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Date: Sun, 18 Nov 2001 17:10:04 -0500
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NOTE TO THE READER:  This is another part of a work in progress
on the differences in sexual response between men and women.   It
's an attempt by me to explain to LW (my hubby!) what he might go
through if our knowledge of molecular biology was far advanced
from where we stand today.  Previous parts have already been
posted.  Any ideas on character development and plot are welcome
as the story isn't finished.

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 Five  (c) 2001

By Allison George


Dani woke up at 10:30 the next morning to the realization that he
had missed his first two classes of the day.  He struggled into
the shower to wash off the salty dried sweat and other secretions
from the pervious evening.  His cock sprung to life as he
lathered it with soap, both from the memory of last night and
anticipation of the evening to come.  Oozing semen combined with
the soap to form a slick film that only encouraged him to
continue stroking the swollen organ until he climaxed, coating
the shower stall wall with several heavy shots of spunk.  Well,
he thought that should take the edge off until this evening.

Dani found it impossible to concentrate during the remainder of
the day.  He had a practice session with Dietrich in the
afternoon to go over two Schubert songs that the young singer was
preparing for an upcoming recital.  The notes on the page danced
in front of Dani's eyes like a gaggle of flower maidens enticing
him further away from the task on hand.  As it was near the
dinner hour, Dietrich threw up his hands in mock desperation at
an accompanist who couldn't beat even time.  Sheepishly, Dani
smiled back agreeing that this was not his finest moment as a
pianist and that they better go eat.

After dinner Dani spent two and a half hours trying to finish the
assignments that hadn't been completed yesterday.  He was
relieved that exams were still several weeks away, time enough to
catch up.  The numbers of the digital clock on his desk pulsed
inexorably towards the magic hour of ten o'clock.  His cock
stirred and balls tightened with each glance at the clock.  His
cotton underpants wicked the small drops of come that
uncontrollably slipped out of the tip, spreading the cool sticky
dampness of anticipation onto his thighs.  He closed his eyes and
pictured Anneliese standing in front of him, naked with a half
smile, waiting for him to climb over the transom into her arms.

At 9:30 Dani gave up any semblance of studying and put on a
sweater to guard against the chill of the evening.  He walked out
the door of his room and down the hall towards the main entrance.
A couple of students on their way back towards their rooms
acknowledged him with brief nods.  It wasn't uncommon during the
spring to take walks around the quad at this hour of the evening.
The air was crisp with the anticipation of May's flowers, the
gradually warming evenings swelling the buds, confronting the
students with nature's rebirth.  Dani took the long way to
Anneliese's room, hoping that the night air would calm the
building passion he felt in his loins.  He looped around the
science building.  Approaching the music building, he heard the
final strains of Schubert's Death and the Maiden quartet coming
from the open window on the ground floor.  He looked in the
window and saw some friends looking over the music on the stands
in front of them.  An important competition was coming up
celebrating Schubert's birthday that involved a number of the
music students including Dietrich.  Dani imagined that everyone
was a little nervous as musicians throughout Germany,
Switzerland, and Austria were entered.  Dani paused in front of
the window to hear the quartet go over the scherzo one more time.
The anticipation of the evening's tryst was lost amidst the
driving force of the music as the quartet finished with a swift
flurry.  There were smiles on their faces at the cellist tapped
the music stand with his bow signifying a job well done.
Watching them pack up their instruments, Dani whispered an almost
inaudible bravo to the quartet.

He turned away from the window and continued his walk towards the
girl's wing.  The walkway to the l-shaped building  was clear as
he quickly slid behind the hedge row.  He tapped firmly on the
window pane to let Anneliese know that he was here.  She pulled
the cloth curtain aside and seeing Dani standing there, beckoned
him in.  Dani climbed over the transom and into the room, closing
both the window and curtain behind him.  Turning around, he saw
Anneliese standing in front of him clad in a long tee shirt that
came down to mid-thigh.  It was decorated with a picture of
Minnie and Mickey Mouse engaged in an obscene sexual activity.
Glancing up Dani gazed into her face; the moon light filtered
into the room, illuminating both Anneliese's smooth skin and her
shoulder length auburn hair which was parted in the middle.
There was a twinkle in her eyes as she seemed to be sucking on a
small object in her mouth.

She asked him if he liked butterscotch.  Yes, it was one of his
favorite candies.  She popped a yellow oval candy from her mouth
and held it up for him to see.  Giving it a couple of final
licks, she pulled up the hem of her tee shirt and slipped the
candy between the lips of her fringed mound.  There's another one
in there, he heard; if you're a good boy, I'll give you taste.

Dani stood there staring at her, his cock straining to break
free, spunk oozing forth and coating the pants leg of his jeans.
Anneliese stared at the growing wet spot, flicking her
candy-coated tongue at him, smiling with sexual hunger.  She
pulled him, locking her lips on his, delivering
butterscotch-flavored saliva to his mouth as her tongue hungrily
entered his mouth.  Kissing her with increasing fervor, Dani felt
her hand close over his cock, pulling at it through the textured
cotton as she continued the kiss, feeling her breasts rubbing
against him.  She broke off the kiss and began to blow warm puffs
of air into his ear, her hand opening the button fly and grasping
Dani's distended organ.  Anneliese hummed and with swift smooth
strokes spread the viscous secretions back and forth from the tip
to the base of Dani's cock.  He reached under Anneliese's tee
shirt seeking out her love canal only to be rebuffed as she
abruptly pulled his hand away.  There was that whisper again, no,
no, you can't touch that with your hand, and it's not time to
come yet; it's time for that snack I've been holding for you.

Anneliese quickly unbuttoned Dani's shirt and slipped it off,
baring his chest.  Pushing  Dani down onto the bed, she pulled
off his jeans and shorts with one smooth tug leaving his cock
standing upright, the soft room light reflecting off of its
glossy pink head.  Dani watched his playmate take off her tee
shirt tossing it on top of his clothes.  She stood there in front
of him, tweaking the nipples on her breasts until they were red
and swollen.  He watched as she stared at his engorged cock, and
heard her remark softly that it looked a little messy and needed
to be cleaned up.  Joining him on the bed, Anneliese leaned over
Dani's cock and began to lick it with smooth firm strokes, as if
it were a lollipop.  Dani moaned as she took it into her mouth,
feeling the vibrations from her tongue and lips as she started to
hum.  In turn, he began to moan in response, getting to verge of
shooting his jism into her mouth.  Quickly, the warmth of her
mouth disappeared as she pulled her head back, telling him to
hold out just a little bit longer.  She picked up a nice silk
scarf  that was resting on the bed stand and tied it around the
base of his cock.  It'll help you hold it in until you're ready,
she told him, but now I think all the butterscotch is all melted.

The scarf did seem to take away some of the urge to come, but
Dani's ardor for something sexual remained unquenched as he felt
Anneliese move up his body, drawing warm moist lines with her
tongue.  You see, she told him, using a cock is one thing but it
has a mind of its own and most of the boys here can't control it.
However, your tongue is something else, a weapon of passion whose
strength is never sapped by fucking.  Last night was good, but
tonight can be even better for both you and me.

Dani looked up at her as she straddled his chest, watching as she
slipped two fingers into her honeyed cut whose juices coated the
outer lips with a nice sheen.  He could only stare with
fascination as she continued to stroke in and out softly moaning,
drawing the juices forth, onto her two fingers.  See, she said to
him, it gets me nice and slippery.  Ummm, and it is really quite
sweet, she whispered sucking the fingers clean.  She continued
stirring the candy and held the fingers to his lips, for his very
first taste of love's nectar.  Dani cautiously sucked the two
fingers into his mouth, tasting  the sweet oils.  See, it really
is yummy; there's plenty more for you she said, sliding forward
so that her quim was teasing Dani's tongue by its proximity.

No fair using anything other than your tongue, she said softly,
lowering the swollen split lips whose glazed red cast were just
out of the reach of Dani's tongue.  Pay special attention to my
little sex button, she whispered, finally sliding her crease
along his lips.  Dani slipped his tongue along the cut, tasting
the slick candied fluid, a taste new to him -  sweet and musky,
warm and creamy.  With each pass of his tongue around the opening
of Anneliese's love hole, Dani felt the young girl's sex button
start to swell, eliciting moans whose volume began to crescendo.
He felt Anneliese's cunt push and slide against his lips, oozing
more of the mellifluous emollient onto his tongue, lips and
cheeks.  Dani felt her body shift slightly so that her sex button
was trapped against his lower lip forcing his tongue to attack
it, which he did with increasing pressure until the young girl
cried out in orgasmic release, pulling his mouth firmly against
her quim until with one final shudder she fell back on the bed.

She lay there, legs spread, nether lips swollen, red from the
friction of Dani's mouth and tongue.  He saw her look at him with
a crazed look, her fingers sluicing in and out of her cunt,
demanding that he fuck her right now. The pressure on Dani's
scarf-tied cock was enormous and heavy with the need to drain the
built up jism.  He fumbled at the slip knot, finally freeing it
feeling the blood flow throughout his engorged sex organ.  As he
slid over her body, settling into the split between her thighs
Anneliese grabbed hold of his cock centering it on her oozing
cunt.  The sexual entry was virtually frictionless, both organs
lathered with their respective love juices, intermingling with a
fiery heat.  Dani collapsed into Anneliese's grasp, feeling his
pubic bone come to rest against hers, his organ fully encased by
her grasping cunt.

Don't move, she whispered; let it stay here deep inside of me, I
want to feel it and make it last.  Dani tried to will the sexual
tension, now centered on his cock, away; desperately  wanting to
think of anything except how full his cock felt at this moment.
He felt her fingernails stroking his shoulder blades, and by
focusing attention on the tickly sensation was able to
momentarily forget about the pressure behind his cock.  That's
it, just rest for a moment, feel my fingers, cooed the young
girl, we'll start up slowly in just a minute.

Dani lay there in Anneliese's embrace, sensing only the soft
puffs of air she blew in his ear, and the dancing fingers on his
back.  Feel that, she said, clenching her cunt muscles around his
prick, my little puss is hungry for some milk.  Dani felt
Anneliese's hips slowly start to rock, as she pushed that part of
her quim hiding her sex button against the length of his cock.
Ummm, that's the right stroke, he heard her whisper; just like
that, against my cunny button.  Dani slipped into a mutual rhythm
with the young girl, his cock sliding in and out, feeling the
soft tugs from her cunt as he withdrew almost to the tip,
listening to each soft moan on the instroke.  OK, let's get off
together, she said, accelerating the motion of her hips, sucking
at his straining cock with each muscle fiber in her cunt.  He
felt Anneliese grasp his ass, pulling him tighter into her nether
region, increasing the pressure of his cock within her.

Anneliese's moaning took on a heightened pitch as she began to
build towards her climax.  Dani's cock began to swell with
impending release of the pressure that had built up all evening.
He felt Anneliese part his asscheeks and slip her finger, still
slick from her own juices, into his ass, pushing it deep until it
hit the source of his come.  Come on, let me feel what you have
stored up in there, she moaned, pulling him hard against her.
Anneliese's orgasmic cunt muscles triggered Dani's come, her
finger priming the pump so that shot after shot of hot spunk
erupted from the head of his cock, splashing the walls of her
quim, mixing with her own come, until with a few final shudders
Dani collapsed into Anneliese flattening her breasts against his,
joint muted moans escaping their lips.

Dani rolled off of Anneliese, his semi-swollen cock slipping out,
coated with their mixed fluids.  Oh my goodness, you've been a
bad boy, Anneliese said with a chuckle in her voice, your baby
maker has absolutely slathered my poor cunny with delicious come,
we forgot to make sure that your love stick was fully clothed for
the effort, I guess we'll just have to wait and see if you get
lucky.  Dani was so spent that her words only seemed like
post-fuck babbling.  Ummmm, this is really good, she cooed,
yours, mine, and butterscotch; here have a taste.  She stuck her
finger back into the oozing quim, coating it with spent love
fluid and slipped it into his mouth so that he could taste the
remnants of their coupling.  Dani sucked her finger clean,
enjoying the fruit of a thousand passions.

You'd better get going now, it's getting close to bed check, she
said pinching his ass, don't worry about what you've left inside
of me, I'm pretty sure I'm safe today but a couple of days from
now it would be a different story.  Dani only groaned as he got
off the bed and began to gather his clothes.  Hurriedly slipping
on his clothes, he departed over the transom and into the bushes,
making his way back to his room where he dropped off into a deep
sleep.

"I've been looking all over for you."

"Oh hi Dietrich, sorry I had to finish this lab assignment."

"Well it looks like you fell asleep at the controls Dani."

"I guess I did.  I had the funniest dream.  Remember back at the
gymnasium and Anneliese."

"Do I ever, she was some piece of work if you ask me."

"That's for sure.  It was right after that second night that I
snuck into her room that she disappeared from school."

"Yeah, I remember you knocking on my door that night, worried
that you had gotten her pregnant.  I told you not to worry as you
weren't the first in that particular line.  She used to insist on
a condom the first time she did it with any new guy and then
would feign surprise when she was shot full of spunk the second
go around.  We never did find out whether the rumor was true that
she was making it with Professor Fischer.  I kind of think it was
the real grounds for her dismissal.  The faculty was afraid of a
scandal and notified her parents that she wasn't a candidate for
graduation."

"It's funny because she was really quite smart.  She was in
several of my classes and always scored well on exams."

".and with all the boys in our unit.  After she had you, there
were only about five whose underpants she hadn't collected."

"Yeah, that was pretty weird.  I remember looking for my shorts
that first night and she was real anxious to get me out the
window, claiming that it was bed check time, when all she wanted
to do was put my shorts into her hope chest.  It must have been a
pretty amazing collection."

"I imagine so.  Listen, how was dinner with Brigitte last night?"

"About the same.  We have so much in common and I really enjoy
her company, but I'm a little concerned about her aloofness when
I try to get intimate with her.  She's fine with a good night
kiss, but anything more and she gets a little irritated.  I've
not tried to push it and wonder if I should come right out and
ask her what the problem is."

"It probably wouldn't hurt, and who knows, maybe she'll surprise
you.  You know winter break starts in two weeks, why don't you
invite her to go to Davos and spend some of the time with your
parents.  You would be away from school and maybe she will find
being alone with you the perfect tonic."

"That's a good idea, I think her parents are planning a trip to
United States and she wasn't terribly keen on going along.  Maybe
some skiing and lying around in front of the fireplace will be
just the thing."

"Enough of this, we need to get a move on.  I want to go over
these three Schubert songs that are giving me trouble."

"OK, let me get the music and I'm ready."

"Hi, I thought that I would find you two here."

"Hey Brigitte, I'll be finished in a couple of minutes.  Our
erstwhile lieder singer needs to polish these three songs for the
upcoming Schubert recital next week.  Have a seat and listen to
the progress he has made."

"Wow Dietrich, they sound really great.  I especially liked the
way you sang Erlkoenig, it's so difficult to do with the kind of
relentless conviction that the child is going to die.  I would
really like to hear you sing Mahler's Kindertotenlieder at some
point.  They have always had a very special meaning for me.  I'm
sure that you're going to do well next week.  Come on Dani, let's
get something to eat, I missed lunch today and am famished."

"See you later Dietrich, let me know if you want to go over the
songs during the weekend and I'll free up some time from my
 work."

"OK Dani, thanks for the hard work today.  You guys have fun at
dinner."

"I was surprised that you mentioned Kindertotenlieder, it's a
rather strange group of songs for a young woman to think of.  You
should be thinking of young love, spring rains that bring on
sweet smelling flowers, and so on."

"Dani, I do love other things but there are  some things that I
haven't told you yet.  I guess I'm not sure how well I know you."

"Ever since we met the first week of classes, I've felt a great
affection for you.  I've tried to demonstrate it countless
different ways but you always seem to pull back."

"I'm like you in a way, an only child, though it wasn't meant to
be that way.  I haven't shared this until now, because it has
been a burden, I guess that's the right term, though not one of
my own choosing.  I had a brother who was born when I was six.
You can't imagine what goes through a young girl's mind at that
age when a newborn enters the family.  It's like having a living
doll; there's some kind of maternal instinct that is triggered.
Needless to say, I fawned over him all the while he was an
infant, helping feed and bathe him.  When he was five years old,
he was diagnosed with chronic myelogenous leukemia.  The doctors
did all they could and he was a real little soldier staring down
adversity with each chemo treatment.  He held on for another
fifteen months but finally told us that he had enough and couldn'
t face any more experimental therapies.  You can't imagine how
devastated I felt.  We came home from the cemetery in silence, my
father asked that we have no visitors until the evening.  We sat
in silence, my father and I, listening to the Mahler cycle that
afternoon.  We had just begun to study some of the better known
German poets in school and I decided to write my paper on Ruckert
and his poetry."

"I'm so sorry to hear about this.  It sounds crushing."

"Yes, it has been a difficult five years since he died.  I have
my morose spells that seem to only have become more complicated
when I passed through puberty.  I guess the realization that I
was casting off a life force every month makes it more difficult
to forget.  It's also why I seem to be resistant to physical
affection.  I have complicated thoughts about being intimate with
a boy.  You may think it's silly as we have all kinds of
contraception available, but I have the recurring vision of
giving birth and living a repeat of what my brother went
 through."

"I just want you to know that in no way diminishes how I feel
about you.  When the time is right, things will be sorted out."

"Thanks, I truly have found you to a much dearer friend than any
of the other boys I've met.  Just give me a chance to work
through this."

"Don't worry, I'll give you all the breathing room you need, just
remember that I have a soft shoulder to lean on."

"I know that, and believe me I feel a lot better after telling
you about this."

"It wasn't my expectation tonight that the conversation was going
to take this turn.  What I really wanted to do was invite you to
spend the winter break with my family in Davos.  I know your
parents are going to New York, but wasn't sure if you were
planning on tagging along."

"Oh Dani, I would love to!  They are planning to spend more time
over there than I would care to as I have a couple of school
projects to work on."

"Fine, it's settled then.  We can bring our books along and spend
the apres-ski quizzing each other on organic reactions."

The dream always takes the same truthful nightmarish turn; the
young couple in front of the fire waiting for his parents to
arrive, interrupted by a knock on the door.  One of the local
police has come to report about a tragic accident on the road
from Lucerne that morning involving five cars and a large truck.
Both of Dani's parents died as their car slid on the ice,
crashing into a tree, while trying to avoid the truck that had
crossed the divider.

Dani woke with a shudder, feeling the clammy tee shirt, soaked
with perspiration, clinging to her breasts.  The 'orphan to the
world' dream didn't care about Dani's sex change.  The torment of
that December night four years ago, a black cloud that no amount
of sunlight can burn away, lingers within, constantly refreshed
by the dream of desire for Brigitte.  Dani stirred, looking at
the clock, hoping that she had slept long enough to refresh her
tired body.  2:30, good, even though fitful, she had slept for a
couple of hours.  Damn that dream.  'Orphan to the world!'  Yes,
even more than ever, now that she had lost her original sex to
the D's foolish experiment.  Chance?  Maybe not.  The thought
occurred to her, what better subject for such an experiment than
an orphan with no relatives.  The only son of two only children,
now deceased.  No, it couldn't be that calculated, D had taken
him on as both a mentor and a lover.  What reason would she have
for personally picking him?  A question without an apparent
answer.

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