There are 10 types of people. Male and Female.
By Fyre Mei
- A short revenge based sci-fi stand-alone story for ADULTS only.
A note from the author:
As per my last attempt (Hawking's Revenge) what follows is a short science fiction based story that is just for fun. It is a stand alone story that I will not be continuing, although if anyone else wants to take over the characters and ideas, feel free. This one is a bit of a Trans-gender cliché, still it has some fun ideas and I hope that my writing style brings up something new to the genre.
As always, all comments are welcome.
NOTE: a better formatted version availible on Stardust - the edit thing here is not as easy to use.
Her hand roamed up and down his back, her long fingernails slightly digging into the skin.
“Oh that's so good Mmmmm...” a sultry feminine purr.
Quickening his pace he continued to plow his cock into her, the juices of her tight wet pussy providing a sleek smooth feel even as her inner muscles squeezed his member tightly. As he felt the tensing within his groin that signaled ejaculation was near, her soft luscious lips parted, forming into a perfect O and releasing a soft moan as she began to shake in the midst of her own orgasm. With one last grunt he finally felt release as pleasure overwhelmed him. They lay in each others arms holding each other tightly as they basked in the aftermath of the orgasm.
“Hmmm, that was so good. Meet again lover?” she said.
“I will be in touch.” he lied
Before she could say anything else, Jeff exited the VSI and returned to the real world. Maggie would be home soon, and he needed yo get cleaned up before she was.
Whilst Maggie could never be considered a looker, she liked to think that what she lacked in physical appearance she more than made up for in other areas. She had a good job in technology, good humor, and at least she liked to think she was good in bed. That is why news of Jeff's cheating had come as a total surprise to her.
“Are you sure it was him” she stormed
“Absolutely Mags, he even used a cut-down version of your wedding photo on his profile.”
“That bastard! Only four months since we married and he can't keep his cock in his pants!”
“Yeah, I know. I am sorry Mags” Jessica replied as she placed her arms around her friends back.
Jeff was in the kitchen cooking when Maggie arrived back home. Being a house husband wasn't really all that bad, he kind of enjoyed most of the chores, and it left lots of alone time for other activities.
“Hey honey, how's your day been” he called out as she removed her coat.
“Oh, quite interesting really darling” Maggie replied, an undetectable level of anger in her voice.
“We completed beta on a new upgrade at work. I have the disks here to test on our home VSI system” she continued in a steady voice.
“That's good. I thought I would go down the pub with some mates tonight. You OK here alone?”
“Quite fine darling, quite fine indeed.” she intoned in a low voice.
They quickly finished the, meal and Jeff left the flat to meet with his friends.
Meanwhile, Maggie began to work...
Jeff awoke with a crick in his back. The sofa wasn't the most comfortable place, but coming home drunk at three in the morning it would not have been a good idea to wake Maggie.
Looking at the clock, it was almost noon already and he had arranged to meet with a Lisa1425 online.
Stumbling over to the VSI machine, he noticed a small post-it note on the front.
Jeff, I have completed the upgrade to the machine, I am sure you will love the new version.
See you when I get home, Mags.
Jeff wondered about the new software. Last time Maggie had tried a beta on the machine he ended up with eye strain fro two days. Still, he could always exit if it caused any problems.
BOOTING SYSTEM — VSI — version 1.0681b — 10/11/2024
LOADING BASE INTERFACE
APPLYING GUI OVERLAY
DISPLAYING PROFILE MENU
The screen flashed before him with a choice of profiles:
JEFF SMITH
MAGGIE SMITH
TEST — BETA681
He attached the VSI interface, sat down in the chair and selected JEFF.
LOADING PROFILE TEST — BETA681
INTITIATING LINK ----->
Stupid Maggie, must have messed up the menu with the beta release.
Jeff Pressed the exit key.
LINK ESTABLISHED
LOADING PROFILE
With no response, Jeff Pressed the exit key again.
PROFILE ESTABLISHED
LINKING TO NETWORK
Jeff stabbed the exit key once again to no effect.
The scene around him erupted to life, a beautiful English meadow with thigh high grass, and birds singing as they flew overhead. He was seated on a small bench placed in the shade of a single large apple tree.
Hearing a small cough, Jeff looked around to see an avatar of Maggie staring at him.
“At last, I have been waiting for hours”
“I thought you were going to miss your little rendezvous with Lisa” she continued in a snaky voice.
Standing up, Jeff backed away as a look of shock spread on his face.
“Yes, that is right lover; I know all about your infidelities”
“But, but darling...” he started before she interrupted.
“Oh, do shut up and sit back down”
And against his will he found himself doing so.
Panicking, Jeff tried to activate the emergency auto-exit.
Nothing happened.
“Oh dear, it seems that this beta version seems to have deactivated all the exit protocols. We will need to fix that in the next release.” she said mockingly as she began to slowly walk towards him.
“Now, lets talk about how you are going to pay for the hurt you caused me.” she said, sitting beside him and placing one hand on his knee.
He tried to reply, but his lips were sealed firm; Unable to move.
“What's that, nothing to say honey? I guess I will just have to choose your punishment myself.”
With that, she motioned at the tree above, and a passing swallow dived and knocked an apple from it's branch.
Jeff watched as the apple slowly floated down to land in Maggie's outstretched palm.
“Ahh, the forbidden fruit. I wonder why it is forbidden? Don't you Jeff? Don't you?” the anger was plain in her voice now.
“Why don't you eat some and see Jeff?”
He found his arm reaching out, taking the apple and raising it to his mouth. He tried to stop, but he couldn't .He bit down and swallowed.
Immediately the whole scene changed , the sky became red and the grass wilted. Wind began to pick up, blowing the now-dead leaves from the apple tree.
“Just like this tree, our love is dead Jeff. I am sure you will find another lover with no trouble though” she said menacingly.
The wind continued to pick up, reaching gale speeds. Infront of the bench he was seated on the ground began to crack.
“You know Jeff, Adultery is one of the seven deadly sins.” and with that Maggie's avatar disappeared.
As the crack opened wider, he saw a bright red glow emanating from it. The wind continued to increase in strength, but changed direction, seeming to blow straight down, almost as if it was being sucked into the hole.
The Apple tree began to strain against the wind, branches blowing loose and whirling into the widening fissure.
The bench began to slowly shuffle towards the gap, buoyed on by the airflow.
Jeff attempted to stand, to run, but could not.
Ever and ever closer, he could feel his heart thumping within his chest.
With one last creak, the bench with Jeff in it pitched over the side and fell down into the red abyss.
He was laying naked tied spread-eagle to a table. In front and above him was a voluptuous woman dressed in thigh-high leather boots, a black latex thong and a studded black bra. Her bright red hair perfectly framed a face that was made out with dark dominating colors. She looked a little like Maggie, but as if she had been remade better, sexier and and bigger. A lot bigger.
“So, Jeff... what do you like in a woman?” she asked in a deep husky voice.
He couldn't stop his eyes from staring at her luscious white breasts held captive within the bra.
“You like these?” she said, cupping her own breasts and slowly massaging them with the tips of her red manicured nails.
She stepped up to him and moved her hands to his chest, her delicate fingers tracing over his nipples.
“Mmmm... yes, you like that don't you?”
Jeff didn't usually get any pleasure from his nipples, but he felt both them and his cock stiffen as she spoke.
“But it would be even nicer if you had a bit more to play with there, wouldn't it Jeff?”
Waves of pleasure began to shoot through his body, and he found himself moaning “Yes, yes”.
She pinched at his erect nipples and began to pull away from his body. The pleasure increased tenfold as full female breasts began to emerge on his chest.
“More, more” he moaned, not quite sure if he wanted breasts but sure he wanted the pleasure.
Her hands cupped his new breasts for a moment, and abruptly she backed away again, leaving him on the brink of orgasm.
“But, that isn't the only thing you like about women is it Jeff?”
He felt his gaze turning to her legs and her plump butt.
“Mmmm, you will love this bit” she murmured, barley audible as she reached behind hm and began to massage.
He felt as her hands ran up and down his legs, squeezing every time they passed his small firm butt.
He felt as the hair on his legs receded into his body, and his bottom swelled outwards, becoming rounded and soft.
He felt as the bones in his torso cracked and rearranged, forming into a set of wide hips.
His cock throbbed, aching for attention.
She lent close and whispered in his ear, her long blonde hair brushing his shoulder.
“I can see you like what my hands can do”
Her hands ran over his arms, as she planted a strong kiss on his lips. He felt the slight greasiness of the lipstick against his lips as her tongue forced itself into his mouth exploring every angle. Pressed so close, her eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks, and the soft smell of her musk entered his nostrils.
Pulling her head away once more.
“Now that looks much more fitting for the rest of your body”
Still unable to move, he turned is gaze down, noticing his new long blonde hair and a small delicate nose framed between his two large breasts. Just beyond them he could make out his cock, standing to attention, his last bastion of masculinity.
“We will just have to take care of that now, wont we?” she said, running her tongue down his chest towards the groin.
Her soft lips locked on his dick, pulling it into her mouth with a slight slurping sound. She began to bob up and down, up and down, up and down.
Pleasure.
He moaned, his soft feminine voice turning him on even more.
Up and down, up and down, up and down. Perhaps less motion but faster.
Her tongue rand across the tip of his phallus. And he cried out as orgasm approached.
In and out, in and out, in and out.
He moaned, as a wave of pleasure emanated from his groin spreading to the whole of his body.
In and out, in and out, in and out.
Another wave, more pleasure!
In and out, in and out, in and out.
He couldn't take any more.
“Stop, please, please, too much” he cried as extacy washed over him again.
In and out, in and out, in and out.
His whole frame shivered as a third orgasm swept through his feminine body.
She removed herself from his new clit and kissed him on the face again, their breasts touching each other.
“You are now free to leave Jeff, but you will find the conditioning in this VSI to be quite addictive.”
“Before long, I expect you will be seeking DNA treatment and a womb implant. So long Lover.”
Jeff awoke covered in sweat and his own cum and wrenched himself from the VSI.
That nutty bitch, what the fuck does she think she is doing? VSI brainwashing is illegal.
Stalking into the hallway he noticed a note on the table from Maggie.
Dear Jeff, I have already applied for a divorce. The papers are attached below, please sign them and forward them to Jessica's flat Don't try to involve the law, I have taken precautions against that too.
Maggie
He reached for the phone and dialed 911
“Emergency services, what is the problem?”
He tried to speak, but no words came out.
“Is there a problem?” the operator said.
Concentrating, he forced his lips to move.
“No sorry, just testing the phone.” and he hung up.
He hadn't meant to say that, he wanted to complain about his wife, his brainwashing.
At the thought of the brainwashing, his cock sprang to life once more, pushing his pants out in a tent.
“Mmmmmm...” he hummed as he walked back towards the VSI machine.
Jenny emerged from the bathroom in her negligee.
They had first met in a bar e a few months back and tonight was going to be the big night.
The old VSI she had used back when she was Jeff didn't really seem to have much of an impact after she had been through the change. Now days she craved something more... real.
She was wearing her best black dress and five inch heels. She flicked her hair as she walked sexily towards him.
Lets see how he likes this, she thought to herself.
Grabbing her in both arms and pulling her close, his stubble brushed against her smooth cheeks as they embraced in a kiss.
Enjoying every moment, she pushed closer towards him, feeling his hard muscles squash her breasts.
“I love you” she said, pulling away from his kiss for a moment.
“I love you too, he replied” in a deep gruff tone.
Maybe someday they would even get married Jenny thought to herself.
From the corner of the room the VSI machine clicked as it automatically shut down, the remote user logging out.
In a different part of town Maggie talked to Jessica.
“Lets see how he likes being cheated on.”
fin.
Hawking's Revenge
by Fyre Mei
- A Stand alone sci-fi short story for ADULTS only.
I welcome ALL feedback.
The alarm bell sounded in his ear, beckoning him to wake. The room still dark, he brushed his hand along the top of the bedside cabinet feeling for the alarm clock.
BEEP
Anger rose within him, and when he finally found the culprit, he flung it to the floor, silencing it with a thud.
Six weeks of waking up at five am and working twelve hour days.
Six weeks of living exclusively in a small hotel room.
Six weeks without his fiancee.
At the last thought he felt his loins stir, his penis stood to attention.
Six weeks without sex.
As he rose from the bed and strode into the shower, Matt Austin tried to calm himself. It was only another two weeks until the contract was up, and with the cash they could finally plan the wedding.
As the hot steamy water pounded down over his body, Matt thought of his girl and began to massage his erect cock. Slowly at first, back and forth over the bulbous head. He visualized her kneeling before him, her ruby red lips wrapped around his member as her hands wandered up and down, caressing his back. With a slight grunt, he orgasmed, his spew joining the water droplets from the shower as they whirled down into the drain.
No where near as good as a partner, but better than feeling frustrated all day.
He quickly finished cleaning up, dressing in his business suit and departing for work.
The weather outside was already warm, it always was always hot at this time of year in Dubai. Even at this early hour the street was bustling with people, here and there another European hurrying to an office. A pair of young women dressed in Bhurkas fixed their eyes on him, following his passage. As he passed by, he heard the soft sound of their giggles behind him. At least not everything was different here than from home.
Swiping his security pass through the reader, he passed by the guard and into the elevator pressing the button for floor twenty five. The doors closed with a slight swooshing sound and the lift began to ascend.
“Floor Twelve, Doors opening” the lift chimed.
Vanessa Hawking stepped into the lift, a vision of beauty. Her large hips swayed as she entered the lift, her low cut top showing off her ample cleavage.
“Matt, fancy seeing you here” her soft melodic voice said, as she swished her long blonde hair in a manner that made her motives clear.
“I was called in about six weeks ago” he replied briskly, stepping away from her.
They had met on another contract a few years back, before he had found his fiancee. She had perfect curves, and before long they were sharing more than just an office. But she was too controlling, too imposing, and when his contract came to the end, he told her it was time to move on. She didn't accept this, and in her typical domineering manner kept phoning him for the next three months. She even turned up on his doorstep once, dressed only in a thong and a trench coat.
“Still working in IT then ?” she purred as her perfectly manicured hand snaking over to touch his chest.
“Yeah” Matt replied, recoiling as he anxiously watched the lift ascending.
“I Just got promoted into research from HR myself, in fact me and the girls are having a bit of a party to celebrate tonight. Why don't you come along?” she replied.
“Floor twenty five, Doors opening” the lift called out.
Thank God Matt thought to himself as he quickly exited the lift.
“See you later, we will be at O'Shannan pub” he heard Vanessa's sultry voice call behind him.
Hells chance Matt thought.
The day passed swiftly, with no real interruptions.
Just about as Matt was getting ready to leave his boss, Harold called him into an office. Unusually a security guard stood beside his bosses desk.
“Please take a seat Matt” said Harold in a steady tone as he shut the door.
Matt sat down, not knowing what to think.
“You are a good worker, which is why I am sad I have to let you go” the boss said in a calm tone.
“What? What are you talking about? Why?” Matt replied, confused.
“We have received a number of complaints about hmmm... sexual misconduct”
“Wh....what? I never...” Matt stammered back truthfully.
“We have to terminate your contact, effective immediately. As per clause fourteen, you will receive no payment.”
Six weeks, a ruined reputation and no payment all from some hearsay. Who could have been behind this?
Matt's mind reeled, before clicking into place.
“Wait a minute, this must have been that bloody Vanessa, Vanessa Hawking, it's her. She has a grudge against me!” he shouted, confusion turned to anger.
Harold glanced down at a small sheet of paper before resuming eye contact.
“She was not one of those that complained. Your behavior has been unacceptable, there is no argument.” the boss said with finality, and motioned to the guard.
Still scathing Matt was quickly escorted from the building, onto the street.
I am sure Vanessa is behind this Matt thought to himself I'll show her, that vengeful bitch!
Hailing a taxi, he stepped in and said “O'Shannan's Pub please”.
O'Shannans was the typical Irish pub, a little dingy but with some jolly music in the background. Most of the clientel were obviously from Northern Europe, but an occasional Arabic or Oriental face could be seen enjoying a beer.
Matt strode up to the barkeep pushing aside a few punters at the bar, ignoring their protests.
“Where is Vanessa? Vanessa Hawking” he shouted above the general din.
“Ahhh, the Hawking party, upstairs in the function room sir” the bartender replied.
Quickly climbing the stairs, Matt barged open the function room door to be greeted by the sight Vanessa and five of the girls from human resources.
“Oh Matt, I am so glad you decided to come. I thought given our past, you might have declined.” Vanessa spoke in a mocking tone.
“Don't you fucking piss around with me you bitch, you know bloody well why I am here!” he shouted back as he strode towards her.
“Are you just going to verbally abuse me, or have you come for something more... substantial dear?” the other girls tittered at Vanessa's rebuke.
He wanted to reach out and grab the little psycho bitch, but managed restrained himself.
“You have had your fun Vanessa, now phone Harold and tell him the truth” he said through gritted teeth as the gaggle of women surrounded him.
“Oh no, I don't think I have had all my fun yet dear.” she replied.
Matt felt a small prick in his butt, and turned to see one of the women grinning at him with an empty syringe held aloft. He stumbled to his knees, the chemical coursing through his blood system.
“Fuck you” he mouthed, as his vision became clouded and he slumped to the floor.
“You will.” was the last thing Matt remembered hearing as his world descended into blackness.
“Have you ever tried this before?” a high pitch voice questioned.
“This is the first time on a human, it should work though.” a familiar voice replied.
“He is coming around” a third voice with a slight European accent.
PAIN. His cheek seared with agony as it was slapped.
“Wakey, wakey lover” Vanessa called.
Opening his eyelids, he saw her immaculately made up face staring down at him from a couple of inches above.
Matt struggled, and found out that he was tightly bound around the wrists, ankles, waist and neck.
“If only you had shown such determination to continue our relationship Matt...” Vanessa started.
“But no, you just used me as a sex object and moved on.” She finished.
Matt tried to reply, but found himself only able to emit a faint muffled sound.
“Oh, don't try to speak dear, this is not the time for your excuses. This is time for my revenge.”
“Revenge against a selfish horrible male pig. Isn't that right girls?”
“Yes!” a chorus of feminine voices replied.
“Start up the machine” Vanessa called.
A low humming sound started behind Matt, and he felt the table he was restrained on to slowly sliding backwards.
“You know Matt, we were together for two months, and you never asked about my family...” Vanessa's voice called above the hum.
His view was obscured, as the ceiling closed in. It appeared as if he was being moved into some sort of tube.
“If you had, you would know that my cousin is quite the famous physical theorist...”
The table with Matt on it ceased movement, completely immersed in the tube of the machine.
“Here I am demonstrating some of his theories in regard to quantum states...”
The humming was now interrupted by infrequent but regular booming noises making Vanessa barely audible.
“Not all of the Hawking family are quite so... theoretical.”
The booming noises sped up.
BOOM
Matt felt the sound ripple though his body, causing the hairs on his chest to stand on end.
BOOM
His muscles twitched at the noise, tensing and relaxing.
BOOM
An intense pain emanated from inside Matt's body, almost as if his bones were vibrating.
BOOM
His bones cracked as they began to alter and shorten shorten.
Matt let out a cry of pain.
BOOM
An itch spread over his skin as the hair receded into the pores and it darkened slightly in tone.
BOOM
The flesh on his arms vibrated, slowly disappearing leaving a thinner limb.
BOOM
The muscles on his legs began to dissolve, the flesh pooling upwards towards his blossoming thighs.
BOOM
His fingertips burnt as long nails pushed themselves outwards.
BOOM
His torso contracted, as the flesh pooled down to form a rump arse and a small set of breasts.
BOOM
His face felt on fire as his lips puffed up, his nose became small and dainty and his hair grew into a long curly black mane.
BOOM
His penis and balls retracted into his body forming a vagina.
Matt let out another cry of pain, this time distinctly feminine.
The booming slowly wound down, and the table retracted from the machine.
“You turned out very nicely dear” said Vanessa as she undid the restraints and stood Matt up.
Gazing into the mirror before him, Matt saw an Indian woman in her mid twenties reflected back.
“What have you....” he started, but reeled at the sound of his own distinctively feminine voice.
“We just set you to a different quantum state Matt, or should I say Kulsoom?” Vanessa replied.
Matt was shocked, how could this be? He was a man, not some Indian woman!
With the shock and the pain overwhelming, he fainted.
*-*
Matt awakened in a gaudily decorated the pink, red and gold room. He felt the soft silk sheets of the large bed he was laying on wrapped about him.
Shifting, he felt them rub over his breasts, his nipples standing erct with the erotic sensation. The soft silk sheets glided down his smooth brown thighs. He sat up with a start. Vanessa and a man stood before him groping each other passionately. Vanessa's eye caught his and she broke off the embrace.
“Welcome to your new home Kulsoom” Vanessa called out.
“Change me back now, I demand it!” Matt shouted at her.
“Back to what? ” she replied calmly.
“I am Matt , you bitch and you know that” he returned.
“How can that be? Matt is standing right here” Vanessa said, grinning and pointing at her companion.
For the first time Matt's eyes focused on the only man in the room. It was him, Matt, or rather the old Matt.
“You see, young Kulsoom loved me in a way you never did dear. Of course her old body was somewhat unacceptable to me sexually, but with quantum state technology that was no barrier to love now, was it darling?” Vanessa turned to the Matt body, gazing into his eyes longingly before they kissed.
“I am not totally cruel though my dear Matt, we have made sure your new self is well provided for. Marriage is still a good option for a pretty girl like you, even these days” Vanessa smirked and began to leave the room.
“Of course, he is very possessive, and doesn't speak a word of English” she continued, as the couple walked away, hand in hand.
Finally gathering himself together, Matt rose from the bed.
“STOP!” he shouted and ran towards the departing pair.
Strong arms emerged from the dark, pulling him close to a hard masculine body.
The man said something in a foreign language, before spinning him around and planting a kiss on his lips, forcing them open with his tongue. The strangers hands began to trace up and down the back of Matt's bare body, clasping his rounded buttocks and firm breats. Despite himself, Matt felt a certain chill of pleasure run through him. Powerless to resist, Matt tried to ignore the sensations and evaluate his situation.
How would he get his old body back?
How would he return to his fiancee?
How would he undo Hawking's revenge?.
A stray thought raced though the back of his mind. At least it looked like after six weeks, he would finally be getting some sex....