Message-ID: <5133eli$9710241411@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Stephanie Subject: REPOST TG: DNA (3/7) by Stephanie Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg,alt.stories.erotic,alt.sex.stories.moderated 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: <19971024095931.18923.qmail@nym.alias.net> TG: DNA (3/7) My website is at http://www.geocities.com/WestHollywood/2525/. There you'll find out a little about me and where my stories are archived. If you are an author of TG stories and you would like to put a similar page up on that site, let me know. This story is copyright 1995 by Stephanie. All rights reserved. You may repost or store this story on your website as long as the work is not altered or charged for. As always, this is an adult story and it should not be read if you are under the age of eighteen. DNA part 3 by Stephanie CHAPTER 5 Jim had never been so terrified, he had always prided himself on being able to face any situation but some reason having to face Anne's boyfriend in this body was far worse than the time he had been drawn into a brawl at a bar years before. As he rounded the corner into the hall Paul looked up obviously expecting Anne, his momentary surprise was replaced with a broad smile. "Hello, you're Julie, right? We met briefly at your parents place last christmas." "Uh... thats right," what the hell am I going to say, he thought franticly. "Anne had to work late, one of her projects was at a critical stage." Jim watched horified as Paul's eyes flicked over her breasts, before looking at her again. Jim realised Paul probably was not even aware he was doing it. It's almost an instictive reaction in men to girls like me, he thought. "Typical, its not the first time she has forgotten me for her research. That's what I get for dating a career woman like Anne." He smiled ruefully. He's got a cute smile, thought Jim. He suddenly realised what he had thought and shock ran through his mind. This body is affecting me more than I thought. "She said she would be working through the night and won't be back till tomorrow morning," Jim blurted out. Paul looked at her askance, she's attracted to me he thought. Why else the shy, nervous glances. He watched Jim bite his lower lip in apprehension. Dear God, she is so sexy, Paul thought. His eyes flicked accross her breasts which were streching a blouse just too small for them, he felt his cock stir in his trousers. The last couple of weeks had seen Anne cancelling dates, she always did this when she reached a major point in her research. When he had arrived and seen Anne's car gone he realised he would almost certainly have another frustated evening. Now? Well maybe not. "Its a shame I came all this way for nothing. Never mind, so you're staying with your aunt?" "Yeah, just a day or so." Jim searched his mind for something to say. The words, "would you like a drink?" popped out of his mouth. No! You idiot! You want to get rid of him, not give him a reason to stay. "Thanks, just a coke, I'm driving." He smiled and followed Jim to the kitchen. Jim was uncomfortably aware of Paul standing right behind him as he got the coke out of the refrigerator. He tried to stop his hands trembleing as he poured the drink into a glass and handed it to Paul. As Paul took the glass, their fingers touched. Paul maintained the contact longer than neccesary, then took the glass. "You have very nice hands," he said. Jim didn't know how to reply to this and just managed a shaky smile, a part of his mind preened at the obviously genuine complement however. "So you'll be starting college after the holidays I suppose. What do you want to do?" Jim thought franticly, "I want to follow my Aunt, what she's doing is so important." Fortunately Paul didn't know Julie at all, so Jim could make up most of his background as he went along. Half an hour passed and Paul was showing no sign of leaving. Jim was becoming frantic, he wants me he thought. Several times he caught himself wondering what it would be like to be on the other side during sex. To be the one to lie back and open his legs, to feel a hard cock inside him. Once he caught himself looking at Paul's crotch, he suddenly realised the direction his thoughts were going and firmly shoved them out of his mind. Jim could tell from the look in his eyes that Paul had seen him trying to size up his cock, he had to get rid of him fast before Paul tried something. Jim made some excuse about having to get ready to go out with some friends. As Paul was reluctantly leaving he asked if Jim had a boyfriend. "No! uhh no, not at the moment." Jim cursed silently I should have said yes, now Paul would be after me. Jim recognized the look on Paul's face, the predatory look, he'd had it often enough when after a pretty girl. On the doorstep Paul suddenly turned around and kissed Jim on the lips. Jim was taken totally surprise as Paul held him in a strong embrace. Jim opened his mouth to protest, but realised his mistake when he felt Pauls tounge in his mouth. Part of Jim wanted to thrust him away, but somehow he could not find the will power to do it. Depsite himself, he enjoyed the kiss, he loved the feeling of protection the strong arm around him gave. He found himself responding, kissing Paul passionately. He felt his nipples start to tingle and the strange wetness at the crotch he had felt that afternoon when playing with himself. He realised how it could end up and he did not want to go to bed with Paul despite the responses of his trechorus body. Finally, he found the strength to pull back from the abyss. Paul smiled at his Jim's flushed face and heaving breasts, "Well, I'll see you around before you go back home." And then he was gone into the twilight, leaving Jim stunned on the doorstep. Back inside Jim slumped heavily in an armchair, making his heavy breasts jostle, but he was too preoccupied to notice. A man had kissed him. A man who quite obviously jump into bed with him at the slightest invitation. He could feel Paul's strong lips on his, the rasp of stubble against his soft face. And the smell of a brand of aftershave he had used himself just this morning. Paul's reaction was a perfectly normal one when confronted with such a sexy young woman, Jim theorised. It was his own reaction that disturbed him, he had been almost ready to give that invitation to Jim. A sudden image of a naked Paul leaning over him flashed through his mind. Jim thrust the mental picture, it's just this bodies hormones, just relax. Tomorrow Anne will have worked up an antidote and alll this will just have been a bad dream. It had only been a couple of hours since Anne went back to the labs, but Jim decided to phone her anyway to see how she was getting on. He sighed with relief When Anne answered the phone. "Anne its me, Jim. How is it going?" There was a slight pause at the other end of the phone, then Anne said "It's going slowly, you can't rush these things, just relax." "Paul came over a while back." "OH HELL!! I forgot all about him, we were supposed to see a movie tonight. Did he see you?" "Yeah, but I managed to convince him I was Julie, visiting you. It was a bit hair raising I can tell you." "Why, did he try anything?" "No,no. Nothing like that." Best not to tell her, "I just feel very odd in this body." "Look Jim, you might not like this suggestion, but I'd like to call someone in to look after you while I work. Jim certainly didn't like this idea at all, but at least it would stop incidents like what happened with Paul. "Who?" he asked. "Julie" "What! Your niece! How is she going to react when she hears there is a man running around with her body!" "She's quite level headed and she is the only family member who is really interested in what I do. She knows about the gene therapy work I'm doing and she is open minded. I can't tell anyone here because I'd get fired by the board for your accident." Jim thought about it for a bit, "Alright." "It'll take her about two hours to get over, go get some sleep. Julie will let herself in." He reluctantly agreed and hung up, he was very uneasy about revealing his predicament to anyone and surely he didn't need someone to help him for one more day before Anne worked up an antidote. But Anne probably just doesn't want me left alone to worry, he thought. I wonder how Julie will react to me? Jim realised he was exhausted after the evenings excitement and he was soon stripping off in Anne's room. He had some trouble removing the bra, but finally he managed to get it off and his magnificent breasts swung free. He searched for some pyjamas, but it soon became obvious Anne only had frilly nighties. The night wasn't that cold so he decided to not wear anything. His body was still fairly tired from the transformation and it was not long before he was fast asleep. CHAPTER 6 Anne hung up and rubbed her bleary eyes. She was getting nowhere. The DNA altering virus she had injected Jim with had resisted all her attempts to remove it. If she increased the potency of the virus any more it would destroy his entire genetic makeup and Jim would literally disolve. A more worrying fact was that the small supply of Jim's blood was fast running out. It was the only remaining stock of Jim's male DNA and when it was gone Anne would have no way to turn him back into his old self. But it was vital she used his blood to confirm it worked. There was one way to get a new supply of Jim's male DNA and that was to inject someone with a virus containing Jim's DNA but that would only result in another person being landed in the same problem. In other words, Anne had hit a brick wall in her research. It often went like this, a breakthrough would come and then nothing but careful experiments for years with no results. Jim's problem couldn't wait a week let alone years, eventually his family or girlfriend would report him missing. And the last reported sighting of him would be entering the institute. That was why it was vital to bring Julie in on it now. A second Julie running around would be noticed sooner or later and only Anne's niece could cover for him. Only Julie could keep Jim from coming to the notice of the authorities. Which was worrying because while Julie was intelligent, she tended to have a very mischevious personality, and she got up to a lot of things her parents would never believe she was capable of. Julie and Anne were fairly friendly, partly because Anne was easy going and partly because of the shared interest in medicine. Fortunatly Julie answered the phone. "Oh, hi Anne. Whats' up? You know what time it is?" Anne answered with a tired laugh, "Yeah I know. Look, Julie, I'm in some trouble and I need your help. Could you come by the institute." "What? Now?" "Yes, now. Please Julie I wouldn't be asking unless I really needed help." "Okay. I'm on my way, meet me at the gate so I can get in." ************************ Three hours later and a fairly shellshocked Julie pulled into Anne's garage. She had half convinced herself that this was some elaborate joke and her friends would surprise her inside. Anne had shown her the notes she had made and then told her that Jim had fallen on the DNA virus sample. Julie remembered when Anne had demonstrated on her how to draw a sample of blood from a patient. Anne had seemed strangely insistent, now Julie knew why. She checked the kitchen and lounge, nothing. Then she headed upstairs. The spare room was empty, the bed wasn't even made. As she pushed open the main bedroom door she realised her heart was racing. There in the bed was a figure, the moon was nearly full and the room was bathed in its soft light. Julie eyes were adjusting to the relative darkness and she bent closer to look at the face. She gasped silently, it was no joke. The sleeping girl had her face. Julie pulled back the duvet and looked at the girl's full breasts, very familiar breasts. Identical in every regard to Julie's own, even down to the small mole on her left breast. Suddenly, after seventeen years of being an only child, she had a twin sister. The figure in the bed stired and her eyes flicked open. Julie smiled at the girl and said. "Hi, I'm Julie and so are you by the looks of things." Jim struggled to full awareness, the shadowed face looking down at him was one that had become awfully familiar to him over the last few hours. He felt a faint breeze and looked down, she had uncovered his breasts. It still felt very strange to see two large mounds of flesh rather than the slightly hairy chest he was used to. Julie noticed where he was looking, "Hey, don't worry. It's not like I've never seen them before." "No, I suppose not. You're taking this very well." "I haven't got used to the idea, I still don't totally believe it and the evidence is right in front of my eyes. When you're back to your manly self. I'll give Anne hell for using my blood without telling me. "It's cold tonight you should have something on. Look I can see some goosebumps, well two large ones anyway." Jim could not help but laugh, partly at the totally rediculous positon he was in. Julie watched him giggle. "Come on I'm serious. I'm not having you catch a cold while I'm looking after you. Anne has some nighties about here somewhere." "I'd rather not wear that if you don't mind." "Nonsense, it's just for one night isn't it. And I'll be the only one to know. Here, this one isn't too bad is it." She held a long fairly plain nightgown. Jim agreed and Julie helped him into it. It didn't feel that odd to him, and the fabric felt smooth. Far better than the scratchy pyjamas he had to wear as a kid. As Jim settled back into bed, he noticed Julie was stripping off and slipping into a slightly frillier nightie. "What are you doing?" "Going to sleep, move over. The spare bed isn't made and I'm not sleeping on the couch." She slipped into bed next to him and waggled a finger at him. "And don't get any funny ideas. Keep your hands to your- self," she said in a mock stern voice. As Jim slipped back into sleep, his mind wandered over the day he had had. He had got up with the intention of working on the car, but by midday he had found himself in a buxom young girl's body. Had played with himself, been chatted up. And was now in bed with his new twin sister. I'll never have a day as strange as that again, he thought. But then, he had no idea what the next day would bring. Which was perhaps just as well. TO BE CONTINUED... -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /