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Who knows if I will ever finish this thing
Learning Center went eighteen Chapters and I thought never
again but this one is already looking to be as long or longer.
After the first few chapters of setup I hope the chapters will stand
almost on their own.  I really want to write the X-Men chapters but
I don't feel like cheating on the development chapters showing the 
recruitement of each of the characters.

Write if you think I should continue or trash the whole thing.
I have over 15 stories started now, so if this one stinks I'll 
move on to the next and try to learn from my mistakes.

Disclaimer :

Read No Further If You Are Under The Age Of 18 Or If You Are 
Offended By Graphic Descriptions Of Sexual Activity.  All 
Characters, Situations, And Locations Are Purely Fictional.  In the 
real world there are STD’s like AIDS, this is an imaginary world 
where the activities described here wouldn’t be suicidal.

Archiving And Reposting Permitted Only If The Complete,  
Unaltered File, Including This Disclaimer, Is Included.  Written 05/97 
By MHC. Comments And Suggestions Welcomed. 

Send Email to woodsmok@gte.net my GTE account is semi 
permanent.  COPYRIGHT © 1997, MC Woodsmoke   All rights 
reserved.



Sisterhood of the X

CHAPTER 4  Golden Sponge Cake, Cream Filling.

“Kim get your ass over here and clean up this mess” Bronk yelled at 
the young boy.

Addressing the drunken businessman who had spilled his drink on 
himself and the floor he said, “I’ll have the boy clean that right up sir.  
Don’t you worry.  Everything will be fine before Claudia begins her 
set.”  Bronk was always the courteous host to the rich suits that 
frequented his strip club.  He bowed and scraped to their faces, while 
selling them over priced drinks.  He tried his best to weasel every 
dollar he could out of them while they were here.  In his mind he 
cursed them for thinking they were better than him.

When Kim ran up with his mop and pail he nearly tripped over two 
young women. They were walking through the darkened room 
looking for a table.  They looked seriously out of place here.  Too 
young.  Too pretty.  Too classy to be caught dead in smoky bad side 
of town strip joint like ‘Teasers’.

Bronk clipped him on the side of the head, non too gently.  “Watch 
were your going ass-hole.  Clean this mess up quick and then get out 
back.  Get Claudia on for her next set, and their better not be any 
trouble this time.” he growled in Kim’s ear, cruelly twisting the 
smaller boys arm.

The two girls had stopped to watch this scene.  The one with the 
black hair and serious demeanor looked like she wanted to say 
something about Bronk’s nasty behavior to the obviously smaller and 
weaker boy.

Bronk leered at them, unsure if they were young thrill seekers, or 
high class hookers.  Either way he wanted to make another buck.  If 
they were lookee-loo’s he’d make sure they got lots of expensive 
drinks made of cheap booze.  If they were new street talent he’d 
make sure he got his cut.  No whore worked out of his place without 
giving him twenty percent.  “Can I help you ladies?” he asked with 
smarmy concern, shoving Kim to his work.  His eyes glinted 
dangerously and his large muscular body seemed to swell up to even 
more threatening proportions.

The pale girl with the black hair just snorted and strode to a deserted 
corner table.  The strange salt and pepper haired girl looked Bronk 
right in the eye and didn’t blink an eyelash.  “If your the owner, we 
might want to talk later.  My friend and I are looking for someone 
who may have worked here once.  We’re going to watch the show 
for awhile.  Why don’t you drop by our table later and we can talk.”  
Glaring at Bronk she let him know that she didn’t want to deal with 
him.  For some reason he couldn’t fathom, she wasn’t afraid of him 
either.  “Whatever you can tell us, I’m sure we can make it worth 
your while.” she said.  Turning she walked over to sit with her friend.

Bronk tipped his head in agreement to the girls words, and dismissed 
them.  Inside he had already decided he knew this bitch’s story.  
Lesbian Cunt!  Marches in here with her new honey and expects him 
to give her the low down on some bitch she was probably sweet on 
and lost track of.  Well he would tell her whatever he wanted to, lie, 
if it looked like he needed to, and screw her out of a couple hundred.  
If she didn’t like it, fuck her.  If it looked like she was here by herself 
with no one the wiser he might just have Lou slip them both a 
Mickey.  Soulsister Sue was always looking for fresh talent in her 
cunt houses.  If she kept some of her girls pumped full of heroin and 
handcuffed to the beds, it wasn’t any of his concern.  Looking 
towards where Kim was finally putting the bucket and mop away and 
heading towards the back he smiled evilly.  * Yeah I got my own little 
business to run, and that little shit better not get any ideas or I’ll start 
using the cattle prod on him again. *

Walking over to the DJ’s station he took a position where he could 
watch the main stage and the three spot light polls.  The crowd was 
okay.  Sarah was shaking her stuff in front of some Japanese 
businessmen on the big stage.  Collecting her one’s and five’s and 
letting the morons cop a feel now and then to keep the money 
coming.  Sarah was one of his best dancers and had a nice set of tits 
but she wasn’t his major draw.  Ria, Marcita and Joanne were 
working spot light poles between sets.  Mostly for atmosphere but it 
also pulled in a few bucks, most of which went in his pocket.  Shelley 
was giving some fat fuck a lap dance and doing a reasonable if 
disinterested job in getting his rocks off.  Alice and Christy were 
serving drinks.  Lou was working the bar all smiles, and fingers so 
light that Bronk usually checked the till twice during a shift.  Bronk 
shifted his butt uncomfortably on his stool.  Reviewing his troops 
always made him feel important and powerful.  They only ones he 
couldn’t see were Courtney, who had just finished her set and better 
be getting her black ass out to one of the poles,  that stupid little 
fucker, Kim, and his newest star Claudia.  He kept all his employees 
firmly under his cruel thumb and wasn’t afraid of beating sense into 
any one that didn’t like his management style.

The blaring dance-mix rendition of ‘Old time Rock and Roll’ finally 
ground to a halt.  Sarah collected a few more bills, waved to her fans 
and got her naked butt off the stage to a smattering of applause and 
wolf whistles.  Bronk caught sight of Claudia behind the curtains 
standing nervously in her expensive costume.

* That stupid cunt better not fuck this up again * he thought angrily.  
Just looking at her aroused him and drove him nearly insane with 
rage.  She just had that affect on him.  She got butterflies about 
dancing nude.  Claimed she hated it and had even bolted off stage 
once or twice.  He was reasonably sure that his last session with her 
had insured that she feared displeasing him more than shaking her 
naked ass and strutting around on high heels.

Flicking on the microphone he queued up Claudia’s music and over 
the opening bars he introduced her.  After all, she was his star.  
“Welcome once again everyone to Teasers, where we bring you the 
very best in adult entertainment.  I want you to put your hands 
together and give a big Teasers welcome to our latest and greatest 
stripping celebrity impersonator, Miss CLAUDIA S.!!!!”.  The stereo 
system kicked in with “You Can Leave Your Hat On” and Claudia 
stepped out into the spotlights.  The crowd applauded and cheered in 
both amazement and pleasure.  Here was his money maker!  Claudia 
began her set.  She was a fantasy, a wet dream come true.  She 
looked just like the real super model.  People were actually sitting 
forward in their seats trying to sea some difference in her lips or eyes.  
That was the real kicker there wasn’t one.

Claudia strode forward trying to carry the act.  She was wearing a 
white Stetson, white thigh high leather boots, three inch heels, and a 
long white mink coat wrapped around her.  She strode down the 
stage like a Paris runway.  Stopping occasionally she smiled at some 
smuck in the audience and did a model spin.  Joe Cocker’s gravely 
voice and the heavy bass line seeming to give extra bounce to her 
steps.  When she had made a complete circuit of the stage she made 
as if to leave.  When she got back to the curtain though she stopped.  
Looking at Bronk angry visage out of the corner of her eye, Claudia 
shuddered in weariness and disgust and went on with her act.  She 
hated being forced to do it.  At the same time she took a secret thrill 
in the control she took over the men in the audience with her sexy 
body.

Standing with her back to the audience she began to bump and grind 
a bit.  Slowly she reached forward and unbuttoned the coat.  On the 
beat to the chorus she let it fall and quickly turned and strutted back 
out to the front of the stage.  The room went wild.  Dancing 
erotically in her thigh boots, G-String and cowboy hat; she shook her 
slim perfect body in the stunned faces of the drunken customers.  Her 
bare breasts were perfect, firm and bounced delightfully.  Her nipples 
and aereoles were both erect and looked deliciously suckable.  Her 
hair, makeup, eyebrows and lips made her look like she had just 
stepped off a Cosmo cover.  Her body was slim, muscular and tight, 
without a single stretch mark or blemish.  Her ass was so firm and 
taut, you could see the dimples as she moved.  Her G-string was 
pressed obscenely up into her pussy and it was obvious that she was 
shaved.  For five minutes Claudia worked the crowd into a lather.  
Bouncing up and down, blowing kisses, dancing the pole and finally 
stripping off the G-String and throwing it to Bronk.  He would sell it 
in a mini auction to whatever degenerate wanted to take it home to 
jerk off on or force his wife to wear.

As the music finally finished she was left in a white overhead spotlight 
with her feet wide, her head and hat tipped forward hiding her face 
and her right hand cupping her bare crotch.  Bronk said it looked like 
she was the worlds sexiest gunfighter getting ready to draw an 
invisible gun right out of her pussy.  For just a second after the music 
stopped there was silence.  Just as Bronk and the girls had taught her 
she tipped her head enough to let one eye make contact with the 
leering faces.  She flashed the million dollar smile; and even as the 
customers began to hoot, cheer and holler she beat a dignified retreat 
back behind the curtain.  

She saw Bronk hanging up the white silk offering bag that he only 
used for her performances.  He claimed she was an artist and didn’t 
need to be groped for the five’s and ten’s that immediately were 
being stuffed into it.  She worried that he was actually jealous of 
anyone else getting close to her.  Their relationship was becoming 
more and more one sided with him dominating her every move.  She 
sighed from behind the curtain as she made her way back to her 
dressing room.  She would have four more ten minute sets tonight 
and easily bring in a thousand dollars or more.  She wouldn’t see a 
cent of that money and if she brought it up to Bronk again he might 
beat her like he had last time.  Staring at her makeup mirror with the 
collection of pictures of the real Claudia Schiffert, she hoped that 
something would change soon.



“What I don’t understand is why anyone would come back twice” 
Sabrina said to Olivia as she sipped her water.  “What can the guys 
get out of it, except horny and frustrated?  By the way can I have 
drink?  I need something to dull the music.”

“Let’s stick to water for the present.  I don’t trust the bartender not 
to slip us something.  The Manager has been eyeing us like sides of 
beef since we walked in and he looks like the kind of S.O.B. who 
wouldn’t mind putting us in a world of hurt.  Besides it might dull 
your power and I want us both sharp” Liv replied while casually 
keeping an eye on the still riled up men.  All four of the other dancers 
on the floor were doing lap dances.  ‘Claudia’ had really stirred the 
fantasies of these men.  From the shadowed activity in one corner she 
could guess that one of the dancers had been talked into giving a 
blow job.  * I hope she has some good mouthwash * was all Olivia 
could think.

“So Love, where’s our little mutant in this mess?” Bree asked while 
scanning the crowd.  She didn’t want to admit it but the stripper that 
had just been up had been a sexy little thing.  The resemblance was 
remarkable.  You could do amazing things with cosmetics now a 
days.  Since she had gotten her powers she had fantasized about 
making Lesbian love slaves out of quite a few celebrities but she 
understood that with celebrity came exposure and exposure of her 
and her true nature could be bad for her health.

“Did ‘Miss Claudia S.’ give you a set of hot pants dear?” Olivia asked 
without answering Sabrina’s question.  She moved closer to Bree and 
began talking in a more conspiratorial tone.  It wasn’t fair but she had 
kept most of the details of this first mutant they were pursuing to 
herself.  She thought that Bree might enjoy the surprise.

“You know me to well.  Let’s just say I wouldn’t kick her out of my 
bed until she’d shown me all her best poses and moves.” Sabrina 
laughed.

“How about the boy the manager was rough housing when we can in, 
did he get you going too?” Olivia asked with a peculiar lilt to her 
voice.

“What the baby faced grunge reject with the scarecrow body and 
stringy hair?  I felt bad for him.  Why?  Is he going to lead us to our 
mutant?” she asked.

“In a way., both Claudia and the boy are who we are here to see.  If 
my investigators were right about the evidence they’ve found and the 
strange stories they passed on to me than we should have our proof 
very shortly.”  Catching sight of the manager working his way 
towards them she whispered to Sabrina to watch herself, “Here 
comes the ass-hole in charge”.

“Enjoying the show ladies” Bronk said and smiled his best ‘I’m your 
buddy smile’. He immediately noticed that they were drinking water 
and his smile wavered a bit.  * These bitches better not be Vice or 
something * he thought.  He had already paid the right people to keep 
the police from taking an interest in his business.

“Here.” Olivia said handing Bronk a hundred dollar bill.  “That’s for 
that last girl that performed.... Claudia... would you make sure she 
gets that?”

Bronk smiled and tucked the money away with assurances that 
Claudia would be very happy to accept their gift.  

“I think I mentioned that we were looking for someone.  My name is 
Olivia and this is my friend Sabrina.”  Bronk grunted a greeting.  
“Names Bronk Dollson, I run the place.”.  He was doing his best to 
guess if he should be asking for hundreds or thousands before 
reluctantly telling them whatever cockeyed story he cooked up for 
them.  The black haired girl was talking again and he felt strangely 
interested in what she had to say.  “I was just telling Bree how your 
establishment has been picking up a lot more business in the last four 
months.  Your line of celebrity strippers have been really popular.  I 
heard you have had look alikes for Pamela Anderson, Stephanie 
Seymour, Shania Twain.  I even heard that you had one very talented 
look alike who made herself up to be Courtney Cox, Lisa Kudrow 
and Jennifer Aniston all in one evening.

“Yeah so.........I got a lot of contacts.  These girls are just passing 
through and once they do their bit for awhile they move on.  Nature 
of the business.  What’s it to you?” Bronk asked.  It was getting hard 
to concentrate.  He didn’t like this slit asking questions and knowing 
so much about his place.  It didn’t sit right.  At the same time she had 
such a nice relaxing voice.  It was like smooth whiskey dulling his 
senses and wrapping around his mind.  He would listen a bit more, 
but she better watch her step.  He wasn’t going to let some cunt and 
her honey hole fuck with his sweet setup.  If it looked like she knew 
too much he might just have to arrange for them both to have an 
accident.  Shit happens!

Sabrina watched Olivia bring the brain dead manager under her 
control.  It would have been easier for her to Template him.  In their 
whispered conversation though Olivia had insisted that she bring him 
down.  She wasn’t sure but she might need to punish Mr. Dollson 
later if some of what she suspected was true.  Punishing a templated 
Bronk would be too much like hurting Sabrina, so Liv had decided to 
try to ‘convince’ him to help them instead.  It was obvious to Sabrina 
from the sweat on Liv’s brow that she was straining to convince this 
pea brained behemoth.  She was talking to the man much quicker 
now, in that sing song voice that could change even the most brilliant 
mind to follow her lead.  If he had half a brain, things would have 
been easier.  The stupid  were always tougher for Liv to work with.  
Her voice worked to relax and hypnotize them but logic and sense 
didn’t seem to have any impact on the unintelligent and 
unimaginative’s stubbornly held beliefs.  

“...And you will help us with our search.  and you will be totally 
honest with us, and you understand now why it is to your advantage 
to do whatever we say.  It will mean untold riches for you.  I can 
show you ways to make millions and never get caught and all you 
have to do is let us talk to Kim and not interfere with us in any way.” 
Olivia was nearly speaking directly into Bronk’s ear.  The man was a 
dinosaur.  She had never had to work so hard to Convince anyone 
before.  Even now as he was slowly nodding his head in agreement to 
her commands and orders she could feel the ugly animalistic and 
instinctive part of him still fighting her.  Bronk was an instinctual 
man.  He didn’t reason and think out why he did things.  He just did 
them.  Right now he didn’t want to let Liv anywhere near his meal 
ticket.  Slowly her breathy words and calming voice had brought him 
around to thinking that it would be okay.  He didn’t trust her 
promises, but if she could deliver on showing him how to make 
millions he was willing to cooperate.

Sabrina turned to Liv, she kept one eye on the muscular foul smelling 
Bronk, “Do you think we can trust this one Love?”

“I think Mr. Dollson will help us now.” Liv said for Bronk’s benefit.  
Inside she wasn’t as positive that everything she had tried to convince 
him of had taken.  She whispered in Bree’s ear, “Flash scan him, but 
no template unless he looks like he’s going to do something 
dangerous”.

Bree gathered a small nugget of her identity and tossed it at the 
hulking man still waiting at the table across from her.  The small bead 
hit Bronk and she immediately reeled it back in.  Sorting through the 
man’s ugly thoughts she almost gasped in disgust and surprise!  * I 
will help these two.  I will get lots of money.  I want to rape them 
both, but I won’t because I want the money and all I have to do is let 
them talk to Kim and not interfere with them *  With these thoughts 
came a mish-mash of images of how Bronk saw the world and what 
was in his recent memory.  Images of him twisting and nearly 
breaking Sarah’s arm for being late;  images of every dirty mean thing 
he thought about doing to others.  An image that was the strongest in 
his mind was of him finding Kim in a back alley, where he had been 
beaten and discarded by a Biker gang that had kidnapped and been 
abusing him for weeks.  The kicker was the mental image of Kim 
when Bronk had found him.  Kim had been a pretty straw haired girl 
with cuts and bruises all over her body, including her bare breasts and 
crotch.  Bronk had brought her to Teasers and seen her morph into a 
him.

“I know who our mutant is now and I know at least part of his/her 
power is.” Bree gave Olivia a look that said she should have told her 
to begin with.  * Damn a body morpher that can change their 
appearance and body to be male or female *.  Leaning in she 
whispered the rest to Liv “he’s under Babe, but don’t turn your back, 
he could turn on you and he is one sick mean S.O.B.”

Bronk wasn’t happy.  He had been convinced by Sabrina’s arguments 
to help, not interfere and do what he was told, but he didn’t like the 
fact that without him even telling them anything they already knew 
about Kim being a mutant.  He still wanted to help them so he could 
get rich, but he was going to look for opportunities to take back 
control of the situation.

“Mr. Dollson, Bronk?  Could you get Kim to come over here?  By 
the way what is his real name, or is he a she?  Do you know any of 
his background?” Olivia asked.

“It’s Kim... Kim Norse.  As far as I know he was born a boy.  He left 
home in Oklahoma when his step-dad beat the shit out of him and his 
Mom once too often.  By the time he decided to go home, his Step-
Daddy had beaten the mother to death and went to prison for it.  He 
went to see him at the Pen, but some weird shit happened he won’t 
talk about.  He hit the road then at fifteen.  He bummed around a 
couple years doing his thing, changing his looks to whatever seemed 
to be safest at the moment.  I found him after he had been drugged 
and kidnapped into a Biker gang while he was working as a waitress 
somewhere.  They used him as a gang piece for a while and then 
threw him away.  I found her in an alley where they’d dumped her.  I 
brought her here and caught her transforming into a boy and saw the 
possibilities.  With a little strong arm, I’ve made him stay here and do 
my celebrity slut bit.”  The compulsion to be totally honest kept 
Bronk from hiding the skummier parts of his actions in the poor boys 
story.

“There he is now.” Bronk finally said seeing the youth quickly slip 
back onto the club floor from the dressing room area.  “KIM” he 
roared “get your prissy little ass over here!”.

“Listen you bastard” Sabrina began angrily “you either shut your yap 
or I’m going to have you up on the stage jerking off for the crowds 
enjoyment” her eyes were flashing and she was on the edge of 
Templating this bastard just to hurt him as he had hurt this youth.  
She knew she was a user just like Bronk, but at least she didn’t go 
out of her way to hurt others.  This sadistic shit felt no remorse for 
what he had done.

Bronk stared with shock and fury at the fiery young girl.  He almost 
smacked her, but held himself back at the last moment.  For some 
reason he knew she wasn’t lying.  If she wanted him to go beat his 
meat on the stage, she could do it.  This just made him madder about 
what he had agreed he should do.  Maybe he didn’t have to do 
everything Olivia had convinced him was right.  He hated being told 
things anyway.  He knew what he should do!  No smart dyke needed 
to tell him things.  He sat and fumed with his lips pressed together 
and his hands flexing like he wanted to strangle something.

* Fuck this doesn’t look good for me. * Kim thought as he strolled 
toward Bronk and the two young girls from earlier.  * Jeez.  I 
thought I did Claudia really well tonight.  I hope Bronk hasn’t 
decided to start hooking me like he does the other girls.... and with 
two women no less!  Fuck fuck fuck *.  Pushing his hair out of his 
eyes he hesitantly got within reach of Bronk’s powerful hands.  Kim 
never knew when those hands would become fists.  He could make 
the bruises disappear by changing his body but the pain down in his 
bruised bones didn’t fade without a full body change.  Kim glanced 
hesitantly around the table unsure what he was supposed to do.  For 
some reason Bronk was sitting angrily with his mouth closed and 
wouldn’t even look at him.

“Good evening Kim.  My name is Olivia Yuan and this is my friend 
Sabrina Killabrough.  Won’t you sit with us for a second?  We’d like 
to talk to you.” Olivia smiled at the young man.  * I keep thinking of 
him as a girl at the same time I know he is a boy.  This is confusing! * 
she thought as Kim reluctantly took the seat beside Sabrina and 
across from her.

Plopping down in the seat and rocking backwards Kim tried to gauge 
the emotions and intents of these three.  Bronk was easy.  He was 
pissed about something, as usual.  At the same time he seemed to be 
going along with whatever the program was.  Like a coiled spring 
though, he seemed ready to explode.  The dark haired girl, Olivia? 
was looking at him intently and with what looked like a friendly 
smile.  The other girl , was smiling, but seemed to be waiting for him 
to sprout wings or something.  She kept looking at him and then 
away and then back again almost as if she expected him to have 
changed or disappeared or something.  A few things clicked into 
place and Kim began to worry that maybe Bronk, for whatever 
reason, had broken his promise and told these two women what he 
could do.

His worst fears were quickly confirmed.  Olivia caught his eye and 
began to talk in a gentle and soothing voice.  “Listen Kim, we need to 
talk.  Sabrina and I know a little about you.  We know what Mr. 
Dollson has been having you do with your special talent.”

“Oh shit”.  Kim mouthed.  He had been hiding his mutancy for so 
long.  It was bad enough what Bronk forced him to do with it.  He 
knew this day would come though.  It was time to split.  Bracing his 
feet against the floor he prepared himself mentally to use the other 
aspect of his power.  It would mean being on the run again.  It would 
mean Bronk would have him hunted down and killed eventually, but 
he didn’t see any other way out.

Both Sabrina and Olivia were aware of the change in Kim’s body 
language.  Olivia could see he was getting ready to attack or run.  
She feared what form his attack might take so she began talking very 
fast and focusing her power on Kim.  Working as quickly as she 
could she tried to let her voice hypnotize the young man and her 
words convince him that he could trust Sabrina and Olivia.  She 
didn’t want his obedience for now she would settle for a modicum of 
trust and an opportunity to plead their case.

She could see that Kim was allowing himself to accept her arguments.  
He lost the look of a cornered animal.  For just a moment he got the 
dreamy drugged look common to people she convinced.  This quickly 
disappeared and he was soon nodding his head in agreement with her 
arguments not from blind acceptance but from reasoned 
understanding.

“I have to ask you something Kim.  Do you want to stay here with 
Bronk?”  Olivia finally asked.  

Bronk seemed to shudder with conflicting desire.  They were talking 
about taking Kim away and not even asking what he wanted.  He 
owned that Freak!  His anger and uncertainty mounted.  Sabrina saw 
this and was poised to Template him if he got out of control.

Keeping a careful eye on Bronk, Olivia leaned towards him again and 
talked to him quietly for a number of minutes.  This calmed the angry 
man down and he was soon smiling and thinking of the money he was 
going to make when Olivia told him how.

Addressing the confused young man again she said “Don’t worry 
about Bronk.  I promise you that he is going to get what he deserves 
and that he won’t interfere if you decide to leave.  Now what do you 
want?”

“I just want to be left alone and be safe” Kim said sadly.  He hoped 
Bronk wasn’t going to break his nose again over this.

“One more question.  A moment ago you looked like you were going 
to do something and then make a run for it.  Were you going to 
change our sexes and then escape while were knocked out?” Olivia 
wanted desperately to know if she had correctly guessed the full 
extant of Kim’s powers.

“How did you??????????” Kim started to exclaim.

“I’ve read some classified reports about your step-dad.  It seems that 
after a visit from his step-son three years ago that he was suddenly 
the favorite boy at his prison.  It was another six months before he 
could commit suicide and it was found that he had all the sexual 
organs of a women despite the fact that he still had male features.  No 
one could explain what kind of drug treatment he could have taken to 
give himself a fully functioning vagina and breasts without having 
surgery.” Olivia told him.

“I hope that bastard suffered he....!!!  Shit you know everything.” 
Kim began to cry.  His whole lousy world was collapsing around him.

“Let’s go out to the car, we need more privacy” Sabrina suggested.

“Go!  No Kim can’t go!  Claudia’s got another show in thirty 
minutes!  I don’t want to do what you say!  I don’t care what you say 
you can give me!  You are all fucking freaks.”.  Bronk’s voice rose 
quickly from angry shout to a full bellow of rage.  The revelation that 
Kim could have changed him to a women at any time scared him 
shitless.  “The fucking mutant either does what I say or he dies, and if 
he ever....”.

Olivia caught Sabrina’s eyes.  “Take him” she mouthed.

Sabrina had been waiting for this.  She concentrated and formed a 
blindingly glowing image of herself and mentally tossed it at Bronk 
before he could get any more out of hand.  Too many heads were 
already turned in the direction of their table.  In mid-sentence he 
deflated into his chair.

Reaching out for Kim’s hand Olivia lead the way out of the club.  
Sabrina took the now docile and smiling Bronk’s hand and followed 
behind.  Bronk was very happy to hold Sabrina’s hand.  He wanted to 
do anything in his power to make the young woman happy.  He had 
the strange idea that he needed to punish himself for how bad he had 
been.  That was perfectly alright with him.  If Sabrina thought he had 
been bad then he would accept any punishment she gave him.

Olivia was giving Kim a quick update on her mutant Analysis powers 
and Bree’s power to Template others.  “The reason we came here 
was to ask you to join us.  We’re forming a team.  When we are all 
together we will be strong enough to protect ourselves from outside 
dangers.  I can’t promise you that you’ll be alone, but I will promise 
that I will do my best to insure that you are happy and safe.  When 
they reached their rental car she stopped.  Olivia’s analytic powers 
kicked in as she tried to decide what to do with Bronk.  After 
speeding through millions of possibilities and their possible 
ramifications she reached a possible solution.

Turning to Kim she said “Are you willing to join us?”

The silence stretched out as Kim tried to make a decision that would 
affect the remainder of his life.  He wanted to be anywhere but here.  
He had been avoiding his powers as much as possible for his entire 
life.  This young woman was offering him hope though.  Hope that he 
could do what he wanted.  Hope that he could make a difference.  
Hope, however slim, for safety, security and even a chance to belong.  
Not as a freak but as a respected contributor to a group of people, 
that were mutants like him.

Snapping his head down, caused his hair to swirl around his face and 
hide his eyes.  Slowly as if he was still Claudia he looked up and 
caught the concerned look in Olivia’s eyes.  “Yeah..... Yeah I’m with 
you” he said.



By 2 A.M. that next morning Olivia was exhausted.  Unlocking the 
door to their hotel room she quickly entered, locked the door, and 
collapsed in a chair.  She had never convinced so many people of so 
much in such a short period before.  She hoped Kim appreciated the 
effort.  Speaking of Kim, she wondered where Kim and Bree had 
gotten too.  When she had left the room two hours before with the 
new and improved Bronk; Bree and the boy had been quickly 
becoming best friends.  Like teenagers at a sleep over they had been 
gabbing and catching up on all the news.

From the bathroom came Bree’s throaty laugh and the sound of 
splashing water.

Opening the bathroom door, Liv found Kim and Bree in the tub up to 
their necks in sudsy bubbles.  Bree was sitting behind Kim and letting 
the younger man lean back and rest against her naked body.  Whoops 
not man... woman!  Even through the bubbles Olivia could see that 
Kim had gone back to being female.  Bree was idly stroking Kim’s 
breast and nipples and from the flushed and dreamy look in the young 
boy/girls eyes they had been doing more than just talking.  Olivia 
admired Kim’s current form.  It wasn’t Claudia Schiffert in fact it was 
quite normal.  Shoulder length, dirty blond hair, a narrow face that 
looked almost exactly like Kim’s male face but softer and feminized 
somehow.  A thin body with very little hips, average breasts,  and 
rather long shapely legs.  Kim had mentioned that he had a base 
female form that was just what he would have been if he had been 
born a girl and this seemed to be that form.

“Ladies!  I see that while I was working you were playing!”.

Sabrina wiggled around in the water and hugged Kim tightly.  “We 
have been getting to know one another Love.  I can’t wait till you see 
the amazing things that our little Kim here can do.  He... I mean 
She... gives bisexual a whole new meaning”.

Kim just smiled.  She was still worried about Bronk, and whether 
Olivia’s plan would work.  The last two hours of sexual 
experimentation with the horny and incredibly sexy Sabrina though, 
had opened her eyes to the possibility of a new and happier life.  She 
worried though that Olivia would be mad.  Not only for the fact that 
she had been making love to and cuddling with her girlfriend but also 
for what she had let Bree talk her into doing.

“I know what Kim can do Bree.  I was there when she morphed 
Bronk into Brittany.  Even with your template on him it took me a 
long time to fully convince him of his new identity.  Then I had to 
drive him back to Teasers; and convince Lou to go along with the 
change in ownership from Bronk to his sister.  We had to sign a lot of 
papers transferring ownership.  Later I’ll get a forger I’ve used before 
to provide Brittany with all the Identification papers she needs.  
Lastly I got all the girls together and helped them understand that 
there would be a change in management style.  Brittany will run 
Teasers a little differently than Bronk.  The girls will get a fair return 
on their tips.  No more beatings.  No more being forced into 
prostituting themselves.  From now on it will be their choice, with 
Lou and the bouncers backing them up.” Olivia said pleased with all 
that she had accomplished.  

“Brittany was already reacting to her new personality, before I left.  
She and Lou are going to be very close.  She insisted on blowing him 
to seal the transfer of ownership to her.  It really got her juices 
flowing.  He fucked her as a woman for the first time and then at her 
insistence he took her up the ass.  She still had cum on her face when 
she went to meet her new employees.  She stripped for them to show 
she didn’t feel like she was better than them.  She’s a not a beautiful 
woman but she seemed to love every second she could parade her big 
naked body around the club.”  Looking into Kim’s eyes she saw that 
the young girl was obviously pleased with the revenge that they had 
worked out together.  Speaking directly to Kim she tried to reassure 
her “Don’t you worry Hon, he will stay a woman.  He will remain 
convinced of his new identity.  He will never hit or hurt anyone ever 
again.  He is going to be a happy cock sucking, ass reamed, fuck 
bunny for the rest of his life.  I’ve never convinced anyone as hard as 
I convinced this Jerk!  He will never come out of this.”

Kim’s eyes filled with tears.  Blinking them away she looked up at 
Liv and whispered a thank-you.  She could put Bronk and his cruelty 
behind her now.  She owed both of these young women her life.

“Liv   ”  her quite little girls voice quavered with a touch of fear.  “I 
don’t know how to tell you this but .....”.

“Kim!  Don’t you tell her!” Sabrina cried out guessing what the 
young girl was worried about.  “It’s my surprise”.

Olivia sat down on the toilet seat and regarded the two.  Kim seemed 
scared she’d done something wrong and Bree looked like the cat that 
had swallowed the canary.  “I’m really tired girls” she yawned to 
emphasize he weariness “what’s the surprise”.

Sabrina levered her arms on to the sides of the tub and then slowly 
stood up.

Disbelief made Olivia doubt her eyes for just a second.  Bree had a 
COCK.  A big fat hard cock.  Water and soap were dripping off it.  
Sabrina was walking towards her and Liv’s eyes bounced in time with 
the fat plum shaped tip.  Bree stroked her prick with one hand and 
her tits with the other.  She smiled with joy at the bemused and 
aroused look on her lovers face.  Liv was mesmerized by her big dick.

“Oh my fucking Christ Bree what did you????.......” Liv started to 
say.

“Shhh  don’t worry Love it’s not permanent and it doesn’t hurt.  In 
fact it feels really good.” Bree spoke in her own mildly hypnotic tone.  
“Why don’t you kiss it and see if you can make it feel even better?” 
she suggested.

With her mouth already open in an ‘O’ of surprise Olivia didn’t even 
have to change her expression as Bree pressed the wet cock tip 
between her lips and into her mouth.  Her hands seemed to come up 
of their own accord and begin to lovingly stroke and rub the veiny 
stalk.  Her tongue and lips began to suck and stroke the clean meaty 
pole.  Olivia felt her own pussy begin to moisten and shudder as she 
closed her eyes and gave head to her girl friend.  Sabrina’s moans of 
pleasure were music to her ears.

Later she got on her knees and lowered her cunt onto Kim’s mouth 
while continuing to lick and suck, the kneeling Bree’s new prick.  She 
had just come for the second time on the tongue driving so 
deliciously into her quim when Bree filled her mouth with salty cum.  
Her surprise over this was bathed and intensified by the sounds of the 
girl she loved screaming out her first male orgasm.  Olivia pulled Kim 
up to her face and they shared the erotic taste of the sexy girls sperm 
back and forth between their mouth’s.  Kim, without any qualms 
about combination or sex of sexual partners, managed to wind her 
body around and lick and suck Bree back to erection very quickly.  

The night deteriorated into a joyous orgy with Bree fucking Liv and 
sucking Kim.  Then Kim became male again, changed Sabrina back to 
normal and fucked both girls to orgasm multiple times.  Olivia tried 
being totally male for a few hours and although Bree and Kim both 
claimed she was a wonderful male lover, she didn’t think it was for 
her.  

When Kim took on the form of big titted female with an enormous fat 
banana dick, and wet cunt, both girls cried out “TWINKIE” and 
decided that would be Kim’s code name from now on.  Kim claimed 
the honor of naming the other two young woman.

Kneeling before the naked Sabrina, Kim delicately pressed his puffy 
feminine lips against her pussy and licked her clit.  Sitting back till 
Sabrina could see his erect nipples and cock, he proclaimed in a 
solemn voice.  “I name thee ‘Empress’  the queen of all she surveys, 
whom none may disobey”.

Shifting over to Olivia he repeated the kiss and said “I name thee 
‘Analyst’ planner and advisor extraordinaire, whose wisdom will 
guide and protect us all.

Slowly Kim let his body return to its normal male form.  Gesturing to 
the bed on either side of him he hesitantly indicated that the two 
women lay down.  “Come to bed guys there will be plenty of time to 
discover more about each other tomorrow.”

With a smile Sabrina collapsed to Kim’s left and gave him a small kiss 
on his cheek before snuggling into the blankets, closing her eyes, and 
drifting off.

Olivia climbed into the bed.  Taking the young boys head into her 
hands she let her power flow into her voice and said “I will do my 
best for us, and we will be very happy together”.  Then she too kissed 
their new friend good night and but her head down to sleep.  

* Liv will do her best for us...... We will be so happy * were the last 
things that Kim thought before he too fell asleep.  He was so glad he 
had joined them!

To be continued::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::