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Birth Of Nemesis By Darkside 1997 Part 2/4. 
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'Let him see the other side of the fence, make him understand how a  
woman feels. From the inside.' I said with a glint of devilment in my  
eyes.  
   
'Dr Elizabeth Bexley that is the most horrible thing I've ever heard'  
Cathline said, but her blue eyes twinkled with mischief.  
   
'I think everything is in place. It's about time we had a human test  
don't you think?' she added.  
   
'I think so. But I'll agree on one condition only.'  
   
'That being?'  
   
'He only stays like it for two or three months.'  
   
'Why? We could 'fix' him. Really teach him a lesson' I countered.  
   
'No, I still love him and don't want to lose him forever,' she said.  
   
'Fine who do you want him to be. I'm sure we can get samples from  
anywhere' I asked.  
   
'What about being Jennifer for a while?' She said.  
   
'Perfect. But I have one other condition. You must keep a diary of  
everything that happens so we can be sure everything has worked out  
all right.' I said.  
   
'Agreed. You have Jennifer's DNA already?'  
   
'Yes, As you know all my employees had to give an AIDS test.' I said.  
   
'Now we are both agreed, do you want to work out the details yourself,  
let me do it, or let us both plan?' I asked.  
   
'You obviously have a wicked streak and I want have a say so lets meet  
up after work. Say about eight?' Cathline said.  
   
'Eight it is, at my place.' I said.  
   
I had invested some of my money in a mansion, just for me. It had all  
the usual things associated with such a place but it was the gym, pool,  
and sauna that made it special. It also had a small lab which would do  
any research place proud. The best thing about it however was it's  
location, remote but on a hillside overlooking a beautiful wooded  
valley. I had held several parties for my staff there and the servants I  
employed there always did a fine job.  Thinking about it, John,  
Cathline's husband didn't seem to like me for some reason. Oh well, he  
would soon have even less to like me for.  
   
'See you later and get back to work,' I grinned. Stage 1 was now  
underway.  
   
Cathline came round at eight exactly, wearing what I would call a  
revealing outfit. Although she was somewhat shorter than me, at five  
seven her body was well proportioned. She looked a bit like my ex- 
fiancee's wife to be. She didn't seem to have Kat's panther like  
movements, but otherwise she was a close match. Anyway, Cathline  
was no bitch. She was one of us.  
   
'Who are you dating after you have seen me?' I asked.  
   
She looked down at her short lycra skirt and halter top and said, 'No- 
one, but first rule of business is to dress to impress.' she said.  
   
'I'm impressed. Now down to work,' I said.  
   
'I've been thinking about our plan,' she said.  
   
'Yes?'  
   
'I don't really want him to be Jennifer anymore,' she said.  
   
My heart began to sink. 'Please don't get cold feet.'   
   
'No I want him to be someone I don't know. If I saw him as her it  
would rub in what he did to me, for destroying my trust in him.' she  
said bitterly.  
   
'Do you want me to handle that part. I know of a few ways to get DNA  
without the subject knowing. It would also have to be someone not  
local as that would raise too many questions.' I asked.  
   
This was getting better all the time. I had just the person in mind. Kat!  
I would need some of her DNA for my plan anyway. This way I could  
have an exact test in an controlled environment. It shouldn't take very  
long to get it anyway. But I won't tell Cathline who or why I choose  
her.  
   
'Seems logical,' she said. Cathline moved closer to me, her legs  
occasionally touching mine. Was this a come on?  
   
'So I can choose?' I asked.  
   
'Yep,' She agreed.  
   
'Now I think that a normal human body will die if subjected to too  
much change, too quickly,' I said. 'It must be given time to recover.'  
   
'You're the doc,' Cathline said. Her hand momentarily touched my  
knee. What next?  
   
'I think a day between changes should be enough, and maybe spread  
the doses over 10 days.' I added  
   
'How will the doses be administered?' Cathline asked. This time her  
hand stayed on my knee. Should I brush it away?  
   
'The injection method is fine in a laboratory but we could use the new  
powdered form we have been experimenting with. This means you can  
give it to him any time and any how you like,' I said. The hand was  
resting lightly on my thigh now!  
   
'Once he starts to change won't he be suspicious of me?' She asked.  
   
I had expected this question and again I mentally checked off another  
part of my plan. Her hand was still there. Did I detect a small stroke  
just then??? Did I want to stop this??  
   
'Maybe I can tailor that narcotic you were working on before I joined.  
Make him lust after the thing you first put it in. I dunno put it in his  
coffee or something. Then he will want coffee to relieve his cravings.  
You can then slip it into his coffee whenever you like.' I told her.  
   
'Speaking of lust,' Cathline said.  
   
Before I had chance to answer she had pressed her moist lips onto  
mine and, to my surprise, I responded. I wouldn't regard myself as a  
lesbian or even a little bi, but something in her kiss lit my fire. Her  
hand stroked my leg moving ever closer to my fanny. The sensations  
were unique. Part of me wanted to push her away, the other *have*  
her. She was supposed to be the very 'proper' Cathline, but the hands  
reaching up to unbutton my blouse were not doing the 'proper' thing at  
all.  
   
Before I could do much else a skilful hand had undid my bra and was  
stroking my smooth, firm breasts. I felt flushed as my arousal grew. I  
began to respond in kind, stroking her firm bosom over her halter top.  
Her nipples grew as she became aroused and from the fire that I felt  
inside I knew that mine had just done the same. The lust began to grow  
and before I knew or could control it I had removed her skimpy top  
exposing her heaving chest.  
   
'Wait.. ' I panted.  
   
'What? You don't like this?' she asked.  
   
'YES, but we don't want to be disturbed, do we?' I said.  
   
Still not really believing what I was doing/about to do I phoned the  
butler and told him dinner would be late, and that Cathline and I was  
not to be disturbed under *any* circumstances.  
   
'Now where were we?' Cathline said seductively.  
   
'About here,' I said as I held her close. Our breasts heaving together as  
we resumed our passionate embrace.   
   
'Lay down,' she said and I did so.  
   
Her tongue was caressing my body. It fondled my earlobes, then my  
neck and finally my by now very erect nipples. I began to moan, 'Yes,  
yes.' Electricity shot through me as her hand *finally*, but all too  
briefly, touched my pussy. I groped for the zip that held her skirt on  
and freed her of that article of clothing as she began to stroke my long,  
shapely legs again.  
   
'About time I released you,' she crooned as my skirt was also removed.  
   
She stroked the curve of my waist and I did the same, feeling her  
smooth, unblemished skin. How different this was from making love to  
a man! So unhurried, so understanding, so gentle and so ummmmm.  
   
'How about a 69?' she asked.  
   
By this time, a forest fire of passion and pleasure was burning within  
me and I agreed instantly.  
   
We swapped sides to form the classic shape and although I had done  
this with *him* this was unique and special. I was on top, looking  
down at her moist, open and aroused fanny. I went to lick her hot, open  
and moist pussy, but she said 'Not yet, lover.'  
   
She reached up grasping the cheeks of my ass and began to smother  
my pussy with kisses. I moaned even louder and began to sweat. As her  
hands stroked my thighs and her tongue very delicately began to caress  
the lips of my cunt I wondered why I hadn't done this sooner. As I  
reached orgasm I heard her pant, 'Now lover.'  
   
I bent down, laying flat over her, and began to caress her pussy too.  
She too began to moan louder and soon we were in concert. The  
rhythm of our bodies, tongues and hands, adding the baseline to our  
sexual tune. I tasted her for the first time, her hot musk smell arousing  
me more than I had been for a long time. Hmm, women tasted so  
different. An exploratory caress with my tongue sent us both into  
overdrive. As I became more experienced our pleasure grew.  
   
This went on seemingly for hours. Each of us taking delight in each  
others bodies and sensations. We both came together, something that  
had happened only a few times when I was with a man. As our  
volcanic pleasure died down and turned into a warm, satisfied glow I  
really began to regret not doing this earlier.  
   
As we lay beside each other, her hand still resting on my breast, my  
hand gently stroking her hip, she said, 'I had no idea...'  
   
'Neither did I. I guess we both needed each other,'  
   
It was now late and I knew we still had a lot of ground to cover.  
   
'We have to get on, alas' I said as I got up to get dressed. Cathline, her  
fun for the moment gone, did the same.  
   
'Shame,' she grinned.  
   
'My house has plenty of space, you could always spend the night,' I told  
her. Had I really just invited another woman to sleep with me? I guess  
I had, and I certainly had no regrets.  
   
'We only need one room, but not tonight. What would people say if  
they knew I was sleeping with the boss?' Cathline said grinning again.  
   
'When do you want the package delivered?' I asked. 'I should be able to  
get the DNA within a few days. Say, make the doses during the  
following week.' I said, a bit disappointed.  
   
'Fine, whatever you can do,' the lovely Cathline said.  
   
'Let's call it a night,' I said. 'Sure you won't stay?' I asked.  
   
'Hmm, very tempting, but no. I'll see you tomorrow.' With that  
Cathline left.  
   
My mind was in a whirl. Was I really falling for this woman or was  
she just some unforeseen side effect? I knew that I must keep the  
reason why her husband cheated on her a secret, otherwise all would be  
lost. I admit to feeling a little guilty for using her like that,
especially as she wasn't as prim and proper as she wanted people to believe.
Maybe one of the reasons she wanted this type of revenge was so that  
she could have her husband how she really liked them, a woman.   
   
Before I went to bed I made another call to my 'friends'.  
   
'This is Deianeira. Status report on Jane Norton.' I asked.  
   
'The wedding is in exactly two months.' Damn, I thought.  
   
'Where is the honeymoon?' I asked.  
   
'They are booked into the Luxor hotel in Cairo for three weeks right  
after the wedding.' the voice said.  
   
'OK. Locate the most skilled tattoo artist in Cairo and tell him to await  
further instructions in around nine weeks and tell him to practice his  
Hydra's. Also find me the meeting places for the local slave-trade and  
contact names for some 'friends' in Egypt.'  
   
'Done. Anything else?'  
   
'Yes, I want you to obtain a sample of Jane Norton's hair or blood. I  
think you should be able to persuade her doctor to let you have a  
sample. Say that you are AIDS testing or something. When you have  
done that leave it in the usual place. I will call back in three days.'  
   
With that done I went to bed, my mind buzzing. Only two months to  
go. So much to do, but first we must attend to our friends Cathline and  
John Richards.  
   
The next day at work I hardly saw Cathline. I wanted to keep up the  
pretence of loving her so that she would not get scared off, and it  
would also allow me to adapt my plans to hers as they evolved. What  
was the saying? 'Keep your friends close but your enemies closer'.  
   
The next day I went to the pick up place, a small cave around 100  
miles south of the lab. A sample of hair was in a polythene bag. A  
cursory inspection showed a few live hair follicles still attached to the  
hair. Perfect.   
   
I was sitting alone in the canteen (after all who wants to sit next to the  
boss?) when Cathline sat next to me.  
   
'Hi,' she said.  
   
'Hi, I've got the package if you still want it,' I said.  
   
'Yes, I still want it. John is so apologetic but I think he enjoyed  
cheating on me really,' she said.  
   
'I should have the refined version of it ready in about a week,' I  
mentioned.  
   
'look I've told John I'm going away for a few days to think. I would like  
to spend them with you.'  
   
'Why not? We'll need privacy. I see you tonight,' and I gave her foot an  
'accidental' brush with mine.  
   
That night we didn't do much talking. Lots of doing, but not much  
talking. Although it was good, there was something missing. Maybe it  
was surprise. As we lay cuddling in my bed I asked her a $64,000  
question.  
   
'Do you want your husband to be a woman for a while so that you can  
enjoy her instead of me?'  
   
'Whatever makes you say that?' Was that a guilty look!!!   
   
'Just a thought.'  
   
'I'll admit that I will try it on when he's your mystery girl but that's not  
my main reason.'  
   
'Sure?'  
   
'Positive' and she gave my nipple a little tweak. This prompted a  
response from me and soon we were at it again. This time much more  
frenzied but still very sensual. Why couldn't men be this sensitive?  
   
Morning came and I made my way to work, while Cathline worked  
from my home.  
   
I thought back to my encounters with Cathline. Why did she seduce me  
so? Why so keen when she had always seemed to have the perfect  
marriage?  
   
I reflected back again over the events of the past couple of days. Maybe  
she was a little too eager to have her husband transformed. Why was  
this?  
   
In searching for this answer my mind went back to THAT day, THAT  
hour, THAT second. Further back I went until I saw the same pattern  
forming. HIM being too willing to go along with my schemes and  
fantasies and then being hit with refusal. Cathline was playing me for  
a puppet, just as he had done.  
   
These thoughts began to blot out all others. Liz...CONCENTRATE!  
Tears, mood swings, why was I getting so upset? I can't let Cathline  
know I'm onto her.  
   
A day or so later the answer came, just in the nick of time.  
   
I had thought she was different but I could see the trap coming this  
time. She was just using me so that she could get what she wanted.  
That was it! I saw her plan instantly...Seduce me so she can turn her  
husband into a woman for a while. See how he likes it, drop me and go  
running off back to him.  
   
I would not let that happen. I began to draw up a counter to this. It was  
just a small diversion in the scheme of things but it would serve as  
another test I wanted to perform. It would also tidy up some possible  
loose ends and act as additional insurance should the need arise.  
   
The sample of Kat's DNA was just right and I made three copies of it.  
One for John, One for HIM and one for me. I had no desire to undergo  
the kind of traumatic change that HE would have to undergo and so I  
got my team to design a fast, painless version (I didn't tell them what it  
was really for just that if we were to produce this stuff commercially it  
should be painless). Once again my teams came up trumps. They did  
everything I asked of them and more.  
   
I had realised from the early days of my plan that I would have to  
change places with Kat at some point in time and that the only way to  
do that was to become her double. This meant that I had to store copies  
of my own DNA somewhere safe.  I also needed a backup for the  
equipment at the lab and so some months previously I had purchased a  
small unit just outside of town. It resembled a small warehouse and  
had little security. Anonymity was the best security this place could  
have. In any case, the DNA altering traps I had set inside should  
prevent unauthorised tampering. The only other security measure  
required me to show my torso to an image recognition system before I  
could use the system. I called this place 'Rhamnus' after the place  
where Nemesis sought sanctuary.  
   
It was at 'Rhamnus' that I spliced the final versions of the drugs I was  
going to use. Let me see... 10 Kat Pills for HIM. With the new  
intelligent narcotic built in. Plus some other concoctions. 10 Doses of  
Kat Powder for John with the old Narcotic (but in smaller doses than  
those for HIM). 1 Painless presto-changeo version for me. 1 Painless  
back to me version.  
   
How could I have forgotten. I now had to tailor the real Kat's final  
form and add some fixer to make really sure. I sat down at the terminal  
and thought. I would tell HIM that I could not identify Kat after her  
change, but I had to  know what she will look like in order that I can  
recognise her if the need arises. A few hours in front of the GUI  DNA  
interface and all was complete. I pitied her in a way so she got a  
painless dose too. I hoped she liked her new body...  
   
I used the interface to design a few new faces for me, if I should need  
them. I now reckoned I could reduce the time it takes to change faces  
down to 20 seconds, and make it painless too. After this I guessed I'd  
be the first shapeshifter in the world.  
   
However all this depended on how well John did. It may seem forward  
to produce all this first before the test, but time really was short and I  
KNEW this would work.  
   
I came back from Rhamnus a few days later. To my chagrin I had  
missed being with Cathline, but this had to come first.  
   
I met Cathline around my house after about a week. Why did she have  
to dress so revealingly in public? I didn't want the news of our affair to  
get out.  
   
'All Done,' I said and passed her John's 'Kat' Doses.  
   
'This will really work?' she asked as she passed me a sample of John's  
hair. 'Don't lose it.'  
   
'In three months he will be back to how he should be,' I said.  
   
'Sure this will work?' Cathline asked.  
   
'Yep. All set, apart from a couple of things.'  
   
'Which are?' Cathline asked.  
   
'You MUST keep a record and E-mail me every day. The detail doesn't  
have to be too explicit, as I don't want to get too jealous, but I must  
know if the drug is working OK. Also when the change is complete  
he/she will need some new papers in order to get around, credit cards,  
passports, drivers license etc. Oh and by the way I would recommend  
not giving him the doses for about week. just to be on the safe side.' I  
explained  
   
'This is only for a couple of months,' Cathline confirmed.  
   
'Yes, but you may want to go away. I may just be able to shout you a  
holiday as a thank you.'  
   
'Wow! You sure?'  
   
'Me? Short of money? Not likely. I guess you want the papers now, so  
that you can see what your husband will look like?'  
   
'Yes please, hand them over.'  
   
I handed over the papers marvelling at the work my 'friends' had  
managed to achieve. All the documents were identical to the real thing.  
   
'Jane Norton, huh?'  
   
'Yep. Cute isn't she.'  
   
'We look very much alike. Was that intentional?' Cathline observed.  
   
'Kind of. I thought you will be able to share clothes rather than have to  
buy new outfits for her.'  
   
'Good idea! No, Jane Norton will do just fine. I'll keep in touch when I  
can, but I'll tell you now that I have to be off work until this is done.'  
   
'Fine. You're fired,' I said.  
   
'What!!'   
   
'Don't worry I'll take you back on as my deputy once all this is over but  
I need to be able to distance myself from this. I hope you understand.'   
   
'Fine. See you in a couple of months, lover.' She said and gave me a  
quick peck on the cheek.  
   
I went back into the house very satisfied. Laying down on my sofa,  
looking at the sun going down over my well kept grounds, I made a  
call from my special phone.  
   
'This is Deianeira. Status report.'  
   
'Everything is in place. The wedding takes place on the 20th of July.  
The honeymoon destination is confirmed as Cairo.'  
   
'And the tattoo artist?'  
   
'Paid and waiting for further instructions.'  
   
'What about the other packages?'  
   
'EVERYTHING is in place,' The voice sounded a little annoyed.  
   
'Flights booked for all involved?'  
   
'EVERYTHING is in place' The voice sounded even more annoyed.  
   
'Oh and just one more thing' I outlined an additional instruction.  
   
'Are you sure you want that done? It will cost half a million, cash.'  
   
'Yes,' I answered.  
   
'Consider it done, Deianeira.'  
   
'Thank you, your payment will be in the usual place in four weeks.  
That will be all for now.'  
   
'Pleasure doing business, Deianeira.' and my 'friend' hung up.  
   
My 'friends' were going to get a shock when they tried to hand out the  
money. I had impregnated the money with my DNA altering drug. A  
couple of hours after it was dished out there would be a few more cats  
in the world (The feline kind). The money would dissolve soon after. I  
do so hate loose ends.  
   
All the pawns were now in place. It would soon be time for the queen  
to move. I made another call.  
   
'Hi, Terri. This is Liz. Is Vickie there?'  
   
'Hold on, I'll get her,' my secretary said.  
   
'Vickie, Listen I'm going on a sabbatical for about four months. Can  
you hold the fort while I'm away?  
   
'Bit sudden, isn't it?' Vickie replied.  
   
'I know it's short notice but I really NEED the time off. Unless I get a  
long break I’ll burn up. In anycase I know you can cope.'  
   
'I'll try,' Vickie said.  
   
'Terri. I authorise Vickie Turner to be my deputy in all aspects of my  
work until my return. I'll confirm that in writing as well. Bye.' I said.  
   
'OK, have a good one,' Terri said.  
   
I checked my mail every day for weeks until then the message  
'Incoming E-Mail' appeared on my screen. A cursory check showed it  
to be from some spam company offering a get rich quick scheme, but  
the UU-encoded picture it contained soon deposited an encrypted text  
file on my hard disk. This told me this was no spam.  
I applied my private key to it and the message became clear. It read.  
   
	"Change 1  
   
	"'Hi Lover It's me. If you are reading this rather than watching a
jpeg  
	of a pile of money. This means this embedded encryption system
really  
	works.'  
   
	"John went ape when I told him you had fired me. He threatened to go  
	around to your place and was saying things like 'woman or no woman  
	no one does that to MY wife'. I managed to placate him saying that I  
	wanted some time off. Anyway we can afford to wait for a few months  
	before I start looking again." 
   
	"'I've decided that I cannot wait ten days for him to change
totally, I  
	have calculated how much his body can really take based on the depth  
	of changes. Hope you don't mind. I realise that you cannot reply but  
	you have to trust me on this one." 
  
I stopped reading the message for a moment. Excellent! I will need to  
cater for this possibility. So, Cathline, that's fine by me. I went back to  
the message.  
   
	"'I gave the first doses to him in some pizza last night. I wanted
to start  
	off small so I gave him her arms. Have you put in some kind of  
	random delay? Because about an hour after he had taken then the  
	following occurred.  
   
	"'Honey? My arms feel weird,' John said.  
   
	"'Pardon?' I asked.  
   
	"'They feel all itchy. Have a look,' and he showed me his arms.  
   
	"And lover, as I took his hands, the flesh began to ripple. His
fingers  
	reformed, smaller, and far more dainty than before. He began to  
	scream as his normally muscular arms began to melt away. I had seen  
	'cogs' and 'dats' change before but this was mesmerising.  His
muscles  
	seemed to flow and he grimaced in pain as I could see bone and sinew  
	reform into some muscular but very feminine arms.  
   
	"'What's happening to me?' he sobbed. He stared at his new arms for  
	sometime, obviously unable to believe his eyes.  
   
	"'I don't know, but I do know that I still love you. Besides a
little  
	workout and no-one will ever notice,' I lied.  
   
	"'Sure?'  
  
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