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Subject: {ASSM} Biochemistry - The Sequel (tg) [6/10]
Date: Wed, 21 Nov 2001 04:10:05 -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 6.

Now, onto the boring stuff

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

ON THE LAST DAY OF THE CRUISE...

James stormed into his room, where Sam and Elaine waited.  "Damn! 
Damn!  Damn!"

"What is it?" Sam asked.

"It's dad.  He's as bad as he ever was!"

"Damn.  He showed some promise that night, too," Elaine said.  "Did 
he tell you what was wrong?"

"No.  He refuses to speak to me.  Not that I'm all that surprised by 
that particular decision.  I am pretty much responsible for his 
current state."

Elaine said, "No matter.  I think I know what it is."

"What?"

"He's afraid of being like me.  Of enjoying being a woman with a dick."

"Sounds like dad.  Screws himself out of any enjoyment just because 
he's afraid of being seen as anything less than manly, and causes mom 
to suffer alongside him.  She deserves someone better."

Sam said, "I just wish she'd leave the man."

Elaine asked, "Is that an official wish?"

Sam stared at her.  Years ago, thanks to Sam, Elaine had solved a 
crucial problem she was having with her own biochemical compounds, 
and was thus freed from the chains of needing daily dosages of her 
own medication.  In response, Elaine had given her a wish, which Sam 
wagered and won, getting a total of three wishes.  If it was within 
Elaine's resources to accomplish, she would do it for Sam.

Sam's first wish was an attempt to remove her penis and get a cunt so 
as not to lose James when he was still unaware of her status as a 
she-male.  When a problem with the compound that had transformed her 
into Samantha in the first place made that impossible, she got her 
wish back, and used it to bring Tracie into existence.  A wish that 
had given her more than she could ever have hoped for.

Now, with two wishes left, Elaine was asking her if she wanted to use 
one to get Elaine to attempt to get Melissa out of the abusive 
household she was in.

Sam said, "Both James and I have attempted to convince her to leave 
Jack, and failed.  What makes you think you can succeed where we 
failed?"

"Not relevant.  Are you using a wish?"

Sam thought about it.  "Alright, let's make it official.  I wish that 
you, without resorting to drugs or force, would get Melissa Smith to 
leave her husband."

"Done.  With all provisos accepted."

James asked, "Do you really think you can do it?"

"I'm pretty sure I can."

"Why?  Why do you think you can succeed where we have failed?"

"Because, children, I know your mother better than you do."

James and Sam just gave Elaine a strange look as she walked from the 
room and headed to Melissa's room.  She knocked on the door, and 
waited for Melissa to open it.  "Oh, hello, Elaine.  Come on in."

Elaine stepped in and gave Melissa a quick kiss.  "Hello, love."

"So what brings you here?"

"I wanted to talk to you about Jack."

"Just so long as you don't ask me about leaving him."

"Well, then what's there to talk about?"

"Not you, too!"  Melissa turned away and walked to her dresser.  "I'm 
getting enough of that from my children.  I can't leave my husband."

Elaine walked up to her and put her hands on Melissa's arms.  "Hun, I 
know why you're unwilling to leave Jack."

"Why?" Melissa said, not believing that Elaine knew her that well.

Elaine said, "Because you only respond to selfishness."

"What?!"

Elaine took Melissa's chin and turned it up to her face.  "You're a 
giver, my love.  You give endlessly, and won't... can't do for 
yourself.  So when your children ask you to leave him for your own 
sake, they might as well be talking to the wall."

Melissa's eyes started to tear up.  "Even if I say you're right, so 
what?  I still can't just leave Jack."

"I'm not asking you to just leave Jack.  I'm asking you to come to 
me.  Move in with me.  Become, well, my wife.  Not an official 
marriage, of course, but as official as we can make it."

Melissa was flabbergasted.  "I...  I..."

"Melissa, I love you.  I want to be with you.  And I want you to be 
mine.  All mine."

"But...  But..."

Elaine gently touched Melissa's face.  "Melissa, when I see you with 
someone else, part of me wants to yank you away and carry you off. 
Even your own son and daughter.  I do nothing... say nothing, because 
I know that they're good people who are good for you.  But I will 
not...  I cannot share you with that... that... sorry excuse for a 
man."

"Quiet.  He'll hear you."

"I don't care!  I love you, Melissa, and it is for your sake alone 
that I don't go in there and knock him senseless.  Leave him!  Not 
for your sake, but for mine!  I... need you."

"But I... I can't leave him like he is.  Doomed to a body he hates."

"Feh.  That's just an excuse.  One call, and I'll have the reversal 
agent delivered to us as soon as we pull into dock this afternoon.  A 
simple injection, and Jacqueline goes to sleep, and one hour later, 
Jack's back.  Now will you leave that... ass and come to live with 
me?"

Melissa started to cry silent tears.  "Yes.  Yes, I will."  The two embraced.

Later that day, Jack was packing the last of Melissa's clothes away 
when she walked in with Elaine.  "Good afternoon, Jackie."

"Mistress."

"Jack, I've decided to have mercy on you.  I've decided to give you 
the reversal agent which will return you to your normal body."

"You... have?  What's the catch?"

Melissa pulled out a paper and handed it to him.  "Sign this."

"What is it?"  Jack looked it over.  "A... divorce decree?"

"Mm-hmm.  You sign that.  Elaine injects you, and you wake up in an 
hour, tit-free and single."

"I won't pay alimony."

"Not asking for it.  I get my clothes, my collection of unicorn 
knickknacks, and my family portrait, the one you barely consented to. 
Then we go our separate ways."

"And if I refuse?"

"Then I go my separate way, and Jacqueline gets to fend for herself. 
Don't worry.  We won't give you the reversal agent, but we will give 
you something to make your current body permanent.  You'll be able to 
live out your life as a perfectly normal 15 year old girl.  Well, a 
15 year old with...  What are you down to now?  Double EE tits?"

Jack gulped.  "I guess I don't have any choice."  Jack took the paper 
and signed it.  Elaine pulled a long case out of her purse, opened 
it, and withdrew a syringe.  "That... will make me normal again?"

"Yes, it will."

"Can Melissa inject me with it?"

Elaine turned to Melissa and shrugged.  Melissa took the syringe, and 
said, "Sit down."  Jack sat on the edge of the bed.  Melissa swabbed 
his arm with an alcohol mixture Elaine gave her and injected him.  As 
he started to drift off, Melissa helped him onto the bed, gave him a 
quick kiss, and said, "Goodbye, Jack."

When Jack woke up an hour later, all Melissa's stuff was gone.  When 
he got his stuff back to his house, all her stuff was gone from there 
to.  But it really hit home when he noticed the big, empty spot above 
the fireplace where the family portrait used to hang, and he never 
felt so alone.

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

ONE YEAR LATER, AT ELAINE'S CLINIC...

Elaine was scrambling to complete the latest tests she had made on 
James/Tracie.  Tomorrow was the anniversary of the day Melissa had 
moved in, and she wanted to get home early to start the celebration. 
Elaine stopped for a second.  Before Melissa had moved in, Elaine 
rarely got out of the lab before 7.  Or if she did, she went straight 
to the lab at home.  Now, she was almost never in the lab later than 
5:30.  The thing was, she actually got more done now.  Ironic what 
love could inspire.

There was a knock on the door.  "Come in."  Susan walked in.  "Hey, 
Susan, just finishing up here, then we can get out of here."

"Uhm, Elaine, there's a... man here to see you."

"Can't you tell him to come back in a couple days?"

"He insists, and... I think you need to see him."

Elaine gave Susan a strange look.  "Okay."  Elaine finished up the 
tests and packed away the equipment.  She then walked out into the 
waiting room and stopped cold when she saw who it was.  "Hello, 
Jack," she said, the contempt evident in her voice.  "What are you 
doing here?"

"I'd like to see my wife."

"She's not your wife any more."

"A legal document I was forced to sign.  I don't consider it binding."

"What you consider isn't relevant."

"Regardless, you will take me to see my wife."

"And why would I do that?"

"Because if you don't, if you make the decision for her as to whether 
or not she can see me, then you become as bad as you say I am."

Elaine cringed.  Damn it!  He was right.  She had no right to tell 
Melissa who she could or couldn't see, no matter who it was or how 
bad it could be for her.  "Alright, Jack, I'll take you to see her. 
But I'm going to warn you, my staff has fallen in love with Melissa. 
If you hurt her, even unintentionally, you'll be lucky to make it out 
of the house alive."

Jack said nothing.

"Well, come on."  Elaine walked to her limo, and Jack followed. 
Elaine got in, waited for Jack, then signaled her driver to pull out. 
"So, why do you want to talk to Melissa, Jack?"

"That's between her and me."

Elaine tensed up.  Part of her, a very strong part, wanted to leap 
across the limo and beat an answer out of him, but she, somehow, 
managed to restrain herself.  They drove the rest of the way in 
silence.  When they got there, Elaine proceeded him up the front 
steps.  When they got inside, Elaine said, "Linda will show you to 
the parlor.  I'll go get Melissa."

Elaine went up to Melissa's room.  She was on the phone making 
arrangements for a charity event.  Since all the household duties 
were controlled by Linda, Melissa started feeling bored and restless 
early on, so Elaine suggested she take the role of the classic rich 
wife, and make many charity events.  Elaine gave her an unlimited 
expense account, and Melissa took to it like a fish to water.  She 
became a true society matron, sponsoring and arranging fund raisers 
for any and every charity she could.

When Elaine entered, Melissa winked at her.  She quickly finished her 
call, hung up the receiver, and put her arms around Elaine's neck. 
"Happy anniversary, love.  Ready to start the festivities?"  Melissa 
kissed Elaine and quickly noticed Elaine wasn't quite getting into it 
like she normally would.  "Okay, hun, what's wrong?"

"You've got a visitor."

"So?  What's the big deal?"

"It's Jack."

"Jack?  As in..."

"As in your ex."

"Oh."

"If you want, I'll send him packing.  I just didn't feel right making 
the decision for you."

"No.  If he made the effort after all this time, it might be 
important.  I'll see him.  Will you be there with me?"

"I... don't think I should."

"Why not?"

"Melissa, if you really want me there, I will be.  But, if I'm in the 
room, and Jack does anything to hurt you, even unintentionally... 
I'll kill him.  I will grab him around the neck, and snap it like a 
twig."

"Oh."

"But I do want you to have someone in there.  Just in case.  I was 
thinking Elizabeth.  She can maintain control, and also has the 
strength to toss Jack around like a rag doll, if necessary."

"Good suggestion."  Melissa kissed Elaine.  "You'll be watching on 
the security cameras?"

"Of course."

Melissa walked down to the kitchen, got Elizabeth, and headed to the 
parlor.  She went inside and said, "Hello, Jack."

"Hello, Melissa.  You're looking well."

"You're looking... well."  It was a total lie.  He looked like crap. 
"What did you want to talk about?"

"Can we talk alone?"  He nodded towards Elizabeth.

"No."  Melissa sat down.

"But-"

"Jack, although you've never laid a finger on me, you've also always 
had a nasty streak.  Elizabeth is here to make sure you don't try 
something stupid.  Whatever you have to say can be said in front of 
her.  Now, what do you have to say to me?"

Jack sat down.  "Alright.  I was just figuring you had gotten over 
this lesbian infatuation, and had come to your senses and were ready 
to come back home."

Melissa stared at Jack, stunned.  Finally, she said, "Go home, Jack," 
and got up.

Jack lurched to his feet and put his hand on her arm.  "Melissa, 
please."  He quickly removed his hand as Elizabeth crossed the room 
towards them.

Melissa glared at Jack.  "What's your problem, Jack?"

"I... I need you, Melissa."

Melissa just stared at Jack.  There was no way he would've said 
something like that in jest.  It would've been hard enough for him to 
admit if it was true.  But Melissa needed details.  Details that Jack 
never would admit to willingly, and Melissa didn't want to finagle 
every little detail from him.  "Wait here."

Jack started to protest, but Melissa silenced him with a gesture. 
She left the room and went to the security booth where Elaine was 
waiting.  "Well?" Elaine said when Melissa entered.

"I need some help from you to get to the truth."

"Surely, you can't believe him?!"

"Jack would never lie about something like that.  And even if he 
would, I could always tell when Jack was lying.  But I need your help 
to get to the full details."

"NO!"  Elaine turned away.  "I will not help that... man!"

"Elaine."  Melissa put her hand on Elaine's arm.  Elaine turned and 
looked her lover in the eye.  "For me?"

Elaine sighed.  That did it.  There was no way she could deny Melissa 
anything.  "What do you need?"

"The truth serum you created.  You said it was more powerful than 
regular truth serums."

"It cuts through all defense mechanisms of the brain, making it 
impossible for the subject to lie, even to himself."

"That's what I need."

"I'll have Linda bring you a dose."

"Okay."  Melissa stood on her tiptoes and kissed Elaine on the cheek. 
She returned to the parlor to be met by Linda outside the door. 
Linda handed her the truth serum.  "Thanks."

Before Linda let her get away, she said, "Be careful, hun.  We don't 
want to lose you."

"You won't."

Melissa took the truth serum and went inside.  Jack was sitting 
meekly on the couch, clearly intimidated by Elizabeth.  Melissa 
walked up to him and handed him the serum.  "What's this?" he asked.

"A truth serum.  It'll help us get to the truth."

"But-"

"Drink it or leave, Jack."  Jack only took a few seconds before 
downing the entire bottle.  After a few seconds, his eyes glazed 
over, and he stared straight ahead.  "Jack?"

"Yes?"

"Why are you here?"

"Because I need you."

"But why?  Why do you need me?"

"Because..."  Melissa saw Jack trying to fight it, but the serum was 
too strong.  "I am weak.  I have always been weak.  I survived by 
leaching off your strength.  By making myself feel strong by making 
you weaker.  Without you, my life is and has always been nothing. 
Without you... I'll kill myself.  And I don't want to die."

Melissa was shocked.  Here he was confessing to something she never 
would've suspected.  Now what?  She couldn't leave, but she couldn't 
just let Jack die.  Then she thought of a plan.  Jack probably 
wouldn't like it, but that was tough.  She quickly left the room and 
ran to the security room.  Elaine was nowhere to be seen.  Melissa 
asked Janine, the security chief, "Where's Elaine?"

"She left right after Jack's confession.  She didn't say where she was going."

"That's strange."

Melissa left and went to the room that she and Elaine shared.  She 
found Elaine sitting on the edge of the bed, crying.  She ran to 
Elaine's side and took her in her arms.  "Hun, what's wrong?"

"I know you.  You can't let Jack die.  Even he doesn't deserve that. 
That means you're going to leave me."

"Oh.  Oh, no, hun."  Melissa held Elaine to her bosom.  "Sometimes, 
in your role as Mistress of the house, I forget that other times, 
you're just a scared little girl.  Elaine, my love, I do not want to 
see Jack die, but I would sooner see him rot in hell then ever leave 
you."

Elaine sniffled back some tears.  "You mean it?"

"Yes, my love, I could never lie to you.  But I will need some help 
from you to save Jack's life.  Some help from Susan would also be 
great, but that will, of course, be her choice."

Melissa quickly outlined her plan to Elaine.  "Jack's not going to 
like that.  Hell, I don't like it."

"But why?"

"With the exception of sexual criminals, rapists, pedophiles, and the 
like, I have never done a permanent, unwilling transformation.  I 
have taken on more than a few who might've deserved it, but I always 
left it up to them.  You're talking about a permanent transformation 
of both Jack's body and his psyche.  This is the kind of thing that 
can result in a serious emotional/mental breakdown.  Are you even 
sure Jack can handle it?"

Melissa thought about it.  "No, I'm not."

"And the transformation is only the beginning.  If your plan works, 
you're talking about bringing Jack here.  Into this household. 
Forget about what that'll do to him.  Think about what it'll do to 
me!"

"I know.  And, if you ever decide that you can't handle him after his 
transformation we can always ship him off to private school."

Elaine sighed.  "Alright, I'll do it, for you.  On one condition."

"Anything."

"Hold on, hun.  It's not something you can do.  It's something Jack has to do."

"What?"

Elaine told Melissa what she wanted.

"You don't make it easy, do you?"

"It's the only way I'll do this."

"But-"

"No, Melissa, not even for you will I go easy on this.  It's the only 
way I can accept going easy on my policy of no unwilling, permanent 
transformations."

"Okay.  But if I can do that, you'll transform him?"

"Yes, but don't ever expect me to like him.  Even after the transformation."

Melissa kissed Elaine.  "Just try to tolerate him."

"Okay."  After Melissa left, she said, "But I'm not promising anything."

Melissa returned to the parlor.  Jack was still on the couch, the 
truth serum he had been given wearing off.  Melissa walked up to him. 
"Jack, I've thought about what you said."

"And?"

"I don't want you to die."

"So you'll come back home with me?"

"No.  I've found love here, and I won't give it up.  Not even to save 
your life."

"Oh.  Then I guess I should leave."

"Maybe not.  There's a way you could stay here."

"Elaine would allow that?  Allow me to come live here?"

"Yes, and no.  She'd never allow Jack, the man, to move in."

"Then what?"

"Jack, I've always wanted a daughter."

"But you've gone through menopause.  You can't birth another child."

"I don't think you're getting it, Jack.  I may not be able to birth 
another child, but with your help, I could have a teenage one."

"My help?"

"Jack, I want Jacqueline back.  With Elaine's help, you can be 
restored to your form as a 13 year old girl.    And then you can 
enter the household as my daughter."

"I... I don't think I can do that."

Melissa walked over, kissed Jack on the forehead, and said, "Then 
goodbye, Jack."

As she walked away, Jack said, "Okay."

"What?"

"I said okay.  I'll do it."

"Alright, then you have to choose your new dimensions."

"Choose?"

"Cup size, waist and hips.  We can't very well give you your last 
proportions.  No matter what we do to your face, we can't very well 
pass off a girl with measurements of 38-28-38 and a double E cup as a 
13 year old.  We're going to have enough troubles passing off someone 
5'10" as a teen."

"Oh, well, whatever you want."

"No, Jack."

"What?"

"You have to take an active role in your own transformation.  Elaine 
insists and I agree.  If you don't, you'll always be able to say you 
had to do this, and that you just went along with it.  But, if you 
take part in your transformation, it'll show that at least part of 
you is willing to accept your new status as a girl."

"But I don't want to be a girl."

Melissa put her arm around Jack's shoulder.  "Jack, it's time to be 
blunt.  You may not want to be a girl, but, as a guy, you suck."

"Thanks."

"Jack, I'm not trying to be harsh.  But don't you see?  This isn't 
just a second chance with me.  It's a second chance at your life.  I 
know one of the biggest regrets you've ever had was not doing as well 
in school as you wanted.  Well, now, you'll be headed back to school, 
and can get better grades."

"Back to high school?"

"In a couple years, but first back to junior high.  You are only 
barely into your teens."

"But... as a girl?"

"So?  Y'know, Jack, some of us have managed to make it as women. 
Some of us have even done pretty well for ourselves.  And, maybe, 
just maybe, you'll be a great woman."

"Will you... expect me to date guys?"

"Only if you want to, hun.  Who you date is your business.  But does 
this mean you're willing?"

"Yes."

"So what do you want your measurements to be?"

Jack thought about it for a few seconds and said, "38-30-38."

"That's going to be sexy.  What cup size?"
-- 
"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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