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Hell Hath No Fury Part 11 of 37
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(c) Darkside@nym.alias.net
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BOOK 3: Kat O'Nine Tales
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"Come now Watson, The game is afoot."
Sherlock Holmes.
1. A Tale of two Genders - James's/Jane's Tale.
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I wrote down in my journal
The purpose of this log is to record my feelings and occurrences since the
accident('P'Day) that gave me a pussy. I hope it will give me the strength
to cope and provide me with a log to record my progress so far. If I miss
bits out or this is a bit disjointed then sorry but I hope I'll be able to put
everything down.
P Day +1
It still feels strange when I walk, having a pussy that is. It's certainly odd
going into the men's and sitting down to pee but I can't help that. My ex
fiancee freaked out when I told her my news about the 'accident' at the
lab yesterday. I had hoped she would be understanding and help me get
thru this but no, she packed her stuff and left pretty quickly. So much for
undying love.
I don't really blame her after all how would YOU react if your fiancee
came back and said. 'Darling these been an accident at the lab oh and by
the way I've a cunt instead of a dick now.'. I wasn't as blunt as that but
the message was the same. So here I am mostly man but fundamentally
female. I'm confused...
P Day +3
I'm getting lonely now, why did I ask to have some time off. Am I James
or Jane though. The one compensation is that my pussy is much more
sensitive than my cock ever was but I do so miss the feeling of an
erection. The weather has improved so I think I'll get out.
Liz phoned to see how I am. She's offered to pay any counselling or
hospital bills needed to get myself sorted out. I guess she feels a little
guilty but I'm sure it was an honest mistake. All I have to do is arrange
things with Vickie and I'll get the best care money can buy. I'll keep this
as a last resort though.
P Day + 7 days
Now I AM confused my period started today, I thought that I'd only been
given Cathline's pussy, now it seems I have her 'plumbing' as well. How
do women go thru this every month?
Only one hiccup, my ex's sanitary towels don't fit properly in men's
briefs and I ended up with blood inside my jeans. This means from now
on I'll have to wear panties. I'll have to go out tomorrow and get some.
P Day + 8 Days
I drove to the mall in silence. I guess buying panties is a big deal after
all. What size am I? How do I tell?
The lady in the shop was very helpful but a little surprised that I wanted
just plain ones for my girl friend. Still at least I won't leak into my jeans
now.
I got home and tried them on. They were a little tight around the hips(as
to be expected) but very comfortable. Their silky texture on my skin made
me quite turned on. I noticed that my bush peeped out above the top of
them but I guess that's normal or do women shave there?
I really need someone I can talk to about this.
P Day + 10 days
I'm sure my nipples are growing. All those female hormones from my
period is causing me to grow tits!!! I sure hope they shrink back down
again. I didn't do much today again, I guess I'm becoming a slob. Why
did this have to happen to me...
P Day + 14 Days
I now have fledgling breasts they are about 32B. Even though they are
tiny compared to 'proper' tits I'm still uncomfortable with them. Yes
they are fun to play with and give me great pleasure but I don't really
want them. I tried to do some jogging today but I was very conscious of
my chest bouncing up and down so I stopped after about a mile or so.
Boy do these things bounce a lot.
At least my period is over.
Am I man or a woman?
P Day + 18 Days
I've had enough now I've taken Liz up on her offer and I'm now booked
into therapy for a top New York shrink. I've also decided to stay in an
asylum for my own good, I'll need all the care and attention I can get if
I'm to get over this. I want to lead a normal life but I'm so confused.
I want to be a man but my body says and is otherwise. I know all about
surgery but nothing conventional can restore my manhood.
P Day + 6 Months
I've now settled into a routine of sorts. Dr Kelly really is very good. She's
a small blonde about at about 38 with deep brown eyes and still in
reasonable shape despite having two kids. She's recommended that I
consider surgery to make myself fully female looking but I know I'll
make a ugly woman. My face is too square and feet and hands too large.
Why me?, What am I, Who am I?
The asylum is actually very good, not at all like the grim scenes you see
on TV. It's actually like a secure nursing home and the quality of care is
very, very good. New York is nice ,from what I've seen of it which is not
much. The staff stated on several occasions that I'm well enough to live
outside but I'm not ready yet in my own mind. Dr Kelly agrees with me.
I dread to think what this is costing Liz's firm.
My breasts are now a modest 34B and have been so for about two
months. I'm now comfortable wearing a bra and panties but still hate the
middle week of the month. I dress uni-sex style with jeans and sweaters
to hide my 'assets'. I realise I have to make a decision soon about the
surgery but I'm reluctant to do so. What I want to know I how is Liz's
DNA surgery coming on. I could really do with it about now.
P Day + 18 Months
These past few months I've drifted between insanity and confusion.
Although I'm now off the medication part of me still craves for the
freedom of madness. This means that I'm still not allowed out on
medical grounds. I'm still sane enough however to realise that I still need
treatment.
I sat in my room watching the TV, just randomly skimming channels
when I caught the end of a news broadcast. A very nice looking presenter
with blonde hair, brown eyes and powerdressed to the hilt was saying.
"And the news today is that Dr Elizabeth Bexley, multi-millionairess and
manager of TGEN corp's top research lab is facing trial for the brutal
murder of Jane Stephens nee norton at JFK airport."
My jaw dropped surely this must be some mistake. Liz would never kill.
The news continued.
"Dr Bexley is alleged to have flown to Egypt where the new Mr and Mrs
Stephens were on honeymoon and tried to break it up. When that was not
successful she robbed a downtown gunshop and lay in wait at the airport
where she shot Jane Stephens once in the head with a small firearm.
Mrs Stephens was killed instantly and Dr Bexley was wounded in the
shoulder by the airport police. Mr Stephens is nowhere to be found but is
understood to still be in Egypt. Over to the gunshop owner for this
exclusive interview."
A burly unshaven man appeared on screen, trying to look macho. I guess
he felt a bit sheepish about being done over by a girl. Still he didn't know
how strong Liz could be. He began to talk..
"Yeah I saw her, She'd be a real looker if she put her mind to it"
"What exactly happened" asked the reporter
"She had this large tattoo that went all the way up, and I mean all the
way up. She distracted me and then kicked me in the y'know. I went
down and she must've done some kind of doctor thing on me because
when I awoke I'd been robbed and my neck hurt like shit."
Since when did Liz get a tattoo, why would she get one? She was so
proud of her body I couldn't think of her decorating it in that way. My
thoughts turned back to the news report.
The trial is expected to take place in the next two months and If found
guilty Dr Bexley faces death by lethal injection. And now onto the man
who claims that Elvis taught his roaches to sing"
I was utterly bemused. At the lab we all knew about her being jilted and
how hard she'd taken it but to kill!. Sorry that was just not possible.
Other things didn't seem to add up.
Liz was so careful she wouldn't just go in with literally all guns blazing
even if she wanted to kill. The tattoo was also weird, maybe she got
drunk or something.
She must've had some kind of breakdown. I'll try and find out from
Vickie at work
F + 2 Days..
2. F + 2 Days Scoop Of The Day - The Journalists Tale.
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"Thank God that's over" I said to Steve, my cameraman
"You did great, mind you that lump was real pissed at being done over by
a girl" He replied with a grin.
"Sure he was. Mind you I can't work out why she would do it. I mean she
had everything and she goes and blows it like this. She could at least of
hired someone to do it."
"Yep" Steve replied, much too busy putting the kit back in the van.
"I mean if I were her I'd just have gotten over it and enjoyed life"
"Yep" Steve answered again, still not concentrating on our conversation.
He was like that, his precious equipment was his one and only love
despite my intentions to muscle in. I began to disassemble a tripod so that
we could get back to the station.
Back in the van,driving back in the rain and traffic I decided to ask him
for a date for the nth time.
"Steve,how'd you fancy going for a drink after work?".
"Sorry Steph but I've got to work on some edits for the morning show".
Rats, shot down again. Steve was very nice,kind and would do anything
to help anyone, but as far as women were concerned we were a different
species. One day..
We arrived back after a long delay due to traffic, why does everyone drive
like loons in the wet. The E-Mail on my battered old PC was from my
editor, Dean. It read.
"Steph
See me as soon as you get in
Dean"
"Ok Dean what do you want". I thought as I avoided the normal bustle of
the office, knocked on the door and went inside.
"Glad you could make it back your highness. Did your subjects get in the
way" Dean said sarcastically.
I had this reputation of being a primaddona. This was sometimes justified
but usually not. Still it beat the Lois Lane jokes anyday. Dean had,had a
thing against me since I refused him at some long forgotten party. I'd
wait for Steve anyday.
"What do you want Dean. I've got this Bexley murder to get ready for the
late news".
"That's what I want to talk to you about" he said.
"Go ahead" I said curtly.
"I know I tease you about being a princess and Lois Lane but you really
are the best reporter I have".
A complement from Dean!! Ignoring my surprised looks he continued
"I need you to drop everything and look into the Bexley Murder, this is
going to be big and I want an inside line on it. Find out everything you
can about her, her motivations and anything as to why one of the most
eligible women in the country would blow away someone in cold blood".
Wow. The story of the year handed to me.
"Great thanks , I only managed to get a few details before, what do we
have?"
"Take a seat" he said.
I sat down adjusting my skirt to ensure he couldn't ogle my legs as he
had tried to do on several occasions. Listen Steph he's starting to explain.
"As far as we know it started about three years when she was jilted by
this man". Dean handed me a photo of a man in his late twenties. Cute
too.
"How'd' they meet?" I asked.
"It seems as though he was nearly killed when his car broke down out in
the wilds, she brought him out of it and it grew from there".
"I'm surprised I'd have thought she would have known better than to get
involved in Dr-Patient relationships" I answered.
"I guess loves like that" and he gave me a knowing look.
"Carry on,I know he dumped her at the altar any idea why".
"According to one of the guests it was because he didn't love her and
didn't want to hurt her in the long term" Dean replied.
"Not many real romantics around these days. I'd like to meet him,
when's he due back from Egypt?. I take it he's on the next plane out".
"That's the strange thing he's wasn't at the hotel room when the police
went to tell him" Dean replied.
"Very odd,perhaps he's looking for her himself" I answered.
"Maybe" Dean Said.
"Can I meet Dr Bexley?" I asked.
"Sorry, the police won't allow it. According to sources she's acting very
strangely. She just sits there not defending herself, only saying 'you
wouldn't believe me If I told you the truth'. She's making no effort to try
and free herself. It's as though she wants to die. Her parents are on their
way and I understand it's they who have being trying to get her out on
bail. She hasn't even appointed an attorney. The DA's office has never
seen a suspect like it. It's almost as though she's been traumatised in
some way"
"Gunning down someone in cold blood is pretty traumatic. Maybe she
just flipped and is only now realising what she as done" I answered.
"This whole thing has got everyone puzzled. I want you get out of here
and dig up as much as you can, don't come back until you've an
exclusive. Here's everything we have" He passed me a blue folder which
I took.
I went to leave.
"Steph?"
"What!" I answered very keen to get this going. Once I got a story I
didn't let go.
"I've I feeling this is going to be big, very big. Be careful" Dean said.
I went home right away to read up on this strange and chilling murder.
F + 4 Days..
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Have You Missed a Part?. The complete version of 'Hell Hath No Fury'
Can be found at http://www.nifty.org/nifty/transgender under Magic-SciFi
or Sapphire's Excellent website at http://www1.mhv.net/sapphire or
http://www1.mhv.net/sapphire/zip/furytril.zip to go right to it.
Comments etc should be directed to darkside@nym.alias.net
Vickie Tern@AOL.COM
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