Message-ID: <13414eli$9807271205@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Phillip Stevens Subject: NEW TG: Dream Girl 4/5 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 Four Michael had been wandering aimlessly since leaving his hotel room. He was still wondering what to do. He knew he had to leave the hotel room, because it would only be a matter of time before Mary came looking for him there. He still wanted more information. He had to get back to Tina and find out just what she had done to him. But where was she. Could she still be in the house. Had she been knocked out as well. Since Mary turned up at the hospital, they must have found her. He thought he should go to Tina's. Since he had no more money, he would have to walk. He knew roughly the right direction and he also knew it would take a least an hour an a half to walk that distance. He considered trying to phone them, but somehow he wanted to go to the house on his terms. He wanted to have an edge and he didn't want to warn them. He set about walking. It would give him a chance to sort out his thoughts as well. Although it was now late afternoon, it was a very hot day. He still wasn't used to the power of the Californian sun, but with his new softer skin, the sun seemed to contain even more power. He simply had to unzip his jacket to cool down. He continued walking. He was trying to relax and forget basically forget what has happened. This was impossible. Every time one of his feet hit the ground, his large breasts would bounce and jiggle. He simply couldn't put it out of his mind. The weight of them seemed to be pulling him forward. His entire balance was off. How the hell did women live with these things. His nipples were rubbing against his shirt, making them very erect again. His mind drifted back to what he had done in his hotel room. He had masturbated in front of the mirror and had got very turned on by watching himself do this. He was having trouble reconciling with himself exactly what he had done. Part of him said it was a pretty natural thing to do given his current body, but another part was disgusted at himself. All his efforts should be concentrated in getting his old body back, not jerking off. He also tried to resolve exactly how it felt. Because it was completely unplanned, he found it difficult to fully grasp the feeling and he felt annoyed with himself at that. To his knowledge, no guy has ever known what it really feels like when a woman cums. They can guess, they can imagine, but they never really know. Half an hour ago, he found out, but he was too preoccupied with enjoying himself that he forgot to savior the moment and remember it. He may never get another chance to find out. Because he had actually enjoyed it so much, that only served to make him even more confused. An hour ago, his desire to become male again was absolute, and now, whilst his desire to become male was still very strong indeed, there was a part of him that wished he could spend just a little more time in this body to explore these new feelings. This was what really scared him the most. It wasn't Tina or whoever had done this to him, but his own feelings that scared him. It was like a door which had been pushed open a crack and he wasn't sure if he could keep it closed or stop it from opening further. He didn't want to open Pandora's Box because he was afraid what he would find. Something told him that 'a little more time' could easily end up as 'the rest of his life' if he was not careful. There was one other thing which scared him. He thought back to when he was thrusting his fingers in and out of his cunt and he was approaching his orgasm. If, at that moment, Tina would have burst in the room and said "if you go any further you'll be stuck like that for the rest of your life", then... well... he wasn't sure if he would have actually stopped, because at that moment, he wanted to come. It didn't matter what the cost would have been. He just needed to come. He walked for another ten or fifteen minutes when he realised that he was did not like neighborhood he was in. He knew he was going in the right direction, but this neighborhood was definitely not the best route. He was attracting far too much attention. It seemed as if everyone was staring at him. Up ahead there was a group of young men hanging around and they had definitely spotted him. Although he couldn't hear what they were saying to one another, he simply knew what they talking about. Michael seriously considered crossing the street or turning around, but decided this could easily make matters worse. He decided to keep walking at a steady pace and attempt to ignore everyone. There were two men in a car, and another three standing around. Every one of them was staring intently at Michael. He could almost feel their eyes burning into him. To make matters worse, he knew exactly what these men were thinking becasuse yesterday he would have been thinking the same thing. Okay, he would not have stared so much, but he would have also have been thinking of the best way to get into this girls panties. Just as he thought he was going to get past them, one of the men stepped out in front of Michael blocking his path. "Well, look at what we have here" he said. Michael tried to sidestep to get round this man, but he simply matched Michael's move blocking him again. Michael noticed that the man looked down at his tits and his stare lingered there for a few seconds before returning to meet Michael's eyes much like the taxi driver had done earlier. Michael now regretted unzipping his jacket. "Let me through" said Michael defiantly. "Say please" said the man. His friends move in to surround Michael. Suddenly Michael very incredibly vulnerable. He had never even considered this possibility. As a man these people probably would not have even noticed him, and if they did they would not have cared, but now here he was surrounded by a gang of men. "Please" said Michael as firmly as he could, although the tone of his voice was not nearly as firm as it would have been had he been male. "What's the password" asked the man. Michael was now getting very nervous indeed. Had his telekinetic powers been working, he would have simply knocked the man down with a single punch. If you take down the leader, all of the others will just melt away. But that was not an option. He considered attacking the leader anyway, but he knew he was no match for one of these guys, let alone three of them. He was rattled and all of the men knew it. He was at their mercy. It was just a question of how far they were going to take this. One of the men behind Michael reached round and fondled one of his tits. "Don't touch me" Michael shouted as he tried to push the man away. ***************** Richard and his colleague were back at Sarah's house. Sarah was still comforting Tina. They were all a bit concerned and annoyed. Concerned at what had happened, but annoyed that Tina had broken their rules and used the full Transformation spell on an outsider. Richard continued to explain to everyone exactly what they saw Michael do in his hotel room. He described exactly what he had done including his examination, masturbation, his crying on the toilet and his attempts to control his hair and tits. Mary made a mental note to remind everyone that Michael's hair was now tied back. Richard had also taken his police radio. He heard his call number. It was his station. "We have a possible lead on your missing girl. There's a 67 in progress. The girl matches your description." The address followed. Richard looked shocked. "Can you repeat. Did you say a code 67" Richard asked back. "Affirmative. Sorry" "Roger. I'm on my way there now" "What's a code 67" Tina asked. Her tears still had not dried. "It's... nothing" Richard replied totally unconvincingly "WHAT IS IT" Tina demanded. Richard swallowed hard. Mary, Andrew and Sarah also looked on intently. "Rape in progress" Richard whispered. ***************** Michael lay on the ground curled up. He didn't want to move at all. He felt so... violated. He had been constantly crying since the attack. Crying was something he hardly ever did as a man. Michael decided that the feeling of being raped is something no man can ever truly experience. He had never been so frightened and vulnerable in all his life. He never wanted to feel that way again. He hadn't actually been raped, but it had come pretty close, so close it probably didn't make much difference. The men had continued to annoy him for a few more minutes. After he had pushed the man away for trying to fondle his tits, he thought they would leave him alone. But then something changed. The look of interest in their eyes turned to sheer lust. The same look of lust that he saw in the taxi driver's eyes. They had dragged him into an alleyway. Two of the men had held him down, whilst the third one groped and fondled him. He had sat on top of him, ripped his shirt open to expose his breasts. He was amazed at their size. He then began to fondle his breasts. He tried struggling, but it was no use. These men were simply too strong for him. He tried calling out, but one of the men beside him held a knife to his throat. He felt so scared, so terrified. The worst part of it was that they were actually taking their time. They seemed to be laughing and enjoying all this. It wasn't the sex they were after, it was the power. The mere fact that they could have this 'girl' whether she liked it or not. He tried to use his telekinetic powers but they still hadn't returned to full force. They were still at a diminished level, not capable of lifting anything heavier than golf ball. This was one of Michael's nightmares. That someday when he really needed them, his telekinetic powers would desert him. Admittedly, he never imagined it would be to stop himself from being raped, but he needed them now more than ever. The man on top had then pulled Michael's jeans down and looked surprised when he saw Michael's boxers. His face became stern. He pulled out a knife. "This bitch had better be a real bitch. If not, she soon will be" he had said. For the first time since his transformation, Michael was actually relieved that his transformation had been complete. The man ripped off his boxer shorts and smiled when he saw Michael's blonde pussy. He threw the knife away and then started to unbuckle his belt. "This bitch just needs a good fucking to loosen her up" he had said. Michael closed his eyes. Sometimes, he had been able to retrieve his telekinetic powers by concentrating extremely hard because if there was ever a time they were needed, it was now. He used every ounce of mental strength to try and do this now. He felt a hand on his crotch. He tried to block it out. He felt something build inside him. The man holding the knife was on his left. He was sitting on his left arm. He reached inside himself and lifted his arm up, lifting the man up with him. The man lost his balance and fell backwards. The other two men were stunned. Before either of them could do anything, Michael struck the main on his right with his left fist. He hit him in the shoulder. Given his weaker strength, he would not have expected to do much, but with the extra boost his powers the man was sent flying. He also heard a crack of bone. He then repeated this with the man who was sitting on his legs but with his right hand. He hit him square in the head sending in flying backwards as well. Michael then jumped up and pulled his jeans up. Someone grabbed him from behind. It was the man who had held the knife to his throat. He had forgotten about him. Luckily he must have dropped the knife, but he had him in a head lock. He used his elbow to hit him in the stomach. Again, this would not have normally done much damage, but with his extra power, he temporarily winded him. The man released him. Michael turned around and kicked him in the groin. With the extra force, Michael kicked him so hard, the mans feet actually lifted off the ground. He squealed and collapsed on the floor. Michael forced a brief smile when he recalled that. He knew for a fact how much that would have hurt. There were some other onlookers. They had been watching the rape clearly enjoying what they saw. They now all looked shocked. Michael was pissed by now and didn't care how many of them there were. He took one step towards them expecting a fight, but they all scattered. He had never seen a gang of men run so quickly. He had zipped up his jacket, ran down the various alleyways and found a quiet corner in which to curl up into and cry. He wondered that if this is what life will be like from now on. He moved slightly. Both his arms hurt like hell where the men had been sitting on them and his boobs hurt from all the running. In the space of an hour he had experienced the highs and lows of what it was like to be a woman. Any minor thoughts that he did have about wanting to experience his new body were now gone. He hated this body now. He wanted his old body back. He had to find Tina and make her turn him back. ***************** Back at Sarah's house, Tina was in a complete state of hysteria. As soon as she found out about the rape, she started screaming. She had been crying ever since. Sarah really felt for her daughter. Sarah knew that Tina was beginning to fall for Michael. After all Michael had saved their lives and it's just possible that Tina's actions may have just killed Michael. If that happens, Sarah knew that Tina would be grief striken. She may never get over it. Sarah was also feeling guilty again. Earlier when she thought that Michael had possibly raped her daughter, Sarah was seriously considering putting Michael through that experience herself. She had wished he could know what it felt like. She realised right now he is probably finding out first hand. Had her magic somehow caused this. Her rational mind told her this simply wasn't possible, that the effects of magic are very localized, but some part of her couldn't shake the fact that she had somehow caused this. The phone rang at Sarah's house. "Hello" "Sarah, it's Richard. I'm at the rape scene." "Richard. Is Michael there. Is he... okay". Tina immediately stopped crying. She listened intently. "I can't say. We can't find her, but I think so." said Richard remembering to refer to Michael in the female sense in public "She ran off before we got here. The guys that attacked her. She... well... she damn well kicked their ass. One's got a broken collar bone. Another's got concussion and the third has been kicked in the balls so hard, he'll be a soprano for weeks." "So she wasn't raped then". Sarah turned to Tina and gave a reassuring smile. Tina's face lit up at this. "Well I don't know, but I don't think so. The people aren't talking. There were about fifteen people watching, but no-one saw a thing." "I think those pheremones had something to do with this" Richard said talking in a quiter tone so he was not heard. "I've talked to a few people. These guys were no angels, they were part of a gang, but they were not the rapist type. They're as much a victim here as Michael is." "No rapist is a victim. They should still be punished" Sarah said, a little angry at Richard's tone. "Well, I think they already have. They've been beat up and humiliated by their attacker. I think that's a far better punishment than any prison sentance. They won't try that again in a hurry." Richard paused. "You should have seen what she did to these guys. I would have trouble taking down these guys. That must be one hell of a black belt she has. So much for her not being as effective as a female." "You were not there when he rescued us. According to Mary, he punched out the windshield on our car." "Well this is getting out of hand. My Captain's already giving me heat over how this "innocent little girl" was able to do that. I asked if he'd have preferred her to be raped. That shut him up for now, but questions are starting to be asked. I don't want to tell you what the rest of their gang are talking about doing to her. One's things for sure. If she wasn't pissed before, she certainly is now. Have you heard anything." "No. But it isn't long now before it will become permanent. I don't what we'll do then" ***************** Continued in part five... Phillip Stevens phil_stevens_2@hotmail.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----