STEALING - By Allison Le1 Two Jennifers? My entry did not awaken Jennifer at all. I stood near her bed staring down. On the floor were various articles of clothing. A bra. A pair of underwear. Panty-hose. She was not a neat woman. The air smelled citrus-like. Against one wall was a shelf with sweaters and other clothes on it. Opposite was another shelf with books. At a complementary angle was Jennifer in her bed with a desk at the foot. And opposite the bed was a sliding mirror which served as a closet door. I carefully placed the Mentor device next to Jennifer's head and activated the immobilize setting. Instantly, Jennifer's body jerked. She was awake now and fully aware of her surroundings, but completely unable to move and without the benefit of memory. Her own mother would be foreign to her, save rudimentary concepts such as heat and cold. The electronic device had effectively blocked her brain's motor functions. Breathing remained constant, but other than that she could do nothing but receive sensory input. I programmed the machine to initiate my change within one minute. I was naked now and poised between her legs on the bed within a few seconds. Luckily for me, she wore a stretch top with loose fitting underwear. I inched her top up and drew her underwear gently away. I penetrated quickly and found orgasm nearby. Jennifer's face was completely flushed now. A few seconds remained before the switch. Once the switch had begun, full awareness would be restored to Jennifer, but not mobility. In time for her to see her doppleganger be born! My timing was perfect! One final thrust deep into here vagina and the switch began with a crest of orgasm. Jennifer's face signaled confusion. Soon her memory would be restored. She still did not recognize me, though. As this happened I noticed a change occur within. My body was now morphing. A tingling sensation showered my entire being. The feeling was immensely pleasurable combined with carnal orgasm. See the change! Alex into Jennifer! I felt my entire body tighten and expand. With each contraction I became smaller, more petite. My legs grew slender as my hair grew fuller. I was grabbing Jennifer's body tightly now and gasping for breath. My skin felt smoother and hairless. My deep voice began to take on a higher octave. Weight in my chest area became more apparent and in my crotch area I felt my penis withdraw from Jennifer's vagina. This happened all so quickly. I felt much different now and Jennifer was coming around. In the mirror across from us it looked as though a woman was between another woman's legs. As I looked down at the real thing I noticed that I no longer possessed a male anatomy. On my chest hung two fleshy globes. In between my legs was a tiny patch of hair. Beyond it, I knew was a vagina. Ever excited I looked upon Jennifer's face. It reflected pure terror. I was smiling now with what she recognized as her smile. She was trying to scream now, but her body just wouldn't respond. It showed in her eyes. I drew her open legs closer to my crotch and humped her. It was different now without a penis. Her moist vagina lips danced above my crotch and I felt her breasts through her black shell tank. I laughed out loud in her voice and delighted in my new body. My clitoris was eager to rub against her. It found pleasure in the slightest of movements. Jennifer's furrowed brow brought me even greater rhapsody as I rose from the bed and walked toward the mirror. As I stood, I noted my new center of balance. It was slightly lower now to match my shapely hips and tight ass. In a few steps I stood in front of the mirror. In every detail Mentor had reconstructed my body into the image of Jennifer's. I had her facial features completely mirrored. Tiny details such as sun spots and blemishes were all in the right place. My face was now soft and feminine. I had Jennifer's thin lips, brown eyes, shoulder length black hair and full rosy lips. My cheeks were fuller now and much smoother to the touch. On my chest were two beautiful breasts. A carbon copy of that which Jennifer possessed which amounted to hours of pleasure if I so chose. My curvy hips formed an hourglass silhouette. In between my bow legs resided a very flushed vagina. A small amount of vaginal discharge rested on the outer side of my new lips. Mentor had successfully metabolized my body to that of a 22 year old woman. I tried speaking softly in the mirror. The words came slowly but surely as I walked over to the bed. As I leaned over so that Jennifer could hear me better I heard myself say in her voice "So, are you going to sleep all day?" I knew better. Jennifer had the weekend off. She could do whatever she wanted. I could do whatever I wanted. With this new body, the possibilities were endless. Jennifer continued to stare at me, the image of herself in disbelief. She was desperately trying to speak now, but Mentor prevented it. Confident that the shift was complete, I released her vocal control and before I knew it she was screaming. "There, there," I said in a soft voice "You know that no one can hear you." 'Who are you?" she snarled. At this I smiled. "I'm you," I said in her sexy husky voice. "And I am going to prove it!" I carefully removed her top and underwear and rolled her out of bed. She laid on the floor completely naked and motionless save for her mouth which was muttering some obscenities. I stood above her and inched her panties up my legs. The cotton garment rose easily and fit snugly into place. It hugged my vaginal lips and ass quite comfortably. The panties felt wet, and I could not tell if it was my doing or hers. Next, I pulled the shellabove over my head and let it fall across my new womanly body. In the mirror again I looked as she did moments before. The tight fitting garment pronounced each of my new curves, across my chest, hips and rear. The hot pant panty revealed a generous portion of leg. I was deeply aroused with the thought of changing places with her. I tousled my long hair a bit so it looked hers. It was cold now, so I put on her sweat shirt. As I did so, the mirror image was stunning. I was so demure looking! Next, I crawled into bed and adjusted my breasts. They were all over the place and cold! My nipples were erect and the sensation filled me with longing. I was tired now, but not ready for rest. Jennifer could see me in her bed and she was distressed. I spoke again to her in a reassuring tone this time. "Don't worry," I said "It will be over soon. I am going to try your life out for a while and see what it is like to be you." "You're not me!" she said. "You don't know who I am!" "I'm Jennifer Post," I said "born to Christine and Joe Post on February 8, 1972. I have two sisters, one in Korea and one in Spain. I work at the a law office as a temp. I have a semester left to go before I can graduate. I have never had sex, but have come pretty close first with Alex." Jennifer sat in awe. She was probably wondering how I knew all this. Ever the fighter she asked how old she was when she first got her period. "Does that matter? No one asks questions like that. This is all that matters" I said as I drew my T-shirt up to bare my torso and legs. My hand quickly found my crotch and grabbed it." "I'm you," I said" and I have your face, your voice and your sex!" I was beaming! A wave of pure contentment filled my inner being as I spoke the words and a smile erupted from my face. "No..." she whimpered. I was beginning to tire of this dialog. I wanted to feel her body close to mine in the warm bed. I got up and helped her into the bed with me. This was not easy. Her mass was difficult to manipulate with her strength. That was the trouble with being female; no muscle. But there are compensations. While resting on my right side, I drew her naked feminine body to mine and breathed her in deeply. Her sweet scent was quite nice. My front faced her back and soon we were spooning. My left hand found her crotch with ease and played away at her vagina. This was a curious sensation. It was as if I was touching myself. My own lips began to swell and my breathing intensified. But the feeling surrendered to exhaustion. The shift had taken a lot out of me. Sleep soon came upon me like a dark veil on a warm and sunny day. I last remembered hearing Jennifer's soft moaning as my right arm cupped her breasts and my left hand dug away deep into her pleasure mound. I awoke several hours later with a strange pressure in my genital region. Instinctively, I rose from the bed and walked towards the bathroom. Jennifer remained motionless, but still aroused under Mentor's influence. As I neared the Bathroom my t-shirt firmly hugged my skin as I walked. It was quite a sensual experience to wear such garments and with my new form everything was a brand new sensory discovery. I liked how the t-shirt hugged my body and how my legs peeked out with each stride. Unfortunately, the pressure on my bladder was keeping me from enjoying all this. I had to relieve myself. In the bathroom I lifted the lid on the toilet and laughed. It would have to stay down as I sat, I thought. After repositioning the lid, I sat on the toilet. I slid my panties down. In a moment, I was peeing freely. My tiny clitoris handled a great deal of pressure. It shot out what felt like a couple of ounces of urine. What a relief! During the process, some fluid shot around my genital area. It was wet down there so I wiped it dry with a generous portion of toilet paper. The touch of the soft paper tickled. When I was finnished, I kicked off my panties and left them on the floor. In the crotch area was a grayish stain no doubt the result of earlier antics. It felt less constricting to be panty free and I enjoyed the air down there. After washing my hands, I studied my features more closely. With the better light of the bathroom I was able to see more of my self. With a hand held mirror I examined my vagina. It was tiny and red. Whether this was from excess stimulation or arousal I could not tell. It was such a strange sight to behold. I was anxious to try it out and at the same time very protective of what went in there. My inspection complete, I headed back to the bedroom. Inside, Jennifer still "rested"unaware of my presence. It was 11:00am now and I was anxious to begin my day as her. I reset Mentor to Cooperative Mode and Jennifer became aware of her surroundings again. In Cooperative mode she would answer truthfully any questions that I had. She was not restricted in movement. In this way she could assist me in what I was about to do next. Her will was mine to manipulate. "Get up!" I said. She rose from the bed inand stood in her naked splendor. It was like looking into a mirror, I thought. I commanded her to dress herself and she did. She chose black leggings and a green leotard. Of course! She wanted to work out this morning. Not today, I thought. As she dressed I found myself staring. In a moment she was finnished. I still stood next to. It was my turn to get dressed. I opened the closet door and commanded Jennifer to pick an outfit suitable for shopping downtown. In a moment she had chosen brown pumps, a Camel mini skirt and a pen-striped oxford. Perfect, I thought. She also gathered a fresh pair of underwear and sheer stockings. I started to walk towards the items she had laid out on the bed when she crossed in front of me. She gathered some jewelry and a watch and handed them to me with a blank expression. A complete outfit as I had requested. I put my underwear on first. The french cut bikini rested easily on my hips. In between my legs, a slight patch of hair ruffled the otherwise smooth crotch area. The 36C bra was next. It was Jennifer's favorite. I slipped it on and gathered the front clasp. I was surprised at how easy it was to "capture" my breasts. Each was now firmly supported with an underwire. In the mirror, the image of a clothed Jennifer began to take shape. Next I sat on the edge of the bed and put the pantyhouse on. My silky smooth legs offered little resistance. I stood and pulled the waistband up above my waste so that the cotton gusset was as close and centered to my vagina as possible. My legs created an inch of bow legged pleasure. In the mirror I could see the shape of my ass begin while looking between my legs. Nothing there but pure feminine delight, I thought. I buttoned the maroon colored shirt next. It was the perfect fit! My breasts bulged ever so slightly now. I felt myself up through the shirt and reveled in the experience. It was one thing to feel a girl up like this, but to feel yourself up as a girl was erotic to say the least. I settled for pulling up the skirt and tucking in the shirt. I found that it was easier to zip up the skirt and then pull the remaining shirt downbeneath the waistline. This meant that I had to hike up my skirt and the image was awkward. After adjusting the shirt properly I resettled my skirt and looked into the mirror. It was Jennifer's face who stared back at me in the mirror! I put the brown pumps on and gathered the jewelry into the bathroom. As I walked, my feet made a light tapping noise on the tile floor. It excited me because the sound was so girl-like. In the bathroom I donned the watch on my left hand now. Jennifer was right handed, so it was important to maintain apperances. I put her diamond earings on and silver ring from Spain. Satisfied with the fit, I grabbed a brush and combed out my hair. It was nappy, but soon I had wrestled it into good shape. I commanded Jennifer to come in and help me apply some makeup. She joined me in the bathroom within seconds. Before I could order her further, she opened the cabinet doors and retreived some makeup. first she applied some some blush to my face. It was soft to my face and felt powdery. A sweet-flour smell arrested my nostrils. Next, she used a brush to paint some eye shadow. the light rust brown color brought out the color of her eyes. Next she handed me a glossy lipstick. It was my turn, I thought. I turned to the mirror and puckered up. In a moment, my lips were a much darker blood red. Next to me, Jennifer stood in her workout outfit, oblivious to what was happening. After one final inspection, I commanded her to gather her purse and any other artifacts I would need for shopping. We met in her room when she was finnished. So compliant I thought. She had gathered her purse, keys and sun glassess. I sat on the bed and found myself crossing my legs naturally. It was easier now that I had no male anatomy to constrict me. I inspected the contents of her purse and pulled out her wallet. Inside was her driver's license and a few credit cards. She had about $80 in cash with some coin . this would be plenty of money for today's shopping spree. Confident that I had everything I needed, I rose from the bed and looked into the closet mirror for a final inspection. I stared at myself again from head to toe. It was nice to have such a shapely attractive body. My slender legs gathered into a shapely waist. Atop that were two ample breasts, just beneath the shirt. I decided to reveal a bit more and unbuttoned a few buttons. Now the neckline was longer. If I were to bend over, someone would get a treat view of my bra clad breasts! I put her purse on across my chest so that the strap created a dividing line between the two protusions. My facial expression was changing. I was getting hot in these clothes. The excitement of manipulating my image had aroused me and I was looking to Jennifer now for release. I commanded her to come closer. Soon we were both standing in the mirror, side by side. Her figure was much easier to follow in the mirror. The lines of her form were not hidden as much as mine beneath the clothing. I drew her closer in my arms and kissed her. I kissed another girl as a girl! Instead of the familiar tingle in my loins, a glowing sensation grew in my vagina. Her lips were smooth and tasty and my tongue was in her mouth searching for more. As I locked lips with her, my hands groped her body. It was smooth to the touch like mine. I grabbed her waist and pulled it closer to mine. It was awkward standing there in a skirt kissing another girl. I wanted to be naked again and in bed with her. But i was dressed and it would be better to get out while the day was still young. There would be time later on tonight for more "explorations" I commanded Jennifer to return to the bed. Once there, I activated Mentor's suspended animation cycle. As I keyed in the appropriate codes, I noticed my delicate hands for the first time. I had french manicured nails, just like Jennifer's. Each hand was so much smaller than what I had as a male. The thought of having another characteristic of Jennifer's pleased me. I was ready to explore more of the world as her now. At the front door I completed a final check. It would do to be lockedout of my aparment. Keys in hand, I exited the building and headed downtown. With each pace my legs brushed against each other. The contact produced a smooth silky feeling that was delightful! Women were privy to so many more sensual delights. The wind blew my long hair in my face, and I found myself gently brushing it away. The movement was unmistakably Jennifer's! With her body it was so easy to mimic her! I waited for the bus to take me to the shopping center. When It came I had my pass ready. As I stepped up into the bus my feet made the familiar tapping noise that I had attibuted to so many other women. Now I was making the noise and it pleased me. I was a woman! Other women were on the bus also. I watched them from the privacy of my sun glasses. It was easier to observe this way without drawing undue attention. Some women were sitting with their legs together. Others were standing with expressionless faces. I fit in nicely with them, I thought. A bump in the road jolted everyone in the bus and I was suddenly aware of the weight on my chest. I wished that I was sitting down. I wondered what kind of effect it would have on my vagina. Soon I was at the stop for the shopping center. I departed from the bus and found that each step was carefully measured. I wasn't used to walking in pumps. But I could not bring myself to wear anything else. The image would have been incomplete. Once inside the mall I searched for the Lingerie Shop on the fifth floor. There were some beautiful women along the way and I was anxious to shop for the outfits they were wearing. Some women were wearing satin floral skirts which hugged every curve. Others were wearing buisness suits, no doubt on theirlunch break. First things first, I thought as I headed into Victoria's Secret. I was greeted by a girl close to my age. Sheasked if there was anything I needed help finding. I looked at hercarefully noting her slender body which was wrapped in a black tankdress. Each of her breasts called out to me to be carressed, but Ithought better of it. Her short skirt was very flattering. I wantedher to turn around so I could see her ass. Excited at the prospect ofbeing assisted by a pretty woman, I anxiously employed herhelp. "I'm looking for a few outfits that willdrive my boyfriend crazy. Its our anniversry and I want to surprise him." I said. "My name is Margaret," she said "let me showyou our new bras." Ever excited, I followed her to the back ofthe store. Margaret thoughtfully displayed some bras for me, but noneof them appealed to me. I asked if she had any night gowns andteddies. she did and she brought them out to me. "Can I start a room for you?" sheasked. "That would be great." I said. She led me toa room and handed me several garments to try on. I was surprised tosee that she had already sized me up. Each garment was appropriatefor my body size. I was anxious to try them on, but wary of whatmight happen. I though of the consequences if I were to become tooexcited and decided it would be best if I took someprecautions. Once I was safely inside the dressing room Iopened my purse and searched for a panty shield. Luckily, there wasone at the bottom of the purse. I put the purse down and began todisrobe. Each garment came off quickly and easily. I kept mystockings and underwear on only. In the mirror I marveled at myshape. The breasts felt better now that they were no longer confined. New meaning was given to the term "hanging out." Next I inched my panty and hose down enoughso that I could put the shield in place. It fit nice in the crotch ofthe panty. It was a good thing to, I could feel the dampness in thearea. Just in time. All this walking and shopping was exciting. Iinched the panty and hose back up and readjusted them in the mirror.Satisfied, I grabbed the first item to try on: a black sleeping gownwith a high leg slit. Cups for each breast ed into a halter topstrap. In fit easily over my head. In the mirror I was the perfectimage of a sexy vixen. It felt good to look sexy. This would be theperfect outfit to seduce myself in. The other items in the room did not catch myeye. I just wanted the gown and some pantyhose. Margaret came by tocheck on me and I asked her to grab me some daysheer hosiery andthigh hi stockings. Margaret totaled the items for me in a matter ofminutes. After paying her she handed me a bag with each of the itemsinside. "I hope he likes it" she said as I left. "Oh, he's going to get it" I said. Strange.I was going to get it, but not really. The idea of having sex withmyself made me horny. I thought of all the things that I wanted to do to Jennifer. Now I would get to do them indirectly. I would be herand myself. No strings attached. I decided to give myself a knockoutperformance in bed. I would fuck the living shit out of metonight! See what happened at Frederick'sof Hollywood! The ride home wasn't fast enough. I gotinside the apartment as fast as I could. My motto with Jennifer hadalways been to shower with a friend. I looked at her still sleepingin the bed and woke her with the Mentor device. She sprang to lifeimmediately like a light switch. She was staring at me now in fullpossession of her faculties. I am going to shower now. I commandedher to undress me. She got up and came behind me. The undressing was bland so I halted herprogress. I used the Mentor to implant new instructions so that herevery action would seduce me. I liked this much more. She unbuttonedmy shirt from behind and grabbed my breasts. She was forcefull! Thebra was ripped open and I found myself spilling out. Again theunconfined feeling pleased me. I let her continue. Next her hands undid the back zipper of theskirt. Jennifer ran her tiny hands across my back then down my assand squeezed both buttocks hard. She inched the skirt down my waistand again I was naked save for panty and stockings. Next she held metight and passed both hands across my crotch. Then the two handsslowly ventured between my legs to my newest pleasure center. I was enjoying her every carress. 'That feels great" I allowed myself to say."Harder, there" and her hands found my sweet spot. In between mylegs, a moist warm sensation erupted. Had I orgasmed? I felt the needto pee, but I did not want to move. I wanted to explore the feelingmore, but knew that I did not have long. I ordered Jennifer to stop. She complied andawaited new orders. I ordered her to shower with me and she let melead the way. Inside the bathroom, we each undressed. Once entirelynaked, I ran the water and waited for it to get warm. In the mirror,two women stood naked. Exact duplicates for each other. No one couldtell us apart. I even had the same mole on my inner thigh as she. Itwas getting steamy now so I got inside the tub. Jennifer joined meand in a moment the two of us were bathing. I hogged the shower head and let her standto the rear of the tub. The warm water gently rinsed my long blackhair and flowed down my chest to my legs. Jennifer awaited furtherorders. When I had completely bathed, I drew her closer and begankissing her neck. She responded willfully and returned each kiss inkind. Soon were both locked in a strong embrace. Moans of ecstasycame from both of us as we enjoyed each other's body. She worked up alather of soap and slipped her hand between my legs. It was slipperydown there now and soon three of her fingers had found their wayinside me. I gasped loudly and felt something inside me turn. Animmense wave of plaesure washed through my entire body. It felt sowonderful that I collapsed into her arms. Jennifer held me and for amoment I felt so fragile and vulnerable. This feeling passed and soonI was getting out and drying myself off. When I was dry I had Jennifer dry and stylemy hair. She made it look really good, far better than what I wascapable of. Next I had her apply a hint of makeup. She put mascara,foundation and lip liner. The effect was stunning. Both of us werestill naked and I found it difficult to keep myself from fondelingher. Moments later I was ready to put my sexy black gown on. We both walked back into her room and closedthe door. Next, I opened up my Victoria's Secret Shopping bag. InsideI gathered the gown and thigh hi stockings. I decided it would beeasier to put the stockings on first so I sat on the bed andproceeded. I found they slid on easily and in a few minutes I wastossing the gown over my head. I was rushing now to be ready formyself. In the mirror I gazed upon myself with renewed envy. I wasabout to have sex with myself, I thought. What will it be like? Willit hurt? These questions went unanswered as Jenniferbegan to stir ! I was there already! I looked again in the mirror andsmoothed the wrinkles out on my gown. I managed to clip the tags offbefore i left to answer the door. My stockings were as high as theycould go and still holding. My makeup had not smeared and my hair waspicture perfect. At the door a took a deep breath and set mymost seductive pose. I kept one leg straight and bent the other. Eachbreast was heaving strongly with my fast beating heart. The dooropened and there I stood! What an impact I had made on my past self!He was already embracing me before the door slid shut! I met his kissas best as I could but it was too overwhelming! I let myself succumto the pleasure of being held and nibbled at. My eyes closed legsparted. His knee was between my legs and I was humping it! I wasn'twearing panties so everything felt so exposed! I grabbed his penis and squeezed gentlyuntil there was a response. He smiled and said that I had hisattention. We made our way to the bedroom and continued the foreplay.I allowed myself to be set up on the desk. I wrapped my legs aroundhim and unzipped his pants. It was dark here so I felt less selfconcious. I would not be turning on the lights anytime soon. His hands were masaging and squeezing mybreasts now and I loved it! My vagina was moist with eageranticipation and my breathing was heavy. I looked in the mirror as heworked on me and smiled with Jennifer's smile. The image that I sawwas even more eniticing. Still looking in the mirror, I found hispenis and stroked it until it was fully erect. It was certainly hardenough to come inside me now, but I played into the role. My pastself was reluctant to go further. I knew that he/I didn't want anyunwanted pregnancies, but thanks to Mentor no such thing waspossible. It was time to reassure my past self so that the pleasure could continue. I spoke softly into his ears "Make love tome now! I want you inside of me..." "But, I did'nt bring a" I heard my past selfsay. "Shhh...I'm on the pill," I said. Next I raised my gown up above my stomach so that he could see my throbbing sex. It was well blushed now and wet.He stared and I began to masturbate in front of him. I brought bothhands down across my crotch and began to rub the exterior of myvagina. I moaned for him like a little girl. This did it. I didn't have to wait long. I guided hispenis inside me and soon felt pressure on my clitoris from it. It wasa strange sensation to have something moving in and out of my vagina.I liked it but it hurt. I wasn't a loose as I thought, but it didn'tmatter. My past self was humping away. I began to come loudly. My voice was moaningand my eyes were fixed on the mirror image. A pulse shot through mybody and I danced with it. It enveloped my entire being and I crazedmore. My past self was getting tired but I still hungered. NOT THE END!