Swampwater

Swamp by Waldo

Warning - The following story contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult or reading descriptions sex stories upset you, do not read any further.

Swampwater

Chapter 1 - The Canoe Vacation

I was enjoying the adventure of my lifetime. Canoeing through the Everglades by myself for two weeks. No work imposed deadlines. No schedules to keep except to find shelter before nightfall. No blaring music. No ex-wife chasing me for more money. Just me, my canoe, and my backpack enjoying the sun, the water, and the wilderness of this primitive spot.

The Everglades is huge. It is very easy to get lost in here and that is why I chose it. I wanted to get lost and just wander through this primeval wasteland, stopping where and when I wanted to stop. Taking a few pictures with my camera and capturing more images with my memory.

I enjoy wilderness. Sometimes I feel as if I was born two hundred years too late. So I take off to some remote wilderness every chance I get. Which is usually only a weekend or three days. Never have I been able to take off for two weeks like this trip. I had started yesterday by leaving my car at the boat dock and canoeing until dark. Then I set up my camp and listened to the sounds of the swamp at night. My campfire burnt brightly as I tried to identify the sounds of the jungle just yards from me. The cry of a bobcat somewhere to the east, the sound of a fish jumping up and breaking water, the hoot of a close-by owl, and the ever present sound of an alligator claiming ownership of the swamp. I enjoyed it all except that I knew that there were snakes around.

I love wilderness but I hate snakes. I am afraid of them and one reason that I like to be out like this, is because it forces me to face one of my worst fears. And this area has some of the most deadly snakes in the world. I am very aware that I could wake up in the morning, with a Cottonmouth or rattler sharing the warmth of my sleeping bag with me. So I pick campsites where I can tie my hammock up and keep my butt off of the ground. They can still get to my by dropping on me, but that is not as likely as sleeping on the ground.

Last night, which was my first night out here, was very beautiful. I can't wait until we have the full moon next week. I will have to pick my campsites so that I have a clear view of the moon and the reflection of the moon on the water.

I have been paddling most of the morning. Just looking at the scenery and enjoying myself. I am staying off of the beaten paths because I don't want to run into anyone or see anything that reminds me that civilization in only a few miles away from me. I try to ignore the floating empty plastic drink bottles discarded by un-caring tourists and the sounds of jets flying overhead, bringing plane loads of tourists to this area.

I pulled over to a small long stretch of land and parked my canoe. I got out and was walking through the underbrush, to stretch my legs. I had my walking stick to probe for snakes and my pistol for any snake that got too close to me. Don't get me wrong. I won't kill the snake unless it gets too close and scares the shit out of me. I will bypass it or use my walking stick to move it out of the way.

As I carefully walked through the overgrown brushy area, I could hear some noise ahead. I couldn't tell if it was a gator or something even worse - a human. So I eased through the brush and saw a little beach with a canoe pulled up on the beach. I started to turn around and ease quietly back to my area when I saw her.

A beautiful naked woman was standing waist deep in the water. It had been her splashing that I had heard. She was naked and her long, black hair flowed down her shapely back. I watched as she dived and swam just below the surface of the water. Then she surfaced and rolled over on her back, doing lazy back strokes, just powerful enough to barely propel her through the water. And to expose those beautiful nipples on her perfect breasts. She was very clearly naked and built.

I stopped where I was and just stared. I am only human and this was the most interesting wildlife that I had seen so far. I stood transfixed, watching her float through the water. I was staring at her so hard that I almost missed the barely visible air bubbles that were slowly headed her way. Then I caught sight of the barely visible movement in the water and realized that she was not alone in that lagoon. Experience told me that it was either a gator or a mighty big catfish. If I warn her, then she will know that I have been watching her.

I look again at the thing headed for her and instantly react.

"Look out," I scream as I jump out of the brush and head for the water as I draw my pistol from its holster. "Gator to your right."

She stopped swimming when she heard me and then quickly looked to her right. Whatever she saw was enough to start her swimming furiously for shore. I dropped down to a braced position and took careful aim for where I assumed the head to be on this gator. I squeezed off a shot and the water exploded. A big gator tail came out of the water and smacked the water. Apparently I hit it in a sensitive spot and it had quit chasing her because of its pain. I quickly emptied my clip into the water and it's exposed trashing body.

When I finished the last shot, I saw her standing on shore, looking at the gator and at me. She was naked and looked beautiful with the water glistening on her naked luscious body. She said "It's enough. You stopped it and it will go somewhere and die. Let it go and it will leave so it can die in peace."

I just stared at her. She was about five foot nine, one hundred and thirty pounds, dark complexion, beautiful face, and a wonderful body. From the dark mass of pubic hair, she was clearly not a natural blond. She looked to be a native Indian.

She smiled as she picked up a brush from her backpack and started brushing the tangles out of her flowing long dark hair "Thank you for saving my life. I have been gone from my land too long and got a little careless. How long were you watching me?"

I pulled the clip out of my pistol and started re-loading it as I tried to be casual about her naked body, her very attractive naked body. "Sorry that I scared you. I had stopped for lunch on the other side of this little island and was stretching my legs when I saw you. I had only been here for about a minute and was getting ready to leave you to your portion of wilderness when I saw the gator headed to you. If it hadn't been for the gator, then I would have slipped back to my canoe without bothering you. My name is Jeff Daniels." I said.

"Serena Jones is the English translation of my names. You would not be able to repeat the pronunciation of my real Seminole name. And thank you for saving my life. I had just pulled into shore for a break and was getting ready to eat some lunch. Would you like to join me?" she asked as she slipped into a pair of cut-off shorts and pulled a T-shirt over her head.

"I had just finished my lunch before I started my walk. Thanks for the invitation but I need to go a little deeper in the swamp and find a campground before it gets dark." I said.

"Going back into the deep swamp can be dangerous. Are you familiar with that area?" she asked as she opened her backpack and took out some beef jerky.

"No, but I have always wanted to visit that area." I replied.

"I played there when I was younger. There are not many campsites or open land capable of providing a safe refuge. I am headed back there myself. If you don't mind, why don't we canoe together and go to where I was planning on spending the night. Along the way, I can identify the different places where you can stay. Tomorrow, we can go our separate ways." she said as she put her backpack back into her canoe and looked at me.

I ain't crazy. This woman had the type of body that I had dreamed about all my life and she wanted me to travel with her for the rest of the day. And then to stay in the same camp area tonight. I nodded and she smiled as she put her backpack into her canoe and pushed off. "Meet me over by the old Cypress." she said not even looking back to see if I heard her. She knew that I was paying attention to everything that she was doing.

I hurried back to my camp, threw my stuff into my canoe and quickly paddled toward the area that she had disappeared into. I found her sitting in her canoe as it floated under the old cypress tree. When I pulled up to her, she said "I love these trees and miss them when I travel. Did you know that Cypress is one of the most durable of all woods? It resists insects and chemical corrosion as well as decay and has a cedar-like smell. The wood lasts for centuries. The cypress doors of St. Peter's in Rome served for 1,100 years and were still sound when replaced by doors of bronze. And what do they do with it in the States? They cut it down to make coffins, acid tanks, docks, pilings, poles, railroad ties and handicrafts. This is an old tree and back in the swamp, I can show you some real old ones that are about 12 centuries old. Think about it. A tree that is 150 feet tall with a limb spread of 80 feet. The roots spread out for support and the knobby knees grow above the water to get air. It's scientific name is Taxodium distichum. My hobby is learning everything I can about nature. If I start boring you with too many facts, please tell me to shut up."

I used the knobby knee to slow myself down and to stop by drifting as I said "Please, continue. I am out here to enjoy nature and to learn a little more about this great country of ours. I would be crazy if I passed up a change to learn from someone that really knows about the new things that I am seeing on this trip. I am a little familiar with cypress trees, but obviously not as familiar as you are. How old do you think this particular tree is?"

"It's a young tree in cypress lives and a very old tree when compared to gums, willows, maples, and alders normal lifetimes. It was barely breaking the water when Ponce de Leon passed through here in the early 1500's. That little island where we met, used to be a big Seminole camp. The Spaniards dishonored their promises and tried to force my people to show them where the Fountain of Youth was located. A lot of my people died on that island from the guns and disease carried by the Spaniards. They left the island and let it return to nature. My people have not lived there since. I am one of the few people that remember the place and honor it's memory." she said as she pushed her canoe out into the barely moving stream.

I pushed off and caught up to her. "Why did Ponce think that your people could show him the Fountain?"

She didn't miss a stroke as she said "Because we did know where it was and had people within our tribe that were very familiar with it. The Spaniard was governor of Puerto Rico in 1509 and he heard a legend about an island called Bimini, where there was said to be a spring that restored youth to all who bathed in it. He was seeking this spring when he discovered Florida in 1513. He named the place La Florida after the Spanish term for Easter Sunday--Pascua florida, or flowery feast. He sailed around the peninsula and up the west coast, returning to Florida in 1521. After one of attacks on our villages, he was seriously wounded during an attack and taken back to Cuba, where he soon died. He was a fanatic searching for the Fountain of Youth. He didn't know or care that his history was incorrect. You see, the Fountain of Youth is supposedly a spring that gives eternal youth somewhere in India. Ponce de Leon had established a colony in Puerto Rico, in the West Indies. When he was told by the Indians of a miraculous spring in a northern region called Bimini, he thought it must be the Fountain of Youth. In his search for the fountain he discovered the Bahamas and Florida. The legend was known throughout Europe in the Middle Ages. It apparently originated in northern India and was brought to Europe by travelers and merchants as early as the 7th century AD. There are references to it in early Hindu writings. In the myths of ancient Greece and Rome there was no Fountain of Youth within the reach of people on Earth, but there was a spring of immortality in the spirit world. The Fountain of Youth in time became confused with a Semitic legend of a River of Immortal Life, to be found in paradise. Even Alexander the Great was said to have searched for the River of Immortality in India. So you see, de Leon's search was based upon incorrect facts and legends. He was very frustrated when he landed on our little island and found that we had the same legends in our history. Look out for that snake in the tree." she said as she eased under a low hanging branch.

I made a wide detour and had to look very closely to find the snake. If she hadn't mentioned it, I would have never seen it. "How did you see that snake. It blends in and is very difficult to see, even close up like this."

"I don't see snakes. I feel them. I sense where they are, what type they are, and what sort of mood they are in. And I also can sense gators. I was remembering my friends that have gone before me and did not catch that gator that was sneaking up on me. That's just a tree snake and you don't have to worry about it." she said as her canoe moved through the water ahead of my canoe.

"I don't like snakes. Can't stand them. So anytime that you sense one, please let me know." I said.

"Why are you out here then?" she asked.

"I love the outdoors. It refreshes me and builds my energy back up. I love the smell and feel of the outdoors. I sometimes think that I was born 200 years too soon. I would give anything to have seen this country as it used to be." I replied as she let me pull up beside her canoe again.

She gave a faint smile and said "It was a beautiful country. Take my word for it. I have been around longer than you think and I also miss the wilderness of yesterday. For a white man, you have a nice appreciation of nature. Does your wife share your hobby?"

"Not married. And my ex doesn't share anything except my bank account. Is your husband also an Indian?" I asked trying to see if she was married.

"I don't believe in marriage any more. I am very familiar with marriage and children. I discovered that sex is not as wonderful after five years and most husbands don't like sharing their wife. I have a healthy sexual appetite and do not plan to slow down by getting married again. My motto became GET IT WHEN YOU CAN GET IT. I love to lie cuddled up with a man but marriage is not for me. It was a choice made for me long time ago." as she said this, her smile turned into a frown.

We talked about several things as she led the way through the swamp. She pointed out the difference in fauna and showed me several things that could be eaten safely. I found out that she had been gone from the swamp for over twenty years, although I found that difficult to believe. She didn't look much over twenty so she had to be kid when she left, but she knows too much about these different waterways and vegetation.

She paused in her paddling and said "In the middle of that bog is one of the natural springs that feed this swamp. The water is very clear and pure. The old Indian legends call it Pax, which loosely translates to peaceful water in our language. I do not know when I will pass this way again and would like to swim in it. Would you like to join me?"

"Yes, lead the way. But the word Pax is Latin meaning peace. How did the old Indians get a Latin name?" I responded as she ducked under a very low hanging tree and eased her canoe into the thicket.

"What makes you think that the Spanish were here first? Remember that the legend of the Fountain of Youth is very well known by the people of India, Mongolia, and Turkey. They just couldn't accurately describe where it existed. It is just as plausible that early visitors to this land were from Denmark, China or Egypt, as to think that the Spanish were here first. We need to tie up the canoes and wade through the waist deep water until we get to Pax. And we won't need clothes where we are going. I will bring my hunting knife and flashlight." she said as she pulled off her T-shirt.

I watched as she unfastened her shorts and slid out of her moccasins. She stepped out onto a cypress knee and dropped easily into the waist deep water. Her long shinny black hair was flowing around her shoulders and barely covering her shapely breasts. I would have followed her into a snake den at that moment. She watched as I pulled off my shirt and untied my boots. I felt just a little embarrassment as I came out of my shorts because I was afraid that she would see my mild erection so I tried to hide it as I went straight into the water.

When I was in the water, she turned and led the way through the bog "Stay close to me so I can caution you about the snakes." she warned.

I followed about three feet behind her as she twisted and turned her way around the tree. A couple of times, I wished that I had better sense than to follow a naked Indian through a waist deep swamp with a knife in her hand. But looking at her smooth naked back, I knew that I would have done anything that she wanted.

She came to a clearing about ten feet in diameter. The water was clearer than the rest of the swampwater. She said "This is it. The water comes from a very deep underground stream and is crystal clear as you go deeper. This whole swamp has a series of underground caves. We are going to go down about twenty feet and then cut back to our right. There is a cave ledge and within the cave is a air bubble. You have to hold your breath for about thirty seconds. Are you coming with me or waiting here?"

"No damn way am I going to sit with my ass in this water waiting for something to sneak up on me. I will take my chances with you." I said.

"I thought so. I will make sure that you enjoy this. Come." as she dived into the pool.

I went immediately behind her and opened my eyes in the clear water. She was swimming with powerful strokes and I had to push hard to keep up with her. I followed her almost straight down and saw the ledge overhang. I followed her into the narrow cave opening and back about 15 feet into a slightly larger chamber where there was an air bubble between the water level and the rock cave top. She had her flashlight turned on and shining up so I could clearly see the rock walls.

"Agh. I almost didn't make it. There is no way to turn around in that narrow passage. How did you know this was here?" I panted as I recovered my breath.

"This is an old Indian legend and there are some truths in the legends. We can't stay here long because we will quickly use up the little air. We are going to continue deeper and further back into a larger cave. Are you still coming?" she asked with a big smile knowing that I had no choice.

Then she dived. I dived again and followed her through a narrow twisting passage. I could faintly see the passage and follow her through the deepening waterway. When we surfaced this time, there was a narrow ledge in the slightly larger cave. I was standing on the cave floor with the water level about belly button deep and she was at the shallow end where the water was just above her knees.

She put her knife on the ledge and said "We have enough air in here for about two hours. Then it will take three months for the air to re-fresh itself. Welcome to Pax. I asked you here for several reasons. First, I wanted to see how much courage you have. I know that you are very terrified of snakes and it took a lot of courage to follow me through that dark swamp. Second, I sense that you are very honest and caring. I will explain later why that is important to me. Third, this is a sacred place of the old ones and is often used in ceremonies. Have you ever made love in a cave? Or in the water? How about in a underwater cave in the water? How about in a ceremonial cave?"

It seemed that something was having an effect on her. Her nipples had become large and swollen, like a pair of plump, ripened cherries. My eyes boldly traced her chest, past the flat expanse of her tummy, and came to rest between her thighs that could be seen plainly in the clear water. I yearned for the moment when I could touch and indulge myself in their excitement. Her hands' rose to fondle them, pinching and squeezing the swollen nipples until they were dark pink and ready to explode. She began to twist and pull, using such force that I'd have thought she must be hurting herself had I not seen the look of ecstasy on her face. Then she cupped the pointed mounds and each swollen bud was a dollar-sized space capsule with a fat thumb-sized protrusion a full half inch long.

She leaned back against the wall and her dark pussy hair came into view. And then I saw her pink lips. They bulged out, moist and swollen. With her middle and index fingers paralleled to her young slit, she spread herself, revealing open, flowered inner lips. She held the lips apart with one hand while her other hand came down to toy and rub her clit. Her eyes rolled back in their sockets from the sheer pleasure she was administering to herself, and her clit extended from the knotted sheath of flesh like a sword. A finger disappeared between her slippery inner lips and reappeared covered with creamy excitement. The fragrance of her sex became thick in the air and she seductively moved her glistening finger to her own mouth. Her eyes rolled as she tasted herself and then she looked wildly at me eyes as the fingers returned to her waiting pussy and plunged in to the hilt. She gasped and began furiously to finger-fuck herself.

"Your breasts are beautiful!" I said as I moved to her so I could kiss and suck her huge nipples.

"And you have a nice erection." Her eyes stared at it.

She raised her lips to my lips and kissed me as she put her arms around my neck and lifted her body as she wrapped her legs around my hips. Her hard, firm breasts pressed heavily against my chest. After a long, slow, delicious kiss, she asked "I was getting a little turned on, watching you paddle. I want to make love to you, here in the water. How many times can you make me cum in two hours?"

As I moved my hand down her firm, tight stomach, she moved her hand so that my fingers could enter her pussy. Her tight pussy yielded at each thrust and my knuckles touched the tender labia causing her to jerk with pleasure. Lubricant poured forth so abundant that it matted her hair and began to run down her legs.

I pushed one finger home and rolled my knuckles against her engorged pussy while my other hand furiously rubbed her clit. She moaned loudly as her ass rose from the wall and then her thigh muscles began to ripple. Her body thrashed in orgasm. Despite the fact that her hole was plugged with my finger, I saw it pulsate around them and gush an abundance of cream. It was too much for any man to bare.

Her weight was suspended around my waist and neck. My tongue entered her mouth and tried to tie a knot with her tongue as her pubic hair scratched my belly. Her tongue darted into my mouth and we tongue-fucked for several minutes. I had a very hard erection and she used one of her hands to rub my erection against her vagina and ass. I pressed her back against the wall and cupped my hands under her ass as I pressed against her. Her nipples were pressed against my face and the heat of her bush burned my belly. My hands fondled her ass while I kissed and licked every inch of her breasts. When I started to suck her nipples, she began to moan and feed them to me. My hands slid up her back and she settled her pussy against my erection. She used her groove like a slot and pinioned it up and down the length of my straining cock. Her cream began to ooze and bathe us in thick, syrupy lubricant. Every now and then her vaginal opening slid over the cap and engulfed it in a fiery grasp. I thrust up for more but the opening always wriggled away.

She guided my hard cock into her warm, wet pussy and I thrust against her as she bounced up and down on my stiff rod. A couple of times, I lost my balance and we went under water temporary , but my cock never left her pussy. It was almost as if she was holding onto me with her vagina muscles. I don't know how long we went after it, but when I finally filled her with my overdue cum, she whispered in my ears "Seven. Seven times. Seven wonderful times. And we still have some time left. We didn't use the full two hours."

She slid off of me and looked at me in the faint light. Then she whispered "The clear waters of the Pax spring are used in our ceremonies. They enable us to see the truth and to see some of the future. When I came back to the Everglades, I did not plan to invoke the ceremony. Then I met you and something about you felt right. I brought you here to see who you really are. You are honest. You care. I select you to be my brother. To become one with me and my brothers. To protect and serve our traditions. To become an old one. To replace my dying brother someday in his role as Ashad. I invite you to change your life forever and to join us. As an old one. Will you let me present you to the Council of Old Ones?"

"I know nothing about your customs. What is Ashad?" I asked.

"I must have the Council's permission before I tell you more. In three days, when I join my brothers, I would like to introduce you to them. If they like you then, I can tell you everything. If not, then we would have had a wonderful fucking time. Would you like to keep me warm at night for the rest of the week?" she said as she played with my semi-hard cock.

Chapter 2 - Meeting the Council Members

You know what my answer was. We fucked one more time and then left the cave because the air was getting very stale. When we came out of the spring, it was almost dark and we walked in the dark waist deep water back to our canoes.

I wasn't too happy about wading through the water at night because gators are most active at night. "Why don't we find a big cypress knee and wait until sunrise?" I asked as I almost tripped over a unseen root.

"Nothing is going to bother us. I have spent a lot of years roaming this swamp and know it quite well. And if anything is going to eat me, it is going to be you. Did I tell you that I have a very horny body that needs a lot of sex?" she said as she continued walking.

After that statement, I would have followed her through a den of rattlesnakes.

We got to the canoes and she led the way through the brush covered bogs until she came to a little island. We beached the canoes, built a little fire, and cooked a light supper. Then we laid curled in each other's arms, naked, exploring each other's body. She was right. She has a very horny body. Thank god for miracles.

That next morning, she convinced me to go native. Neither one of us wore any clothes. We put all of the gear into one canoe and pulled it behind us. As we paddled, she taught me how to identify different birds from the sound and sighting. And more vegetation.

We were drifting lazy in a sluggish current and not paddling. We were lying in my canoe and she was laying on top of me. She began to kiss down my chest and stopped to suck on my nipples. Her tongue probed my belly button then descended to my erection. She kissed and nibbled up and down its length while her hands stroked it. Then she took my knob into her mouth. When her tongue swirled around the cap I cupped her head. She made a gurgling sound as her mouth came down, taking me deep into her throat. I moaned with pleasure as she consumed my whole cock with a passion. Her head moved up and down, faster and faster, and I knew I would come soon. I warned her, but she sucked even harder until finally I could delay no longer. I exploded in her mouth and she continued to suck me while my cum filled her mouth. She even managed to swallow most of it before she moved her mouth away. I rose up on my elbows to watch her lick my spent cock clean. It turned me on so much that I was hard again before she was finished.

"It's my turn!" I said as I pushed her onto her back.

"Oh god, just don't turn the canoe over. I can't wait." She spread her legs wide open.

I looked at her dark pussy for a glorious moment, a beautiful sight, covered with syrupy cream and opened for me. I poked a finger into the tight hole, then removed the glistening digit and lifted it to my lips. She intercepted my hand and pulled the finger to her own mouth to taste her own juices. It turned me on.

After she sucked my finger clean I plugged it back into her oozing hole. I leaned forward and sucked her clit while I thrust my finger in and out. She moaned and her hands came down to my head as she pulled me to her roughly. Her tight cunt pulsated around my finger and I guessed she must be coming. I blindly moved the finger up to her waiting mouth and rammed my tongue deep into her pussy. She licked and sucked her come from my fingers while I drank the nectar straight from her hole. It was delicious!

I tongued her pussy until the orgasm had passed, then kissed up the muscular belly to her breasts. I stopped to suck on her nipples amazed at how hard they remained. I finally reached her mouth and we kissed wetly. While our tongues became a single mouth, I thrust my erection against her slippery slit. I knew it was time when her hand wormed in between us. She guided my cock to her pussy and it slipped into her hot, tight hole.

"Fuck me, Jeff. Did I tell you that you make me even more hornier than I am normally?" Serena moaned as she dropped a hand to the inside of her knee. Tantalizingly, slowly, she slid her fingers up her long smooth thigh until they grazed her drenched labia. She touched her breasts with her other hand, fingertips stroking slowly across uptilted nipples. She licked her lips delicately, then smiled. Her fingers were tracing the length of her pussy lips and sporadically disappearing between them. I wanted her under me and I wanted my cock to be her fingers. She cupped her tits and aimed the proud pink nipples at me.

Deliberately, slowly, I lowered my aching cock down into her hot, wet pussy until my groin was firmly pressed against her pubic arch. She squeezed triumphantly and we began to fuck. Wet sounds gurgled from Serena's pussy but I didn't care, just kept moving my cock in and out.

"Mmmm. God, you have a nice cock. You feel so good and you make me so wet inside. You don't know how great it feels to have a hard cock banging away inside you. This is ten times better sex. You can't imagine how great this whopper feels inside me!"

Aflame with ardor I could not speak. She smiled and began to squeeze a rippling rhythm on my testicles. Pleasure caused me to fuck with long deep thrusts. Her hot little hole was moving with me and her tilted hips matched me thrust for thrust.

"Oh mmmmm, Jeff, I'm gonna cum!" Serena groaned and I froze, sure that any further motion would send me over the edge, too. I pumped my cock within the orgasmic grasp of her pussy. She jerked up and down, twisting furiously. My cock sloshed in and out until suddenly the first squirt splashed into the depths of her vagina. I moaned and slammed home with what I knew would be an enormous load. She giggled and continued to milk my balls until they were spent.

"Now it's time for the best part." Serena spoke in a teasing voice. She rolled me onto my back. Her cum filled pussy came down on my mouth. I knew what cum looked like, and felt like, but I wasn't sure I was ready for a load of my cum flowing into my mouth from a pussy!

It was hot but delicious! I opened my mouth wide and implored Serena to drain her pussy and fill me. What I couldn't swallow dripped from my lips.

My tongue was still slimy from the excess when she got off my face and pulled my mouth to hers for a kiss that opened my eyes. Her tongue worked into my mouth, and she was actually sucking my come out! Her hand grasped my cock, stroking it roughly, and her bare tits were irresistible melons wriggling over my chest.

"That was great. Don't know how we kept from turning the canoe over. You can't imagine what it is like to feel the sexual pleasure that only a woman can experience. I love my body and it's sexual appetite, but sometimes I just can't get enough. We just had a hell of a good fucking and my body is demanding more." she panted as she stroked her pussy. It was obvious that she found the view arousing as hell. Despite the big orgasm she had all over and around my cock, her pussy was beginning to glow again. The more she rubbed herself, the hornier and wetter she became.

We did turn the canoe over this time. But the water was shallow enough so that I could stand flatfooted while she pumped up and down on me.

When we finished, the canoe was not seen anywhere. It had drifted out of sight. We swam downstream and found them caught up in some low handing vines.

The next two days and nights were the same. We would paddle two or three strokes and then fuck for two or three hundred strokes. I almost maintained a permanent erection.

The fourth morning, she reminded me that she had to meet her brothers and she wanted me to come with her. We paddled for about half the day, stopping only once to enjoy each other's body and to put our clothes back on.

About three in the afternoon, we came to an inlet with some cabins, a little swimming beach, and some tied-up boats. We pulled our canoes up on the shore and someone called from the biggest cabin "We are in here Serena."

We walked up the path to the cabin and entered. There were about six attractive women in the cabin. Four of them were clearly Indians, one was Black and one Asian woman. In the middle of the room, was a bed with an elderly Indian woman propped up.

"Welcome Serena, we have missed you and are glad that you were able to come. Please pardon me but I can't get out of bed. Who is your handsome friend?" said the elderly woman as she smiled at me.

"This is Jeff Daniels. I would like to propose him for membership into the council. Jeff, this is my .... my oldest living relative, Alice." she said as she kissed the woman on the cheek.

"Jeff, you should be honored. Very few people are ever proposed for membership into the Council and for Serena to propose you, is even more of an honor. I regret that because of my illness, I cannot show you the courtesy that I would like to offer you; nor spend much time with you because we have some business to take care of. Carol, would you escort Jeff to cabin 5 and help him put away his camping gear while Serena and I catch up on some business that we need to discuss. I have some things that I have to make sure that they are taken care of." she responded. The black woman got up, and put her arm around my waist to lead me.

"Sure, Alice. Jeff, let's go put your gear up and spread out your wet clothes. How long has it been since you had a hot shower?" she asked as she gestured toward the door.

I looked at Serena and she smiled as she said "Go ahead Jeff. And remember my motto works for you also."

I paused and looked at her but she had already turned back to Alice and they were talking in a very low voice. She had told me a couple of days ago that her motto was to get it while you can. But what did that mean? I let Carol lead me over to one of the cabins as she quizzed me. How long has I known Serena? Where am I from? Have I ever been married? What high school did I go to? What do I like to eat? Have I ever been overseas? What are my hobbies? Where do I work? She didn't follow the usual flow of questions but jumped around as if she was trying to get me to think about different parts of my life. By the time that we got my gear up to the cabin and she had showed me the shower facilities, she had asked about fifty different questions about my life.

She said that she was going to go check on dinner and for me to get cleaned up. I dug out my shaving gear, some clean clothes and took my dirty clothes with me. In the shower house, I put my dirty clothes in the washing machine and striped down after wrapping a towel around my waist. I shaved and entered the shower stall. It was dark in there because the light was burned out.

I loved the feeling of the hot water stream pounding against my skin. After a few moments of luxuriating, I reached for the shampoo. I put some in my hair and worked up a good lather. The soap ran down into my eyes, and if I opened them, it hurt like hell.

I heard a click and cool air swish across my wet body. Somebody had opened the door. The door closed and I felt something brush against me. I wasn't alone in here. I started to turn around but the course pubic hair rubbing against my ass and the nipples brushing my back felt mighty good.

"Serena?" I asked but a finger to my lips silenced me. I tried to open my eyes and look but the soap made them sting too bad.

Her hands began to soap my back. I turned around and my hands encountered large breasts, wet and slick with soap. They were not Serena's breasts. I had sucked on them enough over the last several days to have memorized them. These breasts were larger and were just at firm, but they were definitely not Serena's.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Serena is not the only horny woman around here. Have you ever been with a black woman before?" she said and I recognized Carol's voice.

"Yes, but it was a long time ago." I said as I pulled her body against mine.

"It wasn't so long ago. You were in the Army. You and your buddy picked up a prostitute. She had large sagging tits and her box was very loose, even though she was a relatively young woman. You worried for days that you would catch the clap, didn't you?" she asked with a giggle.

"Yes, I did, but how did you know that?" I asked amazed that she knew that about me. I had almost forgot about it, it had been so long ago.

"I know more about you than you think. My job is to learn everything about you that I can. I know that one of your childhood fantasy's was to make love in a dark shower so I unscrewed the light bulb while you were going through your pack. But enough of that for now, I want you. I want to fill you inside me. I want to feel your wet chest slide against my wet breasts. I want to make love to you and to get out of here before the hot water is all gone." she said as she continued rubbing soap all over me. I fumbled for another bar and returned the favor. She was right. I had some childhood fantasies about doing this but how did she know? I quit wondering about how as my hands wandered over her wonderful body. She was young, beautiful, and had quite a firm figure. My hands explored every curve of her body. She didn't shy away, and welcomed any thing that I wanted to do.

The only sound in the shower stall was the hiss of the water jet and faint but heavy breathing. Her hands were very skillful. I was quite aroused and she moved down to my hips with her soap. Several times I almost climaxed, but each time she backed off just in time, prolonging the experience. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Then she put the bar away and rubbed her whole body against my body. The wet, slippery sensation was almost too much to resist. Suddenly she raised up and the next thing I knew I was inside her. We wrapped arms around each other and slowly writhed together standing under the hot stream pouring down on us. Except for her whimpering, she didn't make a sound. I climaxed in a huge spasm as she started climaxing and screaming. I didn't care that her screams could be heard all over the island. And that everyone would know what we were doing.

We stood there in the shower, panting and trying to recover. I was still buried deep inside her and she whispered "Don't say a word and just concentrate on how nice your cock feels in my warm wet pussy. I am going to say some phrases and I just want you to listen to the word and relax. Let me do all of the work."

And I felt her vagina muscles start squeezing my semi-hard cock as she whispered "Love. Sex. Money. Religion. Family. Woman. Man. Job. Death. Honor. Trust. Preserve. Word. Military. Fear. Desire. Eat. Children. School." and she kept going on saying different words, leaving about a three second pause between each word. I was doing what she wanted. My attention was focused entirely on the wonderful sensations that her constricting vagina muscles were momentary enjoying. She could play these word games with me all day because I was really enjoying myself.

After a couple of minutes, I was doing a slow hump as she rode me, with her back braced against the wall as she moaned and continued "High school girlfriend. First fuck. Oh, god, yes, like that. Pets. Favorite clothes. Pet peeves. The first time that you masturbated. Bisexual experiences. Favorite color. Oh, god, Jeff, you are going to make me scream myself hoarse in a minute. Ice cream. Your mother's death." and she went on with this nonsense list as I pumped her.

Then the water turned cold. We had ran out of hot water. It only took a couple of moments for us to get out of the shower and for me to carry her to the bench where we continued fucking. And she screamed and beat on my chest as we climaxed. Again, we came together.

She separated from me after a couple of minutes and said "We used up all of the hot water. Remind me to tell Alice that we need a bigger hot water tank." as she got up and commenced to put her clothes back on.

"Why did you ask me all those weird words?" I questioned as I dressed.

"I don't normally tell anyone this, but tomorrow, you will know everything about us. So it won't hurt to tell the truth. I can sense things. When I say something, it causes you to think about it momentary and I can sense what you are thinking. I got quite a complex image of you from saying those seeming random words. Although Serena wants you to join us, Alice wants to make sure that you are qualified and capable of joining us. So you might say that I was checking you out, to see who you are and to see who you could become. I am going to concur with Serena's request and recommend that you be permitted to join the council." she responded as she opened the door.

"Wait, tell me about this Council." I said as I followed her outside.

"No, that is Serena and Alice's responsibility. You will know everything tonight. And don't worry. You are perfect for us. I look forward to you being my brother." and she laughed as she marched back to the main cabin.

I returned to the cabin and laid down on the cot to think about everything that occurred on this trip. What did they have planned for me? What is going on around here.

I was still thinking about what to do, when I went to sleep. Exhausted from my afternoon with Carol.

Chapter 3 - The Invitation

"Jeff, wake up." said a distant voice as I was pulled back into the real world from my dreams.

"Come on, Jeff. Wake up. Alice is ready for you." said Serena.

I finally got my eyes open and saw Serena standing at the end of the bed. I looked around and could see that it was night outside.

"How long have I been asleep?" I asked groggily.

"About three hours. Carol must have really drained your energy level." she laughed with a big smile.

I didn't say anything. I just got up and motioned her to lead on. She took me by the hand and talked to me as we walked the short distance to the main cabin.

"Hello Jeff, I hoped that you slept comfortably after your shower with Carol. It sounded like you found some common interests with her. I started to come over once and see if you were interested in a menage de trois. But with all this young pussy floating around here, I knew that it would be a long time before you would even consider letting me give you a blow job. Such is one of the penalties of growing old and looking old. But enough of that. Time is growing real short for me. We have an invitation for you. Please sit down." said Alice, still laying in her bed.

I entered the room and saw that it was empty except for the three of us. I was still half asleep and didn't feel too vocal, so I just nodded and sat down.

"How familiar are you with the legend of the Fountain of Youth?" inquired Alice.

"Just what I remember from school history. Ponce de Leon thought that the Fountain was more than a legend and that it existed in Florida. Then he spent several years searching for it." I replied.

"Correct. The legend of the Fountain of Youth is associated with the exploration of America in our time. Explorers prior to de Leon placed the spring somewhere in India. All of the legends have the same basic facts. A spring that gives eternal youth. The legend was known throughout Europe in the Middle Ages. It apparently originated in northern India and was brought to Europe by travelers and merchants as early as the 7th century AD. There are references to it in early Hindu writings. In the myths of ancient Greece and Rome there was no Fountain of Youth within the reach of people on Earth, but there was a spring of immortality in the spirit world. The Fountain of Youth in time became confused with a Semitic legend of a River of Immortal Life, to be found in paradise. Alexander the Great was said to have searched for the River of Immortality in India. Ponce de Leon had established a colony in Puerto Rico, in the West Indies. When he was told by the Indians of a miraculous spring in a northern region called Bimini, he thought it must be the Fountain of Youth. In his search for the fountain he discovered the Bahamas and Florida. He was very ruthless in his search and wasted many native Indian villages trying to force someone to take him there. But he never found the spring." she turned so that she could recline a little more comfortably.

"He listened to so many repeats of the legend that he assumed it had to be true. He even questioned individuals that were supposed to have benefited from the spring. But he could never convince anyone to provide positive proof. Even if his questioning resulted in the death of the person being examined. There was wholesale destruction of complete villages and tribes to convince everyone to assist him. Finally, an arrow found a weak spot in his armor and pierced his lung. He returned to Puerto Rico and died, still convinced that the fountain existed. And he was right. It does exist, but does not possess the powers that he thought it did. Most legends are based upon some real facts. There is a Fountain of Youth and we know where it is. All of the women that you see on this island are members of the Council of Old Ones and have enjoyed the benefits of the spring. Serena has proposed you for membership and Carol concurs that you would be a welcome addition to our small group. Therefore, with the permission of the other members, I have been authorized to discuss the fountain with you and to extend an invitation to join us." she said, looking me squarely in the eyes.

Before I could say anything, she continued "The benefits are not for everyone. A lot of people visited the spring and slept in the waters. Some people benefited from it. A lot of people did not and caused problems that were extremely disastrous. A Council of Old Ones was established to control access to the spring and to monitor how the powers of the spring were used. Over the years, the number of people benefiting from the spring dropped. The Council decided that it's power was not appropriate for the masses and limited it's access to about thirty people. We have twenty seven now and my death sometime this year will drop us to twenty six. I had called this council to request permission to seek three new recruits. Serena discovered you in the swamp and thought that you were a good candidate. Carol, has a unique power to sense things about people. She can say a word and get thought and memory patterns about the person. She does find you attractive and would have had sex with you willingly, but today's episodes were required examination of you by the Council. She reported that your mental processes are very solid, that you have a strong honest character, and that you are dependable. She seconded your recommendation. Therefore, by unanimous decision by the Council, I can issue an invitation to you to join us."

She started coughing and gave me a chance to think while Serena got her a glass of water. So that was why Carol kept saying those weird combinations of words and asking off-the-wall questions.

"Thank you. Over the years I have watched many people die and now that it is my turn, I plan to accept my fate with as much dignity as I can. Where were we? Ah, yes. The Council has to strictly control the fountain. Sometimes, the fountain gives extra powers, such as the power that Carol has. When that occurs, we have to make sure that the person with the power is capable of correctly using it's power. Some of our members were not able to handle the extra life and caused problems. They wandered all over the world telling about the fountain and the legend began in several countries. Then as happens to all legends, the legend changed over the years until it's present version. Now, you should know that the powers of the fountain are limited. There is no Fountain of Youth. It is the Aroid de Fountain in our language. It does not turn anyone into a younger version of themselves. And you will eventually die, as you can see by my personal example. It's real powers are quite different. Now before I go any further and tell you more, I have to know if you are going to accept our invitation and join us. If you decline, then I will stop my story here and you will continue your life as if we never existed. If you accept, I will continue and we will take you to the Fountain tomorrow. You will give up your life as you know it now and become one of us." she said as she paused for my answer.

"I don't know what to say. I have never considered anything like this and don't have an prepared answer." I looked at Serena.

"Jeff, I know how confusing this can be. I remember when I was provided this chance and had to quickly made a decision. I made it and have never regretted it. And it does work. Jeff, I was raped by one of de Leon's soldiers. I worked as a slave at Jefferson's plantation. I tanned buffalo hides for William Cody. I lived as a princess in Africa for twenty years. I am almost six hundred years old. I have some bad memories of loved ones dying that were normal mortals but I have never regretted my decision. You have nothing to lose but death within the next sixty years." she said quietly.

I have been fucking a six hundred year old woman. No way. This can't be real. However, if it is, then I am passing up the chance in a lifetime. I thought about everything that I knew about this and all of the possible problems for about two minutes. Neither Serena nor Alice said a word while I thought. Then I said "I accept."

Alice smiled and Serena gave me a big hug. When Serena released me, Alice continued "The fountain does not provide immortality. It is possible to be killed. However, wounds that will kill mortals can be survived. It will take a very damaging wound before you die. Our bodies have a tremendous healing capability. We can re-grow a leg or arm in about two years. Our skin rejuvenates and removes any scars. I remember when Serena was raped by that Spanish soldier. He rapped her while his compadres held her. Then he stabbed her with his knife and left her bleeding to what he thought was sure death. Six weeks later, a healed Serena cut his throat and watched him die as he tried to figure out how she was still alive. Cathy, the Indian that was cooking when you arrived, lost most of her leg to a gator about seven years ago. If she had lost the lower half of her body, then she might have died, but it takes a severe injury before death becomes a reality. So body rejuvenation from most wounds is a power that you will have. I suggest that you don't test it to see how far you can push your rejuvenation."

She took a sip of water and proceeded "And you will eventually die. I am about nine hundred years old. The fountain will give you the youth and body of a person that is about twenty to twenty three years old. You can eat all of the food that you want or not eat food and remain looking the same. It is impossible to get fat and to die from starvation. So your clothes will always fit you. Over the years your age will remain constant and then one day, age will suddenly start taking a toll on you. You will look in a mirror one day and see that you are starting to age. When that occurs, you will age fast. About three years ago, I was just as young looking and active as my fellow members. Within three short years, I aged fifty years. I expect to die within the next month and accept my long deferred inevitable result. My demise requires that the Council appoint a new leader and to fill the missing positions. So you will die someday, but not for at least six hundred to one thousand years from now."

"Your body can withstand other punishment that would destroy normal bodies. You will feel heat and cold but they cannot destroy you. You could hike naked to the top of Mount Everest or across the Sahara Desert without damaging your body. I have journeyed around the world six different times. The first time took me almost three hundred years. I walked across ice flows and swam in icy ocean water until I reached what is now known as Asia. I traveled through Africa and Asia and saw my older sister in India. She is the reason that the legend focused on India for so many years. I traveled with Vikings who were eager to have a guide take them across the Atlantic to America. But enough of my story for now. You need to know what is in store for you. Serena, I am getting cold. Hand me that blanket, dear." she said.

After Serena placed the blanket on her, she continued "Sometimes the Fountain gives additional powers. Both Serena and Carol have the capability to feel and know what someone is thinking. Carol's power is a lot stronger. Did I tell you that she was a slave that escaped to the swamp prior to the Civil War? Get her to tell you about the affair that she had with Mark Twain. She is one of our newer members and her power is quite strong. She can actually feel memories of a person as they think about things. That is why, she asked you such seemingly unrelated questions, to get you to open that portion of your mind to her mental research. Roberta is able to project her thoughts. Only thing is that she can't direct it to just one person and everyone gets the same thought. And some of the others have almost as unique gifts. So you see why we control access. We don't know what, if anything extra, that you will be able to do. So we want to make sure that you are capable of using it wisely before we accept you as one of us. It is no fun to have to capture and kill a sister that is misusing her powers. Is it cold in here or is it just me?" she asked.

Serena lied and said "It is getting colder in here. Just relax, my loved one."

Alice briefly shut her eyes but she continued "Limited immorality. Body rejuvenation. X-power as we call the unknown potential. All of those wonderful capabilities. Serena, why don't you explain the initiation to our future brother."

Serena looked at Alice and I could see a glimmer of a tear form in her eyes as she thought about the sister that was getting closer to death. "I will take you to a cave. The cave is an underwater cave and there is a long swim in. But you can do it because I will be beside you. Then we will crawl through the cave to the chamber. In the chamber, we will have to do something that you will find very unpleasant at first. But it is necessary and I will defer those specifics until we get there. The end result is that your body will be injected with a starter serum. Then you will immerse your body in the Fountain. The serum and fountain will make you run a fever. You will sleep in the Fountain while I watch you. When you wake, you will be somewhat changed. I will help you return to our island, where you will rest for three days. Then we go back and do the same thing. When you wake that time, you will be greatly changed. We will return and you must relax for two weeks. Then we will return to the Fountain for the last time. When you wake that time, you will be the new you and one of us completely. No further treatment is necessary." she said.

"The treatment takes over two weeks. I don't think that I can take all of that time off." I said.

"Don't worry about it. You will become a full fledged member of the Council, sharing in all of our common resources. We are all multi- millionaires several times over and don't have to worry about ever working a single day or doing anything that we don't want to do. You will be the new you and you will start your new life. We will assist you as you need us to help. And your old life no longer exists. You are no longer that person. You will adopt a new identity. Adopting the identity is always the most difficult transition. You see, when you finish the treatment, you are no longer a man. You will have a woman's body and a woman's desires." she said.

Chapter 4 - Thinking about the changes

A woman. I am going to get a sex change. Serena gave a mild laugh and continued "I knew that you would have a little difficulty with that concept, so I didn't discuss it until last. All of the Council members were born men. The treatment does not work with a natural woman. I was about thirty-five years old when I became a twenty three year old woman. The thing that helped me adapt the easiest, was that your body also becomes more sexually stimulated. I would never go back to being a man if I had to give up my sexual feelings and desires. I can't really describe the difference, but you will find it difficult to keep from becoming a prostitute for the first several years because you will want to experience sex almost every waking moment. And Alice didn't mention that you will also not have to worry about normal sickness nor disease. You can't catch or pass any disease and will never have allergy problems or colds again. Think about it this way. You are not the same person that you were five years ago or ten years ago. Every day of your current life, you change your looks, your attitude and the way that you react to things. It is just as easy to go from being a man to being a woman. The first couple of weeks, you will be a little confused and timid, thinking that everyone knows that you used to be a man. But as you can see from the rest of us, we don't look like men and we adapt a lot easier than you think. The main difference between men and women is their attitude. I used to be a warrior. I wanted to be a great war chief, and lead my people into a victory battle. I found it quite easy to go from a breechcloth to a dress, from being a great hunter to being a great cook, from being a good father to giving birth to my own children, from having sex with many women to sucking my man's cock."

"Damn, don't know about that cock sucking but you offer an interesting perspective of how easy it is to change your life. It may be worth it, just to get rid of my allergies. How do I become a woman? What will I look like?" I asked.

"The treatment is three steps. In the first treatment, you lose your facial and other masculine body hair. Your muscle tissue becomes softer and your body becomes smaller, more feminine. You will lose about thirty pounds of body mass. You develop some small breasts, small for a woman but big for a man. And your hips will spread a little. Your penis will shrink. But you are still more of a man than you are a woman. In the second treatment, you get more feminine. You lose another thirty pounds of body mass and size. Your voice changes, your hips spread, you lose more body mass, and your breasts go through more expansion. At this time, you appear to be a woman, but someone could easily recognize the masculine features and think that you are a man that has gone through a sexual surgical process with hormone treatments. You still have a penis, but it is about the size of a clitoris. You have a little vagina but it is not fully formed or capable of normal sex as a woman. Your face is softer and has become more feminine looking. The last treatment gives you the body that you will have for the rest of your life. Your breasts will greatly enlarge and firm up. Your nipples and areola will develop. Your penis is gone and your vagina is fully functional. You will have periods and can get pregnant. Your hips are normal woman hips. Your body mass is a normal woman's body mass. Most men lose about sixty to one hundred pounds and about three or four inches in height. We think that the final result is what you would have looked like, if you had been born a natural woman. When you finish the third treatment, you will have the same hair length that you have now, but that will quickly grow to a more feminine length if you desire. I kept my head shaved for about a year when I was in the Spanish prison." she said then she held up both of her hands.

"Look at my hands. They both look the same but there are some slight differences. When the palms are face up, then both thumbs are on the outside. They are mirror images of each other. When I first started using my hands, I started using one hand more than the other. I became right handed. There was nothing wrong with my left hand, but I preferred to use my right hand. After a little time, I did just about everything that required only one hand, with my right hand. I did use my left hand for some things, but the right hand was the dominant hand of choice. Everytime I learned a new skill, it was with my right hand because it seemed easier because it seemed to be easier to learn with my right, rather than with my left. There was nothing that I was doing with my right hand that I could not have done just as easy with my left hand, if I wanted to. And if learned how. Once I learned how, then my left hand did just as good a job as my right. Then some things became more natural for me to do with my left hand. It is the same with your natural sexual preferences. Everyone has a masculine and feminine side. When you were a baby, your parents wrapped you in a blue instead of a pink blanket. They bought you toy guns to play with instead of buying you toy dolls. They taught you to display your masculine characteristics and to hide your feminine characteristics. They enrolled you in boy sports at school because they wanted you to learn the boy sports. Your parents taught you to hide your feminine side and to strengthen your masculine side, because of peer pressure and because they were taught by their parents to do it this way. They could have taught you just as easy, to hide your masculine side and to emphasize your feminine side if your peers were doing the same thing. Look at all of the Scottish men that wear dresses but call them kilts to differentiate between women's and men's clothing. Your parents could have taught you just as easy to let your hair grow long, to color it, to wear lipstick, to wear eye make-up, yet still be a man. Peer pressure and your parents compliance with peer pressure are the only reasons that you dress, and act the way that you do now. When I and most of my brothers became a woman, we had a big cultural change to deal with. In our ages, women were clearly second class citizens. with no rights or privileges as compared to today's woman. We were the property of our men and they could sell us, beat us and in some cases, kill us with fear. Think how I felt going from being a strong warrior with a voice on the council that everyone listened to, to being someone that was only good enough to be a cook. My mind or memory had not changed. I could still make the same decisions but their concept of me was that I was not capable of doing anything but servitude to my man. But things have changed. Today's society permits feminine men and masculine women. Today's society permits a big former football star like Rosey Grier to have a needlepoint hobby. Today's society permits women to run in marathons, which was a forbidden sport forty years ago. Becoming a woman is a physical change and a mental change. The Fountain takes care of the physical change but you have to do the mental change. You have to learn a slightly different walk, so that your ass looks better to men. You have to learn to dress appropriately and wear make-up so that you are showing off your most appealing body areas. You have to learn to wash your own clothes and your man's clothes. You have to learn how to use your feminine side to accomplish what your masculine side wants. Aside from the physical change, being a woman is only an attitude adjustment. And looking at it from purely the physical side, being a woman is great. You will find that you feel better, more alive, and more in touch with who you really are. More alive except for the monthly curse. And the sex is the best for a woman. The first time that you experience a multiple orgasm, you will be convinced. What more can I say, except that this is a decision that only you can make." she said, pausing to wait for my response.

"It's a difficult decision because I have never been given the opportunity to think about it before. I know that once I go through with the treatment, that I cannot return to today's body. A lot of what you are saying make very good sense and my hesitation is based upon fear of the unknown more than disagreement with what you are saying. My life has been a good life, but I never felt satisfied or fulfilled. And you are offering me a chance to basically start over and to start a new life somewhere else every twenty years. And if I don't like the way things are going, I can take the suicide way out at any time." I replied as I looked into the burning fireplace fire, then I continued "I agree. I want to accept your invitation and to become one of your group. When do we start?".

"Tomorrow morning. Now let's go to bed. I want to see why you had Carol screaming at the top of her voice. And I want to make sure that you have a very memorable last night as a man." she replied as she stood up to leave the cabin.

I followed her back to the cabin. I think I got about three hours of sleep. Roberta joined us sometime in the morning and we made it a menage a trois.

Serena was asleep and I heard Roberta enter our cabin. She moved softly and kissed Serena on her mouth, waking her up. I watched as Roberta's tongue caressed hers, probing tenderly. They held each other's bodies and Roberta started licking her shoulder, neck and ear with her tongue. Serena sighed with excitement and held on to Roberta tight.

"Let's show Jeff how two much fun two women can have with each other. Jeff, I am going to establish a mental lock with you. Lay back on the floor and shut your eyes. As long as your eyes are shut, I can share what I am feeling and doing. I am going to let you experience everything that I experience. ", Roberta said with passion. I got up and laid on the floor.

As soon as I shut my eyes, everything changed. My body was tingling with excitement. I was in Roberta's body. In her mind, sharing her experiences, her feelings. I had no control over her body or movements and could just go along for the ride.

Serena set up in bed and Roberta sat on her lap facing her, her knees supporting her on the both sides of Serena's body. Her breasts were close to Serena's face, and she caressed them with her hands. Serena found Roberta's nipples and started massaging them. Roberta's ass was resting on thin air, and Serena moved her hands to support it. She gradually brought them closer to Roberta's pussy as Roberta moved her breasts for Serena to lick. God, what a sensation that was. I felt as if a real mouth was wrapped about my large boobs.

"Oh god", Roberta moaned as she put her hands to Serena's tits. Serena was now licking her shiny breasts one by one, burying her face between them and pulling her closer to her. "My pussy is tingling. You fucking gorgeous creature." she whispered.

Nothing on earth, and I mean nothing, could have prepared me for what I felt and experienced, hitchhiking on Roberta's thoughts. They licked and sucked at each other as though born for eating pussy. They rolled over on the bed so that Serena was on top, and they were kissing fiery kisses, their tongues licking each other's mouth. Roberta wrapped her legs around Serena's, thus securing the position. Their hot pussies were now very close, and Serena placed her right hand over her ass and reached for them from behind. She found her very own, caressed it for while, then pulled her hand back and brought it between them. As her hand reached Roberta's pussy they rolled sideways to give her more room to operate.

Serena rubbed her pussy lips with her fingers as she licked her swollen, wet breasts. "Yes", Roberta moaned as she inserted her finger inside her, examined her for a while, found her clitoris and concentrated in it. Roberta arched her back and stretched her feet as far as she could to intensify to feeling. She lay on her back with her eyes closed, letting Serena touch her where it felt best. Roberta was fingering herself with one hand, transmitting the sensation to me to increase my pleasure.

"Oooh", she yelled as the orgasm make its way through her hot body. Serena closed her eyes and became one with Roberta's mind, feeling the orgasm as personally as she did. Her own body, to which excitement was too much, responded by exploding into an orgasm of its own. They breathed heavily as they held tight into each other, prolonging the orgasm, feeling it, sharing it together.

Serena moved down to Roberta's breasts and started licking the nipples. They were large and looked really nice on her firm tits. Roberta yipped of excitement and then arched as she approached another climax. Serena moved her finger in circles around Roberta's clitoris. I felt how her asshole's muscles vibrated once, then again - the orgasm was coming again, this time with force. "Oh YYEEEEEEEEEESS!" I wanted to screamed as she came, Serena's fingers climaxing her, supporting her launch to orbit.

As soon as the orgasm had been enjoyed into the last drop, Roberta started eating her. First she licked Serena's pussy lips and the insides of her thighs, then she inserted her tongue into her pussy and started moving it back and forth, casually pointing it at Serena's clitoris. Serena writhed in ecstasy and moaned something incomprehensible. Roberta took her tongue out, lapped her wet pussy lips, then inserted it again. She repeated this several times, which almost drove Roberta into frenzy. Finally, when Serena's moans were so intense that they could mean only one thing, she rocked her tongue inside her. They both exploded again.

As they laid there, Serena said "Jeff, why don't you open your eyes and join us."

"I'd love that", I said, my eyes shining brightly.

In a moment I was lying naked on the bed.

Roberta started kissing me as she worked her fingers round and round the swollen proof of her talent. One last kiss on the mouth, and then she was going down my neck, onto my chest.

My nipples were as hard as hers. She licked them and sucked them, even bit them. It made me groan, but it was a good groan, full of pleasure. Her breasts were suddenly in my hands, as perfect as can be. The flesh was firm but slightly spongy, and my fingers rolled round and round her hard pointy nipples.

Roberta kept moving downward, and I knew she was going to take my cock into her mouth. Her lips hovered an inch above the precome-shiny helmet. Her lips ovaled and slid downward over my prick. I heard her groan slightly, but she didn't hesitate a second as she took me all the way into her throat. She was damn good.

Serena repositioned herself on the bed and sat on her knees so that her pussy was in my face. I buried my tongue deep into that warm, wet delicious spot.

I could feel Roberta as she gulped and gobbled, effortlessly fucking my engorged cock with her mouth and throat. Her tongue rapped me lewdly, and the hand on my balls beat rhythmic squeezes that sent me stabbing deeper into her bottomless throat.

About five minutes into this dual teaming, I howled as my balls erupted, and a river squirted up the long shaft of my dick. The tip was at the bottom of Roberta's throat, and she gulped my load as it poured into her. She swallowed my entire load.

Serena was panting hoarsely. I was still fondling her breasts and my tongue was firmly wrapped around her clit. The aroma of her arousal was very strong and made my head swam. A bubble emerged from between my lips, and slide down my chin.

"I want you now," she told me as she unstraddled me. Leaning forward, she slapped me in the face with pink-nippled breasts. I kissed the points with lips and tongue, sucking one into my mouth. Serena sighed and wiggled her pussy against my declining erection.

She wouldn't let my cock get soft. She kept pushing my semi-hard cock against her wet, warm vagina. After several moments of this wonderful sensation, it began to get hard again. Then she took me inside and indoctrinated me into the wonderful world of sustained sexual activity. She pumped my cock until my insides literally exploded into her and then I fell into the type of sleep that is obtained only after being utterly exhausted.

Chapter 5 - The first treatment

It seemed that I had just fell asleep when Serena woke me up "Jeff, we have the canoes ready and we should leave now."

I got up and through almost closed eyes could see that it was still dark outside. Serena continued "Carol, Robie, and Josie have gone ahead. They will meet us in about six hours but we have to paddle hard to get there."

I followed her out of the cabin, taking just long enough to pee, and then climbed into the front of the canoe. She wanted the back so she could steer.

It only took about five minutes of hard paddling for me to wake up. I asked "How is Alice today?"

"We expect her to die within the next week or two. When you get that aged, the end is not that far away. We are going to paddle like this until daybreak. Then I have to put a blindfold on you. You can still paddle, you just can't see where we are going. We have to do this for the protection of our secret. We discovered that new initiates have a tendency to get protective with loved ones and to try to share the secret with them. A loved one is not always a good candidate and usually resulted in trouble. So until we can completely trust your personal motives in two to three hundred years, we will keep the location secret from you." she said as she deftly guided us through the dark swamp.

"How long has this been going on?" I asked.

"You will become part of what we consider the eighth generation. It was about five thousand years ago that they started limiting access to the spring and established the Council and it's current configuration. Prior to that, we think that the secret of the Fountain was known over 100,000 year ago. We also do not restrict the Fountain's use to our tribe. We share the secret with qualified people from all races. Carol was a run-away slave. After becoming Carol, she returned to the plantation and avenged her previous treatment. Get her to tell you that story sometime. Anh-Lee was a cook on a trading vessel and was left tied to a Cypress tree by his former shipmates in the early 1700's. Menkota was a witch doctor that was captured by slave hunters and carried away. Menkota returned to her former tribe and became the best wife of the Chief and born him many children, before she grew tired of being in the same small tribe. She left and did some traveling. She is now back in the same tribe and married to the current chief, who is her great-great- great-grandson but does not know that he is related to her. He does not know about her previous life. Taka, who assisted me in my change, is now the owner of a large cattle ranch in the Andes. Hilda owns a bakery in Germany. She used to be one of Jack Kennedy's mistress and had to move on when he was elected President. People are getting too good at checking into personal histories and she was afraid that someone would discover that she hadn't aged in over three hundred years. Duck your head as we enter this narrow area." she instructed.

I did as she requested and asked "What about your story?"

"I was a Cherokee warrior with several wives and lived up in the area now known as Western North Carolina. I participated in a raid on another tribe and we captured several of their women. I selected Taka for myself and noticed that a minor wound that she received during the fight, quickly healed. Taka was getting ready to leave her current tribe because she had been there too long already and people were getting curious about her constant youth. I found out about her history from other captured women and decided to investigate. For three years, she was my wife. Then she slipped away one day while I was hunting. Tanoor, who was my best friend, came with me as I searched for her. I caught her in Northern Georgia. She was homesick and wanted to return to her swamps. Threats nor body harm did not phase her. I asked repeatedly about the powers that her former tribe had warned me about. Finally, she told us some of the things about the Fountain. Tanoor and I agreed that we would return her to her home, in return she must let us use the Fountain. She brought Tanoor and myself to the Fountain. Then she explained the real effects of the Fountain. Tanoor and I did not believe her. Because only one person at a time can take the treatment which takes about a month, I went first. I found out that she was completely correct and that I was a woman. Both Tanoor and I experimented with my bodies quick healing but we could not think of a way to determine if I was going to live for almost forever. Tanoor declined to take the change because he could not see himself living as a woman. And he enjoyed using my new woman body for his sexual relief. Although I still believed that I was a warrior, I greatly enjoyed the sexual sensations of being a woman and having a man make love to me. We decided to return to our tribe and I would be our tribe's first warrior woman. By the time that we traveled back to our village, I was pregnant with his child. I was introduced as his new wife. Shacota, the Cherokee warrior was dead. Tanoor's new wife became known as Shennordia, which I later converted to the English Serena. I went from being a tribal spokesman to a woman that only spoke when I was with my husband. I bore him five children. When the oldest was twenty and I looked the same as I did the first day that the tribe saw me, Tanoor and I told our story to the village council. They did not believe us and we slipped away in the middle of the night. Tanoor and I went west, leaving our children who could now take care of themselves. I wanted Tanoor to go south and to take the treatment, but he refused. He did not think it was a thing that a warrior would do. He loved me as a woman, as his wife, as his friend and he treated me good. But I was no longer his best friend, his warrior chief that he would listen to. I was a woman and had only the rights that a woman would have. We joined a tribe in the Ozarks and I bore him three more children. When he died, I left with my children and headed west. The oldest died in my arms in a snowstorm in the Rockies. My little girl died from a rattlesnake bite. I had five more children in the next twenty years. I left the Plains tribe that I was living with and headed south. I returned to the swamp and they accepted me for who I had become. I could live with the tribe and be accepted as one of the Old Ones that remain young. My grandson had grandchildren when the Spanish attacked us, looking for the Fountain. I was raped and left for dead because they thought I was a normal Indian cunt; little realizing that I was proof of the treasure that they hunted. When my wounds recovered so that I could move, I wandered through the remains of my burnt-out village, weeping at dead bodies that were my children or grandchildren. That day, I became the warrior woman that Tanoor and I had desired to be years ago. I followed the Spanish and picked them off one at a time. Twice more, they succeeded in almost killing me. Once I was bound head and foot, a pistol blew a hole in my head, and I was left for dead. The other time, they left me pinned to a tree with my spear piercing my body and holding me stuck to the tree. Each time, I would pick up the trail again when I healed and continue my mission. They left the country and I tried to follow them in a canoe. I knew nothing about ocean navigation and drifted for months, living off of fish that I speared and the moisture that I could suck from their bodies. I was rescued by a now deceased South American tribe and spent several years working my way back to Florida. I discovered how to have sex without getting pregnant every time and accepted my life. It is going to be sunrise shortly and I will have to blindfold you. Put this cloth around your eyes and hold still while I tie it." she instructed.

I did as requested. Then she continued "I am at peace now. I accept things and who I am. I do not regret a single day of my life as a woman and would not change anything about my decision. I just wish that I could have convinced Tanoor to accept the change. I still love him and think of him as my best friend. Lie down in the canoe and just relax. We should meet up with some of our sisters shortly and they will relieve me while I rest too."

"What will I look like?" I asked.

"People look different after visiting the Fountain. But everyone is beautiful, has an attractive face and looks very young. The major difference is in the body. Although everyone is slim and has an attractive young, athletic body, some are more feminine than others. Carol has big boobs and a big ass. Linda, who you have not met yet, also has big boobs and ass, but her body is sexier than Carols. Anh-Lee has nipples almost an inch long. Wyonna has small breasts. She has had two different implants but her body keeps rejecting them. She will be full-figured for about six months and then her body will shift a little and about two months later, she has a very painful bowel movement. The only thing that I can promise you, is that you will be attractive, compared to most women." she responded.

We paddled for another hour and then met Carol and Josie, who took turns replacing Serena paddling. Carol took Serena's place in our canoe and Serena went to sleep in Josie's canoe. I dozed on and off all day, enjoying the sun, and the lazy movement of the canoe in the water. After it turned dark, I was allowed to take my blindfold off and assist in paddling again. I couldn't see a single thing that was a reference point and didn't know where in the hell we were.

We pushed under a series of low branches. Carol and Josie got into the water and pulled our canoes through the boughs and branches. Then we came to a very small clearing where Robie was waiting on us.

"I have already taken several torches down there and will keep you supplied with torches. Good luck." said Robie, who was a very attractive blond.

Serena said "It is time. We cannot let you back out once you enter the water. We will do whatever we need to do, to get you to proceed. If you decline after this point, we cannot let you live to reveal our secret. If you do not want to proceed, just say so and we will return you to your car and you can go your way. But if you enter the water, you must abide by our rules and become one of us. What is your decision?"

"I will enter the water." I replied.

"Good. Now take off all of your clothes and get into the water." said Serena. While I undressed, she did the same. I was naked and she had on a small belt with a knife, flashlight and a pouch around her waist. When I finished undressing, I got into the water.

Serena said "When I tell you to take a deep breath, grab hold of my belt and hold on. I will go underwater and swim to a small ledge about twenty feet under water . When we get to the ledge, swim under it and through the narrow opening. We will swim through the very narrow opening for another twenty feet and then come into a very narrow channel where there is an air bubble. After we get our breath, we will do through another narrow channel to another air bubble. From there, we can breath as we wade and crawl through the cave. Ready?"

I nodded yes and she said "Deep breath. Now."

I took a deep breath and grabbed hold of her belt. She pulled me under water and with several quick powerful stokes brought us to the ledge. She pushed me into the ledge and I found the channel. She gave me some shoves to help me enter it quickly and we pulled, swam through the very narrow opening. My lungs were straining when we found the first air pocket. After getting several breaths, Serena entered another narrow underwater channel and I followed her down through the twisting water filled passage. When we emerged this time, she said "We will have air the rest of the way. We are about sixty feet underground and the air pressure is sufficient to maintain this air channel. Follow me."

I followed her. Through narrow crevices and over water-worn rocks to a large cave. Well, it seemed large after spending twenty minutes twisting and turning through areas that were typically the width and height of a coffin. This space was about the size of a small house. There were several torches, covered with rags and a pine tar piled up. Serena lit one and handed me the rest to carry as she proceeded to walk through the downward maze of narrow cave openings.

"How did your people discover this place? Being this far underground and having to swim through the opening is not something that just anyone would want to do." I asked.

"We used to have other entrances but changing water level over the years sealed them off. We are prepared to dig a tunnel if the water level increases anymore. Back in the pre-historic areas, this area was not under water and used to be series of caves. I can show you traces of saber-toothed tigers still remaining in here after all of these years."

I followed her for about half an hour. Then she stopped in a small cave and said "In the next cave is our destination. Remember that I told you that you would be injected with a starter serum. Well, I have to some other things to prepare you. Your body must be able to absorb the therapeutic water through as many openings as possible for the best result. I must take my knife and make several small cuts all over your body to break the skin. This is painful, but the pain will not last. And your body will heal completely within three days with no traces of the cuts that I must make. It will burn a little as I make the cuts, but I will do it as quickly as possible and will try to make as painless as I can."

I looked at her and nodded. She pulled her knife and held the blade so that her fingers acted as a depth gauge. Then she made a quick cut running down the length of outer thigh. I jumped a little with the first cut and then braced myself. Within two minutes she made about thirty different cuts on my legs, feet's, arms, back, chest, face. She was careful where she made the cuts so that no major veins were cut but I still a lot of blood oozing out. Then she said "You must trust me again. I must blindfold you and lead you into the next chamber. You must walk directly in front of me and do exactly as I say. My hands will be on your waist and I will not remove them until we remove the blindfold. Do not move any part of your body unless I tell you. No matter what happens, you must not move unless I give you very explicit direction."

I let her tie the blindfold and then followed her exact instructions as she told me which foot to lift and which direction to step. As we entered the other cavern, my stomach began tightening and I felt very large goose bumps as we entered this room. I carefully placed my foot where she told me to place it and slowly shifted my balance as I confirmed solid footing in the slime on the rocks. She directed me in a zig-zag direction and stopped me as she said "Keep your right foot on the ground but slide it forward about one foot when I tell you. Don't shift your weight and no matter what happens, don't jump. I will hold onto you. Now slowly slide your right foot forward."

I don't want to do this and hesitated. Then keeping my foot on the ground, I slowly slid it forward. Suddenly something hit my calf and a tremendous searing pain roared through my leg. Involuntary I tried to move, but whatever hit my leg was now buried deep into my leg and holding on and Serena was keeping the rest of my body held in place with her waist lock on me.

After what seemed like minutes, but was really only a couple of seconds, the whatever released my leg, but the burn was spreading throughout my upper leg and Serena pulled me back a little as she said "It's almost over. Take your blindfold off and we will walk to the Fountain."

I ripped my blindfold off and looked at my leg. Blood dripping through two big deep holds in my calf. About three feet in front of me was the biggest cottonmouth snake that I had ever seen in my life. I have been snake bit. A fucking snake. I hate snakes. I am afraid of snakes. And this monster just sunk it's fangs deep into my leg. No wonder that my leg is on fire. I am full of his poison.

Serena is supporting me and leading me away. "We knew that you would never get close to a snake, much less let one that big bite you. So we had to do it this way. The snake's venom acts as the starter for the Fountain. Now, hurry, let's get you into the water."

She half-dragged me because I had already lost control of my right side which was on fire. She pulled me over to a shallow pit just a little bit bigger than most bathtubs, which was full of some slimy goop and dark water. She didn't hesitate to drop me into it and push my head under water. I didn't have time or warning to take a deep breath and got a mouth full of what ever this shit was. After she held my head under for a couple of minutes, she pulled me up gasping for breath. "You must get the Fountain water into your system quickly. You see the snake bite is extremely poisonable and the water is needed to counteract it's effect. Drink some of it." she ordered.

I was too slow and she pushed my head back under and held me under to help me decide what to do. I drunk and came up with a mouthful of the shitty tasting water. My right side was paralyzed from the snakebite now and my left side was beginning to burn. In a couple of minutes, I would be completely paralyzed. I vaguely heard Serena said "Your old body must die so that your new body can be created. In a few seconds, you will lose control of your bodily functions and cannot move. Don't worry. Everyone of us has been through the same thing three times and we cannot warn anyone about what to expect the first time. I will remove you from the Fountain when it is time."

She said some more, but I couldn't hear her. I was puking into my bath water and my body was jerking as my other excrement's were also secreted into the same water. My head was burning now and a tremendous fire was burning within my brain.

Chapter 6 - Life after death

"Jeff, wake up. Talk to me Jeff." said a distant voice.

I opened my eyes slowly. My eyes were burning, my throat was parched, and I had a tremendous headache. But I was alive.

I looked at Serena and around the room. I was back in the other cave. She handed me a gourd of something to drink. I looked at it and she said "No more surprises. This is only water. Your body is dehydrated and you need to replenish your fluids. It has been three days since your snakebite. How do you feel?

"When I get stronger, I am going to see how immortal you really are because I plan to kill you." I said as I let her help me drink. I am weak. Very weak.

"I know the emotion. I had to keep you in the Fountain and force you to drink the combination of Fountain and your cast-off body wastes. After a day of soaking in the Fountain, I removed you and carried you here, while you slept and regained your strength. In a couple of hours, you will be strong enough to walk and we will walk back to the water exit. Our sisters will take us back to the cabin where you will rest for a week. Then we will return and go through the treatment without the blindfold. After that treatment, you must rest for two weeks before you take the final treatment." she said as she re-filled the gourd and handed it to me to drink some more.

I looked at my body and didn't see any changes. Except that my wounds were all healed and there were no traces of scars. I looked at my leg where the snake bit me and saw only a small almost dried scab. She kept forcing water on me and then helped me to my feet. I could stand but was dizzy and still having chills.

With her help, I made it back through the caves. It took over two hours to make the half hour journey because I had to stop and rest frequently. When we re-entered the water and reached the place where we would have to go under water, I let her pull me into the first chamber. After I recovered my breath, she also pulled me through the other chamber and out into the swamp. But I didn't have enough strength to swim and she had to drag me to the surface. Hands quickly pulled me into a canoe and wrapped me in a blanket as I passed out.

I woke up in bed with a blanket covering me. Serena was sitting at the foot of the bed and said "Welcome back to the land of the living. You have been sleeping for another day and should have most of your strength back now. Why don't you get up, take a shower and let's join our sisters for lunch."

I mumbled something as I got out of bed. She put a robe around me and we walked to the shower. My movements were a little clunky because I still felt drugged. I entered the shower room and stood in front of the mirror as I dropped the robe. I picked up the shaving cream and started to smear it on my face when I realized that I didn't see any stubble. I run my hand across my face and my face is just as smooth as possible. I have never had a shave this close before.

From behind me Serena says "You will never have to shave again. At least never shave your face. Your legs are a different matter."

I look in the mirror and I don't see any difference in my body except that it looks shorter and smaller. Then I look at my cock. It's still there except that I now have the cock and balls of a five year old boy. A small five year old boy.

Serena laughs as I look up. She smiles and says "Take you a hot shower and after you dress, come on over to the main cabin. Alice is holding dinner for you." She turns and leaves me to look in the mirror and to explore myself.

I think that I am smaller and narrower. Stepping on the scales, I discover that I have lost thirty-seven pounds and about an inch and half of height. Aside from my hairless face and sexual organs, I see no other differences except for fatty areas on my chest that are the progenitor of female breasts. I take a quick shower and when I dress, I discover that my former fitting clothes no longer fit. My tight shirt is now bulky and my waist is narrower but my hips have grown. My size eleven shoes are now too loose also. I dress and go to the main cabin.

When I enter Alice is talking to Robie. When Alice sees me, she gives a big smile and says "Welcome to your new home. How do you feel?"

I take her offered hand and respond "I feel confused. I thought sure that I would die in that slimy pit, yet I find myself alive and feeling ok."

"We have all felt the same way. Our legend tells us that the first visitor to the Fountain was little more than a caveman. When he was bit by one of the large snakes that call the cave home, he collapsed into the Fountain. After he recovered, he wandered through the cave but could not find an exit. When he returned through the same cave, he tried to crawl through a hole, but was bit by another snake. He dragged himself to the fountain where he passed out again. This time, he was able to find his way out where he lived the rest of his life as an almost woman. He told stories to his tribe about the cave and what happened to him. They saw the proof with their own eyes and two warriors were chosen to explore the cave. They returned in six months, after being trapped in the underground passages. Both were now full women. The tribe didn't send anymore people into that cave but they noticed that the women remained young and pretty and didn't die. They researched the cave and repeated the transformation on several of the warriors. Several of them died over the five hundred years that it took to learn the secrets because they hurried some portions or skipped some steps. The tribe turned itself into a tribe of warrior women which other tribes called the amazons. Another legend based upon fact. About five thousand years ago, our foremothers developed the concepts that we follow together. Limited access to the Fountain because it's powers cannot be wisely used by everyone. You should feel very honored that you have been given an invitation into our exclusive society." she said.

"How does it work?" I asked.

"We all have the same question. We have tried to move the Fountain and to duplicate it's effect. About a thousand people died from attempts not in the cave. Every couple of years recently, I have had the water analyzed and nothing is observed that is not found in other water pools. We have captured some of the cottonmouths and determined that they are of the standard A. piscivorous species of North America; which are related to the fer-de-lance of Central and South America, and the lance- headed vipers of Asia. A currently living zoologist informs us that the evolutionary relations of several groups of snakes with few living genera are uncertain and that these snakes be classified in additional families. We have examined the snake venom, which is a complex protein substance, and its exact composition varies from one species of snake to another. The poisonous action of the venom depends upon its composition. Some venom's destroy red blood cells and prevent blood from clotting. Others affect the nervous system and interfere with movement, heart action, breathing, or other functions. Still others are destructive mainly to the tissue around the bite. The symptoms of snakebite vary not only with the type of venom injected but also with the amount. These copperheads release as much as 75 percent of the total amount stored in its venom glands. Our science may not have the capability to test for these properties yet. Have you been formally introduced to Robie yet? She owns a beauty shop in Boston and is eager to help you learn how to fix your hair and apply makeup. She would also like to spend the night with you. Serena is resting and concurs." she said pointing to the very attractive blond that she had been talking to when I came in.

"I only saw her for a couple of minutes when I went to the spring. I don't know why she would want to spend the night with me. My sexual equipment is very small and would not provide much thrill for her." I replied.

"You need to start re-adjusting your attitude. There are many ways that you can be a sexual partner for her. You still have your tongue and you need to learn to think for yourself and to not have your cock doing the thinking. But don't worry about it. We all have experienced the same self-doubts. Tonight is a special night for you and we have some entertainment for everyone to enjoy. Donna and Anh-Lee have volunteered to show us their special skills. Everyone, please be quite. It is time for our show. Donna, please start." she chided me.

Everyone looked at the door at the other end of the room. It opened slowly and Anh-Lee entered. She had changed into a very beautiful red satin Asian dress with a big zipper in the front and, with a long slit up the side. She entered the room and stood with her head bowed.

Behind her, Donna walked into the room. She was wearing a very short leather skirt, a matching halter, and long high heeled boots that came up to the knees. She slowly walked around Anh-Lee and looked at her while Anh-Lee ignored her. She walked around her again, only much closer to her. She stopped behind her and slowly raised her hand, to feel the texture of Anh-Lee's long silken flowing black hair.

Then Donna took a long bright red fingernail and traced a path down the side of Anh-Lee's body slowly to where the dress slit started. When she reached the slit, she slowly slid only the red fingernail under the material and slightly eased the material out from Anh-Lee's flowing body.

"What would you like to do with me?" Anh-Lee asked, for the first time raising her head or making any move since she entered the room.

"I haven't decided," Donna said.

Another few moments passed, neither woman talked.

Donna unzipped the front of Anh-Lee's dress. Donna held the fabric and with her other hand, ripped the front of the dress open. .

Donna ran her hands down the front of Anh-Lee's dress. She peeled it away from Anh-Lee's body. She reached into her boot top and pulled out a long, sharp, shiny knife. Donna then reached for the white-laced bra. She slipped a single finger between Anh-Lee's breasts and flicked the bra open with her knife edge, exposing Anh-Lee's breasts. Anh-Lee watched, unafraid Donna paused for a moment, eyeing Anh-Lee's milky white breasts. The room was silent. Everyone was watching this demonstration of sex foreplay.

Donna then slid a finger under Anh-Lee's underpants. The knife sliced through the right hip, then the left; letting the panties fall on the floor.

Donna looked down at the exposed attractive lean and muscular body that appeared to be the product of working out at the gym or aerobics classes. Donna reached out and softly caressed Anh-Lee's breast with one hand.

Next, Donna cupped Anh-Lee's pussy in her hand and gently pressed her palm against Anh-Lee's mons. Anh-Lee acted as if she was not feeling these actions, but I could see a faint glimmer of perspiration beginning to lightly coat her body.

Donna was aware of her friend's reaction as she caressed Anh-Lee's dark curly pubic hair. Then Donna knelt down in front of Anh-Lee. She paused for a moment, as if contemplating what she was about to do. Donna leaned forward and placed her face in Anh-Lee's open crotch. Anh-Lee's leg spread open and her entire pussy became easily accessible as Anh-Lee shivered in anticipation.

Donna's warm tongue flicked slowly out and barely touched her pussy lips. Then again, just a little more. And yet again as Donna gave her clit a long, slow lick. From where I sat, I could see that Anh-Lee was wet and that her pussy glistened with moisture. Then it disappeared as Donna used her tongue to cover the other woman's large swollen clit.

"Ohhh," Anh-Lee moaned as a shiver ran down her body. Donna paused a moment to open her front-opening halter to expose her large firm breasts. Anh-Lee slowly reached forward and put both of her hands on Donna's breasts.

Donna smiled and returned the gesture as she leaned forward and kissed Anh-Lee softly on the mouth. Within moments, they were probing each other's mouths with their tongues.

Finally, Donna broke the embrace. She looked into Anh-Lee's eyes and smiled. "Your kisses are wonderful but your pussy is even more delicious," Donna said softly. "I am going to eat you." she said as she ran her hand through Anh-Lee's hair.

Anh-Lee moved her hand up and ran her fingers through Donna's long, black hair as Donna embraced her again, her mouth on Anh-Lee's mouth. She used one hand to pull Anh-Lee's head toward her. The other hand snaked around Anh-Lee's waist and rubbed Anh-Lee's firm ass.

Then Donna knelt down again. A long slow lick of Anh-Lee's pussy brought another moan to Anh-Lee's lips. Donna was moving her head as she moved her tongue up and down, and then in a very slow circular motion. Anh-Lee straightened her legs out quickly several times and then wrapped them around Donna's neck. This brought a low moan from Anh-Lee as she pulled Donna's head tighter to her pussy and sped up the movement of her tongue.

The musky odor of a woman's pussy filled my nostrils, even over where I was sitting, clearly enthralled by the sight of the these two beautiful women making love. I looked around the room. Everyone was staring at these two, who were acting as if they were the only people in the room. Who were also doing a good job of pretending that we were not there.

Donna pushed Anh-Lee down on the floor and removed her halter, exposing her firm breasts. From where I sat, I could see that Anh-Lee's breasts were smaller, but also were very full and round. Anh-Lee's nipples were large and stiff with excitement. Donna rolled one nipple in her fingers as she carefully moved the dark pussy hair away from Anh- Lee's clit. Donna laid down beside Anh-Lee as their hands roamed over each other's bodies.

"I love the smell and taste of pussy. I can smell how wet you are inside." Donna said as she slowly slid a finger into Anh-Lee's pussy. Donna used one hand to hold Anh-Lee's pussy lips open." Do you want me to eat your pussy?" Donna asked as she pushed her finger further into her.

Anh-Lee didn't answer except for a barely noticeable head nod.

Donna smiled as she pushed a second finger into the other woman's pussy as Anh-Lee slowly ran her tongue over her lips, wetting her already glistening lips.

"I belong to you. Do what you want to do to me. Make me feel good." Anh-Lee whispered. "I want to cum. Ohh, yes, lick me." Then she moaned a very low throaty moan as her body began to shudder from orgasm.

Donna's hand was buried in Anh-Lee's dark pubic hair. I realized that my mouth was open. I was aware of my very small erection but was not aware that my mouth was gaping open. I watched as Anh-Lee shuddered and her legs wrapped around Donna's arm.

When Anh-Lee's legs relaxed and Donna was able to remove her hand, she slowly stood up and walked over to me. She held the two wet glistening fingers that she had just removed from Anh-Lee's pussy in front of my lips.

I slowly bent over so that my lips were touching her wet fingers. She did not move the fingers as I rubbed one fingertip against my lower lip. Then I used my tongue to slowly pull the finger into my mouth, tasting her delicious juice that Donna wanted to share with me.

My eyes were shut as she removed her finger and turned to leave the room. Anh-Lee had already slipped out of the room.

Across the room, I looked at Robie and she winked at me. It could be a very interesting night.

Chapter 7 - The second treatment

I don't think that I got any sleep last night. Robie spent the night with me again. She doesn't believe in sleeping and knows several ways to have sex. I had never realized before how many different ways you can use your tongue for sex. I am amazed that I am able to talk today. I thought that my tongue would too sore to use.

I laid awake for awhile with her curled up next to me sleeping. I am a little leery of my decision. If this works, and I don't have any reason to doubt that it won't, can I be satisfied with living as a woman. With wearing skirts and bras. With putting make-up on. With having a cock waved in my face and expecting me to suck it. I see these fantastic looking women, who have obviously adapted to this lifestyle, but that does not mean that I will.

I fell asleep, thinking about what it must feel like to have a period.

I didn't have much time to think about anything else when Serena woke me up. It was time to start traveling.

I was very leery about returning to the spring. The trip was the same as the first because I can not know the location yet. When we arrived at the spring, Serena and I undressed quickly. I followed her into the spring and was amazed at much faster and further I was able to swim.

We quickly traversed the crawlways to the cave. I stood still and tried not to flinch as her sharp knife made the minor slices into my flesh. When she was finished, she looked at me and stood aside. I would have to enter the cave under my own motivation and present my flesh to the snake.

From the light of the torch, I could his eyes reflecting in the dark cave. I said "How big is that monster?"

She replied "That one is about sixteen feet long and probably weighs about one hundred pounds. There are about thirty or forty of them in those holes over there. They stay on that side of the cave and don't bother us. You want to watch which part of your body that you have closest to him. You don't want it to go for your face, so let your leg be the target that the snake will attack. Don't jump when it bites you. Let it expend all of it's venom into you. When he is finished, step back and I will help you into the Fountain."

I walked over the Fountain and looked at it. It reminded me of a pool that I saw under an old outhouse one time. All sorts of shit was floating around in that gunk. I shook my head and walked toward my damn snake. You don't know how much courage I had to call upon. I wanted to turn and run but knew that Serena would hold me down while the snake proceeded with it's portion of this task.

As I approached it, it's tongue flickered and it's head quietly adjusted so that it was aimed at me. I knew that once I came within range, it would strike before I could retreat. I advanced slowly and as I shifted my leg forward to take my last position, it struck. I was almost four feet from it when it locked into my leg.

Again the flame rose quickly through my body. I watched in fear as the snake pumped it's jaw muscles forcing the venom into my body. And then it withdrew it's fangs.

I barely remember Serena leading me back to the Fountain and the murky water. I remember the burn and the agony of the poison flooding my system, causing my muscles to jerk and my body functions to release themselves. I remember Serena dunking me under water and taking large mouthfuls into my lungs. I barely remember dying.

Chapter 8 - Exploring my new life

"Jeff, wake up. It's time to go home Jeff." said a distant voice.

I opened my eyes slowly. My eyes were burning, my throat was parched, and I had a tremendous headache. But I was alive. I was able to remember dying this time. I didn't remember it last time. I tried to think about that memory because I wanted to retain it's memory and to think about it later.

I looked at Serena and around the room. I was back in the other cave. She handed me a gourd of water to drink. I took it quickly as she said "Do you still want to kill me?"

"Damn right." I said as I let her help me drink. I am weak. Very weak. I strain to lift my head and to look at my body. My wounds were all healed and there were no traces of scars. I looked at my leg where the snake bit me and saw only a small almost dried scab. I looked at my chest and saw some small female breasts. There was no visible penis or balls between my legs but just a little slit hid by the pubic hair. I open the slit and see what is left of my penis hid under the folds of the slit. Serena pulls my hand away and says "Drink water now. You can do that later when you have strength. Don't worry, you have a good body."

She kept forcing water on me and then helped me to my feet. I could stand but was dizzy and still having chills. With her help, I made it back through the caves. Again, the journey took much longer because of my weaker condition. I barely remember the hands pulling me into a canoe and wrapping me in a blanket as I passed out.

I woke up in bed with a blanket covering me. Serena was sitting at the foot of the bed and said "Welcome back to the land of the living. Are you ready for your shower before we join our sisters for lunch."

I pull the blanket off and stand up. I know immediately that I am shorter because I am now almost the same height as Serena. I look down and see some small female like breasts on my chest. They are not the typical pouty female breasts but are more like a grossly overweight male breast on my small frame. I look between my legs and that area looks pure woman. The narrow slit, with it's lips hides what remains of my penis. My hips are wider. Serena says "You have more of a female appearance now. Your face has also changed some. Your body is more feminine than we expected it to be at this transition. You don't look masculine at all. You can very easily pass as a natural woman. Let's go to the shower and you can see the changes more clearly using the mirrors."

I take the robe she offers me and walk with her to the shower. She stops outside and allows me to enter by myself so I may examine myself in private. I stop in front of the mirror and look at my face. The skin is softer looking and younger. The features have changed slightly. Then I realized that my normal wide male face is now a narrower female face, with cheekbones and my lips are fuller. My face also looks younger because the skin is tighter, even though my face is smaller. I recognize myself but know that most people would not associate the features of Jeff Daniels with my new features. They may think that I am Jeff's younger sister.

I jump on the scales and I have lost 24 more pounds and weight 146 now. I am also now three inches shorter than I used to be. I return to the mirror and look at my body. My breasts didn't look right when I first looked at them. Looking in a mirror, they are very obvious female breasts. My nipples have grown slightly and the areola have expanded from the normal three quarters of an inch diameter to almost double that size. My breasts are not large, but they are firm and kinda pouty, when looking at them through the mirror. I am guessing but they appear larger than an A cup but smaller than a B cup. My chest is also smaller. It is not as wide as it used to be and I don't have that muscle tissue that I used to work so hard to develop and maintain.

As I turn in the mirror, my eyes are glued to my new chest appearance. Then I notice that my total chest cavity is much smaller. Where I used to have a big chest cavity, I now have a smaller upper body. In my profile, my backbone curve is quite obvious where I used to have a straight backbone and buttock area. My hips will never be accused of being mannish. Looking at myself in the mirror, I see an attractive young woman, with firm small breasts, a vagina hid behind dark public hair, curvy hips, and long attractive legs. I still have my short haircut but I can see new dark fuzz beginning to grow in my bald spot and where my hairline was receding.

I walk over to a bench and sit down to really examine myself. I spread my vagina lips and look inside. It is not a penis yet it is also not really a clitoris. And the vagina is not a full vagina yet. The inside skin is very similar to normal skin and is only about an inch deep. So I have a grove but no hole. And definitely no penis. The balls have completely withdrawn somewhere. When the lips shut, it looks real.

So I am almost a woman. I have the appearances of a woman, but do not have the internal plumbing yet. I could not have sex except for oral sex. After thinking about how much has occurred to me over the last several days, I am very terrified about being able to blend into my new role. I will need to get a new name and there are so many things to think about.

I am snapped out of my thinking by Robie entering the building carrying some clothes "Hi, I thought that you would be in the shower by now. You need to jump in and wash up quickly. Alice asked me to help you get ready. Now that you are almost a complete woman, you need to start looking like one." she said as she held up the pile of clothes that she was carrying.

I said "Thanks" and realized for the first time that my voice sounded different. I now had a woman's softer voice. I opened a bathroom stall door and entered because I needed to relieve myself. I fumbled with myself for a minute, trying to get enough where I could aim myself, but I was now too small. From the other side of the room, Robie suggested "You might want to try sitting down. Otherwise, you will probably pee all over yourself and the floor. And don't forget to get in the habit of wiping yourself dry when you finish". She was right. I had to squat to pee. Gone are the days when I can write my name in yellow snow.

I walked into the shower, where I had a quick shower and dried off. When I came out, Robie was finishing off a cigarette. She smiled and said "Smoking is a nasty habit but when you don't have to worry about lung cancer, the small kick that you get is nice. We guessed your sizes and once you reach your permanent size, we will help you buy all of your clothes. For now, the dressing objective is to wear loose clothes to get you used to all of the snaps and reverse buttons. Now, let's see you put this B cup bra on by yourself." she said handing me a white bra.

I put my hands through the armpit openings and tried to reach behind myself to fasten the bra. Robie laughed and said "You know how to take them off but not put them on. The first step is to not put your arms through the armholes and fasten the snaps in front where you can get to them easy. That's it. Now rotate the snaps to the back. Now bend over so that your breasts are hanging straight down. Then put the cups on and make sure that you have a good fitting before you stand up. Now slide your arms through the armholes. Good, but we need to adjust this size a little. Hold still while I make the correct adjustments."

My god, this is uncomfortable. How can women wear one of these all day. Robie's adjustments made it fit better but was still uncomfortable. She watched me squirm for a minute and laughed "I feel the same way but after awhile you get used to it. How about taking it off for tonight and you can start wearing one tomorrow." she suggested.

It only took a moment to get it off. She took it from me and handed me some panties. I was able to put those on correctly and they were very comfortable. Then she gave me a simple blouse, which buttoned differently and took a couple of minutes to get on. The short simple white skirt was held in place by a belt. On my feet were some sandals.

Then Robie told me to sit down in front of the mirror. She stood behind me and combed my hair as she talked "We can't do much with this. You clearly still have a man's short haircut on the sides with a little bit of length on the top. You have some new hair growing in where your male pattern baldness was beginning to develop. For tonight, I am just going to give your hair a little height by brushing it, and put a small tousled style with a little curl in your bangs. It only takes a minute to do this with such short hair and will make a change in your normal appearance. Men use a comb and plaster their hair down in a straight pattern, but we are going to give this an organized disorganized appearance."

I watched as she used a brush, a little spray and a touch of the hair dryer to change my hair style. When she was finished, she said "Over the next couple of days, I will teach you how to do that and some other things that you can do. Men will keep the same hair style until they die while a woman changes her hair style every couple of days depending on her mood and clothes. Now, let's put just a touch of make-up on you. We are going to put some simple touches on lipstick to show that you have some lips and show the fullness of them. We don't want to make them fire engine red but want them to have a more natural color and to look luscious. Good. Now, let's put a little color on your eyelids. Shut your right eye and watch with your left. See, you just put a base color on using this sponge and then you put a highlighting color on. Vola. See the difference it makes."

I opened both eyes and was amazed at the difference that a little makeup could do, to enhance an eye. My attention was immediately pulled to my made-up eye.

Robie kept talking "You have beautiful eyes and need to draw attention to them. A little make-up and no one will ever think that you are anything but a natural born woman."

She put make-up on the other eyes and just a touch of blush on my cheeks. Then she clipped a pair of ear-rings on me and put a slender gold necklace around my neck. When she stepped away, I could not believe how much my appearance had been changed. She watched as I stared at my reflection, not quite believing that this beautiful woman was really me. She pulled me away from my appraisal by saying "My job is to help you have an easy transformation. As you can see, we can do wonders with simple outfits, make-up and jewelry. The hard part is the attitude and thinking like a woman. We start with the first attitude adjustment tonight. A man keeps a straight face when talking to someone, while a woman puts emotion and animation into her speech. Whenever you are talking to someone, you smile an honest smile. When you talk, you will put expressions on your face to match your discussion. Simple to say, but it takes practice to become an automatic habit. Why don't you try to add this to your actions starting tonight?"

I looked at her and then realized that my face was straight. I gave a smile and raised my eyebrows as I said "Yes, dear."

She laughed and put her hand around my waist after I stood up. We walked across the lawn to the main cabin and entered. There were about ten women sitting around talking. When we entered, Alice smiled and said "Come here my dear. You look ravishing tonight. Come here and sit by me so I can see you better."

I took a seat by her and smiled at her. She smiled back and asked "You know that your identity of Jeff is gone. For all practical purposes, he is dead. We took your canoe and camping gear out to one of the islands close to the coast. When I call them to tell them to proceed, your canoe will be found in the ocean, looking as if you drowned. The search will find your campsite and identification. They will search the open water for a couple of days and then give up. Your next-of-kin will be notified that you are dead. By what name do you wish to be known amongst our Council?"

"I haven't given it much thought. How about Jobeth?" I said.

"Good choice. It can be formal yet friendly. Close friends can call you Jo or Beth. Everyone, please give me your attention. I invite you to meet your new sister Jobeth." she said out loud.

The other women gathered around us and congratulated me upon becoming a Council member and partial completion of my transformation process. After several minutes of meeting other members and congratulations upon my appearance, Alice said that she was ready for dinner. We turned her bed so that she was facing the table and Carol fixed her a plate. I was seated at the head of the table and Serena at the other end. During our meal, Carol returned to the table and quietly announced "My friends. Two wonderful things occurred tonight. A new sister, Jobeth, has joined us. Our long time friend, Alice, has passed on. She died quietly and peacefully. She lived long enough to welcome our newest member. A toast to honor her memory."

Everyone looked at Alice's bed in the corner of the cabin. Her eyes were closed and she looked as if she was sleeping peacefully. Slowly we stood and held her glasses high, remembering her. After we drank our toast, Carol said "By the rules of the council, Matilda becomes Queen or Ashad, Serena becomes Knight of the Americas, and Tashia becomes Knight of Europe. Congratulations to our members on their promotion."

After a second toast, Carol and Serena asked everyone to go to their cabins for the night so that they could prepare Alice's body for burial tomorrow.

When I return to the cabin, some changes have been made. A full length mirror has been mounted on the wall and a make-up table, with some make-up has been put in one corner. Several dresses and skirts and blouses are hanging in the closet. I open the chest and see that underwear and stockings have been neatly put into the drawers.

I sit down and look at myself in the mirror. I speak to myself and smile. The words I hear are mine, but the voice is new to me. The face is mine but is not me. It is a beautiful face and has a sexy woman's body attached. As I stare at myself, I am startled from my self inspection by a knock on the door. I said "Come in."

Diana enters and says "I didn't get much of an opportunity to talk to you tonight because of the death. I brought a bottle of wine and would like to spend the night with you. I already discuss it with Serena and she is going to be busy for most of the night. Would you like my company?"

I look at her. This group believes in open and frequent sex. I respond "You know that I don't have all of the plumbing yet and will be limited in what I can offer you."

Diana said in a very low voice, "How about some wine, my darling beauty and we will play with my little toys later?"

She poured me a glass of wine, turned the radio on low and then took my hand. I stood and she put her arms around me. We started dancing to the music. As we danced, she was rubbing my ass with one hand and feeling my nipple through the blouse with the other hand. I could barely stand it. My nipples felt like they were about to pop off. If I had a cock, it would be very hard now. After several long tongue kisses and more massages by Diana, I was lost in being a woman. Still dancing after several songs, Diana made her move. She backed away slightly from me and undid the belt from my waist, letting my skirt drop to the ground.

"Let's see the beautiful body you're hiding under that dress. I was turned on by dinner by seeing your virgin nipples trying to poke through this blouse." Diana said in her low voice and pulled the blouse over my head. Diana sucked each nipple, nibbling a bit with her teeth. All I could do was hold Diana's head to my breast and moan. As Diana's mouth worked on my tits, her hand moved to my crotch and I shuddered with anticipation of sex with this beautiful woman.

Diana pulled her dress off. She was wearing no underwear. Her nipples were long and hard. As we danced tightly together, rubbing our breasts and pubic hairs against each other, I felt wet inside. I was having a female orgasm.

"I want to teach you one way to make love to a woman." Diana said as she pulled out the eight-inch long, two inch wide dildo. She placed it between my legs and said "Hold on tight for a moment."

With the dildo held tightly between my legs, Diana dropped down and started licking it as if it were a real cock. Then she removed it from my legs and stood so she could rub it across my lips as she whispered "It's hard and can make you cum all night long. All you have to do is keep it lubricated and you won't know the difference."

Diana pushed me to my knees and held my head in her hands. "Suck my clit."

I eagerly stuck my tongue into her and probed her. After a moment, she pushed me down on the floor and was running her tongue through my almost vagina. She commanded "Do to me exactly what I do to you." With that, her warm wet mouth encircled my hidden shrunken penis. I found her clit and sucked as she sucked on mine. Immediately I was rewarded with her honey.

After several minutes of tonguing each other, she handed me a vibrator dildo and said "Keep doing what you have been doing with your tongue, but give me a slow fuck with this dildo."

I put my mouth back into her wet clit and left just enough room to slide the dildo into her warm, wet and waiting pussy. I watched as her pussy lips sucked hungrily at this cock substitute. Then she said "Give that one to me and get this one lubricated."

I changed dildos with her and she rubbed the vibrating lubricated dildo against my shallow vagina. I almost went into convulsions with the throbbing intense pleasure that I was feeling. She continued to tease me and swap dildos as the one being used on me dried up.

After several minutes of this, I wanted a complete vagina. I wanted to have a big cock banging inside me. I wanted to be fucked.

Diana pulled me up and put the newest lubricated dildo between her legs as she said "Pretend that this is my cock and you are my woman. Show me how you can suck my cock."

I licked the flesh-like dildo all over and sucked the head hungrily. "I want you to swallow it honey," Diana grumbled low and forced my mouth down over the shaft. I gagged a couple of times, but the dildo was lubricated so that it began to slide easily down my throat. I was amazed how easily I became accustomed to the shaft thrusting down my throat and was really hot from the sensation.

Diana pulled me away from my pretend cock and sucked on my titties as she re-lubricated the dildo within her body. Then she said "On your knees and turn that butt around for me. I am going to do you doggy- style."

I knew the position quite well but never from this perspective. I did as instructed and she had me spread my legs and put my face flat on the bed. As the lubricated dildo touched my virgin ass, I tensed up. She put one of her fingers into her vagina and started rubbing her lubrication around my outer rim. Then she slid a finger inside me and rotated her finger. She pulled out her finger and put it back in. She pulled out her finger and put two fingers in and started slowly pumping me with her fingers. Then she removed her fingers and put the lubricated dildo at the quivering rim. "I know you are a virgin, so I'm gonna take it easy on you," Diana whispered. "But get ready for a great fuck!" Diana pulled my ass cheeks apart and pushed the head of the dildo closer to it's target. She slowly forced it in as I grunted from the invasion of this huge creature. As the head rested at the entrance to my asshole, Diana moved her left hand to the shaft and her right arm encircled my narrow waist. Pulling me in with the right arm and pushing the shaft with her left hand, she squeezed the first two inches into me. I groaned at the sensation and felt like I was being torn in two. It was painful, but erotic. Slowly more of the shaft entered my ass. After she had it in, she slowly pulled it in and out. Then she turned on the motor and I almost collapsed from the intense pleasure rocking my body. With her other hand, she was alternating between rubbing my vagina and tweaking my nipples.

Diana then slowly began to withdraw the dong until just the head was in me and then quickly shoved the length into her asshole. I moaned loudly and Diana picked up the pace. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper Diana forced in the dildo. I was now bucking and Diana was relentless as she kept up the pace until I had an orgasm.

I erupted in another orgasm and my legs buckled and I slumped to my knees on the bed, pulling the dildo from my ass in the same move. I was breathing rapidly, trying to catch my breath when Diana said, "Tomorrow night, let's get dressed and go find a couple of cocks to suck. I think that you will like having the real thing probing your throat and cum dribbling down your face."

This was beyond a doubt the wildest and best sex I had ever encountered. Diana wanted to show me even better though.

Chapter 9 - Almost Jobeth

Diana fucked me in the ass five more times that night. My ass was sore in the morning but I thought it was a small price to pay for the great sex that I was just learning to enjoy. Diana told me that I was a prolific pussy eater. And that I would greatly enjoy having someone eat me out. When I had my vagina. I can't wait.

Serena woke me up. Diana had left sometime during the night. Serena laughed and said "This smells like a whore house. You need to get cleaned up and dressed for the funeral. Then we are going into town for several days."

I replied "Diana wanted me to out with her tonight. What should I do?"

"Diana is impatient. Give yourself a couple more days to adjust to your new looks and body. Then go with her. I know that you will have a good time. You just need to be ready to handle it. Now get dressed while I air this cabin out." she commanded.

I went to the shower and shared it with Robie, Carol, and Cathy. Robie, said "Don't forget to shave." as she handed me a disposable razor and some shaving lotion.

I looked at her and then it dawned on me that I was going to have to start shaving my legs. Carol said "I haven't taken my shower yet. Let me show you how the first time."

Carol and I entered the shower. She turned the water on and then after my legs were wet, turned the water off so she could apply the shaving lotion. She said "You need to do this frequently and it becomes part of your daily hygiene. But look at your pubic hair. If you put on a bathing suit, you will have dark hair hanging out all over the place. You need to trim your bush frequently also. Hold still, while I put a shape on this. How do you like my shape?"

I looked at the heart shaped patch of pubic hair that she was displaying for my evaluation. I nodded ok and she took some scissors and started trimming my pubic hair. She trimmed it back until it was about an inch long overall and then started trimming away the excess outside hair until a general heart shape existed. At the bottom, she trimmed it even shorter so it wouldn't stick out. Then she took the razor and showed me how to shave my legs and genital area.

"If you keep it shaved completely, you can die your hair blond like Robie and pass for a natural blond. She likes the complete natural look but I don't like the risk of accidentally cutting myself just before a big date." she remarked.

After the shower, I returned to the cabin and was trying to figure out what to wear when Robie entered the cabin "Jo, for us, death is a celebration. Wear something pretty. This dress will look nice on you. You will need to wear a bra and some stockings. And we have to do something about those nails."

With her assistance, I was quickly dressed. She showed me how to apply the nail polish and returned to her cabin while I polished my nails. While I was waiting for them to dry, she returned and did my hair in the same style that she had selected last night. Then she applied make-up. Today's make-up was a complete make-up. As she applied the Covergirl make-up, lip gloss and a variety of eye shadows, she told me what she was applying and why. She discussed what happened when too much or too little was used and the appropriate order of make-up, rouge, lip gloss, line the eye brows, eye shadow, and then the lashes. Then she opened a jewelry box and selected earrings, necklace, a ring, a bracelet and a watch. She had me stand and she examined me. "Damn, those sandals aren't going to be appropriate today. You will have to try some low heels." she said as she looked in the closet and selected a pair of low cut red heels.

I put the heels on and almost fell. "Keep walking around until you get used to them. They aren't too difficult to learn how walk in because they are low. Look in the mirror how nice it makes your ass look." she instructed.

Finally I was ready and comfortable to face the rest of the world. About as comfortable as you can be with your first bra on and wearing your first pair of heels. Serena came to the cabin and she was dressed to kill. She looked at me and gave a low whistle. Then she said "If you ever want to know how good you look, walk by a construction site and watch the workers appear out of nowhere."

We walked to the far end of camp and down a short path to some parked cars. Some of the ladies had gone already. We got in the car and drove to Miami. We went to a cemetery that the Council owned.

There were several more members that had flown in for this funeral that I was introduced to. Then we entered the parlor. The ceremony was brief and quite.

I remember looking around at the members and being amazed at the difference in everyone's looks. While everyone shared a youthful appearance and shapely body, there were various shapes. Carol has big boobs and a large ass, which is a normal characteristic of her Negro race. The Asian girl is short. One of the Indians is about six feet one. Several of the women are normal or flat chested.

Then we left and drove to Robie's boathouse. I would spend the next several days with Robie and then some time with Serena and Diana.

Robie said "I don't like your hair style and want to do something about it. We own a beauty shop nearby. I have something that I want to try with your hair."

We drove to a beauty shop and Robie was given access to one of the empty chairs. She changed into a smock and shampooed my hair. Then she went into the back. About five minutes later, she came pulling a little cart with her. She leaned over and whispered "Your facial structure is not Indian like most of the other girls and there are so many things that can be done with your appearance. Trust me. You will like what I plan to do to you. And if you don't, then we can do something else."

She started putting some chemicals on my hair. She set a timer and rinsed my hair when the time was up. Then she put a net on my head and put a different batch of chemicals on strands of hair as she pulled selected strands through. Then she rinsed my hair again. As she turned me so I could face the mirror, I saw that I was now a blond.

She began trimming my hair, changing the hairstyle that I had worn for thirty years. She put some rollers in my hair and gave me some curls. When she finished blow-drying my hair, I was amazed at how much it changed my appearance and how great I looked. "Your hair is too short to do much with it. So we have to cut it slightly to give it a more feminine cut. We added highlights to create an individual look and put some curl in it to give it some body. Joey Hetheraton became famous with this style. It is a very nice wash and wear hairstyle. What do you think about it?"

"I like it. I can't believe that this is me in the mirror. I don't look anything like Jeff Daniels. My mother won't recognize me." I said.

Then Robie had a manicurist re-do my fingernails, and do my toenails while she worked on my eyebrows.

Robie had me sit in front of a make-up table as she said "Make-up should be uncomplicated. Use elements that have a vivid quality to them, but don't overpower the face. For example, if we try this muted violet eyeshadow with sheer blush and clear red lipstick, we don't need to apply mascara and eye-liner. After you learn how to mix and apply make-up, we will work on the clothes. Your current body shape indicates that you will have a perfect woman's body. Your breasts are carried high above a lengthened, tapered rib cage and a tiny waist, with well formed hips. So anything that you wear, will look good on you, but you must learn how much make-up to apply with the different colors and styles."

I walked out of that beauty shop feeling like a changed woman. No wonder women spend so much time and money going to those places to be pampered.

Robie and I drove to a quite restaurant and they were expecting us. We were shown to a private room overlooking the shoreline. As we sipped on our drinks and Robie smoked a cigarette, I asked "What is your story? How did you join the Council?"

She looked out at the water and then said "A long time ago when I was living in London, I killed a man that was sleeping with my wife. He was my brother. I was sent to prison and thought that I would die there. A man came to the prison one day and bought me from the Warden. I was made an indentured servant and shipped to America with several other people in similar circumstances. I discovered that my brother hadn't died from my attack and was now living with my life as I worked as a slave on a plantation. I escaped, determined to get revenge. I was accepted by the Council and made one of them. After five years of living as a respected Council Woman, I decided to get revenge. I knew nothing about living as a white woman. I had only my experience as an Indian woman. I spent a year learning how to dress and act as a woman of upper society. Then I booked passage to England. My wife was ugly and middle aged now. My brother had left her but I easily found him hanging around the bars and stables. I had money from the Council and I bought a fancy house with servants. Then I arranged for my ex-wife to be hired as my personal maid. And my brother to work in the garden. I watched them kiss my ass for a couple of months, not knowing who I really was. Once, when I asked my brother if he had any brothers or sisters, he said that he was an only child. And my wife said that her husband used to beat her and he was nothing but a bully. Then I told my brother that I wanted to have an menage de trois with him at my country estate. I told my maid the same thing. They were very surprised when they saw who they had to have sex with. Because I was the wealthy American woman, they could not refuse me. We had a menage. My brother had problems getting it up with my ex. My ex had never ate pussy before. With the promise of money, they willingly participated. Then I asked them to tell me their stories. I dragged out of them how they had been lovers at one time but her husband couldn't satisfy her while his brother could. I told them of a game that I liked to play. They would let me tie them up and then we would screw. After they were tied up and couldn't move, I told them things about themselves that no one but myself could know. They were mystified at how much I knew about them. They didn't believe me when I told them who I really was. Even as they died, they didn't believe me. My revenge was lost. I wanted them to know that it was I who killed them, but they died believing it was some strange American rich woman. I had a nervous breakdown and had to travel for awhile. I met a man and fell in love with him. I bore him three children. When they grew old and I didn't, it became time to move on. I returned as my husband was on his deathbed. My children thought that I was dead and couldn't understand how I had retained my youth. I jumped all over Europe for several years and wound up back in the states after the Civil War. I have been here most of the time since then. I currently have a lover who I have been with for the last five years. I enjoy being creative and owning a beauty salon gives me the capability to modify my looks. I don't see how some of our Council members can go eight hundred years with the same hairstyle and color. I have to change the way I look every couple of years. And the only way that I can do it, is to change my color and style. What made you decide to join us?" she asked in return.

I took a long sip of my drink and twirled the glass as I sat it down. "I don't know. Perhaps it was the challenge of the unknown. The capability to escape from a life that I hated. I guess the real reason, is that I don't like who I was. I have the chance to start off new and to do something different."

"We wish you good luck, Jobeth. By the way, you will need to visit our lawyers and become a legal member of our Council. Then you will need some identity papers. But I wouldn't do any of that until you get your final treatment. You know that you can get pregnant. And you will go through all those accursed periods and cramps. When you get pregnant, your boobs get bigger and as long as you are lactating, your boobs will stay big and sag. When you get lactating, your boobs return to their normal size and firmness. Once, I produced milk for almost two years. I was living with a man that nursed me twice a day. And don't get a tattoo. Your body heals the next day from the needles and the tattoo disappears in a month. Hilda was in a concentration camp and they couldn't starve her or keep her tattooed. She tried to escape, knowing that they would shoot her and leave her for dead where she fell. When nightfall came, she escaped." she said as the waiter brought our lunch.

"What else do I need to worry about?" I asked.

"Your body will remain constant. It establishes it's own fitness level and encourages you to be active to maintain it. You will also discover that you are more horny than the average woman. You will also enjoy sex more because you have better nerve endings. All of us are bisexual and take sex where we can get it. I enjoy eating pussy almost as much as I enjoy sucking cock. Diana is into wilder sex with some bondage and discipline but she enjoys normal sex also. Diana was a priest that joined the priesthood to escape his homosexual feelings. Under today's rules, Diana would have been rejected by the Council." she replied.

"She does like to play with her toys. But I am afraid that I don't know what the rules are. What do I need to know?" I asked.

"That's right. Alice died before she could explain the complete set of rules to you. Well, Serena will explain the rules when she gets time. The basic rule is that you don't do anything to bring attention to the Council or Fountain. That can be quite difficult. You fall in love. You live with someone for years and they grow older but you don't. You try to stay with them but the age difference increases and everyone starts looking at you, trying to figure out the secret. They start following you. They try to collect samples from you. They hold you hostage. They take your loved ones hostage. They try all sorts of tricks. Your only solution is to change your life about every twenty years. Otherwise you are asking for trouble. The other rule, is to not display your power, if you get one. We had a member that died about one hundred and forty years ago, that could change her apparent age overnight by about eighty years. You could go to bed with a beautiful woman and wake up with an old crone. She loved doing her age swap and became a legend in England. She was the model for the current concept of witches." she paused as she lit another cigarette.

"What sort of power can I expect and when do I get it?" I said.

"You didn't smile. Remember what I told you about putting expressions with your vocalizations. Anyhow, don't count on a power. Only about one in five get some sort of noticeable power and it usually is your mind read trick. Carol is the best that I have seen. Serena has a weaker version of Carol's power. Amanda, who you haven't met, can change her complexion from light to dark overnight. You can go to bed with a natural blond and wake up with a soul sister. She still looks the same, but she sure looks different. Most of us don't have any powers and don't want it. Living our natural or extended natural life is enough. If you get a power, it won't show up for about five years after the transformation." she said as she waved at the waiter.

The waiter took our drink order and she continued "And now, I have some training for you. I have volunteered to assist you in learning about women's clothes, the styles, the colors, make-up, hair-styles and all of that other rubbish that we find so much fun. My job for the next ten days is to show you how live as a woman. How you live as a woman, is up to you but I will make sure that you have a good knowledge base and feel comfortable with the options available to you. We will buy some clothes as we shop, but not much. You don't have your final body yet and we want to make sure that everything fits correctly before we buy too much. Speaking of final bodies, you should have an excellent body. In both transformations that you have experienced so far, your body has been more feminine and attractive than most of the rest of our group at the same stage. We expect that you are going to have a body that is a sexual bombshell."

Chapter 10 - The last treatment

I returned to the cabin for my last treatment. Robie was going to be my guide this time because Serena was in Europe closing up some obligations resulting from Alice's death. I changed from my city clothes to my swamp shorts, T-shirt and hiking boots while she loaded the canoe.

I met her at the canoe and she said "Did you look in the mirror at yourself before you left? After all, this is the last time you will see yourself in this body."

I laughed and climbed in the canoe and we floated away from the dock. She let me paddle for awhile and then she said it was blindfold time. I was able to help some with my blindfold but it was awkward. And she had to tell me to duck several times because of low hanging limbs and bushes. After awhile, she told me to lie in the bottom of the canoe. Lying there, in the dark maintained by the blindfold, I quickly fell asleep, lulled by the gentle movement of the canoe through the swampwater.

I didn't know how long I had slept when I woke, but it was now dark and we were parked near the spring. Robie said "This is the first time that I have been permitted to return to the Fountain since my transformation. You are my first assist. Strip down and let's get started. We are supposed to meet Donna there but we are an hour ahead of schedule and have time to kill. Once she gets here, we will leave the canoes here and take a shortcut through this little bog. We don't want to go in the same way everytime and create a path going in to the area. You don't mind a little mud, do you?"

"Naw, it will wash off and I want to get this over with. Lead the way." I replied as I slipped out of my clothes and then put my sandals back on. We stepped out of the canoe and walked over to a sandy bar, where we would wait on Donna.

"Could you put some insect repellent on my back first? I don't want to be ate up by those damn things. This stuff is part repellent and part lotion. So put plenty on." Robie asked, handing me the bottle as she laid down on a blanket. She turned around and I began rubbing the stuff onto her perfectly tanned back. "Mmmmm," Robie purred, "I like strong hands. You could do that to me all day and I wouldn't complain. "

As I rubbed the insect repellent into her thirsty skin, I caressed the soft, round curves of her buttocks, causing Robie to begin slowly undulating. The smile on her face gave me a small rush, and I lingered there a moment, kneading the soft mounds. She turned around.

"Now I'll do yours." I handed her the bottle and assumed the same position. She straddled my body and started rubbing the lotion on me. I am not sure which felt better. The lotion being rubbed into my body or the soft brush of her pubic hair gently tickling me as she sat on my ass. I felt a good intoxicating rush. Robie massaged around my shoulders, sides, reaching under to my breasts, which sent a strong tingle of pleasure through my body. I rolled over and seeking Robie's wet lips with my lips. My tongue needed her tongue. As her hands caressed my breasts, we gyrated our hips together. Slowly my hands began exploring her hot breasts. Robie rolled to the side and our hands wandered down to the mounds of glistening wet hair. I knew exactly how to give her the most pleasure and she knew how to arouse a similar response with me. We began to arch, moaning, writhing, our fingers moving faster and faster... until Robie climaxed in full orgasm.

Robie rolled over and lay on her back with a wide grin. My trembling body, still yearning for release, lay next to her. "Just think. Next week at this time, you will be a fully functional woman, capable of multiple orgasms. Knowing what it feels like to be warm and wet inside. Let's head into the swamp." she said as she stood up.

I rose and followed her across the solid, wet sand. After a few steps it softened up, so you could hear our sandals squishing into the wet sand.

"This is going to be messy." she quietly mussed looking at her dirty sneakers as they squished in and out of the sand as she proceeded into the morass. The mucky sand sucked my sandals off my feet with a slurp. Robie said "Shit. We have the wrong type of shoes on for this stuff. These sandals won't stay on and will be more trouble than they are worth. We might as well leave the sandals here and go barefooted. We don't have to worry about broken glass or anything like that in this crap." She pulled off her shoes and threw them back to the blanket. I did the same. My bare feet squished more easily into the wet sand, which swallowed my feet to the ankle.

The mud sucked firmly at my feet, now completely under the surface. I pulled at the left foot, which didn't budge easily as the surrounding muck rippled as I moved and rapidly began turning into a thick slurry.

We had wadded to where we were in up over our calves and we were slowly but surely sinking. Every step was noisy because of the slurp as we strained to pull our feet free. My foot sank in nearly to my knee.

"This is quicksand!" I shouted. Robie was struggling with the thick mire around her, which liquefied more with each movement she made. She struggled frantically, causing her to sink to her thighs. "Last damn time I come this way. This shit has ruined my pedicure. There's only one way out of this shit. Do what I do." she groaned.

She dropped to her hands and knees, which readily sank in the now liquid goo. She began crawling out, the wet muddy sand coating her arms and weighing her down. The thick mud sucked strongly on her arms and legs. She groaned, every muscle straining as she struggled through the quicksand. The mud covered her body as she sank but she maintained her composure as she said "If this wasn't so dangerous, this could be nice. The mud has oozed in my crotch and feels very strange. It is a nice sensation." Only her head remained clean and above the surface, as she floated across the pit. I was sunk in up to my stomach as I watched her cross the morass.

I wasn't sinking fast, and I felt the support of the thick solid/liquid around my body. I pushed with my hands, but the mire hungrily devoured my arms. Once under, the sticky sand weighed me down even more and as I tried to remove my arms, the mud sucked tightly at my limbs.

My hands found firm ground, and I began to haul my mud-caked body out of the bog. The mud coated my body with about 1-2 inches of thick, tar-like goo and I felt like I weighed a ton. The struggle exhausted me and I lay still on the edge, my legs still partially submerged in the mire. I was floating, but I sank in whenever I moved. Once I stopped struggling, I would again float back up to the same buoyancy point.

"Did you know that mud is a beauty treatment and I have paid over one hundred dollars to have someone put this mud all over my body? " Robie grunted, "Keep swimming and you won't get sucked under."

I slowly extracted one leg from the settling sands. Now that we weren't struggling, the sands settled down and began re-solidifying. This made pulling my legs out even harder. I jerked repeatedly until the bog loosened a bit and released it's grip with a loud slurrrrp. Sitting up, I looked across to Robie. She remained at about shoulder depth, her arms now trapped in the solidifying sand. Her long, blond hair rested on the surface, half submerged.

Slithering naked in the six inch deep goo, I felt a small wave of pleasure ripple through me as the soft lotion-like mud caressed my breasts and thighs. It covered my body like cream and I slid forward feeling waves of enjoyment over my body. I rolled over and felt my butt-cheeks become slippery and wet as the smooth mud oozed up between them and pushed out the coarse sand. I felt like just staying there, writhing in the sucking, caressing, safe and shallow mud, but knew that I wanted to get the last treatment over and started forward again.

I felt the ground become more like the gritty, shifting quicksand as I got closet to Robie. She held her arms out and pulled me close to her. We wadded, dragged ourselves to a more solid area of dried muck.

As I slid my slick, glistening body toward Robie's muddy body, she spread her legs and said "I get turned on when I exercise and I like the feel of this slimy mud on my body. As long as it is wet and not dried out, that is. I was at Saratoga Hot Springs and my masseuse rubbed it all over me. Then he asked me if I wanted some special rubbing. I said yes. I had already heard about this masseuse and that is why I scheduled two hours with him. He rubbed the mud into my lips and around my clit. Then he took his tongue and sucked on my muddy clit. The action of his tongue, combined with the silt of the mud, quickly had me shaking through multiple orgasms. As I was crawling through this mud, that was all I could think about and I found myself turned on. How did you like the way it felt on your body?"

"I was more worried about getting out than getting laid." I replied.

She smiled at me and put her hand around my neck, pulling my lips toward her lips. Our lips met and her tongue searched for my tongue as her other hand reached between my leg to rub the wet mud against my almost vagina. She rolled me over on my back and found my nipples under the coat of mud. As she was cleaning one nipple with her tongue, her other hand was alternating piling fresh wet mud on my other breast and pelvic area.

As her lips worked through the thin coating of slimy mud, they found their mark and her tongue began doing its job. I arched my back, as a huge wave of passion washed over me. More and more Robie worked her head, sucking and licking at my muddy body. The motion caused me to writhe slightly, slightly loosening the sand and causing it to suck erotically at my skin all over my body.

"No wonder I couldn't find you two." said a distant voice.

I jerked my head and there was Donna laughing at us. Robie looked at me and said "Time to go. When you recover from the treatment, why don't we take a long vacation?"

I nodded and we stood up and walked over to where Donna was standing. She had some mud on her, but it was only up to her knees, while we were covered in it. She turned and we followed her over to the little cove with the hidden entrance.

We went into the water. We floated on top of the water for a few minutes letting the action of the water wash away the mud and then Robie nodded at me. I nodded back and took a deep breath. My ability to swim underwater was better than it used to be. I followed Robie underwater and through the first tunnel. She didn't say a word as I took the lead going through the second underwater tunnel.

When we entered the outer cave, I stood still as she made the minor slashes to my body. It didn't hurt much this time. Am I getting used to this type of treatment?

We entered the cave of the Fountain and my eyes quickly searched the far wall for the tell-tale reflection of the snake eyes. I didn't see any. Robie said quietly "Ah, shit. This means that we have to go find one."

"Find one! Where the hell are those damn things? You don't know how much I have been dreading this and wanting to get over it. Now I have to seek out one of those damn snakes and convince it to bite me." I said, very angrily.

Robie looked at me and said "You will have to crawl into the snake tunnel. I can't go with you because I can't risk getting snakebite because I have to take care of you. And you can't go deep because you must be able to get back out to where I can get you into the Fountain in time. Or we sit here and wait."

I looked at her and said "Fuck it. I have got to get this over. Give me that flashlight."

As she handed me one of the flashlights, she said "The tunnels are narrow and twisting. Suggest that you go feet first. After they strike, it takes about ten seconds to inject all of their venom before they release you. Then you have about another ten to twenty seconds before you lose control of the muscles in that area of the body. So you want a leg strike and only one snake. You have to get back to where I can get to you. Don't go over twenty feet into a tunnel. If you don't find a snake in that distance, we will try another tunnel. Which one do you want?"

I pointed the flashlight at several of the tunnels and picked one with a wide opening. "That one."

She nodded and gave me a big hug. We walked over to the tunnel and I shined the light inside and could see that it twisted and turned through the rock. I didn't see a snake.

I got down and eased my lower body into the tunnel, while shinning the light between my feet. Nothing happened. I slid across the cold rock and eased back into the tunnel until my whole body was inside the tunnel and my feet were about to the first curve. I couldn't see anything. I looked back up at the opening and Robie was trying to give me an encouraging smile as she said "Do you want to try another tunnel?"

"No. I am in here and have to continue a little further." as I eased my feet and body around the curve. It was a little wider higher here. I shined the light around the next curve and still couldn't see anything. I could clearly hear Robie say "What's going on? What do you see?"

"Nothing. The tunnel is getting a little bigger. I can almost sit up here and I am going to slide around the next curve. That is as far as I will go." I said with as much enthusiasm as I could muster.

I sat up and scooted around the corner and saw the snake coiled and waiting on me. It's tongue was flickering and it was blocking the rest of the passage. It was about four feet from my leg. I had to ease about two feet closer to it to make sure it attacked my leg.

I was very slowly inching across the floor, keeping my eyes glued to it's eyes, waiting for the moment that it would strike. Out of the corner of my right eye, I caught a glimpse of movement as something higher on the ledge shot at me. A bolt of lightening hit my face and ripped into my scalp as the unseen snake on the ledge attacked me. The force of the strike knocked me toward the snake at my feet and I remember screaming as it also struck me.

Then I went blind from the poison rushing through my head and I very clearly remember dying from the extreme toxicity of the venom injected into my face and scalp. I barely remember both snakes letting go of me and hearing someone scream my name. It must have been Robie's voice that I was hearing. She will be very surprised to find my dead body. All sorts of weird colors were screaming through my un-seeing eyes as my body started convulsing.

Chapter 11 - My funeral

"She coming out of it. Get Serena and Robie in here quick." said a faint voice.

I opened my eyes and saw Anh-Lee, leaning over me, smiling. I was alive. I lived through it.

"Shhhh. Just relax. Everything is ok. You are alive and the treatment is finished. You just need to relax and give yourself time to get your strength back. Your body is fine and just needs some rest." she said as she put a cold washcloth on my forehead.

"What happened?" I asked, still groggy.

"You got one of the strongest venom doses that anyone ever received and lived. Robie had to enter the tunnel head first and drag you back to the Fountain. The snake on the ledge struck at her and barely missed her. As she was pulling your body out, you were bit again, but by this time, you were already dead and couldn't feel it digging into you. She dragged and carried you to the Fountain and dumped you in as fast as she could. Then she collapsed on the rocks as she cried because she thought that she had lost you. When you started breathing again over two hours later, she cried again. You don't know how close you came, to being buried beside Alice. But rest for now. Everything is ok." she said.

I felt someone enter the room. I looked at the door and saw Robie standing there. Tears were streaming down her face and her hair was a mess. This was the first time that I had ever seen her, with her hair not brushed. She walked quickly to the side of the bed and grabbed my hand tightly as she said "Next time, don't go far into the tunnel. I almost didn't get you out of there in time."

Before I could respond, Serena entered the room and smile at me as she said "You have been through a difficult final transformation and need some more time to recover. You need to sleep a little bit longer. Everything is all right. You are beautiful and you are very much alive." Then she nodded to Anh-Lee and I felt the needle enter my arm.

I tried to sit up but was too weak and Serena easily held me down as the drug took affect. As my eyes closed, I heard Robie say "Are you sure that there is nothing that we can do for her? How can we tell her, when she wakes up?" Then I fell asleep.

Slowly I woke up and realized that I am sleeping on my back. My eyes were still closed but I was beginning to get control of myself. I remember the last thing that Robie said as I fell asleep. The transformation must have failed or worked incorrectly. I open my eyes slowly and see Donna in a chair, sleeping. She is the only one in the room with me.

I move my right leg and then my left leg. Everything feels normal. I move my right arm and then my left arm. I sit up very slowly and then ease my legs out of the bed. I am able to stand but I feel dizzy. I catch myself as I almost fall and the noise wakes Donna up."

She jumps up and balances me as she yells "Serena, I need some help." then she calmly says to me "Honey, take it easy. You don't know what your body has been through. You need to get some rest." as she helps me back onto the bed.

Serena comes running in and quickly sees what has occurred. She gets on the other side of the bed and helps Donna position me back on the bed.

"I am sorry. I thought that I could go to the bathroom by myself. I didn't realize how weak I am. How do I look? Was the treatment successful?" I asked.

Serena looks at Donna quickly and then says "The treatment was successful and you look beautiful. You just had too much venom in your system and still haven't recovered from it. We are going to put you back to sleep for another day while you rest."

I try to object but I already feel the needle sticking into my arm and I am too weak to resist. I barely manage to blurt out "Serena, don't. Tell me what happened. What is going on with me?"

Then I fell asleep.

I am awake again. But my arms and legs are immobile. They have tied me to the bed. I turn my head and Serena is sitting beside the bed, watching me.

"Why am I tied down like this?" I ask.

"You were only supposed to get the venom from one snakebite and you took three. One of the bites was to your head. Our history records indicates that you stand a good chance of going insane and using your new powers to destroy us. Our rules are that only one snakebite is permitted. If the inductee gets two snakebites, then we let them die. I would have let you die if I had been there. Robie says that she only saw the one snakebite and thought the other bloody areas were from the knife cuts. We know that she didn't have time to examine you. You are tied up for our protection. We took a sample of your blood yesterday and it is being tested now. If it comes back with a positive reaction, then we have to take the appropriate actions. Nothing personal, but we cannot turn loose someone that could hurt us or innocent by-standers. If it is negative, then you have nothing to worry about. We will turn you loose and welcome you as one of us. Do you understand how hard it is for me to make this decision and to have to order you tied like this?" she asked as a tear flowed down her cheek.

"Serena, I can't hurt you or anyone here. Why can't you release me until you get the results. I have to pee." I said as I strained at my bonds.

"Pee in the bed. I can't release you. And we should know in less than an hour. Anh-Lee is at the lab, waiting on the results. Why don't you go back to sleep?" she quietly said.

"What do I look like?" I asked

"Beautiful. You are one of the most beautiful women that I have ever seen. You have the body that most women dream of and men lust for. Your beauty is fantastic and I hope that it does not become a curse to you. When special people like us have the capability to enjoy long lives, the ability to blend into the crowd becomes more important. Being so beautiful that people chase after you constantly is not fun after awhile." she said.

Before I could ask anything else, Anh-Lee ran into the cabin saying "It's negative. Her blood work is negative."

Serena's burst into a big smile as she leaped up and started untying me. "Thank God. A positive result would have mandated your death. Within a week or two, you would have had a disease much worse than rabies and just as dangerous to us."

As she helped me out of bed, I just had one question "What do I look like?"

Serena answered by unbuttoning my top buttons of the nightgown and letting it fall away. I turned slowly toward the full length mirror. Staring back at me was the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen. Long beautiful legs, ending in full wide hips, with a obvious vagina separating the legs. A narrow long waist tapering up to a set of very large boobs riding high and perky on my chest, with inch long nipples and wide areola. The face was beautiful but looked familiar. I bent over and spread my cunt lips. All traces of my former sex were gone and I had a beautiful clit peeking out at me.

Robie had entered the cabin and said "We checked your body while you were sleeping. It is perfect and completely female." I looked up to see big smiles on everyone's face. Serena said "Jobeth, why don't you go take a shower and get cleaned up. Then we have some things to get out of the way before we go back downtown."

Everyone filed out of my cabin and I put on my robe and slippers. Robie walked with me over to the showers and then left me to myself. I entered the shower room and slipped out of my robe. I caught my reflection in the full-length mirror. Now that I was alone, I examined myself attentively. Despite my just getting out of bed appearance, I thought that I was very attractive. My short blond hair complemented the tan of my skin. My blue eyes squinted back at me, which were the only thing that did not change during my transformation. I brushed my teeth and stepped on the scale. The display read 128 pounds. I smiled knowingly that last month I was a forty-two year old overweight male, and today I am a beautiful forever young twenty-two year old woman. I looked at my boobs and smiled again, knowing that these breasts would always be this pert and would never sag or crease the way other women's bodies change. The long nipples could never be hidden by any bra. I looked at my thighs, how smooth and curvy, and almost laughed, knowing that they would never be bothered by cellulite. I leaned forward and looked at the face, at the full voluptuous lips, the feminine cheeks and nose. The eyes had not changed but the face around the eyes had changed. It was a beautiful face that would never have any crows' feet marring the smooth tanned face.

"Why couldn't I ever meet anyone that looked like this, when I was a man.", I mumbled to myself, and stepped into the shower.

The hot water from the shower pounded into my shoulders and back. I washed my hair, then lathered up the soap and began scrubbing my shoulders and neck, working my way downward to my new breasts. As my hands swept over them, I felt a slight surge, but did my best to suppress the urge to keep lathering my cantaloupe-sized tits and continued down. When my hand reached the juncture of my thighs, I paused a moment. It felt so good...

I sprayed the soap from my body but when I got to my vagina, I let the shower spray linger there for a little while.

I brought my other hand down and ran a light finger over my pussy lips, sending a chill up my spine that caused me to shudder slightly. I brought the nozzle closer to my vagina, and received a jolting, quivering sensation that quickly fanned over my entire body into a quaking warmth. With my other hand, I spread my labia apart slightly and gently stroked my delicate inner lips. The back of my thumb glossed smoothly over my clitoris, and I shook again. I pressed two fingers against my clit and began rubbing in circles, causing my legs to go weak and a gasp to escape from my lips.

I pressed the palm of my hand against my cunt and began kneading. My clit became engorged and received delightful friction from the palm of my hand. I threw my head back, dropped the showerhead, and leaned against the wall of the shower for support as I felt my juices drip from my steamy box. I let out a low moan, and my head swam in ecstasy. My nipples became rock hard, and I knew I was going to cum.

I turned around with my back to the shower and started to caress my buttocks. My hands slowly moved over each cheek and then, one by one, ran down the crease where they came together. I grabbed each cheek, bent forward at the waist, and spread them apart as my fingers played against first my asshole, then my pussy. I was so lost in the moment that nothing else in the world mattered to me. At this point I just wanted to come - nothing else. Just one big, earth trembling, body shaking, leg drenching, fucking orgasm. I shoved two, then three, fingers into my waiting pussy and began pumping my hips into them violently until I felt the room spinning and thought I was going to faint. I came violently, with an silent scream and legs buckling as I sank to the floor in a heap.

"Jobeth, do you need some help with your make-up?" said a close by voice that caused me to jump. I hadn't heard anyone enter the shower room.

"No, I am just finishing up my shower and will be out in a minute." I said, mildly irritated that I had been interrupted as I was experimenting with my new body.

"I will wait on you. I have a surprise for you and for the rest of the Council. Make sure that you shave your legs while you are in there." she said.

Shit, I mummered under my breath. I grabbed the soap and razor and quickly shaved my legs. I wanted to explore my new body a little more first. With a finality, I turned off that wonderful warm water and opened the shower door. Anh-Lee was waiting and handed me a towel. I thanked her and dried myself off, while she watched me. When I finished, she said "Everyone thinks that you are going to put on the simple blouse and skirt that we have for you. But when I saw your body and how great you looked, I decided to go shopping for you. I bought some clothes and would like for you to wear them tonight for your first meeting with the Council in your new body. Would you mind wearing what I selected for you and letting me dress you?"

"I would be honored. Thank you for thanking about me and for being my friend. What do you have for me?" I inquired.

"First the panty hose. You won't need to wear anything else under the dress that I selected for you. I measured your body and bought this especially for you."

I accepted the proffered pantyhose and put them on quickly, having recently become very proficient on wearing them. Then she gave me a dress. A beautiful black strapless mid-knee-length cocktail dress. She helped me into it and fastened it in the back. I wanted to walk over to the mirror and see how I looked but she said "Humor me for a couple of minutes. I have an ideal of a certain look for you and I want to do the make-over as a surprise to you also. I promise in five minutes that you can look at yourself in the mirror. Deal?"

I nodded and sat down where she directed. Then she applied make-up to my face. After a couple of quick minutes, she walked behind me and placed something on my head. From the corner of my eye, I could see that it was a long-haired blond wig. She busied herself for a minute securing it to my short hair and blending my front bangs into the hairstyle that she was brushing out. When she was finished, she said "Fini now go look at the new you."

I walked slowly to the full length mirror and looked at myself. I did not recognize myself. Staring back at me was the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen.

Anh-Lee said "The slight changes to your face made it look familiar and I finally decided who you looked like. I had to look around a little bit but I found pictures of her in a recent Playboy magazine. With long blond hair and some make-up, you could pass for her twin. Look at these pictures." as she handed me a Playboy magazine.

I looked at the face and body and then at myself in the mirror. Yes, that is me. That is what I look like now. Except that my boobs look bigger. I looked at the name beside the pictures. Anna Nicole Smith. The Guess girl and former Playmate of the Year. I look almost exactly like her.

I turn sideways and look at my profile. I smile and look at my face. My beautiful face. I look at the cleavage, the hips, the waist and the beautiful legs. Everything looked perfect and this is me. I am going to look like this for the next eight hundred years.

Anh-Lee broke by self-review by saying "It's time to share this with our sisters."

We walked to the main cabin. She opened the door and let me enter first. When I entered, all talk ceased and everyone looked at me. Robie was the first to break the silence by saying "I will never introduce you to any of my boyfriends."

Then everyone rushed me and hugged me. After the initial greeting, Serena started the formal welcoming ceremony by saying "Ladies, tonight our new sister joins us. She has accepted our invitation and joined us. Her Council name is Jobeth. As a gift to her, we have some memorabilia to start her new life. First is a newspaper article about a presumed drowned canoeist, then the next day's article about the search for the missing canoeist and then the obituary of Jeff Daniels, who is assumed drowned by proper authorities. We have a video of the memorial services held for the missing man. Your old life is gone. Welcome to your new life, Jobeth." as she toasted me.

The rest of the night was a series of congratulations on how great I looked and stories about their transformation. Serena asked me who I wanted for a sexual partner tonight and when I told her that I hadn't even considered that yet, she said that they held a drawing and Diana won the drawing. Would that be acceptable and I agreed. Serena called a halt to the meeting and recommended that everyone turn and get ready for tomorrow. Diana walked back to my cabin with me. As we were talking, I could feel my nakedness under the dress and noticed a dampness between my thighs. I realized that thinking about the upcoming events was beginning to excite me.

"I brought my little toys with me. Now that you are a real woman, these toys will fit a little better and provide more pleasure. They will also give you some training so that when you get ahold of the real thing, you will know what to expect and how to react. Nobody is going to believe that someone with a body like yours, is a virgin." she joked.

In the cabin, Diana said "Sit down and let me relax you a little." I sat down in a chair and Diana stepped behind me. I relaxed as Diana started rubbing my shoulders and neck.

"That feels nice", I complimented.

I leaned back, closed my eyes and let Diana relax me completely. I breathed peacefully, letting her control me. She whispered "Everyone has fantasies about things that turn them on. A lot of people have fantasies about someone of their own sex. I find it is so much easier to fantasize about women. You know that I am a lesbian. I enjoy men but I prefer women. I enjoy showing them how to experience their bodies emotions and how to be satisfied. When I am with a man, I feel that he is using my body to masturbate himself, but when I am with a woman, I feel the love and tenderness that only a woman can give to another woman. Men are so self-serving and dirty. They try to make you bend to see your tits better, and make comments when you walk by. They are little boys, whistling at something that they want but don't really know how to use. Their motto is slam blam, thank you madam and they never try to satisfy you. Guys think with their cocks. Being with a woman is foreplay that goes on and on. It isn't like sex with men that ends before you've even started. It's much more tender. I greatly enjoy a woman's touch on my skin, her lips kissing my neck and ear, and the best feeling of all, when her fingers are touching my wet pussy."

I noticed that Diana's nipples were now clearly visible under the garment. Diana was running her hands down her body. I moved like in a dream as I stepped up and kissed Diana on her mouth, the kiss was slight and friendly. My tongue caressed hers, probing tenderly. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. We held each other's bodies and Diana started licking my shoulder, neck and ear with her tongue. I sighed with excitement and held on to Diana tighter so my legs wouldn't turn into cooked macaroni and I wouldn't fall on the floor. I felt Diana's lips on my neck, caressing shyly my shoulders. I opened my eyes and guided her other hand to my breasts. Diana giggled and placed her hands on my hips as she kissed me on my lips.

"Let's do it", Diana said with passion. I returned to the wide chair pulling Diana with me and sat down. Diana sat on my lap facing me, her knees supporting her on the both sides of my body. Her breasts were close to my face, and I caressed them with my hands through the clothes. Her back arched as I found her nipples and started massaging them. Diana's ass was resting on thin air, and I moved my hands to support it. I gradually brought them closer to Diana's pussy as Diana removed all clothes from her torso, revealing her breasts for me to lick. I felt a strange, new wonderful feeling inside me and knew that it was my own pussy getting moist.

"Oh god", Diana moaned as she put her hands to my tits. I was now licking her warm breasts one by one, burying my face between them and pulling her closer to me. My pussy was now tingling as I wanted this gorgeous woman.

After a minute of this I stood up. I was strong enough to lift Diana, who had wrapped her arms and legs around me. I put her down on the rug. Diana caressed her tits as I took off my dress and panty hose to stood there buck naked. Diana reached her hand for me. I took it and let her pull my body gently down to her.

Her breasts were firm just like her skin, and the nipples were dark and inviting. "Kiss them", Diana said, touching my nipples with her fingers. I started sucking the left nipple. "Use your tongue, too", she advised me, and my tongue darted to circle around her nipple. "The other one, too", she said, wanting me to satisfy her thirst.

I was on top, and we were kissing fiery kisses, our tongues licking each other's mouth. Diana wrapped her legs around me, thus securing the position. Our hot pussies were now very close. She placed her hand over my pussy and I moved to give her more room.

She rubbed my pussy lips with her fingers as she licked my swollen, aching breasts. "Yes", I moaned as she inserted her finger inside me, examined me for a while, found my clitoris and concentrated in it. I arched my back and stretched my feet as far as I could to intensify to feeling. I lay on my back with my eyes closed, feeling my body and lust that this wonderful woman was creating inside me.

"Oooh Oh God Oh God Oh God Oh GOD!" I screamed as I reached my first peak. Diana let me cum for a moment, then she quickly helped me to reach the peak again. I had been looking forward to this for this for so long and was heaving with excitement. I felt the orgasm make its way through my hot body. My body, responded by exploding into an orgasm such as I have never felt. We breathed heavily as we held tight against each other, prolonging the orgasm, feeling it, sharing it together.

As soon as the orgasm had been enjoyed into the last drop, Diana started eating me. First she licked my pussy lips and the insides of my thighs, then she inserted her tongue into my pussy and started moving it back and forth, casually flickering it at my clitoris. I writhed in ecstasy and moaned something incomprehensible. Diana took her tongue out, lapped my wet pussy lips, then inserted it again. Her tongue was wet and warm with my pussy juices. My clitoris was swollen hard for the excitement. I breathed slow and hard, rubbing my ass cheeks on the rug. It felt so good. My pussy was now a wet, hot chasm of pure passion. Diana inserted her other forefinger inside my tight asshole and pushed it deeper.

Diana moved down my breasts and started licking the nipples. They were swollen and I arched as I anticipated another climax. She repeated this several times, which almost drove me into frenzy. Finally, when my moans were so intense that they could mean only one thing, she rocked her tongue inside me. Diana moved her finger in circles around my clitoris. I felt how my asshole's muscles vibrated once, then again - the orgasm was coming again, this time with force. It is difficult to describe the pleasure radiating from my massive orgasm, especially since I had just enjoyed one only moments before.

"You feel so good", Diana said and looked up at my face. Her strong scent mixing with my new natural scent drove me wild. After we had been lying side by side, caressing and exploring each other's pussies with our fingers, she helped me into the right position for a 69. I was in ecstasy when I realized that my vaginal muscles were fondling her fingers. The close-up sight and smell of her black pussy drove me nuts and I inserted my tongue between her pussy lips. Diana moaned and directed me how to do all of the right moves. She had patience to wait until I had reached the rhythm, and then shot out her own tongue to my bare pussy. I shivered when I felt something soft and wet enter me, but Diana told me to keep going and I did.

The sensation caused me to cum almost immediately, and I buried my face into Diana's hips as I was on all fours and coming into her mouth. All the time she licked me, the insides of my thighs, lapping my pussy lips vertically all the way like a dog. My clitoris pulsated as her tongue rubbed it, my sensitivity increased beyond limits.

We repeated this cycle on each other several times, each time more passionately. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and pulled my tongue in. I clamped my mouth down over the entire top portion of Diana's pussy and then pursed my lips around the clit. I started sucking hard on her clit while only occasionally licking with my tongue. She straightened her legs out quickly several times, kicking in involuntary orgasmic contractions and them wrapped them around my neck. A flood of hot wet liquid shot into my mouth. She ejaculates, I realized. I remember Diana screaming "Oh YYEEEEESS!" as she came, both of my fingers climaxing her, supporting her launch to orbit.

We held each other in our arms for minute. Diana laid back, limp from the hot sex. I moved up to suck softly on her breasts. My tongue was sore from where I had pressed it against her black haired pussy but the tender feel of her nipples felt good. Her breasts were heaving as she gasped for air. Then she became quite as her body relaxed. I thought that Diana had fallen asleep. She looked peaceful like a satisfied newborn.

After resting for several long minutes, Diana reached over to a bag she had brought with her. She pulled out a black leather belt and a large pink dildo.

"Now, it's time for you to get a good fuck." Diana told me.

"Yeah," I said, with my eyes wide as I looked at the rubber phallus. That is going to fit into me?

Diana slide the belt around her waist and pulled another strap up between her legs. She stroked her pussy for a moment and then buckled the harness. The base of the dildo rested just above her clit and as she bounced the rubber dick up and down, it vibrated her clit so nicely.

She pushed me back and mounted me. The rubber dick was only about eight inches long, but I gasped in a combination of pain, surprise, and pleasure as it entered my hole. Diana leaned forward and as her fingers spread my pussy lips apart she began inserting the dildo slowly into me. She went slowly at first. Easing it in a little then back out, each thrust entered me a little further. It wasn't long before she had it all the way in. As the pace quickened, I felt her hands rubbing my anus. The fingers would start to enter the hole then back out.

Diana bucked her hips up and down, just has she had done earlier while I was licking her pussy. I pulled Diana toward me and enjoyed the weight of the woman on top of me as we fucked. It feels good to be penetrated and I was very much enjoying this.

We kissed and hugged each other tightly as we fucked. Diana varied the thrusting every couple of moments, keeping me guessing what was coming next. Long, slow, easy thrusts for a couple of minutes and then a series of quick shallow thrusts and then some hard deep thrusts that took my breath away.

Diana whispered "Most men get into rhythm and they stay there. A man that knows what he is doing, will vary the rhythm. Now find your inner muscles. Let your muscles grasp and hold the shaft. As I go very slow, use your muscles to gently squeeze and relax on the shaft." I followed her instructions and discovered that I could control my inner muscles and squeeze against this invading rod.

I liked the feel of another woman on top of me. Diana's hot breasts crushed against my own breasts as we moaned and moved as one person. After my next orgasm, Diana took the dildo from my body as she said "Now, you do me," she commanded as she positioned the dildo inches away from my mouth.

I took the dildo in my hands. It was slick with my own juices. I took it into my mouth and sucked on it for just a moment. I had started to part my lips the moment the dildo was offered to me. I took the long, thick tool in my mouth as far as Diana fed it to me and greedily lapped the juices from it. She softly asked "I think, Jobeth, that I detected a severe urge on your part to have an orgasm. Tell me - are you as hot as you appear?"

I peered at the dildo sticking out from Diana. I knew what was coming and welcomed it. "Yes, I am." I answered.

"Good," Diana moved her hand up and down the shaft and licked her lips. "because you're about to get fucked like you've never been fucked or have ever fucked anyone else. But at least I'll bet you've never been fucked this well by another woman. Get down on your knees with your forehead on the floor."

Diana pulled it from my mouth and as I got down on my hands and knees. She got behind me and, taking the dick into her hand, moved it to the opening of my pussy. I felt the air on my wet pussy and ass and that excited me even more. I waited for the dildo to invade my pussy and put out the fire inside once more. I could no longer control my thoughts or actions. I sensed the presence of Diana behind me and then felt the tip of the dildo beginning to spread my vagina. I moved my hips backward to hasten the coupling and felt the long, thick hunk of rubber making its way to my cervix. I felt the dildo pounding on my cervix and stretching the walls of my vagina. It was a divine ache. I continued working up and down. I loved the feel of it. I loved the pleasure it brought me. I can feel the shaft being sucked into me and then coming out. With each stroke, my ass cheeks squeeze together then spread apart. The dildo brought me closer to euphoria with each thrust. Drool rolled out of my mouth onto the carpet as I began to move my hips faster and faster and Diana worked her dildo in deeper and rougher. I was nearing orgasm when I felt Diana's hands on my breasts, grabbing my nipples and squeezing them. I came again. I came and came. This orgasm left me completely exhausted and I could no longer support the weight of Diana's body on my back. My legs wobbled and I crashed into the carpet with Diana on top of me. The force of impact when we hit the floor drove the dildo into me hard and I yelled "OOOHHHH!"

She had to pull the dildo out so we could back into the same position. But this time, she raised it higher to the opening of my asshole. I tensed up for a moment and then took a deep breath. As I relaxed, I could feel my asshole relax also. The dildo was still slick with my cum, so it moved into my ass easily.

She pushed the dildo in slowly as she reached around me and grabbed one of my breasts. She slowly begin to move her hips forward and backward. After a few moments, my ass seemed to relax more and the pressure got a little easier. Diana took this as a sign to push just a little faster; not much, just a little. I moaned softly and began to move in rhythm to her movements.

"Oh, god" Diana said aloud. "You don't know how good this feels. The little nubs molded into the base of the strap-on dildo are mashing against my clit with each push and are driving me crazy. I wish someone was fucking my ass with his big prick at the same time and shoots his cum all over my pussy. I loved it when they pull out just before climax and cum over my stomach. Damn, these nubs mashing against my pussy are faster and faster. I am cuming now."

Many long, gentle strokes later, both of us had another orgasm. As she began orgasm, she gave one last, deep thrust and at the same instant she buried the dildo all the way into me, I collapsed to the floor with her on top. It had been a violent orgasm. The best ever. She pulled the dildo out of my ass, got groggily to her feet, undid the dildo from her body, threw it aside and stumbled to the bed where she plopped down out of breath. I joined her and we kissed long and hard.

Afterward, we lay quiet, holding each other in an embrace.

Chapter 12 - The Doctor's examination

Serena woke me up early the next morning and said "Let's go see Doctor Stoops, who is our gynecologist. He's anxious to do a full pelvic examination on you."

The muscles in my crotch tensed as I heard her say those words. I had almost forgotten that I was different in some places, and a physical for a woman included an internal examination. I wondered what it would feel like.

Serena and I drove downtown. We entered an office building and entered an office suite with the words OBSTETRICS AND GYNECOLOGY on the doors. Serena said something to a nurse behind the desk, and she immediately got up and lead us to an examining room. It had a chair, a stool, a table, the type with stirrups, and a cabinet full of paraphernalia. There was a paper cover on the table, and the nurse went to a drawer, and removed a hospital type open back smock. She gave it to me, and told me to undress. Then Serena blew me a kiss as she and nurse left the room.

I undressed and put the little smock on. There was no place to sit except on the edge of the table. I was looking at the stirrups, when someone knocked on the door and entered.

"Jobeth Daniels, I am Doctor Joe Stoops. " said the doctor as he opened my medical chart.

"I have been providing my special services to the Council for all of my medical career. I don't know the secrets behind the Council, or wish to know any more secrets than I already know. I owe my career and life to the Council. Therefore, I will serve you as I can, with my limited knowledge of what you have been through or how you got here. You are the first new member to join the Council in my lifetime and Serena has asked me to give you a through check-up. By law, I am required to have a female nurse in the room. Do you wish one?" Dr. Stoops said. I nodded no.

Dr. Stoops took each of my arms and looked at them, one at a time. He looked at my hands, my elbows, and took a small light, and looked into my eyes, and ears. He turned me facing away from him, and thumped, and pressed on my back in various places. So far, it was familiar to me.

"Please remove the smock. This will be just a routine examination and pap smear." Dr. Stoops said.

I untied the little tie behind my neck, and pulled the cloth off of me. Dr. Stoops firmly pressed my breasts between his fingers. He used enough force that the slight pain it caused made me wince.

"Does that hurt?" Dr. Stoops asked.

"A little." I replied. "They seem a little sensitive to me."

"More than normal?" The Doctor asked, knowing that I did not know what normal was.

"They've felt the same ever since I've been like this." I said.

Dr. Stoops looked carefully at my nipples, and felt each of my breasts, feeling for lumps. Then he measured my rib cage and around my breasts. He wrote the numbers down and looked at a chart. Then he said "I don't get the opportunity to see many 46-DDD size breasts that are as natural looking as your are. If I didn't know the health properties of the Council members so well, I would recommend that you have an immediate breast reduction operation before they start sagging. However, with what I have seen from Council members so far, I don't expect to see any sagging of your breasts within my lifetime. And I think that if you went through a breast reduction operation, that the tissue would fill itself out again within a year or less."

"Please sit on the end of the table please." Dr. Stoops said.

He went to a small cabinet, and took out some metal tools. He laid them on a towel placed on a small rolling table. I looked at the things on the table, but didn't recognize the stainless steel, and white plastic tools on the table. Dr. Stoops went to the table, and took some surgical latex gloves from a box on the table. He carefully put them on. Then he picked up a shiny metal tool which looked like a huge cork remover with elongated spoons on the end. He held it up for me to examine. He picked up the larger of the two.

"This is a speculum." Dr. Stoops said. "and is used for internal examination. I know that this is your first exam of this type and that you want to know what I am doing. Therefore, I will discuss things that I do not normally discuss with my patients and conduct some special tests, per Serena's request." He moved the control on the end, and the spoons on the end spread apart. I knew where that thing was going.

He adjusted the table so that there was a slight tilt upward to the head end. Then he pulled me back so that I was laying tilted back on the table. He covered my body with a small sheet. Then he pulled out and adjusted the metal stirrups and placed my feet in them. It was not uncomfortable, but it did seem strange. Suddenly, I felt the end of the table, the part under my upper legs, go down, as Dr. Stoops folded it down. My butt was now at the very edge of the table, but the weight of my legs was taken up by the stirrups. Next, I felt cool air on my bottom as Dr. Stoops adjusted the sheet so that my bottom half was exposed. I couldn't see much, since the sheet concealed what was happening from my view.

I felt a hand touch my crotch and smooth fingers touching my genital area, as Dr. Stoops examined it with firm but gentle touches. Two cool fingers spread my soft inner lips as he said "This is your labia being spread wide and then I will examine your clitoris next." I could feel my crotch muscles contract, as if they were trying to keep that most sensitive area concealed. I felt a finger touch my clitoris.

The tickling sensation from his examination went lower. I tensed my muscles there, and felt the different sensation of my vaginal closing tighter. I felt the probe move back up, as the Doctor said "I'm touching the area dissecting your labia minora, and labia majora. Between your inner and outer vulva lips." The moving touch kept going to a very sensitive area. "I'm near the clitoris." Dr. Stoops explained.

I felt my lips get pulled apart, and something hard touch me. It moved around a little, and then I felt it seem to slide along my opening. I could sense that it was inside of me. Strange, I thought, I can't really feel it in there, but I can sure tell it's there. I could feel it stretching my opening, and where it touched the outer parts.

Suddenly the touching stopped, and I hoped it was over. Then, from over the sheet, I could see Dr. Stoops take a speculum, the smaller one this time, and put some K-Y jelly from a large tube, on the spoons. He held the spoons in his hand momentarily, perhaps to warm them. Then, I could feel the speculum as Dr. Stoops placed it at the entrance to my vaginal opening. Dr. Stoops swiftly, but gently, maneuvered the metal device, until I could more sense rather than feel, that it was deep inside me. Suddenly there was a very noticeable pain, as the speculum was spread. I never felt more vulnerable in my life.

"Your vaginal opening is normal in size and configuration, and your hymen is no longer intact. The clitoris is of normal size and responds to stimuli in a very normal fashion." He touched it with the tip of his ungloved finger as he spoke. He stroked my clit, allowing it to swell and extend itself as my hips jerked from the contact. "As expected, the labia major are un-remarkable and have the elasticity which one might expect at your age and assumed degree of sexual experience."

As I lay there, covered with a sheet, I was unable to see what was being done to me, but was feeling a slight pain, as the metal object in my crotch was moved around. "The labia minor also appear to be normal in every way, and there is no evidence of any damage at any time from abnormal insertions or other such activities. There is one unusual thing, which is the copious amounts of vaginal fluids which flow from your opening. As are most Council members, you are extremely sensitive to sexual simulation. I have put a quantity of k-y jelly on your vagina and would like for you to explore yourself with your finger in a minute."

Suddenly, I felt the speculum collapse, and withdraw from my bottom. The stretching made me feel strange in that area, even with the tool removed. Before I was recovered from the quick removal of the speculum, I felt a finger in my genital opening. Dr. Stoops felt around inside me, pressing on my abdomen with his other hand. I could feel him pressing on my bladder, and for a moment had a strong urge to urinate. Then the hand on my abdomen went to my bottom, and I felt Dr. Stoops insert a finger in my other opening. He probed and felt around, and I found it very uncomfortable. Then the hands and fingers were gone, and I could see Dr. Stoops remove the surgical gloves and toss them into a covered waste can.

"I don't think you will ever get used to an examination." The Doctor said as he changed the table's position. "Now take your index finger and probe inside your vagina."

I reached down and carefully probed around with my index finger. I was wet and slippery, and the finger went in easy. I was sitting on the edge of the examination table, with my hand over my pubic area, and one finger inside my vagina.

"The water soluble lubricant used in the examination makes everything extremely slick and easy to examine yourself. Can you feel the bumps and ridges?" the Doctor asked.

"Yes." I replied.

"The small lump is your urethra. It is just after the ridge of your somewhat prominent, pubic bone. Now, I am going to talk you through this. Let your finger enter your vaginal opening. Do you feel some restriction, some tight tissue? Good. That is your hymen. The opening in your hymen is large enough to penetrate with your finger. It will stretch even more. When you can't get any further inside, I want you to tense your crotch muscles. Good. That is the reaction that I expected. As far as I am aware, you are a normal natural woman. We will do some more tests to determine your exact physical make-up."

"You can dress now. Then come to my office next door." Dr. Stoops said, as he took a clipboard, and started writing on it. Before he exited the room he handed me a box of large, soft tissues.

I sat there, wrapped in the sheet, my crotch feeling like it had been ripped apart. I pulled the sheet away, and looked at the tender area. My genitalia and pubic hair was smeared with the lubricating jelly that Dr. Stoops used. I took a tissue, and began cleaning myself up, wiping the jelly from my pubic area, and around my sore, and abused, genital opening.

I dressed and went next-door to the Doctors personal office. I sat down in the chair and the Doctor said "My examination reveals that you seem to be a normal, healthy, young female. Your pelvic examination indicates a twenty to twenty-five years old woman. Your uterus is perfect, and pink, like a young girl just out of adolescence. Your breast development is normal female, except for the larger than normal breasts. Your legs are normal female legs, with extremely smooth skin. You have good muscle tone underneath a thin layer of fat just under the skin. This thin layer is normal and is what makes females feel so soft. Your skin is very sensitive. Preliminary tests indicate that you can probably get pregnant. You will also probably have menstrual periods, where you experience cramps, and get bitchy. I suspect that we will also find that your chromosomes are typical for a female. We have just started the analysis, and that's all we have so far. I will have to look at the results of the other physical examinations, but I know that you have the total outward appearance of a normal female. You are genetically a woman as well as physically. What are you mentally?"

I looked at him for a moment and said "I am not sure."

He smiled and said "That is the best answer. I want to see you again in one year. I will ask you the same question and if you don't know the answer at that time, then I will worry about you."

Chapter 13 - Learning to be me

In the last three days, I've become a shameless slut, a sex addict, fucking everyone I can.

Serena gave me some money and suggested that I wander around the rest of the day and get used to being an attractive woman in a crowd. I didn't know what that meant, but I quickly found out. As I walked down the street, men would stare at my boobs or my ass. They would brush against me on purpose. After only a couple of minutes on a busy street, I became a little self conscious because of the way that everyone seemed to focus on me. As a man, I was always ignored and never experienced this feeling.

I found myself in front of a tall building that had one of these open-air restaurants on top and I wanted to sit down for a couple of minutes to relax. I entered the building and waited for the elevator. As I entered the elevator, I barely noticed a a handsome young man who got on also. But I soon became all to aware of him

We were the only occupants of the elevator but instead of giving me room, he stood directly behind me. As we rode higher and higher, he came closer and closer until he was pushed softly against me from behind. I stepped to the other side of the elevator and tried to show him I wasn't interested. He just broke into a big smile and winked at me. He was about twenty-five, and extremely handsome. His knit shirt showed off his hard muscles, and I began to feel a very strong sexual attraction for him. For the first time in my life, I was having a sexual desire for a man. I looked down quickly to hide my embarrassment and beginning lust. I felt a flush of lust rise in my chest and my breath came in shallower sips. I could even feel myself getting wet.

When the doors opened, he looked me in the eyes and licked his lips then turned and walked out. I was hot and flustered. My emotions were making me weak, just from the experience of being close to him and knowing that he wanted me.

The waiter escorted me to a table and I ordered a drink while I tried to get control of myself. I remembered when I was a man, how I would get horny at times and imagine what it would be like to fuck every woman in the room. I would mentally undress the women around me and imagine what it would be like fucking them. In a crowded room, there would always be a few rejects but I found it easy to fantasize about most women.

And now I am one. I looked around and could tell that some of the men were doing the same thing with me. They were trying to mentally command me to spread my legs and flash my beaver for them. I found it very easy to instantly know who was attracted to me and who wasn't. Then I saw him.

It was the strong and good looking man from the elevator. I have seized up other men before but I never had the same feelings that I was having now. I knew he must work out to have such a build. His tight knit shirt and jeans showed that his stomach is rock hard. I try to look elsewhere and pretend that I don't see him as he gets up and walks over to my table.

"You are the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen," he said as he sat down at my table, without even asking my permission. "Just looking at you makes my mouth water."

I don't know what to do. I tried to regain control of the situation. "I don't remember asking you to sit down."

He ignored my remark and asked "My name's Jose. Jose Sanyo. What's yours?"

"Jo. Now are you going to leave or do I have to ask the waiter to ask you to leave?" I was determined to show him that I was not easy.

Jose laughed hard. "Listen, honey, I know what you need. You want it, you gotta ask for it. I know when someone wants me and I can see that desire in you."

"Please leave." I replied.

He smiled and stood up. He said quietly "I like women who play hard to get. Let me know when you are ready to go back to my room." Then he went back to his table. I changed my seat so that I was not looking at him.

I couldn't think straight. I was going through a maze of conflicting emotions. My sane side was telling me to get up and leave. My body was telling me to call him back and to let him fuck me. My sane side was telling me that I should take my time and find the right man. My body was telling me to drop my panties. I knew that I wanted him and that he wanted me. I didn't know what to do.

I paid my bill and walked out of the restaurant, feeling proud that I didn't look over at him again. He was standing beside the elevator, leaning against the wall and smiling at me. "Well, sweet Jo. Are you ready for a wonderful time." His smile flashed as he stood between me and the elevator call button.

"No. I don't know what you . . . I mean, what do you . . . Who do you think . . . What do . . ." I stammered, absolutely unable to think straight.

"You know exactly what I want. I want to turn you inside out. Make you cum like the woman you are. Give you something like you've never had it. Ever. Make love to you so rich and full . . . . Well, what do you, say? Are you ready?" he asked

I couldn't breathe and when I didn't say anything, he accepted that as acceptance. Jose grabbed me firmly by the shoulders and his hands shot to my breasts and roughly felt them. His fingers found my nipples and they immediately hardened to his touch.

"No, Jose! I can't" I said as I ground against him despite myself, pushing my cunt against his jeans. I could feel a damn burst inside me emotionally and, at the same time, I could feel myself flow inside.

He pulled me roughly to him and mashed his mouth against mine, grabbing my buns from behind and squeezing them. I could feel his massive cock shoved against my cunt and I squirmed against him, mashing my cunt and belly into his and moving in hot, hard circles against him. God, I wanted it!

I didn't resist as he pulled me over into a unlocked janitor's supply room. After he let the door shut, he said "We want each other and you're going to get it too. But first you gotta say hello to my friend." Jose pulled down his zipper and pulled out a beautiful, rigid cock. He grabbed my hand and brought it to his dick. I couldn't help but give it a soft squeeze. It was hot and hard. I moaned and squeezed some more.

"Goddamn! You really know what a man likes." Jose said as he rubbed his throbbing cock on my skirt. "Now it's time to get you outta your clothes".

He started pulling on his still hard cock, masturbating in front of me. I did as he asked. slowly pulling down my skirt and stepping out of it, then taking off my blouse. I felt very naked standing in front of him in only my bra and panties, and stockings. Then what I was doing, dawned on me.

"Oh!" I cried. "Get away from me!" I squirmed, trying to push his heavy body away from me.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, holding me.

"I've got to go. Now," I said frantically.

"Why? You sure didn't want me to leave a minute ago!" Jose lowered his head and licked lazily at my sweat-covered breasts, making me gasp and move against him.

No, I thought. This is not how my first time with a man should be. Mentally, I wasn't ready for this but my body still wanted him and more. I pushed at him again. "Let me go, please, somebody might come and see us," I pleaded.

"I like women who play hard to get." Jose asked, his head gliding lower.

"No, please don't! This is all wrong!" I moaned. I didn't know what to do-- my body, was demanding sex, and was responding again to his touch.

"What the hell? Don't worry about it. No one's gonna come in, and we're just getting started! I'm still hot for you, lady, and I know that you are, too. Just lie back and enjoy it!" he said as he slowly moved down my body.

I relaxed because there was nothing else to do. I was too weak with longing to move except feebly--and all my instincts were to draw the man to me, not push him away! I sighed languorously as his tongue licked my belly in swirling circles, and a hot flutter of desire made my legs open in anticipation. He was going to lick me, he was going to lick my cunt! I moaned in lust as his raspy tongue dipped lower. He paused between my widespread legs and I could feel his cool breath on the hot lips of my cunt.

"Don't stop! Please--don't stop," I moaned, raising my hips so that the mound of my new pussy came up to his face, trying to urge him to hurry.

"Oh, I won't," promised Jose, gently opening the lips with his fingers and letting his breath play over me. "This is gonna be great, eating...I won't stop!"

He held my twat open wide, staring into the red-lined interior, watching the tiny entrance to my vagina open and close. He said "I like fully developed cunts with a luxurious growth of pubic hair. I like to see it curl in swirls over snatchs and down between legs. I can see the fat lips of your cunt, which are dark red with lust."

I had lost control of my body. I felt my cunt move to his mouth. He dropped his head and covered my whole vulva with his mouth, sucking in like a vacuum cleaner, trying to draw out more the fluid.

"Oh God!" I muttered through clenched teeth. "Yes, suck it. Stick your tongue in me. I need it...stick your tongue in there. I want it," I sobbed, feeling the lust tear at my vitals.

Jose was in no hurry and I knew that he was enjoying this power he had over my body. He was exciting me with his tongue, making me beg for it. I was moaning quietly and wanted to scream when he redoubled his efforts at my crotch. He nipped gently with his teeth at the engorged nub of my clitoris and ran his tongue up and down the length of my slit.

I squealed as his tongue hit my clit, sending waves of pleasure through me. I bucked my hips against his face, trying to engulf his whole mouth, trying to force his tongue into me. I could hardly believe the feelings that shot through me. I was on fire, my whole body churning and quaking with lust.

"Eat me, harder, stick it in there!" I moaned, my head thrashing from side to side, my hips undulating under his face. I smashed my pussy into his mouth, knowing that my juices were filling his mouth and running down his chin. He slurped and gulped noisily, draining me dry as fast as I could secrete. He reached up with both hands and grasped my tits, squeezing the mounds of flesh between his fingers, rolling the nipples between his thumb and forefinger. At the touch, I shook all over, threads of fire radiating from my nipples throughout my body.

"I'm going crazy. I can't stand it. Eat me, stick your tongue in there, make me cum!" I whispered, even though I wanted to scream it. My whole being was concentrated in the patch between my legs. My vagina was a hungry demanding hole, aching for release. Suddenly I felt a wild urge to take him in my mouth--to suck him as he was sucking me, to feel his hard dick filling my throat. "Cock--gimme cock," I mumbled. "Stick it in my mouth--I want your hot dick in my mouth!"

Jose knew that he had me now. I would do anything he asked, anything at all to keep his tongue in my hot box, whipping me to orgasm. "Thought that you would never ask," he responded as he kept his tongue in my cunt. "Anything you say." He swung his body lightly on top of me, positioning his cock over my mouth. "Eat me, Come on Jo, pretend it's a banana." he commanded, lifting his mouth for a minute, then plunging again into my pussy.

I eagerly grasped the shaft of the pulsing cock, bringing it to my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and ran it over the head, collecting the drop of pre-cum that oozed from the slit, then sliding it under the lip of the cap, hitting the most sensitive nerves. I felt his legs tremble as I licked the sensitive head, swirling my tongue around and around. The feel of his dick in my mouth intensified my pleasure. I could feel his mouth gnawing at my cunt with even more intensity. I was being filled at both ends, fucked in the mouth and cunt, and my body quivered with pre- orgasmic shivers. As I let the head of his penis slip between my lips, I felt his tongue finally enter my vaginal canal. It lashed at the walls, boring into me like a drill, licking up every drop of fluid. I fucked my hips against it. I wished I had a thousand openings, and they were all filled with cock or tongue!

I sucked in more of his dick, relaxing my throat muscles to let him probe more deeply. As my lips inched greedily on his shaft, swallowing more and more of the turgid length, I could tell that he was trying to hold back because he wasn't shoving forward. He wants me to take it in so it is now my turn to tease him and tantalize him. Then his body responded to me and, with a strangled cry, he buried himself to the hilt in my throat.

I gagged as his cock hit the tender muscles of my throat, then relaxed and sucked greedily on the cock. As his penis slid in and out of my throat, I reached up and caught his balls in my hands, squeezing gently, rubbing the base of his cock with my thumb. I could feel the cum in his balls, making them hard as marbles inside their wrinkled sack. I held them gently, stirring them. The thought that I had a cock in my mouth sped through my mind quickly and I almost smiled as I remembered how the concept would have repulsed me when I was a man. I almost smiled, because smiling while a cock is banging your tonsils is difficult.

My slobber wet his cock and ran over my chin and down my neck. I swallowed and gulped, trying not to choke as his cock continued to batter my throat. I could feel another orgasm bubbling in me. I rubbed my cunt into his face, silently urging him to suck harder, to make me cum.

His face was buried in my cunt. He sucked even harder, drawing it all in his mouth. His teeth clamped on my clitoris and he began strumming the excited organ with his tongue, clasping it firmly when it tried to retreat into its sheath. I churned against him.

He slipped one hand under my bucking ass and searched for my asshole. I tensed as I realized what he was going to do, then relaxed because I wanted his finger in there now. I began probing for his asshole, too. As his finger invaded my tiny asshole, I gasped as the new sensation hit me. Although my body was already on fire, another tiny red hot poker was stabbing into my vitals.

I rammed my finger up him to the knuckle, turning it from around side to side as I screwed his ass. I gobbled his prick, feeling it harden between my lips, swelling as his cum threatened to burst. I jacked up and down the length of his shaft, twirling my tongue over the head on each stroke, duplicating the action that my ex-wife used to perform on me. I knew he was very near orgasm now. I gulped eagerly, wanting to feel the hot flood of his sperm in my throat.

Jose continued to pound into my mouth as I cupped his balls, squeezing them gently, urging his cum as my finger in his shithole massaged his prostate. He stuck his tongue full length up my vaginal canal and my legs clamped around his neck in a stranglehold. He stabbed his finger in and out of my ass as he caught my clitoris between his teeth and bit down fairly hard. This little pain added to my lust, hastening my cum.

I felt myself cumming. The waves of orgasm swept over me, making me shudder. My pussy convulsed, sending forth a thick stream of cunt juice, filling his mouth with my cum. I bucked against him, my body gone berserk with passion. My mouth clamped on his prick, and I sucked with all my might. I wanted his semen flooding my mouth. I knew I would spasm even harder when his jism hit my throat. He began fucking my mouth with short quick jabs. He was ready to explode. Rapidly he fucked my mouth, as if it was a cunt, forcing my throat to take him in.

And then he came. He spurted wildly into my open mouth, his cock jumping with the force of the orgasm that ripped through him. He came and came...gob after gob of thick, gooey sperm gushed from the head of his prick, splattering into my mouth, hitting the walls of my throat.

I gulped wildly, swallowing the hot creamy sperm. I sucked and swallowed every drop of jism from his dick, and wanted more. I wanted to drink incessantly from this fountain of cum. Frantically I drained the softening penis. After I gulped down the last mouthful, I laid back. My body was still twitching with the last of my thunderous orgasm. Jose cleaned me out with his tongue, tenderly licking the still engorged pussy, cleaning off the last traces of cum. Finally he raised his head and slid his body off mine. His limp penis slipped from my mouth, and I reached after it, wanting to keep it in my mouth. He swung around so he faced me and smiled at me. His lips and chin were smeared with pussy cum, and I raised my head to kiss him, wanting to taste my juices on his lips.

"You've got a hellacious body, you give fantastic head and your pussy tastes great. How did you like my cock?" he asked as he grinned at me, knowing that he had conquered me.

I smiled as I truthfully answered "It was the best cock that I have ever had in my mouth." I was just lying there, covered with sweat and exhausted, but my body was satisfied. I loved it. I had tasted my own cum before, but it did not taste as good as this tasted. My breasts were swollen. I ran my hand over my body again, shivering at the sensations my lazy hand evoked. I smiled to myself as my hand continued its journey over my body. I was relaxed, and my mind was emptied of all thoughts but the sensations that my new body was demonstrating to me. My hand moved with a will of its own, caressing my breasts lightly, rubbing my belly in rounded circles, touching my pubic hair. I moaned at the contact, but did not stop, only arching my hips slightly to give my hand freer rein. I wanted to masturbate. I thought about his strong cock pumping in my mouth as I soared to never before experienced heights of pleasure.

My finger dug at my pubes. I moaned and opened my legs, letting the finger slide into my moist canal. Oblivious to anything but my lust, I fingered myself brutally, trying to give myself the release I needed. My finger slipped easily into my cunt, sliding back and forth, around and around, sending twinges of pleasure through my nerves. My body responded to my finger and my hips began to buck up and down in the movements of intercourse. I masturbated frantically, my body quaking with lust. I could feel my orgasm coiling in the pit of my stomach, ready to explode and flood me. With another finger, I found the extended nub of my clitoris. As I touched it, my body shivered and my cunt poured forth a quantity of pussy juices, drenching my hand. I strummed my clitoris with my finger. My face was flushed, and my breasts were heaving with my ragged breathing. Waves of heat engulfed me as my hand sank deeper into my cunt, probing the walls, scraping my insides and making me shudder with orgasm. I bucked against my hand, imagining it was a cock inside me.

"Decided that you didn't need me, did you? Just wait until I get my hot cock inside you. What are you waiting for?" He asked pulling me back to reality. His fingers pressed against my cunt, then stopped, pulled away from me. His hand glided over my sweaty belly and resting on my raised pubic mound as his fingers squeezed me, then his finger slid into my pussy. It was very wet and his finger slipped in easily. "Yes, I want you," I said as he sank his finger in deeper. My sopping crotch was eagerly sucking in his finger as my body beginned to move his finger.

His fingers slid in and out of my cunt, as my sopping wet cunt grasped at his finger like a clutching hand. He lowered his head to my breasts, sucking my tit into his mouth, running his tongue over the raised nipple, rolling it between his teeth. He pressed my breasts together, bobbing his head from one to the other, laving both my nipples with his tongue. His hand dug deeper into my crotch, my juices making entrance even easier.

I was an animal now, wanting only to give my body to him, wanting him inside me. "Fuck me, please fuck me!" I commanded. I wanted his hard cock. I wanted it inside me. I wanted to feel the warm of it inside me. I wanted to feel it pulse against me. I stroked it, running my fingers up and down the shaft, delicately under the sensitive head, hearing him groan as I excited him.

He kneeled between my widespread legs and I spread them even wider. Jose poised his cock at the entrance to my vagina, rubbing his cock against my slit, teasingly. I moaned as the head hit my clit, sending waves of pleasure through me. My hips rose, trying to help him to enter me. Jose lowered himself carefully inside me allowing the head of his cock to slide between my hot wet cunt-lips. He dropped his head suddenly and captured one of my tits, fastening his lips on the nipples and sucked. I shivered violently as his tongue touched my tit. It hardened and thrust into his mouth like a tiny penis, begging to be sucked. Fire shot through my veins and I wrapped my long legs around him and strained against him. Then he thrust forward and slid into me completely, filling me as his balls banged against my ass.

"Aghhhhh..." I moaned as his red hot poker burned its way into my cunt. As I groaned and writhed beneath him, he pounded steadily into me, twisting his hips on each stroke to hit the walls of my cunt. His balls slapped against my ass with each stroke.

My hips ground furiously with his strokes, twisting and churning against him. With each stroke I gasped in delight, feeling my body bounce with the force. Sweat poured from me as never before experienced pleasure coursed through me. I was riding the crest of my orgasm, every jab of his plunging cock bringing me nearer to fulfillment. I could feel my pussy juice flowing from my cunt.

I never wanted it to end. I wanted to be fucked forever by his wonderful cock. Then it happened, I felt the orgasm within me. My hips shook and my pussy gushed again and again as my woman's body shook beneath his. As I exploded, I could feel my cunt grab his cock and squeeze it in convulsive tremors.

His mouth covered my mouth as he tried to suck my tongue out. He let go long enough to say "Get ready because I am going to fill you full with my cum." He raised slightly and began pumping in and out jerkily. He pounded in and out frantically into me as my legs squeezed him firmly. I felt his cock swell and spurt in my hole as the last spasms of my orgasm hit me. I could feel it spurting out in thick gobs as the jism splattered against my cunt walls.

As his semen splattered into my wet canal, I convulsed again as my hips twitched against his. Then he collapsed on me with his penis still buried deep in me and jerking as it spurted the last big drop of jism.

We lay still as his prick softened inside me. I could feel his cock inside me. I didn't want to move. I wanted to lie here forever with his cock still in me. The wonderful feeling of being fucked paralyzed me because I did not want to move, knowing that I would lose it when I moved.

"I told you that you wanted me as much as I wanted you. That was a very good fuck, wasn't it babe?" and he kissed me roughly as he put his jeans back on. He left me naked in the closet without saying another word.

I guess that I laid there for twenty minutes after he left. I was drained of energy and didn't want to move. I could feel cum draining from my vagina. When I finally decided that I had to get up and leave, my body was somewhat recovered. I was still wet with sweat and my pubic hairs were matted with cum. My breasts were very tender from his sucking and I realized for the first time that my chin was tender from his sandpaper-like shaved face.

I tried to clean myself up before I put on my clothes. Then I put them on, opened the door and didn't see anyone in the hallway. I made a bee- line for the bathroom and stopped just as I started to go into the men's bathroom.

In the correct bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror. My make-up was smeared, my hair was a mess, and my clothes were wrinkled. My face was still flushed from the sex. I repaired myself as quickly as possible and left the building. I caught a cab to Serena's place and took a hot shower. Then I went to bed, although it was still only early afternoon.

Chapter 14 - Playing with myself

When I got home, I was still horny. I knew that I had just experienced sex for the first time as a woman. Although it was great, there was something missing. Then I realized that although we had sex, everything that we did, was for his pleasure.

I tried to go to sleep but couldn't. I'm horny. Horny enough to know I'd want to get laid again. I take off my panties and play with my cunt. I feel cool air circulating around it, and my clit is already kind of hard. It's also a little wet. I run my middle finger up and down my slit, real gentle, not even opening up my cunt lips. Mmmmm, I did it again, only this time I stuck my finger into my slit. It's kind of moist, and when I sniff my finger I get the most delicious sexual aroma.

I hold my pussy lips open with my index and third fingers, and I'm use my middle finger to rub my clitoris. It feels so good. My cunt's pretty wet now, and I'm getting really excited. I've got my make-up mirror nearby, and I'm looking at my cunt, It's very pink and shiny, and I want to watch myself masturbate.

I was still very horny and wanted more sex. I searched Serena's room for a dildo but didn't find anything. I knew that I could play with myself, but I wanted something more. I wanted something inside. I wanted to feel like I was being made love to, and to experience the physical contact of something in me.

I looked around my room for something penis sized and shaped, but didn't find anything. Pens, pencils, even a hairbrush handle came under my scrutiny and were rejected. The more I searched, the more desperate I became, the more I wanted something.

Finally, I tried of the refrigerator, hoping there was a cucumber in it. To my chagrin, there were none. But I found a nice, fat carrot. I carefully washed it and went back to my room. Being inexperienced with masturbating as a woman, I did not think about the effect that a cold object within my body would have. It was quite a shock when I put it where I wanted it. It was ice cold and I quickly withdrew it and warmed it up in my hands.

It felt very good. I dreamed it was Jose's cock and that it was him moving it inside me. Soon I came. I wanted more, so I started in again.

I laid in bed and thought about his cock. And my mouth started watering while I thought about it, how it looked, how it tasted and most important, how it felt. It was so nice and hard throbbing. I remembered the feel of that nice raw juicy hunk of meat plumping my cheeks and stretching my jaw as I sucked on it. Just thinking about it made me crazy with desire to go find him and give him a super sloppy blow job.

I'm still horny and I start rubbing my body all over. I tease myself and finger my wet waiting pussy as I move the carrot in and out of me. I find myself fantasizing about kneeling before him staring at his mighty erection. I want to have his cock in my mouth.

I think about what I would do if we were to meet again. I want to rub his hard cock all over my face and inhale that wonderful aroma while my free hand fondles his balls. My tongue slithers over the inside of his thighs up to his balls. My tongue licks up along the sensitive underside of his cock. Then I take the head of his cock in my mouth. Then I lick up one side and down the other till the bulbous head glistened. I pay slurping homage to his cock with my tongue. Finally I plunge my mouth down over his gorgeous hunk of pulsating flesh and start sucking it hungrily.

While I am daydreaming, I am rubbing my soaking wet pussy. Fingering my clit and masturbating myself, knowing it won't be long until long waves of intense pleasure overcame me. As I cum, I pretend that I am taking him all the way down my throat. and letting his cum gush into my mouth.

Chapter 15 - Serena's gift

I slept very good and was rested when I woke up. I put on a robe and was going to the kitchen to drink some coffee when I saw him reading a book on the couch. He put the book down and said "Hi, I'm Jerry. Serena is a good friend of mine and she asked me to spend the night with you. She promised me that it would be a treat for both of us and she has never broken a promise to me before. When she saw that you were napping, she asked me wait until you wake up."

He was tall, blond, and built like a football quarterback. His smile was beautiful. If the rest of him was as good as the first view of the exterior, he was going to be wonderful.

I laughed a nervous laugh and said "I am Jo. So Serena gave me away. Are you a good friend of hers?"

He flashed that beautiful smile and replied "Not as good as I would like. I want to marry her but she keeps turning me down. She lets me spend one to two nights a month with her. I was a little surprised at her making me this offer. Well, it wasn't really an offer. You can turn down a offer. She told me that you would be the most beautiful woman that I had ever seen. I found that difficult to let it pass. So, here I am and she was right."

"Thank you. I don't know what to say or do. I have never been in this situation before." I said with a hint of embarrassment.

He stood and walked toward me as he said "Just relax and enjoy the moment. That's what I plan to do." He held me and planted a wet kiss on my lips, his tongue probing and flickering. His hands were cupping my ass. I responded by pressing my breasts against his chest.

His eyes dropped to my cleavage, and I could tell that he was enjoying the sight of my boobs trying to burst through the flimsy robe. His hand entered the front of my robe and his hand began to rub the clefted opening of my cunt.

His finger sunk into the top of my pussy, as we stared into each other's eyes. His finger began sliding over the wet and swollen lips of my cunt. Parting the lips gently with his finger, he moved the tip over the erect bud of my clit. Slowly slipping into the swelled lips of my pussy his finger glistened with my honey.

He was pressed against me and I could feel a sudden jump of his cock within his tight trousers. I knew that the fabric was stretching with the quick engorgement of blood to his cock. I looked at the bulge in the front of his trousers, the bulky outline of his male sex swelling the fabric of his slacks, turgid and filled with lust.

Jerry whispered "It's big, long and hard. See what you do to me when you rub against me."

I run my hands over his chest and whispered back in my sexiest voice "Don't tell me how great you are. Instead, show me. I won't believe you have a big cock until I see it. You might have a potato stuffed in there for all I can see now."

His fingers were still probing the softness of my cunt. My eyes dropped to stare at his groin as he drew his zipper from the top catch to the bottom of his fly.

My eyes widened as his long cock came out. It looked like a tennis racket handle. His cock stood out from his belly straining to hold itself erect. My pussy spasmed just looking at the awesome handle on the man.

"Now I know why Serena wanted to share you with me." I said, looking at the monster cock. That could never fit inside me.

He said "It gets bigger when a beautiful woman is touching it."

I was still staring at his large prick. My hands grasped and held his huge prick, feeling it's heavy weight. As I stroked it, it expanded under my caresses until the glans, swollen and seeping with moisture, gleamed with engorged blood.

His foreskin, lay in thick and heavy folds surrounding the neck of his prick. My small fingers moved the heavy folds of wrinkled skin up to almost cover the glans, them back slowly over the neck of his cock until the head was uncovered and throbbing in my hands. Each time I covered and uncovered his lusty cock with his foreskin, a small seepage of pre-cum dripped from the slitted opening.

For all the length of his cock, the glans head was small and almost flat, tapered at the bottom but straight at the top. It was much larger than my cock had been, or even Jose's cock. I thought about other men's cocks that I had seen. This one beat them all in length, maybe even a little in thickness. The hole in the head was a long slit, seeping honey that oiled the slippery glans beneath the foreskin as I pumped on it.

Softly running my hands over the heavy massive organ, I hefted the hairy testicles hanging with bunched wrinkled skin below the hardened shaft, slowly moving my fingers from testicles to glans, tracing the blue veins swelling and pulsing under the skin. Again, moving from root to tip, I squeezed harder at his shaft, milking it and bringing a soft groan from Jerry's lips. My milking motion brought a pearl drop of lubrication up the long slitted opening. Each time I pumped the heavy foreskin on his prick, another small drop emerged the slitted opening.

"Why don't you kiss it and then I'll fuck your brains out? We need to make sure it is slick so we can take it easy when I enter your pussy. I suggest that we start with the dog position." Jerry's suggested. He was not asking for a kiss but for a suck.

My tongue flicked his cock head, to sample the thick liquid oozing from his slit. After tasting the sweet nectar clinging to my tongue, I rubbed my teeth against his cock, letting him feel my teeth on his organ. This elicited another groan from him as his hips moved to slide his cock into my waiting mouth. I took his cock's swollen head into my mouth. Not all of it, just the head.

It filled rapidly and became quite hard. From my position, I could easily see the bluish veins standing out and the dark purple glans. With one more deep swallow, I coated his glans and half of his shaft.

I bent over the edge of the bed so that I holding to the edge of the bed with my arms, and was bent over at the waist. Now my cunt was at the same level as his huge cock.

Jerry's trousers dropped to the floor.

He grasped his thick foreskin, jacking off his cock to keep it hard. Holding and caressing her curved buttocks, Jerry moved a step closer until his cock touched my ass.

Jerry stepped close behind me, his cock pressing my opening. He centered his semi-slick cock head to my cunt. Then he leaned his weight against me and the head of his prick slid into my wet and waiting opening very easy. He gently pressed his entire length into my wet cunt as I moaned my pleasure, wriggling my ass to help him insert the entire log deep in my cunt. I put one hand between my legs, groping for his balls, delighted to feel how much of his organ was able to fit into me without pausing or forcing.

He knew how to fuck. He slowly moved in and out, pulling it almost out until only the head was between the outer lips of my pussy, then in one long smooth stroke, he slid it back inside.

My fingers caressing his testicles, rolling them gently, marveling at the softness of his skin, feeling the stones beneath the smooth outer covering, exploring the root of his cock and discovering almost three inches still left outside me. I wanted to be able to take every inch of him in me.

I began to slowly buck my ass and arch my back lower. I wanted a direct line into my belly for his prick. This motion pulled another two inches into me, leaving less than a couple of inches not in my pussy.

As I bucked, his cock banged deeper and harder into my cunt, starting a series of orgasms. This resulted in causing me to buck my ass harder to suck more of his cock into me. He slowly withdrew his cock again until it just parted my full wet cunt lips, and then slammed the complete length to the hilt in my pussy, his balls swinging high to bang hard against my crotch.

His violent move slammed the head of his prick against my cervix, causing pain and extreme pleasure at the same time. As he repeated the slams, the pain lessened and the pleasure grew, when my body started the familiar waves of orgasms. One long, continuous orgasm, rippled my belly, the clenching of my tight cunt like a fist gripping his prick, squeezing and milking. He gripped my hips tightly with both hands, holding my writhing bucking ass as his cock slithered back into my hairy opening. His hairy testicles banged against my pussy with each lunge tapping my swollen clit. My fingers gently played with his balls as they swung between my spread legs.

I heard him grunt as he withdrew his cock until the glans was just outside my lips, then his cock thundered full length into my belly as I felt him cum. His cock pulsed and spat his jism deep into me. The hot wetness spurting deep within me was very nice. I moaned, feeling his hot gushing creamy juice fill me.

Then I experienced the mother of all orgasm.

Chapter 16 - More at ease

Jerry spent the night with me. And the next day. And that night. Serena came home and suggested that he go home and rest.

After we were alone, she asked "How are you feeling?"

"My body controls me. When it decides that it wants sex, it takes over control of my brain. It is scary." I responded.

"All of us go through this. We have a much higher sex drive than most people and are more receptitive to sexual simulation. It just takes a while to get used to it and to learn to control it, instead of it controlling you. You will find that for the first year or so, you can't get enough sex. Even if you went to work in a whore house, you wouldn't get enough. The strong sex drive is why I was able to turn from a warrior into a baby factory so easy. Sex is only part of it. You will quickly discover that the decision to have sex is the woman's choice. Very few men will decline sex once a woman offers it. How are you doing at adapting to being a woman?" she asked.

"I haven't had my clothes on or been outside the house except for the doctor's office in the last three days. I think that I am adapting very well." I replied.

She said "It's very easy to just lay there and let him pound away. But you will find it more enjoyable if you participate. Take control of the sex and show him that you know how to be a woman."

"But I don't know how. What do you do?" I asked.

"I play games to make it more interesting. About six months ago, I showed up at my boyfriends house wearing a floppy, raincoat and a pair of knee-high, sexy boots. Underneath the raincoat, I wore black stockings, a garter belt and a teddy. He shut the door and I dropped the raincoat. Then I wrapped my legs around his waist and he braced my back against the wall. I was dripping with cum when we finished. Then we took a shower together to clean up. With the tips of my soapy fingers, I caressed his balls and grasped the shaft of his cock firmly in the palm of my hand as I jerked him until he was rock hard. I took his cock into my mouth and gently nibbled the sides of his cock. Men will love anything that you do with your mouth as long as you don't chomp down on it. When we finally made it to his bedroom, I covered his cock with chocolate pudding, whipped cream, and then topped it off with a cherry. Then I slowly ate it up. There is not a man alive that will turn that down. I used to stay on my knees for the whole evening but found that making the sundae was more effective for both of us" she laughed and continued "Keep those concepts in mind, because we have a double date tonight. Jerry was a sure fuck. These guys don't know what they are getting into or that they will probably be lucky tonight. Now go get ready. We are going dancing."

"I just don't know about dancing" I said shyly.

"Give it a try" Serena stated. "We'll go and check out the scene, and if you don't like what is happening, we'll say good night."

My mind was racing as we walked from the car to the club entrance. "What am I getting myself into", I thought. Serena guided us to a table near the dance floor, and ordered drinks from the waitress.

A small band combo started playing near the dance floor and a few couples started to dance. Our drinks arrived and so did our dates. "Good evening" a tall handsome man said to me.

Serena said "Jo, this is Mario. He is yours and Wayne belongs to me."

I nodded and Mario asked "That is a beautiful song. Would you like to dance?"

I hesitated but knew that I would have to do this sooner or later. I offered my hand to Mario and answered "Thank you, I would love to dance." Serena watched as Mario led me to the dance floor and we started dancing to the soft music.

At first, Mario held me by the hand and waist, but as we danced, his hand moved along my side, lightly caressing my back, waist and the juncture where hips and waist join.

I was not a dancer when I was a man, and was afraid that my lack of dancing skill would be very evident. But I didn't have anything to worry about, because Mario was a good dancer and made me look like I knew what I was doing. I closed my eyes and moved with him, barely noticing his hand starting to move until his hand slid further down and cupped my entire ass-cheek softly but firmly, briefly pulling me against his body as we danced.

Mario said "I don't think I've seen you in here before".

"This is my first time", I replied. "Do you come here often?"

"No, only every once in a while." he replied.

Mario maneuvered me over to a dark corner of the dance floor, and then, gripping my ass with both hands, he pulled me against his straining cock, and slowly gyrated to the music.

Mario's rock-hard bulge that he was rubbing against me had me tore up. I was ready to lay down on the dance floor and spread my legs. I tried to keep myself under control but I slowly slid my right hand from around Mario's waist to the front of his trousers, and gripped his cock through the material.

"Do you live close by?" I asked as I ran my hand up the length of his throbbing shaft. As I continued to stroke his cock, Mario let out a small groan and leaned down to whisper in my ear.

"Can your friend give Wayne a ride home?" he whispered.

I looked over at the table and saw that Wayne was very close to Serena and her hand was under the table in his lap. I said "Let's get my pocketbook."

Mario put some money on the table for the bill, and said "We are going to get some fresh air."

Serena smiled and Wayne blushed. We walked out to Mario's car. My pussy was wet and I didn't want to wait until we got somewhere else.

I eased his zipper down and tugged his rapidly stiffening cock from its confinement. It was large. Not as large but Jerrys but large compared to what I used to have. I slowly stroked it while he drove to his apartment. In the elevator on the way up and back into his bedroom, I let his hands roam all over my body.

I kick off my heels and lay down on the bed beside Mario. Mario pulled my skirt up and I spread my legs wide. He repositioned me so that I was perched on the edge with my ass almost hanging off the side of the bed and Mario kneeled on the floor in front of me. He started licking my cunt, which I held open for him with one hand, while I fondled my breasts with the other. Mario stood up and I unfastened his trousers. When his cock popped out, it was at my mouth level and I swallowed it and began sucking greedily.

Mario cupped both of my breasts with his big hands, his fingers rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger until I moaned softly. I let go of his cock and we quickly undressed. I laid back down and Mario expertly took one, and then the other rock-hard nipple between his lips, as he gently placed one finger at my cunt. He swirled it around in my moistness before pushing the thick digit deep inside my willing hole. My hips arched involuntarily to meet his hand until the whole finger was buried deep inside. Mario withdrew the finger to toy with my clitoris, and under his adept ministrations, my body was soon wracked with a shuddering orgasm.

Mario laid back on the bed, gripping his cock in one hand and gently stroked it. I straddled his body, and guided the blunt head to the opening of my sopping cunt. Now poised, I started hunching on his staff, and gasped as I got the head of his meat lodged full in my cunt. Stopping there for a moment, I waited as I felt my cunt stretch and adjust to his organ. I pressed down to engulf another couple of inches in my aching cunt.

Mario fondled my swaying breasts as I rode up and down on his hard cock. Each time I raised up, I felt his cock slowly almost pull out of me. On the down stroke, it rubbed against very deep, sensitive spots. I liked the feeling that resulted when I gyrated my hips to move his cock deep inside my pussy.

I fell back, and Mario rolled forward and covered me. With slow, powerful strokes, he began pumping his meat into me. I placed my ankles on his shoulders to open my willing cunt more to his pounding cock. Mario gripped my ass with both hands while he rammed his cock in and out of me. I had another climax, flooding Mario's cock with my juices, lubricating his pistoning cock as it fucked in and out of my pussy.

Mario grabbed my ankles and held them wide, as he continued his frantic lunges to bury even more cock in my willing cunt. Soon I felt his cum boiling up from his balls.

I felt the head of Mario's cock swell, and fucked my hips up wildly tossing my head as the thick, heavy cream sprayed from his cock and splashed against my cervix. I wrapped my legs around his powerful body as it spasmed its load deep inside my pussy.

Mario's body relaxed, and he rolled on his side as I rolled with him so that the shaft was still half buried within me. I groaned when his dick slid from my greedy cunt and come oozed from between my swollen labia.

I spent the rest of the night with Mario. He was sleeping soundly when I dressed and took a cab home. Serena was not there but was at Wayne's.

Chapter 17 - Visit to my old hometown

I was reading the paper when Serena came out of her bedroom. She was wearing a bikini and brushing her hair. She asked "When are you going to go home?"

I looked up puzzled. She said "Everyone of us felt better about our choice after we went home and saw what life was like, without the male us. We have had several sisters try to pick up their old life by moving back in with their families. It's something that you will have to decide how you want to deal with it, sooner or later."

I leaned back and said "I would like to see my ex. To talk to her as a woman, without her knowing that I am her dead husband. Very interesting potentials on seeing what she really thought of me. What do you think I should do?"

"Go for it. The sooner the better. Time has a way of changing memories." she said.

So here I am sitting in my hotel room, staring out at the town that I was born and grew up in. Miles City Ohio - population 8,200. I flew in to Columbus last night and rented a car to drive while I am here. I checked into my hotel first and then went to the cemetery. It didn't take me long to find it.

I felt kinda weird, standing beside a memorial plaque with my name on it. They couldn't find my body, so they didn't need a grave. I have been officially dead three months now. I didn't know what to expect but Serena gave me copies of the newspaper articles on my drowning and obituary.

I have developed three cover stories. The main one is that I am a rich former model that just want to find a quiet little town to settle down in, and I am looking around Miles City for a home. The second one is to cover my questions about Jeff Daniels. Jeff was my father's best friend and saved his life during the war. After all, I do look over twenty years younger than Jeff was. The third, is that I met Jeff in Florida and had an affair with him and thought that I was carrying his child.

I am sitting outside a local bar waiting on someone to show up. It's been a busy day for me. My ex-wife is living with one of her former boy- friends but is having an affair with the car dealership owner. My former boss used my disappearance to announce a discovery of missing money and it looks like I took it before I disappeared. The sheriff is investigating the case. So before I leave town, I have to find some way to clear my name.

I am going into this bar because Henry, my best friend, usually stops off here for a drink before he goes home. When I decided that I was going to come home, I made a list of things that I could accomplish and then ranked them. Fucking Henry was one of my top priorities. I always liked Henry and used to set him up with women but he never found anyone that he liked. I used to wonder if he was secretly gay. With this body, I can find out the truth about him and give my old buddy one last present.

He just wandered in and sat down. Time for me to see if I can pick up Henry, so I walk into the bar and sat down two stools from Henry.

"Bourbon and coke, please." I ask George, the bartender. George couldn't keep his eyes off of my boobs as I walked in. I saw Henry checking me out in the mirror. Henry looked up to look at me and smiled. I smiled back.

George puts ice into the glass and he expertly measured a jigger of bourbon into it. I noticed that it was some of the good stuff and not the house brand. Then he poured coke into the glass and placed it in front of me. "Welcome to our fair city. You must be the model that Brown Realty is escorting around town."

"Yes, I am thinking about finding a quiet little place to call home. My name is Jobeth Davidson." I watched as he placed a cocktail napkin in front of me and my glass placed carefully in its center.

George smiled and said "Welcome to our little bar. My name is George, that is Henry. Over in the corner is Ralph and Al. Those two playing pool are the Hines brother, Sam & Bill. Our little town welcomes you and this drink is on me."

I smiled a big smile to thank him and turned to nod to the people that he just introduced me to. If he only knew that I already knew these fine upstanding citizens and had spent many a night here drinking.

I crossed my legs high so that my skirt was barely coming half-way to my knees. I wanted Henry to see that I had stockings on instead of hose.

I leaned toward Henry and asked "Have you lived here long?"

He took the opening and said "All of my life. I have never been anywhere else."

I took a slow sip of my drink and rolled it around in my mouth, before swallowing it. I knew that my eyes flashed as I smiled my best smile. Then I said "I like your accent and the sound of your voice. Your voice reminds me of my former lover."

I thought George was going to drop his glass.

"Thank you." he said nervously.

I laughed, very quietly, and said "Sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you. It's just that the sound of your voice brought back some very pleasant memories. Listen, I am new in town and would like to talk to you. Would you mind if I talk to you until it's time for you to go home to your wife" knowing that he was not married.

"I am not married and would be pleased to sit with you." He said as he moved over closer to me. I knew that everyone was watching and listening to everything we said and did. All sorts of rumors would be floating over town tomorrow.

"Would you recommend this as a good town for me to move to? " I asked as I turned to display my cleavage a little better for him.

Henry responded quickly "I wouldn't live anywhere else. Don't know if you would be happy here. There's nothing in this town to entertain a gorgeous woman. You might find it boring."

I hesitated for a moment, and then quietly said "Never. It is very easy to get tired of the fast life. I just want to find a quiet place and call it home. My former boyfriend was from here and when he described his hometown to me one night, I told him that it sounded wonderful. After he died, I thought about him a lot and one day packed up and left my modeling job. I came her to find the peace and tranquillity that he described."

There was a pause and Henry asked "Who was your boyfriend?"

"Jeff Daniels. I met him on vacation and spent a week with him. We were supposed to meet after I finished an assignment and I found out that he died." I said.

Henry paused and then said "Jeff was my best friend. If you need anything, please let me help you. I would do anything that you need."

I think that I surprised Henry with my action. I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him to me just long enough so that he could smell me and feel my soft skin.

Then I let go of him, said "I'm sorry. Didn't mean to embarrass you." and took a big sip of my drink.

The place was quite. Henry said "Don't be. You didn't embarrass me. Just surprised me a little."

I looked around and everyone was looking at us. George had moved closer so that he could listen to us as he pretended to be cleaning the bar.

"Just that Jeff meant so much to me. He was very honest and real and not like the men that I meet every day. And then when I lost him, he stood out even more." I swirled the ice in my drink. "I came here to see if I could meet someone that turns me on as much as Jeff did."

Henry took a sip of his drink and looked around. "This town doesn't have too much choice on eligible bachelors."

"What about you?" I asked, giving him a smile.

He looked at me for a moment and then grinned. "Never considered myself to be worth catching." He gestured to my glass. "May I order you another one?"

"No thanks. I don't drink much and this is my limit. Would you like to go to dinner with me, Henry?" I drained the last of my drink and put the empty glass on the bar in front of them.

"Dinner? Yes. I would enjoy that very much." He seemed surprised, at the thought of a beautiful woman asking him out to dinner.

I put my hand briefly on his arm and laughed as I said "Thank you, Henry. Shall we say seven and can you pick me up at my hotel?"

"Yes" He said, looking at me.

I turned to go, giving him a last look over my shoulder. "Wear your blue suit. Also do you have a camera, preferably a thirty-five millimeter with a time exposure feature? I would like some pictures of us tonight." I smiled at him again, and then left the bar, wondering why I said that. How was this stranger supposed to know that he had a blue suit. I suggested it because I knew that it looked good on him.

When I walked out of the bar, I could hear George and the other patrons start picking on Henry because he was getting lucky with me.

"You look lovely, Jobeth." I was wearing a nice dress that showed off all of my curves. I want everyone to know how lucky Henry is and what he is going to get tonight.

He took me to the best restaurant in town. Reason it was the best, was because the owner made all the men take their baseball caps off while they ate. They had a piano player to play during the dinner hour. I was overdressed for this place, but I wanted to parade my stuff a little.

"How did you know that I had a blue suit." Henry poured some wine in our glass.

I laughed and said "Blue goes good with your complexion. And I also knew that if you didn't own a blue suit, that you would have one before you picked me up tonight."

He laughed and said "You were very right."

The waiter took our orders and we talked about the town. After we ate, we were sitting drinking wine and I was playing with my glass. I had the waiter take some pictures of us. Henry was finally relaxed and showing that he was enjoying my company. He had enjoyed it all alone, but was just getting over his nervousness. As in the bar, we were the center of attraction in the room. Everyone in town knew Henry and was wondering what I saw in him. Every man wanted to be across the table from me talking as intimate as we were now.

"I am enjoying being here with you tonight." I said as I smiled. Then the piano player started playing a slow song that I knew I could dance. I continued "I love to slow dance, don't you Henry? Why don't we dance to this song?"

My request shocked him. No one dances in the Blue Orchard Restaurant. He looked around and before he could say anything, I stood up and said "Please."

He took a quick drink of his wine and adjusted his suit as he stood. I handed the camera to the waiter and smiled. He knew how to take pictures of us. I took Henry's hand and led him over to a small cleared area in front of the piano player. Everyone was watching us.

We started dancing with his arm pressed into the small of my back as we danced, linking my body to his. He was a good dancer and we slow danced as everyone watched us. I put my head on his shoulder and moved against him deliberately at times by brushing my pelvis against his. I could tell that his cock was hard from my nearness. I pressed my ample breasts into his chest, knowing that old Mrs Johnson at the corner table would have an heart attack. When his hand brushed against my derriere, I did not pull away, but moved in closer to him. When the song ended, I kissed his ear lightly, took his hand and led him back to our table.

When we sat down, he said "Thank you for the dance."

"My pleasure. I just wish that some people had been on the floor and we could have danced a little closer. Why don't we go back to that bar that we were in today?" I responded.

"If you would like" he said as he signaled for the waiter to bring the check. I let him pay the bill, knowing that this was one of the most expensive meals that he had ever had.

We walked to his car and he unlocked the passenger door of his car. As he held the door open for me, I pressed against him and felt his semi- hard cock pressing against his trousers. I put my arms around his neck and pulled his lips to mine. My tongue sought his tongue and we kissed for a long several seconds.

Then I whispered "I don't want to go to the bar. I want to go to your bedroom." I let go of him and sat down in the car.

He drove to his house slowly because he was having a hard time concentrating on his driving. My hand was pressed to his crotch, kneading it, tracing the outline of his hardness under the cloth.

We pulled into his driveway. I could see the Kramdens sitting on their front porch, watching the neighborhood. As we got out of the car, I made sure to say "Good evening." to them. Now they would stay up all night to see what time I leave Henry's house.

"Do you mind if I use your bathroom?" I asked.

"No, it's down the hall. First door on the right." He smiled at me.

"How about fixing us a drink? " I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I knew that he had a camera. I would give him some pictures to brag about.

When I came out of the bathroom, I had taken my dress off and was wearing one of his dress shirts which was too large on me. I curled up on the sofa and took the drink he had prepared for me.

"Hope that you don't mind that I made myself at home. You don't know what it is like to wear a tight dress and to have panties creeping up your cracks. That's why I don't wear any. Sit down here by me and help me relax." I scooted over so there was plenty of room next to me.

He sat next to me and put his drink on the table in front of us and asked "What are you expecting tonight? I am a little confused. You are the most beautiful and sexiest woman for miles around here and you come home with me. I find it difficult to believe that I could have anything that you would want or that you are attracted to me."

I moved in a little closer to him, one hand unbuttoning his shirt and reaching inside so I could massage his chest. Then I replied quite softly with my lips close to his ear "I was very close to Jeff. He liked you and accepted you as his best friend. Consider me and what I offer you tonight as a gift from Jeff. The only thing that I ask, is that you continue to be his friend and to be my friend also. We will spend tonight together and I will leave in the morning. I have some unfinished business in town and I need to accomplish some things that you may consider weird. Tonight we will be lovers. I plan you to leave you memories of making love to me. Take your camera, put it on automatic exposure and aim it back towards the couch."

He stood and walked very stiffly over to the table and picked up his camera. He activated it and walked quickly back to the couch and sat down. I curled up next to him and gave my sexiest smile to the camera as I put my hand on his crotch. Click.

"Whose the sexiest woman that you have ever made love to?" I asked.

"Carolyn Jones", he replied.

I jerked up and replied "Really. You lucky dog, you."

He looked at me and said "Do you know her?"

I almost blew it. I replied "I gave her my high school training bras that she is still wearing. But enough of that. Do you like it when I run my hands across your chest?"

I didn't give him time to answer and started kissing his chest as I continued unbuttoning his shirt. I pulled his shirt from his trousers, slipped the shirt down his arms and tossed it on the floor. My tongue licked each nipple briefly knowing that they sent shivers down to his cock.

I leaned back and shook my shirt off. I had unbuttoned the shirt while I was fooling with him. My very full, naked breasts were exposed to him.

"Why don't you take some pictures of me before we get so busy that we forget about the camera?" I whispered.

I spent the next minute posing for him and then had him re-load the camera. We didn't want to waste any time reloading the camera with what I had planned next.

After I let him quit taking pictures, I let him take one of my nipples into his mouth. He kneaded my breasts as he sucked on me. I let his hand slid up my thigh to my crotch. Then I changed position long enough to remove my panties.

I laid on the sofa and guided his hand across my stomach and down to my most private area between my thighs, which I spread slightly for his benefit. He pushed his finger inside of , covering his finger with my juices. He moved his other hand from my breast and laid it on his cock's outline, pressing it there.

"See what you have done to me." He pulled down his trousers, releasing his cock so that he was standing naked in front of me.

I took his hand and started walking toward the bedroom. I stopped and got the camera, then continued to the bedroom, with Henry following me meekly. I wondered if he would follow me out to his mail box, with both of us undressed like this.

I pulled him onto the bed with me, that he was laying on top of me. I let him guide his cock to my already hot, wet pussy. As he penetrated me, I wrapped my knees around him, and he groaned in pleasure. My breasts shook with my movements. His strokes were long and hard; I let him move his body completely over mine as we slowly fucked.

I could squeeze my cunt muscles and contract them around his cock with my movements. He took a nipple in his mouth and teased it between his teeth, nipping it lightly, then harder. He settled down to a rhythm matching mine.

I was moaning as he pumped me slowly using long, smooth strokes, unbroken by her bucking underneath him.

He took a nipple in each hand and pinched them causing me to moan. Everytime his cock plunged inside me, I dug one of my fingernails slightly into his buttock.

He rode me as I twisted and turned beneath him. The sweat ran off his body onto my soaking wet body. Then he called out to me that he was going to come, and grabbed my ass and shoved his entire length into me, his climax roaring through him as he screamed from the pleasure.

He collapsed on top of me. I lay under his heavy body, my breathing as panting as his; as he shot his last drops into me. Then he pulled his cock from me gently, and whispered "Do you think the neighbors heard me?"

I snuggled up against him and said "If they didn't, they will hear you the next time. By the way, do you know what the Venus Butterfly is?"

"Never heard of it." he replied.

"I think that you will like this. Pucker your lips, drawing them tightly around your teeth. Then, keeping the tension up, form a small opening the diameter of a pencil between them. Place your pucker on my clitoris and move your tongue to the back of your mouth, forming a suction and drawing me in. Release the suction by moving your tongue forward again. Don't use your tongue and try to average between four and six reversals in direction per second." I said as I shifted position slightly. " Chapter 18 - Meeting Cheryl

I had Henry take me back to the hotel the next morning, making sure that everyone saw me kiss him good-bye as he dropped me off. The rumor mills would be working overtime with this one.

I took a long shower and slept most of the day. Then I changed into my jeans and blue blouse and drove over to Cheryl's house. I was sitting on the front porch swing when she came home from work.

As she got out of the car, she stared at me. I said "Hello, I am Jobeth."

She replied "The model that everyone is talking about. You spent the night with Henry. Why are you on my porch?"

I said quietly "Jeff was my lover and I became pregnant by him."

She took a long look at me and responded "You don't look pregnant and you sure don't look like any of his other girlfriends."

"I lost the baby when I heard about his death." I lied. "I came here to find out some answers and decide what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. I was doing my last gig and was going to come back here with Jeff to live here. After his death, I decided to come here anyway."

She looked at me and said "My man will be here shortly. I don't want him seeing you. He gets a hardon from watching Olive Oyl on the Popeye cartoons. If he saw you, I wouldn't be able to walk for a week. He knows about you. The whole town is talking about you. George's bar will be packed tonight with men waiting to see you and to try to pick you up."

"Why don't we get a six pack and drive around while we talk? My rented convertible is fun to drive." I said.

She took a long look at me and said "I don't know why you really are here and I am crazy for doing it, but let's go. Give me a couple of minutes to get out of this dress and into something comfortable."

We stopped and got a six pack and I drove while she guided me out to the lake. I knew how to get there but I let her tell me. It was one of her favorite places. We parked the car and walked over to the picnic area and sat on an old picnic table.

We popped a couple of beers and started sipping. She said quietly "He didn't do it."

"Rob the store?" I replied.

"Yep. You don't live with someone for ten years and not know them. He was framed but it's only my opinion against Ronnie Jackson's charges. Lying son-of-a-bitch. He used to hit on me while Jeff and I was married but I never told Jeff. He had a little temper and would have killed the bastard. Ronnie framed him when he discovered that Jeff was dead." she said taking a sip.

"I don't think he did it either. I was very surprised when I came here and found out about the charges.. What can we do to correct this injustice?" I asked.

"Not a fucking thing. Ronnie is the only one that really knows what occurred and it would take his confession to clear the charges." she said as she lit a cigarette.

"When did you start smoking?" I asked.

"I started about a month ago because my new boyfriend is a chain smoker and it helps to cover up his bad breath smell. How did you know that I just started?" she asked.

I had to think fast. I said "You don't have the look of a smoker. Got any ideals on how to expose Ronnie for the lying bastard that he is."

She took a deep drag and watched the smoke before she answered "He thinks that he is a ladies man. If you could get him to confess and tape it, that would do it."

"I will need your help. What should we do?" I quickly responded.

"Pop me another beer while I tell you everything that I know about him. Then we can see if we can develop a plan." she said.

We stopped and got another six pack. By this time, she had told me everything that she knew about Ronnie. I already knew most of it, but had to listen to it again. There were a couple of surprises where he had been messing with my women while they were my women.

Cheryl was getting drunk. We had the top down and were driving around as we drank beer. She really opened up to me and was telling me a lot of shit about Jeff. It is very amazing how different perspectives can be. I thought that we had an open marriage but some of the stuff that she was telling me, she never told me when I was living as Jeff. If she had said this shit that I was hearing now, we might still be married.

I took her home. I didn't go in because she didn't want me to meet her new boyfriend. As she got out of the car, she said "I am going to go in and blow the horny fuckhead so he will leave me alone tonight. I would invite you in but his cock will stay hard for a week after looking at you. You know, you got some nice damn boobs on you. Are they real? Never mind. I don't want to know. Just don't go pointing them around my house. Are you going to do what we planned tomorrow?"

I said "Yes. I will meet Ronnie and set something up for the following night. Then I will pick you up after work and we will set up the area where we want to take him."

She looked at me and said "I like you. I think that you would have made Jeff happy. You know, I still love that damn dickhead. It took me a long time after our divorce to find that out. When I did, he wouldn't give me the opportunity to discuss it with him. I hurt him. I hurt him bad. And I didn't mean to. It was only a little flirtation with someone that I was working with at that time. I got mad when he found out and refused to back down. I wish that I had taken the opportunity to tell him that I was sorry and wanted to re-try our marriage."

I watched her get out of my car and walk over to her house. I waited until she went inside and then I drove back to my hotel. I started to go into the lounge and get a last drink before turning in, but from the door, I noticed that the lounge was packed with men. Apparently they were waiting on me. I went upstairs and went to bed.

I put on a blouse and pair of shorts combination outfit that showed my body off. Then I went over to the supermarket where I used to be the assistant manager. I checked the parking lot and saw Ronnie's car before I went in. I got a basket and started picking up groceries as if I had a stove and fridge to put them in. It only took about two minutes before Ronnie managed to position himself in the aisle that I was going down. I knew that he would find someway to talk to me before I got out of here.

"Excuse me, where are your drink mixes?" I asked.

"Next aisle over. Let me show you." he said with his best greasy smile.

As we walked, he said "We don't get many attractive strangers in town. You must be the Playboy model that Brown Realty is showing around town."

I replied "I never made it into Playboy. When they saw my prelim shots, they decided that most people would think that my body had been surgically augmented and airbrushed to look so good. They want the sexy girl next-door look, not the sex-goddess look."

He paused to look at my boobs before he replied "Their loss. And also the loss to the public. Are you going to be in town long?"

"A couple more weeks while I look around. I am seriously thinking about buying a farm here and starting a low-key nudist colony."

He coughed and then said "Excellent ideal. This area needs a place to explore human needs. I have been a proponent of nudism for several years and look forward to you opening a local establishment. By the way, my name is Ron Jackson. I have some places in mind that I don't think the Realtor will show you. I would love to show those places to you at your pleasure."

I paused as if I was thinking about his ideal and said "I have some commitments for this afternoon. How about tomorrow evening and I would like to take you out to supper for being so nice to me."

I knew that he would go back into his office and beat his meat after that suggestion. His face lit up and he said "Three pm at your hotel?"

I said "Bring a couple of bottles of wine. Bye." and walked off.

********* That evening, Cheryl was waiting on me and had a cooler for the beer. We drove out to the lake and talked over what I had accomplished today. After a couple of beers, she suggested that we drive over to a country road that she knew about and go for a walk.

We parked the car where she suggested. I knew the place as the old Wagner place that was up for sale when I went on my vacation. We parked the car and I followed her down a path to a hill. We sat on the hill looking down on the farmlights as she said "Soon you'll be seeing that people tend to behave pretty much the same way in the country. Wagners sold their farm to some rich city folks. Most of us locals know about their parties. Marvin brought me up here once and I got turned on by watching them. He doesn't know that I have been back here several times since then. I get excited just trying to guess what kind of action I'm going to see. Every once in awhile, a couple of women will come into the bedroom and do a 69 on each other. But my favorite is watching a hot fucking and sucking session. They fuck almost every night. Ronnie knows about this place but he can't get an invite. They got better taste than to invite him. If you can convince him that this is the sort of place that you want to set up, he will kiss the preacher's ass and confess to being involved in Lincoln's assignation."

We sat up on the hill and watched the sun go down while we drank beer. Then we slipped down the hill to the farm. I must've been out of my mind to agree to accompany Cheryl tonight.

"This couple knows how to fuck." Cheryl whispered. "I've seen this couple before. They are relatives of the owners. They'll do a sixty-nine before they fuck. They always have before, anyhow, and I hope you'll enjoy that. He has a big cock, and I wouldn't mind sucking him off some day. I guess I'd better shut up and just watch, huh?"

I didn't answer. I was pleased that Cheryl had decided to shut up. We were too close to their bedroom.

The man and woman were already in the bedroom. He was young, tall, handsome, and had a big cock. She had big hips, a beautiful face, and her nipples were very long. I would have fucked her when I was Jeff. But now that I am Jobeth, I would have fucked them both.

The woman was sucking his cock. Cheryl whispered. "He will eat her out before they fuck. She will tease him and keep him hard. I wish that I had his dick up my pussy."

I was watching the woman suck his balls as she jacked him off. She was swallowing the whole cock and from where we were watching, I could see her cheeks bulge out.

Cheryl said "Jeff was shy about eating me out. Did he get over it when he met you?"

I thought quickly and said "Most men like to do whatever I want."

She whispered "If I had a body like yours, he would still be sucking on my titties and would never know that I had a pussy. Look what they are doing now."

The woman was performing anilingus upon her man. The man pulled his legs up until his thighs were touching his chest. The woman licked all over the anal region in ever smaller circles, getting closer and closer to his puckered asshole. We had a perfect view, and I heard Cheryl say "She has her tongue buried in his asshole. Marvin likes to ream my asshole like that and I love it."

I wasn't surprised by her words. I knew that she had some sexual desires that I had never been able to fill. This was a strange side of the woman that I had been married to for years. I quietly asked "Did you ever cheat on Jeff?"

"When I loved him, I never thought about another man. However, when we started having problems, that was another matter. I considered that to be my own business then and now." Cheryl said very quietly.

The man was fucking the woman after she'd got on her back. One of his hands was kneading one tittie. The man sucked on the nipple and took most of the breast into his mouth.

"I don't think that there is anything that feels as good as a good tittie suck, Jobeth. Only thing is that men get so involved with their cocks that they don't really know how to please a woman." she said quietly.

He quit the breasts and started sucking the pussy as she parted her legs. He tongued her pussy. She jumped, but he held onto her titties. He used his mouth and tongue on her ass as she'd sucked his ass. His ass was high in the air, his prick poking, and my attention was concentrated upon his hard cock. I was getting very horny being a voyeur.

Cheryl looked at me and whispered "You may laugh at me but this is the best sex that I get. Marvin has a constantly hard cock, but he doesn't know how to use it. Jeff didn't know how to use his cock with me. It is always slam-blam fuck you and turn over to go to sleep. My sex life is tame enough to be included in Reader's Digest. I envy you. You have a beautiful face and a body that everyone lusts after. They won't fuck you the way that they fuck me. I wish that I could trade bodies with you and show you what it is like to be a normal woman."

I whispered back "You would not like being a sex object. They don't take the time to know me. They only see my body. I would like to have sex with someone that wanted me and not my body."

The man pulled his tongue from her asshole and began cunnilingus with her legs over his shoulders while her ass wriggled in the air. Cheryl said "let's go around to the other bedroom."

We walked around the house in the dark and were soon peeking into another bedroom where another couple were getting it on. This man had a small dick and this woman had some sagging tits. She was giving a head job to the man.

"I was hopping that we could see some lezzies go at it. These couples are here all the time. Have you ever had sex with a woman?" she asked.

I paused and said "Yes. It was some of the best sex that I ever had."

She looked at me in the dim light and said "What did you ever see in Jeff? I can see dumb old country girl me falling for his line of shit, but you are several classes beyond him."

I didn't reply. I pretended to be absorbed by the man moving from between her legs to her titties. The woman's head was bobbing as she performed the blow job.

"God, do I enjoy being ate. It's really great to have a tongue and lips working away down there. A sucking tongue is better than any prick. I love to have my cunt and clit sucked by females as well as by men." she whispered.

I whispered back "Show me where we are going to bring Robbie."

I followed Cheryl back to the small barn that was behind some trees, where it couldn't be seen from the house. Inside were some horses and a small bedroom that was used as a guest house. Cheryl didn't turn the light on until we were inside and the door was closed behind us. She said "Let him show you what he wants to show you, knowing that it is only so he can get you someplace where he can get you into bed. Keep him wishing and then tell him that the Realtor showed you this farm from the top of the hill, hinting that it would be available within a year. Bring him down the hill and watch some of the nightly fucking. Then bring him back here, where I will have a camcorder set up. Then all you have to do, is figure out how to make him confess. One way is to convince him that you would move in with him, if he had more money. Suggest that he can't get his hands on money with his job. See if he brags about ripping off the store and blaming on Jeff."

I looked around the bedroom and looked at Cheryl "Ok. Let's do a rehearsal. You be Ronnie."

She smiled and leered as she said "Ok, babe. I got the biggest cock in town or think that I do. I am doing you a favor by fucking you." Then she laughed.

I took my blouse off, and dropped it on a chair. I was not wearing a bra. She looked at me and said "They are real."

I replied "I also like to do 69s with women." as I stepped out of my shorts and shoes. I stood before her naked. I slowly walked over to her and took her hand and pressed it against my boob. It was all she needed to put her into action. She kissed me, her tongue searching my mouth as her hands explored my body.

Then she undressed. She was one of the few natural blondes that I had ever seen. When she was younger, she was very beautiful. She was tall and slender, her ass was full and still firm, and her legs were long and shapely. Her tits were about medium-sized, round and firm, and riding high on her chest, with just a little sag. We turned out the lights and laid down on the bed.

She looked at me and said "Why me?"

I pulled her lips to my boob and replied "I will tell you before I leave town. Until then, just trust me."

Cheryl caressed and kissed my boobs and said "You don't have a big of sag and your body is so firm. I wish that my skin was as smooth as your skin is."

I slipped one hand under and gently stroked her cuntal lips with the tips of my fingers. "I was hoping when I saw you last night that you were bisexual."

"I discovered it late in life. I tried to hide it but then wound up drunk with my cousin. She was fat but she could really eat me. I discovered that it's something extra to enjoy. I like to eat pussy, as well as have mine eaten, and I like to enjoy myself in several ways." she responded as I stroked her smooth thighs lovingly, trailing my finger tips gently up and down the cool sensitive flesh.

She closed her eyes as I began fondling her breasts. The nipples were very pointed and sensitive. They became erect immediately and I rolled each hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I trailed my hands very gently down along her slowly squirming body, parted her legs, and caressed her clit.

I gradually increased the pressure of my fingers on the outer cuntal lips, parting the curling hairs, then gently rubbing the inner lips, and gently playing with the entrance of her vagina. I slowly massaged the inner lips and the entire area around her clitoris. That sensitive organ was erect, long since having left the hood that hid it in its quiescent state, having being aroused by the stimulation of my fingers and the mild friction between the hood and the clitoris.

I eased the tip of my finger into the hot slippery opening of her vagina. I slowly shoved the middle finger on my right hand deep into her hungry pussy and began finger-fucking her. I found the whole area slippery with the her juices of anticipated excitant. I made sure that her pubic hairs were parted back from her moist cuntal lips using the slippery fluids to moisten them and paste them back. I spread the slippery, soft lips and traced a fingertip from episium to clitoris.

Shoving a finger into her wet cunt, I probed deep, as she clamped her inner muscles around my probing finger, hunching forward to meet my finger. I moved my slippery finger higher and flipped her erect clit. Cheryl was breathing hard and gritted her teeth to keep from moaning as my finger jabbed with quickening pace. I inserted another finger now, jabbing hard, probing deep, at the same time making contact with her stiffened clitoris. I knew that her passion-button would be extremely sensitive now

As I watched her squirm on my fingers, I was very aware now that I was a woman, of the way that her body was reacting from where my sexual stimulation produced a series of changes in almost every part of her body. I could tell that her heart was beating faster resulting in her pulse quickening, her blood pressure rising, and she would have an increased flow of blood to her cunt. If I had known back then what caused so much pleasure within a woman's body, I would have been busy every night, with women lined up outside my door, waiting on me.

She moaned and moved with my finger, clamping down on it with her inner cunt muscles. She was hunching my caressing fingers and I knew what she was ready for. I pulled my hand from her quivering pussy lips, got her on her back, put my head between her knees, and grasped her ass with each hand. Cheryl gasped as she felt my hot breath and equally hot mouth on her cunt. My tongue darted in, swabbed the walls of her palpitating twat, then went to her stiffened clit. The vaginal fluids tasted both sweet and salty. Although I had ate her when we were married, I never got at much pleasure at doing it as I was not. Her taste was not bad at all.

"Oh god, it feels so marvelous. You know how to please a woman." Cheryl said softly as my lips circled her hot-spot and started greedy sucking her sensitive clit. She let out a little cry as an orgasm gripped her body. She quaked violently as racking spasms seized control of her body. She pressed her cunt down against my face, moaning with pleasure. Wave after wave of blissful pleasure spread throughout her entire being as she suddenly went limp.

She was pulling my pussy to her face when I heard the noise. I stopped and listened. It was a car coming. It took a moment to get Cheryl listening too. We stopped and dressed in the dark as the car pulled up to the barn. We heard two cardoors slam. Then we heard them talking.

"Your husband doesn't mind you having sex with animals." said a man.

A woman responded "My husband and I quit having sex together four years ago. If it wasn't for the legal problems and losing his grandfather's estate, we would be divorced now. We discovered that we could tolerate each other when we were having sex with others. At first, it was prostitutes or whoever I picked up. Then we started attending orgies. Our names almost wound up in the newspaper one week after a rather unfortunate accident and we decided to move to the country to have our own place. I discovered by accident that a cock is a cock. However not all cocks are created equal. Here we are. Here's my baby."

They were in the barn now. We had put out clothes on quietly and we opened the door so that we could see them. It was the second couple that we had seen. She was the older woman with the sagging tits. She entered a stall and then led a pony out and into an adjoining stall. She had several rope harnesses in place in this stall that she quickly used to secure the pony. Then she pushed some hay bales under the pony and put a blanket on the bales. She pulled her dress over her head and wiggled under the excited pony, while the man sat down on a hay bale.

She placed her crotch almost directly under the end of the pony's stiff shaft and wriggled her ass until the big cockhead was resting against her cuntal lips. She grasped the cock with both hands as she wriggled a little more, hunched upward, and four or five inches of the pony's prick slipped into her pussy. She began making fucking motions, lurching upward ever higher, soon taking seven or eight inches on each upward thrust.

I could see that the pony was tied so that he couldn't make thrusts of his own. The woman could control the depth of her penetration. The man was sitting there watching her thrusting titties and her cunt taking the several inches of the pony's long cock.

Her buttocks bounced and wriggled wildly, as she hunched at least eight inches of the pony's stiff cock embedded in her cunt. I could see the dark shaft of hard pony cock probing deep into her pussy again and again.

Within minutes the pony ejaculated. The woman had another orgasm as she swiftly fucked herself up and down on the spurting cock. The thick white sperm overflowed her cunt, oozing out around the fat pony cock. She moaned loudly as the cum dripped in huge gobs onto the blanket under her ass.

The woman withdrew the cock and stood naked. Sweat was glistening on her body. She took the lit cigarette from the man and took a drag as she said "You see now why I said that no man could ever satisfy me. I control him. I have him whenever I want. I have him as often as I want. I don't have to kiss him. I don't have to listen to his corny jokes. He doesn't put me down. He accepts me for what I am. A cunt. No, Ralph, I like sex with you but I don't want any involvement. Just pure sex. Are you going to fuck Helen tomorrow night when the other members get here?"

As she pulled her dress back on, he replied "No, I divorced her five years ago and she joined our little group with her new husband. I thought that she was a lousy lay then and I am not going to waste my time on her now."

She laughed and they walked back to the car.

Cheryl looked at me and whispered "I have never seen anything like that. But I can't blame her. If I knew anyone that had a cock like that, I would be letting it fuck me every chance I could. Do you want to undress again and continue?"

"No, I don't want to press our luck until after we clear Jeff's name. Then we can relax and pick up where we left off." I said.

We left the barn and walked back to where we had left the car.

Ronnie came to the hotel to pick me up. I had him wait for a few minutes in the lobby even though I was already. When I walked across the lobby, he couldn't keep his eyes off of me. Rather, that is, he couldn't keep his eyes off of the two parts of my body that was bouncing.

I was dressed as the most voluptuous woman that I could be. I was wearing shorts to show off my legs and a little half halter top that exposed my waist and emphasized my boobs. I made sure that my voice when talking to Ronnie was a sultry, feminine sound that dripped sex. I took time with my makeup making sure that I had the dark, bewitching eyes of a seductress, adorned with long black lashes and smoldering, sexy eye shadows. My sensuous lips were those of a professional call girl, flawlessly lined and coated with a thick, glossy pink lipstick. I applied an expensive, very feminine perfume. My nails glistened with glossy pink polish. I carried with me, a little overnight bag with a change of clothes and shoes.

He was all gentleman as he escorted me to his car. For the next two hours, he drove me around, showing me different pieces of property that I knew were not up for sale. I kept easing him over to the side of town that I wanted to be on when it got dark. He kept trying to come up with a reason that we should go back to his place. Just as it was about to turn dark, I said "It's going to be full moon tonight. I like lying on the grass, looking at the full moon. Do you like that too?"

He took the bait. "I sure do. Let's go over to the lake and watch the moon reflect on the lake."

As he drove, I knew that the turnoff was coming up next. I said "I don't want to go to the lake. Turn at the next road and let's find a place to park the car and let's go find a hillside. I brought a sheet with me."

He controlled the urge to speed up and turned where I wanted him to. The first place to park was not where I wanted to stop and I found an objection so he drove to the next place, which was where I wanted to leave the car. We got out of the car and I strode off, leaving him to catch up to me. We walked to the hill and sat down, watching the sun go down. He kept putting the make on me and I finally said "I would like to have sex with you tonight, but you are coming on just a little too strong. Just relax, enjoy the moment and within the next hour or two, we will fulfill each other's desire."

That calmed him down. We talked for awhile and then it was dark enough to proceed. I stood, took his hand and said "Let's go exploring and let's see if we can find some place to have sex."

He held onto my hand we walked down to the farmhouse. He came up with all sorts of objections to going to the farmhouse. I convinced him to shut up and to get closer. When we were close enough to see naked people, he shut up and edged closer.

They were having a foursome. The pony woman was sucking some new man's cock and a black woman with big, heavy sagging tits was taking it doggy style when we first started watching. After five minutes of different fuck/sucking, I took Ronnie hand and led him away. He hesitated a moment because he was getting interested in the spectacle that we were watching. As we entered the barn, I told him "I believe in anything goes and I like it rough. The rougher it is, the more that I participate. I brought a change of clothes in case this set doesn't make it through the night. Do you think that little old you can rape me?"

"I will take it anyway that I can get it." he said.

As I entered the room that Cheryl had the camcorder hid in, I slapped him and said loudly "Fuck off. I don't care how long you hold me hostage, I am not going to have sex with you."

A small dribble of blood was on his lip where I gave him a solid smack. He rubbed it with his hand and looked at it. Then he backhanded me, knocking me on the floor. "Bitch. Do that again and I will kick your ass good."

I made a swing at his leg with my arm which he easily dodged as I screamed "Leave me alone. Let me go."

He circled me as he said quietly "Come here, baby...let Ronnie see that sweet pussy of yours!"

"You son of a bitch!" I screamed as I lunged at him. He easily defended himself against my attack, grabbing my forearms and holding me still. As I fought in vain to free myself from his grasp, knowing that his attention was focused on my breasts jiggling wildly; and that he already had a hard cock. I saw the cock straining against his trousers.

"Don't even think about it. Call me a taxicab. I want to go home." I threatened.

"Take your clothes off, baby," Ronnie said condescendingly.

"Not in your fucking lifetime!" I screamed. "You fucking horny bastard."

"Come on, you're my woman, now and you had better get used to it."

"I don't belong to anyone. I only go to bed with men. That means that you won't get to fuck me. Go find your own personal sex toy?" I said as I got up and slapped him hard, but he barely flinched.

"If you weren't so gorgeous, I would knock your teeth in. Now take your clothes off before I take them off of you." he finished.

"Like hell! "You really think I'm going to have sex with you?" I crossed my breasts in defiance.

Ronnie answered. "You should be thanking me. You are going to get the best sex you ever had and you are going to learn to give me sex when I want it."

I began to walk out of the door. "Keep that cock in your pants, you bastard. I am leaving."

"Okay, bitch, we'll do this the hard way..." he said firmly, grabbing me. I beat on him with my fists, but it had no effect on him as he ripped my blouse off.

When my boobs burst in view, he stared at them. Just long enough for me to land a semi-hard punch to his jaw that almost floored him. His reaction was to kick my feet out from under me and then jerk my shorts off. I kicked at him and caught him in the ribs hard enough to make him grunt.

He tossed my body onto the bed and fell atop me. Ronnie held me pinned as he managed to pull off his own clothing.

"I will pay you to let me go." I yelled, helpless against his strength as he pinned me.

"You are going to get fucked and there is nothing that you can do. Now spread them.'" Ronnie was fully naked now, and as I squirmed under his hard body, it brought his erection to its engorged hardness. I struggled but Ronnie easily overpowered me. He managed to get my legs apart and rolled between them, wedging them open.

"I'm fucking you, so you better make things easy on yourself. I will tie you up and fuck your ass until you are raw or you let me fuck your pussy." he grunted as he struggled with my arms and squirming legs.

I quit squirming and said "This is rape. Nonconsensual sex. I don't want to get hurt and let you fuck me once. But you have to let me go when we finish." I said angrily, looking at the erect penis that he was rubbing against my belly.

Ronnie moaned with pleasure. "Oh, yes, you can go home. Just one time." As he pressed the hard penis against me, I laid back and spread my thighs wide.

"I can't believe I'm here with you and letting you do this," I said. "Where is your decency? You said you had a house to show me."

"You have the best tits that I have ever seen. If your pussy is anything like the rest of your body, it would be worth going to jail just to fuck you." Ronnie answered lustfully. "Just relax, and enjoy yourself."

Ronnie took position between my widespread legs and aimed his sexual missile at my unwilling receptacle. I jumped as I felt the head of his hot, slippery cock press against my vaginal lips. Ronnie humped his cock steadily into my warm, wet tight pussy.

"It hurts. I can't let you do this to me." I cried out, beating against him with my fists. "Let me go!"

"No chance, baby," Ronnie answered firmly as he continued to push into me.

"You...you fucking bastard..." I cursed.

Finally, he was all the way inside me. "God, babe, you have one tight pussy." he said. "Tell me how wonderful my cock feels."

"Get it over with," I said, as he began to pump in and out. I tried to not show any of the pleasure that I was feeling from his cock inside me.

"Come on, baby," Ronnie moaned, his eyes closed. "You have a hot pussy. It feels so good to my big cock." as he rammed inside me. His hips were moving faster, driving his cock into me even harder.

I could not help myself. I moaned and dug my fingernails into his back as I groaned. "Ohhhh god. I don't want to enjoy this, but it feels so good."

"I told you that you wanted me. You like it, don't you bitch?" he grunted.

"No..." I grunted as my breathing grew deeper and louder. My body had began to match his pumping rhythm. I dug hard into his back with my fingernails to show the passion that I was feeling.

"Tell me that you want me. Tell me that you are a horny bitch." he grunted.

"Fuck you!" she continued, failing miserably in her attempt to conceal what she was feeling, "you fucking asshole. Damn you. You had better enjoy this because I am gonna kill your ass. God, that feels so good. " My voice trailed off, lost in the orgasmic pleasure building within me. I moaned, low and sensuously.

"Say it again, bitch" he asked, teasing me.

"yeah, right there. Ohhhh god. That feels so good. fuck, keep on fucking, you fucking bastard."

He increased the speed of his pumping, pulling up slightly in order to put more pressure against my clitoris. "Ohhh..." I moaned, immediately responding to the change. I began to rhythmically tighten my ass to push my hips up into his thrusts.

"Good, ain't I baby," Ronnie teased.

"No..." I moaned, feeling the beginnings of an orgasm.

He said. "Tell me that you want it or I will pull it our now. You want my cock, don't you?"

I moaned louder as he pumped me harder, losing myself in the ecstasy as I yielded to him like a bitch in heat wanting him inside me more and more with each passing second.

"Yes...you bastard..." I groaned between heavy, sharp gulps of air.

Ronnie picked up his pace, and the loud, wet hard slap of his sweaty balls filled the air. "More, yes, yes, " I said, encouraging him to continue as I felt the fire building inside me.

I held his ass tightly as he pounded into me. His hips gyrated madly, ramming his long tool into my hot, wet vagina .

I was ready to cum. I felt my vagina clamp down hard around his still- pumping cock, and my muscles began to push. I lost contact with what I was supposed to be doing with him as the climax hit me. Every nerve in my body exploded, unable to contain the fire within me. My pussy gushed, and my hot cum flooded both their crotches, running out onto her thighs and his balls. My vagina spasmed as wave after wave of erotic intensity came crashing in.

He was still ramming into me, and was near orgasm as he said "I'm cumming, baby,".

His face contorted and his eyes slammed shut, and I felt his thighs become as tense as steel. He rammed his throbbing cock deep into me one last time, and I gripped his ass hard, holding him against me. I could feel the cock pulse involuntarily inside my pussy as it sprayed his hot, salty load into me.

He began to breathe again, relaxing as his orgasm died away and he laid on top of me. After a few moments, I felt his penis begin to shrink back to normal inside me.

I said. "I did enjoy it but we can't do this again. I only sleep with people that have money that they spend on me."

"I've got money." he said taking the bait.

"Supermarket managers don't have any money. What are you going to do? Spend store money on me?" I teased.

"Don't worry about it. I can get money from the store anytime I want it." he said.

"Sure, Mr. Big Talk. Everyone talks big but very few know how to back up their words with action."

"Listen, I recently ripped my store off for ten thousand dollars. When my co-manager died suddenly, I blamed the thief on him. I still have the money in a bank in Columbus." he laughed.

I started stroking his soft cock as I said "You are making this up. Tell me how you did it."

His mind wasn't thinking. As I slowly stroked him and smiled at him, he blabbed how he obtained the money and some other rip-offs that he was doing on his store that hadn't been caught yet.

Chapter 19 - The Hot-tub

"May I join you?"

"Of course you can." Cheryl smiled dreamily up at me as she relaxed in the hot-tub. She was submerged to her armpits; the warm, water flowing around her bare arms, lapped against the curves and slopes of her floating breasts.

"I have been looking forward to this all afternoon." I shed my jeans and blouse. I had fucked Ronnie one more time last night and then we left the barn. Cheryl came by the hotel early the next morning and I drove us to Columbus, where we requested a meeting with the head of security for the supermarket chain that Ronnie worked for. We showed him films from the two camcorders that Cheryl had been operating. The security chief was very interested in the film. He was also interested in the part where Ronnie described his thefts. He obtained this room for us and requested that we stay overnight, then meet with the chain management in the morning. Cheryl called her job and requested another day off and we were relaxing in the room.

Cheryl simply nodded. She had made a pillow out of a folded towel, stretched out in the long tub's glorious steaming pool, and now the warmth and delicious buoyant comfort took her close to sleep.

"This is nice. I have to find a boyfriend that has one of these." Cheryl murmured. My eyes were closed, but I felt the water flow past me when Cheryl stepped over the edge and sat down. The water's subtle push set my breasts bobbing just beneath the surface, it felt like impossibly gentle hands cupping me, supporting, caressing me. I straightened my legs and extended them on each side of Cheryl, who now lay back against the tub's other end.

We gazed silently at each other as I watched Cheryl splashed her chest till it gleamed with bath oil, watched the water run in bright tracks down between her breasts, saw her nipples change from pale pink to the color of a deep red rose. With a grin I tickled Cheryl's pussy with my toe-tip.

Cheryl leaned over the edge of the hot-tub and reached for her cigarettes. "We did it. Jeff is cleared of all charges now. Are you going to move to our town?"

"No." I said.

"I didn't think that you would either. You just came here to clear Jeff, didn't you?"

"I didn't know he was in trouble until I came here." I said relaxing from the warmth of the water.

We soaked quietly for a few moments then Cheryl said "Who are you?"

I used the classic lawyer answer and answered with a question. "Who do you think I am?"

"If I believed in reincarnation, I would say that you are Jeff. But I don't believe in reincarnation. Your body is too good and real to be his body modified by a plastic surgeon. I don't know who you are and after what you did to clear Jeff, I don't really care. I accept you for who you say you are. I just want to know the truth someday." she said as she puffed on the smoke.

Chapter 20 - The rest of my story

I have been a woman for over two years now. When I first discovered how wonderful sex was, I was a very wanton woman. I couldn't get enough sex and was spreading my legs for anything that looked good. And a lot of stuff looked good. I had more sex in that two year period than most people have in a normal life.

Something was missing from my life but I didn't know what it was. Then I met Mike. Mike is a very solid built man that has a tremendous sexual appetite. He can maintain his hard-on for about four hours and likes to have sex at least three times a day. And he knows how to please me, to keep me on edge, to make me feel so wonderful inside.

Serena was my bridesmaid. I had met the man that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Only I knew that I couldn't. So I decided to spend as much time as I could with him.

After the wedding, Mike was very surprised at first when some of my sisters came to stay with us for awhile. I am not selfish and shared my hunk of a man with my sisters. A threesome with the right people can be very fantastic.

And did I tell you the best news about myself? I am four months pregnant.

Serena was right about a lot of things. I have changed. I enjoy who I am now. I enjoy the difference in my life and my physical build. I enjoy being a woman. I enjoy being Mike's woman.

Chapter 21 - Mike's Editorial

My name is Mike. Several years back, I met a wonderful woman who I fell in love with. She was the most beautiful woman that I ever saw in my life. And she was mine. All mine. The world's most beautiful body combined with the most beautiful face. She was the only woman that I ever had sex with, that could give me as good sex as I knew I was giving her. Doctors have told me that I have an abnormal sex drive and most women cannot keep up with me for more than a couple of nights. But with her, it was different. We fitted each other and satisfied each other's needs,

We spent almost twenty years married to each other. She gave birth to my three children. The oldest girl is Jo's twin. Except that Jo has a bigger bust line and has not aged at all in our marriage.

After five years of marriage and one child, I was amazed at Jo's ability to maintain her looks and body. After ten years of marriage and three children, I was very confused. And angry because things were not normal with her. I was growing older and so were the kids. She wasn't.

After almost twenty years of marriage, she told me that she would have to leave me someday. She said that she would slip out the door and not come back. She said that I shouldn't feel bad about it because it was something that she had to do. She said that people were beginning to talk about how unusual it was that she was so young and beautiful looking after all these years. She said that she had to leave so that the children and I could have a normal life. She said that where ever she went, that she would always love me and think about me.

Somehow I knew that she was telling me the truth and that she would do this. I cried. I buried my head between her fantastic breasts and cried. She held me closely and that night told me a fantastic story. This story. I didn't write it all down at once and only wrote this for the kids so that they would know the real story behind their mother. She left me the next day while I was sleeping.

I went looking for her. I roamed the swamp looking for the cabin. I went to her old hometown and looked at the memorial crypt for Jeff Daniels. I talked to Jeff's ex-wife and some of Jeff's high school friends. I tried to find Serena and Robie and Anh-Lee but they had moved with no forwarding addresses.

I only have this journal of her story. I have some other memories of her that I may put into the rest of her journal some day. There's more to The Rest of Her Story chapter, but I couldn't write it at this time. I will never forget it and will someday sit down and finish what I know of her adventures. But right now, I just can't do it. I have to take a break. I have to learn to live my life without her.

It hurts. I look at Alice, who is our oldest girl. Jo wanted to name her after a dear departed friend and I never found out until the end, who Alice was named for. Alice is eighteen and just graduated from high school. The local high school boys hang around my house because Alice is built and looks a lot like her mom. Except her mom was several bra sizes bigger. Alice's breasts are more normal sized.

I remember the other stories that Jo told me. About her first time with a man. About the week that she spent as the football team mascot. About the wet t-shirt contest that she won at Daytona Beach. About the modeling job that she was offered. About how she turned down a million dollar offer from Playboy magazine. About the time that she returned to her old home town and made love to her ex-best friend and to her ex- wife's current husband. About how mad her ex-wife got at her and tried to kill her.

I remember the times that her friends came to visit and we shared our bedrooms with them. I remember my cock buried in Serena's well lubricated vagina while Serena's face was buried between Jo's legs. I remember Anh-Lee's legs wrapped around my waist as she rode my cock and I carried her up the stairs. I remember the time Serena, Jo and Robie blind-folded me and had me guess whose lips were wrapped around my cock. I remember the time that Jo and I tried to convince Diana that my cock was better than her dildo.

She did have an extra power from the Fountain. Like most powers, it took five years before she became aware of it's existence. I wasn't aware of it until about three years before she left me. That power and what she was able to do with it, is almost a story in itself that will also have to wait until I have the time to put it on paper.

I have lots of memories and will sit down someday to write them. I know that Jo is out there and somewhere, someplace, someone is with her now. To that person, I ask that they take care of my woman. That they show her the respect that she deserves. I ask that when they find time, that they write and tell me about her. About what she is doing. About what she has learned in her search. I do not have access to Internet and have asked an old fishing buddy to put this story on the network. If you know what Jo is doing, please write me care of my friend's address. He will forward it to me. You see, I have bought a motorcycle and am looking around the world for her.

The End