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A heat wave had hit Pennsylvania State University early in April. Since the university didn’t believe in turning on the air conditioning, or turning off the heat, every building was hot. This included the library. There were more people outside the library on the grass than inside the hot building, but there were people inside. There was a group of college age girls sitting on the cloth couches with books in their laps chatting about things other than the subject of those books. One group in particular had attracted a woman’s attention.
One of the girls was brown haired with a small chest. She had wide hips and a thick waist. She slouched and the bags under her eyes showed that she had been working hard. She was chatting with another girl.
"My boyfriend is taking me to a bar tonight. God what the hell is he thinking taking me out to try and get me drunk on a Thursday night? I know what he wants. He wants me so drunk that I won’t be able to say ‘no’ to sex when he takes me back to his place."
"You can always tell him you don’t want to go," said the other girl on the couch.
"I can’t. I still have feelings for him, and he is so possessive. I tried to leave him once, but in two weeks we were back together. He wouldn’t leave, and I guessed that another shot was worth it."
As it by some magic a woman appeared before the girls on the couch. She had brown hair and a less than well-defined body shape. Her brown eyes were hidden under thick bushy eyebrows. She wore a read short sleeve shirt and jeans short pants. She was smiling at the girls with a face that was quite plain and lacked makeup.
"Hi," she said with a high-pitched chipper voice, "I’m Amber Smith. I think that we’re in the same psychology class."
The woman who was complaining about her boyfriend blinked at Amber a few times and then a smile came across her face and said, "Oh that’s right you sit in the back don’t you. That’s right, hi, I’m Courtney Dickson." Courtney extended her hand to Amber and they shook like they were long lost friends. "What can I do for you?"
Amber cleared her throat and said, "I need some help with the psychology assignment. I was hoping that you could help me out with it?"
Courtney looked into Amber’s eyes. If there was something there, the other girl on the couch couldn’t see it. Courtney blinked a few times and then again with a smile said, "oh sure, I’d be glad to help."
"Cool," Amber said, "most of my books are back at my place would you mind coming over?"
"What time?" Courtney asked.
"Now," Amber said without pause.
Courtney looked into Ambers eyes and her smile, which was about to slip, widened again as she said, "sure." Courtney began to push her books into the black backpack on the floor at her feet. "Beth," Courtney said to her friend on the couch, "I’ll catch you later. Say hi to Heather for me."
"Okay," Beth said a little confused.
"I live at 1253 Rose street," Amber said to Beth, "just in case."
"Let’s go," Courtney said eager to help her new friend.
The house with the black numbers 1253 was a typical building near the university. It had a red brick exterior with a small porch and white pillars surrounding the porch. It was two stories with a gray roof and white fake shutters around the windows. All of the windows were open to allow the wind to blow through. There was a driveway on the side that leads to a garage in back.
All along the edge of the house was a small patch of earth where winter damaged flowers were starting to grow again. Amber bounced up to the front door, with Courtney in tow, and rang the doorbell on the white door jamb. "Come in," was heard from the windows above the porch, and that is just what the two girls did. The first room was the living room with a couch and a few overstuffed chairs facing a large television. Amber headed for the stairs at the back of the living room that let up to the second floor. Amber led Courtney into the first door on the right of the top of the stairs.
The room was longer that would have been expected. The end with the door on it had a chair to the left and right that sat in the corners. The walls had tall bookshelves filled with different sized hard back books and many different colored binders. At the far end of the room was a desk, facing the door, covered with papers and against the left wall was a computer, and behind the desk were the screened windows. More important was the man behind the desk. He was about twenty-five years old. He had a head of short brown hair that had a slight part in it.
He was sitting down, but he looked to be about five foot eight. His brown eyes were looking deep into the computer monitor. The monitor had many mathematical calculations on it."Hang on I’ll be right with you," he said with his chin in his right hand.
Courtney stood in the middle of the open space with her feet together, as if at attention, wondering what was going on. Amber was smiling looking from the man behind the desk to Courtney fidgeting standing there. The wind had kicked up and the screened windows were creating a breeze in the room that brought with it the smell of spring and something to cool off the increasingly nervous Courtney.
"I don’t know how this could possibly work," the man said shaking his head at the computer. "Oh well I work on it later." He swiveled in his chair to face the two ladies. "Well Amber who did you bring me today?"
"This Courtney Dickson," Amber said. "I believe that you will be pleased with her."
"I trust you made all the necessary arrangements," the man said to Amber. Amber just smiled. "Oh well I trust you. Courtney Dickson my name is Frank Cartwright, and I am now your master. You may call me Frank or Master I don’t care which."
"What?" Courtney said in shock.
The man smiled, "right let me explain. I can make you do, think, forget, remember, believe, and/or feel anything I want. I can also control your body. I can make you look like anything I want."
"This is bullshit," Courtney said.
"Right," Frank said. His eyes gave a little twitch and Courtney moved. She stepped over to Amber as if it were nothing. Courtney pulled Amber’s face toward hers and pressed their lips together. The kiss was filled with passion as Courtney slipped her tongue into Amber’s mouth, and Amber did as well. With her eyes closed Courtney felt the wave of pleasure fill her as the kiss continued. After half a minute the kiss was broken off and Courtney resumed her place in the room. Amber was grinning like a small child who knew a secret.
"Oh shit," Courtney said when she realized what had happened.
"But you enjoyed that kiss didn’t you?" Frank asked.
Courtney didn’t want to answer but Frank’s eyes gave another twitch. "Yes," she said.
"I could have made you hate it. I could have made you be disgusted with yourself. I could have made you want to vomit during that kiss, but I didn’t," Frank said with a small smile. The screen saver on his monitor kicked in as pipes filled the screen.
"What are you going to do to me?" Courtney asked filled with fear?
"Help you, and myself at the same time," Frank said. "First thing I’m going to help you with is get rid of those nasty cancers."
"Cancers!" Courtney yelled. "What cancers?"
"You didn’t know? You have a cancerous growth in your left breast, and one in your left ovary," Frank said in a soothing voice. "Not to worry, I’ve taken care of both tumors, and all the cancer cells that were floating around in your body."
Courtney fidgeted again then said, "I also have scoliosis."
"Not to worry," Frank said, "taken care of." His eyes twitched and Courtney felt her back seem to slacken and she felt the constant pressure on her right side seem to disappear. "Now that’s taken care of lets work on your body. First your brown hair, it’s too common, so let’s make it red." Courtney pulled a lock of her hair to where she could see it and her brown hair certainly turned to a red color. "No, that’s not enough," Frank said, "I want it to be really red."
The lock of hair in Courtney’s hand turned a bright red, almost to the point it looked artificial. "Now about your eyes," Frank said. "Brown eyes and red hair just don’t go together. How about we make your eyes green, bright green." Frank pulled a mirror out of his desk and handed it to Amber. Amber pointed the mirror at Courtney’s face. Courtney couldn’t believe what her eyes now looked like. White surrounded bright green muscle that was not there when she looked at herself that morning. She saw her face completely different from what it looked like ever before. Her now red hair fell over her face that lit up with bright green eyes. She wanted to cry, but she knew that more was coming.
"I would like to remove the hair on your body that is not on top of your head, your eyebrows, or between your legs. Is that okay with you?" Frank asked Courtney.
"What?" Courtney said not listening.
"I asked if I could remove the hair that’s not on the top of your head, over your eyes, or between your legs. I would like your permission."
"You can do anything you want," Courtney said. "I can’t stop you."
"That’s not what I want," Frank said. "I will change you back to the way you were, before you leave, but while you are here I would like to know if there is anything you don’t want me to do to you."
"Why," Courtney said, "you could make me enjoy anything you do to me. You could give me a ten-inch dick and make me love having it."
"True, but a person’s mind is something I would rather not fiddle around with. You are your own person, and I would rather not make you into a mindless fuck slave," Frank said calmly.
"You’re going to change me back to the way I was when I leave?" Courtney said.
"Yes," Frank said nodding.
"Then fine you may do whatever you want to me," Courtney said, "and as long as you change my mind back you can change my mind too."
"We’ll get to that," Frank said. "You might want to take off your cloths. It will be easier in the long run." Courtney smirked her mouth and pulled off her shirt and then slipped off her short jeans pants. She stood there in her white cotton panties, and without a bra. Her breasts were almost nonexistent at the size they were. Her nipples were as pale as her breasts. Courtney’s stomach was thick with a good layer of fat that was covered up by her shirt. "I do like my ladies a bit taller than you are so let’s make you five feet ten inches tall. Your arms will be in proportion to your new height. Now about your measurements, what are they by the way?"
Courtney hesitated for only a moment, "34-28-38 last I checked."
"Right," Frank said, "lets take care of the fat first, and the loose skin that will follow."
Courtney seemed to shrink in size. Her arms and legs seemed to contract in, her waist deflated and her breasts became slightly more obvious. "I also like my women with some muscle on them." Courtney’s arms thickened up as small muscles on her arms became obvious. Her calf muscles grew to the point that they could be seen pushing out to create definition on the skin. Her thighs were laced with taught muscles under the skin. Her waist grew the six muscles around her navel. "That’s nice. You did have some muscle to begin with."
"That’s from carrying around all that fat," Courtney said with a laugh. "What’s next?"
"Now we’re going to take care of your hips. No offense intended but I don’t care what some songs sing I don’t like large butts. I think that 35 inches is enough, since most of it is muscle."
Courtney had to grab onto her panties to keep them from falling down. "Could you make it so I don’t care about if I’m naked?"
"Oh sure," Frank said and his eyes twitched. Courtney breathed a sigh of relief and dropped her white cotton panties to show her red snatch. "Now about your waist. I like thin waists, and with the fat gone I would estimate you to have about a 26 or a 27-inch waist, but I want it thinner. How about a fifteen-inch waist?"
Courtney’s waist contracted and her rib cage hung over her now very narrow waist making her look like her spine was all that was between her heart and hips. "Too narrow," Courtney said with a look of disapproval.
"Really," Frank said, "you think so?" His eyes twitched.
"Oh no master I love what you did to me," Courtney said chipper and happy. "Make me thinner." Frank’s eyes twitched again. Courtney realized what she just said, and then said, "right I have to obey you. I got it."
"No, no," Frank said, "I just wanted a little fun. Here, how about a twenty-four-inch waist? How do you like that?"
"Better," Courtney said feeling her smooth skin. "Hey my scar is gone."
"Yes I removed all blemishes on your body. I made your skin smooth like you had just gotten out of the shower where you used some body-cream. I also removed the moles on your body," Frank said. "Okay how about your breasts?"
"Bigger, defiantly bigger," Courtney said.
"Do you have a preference on the shape?" Frank asked. "For instance do you want them to be floppy or firm or narrow or wide?"
Courtney blushed, "I always like the women who have the breasts that are concave on top with nipples that points up."
"Oh you mean like these," Frank said and Courtney’s breasts grew. They grew to B size and her nipples darkened. Her smooth skin held the bags of flesh underneath were round, and on top they slopped down before going up at her nipples. They looked like two human ski jumps on her chest.
"Yeah that’s what I mean," Courtney said looking down and feeling her new breasts. "Gosh I expected them to be bigger." She looked from her breasts to Frank. Frank smiled and his eyes twitched. The extra weight pulled Courtney down a little as her breasts grew two cup sizes. Then Frank increased her back muscles and she stood upright. Her breasts were so large they now pressed against each other. "Okay poor choice of words on my part," Courtney said, "I didn’t mean that I wanted my breasts to be larger. I just expected you to make them larger."
"I know," Frank said. Just when it seemed that he was going to leave Courtney with her huge mounds they deflated to C size breasts.
"What’s next?" Courtney asked.
"What do you want?" Frank asked.
"A tan would be nice," Courtney said looking down at herself.
"Done," Frank said and Courtney’s body turned a golden tan color. "Is there anything else you would want?"
Courtney thought for a moment, "I don’t want any of this, but since it’s obvious that you are going to make me have sex with Amber it might be nice if I had a longer tongue."
Frank looked over at Amber. She had since taken a seat in one of the chairs by the door. Frank looked to her and Amber answered the question that didn’t need to be asked. "Hey if she can make me cum faster, I’m all for it," Amber said with a wave of her hand.
Frank gave a little shrug of his shoulders and his eyes twitched. Courtney could feel that her mouth filled a little. She stuck her tongue out and tried to see if she could touch her nose. Not only could Courtney touch her nose with her tongue but she could touch the spot on her face between her eyes. "Wow," Courtney said realizing that she could speak normally. "I can’t wait to have some ice cream with this tongue."
Frank gave a little laugh at this. There stood his creation. She was tall with long muscular legs. Her snatch was crowned with a bush of bright red hair. Her hips were smaller with her hip bones noticeable. Her thin waist was accented with a six-pack of muscles. Her breasts were large and soft, ready to be played with. Her neck was thin, without the fat, and led up to her face that without the fat showed she had very predominate cheek bones. Bright green eyes were looking out from under a mane of bright red hair. "Good," Frank said, "this will be Courtney Changed Dickson."
"What?" Courtney asked.
"When you are back to normal and I want you to look like this again all I have to do is activate the Courtney Changed Dickson," Frank said. "I can change you back to the way you were with Courtney Normal Dickson."
Instantly Courtney changed back to the way she was. She shrank and her legs and arms fattened up. Her waist widened and fat filled in under the skin. Her hair and eyes turned to a dull brown. Her breasts shrank to the point that they were just little bumps on her chest.
Courtney looked down at herself. "Wow this sucks," Courtney said looking down at her old body. "My boyfriend would love for me to have the other body."
"Your boyfriend?" Frank asked.
"Yeah Chuck," Courtney said. "I’m supposed to go out to a bar tonight with him, but something tells me I’m not going to make it."
"What time tonight?" Frank asked looking at Amber. She was seated in the chair with her feet planted on the ground trying to be as small as possible.
"In about an hour," Courtney said. "To tell the truth I think he wanted to get me drunk and fuck me. I hate to admit it, but you seem nicer than he is."
This got Frank’s attention, "Please continue."
"Well," Courtney said, "you asked my opinion, and wanted to check to see if it was okay with me if you could change me. If Chuck had your abilities he would make me look like some playmate and fuck me without even letting me speak. I don’t want to say you have a heart, but you are kinder than he."
Frank thought for a moment and then said to Courtney, "Please call your boyfriend and tell him that you won’t be making it your date tonight. Say you are helping a friend and it is going to take longer than expect. Be very apologetic and reschedule your date." Frank pushed his phone around to Courtney.
Courtney punched in a number and soon she was talking with someone, "Hey Chuck it’s me. No, I’m not ready to go out. Look I promised to help out a friend with her psychology project and it’s taking longer than expected. I’m sorry. I can’t get away. No, Chuck I won’t. Can we go out say tomorrow? Okay how about Saturday? Okay we’ll go out to that bar on Saturday. Thanks Chuck, bye."
"Good," Frank said to Courtney. His eyes where then cast with a dark shadow and he gazed upon Amber. He raised his right hand and did the pulling motion with his index finger. Amber looked like she was trying to hold onto the chair, fighting the control that Frank had over her. She stood up and came to him wiggling her ass trying to look sexy. "Amber Changed Smith," Frank said.
The look of shock came over Amber’s face. Her hair fell down about her shoulders turning a platinum blond. Her face slimmed down as her cheek bones became prominent on the sides of her face. Her brown eyes turned a bright sky blue. The fat on her body was instantly gone. Her hips shifted as she grew a few inches. Her waist became impossibly thin. Her pants fell to the ground, and so did her red lace underwear showing a shaved area between her legs.
Her breasts exploded out of her chest tearing her shirt open to show DD sized round breasts firm and gravity defying. Amber’s lips became full and deep red. Her eyebrows turned into dark pencil thin lines over her bright blue eyes.
"Please Frank," Amber began but was quickly cut off by her master.
"Silence," Frank said mad. "Tell the truth did you know that Courtney was going on a date tonight with her boyfriend?"
Amber tried to bite her tongue but the words came out, "yes I over heard her at the library."
Frank was getting mad, "I would like to know, after all the orders I gave you about finding someone unattached, that you purposefully went after someone who not only had a boyfriend but was also going on a date this very night?"
"I wanted," Amber began but stopped and started again, "you have said on more than one occasion that your life had gotten dull, and you wanted it more interesting. I thought that the jealous boyfriend coming here, or maybe even the police, it would add some interest into your life."
"That is not your purpose!" Frank yelled raising his left arm to point at Amber. Courtney gasp at what she saw. Frank didn’t have a left hand. His arm ended just beyond the wrist. The skin and what was left of bone sloped down from where the thumb would be to where the pinky finger would begin. The scar, where the skin came together at the end of his stump, was clean like a surgeon had made it. Frank on the other hand was not done yelling at Amber. "I cure you of a disease that was going to kill you. I give you back the body that you had before you get sick. I boosted your I.Q. to near genius levels. I even give you the ability to persuade people bordering on mind control. I do all this for you and yet you still have the gull to try and have the police come after me. I could lose my position at the university. I might even be put in jail. Is that what you wanted? Did you want me to go to prison so you could use the power I gave you for illegal activities? What, go rob a bank that you talked about when I first gave you your power? You are such a bitch!"
"Please," Amber said on the verge of tears.
"Freeze," Frank said and Amber stopped cold with her arms risen up and her face about to cry.
Courtney looked at Frank with fear in her eyes. Frank on the other hand was taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. Courtney wanted to stay out of whatever was going on, but there she was, naked as the woman next to her, in the middle of things. When Courtney felt that Frank had calmed down enough she spoke, "um excuse me Frank, master, whatever, may I ask a question?"
Frank breathed in again and ran his hand and stub through his hair and looked at Courtney. His face was quickly losing the red that had filled it. When he let out the long breath, he said, "yes you may ask your question."
Courtney cleared her throat and said, "what is Amber’s purpose?"
"Oh," Frank said thinking that it would have been another question. "As you can guess, I have control over people. Well I do use it to have sex. I use to keep one person on hand so I could have sex whenever I felt like it. Wow, that was many years ago. Anyhow I found that one person could be very lonely when I am not around, or she may be busy, so I decided that two women would be enough. If one woman was busy, I would see if the other had some free time.
After a few years I found myself feeling more comfortable with these women as roommates than slaves. Oh we would have sex, but if they didn’t want to have sex I would, most of the time, honor their wishes. If they wanted to have sex, and I didn’t ask for it, if I wasn’t busy I would oblige her. One of my roommates, Susan, graduated over winter break, good for her. I am going off to Germany this summer, to see one of their labs, so I felt that Amber would like some company for the two months that I will be gone. That is why I gave her the persuasive power that she now has, but she won’t have for long, to find someone. She chose you to get back at me because she always knew Susan was my favorite. I hope that doesn’t upset you."
"No," Courtney said thinking. "I understand now."
"You understand what?" Frank asked.
"All of this, why you use your power to make the woman you want. Why you let us keep most of our free will. Why Amber was mad with you. I understand all of this," Courtney said.
"What’s your major?" Frank asked inquisitively.
"Psychology," Courtney said, "I’m a Sophomore."
"Then please explain this all to me," Frank said. "Keep it simple I’m only a physicist."
Courtney gave a little laugh at that. "Okay simple, you use your power over women to make them interested in you. You do this because you may believe you are ugly because you don’t have a left hand."
"Hey," Frank said.
"Hang on," Courtney said continuing, "you feel bad since you can change anyone around you, but you can’t change the fact that you’ll never wear a wedding ring on the proper finger. I know this because you didn’t show me your hand until you got mad at Amber." Frank opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it to let Courtney continue. "All you want is to keep us from over looking the fact that you don’t have a left hand. You change us to make us look like the type of woman you would want to go after if you didn’t have a stump on your left arm."
"And a longer dick," Frank said under his breath.
Courtney smiled at that but continued with her analysis, "Amber was mad at you because she finally realizes what it is like to be you. She can have anyone she wants, like you, but you hold back, and I doubt she would, so in a way she envies you. She also hates you because for moths she has been the only woman you have had sex with, right?"
"Right," Frank said finally realizing what was going on.
"So she is jealous of the fact that you want someone other than her. Amber picked me so that when the cops did come here and, possibly arrest you, the only person you could turn to is she. She loves you, and would do anything for you, but she’s selfish." Courtney shrugged her shoulders and looked at the still frozen Amber, in a crying pose. "Of course I’m only a Sophomore, and I might have missed something."
"You know what you say makes sense," Frank said. "And I haven’t even raised your I.Q. yet."
"There’s a reason why I’m in college," Courtney said. "Besides," Courtney walked sexily up to Frank’s chair and got down on her knees, "my head can be used for other things." She pulled down the zipper on Frank’s pants and moved his dick out from under his boxer shorts.
Her cool wet tongue ran over the short length sending a chill up Frank’s spine. Her lips wrapped around the quickly enlarging shaft and she started to suck. She moved her head up and down again slicking it up as Frank’s shaft became engorged with blood. Frank tipped his head back as he felt the sensation of Courtney’s mouth do magic to his dick. Frank heard something and then suddenly Courtney stopped her pleasuring and something cold came in contact with his dick.
"Seven inches," Courtney said holding a ruler to Frank’s enlarged penis, "the same size as my boyfriends, but yours is wider, and he hasn’t been circumcised."
Frank looked down in shock as if trying to figure out why she stopped. He looked over at the immobile Amber and she started to move. "Finish me," Frank ordered of her, and Amber came over quickly to suck Frank off. Frank grabbed her head to look directly into her eyes and said, "swallow it all." Amber’s platinum blond head bobbed up and down on Frank’s short shaft and then she slowed down feeling that Frank was about release his seed. Frank’s sperm shot into Amber’s mouth, and her full lips kept it inside her head as her throat flexed and moved the sweet nectar down her neck. When she was sure that she had milked his dick for all it was worth
Amber raised her head, and Frank’s dick made a popping sound when it came out of her mouth. Frank’s eyes twitched and Amber resumed her place before his desk. Frank stuffed his dick back into his pants and carefully zipped them up. "Right," Frank said, "that was informative. But you must be punished." Frank was pointing with his right hand at Amber.
Suddenly Amber’s breasts grew and grew. Her breasts became the size of basket balls. They kept growing to the size of beach balls. Amber was having trouble standing as they grew even larger. Soon her breasts were each five feet in diameter still standing firmly out from her chest.
She had one leg in front and one behind her enlarging breasts. They kept growing and her nipples were now each the size of a pizza with a football on top. When they reached seven feet in diameter Amber, couldn’t hold them any longer and they fell to the floor with a thud, but they kept growing. Soon the reached from the floor to the ceiling, and that is when they stopped growing.
Amber was panting hard from the exertion, and all she could do is stand there with her large mounds keeping her standing and in place. Frank picked up the ruler that Courtney had used and asked her, "so what do you thing?" Frank slapped one of Amber’s nipples with the ruler. This sent an enormous wave of pleasure directly to Amber’s pussy nearly giving her an orgasm.
Courtney looked around to see the platinum head of Amber. Amber had to tilt back her head for if she put her head where it normally would be she would not be able to breathe.
Courtney looked to Frank and said, "To be honest this isn’t much of a punishment."
"Oh," Frank asked, "what would you suggest?"
"Give her to my boyfriend," Courtney said sarcastically.
"Okay," Frank said, "why not."
"Well I can tell you that my boyfriend would not turn down having sex with two women,"
Courtney said. "There are some things that Chuck wanted that I wouldn’t even consider, but you could make Amber do each and every one of them."
Frank asked, "what were some of those things?"
Courtney thought for a moment, "he always wanted to take me anally. Let’s see Chuck has this ridding crop that he has always wanted to push as far into my pussy as possible, and I never would let him. He always like the idea of some how giving a woman an orgasm while she sucked his dick. I think is favorite idea, thou, was to breast fuck a woman. You know putting your dick between a woman’s breasts until you cum, that thing."
"Yes I’m familiar with it," Frank said. "And with her power of persuasion she could make this Chuck do increasingly painful and demeaning things to her. Yes I do like this idea."
Amber’s breasts deflated, to only slightly larger than they were. "Okay Amber here’s what we’re going to do. On Saturday when Courtney goes on her date with Chuck you will go with them, as you are. You will use your power of persuasion to make it so Chuck will want to have sex with you and only you, not Courtney. You will make Chuck want to do anything and everything to you, and you will do it. You will make him do things that are increasingly demeaning and sexually painful and degrading. Whenever you two are done having sex your ability of persuasion will leave you, but you will always be with this Chuck, you are going to be his girlfriend slash sex slave. Do you understand, Amber?" Amber gave a little mumble so Frank asked again, "do you understand the orders that I have given you?"
"Yes Frank," Amber said unhappy.
"What was that?" Frank asked with narrowed angry eyes.
Amber stood at attention with her breasts sticking out, "yes master I understand."
"Good," Frank said, "now go to your room and do the homework that I know your professors gave you." Frank’s eyes gave a little twitch. Amber left the room, naked and transformed from when she entered. As she passed through the doorway, she started to rub her nipples and clit.
The sun had gone below the horizon and the room was starting to get dark. Frank reached over and snapped on the desk lamp. "Flip the switch on the wall there, would you,"
Frank asked of Courtney. Courtney found the switch, just next to the door, and turned on the overhead light. Courtney looked up and saw two impressions on the ceiling where Amber’s breasts were. Frank looked tired as he looked up at Courtney. He smiled and so did she.
"You might want to draw those blinds," Courtney said indicating the blinds behind Frank.
"I can see your neighbors across the street start to take interest in the fact I don’t have any clothes on."
Frank gave a little laugh and dropped the slats making the college students across the street start to yell and boo. Frank started to crack up, and Courtney started to laugh to. Soon both of them were laughing their hearts out. Frank wiped tears from his eyes and got his laughter under control. Courtney had taken a seat in one of the chairs to laugh off the situation. "Right, I’m okay," Frank said giggling, "I have no idea why that was so funny, but it was."
Courtney was still giggling when she said, "so now what?"
Frank got his giggling under control, "well if you don’t have anything you would want to do, we could order a pizza, after you got dressed that is." This started another round of giggling. Courtney stopped giggling and said, "after an afternoon like this like this I’m horny as hell. If you’re up to it I wouldn’t mind seeing what you’ve got?"
Frank smiled and stood up, "let me show you to my bed room. Would you prefer your old or new body?"
"Oh hell my new one please," Courtney said.
Frank put his arm around Courtney’s waist and she did the same to his as they walked out the door. "Courtney Changed Dickson."
A month later Courtney was on the couch with Frank’s arm draped around her. She was resting her head on his chest as the credits of Casablanca scrolled across the screen of the television. "I always loved that movie," Courtney said. She had changed some since before meeting Frank. She was not the flaming red head her changed persona was, but her breasts were larger and she had far less fat than before. She looked up at Frank and could see his face. "You didn’t like it," Courtney said.
"Well," Frank began, "I can honestly say that this was the first time I have ever seen that movie, and I’m hoping that it will get better."
"It can’t get better," Courtney said slapping his chest, "these are the credits."
"Okay in that case I didn’t like it," Frank said.
Courtney gave a little sigh, "I see I have much to teach you grasshopper."
"So you didn’t like Dr. Strangelove, and I didn’t like Casablanca," Frank said. "People in love can disagree."
"You love me," Courtney said in shock. Frank closed his mouth realizing that this was the first time he said it out loud. When Courtney realized that he wasn’t going to say anything she sat up and kissed him full on the mouth. "It’s about time you said something like that,"
Courtney said. "Frank I love you."
The two love birds lip locked again. When they broke off Frank asked the important question, "so how is the studying German going?"
THE END
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