"Sex & Death: In That Order"
a Transgendered Erotic Horror Comedy... No, Really.
by TGTrinity
Cover Image by bela04

///// Chapter Two
///// "The Cards Will Tell"

"So what are you trying to say?"

"I don't know, exactly. We went about the next hour like nothing was happening, but that certainly wasn't the case."

"And you're saying that it had to do with these cards that you found?"

"I don't know... It's all so crazy. I don't even know why you are believing what I'm saying right now."

"Well it's hard to ignore the facts, Mr. Anderson."

"Wait, what are you implying!?"

"There's no need to get angry, Mr. Anderson. Just continue telling us what happened."

"No! You tell me what you're talking about!?"

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"...I'm just saying that it would be nice if they said how thankful they were," Justin said as he continued to unpack. Marc knew that the strong facade that Justin was clinging to would only last so long.

"They're grateful, and I'm fairly certain that they all said so" Marc replied as he rummaged through his bag. As he looked at his things he began to wonder why he had packed such strange clothes. The more he looked through them, the more he was beginning to think that maybe this was someone elses bag. "Hey, is this your stuff?" he called over to Justin.

"What? No, there's no way that I would fit into that," he said with a grin as he continued to unpack. Marc didn't even know why he had even suggested that Justing would fit into these clothes, as his friend was taller and more muscular than he was.

Yet, that didn't make any sense either. Marc remembered his friend Justin as a skinny white kid that would be knocked over by a strong breeze, but that didn't add up. He looked over at Justin and saw a physically fit black guy with muscles to spare. There was a good chance that his arms wouldn't be able to fit through the neck holes of the shirts that Marc had packed.

"I don't know what I was thinking," Marc said with a laugh as he thought about how absurd he was being. "You'd rip right through this shirt," he said with a laugh.

Justin gave him a strange look as he folded some jeans on the bed, "And those clothes really aren't my style, unless you really want to see me in a tiny white tank top." He laughed, and Marci laughed with him thinking of how silly she was being.

"I think it was just the long drive," Marci said as she moved her long brown hair from her face. "Of course these are my clothes," she said as she saw the skirts and jeans she had packed. There was also a couple of bikini's that she had tucked away, but she didn't want to break those out yet. It was strange enough that she was sharing a room with Justin, a guy who had been working hard to get into her pants, but she wasn't going to make it east for him to get a good look at her body.

"Did you pack that little white skirt," Justin said with a big grin. He was always admiring her body ever since they had met all those years ago. She had developed breasts pretty early, and Justin wanted nothing more than to get a look at them. Now that they were in college, Marci worked hard at the gym to keep her body lean and mean, though her breasts would always be a little big on her tiny frame.

"You'd love that, wouldn't you?" Marci said in a mocking tone, but then she saw that she had packed the tiny white skirt. Why in the world would she pack a skirt she bought for clubbing to a mountain resort in the middle of winter. Her mind also wanted to ask why she was in the body of a sexy college girl when moments ago she was a man, but that thought simply got buried away for the time being.

While Marci was beginning to unpack some cute flannel pajamas, Andrew and Shawn were next door arguing over who got which bed. "They're the same fucking size, so what does it matter!" Shawn said as he tried to push past Andrew.

"Then take the other one, you piece of shit!" This was something that the two had spent most of their lives doing. They loved fighting over things, and as they both developed into the large, mountains of men, the fighting only grew with them.

"No! I want the bed closer to the door!" Shawn yelled again as he tried to pull Andrews shirt over his head.

"Stop it, you little bitch!" Andrew responded by grabbing Shawn around the waist and tripping him.

"You fucking cheater," Shawn said as he got back to his feet and looked on the bed they were fighting over. "Ha! There's a card with my name on the bed, that means it's mine!"

"Whatever," Andrew said as he grabbed the envelope and opened it, "it also says sex crazed girlfriend on the inside, whatever that means, but it doesn't say the bed is yours." He took the envelope and threw it at Shawn.

"Yeah, well there's a card on this bed with your name on it, and," he said as he ripped it open, "it says sex crazed boyfriend! Ha, this envelope thinks your fucking gay!" He said as he lunged for the bed again.

"No! It means I'm a sex crazed boyfriend!"

"Right, then that'd make me a sex grazed girlfriend, you queer!"

Shawn was struggling to keep his feet as Andrew seemingly overpowered him, but it was a feeling that she enjoyed. She liked being thrown around by Andrew, and her petite body had made it easy to do so. Andrew's hand grazed her tiny breast as he picked her up, and she was starting to wonder what they were fighting about.

"Put me down," Shawna said playfully as Andrew carried her over his shoulder to the far bed. While her boyfriend was nowhere near as big as Justin, he was still a handsome slab of a man that she couldn't control herself around.

"I don't know why we're fighting over beds," he said as he tossed her on the bed and crawled on top of her, "because I'm going to spend most of the weekend buried deep in here." He was rubbing his hand against the crotch of her jeans, and Shawna was grabbing the bedding while arching her back. He then bent down and kissed her porcelain skin, loving the way her body responded to his touch. His hand was slowly moving up the inside of her t shirt until he felt the soft flesh of her breasts. "You didn't wear a bra, today," he said as he felt her perky breasts.

"I'm not wearing any panties, either," she whispered in his ear before softly biting it. She didn't know why she was being so slutty, but she figured it was because her comment earlier in the hallway had upset the author even though they had written it three months ago. She had a feeling that she was going to be used for some sexy scenes, before being killed off rather quickly.

And she was right.

As Andrew began to slide down Shawna's shorts, Harris was struggling to catch his breath in the room around the corner. "Dude, are you okay," Jeremy asked as he unpacked a large bong from his luggage before pulling out and even larger one.

"Yeah," Harris said as he dropped his suitcase and crawled on top of the bed. He was beginning to think that Marci was right about his weight. She was always trying to get him to take better care of himself, but he was just too complacent.

"Whoa, where the fuck did these come from," Jeremy said in surprised mumble, causing Harris to strain his neck up and look. "They're tiny envelopes," he mumbled again as he walked over to Harris, "and they got our names on them."

"Weird," Harris said in between breaths as he took the letter from Jeremy and opened it. "What the fuck!?" He said angrily as he threw the envelope, and the card that was in it, on the floor.

"What's the problem?" Jeremy said with a chuckle as he opened his envelope and read it.

"It's some kind of stupid prank by Andew and Shawna," he said angrily as he rolled over to bury his face in the pillows. He never liked it when anyone saw him cry, and that's what he was about to do.

"Well, mine says Joker, so that's pretty cool. I mean, he's a bad guy, but it could be worse," Jeremy said as his voice seemed to find new life. "What did yours say?"

"Nothing!" Harris said as he buried his head in the pillows.

"It can't be that bad," he said as he reached down and picked up Harris' card. "See, it just says Babe on it, and that's not so bad."

"They meant Babe like the pig that old movie, you idiot," he yelled into the pillow.

"No," Jeremy said with a laugh, "I think they were just pointing out the obvious, Ari."

She lifted up her head and wiped away the tears from her eyes, then turned over and looked at Jeremy. "God, you're right," she said as her face blushed.

"I mean, I don't know if I'd call you a babe," he replied as he threw her card on the bed.

"Oh, and what would you call me?" She said with a grin as she got up and grabbed her suitcase. Jeremy looked her over and a thousand words came to mind to describe Ari, all of which would get him thrown out of the perfect position he found himself in. Long red hair fell down her back, and as she bent over her luggage he could see right down her v neck sweater that revealed a massive amount of cleavage.

"I don't know what I'd call you, but I'd certainly call me lucky," he said with another chuckle as he through some shoes in the corner.

"Which is exactly what you're not going to get, tonight," Ari said with a chuckle of her own. Typically she wouldn't want to share a room with a guy if she could help it, but Jeremy was harmless. She felt that she could walk around topless and he wouldn't try anything, but that didn't mean she was going to. Of course that also didn't mean that she wasn't going to flaunt her perfect curves in front of Andrew and Justin, but that would come later.

When Ari picked up a tiny white bikini and thought of the looks the guys would give her, Stephen was alone in his room carefully going through his things. He had packed more than anyone else, but that was only because he was not willing to slum it for the weekend. Even in a rental as nice as the one they were in, he wanted to be as comfortable as possible.

It was still a wonder that Marci had talked him into going at all, but he thought that maybe she was sending him a signal, and if not there was always Ari and Shawna to hook up with. It didn't matter to him that Shawna was in a serious relationship with Andrew, and Stephen had spent most of his time chasing after the forbidden fruit.

He shrugged off the stupid envelope that had appeared as if by magic on his bed, noting that being called a Nerd in this day and age was not a bad thing. Then again, he wondered why it was prefaced with Sexy, but even s Sexy Nerd wasn't a bad thing. In fact it made it easier to hook up with guys, and a few girls, that actually shared the same passions that she did. It also didn't hurt that on her five foot four frame she had breasts that were nearly as full and shapely as Ari's, but while Ari was a girly girl, Stephanie kept her puppies wrapped up in a Spiderman t-shirt.

Much like the one she was wearing now.

She whistled the Lost Woods theme from Zelda while hanging up more printed t's, when she had the strange feeling that she was missing something. She wondered how she had allowed herself, a tiny blonde girl, to sleep alone in this creepy house. It was like something out of a bad movie, and the sense that things had somehow changed was palpable.

"Oooo-Weeee-Oooo," she sang aloud she shrugged off the strange feeling, and went back to unpacking shirts that were one size too small, so her breasts appeared even bigger.

"We're going to eat!" Justin yelled through the door.

"Okay," she said cheerfully as she bounced to the door and opened it. "Are the young lovers going to get dressed long enough to come out?" She said as she walked beside Justin down the hallway. She was way shorter than him, so she had to practically jog to keep up.

"They're already downstairs, but Marci and I certainly heard something going on through the walls while they unpacked," he replied with a knowing look.

"Classic mistake," she said with a smile as they walked down the stairs, "it's always the couple who fuck first that die first."

"Who said anything about dying?" Justin asked with a worried look as Stephanie stopped at the entry way to the living room.

"Four girls and three guys stuck in a cabin that will most assuredly get snowed in?" Stephanie asked with a grin. "Tell me that's not the start of a slasher flick," she said as she wiggled her fingers at Justin menacingly before laughing and joining the others at the table.

"Yeah," Justin said as the worried look lingered on his face.

///// TO BE CONTINUED

Author's Notes:
Thank you so much for reading! When completed, this will be the last story that I post online at the various sites you're reading this on, as I've accepted an offer to supply new content for AgeArts.com. There I will continue to write TG Stories, but I will also write more work that involves AP/AR. All of my older stories will continue to be available here, while those and any new commissioned stories will be posted at TGTrinity.com. Thanks again for reading!

"Sex & Death: In That Order"
CHAPTER THREE: "Dinner & Sex"
a Transgendered Erotic Horror Comedy... No, Really.
by TGTrinity
Cover Image by bela04

"I don't care what I look like now, you have to believe me!"

"Mr. Anderson, you're trying to tell me that you and three of your friends suddenly became women and had absolutely no idea."

"Yes. That's exactly what happened. I mean, even the three guys changed and didn't notice. For that brief time it felt like I was always a girl, and the thought of being a man was the last thing on my mind."

"And your friends all felt the same way?"

"Yeah, but you can ask them."

"What do you mean, Mr. Anderson?"

"Just ask them, and they'll tell you that it really happened."

"Maybe you should just tell me about what happened next."

"Sure... We all went downstairs and hung out while Harris..."

"You mean Ari, right?"

"No. I don't care that she looked like some swimsuit model, she was still Harris on the inside."

"Okay, I didn't mean to upset you."

"Well she was making dinner, and when Justin showed up with Steven we all sat down at the table and the food looked..."

/////

"...great, Ari. I really think you outdid yourself tonight." Marci said with a big smile as Ari places a large pot in the middle of the table.

"Thanks, but it's just stew," she said with a grin, "but it does taste pretty damn good if you ask me."

"Whatever, can we just get to eating?" Shawna yelled from the end of the table. She was sitting next to Andrew, and the two still had their hands all over each other.

"We're waiting for Justin and Steph," Marci said with a roll of her eyes. "It's not our fault that you two already worked up an appetite."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Andrew asked with a smirk as he reached over and grabbed a handful of Shawna's ass. This caused everyone else at the table to toll their eyes as well, and they were relieved to see that Justin had finally arrived with Stephanie.

The seven then sat down to eat, all the while sharing stories about the past decade of shared experiences. Jeremy made about Stephanie's height, Shawna shared how many time she and Justin had almost been caught having sex in public and Ari told a story about how she had almost hooked up with the Principal of their old High School. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, but Marci was sitting at the end of the table with an uneasy feeling.

All of the stories were so obvious and over the top that they almost sounded unreal, and Marci was beginning to think that there was a chance that it was more than just a feeling. Every time Shawna and Andrew touched each other, Ari talked of fighting off boys and Stephanie complaining about her breasts didn't feel right. More than any of that was the way that Jeremy was talking. Joke after joke left his lips, but she couldn't seem to remember him ever being that full of life.

Then there was Justin at the other end of the table. While everyone else was eating and laughing, he looked uncomfortable. His behavior didn't match up with the strong outer facade that he was wearing, and when their eyes met Marci finally realized what was wrong.

"What the hell has happened to us?" Marci asked quietly from the end of the table, and although she barely whispered it the entire table looked at her intently. "This... None of this is right," she said a little louder as she looked over her body.

"What are you talking about?" Justin asked nervously from the other end of the table. He was sweating now, but no one really seemed to notice.

"I'm not a woman, Justin," she replied as she felt both of her breasts, "my name isn't Marci."

"Just because you remove the "i" from your name doesn't magically put a dick in between your thighs" Jeremy said with a straight face. This caused the entire table to laugh, but Marci wasn't letting go.

"No, none of this is right! I'm not a woman, and Justin isn't a Jock! And Shawna and Andrew aren't dating! You two are Offensive Linemen for Washington for fuck sake!"

"Maybe you should sit down," Justin said before Shawna turned her attention to Marci.

"Are you saying that I'm a fucking man!?" Shawna yelled at Marci. "I don't know if your joking or just trying to be a bitch, but there is no way that Andrew and I..." She looked over at her boyfriend as she was about to continue to talk, and she wavered a little. Thought suddenly came to mind of her and Andrew's bodies wrapped together earlier, but then she saw the two of them fighting on the field and pounding beers afterwards. She looked like she was going to be sick, and Andrew had the same look on his face as well.

"God, are you okay?" Ari asked Shawna as she brought a hand to her mouth.

"Marci's right," Sahwna said with big eyes.

"Oh my God," Andrew stuttered as he leaned over and threw up on the wood floors. Shawna didn't throw up, but she did run from the room in a flash.

"Is it my stew?" Ari asked as she got up to help Andrew.

"No, Marci's right," Andrew said as he held his stomach, "I just fucked my best friend. Why is this happening!?"

Marci looked around at her five friends and saw a look of realization cross all of their faces, except fot Justin who looked more nervous than surprised. "Holy shit, why do I have tits this big!?" Stephanie exclaimed as she jumped up from her seat. "I mean, what the fuck!?"

"That's what you get for chasing petite girls with huge cans, Stephanie," Jeremy said as he looked over the subtle changes of his own body.

"My name's not Stephanie! It's Stephanie!" She yelled back as she covered her mouth in surprise. "My name is Stephanie! What... Why can't I say my name?"

Marci looked at Ari and Stephanie before taking a deep breath. "My name is Marci," she too covered her mouth as Ari got a worried look on her face as well.

"My name is... Ari." She said before getting up from the table as well. "Why can't we say our names!?"

"I don't know," Marci said as she got up and walked over to Ari, "but does everyone here remember who they are?" Everyone gave slight nods as they looked over their bodies. It was a strange feeling Marci was experiencing, and she could tell everyone else in the room was feeling similar. There were obvious memories of her being a man, but there were also new thoughts and memories that belonged to her new body as well.

"I'm so fucking hot," Ari whispered to herself as she looked over her body. "I'm sorry, but this is pretty incredible," she said with a smile as she cupped her new breasts.

"Incredible!?" Stephanie shouted from across the room. "How is suddenly being a girl incredible!? You're probably just excited to see a woman naked for the first time," she said in a huff as she sat in a large comfy chair.

"Fuck you, Steph," Ari said as she ignored her to the best of her ability. "But why us, Marci? Why are Justin, Andrew and Jeremy not changed?"

"I don't know..." Marci said before Andrew interrupted her.

"Not changed!? I'm not fucking different!?"

"You know what I mean," Ari said as she took a step away from Andrew.

"I don't know what you mean! I just fucked Shawna upstairs!" He was fuming mad, but that didn't stop Jeremy from chiming in.

"Well, you two were pretty hands on when you were guys too."

There was in look in Andrew's eyes that showed he was ready to jump over the table and strangle Jeremy, but he calmed down quickly. "God, what must Shawna be thinking?" He said as he shook his head and ran upstairs.

Ari was about to follow him, but Marci thought better of it. "Best not to get involved in that, Ari," she said as she sat back down in her chair.

"Right," she whispered, "but am I the only one who is kinda okay with this?" She looked over to Jeremy who shrugged with indifference, then to Justin and Marci who had nothing to say one way or the other.

"Well I'm not okay with this," Stephanie shouted from her comfy chair. "These tits are the biggest I've ever seen, and I'm flaunting them in this tight Spiderman t-shirt!?"

"I think it's a good look for you," Ari said with a smile.

"Yeah, this coming from the fatty who's suddenly in the body of a swimsuit model."

"You think I could be a model?" Ari said as her face lit up. She had completely shrugged off the fatty comment and thought of how lucky she really was.

While all of this was happening, Marci never took her eyes off of Justing for more than a second. He hadn't said much about what had happened, and while Jeremy and Andrew had changed a little, he had gone from a scrawny little guy to an attractive athlete.

Yet he stayed silent.

"I hate to agree with you, Ari, but I feel pretty comfortable in my new body too." Marci said as her eyes lingered on Justin. "What about you, Justin?"

"I... I guess it could be worse," he said as a forced smile crossed his lips.

Upstairs Andrew was knocking on the door, calling for Shawna to unlock it. "Come on! Open up!"

"No! Go away!" Shawna yelled from inside the room. She was looking at her body and thinking of what she had done with it. The large mirror in the room reveled her to be a very attractive girl with some Asian heritage, with perky breasts and killer ass. Her jeans were very tight, and the shirt she was currently wearing showed off a lot of her midriff.

Looking at her new female body made her uneasy, but thoughts of having Andrew inside of her were killing her. At first there was just a pure outrage over what had happened, but the longer she thought about the experience the more she remembered how good it felt. She hated herself for feeling that way, but she couldn't help it.

She also knew that she wasn't hiding in the room so he wouldn't see her new body, but because she was afraid of what she would do with it again if she had the chance.

"Shawna! Come on, we need to talk about this!"

"Just stay away from me!" She called again, but she could feel her will failing. There was a new thought entering her mind that she could control herself around her old friend. Her life as a man was all about discipline and training, so controling herself around Andrew should not be a problem at all.

"Please," Andrew pleaded from the other side of the door.

When she heard how desperate he was to see her, it ignited another emotion inside of her that consumed all others. She knew that it was a bad decision to give in to such a strong desire, but she had annoyed the author earlier and was sure that the readers were expecting a sex scene to close out the third chapter.

Andrew heard a soft click as the door unlocked, and he opened the door and was shocked at what he saw. In the middle of the room stood Shawna, except she had removed every piece of clothing she had.

"Holy shit, Shawna... What are you doing?" Andrew said as he quickly entered the room and closed the door behind him.

"I know that none of this is right," she said in a sultry tone as she ran her hands over her soft skin, "but I can't stop thinking about how good it felt when you were inside of me."

"You were so tight," Andrew whispered as she walked over to him, "but we can't do this again. We're football players, not some sex crazy couple!"

"Isn't that exactly what the cards said we were," she said with a smile as she reached her hand down his pants, "and your big cock seems to like the sight of my perky tits."

"They're awesome," he gasped as she began to stroke his cock, "and you're so good at that."

"Let me show you what else this body can do," she whispered as she got on her knees and undid his belt. A few seconds later she was sucking on his cock, and Andrew was amazed at how much she was able to take in.

"Holy fuck! How'd you learn to deep throat like that?"

"Does it matter?" She said with a grin before continuing to lick his shaft. Andrew could say nothing else as Shawna gave him the best blow job he had ever experienced in his life. Shawna would make little flourishes with her tongue as she took him in deep, and he simply smiled and placed his hand on her head to help her out. "When you cum, you better unload it all down my throat," she said with a wicked smile as she continued to work him over.

"Yes ma'am," he said as he gripped her hair as an orgasm began to build. "I'm gonna cum! Oh fuck! I'm cumming!" Andrew felt her take him all in, then watched as she took his whole load with a smile. He could never remember cumming so hard in his life, and the fact that he had just came inside of his best friends mouth didn't bother him a bit.

"I'm not done with you yet!" Shawna said as she got to her feet and placed her hand on his limping cock. She pulled him over to the bed and pushed him down on top of it.

"I don't think I can go again so soon," Andrew said as he tried to catch his breath.

"I'm not letting you get out of this until I'm finished", she said as she began to rub her moist slit against his shaft. "Come on, doesn't this perfect little body turn you on?"

"Fuck yeah it does, but aren't you..."

"I don't care about any of that!" Shawna screamed as she got him hard enough that he could enter her. "I just want to feel your big hard cock stretching my tight little pussy!" She was rolling her hips on top of him, feeling his cock pressing inside of her at different angles. "Oh my fucking God! I don't want to go an hour without you inside of me!"

"I'll do what I can!" Andrew shouted as he grabbed her soft hips and began to thrust up with more force.

"Yes! Push deeper inside of me! Make me forget I was a man! I'm just a slut now! I'm your toy! I'm your... OH FUCK!" She screamed at the top of her longs at the sudden appearance of a woman in the room. Andrew thought that she was about to cum and didn't pay her any heed, but Shawna was in shock.

The woman was wearing a red sequined dress that had a neckline that plummeted almost to her belly button, allowing her two large breasts to nearly pop out She had dark auburn colored hair that fell past her shoulders, dark red lipstick and a silky gray blindfold covering her eyes. More important than all of that was the fact that she was holding a large knife that appeared to be covered in blood.

"Oh my God!" Shawna screamed as she jumped off of Andrew and ran to the door. She wanted to warn Andrew of the sudden appearance of the blindfolded woman, but her instincts were telling her to run like hell. It seemed like a good plan, but soon all of the residents of Long Oak Lodge would find that they couldn't run from the blindfolded woman.

///// TO BE CONTINUED

Author's Note:
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"Sex & Death: In That Order"
CHAPTER FOUR: "Swimming? Really?"
a Transgendered Erotic Horror Comedy... No, Really.
by TGTrinity
Cover Image by bela04

"You all seemed to be responding to the strange events rather well, Mr. Anderson."

"Yeah, we did. We all knew that we had somehow been transformed, but only Stephanie seemed to really question why that was."

"And it seems as if your two friends had no problem engaging each other physically."

"Yeah, and there was definitely more of that coming, but for the time we just sat around taking our new bodies in."

"At this point did you suspect any of your friends were behind the strange occurence?"

"What? God, no. I mean, I guess I did have some concerns about one of them, but..."

"It's okay, we'll get to that later."

"Okay."

"So tell me what happened while Andrew and Shawna were upstairs... together."

"Well, we actually finished eating and sat around the living room and talked."

"What about?"

"You know, the obvious things. Ari was fishing for complements on her new body, Stephanie complained about her new breasts and Jeremy cracked jokes. If I was being honest..."

"And I hope you are, Mr. Anderson."

"...we were talking like we had always been in those bodies."

"Please, continue."

"This next part is going to sound insane, and I can't really remember who brought it up, but we ended up going swimming."

"I... Swimming? Really? You were all just victims of a unknown force changing your bodies, and you went swimming?"

"Yeah... It just seemed to make sense at the time..."

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"No! This doesn't make any sense!" Stephanie yelled as everyone got up from the seat and walked upstairs.

"It's just swimming," Ari said dismissively as she secretly thought of how great it would be to take her new body into the pool. Not only that, but she was going to get a nice long look at her naked form before changing into one of her daring little bikinis.

"Just swimming!?" Stephanie called again as she followed everyone up the stairs, "Four of us have just been made women, while the other three still changed..." She was going to say something else, but then she saw everyone crowding around the second door on the left. Andrew and Shawna's door. "God, why is everyone..."

"Shh," Jeremy whispered as a big smile crossed his lips.

Stephanie didn't hear anything for a moment, and then she heard the grunts and moans coming from the room. "Jesus Christ! Are those two fucking in there!?"

"Shh," Marci prompted again as she listened to their rambunctious lovemaking. For a moment she forgot that the two in there were recently two mountains of men, as she could only picture the Shawna's petite Asian frame getting thrown around by Andrew. It was a strange mix of excitement and confusion that she was feeling, then another emotion reared it's head. Somewhere deep inside of her Marci found herself getting turned on by what she was hearing, yet she was visualizing something new and foreign in her head.

"I can't believe all of you!" Stephanie said in a huff as she pushed past them and moved around the corner and out of sight.

"Come on, it sounds like they're nowhere close to finishing in there anyway." Ari said as everyone smiled and went to their rooms.

Marci wasn't surprised to see that Justin was holding the door open for her, yet it felt different this time. There was a look on his face that said "After you, M'lady," and it made her a little uncomfortable. It also made her blush a little, but she didn't seem to have any control over that. "So, should we change in here, or..."

"Not so fast," Marci said with a laugh as she opened a drawer, "you're definitely changing in the restroom."

"Come on," Justin said teasingly as he went through his suitcase, "we've gotten dressed around each other before."

"Yeah, but that was before I had a pair of tits and your dick grew..." The words were out of her mouth before she even realized what she had said. Throughout the meal and even in the hallway, Marci couldn't help but notice the large bulge in Justin's jeans. She knew that she shouldn't be looking at her friend like that, but that only made her pay more attention to it.

"Whoa, have you been staring at my junk?" He replied nonchalantly as he grabbed a pair of yellow trunks out of his bag.

"What? Fuck you," she said with a laugh, "I only assumed it had grown as it was so tiny before."

"Fuck you," he replied with a grin as he threw a towel at her, which she caught easily enough. "I'm going to the pool and changing there, if that's okay with you."

"I'll be sure to knock," she chuckled back as she watched him leave. As soon as she thought that he was going down the stairs, she ran to the door and locked it. "What the fuck!" She whispered as she was finally alone. It was her that had kept this group together over such a long period of time, and she didn't want to freak out in front of everyone else and cause a panic.

Not that she was in a panic herself, and that made her all the more uneasy. Being suddenly thrust into the body that could easily belong to a swimsuit model wasn't totally shocking, and how could that possibly be. She knew that everyone in the house should be responding like Stephanie, but there was a steady calm among everyone. Marci wanted to be furious, scared or in shock, but all the could muster was a strange sense of displacement.

If she was going to get to the bottom of what was happening, and that's what she wanted more than anything, she was going to have to play along that everything was as it should be. Which wouldn't be that hard, since it felt that way to her anyway.

"Fuck," she whispered again as the unwanted emotions that seemed to come with her new body seemed to overtake her own. "Might as well get dressed," she told the empty room as she picked up a simple white bikini from the drawer. There were others, of course, that were much more revealing than the one she picked out, which made her wonder why exactly she had planned to go swimming so much.

She chose not to think about why she had packed a couple of different pieces of lingerie as well.

It was finally time for Marci to reveal her new body, and she figured that she would do it like she had done with most bandages in her life: Rip it off fast. In a moment she was standing naked in the room, and she could feel her heart beat faster as she looked at herself in the mirror.

She was beautiful.

It seemed every part of her body was finely designed by someone looking to make the perfect female shape. Long legs leading up to hips that were generously flared out slightly beneath a stomach that was the obvious result of long hours at the gym. Her skin was covered in a slight tan, with sandy brown hair falling over her shoulders. Of course the real stand outs of her new body were two perky breasts and an ass that was perfectly suited for her body.

There was a strange sense of deja vu as she looked over her body, as if she had seen it before or somehow knew about it...

Like most feelings of deja vu it was gone as fast as it came, and Marci turned her attention to getting into her bikini. It was a simple enough task, and she completed it like she had done it a million times. With one last look in the mirror she grabbed her towel and walked out of her room. She slowed down a bit as she passed Shawna's room, lingering long enough for her to scream out "Oh my fucking God! I don't want to go an hour without you inside of me!" This made Marci blush as she hurried down the stairs and made her way to the pool.

It seemed as if she was the last one to arrive as everyone besides Shawna and Andrew were swimming, and that included Stephanie. "What, don't give me that look," Stephanie said with a sheepish smile as she sat on the edge of the pool. She was wearing a blue one piece suit that clung to her tiny frame, and practically split apart as it attempted to hold her large breasts in place. "God, I'd kill to have your breasts," she said as she looked down at her plump mounds.

"I bet a lot of girls would kill to have tits like yours," Marci said as she placed her towel on a chair and moved over to sit next to Stephanie, "and a lot of guys would kill to get their hands on them too."

"None of these guys are coming anywhere close to these puppies," Stephanie said as a smile finally showed up on her face.

"Holy shit! You're smiling," Marci said as she leaned over and put her arm around her.

"God, this feels strange," Stephanie whispered.

"What? Watching Justin and Jeremy flirting with Ari?"

Which is exactly what was happening. Marci and Stephanie watched as their three friends splashed around near the deep end of the pool. Both guys were wearing trunks that they probably would have worn before the change happened, but Ari was another story all together. Where Marci and Stephanie had chosen to wear modest swimsuits that still looked rather provocative on their bodies, Ari was flaunting every curve that she had. A silver bikini wrapped around her breasts that were bigger than Stephanie's, but she had a much curvier body where they seemed more at home. The rest of the bikini was nothing more than some strings that wrapped around her waist and held a tiny piece of fabric that covered her new vagina... but only barely.

This led to Jeremy and Justin doing everything in their power to get close to her, and she didn't seem to mind one bit. For a moment Marci watched as they played at the other end of the pool, and a sinking feeling grew in her stomach. It only seemed to get worse as Justin got close to Ari, and before she was able to identify what the feeling was, Stephanie spoke up.

"Am I really a nerd?" She asked silently as she kicked her feet in the water.

"Why do you say that?"

"That's what my card said... Well, it actually said 'Sexy Nerd', but I don't really see the difference."

Marci looked at her friend and saw something she had never seen in them before: Vulnerability. "Well, I think that you were kind of a nerd before, so I don't see what the big deal is. I think that you may have a bigger problem with the whole 'sexy' part of the card."

"I don't know about that," she said as she looked down at her jiggling breasts, "I've kind of got used to looking at these babies."

"And I'm sure that's all you've done. Look."

"What!?" Stephanie said as he face turned a bright red, which caused Marci to laugh out loud. "I haven't... I mean, I had to a little..."

"It's okay, Steph. It's your body now." Marci said as she pulled Stephanie in for another side hug.

"Well, that's what I wanted to talk to about," Stephanie said as the blood left her face and she was able to compose herself. "I was thinking about what everyone said their cards were, and something in my mind sort of clicked."

"What?" Marci asked as she kicked her long legs in the water.

"Well, do you watch a lot of scary movies?"

"Sure."

"Well, I never really did before, but somehow I seem to remember really enjoying them now... Anyway, the seven of us being up here trapped in a cabin? Magic transformations followed by numerous poor decisions, including fucking like rabbits and the thought that swimming at a moment like this was a good plan. I mean, it's just like every..."

Stephanie was trying to lead Marci to an idea, but she was a little preoccupied with her other friends at the moment. It was hard to tell, but it looked like Justin had both of his hands on Ari's hips and was grinding into her from behind. It looked like they were fucking right there in the pool, which made Marci feel betrayed causing her to go into a knee jerk response.

"Cannonball!" Marci yelled as she ran down the side of the pool and jumped in. Everyone cheered at her action, and when she came to the surface she saw that Justin had left Ari and was swimming right for her.

"God, I didn't even notice that you cam in!" Justin said with a smile as he reached her. "Isn't the water great?"

"Yeah, it looks like you and Ari have been enjoying it." Marci couldn't belive the way that she was talking, nor did she really know that the two were actually doing what she thought they were.

"We have!" Ari screamed out as she swam closer, oblivious to what Marci was implying. "Oh my God, I've never had this much fun swimming before!"

"That's because you were too fucking fat to fit in the pools before now," Jeremy said wryly. Ari took it as a friendly jab, then fired back with a shot of her own.

"Well, the fact that I was too big to enter pools before hasn't stopped you from trying to get into my bikini bottoms!" The entire crowd laughed at this, but Marci's laughter was only skin deep. She had never felt so jealous in her entire life, yet she knew that the feelings were not her own. Stranger still, a term she used loosely at this point, was the fact that she didn't feel any sort of real pull to Justin. Even though his new body was lined with muscles topped off with the fact that he was very handsome, she didn't feel attracted to him. He was Justin.

But the thought of Ari hooking up with him cause her very blood to boil. She was ready to say something more about it, when Shawna blasted through the door screaming.

"Help! You have to help me!"

Stephanie was the closest to her, so she got up and tried to hold her steady. She was shouting so loud that the others couldn't understand her, and adding to the chaos was the fact that she had come into the pool room completely naked.

"Shawna, calm down," Stephanie pleaded with as her friends approached.

"Shawna, what happened? Where's Andrew?" Marci asked as all thoughts of Justin were expunged from her mind.

"He's up there! Oh fuck! I just left him up there! With her!"

Marci had both hands on Shawna's shoulders as she tried her best to understand her. "Her? There's no one else here, Shawna."

"Yes there is! There's a blindfolded woman, and she's going to kill Andrew!"

///// TO BE CONTINUED

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