Message-ID: <38079asstr$1030893003@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <jrdss@pobox.alaska.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 X-Original-Message-ID: <a05111a02b9975ad59a29@[209.112.159.2]> From: J R D <jrdss@pobox.alaska.net> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 31 Aug 2002 21:54:08 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} ZODIAC COIN: SAGITTARIUS (tg) [2/3] Date: Sun, 1 Sep 2002 11:10:03 -0400 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/Year2002/38079> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, newsman Here's my latest. 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 ------------------------- "Yes, he was. You think anybody else was affected?" Kelly, who was looking around, said, "I think a lot more. Maybe everybody." "What makes you say that?" "Take a look around. It's Saturday afternoon, well, nearly so. Where are all the boys? We should be able to see at least a few, riding bikes, playing catch, or just hanging out." Kate said, "Yeah, you're right, but do you really think that everybody was affected?" "There's only one way to find out. We'll have to go down the street knocking on doors and asking." David said, "You want us to go down the street and knock on doors looking like this?" "It's got to be done. If necessary Kelly and I could do it alone, but four will do it a lot faster than two will." Mark said, "She's right. We've got to bite the bullet and get this done." "So now that we've got that settled, we can split up and head down the streets. We girls will take the opposite side of the street. We'll split up, each couple going in a separate direction." Having a plan, they proceeded to implement it. They went down the street a few blocks and knocked on every door. It started slow, with only a few people trickling out at first, but it quickly picked up speed, and within the hour, the street was filled with what appeared to be a large group of women. With others helping, the group soon grew to hundreds, then thousands. Apparently, everyone male in the small town where they lived had been transformed into a shemale. Any man who was married or who lived with his girlfriend had been given a body exactly the same as his significant other's. Every other male, to best guess, had been transformed into a female version of himself. There was a lot of discussion about what had done it, but it was all guessing. No one really had any clues. Kate expected some arguments and fights, but mostly everyone was too stunned to fight. In the next few hours, there was more interaction, more milling about, between the people then had occurred in Time Square every New Year's Eve since they first started dropping the ball. Kate got to meet a bunch of people she otherwise would never have met, as well as get to know all over again some who she hadn't seen in a long time. One of the people she got to meet again was her sister, Amanda. About a year ago, Amanda had gotten married. They meant to keep in touch, but after the marriage and the honeymoon, this thing or that thing had always seem to crop up in one of their lives, so despite only living across town, they rarely heard from one another. After some brief pleasantries, including some introductions (Amanda and some of her friends meeting Kate and some of her friends), Amanda asked, "So what do you make of all this?" Kate shrugged her shoulders. "I have no idea. Whatever it is, it seems to be limited to our town. The TV still shows plenty of guys everywhere except here." "Any idea about who or what did this?" "I wouldn't even want to hazard a guess, but I think the bigger question right now is why. What possible reason could there be for this?" Kate asked, making a sweeping gesture with her arms to encompass the view of everyone. Susie, one of Amanda's friends, guessed, "Maybe it's some kind of an invasion. They use some kind of device to turn all our men into women, then, while we're all confused and disoriented, they just march in and take over." Amanda derisively replied, "Yeah, we're such a big military target, what with our zero military bases, no easy accessibility to major airport or bus terminal, and nothing more than branch offices for all our banks and credit unions." Kate said, "Not necessarily that bad of an idea. I don't think there's anything to be gained from the takeover of our sleepy, little hamlet, but our relative isolation might make us a target for somebody who wanted to prove that he could hit anyone, at any time." Jane, one of Kate's friends, asked, "Y'know what I think?" Kelly said, "Let me guess. Government conspiracy?" "How'd you know?" "Because you could find a government conspiracy in the fact that your favorite brand of toothpaste changed its flavor." After everybody had a brief chuckle, Jane said, "Very funny. But this does make sense. The government develops some kind of device for changing the sex of enemies, but they need to test it first, so they pick a little town that isn't close enough to any major city where they might be able to warn the news service." "That's silly. First off, if we were the victims of some secret government experiment, they'd have troops ready to move in to ensure that we didn't go squawking to anybody. It'd be easy to claim that we were the victims of some viral agent used by terrorists, and we needed to be quarantined. Secondly, it'd be too easy to use something like this in a war on terrorism and be totally justified. Could you imagine the effect a weapon that could do this would have on the misogynistic factions of fundamentalist Islam?" Kate was finding the discussion intriguing, but was distracted by a tap on the shoulder. She turned and saw mark and asked, "Hey, honey, what's up?" "It's time for someone to go pick up Petunia. Considering what happened, I think you better go pick her up without me, so you can let her know what's happened and get her used to the idea of what Elliott and I look like." "That'd probably be best. Kelly and I can go together in the minivan." Kelly and Kate quickly headed back home, got the minivan, and drove the 40 minute trip to the bus station where they would pick up Petunia and Kelly's daughter, Deborah. After a brief wait, the bus pulled in, the passengers disembarked, and the mothers and daughters quickly found each other. One of the first things Petunia said was, "Where's dad? I've got some neat stuff I want to show him." "Your father couldn't make it. He was feeling a little under the weather." Just then, Kate heard some people talking. It was just snippets here and there, but it scared her witless. The bits about, "Changed into women," and, "All a bunch of bimbos now," didn't scare her so much as, "Caused by some kind of biological weapon," and, "Whole town needs to be quarantined." so, without explaining it immediately to their kids, Kate and Kelly quickly collected the luggage, ushered everyone back to the minivan, and drove home as fast as possible. On the way back, Kelly explained what had happened to the men of the town. Petunia's reaction was, "So now dad and Elliot have boobs? That is so cool!" With all the stress of the day, Kate found herself yelling, "IT IS NOT COOL! Your father and brother had been transformed against their will by something or someone! Until the authorities know what to do, they may be taken away from us, thrown in jail or God knows what! WE MIGHT LOSE THEM! So this is definitely NOT cool! UNDERSTAND?!" Kate felt Kelly's hand on her arm, both comforting and warning. She heard Petunia say, "I'm sorry, mommy. I didn't..." Petunia wasn't sure what it was she wasn't supposed to have done, but she was clearly afraid that she had done something very wrong. Kate reached between the seats and said, "No, dear, mommy is sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. It's just been a really bad day. Do you forgive me?" Petunia reached out and took her mother's hand. "I forgive you, mommy, and it'll be okay. Isn't that what you're always saying? As long as the family stays together, it'll be okay?" Kate told her daughter, "Yes, dear, it'll be okay," and Petunia seemed to accept that, but Kate couldn't quite convince herself. When they got home, there were a few people milling about, but most of the people seemed to have gone home. As they pulled up in front of Kate's house, Kate warned, "Now, remember, no teasing." Both of the girls agreed, and they then and got out and started unloading the car. Soon, Mark came out, and Petunia said, "Dad, is that you? You look great!" "Thank you, darling, but let's get your stuff inside. We've been holding dinner for you, and everybody else is starved." Elliott came running out of the house and jumped from the porch over the steps to the front walk. It was nothing he hadn't done dozens of times before, but this time his breasts (which still weren't inside a bra) bounced painfully, forcing a short pause before he took off down the walk towards the minivan. Kate paused, wondering whether she should lecture him on running around without a bra, or just let him discover the problems on his own. She decided that, at least for the time being, she'd go with the latter. As Mark handed a couple of bags to Elliott, Kate leaned over and whispered to him, "We need to talk." Mark just nodded. David came out and started getting Deborah's bags and said, "We decided we'd have a backyard picnic for dinner. It'll give us a chance to socialize, what with the girl's return and our changes." After everybody got their bags and returned to their houses, Kate pulled Mark the side and quickly explained what she had overheard at the bus station. Mark sighed and said, "I was afraid of this." Kate said, "We've got to get out of here, grab some clothes and run for the hills!" "No, hun, we can't do that." "But the government might come and try to take you away!" "I suppose that's a real possibility." "AND YOU'RE OKAY WITH THAT?!" "Not okay, but it may be the best option." "How can you say that?!" "Honey, we don't know what caused this. It may very well be viral in nature. The government may have to quarantine us for the sake of the nation. Could you imagine what would happen if every male in the USA changed like us?" "Oh, honey, I don't want to lose you." Mark took Kate in his arms and hugged her. "Don't worry. They probably won't take us away. It's far more likely that they'll surround the town with a military cordon and quarantine us, not allowing anybody in or out. I didn't think about this until you were gone, but you might be a carrier, not affected by the virus, but capable of spreading it. Of course, that presupposes a viral cause." "How likely do you think that is?" "Not very. This is too perfect. Each man becomes an exact body double for his wife or lover, but only if they're living together? It certainly makes things easy on a lot of us." "So what do you think caused it?" Mark shrugged. "I wish I knew. It would solve a lot of problems." After a few seconds, without discussing it, they just decided to end the conversation since neither one could figure out anything to say. They instead decided to focus on the minutiae of dinner, getting plates, silverware, food, etc. Halfway through dinner, the army came. The parents kept their children calm by concentrating on their meal and pretended like nothing was happening. As Mark had said earlier, the military surrounded the town and closed off all access, in and out. The only people who weren't residents who walked through the town were all clad in bulky BIOS suits. All the men from the army kept saying that they were only there to help, and that they would try to interfere as little as possible, but few, if any, really believed them. ************ EARLY THE NEXT DAY... Mark was incredulous. "So that's it?!" The head of the scientific team, who was walking around without his head gear, said, "Yeah, that's it. Sorry for all the trouble. If I had known how easy this was going to be, we could have come in early yesterday afternoon and had it all done by dinner. Instead, we come in like we're invading and wind up scaring the hell out of everybody." "Uh-huh. Now tell me again what gave me these," Mark said, pointing to his boobs. "Well, apparently it's a unique combination of solar radiation filtered through the magnetic effects that cause sun spots, a particularly intense blast of cosmic radiation that managed to get through to the town, and some normally harmless local gases escaping from the earth." "Uh-huh. So why do most of us look like our wives/significant others?" "Close proximity to your loved one resulted in adapting to their body shape." "Right. And you're all finished here? You don't plan on coming back?" "Well, we'll come back if we find some kind of way to turn you back, but since we don't know the exact levels of everything that combined to do this, I don't think there's much chance of that. I'm sorry, but it looks like you just have to get used to living looking like a woman." "Right. I have to get back to my wife now." Mark walked back to his wife and as soon as he was within earshot, said, "What a crock." In a stern whisper, Kate said, "Be quiet! They're leaving. That's the important thing." Mark dropped his voice to a whisper. "All right, but did you hear that explanation? I may only be a high-school science teacher, but that was the biggest load of crap I ever heard." "Do you think he was lying?" "No, I don't. As far as I could tell, he believes everything he said." "So what's the problem? He probably knows a lot more about this thing than you do." "I have no doubt about that. But that just makes one more mystery to add to all this." "What do you mean?" "Think about it. Something transforms a whole town of men into female look-alikes, forcing the military to move in and cordon off the whole town, and the scientist who can clear it all up finds enough evidence to do so after just a few hours of work? It's just too fantastic." "So what do you think is behind it?" "I don't know what, but I'm pretty sure there's a who involved. Someone did this to us." "How can you be so sure?" "I already told you about my opinions regarding men turning into exact body doubles of their wives. Now you can add in the fact that, according to our tests, we've lost no virility, despite our appearance we can still father children, and that unbelievable explanation for all this. Someone out there wants us to look like women, but wants to minimize the amount of suffering that causes." "But who? Who would have the power to do this, and why would they want to?" "I don't know, but I suspect if we answer that second question, we'll probably get the answer to the first." Kate didn't know what to say. The concept that there was someone out there with that kind of power was nothing short of mind boggling, and yet, her husband made way too much sense to just ignore. Luckily, both of them were distracted when a couple of Kate's friends called to them. Mark said, "You go talk to your friends. I'll go check on the kids." Kate went over to her friends, and Susie said, "I'm glad that's over." Kate replied, "I'm not so sure," and told the girls about Mark's theories. Jane said, "There's someone out there with the power to do this, but it's not the government? Even I am not a crackpot enough to think that." "Ha ha, very funny. Mark makes a good case. I don't think we can dismiss him out of hand." Susie said, "I don't care who is doing this. I just want them to change our husbands back to normal." Amanda said, "What's the big deal? So you snuggle up to a woman for a while. Your husband's still got all his male equipment as well as a couple boobs to play with. It's the best of both worlds." Susie shut her eyes and spoke slowly, barely keeping her exasperation in check. "Not everyone is bisexual like you, Amanda. I was raised to believe that the being a lesbian was wrong. I just can't bring myself to touch him anymore." "Are you saying you don't love him any more?" Kate said, "It's not about love. It's about a physiological reaction. I love Mark, but when I look at him, I just don't feel that... need to be naked with him that I used to." Amanda asked, "Is it really that big a deal?" A few of the girls nodded. -- "This is reality, not T.V. Can't you tell the difference?" "Sure, I just like T.V. better." jrdss@alaska.net ICQ#37222294 J R D -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+