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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 31
Cheryl walked over to Kevin and patted him on the shoulder.
Jeffrey had changed her again, this time in ways not quite yet
visible. "Kevin, it's not THAT bad... Really. Half the people in
the world are female, right?"
Kevin's face was still red. He was crying a bit. "No...
<snif>... It's not possible. I'm dreaming. I CAN'T BE THIS WAY FOR
THE REST OF MY LIFE!"
Jeffrey fired off a mental communication to Cheryl. "He has to
stay convinced that this is real. Otherwise we'll lose him."
Cheryl put her hand on Kevin's forehead. "You're burning up.
It's the virus. It always does this. We have to get some water and
food into you. Many of your cells are being replaced with new ones--
that's why you're so hot."
"I am really hungry. I've got lunch in my drawer. But I have to
use the bathroom first."
Cheryl whispered loudly enough to Jeffrey that Kevin could hear.
"She's got to get rid of all the stuff her body doesn't need any more.
She'll be alright afterwards."
Cheryl took a towel that she had brought with her, and wrapped it
around Kevin's shivering body. They helped him through the quiet
hallways to the ladies' room. He cried out again when he realized
where he was. Sue took him inside and waited for him while Cheryl,
outside, was supposedly at the cafeteria getting something for him to
eat. She was, in fact, just waiting outside the door, holding the
lunch that Jeffrey had materialized.
They all returned to Kevin's office a few minutes later, and fed
Kevin the mean that Cheryl had "bought". He'd be very hungry for a
while and would eat his own lunch later. Kevin, though still upset,
felt better. "I still can't believe it. You've ruined my life. How
am I going to live like this? I can't face my friends."
It was time for the final act to start. Cheryl spoke. "Kevin,
you're not alone here. You'll make lots of new friends. You're very
pretty. Isn't she, Susan?"
Jeffrey nodded.
"I mean, just look at the way you've developed. You'll have
everyone here after you. Except the women, but that was the idea,
right?"
Kevin nodded silently.
"Look at all you get to do now. You can have children. You get
to see life from both sides, where the rest of us won't. Not until
the virus goes into full production, and even then it only works once.
Besides, there's one very good benefit... The REAL reason you're a
woman now..."
Kevin was almost cheerful. "Why?"
Cheryl, all of a sudden, had a masculine voice. "Because you
wanted to make love with me, and now you can. I can't believe you, of
all people, didn't know."
"You're a... man? But how?"
"I can't believe I had you fooled all this time. I was a victim
of the test of a reversible virus a long time ago, and it didn't work.
Only changed me enough to sound female and look it from a distance.
They're supposed to change me back eventually, though. For now they
gave me a new identity and lots of money."
"And... you're STILL working here?"
"Of course. Lets me monitor the progress and help out with my
own cure." She unzipped her pants, and pulled her penis from it.
"See?"
Kevin's towel fell away. "You ARE male..."
Cheryl advanced towards him. "Good thing, huh? Come on..."
...her penis grew hard, and she started to undress. Kevin backed
away.
Cheryl had breasts, but they were extremely underdeveloped. Her
clothing was padded to make her look female. She disrobed. Kevin
shook his head. Seconds later she was on top of him. Kevin was too
weak now, Cheryl overpowered him, rolling him on his front, climbing
on his back, and recklessly plunging her penis into him. It was
difficult at first. Kevin wasn't ready. He hadn't asked for this.
He struggled for a minute. Cheryl clasped Kevin's breasts, and worked
her penis inside from behind him. Her other hand went to the front of
Kevin's pussy, and her touch excited him. Jeffrey sat on the desk and
watched with interest. Cheryl slid her cock into his cunt easily now.
Kevin couldn't say a word. It was over quickly, Cheryl squirting her
come inside, and pulling herself from him before he could learn what a
female orgasm felt like. She got off of him, and got dressed before
he could recover, stuffing her penis back into her pants and tucking
it in so it wouldn't show. She and Jeffrey helped Kevin to his feet,
and into his chair.
"Sorry to be in a hurry," Cheryl said, "but we haven't eaten yet
and there's only a few minutes left to lunch." Kevin looked at the
clock. "Sue here brought some clothes for you, and I even think we
got the right size."
Jeffrey took, from Cheryl's bag, some clothes. "Now here's your
panties, and I think this bra should be about right..." He handed the
bra to Cheryl, who started putting in on Jeffrey. Kevin grabbed it
and angrily threw it down. "I can't wear girl's clothes."
"Now now, Kevin, it's only appropriate. You're a girl." She
took the clothes and put them in the drawer. "You'll have to start
learning a lot of new things. Clothes are one of them. You can't
just sit here naked. Put the stuff on when you're ready, it's right
here in your drawer."
Kevin didn't look up. Cheryl and Jeffrey headed for the door.
Jeffrey looked at the clock once more on the way out.
The door clicked shut. Jeffrey and Cheryl ran back to the
maintenance room, changing to their original forms on the way. They
sat down where they were before, leaning against each other. The
Device, red, reappeared in Jeffrey's lap. He looked at the timer.
"Almost perfect. There's about ten minutes left before everyone gets
back, like the clock said. Here goes." He pressed the STOP button,
and suddenly they were sitting a slightly different way, eyes closed.
They opened their eyes. The box was blue. They hurried out of the
closet. The halls were still empty, thank goodness. They went back
to Jeffrey's lab.
Chapter 32
Kevin opened his eyes. He sat in his chair for all of five
minutes pondering his fate; worrying about whether or not he was
really pregnant, how he would learn all the things he now needed to
know, and so on. It wasn't until he looked at his feet, trying to
decide what kind of shoes he would have to buy, that he realized that
his own shoes were still on his feet. In fact, he was still dressed.
He checked himself-- no breasts, and the cock that he was so proud of
was still there. What a realistic dream! He was overjoyed that none
of the events he had just imagined had happened.
Meanwhile, Cheryl was hugging Jeffrey. "We did it!", they both
told each other.
Kevin's bubble had just burst. He was hungry, and opened his
drawer to get lunch. Sitting there, in the drawer, were the bra and
panties that Sue had given him. They were EXACTLY the same as the
ones they were about to outfit him with just minutes ago. He never
had put anything into that drawer except lunch. He sank back into his
chair, having lost his appetite.
The Boss walked into the Lab. An imposing man in his 40's, he
was officially called the inter-department coordinator, but was
responsible for most everything, and thus everyone called him The
Boss. He was friendly, but very firm about people doing the work
they were being paid for. Cheryl started slinking towards the
doorway, then realized that the Boss had brought two sandwiches.
"Missed you at lunch, Jeffrey. I figured you had to be doing
something important." He handed one sandwich to Jeffrey and the other
to Cheryl. Jeffrey looked at his sandwich, and set it down. The boss
had forgotten that he didn't like ham sandwiches. Well, he MIGHT eat
it if he was hungry, but later. Cheryl bit into hers. "Thanks," she
mumbled with a mouthful.
The Boss hadn't left, so Jeffrey decided it was time to show him
some of the latest developments he'd been working on. He had almost
finished a sort of recording machine that could record everything in
an enclosed area at once. There was a camera under development in a
different department. Together, you could record a place for a while,
and then, at any time in the future, you could use another system to
play back any view at any angle. By manipulating controls, you could
move a "virtual camera" to any point in the area. It would produce
perfect 3-D images. Of course, Jeffrey's dream at that time was to
hook the recorder up to the Device-- HIS device. IDT's version didn't
have the interface for the recorder, but his did. That's why he made
sure he was involved with the recorder project, so he could build his
own.
Jeffrey showed the boss an optical cartridge. "It DOES have some
recordings on it now," he claimed, "but we can't play them back quite
yet. That's why we don't know if the bugs in the original camera
affected it or not."
Suddenly, the doors to the lab burst open. It was Kevin, who
stormed in. He was mad. "You're out of here, Landers. You and your
girlfriend here set me up with the Device. That's the only
explanation."
Cheryl, to Jeffrey's surprise, was the one to answer. "But
Kevin, YOU said I HAD to have sex with you."
"Yes, but with you as a girl..." It was the wrong thing to say.
The Boss' eyebrows were raised. Cheryl baited the trap, and in his
anger, Keven fell right into it. The Boss had heard occasional
allegations of Kevin's wrongdoing, but even with the influence he had
with the CEO, refrained from testing that relationship over hearsay.
The Boss now sounded much less friendly.
"Is this true, Kevin?"
Kevin remained silent.
"Kevin, if you've anything to say about this, I'd say it right
now. I wouldn't want any unfriendly legal actions going on."
Kevin still didn't say anything. The Boss excused himself from
Jeffrey and Cheryl, and took Kevin out of the Lab. Kevin would quit
the next day. Jeffrey walked to Cheryl and shook her hand vigorously.
"Fantastic. You knew he was still frazzled."
"Thank you. Wouldn't you have been frazzled if you were him?"
"No," Jeffrey replied, "not any more. I'd be savoring the
experience."
"But he thought it was for REAL."
"As you said before, Cheryl... What's the difference?"
Chapter 33
It had been three weeks now, that they had been together. The
only magic that had faded was Jeffrey's lovesick feeling. That queasy
feeling, he had decided, was beneficial ONLY in that it heralded the
love that followed, much like one's first dive into a swimming pool.
He was comfortable with Cheryl; she was comfortable with him. Each
cared more about the other than anything else. They were quite an
item at work, and a lot of people were surprised when, after only a
week, Cheryl had invited him to move in, which he did after a few days
of discussion. Jeffrey's parents didn't like the idea at first.
Cheryl's parents were happy that she had found a mate. Deidre had
given them their privacy, for the most part, but they had seen that
she never felt left out. Anyway, it looked like she was getting
serious about a friend of hers that she'd known for a while.
They hadn't used the Device that much. Cheryl and Jeffrey were
too busy getting to know each other, and fooling around in real life.
They had let Deidre run it once with her boyfriend-- she seemed to be
proficient with it-- after all, her boyfriend enjoyed the experience.
She hadn't even rushed sex on him-- he seemed to appreciate that.
He'd get enough once Deidre was familiar with him.
The one thing that Cheryl and Jeffrey had done with the Device
was prompted by Cheryl's experience as a golden retriever. On the
weekends, Jeffrey would take a few hours with his computer and program
the Device with the characteristics of a number of animals; then over
a few nights they'd spend ten or fifteen minutes as a pair of animals,
in the environment that was most fitting, experiencing sex each way.
The least exciting were birds and fishes. Although birds mated in
mid-air, the transfer of sperm happened without much contact. They'd
press belly against belly, and Jeffrey would squirt semen from an
opening near his tail into the same opening on Cheryl. That was it.
Fishes had no contact at all, though Cheryl found it intriguing to be
able to lay hundreds of eggs in one spot in a few minutes. She could
feel each egg leave her body through the opening that neurologically
corresponded to her vagina. Jeffrey would then swim up to the eggs,
and seconds later would disappear in a white cloud of semen. He
didn't think it was exciting to him at all.
Insects weren't terrific either. They had looked forward to the
praying mantis, which copulates for half a day at a time. Cheryl
promised not to devour Jeffrey afterwards. But, once they got into
position and started the sperm transfer, it became boring after only
one or two hours. They didn't try most of the others.
The reptiles and amphibians were better, but it wasn't
comfortable. The sex was alright, but everything not directly related
to intercourse wasn't as much fun. There were no soft curves, no
quiet giggles, and no moans.
The mammals had it the best, they decided. Dogs (which they
tried first, golden-retriever style) were fun; because they locked
together in real life, just like Cheryl had locked Jeffrey's penis
inside the first time they made love using the Device. His penis
would grow, and her vagina would shrink, and they couldn't pull apart
until Cheryl came.
The best part of the experience was that neither could talk until
it was all over. They compared all the things they had done. The
best, of course, was as humans. THEY could stimulate desire with
their voices and the images those voices could create. Over the three
weeks, they had made love in real life many more times than they had
with the Device, animals included. Deidre had gotten quite used to
them being together. And Cheryl and Jeffrey had gotten very
proficient together. They could make love in any position-- as
Deidre found when they were watching television in the Living room.
Cheryl just quietly unzipped Jeffrey's fly, lifted her skirt and sat
in his lap. Deidre wasn't sure anything had happened until she heard
the distinctive sound of Cheryl and Jeffrey coming; they always seemed
to come together.
The day after Deidre finally made it with her boyfriend, Cheryl
demonstrated a new invention of her own. She liked the idea that men
could have sex without even taking off their pants. But she didn't
like wearing a skirt just for that purpose-- sex without undressing.
Even with men's-style, front-zippered jeans on, Jeffrey's cock
couldn't reach her pussy. Cheryl held up a pair of jeans identical to
the ones she had on. They were clearly women's jeans, with no fly,
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