Message-ID: <15892eli$9810040528@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: MelLin6695@aol.com Subject: new TG from Waldo - Phantom - part 13 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: 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 10b - On board the Yacht (cont) ****** The swim had taken longer than expected with the tide, pulling him away from the yacht. Finally he reached the boat anchor and rested while he listened to the sounds of the party. Satisfied that no one was aware of his presence, he pushed off and swam around the boat, looking at the portholes, until he saw the small ribbon fluttering in the wind. Then he counted the portholes, estimating where her cabin was. Returning to the anchor, he slowly climbed up the anchor chain; taking his time so that he would make no noise. Reaching the top of the chain, he stared through the anchor deck groove, observing that the anchor was at the front of the yacht, where the party was going on. Looking around the open deck and into the cabin, he estimated that there was close to two hundred people, counting guests and staff at this party. Observing a covered lifeboat close by, he grasped the rail and muscled his way along the outer side of the boat until he was next to the boat. Pulling himself up, he eased under the tarpaulin covering the lifeboat and into the lifeboat. Removing his backpack, he unwrapped the holster and guns from their protective wrapping. Using his knife, he cut a small slit in the tarpaulin so that he could look out at the party. There were too many people milling around, wearing formal clothes, for him to explore the ship, so he planed to wait. He looked around the deck and didn't see Diana, but did see Lucky talking to the Mayor. Then he saw Maggie approach Lucky and whisper something in Lucky's ear. Lucky signaled to some of his bodyguards and they followed him into the main room. The Phantom didn't know where Lucky was going, and wished that he knew where Diana was. But where ever she was, she was able to take care of herself. ****** "Where are my friends? We were just going to fuck a little then we were coming back to the party." Slurred a naked Diana, lying on the bed, her neatly brushed hair now splayed all over the pillow; as she tried to sit up. Maggie had finished undressing her after the guards transported her to Maggie's cabin. The two men who had drugged her, were gagged, tied, and dragged to the rear of the ship, where they would be thrown overboard. They were some guests that had crashed a party at another port and had overstayed their welcome. Maggie sat down in the only chair in the small stateroom, staring at the woman's naked body that was sprawled on the bed. The woman's face was covered by a mass of dark hair so that Maggie couldn't see her face; but she knew that Diana was breathing by the rising and falling breasts as she laid on the bed. Then came the slurred request again "When are we going to fuck? I wanta fuck. I had a cock - a big cock and was getting ready to fuck it. Where are they?" "They're not here anymore. And you're supposed to sleep it off." "Sleep - SLEEP. NO FUCKING WAY. HAHAHAHAH, I'm going to get fucked tonight. Hay, you're pretty. What's your name?" asked Diana as she sat up, pushing her hair away from her face. "We've already met. I'm Maggie." "Yeah, Maggie the bitch. You're pissed off at me for taking Lucky away from you and now you're keeping me from my friends. Well, you don't know who you're dealing with and I'm just the man - pardon me, I mean woman - to kick your fucking ass. Now, where's that man with the big limpid cock and hard brown eyes. Hahahahah, you get it." "Yeah, I get it. Now shut up or I'll sit on you." A smile formed on Diana's face as she replied "Take your panties off first and then you can sit on my face. I was born a pussy eater and never seen a pussy that my tongue couldn't whip." "You're obnoxious when you're drunk - do you know that?" "Fuck no. I've never been drunk. I'm The Phantom and can't get drunk." "Phantom - I've heard about that old jungle legend. A masked man who fights crime. Well, you've got a nice disguise." "Shhhhh. IT'S A SECRET. I swapped bodies with my wife and she's in my body while I'm in her body so she's me and I'm her; but I'm really The Phantom although she's in my body. I'm here to stop you and these other criminals. I'm going to kick your ass - after I get through eating your pussy." She declared as she began to play with her pubic mound, gently pulling at the dark, curly hair and letting her fingers roam gingerly over the lips of her vagina. "Lucky doesn't let me play those games." "Me neither. Or is it either? Who the fuck knows or cares. I only know that I was about to get fucked and you stopped it. Why?" "Because we're sisters and I'd like to think that you would do the same for me, if someone slipped me a Mickey." "Sisters - yeah, I like that. I'll be your sister. Do you like my body?" "Yeah, you've got a nice one. Small but you're very proportional." Diana cupped her breasts and leaned her head back, shaking her hair as she squeezed her breasts. Straightening her head so that she was staring at Maggie again, Diana whispered in a husky voice "I'm so horny tonight. I didn't know him, but I wanted to fuck him. Or let him fuck me. While we were dancing, he kissed and nibbled my ear and neck, biting gently on me. As I danced with him, I imagined his tongue probing my body, finding my wetness. I knew that we were dancing but I wanted to writhe and moan as I through about him licking, probing and sucking me. I rubbed my pussy against him and could feel his hard cock in his trousers. Was that wrong? After all, I'm supposed to be a good girl." "You're a good girl. That was just the drug that he gave you." "Yeah. It made me feel strange. I wanted to drop to my knees and suck him on the dance floor and had to fight the urge. I pretended his fingers were sliding deep into my body and stroking my deepest recesses. I felt an orgasm build within me, and I bit my tongue as I followed him down to his room. He whispered to me of a night long pleasure, as he teased me with his tongue and lips, hinting of fucking me as he brought me to climax after climax. Do you think that I'm a nympho?" "No. Just a na | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----