Message-ID: <12761eli$9807051835@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: vickietern@aol.com (VickieTern) Subject: {Darkside} Incubus New Version 5/9 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: <1998070501174800.VAA07255@ladder01.news.aol.com> Incubus Part 5/9 (c) Darkside@nym.alias.net This story contains material that could be deemed offensive. If you are under 21 or easily offended, stay away. ------------------------------------------------ Carolyn slumped back down on the sofa. What a day. Like David, her body wanted to rest whilst her mind wanted something else. She slowly got up and went towards her bedroom. She slowly took off her shirt and pants and once again felt her cock swell as she took in the muscled tone of her new body. Instinctively she reached under the pillow and got out her black, silky night-dress. Deciding there was no way she could wear it in her current form she got into bed and was soon fast asleep. David woke up screaming at 4am. A nurse came running in, panicked. "It's OK it's over," the nurse said softly. "I know. I dreamt about him, the man who did this to me. He was coming for me, coming again," David started to sob, the sweat pouring from his face. "It's OK it was just a nightmare," the nurse said. "You'll, You'll be just around the corner?" David asked, as if pleading for his life. "You bet," the nurse said and stroked David's face affectionately. "Night," David said and flopped back down on the bed. It would be a long night. ------------------------------------------------------- Carolyn looked at the clock on her bedside table. Fuck only 4am. She'd been up most of the night. A bowl lay by the side of her bed and she'd used it to be sick in a couple of times. How she wanted somebody to share her pain. Even the normally reliable Jonesy had deserted her. For the first time in months she felt desperately lonely. She thought about giving Joyce a call but that would require too much explanation. She got up and made herself a warm milk in her microwave. She tried to sit cross legged on the sofa and sip the milk as she'd done when she was a child but her new legs and dick prevented her from doing it right. So she just sat, legs crossed and sipped the milk slowly "I'm going to have to sleep sometime," she said to herself as she went back to bed again. Dawn broke slowly and both David and Carolyn lay in bed watching the light start to seep thru the drawn curtains. Carolyn yawned and got up. 'This couldn't go on,' she thought. "I have to speak to David about what I really feel," she said out loud. Carolyn picked up the shirt and pants she had discarded the night before and slowly put them on. "At least in this body it takes half the time to get ready as before," she said to herself. Walking to her refrigerator she selected a nearly empty milk carton and poured some for Jonesy. After choosing a bowl of museli she sat down on the sofa to have breakfast. "Wonder if I'm on the news," she thought and she flicked the TV on. Stephanie Lane was stood in front of the camera, power- dressed as usual. Her blonde hair immaculately styled was blowing in the breeze. Behind her was the hospital where David was staying. "The Bexley Murder reached a new twist today when Dr William Bexley and Mrs Margaret Bexley were killed in an auto accident. An eyewitness said that the car spun out of control and plunged into a ravine. Dr Elizabeth Bexley is due to visit here later today to identify the bodies. As you would expect we will be here waiting to catch a glimpse of the reclusive Dr Bexley. The funeral of Dr Bexley's parents has been slated in for two days from now." "How terrible," Carolyn thought. "In other news. The killer known as the 'mailman' is still at large today. So far he has avoided all attempts by the police to capture him. The public have been advised that he is possibly armed and should be regarded as extremely dangerous. If you see this man you are to call the police right away," Stephanie continued. The screen changed to a photo-fit of the mailman. Carolyn's blood went cold when she saw his face again. Flicking the TV off she went back to eating her muesli. An hour or so later of watching the news Carolyn got into David's car and drove to the hospital. When she got to the gates she was met by a burly security guard. "Hey you gotta press pass?" he demanded. "What press pass? I've come to visit a friend," Caroyln said, slightly annoyed. "Not in this entrance mister. We've got that Bexley woman arriving here any minute. You'll have to go around the back." Recognizing the stubborn look on the guards face, Carolyn drove around the back entrance, eventually parked the car and went inside. David was lying upright in bed drinking some coffee. He was starting to feel uncomfortable in this body. Foreign feelings and sensations greeted him at almost every breath. Unable to resist again he put the coffee mug down and was about to caress his breast, still under the confines of the costume when he was interrupted by footsteps. Guiltily he jerked his hand away just as Carolyn walked in. "Hi, You wouldn't believe the amount of trouble I've had getting in," Carolyn moaned. "I would. I've been watching it. This fucking trial is taking all the attention away from catching the bastard who raped us," David said bitterly. "Yeah. Sorry if I'm vacant today. I hardly slept a wink last night." "Me too. The nurses say I can go home this afternoon. Which ever home I'm supposed to go to that is." "What about the costume and the counseling?" Carolyn asked. "I have to come in every day until it's off. Counseling sessions will continue at my apartment." "David, I'm concerned. We haven't really talked about this. Both of us have been in denial. I can't deny what happened to me and you can't either. We have to talk about this, else we'll never get over it." "Sorry. You're right. I've been trying to think of other things, how to catch the mailman for one. Listen this may seem forward but how about dinner?" "OK. Pick you up at 8. I know this real nice Italian." David was about to reply when another lady walked in. She was smaller than David was now, maybe 5'5. Her blonde hair was bobbed, Jennifer Aniston style and her eyes gleamed a deep brown. Nice figure too. Carolyn whirled around and called out "Hi Joyce." Joyce stared at Carolyn in puzzlement and suspicion. Joyce adopted a defensive stance and asked "Who the hell are you? and how do you know my name?" David answered quickly "Umm Hi Joyce. This is David Hawkins, my savior." Still puzzled Joyce said "Thanks we owe you one. If I'd lost Carolyn here I don't know what I'd have done." "S'Ok," Carolyn said. Inside she was burning to tell her friend what had really happened but she didn't think that David would agree. Still she could tell him later. Joyce took the gap in conversation to move by David's bedside. "So Joyce what brings you here?" David asked. "Just thought I'd drop in. Did you still want to go to Cats next week?" Joyce asked David. "Cats?. Oh Umm I dunno what did we agree?" David said hastily. "We didn't. They tell me that you're coming out today -- are you well enough?. How about I fix you dinner tonight?" Joyce asked. David tried to get a clue of what to do from Carolyn but she was standing just behind Joyce. David quickly said "Sorry Joyce but David and I are going out to dinner tonight. A kind of thank you if you like." Joyce looked a little hurt "Maybe tomorrow then." "We'll see," David said doubtfully. Joyce turned to Carolyn and asked "So David, you didn't tell me how you knew my name?" "Easy. I asked Carolyn here if she had any friends who could help her thru this. She mentioned that you were her best friend and I assumed that was who you were. Why so suspicious?" Carolyn said wondering why Joyce was being so protective. "Why? Because she's the one person I care about most in all the world. Sorry David if I've seemed hostile to you. I hope you understand." David said "Joyce, David, I'm really tired would you mind leaving me for a while. Dave, haven't you go something you wanted to tell inspector Harris?" "Fuck yes I completely forgot. Joyce it was a pleasure to meet you at last. Look after her she's important to me," Carolyn said. Joyce looked strangely at Carolyn, as though he was about to spoil her friendship. Joyce turned to David waved and then left. ------------------------------------------------------- He took the subway to the hotel where the Queen was staying. After a brief conversation with the receptionist he was unable to ascertain the Queen's exact location. Foiled for the moment he took the subway back to the street where he had been sleeping rough. Kneeling down amongst the broken bottles, cardboard boxes and the occasional syringe he started to pray. His answer came sometime later. A dream, a prophesy formed in his mind. He could see the Queen walking from the rear of the hotel and taking a cab. Sometime later she emerged from the cab and walked into a cemetery. The vision faded but he now had a plan to capture the Queen. All he had to do was wait. ------------------------------------------------------- As Carolyn was about to leave David turned to her and said. "Joyce was so nice to me yesterday. Why was she so hostile today? Surely she didn't feel threatened by me. Sorry about you being there?" "It's complicated. I'll explain everything at dinner. What time are you released?" Carolyn said. "About 6, after my counseling session. Say, take my car and I'll meet you at your place." "Fine. You want anything?" "Apart from a dick. No I'll be fine. You've got a call to make." Carolyn walked out of the room and found a payphone. Slipping in a few quarters she called Scott's home number. Scott was lounging back on his sofa, watching the Rachel Martin interview that his wife had taped from the night before. Rachel was about to answer a question about her parents when the phone rang. He reached over and picked up the phone. "Hello Detective Harris." "Hi Scott. Sorry to spoil your day off, it's David Hawkins. Carolyn's asked me to pass on something she's remembered." Scott flicked mute on the TV, switched his old Sony VCR off and said "Go on please, we need a lead." "Yeah. When the mailman captured Carolyn he said something like 'I know who you are, You are the Queen's handmaiden, a dark servant. The enemy must be lax if they let me take you so easily'. The mailman thought Carolyn was this Queen's handmaiden -- therefore it figures he'd go after the Queen next." "Any idea who this Queen could be?" Scott asked. "No idea. Over to you really." "Tell Carolyn thanks and that I'll drop in and see how she's getting on," Scott replied. Scott's mind raced. "Who could be this Queen the mailman was after," hmm, difficult to tell. Deciding to think about it for a few minutes before calling Tina, he restarted the video and continued to watch the Rachel Martin interview. ------------------------------------------------------- Carolyn drove to David's house to pick up some fresh clothes for her dinner. 'What a strange situation' She thought. It did seem ludicrous, her a woman in a mans body going out to dinner with a man in her own body. She hoped she'd get chance to speak to David about it tonight and maybe exorcise some of the nightmares. Choosing what looked to be David's only good suit and tie she went back to the car to drive home. Arriving back at her place Carolyn stripped off and started the shower running. As she looked down at her erecting cock, flashes of the mailman returned, almost causing her to retch. She stepped into the shower, feeling the warm water run over her body. The cleansing of the water starting to wash away the emotions of the day before. Carolyn was disturbed by a loud knocking at the door. A voice called "Carolyn are you in there? I can hear the shower . Come on let me in, it's Joyce." "Fuck, fuck, fuck," Carolyn swore. Now what could she do, an idea formed. David wouldn't like it but it was the only way. Wrapping a towel around herself and drying her muscular body as much as possible she went to the door. Cautiously she opened the door and saw a look of shock on Joyce's face. "DAVID What the fuck are you doing here. Where's Carolyn," she demanded. "Umm you'd better come in," Carolyn said. "You bet I will," Joyce said and stomped inside. "Take a seat, I'll be right out," Carolyn said and went into her bedroom much to Joyce's astonishment. Hastily drying herself off Carolyn put on a pair of David's boxers. Trying her hardest not to explore and get carried away she put his suit trousers on and a nice clean white shirt. She hunted around for David's Bart Simpson tie and after locating it under her old black night shirt she put it on. She opened the door and walked back into the living room to face Joyce. "Where's Carolyn?" Joyce demanded. "Joyce you're going to find this very hard to believe," Carolyn started. "Yeah right. How COULD you. Carolyn's been raped and nearly killed and here you are making a move on her," Joyce started. "Joyce. Listen to me. Hmm how, to begin. I know. If I remember correctly you like A dry Martini with a little soda. No lemon because you only throw it away." Joyce's eyes went wide. "How'd you." "I'd better get that drink first," Carolyn said. This WAS going to be fun. Carolyn handed Joyce her drink and sat down on the chair opposite Joyce. "OK here goes," Carolyn said, taking a deep breath. "Joyce the reason why I knew about you tastes in Martini's was that I'm really Carolyn. The woman sitting in the hospital bed is really David Hawkins." Joyce looked for a second and then burst out laughing. "That's good. That's real good. I've heard a few feeble excuses from men before but that's a new one on me." "Joyce. Two words. Larry Foster," Carolyn said softly. Joyce stopped laughing and looked serious. "Listen I don't know who you really are or how you knew that but that's not funny. Now you either get straight with me or I'm outta here and calling the cops." Carolyn continued "You met him when you were still a freshman. You two really had something going and I was as jealous as hell. If I remember, we had our first fight over him. You wanted to get engaged but I tried to talk you out of it. You blamed me for trying to split you up and wanting him for myself. After I found out from the other women he'd cheated on what he was really like you still didn't believe me. To rescue you from that cheating bastard I seduced him and ensured that you dropped in at the right time. I lost my virginity to that mother-fucker so you wouldn't get hurt and make the worst mistake of your life." Joyce started to cry "David.. How? Carolyn swore she'd never tell a soul..." "I didn't. Listen. When the mailman kidnapped me. David had some kinda vision. He says he's got some sort of ESP but damned if I know for sure. Anyway he saw me, knew my name and went to the cops. By some fluke they believed him and let him try and reach me. He did it only too well and somehow we switched." "Carolyn this is amazing. Can you switch back? What's it like being a man? How does David feel?" Joyce blurted, her brown eyes showing astonishment. "Hey one thing at time. No idea to the first, I'm as scared as hell to the second and no idea to the third." Joyce started to giggle "Hey, you could be both my boyfriend and girlfriend at the same time." This was more like the Joyce Carolyn knew. The hostile exterior was gone and the fun loving girl had returned. "Yeah, right. I told David that I wouldn't tell anyone but I had to tell you, otherwise I'd just burst. For the moment it's our secret. You have to pretend David's me. What did you come around for?" "Apart from seeing how you were, I wanted to know if you wanted to do some shopping for your dinner date tonight." Joyce said. "As you can see I'm feeling, well, different, and as for shopping what an excellent idea. I'll get my cards and see you down at the parking lot." "Umm how do you expect to be able to use your credit cards. You're not Carolyn Dawson anymore. Look I'll get these and you can pay me back when you're back to your normal self," Joyce said. "OK let my blow dry my hair and get fixed up and I'll be out soon," Carolyn said. "Dry your hair sure but I wouldn't get fixed up. People will look," Joyce joked. "Go away. I'll see you later," Carolyn smiled. Joyce stood up and closed the door behind her. Carolyn looked at the clock on her VCR. She had a little over two hours before David turned up. More than enough time to pick out a new outfit for him. After spending a few minutes drying her hair and combing it into some kind of style she ran downstairs to find Joyce waiting in her car. "Let's go shop," Joyce chimed. Two hours later Joyce screamed into the car lot near Carolyn's apartment. "There told you we'd make it. Listen I'd better go make myself scarce." "Thanks," Carolyn said and reached over and gave Joyce a peck on the cheek as a thank you. Joyce looked a little surprised. "Hey I'm used to you doing that as you but I'm not sure I should let any strange men do that. What kinda girl do ya think I am." "The best kind. Listen Joyce thanks for everything. Being with you, shopping, talking and goofing about like old times is starting to make me feel me again." "It was funny wasn't it?" Joyce said smiling. "What was?" "The time when you wanted to try on the outfit we liked. The assistant looked at you very strangely." "Yeah it wasn't even my size," Carolyn smiled. "You know what I mean," Joyce laughed. "Look it's getting on and David will be here any second. Thanks again" Carolyn said and opened the car door and got out. Carolyn raced up the stairs, clutching her shopping. She just had time to shut the door behind her and put the kettle on for some coffee when there was a knock at the door. "Hello Carolyn are you in there?" David called. "Hang on a moment," Carolyn called out, quickly having a look around to see if everything was tidy. A few moments later she answered the door. "For you," David said handing Carolyn some flowers. "Why thank you. Please come in," she said and gestured to the sofa. Carolyn went off into the kitchen to find a vase to put the flowers in. David walked over and sat down, legs apart and lounged back into some cushions. "Coffee?" Carolyn asked from the kitchen. "Yeah white, two sugars." "You'll get me fat. I see they gave you some clothes," Carolyn said. Noticing the tracksuit and sneakers David was now wearing. "Yeah. It feels funny though and mighty sexy walking around as a woman. How do you put up with it?" "It just feels me I guess. Listen I've a confession to make," Carolyn said passing David the coffee. "Oh?" "Umm Joyce came around this afternoon and caught me in the shower. I HAD to tell her the truth. I'm glad I did now as she's brought back a sense of reality in my life." "I don't mind. If it helps you then that's OK." "We also went shopping for tonight." "I hope you didn't buy me another suit. I'd never live it down. By the way the end of the tie should be level with the top of your pants, when you stand up. Oh and you don't HAVE to do the top button up if you pull the tie up far enough." "Hey thanks. No, we didn't get something for me, we got something for you." "Hey I was just hoping to wear jeans and a T-shirt, maybe a smart sweater. None of this feminine rubbish." "You go with me, you go properly dressed. Besides you'll have to know how to dress yourself properly." David groaned and shook his head. "Drink your coffee and then we'll start. It takes at least an hour to get ready if you're going to do it right." "I'll sip my coffee then." "How are you, really David? Apart from a few obvious jokes and comments I don't know how you're feeling. Look it's my body you've got and you be honest. I won't mind," Carolyn said, sitting down on sofa next to David. "It's very odd. I mean I fancy myself like crazy. Your legs are wonderful. I used to just sit in bed and move them just so I could admire them. Because of this stupid costume I haven't seen all of you yet but I nearly jump if I touch one of my nipples. I feel very strange in the plumbing department. At the moment I'm torn between two worlds. I guess I feel as though I'm on vacation from me if you know what I mean." "Sort of. Every time I even think about how sexy your body is or anything like that I get a flashback of the mailman coming for me. You've mentioned your favorite bits of me so I'll do the same for you. Then young lady, we have to get you ready." "Which are? Your favorite bits that is." "Hmm. I like this sort of chest on a man. Muscular but not too hairy. Very nice shoulders and your butt is certainly cute. But get a haircut -- it looks stupid on me." "Uh oh," David said. "What?" Carolyn looked concerned. "I've finished my coffee. We've got all evening to talk and so I'd better get it over with." "Come into my bedroom and see what delights I've prepared for you," Carolyn said, offering her hand to David. David took her hand, stood up and followed Carolyn into the bedroom. Carolyn rummaged inside a large box and lifted out a black dress. "Here we go," she said and handed the dress to David. "I'm not putting this on. It's indecent. I don't mind you seeing me because you've seen it all before but this hardly comes up to my waist. Besides this fucking snake skin thing that's stuck to me will show," David moaned. "Don't worry, the straps will cover it. Besides I didn't choose it, Joyce did. Now before you put the dress on you'll need to put this panty hose on. We don't need to worry about lingerie as that infernal costume is still stuck on. I take it they bathed you at the hospital," Carolyn said. "Yeah. It felt mighty strange." "Good. Now come on take your things off." David felt self-conscious as he bent down and took off his sneakers and jogging pants. Ignoring the feeling of his breasts dangling down inside the swim-suit he straightened up and threw Carolyn the pants. She deftly caught them and handed him the panty hose. "That's right roll it up first, it'll fit better. Oh and point your toes when you put each leg in," Carolyn said. David began to feel warm and tingly as the soft, sheer nylon went up his legs. The slender curve of muscle and thigh was being emphasized by the hose. "This is turning me on," David confessed. "Now Take your top off," Carolyn said, ignoring David's comment. ------------------------------------------------ Please Mail darkside@nym.alias.net with your comments, requests for missing sections etc etc. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----