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Steam room
"Ugh! Ugh! Ughhhhhhh!" I turned away from the steroid using weight
lifter. I hated these guys that had more muscles than brains and felt
making crude sounds as they pumped iron would give them more strength.
At six feet two and 225 pounds I was lean and very strong, able to bench
press close to 250 pounds with little difficulty. I worked out at the
gym regularly and kept myself fit, but I was not like the guy in the
corner now flexing in front of the mirror. I shook my head and headed to
the change room, glad to get away from the promiscuous display of sweat
and steroids.
I stripped out of my gym clothes and wrapped a towel around my waist. A
nice steam bath then shower would be great to finish up and reduce
tension from my workout. I admit, I'm not too fond of the men's steam
room either. Nothing like seeing old, overweight guys sweating away with
their stuff flopped out for all to see. I swear men missed the modesty
gene. Luckily today there were only two guys in the steam room and they
were properly covered.
I settled in and let the steam wash over me. A slight hint of eucalyptus
filled the air barely masking the musky scent of male sweat. I tried not
to think about it too much. I leaned back, closed my eyes and tried to
relax.
Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my thigh. My eyes flew open to see one
of the two men in the steam room backing away holding a syringe. I tried
to move but everything went black. I seemed to shift from being slightly
awake to unconscious several times. I was shaking and there was
tremendous pain but I could not cry out. As I faded in and out I caught
snippets of conversation.
"When will she be complete?"
"She?" I thought to myself.
"Another three of four minutes, we have to wait until..."
"Keep watching the door, make sure no one..."
"Give her the control serum..."
"Not yet, the changes have to be complete then we can control her
completely."
"What about getting her out of here? She's naked."
"I've paid someone to stash clothing in the women's locker room."
The pain began to ease and I was suddenly far more aware of my
surroundings. There was no question, I felt different, even my mind
seemed quicker if that was possible. I chose not to open my eyes to make
it look like I was still unconscious.
"Just one more minute. She's perfect! Look at her! I did it this time!
After four years, I've collected DNA samples from women around the
world, chose the best characteristics, spliced them back together,
enhanced her strength, her brain activity is increased. And with this
last serum, we can make her do anything we want her to do. She will be
our slave forever."
I had a sense that someone was reaching for me. My eyes shot open, my
hand moved faster than I could imagine and grabbed the forearm of the
man with the second syringe. I twisted quickly, his arm snapping and he
let go of the syringe in a yell of pain. I kicked out just as the second
man lunged for me and sent him flying to the steam room wall. I heard a
few bones snap, then watched as he slumped to the ground. I bolted from
the steam room, right into the men's change room. Several men were
looking right at me, eyes wide, but then a lustful look appeared on
their face. I turned down a hallway, grabbing a towel to wrap around my
upper body but not before I caught a glimpse of a half-naked stunningly
beautiful woman in the mirror. I didn't pause, but ran out into the
outside pool area and then on into the women's change room.
Oddly enough, I was not panicked. I felt a confidence I never had
before. I walked up to a full-length mirror and dropped my towels. Other
women stood and stared, but I did not care. What I saw nearly stopped my
heart. I was definitely a woman now. I'd lost about six inches in
height, so that made me about five foot eight. I had long wavy chestnut
colored hair and large green eyes. I was a dream girl. My breasts were
perfect, probably a C or D size. A perfect hourglass figure and as I
turned and looked over my shoulder an unbelievably sexy ass. Long legs,
flat stomach, perfect tone, flawless skin. I'd never seen such a perfect
and beautiful woman and she was me.
My mind was already moving and I reminded myself this is not a time to
gawk and stare at myself. As much as I wanted to touch and feel and
explore, I had to escape. Several women were talking to me, but I
ignored them. I actually think they were hitting on me. I quickly moved
through to the lockers. They said there was clothes stashed here
somewhere. After opening about twenty lockers I found a bundle of
clothes. I didn't hesitate, I grabbed them and put them on quickly. I
heard sirens in the background, but somehow knew I still had five
minutes to get out of there before they arrived.
I peaked out the women's change room and could see a commotion. A
security guard was speaking to the syringe guy. He kept looking towards
the women's area. I decided this was not the best exit. I headed back
through the change room and out to the pool. There was a high wall
around the pool, maybe ten feet high. I didn't think, I ran and jumped,
my hands grabbed the top of the wall but I really did not need to pull
myself up as my momentum lifted me up and over. No time to ponder that
little mystery. Time to get home...
Home, oh no! My wife would be there. I have no place else to go.
I knocked on the door. My wife answered as she opened the door, "May I
help you?" I looked into her eyes and felt like there was a connection.
"This is going to sound crazy, but I am hoping you will hear me out. I
am your husband, Brian." I waited for the door to slam in my face but it
didn't happen.
"I should be calling the police right now, but there is something inside
me that is telling me to hear you out."
"You are my wife, Jill. We met five years and two months ago at a first
year university costume dance. You were wearing a toga, and I was
dressed as the Lone Ranger. We've been married for just over a year. You
have a heart shaped mole on your left butt cheek. On our honeymoon we
flew to Rome and took an overnight train to Venice. On the train we
covered ourselves with a blanket and had a little fun, even though there
were people all around."
I looked at Jill, she blushed, then stared at me.
"Let's say I believe you, because no one knows those specifics but my
husband. Come in, and tell me more."
She led me into our home, the TV was on. A breaking news flash appeared.
"...We are here at the Flex Fitness Center where there appears to have
been an attempted rape gone wrong. Two men have been taken to the
hospital, one with a shattered forearm, the other with broken ribs.
According to eyewitnesses they saw a woman running from the men's steam
room. These images are not very clear, but from the video surveillance,
you can see a woman coming out of the men's change room, and into the
women's change room. We appear to see her again here running through the
pool area. No one knows where she went or how she got out of the pool
area. We have a bit of a closer look, you can see she is about five
seven to five nine, and has reddish brown hair. We think she may be
frightened and running for her life. If you have seen her please contact
crime stoppers."
I grabbed the remote and turned off the TV. My wife looked at me.
"That's you?"
I told her the story about the men in the steam room, about being stuck
by a syringe, falling unconscious, waking up to a rather frightening
possibility that I'd be turned into a slave, and how I escaped. It was
beyond my expectations, but she grabbed me and held me close.
"I believe you!" she cried into my hair. We held onto each other for a
few minutes before she pulled back. "What are we going to do now?"
"I need to find that man, and see if there is a way to reverse this
change, but, deep inside I feel that it is permanent. It's strange, I
think I know more than I used to, sense more, and feel stronger. From a
physics perspective, you can take a certain amount of matter, for
example my male self, and reduce it to a smaller amount, my new self.
But that process is not reversible when you go from less matter to more
matter. I don't know why I am talking physics, but this makes sense to
me. I think what happened to me was a removal, realignment, and a
compression of matter from who I was to what I am now."
"The good news is the police are not looking for me as a suspect, but
rather as a victim. When all this blows over, I should be able to go on
with my life."
"You said 'my life'. Don't you mean 'our life'?" Jill said.
"If the change is not reversible, I have to think that you would not be
happy with me being a woman. I love you, and it pains me greatly to
think this random act could drive us apart." Whether it was my new
female hormones or just true sadness I did not know, but I began to weep
over my loss. Everything finally began to sink in and I was overwhelmed.
I felt her touch first. She pushed the hair from my eyes and moved it
behind my ear. Her hand rested on my cheek, her thumb dabbing my tears.
"When I married you, it was you that I married. I made a covenant with
you that I would stay by your side through sickness and in health. I
won't leave you. There is still a connection. While I've never been with
a woman before, I've never been so attracted to one until now. Have you
seen yourself? You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. If you
still have a place in your heart for me, in the body you are now, then
nothing can separate us." She lifted my chin with her fingers and
lightly brushed my lips with hers.
The touch of our lips together sent shockwaves through my body. Perhaps
it was the new enhanced senses, or just that a woman's lips are far more
sensitive, but it did not matter. Jill pulled back and waited for my
reaction. I had not changed inside. I was still deeply in love with
Jill. Just because I was a woman now did not change that. I kissed her
back. She smiled and we hugged each other tightly.
"Tomorrow, we need to explore what my new body can do. Tonight, I'd like
to explore what this new body can feel."
Jill took my hand and led me into the bedroom. She sat me down next to
her on the bed, and kissed me deeply, letting her tongue slide past my
lips to touch mine. "How does that feel?"
"Amazing!" I gasped. She slid her hand down my shoulder and very lightly
brushed my nipple through my top. "And, how does that feel?"
I moaned and I felt like an electric shock went through my body. A
warmth spread from between my legs.
"I gather that means it feels good?" I nodded, not able to speak. I
reached over and began undressing Jill as she did the same to me. With
our tops and bras off we kissed and let our fingers and hands roam each
other's bodies. I could tell she was very turned on as her breathing
became heavy. When her hand slipped into my pants and her finger brushed
my new vaginal lips, I shuddered and moaned. We had to get the rest of
our clothes off quickly. I pushed her back and undid her jeans, pulling
them and her panties off in one motion. I could smell her sweet scent
and the heat from her loins. The smell was intoxicating. She kneeled
before me as I stood and she pulled my pants and panties down. My
panties were wet. She began kissing my stomach and moving slowly down my
body.
"What does this feel like?" as she plunged her tongue into my pussy then
slid it up over my clit. The sensations were overwhelming. My whole body
shook. I pulled her up so that we could kiss. I wanted to taste myself
on her lips. I was not disappointed. We jumped back on the bed, our lust
driving us. I liked Jill's pussy until her back arched and she screamed
out in ecstasy. Once her orgasm subsided she slid her fingers into me.
The feeling of being penetrated that way was all I could stand. My body
shook uncontrollably as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss rolled through
me.
We lay exhausted in each other's arms. Jill whispering her love,
devotion, and how she'd never had such an orgasm in her life. I agreed
with her completely and in my mind realized that being stuck would be a
welcome experience.
In the morning we both got up and we did not let go of each other. It
was like our first time as a married couple. We had to be together. That
included the shower and another thirty minutes of wet and wild fun.
Since we were very close in size and shape I was able to find some
clothes from Jill's closet. We had decided to go to a different gym, one
that few people went to. This would give me a chance to explore the
limits of my body. When we got there, there was one grunt, the "ugh,
ugh, ughhhh!" kind of guy. I'm not sure, but I sort of had a mischievous
thought and went over to him while he was trying to bench press nearly
300 pounds.
"You know, I've never thought making those sounds made lifting any
easier. It's really all technique." After wiping the drool off his face,
as I have found my new body had that affect on people, he frowned and
said, "What do you know about lifting? You're just a skinny girl. I'll
tell you what, if you can lift the bar and 20 pounds on each end more
than three times I'll buy you and your girlfriend over there a smoothie,
and if you can't I get to take you to dinner."
I looked back at Jill then back to the grunt. "Tell you what. Leave
those weights on the bar. If I can lift it once, you owe us deluxe
smoothies and an apology about the skinny girl comment. If I can't, you
get us both tonight."
He grinned, which did not make him look any better. I was certainly
hoping I was correct and my new mind was telling me I should be able to
lift close to twice the amount he had on the bar. I lay down on the
bench and grabbed the bar.
"Perhaps you want to spot me just in case?" He walked over and heaved on
the bar to lift it out of its holding pins. "Don't hurt yourself little
girl, I want you in one piece tonight." He helped lower it down towards
my chest. "Ok, let it go, I think I've got this. Its all in the
technique." I was actually surprised he let it go. Jill looked scared. I
held the bar steady, then pressed up with an easy push, let it back
down, then did it ten more times.
"You know, that was heavier than it looks. I'm thirsty, how about you
Jill?" She stood there with her mouth open and her eyes wide. Jill
looked so cute and sexy. The grunt ran off.
Jill smiled and then grabbed my hand. "We should go..."
As we were leaving we noticed a new alert on the TV screen. "...Two men
that were held overnight for observations at the county hospital escaped
sometime last night. One police officer was found dead on the scene and
his gun was missing. They were to be transferred to the local jail this
morning. These men are believed to have tried to rape a woman at a local
health club and should be considered armed and dangerous."
"This is not good, Jill. Let's head home."
As they walked to their home I could not get over the feeling of being
watched. We cut through a park to get away from the sidewalks, but I
still felt like something was wrong. Suddenly a both felt and heard
something moving rapidly towards us. I dove on Jill just as a bullet hit
the tree right where I was standing only a split second before.
I made sure Jill was ok and then kissed her. "This ends now. Go call the
police and stay out of sight." I was mad and I'm sure I was not in my
right frame of mind. I stood up as Jill scooted off towards the street.
I turned and saw the two men. Syringe boy had one arm in a cast and the
other held a pistol. The other man held a crossbow with what looked to
be another syringe. I stood my ground and could sense the man was going
to shoot again. I dodged to the side as another bullet slammed into the
tree next to me. I rushed them with everything I had and I was upon them
faster than it was possible. Like something from a martial arts film I
grabbed the pistol, twisted and ducked dragging the man's arm in and
behind him until he dropped the gun. Meanwhile the man with the crossbow
was ready to shoot me. As I spun, I kicked the crossbow into the air and
turned the two men facing each other. The crossbow landed and the shock
made the syringe fire. The syringe embedded itself in the chest of the
man I was still holding onto. He began to convulse so I dropped him as
the other man began to run away. I was vaguely aware of people running
towards us, but I was focused. I ran up, gripped the man by the
shoulders and flipped myself over top of him and catapulted him into a
tree twenty feet away. I didn't even look back at him as I knew he was
out for the count.
People were still coming and sirens were now coming close. I got back to
the man with the gun and the syringe. He'd stopped shaking.
"I get the impression that syringe was meant for me. What was it?" I
could see he was very compliant and he answered right away.
"It is a control serum. It would allow me to control you so that you
would be mine. You should be mine, I made you!"
"You might have made me, but you will never own me. I'm guessing the
serum is designed to work with the genetic alterations you made in me
and that its affect on a non altered person will simply make them less
willful. While you are nice and compliant, how do I change back?"
"You can't as per the law of conservation of energy and matter. I could
turn you back into a man, but you would be 120 pounds. Not much of a man
at all." He snickered.
"You might not be able to turn me back into who I was, but I love who I
am now. I'm sure with murder and attempted rape, you'll be thrown in
jail very soon. With your compliant attitude due to the serum, I'm also
sure you will find yourself a very willing boy toy." He blanched. I had
my revenge.
As people and the police arrived there was a lot of discussion about how
I took the two men down. I told them I had studied martial arts for
years and it had served me well the past few days. The police escorted
the men away and told me a sizeable set of donations had come in for the
victim of the health club rape attempt. Enough, they said, to give me a
new start and identity if I felt I needed it.
A few months later, it was all over. Brian was classified as a missing
person and ultimately considered dead. Jill was freed from her marriage
to Brian and she and Brianna moved to a state where they could marry.
Brianna loved her new night job. She was always fond of masks and
costumes.
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