Message-ID: <15887eli$9810040528@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: MelLin6695@aol.com Subject: new TG from Waldo - Phantom - part 6 of 16 0Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-transfer-encoding: 7bit Content-type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII 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: <1b11ebc0.36165e7a@aol.com> The Phantom By Waldo All rights reserved by the Author. This parody of The Phantom and supporting characters (Diana, Hero, etc.) isn't intended to claim ownership of The Phantom character. All comic characters in these stories are the property of their respective publishers. No profit is made from their usage in this story by the author and this story can't be distributed by any site or individual for their profit. This is an adult story. If you're not an adult, don't read any Futher. This is a transgender story where I concentrate more On the story than on the body switch aspects. Chapter 6 - Impotence The first time that she called him Kit was almost as difficult as the first time that she responded to someone calling her Diana. But after a few moments of pleasant dinning in the privacy of their living quarters, she felt very comfortable calling him Kit. During dinner, Diana discussed her promise to Taizza and Kit promised to talk to Taizza's father. While Kit ate a hearty meal, Diana discovered that she quickly became full after only a few bites while Kit seemed to have a bottomless stomach. Both of them talked and laughed about their first day living as the other person. Kit recited how it felt to thrash the bullies, describing the fight in graphic details but leaving out any mention of the erection. He told her how everything seemed so small now that he was a big man. His face turned serious when he described how he fulfilled the obligations of being The Phantom, by updating the Chronicles and visiting the Crypt. He kept silent about the time that he spent on the Throne, thinking about how difficult it would be to return to his real body. Diana told him a little about her day, but didn't feel that there was much for her to discuss. After all, most of the day was spent talking to women who were doing nothing but gossiping. While Kit cleaned up after supper, Diana went to the bathroom. She was horrified to discover that the pad was soaked with a bloody discharge. She dropped the pad in the commode as she cleaned herself. Going back into the bedroom, she got a fresh pad and panty, then walked to the waterfall. Undressing, she worried about having to dry her hair again, but she didn't want to go to bed with that unclean feeling, so she eased under the waterfall, knowing that the water would make a mess of her hair. As the water flowed around her, it seemed to relax her and pull some of the tension out of her tense body. She was drying herself off when Kit joined her beside the waterfall. He was wearing only the mask and skullcap with his robe and swim trunks. He dived into the water and swam a couple of laps as Diana sat on the rock and brushed her long hair, seeing for the first time how much trouble long hair was to maintain. When Kit finished bathing, they walked back to the cave together. As they walked into their bedroom, Diana felt the hair on her neck rise slightly as a sixth sense warned her about something that was getting ready to occur. She asked, "Are you going to rape me?" "Not tonight, your body's swollen slightly now and a rape could be a little unpleasurable, especially when you haven't learned yet how to enjoy yourself. I thought that we would start off exploring each other's new body and just let things happen." He undressed down to his undershorts then laid down on the bed. Diana noticed that he laid on the side of the bed that Kit usually laid on. Just as they took over each other bodies, so had they taken over minor things that each of them accepted for granted. Did that mean that Kit expected her to service him tonight? As she removed her bathrobe, she felt him staring at her naked body. She laid on the bed, quickly pulling the sheet up over her body, even though she wasn't cold. She could still feel him staring at her. He rolled over, facing her as he pulled the sheet down to her mid-waist so that her breasts were exposed. She didn't say a word, knowing that the desire to explore each other's side of the sexual fence was the main reason that the body exchange had been proposed. Kit ran his hand through her still wet hair then suggested "Would you like for me to brush your hair and put some makeup on you?" Diana sat up suddenly, angrily staring at a puzzled Kit as she screamed "I don't look pretty enough for you? Well, I've seen you look a lot worse and I still had enough respect for you, to let you look how you wanted to look." "I'm sorry." Suddenly Diana's eyes watered up and tears began to flow down her cheek as she gasped "I didn't mean it. I don't know why I screamed at you." "Come here. I understand." He suggested, pulling her slightly so that her head was resting in his armpit and her face was staring at his male nipples. Something about feeling the heat from his body and hearing the pounding of his heartbeat soothed her; removing the tension that she had been feeling. Lying in the crook of his arm, she could feel the strong muscles rippling under the tight skin as she stared at the small ringlets of dark brown hair around each nipple. She stared at the heaving of his chest with each breath; watching the stretching of his large round nipples; feeling the blood pulsing through the veins in his neck and being tickled by his baby fine hair on his arm. All while she was close enough to see the pores in his skin. Not knowing why she was doing it, she reached a finger out experimentally as she touched his nipples in turn, watching them contract as her long, red fingernail forced the nubs to attention. With her head still on his chest, she could feel his heart beat stronger and began to be aware that her body heat was rising along with his body heat. With a gentle guide of his strong arm under her head, he pulled her lips to his lips. If anyone had been observing them at that moment, it would have been extremely obvious that the touch of each other's mouth was absolutely electrifying to both of them. Diana was amazed that her former lips were so incredibly soft, his breath so sweet and his touch so tender. It wasn't what she thought that a man's kiss would be like. After the first timid touch, she wanted more. She pressed her mouth firmly against the male lips, kissing him back, tentatively at first and then more passionately as something deep within her awakens some deep, hungry desire. Her lips parted slightly allowing the tip of her wet tongue to slowly wash over his lips. Anticipating her desires, he opened his mouth slightly, allowing her tongue to enter his hungry mouth. He timidly touched her tongue with his own tongue, absorbing her warmth and wetness. After a second or two of friendly teasing, Diana pulled away from him as she blushed, knowing that she had just crossed an invisible line; one that she couldn't ignore as she stared at her former body. Dropping her eyes slightly, she could see a bulge in his underwear, knowing that it was his cock, filling with blood, pulsing, arching its way towards her. Diana felt her body heat up as Kit moved his hand down her legs and began to massage her thighs. Each touch of his hand made her hotter than before. She felt a strong desire for sex building within her. By the time that his hand rubbed lightly across her crotch, her whole attitude changed for the better. Where she had worried about this moment all day long, now all her cares and worry left her, replaced by a desire to explore her former body; to taste her former body and to feel her former cock inside her. Her lips kissed the nearest nipple on his perfectly muscular chest. He shifted position slightly as he started to roll over to face her. She stopped him with a husky whisper "No, I promised you that you would know what it's like to get the best blowjob in the world. Just lay back and enjoy." After he shifted back to lying on his back, she massaged his chest and warm nipples the way that the real Diana had previously massaged him so many times. Slowly, she lowered her head to the male nipples, pausing to flick her tongue at the nipple just enough to coat one side with her salvia; then she blew her warm breath on the damp nipple, watching it react as it swelled with blood. Delicately, she eased one nipple into her mouth, savoring the texture. Releasing her play-toy, she whispered "I didn't realize that male nipples had a slight musky taste, almost slightly salty taste." His husky response was "Yeah, I used to get very turned on just by licking your nipples, tasting your masculine, musky smell with my lips and tongue. The stronger you smelled sometimes, the more I enjoyed it." She started moving back and forth between his masculine nipples, licking and sucking one while her fingers fondled the other one, her hands trying to cup his muscular chest as if they were female breasts. One of his large hands began stroking her hair while the other one began cupping and fondling her female breasts. She slowly ran her fingers around his nipples, hearing him suck in his breath. She could tell that this was arousing him. She pinched a nipple softly, resulting in a slight moan of pleasure. She sat up suddenly, guiding his hands back to a resting position. Then she leaned over and kissed his stomach gently, darting the tip of her tongue into his belly button, moving back up towards his chest; making sure to trail her still-slightly- damp hair over his belly. She explored the bulge within his shorts and asked in a throaty whisper "Why did you wear underwear to bed?" After a momentary pause, he responded "I was afraid. Although I had dreamed about this moment all my life, now that it was here, I was worried about being able to perform. What if I discovered that I was impotent at that critical moment? After all, it's my real body that's making love to me. The same body that I've seen all my life. The body where I know every flaw, every curve, every wrinkle. I was worried that making love to my former body wouldn't turn me on. As I rode home today, I thought about it and the more I thought about it, the more worried I became." "I see. Well, big boy, just shut up and let this little bitch fuck your brains out after I give you the best blow job that any man ever got." He held up one massive hand as if he was directing traffic "You don't have to do that, if you don't want to. A lot of women work up to it." "No, I've thought about it all day in the back of my mind. I knew that I had to start there. If I can suck a man's cock in my mouth, then I can handle any other little bit of fucking femininity that is expected of me. Right now, this body is turned on and is telling me what it wants me to do; so just lay back and enjoy this treat - I might never do this again." As he dropped his hand, she bit one nipple gently, causing him to inhale sharply. She kissed his neck, nibbling at his ear lobes, biting gently, as she rubbed her hanging breasts against his chest. His mouth opened slightly as her mouth covered his much larger mouth. Her tongue darted into his mouth, seeking his larger oral muscle, as their tongues tried to wrap around each other. From his throat came the sound of soft sighs as his body began a slow, swaying motion caused by his hips as he followed the thrusts and twists of her darting tongue. She pulled her face back, exposing a roguish grin on her lips just before she trailed her tongue along the edges of his slightly parted lips; feeling his body sway as she probed him with her tongue. Her lips hung teasingly mere inches from his lips, her warm breath blowing on his slightly damped lips as she shifted slightly, pressing the length of her body against his chest. Her down hanging, stiffened nipples rubbed against him as he bowed his back slightly to feel more of her warm skin. For just a moment, she pressed into him as he moved, running the tip of her tongue along his shoulders as her breasts swirled around his chest in a circular motion. Then she pulled back, enjoying the sound of his light groan as her lips moved back down to his nipples, sucking them, tickling them with her tongue. As she played with him, she felt a very unfamiliar warm, wet sensation between her legs, which she quickly recognized as a female's natural lubrication process. She paused a second to enjoy that unusual excitement then she heard a light growl, or maybe it was a purring sound, escape her lips as she continued exploring her former body. She realized that she was breathing very hard, and that she could feel her heartbeat in her pussy better even than she could feel it in her chest. Sliding a finger under his underwear, she rubbed his cockhead with a fingertip, feeling the heat emitting from the hard shaft, as his jock bulge looked bigger than ever. As she gently fondled the hairy nuts, she felt his cock spring partially erect as it quickly thickened from her tantalizing foreplay. Staring at her arm disappearing into his underwear, it looked as if his cock was as big as her wrist. He arched his back slightly and pushed his underwear down, flicking it off with a snap of his ankle. She kissed and licked all over his body, as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the erotic pleasure she was sharing with him. With her knee, she guided him into spreading his legs and she eased down his body, trailing her tongue as she rubbed her breasts over his body. He groaned and stiffened when her swinging nipples brushed against his turgid cock as she moved down his tummy. A light moaning sound emitted from his throat as she softly kissed a little trail, down past his belly button, along his hip, to his thighs, moving in, licking his inner thigh up towards her ultimate goal. He splayed his legs wide open, exposing his powerful thighs and a dense bush of wiry dark curls in his crotch, from which hung the large heavy balls. She spread his athletic legs wider and licked along the crevice where his leg met his pubic area, and then down to the wrinkly section of skin between his balls and his asshole, working slowly up, sliding her warm tongue onto his scrotum. She was unable to keep from staring at the huge cock that was only inches from her face. From this close-up position, her former cock was quite large when fully erect. Stiffly the long, fat cock shaft rose out of his cock curls, at least nine inches long and almost as thick around as her wrist. The uncircumcised bulbous head was wet and shiny from the first smears of pre- cum, standing out erect from his groin, arching slightly to the right. The cock knob was as big as a small apple, bloated deep red and glistening with oozing cock cream. Staring at her former cock, she felt a strong craving throbbing in her cunt. She had never imagined that just looking at her former stiff prick could make her pussy feel so wet and hot. Her pussy was very wet, throbbing so horny that she could hardly think straight. She felt overwhelmed by desire, frustration and a wanton, uncontrollable lust. His hands gripped her hair as she licked up the length of his dick, tracing the rim of his throbbing, hot, head with her tongue. She shifted her body slightly so that her lips were just above the cockhead. She ran her tongue along the thick vein on the underside of his cock, starting at the root and working up to the bulbous dick-head. She squeezed the head gently so that the small piss-hole at the tip opened, and using her eager tongue, she licked at the semen, which was seeping out. She could taste his semen, salty and slightly bitter, and with her face buried in his pubic hair, she could smell the heady, overpowering musky smell of his cock. Opening her mouth slightly, she ran her tongue around the rim of the cock-head, feeling his entire body stiffen as her tongue touched him. She wrapped her small hand around the shaft and gently stroked his hard prick as she thought about what she'd committed to doing - to suck his cock. Staring at the huge bulbous shaft, she felt a little intimidated at the thought of getting even the cockhead within her mouth, much less the entire shaft. But remembering all the previous times when that same cock had buried itself in this same throat, Diana knew that somehow it would fit this time. She opened her mouth as his cock rubbed across her face. Without hesitating, she stuck it into her mouth as she widened her lips to accommodate it. He held her head in his hands and pushed her down, thrusting deeper into her. She gagged a little as the first rush of cock entered her mouth, but he paused, allowing her time to adjust to the heady mouthful of male organ. Holding his breath and concentrating on letting her take it, instead of forcing it down her throat, he was quickly rewarded as she relaxed her throat and pulled more of it into her mouth. He released a very loud pleasure moan as her warm mouth began sucking his cock deeper into her warm and wet mouth. Taking a deep breath, she gobbled the cock in one swoop, as she thrust it deep into her throat, so deep she almost gagged before drawing it out until just the very tip was still between her lips. Wrapping her slender hand around the shaft, she repeated the thrust. Pausing for a second, she felt her lips stretched tight as the huge shaft rested deep within her throat. She sucked the cock harder and harder, shocking herself with her eagerness to mouth and slurp a cock. She slowly pulled back; enjoying the sensation of the cockhead as it rubbed the sensitive skin within her throat. His back was slightly arched and sweat was coating his body as he tensed, letting her adjust to the foreign feel of a large cock within her mouth. As she thrust it back in and then began a rhythmic stroking, he could hear the soft gentle moaning which was coming from her, knowing that she was enjoying it as much as he was. Ignoring the slight gagging sensation, she eased her face closer to his hairy crotch swallowing all of his cock in one swallow. The huge prick responded to her hard, wet sucking by growing even bigger and stiffer within her already full mouth and stretched lips. The cock knob puffed up, pulsating against the roof of her throat. Not able to control himself anymore, his hands began guiding her head, helping her as she repeatedly swallowed his cock, each swallow taking his cockhead from her lips to deep within her throat. As he jerked and thrust against her, he felt her tighten and tense up suddenly. With a quick jerk, she pulled his cock from her mouth, still holding it in her hand. Her hand began squeezing it hard as her fingernails dug into his tender skin. Recognizing that she was experiencing the beginning of a female orgasm, he softly groaned "Let it rip, baby. Don't hold back. You've got more coming." Every muscle on her body was tight, sweat was dripping down her forehead, and her eyes were staring at some invisible point in space as her body reacted to her first female orgasm. Suddenly her fingernails dug in deeper and she arched her back, raising herself on her elbows as a deep guttural sound groaned from her quivering lips. Then her body began shaking as her eyes glazed over, losing focus as they sank back into her head. Almost as suddenly as it began, she collapsed on top of him, still clutching his cock in her hand. For about thirty seconds, he let her lie there, experiencing the afterglow; then he whispered "We're just getting started." Raising her head, he observed a heavy drop of sweat dripping from her nose as she smiled at him. Then she opened her mouth and sucked his cock deep within her throat. This time, she didn't pull it out and held it there, with her lips buried in his pubic hair. With her tongue, she began stroking the base of the turgid shaft, while she made swallowing motions with her throat, putting gentle pressure on his cock. Gasping at the sensual feel of her total swallowing of his cock, he grabbed the bedsheet, digging in with his fingernails as she manipulated his meat with her throat muscles. Eyes closed, she seemed to forget who she really was as she lost herself in lust. Her passion continued to build along with that of her lover. Arching his back, he raised them both off the bed, but she refused to surrender her swallowed prisoner. As he arched his back repeatedly up and down, a little of his cock would pull loose from her lips, but she would gulp it back down. Every thirty seconds, she would pull her head back until his cock cleared her throat, then she'd take a quick gasp of air, then re- swallow his cock. On each stroke, his thick dick came out slick and glistening with her saliva, then she pushed it back in, stuffing her mouth and throat with all of his shaft, somehow, keeping from choking. His humps became more frantic as he felt the hot cum boiling up deep inside him. His balls were slapping against her chin as he humped her mouth. As he tensed for the explosion, she lifted her head and pulled the cock from her mouth. By that time, he didn't care because his cum was roaring through his body. Suddenly, he stiffened and grunted, the muscles of his naked ass clenching and unclenching rapidly. A gob of thick white cum spurted powerfully from his dick, splattering in Diana's face and running down her cheeks. More and more spunk shot forth, until Diana's face was drenched in the warm milky juice. As the jets of hot cum shot from his cock, she stroked his dick, pumping the jets toward her waiting, gulping mouth. The cock juice was spewing into her mouth, squirting on her tonsils and running down her throat. Feverishly she clung to the enormous, cream-shooting cock, loving the taste of his cum. She continued sucking, jacking and swallowing all at the same time, not wanting to release his cock until she'd sucked every droplet of salty cream from his cock. She finished him off by pumping her fist up and down on his glistening cock, holding her mouth wide open an inch from his piss-hole, letting the milky cum spurt in. She swallowed his sperm-load hungrily as he pumped away and emptied his balls into her gulping mouth. When his cock stopped spurting cum, she let it slip from her lips and smiled at her husband. She raised her cum-covered face from his crotch, feeling very dazed and horny, running her tongue around her mouth to lick up the cream as if she had done this before. She was breathing hard, and her pussy was extremely wet. With a gentle pull, Kit pulled her up from her position between his legs to where she was lying on top of his body. With a loving motion, he licked the last of the cum from her chin, then slipped his tongue into her mouth and kissed her. ****** Diana eased out of the bed, noting it was still dark outside. Picking up her robe, and the fresh padded panty that she had prepared the night before, she opened the bedroom door and walked gingerly to the bathroom. Her genitalia area was extremely sensitive this morning, thanks to the almost all night fuck sessions. She dropped the robe on the sink counter and eased her tender butt onto the high commode sink. As she peed, she flinched from the unexpected, slight pain as her tender body overloaded her sensory system. Wrapping a couple rolls of toilet paper around her small hand, she smiled as she remembered why she was sore, as she smelled the dried mess between her legs. He had four massive organisms, pumping a gusher of cum each time as if it was his first time. While she had so many organisms that she lost count. It was somewhere around thirty before they both wound down enough to fall asleep, still entwined. She remembered collapsing on top of him; his semi-flaccid cock still embedded within her. Both of them lost count of their climaxes as time stopped for them. She thought about his climax and how it sent her into fits of ecstasy as she felt his hot seed pour into her; remembering his cries and moans - how his rapid thrusts burned with pleasure. For a couple of moments, she lost herself in a dream world as she remembered how wonderful it had been. Just the two of them, enjoying each other's body. A faint smile formed on her face as she remembered the waves of liquid pleasure that pulsated through her, as she experienced her first night of female orgasms. She remembered the moment that she learned how to clamp down on his dick with her pussy muscles and to squeeze his cock; and how it felt to have his cock twitching as he came deep inside her. After delicately drying herself as much as possible with that matted pubic hair, she slipped the padded panties on, then put the robe on as she walked down the hallway. She entered the Throne Room and sat down on the Throne seat that didn't fit her bottom or legs now. Sitting on the chair was a little uncomfortable, so she pulled her legs up and curled the legs under her as she leaned back, looking at the familiar Throne Room. "Penny for your thoughts?" Diana jumped suddenly, pulled back from her reverie. Then she smiled as she replied "Just thinking about everything has occurred to us in the last twenty-four hours. Tonight's the night when it all ends and we go back to our normal bodies." "Only if we perform the ceremony. What would you think about keeping this arrangement for a little bit longer? After all, I've haven't raped you yet." She laughed a vibrant laugh, countering with "Thank god. If you'd raped me, I'd need some crutches to move this tender ass around. I can barely walk, after your relative gentle session last night." "Yeah, we both walked away with battle scars. I don't think my back will ever heal from all that clawing and scratching. But the worst part was that I still had an erection this morning. I almost had to break it, just to pee." "It's called a pee hard. It happens quite frequently." "My first personal experience with one. You ignored my question." "I know. For some strange reason, I didn't want to answer it at this time. While I prefer my former male life, I feel reluctant to give this one up so soon." "Know what you mean. That's why I asked the question. After all, tonight is the night that we agreed to change back. We could postpone it one more night. Tomorrow night is also a full moon." A frown appeared on her forehead, causing a long lock of hair to fall down over her forehead that she brushed back as the frown was replaced by her familiar smile. "I thought about it, but Mozz has been predicting that we'll get our first tropical storm of the season tomorrow night. If he's right and he usually is, then there'll be no moonlight to act as the catalyst for our exchange. The storm will probably ruin the following night, which will be the last full moon night for several weeks. In less than two weeks, that boatload of American gangsters will land and I've got to be there to stop them. That is, I've got to be there as The Phantom." "I could do it." "Maybe, but we don't want to take chances yet. I let you go against that local bunch of sorry-ass ragamuffins in that bar, because I knew that even Taizza could whip their butt. No, this new threat will be professionals and you don't have the skill level to stop them yet. And if you got hurt, where would that leave me? You know that I'd have to revenge you. I'd leap on Hero and ride into town blasting away, but that wouldn't bring you back. It could be the end of The Phantoms because there's no male heir." A smile formed on Kit's face as he softly responded "We could go back to bed and work on solving that male heir problem." "You've really turned into a man. All you can think about is getting some nooky and getting your rocks off." "Yes, dear. And I'll be the first to admit that the mighty invincible Phantom can be brought down by a little pussy." Bending over, he picked her up as she put her arms around his neck. Easily picking up her small body, he carried her down the hallway as she ordered in a very firm voice "We'll swap back tonight. Understand." "Yes, dear. And are you aware that you're no longer a virgin as of seven hours ago? While my body lost its virginity so long ago that I don't want to think about it, you were technically a virgin last night - because it was the first time that you made love as a woman to a man." "Yes, love. And so were you." she confessed as she nibbled on his salty neck. "Almost. I've been in bed with a woman before - back in my college days. But it was my first time to fuck a woman with my cock. How did you learn how to give such good blow jobs?" "It was easy. I just remembered what I enjoyed when you blew me." "Shhhh, I know that you threw some little techniques in that I'd never done before. But I wasn't going to mention them. I just considered them as techniques that you learned from other women before we married - back in your swinging stud bachelor days. What other secrets would you like to reveal?" 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