Charles and Celestial Changes pt3



 Charles  let the sexual animal in him take over.  He knew every move his body was
making, but all that made it to his mind was the pleasure he was feeling.  He
worked his finger in and out of his pussy, bucking his hips to gain as much
penetration as he could.  His left hand stroked faster and harder on his tits. 
Before long, he was squealing and groaning loudly, and yanking on his nipples for
all he was worth.  Before too long, he reached orgasm and then lay back on the
bed to recover until his breathing was back to normal.

Having completed his part of the bargain, Charles stood up and went to his room where
his sister was still sleeping.  Charles couldn't see any sign that the alien had
coated Jenny.  "What should I do?" he thought to the alien.

"Move next to her and touch her neck," was the response he heard.

 Charles  sat on the bed next to his sister and reached out to touch her.  Once he made
contact, Charles felt a tingling sensation rush down his arm and out his fingers. 
Pulling his hand away quickly, for fear of hurting his sister, Charles thought "What
was that?"  There was no response.  Charles tried to contact the alien again, but to
no avail. There was no response.

Jenny sat up, scaring  Charles .  She looked around the room for a moment and looked at
 Charles .

"I believe you now,  Charles ," she said while taking his hand.  When they made
contact, Charles could hear Jenny's thoughts and the alien's. "When you and I touch,"
she thought, "our thoughts can't be hidden from each other.  This is one of the
gifts the alien has given us."

"Gifts?" he thought back.  "I don't think so."

"Why not?  We've got total control over what our bodies can look  like, feel, and
we'll never grow old.  I wish June had found me first."

"Why?"

"I wouldn't have put up such a struggle.  I understand the alien needs better
than you do.  After all, I've always been a girl. But you'll realize what you're
missing after you've had pussy to dick sex."

"That's never going to happen.  I won't let it."

"Fine."  Jenny looked a little upset over that.  "Just wait.  The longer you're in
that body, the more you'll start thinking like a girl and then nature will take
over."

This scared  Charles .  He knew that he wasn't gay and the thought of touching a man's
dick disgusted him.  But in the back of his mind, he wondered what it would feel
like to be fucked by something more substantial than his finger.  A dildo could
solve that problem, he decided.

Jenny broke his train of thought.  "A dildo just isn't the same. Someday, you wait
and see.  Now, I need to give you some information that will allow you to make it
as a woman in this world.  These are just the basics."

 Charles  felt a rush of information pass between his sister and himself.  When it was
done, Charles had memories of the in Charles ate process of being a woman.  But the
memories were from his sister's point of view.   Charles could put on makeup
flawlessly, do his hair in many varied styles, and he knew what to do when his
period started.  That piece of information worried him.

"Don't worry.  June has set both of our bodies up so that we won't have to worry
about a period ever again.  I just gave you that so you could be a complete
woman.  Other ladies would get suspicious if you didn't know everything about
your body."

"Where is June?"

"She's here with me.  She's not talking to you right now since you've upset her. 
She's going to stay with me for a while.  When she feels that you've got a better
attitude, she'll come back.  Until then, her old body will continue to work the
way it has.  Just remember to feed it at least once a month.  More if you decide
to change anything about your body."

"I can change my body without her help?"

"Yes.  But not to a male's body.  That's your punishment.  Be lucky she's letting
you make any adjustments.  She was going to make you 200 pounds and then not let
you change anything.  But she wants you to enjoy your  Charles e as a woman.  If you
enjoy it enough, maybe you'll want to stay that way."

"Never."

"We'll see.  Now I'm going shopping.  Do you want to come with me?   After all,
your new body will need some clothes of it's own."

"I guess I can't stay inside all the  Charles e.  I'll go."

Jenny let go of  Charles 's hand and got out of bed.  "Good," she said to him.  "I'll go
shower and you get dressed.  Use the knowledge I gave you to do your hair and
face."  With that, Jenny left and went to the bathroom to start a shower.

 Charles  stood and headed back to Jenny's bedroom. Opening the dresser, Charles took out a
new pair of tan pantyhose and set them on the bed.  Next, Charles found a nice plaid
dress and a white blouse to match it.  The dress was the current rage for most
college girls, the bottom had about twelve pleats and the top part looked like a
tank top.

Taking out a white bra, Charles realized that the tan pantyhose wouldn't be the best
choice for this outfit.  Charles put the pantyhose back into Jenny's dresser and
rummaged around until he found the white opaque tights that were meant to be worn
with this outfit.  Charles had seen many girls wearing this type of outfit at school,
but he now understood why white or black was worn with this dress.  He knew that
this information was from Jenny since he had never even bothered to think about
such things in the past.  "At least I won't be making any fashion mistakes," he
thought.

After removing the teddy he was wearing, and realizing suddenly that he missed
the feel on the thong against his asshole, Charles sat on the edge of the bed and
gathered one of the tights legs up. Sliding his foot into it, Charles pulled them up
till it covered his knee. Repeating the process on the other leg, Charles then stood
and pulled the tights up the rest of his legs until they were pulled tight
against his crotch and over his waist.  He took a moment to rub his pussy through
the fabric.

 Charles  then took the bra from off of the bed.  He knew that it was easier to put the
bra on backwards to hook it then turn it around and slip his arms though the
straps.  After doing this, Charles mad a minor adjustment to the straps to make the
bra fit correctly.  The blouse was the next item Charles put one and even though the
buttons were on the opposite side that he was used to, he had no problems and the
buttons seemed natural.  Charles took the dress and unzipped the back. Stepping into
it, Charles pulled it up and put his arms thought the proper holes.  Reaching behind
him, Charles was able to pull the zipper up without any assistance.

He then walked over to the mirror.  Starting at the toes, Charles examined his body. 
The image reflected back was dressed flawlessly. Now he needed to work on the
hair and face.   Shoes would be the last things he would put on.  After all,
didn't every woman he know complain that standing in heels hurts your feet after
a while?  As he was leaving the room, he saw Jenny on the phone in his bedroom.

 Charles  went on to the bathroom where his sister had put her cosmetics and
hairbrushes.  Since Jenny had already done her hair and face, Charles didn't have to
worry about any interruptions.  After pulling his hair back into a ponytail,  Charles 
started by applying a foundation that matched closely to his skin color, but it
was a little darker. Once he had formed an even coat over his face, Charles applied a
powder layer to dry it some.  Skillfully, Charles applied his eyeliner, eye shadow,
mascara, blush, and lipstick.  Once all that was finished, Charles started on his
hair.  He tried three or four different styles before finally settling on a basic
straight style with his bangs held back by barrettes.  It looked great with the
outfit he was wearing.  He took one final look at himself in the mirror and then
turned and headed back to see if Jenny was ready.

"Is that what you're going to wear?" she asked him as he came into the room.

"Yes," he replied.  "Why?"

"Well, it doesn't go with the image I was hoping we would make."

She was right.  It didn't match what she was wearing.  Her feet were in four inch
high, spike heeled pumps.  He legs were encased in black fishnet stockings.  The
hem of her red form fitting leather dress showed off the tops of her stocking. 
The zipper up the front of the dress was lowered so that Jenny's newly enlarged
breasts could be better displayed.   They were nothing short of huge, at least
DD-cup, Charles es Charles ated, with his new knowledge of feminine clothing.  Her nails
matched her lips and dress perfectly.  Jenny's hair was a blazing red, not the
normal brown that she had only hours ago.  Jenny walked behind  Charles , checking out
his outfit.  She grabbed the hem of the dress and pulled it up.

 Charles  stood there for a moment until he got over his shock, then jumped away from
her and yelled, "What do you think you are doing?"

"Just making sure you're not wearing my underwear.  I'll let you have that dress,
blouse, and tights.  It's not my style anymore." She grinned mischievously when
she said it, however.  She hadn't needed to grab his ass and caress his pussy to
make sure of that.

Jenny's nonchalance worried  Charles .  He had picked out this outfit because he knew it
was one of his sister's favorites.  He wanted to piss her off for making him go
out in public and figures this was one excellent way to do it.  The fact that she
was only worried about whether or not he was wearing her underwear and that she
was dressed like a slut made him wonder if the alien had taken over.  "Are you OK
Jenny?  Or should I say June?"

"Oh little sister, it is me Jenny.  June and I have had a long talk.  She
convinced me that I could get anything I wanted from this world.  I could have
the perfect body and any man I wanted.  All I had to do was to work with her. 
Unlike you, I thought it would be a great idea.  So we made some changes and here
I am.  I'm the one in the power position here, and all you are going to be is the
spare one, not me.   And, you won't have to worry about your reporter job.  I
called them and told them you were sick with the flu and you would be out for at
least four days."

 Charles  was shocked.  This couldn't be his sister.  She wasn't this aggressive.  She
liked the way she used to look.  He knew she did. Heck, they had had a
conversation on this subject last year.  And Charles didn't think that she could have
changed that much in just one year. Charles figured that June had influenced her
somehow and he just had to convince her.  But not now.  He would have to find a
way to break through June's influence.

"I don't think I want to go out now," Charles said.

"Fine.  After all, you don't need to buy any clothes.  You can have mine.  I'm
tired of that lame wardrobe.  It's flash and skin for me from now on.  I'll see
you when I get home."  And Jenny turned and left the room.  Charles heard the front
door shut and then the car start before he even felt the desire to move.   Charles 
lied down onto the bed and started to cry.  He felt helpless and knew that he was
the only one who could stop June from ruining his sister's life.  But he didn't
know what to do.  Nothing seemed to be going right.  After crying for about ten
minutes, Charles sat up on the bed and wiped the tears off his face.  He went back to
the bathroom to fix his makeup and then decided to figure out what he could do
with his new body.

June had said that he could make changes, but not change back to a male.  So, he
decided to try.  Concentrating on his breasts, Charles closed his eyes and envisioned
them one size larger.  At first, nothing seemed to be happening, but then  Charles 
felt his bra becoming tighter.  When he opened his eyes, he could see that there
had been a definite change.  His breasts had become fuller and pushed out even
through the confines of his bra.

 Charles  realized that he could do anything he wanted to his body. "If a little is
good," he thought, "a lot is better."  He went back into his room, getting a
huge, baggy shirt from the closet, and took it back to the bathroom, stripping
his clothes off as he went.  He wanted to view the results of his transformation
on his naked body.

As he stood before the mirror, Charles closed his eyes and envisioned himself with
huge breasts, the size of cantaloupes.  When he opened his eyes, the view in the
mirror was amazing.  "More!" he thought, and closed his eyes again to envision
even larger breasts. When he reopened his eyes, his tits were enormous, almost
the size of bowling balls, but still amazingly round and firm.  He lifted up a
hand to touch one, hefting it and feeling it's weight.  Touching his own gigantic
melon made him moan in arousal as his pussy started to flow.

"Third  Charles e's the charm," he thought, and, keeping his eyes open, inflated his
tits until they were beyond any believable proportion.  They hung from his chest,
amazingly buoyant and easily the size of twin basketballs.  He reached up to
caress them.  They were amazingly round and firm.  "That'll draw some attention,"
he thought.

 Charles  turned to see a side view of himself and was amazed by the size of his
monstrous breasts.  They stuck out way in front of him, threatening to pull him
over forwards.  Slowly, he wrenched his gaze down to his ass.  His sister had
never had a well-formed butt and since she was who his body was modeled after, he
lacked a decent one also.  " Charles e to change that," he thought.

Closing his eyes again, Charles thought about what he wanted for his ass and the
change began.  When Charles opened his eyes, the butt that he saw was sticking out a
full three inches more than it had and it was firm and rounded.  Twisting around
to look behind him, Charles saw that his ass looked even huger than it had before,
but he knew that it was just because he wasn't used to having a feminine butt. 
The image it made in the mirror looked sexy as hell.

Next step was his hair.  Since he always noticed that blondes seemed to attract
more attention than other hair shades, Charles concentrated on this.  When he looked
at himself again, his hair was a light blonde.   Charles 's gaze in the mirror dropped
from his head down to his crotch, and he saw that his pubic hair, covering the
mound of his pussy, was still brown.

He considered changing it to blonde, now that he had the hang of changing his
body, but as he thought of it, he realized that, as a man, he had always really
liked it when girls shaved their pubes.  "I don't have to go to the trouble," he
thought.  He closed his eyes again, and when he reopened them, he found himself
staring in the mirror at his cunt, which was smooth and hairless.  The only
feature visible was the fold of his slit, curving down between his legs.

 Charles  couldn't resist.  He dropped to the floor, lying on his back with his
now-gigantic tits jutting up from his chest like two mountainous mounds of flesh.
 He spread his legs, feeling his cuntlips spreading as well, and the cold air
rushing in up against the warm, wet inside of his pussy.  He massaged his tits
with both hands, barely believing how gigantic they really were.  As he cupped
them and squeezed them, mashing them against his chest, he realized that having
such huge breasts made him uncontrollably horny.  He rolled the nipples around
between his fingers and tugged on them gently, then harder, until they were so
hard they ached.

His right hand found it's way slowly down to his pussy, taking its  Charles e and
caressing every curve on the way.  He parted his lips and inserted his finger in
between them, shuddering at the amazing sensation.  He rubbed his pussy back and
forth, feeling his pussy juice flowing freely out of his cunt and running down
his thighs and along the crack of his ass.

His left hand slowly moved away from his tits, sliding down along his side, over
his hip and to his ass.  He had to roll over onto his side then, and he could
feel his gargantuan tits shifting over on his chest as he moved.  Lubricating his
finger with the pussy juice that had already ran down onto his asshole, he slowly
penetrated his ass with his finger.

 Charles  was amazed at the sensation.  He could feel both his hands, pumping fingers
into both his holes at once.  He couldn't imagine anything more erotic.  His
hands pumped faster at both his pussy and ass, making loud slapping sounds that
were drowned out by his squealing and moaning.  When he came, it was a thunderous
orgasm, but he didn't stop double-fucking himself.  He kept at it, with his
fingers penetrating both his pussy and his asshole, until he came again, and then
again, finally relaxing after the third climax.

 Charles  stopped for a moment when he realized that he was beginning to enjoy being
able to change his form.  Could he be accepting the change as permanent? 
"Never," he thought.  "If I'm stuck as a woman, why shouldn't I make this body
the best it can be?"

With that thought, Charles put his clothes back on from where he dropped them on the
floor.  He had a hard  Charles e squeezing his tits into even the oversized shirt that
he had picked out, and he knew he'd never find a bra to fit them, but he liked
them to much to even consider changing them.  Finally, he wedged them into his
clothing, and then exited the bathroom and returned to his sister's room.  Going
over to the closet, he pulled out a pair of black Mary Janes with three-inch
heels and stepped into them.  He moved over to the full-length mirror that was
mounted on the back of the door and checked himself out.  His newly-enlarged tits
and ass filled out the outfit to the point of bursting.  "Hello foxy," he said
out loud. "Now I need something to do for the afternoon.  I'm not going to let
June win.  Hmm.  I know, I'll go to the library on campus.  I can't wait to see
the looks on the guy's faces.  This should be a riot." With that, Charles grabbed his
keys and headed out the front door.

  Chapter 7 

The trip to the library was fairly uneventful, except for the obviously
astounded, open-mouthed stares that all the guys and some of the girls directed
towards his mammoth breasts.  Their gazes would have reminded Charles of his breasts,
but he didn't need it.  As huge as they were, they shifted every  Charles e he made
even the slightest move. When he entered the library, much the same thing
happened.  As he moved through the study area and headed for the stacks, every
single guy turned their head or looked up from what he was doing to check him out
and goggle at his gigantic tits.  Even the ones with girlfriends, which resulted
in some light slaps to their arms.

When Charles got to the elevator, a crowd of people was waiting to go up.  The
elevator finally arrived and everyone piled in.  Charles was in the middle of the
crowd.  Everyone was looking sideways at him, unable to take their eyes off of
his chest.  It would have been impossible not to brush against his tits,
considering their size, but it happened more than was probably necessary.   Charles 
didn't mind.

The elevator had just slowly begun its climb up the stacks when Charles felt a hand
brush his outer thigh.  Charles closed his eyes as the sensations sent a pleasurable
feeling through his body.  After a minute, the hand returned, this  Charles e it stayed
on his thigh and began to lightly move up and down.  The elevator stopped and
some of the people got out and a few climbed on.  The sensations of the hand on
 Charles 's leg were starting to get him worked up.

The hand moved around to the back of  Charles 's leg and began to move upwards.  Slowly
making circles on  Charles 's nylon-encased ass, the hand moved down and between his
ass checks.   Charles 's legs shifted to allow access for the hand to reach his bald
pussy.  The hand knew it had struck pay dirt and moved to the invitation.  The
elevator had stopped a few  Charles es and let most of the people off, but Charles never
noticed.  All of his thoughts were on what the hand was doing.  The hand had
worked the nylon of  Charles 's tights up his ass and pussy and was massaging them
both.  He could feel the seam of the nylons pulled tight against his asshole, and
the crotch near his pussy was soaked through with pussy juice.

The elevator doors opened and another hand touched  Charles 's back and guided him out.
 Again, Charles didn't notice.  All Charles wanted was to feel the stranger's hand work
him over.  As they walked, the stranger's hand had moved up and around  Charles 's
waist and led him to a private study room.    Charles 's body was on fire.  All he
could think of was that he needed to have an orgasm.  The stranger closed the
blinds to the study room, locked the door and then returned, facing Charles for the
first  Charles e.

"If you want to back out, now's the  time," the stranger said.

 Charles  opened his eyes and looked right in the stranger's face. "No.  Please don't
stop."

The stranger smiled and leaned in to kiss Charles while returning both hands to  Charles 's
ass, kneading and caressing both cheeks.   Charles 's pussy was pressed forwards, and
he could feel the stranger's rock hard cock, straining at his pants.  It was
pressing up against  Charles 's pussy, and the feeling of its hardness there made  Charles 
even wetter.  His hands encircled the stranger's back and moved up and down to
the rhythm of the stranger's hands on his ass and thighs.  Charles moved his hands to
the stranger's strong chest and began to unbutton the plaid shirt. Once it was
unbuttoned, the stranger took it off, one arm at a  Charles e, keeping the other hand
on  Charles .  Charles leaned to the stranger's chest and began to kiss and lightly lick
it.  Charles could feel the stranger's erection pressing against his stomach and he
knew that he had to have it in him soon.

Reaching under his skirt, Charles used his fingernails to tear a hole in his tights
under his hairless pussy.  The stranger's fingers followed and slid into it. 
Gasping with pleasure, Charles felt his entire groin tighten around the fingers. 
Reaching forward, Charles unbuttoned the stranger's jeans and pulled them and the
stranger's boxers down. The eight-inch cock sprang to attention when it was
released. Reluctantly moving his pussy away from the stranger's fingers,  Charles 
knelt in front of him and slowly took the dick into his mouth.  He licked up and
down the shaft, sucking gently on it.  He was amazed at himself for doing this,
but he only knew that he needed it.  He sucked it for a while, actually enjoying
the taste of the pre-cum, and them reluctantly released it from his mouth and
stood up.  Keeping hold of the stranger's cock, Charles grasped it and gently
directed it to his waiting pussy.

The stranger knew what to do from there.  Lifting Charles with both hands and placing
 Charles 's rounded ass on the edge of the study table, the stranger maneuvered his
cock head to the entrance to  Charles 's smooth cunt.  Slowly pushing against  Charles , the
stranger entered and deflowered him.   Charles 's moan of pleasure and pain made the
stranger slow some, but he knew that a tight pussy needs gentle handling until it
stretched.  But it won't stretch if you stop.  The stranger began building speed
in his rhythmic pumping and  Charles 's body responded eagerly and began rocking of the
edge of the table in sync with the stranger.   The stranger's kisses were
powerful and his tongue probed every inch of  Charles 's mouth.  The eventful end
arrived with simultaneous orgasms and moans of pleasure.  Charles could feel all the
stranger's hot cum shooting up into his pussy, making it even wetter and warmer
inside.  He leaned against the stranger with his arms around the stranger's neck.

"More," he groaned.  "I need another fuck."

The stranger was only too happy to comply.  As his companion stepped back to
remove his pants completely, Charles stripped himself of the rest of his clothes,
throwing the ruined, cum-soaked nylons in the garbage.  He was amazed that the
fact that they were naked in a public building only made him hornier.

The stranger maneuvered Charles around, bending him forward over the table.   Charles 
could feel his gigantic tits hanging down from his chest and his nipples rubbing
against the table.  The stranger's cock pressed up against his naked pussy from
behind, entering it completely on the first stroke.  Charles could feel the stranger
caressing and rubbing his ass as his dick fucked  Charles 's pussy.  Charles grabbed the
far edge of the table and threw his head back, moaning in ecstasy.

The stranger pumped away at  Charles 's cunt harder and harder, now reaching around his
front to knead and massage  Charles 's breasts.   Charles 's tits took the expressing "more
than a handful" to a new extreme, and the stranger could barely keep a grip on
them, they were so huge.  He began to yank on them harder, as if to force his
rock-hard dick further into  Charles 's smooth pussy, and Charles couldn't take it any
more. He came in a shattering orgasm.

The stranger wasn't done, however.  He removed his cock from  Charles 's pussy, but  Charles 
could soon feel it again, as it pressed up against the bud of his asshole.   Charles 
bucked his hips backward, feeling the warm cock penetrate his ass.  Feeling no
resistance, the stranger began to fuck Charles in the ass at full force, and  Charles 
loved it.  He could feel it stroking in and out of his rear opening, just like he
could feel the stranger's hands pulling roughly at his tits again. Charles moved his
own hand down to his crotch to finger his pussy.  He came again in a shattering
orgasm, even better than the last, and the stranger's cock erupted with cum at
the same  Charles e.  Charles could feel it filling his asshole like it had filled his
pussy.

Placing his forehead against his arm, Charles slowly began to recover.  When  Charles 
looked up, the stranger was smiling back at him.

"I hoped I was able to satisfy you," the stranger said.  "By the way, my name is
J.."

"No names please.  No attachments."

"OK.  Maybe I'll rub into you in the elevator again."

"Maybe," Charles replied with a smile.

The stranger backed out of  Charles 's asshole with ease due to the shrunken state of
his dick.  Pulling his boxers and jeans up and then slipping his shirt back on,
the stranger headed out the door.  Charles turned over, finding it awkward with the
weight of his enormous breasts, and then just sat on the edge of the table and
watched him go.  Closing his eyes, Charles wondered why he had just had sex.  The
opening of the door brought  Charles 's eyes wide open.  Standing before him was his
male self. "I see you've finally accepted your new life," the copy of his male
body said.

"Jenny?" he stammered, trying to cover his nakedness.

"And June.  In the flesh.  By the way, do you like it?"

 Charles  wasn't up to this, he was still a little dazed by the sex and couldn't quite
think straight.  "I don't get it.  Why are you in my body?"

"Simple.  People would ask to many embarrassing questions if you never showed up
again.  Therefore, June and I will be posing as you during the week.  And on the
weekend and at home, we'll be ourselves."

In  Charles 's clouded mind, all he could see were flames of hate. He heard every word
Jenny was saying, and it infuriated him.  It was one thing to force him into being
a woman, even if he now realized that sex as a woman was great, it was another
thing to take over his life. Charles leapt off the table at Jenny.  Upon contact, a
flash of light appeared before  Charles 's eyes.

When his eyes cleared, Charles found himself standing in the all-too-familiar field. 
Jenny and June were lying near the edge of the lake.   Charles quickly rushed forward
and picked up June and flung her into the waters of the lake.  His body was
still female, and his tits were as immense as they were when he was awake, but
they didn't seem to hamper his movement in the dream.  June's body hit with a
splash and sank under the waters.  Charles went to Jenny's side.  It was then that he
noticed she was bound.  Quickly untying her, Charles gently shook her until she was
awake.

"Where am I?" she asked.

 Charles  was about to answer her when he felt water dripping on him.

"You'll pay for that!!" June was screaming as she stood over  Charles .  Reaching for
 Charles , June missed seeing Jenny stand and begin to swing at her.  The impact of
Jenny's fist in June's head knocked June to the ground.  Charles managed to move
enough to not be under June when she hit the ground.  Before June could react,
 Charles  and Jenny grabbed her and tossed her into the lake again.  Charles and Jenny smiled
as June attempted to climb out and they kicked her back in again.

"Please stop," she begged as she attempted to climb out a second  Charles e.

"Never," Charles responded, "Not until I know you won't cause any problems for us. 
Ever."   Charles squatted down and pushed her back into the waters.

Standing, June staring at the two of them and then collapsed into the waters. 
Thinking it was a joke, Charles and Jenny just watched her.  As they watched, June's
form began to shimmer and then it began to fade.   When it was gone, Charles and Jenny
just stared out over the lake.

"Oh shit," was all Charles could say.  As they looked, the lake around the last
location of June's body began to shimmer and then disappear.   Like a ripple
across the water, the shimmering spread and approached them.  Charles and Jenny turned
and began to run.  The ripple continued over the meadow and began to catch up to
them.  Just before it did, everything went black.

 Charles  woke to find himself on a bed in a white room.  Turning his head to the left,
 Charles  could see his sister in the bed next to him. Her hair was the flaming red it
had been when she had left the apartment.   Somehow, she had changed her body
back from his.  She was sleeping, so he couldn't ask her what had happened.  A
voice caught  Charles 's attention.

"I see you're awake," it said.  Standing next to his bed was a nurse.  "Maybe you
can answer some questions."

"I'll try," and then it hit him.  He was still a woman.  The revelation hit him
and he began to cry.

"It's O.K., dear.  I just need to know who you are.  When the ambulance arrived,
you didn't have any ID on you.  As a matter of fact," she continued with a
bemused look, "YOU didn't have any clothes on you.  We just want to contact your
family and let them know you are all right."  She tried, but like everyone else
she couldn't keep her gaze away from  Charles 's gigantic chest.

"She's my cousin from out of town," Jenny said to the nurse after waking up and
seeing what was happening.  "I'll call my brother and have him pick us up."

"OK.  He'll have to sign some papers and then you'll be free to go.  You sure
gave everyone a scare when you passed out in the library."

"Must have been the heat.  It was sweltering in there."

The nurse raised an eyebrow and nodded towards  Charles .  "Is that why she decided to
strip?"  With a confused look on her face, she turned and left.

Sliding out of the bed, Jenny came over to  Charles .  "You'll have to get a grip on
yourself.  We've got to change our bodies and leave before the nurse comes back."
 Charles just shook his head. "Concentrate," Jenny said and then watched as  Charles 's form
changed.   His hair became dark black and he shrunk every part of his body, even
reluctantly shrinking his tits.  He even added extra fat around his stomach and
neck.  When he finished, he looked nothing like the girl that had been admitted. 
"Good.  Now get dressed and let's leave." Jenny had already changed and was getting
dressed.

The two girls walked out of the room without anyone noticing them.   A short walk
down the hall led them to the elevators.  When they reached the lobby, they
hailed a cab and proceeded to go home. During the trip home, Charles put his head on
Jenny's shoulder and began to cry again.  All Jenny could do was stroke his hair and
try to make him more comfortable.  When they got home, Jenny put Charles to bed and
then went to bed herself.   Charles e to figure out what happened tomorrow.

  Chapter 8

Jenny woke to the smell of pancakes.  She climbed out of bed, wrapped a robe around
her body, and then headed to the kitchen.  When she got there, she was greeted by
the sight of her new sister, cooking.  Charles was standing by the stove, naked, and
looked like he had the day before, with blonde hair, an hourglass figure,
hairless pussy, and gigantic tits.

Hearing Jenny come into the kitchen, Charles turned.  "I tried to change into myself
this morning, but I couldn't.  June's lock on my changes must be permanent.  I
changed back to this because, if I'm stuck as a woman, it's how I feel most
comfortable."

Jenny didn't respond.  She knew what his next question would be.

"Do you remember how to change yourself into me?"

"Yes."

"Do you think you could teach me."

Jenny paused for a moment.  "No." Charles lowered his head and stared at the ground. 
The silence lasted a minute before the smell of burning pancakes caused Charles to
turn.

"It's not that I don't want to,  Charles .  June showed me how and you have to be able
to read DNA patterns to do that.  She didn't teach you because she felt betrayed.
 And I can't because I don't know how to show you."

"Why don't we try touching and sharing information that way?" Charles asked.

"It's not like that.  June was the catalyst.  She's gone now. I tried to read
your thoughts when we were touching in the cab last night.   I couldn't.  I
figured that if I could, I could let you know what she showed me.  I'm sorry." 
Jenny's eyes clouded up and she began to cry.

 Charles  had turned off the stove and removed the pancakes. Turning back around he
moved to his sister and hugged her.  "It's OK. I'll manage as a woman.  I've got
your knowledge and it's becoming second nature.  And..and you could take my place
when society needs to see the male me."

"That would be OK?"

"Sure.  Isn't that what sisters are for?"

Jenny hugged Charles as hard as she could.  She realized that Charles had accepted his
plight when he understood that he could never be male again.  And the  Charles e she
had spent as him was exciting enough that she had hoped to be able to do it
again.  June had given her all of his memories and she knew that she could be
just as good of a Charles as  Charles . "By the way," Charles said, "how did you find me?"

"Another trick June taught me.  When you have sex, I know. She explained it as
needing to know that level of her energy storage area.  I just concentrate and I
know how much you have stored and how far away you are."

"Wow."

"Yea."  What Jenny didn't tell him was that she could also force him to become
sexually excited as they had in the elevator.  This was, he would always be
willing to "fill up" when she wanted him to.  But no need to let him know that. 
Let him think that it's that way for all women.  Feeling a little horny and
mischievous, Jenny fired him up.

Hugging his sister, Charles felt a familiar feeling begin in his groin.  He turned
from his sister hoping she didn't notice.  Jenny's hands cupped his enormous
breasts and began to massage them.  As Charles slipped into the ecstasy of the
moment, he barely noticed the bulge growing in Jenny's crotch.

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