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DON'T BE TOO FAMILIAR V
CHAPTER TEN
Marveling at what had just transpired, Jacob looks over the incredible
sleeping form of Laura. She had just had her way with him, and he enjoyed
it. She had pushed him back on the bed and straddled her lover. Climbing
on top was ok, as far as Jacob was concerned as she impaled herself on
his waiting hardon. He expected to have her ride his excitement,
fulfilling her need to be in control.
He did not expect that after she positioned his penis deep inside
herself, she would grab his shaved legs and reposition herself between
his legs that she spread wide. Her legs were now closed and clamping his
erection in a very unfamiliar way. Lifting his legs toward her shoulders,
he was now helpless, and the added pressure on his penis confused him as
to what he felt. Seeing his penis enter and retreat from her vagina
didn't help the feeling that maybe she owned the penis as the added
pressure changed his reality. It felt like he was being fucked with his
penis.
When she kissed his legs, she held fast and then licked her captive's
inner calves; his mind went into overload. The visual and helplessness
coupled with his high-pitched grunts seemed so unnatural and right at the
same time. This woman is teaching him things that no book could ever
reveal.
Suddenly, Jacob realizes that he has no idea how long she will be out. He
has used aqua dots as his knockout drug. A dizzy spell comes over him as
he kicks off the silk sheets Laura has covered him in. Uncovering
himself, he scootched to the side of the bed. Now in a hurry to
accomplish something other than what Laura has in mind, he slides down
the side of the mattress.
This can not be right. His feet should have hit the floor first and then
standing. Instead, he slid down to his feet. The room seemed more
significant. He had shrunk. There is no other way to explain the new
perspective. Seeing himself, he judged that he was considerably thinner.
He must see if the book in this very same room has answers. Not only for
Luke but now for himself.
Looking at his mentor and the Love/Hate feeling that entraps his
existence, he moves to rectify what is happening. Feeling very off, now
not under Laura's influence, he staggers to the podium. A very large
ancient book bound in some leather sits in the moonlight that a single
high window seems to direct a beam directly at it, sits waiting for
someone to peruse its pages.
Coming into the proximity of the book seems to cause a charge in the air.
Scars appear along its binding, speaking of rude handling in its past.
Jacob has always been an admirer of old books and books in general,
strokes gently the prevalent injuries along its cover. The book seems to
respond.
The much smaller Jacob gently opens the ancient manuscript with
reverence. The gentle nature that the book receives is not lost in its
existence. It has been a long millennium that this book has endured with
its current mistress. In response, the book turns its pages to the
desired passage. Unfortunately, the book is in a language that Jacob does
not comprehend.
Understanding the language gap, the book's manuscript repeatedly changes,
trying to get its information across. A frustrated book finally gives up
the hope for redemption and appreciates being handled with respect.
Jacob, equally frustrated, feels the effect of the collard greens that he
had ingested. He goes back to bed, waiting for what may come. Laura is
shaking him awake. She seems not to know that she was out of control for
some time.
"Don't forget your helmet when you go home today, little one. We would
not want anything to happen to you."
Jacob was being dismissed again. He didn't let on that he knew she had
changed him. Laura handed Jacob a bottle of "moisturizer." Olive oil and
herbs, no more nasty commercial moisturizers, please. The herbs will add
to your skin's health and well-being, Laura instructed. Hopefully, the
pictures he attained of the book can be of use to try and translate.
A wanton kiss at her door, and Jacob headed back to the tributary where
he left his motorized skiff. Greatly disturbed at his now small stature,
he realized he was now the smallest boy in his grade both by height and
girth. Still, he was banging the hottest piece of ass in his county.
Well, he was being hit by the hottest piece of ass in his county.
Where was his skiff? Nothing but a dock at the tributary and three
alligators. Three very large alligators. Heading back up the trail, Jacob
has no choice but to see if Laura can help. What did she mean by wearing
my helmet? Entering the expansive valley, Jacob checks his pockets. What
is this key? He wonders.
Going around the front holding a set of keys he didn't recognize, he sees
a motorcycle. A KZ-650 with a dented gas tank and "Rice Burner" emblazed
on one side sits waiting for its rider's return. The key fits, and the
white helmet is a good fit for Jacob. His small frame is just enough to
handle the impressive low gear horsepower now residing between his legs.
Setting off with knowledge new to his existence, Jacob handles his new
form of transport in a joyous new way. Magic is truly a life-changing
embodiment. He didn't know if he could help Lulu or even himself at this
point, but the ride is magnificent. It didn't sit well being such a small
specimen of the male population. He wasn't the largest before, but he
could hold his own. Now he was not so sure.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Home again, this time from the East side of his house. Tax payer's money
is providing an excellent road system back to his Father's homestead.
Arriving home, Jacob's father shakes his head at the albatross that is
his son. As Longhorn Foghorn would say, "There is something kind of ewe
about a boy that knows nothing about baseball."
"How can he ride a motorcycle and still be so effeminate?" his father
wondered. It seemed at odds with what his father tried to emulate for his
son. He knew that Jessie had died and had a significant impact on their
son's psyche, but the motorcycle and dress were just not computing. He
didn't even have any body hair. His son was leaning a certain way.
Jacob's skiff was right where he left it. The motor and driving apparatus
was just as he remembered. His room contained questionable items that
didn't seem to fit with his personality. Seeing them, however, brought
forward new feelings.
Soon a large butt plug was fitted into place. A strange panty was fitted
over his new best friend, and that is when he noticed that no hairs were
anywhere on his body. The lotion that his lover had endowed him with soon
was spread over his entire body. Opening his wardrobe, he noticed
lingerie and pantyhose.
It was impossible not to dress up now that he was fully plugged.
Pantyhose was the first indulgence, followed by silky lingerie. As he
applied his extensive makeup, he remembered that his father said this
made him very uncomfortable. Fingernail polish was painted across his
slightly longer than normal fingernails.
The unfamiliar black dress and heels felt as if he always had worn them.
Then he remembered the ointment that Laura had given him. Removing
everything but the makeup, Laura wanted every inch covered. Jacob
liberally applied the natural oil and herbs to every part of his body.
Now fully dressed in the hose and little back dress oiled down in the
best tradition of soothing his skin, Jacob felt normal.
Silver earrings and three rings now completed his everyday look that his
father detested. Seeing the aggravation on his father's face, Jacob went
out to his motorcycle and hefted his sexy shaved leg across the seat. His
black heeled shoe is coming to rest on the footpeg. Tucking his dress
under himself, he could ride unimpeded without showing more than he
intended to. His purse slung across his shoulder; he headed to his
favorite bar.
At this point, Jacob had a few sugar daddies. Sexy in his own right,
Jacob was not a girl. His small stature and lithe body, however, still
brought in a group of admirers. His dressing as a woman helped this
occurrence. Free drinks and letting some locals paw at him also affirmed
his femininity. It is hard to humble when you are so sexy.
Laura must have affected him more than he realized. If he had not drugged
her, he wondered what he would look like now. Would he also resemble a
feline woman or something more nefarious? The clothes he was wearing now
felt so good; he could not imagine wearing "boy clothes." His father will
have to deal with what he knows is his new reality.
A few awkward meals with his father and Jacob's next appointment is
around the corner. Heading out to tuck his dress under himself and ride
the motorcycle to his appointed time, Jacob disembarks the bike and heads
off to his skiff. Once underway, he enjoys the cool breeze blowing up his
dress across his pantyhose-covered legs. His feet point at the added
indulgences of feelings unknown to this young man as his skin receives
messages of silky pleasures rubbing his form in new ways. The motor makes
the skiff bounce on the water's rough surface, causing his butt plug to
make its self known.
Jacob is unsure what to expect from Laura as he doesn't remember her
wanting him to become feminine. Now he will show up at her property
dressed as a sexy young lover, for all practical purposes, female.
Traversing down the path in his high heels, hose, dress, and makeup,
Jacob wonders if his hair has become long enough to pull off his new
look. At the exit of the pathway, he becomes caught in the giant
spiderweb.
Stuck off the ground by three feet, Jacob is tantalized by being
immobilized in his new clothes of choice. Spread eagle in a delicate
helpless position waiting for whatever fate is to befall him. Looking to
the right, he sees his glossy nails being further encapsulated in the
web. Looking down, he witnesses his sexy feet in heels and shinny hosiery
being engulfed almost like cotton candy. A slight pull as the web
tightens its grasp causes him to have a slight erection as his now longer
hair is tied from behind.
Laura is now standing in front of him.
"I thought you might enjoy the complete treatment. Since you witnessed
Nicholas's capture and Luke's, I figured you would enjoy your capture,"
Laura indicated.
Answering would have been possible if the web had not been adulateing
Jacob's butt plug and having gagged the beautiful transvestite. Jacob
watched as Laura brought out her whip. Before she freed the trapped
specimen, she moved forward and felt up and down her captive's legs. She
loved a young man in pantyhose. Somehow they seemed to have sexier legs
than most natural women.
Standing back, Laura brought her whip to bear. Jacob was cut down in two
slices of her whip. Now the crossdressed Jacob followed his lover as if
he had no choice. He is led straight to the barn. Naked, hairless, oiled
down, and makeup added to what he already had painted on, he is pressed
into the "X" and shackled in place.
Laura proceeds to the cauldron that has been on simmer for two months
now. She is anxious that she may have made a very bad bundle when she
dumped its contents all those weeks ago. A ladle of its contents is
brought into Jacob's view. Looking much like Luke after she had addressed
his initial, non-magical changes, Jacob was not going to be cooperative.
Laura smiles and grabs his nose. In a short moment, he will receive what
she has intended for him.
Jacob has no choice. Swallowing a magical elixir, he starts to change
physically. There are no cat ears or tail, but he no longer has a penis.
His waist starts to draw in on itself as his hips widen. Laura starts
adjusting the seat to align with the double dildos. Another swallow of
the pot's contents and Jacob is eager for the remainder of its contents.
An aphrodisiac is an understatement. His legs have already taken on an
ultra-feminine shape; his tiny feet have become even more so and much
more delicate.
Laura starts the water wheel with much anticipation. Watching her virgin
plaything being fucked for the first time in a long time pleasure that
took much too long to bring to fruition. As she will be additional feed
spoons of elixir, she will be brought to the most delicious form. Each
swallow of potion combined with the thrust of her new receiving orifices
will pump up new breasts. She will be a knockout. Jacob will soon be
known as Jessica.
Watching the helpless Jacob being turned into a sexy woman was just what
Laura wanted. Each thrust of the olive and cocobolo dildo added to her
breasts shape and size. A sexy horny woman ready for her next phase. Each
thrust brought Jacob into a new existence. He had witnessed in Luke and
indeed participated, now felt first hand the exquisite pleasures of being
turned against his will into a wanton needy animal waiting to be used in
any way that would perpetuate his needs.
An excited Laura started releasing Jessica from her bonds. Spreading a
sweet oil and herb mixture all over her lithe body, Laura massaged in the
fragrant oil. Jessica waited for direction. The past two hours had
limited her capacity to think for herself. She was being screwed while
Laura played with her growing tits and squeezed her lips around the
attacking dildos with her fingers and pressing her lips and tongue around
her new inflated nipples. The new sexy legs that had strained against
silver manacles were weak with sexual excitement. Jessica was a complete
woman now. Sexy as any have ever been. She did not know what to do at
this point, but she did see Lulu out of the corner of her eyes. Was that
fucking cat laughing?
Laura offered her a glass of the elixir. Jessica drank it greedily. The
aphrodisiac was appreciated. Naked and sexually charged Jessica wanted
some action or clothes. Walking behind her mentor was a new experience.
Her unique shape dictates a whole new way to maneuver. Walking like a
tomboy was over. Jessica was all woman now, and her gait was direct
evidence.
"Time is short due to your cousin and yourself, but I want to show you
what your new equipment feels like. Women taste so much better than men."
In Laura's bedroom again, the cat tried to gain access, but Laura was too
quick and closed the door. Again a bath is poured, and this time, Jessica
is ordered to enter. A full body massage is administered to the newly
created female. Jessica is on the receiving end of pampering the like of
which she has never known. Soapy fragrant bubbles are rubbed in every
nook and cranny. Her sexy form is moved and placed in its best light.
This shows the new woman just how beautiful she is.
Led to Laura's bed, Jessica learns what it is like to be eaten out. "OH
GOD," Jessica exclaims. Laura is enjoying teaching the sexual extremes
that a woman can enjoy. Jessica just had her first female orgasm. She is
looking forward to so many more.
"Do that again, lover," Jessica asks.
Laura half laughs as she straps on her fake penis. A monster designed to
make anyone submissive. She has better ideas.
Leaning in, she takes Jessica's nipple into her mouth while pressing her
phallus on her new vaginal lips. Entering the somewhat virgin territory,
Laura is rewarded with an audible high-pitched gasp. Jessica is now going
to learn what it feels like to be someone's woman. Working her new toy as
an experienced lover, she lets the former Jacob know that time is of the
essence, and tomorrow morning they will need to start the sculpting
process.
CHAPTER TWELVE
A well-serviced and educated Jessica is led naked down to the fireplace.
Early morning does nothing for the young individual that a few months
hence was a strapping young man. Now a beautiful auburn colored haired
sexy woman in every way will pose for a new piece of art that Laura has
envisioned. A strong ash pole is stuck in the table as if it will be the
final display for the most recent work of art Laura is about to create.
"We will need to perform a small amount of magic so that you can maintain
your sexy pose."
"What do you mean?" Jessica inquires.
"Do you see where the pole is? I want to break with tradition and make a
modern sculpture. A stripper at work on her pole."
"I will position you on the pole and turn the mirror so that you can see
the desired pose. I will need to add these temporary supports so that you
can maintain your pose."
Jessica soon found herself contorted around the ash pole. Laura pulled a
single long hair from her head and tied Jessica's wrist to the pole. It
was now stuck fast. Lifting her into an upsidedown position, Luara tied a
second hair around Jessica's knee to the ash pole. Bound in the throughs
of a stripper contorting around her pole in a sensual position, Laura
started slightly adjusting the position to get the perfect form.
"Now that your position is pleasing, we need to get your facial
expression just right." Laura pulled a parsnip from the table and
inserted it into Jessica's cunt. The green stem hung like a hanging
garden from her smooth snatch. Moving it in and out, Laura strung one of
her long hairs across Jessica's face. The wanton expression remained
frozen on her subject's face.
Lulu was suddenly in Jessica's frozen eyesight. A couple of courtesy
poles were added for support. The cat was lying on the table as Laura
stepped up to her pile of clay. Spreading an even layer over her model,
Laura was in for a long night. Clay took to the approximately 2mm in
every location soon started to engulf Jessica. Soon an authentic shell
emulating the sexy woman underneath was beginning to emerge. Jessica was
one of the best forms that Laura has ever worked with. The following two
days should see a vast improvement in her work.
Jessica, unable to move, started to be impressed with the work that Laura
was forming. She really is gifted. The body that she has been temporarily
gifted with is sexy beyond measure. Even amongst the fine specimens that
he has already seen, the resulting sculpture will be one of the best.
Laura is closing in on Jessica's head. Two paper funnels are inserted up
Jessica's nose so that she can breathe. The clay that follows is
claustrophobic. Engulfed in clay, she can still see the results as the
mirror portrays every movement made by Luara. The sculpture is
magnificent.
"How will she remove me from the clay, without messing up her artwork,"
Jessica wondered.
Lights were added above the table where the newest sculpture will reside.
It was easy for the workmen to get it right since the end product was
basically in position. Laura added several logs to the fire to "set the
clay."
"I'm going to bed, Jessica." Many of the other models enjoyed several
months of sexual games before becoming encapsulated in her clay. Laura
missed this aspect, but time was running out. All final adjustments to
her sculpture would be performed in the morning, and then the final form
will be preserved.
The morning light brought a sight of awe. Jessica is perfect. The clay
has crusted over, and the end product will be timeless. Lulu is
stretching on top of the table, and employees not seen before seem to be
making the estate ready for something. Two of the hired hands admire the
work in progress, not noticing that someone still occupies the center
that is this sexy sculpture. The one employee gets busy yanking his man
meat egged on by the feminine form sculpted in clay displayed before him.
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