The Alphas

It's hard to say when all my trouble first started. When I had gotten to be
good friends with Emily, or when I first took the job at the Alpha
sorority. You see, I'm a student at Wilson, the states prime
university. During the midst of my Sophomore year I decided to take a job
at with the Alpha's as a house boy. This mostly meant inviting myself to
parties and cleaning up a few plates after dinner. It was a good job, and I
got to be close friends with quite a few of the girls.

I met Emily during a Calculus class. I didn't have a clue what I was doing,
but Emily in her typical fashion excelled at the math. In the midst of the
semester full of late night cramming sessions and homework we got to be
good, though platonic friends. There wasn't any real reason why, I had just
gotten out of a series of bad relationships and wasn't even remotely
interested in going down the relationship trail just yet, and Emily was
more concerned with making the honor roll and building up her resume. My
friends constantly joked with me about this, because we were exactly each
others type. I was over 6 foot 5, and although not a bodybuilder, I watched
what I ate carefully, and jogged or played tennis everyday. Emily was very
beautiful, in her own classically understated way. Short blond hair framing
her sweet face, she wore stylish oval glasses that tended to slip down her
tiny little nose, showing her bright blue eyes. Although not "stacked" the
way some girls that scream sex are, Emily went the other direction by being
tall, impossibly slender with a pair of legs to die for.

We were sitting in her dorm room one Thursday night, watching the
television and trying to put off doing a paper for as long as possible. As
I channel flipped to a girl on a cheesy cable movie displaying a large
amount of cleavage, I paused momentarily.

"Oh...." I said absentmindedly

Emily playfully punched me in the arm, and I changed the channel. "I swear,
Alex, you guys all want the same thing. Big boobs, no brains, and sex every
twenty minutes."

"That's not true, I like brains." I said.

Emily proceeded to grab a pillow and playfully smother me with it, and as I
managed to wrestle the pillow from her. We were laughing so hard we
couldn't breathe.

"See, that's why we'll never go out. I'm too small for you. I've seen some
of those Alpha's you've dated."

She had me there. The Alpha's had a reputation for being some of the most
beautiful women on campus, a reputation that was well deserved. What was
even more unusual was how well endowed all of them were. The last 4 girls I
had gone out with from the house were all at least a D cup. Emily wasn't
flat, but her perky B sized chest didn't measure up. "You know, rush is
coming up for the house. You really ought to join. I know I can get you
in." I said.

"Me? I'd hardly fit in with all the Pamela Anderson lookalikes over there.

"No, I mean it. There're looking to bring up their average GPA, and having
someone like you certainly wouldn't hurt them. We'd see each other every
lunch and dinner!"

"I'll think about it." She replied.

To make a long story short, I pestered her enough over the next 2 weeks to
make her go through rush. I pulled a few strings at the house to make sure
she received a bid, and soon, Emily was moved into the house and getting
ready to go to the initiation ceremony. Now, as a house boy at the Alpha
sorority house, I get away with breaking a lot of the rules, Like no boys
in the girls rooms, and no visitors after midnight, but there was one rule
I was NEVER allowed to break. I could never see any of the Alpha's
ceremonies.

Usually, I had no interest in seeing one of them, but this was Emily
getting initiated, and missing that would be like missing your best friends
wedding. Before the 8:00 ceremony, I strategically hid myself on the
upstairs balcony, hidden but still getting a clear view of the Alpha's
ceremony room. As the end of the hour creeped up, the members of the
sorority began filling in, dressed in their white silk robes with gold
ropes and tassels. The room grew dark, candles were lit, and I watched in
awe as they started the initiation ceremony. The president, Amy stood at
the front of the crowd.

"Sisters, I come here tonight to welcome the newest member of the Alpha
sorority, Emily Ferrel!"

Emily was brought to the front of the crowd and was forced to kneel before
the elite members. She too was wearing a white silk robe.

"Emily, here at the Alpha house have a sacred covenant between its
members. True sisterhood has great power, but is often brought down by the
sin of petty jealousy. Here at the Alpha house we know how to avoid this,
and we give each of our members a gift. True beauty. No one being jealous
over another sisters hair, faces, or breasts here. We all become
exceptionally beautiful through the means of an ancient spell. To join us
means embracing this gift. Do you accept?"

"Yes."

The sisters began chanting in Greek, and swirls of light began to circle
Emily. Now granted it, was hard to believe, but I saw her physically change
before my eyes! Her lips started to become full and kissable, her hair
started to cascade down her back, and I saw the robes tightening under her
chest, as if each of her breasts were being pumped full of air. Emily
moaned loudly in pleasure as her body took on the appearance of a goddess,
equal in beauty to any of her sisters. The sisters gave the last phrase of
the chant "ah nir tim!" And an explosion of light flooded every shadow of
the ceremony room. The light hit me from my hiding place as well, and I
felt a tingling hit my skin like a wall of flame! It shocked and completely
deliberated me, as my body went numb. My eyesight weakened, and the next
thing I knew I heard I high pitched scream and collapsed.

When I came too, I was lying on a couch in the sisters welcoming room.

I opened my eyes, but everything was blurry and out of focus around me. I
could see there were sisters around me, although I couldn't make out who. A
voice cut through the chatter.

"Alex, Alex? Can you hear me"

I realized it was Emily's voice, but sexier, lighter. I was too weak to
speak but I whispered.

"Emily....what happened?"

"Oh, Alex, it was so sweet of you to try to come, but you've really made a
mistake..."

"I can't see anything, it's all blurry..."

She leaned foreword, and placed a pair of glasses on my face, everything
came into focus. I looked around. Every single Alpha was there staring at
me. I was sure to loose my job for this stunt. Feeling started to return to
my body. I smelled the wonderful perfume of the girls.

"Oh... I hurt..."

You've been through a lot, Alex. Just try to relax."

I looked at Emily now, she was absolutely gorgeous. She had been very
pretty before, but now she was unbelievable. You could still recognize her,
but with her enhanced face and figure, she would be the envy of any
woman. She had long golden blond hair, brighter blue eyes, and although the
robe tried to hide it, anyone could realize she had two massive breasts
hiding beneath them. Even her glasses we gone. "Your glasses..."

It was about this time I became aware of my own breathing. My chest felt
tighter than it should beneath my polo shirt. I became aware that the
perfume I sensed wasn't them, but the smell of my own hair. "Oh my god..."
I whispered, realizing the high pitch of my voice. "I'm a girl..."

"Yes, you are, Alex. We warned you not to come to the ceremonies.

"What happened?" I said, startled by the sound of my voice. "Well, I'm
guessing you saw what we did to Emily. The backlash from the spell must
have hit you as well."

"I have to get to a mirror."

I weakly stood up, very, very aware of my chest straining the buttons to my
polo shirt, and feeling the looseness between my legs in my boxer
shorts. Emily gave me a hand, and I limped into the girls bathroom. Nothing
could have prepared me for what I saw.

"I...I'm you, Emily!"

I looked exactly like Emily had before she had been enhanced by the magic!
I had her short blond hair, her glasses, and her pert little breasts. I
even felt her tiny dainty feet trying to fill my loafers. "What's going
on?" I demanded of Amy.

Best as I can figure, the remains of what Emily was before we changed her
found their way into your body. You are what the original Emily was. "What
am I going to do? My family, my friends..."

"Magic has a way of fixing all that. Someone get me the yearbook!"

One of the sisters brought it in, and Amy flipped through the book. "Here
we are, your name is Lauren Ferrel, and last year you were managing editor
of the paper, and a finalist in the tennis competition."

I couldn't believe it. I glanced at my picture in the yearbook, listing all
the activities I, as Alex had participated in, but changed to accommodate
my new sex. Ladies tennis team, etc. Next to my picture was that of
my...sister, Emily? She looked as gorgeous as she does now? The spell must
have changed history!

"I don't know what to say? What am I going to do?"

"No be truthful, Alex, there's nothing you can do. We can't cast another
spell on you, magic doesn't work that way, and you know too many of our
secrets now for us to let you go. I'm afraid you'll have to join the
Alpha's."

My mind was spinning. I had been a man less than 30 minutes ago, and now I
was being offered a pledgeship in a top sorority. "You really don't have
much of a choice. If you decline joining, I am afraid we'll have to cast
another spell on you, one that will erase all your memories. Considering
what a bad situation you're already in, I'd say you need the support of the
sisterhood right now." "Oh...Okay." I said.

"There is a small problem." She warned. "Although you are quite pretty,
pretty enough for us to accept you in the first place, you aren't as pretty
as the rest of us. That, combined with your male instincts, pose quite a
problem. We can't cast a spell on you the way we did Emily, so you're going
to have to learn to be female as fast as possible, or we risk the
reputation of the sorority. I have no idea how we'll get you to be as sexy
as we are, but one problem at a time. You'll undergo one week of intensive
pledging. That should teach you how to be a woman. Emily, I'm putting you
in charge of teaching Alex to be female, okay?"

"Yes ma'am." She replied.

"Now go upstairs and get some sleep, oh and Alex?"

"Yes?"

"From now on, your name is Lauren, and seeing as you are a pledge, you will
refer to me as ma'am."

"Yes...Yes ma'am."

I managed to find my way up the stairs, and stumble into Emily's room. She
followed behind me. I was so exhausted, I collapsed in my male
clothes. Sleep enveloped me.

I woke up the next morning groggy. Sitting up, I felt my breasts shift, and
I was momentarily startled. The realizing my new life as a woman, I
stumbled around to find my glasses. Emily was standing there, Getting ready
to take a shower, her towel was wrapped around her. "Come on, Lauren. It's
time to start your lessons. Get out of those male clothes and come with
me."

I reached and pulled of my polo shirt, leaving the light T-shirt I was
wearing under it on, and next I reached to take off my pants. There was a
strange wetness between my legs as I unzipped them and pulled them down,
curious about what I would find between them. I was still wearing the t
shirt and boxers. Lauren scowled at me.

"Naked means naked, Lauren."

I was embarrassed, partly because I felt so weak, and was being forced to
expose a body that even I had never seen naked before, partly because I
knew that my tiny breasts and skinny body were no match for the sex kitten
figure of Emily. I pulled of the tee-shirt, and felt the cold air stiffen
the nipples of my pert young breasts. They jiggled as I reached down to
pull down my boxer shorts and expose my cute tiny vagina. "We're all girls
here now, Lauren," she said dropping her towel. I was shocked, partly
because of her beautiful new body, partly because of my overwhelming
jealousy. My twin sister sported a pair of huge beautiful tits, and a
voluptuous figure that was only complemented by her even prettier hair and
face. She held my hand, and we walked naked through the sorority
house. Well endowed women were pointing and whispering about my tiny
breasts, and I was forced to shower in a room of beautiful busty women that
so outshone me, my face was red. Emily came over and handed me a pink
razor.

"It's time to shave, Lauren." Although it was all new to me I leaned down,
feeling my new breasts swaying, and started to shave my long skinny legs. I
proceeded to shave under my arms, and washed my entire body with the sweet
smelling soap.

We came back to our dorm room, and Lauren handed me a pink highly padded
lace miracle bra. I remembered going with her to buy it as a man. "It's my
job to get you to act like a woman in as short a time as possible, and
we're going to start by dressing you like one." She came behind me and
fasted it for me, and my new cleavage jumped up, begging attention.

"Why Lauren, you pass for a C cup now, maybe even more! You look good when
you're a little busty!"

Next she handed we matching pink lace thong panties. "You'll have to act
like a woman now! One mistake crossing your legs and boom! People will get
a nice surprise!"

I put the panties on, feeling them slide up my shaven legs and tighten
around my feminine mound. The lace string slip up in between my cheeks and
it was strangely comfortable. I must have pick up some of Emily's female
instincts. She certainly picked up some new ones.

In the time it took me to but the two articles of clothing on, Emily was
dressed. She was a knockout wearing a stylish red turtleneck and a short
black skirt. Her shirt was never designed to contain the bulge of her
massive tits, and they stretched out as if to burst. "How big are you?" I
asked, staring lustfully.

"An upper double D, closer to a triple. I'm so proud of my knockers. Not at
all the little training bra bumps you have."

I hung my head shamefully. She brushed the hair from my face. "Oh Lauren,
you know I love you, but since you have a cute little girls tits, we'll
give you a cute little girls outfit."

She took out a white silk blouse, and an incredibly short plaid skirt. She
stepped over to me, first adjusted my padded breasts into my bra, and then
helping me by buttoning the silk shirt and zipping the short plaid shirt
from behind. Next she slid tall silky white socks on to my feet that came
mid shin, and slid her highly polished black shoes with a heel and a shiny
buckle onto my feet. I looked in the mirror. I certainly looked cute. I had
short bond hair, light blue eyes hiding behind my glasses, and the buttons
to my white silk blouse were being strained when I breathed, thanks to the
highly padded pink lace miracle bra I wore. Beneath my very short plaid
shirt I felt the same cool air that was causing my nipples to swell gently
blowing on my naked cheeks and silk covered vagina. My too-skinny body
looked even skinnier with my long thin legs and the feet softly sitting in
the black heels I was wearing. Emily came up next to me in the mirror. And
set her arm on my shoulder.

"It's hard to believe everything you're wearing was mine. It so great
having a twin sister to share everything with! Even if that sister is
pretty flat." She smiled. "Let's go get some breakfast!"

We walked down the stairs, and I saw all of the alphas sitting around the
table eating breakfast. They were all so beautiful, so extraordinary, and
there I was, just cute little Lauren. I sat down with my tray, surrounded
by girls in beautiful clothes, the latest fashions, and perfect hair and
makeup. One of the Alphas that had a reputation for being a bitch, Kara,
was sitting in front of me. She starred directly at my padded chest.

"Why Lauren, you're looking different today. What is it? Your hair? Your
clothes? I know, you've padded that tiny title chest of yours!"

The entire room erupted into laughter. I turned bright red, I was so
embarrassed. I ran out of the room. Emily came bouncing out after
me. "Lauren, I know this is new for you, but you're gonna have to put up
with a little abuse from the sisters if you want to make it through
pledging. It's not just you, they'd put anyone through this."

I nodded my head, knowingly.

"Now come on, let's get you to class. "

I headed to my 9:00 on foot, and it was a very strange feeling, skirt
swaying, heels clicking, and chest jiggling as I walked. Guys were looking,
girls were looking, and I was trying my best to avoid it. I hated this
body, and the position I had been put in. Finally I made it to Wilson hall
and my psychology class. Sitting down carelessly, I realized I had flashed
the entire class. I guess had a lot to learn about wearing skirts!

Natalie, a girl I had spent the better part of the semester flirting with
as a man sat next to me. She had long sandy hair, and a tight skinny figure
like mine. As always, she was dressed impeccably. She smiled at me as she
sat down. I had been planning on asking her out, but knew that was a bad
idea in my current condition. She leaned over. "Uh, Lauren, your blouse is
unbuttoned."

I gasped, and looked down. Apparently all the jiggling and bouncing had
popped open the first two buttons to my blouse, and I was displaying a
large amount of cleavage. I tried to button the inconspicuously, but the
giggling of the sorority girls in the back, made it obvious I had failed. I
was so embarrassed that my nipples started to harden through my silk
blouse.

Psychology crept by, I spent more time being aware of the tightness of my
bra and the smell of my hair than paying attention. I ended up walking to
the student union with Natalie.

"That's a really great outfit. You always look so good in it."

"Thanks," I blushed.

"You're looking a little bigger than usual today. You're not stuffing
yourself are you?"

"I'm....yeah, I am.", I said embarrassed.

She laughed, "Don't worry, so do I sometimes. We can't all have huge
knockers, can we? Sometimes it's hard to believe you're an Alpha!"

I laughed in my girlish little giggle. I couldn't believe it was me.

"Hey, how long before your next class?" Natalie asked.

"A little less than 3 hours."

"Let's run over to my dorm room."

Here I was, being asked up to the dorm room of the girls I had spent half a
semester lusting after. Although I was female, I could actually feel the
estrogen pulsing through my body.

"Okay, sure."

I didn't know what I was doing. It's not like I could do anything in my
current condition, but nonetheless, 5 minutes later, I was in her dorm
room. She walked over to her closet, and pulled out a tight little black
dress.

"This is what I'm wearing to the Omega formal next week. How do you like
it?"

"Not bad at all" I could feel my feminine instincts taking over.

"Let me show you what it looks like."

Astounded, I watched as Natalie unbuttoned her shirt, as casually as one
could, and pulled it off, giving me a glorious view of her breasts. They
were just a little larger than my own. Just as casually, she unzipped her
skirt. It watched amazed as I saw her prancing in her lingerie, light blue
silk for her bra, and light blue silk bikini panties. She stepped into the
dress and slipped the straps over her shoulders.

"Could you zip me up?"

Carefully, I stepped up behind her, and placing one hand on her hip, and
one hand at the small of her back, I zipped up the tiny black dress. It
hugged her tightly, and her breasts peeked through the neckline. I felt an
overwhelming attraction between us. She turned around, and our breasts hit
each others. We both broke out in giggles. "With all that padding, you're
bound to knock things over," She laughed.

"By the way, if you want to look busty, I have the trick right here."

She started sifting through her lingerie drawer until she pulled out the
silkiest, most finally detailed camisole I'd ever been. She gently handed
it to me. I looked amazed at it. Running my fingers over the soft red silk
and intricate white lace, it was obvious this was a camisole of the highest
quality. My feminine fingers found their way to the cups, which were
supported both by underwire, and soft silicone inserts. "It's...It's
amazing..."

"Thanks. I got it in Paris this past summer. Would you like to try it on?"

"Yes, very much so."

I managed to get my silk blouse unbuttoned, revealing my perky breasts
perched in their soft silken cups, but couldn't get my arms to reach the
zipper of my skirt.

"Here, let me help."

I slightly stuck my ass out as she reached to unzip it. The skirt fell to
the floor, revealing the pink thong panties I was wearing. "Thong? Why
Lauren, I didn't know you were such a fan of lingerie."

"Well, I.."

"Don't be shy, so am I." She smiled. "It makes me feel naughty. Do you want
some of my lingerie to go with that?"

"Okay."

I managed to get the bra off, and I could swear that Natalie was eyeing my
breasts the way I had been eyeing hers just seconds earlier. Next came the
panties, and I slipped Natalie's lingerie over my head. It was very
difficult getting the tight underwire over the bulge of my b cup breasts,
but once I did, they popped perfectly into the silicone pads of the
camisole. I reached in from above, positioning them inside the cups. I
could feel the silicone warming to my body temperature. I clipped Natalie's
red garter belt around my waist first, and then I slid on Natalie's red
silk thong panties. Next she handed me a pair of fine silk stockings that I
slid onto my freshly shaved legs. I could never have dreamed of feeling so
feminine, so sexual. My nipples were as hard as rocks, and I felt an
exciting wetness spreading between my legs. I knew it was wrong to be so
excited by being so naked in front of Natalie, but I couldn't help it.

"Wow! You look great, you just need some high heels."

Handing me a pair of very tall high heels, I strapped them around my ankles
and stood, admiring myself in the mirror. The sight was unbelievable. My
tits stuck out like two big cantaloupes. I swear it there has been any more
padding in that bra my hard nipples would have popped right out. The skirt
of the fine silk garment ended just centimeters below my pussy. I felt
totally exposed in the tiny thong panties I was wearing. Natalie came up
behind me, and rested her chin on my shoulder.

"You look incredible, Lauren. Just Incredible." She giggled. "You've got an
outfit that screams pure sex, and you've got those cute little glasses and
short bond hair! It's quite a sight!

"Thanks," I whispered. Having her so close to me, but unable to do anything
was an aphrodisiac I had never imagined. I felt so powerless. I felt a
spark of passion that rippled through every part of my body when she kissed
me on the neck. I was so shocked I was speechless.

"I'm...I'm sorry...." She said, drawing away. "I've never been with a woman
before, I've never even thought of it before this semester. I just feel
this overwhelming urge with you...I can't control it."

"No, no Natalie. I feel it too..."

"Really?" She sounded like an excited little girl.

"Yes, I just thought I was the only one. I was afraid you'd think I was a
lesbian."

"Oh me too. I've never felt like this before, but when I see you, I gives
me a feeling between my legs I can't describe." She touched my hair. "This
short blond hair..." she moved her hand to the side of my face, "Those
sweet blue eyes peeking out from those glasses..." and she moved her hands
grouping my silicon padded globes." It was like pure electricity was
shooting into my nipples. She fondled me desperately, I was drawn into her
desperate want for female flesh. I timidly grabbed her breasts, and became
entranced by the feel of her perky C cup breasts. Aggressively, One hand of
hers slipped into under my camisole, staring at the point at which the
underwire hugged my chest, and tickling her fingers down my chest and
stomach she stopped and the waistband of my tight red panties. Barely, she
inched a fingernail under them teasing the soft sensitive flesh covered by
my panties. Then slowly, she slid her hand smoothly over the flesh leading
down to my crotch, and once hitting the moist treasure of my clit, started
rubbing it in the way only a woman could know how it would give
pleasure. "Oh, Natalie, Oh!!!" My high pitched voice moaned, "Oh, you know
just what I need!"

I was groaning and squealing in complete feminine pleasure. I was racing
towards female climax at a breakneck pace. Suddenly, Natalie drew back, and
laying down on the bed, slowly spread her legs. It was like an animal had
taken over my body. Raising her skirt up to her waist, I took of my
glasses. Although I couldn't really see what I was doing, I let my fingers
guide the way. Soon I found her clit, and was rubbing them through her
panties. Running my check along the side of her body, my lips easily found
her breasts. Running my tongue from her cleavage to her left nipple, I
teased it by pulling it with my teeth before sucking it and massaging it in
circular motions with my tongue. She was moaning so loud, I was certain
that people could hear us. Having sex in her dorm room, I could hear the
activity of people around us, and this excited me even more! Natalie was
reaching orgasm quickly, and we heard the keys of her roommate jingling as
she prepared to open the lock on the door. "Quick, Lauren! You've got to
hide!"

"Where?"

"In the closet!"

Grabbing my glasses, I ran for the closet, and shut the door behind me,
leaving just enough of a crack for me to see the room. I was suddenly aware
of just how delicate my sweet body was in the lingerie as my breasts wanted
to pop out of the cups as I crouched, and the thong panties were even
tighter. Natalie's roommate, Cammy came in. Natalie was standing there in
her beautiful dress.

"What was all the moaning?"

"Well, I was..."

"That's alright, I'd rather not know." Cammy said with a smile, proceeding
to take off her clothes. From my voyeuristic perspective, I saw that Cammy
had the same exotic taste in lingerie, as evidenced by her royal purple
bikini panties and demi cup bra. She shed those too, and soon, I was
admiring her incredible figure. Grabbing a towel, and a bad she walked to
the door.

"I'm gonna take a quick shower. Don't forget that we're having dinner at
the Alpha house tonight. You'll need to dress up." "Sure thing" Natalie
said as Cammy left the room.

As soon as the door closed, Natalie came over and pulled me out of the
closet.

"I'm sorry, but you've got to go, now."

"But, but I need you so much, Natalie."

She was already helping me by pulling the camisole off over my breasts. I
stood there, naked except for wearing her panties, garter belt, hose and
high heels. She grabbed me close and kissed me hard, desperately fondling
my breasts with her dainty palms.

"I need you too, more than I can stand, but you've got to get out of here,
now. Why don't you wear my underwear, and I'll wear yours until I see you
at the house tonight." That thought really turned me on. She handed me a
red bra to match the panties I was wearing, but since she was bigger than
me, I couldn't quite fill it out. She handed me a pair of silicone
insertions, and helping me slide them in the bra, I really filled it out
well. I quickly put back on my silk blouse, and my plaid schoolgirl skirt,
and walked out the door. Being so desperately horny from Natalie's touch
didn't help when the jostling of my breasts in their silky confines, caused
my nipples, contours and all, to be clearly visible through the silk of my
blouse. They stuck out like two pencil erasers. I caught people staring at
them during the entire walk back the Alpha house.

Upon my arrival back at the Alpha's house, I hurriedly jiggled up the
stairs to my dorm room. Emily was already there for me. Instantly she
noticed my red high heels, instead of the black ones I had been wearing
earlier.

"Where did you get your get those, Lauren?"

"I'm, well I'm borrowing them from Natalie"

It was as if she instinctively knew my dark lesbian secret. "Borrowing? It
looks as if you've been sharing more than just shoes, from the looks of
those lipstick stains in your cheek."

I could feel my heart pounding in fear. "Oh, Emily, I don't know what came
over me, I'm so sorry. Please don't tell on me, please!"

She gently placed her finger to my cheek and stroked it. "Ohm Lauren, I
know this is hard for you. Becoming such a cute little thing so
suddenly. I'll give you some time, but if you're gonna act like a lesbian,
you'd better be a good one. For the sake of the Alpha's. I want you to show
me how you kissed Natalie. I hesitated, embarrassed more than
anything. After all, how could I kiss the girl whose cute little body I now
inhabited, even if she had become sex personified. Instead Emily shocked me
by taking the lead in the kiss.

It felt so strange kissing my best friend. Certainly she knew it was no
secret that I wanted her body, she was beyond desirable.

"Emily, are you a--lesbian?"

"I feel-- things from time to time. But it's more than that, Lauren. I
think I've always loved you--I'm just now realizing it--"

"And I think I've always loved you Emily--"

She stepped shyly forward, pressing a single finger to my lips, and
slightly tracing her fingertips down my slender neck to just over the
cleavage that peeked from the neck of my blouse. She stepped back. A bell
rang in the distance, signaling dinner.

"We can pick this conversation up in bed tonight."

I drew a deep breath, knowing that the anticipation would haunt me every
second.

Chapter 2: Adapting

Tonight was formal dinner with guests, even as a houseboy I knew that. As
dressed up as I had been for class, I knew I would need to wear something a
little more dressy for the event. Emily was already getting undressed in
front of me. Again I eyed the way her breasts softly strained the cups of
the silky bra they were confined to. Absentmindedly, I looked down at my
own chest. Although delightful in their perkiness, I felt a surge of
jealousy that was very alien to me. I wanted tits like hers so
desperately. I wanted to stretch the chest of every tight garment I wore
the same way my "twin" sister did, it simply wasn't fair. I realized that
since I was the only girl in the Alpha sorority that hadn't gotten the
"enhancement" spell that ensured that all girls of the sorority were
unbelievably beautiful, and consequently busty, I was by far the flattest
girl of the Alpha's. Even today, on my very first day as a female, I had
already tried padding myself, and using silicone inserts!

Realizing that I had halfway slipped into a trance, I looked at my sister,
who by now was slipping into a very simple, tight black dress. In one quick
deft motion she zipped herself up, and she was breathtakingly beautiful in
her own sweetly simple way. I looked on the bed as she had laid down a
nearly identical outfit for me to wear.

"What is this about, Emily?"

"I thought since we're twin sisters now, we should dress as twins--It'll be
fun."

She giggled girlishly. This wasn't like the Emily I knew, the spell had
really made her--ditzier.

"Fun for you," I said crossly. "We're twins except that you're prettier,
sexier, and bigger than I am."

She stepped up to me, hugging me encouragingly, but driving home the point.

"Lauren, you don't realize how pretty you really are. Sure there are a lot
of guys that like the busty bombshell look, but you're gorgeous in a
different way. You can't weigh much more than 95 pounds, you've got
incredible legs, and with that short blond hair and those cute
glasses--Look around. Half the girls here are exactly like me. You're
unique"

"I guess--"

"Let me show you something."

She pulled me beside her in the mirror. We looked together into the
reflection. We really didn't look all that different, aside from her
bustier sexier look. Emily closed her eyes as if concentrating--and
muttered a magical phrase.

"As-kan-nai!"

The entire world started to dissolve around me--I felt dizzy.

When I became aware of my surroundings, I was instantly aware of a
tightness through my body, especially through my chest. I found it hard to
focus, hard to concentrate--I was looking in the mirror, but something was
wrong. Slowly I realized, I was in Emily's busty sexy body now.

"Emily--what, what happened?"

"Part of the side effects of the spell, and part of the fact that we're
twins, is we can switch bodies between ourselves. Amy taught me the spell
and said she thought it might help you acclimate faster."

It was hard to think, but I was very sexually excited now. I felt wet, and
I was starting to notice why Emily's nipples had been hard ever since her
transformation. I realized that once again, Emily's body was mine, the body
I had been hopelessly lusting after. Her sexy features, her waves of golden
blond hair, and the sheer perfection of her breasts were all mine now. I
sat on the bed, watching Emily, now in "Lauren's" body, put on a dress
identical to mine.

It was totally out of character, but I couldn't resist myself. I couldn't
really tell what was going on. Out of the entire time I had been male, and
my entire time as a female, I had *never* been as horny as I was now. I
needed sexual relief, it was all I could think of. I put my hands on my
silken thighs, and slowly, savoring the feminine sensations, slid the top
of my skirt up enough so I could see the lace front of black thong panties
coving my wet pussy. I rested my hand on them, softly sliding my fingertips
with brightly painted red fingernails over my eager clit starting at the
bottom and moving up to the waistband of my panties. I naughtily slid my
hand inside, feeling the cool silk against the back of my hand, and the
hot, throbbing need of my body at my fingertips. I started rubbing eagerly.

"Mmmmm----uhhhhhh--..ooohhhhh--..OOOOhhhhh--." I moaned as I started
pleasuring myself.

"Lauren! What are you doing?"

I giggled "Oh Emily, I'm so hot and horny--I need to come. Emily, I've
never felt this way before--I can't help myself--" My other hard went to my
double d cup breasts, and although the dress was so tight, I couldn't bare
the nipple, I started massaging the nipple through the soft fabric of the
dress.

I heard the magical words again, and I was ripped (for the 3rd time today)
from a race to orgasm. When the world stopped spinning, I was in my
"Lauren" body again, Emily was lying on the bed, legs spread, one hand
inside her panties breathing heavily. She stood up weak in the knees. I
felt horrible.

"Emily, I'm so sorry--I don't know what happened to me."

"I think," she said "the spell works like we're two side of the coin of
beauty. I'm the sexy, voluptuous vixen, and you're the one that's natural,
brainy and cute."

"That follows, "I responded.

"Well, I've been a woman my whole life, so I might be more sexually daring
in this body, but I've got more control, but you--You're not used to it at
all--You can't control yourself."

"I didn't feel as smart in that body either."

"I know, but I think it's also that it's hard for you to concentrate with
the cloud of sex on your mind."

"Two sides of the same coin--"

Emily snapped me back to reality.

"Look, I've got to clean myself up, a girl can't just have a quickie and go
back to business, you know, so go on downstairs to dinner, and I'll be
there in a second."

Chapter 3: The Dinner

I headed out the door, and looked at myself in the mirror on my
downstairs. My short hair; impeccably combed. I was wearing the same tight
black dress, black heels, and upon lifting up my skirt I saw I was still
wearing the skimpy red panties that Natalie had given me earlier. Would she
still be wearing mine, I wondered? As before my heels clicked and my
breasts bounded and jiggled as I stepped down to my first formal dinner as
a perky sorority girl.

Upon entering the Alpha's formal dining room I saw that Natalie and her
roommate Cammy had shown up. Natalie looked incredible, in a tight white
turtleneck sweater and short black skirt. Cammy was every bit as sexy, and
was dressed in a tight purple dress not all that different from mine. I sat
down silently at their table, knowing the rule of no speaking until the
bell rang.

Amy stood up, welcomed our guests, and after the usual round of singing and
clapping, dinner began. Natalie was the first to break the silence.

"Oh, wow, Lauren, you really look incredible. That dress is--wow--."

"Thanks, you're not looking bad yourself."

Electricity shot through my body as I felt her silken thigh rubbing against
mine under the table. As I looked over to make sure it was her, she licked
her lips, ever so subtly, but her message was clear. By this time, I was
very sexually frustrated, after all, I had been denied orgasm 3 times
already today! Natalie was going to be mine, I was sure of it.

It was about this time that Emily found her way back down the stairs, and
sat with the three of us.

"Cammy! I didn't think you were going to be able to make it tonight." She
started.

"Well, I wasn't, but Natalie talked me into it."

"I'm glad." She said, with a smile.

Was my twin sister flirting with my Cammy? No, it had to be my imagination.

By this time, I was feeling adventurous, I silently slid off one of my high
heels, leaving my toes encased in the silk stocking Emily had dressed me
in, while wearing my body. I slowly moved my toes up to her pantied crotch,
and felt the cool fabric against my toes as I very slowly and gently
tickled between her legs with my toes. I heard her gasp in surprise, and
she gave me a wanting look.

It was so naughty, so mischievous, teasing each other sexually, and also
secretly in a room full of beautiful women, knowing the dire consequences
if we were ever to be found out.

One dinner was over, we excused ourselves and practically raced back
upstairs to my bedroom. I grabbed Natalie's hair as we bounced and jiggled
up the stairs. Upon entering my bedroom, I instantly locked the door. Now,
it was just the two of us. Alone.

I looked at Natalie longingly, wanting to remember this moment forever, two
beautiful girls first lesbian experience. Natalie really was
extraordinary. Her eyes were deep green, and her hair was a perfect shade,
lying between blond and brunette. Her makeup, earrings, everything
was--perfect. It was obvious she had really been prepared for our encounter
tonight. She was nervous to, I could tell by the deep breaths she was
taking that caused her C cup breasts to stretch the fabric of her white
turtleneck out, and in--out and in--

She stepped to me, taking the lead, placing one hand on my hip, and moving
her other to my back pulling us together. Our breasts touched together I
placed one of my arms around her, tightening the attraction, and started
the other stroking my fingers through her long strands of hair.

"Natalie--I--.

She brought a finger to my lips.

"Shhh--.Don't--."

She drew in for a kiss. It was powerful, passionate, incredible--I was the
sum of all the sexual energy I had built up since I had become a woman. The
kiss became harder, more passionate--Her hands dropped lower, along the
small of my back, and along the sweet curve of my ass. She gripped in
there, hard.

My hands went to her breasts, fondling them, touching them
desperately. Feeling their weight, their warmness, their shape through her
silky bra, the bra I had been wearing this morning. I felt her nipples
harden against my palms. My finger tips moved to them, wanting to please
her, pleasure her. I wanted her to know how much I need her body by
pleasuring it. I heard her moan loudly, threatening to give away our deep
lesbian secret. Her hands slid up my skirt, I felt her hands touching my
bare ass, since I was wearing thong panties. She dropped lower, onto her
knees, hiking up my skirt, and revealing the panties I had borrowed from
her.

"You're wearing my panties Lauren--"

"Yes--Yes I am--"

"I really like the thought of your pussy being in something of mine that's
so silky and smooth." She ran her cheek along the front of the
panties. "Let me show you something."

Stepping back from me, she slowly unzipped her skirt, showing that she was
still wearing mine. She let it drop to the ground. There she was, wearing
my pink thong panties, along with a matching pink garter belt, nude
stockings, and nipples poking through her white turtleneck sweater. She
reached up, and pulled the turtleneck over her head, pulling her long sandy
hair through, and showing that she was still wearing my pink lace miracle
bra, pushing the cleavage of her lovely breasts up, begging attention. I
felt myself getting wet.

I reached behind myself, and unzipped the dress, letting it fall to the
floor, and I stood innocently in identical lingerie, only dark red. She
took my hand, and led me to the bed. Pulling back the covers, we slipped
underneath. It was absolutely intoxicating, as slowly stroked, explored and
fondled each others bodies in the silk sheets of my sisters bed.

Natalie purred sexily, and it was instantly clear what she was interested
in, my beautiful breasts. She slid the cup down far enough to expose my
nipple, that was now pulsing with desire. She started to lick and suck it,
more fiercely, starting to growl with aggressiveness.

"Oh I love these perky tits yours Lauren! Does it make you want to come
when I start to suck on them?"

"Ohhhh--.I managed to moan-- I was in heaven--"

Somehow I managed to get through the pleasure, and reached behind her
deftly unfastening her bra. Her breasts were so large and inviting that I
fondled her desperately as she pleasured me. My left hand slipped
lower--lower into the inside of her panties. Finding her clit was simple,
it was so warm and wet. I rubbed it feverishly, she groaned, letting me
know I was pleasing her.

Quickly she took of my bra, freeing my breasts from their confinement, I
felt them jiggle along with the rhythm of our passion. Making love as a
woman was a lot slower, more sensual that doing it as a man. After all, our
foreplay had been going on for what seemed like hours,

Again talking the lead, she removed her panties, then removed mine, I
spread my legs wide. My various girlfriends had spoken wonders of female
oral sex, and I was eager for Natalie to let me experience it. I don't know
what making me come more. The feeling of her warm wet tongue as it stroked
and massaged my clit, or the softness of her skin rubbing the inside of my
thighs as she licked me. I loved the way her long beautiful hair was
cascaded over the lower half of my body. Looking down at this gorgeous girl
whose face was in between my legs made me race to orgasm.

Realizing I was nearing completion, she backed of, letting me cool
down. Then, taking charge, she maneuvered into "one leg over, one leg under
position" that allowed of clits to rub together. Starting again, we rubbed,
and bounced and stroked, all the while fondling and sucking each others
breasts. My mind was on fire, and as we came, it took every ounce of
strength not the scream with pleasure. I nearly succeeded. Natalie was less
successful.

We collapsed, excused. After 10 minutes of laying there, trying to catch
our breath, I was the first to speak.

"Natalie, would you spend the night with me tonight?"

"Oh yes, oh yes lover."

Upon cleaning ourselves up in the shower, We came back to my room, where me
both dressed in silk babydoll nighties, with patching panties. We laid
there for hours, kissing hugging and touching each other's bodies, until we
slowly we drifted off to sleep.

Around 3:00am I heard Emily using her key to open the lock to the room. At
first I was terrified, what if her found out! Emily walked in, looking
disheveled, and starred at me for one awkward second. Natalie was still
sleeping.

"Looks like you've had a little fun." She smiled.

I was stunned, but she said nothing, locked the door, and proceeded to get
ready for bed. I fell asleep in the arms of my lesbian lover.

Chapter 4: The mystery

Upon waking up the next morning, I felt that the grogginess of a night of
restless, wild sex as intense passion had taken its toll on my body.

"Coffee, I need coffee--" I moaned.

Out of my exhausted delirium I realized that Natalie had already left. I
was a little disappointed, and not a little hurt, but these lesbian
relationships were very new to me. I had heard the joke about many of them
knowing by the second date weather they were going to move in together or
break up.

Having a pair of breasts was new to me, but gees! It was almost as though
they were so heavy they were crushing my ribcage. Breathe in, breathe out,
ugh-- I opened my eyes--it was difficult to concentrate, hard to
focus--God, this body was going to take some getting used to-- The
daintiness, the curves, the feel of my soft hair tickling my shoulders.

I sat up like a bolt of lightening. Hair tickling my shoulders? I have
short blond hair! That must mean-- I glanced down at my impressive breasts,
nipples very hard through the silk negligee I was wearing--The same lacy
lingerie I watched my sister put on the night before. Even through the haze
of my diminished IQ, I could tell, Emily had switched our bodies last night
as I slept.

"Good morning sister!" I heard her chime in from the adjoining bathroom.

She bounced into the room, wearing my body, which she had used her feminine
skill on to primp, style and makeup until it was, for lack of a better word
perfect. Her soft short blond hair had been carefully brushed into waves of
blond silky perfection. Fingernails, toenails, makeup, all were done to
perfection. And the outfit! She was wearing a very tight blue turtleneck
that encased tightly her (my) bouncy perky breasts, and a tight khaki
shorts that emphasized the tight sweet curve of her (my) ass. Emily, in my
body, was a vision of what sophistication could be.

"What--what's going on?" I innocently asked?

She came forward and kissed me on the cheek.

"I thought we'd have a little fun today. And I thought after all that sex
last night you'd be able to control yourself better than you did
yesterday."

I breathed deeply, half in shock, half in sexual anticipation.

"Now go take a shower, and we'll get ready--I have a very special day
planned."

I stood up, walking across the sorority house in Emily's sexy body, feeling
the soft lace fluttering and brushing against my legs as I walked. The
bouncing of my new, heavy double D Breasts, was both scary and sexually
thrilling at the same time. I had been jealous of Emily's two best assets
before, and now I was the one flaunting these incredible knockers. I
entered the bathroom, and stared into the mirror. Emily's beautiful face
stared back at me. God, even without makeup, she was an angelic beauty. I
stripped of my negligee, among the other gorgeous sorority girls in various
states of undress, nearly ripping the delicate fabric as I struggled to
pull it over my breasts. I giggled absentmindedly as I felt my sensual
blond hair flowing with ever movement of my body. I slid off the skimpy
panties, and looked again in the mirror. This body, in fact every girls
body around me, was the stuff of pure sex fantasy. With the reduced
intelligence of this body I had nearly forgotten that this wasn't really my
body. Sliding into the shower, I carefully soaped, shaved, and pampered
every curve of my sex goddess body. Stepping out, I wore my hair carefully
wrapped into a towel, and walked otherwise nude back to my room.

I saw that Emily had laid out fiery red set of bra and panties for me to
wear. They were intricately made of lace and silk, and the bra had pads in
it to angle my cleavage. I giggled again.

"Emily! This stuff is so--naughty!" I drew back my shoulders, and leaned my
hands onto the bed, half curious pose, half part of my new sexual instinct
that subconsciously knew my chest and cleavage were being thrust in front
of me.

"I thought you'd like it. You've got to look your best today."

"What for?"

She just smiled, mischievously. Reluctantly, I pulled on the skimpy thong
panties, reveling in the feeling as the cool fabric was tight around my
pussy. Next came the bra. I glanced at the tag.

"Triple D???"

"Yes, I think that body's still developing-- Those breasts may look good,
but just wait and see how your back feels after hauling around a pair like
that for a couple of hours."

God, I knew I had big knockers, but damn--I pulled on the bra, and felt the
comforting feeling of having my breasts supported, cradled in their silken
cups. Emily came behind me with a brush and a blow dryer.

"So ahead, sit on the bed, sis."

I sat down, and Emily proceeded to brush my long blond hair sensually, as I
sat on the bed in just my bra and panties. I was getting very turned on,
and felt myself getting wet. I crossed my legs. My nipples were rapidly
getting hard, and I hoped Emily wouldn't notice. I looked in the mirror,
seeing my bright blue eyes getting wider as Emily carefully and sensually
ran the brush though my hair. Her hand touched my cheek. My nipples swelled
through the red lace of my bra.

"Lauren, You're not horny again are you?"

Thinks were fuzzy for me, but I couldn't let her know I wanted her!

"No--No, of course not--"

"Really, then why are you nipples hard?"

>From behind me, she grabbed both breast filled cups of my bra with her
hands, and started rubbing my nipples through the lace of the bra. I
moaned.

"Oooohhhh-- "Because I think you are horny--You aren't wet are you?"

"Mmmm--You can check--."

She slid her dainty hand down over my pantied crotch through my crossed
legs.

"It's pretty warm down there." She smiled as she continued teasing my
nipples. She slid across my body, sitting in my lap. "We can't have you all
horny before our big day, so I'll take care of you, that's what sisters are
for--"

Her hand darted into my panties, and she started stroking my sensitive
clit. God, this was incredible! She stopped suddenly.

"You know, if you like that-- You're gonna love this--"

She pulled down the cup of my bra enough to expose one erect nipple, and
softly ran her tongue of it. The pure pleasure shocked me!

"Ohh!!! Ahh!!!"

"That body's a lot more sexually sensitive than yours, and those big
tits--just be ready for something wild!"

At this, she feverishly started to suck one nipple. Please bombarded me and
my body lurched forward to orgasm! God, my body was so sensitive! I was
coming, I was coming--..

"Ohhh! OOOOOhhhhh--Oh my god--.Ahhh!!!"

I fell backwards in exhaustion, and I felt my bodies burning desire for sex
start to subside.

"Now, put this dress on and lets get going."

I weakly stood, examining the dress. It was a bright red, with a draping
neckline and a sexy flared shirt. It was very sexy, but still distinctly
casual. I stepped into it, and Emily zipped me up from behind. I felt the
tightness of the top pushing in my breasts up and out. As I breathed deeply
I knew it was pushing them against the tightness of the fabric, making my
very deep cleavage look even more enticing.

Skillfully (for some mysterious reason) I put on my makeup, as Emily handed
me a pair of red flats to wear. Looking in the mirror, I was honestly
stunned by the vision of the sexual beauty I had become.

"Sis, you look great--"

"Thanks--Emily--."

Grabbing one hand, she dragged me out the door. I was breathless in
anticipation. What did she have planned anyway?