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Date: Thu,  8 Feb 1996 08:11:09 UTC
Subject: New - TG/Hypno - Mind - Part 6 of  8
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MIND.TXT by Waldo

This is a story about hypnosis, transgender, and 
identity swapping.  It includes a lot of sex.  If you are 
underage or those concepts bother you, don't read it.


Chapter 9

We made love  again in a more conventional manner.  
Then "Val" called.

"Hi, John, it's me.  I wa-wa-wanted to tell St-St-
Stephanie to lock in the furniture pr-pr-prices 
tomorrow morning.  Please remind her and I will see 
you tomorrow." she said.  She even sounded like Val.  
If I had not known better, I would have bet that it 
really was Val on the other phone.

Somewhere around 3 PM, I woke up with a pair of lips 
wrapped around my cock.  As she held my cock in her 
hand it became hard again. She wrapped her lips 
briefly around the tip and licked the underside of the 
head.

"Oh, yeah honey. That's what I want.  That feels so 
good. ahhhh." Her mouth began to engulf more of my 
cock as she sucked my cock into her throat. In the dim 
light, I saw her determined look as her tongue started 
to wash my flopping balls and her upper lip reached 
the root of my cock. She began to pump up and down, 
three, four time, pause, pump again.

"Ungh!, Ungh!, Ungh!, " I uttered with each stroke as 
she grunted.  "ooohhh, god, oohh, god, oh, god!" I 
moaned and made animalistic guttural grunts as I 
thrust my meat as deep as she could take it. Her wet 
tight throat had a firm grip on my cock.

My pelvis was pumping with my motions now as much 
as I could manage without losing her. I felt her orgasm 
come in a shuddering quake that started at her crotch 
and expanded to encompass her entire body. Once 
she'd come though, she kept moving, building another 
as she continued to suck my cock. My orgasm started 
to build too, and as she approached her second, my 
cock loosed a torrent of cum into her wet hot mouth. I 
smothered her lips with my cum as she sucked every 
drop from my pulsing cock.

I rolled off and looked at this woman, glowing with joy 
and sexual pleasure. She was still sucking me, 
cleaning the fluids off as she went. I enjoyed the 
sensations her tongue, lips and teeth gave me.  She 
smiled at me and said "You don't have to go to work 
today and I may just call in sick.  We still have a lot of 
catching up to do."

I fell asleep.

I was barely awake when she got out of bed at 6 am 
and went into the bathroom to self-hypnotize herself.  
In less than five minutes, she came back to bed and 
quickly went to sleep.  I went back to sleep also.

When I woke up, she was out of bed.  I got up, pulled 
on some shorts and went exploring the house.  I found 
"Steph" on the patio, drinking a cup of coffee.

"Good morning, did I wake you?  I just felt so good this 
morning and  couldn't sleep any more.  I fixed some 
coffee and drank the whole cup without wanting to 
light a cigarette.  Before I met Amanda, I would have 
smoked four or five cigarettes by now.  I am glad that I 
let her hypnotize me and help me break that bad 
habit.  I know that you didn't care for it and I don't 
know why I let it get so bad.  Would you like some 
toast with your coffee?" she said as she got up to pour 
me a cup of coffee.

"No, I don't want any breakfast today.  I did nothing 
but eat while I was on travel and have to start losing 
some of this weight that I gained."  I said patting my 
belly.

"I tried to work it off of you last night." she said with a 
smile.  "You enjoyed it too.  I worry when you travel 
and imagine that you are in a hotel room with some 
cheap slut.  I was glad to see you last night and to see 
that your body hadn't had an overdose of sex recently.  
I found some bagels in the fridge.  Val must have left 
them.  How about some cream cheese and bagels?"

"No, just coffee. How much did you miss me?" I asked.

She came over, opened her robe, dropped her robe to 
the ground and sat on my lap, so that her left breast 
was about my mouth level as she put her arms around 
me.  She softly replied "Yes.  Did you miss having this 
to suck on?  I think that you will enjoy this more than 
any bagel or doughnut." as she held her boob about 
my mouth level.

I stared.  Not because they were the only real boobs 
that I had seen in years, but because they were so 
perfectly shaped. Obviously, she could wear all kinds 
of sexy clothing that the old Steph could never think of 
wearing. She could model! She could model in a men's 
magazine, or for bras or swimsuits. 

"You act as if you have never seen my breasts before.  
Are you playing hard to get?" she asked me as she 
took my hand and placed it on one of her breasts. They 
were so soft and silky. I just felt how wonderful her 
skin felt as she said "I love the feel of your tongue and 
the way that you tease me.  I can't get enough of you." 
She gently pulled my head towards her nipple. She 
arched her back, pushing her firm breasts out, the 
nipples were just beginning to harden. I let my hands 
drift down and rest on her bare thighs, the soft smooth 
skin warm under my fingers. She moaned 
appreciatively. As my fingers crept up her thighs 
towards her hips she began to pant and whimper 
faintly. As I looked at her naked body, I felt my pulse 
quicken, and my cock get harder. 

I wrapped my mouth around her nipple, taking it deep 
into my mouth. I felt hot and light-headed as my  heart 
pounded in my  neck as I was feeling the warmth of 
her round breast. I opened my mouth and took in as 
much of it as I could. But something wouldn't even let 
me stop to think about it.

"Here," she whispered, "use your hand to explore the 
other one,  while you suck the areola and suck hard. 
You won't hurt me."

I sucked her areola, and sucked hard as she sighed 
softly and put her hand behind my head, holding me 
to her.  I noticed her hips beginning to sway. She 
rubbed a hand down my chest, then eased her hand 
into my shorts and found my hard cock between my 
legs.

I just sucked and sucked. I noticed that Steph was 
easing me out of my shorts, but I didn't care. Sucking 
on those perfect breasts was all I could think about! I 
was soon naked, and Steph was pulling me onto the 
chaise lounge. All I could think about was those 
perfect breasts that I was kissing.

She lay back on the couch, drawing one foot up along 
the other leg to her knee, opening herself to me 
completely. She let one hand rest on her inner thigh, 
the hand beginning to slowly stroke up and down 
between her legs. The other hand drifted up between 
her firm, pear shaped breasts, where it began to tease 
her fully hardened nipples. The small pink points 
rising in little nubs up from the even paler pink 
aureole.

"I want you NOW, lover." She said in a husky whisper.

She began rubbing herself a little faster as she grasped 
my now throbbing cock. I groaned as first she blew 
gently on the tip, and then began to lick it long and 
slowly. After only a few moments of this she began to 
lower herself back down onto the lounge, pulling me 
down by my penis. She guided me slowly between her 
legs and brushed my tip up and down along her outer 
lips. Both of us were moaning now in a sate of high 
arousal.

I began to gently tease her breasts again with my lips 
and tongue. I moved slowly around, never quite 
touching her nipples, spending equal amounts of time 
on each breast. I opened my mouth around one breast, 
and began devouring the nipple, while she slid me 
deep inside her warm, wet, and hungry body. She 
grabbed me tightly with her inner muscles as I began 
to slowly push in and out of her. My mouth switched 
to her other breast, licking, and worrying at nipple, the 
soft firm flesh of her breast almost completely covered 
by my mouth when I opened wide. 

She was so aroused already that she began her first 
orgasm. She was moaning and whimpering, getting 
louder as her motions became more intense. Her inner 
muscles were squeezing me with incredible strength 
and I had to exert a considerable amount of control to 
keep from letting go too early. With a last high pitched 
whimper, she went over the edge, her back arched and 
mouth open, gasping silently. Her moans took on a 
tone of surprise. They quickened. Then, I felt her 
vagina tighten around me as I pumped in and out. Her 
mouth was wide open, but nothing was coming out. 
This lasted for some time, about 30 seconds, before 
she let up.  The she pulled my face to her and loudly 
said "You made me come, hard," she smiled 
breathlessly. "Do it again. Just like that."

I continued to slowly pump and tease her breasts until 
she came down. Even as she was recovering I kept at 
her, feeling my own threshold, as I tried to work her 
back to peak. With the continued stimulation to her 
above and below she soon was caught up in the rising 
throws of another orgasm. I bounced on her hard and 
fast again, and soon enough, I felt the heat rise and 
the velvet walls tighten. I pumped even harder, and 
she let out a little scream. I was slamming into her, 
and she gave no sign of letting up. It lasted for 
minutes. For a moment, she would catch her breath, 
but then she'd gasp and start coming again. She was 
having orgasms every few seconds! Orgasms that 
lasted half a minute, even a minute each.  Moving 
faster and faster inside her I began to let loose with an 
intense series of spasms. The feeling of my warmth 
joining with hers, the incessant friction against her clit 
was enough to send her over the edge once more, 
thrashing and moaning along with me.

I was laying exhausted on her.  Then I realized that we 
were out on the patio and my white butt was sticking 
up in the air and that Steph had been quite loud a 
couple of times.  "That was a lovely way to start the 
day, and I hope you realize that I want you to do it like 
that every morning." She grinned wickedly.

We were finished and just laying on the patio, after 
enjoying each other's body when Steph looked up and 
said "Ah, shit.  Val is here.  She must have come in 
while we were fucking.  She had to see us because first 
thing that she does every morning, is go into the 
kitchen and get a cup of coffee.  John, we need to do 
something about her.  She is very lonely and needs a 
man.  A good fucking will stop her stuttering problem.  
Do you know anyone that we can set her up with?"

"No.  But we can try to get her to go out with us and 
see what happens.  Are you sure that she is here?  Or 
that she saw us?"  I asked as I put my shorts back on.

"Go out to the office and talk to her while I get 
dressed." she said as she picked up her robe and 
walked bare assed naked through the house.

I re-filled my coffee because the previous cup was now 
very cold.  Then I went into the office.  Val was there, 
working on the computer.  She looked up at me and 
smiled. "Good morning.  I didn't mean to pry but it's 
not of-of-often that I see such a white ass st-st-st-
sticking st-st-straight up in the air.  I enjoyed seeing 
someone getting it on because my sex life ain't sh-shit 
anymore.  If it wasn't for dildos, I would forget 
everything about sex.  Steph was acting as if she was 
gl-gl-glad to see you."

I could not believe my eyes.  Steph was wearing Val's 
baggy clothes, had her hair pulled back in a tight bun, 
had no make-up on, and was wearing the black horn 
rimed glasses with the clear glass in them.  If it wasn't 
for her red-hair, it would be Val sitting there.  She 
looked and sounded just like Valerie.

"No problem.  We thought that we were alone and ... 
Well, you know how things like that occur."  I said.

"Ralph didn't like to do it an-anywhere but on the bed.  
I wa-wa-wanted to try different places, but he didn't 
like to experiment."  Then she smiled as she said "Did 
you have a sugar donut this mo-mo-morning because 
you have so-so-something on your face that looks like 
sugar or pussy nectar."

I quickly wiped my face and said "I have to go get 
dressed."

"Ok, I left that package that you wanted on the couch."  
she said as I exited the room.  The bras.  I need to put 
them in Steph's drawer before she gets out of the 
shower.  I pick up the package and go into our 
bedroom.  Steph is taking a shower.  I put the bras in 
the drawer and laid back on the bed.

She came out of the bathroom, with her hair dried and 
brushed into the style that Steph was wearing now.  
She had also put on some make-up and looked quite 
nice.  She dropped the robe and started dressing.  As 
she put on her bra, she said "John, I need to go to the 
optometrist today and get some contacts.  My eyesight 
is getting worse and I don't want to wear glasses.  I feel 
so sorry for Val with her big glasses.  You don't know 
how many times I tried to get her to throw those 
glasses away and get some contacts.  Her face is very 
pretty and she does everything that she can to hide it.  
I may need glasses now, but I will never wear glasses if 
I can help it.  How do you think this blouse looks with 
this skirt?"

I spent the next several minutes watching her get 
dressed.  When she was almost dressed, I walked into 
the kitchen, got another cup of coffee and went into 
the office.  I wanted to see how they interacted by 
themselves.

"Good morning, Val.  Sorry that you had to witness 
John's inability to control his male hormones but he 
had to demonstrate that he is pure animal after being 
on a long trip.  We would have asked you to join us 
but John keeps swearing that I am the only woman in 
the world for him.  And he was doing so well that I 
didn't want to interrupt him." Steph said as she 
entered the room.

Val looked up from her computer screen, looked at me 
and smiled.  "John looked like he had been after it all 
mo-mo-morning.  That thing between his legs lo-looked 
it had been worn away to almost nothing.  It reminded 
me of a dachshund that I saw one time.  Maybe if John 
has enough to sh-sh-share next time, I will join you."

Steph gave me a big hug and laughed.  "John, if she 
only knew what you can do with what you have.  Don't 
let her kid you.  I love it and wouldn't trade your cock 
for any man's cock.  Except for John Holmes.  And 
about three million other cocks that I have seen."  
They both laughed and I tried to laugh.

"Well, Val, we need to get to work.  Amanda is 
expecting to have her office ready in two weeks.  Do 
you remember that contractor that we used for the 
McPherson project last year.  We have a bid from him 
and it is...." I listened to them talk for about half an 
hour.  They have adopted each other's personality, 
actions, and speech patterns.  They have become each 
other and accept each other as being their old self.

During the day, I check in on them frequently and am 
still amazed at through they pick up on each other's 
personality.  I was sitting on the patio, going over my 
travel invoices when Amanda joined me at the table.  
Today, she is wearing a white sun dress that 
complements her nice tan.

"How are our two young ladies doing today?" she 
asked.

"Beautiful.  They have adapted to their new roles and 
seem contented with who they think they are.   Val 
doesn't have a trace of stuttering now and has even 
picked up some of Steph's pronunciation patterns." I 
quickly jumped up to offer her a chair beside me.

"You have to start thinking of them as who they think 
they are.  Not who they used to be.  Call the woman 
who was your previous wife by her new name as if she 
was born with that name and treat her as if she was 
your wife's best friend.  And you have a new wife.  She 
is very attractive with her hair fixed and make-up 
applied.  Both women have an appointment with a hair 
stylist today and they will go home with their normal 
color.  I could see that she had a nice body and just 
needed to change her wardrobe.  How was last night 
with your wife?" she asked.

"I never had a night with the old Stephanie like that.  
Val, I mean Steph has no sexual hang-ups and will try 
anything.  And repeatedly.  She could not get enough 
last night and kept me aroused and humping all night.  
Even this morning, she attacked me on the patio 
where Val saw us when she came over.  So she is not 
imitating Steph in that respect.  Thank god." I found 
that I was looking at Amanda's boobs and trying to 
believe that they were not natural.

Amanda caught me looking and adjusted her position 
very slightly so that I got a better look for a couple of 
seconds and then went back to a more mundane 
viewpoint.  "Stephanie is living the sexual dreams that 
she wanted to have.  In her old life, she was quite 
active with a dildo and had quite an active 
imagination.  She found it quite easy to transfer those 
memories of the dildo over to memories of sex with 
you.  You have to be sure that you don't disappoint 
her.  When she was living as Val, she had a strong 
desire to share you with her best friend.  She knew 
what time Val would arrive this morning and probably 
had sex with you on the patio because she had 
frequent fantasies about coming in and catching you 
two in the act.  Did you notice any other differences?"

"No.  They both act the same.  Except that they seem a 
little to joke more about sex and sharing me.  The only 
other difference was the obvious physical difference of 
the new Stephanie's boobs.  She used her boobs quite 
effectively in our warm-ups, in the sexual act, and in 
the way that she wears her clothes.  The old Steph was 
quite self conscious of her lack of boobs and did not 
want any boob sexual activity."

"I understand where she is coming from.  I had an 
attitude adjustment when I got my boobs.  Don't be 
surprised if Steph wants to start making some 
wardrobe changes to show off her cleavage more."

We talked for another hour about other differences 
and how well the girls were adapting.  Then Amanda 
left.  I finished up my office work and went inside to 
finish putting up my travel clothes.  Steph came in the 
bedroom and laid on the bed.

"Honey, did you put anything in the coffee?  Since you 
returned home last night, I have felt so horny.  Val and 
I was just talking girl talk and she has the same 
problem.  If I was to tell you what she did with her 
dildo last night, you would blush. I told her about how 
many times we did it and she got very aroused.  We 
started talking about what she saw this morning and 
she had watched us for awhile.  She wanted to join us 
but she didn't say it.  We have to find her a man.  If 
she had an active sex life, she wouldn't stutter.  Do 
you think it would hurt to hire a male prostitute for 
her?  What am I saying.  She needs sex and on-going 
affection.  She has to have a regular man.  But I know 
that we have a problem.  I suspect that Val has a 
crush on you.  Everytime I tell her about how deep and 
long you make love to me, she gets aroused.  Maybe 
we ought to clone you and let your clone make love to 
her."  Then Steph got up and started undressing,  "I 
don't like the way this blouse looks on me.  It feels too 
tight.  I like the color and style, but it doesn't fit me 
anymore.  I am going shopping for a couple of new 
items today, do you want anything?"

"No, but if you see any nice ties, you can get a couple 
for me.  Is Val going with you?"

"No, she is waiting on some call-backs to confirm 
scheduling and delivery dates.  See you later, lover." 
she said as she grabbed her pocketbook and left.


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