Xenophobia Chapter 6

Once again, Tim found himself in the field overlooking a lake.
Tim walked over to the lake and waited, looking out over the beautiful
waters. He knew that she would appear eventually. And she did,
standing between him and the lake. No waiting for her to speak, Tim
dropped his shoulder and rammed it into her stomach. She folded over
and then fell into the lake. Once she got her feet under her, she stood
and began to climb up onto the shore. Tim wasted no time in kicking her
in the head as she attempted to lift herself out. The kick wasn't hard
enough to force her back into the water, so Tim kicked her in the side
and she slid back into the water. Each time she fell in, Tim felt a
little stronger. April caught onto his tactics and stood up, two feet
from the edge of the lake.

"Good ploy," she started. "Now we're even. Can I get out?"

"If you promise not try and dunk me into the lake."

April thought about this for a minute. "OK. I won't"

Tim smiled and reached a hand out to help April out of the lake.
She took his and let him pull her up as she jumped up. April landed on
the edge and took one step away from the lake.

"I see that you aren't ready to give up," she said. "That's good.
I just wanted to let you know what I was capable of doing. I can take
full control of the body when I feel the need to."

"That's not right. Since we're stuck together, we should work
together. You know I wasn't ready for what happened, yet you still
decided to go through with it."

"I needed the energy. It's like a drug for me. In the past, I've
bonded with so many different species. None of them have ever been able
to produce the energy your species does while having an orgasm. I
thought that I would be able to get enough just be absorbing it from
your bloodstream, but after your first orgasm, I was addicted. Maybe
one day I'll let you know what the feeling is like."

"No thank you. I don't like the idea of being addicted to sex.
Let's come up with some sort of compromise. I can't live my life as a
woman. All my records say I am a male and without proper records, you
can't get a job, a place to stay, or money. I need to spend some of my
time as Tim to make a living."

"But Tim doesn't exist anymore. Even in your dreams you are
thinking of yourself as a woman. Take a look at your reflection."

A mirror appeared next to Tim and he looked into it. Standing
before him was April in a black thong teddy. Not trusting the alien,
Tim looked down at his body and saw that the mirror wasn't lying.

"See?" she said. "As long as you think of yourself as a woman,
you can't be Tim."

"You're doing this. You've messed with my mind so much that I'm
losing my identity."

"You can't prove that. After all, you're the one that needs a
self image. And it currently appears to be female."

Tim was furious. But he knew that now wasn't the time to make
anything of it. He could change everything once he was back in control.

"What are you thinking, Tim?" she asked.

Tim caught her mistake immediately. She couldn't read his mind
while he was dreaming. Not sure why, Tim decided to take full advantage
of this. "Nothing," he replied. "Things are just happening too fast
for me."

"Well, I can always take control until you're ready."

"No! I can handle this." Tim started to walk away from the lake
and April followed him. "Tell me what you're planning to do to my
sister."

"Nothing much. I've spawned a part of myself to her. Once it has
encased her, much like I've encased you, I'll be able to absorb energy
from her also. She'll be like a battery for me. Anytime she has an
orgasm, the energies will be stored my spawned self and we can get it
from her just by touching her new skin. And she gets all the benefits
that I've given you, but under our control. If you want her to look
different, just say the word and I'll make the change."

"That's unbelievable. You won't change her without checking with
me first, will you."

"I'll agree to that. But when I need her to store some energy,
you can't interfere."

"OK. Also, I want her to not remember what happened last night.
And I want her to know the full truth about what's happening."

"All of it? Even the fight for control of your body?"

"Yes. Otherwise, I fight you every step of the way. And you
can't afford that."

"You're right. Controlling your body while you were fighting me
took everything from me. I'll agree to that, but when you wake up,
you'll need to have an orgasm to give me some energy."

"I can live with that. When can you set things right with my
sister?"

"After your orgasm. Deal?"

"I'll probably regret this, but ... deal."

Tim awoke to a refreshed mind, but his body felt somewhat tired.
Since Tim had always prided himself on keeping his word, he began to
masturbate. Tim began by massaging both of his breasts with his hands,
slowly teasing his nipples and occasionally pinching them. He could
feel the arousal level increasing and his right hand moved down to his
pussy. Pulling the teddy to one side, Tim began to rub his pussy and
insert his finger between its lips. Tim could feel his muscles
constricting around his finger as his body began to take over. The
arousal state he was in began to cloud his mind. Tim 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. Before to
long, he reach orgasm and then lay back on the bed to recover until his
breathing was back to normal.

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

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

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

Pam sat up, scaring Tim. She looked around the room for a moment
and looked at Tim.

"I believe you now, Tim," she said while taking his hand. When
they made contact, Tim could hear Pam'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 April 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." Pam 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 Tim. He knew that he wasn't gay and the thought of a
man's dick disgusted him. But in the back of his mind, he wondered what
it would feel like. A dildo could solve that problem he decided.

Pam 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."

Tim felt a rush of information pass between his sister and
himself. When it was done, Tim had memories of the intimate process of
being a woman. But the memories were from his sister's point of view.
Tim 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. April 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 April?"

"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 time 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 time. I'll go."

Pam let go of Tim'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, Pam left and went to the bathroom
to start a shower.

Tim stood and headed back to Pam's bedroom. Opening the dresser,
Tim took out a new pair of tan pantyhose and set them on the bed. Next,
Tim 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,
Tim realized that the tan pantyhose wouldn't be the best choice for this
outfit. Tim put the pantyhose back into Pam's dresser and rummaged
around until he found the white opaque tights that were meant to be worn
with this outfit. Tim 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 Pam 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, Tim sat on the edge of the bed and gathered one of the
tight's legs up. Sliding his foot into it, Tim pulled them up till it
covered his knee. Repeating the process on the other leg, Tim then
stood and pulled the tights up the rest of his legs until they were
pulled tight against his crotch and over his waist. Tim 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, Tim mad a minor adjustment to the straps to
make the bra fit correctly. The blouse was the next item Tim put one
and even with the buttons on the opposite side that he was used to, he
had no problems and the buttons seemed natural. Tim took the dress and
unzipped the back. Stepping into it, Tim pulled it up and put his arms
thought the proper holes. Reaching behind him, Tim was able to pull the
zipper up without any assistance. He then walked over to the mirror.
Starting at the toes, Tim 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 thing 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 Pam on the phone in his
bedroom.

Tim went on to the bathroom where his sister had put her cosmetics
and hair brushes. Since Pam had already done her hair and face, Tim
didn't have to worry about any interruptions. After pulling his hair
back into a ponytail, Tim 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, Tim applied a powder layer to dry it
some. Skillfully, Tim applied his eyeliner, eye shadow, mascara, blush,
and lipstick. Once all that was finished, Tim 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 Pam 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 we
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 Pam's newly enlarged breasts could be better displayed.
Her nails matched her lips and dress perfectly. Pam's hair was a
blazing red, not the normal brown that she had only hours ago. Pam
walked behind Tim, checking out his outfit. She grabbed the hem of the
dress and pulled it up.

Jumping away from Pam, Tim 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."

Tim was worried by this. 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 that 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 Pam, or should I say April?"

"Oh little sister, it is me Pam. April 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."

Tim 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 Tim
didn't think that she could have changed that much in just one year.
Tim figured that April had influenced her somehow and he just had to
convince her. But not now. He would have to find a way to break
through April's influence.

"I don't think I want to go out now," Tim 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 Pam turned and left
the room. Tim heard the front door shut and then the car start before
he even felt the desire to move. Tim lied down onto the bed and started
to cry. He felt helpless and knew that he was the only one who could
stop April 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, Tim 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.

April had said that he could make changes, but not change back to
a male. So he decided to try. Concentrating on his breast, Tim closed
his eyes and envisioned them one size larger. At first, nothing seemed
to be happening, but then Tim felt his bra becoming tighter. When he
opened his eyes, he could see that there had been a definite change.
His breast had become fuller and pushed out even through the confines of
his bra. He could tell that if he kept them at this size, he would have
to get new bras, so he closed his eyes again and concentrated on
reducing them until they filled the bra perfectly without any pain. His
breast were now larger than they were originally, but not overly so.
Tim turned to see a side view of himself and look at his butt. 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. "Time to change that,"
he thought. Closing his eyes again, Tim thought about what he wanted
for his butt and the change began. When Tim opened his eyes, the butt
that he saw was sticking out a full two inches more than it had and it
was firm and rounded. Next step was his hair. Since he always noted
that blondes seem to attract more attention than other hair shades, Tim
concentrated on this. When he looked at himself again, his hair was a
light blonde. Tim knew by the sensation in his crotch that he had
managed to change his pubic hairs also. No one would deny that he was a
true blonde now.

Tim 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, Tim
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.
"Hello foxy," he said out loud. "Now I need something to do for the
afternoon. I'm not going to let April 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, Tim grabbed his keys and
headed out the front door.