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Here is another attempt at a TG story. Hope you like it. I'd like to thank Tina Douglous for her insperation with her fabulous story "The Virtual Revenge." This is a story in a similar theme, and I really don't know how many chapters there will be in all!
Tele-Formed
By Ed Gay
My name is Marc Jameston, and I used to have a happy, safe, suburban life. Unfortunately that is all gone now. I truly lost it all, even my man- hood.
Jamie and I started dating in high school. She was very bright, an honors student. She was a perky blonde, and her youthful good-looks have lasted through the years to her present age of 42. I was somewhat of a jock, wrestling, football and all that. I got a football scholarship to state, and Jamie got a full academic scholarship to the same school. Jamie majored in physics, while I never finished any degree. We married shortly of graduation (class of '99), and I was happy to let her work while I partied and worked the occasional small jobs. Jamie got in on the groundwork of the teleporter industry and worked her way up to an executive position in the company. I was always there for her, but I'll admit I didn't understand any of the technology involved. All I knew was that you stepped in a booth and stepped out where you wanted to be. If I'd only known then what I know now I would have never relied on modern technology for my transportation!
Jamie and I were getting along well. Our relationship was fine, and I knew she loved me, but I began to get bored with our sex life. I mean, we had been together for over 20 years now, and I had to be a mid-life crisis, but I wanted a fresh love interest in my life. I wasn't dumb though, I didn't want to leave Jamie. She was a great meal-ticket! I just wanted a few side dishes.
An old buddy of mine had reccomended that I call "Sid's Escorts and Fantasy Emporium." He said that the women were all drop-dead gorgeous, and really knew how to please a man. Jamie had a conference to attend, and I knew that I'd have the house to myself for a week. I dialed the digits, and
an pleasant sounding female voice answered. I knew it was probaly a computer, but it's so hard to tell now days.
"This is Sid's, how may I help you?"
I took a deep breath and voiced my request. "Uh, yes. I'd like a girl please."
"Yes sir, what type?" came the prompt reply.
I proceeded to describe my fantasy girl to the voice on the phone. Petite, brunette, voluptuous, absolutely stunning, fun-loving, and not real bright. The service gave me a confirmation number and informed me that "Cindy", would arrive in less than a half hour or the service was free.
It was an anxious wait. How could I do this to Jamie? She loved me, but I had needs. She'd never know anyway. I heard the chime of an inbound teleportation, pressed the accept button, and watched as a vision materialized in my reception chamber.
As her body outline solidified, it caused an organ on my body to solidify as well. She was everything I wanted. About 5'2", a tiny waist, big ass, and huge tits. Her hair was big and wild, as if she just finished fucking a tiger. It was a sexy reddish-brown, as wide as her shoulders and hung halfway down her sexy back. Her face was a vision, innocence and desire in a perfect mix. Full lips, high cheekbones, high-lighted by sexy pools of blue that were her eyes. She wore a very short red mini-dress that did nothing to hide her ample curves.
"Hi! I'm Cindy! I see that your already glad to see me!"
She wiggled over to me and grabbed my hard-on through my Levi's.
"Umm, a hard-man is good to find!" She cooed.
Obviously, this girl wasn't too bright, but I like them like that. Years of feeling inferior to Jamie's intellect had caused me to ask for a dumb girl. I wanted to feel superior.
"Oh yeah baby, I'm hard a ready for you! Suck it!" I commanded.
This was incredible. This sexy bitch that I had never even saw before was going to fuck me! She reached down and unfastened my jeans, pulling out my meat. She gave it a few pumps with her hand before she went down on me with her soft mouth. God, it was incredible. I had to calm myself down so I wouldn't shoot my load already. I was paying for this, I wanted it to last.
Just as things got real interesting the arrival chimes went off again.
"What the fuck?" I reached over and hit the privacy button as Cindy continued. I never even noticed as my wife Jamie materialized in the chamber!
"Marc! How could you!" Jamie screamed and ran to our bedroom.
Shit, caught red-handed with a bitch on my dick!
"Jamie! Wait!" I jumped up and chased her, leaving Cindy with a confused look on her sexy face.
"Jamie, it's not what you think!" I pleaded.
"Oh yeah? What was it then? Tell me you weren't having sex with that bimbo!"
"Uh, I was, but I love you! Please!" I replied, not really knowing what else to say. "Jamie, it was the first time, she means nothing, just a piece of ass! You gotta believe me!"
"Marc, I need some time, but first, get her the hell out of here!"
"Sure-thing babe, right now!"
I padded back into the living room. "Cindy, I'm sorry babe, but you gotta go now." I said softly.
"Well, Ok, but I still get paid right?" She questioned.
"Of course. Just please, get in the chamber."
"Ok, call again anytime!" She said brightly.
I had no intentions of ever doing anything like this again, but I nodded a brief yes and said goodbye. Cindy entered her transport co-ordinates and I hit the send button. Her curvaceous form shimmered and faded. I turned to face my fate with Jamie, and as I did, the alarm tone sounded. "Fuck! what else can go wrong!" I swore as I scanned the control panel. The signal/noise ratio meter was dangerously high, and I din't know what to do!
"Jamie! Help!" I screamed. This was her system, she'd know what to do.
Jamie came running in, saw the meters and shoved me out of the way. She was obviously trying hard, but the needles just faded out as she fought the controls.
"Marc, I lost her signal. I'll have to see if it's still in the digital buffer."
Jamie reached over to the terminal and entered a series of commands at the prompt.
"Ok, lets try again, I think she'll pull through this time." Jamie stated flatly.
I breathed a deep sigh of relief as the familiar teleporter shimmer appeared in the chamber. But something was wrong, This shimmer was just over a foot high, while Cindy was over five.
"Jamie! What's wrong?" I asked, "she's way too short!"
"Just watch Marc, let's see what you think of your little bitch now!"
As the form materialized it became obvious what Jamie had done. Cindy was now a cute little female Cocker Spaniel with a big red bow in her hair.
I walked over to the chamber in shock.
"Cindy?" I asked experimentally.
"Woof!" came the canine answer.
"Shit! Jamie, have you lost your fucking mind?" I screamed.
"Don't worry Marc, I've always wanted a little bitch around the house, and she can keep you company. Maybe should can still suck your dick, just watch out for the teeth!" She answered calmly.
"But Jamie, people will be looking for her!"
"Marc dear, records can be changed. She never was here. No teleportation record, no teleportaion. It's a simple concept."
Damn, this woman had lost her mind. I had to get out of here before she did something worse.
"Jamie, I need to take a walk, think about this. Is that Ok?" I asked timidly.
"Sure dear, go ahead, I don't think you'll be looking for another 'piece- of-ass' anytime soon!"
I stepped up into the chamber, entered to co-ordinates of the police hall, and hit send. As I felt the beam take hold I saw Jamie working the terminal again. I tried to scream, but couldn't the beam had locked.
I arrived at my destination, intact. I sighed a deep breath of thanks and stepped down from the chamber. As I did so I noticed that not all had gone as I wanted. I reached out to stabilze myself against the chamber, my ankles felt like they were at a strange angle. I noticed that the hand that reached up was very slender, and had long red nails on the end. I took a deep breath and continued to inventory. The breath caused my to feel the constraints of a bra strap dig into my shoulders, and I noticed to coolness of a breeze on my inner thighs. Damn! I though to myself, she's dressed me as a girl in public to humiliate me! I need to get home! I stepped back up into the chamber, stumbling on my three inch pumps. I reached over to enter my co-ordinates and missed the panel. It was about 10 inches higher than I had grabbed. What the hell? I turned and caught my reflection in the control panel. Full, pouting lips, a dainty nose, long reddish-brown hair, big tits encased in a tiny red dress. Fuck! I was Cindy.
"No!!!" I screamed as the realization sunk in!
Tele-Formed
Chapter 2
My mind was reeling, and looking back, I must have been in shock. I was now trapped in the body of a gorgeous hooker, and she was now trapped as a cute little cocker spaniel! This was to much for my mind to process.
I leaned back against the side of the cubicle, trying to organize my thoughts. As I did, I felt the cold hard wall through my new ass. It felt like it was sticking out like a shelf and had to be at least a mile wide. Overall, I felt shrunk. I had lost almost a foot in height, and alot of weight too. I moved my right hand up over my ribs. They were thin, and stuck out, as if a thin layer of skin had been sprayed over the bare cage. I felt like a skeleton until I got to the lumps. Bags. Growths. Sacks. Even then, part of me realized that the were just a little larger than average for a woman, but most of me felt that they were as big as watermelons. I was totally unable to feel erotic about my new acquisitions. Both ways. My fingers, as I felt them felt pathology. Just two big lumps. And from the inside, I felt like my flesh had swollen. The nipple felt very sensitive, a strange feeling of separation, these two incredibly sensitive tips inches out from my chest. As my hand moved down I was prepared for the swerve of hip. I couldn't feel my penis and didn't expect too. I reached up under my short skirt as was relieved to feel my pubic hair. At least there was something between my legs. I could bring myself to touch my new sex, that would have probably overloaded my spinning brain.
I had to get out of here, back home, somewhere safe and try to sort out this fuck-up.
I reached over and keyed the co-ordinates to my home.
"Destination secured in privacy mode. Please select another." Came the cold metallic computer voice.
"Shit. She's locked me out." As I said the words to myself, I realized my voice was now Cindy's sexy tones as well. I had to get Jamie to change me back! I punched up my house on the vid-screen, and I was relieved to see Jamie's face come up on the small screen.
"Jamie! What have you done! You have to change me back!" I screamed in my new feminine voice.
"Umm, do I know you? You just look like some piece of ass my husband was screwing behind my back! I think you should get back to work, whore!", was Jamie's short reply.
So she wanted to play like that! Ok, I could handle this. I'll sue her and her company for every penny that they have! I glanced over at the teleporter control panel and noticed a set of destination digits blinking.
"What the hell, I'll try it." I punched the send button and felt the familiar sheen come over me. Maybe Jamie had decided to turn me back after all.
As I materialized I looked around, feeling Cindy's long hair brush my slender shoulders, and I realized that I was still trapped in a female body.
"Cindy! Get over here, I have your next assignment for you!"
I looked towards the sound over the voice, and walked over to an attractive blond sitting at a desk. As I walked I couldn't help but notice the strange feeling of movement as my hips swiveled and my ass swayed me forward.
"Yes Ma'am, what is it?" I asked in Cindy's little voice.
"Ma'am? Kinda formal aren't we Cindy? What happened to Dana?", she asked in a curious tone.
"Oh, yeah, Dana. How are you?", I stammered out. I really didn't know what else to say.
"Boy, you're kinda dazed, he must've been great huh? Well, here's your next one, take a minute to freshen up and get rolling.", she said as she turned back to the computer on her desk.
I took the slip off paper she offered and walked (swiveled) across the room to a door labeled "ladies." I figured it was the best bet, considering how I now looked. Plus, I could feel that Cindy's bladder needed emptied.
As I entered the small restroom I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror. God, she was beautiful. Cindy had all the traits I desired in a woman. She oozed sex from every pore. As I stared into the mirror I could not see any indicators that it was me trapped in this sexy wrapping. All I saw was a simpering sex kitten. Maybe there was just a spark of my old self in Cindy's big brown eyes, but I really doubt to many people would spend time looking into my eyes, with everything else this body had to distract them.
I didn't look forward to my first time using female plumbing, but I couldn't put it off any longer, so I walked into one of the stalls. As I looked down at the white toilet bowel I realized that I'd have to sit down to pee. I hiked up the short skirt, sat down, and smoothly pulled the black lace G-string underwear down to my ankles. Cindy was wearing a garter belt with thigh-high stockings. This girl knew how to drive men wild! I relaxed, and let the urine sluice between my legs. It was about the same as pissing before. Just no loud splash, more of a tinkling sound. Looking down, I parted my pinkish lips. I could see two drops of urine glistening among the fine pubic hairs like morning dew in a spider's web. I slid my thumbs down the small protrusion of Cindy's clit. It was so strange, it looked almost like a cat's small penis. Maybe men and women are more alike than I had thought. Suddenly, I realized what I was doing! I was stroking my pussy, this had to stop! I was a man for cripes sakes!
I walked out of the bathroom, and over to the teleporter, entered the co- ordinates that Dana had given me, and blinked out to Cindy's next assignment.
As I arrived I realized that I was at an expensive mansion in the hills. There was an older, heavy set man checking out my curvy frame and smiling broadly.
"Perfect! Exactly what I wanted! Tell me dear, what is your name?" He asked me in a warm and caring voice.
"Cindy." I said quietly. I knew what I was here for, and I only wanted to get it over with. I'd get that bitch Jamie! Make her pay for all of this!
"Cindy, you may call me Captain. Now, please remove your dress. I want to see all of you." His tone was different now, and even though he had said please, I knew it was really a command.
I reached around and un-did the fasteners to Cindy's red mini-dress, and stepped out of it, trying to appear seductive. I slowly reached up and un- hooked to straps to the bra, giving him a sexy little girl grin before I let it drop. I turned around, keeping my breasts out of view as I lowered my panties to the floor. As I turned around I caught a full view of Cindy in a mirror on the wall. I was stunned. Up to this point I had never saw her totally nude. It was an even better sight than I could imagine. The perfect blend of feminine muscle and sexy curves, it was obvious that Cindy had taken a great deal of pride in her body.
The man approached, took me by the hand and lead me back through the mansion to his bed-room. The sexy clicking of my heels echoed down the hall. My breasts no longer felt numb. I was keenly aware of their firm bouncing presence. The nipples stood up like two ripe olives. The aureoles felt, oh, congested and lively. Perhaps from the cool air, but more likely from the Captain's rough massaging.
He shoved me roughly back on the bed and began to mount me. Oh God, I couldn't believe this was happening. I had made a call wanting a quick piece of ass, and now, here I lay, I was the piece of ass. It was I about to be fucked by some old guy whose name I didn't even know!
"Cindy. Cindy, Cindy," he whispered as he entered me.
I still couldn't believe the feeling as a dick entered my body for the first time. It went against all of my life experiences. I was supposed to be the penetrator, the hunter, the male. Not a whore! I was being violated to the core of my being. He wallowed on me for near 20 minutes. Groping and squeezing my tender breasts. I never began to feel anything approaching pleasure. And he was so heavy. He laid on top of me, nearly smothering me with his bulk. This was miserable! How could women enjoy such a thing. The guy was a slob, grunting and groaning as he used Cindy's sexy, perfect body to satisfy his gluttonous desire. Finally, with a load moan, he rolled off of me and it was over. I needed a shower, but I wanted out of there! I grabbed to sexy clothes and fumbled them on, mumbled my good-bye and punched back to Sid's Escorts.
As I stepped off Dana waved me over.
"Damn girl, you look like shit. Listen, why don't you go home and take the rest of the day off. We'll cover for you." She said in a concerned tone. "Make sure you get rested up for our little playtime tonight though!" she added.
Wow. Cindy was a lesbian. That could be interesting. I had checked Cindy's Identicard for her home address so I said good-bye to Dana and tele-ported to Cindy's apartment. It was surprisingly neat and clean. I should have known better, but I thought it would be a trashy little dive. As I walked into the bedroom I found the little Cocker Spaniel who I knew was the real Cindy asleep on the bed. I scratched her behind her ears, and she began to bark excitedly when she woke up and saw me.
"Ha, relax Cindy," I laughed,"I can't understand a thing you are saying! We'll have to do one bark for yes, and two for no. Do you understand me?" I questioned.
"Woof!" was her decidedly canine reply.
"Ok. Well, I don't know how long we're going to be like this, I guess until I work it out with my crazy wife. I'm really sorry, but don't worry, I'll get you back to your old sexy little body. Ok?"
"Woof!"
I had forgotten about Cindy in all this. I may have turned into a girl, but at least I was human and I could still talk. She was really screwed. I had to talk to Jamie and straighten this out!