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Chapter 5

Warning - not for reading by minors.  Story deals with 
transgender and sexual themes.  All rights reserved.  This 
story may not be sold or distributed by anyone unless it 
is distributed free.  Copyright must remain with the story.  

Death Row - Part 2

By Waldo

Chapter 5 - Calvin and Gloria

John had been pacing the floor all day - as much as he could in 
his weakened condition. After lunch when the trustee removed his 
almost completely untouched lunch tray, John used the black 
magic marker to mark the last big X on his calendar. Today was 
the first day of the three-day cycle that the transfers would work. 
He threw the black magic marker in the trashcan, knowing that he 
would mark all days from this point on, with the red magic marker. 
He had to take the herbs and start the transfer within these three 
days or wait 184 days until the next opportunity. He would be 
dead before the stars repositioned and provided the next 
opportunity.

The pain was getting worse and the doctor had increased the 
medication as the cancer destroyed more of his vital organs. 
Although he requested the return of his cigars every day, the 
guards were following the rules - two weeks of no smoking as a 
punishment for the third offense. As the new guard walked down 
the hallway, John asked for his cigars again. The new guard 
responded "You're still on restriction. Tomorrow is the first day 
that we can let you smoke."

"Where's Mahoney? I haven't seen him lately."

"He called in sick for several days, then resigned yesterday. I'm his 
permanent replacement."

******

"Calvin, will you load that table for Mrs. Robertson?"

Staring at the clipboard in his large callused hands, Calvin placed 
the clipboard on the desk as he stared at the girlishly feminine 
writing that Martha had teased him about on his first day working 
in the thrift store.

`Calvin Yancy' nodded to Martha Emerson. Calvin looked to be in 
his early fifties. He was a slender, wry bald-headed man with a 
pencil-thin mustache. He'd showed up at the Thrift Store a couple 
of days earlier looking for a place to stay and some food in return 
for work. In the short time that he'd been there, he'd really 
impressed everyone with his hard working spirit and good-natured 
attitude.

Especially Martha whom Calvin had bonded with immediately. As 
soon as Calvin finished his chores, he would hang around Martha 
and talk to her. Some of the other staff started kidding Martha 
about her younger boyfriend, warning her that Calvin seemed to be 
spending a lot of time with her. She responded to one such 
warning by stating that Calvin was a lost soul who was just looking 
for a little friendship.

Recognizing that idle tongues in this small town could start a new 
rumor, Martha quickly decided to stop it. She invited Calvin home 
to dinner that night to meet her husband Ralph and Gloria 
Murphy - Martha's divorced hairstylist.

******

John removed the peppershaker from where it'd sat for over three 
months. Removing the top, he poured about one third of the 
crushed pepper looking spices onto a plain sheet of paper. He 
formed a funnel with the paper and swallowed the herbs, followed 
by a sip of water. Then he lay on his bed, waiting for the herbs to 
start the body transfer during the middle of his sleep cycle.

******

Candy turned off the TV and rolled over. She'd taken Mickey to the 
airport after a wonderful afternoon session in her bedroom. Still 
feeling quite relaxed and mellow, she knew that she would sleep 
rested and she needed a good night's sleep.

******

The small bed was crowded with two people in it. Gloria was asleep 
with her head resting on Calvin's bare shoulder, but Calvin was 
staring up at the dark ceiling, watching the slow revolutions of the 
ceiling fan. The real Andrea Bell wasn't quite sure about how she'd 
wound up here in bed with a woman. She remembered how a 
former boyfriend used to justify his actions by declaring that "it 
was the little head talking for the big head" and she now somewhat 
understood what he was talking about then.

The Calvin disguise was working. As Calvin, Andrea had free 
access to talk to the friendly and talkative Martha Emerson whose 
husband was keeping a close watch over the strange going-on's at 
the farmhouse. Andrea knew that her former body had moved on 
and a new woman was living at the farmhouse. Being a small town, 
everyone knew about the new woman and how the former 
occupant had slutted around with those men from New York. But 
no one knew or cared where the previous occupant had moved to.

>From the bits and pieces of information that had been learned 
while being held captive by the Chinese family, Andrea knew that 
the new farmhouse occupant was getting ready to go through the 
same forced transformation that she went through. She agonized 
over warning the new occupant or allowing it to happen, finally 
deciding that if she let it happen, that her former body might 
return to the farmhouse.

The thing with Gloria wasn't expected. Martha had invited Calvin 
out to her farmhouse for dinner and had a surprise guest to be 
Calvin's dinner partner. Gloria was about the same age as Calvin 
and had been divorced for over three years. The striking fifty-ish 
woman's red hair was elegantly coifed. She wore a simple bright 
and cheerful cotton dress that was perfectly cut for her body to 
show off her shapely hips. Her conservatively dressed body cried 
"Lady" while at the same time was form-fitting enough to show that 
under her clothes, she had beautiful curves, generous breasts, and 
sensuous hips.

Her delicate, but beautiful prominently boned, triangular face was 
dominated by immense dark eyes and a startlingly full mouth. Her 
face was just beginning to show the first traces of middle-aged 
womanhood. Her makeup was lightly and tastefully applied, and 
complemented by a pleasant, clean smelling perfume. Pearl 
earrings and a matching necklace completed her outfit. Her body 
was in reasonable shape for someone whose only form of exercise 
was to stand on her feet all day. Her tall matching pumps made 
her five foot two inch body look taller. Her large, full breasts that 
were evident under the blouse made her slender body appear top 
heavy. Gloria reminded Andrea of a favorite aunt who was 
somewhat aggressive in chasing eligible bachelors that were her 
age.

Andrea recognized Gloria's obvious interest in Calvin and managed 
to side-step some very obvious suggestions as she proceeded to 
invent an appropriate history for Calvin to answer Gloria's 
questions about Calvin's background. After an enjoyable dinner, 
the "men" adjourned to the living room while the "women" cleaned 
the kitchen. Sitting in the living room with Ralph, Calvin was able 
to divert the subject to the way that Andrea Bell had changed into 
a slut. Calvin felt his face blush lightly as Ralph used man-to-man 
language to describe the changes in his former female neighbor 
and to repeat some of the neighborhood gossip that the breakfast 
crowd shared. The old man even joked once about what he 
would've done to such an obvious promiscuous woman if he'd only 
been thirty years younger and could've kept Martha from finding 
out about it.

Calvin had to give up on the subject when the women joined them 
and a graceful Gloria sat next to Calvin on the couch as the four of 
them had a friendly chat. Andrea stared at Gloria's beautifully 
manicured hands. Her long and slender fingers had perfect nails 
that were painted in a light pink that matched Gloria's lipstick 
color. Calvin glanced at his stubby fingers, remembering how nice 
it used to be to go to a salon and relax while getting a pedicure. 
Glancing back at Gloria, Calvin's paused for a second as he stared 
at Gloria's ripe breasts heaving against the confining bodice.

Gloria rose to get some coffee to re-fill Calvin's cup or to offer him 
some of the pastries that was her contribution to the dinner. When 
she bent over to re-fill his coffee, Calvin got a very generous view of 
her partially exposed full breasts down the front of her blouse. 
Lifting her head to intercept his glance, she stared at him with her 
big and child-like innocent eyes, as she asked "Cream?"

Smiling at him as if they shared a private joke, she accepted his 
nod as an appropriate answer. As she sat down beside him, 
Calvin's eyes focused on her lower body as he watched her slender 
legs cross at the knee, exposing one shapely calf. 

Within his trousers, Calvin felt a stirring as his new body's 
manhood reacted to the closeness of the woman. It was a strange 
feeling but not a new feeling for the former Andrea Bell.  Over the 
last several weeks of living with his new body, Calvin had 
experimented with his new body in the privacy of his bed.  The 
mild erection in Calvin's trousers was a familiar sensation but it 
was the first time that this had occurred without the stimulus of 
Calvin's hand.  

Ralph and Martha participated in the discussion but the topics 
were steered by Gloria who demonstrated her vivacious and 
charming personality to Calvin. When the hour started getting late, 
Gloria suggested that she drive Calvin back to the Thrift Shop 
dorm.

When Gloria parked her car at the dorm, Gloria surprised Calvin 
by requesting a goodnight kiss. A kiss that went from being a 
friendly peck to a passionate heat-rising long kiss. A kiss that 
caused that little pee-spout in Calvin's trousers to gain control over 
his emotions and reasoning as it expanded into a quivering hunk 
of erect excitement. A kiss that Gloria used to drop the barriers 
between them as she pressed Calvin's hand to her heaving bosom, 
inviting him to squeeze her breasts. A kiss that caused a shaken 
and confused Calvin to quickly exit the car and rush up to his 
dorm where he fell heavily on his cot.

Calvin remembered vividly how Gloria's breasts had swayed so 
provocatively, and the one-minute of mutual groping each other in 
the car had revealed that her boobs were very firm. His cock was 
throbbing with desire. Pulling down his pants, Calvin stared at the 
very stiff cock jutting out a full eight inches out from his loins, the 
tip of it dripping with the pre-cum.

The new Calvin used his callused male hand to sooth the erection 
as he fantasized about Gloria.

The following day, Gloria called Calvin and talked him into going 
out for dinner. But when she picked him up, she drove back to her 
apartment where she had a cozy dinner for two ready. After one 
bottle of wine after dinner, Calvin became a man on Gloria's couch.

Andrea had never made love to a woman before - in either body. As 
a woman, she'd been fucked by several men, but she'd never felt 
comfortable with feeling a man's rough face kissing her or the 
man's cock being wiggled around her lips.

But this felt different. Andrea let the Calvin portion of her 
mind/identity take over and make love to Gloria. Calvin enjoyed 
the heightened sensation of feeling his heavy cock in the warm 
tight vice of her love canal. He also enjoyed the awareness of 
feeling Gloria's squirming soft breasts under his chest, Gloria's 
hard nipples pressing into him. As they smothered each other with 
kisses, she rubbed her soft belly against his, and wrapped her 
slender arm around his back, blowing her sweet breath against his 
face.

Like a high school kid, his cock exploded within her after less than 
a minute of penetration. Wrapping her arms around him, she 
cumed as well, shaking them both as she vibrated to her orgasm. 
Smiling at him, they kissed as they both enjoyed the pleasures of 
their quick but mutual release.

Holding each other tightly, his cock still pressed up against her 
soft belly, he looked into her flushed face, as she whispered loudly 
"That was great but the next time will be even better."

He looked at her large but incredibly pert and firm breasts, the 
thick nipples, the tiny waist, and the gracefully full hips. Her large 
breasts looked like milky white melons in the dim nightlight. The 
coral nipples were still erect, long and thick.

He gently caressed her breasts with the backs of his fingers, 
enjoying the feel of the nipples against his fingertips. His hands 
gently cupped the heavy mounds, enjoying the feel of the soft and 
firm globes in his hands. Rubbing his thumbs against her nipples 
he moved each digit back and forth along the underside of the 
thickly-erect nubs. His eyes stared as Gloria's breasts and Calvin 
imagined what it would be like to suck and chew on those long 
thick nipples. The redhead's smallish rosy engorged aureoles stood 
out distinctly from the milky white flesh of her puffy mounds.

Feeling the attraction, he rubbed a nipple between his lips, kissing 
it tenderly before gently sucking it into his mouth. As he increased 
the pressure, and drew more of her breast into his mouth, he could 
feel the woman's body tremble. A small gasp escaped her lips as 
his sucking increased. Her hand pressed against the back of his 
head, holding him there with a light pressure, encouraging him to 
feast on her breast.

He sucked harder, taking as much of her into his mouth as 
possible. Then he flickered his tongue back and forth over the 
nipple before sucking the flesh back into his mouth, while his 
fingers rolled her other nipple between them.

Gloria's lips parted and a low groan of pleasure escaped her 
gasping lips. When his flickering tongue moved to her other breast, 
her long fingernails dug into his back, encouraging him further.

She rolled him over on his back and buried her head between his 
legs, sucking the last morsels of cum from his cock. Calvin stared 
down at the woman's bobbing up and down on his cock. This very 
pristine woman sucked his cock with an enthusiasm that was 
impossible to fake. Calvin felt his hand move to the back of Gloria's 
head and force the redhead to take all of his cock into her mouth 
and throat. Gloria's up-in-the-air ass swayed as her mouth 
accepted more of Calvin's cock.

Calvin's eyes rolled back and his lips tightened into a satisfied 
grimace as he thought about this woman doing things to him that 
Andrea couldn't do when she was a woman. By now Andrea 
would've been gagging and trying to push away, ruining both of 
their pleasures. But lying here experiencing it from this 
perspective, he could see why a blowjob was so high on the wish 
list for males. Her skillful tongue and warm mouth had restored 
Calvin's hard erection.

Reluctantly he guided her back up on the bed and on her back as 
he traced his way around her body with his tongue. Dropping 
between her spread legs, he slid his fingers under her ass, lifting 
her up so he could flick his tongue over the hard nub of her clit, 
enjoying the heady smell of the mixed body fluids between her legs. 
Although he wanted to eat her, to show her that he could be her 
whore and service her just as she'd serviced him, he felt driven by 
the dangling erection bobbing between his legs. He drifted up her 
body letting his erection find its way to her waiting body cavity.

The second time that he went inside her was perfect, providing him 
the greatest pleasure he'd experienced in his short male life - and 
one of the most pleasurable times of Andrea's life also. Taking his 
cues from her reaction to his thrusts, he played her like a violin, 
guiding her from one orgasm to another, enjoying the feel of her 
inner flesh becoming hotter and wetter with each stroke of his 
cock. Calvin enjoyed the steady pounding as he pushed his cock 
repeatedly into her well-lubricated canal and felt his swinging balls 
bounce against her soft flesh. Gloria's head fell back on the pillow, 
her eyes were closed, her lips parted, and her nostrils flaring, as 
she grunted loudly, warning Calvin that she was on the verge of 
another powerful orgasm. But Calvin already knew that because of 
the way that her face flushed pink.

Calvin arched his back so that he could see his slick pussy-juice 
coated shaft for a moment before he rammed it forward again, 
jarring Gloria's body when his hips rammed against her ass. He 
pounded his cock into her churning pussy as he supported himself 
on two stiff arms while driving his cock deep into her wet, churning 
sex. Underneath him, Gloria bucked and writhed as her hips rose 
to meet his thrusts, her lips groaning as he pulled almost 
completely out of her, her hands cupping his ass as she guided 
him back into her moist cavity. Despite the force of his thrusts, her 
hips kept bouncing up to meet him, rotating sensually to maximize 
the contact of cock and cunt.

As he felt her cunt spasm around his shunting cock, announcing 
another orgasm, he felt the tingling in his balls that warned him 
that his orgasm was near. He felt his pounding cock erupt in her 
cunt, filling her with his copious discharge. After he erupted inside 
her and felt that weird mixture of sexual release and love, he 
collapsed on top of her heaving breasts. Lying on top of her sweat 
coated warm body; he felt himself drifting to that exhausted 
relaxing sleep that men experience after sex.

The naked couple spent the rest of the night in Gloria's bedroom 
where Calvin's almost constant erection pleased both of them the 
rest of the night.



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