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I'd just arrived at work that morning, and the place was still deserted. I walked from the parking lot to the door, ready to get down to another day of troubleshooting remote networks. My boss was mad at me, and I wasn't looking forward to our meeting later this morning.

I was a little surprised when she greeted me cheerfully, and then had a sort of strange feeling as she introduced a beautiful woman, explaining that I was to have a series of physical examinations in order to clear me for a promotion to a new post, much higher in the company.

Since the required exams could only be done in a very specialized facility I was to be flown to a high-end clinic on an island in the remote Pacific where all of this could be kept secret. I was encouraged to treat it as a vacation, so I packed very lightly for the trip, only one suitcase so I would be able to check it and just enjoy the trip without worrying about luggage and such.

It was a worry-free flight, transferring onto a seaplane for the last leg of the trip to the island. When we debarked, I asked about my luggage, and was told that I was to have seen to loading my own luggage back at the transfer point.

Thus it was that I arrived at the island with only a pair of shorts, a T-shirt, and some sandals.

I was told that my luggage would be found and fetched for me, and then lost track of my annoyance when I noticed the abundant amounts of bare flesh on display. There were no men, only women, and most of them were quite naked. Some wore bikini bottoms, and a few of the more well-endowed actually wore halter tops, obviously for support rather than coverage.

I was directed to a largish building, finding my way through a maze of hallways to the office where I was supposed to be assigned housing and arrange for the beginning of my tests.

I was greeted by a stunning woman, who was as bare as everyone else, and instructed to disrobe and store my clothes in a bin she indicated. I was then told to go into a large shower room, smear my entire body with a smelly cream, wait 5 minutes, then wash it off and shampoo my hair.

As I rinsed off the cream, I was astonished to find all of my body hair washing away with it, leaving me completely smooth below the eyebrows, not a hair to be found. I made quite a fuss about this through the shower curtain, but was told that it was part of a decontamination program to eliminate any possibility of a parasite indigenous to the region from spreading to the island.

I got out of the shower and looked for my clothes, only to be told that they had been taken away for decontamination. I loudly demanded some clothes, and after a few minutes, I was provided with a pair of very short shorts, a stringy cropped tank top, and a pair of shiny heeled sandals with about a 3 inch heel.

Given that this was all that was offered in the way of clothing, I struggled into them, noticing as I did that the shorts zipped in the back, and made my butt cheeks lift and separate.

I was looking in the mirror as I stood and teetered on the unfamiliar heels for a moment before I began to fall, grabbing onto something overhead and succeeding in pulling whatever it was down on top of me. I tried to scream for help, but couldn't seem to make any noise, and faded into unconsciousness as medical personnel began to make panicked sounds and run around injecting me with things.

I awoke, in incredible amounts of pain, then was again carried off into blessed unconsciousness. Finally I awoke, and wasn't in much pain at all, but I had some trouble moving at first. I strained, and was able to finally lift an arm to reach the nurse call button, since I felt a really bad need to piss and was pretty sure I couldn't even get out of the bed by myself.

The nurse came, and as she half carried me to the bathroom, I couldn't help but be distracted by her complete lack of clothing. She gently sat me on the toilet, then when I was done, lay me in a tub to soak and busied herself scrubbing me all over.

A day or so later, the Doctor came in and introduced herself as Elizabeth. I nodded absently, my eyes refusing to focus anywhere except on her body, which was only covered by a very gauzy sort of negligee-lab coat sort of thing.

She explained to me the extent of my injuries. I had been severely wounded, my hipbones crushed, four lower ribs crushed, and my nuts driven up into my body cavity, maybe damaged, maybe not, but definitely leaving an empty scrotum behind. She told me she had studied similar injuries in the past, but mostly they had not had any negative impact on sexuality or reproductive function.

I was a little weirded out by this, but was still listening as she explained how they had been able to repair most of these injuries by laparoscopic surgery, leaving only two very small scars on my scrotum where they had tried to pull my nuts back out, but then had given up on that and used the entry points to repair my pelvic bones as well as possible. I had been left with an altered pelvic tilt that made it look as though I was deliberately sticking my ass out, and my hips were several inches wider.

The ribs had been completely crushed, and they had used Ultrasound pulses to pulverize what was left, allowing my body to reabsorb the powdered bone.

All of that was odd enough, but when they had repaired my crushed larynx and face, some rather major reconstruction had been required. There had been major damage to my throat, and although they were able to rebuild my larynx, I no longer had an adam's apple. I was able to speak, but instead of my familiar tenor, what came out when I opened my mouth was a warm, sparkling soprano, a very female sounding voice, but not squeaky.

I was exhausted by all of this explaining and fell back to sleep as soon as the doctor left the room.

I felt a little stronger when I next awoke, and was able to get out of the bed and carry myself to the bathroom, doing my business and then deciding on a shower. As the water flowed over me, I explored my body while washing it. I was obviously very much thinner now, and my waist was positively tiny, curving sharply back out to wide hips. I no longer had any real muscles anywhere, just smooth lines of arms and legs, seeming impossibly skinny, but not stick thin. To top it off, I still had no hair anywhere below my eyebrows.

I was a bit shocked by my hair, which had grown more than halfway down my back and seemed to take an incredibly long time to shampoo and condition, but it was shiny and silky. I luxuriated in the feel of the hot water for a while, then stepped out of the shower and dried off, not quite sure how to deal with the hair. There was a brush on the counter, and I wiped the fog off the mirror to see what I looked like and use the brush.

As I brushed my damp hair out, I studied myself in the mirror, astonished at what I saw. They weren't kidding when they said they had rebuilt my face! My nose was pert and upturned just a tiny bit, my jaw line seemed smaller and softer, my forehead was smooth and with no real brow ridge, my cheekbones seemed to stand out sharply, my eyes seemed huge with very much thinner and delicately arched brows, and my lips seemed large and sort of puffy.

I looked like I could have been Angelina Jolie's twin sister. As my eyes scanned down my body, I realized that it was more than just my face. I was so slender, with that tiny waist flaring back out to hips that were wider than my shoulders and my ass sticking out, that except for the lack of tits and the fact that my dick still hung there, although with no balls in evidence, I looked incredibly feminine.

Needless to say, I was stunned. I stared for a few minutes, then walked back out of the bathroom, feeling the sway of my hips as I walked. The doctor walked in just as I exited the bathroom, sat me down on the bed and proceeded to examine me thoroughly, making approving noises over the lack of scarring from all the surgery they had done to me. I asked her about my appearance and she explained that they had been forced to work with what my injuries had left them, and added that she was rather proud of the result.

Then she sobered rather quickly and explained that they had not been able to treat me for the parasite, which I had picked up on the short layover, and now that I had healed from the surgeries, treatment would begin. She took me into an adjoining room, had me lie face down on a table and spread my legs wide apart. She set up a couple of mirrors so I could see what she was doing. I felt her smear something around my asshole, then something slid in there and then spread apart, opening my ass gapingly wide as she shined a light up into the cavity, making little noises as she looked around.

She slid the instrument back out and I could see my asshole still open just a little as it withdrew. The next thing I knew, she had slathered her entire hand and arm with the same lubricant, then began to insert her fingers into my ass. I was freaked out by this, but it didn't hurt. In fact, it felt good, and my own appearance in the mirror was making me somewhat aroused. You couldn't see my dick or tell that I had no tits, and I looked like an incredibly hot woman with her ass stuck in the air, being fingered by another woman.

I watched in astonishment as she worked in a third finger, then a fourth. I was feeling really turned on by now, and was feeling waves of pleasure as she stroked in and out of my hole. I let out a gasp as she suddenly folded her thumb over and slipped her entire fist into my ass, on the verge of orgasm from the eroticism of the whole picture and the pleasurable stretching I was feeling in my hole.

It seemed impossible, but she continued to stroke in and out, pulling her hand entirely out of my ass and plunging it back in, going deeper and deeper with every stroke until she reached the elbow. I had never even thought about feeling anything like this in my entire life, and the image of her in the mirror plunging her entire forearm in and out of my ass, combined with the stretching feeling and the intensely erotic image of a hot babe having her ass thoroughly plundered in the mirror combined into an overwhelming inferno of lust, and I began to thrust my ass back onto her invading arm, moaning with pleasure.

I still wasn't hard, but I suddenly tipped over the edge into an orgasm that seemed to last forever, rippling through my entire body in waves of pleasure that overwhelmed my senses. I heard my high voice crying out as I came, but Elizabeth never stopped plunging her arm in and out of my hole, and I began to rapidly build toward another of those earth shattering orgasms.

I came several more times, each more pleasurable than the last, until I finally came one more time, unable to control my own body as I thrashed around, bucking madly on the doctor's plundering arm, which she rammed in deeply and held in all the way to her elbow, stroking the small of my back with her other hand. I could see all of this in the mirror, then as the waves of intense pleasure began to ebb, I had the sensation of her arm withdrawing from my ass, leaving my hole gaping wide, watching in the mirror as it slowly collapsed shut, unable to believe that this tiny rosebud could have accepted such a huge intruder with such ease.

Elizabeth helped me to stand up, then assisted me back into the shower in my room to get cleaned up. I felt as though I had been split wide open, and I felt almost like I was waddling, my hips were swaying so much. I stepped into the shower, then was a little startled as Elizabeth stripped and joined me. The water flooded over me, then I felt that feeling of pleasure again as she suddenly slipped her arm back up into my ass, plunging in even more deeply, past the elbow this time as my legs buckled with the pleasure of it. She plunged back in and out of me, sending me into a haze of bliss as waves of indescribable feelings coursed over me, bringing me to another series of mind-blowing orgasms.

She finally pulled back out of me, then gently soaped me down and stood me back up under the water to rinse off. After drying me off with a huge fluffy towel, she picked up a blow-drier and styled my hair so that it hung in flowing waves almost to the small of my back. When I looked in the mirror, I could see no trace of the way I had looked before I came to the island.

Ignoring the lack of tits and the presence of a dick, I looked every inch a supermodel. I was completely overwhelmed by this image, and was even more shocked when Elizabeth helped me into the clothes she had provided. There was a lacy little thong with just enough material in the front of it to hold my small dick, resting just over my hipbones so that it caused a V in the back, plunging into the crack of my ass. Then a pair of very short shorts, skintight with a zipper in the back, making my ass stick out even further and separating my cheeks. A stretchy lace tank top with spaghetti straps and a deeply plunging neckline ended a few inches above my navel, leaving several inches of flat stomach exposed and accentuating how tiny my waist was. Finally there was a pair of strappy high heeled sandals, with spiky heels that had to be at least 5 inches high.

I looked at myself in the floor length three way mirror, stunned. I looked like an incredibly hot flat chested woman, dressed entirely for sex. My legs seemed impossibly long, and I walked back and forth, watching myself in the mirror. Even my walk just reeked of sex, my hips swaying even more seductively because of the heels. I couldn't see any trace of my former self, and my high, clear voice reinforced the image even further.

I was getting turned on by myself, and was barely paying attention as Elizabeth led me out of the room and to a bungalow which was exquisitely decorated, with mirrors everywhere so that I could see us both from every angle. We sat in the living room and sipped a cocktail while she explained my new situation. I was going to have to remain on the island for at least the next six months to complete my treatments, but I would be able to get back to work in an administrative capacity in a couple of months. This seemed fine to me, and I nodded as she got up , retrieving a hypodermic and a bottle of clear liquid, explaining to me that this was a part of my treatment. She had me undress, and then she proceeded to give me several small injections around my nipples, then another series around my dick, finishing off with another pair of much larger injections in each ass cheek.

My nipples seemed to get really puffy and stand out, stiffening and growing to almost the size of pencil erasers as Elizabeth gently massaged them, rolling each nub between her fingers, then gently sucking and nibbling on them. She was stroking my stomach, tracing the curve of my hips, a sensuous tingle following the trail of her touch as she worked her way down to my ass crack. I spread my legs to allow her easier access as she reached into a drawer and withdrew a tube of lubricant, squirting generous amounts onto her arm and squeezing some into my asshole, then leading me into a huge bedroom which seemed to be all mirrors, even on the ceiling. She had me get on my knees on the huge bed, and then proceeded to plunge her arm up into my ass, all the way past her elbow.

She plunged in and out, using her other hand to play with my nipples, which were so exquisitely sensitive that this put me right over the top, watching again in the mirrors as I saw myself, a supermodel being plundered deeply in the ass. There was no trace of anything male except for my small, limp dick, which was pretty much hidden anyway. I came again and again, finally collapsing in exhaustion as the strength just went out of my arms and legs. I lay there limp, looking in the mirror at the arm still buried in my ass, halfway up her bicep. The picture was so erotic I came again without any further stimulation.

Elizabeth pulled out, then quickly slipped in a butt plug that was half again as big around as her arm and as long as she had been deep just a moment before, the stretching causing another series of orgasms to run through me as she seated it firmly, then pulled a tight lacy red thong up my legs and into place to hold it in. I couldn't even tell that the plug was in there in the mirror. I stood on shaky legs, noticing that I had never removed the heels. Between the heels and the huge plug up my ass, I was unable to even walk without swaying my hips like I was flaunting my ass. The tight thong completely hid my dick, and I was again amazed at how female I looked, my nipples stiffening again as I watched myself from both front and back.

I was lost in an erotic haze as she prepared a light but delicious supper for us, then we finished with a few more cocktails.
Exhausted, I collapsed into the bed with Elizabeth and was quickly asleep.

I awoke the next morning, then Elizabeth walked me through how to give myself an enema, finishing by plunging her arm deeply into my ass again and replacing the butt plug with another that seemed even larger than the first, wider as well as a little longer. Another tight lacy thong to hold it in place, then she pulled out a pair of shorts that were even smaller than the ones the day before. These were skintight, with pink lacy details along the top and bottom and zipped up the side. She topped off the ensemble with a skintight lacy pink crop top that seemed to pull my chest together until it looked like I had small tits.

She then sat me down and proceeded to paint my finger and toenails a hot pink, using several coats until they shone brightly, and then topping them off with two clear coats. This done she proceeded to apply makeup to my face and style my hair into that flowing style she had used the day before. She slid two earrings into holes in my ears, long dangly silver chains with a chandelier worth of pink diamonds almost brushing my shoulders. Then she slipped a pair of silver strappy 6 inch spike heels onto my feet and stood me up in front of a three-way mirror. When she was done I looked in the mirror and gasped.

With the makeup and nail polish and all the little bits of lace put together, I looked like a Victoria's Secret model, and when I walked my ass swayed widely. If I were to go out on the street in any city I'd ever been in I would have had hordes of horny men falling all over themselves to do and buy things for me, anything just to be smiled at with my pouty, hot pink lips. I was my own wet dream, and I was getting hot again just looking at myself.

Elizabeth then pulled me along outside, saying we were going to the personnel department to let them know what was up and to meet my new coworkers. I was so busy staring at myself in the mirrored walls that I didn't even pay any attention until the door closed behind us and I realized we were on a sidewalk, swaying along in the foot traffic, my heels clicking on the concrete. I was getting a lot of attention, a few of the women just stopping and staring with lust in their eyes, the pronounced wiggle of my ass causing them to practically drool.

The way the heels made me wiggle, the huge plug in my ass was moving around and keeping me on the verge of an orgasm the entire walk and the fabric of my top was rubbing sensually on my nipples as my apparent breasts jiggled slightly, my nipples showing right through the fabric, and when I sat down in the personnel director's office after limply shaking her hand and having her look me up and down and whistle appreciatively, the plug sank just a little further into my ass and tipped me over that edge into a full blown orgasmic storm. I couldn't help myself; I let out a high, sweet moan, shuddering as the powerful pleasure stormed through my every nerve ending. I thought I had begun to come down from the torrent of feeling, but Victoria, the personnel director, leaned over to me and began to twist my rampant nipples, causing me to go into another orgasm, this one so powerful I screamed a little, my voice rising into a much higher register, but still musical, my own sounds of pleasure carrying like an opera star. I'm sure everyone in the building heard me, but I didn't care at that moment. I was simply consumed by the pleasure of that second orgasm.

As I came back to my senses, I was panting heavily, completely sated for the moment. My sexual responsiveness of my body was absolutely amazing, I seemed to be cumming all the time and was in a perpetual state of arousal at the very least, spending almost as much time in a state of semi-orgasm. Things had been done to me that I had never imagined in my wildest dreams, and I had loved every minute of it. I sat up straight, attempting to appear as normal as possible while finally meeting Victoria's blue eyes. I didn't realize that I was blushing furiously, probably right down to my toes until Victoria burst out laughing and pointed it out to me.

Well, I had just had two incredible orgasms right in the office of the personnel director, one of them brought on by her manipulation of my nipples, but she seemed to take it all in stride. She merely said "I have the perfect position for you when you are well enough to work. Report to this office again when Dr. Elizabeth says you are ready. Meanwhile, rest up and have fun doing it. I know many things have changed in your life in the past 2 years and you are only just beginning to feel the effects of those changes, so be aware that you have plenty of time to adapt and don't be nervous about anything at all. All of your needs will be taken care of and you have no worries about employment, you will be employed at whatever you are capable of doing, and will be paid extremely well".

With that said, she severely instructed me not to return to her office without Dr. Elizabeth's approval for me to return to work. I agreed, and moaned tiredly as Elizabeth grabbed both my nipples and quietly began to twist and pinch them, causing me to go into another series of world-class orgasms. When we left, Elizabeth steered us along a different path entirely, this one much more secluded. I was still on the verge of orgasm from the huge object penetrating me and the friction of my nipples against my top. I was almost crying with the need for release when I realized that we had come back to her place. More sweet torment ensued when she slowly, teasingly undid the zipper on my shorts, with me wobbling for all I was worth to help her out. I became even more turned on watching the shorts slide down my smooth, slim legs then having her lift first one, then the other leg free.

She slid the top over my head, the sensual feeling of the lace rubbing over my nipples casing another massive orgasm. This time I watched as I saw myself writhing in the mirrors, incredibly turned on by my own reflection, my high pitched moans and little screaming gasps only increasing as Dr. Elizabeth bent her head to suck on my turgid nipples. I exploded into another of those fantastic orgasms, collapsing limply at the end of it, nearly rendered unconscious by the storm of pleasure. She helped me into the bathroom, and then proceeded to remove the makeup from my face. When she was done, I still could never have told that I was anything other than a super hot college girl.

She steered me to the huge bed, and I fell asleep being spooned from behind, with her hand gently kneading my nipples and the by now comforting presence of the huge butt plug nestled deep within my ass. I dreamed, but all of my dreams were erotic and involved some nameless stud fucking my brains out with a dick of impossible size, easily half again as big around as what I currently had up my ass and even longer. I came in my sleep, awaking to find that I was trembling and completely covered in sweat. That had been one powerful dream!

I awoke, finding Elizabeth still curled around me, and gently disengaged my self from her embrace, quietly sliding from between the sheets as I tried to avoid moaning loudly enough to wake her with the noises the of pleasure the movement of the dildo inside brought forth. I had to piss something fierce! I swayed into the bathroom, and then realized I would have to sit to pee, as I could figure no other way to do so without allowing the plug to slip out of my ass, and I definitely wanted it to stay in there.

I did my business, and then stole back into bed, one of her hands caressing my nipples and cupping the puffy swollen areas under them, sending me off to sleep in a haze of erotic sensation. When I awoke, Elizabeth was gone from the bed, and I wobbled toward the bathroom, tended to my morning enema and showered, the feeling of the hot water on my nipples and smooth skin a sensual pleasure all it's own, but missing the feeling of the giant intruder in my ass. I stood brushing my hair out in the mirror, using the blow dryer to imitate the way she had styled my hair the day before. I did a decent job of it, but it didn't look quite the same. I was definitely going to have to practice at this.

I took a pass on the makeup, having no idea how to apply it, but I did apply some lipstick, the same hot pink that matched my nails, being very careful not to smear it. I needed a cigarette, and I rummaged around the drawers in the bedroom until I found a pack and a lighter, discovering as I did that there was a nice garden with a beautiful patio right off the living room. I was a little reluctant to go out there naked, though, so I went back into the bedroom to find something to wear outside, since I wanted to simply luxuriate in the sunshine. I found several thong bikinis and decided that I should reinsert the butt plug, so after carefully washing it, I lubed it up and sat down onto it, gasping with the pleasure as the huge intruder slid deeply within me, stretching me to fullness. I almost came right then, and steadied myself by sitting completely down, shoving it in to the max.

As I bent over to pull the thong up my legs, I noticed my reflection in the mirror. Where the day before the top had seemed to create the appearance of small breasts, I could now see just as much tit without any help at all. My nipples were turgid, poking out from what definitely seemed to be a small pair of breasts. As I stood up and settled the thong around my hips, I decided that I should maybe wear the top as well. I puzzled over it for a moment, and then decided to simply go without.

I walked into the living room, feeling the sway of my hips and eyeing myself in the mirror. Even without heels, my walk was pure female sexuality, and the huge plug inside me made ripples of pleasure run up and down my spine. I noticed a silver tray sitting on the table, with what looked like several joints sitting on it. I took one, gathered myself a glass of tea from the kitchen and ventured out to the patio, settling myself comfortably into a lounge chair, and stretched out in the brilliant sun, feeling it penetrate into my bones, soothing my whole being.

I smoked about half of the joint, getting incredibly stoned, then had a cigarette and relaxed into a sort of reverie. After a while, I turned over, not wanting to get burned. I hadn't been out in the sun for years, so I was a very pale shade of pink. When I turned onto my front, I could feel my small tits squashing some into the chair. The sun felt so good I must have dozed off.

I awoke to the feeling of being stroked in the small of my back, and then lifted my hips to allow the thong to be eased down over my hips and down my legs. I felt a gaping emptiness as the plug was withdrawn from my ass, then a wash of pleasure as Elizabeth’s arm replaced it, plunging in and out of me with almost no resistance and causing me to orgasm almost instantly. She kept pumping away, and I went into another of those series of massive orgasms I had been having so frequently for the past days.

Finally she withdrew her arm, leaving me feeling empty again, but she soon reintroduced a large plug into my ass. I could tell this one was even larger than the one she had just removed by the stretching feeling as she pushed it all the way in, causing yet another orgasm. I felt two quick jabs in my asscheeks, and then she told me to roll over. As I lay on my back, she repeated the small injections around my nipples and dick, then fondled my breasts and played with my nipples while she lit another joint and passed it to me. My chest was even more sensitive than before, and I drifted into a strange twilight state of pleasure as my nipples responded to her touch, seeming even more stiffly erect than before, while it seemed like I was rapidly growing real breasts, even though they were still quite small.

She adjusted my lounge chair to a more upright position, and brought us both a cocktail. As I pushed myself into a more upright position, the new, larger plug seated itself more deeply in my hole, causing another wash of pleasure through my entire body. We sat and drank our cocktails while finishing the joint, and soon found ourselves giggling over the way I had reacted when she awoke me. She stated that she had never met someone who seemed so addicted to being fucked, and I agreed with her, even though to me it seemed like only a few days before I would have given my eyeteeth to fuck her. Now I was the one being fucked, and I had never imagined such pleasure.

I wondered at how easily I had accepted my abrupt change in sexual role for a moment, and then decided that I liked it so much that it must have been what I was intended to be all along. I loved the way I looked, loved being penetrated so absolutely, and was entranced with all the femininity I was displaying. I found myself telling her how disappointed I was that I didn’t know how to do makeup or even style my hair properly, and she promised to teach me.

The next couple of weeks passed in more or less the same fashion, but I had learned how to do my hair and makeup during that time. I could now make myself look almost as stunning as Elizabeth had done that first time. I continued my sunbathing sessions, and was soon a deep rich tan color, except for where the thong covered my dick and arched over into the crack of my ass. The result was that I looked like I was wearing a pinkish white thong even when I was completely naked.

My breasts had become even more tender and sensitive, and I could barely stand to wear anything on top, as the sensations from my fat nipples and rapidly growing tits sent me over the edge of orgasm with regularity. Every morning, the butt plug Elizabeth left out for me was a little larger around and longer. By the end of this time, I had C-cup breasts and was swaying about with a butt plug inside me as big around as my calf and almost as long.

One morning, after the familiar deep plunging from Elizabeth and the cascade of orgasms which seemed to only intensify with each day, I watched in amazement as she lubed up her other arm and proceeded to work both of her fists into my ass, soon going elbow deep with both arms as I screamed with the pleasure of being so hugely stretched. I almost fainted as I felt both of her elbows pass my outer ring. She plunged deeply into me, and as I was pushed back and forth across the bed by her motions, my nipples rubbed against the silk sheets, causing even more shocks of pleasure through my system.

The resulting orgasm was so intense that I passed out, still screaming. I came back to awareness as she withdrew her bicep-deep arms from my gaping hole and replaced them with a butt plug that was even larger than what I had just taken, at least as thick as my thigh just above the knee. I moaned in the throes of pleasure as she gently shoved it all the way home, feeding my silky smooth and slender legs through the leg holes of yet another thong.

She snugged them up over my hips and told me to take a look in the mirror. When I looked at myself I could hardly believe it. I was a tall slender honey blond beauty who had legs that went from the floor to forever, with an incredibly tiny waist, even though I had something the size of my thigh buried deep within me. My breasts jutted proudly from my narrow torso, topped by nipples almost as thick as my pinky finger, and rigidly erect. With my now tiny dick hidden within the tight thong, I looked entirely female now. I had first thought I looked like Angelina Jolie, but now I looked sexy enough to put her to shame.

I was, in fact, the absolute archetype of female sexuality in almost every aspect. I was stunningly beautiful, with a body that would make most men or women drool or have fits of jealous rage. I had an almost insatiable lust, constantly stoked by the sensual movement of my own body and of the enormous plug inside me. The feeling of my breasts bouncing and rubbing against the fabric of whatever top I was wearing, if in fact I happened to be wearing a top, was keeping me teetering on the edge of orgasm at all times.
I stared at myself, unable to quite believe what I was seeing. In the mirrors, I could also see my backside, and I was just as entranced by the view of myself from the rear. I had an ass men and women would worship. My hips narrowed abruptly into a tiny waist and flared back out to a slender torso, square shoulders which were a little smaller than my hips. I took a step or two back and forth and the way my ass wiggled when I walked was so incredibly sexy, even without wearing heels.

I was awash with emotion and pleasure and nearly broke into tears. Elizabeth took me into her arms, hugging me tightly. I just didn’t know what to think about whom and what I had become. I knew it had been two years or so that I had been in a medically induced coma, but the changes in my body and my mind had been so extreme that I just broke down crying. Elizabeth didn’t seem to understand that, but she hugged me more tightly until my crying jag eased.

I sniffled for a moment longer, and then drew myself together. I told Elizabeth I thought I was ready to go back to work. She seemed somewhat reserved after that, and I wasn’t to understand why until later. That night we truly made love instead of just having her fuck me senseless with her arm. I don’t mean that she didn’t plunge her arm in and out of my ass with just as much vigor as before, but this time I was in a sixty-nine position with her, and I was licking her clit while worming my arm into her cunt. I started with just one finger, and then added a finger at a time until I folded my thumb over and slid my slender hand up into her cunt, feeling very little resistance.

She penetrated me just as easily as I did her, and we simply fisted each other into several orgasms each as I latched onto her clit with my tongue and she tried to suck me hard. I hadn’t had a hard-on since I had awoken in the hospital, and this time was no different. My dick had been getting smaller anyway, and by now wasn’t much bigger than my thumb. The feelings generated by her attempt were truly exquisite though, and I was having issues paying attention to her pleasure as I came over and over again.

We both fell asleep with an arm inside the other, too tired from pleasure to even move. The next morning I awoke to find her gone, so I tended to my morning routine, enema, then shower, then sitting down on the enormous plug Elizabeth had left for me, losing myself in orgasmic bliss for a few minutes, and then pulling the lacy thong up my silky smooth legs and over the wide curve of my hips to hold it in place, then dressing in the outfit she had laid out for me.

There was a very low cut pair of shorts, skintight almost transparent lacy pink with no real legs to them. The backs cut across my butt cheeks, leaving the lower third of them hanging out. A skintight crop top which made my breasts stand out even more was also lacy pink and so sheer you could see through it. My nipples stood out proudly just below the neckline as it plunged deeply into my cleavage, which was practically falling out of the top. The same silver earrings with the chandelier of diamonds almost brushing my shoulders and strappy silver 6 inch heels completed the ensemble, and I added the final touches with makeup, hot pink to match my nails and clothing for my lips and everything else shaded just so.

I looked like a sex goddess. My figure was flawless, the perfect female figure, if a little exaggerated by my tiny waist and everything else added to the look to just basically take it over the top. I wondered what was in store for the day, wandering into the living room to find a note on the coffee table.
Elizabeth wanted me to report to Victoria’s office for assignment to work, and I was delighted, although I did wonder a little bit what was going to happen when I showed up looking like this! I worried what the personnel director would think, then giggled a little as I remembered how I had been dressed for our first visit and decided that Elizabeth knew what she was doing and made up my mind to just go with the flow. I wandered outside, my heels clicking on the sidewalk as I swayed down the meandering path, causing much the same reaction as I had the first time. The stares I was getting this time were much more intense and I started to play with it a little, giving a flirtatious little smile and a toss of my head when my eyes met theirs.

I was incredibly horny by the time I reached Victoria’s office and was ushered in by her receptionist, who stared at my erect nipples and my ass like a woman who didn’t quite know where to look, smiling shyly at me as I sat in front of the desk. I was getting used to sitting down with the enormous plug in my ass, but I still squeaked involuntarily as it drove itself a little deeper, and then moaned as another orgasm overtook me. This time it the receptionists turn to blush and she hurried from the office as Victoria grinned with her amusement.

I was past blushing by this point, still shuddering a little from my orgasm. She gave me a moment to settle myself, then turned to her computer screen and tapped it with a perfectly manicured nail. “So our records indicate that you were due to be bumped upstairs to take over our IT department when all of this happened, and I want you to know that position is still on the table. You have, however, been out of the loop for a while, so I want to start by partnering you with the CEO so you can get back up to speed. You will be working very closely with him, and I hope you work well together.”

With that she got up from behind her desk and came over to me, caressing my breasts and rolling my nipples between her thumb and forefingers, squeezing hard enough to have me moaning in arousal which quickly tipped me over into orgasm again. I was left in a warm haze of arousal as she led me out of her office building and to another building some distance away down a secluded path. We entered a large atrium-reception area. The click of my heels echoed in the cavernous space, which was seemingly uninhabited save by an enormous profusion of plants. We crossed by way of a wandering path, overhung by plants and vines and around a stunning fountain to an unremarkable door, which she opened with a fingerprint scan.

Down a hallway mirrored even on the floor and ceiling and through another door into an office similarly mirrored, where sat a huge man. Not huge fat, for he was finely chiseled, with every muscle visible, and huge muscles they were, too. I was instantly attracted to this man, and as he stood up to shake my hand and exchange introductions I could tell it was mutual, for the twitch in his shorts (which is all he was wearing) told me so. I nearly melted right there as his huge hand engulfed mine and a deep bass voice rumbled out of that huge, muscled chest.

“Hi, I’m Richard, I’ve been told nothing at all about you aside from the fact that your technical skills are really quite amazing. I have to tell you that your skill is not the only amazing thing here in front of me, for you are really quite the most beautiful woman I have ever seen! I look forward to getting to know you, but I really think I should start out by asking your name.”

I was so nonplussed I just responded without thinking about it. “I’m Sean and I think you are just incredible. I mean I’m glad to meet you. Um, I hope we can manage to get some work done together.”
I trailed off, hearing the sparkling soprano of my own voice winding down into embarrassment, realizing that he still held my hand in his and a little mortified. I wasn’t sure, but I think I had just propositioned my boss. I blushed and giggled a little and then stared right into a beautiful and bottomless set of green eyes, entranced by this man who had made me tingle all over with just the touch of his hand on mine and his voice.

His eyes locked into mine, and we both stared into each other’s gaze for a moment. I wondered if he could see the lust in my own hazel eyes and knew I could see it in his jade regard. The moment seemed to last forever, until Victoria cleared her throat and excused herself. As she left, pulling the door closed behind her, I looked Richard up and down and noticed that he was rapidly becoming hard. It was very difficult not to notice. It looked like it was as big around as my calf and grew in size as I watched. I was riveted to the sight as I watched it grow down his leg.

I suddenly realized that my hand was still engulfed by his, and blushingly disengaged, trying to get my wits together. I was so horny for this man and his monster meat it was all I could do to rein myself in and try to think about work. I sat at the desk across the room from his, but my own businesslike attempt betrayed me. The gigantic object lodged inside me once again seated itself even more deeply into me and I suddenly went from horny to cumming really hard, unable not to moan in my pleasure. Richard had sat down at his own desk by the time I was able to focus again, a grin of amusement on his face.

I was blushing furiously again, still incredibly aroused and unable to really focus on anything other than the man across the room from me. He seemed to be having the same problem, and we locked eyes again. Neither of us moved or spoke for a moment until the sudden sound of ripping fabric broke the silence. I watched in utter fascination as his dick flopped up from behind the desk, having apparently freed itself from his shorts.

I was absolutely shocked. It seemed like it was even larger than the humongous butt plug inside me, both in length and in girth. I was so attracted to this man it was unreal, but I was actually doubtful that I could manage to take that monster, even though I had been stretched beyond my imagination. At the same time, I desperately wanted to try.

He stood up and ripped the remainder of the destroyed shorts from his muscular body. “Well, I guess I should get another pair.”

I was rooted to the spot, and just barely managed to get out something coherent. However, my jacked up libido had completely taken over from my mind, and what came out was “Or maybe you should come over here and let me touch it first!”

He leaped at the invitation, and I discovered I was barely able to wrap both hands around it. His dick jumped as I stroked it gently, his lust as obvious as my own. He reached his hands around my waist, and his hands wrapped around it with room to spare. He traced his way up my torso, catching the bottom of my top under his fingers slid upward, drawing the material along with it. I raised my hands over my head, watching in the mirrors as he gently raised my hands over my head, drawing the top off and allowing my breasts to spring free from their lacy imprisonment. I found the sight of him undressing me incredibly erotic. His dick actually sprang up between my tits as the top came free. I giggled a little bit, thinking that I could never give him a tit fuck, not without tits the size of watermelons anyway.

That didn’t exactly seem to matter to him, though. He gently fondled my breasts, cupping them in his hands, rubbing and flicking my nipples lightly as I cried out softly in arousal. He bent over and took one of my nipples in his mouth, sending waves of pleasure up and down my entire body. He traced around my slim torso and over the curve of my hip with his other hand, his every touch fire on my skin sending bolts of pleasure through my entire body I guided his fingers under my waistband and pushed ever so slightly down, encouraging him to remove my shorts as well.

I watched in the mirrors walls as he tugged my shorts over my hips and down my legs. I stepped out of them and kicked them aside as his hands stroked back up my legs to cup my ass, and then back up over my hips to grasp the waist of my thong and slide it down as well. He stood back to look at me and I could tell that he had definitely seen my tiny dick and lack of pussy, but he whistled and leered at me, then moved back in to suck on my nipples, his hands wandering around my waist, over my hips and down the crack of my ass toward my hole.

He paused in surprise as he found the flange of the plug in my ass, then chuckled in that deep bass of his. “Well, what do we have here?”

I allowed him to turn me around bent over the desk (As if I could possibly have offered any worthwhile resistance!) and grasp the flange of the plug, and he tugged gently, the enormous plug sliding out easily once I relaxed. I could see the expression on his face in the mirrors as he examined it, and it was a study in fascination and desire. I felt gapingly empty and the feeling was reinforced watching my hugely open hole slowly began to close. Richard watched this for a moment, then slid the plug gently back into me with almost no resistance. I lay there breathing heavily, my breasts squashed against the desk while he got a tube of lube out of his desk and proceeded to lube up his huge dick.

I was a little nervous as he moved toward me again. As huge as Elizabeth’s’ arms and the giant intruder in my ass were, I could tell that his dick was much bigger around, especially at the base, and I wasn’t sure I could take him. I desperately wanted to try though, so I wiggled my ass at him and spread my legs apart widely. That seemed to have the desired effect, and I watched in the mirrors as he removed the plug from my ass and replaced it at my entrance with the head of his enormous meat. He reached around and began to play with my nipples again as I tried to relax and let him in. He was applying a gentle, insistent pressure, and I could feel my hole stretching to accommodate him.

I could see that his head was almost in, and pushed backwards causing him to just pop in with no pain at all, only a shock of pleasure. I couldn’t stop there though and I wiggled my ass while pushing toward him, watching and feeling the most incredibly delightful sensations as he stretched and filled me to cosmic proportions. I kept sliding down his dick, by this time at least 15 inches of him inside me. It was getting much wider now, and I was slowing down a little to allow myself to stretch, but still steadily feeding his meat into my hole. I was on the very edge of cumming every instant, actually having a series of mini-orgasms and moaning uncontrollably as I wiggled my hips.

It seemed like an eternity later as I finally felt his hips pressing against my ass and knew that I had managed to take that entire enormous dick. I lay there still for a moment gasping as the realization made me spill over into an intense orgasm, my hole clenching around his cock, wringing a groan from him. After a moment, he withdrew a little, then gently pushed back in again to the hilt to the accompaniment of my high moaning and a little yelp. I was on the edge of another orgasm and he was beginning to stroke steadily in and out of me now, withdrawing 10 or 12 inches and plunging back in to the max. We were both making animalistic noises and his hands had abandoned my breasts to grasp my hips and propel me up and down his shaft. I was in heaven, ever stronger waves of pleasure lighting up what felt like every nerve ending in my body.

I felt the urgency of his pumping increase, matching the motion of his thrusts by slamming myself backward onto him, and I was warbling a constant moan as a series of orgasms began to cascade over me. I could feel his dick swell even more as he tensed all the way into me and almost roared as he gushed loads and loads of cum deep into me. My hole was rippling with orgasmic muscular contractions, milking his dick and prolonging his orgasm, and I came again and again, screaming with the sheer pleasure of the experience.

I was lost in a reverie of pleasure for a little while, limp as Richard carried me out of the office and lay with me on a huge bed in a massively furnished bedroom. I could feel his soft meat riding up my back as he held me spoon fashion, and I wiggled my ass back toward him. He simply held me tighter in his embrace, and I happily snuggled into his bulk as we both drifted in a haze of afterglow.

I was the first one to speak. “Richard, that was incredible. I don’t know what came over me, but I couldn’t control myself from the moment I laid eyes on you and you turned out to have an awesome bonus package too. Thank you for such a great experience.” I realized I was purring at him and wiggling my ass against his dick, which was beginning to respond again. He had reached back up and started gently kneading my breasts, rolling my nipples in his massive fingers.

I was getting aroused all over again as he manipulated me and I wanted to respond in kind, so I reached behind me and rubbed at his dick, feeling it jump and swell. I rolled over and looked into his eyes as he rumbled in that amazing voice of his.

“Sean, I’ve never had anyone take me all the way before. I didn’t think any woman could actually do it. You are the sexiest woman I have ever met, incredibly beautiful and apparently uninhibited too. Where did my sister find you?”

That penetrated even through my arousal. “Your sister? Who is your sister? I’m sure you noticed that I’m not really a woman, you can’t have missed that part.” He chuckled and reached down to grasp my thumb sized dick, stroking my hip with his other hand, causing me to moan and running shivers up and down my spine.

“I noticed alright, but it doesn’t even matter to me a little bit. I still think you are the most beautiful and exotic woman I have ever met, even though you have this little bit here that tells me you couldn’t have started out that way. Oh, and Victoria is my sister and trusted right hand in business and personal life. She hasn’t steered me wrong yet, and she just scored another home run when she brought you to me.”

I was stunned. This massive, incredibly sexy man didn’t care that I wasn’t really female! I thrilled with the feeling of his massive hands stroking up and down my body, unsure just what to think. Victoria was his sister? I tried to think about that, but my own arousal was overtaking me again, and I could feel his hard on throbbing.

I got him to roll over on his back and straddled his waist, his massive meat jumping against my back as I leaned over to kiss him, a deep, passionate kiss. Then I got to my knees and had to scoot up some more just to get the head of his dick aimed at my hole, easing him back into me and watching as his eyes widened with the feelings I was giving him. There were mirrors all over the place here as well, and I was on the edge of cumming just watching that huge thing slide into my willing ass.

I sat down on him, engulfing his meat in my throbbing hole all in one thrust, then sat there for a moment, moaning as I adjusted once more to the feel of this huge intruder, then began to gyrate my hips, moving it around deep inside me and causing me to suddenly go into another orgasm. I had watched as his dick slid up into me, and I could see my waist grow as he penetrated me. Even with him in me, my waist was still incredibly thin and the curve of my hips was exaggerated. I began to ride up and down on him, going as far up as I could and slamming back down on him.

He was playing with my breasts while I was doing this, sending further jolts of pleasure through me. I was alternating between looking at us in the mirror and gazing into his eyes, both of us breathing raggedly and moaning, and I was almost taken by surprise when I tipped over into another series of orgasms, these only intensifying as he flexed up into me and I slammed down onto him. My legs were shaking from the effort of riding him as he began to tense up, and I could tell he was about to cum as well, so I gyrated wildly as I engulfed him, over and over until I had managed to push him over that edge and he shot another huge, scalding load up into my depths. Both the penetration and the knowledge that I had done this to him had sent me over the edge again too, and it seemed like I came again each time his dick twitched and jerked in me.

Finally, we were both finished with our mutual orgasms, but I didn’t want to let him out yet, so I simply allowed myself to collapse onto his broad chest, his massive meat slowly softening inside me. He wrapped an arm around me, hugging me to him as his breath slowly began to return to normal. I was simply lost in bliss, and drifted off to sleep like that.

I awoke I don’t know how much later, my hole once again stretched hugely, as Richard had apparently become erect again and I had never let him out. I sat back up and began to ride his dick up and down slowly, being careful not to wake him. I was moaning softly as I stroked on his length, feeling him begin to stiffen even further as I brought him closer to orgasm. I tipped over the edge into my own orgasm and the rippling of my inner muscles brought him over the edge. He was still asleep, but with a hugely happy grin on his face.

I could have sat there forever, impaled on his slowly softening dick, but I discovered I really had to piss, so I slowly moved off of him, his meat finally slipping out of my ass and plopping down onto his belly. I managed to get off the bed without waking, then had to take some time wandering around the darkening room, searching for a bathroom. By the time I finally found it I was dripping cum down my thighs, unable to hold it all in.

I stopped and stared for a moment. The bathroom was absolutely palatial. The toilet beckoned to me, and I hurried over to sit down, releasing my tightly clenched sphincters all in one rush. I pissed forever, but the really amazing thing was the amount of cum that came bubbling out of my ass. It seemed like I sat there forever letting his cum drain out. I was examining the bath and the shower, marveling at the luxury. The bath was a huge whirlpool, big enough for several people, although it may have just been big enough for 2 if one of them was Richard. The shower area was a marvel, nozzles all over the walls and some sort of huge fixture overhead.
When I finally thought the last of the cum had drained from me, I went over to the shower area and located the controls. I had to fiddle with it for a moment but I got the water adjusted just right and figured out the controls for all the various nozzles. I adjusted things so that the overhead was giving out a fine mist at one end and almost a waterfall at the other, with graduations in between. There was an assortment of body washes and shampoos, mostly men’s, but some women’s which seemed to be more or less untouched.

I pick a lilac scented body wash, shampoo and conditioner and walked into the fine mist end, luxuriating in the water as it became increasingly heavy, the dried cum sluicing off my legs and the sweat residue washing away from my body and hair. I went back to the fine mist end and lathered up my hair, rinsed it, then applied conditioner to my hair and scrubbed my body with a bath poof as I let it soak in. Another trip to the waterfall end, then I just stood under the water for a while and enjoyed the feel of it easing the aches out of my muscles, so tired from recent sexual acrobatics.

I stepped out of the shower and into a warm, fluffy towel the length of my body. Richard had gotten up and come into the bathroom just in time to towel me down and it was a pleasure to be dried off by him, his large hands stroking me sensually with each motion. I was getting aroused all over again as he finished, then stepped into the shower himself. He was humming to himself, the deep buzzing vibrating in the bathroom like some sort of giant bumblebee as I quickly searched out a blow drier and brush and styled my hair. As usual it hung down to almost my ass, flowing like silk. I had to get some of whatever that conditioner was, for my hair was even smoother and shinier than before.

I heard the water cut off, and quickly grabbed a towel to return the favor as Richard stepped out of the shower. I tried my best to fold him up in the towel, but I could only reach so far around him. My hands just barely met around his thickly muscled waist, so I changed tactics and just tried to dry him off one side at a time. He seemed amazed by my behavior and just stood there allowing me to rub his golden skin, marveling at the play of muscles underneath.

This was the first time we had both been standing up without me wearing towering heels, and I realized at that moment just how truly huge he was. Without heels, I stood only just high enough to tuck my head under his arm, and I stand six feet tall in my bare feet. His forearms were the size of my calves, and his biceps were as big as my upper thighs. His thighs were the size of my waist or even a little larger. His waist was maybe twice the size of my hips at their widest.

There was nothing out of proportion about him, except maybe the size of his cock and balls. Those were outsized even for his massive body. He made my breath catch in my throat as I stared at him, just drinking in his masculine beauty. My nipples were standing at attention again as he vigorously toweled his hair and quickly ran a brush through it, the thick thatch of dirty blond hair doing whatever it wanted to anyway, and he finally just gave up on it. He turned and surprised me again by bending down to give me a passionate kiss, then held me back to look at me, ravishing me with his eyes.

We both seemed to get the same idea at the same time. “I’m hungry!” we chorused, then I broke into giggles and he chuckled at the humor of the thing.

“Let’s order in some pizza” he said.

“You can order in pizza?”
“Sure, what do you like on yours? I like everything but anchovies, myself.”

I almost shuddered at the thought of those revoltingly hairy salty fish, and agreed that I liked pretty much everything, myself. He picked up the phone and ordered three extra large pizzas with the works. “They’ll be here in less than 30 minutes” he said with a grin. “Now how about we have a drink and relax while we wait?”

He led me out of the bedroom into a large, comfortable looking living room, overstuffed furniture sized for his massive frame and a display screen that covered one wall completely. “What’ll you have, miss?” he asked as he slid behind a large bar made of some exotic fine grained red wood.

“Just scotch, neat, with a Coke to chase it”. He grinned, scooped up a bottle of Famous Grouse, handed me 2 cokes and grabbed some glasses, then slid from behind the bar and directed me toward what I thought at first was a wall, but turned out to be one giant sliding glass door. We stepped out onto a veranda set about with more of that outsized furniture, thickly padded chairs set around a few tables and chairs for lounging and sunbathing.

He pulled out a chair at one of the tables for me, pushing it back into position one handedly with me in it, filled both our glasses with the amber liquid, then popped the tops on both our cokes. We both took up our glasses, and he raised his to mine, clinking them together. “Here’s to what I hope will be a long and fruitful partnership.”

We both drank deeply, allowing the fine flavor to sear its way down our throats and into our stomachs. I was happier than I had ever been in my life, but I was also a little nervous. Just a couple of months ago as I remembered it, I had been a normal guy who just wanted to do well and not be miserable, not really giving any thought to relationships or anything like that, just basically buried in my work. Now I looked like a sex goddess and was thrilling with the idea that this Herculean man actually wanted to fuck me and maybe even have some sort of relationship with me.

He leaned over to kiss me and said “I mean a partnership in business, too, you know. You make me so hot sexually, and I think I might have already fallen in love with you, but I want to see your mind shine, too. You’ve got to be brilliant, it took me 2 days to figure out that shower and you just went right to expert level with it in under 5 minutes. I need your kind of mind on my team, even if it meant I would have to never make love with you again.”

I was floored. I took another long sip of my drink, draining the glass as I tried to think of what to say. “Richard, I didn’t even know you existed until this morning, but it’s like I’ve been waiting my whole life to meet you and just didn’t know it. I know you know I used to be a man, and I guess I still sort of am. That doesn’t bother you at all? Don’t you want to know anything about me? I want to know about you, everything you want to share with me. I’ll share anything about myself with you if you only ask.” I sort of ran down at that point, unsure what to say as I saw his expression.

He refilled our glasses and we both took another swig, then he suddenly punched a button on the side of the table. A little hum of whirring machinery as the center portion of the table slid back into itself, then a very interesting apparatus rose into view. I could tell there was a large pipe bowl in the center of it, and I watched as he opened a drawer and proceeded to load the bowl with some of the finest looking and smelling pot I had ever seen.
“Do you smoke?” he asked as he pulled one of several hoses with copper mouthpieces out of a recessed spot and handed the end to me. I replied brightly, “No, but I think that bowl might if it were to be lit somehow!”

“Just draw on it, it lights itself.” He chuckled at the old joke.

I did so, and didn’t get anything the first draw, but on the second my lungs were filled with potent smoke, cooled by some means to make it milder. I didn’t even think I had gotten a hit until I released a huge cloud. Normally I cough when I smoke, but not this time. I took another hit and held it for a moment as Richard filled his lungs. When he exhaled, the sheer volume of smoke coming out of his massive lungs clouded the entire table in smoke and I broke out laughing at the image. He looked like some kind of smoke breathing God sitting there glorious in his nakedness, grinning at me with a hint of a leer, then raising his glass to sip again as I did the same.

Mirroring each others motions almost exactly, we both took another deep hit from our mouthpieces, holding for a moment and blowing out more billows of smoke into the slanting rays of the last sunlight. We were both getting really high and staring at the other, I hoped the light and mood was having the same effect on him as on me, for to me at that moment he was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. The slanting dimpled sunlight played ever changing patterns on his glorious skin, and the smoke diffused the light so that he looked as though he were actually glowing. We were still mirroring each others motions as we sat entranced in each other’s gaze.

Victoria seemed to just appear at the table out of nowhere, and I gave a little start as I suddenly noticed her sitting there just as naked as we were, taking a long pull at another of the mouthpieces and a sip of scotch from a glass she had apparently conjured up out of nowhere. I laughed as I saw Richard’s gaze slide over, notice his sister sitting there calmly looking at him and just lowering her glass. He jerked just a little, but enough to send the scotch slopping over the rim of his glass. Even more quickly, he deftly snagged a napkin in a blurring movement, managing to get the scotch as it fell toward his leg.

“I’ll never get used to seeing that.” she said calmly.

“Yeah and I’ll never get used to being able to do it, either.” He replied just as calmly. “How long have you been sitting there?”

“Not very long. But I did spend a few minutes try to get the perfect videos and stills of that scene you two just performed. I don’t think I’ve ever seen two people that perfectly in tune with each other, and the lighting and the smoke and all made it just possibly the most intensely erotic thing I’ve ever seen. I just had to record it, it was too beautiful to let it pass.” She took another sip of her scotch and continued. “It looks like you two having been getting along well. Did you know that you both have that little leering grin?” She arched an eyebrow knowingly.

I was gobsmacked. I had no idea what to say, so I took a pull on my mouthpiece, Richard mirroring my actions, and then we both took a sip of our scotch. Victoria burst out laughing at this sight. The pizza chose that moment to arrive, borne in by a short, petite brunette who looked to be lighter than the boxes, swooping in on motorized roller skates and coming expertly to a stop in front of the chair Richard quickly pulled out for her.

She plopped down into the chair, sliding the pizza boxes on the table, and snagged a hose, drawing in a deep toke and snagging one of the untouched cokes sitting there. She chirped brightly, “You know, you guys eat too much pizza. You really oughta try some Chinese or something, huh?” I watched in astonishment as she took another toke and slugged most of the coke down. “Anyway, call whenever you want more!” She took another toke, killed the coke then whirred out of the room adjusting her only item of clothing, her visor.

Victoria watched her shapely ass approvingly as she swooped out, that same leering little grin her brother had displayed earlier on her face. It was Richard’s turn to quirk an eyebrow upward, which Victoria ignored, reaching for a pizza. We each grabbed a box and ate; silently watching the sunset spread its gaudy shades across the tropical sky. The pizza was possibly the best I’ve ever had, the view was incomparable, and I was happy, if a bit confused.

I had managed two slices and couldn’t eat any more. Victoria managed to make it halfway through a third, but just couldn’t finish it. By the time we were done, Richard had already swiped a piece from each of our boxes, and when we both were finished he quickly disposed of all but 3 pieces. He took the empty boxes into the kitchen and returned with several more cokes and another bottle of scotch.

We all sat there for a few moments longer, smoking and downing the scotch, talking idly about the beauty of the sunset as the sky faded to a deep indigo and then into blackness. I was stoned and drunk out of my mind when Victoria’s question penetrated my consciousness.

“So how was she?”

“Incredibly, splendidly magnificent. I was so worried I would hurt her, but she was able to just blow my mind instead. I may not believe in heaven, but I think I just took a visit there and came back with an angel.” He was talking to her, but looking into my eyes as he said this, and I was already melting inside when she threw the same question at me.

“Well, let’s just say that if he thinks I’m an angel then he’s got to be a God. I got so thoroughly fucked and then made love to and pampered and now here we are and I have no idea why I’m telling you this, but I have never felt even remotely like this, and I don’t even know what to think.” I was gazing into Richard’s eyes, and I could tell he was beginning to feel aroused by the thoughts of what we had done earlier that day, as was I.

My nipples crinkled and poked out happily as I watched his flagpole rise from his lap, twitching at me. He reached into another drawer and pulled out lube, slathering it on his dick, then took my hand and pulled me backwards down onto his monster. The head slipped in easily, and I moaned as I began to settle down the enormous length of his dick, wiggling my hips as I was being hugely expanded. I just went down the whole way to the base in one stroke, wiggling to get the last of him into me as I was again flooded with orgasm after orgasm.

I relaxed backwards onto his broad torso and recovered my composure as much as was possible given that I was sitting on his enormous dick in front of his naked sister. She seemed to approve, however, and sat watching while I impaled myself and came several times. I could tell it turned her on as her nipples crisped up and grew stiff and she puffed a little more deeply at her mouthpiece.

Richard reached around me and grabbed both of our mouthpieces then I held them while he poured us both a full glass of scotch. We both sat and took a deep hit, holding it while sipping at the smooth liquor. I could feel the rhythm of his heartbeat as his cock pulsed in my ass, keeping me in a state of intense pleasure which was just building as he played with my nipples, twirling and pulling them gently while cupping each breast with a giant hand. He flexed his dick, twitching it sharply deep within me, and that sent me over the edge all over again, moaning out my hit.

I had to move his hands off my breasts or I would just be sitting there drooling with pleasure all night! I reluctantly did so, and he settled back into his chair, moving his arms to the armrests and limiting himself to stroking my flanks and tracing the curve of my waist. I traced the bulge of a muscle on his thigh, trailing my nails along it gently, and could feel his dick jump within me in return. I was still in a state of high arousal, but I had learned to function pretty well in that way, and was able to sit back and just smoke and drink for a moment.

“Do you mean you can actually relax on that thing?” Victoria was studying me as I raised the glass toward my lips, and the question caught me just as I took a sip. I made a mistake and inhaled, spluttering for just a moment as the alcohol burned its way down the wrong passage. I thought about it for a moment.

“Yeah, I guess I can relax enough to function, but not if he keeps doing that!” I slapped at his hand which had found its way to my breast again. He twitched his dick inside me and gave a final tweak to my nipple, making me squeak and bringing me to the edge of orgasm again and leaving me hanging there. I wasn’t frustrated by it, just finding it hard to focus as the waves of pleasure slowly subsided. I could sit here with him buried in me all night, and I wanted to do just that.

“Anyway, I didn’t know it was possible to cum so many times and not just explode! Your brother is amazing, I mean really amazing. I’ve never met anyone like him. I could tell he wanted to fuck me the instant we met, and I wanted the same thing, but I actually had to make the first move on him. He’s so huge and strong and gentle all in one package and I think I’m falling in love with him.” Victoria smiled as I said this, a smile of amusement changing to a softer, more wistful kind of smile as I got to the falling in love part. “I don’t know how to tell, though. I’ve never been in love with anyone before. I don’t have the vaguest idea what it’s supposed to feel like.”

Richard reached around and pulled my head up and to the side and then he kissed me deeply, not just a passion kiss but a lingering gentle one which seemed to go on forever. “Well sis, I’m not sure how to tell either, but I’m pretty sure I’m in love with her. And yes, the sex has been incredible. I even had an erotic dream about her just before I got up!”

I had to speak up at this point. “That was no dream, babe. I woke up laying on you and you were hard again in me and I just wanted to let you sleep. You looked so happy, laying there with a silly grin on your face. So I rode you until we both came then snuck off into the bathroom. Sorry to ruin the fantasy of the dream, but I couldn’t let you think the wrong thing there.”

“Well, dream or not, it was incredible.” The deep rumble of his voice in that huge chest resonated through me as he spoke. “I think maybe it was both things, because I did have the most incredibly erotic dream, but with things going on that had only a little similarity to your description of what happened except for the part about you riding me into orgasm. There was a lot more to it than that.”
“Well, are you gonna tell us or just leave us hanging?”, Victoria inquired with a teasing lilt to her voice. “Come on, out with it! What has my little brother blushing so hard?”

At this moment, Elizabeth walked out onto the veranda and plopped herself down beside Victoria. “What’s going on here? I showed up hoping for a nice swim and find you all here already! Since when did you workaholics take off early?” Then the scene penetrated from her visual cortex and hit her brain. I could see the slight widening of her eyes as she noticed how I was sitting on Richard’s lap and realized that I was fully impaled on him. Her nipples immediately got hard, and she snatched at a mouthpiece, taking a long hit, following it with a sip of scotch from Virginia’s glass. “Wow, you two sure didn’t waste any time, huh? So how long were you able to hold yourself back from this angel, Richard?”

“Well, I’m pretty sure they were already fucking by the time I got back to my office. I cleared out within five minutes of introducing them and it was already getting pretty hot in there.” Victoria’s tone was teasing.

“Well I for one thought he was going to be a perfect gentleman and couldn’t stand it, so I kinda jumped his bones. I didn’t really give him a chance to resist, so you’re probably right about us going at it before you got to your office and we haven’t quite stopped yet.” I purred out, then wiggled my hips just a little, causing his dick to jump within me again and bringing a little squeak from me.

Richard responded to this by bending me up again to kiss, his hands once again cupping my breasts and playing with my nipples. He twitched his dick again and I moaned loudly into his mouth with pleasure as I tipped over into a swirling blast of orgasm, peaking over and over as he pulled gently on my nipples. He went back to stroking my hips and flanks as the kiss finally broke, leaving me breathlessly panting. I was quivering slightly as I took another deep hit of both smoke and scotch.

Both of the other women were staring at us, their lips slightly parted and breathing a little rapidly with their own arousal. Elizabeth was the first to move, taking a deep hit and swig of her own. “Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like that! I mean, I knew you were super smoking hot, but that was just incredible to watch! I’m so hot just looking at you two that I’m ready to jump Vicky’s bones right here and now!”

Victoria was obviously having much the same reaction, and she eagerly leaned over and kissed the other woman deeply as their hands began to wander over each other’s bodies. Richard and I watched, smoking and drinking as they quickly manipulated each other into a series of orgasms, with much high moaning and squealing of pleasure. Finally they both flopped back into their seats, panting, and took up mouthpiece and glass, partaking deeply of both.

“You know, you two are pretty hot yourselves”, I said, grinning widely at them. “Am I wrong or are you a couple? You sure looked like you knew how to hit each other’s buttons there!”

“Well, I would say we are.” Victoria caught up the other woman’s hand, giving it a squeeze. “We’ve been together since we met in my sophomore year at school, although both of us have had others. I only love one person more on the face of this earth, and that’s my brother.”

Elizabeth chimed in “I fell in love with her the day we met, even though it took me a little while to realize it. I was a foster child and never knew what love was until we met. When I had to face the feelings I was having, I ran away from school. I was so scared of my own emotions I couldn’t handle it. Vicky came hunting for me and found me crying in a bar, drunk out of my head. She just brought me back home with her and cradled me until I calmed down. I told her I was in love with her and she told me the same and I’ve never doubted her feelings or my own about her since that night.”

“There was a time when I was infatuated with Richard, but I saw his meat and it scared the hell out of me. I knew I could never even think about taking that monster, and I literally ran screaming out of the room.” She took another hit, and then went on. “I couldn’t look him in the eye for weeks after that. The poor dear was as scared of hurting me as much as I was worried about being hurt and he apologized all over himself, telling me many times that he had simply showed it to me to drive home the point he was making, which was that he would literally kill any woman he ever fully penetrated. He explained that he simply had to wait until someone came along who was able to accept him without being able to fully take him.”

“He had a few relationships over the next few years, but the woman or man always broke up with because they said he was just too big and they were scared they would kill themselves in a fit of pleasure by trying to take it all. So the best man I’ve ever known, the most gentle man and gentlemanly fellow, has been lonely now for a good 15 years.” She leaned toward me, pointing her mouthpiece at my face and gesturing with it as she spoke.

“He feels like a big brother to me, and the last thing I want is to see him hurt even more. But here I am watching what I never thought I’d see. Right in front of my eyes is a woman who can take him all and even relax on him unless he twitches himself inside her.” She leered at Victoria “Did you see it too? When he twitches his dick I can actually see it moving inside her! And that adorable little squeak she lets out when he does it! I can tell you are just ready to be pushed over the edge into orgasm at any moment.”

Richard had slid one of his hands around to rest on my stomach, his thumb just gently rubbing the underside of one breast and his pinky finger reaching below my navel. I wiggled a little in his embrace, snuggling myself into the crook of his shoulder.

I let a moment elapse, taking the time to try and digest what I was being told. I was scared, excited, aroused, and curious as hell. The time since I had arrived on the island had changed my life completely, and now I thought I was in love with a man and I was a woman in every way but one and I just wanted to lie there in this incredible man’s embrace and feel him in me.

“I want to tell you about the part of myself that you would never find in any record”, I began. “I made good grades in school, tried to fit in, but just never made any friends until college. Even then, I was always the reserved one, the guy who never got out there and hit on the girls or anything. One weekend a friend of mine told me he had arranged a date for me. I didn’t know at the time that he had actually bought a hooker for me. When she got down to business and sucked me hard, she actually laughed a little, then sucked me off. I came a little, but not much, and she was kind enough to stay around for a little while, but that was it. When I found out that had taken my friends getting a hooker for me to get me laid, I was deeply embarrassed, and I just retreated into my studies.”
“I haven’t even really had more than a casual acquaintance since that time, and those briefly. I’ve just studied, and then worked, since that time. I have been lonely all these years, almost the same time as Richard. After a while I couldn’t even bring myself to apply my full effort to my job, although I always keep up on the state of the industry and technology. Not so much because I hated the work but more because it was just so far below what I knew I could build! I was stuck troubleshooting piss-ant problems while there were wildfires raging!

I was gesturing at her with my own mouthpiece after taking a hit from it. “I’ve been told by Richard that he wants to see my mind shine as well, and I want the chance to do it. Now I feel a sort of kinship with you and with him” I gestured over my shoulder, “because I too do not know what love feels like. I’ve never experienced these feelings before, and although I have to admit that includes the sex aspect of it, the emotion of the thing is what, to me, is even more overwhelming and I’m left trying to figure it out. I don’t know what to think, but I am happier right now than I have ever even considered possible.”

I was suddenly surprised by a twitch of his dick within me. I yelped just a bit as it caused waves of pleasure to wash up and down my body. Richard chose this moment to interject.

“Look, I really am touched by your concern for me, Liz, but I want to take some time and figure out just what the fuck I feel. I am pretty sure I am in love, but I don’t really know what that feels like, except I know I love both of you and this feels like that, only stronger and different.” His dick twitched within me again. I squeaked again.

I slid my hand up his arm. “Richard, I’m so glad you feel that way, I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you but I want some time to figure out just what the hell is going on in my own mind. I want so badly to be in love with you, and for you to be in love with me, but I want to be sure that it is love instead of just lust.”

He tipped my head up again and kissed me deeply. I melted in his embrace, lost in feelings of sexual ecstasy, overwhelmed by an emotional storm. I really did think I was in love with this man!

Chapter 2

We all sat there for a moment, still puffing and drinking. I was desperately trying to sort out my own emotions. I was almost panicking, trying to figure out my own feelings. I didn’t even know what to think about myself, much less figuring out what I thought about this man who had suddenly added an entire new dimension to my life. I started to cry, just a little, a single tear dripping down my cheek. Victoria noticed and scooped it off of me offering it to Richard on her fingertip. He suckled on it for a moment, then enfolded me into his embrace even more deeply, kissing the top of my head and nuzzling me as I burst into a torrent of tears and wracking sobs.

I didn’t know what was wrong with me, I just seemed to be consumed with grief and I didn’t even know why. All I know is I just seemed to be engulfed in this tide of emotion, and somehow it had been set off by the idea that someone actually loved me.

I felt Richard picking me up and carrying me, still impaled on his dick. The sight of the huge bed just registered on me as he gently sat down and then rolled over with me on top of him, facing him. I kissed him, still crying a little, and then buried my head in his strong, broad chest. I was just about to go to sleep when I felt Victoria and Elizabeth snuggle up to me on either side. I kissed Richard again, then kissed each of them and almost instantly fell asleep.

I knew I had to be dreaming. There was no way such an amazing group of people could be showing such tenderness toward me. It just didn’t happen. I slowly came awake still filled with Richard’s massive hardness. Victoria and Elisabeth were still snuggling up to me as I lay on Richard’s stomach, his massive meat filling me up. I was lost in a haze, unable to really comprehend what had happened with my life. I was feeling things I had never really felt emotionally, and the physical stimulus was incredible. I cried softly as I lay there, Richard’s meat filling me and the loving embrace of Elizabeth and Victoria on either side.

Victoria was awake, and she stroked the small of my back as I cried, then pulled me to the side, helping me off of Richard’s massive meat and the bed, then coaxing me into the bathroom. She pulled me into the bathroom, shutting the door softly behind her. As soon as she shut the door, I burst into wracking sobs again. I couldn’t hold it back any more; the tides of emotions sweeping through me were just too much to stand. I collapsed into a heap on the floor, a sobbing, wrecked mess as Victoria tried to sooth me, but I was just not able to stop sobbing.

She lifted me and took me into the shower, setting me under the misty portion of it, and just hugged me, rocking me in her embrace. I just couldn’t stop crying, and I didn’t even know why. The water slowly brought me out of my fugue as she eased me down to the waterfall portion of the shower, turning on the side jets as well. The hot water finally succeeded in blasting me out of my crying jag, mainly because I thought I was in danger of drowning!

The side jets turned off, and Elizabeth came in to embrace me as well. They both held me as I sat on the shower floor in a sort of catatonic state, just holding on to the feeling of the water flowing over me and the obviously concerned and loving embraces from both sides. Gradually I was able to stop and think about what was wrong with me.

I had held all emotion within myself for many years now, simply sitting on the pain caused by my own isolation and desperate desire not to be stuck forever in such a lonely existence. I now was forced by the circumstances and my own newfound feelings to open the floodgates and just let it all out. I had done just that in my paroxysm of tears, and I was still doing it. The water from the shower was washing them away, but the tears were still flowing from my eyes, and they felt good, cleansing my inner self as thoroughly as the water was cleansing my body.

I heard a massive splashing through the shower, and was suddenly sitting there looking at Richard’s chest. He had sat down on the floor facing me, and was cupping my chin in his enormous hand. He turned my face up to him and leaned down to kiss me gently, a lingering kiss that went on and on while the flowing water sluiced over both our bodies. I melted into him and he infolded me in his arms, feeling another storm of emotion, but this one not causing me to break into another crying jag. It was something else, pure love and devotion for this man who held me.
He held me tightly, and I clung to him as the shower tapered off. I was vaguely aware of being dried off and carried out into the living room, my arms wrapped around his neck, feeling incredibly small and fragile in his arms. I was gently laid on a couch, relaxing gratefully into its softness. A pipe was thrust into my mouth and I inhaled gratefully, the effect soon bringing me to more awareness of my surroundings. Richard was hovering over me with this look of concern on his face, carefully applying flame to the bowl as I inhaled. I caught his eyes and stared deeply into his gaze, smiling at him in joy. I now knew beyond a doubt that I was in love with him to the very core of my being. At that moment he was the center of my universe.

I noticed that rays of sunlight were streaking the room. It seemed morning had come, and with that thought my stomach rumbled loudly. “Err, I could use something to eat in a really bad way” I said in my clear soprano. I raised myself into a sitting position abruptly and swung my feet to the floor. Elizabeth and Victoria were still on either side of me, sitting perched forward on the edges of comfortable chairs. The couch groaned as Richard sat down beside me and wrapped an arm around me. I relaxed into his embrace, rubbing my face on his arm.

I drifted in his embrace for a moment, just loving the feeling of being held. I could see us in the mirrored surface of the gigantic display across the room, and I looked tiny tucked into his massive bulk. I could see the look on his face, and it was rapturous. I could tell he was just enjoying holding me as much as I was enjoying being held. After a moment, I noticed that the chairs to either side were empty. I just couldn’t bring myself to move from Richard’s embrace for a moment.

Suddenly a stream of people came out of the kitchen and filed onto the veranda, carrying an array of trays and dishware. Richard and I looked at each other and got up together, making our way outside to be greeted with the sight of a table stacked with various foods. Victoria and Elizabeth were just sitting there grinning at us as I gaped in amazement. I gave them both a quick hug, and then we all settled down and began shoveling the food in. As we ate like a pack of hungry wolves, Elizabeth and Victoria kept exchanging meaningful glances and Richard seemed to be lost in his own world, even though I kept looking up to find his eyes on me, searching my eyes, penetrating into my very being.

I was the first to finish, finding myself unable to force down even another mouthful. I sat watching the rest of them as I toyed with the remaining food on my plate, finding myself finally realizing that I was locked onto his eyes except for occasional glances at the other two. Equally important to me at that moment was that his eyes were locked on mine except when he had to glance at his plate to make sure he was actually forking up food instead of air. I was lost in his gaze, and I felt he was looking through me into my very soul.

Elizabeth and Victoria had leaned back from their repast, and were helping themselves to a glass of scotch and a pull from their respective mouthpieces. I found a glass in my hand, and without thinking, took a deep sip from it. The scotch slid down my throat, lighting a fire along the way, and I suddenly jerked out of my reverie with a cough and splutter. I quickly grabbed my own mouthpiece and took a deep toke; beginning to feel more relaxed even than before. I was able to lean back in my chair and puff for a few moments before I had to say anything.

I sat and puffed as did the other two women, feeling like something very significant had happened, but not quite sure what. The only thing I knew at that moment was that I was so completely in love with Richard that I wanted to never be away from him, and by extension, from his sister and her lover. For the first time in my life, I felt loved, whole complete in some way I could not describe. I watched the giant next to me shoveling the food in to him self in enormous quantities, knowing he needed that much food just to keep him going. He must have put down 15,000 calories, and was just beginning to slow down when I was finishing my second glass of scotch.

I finally decided to begin the conversation. “I’m sorry I cried all over yawl and had such a fit. I don’t know what came over me, but I just couldn’t stop crying once I started, and I felt like my world had just been changed, for the better. I don’t feel worthy of what you all have given to me, emotionally and otherwise. I never realized that I wanted to be who I am now. I am so gloriously happy that it tipped me over into grieving for all the years I have spent being another person, and that was a part of it. The rest was the simple idea that such a marvelous man could actually feel something for me, despite what I obviously am. I want to spend my life with you, Richard. I want to be your wife and your partner and to be and do everything for you. I am no longer confused or doubtful in any way. I want to spend my life with you, no matter if you just treat me as some kind of object for your use. I just want to be with you.”

Richard rose from his chair and knelt in front of me, catching my hand in his. “Sean, will you have me as your husband, to have and to hold, until death do us part?”

I was stunned. I couldn’t even respond for a moment as I stared into his eyes in the slanting sunlight.

“Yes, oh yes, I will!” There were tears streaming down my face again as I fought to retain control of my raging emotions. I slid from the chair to kneel facing him, taking up his other hand in mine. “Richard, will you have me as your wife, to have and to hold, until death do us part?”

Now he was crying gently, and his voice shook just a little as he huskily replied. “I most definitely will! I mean yes!”

He swept me into his embrace, and we kneeled there for a moment, just staring into each other’s eyes in joy. Then he swept me into a glorious kiss, picking me up as we clung together and sitting us both back down in his chair, me on his lap. There was such tenderness and longing in that kiss, from both of us, and I never wanted it to end, but eventually we both had to come up for air. We were still gazing happily into each other’s eyes when Victoria spoke.

“By the power vested in me, I hereby declare you two wed! Let none interfere with the bond these two have made of their own free will!” She sounded both solemn and triumphant.

“Heard and witnessed!” Elizabeth chimed in.

Chapter 3

I had only a moment to take in what had been said and done before what seemed like hundreds of people began to throng the area around the pool, offering congratulations and best wishes to us both and the whole thing began to develop into a wild party scene. There were actually people throwing rice at us, and quite a lot of it seemed to land in my hair. Richard and I retreated inside, leaving the party for a moment, followed by cascades of rice, some of which had not come out of the little bags people used to contain it before they threw it, and as a result, the retreat turned into a rout, with both of us ducking and dodging some rather expertly hurled rice balls.

I hung myself around his neck for a moment, and then he swept me up into his arms and carried me into our bedroom, to a resounding cheer through the glass doors.

The outside world safely shut away, he laid me down gently on the bed, kissed me thoroughly, then flopped down beside me. He seemed as shocked as I was at the events which had suddenly overtaken us. After a moment where we both just tried to catch our breath, he leaned up on his arm, his face hovering over mine.

“Did you really mean it?” The look on his face was so full of disbelief that my heart melted and I began to cry again.

Between sobs, I managed to get out “I have never meant anything more in my life!!!”

I was again shocked when my massive beast of a husband began to cry with me. “Me either”, he sobbed.

We both held to each other, an emotional catharsis enveloping us as we sobbed out our grief and loneliness, an endless tide of emotion which gradually developed into a more tender, loving embrace. I knew I was getting aroused, and I could feel that he was too, but I finally managed to pry myself from wrapping around him to look in his eyes.

“Well, it appears that we have some duties.” He looked blankly at me for a moment. “I mean that out there is a whole wedding party which I must assume Victoria and Elizabeth have arranged for us, and it would be rude of us to not attend our own reception!”

He continued to stare into my eyes for a moment, then abruptly began a rolling move, catapulting himself off the bed and into the air. I marveled as he twisted in midair, coming to his feet in a run toward his closet. He slammed the sliding doors to the side, rummaging through the ranks of hanging clothes until he came upon a full tuxedo.

He ripped this off the hanger and then stopped. “Oh, shit, I never even thought of this, but there is nothing for you to wear for a bridal costume!” He began to worriedly pace back and forth as he shrugged into his massively proportioned tux, his expression becoming more tortured by the second.

All was relived as Victoria and Elizabeth stepped into the bedroom holding a marvelous concoction of white lace and pearls. “Well we knew the bride would not have a proper dress, so here you go!” they said in chorus.

For the next few moments, I was surrounded with a whirl of silk, lace and pearls as they dressed me, did my hair and makeup, then, as a crowning touch, settled a stunning tiara and swept back veil upon my head. I had no idea until they turned me around to face a mirror, and I could finally see what they had done.

I gasped in shock. I looked like a very sexy version of a fairytale princess, complete even to the very high heeled glass slippers, bedecked in lacy wisps that hid very little, but managed to reach a level of elegance that I had never before even imagined.

Richard turned me around again and swept me into his arms, kissing me until I thought I was going to faint, whirling me around in his arms until I was getting dizzy. He finally broke the kiss, staring deeply into my eyes as he gently set my feet back upon the ground.

I couldn’t tear my eyes from his as we faced the mirrored surfaces of the bedroom. He looked like the most incredibly sculpted hunk of manhood I had ever even imagined, and then I finally looked to see how I was the perfect counterpart to his incredible manhood. I looked so tiny next to him, delicate and slim and perfectly formed. The whole scene looked like a perfect Prince Charming and Lady Godiva match, except lady Godiva had a little, and I do mean a little, clothes on..

As one, we stepped out of the bedroom, hesitating for a moment as Elizabeth shoved a bouquet of flowers into my hands and Richard slipped his hand into my crooked arm. It felt like a dream as we proceeded across the room to the door and it was suddenly flung open in front of us to a blinding chorus of flashbulbs going off.

The visual disorientation faded as the series of flashes dwindled, to be replaced by a roar of cheers. There were more people packed into the area than I thought could possibly have fit, and they all seemed to be absolutely ecstatic.

For a few moments, I could barely think. The sensory input was overwhelming, and the crowd was about to send me into a flight response. I was actually beginning to panic a little when suddenly I became aware of Elizabeth murmuring into my ear. “Stand up straight and smile, dear. After all, you are their new First Lady and Queen; you have to look the part!”

I plastered my best smile on, and then looked up at Richard who seemed to be doing the same thing. “I love you!” I whispered up at him. “I love you too!” he replied, and then we kissed lightly at first, then passionately, as the noise of our audience rose to another crescendo of cheering.

As we disengaged, Victoria whispered in my ear, and I just automatically followed her instructions. I turned my back to the crowd and threw the bouquet up and over my head, back into the crowd of waiting women. I heard a shriek of delight in a very familiar voice. I turned around to see Elizabeth doing a kind of victory dance with the flowers. She looked absolutely radiant, and Victoria was running to embrace her with a strange look on her face.

The crowd grew silent as Victoria went to her knees, catching Elizabeth’s hand in hers. Richard drew me close to his side as her voice rose over thunderous silence.

“Elizabeth, I am no longer bound by my oath not to marry as long as my brother has not found his love of life. I have loved you all these years and could never make the final commitment to you, but now I can. Will you marry me? Will you make my life complete?”

Elizabeth just stood there, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her face was a study in contrasting emotions as she drew Victoria to her feet.

“My love, I have been married to you in my heart for many years now. I have always been yours. If you wish to make it formal, then let me say this now.” They were now face to face, and they were both trembling. “Victoria, my everlasting love, will you take me, to have and to hold, forever, until death do us part?”

If possible, the silence grew even more intense. “Of course I will!!! I mean, I do!!!” She made a visible effort to keep herself from crying, then spoke again. Elizabeth, will you take me, to have and to hold, forever, until death do us part?”

Elizabeth seemed to almost shrink as she folded into Victoria’s waiting embrace. Her voice was so soft as to be almost inaudible as she replied “I do!”

Still no one spoke, watching the couple embrace and kiss passionately for what seemed like hours. When they finally separated, Richard spoke, with a bit of a catch in his voice.

“By the power vested in me, I hereby declare you married, one flesh. Let none doubt the love these two have, or the bond they share.”

“Heard and witnessed!!!” The shout rose from all present with a solemn chorus. I clung to Richard as he motioned for silence, then began to speak again.

“My friends, my sister has withheld her true desire until now, on my behalf. I want you all to know that I never asked this of her, it is something she has given out of her own sense of duty. I am overjoyed today to see her release herself from the bond of duty to join in the bond of love. I know that I have been the cause of her sadness for many years, and today I am glad to be a part of the reason for her happiness.”

“Now, with all this said, let’s party!!!!”

We made our way to a rather sumptuously appointed table, one of many which had appeared as though by magic. Champagne was presented to us, and hoses placed in our hands as we settled back into comfortable chairs. Both couples of us shared the traditional champagne wedding toast, then fed each other a hit from the hoses. As we all exhaled, I snorted a little from the champagne. It tickled!

The sound of thunder rose around us as those gathered cheered again and fireworks began to explode in the sky over us. I was sure my heart would burst with joy as we all kissed each other, though of course Richard and I kissed each other more, as did Victoria and Elizabeth.

The rest of the night was a cloud of well wishers, champagne and smoke interrupted by a magical interlude when all four of us danced; clinging to our respective loves for what seemed like eternity. At some point we began to have trouble standing and retired to our table, leaving the floor to other couples.

I’m sure there was food, but mostly we just got incredibly drunk and stoned.