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"Welcome to Timber Grove" a Timber Grove Story by TGTrinity ///// 1 ///// "The Sapphire Ring" Agent Samantha Brown (Sam to her friends) sat at her desk looking over her current case folder. It was filled with all of the work she had been doing for the last year, yet she knew that those that weren't here in town would read it like fiction. She brushed her curly red hair out of her face as she got up and placed all of the files in a safe under her desk. Being in Timber Grove had made her cautious. She then felt a tingle run up her spine, but shrugged it off. She walked out of the only real closed off room in the office and into the main entryway. The office was set up like a storefront, with big glass windows looking out onto Main Street and a tiny reception area in the corner. It was only she and her secretary in the office, and Sam liked that setup just fine. She was about to return to her office and gather up her things when her secretary started banging on the doors. It was well past midnight, so Sam was shocked by the sudden appearance of Jennifer, but she got over it quickly and unlocked the doors so she could enter. "Sam, you have to help me!" Jennifer locked the door and and sat down in a nearby chair with her head buried in her hands. Something was wrong... In front of Sam sat her secretary, Jennifer Lyons, but this was no mousy haired bean pole that had started working for her. Jennifer now more closely resembled one of the girls she herself had referred to as plastic. Her hair was a soft brown and it cascaded down her back, and it drew attention to her ass that had filled out ever so slightly in her tight jeans. Her Mickey Mouse T-shirt was now stretched across a pair of perky breasts, not large but she had nothing going on before. Sam took in all the little changes, but the one that stood out most was her eyes. Sam could tell she had been crying, but that did nothing to deter from her blue eyes. Her glowing blue eyes. "Jennifer, what's happening?! You look..." "I know," she managed through sobs, "something's happening to me! Not only to me, something happened to Penny!" "You need to calm down and talk to me. When did this start?" "You're going to hate me..." "No, I won't." "I went to the thrift shop." Sam was mad. This was the same thrift shop that she had been investigating for the last month. She felt she could trace at least half of the recent disappearances to the shop. "Tell me everything, now." Jennifer looked at the ceiling and started talking very quickly. "There was this sapphire ring," she showed Sam, "and Levi said that it would make me more feminine. You know I've always hated the way that I look, and I just needed something to change." "You know I think that Levi shop is no good, and yet you do this!" Sam was yelling now. "I know! I'm so sorry, but I just asked Greg out for some drinks and he laughed at me!" Jennifer was crying again. Greg was the local deputy and Sam knew Jennifer had it bad for him. "I couldn't take it, so I went by the shop to buy me something to make me feel better. That's when Levi gave me the ring." "Wait, did you find it or did Levi give it to you?" "He gave it to me..." More sobbing. Sam sat down at her desk and sighed. "So what happened next?" "Well, I went back to my apartment and Penny made dinner and everything was totally normal. When I went to go to bed I pulled out the ring Levi gave me and put it on, I mean it really is a pretty blue. Then I laid down in my bed and that's when things started changing." Jennifer stood up as to make sure Sam knew what she was talking about. "I mean, it was real subtle as first, but I could tell something was happening. My body tingled, I felt different... I felt good..." Jennifer was rubbing her thigh slowly and spaced out for a moment. She had been working in the office for a couple of months and Sam knew her pretty well. She was taking classes at TGCC and was still a virgin. In fact, any mention of sex made her blush. Sam felt bad for her, but she didn't feel much empathy because Sam was a knockout. She had no problem landing guys with her red hair in a ponytail and her breasts pulling every eye in town. Sam knew she could have any guy, now she could see the same confidence in Jen's distant gaze, and it set her on edge. "My breasts started growing a little and my head felt all itchy as my hair grew. That's when this guy came in my room..." Sam was jerked back into reality at the mention of a boy. "Wait, there was a man?" "Oh, yeah. I fucked him." Not once in all time around Jennifer had she ever used such language, let alone talk about sex like that. "You had sex last night?" "Oh yeah, I fucked him real good. He looked familiar and wasn't that good looking, but I didn't care. I was so hot, my body just kind of took over." Jennifer had stopped crying now and was pacing the floor, as she continued telling her story she became more and more animated. "He never even said a word, just came into my room and jumped on my bed. I went down on him, and it took a long time for him to get it up, but I got him there. You know, I had never given a guy a blow job before, but I think I did pretty well." "Jennifer, listen to yourself... This isn't like you!" Sam was pleading with Jennifer now, almost like she was pleading for her own life. Sam not only felt dismay at what she was hearing, she felt weaker all of the sudden. "Once I got his cock at attention I threw him on the bed and fucked him for what felt like forever. As I did it my tits grew bigger and my ass filled out. It was amazing!" Jennifer's eyes were glowing blue again, and Sam could no longer bring herself to speak. "I must have came like a hundred times, and he just kept giving it to me. Soon he was a lot more forceful, and he began fucking me harder and harder. I passed out after he started fucking me from behind, and I didn't wake up until the morning." Sam wanted to ask more questions, but the room was beginning to spin around her. "That's when I noticed that Penny was gone. Her bed was unmade and she left her phone and everything else behind. What happened to her? Did that guy fuck her too and take her?" Everything was now crystal clear to Sam. "Jennifer, you fucked Penny." "What?" Then it dawned on Jennifer, why they guy had looked so familiar. "Oh my God, I fucked Penny? Why is this happening?" Sam was finding it hard to focus on anything, let alone the craziness of the facts in front of her. "The ring... it must feed off of a woman's feminine energy and pass it to you." Saying the words out loud added a sort of clarity to the situation and Sam was able to focus for a little while longer before losing it. In front of her very eyes Jennifer was changing. Most notable were her breasts now tearing her tiny t shirt to shreds, revealing a lovely pair of D cups. Her tummy tightened and her hips flared out giving her a wonderful hourglass shape. Her hair had turned a dark brown and now hung in big curls around her face that would land her on the cover of any magazine she chose. Jennifer didn't fully realize the fact that she was half naked in front of Sam, because for every change she went through Sam went the other direction. Sam's tits had flattened almost instantly and her hair had fallen to the floor leaving a little bit on top. Her arms bulked up and her face squared out a little, but Jennifer could still see Sam somewhere in that face. "God, what have you done to us!" Sam's voice was now a husky baritone. "Levi... he wanted this..." Sam tore his white shirt off revealing a chiseled body and a six pack. Soon Sam started to get taller as muscles spread across his body. "Why is it happening so fast?" Jennifer asked as her hands roamed her changing body on their own accord. "Penny was homely at best, I'm... I'm a woman..." His mind was now going blank, but it didn't matter because Jennifer was no longer paying attention. Instead she was unzipping his fly and putting his new cock in her mouth. There was no words for Sam to describe the feeling of receiving his first blow job. Jen was doing things with her tongue that Sam had never done before. He wanted to tell her to stop, to pick her up and try and get her back to normal... but that blow job was just so damn good. So instead of trying to get Jennifer back to her senses, Sam used his new strength to pick her up and place her back on the ground on all fours. Nothing in his mind was more important in that moment than penetrating his cock into his secretary, and he practically ripped her jeans in two as he pulled them off of her. He looked at the fiercely luscious ass in front of him and ran his fingers up and down her panties. "Oh my God! Don't tease me!!!" She yelled between little shouts of pleasure. Sam listened to the sexy creature in front of him and ripped her panties off like they were made of paper. She was completely soaked, so it took absolutely no effort for him to take his cock and go balls deep in one motion. "Fuck! God, keep fucking me!" Jennifer yelled as she was now the peak of feminine sexuality while behind her Sam's new male form would turn many eyes. She loved the way her massive tits jiggled with each thrust from behind, a far cry from the mosquito bites she had before. He was so deep inside of her that she thought he would split her in two, yet he seemed to be getting even bigger with each thrust. When Jennifer awoke sometime later, Sam was nowhere to be found. In a moment of clarity the evenings events entered her mind and she rushed into the bathroom. She was shocked at the beauty that stared back at her, and for a moment didn't believe it was her. Her face was only slightly different, but her body and hair were something else altogether. "Oh my gosh..." She then remembered what she had done with her new body the previous night. "Oh my gosh!". She had "slept" with Samantha almost the entire night, doing things now that made her blush a deep crimson. "The ring," she said aloud as she looked down at her hand, finding the ring now gone. She searched around the office, though the piles of torn rags that had so recently been clothes, yet the ring was nowhere to be found. The ring and Sam were gone, and as she tried to find something to cover her new body with she thought about what she would have to do next. While looking for clothes she found Sam had left his purse and phone on his desk, but she did find a change of clothes in her closet. As Jen put on Sam's shirt, she was dismayed to find her breasts not allowing her to button it up all the way and her ass making the skirt a chore to pull up. She did the best she could with what she had, but in the end the outfit just made her look even more "curvy". Now that she was somewhat dressed she knew the next step she needed to take. She sat at her desk in the reception area and after dialing some numbers she lifted the phone to her ear. "Hello? I need to speak to Agent Carter regarding an incident in Timber Grove..." ///// 2 ///// "Arrival" Timothy August didn't want to be in Timber Grove. It was the only thing he could think of when he saw the big sign on the side of the road which exclaimed "Welcome to Timber Grove!" It was the exclamation mark at the end of the sign that gave him pause. It was also the fact that he was transferred from his job in Spokane to a town that he literally had to look up a dozen times on Google before he found any information. In addition to that, he was tasked with tracking down someone he had very little interest in seeing: Agent Samantha Brown, his former fiance. After the welcome sign there was another mile or so of trees before he saw any sign of the town. There were some new neighborhood developments on either side of the road, with some grocery stores being built. After that he arrived on what was probably referred to as "Downtown", which for this city constituted Main Street and a bunch of older buildings lining it. Nothing about the city necessarily felt odd to him, yet he felt like the hairs on the back of his neck were standing. He followed his cars GPS to a small storefront at the end of Main, and saw a small sign hanging up in the window that said "FBI, Timber Grove Office". He parked his car around back and got out, putting on his suit jacket as he did so. It was early in the afternoon on a typical May day in Washington, which meant it was overcast with a slight chance of rain. He walked around to the front of the building and walked inside the doors. He was shocked to see the smallest office he had ever seen. There was one room off to the left with a few chairs and a little reception area in the back. All in all it was the size of his college apartment, a far cry from is mansion like office in Spokane. "Hello? Is there anyone here?" Soon a woman appeared out from the bathroom door and she looked positively embarrassed. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" She then ran over and shook his hand, and Tim was at a loss for words. "Hi, I'm Jennifer Lyons, your new secretary." In front of him stood the biggest juxtaposition of a woman he had ever laid eyes on. She was wearing a baggy pair of jeans and a hideous sweater with a cat on it while her hair was done up in a bun and she wore a pair of thick eye glasses... But none of that could hide one of the most sexy figures he had seen on a woman, as well as the prettiest blue eyes. "Um, sir?" Tim saw that he was still shaking her hand, as well as the confused look on her face. "Agent August, ma'am." He didn't know why he threw ma'am in there, but his mind wasn't really his own. All the while he sized her up, Jennifer did the same. Tim was a little taller than most guys, probably six foot, and he looked like he was probably a little past thirty. His black hair was neatly trimmed and he wore a very nice black suit. When she took him all together, he was a fairly attractive man. "It's so nice to meet you, is there anything I can do for you?" He wanted to take it easy, but found the long drive had made him a little on edge. "Tell me everything you can about the night Agent Brown went missing?" For some reason Jennifer went a bright red at the question. "I'm sorry, Jennifer... Am I missing something?" "Did Agent Carter tell you anything?" She was leading him into his new office before closing the door behind them. "Here, this is your office... I know it's small, but Sam didn't..." "Yeah, please tell me about Sam, Jennifer." She began pacing around, then it looked like she thought of something as she fumbled in her baggy jeans for something. Tim then watched as she pulled out her phone and began looking for something, before turning her over to him. "There, that's me." Tim was looking at a picture of a very plain looking girl standing next to the sign outside smiling. She was much thinner with very curly hair, but Tim didn't understand why she was showing him the picture. "Well, you've certainly grown..." "That's me three weeks ago." "Bullshit." The words escaped hi mouth and came off more crass than he intended. "I mean, there's no... I..." "I know, right?" She was pacing again, and Tim couldn't help but watch the way her hips sashayed as she did. "So... You..." He was leading her, hoping to have a light shed on this revelation. She then sat down and related everything that happened. Tim just slouched in his chair and took it all in. There was talk of "things", "boobies" and "intimates" which made her story seem even crazier. "Then I woke up and found him missing, and that was a week ago." 'I'm sorry, him?" "Yes, him. Sam." Tim sat in his chair and tried to format a question, but all he could do is get up and walk through the doors and outside to get some air. The entire time he walked Jennifer called after him, but he ignored her and just walked down the street. A bunch of college girls were busy walking to and fro, many with a cup of iced coffee their hand. Women pushed babies in strollers while a pair of old men argued on a nearby bench. Everything around him seemed so normal, yet Jennifer wanted him to believe that this town was a hot bed of crazy. "What the fuck, Sam..." He took all of this information with a grain of salt, knowing what Sam was capable of doing in the past. Was she capable of making this poor girl believe everything she had said? Did Sam use her like... He pushed the last thought from his head right as he passed a large city park and saw someone staring at him. The park was fairly large, with big clumps of trees and paths twisting out of sight, and while everyone milling about was going their own way, a man had his eyes locked on Tim. He was wearing some jeans and a polo but had very rugged features, with a mess of red hair on his head. Tim chuckled to himself thinking the stranger could be Sam's brother... Then it hit him. He looked back over and saw the look of recognition on the face of the stranger. Everything after that happened really fast. Tim crossed traffic in a sprint as the stranger turned an ran into the park. "Hey, I need you to stop!" Tim called after the man, but he was pretty damn fast. He followed the man as he passed kids playing on swings and girls jogging in pairs. Then he passed a group of girls in a clearing practicing yoga, when something dawned on him... All of the girls in town he had seen thus far were incredibly hot. He looked back at the girls practicing yoga and noted that any of them could get a job modeling... Then something struck Tim. He landed on the ground, looking for the strange man who had just clothes lined him. He was trying to catch his breath, when he saw the stranger lean over him. "You have some... Arzt.... on you." The man then threw a crumpled up piece of paper on Timothy before running off. A few minutes later Tim was entering the FBI office with the paper in his hand. He was still recovering from the hit so he didn't say anything, choosing instead to poke is head in his office looking for Jennifer... and inside he saw his new secretary with her jeans on the ground and her sweater pulled up over her breasts. "Oh, gosh! Oh... Freaking gosh!" Tim was a by the book kind of guy, so he wanted to speak up or look away... but he was entranced by her body. Even though she dressed like she never went outside, he skin was a dark tan. Her breasts were covered in sweat, and were easily as large as Samantha's. Her abs were toned with that V shape so many girls were working for these days, all of which led down to wear she was furiously rubbing... "Oh, yes! My gosh! MY GOD!" The last yell came as she looked up to see Tim standing in the doorway. "Shit! I'm sorry! I just..." He then turned away as she covered herself. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! You left, and I got all anxious and recently whenever I feel that way I get a little..." She got lost in her thoughts, the embarrassment too much for her. "I understand if you want to fire me," she added before standing, "but please give me another chance!" Jennifer was standing right in front of Tim now, and Tim decide to just push past the incident with some even bigger news. "I saw Samantha." "What?" He walked over to his chair, past a still shaken Jennifer, and sat down. He didn't pause to think that his secretary was only moments ago fingering herself on the same chair, instead thinking about what all of this meant. "I saw a man that looks like it could be Sam's brother. I then thought about what you said and tried to chase after him. He caught me off guard and laid me out, but then he said something... "What did he say?" Jennifer was doing her best to make herself again presentable in front of her new boss, but she could have been bare ass naked and Tim wouldn't have noticed. "You have some Arzt on you." Jennifer stood in front of him with a blank look on her face. "It's a quote from this show we watched when we were together." "You were together?" Tim took a deep sigh and leaned back in his chair. "Yeah, we were engaged back in '08. Then things changed and we broke it off." "What changed?" "I'd rather not talk about that right now..." Jennifer could see that he was uncomfortable talking about it, so she stopped that line of question and took up another. "Did Sam say you anything else?" He looked at the crumpled up piece of paper in his hand before tossing it to Jennifer. "4815... Same place..." Tim was under the desk now, fiddling with something Jennifer couldn't see. "Samantha always kept a safe under her desk, and the code was always the same." She then heard a big clunk before Tim emerged from under the table with a stack of files. "What are those?" "Samantha's personal files," he said before looking them over. He opened the one on top and spread it out on his desk. "Perfect Pines... School for Girls... Prostitution and recruiting..." "Yeah, that's the case Samantha was working on before," she couldn't finish the sentence, choosing to blush and stand in silence. "Recruiting?" Tim asked, looking up at a beet red Jennifer. "Samantha was convinced that they were recruiting kids out of Timber Grove High and the Community College to work for them for them." "That sort of thing happens..." "They were recruiting young men and changing them into women, Tim." He didn't know what to say to that. He sat in his chair again and swiveled back in forth, something he often did while thinking. "So all of this... "Yes." "And everything you said..." "Yes." He stopped swiveling and looked up at Jennifer, "Then we have to help these kids." "And Sam?" Tim looked surprised and then nodded, "And Sam, of course." ///// 3 ///// "TGA: Timber Grove Anonymous" There was a shuffling on the bed, and Sam Brown was pulled from a dream and into the waking world. He tried to think of the dream again, but it was fading quickly. All he could remember was that he was a woman again, and how good it felt... "Morning, sleepy head." Now completely awake, he looked next to him and saw a very attractive brunette laying naked beside him. She was in her thirties like he was, and like him she was in better shape than most their age. The only issue was, he didn't know who she was. "Oh, looks like not every part of you is asleep." She was of course referring to Sam's massive erection, the same one he had woken up to every morning the last two weeks since his transformation. "Looks like he needs some attention." The fact that he couldn't explain who this gorgeous woman next to him was paled in comparison to the need he was starting to feel as she began to suck him off. This, of course, led to some incredible morning sex, and while she yelled "Fuck me Sam!" he could only reply by calling her gorgeous, baby and many other terms that did not include her name. Their sexual escapades began on the bed, then moved to the floor before finishing in the dining room with her holding the table and Sam thrusting into her from behind. "Yes! Please go deeper! Oh my God! Keep going, Sam!!!" "Oh... You..." He was running out of pet names, when suddenly it hit him who this was. "Emily?" "Yes! Say my name! Call me your whore!!!" Emily was a woman from Sam's new apartment building , as was her husband and three children. Even with the newfound knowledge that he was banging a married woman, he couldn't stop himself. "I'm cumming! God, I'm cumming!!!" "Fuck! Me too!" Sam yelled as he exploded inside her. He pulled her hips and pushed as deep as he could. "Fuck! Oh my God!!!" She was beside herself with pleasure, and Sam couldn't deny he felt it too. After she had cleaned herself up and got dressed, she tried to kiss him on the way out. He backed up and put his hand on her mouth. "Oh, you save that for your husband." She smirked at him. "And I'll save this for you," she then lifted up her dress as she walked away and flashed him her perfectly sculpted ass. She passed a young woman on the stairs that was holding two coffees, and when Sam saw the young woman he rolled his eyes. "Does secret mean nothing to Lilly?" The girl with the coffees smiled as she approached, "Pixies break easily, Samantha... You should know this." She then handed Sam a coffee and he begrudgingly allowed her in. "Come right in, Erika." "Wow," Erika said as she entered the apartment, "this place smells like sex." Sam rolled his eyes and closed the door. He hadn't seen Erika since the incident two weeks prior, but she was still your typical Erika. After graduating High School in '12, she worked full time at the Thrift Shop, becoming very useful in Sam's previous investigation. Though she was nineteen, many still mistook her as a High School girl. Most of this had to do with the way she dressed. A very curvy body was always barely covered in a pair of shorts and some new graphic t-shirt. Today's shirt was yellow and said "Timber Grove! It Changes You!" "Yeah, sorry about that." "No worries, I'm not a little girl anymore. In fact, I had Greg from the PD over at my place last week, and the things he did to me..." "God, Erika! I may be in a man's body, but I still think of you like a little sister!" Erika laughed as she sat on the couch. "I know, I'm only trying to see if Samantha is still in there." "Well, I am..." "And I want you to know I had no idea that Levi gave Jennifer the ring. You know I would have warned you both." "I know, Erika..." Little else was said as Sam tidied up some things before sitting on a chair opposite the couch. "So does anyone else know I'm here?" "No, you've done a good job of hiding... but I'd talk to Lilly after this and chide her for breaking so easily." Sam had to grin at that. Lilly was a girl who worked as a waitress at the Coho Resort, and she was also a Pixie. It surprised Sam when he had found out, as she looked like a normal girl, but when she got into a bind Sam helped. Letting him stay in this apartment was her way of saying thank you. "Lilly has been great to me." He then shifted in his seat. "But have you... met Tim yet?" Erika smiled, knowing this would come up quickly. "No, actually. I haven't met your former fiance." Sam rolled his eyes. "Enough of that, and he really hasn't come by?" "No, but I know that he's been looking into Perfect Pines. It's only a matter of time before he comes into the shop. So..." "So? "So? So why haven't you called me? Why did I have to hear about everything from Lilly?" "Erika, it's kind of..." "Embarrassing? Do you think I'm judging you because you slept with that woman?" Erika was running her hands through her long brown hair. "Please, Sam, you know me better than that. You know this town better than that. "So you're saying I fucked that woman because of my transformation? What about the others? What about the girl from the bar, the woman at the laundromat or the two coeds I woke up to last Sunday. What about the married woman you just passed on the way in?" Erika smiled. "Wow, two coeds?" Sam said nothing, choosing instead to bury his face in his hands. "Sam, you need to talk to someone about this. I've been looking into reversing the spell, but I don't know anything about that ring. Until we find something, I think that you should head down to the community center..." "No... For Lilly's TGA?" Erika smiled and nodded, and after more heated words and Erika threatening to stab him with a fork Sam found himself standing outside the Timber Grove community center. Lilly had already invited him out a couple of times, but Sam was a strong willed person. As a woman, he did his best to not accept help from anyone in fear of looking weak. Now as a man, he felt the same insecurities. "Sam?" A very tiny girl with short strawberry blonde hair and a big smile was running up to Sam. "Sam! You came!" She through her arms around him, and now that Sam was in a man's body she felt even tinier than before. "Yeah, Erika convinced me..." "Oh, I'm sorry about that! She just seemed so concerned, and I thought she'd be able to help... And she did!" She hugged him again, and Sam did his best to look happy. "You look great, by the way. All manly and strong!" "Thanks, I guess," Sam then locked eyes with a blonde woman walking by that took his breath away. Her body was all legs, and the upstairs wasn't bad either. "Hey!" He felt a tiny fist hitting his arm. "None of that! This is a safe place for people like you and her to come!" Lilly was still hitting him as he moved to open the door for the woman. She gave him a shy smile before entering, and he quickly followed after. "Ugh," Lilly grunted as she did her best pout, but neither Sam or the pretty woman noticed. Inside Sam still followed the woman, his eyes locked on her ass as he did, until they were in a room with metal folding chairs set up in a circle. There were maybe a dozen people in the tiny room, an even split of men and women, and when Lilly entered they all sat down. "Welcome, everyone! For those of you who are new, my name is Lilly and I set up this group to help those in Timber Grove who have experienced transgendered changes. Some of you chose to change, while others were not given a choice. Either way, it's a lot to take in and we want this to be a safe place where you can find support." Sam smiled in spite of himself. Lilly was such a tiny piece of woman, yet her heart was ginormous. He then sat as people began to share their stories, and he was surprised to find he was unaware of most. He had been in Timber Grove for a year, and had seen so many changes happen that he assumed he knew it all. He was very wrong, and the last woman to share her story that day showed him how little he knew. "Hello, my name's..." The pretty woman Sam followed in was now standing up, and she was looking at Lilly for guidance. "You can use whatever name you want." The woman shook her head and thought about it before starting again. "Hello, my name's Elliot, but I go by Ellie now. I am, or was, a twelve year old boy who made a wish at the town wishing well to be closer to Penelope Rose, a model I saw in a magazine my brother had. Anyway, I woke up the next morning in this body and didn't know what to do. I tried to talk to my mom, but she freaked out and told me to leave before she called the cops." Sam watched as she continued her story, telling everyone all of the events that led her to where she was today. She hit the same note that many others had, the uncontrollable sex drive that accompanied the unforeseen change. Ellie told how she slept with her best friends widowed father and became his new stepmom. "I'm really happy with Dave, and the sex has been great." She blushed as she said is, obviously a little embarrassed. "and focusing on my new job at the mall helps with the urges. I just wish I could tell my Mom and Dad the truth about me. They stopped looking for me about a week after I left... I understand why, but..." Lilly saw that Ellie was getting emotional, so she stepped in. "Thank you for sharing, Ellie." Everyone else then chimed in with their thanks, and Ellie sat back in her seat with tears in her eyes. "I know it's hard when these changes happen, especially when our loved ones seem to abandon us, but all of that is for the best. We don't know why this town heals so fast, why people will lose a husband, daughter or friend and almost forget them days later. Remember that deep down they love you and miss you, but you have new lives you need to focus on." She smiled and stood as everyone else followed suit. Sam didn't know what was happening, but he stood up as well and took the outstretched hands of those next to him before they all spoke in unison. "My look may be different, but inside I'm still me. My changes don't define me, I still choose who I will be. When carnal urges grow, I will work and be set free. I am who I am inside, not just who others see." Everyone then mingled and shook hands, while others hugged and shed a tear. Sam could only move to the door as fast as he could. "Hey, excuse me?" He turned to see Ellie walking over to him, a warm smile on her face. "You were the guy checking me out on the way in, right?" "Oh, I'm so sorry..." "No, it's fine. I mean, I chose this body for a reason." She shrugged, blushing a little. "but I don't blame you for looking. It's just good that you came to the meeting. How long..." "It's been a couple of weeks," he said as he put his hands in the pockets of his jeans." "It get's easier. I saw you rolling your eyes during the mantra, but it's helped me so much... Focus on your work, it makes everything else sort of fade away." Sam ran his hand through his red hair and sighed, looking a little uncomfortable. "I... I feel weird asking..." "You feel weird asking a thirteen year old boy who's now in the body of a lingerie model if the urge to fuck goes away?" She didn't look embarrassed at all now, she looked like she was concerned about him. "Everyone is different. Neil over there was an eighty year old woman before changing into a twenty year old guy. He really has no sexual needs, but that doesn't stop him from getting some. But take Crystal there and me", she pointed over to a girl wearing jeans and a shirt that barely covered her small, perky breasts. "We were both in our early teens when it happened, and the changes made us insatiable. Luckily I found Dave and a good job after fucking half the guys on my block, but Crystal," she rolled her eyes. "Crystal's unemployed and is at Tribal every night looking for anything to fuck." "Um, thanks for talking with me..." "Ellie." She extended her hand and he shook it. "Sam." "It's good to meet you, Sam. I hope to see you here next week?" She waited for an answer, but Sam gave none and instead smiled and nodded. He then turned and walked out of the building and drove back to his apartment, thinking about the meeting and the advice Ellie had given him about working. After some contemplating, Sam passed his apartment complex and continued to drive. Soon he was parked on the side of the road, looking over at the large complex on the side of the hill. "Alright," he said to himself as he read the sign on the other side of the street aloud, "Perfect Pines: A School for Young Women..." ///// 4 ///// "The Timber Grove Bender" Timothy August awoke to one hell of a headache, though it was the banging against the bars of the jail cell that really brought him to. "Time to wake up, Agent August." Tim shielded his eyes from the bright fluorescent bulbs above, and could barely make out a man standing before him holding a cup of coffee. "Figured you'd need this." "Thanks, but what am I doing here?" Tim sat up on the cot and took the cup of coffee. He was still in his suit he wore the day before, but it looked a little worse for wear. His tie was also absent, but he felt he had bigger problems at hand. The stranger sat next to him and ran his hand over his shaved head. He was probably a little younger than Tim, probably in his late twenties. A blue polo was stretched over his larger belly, but he didn't think the man was necessarily fat. His build was like that of a linebacker, albeit one who had let himself go somewhat. "You're doing the same thing every other Sheriff, Police Officer, and FBI Agent has done after a week or two in Timber Grove. We call it the "TG Bender", and if you've been in town long enough to experience it then you get the in joke." "I was... I think I was at the Too Good Saloon..." "Yep, that's where the boys found you. Well, really they found you in the alley behind the place, but that's neither here nor there." Everything the man said a laugh accompanied with it, and the man's demeanor made Tim feel a little better. "The name's Tyler Anderson, I'm a Detective here at the TGPD and you actually made it longer than most before hitting it this hard." He extended his hand and Tim shook it. "Agent Tim..." "August, from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Jennifer was kind enough to fill me in on that, and a few other obvious changes." Tyler was now helping Tim up and taking the coffee from him. "Now I know that you're probably fighting off the mother of all hangovers, so I'm going to do the talking for a little bit." They walked through the precinct, passing a few Officers in uniform, but the place was pretty deserted. "Now I've been out of town for a spell, and I come back to find my good friend Agent Brown missing and apparently a man." The moment they exited the building, the light from the sun made Tim think his head was going to explode. "I'm right here," Tyler said, ushering him over to a mid sized sedan. Tyler then began to drive through town, doing all of the talking as he did. "I've lived in Timber Grove my entire life, something not a lot of people here can say. Most residents move here, and the damnedest thing is they often can't tell you why. You probably never even heard of Timber Grove before you got the call to come here, am I right?" Tim nodded, still covering his eyes. "Yep, a strange thing of that. We have over one hundred thousand people in town, most brought in by the Coho Casino, and we're still unknown..." He shrugged, and Tim thought that he knew more about what he was saying, but Tyler began talking about the real issue at hand. "But, of course you're probably wondering about all the gender swapping shit going on." "There, you say that like it's a normal thing, but it's not fucking normal." Tim was getting agitated and could feel his temples begin to throb, but he just wanted to get it all out. "I've been in this town for a month and I've already seen enough shit like that to convince me to leave, but I can't. I want to help these people, but it seems as if most of theses men love the changes! I just dealt with a woman who claims her husband used a goddamned potion to turn them into a fucking teenage lesbian couple! Of course she's back to normal, but God know where her husband is..." "Agent August..." "Then I get a call from a man who's wife is missing, only the babysitter swears to me that the wife magically changed into a handsome man who then fucked her before leaving!" "Tim..." "And God knows where Samantha is. I'm still not convinced that she was forced to change, or she just couldn't control herself." Tyler was still cool and collected and didn't take his eyes off of the road. "Are you done?" "No! Then there's this Perfect Pines place that I've been looking into, and I've seen absolutely nothing to make me believe anything Samantha put in her report. It's just a regular girl's school..." Tim noticed that they were pulling into the driveway of a large mansion. He hadn't noticed that Detective Anderson was taking him into the nicer housing area by the beach, and didn't know what they were doing there. "Have you been here yet?" Tim looked at the house, knowing that he had never been there before. "No, why would I?" Tyler put the car in park and turned it off. "Jennifer was kind enough to fill me in on the Perfect Pines case, but there was something I found a little odd." "What?" "Well, I just thought that you would have visited the man who Samantha thought was behind the prostitution ring." "Levi Schimbare? I'm planning on seeing him tomorrow..." As the words exited Tim's mouth, something jarred loose in his mind. "I..." "You've been meaning to see him tomorrow for the last month, haven't you?" He sat in his seat as Tyler said nothing, letting his mind connect the pieces. The intention was to visit Levi immediately when he got to Timber Grove and found the files, but a part of him just felt like tomorrow would be more convenient. It was the same thought that had plagued him everyday when he thought to visit Levi, his home or his Thrift Shop. "Tim, there is more magic happening in this town than just men and women changing genders." He was getting out of his car now, and Tim followed suit. "I... This whole month?" "Yep, but I'm almost glad that you waited. This man is powerful and cunning..." He knocked on the door and straightened his polo. Tim saw he had a moment for one last question. "If I was under some spell, then what about you?" Tyler was about to say something before the door opened revealing a very attractive Latino girl. Long black hair fell past her shoulders, and her cinnamon colored skin, covered only by a small black bikini, glistened as if she had just gotten out of the pool. "Can I help you?" She said it with an accent that was perfectly melodic, sounding much like a Brazilian woman Tim had dated a few times. "Yes. We're here to talk to Levi Schimbare, is he in?" The woman smiled before shaking her head. "No, I'm sorry but he is not here." Tyler returned the smile. "Well, how about you let us in and we can wait for him to return?" He then brushed past her and entered the home, and a surprised Tim followed. "Please," the young woman said with a huff. "come right in." Tyler walked in and sat in a large, white leather chair while Tim got lost taking in the opulence of his surroundings. Everything in he large entry way and living room was expensive, or at least looked that way. Window lined the back wall so they could see the Pacific ocean, while the largest TV he had ever seen hung on the other wall. "So, when do you think Levi will be back?" Tyler asked patiently, not looking at all like he was going to leave anytime soon. The young woman walked over to a small bar and bent over to open it. Tim's eyes were transfixed on her ass as she did so, and she seemed to know. "Is there anything I can get you two?" She then slowly bent at her waist. "Or anything you'd like to see." Her hand was now cupping her breast, and Tim's mind was being flooded with images. He pictured bending the young woman over the couch and taking her right there. Thoughts of flipping her into every position imaginable as he plunged his cock deeper inside of her. Nothing else seemed to matter outside of making this gorgeous woman in front of him feel as much pleasure as he was capable of giving. "Enough of this, Levi." The young woman glared at Tyler before she spun in place, leaving a very large man standing where she once was. "You never let me have fun with the new ones, Detective Anderson." "Agent August, meet Levi Schimbare." Tim was still at a loss of words. However many times he had heard about it, and even witnessed it a few times, he was still confounded. "Yes, Giselle often leaves men speechless." Levi laughed menacingly and grabbed a towel to wipe off his forehead. He was a plump man, with big sausage like fingers and a greasy complexion. His hair was curly and brown, and Tim felt he looked like an actor from the 90's. "It looks like you've been busy, Levi." "I have no idea what you're talking about, Detective. My daughter and I are just trying to run an honest business." Tim finally found words. "What did you do to Samantha?" Levi grinned. "Agent Brown? I heard that she's gone missing?" "You did something to her... Something to Jennifer and Samantha that changed them." "Oh, I've seen that Jennifer girl around town." He smiled and nodded his head. "and she looks downright delicious... But I cannot be held responsible for her finally growing into her body. As for Agent Brown, I know nothing." His large frame filled the leather chair he sat in, making a strange squeaking sound as he did. "Perfect Pines enrollment seems to be up?" It was Detective Anderson chiming in this time. "I wouldn't know, I just run the Thrift Shop in town." "And yet look at your accommodations." "The Shop does very well." Anderson smiled, taking in the room around him. "Yes, very well. But we have some bank statements that look like you're getting a nice influx of cash. Of course, we can only trace the money as far back to a Cooperation in Romania that didn't seem to exist a year ago." "I have my fingers in a lot of different pies, but just the one here in town. And if you gentleman have nothing but absurd questions for me, I'll kindly ask you to leave." Anderson looked over to Tim, who shrugged his shoulders. The oddness of the meeting mingled with his hangover left him unprepared at best. Without saying anything, Detective Anderson got up and walked back to the door. Tim stood where he was for a moment, the feeling of a question he wanted to ask bubbling up from within. "I've asked you to leave..." "Salvatore Monterey?" Tim blurted it out, and the look on Levi's face told Tim everything he needed to know. "Never heard of him, now please leave." Tim did leave, and he waited until both he and Anderson were in the car before he spoke. "He knows Mr. Monterey." "I know of him too. Claims to be a Shaman working out of the Coho, but what about him and Levi?' "Samantha wrote down that she saw the two meet and exchanged envelopes. She figured one was paying off the other or receiving payment for services." Detective Anderson began driving again, and for a long time neither spoke. Tim was still reeling from the revelation that he had been duped into not pursuing the case due to some sort of magic. He was pushing forty, yet this entire situation made him feel like a child in way over his head. There was also a feeling of guilt building inside of him as he thought of how easily "Giselle" had almost convinced him to fuck her so easily. "Look, it's not your fault. I can tell you're upset about the procrastination and the urges you felt with Giselle... I'm taking you somewhere to help with that." "What can possibly help with this?" he asked the question right as Anderson pulled into a small house sitting on Horseshoe lake. It was secluded from the others in the area, but a nice house nonetheless. A very beautiful blonde girl opened the door before running out and giving Tyler a big hug. "Tyler Anderson! As I live and breath!" Tyler lifted her up and spun her around, her yellow sundress floating about them both. "I see our town Phoenix finally took flight!" He put her back on the pavement and smiled down at her. "So what happened to Garth Hellersby Winkerton?" The young woman shrugged. "He passed away a few weeks back. My name is Glory White." "Well, you look stunning, Glory." "Thank you!" It was then that Tyler remembered Agent August had never met Garth or Glory before. "Agent Timothy August, I'd like you to meet Glory White... She's a Phoenix." Tim walked over to her and shook her hand. "A pleasure, Miss... But..." "What's a Phoenix?" She smiles again, her blue eyes twinkling as she did. "I've walked this earth for a very long time, Agent August. As a Phoenix I am reborn at my death as a new being, only with a different gender. For the last sixty years I've lived as Garth Hellersby Winkerton, and only recently was I reborn into this body..." "We can catch him up on everything odd in this town later, right now I need you to give him the gift." "I'm sorry, the gift?" Tim asked, about having his full of crazy for the day. "As a Phoenix, I can give you a gift that will protect you from some lower functioning magic working here in Timber Grove. It will keep any larger, more impersonal spells from effecting you, though anything like what Sam experienced..." "You gave Samantha this gift?" Glory frowned. "I did, but it was not enough." She looked up to Detective Anderson and then to Tim before continuing. "But now that you are both here, you're going to find her, right?" "Absolutely, that's why Tim needs your help." Glory's frown was replaced by a bright smile. "Alright!" She then quickly took Tim's hand and kissed it. "Holy shit!" Tim pulled his hand away, feeling as though the backside of his hand was on fire. He then backed away from Glory, as he saw her eyes were glowing a soft orange. "I'm sorry! It's typically better if you don't know it's coming." Tim held his hand, before the burning sensation disappeared as quickly as it came. Then something else happened. "You're beginning to have the fog lifted from your mind, Agent August. Don't fight it, it will be confusing at first." "I... I..." He watched as Tyler stood beside Glory, both looking at him as if he were going to break. Tim's mind felt busy at first, but soon everything began to fall into place. Last night he felt like he was failing, that no one he had helped in the last month had mattered. Each drink was a indictment of his failure, and he had many. Now he could see the truth. He could see that he was doing good. He was already calculating exactly how he was going to bring down Levi, and it brought a smile to his face. "I know what to do, but we don't have much time." ///// 5 ///// "Pete's Growing Up" While Tim was experiencing his epiphany, Sam was on the other side of town having a different kind of experience. It was just him in his car, doing what he had been doing for the last few days: writing down the comings and goings of Perfect Pines, and trying not to go crazy because he was horny as hell. All day he watched beautiful young women come and go, many in the Perfect Pines uniform that consisted of a plaid skirt and white polo. All in all it was the worst place for someone who was avoiding sex to be. I addition to Sam trying to control his sex drive, it was difficult for him to work the case as all of his notes were still at the office, but he was not ready to show his face to Tim any time soon. So there he sat, piecing together whatever he could. "Day three of surveillance," he told his digital recorder. "and nothing new to report. By my count three men have driven onto the grounds today, but there is no way of knowing what their intentions are. No girls have exited the school, nor have any young men... wait..." Sam saw the fence across the street from him begin to shake before seeing a young boy climbing over and falling to the ground in heap. Sam got out of his car and ran to the kid and tried to help him up. "Hey! Are you okay?" The boy was very skinny, wore a pair of gym shorts with a white t shirt and looked to be about twelve. He tried to get up on his feet, but he was clearly struggling. "Help me... I need to get away..." He then collapsed into Sam's arms who looked towards the gated entrance to see if anyone had noticed the commotion. "Kid? Kid! Goddammit..." Sam then lifted the boy into his arms, something he wouldn't have been able to have done as woman before, and hurried him across the street and into his car. He saw a cut on the boys head below a mop of brown hair was beginning to bleed, so he wrapped it in a shirt he had thrown in the back before focusing on putting as much distance between them and Perfect Pines as possible. Sam thought of what to do with the boy, who looked like he was sleeping quietly in the back seat. He decided that he would take him back to his apartment, not wanting to deal with the hospital and the inevitable call to the police. He was gambling with the boy's health, and that cut looked like it needed stitches, but he felt he had no other options. Soon he was in his apartment with the boy, who was still passed out, on the couch. Sam checked his pulse, and with a sense of relief he felt that it was strong. He then paced back and forth in his apartment, wondering what the hell he was doing. It was a mistake to bring him here, he knew that now, yet he was trying to rationalize to himself that he had made the right choice. "Erika?" He had decided to call the only person who he felt could help, and was glad to hear her voice. "I need you to get over to my apartment, now... God, not for that... No, I have... I think I've made a huge mistake... Thanks." He ended the call and decided to get some fresh air. He walked out his front door and waited for Erika to show up, as being around the kid was making his blood pressure rise. As he waited, he though of what Erika had said on the phone when he asked her to get over there now... "Oh, you want to fool around a little?" He knew that she was joking, or was she? He knew that Erika was a very sexual young woman, as the two had swapped stories while he was still Samantha. It was refreshing to talk to someone who viewed sex the same way Sam did, as something no one should be ashamed of. As they would have long nights of girl talk at the local diner, Sam would even begin to fantasize about leaning across the table and kissing her plump lips. Now as a man, the fantasies had evolved into something else entirely. "Sam! Snap out of it!" It was the woman he was just daydreaming about who was trying to get his attention. She was wearing a blue shirt that said "I'm on a Bender!" with her typical tiny pair of shorts. "What was so urgent?" "I was outside Perfect Pines..." "Shouldn't we talk inside?" "Well, that's the thing. This boy jumped their fence and passed out on the sidewalk..." Erika looked shocked. "Oh my God! Is the kid... Oh, Sam..." "I know!" "You brought him back here?" Sam said nothing, standing in front of Erika like he had just took the last cookie from the cookie jar. She rolled her eyes and entered the apartment. "Fuck! You have some twelve year old sleeping on your couch, Sam!" "I know, but I couldn't risk going to the hospital!" "Is he bleeding?" She then bent over the boy and began looking him over. Sam felt was shocked by Erika's response, as she became like a mother hen looking over her injured chick. "Okay, his pulse is okay... No other bleeds... How deep is this cut?" "Not really bad, but it might need stitches." "Fuck, Sam! Stitches!?" She carefully unwrapped the shirt from the boys head, and was surprised by what she saw. "Sam? Are you sure he was cut?" Sam walked over and knelt beside her. "Yeah, a small gash right..." But the cut was now gone, though dry blood surrounded the area where it once was. "It's gone." "Give me some room, Sam," Erika asked, her voice even more serious than it was earlier. "What is it?" She placed her hand on his heart, and then jerked it back like she had been burned. "He's got a spell placed on him, Sam." "What kind of spell?" "I... I don't know. I feel a lot of different forces in play, and it's more complicated than anything I've seen..." Sam ran his hand through his red hair. "Can you remove the spell? Do you even know what it's doing to him?" "I don't know what the spell is, but I think I know what it's doing... Have a look." Sam walked over and looked to where Erika was pointing. The boys face was now covered in acne, and upon closer examination he was growing out of his clothes. "He's aging?" Erika nodded before standing up and walking over to the door. "Where are you going?" "I need to go back to the Shop and look through some books. If it's only an aging spell, then I think I may have something to stop it." "And what the hell am I supposed to do here?" She shrugged. "Keep him comfortable and try to keep him calm if he wakes up. I'll be back around seven." She didn't say another word as she walked out the door, leaving Sam alone with the boy. He walked over to the door and locked it and then closed the blinds. Then he sat and waited, all the while watching as the boy began to stretch and grow. The changes were subtle at first, but it became obvious soon that his legs were lengthening as his shorts were beginning to ride up his thighs. His arms also grew, and after a while the boy looked like he was a high school student before stubble started to grow from his face. All the while Sam sat on the couch next to him, hoping that Erika would walk in any minute. He knew what would happen if the boy continued to grow, and he didn't want to have to strip this boy down so his clothes wouldn't strangle him. "What... Where am I?" Sam jumped up from his chair and darted over to the now young man. "No, don't get up... You fell down." The boy looked around, and quickly accepted the glass of water Sam was holding. "My name is Agent Brown, and I'm with the FBI." He then flashed his badge as quickly as he could, hoping the young man wouldn't notice that the picture was of an attractive red haired woman and not the man he was now. "Thanks... My name's Pete..." "Pete, how are you feeling?" Pete flexed his back a little and stretched his legs. "I feel okay..." "Pete, what were you doing in Perfect Pines?" "I... I don't remember... What the hell!" It was then that Pete realized that his clothes were much smaller on his body. "It... It worked!" He was soon on his feet, moving about the living room as if nothing had happened. "Pete, I think you should sit back down." "Oh my gosh! It worked! I'm older!" The young man was sporting a huge grin, looking at his body like it was made of gold. "Oh my gosh! How old do you think I am?" "Pete, you should really..." He didn't listen, choosing instead to flex the new muscles on his arms and legs. If Sam had to guess, he would peg Pete at about eighteen and maybe a little older. "Agent... Brown, was it? Do you have some clothes I can change into?" Sam didn't know why this young man was so calm, but he knew that he was going to need some new clothes. "Yeah, step into my room." Pete then followed him in, and while Sam looked through his closet he asked Pete some questions. "Pete, do you need me to call your parents? I'm sure they're worried." "Nah, my mom split years ago and my Dad is probably already down at the Too Good... Oh my gosh! Is that real lingerie?" Sam looked from his closet and saw Pete looking at this piece of lingerie a girl had left behind a few weeks before. "Hey! Stop looking through my stuff!" Pete dropped it, looking nervous as he did. "Sorry, it's just I've never seen that in real life." "It's fine," Sam added as he tossed Pete some gym shorts, a pair of boxers and a black tank top. "and here are some clothes to change into." "Thanks, Agent Brown!" He then disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Sam stood outside the door and tried to continue his questioning. "Pete, can you tell me why you in Perfect Pines, or why you jumped their fence to escape." "My friend said that someone there could make me older..." That was news to Sam. In all of his time investigating, they had never found a reason why young men would disappear behind their walls. Sam had always figured they used the girls to lure the boys in, but this was different. "What's your friend's name? Can I talk to him?" "Oh my gosh! It's bigger!!!" Sam almost had to back away from the door, the young man had yelled so loud. He could only guess that the boy had found his dick was bigger, and for once Sam could relate to the boy suddenly finding something huge between his legs. "Pete, how did you hear about Perfect Pines?" "I already told you, my friend..." "What's his name?" The door then opened and Sam was shocked to see Pete now resembled a man in his twenties. His body was lined with lean muscle and his face was sporting a fine beard. "You know... His name was... Scott? I don't now, maybe Glenn?" "Pete, how did this happen to you?" Pete looked at Sam and shook his head. "How did what happen?" "What did they do to make you older, Pete?" "Older? I guess..." Pete didn't answer the question but instead walked into the kitchen, leaving a bewildered Sam alone in the bedroom. "Pete, you were a twelve year old only an hour ago. I found you trying to escape from Perfect Pines..." Pete had gotten him self a can of beer and was popping the top. "Dude, I hear Perfect Pines girls are hot." Sam watched as Pete began to drink, not once thinking that he was a minor and probably shouldn't have been drinking. Instead he just watched as he downed the beer, wiping his mouth when he finished before something else happened. "Oh my gosh! Beer tastes awesome!" Pete looked happy, but Sam noticed that more then beer was wiped away from his mouth. The hair from his beard was falling out, and in addition to that Sam watched as Pete's hair began to grow. "Pete, you need to sit down." "Why, I feel like a thousand dollars!" Pete's hair was changing color as it grew, going from a dark brown to an auburn red. "Just... Come sit on the couch, buddy..." "No! I don't care if you're an FBI Agent! I don't have to listen to you! In fact, I'm leaving!" Sam was shocked by the sudden change in Pete's demeanor, but when Pete's breasts began to grow he knew he had to do something. "You're right, there's nothing keeping you here. Let me at least get you some shoes so you're not walking around barefoot." Sam knew he had to keep Pete here until Erika returned, but it was only six and she said she'd be back by seven. Pete, who was now some amalgamation of man and woman, rolled his eyes and huffed. "Fine, but then I'm out of here." He followed right behind Sam who walked into his bedroom and into his closet. Sam had his hand on the taser he kept hidden away right when he felt a large pain on the back of his head and everything went to black. There was a searing pain on the back of Sam's head when he finally came to. He was glad to see that he was still in his bedroom, but he soon found that he was in quite the predicament. He was on his bed, but his hands and ankles were strapped to the bed using some chord he kept in his closet. Worser still, he was completely naked. "Hey! Someone! Help!" He had no idea if Pete was still around, but he was more concerned with freeing himself. "Oh, are you back with us?" Sam didn't recognize the voice, but it was definitely a woman. Then, he watched as a figure walked out of his bathroom wearing the red lingerie that Pete was looking at earlier. The woman had an incredible body with tan skin and large, perky breasts. Her Auburn hair fell around a very stunning face that did not require any make up. "Who are you? What have..." Then it dawned on him. "You can call me Piper, because Pete just doesn't fit me anymore." There was no fear or shock in her voice, in fact she spoke with authority and grace. "And you, Agent Samantha Brown, have been a little thorn in my bosses side, haven't you?" "I don't know. I've been on a lot of people's bad list. Tell me your bosses name and I'll let you know." Sam knew that Pete was lost, and now felt he needed to get as much information out of this as he could. "Ah, clever boy... But not that clever." She walked over to the bed and sat on the side. Her body moved like a well oiled machine, a machine designed with one thing in mind. "So, my boss wanted to send out an invitation to you," she took his cock in her hand and began to stroke it. "to come visit with her." Sam felt himself grow erect in her hands in almost an instant. "I know you're still in there. You don't have to do this, Pete." She smiled wickedly. "Would it surprise you to know that Pete knew exactly what he was signing up for? That poor little Pete wanted away from his Papa so badly that he would allow me to enter..." She stopped talking and pouted. "Oh, it looks like I said too much." "You're a Demon?" "That's a harsh word for what I am, but I'm not going to tell you anymore." Sam tried to speak more, but she grabbed a sock and put it in his mouth. "Now I really should be going, but this cock of yours looks like it wants a taste of Piper. Oh... it looks like it hasn't been fed in a long time." She then maneuvered her body right over him and ripped the lingerie from her body. "Oops, I hope you weren't wanting that back." Even though things were not at all the way Sam would like, he could not argue that his body was anticipating this. "So," she said with a smile as she ran her hands over her body. "I have no interest in taking advantage of a big, strong man like you... So you're going to have to ask me for it." "Never," Sam said, although he knew she could tell he was lying. "Sammy, please... You know that I can read that little mind of yours." One of her hands was now rubbing her slit, while the other tweaked her nipple. "Now, be a good boy and tell me what you want." He couldn't tell if she was casting a spell on him, but he felt his cock getting harder