Message-ID: <15890eli$9810040528@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: MelLin6695@aol.com Subject: new TG from Waldo - Phantom - part 8 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: <5e4ecef3.36165ea3@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 7b - Rude awakening (cont) ****** She walked slowly out of the water where she had rinsed herself after their spirited lovemaking. He had finally pulled his trousers and boots off after their mock rape, but had left his top and mask on. She watched him as he pulled his trousers back up "I thought that I suggested to you yesterday that you should always wear a protective cup in your jockey. You don't know how close I came to kneeing you when you grabbed me." "I tried one on this morning, but I still had a pee hard so it didn't fit right. I left it off." He mumbled as he dumped sand and water out of his boots. She sat down on the sand, feeling the sand wedge itself up the crack of her naked ass. "Why did you have a fantasy to rape me or rather to rape a woman with you being a male?" "Remember me telling you one time about how I used to be a tomboy when I was a little girl and then a boy in the seventh grade knocked me out. He was a friend of mine and I used to tease him with my budding tits when I discovered that I could arouse him. I would masturbate myself to sleep, thinking about new ways to harass him. One day, I took my teasing too far and he tried to force himself on me. For the first time, I was in a real fight and it felt good - even though I was losing. I was taller than he was, but he was strong for his age. He was pinning me and trying to pull my skirt up. I blooded his nose with my elbow making him very mad so he hit me hard, knocking me out. Well, I almost broke his nose which was enough to cool his ardor, plus the fact that my lip was bleeding from where he hit me. He ran away, leaving me lying on the ground with my skirt up and my panties pulled down to my knees. When I came to a couple of minutes later, I was scared but at the same time aroused. I cleaned myself up then went home, going to bed early. In bed that night, I masturbated thinking about what he almost did to me. Within a couple of weeks, that fantasy didn't thrill me as much so I started modifying it until I was him, raping me. That really turned me on because at that age, I really wanted to be a boy. It wasn't until my college years that I was able to shake some of those old memories and really enjoy being a woman. So when you told me about the Looking Glass, all those old fantasy's came back and I wanted to see what it was like to rape a woman." "Did you enjoy it?" "Yes and no. I could never rape anyone in real life. I also knew that you were just acting. So it was just a game - a bedtime game, out here on this beautiful river." Diana lay back on the sand spreading her legs and slightly arching her back so that her tits thrust forward so the little points and the surrounding circles of her nipples stood out, thrusting toward the sky. Then she softly asked "Did you ever have a fantasy about eating pussy - perhaps you were shipwrecked with a beautiful naked woman on an island?" ****** They were lying in their bed, all curled up. Her butt was within his body curve and his arm was around her waist, his hand cupping her breast. They were cooling off from their latest liaison, enjoying the calm after a spirited merging of their bodies. An hour earlier, they had sat in the center of the Throne Room and followed the same ritual that had originally started the process that changed their bodies. He pulled back her hair and adjusted his head so that his lips were only an inch from her ear before he whispered "Besides the wonderful sex, what will you remember about this experience?" "Hmmmm - there's so many things. I'll never forget how strong a mother's desire can be. I wanted a baby so bad that it almost hurt. And then there are the physical differences. This nose is more sensitive to smells and the smells played an important part in my reactions. I enjoyed smelling your musky body smell, which I had never noticed before. I also felt very different because of the much smaller body size. As a man, I was used to looking down on everything but as a woman; I had to look up at you so much that at times, I felt inferior just because of the size difference. And I'll never forget the way that the breasts jiggle with the slightest movement. At first, it was quite disconcerting but now I've grown so accustomed to that sensation, that I'll have a hard time adapting to being flat chested again. The jiggle of the breasts was the single thing that made me feel most like a woman and kept reminding me to let my feminine side of my personality take control of my thinking. And I know it sounds funny, but I'll miss having my period. I wish that the menstruation were over so I could feel what it's like to be in control of my emotions. I'll never forget the emotional swings - how one minute I was on top of the world and the next, crying my heart out for some silly reason. Not only did it affect my moods, but it affected my energy level - I could be lethargic one minute and full of energy the next." "Do you enjoy dressing as a woman and having everyone treat you as a woman?" "Yes and no. I never realized that you weren't treated as my equal before. Did you notice any difference in how people treated you?" "I found it easy to be a man. I walk, talk, and sat down differently, but I found it easy to wear a man's clothes, eat a man's large meal, and strut around as if I had been a man all my life. I found it easy to feel like I was a real man." She scooted her butt deeper into the curve of his body before she continued "When I feel your hard-on pressing against my butt, my mind starts reeling with desires I'd never had before. The mind numbing multiple orgasms will never be forgotten either. I can see now why a woman would take on a football team and just fuck all night. Last night, when you filled my ass and pussy with those two thick candles and stuck your cock in my mouth, was also something that I'll never forget. The feel of those two big thick objects separated by only a smidgen of flesh, rubbing in and out as your mouth teased my clit. God, how can you describe something as fantastic as that feeling?" "You just have to experience it; because I know what it's like to try to describe. How did it feel to suck my cock?" "Good. I knew that I had a big cock, but never knew how big until I had to cram is all into my mouth. Never having had a cock in my mouth before, I was very surprised at the silky smoothness of the flesh and the first bittersweet, salty taste of cum. The aroma was incredibly exciting and the taste was sweet and musky. It was a very nice experience; but I'll never do it to anyone else. I did it simply because it was you and something that you wanted me to do to you. I'll admit that I enjoyed it after I got started and wanted to do it as much as you wanted it but you can bet your fortune that another man's cock will never touch my lips." "I'm surprised that you adapted so well. I expected you to perform the wifely duty by opening your legs for me but that was as far as I expected you to go. You've been open to playing games in our previous sex life, but had always declined anything that could be homosexual in nature - such as that time; I had that dildo that I mounted to a belt. You just laid there, eyes closed, unmoving, as I tried to arouse you. So it surprised me when you adapted so easily." "That's me. I won't comprise myself with anyone but you and I've got very defined limits on what I'll do, even with you. What will you remember?" "Oh, there are so many things. I knew that you had a strong sex drive, but I wasn't prepared for my cock to be stiff and bulging most of the time. While I greatly enjoyed raping you today, I also enjoyed swimming back across the river with you and then the way you sat on my face as we did a mild sixty-nine on each other. For the first couple of minutes after you cleaned yourself in the river, it was a very wonderful experience. I'll never forget the way that you came walking out of the river, like a naked river nymph, then you dropped to your knees so that you were positioned above my face. I looked at that glistening, clean, still wet cunt as you slowly lowered it to my face. You guided it to my waiting mouth, and my eager tongue couldn't lick your slit enough. Thank goodness, this was a very mild cycle and the river cleaned you." "That wasn't the question. You're supposed to tell me what you liked about being a man, excluding sex." She demanded in a pouty voice, guiding his arm so his hand cupped her breast. "Then there was the way that you rubbed your cunt all over my face, pushing and grinding it and making your body writhe in spasms of sexual pleasure; as your lips sucked my cock. Have you figured out yet how that big cock fits down your throat?" She muffled a little giggling sound then whispered "Yesterday while you were off on your quest to clean out that bar, I was helping Taizza fix lunch. She had some carrots and I had to try one of them in my mouth to see if I could get that much slenderer root entirely in my mouth. I gagged and could only get about a third of it in before I had to give up. How I ever get something as thick and long as your cock in my mouth, is a mystery. But you'd better tell me what you promised." "I enjoy the feel of my new body, enjoy exploring my new body, and especially enjoy exploring what having a penis is like. Another thing is that I enjoy the fantastic feeling of being strong. I'd always envied the physical power of men, and just being able to feel the natural strength of your male body, is something that I'll never forget. I like walking around people, even the village natives, knowing that they are looking at me as a person and not as a simple cunt. It was an unusual feeling when I felt the broad pectoral muscles and realized that I didn't have to worry about people drooling over my breasts. I enjoyed being a woman and I miss the familiar jiggle of my breasts and their sensitivity but now that I'm a man - well, there are pros and cons of being either sex. I love the way my butt is now small, tight, and rock hard. I also enjoy being tall, and broad and strong as well. The height and strength were the two of the most wonderful feelings. I felt so powerful. Did you see where I repaired the door on the closet where The Phantom clothes are kept? Well, that first morning, while you were showering, I opened that door expecting the door to stick at usual and pulled it off the hinges, not knowing my new body's strength. I had Guran come fix it later, but I guess the height and strength were my two most memorable non-sexual feelings." -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----