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Jeffery and Cheryl experiment with science fiction
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
*** Chapter 11 ***
"Geez, I never thought I'd feel like this. I DO want you. And
the longer I think about it, the harder it gets to take my mind off
you." Cheryl started to unbutton and unzip the jeans that Jeffrey had
only finished with.
Jeffrey stopped her, then looked up into her face. "I don't know
if I'm ready. This body's too new to me. I'm not sure if I want you
doing that... with..."
Cheryl put both arms around Jeffrey, which was now very easy for
her. Jeffrey put his head on her shoulder. "It's my fault", she
said. "This is really spectacular. I know what it feels like.
You're ready. You're just not as excited as I am. What did you do to
excite a female when you wanted to...?"
"I was gradual. I'd touch innocent places at first... Kiss,
touch her nipples, rub where she liked it, put my fingers between her
legs..." Jeffrey realized that he was now telling Cheryl what to do
with him. The words, and the images, started to work on him.
Cheryl took him to bed, and kissed him. He didn't resist. She
played with him, gradually stimulating him, like he had done to her
before. She put her hand under his blouse, and touched his bra. He
still didn't resist. Jeffrey's pussy was getting wet. The Device was
even able to produce his scent's effect on Cheryl. It caught her
attention, and made her anticipate the copulation she wanted. The
bulge in her pants had grown, and she removed her jeans and shirt.
Then she put her hands in Jeffrey's pants, and quickly found the
opening of his pussy. She stroked him for a while before sliding a
finger inside. It was very wet.
"Wow..." was all that Jeffrey could say. Cheryl stopped long
enough for them to undress. She now inserted her finger all the way,
feeling the softness around it, and watching Jeffrey fade away into
ecstasy. Finally she couldn't stand it. She climbed on top of him,
but couldn't manage to find the opening with her penis alone. In the
ultimate act of consent, Jeffrey reached between his legs and guided
the tip of her cock into his pussy. Her cock was dry, and it didn't
go in at first. Jeffrey's touch on her penis was driving her crazy.
She started moving, in and out, and with each thrust was moistened a
bit, and slid further in. They both chimed together; "Oooh" as she
penetrated him, her penis finally vanishing into his body. Copulation
lasted for several exhausting minutes... Jeffrey keenly aware of
Cheryl's presence inside him, and Cheryl feeling the semen building
inside her, ready for the climax. They came a moment later, Jeffrey
feeling his cunt tightening involuntarily around Cheryl's member...
and Cheryl feeling the hot come traveling through her body, through
her penis, and finally relieved as it quietly spurted out from her
penis and vanished into Jeffrey's body. She collapsed, penis still
inside, and a few moments later found the energy to move. Her penis,
which was smaller now, slid lazily out of Jeffrey. Neither of them
talked for about 10 or 15 minutes, it seemed.
*** Chapter 11 ***
Cheryl was the first to speak. "I'm never going to forget this.
Now I know just how it feels. I can be a perfect lover, now that I
know what does what! But you know something? We COULD have
forgotten something."
"What?"
"I know we didn't need it here, but I bet you didn't even think
of it. Protection. Birth Control. For all you know, I could have
just made you pregnant! To think! I could have made YOU pregnant!"
"Well... Hmm. No, I guess I didn't. As a man, I would have. I
did when we mated the first time. Eeeks, you're right. I'm on the
other end now, huh? At least..."
With a bit of pride, Cheryl resumed. "Well, you never know.
Right this second *MY* sperm are swimming around inside YOU, hunting
for an egg that may or may not be there. If they find it... Well,
let's just say you'll have another use for your tits besides exciting
ME."
Jeffrey was suddenly concerned. She had done strange things in
the past. "You wouldn't...."
That's the question Cheryl expected. "Relax. I've never had a
baby. So even if I was going to be mean about it, I wouldn't know how
to make you feel it. And it takes a while before you'd know, anyway."
They continued talking for a while, mostly exchanging their
experiences so far. They played with each other some more. They made
love again, this time with Jeffrey sitting on top of Cheryl. After
that, they learned that they could "reset" right away if they wished,
and started again, side by side. But this time, just after Cheryl
pushed inside Jeffrey, he tightened up and motioned her to stop. He
proposed an experiment.
*** Chapter 12 ***
"Let's try something. Let's switch back to ourselves, and try
again that way. I want to feel the difference now that I've had sex
as a woman."
Cheryl nodded, but didn't move from her position. She was too
far along to just stop. She pushed her penis into Jeffrey as far as
she could, and pressed herself tightly against him. Then she held him
still. Jeffrey didn't say anything.
She had pressed her chest against Jeffrey's; nipple against
nipple. They adhered to each other. Jeffrey started to feel his size
changing. Cheryl's body shrank in Jeffrey's arms, and he felt his
former strength returning. She planted the penis firmly inside him.
It fused to his vagina as his breasts fused to Cheryl's chest. He
felt the sensation between his legs changing.
She started to pull away from him, tugging on his chest and
groin. As she did, Jeffrey started to feel a stickiness within
Cheryl; it grew, and started to change to slipperiness. He was now
moving within her. She tugged once again on his chest, and now the
breasts were Cheryl's. The secondary changes had all happened-- hair,
voice, and such, but nobody noticed. Without even separating, Jeffrey
started sliding *his* penis in an out of *Cheryl's* pussy, and started
towards his orgasm. It didn't feel better or worse to invade than to
be invaded, he decided. Different, but he liked it both ways. The
contractions of his pussy were now the pulsations of his cock.
He nearly lept out of his chair. The Device had switched off.
Cheryl opened her eyes and set the blue box down on the counter,
panting even though she couldn't have possibly been out of breath.
They sat for a moment. Jeffrey could tell that Cheryl was wet; He
grew hard for a minute or two, carrying over from the fantasy just as
Cheryl had. The erection subsided.
Jeffrey broke the silence. "That's too bad. It always seems to
happen at a bad time. Oh well, I promised you a dinner, and you must
be hungry. It's after 9."
Cheryl sighed one last time. "No, it's not 'too bad'. Uhh.. I
don't know what to say! Thanks very much. Mind, though, if we save
the dinner for some other night? All I want tonight is a quick pizza
or something."
Jeffrey tried not to look too dejected. He got up and switched
off the equipment and a few lights. "No, that's OK, I can take you
out some other time." He continued locking up, and headed with Cheryl
towards the door.
"Good. It's getting late, and I want to have as much time as
possible... That is, if you don't mind spending the night. Or a few
nights. Just this time, let's remember the birth control, okay?"
Jeffrey laughed, then embraced his mate for a long kiss. With
that, they headed out for a pizza.
*** Chapter 13 ***
Cheryl and Jeffrey took Jeffrey's car to Pizza Hut. It wasn't a
long walk to the restaurant or to Cheryl's apartment, but Jeffrey
didn't want to leave his car at IDT overnight. The drive seemed
short, because they both had so much to talk about.
Cheryl was speaking. "Darn! There's some stuff I forgot to try
back there. I'm thinking of all these things to do NOW! Why couldn't
I imagine it BEFORE?"
"Forget it," suggested Jeffrey. "EVERY TIME I've used that thing
I've thought of stuff to do after I left. I just try to remember it
for next time. Even then, there's just so much to do when you can do
ANYTHING."
"Yea... Can we try it again tommorrow?"
"I suppose so. Don't tell anyone this, but I have another
version of the Device nearly completed at home. I just couldn't stand
to have my own invention taken away so I can't use it. We didn't have
any security agreements anyway."
Cheryl sounded like a little girl. "Want to go to your place,
then?"
Just at that moment they pulled into the Pizza Hut. The
conversation continued over a 14" Sausage pizza.
"It's fine with me. But, really, I can't recommend using the
Device again for a while. It's just not healthy to be using it very
often."
Cheryl didn't know if she understood, but decided not to ask
further questions. "Oh. Let's go to my place then. Besides..."
(she gave Jeffrey a very interesting glance) "...I'm sure we'll be
able to enjoy ourselves, no?"
"I think we can manage it. Besides, I'll get to see if your room
is really like you pictured it with the Device."
For a while, the conversation turned to more conventional topics.
They talked about their parents, what they thought about their job,
the fact that neither had plans for the future, really, and so on.
Just after getting into the car, Jeffrey remembered something.
"Oh, Cheryl, this is always so awkward... But, I promised you I
wouldn't forget, and since... well, are you... protected? I'm not."
Cheryl answered flatly. "No. I have a Card, though, if you do."
She reached into her purse and pulled out a red plastic card.
"Looks like you have a card WHETHER OR NOT I have one. I DO have
one. Where's a machine?"
"The drug store on the corner. Turn right here. My building's
on this block."
They pulled into the drugstore's parking lot and went inside.
The machine was near the door. It was a very innovative form of birth
control, just starting to gain some acceptance. To use it, you had to
apply for a Card, which cost several hundred dollars because of the
complex tests and encodings which were done when you got your Card.
Basically, your Card was encoded with an image of your gene me pattern
(that's the expensive part), as well as your fingerprints and some
other data.
Cheryl walked over to the side marked "Female", and slid her red
card into a slot. Jeffrey pulled a similar, but blue, card from his
wallet, and put it in the blue slot, which was marked "Male". He
grabbed a $10 bill and put it into the slot marked for such. There
were two openings at the far ends of this machine. Cheryl put her
left hand in one, and Jeffrey put his right hand in the other. Foam
pads gripped both wrists, and some light and noise came from the
machine.
What it did was still somewhat of a marvel. It checked your
fingerprint against the one on your card (to make sure it was YOU),
and took a very small blood sample. The sample was used to check for
every known sexually transmitted disease as well as for other
abnormalities, a feature well worth the $10. Finally, using the
information on both cards, it prepared a two compounds which were air-
injected through the thumb of each person. The effect was that THAT
man's sperm could not fertilize THAT woman's egg. It was called
Specific Binary Contraception: Specific because it only worked
between the two people that had it, and Binary because both partners
needed the treatment. It lasted (supposedly) for about two months (56
days, officially), but was guaranteed only for 31.
Jeffrey and Cheryl both felt the "twinge" of the injection. The
foam pads released their grip. The screen on the device now read
"Process completed, Tests negative. REMOVE CARDS." After Cheryl and
Jeffrey pulled their cards out, two reciepts appeared at yet another
slot. As was the custom, each took one and put it away.
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SPECTRATECH INC.
Specific Binary Contraception
Female: CHERYL STILLMAN
35166369910501
Male: JEFFREY LANDERS
10610047100622
Ref. No. 91626S
Treatment Date: 06-22-01
RENEW BEFORE: 07-23-01
Keep this reciept. The information
on it is contained nowhere else. It
is your only proof of treatment.
Periodic Medical Examinations are
recommended. Treatment may lead to
temporary specific sterility lasting up
to six months.
Dieters! Try SPECTRATECH Nutra-Solv
now available at health food stores!
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Although Jeffrey rarely had occasion to use them, he didn't like
the Spectratech machines, merely for the fact that the reciepts had an
advertisement which wrecked the otherwise serious, important nature of
the document. The IBM machines were much classier, even if they cost
twice as much and were rumored to have an imperfect success rate.
Having a SBC certificate in your pocket was almost erotic by
itself. It meant that out there somewhere is someone who wants to
make love with you. Of course, Jeffrey thought, there's no telling
how many receipts Cheryl has with her right now, but he was most
pleased just to have one. It meant she was SERIOUS about him. It
meant that there was no going back now. He didn't know that Cheryl
felt the same way.
*** Chapter 14 ***
The short trip to Cheryl's happened in silence, though there was
a lot of smiling. Jeffrey was still wondering what he was doing--
having spent the evening having all sorts of sex somewhere in an
environment that came from Cheryl's mind-- and now, on his way to her
apartment with a certificate in his pocket. The most amazing part was
that this morning, he couldn't have even dreamed of what would be
happening tonight. It was confusing, overwhelming, and he didn't want
to change it. He felt a little light-headed, even. As Cheryl was
trying to break through this mental fog, with the directions to her
parking lot, Jeffrey finally decided that he was becoming lovesick.
That discovery only made the other feelings worse.
The only thing he was allowed to notice on the way to her bedroom
was that there was another bedroom in this apartment. "A roommate?"
he asked.
"Uh huh, but she probably won't be here tonight. It's Friday."
The apartment was simple; a large common area with a kitchen,
some closets, and two bedrooms, the door of Cheryl's looking exactly
like the one that appeared near the lagoon this afternoon. She didn't
say a word, but led him straight to her bedroom, holding his hand.
She closed the door. She turned to him, and he took her in his arms,
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