Message-ID: <15888eli$9810040528@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: MelLin6695@aol.com Subject: new TG from Waldo - Phantom - part 7 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: <94767e3e.36165e95@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 7 - Rude awakening It was a normal relaxing day. After finally getting out of bed and taking a leisurely swim in the lake, both of them dressed for a morning walk through the village. The Phantom brushed Diana's hair and applied a little makeup to her face, showing her some of the tricks of applying the cosmetics. Then he selected a long dark skirt that came down to her ankles and a while blouse with ruffles down the front. Winking at her, he joked "I used to wear this after a long night with you, because you can get by without wearing a bra. The ruffles will hide the sleazy look of the bouncing boobs, although none of the natives will care because of their women's almost nude dresses. Put your riding boots on and we'll go for a little ride, later." Entering the village, they both noticed that there were several unknown natives sitting around the town center. As soon as Guran saw The Phantom, Guran rushed to them. "They are here over a cow. Both sides claim ownership." Looking at the natives, they both knew that their leisurely morning would be occupied with tribal affairs. Every so often, The Phantom would officiate over a village court where he would settle disputes between different villages. He let the tribal chiefs settle the disputes within their own village, but disputes between neighboring villages required a higher authority. Because it kept the peace between villages, he was pleased to preside over their disputes, which usually had a common sense solution. The Phantom replied "In five minutes, bring them to the Throne Room." As Guran hurried back to tell them the good news, Diana whispered "Your morning's shot. They'll use the standard flowery speech that takes all morning to get one fact across, hoping to win the judgment by flowery praise, not by describing facts. Then the other side will need rebuttal time." "I know. But it's The Phantom's job to bring peace to the jungle. What'll you do to entertain yourself until I'm free?" "I feel very mellow right now, so it really doesn't matter. I'll probably go see Taizza. We'll find some girl things to do to keep ourselves occupied." Turning around, The Phantom strode back to Skull Cave, knowing that Guran would guide them. Diana looked at the broad back, smiling as she realized what a nice, tight ass The Phantom had and how nice that tight purple suit made him look. Taizza was in the group of villagers that had been looking at the strangers. As soon as The Phantom walked away, she ran to Diana and tugged on her hand. "Come on, Diana. Gua's and his wife have their new baby at the spring. Maita's proud of her new son and she's showing it off to everyone. If you don't come and look at it, she'll feel insulted." Tugging on her arm, Diana had no choice but let the pigmy woman lead her back to the spring, where the baby would be resting under the shade of the shed. As Taizza tugged on Diana, Taizza's small boobs bounced suggestively up and down. Diana couldn't help but stare at how puffy Taizza's nipples looked today. Perhaps it was all the sex that she had just experienced, but there was something about Taizza's body that slightly aroused Diana today. As they walked, Taizza chattered about how happy her father was that The Phantom had talked to him about Mauba. Diana just nodded and let the young girl ramble on, while she stole a glance at the young woman's exceedingly large nipples. Then a blush came over her face as she realized that there was nothing different about Taizza; and that the nipples appeared larger because the Diana body was much smaller than The Phantom body, thus making Taizza's body seem bigger. Taizza told her, how she had been down at the lake, waiting for Diana when someone yelled that The Phantom was walking to the village. So Taizza had run to the village and now her body was coated with a light coat of sweat. As they walked, holding hands, Diana glanced at how gracefully Taizza moved and how sensuously her breasts swayed as they walked. Her body glistened with a patina of perspiration and there were drops of sweat slowly streaking down her flat belly toward the small wrap around skirt that she wore. As they approached the shed, the small group of women standing around the shed parted for them. Sitting in the shade, Maita was holding her baby, letting it nurse at her swollen breasts. Wrapping a big smile across her face, Taizza whispered "She saved the seat next to her for you. She wants you to hold her baby and to bring good luck to her new son." Caught off guard by that request, Diana hesitated for a second, then observed that Taizza was correct. Putting a big smile on her face, she sat down next to the mother and loudly declared "You've got a fine son. He'll grow up to be a famous warrior, loved by all and feared by his enemies." Diana smiled as she stared at the baby, but her eyes quickly shifted focus slightly as she stared at the baby's mouth suckling on his mother's turgid nipple. The baby's small lips were wrapped around the tip of the nipple and it was sucking on the nipple feverishly. Its mouth was coated with some of the warm, salty-sweet, creamy liquid that was flowing from Maita's breast. Pulling the baby from her breast, it started crying. She held it up and announced "Please honor me and my son by letting my son nurse on the breasts of The Phantom's wife. My husband believes that within your body, flows the milk that produces strong warriors." Caught off guard by the unexpected request, Diana stammered "I.that is.er.my body's not lactating." Maita held the crying infant and had a look of hurt on her face. Seeing the look, Diana relented "All right. Give me a second to get this blouse off." Maita's face lit up as she wiped the still crying baby's face with her skirt. Diana unbuttoned her blouse and removed the blouse so that she was as bare-breasted as the other women standing around the shed were. She held out her hand, cradling the baby's neck to support its head as she accepted the crying infant from its mother. Turning the baby slightly so it was lying in her arms and its face was next to her breast, she held the baby. The baby continued to cry, ignoring the nipple that Diana was rubbing against its lips. Maita squeezed her own breast's puffy red areola between her thumb and forefinger, as she began milking her own nipple slowly and rhythmically while coating her finger with her lactation. Diana understood what she was doing although she had never thought about it. Diana pulled the baby's head back slightly from her breasts as Maita rubbed the warm liquid on Diana's nipple. Then Diana held the baby's crying face against her breast, cradling him in one arm. Almost immediately, the baby's crying changed to a whimper, as he smelled the mother's milk on the nipple touching his lips. His small hand touched her breast; gently probing its host breast, trying to find the source of the milk it smelled. With her free hand, Diana rolled her nipple between her fingers, gently tugging and pulling it toward the baby's lips. The baby whimpered a low moan that all of the women understood. Encouraged by the baby's weak movements, Diana guided her nipple into the baby's open mouth, which quickly closed around the nipple. The watching women smiled as the little baby lapped, licked and sucked her nipple trying to pull nourishment from her breast. Maita rubbed another finger coated with her milk against the baby's lips, which just made the baby suck harder on Diana's nipple. For several minutes, they continued this feeding, with the mother providing the milk from a coated finger and the baby wildly sucking on the already sensitive nipple. Then the baby quit nursing and let her nipple ease out of its mouth as it drifted off to sleep. The mother held out her arms and Diana regretfully passed the child back to its mother. The mother whispered "My son will serve your son, just as his father has served your husband. I thank you for honoring me and my family by nursing my son." Diana felt a very strong desire, which she couldn't explain. She had a catch in her throat and couldn't answer; closing her eyes, she barely shook her head in response. She knew that her body was excited, aroused and her legs were weak and rubbery at that moment. It wasn't a sexual occurrence but a natural desire to nurse a child. Standing up, looking at the child sleeping in his mother's arms, she felt proud that she had been permitted to share that unique experience that only mothers can experience. Blowing a kiss to the sleeping child, she picked up her blouse and slipped out from the shed. Taizza smiled at her friend as Diana winked at her. Suddenly Diana paused as she realized that where she had felt a little sexual desire and nervousness from staring at her friend's nipples before, now she felt different as she stared at Taizza's breasts. Instead, she felt some sort of bond that hadn't been there before. As if they were sisters, destined to nurse each other's future children. Smiling at her younger friend, Diana hung her blouse on a nearby tree limb, feeling a strong desire to become closer to this young woman who had turned into her best friend. And if her best friend went topless all the time, then it was good enough for her also. Taking Taizza's hand, Diana and Taizza strolled through the village, stopping to talk to other women. Close to the village center, Diana saw Mozz sitting under the tree, telling his stories to the children. He looked up at the two approaching women, but didn't stare or act as if there was any difference in the white woman's appearance. ****** After the euphoria wore off, Diana cried. Not a sobbing cry - just a little bit of tears that ruined the makeup that had been so carefully applied earlier. After asking Taizza to go home, she sat on a boulder near the Skull Cave, feeling embarrassed by the way that she had shown off her female body, not thinking that it would be returned to its rightful owner that night. It was something that the real Diana wouldn't have done. She would have nursed the baby, but then she would've dressed again - not show off her body like a shameless slut. She slipped into the cave, keeping into the shadows as she slipped by the entrance to the Skull Cave, hoping that no one else saw her. She found a similar blouse in the closet, tried to fix her raccoon eyes where her tears had smeared her makeup; and finally was satisfied with her appearance. As she exited the bedroom, The Phantom was sitting on the floor in the hallway, petting Devil. He looked up "Hi. After I finished my judge duty, I walked back to town looking for you. I saw your blouse hanging on the tree and Guran told me about your nursing experience. That explained why you also didn't feel like putting your blouse back on. I understand and would've done the same thing." Without putting his hand on the ground and using only pure leg muscle, he rose to his feet, pulling her to him, holding her smaller body against his larger body. He bowed his head, seeking her lips as she stood on tiptoe to meet his lips. He put his strong arms around the woman that was now his wife "I know how you're feeling, trust me." As they kissed, Diana could feel her nipples growing and hardening. She spread her legs slightly, feeling his muscular thigh ease into the opening, and press against her mound. Just that simple touch was enough to invoke a familiar wetness seeping from between her legs and soaking her panties. The Phantom removed his hands from where he had been cupping her butt and raised them to her breast, stroking her long, rigid nipple through the flimsy material. Then, cupping his hand, he slowly moved it around her breast, underneath it to feel its weight and firmness, then up to her swollen nipple to feel its firm, spongy resilience He cupped his large hand against her warm flesh and whispered "There's nothing wrong with exposing your woman's body, it's the most natural and beautiful thing in the world." Pulling her lips from his lips, she asked, "You're sure? You aren't lying to me - trying to make me feel better, are you?" "As I told you yesterday, you're being bombarded with unfamiliar sensations from your female hormones. Every thing that you've done or felt is a normal female reaction. When you allowed that baby to suckle you, it turned on the mother hen instincts, so you were only doing what your body was telling you to do. As for walking bare-breasted through the village - well, I discovered my first week here that all the men are used to bare boobs jiggling all over the place. They get more turned on when they see a woman covering her body. So, don't worry about my reputation. Now, let's go for a horseback ride while we still have some daylight left." ****** She was galloping across the field on her horse as The Phantom and Hero chased her. She was doing the same thing that they had done only a couple of days ago; only this time their parts in this scenario were reversed. They were fulfilling the real Diana's wish by giving her a body to rape. Hero quickly caught up with her horse. The Phantom leaned over to snatch her from the seat, but she ducked and turned her horse away, dodging his sweeping arm. Within seconds, Hero had pulled back beside her horse. As he reached for her again, she dropped out of the saddle, rolling as she hit the ground. Jumping to her feet, she ran toward the bunch of boulders that had been her original target ever since they started this chase. She ran toward a very narrow chimney, which she had played in when she was a little boy. Behind her, she could hear The Phantom running as fast as he could and she could tell that he was gaining on her. Reaching the narrow chimney, she turned sideways and slipped into the narrow crevice, knowing from experience that it was too narrow for his larger barrel chested body. As she slipped through the narrow opening, she realized that she could get stuck because of her boobs. Pushing sideways through the narrow crevice, she quickly entered a wider area where there was a rock stairway that she could easily climb to the top, while he had to find another way to reach the top of the bluff. After a couple of minutes, she was staring over the ledge, looking down at The Phantom as he climbed up the face of the steep cliff. Smiling at her ingenuity in putting hard physical obstacles between them, she sat down and quickly undressed. Tying her clothes and boots together in one big ball, she threw them off the cliff so that they landed close to where the horses were grazing. Standing on the edge of the cliff, she pushed some small rocks off so that they fell near The Phantom. Not close enough to hit him, but close enough to exasperate him. When he got about ten feet from the top, she darted across the bluff to the edge that overlooked the river. When he reached the top of the bluff, she stood still just long enough so that he could see where she was standing. Then she dove off the cliff into the river forty feet below. She didn't surface when she leveled off, but swam with the intent of putting as much distance as possible between her and the cliff. Her lithe body parted the water, muscles straining as she glided faster and further away from the cliff. Finally surfacing, she glanced at the cliff, surprised that it was empty. Looking at the water, she could see waves radiating from a point close to the cliff, where The Phantom had already dived in. He hadn't waited for her to surface and was swimming as fast as he could underwater to surprise her by being close. Taking a quick gulf of air, she dived deep and swam downstream, knowing that she could cover more distance in that direction. When she surfaced for air, he was forty feet away and waiting. As soon as her head broke water, he dived toward her. She swallowed a big gulp of air knowing that her smaller lungs hadn't had the opportunity to rest from the last dive yet. Under the water she zigzagged, hoping that she could get to shore, where she knew another trick that would slow him down. Then a strong arm grabbed her leg as he caught her. With a quick pull, he jerked her back to him where he pinned her struggling arms tight against his chest. He forced them both to the surface with strong kicks of his legs. Reaching the surface, he relaxed for a moment, allowing her to raise her knees and put her feet against his chest. With a hard push, she broke free of his grasp as she pushed away from him and started swimming as hard as she could for shore. Five seconds later, her feet touched ground and she began running. She was almost out of the knee-deep water, when he leaped and tackled her, knocking her down, underneath his heavy body. This time, he held on to her leg and dragged her to shore with one hand as he unbuckled his gun belt with the other hand. Throwing his gun belt onto the sandy bar, he pulled her up on the sandy beach and dropped her on her back as he pulled down his trousers. She turned and tried to crawl away but he fell on top of her and rolled her over, not bothering to remove his trousers, which he pushed down over his boots. He threw himself on top of her, pinning her lithe body to the ground. Resisting him, she tried to squirm free, but couldn't bulge his heavier powerful body. She struggled, fighting and kicking, but she was held so firmly that she couldn't even turn over on her side. Her shoulders were held tight against the ground and her knees were forced apart by his heavy leg. She knew that his strength was overpowering but she continued to struggle, swinging her hips in a fruitless effort to escape him. "You can't have me!" She screamed as she pounded her fists against his massive chest, knowing that her feeble blows weren't hurting him. Her back ached from the heavy weight of his body as he laid on her, holding her more with his weight, than with his superior strength. He was at her like an animal, making animal noises, his mouth grunting as he nuzzled and sniffed her like a hungry dog. She found what he was doing exciting, making her quiver with delight as she felt his teeth. She wanted to open her thighs even wider to give him more room, but knew that it wasn't time yet. Grinning, he covered her lips with his lips, forcing his tongue into her mouth. She tried to turn away, but he held her head as his tongue forced its way into her mouth for a second. His hands began to run over her body, exploring every inch of her soft hidden recesses. Fingers tweaked cruelly at her nipples until they stood erect and hard. He kneaded her breasts with increasing pressure ignoring her whimpers as the pain began to feel good to her. Forcing her tightly clinched legs apart with his body weight; he maneuvered himself so that the engorged head of his cock was positioned right above her pussy. She felt him move closer in until she could feel the jerking and pulsing of his hardened staff as it beat relentlessly against the flesh of her thighs. She could feel his pulsing organ as it slowly began to push steadily against the lips of her vagina and slide into the soft channel between her legs. She wiggled and turned, trying to avoid his impalement, but the intrusion grew harder and pushed deeper against her. With a quick motion, he rammed himself forward, burying his cock inside her with one violent shove. Her entire body tightened under him from the shock of his massive cock ramming into her dry, tight pussy. For just a moment, she forgot her role and thrust her hips upward to meet him, then remembered that she was supposed to be an unwilling participant. With a loud groan, she bucked and twisted beneath him, struggling to pull her body away from him, forcing him to pin her arms back over her head; using his weight and one hand to pin her. He grunted roughly in his passion and began to grunt as he continued to fondle and pinch her body in every part he could reach without letting go of the grip that held her pinned to the ground. With his other hand, he grabbed her ass as he brutally rammed his cock in and out of her. Within moments, he stiffened as he felt that now familiar feeling as the cum rushed through his body. As he shot his load into her belly, she stopped struggling and wrapped her legs around his powerful thighs as his hot cum filled her pussy. She let out a series of whimpers as she bucked and writhed on his cock and then stiffened as her back arched up off the ground pulling him deeply into her body. For several seconds they lay there as his throbbing cock pumped more jism into her. As the last spasm racked his body, he pulled out and rolled off of her, onto his back. ****** -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----