From impala@erols.com Sat Apr 05 08:26:25 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-pull.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!feed1.news.erols.com!news From: "Impala" <impala@erols.com> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.tg Subject: REPOST THE LAMP Date: 5 Apr 1997 13:26:25 GMT Organization: Erol's Internet Services Lines: 2592 Message-ID: <01bc41c5$87adac40$1d0960cf@impala.erols.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: lxp-as1s29.erols.com Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="----=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Received-On: 5 Apr 1997 13:26:25 GMT X-Newsreader: Microsoft Internet News 4.70.1155 This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp A TS Fantasy Part 1 No one new the events leading up to the life that was about to unfold, = not even Alan, but time was short, and destiny was at hand. It was a beautiful Winter day, the sun was shining and people were = getting out of bed to start their day off in one way or another. Alan = was at home with his wife of 10 years and daughter of three. Being = Saturday he was able to sleep in and recoup from the week of work, = however, he didn't know that the weekend would have a turn of events = that would change his life. Upon rising the couple started every weekend like the last. A phone = call to family, breakfast at the table, and the drive to the department = store to purchase the basics of life. Life was the same this week as = the last, no changes for any of them. But Alan had a secret life inside = him that his wife knew little of, a life which was going to be opened to = him today. As they left their home Alan took an unusual path to the store that lead = him down small side streets. Along the old street were tattered = buildings dating back to the 30's. Some were homes converted into small = shops, others were brick structures with hand painted signs on the = outside. One in particular captured Alan's attention, a small wood built = home with an "Antique" sign in the living room window. Slowing the = car down to a crawl they paid closer attention to the little shop and = all it's quaint cornerstones. Parking was poor, and the only spot = available was in what use to be the carport on the east side. The car = came to a quiet stop, the shift lever put in park and the keys turned = off every so softly. They looked through the front window trying to = see signs of life inside. Darkness was all Alan could see, yet, it = called to him to enter and explore the unknown. =20 Alan looked at his wife and said "Honey, do you mind? Looks interesting = to me and I've never seen this shop before." Examining the entrance she said " Go ahead, we'll wait here unless you = want us to come in. Do you?" "No, it's OK, I'll just be a minute" he said with a grin. Walking up the cobble stone path from the car was like walking back in = time. The age on the stones showed under each step of his size 12 shoe. = Approaching the front door his feet raised up to ascend the three = concrete stairs connecting to the entrance way. Up each step, one at a = time. A strange feeling came about in Alan's stomach which grew with = the elevation at which each step was taken. Reaching the door he saw = the wood crafter's beautiful art work covered by old and flaking paint. = Pushing in the door opened with a low groan and showed a dark and = cluttered room. As he entered his eyes little by little adjusted to the = dim light. Alan stepped towards the center of the room, all around him = were shelves filled with quaint articles of various sizes and shapes. A = hand carved owl, a cat of stone, a bronze sword, and in the corner an = old oil lamp. "May I help you young man?" A voice cried out from a dark corner. "Uh, well, just looking, thanks." He said with a flutter in his voice. The sensation of movement around him became strong as Alan stood = quietly. Suddenly, a figure sat up from a chair behind a counter, it = was an old man of short statue. Silence filled the room, and for one = brief moment a cold wind swept around Alan. The old man suffed his feet over the solid wood floor as he walked = around the counter to greet his morning customer. "You look as if you know what you want but have not found it yet" said = the old man. Alan took a breath and said, "I'm not sure what I'm looking for, but I = see a lot of things of interest here. What about this owl?" "Special it is, the only one of it's kind. It is said that at night = when it is perched on a window's ledge it has the power to see all = enemies and protect you from them."=20 Alan looked at the old man, and without hesitation said, "OK, what about = this cat?" Taking the cat in hand the old man explained, "Cat of day, prey of = night, this one does stalk the lower forms of life. The cat is = independent and strong. Owning this will bring your inner most = abilities to light allowing you to stand on your own in the face of all = who would try to prey on you." "This is getting weird!" Alan thought to himself. "What about the = sword, does it fight off bad breath?" Taking the sword in hand the old man said, "Joke as you may at things = you don't know, but understanding this it will show. The sword of Kings = is but the same as a peasant's, and it will guard your home from evil in = your presents." "All right, what about the lamp? Wait! Don't tell me, I get three = wishes, right? He said with a laugh. "True enough, your deepest desire, but wish not for it for you're = playing with fire."=20 The old man turned and walked towards the shelf where the Lamp did lay. = Picking it up, a dull glow of blue fell over the object. Alan moved = every so slowly in the same direction only to find himself drawn closer = and closer to the old antique in the patron's hands. =20 Alan looked at the lamp and said, "Looks interesting, how much?" "For you the dollar amount is small, but payment can be high if you = don't know it all." "Know what? I am interested, but you keep speaking with a Hocus Pocus = kind of tone. How about I just buy it and let you go back to your = chair." The merchant went to the counter with the lamp in hand. Opening up a = draw with a cash box inside he requested $10 for the brass object. Alan = handed over the ten without hesitation, and with great speed headed out = the door to his family waiting in their car. "Find anything interesting honey?" Said his wife. "Ya, well, lots of strange and different goodies. It was dark and dirty = in there, and this old man, he, he was I guess as old as most of his = merchandise. I did buy this old brass lamp. I'll tell you what = happened later, so let's just go to the mall, OK?=20 The rest of the day was uneventful. Normal household honey-do's and = projects filled the afternoon. At night when the little girl laid = asleep in her bed the couple snuggled together in the couch with cold = drinks in hand and a large tin of popcorn to watch a good movie on TV. =20 Alan picked up the lamp and examined it closely. There was writing on = the sides, but he could not read the language. Showing it to his wife = she too tried to decipher the inscriptions but had no luck. =20 "Why did you buy this Alan?" said his wife. "I don't really know, I just felt like I was suppose to." Late night came and the couple settled into bed to relax under the = covers with a good night's sleep. However, sometime in the blackness of = night Alan woke up. Finding himself drawn to the living room he saw in = his amazement the lamp that he purchased glowing on the coffee table. = Not sure what to do he moved forward, inch by inch until he was able to = pick it up and hold it ever so close to his body. He froze, not able = to move anything but his eyes. The blue glow began to grow and cover = his hands. =20 "What's happening to me? Why can't I move, I feel so warm and funny." = He cried out in his mind. The glow grew around his waist, then up to his head and down his legs = until he was completely covered and unable to make a move or sound. = Then, without warning the lamp did shake and at it's spout a stream of = smoke did rise in front of him. Watching in horror, unable to move, = Alan saw the outline of a face appear in the white-gray smoke. End Part 1 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp2.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp2.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp2.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp A TS Fantasy Part 2 As the face took shape Alan found himself without the will to resist. = Then, in front of him, a pair of green eyes peered at him through the = thick smoke. Alan felt a sense of fear come over him, but had no will = to fight it. "He who holds the lamp has released me into service", said a voice. " I = am here to give thee what thou wishes in the deepest part of thy heart." "What is it talking about?" Alan thought, "I never could believe that = magic could be real, or is this one big illusion." "Now is your time, now you can see what you have wished for. The = reality of your very existence is at an end, yet, it is just beginning. = Time shall be what you wish of it, and life will take you in it's arms = for your pleasure." The voice went on, "I leave you and the ties of = which have bound me to be what you must be." Will little time to realize what was going on much less understand all = the voice said the blue light faded away from Alan's body and returned = to the lamp. Silently, the events grew cold and motionless. The lamp, = once full of life now laid cold and limp in his hands. "What the hell happened", he said to himself. "I didn't understand what = it meant. Wished for? Be what I must be? What the heck is going = on!!!!???!!!??" Alan sat down on the couch, not knowing how to take the events of the = evening. After several minutes of thought he decided that it must have = been a bad "Waking Dream" and walked into his bedroom where his wife = laid sleeping. Pulling up the covers he rested himself on the soft = mattress with the thoughts of his day's memories running through his = head. As he fell to sleep a chill came over him that sent shivers from = his toes to his neck. May be it was a little too chilly that night, so = he got up to turn up the heat. At that time he had only his Jockey = briefs on, little else was needed since he never wore men's pajamas. = Walking to the thermostat he felt a burning sensation on his legs, yet = at the same time they were cold. He turned on the hall light only to = find all his hair from the neck down was gone!=20 "What the. . . !, what is happening to me! If this is a joke it's a bad = one. What a strange feeling," Alan said. Alan ran to the bathroom to get into better light and examine himself. = As he stood in front of the mirror looking at himself the reality hit = like a ton of lead bricks. The was NO chest hair. There was NO leg = hair. Worst of all, there was no hair down THERE! From top to bottom = his body was smooth and silky like the face of an angel. What to do? = Didn't want to wake the wife, she might think him crazy with such a = story. What's the big deal anyway, so, no hair. So what! Things could = be worse, so he put his macho attitude in gear and went back to bed. =20 Of course, Alan couldn't sleep. More and more questions kept popping = into his mind. What was going on? Why no hair? Did the bit with the = lamp REALLY happen? Oh well, it was too late and night and he was too = tired to try and work it through. Sleep found it's time with him and = rest was a companion through the darkness of night. The morning came like any other day with the rising of the sun. The = couple didn't want to get out of bed too early, so they rested, her head = on his chest and his arm around her back. But wait, something didn't = feel just right. The wife's face felt a little funny on his chest, not = quite like always, but a little like a hungry feeling one gets when your = stomach cries out for food. Alan turned on his side so she would turn = as well, then shock filled his belly. His chest was no man's chest but = a woman's full pair of breasts. They must have been a D cup, or better. = As he laid on his side the weight of them fell to the sheets. The = large and erect nipples rubbed against the cloth under them sending = shivers down his sides to his pelvic area. =20 "Oh God! Now what?!" Alan blurted out loud. Alan's wife turned over to him, "What's wrong honey? What the Sam = hill.. . .. .! Alan, what has happened to you? You have, have = breasts!" "I know, I know. I have No idea what is going on. Look at me! Shoot, = I can't understand this, I don't have any idea how this happened." Alan = started to get hysterical. "Sit up, let me see what is going on," his wife replied. Alan, as embarrassed as he was, sat up in bed pulling down the covers to = expose a perfect set of female breasts sticking out over the quilt. The = skin was smooth, and the shap of each was perfect. The weight was also = undeniable, and difficult to become adjusted to right away. "My God! Is this a joke?" She said with a stern voice. "What are you = doing with breasts Alan?" "I don't know, I just woke up this way. Nadine, I'm scared. I don't = understand this, but can you help me. I need help!" Alan started to cry. Nadine tried to comfort him the best that she = could, but the enormous latitude of the event had left both of them = without answers, and knowing not what to do next. "Calm down, let me try to help", his wife said. "May I touch them? May = be I can see how real they are, and, well, hopefully it will give us = some answers.=20 "I guess so, they feel so weird and heavy. Yet, they feel soft and = good." She reached over and began to examine his breasts. It was easy how = scared he was, though he would not admit it. A strong tingle ran = through him causing him to close his eyes and relax. As she looked at = his breasts his head slowly fell back down on the king size pillow. = Alan was in awe, never had he felt anything like this before. The touch = of his wife's hand filled him with a strange wave of satisfaction that = gave him a fulfillment in ways he never experienced before. Even though = he was scared the touch from the one he loved most gave him a piece of = security, for the moment. "How does that feel?" she asked. He looked at her , " It sends tremors right through me. I've never = felt anything quite like it before. I've fantasized what it felt like = for you, but I never new it was like this. Am I right?" "Yes Alan, when you touch me it sends quakes through my body right down = to my love spot. I don't pretend to understand what has happened here, = but these breast seem to be as real as mine. You seem to feel the same = things I do. Am I right?" "All Right, I admit that I have fantasies of being a woman, but fantasy = and reality are two different things. Although I am enjoying this I = can't help but wonder what is going on." Alan reached up with both hands, cupping his large white breasts. They = were so huge and heavy, not at all what he thought they would feel like. They continued to examine each other, comparing notes. It must have = been an hour before the reality of the situation hit them both. How = could this have happened? What brought this on and why? Each question = brought up two more, there was no answer to find until Alan thought of = the Brass Lamp. "Nadine, the lamp!" =20 "What lamp Alan?" "The old brass lamp I bought yesterday, it's hexed, it has to be." Alan told the story to his wife, and to his amazement she believed him = with no questions asked. They tried again to rationalize his plight, = but with no luck could they see an answer. =20 Realizing the time Nadine got out of bed and dressed, she called a = friend for a favor to watch their daughter for a few hours while they = worked on the problem at hand. Alan stayed in the bedroom while his = wife and child drove away to the baby-sitter's home. As he waited he = stood in front of the bathroom mirror examining his body. Breasts and = no hair were all that he could see. Everything else looked the same, = except, "Oh God!" He screamed to himself, "My hands are getting smaller, = my feet too! Ouch, it hurts, feels like my bones are in a vice. No! = Got to get off my feet, NOW." He limped to the bed and sat right down. = Looking at his hands he saw they thin out and shrink even more. Alan's = feet also thinned out and shrank down to what looked like a woman's size = 9. All his nails grew, even his toes to a half inch length. Starting = at his finger tips his skin became a creamy translucid texture which = continued up his arms and down his chest to his legs, and down again to = his toes. The change of skin tone caused a cramping in his stomach that = pulled him into a fetal position. =20 "Help me, someone. . . I'm scared. . . . I'm so, so scared. I didn't = do anything to anyone, please help me. Nadine!" The cry for help = went unanswered, he just laid in bed with little strength left in him to = move. The breasts that he lifted an hour before were so heavy that they = kept him pinned down and unable to sit up. Just then his wife walked in the front door. "Alan, I'm back. Do you = need anything from the kitchen?" "Help me, Nadine, help. . . " The weak cry touched her ears and brought = her running to her husband. "Now what! Are you OK? What happened to . . . . Oh my. . . ., your = hands! Talk to me, Alan talk to me." ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp3.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp3.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp3.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp A TS Fantasy Part 3 (continued) "I'm OK, my whole body seems to be shrinking, my hands, my feet. It did = hurt a little, but I'm feeling better now." "What do you want me do to?" She started to cry out. "I'll call for = help, I'll dial 911" "NO, that's not going to do any good, don't do that, they can't help me = anyway. I feel I have to wait and see this thing through." No time passed from his last words when the blue glow returned on him. = First, his waist, then his hips and legs. Nadine laid next to him with = little more she could do other than give comfort in touch and voice, to = assure him that he was not alone. "It's back, isn't it! The blue glow. . ." "Yes Alan, I see it. What should I do?" She asked. " I don't k. . . . . . . , Ouch! A sharp pain in my stomach again, can't = move!" Nadine watched in horror as her man's waist started to shrink and his = hips started to widen out. All the fat of his body seemed to move to = different areas giving him a very new and feminine set of curves. After = what seemed forever his body finally relaxed, and a peace came over his = face ad the pain eased up. "What was that!" Alan screamed, " I can't move honey. My legs feel = like Jell-O, and my stomach feels like a punching bag that has gone five = rounds with a heavy weight boxer. Tell me, what has happened." Nadine cleared the tears from her eyes. Looking Alan over she put her = hand to his face and said, "Your legs are shorter, your hips are much = larger and you have a woman's tiny waist line. Except for your face and = privates you look like a woman. I don't know how else to explain it. = Alan, I'm scared!" "Me too honey, me too. . ."=20 A few minutes went by giving Alan the energy he needed to sit up on the = bed. When he did the look across his face was one of fright and = amazement. Little of his body could he feel since the last change, but = inside his mind he felt his feelings begining to amplify. The very way = he thought was changing. =20 Without warning the blue light covered his neck and head. His wife = yelled out "No! Not again! You can't do this to my husband, I won't let = you! Her words went unheard, and unanswered. What was left of the man she = knew thinned out and softened up. Hair began to flow down his neck to = the shoulders, then past to the back and beyond. Down the hair grew in = sections of waves and curls only to stop at the bottom of his newly = designed female bottom. The lashes grew, the eyebrows thinned and the = lips became fuller. As he tried to talk the pitch of his voice raised = until it was soft and high, the perfect female voice with a tone that = would bewitch the boldest of men. Poor Nadine could do nothing else, she was trapped as was her husband in = this web of magic. =20 Finally, the light moved down . His legs spread every so slightly = without his knowledge, and the glow became brighter than it had ever = been before. They both watch as the light did it's final work on the = last part of his body. With no hair to inhibit the transformation it = was a sight to see. Alan could feel the formation of tissue inside him, = changing and forming in a way never thought of. Just then a strange = and warm feeling came over him. No pain, and with full control of his = body, and a desire to make love so intense that he (she) could not = resist. Stronger, faster the pulsation in his body drew him into an = explosion of emotion that he knew not how to handle.=20 His wife watched as the man she married changed before her eyes. She = knew not how or why but the excitement of the moment swept her away, = leaving her worries far behind.. Deeper the feeling ran into his body = when a hard heat drew up in his stomach, bolting out in all directions = to exit from his head to his toes. His wife held his hands close to = her, trying to give her strength to him for help. The feeling was = unbelievable! Alan opened his eyes to see a sight of all sights, = himself as a woman. End part 3 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp4.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp4.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp4.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp A TS Fantasy Part 4 Laying in bed was all Alan could do. He, or should I say she, was so = tired that even rolling over was a strain. After a few minutes Nadine's = & Alan's heads stopped spinning, and reality came once again into focus. "Nadine", Alan said with a feminine voice, " What just happened? I feel = strange and different. It feels like I'm not me anymore. I feel like = someone else, and I don't quite understand why." "Alan, you're a, a, woman", she said with a stutter in her voice. "You = should see yourself, your face is so beautiful and your body is to die = for." Alan pulled himself out of the bed and slowly walked towards the bedroom = mirror. He stopped, and looked at his reflection. "It can't be" he muttered. "What a sight, never in my wildest dreams = would I think this could happen, to me of all people. To me!" Falling = to her knees Alan covered her face and wept. Nadine could do little but = offer comfort as she didn't know what else to do. The two sat on the bedroom floor holding each other, not sure what to = think or do. Alan peered into the mirror once more and saw not the man = he knew but the woman he was. With almond shaped eyes and long lashes = it was hard not to stare. Hair of a light brown flowed down both front = and back touching her well rounded hips. Her breasts were pronounced, = yet soft as they reached forward away from the sweet scent of Alan's = creamy skin. Hands of silk with long nails shaped to perfection = accented the striking features that were given her. It was magic, = nothing less, and they both knew where it came from but not the why. "Look at me, what am I to do?" Alan said. "Let's start with basics, now, why do you think this happened. You must = have an idea why." His wife looked on, waiting for a reply. "This is so hard for me, can't hide it any longer. I mean. . . ., well, = look at me. What I am now is what I have always wanted to be. Since I = was 9 I have fantasized about being a woman. I've worn women's cloths, = I've read TS magazines and seen a few She-Male movies. I really wanted = this, but now I'm not so sure. Our marriage, our daughter, my job, how = can I handle this in real life? In fantasy it's easy, you can always = escape to reality and go on, but this is different. I'm not sure what = to do, I'm so confused! "We both are", his wife replied while rubbing Alan's back , "You and I = have been given a great gift, one that few people have ever had, the = chance to explore your inner most dreams. For me I have the gift of = knowing you, the real you. For years I have been aware of your feminine = side and how you hide it, that has all changed. You can't hide it from = me now, and that's for the better. Being the rough and tough man wasn't = for you. I knew you had to mellow out at some time, just didn't think = it would take this to bring it about. We'll get through this together, = I love you, and what ever happens I love you, and will be with to the = end." Alan couldn't hold back the tears, she started balling like a baby. So = happy that her love for Alan has shown no boundaries, yet sad that it = took this to show him both their true feelings. =20 "I love you too dear", Alan said with a teary eye, "And this is not the = end, but a beginning for both of us. I know I've been a macho jerk, but = now I feel the female part of me, and it's strong now. The part of = love, understanding and compassion." "First things first, we can't have you run around in your birthday suit = can we, so let me see what will fit you. Since you shrank quite a bit I = think I'll measure you first." Taking out a sewing tape measurer they took all Alan's sizes down and = found them to be almost the same as his wife's. Standing at 5'-7" from = the original 6'-4", weighing 135 lb. compared to 250, and figure = measurements of 35-24-39 gave a whole new look to say the least. Nadine = was one inch shorter, but the dress sizes were right. Nadine gave Alan = a pair of French cut panties, a laced bra and a ribbon for her hair to = start. Alan gave a look at the underwear, "You don't expect me to wear those, = do you?" "One thing is for sure, your jockey underwear wont fit right now. Also, = you pants will be too short and your shirts too big. So don't argue = with me, we have to start somewhere." Putting them on seemed almost = natural for Alan, and the feeling of silk on her skin sent shivers up = her spine. Nadine help tie Alan's thick and beautiful hair back so it = wouldn't bother her when she moved. "OK, now that you're not running around naked let's work on the next = order of business, your name. It's hard enough at the moment to think = of you as my husband since you're female, but your name has to change to = fit your body. What do you think?" "What do I think?" Alan said, " I think we're moving too fast. I can't = catch my breath with everything that's going on much less think of a = name. I don't care, you choose for me. What ever you come up with will = be fine, after all, Alan doesn't exist anyway. Ha Ha ." "Let's keep it simple, how about Alina?" Alan sat back and thought, "Alina, sounds good to me. What the heck, = it's a name for a person who does not exist anyway." Alina and Nadine sat down in the living room, contemplating their next = step. Nadine called the baby-sitter and asked if their daughter could = stay the night. There was no problem with that, and with that news = there was one less item to worry about. Alina wasn't sure what to = think. After all she now had the body of a beautiful woman, a wish had = come true for her. Was it that simple though? =20 "What now?" Alina said. "Don't know about you, but I'm hungry. Let's go out and get something to = eat." "Out! Are you nuts? How can I go out like this, I don't know how to = dress or just be a woman much less go out and public and 'Act' like a = woman." Alina sat down and folded her arms. "Trust me, I feel this is the right thing to do. Anyway, what's the = harm is getting something to eat. I'm starving!!" Alina agreed with Nadine, going out for a late breakfast might just be a = good idea. Nadine helped Alina pick out the proper cloths for a cool = winter morning outing. It started out with a pair of natural colored = panty hose and a slip. Alina felt very excited to try on her wife's = clothing and jumped at the chance. Next came a long wool skirt that = went about three inches below the knees. The blouse was a light blue = fabric with long sleeves, and as she put them both on a feeling of pride = came over her. This was "Her" body, and it was what she had dreamt = about for thirty years. Nadine had Alina sit in front of her make up = mirror. She applied foundation, skin toner, and the basics before she = added the color to her eyes. Lip liner and lipstick were a little = strange for Alina since she had never had anything but chap stick on her = lips before. The basics were finished, and a pair of two inch tan = pumps would finish off her new look. Walking in heels seemed to come = natural to her, as she got up and moved across the room a certain type = of pride filled her as she was able to traverse the living room with a = pair of pumps on her feet. The feeling was topped by her hips swaying = back and forth like any other woman. She was beautiful, a Miss America = contender, so smart looking and sexy. Alina viewed her image in the = mirror and said. "I can't believe this, it's got to be a dream. I'm so = beautiful, and I'm scared to death to leave the house thinking that = someone will find out who I really am." "How could they?" Nadine asked. "You don't look anything like Alan, = you're Alina a beautiful woman who is going to lunch with your friend = Nadine. It's that simple." "You're right, I must be crazy but let's go." Out the door they went to Alina's (Alan's) car. They sat down and = decided to go to the local family restaurant for a bite to eat. When = they arrived the restaurant was full of people, a good test for both of = them. Entering through the front door they were greeted by two young = men holding the doors open for them to enter. "Thank you kind sir", Nadine said with a smile. "You are very welcome young lady", said the tall gentleman. Alina was too frightened to speak. How did she know for sure that her = voice was all female. She didn't want to say anything stupid or out of = character. This was such a strain on her as a new woman that she = thought that too much of anything would make her explode! Calm on the = outside, and shaking on the inside they both stood at the front waiting = to be escorted to their table. The hostess greeted the two ladies and = seated them almost immediately. As the lunch hour clicked by both the = girls talked about Alina's life as a man, and what it meant to be a = woman. Nadine explained that when Alina was a man Alan could take = control and have respect at any encounter since he was male. Now that = Alina is female she would have to learn to take a back seat to society's = construct of the male dominated life style. =20 "Why?" Alina asked. =20 "Because that's the way it is, and shall always be. This is a man's = world, and women can't hope to compete unless they have an edge that = others don't." "Let me tell you, I have that edge. Being a man has taught me many = things, but right now I feel in control for the first time in my life. = We will soon see who is running the show now, and I will not take a back = seat to anyone." "Strong words Alina, you just don't get it do you? It's not that = simple, the games we women play to keep from being stepped on are = complex. Please don't think that you can take on the world in a day. = Let's have a little reality check here." About that time the two young men who held the doors for them walked = over and introduced themselves. "Morning ladies, I'm Ron and this is my friend Brian. We were wondering = what two lovely women like yourselves were doing alone and if you both = would like to join us for some coffee and conversation?" =20 "Who were they trying to fool, "Alina thought as she stared off to the = side of the room. "I know that line! Used it a million times to pick = up on women. Well, it's not going to happen to me not today." But something kept Alina from saying no, instead she just sat there and = listened with some interested look about her face. Alina wasn't a woman = more than three hours and she already had her first pick up. He was = cute though, about 6'-1", blonde hair and hazel colored eyes. You could = tell he worked out, but was dressed down to be as simple as possible. = Alina seemed to like that, even though she had never had sexual desires = for a man she found herself intrigued by his presence. Brian was a = little shorter, but quite cute as well, longer hair than Ron's, brown = with a touch of gray. They both seemed nice and honest, the ladies = could sense these qualities in them. "Sure, your table or ours," Nadine stated. "How about ours, it's a booth and it's a little larger to fit all of = us," said Brian. The four of them joined up for a couple of hours worth of coffee and = talk. It was so natural for Alina, just sitting and talking to men like = she had been a woman all of her life. She couldn't quite understand why = she felt that way but her inner most feelings told her to be prepared = for the next step. Time flew by as the four enjoyed each other's company. Then Nadine = suggested to Alina that they go home and get ready for a night out. "Night out?" Alina thought to herself. "What night out, I'm not going = out, I'm not ready for this let alone a night out on the town." But she new Nadine could be very persuasive when she wanted to be, so = she didn't argue. "Wait," Ron rushed to Alina, "Would you like some company tonight as = well? I'm sure we could have a really good time together. How about = it. . . ." Alina's heart dropped. It wasn't as if becoming a woman wasn't enough. = That Lamp had to send a good looking man her way. That was it, the = Lamp was doing it to her, making her feel like a woman more and more as = time ticked by. =20 The girls talked and agreed that it would be fun, and an education to go = out with them. So they set a time and place to meet later that evening. = It was to be an evening to top all evenings, that much was sure. End Part 4 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp5.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp5.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp5.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp A TS Story Part 5 (Continued) Driving home Alina was quiet, too quiet. Nadine leaned over and said. "Penny for your thoughts Alina." "What?" Alina said with a confused look. "Penny? Oh, sorry, I was just = thinking." "Thinking?" She asked. "Ya, I can't believe I agreed to go out on a date with a man. ME with a = MAN! Why am I acting like this, so woman like. Do you have any answers = for me ? "May be that this is what you have always wanted, and the woman in you = has been released above the man to be the person she really is. My = guess is that you have always been this way and it took this to bring it = out in you." Alina looked down, and took a breath to say, "Man, woman, what does it = make me right now. I was a man, now I am a woman. I had a man's drives = and wants, now I have a woman's desires and feelings. It's almost too = much to take in , I do want this but I'm not sure of anything right now = and that's what has me really scared." Driving towards home the girls took each other's hands and knew that = they were there for each other. Even with the support Nadine was giving = she too had doubts and problems relating to the transition that had = taken place. However, she couldn't let Alina know as it would crack the = thin ice she was already standing on. True friendship, true love, these = things were Nadine's gifts to Alina. When they returned home the girls went straight to the bathroom to = shower and get ready for the night. Nadine showed Alina the finer = points of makeup and how to tend to the female body. Nadine chose for = Alina a beautiful dark blue evening dress that was down past her knees. = The back was open with an opening in front of the right size to see just = enough of her natural cleavage. Her long and gorgeous hair was curled = all the way down her back which flipped from side to side as she walked. = Alina trusted completely in Nadine, and together they shared a couple = of hours of conversation and fun in getting ready while the afternoon = came to a close. =20 Evening came and with less than an hour until they met Ron & Brian. The = girls sat down in the living room with a chilled bottle of white wine. = Holding their glasses in hand they shared stories of life, love and = change. The two had never been so close in their 10 years together, = they were like "sisters". The night had fallen upon the Earth, so taking their purses in hand to = the car they went. Alina drove them to the night club where they = planned to meet the boys. =20 Timing was perfect as they all drove in at the same moment to the = parking lot. Greetings and pleasantries had filled the air for a few = minutes when Ron decided to take charge of the conversation and suggest = a night spot to start at. =20 "OK everyone, how about we start off with a little warm up stop!" Ron = said.=20 "What do you have in mind?" Said Alina. "There is this little club on 42nd Street. It's quiet and very = intimate."=20 Alina wasn't sure about the "intimate" part, but she knew Nadine was = there for her and the desire to go was too strong to fight. "OK," said the girls, "Your car or ours?" Of course the men wanted to drive, and since their car was a little = bigger it was more comfortable for all. When they reached the club Ron = & Brian showed what kind of gentlemen they were, they opened the ladies = doors, helped them out of the car and held their arms while they entered = the front door. This was the true mark of chivalry. =20 As they were seated by the hostess the strangest feeling came over = Alina. She felt, well, drawn to Ron like any woman would feel about a = man she likes. It was too different for her to understand. Here she = was, out on a double date with a handsome man and her wife. She looked = at Nadine with a fright in her eyes. Nadine caught the expression on = her face and said. "Alina, let's go to the powder room and freshen up." Without another word the girls got up and went off down the hall. When = they entered the Ladies Room Nadine found that she didn't need to ask, = because Alina just blurted out, "What am I doing? This is nuts! Tell = me this is a dream and I'll wake up soon. Please, tell me so!" "Sorry honey, it's not a dream, and you know it." =20 "I have to tell you, I'm very attracted to Ron, VERY ATTRACTED!" Alina = replied. "So, what's wrong with that? Enjoy the moment, I am and you should. = Honestly, this is the most unbelievable thing that has every happened to = either one of us, and we have little or no explanations to help the = situation. So with that in mind, if you like him go for it. Enjoy = yourself, and I promise not to be jealous of you two." "What about Brian? He's better looking than I was when I was a man. = Are you attracted to him too? Said Alina. "Yes, but not because of his body. This is your night, not mine. Be = the woman you've always wanted to be. I can see it in your eyes, the = warmth, the caring and the responses that make YOU a woman. Be yourself = tonight and don't hold back, believe me, you won't regret it." Tears came to both of their eyes as they embraced each other in support = and love. After putting themselves back together they rejoined their = dates for wine and conversation. They all talked of things that = mattered to each other, nature, people and what each wanted out of life. = But when they asked Alina what she wanted without thinking she said, "I = want to be the real me, I am now, and if this is what it takes to enjoy = life then so be it." Both the guys looked at each other with a confused look across their = faces, then for some reason they both seemed to understand what she was = saying. Nadine knew that this was Alina's fantasy, and nothing else = mattered but this. The truth is a powerful thing when it is faced off = by lies, and lies can not stand against it. This was Nadine's truth, a = truth of the relationship that they had for the last 10 years. The rest of the evening couldn't have been better. After the casual = chat they went out dancing at a hot spot downtown. All were amazed how = well Alina could dance (including Alina!). At night's end the men drove = the ladies back to their waiting car. It was very late, or should I say = early in the morning. Nadine and Brian exchanged goodnight kisses and = hugs. It was a wonderful sight for Alina to see her once wife so happy. = =20 Ron approached Alina taking her left hand in his right. "This has been a = wonderful night for me, I really don't want it to end. May I call you = tomorrow and talk?" She gasped, felt weak at her knees. Looking at him sent her spinning, = and the possibility of him wanting to see her again thrilled her to no = end. "Oh yes Ron, please do." She said with a coo. "Here's my number = and I'll be home all day. Thank you for a wonderful time, I really = enjoyed myself very very much." Their eyes connected one on one. Their hands held steadfast as each = wanted the other to make the first move. After a few moments the = anticipation was too great to stand, so each leaned forward for that = faithful good night kiss. It was very fulfilling for both, and Alina = knew then what it meant to be a woman. Driving home the girls talked of the day and how it changed their lives = forever. =20 "What if this is a dream Nadine?" "So what if it is! Did you have a good time? "Yes," Alina replied. "Did your fantasy fulfill your wildest dreams tonight?" Asked Nadine. "Yes, of course it did, and so much more." Alina said in a bold tone. "Then don't worry about it now, worry tomorrow when it comes." Tired and bushed from the wild and crazy night home was a happy and = welcome sight for both. Seemed like they front door couldn't open fast = enough. Also their cloths couldn't come off fast enough to give = relaxation a chance to take control. Nadine chose a nightgown for each = to wear, and as they settled down to sleep each thanked the other for = the special time each had. =20 This was truly a one of a kind day, even the lamp understood that. The = first wish was granted, the next wish of three would be of honesty. = How would you define that? Well, we'll see. . . . . .=20 The End Hello fellow readers! This is the end of chapter one, the fifth = installment. Alina has come a long ways in less than a day but there is = much more in life than fantasy and truth. Chapter 2, installment 6 will = jump into another realm that fantasy and reality meet. Peace and Joy for all Steven ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp6.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp6.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp6.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp Chapter 2 Installment #6 by Steven Clark The events of the day filled Alina's head with wonder and fright. The = very existence of her being had been turned upside down. Reality was = not what it was 24 hours ago. Never the less, a certain peace and = tranquillity filled her up like an empty cup that warmed and soothed. = Snuggling up to a soft pillow, and covered by a warm blanket, her soft = almond shaped eyes closed for the night. Blackness filled the long = night with peace, for the time being. Still, the next day would greet = both our girls with a new adventure, one that they would not expect to = ever happen. The sun rose up quickly in the morning sky. The birds sand, and people = stirred out of their beds to start the new day off with a routine. The = sun did enter the bedroom window, thus warming the air. As the light = crept in it touched Alina's face, giving a soothing warmth that gently = woke her of a peaceful slumber. Opening her eyes a blue fell around the = bed of blue and green colors. "Can't focus," she thought as her hands rubbed her makeup lined eyes. = When she could see a sight befell her, the Lamp! Hovering over the bed = like a mother waking her child from sleep the blue and green glow = encompassed not only her body, but the entire bed this time. =20 "Nadine! Nadine! Wake up! It's happening again." Her cries went out but = the air seemed to swallow her words. Silence, pure and undisturbed = filled the room. Alina couldn't move, "Not again!" she screamed, "Oh = God, why?" A low pitched sound filled the air, the Lamp began to move, around and = around the bed it flew. Then, the voice spoke to her once again . . . . = . "The first wish is done, and your deepest desire is true, now for a = lesson in life that is wish number 2!" Faster and faster the lamp flew around the bed. It's open neck flowed = with the blue and green light that penetrated the very fabric of the = bedroom. Alina could feel herself getting dizzy. She had the sensation = of falling into an empty void. Eyes closing and her body going limp she = laid back in the soft bed. When she awoke the feeling of control had = returned to her limbs. Ever so slowly she did rise, opening eyes gazed = around to see the room as it is now, and not as it was. Her body felt different, a change had taken place. But what? Looking = down her first sign of change was a different night gown than the one = she went to bed with. Soft green with a full length hem, it wasn't as = sexy as the teddy she went to bed with, but the comfort was still there. = Her nails, not as long but well kept with a light colored polish = accented her hands. Her breasts felt heavier as well, but about the = same size. Looking over to the dresser mirror she saw her reflection = staring back at her. Long hair still flowed down her back, yet, the = color was a bit darker with highlights running out the ends. Her face = was a little fuller with a clean and more mature look, it was almost as = if she was another person. Pulling back the covers she swung her legs = over the end of the bed, firmly planting her feet in the sand colored = shag carpet. "The color of the carpet, it's different. The walls, they are also a = different color." Alina thought to herself as she began to examine the = room oh so carefully. "Mauve, the carpet should be mauve in color, not = beige!" Not sure of the room she was in, she stood up and walked towards the = dresser. One side was covered with female nick nacks, such as a glass = rose, a jewelry box and an assortment of beauty items. Closer she = looked into the mirror, examining every detail of the reflection. =20 "Wait, what's that?" She mumbled to herself as her hand touched her = face. A small mole was resting on her right cheek, every so small, yet = very noticeable to her since there had never been a mole there before. = The lines of her face grew ever so long as the finger tips of her right = hand followed them up to the forehead. Another discovery. . . . "Gray = hair. What is this? Gray hair at my roots." She exclaimed to herself. Sure enough the once beautiful head of hair had turned darker with a = touch of gray. How could this be? Only a night had passed since she = and Nadine had gone out to dinner and dancing. Enjoying the new found = womanhood that Alina had so badly wanted in the deepest & most secret = places of her mind. The sun was in full dominance of the room buy that time. The rays of = light pierced through the window, thus touching everything in sight. = Darkness could no longer hide the waking dream, it was real, as real as = anything she had ever known. Yet, something still felt out of place. = Looking further down the other end of the dresser she saw objects = unfamiliar to her. A coin tray, a wide blue and white tie, and a = picture frame. careful not to wake Nadine she moved towards the other = end to examine the mystery. Closer she came to the objects, and a sense = of fear filled her belly. The tie was long and made of silk, colors = striking to the eye but not a familiar sight. The coin tray was filled = with loose change, a tie tack and a man's brown wallet. "That's not mine. Who's is it, I wonder . . . ." Reaching over for the wallet her arm scraped against the picture frame = standing alone on the dresser. She stopped, looked, and picked it up. "What? Who? What!!!! " Shaking in her steps Alina said, "Here's me, = but who's the little boy, man and baby? No, please, not this God." Alina slammed the picture face down, closing her eyes and clenching her = fists she began to hum to herself. Louder and louder hoping to drown = out her own thoughts, but not silencing them enough to make a = difference. Silence covered her, the air moving through the room was all that she = felt. Stillness was held onto by fright, fright of what was happening = to her now. What else could be happening that hasn't already happened? With caution she opened her eyes and began to look around the room. = There in the corner was an unfamiliar chair. In the doorway was a = suitor of fine design hanging on the door's edge. Continuing through = the room she saw a tread mill, exercise bike and an chest of a deep = maple color. "It's changed, it's all changed and I'm not sure of where I am." Alina = said under her breath. " I feel like me, yet, I feel like someone else = also. It's so strange, I can't explain it," she spoke softly to = herself. =20 Walking back to bed seemed to be the smartest thing to do, at least at = that time. Light on her feet, trying not to make a sound she crept = backwards toward the edge of the bed where she sat down. "Honey, are the kids up yet?" Said a man's voice. End Chapter 2 Installment 6 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp7.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp7.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp7.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp A TS Fantasy By StevenC195 "Honey, can you pull out my blue suit while you're up?"=20 Frozen in her tracks, her eyes closed she couldn't understand what she = was hearing, or even if it was real. "Blue suit?" she muttered. "Yes please, the blue one will be best for today's meeting." Said the = deep voice in the bedroom. Summoning all her strength Alina opened her eyes and slowly turned = towards the bed. There, on the right side was a man of dark skin and = green eyes. His hair was long as to cover his ears on both sides. He = wore little other than pajama bottoms, his chest covered with hair and a = smile filled his face from ear to ear. "I'll, a. . . . . .I will be. . . . .be right back. Have to go potty." = She sprinted across the room dodging objects like a seasoned athlete. = Through the threshold not looking back but to close the barrier between = them Alina locked the door behind her. "Safe!" she thought. "Safe, for the moment. I have to figure this out, = what happened to Nadine! Who is this man in my bed? I can't believe = that he is. . . . That is, I won't except that man as my. . . . . . = Husband? Oh No!!!!!!! Dear Lord!!!! What are you doing to me now?" = Alina feel to her knees. She started to cry, "I can't handle this too! = First I was a man, then I was a woman, now I'm a woman with a family. = What more could happen to me!" Grabbing the counter top she slowly = regained control of her body. For a brief moment she knew not where = she was. The light overhead seemed to blind her as she looked up, and = yet the warm rays seemed to soothe her body and relax her mind. So = confusing this was, without any help or escape within her grasp, what = was going to happen next? =20 There was a sound moving towards the door. Closer and more pronounced = it became until a hand tapped on the wall. "Alina, you OK honey?"=20 Her knuckles were white as they clinched harder on the counter top. She = looked over her shoulder at the door, opening her mouth but nothing = came out. The feminine voice that laughed and joked with Nadine and the = boys from last night was lost, unable to utter as sound. The man knocked again and said in a concerned voice "Are you all right? = Feeling sick again honey? Don't worry about the kids I'll get them = going, you just relax and come down when you can." The sound of his feet crossed the bedroom to exit into the hallway. = Silence, golden silence gave a moment of peace to relax by. =20 "Got to think this through, got to make a plan of how I'm going to get = out of this. I know, that lamp will get me out of this, after all, it = put me here so it sure should be able to get me back." Finding new energy within she stood up and charged towards the door. = Upon opening it she noticed a little boy about 3 years of age standing = in front of her. He blocked the way out, not with his little body but = with a paper rose and a big smile. "This is for you Mommy," the little body said, "Daddy said you felt bad, = this flower will make it all better." It was instinct, pure maternal passion that made her kneel down and take = the rose. They both watched the other smile as the little munchkin = hugged his mother with lots of love. Alina had never felt anything like = this. It was wonderful! So wonderful and pleasing, a fulfilling moment = that she wanted to last forever. "Thank you sweetheart, I love it very much" Alina said. "You are welcome Mommy, I Wuv you too!" Taking each other's hand they walked together into the hallway and down = the stairs to the kitchen where there was a table set with dishes and = silverware. Three chairs surrounded the table with a. . . . a. . . . . = .high chair at the end. "High Chair!!!!!" Alina thought. And there = nestled between the support of the seat and a very thick eating tray was = a beautiful little girl. She was all of 5 months old, just learning to = eat a little solid food. Golden blonde hair and cheeks like a chipmunk = her beauty was breath taking. Eyes of emerald green, lashes long and = perfect around her almond shaped eyes. The very sight of the little = angel made Alina's heart race with excitement. "Could this child be mine?" She wondered to herself, "I've always wanted = to know what it was like to be a mother, and now I am one. But, how do = I act? I don't know how to be a mother, what to do, or what to say. I = need a little help here! Someone, please help me out!" "One egg and toast coming right up," the man said as he leaned over the = stove. The little boy said "Mommy, Tessa is happy to see you. She smiles when = you are here." "Do you smile for me too?" She asked the little boy. "Oh yes Mommy. I smile at you too. I'm going to help Daddy now." The = little boy marched off to his father's side. The father and son team = finished preparing breakfast together. Alina sat down next to the high = chair where she could play with the baby, and what a time she had. The = two of them played peek-a-boo for several minutes until the food was = placed on the table. "Thank you, I sure am hungry." The man looked at her, " No problem, you looked a little under the = weather this morning so I decided to treat you, after all, you deserve = it" For the next several minutes they all sat, eating their food in silence. = There was a strange feeling in the air, known, yet unknown. Alina = felt so comfortable one minute, and the next terrified beyond belief. = Sitting there with the three of them gave her a new sensation that she = could not explain, yet, it was very fulfilling and wholesome and that = she new for sure. As they finished their food the father stood up, wiping his face clean = he said "Time for both of us to get dressed and ready for the day son." "OK daddy let's go!" The little said with such enthusiasm. Off they pair went, up the stairs and into the light blue room which was = undoubtedly their son's bedroom. After a few moments they both emerged, = child dressed and father heading to his room to slip on his suite for = the days work. As they can down the stairs Tessa started to squirm = around in her seat. Growing with frustration she began to cry and pout = so someone would set her free. "What is it honey? Do you want down?" said Alina. The little girl just stopped and looked up at her Mommy, those big = beautiful eyes called out to the motherly instincts inside to release = her child from the bondage of the high chair. So removing the excess = food and lifting the tray out of the way Alina took the little girl in = her arms and stood up, walking into the living room to find a warm place = towards the end of the couch. As they got comfortable the two men = walked in and said their good-byes for the day. "I'll drop Jason off to pre-school today, there is no need for you to go = anywhere, so just relax and I'll call you later honey." She looked up, "all right, I'll just sit for a while and try to get my = bearings. You have a good day." The husband bent down and gave his wife a kiss on the cheek. He took = his son in hand and walked out the front door, down the walk way and = into his car.=20 Silence fell on the household. The two girls were sitting on the = couch, mother's arms wrapped around her child.=20 "My child," Alina's thoughts flowed " This is my home, my daughter and = this is my life. This is not what I planned yesterday for today, or = tomorrow for that matter! Holding this little girl close to me is = giving me such a strong feeling of happiness and family. I never knew = any woman felt like this." 'Ring-Ring Ring-Ring Ring-Ring' the telephone called out. =20 Reaching over the end table Alina picked up the hand set and brought it = to her face and answered "Hello?" A voice on the other side said, " Today is just beginning for you. = There are many changes you have to face and I am one of them." End of Installment 7 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp8.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp8.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp8.txt" TS Fantasy, With a Twist Installment 8 by StevenC195 Silence cleared the room. Alina sat, just looking around her and held = the little girl in her arms like a mother protecting her child. "Who are you?" She called out to empty air, "What do you want of me!" Her arms wrapped around the child even tighter as the moments clicked = by. Not knowing what was coming next she tried to prepare herself for = the worst, whatever it may be. The voice returned and said, "It's simple, I have never left you, nor = you me. I'll always be with you no matter how much you change, no = matter how much your life around you seems to revolve and spin out of = control. For there I am inside, undeniable, and ever aware. Being who = you are is a mirror of what you have been. Look, look and see me from = your reflection.=20 Alina didn't know what to do. Didn't know if she should fight, ignore, = or yield to the voice. But something deep down in her soul told her to = listen, get up and walk up the stars.. As she scrum to the voice around = her a quiet hum could be heard from up the stairs. Step by step she = climbed the carpeted run until the top was reached. She watched her = every move as if it was someone else walking down that hallway. Finally = reaching the bedroom she entered the all too familiar part of the house. = Her feet stopped, legs locked and eyes searching the walls for a sign = that would put an end to her fright. "Come to me, come over here." said the voice. The mirror at the dresser, that was where it was calling her. As she = walked towards it the baby began to cry ever so softly. Her motherly = instincts took over, cuddling the infant close to her bosom while she = continued on her quest. When Alina stopped again she found herself in = front of the mirror. Just standing there, looking into the reflection = a glow outlined the edges of the glass. The shape of a figure began to = center in the mirror growing in strength until a definite outline of = features could bee seen. It was a man, a mortal looking man of medium = height and build. The seconds of time passed as the figure became = stronger and more defined by color and gray tones. Eyes appeared in the = figure, so deep and strong were they that she could not turn her head = away. "I know that you are there, I can see you. Show yourself to me! Tell = me who you are." Then, without notice the figure came into focus. It was a man, a man = covered in a white toga with long sleeves. "I'm here Alina, and you = know who I am. She looked closer at the man, "No, it can't be! ME? Alan? But. . . = . but. . . . .I am Alan!" The man looked and said, "Yes, it is you, and me. I am what you have = discarded. I am your beginning, and your ending. You are Alan, and yet = you are Alina. Here, between the folds of time and space we can meet = and talk." Alina: "Talk? Of what?" Alan: "Of you and your destiny. Look at yourself, what do you see?" Alina looked at her body holding the innocent child in her arms. The = little girl was still crying.. The infant tears rolling down those = perfect cheeks made Alina's heart open to new feelings that she never = experienced as Alan. "Look at what you are. See what you have," said the voice. Again she looked down and in amazement saw something new. Two large wet = spots on the front of her night gown. 'Could this be? Is this body = more than what it seams?" She thought to herself for a moment and opened = the front to see milk leaking from her oversized breasts. =20 Alan: "The cry of a child has brought you this gift. Now you understand = a little more, but there is much more to learn." Alina watched as the figure in the mirror faded away. She sat down, = looking again with wonder and fright. It was only moments before she = took matters into one arm and opened up with the other. The little girl = took advantage of the moment thus taking in it's morning breakfast as = mother looked on. The sensation was fulfilling for both, Alina rocked = back and forth, feeling the movement of fluid in her body traveling from = hers to the infants.=20 No time had passed when the front door bell rang out with an annoying = tone. Alina was jolted out of her comfortable position on the bed to = land both feet on the floor. Detaching the baby's mouth from her bond = with the body that gave her life Alina closed her robe and started down = the stairs. =20 "Just a minute please." Alina called out. Reaching the door the image of a woman's figure outlined the reflection = through the glass of the door. It was automatic, almost instinct that = moved her hand to open the door. She didn't know who it was but her = body wouldn't stop moving. As the door opened an elderly woman stood = on the porch with purse in hand. "Hi honey. Getting a late start this morning?" The woman said with a = familiar tone. Alina just stood there, the words seemed to fall through her lips, "Yes, = I guess so. I feel a little off today and think that I'm going to take = it easy and stay in." "Now now my dear, can't have that." Looking forward into the entrance = way the woman walked past Alina and entered the home. Taking three = large steps onto the hallway carpet the woman turned back to speak. "OK = dear, what seems to be the problem?" "Problem? Uh, I don't have a problem, well, at least not that I know = of."=20 "Listen, we have been planning this for months and I'm not letting you = get out of this at this late date. No mam, you are cleaning yourself up = and we are going to Paul's for a little R & R." She said with a stern = voice. Alina: "What about. . . . . .?" Woman: "Tessa is going to your sister's home for the weekend, she is = expecting her. You and I have important things to do, and places to go. = So hurry along and I'll get grandma's little golden child ready for = Aunt Nadine." Good, finally an answer of some kind. Now Alina knew who the woman was, = her mother in law. However, things were still so confusing. Nadine = was her sister? How could that be, she was Alan's wife yesterday and = now Alina's sister. Who is Paul? What is Paul's? This was getting = really weird! "OK, you take mom's little girl and I'll get ready." Alina had no idea what she was doing. None at all. Up the stairs to = the bedroom she went. Without too much thought she undressed and = turned on the shower to a comfortable temperature. When she stepped in = the water flowed across her body like a soothing message, warming her = skin. As she finished the water was turned off and she pulled the = towel off the edge of the stall. The towel wrapped around her body = gave her freedom enough to sit in her vanity chair with ease. Her = reflection showed a woman who looked lost. Yet, she wasn't at all. Her = path seemed all too clear, but uncertain on it's final destination. =20 Remembering the basics of make up that Nadine taught her she applied = what she could without looking like a woman of the night. Getting up = she walked into her closet to choose clothing for the day, but what to = wear. In fact, what was the plan anyway? Where were they going? = Alina had no idea what her mother in law had in mind, so she guessed = that asking shouldn't be too bad, just would make her look a little = forgetful. =20 "By the way," Alina called down the stairs to the woman, "what should I = wear?" "Are you kidding honey? Anything is fine with me, yes mam'. If Wilma = is right about anything than you will listen to her, that's what people = say about me." "Finally, a name to go with the face. Wilma, it figures that I would be = married to a man with a mother named Wilma. I wonder what my last name = is, Flintstone? Or may be Rubble!" With that suggestion Alina took = out a blouse and matching skirt to wear. She had already worn 3 inch = pumps once so 2" sandals shouldn't be a problem. Alina was ready in = minutes, grabbed her purse and headed down the stairs. Alina: "You're driving Wilma." Wilma: "OK honey, let's go and see your sister for a few minutes. = Then, we're off to Paul's for a new hair style, acrylic nails and a = little pampering. I'm so excited! Aren't you dear?" Alina looked stunned not knowing quite how to take the plan. She just = learned how to dress like a woman, but go to a salon was new territory = for her. The idea of being treated with a wash and style cut was a = little frightening, yet exhilarating. Alina looked into her eyes and = said, "It's now or never, let's get going." They walked to the car in the driveway, a 95 Cadillac Seville. The = child seat was set up in back so Tessa was ready to go with little = effort. As they both sat down Wilma looked over and said, "Ready? = First Paul's, then the Boulevard Mall. We have to look our best for = tonight." Alina looked over, "Tonight?" Wilma snapped her hear around to Alina and said "Yes, you know, the = bachelorette party for your best friend Tina." End Installment 8 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp9.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp9.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp9.txt" TS Fantasy, with a Twist Installment 9 by StevenC195 Wilma turned the key to start the engine. The car backed out of the = driveway onto the street. Pulling the lever into drive they sped off to = the salon. "What am I doing!" Alina thought to herself. "I can't go out like this, = I don't know what to do and how to act. I never wanted this, it's too = much to handle. Besides, it isn't real anyway. Or, is it?" The car drive seemed to last only a couple of minutes when they stopped = in front of a Ranch-Style home at the end of a block. Wilma turned the = ignition off and exited through her door. She reached back and opened = Tessa's door so she could retrieve the little girl from her car seat. Wilma: "Are you coming dear?" Alina: "Oh, oh yes. I was just looking at the front of the house." Wilma stopped and gave Alina a look, "What ever for dear? You lived = here for many years and planted most of the bushes yourself. Stop = goofing off, come along so we can get to our appointments." As they approached the front door a voice could be heard from within. = It grew stronger and closer every moment that they stood there. = Finally, with the door opening Alina looked up and saw Nadine. =20 It was Nadine, Alan's wife and best friend. This was too weird. Both = girls just starred at each other for a minute or so, neither one = speaking to the other. "Well, let's not stand out here," Said Wilma. =20 Sure enough Nadine stepped aside so her family could enter the house. = Again, not a word was said from either girls, it was as if time was = holding them frozen, and without the ability to respond. "Hi Nadine." "Hi Alina, how are you?" "Good, I guess. I feel a little overwhelmed right now with everything = that is going on." Nadine just looked. "Overwhelmed, eh. Can't say I understand why. after = all, you are going to a party with mom tonight. You are still going, = aren't you?" Wilma budded in and said "Of course we are going dear. Wouldn't miss it = for the world! Anyway, here is little Tessa and her diaper bag. = Remember to check her bottom every hour, and check her eyes. After all, = we can't have anything happening to our little Golden Girl, now can we. = Also, check . . . ..=20 "OK MOM! That's enough, all right? I think Nadine gets the picture." Wilma: "Well she better! She doesn't have a child of her own so you = have to make sure that she is going to take care of your daughter just = right and not mess it up." "Mother!" Nadine interrupted. "I am old enough to know how to handle a = baby, after all I have watched Tessa many times since she was born and = have not had one problem at all. So chill out Mom, take a pill and = relax." Nadine looked at Alina to say, "Sis, you look a little funny. I mean, = not funny Ha Ha, but a little distant. Or should I say in another = world. What's up? Alina looked down at the floor, trying to muster up an answer other = than the truth. It was hard for her to look in Nadine's eyes without = wanting to cry. It was a very emotional moment for her, not knowing who = she was and remembering what they had together in another life. "You wouldn't understand, and I don't know if I have the time to explain = it to you Nadine." "Tell you what Sis, come back after the party and we'll have some tea = together and talk, just you and me. How does that sound?" The tears began to fill her eyes as she looked at Nadine and saw the = person she loved in a different life. Why was this cruel joke being = played on her? If anything more happened Alina didn't know if she = could cope with it. It was just too hard deal with, at least at that = moment. " I'd like that. I need to talk, so I'll be here later." Alina dropped = her eyes to the ground and waited for the silence to break. It wasn't = long. . . .=20 Grandma handed her little angel over to Nadine. They all said their = good-byes and got back into the car where Wilma turned the key and = romped on the gas. Off they want to Paul's Salon for a little R & R. As they drove into the parking lot Paul's Salon sign could be seen very = clearly. Many windows lined the front of the building which showed a = business filled with patrons and employees. Fortunately, a parking = space had just opened up right at the front door. Wilma parked her car, = grabbed her purse and darted for the front door. "Come on dear." Wilma motioned to Alina. She exited the car and walked to the entrance with a small amount of = trepidation. Opening the front door a breeze carried the scents of = shampoo and perm solution to her face. It was undeniable where she was, = that was a reality for her. The receptionist greeted her with a warm = smile, took her hand and lead her to a shampoo station where two = students were eager to start on her hair. The students sat her down and = leaned her back until her long hair laid at the bottom of the sink. = They took her hair in hand and began to run the warm water through it = until it was ready to be treated to fine quality shampoo. The sensation = was wonderful. Alina didn't know quite what to say or do so she flowed = with the moment and tried not to look to nervous. =20 When the young students finished they lead her to a station in the back = of the Salon. A young man came up behind her and softly pulled the = towel away from her head. He began to run his fingers through her long = and thick hair examining every point. =20 "What would we like today Miss?" He said with a inflection in his voice. = "Dye, perm or style? I have many ideas, and with such beautiful hair = like yours it will be easy to achieve any look you want. So, what is it = going to be?" She looked up to him with this lost feeling in her stomach. "I like it = long, can you do something with it?" "But of course we can! Anything is possible." With that he began to = cut and tease, cut a little more and brush through her hair until he = felt comfortable with his work. Like a master sculpture he had the blow = drier in one hand, and a brush in the other working on styling his = masterpiece into a work of art. While he fussed over her head the two = students returned to Alina's side to treat her hands and feet to a = pedicure and manicure. Her nails were already long and well shaped so = all it took with a little filing to bring them in line. They used a = fire red polish to finish her off, she looked fantastic. When her hair = was finished all she could do was look in amazement. Not only was her = hair full, long and layered but it was full of bounce and life. Alina's = beautiful hands had the tips accented with the fire red polish which = gave a rich and sophisticated look to her overall appearance. This was = almost too good to be true. "Are you happy with what you see? One of the students asked. "Why, yes, of course. You all did a great job, it's just so beautiful!" The Stylist folded his arms and closed his eyes, turning his head he = said "But of course, Miss, we do work of the spirit and body here. = Girls, (clapping his hands), off you go, the lady with that God awful = blue hair is back at station 8. You both know what to do, go." Off they went with smiles on their faces as they looked at Alina's = beauty. "Bye" One of them said. "Thanks again, see you." Alina smiled and waved them on. "Oh honey, are you, OH, you are beautiful!" Wilma put her hand to her = chest and gazed up and down at Alina. "Now remember, this is my treat = dear. Collect your things and we'll be off. Ready?" "I guess so. Thank you for the style cut, it was fun." Wilma took her daughter in law's hand as they went running out the front = door towards the car. They both jumped in like two race car drivers = trying to finish the big race. Wilma started the car and pulled out of = the parking lot onto the main highway. =20 "Look out credit cards, here we go!" Wilma said with a scream. Down the block, a turn to the right and a mile out they car sped along = the fast lane. It was crazy, Alina felt like she was riding with a the = Mad Hatter going to a tea party. Then there it was, the Boulevard Mall, = with many high fashion stores lining the outside edges of the building. = What a sight! The excitement of buying clothes had Alina's heart = beating hard and strong. Parking was a snap, and both jumped out of the = car like they were sitting on springs. "What do I want to buy? I know little about women's fashions, just what = I seen in magazines and VH1 television. OK, I have to let other people = guide me in this & take my lead from my mother in law." Entering the mall through the double glass doors opened up a new world = for our girls. Displays galore of styles both new and old. = Sophisticated and naughty. For some reason, unknown to Alina, Wilma = drug them into a fashion store not unlike something your 16 year old = would die to buy at. "Wilma! Wait! Do you really want to go in here? Seems a little out of = our league, or something like that." "Don't be so stuck up dear, live a little. Let's have some fun, get = crazy, or how ever you say it." A sales girl approached them asking if they needed help. "May I help you = ladies?" "Yes dear, my friend here is going out for a naughty little party = tonight and it's my responsibility to make sure she is going to have = fun. Now, show us something sexy." End Installment 9 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp10.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp10.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp10.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp TS Fantasy, with a twist Installment 10 by StevenC195 No sooner did Wilma ask for help when the sales girl walked over to a = rack of dresses, very beautiful dresses. "I think I can suggest a few things ladies" Alina was frozen in the isle, not sure how to handle what was coming at = her. It was bad enough to slap her with a couple of children, a husband = and the gray hairs to go along with them but a night out with the mother = in law was pushing it. Never the less she stood in silence letting = Wilma do her thing. Wilma turned to Alina, "Come dear, let's see what she has. Oooh! Look = at that." The sales girl held up two beautiful dresses of different designs. One = was a dark silver in color, accented with sequins along the sides and = front. The neck line was high, but a fine transparent netting flowed = from the neck down both sleeves and across the front leading down the = middle to the mid-drift. The back was open down the spine to crest the = top of the female's shapely rear. The length was to the ankle with = walking slits on both sides up to the knees, it was beautiful. The = other dress was black as night. No sleeves, an open area in front to = show off a woman's pronounced cleavage and a length that left nothing to = the imagination below the hips! That was the one Alina wanted, that one = attracted her to it like credit card to a shopping mall. =20 "Yes, I like that one. The black one miss" Alina explained. "Why don't you try it on dear. Here's some black nylons. Oh! You must = have new shoes too! Let me, well, you are what, 8M?" The mother in law = said as she took control of the situation. "Ah, yes." Alina said as she thought to herself, "I have no idea what I = am! How can I do this without knowing a simple thing like shoe size? I = must be crazy!" Wilma ran to the next department and hurriedly grabbed a pair of satin = 4" pumps. She ran back to the changing booth and pushed all the = articles of clothing into Alina's arms. When Alina came out both Wilma = and the sales girl were amazed with the vision of beauty before them. = Without a word out came the credit card from a purse and it landed into = the sales girl's hand. When finished they walked by the jewelry = department where a string of pearls caught Alina's eye. She had to have = them, so out came her wallet and out came the pearls. "Those are beautiful dear, so rich and eloquent looking. What a = wonderful touch to your new dress." With shopping bags in hand they left the store and entered the mall. As = they walked towards the exit each of them noticed a "Special" sign at a = beauty supply shop. "Free Make Up Lesson" with $10 or greater purchase. = Oh boy, they couldn't turn that down. In they went as quick as their = feet would move. The cosmetologist took Alina right away and sat her = down in a chair. Over the course of the next hour the girl gave Alina = tips on applying different types of make up for different occasions and = what not to use as well. When done Alina looked into the mirror = provided for her, she couldn't believe her eyes. She was beautiful! = The colors above her eyes brought out the fire in them. The lip stick = expressed the passion that laid in waiting, and all the extras that were = done came together in one harmonious chorus that sang to people with = exotic charm, grace and beauty. She was ready, and it was getting late. The two women ran to the car with style. Wilma started the car like a = professional race car driver, then putting it in drive she sped out of = the parking lot, down the street, around the corner and under the bridge = towards home and an evening out for fun. "Tina will be envious of you when she sees you in that new outfit dear!" = Wilma said with pride. "I don't want to cause any problems, let's just get there and enjoy = ourselves." Alina stopped cold, "What? What am I saying? I'm saying = enjoy ourselves when I am scared to death about this party. I must be = loosing my mind. Yet, I feel good about it as well. It is so much fun = to go shopping for women's apparel, trying on cloths and being out with = the girls. This should be some night, if I make it through it." It was getting late, about 6:30 PM. They had only an hour and a half to = get dressed and make it across town to the Hotel Florentine where the = party was being held in a large suite. Any track star would have been = proud how fast both the girls ran up the stairs with bags in hand. = Alina ran into her bedroom and began to disrobe-robe. As she got down = to her underwear she stopped and looked at herself in the mirror. = Examining her body again, up and down she thought to herself. "Look at = me, I'm a woman. I am what I have always wanted to be and it seems that = every fantasy that has ever been dreamt of has come true. Look at what = I am, I feel my breasts, my hips and the curves that flow around my = sides. The make up, hair style and long nails arouse me in a way that I = can't quit understand or describe. This is me, and who I am is Alina. = Alan seems to be a dream that is fading with time. My memories are = becoming shorter and shorter, and it seems that I feel more a part of = belonging here than being with Nadine as Alan. Oh no, wait just a = moment. That stupid lamp! It said that this was wish number 2. What = is wish 3? To stay like this, forever? What could it be I wonder." Alina looked over to the clock and noticed it was almost 7 o'clock. She = hurried to dress and prepare herself the night out as best she could. = Wilma walked in when Alina was almost ready. Silence filled the room = as each stood in front of the other in awe of each other's beauty. = Alina was radiant. She looked like a top notch model ready to head down = the runway during a fashion show. =20 "Ready dear?" "Ok Wilma, let's go! It's now or never." Alina said with a big smile. When they arrived at the Hotel Florentine Wilma decided to Valet park = the car. When they stopped two young men opened each door and offered a = their strong hands to help the girls out of the car. Sure Alina did = this countless times as Alan, but now the roles were reversed. =20 She reached up and took the young man's hand, and a tingle ran through = her arm and across her chest. It was a wonderful feeling, new and = exciting. As the car pulled away Alina realized for the first time that = she was on display for all to see. Softly and with haste they walked = into the lobby and located the elevators where they boarded one to the = top floor where the Luxury Suites were located. When the elevator door revealed the hallway to them the sound of music = and people could be heard with great ease. It was easy to find the = right room, it was the one with all the noise and music and female = voices screaming like crazy. =20 "Come on in ladies! Join the party!" A woman tending the door said as = it opened to the events within. As they entered the room they saw a dozen or so women gathered around a = grand piano. On top was a well built man in his 20s dancing for all to = see with little else on but a "G" string. =20 "Look dear, local entertainment. I wonder what's on the adult = channels!" Wilma laughed. Just then a hand fell onto Alina's shoulder and a voice said, " May I = get you something to drink? Check your purse in for you?" She looked back and saw another young man in a "G" String standing = behind her. He had a black silk bow tie on and a smile. Her heart = raced as she gazed up and down his magnificent body. Oh what feelings = were running through her blood, her entire body. All she could do was = stair at him, unable to utter a word. "Yes young man, we will both have a Long Island Ice Tea. Hurry up, = don't keep us waiting." Man: "Yes ladies, I will get them for you right away." Oh, this was to be some night, that was for sure. As they ventured = deeper into the room they noticed several other men taking guests into = the back through a narrow hallway. =20 "Alina! Wilma! Hi ladies! Welcome to my party." "Tina, thanks, and what a party this is." Said Wilma. "Now, come on in and make yourself comfortable. We have lots of food, = drink and entertainment. If you know what I mean." The girls circles the room for a while when they decided to sit down and = relax for a while. No sooner did they sit down when a dark hair man in = a butler suite walked over and asked for Alina's hand to dance. She thought "Why not. Everything else has happened today, why not a = little dancing also." As she was lead to the dance floor the music changed from fast to slow. = She didn't know what to do, she had never danced with a man before, and = she wasn't sure how to move. He took he right hand in his left, put his = arm around her back and began to sway back and forth. Taking small = steps at first until they both felt comfortable with the other's = movements. It felt so right for her that she laid her head on his chest = as they danced. It was a wonderful feeling. The female hormones flowed = through her body igniting every sensation she had, and more. You could = tell that he enjoyed it as well. His manhood expressed itself in a way = that it could not be ignored. What was happening to her was real. So = real that it was scary. After a few dances the young man said. "I'm = Michael, and you are?" "Alina" "Alina, what a beautiful name, for such a beautiful woman." He took her = face in hand supporting it in his palm as he gazed into her eyes. She = felt spellbound, unable to speak or move. She was putty in his hands = and whatever he did was fine with her. "Alina, would you like to go somewhere quiet? Some place private so we = could talk for a while?" "Well, I don't . . . . ."Alina looked up his eyes and felt a hunger for = his presence, a need to be with him in the peace of emptiness. " OK, = lead me to your chamber." Gently he took her hand in his and lead them into the back bedroom where = he proceeded to lock and door and turn off the lights. It was empty = all right, and very dark. Alina stood in the middle of the room for = what seemed hours when Michael spoke," please, sit down and relax. I = won't do anything that you don't want to do." As she sat the pit of her stomach began to tie up in knots. The = excitement had her heart racing through her chest as he sat next to her. = Not a word was spoken between them as they kissed a simple kiss. Then = his hand fell behind her back and began to caress her skin with deep = feelings. They kissed again, not just any kiss but one of passion and = response. Deeper and stronger they became entwined in each other. = Passion grew and nature began to take it's course. Alina made love that = night as a woman, knowing for the first time what she had been missing = and how to enjoy sex in new ways never dreamt of. It was a feeling that = filled her soul with happiness and love. It was truly remarkable. =20 As they laid there she looked over at the mirror on the dresser. There, = oh no, was the outline of a man. It was Alan again! He was watching = her through the glass and said not one word to her. Slowly she came to = her feet and walked towards the figure that she knew. "What do you want now?" She said. "It's time for you and I to take a trip together." The figure remarked, = "Time to become the result of many lives. It's time to be one with = yourself. The lamp knows what you are, who you are, and what you are to = be. This is not your life, not yet at least, but you still have one = more journey to take and I will be your guide." A glow in the shape of a hand reached out from the mirror to take = Alina's hand. She felt weightless and began to float off the ground. = The longer she held his hand the more the glow surrounded her body and = began to transform her into a being of light. When she was ready she = was pulled into the mirror to meet her final destiny. End Installment 10, chapter 2 This is the end of wish two. But don't worry, it's not really over = yet!!! =20 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp11.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp11.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp11.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp Installment 11 A TS Fantasy By StevenC195 It was dark and quiet. The ground beneath her couldn't be seen nor any = walls could be made out. Only the glow from the outline of Alan's and = Alina's bodies could be seen. The glow was a soft mix of blues and = greens with a border of white and yellow, it was very pleasant to the = eye. "Where are we?" Alina asked. "We are at the beginning" Alan replied. "Beginning? Beginning of what! All I see is blackness and nothing = else. I can't even see how we got here." Alan took her hand and held it up in the air. "Look now. See what we = are" Alina let out a loud gasp. Her eyes followed her arm up from the = shoulder to the wrist where the hand melted into Alan's hand. The palm = of each hand seemed to be fused to the other, and the fingers melted = together to form one set of 4 and a thumb. The glow around their bodies = seemed to pull up at the shoulders with a bright red and orange wave = flowing further up to what looked like one hand. "Let go! What are you doing to me!" Alina screamed with fright. = "Please, please stop. I've taken about all that I can take." Alina closed her eyes and began to cry ever so softly, her free hand = covered her face trying hold back the tears and shame she felt for being = out of control of her own body. Then, the waves of Red & Orange began = to fade, the two hands that had become one began to separate little by = little until each was whole again. "See now that you have yourself back. I have given you to what awaits = in the next room." Alan said as his arms fell to his side. He then = turned around and reached over to a small table that appeared out of = nowhere. On the table was the Lamp. He picked it up and held it close = to his body, rubbing it with such care that only a mother would share = with her child. Then, it happened. . . . . That sound, the low hum. Alina remembered it from the first time she = held the lamp, and looked on as a cloud of smoke rose out of the spout = into the air. White and semi round the cloud took shape. First the = eyes appeared with a jade green glow, then the mouth and nose could be = discerned. It was the Genie all right, none other than the one who = started Alina off on her journey into one life after another. "Why have you brought me here Genie?" Alina asked. "Here you come to face yourself, another reflection of time and space." = The Genie replied. She looked at both of them, not knowing quite what to do. "I understand = the first wish, to become a woman, the woman I have hidden inside me all = my life, and explore a woman's body so to become what I have missed. = Then, the second wish also is apparent as well. I felt the highs and = lows of being not only a woman, but a mother. The joy and downfalls of = being a wife, mother and woman with gray hair seemed to snap me back = into reality. I have to admit, I didn't know how long you were going to = leave me there. But, where do I go now? Since I have no control over = these wishes you have to tell what's next. So tell me, why did you send = Alan after me only to pull me into this black void. When can I go home? = Talk to me, please! "Your first two wishes have passed within you and became one with your = soul, now, without hesitation I grant you your third wish. . . . . = Behold!" With a flash of light the black room was gone. A Hospital hallway = stretched as far as the eye could see in both directions. People were = buzzing up and down in an attempt to help those in need. In the middle = of it all was Alina, and Alan standing next to her with the lamp still = in hand. "Where are we now Alan?" "The beginning, where you and I come from." Alan pointed to a door = leading into a glass covered room where a woman was giving birth as a = doctor and nurses assisted in the delivery. "Is that? That is? MOM? Look at me Alan, tell me that this is not real = and that woman is NOT our MOTHER!" "Sorry, can't do that. Look again and see with your own eyes." Alina walked over to the glass, still covered with the glow from the = black room her hands pressed against the windows allowing her to have = support as she looked deeper into the face of the woman on the table. = It was her mother, and she was giving birth to, to, HER? She watched = on with no pause in her attention as the baby feel out from it's = mother's womb and into the waiting hands of the elderly doctor. That = was a sight to see, indeed, to see one's own birth made butterflies in = Alina's stomach. The doctor held up the child and gave a firm pat on = the back to induce breathing, and life began. The shallow sounds from = the little child began to grow with every breath until a cry could be = heard. "It's a girl Mrs. Tinner! A beautiful little girl." The Doctor said = with a smile in his eyes. The nurse took the little baby in her arms and held her up to her = mothers breasts. Each looked into the other's eyes as the = mother-daughter bond began to form. Tears of joy flowed like a = mountain stream down Mrs. Tinner's rosy cheeks. =20 Alina's mother cried with happiness as she spoke to the doctor , "Such a = beautiful little girl, look at her everyone! I have a daughter, a = wonderful baby daughter. Oh thank you doctor, thanks for everything!" Alina looked over to Alan, "A girl? I was born a boy, that's what I = was, a boy. Now why a girl? I thought that this was a temporary = transformation and now you and that Lamp are saying that I have been a = girl all my life! How do you explain that Alan?" "Simple, your first wish was fantasy. The second wish was experience in = real life, now your third wish is a REAL LIFE! You are now and have = always been Alina, and I am your fantasy." "What do you mean that you are my fantasy?" Alan looked at the lamp, "This is your reality now, I was never born. = Try to remember your childhood. Tell me what you remember Alina, think = and remember." Closing her eyes a weightless feeling came over her body. No sensation = of touch, smell or sound could be part of what she was going through. = Moving without the sensation of motion the delivery room grew dim and = then dark. The hallway filled with a fog that gave no hint of walls or = a floor to be seen. Then a light shown in from above, a light that grew = in strength with every passing moment. As the fog began to dissipate the = green color of grass was underneath her feet. She looked around and = saw the outlines of a fence, swing set and children playing in the yard. = She had remembered a part of her childhood, playing at home with = friends. "You see Alina, you have a past and I don't. See what you have been and = the life that you have had. Enjoy it, treasure it, and always learn = from it." Alina looked at the children and spotted a little girl playing in the = sand. She must have been around 3 or 4, long hair braided down her back = and tied off with a bright bow at the end. "Alina." A little boy yelled, "Let's play house now, and I'll be the = daddy so you can be the mommy." "OK Tommy, I'll get my dolly from my bedroom and we can play." The = little girl got up and ran into the house. Both Alan and Alina followed her younger self in the bedroom in which = she slept. They both watched as she picked over the large stack of toys = until she found a simple blonde headed doll with a pink dress on. =20 "I know that doll, " Alina said, " I know it, it's Mr. Beezley! Mrs. = Beezley? What the heck am I saying! I can't believe that I know this = doll, but I do. Oh, look at her, holding Mrs. Beezley with such love = and warmth." " Yes Alina, you were quite a warm and caring child. This is the past = for you to enjoy and learn from. Tell me, what else do you remember?" Alina closed her eyes again and the room grew dark around them. Sounds = faded into the background until they were no more. Just as fast as = they went the sounds around her came back with a newness. As she opened = her beautiful eyes the image of her mother stood in front of her. = Standing next to her was the 7 year old Alina, standing proud in her = Sunday School dress and Mrs. Beezley in hand. "Now young lady" Her mother explained, "This is your first time out in = this dress and you can't get it dirty, OK?" "OK mommy, I promise." "All right now my little Angel, off we go to Church. Let's get your = father." "Oh my God, did she say daddy?" Alina asked. Alan looked at her and said, "Why yes. Why do you sound so surprised? = It's just a typical family, father, mother and daughter going to Church = on a Sunday." A wave of emotions exploded within Alina's heart. She felt panic, pain, = the very tearing of her being from the inside out. "This can't be true, = not now, not ever. My father is DEAD! He died when I was 5, and it was = my fault." Alina started balling her eyes out. The tears flowed out = faster than they could be wiped off. =20 Alan said, "Yes, he died when I was five, not when you were five. = Remember what happened when he died." That was a horrible day for all. Alan was playing "T" ball at the local = park with a storm moved in and started to rain very hard. The coach = called each parent to pick up their child as the storm didn't look like = it was going to let up too soon. Alan's father was trying to race the = storm to pick up his son when another car lost control on the slippery = pavement and rammed head first into his car. Mr. Tinner was killed = instantly. =20 "Since you were a girl you never played in "T" ball, so since you didn't = play you weren't in the park that day. You were home, safe and sound, = and your father didn't have to go anywhere." Alan explained. Just then their father walked around the corner. "There's my little = girl," as he picked her up and gave her a big hug and kiss, "Wow, = daddy's little girl sure looks beautiful in her bright new dress." "Thank you Daddy." Alina stood there with a long look on her face as she watched her father = cuddle her younger self. The feeling of loss was filled with the = feeling of joy when she saw him take his little girl's hand to guide = her outside into the car. As the family drove off a sense of loss was = shared between the adult Alina & Alan. "Time to move on Alina, it's time to see yourself again." "And my father?" Alina questioned him. "If it is meant to be, then he will be there. But remember that I am = not real and what I say doesn't carry much weight." said Alan. "Close = your eyes, concentrate on your memories. Let them take you to the next = level of your life." As the room darkened around her the feeling was different this time. = The memories of the next few years filled her like an empty tea cup. = The happy times, the sad times were a whirl wind in her head, spinning = round and round. As time passed she gained a sense of balance with the = new memories which left her feeling a little more comfortable. Then as = she started to relax the darkness began to lift from around her and the = outline of many shapes could be seen. A chair, a table, a bed and night = stand came into focus revealing a bedroom. Looking around there was a = strong feeling of familiarity that was reaching into her heart, and then = she saw the young Alina standing in front of a full length mirror., She = was naked. . . . . . . End of Installment 11 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp11.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp11.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp11.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp Installment 11 A TS Fantasy By StevenC195 It was dark and quiet. The ground beneath her couldn't be seen nor any = walls could be made out. Only the glow from the outline of Alan's and = Alina's bodies could be seen. The glow was a soft mix of blues and = greens with a border of white and yellow, it was very pleasant to the = eye. "Where are we?" Alina asked. "We are at the beginning" Alan replied. "Beginning? Beginning of what! All I see is blackness and nothing = else. I can't even see how we got here." Alan took her hand and held it up in the air. "Look now. See what we = are" Alina let out a loud gasp. Her eyes followed her arm up from the = shoulder to the wrist where the hand melted into Alan's hand. The palm = of each hand seemed to be fused to the other, and the fingers melted = together to form one set of 4 and a thumb. The glow around their bodies = seemed to pull up at the shoulders with a bright red and orange wave = flowing further up to what looked like one hand. "Let go! What are you doing to me!" Alina screamed with fright. = "Please, please stop. I've taken about all that I can take." Alina closed her eyes and began to cry ever so softly, her free hand = covered her face trying hold back the tears and shame she felt for being = out of control of her own body. Then, the waves of Red & Orange began = to fade, the two hands that had become one began to separate little by = little until each was whole again. "See now that you have yourself back. I have given you to what awaits = in the next room." Alan said as his arms fell to his side. He then = turned around and reached over to a small table that appeared out of = nowhere. On the table was the Lamp. He picked it up and held it close = to his body, rubbing it with such care that only a mother would share = with her child. Then, it happened. . . . . That sound, the low hum. Alina remembered it from the first time she = held the lamp, and looked on as a cloud of smoke rose out of the spout = into the air. White and semi round the cloud took shape. First the = eyes appeared with a jade green glow, then the mouth and nose could be = discerned. It was the Genie all right, none other than the one who = started Alina off on her journey into one life after another. "Why have you brought me here Genie?" Alina asked. "Here you come to face yourself, another reflection of time and space." = The Genie replied. She looked at both of them, not knowing quite what to do. "I understand = the first wish, to become a woman, the woman I have hidden inside me all = my life, and explore a woman's body so to become what I have missed. = Then, the second wish also is apparent as well. I felt the highs and = lows of being not only a woman, but a mother. The joy and downfalls of = being a wife, mother and woman with gray hair seemed to snap me back = into reality. I have to admit, I didn't know how long you were going to = leave me there. But, where do I go now? Since I have no control over = these wishes you have to tell what's next. So tell me, why did you send = Alan after me only to pull me into this black void. When can I go home? = Talk to me, please! "Your first two wishes have passed within you and became one with your = soul, now, without hesitation I grant you your third wish. . . . . = Behold!" With a flash of light the black room was gone. A Hospital hallway = stretched as far as the eye could see in both directions. People were = buzzing up and down in an attempt to help those in need. In the middle = of it all was Alina, and Alan standing next to her with the lamp still = in hand. "Where are we now Alan?" "The beginning, where you and I come from." Alan pointed to a door = leading into a glass covered room where a woman was giving birth as a = doctor and nurses assisted in the delivery. "Is that? That is? MOM? Look at me Alan, tell me that this is not real = and that woman is NOT our MOTHER!" "Sorry, can't do that. Look again and see with your own eyes." Alina walked over to the glass, still covered with the glow from the = black room her hands pressed against the windows allowing her to have = support as she looked deeper into the face of the woman on the table. = It was her mother, and she was giving birth to, to, HER? She watched = on with no pause in her attention as the baby feel out from it's = mother's womb and into the waiting hands of the elderly doctor. That = was a sight to see, indeed, to see one's own birth made butterflies in = Alina's stomach. The doctor held up the child and gave a firm pat on = the back to induce breathing, and life began. The shallow sounds from = the little child began to grow with every breath until a cry could be = heard. "It's a girl Mrs. Tinner! A beautiful little girl." The Doctor said = with a smile in his eyes. The nurse took the little baby in her arms and held her up to her = mothers breasts. Each looked into the other's eyes as the = mother-daughter bond began to form. Tears of joy flowed like a = mountain stream down Mrs. Tinner's rosy cheeks. =20 Alina's mother cried with happiness as she spoke to the doctor , "Such a = beautiful little girl, look at her everyone! I have a daughter, a = wonderful baby daughter. Oh thank you doctor, thanks for everything!" Alina looked over to Alan, "A girl? I was born a boy, that's what I = was, a boy. Now why a girl? I thought that this was a temporary = transformation and now you and that Lamp are saying that I have been a = girl all my life! How do you explain that Alan?" "Simple, your first wish was fantasy. The second wish was experience in = real life, now your third wish is a REAL LIFE! You are now and have = always been Alina, and I am your fantasy." "What do you mean that you are my fantasy?" Alan looked at the lamp, "This is your reality now, I was never born. = Try to remember your childhood. Tell me what you remember Alina, think = and remember." Closing her eyes a weightless feeling came over her body. No sensation = of touch, smell or sound could be part of what she was going through. = Moving without the sensation of motion the delivery room grew dim and = then dark. The hallway filled with a fog that gave no hint of walls or = a floor to be seen. Then a light shown in from above, a light that grew = in strength with every passing moment. As the fog began to dissipate the = green color of grass was underneath her feet. She looked around and = saw the outlines of a fence, swing set and children playing in the yard. = She had remembered a part of her childhood, playing at home with = friends. "You see Alina, you have a past and I don't. See what you have been and = the life that you have had. Enjoy it, treasure it, and always learn = from it." Alina looked at the children and spotted a little girl playing in the = sand. She must have been around 3 or 4, long hair braided down her back = and tied off with a bright bow at the end. "Alina." A little boy yelled, "Let's play house now, and I'll be the = daddy so you can be the mommy." "OK Tommy, I'll get my dolly from my bedroom and we can play." The = little girl got up and ran into the house. Both Alan and Alina followed her younger self in the bedroom in which = she slept. They both watched as she picked over the large stack of toys = until she found a simple blonde headed doll with a pink dress on. =20 "I know that doll, " Alina said, " I know it, it's Mr. Beezley! Mrs. = Beezley? What the heck am I saying! I can't believe that I know this = doll, but I do. Oh, look at her, holding Mrs. Beezley with such love = and warmth." " Yes Alina, you were quite a warm and caring child. This is the past = for you to enjoy and learn from. Tell me, what else do you remember?" Alina closed her eyes again and the room grew dark around them. Sounds = faded into the background until they were no more. Just as fast as = they went the sounds around her came back with a newness. As she opened = her beautiful eyes the image of her mother stood in front of her. = Standing next to her was the 7 year old Alina, standing proud in her = Sunday School dress and Mrs. Beezley in hand. "Now young lady" Her mother explained, "This is your first time out in = this dress and you can't get it dirty, OK?" "OK mommy, I promise." "All right now my little Angel, off we go to Church. Let's get your = father." "Oh my God, did she say daddy?" Alina asked. Alan looked at her and said, "Why yes. Why do you sound so surprised? = It's just a typical family, father, mother and daughter going to Church = on a Sunday." A wave of emotions exploded within Alina's heart. She felt panic, pain, = the very tearing of her being from the inside out. "This can't be true, = not now, not ever. My father is DEAD! He died when I was 5, and it was = my fault." Alina started balling her eyes out. The tears flowed out = faster than they could be wiped off. =20 Alan said, "Yes, he died when I was five, not when you were five. = Remember what happened when he died." That was a horrible day for all. Alan was playing "T" ball at the local = park with a storm moved in and started to rain very hard. The coach = called each parent to pick up their child as the storm didn't look like = it was going to let up too soon. Alan's father was trying to race the = storm to pick up his son when another car lost control on the slippery = pavement and rammed head first into his car. Mr. Tinner was killed = instantly. =20 "Since you were a girl you never played in "T" ball, so since you didn't = play you weren't in the park that day. You were home, safe and sound, = and your father didn't have to go anywhere." Alan explained. Just then their father walked around the corner. "There's my little = girl," as he picked her up and gave her a big hug and kiss, "Wow, = daddy's little girl sure looks beautiful in her bright new dress." "Thank you Daddy." Alina stood there with a long look on her face as she watched her father = cuddle her younger self. The feeling of loss was filled with the = feeling of joy when she saw him take his little girl's hand to guide = her outside into the car. As the family drove off a sense of loss was = shared between the adult Alina & Alan. "Time to move on Alina, it's time to see yourself again." "And my father?" Alina questioned him. "If it is meant to be, then he will be there. But remember that I am = not real and what I say doesn't carry much weight." said Alan. "Close = your eyes, concentrate on your memories. Let them take you to the next = level of your life." As the room darkened around her the feeling was different this time. = The memories of the next few years filled her like an empty tea cup. = The happy times, the sad times were a whirl wind in her head, spinning = round and round. As time passed she gained a sense of balance with the = new memories which left her feeling a little more comfortable. Then as = she started to relax the darkness began to lift from around her and the = outline of many shapes could be seen. A chair, a table, a bed and night = stand came into focus revealing a bedroom. Looking around there was a = strong feeling of familiarity that was reaching into her heart, and then = she saw the young Alina standing in front of a full length mirror., She = was naked. . . . . . . End of Installment 11 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp12.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp12.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp12.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp Installment 12 A TS Fantasy by StevenC195 She was totally naked, not a stitch of clothing to be found on her body. = With her arms to her side she stood very erect and still. You could = tell that her eyes would not be interrupted by any sound or any type of = distraction. It was as if the vision of her own body was hypnotizing = her into a trans. like state. The older Alina watched her then began to = move towards her. As Alina came along the young girls side she was able = to see that this was not a girl but a young woman discovering her own = body. The young woman's hormones were beginning to have her body take = shape with subtle curves around her peach colored hips and a finely = defined waist line. Her breasts were showing enough to give a soft = beauty to her other innocent features. The young Alina's face was = taking form with heightened cheeks and fuller lips accented by the = peaches and cream complexion that she was blessed with. The fingers on = her hands were much longer and thinner now with naturally long nails = giving the finishing touch. As she moved her hands the tips of her = fingers slowly explored every inch of nature's gift to her. With every = motion there was a reaction by the body that gave new sensations and = emotions an awakening call. =20 As the mature woman watched her younger self she could almost feel the = tingling of electricity running over her body. It was as if the two = felt the same thing at the same time, but we know that couldn't be so, = or could it. . . .=20 "Alan, why am I seeing this?"=20 "You must see what is important to your life and development. Alina. = Look at this teenager for she is a girl no more. She is doing what any = normal girl would do at this age, it's nothing out of the ordinary." "But I seem to feel what she is feeling. How can that be? I was not = born a woman but a man. I remember the first time I was excited by a = girl, and I remember the first time I jumped onto a bike the wrong way! = I remember being a man, not this. Explain that to me will you." Alan took the lamp in hand and raised it above his shoulders. "I am = your imagination, nothing more. What you remember is a product of those = dreams and not real to the touch. Listen to me, and if you won't then = hear this. . . . ." The lamp started to hum again. The glow of colors fell around it and = smoke began to emerge from it's spout. As the smoke took it's all too = familiar shape she could hear the voices of her past speak to her = through the younger virgin. "These are your feelings for this life," Said the Genie. " Forget your = old past and embrace the new. She is you and you are her, let that not = be the end but a beginning for both. Imagination has given you a vision = of a man who was real in another life which is not yours. Join your = past and live for a moment." Winds, flashes of light and sounds of a rushing river filled the room. = Alina drifted towards the mirror in a chariot of dreams. It carried her = with great love and understanding to the past, then, without warning she = was pulled into the mirror by a force of light. Alina was spun around = until she stopped flat on the face of the glass, staring at her younger = self. Each of their eyes made contact with the other looking not only = at but into each other's souls. It became more intense with each = passing moment until it seemed like they were one. With a flash of = light the two broke apart and the woman in the mirror became the younger = one opposite the reflection.=20 "Look at me, I am young again, a teenager." Alina realized that she = entered the 14 year old body by the Genie's command. "My God, this is = unbelievable. It feels so familiar to me but I don't know why. If I = was born a woman in the first place than this would make sense. Really, = it's about time that I realized that I was born female and I have a life = and memories that goes with it. Tell me Genie, what would you have me = do now?" Knock, Knock Knock! The sounds came from the bedroom door. "Alina, come on, you'll be late for school." Alina's mother said = through the door. "School! This is crazy, I am not going to school. No way! You hear me = Genie? I am not moving another inch until you put me back in my body = and get me out of here. How about it? Genie? . . .=20 Genie? . . . . . . . . . . . .Genie!. . . . . . . . . . . . . .Hello. . = . . . .. . As her eyes looked around there was no sight of Alan, the Lamp or the = Genie. They were all gone without a trace. Standing there naked was = getting to be a little cold by now, so looking over she saw cloths on = the bed consisting of a skirt, blouse, panties and bra. =20 "Guess I don't have much choice in the matter. So, guess I'll try to = play sick and figure this out from here. Ya, I can do "Sick" very well, = my mother will believe me and keep me home. I just know it!. . . . I think. . . . . . . . As the garments were fitted onto her body she noticed an unusual feeling = of discomfort. It almost felt like, NO! Cramps! No way am I going = along with this. Got to get out of here and do something. Don't know = what but I'll figure it out. Knock knock knock! "Alina, honey, are you ready yet?" "Yes mom, but I don't feel very good, may be I should stay home. OK?" "You don't want to disappoint Ron, do you? He is downstairs right now = and is ready to walk you to school. After all, he is nice and cute." = Alina's mother said as she turned and walked down the hallway. "Ron, what a name. At least it wasn't Chip, or Skip, or Buzz. Imagine = that, me interested in boys, what a joke." Sure it seemed funny to her, but she forgot that she had already made = love to a man once before. It was a wonderful experience that she had = put out of her mind, after all she thought it was a dream in the first = place. However, this was now dream, and the young man meant more to her = than she realized, and was about to find out just how much she did care = for him. After she dressed she left the room and went down the hallway to the = kitchen where mom & dad were having breakfast and reading their = newspapers. At first the sight of her father frightened her, after all = he was dead long before she turned 10. But there he was sipping coffee = and looking over his paper with a smile on his face. "Good morning pumpkin. How's daddy's little girl today?" He said. "Fine" Her mother said, "Honey, Ron is waiting. It's not nice to ignore your = guests, be polite and greet him. "Yes, mother" =20 As she exited the Kitchen her stomach had a sinking feeling. As she = entered the Living room that feeling went away fast. He was cute, so = cute and she didn't know why. It was about two inches taller than she = was with short blonde hair and an earring in the left year. He was = dressed well, Hip-Hop style clothing and a touch of old world manners. = Alina lost all control again, she couldn't stop staring at him and the = hormones ran wild through her body. He was handsome, very very cute and = handsome. The attraction between them was like a giant magnet reaching = to touch the north pole. =20 "Hi Ron" she giggled. . .=20 "Hey Alina, what's going on?" Ron replied. "Ah, nothing. I was just upstairs getting dressed." She thought to = herself. . . ."Great! Don't I sound stupid! Of course I was getting = dressed, he knows that, I know that, heck the cat knows that. I'm = talking like a person who has lost their mind." It was much more than that, and Alina knew it. Trying to get herself to = confess a 14 year olds feelings was not an easy task to be sure. It = was going to take much more than anyone thought, and this was proving to = be an interesting morning. "Got your books ready? "Sure, I guess. Let's see where did put those note books. Ah, here = they are, Ok, let's go Ron." "By mom, by dad, see you later." She yelled as the front door opened. They sprang out the front door hitting the walkway with a loud "Thump". = Alina couldn't keep her eyes off of Ron, it was a type of magnetism she = had never experience before. The walk to school went by fast. They = talked and talked until they got at the front gate of the school. Ron said, "Well, guess this is it. Ah, I got to go to Mr. Baxter's and = I guess you have to go to Mrs. Flint's homeroom. So, like a, well . .. = . . see you later?" "Yes!" Ron reached over and gave Alina a kiss on the lips then sped off down = the side of the building. All she could do was stand there, shocked at = what just happened. As she felt the waves of teenage emotions run wild = through her body she was surprised with how much she was thinking like a = teenager. It felt so natural to feel that way, no worries about bills = or what was going to be cooked for dinner just her thoughts ran away = with Ron and that romantic kiss. Sure, didn't seem romantic to us as = adults but to a 14 year old couple romance comes in unexpected ways. Alina wasn't quite sure where she was, but her instincts told her to = turn left and walk. Walk she did until she stopped in front of a large = Auditorium. The doors were open to reveal a large group of students = waiting on the inside. :"Late again Miss Tinner, we will have to do something about that. =20 "Sorry sir," Alina said. As she passed through the doorway an invisible barrier passed through = her body, successfully separating the Older Alina from the younger = version. The young Alina continued to walk towards an empty desk where = she promptly sat down. The older Alina was unable to move further into = the class room. The two were separated once again. It was hard for the = mature Alina to accept this, she was beginning to enjoy herself in that = new body. All those emotions bursting out in all directions, with one = person to try and focus on but not having him close enough to express = her feelings for. Alan appeared "You know that she has a difficult road ahead." Alina jumped with the shock that Alan had appeared out of the air to = her. He still held the lamp in hand. "What are you trying to pull now Alan? I know you are jealous of me but = what could the younger me do to make you so negative?" The sound of clicking shoes got her attention. As she turned around = there were men in suites walking towards her. Closer and closer they = got until they walked right through the ghostly image of Alina and = straight into the classroom. "Who is Alina Tinner?" Asked the first one. . ...=20 End Installment 11 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp13.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp13.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp13.txt" Alan & His Magic Lamp A TS Fantasy Installment 13 by StevenC195 The classroom turned silent. Both of the men stood with hands folded in = the doorway waiting for someone to speak out and acknowledge their = question. "Who are you gentlemen?" Asked the teacher. The two men looked at each other, then proceeded to walk into the = classroom and approach the teacher's desk. One drew out a business card = showing the name "Starlight Lines". It was a talent agency, a very BIG = agency from Hollywood. =20 "We would like to have a moment with Miss Tinner, if it is all right = with you Mrs. Flint." Asked the tall man. "Of course, Miss Tinner these gentlemen want to speak to you for a = minute. Please go with them." Alina had never seen these two before. She rose up and walked out of = the classroom with the two suits in tow. The three walked across the = hall and into an empty room, shutting the door behind them. "What's going on Alan?" The older Alina questioned. "Tell you what, instead of me spoiling it for you why don't we take a = peak inside" Alan walked through the door and into the little room = where all three were sitting at a table. "Alina, may we call you Alina?" Asked the short man. "Sure, whatever." She replied. "Who are you guys? What's the big deal = with taking me out of class?" "Simple, we are here to offer a chance of a lifetime for you. Do you = like to act?" "Act? As in acting?" "Yes, of course that's what we mean. We represent one of the biggest = talent agencies in California and you have the eye of someone important = on you. She, who's name we can't divulge, is very interested in giving = you a screen test for an up coming movie that is being produced." Alina just stared, "Movie. . . . .Right. . . ... Look, I wasn't born = yesterday ya know. Who are you trying to kid anyway?" "This is no joke, we really are interested in giving you a screen test. = What do you say, are you interested?" Alina: "Of course I'm interested! Where and when?" "Tonight, and here is the address." The tall man handed her a card with = the audition address and phone number. She had to be there at 8 o'clock = on the nose. It was quiet as Alina thought about the fame and money that goes with = stardom. "I'll be there." "Great!" Replied the tall man, " See you there at 8 PM." The door opened and the two men exited the room leaving the teenager = alone with her thoughts. As she left the room herself the school bell = rang out. She watched from the doorway as the classrooms emptied out = and she saw Ron's face coming towards her. He came up and gave her a = hug and kiss. Alina explained what happened as they walked to their = next class. That night Alina drove to the address on the card. It was a = professional building, tall and full of many small businesses. Finding = her way into the maze she counted the suite numbers as she walked along = until she found the one she was looking for. Alina knocked on the door = and was greeted by the tall man from school. "Miss Tinner, very good, right on time. Did you have any problems = finding the address?" He asked. "Not at all." "Come in and let me introduce you to Ms. Styles. Here we are, Ms. = Styles please meet Miss Alina Tinner." The woman was uncanny in appearance. Tall, with coal black hair which = reached to her waist. Long nails painted with a deep red accented her = Dragon-Lady fingers. The dress she wore was black and down to her = ankles with a slit up one side. Her shoes to match the elegance of her = dress with rhinestone studded 4" heels, this woman was a sight to see. "Welcome my dear." She spoke with a deep voice, " I think that you will = like what we have for you tonight." Alina just stood there, unable to speak. =20 "Well, what do you think dear?" "I. . . . .Uh. . . . . guess what I want to say is. . .. . . . Thank = you?" Ms. Styles laughed a sinister laugh as her hand reached out to cradle = Alina's young face in her hand. "It's not Bette Davis, but it's a start. = Come over here to the makeup chair and I'll introduce you to Billy." The two walked hand in hand across the room to a door where on the other = side was a complete beauty salon. Standing in the middle was a rather = strange looking man with long blonde hair. "Billy!" She struck a tone. "Yes Mam, right here." He replied. "This is Alina. Alina is going to be working with us tonight, and I = want you to take extra special care of her. So take those wonderful = talents of yours and put them to work. Make her beautiful." Billy held out his limp hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you, I've heard = so much about you honey." "Thanks, nice to meet you too." Alina felt a little out of her league = and didn't know quite how to act.. The safest way through this was = silence so she kept her answers to yes and no for the most part. = Meanwhile, the older Alina and Alan walked in to observe what was = happening. "Alan is this for real?" Alan: "Just watch, I think that you will find this interesting." Billy guided the girl into his chair and sat her down. Out came the = smock and around her neck it was tied. Billy pulled here and pulled = there testing her skin and hair for strength and texture. "Listen honey, I'm going to give you a crash course in making yourself = look beautiful, so ready or not here we go." First the hair was washed and trimmed in an adorable style. An = assistant cam in and gave her a pedicure as Billy applied the various = layers of makeup and color to her face. In no time at all this young = woman was looking like a Miss Universe contestant. The final touch was = with wardrobe. Billy pulled out a pair of soft satin French cut = underwear, nylons, a cream colored blouse with long sleeves and a knee = length white skirt. The final touch came with a pair of white pumps. = Emerging from the dressing room was a new woman, a much more = sophisticated woman in her expensive clothes and $200 make up session. = This was high class, and there was no doubt about that. "Ready Miss Tinner?" "Of course she is ready you idiot!" Exclaimed Billy, "Can't you see how = wonderful she looks? Go on, take her along and show her the ropes." There wasn't time to react, just time enough to follow the person = leading Alina to an isolated room at the far end of the building. The = room was lined with white and peach colored curtains, and overhead were = many wooden rails which held up all manors of lamps and spot lights. So = few lights were turned on, and those that were had a dim glow about = them. Below in the center of it all stood a bed. The shine from it's = satin sheets made a glow all around it with a softness that calmed the = soul. On the far side was a full length mirror framed in gold with = faces of people carved into the sides. The faces were of an old woman, = a middle aged woman, both a young and elderly man and a child. It was = eerie, very strange to see. Alina slowly turned her head until see saw = standing alone near one corner a camera mounted on a tripod. The = electronics were not controlled there but wires ran from the unit, = through the wall and into the next room where they were hooked up to an = edit console with video monitors. There, in that control room, one = person could watch all that was happening and record every moment =20 "Where is everyone?" She thought. =20 About that time Ms. Styles walked through the door. Reaching out her = hand she touched the girl's shoulder with an abrupt move. "Why Alina, = you look, so, so good. Tell me what you think of our little studio." "It's simple Ms. Styles, not many props to clutter up the set, are = there? Tell me what kind of testing you do here. . . ." "We told you we do screen testing for potential actors and actresses, = you know that. Come over here and sit down with me on the bed I have = something that I should tell you." Ms. Styles steps were ever so small due to her tight dress and it seemed = to take forever just to walk a few feet. As they sat down the one = person in the room exited through the door leaving a silent air behind = him. "In life we are here to choose a path be it right or wrong. You have = the power to choose your own path as well as I have and what you see is = but a flicker of light through a frame of one day. Look around you, = what do you see?" "A room with little purpose other than making porno films. Am I right? = I mean, that IS what's going on here isn't it." Both women looked into = the other's eyes waiting for an emotional response. Styles: "If that is what you think, then OK. Listen child, there is = much more here than meets the eye. Come with me. . ." Their bodies rose up off the plush bed and walked towards the mirror. = Only a few feet away they stopped and looked at their reflections = wanting nothing more than to finish what each had come there for. Then = it happened, a growing haze distorted the images in the mirror until the = basic figures were blobs of undefined lines. Closer the attention went = to the sights before them, the woman with anticipation and the teenager = with a sense of fright and amazement. Building suspense crept around = the room like a angry swarm of bees waiting to strike at any moment. "What's happening with our reflections?" Ms. Styles raised an eyebrow and curved up one corner of her mouth, "Are = you sure you are who you think you are?" "What's that suppose to mean!" Angry the teenager replied. "Look deep into the mirror and tell me what you see. Look for the = defiant part of yourself and listen with your heart." Light sprang forth from the edges of the mirror filling the entire room, = illuminating everything that it touched. The brightness went right = through Alina's clothes and through her skin to touch her heart with a = power never know by mortals. A voice began to speak to her from the = mirror, "The beginning is the end, and the three shall meet with hands = closed and eyes open." In the center of the mirror a golden shape took = form, it was the Lamp! The young woman didn't understand what was going on, she watched as the = faces on the mirror's frame began to move and take on a life of their = own. =20 The elderly woman's face moved back and forth as it was searching the = room for something. Then it's eyes made contact with the young Alina. = "See with your eyes that you will know the truth." The elderly man's face also spoke to her, " Feel with your heart and you = will embrace life." Harmony spoke with the man & woman, "We can smell the fear in your aura. = You have the gift of second sight that it may show the past and future = within." The reflection of the mirror began to shift and change. It seemed to = grow out of the glass itself until the Lamp left the mirror completely = as to just hover over the floor below Forms began to melt together in = the glass again, but this time it wasn't Alina or Styles. Minute by = minute the lines became more defined until a man & woman could be made = out. It was Alan & the older Alina. The lamp said, "Speak to yourself young one. Speak to the male side of = yourself and become one with both of them." "Hello Alina, I'm Alan. This is a little hard to explain but you and I = are one in the same." "I am not listening to this! Got to get out of here, right now!" She = shouted.=20 Ms. Styles took Alina's hand & said, "Look at me." Turning her head she saw a man's face with a woman's body standing next = to her. This was bizarre, that beautiful dress and gorgeous nails were = masked by a man's face. "This is who I really am. I was born a man but so badly wanted to be = female that the Lamp brought me here to face the life I might have had. = However, I made one bad mistake, the conflict within me was so great = that I never left this place. Unlike you I couldn't move on, an I found = that reality and fantasy were too hard to split apart. You still have = the chance to continue your journey, look at the woman in the mirror = now." "I see a middle aged woman who looks like. . . . . . .like. . . . .. = .ME! Dear God! What should I do, I can't believe what is going on = right now. Can she hear me? Can, can she speak to me?" Styles: "Yes, just talk to her." She walked up to the mirror. "Hello, can you understand me?" "Yes I can." Boasted the woman. " YA: "Why are you here?" OA: "To be with you and remember what life was like as a woman and not = a man. You see, in my reality I was born male, but the Lamp showed what = it was like to be born female. I have been traveling through time and = space to experience life on the other side. There is still more to do = and see. Here, take my hand." The older Alina reached through the glass with her hand and arm. She = held them out for her younger self to grab. =20 End Installment 13 ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440 Content-Type: application/octet-stream; name="lamp14.txt" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable Content-Description: lamp14.txt (Text Document) Content-Disposition: attachment; filename="lamp14.txt" TS Fantasy with a Twist Installment 14 by StevenC195 As their hands made contact the soft skinned girl was hurled through the = looking glass in a flash of light. =20 Quiet, silence and still of air filled the void at which she stood. = Without sight, sound, or even touch=20 everything seem to float around her, but without substance or body. A = feeling of the unknown began to=20 gnaw at her subconscious as the moments passed, growing stronger and = stronger. Then, without warning=20 came a sensation of touch from something warm and soft. She strained to = see what it was but the=20 blackness seemed to cover everything from her breasts down and her = elbows out. Silence broke! "Welcome" said a soft voice. "Yes, welcome to our club" A man's voice added. Looking around seemed to do no good, she could hear the voices but = couldn't tell where they were=20 coming from. "Where are you?" "Right next to you" The female voice answered. "Why can't I see you? I hear you, and. . . .and I felt you. That was = you, wasn't it?" The female voice replied, "Of course it was. How do you think you got = here in the first place!"=20 "Ok, Ok, but where is here?"=20 You could feel the air move as the male voice took a breath. "It might = be easier to do this in the light. =20 How about it you two, let's shed some light on the subject." A breeze slowly started to encircle the young girl growing faster and = faster until the movement of air=20 began to glow around her. Brighter and brighter it became until it was = a wall of light. She could see=20 herself but couldn't see through the wall. The young Alina reached out = to touch it and the wall moved=20 away from her getting larger and brighter. As it moved away two shadows = formed in it's side. Further=20 back it moved and deeper in color and sharper in image the shadows = became. A leg came forth from the=20 shorter one, and then an arm. The features of a face melted together = like hot wax dripping down the sides=20 of a candle, and then the eyes were there. The other shadow followed in = suite, and as they both emerged=20 from the wall of light young Alina saw a man, and a woman smiling at her = with hands clasped. "Now you see us," Alan remarked. " I am Alan, and this is. . . . . " = He paused, and looked over for=20 guidance. "I am Alina. You, and I are Alina" Experience in life never seems to be enough when you find yourself = facing yourself. "My God, you look=20 like me only older. Are you really. . . .?" The older Alina put her hand on her shoulder and said, "Yes, I am you = and you are me. This is all a little=20 confusing, and I'm not quite sure how to start." YA: "How about the highlights and we'll take it from there." Alan walked past both women to the mirror which showed the outside world = to them. "This is your=20 reality, her past, and my dreams. You see I am not real, and both you = women are a reflection of the=20 other's life-force. " Alan looked down and shook his head. "Think of = it as the "Movie of the Week" for=20 you, and "This is your life" for the older you. Me, it's Fantasy = Island and Mr. Rorke is drunk." With arms folded the young girl looked through the glass of the mirror. = "Where is that?" She pointed=20 out. "It's better to show you than explain it." Alan motioned to the older = Alina to move into the mirror. As=20 she passed through her body became as the young teenager's was in style = a beauty. =20 "Holy S---! What's going on?"=20 Alan took her left hand, "She has crossed over to a memory of existence = where you are living today. =20 Watch and listen." The newly rejuvenated woman found herself next to the bed on the set. = Feelings of excitement flowed=20 through her veins as she ran her finger tips across the silk sheets of = the bed. Just then a man walked in=20 through the only door on the set. He was tall, about 6'-2", and had = long blonde hair down to the middle=20 of his back. He had a strong square chin and deep blue eyes that = seemed to enter into a girl's heart=20 without any effort. His arms and legs were very muscular and hairy, = coated in a deep tan and scented=20 waters. The clothes he wore were small and defined. An open white = shirt with no sleeves, white shorts=20 that left little to the imagination. Slowly he moved towards her, step = by step. Sitting down on the edged of the bed was automatic for Alina, = she sat with her mouth open and eyes staring into the stranger's. She = could feel the excitement running through her blood and crossing her = skin. Her breasts felt tight and erect as her nipples swelled under her = blouse. A heat wave passed over her face only to travel down her body = to her womanhood where the first sensation of passion was being born. = He stopped, watching her hands move from the sheets to the sides of her = body, then down they traveled exploring the sensations of lust and body = language along the way. Further down they went to comfort her body's = thirst for love until they stopped. It wasn't a moral thought that = halted her hands but a small quake which ran from her stomach in all = directions. "What was that?" She thought.=20 It was a wonderful feeling! Oh so warm and satisfying that she = continued to move on in such of more new feelings and encounters. He = moved again, lifting his feet ever so softly that he looked as if he was = walking on air. Alina could almost feel the air around his body when as = he reached out with his hand to touch her. There, his hand came closer = and closer 'till the tips of his fingers touched her leg. Another = shiver sent a wave through the virgin body with such force that it left = our girl weak. A smile fell over each one's face as the moment drew = silent. It was so sensuous how one of her hands moved over her legs to = take his hand in hers. She showed him the way onto the bed, and with = little or no resistance he followed her lead until he sat next to her as = if joined. =20 "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen," He expressed. " I = want you, I want to make love to you like no other man can. For you I = will make the heavens move and all the music of the world play for you = every moment that we are together. Tell me what you are feeling Alina, = show me the woman you are." "Never have I felt like this. My lips long to be caressed by yours, and = my body wants to be held in your strong arms. Take me, show me, please = give to me all you have and I will become the woman of your dreams."=20 Both his arms took her petite body into their protective guard and drew = her closer to his body. Their eyes made contact with no other = distractions having power over them. He pulled her lips to his and an = exchange of passion flowed between them. Alina's breasts pulsated with = excitement and the passion of kissing him turned her body into a flame = that could not be put out. Their bodies became one as they laid back = in each other's arms holding ever so gently to the other. Alina's = clothes seemed to melt off her body piece by piece. Before she realized = it she was showing her perfect femininity to him and wanted to give her = all in the name of love. =20 "Do you like what you see?" She asked. He drew back, looking at her perfect figure and replied, "Of course, you = are so beautiful and soft, I want to give you a night to remember. Tell = me what you want, tell me what you feel." Alina's eyes rolled back as his finger tips ran up her legs to her = womanhood. The feeling was ecstasy, beautiful and pure with no = inhibitions holding them back. "Do it, do it now! Make me feel what it = is to be a woman and show me your manhood now! Now!" He closed his eyes and rested his body onto hers, and with few words = kissed her with passion and delight. Her neck, shoulder and down her = chest he began to embrace her and give her the love she desired. Her = fingers held fast onto his back so tightly that her tips scratched his = skin like a cat in heat.=20 "Let me give you what you want, ask for it Alina." "Yes, yes, I want it now. Give it to me, show me the man you are and = the woman I am." It was like the world was empty one moment and the next was filled with = fantasies beyond belief. The two merged together in passion as his = manhood joined with her body in perfect harmony. She was whole, filled = with the oneness that two people can share when all the barriers are = gone and all is left is the naked truth. It seemed like hours went by = as wave after wave of emotion passed through their bodies. Then, = without warning his mighty staff became hot and bold, reaching further = into the pool of love that surrounded him. She felt it growing and = wanted more as the seconds went by. Together they felt the other's = passion rise higher and higher until. . . . . . .. NOW. . . . . . . . an = EXPLOSION of feelings rushed through them and the pulsation that = followed took all they had so as to leave them weak and quiet. This = was the feeling that she dreamt of when she was Alan and there was no = way she could have ever felt like this in her wildest dreams. Alan watched as a contentment passed over his face, he knew that this = was the defining part of being a woman and a new door had opened for her = in life. "That was suppose to be me, wasn't it?" Asked the younger woman.=20 "That was you." Alan replied. "You are both the same person, and when = you pass back to your reality you will remember the feelings she felt = today. Go now, go and join him in the real world. She watched as the couple laid on the bed in each other's arms, and then = there seemed to be a voice called to her to step through the mirror. As = she took a step into the glass her body melted inch by inch into the = mirror until she couldn't be seen at all, then, a foot and leg reached = forth into Alan's side. Followed by a pair of arms and then the face of = the older Alina. They had exchanged places in the looking glass, but = the experience was with both of them. Alan looked at the older Alina, "How do you feel?" She looked over her naked body, it was different now and not the same as = before. "I'm not sure, I feel a little funny." Just then the Lamp began to rise out of Alan's hands. . . . . .Shaking, = glowing and the smoke raised out from the end in an all too familiar = way. "You have both seen the past, you have seen the future, and now = the last will be a beginning for both." The Genie waved his hand around = in circles as a light formed another mirror on the opposite side of the = other glass. "See your past and become one with it. Look not at each = other for guidance for you have your own paths to travel." Alan looked into the second mirror only to see his younger self in a = bedroom with a girl in his arms. It was dark and quiet, but the image = called to him to come in and become one with it. =20 Alina's mirror was the same. The bed in the middle of the studio set = captured her heart as the two lovers embraced each other after the = passion of love. Her reality, his reality, what was real? The Genie = gave no time to either of them, with his mighty hands he pushed them = into the two mirrors to join their other images in the reflections of = their lives. Whoosh! They were separated from each other, but not = entirely. . . . . . . . . . ------=_NextPart_000_01BC419B.9ED7A440--