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Note: I am not the author of this.
These seven additional chapters of "The Adventures of Samantha" were
originally posted to the Usenet by Nostrume sometime around 1997, and
were available in his site "Nostrumo's Book" until it closed.
Nostrumo claimed at the time that this ending was written by the
original author of "The Adventures of Samantha." I have no way to verify
that claim, but Nostrumo's good reputation and the general similarity in
style suggest that it's probably true.
Unfortunately, it seems to have disappeared from the Internet, leaving
the reader under the impression that the only ending available is the
one written by Tigger -- which is a fine story, Tigger is an excellent
writer, but it's not the same as the original ending. Google's USENET
archive is incomplete and contains only the original 50 chapters; and a
search on Archive.org (a.k.a. The Wayback Machine) revealed that they
only mirrored the list pages, not the stories themselves from Nostrumo's
site.
My reading copy was hardly the ideal choice for reposting, since it's
not in the original form (I had converted the story to HTML) -- but I
was unable to find a better one. I converted it back to plain text in
the closest approximation of the original format I was able to do, but
inevitably there will be small differences in spacing, line breaks and
such. If a copy in a the original form surfaces, I will gladly remove or
replace this one.
I believe that the original anonymous author intended this story to be
freely copied and distributed, since it was posted to an Internet
newsgroup. If this turns out not to be so, I will take steps to remove
it. No infringement is intended.
The Adventures of Samantha
51 Chapter - To The Beach
Instead of driving to Tom's house, they got on the interstate highway,
and drove for an hour towards the ocean. Tom had arranged for a motel
room on the beach.
"If we get an early start, we have more time at the beach," was his
explanation.
Sam didn't really believe it, but was not going to argue about it
either. The drive, with his body pressed close to Tom's, heightened the
anticipation of what was to come.
Tom carried the suitcases into the motel room, and Sam just plopped down
on the bed, heedless that the slit on his skirt was wide open. He had
not realized how tired he was.
Tom hung up his tuxedo before joining Sam on the bed. He too was tired,
particularly since he had just finished the one hour drive, but he did
not hurry in undressing Sam. He just went about it slowly, and with
great tenderness, kissing every inch he exposed.
They both collapsed in exhausted, but satisfied, slumber after a slow
love making session.
Sam woke with a start the next morning. He was disoriented for a moment,
then, realizing what was going on, snuggled closer to Tom. He began
kissing the powerful body. Tom began to stir in his sleep, and a big
smile began to play on his face as Sam's kisses gave him pleasure.
Sam hesitated a moment when he got to Tom's stomach. His whole life's
experience and training made it seem abhorent and dirty to go any
further, but his body would not be detered.
He watched as Tom's penis stirred, reflecting the pleasure he was
getting from Sam's kisses on his belly. Sam watched it fascinated. He
had, of course, seen erections before, but never in this light. It just
seemed to cry out for some of the same attention he'd given the rest of
Tom's body. Tentatively, he gave the organ a small kiss. It stirred in
return. Sam was fascinated at this reaction, and repeated it. The penis
repeated it's stirring, and seemed to grow a little bigger.
Sam kissed the organ a third time, this time with more feeling, and the
organ visibly grew, twitching in its reaction. Some instinct in Sam's
body took over, and he took the organ into his mouth. It grew like an
old friend, stirring eagerly.
Tom moaned, and came to the verge of wakefulness. He let out small moans
of pleasure.
Sam's body heard the moans, and redoubled their efforts to bring
pleasure to this man who had served it so well the night before. Sam
began working on the organ in earnest.
Tom woke with a louder moan, and, knowing immediately what was
happening, removed Sam from his penis. He laid Sam on his back, and
mounted him. Sam was already well lubricated.
Sam responded with several orgasms before Tom had one of his own. The
pleasure seemed even greater for some reason.
Tom did not resist when Sam held him after his orgasm. They lay coupled
in their embrace for some time on the bed. Finally, Tom kissed Sam
passionately, and rolled off.
"Sam," Tom said quietly, "you really know how to wake a guy up."
For some reason, the compliment pleased Sam immensely. He rolled over,
and began kissing Tom again.
"Woah!" cried Tom. "You may think of me as a stud, but I am not as young
as I once was, and it does take a while to recover."
Sam was disappointed, but accepted this with a kiss before he rolled
onto his back.
Tom just held him lightly, and they lay embracing each other for some
time.
After a while, Tom spoke, "Sam, while I could drink you with my eyes all
day long, I do need a little something more solid to regain my strength.
Get dressed. It's breakfast time."
Sam would have much rather gone without breakfast for another encounter
with Tom, he admitted to himself. However, he felt some hunger pangs
too, and accepted the inevitable. Sam opened the suitcase, and pulled
out the sun dress. It seemed just the right thing for this morning, he
thought. He slipped into his panties, and decided not to wear the
pantyhose. Maybe he was hoping for a rematch, and did not want the silly
garment in his way.
Tom was now dressed, and they went out into the morning sun arm in arm.
Sam felt on top of the world this morning.
They returned to the room after breakfast to change into swim clothes.
Tom grabbed his trunks to change in the bathroom, but Sam stopped him in
his tracks.
"Come on, big boy," he teased, "it isn't anything I haven't seen
before."
Tom had to laugh, but slipped into the trunks right there.
Sam was putting on Susan's bikini at the same time. Susan was a little
smaller up top, and Sam filled the bikini bra to overflowing. He had to
laugh at that.
Tom obviously liked what he saw.
52 Chapter - On the Beach
Tom laid a beach blanket on the sand, and they both lay down on it. Sam
felt euphoric just being next to him on the blanket.
"Oh, darn," Sam said, as the heat of the sun began to play on him, "I
need some sun tan lotion."
"Let me help," Tom offered.
Sam surrendered to Tom's sure fingers applying the lotion. He also got
his bikini bottom very wet.
Tom laughed as he massaged the lotion up Sam's legs and discovered the
damp area.
"There is more to life than sex," he admonished.
"Yea?" Sam answered. "What?"
Tom laughed even harder, but did not answer.
Tom went in the water, and began frollicing in the surf. Sam watched for
a while. He really did not feel the desire to go in just yet.
Sam found one of the books Susan had packed, and began reading it. It
was Gwen's newest novel, not even released to the public yet. He opened
the book and found that Gwen had autographed it for him, "To Sam Gordon,
who keeps hurting me deeply, and who I can't help but forgive. Love,
Gwen."
Sam closed the book and tears began to flow down his face.
"Sam," Tom said, now back from the ocean, "what's wrong?"
"Oh," Sam replied, "it's nothing. Or maybe everything. I am so
confused."
"Maybe it would help if you talk about it," Tom offered. "I make a good
listener."
"Oh, thank you Tom. I just don't know what to say, or even how to put it
into words."
"We have all day," Tom counselled. "Just say whatever comes to mind."
"Well," Sam wept, "I don't know where to begin. I'm confused about
everything; about you and me, about the group, about being a woman or a
man. Oh, hell I just don't know."
"Maybe," Sam acknowledged. "I really don't know much about you. I know I
like being with you, though." A little smile crept through Sam's tears.
"Well," Tom began, "there really isn't anything exciting about me."
Sam laughed now, "Ha! I find a lot exciting about you."
"What you see before you was really born a week ago. I never had a
girlhood. I never went to a prom, or was in a sorority. Instead, I was
born of working class parents, had a normal boyhood, and just drifted
into sales.
"I liked girls, and that was my downfall. I chased them so much that
some of them took exception to me, and you see the results in front of
you. "The only trouble is that I kind of like being a girl, especially
around you. That's where I get confused.
"I know I shouldn't like anything about it, particularly in the
circumstances I find myself. And, I don't like a lot of things, mostly
the threat they have of keeping me as a girl forever if I don't behave,
but I do like others."
"Oh, I'm making a mess of this whole thing," Sam continued.
"I know I was an idiot, and if I was really a girl, I probably would
have voted to turn me into this, but I kind of resent it and like it at
the same time."
"Wow," Tom interjected.
"Anyway, I can't help wanting men, but not wanting them at the same
time."
"Are you telling me you don't want me?" Tom asked.
"Oh, no," Sam responded. "I think I'm in love with you. I just don't
know."
Tom took Sam in his arms to calm him. Sam melted in the welcoming arms.
"Sam," Tom said softly, "I know it is hard on you, but I think I am in
love with you too. "You know, I never liked you as a guy, but you turned
into quite a woman."
53 Chapter - More Secrets Bared
"Oh, Tom," Sam was crying openly now, "I KNOW I love you, but I can't
see any future. I don't even really know how to be a woman, and I'm not
sure if I want to be one either. In any case, the girls can change me
back, or make my condition permanent, on a whim."
Tom laughed, "Is that all?"
Sam, still crying, was confused by this last statement.
"Let me put your mind at ease," Tom said. "First of all, there really is
a "fixer" shot. I talked to Gloria about it. It could make a bunch of
money for my company. However, most of the subjects she's worked with
don't even need it. The change stays in place, and reversible, for as
long as they want.
"I know they threatened you with the shot, but the needle they made a
big show of is filled with saline solution. Gloria is much too
responsible a scientist to leave something that devestating around
without proper supervision. Anyway, no one has threatened you with it
for several days now, have they?"
Sam thought, and had to admit he had not even seen the needle since the
Washington trip.
"Sam," Tom continued, "the girls started this as a punishment. I think
Carol still might be mad at you, but the others see you as just another
one of the girls now. And Gloria is ecstatic that you have adapted to
the female role so completely. I can't say it displeases me either.
"They all agreed that they would turn you back to your old self any time
you asked, but you would have to ask. They actually like having Samantha
around now, as I do."
"Oh, hell," Sam said, crying again, "that makes it even harder."
"Well," Tom said, "we can't sit here and cry all day. Let's go down town
and explore the gyp shops."
Sam followed him numbly to the motel to change.
They stripped their swim clothes off, and turned to dress.
Sam openly stared at Tom's naked body. Something inside him made him
reach out and grab Tom. He led the poor man to the bed by his penis.
"Make love to me," Sam begged. "Please."
Tom complied before they got dressed and went to visit the souvenier
shops.
Sam looked at the wares with new eyes. The gaudy baubles seemed more fun
now, for some reason. He picked things over with pleasure.
Tom bought him a big stuffed teddy bear, just for fun.
They walked back to the motel hand in hand.
"They will really turn me back if I ask?" Sam blurted. "Yep, any time
you ask. But, to be selfish, I kind of hoped you wouldn't ask too soon,"
Tom said, looking a little down.
"Well," Sam said with conviction, "it won't be today. Feed me!"
Tom brightened, and they went out to one of the best seafood places on
the beach.
54 Chapter - Mutual Presents
After lunch, they decided to walk through a local shopping mall, rather
than return to the beach immediately. Both of them were too full to care
about the beach for the moment, and walking through the mall might walk
some of the lethargy off.
They had walked the length of the mall, and were seated on a bench put
there for weary shoppers, when Tom dragged out his wallet. He took
several bills out, and handed them to Sam.
"Why don't you go over to Penney's and buy something pretty for
yourself," he suggested. "I think I want to look in the computer store
over there for a few minutes."
He gave Sam's hand a firm squeeze, and walked off to the store.
Sam did not really want to go shopping. He was quite content to stay
with Tom, but he bowed to the inevitable. He took Tom's offering, and
went to the indicated store. He also seemed to be getting pretty good at
following suggestions.
As he walked to the store, he folded the bills Tom had given him. He was
stunned when he noticed that there were three hundred dollar bills, a
couple of fifties, and some twenties. He could not recall ever having
taken that much cash to go shopping.
He went into the ladies department, now determined to buy something that
Tom would really like. He began to look through the racks. He was
considerably slower than Susan and the others, but he was getting the
job done. At last he spotted a very pretty dress.
The dress was a bright floral print in a short sleeved shirtwaist style.
The synthetic fabric slipped sensuously through his fingers as he
examined it. The neck was open, and had little tiny buttons down the
bodice. The skirt was full, and the little buttons came down several
inches below the waist line. He could tell the skirt was longer than he
had been wearing, but thought the effect would impress Tom. He rushed to
the dressing room to try the dress on.
It fit beautifully, and the mirror showed that it flattered him even
more than he had hoped. He stood entranced in front of the mirror for a
few moments, studying the image. He really did not want to take it off.
A sales lady approached, and watched him posing in front of the mirror.
"Oh," she said, startling him a bit, "that looks lovely on you."
"I love it," Sam told her. "It almost seems a shame to take it off to
pay for it."
"Well," the sales lady chuckled, "I guess I could just take the tags and
let you wear it out."
Sam studied his reflection again, and conceded, "You have a deal."
The dress cost ninety dollars, but Sam though it was well worth the
price.
Sam went to the lingerie department. He thought the dress needed
something on his legs to compliment it. He looked through the hose, and
let another sales lady help him pick a shade to go with the dress. He
specified stockings, not pantyhose. He was paying for the hose, when he
remembered he didn't have anything to hold them up with him, so he had
the lady rush back to get a garter belt for him. He knew Tom would like
the stockings better than pantyhose.
He left the store, and found a public ladies room. He rushed into a
stall, and quickly slipped into the underwear. The mirrors in the rest
room did not really show how well the stockings looked, but he saw
enough to be satisfied. He went back to the mall to see if he could
surprise Tom.
Tom was seated on the bench they had occupied before going off in
separate directions. The way his face lit up when he saw Sam in his new
purchase confirmed that he had used Tom's money wisely.
Tom stood, and they went to a coffee shop, arm in arm.
"Sam," Tom spoke, "I don't think I ever spent so little money to reap
such beauty."
Sam flushed at the compliment, but was really very pleased at every
word.
Tom stood, and pulled something from his pocket. He opened the small
box, and draped a necklace around Sam's neck.
"Lovely," was all he said.
Sam was impatient. He could not see the necklace, though he was pleased
that Tom liked it so much. He fished around in his purse until he found
a compact, and opened it.
The diamond necklace glittered in the reflection, even through the layer
of powder on the mirror. Sam could see why Tom had been impressed.
"Oh, Tom," Sam said, "it is beautiful, and it goes so well with my new
dress."
Tom chuckled. "I bet it looks good without the dress too."
Now Sam giggled, "Well, I think we will find that out shortly."
They walked out to the car with Tom's arm securely around Sam's waist.
Back at the motel, they began changing into swim suits. Sam was very
careful to lay out the new dress, so it did not wrinkle. He undressed
slowly, both to give himself time to make sure he didn't muss the
clothes and to make sure Tom got a chance to enjoy his view.
Tom had changed quickly, and was, indeed, enjoying the view. He watched
every move, every jiggle of Sam's breasts.
Finally, he said, "See, the necklace does look good without the dress."
Sam reddened, but laughed. The glitter of the stones did look quite nice
on his neck, he saw in the dresser mirror.
55 Chapter - The Sands of ?
They went out to the beach, where Sam laid on the blanket and read,
while Tom played in the surf. Sam really wanted to join him, but was
afraid it would ruin his hair, and he might lose the necklace in the
water. He made do with Gwen's new book.
Sam had never seen what women saw in all those romantic novels he saw in
supermarkets. He had never read any, but he did not read much of
anything. However, he had decided they were not for him. They were
women's things, after all. Gwen's book was a romance, and he found
himself getting entwined in the story line. He identified with the
heroine, for some reason. He read chapter after chapter in rapt
attention.
He did not notice that Tom had returned until he plopped down on the
blanket, and began massaging his back. It felt good. He looked up from
his book and smiled.
"Is that a new one from Gwen?" he asked.
"Yes," Sam answered. "I never read any of her books before. She is
really quite good."
Tom laughed, "I have not read much of her either, but I know she is
good. So does her publisher, and her agent."
"I don't want to talk about Gwen right now," Sam said.
"OK, what do you want to do?" Tom asked, with a mischieveous grin on his
face.
Sam found himself laughing, "There will be plenty of time for THAT
later."
Tom laughed as well.
"Tom," he blurted, "how come you never married Jane?"
Tom laughed before beginning his reply.
"Well," he began, "I almost did, but things just did not work out right.
I was going to ask her to marry me after my senior year at college, but
my father passed away, and I had to leave school. "I spent the next few
years building the company, and did not get much chance to see her. Over
that time things had changed somehow.
"You see, I found that I did not love Jane any more than any of the
other girls. I love them all deeply. Picking one, even Jane, from the
group would have ruined the special thing we all have together.
"Of course, I would really like to marry the whole bunch of them, but
they don't seem too fond of the idea of moving to some country where
harems are legal."
Tom laughed again, and Sam joined in.
"Anyway," he continued, "I think the girls and I have something more
special than the normal boy -- girl romantic love, and changing that
would be a real tragedy. I think the girls are of the same mind too,
though I am sure that any of them would be my wife if I were to ask."
"Why so serious, Sam?" Tom changed the subject. "This is supposed to be
a day of fun at the beach."
"Oh," Sam answered, "I am having fun. In fact, this is the most fun I
have had in years. I am just wondering how an adorable hunk like you
escaped the altar."
"It was easy," Tom laughed. "They all wouldn't come to Utah at the same
time!"
Tom grabbed Sam's hand, and pulled him up. They walked hand in hand down
the beach.
Sam felt strangely proud to be seen with Tom this way. Even the open
stares of the other guys on the beach did not bother him.
They went back to the motel, and Tom went into the shower to get the
salt off him. Sam took off the bikini, and wrapped a towel around his
body, waiting for his turn.
56 Chapter - Emergency Action
Tom called something from in the shower, but Sam couldn't make it out.
He went into the tiny bathroom, and Tom's hand snatched him into the
shower with him.
Sam laughed as Tom began rubbing soap all over him. The slippery
substance made Tom's hands glide over his body in a really sensuous
manner. He liked it very much.
Tom spun him around and, the jets of water rinsed them both off. They
were both laughing and enjoying the wet shower, when it dawned on Sam
that his head was under the nozzle.
"Oh darn!" Sam exclaimed, hurrying out of the shower cubicle.
"What's the matter, Sam?"
"Oh, I got my hair all wet, and I have no idea how to fix it. It is
probably ruined," Sam explained, now sobbing a little.
"I'm sorry," Tom tried to apologize.
"No," Sam countered, "it wasn't your fault. I knew not to get my hair
wet, but I was having such a good time with you in the shower, it got
wet anyhow. Now, you will probably be stuck with a scarecrow for the
rest of the day."
"But a nice looking scarecrow," Tom laughed lightly.
Sam playfully took a jab at Tom. It did not do anything to solve his
problem though.
"You mean Susan and the others really didn't show you how to take care
of your hair?" Tom asked, seriously now.
"No," Sam admitted, "they may have tried, but I was not a very good
student for the first few days. I can barely get lipstick on my face."
"Well," Tom said brightly, "we can solve the immediate problem. I'll
just drive you to a beauty shop. They can dry your hair and fix it up
right."
"Oh, Tom," Sam said, "that would be nice, but you have already spent so
much on me, and I really don't want to spoil the rest of the day for
you."
"Don't be silly," Tom countered, now drying Sam off with one of the
towels. "We'll get you all fixed up, and then you can help me enjoy the
rest of the day. Deal?" Sam brightened, and agreed.
They found a beauty shop only a couple of doors down from the motel. Tom
insisted on walking with Sam there, and they went in together.
"I am afraid I ruined this lady's hairdo," Tom explained to the girl in
the shop. "I was washing the car, and sprayed water all over her hair. I
promised to get somebody to fix it for her. Can you help us?"
The girl laughed, and Sam was laughing at the big lie himself.
"You came to the right place," the girl answered. "I'll just dry her and
brush her out. It should only take a half hour or so."
"Great!" Tom said. "Fix her up right. I'll go down the street for a bit
and be back in a half hour to settle up for the damages."
Tom left, and Sam was put under the dryer.
Sam was already dried and combed out when Tom returned. He was carrying
a big bunch of flowers, which he gave to the salon girl.
"Think of the flowers as a tip," he laughed. "Now, how much do I owe you
for fixing her better than new?"
Sam and Tom left after he paid the agreed upon price, and added a
handsome tip.
"Washing the car, huh?" Sam said, laughing.
"It was the first good excuse I could think of," Tom answered, laughing.
"I never had a car with as nice a body as you."
Sam loved the compliment, and showed it as he kissed Tom right there on
the sidewalk.
57 Chapter - The Road Home
"Well," Tom said, "I guess we had better get our things together and
head on back. Tomorrow is a working day for us poor wage slaves."
Sam was disappointed that the day was going to end so soon, and must
have shown it.
"We will stop at a nice restaurant before we head back, though," he
added. "I'm still a growing boy, and I like to show you off."
Sam just leaned closer to him for the rest of the walk back to the
motel.
They had dinner in a classy seafood restaurant, and began the drive back
to the city. Sam was full of food, and Tom had his arm in the accustomed
position across his shoulders. He was satisfied.
"Sam," Tom said, "I really did enjoy the day with you. You did kind of
surprise me with that dress, though. How did you know I liked my women
in dresses?"
Sam giggled, "I just picked it in hopes of pleasing you. Looks like I
guessed right."
"The only thing that pleased me more was taking it off you," Tom
laughed.
Sam giggled, "Oh, you are just like a man!"
"I have to plead guilty to that," Tom laughed.
They continued the small talk during the drive. They never directly
mentioned the sex, but most of the allusions were to it.
Somewhere past the halfway point, Sam took Tom's arm from his shoulders,
and planted the hand on his knee. He would never have thought he would
do something like this, but it just seemed right. He knew his intentions
were not misunderstood as Tom's hand began exploring the leg.
Too soon, they pulled up in front of the apartment house, and Tom took
Sam upstairs, the suitcase in his hand. He kissed Sam in the hallway
before ringing the bell.
Susan opened the door, laughing, "Ah, the wayward ones return!"
"Yes, ma'am," Tom laughed. "They call me 'bring 'em back alive Bender!'"
All three were laughing now.
Tom refused coffee, saying he had a business trip to prepare for. He
left a few minutes later.
"Well," Susan asked, "how was your day at the beach?"
"Oh," Sam answered, "merely terrific!" They both laughed.
"Oh, what a lovely dress, Sam," Susan complimented. "Where did you get
it?"
"Tom bought it for me," Sam answered lightly.
"Tom?" Susan was surprised. "Tom Bender? If you put all he knows about
fashion on the head of a pin, you could still write the Lord's prayer
with room left over!"
"Oh," Sam laughed. "He gave me the money and told me to buy something
pretty. I thought this was, and bought it with his money. He seemed to
like it."
"I can imagine," Susan said. "It is very nice. You must have learned
something in the past ten days."
"I learned a lot of things," Sam said, suddenly serious. "Susan, can we
talk a little?"
"Sure, Sam," Susan answered. "What is on your mind?"
"Susan, when you girls first changed me, I did not like the idea at
all," Sam began. "But, as time went on, I found I was actually enjoying
some of it, particularly with Tom.
"Now, Tom told me all about you girls agreeing to turn me back to my old
self if I asked. He also told me about the last needle being a hoax."
Susan started to say something, but Sam stopped her.
"Well, I think maybe I should stay a girl for a little longer," Sam
said, thinking of Tom. "I know I have a lot to learn, and you might not
want me to, but I think I'd like to stay this way for a little longer."
"Well, at least as long as Tom likes me this way," Sam concluded weakly.
"Sam," Susan replied, "I don't know what to say. Of course you can stay
this way if you want. I have come to think of you as a little sister
anyway."
The two embraced, tears running down their cheeks.
----End
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