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Subject: {ASSM} Avatar [9/?]
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Now, onto the boring stuff
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DISCLAIMERS
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This story contains scenes of an erotic and/or controversial nature,
and is not intended for the perusal of minors. Further if perusal of
such material is considered illegal in your area or immoral by your
religion or personal beliefs, you should likewise bypass this story.
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All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any
resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.
This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic. The
parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely
at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no
apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or
magic that may be broken within the story.
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Now onto the fun stuff
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Avatar Pt 9
David, shape shifted into his old form, finished cleaning the dishes
from the evening meal. Professor Abbott had made him cook dinner,
then they ate in silence. The professor then went back to his tent,
obviously expecting David to just handle the clean up alone. The
only problem David really found was that the professor wouldn't stay
in his tent, so David couldn't just make everything clean. But David
didn't mind the work. It was no less than he expected when he had
learned that he had been assigned to the professor. Besides, David
didn't want to become too reliant on his new abilities.
When he finished, he noticed the professor sitting in front of his
tent smoking a pipe. That would be another thing that would have to
change. Doctor Cole hated smokers. A woman could have the body of a
super-model, but if she smoked, the doctor wouldn't even consider a
relationship.
David took a stick, sat down, and started carving. After a few
minutes, professor Abbott went back inside his tent. David expanded
his senses into the tent, waiting until the professor was starting to
drift off. David then shifted his body into the form of Amber Cole,
with one difference between the legs. David was now an athletic
blonde. His hair was tied up in the tight bun that she always wore
to work. His breasts were smaller than they were in base form, but
his height was about the same. His clothes were the simple business
suit that doctor Cole always wore when teaching her classes,
including the flats that she preferred.
David walked right into the professor's tent. The professor was just
drifting off, but when he saw a figure at the entrance, he started to
wake up. "David, is that-" Then he saw who David wanted him to see.
"Doctor Cole? Is that you?"
David smiled, barely visible in the dim evening light. "Professor
Patrick Abbott, we need to talk about this infatuation you have with
me."
"Don't say that." Professor Abbott sat up on his cot. "I love you, Amber."
"I'm sorry, Pat, but even if that's true, you're just not what I'm
looking for in a sexual partner right now. Please stop bothering me
with flowers and candy."
"Please, Amber, I'll do anything."
"Anything? It'll mean a lot of changes."
"I don't care."
David smiled. He went over and sat beside the professor. He made
them both naked, but the professor didn't question it. David knew
that when the professor woke up tomorrow he'd chalk it all up to a
dream. But that was tomorrow.
David stroked Patrick's chest sensually as he pushed the professor
onto his back. Patrick tried to take David's breasts in hand, but
David deflected them. "Ah-ah. First change you have to accept. I'm
in charge. You do what I say, when I say, and not before."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Today, you do nothing. You just let me do things to you. You let
me do WHATEVER I want. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
David lay the professor on his back, then kissed his face, neck, and
chest sucking Patrick's nipple into his mouth. Patrick didn't get
why "doctor Cole" was doing that, but he found it strangely
pleasurable, and felt his dick growing hard under her tender actions.
After a few minutes of that, he felt her parting his legs. He
wondered what she was doing when he felt a strange hardness at his
ass. He was about to ask what it was when "Amber" shoved her hips
forward. He felt a sudden hard rod force its way past his sphincter
and into his bowels. He felt it start moving in and out of him in
time with the way Amber was moving her hips when he figured out what
was going on. "You've got a... And you're..."
Amber completed his thoughts. "I've got a dick and I'm fucking you."
Patrick tried to protest, tried to stop this, but all he could do was
moan. In pleasure! He knew he shouldn't like this, but there was
this incredible surging pleasure from deep within his ass. He was
getting fucked and loving it!
Amber told him, "Wrap your legs around me. Pull me into you."
Patrick wrapped his legs around her. He didn't expect to be so
flexible, but was surprised when he managed to cross his ankles
behind her back and pull her closer to him. She continued to slam
into his ass until he felt a strange surging pleasure, and his entire
body trembled and exploded in orgasm. He barely felt the strange
warmth enter his ass, a little bit dribbling out from around Amber's
dick.
After they came down, Amber stroked his face in a most unmanly
fashion. "were you pleased by my actions, Pat? Did you like what I
did?" Patrick could only nod. "Say it, Pat. Say what I did, and
tell me you liked it."
"You... fucked me. And... I loved it."
Amber kissed him. "Tomorrow we start teaching you how to please me."
She then waved her hand over his eyes and he was fast asleep.
David shifted back to his base form and left the tent. Before he
exited he turned back and stared at the sleeping professor. David
had barely had to touch the professor's mind to get him to enjoy
every second of the act. The professor showed real potential for
becoming a submissive little woman. Of course, just being a woman
was only the start of what "Patricia" would be going through on this
island before they left.
************
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"This is reality, not T.V. Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure. I just like T.V. better."
J R D
jrdss@micronet.net
ICQ#37222294
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