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Terms and Conditions 3
The final part of my mini saga, decided to finish it off once and for
all, I despise leaving a story without giving it some sort of ending. I
guess if I am going to write anything else here it will be some other
'universe' as it were. I do hope you enjoy.
Warning - -dark in some ways (not freaky)-, bad language, sex themed,
transformation occurred earlier in the series.
"WAIT" screamed Al, pulling away and breaking from the huge, grunting
form. "Please!" she said and jumped from the bed, turning to face the
hulking figure, but grabbing up her basque and pulling it tight over her
previously exposed body.
Oddly, the man seemed, now, at least - docile and content of expression.
He jumped from the other side of the bed, still looking at Al... and
said...
In a muffled, somewhat sheepish voice. "Sorry!"
Before she had time to contemplate this, she turned to run for the door
and out into the corridor where the detective had begun wandering down
the hallway. She turned to make sure she wasn't being pursued but
nobody had followed her from the room.
"Meyer," she panted, rushing up to the departing man. He turned. And
grabbed her shoulders.
"What sort of game do you think you're fucking playing at? Where's my
weapon?"
Al felt tears well up. "I don't know, they took it! Look, I ... this
isn't what it looks like!"
"Huh and what do you think It looks like? Get your kicks out of showing
strangers your porn films with your boyfriend?"
"How many camera's do you see around here!"
"... okay. Then just getting your kicks by fucking people around. Or
maybe you want I should join in? I don't fly that way. Happily
married, me, doesn't matter how hot your ass is," he said, pushing Al
away now.
"I might not have much time! You don't understand. They're doing...
something... here!"
"Something?"
"Yes! I don't know! My mind keeps getting clouded over. I think
they've done something to me" she said. Meyer looked her up and down
dubiously.
"Why you wearing that then."
"It's not mine! They put it on me, I don't know where anything is, I-"
she heard footsteps and turned. Coral and the 'Master' - whatever his
name was were there. Coral was carrying the firearm.
"We'll explain everything. To both of you. Individually," she said,
walking up (slowly) to the detective with the gun outstretched. Meyer
took it.
"I am really confused lady - thanks I think," he said. Al hid behind
him as he placed the weapon into a strapped on holster he had brought
for just this purpose. "Now. What the hells going on here. Whys this
girl half scared to death?"
"Go and speak with Justin. He will explain. Come with me, Alley" she
said, and opened a door to another random room in the corridor. Al took
one look at her, then decided that the worst had already sort of
happened, and went in with her. The room was much like the other, but
this time in the corner (still quite close to the bed) there was a desk
and a computer, with some ornate flowers, a jug of water, and a photo
frame of two people Al didn't recognise. Behind, an office chair under
the desk. Coral wandered over to it, clearly more used to high heels
than Al and slid behind the desk and computer in very much a
businesslike manner Coral fixed her dark hair in a bun and straightened
her tie and motioned Al to sit. She did, still feeling exhausted and
hot from the previous exertions, now very aware of the silk basque
covering her and how flimsy it was and made her feel ... silly here.
"Now then. You've obviously done something very silly here. And
interrupted an important thing. But I suppose what's done's done.
Justin will explain to your friend in the other room that this was all a
misunderstanding - that it was a porn shoot and you took some rather
awkward mushroom-related drugs and they caused some hallucinations.
This is the story we will go with. And you? You will listen. To the
truth.
"The truth is that we are seeking genetic perfection. A one in a few
hundred million shot. And why. Because we don't have much time left
for ourselves. Our race. There are six billion people on this planet.
Soon there will be 8 billion. Then 12. An exponential growth. And
it's a matter of time before resources run out - or a new strain of the
cold or flu arises and a plague unlike any attunes to us.
"So we have funded this. Explorations. Outer world explorations.
Travel to other solar systems. And we have the technology to do great
things - as you have seen - and there is no better time than the
present. And you - you are a pioneer! You have been chosen to be part
of these expeditions!" she exclaimed, excitedly.
"So.... what," Al said bemusedly. "You're sending me into space." She
narrowed her eyes.
"No. Not just into space. To Epsilon Eridani. You have maybe heard of
the space interferometry programme run by NASA? Well, their results
were... interesting. They discovered that Epsilon B is indeed
potentially habitable. And you are going!"
"I am," she said drolly again. "So... something you're missing?"
"Hmm, sweetie?" Coral said cheerfully, leaning over the desk.
"Why this. Why me. Why do all this fucking SHIT to ME!" she screamed.
Coral, oddly, laughed.
"Because you asked for it!" she said, turning the computer monitor
around to face Al. Not the other night. But three months ago.
Al could only stare... a search history. An internet history. Pages
she had visited. Everything. Down to the fine detail. His little
secret searches that he did when nothing else would quite scratch that
'itch'. She was, of all things.... right.
"No. That was just - just an odd night. Just curiosity."
"Just? Just? And then three months later you ACCIDENTALLY sign the
terms and conditions allowing us to do this? Don't be alarmed - many
do! But they aren't all analysed and subjected to the rigorous
examinations you were. You are perfect, girl! Look at you. And smart.
You were a straight A student. Flying through college. And determined.
Nobody else has -well, could deny what Justin wanted."
"No... I didn't choose this" Al said in a whisper. She ran a hand along
the lace protecting her flat stomach, and looked down at herself, her
hair falling to her neck level as she gazed upon her smooth legs and
manicured (how?) toes. Then flicked her head back.
"And Justin. Well. I suppose he would have been quite scary. But we
had to give him a LARGE amount of testosterone. He is the Yin to your
Yang. One of many. We only have a certain amount of space aboard our
ships and Epsilon Eridani is VERY far away. We only had room for the
best specimens. Of which, you and Justin, are." she said matter of
factly, before pouring a small glass of water for herself. Then almost
as an afterthought, for Al.
"A lot to take in, huh?" she said, handing the glass to Al who gulped it
down. Coral sipped at the water herself, regaling her.
"Yes... too much," she said wearily, rubbing some sploshes of water that
had dripped down her chin. "I don't know. Why didn't you tell me this
before. Or... get someone else. You don't make much sense. This whole
thing. Travelling... I mean, I dreamed of being an astronaut but
it's... well. A one way ticket. And what would I do? Why - wait. Why
the sex?"
"You know why," Coral intoned.
"... my god. This is some sort of test isn't it? Birth in space?"
"Yes. You could say that. You are very important! So... well. We can
change you back. But you understand the gravitas of this. We will
allow you to sleep on it. Then decide by tomorrow. Please- forgive our
errors. We were excited by your potential. That is all. Now - here."
she got up and walked over to a cabinet in the room, opening it to
reveal clothing. "Some proper clothes for your trip home. And your
wallet, shoes, handbag, everything else. Please do not speak of this to
anyone. We will be watching. This is about the survival of the human
race."
Coral handed them to Alice, who put on the bra, white round necked
sleeveless bow dress on (after panties), and high heels that were
offered to her, glad to be out of the restrictive corset. Numbly, Al
wandered out of the room.
"Thank you, Alice," Coral said. Alice meekly nodded and left. Meyer
was there in the hallway. "Need a lift home girl" he said gruffly to
her. "You should be careful what shit you put in your body"
"No... I'll be okay. I think," she said. Meyer started to leave, then
paused, and threw her a hundred bucks.
"Here. Get yourself a nice dinner and drink on me. Shame about
everything that happened here. Think I know what's going on though.
Later."
"Okay," she said.
Meanwhile in the other room, Coral was desperately trying to get herself
to throw up in the bin. Fucking capsules - she said as she thought back
to the water. She had only had a sip! Justin had entered the room now.
It was all she could do not to go and throw herself on to him and fuck
his brains out. But she needed him ready for action tonight. And her
willpower was like stone.
The taxi back to his home was strange. Alice was struggling to speak
even, blurting out the address to the taxi driver who looked at her
strangely and asked if she was okay. I am horny as all fucking hell, no
I'm not okay, just shut up and drive, she thought, but did not verbalise
and instead meekly shook her head, the taxi driver shrugging and driving
at his usual breakneck pace. And within no time at all she was home.
She got out the cab - nearly forgot her handbag but grabbed it at the
last minute - and wandered toward the door, head fuzzy. What the hell
was going on. It was just going from bad to worse. And what was she
going to do? The things that that woman had said, was she for real?
What did Al really want anyway? His mind was fogged over with strange
notions now. And it was not helping that she was feeling incredibly
tired. But more than that, she wanted something else. Her mind flitted
back to... no. Don't think about that. She got in and went straight to
her room, and without bothering to take any clothing off, besides her
high heels, threw herself on to the bed.
Al could barely think as she lay down. Her thoughts were foggy,
swimming and senseless. What the hell was happening. What was she
going to do? What COULD she do now? She was aware of every part of her
body now. Still in the gorgeous white dress she lay atop the covers and
tossed and turned from side to side, eyes closed, not able to escape the
myriad thoughts forcing their way into her head. Her legs, so smooth...
clearly visible. So odd to be so short now! Her hair, a tangled mess,
smelling sweetly even to her. Her eyelashes curled gloriously up to her
short and thin eyebrows. Her button nose. Every part was so soft. And
her breasts - had they gotten even larger? They were so sensitive now.
She struggled for sleep, praying it would come but it took a good many
hours for her to finally doze into a slumber, her mind slowed but
wracked with doubt.
An incredible dream. Alice was a man again! Alan! He had full control
of his old body again. But he was muscular and taut! Naked. And
bigger than he remembered... in all manner of ways. Where was he? He
was standing up, in what seemed to be a bedroom or dorm. It was huge.
Somehow it reminded him of somewhere he had been before. He looked
around. He was.... it was very strange. He felt the sensation of being
an sea. A low 'thrum'. But there was not the rolling motion, more a
vibrating in the air. It couldn't be. Was he in space? And he wasn't
alone. Coral was there. Standing naked and glorious. She beckoned to
him from the corner of the sterile, metallic room. The floor was hard
and metal, the bed looked incredibly inviting. He ... floated over. And
lay down on it, his back on the mattress now. Looking at Coral. She
got on to the bed and began to crawl towards him... it felt dreamy....
no. Now real. She crawled on all floors running her hands up his legs
to his hips. Then brought herself up to him. To his belly button. She
kissed him, lightly, there. Then trailed her tongue over it... and
down. To his crotch. It was heaven! My god... he vocalised in a
breath. She ran her hands up his legs. And looked at him with those
eyes of hers. He couldn't move now. He was lying entrapped by
pleasure, enraptured by this sensation of her... she moved her tongue up
and down his stiff member. He was so hard! It was unbelievable.
Licking around the base... then along the shaft... so wet... so perfect.
She rolled her head down... and down... her hair brushing him... no...
her tongue going down... and down... and. In. It felt incredible. But
something was not right... he could not dwell on it as his body trembled
slightly with utter pleasure. He felt her tongue go deeper... then
out... then in again. And out. Coral opened her mouth... a deep voice
uttered suddenly, "You're so fucking wet." Al juddered to her senses.
She opened her eyes. It had been imaginary...
No, not all. Justin went down on her again, tracing her clitoris was
expert precision. She looked around groggily, both tired and in
rapture. She WASN'T in her bed at home. She could see a circular
window, was it? And... stars. Amazing! Justin continued to pleasure
her, his tongue inside and out now, for what seemed an age, building her
pleasure, making her release a constant stream of moans of pleasure.
She looked along her body on her back past the mounds sticking out of
her white dress (my god, they were huge, beyond a D now, E maybe?) where
the man had her skirt hiked up and was licking her pussy with his full
attention on the job at hand. Minutes it took to build her to the edge
of an unbelievable climax, her body shaking, now she was on the cusp of
screaming, she knew it, just a little more!
... but he stopped. And relaxed, pulling himself up to her face,
alongside her on the unfamiliar bed now.
"You ready to do your bit for the human race, slut" he chuckled. Al
didn't like that, but in her current state of mind she was barely able
to function. He pulled her around, to a spooning position, and pulled
her dress top down, so he could hold her around the body by the tits.
"This is going to be the best fuck of your life. Just let yourself go,
baby. Don't worry any more. Everything is going to be okay.
Understand?"
Al didn't know what to do. She was assaulted by waves of grogginess,
fuzziness, tiredness, hormones... she was lost. And lost in the moment
now, her body yearning for something she couldn't fight. She nodded
weakly."
"Good. Now relax..." She felt the huge member ride along her pelvis,
rasping over her clitoris before pulling back. "And enjoy." He plunged
inside her. It felt so good. And so right! He filled her up, her
whole body. All day her body had desired this. To be filled, to be
entered. She let out a little moan and all the worries left her. He
pulled out, leaving her gasping. He roughly ripped her dress off, her
full breasts now freed, her body glistening with sweat, her perfect
pussy waiting to be filled again. Which he did. He entered again,
giving her yet another contented sigh. His rhythm slow and deep at
first. Then building faster. And faster. It felt incredible. His
cock slid in so easily, she was so wet, sounds were made as the man
entered her, grunting, over and over again, and quickly she built once
more close to a tremulous climax... where he stopped once again and
pulled out of her.
"You think you could get to enjoy doing this over and over, yeah?"
Alice didn't even need to lie. She barely could speak but moaned
"Yes... it feels so good!"
"Yeah. It does. You going to cum for me?"
"Yesss!" she breathed.
"Good. Then cum for me" he said and entered her quickly again a few
times. And the room spun. Her whole body arched and tensed and she let
out a long, high pitched moan. The man laughed and finished also at the
same time, filling her whole body, fulfilling the biological need that
had been forced upon Al the last few days. She didn't care at that
moment. It was the most intense and pleasurable moment of Alice's short
life.
They lay together, his member still ensconced within her. And she
thought... can I get pregnant? Am I actually in space? She almost
wondered aloud.
"Yeah. Gonna enjoy fucking you on a regular basis slut. Get used to
it" he laughed. What? Alice wanted to scream. This doesn't sound like
the sort of high adventure Coral hinted at. She looked at the portholes
on the walls again... wanted to examine it more closely but this ape was
holding her too tight. A loud BANG.
A door opened. "Let her go you fucking gorilla." Justin did so, but
roared, and rolled off the bed. Alice barely had time to look up and
see - someone had burst into the room, but Justin was up and holding
something, a gun! A shot was fired! Alice held her ears, screaming.
And finally, looked up to see Justin or Master or whoever that was slink
to the floor. Meyer had entered the room. And behind him, that woman,
Coral, in handcuffs.
"Okay Alan. Think these sadistic fucks have had enough fun. All this
was some sort of game."
Al looked up at him and Coral, who was pushed in front of Meyer.
"I knew there was something weird about this whole fucking setup. I
looked into it. These two were geneticists. High calibre, but
questionable. Started experimenting further with DNA strands and ... nano
technology or something. I don't know, well, whatever. But as usual,
new technology comes out what do people do? Turn it into a fucking
perversion. This wasn't about anything other than control. About
getting their kicks. Turning some poor guy into some sort of fucking
slave. And they had the money to do it, and the time to perfect it.
They would have gotten away with it too if it wasn't for you. There
were other girls... guys... just like you. But they are maybe too far
gone. Somehow you rejected it."
Alice spoke for the first time in a little while... her voice high and
feverish, filled with emotion. "They said I was in outer space..."
"What?" Meyer looked at Coral. A flicker of a smile - gone as quickly
as it appeared. He looked at the round portholes. "Computer graphics.
Just another part of the game. But I think if they can go one way, they
can go another, girl. Want to get this bitch to fix you before we take
her in? The other girls... too... I don't know." he said with doubt.
Alice looked at Coral. Then stood, and looked down at herself, the
ripped dress, the exposed skin, the waves of hormonal pleasure washing
over her. Coral shook her head toward her. Alice thought back to the
last few days as a woman, of everything that had gone on. Could she be
this new person? Could she risk giving herself back to this woman,
trusting her to make her... him again? Could she make a new life for
herself like this? She looked at Coral, who started to look triumphal.
And gave Meyer the smallest little nod. He smiled.
THE END
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