Gifted

by Jennifer White

   

Adam looked at the jewelry in the display case. Everything looked to be in wonderful shape for an antique store. But of course, the prices were very high! He wanted to find something nice for his wife Carol for their first wedding anniversary. Something old to symbolize the fact that they would stay together a long time. But he couldn't afford to pay a whole month's salary for one little ring! He turned to the store clerk.

"I'm looking for something, for my wife" he said. "But I'm, uh, on a limited budget."

"I have just the thing for you, sir" said the clerk. She led Adam over to a display case. She pulled out a box containing a gold necklace, along with a pair of dangling gold earrings.

"This is quite old" she said, "It dates from around 1900. But as you can see, it is not quite in perfect shape, so I can sell it to you for quite a reasonable price."

"It's perfect!" said Adam. "I'll take it."

He paid the clerk, and whistled as he walked home. Carol would be very proud of him.

* * *

On the night of their anniversary, Adam took Carol out to dinner at the same place where he had proposed to her. Then they went home, and shared a bottle of champagne. When the time was right, he presented her with his gift.

"It is an antique, over a hundred years old" he said. "It can symbolize how we'll be together forever."

"Why thank you" said Carol, who had no intention of ever wearing something so old, fragile, and dingy looking. She gave Adam a kiss, and before long they couple were making out on the couch. They made love right then and there, not even bothering to go to their bedroom. They went at it like newlyweds.

Afterwards, as Carol cleaned up, she grabbed the old jewelry box, and took it up to her bedroom, and placed it in the drawer of the dresser. It would just gather dust there, but it was the thought that counted, and she did appreciate Adam trying. Guy just didn't understand jewelry, and what a woman might or might not wear. But at least he had tried, which was better than many of her girlfriend's husbands!

The couple went to bed, and between their physical exhaustion and the alcohol, they soon fell asleep.

* * *

Even before Carol and Adam were in dreamland, something strange happened inside the dresser drawer. The antique jewelry box opened up just a crack. The necklace started to slither out, like a snake emerging from its lair. The pair of earrings scampered behind it, like two bugs searching for food.

In the darkness of the bedroom, the necklace and the earrings both dropped to the floor out of the slightly open drawer, and began to move towards the bed. The earrings scampered up one leg of the bed, while the necklace wrapped itself around another leg and climbed up under the covers.

The necklace found its target: Carol. It slithered up onto her, and wrapped itself around her neck. Her face took on an uncomfortable look, and she suddenly started to struggle with her breathing. Her dream turned to the most horrible nightmare, and she struggled to wake up, but she was unable to, even as the necklace closed its clasp, locking her in its grasp.

Meanwhile, the earrings found what they were looking for too: Adam. The climbed over his face, one heading towards his left ear, and on to the right. Both of them scampered into his ears, and headed deeper inside, closer to his brain. Adam's face became trouble, as he too started having the worst nightmares. His breathing was labored, and he tried with all his might to wake up. But he was not able to, as the earrings burrowed down deeper into him.

Both Adam and Carol were sweating now, trying to resist what was being done to them, even though they both remained unconscious. It was hours later before their faces returned to calmness, and their dreams released them from the nightmares into a normal realm of sleep.

* * *

When Adam woke up in the morning, he didn't notice that the antique earrings were dangling from his earlobes. Nor did Carol notice the necklace she was wearing. She was already up, and glaring at Adam.

"Wake up!" she said, her voice impatient and angry.

Adam opened his eyes, and looked at her.

"You are to wake up before I do, and bring me coffee when you wake me!" she said. "How dare you sleep in!!!"

"I am so sorry, please forgive me!" said Adam, as he scrambled out of bed, and fell to his knees. He felt like something was very wrong. But he needed to serve his Mistress. He must obey her in every way. He felt ashamed that he had failed her. She was so powerful, and he wasn't even fit to serve her.

"Go do it now!" she barked. "And hurry. I am thirsty."

"Yes, my Mistress" he said as he hurried downstairs to quickly make coffee. He brewed a fresh pot, poured out a cup, adding cream because She liked it that way. He hurried to carry it up to Her.

"That took you long enough. You shall be punished for your insubordination."

Adam felt such shame that he had let Her down. This all seemed so wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why. Suddenly, he knew: it was how he was attired.

"Please my Mistress" he said, falling to his knees. "Please allow me to shower and get dressed, so that I can spend my day better serving you."

"You will dress appropriately" she said, giving him a stern look. "Now go! Do not fail me again, or you will be punished this time."

"I am not worthy to even serve you" said Adam, as he hurried to the shower.

Once the hot water was running, Adam was aghast at how he looked. He was covered with so much ugly hair on his body! No wonder his Mistress was so upset with him. He took out the pink shaver, and began to remove all the hair from his arms, chest, legs, and even his armpits.

He quickly dried off, after cleaning up the mess he had just made in the shower. He must hurry. He didn't want to upset Her. He went to the dresser, and pulled out an appropriate pair of pink panties. They kind She would want him to wear, to show his subservience to Her. She was powerful, he was weak.

Then he took out a matching bra, and put that on as well. He used hand towels to stuff the cups full, because he knew that She wanted it that way. Then he put on the black skirt and the white blouse with the frilly cuffs and collar. After putting on his makeup, he went downstairs to see what She wanted him to do.

"How may I serve you, my Mistress?" he said, falling to his knees and looking up at Her. "I live only to serve You, and I would do anything for You. Tell me how I may please You."

She was wearing a man's suit. It made Her look even more powerful than She already was. Adam hoped that he looked feminine enough to please Her. He hoped she would reward him by allowing him to do some chores now. He was happy to find that she had many tasks for him to do around the house.

She had him clean out and wipe down the refrigerator. Then She had him clean the kitchen floor on his hands and knees. To protect his pretty clothes, She had him wear a white apron with frilly trim. When the floor was spotless, it was time for him to clean the counters, wash the windows, do the dishes, take out the garbage, peel the potatoes and carrots, cook the roast for dinner, make up the shopping list, do the laundry, dust the shelves, wash and re-hang the curtains, iron the sheets, clean up after the cats, and more. All day he was run ragged doing the housework. He was so happy that he was being granted the privilege of serving her.

In the past, She had done all of the housework. She had never done more than to ask him to help with something heavy. She had not been one to order him around, nor had he been one to take orders from a woman. But now, everything was different. The necklace and earrings had altered their minds. Adam was acting like a shy, obedient, feminine housewife, while Carol as acting like the man of the house, dominating and demanding.

She made Adam server her dinner, and stand there watching her eat. He was to pick up any crumbs from the bread that landed on the table, keep Her water glass full, and pour more wine when She pointed to the glass. He was very attentive, making sure that all was done perfectly. When She was full, She told him he was allowed to eat now, but only the small portion she instructed him to dish out.

"We are going to work on improving your figure" she said. "I want you to become a slender, delicate girl."

Adam nodded in approval. He would approve of anything She told him to do. What She wanted was paramount to him. He ate his small plate of scraps, then cleared the table, wiped it down, put the leftovers in the refrigerator, cleaned the stove, and did the dishes.

"Come here, now" said Carol from the bedroom. Adam came running as fast as he could manage in heels. He found Her sitting on the bed. Her hair was slicked back, making it look like it was very short. He noticed that She had cut off her long nails, and they were no longer polished. She looked like more of a man than he was now.

"Kneel" she said, pointing to the floor in front of her. He did as She ordered. He watched as She unzipped Her fly, undid Her belt, and dropped Her pants down, followed by Her boxers.

"Suck me" She said, as She spread Her legs wide open. Adam quickly put his face there, and went to work. As he used his tongue on Her, she talked to him.

"*I* am the man of the house now, and you are merely the housewife. You will do what I tell you to do, at all times. You serve me now, in every way. I am the man, and you are just the woman. You will spend all of your time doing my bidding. You will do all of the work for the house, rub my feet, please me in bed, and whatever else I order you to do. You are my woman now, and forever."

Next, She ordered him to look up at Her. She reached inside Her jacket pocked, and produced a large, realistic looking dildo. She pointed it at him, then put Her hand on his chin to hold it in place.

"Open wide" She said. "Today, I'm going to teach you how to suck on a penis."

Obediently, Adam opened his mouth, and allowed Her to slowly slide the dildo in. She was telling him to use his tongue, how to suck, and to let it in deeper. She had him put his hands on it, and act like he was excited to have a penis in his mouth.

"Make sure you learn your lesson well" She warned. "You are going to be doing this a lot from now on."

After half an hour of training, it was time for Adam's next lesson. Carol ordered him to pull down his panties, then lay face down on the bed. He did as She asked.

"Spread your legs apart" She ordered. He of course obeyed instantly. He could feel her pull up the back of his skirt. And then he fit it. The dildo. She was inserting it into him.

"From now on, this is how you will receive pleasure" She said. "You want to feel a dick inside you. This is what you dream of all day long, your reward for serving me. Now moan with pleasure, to show me how much you like feeling a dick inside you."

Adam started to moan, as if he was in the bliss of a full-on orgasm. Carol continued to work him for twenty minutes, until She thought he had enough. She gave him a firm slap on the behind as she finally removed the dildo from him.

"Now go wash this, thoroughly. You will sleep with it tonight, holding it close to you. You are going to learn to worship my penis."

Adam did as he was told, before heading off to bed. All night long, he dreamed about being Carol's woman.

* * *

In the morning, Adam was awoken by a nudge from Carol.

"Get dressed. Make a pot of coffee, and squeeze some orange juice. I will have bacon and eggs for breakfast. You will only eat one piece of fruit. Have everything ready for me when I am done in the shower. Now go."

Adam had to hurry to get dressed up, put on his makeup, get downstairs, and start making breakfast for Her. He started the coffee, got out the eggs, started cooking the bacon, got out bread for toast, put the eggs on, flipped the bacon, started the toast, cut three oranges in half, turned off the eggs, put the bacon on a towel to remove grease, took the toast out and buttered it, squeezed the oranges, strained out the seeds, put the juice in a glass, poured the coffee, set the table, and put down the dish of bacon and eggs, just moments before Carol arrived.

When she sat down, he noticed that she had cut her hair very short. Her long locks were gone. Now her hair looked like a man's.

"Where is the blackberry jam? Why are you so lazy?" She said, sounding quite upset.

"Please forgive me!" said Adam. "I have failed you. I deserve to be punished."

"Your punishment is that you will not have anything to eat this morning. You will stand by and watch me eat instead."

Adam was very attentive as Carol at Her breakfast. Then he cleaned the kitchen, and put away the leftover bacon, so it could be used on a salad for dinner. He washed up the dishes, then went to see how he could next serve Her.

"We are going shopping" She announced. "Take off your apron, and follow me."

She went to the car, with him walking two steps behind, his purse slung over his shoulder. She held open the passenger door for him, and he got in. She walked around to the driver's side, and got in the car. As She drove the streets looked very familiar to Adam. He realized all of a sudden where she was going: the antique store where he had bought the necklace and earrings. For the first time, he noticed it around Her neck. He remained silent though; it wasn't his place to speak to Her. He would only speak when spoken to.

Carol parked the car, then came around and opened up the passenger door for him to get out. He stood up and smoothed out his skirt, before putting his purse over his shoulder, and following Her, two steps behind. Inside, they found the same clerk that had sold Adam the jewelry.

"I see you're back" she said. "Come with me to the back. I have just what you're looking for."

In the back of the store, the clerk turned to Carol.

"Shall you go first, or should your wife?"

"Ladies first" said Carol, as She pointed to Adam.

"Very well" said the clerk. "Instruct your wife to undress for me."

Carol turned towards Adam.

"You heard her!" she said. "Do it now!"

With fear in his eyes, Adam quickly removed everything, until he stood there naked in front of the two women. The clerk wheeled in a clothes rack, and started by removing a waist cincher from a hanger. She handed it to Carol.

"If you would be so kind as to put this on your wife" said the woman.

Carol put it around Adam's waist, and pulled the laces in back to tighten it up. As she did, it squeezed his waist down smaller and smaller, until it looked like he had an "hourglass" figure. As he lost width in his middle, his hips got wider in response. He didn't even notice that he had also become shorter. Instead of being taller than Carol, he was now looking Her directly in the eye, at the same level.

Next, the woman handed Carol a pair of frilly panties, trimmed with lace. She started to pull them onto Adam. When they were in place, his face grimaced in pain. The woman watched as the bulge in the front of them became smaller and smaller, until it was no longer visible at all. Only a soft mound was left there, with a slit running down it. He was flat in the front now, but his rear seemed rounder.

Adam didn't speak; even though he was in extreme pain, She hadn't said he could speak. He would only speak if spoken to. He didn't protest as the woman handed Carol a bra that matched the panties. She put it on him, and they watched as the cups first sat empty, but quickly started to fill up, as his chest expanded out until the "D" sized cups were completely full.

Adam looked up towards Carol. He was now shorter than her. She had him put on his skirt and blouse again, along with a new pair of shoes that the woman gave him. They were tiny, but they fit his little feet perfectly.

The woman handed Carol an antique comb. She started to comb Adam's hair, and with each stroke, it became longer and longer. As it spilled around his face, his features began to soften and become prettier. By the time Carol went to tie a bow in his hair, Adam was no longer a man in any way. He was now Amanda. She stood by silently, as Carol started to take Her clothes off.

Soon, Her entire perfect feminine body was there for the other two women to see. She had no shame being undressed; they were all women in the room. The saleswoman started by handing a white T-shirt to Carol. She pulled it on, and her beautiful breasts pushed out in the front, the large nipples clearly visible.

But as Amanda and the sales clerk watched, the swelling from her boobs under the T-shirt started to shrink, becoming smaller and smaller, until they were completely gone, replaced by hard muscles and covered with a mat of dark hair. Carol's midsection had filled out too; she no longer had curves. And she grew two inches in stature.

Now the saleswoman handed her a pair of men's briefs. She pulled them on, and they laid flat against her. But then, a slight swelling started in the front. It began poking out more and more, until it was clear that under her briefs, she was getting a full hard-on.

"Mmmm, you look good babe" She said to Amanda in a voice several tones deeper than before. "You're getting me hard."

Amanda felt a new sensation: a wetness inside as her new vagina started to lubricate.

Carol was no longer a woman. Her body had complete morphed, and now She had become a He. She was no longer Carol, He was Carl now. Carl smiled as the saleswoman handed him a new larger pair of shoes. He looked down at Amanda, who he towered over by six inches. He gave her a hug and a kiss.

"I want you" he whispered in her ear.

"I can tell" she replied, feeling how hard her husband was.

The couple followed the clerk back into the main part of the store. The clerk took the necklace off of Carl, and then the earrings from Amanda.

"I understand you want to exchange these" she said.

"Yes" said Carl, who was looking at men's watches. He selected a vintage Rolex for himself, as well as a small-faced lady's watch for Amanda. He then picked out a necklace for her, rings, bracelets and new earrings. He also bought an antique comb and mirror set for her as well.

All of these antiques were expensive, but he bought them anyway.

"Thank you so much" he said to the clerk.

"You're welcome, sir. Please come back and see us again."

"I will" he said. "I have my eye on that grandfather clock."

"I will see you soon then" she replied.

Carl walked Amanda out to the car. He took her hand, and moved it onto his lap, so she could feel how hard he was.

"What are you going to do about this?" he said.

"I want you, baby" she said. "I want to suck you. I want you to take me home and f*ck me."

"Good girl" said Carl. "As we drive home, I want you to imagine that you're sucking me already."

Amanda licked her cherry red lips, as he put the car in gear and drove off.

The saleswoman took the necklace and earrings, cleaning them and returning them to the display. Ah. Another happy set of customers. Soon, some other customer would wander into the store. And soon, their life would be changed forever, as well....

  

  

  

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