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*This is my first story, I've always thought about writing some in the
past, and had started several, but due to a hard drive crash I lost
everything and never really picked it back up again. This is kind of a
"meat and potatoes" teaser short version of a story that I have been
working on in my mind. If you like this story, please review and let me
know if I should flesh it out -the author*
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ReThink Inc.
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These days, with the way the world had been going after the accident,
there wasn't much going on. Due to the loss of most of the land mass since
then, there really wasn't a lot of things to do for recreational purposes.
Thanks to technological advancements over time, there were a lot of
virtual recreation, or "recall" type of establisments that had popped up
here and there.
I had been to Rethink Inc. a few times in the past. It was one of those
places you go to for a couple hours at a time and after a brief safety run
down on the do's and do nots, you get to sit down in a chair and get
plugged into an array of computers, and health monitoring devices and
relive your fondest memories. I wasn't really sure exactly how it worked,
but basically rather than only remembering bits and pieces of your
memories as you think of them, this contraption really digs into the
fabric of your brain and really allows you to go back and virtually relive
your memories exactly as they had happened. But there could be horrible
consequences if you deviated from the safety protocol. Stories on the news
shows on TV, and in the paper show the worst of what can happen if
something goes wrong. When people come out of their virtual state of mind,
sometimes they didn't come back as the same person as they used to be. In
severe cases where something went wrong, sometimes the person just never
woke up at all.
Lobbyists had been unsuccessful at shutting down these establishments. I
figure it's probably a politics thing, or cash sponsor related. These
places funneling money into the world order to keep them from getting shut
down. Basically, in the end it was advised for your own safety to just not
go...
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I was just your average run of the mill guy. Single. 39 years old. 6' 2",
large build, slightly over weight, with a bit of a beer belly, but most
women generally found me attractive. For some reason I had a hard time
keeping my relationships going. I was one of those people that really
valued being alone, and time after time, when my own personal needs
schedule of being solo wasn't being met it would lead to the break down of
any current relationship. I would end up being alone again.
I had been in a few decent relationships that lasted a year or two, maybe
three here and there. All of my previous girlfriends were generally very
attractive. Even when I wasn't in a relationship, I could usually easily
pull some hot tail in for a few weeks of fucking.
Now that I was in my late thirties, happily used to being alone, and with
the way the world was, getting some action could be pretty difficult.
Because of these issues, I started going to ReThink Inc. to relive some of
the great sex I had with my previous encounters from my younger days.
I had just finished working a 28 day stretch in the fields, and had a
couple days off finally coming my way. Having been a while since my last
real piece of ass, I decided that a trip to ReThink Inc. was in order.
There was recently some stories that were popping up online about some
people that had discovered a hack, if you will, for places like ReThink
Inc. Basically, if you had a fantasy that was based heavily on a memory
you have had in the past, on occasion you could virtually live out that
fantasy just like you would a memory that you would normally relive.
Back in my mid twenties I had been in a short relationship with this
smoking hot little red head. Her name was Cassandra. She was a couple
years younger than I was, probably 5'5"ish, slender build with large B,
Small C cup perfect tits, and the most amazing pussy I had ever stuck my
dick in. But she was bat shit crazy! Our relationship had only lasted
about 3 months, but it was 3 months of the best sex I had ever had. After
that, it seemed like when we were both single, once every few years we
would start talking again, hang out, and end up having a little fuck
session. When she would start getting too attached, and see what an
asshole I was she would disappear again for a while.
There was one fantasy in particular that I had dwelled on for years that
frequently came to mind during my solo masturbation sessions. It was
loosely based on a memory that I had where we had tried fucking and it
didn't work out for some reason. I couldn't finish because I had been
drinking too much. I clearly remember her standing next to the bed, bent
over with her perfect tits hanging slightly as she was pulling her panties
up to her bald snatch. Fastening her bra behind her back and leaving
shortly after... In this fantasy, I was the one standing next to the bed.
I put on her bra and panties and was transformed into her. Then replay my
actual memory in reverse. I unsnap my bra to let my tits hang freely, and
bend over to remove my panties. She on the other hand had been laying on
my bed in this fantasy wearing a pair of my boxers and had transformed
into me. From this point I get on the bed and she starts ravaging my pussy
that had once been hers with my, now her own 7" thick cock...
I lay in my bed, preparing to let sleep take me while I thought about this
fantasy as my cock began to stir. I decided that tomorrow when I went to
ReThink Inc. that I was going to try see if I could virtually live out my
fantasy in detail. I drifted off to a dreamless sleep, eagerly awaiting
tomorrow.
--
The magnet tram ride to ReThink Inc. was fairly uneventful. When the tram
pulled up to the station nearest to my destination, it seemed like nearly
half the occupants had gotten off and we had seemingly formed a line, all
heading to the same place like zombies or drones of some sort. Of course,
most of them all ended up going to ReThink just as I was, so I had to wait
in line when we had all arrived.
The entire wait I was thinking about my fantasy, trying to flesh out any
details that I was hoping would happen, not knowing what the actual
results of my experiment would have. Thoughts had also come to mind of all
of the transgender stories I had read over the years, and wishing that I
could actually experience being a woman. I had thought about operations,
and surgeries to make it happen, but I was far too much of a manly looking
man to ever look like a passable woman, and wouldn't be very attractive,
so I never went through with any of that. Living this fantasy, if
possible, would be as close as I ever get.
Some thirty minutes later, I had finally made my way up to the check in
station. I slid my ID card into the slot to check in and pay the
ridiculous fee for admission was instructed on the on screen instructions
to take a seat in the waiting room and a tech would be with me shortly.
Another fifteen minutes had passed before I was greeted by a young looking
man in a lab coat. "Hello Mr. Robinson? Justin? I'm Chase, I will be
taking you through the safety briefing before you start your ReThink
experience today." With that, he led me to a small room with about a dozen
chairs and a decent sized display monitor on the wall. A few other people
were brought into the same room with me, and we were all seated randomly
throughout the room. The lights dimmed, and the safety video started on
the display shortly after that.
It was your normal run of the mill safety bull shit... No one with a heart
condition. No pregnant women. Blah, Blah, Blah. At the end of the short
video, we were asked by the two techs in the room if we had any final
questions before we begin our experience. I slowly raised my hand, not
sure of what the outcome would be, and was called upon by Chase, the tech
that had greeted me in the waiting room.
"I've recently been hearing about people being have to virtually live out
their fantasies that are loosely based on actual memories, is there any
truth to that, and is there anything bad that could happen from deviating
from the original memory?"
Both of the techs looked at each other, eyes squinted slightly, not quite
sure how to answer my question. Finally the older tech, who's name tag on
his lab coat read "Rutherford" spoke after clearing his throat. "Erm,
while technically that is possible, it is not advised to do such a thing.
The problem being that fantasies tend to... uhhh... Manifest themselves.
Generate their own personalities of sorts I guess you could say. When you
come out of your... Ehh... State of mind... There could be undesired side
effects".
"What kind of side effects?" I asked.
Rutherford responded, "We don't know. As far as we can tell, it has
happened a few times in the past, but the outcome always varies. Sometimes
there are no issues, sometimes the outcome is... poor." he said as he was
scratching one arm through his lab coat. "It is not recommended to try
such a thing, but as you have already agreed to the terms and conditions
during check in when you inserted your ID card, we are not responsible for
any... mmm... Ill effects that may come of such an experience."
With that, we were all taken to individual rooms to start our experience.
The room was pretty plain, nothing but white, with a metal chair with a
control console on the right arm of the car satin the center. I was told
to take a seat.
I sat down and Chase began to hook up all sorts of sensors, and wires to
the health monitoring systems. I was fitted with an IV for fluids to enter
my body as I had chosen a rather long experience and of course I would not
be able to eat or drink during the experience. Finally Chase spoke.
"Alright Mr. Robinson, we are going to begin your experience now. I want
you to think about your... eh hem... Memory you wish to relive. Think
about it briefly, and focus on the beginning. When you are ready to start,
just push the green button on the console."
Even though I had been advised not to try to deviate from the actual
memory, I just had to experience my fantasy. To become Cassandra, and to
have amazing sex with myself. As a woman. I focused on the original memory
of her putting on her undergarments, then I thought about myself doing it
and the change and the sex to ensue.
I pushed the green button with my index finger. The lights in the room
dimmed, and I began to feel my eyes getting heavy. I allowed my eyes to
close.
Darkness overcame me.
--
The scene started to materialize in my mind, and soon I began to feel
awake. I realized that I was in my old house. Back before the accident. I
walked down the hallway into the master bedroom. There was Cassandra,
laying topless on my bed wearing nothing but a pair of my boxers.
It had worked! It must have! This wasn't part of my original memory. I
looked on the floor next to the bed and saw her plain cotton panties with
cute kitties on them, and a black run of the mill bra. I looked at her
laying on the bed, admiring her hotness, and looking at her exposed
breasts. Would they soon be mine?
I reached down and picked up her bra off the floor. Having never put on a
bra before, I wasn't quite sure what do do with it although I had seen
many girls in my past put them on. I put it on backwards around my
midsection and fastened it. I spun it around and put my arms through the
straps.
Nothing was happening yet, as I stood there in her bra, expecting breasts
to start sprouting on my chest. Then I thought about the fantasy and how
it normally played out. I reach down and picked up her panties. I put one
leg through, and then the other. I was bent over, pulling them up my legs
as I noticed the empty cups of the bra hanging loosely on my chest.
As the panties moved up my legs, I felt an odd tingle spread across my
entire body. I was shrinking, and losing body mass rapidly. Continuing to
pull the panties up my legs, I noticed my torso was growing longer as I
remember she had one of those awkwardly long torsos that made it hard for
her to buy shirts that fit properly without showing her cute little belly.
As I continued to draw the panties slowly up my legs I saw long strands of
red hair starting to fall into my face. It was really working! I was going
to get to live my fantasy of being a woman! As I was watching the slow
changes at first while I was pulling up the panties, I noticed that
nothing really substantial was happening on my chest, or to my male
genitals...The rest of the changes happened rather rapidly. As the panties
were pulled tight against my crotch, it was like my cock had just never
been there.
I stood up straight, and looked down to see her amazing tits now on my
chest encased in the cups of the bra. Below that, I saw nothing more than
a smooth mound where my penis has been. I looked over at the bed to see
myself, or should I say, my former body. A slow smirk crept across his
face as he looked at me while starting to pull the boxers down his body
exposing my former slightly above average sized cock standing at full
mast.
Not really sure how much control I had over this whole experience, I knew
what to expect would be coming, but wasn't sure if I could actually
control what was happening. I recalled the warning that Rutherford had
given during the safety briefing that fantasies could manifest themselves,
and generate their own personalities. This made sense as they were not
really memories, but rather this is deviation from my real memory of
fucking Cassandra on this day in my past.
Suddenly I felt uncomfortable about his warning as it crossed my mind.
Knowing that Cassandra was bat shit crazy, and technically she now
possessed my body, I felt uneasy but I had to go along with the ride now
until the experience ended.
I reached behind me to unclasp my bra with ease this time... As had
happened in the fantasy.
I put my thumbs in the sides of my panties and started to bend over to
pull them down. MY perfect tits slightly dangling on my chest as I bent
over to remove them, and step out of the panties leaving them on the
floor. I saw MY pussy for the first time as I was bend over. Completely
shaven, tight lips, and felt a slight feeling of a moist hotness in the
center of my groin
My former body was now completely naked on the bed, boxers had been tossed
away, onto the messy floor of my old house.
I took a few steps over to the bed and got on it with the man that had
been myself and lay next to him. We didn't speak, but rolled on our sides
to face each other as he put his arm around me, placing his hand on the
small of my back above my ass and began to lightly rub it. Our faces
inched toward each other and be began to kiss one another.
Mouth open, eyes closed I began to feel his tongue enter my mouth and
massage my tongue as I lightly massaged his back.
I could feel the heat between my legs growing warmer. Wetter.
We kissed like this for several minutes before breaking apart. I rolled
onto my back as he started to make his way down my body, kissing it every
few inches as he made his way toward his goal. He took one of my nipples
in his mouth and began to suck, and slightly message it with his tongue...
Sparks flew. It felt amazing to have my nipple sucked and played with by
his mouth. He began to kiss his way to my other breast and took that
nipple into his mouth and bit it slightly with his teeth. The wet feeling
in my groin was starting to become very noticeable.
"Harder!" I moaned loudly as he lightly bit my nipple. Yes, I recall she
really liked her nipple bitten a little hard as it really turned her on.
He obliged by biting my nipple harder, and I was instantly blinded by
nothing by stars as the pain and pleasure was coursing though my body.
He left my nipple and started kissing down my belly making his way toward
my... Pussy. Slowly the stars I was seeing started to fade as the pain
from my nipple was starting to ease.
I did love to go down on girls, it was almost a ritual that I did in my
own male body. Going down on a girl, making her squirm until she couldn't
take it anymore. Now I was that girl that was going to squirm. I spread my
legs allowing him easy access to my pussy. Cassandra had one of those
super tight "innie" pussies that didn't look like a whole lot. That is,
until she got excited and it started to really blossom. Thinking back to
myself, she absolutely my favorite girl to eat out. Her pussy would open
slightly exposing its thin pink inner lips, and for whatever reason her
pussy juice was always thick almost like a syrup. I absolutely loved it...
I was snapped back to the current events when I felt a tongue lightly
probing MY feminine flower that was surely about to blossom between my
legs. That pussy that I once loved to lap was now mine for the time being.
Light strokes of his tongue up and down either side of the opening. I felt
the cool air on the saliva trail that my body was leaving behind,
stimulating my pussy. Pleasure was beginning to build in my body, as I
moved my hands to my breasts to start pinching my nipples as my pussy was
being eaten. I began to feel it opening up slightly, and the syrupy juice
began to slowly form at the entrance to my love hole.
This when on for what felt like forever. So much pleasure, but I did not
achieve an orgasm yet.
He started to crawl up my body, as I spread my legs further to allow
better access for what I knew was coming. As he crept into his position,
he took his arm and wiped off the thick juice from his goatee and
mustache. His face inching toward mine, I began to feel the head of his
cock start to rub against the lips of my wanton pussy. Again our lips
touched as we opened our mouths to kiss each other while he slowly began
to enter me.
Cassandra had one of the tightest pussies I had ever experienced as a
male. The first penetration was so tight, but her syrupy juices easily
allowed entrance and allowed you to feel everything on the inside. And as
the fucking continued she began to loosen up deep inside while the entry
lips stayed tight, almost creating a suction on my dick, pulling it in
deeper and deeper.
Yet I would be the one taking what seemed like a monster cock into the
awaiting opening of my syrupy pussy hole. Stars again. My vision was
filled with stars as I experienced the pleasure of the tip of his cock
just parting the inner lips of my flower as he slowly eased all the way
inside me until I could feel his hot nut sack on my ass.
Oh my god.
He was inside me. He feels so big, and my pussy is being stretched to
accommodate his wide member. I could feel every vein, stray hair, and bump
on his rod slowing moving inside be, in and out.
I arched my back in pleasure, desperate to get him deeper inside me as he
again took one of my nipples into his mouth and began to suck
Nothing but stars as I seeing as the pleasure continued to build as he
continued the slow thrusting. He began to flex his phallus inside of me,
expanding the head with the blood flow. I was in heaven, as this was only
increasing my pleasure. His flexing was bringing to stretch me out
slightly deep inside as he started to thrust at a faster pace... In and
out, he was pulling his dick all the way out of me before putting it back
in.
This seemingly allowed some air to enter my open cunt as I was hearing
slight suction sounds as he would pull himself all the way out of me. A
small air bubble formed deep inside of me as he went back to a slower
pace, grinding his pubic bone against my little nub of a clit. Sparks flew
as my pleasure grew and he continued to grind against me. I could feel the
air bubble deep inside was keeping the head of his cock from fully
contacting the walls of my slick pussy. Creating a suction almost on the
head of his cock as it continued to expand as if my body was sucking more
and more blood into the tip. The occasional contact the head of his cock
made inside the void against my walls was incredible. Almost teasing me
toward the edge of what was feeling like the beginning of a mind blowing
female orgasm.
He pushed my legs up toward my head and locked the inside of his elbows at
my bent knees and started to pound me with reckless abandonment pushing
even further up inside me know at this angle.
And then it hit me. The greatest orgasm I?ve ever felt in my life. I
screamed out in pleasure as my pussy released more of it?s syrup like
juices to lube my intruder. He continued to thrust in and out of me amidst
this amazing full body orgasm as I dug my nails into his back.
Jackhammering me in my state of pure bliss, I knew that he would be coming
inside me soon and that my pleasure would soon be coming to an end...
Wet sounds coming from my snatch as our bodies slapped together, I could
feel him expanding inside me as he let out a manly grunt and blew his load
of hot cum deep up inside me, which caused me to have another small orgasm
from the feeling of the heat from his load inside that air bubble that had
formed inside of me.
He leaned in and kissed me with my legs still dangling in the air before
finally letting them down and rolling off of me, with his softening dick
pulling out of me in one slow motion leaving only the sound of a faint wet
plop
We lay next to each other on the bed panting, enjoying the feeling of the
afterglow. After several minutes laying there on the bed catching out
breath. I started to thing to myself. How does the fantasy end? I never
really got past this part when I was masturbating... There was no changing
back, or parting of ways afterwards...
My eyes slowly looked around the room. I was still here. I could see the
creamy pale skin breasts rising and falling on my chest with each breath
of air that I took in and expelled. I could feel his sperm starting to
leak out of my still slightly open cunt, running down my ass. I put a hand
over my vagina to keep it from getting on the sheets, and all over the
floor as I sat up and swung my short legs over the edge of the bed. The
bed being on a log style bed frame was pretty high off the floor, I
noticed as my feet danged off the edge of the bed, not being able to touch
the floor as they usually would. I hopped off the bed and made my way to
the bathroom, with my petite hand still covering my open gash.
I sat down on the toilet, and spread my legs apart slightly to better
allow our love juices to exit my twat into the toilet bowl... *PPFFSFFST*
I heard as I had looked down and realized the air bubble that had been
inside me had let go, creating a wet queefing sound as sperm fell into the
toilet. ?Eww that?s gross,? I said to myself as I reached for some toilet
paper to wipe myself clean.
I felt some residual pleasure as I wiped my groin with a wad of toilet
paper, and closed my eyes. I let the paper fall into the toilet, and
flushed it before standing up and making my way back to the bedroom.
Making my way back to the bedroom, I could feel the breasts on my chest
jiggle slightly with each step. Making my way back through the doorway, I
found there was no one in the room. He... No MY former body was gone.
There was no sight of the normal Cassandra either. Panties, bra and boxers
still laying on the messy floor, and the bed was a mess from the sex we
had just had.
I began to feel slightly concerned. This wasn?t part of the fantasy. Then
again, neither was Cassandra going to the bathroom afterward. I spun
around and walked down the hallway toward the main section of the house
that was once mine before the accident. The house was cold, and silent. I
walked through the dining room into the kitchen and laundry room. No one
was there.
?Hello?? I called out... No answer.
I turned around and headed for the living room, where my old 55? tv was on
its stand front of the used leather couch that was partially chewed by a
dog had been given to me. The free army green suede lounge chair was there
next to it. The table that I had made in high school wood shop class was
there. But there was no sign of any other person in there with me. Looking
out the windows of the house, I saw nothing. No neighbors, no cars, no
houses. It was just white. As if the house was the only thing that
existed.
Feeling worried, I began to think about what Rutherford had said again...
Fantasies manifest themselves... Generating their own personalities...
None of this was part of my fantasy. The fantasy always ended after the
sex, and we hadn?t switched back.
I started walking back to the master bedroom, poking my head inside the
spare bedrooms along to way to check for signs of life. No one. I stopped
back in the bathroom, looking at my body in the mirror. Staring back at me
was Cassandra. He body anyway. I ran a pale skinned hand through my red
hair, seeing it rise and fall in the mirror to the sides of my pale
freckled face. I reached up and cupped my perfect almost gravity defying
breasts, holding them in my hands, lifting them slightly. I released my
hand from my right breast, watching it fall slightly in the mirror and
looked down and I moved my hand toward my crotch. No cock there. Only a
slightly used, still slightly damp cunt. I probed the folds with my
fingers. God what a pussy.
I turned my attention back to my search for life, returning to the empty
master bedroom flopping myself down on the bed. Staring at the ceiling, I
slowly moved my hands across the unfamiliar body that I now occupied. Thin
legs, cute flat belly. Red hair. A pussy. Breasts... I had gotten to live
my fantasy out. My hand made its way back down to my pussy, and I started
lightly stroking the outer lips...
I began to think to myself. My male body is gone. I am alone trapped in
Cassandra?s body, inside my old house, with nothing outside but what
seemed like a thick white fog of nothing. Fantasies manifest themselves.
Generating their own personalities. We didn?t switch back, and I?m still
here with no one else in the house.
It began to occur to me, the fantasy that I had generated from this
previous memory had done nothing but continue to manifest itself over the
years and years of thinking about it. I knew Cassandra was crazy as hell,
and my memory her personality had been transformed into my body, while I
occupied hers. She was gone. I was here.
The ReThink Inc. experience has surely ended by now, and I?m still here
with no way out. I am living my own fantasy, as it continues to manifest.
I had not heeded the warnings and now I was stuck here in this sexy body,
all alone... Alone. Just like I liked it. I am my own fantasy now, while
my original manifested personality of Cassandra had escaped back to the
real world and was now occupying my old male body. If only I have finished
my original fantasy and we had changed back after the sex, maybe I would
have been awakened in my own body.
I let out a feminine scream at the top of my lungs... One of which no one
would hear but myself...
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*Thanks for reading my first story. I hope you can look past any errors I
may have made. This is a broken down short version of a story I?ve been
thinking about for a few months now. I wrote it in 3 hours. If you enjoyed
the read, please leave a review and let me know what you think? If there
is enough demand, perhaps I will fill in the rest of the story line that
leads up to the events of what happens in the story, and maybe I will come
up with an interesting continuation*
Cathalina
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