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FAMILY
BY RONI

The morning was dark and dismal; another rainy day, that would make ten in a row. I was not used to having so much rain. I had just moved to the West coast because my job brought me here; it was easy for me to move around because I have no family to speak of. I was an only child and my parents were killed in a car accident when I was eighteen so I was effectively alone. I didn’t know my grandparents on either side; dad had always told me that they were back in Eastern Europe somewhere but never got very specific. I guess I could have done some research to find out but frankly I didn’t care that much. I entered the military shortly after my parent’s death and did two tours in Iraq before I left the military to peruse other ventures.

The company that I now work for investigates natural anomalies; that is to say they have me check up on what most people would call ghost stories or folk lore. It sort of reminds me of the X files “The truth is out there” and all that BS. I took the job because it sounded fun and it allows me to travel all over the world; plus the money is great! I have yet to find anything that remotely comes close to being magical or unexplainable; so far everything that I have investigated has a natural and earthly reason for it happening. Now I was in Vancouver Canada and looking out the window of my condo; the view would be great if it wasn’t always raining. Turning away from the window I returned to my bed; she was still sleeping and I didn’t want to wake her just yet. I had met her last night and we just hit it off and we ended up spending the night together. I laughed to myself “I don’t even remember her name!” I looked at the clock and saw that it was eight in the morning; “My day is nearly over!” I muse. Ever since the military I have not been able to sleep in past five in the morning! Unless of course I am stone drunk; this happens very rarely.
Since I was up at five I checked my e-mails and got my latest assignment; apparently people have been finding severed feet along the coast line and nothing else. Seven feet so far all from different people; so there are at least seven people who are missing one foot. I found it funny that the Canadian police were unable to find out who the people were or where the feet are coming from. My job was to find out how this was happening and why; apparently there were rumors that aliens or witches were involved. “God people can be so stupid sometimes.” I thought, but they do keep me employed. After I got my assignment I did my morning workout and then showered all without waking what’s her name.

I got up from the bed and went to the kitchen; the least I can do is make her breakfast before she leaves. Being single you would think that I was not much of a cook but you would be wrong! I love to cook and when I get the time I am usually fairly good at impressing the ladies with my skill. I put the coffee on and then start to make my specialty; ham and cheese omelet. I had just finished shopping so I had everything that I would need; I heated up the pans and placed two handfuls of hash browns in one of them hearing the sizzle of the potatoes start to cook. It would take a few minutes for them to cook so I put on the toast then returned to prepare the omelet. “Good morning handsome.” I hear from the doorway and I knew she was up; now if I could only remember her name! I smile at her and offer her a cup of Joe; she eagerly accepts and then sits down at my kitchen bar. “I had a wonderful time last night.” She stated then turned shy; “In all the excitement I don’t think I told you my name.” she confessed. I felt a wave of relief come over me; “That’s OK; for what we did last night names were not required.” I told her causing her to blush. “Anyway my name is Tammy.” “Nice to meet you Tammy, I’m Josh.”

I finished preparing the food and then we both sat down at the table and we ate, I was not used to spending this much time with one person; at least not one that I had just had sex with the night before. I was not a stud bedding all the girls he could find but I was not a choir boy either. My military training had left me a little socially inept and with my new job I really had no reason to work on it. I managed to get through the small talk and promise her that I would call her when I got some time off from my job. I could barely wait for her to leave; I enjoyed my solitude and she just would not stop talking. Were all girls like that? I cleaned up the kitchen placing the dishes in the dishwasher and leaving the kitchen spotless like no one had ever even been there.

Returning to my computer I tried to get more info on the severed feet which there was not much of. I would have to do my work the old fashioned way; get out there and ask questions and look at where the feet were found. I dressed grabbed my travel/work kit and left the condo. My first stop was the RCMP head office in Vancouver; I was hoping that they would be willing to help me out. I talked to the constable who was at the desk and he called in a detective who would be able to assist me. I explained to him who I was and showed him my credentials which I don’t think impressed him much but he did help me out. He showed me all the information that they had and allowed me to make copies of it all. I left loaded with all the new info which included maps of the area as well as tide maps and topographical maps of the terrain. I plugged in the coordinates into my GPS and then headed out.

I drove out of the city heading up the coast northward; it felt like ages before I was out of the city but I finally felt the comfort and solitude of the forest. Relaxing I continued to drive north eventually coming to a small town that was not on the map or in my GPS. I thought that was odd but not that unusual, there were many such little towns dotted along the coast line. I realized that if I wanted to continue further north I was going to need a boat for there were no roads leading out of the town. Now that I thought was suspicious and was going to ask when I got to the marina as to why. Seeing as the GPS was not going to help me here I turned it off and started to look around as to where I should go. Logically thinking; if I followed the road heading west I would or should hit the coast line and see the ocean. I was pleased when I saw the ocean on the horizon and even more pleased when I saw the Marina at the bottom of the hill.

Pulling into the parking lot I locked up my Jeep and went into the Marina office; the place was like stepping back in time. I don’t think anything had changed in this office since the thirties! I looked around, no computer; no telephone but there was a wire telegraph machine behind the counter. Maybe this was like a museum or something; I read somewhere that Canadians loved to set up heritage museums all over the place. I rang the bell; an old beat up looking sailor came to the counter looking upset that I had interrupted something. “How can I help you young man?” he spoke; his low gravelly voice reverberating through my very being. “I need to rent a boat for a few days maybe even for a few weeks.” I politely told him. “What fer? Going fishin’?” “No sir, I’m doing some research on a book I am writing.” It was easier to tell them that then try to get into the whole reason why I really was there. “How big were ya lookin’ at?” I was having trouble understanding what he was saying but I guessed as to what he was asking. “Nothing too big maybe a twenty foot fishing boat?” “Why you wantin’ a fishin’ boat if ya ain’t gona fish? Ya should be getin’ a yacht!” I blushed. “If you have a yacht that I could rent it would be perfect.” I asked. He squinted at me and then smiled; “I like ya; you’re all right!” he said and pulled out a book from under the counter. It was covered with dust and he blew it off before opening it. “We don’t get many requests for boats around here.” He said smiling again.

He looked through the book squinting trying to read what was written then smiled. “Here ya go it might be a bit bigger than what ya want but it’s very good; almost like new!” he stated. “How much bigger is it?” “She be a thirty footer but she handles like a kitten.” He said smiling. “I was thinking that maybe I could get someone to go with me you know like a guide? As you can tell I’m not from around here.” I joked. He cracked up laughing; “The only one young enough around here to go with you would be my granddaughter. She be about your age I think.” He told me then looking me up and down he smiled again. “You might be able to handle her but she has to agree first!” I had visions of a big tough macho woman with hairy legs and I involuntarily shivered at the thought. I had met my share of macho women in the military and they all acted like they needed to prove something like being a woman was a handicap. I smiled at the old man and asked him if he could ask her for me. “Sorry son but you are on your own, you will find her at the diner down the Marina; just don’t expect her to be all smiles to see you.” He warned me and then went back to where he first came from.

I walked out of the office and looked down the Marina; I could barely make out the diner at the far end of the Marina and knew I was in for a long walk if I wanted her to guide me. I looked out at the boats and saw the boat that he was talking about; it was the only one there that looked like it was in seaworthy condition. The name of the boat was “Family” I thought that was an odd name for a boat but then again I was not going to argue if it was the best one there. I started to walk up the Marina; the sun was now high above me and its warmth felt good on my waterlogged spirit. I took off my jacket and slung it over my shoulder it had gotten hot very quickly as I made my way to the diner. I looked around for any sign of life for besides the old man I had not seen anyone around; you would think that this town would be buzzing with fishermen heading in and out of the Marina.

I got closer to the diner and I noticed that it looked like one of those diners back in the fifties; I almost expected to hear Bebop music coming from the diner. I opened the door and heard a little bell ring which made me smile; again I felt like I had just stepped back in time as I looked around the diner. I was pleased to see other people there as they all looked at me; they were all men! Not a woman in sight and like the old man said there were all older than me. Most of the men looked like they were in their fifties and a couple looking even older than that. I made my way to the counter and sat down and braced myself for the macho woman that was going to come out from the back.

I was shocked and pleasantly surprised when the most beautiful blond walked out from the back carrying a tray of food. She must have been about 5’6” tall and all but 120lbs soaking wet. She had the smoothest skin I had ever seen as well as the tiniest waist it must have been barely 19” around! She looked at me and I could see in her eyes that she was not pleased to see me. She finished serving a table and then returned to where I was sitting pulling out a notepad; “What would you like mister?” she spoke. Her voice sounded like an angles; I had never heard such a beautiful voice before. “I’m sorry if I came at the wrong time miss but what I want in not on the menu.” I told her hoping that my efforts at flirting were not lost on her. She smiled; “Cute but I’m not for sale; what would you like?” I told her that I had just come from the Marina office and that the old man there said that she would be able to help me. “Did he now? So what might you need my help in?” “I need a guide to navigate a boat around the coast line for me; I will pay you whatever you want.” I told her. “Whatever I want eh? That could be very costly for you!” she stated. I was mesmerized by her angelic voice; “Cost is not an issue, what is important is if you know your way around a boat and if you know the waters.” I told her.

“She is the best around here son!” I heard one of the men tell me from the table she had just served. “What about the diner? I can’t just close it up for a day or two!” she complained. “Anyway what kind of boat do you have that you need my help with?” “Well the old man has rented me the thirty foot yacht called “Family” for as long as I’m going to need it.” I answered. The place suddenly went quiet as everyone looked at me and then just as quickly they resumed their activities. I looked around and everyone that made eye contact with me smiled and then looked away. “What the hell was that all about?” I asked the girl and noticed that she was still looking at me and smiling. “Oh don’t worry about them they get that way sometimes; by the way I’m Jenny.” She said and put out her hand for me to shake. “Yea…I’m Josh nice to meet you Jenny.” I shook her hand feeling a small electric shock go through me. She giggled; “It’s the dryness of the building.” She stated still giggling. “So are you willing to help me out?” I asked again this time trying to show her my lost puppy dog eyes. “Ok I will help you but you will have to help me in return when I ask for it!” she stated. “Deal; now when can we get started?”

“You will have to wait till tomorrow, it’s getting late and you don’t want to be out on the water at night. We will start first thing in the morning.” She stated. “Great so is there some place I can sleep tonight?” She giggled; “Well you can always sleep on the boat, that way you will be ready when I get there in the morning.” “Sounds good to me; so I’ll see you tomorrow Jenny?” I got up and left hearing the chatter get louder as I left. “What was that all about?” I walked all the way back to the Marina office and told the old man that she was going to help me and that she suggested that I sleep that night on the boat. “You must have really impressed her son she just doesn’t close down her diner for anyone.” He told me. I then remembered about the road and I asked him about it. “This is the end of the line for the road son; we are the last town before the great unknown!” he stated like the rest of the world was a total mystery. “Besides the diner is there any place I can go to get a drink and a meal in this town?” He smiled: “A drink ya want? No problem, there is Jimmy’s Bar N’ Grill just up the road to your left but be careful the guys there can be pretty rough.” He warned. “No problem pops; I spent four years with the Marines in Iraq I think I will be able to handle it.” I told him as I walked out.

I decided that I was going to put my stuff on the boat first and then walk up the hill and get myself a drink and some food. I grabbed my kit and turned to go to the boat and that was when I saw her; another girl! She was just as pretty as Jenny but she seemed to be very shy keeping to the shadows and not letting me get a full glimpse of her. I smiled and walked down to the boat, I checked the mooring just to make sure it was secured and then boarded the boat. Out of habit I called out if there was anyone on board and if I had permission to board. All I heard were the waves slapping against the boat so I proceeded down into the cabin of the yacht. It was beautiful, all the brass accents were sparkling like it had just been polished and the rest of the boat was just as clean. The bed was a big king size bed; I smiled knowing that I was going to enjoy my sleep tonight. I set my pack down on the floor beside the bed and checked out the bathroom; it too was spotless and shinny with a large Jacuzzi tub just begging for someone to enjoy it. I promised myself that if my night went smoothly and if I had enough time that I would enjoy the tub tonight. I returned topside and looked around, the sun was about to set and the fading light was streaking across the horizon. I noticed that the road didn’t have any lights on it so it would be a long dark walk back when I did return. I decided that I would pick up my flashlight from my Jeep before heading up the road to the Bar N’ Grill.

Again I saw the girl but this time she had friends with her but they all kept to the shadows; at least this town did have girls albeit they were shy. I unlocked my Jeep and grabbed my flashlight; it was beside my Glock 9mm, I had received permission from the Canadian Government to be allowed to carry it just like I did all over the world. My job at times was dangerous thus I was issued the 9mm; I thought about it and decided that I was not going to need it with me tonight. I locked up the Jeep and casually walked up the hill to the Bar N’ Grill; the last of the sun was dipping behind the horizon casting a blood red hue in the sky. I walked into the bar just as the last of the sun sank taking the light with it. I stood at the doorway for a few seconds allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness of the bar. Once my eyes were in focus I looked around and found a little booth that was empty and went and sat down. All eyes were on me and I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up which made me feel uneasy. I quickly sized up the place letting my military training take over; how was the bar laid out? Where were the exits? How many hostiles was I up against?

I counted six men all around fifty years old and far from being fit so the threat level was low. “If these are the rough crowd the old man was talking about I had nothing to worry about.” I thought as I shifted in my seat relaxing. My eye caught her movements the moment she entered the room and I watched her sway her way over to me. The way her hips moved defied nature, nearly hypnotizing me with their rhythmic movements. She was beautiful just like Jenny and the other girls that I saw; was it possible for this town to have so many beautiful girls? Where were all the young men? These girls had to have boyfriends somewhere? She smiled at me and asked me what I would like; her voice just as angelic as Jenny’s. “I’ll have a Jack and Ginger please.” I told her and she turned and swayed away just like she did when she came. Thoughts of doing several impossible sexual positions with her popped into my head and I smiled. “Wishful thinking Josh!” I told myself and returned to examining the bar.

It was a simple yet effective layout several booths ran along the walls all varying in size; a row of bar stools that were bolted to the floor ran the length of the bar and a large open dance floor in the middle. There were no loose chairs that could be used in the event of a bar fight which was a smart idea. The waitress returned with my drink and I asked her for the menu, she smiled and pulled one out from her apron and handed it to me. “Just call me when you are ready sugar; my name is Candy.” She said so sweetly and then wiggled her way over to the next booth that had several old men sitting at it. I looked over the menu not surprised that it was severely limited when it came to selection. It didn’t really matter for I was only interested in one item; the steak sandwich. I tried to make eye contact with Candy but she was busy chatting up a lone old man sitting at the bar. I noticed that he was looking at her like he was in love with her yet he seemed very sad. I also noticed that she was looking at him in the same fashion; maybe she was into older men. Who was I to make judgment on their relationship?

Seeing that getting her attention meant having to call her name I called out to her; “Candy, I’m ready to order!” I called out but I guess it was not loud enough for she never moved. “You have to do better than that son.” I heard one of the men in the booth next to mine say. “Like this son, watch and learn.” He loudly whistled then yelled out “Hey toots we have an order over here; wiggle your ass over here!” I was embarrassed; I had only heard someone say something like that in the movies and those were the old B&W ones! Candy quickly stood up and smiled brightly and just as ordered she sashayed her way over to me. “Sorry for the wait sugar I was just talking to my hubby.” She explained. “That’s Ok I guess; may I have the steak sandwich medium rare please.” “Sure thing sugar, coming right up.” She smiled and sashayed off to the kitchen. “She’s good to look at but not very bright.” I heard her “Hubby” state as he walked over to me and sat down.

I introduced myself and was about to go into the lie about doing research for my book when he confronted me. “You are here about the feet aren’t you?” he looked me right in the eyes. No sense in lying so I just nodded. “If it wasn’t for strangest like you there would not be any feet!” he stated. Now I was curious as to what he meant by that. “Care to tell me about it?” I asked. The old man looked around to the other men there and they all nodded. “OK but don’t say that you were not warned! He stated ominously.“It all started back about sixty years ago, a stranger like yourself came stumbling into town stating that he had been attacked on the road and that all his belongings had been taken. We are a small town of friendly folk so we took him in and gave him a place to rest; the women folk even made him new clothes. He was a wolf in sheep’s cloth; a demon and he preyed upon us using our friendliness to trick us into making a deal with him. He offered our women the gift of eternal youth and beauty and us men the joy of always being able to see that beauty every day. Like fools we accepted this “gift” without finding out the cost! You can see the cost; the women have stayed young and beautiful while we men have aged but we are unable to die! The gift was for eternal youth for the women and an eternity of aging for the men! I have been married to Candy for fifty years but you would not know it by looking at us; I look like her grandfather and it breaks my heart for I am unable to satisfy her any longer. She tries to cheer me up but her beauty is my constant reminder that I was a fool along with the rest of the men in this town.” He bowed his head and began to quietly sob.

Candy returned with my steak just as he started to sob and she knew what had happened. I looked at her; her beauty was amazing and I could see why the men made the deal, who would not want to wake up to that beauty every day? I looked into her eyes trying to figure out if this story was true and what I saw scared me; her eyes told me that what he told me was the whole truth yet that there was more! She placed my food down and sat beside her husband holding him as he sobbed the look on her face told me that she would gladly give up her beauty to be able to please her husband. “Is there any way that the curse can be broken?” I inquired. She looked at me and smiled. “There is a way but up until now everyone who has tried has failed; those feet that have been found is all that is left of the poor men who have tried.” She explained. “So tell me what has to be done to lift this curse and what will happen to all of you if the curse is lifted?” “Well what has to be done sounds simple but no one has survived so I guess it’s not that easy. As for what will happen to us I don’t know; the men may become young again like us or we women will age to match our husbands. Whatever happens we are willing to accept the outcome together as family.

I was now very intrigued and needed to know more, this is just what my job was; to find out about and solve. “Please tell me what must be done to lift the curse; I am willing to give it a try!” I told them. “No you can’t!” exclaimed Candy. “Seven other men have tried and they all lost their lives in doing it; it would not be right to ask you to risk you life for total strangers.” “Thanks for the warning but this is what I do for a living, I have spent my entire live putting my life on the line for strangers. I spent four years fighting in Iraq for a people who didn’t want me there and who hated me just because I was not like them. I have no family to miss me so I fight for those who can’t and try to help everyone just like they were my family.” I explained “So please tell me what must be done so that I can free everyone from this curse.” They all looked around and I saw slight nods from the men. “OK we will tell you but you will only be able to do it if we all agree that you can, which means a town meeting.” “That’s great when can we get this meeting arranged?” I asked. “Let me make a few calls.” Candy stated and then got up and left the room.
While I waited I ate the steak which I thought was probably the best one I had had in a long time. Candy returned half hour later and told me that the town was going to meet here in twenty minutes. I was surprised at how fast she managed to get things organized and suspected that she was not as dim as her husband said she was. I continued to talk to the men finding out that Carl was the husband of Candy and that the old man at the Marina; Tim was actually the husband to Jenny. I also learned that the curse only affected the married couples so all the young and single people had left town shortly after the curse took hold. Slowly the towns folk started to show up; the girls that I had seen in the shadows were now in the bar sitting beside their husbands and giggling like little school girls. The last couple to show up was Jenny and Tim and they both looked ashamed and could not make eye contact with me. Once everyone settled down I took stock as to how many couples were there; ten couples, twenty people were affected by this curse. “Was my life worth twenty people?” I thought; “Yes it was in fact if it would have been just one person it would still be worth it!

Candy and Carl explained to them all that I was told about the curse and that I was willing to try to lift the curse willingly. I saw Jenny shy away and look to the ground like she had done something terrible, Tim took her hand and gave it a squeeze. Everyone agreed that if I was willing to do it on my own free will then it was worth a try; I was then told what I would have to do. I would have to spend one night on the boat called “Family” in the open ocean. “That’s it? That is all I need to do?” I questioned. “It may sound simple but as you know seven other men have tried and all have failed!” stated Jenny. “You suggested that I spend the night on the boat!” I confronted her “And you rented me the boat!” I told Tim. “You both tried to trick me into being your salvation probably hoping that I would not receive the same fate as the others, am I correct?” I asked sternly. Everyone fell silent as I looked around the room. “Trickery and lies will never help in lifting your curse if the person is not willing to do it knowing the possible outcome.” I scolded all of them. “I am willing to do this for all of you by my own free will knowing that this may be my last action in this world. I hope I am successful but if I’m not promise me that you will never try to trick anyone else into it.” I asked.

I received a room full of “Yes” and I was satisfied that I had made my point. I looked at my watch and it was still early only being 7 pm so I decided that I should go right ahead and get it done tonight. If I was successful then maybe I would be able to relax and take a little holiday here in this town before I had to return to Vancouver and the rain. I thanked Candy for the meal and the drink and offered to pay but she refused to take my money. Jenny offered to walk me down to the boat and to help me get her off into the open ocean. On our walk back to the boat I felt like I was a condemned man taking my final walk to the chair. I asked her if she knew anything about what was going to happen on the boat but she knew nothing. “All I know is that we push the boat out to sea and then it always returns in the morning empty.” She told me; I contemplated getting my 9mm but realized that if it truly was a demon that I was going up against the gun would be useless. I looked at the boat and remembered just how beautiful I thought it was when I first saw it. “Oh well; here goes” I said to myself and boarded the boat for what might be my last night alive.

Jenny released the mooring and gave the boat a gentle push and I felt her move away from the dock and start to drift with the tide. I fired up the engines and they sprang to life purring like a well tuned machine. I steered her out into the open water not really sure where I was going to go but knew that this was going to be an incredible report to write if I survived. I ran the Yacht out about three hundred meters, I could barely make out the lights of the town. I was not sure if this was far enough out but it was good enough for me; I turned off the engines and dropped anchor and waited. Half an hour passed and nothing, I decided that I might as well get the use of the Jacuzzi tub while I had the chance. I returned to the cabin and noticed that my kit was nowhere to be found, I knew I had brought it on board so while the tub was filling up with water I looked around for it. I opened the drawers of the dresser and noticed that that the top drawer was full of sexy feminine lingerie; the second one was filled with nylons and pretty ankle socks. The bottom drawer was full of sexy toys; vibrators of all shapes and sizes were in there along with some leather bondage toys. I picked up the fur covered handcuffs and thought that those might be fun; I quickly returned them to the drawer and closed it. In the closet I found dresses and skirts in all colors and styles along with sexy blouses and sweaters.

Was there a girl living on the Yacht? By all appearances there must have been, that meant that she could be on board and she was the one who took my kit. I quickly remembered about the water in the Jacuzzi and ran to the bathroom to turn it off but it was already off! In fact someone had placed bubble bath into the water so that there were lots of pink bubbles floating on the top of the water. I looked around; there was no way that someone would have been able to slip by me while I was looking in the bedroom. I called out for them to show themselves but I got no answer; the only sound that I heard was the water slapping against the sides of the Yacht. The scent of the bubbles were reaching me and it smelt like roses; I loved the smell of roses and it brought back memories of my mom for she would always cut and arrange fresh roses from her garden for the table. I was lost in my memories and by the time I returned to reality I found myself naked and in the tub.

How the hell did that happen? I have always been in control of my actions! The water was perfect; not to hot yet not to cold; it was just the way I liked it so I relaxed and laid back allowing the water to wash over me. I could feel the bubbles tingle as they made contact with my body and then they would disappear; out of habit I sank my head down under the water allowing the water to completely cover me. When I came back up I strangely felt different like something had changed; I looked around but everything looked just like it had until I looked at myself. All the bubbles were gone and I could see that my skin was soft and smooth with nary a hair on my arms and legs. Strangely I didn’t panic which I should have; I continued to examine my body and as I looked at it I felt the changes. Like a wave hitting me in the face I gasped for air; I felt the weight of my breasts on my chest, the added cushioning of my plump rounded ass. Worst of all or best of all for I was still not sure but I felt the void between my legs, I had a vagina! I reached down between my loins and felt my new sex allowing my finger to trace the folds of my labia till I reached my clitoris. I shuddered when I touched it; the feeling was fantastic and I needed to feel more!

I tweaked my clit sending shots of electricity right up to my breasts; god that felt so good! I reached up with my free hand and played with my erect nipples feeling how good it felt to pinch them. My mind was swimming with so many erotic feelings; the need to feel my pussy was unstoppable and I continued to finger my clit. Slowly I allowed my fingers to enter my opening sinking one then two fingers into me; I craved more, I needed more! Three fingers were in me but that was not satisfying my needs I wanted to feel my pussy full! I remembered about the toys in the bottom drawer and wished that I had one right now. Just as I was thinking about it I opened my eyes to see a lone dildo sitting on the edge of the tub; how the hell did that get there? I didn’t dwell on that thought too long before the thought of having it in my pussy took over. I reached out for it and held it in my hand; it felt so good so right! I brought it to my lips and licked it first before lowering it under the water and letting it touch my pussy lips. The feeling was so euphoric as my pussy tingled with anticipation just before I pushed it into me; my lips parted and eagerly and greedily accepted it. It felt almost like my pussy was sucking it in as it went in further and further filling me up. I loved the feeling of having my pussy filled and visions of handsome studs filled my mind; their muscular tanned bodies glistening with the sweat they were working up as they fucked me with their huge glorious dicks.

My mind went into overload as I climaxed, the waves of orgasm swept over me washing me out into a world of pure pleasure; wave after wave hit me as my body bucked with every wave. I was in paradise I had never felt or experienced such pleasure before in my life. As the orgasms faded and my mind returned to me I lay in the Jacuzzi basking in the feeling of pleasure as the dildo was still deep in my pussy. The feeling of being fulfilled was new to me and I giggled as I wiggled and felt the dildo rubbing against my vaginal walls. I slowly pulled it out; once again feeling the void between my legs and desiring to feel it full once again. My breasts heaved as I sighed bringing my attention to them; I felt them with both hands cupping them and I strangely knew that they were a 38C and all natural! As the veil of ecstasy lifted I was able to take stock in what had just happened. I felt my entire body now; instinctively knowing that I was a beautiful brunet with a 38C-25-38 figure. I was no longer a young muscular man but a sexy curvy woman and I strangely was calm about it; I didn’t know why I was not freaking out but I rather enjoyed the thought of being a girl.

I slowly rose out of the bath feeling the water runoff of my sensually feminine body; I picked up the towel and wrapping it around my body just like a girl would; I exited the bathroom and walked towards the full length mirror in the bedroom. Standing in front of the mirror I lowered the towel letting it hit the floor as I looked upon my reflection in the mirror; I was gorgeous! My hair was long resting on my shoulders and ending just above my pert nipples on my firm yet soft breasts. My eyes were green and big feminizing my face; my nose was perfectly sized and cute sitting between my high cheek bones. What was the most amazing thing were my lips they were dark pink and full; I parted them slightly seeing my white teeth behind them making them look all that much more sensual and feminine. My lips were perfect for cock sucking I thought and I felt a twitch in my pussy at the thought of putting a rock hard dick between my lips. My entire body was a symphony of feminine grace and perfection; from my soft sloping shoulders to my deep inward curve of my tiny waist out to my wide feminine hips. My ass was perfectly proportioned to my body and my legs gracefully extended out threatening to never end. I was now my own dream girl and I knew it; somehow I had been turned into the exact image of what I thought was the perfect woman.

I continued to look at my reflection feeling like I was being hypnotized by it; I would turn and pose as I looked at my perfect ass and then looked at my perfect abs. My belly was flat and smooth gently sloping down to my neatly shaved and shaped pubic hair. I made out the heart shape of my pussy hairs then felt the start of my pussy. My fingers slowly, steadily felt the folds of my vagina gently parting the folds to expose my pink clit; the source of all my recent pleasure! I licked the fingers of my left hand and lowered it to touch my clit feeling the electricity shoot from it right up to my breasts. “Oh god I love it!” I moaned as I felt my knees weaken for just a second. “Oh how I wish I had a stud here who could fill me up!” I moaned. I sat back on the bed and laid down still tweaking my clit with my fingers; I closed my eyes and imagined a handsome man licking my clit. I opened my eyes to be shocked as I saw just what I was imagining; there standing in front of me was an Adonis of a man! He smiled and knelt before me gently moving my hands away from my pussy; I offered no resistance and allowed him to go down on me. I moaned loudly when I felt his tongue on my clit; he flicked it gently with his tongue and I nearly passed out with all the pleasure I was feeling.

He continued to work on my clit as his fingers slowly entered me; I could feel them inside of me and I opened up my legs just a bit further to allow him greater access. He took the signal and pushed even more fingers into my pussy; I could have sworn that his whole hand was deep in me as he continued to finger me and lick my clit at the same time. I was building up to an incredible orgasm I could feel it deep in my soul and I wanted it I needed it. The orgasm hit me like a sledge hammer and I screamed out with pleasure; “OH YES, OH GOD YES!” I felt him lift me up and then lower me onto his massive manhood; it was amazing the feeling of being filled was mind blowing I loved it and I never wanted it to stop. “Oh yes fuck me; fill me with your dick!” I screamed and he did just that! I felt like his dick was so deep in me that it was rearranging my internal organs pushing my stomach out of the way. I was so horny and wet that he easily slid his dick in and out of me as he fucked me silly. The feeling was so pleasurable that I started to giggle and cry at the same time; I had never felt so good so complete as I did right then!

He lifted me off of his dick and turned me around and took me from behind; I felt my breasts hang down beneath me and I loved the feeling as they tugged on my chest. He proceeded to ram his dick deep into me and I screamed again with pleasure as I felt him fill me up so completely. We fell into a rhythm as we moved together and I felt every charge as his dick slid in and out of my pussy. Another orgasm hit me driving me to thrash about and beg him to ram his dick in even further if it was possible. He complied and I could feel him go in even deeper driving me to another mind blowing orgasm. I could not get enough and begged him to continue to fuck me which he did amazingly! He put me in positions that I thought were not humanly possible; but I was in them and the whole time I was feeling his massive cock deep in me continuing to drive me to orgasm after orgasm. He finally collapsed beside me on the bed totally spent but I was not sated and continued to beg him for more. He tried to move but he was totally spent but that didn’t stop me; I leaned over and grabbed his cock which surprisingly was still semi erect and started to play with it. I was mesmerized by the massive tool which was in my hand and I received an urge to suck it. The thought grew until I was virtually compelled to do it; I placed my new luscious lips around it and slowly went down on it. A moan escaped my throat as I felt his dick slide deeper into my mouth; I was surprised when I didn’t have a gag reflex and I continued to go down on him. I only stopped when I could go no further; I felt his pubic hairs on my upper lip and I knew that I had placed his entire dick in my mouth. I slowly pulled back feeling his dick slide out of my mouth leaving a void in its path.

I continued to slide up and down his shaft until it returned to its full size I needed to taste his cum and I continued to work his dick until I started to hear him moan with pleasure. His moaning drove me on and I sped up my sucking bobbing my head up and down faster and faster; I could hear him beg for me to stop but I was determined to get my prize; his cum! Ignoring his pleas to stop I continued on; he weakly tried to pull me off of his dick but he was too weak from all the fucking. I could feel his dick stiffen up and with a loud and almost fatal moan he exploded in my mouth and I felt his cum hit me in the back of my throat and slowly slide down into my belly. I continued to suck him till he was dry swallowing every drop till there was nothing left. I raised feeling triumphant in my efforts and saw that he no longer looked like the Adonis that first stuck his dick in me. He was old and shriveled looking weak and frail; he looked at me and asked, “How did you know?” “How did I know what?” I responded. Weakly he told me; “How did you know how to remove the curse from the town’s people?” I still looked confused. “I don’t know what you are talking about, all I wanted was to taste your cum!” I shyly told him feeling the desire to taste it again rising in me.

He looked shocked; “You’re telling me that no one told you how to lift the curse? That they just sent you out here clueless?” he asked. “I was not sent out here I voluntarily came out here hoping to fight the demon and win and have him lift the curse; what happened was much better than having to fight I think.” I said with a sly grin. He laid his head back down on the bed and started to laugh and then shake; as he shook it looked like he was falling apart, I quickly jumped off the bed and stood in the corner of the room watching what was transpiring. It was over in just a few minutes as he shook he aged and turned to dust leaving nothing behind as though he was never there. My mind was suddenly filled with all the knowledge that I would need; all my questions were answered in just an instant. The only way to lift the curse was to willingly suck the demon dry and nobody had known that; all the others that were sent were tricked into it and they refused to suck sealing their fate as well as those in the town. What I didn’t know was that by sucking the demon dry I was sacrificing my manhood and that I was now stuck as a woman. “I guess it could have been worse” I told myself.

I suddenly realized that I was naked and quickly getting cold; I turned and opened the top drawer of the dresser and pulled out a bra and panty set and put them on. I was surprised that I knew how to wear a bra for it was effortless getting it on; I went to the closet and found a pair of Capri pants and a cute blouse and put them on. The feeling of the tight pants on my now sexy curvy figure sent chills up my spine; I looked in the mirror and saw that I was unmistakably a total woman. The way the pants laid flat between my legs told me that I no longer was a man and it didn’t bother me much; I admired the way my breasts stuck out in front of me and the way the bra lifted and defined my breasts making them even more beautiful than they were. I sat down at the vanity and brushed out my long hair smiling as I thought of all the styles I would be able to put my hair into now. I looked around the vanity and saw all the makeup sitting on it and I just knew that it was all mine; I quickly applied just the right amount of makeup to my face to give me a fresh look without looking like I was made up. I marveled at the thought that I just knew how to do it all and how relaxed I was with the whole situation of being stuck as a girl now for the rest of my life.
Suddenly I just realized something and reached under the bed and pulled out my kit, I opened it up and was surprised to find that everything had changed in it; I pulled out my wallet which was now a woman’s wallet and opened it. Inside was all my ID; I looked at my driver’s license and saw that it was a picture of me in my current image. I looked at the name; I was Jasmine Elena Cooper and I was 25 years old and most importantly I was female. All the rest of my ID shared the same name and gender even my passport stated that I was a woman named Jasmine. I rolled that name around for a few minutes; “Jasmine, Jasmine; I like it, somehow it suits me.” I said to myself. I put my wallet down and inspected the rest of my kit; there was a change of lingerie in it along with a box of tampons. It dawned on me that now that I was a woman that I was going to need them; and from what my mind was telling me it would be very soon! A chill went up my spine at the thought of me having a period yet it didn’t freak me out after all I was a girl wasn’t I? I packed up everything back into my kit and I hung it up on a hook near the door. I looked at the clock and it was nearing seven in the morning. I could not believe that all that had happened had transpired throughout the night yet I felt rested and alert.

I found a pair of pretty deck shoes that went with my Capri pants and I slipped them on before heading up to the control centre. I opened the door and I was blasted with the morning sun; it felt warm and comforting I squinted as I tried to look out into the open water. All was calm and I allowed my eyes to adjust to the sun before continuing on to the control centre; in the control centre all was just as I left it the night before and I felt confident that I would be OK. Feeling the sun on my face brought thoughts of sunning myself in my bikini which I knew was below in my bedroom. I checked the log book noting that the last entry was done by me saying that I was heading out for a weekend of light sailing and sunning. It was dated two days prior; I checked the clocks and the calendar and realized that it had not been just one night but that I had experienced everything over two days. That meant that I had been fucking and sucking for two whole days nonstop! I lifted anchor and set in the coordinates to take me back to town, I knew in my heart that the curse had been lifted but how did it leave the town’s people? Were they all old now or were they all young like when it all started?

While the Yacht was motoring back to the dock I went below to the galley and found that it was fully stocked and made myself a breakfast. I made something light and healthy not wanting to ruin my perfect feminine figure; I liked how I looked and I knew that only the town’s people would have any idea that I used to be a man. I returned to the control centre and expertly piloted the yacht back into its berth at the dock; I got out to tie it off and saw Jenny and Candy standing there waiting for me. They were just as pretty as I last saw them and smiled at them; they helped me tie off the yacht and the moment it was secure they jumped on me and hugged me refusing to stop. “You did it, you lifted the curse!” Jenny exclaimed as she tightened her hug on me. I let them have their moment and when they finally let me go I stood back so that they could get a good look at me. “You look fabulous Josh!” Candy stated. “My mane is Jasmine now; Jasmine Elena Cooper” I informed them. They looked at each other and started to giggle. “What is so funny?” Candy smiled and showed me her ID; her last name was Cooper. I looked at her and then at Jenny; “So what does that mean?” “It means that you are my sister in law silly. You now have a family and Carl is your brother.” She stated with a broad smile. “But my passport it says that I am still American how can Carl be my brother?” “For a beautiful girl you sure are a bit slow.” Candy said jokingly “Carl moved up from the US to be with me, you sailed up the coast to visit your brother and me!” Just as she said that memories came flooding into my mind.

I remembered my brother and my parents who were still alive! I lived near them in Seattle; that was why I had the yacht and why all the stuff on the yacht was mine. Tears came to my eyes as the memories of having a brother came to me; the fun times, the fights we had, the love we shared for each other and our parents. I realized that I had family now; I looked back to my yacht and saw her name “Family” and knew why I had named her so. I glanced up the hill above the Marina and I could see all the men coming down the hill and they were all young and handsome. I instantly made out which one was Carl and I ran to meet him hugging him feeling all my memories come to life; he was my brother and I loved him! The rest of the men thanked me with hugs before they returned to their wives who were all smiling. “Nobody is going to believe me if I told them what had happened; strangely I knew that I would not need to tell anyone. My job was not as an investigator I was a model! My memories were telling me that after I did my duty with the Marines I became a bikini model for Venus swimwear and that I was between jobs and that I was in Canada to visit my brother. Memories of my photo shoots developed in my mind as I remembered visiting all the worlds’ locations modeling the sexy swimwear. I remembered my prom and my dress and why I became a Marine and how mom was so scared for me and how daddy was so proud that his princess was a Marine. The amazing part was that all these memories came to me in just a few seconds.

Carl looked at me and smiled; “Thank you sis you saved all of us, how can we even start to thank you properly?” I looked at him feeling the love for a sibling that I had never had and the knowledge that my parents were still alive and knew that that was all the reward I could ever want. “You don’t need to do anything brother, just knowing that you love me and that mom and dad are still alive is all I want.” I responded getting a hug from him. Candy and Jenny had joined the group and suggested that we all go and celebrate the new lease on life that we all had. We all agreed to have a grand party that afternoon at the Bar N’ Grill and that we would dance the night away. In the mean time Jenny offered to make us all breakfast down at her diner and although I had already eaten I thought it was a wonderful idea.
Even though I would spend the rest of my life as a woman and that one day I would find a wonderful man and marry him I thought that it was all worth it for the greatest reward of all and that was family.

(Sorry for the bad spelling; which I know there is a lot of. I am trying to get better at spelling with each story I write. Thanks for reading it anyway!) Please leave a comment if you liked or disliked the story.