Message-ID: <4904eli$9710161145@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: vickietern@aol.com (VickieTern) Subject: New TG: Fury 3/37 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19971016130200.JAA10466@ladder02.news.aol.com> Hell Hath No Fury Part 3 of 37 ================================ (c) Darkside@nym.alias.net If you are'nt legally entitled to read this. Don't ------------------------------------------------------------------ 3. Curse ========= I awoke after what seemed a heavy sleep in my hotel room to find 'Kat' looking very concerned. Standing over me was a swarthy cop and what looked to be a doctor. 'He seems to be none the worse for his abduction' The doctor said (Abduction!!!!) 'Thank God, Thank God you're safe' Kat cried. 'What happened?' 'You were abducted from the hotel a day ago when you went downstairs to try and order some champagne,' The Policeman explained 'That's right our phone wasn't working' 'We think it was organ thieves but the doctor here says you are in fine health apart from a temperature which is understandable in the circumstances' 'You're back know and that's all that matters' cried my Kat 'If we find out anything else we will be in touch' And with that the cop and the doctor left The next day I was feeling much worse, the slight fever had grown into a sweaty agonising malaise that permeated every part of me. My ever faithful wife gave me water at hourly intervals which did ease the dehydration somewhat but gave only temporary relief. Kat wanted to sleep in the same bed but I insisted she sleep apart because I didn't want to disturb her rest as well, and besides it could be catching. Morning came at last and with it a small parcel and a note. 'This is strange. It is addressed to you,' Kat said. In my state I could only say 'what's it say' She opened the parcel and a small bottle fell out, as did a letter. Kat read the letter out loud. 'Hello old friend and lover Remember me? I bet you do. I am the one whose life you completely destroyed three years ago when you left me. Oh sure the old 'I can't Marry you I don't love you' excuse may work on some but not on me.' 'Elizabeth!' I croaked. 'Just In case you haven't told your darling Kat about me, my name is Dr Elizabeth Bexley and I was engaged to your husband about three years ago. He jilted me at the altar on the best day of my life. After that I fell apart, and if it wasn't for my family I think I would have killed myself in grief and dispair. So angry was my father about your actions he sold his hospital and used the money to plough into vengeance on you and any woman who would be your wife. You may remember the last thing I said to you when you walked out. It was 'You will Marry Me'. I knew that wedlock was out of the question as it is impossible to force anyone to love, but I also had to make those words come true. Another meaning to the word Marry is to become one with, and that is the direction from which my vengeance would come. But I am digressing. My father and I ploughed millions into research into a drug which will re-write the DNA of whatever it was introduced to, and three years later we succeeded. The reason why you are feeling so unwell is the withdrawal symptoms of a narcotic which we injected into you. 'She's mad' Kat breathed in terror. 'Go on' I croaked. 'The only thing that can relieve these symptoms are the pills which are enclosed in this parcel.' 'Give me one now' I rasped, 'Not yet -- she goes on' Kat replied distantly as if in dread. 'These pills contain ten doses of my DNA drug that will cause a change in you after each pill. I thought for ages trying to work out what DNA would replace your own. I did consider Kat's DNA, and up until a few days ago intended that you would slowly turn into your wife. The conflict of the needs of your addiction against the horror of becoming your wife would be my vengeance.' 'It was then I thought of those last words of mine. I had thought of giving Kat the drug and she would become me, but where is the punishment in that. Therefore the DNA contained in those pills is my own. So in its own horrible way you will marry me by becoming me. My legs, My body, yes even my breasts and vagina will become your own.' A gasp of horror came from Kat, her voice trembled as she read the rest. 'You will find it impossible to resist the pangs for this drug as your body becomes slowly weaker each hour it is without it. If I know you, around two days is the most you will be able to stand without taking a pill.' 'There is one glimmer of hope for you. You have 10 days after taking the final pill to find the antidote, if you manage it you will become yourself again, if not then I am afraid that you will find my reflection very familiar.' 'I am deeply sorry for Kat but maybe she will meet another more deserving man when this is all over because sadly you will no longer be one.' Dr Elizabeth Bexley(the original). 'No no no no no' was all that Kat was saying 'It's a bluff -- she's completely mad' I said. Pure force of will had given me strength. 'What if she isn't ' 'She must be because if she's telling the truth our life together is over before it has even begun' 'Don't say that. I love you for you not the body you have' 'Yeah right -- what about me? I love you I waited a year to have you. I am male I was born Male and I was meant to marry you' 'You can adjust' 'No I can't. You're used to having tits. How would you feel if the position was reversed?' 'I don't know, but the question is moot until we know for sure' 'How?' 'Take one of the pills' 'What!' My body cried out for a tablet but my mind resisted with all my will. But it was a one sided battle. 'OK let me choose one' Kat Offered On closer inspection each pill had a tiny number from 1-10 on it. They were white and resembled aspirin. 'I think number three is a good place to start' 'Not one?' She said 'No that's too obvious -- pass me the water' I asked Kat I swallowed the pill. Almost straight away the symptoms subsided and I felt normal again. 'Lets go to bed' Kat said seductively As she stripped off I saw her naked for the first time, her perfectly shaped form with its curvy hips and breasts that jutted proud from her athletic body. My passion grew as she lay down beside me. As she kissed me, her breast touched my chest, inviting me to stroke it, but as soon as I felt it's warm firmness I recoiled. 'What's up -- not woman enough for you?' she whispered 'That's the trouble I keep thinking about what it would be like to own a pair I said' 'Come on You've waited a year for me' 'Ok I'll try' As my hand stroked her smooth,shapely form she began to stroke my back, which sent tingles down my spine. As she placed my hands on her heaving bosom and I felt their warm firmness I again thought of feeling them on me. 'It's no good' I said. 'What' she whispered. 'Here I am with the woman I love and have waited a year for and nothing. I feel utterly cold and very un-sexy' 'Why' 'I don't know I'm trying but I just can't seem to be able to concentrate or even get excited' 'She's probably bluffing' Kat Said 'I know but I guess I'm not a great lover when I'm sick' 'Let's try again' 'Ok' I said I stared at her chest,heaving away and at her nipples which were erect, and went to start over. But it was no good. Not so much of a spark. 'I'm sorry I just can't help thinking about it' After that we could no longer be passionate about each other. That horrible curse hung over us like the sword of Damocles. 'She must have been bluffing' Kat said. "You seem fine now. I awoke with pins and needles around four am 'Kat, wake up' 'What?' 'I have pins and needles' 'What?' 'I think it's the drug..' 'Probably just slept funny' Kat groaned Groggily I got up and limped sleepily to the bathroom. Through a sleepy haze I was sure that one leg was much thinner than the other. 'KAT!' She came into the bathroom took one look and screamed. That had the effect of waking me from my slumber. I stared down at my right leg. Still in my dreamy state, I couldn't help but admire the smooth, muscular thigh that did seem to go on forever. As my eyes moved down my leg they went past a delicate kneecap and onto a long thin and shapely ankle. My right foot was much smaller than my left, with delicate and dainty feminine toes. I wiggled my right foot and this masterpiece of a womanly limb moved with it. I felt an erection grow as I looked down at a wonderful womanly leg. Somehow this leg looked familiar, but it wasn't until I noticed a small mole on the calf muscle that I remembered that Elizabeth had one just the same 'Noo,' I sobbed, 'its true' I went to the sink and used the cold water treatment to fully wake myself and looked at my right leg again, this time in more detail. Sitting on the bath, I stretched it out, still amazed that this shapely limb was attached to my body. I looked at the delicate foot, which was about size 7. The big toe-nail was slightly square. If I remembered correctly Elizabeth had the same. My hands moved up over the smooth thin ankle and up to the gently curving foreleg. Again my hand rested upon the knee, which blended into the leg itself. My eyes and hand moved over the slim muscular thigh, and turning it over noticed how the tendons pulled the calf muscles into a taut curve. The mole was still there, which meant I hadn't been dreaming, and furthermore meant that I now had a woman's leg. 'My God!' Kat spoke for the first time. 'It's true. What can we do now?' 'I don't know but how can I possibly cope with this?' And at this I pinched my new leg hoping it would revert back. But all that happened was that it hurt. 'Try and get some rest -- we will talk in the morning' Kat said. 'Fat chance! I don't know how you can be so calm when your husband is slowly going to turn into his ex-fiancee.' 'We don't know that! And even so, I told you I love you for you. Now go to sleep.' I went back to bed but hardly got any sleep. My hand was constantly feeling the smooth shapely limb that I had now got. 4. Addiction. ============== For a single moment when I awoke I thought it had all been a horrible dream, and indeed I still thought that until the sight of a smooth, firm thigh greeted me as I stood up. 'It's a good job that Elizabeth was the same height -- otherwise walking would have been difficult' Kat joked. 'How can you be so insensitive?' I shouted. 'I'm only trying to look on the positive side.' That day my temperature returned, but determined not to let it spoil our day, we went out. 'I can't wear these anymore,' I sobbed as I threw out my swimming trunks and shorts. So I put on my light brown pants, thankfully it wasn't until I bent or sat down the full shapeliness of my leg was revealed and even then you would *really* have to look. After all, how many men walk around with masculine and feminine legs? About 2pm my fever got worse and we had to make our way back from the busy marketplace to the hotel. I collapsed on the bed exhausted both physically and mentally. 'It's starting again I can feel it' 'Resist it' 'I'm OK for the moment but I don't know about tomorrow.' Night came. I went into a fitful,painful sleep. The next day was a haze of pain, fear, and an ever-present, nagging desire for one of the pills. 'Maybe we should try and find her,' Kat said. 'She must be able to change you back.' 'She is so far over the edge that I don't think she would listen. Anyway I suspect she has changed her appearance anyway. She could be anyone by now'. 'What makes you say that?' 'If you were going to create a doppleganger of yourself there is always the possibility that the other you could wreck your life as revenge' 'So she could be anyone and long gone' 'Yep,' I coughed, my resistance failing. My sleep that night was even worse as I drifted in and out of consciousness. My only relief came from Kat who loyally stayed by my side giving me water and trying to reduce my temperature with a cold, wet cloth. Morning came and I felt much better. 'So it was a bluff. If I stick it out for three days the symptoms go away,' I called gleefully. 'I can live with a single female leg, as my testosterone will soon cause it to look normal again.' I was feeling euphoric. 'Kat,Kat, come here! I feel much better! We did it!,' I shouted. Kat came in looking pale, drawn and terribly guilty. 'I...I'm sorry,' she sobbed 'What for? I feel normal again.' 'Your pulse was almost gone and I thought you were going to die, so I had to.' She sobbed. I felt as though I had been kicked in the gut. No, she wouldn't, couldn't. 'I didn't take a pill' 'Yes you did. I gave it to you' 'WHAT!!' 'You were dying! I had to!' 'You stupid bitch, Elizabeth wouldn't let me die. That would be too easy an escape. What number did you give me?' 'Four.' 'how long ago?' 'About four hours.' 'I can't believe you did this, this is exactly what SHE wanted to happen she knew you loved me too much to let me suffer, she knew that you would give in. She knew that it was by your hand you would make me a woman. Get away. Leave me for a while.' 'OK, only until you cool down,' and with that she went out of the door. I got up to go to the toilet and wondered if this was the last time I would be able to go standing up. After going through the motions I felt well enough to go out and I really needed a walk. I didn't know how long it would take the pill to have an effect so I decided that It would be better to wait until I knew what part of Elizabeth I would acquire. I didn't have to wait long. As I walked back to the bed my left leg suddenly went weak at the knee and I crashed to the floor. Underneath the material of my pants I could see the flesh rippling as muscles were being reshaped. Ripping off my pants I saw the now familiar womanly thigh being formed on my other leg. Pins and Needles shot through my body as bones and sinew began to reshape. My toes seemed to melt into my foot only to re-emerge much smaller. The foot began to ripple as tendons and muscles reshaped into another size 7 foot, the pain increased as the flesh on my foreleg began to bubble. Slowly but surely the shape of my right leg was being mirrored on my left. The pain subsided as did the morphing of my? leg. I looked with disbelief at two wonderful, shapely and very feminine legs. At that moment Kat burst in 'crying 'I'm sorry!' She took one look at my now very female legs and said 'Thank God it was only your leg that was changed.' 'What! here I am with legs that could grace any catwalk and no end in sight until I become my ex-fiancee. How can you be thankful?' 'What if your dick had changed? At least now we can still consummate our union.' 'Sex is the last thing I want to think about right now' 'We might not have another chance' 'I don't care! Every time I look at you I think about what I am becoming and who did it to me, I imagine what it will be like to have breasts and ...' 'Being a woman isn't so bad. I told you we can adjust to this' 'OK right, imagine that you are being forced little by little into something that you are not, have no experience of and still retaining your identity. That is what I am going thru. In any case how would you feel being in a lesbian relationship?' 'As long as it was you I wouldn't care. In fact if have a pair of garters with me, if you would like to try them on, they really would show off your new pins quite magnificently, and they do turn me on' 'Fuck off' 'Face it you are becoming a woman and there is nothing we can do apart from learn to live with it, and it starts with you trying on some garters' 'FUCK OFF' This started a coughing fit. I couldn't believe the change in Kat! Here she was actually saying that me turning into Elizabeth was a good thing. I did think she had a point but then she wasn't the one sitting here with two very un-masculine legs. Well she was but she had, had un-masculine legs all her life. 'No Sex, not now I feel very drained I must go to bed.' 'OK The offer of the garters is still open' I knew she was joking this time so I just stuck my tongue out and went to bed. Of course the next day my temperature came back and I felt well enough to examine my new leg further. It was exactly the same shape as my right but I did notice that a scar that Elizabeth had on her left knee from a cycling accident was not on mine. 'Why is that' Kat Said 'It's because genetically I have Elizabeth's legs. Scars aren't genetic so therefore I don't have one. The mole is so I do' ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Have You Missed a Part?. The complete version of 'Hell Hath No Fury' Can be found at http://www.nifty.org/nifty/transgender under Magic-SciFi or Sapphire's Excellent website at http://www1.mhv.net/sapphire or http://www1.mhv.net/sapphire/zip/furytril.zip to go right to it. 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