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Here's the next part of my Witch Chronicles series.  It isn't the end and
I'm not sure how long or how many installments there will be, but here's
this one.

The previous installments of this story line are republished under the
heading "Witch Chronicles".

WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale
WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth
WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn
WITCH CHRONICLES 004 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 1
WITCH CHRONICLES 005 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 2
WITCH CHRONICLES 006 - I Was a Teenage Sorceress Pt 3
WITCH CHRONICLES 007 - Dark Beginnings
WITCH CHRONICLES 008 - Prelude to War
WITCH CHRONICLES 009 - The Year Before

If you missed any or all of the previous installments let me know and I'll
email you copies.

Now, onto the boring stuff

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DISCLAIMERS

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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.

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Now onto the fun stuff

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Government file 00009:
   Document classification: Events leading up to the Restoration

See also:
   Diaries of characters of the Restoration:
      Government file 00001: A TG Witch's Tale
      Government file 00002: Elizabeth's Story - Elizabeth
      Government file 00003: Elizabeth's Story - Lynn

   Events leading up to the Restoration:
      Government file 00004: I Was A Teenage Sorceress Sec 01
      Government file 00005: I Was A Teenage Sorceress Sec 02
      Government file 00006: I Was A Teenage Sorceress Sec 03
      Government file 00007: Dark Beginnings
      Government file 00008: Prelude to War

Note:  The events contained in these files are either personal
       diaries or the transcription of recordings made of personal
       awareness of events leading up to the Restoration.  As
       such, at times they tend to ramble and also contain a
       suitable content of material that is not suitable for
       perusal of minors.  In an effort to keep events as accurate
       as possible, no attempt to edit these files for content has
       been made, and any use of these files in any place where
       children might have access to them (history books,
       libraries, etc.) should be strictly regulated.

GOVERNMENT FILE 00009:
Subtitled: The Year Before

[The events in this file span a year in review.  In order to place these
events in their proper place chronologically, each entry is given a
designation T minus to represent the days before the Dark Alliance's first
attack in their main assault.]

[Lin Su]  [T-362]

[Lin Su is the head of the White Sisterhood, one of the most powerful
sorceresses on the planet, and a transformed male.  It should be noted
that, although most men transformed nowadays by the Sisterhood are
transformed into she-males, Lin Su was transformed before the policy of
scanning the men to see whether they would be happier as she-males or full
women went into effect.  Thus Lin Su is a fully biological woman.]

It was the afternoon after our narrow victory over the Dark Alliance, and I
awaited the arrival of my wife at the home of Sarah's family.  Ever since I
got the news that normal relatives of Sorceresses and Witches were being
targeted I had been worried about Kim (my wife).  I wanted to teleport to
her side and teleport back immediately, but I couldn't afford the risk.
There had already been too many teleports in the last 48 hours.

I paced like a cat until the limo pulled up and Kim stepped out.  As soon
as we saw each other we ran together and kissed deeply.  I had always loved
my wife (or at least been attracted to her, for a teenage boy, it's much
the same thing).  Little did I know that it would take my transformation
into a woman for her to feel the same way towards me.  My wife has always
been a lesbian, but since we both were born in pre-WWII Okinawa, duty to
family always came first, and she did her duty by marrying me and laying
with me.

We were married when I was sixteen and for five years I tried to connect
with her.  But no matter what I tried, nothing occurred between us.  I
thought she was just maintaining the decorum that was expected between a
man and a woman, but that wasn't it.  In 1938, my sorcerous power
blossomed.  Unfortunately, that power was so great that the Collegiate
Brotherhood (the greatest sorcerous fraternity) couldn't handle me, so I
was inducted into the White Sisterhood.  In order to join this sorority I
was transformed into a woman, something I hated, more because of the rather
sexist views and mores of our culture than because of any dislike of
womanhood.

After my year of training, I returned to my wife, and, after a bit of
explaining, convinced her of who I was.  There was no way we were going to
be able to convince anyone else however (not without breaking some of the
secrecy rules of the Sisterhood) so we moved to the United States, and
presented ourselves as women whose families had recently perished.  This
explained why we were alone and unmarried, and for the next few years, we
remained single and "unattached", at least to the rest of the world.  At
home, we were two lesbian lovers.  I'm sure there were more than a few
rumors flying about, but I didn't care.  For the first time in my life, my
wife and I were truly passionate lovers.

In fact, that first night I was surprised at the intensity of my wife's
love play.  As soon as we had finished getting the house set up, I turned
to my wife, and she grabbed my face and kissed me.  I was shocked, but at
her mercy as she brought me into the bedroom.  (It was kind of ironic.  In
terms of power I was then, and still am, one of the most powerful
sorceresses on the planet.  But when it came to my wife, I was as helpless
against my own libido as I was when I was a teenage boy.)

She undressed the both of us, then sat me on the bed.  She sat beside me,
took my breasts in hand, and gently rubbed them.  Every time I tried to do
something for her, she kept me from doing anything, and continued to excite
me.  When I was completely out of my mind with desire, she says to me, "Su,
I need a promise."

"Anything."  And I meant it, too.  Had she asked me to promise to destroy
the moon, at that point I would've done it for her.

While still stroking my breasts, she said, "You are clearly not the person
I married, and I don't love you less than I did when I married you, but I
want to be sure that when we have sex, I am having sex with you and only
you.  So I want you to promise me that you will never attempt to have sex
with me in any form other than your native state."

I quickly made the promise, whereupon she lay me onto my back, and kissed
me.  She lay beside me and gently stroked my breasts.  I reached up to
stroke hers, and this time she let me.  We lay there and fondled each other
for a while before she slid her hand down into my cunt and gently rubbed my
sensitive vulva.  I grasped her to me and rocked my body against hers.  We
moved together until I experienced my first orgasm as a woman.

She then got above me, straddled my head and licked me while I licked her.
We came together that first time in a simultaneous orgasm, making me very
proud.  Even before my sorcerous power blossomed, I was very observant, and
noticed the flushed look on the faces of my wife's friends when they left
our house, and knew what she was doing with them, and I knew my wife was an
experienced lesbian lover.

As we lay together later, my wife stroking my breasts, I asked her, "Kim,
do you like my breasts?"

"Su, they are fascinating and beautiful."

"You don't think they're too large?"

"Oh, no!  I guess I share the Americans' attraction to large breasts.  But
what about me?  Do you think I'm too small?"

"Never.  I love you just as you are."

"And I love you.  As you are."

Later, I thought about the promise my wife had me make, and came to the
conclusion that my wife was concerned with making sure she only had sex
with me.  It was shortly after World War II that I discovered the real
reason why she got me to promise what she did.  After seeing the
destruction visited upon the world during the war, I felt a need to
continue my lineage, so I went to my wife and asked her to let me transform
myself for only one night so I could get her pregnant, and we could have a
child.  But she refused.

After a bit of pushing, she told me why.  She said, "Su, I love you dearly
now, but as a man, I did not.  I honored and respected you, but felt no
love for you.  Su, I am a lesbian, and have never felt any love for any
man.  I know you consider your transformation a necessary burden you had to
endure, but I consider it a blessing.  And, Su, I consider the feeling of a
penis inside me to be detestable.  You may hate me for it, but I will never
relinquish you from the promise you made me."

I was a little shocked and upset, but I did realize she was right about one
thing.  My transformation was a blessing in that it brought us together.  I
have tried a few times since then to convince her to allow me to impregnate
her, but she has remained steadfast.

But in the conversation I had with Elizabeth Norman, she reminded me of
something.  My transformation into a woman was more than just a surface
change.  I go through periods and am as fertile as any woman out there.  I
intend to convince my wife to get me pregnant by letting me give her a
functional penis.

After she arrived, we went upstairs to the room.  She's in the bathroom
taking a bath as I write this diary.  I hope she accepts my request.

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

Well, it's done.  I convinced my wife to impregnate me.

After she was finished with her bath, she came out and sat beside me on the
bed.  She slid her hand under the nightgown I put on, and slowly caressed
my bosom.  We kissed and I pulled her to me, crushing our bodies together.
After a lengthy kiss, she slid her hand down towards my panties, but I
grabbed her wrist.  "Kim, there's something I want to talk to you about."

"Can't it wait?" she asked as she attempted to kiss me again.

I pulled back a little, and said, "If it waits, then I might forget and not
ask.  And I really want you to hear me out."

"Alright."

"It's about us having a baby."

She got upset and turned away.  "Not that again!"

"Honey, please."

She turned back to me.  "Su, can't you leave well enough alone?  I love
you.  You love me.  Why do we need to go changing something that works?"

"Because I want to know the joy of raising a child with you.  Of raising
our child with you."

She turned away from me.  "We've been over this before.  I will not release
you from your promise.  I will not willingly let you or any person stick a
penis inside me ever again!"

I wrapped my arms around her.  "Then could you be talked into sticking a
penis inside me?"

She turned in my arms and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Love, I had been trapped in the idea that if we were going to have a
child, you, as the wife, were going to have to be the one to carry it.  But
someone I met here pointed out that since I am a full woman now, I am
fertile and can carry the child.  But that requires you to have a penis and
to have sex with me.  But I would never transform you against your will.
So please give me the permission."

She turned in my grip.  "Why didn't you think of this before?"

"Because I was still thinking of myself as the "man" of the family, but as
a friend pointed out, I have been a woman for over a half century now.
It's time I got used to the idea.  But does this mean you'll do it?"

"I'm still not sure.  You know how distasteful I find a penis inside me.
If you were to find it even a fraction as distasteful, I could never
forgive myself."

"And the only way we're going to find out is to do it.  And since I can
make sure that I get pregnant the first time, all we need to do is do it
once."

"Are you sure?"

I pressed my lips to hers.  After the kiss, I simply said, "Please?"

"Okay."

I slid my hand to her crotch and quickly rattled off the spell.  (I had
been thinking about it since last night when Elizabeth first suggested the
idea.)  Her clitoris tingled and surged underneath my fingers and grew to
nine inches long.  Kim looked down on it, and it twitched and hardened a
bit.  "For a woman with no interest in having a penis inside you," I joked,
"you sure get excited quickly enough looking at one."

At first Kim seemed a little upset at what I said, but then noticed I was
playing, and said, "It isn't the sight of a penis getting me hard; it's the
thought of sticking it into my tart of a wife."

We both giggled and kissed.  I lay on my back, pulling Kim atop me.  She
slid her hands under my nightgown and stroked my body as she laid a series
of kisses over my face and neck.  She lifted my nightie and suckled my
breasts before slowly moving her way down my body to my cunt.  She licked
and loved me down there, reminding me with her tongue that she was always
the best lover I had when it came to servicing me down there.

She then got up between my legs, and using her new penis, rubbed my cunt
with it.  After a few seconds of this, she asked, "Ready?"

I almost laughed aloud.  I was so ready, I was almost prepared to cast a
spell to force her to fuck me.  But I managed to suppress my reaction down
to a small giggle, and a nod.  She slowly moved into me and lay across my
body.  We lay together for a while until she kissed me and started moving
in and out of my body in a sensual, instinctive way that I loved.  I found
my legs wrapping around her, and my hips bucking underneath her.

I came three times during our love play before feeling her seed spray deep
inside me.  We lay together for a while before she looked up at me and
tremulously asked, "Did you like it?"

I pulled her to me and nuzzled her neck.  "Oh, I loved it.  I could not
have had a kinder, more sensitive lover."

"You really did like it?"

"Of course."

"Then... could I... keep it?"

I smiled and said, "I think you liked it, too."  She blushed shamefully,
but I set her at ease, saying, "The penis is yours.  A gift for giving me
the child I always wanted."

She smiled broadly and kissed me.  We then snuggled up and we fell asleep
together.

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

[Lynnette Thompson Norman]  [T-362]

[The following is a transcription of a tape recording made by Lynn
detailing her role in the events of the Restoration war.]

I'm waiting my parents in front of the house.  Being at risk for attack
from the Dark Alliance, I can't risk meeting them at the airport, which I'm
not sure is a good thing or a bad thing.

Ever since my parents had made my wedding to Liz, tensions have been
running high between us.  I don't suppose I can blame them though.  Even
though I know they were very accepting of my homosexuality, at least
outwardly, it's one thing to know your daughter is marrying another woman.
It's another thing altogether to find out she's marrying a spell-casting
witch with a demon's tail, and that she's marrying into a race of people
whose membership consists of angels, gryphons, and centaurs.

And when they found out about my dick?  Woo-hoo, was that a scene.  I'm
glad I took the time to show them and let them get it all out before the
ceremony.  Actually, after that, telling them they would have to be naked
if they wanted to attend the ceremony was almost anti-climactic.  But they
did agree and we managed to get through the ceremony without any incidents.

Of course, I'm not sure what happened after I lost control and started
fucking Liz right in front of everybody.  I can't imagine my dad just
sitting back and saying nothing, but I don't remember anything about those
two hours except for Liz.

Now I'm wondering what my parents are going to say or do about the latest
developments in my life.  The Dark Alliance has mounted their first assault
on Liz and her family.  And they could go after my family, so my mom and
dad are being brought here in order to protect them, whether they like it
or not.  They could be used against us otherwise.

I've also been drafted into this war.  I suppose that's not entirely fair.
It was up to me whether or not I joined, but how could I sit back and know
my friends and family were at risk, and do nothing?  So my latent
potentials as a sorceress were awakened and now I'm wondering how I'm going
to explain to mom and dad how I got a nice, new pair of F cup breasts
instead of my usual C's.  Although I've got to admit I like 'em.

Here comes the limo with mom and dad now.

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

That turned out better than I thought.  Much better.  After dad and mom got
out of the car was the roughest part.  They got out, I called out to them,
they turned... and stared.  I walked up and jokingly said, "Hi, mom, dad.
See how much I've grown?"

We just stood there for a few minutes as dad and mom looked at me and my
new body.  Finally dad asked, "Uhm, not to be too blunt, but... why?"

"Did they explain to you why you two were brought here?"

"Only vaguely.  They said something about us and you being at risk if we
didn't come right away."

I quickly explained about the recent attacks relatives had been suffering
by the Dark Alliance.  I also explained about the upcoming war, and how I
had been asked to join in the defense of the planet by becoming a sorceress.

After I was finished, mom asked, "Are you sure this is what you want, dear?"

"What I want?  No, I'm not.  But as someone pointed out, there is no way I
could live with myself if the people I cared for went out and got hurt and
I knew there had been something I could do to stop it."

Then dad surprised me by stepping up to me, saying, "Lynnette, I am proud
of you," and hugging me.

I was stunned.  "You... are?"

He nodded and said, "Let's face facts, little one.  As a kid, your mother
and I were so busy making our fortune, that we tended to replace money with
love in raising you.  As a result, you were always a little... spoiled.
And, to be honest, I thought your marriage to Elizabeth was the same thing.
You were determined to marry her because it was what YOU wanted, and damned
what anybody else thought.  But I was wrong.  Marrying Elizabeth and
becoming a parent was just what the doctor ordered, so to speak."

I was silent for a bit as I led my parents inside.  Liz stepped up and
said, "Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Thompson."

Mom said, "Elizabeth, please call us mom and dad."

Liz was stunned.  Since the wedding my parents and she hadn't exchanged
more than a few words at any one time.  She said, "Thanks, mom."

Mom stepped up and took her hand.  "Elizabeth, I know we haven't been too
keen on the idea of your wedding to our daughter, particularly after we
were told about your... accident regarding her genitals.  But Louis and I
had a chance to discuss it on our way here.  You are the mother of our
grandchildren and you are a good woman.  So here's something I should've
done 6 and a half years ago."  Mom pulled Liz's face down (I inherited my
height from mom, she's only 5'1") and kissed her cheek.  "Welcome to the
family."

Liz, almost in tears, said, "Thank you."

At this point, Mrs. Welker came up.  "Lynnette, it's almost time for your
first lesson."

"Okay.  Mrs. Welker, I'd like you to meet my mom and dad, Mariko and Louis
Thompson.  Mom, Dad, this is Elizabeth Welker, the head of the sorceresses
in this state."

After a handshake and a few pleasantries, Mrs. Welker said, "Mr. and Mrs.
Thompson, has Lynnette detailed the upcoming war we will be facing?"

Dad said, "She's described it."

"Then I have something I need to ask you.  Having met the both of you, I
can see that one of the reasons why Lynnette is so powerful is because both
of you have unawakened sorcerous potential.  Now I hate to have to ask it,
but would you allow us to awaken your potential so you can join us?"

I tried to interrupt, saying, "Wait a second, I'm not sure I'm too keen on
the idea of my parents at war."

But dad said, "Lynnette, to paraphrase you, how would we feel if you were
hurt when we knew that we could've done something to prevent it?"  He
turned to mom and said, "I think I'm speaking for both of us," he waited
for mom to nod, "when I say we're willing to join up."

"Okay, I'll have to get one of the Collegiate Brotherhood to awaken Louis's
potential, but I could deal with Mariko now."

"Why can't you deal with me, now?"

"It's the way the awakening spell works.  There's a different spell for men
and for women.  The one for women causes the breasts to swell and grow, as
demonstrated by your daughter, and the one for men makes the penis grow.  I
can't cast the one for men, so unless you want a pair of tits, I'll grab
one of the Brothers running around here and get him to awaken you."

Dad and mom stared at each other, then dad said, "Wait a second."  They
then went off to one side and discussed something.  When they came back,
dad said, "We've discussed it and we'd like you to awaken both of us."

I was shocked.  "Dad, didn't you hear her?  You'll have tits!"

"Little one, there's something you should know about your dear old dad.  I
haven't done it since before you were born, but your dad is, or more
accurately was, a closet cross-dresser.  Although I've never wanted to go
all the way, and become a woman, I always loved it when your mother slid
her hands under my skirt and stroked me through my panties.  I admit it's a
purely sexual thing, but since we're going to be held incommunicado here
for a while, why not indulge myself?  I asked Mari if she minded, and she
said no."

I stood there stunned as Mrs. Welker said, "Mr. Thompson...  Louis, perhaps
I should explain about what we call native state.  After the awakening
spell is cast, the body goes into a state wherein it can only be safely
transformed for a maximum of twelve hours out of every forty-eight.  And
the effect is permanent.  You will never be able to get rid of them."

"Well, it's not that big a deal anymore.  My businesses pretty much run
themselves, and I'm rich enough so I don't really have to care what anyone
thinks about me."

"Still, this is a big step.  Hardly something to do on a sexual lark.  But
I'll tell you what, you take a few hours to think about it and if, after
that, you still want to do this, I'll oblige you."

"Okay."

After a few pleasant words, I went to my first class in sorcery.  When we
broke for lunch at noon I met my parents.  Mom was sporting a new set of
double-D breasts, but dad was the real shocker.  He was sporting a set of
D-cups and wearing a dress.  In all my years, I never figured he'd go
through with it.  I've got to admit, he doesn't look bad.  Not cover model
good or anything like that, but he does look good.

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

[Jenny Welker and Wanda Adams]

[Although this part of the file is a continuation of the post-Restoration
interview detailed in previous files, the events described in this part of
the interview occurred on T-350.]

INTERVIEWER:  We're back from break. [Interviewer turns to Jenny and Wanda]
So what happened after the Dark Alliance attacked?

Jenny:  Not much for a couple of weeks.  Mostly set up.  Getting normal
relatives into protected zones.  Establishing set points of teleport disks
into the training areas of all the various training camps.  That sort of
thing.

INT:  So what happened after two weeks?

Jenny:  [Looks to Wanda and smiles]  One of the few really bright spots to
the year before the war.  Wanda and I adopted a live-in sister.

Wanda:  Ironic that it came from such a nasty start.

INT:  Where did it come from?

Wanda:  [Gets sad look on her face]  In the attacks that the Dark Alliance
made on our normal relatives, many were taken because they attacked before
we knew what was going on.  But after we did find out, we took steps to
protect them.  In a few cases, sorceresses ran into dark fighters trying to
abduct family members.  In most cases, we won those battles, but in a few...

Jenny:  Tracie was only 13 when she awakened.  She was the youngest in the
order.  She was away training when the Dark Alliance started their attacks.
Her family, both norm and powered were all lost to us.  She was brought
into the household by mother, right after she had completed her training,
mostly because nobody knew what to do with her.  She was felt to be too
young to join directly in the war effort, and to leave alone, but too
powerful to leave anywhere less than our most defended bases.

INT:  How powerful was she?  What was her bust size?

Jenny:  As you know, but your audience may not, a sorceresses power can be
determined by her bust size.  Tracie had a G cup.

INT:  And was she genetically female or, like you, born male, but too
powerful to be handled by the Collegiate Brotherhood?

Wanda:  Tracie was born a genetic female.  I still remember the first time
I saw her.  I was sitting around, waiting to be assigned to do something.
Most of the initial set-up was done, but occasionally they still needed a
powerful sorceress to bring some of the lower powered Brothers and Sisters
to the house from obscure locations.

But then I saw her.  A little girl barely into her teens, sitting in a
corner of the den, hugging her teddy bear.  I asked Jen's mom about her,
and she explained the situation.  My heart just went out to the girl.  I
went over and introduced myself.  She was silent and withdrawn, but that
was to be expected.

I sat there for a while, not sure what to say, before I asked her, "Does
your teddy bear have a name?"

She held him up and said, "I call him Tommy.  Tommy T. Teddy."  Then she
got a slightly ashamed look on her face.  "I suppose you think I'm too old
to have a teddy bear."

"I hope not.  I'm a decade older than you and I have a whole collection of
them."

"You do?"

"Uh-huh.  Most of them are at my condo across town, but there are a few I
always travel with if I can.  Want to go up to my room and introduce Tommy
to them?"

She looked to her teddy, as if considering it, and said, "Okay."

I took her by the hand and led her up to the room that Jenny and I were
sharing and showed her my three "specials".  The first was a teddy bear
that looked like the one Garfield the Cat is occasionally seen carrying
around, named appropriately, Pooky.  The second was an odd little thing
that was a little too fat, and had a crooked smile.  Then I got to my
personal favorite, a panda.

I held it up and said, "This bear was a gift from my declared life mate.
My wife."

"Your wife?  You're a lesbian?"

"Bisexual, actually.  But I do prefer women.  Especially in the form of
Jenny, my wife."

"So what's this teddy's name?"

I smiled.  "I call her Jenny Bear.  She's so special to me because Jenny
took a big risk to get her to me."

"How so?  Was she on a mission against the dark forces?"

"Nope.  More dangerous yet."  I leaned over and conspiratorially whispered
in her ear, "She was in training."

"But you're not supposed to have any contact while training."

"That's what makes this so special.  We met, fell in love and declared our
life mating before she even started training.  About 4 months into her
training, I was missing her terribly when I felt the twisting of a teleport
spell.  Then Jenny Bear appeared on my coffee table with a note saying,
'Miss you much.  Jenny.'  From that point on, I had to sleep with this
teddy in order to get to sleep until Jenny returned to me.  I later found
out she had to do two weeks of double basics drills, but she says it was
worth it."

Then she noticed it.  "He's anatomically correct.  Why'd you name him after
your wife if he's a boy?"

I smiled.  "Well, normally I dress Jenny Bear up, but take a good look at
her and see if you notice something."

I handed Jenny Bear to her and she looked him over, turning him around in
her hands, then she saw it.  "His chest is kind of round, like he's got
tits."  Then she got it.  "Is Jenny one of those... what do you call
'em?... she-males?  A guy who was too powerful for the Brotherhood?"

"Yes, she is.  And just so you don't think I'm hiding something, so am I.
And, for the record, we both consider ourselves women."

At that point Jenny made her entrance.

INT:  And what was your first impression of the youngster?

Jenny:  Disappointment.  Not because of anything the girl did, but because
I was hoping to spend some time alone with Wanda.  But as soon as I was in
the room, I wrapped my arm around Wanda's waist and kissed her.  After a
brief communication, I knew everything that had passed between the two of
them.

Wanda:  And we both decided to ask her to join us as family.  She said, "I
guess you two want to be alone?"

Jenny:  To which I said, "Wait a second, there's something we have to ask you."

Wanda:  I said, "We know about how you lost the rest of your family, and we
were wondering if you would be willing to join our family, as our sister."

Tears came to her eyes as she said, "I'd love that, but..."

"But what?"

"Does this mean I have to forget my old family?  Now that I have a new one?"

"Of course not.  And, if you want, you can share them with us, so we can
help you remember."

She practically tackled us giving us both a big hug.  Then we conjured up
some food and some clothes and spent the rest of the night chatting and
getting to know each other.

Jenny:  Around midnight, Tracie yawned and said, "I'd better get to bed,
I've got class in the morning."

So I asked, "What classes?  Aren't you finished with your magical training?"

"Sure, but I've got my regular classes.  Junior high stuff."

I thought she was fooling herself.  I told her, "Didn't anybody tell you?
Since there's no way to explain why a girl gets natural breast growth as
large as yours in one year, you can't attend normal school anymore."

But she got a large grin on her face.  "Didn't anyone tell you?  Since a
lot of Witches Transform at very early ages, much earlier then Sorceresses
awaken, they have an entire system in place to train their youths in the
classes they would miss by not being able to show up for school.  When they
found out that a few of us hadn't and weren't going to be able to complete
school, they offered to let us take classes alongside the Witches."

I thought about what she said as we tucked her into bed.  We headed outside
to do some star-gazing before we crawled into bed with her.

Wanda:  Of course, I could tell what she had been thinking about all this
time, so while we were sitting on the lawn staring at the sky, I asked her,
"So you going to take them up on their offer?"

Jenny:  "Am I that obvious?"

Wanda:  "No.  But even before our linking, I could always tell what you
were feeling.  I know you miss attending the last two years of high school
after your Awakening.  So go for it."

Jenny:  I just smiled.  "I guess what I really missed was things like the
prom and dances."

Wanda:  So I encouraged her to check it out.

Jenny:  And after I did check it out, I signed right up.  They had dances
and proms and all the normal high school events.

INT:  So you actually got to attend the last two years of high school.
We'll find out more of the year before the war right after these messages.

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

[Bambi Welker]  [T-310]

Diary,

Up to this morning, I was really depressed.  It seemed like everybody was
either pregnant or slightly after that with child.  And for a transsexual
who desperately wants, but will never have, a life growing inside her, that
can be kind of depressing.  Both Andrea and Jasa [Jasa is the name Daphne's
husband Jason took after his transformation into a female Witch] are
pregnant.  Lin Su is pregnant.  Even Peter and Sarah have a two month old
newborn.

And now Elizabeth and Lynnette have a newborn baby boy.  At first, this was
the most depressing event since I arrived.  She gave birth yesterday
morning, being waken up at 3 am for the birth.  I was in bed with her.  In
the two months since I came here I've spent most of my time with Liz and
Lynn.  And with Travis, of course.  I've fallen in love with those two, and
even more so after this morning.

Liz spent the first half the day giving birth.  And this morning, she was
up and around with her baby.  At one point, she had just set the baby down
for a nap when she came over to me.  "Bambi, can we talk?"

"Sure."

"I've noticed that you've been a little... down-hearted recently."

I didn't want to tell her that I was so sad about something which was so
joyous an event for her, so I hemmed and hawed a bit before she said,
"You're upset about the pregnancies you can never have, aren't you?"

I could only nod.  "Well, I can't really make you pregnant, but there is
something I can do which might help."

"What?"

"Well, ever since you got here, there's been a connection between the four
of us.  You, me, Lynnette, and Travis.  Which is saying something
considering that Lynn has never been attracted to any man in her life.  You
and Travis are also great with David and Lydia, [Elizabeth and Lynn's first
two children] so I'd like to make this official."

"Official?"

"I'd like to undergo the Witchly bonding ceremony with you."

"But isn't that the equivalent to the marriage ceremony to Witches?"

"Yes, it is."  She took my hands.  "Bambi Welker, will you marry my wife
and me?"

"But what about Travis?"

"Lynnette is talking to him as we speak.  The invitation, of course, also
goes out to him."

"As long as he agrees, I'd love to."  We embraced and she kissed me right
on the mouth, in a way very similar to the way Travis kissed me before we
engage in sex.

As if reading my mind, she slid her hand up and stroked my bosom.  I moaned
and pressed myself to her.  "Oh, Bambi, I've wanted to do this since we
first met.  Could I... see you naked?"

I looked into her eyes, and whispered, "Yes, oh, yes."  I realize now that
I must've sounded like something out of a porno flick or a bad soap opera,
but it was what I said.  As she reached up and started to undo my blouse, I
lifted her nightshirt above her rather prodigious bosom.  When I was
totally unbuttoned, she stepped back and removed her shirt while I removed
my blouse.

"You're beautiful," she tells me.

"So are you."

She blushed a bit.  "I'm a three-time mother in sweats and a nursing bra."

"In my opinion that only makes you more beautiful."  We embraced again and
I felt her undo my bra, so I did the same for her.  It took me a little
longer, both because I started later and because her large bra had many
more eye-hooks to it.  But she patiently waited for me to finish, casually
nuzzling my ear as I worked.

After we were both braless, she casually reached down and unzipped my
skirt.  She then knelt before me while pulling down my skirt, slip, and
panties.  She didn't even let me step out of my clothes before she leaned
forward and started licking my cunt.  And was she good!

She continued to lick and kiss my cunt, getting me weak with pleasure,
until I heard the door open, and in walked Travis and Lynn.  Lynn said, "It
looks like our little women have decided to start without us."

I was so embarrassed.  I tried to pull away from Liz, but she wouldn't let
me go.  Travis just smiled, came over to me, and said, "It's okay, hun."
He wrapped his arms around me and started rubbing my breasts.  "Does this
mean you want to join their family?"

"Only if you do."

"I want to if you want to."

"Well, I want to if you want to."

"Well, I do want to, but only if it's okay with you."

Before I could continue the silliness, Liz said, "Oh, why don't you both
just admit you want it."  She turned to Lynn.  "Were we ever that young?"

Lynn just grinned.  "Shall we move this to the bed?"

Liz stood up, took off the last of her clothes and took my hand.  She
walked both me and Travis over to the bed.  I got up on the bed and lay on
my back, and Liz got up on the bed and lay between my legs.  She went right
back to licking me out, while Travis and Lynn got as naked as we were.
Travis got up behind Liz, while Lynn sat near my head, and started to rub
my bosom.

I saw her dick hanging between her legs and reached out and took it in hand
and stroked it to hardness.  I pulled her closer to me.  She allowed
herself to move as I dictated, and I moved her dick to my mouth.  As I
sucked her dickhead into me, I briefly looked up and saw Travis fucking Liz
doggie-style.  I hoped she was getting as much pleasure out of it as I did.
I sucked Lynn into my mouth and used my tongue to stroke and pleasure her
hard member.  I was glad I had made a regular practice of sucking Travis as
deep as I could, because otherwise I would have never been able to take
Lynn (who was larger than Travis) as deep as I did.

We continued to move together until I came between Liz and Lynn.  Liz and
Travis briefly separated, and she rolled over and lay beside me.  She took
my hand as Travis got back between her legs, and slowly pressed into her.
Lynn lay beside me and said, "Just tell me when you're ready and I'd like
to have a little fun with you."

But then I whispered a suggestion in her ear, and she asked, "You don't
think he'd mind?"

I whispered back, "He'd better not," and giggled a bit.  "But seriously,
he'll love it."

Lynn then got up behind Travis, and pressed her dick against his ass.  He
looked back and saw her, and slowed his movement in Liz so that Lynn could
get lined up.  He moaned as she pressed into his ass.  Lynn seemed a little
worried; I guess from never having fucked a guy before.  But she seemed
pleased when he reached back and pulled her deeper into him.

The three of them moved together, giving me a wonderful spectacle to watch.
My own hands found their places on my body, one on my breast, the other
fingering my slit.  Elizabeth saw me playing with myself, and said, "Hun,
bring your beautiful body over here so I can taste some more of your body."

I smiled and moved over to Liz, my Amazonian Witch.  Since she had already
done such a job on my cunny, I leaned over and held my breast to Liz's
mouth.   Liz lifted her head and avidly licked at my nipple.  I turned my
head up and saw Travis and Frenched him.  I felt a hand deftly displace my
own in my slit and somehow, without looking, I knew it was Lynn.

We moved together, as if born to this (perhaps we were), and it was only a
short while before we came together in a mass orgasm.  I think Travis
started it, but I couldn't be sure because, wherever it started, it quickly
surged over into the rest of us.

When we were lying there in the post-coital afterglow, Liz's baby started
to cry.  I felt a brief wave of melancholy as Liz got up and went over to
the baby's crib.  But Lynn and Travis jumped up and pulled me to my feet.
I asked what was going on, but they were tight-lipped.  They quickly sat me
down in a chair, and Liz brought the baby over and placed him in my arms.

"What do I do now?" I asked as Liz stroked my bosom.

"Place him to your breast."

I did so, saying, "Okay, but I don't-"  Then I felt it.  A liquid passed
from my breast into the baby's mouth.  I knew what it was, but all I could
get out was, "I'm... I'm..."

"Lactating," Elizabeth finished for me.  "According to Witchly custom, all
parents must help in the care and nurturing of any children born to any
member of the family.  Normally, this only means diapers, bathing, reading
to him at night, standard parenting stuff.  But with all the war
preparations going on Lynn and I may wind up having to fail to make proper
preparations for the war in order to feed our child.  So we were wondering
if you would help us out by feeding our child when we can't."

I was so happy right then.  "What's his name?" I asked.

Liz knelt beside me.  "Well, I was thinking about that.  I named our first
child after Daphne, using her old male name, so I was wondering if you
would mind if we named him James."

I was flabbergasted.  "You want to name him after me?  Use my old male name?"

Liz nodded.  "If you don't mind.  I wouldn't want to remind you of
something that would be painful."

"No, not painful.  James just wasn't me.  I think I'd like that."

Liz kissed me.  "So James it is."

If I hadn't been feeding little James, I think I would've leapt for joy.
As it was I just broke down in tears of joy.

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

[Daphne Newell]  [T-268]

It's been over three months since Jasa, Andrea and I agreed to get married
under the Witches' Bonding Ceremony.  War plans proceed nicely.  Part of me
is pleased, but part of me hates it.  I've never been fond of fighting.
Even as a guy I hated it.  Now it looks like I'm going to be one of the top
fighters in this war.  The bright point has been my two loves.  They've
been a real support for me in this time.

Jasa's and my training is coming along nicely.  Jasa really doesn't have
the power to do much, but she is one of the sweetest little things I ever
had the pleasure to work with.  Who'd've thought my big, strong husband
would've turned out to be such a sweet girl?

The thing I really miss the most is my job.  Despite all the lawyer jokes
and all the sleaze I have to put up with as a lawyer, I miss the thrill of
the court debate.  I miss helping innocent people.  I miss poking holes in
stupid testimony.  I MISS MY JOB.

Ah, well, no use crying over things gone by.

Our marriage ceremony is tomorrow, and you can't imagine how nervous I am.
Or maybe you can if you've ever been married before.  I can hardly wait
though.

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

[Dorina Tempus]  [T-262]

For the next 100 days war plans proceeded nicely.  Most of our initial
skirmishes had failed, as was planned.  We had been lucky enough to score
some initial victories and I was planning what was to be our prime
offensive against the world.

My pregnancy and my slut's are proceeding along normally.  Of course, with
three children inside of her, she's going through a bit more discomfort
than I am.  Which is, of course, what I wanted.  The feelings were
delicious.

But it was after 100 days that the means of my downfall was returned to me.
The ironic thing was I considered her to be an ally.  The youngest bitch of
my last inductee had finished her apprenticeship.  It was one of the main
advantages of being dedicated to the dark, our apprenticeships lasted only
one third as long.

I was in the comm center when she walked in.  A sweet, little tart of a 14
year old.  She was so hot she made my dick twitch just by the way she
swayed her hips.  I could tell as she walked in that she was a dark mage,
but she wasn't wearing the badge that would let the mundanes know that.  I
thought she was being a bit ballsy.  The only reason a mundane teenager
would be present in the comm center would be to fulfill the pedophilial
desires of a worker there.  By not declaring herself a mage, the mundanes
could not be held accountable for not knowing and treating her as if she
were a fellow mundane.

At least... that was policy.

One of the mundanes, Darren Beckman, called to her, saying, "Bitch, come
over here and suck me off."

She went over to him, stared him right in the eye, and said, "Bite me."  He
hauled off and slapped her.

She just grinned evilly.  I felt magic flare.  Dark, dark magic.  I saw the
mundane's body grow younger.  He stopped regressing at age 12.  But then
his clothes changed to a kid's blouse and skirt, and he changed into a
little nubile preteen girl.  I felt the magic surge and suddenly the
records of the base had changed and all records of Darren Beckman, college
graduate, were gone, replaced with records of Darla Beckman, teen adoptee
posted to the pedophile sex ring.  I felt the magic surge once more and
knew that no mundane ever remembered Darren.  Suddenly there was another
man sitting where Darren was and Darla was atop his lap getting fucked by
him.

"You!" I called to her.  "Come here."

She casually walked over to me as if nothing had happened.  "Yes, Miss Tempus?"

"Why aren't you wearing your badge so the mundanes know what you are?"

"How else would I get them to try to hurt me so I could hurt them back?"

I then remembered her wish.  She wanted to be able to hurt anyone who had
hurt her.  "And what if his skills were irreplaceable?"  It was unlikely,
we had a shit load of redundancy in mundane skilled labor, but it was
possible.

She shrugged.  "So put her back in his old position.  If it were your
command no one would argue it.  She's still got all the skills he used to
have.  It's just no mundane other than her remembers that.  In fact, they
remember her as being a lying, trouble maker who tries to sabotage anything
she can in vengeance for being a sex toy.  Without you or one of the other
magi saying something they won't let her anywhere near a computer to prove
what she claims.  So she'll get to live out her life as that which he most
feared becoming, one of the children he used to victimize."

I looked over to the recent transformee.  The pain and humiliation he
(because it was still Darren inside) experienced were delicious.  But I
turned back to her and said, "Policy still states you don't get to punish
mundanes if you don't wear the badge."

She looked at me and said, "But policy also says fulfillment of dark wishes
gets top priority."

I just stared at her as a smile spread over my face.  "I could get to
really like you..."

"Lois."  Then she said distastefully, "That's the name my mother gave me."

"How is your mother?"  Not that I really cared, but I was curious as to how
the little wench had dealt with her mother who had so clearly hurt her.

"She's okay.  But she seems to have developed a strange allergy to
she-males.  A shame that she now can't spend any time with two of her new
daughters."

"Yes, a true shame."  I remembered that the mother had wished for three
daughters since her husband had given her three sons but wouldn't give her
anymore children.  She had gotten her wish fulfilled by having her sons
transformed into girls.  The two eldest were now she-males.  By giving the
mother an allergy to she-males, the only one of her daughters she could get
near would be her youngest, and since her youngest was now a more powerful
sorceress, she'd only be able to get near Lois on Lois's schedule.

"Regardless of your dark wish, from now on I want you wearing your badge.
I don't want to waste resources."

She gave me an evil smile.  "As you wish."  She reached into her cleavage,
pulled out her badge, and pinned it to her blouse.

"So what is the drawback to your wish?"

"Who said there were any drawbacks?"

"Don't con me, kiddo.  There are always drawbacks.  Always... costs."

She smiled.  "I can only 'punish' one person at a time.  Although I still
have my regular magicks, my 'punishment power' bypasses almost all magical
defenses.  But after I use it, I have to recharge it."

"How do you do that?"

She got a distasteful look on her face.  "I need to have sex with someone
with both a dick and breasts.  Either a she-male or a hermaphrodite."

"Seems rather risky.  Anybody doing that could be considered to be hurting
you and thus at risk."

"Not really.  First off, the sex has to be willing, at least from their
part, so if I get a reputation of destroying those who recharge me, I'll
never get recharged."

"But you could use your power and no one would remember."

"Why waste it?  Use it on someone recharging me just to need to go out and
get recharged?"

"Sensible.  Where have you been posted?"

"I have been posted as your magical attache."

I smiled.  "Come with me."

I took her back to my room.  As soon as we got there, she seemed to get
ill.  "What is it?" I asked.

"Is there a naked woman around?"

"A nearly naked woman, yes."  My slave was in the bathroom.

"Naked women literally make me sick.  I still desire them, but I can't be
near them."

I called to my slut and she bounced into the room, the hope for sex clearly
evident on her face.  She was disappointed when I ordered her from the
room.  She quickly left (not daring to argue with me) and Lois started to
breathe easier.  "Why did you do that?" she asked.  "I didn't think
compassion was among your personality traits."

"It's not.  But I can hardly have my attache inconvenienced as we work
together."  I walked over to the mini-bar.  "Care for a drink?"

"I'm too young."

I found that honestly amusing.  "You are a dark mage.  The only reason you
need to pay attention to mundane laws is to not cause too many ripples
before the war.  Here in the base we make our own rules.  If you want a
drink, as long as you're not getting so drunk you're useless, feel free."

"Then how about a scotch?"

"Scotch it is."  I poured two drinks.  I handed one to her, telling her to
sip it.

After a few sips, she said, "Miss Tempus, why are you being so nice to me?"

"Because I want you, Lois."

"I know.  Anybody with a dick does.  But why not just order me into your
bed?  You have that right."

"Because I want you to want me, too.  I'm not stupid, Lois.  I know what
you can do to me if you get hurt by me.  And even if you don't take your
revenge, it won't make working together easy if I force myself upon you."

She considered it.  I reached up and rubbed her chin.  "Besides, before I
joined the Dark Alliance, I used to be a pretty good seducer.  I was
wondering if I was still any good."  I leaned over and kissed her lips as
lightly as I could.

She seemed a little surprised, but quickly warmed to the kiss.  She wrapped
her arms around me and I lifted her into my arms.  I carried her to my bed.
I sat her on the edge and started to unbutton her blouse.  She reached up
and started unbuttoning my shirt (I may have been forced to look like and
be addressed as a woman, but I didn't have to dress like one).  We kissed
and undressed each other.  As she pulled down my boxers, she said, "I wish
I could wear men's clothes.  But mom's wish makes me be as feminine as
possible and transforms any men's clothes I wear into women's clothes."

"I wish I could help you, but the one thing a dark mage can't do is thwart
a dark wish."

"I know."

She moaned as I gently stroked her breast.  I could feel the transformation
spell upon her and knew she was hiding the effects of her Awakening.  I
should explain that just like those on the quote-good guys-unquote side, an
Awakening amplifies a body part.  On those with only breasts or a penis
that part is what gets amplified.  But if both spells are cast
simultaneously, both parts are amplified, but neither quite as completely
as if only one part were being affected.

To give you examples, my power is 60,050.  If I'd've gotten just the penile
spell, I'd now have a 20.4 foot dick, the square root of my power in
inches.  And don't think I'm kidding here.  I know a few male dark magi who
didn't want to undergo the breast spell and now have dicks that, when
erect, are longer than they are tall.

Likewise if I'd've undergone just the breast spell, I'd now have 19.5
inches of cup size, a tight P cup, or a slightly loose Q cup.  The formula
for the breast spell is the cube of twice the cup size.

Since I underwent both spells, my dick, erect, is slightly under 15 inches
and my breasts are a whopping H cup.  I should only have a double E cup
based on my power, but my dark wish gave me a C cup, and my breast growth
was from there, rather than if it were based on a flat chest as everybody
else gets.  By the way, the formula for double figuring is twice the cup
size squared times the square of dick length.

I used to wonder why ancient magi were portrayed as always being male when
I know they had she-male bodies.  Dark records are very accurate.  Merlin
(who was unaffiliated with any sorcerous order) had an eighteen inch dick
and nine inches of cup size.  I stopped wondering when I realized that magi
hid in towers and only came out when they had to.  At most for a few hours
every couple days.  Still wondering what I mean?  Think about the
transformation limits good magi suffer from.

Anyways, I was with Lois and asked, "Would you remove your transformation
spell so I can see what you really look like?"

"I don't know."

"Please.  I want no secrets between us."  Actually I wanted to see her
massive bosom.  Since a dark wish turned her into a full female, the penile
spell couldn't be used on her.

But I guess I got her to agree because she concentrated and canceled the
spell.  And I nearly drooled as her breasts suddenly grew to a massive J
cup.  A young teen with massive breasts.  I was in bliss.  I leaned over
and sucked one of her silver dollar sized nipples into my mouth.  She
moaned loudly and leaned back, pulling me on top of her.  We rubbed our
bodies together sensually as we kissed.

She reached between my legs, took my dick in hand and stroked me to
hardness.  I laid between her legs, and put my dick to her pussy.  I could
tell she was frightened of my size, but she was keeping it silent; to show
her bravery, I guessed.  I pushed into her, amazed at how easily I slid in.
Before I knew it, I was buried to the hilt inside her.  I figured she had
some magical help, because I didn't have this easy a time with some women I
had given magical aid.

I could tell, however, that she was having a rough time about it.  The pain
she was going through was extreme, and I had to work to keep from showing
my pleasure at her pain.  I waited for her to get used to me inside her,
then started to pump in and out of this nubile young thing I was fucking.
It took her a while, but eventually she got into it and moved beneath me.
I continued to fuck her through one orgasm then orgasmed myself before she
came a second time.

We lay together silently until she said, "Thanks."

"For what?"

"No one's ever made an effort to give me an orgasm before.  That was the
first time I ever had one during sex with another person."  I purposefully
didn't tell her that the only reason I was able to hold off was because I
was pregnant, which increases my staying power, whether I want it or not.
She continued, "Once the men found out that my transformation also included
the ability to take any size dick, they used me indiscriminately.  No one
cared about my feelings or needs."

Not unusual.  Apprentices are to make themselves available to the teachers
for whatever desires they have.  And the teachers do take advantage of that
privilege.  Curious though, I asked, "Any size?"

She nodded.  "Apparently, if the dick that enters me is longer than 6
inches, it enters a sub-dimensional warp.  I've been told it feels just
like a normal cunt, but it allows me to take even the longest dick inside
me.  Although it hurts immensely for me to do so."

Lying, I said, "I hope I didn't hurt you too much."

"Not badly.  But you gave me far more pleasure."

She snuggled up to me, and I smiled, knowing she'd give me whatever I
wanted as long as I continued to keep up the pretense of caring about her
needs.

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

[Lynnette Thompson Norman] [T-240]

I was finishing up my classes for the day, when my instructor pulled me
aside.  "Lynnette, I've noticed that you've been a little distracted
lately.  Ever since your parents started training.  Is something wrong?"

"It's just something my dad told me."  I explained to him what my dad had
said about me.  "Now I'm worried that maybe I am a little too selfish."

"I haven't noticed it, but maybe you should talk to your wife and spouses
to be, and see what they say."

I sought out Elizabeth and asked her if we could talk.  She quickly cleared
her schedule and we went off to our room.  Bambi and Travis, thankfully,
weren't there.  Not that I didn't want them around, but right now I just
wanted some alone time with Liz.  "Liz, I want to ask you a question, and I
want you to give me an honest answer.  And don't just snap off an answer
either.  I want you to think about it."

"Okay."

"Liz, do you think I'm selfish?  Too concerned with my own wants and desires?"

"Whatever gave you that idea?"

I quickly outlined the conversation I had had with my dad.  I saw she was
about to just deny it and I stopped her, reminding her of her promise to
think about it.  She did think about it for a while, then looked at me and
said, "I think... maybe you were.  But I agree with your dad.  Becoming a
parent was good for you."

"But what about my resistance to this?"  I waved at my breasts, signifying
my awakening into sorcery.

She smiled.  "Lynn, you have spent the last five years going to school,
Spring, Winter, and Summer semesters, to learn the principles behind
subatomic physics so you could define magic in terms of quantum theory.
This," she said, lifting my new bosom, "meant giving that up.  That
wouldn't have been an easy decision for anyone.  But you did it.  For me
and for our children.  Not the decision of a selfish girl.  Besides, if
you're looking for selfish, what about me?"

"What about you?"

"I wanted you from the start, Lynn.  And when you didn't act like the
loving person I wanted you to be, I felt I had to punish you with body
changes."

"But you acted that way because I was too selfish to tell Louise to take a
walk when she told me I had to tease you or give up being a cheerleader."

She leaned over and kissed me.  "Let's just say we were both being selfish
and leave it at that."

I kissed her and hugged her to me.  We might've done something if Daphne
hadn't knocked on the door and said, "Hey, girls, Louise is here for a
visit.  She brought her kids, so we need some help in the nursery."

I always thought it ironic that Louise, who, during college, was an utter
lesbian who couldn't get near a man, and was, although I didn't know it, an
abused, enforced transsexual, but, after being helped by some Witch
friends, became the consummate mother.  She has five kids and is pregnant
with a sixth.  So when she brings the kids for a visit, it's always hectic.
I don't know how she manages.

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

[Dorina Tempus]  [T-189]

We went a few months with things just going along swimmingly, when a true
weapon was delivered into my hands.  I was in my room with Lois when I was
mystically informed that someone I had sent for had arrived.  I got up and
cast the spell to clothe us.  "Sorry, babe, time to go to work."  She was
disappointed, but understood.

I went out and saw the woman I was waiting for.  She was still dressed in
her prison garb.  She saw me and obviously identified me as the reigning
power here.  I wasn't surprised.  As a convict, she had to have the ability
to identify the girl in power.  She walked up to me and asked, "You the one
who sprang me?"

"I am."

She pulled out a cigarette and lit up.  "So why'd you bring me here?"

"First rule.  No smoking here.  I despise the smell."

She blew smoke in my face.  "You don't like it, send me back to prison."

I lifted my hand and clenched it into a fist causing her to double over in
pain.  Holding her like that, I stomped out the cigarette she had dropped,
leaned over, and said, "New first rule, miss Pratt.  I am your goddess,
your being, your very reason for existing.  Defy me again and I will make
you wish you had been the one to die in the fight that got you life in
prison.  But you won't die.  I will make sure you live to suffer the next
day."

I released Monica Pratt from the pain I was holding her in.  She got up and
asked, "How'd you do that?"

"Magic."

"Yeah, right.  There's no such thing as magic.  So why did you bring me here?"

"Miss Pratt, how would you like to have your little sister as your
submissive slave again?"

"She's still Alice?  I thought, for sure, that damned social worker
would've helped her return to being Alan."

"They tried.  But the dominatrix you hired used an experimental hormone
that damaged his body.  His body started producing female hormones and
couldn't produce male testosterone.  So he underwent reconstructive surgery
and became a woman.  But she calls herself Louise now, not Alice."

"But you can give her back to me?"

"I can give you the tools to take her.  The rest is up to you.  All you
have to do is pledge your loyalty to me."

"What about Ivan?"

"Your brother?  I'm afraid he's of no use to me.  Shortly after he got
stuck in prison, he became the bitch of a lifer named Black Bart.
Ironically, Bart fed him estrogen, and got a doctor to give him breast
implants.  Your brother is too far gone.  A she-male bitch passed around
the prison for cigarettes and favors."

"Then I owe Alice even more for giving evidence against us."

"I was hoping you'd feel that way.  How would you like the power to hunt
the little wench down?"

"What's it going to cost me?"

"Just your eternal servitude.  Pledge yourself to me and my cause and the
power is yours."

"Done."

I smiled.  "Come with me."

I escorted Monica back to the armory.  Inside she asked, "What is this
place?   Looks like a bizarre knickknack-slash-antique warehouse."

"It's our armory where we keep our magic weaponry."

"Weaponry?"  She picked up a beautiful corsage.  "This is a weapon?"

"Put it on me.  As if I were your date and we were headed to the prom."
She shrugged and pinned the corsage to my shirt.

"Now what?"

I smiled.  "Why don't you slide your hand into your panties and play with
yourself a bit."

"In front of you?  I don't-"  Whatever she was going to say got cut off as
she felt her fingers slide into her cunt.  "I don't understand.  Why am I
doing this?"

"Whoever pins the corsage on another person becomes the body slave of
person who they pin it on.  Which is to say, as long as I wear the corsage,
you will retain your mind, but I can order your body to do whatever I want.
We get the corsage into the hands of someone who will be dating one of our
women.  Then after he pins it on, he becomes a slave for the night."

She moaned as her fingers continued to dance inside of her.  "Please, stop.
Let me go."

"What's wrong, Monica?  Surely you can stop if you want.  After all, I
haven't given you any drugs or hypnosis.  And there's no such thing as
magic."

"Please.  I believe now.  I believe."

I just smiled and said.  "Reach your other hand under your shirt and play
with your nipples a bit."

She slid her hand under her shirt and bra and played with her tits.  She
continued to beg me to stop until she came, suffering the humiliation of
having been forced to play with herself in front of me.  "Stop playing with
yourself and get entirely undressed."

She quickly stripped bare and I disintegrated her clothes.  I removed the
corsage and set it aside.  She immediately used her hands to cover her
privates and looked for her clothes.  I said, "Come now, Monica.  You can't
be shy.  The prison you were at had communal showers."

She got a steely eyed look on her face and stood up tall, exposing herself
to me.  "You promised me power."

"That I did.  But first a little lesson in magic.  Monica, recipients of
magical spells fall under three categories.  The first is unwilling.
People who don't want the spells to affect them and won't give consent."

"Like I was."

"No, you fell into the second category."

"You saying I was willing?!"

"In a way.  The second category is willing but unknowing.  If you get
someone to consent, even if they don't know what they're consenting to, and
it's enough to move them into the second category.  By willingly pinning
the corsage on me, you became the willing recipient of the spell.  You just
didn't know it.  Most of the victims of dark magic fall into this category.
You've probably heard stories of the ilk.  A demon grants a wish, but
corrupts the wish into something the wisher didn't want."

"Why bother?"

"Energy costs.  The cost of casting a spell on a person in the second
category is about half that of the same casting on the first."

"And the third category is willing and knowing?"

"Yes.  And the energy expenditures on the third category is only a fifth
that of the second."  I walked over and picked up a metal panel.  It looked
like the front half of old Roman armor.  "The most powerful spells require
willing, knowing consent in order to work.  Otherwise the energy
expenditures are way too high.  This panel will give you the power I
promised.  When you press it to your chest, it will bond with your body.
The panel will grow and cover every part of your body except your face in a
sheathe of thin, flexible, and almost indestructible metal.

"Once you're completely bonded, you'll be able to create a faceplate to
protect your face.  When your faceplate is down your senses will be
hyper-amplified.  You'll also be able to make the armor look like anything
you want.  Any clothes, any hair.  You can make yourself appear to be any
weight.  You can even modify your height by a few inches.  You'll be able
to lift almost a ton, and run at up to 100 miles per hour.

"And you'll also be able to create "hounds".  By breaking off your nails in
the skin of a second category victim, they'll get armor like yours, with a
few differences.  One, although their senses will be amplified, they can't
get a faceplate, so their face will always be vulnerable.  Two, you control
what their armor looks like, not them.  Three, they will be completely
under your control.  And four, they can't create more hounds.  Another
power of your armor is that you'll be able to look through any of your
hounds' senses."

"Anything else?"

"One other thing.  The bonding process will hurt worse than anything else
you've ever experienced.  Now," I held the plate out to her, "do you
willingly accept the power?"

Without hesitating, she took the plate and pulled it to her chest.  She
screamed as the bonding process begun.  I savored the pain as every nerve
in her body screamed as the armor grew around her.  The entire process took
ten minutes and I loved every second of it.  After she was finished, she
stood, coated in a red sheath.

"Where's Alice?"

"Right now, protected.  Before you can get to her, you'll need your hounds.
So your first goal is to get all ten of them.  You can find your victims at
homeless shelters and the like.  Promise them a free meal and you can get
them to agree to anything.  But one warning.  Anything you promise, you
have to give them.  You only have to follow through on the letter of the
agreement, but you do have to do what you agree to."

"Then you'll tell me where Alice is?"

"I'll tell you that now.  Your sister will be in one of two places, a ranch
in Australia, or an estate in Beverly Hills.  But trust me, without your
hounds you won't stand a chance at either place.  With your hounds, you'll
have a chance."

"Okay."

"A couple other things.  One, you work for us.  We've given you the power
to go after your sister, and we will give you the opportunity as well, but
your first priority is obedience to us.  Understand?"

"Yes."

"Second thing, your sister now goes by the name Louise."

"Irrelevant.  Before too long she will be Alice, my Alice, again."

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

[CMS-37]  [T-188]

Bambi was walking the grounds outside of the house with her male mate,
Travis.  Her other mates, Elizabeth and Lynnette were busy with war
preparations.  I was following behind them at a distance of 2.3 meters.
[From Bambi's diary we learned that, at this time, the CMS was in the form
of a large wolf.]  I felt the Master nearby and he sent me a mental message
instructing me to bring both children to him.  I shifted to the human form
Bambi was familiar with and said, "Bambi, come with me."

She was shocked.  [Bambi confessed that the CMS, although ever present, had
not spoken since that first day.]  She asked, "Where?"

After consulting, I said, "To meet the Master."

"Let's go get Liz, Sarah, and mom.  They want to meet him."

"No, only you two.  If you go to get your family, he will be gone before we
return."

She turned to Travis and asked, "Should I go to him?"

"Trust your intuition, love."

Bambi considered it for a few seconds before saying, "Okay, let's go."

I led the two to the Master, who was only a short distance away.  He was
the first to speak.  "Little Bambi, all grown up."

"Do I know you?"

"Unfortunately, no.  But you should."

"Why'd you come here?"

"Partly to see you, but mostly to talk to him."  The Master pointed at Travis.

"Me?  Why me?"

"Bambi is in danger.  The Dark Alliance has created a weapon that they will
send against her, and I'm not sure the CMS will be enough to keep her safe.
You must be there to protect her."

"Of course, I will.  But if this place with all its defenses and all the
Witches and Sorcerers here can't keep her safe, what can I do?"

The Master withdrew a sword from beneath his robes and handed it to Travis.
Travis took it and the Master said, "Hold it above your head."

Travis did as he was instructed.  Lightning flashed from the blade and
flowed over Travis's body.  When the lightning cleared Travis was standing
there in a set of a silvered armor, still holding the sword.  Travis looked
at his own arm and said, "Cool."

The Master said, "The powers and abilities of the armor have already been
transferred to your mind.  Use them to protect young Bambi."

"I will."

Bambi said, "Wait till we tell the councils."

The Master said, "You must not.  You may tell your immediate family, both
blood and married, but the councils must not learn of my gift to Travis."

"Why not?  And why won't you reveal yourself?  If you really are fighting
the Dark Alliance like we are, you'd be a powerful ally."

"In answer to the first question, there's a spy somewhere here.  I know
that the Dark Alliance has far too much information about the daily comings
and goings here for it to be anything else."

"How do you know that?"

"That's why I can't reveal myself.  Right now, I'm in a position where I
can spy on the Dark Alliance.  If I reveal myself to the councils, there
are at least two here who would know without a doubt who I am.  And then
the Dark Alliance would find out.  And everyone would be at risk.  Tell no
one of my knowledge of the Dark Alliance, or where it comes from."

"Can I tell them about the spy in their midst?"

"So long as you reveal nothing that would put them or me at risk, but
you're smart enough to figure out what that is.  Live a good life, baby
girl, and be safe."

The Master turned to walk away, but Bambi called out, "Wait."  After the
Master turned back, Bambi asked, "Why am I so important to you?  Why are
you making such an effort to protect me?"

"Your entire family is important to me, Bambi.  With the upcoming war,
there's no way I can protect Lizard or Jenny, much as I'd like to.  But you
are a non-combatant, and, short of risking the human race, I will do
everything in my power to keep you safe."  Then, before Bambi could ask any
more questions, the Master disappeared.

Bambi asked Travis, "If we're supposed to keep that silent, is there
something you can do to hide it?"

Travis reversed the blade in his hand then held it out parallel to the
ground.  The armor and the blade disappeared, to be replaced by a tattoo of
a sword on the back of Travis's forearm.  "That work?" he asked.

"That works."

Together, we returned to the estate where everyone else lives and I took my
usual place outside the main doors..

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

[Bambi Welker] [T-188]

After we went inside, I quickly found Elizabeth and told her that we had
just had a visit from the Master.  She asked why I didn't come immediately
and get someone.  I told her that the Master, through the CMS, said he'd be
gone if I went for anyone.  She seemed concerned, but after I told her that
the Master had said that there was a spy on the compound, she got really
concerned.  She told me that I should keep myself available for a while.

About an hour later Lynnette came and got me and brought me to the council
room.  It was a little intimidating standing there in front of over a score
of the most powerful mages and Witches on the planet.  Mom was there,
though, and that was a help.  I knew she wasn't on the main councils, but
figured she was there for my sake, and I knew mom wouldn't allow them to
push me too far.  Liz, who was on the council, stood up and said, "Relax,
Bambi.  We aren't going to bite.  We're just here to find out what this
elusive figure known only to us as the Master told you."

"Okay."

"So what did he say?"

He told me that he was spying on the Dark Alliance, and that through that
he had learned that the Dark Alliance was getting information that could
only be obtained from  a spy here.  He said that the Dark Alliance was
aware of the daily comings and goings here."

This caused some consternation.  Eventually Lin Su asked, "Did he tell you
who?"

"No, but, although he didn't say so, I got the impression he didn't know."

"Did he tell you why he sent the CMS to protect you?"

I thought about it, considering whether this was something I should tell
them.  Finally I said, "He said that my entire family was important to him.
But since I was a non-combatant, I needed more protection."

They discussed it for a bit before saying, "Was there anything else?"

Remembering what he told me, I said, "Nope."

They milled about a bit before dismissing me and mom.  After we left, mom
asked me, "So what else is there?"

"What do you mean?"

"Hun, I may have been the last to see or even admit Bambi's existence, but
I could always tell when you were lying.  And although you weren't exactly
lying in there, you were hiding something."

"Why didn't you call me on it?"

"If you were still James I might have.  But I figure Bambi must have her
reasons.  I hate to say it, but James wasn't worthy of that trust."

"Thanks, mom.  Come on up to our room.  There's something I've got to show
you."

I brought mom up to our room where Travis and Lynn were waiting.  I closed
the door behind us and said, "Before I show you anything I need a promise
that neither of you will say anything about this to anyone.  And I mean no
one."  They protested a bit, but I was adamant.

Lynn asked, "What about Liz?"

"Lynn, I love Liz, but as a member of the Witches' council, it wouldn't be
fair to tell this to her and expect her to keep it from the council."

"Okay, I won't tell her, but only if you promise to tell her as soon as
keeping the secret is no longer necessary."

"Done."  I waited for both women to promise me, knowing that their own
sorcerous powers would now work to make them keep their promise.  "Travis,
can you activate the Master's magical gift?"

"Not inside, love.  It'd set off every magical sense in the building."  He
bared his new tattoo to mom and Lynn.  "But both sorceresses can scan the
tattoo and detect its power."

Lynn cast a spell to scan the tattoo.  I assumed mom did so, too, but she
didn't need to resort to incantations.  Mom gasped.  "Travis, that thing
just reeks of strong magic!"

"I know.  It allows me to summon a powerful suit of armor to defend Bambi
with."

"But you could do so much more!"

"No, I can't.  Part of the agreement to get this armor is that my primary
purpose in using it will always be to defend Bambi.  I can use it for other
purposes, only so long as those purposes don't interfere with my defense of
my fiance.  Which is one of the reasons why we shouldn't be telling the
Councils.  Inevitably, they'll want to put me in a situation where Bambi
can't be protected.  Not intentionally.  But they'll put me somewhere else,
sure that they can get me back, but they'll be wrong."

"But-"

"Mrs. Welker, I understand your concerns.  But if I willingly put myself in
a position where I can't protect Bambi, then I lose the armor.  And now
with this spy business, it really would be best if we kept this silent.
Besides, you promised."

"That I did.  If I'd've known I wouldn't have promised."

"If you hadn't promised, I wouldn't have shown you."

"But-"

I interrupted.  "Mom, please.  You weren't there.  Just trust your daughter
on this one, please."

"Alright, but if we find this spy, assuming he exists, I want to talk to
you again about going public."

"Okay, mom."

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

[Dorina Tempus] [T-187]

I set aside some time the next day to peek in on Monica on her first
conquest of a hound.  I sat on my bed, and changed my senses so I could
look through her eyes.  She walked into a bar.  She had modified her armor
so it looked as if she had long, blonde hair going down to her butt, and
was wearing a low-cut, high hemmed, slut-on-the-prowl dress.  Also, so as
to better cement the image, she had made it look as if she were a couple
cup sizes larger than her normal D cup.

She went in and ordered a drink.  As she sipped at it, it wasn't too long
before a couple men came up to her.  The first asked, "You waiting for
someone?"

She coyly responded, "Aren't we all?  Care to be my someone?"

"Oh-ho, we got a hot one here.  Ever taken two on one before?"

"A few times.  You two ever gone all night before?  I don't want to take
you to a hotel someplace, only to wear you out fifteen minutes after we
start."

"Baby, we got more than enough to carry you through into the wee hours of
the morning."

She stroked his chin.  "So I'll tell you what.  You two accept a small gift
from me and we'll fuck until dawn."

"Sounds great, baby doll."

I laughed.  The fool had no idea that by accepting her gift, he'd be giving
up his freedom.  But then again, why would he?

Monica escorted the two men to a hotel nearby.  It was one of those sleazy
joints where if the owners could charge rent to the rats, roaches, and
silverfish, they'd be making millions a night.  She paid for a room for the
night, and took the two men upstairs.  Once inside, she said, "Before I get
undressed, I want to see my big, strong lovers naked."

The men quickly stripped.  They were both fully erect, and the man who had
been doing all the talking was the larger of the two, but he only had about
7 inches of meat.  The other guy only had a dick that was, at most, about 6
inches.  "Now it's time for my gift.  Hold out your hands."

The guys were clearly disappointed.  Most likely, they thought the "gift"
was something sexual in nature.  But they held out their hands.  She held
her hands over theirs, morphed her fingers back into their armored forms
and quickly broke off the tiny barbs at the tips of her hands into their
hands before they could react.

The talker got out a quick, "What the-" before the barbs paralyzed them.
The barbs quickly grew and spread over their bodies, turning them into the
armored hounds they'd be for the rest of their lives.

"Now," Monica said, "I promised you fucking till dawn, didn't I?  But,
after 12 years in prison, I've kind of developed a taste for more feminine
forms.  So..."  Monica concentrated.  The armor on the men shifted from its
normal red color to flesh tones.  It also gained those little things that
were normally covered, nipples, fingernails, toenails, and head hair.
Genitalia, on the hounds, is covered, but not covered up.  To all
appearances, the men now looked normal, although hairless from the neck
down.

But the changes didn't stop there.  The boys' hair grew out and formed into
a nice feminine wave.  Their waists shrunk and their chests expanded,
growing into a nice pair of triple D breasts.  As her armor shifted back
into it's "normal" form, Monica said, "That's better.  Why don't you two
get the party started on each other?  I'm going to watch while you two get
me excited."

The talker, who I was now thinking of as hound One, took hound Two's
breasts and started playing with them.  Hound Two moaned as "she" reached
down, took One's dick in hand and started playing with it.  I knew that the
armor kept them from feeling anything through the armor, but I also knew
that Monica controlled their minds utterly.  Effectively they were
hypnotized into believing that their current forms were real.  They
responded to someone playing with their breasts, because they believed
their breasts were real and their minds were telling them they were
experiencing pleasure.

One took Two's head and pulled her close, kissing her.  Two rubbed her body
up against her once friend.  They started humping their crotches together,
their cocks battling for dominance.  Shortly they mimicked their cocks,
wrestling for dominance, each wanting to be the first to fuck the other.
Although Two had been the lesser partner of the duo when they were male,
she proved to be the superior wrestler and soon had One on her stomach on
the floor.  Two put her dick to One's ass, and shoved in.  As soon as Two
was buried to the hilt inside her, One stopped struggling and allowed Two
to pump in and out of her.

As they moved, Monica changed her armor, causing it to grow a large dildo.
Two froze at her mental command, but One continued moving, trying to
experience more buggering by Two.  Monica walked up behind them and pressed
her large dildo into Two's ass.  Monica's armor, unlike theirs could be
changed at her whim to transmit feelings back to her.  Two then started
moving again between One and Monica.  The three fucked together until
Monica orgasmed.  Two and One then switched position, One both taking and
dishing out a fucking.

I was then disturbed by a knock on my door.  Knowing it was important (it
meant somebody's death if it wasn't) I broke my link and opened the door.
It was my slut.  "This communique came in from our spy and I thought you
should see it right away."

I took the message and read it.  "Did anyone else see this?"

"No, ma'am."

I crumpled it in my hand, then destroyed the knowledge of what had been in
the message from my slut's mind.  She excused herself for having disturbed
me, no longer remembering why, and went back to the communication center.

"So," I thought to myself, "the elusive Master was in a position where he
could spy on us."  If only the fools had any idea who our spy really was.

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

[Lynnette Thompson Norman] [T-165]

I have proved myself and then some.  It was the end of class and my
instructor came to me and said, "Lynnette, I'm concerned.  I have yet to
see you prove Mastery over even the simplest spells.  What have you been
doing with your time?"

"Well, there are some spells I have Mastered, but I wanted to show them all
at once."

"Show me one of them.  So I know you're not blowing smoke up my ass."

"Okay.  Cast a spell.  The most tiring one you can safely."

She looked at me strangely, but cast a spell to generate a huge ball of
light.  After she dispelled the ball, she looked at me and said, "Well?"

I cast my spell and she gasped.  "You restored my energy.  How did you do
that?  No one can do that."

"That's what everybody thought before we met the Master.  Going by the
assumption it was possible, I figured out how to do it."

"You have to teach me how to do that."

"Sure.  Got 4 years to learn?"

"Be serious."

"I am.  The reason I figured out how to do this is because of four years of
graduate level training in subatomic physics.  Without that, I couldn't
begin to explain how I to visualize my spells."

"Spells?  What else have you figured out how to do?"

"Effect degree control.  I can amplify or reduce the effect of any spell
cast in my presence by a factor of 2.  I'm working on a times 3 version,
but haven't finished it yet.  I've also worked out a melding spell.  If two
sorceresses cast the same spell, I can meld them and multiply the effect by
4."

"And you can do these now?"

"Yes."

"Why not tell anyone?"

"Because you all insist these things are impossible.  If I'd've told anyone
I was trying it, I'd've had to fight to figure out the spells.  I'd've had
to waste my time with every 'expert' telling me, 'Don't waste your time
trying the impossible.  Master established spells so you can pull your
weight in the war.'  I don't care where you go, 'Experts' all act the same."

She thought about it.  "Can you demonstrate this to the Councils?"

"Of course."

"Will these spells work on Witches as well as Sorceresses?"

I couldn't help but grin.  "They work perfectly fine on Liz."

My teacher shook her head.  "I want to arrange a demonstration as soon as
possible.  Can you be ready later today?"

"Yes."

And the demonstration went off without a hitch.  Elizabeth, of course, knew
all about my spells, and beamed with pride as I cast them.

Now all I have to do is Master all those beginning spells I had been
ignoring in order to qualify as a full fledged sorceress.  Isn't
bureaucracy wonderful?

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

[Jenny Welker and Wanda Adams] [T-155,154]

INT:  We're back from commercial.  So, Jenny, Wanda, Bambi had informed you
that you had a spy in your midst.  How did you react?

Jenny:  It shames me to admit it, but we only looked for a couple weeks.
Finding no evidence we felt that maybe the Master was wrong.

INT:  But he wasn't?

Jenny:  No.  Shortly after Andrea gave birth to Lydia, Bambi came to me and
asked to talk about the spy.  When I told her about the Councils' decision
to stop looking, she asked me, "What if they're wrong, and there is a spy?"

"Then why isn't there any evidence of one?"

"Because you're only looking for a magical spy.  What if it's a mundane
with mundane technology?"

That pulled me up short.  We had just never considered that, but it was so
obvious.  "And, knowing you, you've already got evidence?"

"Nothing definitive, but every week, or after every big event, someone in
this house makes a cell call to a number downtown.  It happened the day
after Lynn revealed her new magics.  And it happened the day after Lydia
gave birth.  I haven't been able to trace exactly who because the call is
always from a different place, but I have traced the number called."

"We've got to tell the Councils."

"No, Jenny.  We can't."

"What do you mean?"

Then my little genius sister pointed something out to me.  "Jenny, Lynn
kept her research hyper-secret.  It took ten days before rumors spread
enough to verify anything, but a call was made the day after she
demonstrated to the Councils.  Which puts the spy either on the Councils,
or is a person in enough of a position of trust that someone on the
Councils is telling him or her everything."  That stunned me, particularly
since I couldn't argue it.

"So what do you suggest?"

"I've already looked up the address of the number called.  Just before the
next scheduled call, you check the place out.  I hope I'm wrong, but
somehow, I know I'm not.  If it's a Dark Alliance base, you do whatever you
feel best.  If you can take it, when the call is made, you answer and find
out who the spy is.  You relay the info back to Wanda who will be in the
Council room.  She then immediately teleports herself, and a representative
of each Council to the spy."

"Sounds good.  So when's the next time the call goes off."

"Tomorrow."

So the next day, Wanda and I prepared.

INT:  What exactly did that entail?

Wanda:  Jenny and I, after waking up and getting Tracie off to school,
entered a meditative trance and spent about fifteen minutes where the only
thing in the world was us.  More refreshing than a long bath.  Then we
spent about fifteen minutes reviewing the spells Jenny had Mastered.  Jenny
then took off for the place Bambi had told us about, and I sat down and
waited for Jenny to contact me through our shared link.

Jenny:  Then I went out, hopped on my hog, and drove down to the building
that Bambi had told me was the place being called.  As soon as I got close,
I knew there was something wrong with the place.  There was definitely a
dark feel to the place.  Not enough to stand out if I hadn't been looking
at it with my magical senses, but definitely enough to let me know it was a
Dark Alliance outpost.  I immediately contacted Wanda and let her know.

After discussing it, I decided that I'd take a chance and try to take the
building.  Wanda definitely wasn't happy-

Wanda:  That's an understatement.

Jenny:  About my assaulting the outpost alone, but if we waited for Council
approval, the spy might alert the base and get back-up in place.  And we
could lose a vital chance to find more bases for the Dark Alliance.  Our
biggest drawback in this war was a lack of sufficient intelligence about
the Dark Alliance.

INT:  As I recall, your particular magical specialty was combat, and you
are the most powerful Sorceress available to the White Sisterhood.  So if
anyone had a chance of taking the base alone it was you.

Wanda:  Those were the same arguments she used on me, and although I
admitted the necessity of the action I still didn't like it.

Jenny:  Anyways, I watched the place for a while before launching into my
attack.  The attack was surprisingly easy.  There were no magi in the base,
only mundanes.  Unfortunately, I wasn't able to take the base before they
purged the files.

After I took the base, I contacted Wanda, let her know, and parked myself
by the phone, to wait for the spy's call.

Wanda:  I then got Liz, who knew what we were planning, and got her to call
an emergency meeting of the Councils.  In there, I explained what we was
going on.  They weren't too happy, and there were a lot of nasty looks, but
unfortunately they had to admit to our logic.

Lin Su, Elizabeth, and James Cameron, head of the Collegiate Brotherhood
got together so we could teleport right to the sight where the spy was when
Jenny's call came.  We waited for about ten more minutes before I felt
Jenny's call.  When she told me who it was, I was surprised, but quickly
located her and teleported right there.

INT:  So who was it?

Wanda:  We teleported right in front of Lin Kim, Lin Su's wife.  She was so
stunned that she didn't even move as I stepped up to her and took the still
open cell phone out of her hand.

INT:  So how did Lin Su react?

Wanda:  She had a really pained look on her face, and could only manage one
word:  "Why?"

With tears streaming down her face, Kim said, "They told me if I did this,
they'd only take you prisoner.  Otherwise they'd kill you.  I couldn't let
them kill you, Su.  No matter what it took."

INT:  How did Su react?

Wanda:  She just turned her back and walked out of the room, with Kim
yelling, "I did it for you, Su.  For you and the baby."

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

[Lin Su]  [T-154]

[Transcriber's notes:  The original page this transcription was made from
was tear streaked, and in places barely readable.]

Great Maker, I can't believe it.  The spy was my own wife.  And it's my
fault.  I trusted her with everything.  I told her everything.  May the
world forgive me if anything she passed on gives the Dark Alliance enough
information to defeat us.

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

[Dorina Tempus]  [T-153]

I was in my bedroom.  I had just got finished with a session with Lois.
The little girl still doted on me.  A knock on the door got me out of bed.
My slut, still dressed in nothing but lingerie, came in and handed me a
note.  Lois grew ill, but my slut didn't seem to notice.  I knew it was an
act.  My slut took every opportunity to get close to Lois, doing her best
to make the woman who had replaced her as my preferred fuck as sick as
possible.

"Bad news, we lost our spy at Sarah's place."

I took the note and quickly read it.  "Leave me."

After my slut left, Lois asked, "What happened?"

"Details are sketchy, but that bitch, Jenny Welker, attacked our
communications relay station and they were forced to self-destruct to
prevent her from getting access to their records."

"Should we recall Monica and send her against the house now?"

"No, we promised Monica a shot at her sister and we must follow through."

"We can always give that to her later and if we wait too long, we reduce
our chance of knowing what their forces will be."

I considered it.  "No.  I know the perfect day to strike."

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

[Daphne Newell]  [T-149]

Sometimes I hate being in training as a Witch.  I was in a session of
spell-casting which isn't supposed to be interrupted for anything short of
life-changing emergencies.  And the man outside thought that my wife giving
birth didn't qualify.

It took Lizard, as a member of the Witches' Council, interceding on
Andrea's behalf to get the information to me.  And by the time I got to her
side, little Lydia Ellen was already amongst us.  Well, I'm not going to
let that pinhead make my daughter's birth an unhappy day.

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

[Jenny Welker and Wanda Adams]  [T-123]

[This part of the interview takes up right after the last section.]

INT:  Things must've been really tense after revealing Kim as the spy.

Wanda:  That's putting it mildly.

INT:  So what was done with her?

Wanda:  It was felt that with the only base she knew about destroyed, she
wouldn't be much threat, but, just in case, she was kept in her room,
unless escorted by a magic-user.

INT:  So how did Su treat her?

Wanda:  She wouldn't get near her.  She moved out of the room they shared,
and left the room anytime Kim walked in.

INT:  How long did this tension go on?

Jenny:  [smiling]  Until the prom.  The Witches' school that many of us
were attending had all the important events including a prom.  So, of
course, I asked Wanda.

Wanda:  And, of course, I accepted.

Jenny:  The morning of the prom, mom and I got together and made a day of
getting me ready for the prom.  Then, just before the prom, Wanda met me in
our room.  She was in a beautiful, blue prom dress of her own.  I took her
in my arms and kissed her.

Wanda:  Then we went together to the prom and danced the night away.

INT:  What about after the prom?

Jenny:  [Smiling]  What about it?

INT:  Well, a significant number of people lose their virginity on prom night.

Wanda:  Neither one of us was a virgin that night.

INT:  You know what we want.

Jenny:  Okay, okay.  After the prom, Wanda and I went back to our room.

INT:  What about Tracie?

Jenny:  Tracie had been invited to the prom by a nice young Witch.

INT:  Don't you mean Warlock?

Jenny:  No, Witch, female.  Tracie is bisexual.  And although Tracie had no
intention of losing her virginity, she did want to spend the evening, at
least till her 2 AM curfew, with her lady friend.

Anyways, Wanda and I got back to our room.  As soon as the door was closed,
I went to my knees before her, lifted her dress and kissed her thighs
around her garter straps.  I quickly got her hard, then pulled her panties
from around her dick.  I leaned over, took her dick into my mouth and
sucked her till she sprayed into me.

Wanda:  You're just determined to embarrass me, aren't you?

Jenny:  Just returning the favor.  You and Bambi get together as often as
you can and trade embarrassing stories about me.

Wanda:  Fine.  Just remember, you tell the audience too many embarrassing
things about me and I'll do the same.

Jenny:  Going on, after I gave her a blow job, we quickly got each other
out of our clothes.  I got up on all fours on the bed, and Wanda got up on
the bed behind me.  She quickly inserted into my ass and pumped me through
three orgasms.

Wanda:  You're just gonna keep going into graphic detail, aren't you?

Jenny:  It's what they asked for.

INT:  We did ask her to go into graphic detail.

Wanda:  Fine.  [Turns from Jenny to Interviewer]  Perhaps your audience
would like to know that Jenny whimpers like a puppy when she takes it up
the ass.

Jenny:  I do not!

Wanda:  You do, so.  Even as Jerry, you whimpered like a puppy when I
fucked you.  I think it's cute, but you do do it.

Jenny:  Fine.  I'll be good about telling the world about our sex life.

Wanda:  Actually I don't mind, I just like teasing you.  [The two kiss]

INT:  And that's as good a cue as any for our next commercial break.  Right
back after these messages.

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

[Daphne Newell]  [T-98]

Surprise, surprise.  Today is a day of rejoicing!  Lin Su was teaching our
class today.  Ever since she and her wife had their split, Su has been
acting like a real bitch.  Of course, if anyone pointed it out to her, she
blamed it on the pregnancy, but she wasn't fooling anybody.

Anyways, she was right in the middle of her lesson on controlled
visualization (something we Witches need to worry about less than
sorceresses,but we need to know their limits if we're going to work with
them) when she pulls up short, grabs her belly, and says, "I think my water
just broke."

Sarah and I both ran to her, taking time to reassure her.  I called to Jasa
and asked, "Can you help?"  She may have been Transformed and pregnant, but
she was still one of the best E.R. surgeons in the state.

But she was holding her belly, and said, "Not quite, love.  In fact, I
could use your help."

I heard Aunt Sarah say, "Well, in ancient Witch culture, multiple births on
the same day were supposed to be a good portent."  And then she shoved me
towards Jasa.

I quickly ran to her and picked her up in my arms.  Sometimes this huge
body of mine has its advantages.  I ran her up to our room, sent for Andrea
and a Witch healer.

Thirteen hours later, I handed our newborn baby to Jasa's sweat covered
arms.  We've decided to name him Lawrence, after Jasa's great grandfather.

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

[Sarah]  [T-98]

[Known only to the rest as Sarah, or to a few as aunt Sarah, the woman once
known as Alexander Norman has since dropped any last name.]

After I sent Daphne to her wife, I held on to Lin Su as I summoned a
sorceress healer.  "Great Maker, I don't even have a birthing coach!"

I decided this had gone far enough.  "Yes, you do, Su.  Call for her and
Kim will be by your side in a flash."

"But I don't want to see her ever again!"

"Me thinks the lady doth protest too much."  Su tried to protest, but I
interrupted her.  "No, Su, you love her very much.  You were just hurt by
her betrayal.  Kim loves you, and had the Dark Alliance not convinced her
that you were doomed to die if she didn't cooperate, she never would've
done what she did.  Now are you finished punishing both of you?"

Su considered it, then said, "Get her."

I quickly sent a telepathic message to Liz, who was in charge of the
schedule for guards for Kim, and had her send for Kim.  It was all of three
minutes later that Kim ran into the room.  She took Su in her arms and
begged her forgiveness.

Su hugged her back, then, before she could say anything, she grimaced in
pain as another contraction hit her.  I told them, "Talk later.  It's time
to bring your baby into the world."

And nine hours later, Su and Kim had a brand new baby girl in their arms.
When they were together and Su was nursing her baby, Kim said, "Su, please
forgive me for what I did.  I only did it to save your life.  Yours and the
baby."

Su took her hand.  "Kim, I understand why you thought you had to do this,
but when they promised you they'd leave me alive, did they promise anything
else?"

"Like what?"

"Like not giving me a mental and magical lobotomy and turning me into the
slave of a beer-swilling, lard-eating pig?  Did they promise you not to
turn our child into the star of a child porn flick?"

Kim was stunned.  "No, they didn't."

"Love, sometimes there are worse options then dying.  I'd rather not even
be alive then be alive in a world run by those bastards."

"I...  I guess I wasn't thinking."

"Yes, you were.  You were just thinking only of your family and not seeing
the big picture."

"Do you forgive me?"

"Yes.  So long as you promise never to ally yourself with the Dark Alliance
ever again."  Kim nodded.

I left the two hugging and snuggling on the bed.

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

[Dorina Tempus]  [T-85]

My next stupid kid would have to be late.  From what I hear from the spies
we have watching the Witch house, both Daphne's wife and Lin Su had given
birth, and my slut gave birth to her triplets a few days before my child's
birth.  And, of course, my kid would have to come the day before our
planned assault on their house.  I swore that if that stupid birth delayed
the assault till after the marriage, I'd destroy the kid and accept the
indignity of another immediate pregnancy.  Lucky for the kid the birth was
exceedingly quick, a couple hours start to finish.

As soon as the kid was suckling at my teat for the first time, I summoned
Monica.  Although there was no longer any way to be sure exactly who was
going to be at the Witch house at any particular moment in time, I had no
doubt that all our targets would be at the house tomorrow.

Monica came into the room and waited patiently like a good soldier.  I
looked up at her and said, "It's time."

"Alice is at the local house?"

"She most assuredly will be tomorrow.  But let's make one thing clear.
Your sister is the second target to strike.  Your primary target is Bambi
Welker.  Besides her loss hampering many of the most dangerous of our
opponents, we still haven't discovered who the spy is and she seems to be
of importance to him."

"But I will have my chance at my sister?"

"Of course.  But your targets are, in order of importance, Bambi Welker,
your sister, then any of the children you can take.  And let me reiterate.
All targets are to be taken ALIVE."

"Understood."

"Then go."

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

[Bambi Welker]  [T-83]

Oh, God, what happened?  Yesterday was supposed to be the happiest day of
my life, but instead, today I'm a prisoner of the Dark Alliance.

It started out so great, too.  It was to be the day of my wedding, not only
to Travis, but to Liz and Lynn as well.  It was also the day Daphne, Andrea
and Jasa were united in their wedding ceremony.  It's not fair.  They got
through their ceremony, why couldn't I get mine?

Right after Daphne's ceremony finished, and they brought up some curtains
to hide the three of them humping like teens in heat, we were getting ready
to bond our foursome.  But before we could do that, there was some kind of
mystical intrusion on the far side of the estate.  It seemed to be a pretty
big one from the way all the mages reacted.  Most of them ran off, leaving
only a token force with us.  That was when She attacked.  Some woman coated
in a metal that moved like skin leading ten people coated in a similar
substance.  I couldn't see her face; it was covered in some kind of
faceplate, but from the looks on the faces of the other ten, they were
entranced.

They bounded into the group like a pack of wild dogs, knocking people over
and heading straight towards Travis and me.  They moved so quickly that
they might've gotten to me if it hadn't been for both the CMS and Travis.
The CMS stepped in first, but there were too many of them for her to stop.
But when a couple got close to me, Travis activated his armor and took them
out with his sword.  The CMS took the active role, taking on most of the
lesser metal thingies.  Travis stayed close to me, defending me if anybody
got close.

I looked over and saw the leading woman backhand Louise, knocking her out.
She then sent what remained of her squad (six left at that point) against
the CMS, bogging her down, and stepped up to us.  "Surrender now, and I
won't hurt you."

"Big words," Travis said.  "But none of your crew got past me, what makes
you think you can?"

"Because I realize I don't have to get past you.  Just get around you."

"Think you can do that?"

"I already have."

Suddenly the ground erupted around me with little tentacles.  They wrapped
around me and lifted me high in the air.  They wrapped around my mouth, and
I couldn't even scream.  A long tentacle burst out of the ground connecting
me to the woman.  Travis tried to cut it, but it danced out of the way.
The woman leapt backwards, wrapped Louise in tendrils, grew a set of wings
and took off.

Travis ran after us, but there was no way he was going to make it on foot.
I had a moment a hope as the CMS freed itself, flowed under Travis and
shifted to its pegasus form.  The two flew after us, and I saw the group of
Witches and Sorceresses returning.  But before anyone could get close, we
crossed the boundary between the estate and the rest of the world.  I felt
us teleport multiple times (it throws off trackers), and then we were in a
room that looked like the control room out of the "Apollo 13" movie.

A woman stepped up to us.  She was a blonde with cold, almost sterile eyes
and large tits.  Slightly larger than Elizabeth, but smaller than Jenny's.
"Welcome to the Dark Alliance home base, Bambi."  Then to the woman in
armor, she said, "Why were you unable to get the children?"

"There was a defender there that we weren't warned about.  The girl's
boyfriend had some kind of armor of his own.  It wasn't as versatile as my
own, but it was more powerful.  He had a sword that went right through the
hounds like they were unarmored."

"Interesting."

"What of Bambi and Alice?"

"Put Bambi in one of the cushy cells.  Alice is yours to do with as you
please.  But I suggest you put her in a cell until you can get her turned
back into Alice."

The woman carried me to a room and threw me in.  I tried to get back out,
but the door shut too quickly.  I looked around.  The room was a little
austere, but nice enough.  A bed with simple covers.  A desk with writing
equipment.  And a bathroom.

Oh, please, I just want to go home.

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

[CMS-37]  [T-83]

After our attacker teleported away, I flew Travis back to the yard and the
approaching group of magic-users.  Travis went over and answered asked
questions as I focused my attention on the small bit of myself that I had
hidden on Bambi's person.  I was unable to determine the exact location of
my charge due to the shields between us, but I did determine that she was
somewhere in the city.

I returned my attention to my present locale.  Travis was waiting patiently
for me.  The others had left.  He said, "We're supposed to go inside and
wait for the Councils to summon us.  They want to debrief us on the attack."

"I cannot."

"But-"

"Travis, I am not under the Councils' direct command.  And my first
responsibility is to the safety of Bambi.  I am not sure of the exact
location of Bambi, but I know she is within a 20 mile radius circle
centered on this building.  If I get close to her I'll be able to determine
her exact location."

"How close?"

"Within 100 yards."

"So you've got an area roughly 1,200 square miles in area that you can scan
about 30,000 square yards at a time.  What are you going to do?  Walk
around the city until you just get close to her?"

"Yes."

He just stared at me for a bit before looking back at the house, then
turning to me and saying, "Let's go."

"Aren't you worried about alienating your other intendeds?"

"I love Elizabeth and Lynn, but they're safe.  Bambi is not.  My first
responsibility is to her."

I then turned and left the campus, sensing Travis following behind me.

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

[Bambi Welker]  [T-78]

I have been in my cell for the last five days.  Every morning, noon, and
night, the door opens and I freeze, unable to move.  This girl comes in,
sets a tray of food on the desk, and leaves.  Then, one hour later, the
tray and whatever I haven't eaten disappears.

But today was a little different.  Shortly after my lunch tray disappeared,
the door opened again, and in walks the woman who's been feeding me and
that woman who ordered me put in here.  After the door closed and I could
move again, I asked, "Who are you?  Why have you brought me here?"

"My name is Dorina Tempus.  I am the Supreme Commander of the Dark
Alliance.  And I should think that the reason I brought you here is
obvious.  You are the daughter of the head of the state council for the
White Sisterhood, the sister of the most powerful sorceress other than
myself on the planet, and you have formed an emotional bond with the single
most skilled Witch on the planet, and a sorceress, who, if reports are
true, has achieved the impossible.  Taking you will cause all of these
people to be distracted during the upcoming war."

"They're still going to defeat you."

"Unlikely, they don't even know what our true goal is.  They assume we plan
to fight according to the same modus operandi we followed during the last
war."

"Why are you here?  To gloat?"

"Partly.  But partly to ask you to join us."

I was stunned.  "You must be kidding.  Even if you weren't my family's
mortal enemy, I don't have enough magical power to make it worth enlisting
me."

"And that is one of the basic flaws in the Councils' reasoning that we
shall exploit to defeat them.  They assume this is a purely magical war.
You saw that control room when you popped in.  There's almost no magic in
any of it.  You have a self-taught knowledge of computers and technology
that rivals the best on the planet.  Use it for us."

"You must be kidding.  No."

"Even if we guarantee to give you full womanhood?"  I tried to just say no,
but having someone offer me my heart's desire wasn't easy to just say no
to.  She exploited my hesitation, saying, "That's right, Bambi.  You can be
a full woman.  Not just the outward appearance, but biologically and
genetically a woman.  Although I'm not sure you'll enjoy the first period
you'll have to suffer through."

"And all I have to do is help you enslave the planet.  No thanks."

"Spare me the moral preaching, Bambi.  Most people are already enslaved to
their meaningless little lives.  They wander through the day, doing the
same thing they did the day before, never bothering to step out of their
ruts for even a few seconds.  In the last election fewer than half the
registered voters even bothered to show up to vote, and only about 60
percent of those who could be registered are.  Do the math, child.  That
means fewer than one in three people are deciding the fate of this country.
And the statistics only get worse when you average in the rest of the
world, considering that in most countries, it's not a democratic system.
You say I'm enslaving the world?  I say the enslaving has already happened.
I'm just taking the reins for myself."

"Why?  What makes you think you should rule the world?"

"Because I have the power to do so.  And before you start moralizing again,
that's the way things are.  The strong have always preyed on the weak.
There have always been those trying to change the system, but they have
always failed.  As long as people act like sheep, they will be treated like
sheep."

"But you could be shepherd rather than wolf."

"Spare me.  A shepherd does not care for sheep out of the goodness of his
heart.  He cares for them because they provide him with wool, meat, and
income.  He rules them.  He does not pretend they are his equal.  Now, you
can be part of this, or you can be one of the victims."

"Let me think about it."

"Think quickly, because if you haven't made a significant effort to aid us
once we've won this war, you'll be turned into a harem girl for one of our
more sleazy members."

Dorina turned and went to the door.  As it opened and I froze, she turned
and said, "Are you coming, Lois?"

The other girl said, "I'd like to stay for awhile."

"As you wish."  Dorina then left.

After the door closed and I could move again, I asked, "What do you want?"

She just gave me a steely stare and said, "Why don't you make me sick?"

"Beg pardon?"

"You don't make me ill."  I was beginning to feel a little insulted, but
she explained, "I was born male.  Thanks to my mother, I am now a girl.
But I am still male inside.  I want to lay with a woman.  I hate having sex
with men.  I can barely stand it with she-males.  But the same magic that
turned me into a girl makes me violently ill around naked women, so I can't
be with them.  But here I am next to you and not even feeling the slightest
bit of queasiness.  Why?"

I wanted to slap the girl, she was so stupid.  "Can't you figure it out
from the conversation I just had with your boss?  I was born male.  I'm a
transsexual."

"But even those transformed with magic make me ill."

"I wasn't transformed with magic.  The White Sisterhood couldn't hide the
fact that I was transformed, so I had to go the normal, mundane way."

She just stared at me for a while.  Then, all of the sudden, she leaned in
and kissed me.  I was so shocked I didn't even move.  She reached up and
stroked my breast, saying, "I can make your time here very pleasant, Bambi.
Just agree not to make yourself fully female, and to make yourself mine
whenever I want."

I slapped her hand away.  "Stop that.  As Bambi, I have never laid with
someone I didn't love, and I don't intend to start."

"And I thought I was naive."  She waved her hand and the door opened,
freezing me in place.  She put her hands back on my breasts.  "Sex has
nothing to do with love, dearie."  She continued to fondle me for a few
seconds, and despite myself, my body responded.  Suddenly she stopped.
"But I want you to share my bed willingly, though I will not wait forever.
So now you have a choice.  Accept Dorina's offer and join us, becoming a
full woman, and thus immune to me.  Or accept my offer.  But if you wait
too long to accept either offer, eventually you will be mine.  Any way it
goes, I win."  She then turned and walked out of the room.

When I could move again, I threw myself on the bed and cried.  Mom, what am
I going to do?

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

[Dorina Tempus]  [T-78]

After I got finished with Bambi, I went to see how Monica was faring with
her little sister.  I went into the cell where Louise was being held, and
Monica was having a "discussion" with her little sister.  Louise was very
effectively chained up.  Her legs, all four of them, were chained.  Her
equine body had a metal band around it and was attached by a short, metal
chain to the floor.  Her arms were handcuffed behind her back, and she was
collared with a chain stretching her upright towards the roof.

Monica was fondling Louise's breast.  "Do you remember the first time I
fucked you with a dildo, Alice?"

Louise refused to respond to her old name, not that I blame her, but it was
beginning to frustrate Monica.  The elder girl grasped her tit roughly.
"Remember!?"

Begrudgingly, Louise answered, "I remember.  It was right after you let
your boyfriend rape me for the first time."

"Admit it, you loved it."

"Are you really that stupid?"

Monica hauled off and hit her sister.  I interrupted her, and called her
over.  "You should be more careful.  Those chains don't give her a lot of
freedom of movement and you could seriously hurt her doing that."

"Don't worry.  I'm being careful.  But I will break her again.  Soon she
will be begging to be Alice again."

"Regardless, you have certain duties as a member of our forces.  Report to
the base commander for your duties for the week."

"As you command."

After she left, Louise told me, "She's working from a faulty assumption."

"Oh?"

"She never broke me before.  She wore me down, and I was too small and weak
to fight her and my brother.  But I never gave in.  Part of me always
resisted.  She didn't break me then, she won't break me now, and if I ever
get free of these chains, I'm going to stomp her into the ground."

I just smiled and left the room.

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

[Jenny Welker and Wanda Adams]  [T-45]

INT:  So what did you do after your sister was kidnapped?

Jenny:  Wasn't anything we could do.  Bambi was too well shielded to find.
Every night, though, mom, Elizabeth, Lynn, and I got together to cast a
spell to find her.  It was the first major undertaking of a Witch/Sorceress
alliance before the war actually got underway.

INT:  What about Travis and the CMS?

Jenny:  They disappeared the day of the attack.  A few days later,
Elizabeth said that Travis had contacted her and that the two of them were
going after Bambi in their own way.

INT:  So what next?

Jenny:  For a little over a month things went on as usual, although much
more subdued.  Then an idea came to me.  I approached my mom about it.

INT:  What was it?

Jenny:  I remembered my mom telling me about how my father had died.  He
had sacrificed himself to give mom the time to build up the power to
protect an ancient power temple the darkies were trying to destroy.  I
asked her if there was any way to use the power temple in defense of the
world.

INT:  And what did she say?

Jenny:  She said, and I quote, "If we could find it, we could use it."

INT:  What did that mean?

Jenny:  Same thing I asked her.  She explained that the temple was the
Temple of Dalinor, a mystic temple that changed location every year.  If
the White Sisterhood or the Collegiate Brotherhood was lucky enough to find
it then they could use its power to make things better.  But in the known
history of the temple, which stretched back over a thousand years, it had
only been found seven times.  There was something about it that made
finding it by magic impossible.

INT:  So that was an impossible idea?

Jenny:  Mom thought so.  And, at first, I thought so, too.  But the more I
thought about it, the more I realized we had a resource that no one had
ever had before.

INT:  The Witches?

Jenny:  Not Witches.  A Witch.  Namely, our wish granting Teth-Kiran,
Daphne.  I talked about it with mom, and she felt that as long as Daphne
agreed, it was worth a try.

So we discussed it with Daphne and she agreed.  So mom took Daphne aside,
and did what she needed to get her wish and wished to know where the temple
was.

INT:  Why your mom?

Jenny:  It was felt that we could maximize our effort by having someone who
could visualize the temple make the wish.  And since, with the exception of
the Dark Sorceress who killed dad, there was no one else alive who had been
to the temple, mom was the best choice.

INT:  Did it work?

Jenny:  Yes and no.  We found it, but it was at the bottom of the Marianna
Trench, where even magic can't protect from the environment.

INT:  How did the temple survive?

Jenny:  No one knows.

INT:  So that line of thought was a bust?

Jenny:  At least till the temple moved again in two months.

INT:  So what else did you do to prepare for the war?

Jenny:  More of the same.  Intense training, intense work.

INT:  And then the war started.

Jenny:  In a way we never expected.

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

[Bambi Welker]  [T-40]

Mom, forgive me if I've made the wrong choice.

I have spent over a month debating what to do.  I finally decided that, as
tempting as Dorina's offer was, I just couldn't throw in with her and risk
doing something to hurt my mom or Jenny.

I know I could've held out till Lois raped me, and perhaps won some kind of
moral victory, but that would've achieved nothing.  By willingly giving in,
maybe I can find a way out, or maybe do something to slow these people
down.  So I willingly took Lois on as a lover.

She wasn't real talkative that first time.  In fact,she seemed kind of
desperate to experience sex with me.  Like I was going to disappear any
second.

Please, let this be worth it.

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

[Bambi Welker]  [T-30]

Maybe it was worth it, after all.  Lois has used me every day since we
started.  She doesn't talk much, but he surprising thing is that she really
seems to be trying to please me.  After she got over the initial desire for
sex with a woman, any woman, she started making an effort to include me as
an equal partner in our love play.

But at one point, I asked her, "Doesn't it bother you to know you're having
sex with someone who doesn't love you?"

"I told you, sex has nothing to do with love."

"Have you ever had sex with someone you loved?"

She froze for a few seconds.  "That's not relevant."

"You haven't, have you?"

She got out of the bed.  "I told you, that's not relevant!"

I sat up, asking, "Lois, how did you come to be here?  What kind of
terrible life brought you to this?"

She didn't say a thing for a few seconds.  "I didn't have a terrible life,
at least as far as I knew.  I had a mother and father who loved me and two
older brothers who'd do anything to protect me."

"So what happened?"

"My mom wanted a daughter.  But dad refused to give her any more children.
Then mom found out that dad was cheating on her.  I don't know exactly what
happened, but mom was then approached by the Dark Alliance.  They offered
to grant her one wish, if she would agree to have her sorcerous might
awakened and join them.  She wished to be able to punish her husband, and
she wished for daughters.  But a dark wish always carries with it a cost.
For mom, she had to give up her sons.  Or, more accurately, her sons became
her daughters.

"My older brothers became sex-starved she-male sluts and a tool for the
Dark Alliance.  Any male they fuck will grow tits.  C cups to start, then
one cup size with every load of my "sisters'" cum they take thereafter.
That was how they punished my dad.  My sisters, who could no longer control
their sex drives, pumped load after load of semen up his ass.  His tits are
so large that they rest on the ground while his feet don't.  He now sits in
a room, lying atop tits larger than he is.  Mom comes in and feeds him
every day while taunting him."

"What about you?"

"I had enough sorcerous might so that if I agreed to join them, I could be
very useful.  So they made me a deal.  After having my eldest brother, who
once would've given up his life to keep me from harm, fuck me in the ass,
mother made the offer.  Agree to have my might awakened and join them, and
I could get a wish, any wish, granted.  I wished for the power to punish
anyone who had hurt me.  And it only cost me my manhood to get it."

Suddenly I felt very close to Lois.  She was going through much the same
thing I had as a child.  She was trapped in the wrong body.  I was a girl
in a guy's body, but she, no he, was a guy in a girl's body.  But for him
there was no way out.  There would be no medications to change his body,
there would be no hormone replacement therapy, no sexual reassignment
surgery to give him the right type of genitals, not even any magic to
restore what he had lost.  I got up and took him in my arms, but he
shrugged me off and left the room.

Now I'm wondering if maybe I can turn him.  He wasn't really a willing
participant in all this.  Maybe I could turn him from the dark side.

(Listen to me, I sound like something from the Star Wars movies.)

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

[Dorina Tempus]  [T-28]

My slut came to me with a warning, a warning I now wish I'd heeded.  She
said, "I've been monitoring what the Welker girl has been writing in her
diary."

"And?"

"She seems to have formed an emotional attachment to Lois.  She thinks she
might be able to convince her to betray us."

"She will fail."

"But it looks like Lois has formed an emotional attachment to the girl."

"So?"

"But might her attachment not facilitate Bambi's plans?"

"You are not dark magi.  Once the dark power is a part of you, it will
never let you go."

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

[Dorina Tempus]  [T-1]

The day before the war started, the base was in total chaos, but we kept
the forces in line.  At one point Lois approached me and asked, "Are you
sure the White Sisterhood and their allies aren't going to interfere?"

I just smiled and said, "Those fools still don't even realize they're not
the primary targets."

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

[From a news report the day the war started]  [T-0]

"Americans, we are now a nation under siege.  Early this morning, the
nation's capital, as well as the capitals of the United Kingdom, France,
Germany, Japan, Russia, and China were attacked by forces wielding
fantastic weapons.  The exact nature of these weapons are unknown, but it
is felt that these people have access to a technology far beyond anything
held by the rest of the world.

"Each capital is now surrounded by a force field which is impenetrable to
all conventional weaponry.  Initial reports have been confirmed, and we can
now report that the Chinese government did attempt to use a nuclear weapon,
and even that failed to penetrate the field.

"The terrorists have yet to make any demands, but god help us when they do."

TO BE CONTINUED...
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