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 Doppleganger VIII by Geek Writer ******************************* Read the
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   "And so among vessels, you are something of an enigma, Jennifer," I said
as I leaned back on the couch, dressed in a robe and slippers, still in my
Candy persona.  Maintaning my balance as a she-male wasn't easy so I had
traded my cock for a pussy and brought Jasmine and Jennifer down to the
parlour to discuss things.  James had found robes for them both and after
serving some coffee to us all, sat next to me.

   I had just finished explaining that James and I had abilities that
allowed us to change not only our own shapes, but those of others.  James's
ability had been seriously impaired when he had a car accident, and had
elected to stay on as a manservant to the new Doppleganger that would take
his place, namely me.  I was finding that while in the Candy persona that I
was comfortable with, Jennifer, a newly admitted vessel, would be most at
ease.  I had to admit, that I was my own fantasy as well.  Thick long
blonde hair framed a model's face, accompanied by a playboy model's body.
Shit, I'd fuck me if I could...

   Anyway, back to the story...

   Jennifer was sipping her coffee puzzling things over.  "So you are
saying if I want to, I can change my body into a porno star, just like
that?"

   I nodded.  "Normally no, I would have to do that.  As a vessel, you can
hold my fluid and take a change from me.  Jasmine is one, and my liason as
well.  Not all vessel's are as strong as her, especially you.  You
shouldn't be able to change at all except if I touch you and change you
like I did in the foyer a while ago."

   "But you can sweetie, somehow.  I sure would love to know how you do
it..." Jasmine said, curled up next to Jennifer.  I had noticed that even
after Jennifer had assumed her natural form, a slightly plump woman in her
30's, Jasmine still had a gleam in her eye for her.

   "Jasmine" I said.  When she looked at me I held out my hand.  She took
it, knowing I wanted to try to change her.  I tried to change her body
slightly and found I couldn't do it.  She shook her head saying, "It's been
over 30 minutes baby.  You'll need to recharge me..." she finished with a
wicked grin.  I thought about the fact that Jasmine was actually a man
named Duncan, and found myself chuckling inside.

   Instead of injecting her with my fluid the way most of my kind do,
through seminal fluid as a man or lubrication as a woman, I secreted some
through my hand into her.  I grew her hair longer than before just to make
sure I could do it.

   I sat up and took Jen's hand saying "Jen, try to change back into a man.
Just think of him while I monitor you.  I won't give you anymore fluid
right now, I want to see if you can do it without it." I felt her body
tense up as I began reading her thoughts.  "Relax" I said as I tried to see
what was happening to her body.

   I noticed that I could 'see' her body a little differently, like there
were lights in certain places.  Her head glowed with a whitish aura, her
body with a golden one.  As the white light grew stronger, I noticed the
golden glow diminish.  She was trying harder, but not succeeding.  I turned
my enhanced sight on James, who glowed mostly white, but certain parts of
him were a greyish color.

   I turned the sight on Jasmine who glowed all golden.  She was golden all
around the edges of her body, but it shone like a light from within.  Just
seeing Jennifer's colors told me she was a bit different, but sort of
halfway between me and Jasmine.  An idea occurred to me.

   "Jasmine, would you show Jennifer where the extra bedroom is?  I am sure
she's pretty tired and I need to think about some things." She nodded,
taking Jennifer's hand.  I was sure that they would have no problem keeping
each other busy.  James stood up and began to clear things away.

   "James," I interrupted as he was about to walk out with a tray.  "Sit
down please."

   When he did, I took his hand and secreted some of my fluid.  He smiled
at me and shook his head.  "Already tried it with someone, didn't work." I
reached out to feel his body, and I could feel the damages.  I knew there
wasn't anything I could do.  I tried to change him like a vessel, but that
didn't work either.  I did catch a few of his fantasies and stored them
away for future use.  I patted him on the hand, gave him a peck on the
cheek, and got up.

   I made my way upstairs, a thought occurring to me.  I hurried down the
hallway to the spare bedroom to find Jennifer on her knees between
Jasmine's thighs, licking away at her bush.  Jasmine had pulled one foot on
the bed and had the other draped over Jennifer's shoulder.  The look of
lust in her eyes was magnetic.  My pussy got wet at once.  Shedding my robe
and teddy, I began to run my fingers through my trimmed blond pubic hair,
just leaning in the door, taking in the view.  After a minute or two,
Jasmine's eyes came into focus and she beckoned me with her hand.  I slid
up onto the bed, kissing her deeply, rubbing her firm dark breast with my
hand.  She returned the favor with my fuller softer one, our tongues
teasing one another as Jennifer licked Jasmine's dark slit.

   She lay down on the bed and pulled me on top of her until our tits
mashed together.  Jennifer's hands began to explore my slit, making me moan
into Jasmine's open mouth.  I licked and nibbled on Jasmine's neck as i
felt Jennifer's tongue probe into the folds of my vagina.  I rolled over
onto my side, pulling Jennifer's hand so she would join us.

   We moved around until all three of us had a mouthful of womanly love and
began to go to town.  Jennifer's tongue was obviously used to probing
around a woman, it drove me wild.  I matched her movements on Jasmine's
dark pussy, causing her to squirm as I touched the tight anal ring of her
ass with a finger.  I mashed my whole face into Jasmine's pussy as Jennifer
found my clit, driving me wild.  We all must have been fairly close because
we all came within seconds of one another.

   As we lay on our backs, I outlined an idea I had that would pay James
back in spades for his advice with Jennifer's fantasy.  They heartily
agreed, so I changed their forms to conincide with James's own fantasies.
Jennifer was now 6 feet of powerful woman.  Her huge breasts jutted out
proudly from her powerfully built new body.  She made a few changes of her
own, making her butt a little fuller, and legs a little less muscular and
more shapely.  When she was done, I changed into a small asian woman with
perky breasts and a nice little ass.  Jasmine was now the picture of an
Indian goddess (from india, not american indian), complete with shapely
thighs and breasts and an ass people would die for.

   James's favorite fantasy starred three different women pleasing them in
their own special way.  As excited as we were, we decided to wait until the
next morning to put it into play.  We all went to sleep which was difficult
since we all wanted each other, but we finally fell asleep.

   I heard James walking around the house fairly early and got out of bed
without waking the other two.  For my part, it would involve massaging and
relaxing his body and then taking him to paradise.  I went to the closet
and pulled out a kimono-like robe and slipped it on.  As with the other
piece of clothing, it somehow shrunk and formed to my bodysize.  I made a
mental note to ask James about this after all was finished.

   I went to the mirror and made my skin a little whiter and applied some
powder and makup.  Using jade clips, I pulled my hair into an elaborate
headress.  It was strange how the changes in my body also instilled pieces
of knowledge, like how to use makeup, or do my hair, or do certain things.

   I went to the bed and touched Jasmine lightly on the shoulder.  When she
opened her eyes, she smiled lazily and pulled me down for a kiss.  "Don't
want to mess up the makeup..." I said, slipping out of her grasp.  Her
supple full lips were totally inviting, but I wanted to save it for James.
"Be ready in the room across the hall in two hours," I said, licking her
nipple as I left the room.

   I went down the hall and opened the bathroom door.  Inside was a huge
oldfashioned tub, a shower, a dressing table, and a long adjustable table.
It seemed that while James was master of the house, he used this bathroom
often.  I shortened the legs of the table slightly, and turned on the hot
water, testing the temperature.  I waited until it was about half full
before shutting it off.  I pulled out some soaps and oils that would come
in handy and headed downstairs, closing the door behind me.

   I went downstairs softly, wanting to surprise him.  I found him in the
kitchen, about to prepare breakfast.  I shifted my vocal chords slightly
and spoke with a high whispy voice, with a trace of a japanese accent,
"Have you started preparing breakfast, James?" He turned to face me,
dressed in a white shirt, grey slacks and dark shoes.  The tie around his
neck was loose and untied around the mostly unbuttoned shirt.  I could see
his hairy chest throught he opening as he turned to face me.

   "Good morning...." he began, waiting for me to give my name.  He
couldn't figure out who I was, and I wasn't about to tell him.  I put out
my hand, saying, "Come..."

   He began to protest, saying he needed to get things going on breakfast
when I stepped forward taking his hand.  "You are not a servant James, and
you did a very important service.  Allow me to repay you in some small
way..."

   I didn't wait for him to answer as I pulled him out of the kitchen and
down the hallway.  He took my hand and tucked it through his arm, leading
me up the stairs.  "You know Kel, you almost fooled me.  If I hadn't been
so adept at reading scents, I might have thought you were Jasmine."

   I smiled, nodding.  I had a pretty smart partner, and I knew that him
knowing that I was a man would not affect him, since he had a lot more
experience as a doppleganger than I had.  I was realizing that given more
time, I probably would have realized that I was bi-sexual.  This way, I
could be with anyone, in any shape.  I wondered briefly if I ever had a gay
vessel that I was going to fulfill how I would feel.  As with other shapes,
I would adapt to find that way of life appealing.

   My mental musings were cut short by the sight of the bathroom door.  I
opened it slowly and moved James to the table.  I turned the water on hot
to warm up the tub and turned back to James.  He stood still, leaning
against the table as I looked at him for the first time, taking in his
form. His hair was thick and mostly grey, his body muscular, but not in a
body builders way.  I unbuttoned his cuffs and the two buttons holding his
shirt closed.  Slowly, I slid it off one shoulder, and then the other.  I
could see patches of scar tissue on his chest from his accident, but I
ignored them, running my small hands through the thick hair on his chest.
His eyes bored into mine as I smiled at him, reaching for his belt.  He
drew one hand up to my cheek, caressing my skin.  His touch was so light, I
knew that this would be an amazing experience.  I undid his belt and pants,
sliding my hands inside to catch his underwear.  Crouching down as I pulled
down his pants, I felt his cock spring out and tap me on the head.  Looking
up, I gasped.

   His penis was magnificent.  I thought that I had made some good ones in
my own and my vessel's changes, but this was a work of art.  It wasn't
huge, or 14 inches long.  It was just perfect.  It was about nine inches
and about three fingers across, with thick ropy veins running up and down
it.  Capped by a rapidly growing dark red head it was getting harder by the
second.  I must have been turning him on like crazy because his face
flushed as I stood up and stroked it gently with one hand.  I reached over
and turned off the water, seeing the steam rise off the surface.  I took
his hand and guided him to the tub, trailing my hand over his back as he
slid into the water with a satisfied sigh.  I took a dipper and poured
water over his head with caused him to slide deeper into the tub.  I
repeated it a few times and then picked up the shampoo.

   It's amazing how relaxing it is having someone really wash your hair.  I
lathered up his hair and then used my nails slightly to massage and scratch
every inch of his head.  His salt and pepper hair felt like silk in my
hands as I worked my strong fingers around his head.  He Mmmmmm'd several
times so I concentrated on those spots for a while.  I picked up the dipper
and rinsed off his hair, which he pushed out of his eyes with a lazy hand.

   "This is nice, Kel.  I could stay here forever."

   I smiled at the relaxed look on his face, his eyes closed as if he were
asleep.  I dried my hands and laid a towel across the massage table,
pulling the drawer at the end out and setting the face plate in place.  It
would allow him to lie face down without hurting his nose.  I pulled open a
second drawer full of massage oils and lotions and opened several smelling
them.  Choosing one I liked, I stood up and walked over to the tub.  He
opened his eyes to see me standing next to him, holding a large towel open.
He smiled and stood slowly, stretching his arms above his head.  He wasn't
huge, but he wasn't small either.  He stepped out onto the mat as I wrapped
him in the towel.  I led him over to the table and sat him down on it.  I
dried his hair and most of his body before directing him to lie down.

   I draped the towel over his body, leaving his shoulders uncovered.  He
relaxed onto the bed as I put lotion on my hands and massaged it into his
shoulders.  I kneaded the muscles slowly and deeply, hearing him sigh from
time to time.  "Do you mind if I ask some questions James?"

   He mumbled "Shoot", his face lodged in the cushion of the face plate.

   I ran my hands down his spine as I asked, "My clothes, how does that
work?"

   I heard his back crack as he muttered, "Ahhh nice.  You've done this
before?"

   "Nope, seems to be inherited with the form.  That's my next question..."

   He cleared his throat and licked his lips as he began.  I had worked on
the muscles on his left side and switched to the other as he said, "Your
being controls things around you.  You can change objects around you
slightly, but not totally.  You wouldn't be able to change a leather jacket
into a teddy or anything like that.  Though with your ability, you make me
look like an amateur, so I don't know you might be able to." I took the
compliment and began massaging the muscles in the back of his right arm.

   "The ability to change your clothes is similar to how you change a
vessel, it's mostly just a force of will."

   "How do I read minds?"

   "I don't know how you do that one Kel.  I could read threads, but you
are fully able to read thoughts.  Makes it a lot easier for you.  I just
knew Jennifer's scent because I used to be bi, and had a lot of friends who
were she-male, and trans, and learned the specific scent.  With Jennifer,
it was pretty obvious.  As for being able to do things you normally
wouldn't be able to, again it's a part of your will.  Your intention is to
make your body perfect in the eyes of the vessel, you just normally take on
traits that you might not have thought of, but your subconscious feeds into
your form."

   I pulled the towel up after I finished massaging his left arm so I could
get to his legs.  I began by massaging both feet and running my hands up
the back of his legs, working out old knots and causing him to squirm a
little.  I untied the sash on the kimono and let it fall to the floor in a
whisper of silk.  I asked him to turn over as I climbed up onto the table.
I straddled him just above his hips and pulled the jade clips from my hair,
letting it cascade down in heavy black silk sheets.  As I worked my hands
into the hair on his chest, it had never occurred to me that a hairy man
would be sexy, but James was really turning me on.  I kneaded the muscles
in his chest, pausing to lick a finger and run it around his nipple.  It
hardened to my touch so I paid the other one the same attention, getting
the same results.  I could feel his cock hard and hot, just behind me, not
quite touching me.

   As I leaned forward, dragging my breasts across his chest, I felt a fire
light inside my vagina.  I kissed him deeply, dragging my nipples through
the hair on his chest.  His tongue was long and sweet as it slid past my
lips and into my mouth.  I could feel my juices beginning to flow down my
leg and the desire in my loins stir me to move my womanhood over his
manhood.  I felt the large head at the opening of my canal, so I moved my
hips from side to side, moistening the head of his cock, and heating up my
pussy.  His hands came up to grip my hips and push down, easing the head of
his cock into me.

   I had never been with such a gentle lover before and his whisper touches
and the flexing of his cock were driving me wild.  Not wanting to spoil the
languid pace, I allowed him to direct my hips.  With his hands holding my
hips in place above him, he flexed his hips and drove up into me,
maddeningly slow.  My mouth gaped open as I gasped at the sensation inside
me.  I lowered my mouth onto his as i could feel every vein of his penis
move deeper and deeper inside me.

   "Ohhh Jaaaaaaames...." I moaned deep in my throat as his cock bottomed
out inside me.  I flexed myself around him as he began to pull out of me,
again, maddeningly slow.  He moved in and out of me at the same pace,
taking my desire to a whole new place as the shaft of his cock dragged
along my erect clit.  Every bump of his perfect penis sent sparks through
me, I knew I wouldn't last long at this pace.  I opened my eyes to see the
same look on his face, I nodded as he picked up the pace slightly, still
entering me slowly, but the head of his cock had inflated and I knew he was
about to come.

   We came together, my orgasm setting him into orbit as his was doing to
me.  I felt more satisfied than any time I had been with someone before I
knew about changing.  No orgasm except those felt with either vessel could
compare to how James had made me feel.  I collapsed onto his chest and
kissed him deeply.  As he lay back panting, I let his deflating cock slide
out of me.  It was slick with our combined juices, and looked delicious.

   I moved down and engulfed the head in my lips, running my tongue all
around the tip.  I slid slowly down, taking the whole thing into my mouth,
sucking off all of the juice on it.  I bobbed my head up and down several
times, feeling the life come back into it.  I kissed the head and left it
bobbing in midair as I slid off the bench.  With a pleading look on his
face, I held out a robe for him.  He slowly stood up and put it on, a tent
out in front of him from his penis.

   Naked, I pulled open the door and walked down the hall with him until we
reached the open door.  Inside, lying on the bed was Jasmine.  She wore
very little, her brown indian skin glowing with allure and sexuality.  Her
scent was powerful as I guided James into the room.  I had thought to leave
him to her gentle charms when he caught my hand by the wrist.

   "Please stay.." was all he said, dropping the towel and pulling me up
onto the bed with Jasmine.  Her almond shaped eyes and full lips called me
to her.
   -Geek Writer/files/Authors/geekWriter/