Message-ID: <33567asstr$1006254609@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <jrdss@pobox.alaska.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 X-Original-Message-ID: <a05100301b81f4b3da9ca@[209.112.159.56]> From: J R D <jrdss@pobox.alaska.net> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="us-ascii" ; format="flowed" X-ASSTR-Arrival-Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2001 15:03:33 -0900 Subject: {ASSM} Biochemistry 0 (tg stuff) [8/8] Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2001 06:10:09 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/33567> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, hecate Had to get a new email, so I'm reposting my old works under the new addy to get it out. Part 8. Now, onto the boring stuff ------------------------- DISCLAIMERS ------------------------- 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. This story remains the property of the author. Permission is granted to download, photocopy, copy and repost so long as any such action contains these disclaimers, and no attempt is made to profit from this story. 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. ------------------------- Now onto the fun stuff ------------------------- ************ FOUR DAYS LATER... Elaine was asleep in bed, this time alone when she heard screams of fear. She was in a babydoll nightie and panties (her own preferred sleeping attire), and she didn't even grab her robe after she jumped from the bed. She ran into the hall to find almost all of the other members of the staff doing the same to see what had happened. At the end of the hall, Elaine saw a man holding Lita, his arm wrapped around her throat, a blade in his free hand. Elizabeth and Susan were trying to talk to him, but he just said, "Stow it!" He nodded his head at Elaine. "You? You're the top bitch here, right?" As coldly as possible, she responded, "I am the head of this household." "Good. You're going to give me your private files, or your little girl here gets a knife to the back." "There's no need for violence. Follow me to the lab." "Order the rest of these bitches to stay here." Elaine said, "Nobody follow us," then turned and walked down the stairs to the lab. She wanted to do something, but as long as he had Lita hostage, she didn't dare try anything. She preceded him into the lab and went down to her safe. As she turned the combination lock, she said, "Whatever they're paying you, I can pay you more." He snorted. "Sorry, babe. Once I take a job, I always follow through." "Fine, just don't hurt Lita." Elaine took out three folders full of notes and set them on the table. "That's all my notes on anything that isn't already public knowledge." "Good. Now step back." Elaine took a couple steps back. "Good." The man then took his knife and jammed it into Lita's back. She yelped in pain and crumpled to the ground. Elaine ran to her side as the man ran from the room with folders in hand. Elaine ran to the intercom and yelled, "Call an ambulance! Susan, get down here, now!" then ran back to Lita and applied emergency medical aid. Susan was by her side in a couple minutes and they worked together to keep Lita alive until the paramedics got there. After they left, she told her chauffeur, "Bring the car around. I'm going to the hospital." After her chauffeur ran out, she asked, "Did anybody see where that man went?" "He ran back to the living quarters. He ran into Denise's room. She, of course, had slept through everything. But he grabbed some kind of rope he had set up there and started rappelling down the outside of the house. We thought he was going to get away, when suddenly Jan came crashing out of the second floor window he was passing by, taking both of them to the ground." "Is Jan okay?" "He's fine. He made sure to land on top of the man. But then he beat the man to death. Just as the division guards arrived." "Great. Witnesses to a death on the grounds." "There's something else." "What?" "When the guards questioned Jan, he gave them the name, Janine." Elaine considered that as she went outside to the car. As she got in, Jan, just finished with his questioning by the private guards that were called when he went crashing through the window, ran up and asked, "Can I go with you? I saw the ambulance take Lita away." Elaine nodded and Jan got in with her. As they drove, Elaine said, "Your killing that man was not helpful." "I know. I'm sorry. I really am, but when I was on top of him, remembering his knife at Lita's throat, I just lost it." "Speaking of which, how did you know where he was going?" "It's where I planned to make my escape after I was finished. Denise sleeps like a log, and also leaves her window open at night. It's a hole in your security system. It's not the only one, but it is the biggest one." "Of course, now that you've been questioned by the security guards, we have a problem." "I know. I can't just disappear until the investigation is over. And unless this dies off really fast, the investigation will go long past my three month time limit. But that no longer matters to me." "Indeed, Janine?" Jan smiled. "You heard about that? I suppose I could say that I just gave them a more feminine name in fitting with my appearance." "Why? Jan's a sufficiently unisex name that you could've passed." "Alright, I give. I wanted Lita to know first, but I decided to stay as I am." "May I ask why? You need not answer, but from what I have heard, you have never made any secret of your intention to return to manhood." "It was because of the intruder. When he had Lita hostage, I realized that there was no way I was going to lose her if I could help it. And returning would mean losing her." "Welcome to the family, Janine. Now I just need to find you a permanent position." "I've already got the thing. Your security system is good, the best money can buy, but it's all automatic. You need somebody, a thinking individual, who can see holes in your security and plug them as the need arises." "A mansion security chief?" "Exactly. Somebody who has experience with using those holes him, or her, self." "You sound like just the girl. The job is yours, Janine." They pulled into the hospital and Janine and Elaine went into the emergency room. They had to wait for Lita to get out of surgery. When the doctor came out, he said, "She's alive and out of danger. But there were some complications." "What complications?" Janine asked. "When her attacker stabbed her, he cut her spinal cord. I think we repaired most of the damage, but she'll definitely have some loss of mobility, but there'll be no telling how much until she wakes and we try her legs out." Elaine asked, "Worst case scenario, doctor, what could we be looking at?" "She could be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of her life. She may not even be able to stand." Janine gasped. "Don't worry. I think it far more likely that she'll just have a partial loss of mobility. She'll need physical therapy for a while, but she should get to the point where she can get around with a cane." Janine asked, "Can I go see her?" "She's still asleep, but if you want to see her, go ahead." A nurse took Janine to see Lita as Elaine discussed Lita's care with the doctor. ************ THE NEXT DAY... Elaine walked into Lita's room to hear her complaining to Janine. "You insufferable, pig-headed bastard! Leave me alone!" "Not a chance." Elaine asked, "What's going on?" Lita said, "Mistress, would you tell this bastard that I never loved him and he should go back to being Jan?" "Why would I lie like that?" To Janine, she said, "What's wrong with her?" Janine replied, "She's on the pity-pot. The doctor told her about her problems with her nerves, and ever since she's been bitching." "Please, Mistress, I'm going to be useless. I can't do my job anymore. The doctor tells me there's swelling, so until it goes down, I'll be stuck in a wheelchair, so just leave me to my fate. Both of you." Elaine was shocked. Janine said, "See what I mean? Now, Lita, I've already told Mistress that I intend to become a permanent member of the household, so you'll just have to suffer with me for the rest of your life." "Oh, shut up." Elaine angrily said, "That is enough! I don't know where you got this stupid idea that I, or any member of the house, was going to abandon you just because of a problem you've got, but get it out of your head. You are going to come home. You are going to go through therapy. And you are going to get better. And I don't want to hear any more about it!" Elaine turned on her heel and strode out of the room. After she was gone, Janine put her arm around Lita and said, "She really does love you." "But I'm useless now." Janine kissed her. "No, you're helpless. There's a difference." Lita looked up to Janine and said, "Jan, I'm scared." "I understand." Elaine went to the doctor and discussed what changes needed to be made to the house to help with Lita's recovery. Then she went to a contractor and had him come look at the house. But what he told her was disheartening. "There's no way we can make your house wheelchair accessible." "Why not?" "Your house is too old. It qualifies as a landmark and there's no way we could get a permit to make the wide scale changes we need. Hell, in order to make your house wheelchair accessible, we'll practically have to level it and rebuild it from the ground up." "Isn't there anything that can be done?" "Well, if you're looking to make a residence for someone in a wheelchair, that pool house is perfect. All the hallways are wide enough, it'll just take widening the doors, and installing ramps in the entry and support bars in the bathroom." "Do it." As the contractor made his estimates for what was needed, Elaine went inside and talked to Bridgette about costs. After they were finished, Bridgette asked, "Who are you going to have replace her as head of the household?" "Who says I need to replace her?" "I'm not saying permanently, but she can't do her job from out in the pool house. You're going to have to appoint a temporary replacement at least." Elaine sighed. "I'll decide later. Anything else?" "Yeah, we have another victim for transformation, one Lando Running Wolf. A native American who has apparently been knowingly passing around STD's to unsuspecting sexual partners, both male and female." "Alright, let's make the arrangements." ************ ONE MONTH LATER... Elizabeth, who had been serving as de facto head of the household during Lita's absence, approached Elaine during lunch. "Mistress?" "Yes, Liz?" "We may have a problem. Janine didn't show up for work this morning. Normally I wouldn't think anything of it, but Susie said she went out to the pool house to see how things were going, and the place was locked up tight as a drum. It may be nothing, but I thought you should know." "Thank you, Elizabeth. I'll go out and check on her." Normally, Elaine wouldn't have been concerned about any of her girls, but Janine had always come in promptly at 9 am every morning. She took the time to pick up her master key set before going out to the pool house. She knocked on the door, but received no answer. She tried looking in the window, but saw nothing. She fished out the proper key and unlocked the door. She opened the door and said, "Janine? Lita?" but got no answer. She stepped in and looked around. She found Janine at the table, collapsed, and asleep. She was about to wake her up, when she saw tear streaks in Janine's make-up. She saw a sheet of paper in front of Janine, and picked it up. It read, "Dear Jan, I know you're only staying a girl because you want to be with me, and I can't stand the guilt. Both of keeping you from returning and from burdening you with a cripple. So I'm leaving. I know this will be a shock, but please don't come looking for me. I love you, Jan. Please return to who you really are. Good-bye. Remember me fondly, Lita." As Elaine finished reading the note, Janine stirred from her sorrow induced slumber. "Mistress, she left me. She ran away." Elaine wrapped her arms around Janine. As Janine dissolved into tears, Elaine said, "It's okay. I've got great investigators. We will find her." After Janine finished crying, Elaine said, "Let's get you into bed." As they headed to the bedroom, Janine stopped, saying, "No. I can't go back in there. Not without her." "I understand. We'll go back to the main house and put you to bed there." Elaine took Janine back to the house and tucked her into bed in her old room. As Janine fell asleep, Elaine went out and explained what had happened to the other girls, then went and called her investigator to have them look for Lita. After she hung up, she said, "Damn it, girl, what are you thinking?" ************ ONE WEEK LATER... Janine had been called into Elaine's office and, as she walked through the door, hoped that Elaine had some news for her. "Sit down," Elaine told her. Janine sat on the offered seat. "I'm afraid I have bad news. My investigators have searched for Lita, but have failed to find her. Her trail goes from here to the bus terminal, but then disappears. There is no evidence of her having boarded any bus, and none of the terminal employees even remember seeing her." Janine choked back a sob, and clenched her eyes shut in order to prevent any tears from escaping. After a few seconds, Janine opened her eyes and asked, "Now what?" "That... is up to you. Although your body has absorbed the APS system, and is producing it's own, it wouldn't be impossible for me to perform a biochemical purge on your body, restoring you to your old male self. If you wish it, that is." "If...? No. No, that's not what I want. I guess you don't understand, either. Although being with Lita was a big plus, I didn't stay just because of her. I stayed because I enjoy what I've become, and because I feel a real duty to help protect you and the girls. I just wish I could've shown that to Lita." "Don't worry, Janine. We'll keep looking for her. We'll find her, no matter how long it takes." Janine left the room, saying, "But how long will that be?" ************ TWO YEARS LATER... Elaine sat on the couch watching Elizabeth and Susan dance on the anniversary of Elizabeth's decision to remain a woman. Janine had just gone off to bed when she heard the door open and one of the girls walk in. She watched the door to the parlor until Bridgette walked by. She called out to her first staff member transformee and asked her to come in. Bridgette came in and sat on the couch and Elaine asked, "So, miss 'serial monogamy', how did your date with Maria go?" "It went great, so bite me." Elaine grinned and Susan and Elizabeth came over and sat on the couch. Elizabeth asked, "Mistress, I've heard you refer to Bridgette many times as you just did, 'miss serial monogamy'. May I ask, what does it mean?" Elaine looked to Bridgette and asked, "You want to explain it?" Bridgette said, "Shortly after Elaine transformed me, she asked me whether or not I believed if there was one special person out there for me. I told her no, and that I was a practitioner of serial monogamy, and that I felt that every relationship was eventually going to end. So, ever since I hooked up with Maria, she's been asking if there were any signs of my ending that relationship to move on to someone else. And I'm happy to report no, there are no signs of our relationship even cooling down, much less ending. Although I have to admit Maria makes a lot of effort to make sure I stay with her." "Why is that?" "Maria's bisexual. She likes snuggling with a shapely woman, but she also loves the feeling of a stiff dick inside her. So she calls me her perfect lover since I've got both." Elaine said, "Yeah, right. If it were all Maria, you wouldn't do half the things I've seen you do for that woman." "Yeah, well, I do really like her." "Just like?" "Okay. I admit it. I love Maria. There, you happy?" "No. A little melancholy, really." "Why?" "You've got Maria. Susan and Elizabeth have each other. Even Janine has Lita, assuming we ever find her. I'm just beginning to wonder if there really is someone out there for me." Susan hugged her. "Why don't you spend the night with me and Liz tonight?" "Thanks, but I just want to be alone tonight." Elizabeth asked, "Are you sure? We'd love to have you." "I know, but I'm not feeling up to it tonight." Elaine got up and kissed each of the girls and said, "See you in the morning." After Elaine left, Elizabeth asked, "Should we leave her alone? She seemed awfully down about this." Susan said, "It's not just her not finding her true love. She confessed to me that the last few ideas she tried with her compound have been totally wrong for solving the problem of abnormal tissue growth when the body absorbs the APS's. She's having to scrap the additions and start over with the base system." "All the more reason she shouldn't be alone." "No, all the more reason she should be alone. When she's feeling stumped, Elaine can usually get an idea from a dream." ************ A DREAM... Elaine was in a bar. She knew it was a dream, because the bar was from a far lower economic class than where she normally frequented. Judging from the clientele, it appeared to be a bar frequented by young professionals in their mid-20's. A young man with black hair came up to her and asked, "My name is Samuel Nevada. Can I buy you a drink?" Normally, Elaine would've refused, but this time, she said, "Sure." The man waved two fingers to the bartender, and two drinks were placed in front of them. Elaine's was her standard fruit juice, but Elaine could tell that the drink served to the man was a batch of her APS mix. He took the drink and downed it without hesitation. His body shifted and flowed into a beautiful woman. "She" then said, "I am a real person. I am a student at the state university, just finishing finals for this semester right now. Make this," she waved her hands down her body, "real." "Why should I? What have you done?" "Not much. But I am incapable of having a real relationship. Unless I confront the woman inside, I will die alone." Elaine shook her head. "I am not a social service. I transform only the worst, and only temporarily. Look for a good therapist." Elaine started to walk away, but Sam said, "I can give you what you most desire." Elaine turned around. "And what would that be?" "True love." "You?" Elaine found that doubtful. She loved her girls and they were attractive, but she was still far more attracted to genetic girls. But Sam said, "No, I am destined for another. But I will bring to you the woman who will love you and who you will love above all others." "But-" "Make this a reality," Sam said as she faded from view. ************ ONE WEEK LATER... Elaine sat in the same bar she had seen in her dream. She had checked on Samuel Nevada and found him to be a near straight A student and a womanizer. But then again, he didn't pretend to be otherwise. He never promised any long term relationships and only engaged in one night stands. Not exactly her normal target for transformation. But she couldn't get that dream out of her head. So she decided to test it. Her investigators had found this bar and today was the last day of finals. She would spend the next three nights here. If Samuel Nevada came to her, all the way across town, she would know that her dream was more than a weird fluke. It was just before midnight when she saw him walk through the door. He looked around a bit before his eyes latched onto her and he started over. Elaine shrugged inwardly. Maybe she had a chance at true love after all. But what she didn't know was that Samuel Nevada had a secret. A secret so hidden even he didn't know about it. But that's getting ahead of the story... ************ -- "This is reality, not T.V. Can't you tell the difference?" "Sure. I just like T.V. better." 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