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Jane	by Waldo

Chapter 4b of 9b	

Tarzan is a copyrighted character and this story is not
intended to infringe on those rights.  While my Tarzan
has a similar storyline, its purpose is to entertain
without claiming credit for the orignal Tarzan. All rights 
reserved by Author.  Not to be read by minors or 
sold without explicit written permission of the author





******

"Wake up!!" yelled Nasroi.

Jane slowly opened her eyes which were very heavy and plastered 
as if she'd been asleep for a long time. As she tried to shake off the 
un-normal sleepy feeling, she opened her eyes to see Nasroi's 
beaming face in the next cell as he yelled at her "It worked. Now get 
us out of here."

Still shaking off the letharginess of the sleep as she tried to figure 
out what her former lover was talking about, Jane looked down at 
her body - only to discover that her body that she was looking at, 
wasn't her normal naked female body. Her completely naked body 
that she was staring at, was Tarzan's much larger male body - only 
it was now her body. 

There was his familiar shriveled cock between his massive thighs 
but she was looking down at the area that was between her new 
muscular legs - the area that had always been her vagina. Instead 
of two mounds of jiggling boobs, there was a wide muscular chest 
covered with a thin layer of dark curly chest hair. The two most 
distinguishing female body parts of her body had been replaced 
with the corresponding male body parts. Her body obviously wasn't 
a woman's body any more.

Shaking her head as if the simple motion would restore her sanity, 
she caught a glimpse of something just beyond her peripheral 
vision. Turning her head slowly to stare into the adjoining cell 
where she had last seen the unconscious Tarzan before she fell into 
her mysterious sleep, she now saw the naked body of an 
unconscious woman all slumped over so that Jane couldn't see the 
woman's face. She knew it was her real body, all slumped over, but 
she had to verify it. Jane's simple motion to reach through the 
cell's bars caused another shocking realization as she saw 
mannish, thick fingers reaching out from her body to touch the 
unconscious woman's face.

She knew it would be her face that she would see but she hoped 
that somehow the face wouldn't be her face - that it would be just 
a dream. But when her large fingers lifted the small, delicate face, 
she knew that it wasn't a dream. It was clearly her face but from a 
perspective that she'd never seen before. It would be easy to 
pretend that she was looking into a mirror but she'd never seen 
her face with both of her eyes shut before. And the slack jawline 
and slightly droopy lips covered with drool gave her face a ghastly, 
almost dead appearance, which caused her to jerk and pull her arm 
back through the bars. 

The unconscious body in the next cell was her female body, but her 
long, dark hair was matted with blood - just as Tarzan's hair had 
been matted with his blood. She knew that anyone walking into the 
cave now would clearly recognize the unconscious female in the 
large cell as being Jane and the confused male staring at his own 
body as being Tarzan.

She reached through the cell bars again, seeing his large hand and 
strong muscular arm lead back to where his body blurred into her 
upper body. She watched his hand move toward the unconscious 
body in the next cell, knowing that it was now her hand but still 
feeling confused as she tried to accept the transformation. She 
touched the other person's face again - the face that she'd been 
born with, feeling the soft cheek - the soft cheek of her former body. 
She tilted the unconscious body's head back, observing the nostrils 
feeling relieved when she saw that the slightly flared as the 
unconscious body breathed. She gently lifted one of her former 
eyelids, staring into a glazed-over unseeing pupil. The person that 
was really Tarzan was still alive and seriously hurt.

Jane let her gaze drift down the slumped-over unconscious body, 
feeling strange as she moved but her former body didn't move. It 
wasn't a mirror that she was looking at but a separate body and 
that was why she still felt so confused. It wasn't her reflected image 
that she was staring at. Satisfied that Tarzan was still alive, she 
realized that she had to get them out of there. 

Jumping to her feet, she looked at her new arms, immediately 
recognizing the longer, bigger arms as being Tarzan's arms. 
Looking down at her relatively flat, muscular chest, she couldn't 
hold back the smile as she gazed at the massive series of muscles 
on her new wide chest which seemed so unreal after years of 
looking at her female breasts on her narrow chest. The small male 
nipples on her chest were almost hidden by the mass of soft curly 
hair that covered her hard chest muscles. She tensed her arm 
muscles, watching the muscles harden as she flexed the various 
muscles. She stared down at the relatively flat muscled chest 
covered with the thin layer of black hair that she had played with 
so many times as they made love.

Then she stared at the naked, shrunken penis that was normally 
hidden behind Tarzan's loincloth, except when they were making 
love. Her lover's naked body looked funny from her new perspective 
as she stared at the small delicate pee spout between her legs that 
could grow so big and hard when Tarzan was aroused. The end of 
his penis was covered with the thin foreskin, hiding the cockhead 
which she had spent so many wonderful hours with it inserted into 
one of her orifices - and now it was part of her. She stared at the 
small sac behind the dangling penis, wondering how to keep that 
delicate bag from rubbing against her new legs.

Her mind drifted from her current emergency as she thought about 
what it would be like to explore her new body - to use her new cock 
to make love. She felt a little thrill as she knew that it was 
something that she could use to penetrate her lover's body with - 
something that she could use to experience the thrill of love but 
from a man's unique perspective. As she stared at it and thought 
about the mysterious way that it grew bigger when excited, she 
began to feel a little movement from the stared-out male body part 
as it shifted by itself - like some mysteriously alive snake. 

She was startled from her review of her new body by Nasroi's 
repeated reminder "Get us out of here."

She felt drawn to explore her new body, but she knew that Nasroi 
was right. She had to ignore the mysterious excitement of being 
thrust into a large and virile man's hard body, instead directing 
her attention on getting them out of their prisons. She stepped 
forward, noticing that the room seemed much smaller now that she 
had a bigger body. She grabbed one of the boards and pulled, 
immediately sensing the much greater strength within her new 
male body. She tugged on the board and saw it move slightly but 
not as much as she needed. Nasroi suggested "Pull on it again, but 
use your feet to push against the other boards as you pull on that 
one."

Propping one of her large callused feet on the board, she began 
using a powerful combination of leg muscles, back muscles and 
arm muscles, as she tugged on the wooden board, feeling the thick 
board's nails give slightly more from her new body's much greater 
strength. That light give by the board excited her so she somehow 
found some hidden reserve strength and was rewarded by the 
sound of popping nails as the wooden board pulled loose from the 
other boards and away from the wall. She stuck the end of the 
board into the hole that she just created and used the leverage of 
the board to quickly pop another board away from the cell's 
support beams. That created a large enough hole so that she could 
ease her much larger male body out of the cell into the freedom of 
the cave. Two minutes later after finding the keys, she had Nasroi 
out of his cell, then opened up Tarzan's cell and examined 
Tarzan's still unconscious female body while Nasroi re-hid the 
Chalice.

It was a strange feeling to stare at her former female body which 
now looked so small and delicate from her larger male body's new 
perspective. Her former face was the most difficult thing to examine 
because it didn't still seem real to see her face on someone else's 
body.

She examined the blood-matted wounds on the head on her former 
body, carefully discovering that the bloody wounds had disappeared 
from the female body - probably as a result of the body exchange. 
Picking up her former unconscious body as easily as if it were a 
baby, she carried the injured woman's body out of the cell. 

Nasroi had finished hiding the chalice and suggested "They've 
probably got guards at the entrance. Why don't we hide in one of 
the other tunnels?"

Jane grunted in Tarzan's baritone voice "Lead the way."

She easily carried her relatively small and light real body through 
the dark tunnels following Nasroi, until he guided them into a small 
tunnel. Her real body seemed like a child's body because of it's 
relative smallness and light weight. She hadn't realized how small 
she really was until she looked at herself from this different and 
more normal perspective.

The tunnel cumulated into a cavern that had some beds that were 
frequently used by mine workers. Jane placed her former body 
gently on one of the bed then turned to ask Nasroi in Tarzan's deep 
voice "Can you lead me to the entrance and then return here to 
guard Tarzan?"

"We need to stay here. They'll discover that we're missing sooner 
or later and they'll come looking for us. If we leave, they might 
capture us again."

Jane stood up straight, feeling the stronger and very thrilling power 
of her new body, feeling the greater height difference between this 
large muscular body and her real small female body, feeling the 
muscles ripple as she moved. She responded to the man who had 
been her former lover, hearing a hint of anger in her new deep voice 
"Not if I get to the bastards first. Show me how to get out of here 
and I'll kick their ass."

"What do you think that you can do? You're only one person 
against twenty and they're armed. Tarzan might have been able to 
take care of them, but you're not Tarzan. Don't forget who you 
really are!"

"What can I do? It's simple. I can kill the bastard and end this once 
and for all. As for who I am, I'm the person thats going to kill Brad, 
regardless of whose body I'm in."


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