John had been pacing the floor all day - as much as he could in his weakened condition. After lunch when the trustee removed his almost completely untouched lunch tray, John used the black magic marker to mark the last big X on his calendar. Today was the first day of the three-day cycle that the transfers would work. He threw the black magic marker in the trashcan, knowing that he would mark all days from this point on, with the red magic marker. He had to take the herbs and start the transfer within these three days or wait 184 days until the next opportunity. He would be dead before the stars repositioned and provided the next opportunity. The pain was getting worse and the doctor had increased the medication as the cancer destroyed more of his vital organs. Although he requested the return of his cigars every day, the guards were following the rules - two weeks of no smoking as a punishment for the third offense. As the new guard walked down the hallway, John asked for his cigars again. The new guard responded "You're still on restriction. Tomorrow is the first day that we can let you smoke." "Where's Mahoney? I haven't seen him lately." "He called in sick for several days, then resigned yesterday. I'm his permanent replacement." ****** "Calvin, will you load that table for Mrs. Robertson?" Staring at the clipboard in his large callused hands, Calvin placed the clipboard on the desk as he stared at the girlishly feminine writing that Martha had teased him about on his first day working in the thrift store. `Calvin Yancy' nodded to Martha Emerson. Calvin looked to be in his early fifties. He was a slender, wry bald-headed man with a pencil-thin mustache. He'd showed up at the Thrift Store a couple of days earlier looking for a place to stay and some food in return for work. In the short time that he'd been there, he'd really impressed everyone with his hard working spirit and good-natured attitude. Especially Martha whom Calvin had bonded with immediately. As soon as Calvin finished his chores, he would hang around Martha and talk to her. Some of the other staff started kidding Martha about her younger boyfriend, warning her that Calvin seemed to be spending a lot of time with her. She responded to one such warning by stating that Calvin was a lost soul who was just looking for a little friendship. Recognizing that idle tongues in this small town could start a new rumor, Martha quickly decided to stop it. She invited Calvin home to dinner that night to meet her husband Ralph and Gloria Murphy - Martha's divorced hairstylist. ****** John removed the peppershaker from where it'd sat for over three months. Removing the top, he poured about one third of the crushed pepper looking spices onto a plain sheet of paper. He formed a funnel with the paper and swallowed the herbs, followed by a sip of water. Then he lay on his bed, waiting for the herbs to start the body transfer during the middle of his sleep cycle. ****** Candy turned off the TV and rolled over. She'd taken Mickey to the airport after a wonderful afternoon session in her bedroom. Still feeling quite relaxed and mellow, she knew that she would sleep rested and she needed a good night's sleep. ****** The small bed was crowded with two people in it. Gloria was asleep with her head resting on Calvin's bare shoulder, but Calvin was staring up at the dark ceiling, watching the slow revolutions of the ceiling fan. The real Andrea Bell wasn't quite sure about how she'd wound up here in bed with a woman. She remembered how a former boyfriend used to justify his actions by declaring that "it was the little head talking for the big head" and she now somewhat understood what he was talking about then. The Calvin disguise was working. As Calvin, Andrea had free access to talk to the friendly and talkative Martha Emerson whose husband was keeping a close watch over the strange going-on's at the farmhouse. Andrea knew that her former body had moved on and a new woman was living at the farmhouse. Being a small town, everyone knew about the new woman and how the former occupant had slutted around with those men from New York. But no one knew or cared where the previous occupant had moved to. >From the bits and pieces of information that had been learned while being held captive by the Chinese family, Andrea knew that the new farmhouse occupant was getting ready to go through the same forced transformation that she went through. She agonized over warning the new occupant or allowing it to happen, finally deciding that if she let it happen, that her former body might return to the farmhouse. The thing with Gloria wasn't expected. Martha had invited Calvin out to her farmhouse for dinner and had a surprise guest to be Calvin's dinner partner. Gloria was about the same age as Calvin and had been divorced for over three years. The striking fifty-ish woman's red hair was elegantly coifed. She wore a simple bright and cheerful cotton dress that was perfectly cut for her body to show off her shapely hips. Her conservatively dressed body cried "Lady" while at the same time was form-fitting enough to show that under her clothes, she had beautiful curves, generous breasts, and sensuous hips. Her delicate, but beautiful prominently boned, triangular face was dominated by immense dark eyes and a startlingly full mouth. Her face was just beginning to show the first traces of middle-aged womanhood. Her makeup was lightly and tastefully applied, and complemented by a pleasant, clean smelling perfume. Pearl earrings and a matching necklace completed her outfit. Her body was in reasonable shape for someone whose only form of exercise was to stand on her feet all day. Her tall matching pumps made her five foot two inch body look taller. Her large, full breasts that were evident under the blouse made her slender body appear top heavy. Gloria reminded Andrea of a favorite aunt who was somewhat aggressive in chasing eligible bachelors that were her age. Andrea recognized Gloria's obvious interest in Calvin and managed to side-step some very obvious suggestions as she proceeded to invent an appropriate history for Calvin to answer Gloria's questions about Calvin's background. After an enjoyable dinner, the "men" adjourned to the living room while the "women" cleaned the kitchen. Sitting in the living room with Ralph, Calvin was able to divert the subject to the way that Andrea Bell had changed into a slut. Calvin felt his face blush lightly as Ralph used man-to-man language to describe the changes in his former female neighbor and to repeat some of the neighborhood gossip that the breakfast crowd shared. The old man even joked once about what he would've done to such an obvious promiscuous woman if he'd only been thirty years younger and could've kept Martha from finding out about it. Calvin had to give up on the subject when the women joined them and a graceful Gloria sat next to Calvin on the couch as the four of them had a friendly chat. Andrea stared at Gloria's beautifully manicured hands. Her long and slender fingers had perfect nails that were painted in a light pink that matched Gloria's lipstick color. Calvin glanced at his stubby fingers, remembering how nice it used to be to go to a salon and relax while getting a pedicure. Glancing back at Gloria, Calvin's paused for a second as he stared at Gloria's ripe breasts heaving against the confining bodice. Gloria rose to get some coffee to re-fill Calvin's cup or to offer him some of the pastries that was her contribution to the dinner. When she bent over to re-fill his coffee, Calvin got a very generous view of her partially exposed full breasts down the front of her blouse. Lifting her head to intercept his glance, she stared at him with her big and child-like innocent eyes, as she asked "Cream?" Smiling at him as if they shared a private joke, she accepted his nod as an appropriate answer. As she sat down beside him, Calvin's eyes focused on her lower body as he watched her slender legs cross at the knee, exposing one shapely calf. Within his trousers, Calvin felt a stirring as his new body's manhood reacted to the closeness of the woman. It was a strange feeling but not a new feeling for the former Andrea Bell. Over the last several weeks of living with his new body, Calvin had experimented with his new body in the privacy of his bed. The mild erection in Calvin's trousers was a familiar sensation but it was the first time that this had occurred without the stimulus of Calvin's hand. Ralph and Martha participated in the discussion but the topics were steered by Gloria who demonstrated her vivacious and charming personality to Calvin. When the hour started getting late, Gloria suggested that she drive Calvin back to the Thrift Shop dorm. When Gloria parked her car at the dorm, Gloria surprised Calvin by requesting a goodnight kiss. A kiss that went from being a friendly peck to a passionate heat-rising long kiss. A kiss that caused that little pee-spout in Calvin's trousers to gain control over his emotions and reasoning as it expanded into a quivering hunk of erect excitement. A kiss that Gloria used to drop the barriers between them as she pressed Calvin's hand to her heaving bosom, inviting him to squeeze her breasts. A kiss that caused a shaken and confused Calvin to quickly exit the car and rush up to his dorm where he fell heavily on his cot. Calvin remembered vividly how Gloria's breasts had swayed so provocatively, and the one-minute of mutual groping each other in the car had revealed that her boobs were very firm. His cock was throbbing with desire. Pulling down his pants, Calvin stared at the very stiff cock jutting out a full eight inches out from his loins, the tip of it dripping with the pre-cum. The new Calvin used his callused male hand to sooth the erection as he fantasized about Gloria. The following day, Gloria called Calvin and talked him into going out for dinner. But when she picked him up, she drove back to her apartment where she had a cozy dinner for two ready. After one bottle of wine after dinner, Calvin became a man on Gloria's couch. Andrea had never made love to a woman before - in either body. As a woman, she'd been fucked by several men, but she'd never felt comfortable with feeling a man's rough face kissing her or the man's cock being wiggled around her lips. But this felt different. Andrea let the Calvin portion of her mind/identity take over and make love to Gloria. Calvin enjoyed the heightened sensation of feeling his heavy cock in the warm tight vice of her love canal. He also enjoyed the awareness of feeling Gloria's squirming soft breasts under his chest, Gloria's hard nipples pressing into him. As they smothered each other with kisses, she rubbed her soft belly against his, and wrapped her slender arm around his back, blowing her sweet breath against his face. Like a high school kid, his cock exploded within her after less than a minute of penetration. Wrapping her arms around him, she cumed as well, shaking them both as she vibrated to her orgasm. Smiling at him, they kissed as they both enjoyed the pleasures of their quick but mutual release. Holding each other tightly, his cock still pressed up against her soft belly, he looked into her flushed face, as she whispered loudly "That was great but the next time will be even better." He looked at her large but incredibly pert and firm breasts, the thick nipples, the tiny waist, and the gracefully full hips. Her large breasts looked like milky white melons in the dim nightlight. The coral nipples were still erect, long and thick. He gently caressed her breasts with the backs of his fingers, enjoying the feel of the nipples against his fingertips. His hands gently cupped the heavy mounds, enjoying the feel of the soft and firm globes in his hands. Rubbing his thumbs against her nipples he moved each digit back and forth along the underside of the thickly-erect nubs. His eyes stared as Gloria's breasts and Calvin imagined what it would be like to suck and chew on those long thick nipples. The redhead's smallish rosy engorged aureoles stood out distinctly from the milky white flesh of her puffy mounds. Feeling the attraction, he rubbed a nipple between his lips, kissing it tenderly before gently sucking it into his mouth. As he increased the pressure, and drew more of her breast into his mouth, he could feel the woman's body tremble. A small gasp escaped her lips as his sucking increased. Her hand pressed against the back of his head, holding him there with a light pressure, encouraging him to feast on her breast. He sucked harder, taking as much of her into his mouth as possible. Then he flickered his tongue back and forth over the nipple before sucking the flesh back into his mouth, while his fingers rolled her other nipple between them. Gloria's lips parted and a low groan of pleasure escaped her gasping lips. When his flickering tongue moved to her other breast, her long fingernails dug into his back, encouraging him further. She rolled him over on his back and buried her head between his legs, sucking the last morsels of cum from his cock. Calvin stared down at the woman's bobbing up and down on his cock. This very pristine woman sucked his cock with an enthusiasm that was impossible to fake. Calvin felt his hand move to the back of Gloria's head and force the redhead to take all of his cock into her mouth and throat. Gloria's up-in-the-air ass swayed as her mouth accepted more of Calvin's cock. Calvin's eyes rolled back and his lips tightened into a satisfied grimace as he thought about this woman doing things to him that Andrea couldn't do when she was a woman. By now Andrea would've been gagging and trying to push away, ruining both of their pleasures. But lying here experiencing it from this perspective, he could see why a blowjob was so high on the wish list for males. Her skillful tongue and warm mouth had restored Calvin's hard erection. Reluctantly he guided her back up on the bed and on her back as he traced his way around her body with his tongue. Dropping between her spread legs, he slid his fingers under her ass, lifting her up so he could flick his tongue over the hard nub of her clit, enjoying the heady smell of the mixed body fluids between her legs. Although he wanted to eat her, to show her that he could be her whore and service her just as she'd serviced him, he felt driven by the dangling erection bobbing between his legs. He drifted up her body letting his erection find its way to her waiting body cavity. The second time that he went inside her was perfect, providing him the greatest pleasure he'd experienced in his short male life - and one of the most pleasurable times of Andrea's life also. Taking his cues from her reaction to his thrusts, he played her like a violin, guiding her from one orgasm to another, enjoying the feel of her inner flesh becoming hotter and wetter with each stroke of his cock. Calvin enjoyed the steady pounding as he pushed his cock repeatedly into her well-lubricated canal and felt his swinging balls bounce against her soft flesh. Gloria's head fell back on the pillow, her eyes were closed, her lips parted, and her nostrils flaring, as she grunted loudly, warning Calvin that she was on the verge of another powerful orgasm. But Calvin already knew that because of the way that her face flushed pink. Calvin arched his back so that he could see his slick pussy-juice coated shaft for a moment before he rammed it forward again, jarring Gloria's body when his hips rammed against her ass. He pounded his cock into her churning pussy as he supported himself on two stiff arms while driving his cock deep into her wet, churning sex. Underneath him, Gloria bucked and writhed as her hips rose to meet his thrusts, her lips groaning as he pulled almost completely out of her, her hands cupping his ass as she guided him back into her moist cavity. Despite the force of his thrusts, her hips kept bouncing up to meet him, rotating sensually to maximize the contact of cock and cunt. As he felt her cunt spasm around his shunting cock, announcing another orgasm, he felt the tingling in his balls that warned him that his orgasm was near. He felt his pounding cock erupt in her cunt, filling her with his copious discharge. After he erupted inside her and felt that weird mixture of sexual release and love, he collapsed on top of her heaving breasts. Lying on top of her sweat coated warm body; he felt himself drifting to that exhausted relaxing sleep that men experience after sex. The naked couple spent the rest of the night in Gloria's bedroom where Calvin's almost constant erection pleased both of them the rest of the night.