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Dream Girl
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Chapter Four


Michael had been wandering aimlessly since leaving his hotel room.
He was still wondering what to do. He knew he had to leave the
hotel room, because it would only be a matter of time before Mary
came looking for him there. He still wanted more information. He
had to get back to Tina and find out just what she had done to
him. But where was she. Could she still be in the house. Had she
been knocked out as well. Since Mary turned up at the hospital,
they must have found her.

He thought he should go to Tina's. Since he had no more money,
he would have to walk. He knew roughly the right direction and
he also knew it would take a least an hour an a half to walk
that distance. He considered trying to phone them, but somehow
he wanted to go to the house on his terms. He wanted to have an
edge and he didn't want to warn them. He set about walking. It
would give him a chance to sort out his thoughts as well.

Although it was now late afternoon, it was a very hot day. He
still wasn't used to the power of the Californian sun, but with
his new softer skin, the sun seemed to contain even more power.
He simply had to unzip his jacket to cool down.

He continued walking. He was trying to relax and forget basically
forget what has happened. This was impossible. Every time one of
his feet hit the ground, his large breasts would bounce and
jiggle. He simply couldn't put it out of his mind. The weight of
them seemed to be pulling him forward. His entire balance was off.
How the hell did women live with these things. His nipples were
rubbing against his shirt, making them very erect again.

His mind drifted back to what he had done in his hotel room. He
had masturbated in front of the mirror and had got very turned on
by watching himself do this. He was having trouble reconciling
with himself exactly what he had done. Part of him said it was a
pretty natural thing to do given his current body, but another
part was disgusted at himself. All his efforts should be
concentrated in getting his old body back, not jerking off.

He also tried to resolve exactly how it felt. Because it was
completely unplanned, he found it difficult to fully grasp the
feeling and he felt annoyed with himself at that. To his
knowledge, no guy has ever known what it really feels like when
a woman cums. They can guess, they can imagine, but they never
really know. Half an hour ago, he found out, but he was too
preoccupied with enjoying himself that he forgot to savior
the moment and remember it. He may never get another chance to
find out.

Because he had actually enjoyed it so much, that only served to
make him even more confused. An hour ago, his desire to become
male again was absolute, and now, whilst his desire to become
male was still very strong indeed, there was a part of him that
wished he could spend just a little more time in this body to
explore these new feelings.

This was what really scared him the most. It wasn't Tina or
whoever had done this to him, but his own feelings that scared
him. It was like a door which had been pushed open a crack and
he wasn't sure if he could keep it closed or stop it from opening
further. He didn't want to open Pandora's Box because he was
afraid what he would find. Something told him that 'a little more
time' could easily end up as 'the rest of his life' if he was not
careful.

There was one other thing which scared him. He thought back to
when he was thrusting his fingers in and out of his cunt and he
was approaching his orgasm. If, at that moment, Tina would have
burst in the room and said "if you go any further you'll be
stuck like that for the rest of your life", then... well... he
wasn't sure if he would have actually stopped, because at that
moment, he wanted to come. It didn't matter what the cost would
have been. He just needed to come.

He walked for another ten or fifteen minutes when he realised that
he was did not like neighborhood he was in. He knew he was going
in the right direction, but this neighborhood was definitely not
the best route. He was attracting far too much attention. It
seemed as if everyone was staring at him.

Up ahead there was a group of young men hanging around and they
had definitely spotted him. Although he couldn't hear what they
were saying to one another, he simply knew what they talking
about. Michael seriously considered crossing the street or
turning around, but decided this could easily make matters
worse. He decided to keep walking at a steady pace and attempt
to ignore everyone.

There were two men in a car, and another three standing around.
Every one of them was staring intently at Michael. He could almost
feel their eyes burning into him. To make matters worse, he knew
exactly what these men were thinking becasuse yesterday he would
have been thinking the same thing. Okay, he would not have stared
so much, but he would have also have been thinking of the best
way to get into this girls panties.

Just as he thought he was going to get past them, one of the men
stepped out in front of Michael blocking his path.

"Well, look at what we have here" he said.

Michael tried to sidestep to get round this man, but he simply
matched Michael's move blocking him again. Michael noticed that
the man looked down at his tits and his stare lingered there for a
few seconds before returning to meet Michael's eyes much like the
taxi driver had done earlier. Michael now regretted unzipping his
jacket.

"Let me through" said Michael defiantly.

"Say please" said the man. His friends move in to surround
Michael.

Suddenly Michael very incredibly vulnerable. He had never even
considered this possibility. As a man these people probably would
not have even noticed him, and if they did they would not have
cared, but now here he was surrounded by a gang of men.

"Please" said Michael as firmly as he could, although the tone of
his voice was not nearly as firm as it would have been had he
been male.

"What's the password" asked the man.

Michael was now getting very nervous indeed. Had his telekinetic
powers been working, he would have simply knocked the man down
with a single punch. If you take down the leader, all of the
others will just melt away. But that was not an option. He
considered attacking the leader anyway, but he knew he was no
match for one of these guys, let alone three of them.

He was rattled and all of the men knew it. He was at their mercy.
It was just a question of how far they were going to take this.
One of the men behind Michael reached round and fondled one of
his tits.

"Don't touch me" Michael shouted as he tried to push the man away.

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

Richard and his colleague were back at Sarah's house. Sarah was
still comforting Tina. They were all a bit concerned and annoyed.
Concerned at what had happened, but annoyed that Tina had broken
their rules and used the full Transformation spell on an outsider.

Richard continued to explain to everyone exactly what they saw
Michael do in his hotel room. He described exactly what he had
done including his examination, masturbation, his crying on the
toilet and his attempts to control his hair and tits. Mary made
a mental note to remind everyone that Michael's hair was now tied
back.

Richard had also taken his police radio. He heard his call
number. It was his station.

"We have a possible lead on your missing girl. There's a 67 in
progress. The girl matches your description." The address
followed. Richard looked shocked.

"Can you repeat. Did you say a code 67" Richard asked back.

"Affirmative. Sorry"

"Roger. I'm on my way there now"

"What's a code 67" Tina asked. Her tears still had not dried.

"It's... nothing" Richard replied totally unconvincingly

"WHAT IS IT" Tina demanded.

Richard swallowed hard. Mary, Andrew and Sarah also looked on
intently. "Rape in progress" Richard whispered.

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

Michael lay on the ground curled up. He didn't want to move at
all. He felt so... violated. He had been constantly crying since
the attack. Crying was something he hardly ever did as a man.

Michael decided that the feeling of being raped is something no
man can ever truly experience. He had never been so frightened
and vulnerable in all his life. He never wanted to feel that way
again.

He hadn't actually been raped, but it had come pretty close, so
close it probably didn't make much difference. The men had
continued to annoy him for a few more minutes. After he had
pushed the man away for trying to fondle his tits, he thought they
would leave him alone. But then something changed. The look of
interest in their eyes turned to sheer lust. The same look of lust
that he saw in the taxi driver's eyes.

They had dragged him into an alleyway. Two of the men had held him
down, whilst the third one groped and fondled him. He had sat on
top of him, ripped his shirt open to expose his breasts. He was
amazed at their size.

He then began to fondle his breasts. He tried struggling, but it
was no use. These men were simply too strong for him. He tried
calling out, but one of the men beside him held a knife to his
throat.

He felt so scared, so terrified. The worst part of it was that
they were actually taking their time. They seemed to be laughing
and enjoying all this. It wasn't the sex they were after, it was
the power. The mere fact that they could have this 'girl' whether
she liked it or not.

He tried to use his telekinetic powers but they still hadn't
returned to full force. They were still at a diminished level, not
capable of lifting anything heavier than golf ball.

This was one of Michael's nightmares. That someday when he really
needed them, his telekinetic powers would desert him. Admittedly,
he never imagined it would be to stop himself from being raped,
but he needed them now more than ever.

The man on top had then pulled Michael's jeans down and looked
surprised when he saw Michael's boxers. His face became stern. He
pulled out a knife.

"This bitch had better be a real bitch. If not, she soon will be"
he had said. For the first time since his transformation, Michael
was actually relieved that his transformation had been complete.
The man ripped off his boxer shorts and smiled when he saw
Michael's blonde pussy. He threw the knife away and then started
to unbuckle his belt. "This bitch just needs a good fucking to
loosen her up" he had said.

Michael closed his eyes. Sometimes, he had been able to retrieve
his telekinetic powers by concentrating extremely hard because
if there was ever a time they were needed, it was now. He used
every ounce of mental strength to try and do this now. He felt a
hand on his crotch. He tried to block it out. He felt something
build inside him.

The man holding the knife was on his left. He was sitting on his
left arm. He reached inside himself and lifted his arm up, lifting
the man up with him. The man lost his balance and fell backwards.

The other two men were stunned. Before either of them could do
anything, Michael struck the main on his right with his left fist.
He hit him in the shoulder. Given his weaker strength, he would
not have expected to do much, but with the extra boost his powers
the man was sent flying. He also heard a crack of bone.

He then repeated this with the man who was sitting on his legs
but with his right hand. He hit him square in the head sending
in flying backwards as well.

Michael then jumped up and pulled his jeans up. Someone grabbed
him from behind. It was the man who had held the knife to his
throat. He had forgotten about him. Luckily he must have dropped
the knife, but he had him in a head lock. He used his elbow to
hit him in the stomach. Again, this would not have normally
done much damage, but with his extra power, he temporarily
winded him.

The man released him. Michael turned around and kicked him in
the groin. With the extra force, Michael kicked him so hard,
the mans feet actually lifted off the ground. He squealed and
collapsed on the floor. Michael forced a brief smile when he
recalled that. He knew for a fact how much that would have hurt.

There were some other onlookers. They had been watching the rape
clearly enjoying what they saw. They now all looked shocked.
Michael was pissed by now and didn't care how many of them there
were. He took one step towards them expecting a fight, but they
all scattered. He had never seen a gang of men run so quickly.

He had zipped up his jacket, ran down the various alleyways and
found a quiet corner in which to curl up into and cry. He wondered
that if this is what life will be like from now on. He moved
slightly. Both his arms hurt like hell where the men had been
sitting on them and his boobs hurt from all the running.

In the space of an hour he had experienced the highs and lows of
what it was like to be a woman. Any minor thoughts that he did
have about wanting to experience his new body were now gone. He
hated this body now. He wanted his old body back. He had to find
Tina and make her turn him back.

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

Back at Sarah's house, Tina was in a complete state of hysteria.
As soon as she found out about the rape, she started screaming.
She had been crying ever since. Sarah really felt for her
daughter. Sarah knew that Tina was beginning to fall for Michael.
After all Michael had saved their lives and it's just possible
that Tina's actions may have just killed Michael. If that
happens, Sarah knew that Tina would be grief striken. She may
never get over it.

Sarah was also feeling guilty again. Earlier when she thought that
Michael had possibly raped her daughter, Sarah was seriously
considering putting Michael through that experience herself. She
had wished he could know what it felt like. She realised right
now he is probably finding out first hand. Had her magic somehow
caused this. Her rational mind told her this simply wasn't
possible, that the effects of magic are very localized, but some
part of her couldn't shake the fact that she had somehow caused
this.

The phone rang at Sarah's house.

"Hello"

"Sarah, it's Richard. I'm at the rape scene."

"Richard. Is Michael there. Is he... okay". Tina immediately
stopped crying. She listened intently.

"I can't say. We can't find her, but I think so." said Richard
remembering to refer to Michael in the female sense in public "She
ran off before we got here. The guys that attacked her. She...
well... she damn well kicked their ass. One's got a broken collar
bone. Another's got concussion and the third has been kicked in
the balls so hard, he'll be a soprano for weeks."

"So she wasn't raped then". Sarah turned to Tina and gave a
reassuring smile. Tina's face lit up at this.

"Well I don't know, but I don't think so. The people aren't
talking. There were about fifteen people watching, but no-one
saw a thing."

"I think those pheremones had something to do with this" Richard
said talking in a quiter tone so he was not heard. "I've talked to
a few people. These guys were no angels, they were part of a gang,
but they were not the rapist type. They're as much a victim here
as Michael is."

"No rapist is a victim. They should still be punished" Sarah said,
a little angry at Richard's tone.

"Well, I think they already have. They've been beat up and
humiliated by their attacker. I think that's a far better
punishment than any prison sentance. They won't try that again in
a hurry." Richard paused. "You should have seen what she did to
these guys.  I would have trouble taking down these guys. That
must be one hell of a black belt she has. So much for her not
being as effective as a female."

"You were not there when he rescued us. According to Mary, he
punched out the windshield on our car."

"Well this is getting out of hand. My Captain's already giving me
heat over how this "innocent little girl" was able to do that. I
asked if he'd have preferred her to be raped. That shut him up for
now, but questions are starting to be asked. I don't want to tell
you what the rest of their gang are talking about doing to her.
One's things for sure. If she wasn't pissed before, she certainly
is now. Have you heard anything."

"No. But it isn't long now before it will become permanent. I
don't what we'll do then"

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



Continued in part five...



Phillip Stevens
phil_stevens_2@hotmail.com




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