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The strange case of the cloud on the coast

"In the future crime was very low."

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"Set in the future where the people are not yet born"

A erotic fictional story from the future.

Did the cloud have an effect on crime numbers.

How can I possibly start this story. I’m not who I was. But I’m losing even that memory. I’d better get to writing before all my earlier memories are wiped from my brain.

After many years I was now alone, no siblings, no parents. My girlfriend and I had had a big row. She had stormed out slamming the door.

My memories of them was fading by the day. I decided to take my dog for a longish walk. It was a fairly warm pleasant evening. I set out on my usual route. As I walked, it was almost like a total eclipse. It was still daytime, however the heat had diminished, birds gone home to roost. Across my route a mist was hanging in the still air. Probably due to the sudden drop in temperature. I stepped into the mist my dog by my leg. It felt like a million needles all over my skin. My dog gave a few whimpers as we strode through. This mist was more like a fog, quite dense. We kept walking making sure we kept to the path of bare earth beneath our feet, my feet, dogs paws. I thought in the distance I could see a light. I kept walking towards it. Things about me felt funny, strange, peculiar, odd.

That’s strange I thought to myself and I rubbed my chin, I’d not shaved for two days, and I ran my finger tips over my cheek it felt as smooth as if I’d only just shaved, smoother in fact. Perhaps it was the denseness of the mist/fog on my face. We continued walking towards the source of the light, still in the dense cloud.

Eventually we emerged out the other side, there was no light or anything to cause it. ‘Come on boy, let’s get home, my clothes are soaked and by the looks of things so is your coat’ I told my dog, wait my voice was different, softer higher pitched. My dog looked up at me and wagged as it he knew what I said.

I saw nobody on my way home, not encountering any of the strange cloud.

I hung my coat on a hook in my utility room to drip dry. I glanced at my reflection in the glass door. My hands flew to my mouth. Who was this in the reflection, some body wearing similar clothes to mine but with a female head on the shoulders, long auburn hair hung down just past the tops of my shoulders, definitely a more feminine shape, thinner nose, fuller lips, and defined cheeks. My fingers once again feeling my smooth skin. My long  auburn hair soaked.

‘Shower, I need a shower, then wake up from this dream/nightmare. I disrobed in the bathroom revealing many more changes to my appearance, but more was the extremely worrisome discovery I had pert erect nipples on my firm i still had my cock although slightly smaller. The room spun.

When I opened my eyes, I lay naked on the cold bathroom floor. At last I was awake from the dream. I was still dreaming, wasn’t I? I still have boobs, and my cock. Wrapping a towel around me I headed for my bedroom to check myself out in a mirror. Releasing the towel as I stood in front of my reflection in the wardrobe mirror. Running my cold fingers over my body, my new body. I shuddered at the cold touch and tingling as I touched certain more sensitive parts. My erect nipples, the warmth swelling between my legs. My full hips, I had shapely hair free legs and torso. No feeling of 11 o’clock shadow. I did have a little body hair, more like a direction arrow pointing to my very private place.

I’m sure I’ll wake up soon. I returned to the bathroom to shower, perhaps the hot running water would wake me. In the shower with a soapy sponge I set about washing myself to return to my normal life. As I lathered my breasts an incredible feeling of euphoria overcame me. My nipples erected my groin area tingled. Oh this was nice, no not nice, it was wonderful, suddenly my whole body was wracked with pleasurable endorphins. Very similar to when I slept with my girlfriend. Is this what she feels when she orgasmed. Where was my girlfriend. Staggering from the shower I managed to make it to my bedroom. On my bed I fell asleep. My brain just shut down, I went straight to sleep like I did after my girlfriend and I made love.

I came to, weary, naked. My hair was a mess, twice I had got it wet but not washed it. Back to the shower, well if nothing else at least I’m clean. I ignored my boobs and nipples I even ignored my cock. The boobs would all be gone when I finally wake up from this really weird dream .

I shampooed my longer than usual hair then conditioned it. I knew about that keeping clean and conditioned I could most possibly keep it longer.

Now I needed to dress, my ex-girlfriend had left some of her underwear here for nights she would stay over. Looking through her stuff it was all lacy or silky nylon underpants. Although she called them either knickers or panties. Stepping into a pair they snuggled around my bum and covered the little furry arrow pointing down between my legs. My cock tucked back. Top next, I tried several of my t-shirts but they hung on my like wearing a yurt. Searching once again through my girlfriends drawer I found a bra and what looked a vest. It had very thin straps and lots of lacy frills. The bra I was having nothing to do with. How the heck did she put it on. I’d seen her take it off, often helped. The vest, over my head and settled into place. Now something to cover me. Then neighbours, friends etc. wouldn’t be able to see I was wearing ladies underwear. I found an old pair of jeans that I thought I’d thrown away as they were small. They fitted rather well. A bit tight across my hips and loose at waist. At least they covered my legs. Now for a top or something. There was a t-shirt that my girlfriend had bought me a few years ago. It was rather tight and very pink. I tried it. Just like Cinderella’s glass shoe it fitted. The trouble was it showed the lines of the vest and worst of all it emphasised my boobs. With a coat over I could get to the shopping centre and buy a jumper and trousers.

Breakfast first. In the kitchen I got out some cereal, opening the fridge. The smell nearly knocked me over. Pretty well all my fresh food had evidence of mould. The milk was like yogurt in the bottle. Perhaps toast then. My dog was by my leg. I filled his bowl with his dry food. Bread next, that too was blue with mould. I would have to shop, before I could eat and I was hungry, even the dog food looked tempting. Coat, bag, wallet and trainers, they felt big on me, needs must.

In the corner shop there was one lady behind the counter and one shelf stacking. I selected a few basics just to have something to eat, I would do an online shop later. It was more expensive in the corner shop, it always was. Convenient but dearer.

“You must be the new resident from number 15.” The lady behind the counter spoke as I placed the wire basket on the counter. I just nodded.

Her friend appeared.

“The man who lived there, just up and left, that was 2-3 weeks ago.”

“Yes just moved in, I’ve not had time to buy food.” I replied nervously.

“Well you’re always welcome to shop here, we are not as cheap as the big supermarket but our veg section is all local.” The lady who had been arranging the shelves added.

The lady behind the counter added. “I wonder what happened to him, his girlfriend was distraught when he just disappeared.”

“I don’t know, I’ve just moved in.” It was available to rent with a buying option if I liked it here.”

“Not many young people stay around here, nothing much to do and with experimental laboratories close they worry if something escapes.” Shelf stacker added.

“Thank you, but I must get back to my dog.” I answered.

“The young man had a dog.” The lady behind the counter uttered as I was leaving.

I didn’t hang around, I needed to get home and puzzle out where I’d been for the last 2-3 weeks. From my supposed disappearance.

Arriving back home there was a white stretch limousine outside. As I approached my door the drivers door opened and the driver got out. She opened the rear door and a well dressed man got out.

“Excuse me, can I have a word with you.” He called.

“Who are you?” I answered.

“I’m the answer to all your questions and provide you with a comfortable result.” He replied.

“You better come in.” I acknowledged.

“You wait out here, actually return to the complex and I’ll ring when I need collection.” He told the driver.

She got back in the drivers seat and drove away.

He followed me in. Putting down my shopping I asked if he would like tea or coffee. He refused politely but I made myself a coffee.

“Before you start asking questions, let me explain your condition. You went out for a walk and during that walk you entered a cloud. It wasn’t an ordinary cloud, it was man made. My laboratories created it for the government, it was designed to help protect females from predatory males. The cloud alters part of the DNA of all who have full immersion. Fortunately you were clothed and didn’t get full immersion, just partial, unfortunately it was an accidental release. I’m here to offer you a large sum of money to buy your silence. What I can say totally unofficially if you don’t accept, well it’s a first external accident it’s never happened before.” He informed me.

“What about my dog?” I asked.

“The cloud has no effect on animal life, domestic pets or wildlife.” He answered.

“But what happened to the 2-3 weeks I’ve lost?” I asked.

“You would have passed out for about 1 day possibly 2 no more. I’m not sure where you got 2-3 weeks from.” He responded.

“From the old ladies at the corner shop.” I informed him

“Mmmm, I think they might be a bit wrong. They used to be old men who were caught flashing at females.

However I’m authorised to offer you a seven figure sum and a complete replacement new wardrobe that any female would need. Here or a new location of your choice. You must sign documents to ensure your silence. Just one additional snippet of information, the cloud changes most of your DNA, but it does mean you would not be able to have children. Should you choose to accept my offer.” The visitor informed me.

“Suppose I chose to accept your offer what about legal documentation, birth certificate etc.?”

“They would all be taken care of, one question you haven’t asked. Is it reversible. The answer is no, not yet.”

“I kind of like the feeling, although I don’t really have the right sort of clothes.” I answered nervously.

“Not a problem, as a company we will help you with new clothes for a while, if you sign the non disclosure document we and the government will support you for the rest of your life. This and future governments. My driver is a prime example. She or formally he was a prolific burglar, now she is a very demure lady.

“Ok I’ll sign.” I gasped at the realisation of my words.

“Great I’ll make a call.” He did just that.

“Please come and get me and bring my brief case and lap top. Then we are going shopping.” He spoke in his mobile.

So here I am I have the top half as a woman, complete with breasts. The bottom half as a man with a cock. My facial and body hair nonexistent, my head hair was long and full. My pubic hair finer.

25 minutes later his driver was outside. This time in a shorter car.

After signing the document he scanned it into his laptop then forwarded it on.

“If you would like to check your bank account, I think you should have had the payment by now.” He told me.

“I’ll have to do it at a cash machine.” I replied.

“Right let’s go.” He instructed.

Inside the back of his car, just as sumptuous but shorter. He explained, it’s easier for Lisa to park. “Let’s go.”

In the shopping centre carpark we all climbed out.

“Lisa will go shopping with you, she has the company credit card. Whatever you want. Lisa will help you with, don’t forget she is just like you. An accidental release.

We left him in a coffee shop. Lisa and I sauntered off her low heels clicking and clacking on the hard floor.

“First we need to check your sizes, it’s not like small, medium, large and extra large.” Lisa told me.

“What, how?” I questioned.

“Don’t panic I’ve been living as a girl for almost 2 years.” Lisa ensured me.

For the next couple of hours we shopped. We bought items I didn’t know the names of. Peignoir, I thought was a see through dressing gown, it is. I didn’t know that name. Other items of underwear, lingerie Lisa told me. I was a little embarrassed getting undressed and trying on bras, her helping me clip them.

“You’ll learn soon enough to be able to clasp them yourself. Now let’s get what we bought into the car, then go back for some more and collect the boss.

Back in the coffee shop the boss as she called him took the receipts.

“You have been busy girls by the look of these receipts. Thank you Lisa, it’s certainly brownie points for you.” He finished.

“Thank you sir, talking of brownies, could we both have a coffee and a brownie please?” Lisa asked.

“Of course use the card and I’ll have a coffee as well.” Lisa went to order the refreshments.

“Now young lady, one I’m a bit surprised you’re not wearing one of your new outfits, and two have you checked your bank account. If not there is a cash machine over there.” He uttered pointing towards the bank opposite.

I fished in my pocket for my cards and crossed to the cash machine. I had just inserted it and keyed in the number when I felt a presence behind me.

“Right you can take out £100 for me.” I hadn’t  even displayed the balance.

“Who the fu**.” He never finished his comment.

Lisa had crept up behind him. I’m not completely sure what happened but next minute he was on the floor unconscious, I was leant against the wall stunned at the balance showing on the screen. The boss was absolutely truthful my account now showed a 7 figure sum with a measly few pounds of my own money.

The boss showed up and within 5 minutes two paramedics arrived with a wheeled chair.

“We will take him back to the factory sir.” One of them told him.

Mmmm looks like he’s getting the cloud treatment. I thought.

“Right I’ve made a decision for you, We will all go back to the factory. Lisa will drop me off and take you home. She will stay with you for at least a month. After that she can leave and go her own way, stay with you, or return and work for me.” He informed us.

“Could I stay with, Ms Role. You haven’t got a femme name yet. Later. Anyway you could call me if you need a driver. I do like working for you sir.

Then I could continue my probation, while moving in with Ms Role, we really need to give you a girl name.

“Why not add a few letters to my real name and I can be Carole Anne.” I uttered.

“Good choice, all your documentation will arrive in the post addressed to Carole. And Lisa I will submit the paperwork to release you from the probation.” The boss said.

“Oh thank you sir.” Lisa kissed him on his lips.

“Mmmm I could release you from lots of probation Lisa. Now let’s get moving. Carole remove your card, a new one will arrive within 7 days.

We had taken all my old male clothes to a charity shop. I was now fully dressed my bra size was a 38C, panties and suspender belt a 14. My skirts and blouses reflect these sizes my dresses from a full flowing summer style to a body contour. I had to be careful in the body con as my suspender straps were very visible.

Lisa moved in and we seemed to click. One morning she asked if she could redecorate her bedroom. I agreed and decided to redecorate my bedroom as well.

“We will do yours first, then mine.” I suggested.

We cleared her room, disposing of the worn out furniture and single bed. We painted, when it was dry we got a new carpet and ordered new wardrobe and drawer units with a dressing table for her make up. While her room was out of action she slept in my king size bed with me. That’s where the action took place. I was laying on my side, my back to Lisa. She snuggled up close and her arm laid over me. She cupped one of my 38’s her thumb stroking the nipple. I could feel her own breasts pressing in my back.

“Mmmm that’s nice, I’ll give you 48 hours to stop.

Lisa hummed as she wriggled closer. Now I could feel her hardness pushing against my panties.

Do you want to make love to me babe?” I asked.

“No I want to suck you, to make you hard so you can make love to me, then I’ll make love to you.” Lisa replied.

“I don’t need much sucking.” I replied.

Lisa wriggled away from me and knelt face down on the bed, her beautiful cheeks held high and open ready. I quickly removed my panties and moved round behind her. Her pinkish pucker was glistening.

“I’ve already lubricated.” She mumbled, her head buried in her pillow.

Aiming carefully I pushed, meeting some resistance from Lisa’s sphincter muscle. I held her hips.

“Just push darling, I’ll tell you if it hurts.” Lisa hissed through gritted teeth.

I pushed slowly, Lisa grunted as I broke through.

“Hold still darling.” Once again through gritted teeth.

I remained station-less until Lisa gave the ok. Then slowly and gently eased myself into her.

“Oh I feel so full. Don’t move let me adjust to you.” Lisa uttered not through gritted teeth.

Mmmm, I’m ready. Please make love to me and fill me with your baby juice. Darling.” Lisa was starting to move herself as I pulled back before pushing back in. Our eggs kissed as I fully impaled her, or did she impale herself pushing back to me. We spent the next moments enjoying each other until I felt my spine tingle, the rush of my cum jet through my cock to spray the internal walls of Lisa’s bowels.

“Oh my days, that was wonderful, I felt every pulse and the warmth of your cream inside me.” Lisa gasped. I reached round to caress her cock.

“Careful darling it’s about to explode.” Lisa added.

“Not yet, not until it’s deep inside me.” I told her. What was I saying I’ve never thought of giving anal sex or even receiving it, here I was deep inside Lisa offering myself to her.

I eased out and lay on my back. Lisa lifted my nightie up to my boobs, putting my legs on her shoulders and my cheeks on her thighs. She aimed her cock at my boipussy after applying copious amounts of lubricant to my hole and her cock. Lisa was a little more forceful and pushed straight through my sphincter muscle. Fully impaled, at first it was a little uncomfortable, I’d passed the point of pain as she pushed in. Now the feeling was becoming pleasurable. My legs slipped off her shoulders and round her back. Lisa pushed up the front of my nightie to expose my full heaving chest. My nipples hard and rubbery under the administration of her delicate touch. Leaning forward Lisa closed her lips around one nipple while her fingers tweaked the other. She didn’t have a preference as she kept switching between them, her hips were slowly moving back and forth. Not completely removing herself from my boipussy.

My sphincter muscle was now having the opposite effect of when it tried to resist Lisa as she entered me. It was now clamping around her hardness making her movements much more desirable for me. I hoped she was enjoying the feeling as much as I was.

She must have read my thoughts.

“Oh my love, you are so tight gripping me, you’re going to make me cum very sooooooon!” Lisa exclaimed, signalling her approaching orgasm.

“Fill me, impregnate me. Paint my insides. Give me all your lovely cum, so much I’ll be able to taste it.” I gasped as I held her head to my new breasts.

“Mmmm, mmmm, aaahh, ooooh, mmmm,” was all she able utter into my nipple.

I could sense Lisa’s words as her orgasm hit. I felt the pulses as each jet of her cream entered my body. I still held her head against my nipple. My own body was tingling as her spasms slowly died away. Eventually deflated she slipped out. I released her head from my gentle grasp and felt the stickiness that had developed between us were our abdomen’s sandwiched my cock. The stickiness was my cum that had leaked out unknowingly. When Lisa discovered the cream she started licking it from my tummy. When she finished I started cleaning her tummy. Until it was eventually time to sleep.

When I woke my first reaction was to run my tongue over my lips. I remember telling my lovely Lisa I wanted all her cum inside my boipussy, so I could taste it. But I didn’t think it would actually happen. The tickling sensation between my legs was wonderful. It was that, that had woken me. As my eyes accustomed to the low light. Resting fully erect and weeping globules of pre-cum, was Lisa’s wonderful cock. Leaning my head forward I was able take most of her length into my mouth, and begin to Bob and suck. I heard Lisa gasp then silence as she reciprocated. The only other noises from us was the occasional MMMM as we pleased each other. It was only 15 or so minutes before I felt my spine tingle, my cream sacks tremble as my cum was ejected from them like  a F1 car. Lisa wasn’t far behind my orgasm with her own. Now I could definitely taste her cum. Our tummies now filled from both directions. I was  about to speak when the phone rang, being the closest, I answered.

It was the boss.

“I need Lisa on a driving job.” He told me.

“I’ll just go and get her.” I replied.

“If you two are not in the same bed, I’ll be very much surprised.” He uttered with a definite smirk in his voice.

I passed the phone over and as she spoke, I gave her deflating cock several squeezes, milking all her cum from her length. Then swallowed it down to join the rest. It made Lisa’s voice shift a couple of octaves as my tongue touched her now sensitive mushroom head.

“Oh you minx.” Lisa gasped as she rang off. “You did that on purpose, you just wait, I’ll get you back.” Lisa told me.

“I’ll look forward to it” I replied grinning like the proverbial Cheshire Cat.

Lisa showered and dressed in her drivers uniform and left to pick up the boss.

I got out and also showered. Searching my underwear drawer, everything was much to precious. Remembering the drawer that had some of my ex’s undies. I found a pair of cotton bikini briefs. Tucking myself back. I decided that painting a ceiling, I didn’t want to spoil any of my new bras or tops.

TvCarole

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