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Transgender / Transformation stories in English
I admit that my story work seems to have been getting longer and longer,
primarily due to the way I have tried to embellish the tales with as much
detail as possible to place the reader right there in the story. If this is
getting to be too much, I would like to hear from you.

There are a couple significant names used in this story. See if any of you 
can figure out just how they may apply to anybody in RL.

True to form for me, you just know I'm going to say that this story 
utilizes some characters owned by DC Comics/TimeWarner. It's only a 
story done for readers' enjoyment with no profit to be made by the 
author. Ergo, it's free to be archived on any site, provided the site 
has free access to its stories. 

And yes, Elrod did say it was okay to do this story. I want to thank 
Ellie Dauber for getting me started on it, and Elrod along with a few 
other friends for encouraging me to finish it.
* * *
 
A week after the private party had taken place, Anya got a strange 
phone call during what was proving to be yet another slow Wednesday at 
the park. The weather was almost unbelievably good, with the skies a 
sparkling blue accented by a few billowing cumulus clouds that kept it 
from looking boring. The temperatures had stayed hot after the rains 
which had finally come a few days before to relieve the severe dryness 
a bit, and this weather should have been drawing in customers like bees 
to a honeycomb. Yet somehow, other than a few park regulars, very few 
first-time visitors and guests were coming into the park. In 
particular, hardly any males were being set up or coming on their own.

"Good afternoon, Bikini Beach, this is Anya, may I help you?" Anya had 
relieved her Grandmother in the small gray admin office for a few hours 
while Vicky took over at the very slow ticket office. She focused her 
mind, as her Grandmother had taught her, and did a quick scan of the 
caller. Her eyes widened in pleasant surprise at finding him to be a 
truly kind and generous young man. 

She listened to his initial questions, then replied, "Why, yes, of 
course we can do specific changes if they are required. We've turned a 
few men into very young girls who got to start life all over again, and 
while most of the guys got changed to specifications given by females, 
there have been a few special men that we have changed to particular 
female forms that they themselves wanted. What did you have in mind?"

Her caller started to give her information. Anya's eyebrows rose as a 
look of surprise came to her face, when she heard, "There's a friend of 
mine named Steve. He's an author, and has had a bad problem with 
getting fresh ideas for his writing. One of the women I work with told 
me about the changes that occur at your park, so I want to buy him a 
weekend pass that can be upgraded if he so desires, and give him a body 
that will really surprise him. If *she* gets to work with the body 
you'd give *him*, I'm sure that he, or maybe eventually, she would have 
plenty to write about, and not just in the limited venues in which he's 
been holed up. Here's who I'd like to have you turn him into..." 

Anya took notes as the caller started to give her rather specific 
details. It was definitely different, but didn't sound difficult at 
all. Her growing magical ability alone could probably handle it, but 
as Anya linked her mind to her Grandmother to see where she was, she 
watched her acting almost like a little girl on the Spillway Slide. 
Anya knew that the age and wisdom of her elder would be quite 
beneficial to a successful conclusion to this strange request. "Thank 
you, Jerry, and I'll put that charge on your card for you. Would you 
like me to mail the pass to you?"

"No, Anya. I'm hoping you can do this favor for Steve this coming 
weekend. If so, I'll come by tomorrow around noon during my lunch 
break to pick it up. I hope to see you then."

"I'll try to make sure I'm on duty at the gate for you, Jerry. This 
weekend makes it a bit of a rush, but that shouldn't be a problem. As 
I believe you know, it has been rather slow at the gate recently. I 
look forward to seeing you, and also in setting up the change you want."

"Thank you, Anya. Good-bye."

With a wide grin forming on her now happy face, Anya told him good-bye, 
and saw her Grandmother making her way down the path toward the ladies' 
locker room as she was hanging up the phone. She couldn't wait to tell 
her about the deal she's just arranged. Then again, maybe the reason 
she was heading in was that she already knew...

This was confirmed when her Grandmother came back into the office to 
relieve her. "Anya, this deal you're setting up sounds like a very 
pleasant change, with some real surprises for our client. You should 
know, however, that my magic is not boundless and capable of any and 
everything. With the lessons you've been getting, and some additional 
heavy practice in the next couple of days, you might be capable of 
handling it all on your own. If not, the Wiz at SRU owes me; we might 
get some help from him, and maybe Dannie, to complete the 
transformation."

Anya stood there with a deep look on her face for a few moments as this 
sunk in, frowned for effect, then said, "Gee, I hope I didn't bite off 
more than I can chew with this deal, but I should be able to handle it 
just fine. Besides, I doubt Steve would want the Wizard to get into it; 
he wouldn't want to end up as a Gloverized bimbo! I'll call Dannie 
tonight, and we'll see what I can do. I'll also ask her to be on 
standby, with a quick connection to the Wizard, just in case."

"I trust you, Anya, just be careful. Have fun, too!"

She grinned with a wide and toothy smile as she turned to leave the 
office. "This sounds like almost as much fun as playing with Hernando! 
But then, this change is going to be all for the good, I hope. See ya 
later!" 

*****

Early that evening, Anya was munching on a pizza with Dannie, who just 
popped in moments after the pizza deliverer left. She wished she could 
get around as easily as Dannie did, but maybe that would come, 
eventually. As they worked on devouring the medium pepperoni, Dannie 
told Anya about the latest goings on at the SRU. "It sure is fun, with 
the shop going from place to place to spread our magic far and wide, 
Anya," she said in conclusion. "I only had to jump from New Orleans to 
get here this evening; it may have taken a bit more out of me if the 
shop had been on the West Coast!"

"Makes me glad I can reach you so easily, Dannie. I can just see a 
phone trying to catch up with you two!" 

Then Anya told her about the request that had been made. Once she had 
briefed Dannie on all the details that would be required for this 
change, they started working on Anya's control. Dannie had Anya first 
do some modifications to each of their bodies, both in eye contact and 
separated in different rooms. Dannie giggled loudly when without 
warning her breasts suddenly expanded to the kind of proportions 
normally seen on the SRU's clients. "Anya...!" she started to yell, 
but stopped as the room around her shimmered and then took on an 
entirely different aspect.

Dannie looked around at the completely redone furniture, then thought 
to glance in the closet. Its contents didn't surprise her, since Anya 
had told her about the goals of this training session. To surprise 
Anya, though, Dannie did an instant change from the aqua blouse and 
teal slacks she'd been wearing to one of the purple spandex outfits in 
the closet. As Anya came through the doorway, Dannie placed her now 
black clad fists on her hips and said, "Very interesting, Anya. I can 
see why you did that number on my tits! I suppose a contented meow 
would be appropriate now?"

Anya laughed uncontrollably at this, then watched as Dannie blinked 
back into her normal clothes, and assumed her normal chest size. "I 
guess this means that besides the body changes which I can do so easily, 
physical changes to environments are also possible. What you found in 
this room is what I intend to do with Steve's room. If you looked that 
good in the costume, I'm sure Steve is going to love it. You did look 
a bit short for it, though."

"Anya, I can't believe how easily this is coming to you. After the way 
you did almost all the work on Hernando yourself, I felt a bit 
sidelined. It seems to me that you've got the potential to make what 
the Wiz and I do look pale in comparison. At first I'd thought you 
were just a lower-level mage, since some of what you were doing seemed 
sort of haphazard, but your control has really tightened up. I dare 
say that if your Grandmother had taken on this project, the Wiz would 
have had to do most of the work; you seem to have a lot more going for 
you than even your Grandmother."

Anya felt both a thrill and an ominous shiver upon hearing Dannie's 
words; this was no faint praise. "Wow! Now that you mention it, 
Dannie, it seems that I've been doing more and more of the harder 
changes at the park. Maybe Grandmother had me join her so I could 
learn my true potential."

Dannie smiled to conceal her fear. 'That, and learn control,' she 
thought. 'So you don't end up causing all Hell to break loose.' She 
looked thoughtfully at Anya. "Let's see how well you can add changes 
on top of changes."

The girls spent the rest of the evening seeing how well Anya could do 
an almost instantaneous change on top of one just initiated in case 
something was to go wrong. By the time the witching hour was 
approaching, Dannie was satisfied that with only a short session again 
Thursday night, Anya would be perfectly ready, and she would only need 
to be on standby. She'd talk to the Wiz, but she was pretty sure that 
he wouldn't be needed this time. The two young almost-witches were 
both getting quite adept at their trade. 

*****

Jerry Garster drove the eleven miles from his office to Bikini Beach 
across town, as soon as he was released for his lunch break. From what 
Anya had told him, he'd expected to find no trouble in parking when he 
got there. However, he was truly shocked to see how few cars were 
actually there. It was the summer, and school was out. There should 
have been untold numbers of patrons using the popular women's resort. 
Where was everybody?

He found a spot no more than twenty yards from the entry gate, and 
Jerry grinned as he caught a glimpse of a few women going in and out of 
the locker room and gift shop nearby, and walking down the path leading 
to the park beyond when he got closer. The short walk had given him a 
quick view of an abnormally small number of women using the facilities 
he could see, and while some were real stunners, most were your typical 
family women with their youngsters. It was the kind of crowd Jerry 
expected to see at any given grocery store at that time of day, but at 
least they were in swimsuits of all sorts.

When he got to the ticket window, Jerry saw a good looking young woman 
with wavy black hair sitting at the position, with a wide grin on her 
face. Unbeknownst to him, Anya had done a quick mental scan of the 
only male approaching about when Jerry had said he'd be there, and 
confirmed who he was. Before he could introduce himself, she said, 
"Hello, Jerry! I'm glad you could make it over here today. I'm Anya, 
and my Grandmother thinks there should be no problem in granting your 
request. In fact, she seemed almost enthusiastic about the prospect of 
my helping you."

"Anya, are you going to start playing the name game like a certain 
old wizard I've heard of? I hope you don't do that with all your new 
customers! It might throw some people off."

Anya giggled. "Well, since I knew that you'd heard a bit about the 
park, and what we were capable of, Jerry, as soon as I knew it was you 
approaching, I figured I was safe in being straightforward with you. 
Oh, excuse me for just a moment, Jerry."

A pretty blonde was walking up to the gate. "Excuse me, sir." She 
looked over the strongly built man with close cropped black hair who 
seemed to be about 5'8", and grinned at what might be coming up. "Hi, 
Anya!"

"Hi, Daphne! Chastity is off duty on her lunch break right now, so you 
might find her over at Port Landing. And don't expect to see Jerry 
here joining you in the park this afternoon... he's getting a package 
set up for a friend of his."

"Oh, poo! Hello, Jerry. You might want to make a visit anyway, 
sometime. You never know what kind of fun you could have until you've 
tried it!" There was a certain gleam in Daphne's eyes as she said this.

"Maybe, Daphne, just maybe," Jerry replied, while nodding his head in 
acknowledgment to her. He watched as she slid her membership card, 
and went strolling into the park with almost nobody around to slow her 
down.

"That's something I hadn't really considered, Anya. Do you think it 
would help if I joined Steve here in the park for the weekend to get 
things rolling for the first day or two?"

Anya actually looked a bit surprised, and thought about this new bit 
for a moment. "Jerry, I can see Steve being much more at ease if 
someone he knows is on hand to join in all the new experiences he is 
going to encounter. I wouldn't want to force you into this, but if you 
wish to willingly change yourself to help your friend, I think we can 
surprise not only him, but give Daphne a bit of a thrill, also. I can 
sell you a weekend pass that we can add to your current bill, so that 
you'll be ready to greet your friend."

Jerry did a bit of pondering himself for a moment, without the aid of 
the magical skills which Anya may have used in her deliberations. "I 
hadn't planned on this, Anya, but the more I think about it, the more I 
like the idea. If you'll promise me that nothing untoward will result 
from my own fun in the park, let's add that second weekend pass to the 
weekend pass I've already got set up for Steve."

"Jerry, when there is no vengeance, revenge, or other evil intention 
involved in a customer's change, we never willingly allow bad things to 
happen. The only thing I'd have to warn you about is that you would be 
a full-fledged female from shortly after you activate your own pass 
until midnight Sunday. This means that you'd have to contend with all 
that goes with femininity, both inside the park and outside, and be 
very careful in how you conduct yourself. We wouldn't stick you with 
an increased libido or anything, but nevertheless, you'd have all the 
sensations and needs of a female body with which to contend."

"Thanks for the warnings, Anya. It does sound like a bit more of a 
challenge than I'd originally thought, but it should be worth it. 
Consider it done. Here's my card."

With the new aspects of the changes being called for, Anya was feeling 
more than cheerful as she ran the charge for Jerry. This was going to 
work out even better than before, she just knew it. "Here are the two 
passes, Jerry. As requested, though the first one is a weekend pass, 
it can be upgraded without any trouble."

As Jerry looked over the passes, in particular the one that he himself 
would be using, he could find no hidden meanings in any of the printing 
on their fronts or backs. As he slipped them both into his wallet, 
Jerry told Anya, "I was originally going to be just an interested 
spectator, Anya, but now it seems that I'm going to have a much deeper 
role in this. It should be fun! I'll get here tomorrow at least two 
hours before Steve. He gets off at 4 in the afternoon, and that should 
put him here around 6."

"Thanks for your 'business', Jerry! I'll watch for you tomorrow 
afternoon, and we'll have to make sure Daphne doesn't see you until 
you're inside to surprise her. I'll be sure to introduce you to 
Grandmother at that time, also. She had hoped to be here today to 
meet you, but had business to take care of downtown with Ronnie."

"I'd like to meet her, too. See you tomorrow!" 

Grinning broadly, Jerry turned away from the gate and headed back to 
his car. The fact that he... ahem, *she*, would now become a key part 
of his friend's change was bringing all kinds of interesting thoughts 
to mind. The trip back to work, and the remainder of the workday, went 
so much smoother than usual with the prospects of the weekend to come 
bearing on his thoughts.

*****

The light on Steve's answering machine was blinking twice when he 
looked at it after coming through the door. It had been a rough day 
working out in that blistering heat, and even though he normally hit 
the play button as he walked by, Steve made a bee line for his bathroom 
to take a quick shower. The air conditioning, combined with a freshly 
cleansed body, gave him a totally reinvigorated feeling. He threw on a 
T-shirt and a pair of shorts after drying off, and hit the play button 
as he went by headed for his kitchen.

"Beeeep. Good morning, Mr. Jenson. We would like to introduce you to 
our new rug cleaning service. We can guarantee spotlessly clean rugs 
using our distinctly unique and different steam-cleaning system. 
Please give us a call at 407-555-4321. Thank you. Thursday, 11:16AM. 
Beeeep."

'Distinctly unique, eh?' Steve thought. 'Another great user of 
redundancies...'

"Beeeep. Hey, Steve, it's Jerry. Give me a call when you get in. 
Don't plan on making hot dogs for dinner tonight, and put on something 
better than that T-shirt I know you've got on. Meet me at Quincy's, 
and I'll treat you to a nice steak. I'll be home at 5:15 waiting for 
you. Thursday, 3:47PM. Beeeep." 

Steve grinned at the way his friend had him so well pegged. He had no 
intention of calling the rug cleaners, and let his machine erase the 
messages he'd just heard. He picked up the phone, and noted that it 
was now quarter to six. 'I hope Jerry hasn't given up on me yet,' 
Steve thought as he punched Jerry's number on the dial.

"Hello, Garster resi-"

"Yeah, hi, Jerry, it's Steve."

"Did you take off the T-shirt yet?"

"C'mon, Jerry, give me a break. It'll only take a couple of minutes to 
put on a better shirt and maybe some jeans. I figured that as late as 
it was getting, I'd better call you back first."

"Heh, heh, thanks, Steve. I was starting to wonder when you were going 
to call."

"I took a shower as soon as I got in to get the workday off. I guess 
that was a good idea, seeing as how you want me to go to Quincy's."

"Ooo, I'll bet you smell fresh as a rose now. Ha! Okay, just get on 
some decent clothes, and I'll see you there in about twenty minutes."

"Gotcha, Jerry. See ya."

"Bye."

Steve pulled the T-shirt up over his short sandy blonde hair as he 
walked back toward his bedroom, taking care to not pull off his glasses 
at the same time. He looked into his closet, and saw the small 
selection available amongst his shirts. He wished he'd been able to 
have more clothes, but since there'd rarely been any need, the small 
selection he had would have to suffice. 'I don't want to look dressy, 
it's only Quincy's,' he mused as he sifted through the few hangers. 
Steve grabbed a navy blue polo shirt and pulled it off the hanger, then 
went over to his dresser to get a pair of jeans from the pants drawer. 
Five minutes later, he was back in his little white Celica, and wishing 
that its a/c worked as well as the one in his house.

As he pulled into Quincy's lot, Steve saw Jerry's tan Saturn, already 
parked and empty. His friend was waiting as he strode through the 
front door. "Hi, Steve. Let's get in line. I've got some great news 
for you."

"Gee, this is really something, Jerry. You're buying dinner, and you 
have some good news. Must be really something, if you didn't want to 
just tell me about it on the phone."

Any further discussion was put on hold as their orders were made, and a 
number of other customers piled up close behind them. Once their 
platters had been filled with drinks, utensils, napkins and receipts, 
the pair of friends made their way to a booth in the nonsmoking 
section. "So what's the big deal, Jerry?"

"I've been checking your archive pretty regularly lately, Steve. You 
haven't finished any books or added any new stories since April. Has 
your muse gone on vacation?"

Steve looked over the top of his glasses at his friend, and raised an 
eyebrow. "I didn't think you were that concerned about my lack of 
output, Jerry. I think maybe my muse is taking the summer off. I just 
can't seem to come up with any decent story ideas, and even adding more 
to some of my older, unfinished stories and books is fruitless."

"Well, how about if I give you a spark to ignite your imagination? I 
presume you've heard about that water park over on the other side of 
town? Bikini Beach is just chock full of good looking women almost all 
the time, and if seeing all that flesh in one spot doesn't get you 
going, I don't know what will. I got a weekend pass for you so that 
you can enjoy yourself and not have to sit around the house this 
weekend."

"Yeah, I've heard about it, Jerry. Some of the guys at work have said 
that the park is a real haven for good looking women, and I know at 
least two of the female cashiers are members. They've made comments 
about how much fun the park is. I've never seen anything like that, 
and can barely imagine all the great looking bodies in revealing 
bathing suits. Does this mean you're planning on giving me a totally 
new perspective and viewpoint?"

Jerry lifted his right hand for a pause as he saw the server 
approaching with their plates, trying hard to suppress a grin at the 
choice of words his pal had used, then after she'd left said, "We both 
know that Bikini Beach is a park catering to women. Good. Yes, I'm 
hoping that spending the weekend there will give you a whole new 
attitude."

The rest of the dinner was spent with small talk about what to expect, 
and Jerry was very good at keeping any hints about his own part in the 
amusements from coming up. He was also very crafty in suggesting about 
what time Steve should get there the next evening. Jerry wanted to 
make damn sure that he got there long before Steve. 

After Jerry handed the pass to him, Steve studied it closely for a few 
minutes. This was a ticket to things unimagined, well... imagined, 
maybe, but certainly not anticipated. A large part of his psyche 
wanted desperately to accept the gift openly, with hopes of good things 
to come. A nagging minority side tried to overrule this glee, warning 
that nothing from the pass could be without potential problems. 

The majority ruled, and as they left Quincy's to head back to their 
respective cars, Steve said, "I think I'm safe to say thank you very 
much, Jerry. I'm really looking forward to visiting the park this 
weekend. See ya!"

"You're welcome, Steve. I'm sure you're going to enjoy your time 
there!"

That night, two completely different viewpoints about the next day kept 
both Steve and Jerry from getting to sleep right away. Steve was 
envisioning all the women he'd be observing while enjoying the park, 
picturing in his mind a sea of tanned and swimsuited bodies. Jerry, on 
the other hand, was envisioning being a part of that very sea, and 
trying hard to imagine just what it was going to be like. Without any 
real experience in it, imagination was all he had. He knew very well 
that this would be quite different less than twenty-four hours later.

*****

Before his lunch break on Friday, Jerry made arrangements to get the 
remainder of the afternoon off. Since he was known as a hard worker, 
dedicated to getting the job done as quickly and efficiently as 
possible, his supervisor was glad to give him the afternoon as a free 
bonus that Jerry wouldn't have to make up. This gave him at least two 
hours before he'd have to get to the park, but as he was thinking about 
it while eating his sandwich, Jerry got an idea. Anya had mentioned 
trying to pull a joke on Daphne, and instead of waiting until Saturday 
or Sunday, by which time Daphne may have already caught on to what was 
occurring, he decided to go directly to Bikini Beach after eating and 
see if they could hoodwink Daphne in the time before Steve was due to 
get there. Since he'd put his swim trunks, a towel and his flip flops 
in the Saturn before leaving for work that morning, he was all set.

When Jerry pulled into the parking lot, he saw that it was a good bit 
more occupied than the day before, but still, nowhere near full. He 
made the correct assumption that it was due to a lot of women taking a 
long weekend, which was more or less what he had done, too. He had to 
park a good bit further from the entry gate, but still had just a short 
walk to make before he got to a very small line at the ticket window. 
Most of the customers seemed to be regulars, because they were going 
directly to the gate and sliding their passes for entry. Since Jerry 
already had his own pass, he was tempted to get into the quickly moving 
line, but he wanted to see if Anya was around, and find out just what 
she had in mind for him. As he got to the window, he saw a slightly 
chubby and short, older but still very elegant looking woman with a 
pleasant smile on her face. She'd done a quick mental scan as she 
spotted him coming up to the window, and her smile turned into an even 
wider grin when she noted no one else behind him.

"Well, hello Mr. Garster! Welcome to Bikini Beach. May I call you 
Jerry? Anya has told me a lot about your plans, and I think you are a 
very generous person to be doing this. Let me get her for you. Hold 
on just a sec."

"Jerry is just fine, but just a moment, before you go, ma'am. Anya 
told me about her grandmother who actually owns and runs this park; 
would I be correct in guessing that you are her?"

Grandmother actually giggled softly, then said, "Why, Jerry, what makes 
you think that we wouldn't have any older women as employees working 
the gate? But yes, you are guessing correctly. One moment, please." 
She picked up the handset of her phone and punched the intercom call 
button. "Anya, intercom line 1, Anya, intercom line 1."

Jerry heard this go out over the speaker system within the park, then 
heard Grandmother's side of the conversation as she asked her to come 
to the front gate. "She'll be here in about six minutes, Jerry. She 
knew you were coming, but hadn't expected you quite so early. She's 
been helping Jenny, our on site maintenance guru, work on the pumps at 
the Lava Run. You'll see just where that is very soon, I'm sure. How 
would you like to surprise Anya, besides the surprise you've both been 
cooking up for Daphne?"

"I got the feeling that Anya has a great sense of humor, so just tell 
me what you have in mind."

"Has anyone told you anything yet about just how we change males here 
at the park?" Jerry shook his head. "All the water here in the park 
has mystical properties, but we primarily use the showers. Go ahead 
and hop into the men's shower real quick while Anya is still walking 
here. You'll be pleasantly surprised, I'm sure, by what you see and 
feel after coming out of that shower. In your case, I'm letting you 
take on whatever female form you desire. Just get a good picture in 
your mind before you get into the shower. Now, get moving!"

"Aha, so that's how you do it! Okay, I've been thinking all night 
about the woman I want to be for the weekend, so that's no problem."

"Normally, I'd be there at the exit from the shower to hand you the top 
to whatever bikini your trunks change into, but this time, I'll have 
the top waiting for you in the locker. You'll have all the body 
knowledge normal for an adult woman so that you'll have no problem in 
putting the top on, or any of the other minutiae of day to day living. 
Also, you didn't need to bring that towel. We have large numbers of 
them throughout the park. Now, get moving, young lady!"

Jerry grinned broadly at her last order, and pulled the pass out of his 
wallet while turning to the gate. He slid it and then looked both 
right and left as he got inside. He saw the women all using the locker 
room to his left, and saw a small male symbol on the much smaller 
locker room to the right. He knew right away why this one was so much 
smaller, and made his way into it while noting a few women smiling 
knowingly at him as he did so. Since he didn't want to give away the 
fact that he knew all about the park and its way of changing males into 
females, he returned their smiles with quizzical looks.

When he got into the locker room, Jerry noted just how small it really 
was. There were only a half dozen or so lockers, and only three 
showers with their attendant towel racks. He took off his work clothes 
and shoes and placed them in the locker, then pulled on his khaki swim 
trunks and slipped into his flip flops. He stepped into the showers, 
and adjusted the single knob for a good flow and not too hot 
temperature. Even though he knew something was about to happen, Jerry 
still closed his eyes as the water streamed over his head and face, and 
therefore missed seeing the significant pink mist which started to 
accompany the water coming from the shower head. However, he was 
observant enough to feel the changes it started to bestow.

It made a big difference for Jerry to have a picture in his mind of 
what his body was turning into in the shower. He actually felt his 
prick and balls pulling up into the new vertical slit in *her* body, 
becoming her new clitoris and ovaries. She felt her waist narrowing 
considerably from the already small one for a male that Jerry had 
earlier. Of course, at the same time a lot of other changes were 
happening, and since they took only seconds, it really was happening 
too fast for her to assimilate them. Jerry did know, though, that as 
she turned to shut off the water, it was a very much smaller and 
infinitely more feminine hand which reached up for the knob. Up, 
meaning that she was much shorter now, probably on the order of four 
foot six or so. She also noticed right away that the nondescript flip 
flops on her feet had turned into much more feminine looking and very 
small waterproof sandals on her much daintier feet.

The quick toweling off was an entirely new experience which Jerry 
reveled in, and it was while doing so that she saw that her khaki 
trunks had turned into the daringly cut bikini bottom to a bright pink 
suit with black spots. When she turned to face the mirror, she saw 
from a much different perspective the still uncovered, very full and 
round breasts jutting from her chest. Jerry had known enough not to 
picture in his mind an overly stacked woman, and was quite satisfied 
with the C or D cup breasts she now had, which were plenty for her near 
petite body. She also noted the almost waist length strawberry blonde 
hair which now adorned her head, along with the icy blue gray eyes she 
had.

When she opened the locker into which *his* clothes had been placed, 
she noted that the minuscule pink and black bra for her string bikini 
was hanging there as promised. It looked like just two small triangles 
of fabric connected by strings around the back and up behind the neck 
as a halter. The towel placed there with the clothes had vanished. 
Also, all the male clothes had changed into a pale blue blouse and navy 
blue shorts set, with strapped high heeled sandals replacing the 
leather dress shoes. The wallet that had been laid on the platform was 
replaced by a clutch purse with a shoulder strap, and when she looked 
inside, noticed that the driver's license and other ID's had all been 
appropriately changed to her new name. She had a wide grin on her face 
as she first let her mind go blank for a moment, then suddenly knew 
what to do as she expertly positioned and tied her bra top into place. 

Jerry was gone, and Jacquie was ready to go out and see if she could 
surprise Anya.

Very slowly and carefully, Jacquie edged an eye toward the doorway to 
see if she could spot Anya. She had to have used most of that six 
minutes already. With no sign of her yet, she stepped out proudly and 
walked over to the park-side window of the pass booth to show 
Grandmother the result of her handiwork. As if she doesn't know 
already, Jacquie thought.

She saw the older woman smile as she turned and saw her, then saw her 
pointing behind and to her left. Jacquie slowly turned her head, and 
caught sight of Anya, wearing an aqua pair of shorts and a loose 
fitting pale yellow blouse along with some light gray walking shoes. 
She was walking at a rather quick pace in her direction, but still far 
enough away that she probably hadn't taken notice yet of her visitor. 
Jacquie grabbed a towel off the rack and flung it over her right 
shoulder, and in the process, noticed that she'd done so with her left 
hand; apparently the change from Jerry to Jacquie had also changed her 
handedness. Now decked out like a park regular, she stood and waited 
for Anya, just as if she was waiting for a friend.

Anya had indeed used a bit more than six minutes in getting back to the 
gate. She'd seen two good friends while walking, and slowed to a near 
stop both times, which is why she was walking at such a quick pace 
when Jacquie spotted her. As Anya got closer to the gate, she started 
to look around for a sign of Jerry. When she couldn't spot him or any 
other men, she figured maybe her grandmother had taken him inside the 
booth. When she got close enough to look into the booth's window, Anya 
really got puzzled because there was no sign of Jerry in there, either. 
She passed a much shorter, particularly good looking blonde in a racy 
pink and black bikini as she was going in, and said, "Hi, welcome to 
Bikini Beach. I can't recall seeing you here before, so I hope you 
have a great time!"

Jacquie waited until Anya had just about passed her before replying. 
"Why, thank you, Anya. This is my first time within the park, and I'm 
sure I'm going to just love it." This was the first time Jacquie had 
used her new voice, and was just a bit surprised at how low pitched and 
sexy it sounded. She waited just a moment to see if Anya caught on, 
and sure enough, Anya turned with a wide grin on her face as she did a 
quick mental scan after hearing this apparent stranger use her name.

"Jacquie! You've already changed! I guess that means you've already 
met my grandmother! I just love your body selection. You have great 
taste in looking sexy without flaunting it too much. But why are you 
here so early? I wasn't expecting you for another couple of hours or 
so."

"I hope my surprising you wasn't too over the top, Anya. Your 
grandmother thought that since I'd gotten here before you'd get back 
from the Lava Run, we should see if I could play a joke on you by 
changing before you knew about it. The main reason I got here so early 
is that you had mentioned trying to pull a gag on Daphne if I changed 
my mind and came into the park, and I figured it would be best to try 
that early on, before Daphne saw us all weekend."

Anya turned them both toward the walkway she'd just come down, saying, 
"Good thinking! Daphne is more or less here by herself this afternoon, 
because Chastity is doing her medical rounds which require her complete 
attention. I saw her sunning and sipping over at the Tiki Hut when I 
was leaving the Lava Run, and I'd bet she's still there. I know! 
Here's what we'll do. Since everything is all set for Steve's arrival 
around 6, instead of me showing you around the park to get you 
acclimated, I'll set up a funny introduction to Daphne for you, and 
then she can give you the tour while I get back to helping our mechanic, 
Jenny. Hey, that's a thought. How would you like to meet our own 
version of Scotty from Star Trek?"

"Sounds good all around, Anya. I'm guessing we can give Daphne at 
least as good a surprise as your grandmother and I gave you, and as 
long as Jenny doesn't mind the intrusion, I'd love to meet her. If 
she's as good as the description your grandmother gave her, let's see, 
I think she called Jenny your 'maintenance guru', I bet she's got her 
mind on the task at hand and won't want to be disturbed."

Anya stopped short at that, which caught Jacquie by surprise. When she 
looked back at Anya, the pretty brunette had her hands on her hips and 
her mouth was agape. When she recovered, Anya said, "How the hell did 
you get Jenny pegged so well without even meeting her yet, Jacquie?! 
Are you clairvoyant or something?"

"No special powers that I now of, Anya," Jacquie assured her. "I 
guess I'm just really good at taking given facts and descriptions and 
putting them together for analysis."

They started walking again after that, with Anya looking pensive, as if 
trying to put something in her mind to rest. When they neared the Tiki 
Hut on their right, she pointed toward one of the lounge chairs, and 
said, "Yep, there's Daphne, in that yellow bikini, adding to her 
already deep tan. You know, Jacquie, I know the whole idea of this 
weekend is to help out your friend, and that you weren't even going to 
come into the park originally, but if perchance you take a liking to 
the new reality that your change has brought on, I think a woman with 
your skills would be very useful to us. If you want it, I'm sure 
there's a job for you here in the park's administration section."

"Whoa, I don't know about that, Anya. I've got, or at least had, a 
pretty good life as Jerry." She paused just a bit as they came to a 
fork in the path, and bore to the left. Then Jacquie continued, "Tell 
you what, though. I'll keep an open mind as the weekend progresses, 
and we'll see what happens come Sunday. Now, let's go see if we can 
bother Jenny without bothering her. *Giggle*"

"Are you sure you're a blonde, Jacquie? Ha!" Anya put her left arm 
across Jacquie's shoulders, and got them moving toward the pump house 
for the Lava Run just a bit further down the path onto which they'd 
just made another left turn. "If ever I've met the antithesis of the 
dumb blonde, Jacquie, you're it! Gee, if you'd gone for platinum 
blonde or bleached blonde, you'd really be out of character."

"You don't sound too dumb yourself, Anya," Jacquie replied. "You give 
me the impression that you've had a pretty good education, and not just 
in the books. Your people skills seem to be excellent, and if your 
grandmother is any indication, I think I know where you got them."

"Well, I never got any further than high school, because of coming to 
work with my grandmother, but I think you're right about the influence 
my grandmother has had on me. And you haven't even seen some of the 
*other* skills I have yet, that Grandmother is helping me with. Just 
you wait, when Steve gets here, you're going to get a good showing. 
Actually, you'll see more of my work in what we do for *her* outside 
the park. Remember, once a man is changed to a woman here in the park, 
reality is rewritten to accommodate that new woman, with no sign of the 
old man. A friend of mine and I worked out everything, or what we hope 
will be everything, Wednesday night. We got in a bit more tweaking and 
honing last night. The descriptions you gave me on the phone seem to 
be perfect, and it looks like everything should work out perfectly."

"That's good. This should be Steve's dream come true weekend, and if I 
know my friend, that pass is going to become a lifetime one for sure. 
I've never been up close and personal with any magic before coming to 
the park this afternoon, so this is all a real eye opener for me." 
Jacquie then pointed to a bamboo hut set amongst the trees to their 
left. "Is that the pump house?"

"Yep, let's go find Jenny."

They made their way through the high grass and trees to the hut, and 
Anya went in, motioning for Jacquie to hold outside for the time being. 
A few moments later, first Anya and then a greasy but very pretty young 
woman with long and wavy red hair wearing form fitting light blue 
coveralls came out. She didn't look too pissed, so Jacquie guessed 
that not only had Anya done a good convincing job, but the pumps must 
have been coming around, too. "Jacquie, this is our 'maintenance guru', 
Jenny Michaels," Anya said in introduction. "Jenny, Jacquie Garster is 
here for the weekend to help a friend who needs a booster shot at life. 
She just changed into the luscious blonde you see a few minutes ago. 
And don't let those blonde locks fool you. She is one bright cookie!"

"Maintenance guru?" Jenny asked with an eye cocked toward Anya. 
"Pleased to meet you, Jacquie. I'd offer to show you the results of my 
work here, but even though Anya manages to stay grease free while 
helping me in there, I wouldn't want to see you get all messed up in 
that great looking bikini."

Jacquie's face reddened just a bit, then she approached Jenny with her 
arms opened invitingly for a hug. "Thank you, Jenny, but with all the 
water around here, I'm not going to let a little grime and grease get 
in the way of good human relations." The surprised Jenny accepted the 
hug eagerly, then blushed herself. "From what I've heard, you deserve 
that title of maintenance guru more than anyone I think I've ever heard 
of, let alone met," Jacquie added as she backed away just enough to put 
her hands on Jenny's shoulders. "It's an honor to meet you in person, 
ma'am."

As they separated, Jenny looked over at Anya, and while pointing very 
directly and unabashedly at Jacquie, said, "You need to do whatever you 
can to keep this girl here! If we had her in the PR or HR department, 
we'd have it made!" Then she turned back to Jacquie and added, "No 
offense, but you make one hell of an effective woman, Jacquie. I don't 
know what you have planned for after this weekend, but I can assure you, 
life as a woman and working here is something to relish."

"Jenny, Anya has already made that pitch to me once so far. As I told 
her, I hadn't originally even planned to come into the park and change 
while helping my friend, but since I have done so, I'll keep an open 
mind and see what happens as the weekend progresses. If I do decide to 
stick around, I'll make sure that Anya or her grandmother make you one 
of the first to know."

"God, she's reassuring," Jenny said as she shook her head. "Anya, do 
whatever you can to persuade her. Don't do anything to force her, but 
make damned sure that she gets a good opinion of this park! Now, if 
you two don't mind, there's still a bit of work to do here before these 
pumps are back to 100%."

"I'll be back to help you in just a bit, Jenny," Anya said. "I'm going 
to go introduce Jacquie to Daphne, who I'm going to draft into showing 
her around."

"Oooo, this I would love to see," Jenny responded while grinning 
broadly, "but work comes first. You're gonna just love Daphne. But be 
careful; even though she's married to a part time male, part time 
female, Daphne can be a real flirt. Do have fun, and I hope to see you 
again in less grimy conditions at some point this weekend."

"Thanks for the advice, Jenny," Jacquie grinned. "I'll look forward to 
seeing you again, also. Ciao!"

Both Anya and Jacquie waved as Jenny turned to go back into the hut, 
then they went back out to the pathways and back down to the Tiki Hut. 
On the way, Anya gave Jacquie a quick rundown on what she hoped to do 
when they got to Daphne. She also gave Jacquie the first taste of her 
magical powers. First, she handed Jacquie from nowhere a pair of round 
lensed and almost goofy looking sunglasses, which she placed in her 
hair atop her head, then the small amount of grease that had adhered to 
Jacquie's suit and skin suddenly disappeared. "Who needs water?" Anya 
joked. "You don't really think that I stay spotless while working with 
Jenny, do you?"

*****

Daphne's eyes sprang open when she was startled out of her reverie by 
the most God-awful, Valley Girl sounding, "Like, y'know, can you maybe 
tell me where, y'know, The Pipeline is?" 

The sight she saw made her cringe. A short strawberry blonde with hair 
down to the middle of her back, goofy looking sunglasses up in her hair 
as opposed to protecting her eyes, and a bright pink string bikini with 
black polka dots that set off her almost perfectly sculpted, tiny body 
was standing there with a senseless grin on her too perfect face. Her 
first thought was, 'Yeah, and I'll bet you've got just enough brains in 
that vacuous head of yours to try that plunge wearing that tiny bit of 
thread, you airhead.'

Then Daphne's better senses clicked in, and she offered, "Are you 
really sure you want to go on that thrill ride, dear? I mean, that's 
one hell of a plunge, and bikinis aren't known to survive it very well. 
If you really do want to go there, though, it's just around the bend 
past Tropical Waves, which is the ride you can't miss a little ways 
down that path, there." She pointed in the direction from which 
Jacquie and Anya had just come.

Jacquie changed her voice for the reply, dropping any pretenses, and 
used her now dominant left hand to remove her sunglasses from her hair. 
"Actually, I was told that I'd be able to find my way to the Wild Luau 
Raft Ride by making my way first to The Pipeline. From what I've heard, 
only real daredevils go on that ride. And if I did decide to try it, 
I'd probably put on my black spandex unitard instead of my tanning 
suit."

Upon hearing this come from the same covergirl lips that had just been 
spouting Valley Girl, Daphne's eyes went wide. Just then, Anya, who'd 
been standing behind Daphne and out of view, walked around to stand 
at Jacquie's side. "Daphne, meet the most intelligent blonde I think 
I've ever met, Jacquelyn Garster, but she prefers Jacquie. Jacquie, 
this is Daphne Middleton; but you two have already met. Daphne, do you 
remember Jerry at the gate yesterday?"

Daphne's mouth joined her eyes in going wide. Then she finally got 
control of herself, and said, "So you *did* decide to come into the 
park and see how the other side lives, eh, Jacquie? I presume from the 
way this has been going that yours was a controlled change into a 
feminine body, and not the usual forced one with resultant mental 
changes?"

"Aw, c'mon, Daphne," Anya broke in, "Jacquie knows all about our 
reputation here at the park, and we all know it's not as bad as you 
make it sound!"

"She's got a good point there, Daphne," Jacquie added. "I'm sure that 
quite a few changes have taken place here because of deeds or attitudes 
that called for massive correction. However, what I'm doing this 
weekend is a very controlled and positive situation, and if you would 
be so kind as to give me a quick tour of the park in the next three and 
a half hours, I'll tell you all about why I'm here and who else you're 
going to meet a bit later."

Daphne hung her head just a bit, and by way of apology said, "I know, 
not all the changes are to result in retributions; hell, I wouldn't 
have Chastity, heh, *and* Chester, if it weren't for this park. Let's 
start your tour right here at the Tiki Hut. I'll treat for the first 
round of drinks to keep our lips moist while we're touring."

"Would you mind if I just had iced tea?" Jacquie asked.

"What do you think I've been working on all afternoon, Scotch and soda? 
Gimme a break!" Daphne laughed. "Alcohol is available here, but that's 
for nighttime and special occasions. Iced tea is my staple here!"

"You two have fun," Anya said, "I'm going back to help Jenny. I'll see 
you at quarter to 6, Jacquie."

"Gotcha, Anya. Shall we meet at the ticket office?"

"Hmmm, no, I'll tell you what, Jacquie. Let's get together at the 
entrance to the ladies' locker room. By the way, that's where your 
clothes and purse are now, in number 26. The men's locker room just 
didn't seem proper for them. *Giggle*"

"Number 26, got it. See you then, Anya, and thanks for my initial 
introduction to the park. I'm sure Daphne is going to get me up to 
speed!"

With that, Anya headed back down the path to the Lava Run's pump hut, 
and the now chatty pair of Daphne and Jacquie made a quick stop at the 
drink stand before starting off on a whirlwind tour. Daphne made sure 
to get past enough of the more hairy rides to allow Jacquie the time to 
actually sample a few of the tamer ones they visited. Jacquie was 
particularly impressed with the recreation areas adjacent to each of 
the individual parks, and with the excellent facilities in the Kiddy 
Play Land and the Junior Lifeguard Academy. They'd refilled their teas 
while at Port Landing, and since it looked like the evening was going 
to be pretty busy, with any chance for a meal coming much later, 
Jacquie also got a chicken salad there to put a light dinner in her 
stomach. It was another of her fresh surprises to find out just how 
much that small salad filled her up.

Daphne was very interested in the plans that Jacquie had for her friend, 
which were mostly related while they were stopped at Port Landing. She 
invited both Jacquie and her friend to stop by her place later in the 
evening as a rest stop, and Jacquie gladly accepted, even remembering 
Jenny's warning about Daphne being a bit of a flirt. It didn't sound 
like Daphne was trying to set something up; she only sounded like she 
was trying to be as helpful as possible. Jacquie figured that Steve's 
adjustment may need a bit of help, and that if Daphne did start to go 
too far, she could easily get them away and out of that situation.
 
Before Jacquie knew it, the sun was working its way down and to the 
west, and a glance at one of the plaza timepieces at Kiddy Playland 
told her that it was 5:30 and time to start heading back to the park 
entrance. She bade Daphne a fond farewell with deepest thanks for the 
help she'd given, and gave her a warm and tender hug. She left her 
then, unaware of just what message this hug had inadvertently given 
Daphne. Daphne made her way back to the Tiki Hut with a glow on 
her face to await the soon to be off-duty Chastity. 

When a still spotlessly clean and ebullient Anya approached her at 
precisely quarter to 6 outside the ladies' locker room, Jacquie grinned 
widely. "Do you use Daphne as a park tour guide all the time? She 
knows the park so well, and has the most bubbly personality. If 
nothing else, she would make a great goodwill ambassador to the world 
outside the park walls. She is so enthusiastic in her love of Bikini 
Beach as a whole that it's contagious. I'll have you know that I'm 
already a good bit closer to making the kind of decision you want to 
hear on Sunday night."

Anya's already happy face seemed to glow even more at hearing this. 
"My grandmother and I have made use of Daphne as an introduction to the 
park in the past, but I don't think we've ever considered giving her 
any official status. That sounds like another good reason for you, 
yourself, to join us here. You have such a great feel for personal 
traits and abilities that I'm starting to wonder just what around here 
you couldn't do. Let me guess, you're also a mechanic and a lifeguard?"

"Well, lifeguard, maybe, but I'll let Jenny handle maintenance. I've 
never yet done any hands-on work with machinery. Whenever anything 
around my house started to break down, into the shop it went. Likewise, 
whenever my car acted up in any way, to the garage it went. I just 
never worked at developing any hands-on skills like that; I guess maybe 
I did concentrate too much on my mental development."

"Too much?! Hah!" Anya scoffed. "If the world had more people like 
you in it, we'd have a lot fewer conflicts going on, and people would 
be able to live together so much better. Anyway, we know you're good. 
Let's leave it at that for now. When Steve gets here, I'll be at the 
window; other than her shower, Grandmother wants me to use my own magic 
for this change, mostly as a way of expanding my own abilities. 
Everything that happens in the shower will be a big surprise for him, 
I'm sure. None of his own mental abilities will be reduced, as we 
sometimes do, but I'm sure *she'll* need your help in coping with the 
physical changes. Why don't you watch for him to go into the locker 
room, then wait just outside for *her* to come out. She'll be topless, 
and I'll come out to meet her with a bra top for her bikini."

"Ah, okay, so Steve's probably is going to be in a bit of shock. As soon 
as you finish with her, I'll take her under my wing and show her around, 
and gradually ease into who I really am. That should help to reassure 
her." Jacquie then put her left hand's index finger under her chin as 
if in deeper thought, and added, "We'll probably stop in at Daphne's 
place for a rest stop a bit later in the evening, and I'm going to take 
her to a hotel for her first night en femme. I don't want her to 
discover the changes at her house until Saturday night. I'm presuming 
you'll be able to have that all in place and ready?"

"Good plan, just be careful with Daphne. And yes, as I mentioned 
before, I've been working with a friend of mine named Dannie to make 
sure I can handle all the changes, and it looks like it should happen 
as planned. I'll have to introduce you to Dannie at some point this 
weekend. You two would really hit it off. There's also another friend 
who's worked and played with Dannie and I a few times, named Erin, but 
she's a tiny leprechaun and could be anywhere in the world right now. 
Oh, and I've even had a lifetime pass already made out, on the 
presumption that Steve's going to like those changes so much she won't 
ever want to go back."

"I'd love to meet Dannie if possible, and a leprechaun, you say? Magic 
really does seem to be a bigger part of life than I'd imagined. And 
about that pass, Anya, just make sure you don't force that lifetime 
pass or otherwise coerce her. If she does go lifetime, I want to make 
sure it's of her own free will. Lord knows, the persuasion I've been 
getting has sure been effective. I'm so tempted to ask you to make up 
a second lifetime pass, but hold off on that for now. I'll let you 
know, soon enough."

"Gotcha, Jacquie," Anya assured her. "Anything Steve eventually 
decides to do will be strictly from *her* own will, and be at ease 
yourself. Though we've been pushing and prodding you, we haven't done 
anything involving magic or coercion to change your own attitudes. Now, 
get ready, because I'm going to go relieve Grandmother at the window."

"Thanks, Anya. I'll be watching for Steve's arrival. Bye, for now."

As Anya made her way into the office, Jacquie watched as her 
grandmother came out and went over to her own small gray administration 
building. She then went into people watching mode; granted there 
wasn't a big crowd at the park, but she noted that had she still been 
Jerry, the number of very good looking young women in both very 
revealing bikinis and also almost completely covering but leaving 
nothing to the imagination single piece bathing suits would have had 
him getting pretty excited. However, as Jacquie, she was using a more 
critical eye, evaluating what she saw for both practicality and also 
fashion sense. Where these abilities had come from she had to wonder 
about, but then she recalled the statement that Grandmother had made 
about her gaining all the normal feminine knowledge necessary for day 
to day activities. That had to be it.

While Anya was in the office waiting for Steve, between what few other 
customers showed up she worked at recalling what Jacquie had told 
Daphne about using The Pipeline. A black spandex unitard? Was Jacquie 
thinking more of what she'd asked for in Steve's new wardrobe? Well, 
if she'd told Daphne that she had a black spandex unitard, so be it. 
Among all the other now totally feminine clothes that had taken the 
place of Jerry's wardrobe at what was now her house, Anya added the 
unitard, and a few appropriate accessories to accompany it. She 
wondered just what Jacquie's reaction might be in seeing these when she 
got home.

*****

Steve took a really quick rinsing shower when he got home from the 
store, threw on a navy blue T-shirt and his typical blue jeans, and 
then stopped at MickieD's for a quick hamburger and Coke to eat while 
driving across town to Bikini Beach. He was pretty sure he'd get there 
no later than 6 as he'd promised Jerry, as long as no traffic jams or 
accidents happened. Since the park was pretty much in the opposite 
direction from most of the other destinations that people were heading 
for to get out of town for the weekend, he had an even faster trip than 
expected. This put him into the parking lot at Bikini Beach at five 
till, but he took his time finding a good parking spot so that the short 
walk to the gate would put him there right on the hour.

He grabbed his light blue swim trunks and flip flops from the passenger 
seat, and after locking up his Celica, started walking toward the entry 
gate. When he got a bit closer to the gate, Steve saw that there were 
actually two lines. The longer one was moving much faster, and 
appeared to be regular members using their passes. The much shorter 
line that was moving a lot slower was the one at what looked like the 
ticket window. He already had his pass, but since he had no idea what 
the park was going to be like, Steve figured that stopping at the 
window for some info would be a good idea. 

There were only two women ahead of him, and it turned out they were 
together, so after only a couple of minutes, Steve found himself 
looking into the window at a pretty young brunette. "Hi, my name is 
Steve Jenson, and I was given a weekend pass to use the park by a 
friend of mine. Could you possibly give me a map or any other kind of 
park info so that I'll know where to go and what to do?"

"Hello, Steve, my name is Anya. You really won't need any hand held 
maps or info sheets. The park is laid out very simply, with signs 
along the pathways showing you both where you are and what rides and 
attractions you're near. Just slide your pass at the gate there, and 
you'll be all set. Any time you want to reenter the park through 
closing on Sunday evening, you can just go directly to the gate and 
slide your pass. I remember your friend Jerry coming to buy that pass 
for you. He seems like a pretty good guy. Oh, and before you go to 
use any of the park facilities, we ask that you take a quick shower in 
the locker room."

"Yeah, Jerry is a real friend. He's done a lot to help me. Using the 
shower is no prob, we always had to do that at the neighborhood 
swimming pool when I was younger, too. Which way is that locker room?"

"The men's locker room is to your immediate right as soon as you go 
through the gate, Steve. I'm sure you're going to just love your visit 
here, and find lots to do at all the attractions and water rides. Have 
fun!"

"Thanks a lot. I've been looking forward to this ever since Jerry told 
me about it last night. See ya!" Steve said as he turned away from the 
window. 

Anya was grinning broadly as she watched him use his pass. The mental 
scan she'd done while Steve was talking gave her the impression that as 
friends, Jerry and Steve were two of a kind. She did note the slight 
bit of self-doubt that was fogging his mind, though, and figured that 
this must be one of the things that Jerry was hoping to clear up. Well, 
things were already progressing to see if they could do that.

Because he'd seen no other guys in the lines, and nothing but women and 
younger girls milling about after he went through the gate, Steve 
wasn't too surprised to see how small the men's locker room looked 
compared to the ladies' locker room on his left. From what he'd heard 
from the women at work, he'd gotten the impression that it was a really 
peaceful environment for women using the park, without guys around to 
bug them, so he figured that most guys didn't come because of the 
"girlie" nature of the park and its attractions. The small men's 
locker room was probably easily capable of handling the small number of 
guys who made the visit, anyway.

Jacquie spotted her friend making his usual quick inspection and 
analysis, as did a number of other women who noted the only male in the 
park, some with knowing smiles on their faces. When she saw him enter 
the men's locker room, she made her way to a bench about twenty feet 
away from the exit, and waited for the fun to start.

Steve saw that none of the lockers had their locks set, and wondered if 
that meant he was the only guy there at the time. He stripped and 
neatly folded his clothes, and put the stack on top of his sneakers in 
a randomly picked locker, then pulled on his swimsuit and slipped his 
flip flops on. He left his glasses on the bench in front of the locker, 
becoming effectively blind almost, then stepped into a shower stall. 
He noted that it was of the single knob variety for ease of use, and 
stepped back a bit to let the water come up to temp after he set it 
over to the hot side just a bit and pulled it out to activate it. A 
hand stuck into the flow told him that it was at a near perfect 
temperature almost instantly, and he closed his eyes as he stepped into 
the spray.

Since he'd showered before leaving his house, Steve didn't see the need 
for any more than a quick use of soap on his face and armpits. As soon 
as his face and body were wet, he took the bar of soap and lathered up 
his hands, which then worked over his face. As he was doing so, he 
felt a slight change in the water flow, but put it off to others using 
the system, probably in the ladies' locker room. Since his eyes were 
closed, he couldn't see the pink mist which had joined the water, 
bringing on the change he'd felt. When he started to lather up his 
upper arms in order to wash his armpits, they seemed a bit smoother 
than he recalled, but he didn't pay any more attention to that.

At that same moment, however, Steve started to feel some odd sensations 
all through his body. He didn't know if it was the shivers brought on 
by being in the water, but let it go. When he stuck his head back into 
the shower flow, he got a big surprise, though. What felt like wet 
hair was tickling his upper back, and he didn't have hair long enough 
to tickle even his neck. As he was rinsing off his face, using his 
hands like always, he felt much smoother skin with no beard stubble, 
and a pointed nail jabbed his eyebrow. A pointed nail? He'd just 
trimmed his fingernails three days ago. What the hell?

As always, as soon a Steve's face was out of the water, he opened his 
eyes while rinsing the soap off his armpits and points below. The 
first shock came when he saw everything sharp and clear. Everything 
should have been very fuzzy, without his glasses. The very first thing 
that he saw sharp and clear was a tremendously large pair of breasts 
projecting from his chest. They were so large that he didn't even want 
to hazard a guess at what letter or letters of the alphabet applied to 
them. Then another surprise came. Was he actually reaching *down* to 
grab the knob? With his five foot seven height, he'd stretched his arm 
out almost straight to turn it on, and now he seemed to be angling his 
smooth and feminine looking arm down a bit. He shut off the water 
right away, and told himself, 'DON'T PANIC!!!'

It didn't help very much. When he leaned to the side in order to see 
past those monsters on his chest, he saw all the other changes wrought 
on his body, including a shiny, wet-look dark blue bikini bottom 
instead of his trunks. This also gave him his first glimpse of that 
hair that had tickled his back, and he saw that it was jet black. Now 
he started to wonder about those sensations he'd felt in the shower, as 
he noted that the bikini bottom was strung around a very small waist, 
and also clinging tightly to a very flat and taut tummy and what looked 
like a feminine mound in his crotch. 

Correction, *she* thought, *her* crotch. 

Steve had written quite a few stories, which involved gender switches, 
and read an untold number by other authors which did just the same, but 
this wasn't a story, this was reality! Just exactly how had she been 
transformed, merely within the time of a quick shower, from his normal 
male body into the overly voluptuous female one which she now occupied? 
Well, no matter what gender, that body needed to be dried off. There 
were park supplied towels hanging on a rack, and Steve picked one of 
the largest ones she saw.

She started to dry off in the normal pattern that *he* used to use, but 
stopped short upon feeling the sensations shooting through her body as 
she rubbed her huge breasts. It was upon realizing that things were 
now going to be *quite* different that Steve thought about her wet hair. 
She knew enough from all those years of growing up with four sisters 
that this long and slightly curly black hair would *not* dry as fast as 
the short sandy blonde hair she used to have. She decided to be just a 
bit more circumspect while toweling off the rest of her body, which was 
a good thing; her inner thighs and newly equipped crotch sent 
altogether more exciting waves of sensations to the rest of her body.

As soon as she finished drying, with the exception of that long and 
thick mane, Steve looked around at the bench. Sure enough, there was 
no sign of any glasses. Then she looked toward the doorway, and saw a 
woman with a statuesque figure and unbelievably big breasts. Those 
breasts were uncovered, and appeared to be not only huge, but 
exquisitely shaped. They didn't sag, but held their shape without any 
bra to support them. Then Steve noticed that this woman also had wet 
black hair and what looked like a dark blue spandex bikini bottom. It 
was a mirror, and that woman was herself! 'Oh my God!' Steve thought. 
'Not only a woman, but one of the best looking women I've ever seen!' 

Then she walked a bit closer to the mirror and noticed that instead of 
the flip flops, she was wearing much more feminine looking sandals. As 
she got a closer look at her face, Steve could have sworn she'd seen it 
before somewhere, but where? 

Personal inspection and introspection wasn't going to answer any of the 
questions that were begging for answers, so Steve decided to go back to 
the ticket booth and ask that young woman, what was her name, Anya, 
what was going on. She didn't have to go anywhere near that far, 
however. As soon as Steve stepped out the door into the still bright 
sunshine, that same young woman was standing there, blocking her path. 
"Selina, I know you've got one of the best sets of breasts in the park 
at this moment, but the park regulations don't allow topless 
sunbathing," Anya said, with a stern look on her face.

'Did she say, Selina?' Steve thought. 'Is that my name now? Wait, 
Selina... big boobs... black hair... no, it couldn't be...'

"Here's your top, Selina," she said as a matching shiny dark blue 
spandex bikini bra top appeared in her hand from out of nowhere. 
Before she passed it to the still surprised and stunned brunette, Anya 
chanted very softly a spell to have it finish and seal the changes 
she'd initiated upon Steve's entry into the shower. "And yes, that is 
your name now, Selina. Steve just wouldn't sound right for a woman as 
pretty, no, make that beautiful as you are."

As soon as Selina took the top from Anya, she felt a tingle which 
started at the fingers holding the top and progressed throughout her 
entire new body. It seemed to end only when with a skill she didn't 
know she had, Selina positioned the bra cups over her mounds of flesh 
and secured the hooks behind her neck and back. She noted that the top 
just barely met the standard of not going topless; it barely covered 
her nipples and aureoles, and showed plenty of exposed cleavage. She 
also felt, somehow, that she now knew everything there was to know 
about both her body and all that living in that body entailed. Had 
that tingle had something to do with it?

"Yes, Selina," Anya said in answer to her unspoken question. "You were 
given a complete feminine makeup via that 'tingle' you felt. You did 
get changed from a man into a woman in the shower, and as to why, it's 
because we don't allow any men in Bikini Beach. It is a haven for 
women who want to have a good time without being ogled and pawed and 
hassled by lurid males. Your change is a bit different from most that 
we do, in that you still have your original mind and all its history, 
but altered now to have a complete feminine background. You have all 
the knowledge of feminine lore that a girl would obtain while growing 
into a woman twenty-six years of age. Now, you'll retain this new 
body and identity until midnight following the end of your pass, which 
is this coming Sunday."

"You mean, even if I go out the gate into 'the real world', I'd still 
be in this voluptuous form?" When she heard her new voice for the 
first time, Selina tried to use her memories of singing ranges to 
define it. Soprano? No, not that high... maybe contralto? Whatever, 
she gave up and just acknowledged that she now had a pretty sexy 
sounding voice... and what was it that the other woman was telling her?

"That's right, until midnight Sunday. Then your pass would expire, and 
with it, your female body. In the meantime, everything about your life 
has changed. No one knows anybody named Steve Jenson. Everything 
within your house is now changed to reflect the new you, and though I 
doubt you'd do so, if you went in to work on Saturday, you'd find that 
everybody knows and enjoys working with Selina. And be careful. Your 
body is now a fully equipped female one with entirely different needs 
and hormones. I should warn you that getting pregnant between now and 
Sunday evening would have lasting consequences."

"Oh, don't worry. Me, have sex with a guy? I don't think so."

"Selina, you saw yourself in the mirror. You did see a very good 
looking female there, right? Well, that female is you. You're not a 
guy now, you're a gal, with all a gal's needs. I dare say you're going 
to feel quite different when you see guys at some point. Just make 
sure to control yourself, and be careful in what you do. Now, since 
you have been changed into a woman, go enjoy this woman's paradise!"

"Enjoy it?! Yeah, right. I came here as a guy expecting to have a 
good time, and now I'm a female. And you expect me to have fun?"

"Come on, Selina, lighten up," Anya said with a big grin on her face. 
"Don't be so serious. This is an amusement park, so amuse yourself!"

"Okay, I guess..." Selina said with her head not exactly looking up, 
bright and exuberant. She turned away from Anya, and started walking 
over to the 'you are here' sign on a pole near the pathway. Even with 
her tall height, for this she did have to look up. 

Anya saw Jacquie nodding, and figured she'd done as much as she could. 
She headed back to the ticket booth, which luckily still had no other 
people waiting at it. She'd done a quick scan of Selina just before 
leaving her, and while her spirits were not the best, she did seem to 
have a positive attitude about the change, even if she didn't want to 
admit it. Now she'd just wait and see, because until Selina saw the 
extent of her work on Saturday night, she was pretty much in Jacquie's 
hands. Hands that Anya now trusted implicitly.
 
As Selina was studying the map on the sign, Jacquie walked up behind 
her. "Hi, it looks like this is your first time in the park. My name 
is Jacquie, and I'd be glad to take you to the nearest of the ride 
groups, or one of the refreshment stands if you feel like getting 
something to eat or drink."

Selina turned to see a perky little strawberry blonde in a black dotted 
pink bikini while she was talking, and had to look down considerably to 
see her face. Either this woman was really short, or she herself was 
pretty tall. Maybe both? The smile that Jacquie held, even while 
talking, turned out to be contagious. Selina broke into a big grin and 
said, "This map does seem to give a good idea of where stuff is, but 
I'd love to have somebody to talk to while at least getting started 
here. Thanks for the offer! Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Selina. 
Personally, I'd rather go to the nearest of the rides first, but would 
you like to get anything to eat or drink yourself?"

"No thanks, I just had a salad about an hour ago, so I'm good to go. 
How about if we head for Wild River Fun? That's got some great water 
rides, and unless you're a real quickie, should fill most of your night 
until the park closes. Will you be back tomorrow?"

"Yes, and Sunday, also. I have a weekend pass that was given to me by 
a friend. I have to wonder now if that friend knew what this place 
was really like... oops, I'm sorry, I start musing like that every now 
and then. Which way do we want to go to get to Wild River Fun?"

"Let's go up this path and then to the left. We should be there in 
only a few minutes. You were given a pass, eh? Lucky you. From what 
I've heard, the regulars here have got it made. It seems they don't 
sell too many passes."

As the two very mismatched women started down the path, one having to 
constantly look up and the other down, they were observed by a number 
of park regulars who figured that since both girls were new to the park 
and had better than average bodies, they were both probably ex-males 
who'd been altered by the park's magic. Those regulars were some of 
the few ex-males themselves who'd been left with memories of who they'd 
been and how they themselves had been changed. For the time being, 
since they were pretty occupied with chatting with each other, it 
seemed best to leave well enough alone and let them be.

As Jacquie was pointing out the Kiddy Play Land that they were passing 
to the right of, she finally started to edge into giving some hints to 
Selina. "You know something, Selina? The reason I came over to you 
back there was because you looked kind of puzzled. Could it possibly 
be that your puzzlement was caused by the same thing that happened to 
me earlier today?"

"Er... just what is it that happened to you, Jacquie?"

"Well, Jacquie wasn't my name when I got into the park..."

"You mean that you got changed from a guy like I did?!" Selina blurted 
out without thinking too much. "I mean, gee, I'm sorry, I didn't mean 
to be so blunt, but when I got here, my name was Steve, and now look at 
me..." she added, as she stretched out her arms and looked down upon 
her voluptuous body herself.

"Yeah, that's what happened to me, too. Only it looks like you got 
both a lot of height and also a really stacked body, compared to what I 
got," Jacquie replied, making it sound like she was envious of Selina. 
"I'm only four and a half feet tall, and you seem to be about a foot or 
so taller, even in flats." 

"It seems like I've been given a real life version of a comic book 'bad 
girl' type body, Jacquie. I mean, just look at the size of these boobs! 
I can't recall seeing too many women with breasts like this before in 
real life, other than on exotic dancers and porn stars, but they do 
look a lot like the way some of my favorite comics artists draw them."

The rest of the walk to Ole Man River, the first of the attractions at 
Wild River Fun that Selina and Jacquie got to, was spent discussing the 
merits and failings of each of their bodies. Jacquie cleverly made it 
sound like neither of them had come away with anything less than a 
perfect body. At the entrance to that ride, they were each issued a 
plastic bag for their sandals and an inner tube. Then, when they'd 
both gotten into their inner tubes for a leisurely trip around the 
rides on the mini-river, Jacquie finally let go with the bombshell that 
she knew would probably result in a loud retort from Selina. Now that 
they were pretty isolated, not too many would hear her.

"Oh, by the way, Selina. You said that before you got into the park 
your name was Steve? Mine was Jerry." She put a big smile on her 
angelic looking face.

"SAY WHAT?!" Selina nearly screamed, just as Jacquie had predicted. 
Then, in a much more controlled voice, she said, "You mean you got a 
pass for yourself, too? Did you know what was going to happen to you, 
or for that matter, what was going to happen to *me*, when you gave me 
that pass?"

"Yes, Selina, I knew. I wanted this change to be a big surprise for 
you, and give you a lot of insights into more story possibilities. 
However, I wasn't originally planning on coming into the park myself. 
It wasn't until yesterday as I was picking up your pass that an idea 
was given to me by a new friend that I hope you'll be meeting later 
this evening. I had the hardest time during our dinner last night 
keeping what I knew about the changes occurring here at Bikini Beach 
from getting out. I'm sorry to have misled you, but I wasn't lying 
when I said that your weekend here should be both fun and give you a 
lot of new insights."

"Well, I'm sure that being in this body until Sunday night is a sure 
way to gain a lot of knowledge and story ideas," Selina replied. "I 
was told that come midnight Sunday, I'll be getting back to being Steve. 
I guess I should just go with the flow and enjoy this while I have the 
opportunity, especially since you yourself decided to go through the 
same thing. Thanks for joining me here!"

The leisurely flowing Ole Man River brought the pair to the pathway 
leading to the various raft rides, and as soon as they were out of the 
water and into their sandals once again, they were off to become what 
appeared to be two of the most fun-loving women at the park. Selina, 
as predicted by Jacquie, savored the rides so much that they were both 
enjoying the Spillway Slide when it was announced that the park would 
be closing in fifteen minutes. Jacquie led Selina back to the ladies' 
locker room via the pathways, since they could walk a lot faster than 
Ole Man River flowed. 

Jacquie and Selina both picked up park towels inside the locker room 
to dry off without even thinking about now. As Jacquie went to locker 
number 26 to get her change of clothes, Selina suddenly walked over to 
her side, and after placing her lips close to Jacquie's ear, said, "Hey, 
wait, my clothes are over in the men's locker room!"

"I'll bet they aren't, Selina!" Jacquie said softly. "I'm assuming you 
didn't look inside your locker after you got changed. I'm betting that 
your neat stack of male clothes got turned into an even more neat stack 
of feminine attire, just like mine did. In fact, I wouldn't put it 
past Anya to have moved your stuff to the locker right next to mine. 
Let's see."

Jacquie reached over to open the door to locker number 27. Sure enough, 
though they bore no relationship to the clothes Steve had piled up in 
the men's locker, Selina knew somehow that these were her clothes. 
This was confirmed when the purse that had taken the place of Steve's 
wallet showed a driver's license with Selina's picture on it. In her 
surprise, she neglected to note the name on that license.

As Jacquie got out of her bikini and into her short sleeved light blue 
blouse and navy blue shorts, Selina discovered just what she'd be 
wearing. After typically folding her bikini neatly, she picked up a 
white spandex tube top and a bright red faux leather miniskirt. A wide 
grin showed up on her face as she pulled the tube top over her massive 
chest; without a bra, each mound was prominently displayed, and Selina 
became quite proud of her new physique. She zipped on her skirt, then 
sat down next to Jacquie on the bench to put on her footwear.

As Jacquie was wrapping the laces of her sandals around her lower calf 
and then tying them, Selina was slipping her feet into knee high red 
boots that matched her skirt. She thought it was either ironic or 
appropriate that she was wearing tight fitting stretch PVC boots with 
tall stiletto heels, since they were a major theme in many of the 
stories that she'd written as Steve. When she stood in them, Selina 
knew that if she'd seemed tall before, she really stood high now. 
However, her friend didn't seem to have lost any height; if anything, 
Jacquie seemed to be standing closer to her own height now. She looked 
down at the blonde's heels, and whistled softly. "Geez, Jacquie! I 
thought I had good heels on these boots, but I can't believe how high 
the ones are on your sandals!"

To her surprise, Jacquie hadn't even thought about this as she was 
standing and then walking over to Selina. Then she lifted her left 
leg up behind herself, and while balancing on the right foot's 
five-inch heel without even wavering, noticed just how high her own 
heels were. "I guess I have one way of accommodating my short height, 
Selina! It looks like really high heels are going to be a part of my 
outfits this weekend. Your boots look like they have pretty good heels 
on them, and with your height, I wouldn't want anything very high."

Both ladies then used talents they'd only just gained that afternoon to 
put on their faces, doing so with not only ease but a skill seemingly 
as good as a beauty salon attendant. Selina finally got a chance to 
brush out her now dry hair, and when she finished, saw a tall picture 
of assured femininity. There was nothing slutty looking about her, 
even with the attire in which she'd been clad. Then she glanced over 
at Jacquie, and saw what looked like a fun-loving blonde with a 
partying outlook.

Jacquie caught her looking, and grinned even wider. "Like what you see, 
Selina? I dare say, you look quite fetching, yourself. Since neither 
of us are really prepared for what our new hormones might entail, I 
figured on taking you over to the house of a friend I met this 
afternoon. She's a regular at the park here, named Daphne. She 
invited us both to stop by after closing, so let's go on over. Then 
we're going over to the Holiday Inn just down the road from the park's 
entrance. I made reservations for us there, in Jerry's name, *giggle*, 
so that we wouldn't have to go all the way back across town tonight."

"You really are treating me this weekend, aren't you!? I suppose we're 
going in your car, too?"

"Of course! You don't think I'd let you do any work this weekend, do 
you? Let's get going."

For someone who'd been utterly downcast only three hours earlier, 
Selina was one of the most jubilant looking women heading out the gate 
and into the parking lot. The bubbly blonde beside her was no less 
happy looking, and those observing the mismatched pair knew deep down 
that the magic of Bikini Beach had once again been at work.

Jacquie was only a bit surprised when they approached the spot in which 
Jerry had parked his tan Saturn. Since the Saturn was a very female 
friendly car to begin with, about the only external change noted was 
it's color. Instead of tan, it was now maroon. Because the exterior 
was now a dark color, they found the leatherette interior to be a pale 
gray instead of the original black. Both girls were glad that it was 
well past sundown as they slid onto the front seats, the bottoms of 
their thighs meeting no longer hotter than Hades seat material. 

As they were buckling their seatbelts and letting the engine warm up a 
bit, Jacquie got on her cell phone and called Daphne to let her know 
they were on the way. She scribbled some notes on her dash pad as 
Daphne gave her directions for getting there, and wondered just a bit 
about the seemingly enthusiastic voice in which her new friend was 
speaking. She just put it off to the personality that she'd noted 
Daphne had. Jacquie should have remembered more about what others had 
told her re Daphne. 

It was only a short drive to the Middleton's place, and Jacquie found a 
parking spot not far from their front door. Neither of them thought it 
wise to leave their purses in the car, and each slung the shoulder 
straps over their shoulders as they got out of the car almost as 
second nature. In actuality, it was precisely the new second nature 
that each had gained, since neither woman would go anywhere without her 
makeup to do touchups. Since Jacquie seemed to be the lead agent of 
all that was occurring, Selina let her approach the door and hit the 
doorbell, even though her height advantage would have made it easier 
for her to do so.

It was Daphne who came to the door and showed the ladies in, dressed in 
an eye-catching sleeveless blue skirt with more than enough cleavage 
visible and a slit up her right side giving a view of that thigh all 
the way to her waist. The sandals on her feet resembled those of 
Jacquie's quite a bit, the main difference being the black color as 
opposed to Jacquie's brown. Her eyes lit up when she saw Selina for 
the first time, and her first view of Jacquie dressed for partying 
instead of the beach brought a soft purr. Then she turned back toward 
Selina, and looked longingly at her bulging chest. 

While her eyes were still wide and her attention riveted upon Selina, 
Jacquie said, "Daphne, this is Selina, my friend who used to be Steve, 
who I told you about this afternoon. Selina, meet Daphne Middleton, a 
regular at the park and one its best ambassadors of good will." 

Just then, Chastity came to Daphne's side, wearing a much simpler short 
sleeved rose dress whose hem skirted the tops of her knees, and Daphne 
replied, "I'm pleased to meet you, Selina. This is my *husband* 
Chastity, who really does become a male husband named Chester two days 
a week, so that he can still do his medical practice outside the park. 
Most of the time, though, she is my best friend, lover, and female 
husband. Chastity, if you didn't hear Jacquie moments ago, this black 
haired vision in white and red is Selina, newly female to enjoy the 
park over the weekend. And the blonde in blue is her friend Jacquie, 
also a new female. They used to be Steve and Jerry, respectively."

"Pleased to meet you both," Chastity said. "Daphne told me that you 
both might be in need of a good dinner after the events of the 
afternoon, so if you're interested, I've got four places set at our 
table, and a lasagna to die for waiting to be served."

Selina looked to Jacquie, who nodded. "We'd love to join you, Chastity. 
I'm famished, but in this new body, I'm not sure just how much I'll be 
able to eat."

"Believe me, Selina, it won't be much. With both my experience as a 
physician and as a part-time male, part-time female, I know just how 
little you'll really need and be able to handle. Have no fear, 
whatever we don't finish here this evening will make good leftovers to 
heat for lunches later. Let's dig in!"

Daphne just couldn't take her eyes from Selina's chest, and Chastity 
had to grab her by the arm and lead her to the dining room. During the 
meal, while discussion centered on the changes three of the four 
had encountered at the park, the only non-changee's eyes stayed glued 
on Selina. Had Chastity used her instruments, she'd have registered a 
much higher pulse and blood pressure. The poor woman was in a state of 
sexual longing that was about to make her burst.

Chastity, however, was fully aware of the lesbian fervor of her wife. 
She noted the building tension, and carefully eased the conversation 
into their own backgrounds to involve her more fully in what was being 
discussed and get her mind off of sex. This worked to a degree, but as 
dinner was ending and Chastity excused herself from the table to start 
bringing the dishes back into the kitchen, Daphne's control failed.

"My God, Selina! I just can't get you out of my system! If I can't 
get my hands on you, I'm going to just die!"

Chastity came running upon hearing this outburst, but before she got to 
the dining room, Jacquie was already saying, "Easy, Daphne, easy. Calm 
down, and just think of Chastity in your arms. Think of your body 
intertwined with hers; Selina may be in an unbelievable body, but you 
have ready access right here at home to a person who is dedicated to 
you and loves you very much."

Daphne was shaking as Chastity bent down and hugged her from behind 
around the shoulders. Chastity's own firm breasts made their presence 
known to her shoulder blades, and while Daphne's fire was still burning 
intensely, her thoughts were finally redirected. She turned her head 
to look up into the loving eyes of her husband, and started crying.

Chastity held onto her tightly, and as her sobbing finally ceased, 
Daphne said, "Jacquie, you got me started this afternoon with the way 
you got me hot for your own delicious body. Every signal I got from 
you told me that you were hot to be with me, also. Had you come alone 
this evening, I may have been able to keep my cool. But when you 
showed up with this Venus in tow, I completely lost it. Selina, can 
you please forgive me for being so smitten with you?"

Doing all she could to utilize the new feelings and abilities of her 
admittedly over-sexed body, Selina told her, "Daphne, the part of me 
that was at once male sees in you a female to lust for. The new me, 
which is obviously all female, sees you as a friend to savor. I'm so 
new to this body that I've no idea of just what to look for in a 
sexual nature, but I'm sure that Chastity wants you to be a true wife 
and lover, not a tramp lusting after every good body that comes along."

Selina's hands shot to her mouth, and she hung her head in shame. "Did 
I really just say what I think I said? My God, Daphne, I'm sorry! I 
didn't mean to offend you, and I don't know where those words came from. 
Now it isn't you who should be asking for forgiveness, but I."

Now it was Daphne's head that hung. Without looking up, she said, "No 
forgiveness needed, Selina. You're right; I am a tramp. Chastity..." 
Her words faded as intense sobbing started once again.

Chastity squeezed her wife's shoulders all that much harder, and placed 
her head on Daphne's right shoulder, with her lips close to her ear. 
"Easy, my love, easy. You're no tramp, you're a wonderful lover who 
gets the most from the world. Come on now; let's be the good hostesses 
we are, and show our friends what a loving couple we really are."

Daphne turned her head to look into her lover's eyes, then arched her 
body around to reach up and circle her arms around her neck and squeeze 
tightly. She planted her lips on Chastity's, and didn't release either 
for two minutes. Finally, she pouted and said, "What did I do to 
deserve you, Chastity?"

Needless to say, the rest of the evening at the Middleton's was spent 
with a lot less sexual tension. Selina and Jacquie were both 
fascinated by Chastity's story, and the loving warmth obviously shared 
between she and Daphne was evident from the way they sat nestled 
together while chatting. Jacquie's impressions of Daphne from earlier 
in the day were further cemented, and while she now knew even more 
fully about her new friend's sexual fervor than she'd been warned, she 
saw Daphne as a valuable friend to have. As if Chastity was a person 
who didn't matter. Jacquie now knew why Grandmother had wanted the 
good doctor so much. 

Selina, on the other hand, had a fire building within her that almost 
matched Daphne's. She remembered the warning she'd been given about 
her new body's needs, and thought that if she was getting so hot and 
bothered amongst three other women, what would have happened if she'd 
been placed in a male environment? As it was, she was glad that 
Jacquie and Chastity had been able to cool down Daphne. God help her, 
but Selina wanted to join with Daphne as much as Daphne had with she.

On the way to the Holiday Inn after leaving Chastity and Daphne with a 
look of love in each of their eyes, Selina was fighting the sexual 
tension building with in her own body. She kept giving sidelong 
glances to her short partner, and thinking about sexual roles, both 
past and present. Then, in an effort to break the spell, she brought 
up a subject that had come to her earlier while driving over to 
Daphne's. "Jacquie, I know the bikinis we wore will still be good to 
go for tomorrow and Sunday, but are you planning on wearing these same 
clothes tomorrow? Can we maybe stop at the mall and get some 
additional clothes to wear for the rest of the weekend?"

Jacquie thought for a moment, then said, "Maybe you didn't know this, 
Selina, but everything at your house has been changed to reflect the 
new you. Every bit of male clothing is now female, at least until 
midnight Sunday. You do have a good point, though. Since we aren't 
going back to either of our houses tonight, neither of us has access to 
any of our new feminine finery. We'll stop after breakfast before 
going back to the park, and see what we can find that strikes our new 
fancy's. My credit card's are all in my new name, so I'm good to cover 
whatever you'd like to purchase."

Selina was on the verge on putting her left hand atop Jacquie's thigh, 
but stopped herself just in time. "Thanks, Jacquie. I knew you as a 
good friend as Jerry, but you are just as much if not more so a friend 
as Jacquie."

When she heard her friend suddenly stop, Jacquie glanced over at her 
briefly. What she saw scared her. Selina was almost staring blankly, 
with her lips closed tightly and her chest heaving from heavy breathing. 
She was tempted to pull over to the side of the road, but traffic 
didn't look like it would allow that. The rest of the way to the hotel, 
Jacquie kept glancing furtively at Selina, whose red boots were 
crossing and uncrossing at her ankles, squeezing her awesome legs 
close together each time. Even without any prior experience, Jacquie 
had a real good idea of what her friend was going through.

She had been feeling a bit of it, herself.

After checking in at the Holiday Inn and leaving a wake-up call request, 
Jacquie led her now almost shaking friend up to their room. It dawned 
on her at that time that neither of them had any nighties or robes, and 
she called the front desk to ask if any such were to be had in any of 
the hotel's shops. None were to be had, and so she resigned herself to 
sleeping in her bra and panties, while Selina would have to sleep in 
panties only, since she had no bra.

It was as both girls were down to the last of their clothes and getting 
ready to climb into their individual beds that things fell apart. 

Or... came together.

The much larger and therefore stronger Selina lunged at the tiny 
Jacquie, sexual rage in her eyes. While still standing, she locked the 
small woman in her arms and planted her oh so moist lips on hers. 
By now Jacquie had lost all opposition, and thrust her tongue into her 
friend's mouth. Selina replied in kind, with a duel-taking place 
between hot, red swords. Jacquie felt Selina's huge tits mashing into 
her own not so small mamaries, and noticed a desire that was building 
to a crescendo. She maneuvered her tight blonde pussy into position 
next to Selina's black mound, and started to scrunch them together.

Selina turned with both bodies and aimed for her own bed. She slammed 
Jacquie down on her back, and started to lick, kiss and chew on each 
tit's now firm nipple while her hands worked on the opposite one. All 
the while, she was mimicking Jacquie's earlier motion and sliding and 
mashing her pussy down onto hers. Neither woman had ever experienced a 
female orgasm before, but each felt the beginnings of what felt like 
a heavenly experience.

On an impulse, Selina slid down and while now kneading each of 
Jacquie's tits with her fingers, slid her tongue into a now very moist 
blonde haired cunt. The tip of her tongue found the younger woman's 
clitoris, which while already enlarged and sensitive, became even more 
so under this direct stimulation. After using her tongue for a few 
minutes, Selina switched to her lips and then teeth. She was pleased 
to note after only a few moments that Jacquie's body tensed up and a 
heavy flow of juices poured from her pussy, which were eagerly lapped 
up.

"OH... MY... GOD!!!" Jacquie screamed. She now knew what a female orgasm 
felt like. As Jerry, he'd thought that he had been able to induce the 
same in his bed partners, but now had to wonder. 

Her train of thought was interrupted, however. Selina's tongue was 
delving even further into her cunt, alternating between teasing her 
clit and tingling the inner walls of her vagina. No more than one 
minute after her first female orgasm, Jacquie was experiencing her 
second. This was so different from what she'd known as Jerry!

Her craving for more notwithstanding, Jacquie saw a need for fair play 
and a return of favors. She reached down and tore Selina's face from 
her cunt and lifted her to kiss her again deeply. Then, using every 
ounce of strength she had, Jacquie twisted the larger woman over onto 
her own back. Instead of stimulating Selina's tits, though, she turned 
into a 69 position and dove directly into the very hot and moist cunt 
of her friend. 

This, of course, also allowed Selina to continue her own stimulation of 
Jacquie's waiting cunt. With her own body being racked with orgasm 
after orgasm, Jacquie used her past knowledge of muff diving added to 
her new body's abilities to bring Selina to an uncounted number of 
obviously intense orgasms, also. Other than Jacquie's original 
outburst upon her first orgasm, neither woman was a screamer, luckily. 
While the bed's sheets became completely disheveled and wet with sexual 
juices, nobody else in the hotel was aware of the sexual awakenings 
which were taking place.

By mutual consent, both now very tired and exhausted women left 
Selina's bed as it was, and fell asleep in each other's arms in 
Jacquie's bed. Two very contented minds each had fascinating dreams 
that night, with nary a sight of males in either. By the time the wake 
up call came at 8, not only had each ex-male become fully in tune with 
the physical female body she now had, each had a mind that was working 
right along. While both Jacquie and Selina still had thoughts of Jerry 
and Steve returning after the weekend, this was already becoming more 
and more unlikely.

*****

After showering and redonning their fetching outfits from the night 
before, Selina and Jacquie had breakfast in the hotel's adjacent 
restaurant. Each drew the stares of a lot of males, some of whom found 
their sides being jabbed by the women at their sides. Before they 
checked out and left for the mall, Jacquie made a call to Daphne's to 
see if she was going to be at the park. Jacquie was grinning broadly 
as she told Daphne that she had a secret to tell her once they'd gotten 
together.

At the mall, each of the women selected one outfit to replace the ones 
they were currently wearing. Selina opted for a slightly longer and 
more loosely fitting dark blue skirt and a sleeveless light blue blouse 
from the big and tall selections in the Penney's. Of course, before 
doing so, she and Jacquie had made a bee line for Victoria's Secret to 
get bras and panties. The clerk they worked with seemed to be really 
awed by Selina's endowments, and was overjoyed to find not only a bra 
that fit, but did so comfortably while still giving her support and 
showing off those incredible assets.

Jacquie had picked up a Wonder Bra for herself, and while still glad 
that she hadn't straddled herself with huge tits, loved the way this 
bra enhanced what she did have. For her own new outfit, she took 
Selina with her into the petite shop at the Massey's. Talk about 
looking out of place! It was pretty obvious which of the two was 
getting something there, and Jacquie bought herself a short sleeved 
black dress that came down just short of her knees. Since the sandals 
and boots they were wearing didn't go well with these new outfits, the 
next stop was the Baker's shoe store. 

While the clerk who waited on them seemed more than happy to see the 
red boots and brown sandals they were currently wearing, she was glad 
to get a pair of black leather boots for Jacquie with tall chunky heels 
and had tops that could either fold down as cuffs or go up over her 
knees. Selina found a pair of dark blue pumps with nicely sculpted 
short heels that went well with her new skirt and blouse, but none were 
in stock in her size. The clerk came back out with a pair of shoes in 
the same color and Selina's size, but both she and Jacquie gasped when 
they saw what looked like tall and slim six inch heels on them. Then 
Selina grinned at Jacquie, and said, "These ought to *really* make me 
look tall!"

Needless to say, a much loftier Selina who carried herself in a very 
assured way went out to Jacquie's car wearing her new blue outfit. The 
blonde in black made a real statement of authority, even if she wasn't 
aware of this herself. This newly clad pair then drove down the road 
to another shop that Selina wanted to visit, Everything But Water. The 
blue bikini was okay, but she was visualizing something entirely 
different. 

They had just what she was looking for, and stretchable enough to fit 
over her abundant chest. It was a single piece suit that looked a bit 
like the red Baywatch suits, made from a very shiny wet look red 
material. It had white edging, and a short white zipper opening to 
reveal as much cleavage as desired, or closing to show absolutely none. 
Selina had vague thoughts about what her new suit would look like with 
the boots she'd just replaced, but doubted they'd want to see heels 
like those inside the park. Elsewhere, however...

Jacquie saw a number of suits that *suited* her tastes, but felt 
comfortable with her pink and black bikini. She did make note of the 
shop, just in case...

*****

The rest of Saturday was spent enjoying to the fullest all the rides at 
Bikini Beach. In particular, Selina was glad to have gotten the new 
suit she had, which made going on the Pipeline safe, at least for her 
suit. The ride itself she found so thrilling that she revisited it 
three times that day. Jacquie stuck with Selina most of the day, but 
shied away from trying the Pipeline. Jokingly, she recalled the way 
she'd told Daphne the day before that she'd go on the ride - in a black 
unitard. With her selection of a black dress and boots, she started to 
wonder if she had some deeper need for things black that of which she 
wasn't fully aware. 

It was while Selina was on one of her Pipeline plunges that Jacquie 
caught up with Daphne. When she told Daphne about what had happened 
after they got to the hotel, Daphne grinned broadly. Without saying so 
out loud, she had a solid feeling that two lifetime passes were about 
to be bought, and that she would definitely be seeing more of Jacquie 
and Selina, in more than one way. 

Anya made a point of observing her pair of guests from a distance, 
watching to see how they were making out, but making a point of not 
coming into direct contact with them. She deeply wanted to see both 
Jacquie and Selina become lifetime members and hopefully employees, but 
didn't want to be accused of affecting their decisions in the slightest. 
Well, maybe the slightest, but not a lot...

*****

Instead of staying at the park until closing, Jacquie and Selina left 
around dinner time. Now dressed a lot less provocatively, they went 
out to dinner at an Italian restaurant just down the road from Bikini 
Beach. Lasagna the night before had given each a yearning for more 
pasta, and after the house salad nearly filled each of their small 
stomachs, they shared a single plate of tortellini. Needless to say, 
the only dessert partaken of was coffee.

Selina was in for a bit of a surprise when she was taken back to the 
Bikini Beach parking lot to get her own car for the trip back to her 
house. While Jacquie's car had stayed about the same with just color 
variations, what had been Steve's white Toyota Celica was now a 
considerably different mauve Jaguar XJ8. Selina wondered what the 
significance was of this elegant sports car to a female, but wasn't 
about to question the big upgrade from Steve's little clunker. The car 
purred like the proverbial kitten on the leisurely trip back across 
town, and still the connections weren't apparent to Selina.

The first difference Selina noticed when she got home was that there 
was a garage in which to park her car. It was soon after entering her 
*completely* redone house that Selina finally discovered the 
completeness of the changes made to her the day before. The interior 
of the living room was very clean and feminine looking. Interestingly, 
all the paintings on the walls seemed to be cat oriented. Her bedroom 
was now a feminine dream, and upon opening her closet to see if what 
Jacquie had said the night before was true, she found a *very* full 
selection of dresses, skirts, blouses, and everything else a modern 
female would have in her finery. 

It was what Selina found in the back of her closet that finally made 
all the earlier clues gel into the big picture. Neatly hung behind the 
regular clothes so as to not be readily evident, she found the purple 
catsuits, purple and black cowls, black gloves and thigh high boots 
that were all part of her costume collection. Now, she finally went 
back to her purse to get a good close look at her driver's license. 

Selina Kyle.

Now she knew where she'd seen her face before. She was a living, 
breathing incarnation of the comics Catwoman as drawn by *her* favorite 
artist, Jim Balent. She knew there was one big difference, though. The 
comics Catwoman was sometimes a heroine, but most of the time a very 
successful thief. Selina felt no urge in her whatsoever to go out and 
rob anybody.

But be a heroine? Now, that was a totally different matter.

Selina wasted no time in taking off her blue outfit and adding it to 
the wardrobe in her closet. She took off her now slightly soiled 
undies and got a fresh pair of panties from her drawer. She knew 
without a doubt that she'd need no bra. She selected one of the purple 
catsuits, and after pulling down the zipper in back, slipped into it. 
The slick material made the spandex of her bikini and red one piece 
seem almost bland. When the zipper was pulled up, the suit clung to 
her incredible figure like a second skin.

The black thigh high boots became a third skin for her legs, and had 
heels similar to the ones on her red boots. She was glad they weren't 
as high as her new blue shoes. They would have looked fantastic, but 
heels like that weren't conducive to running and jumping. The opera 
length black gloves with *very* sharp claws at the fingertips became 
the third skin for her arms, and finally, she pulled the purple cowl 
with a black face plate over her head. Her long black mane streamed 
out the back, and no clue as to her real identity could be seen with 
the mask in place. 

"Oh wow! I really am the Catwoman! I've just got to show this to 
Jacquie!"

Catwoman took her license and a few other needed items from her purse 
and put them into the small pouch which tucked into the top of her left 
boot, while her bullwhip was coiled and tucked into the top of her 
right boot. She made a mental note to see about getting a license with 
a different picture and no address on it. It wouldn't do for anyone in 
this reality to know that there was a real Selina Kyle who was also 
Catwoman.

Then, as she was getting into her Jag, Catwoman finally caught the 
significance of the car type and color. She was in her Catmobile! 
Sure enough, a careful inspection of the interior revealed many hidden 
actuators and other devices. The first one she activated was the 
device that polarized her windows so that she could see out, but to 
anyone looking at the car, would seem like solid metal, impossible to 
see through. She just couldn't wait to show this to Jacquie.

What Catwoman couldn't know, however, was that when she got there, she 
wouldn't be showing her car and new identity to Jacquie. Well, Jacquie, 
yes, but not really...

*****

During her own trip back across town, Jacquie was wondering what she 
would discover in her own home. She knew that Anya had told her that 
Selina would find all kinds of fascinating changes at her place, but if 
Jacquie was only going to be a female for the weekend, would her place 
be changed, as well? She presumed that for the duration of her time as 
a woman, it probably would be changed to give her a wardrobe and living 
spaces appropriate to her new form. What would they look like, though?

When she pulled into her driveway, nothing apparent was different about 
the exterior of her house. What wasn't readily apparent, but carefully 
hidden so as to be visible only upon very close inspection, was a new 
door that Jacquie found. It was screened by bushes, and she knew it 
was in a wall that would be where her bedroom is or was. What was a 
secret doorway doing there?

When she entered her house, Jacquie found a similar change to that 
found by Selina. While Jerry had kept his house neat, it was now neat 
as a pin, spotlessly clean. Everything had an aura of femininity to it. 
Wall colors, paintings, types of furniture, flowers and vases 
throughout, even a certain smell all told of the woman who now lived 
there. *She* was that woman, and knew that all that she saw was just 
as it should be. She found memories in her mind of just exactly 
everything she was really seeing for the very first time. Anya's magic 
was really something, she thought.

When she went into her bedroom, Jacquie immediately went looking for 
the secret doorway. Even from the interior, it wasn't very obvious. 
It was actually in the back wall of her new walk in wardrobe closet. 
This wardrobe was chock full of both day to day and also quite elegant 
evening wear, presumably appropriate for the life that Jacquie now had, 
sort of in parallel with the one Jerry had led. What she found tucked 
away in the closet was what surprised Jacquie.

Just as she'd told Daphne on Friday afternoon, there was a black long 
sleeved unitard hanging next to what looked like a number of identical 
ones, along with what looked like a rainbow assortment of similar 
unitards. There was also a large selection of boots of varying colors, 
all with spike heels of a height similar to the chunky ones on the 
black boots she was wearing. Added to these was a collection of domino 
masks in colors to match the unitards, along with a smaller collection 
of full head covering cowls. Gloves of all colors and lengths were 
also on hand. 

Jacquie grinned. Jerry had been a big fan of Steve's comics stories 
with all kinds of heroines and villainesses. Apparently, besides Steve 
becoming Catwoman, Jerry was becoming... who? So many choices, so many 
possibilities...

She decided to just do what seemed natural, and put on the costume that 
was in front. After she took off her black dress and boots, and also 
doffed the Wonder Bra, Jacquie put on more black. She pulled the 
unitard on, and zipped it up to her neck. Staying in color, she also 
zipped on the knee high pair of black boots. Next followed the black 
shoulder length gloves, followed by a black belt she strung around her 
waist. The small boxes on this belt all seemed to contain tiny tools 
of the espionage trade. 

She sat at her makeup table to make her face look totally different and 
almost wicked. As she picked up the black domino mask, Jacquie 
wondered if she should also cover her blonde hair with a black wig. No, 
not this time, she decided. She wanted to surprise Selina, not fool 
her completely. With the mask in place, Jacquie picked up a black 
riding crop, and looking into her vertical mirror, saw what looked for 
all the world like a dominatrix. With Selina as Catwoman, however, 
Jacquie knew who she now was, at least this time.

"Meowwwrrrrrrr! I am Catgirl!" 

Catgirl unlocked her secret entrance, then worked her way around the 
house to her driveway. She was about to climb into her Saturn to go 
visit Selina when she saw the mauve Jag pulling up, with its windows 
turned opaque.

Catwoman didn't notice Catgirl at once due to the camouflage effect of 
her black costume at night, but when she did, she decided right then 
and there to put together a black costume of her own. She was pretty 
sure of who she was seeing because of that distinctive long strawberry 
blonde hair. Instead of flipping the switch to make her windows clear, 
Selina just pushed the button to lower her window. "Well, well. Who 
do we have here? Is that Catgirl I'm seeing?"

"That's me!" Catgirl giggled, then said, "Catwoman, why don't you park 
and step out so I can see you in costume? I've already seen just what 
kind of magic Anya can do myself, but I want to see what she did for 
you!"

Selina opened her door with the engine still purring, and stepped out 
in all her glory. Jacquie saw that her lanky purple frame was just as 
provocative as the comics version, and she was a real living version of 
same. "Catwoman, you look incredible! I don't know why I had any 
doubts that Anya's magic could this for you, but it looks like you have 
gotten your dream come true. On the other hand, I think maybe I gave 
Anya the idea for my own costumes when I was with her yesterday. I was 
only joking, but I guess she decided to go all out with my joke! You 
should see what I have inside in my wardrobe. Catgirl is but one of I 
don't know how many different identities I can take on!"

"Catgirl, the night is young. Hop in, and let's see if there are any 
situations we can take care of."

Without any prior training, Catwoman was relying completely on the 
knowledge passed on to her during her confrontation with Anya Friday 
evening. Luckily for both she and Catgirl, though, they didn't come 
across any crimes or other activity to handle. As they were patrolling, 
however, both senior and junior Cats made life changing decisions. The 
next day, when they were at Bikini Beach for what would have been the 
final day of their passes, both Selina and Jacquie would both by 
lifetime pass upgrades.

*****

Anya was at the gate when Jacquie and Selina showed up together Sunday 
morning, having driven together in Selina's Jag. They were each in 
matching light green culottes ensembles that they'd found in their new 
wardrobes, with small shoulder bags carrying their swim suits. She 
didn't have to do any mental scans to tell that Selina had been 
completely satisfied with the results of her spells. In fact, both she 
and Jacquie had the proverbial grins on their faces of the cats that 
ate the canaries. "Good morning, ladies! I presume you found 
everything to be in order at your house, Selina?"

"Indeed, Anya. I'd never heard of magic such as this before Friday, 
but you've got a firm believer in me now. I'm also now so glad that 
you changed me the way you did on Friday. I can't believe now that I 
was so down about it at that time."

At that point, Jacquie added her own input. "Selina became a convert 
Friday evening, I think. Shortly after I told her what was really 
going on, she let loose and started to enjoy herself. Later that 
night, while we were at Daphne and Chastity's, the situation got a bit 
tense, but Selina came through to save the day." Upon hearing this, 
Selina remembered, and blushed. "Later still, at our hotel, we both 
discovered the joys of the bodies we have taken on. Saturday started 
out with some good old malling, and I presume you saw Selina's new suit 
yesterday afternoon." Anya nodded. "Then last night, not only did 
Selina find all the wonderful results of your great magic, but I found 
some additions at my own place that I hadn't counted on. Anya, you're 
unbelievable, and I can't thank you enough!"

Anya actually blushed. 

"Ahem. Well, with all the descriptions you gave me for Selina's new 
place, I really couldn't miss there. It was your own joking suggestion 
that brought on the changes at your place, Jacquie. I was hoping you 
wouldn't be mad at me for being presumptuous."

"Mad?! Hell, no! And I hope you still have *both* of those lifetime 
upgrades, Anya. Selina and I both decided last night that these are 
the lives we wish to lead now."

"In that case, ladies, I want you both to go and visit my Grandmother. 
There are a few matters she wants to bring up, since you've *both* 
decided to stay with us. Please go on in and tap on her door. I do 
believe she's actually expecting you. Oh, and do stop by the admin 
building around three in the afternoon if you can, Jacquie, and you, 
too, Selina. I have a surprise for you."

Both girls looked at Anya with raised eyebrows, then headed for the 
gray admin building. After what they'd each been through so far, what 
kind of surprise could Anya possibly have cooked up?

Since Anya had made it sound sort of urgent, neither of them took the 
time to go to the locker room and change into their swim suit. Jacquie 
tapped on the door, and in mere moments, it opened wide, revealing a 
brightly lit well equipped office. Sitting at her desk reading a 
report was Grandmother, who looked up as they neared her desk. "Good 
morning, ladies. A very good morning! Please, take a seat. I 
understand that you each wish to make permanent the changes that were 
temporarily given to you on Friday."

Selina spoke for them both. "Yes, Ma'am, that's correct. Not only 
have I discovered a whole new world about which to write, but thanks 
to Anya, I've been given the tools to live my life's dream. Jacquie 
and I have each discovered the joys of the bodies we've been given, 
and now have no desire to go back to the male forms with which we 
started. We both realize the pitfalls of these bodies, also, but have 
decided that they are as nothing compared to the benefits."

"In that case, ladies, I have an offer to make to each of you. Selina, 
in your case, it was suggested right from the start that your writing 
abilities could be a real benefit to the park. We really have no 
capacity for advertisement or promotional writing at present, and have 
had to contract out all such work. I would like very much for you to 
join my staff as chief writer, with the authority to hire others should 
the need occur at any time."

Grandmother paused for a moment, as Selina took in what she'd just 
heard. Then she continued, "Also, your, ahem, nighttime identity and 
her inherent skills could be of use to me, also. There are a number of 
water parks around the country, some of which are exclusive and barred 
to the general public, much as we are. I know you are basically a 
heroine, but there are some breaking and entering skills which came 
along with your new body. How would you like to be an undercover 
operative doing park checkouts for us?"

Selina just sat there with her mouth agape.

"Oh, and did I mention that should you accept my more or less twin job 
offers, your life membership would be given gratis, and you would be 
paid very handsomely, as appropriate for a staff's chief writer, along 
with the less publicized work you'd be doing? Should you desire, there 
is also housing available in the condos right next door, and staff get 
a big discount on rent. Lastly, I have to wonder about the security of 
you using your actual name here. I think there are way too many comics 
fans who would make the connection right away between a real, live 
Catwoman and a lady working at Bikini Beach named Selina Kyle."

Before Selina could get a chance to say anything, Grandmother looked at 
Jacquie and said, "As for you, young miss Jacquie, my granddaughter 
and chief mechanic, among others, have told me that you have an uncanny 
skill at people handling. As of this moment, Bikini Beach has no real 
Human Resources department. How would you like to come onboard, with 
the same employment details I gave to Selina? You would become the 
head of what I hope would be a small but effective force of people to 
handle PR and HR business. Oh, and I am aware how much you were making 
as Jerry and would still be making as Jacquie in the outside world. I 
am prepared to offer you a considerable income increase."

"Grandmother, just show me where to sign!" Jacquie blurted. "After 
meeting Jenny and Daphne on Friday, along with a number of other park 
members and employees, I can see where I would fit in. I also hope my 
favorite writer is going to say yes," she added, turning to Selina.

"How could I say no? With the offer to utilize my skills on two 
different levels, this is more than a dream come true. This is heaven 
on Earth! Besides, with the partnership that Jacquie and I have 
developed for our nocturnal activities, how could I let her get away 
from me? For that matter, I may need her to go undercover with me 
every now and then. Would that be okay?"

"Deal, ladies! You're both hired on multiple levels of activity. As 
of this very moment, the passes in your wallets say lifetime. Stop 
back in here on your way out, and I'll have all your paperwork, with 
the tax boys' stuff showing only your official jobs, ready to sign. 
You'll both start tomorrow, so enjoy your free day today. Welcome to 
Bikini Beach, in an entirely new way, ladies!"

"One last thing, Grandmother," Selina added. "For the benefit of your 
paperwork here, I am now Jennifer Stevens."

Jacquie, Selina and Grandmother all stood for a sort of a group grope 
hug, then the two newest employees of Bikini Beach went over to the 
ladies' locker room to change. There were precious few other park 
members on hand to see the ebullient girls getting into their pink and 
black bikini and red single piece. There were even fewer on hand at 
the Pipeline when Jacquie joined Selina in its enjoyment by pulling her 
black unitard on over her bikini. One who did see it was Daphne, who 
clapped upon seeing her friend in the figure hugging shiny black.

Later that afternoon, Jacquie made a point of dragging Daphne along 
with she and Selina as they went to see what kind of surprise Anya had 
for them in the admin building. Anya saw Daphne coming along with them, 
and knew that since Jacquie was planning on making Daphne her own first 
hire, she was going to enjoy the presentation as much as the other two. 
She turned to her two companions, and said, "Ready?"

"Ready!"

"Right-o!"

"Er-in!!"

"Okay, already. Ready!"

Both of the black arts practitioners suddenly disappeared from view. As 
the trio came into the office, they saw Anya standing there with a 
Cheshire Cat grin on her face. "Hi, Anya," said Jacquie, now back in 
just her bikini. "Reporting as requested. What's up?"

Suddenly, a good looking young lady and an equally good looking but 
less than a foot tall female leprechaun appeared, standing upright on 
the ceiling, upside down for those below. "We're what's up!" they said 
in unison.

"Okay, girls, down to our level, please," Anya said. As the pair 
blinked back into view with Dannie standing next to Anya and Erin 
sitting with her tiny legs crossed on the desk next to them, Anya said, 
Jacquie, Selina, Daphne, allow me to introduce you to a pair of magical 
friends of mine. Standing to my left is Dannie, the one who I told you 
helped me practice for this weekend, Jacquie. The elf on the desk is 
Erin, a leprechaun with a sense of humor that can't be beat. Getting 
the two of these to join us here this afternoon took some doing, and 
I'm now going to be in debt to Erin for some time, but it was worth it. 
All three of you are going to be integral parts of our operations here 
at Bikini Beach, even if you didn't know that yet, Daphne, and you'll 
all be seeing some pretty hairy stunts pulled, usually with one or the 
other of my cohorts here helping out. Okay, ladies, group hug!"

Even little Erin joined in by clasping some outstretched arms, and six 
young women clasped each other warmly, for the beginning of what all 
hoped would be a long and fruitful friendship.

The end


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