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Subject: {ASSM} Biochemistry 0 (tg stuff) [2/8]
Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2001 01:10:05 -0500
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Had to get a new email, so I'm reposting my old works under the new 
addy to get it out.

Part 2

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 
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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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************

TWO MONTHS LATER...

Every week Jason had summoned her to his office and forced her to 
undergo whatever sex acts he desired.  Most often he just fucked her, 
but she had also been forced to give him blow jobs, and also to 
service a couple of his friends.  Weekends were her only respite. 
Two days where she could get together with friends and forget about 
the office.

Her breasts were still small and had only grown to an A cup, even 
after five months of hormone treatment.  Her dick had started slowing 
down in its response to sexual stimuli, but was still a rampant 
monster with small incentive.  Susie tried to be sympathetic, but 
Elaine could tell she really enjoyed the sex.

Elaine and Susie were alone in her apartment on a Sunday night 
watching a romantic movie Elaine had rented when she heard a knock on 
her door.  She got up and opened the door, shocked at who she saw.

She stood there dumbfounded until Susie came over and asked, "Who is it, hun?"

"Susie, meet Lily, my sister."  Susie saw a medium height woman with 
dark brown hair and large breasts.

Susan didn't miss a beat.  She said, "Why don't you come on in, 
Lily?"  Lily cautiously stepped inside, unable to tear her eyes from 
the person she knew only as her brother.  "We're watching a movie. 
Why don't we finish it together?"  They sat down together, the 
silence palpable between them.

Finally, Lily said, "Nathan, what is this?"

Trying to avoid the issue, Elaine said, "The movie?  'A Love Affair'."

"That's not what I mean and you know it!  What are you doing in a 
skirt and blouse?"

Susie said, "I take it you haven't informed your family of your 
personal discovery?"

Elaine remained silent for a while before saying, "Lily, I've made 
certain discoveries about myself."

"Like what?  You're some kind of sexual freak who likes dressing up as a girl?"

"It's not like that."

"Then what's going on, Nate?  Help me understand."

"Lily,...  It's not Nathan anymore."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that after a long journey of self-discovery I realized that 
inside, in my heart, I was a woman.  I call myself Elaine, now."

"Why didn't you discuss this with us?  Your family?  Ask us if this is okay?"

"Because if it's okay with you isn't really relevant.  This is who I 
am, Lily.  I have to do this."

Lily just stared for a while before saying, "Fine," and storming out 
of the apartment.  Elaine cried through the rest of the movie.

************

FOUR MONTHS LATER...

A week after Lily's surprise visit, Elaine had tried to call home to 
discuss things with her family, but they refused her calls.  She 
realized that she was now without a family and dropped her family 
name, deciding she was now Elaine, and only Elaine.  Officially she 
was still Miss Mallone, but to all her friends, she was just Elaine.

After four more months, she had been told she was now as developed as 
she was going to get without surgery, but her allergy to anesthetics 
still scared her senseless.  So she had decided to take matters into 
her own hands.  In her research for a cure to certain types of 
cancer, a rare type of plant matter had been found that could be made 
to migrate to specific points in the body.  Elaine had felt that if 
she could combine it with a way to cause localized growth or 
shrinkage of the tissues, she could get a way to cause rapid body 
changes in a short span of time, getting no muss, no fuss plastic 
surgery.

It was while working up the preliminary work in the new system that 
she suffered a loss to her life.  Theresa, one of the girls in her 
transgender support group, was beaten to death by a skinhead.  Elaine 
chose her best black dress and went to pay her respects at the 
funeral.  While things were breaking up, Elaine felt a tap on her 
shoulder.  She turned and saw a handsome, young man.  "Excuse me," he 
asked, "but would you happen to be Elaine?"

"Yes, I am."

"My name is Jim.  Theresa was my sister."

"Oh, yes, she talked about you a lot.  She mentioned how supportive 
you were of helping her through her change."

"It wasn't that big a deal.  The family realized that she was 
different from an early age.  It took us a while to figure out how, 
but once we did, we tried to do all we could to make it as easy as 
possible.  Look, I'm inviting the girls from the group to a get 
together later to reminisce about her.  Could you possibly make it?"

"Sure, I've got the day cleared."

"It's at our house uptown.  Do you know where it is?"

"Unfortunately, no.  I never got a chance to visit with the other 
girls socially."

"Do you want directions or to just follow me?"

"I can follow you."

Elaine went to her car and followed Jim to the house he shared with 
his sister.  She was amazed at where they went.  She knew Theresa 
came from wealth, but had no idea how wealthy.  The house was in the 
wealthiest part of town.  There had even been some rumors flying 
about that the residents would be placing a proposition on the next 
ballot to surround the area with a fence and hire a private security 
firm in response to recent rising violence in the city.

She followed him up to a rather large mansion.  She parked in a line 
with the other cars and went in with the others.  The rest of the day 
was spent discussing everybody's memories of Theresa.  The good.  The 
bad.  And the funny.  Eventually everybody left until Elaine was left 
alone with Jim and one other girl.  Finally, the other girl left and 
Elaine said, "I guess I better go, too."

"Actually, I wanted to speak to you alone."

Images of the times where Jason wanted to speak to her alone flashed 
through her head.  "Oh?"

"I wanted to thank you."

"For what?"

"For being there for Theresa.  You were a real help to her."

Elaine was shocked and a little intrigued.  "How so?  I don't recall 
ever really talking to her, much less helping her."

"You were a sterling example of womanhood to her.  Theresa always 
doubted herself, doubted whether she was really achieving her own 
innate femininity.  Then you came along.  She said you always knew 
what you were and expressed yourself as the consummate woman.  She 
followed your example, saying that if she could just become half the 
woman you were, she'd be more than enough woman for any man."

"You're kidding.  Look at me.  I'm not exactly all woman.  Even after 
months of intensive hormone therapy, I still look very much the man."

"Looks are not everything.  Wait here."

Elaine waited patiently as Jim left the room.  About twenty minutes 
later, the door he went through opened, and Elaine saw a young woman 
in the entryway.  At least she thought it was a woman, until "she" 
strode into the room.  It took only a couple seconds for Elaine to 
identify "her" as Jim in a dress.

"Is this supposed to prove a point?" she asked.

"Yes.  How long did it take you to identify this as me?"

"A couple of seconds."

"Exactly.  I can make myself look as female as any person can be 
without actually being a woman.  But the minute I walk, talk, or do 
anything really, there's always a glimmer of male that shows through. 
But with you, it's the other way around.  Sure, on first look, you 
appear masculine, but with every action you undertake from that point 
forward, you make people doubt that you're not a woman."

"Thanks.  But sometimes I wonder if that's enough."

"That's part of what I wanted to talk to you about.  Whether you 
realize it or not, you were a big help to Theresa.  I'd like to thank 
you.  If there's any surgery you want, any medical procedure at all, 
I will pay for it."

"Thanks, but I can't do surgery.  I have a severe allergy to anesthesia."

"Isn't there anything you can do?"

"I'm working on a possible solution, but I'm not sure when or even if 
I'll be able to create it."

"Why?"

"The assholes at work are rather bottom line on things.  I think I've 
worked out all the problems with my new concoction, and it looks like 
the costs will be far too great for it to give any serious profit."

"Then let me fund you."

"Thanks, but that won't work either.  One of the key components is a 
product that my company has an exclusive market on.  Without it, the 
whole thing falls apart."

"You got the name of the material you need?"

"Sure."

"Then you let me worry about that.  You just give me a list of 
everything you need, and I'll tell you when you can start working on 
it."

Elaine was curious, but did as he asked.  At work, she put all her 
notes away.  When Susie asked why she had given up, Elaine lied and 
said that she had proposed it to the board, but they had rejected her 
request.

Two weeks later, Jim called her and told her to come on over.  When 
she arrived, he led her to a room in the basement, and surprised the 
hell out of her.  He had created a private laboratory that was better 
stocked than her own lab at work.  But the real surprise was when he 
gave her a small box that was full of the rare plant that she needed!

When she asked him about it, he simply said, "Let's just say that 
money can buy its way past a lot of barriers," refusing to explain 
any further.

Elaine didn't press too much, because it gave her a way to work on 
her project in a totally private place.  If she succeeded, it would 
give her a way to get out from under Jason Irons once and for all.

************

A MONTH LATER...

"You can't do this to me!" she yelled.

"I'm sorry, Miss Mallone, but I can," replied Brighton Davis, the 
firm's head accountant.  "To all appearances the cost overruns on 
your cancer cure will make any potential profit negligible.  So I'm 
pulling the plug."

"What about all the people this could help?"

"This won't help that many people, Miss Mallone.  The resultant cost 
for getting the cure will be so exorbitant that only the richest will 
be able to afford it."

Angrily she asked, "So it's just about the bottom line with you?"

Shamelessly, he looked at her and said, "Yes, it is.  Good  day, Miss Mallone."

She glared at him angrily, but realized that further argument would 
get no result, and stormed from the office.  Outside, with Jenny, 
Mister Davis's secretary, she fumed, "That stupid, callous, uncaring 
bean-counter!"

"That he is," she replied, "but you're lucky he is so bottom-line oriented."

"What do you mean?"

"If it weren't for him, the board would've pitched you out on your 
ear after you came in the first time as Elaine."

The shock of what she had said mellowed Elaine instantly.  "What are 
you talking about?"

"Didn't you know?  At the board meeting that was convened after your 
confrontation with mister Irons, mister Davis was the only one 
willing to stand up to Old Metal Head," the company's nickname for 
the boss.

"The only one?  What was Metal Head's role in that board meeting?"

"Metal Head called it.  From what I hear, he raged about you being 
'an insult to the company' and 'a blight on their old and established 
name.'  But Brighton stood up for you.  He pointed out that between 
losing your considerable talents and the inevitable ACLU lawsuits, 
wrongful termination would cost the company far more than keeping you 
on."

Elaine was stunned.  "I... see.  Thanks, Jenny."  She barely heard 
Jenny's reply as she walked from the room.

She drove to Jim's mansion, growing more enraged by the second. 
Jason had lied to her!  He hadn't been her savior at that board 
meeting; he had been her Judas!  Then when he failed to get her 
dismissed, he eventually wound up turning her into his little 
plaything!  She stormed into the mansion, bitching out loud.  When 
Jim pressed her for details, she told him the whole story.

After she finished, he said, "I'm calling my lawyer."

"Don't bother.  There's no evidence.  It's my word against his."

"That's good enough for me."

"But not good enough for a court of law.  Besides I've got a better idea."

"What?"

"Do you know anybody who we could contact to have that scum kidnapped 
and brought here?"

"Officially?  No."

"No more playing around, Jim.  I am anything but an idiot.  I know 
you've got certain 'less than scrupulous' contacts, even if you've 
never admitted it."

"And not admitting it officially keeps you safe in case something goes wrong."

"No more games, Jim.  In for a penny, in for a pound.  What I'm 
planning for Jason D. Irons makes accomplice to kidnapping a minor 
offense in comparison.  I want to be in on all stages of this."

"What are you planning?"

Elaine grinned evilly.  "Did I tell you that I'm ready to test my new 
'Aggressive Protein Strings?'  I figure that since Jason is so 
enamored of sex with she-males, maybe he'd like to try it from the 
other side.  Can you think of a better first test subject?"

Jim smiled.  "No, I can't."

************

THREE DAYS LATER...

Jason Irons woke up with a throbbing headache.  He had been getting 
into his limo to go out on a night on the town, when someone had 
konked him on the back of his head.  Now he was naked and strapped to 
a table.  He heard a door open and looked over, seeing Elaine stride 
purposefully into the room.

"Elaine, what's going on here?  Release me at once!"

He was shocked when she said, "Shut up before I gag you."  He said 
nothing as she strode to a medical cabinet and retrieved a vial of 
some kind.  "I bet you're wondering what you're doing here.  Well, I 
heard about your real position during the meeting of my fate.  You 
lied to me, Jason, then used me for your sexual gratification.  I'm 
going to punish you, Jason."

"Wh-  What are you going to do to me?"

She filled a syringe with the mixture from the vial.  "Make you into 
your sexual fantasy."

He complained loudly as she jammed the syringe into his arm and 
depressed the plunger.  Suddenly his body tensed up and he screamed 
in pain.  She took a small micro-cassette recorder and said into it, 
"Note: Include, when possible, a pain killer and/or sedative to 
compensate for pain experienced due to rapid tissue readjustment." 
He passed out after only a few seconds, but Elaine watched with 
scientific fascination as he changed.

Jason's body trembled all over then his body's tissue began to flow 
like water.  The most noticeable change was in his chest.  His 
nipples started to swell then his chest grew a pair of sizable 
breasts.  His waist shrunk in and his hips rounded out and grew a 
bit.  His arms and legs slimmed and his face took on a more feminine 
cast.  When the transformation was finished, except for his hair, 
Jason had an entirely new body.

She looked him up and down, evaluating him from a scientific 
viewpoint.  The first thing she noticed was that his arms and legs 
were still covered in his normal manly hair.  Immediately, thoughts 
of making him get rid of it came to mind, and she considered ways of 
permanently getting rid of hair with her compounds came to mind (She 
hated having to shave her legs).  She could have the APS system grow 
tight around the roots of the hair, strangling it to death.  In much 
the same manner, she could have the APS's clear up any follicle 
problems, promoting healthy hair growth, all but eliminating any 
baldness.  Thinking about it, she realized that killing the hair 
would work for the face, but killing the hair on the arms and legs 
probably wouldn't be the best idea.  Better instead to have the APS 
saturate the follicles and change the pigmentation and structure, 
making the hair on the limbs lighter and thinner.

She got out a tape measure and checked his dimensions.  His 
dimensions were exactly as she had set when she mixed the compounds, 
38-30-36 with a D cup.  There were some other things she had to test, 
but she couldn't do them with him unconscious, so she got out some 
smelling salts and woke him up.

He staggered to consciousness, stuttering, "Wh-  What's going on? 
What did you do to me?"

She pressed a lever on the base of the table and tilted it so he was 
facing a mirror.  "I gave you a fantastic body."

"But... it's a girl's body."

"Yes, it is."  She reached up and stroked his new breast.  His dick 
grew almost instantly at her touch.  "The real trick was giving you 
breasts as sensitive as a woman's.  Growth was easy, but getting the 
nerves to have increased responsiveness was the real trick."

Jason couldn't help but moan at the pleasure his new breasts were 
giving him.  "Oh, lookie, our new little girl likes her breasts."

"I'm not a girl," he said through panting breath.

"You are as long as I want you to be."

"You can't keep me here forever."

"I don't have to.  Just another 24 hours."

"What happens in 24 hours?"

"What I just injected into you will permanently bond to your body, 
and you'll look like this forever."

"I...  I can get surgery.  Reverse this process."

"And how are you going to pay for it?  Use your credit cards?  You 
sure look like a Jason Irons now."

"I can explain what you did to me."

"What are you going to explain?  You were kidnapped and injected with 
a drug, and when you woke up you had a girl's body?  People saw you 
yesterday as Jason.  No one's going to believe that in one day you 
turned into this."

"They can test me.  They'll find your chemicals in my body."

"To quote you, 'Don't be naive.'  You may only be a petty little 
bureaucrat, but even you must realize that a new drug can be 
discovered on current drug tests only if it bears a strong 
resemblance to current drugs.  New designer drugs are almost 
impossible to detect.  And my new drugs are like NOTHING ever before 
created."

"So what are you going to do to me?"

"I'm going to keep you here until you've worked off your debt."

"What debt?"

"The costs involved in creating this marvelous concoction."

"You expect me to pay you for turning me into a bitch?!"

"If you ever want to return to manhood, you will."

"You can reverse this?  I thought you said it became permanent in 24 hours."

"And it will.  IF I don't give you a specially designed agent that 
will keep that from happening.  I've also got an agent that will 
reverse the process entirely, restoring you to your former self."

"What do I have to do to get it?"

"It'll just cost you a half million dollars."

"I'll have to be changed back before I can get a hold of that kind of money."

"What?  Do I look like I'm stupid?  You have to get the money, as is."

"How?"

"We'll put you to work as a maid here.  You won't have to pay social 
security or taxes, so all your wages are pure profit.  At a fair wage 
of $10/hour, working 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, it'll only take 
you 4,167 days or roughly 11.4 years."

"Eleven years!  I'll be ruined!"

"Well, there is a way for you to make more money, but I'm not sure 
you'll be willing."

"I'll do anything!"

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"Then we can rent you out as a prostitute.  $50 a blowjob, $80 for 
you to fuck them, and $100 bucks for them to fuck you.  If you're 
good, and you'll have to be good for us to charge those prices, you 
could make up to a thousand a night."

"That's still over a year."

"It'll have to do.  Now let's see if you're worth the price."

"What do you mean?"

Elaine pointed to her crotch.  "Time for your first blowjob."

Jason gulped.  Elaine used a remote and the restraints holding Jason 
in place popped loose.  He went to his knees before her and pulled 
her dress up.  He took her panties and pulled them down from around 
her crotch.  He leaned forward and took her dick into his mouth 
gently sucking and licking at it.  She was amazed at how good he was 
and soon was spraying deep into his mouth.

After he was finished, she asked, "Done this before?"  He looked down 
shamefully.  "So you have.  I guess the big, manly boss didn't want 
anyone to know he was a cocksucking fag."

"Now are you going to fuck me?"

"No, I don't think so.  I've never fucked a she-male before, so I 
can't be a proper judge of your ability.  So I've got another guy in 
mind."

Elaine departed from the room, and went to the mansion's security 
office where she could observe the room on hidden cameras.  Jim was 
there and signaled the man they had as soon as she walked in.  A 
couple seconds later, a man that looked like a walking stereotype of 
an Italian mobster, minus the clothes, walked in.  The man took 
Jason, turned him around, bent him over and fucked him.  After he was 
finished, he tilted the table flat and put Jason on his back atop it. 
Jason had yet to cum, so the man simply straddled his legs, slipped 
Jason's cock into his ass bouncing up and down on him until they both 
came.

Afterwards, he left and came up to the security room.  Elaine asked, 
"So how was he?"

"Not bad at fucking, but only okay at being fucked.  I'd suggest 
charging equal amounts for both until he gets better."

"Thanks."

"There's another thing."

"What?"

"My fee for what you eventually have planned for him.  I've decided 
to change it."

Jim said, "Trying to stiff us?  Want more money?"

"No.  My boyfriend has recently started taking hormones without a 
prescription.  He wants to grow breasts without going through the 
medical rigmarole."

Elaine said, "That's really dangerous."

"I know.  So in return for giving him a fantastic body like that," he 
nodded to the screen, "I'll take care of Miss Irons."

Elaine thought about it.  "I'll do it on one condition.  We inform 
your boyfriend of everything.  This is still experimental.  It's one 
thing to use a piece of trash like Metal Head unwillingly, but unless 
your boyfriend is an exploitive bastard, he shouldn't go into this 
blind."

"Okay.  And if he says no, I'll take the original fee."

"Deal."
-- 
"This is reality, not T.V.  Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure.  I just like T.V. better."

J R D
jrdss@pobox.alaska.net

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