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Subject: {ASSM} NEW The Metamorphosis  Part 1 (TG, FF, MF)
Date: Fri, 17 Aug 2001 14:10:02 -0400
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NOTE TO THE READER:  The idea for this story came from a
conversation when LW and I were sailing last summer.  We were
discussing the differences in sexual response between men and
women and tried to describe our respective arousal patterns and
orgasms to one another.  I've always wondered what it would be
like to be a man for a short period of time and have those
experiences.  I'm not in a position to write a TG story in that
direction as I'm sure to get some of the feelings wrong.  This
present work is an effort to better explain to LW what he might
go through if the magic shoe was on his foot.  You will have to
bear with me as this will be a multi-part story and I will tell
you now, it isn't finished.  I would welcome any ideas that you
might have regarding the direction it should take.  By my
reckoning it's between one third and one half done, so there's a
lot more writing to come.  Apologies of course to Franz Kafka for
the obvious derivations.

The usual disclaimer applies: This story contains descriptions of
sexual activity and should not be read by anyone under the age of
18 even if they are molecular biologists.  Any comments that the
gentle reader has should be directed to me at:

allison_george@hotmail.com

My lawyer wants me to advise all readers that this story is
copyright under 17 USC Section 102.  Permission is given to
download a single copy of this story for the purpose of reading
it off line.  Permission is also granted to archive the text in
its entirety on any non-profit web site.  Any other distribution
including posting of this story to a commercial web site without
the author's permission is strictly prohibited.

The Metamorphosis  - Part One

By Allison George (c) 2001

Tuesday morning Dani Jacob woke up a woman.  The breaking
mid-November dawn cast a pale shadow over the bed where the
24-year-old graduate student began to stir.  Emerging from a
fog-like trance, Dani sat up in bed and shook 'his' head trying
to get rid of a lingering headache.  'He' thought it odd to feel
so poorly after only a single glass of wine the proceeding
evening.  Clad in a cotton flannel nightshirt to protect against
the frosty chill of the apartment, Dani walked to the bathroom
with the urgent need to empty a full bladder.  Raising the toilet
seat, Dani reached down to feel for 'his' cock that would direct
the needed stream of pee into the waiting bowl.  As 'he' moved
the bottom of the nightshirt aside, Dani felt only a furry flat
patch, quickly coming to the sudden realization that his cock was
no longer there. Shuddering, Dani raised the hem of the
nightshirt to 'his' navel and gazed upon a soft feathery dark
narrow triangle of pubic hair.  Turning quickly to the mirror
Dani was shocked to see not the face of a virile young man, but
the softer more delicate features of a woman.  Large brown eyes
and a tousled mop of fine black hair reflected back at a face
accustomed to seeing blue eyes and sandy brown hair.  Delicate
eyebrows, a smooth alabaster complexion, and small gold studs in
each earlobe completed the picture.

Dani's legs weakened with the realization that a genetic
transformation, not unlike the chromosomal replacement therapy
that Dr. Tatum invented had taken place. Dani and the other
graduate students routinely performed chromosome exchanges on a
number of different laboratory animals.  However, to Dani's
knowledge it had never been attempted on any species larger than
a dog.  This was not a search for a new cure to rare genetic
conditions but a malicious trick of the worst kind.

Shivering, Dani grasped the tiled wash basin for support.  Dani's
head slumped down, 'his' chin resting on the top of 'his' chest.
This could only be a bad dream.  Relax, Dani thought, and breathe
slowly.  As 'his' strength returned, Dani raised his head to gaze
into the mirror once more.  The young woman's face stared back
with a quizzical expression as if saying, 'don't you know me?'
It was then that Dani noticed a bright red lipstick-inscribed
note in the bottom right of the mirror.

--
Sorry that you had to see it first this way.  There's a note and
some other things you need on the dresser.

Love D

PS:  Don't forget to pee!!!
--

Lowering the toilet seat Dani sat down pulling up the nightshirt.
A heavy flow of urine spilled forth into the bowl.  Dani thought
about the note on the mirror.  'D' was short for Diane
Hunt-Morgan, Dr. Peter Tatum's senior medical research fellow.
Following the receipt of her MD degree she joined Dr. Tatum's
research group at the University (or U as most of the students
referred to it) eight years ago and was a co-investigator on
several of the large research grants that funded the lab.
Despite the fact that she was nine years older than Dani, they
struck up an immediate friendship when he joined the research
team two years ago.  They became lovers three months ago.

No longer possessing a penis that could simply be shaken off and
air-dried, Dani pulled some toilet paper and daubed at the trace
amount of pee that lingered on her nether lips.  Flushing the
toilet, Dani walked back into the bedroom to look for the
promised note.

The note was indeed there under a pale blue lace bra and panty
set.  Dani moved the delicate undergarments to one side and with
shaking hands picked up the note.  Moving to the bed, the young
student fluffed up the pillows and sat down to read the note.

--
Friday Night:  11:30

Dani:

By the time you read this note it will be either Monday or
Tuesday.  Dr. Tatum and I don't know how long a human will sleep
following chromosome exchange therapy.  As you know the hamsters
only slept for about five minutes while the cats and dogs usually
dozed off for a half-hour.  You never knew that carried out
experiments on some larger farm animals at the Vet school.  The
experiments on the cows and horses worked wonderfully.  We were
able to replace chromosomes at will!!

Of course we had to see if this would work on humans.  Both Dr.
Tatum and I realized that we could never get approval from the
Institutional Review Board at the Med School to do an experiment
of this magnitude.  We recognized that the subject had to be one
of the grad students.  The computer's random number generator
spewed out your number.  I'm sorry that it turned out this way.
Anyway, I'm not sure how much of your memory about last Friday
evening is still there.  With the lab animals we were never able
to gauge the effect of the chromosome exchange therapy on memory.
They always appeared to be OK using all the Skinner box tests.

Getting back to last Friday, we had dinner at Luria's in
celebration of our three-month anniversary.  I told you that I
had a special bottle of Zinfandel back at the apartment that we
would drink for dessert. Some dessert, huh!!  One drink, and
thanks to the Dalmane, you were out like a light.  Dr. Tatum had
brought the chromosome exchanger over earlier in the evening and
set it up in the bedroom.

We simply swapped out your Y-chromosomes for X-chromosomes
throughout your body.  Several years ago Dr. Tatum began
collecting tissue samples from students here at the university as
part of the long-term genetic research.  As you know one of the
first instruments that we developed in the lab was the chromosome
separator.  Once the efficiency of the instrument was established
we began to separate and catalogue all of the different collected
samples.  By the time we were finished with the project 2000
student samples had been separated and stored in liquid nitrogen.
Because of our relationship, Dr. Tatum let me pick out your X
chromosome donor.

It was a tough choice believe me.  I know that most men are
predisposed to blond blue-eyed women with large breasts.  I
couldn't see you as one, particularly if it encouraged some of
the miscreants here at the U to hit on you.  I finally decided on
the sample from an intern we had in the lab four years ago.  Her
name was Karen and she was really quite striking with ink black
hair and lovely brown eyes.  Karen's shape was, from my
perspective, ideal with nice perky breasts (not too big, you know
my feelings about the silicon enhanced generation) and hips that
filled out a pair Levis without threatening to burst the seams.
There was always a bounce in her walk when she strolled down the
hall.  You'll also be glad to know that she was no dummy.  I
think she's about to finish medical school this year.

They're a couple of other points that I need to cover in this
note.  We don't know quite how the donor X chromosome will pair
up with your X chromosome.  Dr. Tatum and I did see the change in
hair and eye color almost immediately.  We know that the male
organs are gone and that there was both a height and weight loss.
As you might imagine it was difficult moving your comatose body
to get precise measurements (I'm dying to see how your breasts
came out!!!).  I did the ear piercing; I've always found it fun
to go shopping for new earrings.  I hope you do too.  I'm sure
that you will go back to the mirror after you read this and begin
to examine the results in more detail!!

The only people that know about this experiment are Dr. Tatum,
myself, and of course you.  We told your fellow lab mates that
you had to attend to some family business over in Italy and would
return as soon as it was cleared up.

I know this is long-winded and you have lots of questions and
maybe some latent (or not so latent) anger.  I rigged a phone
transmitter to the toilet flush so my beeper will ring when you
wake.  I'll give you a call shortly after you finish reading
this.

Love D

PS:  The chromosome exchange is reversible.  We were able to
reconvert every one of the lab animals we tested.  Dr. Tatum has
a seed sample of your Y chromosome safely stored.

PPS:  Dani is an equally lovely name for a girl.  I hope you like
the present I left for you.  Baby blue will look nice against
that light skin!!!
--

Dani slumped back against the pillow.  All of the wonderful
memories of D and the past three months were still alive in Dani'
s mind.  The stored feelings of their passionate lovemaking had
not been expunged as a result of the chromosome exchange.  As
those thoughts raced through Dani's mind there was none of the
familiar physical stirring brought about by the anticipation of
love.  Was Dani now a woman with a man's memory or a man in a
woman's body?  He/she, which was the correct pronoun?  Dani
settled on she.  The physical changes were there for everyone to
see.  No point in trying to contravene nature.

Her body tensed, as she looked up at the apartment ceiling, the
delicate hands that had replaced those recently callused from
chopping wood from a downed tree at D's balled up into fists.
She could feel the pale skin reddening with accumulated anger at
both D and Dr. Tatum.  How could they even contemplate such an
experiment?  The silence of her anger was broken by the ringing
of the telephone.

"Hello D," Dani said with a clear sarcasm-laced voice, "calling
to check up on your patient?"

"Dani, I know what you must think about me.  We didn't do this
without giving it a lot of thought.  All of the nine research
associates had the same chance of getting chosen.  As I said in
the note, only Dr. Tatum and I know about this experiment."

"I know that but it doesn't make my present life any easier.  I
don't know what kind of feelings I can have.  I'm still thinking
like a man.  God damn it, you two have genetically castrated
 me!!" yelled Dani, "you think it's fun thinking about our
relationship and that it's now irretrievably lost."

"I assure you that is not the case," D replied, "there are new
possibilities that we can explore.  I'm leaving the lab right now
and I should be over in about 20 minutes.  I think that we should
continue this conversation in person.  I want to assure you that
if at the end of our talk you want to reverse the procedure, I'll
make that recommendation to Dr. Tatum.  Why don't you take a
shower?  I'm sure that three days of tossing and turning in your
sleep have left you more than a little grungy."

"All right, I'll take your suggestion, but don't expect my anger
to completely subside.  Of course you still have the key to the
apartment since you managed to get me back here last Friday.  Let
yourself in, I may be in the shower," Dani responded.

"Yeah, I've got the key.  You've no idea how difficult it was
maneuvering your limp body around.  We were lucky that it was the
middle of the night and no one bumped into us.  I'll see you
soon."

The phone clicked off to a dial tone as Dani replaced the
receiver on the hook.  Dani sat on the edge of the bed and gave
her head a couple of quick shakes.  The headache that was there
earlier in the morning had finally gone away.  She went across
the room to turn up the thermostat to take the chill out of the
apartment.  The heat brought on a toasty warmth that Dani felt
through the flannel nightshirt.  Finally warm enough to move
around.

Dani walked to the door of the clothes closet on the opposite
side of the bedroom.  Opening the door revealed a full length
dressing mirror.  She gazed once more into the mirror.  Yes, it
was a lovely face looking back at her.  The soft raven hair was
cut short, slightly above the ears.  The lobes of the ears were
slightly elongated setting off the gold stud earrings.  D was
right in piercing the ears.  These ears would provide adequate
support for almost any kind of fancy earring.  The hair gave a
nice frame to her oval face, although it now lay quite flat on
her scalp well in need of a shampoo.   Soft bangs came down to
just above her eyebrows framing the deep brown almond-shaped
eyes.  Long eyelashes blinked back at the new tranformant
revealing a glitter in the eyes that Dani had not seen in the
bathroom mirror earlier in the morning.  God thought Dani, if I
were a man I could lose myself in those eyes.

Judging by the level of the top of Dani's head in the mirror it
appeared that she had lost about four inches from what was 'his'
former 5'11" frame.  It was with some trepidation that Dani gazed
at the nightshirt encased body; she had already confronted the
absence of a penis while peeing earlier in the morning, but had
not yet viewed the full effects of the chromosome replacement. No
point in delaying this any longer thought the young transformant
as she unbuttoned the three buttons of the knee-length nightshirt
and with eyes closed pulled it off over her head.

Counting to three, Dani slowly opened her eyes to examine the
features of her new body.  Her gaze fell upon an attractive young
woman whose slender body accentuated two perfectly formed
swelling breasts.  She crossed her arms placing the palm of each
hand on the opposite breast and shyly smiled.  She glanced
further down the reflection in front of her.  The flat stomach
pinched in, accentuating her hips.  Dani's attention zeroed in on
the smooth pubic mound that had first stunned her when she
entered the bathroom earlier in the morning.  Growing accustomed
to the new genetic makeup, Dani was more patient in her
appraisal. Standing there it struck her that that the dark hair
was arrow like in appearance, pointing the way to the sexual
organs still hidden from sight.

Dani reflected on the shape of her pubis, it was so unlike any
she had seen before.  Prior to the transformation, Dani had been
sexually active with maybe a dozen or so partners since losing
his virginity at the rather late age of 18.  Never had 'he' seen
a shape and pattern as pretty and delicate as this.  It was as
though downy soft hairs were speaking out, saying here it is, the
treasure of my body.   Dani continued her visual travel down two
smooth legs and saw two petite feet reflecting back at her.
Dani pulled her hands away from her breasts, placing a hand on
each hip.  Standing on the balls of her feet she pirouetted
around so that the rear of her body was reflected in the mirror.
Dani looked over her left shoulder at the curve in her back
moving glancing from her shoulder down to the two delicately
formed ass cheeks.  She now understood D's comment about Karen's
ass filling out a pair of Levis.  At least this part of the
chromosome replacement held true to form.

Dani again turned to face the mirror and slowly evaluated her
reflection.  Yes, this was a creature of uncommon beauty and
structure.  Everything seemed in perfect proportion.  Dani had no
idea what her measurements might be; this would have to wait for
D's arrival.  The alabaster skin was especially attractive.
Special attention would have to be paid on sunny days; this was
skin to nurture and take care of.  It accentuated the color of
her eyes and hair.  She gave a final look to the breasts.  Their
presence was far more intriguing than Dani thought possible.  As
a man she never fantasized about what it might be like to have
breasts, now there they were.  Dani looked closely at the
reflection seeing the nipples barely raised above the surface of
the flesh.  Each nipple was surrounded by a rosy brown aureole.
There was a quarter inch heart-shaped nevus on her left breast
about two inches from the nipple.  Did this come from Karen's
chromosome or Dani's own? She wondered if it would show in a low
cut dress.  Undergarments that would never have concerned Dani a
week ago were now something to puzzle about.

Touching the brown beauty mark with her right index finger sent a
shiver through her body.  She immediately felt the nipples of her
breast start to tingle.  Whoa, she thought, what's happening
here?  She carefully touched each of the nipples rubbing each
softly.  She felt them begin to warm and harden to the touch.
Dani increased the circular motion around each nipple to see what
sensation would come next.  Both breasts began to take on a
firmness she hadn't noticed before.  The warmth that started at
the beauty mark had now spread through the upper part of her body
warding off the slight chill of the apartment.

Dani's heart began to beat faster; small beads of perspiration
appeared on her forehead.  She also noticed something else
happening, the warm tingly feeling in her breasts was moving down
her body through her stomach to her pubic mound.  She felt her
legs weakening slightly and moved across the room to once again
lie back down on the bed.  Reclining against the pillows with her
legs stretched out towards the end of the bed, Dani continued to
massage her nipples with a supple circular motion.  At every
fifth circle she would give the nipples a quick tweak increasing
their hardness.  She could see the nubs of each breast extend in
size during the repetitive motion.

Her body was now encased in a warm sweaty dampness of excitement.
She looked across the room at the mirrored door and saw a panting
face gazing back.  As her left hand continued its circular motion
about the breast, Dani moved her right hand down to her stomach
where she rubbed the moist skin around her navel.  The skin grew
hot to the touch as the friction of her hand transferred heat to
her belly.

Dani's mind started to lose all of the earlier thoughts about the
recent transformation.  The mirror began to reflect back a series
of colors that started as pastel swirls, shades of pink that
gradually increased in reddish intensity.  Her breath lost a
certain smoothness as she started to pant quickly forcing oxygen
to circulate throughout her body.

The right hand that was circling her navel was drawn further down
her body to the short downy black hair that pointed the way to
her nether region.  She perceived a sense of swelling and a
fleshy softness that she had not associated with any of the other
parts of her body previously investigated.  She began to use the
edge of her fingernails on her pubic mound, tickling the hairs as
though they might stand up on their own accord.  She continued to
do this for several more seconds, feeling a heat building up with
each pass.  On their own accord, the fingers moved down stroking
the inside of each thigh.  Stroking downwards with the nail,
upwards with the tips of her fingers.  Her body began to
harmonize with these strokes, a shudder with each downward stroke
and a wave of warmth on the return.

As the stroking of her thighs continued, Dani began to feel the
heat of her body center in her vagina.  Her other hand left her
breast magnetically drawn to her pubic mound.  She began to
coordinate the massaging of her pubis which each thigh stroke.
She squeezed her thighs together trying to spread out the vaginal
warmth.  Each squeeze brought an increased dampness, a slickness
that oozed forth coating each thigh and slowly greasing the
crease all the way to the opening of her asshole.  Dani quickly
moved her right hand to her pubic mound pushing down firmly as
she continued to slide her thighs back and forth.  This served
only to increase the amount seepage virtually eliminating any
remaining friction between her thighs.  A musky odor began to
permeate the air of the bedroom as her breathing quickened.

Drawing her knees up off the top sheet of the bed, Dani slowly
spread her legs apart.  Still kneading her mons she began to rub
the oily liquid over the lips that covered her delicate quim.
Moving in a slow circular motion, Dani felt the lips begin to
swell and a heat build up in the bowels of her body. She slid her
right hand down to join her left and coated it with the viscous
liquid until the wetness was equally distributed on both hands.
Dani's left hand gently pulled the lips apart and the middle
finger of her right hand began to move up and down the crevice
that had just emerged.  More fluid began to coat the lips of her
quim as she increased the movement.  Passing over the orifice
where the juices were oozing forth, Dani's finger encountered a
nubbin that slowly swelled with each pass.  Each rub of the newly
discovered clitoris sparked a shudder in her body increasing the
need to continue the sexual movements.

After a couple of minutes arousing her clitoris to its plumpest
state, Dani let the finger briefly enter her vaginal cavity.
Involuntary muscles began to tug at the digit urging further
penetration.  Dani gave into the powerful urge and let her finger
slide further into the cavity until its penetration was blocked
by her intact hymen.  She continued to move the finger in and out
stoking the swollen clitoris with each stroke.  Her hips began to
rock, her ass serving as a stationary fulcrum.

"Oooh," moaned Dani as the friction of her finger increased.  One
finger was not enough to sustain the excitement so she doubled
the volume of penetration by adding her index finger.  She began
to moan and pant heavily, rocking back and forth forcing the
fingers into her quim, which was now flowing with love nectar.
Her head began to spin and the colors that reflected back from
the mirror grew more intense, flickering strongly in the
mid-morning light.  Her body began to shudder as she felt an
intense heat brought about by the friction from her fingers.  She
quickly moved the two digits to her clitoris rubbing it with a
brisk circular motion.  This only increased the pressure in her
loins as she let forth with a loud scream, experiencing her first
orgasm as a woman.

Her body went limp in the after effects of her orgasm.  The heat
from her body slowly subsided.  The rapid panting that
accompanied her climax began to slow and she felt a delicate calm
engulf her body.  She lay in peaceful bliss looking up at the
light patterns on the ceiling that were formed by the autumn
sunlight reflecting off the mirror on the other side of the room.
She had no point of comparison for what had just taken place.
Every orgasm that Dani experienced as a 'man' was intense, no
doubt about that.  However, they never built up to the kind of
plateau and sudden drop this one did.  It's too bad that she
never had this kind of knowledge as a 'man'; it would have
certainly changed some of the relationships that Dani had with
former girlfriends.  'He' would have spent much more time in
foreplay, trying to see if 'his' own orgasm could build to such a
sustained peak and release.

A sudden chill that enveloped her body interrupted Dani's
solitary reverie.  She sat up and feeling the cold dampness of
the sheets on her back, ass, and legs.  The sweat from her
solitary excursion of love had soaked the sheet from her
shoulders on down to her ass.

"Ungh," she muttered in a weak voice, "that was unbelievable, I'
ve never felt such a sustained climax."

She glanced quickly at the clock.  Only ten minutes had passed
since D's call.  Raising her right hand to her nose, Dani sniffed
the remains of her climax.  Definitely sexy she thought as she
licked a small drop of viscous remains from her index finger.
The taste was as Dani remembered in 'his' previous incarnation.
No time to revel in this afterglow.  Dani felt the salty sweat on
her body begin to dry.  Time for a shower she thought; time to
get cleaned up before D arrived.

Dani sat up and swiveled to the edge of the bed.  She stretched
her hands above her head grasping them together and flexing them
back over her head.  She gazed down at her chest watching as the
mounds of her breasts lifted upwards.  Her nipples had lost their
swollen state and were now just slight bumps on the smooth pale
skin.  Slowly unclasping her hands, she lowered them to the edge
of the bed to push off as she rose to begin her short walk to the
bathroom.

As Dani parted the shower curtain she saw yet another note taped
to the faucet.  She pulled it off and looked down at the bold
black writing.

--
Dani love,

 There's some herbal balsam shampoo and conditioner for your hair
on the shower caddie and a terry cloth robe on the hook in back
of the door.
 See you soon.
D
--

Dani taped the note on the mirror just below the lipstick
message.  She reached into the shower and turned the water on
adjusting the temperature so that steam began to waft to the
ceiling as the shower lever was pulled.

Dani stepped into the shower pulling the curtain closed after
her.  She picked up the bar of soap lying in the shoulder level
dish.  It was a pale blue bar, the type of perfumed soap that D
favored.  She began to lather her body beginning with the shapely
calves and moving up her legs so that the dried sweat was quickly
replaced by the soothing oil of the soap.  Dani turned with her
back to the shower spray and worked the emollient into the skin
of her stomach and chest feeling the heft of each breast in turn.
The smoothness of the lather against her nipples caused them to
once again begin to swell but Dani now knew how to control the
feelings in her breasts; how to bring warmth and excitement
without going over the edge to lustful pleasure.  She circled
each breast twice more and turned to rinse her body off.

Resting her left leg on the short ledge of the tub, Dani let the
shower stream bounce off her pubic mound, sending a rivulet of
water down along the slit of her quim.  She took the soap bar and
rubbed it vigorously through the soft downy hair raising a rich
lather.  Her right hand massaged the lather all up and down the
crack dissolving the dried salty sex fluids that coated the
entrance to her nether region.  She reached around and rubbed the
bar up and down the crack that led to her puckered anus, cleaning
it with the same fastidiousness that her mons received.

Dani looked up into the shower nozzle and let a cascade of water
go into her hair and run down her face.  She took the perfumed
bar and massaged lather into the pores of her face cleansing it
of the grime that accumulated during her three-day sleep.  She
placed the soap back in the dish and opened the bottle of shampoo
pouring a liberal amount into her left hand.  She worked up a
rich lather coating her raven hair with frothy bubbles.  The
essence of wildflowers permeated the shower as she continued to
massage her scalp with her fingertips.  She leaned forward
allowing the cleansing water to rinse the sudsy liquid from her
scalp and then applied the conditioner, gently smoothing it so
that it coated her hair.  She waited fifteen seconds as the
strands of hair absorbed the rich liquid and then gave it a quick
final rinse.  Reaching down, Dani turned off the water and
depressed the shower lever so that the remaining water in the
pipes drained out the bath faucet.

Opening the shower curtain, Dani took a large bath towel from the
rack and began to pat her hair letting the cotton twill absorb
moisture.  She knew from her own past experience with long hair
that vigorous rubbing only made for tangles that were difficult
to comb out.  Dani then dried the rest of her body and slipped on
the warm terry cloth robe, cinching the belt around her narrow
waist.  Dani gave her head a quick shake to dislodge a couple of
final water droplets clinging to her bangs and walked into the
bedroom.

Her mouth was parched with dryness from the transformation and
the recent vigorous sexual workout she had just twenty minutes
ago.  She walked through the bedroom door towards the kitchen to
get a drink of water and put up a kettle for some soothing orange
spice tea.  It was then that she saw D sitting on the couch with
several shopping bags at her side.

- End of Part One -

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