Apart of Me Together
by Cleo Kraft

Part One: Island of Fun and Wonder

Chapter One

I woke up on my side with my head all a daze from last night's
activities. I felt a man's arm wrapped over my narrow waist and
I heard him softly breathing as he slept contentedly beside me.
One of his legs was tucked in between mine, his other leg pressed
down on top of the other. My eyes gazed at the mass
of my long auburn hair splayed out across my pillow.

I vaguely remembered stepping into the mind transferrance booth
just after dinner last night and seeing a bright flash of white
light. A moment later I found myself in the body of a beautiful
young woman. A clone, as I was told by the mad scientist who did
this to me. A cloned woman without a consciousness of her own
until my own mind was placed in hers.

My old male body was left with a copy of my mind and in this way
I was swept off my feet and carried off to a guest room here and
made love to multiple times.

We were the perfect couple, Dr. Hallins assured us. A matched
set designed for ultimate love. Indeed my old male body informed
me many times after sex that he truly loved me and would love and care for me always and forever after.

When he held me in his arms I looked up to him like a contented
little kitten, grateful to be held and loved and handled by her
master.

I felt a moment of panic set in, realizing at last the terrible
mixup that I'd gotten myself into. It was an interesting
experiment but having to spend the rest of my life in the
body of the opposite sex was a frightening proposition. I
wondered if this switch up could somehow be undone.

Tom was waking up now. I heard him yawn and felt his hand feel
up my bare side and cup my left breast. I chuckled nervously
and turned my head towards him. "Come on, now, you. Let's not
start that again. I think I've created a monster," I said trying
my best to stop him from getting excited all over again for me.

I reached up and gently pushed his arm aside but his legs were
still entwined in mine and I felt him rubbing them up and down.

He kissed me on the neck and I felt him breathing heavily in
my ear.

"We need to change back to normal," I informed him.

"The Doctor made you for me, my dear," he reminded me gently
stroking the side of my cheek with the back of his hand. "Let
us not forget this was a most special gift. Oh, if only I were
in your place, the things I would do right now."

"This is too weird," I complained. "Fun is fun but we can't
stay like this. I was game to try the Doctor's little
experiment last night but I never intended it to be for more
than a day."

He pulled his legs off me and rolled me onto my back. He climbed
over me and gazed down on his hands and knees. I laughed
nervously and felt myself blush all over again as I had the
first time we made love.

"You love this, remember? You told me you did. You said it with
your own lips last night over and over again to me," he said
grinning.

He leaned in for a kiss and I giggled myself out of it in a
hurry.

"You're going to get me pregnant if you keep doing this," I
cautioned him.

"That's more or less the idea, though, isn't it?" he stated
with a telling smirk.

I swung my legs close together, determined to stop the mad
man from taking advantage of me again. Last night I was willing
but this morning I was having my doubts.

He glanced at my closed legs and raised a brow. "You're just
playing hard to get, now, aren't you?" he noted.

I bit my lower lip a little and stifled back a giggle.

"Come on, now, Tom," I said. "This isn't funny anymore. I'm no
longer amused by it."

"Just once more," he promised. "Just to work off the morning
wood. Don't be such a tease. We both share the same mind so
you must know what I'm going through right now. Imagine waking
up beside a beautiful woman. Wouldn't you be doing the same
as I?"

He clamped his hands down over my wrists, pinning them above
my head. I laughed nervous as ever. "Stop that, you. I never
agreed to be your love slave."

"You're my girlfriend now," he reminded me.

"That was for last night though. Come on, now, I'm serious
here, Tom. It isn't funny anymore. You're scaring me," I
said feeling helpless and at his mercy.

He angrily threw my pink bathrobe at me. "Get dressed then.
If you won't have me then I think we need to inform Dr. Hallins."

He climbed off me and got out of bed and began getting
dressed.

"Please don't be mad at me," I said sitting up and pulling
the bathrobe on. "We both know this is more than kind of
silly."

"Silly? You didn't seem to think so last night," he reminded
me.

"Well it's weird, okay? That's all I'm saying. It's just
weird."

"You've been given a gift. We both have. It's wonderful what's
happened. You may not see that but I do. I appreciate what
the Doctor's done for us - to us."

"Don't be ridiculous. I can't go on being my own girlfriend.
It's unnatural," I complained swinging my legs over the side
of the bed and sliding down to the floor on my feet.

I tied up my bathrobe and walked over to the door and opened
it.

Tom finished getting dressed and followed after me as we both
headed downstairs to breakfast.

The others were already there seated at the table waiting to
be served.

There was Jack and his newly made girlfriend beside him, then
there was Robert and his girl too and finally there was
Alex and his. The women here were all bright eyed and smiling,
looking around the room with interest and amazement.

I could certainly empathize with them for the kitchen as I
remembered it the night before didn't seem as big as it did
to me now. My shorter body seemed lost in a new world, shrunk
down and placed in the land of giants. The men were all a good
foot or so taller than me and I felt quite intimidated in
their presence.

The cook brought over plates of food for us and Dr. Hallins
sat at the head of the table and greeted us with a little
speech. "I hope you all thoroughly enjoyed yourselves last
night, my friends. I've been meaning to share with you my
invention for quite some time now. I am so glad you all
agreed to undertake the procedure.

"It has long been my desire to create the perfect woman for
every man. With my invention I hope to continue to do so for
quite some time and bring joy and happiness into the world on
a scale that truly cannot be measured.

"Gentlemen, I have given you each your future brides and
ladies, your future husbands. In the blink of an eye I have
provided each of you with your soul mate. The perfect match.
Each of you and your companions have identical interests, likes and dislikes. The same identity residing happily in your
partner's body.

"Ladies, you have been given new bodies to explore and a truly
remarkable new insight into the life of the opposite sex. I
urge you to be good to your life mates. Enjoy a more...
submissive role, if you will.

"Gentlemen, you must always be conscious of what your new
girlfriends are going through. Their minds are a copy of yours
after all. They were the original occupants of your bodies and
as such require the love and care and attention that they so
well deserve. Treat them right and they will treat you right
but... take charge of them. Romance them and serve as their
provider, guardian and keeper. Care for your better half and
may your love last forever.

"I have welcomed you each to my little island here in special
invitation to test out my invention for the first time on
humans. Your boat will be sailing away first thing tomorrow
morning. In the meanwhile I urge you each to explore my island
paradise and be my guests here another night."

He raised his glass in a toast and all the men around the
table raised theirs and clinked them together. The women and
I sat mesmerized by the entire affair. None of us had been
prepared to remain this way in female bodies.

"You're not changing us back?" Jack's brunette girlfriend
asked, her mouth agasp in shock.

Dr. Hallins smiled at her and said,"It is too delicate a
procedure, my dear. The mind can only be transferred into
the blank mind of a cloned body at present. There simply
isn't enough room for you back in the head of your boyfriend's
body. It was always ever a one way trip but do not be alarmed.
You have been given a new life to live in a wonderful new
female body.

"In time your female hormones will mold in you each a unique
female persona. Your minds, though having once been male,
will take on more feminine qualities. It will be an exciting,
new interesting journey for you ladies, I'm sure. Do not be
afraid. Things will all work out for the better, you'll see."

Jack's girlfriend's eyes watered up as she gazed up at him
sad and confused at her loss.

Robert's girlfriend had had enough of this fiasco and stood
up and threw her napkin down. "You can't keep us stuck like
this!" she hollared in contempt.

"It's unnatural!" Alex's girlfriend added shoving her plate
of food away.

"What right do you have to do this to us?" I asked but one
by one the men covered up our mouths with their hands to
keep us quiet and smiled at our host in embarrassment.

"Girls, girls," Dr. Hallins said with a chuckle. "Ladies,
please. You have been given a most wonderful gift, each of
you. I haven't intented for this to be a stressful experience
nor have I ever intended for you each to feel as though I've
trapped you in an unpleasant situation."

The men slowly withdrew their hands away from our mouths now
and the Doctor continued,"You have each moved over to the
other side of the gender fence to accompany your former male
bodies as future brides to be. I'm sorry if I didn't make that
perfectly clear last night to you each but this was always my
intention right from the start.

"You may not appreciate it now but you are each perfect matches
to your former half. Four men arrived on my island yesterday
and four will return home again, each with a lovely new girl
at their side. You girls can no more return to ever being a
man again, now, than I could coax a kitten into barking like
a dog."

"Why don't you clone up some male bodies for us to transfer
into then?" Jack's girlfriend suggested hopefully.

Hallins laughed a hearty laugh at that. "Oh no, my dear, I
can not easily clone up a male body for you overnight. It takes
time and patience to build a clone and without always any
guarantee of absolute success. It would take many long years for me to prepare such a thing as that.

"I suggest you each determine what your female names will be.
Perhaps your boyfriends can help you in this matter. In the
meanwhile feel free to select whatever outfits you wish from
my store rooms. My servants will be more than happy to assist
you in the matter. Afterwards perhaps a breath of fresh air
would do you all some good. There are plenty of trails on my
island for you to stretch out your legs and enjoy the comforts
of nature.

"While you new love birds are busy doing that I will be busy
working in my lab downstairs and tending personally to my
rose garden. In a way, ladies, you are each a treasure to
me as certainly as one of my flowers. More than that, you are
like daughters to me. I only want what's best for my sweet
little angels."

"See? Listen to your father," Jack said to his girlfriend who
elbowed him roughly in the ribs for it.

We finished our breakfast and the other girls and I were pretty
bitter about what had been decided for our fate. The butler and
maid showed us to the store rooms where plenty of skirts,
dresses and other outfits had been gathered ahead of time for our benefit.

In the end we all decided to wear one piece women's swimsuits
and sandals. Then we gathered out front on the lawn where our
boyfriends lathered up our exposed skin with suntan lotion
before our planned hike through the jungle.

I could see the look of humiliation on the other girl's
faces as their former bodies rubbed suntan lotion over their
legs. I felt pretty humiliated myself but there wasn't anything
I could do about it. I was stuck this way with no way to undo
this awful mixup.

Each girl had a different look. Jack's girlfriend was a pretty
brunette in a light pink one-piece swimsuit with her hair done up in a ponytail. Robert's girl was a redhead with shy little
green eyes and wore an aquamarine number with her straight
long hair dangling down her back. Alex's girl had light brown
hair and pretty blue eyes and she wore a pink swimsuit with
her hair done up in a pigtail.

I was the blue eyed, auburn haired girl. I wore a white
swimsuit and hadn't yet figured out how to do my hair in
a pigtail or ponytail so it just dangled over my shoulders.

Tom looked like he was certainly enjoying himself as he rubbed
more lotion on my legs and feet. My nipples seemed to have a
mind all their own and were all stiff and tingly in my bathing
suit.

"Jessica?" he suggested for a name for me.

"No," I sharply replied with a frown.

"Amy?"

"No."

"Gretchen?"

"No way."

"Well what then? I can't just keep saying 'hey you' to you," he
said annoyed at my refusal to accept this.

"I'm not letting you give me a girl's name. I'll do it myself,
okay? I don't need your help," I insisted.

"Catherine," Dr. Hallins said poking his head out the open
window to check up on us. "Or Kate for short."

I scowled up at him and shook my head no.

"Oh come on," Tom said. "Kate's a nice name for you. You look
like a Kate, don't you think?"

"Fine," I grumped crossing my arms beneith my breasts in
a huff. "I guess I'm Kate then."

"Splendid!" Hallins agreed with a hearty wave.

I watched him vanish back into the mansion to go do whatever
it is mad scientists must do after screwing up people's lives
forever.

So I was Kate now, a name given to me by my so-called father.

"That's enough with the legs already," I said growing even more
short tempered than before. "Do my arms or something."

"It's not as much fun," Tom countered and I frowned at him.

"Do my arms, you pervert," I snapped. "Or let me do them
myself."

He reluctantly switched over to rubbing suntan lotion on my
hands and arms instead.

After about ten minutes the men stopped lotioning up their
girls and began quickly lotioning up themselves.

All the men wore swimming trunks and were barefoot and topless.
Tom suggested I could go topless myself but I stomped on his
foot good to show him he wasn't being funny.

I stood up to start on the hike. The other couples had already
gone off ahead of us by now and left us alone.

Tom's eyes widened in amusement and he pointed at my
crotch and exclaimed,"Camel toe!"

I glanced down to have a look for myself and blushed as I tugged my bathing suit downward to correct the matter in a
hurry.

"That isn't funny, Tom," I said and he grabbed hold of my hand
in his. I just looked at it and gazed up at him with an open
mouthed expression.

"Oh come on," he said. "We're boyfriend and girlfriend, remember? Let's at least try to behave like it."

"Standing next to you I feel like a little kid," I complained.

"You are a bit short, aren't you? Oh but I like it. Short and
sweet, pretty and petite," he offered.

I glanced down at my one-piece white bathing suit and flopped
my free arm loosely at my side. "Wearing this I feel like I'm
one of those gymnast girls."

"No you're not," he said trying to comfort me. "You've got
bigger breasts than any of them."

Maybe by a cup size at best, I thought shrugging off the awful
illusion running through my head.

He suddenly lifted me up and set me down on his shoulders for
a piggyback ride. It was so ridiculous I burst out laughing.

"Come on," I pleaded as he walked up the little sandy trail
into the jungle. "Stop it already. I'm not a little kid."

He ignored my pleas and kept right on hiking. His hands held
firmly onto my smooth soft calves and I felt every little
bounce in his step as he walked along.

"You'd better not drop me," I warned feeling his hands slip
a little from time to time on my lotioned skin.

He made a sudden left turn and headed down another path away
from where I'd seen the others going.

"Okay, mister, just where do you think you're taking me?" I
asked.

"You'll see," he said and pretty soon it became obvious he
was taking me down to the beach for a swim or something.

Chapter Two

Tom carried me into the ocean until he was waist high in the
surf. Waves crashed around us and then suddenly he lifted me
up off his shoulders and tossed me in like a rag doll. I was
pissed!

I came up gasping for air and he quickly scooped me up in his
arms and held me there, laughing down at me from above.

I spit out salt water and rubbed the sea from my eyes. My sopping wet hair hung heavily on my head, the ends clumped together in little soaking wet ropes here and there. "You moron, you got my hair wet," I complained wondering how long it would take to dry it all off again.

He lifted me up and planted a loving kiss on my lips to shut
me up. Then he tickled my ribs until I was laughing hysterically and begging him to let me go.

Finally he released me and I swam a few yards away from him
to get away.

He followed me of course and grabbed my left foot and pulled
me back to him until I was floating on my back with both legs
straddling his sides. Our crotches were pressed together and
I could feel his manly lump in his swimming trunks nestled
against my pussy. I felt it through the slick wet material
of my one-piece swimsuit. That had been my cock before of
course, a thing I was still having trouble fathoming.

He playfully gave my forehead a shove, dunking my head
underwater. I came back up spitting out water and gasping
for air. He could have easily drowned me if he wanted but
I knew he was only playing.

"Come on, Tom. Cut it out already," I begged but he splashed
water in my face and laughed at how helpless I was to stop
him. "Pick on somebody your own size why don't you?"

I splashed him back and then we were suddenly engaged in
a nasty splash fight. He tickled my ribs again until I begged
him to stop. "Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee! Stop that! Stop it
already," I cried laughing to tears.

"Okay then," he said reaching behind my back and lifting me
up until our bodies pressed together.

I glanced up at him smiling as he carried me out of the water
and gently laid me down on dry sand. I felt it all cake up
beneith my sopping wet body.

He laid down beside me resting on his elbow with his chin
propped up on his hand. He eyed me with amused consideration
and I wondered what he was going to do to torment me next.

"I like that you're a girl," he informed me. "I like this.
I think we're going to have all kinds of fun together, you
and I."

I glanced down at my breasts which he'd been looking at with
interest. "I... I can't help it that I'm a girl now," I said
trying to get him off my case already.

"Exactly," he said. "You don't know how much that turns me
on. If I asked you sometime, would you marry me?"

"Hold on there a sec, buddy-boy," I said propping myself up
on my elbows beneith me. "If I have to be stuck like this I'm
not so sure it's a good idea you and I hook up like that."

"Why not? It'd be perfect."

"Why?" I asked thinking about it for a moment before
continuing. "Well for one thing it's a little weird, me having
my old male body leering at me all the time."

"Oh you liked the sex last night and you know it," he
reminded me.

How could I forget it? It was about the best thing I'd ever
experienced in my life.

"Yeah," I said letting a smile escape my lips. "Okay so you've
got a point there but it's still weird, okay?"

He reached over and pulled my shoulder straps down and yanked
my bathing suit down to my waist exposing my breasts.

Before I could do anything about it he stuck his face over
my left breast and began sucking away at my nipple.

I laughed and pushed him away. "Cut that out, it tickles."

"It tickles?" he asked surprised to hear it. "Really?"

"Yes, really."

He reached over and began playing with my nipple with his
fingers. "Does this tickle too?"

"Not exactly," I said watching my nipples stiffen up in
excitement as wonderful little tingles shot from there to
somewhere in my crotch. "Only when you're rough so just stop
being rough around there, okay? And let's, umm..., let's save
this for later, okay?"

I pulled my swimsuit back on all the way and saw the hurt look
in his eyes. "I thought maybe we could do it right here."

"Here? Are you kidding me? With all this sand?" I asked
and laughed at the notion. "Maybe you don't get the physics of
it yet but I imagine it's pretty painful getting sand in certain places."

I glanced at my bare feet and muttered a curse. I'd lost my
sandals in the water somehow when Tom tossed me in.

"Sorry about your shoes," he said with a shrug. "I think you
look cuter barefoot anyhow."

"We're wasting too much time," I complained. "We should be
trying to figure out a way to switch me back again."

"Hallins said it's not possible," Tom reminded me.

"Yeah? Well I think he knows he can swap me back. He just
doesn't want to, that's all."

Tom rubbed his chin a little as he thought about that.

"It is possible he's lying," he agreed.

"Well DUH! Of course he's lying. If he can transfer a human
mind at all don't you think he could transfer it back?"

"He said that you'd need a clone body with a blank mind to
do that though."

"That's what he wants us to believe," I said insistant on
figuring out a way out of this mess. "But we've got the same
mind, you and I. He says there's no room for me back in your
head - my head, but what difference would it make? We're the
same guy."

"Maybe he could wipe my mind out first and then transfer you
back," Tom suggested. "Hmmm... I don't know though. That would
be like dying, wouldn't it? I mean, I wouldn't be around
anymore."

"Not around? What in the world are you talking about, you're
ME, remember?"

"We'll look into it, okay?" Tom assured me. "But you have to
have sex with me again..."

He counted it up on his fingers and said,"Three times."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Oh brother."

We walked back to the mansion hand in hand together. Tom still
wanted to go swimming and since there was a large pool in the
backyard he suggested we go there.

We hosed off all the sand from our bodies with a garden hose
and dove in the deep end.

Tom swam with me to the shallow end and he sat me down in
his lap facing away from him. He wrapped his arms about my
narrow waist. My smooth little legs rested atop his large hairy
ones and I was once again reminded just how much smaller
I was compared to Tom.

He ocassionally gave me gentle kisses behind the ear as he
hugged me close.

"This is really, really weird, you know," I said wondering when
he'd ever let me go. It seemed like he was happy as can be with
me sitting there in his lap with his arms protectively wrapped
about my waist.

"I don't know why you keep saying that," he said annoyed
a little by it. "The way you were moaning in pleasure last
night you'd think you'd want to stay that way."

"Yeah well at least you don't have to get weirded out by your
old body making love to you," I pointed out.

He chuckled. "Are you trying to tell me you don't find me
attractive?"

I sighed. "Look, Tom, I don't know. My body certainly knows
what it likes in the sack. My mind on the other hand's trying
to cope with the idea of having a man make love to me and in
my own body."

"Not your body anymore," he reminded me and began wrapping
his finger round and round my hair and unravelling it again
only to start anew. "You should stay as a woman."

"To be your girlfriend so you can have sex with me whenever
you want?"

"That's part of it, sure," he agreed. "But think of the
opportunity you have. You get to know what it's like having
been a man and now a woman. You know the secrets of both
sexes."

"Really, Tom, it's no big deal."

"No? Then why not stay that way?"

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

He kissed me on the neck and whispered,"I love you."

I hadn't been able to say it back to him even once so far
though he continued to wear my patience thin with his
I-love-you's.

I squirmed away from the kiss. "Come off it, Tom. You're
starting to worry me."

"But I do," he insisted. "I do love you very much. I don't
know what it is. Maybe the fact that a part of me is trapped
in that pretty little body of yours. Maybe it's just that I
think you're hot. Either way it really, really turns me on."

I craned my neck around to try and look up at him but I
couldn't quite get a clear view of his face. I only saw it
out of the corner of my eye. "I thought so too at first, you
know, but last night was last night. Let's just leave it at
that. We both were trying out something new - well I was
anyway. How long can we keep up this charade?"

"As long as you like."

"Are you serious? I don't know the first thing about how I'm
supposed to act like a girl."

"You'll learn."

"Okay and supposing I do learn? What then? Should I just give
up and go along with this because that mad scientist wants us
together like this? Together and apart."

He laughed at that. "That's a good one. 'Together apart.'
I like that. That's what we are, aren't we? Two minds of the
same body now seperated by gender. You as a woman and me as
a man. Girlfriend and boyfriend, together apart. You know,
I think that's pretty special. You and I and the other guests
have got really unique relationships compared to anyone else
on the planet."

"Yeah but it's not natural."

"No but it's fun and you know it."

Maybe it was a little fun being in this situation. I certainly
enjoyed the sex last night but I never thought this was going
to be a permanent transference.

We stayed together like that in the pool for a long while and
afterwards we got out and dried off in the warm morning sun.

The servants seemed to know exactly what had happened to the
guests last night. The maid excused herself from her duties
and hurried to find Tom and I sitting on a bench in the
garden. She had a little camera with her and asked for us
to stand and pose a kiss.

"No, no. Not like that," the maid said. "Up on your tiptoes.
That's right. Oh my but how cute you look."

Tom kissed me on the lips and I gazed at the maid out of the
corner of my eye as she took our picture.

"Just one more with you sitting on his lap," the maid
suggested. "No, no. Facing him for another kiss."

Tom sat on the bench and I swiveled around on his lap with
my legs straddling his. Tom kissed me as she took our picture,
then she walked around to the side of us and quickly snapped
up another.

She walked up to me and playfully wriggled my cheek and gave
it a pat as though I were just a little child. "Impossible,"
she muttered to herself with a grin. "Just plain impossible
but I like it. You two have fun now, okay?"

Tom was absolutely enthralled over it. "See?" he asked lifting
my chin up to make me look into his deep blue eyes. "Even the maid likes you this way, Kate. You're a pretty good little
play actor there."

I couldn't help but try to suppress a grin. "Well... it is fun
to play."

"It is. It is," Tom agreed kissing me on the lips once more.
"Think of it as a fun little game we're playing together. You
get to be my girlfriend and I'm your loving boyfriend. Now you
don't really want to change back into a man, do you? Come on.
You can't honestlly tell me you're not enjoying every little
minute of this."

I bashfully let another grin escape my lips as I shyly glanced
down at my curvacious body still encased in my one-piece
swimsuit. "Well... it is a little fun."

"Of course it is. Of course it is," he said lifting up my
chin again for another quick little kiss on the lips. "You
have a nice body that I know you like. I like it too. You wear
it well, now, don't you? You're just too ashamed to admit it,
my little honey bunny. Being a girl suits you, doesn't it?
It's the best, right?"

I let out a shrug and felt myself grinning in response but I
was too speechless to say a word. He was trying to get me to
admit I liked being a woman now and I was starting to realize
he was right.

Of course I still felt like my old life had been stolen from
me but only one of us could be Tom Venton after all. If the
only way for me to change back to normal was to have his mind
wiped for another mind transfer from my head to his he'd be
pretty much killed. Even if he was only a copy of me I'd feel
kind of guilty about having him erased. It was all too
confusing and frustrating. There had to be a better way for
me to get back to normal without hurting poor Tom.

"If you say so," I finally agreed though a bit under my voice.

"That's right," he said satisfied at having gotten me to
go along with this. "You just leave things to me. I'll be in
charge from now on, all right? Katey are you listening to me?
I'm the one in charge now, okay?"

I shrugged. "If that makes you happy," I said feeling my head
drop only to have it raised back up again by the chin.

He made me look deep into his eyes for a few long moments.

"It makes me very happy," he said rubbing his hands up and down
my smooth thighs. "You and I have a special connection, don't
we? We know each other's way of thinking. I've known for years
that I was always curious what it would be like to be a woman.
You know that. You've wanted this too, for a long, long time.
We both have but only one of us got to have that wish come
true and that's you, Kate."

"I know but-"

He placed his finger over my lips to hush me. "Shhh... It's
what you wanted. You can't tell me you didn't. You don't know
how much I envy you for what you're going through right now
but I'm perfectly happy to be here for you - to be here with
you as your boyfriend."

"Tom, please. I-"

"Hush now," he urged giving me a quick hug and pat on the
back. "I know it must be tough for you to accept things the
way they are now. It must be torture knowing you may never
be a man again. I feel deeply sorry for that but at the same
time I think you and I both know the truth about the way you
feel. The way we both feel.

"The Doctor gave us a gift and set things up so we could have
the most wonderful relationship together. We're the perfect
match, you and I. You know every square inch of my body. You
know what makes me tick and I know you and I'd like to get to
know you even better - the new you that is.

"From the moment you got placed in that wonderful sexy
woman's body last night I knew we'd be the perfect couple
together. You just need time to adjust, that's all. Time
to adjust and accept things the way they are. I wouldn't
ask you to stay a girl if I didn't love you. You know that."

"But Tom..."

He waited for me to say what I had to say but I was too
overcome by my jumble of new female emotions to respond
fully to him right now.

"It'll be fun and you know it," he assured me. "Fun little you.
Fun for both of us. You'll be the greatest girlfriend a guy
like me could ever have. Think about it. We like the same
movies, the same kind of music. We like going to the same
places. We both like long hikes in the mountains. We both
like going fishing and camping and swimming... The list goes
on and on but you know what I'm saying here and you bet your
buttons we both like sex."

"But Tom, I like women," I protested.

"Not anymore you don't," he laughed. "Not after last night
with me you don't. You're the woman now, my sweet. I have it
on pretty good authority that you're attracted to men now -
well... at least to me anyway. You'd spread your legs for me
anytime, now, wouldn't you?"

He tickled my ribs again and made me laugh just like he did
at the beach. "Well... you know..."

"Yes?" he asked waiting.

"Okay so I enjoy sex this way. I admit it. I enjoy having sex
with you, okay? It's a little weird, I know, but I like it."

"Better than as a man?"

I shrugged blushing out a slight grin.

"I knew it," he said triumphantly. "I just knew it. All along
I knew it. What do you like best about it?"

"It's not just one thing, okay? It's lots of things all put
together. I can't tell you what it's like. I'm sorry. It's
just nice, okay?"

"Will you do it with me again? Right now?"

"We could do that I guess," I agreed and he hugged me tightly
about the waist. "Just don't go too crazy this time and maybe
we'd better use protection, just in case."

He shook his head no. "You heard what Hallins said last night.
You can't possibly get pregnant until after your first monthly
period kicks in. Your body's been in stasis for quite awhile
and those nummy, yummy little eggs of yours aren't ready yet to
make you a mommy."

I'd forgotten all about that. My clone body wasn't ready for
ovulation yet. It would take a month or more for all that stuff to finally kick in.

"Okay," I agreed. "Just one thing though..."

"What's that?"

"I know we tried it last night but... I'm not comfortable having your you-know-what in my mouth."

He enjoyed a good laugh about that. "Well okay then. We don't
have to if you don't want to - that's fine. I'll just eat you
out instead."

I grimmaced at the memory of that. It felt weird having myself
penetrated like that, especially by his tongue. I had phantom
memories last night of what my old equipment was like and it
was extremely unnerving having my new personal space invaded in
such a way.

I let him carry me back into the house. The butler grinned as
we passed him by. Tom carried me upstairs to the bedroom and
made no waste of time undressing us both.

Chapter Three

Precisely twenty three minutes later as timed by Tom's
stopwatch he brought me to climax together with him. I didn't
know why he had to go and be so scientific about it this time.

He scribbled something down in his brown leather journal.

"I do believe I think that makes it twelve," he bragged
underlining his entry several times before closing his journal
and setting it back on the nightstand. "Assuming an average of
two-hundred and fifty million sperm per session I'd say I
pumped in at least three billion of the little buggers in you
since last night."

I tried to ignore his remarks. My face felt flush still from
my recent orgasms and my heart was only just now beginning
to slow its rapid beat.

Tom seemed rather proud of his achievement and turned his
attention to other things now as he rolled off me and onto
his back.

"I am wondering about our trip back on the boat tomorrow
morning," he said. "I mean, I've got an identity and passport
and all that but what about you? Maybe we'll have to smuggle
you in the country. Then again maybe the Doctor's got some
I.D. cards for you girls - at least I hope so. It would
certainly make things considerably simpler."

I felt out of place as I glanced down at my nakedness and was
met with the same strangeness I'd seen before. I had a young woman's body which had just been used for pleasuring a man. The slickness in my crotch was something weird like out of a
dream.

My perky breasts just stayed there on me with big achy
nipples. Further reminder that I was a girl. I spied the
empty gap between my legs and let out a puzzled sigh.

After the sex what was there? What was I now? I'd served my
purpose but now what? I was stuck in a world that was strange
and alien to me. If my boyfriend had his way I'd have to
dress up in sexy skirts and pretty dresses for him and be
toted around hand in hand. There would be dating and maybe
even kissing in public for all to see.

He really seemed to like having me sit in his lap. I used
to like it when my girlfriends sat in mine so it was no wonder
he liked the same.

He was really touchy-feelie with me as often as it pleased
him. It was difficult to cope with him feeling up my legs
and groping my breasts all the time. Of course I knew I was
letting him do so for his own benefit. If our situation were
reversed I'd certainly expect the same.

Nevertheless I felt used. He'd used my body and I'd let him.

God help me I'd let him use me and as creepy as it was trying
to get used to having sex with a man I'd thoroughly enjoyed every moment of it. Especially the multiple orgasms afterwards.

I felt like I was his toy or plaything when we had sex. He'd
position me however he liked as though I were just a sex doll
for him to play with. I laid helplessly on my back and let him spread my legs wide and mount me without a word of protest or
complaint.

He'd felt up my body even more so than I had since my
transformation. He could scarcely keep his hands off me and
I was letting him do whatever he wanted because I knew I'd
want that too if I were still a man and had a pretty girlfriend like this.

I felt empty and withdrawn now that we were finished with
our latest round of sex.

My mind was a tangle of confusion. The man in me wanted to
deny what I was letting myself become. My body's favorable
reactions to his gentle touches and caresses puzzled me. I
wondered how much longer I could handle being his girlfriend
before I went crazy.

There was a certain element of fun in what we were doing. Also
a good measure of guilt afterwards.

Tom Alexander Venton had been turned into a woman and was
set to the task of being his own girlfriend while a copy
of himself leisurely masqueraded around in his own body
without a care in the world.

Times were certainly looking up for the new Tom Venton,
that's for sure. A new girlfriend with the ideal mind. Someone
to share life with and identical interests. I was his little
sex bunny to have romps with in bed whenever he wanted.

Oh how I'd enjoyed sex before as a man. I felt a little
envious of Tom as I knew how satisfying the release was
when he climaxed. My own orgasms didn't have the luxury
of total release but instead sent my body spasming out
of control in tumultuous wave after wave of pleasure.
Always afterwards leaving me feel empty and alone and
wanting my personal space given back to me again even for
just a few moments to collect my thoughts.

Then there was the guilt. The nagging guilt which I now
felt overwhelm my mind. I'd just done a disgusting thing.
I'd let a man, my old male body no less, cream in me.

He laughed joyously afterwards of course in pride at what
he'd done and what he made me do with him. That laugh was
ever so embarrassing each and every time I heard it. It was
like he was saying "oh, ho, ho! Look at what I did! Look
at what I did to you!"

I felt myself pouting now as I rolled over on my side and
curled up away from him, not wanting to be touched or held
or handled but at the same time feeling a strange yearning
for a good old fashioned cuddle.

My girl body was beautiful but what was beauty without
appreciation? I wanted to feel wanted, not so desperately
alone and unappreciated. Was a cuddle too much to ask?

I heard him peacefully snoring now beside me.

My breasts got in the way now as I reached an arm across my
chest to brush my long auburn hair out of my eyes.

We had sex twice more before lunch time. Then Tom took a shower and cleaned up. When it was my turn we almost had sex again when he giddily snuck in the shower but I laughed and
shooed him away.

I could always tell when a woman had had sex recently by the
telling glow radiating outward from her smiling face. All the
new women had that glow as we seated ourselves around the
table beside our boyfriends.

Though this morning we'd all protested in being stuck this
way all the women were singing life to a different tune. It
was apparent the repeated sex and attention from their new
boyfriends had turned their minds to mush. Each girl either
held hands with her man or leaned into him lovingly now.

Maybe I was the hold out of the bunch. Tom's hand rested on
my knee but at least I wasn't holding hands with him at the
table or leaning into him like a love sick love bird.

Dr. Hallins made a point to give another little speech as
lunch was served. He was a slime ball of a man if I ever saw
one. His paunchy belly lifted up his red and white checkered
napkin tucked into his collar. His brown hair was greased
back and he had annoying beady little blue eyes.

The kitchen seemed just as remarkably huge and alien to me
as it had when I'd first set eyes on it this morning. All
us tiny little women sitting beside our giant men. Stuck in
a topsy turvy world where furniture and door knobs were ever
strangely taller and the tops of door jams were now out of
reach.

I'd prided myself on my former six foot two inch height
before. Being able to easily reach up and touch most average
ceilings. Now I'd need a good sized ladder to even reach that
high. The top two or three bookshelves I'd seen in the living
room earlier were now woefully out of reach and the tall cupboards here in the kitchen were far out of my grasp.

The flats on my feet barely touched the floor as I sat in
my high backed wooden chair. I felt the coolness of the
air conditioned room send shivers up and down my spine as
the chilly air danced around my legs which now peeked out
from beneith a skimpy little black skirt.

Short little women were obviously Dr. Hallins' thing. Though I
was told we were all twenty-three year olds it seemed like
most fourteen year old girls would be taller than us.

Maybe it was easier to grow the clones short like this. I
didn't know. Whatever the reason I was now stuck in a much
larger world.

Hallins began his speech now. "Ladies, you've all done remarkably well this morning. I can tell you're all well
on your way to adapting to your new female bodies.

"Gentlemen, I'm proud of you for handling the situation with
the utmost delicacy. I would have a word with each of you men
in private after lunch. There is much still to discuss about
the future of your hopefully soon to be wives.

"To you all, I thank you for allowing me to demonstrate my
invention on my first human subjects. Some might call what
I've done evil and that's all right. This procedure isn't
for everyone and not everyone's entitled to understand my
reasonings behind it."

He stood up and slowly paced about the room, pausing once
in awhile to give one of the new women a gentle squeeze on
the shoulder. When he squeezed mine I was so furious it took
all my willpower to avoid slapping his hand away.

"Ladies," he said then chuckled. "Girls... daughters, my
daughters... You are embarking on new ground and I'm proud
of you for taking it so well. There is much still for you
to learn about being a woman but in time you'll aquire the
proper skills and knowledge.

"When I first tested my mind transferrance theory some many
years ago I considered the option of a simple body swap. Then
it occurred to me that finding willing participants to engage
in a permanent swap might be difficult to obtain. So I decided
to try my hand at human cloning and with some measure of trial
and error I finally managed to clone adult women of my
choosing. More so than that I was able to do so without
allowing them to grow a consciousness or identity of their
own. In this way my mind transferrance could pair up old mind
with new body to complete my creation.

"That is what you are, my dears - the final product of my
latest creations."

He again walked around behind me and clasped his hand over
my shoulder and gave it a loving squeeze and let go.

"Then I asked myself, what would it be like to be one's own
girlfriend? This idea interested me greatly. Ethical aspects
aside, the preponderance of what this could mean for the
happiness of man seemed to outweigh the negative aspects.
So much so that I concluded that I must test my new invention
out on some unsuspecting guests and for that I profusely
apologize. Nevertheless, my friends, I think my idea has
finally measured out.

"Ask yourselves, am I not happier this way? I think you each
know the answer to that. Of course you're happier. This is a
perfect pairing. Not a one of you new ladies can ever be your
old selves again," he said and now his hand found its way
to my left thigh momentarily and I frowned up at him. "The
world of men is yours no more and a thing of the past. You
are now experiencing life in the world of women. You will
never grace the halls of a gentleman's only club with your
presence again."

That last one riled me up good. How dare he rub this in?

He chuckled as I glared at him from across the table.

"Well it's true," he said to me in particular. "Men's restrooms and locker rooms are now off limits to you as well
but of course I'm sure you're each already aware of that
fact. Yes there is much to consider, many things that will
be strange and new to you which you'll each have to deal
with and adjust to in due course.

"Tomorrow morning you will all leave here by boat. I have
some things to give you ladies, including your new identification cards and passports which you'll need.

"Ladies, do not so hastily abandon your boyfriends here for
someone else once you reach the mainland. You need each
other now. You'll need someone to confide in who understands
what you've been through. Someone who knows. Someone you can
trust. Someone who will protect you, provide for you and
be there for you when times get rough.

"Gentlemen, I am counting on you to do a good job and take
care of my daughters."

"We will," Tom and the other men said at once.

I glanced up at Tom and he smiled down at me and gave my
knee a gentle loving squeeze.

What had I gotten myself into here?

I could stand it no longer. I had to ask. "Is there no way
of switching us back again?"

Hallins chuckled at that and some of the other girls gave
nervous giggles. "Oh, my, no," Hallins replied firmly. "I have
already explained that the procedure is a one way process."

"What if you blank out his mind?" I asked pointing to Tom now
who narrowed his eyes on me suspiciously.

Hallins laughed once more. "The clones are made carefully and
in a special way to ensure their minds are empty and ready to
receive a host. I can not simply erase a person's mind who
already exists with an identity intact. Besides which, erasure
of a person's identity would be considered as murder and I
won't condone it."

"But isn't placing me in a woman's body with no way back
the same as that?" I asked.

"Your identity hasn't been erased, Kate. It may develop
differently than you'd planned but it's not been erased,
I assure you," Hallins said sitting back down in his seat
at the head of the table now. "Of course you were probably
referring to the ethical nature of what I've done to you.
This is understandable. I'm sorry if you feel cheated out
of your old life. I promise I won't engage in this sort of
experiment again without fully informing future test
subjects. It's a pity I had to resort to trickery to
carry out my experiment. I simply had to know if it was
possible for it to work on humans and thankfully it has."

"Well you didn't have to do this to all four of us," I
pointed out still angry at him for this.

"Perhaps you're correct in that assessment," he said
stroking his chin. "However since I've grown four female
clones it was time to give them minds of their own. I did
what I had to do in order to make my daughters complete."

After lunch I was still so upset at the Doctor's speech that
I refused to have anything to do with poor Tom.

I snuck out into the garden while Tom and the other men had
a private meeting with Dr. Hallins.

Afterward Tom somehow found me and still followed me around in the garden like a loyal puppy while I moodily paced and sulked.

"There's got to be another way," I said to him at last as
I sat down on a bench.

"We've been through this already," Tom said sitting down
beside me and putting an arm around my back. "You heard what
he said. It's just not possible to switch you back."

"What about a mutual switch? You could take my place and I
could take yours and be a man again," I suggested.

Tom shook his head no. "You need a blank mind to transfer into, remember? It just won't work. His machine doesn't work
like you're thinking."

"Well I tell you he's lying. He's lying to us just so we'll
all agree with it."

"There's something you should know," he said. "The Doctor
didn't tell you girls but he told us guys in private. He's
got a fifth clone."

"He does?"

"Yes but I'm not sure who he's planning on using her for.
I think maybe the butler. I don't know. The reason I'm telling
you this is he's worried one or all of you girls will find
out and try and take revenge on him. You know, make him go
through the machine himself. He entrusted us to help protect
him from any tretchery."

I smiled at Tom, thankful he told me. "And you told me
anyway. Thanks."

"Hey, I'm you, remember?" he said with a smile. "Anyway, I'll
help you get him back if you want."

"When?"

"Right now if you really want to. The others are off on
another hike or something. There's only the servants, the
Doctor and us."

Chapter Four

Tom grabbed a rifle from the gun rack in the parlor and
I followed him downstairs to the basement lab.

Dr. Hallins had his back to us as we entered and Tom was quick
to quietly shut and lock the door behind us.

Hallins hadn't heard us as several of his inventions were
noisily churning away in the background. He was busy measuring
out chemicals from one beaker to another at his big wooden workbench.

Tom tapped him on the shoulder and Hallins spun quickly
around. His eyes shot down to the barrel of the rifle which
was currently aimed at his heart. Then he looked at me, then
at Tom and I saw the fear in the Doctor's eyes now as he
knew what was up.

"No, please," he begged. "You musn't... She's too young. Too
young. The clone body's not ready yet."

I spied the blonde little girl floating vertically in a large
glass tube filled with bluish fluid. She was clothed only in
a little pink one-piece swimsuit and couldn't be any older than four or five.

"Shut up and get in the chamber," Tom ordered him.

The Doctor backed himself slowly into the mind transferrance
booth and Tom swung the door shut and pulled down a restraining bar to keep him sealed securely inside.

"You musn't do this," Dr. Hallins pleaded. "Her mind's too
small. The transfer might lose part of me in transit."

Tom curiously looked around the room for the controls and
saw a series of five levers. Four of which had been pulled
downward. The last remaining one he pulled with all his
might and it clicked down into place.

The little girl's suspended animation chamber drained quickly
of fluid and her unconscious body slumped lifelessly to the
ground on her side.

Dr. Hallins screamed for us to stop but it was already too
late. Little indicator lights were already blinking above
the transferrance chamber and above the little girl's tube.

The girl's body convulsed a few times as the Doctor's mind
was transported electronically somehow into hers. Then she
opened up her eyes and gazed around the room in confusion.

Then she sat up and screamed, kicking her little legs up
and down in a tantrum.

"What have you done, you fools?" the Doctor's old body hollared at us from inside the booth. "God in heaven... what
have you DONE?"

The glass wall around the little girl lowered slowly into the
floor and Tom opened up the door of the transferrance booth.

Dr. Hallins' old male body hurriedly rushed over to the
little girl and knelt there beside her.

"Daddy?" the little girl asked recognizing her old body now
and addressing him properly, for like myself and the others
she was now Dr. Hallins' daughter. "Look at what they did
to me, daddy."

"It serves you right," I said to the girl. "You got what you
deserved. Serves you right."

Grownup Dr. Hallins turned to us both with a scornful
expression as he grit his teeth. "You're not supposed to
transfer an adult mind into a child's head. The repercussions
can be disasterous."

"Daddy?" the new little girl asked. "Why did they turn me into
a little girl, daddy?"

Hallins glared at Tom and I and said,"Well I hope you're both
happy. Her mind's been reduced to that of a five year old."

"Not enough space, right daddy?" the girl guessed.

Hallins rested his hand upon her shoulder and nodded yes.

"That's right, sweetheart, not enough space," he agreed sadly.

He helped her to her feet and she clumsily took a few steps
toward us, nearly misjudging her step on her new wobbly little
legs and almost tripped.

She walked up to Tom and I and made a fist and wriggled it up
at us with a pouty lip. "You turned me into a little girl when
the body wasn't ready yet, you big fat meanies," she angrily
said. "You was 'posed to let it growed up more."

"Ironic," Tom said lowering the rifle now. "How ironic that
your twisted mind intended this machine to create the perfect
girlfriend. You created it so a man could become his own
girlfriend and have sex that way. Looks like you won't be
having sex for quite awhile. Guess you'll have to just wait
until you grow up."

The little girl frowned and turned to Dr. Hallins.

"Daddy? I don't know dat word," she said. "What's six for?"

"Not six, sweetie," Hallins corrected her and shook his head
in frustration. "Never you mind. You'll find out all about
that when you grow up to be a big girl, okay?"

"Well now that that's settled," Tom started and looked down
at me. "Think we should go take a walk."

"Don't you think I'll forget what you've done here," Hallins
said threateningly.

"Don't give me that. You had this coming to you and you know
it," Tom snapped back. "And if you know what's good for you
you'll both keep your big mouths shut about it until we're
all safely on that boat tomorrow and on our way."

"Daddy, they turned me into a girl," the little girl announced
once more.

"Shut up!" Hallins shouted harshly at her, enough to make her
jump back a little in surprise. "I KNOW you're a little girl,
okay? That's not important now. You've got to listen up and
behave yourself like these nice people said. They turned you
into a girl but it's a secret, okay?"

"A secret, daddy?"

"Yes, sweetheart. A secret. You know how to play pretends,
right?"

"I think so, daddy."

"Good. Then let's play pretends that you were always a girl,
all right?"

"Always one?"

"That's right and what's more let's also play pretends that
you didn't get turned into a girl by these two, okay?"

"Okay. Pretends is fun, daddy."

Tom seemed satisfied with Dr. Hallins' solution. "Good. That's
just how it's going to be then. Don't try anything stupid. I'm
keeping your rifle until we're on that boat tomorrow."

Dr. Hallins walked over to his workbench and opened up a
drawer. He held a little pistol between two fingers and offered it up to Tom. "You can have this instead. It'll be
easier to conceal from my servants. I am not interested in
violence, Mr. Venton. Only in protecting my work here. I can
assure you there's nothing more that I want than to see you
and your girlfriend and the others off my island in the morning.

"I will conceal the facts from the others and we'll pretend
as though nothing ever happened here. As I do not currently
posess the proper schools and facilities with which to raise
a five year old girl I will probably have one of my servants
escort her to the mainland and have her put in a private
school or something.

"It pains me to have to have to do so to the little tyke but
the situation warrents it, I'm afraid."

"No!" the little girl hollared stomping down a foot in
protest. "I won't let you do it, daddy. I don't wanna go
away. I'm not going to school. You can't make me, so there."

"It may only be for a little while, sweetheart," Hallins
assured her but the child just rolled her eyes and stormed
around in a circle taking great big steps and stomping her feet in a tantrum.

"I feel kind of sorry for her now," I whispered to Tom as
we headed back upstairs.

"The guy had it coming to him," Tom reminded me. "At least
you got your revenge."

"Then why don't I feel so happy about it?"

"That would be the bitter sweet part of the deal I'd guess."

With Dr. Hallins now trapped in the body of a five year old
little girl and his old male body occupying a simple copy
of his old persona I felt a mixture of content and remorse
for what Tom and I did. The real madman still lived on in
a way while the old one remained trapped in a girl's life
for ever after.

I could picture his humiliation right now at the proposition
of being made to wear a cute little girl's dress, panties,
tights and flats and paraded around the house as her former
self's adorable little daughter. Part of me wished he'd fight
his new role as a girl and attempt to be a tomboy instead.
The thought of Hallins running around a future schoolyard
exhibiting boyish qualities in such a body as that seemed
rather comical. Still a part of me felt deep sympathy for
the child. She would have to grow up all over again and
experience life from the other side of the fence as a girl
this time.

Tom had betrayed the trust Hallins had given him almost right
away and had done the one thing that Hallins had feared the
most - entrap him in his own little game.

As I walked holding hands with Tom I could almost feel the
new Dr. Hallins looking at us, plotting and scheming his next
move. I felt deeply uneasy about what he might do to us if
he decided to continue this game of revenge.

"Tom," I said as we walked along the sandy little trail. "I don't know if I want to go back there."

"I know. I know... but we can't just camp out on the beach.
If he wants to get even with us he could just as easily have
us hunted down by a handful of his servants. We might as well
make the best of it and stay the extra night," Tom suggested.
"As it stands right now he knows we're on even grounds. He
tricked us and we made him pay for it. There's no more clone
bodies to mind transfer anyone into right now so the game's
pretty much over. In the morning we sail back to the
mainland and each couple goes their seperate ways. Hallins
the girl goes to boarding school or whatever and that's that."

I heard laughter coming from behind some bushes and imagined
one of the other couples making out back there. It reminded
me once more of my changed sex and I glanced down at myself
in that little black skirt, matching short sleeved top and
flats. My breasts, though not too big, stood out proudly on
my chest. Perky little things I was now stuck with having to
deal with being there.

My creamy white skin, smooth and hairless all over radiated
a certain girlish glow. My narrow little feet walked naturally
now with one foot before the other, hips swaying in my light
feminine gait, curves in all the right places now. A man's
mind entrapped forever in a woman's body. My old male body
here beside me to help, love, protect and lead the way.

I wondered how fate had chosen me for this impossible, crazy match up. My old body, Tom there, deeply in love with a mad
scientist's sexy creation. I wondered if this indeed was the
way it was going to be from now on, with me opening up my
legs and welcoming deep inside my new sex my former cock.
To be loved to the limit by my old self to some day have
his babies and suckle them at my breast.

There was no question about it that I was more than a little
turned on by the idea of all this. It was fun to enjoy sex in
a new and different way but part of me still hated what had
been taken away from me. I only ever thought it was going to
be for just one day, not for the rest of my life.

The other women were certainly enjoying it, it seemed - once
we'd all been told outright at breakfast that there was no
way of changing us back again. They'd become angry then, sure,
but by lunch time they all seemed more accepting of the
situation.

I caught Tom glancing at my butt as I walked. I could feel
a definate pride in my strut now as I began to realize I had
more self confidence.

Tom detoured us in through a small grove of trees and sat me
down in his lap sideways in the tall grass. He began giving
me little kisses and enjoying the feel of his hands slowly
rubbing up and down my smooth soft legs.

"Come on now, Tom. There's got to be more to this than
sexual attraction," I said. "I'm not a toy you know."

He fumbled around in his pocket and pulled out a little
ring box and showed me. "Dr. Hallins told us men we should
get engaged," he revealed opening the ring box and showing
me the ring. It had a few diamonds on it which sparkled in
the sunlight. "We should get engaged to our girlfriends so
that we could plan for a wedding as soon as possible."

"He gave you that to give me?" I asked.

Tom nodded yes. "He wants his new daughters to be happy."

"Come on now, Tom. That's sweet and all but this is hardly
the time or place-"

"Why not?" he asked interrupting me. "We could get married
on the boat tomorrow if you want. Besides, why put off the inevitable? You know we're going to get married sooner or later and I'd really like to settle down with you and have some children."

"You're asking me to marry myself. Come on now, Tom. Don't
you realize how silly that is? Now I like you and all and
it's really been fun doing what we've been doing together
but this is a mad scientist's twisted fantasy we're living.
This was never meant to be," I said.

"But you're the perfect girl," Tom insisted.

"For you maybe but what about me? What do you think I want
in the long run? To be hooked up with my former male body
for the rest of my life? Come on now, Tom. Fun is fun but
this is going too far."

He put his ring box away now. "Okay. Maybe I was offering this
to you too soon. You're a really great girl, you know and I
do love you very, very much. If you can't change back to
normal then why not consider what I'm asking? We need each
other, you and I."

He reached out and lifted up my chin to make me look in his
eyes. "Oh Tom... What am I supposed to do? It's all so
confusing to me."

"Marry me," he said. "Be my wife and have my children. We
can live happily ever after together, you and I. I'll take
care of you and you can be my wife. We'll go places together
and think of all the fun we can have."

I chuckled. "Come on now, Tom. You seem to be enjoying this
way too much. Sex with you's been fun but I only ever did it
to make you happy. Remember, we're of the same mind, you and
I. Remember all the girls we've dated? Remember what we both
really want of life? Remember Patricia? The girl we dated
last year. The woman we both loved and wanted to marry? What
about her? Now I can't marry her stuck like this of course
but you can."

"Stop talking crazy talk, Kate," Tom said. "Patricia's nothing
compared to you and you know it. Stop comparing yourself to
her. You're way better than she is. What does she even have
in common to us, huh? She's more interested in guys her own
age. She's eight years older than I am and who care's if
sometimes she's a little flirt? Doesn't mean she's hot for
me. So what if I dated her for awhile. It was more of a
friendship thing back then than anything, really. What I need
is a woman like you, Kate."

"Augg!" I growled. "You're making me crazy. If I marry you
then that's as good as admitting to myself that I'm stuck
this way. I don't want to be stuck this way, Tom. I don't
mind having a little fun with this but what you're asking
is too much. Can't we just be friends or something? Why do
you have to want to OWN me?"

His hands moved up to my breasts and cupped them. He started
massaging them a little with his fingers.

"I'm not asking for you to be my slave," he said. "I just
want us to always be together, that's all."

His fingertips tickled my nipples unintentionally and I
laughed, squirming to get away but I couldn't. "Hee-hee-hee. Cut that out. It tickles. I told you it tickles. Why don't you ever listen to me?"

"Sorry," he said massaging my nipples more carefully now
until they got nice and stiff for him. "Is this better?"

"Yes," I replied. "But Tom... you're just not getting the
point. It's unnatural for us to be together like this. Dr.
Hallins made this happen. You and I were never meant to be.
Can't you see that? Don't you understand that if we get
married, that's what he wants? He wants us to accept this
situation. He wants you to be attracted to me. That was
always the point of all this."

"I don't see what's so wrong with it," Tom said. "You're a
very pretty woman. Our minds are alike. There's nothing wrong with me falling in love with you."

"That's what Dr. Hallins would say," I pointed out gently
pushing his hands away from my breasts now. "We've got to do
something, Tom. We can't let him do this to anybody else."

"You want to destroy his machine then?" he asked.

"Well, we've got to do something. If we allow him to keep
that machine he'll use it on somebody else sooner or later.
We've got to make him stop. There's no telling what he'll
do if we just leave this island tomorrow and let him keep
making monkeys out of people."

Tom chuckled at that. "You're not a monkey, little darling."

"You know what I mean," I said grumpily.

"Fine," Tom agreed. "First thing tomorrow morning I'll go down
in the lab and set the place on fire if that's what you want.
I'll set the whole house on fire if that makes you happy.
Problem with that is if I do then you're as good as stuck
that way my hunny bunny."

"I already am," I pointed out.

He kissed me behind the ear. "Then you've accepted that you
can't change back?"

I shrugged. "I guess so..."

"Then will you marry me?"

I craned my neck around to look up at him. "Don't let's start
that again, Tom."

"Will you consider it at least?"

"I'll think about it, okay? That's all I'm saying. Yeah, I'll
consider it but not right now. Don't rush me into this, all
right? It's weird enough having to be my own girlfriend for
Pete's sake. Give me some time and I'll think about it."

"Kate?" he asked.

"Yeah?"

"I know you agreed to only three more times," he started and
added,"but would you like to have sex again with me tonight?"

It seems I've created a monster.

Since I changed into a woman my need for sex had dropped
considerably but my body's response was amped up for it, so
I accepted it.

I didn't know how much more I could handle it being this man's
deposit center for his seed.

"If that's what makes you happy," I said shrugging.

"What would make you happy, my darling?"

"Changing back to normal, all right? But we both know that's
not going to happen."

He kissed me on the neck and began rubbing his hands slowly
up and down my legs again. His fingers were getting dangerously close to my crotch as he felt his way up my
skirt.

"You've got what I need," he said.

Boy that was a news flash and a half. Of course as a guy I
liked pussy but this guy was crazy for it. I would have to
slow him down somehow if I was going to keep my sanity much
longer.

"Please, Tom," I urged. "You know what they say about too
much of a good thing..."

"I don't care about that, now, honey. I only care for you."

His finger movements were starting to tickle and I laughed,
squirming to get away. "Hee-hee-hee! Cut that out. Stop
man handling me so."

He gently pat my thighs and left them alone for now.

"Whatever you say, my darling," he said kissing me again
on the neck.

"I didn't want to have to do this but I need boundaries,
okay? I don't want you feeling me up whenever you feel
like it. It's unnatural and you're really starting to
creep me out," I said.

"Whatever makes you happy," he agreed.

"Good," I said. "Then from now on you ask before trying to
do that stuff to me. No more feeling me up all over or giving
me kisses on the neck or anywhere until I agree, all right?
And for crying out loud, what am I doing sitting in your lap
for?"

He let go of me and allowed me to shift position and slide
off his lap to sit beside him instead.

"I don't see what's so wrong with it," he said.

"Well I do and for one thing I don't need to feel your
stiffy while sitting in your lap. It's just plain gross.
Put yourself in my shoes for a change," I said.

He chuckled looking down at the bulge in his shorts.

"I thought you were attracted to it," he said in defense.

"I don't even know WHAT I'm attracted to anymore, your cock
or having this body or what," I said. "There's a lot of
crazy thoughts going through my mind right now, Tom. Thoughts
and ideas I don't understand and don't know if I want. My
body's got these strange new attractions that I never had
before. Guys weren't something I was ever supposed to be
attracted to and sometimes I get really creeped out by what's
going on here. My body and mind aren't exactly on the same
page yet, all right?"

"Okay then," he agreed. "What do you want to do this afternoon?"

Now we were getting somewhere.

"Let's get some fishing poles and go fishing," I suggested.

"In the ocean or at the lake?" he asked.

"There's a lake?"

"Dr. Hallins mentioned one, yeah. We could go fishing at the
lake. It'll probably be easier to catch fish there than off
the dock."

"Good and what about a row boat or something and some beers?"

"Think I can round that stuff up no problem," Tom assured
me.

"Now we're talking, partner," I said giving him a love punch
in the chest.

I had always loved going fishing when I was a man. That love
hadn't dissipated one bit from my becomming a woman.

Tom and I went back to the mansion and fetched up a few
fishing poles, a tackle box and keys to the lakeside boat
house and hiked our way over there with a twelve pack of
beer.

We arrived at the boathouse around two o'clock in the afternoon and Tom put everything in a little row boat
there and I climbed in after him. He rowed us out onto
the lake and we cast our baited lines.

"It's a little weird chumming around with myself," I said
after awhile. "But I like it."

"So do I," he agreed.

A fish tugged on my line and I started to reel it in.

"Careful now, don't let it get away," Tom said standing up
and walking over to help me. He put his arms on mine to
steady the pole and with his help we reeled in the fish.

It was a nice looking trout. Just over eleven inches long.
I watched it flap helplessly at my feet in the boat as Tom
unhooked it and rebaited my line.

"You're a pretty good fisherman," Tom said then corrected
himself. "I mean woman."

I smiled and blushed. "Thanks. At least I've still got it,
right?"

"See? That's what makes you so special. You and I've got
the same skills and interests."

"You've said that already," I reminded him.

He didn't care though and continued on talking. "It's what
makes us the perfect couple. The Doctor was right. The
perfect woman for a man's got to be of the same thinking.
I love what you love and you love what I love. Isn't it
great?"

"I love women, Tom," I said. "Or at least yesterday I did."

He laughed at that. "And today?"

"Today I don't know what I love. My mind's all a filthy
mess of naughty ideas about what I like anymore. I didn't
ask for this. It just happened. I didn't think this was
going to be permanent. I just agreed to it because it tickled
my fancy and, like the others, I wanted to try it.

"It drives me out of my mind knowing that I could have strong feelings for a man, for my original male body even. I didn't think cocks would ever enter the picture for me at all but apparently they have. I don't know how the silly things have
wormed their way into my mind but they have and it creeps me
out. It really does."

He clutched his crotch now and boasted,"So, you like the
package."

"Well, duh!" I said rolling my eyes. "What girl wouldn't?
Grrr! I'm calling myself a girl already. Look, Tom, I'm going
through a lot of crazy changes in my head. Yes I find you
attractive and yes I find your equipment appealing to me but
I don't know why, okay? I don't know why and it scares me that
I should feel this way. I'm supposed to like pussy, not cock,
and it really weirds me out that although all the other
women are really attractive I don't find myself seeing them
that way anymore. All I see that's attractive is men. I don't
understand that, Tom. I really don't. I like how my new body
looks but... grrr! I'm more attracted to yours and it's just
not fair."

Tom stifled back a laugh and shook his head no for it.

"I'm sorry," he apologized. "I wish I knew how you feel.
I really do. It amazes me how much you've changed since
you got put in that body. We both started of the same mind
but you're on a different path than I am now."

"Yeah," I said and huffed. "Welcome to a woman's world
already, I know. Don't remind me."

"I'm really glad you've been sharing yourself with me," he
said. "That's really sweet of you, Kate."

"It's no joke I want to make myself - yourself, happy," I
said with a slight grin.

"That's what makes this so special," he agreed. "You and I
come from the same mind. The same body. The same life. You
may be the original and I'm only a copy but it's really been
nice having a girl like you around to love."

He sat beside me now and wrapped his arm around my back and
gave me a good long kiss on the lips until I blushed from
embarrassment and shrugged him away.

"Okay," I said having had enough of this already. "New rule.
When fishing out on a lake we're fishing buddies, not lovers,
okay? Leave that mushy stuff for the bedroom."

"You don't know how bad I want you right now."

"Yeah? Well keep it in your shorts, mister, because I'm starting to really get sick and tired of being your little
plaything twenty-four seven. You stay on your side of the
boat and I'll stay on mine. Let's just keep fishing and stop
this crazy nonsense for a little while, okay?"

Ignoring my plea he pulled off my flats and began massaging my left foot.

I'd always been a leg and foot man so I guess I didn't
blame him.

The fish in the small puddle in the boat finally stopped
moving about and gazed up at us.

"I love every square inch of you," Tom claimed and I knew he
wasn't lying. I'd love me too if I were him. "From your
delicate little ankles to your cute little nose, I love
every little bit of you."

"Tom," I said growing annoyed. "Remember the rules. You're
touching me again when we should be fishing."

He placed my left foot in his lap and continued his massage.
My right foot felt a little cold in the puddle as the boat
sloshed around in the middle of the lake.

A light breeze blew my long auburn hair a little as our
fishing poles dangled over the sides of the rowboat.

"I like your skin," he said gently stroking his hand up
my leg. "Girl skin is so soft."

I nervously laughed and said,"It's supposed to be, silly."

He seemed to ignore that and kept on feeling my leg.

"What it must be like for you," he said. "Trapped in a pretty
little body like that. Having smooth soft hairless girl skin
all over. Long, lovely hair on your head and pretty little
eyelashes, luschious kissable lips, wider hips and a yummy
little pussy between the legs. Breasts - what it must feel
like for you. Nice squeezable fun little breasts with nice
big nipples to play with."

"Hey buster," I said,"Nature designed those mainly for babies
you know."

He ignored that and released my leg. His hands cupped themselves over my breasts and hefted them up and down a
little. "Fun little breasts to play with. Fun little breasts
to have and enjoy. A neat little flat tummy and narrow waist,
sexy curves all over, everything in just the right place. What
it must be like to have all that now."

He put his hands on my hips and kissed me until my eyes went
wide from the sudden surprise.

When he broke off the kiss finally I had to take a few moments
to catch my breath. "Believe me, I'd trade places with you in
an instant if you wanted to feel what I'm feeling," I said.

He chuckled at that. "Never in a million years, Kate. I'd
much rather be with you than BE you."

"Okay, stop it, now," I said having had enough. "Stop trying
to get me all excited for you. We'll have sex again later
tonight, okay? Later tonight after dinner. Let's just try and
enjoy the simple pleasure of fishing, all right?"

He kissed me again and his kiss told me he was having other
plans than what I wanted.

His hands roved freely all up and down my body now and I could
sense his passion by all his heavy breathing.

"Okay, okay," I finally relented. "But not here, all right?
Row us to shore. I'm not going to have you mount me in the
middle of the lake."

He stood up and sat across from me, grabbed the oars and rowed in all earnesty. "Oh the things I'm going to do to you
when we get to shore," he promised with a wicked smile.

"Tom, you're starting to frighten me again," I said but he
laughed that away.

"I'm going to put your knees up on your shoulders on your
back and take you with your legs up in the air," he said
describing one of his favorite positions.

I used to love doing that to all my former girlfriends. Now
it was Tom's favorite thing as well.

I laughed nervously to try and get his mind off it but he
continued rowing furiously to get us to shore so he could
once again have his way with me.

I put my flats back on but knew that Tom would only take
them off again once we got to the beach.

"Tom," I said. "Maybe we should clean this fish first and
take it back to the mansion."

He shook his head no to the idea. "Oh, ho-ho!" he laughed. "Fishing. All you can think of right now is fishing when we
could be doing so much more. The fun we could already be
having just like all the others... and you wanted to go
fishing. Ha!"

"I don't really see how this relationship is going to work
if you don't calm down once in awhile and just be my pal for
a second. Sex isn't everything in life you know."

"To you it isn't but I'm the man now, remember? Sex is all
we ever think about or have you forgotten so easily?" he asked
pumping the oars faster and faster.

It was true. So far sex with him was always at his urging, not
mine. He was like a wild animal out of control.

The oars splashed again and again in the water as he rowed
us closer and closer to shore. I craned my neck to watch a
seagull fly overhead towards the rocky beach and thick
green jungle.

I had absolutely no inkling of a desire for sex with this man
but I guess it didn't matter to him now because I was here for
the using. Like it or not I was here for the using and he was
going to use me whenever he wanted to fulfil his crazy desire.

I'd gone along with it always of course. Always there for him
whenever he needed me. Always the perfect little girlfriend
for him to make love to on the spur of the moment.

I understood fully the needs of a man because I'd been one
before. Seeing it from a woman's eyes, though, was more than
a little frightening. This was a man out of control and if I
didn't want to wind up going insane from it I had to learn how
to stop him sooner or later.

"Tom," I pleaded. "We should save it for tonight and make it
special."

"Tonight? I need you right now," he replied.

"Please, Tom," I urged him. "You don't know how awkward it is
for me having to be made loved to and manhandled by my own
body."

"It's not your body anymore, sweetheart," he reminded me
harshly. "It's mine. I'm the man now and you're the woman."

I laughed nervously at that. "Uh, well... Maybe you should have better feelings for me then. Maybe you should want to
try and make me happy instead of just yourself."

"Don't try and tell me you're going to be one of those hard
to get women who never put out for a guy," he said. "You and
I know the type well. You want sex with me just as much as I
want it with you and you know it."

"Yes but there's so much more to do during the day than just-"

"You know it," he said interrupting me. "Admit it. It's what's
fun for both of us now. Nothing could be better, in fact."

"Yes, Tom, but you're acting like a kid in a candy store right
now and it's creeping me out."

"Oh, ho? How so? You've enjoyed every minute of it every time
I've made love to you," he boasted. "Every single minute of
it and you know it."

"But you're abusing your privileges," I pointed out. "If we're
to be girlfriend and boyfriend together then you need to slow
it down a little and stop trying to stick your cock in my
panties. You don't know how invasive it is when I let you do
that to me. I need personal space just like you do, just like
everyone does. If you keep this up I think I'm going to go
out of my mind."

The boat shook as it reached shore and hit gravel and sand.

"You want to do this just as much as I do," he insisted
stepping out of the boat and offering me a hand to get out
myself.

I climbed out and he took my hand in his now and led me up
the beach and behind some trees and bushes to find a nice
spot.

"Tom, I really think you're wrong about this," I said as he
laid me down on my back and began removing my clothes.

"Do you want me to or don't you?" he asked angrily. "Why'd
you make me row us all the way to shore if you didn't want
to? You're really ticking me off, now, Kate. You're sending
me signals that you want this and now you're telling me you
don't. So which is it already?"

"I want what makes you happy," I said. "If that's having sex
right here on the jungle floor beside a lake then whatever.
I don't care. Just get it over with."

He finished undressing me and lifted my legs up so my knees
rested on my shoulders and my feet stuck straight up in the
air.

Foreplay was out of the question right now I guessed. He
obviously wanted me pretty bad.

He gazed down at me lost deep in thought about what he was
about to do, then he suddenly grew angry and let me go. He
stood up and walked a few paces away with his back to me now
as he ran his hands through his short brown hair.

I lowered my legs to the ground and propped myself up on
my elbows. I began gathering up my things.

"So you want to go fishing," he stated.

"I'd like to do something other than have sex all the time,
yes," I replied slipping back into my panties and pulling on
my skirt.

"So right now you just want to be my pal, is that it?"

"Now you're getting the picture, Tom."

I put on my bra and top and slipped back into my flats.

"But you WOULD have sex with me right now if you knew that
I wanted it, right?"

"I would."

"But you don't really want that right now."

"No."

"But for me you'd do it."

"Yes."

"I don't get it," he said turning around to face me again. "I
guess I just don't understand women. We've got the same mind
and yet yours is so much different now. What gives?"

"I'm learning things from a different perspective I guess," I
offered.

"What is it about me that creeps you out so much?"

"Plenty," I replied. "For one thing that's my body you're in.
You don't know what it's like being handled by the body you
grew up in. What's more until last night I'd never even
considered the idea of sleeping with a man."

"But you're a woman now."

"Yes, I suppose you're right," I agreed. "But until last night
I was a man, okay? And now I'm supposed to let you feel me up
and kiss me and make love to me whenever you want, just because we share the same mind? Come on now, Tom, you know
better than that."

"So you're saying that sex with me is like masturbation?"

"No, Tom. Well... almost. It's just weird, that's all. At first it was exciting and fun, something neat and interesting
to experience but now I feel as if you're just using me. You're using me, Tom. I don't want to feel like I'm being
used by you."

He pounded his fist into a tree trunk. "Damn it, I need you!
If you were still a man you'd know this need runs strong.
You don't know how bad I need you right now, Kate. Do you
realize how pretty you are? How sexy you look in that skirt?
Do you know what that wonderful woman's body of yours is doing
to me right now? I just can't stop thinking about it. About
how much I want to do it with you."

I felt myself pouting a little. "I don't have that need
anymore, Tom. My new body's not out of control like yours is.
All I'm saying is you need to give me some more space, okay?
I can't constantly have sex with you all day long just because
of your silly needs and wants. I like sex like this, okay? I
really do but not every half hour all day long."

"Will you at least stroke me off?" he asked hopefully. "You
don't have to suck it, just stroke it off so I can have some
relief here."

I grimmaced at the thought of that but I understood fully his
desperate need right now.

"If that'll make you happy, then I guess so," I agreed at
last, darting my eyes quickly away to try and not think
about it.

Within a minute I found myself doing the impossible. Jacking
off my old male body from on the outside of it.

It didn't take him long to cum and when he did it shot all
over my face. I wiped it off with the back of my hand and
spat at the salty taste of it on my lips.

He chuckled at my sourpuss expression. "Sorry about that," he
aplogized.

Yeah, right he was sorry. He deliberately aimed it at me at
the last moment.

I let go of his cock now and looked up at him as I sat there
on my knees. "Maybe it would have been better if you did that
in me than on me," I said regretting what I'd just done with
him.

I finished wiping the stuff from my face and got up on my
feet again.

"Thank you," he said.

"Yeah well I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell the others
about it."

He laughed. "Embarrassed?"

"Humiliated is a better word for it but yes. Are you happy
now?"

"Very."

"Good. So we can go back out on the lake and you won't
manhandle me anymore?"

"I'll try. That's all I'm saying."

Chapter Five

I caught three more fish and Tom caught two that afternoon
before he rowed us back to the boat house and we hiked back
to the mansion.

I spotted Hallins, the little girl, in the living room as
we entered the house. She wore a little pink dress, white
tights and shiny black flats and sat there on the carpet
playing with a red headed dolly.

She was certainly lost in her own little world when she
suddenly snapped out of it and glanced up at Tom and I
in recognition.

"You!" she hollared pointing at us accusingly. "You did this
to me."

"Calm down now," Tom said to her. "There's no need to be
upset about something that can't be undone. You got what
you deserved, now, and that's that."

"Daddy named me Heather," she informed us with a pout. "And
he made me wear this and carry a dolly around. I'm 'posed to
be a size-un-tist, nots a little girl."

"Shhh," Tom warned her. "Not so loud. Do you want the others
to find out?"

"No," she agreed with a shrug.

"Remember what your daddy said. You've got to play pretends
like you were always a little girl, okay?"

"Okay.... but you tell him I don't wanna go to boarding
school tomorrow with you guys on the boat."

I held my hand up to my mouth to cover up my amusement.

Tom freely grinned and said,"Well, we'll see, okay?"

We went in the kitchen and the cook took our fish away,
cleaned them, wrapped them up and put them in the freezer for
later.

When we returned to the living room the maid was playing
patty cake with poor little Heather who was lost to the
giggles in the midst of it.

Tom and I went upstairs and changed into our bathing suits
for a quick swim in the pool out back.

I put a bikini on for the first time at Tom's insistance and
followed him barefoot out to the pool.

This time I at least had the common sense to put on a pink
swim cap to keep my hair from getting all wet.

We dove in the pool together and swam from the deep end to
the shallow end just like before. Tom had a quick little
splash fight with me before engulfing me up in his arms and
giving me a kiss. Then I was sitting there on his lap just
like before with his arms wrapped around my waist.

It was crazy sitting there like that and feeling his manhood
rise to the occasion beneith me, nestling itself up against
my bikini bottom in just the right spot. It was as if his thing had radar and knew just where it wanted to be.

I rolled my eyes around twice, trying not to think of what
was going on right now and there he was with his arms around
me, invading my space just like I warned him not to all the
time.

"I don't know what keeps you going," I said amazed. Was I always that horny around my girlfriends? It didn't seem so.
Then again I was no ordinary girlfriend either.

I think it turned him on that my male mind was trapped in a
female body for him. There didn't seem to be any other
explanation for why he was so constantly turned on by my
presence.

I was no prettier than any other girl I ever dated. If anything Patricia, my last girlfriend, had a taller and more
beautiful body than mine. So then why was Tom going so crazy
over me all the time? Why wasn't he thinking about getting
back with her?

His lump in his lap throbbed beneith me as if reading my
mind.

It was because I was here and not her. That's why.

Oh how convenient.

"I think you need to calm down some, there, Tom," I suggested.

"I told you I can't help it," he said in excuse.

"Let's just stop thinking about sex all the time for awhile.
Think you can do that?"

"I'll give it a try but, then, you know me."

I craned my neck and looked up at him smiling down at me.

"Stop trying to be funny about it. I'm being serious, here,
Tom. Let's talk about something else."

"Okay. Like what?"

"Well... I'm twenty-three again," I replied. "You're twenty-eight and have already got a college degree. I think I should
go back to college and get one myself."

"In what?"

"Well... maybe I could be a teacher or something or a nurse."

"A nurse?" he asked laughing.

"What's so funny about that?" I asked elbowing him hard in
the side for it. "I could be a nurse if I wanted to."

"Yeah right. Mister computer programmer's going to become
a nurse," he laughed.

"So what if I don't want to be a programmer anymore? So what?
That's your job, now, remember? I've got to start all over
again and the way I figure it why should I go down the same
path all over again? How boring is that?"

"Okay," he said stifling back his laughter now. "So you want
me to support you in this and help you go back to college or
medical school or whatever and become a nurse. I'm fine with
that if that's what you want, Kate."

"That IS what I want," I said. "And what's wrong with that?"

"It seems so stereotypical, that's all."

"Oh? Just because I'm a woman now you think I'd choose that
to follow a stereotype?"

"Well what else would you choose? Heck, if I was a girl like
you I guess I'd become a nurse as well."

"See? So we DO still think alike then. So give it a rest
already. Don't pick on me for what you know you'd pick as
well if you were in my shoes."

"Well why not an astronaut or a news reporter or something?"

"I could do that but that's not what I'm interested in right
now. Hmmm... I wonder how long it takes to become a nurse."

"Longer than just college, that's for sure."

"Okay, then if you're so smart, what do you suggest?"

"I think you were right the first time. You should become
a teacher."

"Really?"

"Why not? Besides which you know what I really want for you."

"Yeah, to be your house wife and raise your children. Don't
remind me. I already know your old fashioned sense of
reality when it comes to marriage. So you'd have me cooped
up at home with the kids, then, is that it?"

"Well... I'd give you your own car and we'd have a joint
bank account you could use whenever you like," he offered.

"How very astute of you, putting me under your little finger
and giving me some so-called freedoms while having me couped
up in your little cage until the day I die."

Tom laughed at me and said,"I'm not saying I'm going to be
a bossy or controlling husband."

Now it was my turn to laugh. "Bossy? Controlling? For your
own good, Tom, you'd BETTER be controlling otherwise I'm
going to be the one wearing the pants around the house, you
can better believe that."

"You want me to control you?"

"If I have to be a woman I want you to take charge, okay?
That's all I'm saying. I can't even believe I'm saying it
but if one of us has to be submissive to the other then I guess it'll have to be me."

"So what do you want me to do with you if you get out of
line? Spank you?"

I glared up at him. "You'd like that wouldn't you? Maybe I
would too, who knows. All I know is that you've got to get
yourself a pair of balls, Tom. Out by the lake you let me
talk you out of having sex with me."

"Okay, hold up here. You're starting to confuse me again.
You're saying I should have tried to coax you into it more?"

"Yes Tom. That's exactly what I'm saying. You know how much
sex always meant to me. It still does. So for you to have me
jack you off while I got nothing, well, mostly nothing, is
a pretty selfish thing for you to go and do."

"So... let me get this straight. If I did and said the right
things back there you'd have had sex with me?"

"Bingo."

"What did I do wrong?"

"For one thing you're in too much of a hurry. Slow down, all
right? Just slow down your act a little. Give a girl some
space, too, while you're at it. You don't have to always have
me sitting in your lap. Maybe we could just hold hands a
little instead."

At that he hefted me up and off his lap and sat me down
beside him.

I was so short though that the water came up to my nose and
I stood up and spat out a mouthful.

"Very funny," I said punching him lightly on the shoulder
while he laughed at my expense.

He pointed and laughed at me. "Your boob came out."

I glanced down and saw the he was right. My left tit had
somehow slipped out of my black bikini top. I corrected it
in a hurry and smoothed my hands gently over my breasts and
toyed with the tiny little black bow in the middle for a bit.

"Augg!" I cursed. "You don't know how difficult it is being
a girl."

"Trade with you."

"Anytime, you name it."

"Yeah, I wish."

I smiled and walked over to him. I rested my hands on his
shoulders as he sat there looking up at me.

"Sorry, Tom, only one of us gets to be a woman in this
lifetime and I guess that's me," I said grinning.

He grabbed my arm and yanked me down into a kiss then
dunked my head underwater real quick and laughed as I
came up for air and splashed him one in the face.

"Stop acting like a little boy," I snapped, having had
enough of his antics lately.

"If anyone's little now it's you," he teased.

"Yeah, yeah, very funny, very funny, so I'm short now.
Big deal. You'd be too if this happened to you."

"You're forgetting something, sweetheart, it couldn't
have ever happened to me. I'm just a copy of your original
mind, remember? A copy of your mind left in your old body
while you transferred to that cute little body over there.
In truth I didn't exist before last night. I'm a phantom of
your old identity."

"Okay so this couldn't have happened to you, so what? So
what if I'm a woman now and you're not? Big deal. Just stop
acting so childish sometimes, that's all, and I didn't appreciate it you throwing me in the ocean this morning
either by the way."

"I'm sorry, okay? I'm only just playing. Come on. It's fun.
Admit it. You like it too. I know you do. It's fun playing
with you. You're like my new best friend, only better."

He gave me a splash to prove his point and I splashed back
at him until we were in a huge splash fight. It lasted for
over ten minutes before he picked me up and carried me to
the diving board and cannon balled us both in the deep end
together.

He relased me underwater and I swam up to the surface gasping
for air and hollared at him for what he did.

"That's not funny, now," I said. "Just because you're bigger
than me doesn't give you the right to- hey! Put me down."

He carried me out of the pool again, my legs kicking and
flailing all the way, and once more jumped off the diving
board with me in tow.

I swam to the surface and over to the pool's edge. "Cut it
out, Tom."

"Only if you'll say you're sorry," he insisted.

"ME say I'm sorry?" I shot back.

"For not having sex with me by the lake."

"Right. Like that was ever MY fault you big lummox. No! Put
me down! Put me down again! Okay, okay... I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Just put me down already."

He set me down in a streched out lounge chair on the
concrete deck.

"Boobie alert," he said.

I glanced down and saw my left tit had slipped free of my
bikini top again. I righted it and glared up at him while
he laughed.

He stared at my crotch now and I quickly put my legs close
together before he said something clever like "camel toe"
to me.

"Oh come on," he begged. "I think it's cute that little
pussy of yours trying to show herself off when you least
expect it."

I tugged at my bikini bottom to fix the situation a little
and wondered how often this sort of thing happened to a girl
and how in the world I'd ever deal with knowing it could
even happen.

"That's not very nice, Tom, laughing at a woman's little
problems."

"Oh it's no problem to me, believe you me. In fact I'm kind
of sorry I pointed out the obvious. I should have enjoyed it
a little more first."

Just then a little blonde girl in a pink dress came running
out of the house on wobbly little legs. Her arms were up in
the air and she hurriedly talked to herself. "Not gonna put
ME in no boarding school. I'm donna run away an' hide in a
cave. Can't send ME away from my island..."

I realized it was Heather, formerly Dr. Hallins and tried to
conceal my growing amusement at the little girl's antics.

The maid hurried out of the house after the girl and scooped
her up in her arms. "Bad little girl. Bad, naughty little
girl, Heather. Bad. Bad. Don't you ever threaten to run away
from home ever, ever again. Do you hear me?"

Heather struggled to escape, pushing down on the maid's arms
around her and straining to break free but to no avail.

"You don't un'nah stand," Heather cried, gritting her teeth
as she tried and tried to pry her way free. "It's not what
you think. It's all a mish'take. I'm weely da doc'toh."

"Oh don't be ridiculous, now. You're not the Doctor. You're
just a little girl. How could you ever be the Doctor when
he's right downstairs in his lab right now?"

Tom walked over to them now and lifted the little girl's
chin up and said,"What a cute imagination she has, right?"

"Very cute," the maid agreed. "But it's dangerous for her to
think such things, even if it is all just made up in her
pretty little head."

"But I'm not the-," Heather started but Tom interrupted her.

"Careful now. Remember what we were told," Tom said reminding
her she was supposed to keep her mind transferance a secret.

She frowned, confused, then her eyes got big and bright and
she nodded yes. "Dat's right. I'm sorry. I'm a girl. I'm a
little girl. I was only foolin' you guys."

Tom whispered something into the little girl's ear that only
she could hear. Heather looked up at him, smiled and nodded
yes.

"Good," Tom said. "Now you be a good little girl from now on,
all right?"

"I will," Heather promised giggling happily at the reminder
he'd given her that this was a fun little game of playing
pretends. "I like having fun. I'm gonna have ALL the fun.
Tee-hee!"

The maid carried her back into the house now as Tom walked
back over to stand beside me.

He swirled a finger around the side of his head to indicate
the poor child was crazy. "So easy to fool her into fooling
herself, I guess. It'll be interesting having her along for
the cruise back to the mainland. I wonder what crazy antics
she'll be up to then."

"She may look innocent enough, Tom, but remember who she
really is. She's mad at the both of us for putting her in
that body. There's no telling what she'd do to try and get
us back for that," I said shifting slightly in my seat. I
felt my bikini bottom riding up my pussy crack again and
tugged at the soft material to correct it.

"Oh what are you even worried about? She's as helpless now
as a little kitten. The real one to worry about's downstairs
in the basement. I'll bet right now he's already plotting
some little scheme to get back at us."

Tom knelt down beside me and ran his hand up and down my
leg then kissed my left knee affectionately.

"I'm in the mood again, sweetheart," he said with a hungry
look in his eyes.

"After supper," I insisted.

"Are you testing me again or are you being serious this
time?" he wondered aloud.

"That's for me to know and you to find out."

He reached under my legs with one arm and behind my back with
the other and lifted me up out of my seat.

"Tom," I warned. "Okay, this time I mean it. After supper,
all right."

"If we can't have sex then at least make out with me," he
offered as a compromise.

"Kissing and petting only leads to sex, now, you know it."

"I'll behave myself. I promise. Come on. It'll be fun for
both of us."

"The point of it is I don't want you always invading my
space. Can't you relax already and just cool yourself down?
Look, Tom, if you want me to go on being your girlfriend
then you're going to have to learn to give a girl some
space. The way you're carrying on you'd think we were
a couple of newlyweds on our honeymoon. Well, we're not.
Not yet anyway. So just cool it, okay? Put me down now."

"I'm not invading your space. I'm sharing it with you," he
said carring me out the back gate and walking down a sandy
little path into the jungle.

I kicked my legs up and down to show him I wanted to have
him let me go but he just ignored my efforts.

"Tom!" I hollared.

"I'm taking charge, just like you told me so."

He had me there and I found myself regretting having said
it.

I shook my head no at him. "You silly fool, you. You're
thinking with your penis again, aren't you? Don't tell me
you've been eating clams or something."

"I don't need anything of the kind," he said but I suspected
he and maybe the other men had all been given some kind of
aphrodisiac. I'd never in my entire life before as a man had
the kind of stamina Tom had been displaying lately. He had
to be lying to me. There was just no way he could want sex
again so quickly.

"You're taking something," I realized and by the slight smile
he gave me and that knowing look in his eyes his expression
finally revealed the truth. "You ARE! You ARE taking something. No wonder you're all over me the way you are.
No wonder. Okay, okay. What did the Doctor give you guys?"

"I'm sorry but I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't lie to me, Tom. I saw it in your face. You gave me
a look just then."

"Okay, so the Doctor gave us men some pills, okay? It's no
big deal. So I'm a sex starved lunatic now over you. So what?
At least it's fun."

"What kind of pills?" I asked as he carried me off the trail
and back over to the spot where he'd taken me this morning.

"Sex enhancers of some kind. I don't know. Never took 'em
before," he admitted laying me down on my back in the tall
grass.

"How many have you taken today?" I asked.

"To tell you the truth I've lost count," he said grinning
down at me as he climbed on top of me, propping himself above
with his big strong arms. "The Doctor said you could eat as
many as you wanted so I've been eating them like candy."

"Oh, so THAT'S what you've been snacking on all day," I
realized at last.

"Stuff's driving me crazy for you," he said. "I mean... even
without them I'd think you're hot but..."

"Just stop it Tom. Don't dig yourself deeper into the grave
you've dug already. By the way, where are the pills now?"

"Left them back at the room."

"Could I have one?"

He laughed at that and shook his head no. "Afraid not,
sweetheart. They're for men. They don't work on women."

"Oh," I said pouting a little. "Well... maybe the Doctor could
give us ladies something that works for us."

"Don't count on it, Kate. He's on unspeaking terms with us
after what we did to him, remember? The only thing besides
revenge that he wants is to throw us off this island."

He smothered his face in between my legs and smoothed his
hands up and down on them greedily. "Mmmm... Your legs are
so freaking sexy I could lick them up all over."

I just laid there on my back and let him roam his hands all
over my body. Some of it felt pretty darn good actually but
other stuff just wasn't turning me on at all. Like his kisses
on my neck for example or with him staring at me inches away
from my face eye to eye. Just looking at my old male face
staring at me there from this perspective was enough to
creep me out.

The sex was good and all but I was still a man inside this
woman's body and until last night I didn't have these kind
of problems to deal with.

He seemed to really be enjoying himself though and I felt almost obligated to let him do so. After all, I'd have wanted
him to let me do that to him if things were turned around and
he was a woman instead.

I just laid there on my back sometimes looking up at him,
sometimes feeling rather bored and looking over at the trees
or the tall grass around us.

He got himself down in a good position on top of me and we
began kissing. I found myself for the first time offering him
kisses back in return as our make out session continued.

"Mmmm," he moaned happily rubbing the palm of his hand up
and down my crotch, feeling my smooth sex through my bikini bottoms.

I couldn't believe this was happening to me. Happening to me
again like all the other times only this time with our clothes
on. This time holding off from having sex. It was just one
big forplay session going on and on and on and it never seemed
like it would ever end.

"Tom?" I asked interrupting him as he rubbed my nipples through the thin fabric of my bikinni top.

"Huh? Wha-?"

"Isn't that enough, Tom?"

"Huh? Oh no. I figure we still got a couple hours until
dinner. We can do it until then."

"You're having most of the fun, though," I complained.

"You don't like what I'm doing?"

"I didn't say that. Of course I like that. It feels really
wonderful what you're doing there. I just don't feel like
I'm playing an active role."

"You can feel my body too if you'd like," he offered.

"Ungh! Please, Tom, give me a break. I'm still a man in
here, remember?" I said pointing to my temple. "All my life
I've loved women, not men. My body seems to like this, yeah,
but I'm all confused inside about these feelings."

"Put your hands on my chest and rub them around," he said
lifting one hand then the other up to him for me.

My hands quickly retreated to my sides and I balled them up
into little fists and pounded the ground repeatedly as I
shook my head no. "Ungh! No, no, no! I can't do it. I can't.
It's weirding me out."

"Well you like the sex, right?"

"Yes but-"

"Then what's the big deal? We've done it lots of times since
last night. You should just go with it. Let yourself go and
get over it already. I don't bite."

"Well it's different for you. You don't have to switch your
sexual preferences around for me because you're still a man.
I'm not. For me it's different. For me it's... difficult."

"Is that why you were playing hard to get out by the lake
today?"

"It's part of it, yes. That and I think I'm going to go crazy
with you having your hands on me all the time."

"Fine. I'll stop taking the pills if you want."

He stopped playing with my nipples and rolled over and sat
beside me.

I sat up to join him.

"It's only my first day as a woman," I said. "I'm sure I'll
figure myself out sooner or later but not with you rushing
me."

"But you're so... beautiful... so... touchable and kissable.
You've got to share that with me, Kate. Share it with me."

"I am sharing it. I am. I'm trying to but if you don't stop
it soon and give me a break I think I'm going to scream and
lose my head."

He was quiet for a few moments then chuckled to a thought
he'd got in his head.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"What I wouldn't do to be in your place and have your so-called problems," he said. "I envy you. I really do. If it
were possible I'd trade places with you in an instant just
to see what it's like. It must be pretty darn fun for you."

I let lose a grin. "Sometimes it is. Sure. Sometimes but not
all the time. Do you know the confusion that runs through my
head after every time we have sex? As much as I want and enjoy
my personal space back when you roll over and take a nap I
also feel the urge to be held and cuddled."

"You never told me that."

"Well it's true. I'm getting these strange feelings. These
weird... needs. The guy part of me is loathe to admit it but
my girl side's screaming in my head right now to just shut
up and listen already and fulfil those hungry needs."

"Are you feeling one of those needs right now?"

"Yes."

"Like what?"

"Hold my hand."

"Really? That's it."

"Yes. I WANT to hold hands with you, Tom."

He reached over and took my hand in his now and we interlocked
our fingers together. I felt a warm feeling inside wash over
me. There was pleasure in this but it wasn't exactly sexual
or anything. It was just pure unfettered bliss.

My male ego was in my head screaming no, begging me to stop
this silly nonsense at once. How dare I have feelings for
a man? How dare I want to feel his closeness by the simple
act of holding hands?

The woman in me enjoyed it though so I let it continue for
a few minutes before finally letting go again. The man in my
head was screaming fits for me to stop so I had to finally
let go.

I glanced down at my lonesome hand now feeling strangely
guilty and oddly creeped out.

"What's wrong?" Tom asked picking up a twig and snapping it
in half.

"I don't know if I can ever get used to this," I replied
shrugging. "I don't know if I can ever accept that this is
me and that you're my.... my replacement."

He smiled and said,"I wouldn't say that. I'm more to you now
than just someone to take your place and live your old life
for you. I'm here to help you and protect you. Oh, but much
more than that. There's other things too. You're short now
but I'm still tall so I can help you fetch things off the
shelves or from the cupboards that are out of reach. I can-"

"Don't patronize me, Tom. I'm not helpless you know."

"I didn't mean to put it like that. I was only saying that
as a team we go hand in hand, right? We complete one another.
That's all I'm saying here."

"What's even the point? We're of the same mind. Who cares if
we have things in common or share similar interests. Don't you
want to marry a girl who's got differences in her head? Someone with a slightly different education that you? Don't
you want to meet someone like that who doesn't always feel like she has to say yes to sex, just because she doesn't want
to hurt your... her... old feelings?"

"Is that what you think?" Tom asked. "That you feel pressured
into having sex with me for my benefit, not yours?"

"Yes, Tom," I replied. "Well... sometimes yes. We don't have
to have a full on marathon in bed. You don't have to try and
impress me by taking those pills. I still like sex, even the
way I am now, but it's just too much of a good thing. I don't
want it to ever get boring. Can you understand what I'm saying
here?"

"I think so," he said shrugging and scratching the back of
his neck a little. "You must feel pretty cheap, huh? Well I'm
sorry. I guess maybe all along I was only thinking of myself
by taking those pills."

I offered him my hand again and he took it. I felt chills of
bliss coursing through my body even though the little man in
my head was throwing fits.

"I'm trying to like this, Tom," I assured him. "It's difficult
but I'm trying to do my best. I do like my new female body.
It's really, really nice but it's still a bit too early for
me to make a final call and admit I want to stay like this
for the rest of my life."

"Well, there's always a sex change operation."

I narrowed my eyes on him. "Don't try and be funny with me,
Tom. What kind of a shrimp of a man do you think I'd make if
I went and did a thing like that? How many women would I ever
attract even if a doctor could make my face more boyish with
plastic surgery? I'm not saying that I'm against people doing
that stuff. That's their business if they want to but it's
not for me. No, the only way I'd be happy is if I could go
back through that machine and switch back to normal. A man's
life is really where I belong but I guess I don't really have
a choice in the matter, do I?"

"Maybe not. I'm willing to try and swap you back if you'd
like."

"And make you go through what I'm going through? No sir. I
wouldn't wish this on you, Tom. Even if you WOULD like to
fondle these breasts from inside a body like this to see
what that's like. Believe me, the novelty wears off pretty
quickly, honey."

"By the way, that reminds me, I haven't seen you fondle your
own breasts at all since the mind transfer last night."

"I always did it while you weren't looking. Believe me, I'm
not stupid enough to give up on a good thing and throw it
out the window."

"Play with them now."

"Huh? What?"

"Your breasts. Play with them now if you want to."

"I can't. I'll get embarrassed with you watching me."

"We're the same mind so it should be no big deal to either of
us. Go on. I know you want to."

I gave my breasts a few little squeezes then blushingly
turned away giving up.

"I can't," I said in near whisper. "Not with your watching."

"I've been a big headed selfish old fool today, haven't I?
I haven't given you an inch of space all day. I bet you've
wanted to play with your new body all day long but you couldn't because I was always with you," he said and wrapped
an arm comfortingly around my back. "Isn't that right?"

I nodded yes and found tears welling up in my eyes. They just
came out of nowhere and started trickling down my cheeks. The
man in my head stood there puzzled and absolutely flabbergasted by this sudden rush of female emotion.

Tom stood up to leave. "I'll go back to the mansion and leave
you be until dinner, I promise. You need a little alone time.
I didn't see that before but I know now I was in the wrong.
You need some time to get used to your body in private."

"Thanks," I weakly said.

He waved goodbye down to me and I waved back and watched him
turn and leave.

I sat there and hugged my knees up beneith my chin just enjoying the feel of my hands resting on my smooth, soft
hairfree girl flesh. After a good while of this I felt
comfortable that I was indeed alone and Tom had kept to his
word and went back to the mansion to leave me alone in
private.

I began fondling my breasts now and enjoying the weight and
feel of them in my hands. I could play with them all day if
that sex crazed Tom would ever allow it.

I played and played and played with myself for I don't know
how long but it must have been close to dinner time because
Tom poked his head in through the bushes, saw me playing with
my breasts still and covered up his eyes. "Sorry," he said
apologetically. "I just wanted you to know that it's about
dinner time."

"Already?" I asked letting go of my wonderful fun little
breasts now with a disapointed sigh.

"Afraid so. You've been here almost two full hours," he claimed but to me it seemed a whole lot less than that.

Chapter Six

Poor little Heather had to sit at the dinner table in a
high chair for babies. She grumped and complained about it
the entire time but her "daddy" tired of her ownry behavior
and scolded her several times.

Dr. Hallins didn't give his usual speech which was of no
surprise because he seemed pretty upset still at what Tom
and I had done to him.

The other women sat beside their former male bodies absolutely
enthralled and deeply in love with them. I could tell right
away by the way most of them were holding hands and leaning
into their boyfriend's shoulders but by the middle of the
meal there was a little hanky panky going on beneith the
table.

I deliberately dropped my spoon for an excuse to see what
all the sudden eye movements from the women were all about.

Below the table almost all their boyfriends had slipped off
one shoe or another and were rubbing their feet slowly up
and down the legs of their dates.

I picked up the spoon and sat back down in my chair and let
go a funny smirk at what I'd seen. Tom looked down at me
but didn't get the joke.

"Heather, eat your peas or you'll get no dessert," Dr. Hallins
sternly warned.

"They taste yucky. I don't like 'em," Heather complained
crossing her tiny arms over her chest in protest.

Dr. Hallins took a bite of peas himself and made an "mmmm"
sound to show her even HE liked peas and why not her?

"I don't care if YOU like 'em. I don't like 'em no more,"
Heather whined.

Dr. Hallins rapped his fork loudly on the girl's high chair tray. "Remember what we already discussed, young lady. I'll
have no more outbursts of this kind here at my table."

"Okay," Heather reluctantly agreed. "I guess so... but I
still don't like them peas. I don't like ANYTHING green."

"Not even cute little frogs?" one of the women interjected.

"Ewww! Frogs are yucky," Heather said squinting her eyes
and puckering her lips all up into a sourpuss expression.

Suddenly Robert stood up and clinked his spoon on his wine
glass to make an announcement. "I'm sure many of you will
soon come to the same conclusion as Roberta and I have. At
least it's my hope you do so. Anyway, I'd like to announce
that Roberta and I are now engaged to be married. The wedding
will hopefully take place two weeks from now in Las Vegas and
you are all invited to join us if you'd like."

There was much clapping and congradulations from all around
the table.

I could sense the jealousy in Tom, Jack and Alex's eyes at
how lucky Robert was that he'd completely won over Roberta
in less than a single day already.

I could only sit there and feel myself blushing at how awkward
THAT would be - to get married to your own self like that and
be your own bride.

Dr. Hallins stood up as Robert sat down again. "It will be
my honor to attend the wedding and give my daughter away."

He sat back down to more clapping and shot a menacing look
towards Tom and I.

Hallins finally decided it was about time to finally introduce
the spoiled little brat daughter of his in the high chair.

"I'm sure some of you have already met her," he said,"But this
is my five year old daughter Heather."

"Hi Heather!" the women all chimed together. The men simply
sat there and gave a casual wave.

Dr. Hallins continued,"Unfortunately she couldn't be with us
until this afternoon as she was visiting her mother on a
nearby isle. The divorce has put an unfortuante rift in the
family and though I have full custody, I have thus far freely
allowed Heather every opportunity to visit her dear mother."

I saw the lie for what it was. A cheap excuse to explain
Heather's sudden appearance here and nothing more.

Heather's eyes wandered around the table and she smiled in
amusement at her little secret but Tom and I knew who she
was before and so did her "daddy."

"Well I think she's absolutely adorable," one of the women
said and Heather's face gushed and blushed happy to hear it.

It was funny how the child displayed two completely seperate
attitudes. One of denial, hatred, betrayal and anger, the
other of giddy little fits of happiness and loyal innocence
that crept up on her without her ever really realizing it.

The maid had thus far sort of took up the role of nanny for
the child and picked up a spoon full of peas and offered it
to her. "Now, now. Open up wide. The airplane's coming
inside."

Heather's eyes seemed as if they were about to pop out of her
head as she tasted the first spoonful of peas. She shook her
head no but the maid forced her to chew down every drop and
then handed her her glass of milk. Heather gulped down the
milk greedily to wash away the aftertaste only to be confronted by another silly little airplane coming in for
another landing in her mouth.

"Oooo! No! Nasty, icky, icky, no," Heather complained.

"Two more bites now, almost done sweetheart," the maid assured
her. "And then you get some nice chocolate pudding for dessert."

The last mouthful was too much for the poor child. She spit
out the peas and one of them landed in her daddy's glass of
milk. Another bounced off his forhead and landed on the floor.
A third went rolling across the table and landed in one of
the women's laps.

Dr. Hallins stood up and threw his napkin down angrily on
the table. He walked over and scooped up his five year old
daughter out of her high chair and carried her kicking and
screaming down the hall and into the library.

I looked at Tom and he looked at me and neither of us could
believe what we were hearing. Poor little Heather was now
getting a spanking from her former male body and couldn't
do a thing about it.

Tom whispered to me,"That's got to be a little awkward for
her."

I smiled weakly back and shrugged unkowingly. I couldn't
imagine what the poor little girl must actually be thinking right now but betrayal once more popped into mind.

After awhile the two returned and Heather was rubbing her
sore little bottom through the fabric of her pink puffy
dress. Her daddy lifted her up and set her back down in
her high chair and said,"I'm sorry but I must excuse myself
from the rest of this little... gathering. I will see you off
on your voyage first thing in the morning. Good night."

Heather's eyes were all watery and she sniffled sobbing from
the spanking.

"Oh come now, sweetie, it's all right. You must learn to better behave yourself. It's not nice to spit out our food
all over the place," the maid said trying to calm the girl
down. "Here, now, here's your pudding. See? You still get
your pudding for at least trying to be a good girl and eat
all your peas... well... most of them."

Heather moved her lips mocking the maid's words as she said
them. She was clearly angry and upset at the whole mess. I felt a little sorry for her again at what Tom and I did. It
really was a shame to have to turn Hallins into a five year
old girl and leave her under the supervision of her old male
body.

After dinner and dessert all the couples retired to their
rooms and Tom and I to ours.

I sat down in bed expecting Tom to be all over me once more
like he'd been all day long but he surprised me and stepped
into the bathroom and took a shower.

Awhile later he came out whistling a happy little tune to
himself with a large white bath towel wrapped about his waist.

"What are you so happy about?" I asked watching him get
dressed in only a pair of white boxer shorts.

"Why wouldn't I be happy? It's been a heck of a little
vaction so far, wouldn't you say? I'll bet you never expected
anything like this when you accepted the Doctor's invitation."

"Well I didn't expect he'd turn all us men into our own
girlfriends."

Tom chuckled at that and climbed into bed with me. He put an
arm around my shoulder and pulled me close, kissing me atop
the head. "You know you're having fun and wouldn't have missed
out on a thing like this for anything in the world."

"Well... maybe..."

"I've decided to start listening to you," Tom said. "From now
on I'm going to put your interests first. Yours above mine. I
won't be selfish any longer. I promise. I'll give you the
space and freedom you deserve. In fact, tonight's your call
completely. You want to just snuggle? Then let's snuggle."

He pulled me in close to him and the little man in my head
went screaming into a fit but my body reacted approvingly
and filled my heart with true warmth and comfort.

I sighed and thanked him for this. He reached over and turned
off the light and I fell asleep like that in his arms.

Tom gently shook me awake early the following morning. He'd
already gotten up and had dressed himself in some dark blue Bermuda shorts and a bright flowering Hawiian shirt and
boat dockers.

"It's time to get packed and ready to sail, my sweet," he said and I sat up yawning and rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

He gave me a quick hug and a kiss good morning on the lips
and I frowned as the little man in my head didn't seem to be
anywhere around now to complain. It seemed I'd frightened him
completely away last night by our snuggling.

"Wait a minute," I said afterward. "Do that again."

Tom hugged and kissed me once more and I felt genuine pleasure
from it for the first time without feeling the slightest bit
guilty or weirded out afterwards.

"What?" Tom asked looking deeply into my surprised eyes.

"Nothing," I said dismissing the notion of telling him about
it right now. "It was wonderful. That's all."

He scratched his head in confusion and went about the business
of packing now.

I went in the bathroom and relieved my bladder on the toilet then got undressed and hopped in the shower afterwards.

It was a true luxury having a nice body like this to wash. Every curve and ounce of flesh was amazing to the touch and
for a good ten minutes I was in absolute heaven. I retained
self control somehow avoiding masturbation in such a sexy,
wonderful woman's body and just enjoyed the simple pleasure
of washing myself all over with a washcloth.

So smooth and silky soft and slippery wet all over. I couldn't
believe this was actually me now. Not a hint of stubble on
my legs or under my armpits or pussy. I imagined perhaps Dr. Hallins had engineered my body to avoid growing body hair in those places.

I finished up my shower and toweled myself dry, then walked
back in the bedroom with a towel around my waist.

Tom pointed at my mistake. "I don't mind the free peep show,
my dear, but shouldn't you be wearing that towel like a woman
now instead of a man?"

I gasped in embarrassment as I looked down. I quickly covered
up my breasts with both hands even though Tom had seen them
well enough already the past day and a half.

"Oops," I said turning to face the dresser now.

I pulled out some panties and a bra, both white and made of
smooth soft thin cotton. I wore these and only fumbled a little bit with the clasps in the back of the bra before
Tom came to the rescue and locked it in place.

"Thanks," I said blushingly. "Guess I'll have to learn how
to do that myself."

"No hurry. I like helping you get dressed," he admitted with
a sly grin.

I walked over to the closet and selected a white summer dress
and slipped into that. Tom did the zipper up in back for me
and I thanked him once again.

I slipped into a pair of white leather sandals and buckled
them up.

Tom helped me pack my suitcase. There was my old black one
sitting already packed there on the bed. I'd been given a
pink one by Dr. Hallins as had all the other new women.

After packing we headed down for a quick bite to eat.

After that Tom went up and got our suitcases and walked me
to the dock. Dr. Hallins was there and watched Tom and I
board.

Tom took the suitcases down below deck to our cabin and
returned shortly after. He winked at me and annouced for
all to hear, including the Doctor,"Well it seems as though
I've forgotten my watch. I'll just pop back in the house
and get it. Won't be but a minute. Please don't sail away
without me."

He jogged down the boarding ramp and along the dock vanishing
into the jungle beyond.

Dr. Hallins didn't suspect a thing and seemed ever anxious
to see us off his island.

Heather was aboard and so was the maid here to escort her
off to boarding school. The maid held tightly to the girl's
shoulders but Heather didn't want to go and kept struggling
to get away. "No! I don't wanna go to boarding school!" she
cried squirming to break free. "I don't wanna go. You can't
make me! You're all making a mistake. I don't need to go.
Daddy, what are you doing? Why are you sending me away like
this?"

Her father smiled and waved. "I'm sorry sweetie but you need
to go to school now. You're a big girl, remember? Big girls
like you have to go off to school."

"But daddy," she pleaded rolling her eyes a bit, trying to
remind him of the secret of who she really was. "Daddy...
you know... Come on now, daddy, you know you shouldn't treat
me this way. Daddy... remember? Remember what happened?"

"Oh I remember all right, my sweet little darling daffodil," Hallins said with a content smile. "That's part of why you
have to go away for awhile. I don't need you tinkering around in my lab anymore. That's for daddy to worry about, now, my
dear little angel. Don't worry though. I promise to
come visit you from time to time. Things will all work out.
You'll see."

"But daddy...," Heather said then her eyes nearly crossed
as she danced in place and shot a hand to her crotch. "Ooo!
Rats! Now I gotta go tinkles..."

The maid escorted her below deck to the ladies room and
one of the other women commented on the girl's behavior,"She's
worked herself all up over nothing, I'm sure. Poor little
angel. Don't worry, Doctor, we'll take good care of your
daughter."

Tom returned several minutes later and boarded the ship.

Dr. Hallins bid us all a fond farewell and untied the ropes
securing the ship to the dock as anchor chains clattered and rose.

The captain blew the fog horn a few times signalling the
start of our voyage. Dr. Hallins watched us sail away with
his back to the island. Off in the distance over the thick
green jungle I saw a black billow of smoke rising high into
the clear blue sky.

"Tom, what did you do?" I whispered.

"Oh, I gave the good Doctor something to keep himself busy for
a little while, that's all," Tom replied with a smile.

"You set the whole place on fire?"

"No. Just the lab. I'm sure the Doctor and his servants will
get the fire under control and put out before it spreads to
the rest of the house. If not then I suppose they'll just have
to rebuild."

Tom kissed me on the forhead and we waved to the Doctor and
he waved back, blissfully unaware still of the dreadful fire burning away in his lab.

I suppose he must have watched us until we'd sailed over the
horizon before he realized his house was aflame.

Though the small cruise liner had an engine to propel us
faster home she also had sails which were currently flapping
about in a westerly moving tradewind.

Jack, Robert and Alex wasted no time in taking their love struck girlfriends below deck to their cabins. I could only
imagine all the fun they were having already.

Tom Alexander Venton gave me a big hug and a kiss. The little
man in my head was nowhere around to protest. Maybe I'd gotten
rid of him for good and I guess that's all right because at
least I was finally starting to fall in love with the man
that was myself.

Heather was always ever the little mischief maker on our
voyage home but other than that her nanny the maid kept her pretty well in line.

Tom Venton had some pretty big shoes to fill for me if he was
ever going to prove himself husband material and I, well, I
had some new shoes of my own to fill and a great big new
world to view through a woman's eyes.

That's how I left behind the world of men on Dr. Hallins'
island and ventured forth into the world of women.

Every now and then I could see a glimpse of the world I'd
left behind but now that I was a girl I knew I would always
be treated a little differently by members of my former sex.

I guess that's all right though because I've got Tom and
he's got me and no matter what anyone else says we both
know who the real Tom Venton is right now. He's his own
girlfriend.

What a trip. A girl now and with a know-it-all boyfriend
in my old male body to shower love and kisses on me for
the rest of my life.

And who's Kate now, you wonder? She's a lucky little lady. In fact she's the one this adventure's all about but don't you worry. This is only the beginning.

Apart of Me Together: Romance on the Run

PART II

Chapter One

As soon as we got back home from our recent trip to Dr. Hallins' island Tom bought me tons of new clothes,
especially sexy lingerie to wear for him in the bedroom.
Along with the new clothes came the shoes, makeup, perfumes
and other accessories. The only thing even remotely boyish
of my entire new wardrobe were some cutoff shorts but even
those were cut too small for a guy. It looked like from now
on skirts and dresses would be my thing.

The cruise back home had taken us just over a week and by
now I was almost like putty in Tom's hands, willing to do
just about anything he wanted.

Sex from now on meant sex with my boyfriend. I'd made him
stop taking those aphrodesiac pills the first day of our
voyage home but by now Tom was taking them again, insistant
that we have sex as often as possible before my first
monthly period kicked in, signalling my eggs were ready
and that I could then get pregnant. After that we'd have
to take precautions unless we both wanted a baby on our
hands.

It was a Friday night, our first Friday in my old house.
Tom had worked hard all week at my old computer programming
job down at the office and was looking forward to spending
lots of time with me in bed over the weekend.

It was our third time tonight having sex toghether and
we'd just climaxed together moments ago. He was still in
me, my knees resting on my shoulders, feet high in the air
above my head, his hands still gently caressing my smooth
soft calves. At my insistance he kept his cock there in my
pussy so I could further enjoy the wonderful sensation of
fullness.

I gazed down past my little breasts a big puffy brown and
pink nipples, down past my smooth, flat little tummy to
where our bodies joined together at the crotch. It fascinated
me that that was my former cock there shoved all the way deep
inside my pussy. "Oh god," I moaned straining my neck for
another look at it.

He saw me looking at it and reached over to the nightstand
table and got out a pink plastic framed mirror. He positioned
it down there for me to get a good look at my pussy with his
cock still in it. The mirror had been Tom's idea and it blew
my mind every single time. So did getting screwed with my
legs up in the air over my head.

There it was, my little football shaped venus mons with a
simple slit running down the middle of it. There it was, the
base of his cock shaft peeking out a little, the rest of it
all snug and warm inside a mass of slippery wetness.

He set the mirror back down and gave my pussy a few gentle
pats of appreciation, then smoothed his hands luxuriously
all around my little smooth hairless mound. "Mmmm," he
nearly moaned then chuckled softly to himself at having
victoriously mounted me and done the deed.

I let my head fall back upon the pillow then craned my neck
again for just one more look.

"Oh god," I whispered in disbelief at what I saw.

We'd had sex over fifty times since I'd changed into a woman
and I still couldn't believe a sight like this.

Just how deep in his cock went I couldn't tell. Even with
his cock now going limp after sex it was still pretty huge
in there. My pussy had clamped down on it after we climaxed
and I wouldn't let it go. He could easily slip out of me now,
though, if he wanted. It was too slippery inside for me to
really do anything about it but he was there now and I was
absolutely amazed.

I let my head flop back down on the pillow.

Maybe just one more look.

I craned my head once more. "Oh wow, Tom..."

He grinned down at the sight and seemed to read my thoughts.

"I'm in you," he whispered proudly.

I balled up my hands into little fists and reached up and
gently pounded on his chest all giddy now with laughter.

"Oh wow, Tom..."

His body tensed up and he somehow summoned up one last little
spurt as he injected his seed in me again. My pussy muscles
clenched and tugged his cock inward, trying to sap out every
last little drop.

"All done now," he said pulling out of me and I watched as
the tip of his cock emerged leaving a long slick trail of
cum behind which broke off and smacked against my tummy.

I reached down with one finger and swirled up a little of the
stuff on my finger tip and brought it up to my face for
closer inspection. "Oh wow..."

It had been my cum I was staring at, now his. It seemed odd
and alien and somehow mysterious to me.

He gave my pussy a few gentle pats. "All filled up for now,"
he informed me as he climbed off of me and rolled over on
his back beside me.

I swung my legs down to the mattress. My knees remained bent,
legs a little wide still. I reached down and cupped both
hands over my crotch, feeling the smoothness and wetness
there. I bit my lower lip and brought my legs down flat
against the mattress and close together. "Nnnnnnn... wow,
wow, wow..."

(and their girls) - other guests
Tom Alexander Venton - former main char. 28

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from dream: It shook so hard "I think the earthquake had an earthquake."

runners on a beach.... dusk or just after nightfall.
running to a point and back again, getting lost on the way n a maze of buildings, a mechanic's shop, etc.

riding down a hill quickly on a bicicle, fearing death is
just around the corner on a busy street as a car
could pull out at any moment.

doughnut shop - they all went out for them on bikes but
somehow I always got left behind. Then I stored my bike in
a little crate by or in the pizza parlor.

crazy "secret" door in plain sight in there - leads to another
side of the pizza parlor where everything's so much more fancy.

Earthquake happens and bnuilding seems to groan from above
like it's ready to collapse. I make a run for it but too late -
the roof caves in but not all the way. thanks to the odd
-design where there are crossbeams on the walls, the ceiling is "caught" at about
three feet from the floor. Three feet from being flattened
completely.

Crawl into the pizza kitchen, the roof there is made of
plastic and fiber glass and is easier tobreak through to make an
escape but it's a two to three storie drop to the ground
below.

Ther's a tree and in its branches for decoration makeshift
skeletal art.

I go crashing down as I lose my footing....

my body slams into the ground, my head landing on a girl's
back there (people all around were lying on the ground now, some dead perhaps, others alive but weakened or injured.

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Jack, Robert and Alex (and their girls) - other guests
Tom Alexander Venton - former main char. 28
Kate - main char. 23
Dr. Hallins - mad scientist
Heather - age 5, the "new" Dr. Hallins