blessed Mary and David's union for a third time hastening the arrival of the first course of her banquet. "Jesus..." Mary gasped when they simultaneously exploded together. "That was fucking amazing sweetheart!" Laid flat on his back panting like a worn-out pair of bellows with his boobs bouncing around in time with his breathing, David was floating in a warm pool of love and barely heard Mary's comment. Although it was hard Mary forced herself to concentrate as she gazed at him and felt her heart lurch, looking at his sated form she could see between his legs a leaking receptacle, and knew that David's comment about it happening and them not knowing was true. Keeping her mind fixed on a spot over his alluring and very attractive flopping breast's, she care fully eased her hand down her body, and felt something very wrong, and yet very right as she teased a finger over the slick velvety feeling of her cock for the very first time.... Lay there 'HE' felt a sudden rush of power and blooming confidence, that was completely different to the false front of confidence 'she' had once shown... Abruptly he knew he was now Mark Parker, and knew that he was looking down on 'his' woman, Diane Shore... This time he heard 'David' moan, "Oh my god Mark, make me feel like that again... Please." It was like a command, and 'Mary' tried to fight the urge to possess and own his woman once again, but the compulsion was to strong and as 'she' felt 'Diane's' body opening to receive his manhood he knew Mary was now a thing of the past... And then the revelation faded as the joy of their coupling filled both of them with no further thoughts than pleasuring each other! Next morning 'David' pulled 'himself' from the bed and tottered into the bathroom feeling a delicous ache coming from every, bone, muscle and fiber of 'his' body as 'he' slipped onto the loo and did 'his' morning business. It was only once 'he' was drying 'himself' with some toilet tissue that 'he' felt the tissue sliding inside the moist cavity between 'HER' legs and realised what 'he' as was doing and let out a scream of horror! Hearing 'Diane' scream, Mark lept from the bed, hearing 'her' panting, "Oh god, oh god," as he pushed open the door. "Oh my god!" Mark gasped feeling his body lurch inside as he looked at the figure on the loo and saw instead of David's familiar body 'Diane' sat there mute with shock. Grabbing her, he pulled her into his arms whispering, "It will be all right Di, it will be all right..." Crying, "It's happened, it's happened," Diane was almost incoherent until he managed to calm her down, and then he realised he thought he no longer saw or felt he was Mary, because he knew he was a he! The Goddess feasted on the release of pure emotion from her pet's. The flavour was redolent with the spices of their raw emotion, mixed with the fiery heat of the one once called David's emotional pain. Emotions that provided a sharp tangy edge to the underlying texture of love and mutual desire that filled this delicious first course to her banquet. The Goddess knew she had blended them wisely and showed her approval of the banquet they provided by easing the pain that provided the 'heat' in her dish, from the one now called Diane. "Oh god Mark, what's happened to us?" she said, looking up into his handsome rugged face. He grinned and said kissing her, "Something wonderful baby, something wonderful..." The End Peace Trish x