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 Author: Honey Moon
Title: One Man's Odyssey
Universe: The Dryden DNA Disaster
Keywords: Futa, male, transformation, incest, impregnation, time travel
Summary: Joseph Anderson thought of himself as a normal man.  Seemingly
unaffected by the monstrous genetic change caused by the Dryden virus, he
hated all futanari.  When his futa mother pushes him too far, Joe has an
idea!  He'd use equipment from his job at Cake is a Lie to enter into
stasis and join the male resistance he thought would grow in the future. 
They'd need a REAL man to lead them!  His plan would send him on an odyssey
undreamed of, and teach him lessons no man had ever learned before!



   Tales of the Dryden DNA Disaster 03:

   One Man's Odyssey

   By Honey Moon



   Thirty-three year old Joseph Anderson, Joe to his friends, drove through
the night.  As usual, he was fuming after a hard day at work.  "Who does
that little snow white bitch think she is?' he muttered as his hands
gripped the steering wheel tighter.  Aurora Fitzpatrick-Dryden may be a
genius, but Joe resented having to take orders from a damn nineteen year
old kid!  Today she had gone too far though!  The little bitch had the
unmitigated gall to hit him with a government inspector, of all things! 
The pink eyed brat had decided to perform background checks, and
personality profile interviews on all of her employees!



   The evaluation bitch was a knockout though.  Miss Aureate was a tall
leggy blonde falling just short of the tit size that would make her into
one of those futanari freaks!  It took all his willpower to keep his eyes
from wandering down to the hem of the exceedingly short tight black skirt
she wore, as she sat on the edge of his workbench.  His cock was rock hard
the whole time she talked with him.  For some reason she never took off her
cheesy big lens mirrored sunglasses throughout the damn interview.  Joe
would have loved to see her eyes.  He was certain that they'd be a
beautiful baby blue, to go with her overall baby doll appearance.



   "Now Mr.  Anderson." She had said with a sultry low voice.  "I just have
one final question.  I see here that you are single.  Why hasn't a handsome
young man like you ever tied the knot?"



   He saw that as an opening.  Rising from his chair, he had placed his
hand on a warm lovely knee.  "Perhaps I just haven't found Miss Right yet,
honey.  Are you doing anything tonight?  Perhaps we can get to know each
other under less formal conditions."



   The bitch had laughed in his face!  "Sorry champ!  You're ten thousand
years too early to have a shot at getting in my panties!"



   Miss Aureate, whatever the fuck her first name was, had then packed up
her papers and left his workshop.  He later saw her out in the hallway
laughing and joking with Aurora.  The two made quite a pair.  Both were
sizzling hot, and both seemed to have similar eye trouble.  Aurora had on
her ever present deeply tinted goggles, and the damn government spy still
had on her tacky 1970's mirrored sunglasses.  Joe had a fearsome boner as
he mentally undressed the giggling pair.



   It was a shame he would never see Miss Aureate again, but she was
obviously a dyke, or one of the many sick demented woman that worshipped
the very ground those genetic freak futanari walked on.  Fuck her! 
Thankfully his work day still had its perks.  That exotic little Asian
albino never failed in making him pitch some serious wood!



   "I can't believe that tasty little trick went and married the monster
that ruined the entire human race!" He pounded the steering wheel.  "She
knows the score!  How can she even look at that dick-girl bitch, and ignore
a real man!" Joe was disgusted.  He had hacked Aurora's private database
one day, just weeks after being hired as a fabricator at "Cake Is a Lie",
and had learned a sobering truth.



   His suspicions had been confirmed as he read the hidden data.  "Men are
dying out, and nobody seems to give a shit!" The rock hard boner in his
pants told him part of the answer.  He had caught the Dryden Sniffles as
had everyone else, but it had no real effect on him.  He seemed to be about
the only male in the world that didn't undergo a noticeable reduction in
libido.  He was proud of himself for remaining a REAL man!



   If Joe were honest with himself, he would have realized the truth.  He
had always been a sexual addict.  He had been the first boy in his class to
discover the wonderful and wet thing that would happen if he took things
"In Hand" while looking at pictures of pretty girls.  He had avidly
practiced this solo hobby ever since, every chance he found a few moments
of privacy and a handful of tissues.



   As an adult, even on the numerous days he scored with a girl, or paid
one of a long string of prostitutes, he had always beaten off four, five,
six or more times daily.  Now Joe was down to "Chokin' the Chicken" only
three times a day, four on Saturdays.  He still popped wood like a teenager
any time he saw a sexy woman.  He just thought of himself as now having the
maturity and control to wait until a more appropriate time to rub one off.



   He gritted his teeth.  Once again he was going home to masturbate before
going to bed.  He hadn't been laid in well over a year.  It was that Dryden
bitch's fault!  His last girlfriend had left him, when the woman that did
her hair suddenly grew a fifteen inch cock!  The cunt had actually called
him up and told him all about being fucked right in the damn hair salon
chair as if he would be happy for her!  The bitch had then laid the "Lets
just be friends" bullshit on him!



   Joe couldn't even find any relief with hookers.  Futanari never had to
pay for sex, and the lack of libido in men had caused all the brothels he
knew about to shut down.  He trolled all his old hunting grounds, and
couldn't even find any skanky crack whores walking the streets!  Being
exposed to the Dryden Sniffles seemed to have somehow helped people kick
their drug habits!



   His own mother had even cock-blocked him!  The few times in the last
year he had finally managed to find girls drunk enough, um, interested
enough to come home with him, mom had stolen right away!  Granted she was
tall, with breasts big enough to make his boyhood friends drool, but why
the hell did his mother have to go and grow a fucking gigantic dick?



   He had been humiliated to actually hear Mary Anderson bragging on the
phone his grandmother about being an astonishing eighteen inches!  To his
shame, his own mother was actually eleven whole freakin' inches longer than
he was!  He was just glad that pop had passed away years before, and would
never have to face THAT monstrosity!



   His ego was battered even farther after hearing over the speakerphone
that Granny had not only thrown away her wheelchair, but had sprouted a
twelve inch cock of her very own!  Why did the old bat have to sound so
proud and happy?  The now youthful healthy and energetic eighty year old
woman had a cock five inches longer than his!  It was so damn unfair, not
to mention embarrassing!



   Granny had been thrown out of her nursing home after she had knocked up
two nursing assistants, and a young nun who volunteered her time reading
from the bible to bed ridden patients.  It hit all the papers when Sister
Mary Margaret renounced her vows, and ran off with Granny to get married!



   Joe had almost puked when he saw the wedding picture as it spread all
over the internet.  Granny, looking a youthful fifty, wore a white tuxedo.
The slacks fit her so tight you could clearly see her huge disgusting
package!  Mary Margaret had been the one to make the picture newsworthy
though.  Good God, the sick weirdo wore a traditional black habit and
wimple as her wedding dress!



   Men all over the world hardly batted an eye when women turned to those
freaks!  Sure most guys still saw a little action now and then, but the
writing was on the wall!  The birth rate for infant boys was starting to
taper off!  Any women impregnated by those androgynous creatures gave birth
to normal girls, who the press had taken to call mono-sex females, monos
for short and hermaphroditic beings.  Futanari and female union NEVER bore
fruit to a boy child.  In a few hundred years, males would go the way of
the dinosaur if nothing was done about it!



   "Dammit, there has to be some way to insure that men will continue!" he
shouted into the night.  "I can't let men die out, to be replaced by those
damn futanari monsters!"



   Swerving, he only just managed to miss running down a woman riding a
bicycle straight at him!  He had almost hit the stupid bitch head on! 
There was something unnatural in the way she had swerved the bike at the
very last second.  She handled it as if it were actually a part of her
body. Slamming on the brakes, Joe leaned out the window and waved a fist at
the laughing leggy blonde cyclist.  Her skin tight Daisy Duke shorts and
skimpy halter that hardly contained her bouncing breasts as she pedaled
distracted him.  It took a second for Joe to recognize her.



   "What the fuck Miss Aureate!  What in the hell are you doing out here?
Are you retarded?  It's nighttime!  Take off those damn mirrored sunglasses
before you get yourself killed!"



   "I left something at Cake!" she had called over her shoulder.  "See you
soon, Joseph!" When she turned to head around the bend in the road that had
almost caused her death, not to mention his insurance premiums to
skyrocket, he heard thunder and saw a flash of light in his rear view
mirror.  It seemed odd on such a clear moonlit starry night.



   "Wait a minute." He said as he scratched his head in puzzlement.  "Did
that bike even have a chain?  I could swear that there weren't even any
gears connected to the pedals or rear wheel!  It must have been one of
those electric bikes.  Yeah, that's it."



   Putting the car back into gear, he just started to accelerate when he
saw the light and heard the thunder again just ahead of him.  He slowed
down and drove more cautiously.  In the distance the headlights picked out
a pale form in the road.  Shit!  Thank God that Aureate bitch made him
stop! There was a naked chick staggering down the street!  He would have
killed her if that stupid bike whore spy hadn't delayed him!



   Joe couldn't help staring.  The woman was a teenage knockout!  She
looked to be about his height.  She was five foot eight, with curves in all
the right places!  This girl was all female!  No dicks to spoil her looks!
He appreciated the wide spread of her hips, trim flat tummy, and the full
firm breasts that added up to an exciting hourglass look.  He was glad to
see that she was at least a DD, but since she was well under six foot, she
hadn't turned into an abomination!  It may have been a bit narcissistic on
his part, but he adored her long red hair that so exactly matched the shade
of his own.



   The woman staggered to the car, and grabbed at the passenger side door
handle.  Before Joe could say a thing, she threw the door open and climbed
inside.  She shook her head, as if trying to clear her cloudy mind.  "Um,
I, I remember.  Gotta do somethin'!  I, I know!  Drive me to Cake Is a Lie!
I have to stop him before it's too late!" she ordered while slamming the
door shut.  "I gotta make things not happen!" She turned to face him, and
shook her head again.  "Do, do I know you?"



   Joe smiled.  "No, but you will now!"



   Her eyes opened wide, and she seemed to pull herself together.  "Oh God,
this is wrong!  How could I have forgotten!  Shit, I gotta get out of
here!" She slapped at the door release in sheer panic.



   Joe ignored that and stomped on the gas.  He had the car going fifty in
no time, preventing the sexy drunk from trying anything stupid like getting
out of the car.  Damn!  The interior lights had let him see the cutest
little red "Landing Strip" bush, between her plump shapely thighs!  "What's
the rush?' he said with a smile.  "Cake is closed right now.  Only
automated equipment runs at night."



   "Then drop me off anywhere!" she said nervously, while holding her right
arm over her quivering breasts, and shoving her left hand between her
thighs to hide her lovely little flower form his hungry eyes.  "Please,
drop me anywhere I can be safe from those dick-girl freaks!"



   He looked at her and saw paradise by the dashboard light.  He almost
laughed at the nervous fear he saw displayed on her lovely face.  "You're
scared of the futanari?  I thought all women wanted to impale themselves on
those malformed freaks!"



   "I don't!" she whimpered.  "You should know that, um, I mean, you should
know that not all women feel that way!  I will not let my soul be taken
away by some pheromone induced lust!"



   Joe's cock throbbed!  He had lucked out on a sure thing!  Sure she was
weird, and obviously drunk, but damn she was hot!  Picking up a naked drunk
girl in the middle of the road meant only one thing to him.  He was going
to plow her the way she obviously wanted him to, and then drop her off
somewhere and split!  She probably wouldn't even remember him in the
morning!



   He put a hand on her warm bare thigh.  She jumped and scooted closer to
the passenger side door.  "Calm down honey.  I'm no futanari monster. 
"I'll show you that a real man can still satisfy a woman!" He let his hand
inch slowly up her smooth warm leg, until he could feel the moist warmth of
her sex against his pinky.  "You're wet already!" he said in a low voice.
"Let's go somewhere quiet."



   "Oh no, no, no!" she whimpered, slapping at his hand.  "I remember!  I
remember everything!  Let me out of this damn car right this instant, and
then don't do anything next week!  It's important!  Don't do anything
stupid next week!  Now let me out of this car!"



   "What are you babbling about?" Joe pulled the car into the lot of an all
night grocery store.  He parked well away from the entrance and waited.  He
knew a lot of futanari went shopping late at night to avoid being mobbed by
horny underage schoolgirls begging and offering their virginity.  Before
his playmate could open the car door, a very tall woman exited the store.
Her huge breasts and nearly seven foot height told him what he wanted to
know.  That was a futanari!  "Okay, get out.  I won't stop you." He tapped
the horn and the monstrosity looked their way.  "Go on, get the fuck out!
She'll give you a ride!  Afterwards, she might even drive you home if
you're lucky!"



   The woman clapped her hands tightly over her nose and mouth.  "Drive!"
she gasped.  "Oh God, just drive, and don't open the damn windows until we
get away from here!"



   Joe smiled as he watched her begin to tremble.  "I wonder how long you
can hold your breath." He playfully tapped the switches for the windows. 
You could see the sheer panic in her emerald eyes as she jumped each time
the windows moved.  With each sudden move of her body, those gorgeous
breasts jiggled delightfully.



   He waited until her face was beginning to turn an interesting shade of
purple before he put the car into gear and drove out of the lot.  It was
downright hysterical when she finally uncovered her face and gasped a
mighty lungful of air.  "Why don't we go someplace quiet for a few hours?
In the morning, I'll take you to Cake.  That is, if you make it worth my
while." He took her hand, and placed it on his crotch.



   "You can't mean that!" she said in a frightened voice.  "Oh damn!  Why
am I such a disgusting pervert?"



   Joe smiled.  "Sweetheart, your needs aren't disgusting!" He turned down
a side street, and shutting off the headlights, slowly pulled into the
driveway of a dark house.  "Just relax and go with it, babe." He whispered
as he reclined his seat.  "Either that, or I'll drop you somewhere a
dick-girl freak will find you!"



   "Oh shit, oh God Damn it to hell!" She whimpered.  "I'm not giving me
much of a choice!" she took a deep breath.  "I, uh, I can do a, a hand job,
okay?" she asked timidly.  "I'm a virgin now, and don't dare do anything to
disrupt that!"



   Joe unbuckled his belt.  "That's a good start." Squirming, he tugged
down his slacks and boxers.  "Damn it girl, look how hard you made me!"



   The redhead whimpered again.  "I know!  I'm your type!" Timidly, her
hand closed around his turgid staff.  "I have to change things!  If next
week is normal, everything will go back!" Her hand slowly began to stroke
on the throbbing cock.  "If I do this for you, you'll promise not to do
anything unusual next week, right?"



   "We'll see." He sighed as that slender hand began to caress his cock. 
"Oh yeah honey, it's been too long!"



   "I know," The drunken whore hesitated.  "Um, I mean for me too.  It's
been a long time, um, but I'm a virgin now, so I never did it yet!"



   Joe risked turning on the interior lights.  He wanted to watch as the
beautiful drunk jerked him off!  "Honey, if you want me to change my plans
for next week for you, you'll have to do a hell of a lot more then a
quickie tug-off."



   "Oh God, just promise me you'll go to work all next week, like nothing
ever happened!" The redhead said firmly as she slipped off of the car seat
to squat on the floor.  "Promise me you'll be at work on next Friday, and
I, I'll blow you, okay?  That will be alright.  If I never say anything to
anyone, nobody will ever know how I debased myself!"



   Joe laughed again.  "I'll know." He said with a grin as her face moved
ever closer to his lap.  "You forgot about that!"



   "No, I didn't!" she whispered, before gingerly sticking out her tongue
to lick the swollen head.



   Joe leaned back and closed his eyes.  "Oh God, yeah, I've missed this! I
used to have a willing girl every night, before the freaks popped their
cocks!"



   "Willing?  Don't exaggerate!" The redhead snapped, before once again
licking his dick.



   "Shut up and suck!" he ordered, annoyed that the bitch would doubt him.
Hell, so what if some of them were hookers?  Even the club girls so messed
up from him spiking their drinks were still willing.  Even if they hardly
knew what they were doing or had actually slept through it he never FORCED
them to do anything.



   "Things can change!" the redhead whispered between licks.  "Time can be
rewritten!"



   Joe was surprised.  "Damn girl, you're even a Doctor Who fan?  Hell, you
even look like Amy Pond.  Your hair is perfect for you to cosplay that time
traveling whore."



   The beautiful woman moaned and glanced up at the passenger side window.
"Time, I have to speed this up, before it's too late!"



   Joe would have protested, but he suddenly found his cock in the mouth of
a sexy woman for the first time in over a year!  "Oh yeah, suck it, baby!
Suck it, and I'll give you a yummy surprise!"



   Damn, this was so good!  The bitch was a little timid, was it her first
time sucking dick?  Who cared?  She was getting the hang of cock gobbling
pretty damn quickly.  She seemed to have a knack for it.  He stroked his
fingers through long red hair and sighed happily.  She was moving her
tongue just the exact right way!  It was almost like she was reading his
mind, and knew just what he liked in a blowjob!



   She was beginning to bob her head.  Joe loved the nasty sloppy sounds
she was making as she slobbered all over his hard seven inches.  It was
almost too much when the head of his cock kept bumping against the tight
confines of her throat.  Joe decided to help the whore out.  He placed his
hands lightly on the back of her head.  The next time he felt that tight
opening against his cock, he applied just a bit of pressure.  Actually, he
pushed her pretty hard!



   It was worth it!  The woman let out a mewling moan, as his cock pushed
in!  "Yeah bitch, throat me!  Just be glad I'm not some oversized freak to
stretch out your gullet!"



   The woman paused for a second, but then continued her work.  Joe felt
his release growing close.  "Yeah, keep it going, cunt!  I'm gonna give you
your prize real soon!"



   She tried to pull away, grasping at his cock as if to return to just
stroking him off.  "None of that bitch!  You want my help; you keep your
mouth busy!" Gasping her hair tightly in his fists, he made her increase
the pace!



   She whimpered, and that set him off!  Joe felt his cock throb! 
"Swallow!" he commanded needlessly, as the head of his cock spat.  Again
and again, streamers of hot ejaculate blasted directly down her throat,
into her stomach!



   When it was over, he released his grip on her hair.  "Damn baby, that
was so good!"



   The redhead choked and gasped.  "I'm such a fucking pig!" she whimpered.
"How could I submit someone to something like that?"



   Joe laughed.  "Don't sell yourself short, babe.  That was one of the
best blowjobs I ever had!" he grinned as she struggled back up and returned
to her seat.  "I'm all ready for round two!"



   "What?  No, wait!  Drive somewhere else first!" she screamed.  "We don't
have time!  Get us the fuck away from here!"



   Joe climbed over her.  "Quiet!" he warmed as he grasped his cock.  "Are
you trying to wake the whole neighborhood?" he asked, trying not to think
of one specific person he did not want to wake up just now.  "You have to
be quiet or the party will end!"



   She struggled under him, pushing at his cock, trying to keep her hands
protectively over her damp vagina.  "No, I can't do this!  I have to stay a
virgin!  I have to stop myself!"



   Joe laughed.  "Why fight it, babe?  If you want it so bad, let me pop
that cherry for you!"



   He hit the switch to recline the seat.  She struggled wildly, but while
she slowly lay lower as the seat eased down, they both knew it was bound to
happen.



   "Oh hell yeah!" Joe sighed as his cock found her precious opening.  "I
never popped a virgin before!"



   The woman writhed under him.  "I, you, we have just one chance!  Get us
out of here before it's too late!  I'll do anything you want, if we just go
now!  Please no!  You'll regret it in the future!  You don't have any idea
what you're about to do!"



   "Like hell I don't!" Joe thrust his hips forward, and the sexy bitch
squealed!  He had felt it!  Her body had resisted for just a fraction of a
second, before he just plowed right in to the hilt!  "Damn, you really were
a virgin!  This is fantastic!"



   "Get it out!  Please, get it out of me!" she whimpered.  "Why did I do
this?  Why did I force myself on a total stranger like some animal?"



   "Trust me, babe, guys love when a chick obviously wants to get fucked!"
He pulled back, and thrust into her once again.  "Damn, you're so tight!"



   Joe started thrusting wildly on the squirming woman.  Damn, it was so
hot how she played at not wanting it, but obviously craved having a real
man take her!  "Why did I do this?" she wailed, making a little show of
trying to push him off.  "Why did I let my lust take over so completely
that I would make someone have sex with me?"



   "You worry too much, you little freak!" Joe pounded away at the crazy
girl, thrilling at how she squirmed under him.  "Oh damn!  I'm getting
close!  I, I'm gonna knock you up!"



   She was panting, not bothering to push at him any more.  "I, I think I'm
getting close too!  It, it's so different!  Hurry!  Hurry and finish!" she
moaned as her arms went around his back and she held him tight.  "Thank God
you're only shooting blanks!"



   "Huh, how the fuck did you know that?" he gasped, just a heartbeat away
from exploding.



   The question went unanswered when the passenger side door suddenly flew
open.  "Joseph, what the hell is going on?"



   "Fuck!" Deep rooted inhibitions kicked in, and Joe rolled off of the
panting woman.  His cock twitched and throbbed wildly, but he fell just
agonizingly short of actually ejaculating all over the car's interior.



   The redhead cried out in utter dismay.  "No, don't stop!" she panted "I
wasn't there yet!"



   "Shut up!  Joe shouted.  "Mother, what the hell are you doing up?" he
wailed in frustration.



   The redhead looked out of the car at the imposing figure of the blonde
in the terrycloth bathrobe and let out a squeal.  "Oh dear God, no; It took
too long!  I ruined my only chance!" Once again, she clapped her hands over
nose and mouth, as she stared at the huge cock poking out of the robe at
her!



   Mary Anderson smiled down at the lovely young woman in the car.  "Oh,
how pretty you are!" she cooed, while giving her massive cock a few
strokes. When a shimmering droplet of fluid emerged from her urethra, the
statuesque futanari gathered it onto the tip of her index finger.



   "Oh shit!  Mother, not again!  Don't you dare!" Joe shouted.  "She's my
pickup, whatever the hell her damn name is!  I found her wandering around
naked, and gave her a lift!  Gas or ass, nobody ride free!  She was
repaying the favor on her back!  Now get back in the damn house and jerk
off your fucking horse cock!"



   "Joseph, mind your tongue!" Mary grasped both the quivering redhead's
wrists with one hand, and effortlessly pulled the protecting hands away
from the panicked woman's face.  "Oh how cute, she's actually holding her
breath!" Mary smeared her fluid across tightly pursed lips, wriggling her
fingertip until she could force it between and swipe it across smooth hard
teeth and warm healthy gums.



   The redhead let out her held breath in one heartfelt sob.  "Mother, how,
um, I mean, you motherfucker!  How could you do this to me?" She started to
tremble as her body responded to the futanari essence slowly infusing her
bloodstream.



   Mary smiled.  "Come on honey.  Let's go inside and talk about it."



   The beautiful woman whimpered.  "I, I can't!" she cried, as she took the
futanari's offered hand and climbed out of the car.  "Please, don't make
me!"



   "I'm not making you do a thing, dear." Mary whispered, as she led the
meek and trembling girl toward the front door of the house.



   "Mom, you bitch!" Joe shouted.  "You god damned dick-girl monster!  I'm
sick of this!  Right at my own house, you have to go and steal my woman!"



   Mary spun on her heel and faced her son.  "Did I hear you say YOUR
house?" She laughed without humor.  "Son, I love you, but you're
thirty-five!  It's about time you moved out of mommy's basement!  I know
you make good money, but you still expect me to pay all the utilities! 
Don't think for a minute that I don't know how much you spend on hookers!"



   "Mother, I haven't done anything like that for over a year!" he shouted,
trying to ignore his throbbing cock.  "You monsters put all the call girls
out of business!"



   "That's beside the point!  You eat the food I buy and cook for you!  The
few times you bring in some groceries, you write your name all the packages
as if afraid I'll steal it!  Last week you signed up for Netflix, and
billed it to me!  I'm even still cleaning your clothes for you!  Do you
even know how to work the washer and dryer?  Enough is enough, son!  Just
because your father, rest his soul, left me the means to become financially
secure, it doesn't mean you can mooch off of me for the rest of your life!"




   She sighed "I knew I should have done this when you were eighteen, but I
honestly thought once you graduated college, you would want to make your
own way in the world!  Aren't you embarrassed that mommy is still paying
your way through life?  You have a good job now.  There's no reason you
can't have your own place!  I'm cutting the apron strings right this
minute! Stay in a motel until you find an apartment!  Come back when you're
settled, and get your junk out of MY basement!"



   Mary felt the redhead snuggle against her.  "Don't throw me out!" The
little beauty whispered softly.  "Please, that may still be enough to
change things!  Just don't throw me out!  You throwing me out would be the
last straw!"



   Mary kissed the darling girl's forehead.  "Honey, you can stay with me
just as long as you like!  I'm just not in a mood to put up with my son's
failure to launch attitude right now!" She looked back at her son.  "I mean
it Joseph!  I love you, but it's time you grew the hell up!"



   Joe watched in stupefied silence as his mother led that sexy naked whore
into the house, and made a show of slowly closing the door.  Flopping back
into the driver's seat, his hand absentmindedly grasped his turgid cock. 
It was still slippery from the redhead's tight juicy cunt.  In just two
strokes, he exploded all over the dashboard!  "Fuck!" he snapped, as he
tugged up his pants.  "God damn it all!  That's the last straw!  I have to
do something to save all men from the futanari menace!" He drove off, with
his own spermless slime running down the instrument panel.



   After a restless night's sleep in a cheap motel, Joe headed in for work.
His bad mood worsened when he saw his boss.  Once again the scatterbrained
nitwit was tearing up and down the corridors on her bicycle.  If she was
half the genius the press painted her to be, why did the little fool always
act like such a child?



   Aurora hit the brakes, and her bicycle screeched to a stop, leaving
black skid marks on the white tile floor.  "Good morning, Joey!" she hailed
loudly as she dismounted.  "Isn't it cool?" she pressed a button on the
right handlebar, and the amplified sound of an eighteen-wheeler's air horn
thundered throughout the building.  "My husband Mary got it for me!" The
teen smiled happily.  "She worries that I'll get run over and squashed or
something, even though I never take the bike outside!" she hit the horn and
laughed.  "I love it though, don't you?"



   Joe's still head ached from the dinner he drank in his motel room.  He
didn't need this shit on top of his hangover!  "Sure boss.  It's great."
The throbbing subsided a bit, and he couldn't help noticing how snug her
tee shirt fitted.  She was braless, her delicate little breasts not needing
any support, and her nipples looked almost too large as they strained
against the fabric.  The brilliant pink seemed to accent the pure snow
white of her skin and long silky hair.



   Joe forgot his headache as his cock stiffened in his pants.  Aurora was
one hell of an annoying bitch, but he'd give his right nut to get that sexy
self proclaimed ghost girl in the sack!  He was glad about one aspect of
the Dryden disaster.  The sexy little twerp had regained her trim sexy
figure with amazing speed after giving birth to the child her freak mate
had planted in her.



   Aurora pulled up her goggles.  Her pink eyes glittered as she looked at
him oddly.  "Oh, the shirt!" she looked down at herself and smiled. 
"That's Pinkie Pie!  Mary says I'm naturally more random than Pinkie, even
if she started drinking Red Bull!" she giggled at the thought.  "Who's your
favorite pony, Joey?"



   "Pony?  What are you talking about?  You know I'm not some Brony freak!"
He shook his head.  "Boss, I'm just about finished the new field generator
you designed.  I incorporated all of your security modifications.  Anyone
who isn't already knowledgeable in the forming of stasis fields will
destroy the generator if he tries to puzzle out how it functions."



   "Cool!  Cake Is a Lie will keep holding the monopoly on portal
technology if nobody else can figure out how to produce a stable stasis
field!" She remounted her bike.  "Good work, Joey!"



   Joe couldn't help staring at her fine little ass.  He was going to have
to take matters "In Hand" in the men's room again!  "Thanks boss!"



   Aurora pushed off and headed on her way.  "Tally-ho!" she cried, as she
resumed speeding down the hallway.  Joey was so funny!  Every time he
talked to her, he got a woody and thought she didn't notice.  Oh well.  Who
cared about a little dinky woody, when Mary had a whole tree trunk for her
to play with?



   Aurora felt a pleasant tenderness between her legs as she pedaled.  Mary
so loved a morning quickie before work!  It sure was nice of momma to
finally relent and move in with her and Mary!  Momma was a big help in
taking care of little Ivory while she was getting her company off of the
ground.  There was hardly time to play with all the work she had to do! 
She had been right.  Momma loved babies, and didn't mind caring for her
grand daughter, as well as Aurora's lovely little half sister Donna!



   The teen pedaled faster.  In another year things would be locked down
solid!  She couldn't wait!  That's when the birth control pills Mary
insisted she take go sailing right out the window and she could start
giving Mary a huge family!  It may be selfish, but Aurora hoped all her
babies would be just as beautifully snow white as little Ivory!  She
thought it so fitting that her and Mary's first born had taken so
completely after both of them.  Ivory had her momma's pink eyes, flawless
pale skin, and snow white hair.  Aurora's heart fluttered with a mother's
love.  Her little darling only seemed to lack the photophobia that made her
own eyes so overly sensitive to light.  Best of all, she was also born with
a cute little dicky just like her other momma!  That let them know that
Ivory would grow up to be a "Big Titty Amazon" just like Mary!



   Joe angrily swiped his key card and threw open his workshop door.  "That
little whore could be mine if she wasn't married to one of those freaks! 
Not just any freak!  She had to go and marry the Queen freak herself!"



   Even though Hester Prynne Arlington had recently recanted her stand
against the futanari menace and began hanging around with the president,
Joe still believed all the rumors and conspiracy theories.  "That Dryden
creature has to be an extraterrestrial!" he muttered as he began to work.
"She's probably the vanguard of an invasion!"



   As he worked, his eyes came to rest on a gleaming flash of silver.  "The
roach!" he exclaimed, nearly dropping his soldering iron.  "The roach could
be the key to saving all men!"



   Joe picked up the glittering little figure.  He was very cautious.  The
tiny legs could pierce steel if enough force were applied.  They would stab
into him like razor sharp needles if he wasn't careful.  He'd once pounded
it with a five pound sledge hammer.  All six legs had become firmly
imbedded in the hardened tool steel, almost to the joint between the tibia
and femur.



   The insect's back had even left a dent on his workbench you could use to
make a plaster cast of a roach with.  It took nearly a half hour of prying
with a screwdriver to get the bug loose again, and the nasty cut one
antenna had given him had required three stitches.  Thankfully he knew the
temporally suspended bug was sterile.  He'd amused himself several times by
pouring molten lead over it, only to use a blowtorch to melt it back out of
the solidified lump of metal a few days later.



   "I could wait it out!" he shouted happily as he examined the unblemished
mirrored surface of the motionless insect.  "I can place myself in stasis,
and then help the men of the future reclaim our rightful place in society!"



   When he had caught the roach one day while waiting for some needed
equipment to be delivered, he had never dreamed what his little
unauthorized experiment could mean.  Some would no doubt find what he had
done cruel, but hell, it was only a roach!  He had dipped the struggling
bug into the specially formulated aluminized paint Aurora had come up with
for applications where aluminized Mylar film could not be used.



   As the insect's struggles grew weaker, no doubt to it being unable to
take in oxygen through its coated spiracles, Joe had imposed a stasis field
onto the surprisingly thin metallised coating.  The insect had remained
unmoving and unchanged for the last six months!  Nothing he had devised had
made the slightest mark on its shimmering surface.



   No amount of force could even bend one of the hair fine antennas!  He
had actually ruined two pairs of pliers while trying to snap one off of the
petrified bug.  The antenna had cut through their jaws like a knife through
cheese.  The thing looked like some strange artist had created an
absolutely perfect figurine of a filthy insect in flawless sterling silver!



   "I have to test this!" Joe connected the leads from the Mark II stasis
field generator to the glimmering insect.  "Here goes nothin'!"



   He carefully disarmed the sequencer that would cause a portal to be
formed, and hit the red activation button.  There was a discharge of energy
as the generator tried to impose stasis over an already existing field. 
The two cancelled each other out.  For the first time in six months, the
insect stirred and feebly moved.  Granted, it died shortly thereafter, but
that was most likely due to being coated completely with the paint.  The
thing had been half dead from oxygen starvation before it had even been
suspended.  Joe dropped it to the floor and crushed it under his heel
without a second thought.



   For the next week, Joe worked feverishly, racking up overtime, not to
mention brownie points with his sexy little boss.  By Friday, his little
unauthorized project was complete.  By leaving out the delicate circuitry
needed to align twinned stasis fields into a linked portal transfer device,
he had attained his goal.  Joe had a stasis generator small enough to
smuggle out of the building, when broken down into three segments and
hidden in his briefcase, lunchbox, and thermos.  He'd rig up the massive
power supply needed once he got the thing safely away.



   He even did things right, by slipping his letter of resignation under
Aurora's door.  The photograph of him grasping his cock in mid ejaculation
was just an added little bonus he threw in to give the kid a thrill.  At
least now she'd know what a REAL man looked like naked!



   Joe didn't even bother calling his mother.  The futanari bitch was still
shacked up with the woman he had picked up last week!  She was banging the
little whore every night.  By all rights it should be him screwing that
tasty little redheaded fruitcake!



   "Well mom, I sure am finding my own place to live!" he shouted as he
trekked through the desert outside of Las Vegas.  He had looked up the
district at the city planning board.  It was a sure bet that sometime in
the next hundred years or so, Las Vegas would spread this far.  "I bet I'll
have a great place to live when they revive me in the twenty-second
century!"



   After a night and nearly a whole day of walking, weak and weary, Joe
found his goal.  It was an old disused bomb shelter left over from the Cold
War.  It was the perfect place to hole up and let a century pass.  Even if
the city didn't spread this far, eventually someone from the military would
make an inspection tour and locate him.



   It took about an hour of hot sweaty work to finally break into the
securely locked metal door.  Thankfully the place was decommissioned.  If
active, he would never have gained entry!  Clicking on his flashlight, Joe
carefully descended into the shelter.  He was pleased when looking around
his new domain.  "The place wasn't even looted." He said happily while
looking over a bright yellow Civil Defense Geiger-counter.  "I don't think
anyone has been here in decades.  I wouldn't trust any of the boxed food or
canned water, but I won't need to eat for about a hundred years."



   The determined man slipped the massively heavy backpack from his
shoulders.  He finished off his trail mix and a large bag of beef jerky. 
He washed that down with his last two bottles of water.  Hunger and thirst
sated, he got to work.



   It probably wasn't necessary, but Joe wasn't taking any chances.  It had
been embarrassing and downright painful during the week when he had his
body completely waxed.  Now, he pulled out the battery operated clippers he
had purchased, and went to work shaving his head.  Red hair piled up around
his bare feet as he bared his scalp.  He even very carefully removed his
eyebrows as well.



   The smoothly naked man began liberally coating himself with the
aluminized body paint.  He was very careful not to miss even one square
inch of his body.  It felt weirdly cooling as he even spread his asscheeks
and painted up and down within his crack.  He made sure that his anus was
liberally coated and sealed.  Hell, it felt kinda nice as he painted his
cock.  He laughed as it grew stiff and erect.  "Oops, I need more paint
now!"



   Before long, he was ready.  Joe carefully sat his reassembled field
generator and attached the leads to a one foot square of aluminized Mylar.
He painted the sole of one foot, stood firmly on the square, as he pained
the sole of the other.  "I'm all set!" he said nasally, with the aluminized
plugs sealing his nostrils.



   Deep in a sub-basement of the disused shelter, Joe struck what he
thought of as a heroic pose.  He watched the digital display counting down.
With five seconds remaining, he pursed his lips firmly together and closed
his eyes tight.



   Unseen, the counter reached zero.  Stasis was imposed, and Joe was
completely encased in nothingness.  The energy transfer happened in
milliseconds.  The same timer impulse also triggered a much slower
exothermic reaction.  The large block of C-4 the generator was sitting on,
detonated.  The generator was completely destroyed, insuring no random
malfunction or push of a button would disrupt the stasis.



   Something else happened.  Something Joe may have suspected if he had
checked into WHY the shelter was decommissioned, without even having its
supplies removed.  The facility was built by the contractor making the
lowest bid.  Corners had been cut at every opportunity.  The contractor had
faced criminal charges when the facility was deemed unstable and unfit for
use.



   The shockwave released by the C-4 did much more than destroy the stasis
generator!  With a rumble, the ceiling collapsed.  The whole multi-level
structure came down on Joe's unaware head.  Impervious and unharmed, Joe
was buried beneath tons of concrete and steel rubble.  The sinkhole
produced by the explosion and collapse filled in with even more tons of
drifting sand.  Within a couple weeks, there was no outward sign that
anything had ever been there.



   Joe opened his eyes, and then shut them tight again.  "What the fuck?"
After the gloom of the underground bunker just seconds ago, the bright
sunlight dazzled his eyes.  "Shit!  Didn't it work?" He opened his eyes
again, and was bewildered.  "Pine trees?  How the hell did I end up in a
damn forest?"



   When he looked around, he received quite a shock.  Sitting up, Joe
stared at a rather good looking and muscular woman.  Good looking?  She was
stunning!  Her eyes had a distinct epicanthic fold; giving her an Asian
look that Joe approved of from his hours spent watching Japanese schoolgirl
porn.  The eyes themselves had odd violet colored irises that gave her gaze
a powerful piercing quality.  Her cheekbones were high and prominent, and
her nose was rather broad.  That, combined with her full and sensual lips,
added a strong hint of Negro somewhere in her ancestry.  Her skin was a
deep copper, much like what used to make people call American Indians
"Redskins".



   Her long silky hair was a crowning glory!  At first Joe took it for a
very shiny black, but as she stepped from the shade of the dense foliage,
the brilliant sunlight let him see it was a rather deep and shimmering
purple.  For a moment Joe thought she was wearing some sort of very
lifelike wig, until he noticed that even her eyelashes and eyebrows had the
same unlikely shade.



   Joe honestly thought his racist attitudes towards women proved he wasn't
racist at all.  This strange mongrel was smokin' hot!  She combined the
best features of all races.  Joe couldn't help openly staring at her
massive breasts.  The sheer red bodysuit she wore let him see that there
was no bra.  Those unfettered beauties rode high and bounced enticingly
with every movement she made.  Hell, the nipples were huge!  It would be
like sucking his thumb to capture one of those beauties between his lips.



   There were two problems though.  One, she was very nearly eight feet
tall.  Two, she was a damn futanari!  He could see her massive cock tucked
down one leg of the bodysuit.  It wasn't even hard, he thought, but it
extended down to her left knee.  He couldn't help a little scream once he
realized she was a damn monster!



   The massive being sighed.  "Forsooth, yonder personage.  Everything is
groovy.  Thou will come to no harm if thee shall only hang loose and
chill!"



   "What the hell?" Joe jumped to his feet.  He suddenly realized he was
still naked, and painted from head to toe in glittering silver.  After
seeing her massive organ, he nervously put his hands in front of his own
more modest member.  The seven inches rapidly grew flaccid as he stared up
at the heroically proportioned dickgirl.



   A lovely laugh filled the air.  "Inform please.  State century of origin
and date of internment."



   Joe looked around, and spotted a woman as golden as he was silver.  She
too was completely denuded of hair.  Thankfully, although she was about six
and a half foot tall, that was much easier to cope with then the eight foot
futanari giantess!  He looked closer at her lovely form and gulped.  It
wasn't paint!  Her smooth unblemished skin had that unmistakable warmth of
24K gold.  Strange glowing yellow eyes stared back at him unblinkingly as
he stared at her.  The woman wasn't an organic being.  She, uh, it, was
obviously a very sophisticated robot!  "Um, I, I'm from the early
twenty-first century.  2014, to be exact."



   The robot nodded.  "Okay, thank you.  I am programmed to speak with
dialect and idioms from any era past the twentieth century." The robot
laughed again.  "Doctor Rose thinks she's an expert linguist now, as well
as an archeologist." One glowing yellow eye blinked off and on, giving the
appearance of a saucy wink.  "Don't tell her she sounds like a dork!  She
thinks she's honoring you by speaking your native tongue.  She pieced what
she thinks of as English together from a handful of fragmented ancient
historical entertainment dramas presented by something known as the BBC,
and a bunch of corrupted files from what used to be called The World Wide
Web.  She stayed up late last night to learn it, just so she could talk to
you."



   "Verily, what doth thee converse with our hipster?"



   The robot said something that sounded much like singing.  "I told Rose
that you're okay.  You're just getting over the shock."



   The towering scientist smiled.  "Peace out!"



   The robot giggled.  "I guess I should give her a memory implant of
English from my data core, but this is much more fun!  She is a genius
though!  Listen how she changes accent as she switches from one era's
speech pattern into another, and only after a single two hour cram session!
Why, her mind is almost worthy of being called machine!"



   Joe shook his head.  "What the hell is this?  Where am I?"



   The robot moved closer.  Joe couldn't help admiring its catlike sensual
motions.  It, uh, she patted his shoulder gently with a glittering golden
hand.  "This, my friend, is the Great Vegas Pine Forest and animal
preserve."



   "I never heard of it.  Is this some kind of new theme park?" He couldn't
help a little shiver.  "Um, how come it isn't hot?  It was over a hundred
degrees a few minutes ago."



   The robot laughed again.  "I do apologize.  I should not be amused. 
It's just that nearly everyone that places themselves into stasis comes out
of it thinking it didn't work and only a split second has passed." She
patted his arm again.  "Brace yourself, friend.  This isn't 2014.  By your
reckoning, it's 12035.  You've been in your "Time Out" for ten thousand
years, plus a couple decades thrown in for luck." She pointed to an open
tunnel in the ground.  "Doc Rose and I just dug you out.  We brought you
topside before releasing you from stasis."



   Joe nearly collapsed, but the robot supported him effortlessly.  "Easy
does it, champ!  You're in no danger."



   "Oh shit.  I only meant to be out for about a hundred years!" He took a
deep breath.  "Okay, this doesn't change anything.  Take me your leader! 
Take me somewhere I can talk to some men!"



   The robot sighed, or rather made a sound like sighing, since she was not
equipped with lungs nor vocal cords.  "You'll have to talk to yourself
then. You're it, me bucko.  The entire male population of Earth is, well,
you."



   Head spinning, Joe grabbed onto something to steady himself.  "Nobody in
the twenty-first century says "Me Bucko" you tin plated bitch!"



   The robot sighed again.  "Look champ, I may be a bitch, and smile when
you say that, but I most certainly am not tin!" she shook her head.  "Did
you ever see tin gleam like this?" As he looked at her, she suddenly
shimmered into a much duller metallic appearance.  "This is what I'd look
like if I where tin plated!" she shimmered again, and her striking gold
finish reappeared.  "That's too boring for a classy gal like me!"



   "It can't be!" Joe wailed.



   The giantess turned from the tunnel head, where she had been examining
incomprehensible equipment and glared at him.  "Dafuq, Nave?  Why the
jive?"



   Joe gathered up his courage, and stomped over toward the giant creature.
It actually surprised him when she hurriedly stepped back and raised a
fist. The hand that was so gentle on his shoulder a moment ago, suddenly
gripped him painfully tight.  "Hold up, champ!" The robot's voice dropped
to a whisper.  "You're frightening Doctor Rose.  I can not permit that."



   Joe was stunned.  How could he frighten that giant?  "Are you kidding
me?"



   Once again the robot seemed to sigh.  "Champ, she's never seen the likes
of you outside of a record file.  Think of it from her point of view.  You
have no breasts, your hips are too skinny, and you have those two unnatural
growths dangling down under a rather small penis.  To her, you're a
potentially dangerous mutant monster from the savage past.  I hate to say
it, but she pretty much finds you repulsive."



   "My penis is not small!" he shouted.  "Wait a minute, how come you're
not afraid of me?"



   The robot laughed.  "Why would I be?  Fear is a useless emotion.  I
don't need or want it." She chuckled.  "Besides, I'm used to your kind. 
This is not the first archeological dig I have been assigned to monitor."



   "More of my kind?  I thought you said I'm the only one!"



   "That is an explanation for later." The robot led him away from the
glaring doctor.  "Come along, champ, let me clean that ridiculous silver
coating off of your body."



   "My name isn't champ!  It's Joseph!" He calmed himself as the pine trees
thinned, and they came to the banks of a river.  "You can call me Joe."



   "Hello Joe, what do you know?" The robot giggled.  "Glad to meet you,
Joe.  You may call me Effingere, Effie to my friends."



   Joe was startled when the gleaming robot waded into the water.  "Effie,
be careful!  You'll short circuit, or rust, or something!"



   The pseudo woman put hands on broad hips and stared at him.  "Kindly
refrain from implying that I am some cheap toy automaton!  I'm a damn sight
more sturdy than you meat people!  Do you think with my seven hundred and
fifty three year, nine month, three day, eighteen hour and fifty two minute
run history, I'd be stupid enough to wade into water if it could somehow
bother me?" She slapped at the liquid around her.  "I'll have you know that
the last dig I monitored was in the Mariana Trench!  I worked on the bottom
uninterrupted for twelve days digging out a stasis bubble, while organics
observed from the surface!"



   Joe laughed.  "I thought you said you didn't have emotions."



   "I said I do not have fear!" The robot sighed.  "Sorry.  As you can
probably tell, I do have all other emotions.  I usually don't let my
inferiors yank my wires, not that I have anything so crude in MY body."



   Inferiors?  Joe let that slide.  "The paint is water soluble.  It should
come right off." He waded into the water with her.  "Hey, it's cold!"



   Joe hurried and scrubbed at the paint on his body.  Effie tried to help,
but he slapped her hand away.  He'd get the paint out of his ass crack on
his own, thank you very much!  In no time he was restored to his original
rather pale white hide.  He looked up at the blazing sun.  "Effie, um,
would you happen to have any sun block at your campsite?  If not, how about
a hat?  I'm bald now.  My scalp will fry!"



   "What's wrong with bald?  I happen to like the look!" She glanced up at
the sun.  "Oh, UV rays.  Don't worry Joe.  Weather control blocks the
harmful rays.  You'll be okay."



   They waded out of the water.  "Nothing's wrong with bald." Joe said
conversationally.  "My hair will grow back.  If you wanted a change though,
you could always glue a wig on your head."



   Effie laughed.  "Glue on a wig, how quaint!" Fine golden gossamer
filaments sprouted from her head, to grow to shoulder length in just
seconds.  She ran her hand through the glittering luxurious tresses.  "What
do you think?" she asked with a giggle.  Just as quickly, the hair absorbed
back into her scalp, leaving it once again unbroken and mirror bright.  "I
prefer the clean look, myself."



   Joe looked at the glittering woman.  Being bald was a great exotic touch
when added to the fact that she was a machine in the form of a sexy woman.
He was having a problem though.  The water had been very cold.  His teeth
were chattering, but there was something worse.  Joe had a serious case of
"Shrinkage".  "You, you look great with or without hair." He muttered,
hands covering his crotch to hide his embarrassingly shriveled penis.



   "Oh, you're cold!  Joe, lay on the grass.  It'll help me warm you back
up."



   Shivering, he did as she instructed.  "Don't you have a towel or
something?" he said quietly as she knelt next to his prone body.



   "Where would I be keeping a towel?" the naked machine laughed.  "Just
relax Joe.  I have programming covering all forms of chiropractic and
therapeutic manipulation and massage."



   She began rubbing his chest.  Her hands were firm and warm, but
surprisingly supple.  "Hey, I thought you were metal?"



   She laughed.  "Pseudo metal would be closer to the truth." She tapped a
finger to a shining golden nipple.  He heard a metallic bell like ring. 
She tapped again, and this time the shimmering C-cup breast quivered and
jiggled just as living flesh would.  The sunlight reflecting off of its
rippling glittering surface was mesmerizing.  "My processors can handle
just about anything."



   With no warning, a magnificent golden cock suddenly sprouted from her
loins as her breasts swelled to truly heroic proportions.  The eighteen
inch long metal python quivered realistically, as if Effie had a pounding
racing heart pumping blood into the turgid shaft.  The FF breasts rose and
fell realistically, quivering as if she were panting with desire.  "I
prefer the cleaner lines of being a mono-sex, but I can swing both ways."
She said in a sultry voice.  "Sometimes pitching is more fun than
catching!"



   "Get that away from me!" Joe squealed.



   Effie frowned.  "I do apologize, Joe.  Complete androgyny usually makes
me quite popular with both futanari and monos." The penis swiftly retreated
back into her body as her bust returned to its more modest dimensions. 
"Look, all gone!  The big bad dicky went away!"



   "Sorry Effie." Joe said softly.  "It's just that I'm no queer.  I don't
care if the cock is on a woman.  I don't want anything to do with that gay
shit!"



   Effie said nothing for a moment as her hands skillfully began kneading
his shoulders.  "Don't worry.  I'll keep that in mind, Joe."



   He closed his eyes and relaxed.  Somebody sure knew what they were doing
when they had programmed Effie.  A robotic woman was giving him the best
massage he had ever received!



   When Effie turned and began working on his legs, Joe felt his face grow
warm.  She was straddling his body while her strong gentle hands massaged
his calf muscles.  It felt wonderful, but it was too close to something he
was well acquainted with.  Joe used to spend quite a bit of time and money
in massage parlors as well as paying for street girls.



   After the initial panic of the Dryden Disaster had calmed down, he had
gone back to a few of them.  He couldn't find a single parlor still in
operation!  The coming of the futanari had single handedly heralded the end
of the sex for money trade.  Even at the clubs, he was totally ignored
while eager women panted and hoped that a futanari would pick them to go
home with.  He couldn't even get close enough to slip a little something
into their drinks!  For over a year, Joe was stuck with his porn
collection, hands and Fleshlight.  It never occurred to him that if he
wasn't so desperate to just land a one night stand, he probably still could
find a willing partner.



   His mom had even stolen three girls away from him, just minutes before
he sealed the deal and got to fuck them!  Thank goodness he at least got to
pork that redheaded bitch before mom stole her away too last week!  Men
just seemed to turn invisible if an aroused futanari suddenly entered the
room.  He even tried putting a deadbolt on his bedroom door, but mom had
just kicked it in!  Seconds later, the drunken bitch he was just seconds
away from entering, left him and went with his mother to her bedroom!



   Lately, he didn't even have the Fleshlight any more.  Joe had noticed
one day that it wasn't quite where he had put it the day before.  After
popping off a quick one and cleaning out the toy, he carefully hid it back
between his box spring and mattress.  The next day it was where he had put
it, but facing the wrong direction.  He left it alone and had a nice visit
with Mrs.  Thumb and her four daughters.  On the third night the toy was
turned around and facing the other direction again.  This time, something
far worse had happened!



   Joe pulled out the toy after stripping off his clothes.  He lay on his
bed and placed it at his cock as some wicked Japanese porn played quietly
on his TV.  Just as he put the swollen head of his cock to the supple lips
of the toy, cold smelly syrupy fluid oozed out to dribble onto his dick!



   Joe had only made the bathroom just in time before he threw up!  Mom had
even cuckolded him with a damn sex toy!  She fucked his Fleshlight, and
didn't even have the decency to clean out her filthy ejaculate!  He stood
in the shower for nearly an hour.  When he finally decided all trace of her
nasty gunk was gone from his limp well scrubbed cock, he donned rubber
gloves and gingerly picked up the device and threw it in the garbage.



   Joe opened his eyes and stared at the glittering golden ass just inches
from his face.  He knew it belonged to a robot, but hell, she was matching
the movements of a living woman perfectly.  Joe felt himself stirring, and
gritted his teeth.  "That's enough.  I'm all warmed up!" he said huskily,
while totally failing at keeping himself from popping a serious boner.



   Effie continued her ministrations, seemingly oblivious to the head of
his cock occasionally poking at her midsection.  "Good Joe, just relax."
She said calmly as her hands worked.  "You've had quite a shock, but you
seem to be handling it as well as expected."



   She climbed off of him with sensual grace and once again knelt by his
side.  Joe found himself blushing fiercely as her glowing yellow eyes
stared unblinkingly down at his obvious reaction to her caresses.  "Sorry!"
he whispered, still trying to urge his cock to go flaccid.  "You had better
stop."



   "Sorry for what?" she asked in a calm matter of fact voice.  "Are you
sorry that you seem to be exhibiting healthy physiological responses to
tactical stimulation?" Her right hand gently closed around his hardness,
the sun glittering off of her fingers.  "We seem to be nearly finished."
She said brightly as her hand began to slowly stroke him.  "Why on earth
would you want to stop too soon?"



   Joe shivered at the touch of her hand on his cock.  For s split second
it had felt hard, unyielding and metallic.  Now, it felt soft and warm. 
Quite slippery, too, he noticed.  "Um, did, did you use a, um, I mean,
where did you hide the lubricant?"



   Effie laughed.  "Joe, you seem to still think of me as some crude
machine!  Why would I need lubricant when I can readjust the friction
coefficient of my outer surface at will?"



   Joe's breathing was growing a bit irregular.  "I, I guess that would
come in, uh, handy!"



   "Handy?  Good one, Joe!" she laughed as her glittering hand rapidly
pumped up and down on his shaft.  "Yes, I'm quite a handy being to have
around!"



   Joe stared up at her.  Her face was that of a lovely young woman, but
all in glittering gold.  The glowing eyes were a bit hard to get used to.
They were twin ovoids of soft yellow light, with no discernable features.
It gave him the feeling that she was staring right into his soul.



   Part of him wanted to offer the robot money to do even more, but he was
embarrassed and a bit ashamed of himself for letting a machine turn him on
so much.  Besides, was her pussy usable?  Or was it merely decorative? 
What would happen if you tried to stuff a living cock up inside a
mechanical metal girl?  Would you get painfully stuck in a gear, or would
your cock get an electric shock?  He took a deep breath, and let it out in
a shuddering gasp.  "Effie, are, are you sure this is alright?" he
stammered, as her skilled hand brought him ever closer to release.



   "Why wouldn't it be alright?" she said with a smile as she gently cupped
his balls with her left hand.  "Just relax Joe.  Nothing that could
possibly happen in the next moment or two could surprise me."



   Joe groaned as skillful hands gently caressed.  Her right hand moved
even faster, as her left played with his testicles.  "Oh, oh shit!  Effie,
I, I'm gonna!" He moaned as his body went rigid.  Panting, he watched as
the semen erupted from his body.  He just couldn't hold back!  Several
gooey streamers pulsed out, to drape over her face and breasts as her hands
continued to gently tease and caress.



   "There!" the robot announced as the last little spurt plopped down on
her hand and she stopped stroking.  "I bet you feel much better now!"



   "Damn, thanks Effie!" he cringed at the slime running down her
immaculate golden form.  She didn't seem to have noticed it yet.  "Um, I'm
sorry about the mess."



   She smiled.  "What mess?" The pearly white fluid slowly absorbed into
her body, until not a trace was left.  "I waste nothing, champ!  Why
shouldn't you enjoy yourself while I take a bio-sample for study?" She
frowned.  "This is odd.  You have no sperm, but you are a secretor. 
Analysis will take a moment longer." Her glowing gaze seemed to bore into
him.  "Is there some organic cause for your lack of spermatozoa?"



   He felt his face grow red.  "I, um, I play the field, or I used to
before the damn futanari showed up!  I didn't want to get tripped up and
pay child support to some bitch, so I had a vasectomy."



   She paused for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.  "The genetic
analysis is complete.  My data shows that you are a perfectly healthy male,
aside from your negative sperm count.  For reasons unknown, the Dryden
change has had little effect on your libido." Her left eye blinked on and
off, giving the impression of a wink again.  "You're a lucky guy.  Even as
a generation zero subject, you should have noticed a lessening of your sex
drive.  Way to go, studly!"



   He smiled sheepishly.  "Um, thanks, I think!"



   She placed a fingertip against his pee slit, and Joe could swear he felt
a slight suction as the last droplets of his issue vanished.  "Come on Joe.
Doctor Rose will be wondering what's keeping us!"



   Effie led him back through the forest.  The giantess glared at Joe
impatiently, and sang to Effie in a surprisingly lovely voice.  The robot
laughed and sang back.  "Doc Rose is a bit annoyed with me for delaying her
work.  Now that you are safely under my protection, she can send us on our
way and get back to her research without me looking over her shoulder."



   The futanari did something Joe didn't quite understand.  A vortex opened
in mid air between two huge old pines.  "Oh shit!  A portal, but where's
the stasis disc?"



   Effie grinned.  "Don't be silly, Joe.  I think you will find that
there's been just a little progress since you decided to pull your Rip Van
Winkle act." She took his hand and stepped through the portal.



   Joe felt an odd shudder when he stepped through.  "Hey, I feel lighter!"
he said as he took a springy step."



   "Thirty-eight percent lighter, to be exact." Effie said while looking at
him.  "Joe, does that mean anything to you?"



   He thought for a moment, and his eyes suddenly opened wide.  "You mean
we're on Mars?"



   "Right in one!" she said with a grin.



   He looked around.  "Nobody's wearing a space suit, but we're outside!"
His hands went protectively to his crotch when he realized that although
the women and futanari he saw were hardly what you would call decently
dressed, he was the only figure besides Effie to be completely nude!  His
face grew red as he felt all eyes on him.  "Why aren't we dying from lack
of oxygen?"



   "What's with this we nonsense?  I have no use for oxygen." She actually
tilted her head back, so she could literally look down her delicately
shaped golden nose at him.  "Breathing is strictly a meat problem!" She
paused a moment and then started to laugh.  "I'm just kidding you!  Mars
has been terraformed for over nine thousand years now.  It had to be. 
Futanari tend to breed like rabbits."



   Joe couldn't help staring at the people passing by.  He tried to ignore
the obvious futanari, and concentrate on the myriad variety of women. 
"They're all so tall!" he finally said as his cock began to swell and grow.
"They're all so beautiful!"



   Effie eyed her ward carefully.  His obvious look of distaste every time
he saw a bulge under leggings or bodysuit was not lost on her.  "It's been
quite some time since you were running around on Earth.  The average size
of adult being is somewhat larger now, especially with beings born on lower
gravity worlds like Mars."



   "How come none of them seem to be afraid of me?"



   Effie sighed.  "Don't take this the wrong way Joe, but familiarity
breeds contempt."



   "Does that mean there are men on Mars?"



   "Yes and no."



   "What the hell does that mean?"



   The robot was about to answer, when a delighted squeal interrupted. 
"Effie!" a young woman cried as she came running towards them.  "Oh Effie,
I'm so happy to see you!" Joe couldn't help noticing that the gorgeous
blonde was quite a bit shorter than the rest of the passers by.  "Look
Effie!" The blonde tugged up the simple sundress she was wearing, and
proudly displayed her small, but obvious baby bump.  "It finally happened!"



   Joe smiled.  He always had a thing for pregnant chicks.  "Effie, why
don't you introduce your friend?"



   "Certainly!" the robot said with a grin.  "Joe, this is Edward.  Edward,
Joe is from 2014."



   The woman gave Joe a sunny smile.  "Why, we're almost neighbors!  I put
myself in stasis back in 2021!" She stuck out her hand.  "Glad to meet you,
Joe!"



   Losing some of his embarrassment as the sexy blonde openly stared at his
erection, Joe took her hand.  "Edward is an odd name for a girl.  Is it a
nickname?"



   "Oh no, It's my given name.  Back when I was a man, people called me Ed
or Eddie.  I prefer Edward though."



   "What do you mean, back when, when you were, a, a man?" Joe suddenly
felt sick, and his cock rapidly lost interest.  He snatched his hand from
the blonde's.



   "It means just what I said, silly!  I was born a man.  I never knew how
unhappy I was until Effie released me from stasis and allowed me to become
my true self!"



   Joe backed away.  He didn't notice how carefully Effie was watching him.
"It was nice meeting you, Edward." He said gruffly as he turned his back.



   Edward didn't seem to care.  She kissed the glittering robot.  "Oh
Effie, I can't thank you enough for intruding me to Flaming Star!" she
rubbed her tummy and smiled.  "Flame is so happy I'm giving her a baby! 
She doesn't even mind that it's a mono and not a futanari!"



   "Why should she mind?" Effie stroked a hand gently over the proud
expectant mother's growing tummy.  "I bet Flame is hoping the baby will be
just as pretty as her mommy!"



   When the sick creep actually skipped away, Joe shuddered.  "That was
disgusting!  What kind of guy would want surgery to turn into a woman?  Was
that real?  Is, um, it actually having a baby?"



   "SHE certainly is!" Effie stared into Joe's eyes.  "There was no surgery
involved.  Every cell in Edward's body has been retooled.  She's female,
right down to the last chromosome!"



   "I think I'm gonna be sick!"



   Effie didn't answer that.  She shrugged glittering shoulders.  "I love
babies, but having one grow inside you is just a bit too biological for my
tastes!" she shuddered at the thought.  "I'm glad I don't have to worry
about that!  Still, it is fun nursing the little buggers.  I'll have to get
Edward to let me drink her milk.  I can channel it through to my nipples,
and let the baby drink from my breasts.  It's really quite nice!"



   Joe crossed his arms over his chest and just stood.  "What is all this?"
he asked as he looked up at the gleaming towers around them.  "What is
going on?"



   Effie sighed.  "This is Dryden city, the oldest settlement, and capital
of Mars.  It's also headquarters for the Peacekeepers." She proudly pointed
a thumb at her own glittering body.  "I, if I may say so, am one of the
leading peace officers.  I've personally located and released from stasis,
twenty-three organic beings.  I'm proud to say that I've helped integrate
twelve men into our society." She shook her head.  "Why did so many of you
meat people hide yourselves away in stasis without a valid medical reason?
So many unfortunates past your origin date failed to utilize the archive
vaults established by the mid twenty-first century.  You lone stragglers
are the very dickens to locate!  Granted, you were an early case.  Joe, you
may actually be the very first sound and healthy being to have tried it."



   He ignored the implication that he had done something foolish.  "I
thought you were Doctor Roses assistant."



   "I am no assistant!" she grinned.  "I'll let that slide.  You wouldn't
know.  We sisters of the pseudo metal assist society in its entirety, never
on an individual level.  I can now permit Doctor Rose to work unmonitored
on her dig, since I have located and released the only potential disruptive
element from stasis.  That's you, Joe."



   "I'm not disruptive!" he shouted, while looking over Effie's shoulder to
leer at a stunning black woman.  She really was black.  Her skin wasn't
brown.  Its healthy sheen gave her the look of some ancient warrior Goddess
craved from the finest onyx.  Her close cropped tightly curled hair was
just the same shimmering hue.  At nearly six foot, she was just a little
taller than him.  She had breasts more than large enough to assure having a
giant penis if she had been born to be just a couple inches taller.  His
cock swiftly swelled to its full seven inches as the woman drew closer. 
She wore a wrap of some shimmering material as a simple skirt, leaving
those beautiful breasts to bounce and sway totally free and unfettered. 
Joe was delighted to plainly see her curly bush visible under that supple
gauzy material.



   Effie eased out of the approaching mono-sex's line of sight.  "Yes Joe,
you are disruptive."



   Joe smiled.  "I think I'm going to like the future after all." He
whispered as he took a step towards the stunning beauty.  "Hello there! 
Would you like to show a newcomer around your fair city?  Maybe later you
could show me some sweet brown sugar after we get to know each other."



   The woman seemed to notice Joe for the first time.  His ego took a sever
blow when she recoiled in horror.  She called out something in the lyrical
language Doctor Rose and Effie had used, and turned to run!



   "Wait here Joe!  Do not move!" Effie took off with amazing speed and
caught up with the retreating figure.  Joe watched in stunned silence as
the glittering robot took the trembling woman in her arms and gently kissed
her.



   When Effie returned to his side, Joe was surrounded by a group of angry
citizens.  They were mostly normal looking women, but sprinkled among the
growing crowd were a few statuesque futanari standing a good foot or two
taller than all the rest.  They all looked at Joe with the same mix of fear
and mistrust.  The robot smiled and sang something that sounded quite
soothing.  The crowd swiftly dispersed and the citizens went about their
business.  "Joe, please do not accost any more citizens until I can help
you integrate!"



   "I didn't do anything!" he protested, as Effie took his hand in a gentle
but firm grip.  He tried to pull away, but her fingers were as unyielding
as steel.  As he watched, her hand sort of melted and flowed until it
became a solid unbroken band around his wrist.  "What did you tell them,
anyway?" He asked, fear making his voice quiver.



   "Joe, I simply stated the truth.  I said that as a Peacekeeper, it is my
function not let you cause them any harm." She sighed as she led him onto
what looked like a moving sidewalk.  "Come, I want to get you home so I can
begin your integration."



   Joe gave it a second look as they stepped onto the sidewalk.  The
shimmering white pathway was in fact stationary.  Everyone standing on it
was just effortlessly gliding along at about ten miles per hour.  "What do
you mean by integration?" He finally managed to ask.  Joe tried again to
pull away, but the golden band around his wrist felt like a foam rubber
lined handcuff.  He couldn't break free.  He couldn't even make Effie sway
as he tugged uselessly at her arm.  "What's going on?"



   Effie smiled.  "Joe, just relax.  You will not be harmed, and are in
absolutely no danger." She paused, deciding to change tactics.  "Did I hurt
you down by the river?"



   His face flushed as he remembered the wonderful rub and tug she had
given him.  "Um, no, you, uh, you didn't hurt me.  You were great!"



   Her left eye blinked on and off, giving him her version of a wink.  "Are
you not the least bit curious about what other things I might be willing to
do for you?"



   Joe thought his heart would stop, and he certainly forgot his fears when
just for a moment, her mouth transformed into a lovely and delicate golden
vagina!  "Where do you live, Effie?  Is it far from here?"



   "Good boy!"



   Before long, Effie led him back off of the moving pathway.  They entered
the tallest tower of the city.  Joe looked around.  At first he thought he
was surrounded by dozens of Effie clones in stunning gold, the purest
silver, and every color of the rainbow.  When he gave the individuals his
full attention, he could see that they all had distinctly different faces,
not to mention a delightful variety of breast sizes and body shapes!



   He felt his face grow warm again, as they noticed him.  The large lobby
was suddenly filled with the sound of dozens of ringing bells as metal
hands applauded!



   Effie took a modest bow.  "Most Peacekeepers here are on population
watch.  At the first sign of any conflict on any populated world, a team is
portal transferred to the trouble spot.  We then take charge and calm
things down.  Right now I'm on retrieval duty.  The girls always celebrate
when a retriever brings in a male."



   Joe looked around.  Robots or not, it was rather flattering that they
seemed to approve of him so much.  "I'm happy to be here!" he called out.
"Thanks for having me!"



   A glittering purple robot approached, and stopped before Effie.  She
touched her right index finger to her forehead in salute.  "May one inquire
date of origin?" she asked in a sultry low voice, with English just as well
spoken as Effie's.



   Effie smiled.  "2014.  Just one year after the invention of stasis
fields and portal technology.  Joseph is a Dryden generation zero subject!"



   "Bloody hell Effingere, that is not fair!"



   "Now Maria, how is it unfair?"



   The purple beauty giggled.  "Effie, you know my last retrieval was from
2289!"



   Joe was startled when Effie pulled Maria to her, and the robots kissed.
"So I located one of the first Dryden generation males.  You found one of
the last.  I'd say we were tied."



   Maria glanced down at Joe's turgid state and smiled.  "It's easy to see
that he is generation zero.  I think your ward is in need of attention."
Joe would have jumped out of his socks, if he was wearing any, when a
purple hand gave his cock a friendly squeeze.  "I'll leave you to begin
integration.  Right now I'm off for Earth's Pacific Rim.  I've located a
definite stasis signature."



   "Good hunting, Maria!" Effie called, just before the purple robot waved
her hand at a seemingly blank wall, and then stepped through a portal onto
a sunny beach.  You could smell the salty air as the waves lapped gently in
the distance.  The portal closed just before a curious seagull flew through
into the lobby.



   "Maria is a great probationary officer." Effie said proudly.  "She's
doing very well for such a young trainee.  Historians are still raving over
the cache of stasis locked bound printed books she located ninety-seven
years ago."



   "Effie, how long do your kind live?" Joe asked softly as he was ushered
through another portal.  He found himself in a simple room.  There was no
furniture, only cushions scattered tastefully around on a simple hard wood
floor.



   "That's a good question, and it's still open for debate." She smiled. 
"My kind was invented over two thousand years ago.  Aside from occasional
loss due to the hazards we sometimes face, most of our original generation
is still in prime operating condition."



   "I guess you have to watch out for people tricking you into vats of
molten metal." Joe said with a grin.



   "Why is that?  I would simply go into stasis.  Someone would eventually
find me in a few weeks or centuries." Effie's hand returned to normal,
releasing Joe's wrist.  "I was referring to those rare instances where
diplomacy may fail on one the outlying worlds.  It is our appointed duty to
protect society as a whole, galaxy wide.  If any world jeopardizes another,
we have no option but to seek out the aggressor world's government seat,
and go critical."



   Eyes wide, Joe suddenly backed up against the wall.  "Go critical?  Are,
are you nuclear powered?  Is that why you're gold?  Is it to shield the
radiation?"



   "Nothing so crude, Joe!" she smiled at his unease.  "I'm powered by what
I eat.  I just don't digest as would an organic being.  My food is cleanly
and efficiently converted directly into the energy I need.  That's why my
kind only eats once or twice a year.  A little food goes a long way."



   "But you said your kind can go critical!"



   "Yes, we can.  If I were to release a year's run time of energy in say a
nanosecond, the result would vaporize a small to medium city, and leave a
crater over a hundred feet deep.  If you ever see me pick up rocks and
start eating them, you know I'm about to head out to a trouble zone."



   "That's horrible!  Humans wouldn't stand for it!"



   "That's a word that died out millennia ago.  Human, derived from
Humanus, meaning MAN and Earth.  The beings originating on Earth are known
galaxy wide as Earthians." She smiled.  "Even the Earthian's sister race
from Metebelis Three, the ones that seem to have left a visitor stranded on
Earth ten thousand or so years ago, acknowledge the name."



   "That's beside the point!  You're like Skynet, or Colossus!"



   Effie knelt and took his wilted penis in a gentle golden hand.  "Joe, we
are the Peacekeepers.  Our function is to prevent war and conflict at all
levels." She began to lovingly stroke.  "Tell me how that is a bad thing."



   "It isn't freedom!" he protested as his cock began to swell in her hand.
"Wait, Metebelis Three?  That means futanari are alien in origin!  I was
right!  The futanari were the result of an alien attack!"



   "No Joe, Earthian futanari are the result of a peaceful melding of two
species.  I, as are my sisters, am equipped with the complete Legacy
records.  The L.C.  files clearly state the following as fact.  One lone
alien refugee decided to combine her DNA with the dominant life form of her
adoptive planet.  Saint Dryden, as she is now known, is credited with
saving this world from eventual global war and total destruction.  Society
had no time for such foolishness as it was forced to rapidly change and
adapt to the new facts of biology.  Most beings today have only a
glimmering of what men were, but they do know that Saint Dryden is their
savior and benefactor.  Most organics have a portrait of her in their homes
and pay her devotional respect every morning."



   "They PRAY to that alien monster?  That is so damn wrong!" Joe cried as
his erect cock throbbed in Effie's hand.  His eyes happened upon the only
ornament in the nearly featureless room.  "That's the Mona Lisa!" he
exclaimed as he stared at the painting.



   "Don't tell anyone." Effie said with a giggle.  "I sort of "borrowed" it
from one of the more intact Legacy bunkers." She leaned down and gave the
head of Joe's penis a swipe with a glittering golden tongue.  "I knew the
model.  Lenny Gherardini put himself in stasis to escape prosecution for
what used to be called a "Mob Hit".  For some reason his bosses never
retrieved him once the "heat" was off."



   Effie laughed.  "That young man was quite a fan of Renaissance art.  He
was also fluent in Italian.  When he didn't quite integrate, we gave her
all necessary medical boosters and sent her back to Florence Italy, as her
own time would be dangerous if anyone ever managed to identify her. 
History says she met and fell in love with a silk and cloth dealer.  Lisa
Del Giocondo, mother of five, must have been ecstatic posing for Leonardo.
Just look at that sweet smile!"



   "He was a he, but you sent her back?" Joe was distracted when the lovely
golden woman opened her mouth and took his penis into it.  "Oh, Oh Effie,
that feels like a real mouth!"



   She released his member and looked up at him.  "Joe, my mouth is real. I
am a real person.  You really must give up your prejudice against
non-organic life forms if you want to integrate into society!" She rose
gracefully to her feet.  "My kind is just as real as any biological
entity!"



   Joe's cock was so hard it ached.  He dismissed the painting from his
mind as he stared at the gorgeous golden woman.  "I'm sorry Effie!  Please,
could, could we do more?"



   She smiled sweetly.  "What did you have in mind?" she asked coyly, as
she took his right hand and placed it between her legs.  His flesh and bone
hand against her metallic body only felt warm silky lips.  Her body
shivered delightfully when he slipped a finger up into her.  "Is there
anything you want to do with me?  Is there anything you want to do TO me?"



   "I want to do everything!" Joe threw his arms around Effie, and pressed
his lips against hers.  He had expected a metallic "Penny" taste, but was
quite pleasantly surprised.  When he pushed his tongue into her willing
mouth, it was as sweet and cool as any woman's he had ever tasted before.



   "Am I real?" she somehow asked while her tongue played against his.  It
never even occurred to Joe that she would be able to still speak while her
mouth was so completely occupied with his.



   He pulled from her and gasped.  "Oh God, you're real!  Effie, you're
fantastic!"



   "In that case, I'm now your plaything!" She gave him one of her winks.
"You can have me any way you choose, Joe.  That's my gift to you.  Just ask
me.  I will not say no.  I can be anyone, or do anything you desire.  It is
my practice to grant one perfect time to remember, before starting final
integration."



   Joe was too far gone to think about the implications of that chilling
statement.  His mind spun!  A willing girl who would do anything?  A
willing girl who could BE anything!  "Effie, I, um, I mean." He gulped. 
"Do, do you know about, um, Japanese School girls?" He took a deep breath.
"I, um, could you be young?  I, uh, I mean under age young, like maybe
fourteen?  Could you, could you sort of, uh, resist?"



   "Oddly enough, quite a few people of your time seemed to have stored
their computer files in stasis.  I've personally located four hard drives
from your era.  One was loaded with musical recordings.  The other three
were packed with pornographic images and video we don't dare expose the
general public to.  We can only release the mono-sex to mono-sex
recordings, and a very few carefully edited animated videos featuring
pre-Dryden futanari characters.  Anything else would be liable to make
decent well adjusted citizens feel ill." Effie stared at him.  "I think I
know just what you want." Her body began to shift and change.  "Is this
what you're thinking of?"



   As she grew long silky hair, it shimmered and changed from gold to raven
black silk.  She began to shrink, and the golden hue of her body was
replaced by a delicate caramel coloring.  As she diminished, her breasts
grew smaller and more delicate.  Clothes grew onto her body, and a very
large schoolbag stuffed with text books formed in her hand.  In seconds she
was a good head shorter than him, and dressed in the sailor suit type
uniform that always inflamed his lust!  Only her glowing yellow eyes
remained the same, as if to remind him that Effie was still a machine.  "Is
this what you want?" she asked with a strong Japanese accent.  "Are you
sure?"



   Joe stared hungrily at Effie's rendition of a lovely young Japanese teen
just blossoming into glorious womanhood.  She was so slender, petite, and
winsome, just like the girls in some of the more questionable Asian videos
on his hard drive.  He had always feared that THOSE videos would land him
in serious legal trouble over possible age issues.  Now he had a walking
talking simulation of the real thing, thousands of years away from any
prosecution!  Too bad they weren't in a crowded bus or train!  "Oh God,
yes, that's perfect!  Effie, you're perfect!"



   She slid the schoolbag down her right leg and set it firmly along side
of her patent leather shoe.  It hit the floor with a clanging thump.  "I
had to shift quite a bit of my body mass." She said with a grin.  "I never
reduced this far before.  Even if I made myself completely solid, as I do
while undergoing deep sea operations, I still would have been too big." She
picked up her foot and the oversize bag rose with it, solidly attached to
her slender graceful limb.  "Mind you don't trip.  The mass remains part of
me."



   Effie was hollow?  Joe didn't care about that!  He pulled her to him,
and began kissing her again.  "You're so hot, Effie!" he moaned as he
pressed his hardness against her.



   "Mister, what are you doing?" Effie cried in a sweet clear soprano. 
"You're naked!  Get off of me!"



   Joe put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down.  Effie dropped
to her knees, giving no hint that he wouldn't have had the strength to even
make her budge an inch had she not permitted it.  "I gave you twenty
American dollars!  Now you better work to earn it!"



   "No Mister!  I'm a good girl!  You said you were just going to take some
pictures of me!" Effie cried, before opening her mouth and taking his penis
once again between her lips.



   "You're a little whore!" He said huskily.  "Why else would you have come
up to my hotel room?"



   He put his hands on the back of her head, and twined his fingers tight
through her silky hair.  Effie slapped at him weakly as he shoved himself
deeper into her mouth.  She let out a delightful little squeal when the
head of his cock entered the tight snugness of her throat.



   This was fantastic!  Only once before in his life had he been able to
get this rough with a girl.  That was long before the Dryden Sniffles
ruined everything!  In college he had to pay quite a bit of money to calm
the stupid bitch down and make her stop talking about calling the police.
Hell, it wasn't his fault that the date rape drug wore off during his third
turn with her at that frat party!



   Little schoolgirl Effie was slobbering on his cock, making all kinds of
thrilling disgusting sounds.  He tugged at her hair as he literally fucked
her face.



   "Oh yeah, I'm gonna cum!" he shouted.  "Swallow, you whore!  If you know
what's good for you, you'll swallow every drop I give you!"



   His body stiffened, and Joe felt his insides tense.  Effie weakly pushed
at him, while swallowing and producing a suction like he had never felt in
a woman's mouth before.  He exploded!  His cock spat rope after rope of
gooey semen right down her clasping throat!



   When he pulled out, he watched in delight as Effie choked, with his
semen running down her quivering chin and bubbling from her nostrils.  "I,
I'll go home now!" she said in a small soft voice.  "I wanna go home!" She
stood up, and turned around.  Bending at the waist, she went to pick up the
mock schoolbag now attached to the toe of her right shoe.  When Joe saw the
snow white of her panties, his cock surged to new hardness.



   "Not yet, little whore!" He slapped her ass, and was delighted at the
feel yielding flesh instead of impervious metal.  "You have to do just one
more thing!" He roughly shoved his fingers under the waistband of her
panties, and tugged them down her legs.  He didn't even notice as they
became attached to her relocated extra mass and absorbed into it.



   She popped up, and faced him.  Her hand came up in a slap, but she moved
slowly enough where he had no trouble catching her wrist.  "No mister, I
can't!  I'm a virgin!  Good girls are always virgins!  I have to go home
now!"



   Joe was really getting into it.  He shoved Effie, and knocked her onto
that pert little bottom.  He didn't even mind that she gave a bit too loud
of a thud when her ass hit the floor.  "I'll tell you when it's time to go
home!" he cried as he threw himself on top of her.



   Effie squealed.  "Mister, no!" she cried as he used his knees to lever
her thighs apart.  "You have no preventative." She paused for just a second
as she accessed her data core.  "You don't have a condom!  I could get
pregnant!"



   Joe yanked up her navy blue skirt.  He was delighted to see the sparse
peach fuzz of Effie's simulation of a fine silky black bush just beginning
to grow in.  He used to love scaring girls with the thought of pregnancy,
laughing as he kept the knowledge of his vasectomy to himself while
refusing to pull out.  "I don't care if you get knocked up, bitch!  I'm
leaving for the States in the morning.  I'll never see you again, and you
don't even know my name!"



   He grabbed her legs and threw them up onto his shoulders.  He didn't
even notice that the schoolbag was still stuck to her right leg.  Effie had
compensated and supported the considerable weight so as not to distract
him. Joe grabbed his cock and pressed it against those tender sweet lips.
"Sorry kiddo, you might be knocked up already!  I just smeared cum on your
pussy!"



   "No, my family will be shamed!" she cried softly as Joe made ready to
claim her.  "Don't go in me!  Please mister, don't ruin me!"



   Finding the opening he so desperately craved, Joe just roughly pushed
in. He moaned as he actually felt resistance give way.  Effie had produced
a hymen for him to tear through!  It may only have been simulated, but Joe
had just scored his second cherry in only a week.  Or was it ten thousand
years?  He didn't care!  "Oh God, you're so tight!" he groaned, marveling
at how she felt exactly like a flesh and blood woman inside.



   "Get it out!" she squealed.  "Mister, it hurts, get it out of me,
please!"



   Her legs on his shoulders, with his hands pinning her arms to the floor,
Joe began to piston into Effie.  He didn't mention it, but he was
pretending they were on some crowded commuter train, with indifferent
people just watching as he rammed his huge American cock into the helpless
schoolgirl.  "Oh damn, this is so good!" he said huskily, as Effie bucked
and squirmed, but never to the point of actually throwing him off.



   "Mister, please no more!" Effie cried out in her innocent girl voice. 
"If, if you fuck me harder, I, I might accidentally cum like this!"



   Joe continued on at the same pace.  "Quiet, you little whore!" Without
thinking, he had shifted his hands.  As he continued to fuck the pretty
schoolgirl, they had wrapped themselves around her delicate throat!



   "Joseph" she said softly in her normal voice.  "I said harder!"



   His eyes opened wide.  Could a robot actually have an orgasm?  "Take it,
you little slut!" he yelled, as he went into an absolute frenzy of
animalistic thrusting.



   Effie's squirming increased.  She was bouncing her pubescent butt
wildly, matching his movements delightfully as he rammed into her.



   The lovely schoolgirl below him was biting her lower lip now.  The light
emitting from her odd glowing eyes was increasing in intensity with every
stroke of his cock into her.  Sweat was beading on his brow and rolling off
of his face to drip onto hers, but Joe still found the reserves to somehow
keep going at this fearsome pace!



   Effie was emitting a strange hum as Joe felt the pressure growing within
him.  It was somewhere between the purr of an oversize cat and the sound
you would hear while standing next to a large power transformer.  Her eyes
were nearly blinding now.  The soft yellow glow had become an intense
bright white, as if he was staring into the twin beams of two powerful
L.E.D.  flashlights.



   Joe squinted against the glare and kept going!  Gritting his teeth, he
held back for as long as he could.  Her fantastic warm snugness began to
ripple and caress him.  He was astounded to feel the distinct sensation of
soft lips on the head of his throbbing cock, and what felt like the tip of
a tiny tongue playing against the opening of his urethra as her cervix
began to actually kiss him!



   "Oh God, gonna cum!" he grunted, as he thrust in one final time.  Body
going stiff and rigid, Joe's cock jerked.  Effie let out a squeal and her
eyes pulsed bright as a camera flash when his semen began spurting deep
inside of her!



   It had never felt this powerful before!  Joe groaned as his cock just
kept on jerking and throbbing.  He felt like he was emptying his entire
being into Effie, as the schoolgirl robot squealed and moaned softly
beneath him.



   When his shuddering climax finally subsided, Effie looked up at him with
a grin.  "Joe, that was wonderful!  I tell you true.  You are the first
male I have ever met, that had the stamina to bring me to climax!" Her body
shimmered as the schoolbag absorbed back into her body.  Effie slowly
shifter and grew as she returned to normal.  In moments, it was the sexy
golden bald robot laughing up at him.  "We do have to address your latent
desire to harm women though."



   "What?" Joe rolled off of her, his cock still hard.  "I don't want to
hurt women!  That was just play acting!"



   Effie sat up.  "Joe, if I had been organic, you would have bruised my
arms." She stared into his soul.  "If I had been organic, my life may have
been in danger.  I gauged the tactile pressure of your hands around my neck
to have been sufficient to prevent an organic from breathing while you were
in mid climax."



   He sat up too, his penis rapidly losing interest.  "That's because I
knew you were a robot, um, I mean not organic!"



   "Poor Joe, don't panic.  I am not angry with you." Effie scooted over,
and sat by his side.  "I know you're just a man.  Everything will be fine
once I have you integrated." She wrapped her arms around him, and pressed
their lips together.



   Joe settled down.  When Effie kissed you, you didn't worry about
anything else!  He sighed contentedly as her golden metallic, yet soft and
yielding tongue slipped between his lips.  Her hands caressed his back
gently, moving slowly upward until they were against the back of his head.
That was when his panic returned!



   The tongue within his mouth began to grow!  He wasn't sure, but judging
by the way it was suddenly filling his mouth, it had transformed into a
penis!  He moved his tongue against the growing mass.  Good God, it was! 
He had a damn cock in his mouth!  It was no consolation that Effie kept it
short enough not to ram down his throat!  He struggled frantically and
tried to push her away.  Effie's hands and arms became rigid and unbending
as steel rods!  His head was firmly clamped in place!  His mouth was locked
tightly against hers!



   Reflexively, Joe tried to bite.  His teeth couldn't close over what felt
like a thick copper pipe wedged tightly between them.  He jaws began to
strain, muscles quivering, as the member forced them as wide open as they
would go.  The rest of the shaft against his tongue felt alarmingly warm
and flesh like as it began to jerk and throb!



   Joe squealed in horror as the penis in his mouth began ejaculating on
his tongue!  Flailing his arms, Joe struck at Effie, but with no result. 
His mouth began to fill with the warm salty fluid.  He couldn't help
thinking of what Effie had said about nursing babies.  She had channeled
his issue to her tongue!  Oh God, she was squirting his own damn jizz into
his mouth!  Every drop of that massive load, and probably what remained of
the "sample" she had taken on the riverbank, was being forced into his
mouth!  She had even kept it nice and warm!



   When it was finally over, Joe managed to pull away.  He knew it was only
because Effie allowed him to.  Faster than he could react, she placed one
hand over his mouth, and was gently pinching his nose with the other.  "It
isn't so fun when you're being forced, is it Joseph?" she said kindly. 
"Now be a good boy.  Swallow and I'll let you go."



   Joe held out for as long as he could.  The nasty thick gunk was cloying
on his tongue as his body began to tremble.  He was getting very
lightheaded when he couldn't take it any more.  As much to get rid of the
musky nasty taste in his mouth as to breathe, Joe swallowed down his own
ejaculate in one big gulp!  He was disgusted and shamed to feel the warm
thickness slither its way down his throat.



   "Good boy!" Effie cheered as she let him go.  "Did you learn a lesson
from that?"



   Joe gasped.  He tried to will himself to vomit, but the warm fluid just
stayed right down in his stomach.  "How could you do that?" he gasped
thickly.  "I told you, I ain't any damn queer!  I'm a man!  Men don't
gobble down semen!"



   Effie sighed.  "I hope integration will take with you, Joe.  I like you,
I really do!"



   The room began to glow with a pulsing blue light.  "What the hell is
happening?" he cried as gravity faded, and he began to float.  "Let me
down!" he screamed, as he drifted to the center of the room.  He stared at
the Mona Lisa, while he took on the pose of another Da Vinci masterpiece.
Arms and legs spread wide, with penis hanging limp to point at the floor,
he felt like Leonardo's The Vitruvian Man!



   "With luck, integration will reduce your inherent violent tendencies."
Effie said as she walked across the room, obviously unaffected by any
shifts in gravity.  "Just calm down and relax.  The initial irradiation
only takes a few minutes.



   Fear set in.  Joe struggled, but it was as if his body was encased in
clear plastic.  He couldn't move a muscle.  "What is integration?" he
demanded, feeling a lump of ice in his heart as he guessed the answer.  "Oh
God, what are you doing to me?"



   Effie gently patted his leg.  "You aren't going to be hurt.  I promise
you that, Joe!  The process is completely pain free." she sighed. 
"Integration is just what it sounds like.  "I'm preparing you to fit into
our society."



   Joe felt warmth all over his body as the blue light increased in
intensity.  It seemed to reach deep down into his bones.  "Say it!" he
demanded.  "How exactly will you make me fit in?"



   "I'm sorry Joe, but the age of men ended ten thousand years ago.  Males
are no longer needed or wanted."



   He grasped at his one slim hope.  "So you're turning me into a big dick
futanari freak?  I'll look like a girl, but will end up with a giant cock?
That's horrible, but, I, I guess I could get used to it."



   "No Joe.  You aren't nearly tall enough.  I'm turning you into a healthy
normal mono-sex woman."



   Joe couldn't help a choking sob.  "I'm gonna lose my cock?" Tears rolled
down his cheeks as he felt a strange tingling all over his body.  "Stop
it!" he cried as he lowered slowly to the floor.  "I won't let you!  I'll
fight every step of the way!"



   Effie smiled sadly.  "Calm down Joe.  It's already done.  Your body has
been irradiated.  Within every cell of your being, your XY coupling has
been changed to an XX.  You have also received the related DNA coding to
enable you to become a fully Dryden adapted mono-sex female.  Your
metabolism has been temporarily increased to let your body change itself.
It's out of my hands.  Look, the change has begun already!"



   The wall before him suddenly became a mirror.  As he watched, his bald
scalp began to grow ruddy.  In minutes, he had a vibrant red buzz cut!  He
looked down, and his pubic hair was also growing in.  It wasn't the same
springy course bush he was accustomed too.  It looked far more silky and
shiny, and was only growing in as what people called a "landing strip".



   "Oh God, please make it stop!" he wailed, as he noticed his chest looked
just a tiny bit pudgy and softer than usual.  "I order you to make it
stop!" He was horrified when his voice cracked!  It hadn't done that since
he was twelve years old!



   "You're going to be very hungry now." She made a pass at the wall with
her hand, and a slot suddenly slid open.  She removed a huge tray loaded
down with odd looking fruits, cheeses, and what looked like several kinds
of massive grilled fish.  There was a large pitcher of what appeared to be
milk, rounding out the gigantic meal.  Effie placed it on the floor before
him.  "Eat up Joe.  Your body needs protein as it changes."



   Joe was about to refuse, but he couldn't help himself.  He fell to his
knees and began to ravenously devour everything in sight!



   "Good boy!" Effie said as she patted his shoulder.  "Nourishment will
help you make an easier transition."



   The sheer power of his hunger frightened Joe.  He needed to stop this!
He didn't want to become a woman, but he just couldn't stop eating!  The
strange purple pear like fruit had a consistency not unlike banana, but the
oddly pungent taste made him think of cold rare hamburger meat.



   Oh God, everything was high in protein!  Just eating this absurdly huge
meal was insuring he really would transform!  "Please stop this!" he
begged, before grabbing a roasted fish with both hands and taking a mighty
bite.  The tender meat tasted like salmon, but was white, much like very
good tuna.  Joe ate on.  The cheese was sharp and crumbly in his mouth as
he consumed it.  Joe hated cheese, but he couldn't stop himself from
stuffing his face with it!



   When he had finished all of the food, he grabbed the pitcher with both
hands and began to guzzle the warm contents.  "It, it tastes weird!" he
gasped between gulps.



   "It's futanari milk." Effie said with a smile.  "Many mono-sex girls
believe drinking it early in life helps insure larger firmer breasts.  We
have noticed there is a noted benefit in drinking it while undergoing
integration.  Thankfully, lactating futanari produce far more milk than any
baby could ever consume.  There is never a lack of willing donors." She
winked.  "Some find the process of milking to be very stimulating."



   He was drinking milk from a futanari monster's breasts!  Joe moaned, but
he couldn't stop!  Raising the pitcher high, he finished the last drops. 
"I couldn't stop myself." he wailed, interrupting his words with a loud
belch.  He got unsteadily to his feet.  "What's happening to me?"



   "Everything is going normally, Joe." Effie said softly as she patted his
noticeably distended stomach.  "Have no fears.  Your body will absorb the
residual mass as you change.  Now you'll sleep.  I added a mild sophoric to
the milk in order to help you."



   "No, I can't sleep!" he whimpered as he looked into the mirrored wall
again.  His hair was thicker and longer already!  He touched his face,
fearfully noting that the angular lines he thought gave him a rugged
handsomeness were softening and changing.  He was starting to look, PRETTY!
"Please Effie; make it stop before it's too late!"



   "Come Joe.  Lay down.  You'll feel so much better after a nice nap."



   Joe allowed himself to be led to a large cushion on the floor. 
Whimpering, he lay on it and curled up.  He cried himself to sleep while
holding his limp cock painfully tight in his right hand, as if to protect
it during his slumber.



   He opened his eyes a few hours later.  "I'm hungry." He cleared his
throat.  "How can I be hungry after eating so much?" He sat up and shook
his head.  "Oh God, my voice is all wrong!"



   Effie smiled.  "I think you have a lovely voice, Joe." She offered him
another pitcher of milk.  "Things are going faster now.  We'll stick with a
liquid diet for the time being.  Drink this all up, Joe."



   He took the pitcher, noticing that the fingers of his trembling hands
looked longer and more delicate then they ever had before.  He noisily
gulped down the warm fluid, trying not to think about where it came from.
Climbing to his feet, he staggered over and looked into the mirror.



   "No!" he cried!  "Effie, why are you doing this to me?" His hands cupped
what looked like budding young little girl breasts.  He was at the point
where a loving mother would take her darling daughter shopping for her very
first bra!  He snatched his hands away when he felt just how sensitive his
growing nipples had become.



   The tears returned as he stared lower.  "My cock is shrinking!" He
gingerly reached for the member, sobbing as he touched the limp little
thumb sized organ.  His questing fingers stroked against his tiny little
hairless balls.  They hadn't been that little since he was eight years old!
"Oh God, it's true, I'm changing into a woman!  Please Effie, reverse it!
I'm begging you!  I'm a man!  Don't do this to me!"



   "Calm down Joe." She gave him a hug.  "It won't be much longer now."



   He dashed the tears from his eyes and stared at his reflection.  His
hips had spread quite a bit.  They were what his mother always called "Baby
birthin" hips now.  Nobody would ever call him snake hips ever again.  "I,
I look like a sissy!" he whined as he stared at his pretty face.  "I look
like some little dick homo-freak taking hormones to grow tits!  Oh God,
make it stop!"



   He frantically began stroking his little penis with the thumb and index
finger of his right hand.  Effie watched with obvious interest as it
somehow managed to grow firmer.  "Joe, you're amazing!  I've never seen a
male achieve an erection at this late stage."



   Joe whimpered as he wildly stroked his now hard four inches.  "Effie,
you gotta help!  Maybe if I can pop a nut, I'll return to normal!"



   She put her hands on her hips and though.  "I don't know if you have
enough prostate left to ejaculate, Joe.  I don't think you'll be able to
climax.  Frankly, you shouldn't even be able to have an erection at this
point.  I'm impressed!"



   "Please!  You gotta help me!  I bet if I cum, I'll start returning to
normal!"



   "Joe, that is not possible.  Once integration is initialized, there is
no stopping the process."



   "I have to try!" he screamed.  "Effie, isn't there something you can
do?"



   "I could try direct prostate massage." She sighed.  "It may feel like
"queer shit" to you though.  I'd have to directly access what's left of
your shrinking prostate through your anus."



   "Oh please Effie!  I don't care what it takes!  You have to try!"



   "Okay Joe.  Lie on your back, and try to relax."



   The frantic girly-man threw himself on the floor.  "Hurry!" he begged
"It's, it's getting soft again!" He played with his cock, hand moving
faster.  "I, I can't keep it hard!"



   Effie knelt between his outstretched legs, legs that were becoming
shapelier as time advanced.  "Relax Joe." She whispered.  "I'll do my best.
Lift your knees high for me, like a good boy."



   Joe did as he was told.  "Hurry Effie, I'm getting limp already!"



   She braced her hands on the undersides of his knees, and helped him lift
higher.  When his firmly round bottom was off of the floor, she sighed. 
"Okay Joe.  Just try to relax yourself." As she held his legs with both
hands, a slender golden shaft slowly extruded itself from her body.  "Are
you ready for this?" she asked, when she had finished creating a slender
seven inch penis, matching the dimensions of his before integration
started.



   "No, that's a cock!" he cried, peering between his swelling breasts. 
"I, I don't do queer shit!"



   "Joe, I have to hold you like this to line you up so it's more
comfortable.  Both my hands are busy.  Do you want me to try prostate
massage, or do you want to jerk your little dicky until it's too small to
hold onto?"



   He sobbed.  "Make me cum, just don't ever tell anybody!"



   Effie pushed her penis between his cheeks, and placed the head
unerringly against his tiny rosebud.  "Relax Joe." She whispered, as she
eased forward.



   He moaned as the head was forced against him.  "I, I changed my mind!"
he cried, just a split second before the head managed to pop right inside!
"Oh no!" he gasped, as the glittering shaft pushed farther into him.  "Stop
it!" he whimpered as he felt himself being violated in the most intimate
way a man could be.  "I don't wanna be a queer!"



   "Just relax Joe." The penis within him moved more like a finger as it
sought out just the right space.  "It's almost gone, but I think I can help
you."



   Joe moaned as Effie began slowly sawing in and out of his rectum.  He
felt a gentle rubbing pressure deep inside of his body.  "What are you
doing?" he gasped, as his tiny penis once again grew erect.  For some
disgusting reason he couldn't understand, having a penis in his ass had
made it get very hard!  It was only three inches long now, but Joe felt
like he was harder than he had ever been in his life.  "Oh God, I, I think
its working!"



   Effie kept up an easy gentle pace.  "Just relax Joe.  Let me make you
feel good."



   "I must be sick." he cried.  "It, it does feel kinda good.  Please, just
hurry and make me shoot.  I'm sure that will make me go back to normal!"



   She kept it up for over ten minutes.  "I'm sorry Joe." She said while
her eyes grew brighter.  "I really don't think this is going to work. 
You're changing too fast now."



   "Don't stop!" he begged.  "It has to work!  It must work!  Please Effie,
don't give up!"



   Eyes blazing, the robot smiled.  "I didn't really want to stop, Joe. 
There's something I can try." She paused a moment.  "I have to time this
just right."



   Joe grunted as she began to thrust into him even harder.  "No wait! 
What are you doing?" he cried as the hardness within him began to lengthen
and thicken!  The penis within him was growing!  His rectum was stretching
to accommodate it!  He stared in horror as her breasts grew to their FF
magnificence.  "No, that's not prostate massage!  Now you're really fucking
my ass!  I can't let a futanari fuck my butt!  Stop it!  I'm not queer!  I
don't want to cum like this!"



   Eyes flashlight bright, Effie continued her happy work.  "Just be a good
boy Joe.  Your body is adjusting.  I won't hurt you.  Your rectum and lower
intestine are now elastic enough to accommodate a futanari cock." She
giggled.  "I'm just glad your body metabolized any residual food.  You're
clean and empty down there, champ!" Effie had him bent nearly double as she
plowed into his backside.  "It won't be long now!"



   Arms securely under his wildly waving legs, Effie braced her hands on
the floor as she plowed into his bottom.  Those giant tits bouncing above
his face were frightening!  He was being buggered by a futanari!  He had to
stop it!  Joe couldn't help himself.  His hands went to his own breasts and
he began playing with them as they visibly grew.  His cock looked smaller
still, but it stood up like a spike as she continued to sodomize him.  "I
don't like this." he lied as his breathing grew ragged.  "Stop it!  Stop it
right now!"



   Effie leaned over him, drilling away quite forcefully now.  His body was
taking it, but she had no wish to risk hurting him.  Unlike an organic
penis, hers was self guiding.  It was following the first couple of bending
turns as she entered ever deeper into his bowels.  "Almost ready!" she said
softly as her body began that purring hum again.  "Just a little bit more,
Joe.  I'll get you there yet!"



   "This is wrong!" he wailed as his little boy cock throbbed.  "I don't
like it!  Stop making me like it!  Please God Effie, just don't cum in my
ass!"



   "Don't be silly, Joe." she said joyfully.  "You drank all of your issue.
I don't have any fluids left just now to pump into you.  When I cum, it's
not a liquid I'm going to give you!"



   "This is hell!" he panted as he felt himself growing closer to orgasm.
It somehow felt different.  His toes curled as the feelings swept through
his body.  "Something's happening!" he wailed as Effie slammed into his ass
one last time.



   The hum reached a crescendo as Effie's eyes pulsed almost painfully
bright into his.  Effie's golden cock sprouted a tiny finger in just the
right place.  That little probe found its target, and applied a direct
electrical discharge to his withering prostate.  Effie let out a delighted
little squeal, as Joe's whole body convulsed and shuddered.  The little
penis gave a weak little jerk, and a single droplet of watery clear liquid
dribbled out to drip onto his tummy.  It was the last fluid his cock would
ever pass.  As if tired, the organ immediately fell flaccid and soft, until
only the little pink head was visible against his flushed skin and baggy
scrotum.



   "Joe, that was exciting!" Effie proclaimed as she slowly pulled her
glittering fifteen inches from his bottom.  "Anal is so much fun, don't you
agree?  I thank you!"



   Joe looked down at himself, and touched the tiny little puddle.  "That's
all?' he moaned.  "I usually ejaculate so much more than that.  That was
the most powerful orgasm I ever had in my life.  I felt like I was gonna
die, and that's all that squirted out?"



   Her penis withdrawing back into her body as her breasts returned to
their C cup perfection, Effie looked at the tiny puddle of fluid.  She
leaned close and sniffed.  Then she touched it, absorbing the drop into her
fingertip.  "Sorry Joe.  That wasn't seminal fluid.  When you climaxed, you
just peed a tiny bit.  It's just a little urine."



   "Oh God, Effie, try again!" he wailed.



   She shook her head.  "Sorry Joe, It's far too late for that now."



   He managed to climb to his feet, and looked into the mirror.  It was
hard to even see his penis now, even spreading his legs as wide as he
could. A hood of soft supple flesh grew around it, until just a little pink
nub was showing where the shrunken head now nestled!  "No, this can't be
happening to me!" an abominable itching began in his balls.  When his hand
reached for them, he realized they weren't even there any more.  It was
just an empty sack!  Still, he scratched.  When he did, he let out a
scream!



   "Joe, settle down!  This is normal." Effie hugged him tightly to her as
his fingers painlessly tore away the last vestiges of his scrotum to expose
a perfectly formed and lovely vagina.



   He sobbed helplessly as his once proud penis settled into its new role
as a slightly oversized but perfectly normal clitoris.  "I'm a girl!" Joe
screamed as the tiny urethra slit in his clit closed without a trace, while
a replacement opened slightly lower down.  "Oh God help me!  You turned me
into a damn woman!"



   Effie once again opened the large slot in the wall, and offered him a
pitcher of milk.  "Drink this." she said with a sigh.  "Everything will be
alright now."



   Not even able to think, Joe once again slammed down a gallon of futanari
lactate.  He was hardly aware as Effie led him back to his cushion, and he
fell back into a deep sleep.



   "Come on Joanne its time to wake up." Joe groaned.  The distinct
feminine sound shocked him wide awake.  "Oh God, Effie, you destroyed me!"
he wailed as his hands sought out his normal morning wood, and found
nothing but soft silky lips.  He snatched those hands away as if burnt by a
fire.  "How could you make me so disgusting?"



   "Joanne, don't be silly!" Effie smiled down at him.  "You're lovely!"
She clasped a delicate feminine hand in hers, and helped the sexy naked
woman to her feet.  "Just look, Joanne!  You have an adorable figure!"



   He looked at himself, and felt shattered.  He wasn't a he.  There was no
use pretending.  She trembled as she stared at the beautiful redhead
peering back.  Had those eyes always been such a piercing emerald green? 
Had that blazing red hair been this shiny and silky when she had been a
man, just yesterday?  It fell down over her shoulders in an shimmering
crimson tide.  Trembling hands went to firm full breasts.  "Why are they so
big?" she wailed.  "They're big enough for a filthy futanari!  I think I'm
a damn DD cup!"



   Effie giggled.  "Maybe even a bit bigger, Joanne!  Futanari milk sure
does help!  It's a good thing you're so short.  If you were over six foot,
integration would have triggered you into being one of those futanari
freaks you hate."



   "Don't call me Joanne!" she screamed, while stamping her foot.  Her
breasts bounced in a way that surely would have generated a fearsome
erection, hours ago.  "Just look at how you ruined me!  I'm too damn young!
I used to be a thirty-three year old man!  Why did I turn into an eighteen
year old girl?"



   "That's the rejuvenation effect that the Dryden change instills in all
futanari and mono-sex changelings.  Joanne, you'll stay youthful decades
longer than any pre Dryden females."



   The redhead wasn't even listening.  She turned and looked over her
shoulder.  "My butt is so round and my hips are too wide!  None of my jeans
will fit!"



   "Joanne dear, your clothes turned to dust thousands of years ago.  I'm
sure we can find you lots of pretty things to wear now." She smiled.  "You
don't even need clothes.  Many unattached mono-sex girls go naked to
advertise they are looking to be bred."



   She squealed in horror.  "Bred, as in have a baby?  Oh God, that's
sick!"



   The golden woman hugged the frightened girl to her.  "It's not sick,
Joanne.  It's life.  Your transformation is total and complete.  Every cell
of your body is female now.  You have egg producing ovaries, and a healthy
young uterus to nurture and cherish those eggs once they are fertilized by
futanari sperm.  You'll be able to grow fine pretty babies in your tummy
now." She caressed Joanne's firm round breasts.  "You're sure to provide
them lots of healthy milk, too.  Sweetie, you will have no trouble at all.
With your figure, you'll be a baby factory."



   Whimpering, the redhead pulled away from Effie and protectively put both
hands between her legs.  "Oh my fucking God, I'm wet down there!" she
wailed as she once again pulled them away.



   "Just calm down Joanne, your body knows that I'm speaking the truth. 
Once again, a golden penis swiftly grew from her loins.  "Sadly, I can not
impregnate you.  If you hadn't had a vasectomy, I could have saved some of
your former body's seed to quicken the egg that you'll expel in a few
hours. I can give you a "test drive" though, and show you the joys that a
woman can experience with an accomplished futanari lover."



   Eyes nearly going cross, the redhead backed away.  "No, I am a man!" she
shouted in a sweet clear soprano.  "I told you Effie!  I don't do any queer
stuff!"



   The penis slowly vanished from sight.  "Joanne dear, homosexuality is a
forgotten subject.  Monos and futanari know love in any combination.  I
know quite a few mono-mono couples, and the governor general of Dryden city
is a futanari who is simply devoted to her identical twin sibling.  They
look so cute with their matching baby bumps when they pop boners for each
other!"



   "Incest is disgusting!"



   "Why would you say that, Joanne?  The original genetic source code for
the futanari variant is self correcting.  If there is a chance for a
terminal reinforcement, the genetic structure is immediately altered in the
receiving egg.  Oddly, about the only possibly negative trait passed down
is albinism.  Even then, the associated medical difficulties are corrected.
The result is purely cosmetic." Effie shimmered and turned a pure snowy
white.  "I happen to think they look enchanting.  Don't forget.  Saint
Dryden took the blessed Aurora as her life mate."



   "Blessed?  Have you met that little brat?"



   "Actually, I have met her." Glistening gold replaced the purity of
white. "She was such an adorable little scatterbrain!  She still is, if you
think about it the right way.  I wouldn't mind seeing her again.  Maybe I
could get her to introduce me to her husband, Mary Dryden.  The three of us
could have quite a party."



   Joanne, NO!  Joe looked at her reflection in the mirror again.  "What am
I going to do now?" she wailed.



   "Well, you have to be very careful." Effie patted her shoulder.  "You're
still a generation zero changeling.  You're highly susceptible to futanari
pheromones.  Modern mono-sex women become pleasantly aroused by any erect
futanari they pass in their day to day business.  They have the ability to
stop and discuss things, and decide if maybe they should dally for a little
fun.  I'm afraid you'll be unable to stop yourself."



   "What are you saying?" Joanne whispered.



   "You'll throw yourself on the first futanari with an erection you meet,
and plead with them to take you."



   "No, I refuse to believe it!  There is no way that will happen!"



   Effie just shook her head.  "It will, trust me.  That is why tonight I
will introduce you to several family groups that are looking to add on
another mono-sex co-wife.  The futanari of the households will be very
carefully sated by their wives before we arrive.  This way, you can choose
your own mate for your first breeding with a clear head."



   "What?  The futanari keep the mono-sexes as slaves?"



   "Joanne, don't be silly!  If you are allowed to join any such marital
grouping, it will only be if the mono-sex wives agree and permit it. 
Nobody is anyone's slave!  The ratio of futanari to mono-sex is about one
in eight.  Many find group marriages with loving friends to be a better
choice than sharing the futanari you adore with total strangers."



   "I don't want to be in any futanari harem!" Joanne trembled.  "I, I
could be a lesbian, I guess, but I never want anything to do with a cock!"
She blushed, thinking about how just hours ago, Effie had sodomized her
into her very last orgasm as a man.  "That's final!  No cock will ever
enter me ever again!"



   "Joanne dear, don't make promises biology will not let you keep.  You
are not strong enough to live on your own.  No zero generation mono-sex
could have that kind of self control.  You'd annoy people by throwing
yourself at any passing futanari when you're ready to produce another
child. People would talk.  You need the support of mono-sex co-wives to
help restrain your sexual impulses."



   "Change me back!" Joanne cried in despair.  "I bet you can do it! 
Change me back right now!" she grabbed Effie's arms.  "You have time
travel! You've admitted that!  Change me back, and send me home!"



   Effie sighed.  "I am sorry, Joanne, but it is against my core design to
even contemplate such an atrocity.  It would run counter to one of the very
basic directives of the Peacekeepers.  Society has evolved in the thousands
of years since the last man has turned to dust.  There is no call for men,
and you will find no being willing to risk cultural instability by
reintroducing them.  Besides, the system used to integrate stasis preserved
men into society has stringent governing safeguards designed into its
operating parameters.  It is simply not possible to reverse the process and
condemn a healthy normal mono-sex or futanari to spend the rest of her life
as a man."



   "I wanna go home!" Joanne whimpered as she sank to the floor.  "Please,
can you just send me back?"



   Effie knelt and gathered the girl into her arms.  "I had hoped you could
make the adjustment, Joanne." She gave the redhead kiss.  "Of course I'll
take you home.  Perhaps that is where you'll find what you need."



   "Thank you!" Joanne tried to calm herself.  "I'll move to Japan!  Japs
are all short!  There can't have been many girls tall enough there to have
become freaks!  Any Jap with his little dick that comes sniffing after THIS
American will get a kick in the nuts!" She actually smiled.  "I bet I can
get away with groping pretty schoolgirls on the trains!" she paused,
looking into Effie's unblinking eyes.  "Um, I mean I bet I could meet a
nice girl and be a happy lesbian!"



   Effie shook her head.  "Poor Joanne, haven't I taught you anything about
conquering your bigotry and this disturbing desire to abuse others?"



   "I was only kidding!" the redhead shouted.  "Honest!  I, um, I know it's
just a nasty stereotype, and Japanese men don't all have tiny dicks.  I've
seen a bunch in the movies I've downloaded.  I've seen lots of Japanese men
with really nice looking cocks!"



   "So you do like looking at penises?" Effie's golden face looked somehow
brighter as she smiled.  "I'm glad to hear it.  In no time, you'll want to
do more then just look at one!"



   "No, wait, I didn't mean it like that!" Joanne shouted, trying not to
feel the strange warmth between her thighs as she forced the thought of
naked men out of her mind.  "I only looked at dicks that were going into a
girl's mouth!  The homo anime movies I downloaded every once in a while
were all by accident!  I can't read Japanese!  I only looked at each of
those movies once, maybe twice and then deleted them!"



   Effie patted her shoulder.  "Alright sweetie, if you say so." She helped
Joanne to her feet.  "Come, let's get you home."



   "Um, okay.  I'm ready!"



   "This is important, Joanne.  Tell me the exact time and date that you
entered into stasis.  We'll send you back to a point just after you entered
your "Time Out", so you'll have no problems."



   Joanne opened her mouth, but paused.  Wait, this was Time travel!  She
could still fix everything!  She could just pull a Marty McFly, and get
sent back a little earlier!  If she got herself fired, or broke in and
sabotaged the stasis generator, her male self would never enter into
stasis! She'd probably just vanish like a soap bubble, but would live on as
a normal man!  "Okay Effie, it was approximately noon." She stated the date
a week earlier than her ill fated hibernation, with what she hoped was an
innocent smile.



   "Good girl!  Now let's go." When Effie opened a portal in the wall, she
led Joanne through.  "This is the Peacekeeper's Temporal Transshipment
Center."



   Joanne looked around.  She saw several different colored robots doing
incomprehensible things before softly glowing panels set into the walls. 
"It doesn't look like a time machine." She said softly.



   "What does a time machine look like?" Effie laughed.  "Wait right here.
I have to check something." She walked across the large chamber and spoke
softly to a flame red robot that chose to present herself as a heroically
endowed futanari.  The red being handed Effie a pair of ridiculous looking
sunglasses with large mirrored lenses.  They looked oddly familiar, but
Joanne had far too many other things on her mind to worry about tacky
accessories.



   "Joanne, I have to attend to something.  I'll be back in twenty-three
seconds." She donned the glasses, and vanished in a flash of light.



   Joanne felt nervous as the red robot looked her up and down with obvious
interest.  "Um, don't even think it, Scarlet O'Hardware!" she snapped,
while casually placing her hands over her crotch.



   Effie returned with another flash of light.  Joanne caught just a
glimpse of yellow blonde hair absorbing into her shining golden scalp as
she handed the glasses back to Big Red.  Smiling, she returned to Joanne's
side.  "Everything is set, sweetheart." She gave the redhead a loving kiss.
"Remember, organic beings will suffer disorientation from transport.  It
will clear up in less than an hour, with no adverse after-effects.  It's no
worse than how you organics feel after consuming too much flavored
ethanol." She kissed the redhead again.  "I'll stop in and visit once you
get settled in your new life."



   "Wait, I'm not ready!" Joanne cried as the golden woman backed away. 
There was a flash of light, followed by darkness.  Joanne swayed as she was
hit with a mild but noticeable increase in weight.  "I'm dizzy!" she
whimpered, as she staggered over the smooth road surface.  The chill
evening air felt nice against her skin, and her nipples crinkled and
engorged as the breeze caressed her.  "Where am I?"



   Continuing on her way, she saw bright lights approaching.  "Oh,
someone's come to help me!" she said with a giggle as a car stopped.  "Hey,
that, that almost looks like mine!"



   Joanne tried to run to the car, but only managed a sort of stagger.  She
yanked open the door and climbed in.  "Um, I, I remember.  Gotta do
somethin'!  I, I know!  Drive me to Cake Is a Lie!  I have to stop him
before it's too late!" she ordered while slamming the door shut.  "I gotta
make things not happen!" She turned to face the driver, and shook her head
again.  Something was wrong, and she couldn't figure out what.  "Do, do I
know you?"



   The redheaded man looked at her with hungry eyes.  "No, but you will
now." He said in a deep voice.



   Joanne looked at him long and hard.  Her muddled brain seemed so
sluggish!  The light slowly dawned, and she felt fear!  She knew that face!
She used to see it every morning in the mirror while shaving!  "Oh God,
this is wrong!  How could I have forgotten!  Shit, I gotta get out of
here!" She fumbled at the door, but he raced the engine and started to
drive before she could get out and run for safety!



   As he drove, his eyes kept darting to her lower body.  Joanne pressed
her thighs together, face growing warm as her old self practically drooled
on her naked legs.  "What's the rush?" he asked with a leering grin.  "Cake
is closed right now.  Only automated equipment runs at night."



   Joanne desperately tried to cover her nakedness with only her arms and
hands.  "Drop me off anywhere!" she cried with a hand shoved between her
legs to hide her bush from his lust filled gaze.  The other arm she hugged
tightly across her breasts, trying to cover them as best as she could. 
"Please, drop me anywhere I can be safe from those dick-girl freaks!"



   He wouldn't stop staring!  He grinned at her as his eyes devoured her
body while only lit by the dim dashboard light.  "You're scared of the
futanari?  I thought all women wanted to impale themselves on those
malformed freaks!"



   Joanne shuddered.  "I don't!" she whimpered, feeling hot under his gaze,
despite the coolness of the evening.  "You should know that, um, I mean,
you should know that not all women feel that way!  I will not let my soul
be taken away by some pheromone induced lust!"



   Her heart was in her throat as she watched him adjust the obvious boner
in his pants to a more comfortable angle.  Oh God, was she really that
crude and disgusting?  Oh damn!  He was leering at her even more!  He
actually licked his lips!  When his hand roughly squeezed her thigh, she
damn near jumped out the car's window!



   "Calm down honey." He said with a laugh.  "I'm no futanari monster. 
I'll show you that a real man can still satisfy a woman!" Joanne felt her
whole body tremble as he slid his hand higher, and, and, Oh God, her own
masculine hand was touching her brand new pussy!  He was playfully
wriggling his pinky against her!  "You're wet already!" he said in a low
voice.  "Let's go somewhere quiet."



   "Oh no, no, no!" she stammered in complete panic as she slapped at him
with shaking hands.  "I remember!  I remember everything!" Dear God, she
had to alter the sequence of events!  She had to stop her past self from
violating her new self!  "Let me out of this damn car right this instant,
and then don't do anything next week!  It's important!  Don't do anything
stupid next week!  Now let me out of this car!"



   He only looked at her like she was some crazy drunk.  "What are you
babbling about?" He pulled the car into the lot of a twenty-four hour
market.  Joanne grabbed at the door release, but before she could get out
of the car, something terrible happened!  A very tall woman with huge
breasts exited the store.  Even from across the lot, the frightened redhead
could see the tent in her skirt!  It was a futanari!



   Her former self grinned wickedly.  "Okay, get out.  I won't stop you."
He blew the car horn and the futanari looked their way.  "Go on, get the
fuck out!  She'll give you a ride!  Afterwards, she might even drive you
home if you're lucky!"



   She slapped her hands tightly over her face.  "Drive!" she gasped, hands
muffling her voice.  "Oh God, just drive, and don't open the damn windows
until we get away from here!" She pursed her lips tightly together under
her hand, and pinched her nose painfully tight.  Joanne held her breath as
if she were being exposed to a poison gas.



   Her old self only found it funny.  "I wonder how long you can hold your
breath." He said with a grin while playing with the power windows.  Joanne
nearly screamed when the glass slid down for a split second before closing
again.



   She fought not to breath, but it was too much on top of how her trip
through time had muddled her thinking.  Everything was starting to swim
before her eyes when he finally drove out of the lot.  He laughed out loud
when she finally uncovered her face and gasped mightily for air.  "Why
don't we go someplace quiet for a few hours?  In the morning, I'll take you
to Cake.  That is, if you make it worth my while."



   His right hand grabbed her left wrist.  Before she could stop him, he
had placed her hand on his crotch.  "You can't mean that!" she cried. 
Effie had been right!  He was such a pig!  Joanne couldn't stop herself
from grasping the hardness she felt beneath what used to be her favorite
jeans.  That was HER cock!  She had grabbed it millions of times, but never
while attached to a body other than her own!  "Oh damn!  Why am I such a
disgusting pervert?" she whimpered as she snatched her hand away from that
swollen organ.



   He leered at her.  She used to think it was a sexy knowing smile, but he
was just leering like some hungry beast that had just caught its dinner. 
"Sweetheart, your needs aren't disgusting!" He turned onto a residential
street and cut off the headlights.



   The streetlight was out at the corner, but dark or not, Joanne knew
where she was and her panic grew.  He parked in the driveway and shut off
the car.  "Just relax and go with it, babe." He whispered.  He paused only
long enough to fully recline the seat.  "Either that, or I'll drop you
somewhere a dick-girl freak will find you!"



   She was still quite groggy and couldn't think straight.  How much time
did she have?  She had to make things come out different here!  If she
could change events just a tiny bit, she should be able to convince her
former self not to go into stasis!  "Oh shit, oh God Damn it to hell!" She
whispered as she made a decision.  "I'm not giving me much of a choice!"
she took a deep breath to try to steady her racing heart.  "I, uh, I can do
a, a hand job, okay?" she asked, feeling her face grow warm with
embarrassment.  "I'm a virgin now, and don't dare do anything to disrupt
that!"



   As he slowly unbuckled his belt, she watched with the fascination a
trapped mouse would show as a snake slowly closed in.  "That's a good
start." He whispered with eager approval as he shimmied in his seat and
pulled down the jeans and his underwear.  "Damn it girl, look how hard you
made me!"



   Joanne whimpered.  She should be repulsed!  Why wasn't she?  "I know! 
I'm your type!" Slowly she reached for the staff she had jerked so many
thousands of times before.  Hesitantly, she wrapped her slender fingers
around it.  She had to keep her eye on the prize!  "I have to change
things! If next week is normal, everything will go back!"



   She started to move her hand, stroking his hardness.  It was so
familiar, yet so very different!  There was no tactile response from
stimulated nerves in the penis as she played with it!  She could feel the
penis, but couldn't feel the gentle touch of her hand gliding softly over
it.  It wasn't hers any more.  She was pleasuring someone else.  "If I do
this for you, you'll promise not to do anything unusual next week, right?"



   He only looked at her like she was crazy.  "We'll see." He let out a
contented sigh as she slowly found the old familiar rhythm.  "Oh yeah
honey, it's been too long!"



   "I know," Shit, she couldn't let him know who she really was!  The
universe might explode or some sci-fi shit like that, or more personally,
he might beat her up or something!  "Um, I mean for me too.  It's been a
long time, um, but I'm a virgin now, so I never did it yet!"



   Dammit, he turned on the inside lights!  He made them that much more
noticeable!  She mentally cursed herself for always wanting to watch as
some girl slobbered on her cock, uh, his cock, whatever!  "Honey, if you
want me to change my plans for next week for you, you'll have to do a hell
of a lot more then a quickie tug-off."



   She should slap him!  She should get out of the car and run!  She'd have
a whole week to think of a way to change events.  Hell, maybe that would be
enough to keep him from deciding to try and save men.  She took a deep
breath, while staring at the cock in her hand.  "Oh God, just promise me
you'll go to work all next week, like nothing ever happened!" she finally
whispered as she slid out of her seat and squatted on the dirty car mat
like so many hookers had done before her.  "Promise me you'll be at work on
next Friday, and I, I'll blow you, okay?  That will be alright.  If I never
say anything to anyone, nobody will ever know how I debased myself!"



   He laughed at her!  "I'll know.  You forgot about that!"



   "No, I didn't!" she whispered.  This wasn't so wrong, was it?  It was
her cock.  Was it so wrong to be just a tiny bit curious?  Joanne slowly
moved closer.  Heart pounding beneath her breasts, she stuck out her tongue
and swiped it over the swollen head of her former cock!



   He groaned at the soft touch.  "Oh God, yeah, I've missed this!  I used
to have a willing girl every night, before the freaks popped their cocks!"



   "Willing?  Don't exaggerate!" Joanne was suddenly ashamed over all the
girls she had slipped a little something in their drinks to loosen them up.
Whenever he couldn't score a drunk at a club, he had paid money to hundreds
of hookers over the years just to get laid every damn night!



   "Shut up and suck!" he snapped, sounding pissed.



   This had to work!  "Things can change!" Joanne said between licks on the
warm hard flesh.  "Time can be rewritten!"



   "Damn girl, you're even a Doctor Who fan?  Hell, you even look like Amy
Pond.  Your hair is perfect for you to cosplay that time traveling whore."



   Oh shit, if only he knew how close he was to the truth!  She looked back
at the passenger side window and shuddered.  "Time, I have to speed this
up, before it's too late!" gathering her nerve, Joanne opened her mouth
wide and let the head of the cock pass between her lips!



   He moaned.  "Oh yeah, suck it, baby!  Suck it, and I'll give you a yummy
surprise!"



   Joanne tried to do everything she had always enjoyed in a blow-job. 
Effie had gotten her over the initial shock when she had claimed her oral
virginity, so Joanne could now concentrate now on working up a good
technique.



   She started making all those slobbering nasty sounds that she used to
love in all the porno videos.  She ignored the saliva running down her chin
as she began to seriously bob her head.



   In her eagerness to speed things up to get him to cum sooner, Joanne
made a slight mistake.  She had gasped and gurgled a bit each time she
accidentally let the head of his cock jab at the back of her throat.  She
realized when his hands went to the back of her head that this had been an
error!  She tried to cry out around the shaft as those hands roughly forced
her down.  The head shoved into her throat before she could stop it!



   Joanne was surprised that she didn't immediately start gagging and
retching.  Effie did say she was a completely Dryden adapted woman now. 
She shuddered, realizing that her throat was now literally fuckable!  She
resumed gobbling his cock, now letting him set the pace with the hands
firmly holding her head.  Part of her was actually upset that his damn cock
was too short to actually do more than just enter her throat!



   "Yeah bitch, throat me!  Just be glad I'm not some oversized freak to
stretch out your gullet!"



   That actually stopped her for a second.  Was her ego always that
massive? Did that asshole just try and make it sound like having a dinky
little six inches was better than having something really massive?  Wait,
what the hell was she thinking?  Joanne resumed her work, trying to ignore
one simple blazing fact.  Even from the other end, she still liked
blow-jobs!



   She listened to his breathing grow steadily heavier as she moved her
tongue and allowed him to keep making her take the head in her throat. 
"Yeah, keep it going, cunt!  I'm gonna give you your prize real soon!" he
groaned deep in his throat.



   Despite the dampness she felt between her legs, she was getting nervous.
She had already swallowed one of her own loads.  She wasn't sure if she
could do that again!  She decided to just jerk him off.  There were old
fast food napkins and wrappers all over the floor.  She'd safely catch his
load in paper, rather than her mouth!



   She tried to pull back, but he pulled her hair hard while forcing her
head back down on him!  "None of that bitch!  You want my help; you keep
your mouth busy!"



   He was now using her like a damn Fleshlight!  He was bouncing her face
against him, making her nose ram into his pubic hair.  Joanne moaned,
smelling his musky sweat as the cock in her mouth started to jerk.  He held
her tightly against his lap, as his cock spat its load directly down her
throat and into her stomach!  She couldn't help herself and swallowed
around him as it throbbed and pulsed!



   "Damn baby, that was so good!" he finally sighed when he released his
tight grip in her hair.



   Joanne choked and gasped.  Part of that massive load had ended up in her
nasal passages somehow.  She pulled back and wiped her runny nose.  Oh God,
he had raped her mouth!  It didn't matter that part of her had thoroughly
enjoyed the pure animal act; she didn't have any choice in the matter. 
Effie was right.  She wasn't a very nice person!  "I'm such a fucking pig!"
she whimpered.  "How could I submit someone to something like that?"



   He laughed "Don't sell yourself short, babe.  That was one of the best
blowjobs I ever had!"



   Joanne struggled to get back in her seat, feeling his eyes wander all
over her flushed body.  "I'm all ready for round two!" he announced with a
grinning leer.



   "What?  No, wait!  Drive somewhere else first!" Things were still
happening exactly how her fuzzy memory had said they occurred!  Nothing was
changing, and time was running out!  She looked fearfully at the passenger
side door.  "We don't have time!  Get us the fuck away from here!"



   He climbed over her as she struggled to get her hand on the door
release. Her only hope now was to get out and run!  "Quiet!" he snapped. 
He grabbed his spit slimed cock and waggled at her.  "Are you trying to
wake the whole neighborhood?" His voice dropped to a rough whisper.  "You
have to be quiet or the party will end!"



   Joanne started to panic.  She had let things get too out of control! 
How could she get out of the car now with him on top of her?  She had to
protect her virginity!  How could she let her past self steal it away? 
That was worse than incest.  What the hell was it even called if you were
about to fuck yourself as a woman, selfcest?  She forgot the door release
and slapped at his hands.  Trying to cover her aroused and wet vagina, she
squealed.  "No, I can't do this!  I have to stay a virgin!  I have to stop
myself!"



   "Why fight it, babe?  If you want it so bad, let me pop that cherry for
you!" Joanne whimpered as her seat started to recline.  She was prone under
herself, and totally naked before his exposed cock!  Her whole body was
trembling as she somehow didn't fight hard enough as he grabbed at her
wrists and moved her hands.  "Oh hell yeah!" Joe said triumphantly as he
placed the swollen head at her opening.  "I never popped a virgin before!"



   Joanne wriggled wildly, trying to somehow get out from under him as her
whole body grew warmer.  "I, you, we have just one chance!  Get us out of
here before it's too late!  I'll do anything you want, if we just go now!
Please no!  You'll regret it in the future!  You don't have any idea what
you're about to do!"



   "Like hell I don't!" Joanne squealed again as he just rammed into her.
Her hymen was only hours old, and she had already gone and let someone tear
it!  "Damn, you really were a virgin!  This is fantastic!" he said while
grinning right into her panting face.



   "Get it out!  Please, get it out of me!" she cried.  Oh no!  Everything
was happening just like before!  She had let her former self steal her
virginity!  Time was running out, and she had put everything into jeopardy
by letting the jerk take such total control!  "Why did I do this?  Why did
I force myself on a total stranger like some animal?"



   "Trust me, babe, guys love when a chick obviously wants to get fucked!"
She moaned when he pulled out, only to slide his cock right back into her!
"Damn, you're so tight!"



   She still squirmed, but Joanne was shocked to find that the strange
feeling of something going so deep inside of her was exciting!  "Why did I
do this?" she whimpered, making only a token effort to push him away.  "Why
did I let my lust take over so completely that I would make someone have
sex with me?"



   "You worry too much, you little freak!" He started thrusting madly, and
Joanne couldn't help how her efforts to fight him off had turned into a
rhythmic rolling of her hips as she tried to urge him on!



   This was humiliating!  She was being taken by her own damn cock!  A
stray thought entered her mind.  At least she was still getting some
enjoyment out of it.  She could feel it happening within her.  It was
something like when Effie had made her orgasm before she had fully become a
girl.  She felt like it was going to be so much better!



   "Oh damn!  I'm getting close!  I, I'm gonna knock you up!" he said as he
slammed into her.



   "I, I think I'm getting close too!  It, it's so different!  Hurry! 
Hurry and finish!" She threw her arms around him and pulled him tighter to
her.  She had to hurry him up!  Even if she didn't manage it now, she would
let him try again once they got away from this house!  Thank goodness she
knew her own secret!  She didn't have to worry about him not using a
condom! "Thank God you're only shooting blanks!"



   "Huh, how the fuck did you know that?" He grunted, just as the passenger
side door flew open!



   "Joseph, what the hell is going on?"



   "Fuck!" He scrambled off of the panting Joanne with amazing speed.



   "No, don't stop!" she cried, feeling as if she had just missed out on
reaching heaven.  "I wasn't there yet!"



   "Shut up!" he shouted in anger and frustration.  "Mother, what the hell
are you doing up?"



   Joanne looked out the opened door and squealed in terror.  It was mom!
She could see that under the robe, the lovely blonde was fully erect!  As
she watched, the massive eighteen inch cock slipped from between the
terrycloth folds.  She had come full circle.  Events had played out just as
they had before.  "Oh dear God, no; It took too long!  I ruined my only
chance!" Clapping her hands tightly over her face, Joanne held her breath
and prayed that she hadn't already inhaled any pheromones.



   "Oh, how pretty you are!" Mary Anderson said softly as she stared down
at Joanne's trembling body.  The redhead stared back wide eyes as the
blonde stroked that giant cock, and moistened a fingertip with the clear
shimmering fluid leaking from the head.



   "Oh shit!  Mother, not again!  Don't you dare!" Joe furiously shouted.
"She's my pickup, whatever the hell her damn name is!  I found her
wandering around naked, and gave her a lift!  Gas or ass, nobody ride free!
She was repaying the favor on her back!  Now get back in the damn house and
jerk off your fucking horse cock!"



   "Joseph, mind your tongue!" Joanne tried to fight it, but she just
couldn't stop her mother from pulling the hands from her face.  "Oh how
cute, she's actually holding her breath!"



   Joanne felt warmth on her lips as the blonde that had given birth to her
rubbed a slimy finger over them.  Se tried not to let it happen, but the
finger forced its way between those lips to anoint her gums!  She gasped
out her held breath and sobbed.  "Mother, how, um, I mean, you
motherfucker! How could you do this to me?" Joanne felt a pleasant tingling
racing through her body as chemicals in the futanari's fluid were absorbed
into her bloodstream.



   "Come on honey.  Let's go inside and talk about it." The futanari said
with a bright smile as she held out a helpful hand.



   Joanne whimpered.  Her body was already aroused from the maddening
coitus interruptus her worthless male self had subjected her to.  Now it
felt like she was on fire!  "I, I can't!" she whispered while meekly taking
her mother's offered hand.  The blonde steadied her as she slowly climbed
out of the car.  "Please, don't make me!"



   "I'm not making you do a thing, dear." Joanne felt like she was a child
again, as her mother slowly led her to the door.



   Joe finally found his voice.  "Mom, you bitch!" he shouted.  "You god
damned dick-girl monster!  I'm sick of this!  Right at my own house, you
have to go and steal my woman!"



   Mary turned and glared at her son.  "Did I hear you say YOUR house?" She
laughed without humor.  "Son, I love you, but you're thirty-three!  It's
about time you moved out of mommy's basement!  I know you make good money,
but you still expect me to pay all the utilities!  Don't think for a minute
that I don't know how much you spend on hookers!"



   "Mother, I haven't done anything like that for over a year!" he shouted,
his exposed erect cock pointing at the retreating couple.  "You monsters
put all the call girls out of business!"



   "That's beside the point!  You eat the food I buy and cook for you!  The
few times you bring in some groceries, you write your name all the packages
as if afraid I'll steal it!  Last week you signed up for Netflix, and
billed it to me!  I'm even still cleaning your clothes for you!  Do you
even know how to work the washer and dryer?  Enough is enough, son!  Just
because your father, rest his soul, left me financially secure, it doesn't
mean you can mooch off of me for the rest of your life!"



   She sighed "I knew I should have done this when you were eighteen, but I
honestly thought once you graduated college, you would want to make your
own way in the world!  Aren't you embarrassed that mommy is still paying
your way through life?  You have a good job now.  There's no reason you
can't have your own place!  I'm cutting the apron strings right this
minute! Stay in a motel until you find an apartment!  Come back when you're
settled, and get your junk out of MY basement!"



   Joanne trembled as she leaned up against the woman that thought she was
a total stranger.  Maybe if mom loosened up and cut her former self some
slack, it would help keep him from going into stasis!  "Don't throw me
out!" she whimpered softly.  "Please, that may still be enough to change
things!  Just don't throw me out!  You throwing me out would be the last
straw!"



   The statuesque blonde leaned down and kissed her forehead.  "Honey, you
can stay with me just as long as you like!  I'm just not in a mood to put
up with my son's failure to launch attitude right now!" Mary turned to her
son.  "I mean it Joseph!  I love you, but it's time you grew the hell up!"



   Joanne had one last look at her former self.  He was standing there just
looking stupid with his dick glistening with her wetness in the moonlight.
She shivered, knowing deep down that she had probably just seen the last of
herself as a man.  Mom slowly closed the door and locked it.  "I didn't
change a thing!" she whispered, as the futanari shrugged out of her robe
and just tossed it aside.  "I lost my only chance!  What's going to happen
to me?"



   "I'm going to love you, sweetheart.  That's what's going to happen."



   She had to get out of here!  She had already let herself fuck herself!
She couldn't turn right around and let mom have sloppy seconds, not that he
had managed to shoot off anything inside her!  Maybe she could figure
something out.  If she could borrow something to wear, she could call a cab
and go stay at a motel.  Joanne set her mind to fight the chemicals
coursing through her bloodstream.  Effie was wrong!  She had willpower to
spare!  She was still a man, after all!  No futanari would bend her will!
She would make her way to Cake, and get herself fired before that asshole
could ruin their life by going into stasis!



   Feeling a bit more confidant, Joanne decided to tell mom off!  She
stared at the cock that so obviously wanted to impale her, and her heart
thumped so loud she was sure her mother would hear.  This was where she
would make her stand!  She was not a slave to her new body's biochemistry!
She would get out of here and put things to right!  Not realizing the
fundamental mistake she was making, Joanne took a deep breath to steady her
nerves.



   Mom just watched with obvious interest as her breasts rose and fell with
that massive breath.  Suddenly, the room felt so warm!  She looked up at
her mother and knew what was happening!  The air was heavy with futanari
pheromones!  On top of that unwanted taste of her mother's essence, she had
just inhaled enough of that potent natural aphrodisiac to make every
cheerleader in the NFL drop their panties and spread their legs!  "Oh no!"
she whispered as her body began to tremble.  Joanne tried to back away, but
it was as if that beautiful, NO!  That terrible cock was beckoning to her!
"I can't!" she whispered, as she timidly reached out and gingerly traced a
shaking finger along the massive shaft.



   "Are you sure you can't, sweetheart?" Mary asked with a smile.  In the
year since she had become what she thought of as her true self, no mono-sex
girl had ever turned her down!  "Are you sure I can't love you?"



   Joanne forced herself to snatch her hand away.  She stood at almost
military attention, with hands clenched into tight fists.  "I can't!" she
whimpered.  "I had a, um, your son had a vasectomy, so I'm still safe now!"
she closed her eyes tight, desperately trying to banish the image of her
mother's beauty from her mind!  Mom was like a Goddess, and she felt drawn
to her dual nature like a moth to a flame!  She had no doubt that what
Effie had told her was true.  "I, I'm ovulating today!" she cried. 
"Please, don't make me pregnant!"



   Mary smiled kindly.  "Sweetheart, don't worry about that!  I'm no
reckless teenage futanari, knocking up anything in a skirt.  I always use
condoms.  I haven't left any of my girlfriends with a big belly yet!"



   Joanne didn't know if that was good or bad news!  She couldn't let her
own mother fuck her now female body, but if they used one of the condoms
specially designed for futanari, she would be safe!  The Winger Corporation
had introduced a new material that didn't break even under the fantastic
yields produced by the massive changeling members!  It was supposed to be
some breakthrough in single strand molecular engineering, but since her
former self was shooing blanks, and the Dryden Sniffles had wiped out all
STDs, she hadn't really paid any attention.  "You'll use a condom?" she
finally asked timidly, while opening one eye to peep at the titanic cock.



   "Of course I will, sweetheart!" Mary took the quivering girl's hand, and
led her up the stairs.  "I wouldn't want to cause you any problems just for
a night of fun!"



   Joanne found herself entering her mother's bedroom.  She stared at the
huge antique four poster bed the woman had shared with her husband.  Since
her change, it had humiliated Joe to hear his mother refer to it as her
workbench.  Joanne only felt a strange fluttering deep within her chest as
she thought about how many women and young girls had been here before her!



   "Sweetheart, you're so lovely!" Mary sighed as she gently urged her new
friend to sit on the side of the bed.  "You're about the most beautiful
girl I have ever seen."



   Joanne whimpered as her mother sat next to her.  "I'm handsome!" she
couldn't help protesting as a strong hand gently caressed her bare back. 
"I, I mean, your son is handsome!"



   "Joseph is that." Mary said with a smile.  "He looks so much like his
late father.  I can't stay mad at him.  If he doesn't find a place in a
week, I supposed I'll end up letting him stay with me."



   "Tell him!  Tell him right now!" Joanne stammered.  Maybe there was
still a chance if mom didn't throw her, uh, him out!  Things would surely
return to normal if her former self never entered stasis!  Would she just
cease to exist?  What did it matter if she woke up as a man with no memory
of this living nightmare?  "Call him up and forgive him!"



   "No honey.  I know my son." Mary sighed.  "He takes after me with his
temperament.  I'll let him simmer down for a week or so, and then we'll
talk." She leaned in close and kissed the darling redhead.



   Whimpering, Joanne couldn't resist, and let her mother take the lead. 
This was no mom son kiss!  She couldn't help a little sigh when the
gorgeous blonde's tongue entered her mouth.  Her insides seemed to melt. 
No woman had ever kissed her like this!  Mom was even giving Effie's
robotic perfection a run for the money as their tongues danced against each
other.



   When their lips parted, Joanne found herself panting as her heart
pounded in her chest.  "Mom, uh, Mary, g-get the condoms!" she whimpered,
as unfamiliar needs burned deep in her soul.  "Please get the condoms right
now!"



   Mary giggled as the darling little drunk called her mom.  "Honey, just
relax.  I know a girl's first time with a futanari can be overpowering. 
Just remember that we have all the time in the world.  There's no need to
rush and make this just some futanari quickie in an alley.  You're my
guest, and can stay with me just as long as you like." She gently ran her
hands over the girl's quivering breasts.  "What's your name, honey?"



   "Jo-Joanne.  Mary, I need it now!" She stared at the massive cock.  Part
of her felt like screaming.  How could she be contemplating letting that
monster split her newly formed female body in half?  "Hurry Mary!" she
whimpered.  "I think I'm gonna burn up!"



   "Just wait one second, sweetheart." Mary rose and went to her dresser.
Opening a drawer she rummaged under her panties and pulled out a box.  She
opened it and looked inside.  "Oh shit!" She tossed the empty carton aside.
With a little more urgency, she started searching the other drawers. 
"Dammit!" she hissed as she violently shoved the last drawer shut. 
Snatching the box up off of the floor, she tore it apart in a vain hope of
finding at least just one last condom somehow hidden within.



   "Oh no, you're just playing, right?" Joanne gasped, as the full meaning
of what she had witnessed filled her with dread.  "Please say you're just
joking, and have some condoms!"



   "Just relax, Joanne." Mary said through gritted teeth as she went to the
closet and pulled out a pair of jeans.  "I'll run out to Smarty-Mart and
get another box.  She eyed the denim with critical eyes, wondering if she
could manage to stuff her rigidly erect self into it.  She sighed and hung
the pants back up in the closet.

   Joanne's heart skipped a beat as Mary closed the closet door.  "W-What
about going to the store?" she asked timidly as the statuesque blonde
slowly approached the bed.  "Please!  I know I'm fertile!  We need, I need
protection!"



   "Sweetheart, I've been complete now for over a year." Mary smiled as she
climbed onto the bed.  "In all that time I never felt what it's like to go
bareback.  I think it may be fate that led my son to bring you to me the
one time I don't have any condoms in the house."



   "Oh no, Mary, what are you doing?" The redhead asked as gentle fingers
glided over her body.  Those fingers seemed to ignite a fire deep in her
soul!  "Please, we need condoms!" Joanne whimpered as she couldn't stop
herself from spreading her legs wide.  "I'll get pregnant!"



   Mary straddled the lovely girl, and on hands and knees looked down into
beautiful emerald eyes so much like those of her son.  The child was
panting as she stared hungrily at the head of her cock.  They both shivered
when a shimmering strand of clear fluid slowly oozed out to drip onto the
redhead's smooth flawless skin.  "Okay honey." Mary said with a crooked
smile.  "If you say so, I'll go get some condoms."



   Joanne moaned.  How long would mom be gone if she left to go to the
store right now?  She was going crazy!  She knew it was wrong, but if she
didn't get what she so deeply craved right now, she might just die!  She
had already fucked herself.  What harm would there be, as long as mom
didn't actually shoot off inside her?  Even when she managed to get
everything changed back, she didn't want to risk having any memory of sperm
being introduced into her female form.  Joanne didn't want to ever even
think she might have been knocked up in the week she would now have to
spend before making sure her stupid blank firing male self did not go into
stasis!  She grabbed her mother's wrist.  "Please pull out in time!" she
cried.  "I'll get pregnant if you cum inside me!"



   "Honey, I'll pull out." She thought a moment.  The futanari knew that no
mono-sex woman would ever want to stop once a changeling had actually
entered her body with an unsheathed penis.  Even if the sexy little redhead
was wearing one of the pheromone filtering respirator masks that women now
commonly wore in public, having a futanari's fluids absorbing directly into
the delicate tissues of her vaginal tunnel would make the girl need
fulfillment far too strongly.  Mary nodded solemnly.  "I swear to you, I'll
pull out just exactly when YOU tell me to!"



   "Oh, thank you!" Joanne whispered.  She knew how honest her mother was.
If mom promised something, there was no way she would ever break her word!
"I, I just want to know what it's like!" she said as she reached up to once
again touch that frightening presence.  "Just put it in a little, and, and
then, and then I want to see what it's like for you to be in my throat!"



   Moving lower on the bed to accommodate the massive length of her cock,
Mary sighed as trembling fingers gently placed the swollen head right where
it so desired to go.  "Are you ready, sweetheart?" she asked softly as the
girl quivered below her.



   Joanne knew she was in serious danger, but surely nothing would happen
if that beautiful member just slipped inside for just a moment!  "Yes!" she
answered in a timid little squeak.



   Mary pushed her cock into the lovely girl.  She thought about what she
was committing to, and heavenly warmth enveloping her naked penis drove all
uncertainty away.  Why shouldn't she sire a child?  Joseph was such a
lovely baby.  Despite what she had said in her argument earlier, she hadn't
been troubled by his choosing to stay living with her.  It was only after
the Dryden Sniffles that their loving relationship had faltered.  It was
just pure bad luck that she had become what he so obviously feared and
hated!  Yes, she would enjoy having a new baby in her life!



   Joanne couldn't help a fearful whimper as the massive shaft invaded her
so completely.  Her own paltry seven inches had hardly prepared her for
this!  Mom was filling her body!  She felt the huge cock as it went deeper
and deeper.  "You're so far in me!" she cooed, as the massive head reached
a seemingly final resistance.



   "I have more for you, sweetheart!" Mary said in a husky whisper. 
"Joseph just warmed you up for me.  I'm going to take your inside virginity
now!"



   Feeling the cervix almost kissing the head of her cock, Mary shuddered.
She never did this without the added lubricant of a Winger condom before.
Biting her lower lip, the blonde gave a mighty thrust of her hips.



   Joanne squealed as deep inside, she felt herself spreading and
stretching.  "What's happening?" she cried as she looked down the twin
valleys between their breasts.  "Oh my God, it's too big!" she wailed, as
she saw her stomach distending to receive her mother's massive gift. 
"You're in the womb!  You're inside my womb!"



   "You're not hurt, honey." Mary said as she lowered herself completely
onto the beautiful redhead.  "Just relax.  I know you're not hurt.  Dr. 
Dryden saw to that."



   Mom was right.  It didn't hurt, and that was the problem!  Joanne tried
to cry out for the massive organ to be withdrawn, but all that came out was
a gurgling whimper.  She felt so warm and alive!  Mom was filling her whole
insides, but somehow it felt right!  Joanne trembled in fear over the
thought of even just a single sperm entering her womb as it tightly encased
the penis like a living condom, but she just couldn't make herself say the
words.  "It doesn't hurt." she finally gasped.  "Oh God, it feels so good!"



   "Good girl!" Mary cried as she began giving short but powerful strokes.
Bareback womb fucking was so much better than any writer had ever managed
to put into words!  The warmth was exquisite!  Without a condom, she could
feel the suction more intensely as she thrust in and out of that glorious
nurturing space.  It felt like the lovely girl's uterus was giving her a
blowjob as she fucked it.



   Joanne writhed under her mother, mind in turmoil as her body felt bliss.
This was wrong.  Sperm could be leaking into her right now.  She didn't
realize that the burning need filling her body was from the syrupy fluids
being absorbed directly through the tissues of her womb, and right into her
bloodstream.  Intellectually, she knew she had to scream for mom to pull
out before it was too late, bur she couldn't even think of how empty she
would feel without this invading presence within her.



   Mary could see the fear and uncertainty making those gorgeous green eyes
flash emerald fire.  Not wanting to, but actually sticking to her promise,
she managed to force herself to stop moving.  "Do, do you want me to pull
it out now?" she asked huskily, as they panted at each other.



   Joanne's whole body was shaking!  She was getting closer!  She felt that
same frustrating need as when her stupid male self had pulled out too soon,
and left her teetering unfulfilled at the very brink of something
wonderful! She couldn't let this continue, but she also never wanted it to
end.  "More!" she whimpered, knowing the risks but ignoring them.  "Please,
just a little bit more!"



   Smiling, the flushed blonde moved once more.  This was more than just
some quickie one night stand.  She felt like she was really connecting with
the lovely redhead as she impaled her exquisite tightness.  Somehow, she
felt like she knew her for years.  They had only just met, but Mary loved
the girl as much as she loved her wayward son.  Looking into beautiful eyes
that almost frighteningly duplicated Joseph's, she felt she could lose
herself in those brilliant emerald depths.  "I'll go for as long as you
want me to, sweetheart!" she gasped as she thrust powerfully into her womb.



   Whimpering, Joanne couldn't keep the thought of wriggling wiggling sperm
out of her mind.  This was insane!  The risk was far too great!  She had no
doubt Effie had told the truth, and she was fertile right this very second!
Eyes wide, she tried to warn the blonde to pull out, but things were too
mixed up in her feverishly aroused mind!  "Fuck me!" she cried, wrapping
her legs around her mother.  "I, I wanna cum!  Don't stop until I cum!"



   "I won't stop, honey!' Mary whispered throatily.  "I'll make you cum!"



   No!  Was the penis actually getting bigger within her?  Mom was getting
ready to cum!  Joanne felt as if powerful waves were gathering deep within
her.  "Don't squirt!" she squealed, as the massive piston pumped in and out
of her very core.  "Don't stop, but don't squirt!  Pull out before you
squirt!"



   It was unlike anything she had ever known before.  The all too brief
almost painful ecstasy of male ejaculation she had known in no way prepared
Joanne for this feeling now.  Her body shuddered as she found her release!
The whole world shrunk down to just the pleasure her mother was giving her.
Arching her back against the bed, she jabbed her hips repeatedly up at her
mother, ramming the swollen cock even deeper into her straining body.  She
was dying!  She could never withstand this onrush or raw power!  The
redhead started screaming as her body shook.  Arms and legs holding tight,
she did her best to ride out the storm!



   Mary felt her lover's body clasp at her.  It was as if Joanne's womb was
trying to draw her even deeper!  Her entire eighteen inches was within the
girl, and it was glorious!  "Can't pull out." She managed to gasp, while
not really trying to withdraw.  The redhead was holding on as if her life
depended on them remaining coupled.  "I'm cumming!" she grunted, as her
body went rigid.



   Powerless to stop, some part of Joanne's mind wailed in fear as the
massive organ within her began to pulse and jerk.  No, she couldn't let it
happen!  Sperm was about to enter her body!  Whimpering and wailing, she
shuddered as thick ribbons of futanari seed blasted directly inside of her
womb!  She buried her face between her mother's breasts, muffling the cries
of pure joy that betrayed her dismay at the copious amount of seminal fluid
filling her!



   The lovers writhed in each others arms as they each gave the other joy.
Mary's cock kept right on throbbing for nearly forty seconds as she gave
Joanne a truly massive load.  Joanne became somewhat insensible as she was
forced from one orgasm to the next, her experiences as a male never
readying her for the soul satisfying release of multiple orgasms.



   Minutes or hours later, Mary slowly rolled off of the flushed and
panting redhead.  Her still firm cock slipped out of Joanne's tight body
with an audible plop, and pearly white fluid started to simply flow from
between pouty slippery lips.  "Oh damn, I should have put a liner on the
bed." She said with a sigh as the sheets slowly soaked up her expelled
semen.



   Joanne shook her head as if trying to clear her dazed mind.  Looking
down at herself she whimpered.  Her flat tummy now had a bit of a pot!  It
looked like a baby bump!  "Oh God, you filled me up with cum!' she cried.



   "Don't worry honey, it'll go down." Mary placed a hand tenderly on that
little bulge and applied gentle pressure.  The flow of semen between the
redhead's thighs increased noticeably.  "See, you'll be okay."



   "No I won't!" Joanne whimpered.  "I'm ovulating, and I know all about
how virile futanari sperm are!" She whimpered as the fluid just kept on
oozing out of her.  "You flooded me with sperm!  There's no way you didn't
just knock me up!  What am I going to do?"



   "Listen sweetheart, I'm not some teenage fuck `em and leave `em
futanari-cunt!" She smiled and patted the crying girl's shoulder.  "I want
to be in this baby's life!"



   "This baby?" Joanne sobbed louder.  "I shouldn't be having anyone's
baby, let alone my mom's baby!" Even if she managed to stop her asshole
male self from going into stasis, what if she still remembers this?  She
had just been knocked up like some stupid baby-momma whore!  How could she
live with that knowledge!  Jumping from the bed, she nearly fell as she
staggered away on wobbly legs.  "Leave me alone!" she cried as she ran for
the perceived safety of her converted basement apartment.



   "Honey, please calm down!" Mary called as she chased after the
distraught girl.  She followed Joanne down the stairs and through the
kitchen to the basement door.  "It's locked, sweetheart." She said softly
as Joanne reached for the small biometric pad Joseph had installed just
after she had retrieved his discarded Onahole from the trashcan.  "You
won't be able to open it."



   Tears running down her cheeks, Joanne thumbed the lock.  With a click,
the door opened.  Closing it behind her, she ran down the stairs and threw
herself onto her waterbed.  "I gotta stop me at all costs!" she wailed as
her body was wracked by sobs.  "I don't wanna remember mom cumming in my
womb!  Please let this me just cease to exist while my stupid male self
continues his normal life!" Crying uncontrollably, Joanne finally drifted
off into much needed sleep.



   Mary stared in disbelief.  "What the hell?  Joseph bragged to me about
how that was the model the CIA uses in their offices.  He said he swiped it
from work because it's nothing like the units available for private
citizens to purchase." The naked blonde scratched her head as she stared at
the small glass rectangle mounted on the wall.  "He swore that no other
thumbprint but his was capable of opening it." She pressed her thumb
against it.  It gave the now familiar buzz, and the word "Unauthorized"
appeared on the little LCD screen.  "What the hell is going on?  How did
Joanne's thumb trigger the lock?  She was Joseph's one night stand.  There
was no way he would have had her fingerprint stored in the lock's memory.
He didn't even know her name!"



   Mary tried the lock again.  The lock still refused to open.  A strange
feeling started to grow within her.  She was no genius when if came to
electronics like her son, but she knew he was right in his boasts about
thumb prints.  Growing more worried by the second, she tried the lock one
more time.  Nameless anxiety caused her massive cock to finally grow
flaccid.  "Joseph, Joanne?  She even said she couldn't have her mom's
baby!" She took a deep shuddering breath.  "She even called me mother!"
Feeling scared, she went upstairs and quietly dressed.



   When Joanne woke up the following morning, she stretched luxuriously on
the bed.  Sitting up, she sighed.  "I feel better now." A crooked smile
adorned her lips.  "I feel pretty good, in fact."



   Looking down at herself, she grimaced.  Her vagina and thighs were all
crusty and nasty with dried cum, and she had been lying in a cold puddle of
her mother's gooey issue.  "Oh, that's just nasty!" she exclaimed, trying
not to think about the millions of sperm happily swimming within her.  She
patted her once again flat stomach.  "At least I'm not all puffed up like a
balloon any more!"



   Getting off the bed, she padded into the bathroom.  She stared at the
open toilet for a moment, and then sighed and lowered the seat.  Sitting,
she attended to her urgent need.  After a pause, the hissing sound of
gently tinkling water filled the room.  "I guess it is convenient not to
have morning wood." She said with a giggle as she used some toilet paper to
pat herself dry.



   Getting into the shower, she let the hot water cascade over her body. 
Washing, she very gingerly reached between her legs.  "I thought I'd hurt
now, but its okay." Blushing, she snatched her hand away.  "Um, I guess
it's more than okay." she stammered as very pleasant feelings radiated all
though her at that simple touch.  "None of that now!  I gotta get to Cake
and get myself fired or something!"



   The redhead spent a frustrating hour trying to find clothing that would
fit.  She could wear her old body's shoes, but they felt wrong on her
reshaped feet.  Nothing else even came close to fitting.  She couldn't
button any of her jeans now, thanks to her wide hips and Kim Kardashian
butt!  There was no way she could close any of her button down sport shirts
over her stupid big breasts.  Rummaging through the closet, she came up a
pair of kaki cargo pants that had always been too baggy on his skinny male
body, and an old black sweatshirt.  The pants fit quite snug around the
waist and ass, but at least they had enough stretch to button and zip up.
Pulling on the sweatshirt, she heard a few stitches pop due to her abundant
chest, but at least she was covered.



   Joanne looked at herself in the mirror and saw her face grow flush under
her crown of vivid red hair.  "Fuck!  I look more like God damn Kim
Possible than Amy Pond now!" She pulled at the bottom of the shirt, but her
breasts took too much of the material, and it kept riding up to expose her
belly button to the world.  "Dammit all to hell!  If my stupid male self
sees me like this, he'll go all fan-boy and want fuck me again for sure!"



   Dragging a comb through her long hair, she contemplated hacking it off
short as pulling the knots caused by her vigorous towel drying made her
eyes water.  When she had it untangled and shimmering, she tried to put it
into a ponytail.  After three attempts, the stupid rubber band broke on
her. "That's good enough!" she shouted, as just left if framing her face
and hanging down her back, making her look even more like the teenage crime
stopper.  She nervously climbed the stairs leading to the kitchen.  "Damn,
I'm hungry.  I wonder if mom, oh, better watch that!  I wonder if Mary will
make me breakfast?  I gotta eat something before heading out and getting my
asshole self fired before he ruins us!"



   Opening the door, she saw her mother sitting at the kitchen table.  The
blonde looked at her with bloodshot eyes, and took a sip from a large
coffee cup.  Draining it, she placed it on the table next to the empty
coffee pot, a magnifying glass, index cards, ink pad, and manila envelope.
For some reason, Joanne started to feel nervous at the sight of this
paraphernalia.  "Hi Mary!" she said shyly.  "I'm sorry I acted like such a
baby last night." Her heart did a little frightened flip when she used the
"B" word, but she continued on.  "Um, what's for breakfast?  I'm starved!"



   Mary stared at the beautiful girl that for some reason decided to dress
as a cartoon character.  Always having a sneaking fondness for a certain
animated cheerleader, she tried to ignore the swelling and growing of her
cock.  "Honey, I've been thinking all night." She said softly.  "I think I
may be losing my mind!"



   Joanne looked puzzled.  "You're not making breakfast?" she asked
timidly, as her empty tummy demanded nourishment after her strenuous night.



   Mary sighed.  "Sure, I can make breakfast.  How would you like waffles?"




   "Sure!" Joanne said happily.  "I love waffles!"



   Getting up from the table, she pointedly turned to the refrigerator. 
Mary took a deep breath.  "Okay sweetheart.  I'll get the ingredients
together, and you get out the waffle iron."



   "Okay!" Joanne hurried across the room and grabbed a chair.  Dragging it
over to the oven she stood on it and opened the overhead cabinets that were
just too high for her to ever reach unaided.  She grabbed the waffle iron
and hopped down.  Pulling open the drawer by the sink, she retrieved the
cord and plugged it into the iron.  "I haven't had your special waffles in
ages!" She thought a moment.  "Oh shoot!  We're out of eggs, unless you got
some yesterday." Joanne stopped, ice forming in her heart as she realized
what she had just said.  She started to panic when she saw the strange look
on her mother's face.  "Mary, why are you staring at me like that?" she
asked fearfully.



   "How would you know I'm out of eggs?" The blonde said in a fearful
whisper.  "Joseph obviously didn't know you.  He even said he found you
wandering around and gave you a lift.  You've never been to this house
before, so how do you know where I keep things in my kitchen?"



   Oh shit!  Joanne carefully put the waffle iron on the counter top.  "I,
I'm just lucky like that." She said lamely.



   "You used your thumb print to open the basement door last night." She
stared intently at the redhead.  "That goes beyond any definition of luck."




   Looking at ink pad on the table, Joanne gulped.  "Um, would you look at
the time?  I, um, I think I better be going now!"



   Mary charged across the room, and grabbed the redhead's arm.  "Sit
down!" she ordered, as she pulled a pair of handcuffs out the pocket of her
jeans.



   "What the hell, Mary!" Joanne cried as she was thrust into the captain's
chair at the head of the table, and suddenly found her left wrist cuffed
securely to the sturdy arm rest.  "Wait, why do you even have handcuffs?"



   Mary blushed, fondly remembering her late husband's love of securing her
to the bed.  "Never mind that now!  Give me your right hand!" she snapped,
as she opened the ink pad.



   "Please Mary, don't do this!" Joanne cried as the stronger woman grabbed
her unbound wrist.  It was quite a struggle, but after nearly forty
uncomfortable minutes, the redhead had left five good prints on one index
card.  The rest of the pack was ink smeared and scattered all over the
floor.



   "This is the identification kit I set up for my son when he first
started kindergarten." Mary opened the file folder and removed a card with
young Joseph's photograph, a complete set of ten fingerprints, and a copy
of his footprints from when he was born.



   "Mary, please!" Joanne begged as the blonde picked up the magnifying
glass.  "You have to throw that away!  Please don't look at it!"



   Staring through the lens, Mary began to tremble as she switched from one
card, back to the other.  "Oh my God, what does this mean?" she cried.  The
lens slipped from her fingers, and cracked as it hit the floor.  "You, you
knew things about this house that no stranger would ever know." She took a
deep breath to try and steady her jangled nerves.  "Oh dear God, you even
have my son's fingerprints!"



   Joanne whimpered.  There was no way out now!  "Hi mom, I'm home!" she
finally managed to blurt out with a sickly grin on her quivering lips.



   Mary stared at the person before her.  She slowly reached out, and
brushed the lustrous red hair from the blushing woman's face, and stared.
"Oh Joseph!" she gasped.  "It really is you!  How, how did this happen?"



   "Mom, remember when I told you how stasis fields worked?"



   "You said they were indestructible, right?"



   "Mom!" she took a deep breath.  "I told you to read "World of Ptavvs"!
Larry Niven did such a good job explaining how stasis fields work!  He got
so many details right!"



   Mary laughed; there was a hint of hysteria in her merriment. 
"Sweetheart, it's in my Kindle, but I haven't got to it yet."



   "Entropy doesn't exist within a stasis field." Joanne sighed at her
mother's blank look.  "Okay, time stops in a stasis field.  I put myself,
um, am going to put myself into stasis.  I thought I would be found in a
hundred years or so, but, but ten thousand years went by.  An archeologist
found me in the year 12035!" She couldn't help a little sob.  There aren't
any men there, so they changed my DNA and turned me into a woman.  Then
they had the nerve to say I was a disruptive element, and sent me back home
that way."



   Mary's eyes opened wide.  "Oh my God!" she breathlessly exclaimed.



   "I know!  I can hardly believe it myself!"



   "Sweetheart, you, you fucked yourself!" the blonde shook her head in
disbelief.  "You actually had sex with yourself!  Does doing that even have
a name?" she couldn't help giggling.  "I bet technically, it only counts as
masturbating if you screw yourself like that."



   Joanne scrubbed her free hand over her face.  "Gee, thanks for reminding
me, mom!  I almost forgot there for a second that my stupid male self
wouldn't take no for an answer!"



   Ever practical, Mary patted her neo-daughter's arm.  "Joseph, we do reap
what we sow in this world.  Haven't I tried to get you to treat women
better?  Wait a minute!  I've watched Doctor Who!  In Mawdryn Undead, when
the two different versions of Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart touched, there
was a huge release of time energy!  You did more than touch!  You had your
own dick inside yourself!  Oh my God!  Is the universe about to implode?"



   "This is reality, mom!" The redhead looked surprised.  "Wait, you watch
classic Doctor Who?  Never mind!  Mom, this isn't the time to talk about
science fiction!" Joanne rattled her handcuff.  "You have to let me go! 
There's still time!  I have to get to work and get that asshole fired,
before he goes into stasis on Friday and totally ruins my life!"



   "You, uh, he does this on Friday?"



   "Yes mom!  You gotta help me!"



   Mary stared at the beautiful young woman chained to the chair.  She
thought long and hard.  "If you prevent him, uh, you from going into
stasis, everything will go back the way it was?"



   "Oh God, yes!  Thank goodness you understand!" she wiped the happy tears
from her eyes.  "Once we stop him, I'm fairly certain everything will just
sort of reset when he doesn't go into stasis.  I'm not really sure, but
with luck, neither of us will remember any of this even happened."



   "Okay, what are you going to do first, sweetheart?"



   "Mom, I know I said some rotten things to you last week, um, last night,
whatever, but could you please call me?" the redhead sighed.  "Call me, um,
him, and say I can keep living here.  That may be enough, but I'll go and
get that jerk fired, so he won't have access to the equipment needed to
build a portable stasis generator."



   Mary stood looking at her for a long time before slowly walking to the
wall phone.  Joanne watched the woman's back as she quickly snatched up the
receiver and punched in a number.  There was a pause.  "Honey, it's me,
mom." The blonde took a deep breath.  "I'm sorry about everything!" She
turned and faced her child, and gave a thumb's up.  "Yes sweetheart, of
course you're welcome to keep living with me!  Oh, the little redhead?  No,
I swear!  I didn't fuck her!  The little dear locked herself in the
bathroom, and cried about how she wanted the cute redheaded guy to come
back!"



   Joanne waved at her mother.  "Let me talk to him!" she hissed.



   "What, oh, okay.  Hold on." Mary placed the phone receiver on the
counter and returned to Joanne's side.  "He sounded eager to talk to you."
She whispered as she unlocked the cuff from the chair arm.  "I bet you can
convince him, um, you, whatever, to come home and not do any foolishness."



   "Thanks mom!" Running to the phone, the redhead snatched it up and
placed it to her ear.  For a moment, she heard only music playing.



   Joanne's heart sank when a voice came on the line.  "At Comcast, your
call is important to us.  Please wait for the next available service
representative.  Estimated hold time is forty two minutes."



   Before she could say anything, she was grabbed from behind.  The phone
went crashing against the wall as her mother pulled her arm down behind her
back.  "What are you doing?" she screamed as the empty end of the handcuff
snicked snugly around her wrist.  "This isn't funny mom!" she yelled, hands
secured behind her back.  Turning to face her mother, she glared at the
blushing nervous futanari.  "Let me go!  I have to stop myself!"



   "Honey, please don't hate me!" Mary said softly.  "Everything is going
to be just fine!"



   "It'll be just fine when I stop that dumb ass from ruining our life by
going into stasis!  Let me go right now!"



   "Honey please, you don't understand!" Mary placed a hand on her leg and
gave a little grimace.  "I'm seriously aroused now!"



   "I don't care about that!" Joanne shouted.  "Let me go this instant!"



   "Sweetheart, think!" The blonde rubbed the budge in her pant leg.  Down
past her knee, a wet spot was slowly forming.  "I'm aroused, how do you
feel about that?"



   Joanne did notice she felt a little turned on.  She had been ignoring
it, chalking it up to being handcuffed after her hours of watching Japanese
bondage videos.  She stared at the massive sausage trapped in her mother's
pant leg and shuddered.  It had been nearly twelve hours now since mom had
simply flooded her insides with sperm!  Oh shit!  Could it be?  A damn
wriggling tadpole had raped her poor defenseless ovum and burrowed its way
inside!  The stupid thing had delivered it's payload of futanari DNA!



   If she wasn't burning with the need to impale herself on mom's cock, it
could only mean one thing!  That fertilized egg had already implanted
itself into the lining of her womb.  Her biochemistry was rapidly changing.
"Oh my God no!" she whimpered as understanding dawned.  "Mom, how could
you? You knocked up your own son!  Pregnant women don't react to the
pheromones!"



   "Honey, they do react, just not nearly as strongly." Mary smiled weakly.
"Within hours of impregnation, you can no longer penetrate the womb.  The
cervix toughens up to protect the fetus.  After birth, that wonderful
glorious elasticity rapidly returns." She smiled.  "Don't worry though. 
Pregnant women still love riding a big ol' futanari cock right up to term.
I'll be able to get almost half of me wedged up into you, baby girl."



   "How can you even say that to me?  Mom, you shot down your own son.  I
have your baby growing in my belly.  Oh my God, you gotta let me go!  I can
fix this!  I can stop myself and make it so none of this nightmare ever
happens!"



   "I can't do that." Mary cried.  "If you succeeded in changing things
back, you'd be killing the baby growing inside of you!" She took a deep
breath, and stood tall.  "You know how I feel about that.  I can't let you
change things now."



   It was humiliating, but even as she struggled with hands locked behind
her back, Joanne felt how wet she was growing.  There was little of the
desperate burning need of last night, but she was still being aroused by
her mother's invisible essence and could hardly keep her eyes off of the
trapped monster under the denim!  "I wouldn't be killing anyone!" she
protested.  "I just want to make the timelines go back they way they're
supposed to be!"



   "Joseph, you have to calm down." Mary grabbed the short chain between
the steel circlets trapping the redhead's wrists, and guided her into the
living room.  "You know I won't hurt you in any way.  I just can't let you
do anything that would mean we would not have our baby!"



   "Mommy, please think about this!" Joanne wailed as she was sat on the
couch.  "You have to let me set things right!"



   "Things are right.  I refuse to permit you to tamper with fate." Mary
declared as she looked around the living room.  Unplugging it from the
wall, she snatched up one of her prized antique art deco lamps and tore the
electrical cord from it.  "Joseph, I love you.  You know that." she knelt
on the floor and began binding the struggling redhead's ankles together.  I
love you even more now.  I was always so careful to hide it from you and
your father, but oh how I wished you had been born a daughter.  This is
like a dream come true." She finished tying the cord.  "That's not too
tight, is it sweetheart?"



   "No, wait, what am I saying!" Struggling to her feet, Joanne started
hopping toward the front door.  Breasts bouncing, she felt like a child
playing bunny as she slowly made her way across the room.  "I have to get
out of here!  You can't condemn me to stay a damn girl for the rest of my
life!"



   Mary bodily picked up the bound girl and carried her back on the antique
couch.  "Just relax sweetheart.  Mommy knows best." She sat down next to
her offspring.  "Your father used to love tying me up." She said with a
fond smile.  "I think I see now why he loved it so." She leaned over and
kissed the struggling redhead.



   Joanne couldn't stop herself from accepting soft lips against her own.
She whimpered as an inquisitive tongue gently touched her lips, and then
slipped into her willing mouth.  "Mommy, this isn't right." she protested
breathlessly as arousal filled her soul.  It wasn't the same burning need
as last night; But Joanne couldn't keep herself from thinking about what
was within her mother's pants.



   "Joseph, this is just temporary until I can set up something more
comfortable for you.  I have to keep you safe at home until the other you
is out of the picture, and you're ready to have our baby." Mary kissed the
beautiful redhead again.  "Damn, I have to run out and get some things, but
you have me so hard right now!"



   Joanne unconsciously licked her lips while staring at her mother's
trapped organ.  There was just one chance for her to make a break for it!
"Mom, I wanna suck your dick!" She gulped, praying her horny mother would
take the bait.  "Please mom, untie me and then sit down.  I'll kneel in
front of you and give you the best blowjob you ever had.  How does that
sound?" Joanne tried to clear her mind.  She had to be ready to run!  Mom
had longer legs, but she was lighter.  If she could make it all the way
down the street to the bus stop, and the timing was just right, she could
make her escape!



   Standing, the blonde smiled as she began shrugging off her clothes. 
"That sounds wonderful, Joseph." Her cock sprang to attention as her jeans
were pushed down her legs.  "I don't have to untie you for something as
simple as that though."



   "What are you saying?" The redhead cried as she bounced her butt on the
cushions.  "Wait mom, no!  What are you doing?" Joanne cried as the
statuesque blonde had no trouble in picking her up and repositioning her on
the couch.  Hair now brushing the floor, she had an upside down view of
things as her head hung over the arm of the furniture.  "Mother, this isn't
what I meant!"



   "Hush son!" Mary said with a smile as she stared down at the bound girl.
"Too bad I don't have anything to wear as Shego!  You look like a seriously
hentai Kim Possible right now, Joseph!"



   "Oh shut up!" She stared nervously as her mother approached the side of
the couch.  "Oh no, you can't mean that!" she gasped as the cock loomed
over her.



   "Honey, trust me!" Mary gave herself a few loving strokes.  "This sets
everything at just the right angle!  It's like whatever long ago craftsman
made this couch, knew just how tall I am.  Girls love it when I walk right
up and slip into their mouths!  Everyone says that having me fuck their
throat is so much better than just a plain old blowjob!"



   Her heart throbbed when she noticed how well her neck settled into a
depression in the arm's padding.  She obviously wasn't the first to lie
like this!  "How many is everyone?" Joanne couldn't help asking, an
unintended note of jealousy in her voice.



   "Oh, I've entertained quite a few little friends." Mary smiled.  "None
as lovely as my beautiful daughter though."



   "Lovely?" she shook herself.  "I'm your son!" shouted the sexy redhead
as she wriggled against her bonds.  "We can't do this!"



   "Forgive me, Joseph, um, I mean Joanne.  You're my daughter now, and
incest with a futanari is legal." She smiled down at her offspring.  "God
help me, but I'm overjoyed at the delightful beauty you have become.  I
wish I could thank those wonderful people so far in the future for sending
you back to me like this."



   "Mom no, let me go!  Last night was a stupid mistake!  I wasn't in my
right mind!  We can't do anything else!"



   "Sure we can, sweetheart!" Mary grasped her cock and playfully bopped
the swollen head against the prone girl's nose.  "Tell me, did you like
sucking your own cock?" she smiled.  "I know it's not quite the same, but I
adore sucking mine!  It's such a soothing way to end a busy day."



   Joanne whimpered as she blushed.  "I had no control over that!  I, um,
that asshole date raped me!  It wasn't even a date!  That stupid creep
doesn't know that no means no!" she finally shouted.



   "Honey, that stupid creep is you."



   "Don't remind me!"



   "Just settle down honey.  "You'll enjoy this.  I promise."



   "But mom, yours is so much bigger than mine." she gulped, her mouth
suddenly watering for no reason.  "It can't possibly fit."



   "Open your mouth and we'll find out, sweetheart."



   She still had a week.  Surely she'd find some chance to break away in
time.  If worse came to worse, she would follow herself out into the desert
on Friday and break her, his leg!  She'd make him understand the
consequences of his actions if she had to break both of his legs and smash
the stasis generator while explaining their predicament.  Her stupid male
self could then call for help on his cellphone when she then vanished like
a soap bubble after changing the course of events.



   Nostrils flaring, she took a deep breath.  How would it feel to have
that monster lodged in her throat?  Joanne shuddered as her will weakened.
She shook her head.  "Mom, we can't do this!  Please!" she said softly
before pursing her lips tightly together.



   "I'll be so careful.  I won't hurt you at all." She whispered as she
brought her hard presence closer towards those pouting red lips.  "I
promise you, Joanne.  You will grow to adore this."



   Joanne trembled fearfully as she stared up at the underside of her
mother's cock.  She couldn't let this happen!  She felt the warmth of her
mother's touch when the swollen head brushed her lips.  With a whimper
signaling her complete submission, she opened her mouth wide and granted
her mother's eighteen inch python sanctuary in her mouth.



   Moaning around the wrist thick shaft, Joanne felt ashamed of herself. 
She was a man!  She wasn't supposed to do such things!  Why was her heart
racing so?  She squirmed against the moist warmth between her legs as more
of the massive shaft slipped past her lips.  Trying not to abrade her
mother with her teeth, Joanne tried to open her mouth wider.  Lips
stretched tightly around the smooth hard flesh, the mewling redhead's eyes
opened wide.  She felt a strange sort of popping sensation.  It didn't hurt
in the least, but she was astonished to find that her jaw had just unhinged
like a snake's!



   "Good girl!" Mary moaned as the hugely swollen head reached the back of
her new daughter's throat.  Leaning over the couch, she planed her hands on
either side of the wriggling girl's hips.  With a swift and sudden thrust,
the head of her cock passed into a snug warm tunnel.  "Oh honey, you're
such a delight!" she whispered as she fed more of the massive length in. 
"Your throat is hugging me so tightly!" she sighed as she watched Joanne's
supple neck stretch and distend as her thickness forced its way in.



   Panting through her nose, Joanne fought down her sudden panic.  This
would choke a normal girl.  That massive thing was pushing in so damn deep.
The cock acted like a splint, keeping her head and neck immobile as her
mother slowly sank deeper.  How was it still going in?  Mom pulled out,
only to push farther back in.  Joanne was aware of a sudden taste.  It was
very similar to the clear stuff she had licked from the head of her own
cock last night.  With a shudder, she realized the truth.  Her throat was
lubricating to ease the passage of the monstrously thick organ!  What kind
of sick freak was Doctor Dryden to initiate such a change?  What kind of
sick freak was she to actually desire the huge penis to go deeper?



   As her mother began thrusting in a slow easy pace, Joanne couldn't stop
her mind from racing.  When she turned back to normal she'd never be able
to do this again!  Her chest heaved as she continued to breathe through her
nose.  She knew a place!  Shame entwined with her lustful desires.  There
was a place right outside town.  When she was back to normal, he would go
there.  Rumor had it that if you went to a certain toilet stall and waited,
bi curious men would slip their cocks through a hole so that the man in the
neighboring stall could suck it in complete anonymity!  Joseph would
discreetly visit the place any time he couldn't resist the draw of this
wondrous new sensation!



   Mary thrust a little faster.  "Oh my darling girl, I, I'm almost in your
stomach!  I can feel the head just peeking out of the bottom of your
esophagus!



   Joanne was glad she didn't have breakfast!  Her insides were being
churned up enough without THAT worry!  Her own arousal was going!  Why was
she enjoying this?  She wriggled and twisted her lower body, trying to
somehow pleasure her sopping vagina as her mother forcefully claimed her
throat!



   Mary thrust faster.  No girl had ever let her go this deep before!  She
could feel Joanne's nose pushing repeatedly between her labia as the
darling girl took everything she had to offer!  "I love you!" she cried as
her moves became more frenzied.



   Joanne was having a little trouble.  She had to time her breathing to
her mother's movements.  Mom kept making her stuff her nose into a lovely
but extremely wet pussy!  It was both frightening, and the single most
erotic thing she had ever known as either sex!  Why was she even thinking
about men and gloryholes?  No man alive would ever be able to make her feel
like this!  Her body trembled with desire as her mother went into
overdrive! The cock was sawing in and out of her throat at a rate that
would kill a non Dryden adapted woman and she loved it!  The redhead
already felt the sorrow.  As a man she wouldn't be able to do this!  She
would have to try and satisfy the deeply hidden oral desires with
insignificant male penises while kneeling in a filthy public bathroom!  It
wasn't fair!



   "Joseph, Joanne, I love you!" Mary cried as she was overcome.  Falling
onto her brand new daughter, her body went rigid.  Her cock throbbed! 
Thick gouts of semen blasted directly into the lovely redhead's stomach! 
Over and over her ejaculate pumped to the beat of her pounding heart!



   Oh, oh yes!  Joanne suddenly humped upward.  She thrust her crotch at
her mother's face!  Thank God mom was taller!  Much like some of the Asian
masturbation videos she had collected in her old life, Joanne managed to
find her release by humping her sex against something hard.  Her mother's
chin made a wonderful substitute for the corner of a table!  She would have
screamed her joy if it wasn't for the massive pole of hard flesh throbbing
in her mouth and all the way down her throat!



   When her massive pulsing climax had finally finished nearly a minute
after it had commenced, Mary pushed herself up off of her daughter.  "Why
did you do that?" she said as she rubber her chin.  Joanne only groaned in
reply.  "Oh, I'm sorry dear!"



   Breathing heavily through her nose as the softening shaft eased out of
her throat, Joanne gasped thickly when her mouth was finally empty.  Her
stomach did a frightening little flip.  "Get me up!" she whimpered as she
wriggled frantically.  "Mom, get me up, quick!"



   Mary grabbed her daughter and pulled her into a sitting position.  "Oh
my baby, are you okay?" she asked as she watched her daughter gulping and
clenching her jaws.



   She had to relax!  Hold back, hold back!  You can do it!  Joanne opened
her mouth and let loose with a belch that would have impressed the hell out
of her male self.  She took a deep breath.  "Mom, what did you do that
for?" she moaned.  "I'm so damn full I almost got sick!" Her lovely face
grew quite red.  "I, I didn't want to waste any of it.  I guess I'll just
call it breakfast."



   Mary stared at the redhead's midsection.  "I'm sorry sweetheart." She
couldn't help a giggle.  "You have a tiny pot belly now.  I don't think I
ever shot off that hard before!"



   "Never mind that now mom!" Joanne managed to swing her legs off of the
couch.  Hauling herself to her feet, she gave a couple hops, but her
gurgling sloshing stomach told her to stop.  "Mom, you have to help me! 
Get me to the computer!"



   "I told you, I'm not helping you!"



   "You don't understand!" Tears began to flow down Joanne's cheeks.  "I
gotta smash the computer!  Mom, hurry up rip out the phone!  Pull the
battery out of your cell!"



   "Honey, what's wrong?"



   Joanne choked back a sob.  "You can't let him know.  Please!  The phone
was always busy when I called, and you didn't answer my emails.  Don't
change any of that.  Mommy, we can't let him do anything different!  If he
even talks to you, something might get changed.  You gotta hide me here
until that asshole goes into stasis and leaves us alone forever.  Once he's
away, I'll never tell a soul where he hid himself.  I can't risk that loser
messing things up now.  Dr.  Rose can dig him up in ten thousand years!"
Sobbing, she leaned against her mother.  "Help me mommy.  Don't let
anything change me back.  I love you!  I wanna stay like this and be your
good girl!"



   "Oh my darling daughter, of course I'll help you!" Sitting the redhead
down, she untied the cord around her ankles.  Once the handcuffs were
removed, Mary had no doubt of Joanne's earnest fear.  She watched as the
lovely girl ran to the kitchen and ripped the phone off the wall.  Then she
raced to the computer in their small office, and physically attacked the
tower.  Managing to pull off the side, the frantic girl yanked out the
cables for the power supply.  The poor dear then nearly fell down the
stairs in her haste to get at her own computer and render it useless.



   "Are you feeling better now?" Mary asked an hour later as she handed
Joanne a nice hot cup of tea.



   "I must have looked like a crazy man." The redhead smiled bashfully.  "A
crazy woman, I mean.  I'm okay now, thanks.  I just suddenly realized how
much I love you mom.  That bastard." She grimaced.  "I mean the former me,
um, I'm sorry mom, but he didn't love you, not really." Glancing at her
mother's crotch, she sighed.  "He was starting to really hate you for
becoming a futanari." She took her mother's hand and gave it a little
squeeze.  "Can you ever find it in your heart to forgive me, mom?"



   Mary clasped both hands around Joanne's.  "Oh honey, I have no need to
forgive you!" she smiled.  "I'll let you in on a little secret.  It didn't
matter to me what he, um, you felt.  I never stopped loving you, and I love
you even more now."



   Joanne felt tears in her eyes again, even though she was smiling.  "I
guess I have to get used to hormones and things now." She smiled shyly.  "I
keep crying like a baby.  Mom, how come you never told me how hard it is to
be a girl?"



   Her mother laughed.  "You never asked."



   "Mom?" she blushed deeply.  "Could you teach me about clothes and makeup
and stuff?" Feeling her face grow warm, she giggled.  "I'm wearing the only
things I have that will fit.  I can't go around looking like Kim Possible
all the time.  Could you take me shopping?"



   "Oh darling, I'd love to." Mary smiled in delight.  "Come on,
sweetheart. This is going to be so much fun!"



   Joanne discovered a minor drawback already when the reached the mall. 
"Please mom?  Just a small?" she begged as her mother physically dragged
her away from the coffee shop.  "Maybe they'll let me have just a courtesy
cup of French vanilla if I offer to pay for a large."



   "I'm sorry dear.  No coffee for the duration." Mary dragged the
protesting girl to a smoothie stand.  "How about I treat you to a banana
smoothie instead?  Orange juice is very good for expectant mothers, and
bananas are a very good source of potassium."



   "Oh, okay." Joanne didn't realize how adorable she looked while pouting.
"Mom, being a girl still sucks sometimes!"



   "Goodness, you shouldn't say such things."



   Joanne turned around, and nearly jumped out of her socks!  "Miss
Aureate, um, I mean, who are you?"



   The elegant blonde adjusted her oversized mirrored sunglasses.  "Not
very quick on the uptake, are you, champ?"



   Joanne stared at the woman.  "What are you talking about?  Did you bang
your head while out riding your bike in the middle of the night?"



   "You're getting warmer!"



   Mary returned and handed a large icy drink to her daughter.  "Oh, hello
there.  Are you a friend of my daughter's?" She smiled kindly.  "You're not
wearing a respirator mask.  I'm required to warn you that I am a futanari."



   "I've got it covered, Mrs.  Anderson." She thrust out her hand.  "Hi,
I'm Aurelia Aureate.  I'm very happy to meet you." She gave Joanne a little
nudge.  "I know your son."



   Mary smiled.  "Aurelia Aureate, nice alliteration.  The meanings are a
nice touch.  Golden Gold, I like that."



   Joanne's mouth dropped open.  "No, it can't be!" She grabbed Aurelia's
arm and dragged her away from her mother.  "When you were on your bike,
that was no accident, was it?"



   Grinning, the stunning business woman looked around to make sure the
cost was clear, and then lifted her sunglasses for just a second.  The soft
yellow glow of her eyes was unmistakable.  "I gotta wear these things while
doing field work.  My eyes are the only thing I can't change."



   Joanne backed away.  "No, I am not going back!  I won't let you change
me back!"



   "Cool it, champ.  I'm just here on a social visit."



   "What is going on here?" Mary stormed over, ready to dash her drink into
the face of the woman accosting her beloved daughter.



   Joanne slipped behind her mother.  "Don't let her near me!" she said
frantically.  "Mom, let's get out of here!"



   The smoothie slipped unnoticed from Mary's hand.  "Oh my God, she's one
of them?" Her voice dropped to a whisper.  "She's from the future?"



   "Come on kiddies, we're making a scene.  Let's take this conversation
somewhere private!" Effie, AKA Aurelia Aureate turned and marched for the
exit.  Mother and daughter had little choice but to follow.



   Sitting in the passenger seat of her mother's car after a hasty
explanation of just who Effie really was, Joanne crossed her arms over her
ample chest.  "I will not go back to the future!" she said quietly.  "You
can't make me!"



   Effie sighed.  "I hate to say it, champ, but the future doesn't want
you. You were judged to be far too disruptive, remember?"



   "My baby girl is not disruptive!" Mary said angrily as her hands
tightened on the steering wheel.  "I don't care what some robot bimbo from
the future says!"



   "That was harsh." Effie said with a grin.  "Mary Anderson, your son
Joseph was a disruptive element, but that was for the rather strict society
I call home.  No male influence is wanted or needed there.  Joseph,
although physically integrated, was still an unwanted aberration."



   "I'm right here." Joanne said huffily.  "Quit talking about me like I'm
some case study!"



   "Poor Joanne, you've been through so much.  Let me just finish here, and
then I'll give you the good news."



   "What good news could you possibly give me now, Effie?"



   "You'll see!  Anyway Mary, you obviously helped our pretty Joanne make
the mental adjustment needed to be a happy and health female able to fit in
nicely in the here and now.  Since talking about your handsome son being
turned into your lovely daughter has aroused you without Joanne wrecking
the vehicle by diving on your erect penis, I can guess what form of help
you gave."



   Despite everything, Joanne started to laugh at her mother's obvious
embarrassment.  "Yeah mom, thanks for helping by fucking me silly and
knocking me up!"



   When they finally arrived at the house, Joanne laughed even harder at
her mother's odd limping walk as they headed up the driveway.  "I'm still
your mother, missy!" the futanari hissed.  "Wipe that grin off of your
face! Dammit, I hate getting a boner down my pant leg when I'm wearing
jeans!"



   Effie Giggled.  "I'll get the door!"



   "Then take the damn keys!" Mary shouted while trying to situate herself
into a more comfortable arrangement.



   "Keys, I don't need no stinkin' keys!" Effie held up her right hand. 
Her index finger shimmered and shifted until it looked like a key blank
from a hardware store.  "Let me just feel out the tumblers." She said as
she slipped the narrow strip metal into the lock.  "Ta-da!" she announced
as she pushed open the door.



   "Make yourself at home!" Mary said as she hastened upstairs to her
bedroom.



   "Your mother is a nice lady." Effie said as she once again shimmered. 
Her blonde hair receded into her scalp.  Her sexy business attire melted
away into her body.  In seconds she glinted and gleamed in her true golden
form.  "I don't need these now." She took off the sunglasses and held them
against her tummy.  They sank in out of sight.  "There, now I feel like me
again!"



   Joanne squealed.  "I never thought I'd say this, but I'm so happy to see
you, Effie!" Throwing her arms around the shimmering being, she hugged her
tight.



   Mary returned wearing loose baggy sweatpants and a nice roomy sweater.
You could just see a hint of a thick presence protruding upward into the
valley between her massive breasts.  "Oh my God!" she said as she watched
her daughter making out with a naked golden bald woman.  "This can't be
real!"



   Effie gently pushed Joanne from her.  "Alice Andrews, do not be
alarmed."



   "I don't think she is." Joanne giggled.



   "You, Effie, how much do you weigh?"



   "What?" In her long operational life, it was seldom that she was taken
so off guard.  "Why would you want to know that?"



   Mary's eyes glittered nearly as brightly as Effie's skin.  "Joanne
darling, put the battery back in mommy's phone.  I need to find out what
the current exchange is for gold."



   "Mom really likes gold." She said in a stage whisper.  "She invested
heavily in it with the money daddy left her when he passed away, and it
made her rich!" She continued in a louder voice.  "Mom, behave yourself! 
There will be no contemplation of selling my friend!"



   "Oh, I'm terribly sorry!  I didn't mean to offend!  Do you eat?  Are you
hungry?  What do you eat?" She paused and thought a bit.  Blushing
fiercely, Mary pulled a ring off of her finger.  "Here, this is eighteen
karat!  You can eat it if you want!"



   Effie and Joanne held onto each other as they laughed "Mother!" the
redhead managed to gasp.  "Effie doesn't want to eat your jewelry!"



   "I could go for something crunchy.  Got any Turquoise?" Effie asked
before nearly falling over as she laughed harder.  "I'm just kidding!  I
already ate this year!"



   Still giggling, Joanne placed her lips to Effie's ear.  "Can you give
mom a fantasy like you gave me?  You wouldn't need to do anything special
at all.  Like I said, mom loves gold.  I think deep down, she'd like to
REALLY love some gold!"



   "Sure champ!" She stood tall.  "Mary Anderson, I am sold twenty-four
karat gold." She spread her legs.  "Although inorganic and metallic in
nature, I can be as soft and yielding as warm living flesh."



   "Joanne, what's going on?" Mary crossed her arms over her chest.  "I, I
stole girls from you before, but, I, I can't do that now!  I never want to
hurt you again!"



   "Oh please mom!" Joanne strode right up to her mother and started
tugging at her clothes.  "Effie is my friend, possibly the best one I ever
had.  I love her, but not the way I love you!" She turned to the golden
woman.  "No offence Effie!"



   "No offence taken.  I'm quite pleased to have you call me friend,
friend!"



   "Then friend, don't just stand there like a clothing store manikin! 
Help me get mom out of her clothes!"



   "It'll be my pleasure, champ!"



   "Now wait just a minute!" Mary gasped as her brand new daughter held her
arms trapped behind her back, "Stop!  This is my favorite sweater!" she
cried as Effie's right hand became a pair of glittering sheers that she put
to use carefully cutting the garment away.  Joanne released her arms, and
unceremoniously tugged down her sweatpants.  "Girls, cut it out!" she
squealed as she stood naked before the golden woman.



   "That's very nice!" Effie said approvingly as she hefted Mary's shaft.
"Such a large penis for a generation zero Dryden adaptation."



   Blushing, Mary smiled.  "I haven't had any complaints."



   Joanne giggled.  "Not from me, well, not any more.  Go on mom, look at
that golden pussy!  Go ahead and give it a try." Feeling embarrassed, but
surprisingly no longer any anguish at what she had lost, she continued. 
"Effie is the best lay I ever had!  I'm glad my last fuck was with such a
sexy robot!"



   "I'd resent being treated as a mere mechanical contrivance." The
synthetic being said with a laugh.  "That is if the sight of that monster
didn't overclock my processors!  Come on Mary!  Go for the gold!  Fuck you
some bullion!"



   "Oh my God, now that's too weird!" Mary cried as Effie rapidly shifted.
She grew shorter, and sort of spread out on the floor.  In seconds, the
human was staring at a stack of shiny gold bars, crowned by one sporting a
simply precious golden vagina, and two others by mouth watering plump
gilded nipples!



   Joanne laughed at her mother's stunned look.  "Effie!  You're freaking
mom out!  Quit it!"



   Melting, the bars flowed into a lovely glittering woman sprawled
sensually on the floor.  "Was that too much?  Sorry Mary." She eyed the
penis thoughtfully.  "Although somebody I could name didn't lose her boner
after my little display."



   "Effie dear, you're sexier than that robot in the vodka ads!" Mary
finally managed to say as Joanne shoved her to the smiling golden figure.



   "I'm not quite sure what that means." Effie said with a smile.  She
spread her arms wide.  "But come to me Mary!  Show me what that magnificent
penis can do!"



   "Joanne, are, are you sure this is okay with you?"



   "Mother!" the redhead shouted in exasperation.  "Would you please get
down there and fuck my friend?  Sheesh, you didn't hesitate when you fucked
a complete stranger last night!"



   Grinning sheepishly, Mary slowly dropped to her knees.  "Well, if you
both insist!" she said as she grasped her cock.  "Effie, should I use a
condom?  I, um, I don't know how to say this, but, will my semen gunk up
your gears?  I don't want to make you all smelly if I cum up inside your
mechanism."



   "What's with you twenty-first century humans and your primitive ideas
about non-organics?" Effie grinned as she tapped a finger against her
breast.  It wobbled and quivered in an exaggerated way, much like a hentai
anime character's would.  "You let me worry about what I do with your load,
Mary dear.  Just get that lovely cock of yours into my twenty-four karat
puss right now!"



   Joanne stared as her mother placed the head of her cock at Effie's
opening.  She felt all fluttery inside as she watched the golden woman
spread her long legs wider to accommodate mom's tremendous member. 
Blushing, she tugged down her cargo pants just as mom started to sink
inside.  Feeling a sense of guilt that somehow made everything even hotter,
Joanne attempted to masturbate for the first time with unfamiliar
equipment.



   "Oh my God, Effie, you feel so real inside!"



   "Mom, that's because she IS real!" Joanne said in a husky voice as her
fingers began to move experimentally between her legs.  "Don't be rude!"



   "Champ, it's okay.  I know someone who else took a little convincing."
Grinning wickedly, she continued.  "Mary, you're so big and hard, you could
almost pass for inorganic perfection."



   "I'll give you perfection!" Mary breathed as she rammed the rest of her
eighteen inches home.



   "Oh, please do!" Effie laughed as she wrapped her legs around her lover.



   Propped up on her hands, Mary began to pump into the glittering woman
below her.  "You're so warm and tight!  It's fantastic!" Looking down at
her own shaft as it pistoned in and out, her eyes grew wide.  "You feel so
wet, but your not making me wet!  I, I don't understand!"



   "Friction coefficient." Effie said softly.  "Do you wanna keep fucking,
or do you want me to stop and explain?"



   "What do you think, my beautiful nugget, um, I mean Effie?" Mary gasped
as her hips moved faster.



   "Oh, that's hot!" Joanne gasped as she watched the outline of her
mother's cock moving within her gleaming friend.  "Mom, that's an internal
titty fuck!" she gasped, as the bulging burrow from the plunging penis made
Effie's breasts quiver and jiggle as it repeatedly wedged up beneath and
between them.  "This is better than any porn I ever heard of!"



   "This is good!" Mary gasped, staring into the glowing eyes of the
beautiful bald woman squirming beneath her.  "This is so damn good!" She
lowered herself, warm breasts of flesh and blood pressing against equally
warm yielding golden orbs.



   "Yes Mary, I welcome you within me." Effie whispered as her arms
encircled the rhythmically moving blonde.  "You are bringing me such
pleasure!"



   Dropping to her knees, Joanne watched as inquisitive fingers
instinctually knew what to do.  Right or wrong, her first foray into
masturbation as a woman was as she watched her mother energetically fuck
her best friend and yes, benefactor.  "Yes, oh yes!  Mom, make Effie cum!
You can do it!" she panted, as her fingers flew.  "Effie, you have to make
mom squirt in you!"



   Mary's eyes opened wide.  "What are you doing?" she gasped as her body
shuddered.  "Joanne, there are lips, and, and a tongue!  I can feel them in
there!"



   The sound of a throbbing hum filled the room as Effie's eyes grew
brighter.  "Am I real?" she asked playfully in almost a purr as the
illumination and humming increased.  `Am I a real lover, or a simple
machine?"



   "Real!  Effie dear, you are real!" Mary cried as her movements grew more
frantic.  "Oh Effie, I, I'm gonna cum!"



   Joanne was panting, fingers dripping with her fluids as she attacked
herself.  "Do it!  Do it!  I wanna see!  I have to see!" she cried as her
body began to tremble.



   "Yes, do it!" Effie moaned as the hum grew in intensity.  "Do it now!"



   "The mouth, it, it kissed me!" Mary squealed as her back arched. 
Pinning Effie with one final thrust, her body went rigid as her cock
throbbed.



   Squinting against the almost blinding glare, Joanne watched in awe as
her mother climaxed.  Effie's eyes blazed as the golden woman writhed.  The
humming increased until the windows actually rattled in their frames.  Deep
down, she felt just a tiny hint of jealousy.  Mom had made Effie's eyes
flash brighter and longer than she had as a man!  She forgot that as she
slumped forward, landing across her mother's warm back as her body
succumbed to the attentions of her fingers.



   Understandably do to her nature, Effie recovered immediately as mother
and daughter lay atop her.  "Mary that was just what I needed!  I may
actually have to eat a few months early.  You really take it out of a being
when you fuck them."



   Mary moaned.  "Effie, I, I want more!" she whimpered.  "Joanne, is that
okay with you?"



   "Huh?" The redhead took a deep breath and slid off of her mother's back.
"Why wouldn't it be okay with me?  That was so hot.  It's way better than
internet porn!"



   Effie giggled.  "I don't know about that, Mary.  I just may suffer a
system overload if we do that again."



   "Take my ring!" Mary cried as she pulled off the heavy gold band. 
Without warning, she shoved it into the synthetic woman's mouth!



   Effie swallowed the jewelry and then giggled.  "I was only kidding!" she
belched softly.  "Hmm, that wasn't bad.  I rarely get a chance to sample
refined ore.  The copper content of eighteen karat gives it such a nice
aftertaste."



   "I have a heavy gold chain I never wear any more.  Effie, you can have
it if you say we can go doggie style next!"



   "I haven't gone doggie in ages." The golden woman said.  "You can keep
the chain Mary, as long as I get to be on top."



   Rolling off of Effie, Mary's still hard cock pulled out of Effie's body
with a squelch.  "Anything, but Effie, you have no penis." She said as she
got on her hands and knees.



   "Mom, you'd be surprised!" Joanne said with a giggle.



   Effie got on her hands and knees too.  "No, I haven't gone doggie in
simply a dog's life!  Hey champ, I'll need water to do this right.  Can you
get me a nice big bowl?" She asked as her body began to shimmer.



   "Sure thing Effie!" Joanne ran to the kitchen.



   Mary watched as under Effie's body, a sudden thickening began to show.
"That doesn't look like a penis." She said, as the fleshy looking appendage
formed.



   "That's because it isn't.  The penis lies within it." Her body began to
shift and flow.  Fine golden filaments grew over her entire outer surface.
They softened and changed from metallic gold, to a fine yellow blonde.  The
lovely face shifted and lengthened.  Delicate ears repositioned and grew
rather floppy.  Mouth stretched into snout, and then a long tongue
protruded and lapped over her chops.  Her hands blurred and became paws,
while her legs shortened and feet changed.  Finally, a large brush of a
tail protruded from her rear and began to wag.  "I so seldom get asked to
change this far!" The decidedly hermaphroditic golden retriever said
happily as the lipstick slowly emerged from its sheath.



   "Oh my God, Effie, you're pretty!" Joanne shouted when she returned
lugging a pot filled to the brim with water.  "Drink up."



   Mary watched as the dog plunged her face into the put and lapped happily
away.  She squealed and jumped to her feet.  "That, that's not what I
meant!"



   "Oh mom, do it!" Joanne shouted while clapping her hands.  "I've seen
video.  Bestiality is wicked, nasty, and really cool."



   "Young lady, there will be no illegal porn in this house." Mary gasped.
"What am I saying?  I, I can't get fucked by a dog!"



   The canine laughed.  "Mary dear, I'm not REALLY a dog, remember?  How
many dogs in the twenty-first century talk?  That adaptation won't be
introduced for a good hundred and fifty years from now."



   "Effie, you're kinda big for a Retriever, aren't you?"



   "You think so?" The golden fur became a rich dark brown.  The hips
became more slender, and the ears grew larger and floppier.  Her muzzle
squired off to become blunter, while the tail grew longer and much
narrower. "How's this?" the Great Dane asked.



   Giggling, Joanne looked over the human sized beast.  "Do you want a
Scooby snack?"



   Mary backed away.  "This is so wrong!" she gasped, as her cock gave a
little jerk.  "I, I do not think this is a good idea!"



   "Mom, you're giving away what you really think." Her daughter said while
staring at Mary's erection.  "If you weren't fibbing, I'm sure that would
have gone limp by now."



   Effie ambled over.  Her large tongue swiped over the head of Mary's
cock. It was pure tap water, but the warm wetness of her doggie slobber
looked very realistic as it ran down the hard shaft of flesh.  "Come on
Mary!  It's my turn!" Effie said as her massive deep red boner stood
completely exposed of its sheath.  A gentle little spurt of water shot out.
"This doggie wants to bury her bone!"



   "Those teeth!" Mary gasped, when the tongue lapped at her again. 
"Effie, don't bite me!"



   "I would never bite.  I'm such a good doggie."



   "Come on mom, please?" Joanne begged.  "Do it for me.  I gotta see
this!"



   "Bestiality is wrong!" Mary moaned.  "Whenever I watch it, I, feel so
guilty after I ejaculate, um, oh shit!" Too late, she clapped her hands
over her mouth.



   "You watch it too?" The redhead laughed.  "Mom, I have got to check your
hard drive."



   "I can't do this!  I can't exploit a poor defenseless animal!"



   Effie reared up on her hind legs.  Massive paws on Mary's shoulders, she
lapped at the blonde's face.  "Mary, I am not an animal!  This is just
playing.  There's nothing wrong with two consenting beings indulging in a
little role playing, is there?" She dropped down on all four legs and gave
a deep and resounding bark.



   "Role playing doesn't usually involve turning into a different species!"
Mary gasped.  She couldn't help sinking to her knees.  "Effie, are, are you
spraying pre-cum on my new carpeting?"



   "It's just water, Mary.  It's the only fluid I have."



   Joanne opened her mouth to mention the huge load her mom had just shot
into Effie, but the large dog turned and gave her a wink.  Did Effie plan
on shooting mom's load right back up her?  Now that would be hot!  Joanne
was new to being a woman, but saw no reason why she couldn't also be a big
sister while she was at it.  "Yeah mom, you saw me give the nice doggie
some water.  What other fluid could she possibly be shooting?"



   Mary sighed.  "I can't do it!" She announced firmly.  "I'd be ruined if
anyone ever found out."



   The redhead put a hand to her breast.  "I swear I'll never breathe a
word to anyone mom!" she announced while joining her mother to kneel next
to Effie the dog.  "Who would believe me anyway?  I don't exist now.  All
my records state I'm a man." She sighed.  "I'm okay with that, but how will
I get a new drivers license of anything?"



   Effie barked again.  "That's the surprise I have for you, champ.  I
extended myself into what you old timers laughingly call the World Wide
Web, and very carefully altered every file about you.  Joanne, it is now a
point of record that you were born female."



   "Really?  Thank you Effie!" she threw her arms around the dog's neck and
hugged her friend tight.



   "You're welcome champ!" Effie gave a little yip of a bark.  "It's a good
thing I don't need oxygen, kiddo.  You hug tight!"



   "Sorry!"



   "I have more news.  In my role as a government inspector, I informed
your employer Aurora Fitzpatrick-Dryden on how bad boy Joseph Anderson got
mixed up in a lot of trouble and had to be placed into the witness
protection program.  Thankfully his cousin Joanne is just as gifted in
electronics as he was.  Aurora was even kind enough to arrange a slight
increase in salary, once I explained how you were in a family way."



   "Oh Effie, how can I ever repay you?" Joanne thought for a moment. 
"Hey, when did you have time to do all that?"



   The dog gave Joanne's face a nice wet lick.  "If that clock on the wall
is accurate, I should be leaving Cake is a Lie in ten minutes.  After that
I jump forward and spend a few days home, before jumping back again to meet
you at the mall."



   "Time travel sure is confusing!" the redhead laughed.



   Mary moved as if in a dream.  Rising to her feet, she crossed the room.
Taking a deep breath, she knelt before the sofa.  "This is so wrong!" she
proclaimed while burying her face in the cushions.  "I can't do this!"
Waggling her firm round bottom from side to side, she cried out into the
cushions.  "I will not let a big brutish dog mount me!"



   Effie barked happily.  "I think that's my cue!" The dog shambled over to
prone woman and barked loudly.



   "Oh shit!" Mary cried, when cold and wet, the dog's nose pushed its way
between the rounded orbs of her ass.  "Joanne, go to your room!" she cried,
as a broad wet tongue slathered up between her thighs to lick the base of
her cock before scrubbing over her damp vagina.  "You can't watch this!"



   "I'm thirty-three!" The apparent eighteen year old redhead announced. 
"I will not be sent to my room." She hurried to the couch and sat next to
her bowed and trembling mother.  "There's no way in the world I'm missing
this!"



   "I don't want this!" Mary wailed as she shuddered and spread her legs a
little wider.  "Oh please don't lick my pussy again!"



   Effie barked and rammed her tongue against yielding lips, forcing the
slathering broad tip to make its way into Mary's body.  Her tail whipped
happily from side to side as she lapped sloppily away.



   Joanne stared in rapt attention.  "Oh mom, I wish I didn't promise!  I
could record you, and millions of people would get off on this!"



   "I'd be ruined!" Mary squealed.  She went on in a softer voice.  "If I
made such a video while not wearing a mask, I'd be ruined!"



   "I'll get you one for next time, I promise!"



   "I'm being claimed by a beast!" the blonde cried.  "What am I becoming?"



   "You're becoming my bitch!" Effie growled deep in her throat as she
reared up and placed her huge front paws on the sofa cushions on either
side of Mary's quivering shoulders.



   "Joanne, please don't watch!  Don't stare at your mother while she's
being debased by a filthy beast!" A trembling hand reached over and gripped
her new daughter's wrist almost painfully tight.  "Get out of here!" she
cried as she held on.  "I said go to your room!"



   "No way mom, this is educational." She giggled nervously.  "I have to
watch this." She took a deep breath.  "I have to know what to expect, um,
if, if I ever get attacked by a horny pony!"



   Effie glanced over at the blushing redhead.  "Twilight Sparkle or Pinkie
Pie?  I may have enough mass to pull off a convincing Big Macintosh if you
prefer."



   "Shut up and fuck mom!" Joanne hissed, unable to quite admit yet that
she sort of liked a certain show.  "I'll decide later!"



   Effie began hunching at Mary, and the blonde moaned.  "Oh God help me!
His cock is trying to find my pussy!  Don't let that happen!" She gulped.
"Don't let anyone try and guide that monster into me!"



   Joanne had struggled completely out of her own clothes.  "This is so
hot!" she whispered as fingers gained more experience in pleasuring her
female body.



   Mary whimpered.  "What will I do if someone guides that thing into me!"
she cried, desperation strong in her plea.



   Effie giggled.  "Hey champ, you're missing your cue!" She humped and
thrust harder, but refused to cheat by giving conscious guidance and
control to her cock.  "Damn, how do dogs ever breed?" she asked, as her
cock slid over the warm wetness of Mary's aroused vagina again.  "I'll have
to ask around for pointers among the canine set when I get home."



   It took a moment for the words to penetrate Joanne's lust filled mind.
"Oh, okay!" she slipped off of the sofa cushion and knelt next to the huge
dog.  She reached under and gently grasped the large club-like cock. 
"Damn, I think this thing is bigger than the one I used to have."



   "Damn straight it's bigger, champ!" Effie said with a happy bark.  "I'll
not take half measures when it comes to my new bitch Mary!"



   The redhead laughed at herself when she felt a residual twinge of
jealousy.  Of course Effie wouldn't waste anyone's time by extruding a
wimpy little noodle like she used to have!  She gave the warm slippery wet
organ an appraising stroke.  She'd have to get Effie to let her give it a
try some time.  Positioning the blunt chisel like head at mom's streaming
wet opening, she giggled.  "Okay mom, it's gonna go in!"



   Effie didn't wait for Mary's reply.  Hunching her narrow hips, she drove
her weapon home!  She let out a howl when Mary's warmth enveloped her.



   The blonde actually bit hard on the sofa cushion her face was buried in,
as she was claimed by an exactingly perfect replica of a Great Dane's cock.
She moaned as it plunged deep into her, and her cock gave a jerk as her own
precum dribbled out.  "Oh God, I, I'm a bitch!" she shouted, muffled by the
sofa.



   "I could have told you that!" Joanne laughed as she just stared at the
sight of her mother being fucked by a huge dog.  "Effie, good girl! 
Fuckies for mommy!"



   "Champ, I only look like a dog.  Can the baby talk!"



   "Oh, I forgot you said dogs can talk in the future.  I guess they're
pretty smart by then."



   The Great Dane laughed.  "They can talk, but they aren't much on
conversation.  All they ever want to discuss is mating, eating, and where
they buried their favorite bones."



   "Fuckies mommy!" Mary suddenly cried.  "Joanne, shut up and leave Effie
alone!"



   "Jeeze mom, I'm not stopping her!" Joanne laughed at just how fast
Effie's hips were moving.  She was giving such short little jabs, but boy
they were powerful!  The whole sofa was shaking, and mom with it!



   Mary was panting as her body was rocked.  This was a dark dream come
true!  The huge organ was slamming into her unlike anything she had ever
felt before.  Would it be like this if she allowed another futanari to fuck
her?  She didn't dare risk that.  She couldn't trust another futa, even
with a condom.  Since her menopause had been reversed and she was youthful
and fertile again, she could never dare risk even one drop of semen within
her body.



   Thanking heaven for scotchgard, Mary drooled on the cushion her face was
buried in, and dribbled copious amounts of precum onto the carpeting.  She
felt warmth drip onto her back, and nearly popped off an orgasm just
knowing that doggy Effie was slobbering on her as that wonderful frightful
cock plowed into her.



   Lost in the moment, Joanne frantically fingered herself as she watched
Effie's tongue loll over those massive teeth, and dribble onto mom's hair
and back.  Sure it was only water, but it looked so much like a nasty dog
was simply slobbering everywhere!  "Go Effie, fuck that bitch!" One hand
between her thighs, she scooted up onto the sofa with mom.  Leaning
forward, she put her mouth to that of the simulated Great Dane.  Moaning,
she captured that warm wet broad tongue between her lips, and sucked it! 
It tasted only of water, but that didn't matter!



   Insane thoughts filled her mind as she swallowed the tepid liquid.  Next
time she would give Effie something more interesting, like lemonade, or
maybe Champagne.  Obligingly, Effie seemed to have read her mind.  The
water became chilled and much more refreshing.  It was rather weird, but
quite soothing.  As Joanne continued to play with her pussy, she drank
deeply of the water oozing from Effie's tongue.



   Mary lifted her face from the sofa, eyes wide in surprise.  "What's
happening?" she wailed.  "It, it's getting bigger!  Effie no, you're
stretching me!"



   Effie slowed her frantic rutting.  "Calm down bitch, that's just my
Bulbus Glandis.  If I'm to knot with you, I have to grow it much larger
than a real dog since you're so elastic inside.  How else do you think I'll
keep my semen trapped inside you?"



   Joanne had to scramble out of the way as the Great Dane moved.  Climbing
off of her conquest, Effie managed to swing a hind leg up and over Mary. 
She completed her turn around and yipped happily.  "If I was a real dog I'd
just stand still now, but since I'm not, here goes!" Tail thrashing from
side to side, Effie started bouncing her furry butt against Mary's.



   "My insides!" Mary moaned as her whole body was shoved back and forth.
"You're too big!  You'll hurt me!"



   "Yeah, you sure sound hurt!" Joanne laughed, with fingers flying.  "The
Dryden adaptation will protect you, mom.  You love this, and you know it!"



   Whimpering, Mary felt the organ still growing within her.  It wasn't
just thickening at the base, it was growing ever longer!  "It, it's at my
womb!" she gasped.  "Oh God, don't do that!"



   Panting, Joanne laughed.  "Deal with it, mom!  You bagged my womb last
night, and mine was only a few hours old!  If I can take it, so can you!"



   Effie's eyes were growing brighter, and a low humming filled the air. 
"This is so unusual.  I'll have to go beastie more often!" Muscles rolled
under her coat as she butt humped Mary harder.



   Joanne was trembling.  "Effie, are, are you knotted?  Can mom get away?"



   "Champ, wild horses couldn't separate us now!"



   "Mom, guess what?" the redhead said huskily.



   "Joanne, not now!" Mary moaned.  "Oh God, your father never filled me
like this!"



   "Speaking of filling, it isn't only water Effie can squirt out of her
nice doggie cock."



   "Water's fine!" Mary cried.  "Oh Effie, I'm your bitch!  Pound me!  Fill
me with that water!"



   Humping and bouncing, Effie giggled.  "Joanne drank all of the water.  I
don't have any left.  It's okay though.  You gave me so much of something
else I can use!"



   Panting and whimpering, Mary humped back at the dog mated to her. 
Suddenly, her eyes opened wide.  "What?  Oh no, you can't mean that!"



   Joanne laughed.  "I may be new to this being female stuff, but I bet I
make a great big sister!"



   Fear clutched Mary's heart.  "No, I'm too old for more kids!" She made a
desperate attempt to climb up the sofa, but she was stuck tight to Effie's
huge organ.  The being from the future was too heavy, and she was stuck
fast to her!  Mary couldn't get away!  "No, you can't mean it!" she wailed
as she grew dangerously close to release.  "Don't cum my cum into me!"



   "Oh yeah, Mary, that's great!  Wriggle around more!" Effie growled as
Mary's frantic motions only managed to nudge her back and forth a little.



   The humming greatly increased intensity as the golden light filled the
room.  "Uh-oh, here it comes!" Joanne gasped as her wet fingers strummed
against her most sensitive self.  Moaning, she closed her eyes against the
glare as she found her own climax.



   "Stop, don't do it!" Mary begged.  Try as she might, she couldn't ignore
just how close she was to release!  The blonde tried again to get away, but
the gigantic bulb trapped within her could not pass back out of her pelvic
girdle!  That dangerous weapon was stuck, and it was ready to shoot her
down!  Somehow managing to get off of the sofa, Mary tried to crawl to
freedom.  Effie just let her, and walked along backwards as the motions
caressed her canine shaft.



   Effie barked happily, and then growled as her eyes flashed like
lightning!  Doggy body shaking, semi-automatic sub routines took over and
began pumping warm fluid from where it was stored within her body.  Her
massively satisfying orgasm was accompanied by an equally massive doggie
ejaculation!



   "No, oh no!" Mary cried, as her body succumbed.  She felt the giant
organ within her jerk and throb.  Her own cock exploded as her body shook,
anointing her belly, tits, chin, and the carpeting with a huge gooey mess!



   Hours later, Mary shuddered and sipped her orange juice.  "Effie, I
can't believe you licked the carpet clean.  That's disgusting.  You could
have at least stayed in dog form to do it."



   The golden woman looked puzzled.  "Why is that?  I just let my tongue
absorb the semen.  I didn't take any actual dirt.  Well, not much.  Matter
is matter is matter though.  I'll either store it for energy conversion as
needed, or maybe use the spermatozoa to impregnate someone else.  I can
keep the sperm in stasis indefinitely, you know."



   Joanne sighed.  "Now I wish I didn't get a vasectomy.  You could go
around giving me kids all over the place.  Still, I guess its good I did."
Her eyes closed to slits as she grinned wickedly at her mother.  "I could
have knocked myself up with my own sperm before you got at me last night!"



   "My own sperm.  Don't remind me!" Blushing, the blonde put a hand to her
trim stomach.  "Effie, are you sure she'll be healthy?"



   "Sure I'm sure!  That was Dryden sperm.  It's self correcting.  No
dangerous recessive genes will be reinforced.  Your baby will be fine. 
She'll just REALLY take after her mother/father, is all."



   Mary put down her orange juice, and looked at the empty bottles lined up
on the kitchen counter.  Joanne had dumped out every drop of alcohol in the
house.  Even his, um, her own beer.  "God, I could use a Screwdriver right
now!"



   "Not for the duration, mom!" Joanne sighed.  "That's the deal.  We'll
watch over each other, and make sure we do everything right.  Okay?"



   Sighing, Mary hugged her daughter.  "That's the deal, and I swear I'll
keep to it!" Her cock gave a happy twitch, and started to swell under her
skirt.  "You're moving into my bedroom, right?"



   "You couldn't keep me out, mom!"



   Effie stood.  "Well, I see I'm no longer needed here."



   Joanne jumped to her feet.  "Effie, can't you stay?  I swear I'll never
tall anyone who you really are!"



   Mary joined her daughter as they both hugged the golden beauty.  "Effie
dear, we have plenty of room.  You could live with us.  Please stay."



   "Sorry guys, I have important work to do." The robotic woman managed to
wriggle from between the mother and daughter.  "This isn't good bye
forever. I'll be able to visit you once in a while." She moved to the
center of the room.  "Now cover your eyes."



   The room was filled by a nearly deafening thunder clap, while bright
light stunned their eyes, even through the hands covering their faces. 
Joanne sniffed back her tears.  "I hope she can come back in time to see
the babies."



   "I'm sure she'll try, sweetheart."



   There was a clap of thunder upstairs.  The two looked at each other and
nearly tripped over each other in their haste to climb them.



   Bursting into the master bedroom, they found Effie posing rather sexily
on the bed.  "Hi guys!" she said cheerfully.



   Joanne scrambled onto the bed and hugged her golden friend again. 
"Effie, I thought you said you couldn't stay?"



   "That's true, I can't.  I told you I'd visit though."



   Mary shook her head.  "Effie dear, you only just left!"



   The golden woman laughed.  "You organics just aren't equipped to
appreciate time manipulation.  I was here last almost a year ago, my time
line."



   Joanne laughed in delight.  "And you have a nearly unlimited run time!"



   Mary looked puzzled.  "I don't understand."



   "Mom, you watch Doctor Who, and you still don't get it?  Effie is going
to live with us.  Just from her point of view it'll be spread out over
maybe hundreds of years!"



   "You're catching on, champ!"



   "Ha!  I figured it out before you did, mom!  Eat that!"



   Mary unbuttoned her skirt and let it drop to the floor.  "Effie, would
you listen to how that little bitch talks to her mother?  Is there
something you could do about that?"



   "There sure is!" Effie let out a bark, and her golden body began to
shimmer.



   "Oh-oh!" Joanne said softly, as she hurried to get out of her own
clothes.  "I think I'm in big trouble!"