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From: vickietern@aol.com (VickieTern)
Subject: New TG: Hell Hath No Fury 3/4 femdom, genetic change

NEW TG: Hell Hath No Fury 3/4 (Femdom, genetic mutation)

This is not my story, though I helped edit it.  Now I'm
posting it as requested -- the author wants to stay anonymous.  
Comment addressed to "Darkside@weasel.owl.de," or to me here for 
transmission to the author, or to A.S.S.D will all be welcome.  


V.T.

Don't read this, if you aren't legally entitled.









=========================


No sooner had I laid down beside her she kissed me with a passion
that I had not expected, her hand brushed aside my long auburn hair
as our tongues met. I could feel her warm,naked breasts rub against
my own under the silky teddy. 
'You don't mind this?' I whispered.
'What?'
'Kissing a woman'
'You're not a woman yet, you're my husband'

With this her hand traced the line of my back and finished up
gently stroking my shapely, firm rear. I could feel the sweat
beginning to form on my cleavage and looking down at my breasts saw
that the nipples were very obvious under the material of the teddy.
Her hand moved downwards and I felt it's touch on the nylon of my
stockings all the time the other hand was stroking my smooth face.

My hand stoked the curve of her hip and I compared it to my own, my
hand moved down and stroked her inside leg.  Her hand did the same
to mine and we were soon tracing and comparing the very female
curves we both had.

She put my hand on her bosom and I felt her heart beat fast under
the warm,fleshy firmness of her breast. I stopped for a moment.

'What! not cold feet again,' she said.
'No it's too late for that.  But will you love me when I have one
of these?'  And I quickly reached down and touched the warm, moist
slit between her legs.

She moaned, 'Go on please, yes, yes,' and I wondered what it would
feel like to have the same done to me.  Snap!  She had undone a
popper on my teddy "'Time to give you some room to breathe," she
said.

Before I knew what was happening the tingling was back and someone
had a hand on my breast. Kat's fingers were stroking my nipple in
a delicate circle. Her warm hand held my breast under the teddy and
I could feel her hand squeeze the flesh that protruded from me.  I
began to pant 'more more' but Kat's only reply was to stroke my
comely form. There was another 'pop!' as my teddy suddenly felt
loose. Kat removed it with a practised swish. My breasts flopped
out,free from the confines of black silk. Kat sat up a little and
kissed each breast in turn. I had never felt anything like it as
sensual, erotic waves hit me like hammer blows. They increased as
she began to kiss my already erect nipples. Her other hand began to
fondle and stroke my penis, which resulted in an intensity that I
had never dreamed possible.

'If you don't stop soon I'll come!  But more more, more!' I
whispered.

A hand stroked my stocking'd leg and moved up to stroke a breast.
'
'I need you  ' I panted and as Kat straddled me and began again to
caress my heaving sweaty bosom.  She said 'Yes now,' and with that
I thrust my penis into her.

We were now moving in concert, our bodies essentially the same
instrument. With each thrust we both felt waves of pleasure sweep
over us.

Her hands squeezed and caressed my breasts whilst mine ran up down
her body.  My hair was matted with sweat and passion whilst every
part of me felt on fire.  When at last I came my body convulsed at
each 'squirt' of my cum. I moaned out load in exactly the same way
as Elizabeth did when she reached orgasm.

Kat collapsed on top me, with me still inside her, exhausted after
all that had gone on before.  We drifted off to sleep me still
wearing stockings and Kat naked. I held her close with my hand
resting on her breast. My tits were touching her back, the
movements of her breathing stimulating them still.

I awoke still feeling turned on.  Small waves of pleasure swept
over me with the occasional tidal wave.

'Hmmmm, Kat, carry on!' I said still in ecstasy and still half
asleep

'If you're sure, girlie'

'Girlie?' 

At that moment Something moved inside me, 'Ahh' the pleasure, 'Ahh'
there it goes again.  Wait a second, where is my erection? 'Ohh!'
Again another wave swept over me.

'I'm so glad we made love for the first and last time,' Kat said

'Hmmmm?' I moaned

'I must tell you something,' she said.

'What, Lover,' I moaned (I couldn't still be turned on could I?)

'You don't need to take the last pill'

'Why?'

Kat took my hand and placed it between my still stocking'd legs. An
initial wave of pleasure turned to anguish when my hand met only
moist flesh. Womanly Flesh..VAGINA..VULVA!!!
I screamed 'NOOOOOOOO!'

'Didn't you enjoy my little introduction to the fair sex?' Kat
said.

'You were touching me up!'

'You wasn't complaining, and I thought it the best way to break the
news to you.  If you felt how pleasurable it was you mightn't mind
so much.'

'Mind?  How can I possibly mind?' I ranted. 'The day after some of
the best sex of my life I find that I am now a fully functional
woman'

'It was good wasn't it'

'What, show me it!' I cried 

'You know what it looks like.  You must have seen Elizabeth's.'

'Show me!' My hand went back down there and I began to feel my
latest genitalia's form. Two moist lips met between pubic hair.  A
stray finger slipped inside, which caused an involuntary moan of
pleasure.  My other hand went down there as well and found the
Clitoris, which when touched nearly made me jump out of my skin.
Instinct took over and within seconds I was touching myself HERE
and THERE.

Kat walked in with a mirror.  'Don't let me stop you young lady,'
she said'

'I am NOT a Lady'

'Looks that way from where I am standing.You wanted a mirror'

I took the mirror and inspected my vagina more closely. The vaginal
lips were reddened with arousal which also accounted for the amount
of moisture down there. My pubic hair had changed shape and color
and now was triangular in shape, and the same color auburn as my
hair. The clitoris was visible, a tiny remnant of my once proud
manhood.  I threw the mirror away in disgust. My vagina was exactly
the same as I remembered Elizabeth's to be, and unfortunately no
different in function.

'That's it!  Our life is over.  Ten days from now I will be like
this permanently with no hope of reprieve!   A life sentence!'

'We still have ten days to find the antidote and I'm sure that if
we both put our heads together we can do it'

6. Race Against Time
================

'How come I didn't take the last pill but still I end up a girl?'

'I don't know unless the last pill is a decoy, makes you pregnant
or something else. I just wouldn't take it now'

'Read the clue again,' I said still not really used to having THAT
voice.

'Indelible mark of the hydra?.' Kat said questioningly

'The hydra was a mythical beast with multiple heads that sprung two
new heads each time one was cut off, I seem to remember it started
off with two heads and it fell upon Hercules to kill it as one of
his twelve labors,' I said.  My mythology was very ropey.
Especially since I now resembled Venus rather than Hercules

'But the hydra was A Greek myth' Kat added

'OK let's break it down.  Indelible mark.  What kind of marks do
not wash off or fade with time?' I asked
'Umm, emotional ones.  What you have been through will leave a mark
that will last for the rest of your life. Physical Marks like
birthmarks do cannot be easily removed.Paint washes off, so what
other man-made marks do not wash off'

'Tattoos!' I exclaimed.

'That's it!  A Tattoo in the shape of a hydra!'

'What about 'on a hated form'?' 

'That's easy.  You hate your form'

'Too right.  I may be slowly accepting it, but I will always hate
the way I am.'

'OK the next bit is, will lead you to a place of pleasure and
pain,' Kat said.

'That could be anywhere.   'Pleasure and pain' could be anything
from a brothel to a health farm.  Lets leave that bit because I
think that's for later.  And in any case my body hasn't got a
tattoo anywhere let alone that of a Hydra. Maybe the last pill was
supposed to give me a Hydra Mark Oh I dunno Go onto the next bit
anyway'

'OK the next bit is 'To get the answer you must submit to the hydra
and become one with it.' Kat stated. 

'We must have got the wrong answer for the first bit. How can I
submit to a tattoo?'

'Very easily! Get one done!'

'Now hang on, I'm not!'
'But listen to the last bit 'then and only then will the next ans
wer be revealed,' Kat said.

'NO!' I tried to sound firm but I hadn't quite got the hang of my
new voice.

'The only way to cure you is to get a tattoo done' Kat stated. 
More humiliation, even after all of this Elizabeth still wasn't
satisfied. But it WAS the only way to get me back again.

'Where?  I can't just go into any old place -- it must be the
correct one,' I said.

'Only one way to find out!  Let our fingers do the walking.  I tell
you what.  You get dressed, you can borrow some of my panties and
a bra if you like, and I will go downstairs and try and find a
phone directory.' And with that she went out.

Panties, Bra, Tits, Cunt!  Nooo!  I slipped off my stockings and
garter belt, and tried very hard not to become aroused, but a warm,
moist feeling below told me otherwise. How I hate being a woman!
 
Ignoring the panties, I tried to put on the jeans, but I still felt
naked underneath, so I relented and put them on.  They were
thankfully not too lacy.  But their pink color was not me.  Anyway,
I put them on, slipping them up my shapely legs and over my hips.
They did the job of covering my hateful cunt very well. Quickly
putting on the jeans and noticing the distinct LACK of a bulge, I
put on my shirt. I couldn't face a bra and so went bra-less.

By the time Kat came back I was dressed and with a quick comb of my
hair  I was ready. I refused to look into a mirror and see the full
state of my womanhood, determined to revert back to the real male
me.

'Found one!' Kat said

'What's it called?'

I don't know what it is in English, but when I asked the manager
about such a place he told me about it'

'He could be wrong.'

'Lets find out.'

The day was very warm and I began to regret not putting on a bra.
The perspiration of my body had made my breasts much more visible
through my shirt, and the ogles of the men who passed me made me
feel very insecure.

'How do you put up with this' I asked Kat

'Sometimes it's welcome.  Others it's not.  I regard it though as
a complement.  And you do make a ravishing woman!'

After a couple of hours we were very lost, but fortunately, by
pointing to the address and after much drawing into the dust we
walked up to a rather ran down shop with some Japanese writing on
the front. The only word we recognised was 'Tattoo'

We walked into the shop, which was dimly lit but very clean.
Examples of the proprietor's work adorned the wall.  Elaborate
dragons adorning the wall fought it out with other mythical
creatures.

'Look here!' said Kat.

She pointed to a hydra.  It's twin green scaly heads split out from
a serpents body.  One head had a forked tongue darting out, the
other belched fire. It really was a masterpiece of work, and even
in paper form looked real.

'This must be the place,' and I rang the small bell on the counter.

A small oriental man came out of a back room, thought for a moment,
then vanished back inside.

'I've an Idea,' I said,  'You get the tattoo.  That way I don't
have one when I change back'

'Why should I?'

'Prove to me you still love me!  Anyway, he has no way of telling
which of us is a man'

'OK, but only for you' Kat agreed.
The man came back out again and in disjointed English said

'Which one of you is Bexley?'

'I am,' Kat said.

'Wait' the man said and went back inside his little room.

'Now what,' I asked.

'Dunno, we wait I guess'

A few minutes later the man re-appeared again, and held a grubby
photo up to Kat's face.

'You lie! She's Bexley!' and he pointed to me.

Oh no!

'Never mind, I like jokes, he said.  What you want me to do?'

'My friend wants one of these,' and Kat Pointed to the hydra.

'You're sure,' he asked me

Point of no return.  'Yes' 

'This can never come off' the man confirmed.

'I know' I said

'How did you know we were coming?' Kat asked
'Told I was to expect someone called Bexley, to give her my
greatest tattoo. Become masterpiece.  I was promised.'

'How long?' I asked

'Work very complex need four hours' The man said

'OK I'll see you back in at the hotel,' Kat said, and with that she
left the shop

'You want drink' He asked again

'Yes, please.' The room was getting very hot.

He came out with a glass of water and I gulped it down. 

'Take off your shirt,' the man said

'Don't I get a choice where I want it?' I asked, very nervously

'Cannot give you what you want unless I get what I want.'

'OK'  And I unbuttoned my shirt. Breasts were loose again, and
again I Ignored the moist feeling I got in my cunt everytime I saw
them.

'Trousers too,' the man said.

'Wait a minute,' I protested.

'Trousers..'

I found myself obeying him.  My mind was resisting but the body was
not.  Naked eccept for my panties I stood there.

'And those,' as he pointed at my panties.

My fingers took them off at the same time as my mind said no.

'Lay down,' the man said

I lay down on a surgeons table, facing upwards at this diminutive
man who could wield so much power over me.

'Now we start. You have wonderful skin, it will make the perfect
canvass and the muscle relaxant I gave you makes my job so much
easier'

I tried to protest but a quiet moan was all that came out.

'I must first trace the outlines as it is this part which is the
most crucial'

To my horror he took the gun and pain shot thru my inside leg as he
skilfully started to draw. The pain of having my body turn into a
woman's was nothing to this. I tried to look down but could see
nothing.

'Turn over!'

I obeyed. The burning pain continued as it seemed to snake around
my back.

'Turn over onto your front'

Pain went thru me as I lay back down on my back. This time I could
see a black shape being formed.  Inch by painful inch.  I tried to
wriggle and break free but I couldn't do anything. The black lines
diverged as his gun headed towards my breasts.

'Sleep now'

Unable to resist I shut my eyes and went to sleep.

Sometime later I awoke, fully dressed in my room.  I couldn't quite
remember how I got here. I ripped open my shirt and stared down. On
each breast was a hydra's head, its green scaly head moving in
unison with each breast. Curling around my body was it's body.
Intricate detail and color tuned to each of my curves. It's tail
ended up just resting on my thigh after coiling around my back and
waist. All in the hydra, like me, was a thing of wondrous but
hideous beauty, but like the rest of me could be there for life.


7. Vengeance
=========

A knock at the door. Quickly I got dressed, ignoring the pain that
still ached thru my body. I resisted the temptation to pick at the
tiny scabs that formed on the tattoo, as I had been told that this
could cause infection, and in this part of the world that was
something I knew I had to avoid.

I opened the door. The cop from what seemed an eternity ago was
standing there. His eyes gave me the once over and said. 'Are you
a friend of the family miss?'

'Which family?'

'The poor couple who is booked in here.  The husband was abducted
sometime ago'

'Organ thieves,' I said

'So he told you about it'

'Kind of'

'Anyway', said the cop, 'We have a new lead that perhaps you can
help with.'

Moments ago I was in depths of despair.  Now the chance to finally
find Elizabeth was too good to miss.

'Tell me and I'll pass the message along' I said

'About two weeks ago a lady was seen putting what looked a parcel
thru your door.  A bell boy saw her but has only just reported it,
the law works slowly here I'm afraid'

'Did this lady look like me?' I asked

'No not at all, she was about Umm I do not know the height in feet
and inches. She was about this high' His hand moved down about
three inches from my head.

'About five feet seven ' I said

'She had a slim, muscular build with shortish very black hair'

'Go on' I said

'As she walked past the bell boy noticed very green eyes'

'What was she wearing?'

'She was wearing a brown long flowing skirt with white blouse, If
you could pass this message along and ask them to call me if they
know who it was. In any case I must go now ensure to tell them
please'
'I will'

My mind raced. It couldn't have been Kat, could it?  No, she was in
the room with me when the curse was delivered.  She was wearing,
let me think, Jeans and a white T-shirt.  So that ruled her out.
Thank God for that.

 A nagging feeling remained as I thought about it some more. I
remembered what Kat had suggested about Elizabeth wanting to be
close to the action to gloat.  But the thought was too impossible!
More impossible than turning a man into a woman.  No you could BE
anyone with that drug.  My gut tightened as my train of thought
continued.

Question 1: How Did Kat get the clue so early?
Question 2: How come she knew the effects of the narcotic and pills
and testosterone?
Question 3: Why did her attitude change from loving support to
curiosity (when my body shape changed, remember, what was it she
said? 'That was amazing I have never seen anything like it').
Question 4: Why did leave me on my own so many times, when I needed
her most.
Question 5: Why the constant pressure to sleep with her. She knew
I was in pain most of the time?

I thought of some answers
1. Elizabeth must have left it here.
2. She wouldn't know that, unless.... Oh my God! Kat was Elizabeth!
All throughout my ordeal Kat had been subtly watching my changes,
acting supportive, but each action she took made me move closer to
becoming female.

Was she always like this?  No, when the parcel first arrived and my
legs changed she was as horrified as I was. She was more interested
in my needs than hers. But after that her attitude changed to being
more interested in the changes than me.  I'll try and remember more
later.

At that moment Kat walked in, 'Did you get it,' she asked

'What have you done with the real Kat?'

'What are you talking about?'
I told her everything I had worked out.

'Very good my Darling twin sister' Elizabeth said

I shot across the room to try and grab her, but she stood firm and
said 'Fail-safe alpha!'
My body froze and I sat down on the bed

'What was that?'

'A fail-safe device I placed in your sub-conscious if you should
ever find out what happened.  You are quite powerless to move until
I give the word.  You can still ask questions of course,' Elizabeth
said.

'Where Is she, the real Kat I mean?'

'Let me explain and all will be revealed.  Yes it was me in a copy
Kat's body that dropped off the parcel. I then waited my moment
until Kat was on her own when I could take her place'

'Bitch' I shouted

'Look whose talking, GIRL,' Elizabeth retorted.  And she went on. 
'I suspect the real Kat's changes are quite complete by now, and if
you remember I did say that I hoped that she would meet a deserving
man.'

'You turned her into me didn't you'
'Not at all! In fact she makes quite the perfect Harem girl now.'

'You bastard I want her back NOW'

'Sadly that's quite impossible. I do not know which harem she was
sold to, and even what she now looks like. You see I got a computer
to work out the most desirable physical features of a harem girl
and gave her those. I didn't look at all and it was completely
random'

I started to sob 'Kat! Kat, my poor Kat, where are you?'

I found that I could just about move I went to get up.

'Fail-safe Beta' Elizabeth said

I moaned in pleasure as somehow my cunt was being stimulated. It
felt like the first time Kat, no Elizabeth did it to me. I could no
longer move again.

'Nice isn't it. I can increase the pleasure until you orgasm every
few seconds, you will still be paralysed but unable to concentrate
on what I say. The permanent orgasm code is level Omega. Don't
force me to use it' Elizabeth added.

'When did you kidnap her and take her place'

'Just before you took two pills for the first time' Elizabeth said
casually

'That explains the change in attitude after then' I said

'Yes I tried my best which in the state you were in then was
obviously good enough' 

'What do you want now' I moaned

'For the moment just to talk'

A horrific thought crossed my mind. I hadn't got the next clue as
to the location of the antidote.

'You had your gloat.  Now where's the next clue,' I said

'There isn't one.'
'What!'

'There is no next clue. I persuaded you get that that rather large,
but really so well done tattoo as part of my revenge'.

'You mean this was for nothing' and I stared again at the hydra
that now seemed alive on my body. It's twin heads moved in unison
with my breasts and the serpent body writhed and twisted around my
own.

'Not at all, eventually I will tire of being Kat.  Nice as her body
is, you yourself admitted mine was better.  I fully plan to turn
back into Elizabeth sometime and there must be a way to tell us
apart. What better way than a tattoo that will be very difficult to
miss'

The pure evil of the woman sat in front me and the precision of her
plan stunned me into silence. She sat there and waited for me to
ask the 64,000 dollar question.

'So is there an antidote?' I asked dreading the reply.

'Of course'

'Where is it?' I said forcefully

'Actually you have got it over there. It is pill number two'

'WHAT!'

'Yes you have been carrying it around with you since you grew my
pretty cunt,' she said.

'But what if I had taken number two!'
'I switched pills so whatever pill sequence you took the one
remaining would be the antidote'

'God.you've got this all worked out haven't you'

'Three years is plenty of time when you have an IQ of 160'

'But how come I grew a cunt without taking a pill.'

'The coup-de-grace was triggered when you had an orgasm. When you
made love to me that night your womanly fate was sealed.'

'No wonder you wanted me to screw you so much.'

'I must say it was strange to kiss and caress myself in another
body, but even as a she-male you hadn't lost your touch'

'Bitch!' I hissed with as much venom as I could muster

'The lack of sex drive was due to the narcotic in you. The gray
powder reversed that, after all I didn't want you to become a
girlie without me being there.'

I tried to reach the pill bottle to take the antidote but could not
as Elizabeth said, 'Fail-safe Gamma'

I lay back on the bed unable to move.  Sensations swept from my
breasts which felt as though the nipples were being stroked. I
could feel the hot,moistness of my vagina, and it was increasingly
difficult to concentrate.

'I told you once, as wonderful as multiple orgasm is, you cannot
hope to be reverted back if you resist.'  She paused and then went
on, 'I will cut a deal with you.'

'What's that?'

'All I ever wanted to be was your wife.  You turned me down flat in
the worst possible way.  So here's the deal. I will allow you to
take the pill on the understanding that you will be my husband.
Come stay with me, be with me, love me like you said wanted to. The
pill will remove the tattoo as well as all your womanly traits.
Just think about it!  I could be any woman in the world, Cindy
Crawford, Claudia Schiffer, anyone!  Just imagine. You and I
together forever!'


end Fury 3/4
Vickie Tern@AOL.COM

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