Message-ID: <13413eli$9807271205@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Phillip Stevens Subject: NEW TG: Dream Girl 5/5 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain 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: Dream Girl ========== Chapter Five Still at Sarah's house, time was running out and they knew it. It had been a while since the attempted rape and despite intensive searching, no-one had seen a trace of 'Michelle'. Even Mary who had been calm and collected was starting to pace up and down the room. "You know. It may have been better if she had actually been raped" Mary said. "WHAT" Andrew said. "Well, look at it this way. Even if he had been raped and beaten up, at least we could have taken Tina to the hospital. She could have delayed his transformation into a witch. We could have then healed him, turned him back and maybe even made him forget about today. It's just that fighting those rapists off... may... condemn him to be a woman." Mary's words seemed cruel, but everyone knew they were completely true. It might have worked out better had he been raped. But there's still time, Mary thought. Suddenly the phone rang. Everyone had been instructed not to ring on this line. Sarah walked over and picked up the receiver. "Hello" "Hello. This is the operator. I have a collect call from a Micky Curtis to a Miss Adams. Do you accept the call" "YES" Sarah put her hand on the mouthpiece, spun around and said "It's him" "Put it on the speaker" Mary said. As soon as Sarah had pressed speaker button, everyone in the room heard a tentative female voice "Hello". Everyone in the room was motionless. "Michael. This is Mary. Michael, is that you" Mary asked. "Well, I'm not sure who I am anymore. I was Michael this morning, but now..." Michael said. The tone of his voice was a mixture of anger and fright. "It's okay. We know what happened. How do you feel" Mary asked. "How do I feel. Well, let's see. So far today, I've been turned into a girl, dumped in a hospital and then nearly gang raped. I feel fine. Why shouldn't I" Michael retorted, each word dripping with sarcasm. He continued without pausing "I mean, have you seen me. Do you know what I look like. I look like fucking Barbie. What was Tina thinking? What did she want. A lifesize fucking Barbie doll" Those words hurt, just as they had intended. Tina burst into tears again at this point. Michael could hear Tina crying in the background and while he did feel a little sorry for her, he felt a lot more sorry for himself and that continued to fuel his anger "Michael, you know that isn't true" Mary replied "Do I." Michael replied quickly "All I know is that this morning, I was a guy. Now I a fucking girl. Why. Why did you do this to me." "It wasn't supposed to happen. Tina was trying to transform herself, not you. It was an accident" "AN ACCIDENT. An accident is when you drop a hammer on your foot. An accident is when you slip on a stone and break your arm. What sort of accident is this. I... I... was nearly... raped. Do you have any idea what that feels like. What did I do to you to deserve this." Mary could hear that Michael was almost at the point of crying. Mary truly didn't know what it feels like to be raped. She could sympathize, but in the end, nothing like that had ever happened to her. Mary paused. The softly softly approach wasn't working. Michael was simply too angry to listen to pleas. She'd have to be a bit firmer and hope he would listen to sheer reasoning. "Okay, I know you're angry and upset. I can understand that. You've got every right to be. But I don't have the time to be nice to you right now, so listen and listen good." Tina jumped up to protest, but Mary silenced her with a stare. She continued. "What's happened to you is temporary... at the moment, but pretty soon it's going to become permanent. And by that, I mean completely permanent. If we don't get to you within the next hour or so you will be stuck like that for the rest of your life. See those big tits on your chest. Well, if you don't get back to us, they'll be on your chest forever. And feel that space between your legs. You'll never feel a cock there again, unless... you get back to us." Mary was about to say "you'll never feel a cock there again, unless it's someones else's fucking you", but stopped herself just in time. That was going to far, especially after what had happened to him. She wanted to scare Michael into action, not scare him senseless. Also, although there might still be some way back even after the spell became permanant permanent in an hour, she didn't want to leave any doubt in Michael's mind. "Listen, do you think we would do anything to hurt you. You saved the lives of some of the people I care most about. I'd do anything to help you. And what about Tina. Do you think she would do this to you deliberately. You saved her life. She'd NEVER do this to you unless it was an accident." There was a pause which Mary found encouraging. At least Michael was thinking carefully about what she had said. "So I can still be turned back then." Michael said, the tone of his voice a bit softer. "Yes. At the moment. In about an hour though, the spell will become permanent. We need to get you back here to Tina so she can remove it before then" Mary was relieved at the Michael calmer attitude. "And then what. What happens" "Then you can go. Once we have turned you back, you can just walk out of the door if you want to and we will never bother you again" This was awkward. Their group had a general rule that normals cannot be aware of their existence. Mary wasn't sure if they could adjust his memory because of his resistance to magic. Of course, Michael could no longer be considered a 'normal'. Still, it would not be just as simple as letting him go, but this is one problem that would have to wait until later. The first priority was getting him his old body back. "Where are you?" Mary asked. "I don't know" "Come on Michael. Let us help you" "No. I really don't know. I've no idea where I am. I'm in a call box somewhere". This wasn't true. He had a rough idea, but didn't want to let that out just yet. "Well, give me some clues. Any landmarks, street names, anything to help us find you. How far away are you from the point where you were nearly raped." Mary asked. "I... I.. just ran and ran. I don't know. I can try and find out." "Okay, but be very careful. The rest of that gang are really pissed about you. You might have pulled some Karate moves on them once, but next time, they'll.... well... you know...." Mary didn't need to finish. Everyone knew what would happen if the gang caught up with Michael. "Then why don't I go to the police" ask Michael. "NO. The police know about the rape. If they find you, they'll treat you like a rape victim. They'll examine you for hours, by which time you will be stuck in that body forever." Suspicion crept into Michael's mind. He simply didn't trust Mary anymore. "Or are you just afraid that I'll tell the police what really happened". "And what exactly will you tell them. That you used to be a guy and were turned into a woman. Do you think that anyone will believe you. This isn't about preserving our secret. We're not worried about that, because even when you're back in your own body, no-one will ever believe you." Mary was right, Michael thought. No-one would ever believe him. What should he do. Everything Mary said seemed to make sense. It did appear to be an accident. Up until now, he had found nothing to fear from their family. And he didn't want to spend the rest of his life as a woman. He realised he had no choice but to go back to Tina and be turned back. He would watch his back very closely though. "I think I can find my way back to the point where I was nearly... raped. Can you and Tina meet me there." Michael said. "No, Tina and I must remain here to prepare to turn you back. It's going to take a little preparation, but it's only a few minutes drive so I'll arrange for some people to meet you. They will be in a light blue Ford and his name is Richard. And Michael, be careful." "Okay." Mary dialed the number on the phone and waiting for an answer. "Hello, Richard. It's Mary. Listen, we've spoken to Michael. He's alright, but we need to get him back here quickly. Go back to the place where 'Michelle' was raped. He will meet you there. Bring him back here as soon as you get him. Okay." She hung up the phone. Hopefully all this would soon be over. *********************** Michael was hiding in one of the alleyways. He had been able to find his way back fairly easily. He wasn't sure why he had phoned Sarah's house. It was probably because he was getting increasingly desparate. He knew he couldn't try walking any further, so he found a secluded call box and phoned collect. Even in that short call, he started to receive some unwanted attention, so had quickly ran back into the alleyway in which he was hiding. He had been there for few minutes when he saw what looked like a light blue Ford park at the point where the rape had taken place not more than a few hours ago. There was a man and a women in the car. The woman was driving. The man got out of the car and stood beside it looking around. Michael looked around. It was now almost dark. He looked around for other possible gang members. Whilst he felt fairly confident he could handle anyone, he didn't want to display his power, least of all to these people. The moment, he walked out from the alleyway, virtually everyone for several hundred feet noticed him. This was very disconcerting for Michael. He was used to being able to blend into the background. In his previous form, it was no problem, but when you're a big breasted babe with long blonde hair, it's not so easy. The quicker he got out of this body, the better. Richard noticed Michael as soon as he stepped out of the alleyway and judging by the pointing, staring and whispering, most of the street had noticed him as well. This was hardly surprising. He was stunning and would have been noticed even if it wasn't for the all the talk about what 'she' had done a few hours earlier. Richard opened the rear door to the car as Michael got closer. Michael looked Richard with a bit of hesitation. "Come on. I'm Richard. We don't have the time" said Richard, looking around nervously. He noticed that some of the gang members were starting to approach the car. He didn't want a confrontation here. Michael also noticed them and carefully climbed into the back seat whilst keeping a watchful eye on both Richard and the car driver. "Move over" called Richard. He wanted to get into the back as well. Michael moved over. Richard slammed the door shut. "Go" said Richard. The driver wasted no time in speeding away. *********************** Mary, Andrew and some other group members were waiting anxiously. Tina and Sarah were preparing to cast a spell which would delay Michael's transformation into a witch. Mary was wondering if they should have taken Tina to meet Michael instead. It would have made it more difficult because Tina needed some space and peace to prepare her spell which couldn't easily be done in the middle of a strange street, but it may have cut off a few minutes. Mary was about to call Richard again when the phone rang. Mary put it straight onto speaker. "Mary, it's Richard. It's okay. We've got him. We're on our way back right now". The whole room burst into cheers. Everyone was instantly jubilant. Mary quietened them down quickly. "Is he alright" asked Mary. "He seems physically fine. It's going to take us about five minutes to get back. We're still cutting this a bit fine. Can you make sure Tina is ready to cast the spell as soon as we get there." "Yes, sure. Come straight through to the study when you get back. We'll be ready for you. Explain to Michael that all were doing now is removing the permanency part of it all, will you. Oh and try to keep him calm. You know what might happen if he feels threatened". "Okay, see you later" *********************** Richard ended the call and then turned to Michael. "Okay, as soon as we get back, all we're going to do is remove the part of the spell that makes it permanent." "I thought you were going to change me back straight away" Michael replied, getting angry once again. "We are, but it can't be done immediately. It takes a few hours to prepare and to... visualize your old form. Before we do that, we need to make sure that the current change isn't completely permanent." Whilst this was partially true, but the main reason was to work out why the first spell had gone so wrong so they don't mess up the re-transformation. The transformation itself was permanent from the very beginning, but under normal circumstances, they would simply cast another spell to transform him again. The real problem would be if Michael became a witch. If that happened he would become immune to their spells and they would not be able to transform him ever again. This wasn't what Michael expected. He wanted to walk into the house and then walk out a few minutes later with his old body. He didn't want to be stuck in that house for any longer than was necessary. "Listen, I know you want to turn back but it will only be a slight delay. Besides, when we turn you back, it doesn't have to be exactly the same. We can make some... improvements, if you want. It's the least we can do." Richard thought the emotional bribery of a few extra inches in certain places might make it easier. He didn't know that Tina had already discounted this idea. "No. I just want my old body back. No changes, no 'improvements' thank you. That's the least you can do". Richard remained silent. He remembered Mary's warning about keeping Michael calm. If he felt threatened, things could get much worse. Then Michael remembered what Richard said about the timing being close. "How long till this... change becomes permanent then" asked Michael. "We don't know for sure. It should become permanent around six hours after the transformation, which is just under half an hour from now. The spell Tina is preparing should delay it for a day or so to give us time to transform you back. But the timing isn't exact. Tell me, have you felt this tingling sensation all over your body in the past hour." "No. Why" "Well, if it does happen, let me know about it immediately. Interrupt me if you have to." Richard replied, not answering Michaels question. "How long till we get there" he asked the driver to change the subject. "Only a few more minutes" the driver replied. *********************** The car pulled to a halt outside the house. Michael and Richard got out of their respective doors. They walked briskly up the driveway. Michael saw Andrew open the door. Michael motioned for Richard to go first. He wanted as many people in front of him as possible to keep an eye on the situation. They walked straight into the study. Tina, Mary and Sarah were standing in the middle of the room together. They were looking at an old book. Another man and a woman stood waiting around. Richard and Andrew followed Michael into the room. He was clearly outnumbered here and given their apparent powers, probably outclassed as well. Michael certainly hoped this didn't get ugly. If it did, surprise at his powers would be his best weapon, but surprise is a weapon you can use once, so it must be used very carefully. Everyone looked at Michael when he entered the room. He hated this feeling. Tina, who had clearly been crying just meekly said "Hi". "Okay, we don't have time for pleasantries. Tina, off you go" Mary butted in, wanting to move things a long. "Right. This spell will take about a minute to cast. Stay still while I do it." Tina said nervously. She looked down at the book again and appeared to start to concentrate. Michael looked around. Boy did he feel insecure. He really didn't want any more of those spelly things cast on him. At that point a very strange sensation swept over Michael's body. He lifted his hand to stop the proceedings. "Wait." Michael said. He turned to Richard. "You said to let you know if I felt this tingling all over my body" "Yes" Richard replied his eyes widened. "Well, it just did, just now" Michael said. Michael saw Tina fell to the floor, crying and screaming. Mary and Sarah ran to comfort her. "What. What's happened" Michael said. Richard walked up to Michael and put a hand on his shoulder, looked him in the eyes and said softly "I'm sorry. It's too late". Michael felt as if he had been hit by a truck at those words. "TOO LATE. What do you mean too late?" He knew exactly what it meant but was attempting to deny it to himself. "I'm sorry" Richard repeated. "We can't turn you back" Michael felt his knees go weak. He started to sway. As he started to fall both Richard and Andrew caught him and helped him to a chair where he just sat there staring at the wall. The only sound in the room was that of Tina crying. It seemed as if everyone just stood there for what seemed like hours to Michael. Finally Mary moved over and spoke to Michael. "Michael. Look I know how hard this is for you". "Do you." Michael interrupted "How could you. How could you possibly understand what I'm going through". Mary looked around at everyone, then looked back at Michael "You'd be surprised" she said with a faint smile. Mary went over to Richard and whispered something in his ear. He left the room and returned a few minutes later. "Michael. It's okay. It's not as bad as it seems. We can help you through this." Mary was trying to comfort Michael. "This can't be happening. It's a bad dream. I'm going to wake up in the morning and everything will be back as normal". Michael said in virtual monotone voice, a female monotone voice. Micheal felt a pain in his arm. He looked down to see that Richard had just injected him with something. "What have you done" shouted Michael as he leaped to his feet, his state of trance broken. "You need to sleep. We can talk in the morning." Mary said. "No, lets talk now. What was that" Michael said. "Just something to help you" Mary replied. "I don't... need..." Michael said. He already felt weak. Whatever they had injected him with was fast acting. He was about to use his telekinetic powers to try and escape but it was no use. He was already losing consiousness. Even if he could escape he knew he wouldn't get past the front door before he collapsed. He slumped back into the chair and into sleep. All he could hear was the muffled sound of Tina still crying. As he began to lose consciousness completely, he wondered what his life would contain from now on. ***************** End PS. I already have a sequel planned, but it will take several months to complete it. Phillip Stevens phil_stevens_2@hotmail.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----