Date: Tue, 2 Nov 1999 18:36:00 EST
From: SonofaK@aol.com
Subject: TIME AND AGAIN   TG

TIME AND AGAIN
By Karen Flynn
SONOFAK@AOL.COM

	Believe me I am no technical genius. It all started while I was
watching the discovery channel. The show I was watching explained how
certain light bands could be affected by magnetic waves. This for some
reason intrigued me. I set up a small experiment with an iron-based laser
and a large Electro magnet that was triggered by my computer so that I
could control the pulses. The overall effect was very interesting as the
laser beam bent considerably. I thought I might have created a new effect
for night clubs and added more lasers and more individually sequenced
magnets. The visual effects I created were nothing short of spectacular.

	One night I arranged the lasers and magnets in such a way as to
assemble a linear accelerator for my laser beams. I triggered the first
magnet in the sequence one half of a nanosecond before the laser and the
rest one half of a nanosecond after each other. The resulting display was
nothing like I would have imagined. It created a field of eerie green
light. I proceeded to work on this until I left my drink in the path of the
field. I was totally surprised when my drink vanished. This scared me a
little and I shut down the apparatus and went to bed.

	The next night I was sitting next to my creation contemplating what
I had created when suddenly my glass reappeared. It was still cold the ice
had not melted and the fizz was still present. Suddenly it occurred to me
what I had done. By triggering the magnets so closely before the light I
had actually accelerated the laser beams faster than the speed of light and
created a time field that sent my drink ahead in time. Incredible, Suddenly
another drink appeared next to the first only the ice was completely
melted. This caused me to think what if I slowed the light down. I
proceeded to resequence the magnets. I took the original drink and placed
it where the second one was and turned on the machine. Poof it
vanished. What would have happened if I had placed the second drink? Would
that have created a paradox?

	Over the course of a week or so I ran many experiments finally
correlating the ratio of how far in time something would travel in relation
to the pulses. The next step was to increase the size of the machine. One
morning I was wondering how a living creature would fare when Sandy my cat
jumped into the field just as I was sending a book two minutes ahead. Sandy
appeared right on schedule two minutes later. He finished his leap as if
nothing had happened and promptly came over to be petted. I thoroughly
examined him and could find nothing wrong.

	Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is Randy I am 30
years old, about five ft seven in. I have long sandy blond shoulder length
hair that I keep in a pony tail most of the time. I am rather slender
except in my chest area, I am large enough that I have been kidded about
needing a bra since I was a little boy. Which does not bother me all that
much because I am an avid crossdresser.

	After Sandy's time trip I was a little rattled and decided I needed
a break. I went to the mall to pick up a few odds and ends that I had been
putting off for almost a week. Even though I was not there clothes shopping
I could not resist detouring through the dress department. As I walked down
the aisle I came upon a dress on a manikin. I just had to stop and
look. The dress was a blue floral with a pretty flared skirt. For some
reason it looked very familiar. Looking on the rack beside it I found one
in just my size. I just had to buy it. All the way home I kept trying to
figure out where I had seen this dress before.

	Due to my fixation with the time machine I had not crossdressed in
over a week. Upon Arriving home I immediately disrobed and shaved myself
head to toe. Pulling my hair out of the ponytail I washed and rolled the
ends to curve under. I selected a pair of blue heels, Some shear stockings,
a powder blue garter belt, Bra and panties. As I pulled the silken panties
up I felt that familiar sexual thrill. Pulling the 36 c bra on and rolling
up the stockings as I passed the straps of the garter beneath the
panties. Looking in the mirror I applied some foundation and base some
blush and eye liner and blue eye shadow. Finally I found some red lipstick
that matched the flowers in the dress. Turning away from the mirror I
pulled the dress on and stepped into the heels. I could not believe how
good the dress fit. It was as if it had been tailor made for me. I removed
the rollers and spent a few minutes arranging my hair and walked over to
see the finished product in the mirror.

	What I saw in the mirror stopped me dead in my tracks. Yes I looked
good, No one would have known I was anything other than a pretty
30-year-old blond girl. The image in the mirror was one I had seen before,
Only the before was 13 years earlier when I was 17. Dashing to the dresser
I dug until I had found the picture. We looked like sisters. There I was a
17 year old crossdresser all made up pretty in a white flower girl dress,
Pretty as a picture in a bridal magazine. Only there I was again, beside
myself a 30 year old wearing the same dress I was wearing now!

	My mind wandered back 13 years to a lonely 17 year old boy, Quite
confused. Thinking he was crazy because he wanted to dress up in girls
clothes. Trying desperately to suppress these crazy desires. When this
vaguely familiar but pretty 30 year old girl appeared out of nowhere. She
turned out to be a crossdresser and seemed to know everything about me. She
showed me that I was not crazy that it was all right even fun to wear
girl's clothes. Suddenly it was all so clear, the girl that had seduced me
13 years ago had been me.

	A time trip back in time13 years, How was I to get back? First I
would have to rent a place that I knew would be vacant back in 1987 and
then transport the parts for a time machine back. Then when I sent myself
back I would have a way forward again. I also had a few other things to
take care of. I got some aerial photos of the city now and then and
compared them to see what buildings had remained exactly the same and
vacant. After a few dead ends I found an old cigar factory that had been
closed for twenty years. I made a few inquiries as to renting a part of it
and ran into a brick wall. It had apparently been owned by one of the
gangsters that had been shot to death. His will had been tied up in the
courts for 20 years. Then I got an idea, Why rent why not just use? The
place was in terrible repair and I had a hard time making my way
in. finally I found an entrance through the freight dock in the back. After
half an hour of searching with a flashlight I found what looked like the
executive offices and they were still in good repair. In the back of what
had to be the CEO's office I found a room securely locked from the
inside. Curiosity got the better of me and I returned with a pry
bar. Finally the lock gave way and I gained entry to the room. What I found
shocked me, The remains of one of my time machines.

	I spent most of a month refining the time machine and refining my
calculations. I acquired the essential parts of a second time machine and
packed it into as small a case as possible. Preparation included acquiring
$100,000 in cash, The amounts and dates when to buy and sell certain
stocks. After searching threw the remains of the time machine the last
piece of the puzzle came into place and I bought two Honda generators to
power the equipment with. It took me almost two weeks to discreetly move
all my supplies into the factory unnoticed. Finally the day arrived when I
had no more preparations left. The one thing that scared me a little was
that I knew I had made it back in time safely but I had no proof that I
made it back to the future.

	Getting up at 4am I dressed female. I shaved top to bottom, I
pulled my hair back did my makeup and wore a silky bra and panties, some
tight fitting jeans and a form fitting blouse and tennis shoes. I had to
make sure every thing I wore was believable in 87. For once I did not get a
rush from crossdressing. Looking in the mirror I looked perfect a nice
casual thirty year old girl. I figured for some odd reason a pretty girl
would be less likely mistaken for a time traveler than a boy. On my way to
the factory I had to stop and return to my house I had forgotten one piece
of the puzzle, The blue floral dress. That morning I had packed clothes for
a week, All female except for one male suite but I had forgotten the
dress. After retrieving the dress I arrived at the factory and locked
myself in. It was 5am when I fired up the generator and placed the return
time machine in front of the lasers and keyed the computer. The greenish
field enveloped it and it was gone. I refocused the machine to the side a
little and sent the second generator, my clothes and other personal
articles. Next I turned it still a little more and started a time delay
sequence and placed my self in front of the lasers. There was a blinding
flash, At first I thought that it had malfunctioned because there was no
sensation. I was expecting a psychedelic computer generated light show like
they have in the movies. I turned on the flashlight I had brought and
looked around. All my equipment had made it unharmed. Opening one box I
went and mounted a lock on the door and made my way to the loading
dock. The building was in much better shape having only been abandoned
about five years ago. The door to the outside was still attached and locked
luckily from the inside. When I walked out I was surprised at how different
the neighborhood looked. In the year 2000 it was a rundown slum. In 1987 it
was no prize but it was a lot nicer. Some of the stores were still open and
there were people walking about. I would have to be more careful in my
comings and goings. I approached one of the stores and used the phone to
call a taxi. I was surprised to find it only cost a dime instead of 50
cents. When the taxi arrived I asked him to take me to the nearest car
rental place. It had been a real pain but I finally located a 1987 Visa
card. I was sure Sandra Winter whose credit card and drivers license I had
duplicated would wonder about the charge on her card even though I planned
on paying in cash. One of the problems I had was finding enough old
cash. They changed the money in 98. Even though there was still a lot of it
in circulation the new stuff was replacing it slowly but surly. It took
almost $300,000 in cash to get $100,000 in old bills and not all of it was
dated before 1987.

The Visa card worked fine at Avis car rental a brand new 1987
Thunderbird. The next stop was out to the suburb where I grew up. The
holiday Inn was still there. It was hard to stop thinking, This is exactly
like I remember it because It was exactly like I remembered it. I bought a
newspaper and checked the date, June 21st 1987. I took out the picture and
looked at the date on the back June 22nd 1987. My calculations had worked
out pretty good. I had been shooting for June 20th but I felt I would have
no problem finding myself. After all I had been there. I looked at my watch
and decided I needed to reset it. It was two hours off. It was now 1
o'clock PM. I drove over to the house that I had rented with four other
people. I got there just in time to watch myself get into the old Camaro
that I used to drive. I followed my self to the Mobile gas station that I
pumped gas at. As I watched myself I thought if I only looked like that
now. I was very skinny, shoulder length blond hair, Although it was in need
of a good washing and I knew that the loose tee shirt was to hide the nice
set of breasts that I was very ashamed of at this point in my life. I also
thought that I need to be here tomorrow evening at 9 sharp just as I was
closing up the station to ask myself out on a date.

I drove back to the Cigar Factory and discreetly parked out back. Going
inside I found my room undisturbed and retrieved two of the cases that I
brought back out to the car. I was just leaving the front gate when a
police car pulled up behind me turning on his blue lights. I thought to
myself this is the test of whether I pass or not and if the $4000 I had
paid for a counterfeit 1987 drivers license had been worth it. The Cop
walked up to my window and asked " license and registration please."  I
passed him the license and car rental agreement. I expected him to go back
to his car and run my license but I was thinking like a male and he thought
I was a pretty girl. After looking at my License he passed it back to me
asked "Sandra, What are you doing at this abandoned factory?" I replied "I
am looking for a location to open a laser factory to manufacture Light show
devices." Much to my surprise the Cop smiled and replied "I am sorry to
have bothered you but this is not the best of neighborhoods, As to
acquiring the property I think you had better set your sights
elsewhere. The previous owner was involved with organized crime and was
shot to death in his office. The property will probably be tied up in the
courts for twenty more years." I smiled back and thanked him. He got into
his police cruiser and turned off the lights and waited for me to drive
away.

Upon arriving back at my hotel room I started to take my things out of the
cases. Suddenly I experienced D`eja Vu As I pulled out the white flower
girl dress that I had worn in this very room 13 years ago. I unpacked the
silken white panties and bra. The lacy white garter belt and shear white
stockings and the high-heeled white shoes. I felt myself getting excited as
I reminisced about being dressed up like a princess all those years ago and
the ultimate freedom of mind when I learned that wanting to dress like a
girl was not the ultimate wrong I had perceived it to be. I had packed the
dress away with the entire outfit shortly after only taking it out
yesterday. I could not possibly have fathomed that I was giving it to
myself as it had been given to me. Where did the dress come from in the
first place? This was a true paradox. It reminded me of the glasses of
water. What if I had placed the glass of water that had come back in time
back into the time field? That glass of water would be stuck in a loop in
time just like the pretty white dress. How many times had I actually worn
the dress? Just once? Or thousands of times? I looked closely at the dress
and could detect no wear or aging. Next I took out my floral blue
dress. Next I took out the short black dress I had bought for the younger
me. The original had been worn out long ago, but wait this was now the
original, How confusing. Then I came to the brief case full of
money. Taking out a thousand I dressed in my male suite and went down to
the National bank and opened under my real name with my younger self's
address an account with $99,000 dollars. I was quite relieved when they
just counted the money and did not look to closely at the dates on the
bills. I had made sure to place appropriately dated bills on the outside of
each bundle. Returning to the room I took a long bath in the oversized tub
and made sure that I shaved extra close. Afterward I put on a black silken
negligee and feel asleep early. It had been a long day. Tomorrow would be
even longer.

I slept late and went out in the afternoon to pickup some odds and ends
that I knew I would be using later on that evening. Some wine, tequila and
beer. A tube of KY jelly. I started getting ready for my date around six. I
was nervous about this evening. Even though I knew what was to happen it
had been a long time. I had never tried to convince a paranoid 17-year-old
homophobic boy that he needed to dress up in a little white dress. That was
going to take some pretty fancy talking on my part. I remember thinking
that Sandra was saying some pretty strange things and started looking for a
way out but she somehow convinced me that this was the right thing to
do. Then I really was on the edge when I found out she was really a he. But
within moments I knew that I was turned on like nothing else ever
had. First I had to make myself look like a 17-year-olds wet dream. When my
hair was almost dry I applied a little moose to it and rolled some rollers
in to give an under curl and curl my bangs a little but I also wanted it to
be very soft. Next I did my makeup. I had also brought the cosmetics to use
on the younger me. I used heavy black eyeliner and some blue eye shadow
after I had used the foundation that totaly concealed any trace of facial
hair. Some blush and lipstick that matched to some of the flowers on my
dress. As I removed the rollers and combed out my hair I could feel myself
getting aroused. Next came the shear stockings and powder blue garter
belt. I pulled the silken blue panties up my legs until I had trapped my
now throbbing erection with in the silken prison. The tightness of the
silken panties helped as I tucked myself painfully back between my
legs. Next came the silken-cupped bra. I could not resist pinching my
oversized nipples as I positioned my breasts in the cups. Turning to the
mirror I felt a surge of sexual power as I decided there was no way anyone
would guess I anything other than a pretty blond girl. Finally I pulled the
floral dress on and tied the string in the back into a bow accentuating my
breasts in the front. I hooked the dangly silver earrings into my earlobes
and turned to the mirror. The pretty girl that greeted me never ceased to
amaze me. I stepped into the heels and pirouetted in front of the mirror my
skirt raised just enough to show a glimpse of the garters. I knew for a
fact that I would catch my younger hormone charged teenaged self's
attention. Hell I had my own self-wishing I could get a date with myself
which is what I was about to do. It was 8:30 time to go.

I arrived at the gas station at about ten to nine. Some of the lights had
already been turned off and all the outside stuff had been put away. I
pulled up to the pumps and waited. I knew the drill, He was hoping I would
leave if he took to long. I had other plans. Finally he came rambling
out. Getting out of the car making sure to flash lots of thigh. I smiled
and asked him to fill the tank. He came back I could tell he was looking me
over and said "That will be $5 ma'am." Smiling I asked, "Could you check
the oil to." It was all coming back to me just as it happened so long
ago. Moving over to the hood he opened it and checked the oil and said "Its
full." Being very courteous. I gave him a twenty and he went to give me
change. I said, "Keep the change." He looked surprised. I smiled at him and
asked, "When do you close?" he responded looking at his watch "Five minutes
ago." I tried to look surprised and said in my sweetest little girl voice
"Oh, I am sorry I did not mean to keep you. I'll bet I am keeping you from
a hot date." He smiled and laughed and replied "No, I don't even have a
girl friend." So I said, "I am new to the area and will only be in town a
few days on business. If I may be so bold as to ask, would you let me take
you out to dinner? I don't know the area and would enjoy the company of
someone so nice and cute." He looked at me with those beautiful blue eye's
that I have come to know so well and replied almost stuttering, "I, I don't
know." I smiled my best seductive smile and swished my short skirt back and
forth causing him to look from my face down stopping momentarily on my
breasts to my silken stocking clad legs. I lied saying, "Don't worry it all
goes on my expense report." Moving over closer I placed my hand on the back
of his and said, "Unless you have something better to do?" He hastily said,
"No, I would love to go but I need to go home and change first and shower,
I smell like gas." I replied, "You look fine and I don't mind the smell of
gas." He replied, "Ok but I need to finish closing down the station and I
have a change of clothes in the car." I said, "Ok I will wait for you out
here." He just about dashed into the station to finish his work.

When he came out changed and cleaned I could see no noticeable difference,
Jeans and a Tee shirt. As he approached the car I got out giving him the
key's said, "you drive." Taking the keys he got in and went to adjust the
seat and decided much to my amusement that it was set perfectly. He asked
me, "Where do you want to eat?" I replied, "Surprise me, You know the area
better than I do remember price is no object." Just as I knew he would he
drove a bout three miles to Café Marsle, A very good choice. The
Maitra`de looked us over and raised an eyebrow, Something I had missed the
first time around and seated us alone in a booth down back. I ordered a
glass of wine for both of us, The waiter calmly asked for ID, My younger
self got lemonade. On my dates suggestion we both ordered the stuffed
chicken.  I asked, "I don't think I caught your name?" He Blushed and said,
"Randy, And yours?" I replied, "Sandra you can call me Sandy." He seemed at
a loss for things to say so I decided to lead the conversation in the
direction I wanted and said, "You don't have a girl friend, How could that
be? You are very cute." Randy replied, "Thankyou I think, Most of the girls
I know want handsome and rugged, Not cute." I smiled and said, "That will
change, They don't know what they are missing." Randy was loosening up a
bit as the waiter brought our drinks and asked, "Do you have a boyfriend."
Truthfully I replied, "Several, but none that I am serious about." Leaning
back I stuck my tits out and shook out my hair. I knew I had Randy's
undivided attention. As I looked back at him his gaze shifted from my
cleavage to my eyes. I watched his reaction as I said, "Your hair is very
pretty, With a little styling it could look just like mine." He blushed and
replied, "That would not be very masculine." I responded, " I think it
would be extremely attractive." After a short pause I asked, " Is that what
you want, To be masculine?" I knew that I had asked him a difficult
question. At this point in my life he was trying desperately to be
masculine due to peer pressure. Even though his natural tendencies tended
to be very feminine in nature. He was saved from answering by the food
arriving. We ate in silence for a short while when Randy finally said, "I
think most of the girls I like want a masculine guy. But I don't think I
behave very masculine." So I had to ask, "Do you think you behave
feminine?" You could see him visually squirm. I remember at this point
thinking, "I need to get away from this girl she is hitting way to close to
the mark." Rather than force an uncomfortable answer out of him I decided
to change the subject and asked, "Where should we go after dinner?" He
replied, "The lounge at the Holiday Inn has a really good band playing." I
said, "That would be really nice, I am staying at the Holiday Inn."

After we finished eating we stopped and picked up his car on the way to the
Holiday Inn. In the parking lot I asked, "Would you like to come up to my
room first, I need to use the bathroom and freshen up first?" He readily
agreed. Upon entering the room I asked, "Would you like to fix us a drink
out of that small refrigerator?" And went into the bathroom. I could feel
his eyes all over me and remembered what he was thinking. At seventeen
years old he was still a virgin. I came out of the bathroom and looked over
to see he had poured us both a shot of Tequila and a glass of beer. I sat
next to him on the short sofa and picked up the shot and beckoned him to
toast with me. This shot would be another first for him. I almost laughed
as he almost choked on it, I poured us another as I turned on MTV. Turning
toward him I placed my hand on his knee and then reached up and pulled the
band out of his ponytail. I asked him if he minded as I picked up the brush
off the table and started to brush out his hair. Looking down I noticed a
large bulge in his pants that he was trying unsuccessfully to
hide. Motioning him to pick up the second shot of tequila we both drank
together. Then I took a sip of beer and said, "I think your hair looks much
better combed out." Leaning over I heard him take a sharp intake of air as
I nibbled on his earlobe and brought both hands up to massage his
shoulders. Then I asked, "Would you let me use the curling iron to put some
pretty curls in it?" I could tell the tequila was taking affect. Blushing
badly he turned toward me and said, "What?" I poured us another shot of
Tequila. Reaching down I placed my hand on his pants right on his inflamed
crotch, I leaned over and kissed him, or I guess kissed myself. He kissed
me back. When we finally broke the kiss I said, "You heard me." He said,
"Why?" I replied honestly, "Because it turns me on, I want to dress you up
completely as a girl, I know you want to." I could see the conflict going
on in his head, Many years of telling himself he was crazy to have these
desires and thinking he might be queer made him want to run away. But
sexual desire and knowing it turned this girl on made a very strong counter
point. Finally he said defiantly, "How would you know something like that."
Gripping his now throbbing erection through his pants I said, "Because when
I mentioned it your cock got twice as hard as it was, Go ahead and try to
tell me you never wanted to dress up as a girl before." I could tell he had
decided to try it. So I let go of his cock and waited to give him the final
revelation. I poured us another shot as He said, "I don't think I will make
a very convincing girl." Smiling I said, "I bet you make just as pretty a
girl as I do." It took a moment for it to sink in. The scope of emotions
that played across his face was amazing. First disbelief, Then the remnants
of his homophobia surfaced, Then curiosity as he looked me over with a new
skeptical focus, Finally a longing that was even older than the ingrained
homophobia took over as he asked, "You are kidding me right?" Picking up
the hem of my dress I said, "Check for yourself." Gingerly he reached down
until he was touching my thigh slowly he reached up until he was finally
gripping my rock hard cock through the silken panties. The look on his face
was priceless as I leaned forward again placing my hand on his raging
hardon I kissed him. When we broke the kiss I got up off the sofa and
walked over to the closet and took out the white flower girl dress. Holding
the ultra feminine dress up to myself modeling it for him I asked, "Would
you wear this for me?" I could tell by the look on his face that he wanted
to wear that dress more than anything in the world as he nodded
yes. Placing the dress back in the closet I pulled out a hanger with the
white silken bra, Panties, garter and stockings and said, "You have to put
these on first. But before you put these on I need you to wash and
condition your hair and shave your legs, Face and underarms." With a
strange but aroused look on his face he downed the shot got up and walked
over to me taking the hanger full of silken Lingerie he asked, "How do you
know so much about me?" I replied, "One day you will know."

He waltzed into the bathroom as I walked over and sat down on the
sofa. Reaching down I caressed my raging hardon, I could not believe how
turned on I was. I wondered how perverted this would be considered. Going
back in time to dress yourself up as a little girl and have sex with
yourself. Would this be considered incest or masturbation? How many people
if given the chance would go back and have sex with themselves? I knew from
experience that this was a major turning point in my younger self's
life. If this had not happened he would probably have needed major
therapy. After this weekend he actually started to feel good about himself
for the first time and started to enjoy this aspect of his personality and
have fun with his crossdressing as well as exploring previously forbidden
areas of his sexuality. At this point in his and my life it is safe to say
that he does not have a completely masculine set of genes. The chemistry is
definitely on the feminine side, How else do you explain the breasts that
developed when a teenage girl would have developed breasts. But instead of
feeling pride and fulfillment. I suffered ridicule and embarrassment. I did
not need to shave until I was almost thirty. The only thing that could be
considered masculine was my cock. For all purposes I had a female body with
male sex organs. Randy was about to learn this as I had learned it. Most of
my life I had floated back and forth between the genders as it suited me. I
was about to provide myself the means and the Freedom.

I heard the water stop running in the bathroom. A few minutes later an
embarrassed Randy stepped out into the room sporting an enormous erection
wearing only a pair of silken white panties. Smiling he said, "I don't know
how to clip the bra on." Getting up I walked over to him reaching down I
gripped his cock through the silken material and asked, "Is that a cock in
your panties or are you just glad to see me." Reaching up I pinched his
nipples in just the way that I knew would bring shots of pleasure. I was
rewarded with a shiver form him. Taking the bra from his trebling hands I
held it up for him to place his hands through. Clipping it in the back I
reached around to adjust his breasts in the cups. I knew he had tried his
sisters D cup bra on before but this was the first time he had ever had one
that fit him perfectly. I knew that the silken cups felt wonderful. It was
priceless to watch the shear delight as he reached up to cup his own
breasts and pinch his own nipples. He got embarrassed again when he noticed
me watching. I said, "Let's do your hair." As I dragged him back into the
bathroom. Using the hair drier I had him bend at the waist and blow-dry his
hair straight out until it was almost dry. Then I applied a little mousse
and some rollers. He looked at me and said shyly, "I never would have
admitted it but this is wonderful." Reaching down I gently pinched his
nipples through the silken bra as I bent down and kissed him passionately
again. I used the blow-drier, Curling Iron and some spray. A short while
latter I removed the rollers and he had the prettiest head of blond hair
almost like mine. Turning him around I asked, "Can I do your makeup?" He
smiled at me and replied, "By all means." He was looking more and more like
the princess in the picture. His features still had that baby fat youthful
look about them. There was nothing masculine about him at all. I applied
some eyeliner and a small amount of blue eye shadow a little bit of pink
blush and some lipstick. There was no sign of the facial hair that I now
had to contend with. While I was doing his makeup he reached up under my
dress and gingerly started fondling my cock and balls. Wondrously he said,
"You are as turned on as I am. Reaching up further he cupped my breasts and
said, "You got tits just like me." I smiled and said, "You would be
surprised at how much alike we are." Taking the garter and stockings off
the nearby hanger I said, "We need to finish getting you dressed." I stood
him up and wrapped the garter around him clipping it in the back and showed
him how to put the stockings on. I left him doing that and went to the
closet and pulled out the silken slip with all the layers. When he walked
out of the bathroom I could see his eyes widen as he gazed at the ultra
feminine garment I was holding. He shook his head and said, "I feel as
though I am going to wake up from this fantasy any moment. It just keeps
getting better and better." I could feel him tremble as I pulled the silken
garment over his head. Taking the dress from the closet I had him place a
tissue in his mouth so as not to get any lipstick on the dress. I pulled
the dress over his head and straighten it as I buttoned it up the
back. Placing the white heels in front of him I held his arms as he stepped
into them. I straightened his hair a little bit and stood back to admire my
creation. He could tell by the look on my face that he looked like the
stuff fantasies are made of. I could not resist reaching out and running my
hands down his silken sides. I said, "You are the prettiest thing I have
ever laid eyes on. You are a fantasy girl if I ever saw one." He couldn't
resist it any more and turned to look in the full length mirror. We both
stood looking at the incredibly pretty girl looking back at us. She reached
up to touch her face just to make sure it was her. She had long locks of
golden curled about her pretty face. The prettiest white dress just covered
with lace. Pert little breasts jutting out from the shear white lace
bodice. The dress clinched into a high waist flaring into a fountain of
lace ending high above the knees showing layers of white lace above two
perfectly sculptured legs encased in shear white stockings with two white
patent leather pumps with 3" heels on her dainty feet. I could not resist
moving up behind this vision and running my hands up her silken sides until
I had cupped her pert breasts. I then ran my hands down her front until I
could feel her monumental erection buried beneath the layers of virginal
white silk. Leaning over I nibbled her ear and kissed her once again. I
walked over to the dresser and picked up the camera that I placed near the
mirror taking the remote control I asked Randy to look at the camera I
moved over close to her and pressed the button taking the infamous
picture. I walked over to the instant camera and took the picture and gave
it to Randy. Moving over I sat on the sofa and watched her caress herself
as she drank in the image in the wall sized mirror. It was very erotic to
watch this pretty boy dressed to look like a little princess twirl and
pirouette as she explored the visual fantasy I had created. Finally she
walked over to me and leaned down and kissed me and said, "Thankyou." I
moved forward until I was sitting on the edge of the sofa. And pulled her
to me until my face was between her breasts. I felt my way up her silken
legs until I found her cock. I started stroking her cock through the silken
panties using the knowledge that only I could know about all the secret
places that one only learns from years of practice. After only a few
moments I could feel that tremble. I stopped and lifting her skirt I pulled
her panties over her garters and found myself face to face with a very
familiar looking cock. Not stopping to think about what I was actually
doing I reached out with my tongue and licked the clear fluid from the slit
slowly I licked my way down the underside of her cock paying attention to
what I knew were all the best spots. Her virgin cock must have grown at
least another two inches. All at once I engulfed as much of her cock as I
could into my mouth and swallowed until I felt as though I might
gag. Slowly I sucked up and down taking a little more each time until I
found my lips wrapped around the base. I increased the speed of my sucking
while I paid attention to those special spots with my tongue while I
tickled her balls with my hands. What I knew to be a lethal combination. I
could feel that tremble again. I pulled back until I was wildly sucking on
the head while stroking the shaft. I felt her balls tighten as she reached
down and grabbed two hands full of my hair. As I heard her say through
clenched teeth, "OH, GOD." I could feel her nectar boil wildly down the
length of her erupting member into my waiting mouth, She flooded me with
her wonderful virginal cream. I hungrily swallowed every ecstatic spurt. I
remembered across the years the unbelievable pleasure as she exploded into
my mouth, Never had I realized the Pleasure of giving myself so much
pleasure. I felt her knees start to buckle and slowly swung her around to
lay down on the sofa never once loosing my grip on her still spurting
cock. Finally the eruption slowed. I looked up into some very satisfied
glossy eyes. Gripping her cock about the base I stroked it to the head
getting a major shiver and Goosebumps from her and a large drop of nectar
that I licked off not seeming to be able to get enough. Finally I looked up
into some very satisfied and glossy eyes. As she laid back I stood up in
front of her and did a minor striptease. Slowly I pulled my dress up over
my head and enjoyed the look I was given as Randy surveyed my lace-covered
body. Looking down I was flattered and amazed as I watched her cock start
to spring back to life. Reaching down I hooked my thumbs into the band of
my panties and pulled them down until they dropped around my
ankles. Stepping out of them. Spreading my legs I allowed my cock that had
been painfully tucked back between my legs to spring straight out. Randy
reached down and started stroking her cock. I reached down and taking her
hands pulled her to her feet. As I pulled her to me I thrilled at the feel
her soft silken dress against my skin. Guiding her to the bed I unbuttoned
her dress. Slowly she stripped for me and turned to face me we kissed and
embraced deeply. Reaching down I took both of our cocks and started
stroking them together. I looked down and marveled as you could see that
they were identical. I could feel as Randy unclipped my bra and reached up
to pinch my nipples. I guided us to the bed. I lay back as Randy nibbled my
nipples and slowly made her way down. I smiled as she moved face to face
with my cock. I knew that a long running fantasy was about to come true as
she kissed the tip and I felt a shiver run threw me as she reached out with
her tongue and started licking the tip. I thrilled as I watched my younger
self while she gave me her first blowjob. Slowly she sucked as much as she
could fit into her mouth. I could feel her gag slightly as she tried to
swallow more. Reaching up she started to caress my balls with one hand and
stroke the shaft with the other. Looking down I felt that familiar tingle
as I grabbed two handfuls of her hair and drove my cock all the way down
her throat. I arched my back and felt the pure ecstasy as my balls
tightened and erupted. Randy managed to pull back until only the head of my
cock was still in her mouth as she violently stroked me with her hand all
the while sucking every drop I had to give. When there was no more to give
she reluctantly freed me. I looked down as she smiled back at me. Kissing
her way up my body until we were face to face she said, " No one ever said
that would be so much fun." I replied, " It is always better to give than
receive." I got up and beckoned her to follow me over to my
suitcase. Turning to her I kissed her and asked, "Will you be staying the
night?" She smiled and said, "If you will have me." Turning back to the
suitcase I pulled out two identical short white silken negligee's and
passed one to her. We both went into the bathroom and put on the garments I
could tell we both thrilled as the silken material caressed its way down
our bodies. I picked up the hairbrush and brushed Randy's hair out and then
my own. Taking her by the hand I led her back into the bedroom to the big
mirror. The look of surprise was evident as we looked at the twins in the
mirror. Reaching down I started to caress the identical silken bulge
sticking out from the front of her silken negligee. She looked at the
mirror and said," All my life I have wanted to dress up as a girl, I
thought it was the worst thing and everyone would stare at me and tell me I
was a freak. Then you come along and show me that it is not only fun but
that I make a very passable girl. I don't think that I will be able to stop
now." Looking deep into her eye's I held my finger up to my lips and said,"
Shush." Slowly I pushed her to the bed. I laid down right behind
her. Pulling her hair to the side I started kissing her neck slowly and
nibbling her earlobe while I reached around and started to caress her
breasts and pinch her nipples. The feeling of the silken material between
us as I pushed my once again hard cock between her legs and rubbed my
breasts against her back. She reached down to stroke her own cock as she
arched her back against me and whispered," I want to feel you inside me." I
reached for the tube of KY on the nightstand and liberally applied it to my
monumental erection. She made a sharp intake of breath as the tip of my
cock came to rest against her virgin hole. I tried not to think about the
fact that I had just dressed my self up as a little girl and now I was
about to fuck my own virgin ass. Without any further warning I grabbed hold
and pushed it home. Reaching Up I pinched her nipples and held still, I
knew first hand the agony she was feeling having been on the receiving end
the last time. Slowly I started fucking my cock in and out of the tightest
hole I had ever had the pleasure of fucking. Slowly I felt the tension go
out of her as she started pushing back to meet my thrusts. All the while
she was still stroking her own cock. I could feel the eruption once again
building I tried in vain to hold off as long as I could, The sensation was
just to intense. Suddenly Just as I went over the edge I felt Randy squeeze
me just as she shot a jet of sperm at least a foot just as I shot my own
load into her. It looked and felt as though I had shot my load out her
cock. We both moved and gyrated in one big orgasm in perfect time with each
other. It seemed to last an eternity finally we both returned to
earth. Reluctantly we separated and went to the bathroom to clean up. Still
wearing our matching outfits we returned to the bed. Randy reached down and
started caressing my spent cock through the silken garment. Surprisingly I
could once again feel life returning. Smiling at me Randy asked," How did
you know?" I reached down to caress her once again stiff member and said,
"I know all about you." The next thing I knew I was waking up, I was having
an incredible dream that I was somehow sucking my own cock. As I looked
down I could see that yes indeed my younger self was sucking on my
cock. Reaching down I ran my hands through her hair. With most of my cock
down her throat she looked up at me with lust filled eyes. I laid back and
pinched my own nipples as I enjoyed the incredible sensations as she slowly
sucked and licked and nibbled my entire cock and balls. I could feel that
familiar tingle slowly rising in me as she took her time exploring what I
knew would be one her greatest passions. She brought me to the brink three
or four times before she finally sucked me over the edge. Relentlessly she
kept sucking until I think I must have pumped a gallon down her throat.
Finally I had no more to give and she let me go but not before she gripped
me about the base of the cock and slowly stroked me to the tip getting one
last drop that she sucked off sending a shock wave throughout my entire
body. I droped back on the bed completely spent. Giggling she moved up
beside me and nibbled on my ear and said," Oh I am sorry, did I wake you?"
I could feel her rock hard cock pressing into me through the silken garment
and said," Baby you can wake me like that anytime.

I reached down and slowly started to stroke her cock through the silk and
asked," Now that you are a cock sucker, and a very good one I might add are
you going back to the straight boy masculine wannabe?" Shyly she looked at
me and said," I was never very good at that, This is what I always wanted
to do. But I never had the guts. Who first introduced you to the
lifestyle?" I looked deep into her eye's and said," It was a situation very
similar to this." I smiled at her and continued," I was just your age and
She was just about my age, If she had not come along when she did I think I
would have gone crazy. Now it's my turn to pass it on to you, and you in
turn will pass it on when your turn comes." I slowly pulled the silken
material up over her head. I could tell the silken material was turning her
on.  Taking a moment to look down on my younger selves very feminine
appearing 17 year old body I took a moment to reflect on what I was about
to do. I decided this was actually a surrealistic form of
masturbation. Taking my time I leaned down and kissed her passionately then
slowly worked my way down. I kissed her at the sensitive spots just under
my ears. I nibbled her nipples with just the right amount of pressure to
get a gasp of pleasure. I nibbled and licked and fondled her breasts all
over. After this her breasts would no longer be a source of embarrassment
but a source of pleasure. I licked my way down and gave an incredible
tongue bath to a pair of very sensitive testicles. Sitting up I reached
down wrapping my fingers around an all too familiar cock. I reached down
with my tongue and licked the tip of my younger self's cock. Slowly I
bathed her entire member with my tongue paying attention to all the
sensitive areas. I brought her to the brink just by licking at least three
times before I finally engulfed her entire cock into my mouth sucking her
all the way to the root. I held tight as her entire body convulsed with one
of the most powerful orgasms of our life. She grabbed two handful's of my
hair and proceeded to fuck my face as her entire body shook uncontrollably
as she pumped gallons of her incredibly sweet tasting nectar into my
overfull and overflowing mouth. Finally she slowed and I managed to loosen
the death grip she had on me. I pulled up until I was only sucking on the
tip of her cock. I sucked until I had every drop she had to give. Finally I
let go as she dropped back on the bed completely drained. Looking down at
one of the most satisfied looks I had ever gotten. I asked," Do you have to
be anywhere today? " She replied," The only place I have to be is at work
at noon." Looking back I said," Why don't you skip work today? I will make
it worth your while." With no hesitation at all she said," Ok."

Getting up I said," I want you to dress as a girl all day to day with me."
Randy replied," I don't have anything to wear." Going over to the suitcase
I pulled out the short black dress. Holding it up as if to model it I
asked," How about this?" I could tell by the look I was getting that Randy
really wanted to wear it. Finally he said," you don't expect me to go out
dressed like that?" I said," Of course I do. Why don't you take a shower
and get dressed and if you don't look enough like a girl I won't force
you." Randy smiled and got up and strolled into the bathroom for a
shower. I pulled out a few things that I lay on the table and went into the
shower myself. After the shower I gave Randy a black bra and panties a pair
of dark pantyhose some shoes with a 2 inch heel and the dress. I said take
your time and use these cosmetics. I passed over some that I knew were the
perfect colors. I also knew I was going to have to redo them. A little over
an hour later I was again wearing my floral dress and Randy looked stunning
in the little black dress. I finally dragged her away from the mirror and
sat her down at the table and said." Pay close attention, I am only going
to tell you this once." I began," When I was your age someone did the same
thing for me and now it is my turn to do this for you and you in turn will
do the same thing when the time is right." Looking up into my eye's with
some very familiar eye's she asked," How will I know when the time is
right?" I replied," You will have to trust me when I say, you will know
beyond a shadow of a doubt." I took out a small computer printed booklet
and gave it to her. As she opened it I said," Guard this book with your
life. In it you will find different stocks to buy, On what days to buy and
sell them and how much to buy and sell." She looked up from the book and
said," You have got to be kidding I don't have this kind of cash." That's
when I gave her the checkbook and gestured for her to open it. I watched as
she looked at the beginning balance and the receipt and the dates and the
name. She looked at the stock book again and finally back at me and said,"
Why are you doing this, is this some sort of a setup." Smiling at her
worried look I said," No scam, no catch, just follow the schedule in the
book and you will be very wealthy and never have to work a day in your
life. Like I said someone did the same exact thing for me and you will have
to do the same when your time comes." We sat in silence for a moment and I
added," You will never see me again, At least the way we are now."

Standing up I moved over to my suitcase and pulled out a black purse for
her that I put the stock book and checkbook into and said," I have to leave
this evening so lets go shopping." I pulled her out the door before she
could object. Once outside I could see she was nervous. We walked past a
couple of guys on the way to the car that checked us out. I passed her the
keys and said," You drive." Once in the car I said," See, They thought we
were just a couple of girls." I could tell she was still nervous but
loosening up a little. When we pulled into the mall I asked," What store do
you want to go into first?" Jokingly she said," How about Victoria's
Secret." I was coaching her on how to walk like a girl when we passed
Victoria's Secret and I dragged a badly blushing Randy in. It was only a
few short minutes until she was pawing through the panties like she had
been born a girl. At her suggestion we went to Dillards and I bought her a
very sexy red dress and a pair of girls jeans some casual shoes and a
matching blouse.

After we got back into the car a much calmer Randy asked me," Where am I
going to wear these, My roommates will not understand." I replied," You
have enough money now rent a place of your own. After a few of your
investments have paid off buy a condo." I looked over to see a still not
quite believing Randy shaking her head. I also knew she would get over it
real quickly.

We arrived back at the hotel and went up to my room. I pulled off my dress
and was going to pull on my traveling clothes when Randy caught me by
surprise and pushed me onto the bed. She pulled down my panties and sucked
me to a full erection looking up She asked me," Does this mean I am gay?"
Not remembering this scenario from my past I thought for a minute and
replied," Some people would think so. I Know that you also like girls and
will have just as fulfilling relationships with them as with guys so I
don't think you are Homosexual or Heterosexual I think you are just
Sexual." She looked up at me and smiled as she proceeded to suck me to an
almost instant orgasm.

A short while later I was dressed in my jeans and Randy was wearing his
male clothes. I took the white flower girl outfit and packed it into the
same garment bag that I had gotten it in and presented it to Randy saying,"
Keep this safe, You will need it one day." Giving Randy almost all the
stuff I had in the room I only kept My ID's and the floral dress. We had a
long passionate kiss in the parking lot and went our separate and yet same
ways. Arriving in the Cigar factory parking lot I kept a close watch out
for the cop who had stopped me earlier. I had no doubt he would find my car
soon enough. Once I was securely locked in my room I fired up the generator
and assembled the time machine. I felt a surge of relief when I triggered
the timing sequence and the anticlimactic flash occurred.

Turning on the flashlight I was surprised to find I had returned to the
year 2000 before I had left. All the equipment was lying there ready for me
to start. I checked the time on the computer and realized I had only
moments before I arrived and did not want to screw that up. I almost
panicked when I realized the door was locked from the outside. Luckily I
had damaged the door when I had pried it open the first time and was able
to break the molding. I pieced it together as best I could finishing only
moments before I arrived. I watched nervously from a dark corner as I came
up and opened the door and went inside. I then slipped out the back and
took the car. As I drove home I reflected that I could now drop in and have
sex with myself every now and then. How about if I arranged to have four of
me there at the same time and have an orgy. I then decided that I had
tampered with time enough.