TF (food, jewellery, machines, she-male)

“I can’t believe you’re really going to do it.”

At Bella’s words, Anna frowned. She turned from the mirror to her girlfriend lying on the bed, her arm covering her breasts.

“You think it’s bad?” she asked.

“Bad?” Bella pondered the word. “I don’t know if I’d say bad. Wicked? Yes. Evil? Sure. Even …” She grinned. “… inspired! God, these crazy Venn games you and Kat play. But are you sure Kat will get off on it?”

“Oh, believe me,” Anna grinned as she turned back to applying her lipstick, “Kat is definitely going to get off on it.”

“Amazing.” Bella rolled over in bed. It was her day off from the yoga studio, and she felt like being lazy. “You know our deal, babe. You have to tell me all about it when it’s over.”

A thought struck Anna. A lovely, lovely thought. She ran her hand through her hair — she was growing out her sidecut — and smiled at the sight of her stretched lobes.

“Actually,” she said, “if you’re not doing anything around four, you could see it all for yourself.”

“Oh, really.” Bella’s grin grew even broader. “And how would that work, exactly?”

“Well … how would you feel about being a machine again?”

*

“I can’t believe you’re really going to do it.”

Sean rolled over in the bed and looked at Ava, slightly surprised.

“Really? I would have thought you’d be happy for us.”

“Of course I’m happy, dear.” Ava propped herself up on her elbow. She leaned over to Sean and kissed him tenderly on his forehead. “You and Melanie are beautiful together. I just wonder where it leaves … us?”

“Us as in you and me, or you and Mel, or all three of us?”

“The fact that you’re asking that question at all says something, doesn’t it?” Ava laid back on the pillows and sighed.

It had been nine months since she and her roommates had fallen into this open relationship. And she loved it. At first it was just the sex. Ava loved the variety of sex with a girl, sex with a boy, sex with a girl and boy … or two girls, depending on what gender Sean felt like being that day.

Somewhere along the line, though, it had been getting more serious. Now they felt like real partners. Ava and Melanie out shopping, laughing, holding hands. Sean, lovely Sean, getting her to watch Legends of Tomorrow and guiding her through it with a geek’s enthusiasm.

A kiss from Melanie’s sweet girl lips. Sean slipping into bed beside her. Being spooned by both.

And now this. She didn't really know how she felt about it.

As if reading her thoughts, Sean enfolded her in his arms.

“It doesn’t change anything, Ava. You know that. You’ll always be part of us. We love you.”

Ava pushed her hair out of her eyes. She was growing out her quiff and it was getting long.

“I love you too. Or rather, you two. But it’s kind of uncharted territory, you know?”

“We’ll just keep making it up as we go along.”

“So … tonight?”

“Uh-huh. Listen, what I asked you … you don’t have to …”

Ava smiled. “No, I said I would, and yes, I definitely want to be part of it.” A kiss. “Besides, it’s been almost two weeks since I’ve been venned into anything but clothing.”

“Shhh! Here comes Mel!”

Melanie opened the door and popped her head into the room. “I’m off to my photography session, guys! Wish me luck!”

“Luck, babe,” Ava said with a wave goodbye.

“Enjoy it!” Sean said. “Oh, and don’t forget the restaurant …”

“At seven. Alan will be dropping me off from the session.”

“Hope you won’t be too tired after.”

“For what?” Melanie pointed at her naked boyfriend and girlfriend. “For that? I’m never too tired for that.”

“I admire your stamina.”

“Better believe it. Don’t wear him out, Ava.”

*

It said something about Bella, she supposed, that when Harper, her boss at the yoga studio, called, her first thought was: “Oh fuck, I’m going to be sacked.”

As it turned out, she wasn’t.

“Can you meet me for coffee later?” Harper said. “I know it’s your day off, but I just want to have a quick word. Don’t worry, it’s all good news.”

“Okay, sure. When?”

“About 11? Oh, and you know the cafe? The one in the mall?”

“The one near the Venn machines?”

“That’s right. After the coffee, could you do me a favour?”

*

“Coffee!”

Anna called out her request as soon as she hit Kat’s tiny little diner. She’d actually worked here once, but now she was attending her design classes in the morning, she usually stopped by for a quick caffeine hit.

“Comin’ up!” Kat called, working the coffee machine. As usual she wore as little as possible, her arms and legs covered with tattoos, the dark lines contrasting starkly with her dead white hair. “Hey, Anna, how are you? Flick, this is the girl I was telling you about.”

The thin woman with cropped hair sitting at a table looked up. “You’re Anna? The girl who wears her friends?”

Well, my reputation precedes me, she thought. “Uh-huh, that’s me. I guess.”

“Flick” smiled. “How amazing. Kat says you turned your girlfriend into a catsuit?”

“Yep.”

“Wow.” A look entered her eye. “I guess I should investigate this Venn thing. It sounds pretty damned kinky.”

“She turned one of her friends into perfume,” Kat said as she handed Anna her takeaway coffee.

“Into perfume?” Flick’s eyes boggled. “You can do that? She was alright afterwards?”

“Yeah, of course,” Anna replied. “She was my suntan lotion when we went to the beach too.”

“And she … was happy to do that?”

“She loved it!”

“Well, well,” Flick said. “I’d like to hear more about Venning. Oh, but God, look at the time. I’m going to be late for my first meeting.” She stood up and crammed her phone into her tiny handbag. “Nice to meet you, Anna. See you tomorrow, Kat.”

They watched as she exited. Then Anna turned to Kat.

“Flick?”

“Short for Felicity. She’s a friend of one of my exes. She’s just started working around the block, so she’s sort of become a regular.”

“You told her about me wearing Bella?” Anna grimaced.

“Yeah, sorry, it just sort of came out. She happened to mention she’d walked past the Venn machines at the mall, and how they looked kind of intriguing, and the next thing I knew I was telling her about you. Do you mind?”

“I don’t know. Maybe. Kinda.”

“Really?”

“Nah, I guess not.”

“Okay.”

“I’m still going to punish you for it this afternoon.”

Kat grinned. “I’m looking forward to it.”

“Me too. Hey, you know who’s getting some Venn action?”

“Who?”

“My little sister.”

“No! But doesn’t she live in a tiny little town?”

“I told you, they have a Venn machine there. Even there. Now she’s found someone to partner her.”

“God, I guess they really are everywhere.”

“She sent me a picture of a hat with ‘guess who?’ I swear it took me five minutes before I realised she was the hat. You just don’t think of your little sister as the type to turn into headgear.” Anna gulped down her coffee. “Oh hey, I better be going too. See you back here at four.”

“Cool. Hey, remember you said we should tape this session?”

“Leave it to me. I’m going to get a new video camera today.”

A totally new video camera, as it happened.

She was going to make it this afternoon.

*

“Thanks for coming.” Harper, a lithe woman in her forties, was a walking ad for her yoga studio. She was clad in Lululemon’s finest, her hair pulled back in a ponytail. Bella thought again how different in style her own classes were. Usually she wore cheap yoga pants and a band T-shirt. Like the one she wore now for Joan Jett.

“Sure. No problem,” Bella said, wondering when Harper was going to get to the point of the meeting.

As it turned out, straight away. “I’m going to be moving the studio.”

“Oh?”

“Not too far, just a few blocks. You know the development on Maple Street? Into there. It’ll be about three times the size of the current one. You know how quickly the classes are getting filled.” She turned to the waiter who’d appeared. “Large latte, thanks. Bella?”

“The same, thanks.” Bella’s mind was whirring. “So, uh, I’ve really enjoyed working with you. All the best, Harp.”

“What? No!” Harper’s face crinkled in amusement. “I want you to come too, Bella. You know how many people tell me how much they love your classes? ‘Boot Camp Bella’, they call it.”

“So I’m not being fired?”

“Of course not. I told you it was good news.”

“Uh, right.”

“In fact,” Harper said carefully, “I’d like to make you a partner. I’ve already asked Bianca, and she said yes.”

Bianca was one of the other yoga instructors there. “Okay. What does that mean exactly?”

“You’d put in some of the money for the new studio, and the three of us would share equally in the profits. You’d still get a salary, of course.”

“Uh-huh.”

“You might need to work with us on the promotional side. Come to Wanderlust. Like I said, people love your style. It’s so different to the usual yoga class.”

The coffees arrived and Bella took a slug. “How much money would I need to out in?”

Harper told her. It wasn’t a small sum, but Bella thought she could manage it. She had a bequest from her dad she’d never touched. It was supposed to set her up when she found out what she really wanted to do in life. As it happened, she thought the yoga studio qualified. While she’d almost fallen into it by accident, she’d proven to be a natural.

“The other thing,” Harper said, “is, I’d want to move you from the 6am class to 10am and 4pm. Those are bigger classes. I’d give Daisy the early morning ones.”

“Sounds good.” Later classes meant more snuggle time with Anna. Jeez, this really was turning out to be a good day.

“Oh, hey, you said you wanted me to do you a favour with the Venn machines?”

Harper looked ever so slightly embarrassed. “Boobs.”

“Huh?”

“Boobs. Tits, breasts, you know, the kind of thing I don’t have.” Harper drew breath. “I’m dating someone new, and it turns out she likes boobs, big boobs. And, well, we have a date tonight, and I’d like to give her something to play with.”

Bella drained her mug. “So, you want me to, uh, use the Venn machine to make your boobs bigger?”

“That’s pretty much the size of it. Not too big. Just … I don’t know, big.”

“But she’ll know they’re Venned.”

“Believe me, honey, that will be part of the attraction for her.” Harper looked almost pleadingly at her. “Can you do it?”

“Well, it just happens that I have some experience in this area,” Bella said, thinking of blowing up Anna’s breasts. “Sure, I’ll do it.”

“Thanks. And if there’s something I can do for you …”

There was, actually, something that Bella had been thinking about. And heck, it was her day off, and she’d just be getting back in a Venn machine later that day, so …

Bella told Harper what she’d like.

Harper’s eyes bulged in astonishment in a manner Bella found quite satisfying.

*

Anna sat in her class drawing dresses. She almost purred with happiness. Fashion design was definitely her thing.

Well, she’d had experience with it, after all.

As she drew the pants and low-cut top, she dreamed of how they’d look.

Of how Bella and Ava and Melanie and Sean would look.

Bella would make a lovely pair of pants, of course. But Ava? Should Ava be the top? Or should Ava be the bangles she’d wear with them?

Sean and Melanie would be her underwear, of course. But which would be which? Melanie, as a pair of flimsy silk panties? Or supporting her boobs as a filmy bra?

She thought of her sister Sara, and the photos she’d sent her.

Sara was really into being clothing. So why did she, Anna, find the thought of being turned into something inanimate so confronting? And at the same time … so sexy?

As she pondered, she drew a hat for her design.

*

As she walked back to her apartment Bella thought, I’m glad I wore loose pants. Then she realised that was silly. The Venn machine would have automatically adjusted her pants to accommodate her new … thing.

And after Harper had got over her shock, she’d been really into Venning the appendage. Idly wondered if it had been based on anyone Harper had known. Well, the boss had been pleased with what Bella had given her — natural but large and firm breasts.

Oh God, this thing was stirring, wasn’t it? Thank heavens she was home.

Bella entered her bedroom and quickly shed her clothes. She stood before the mirror, admiring herself from all angles. Well. This thing was impressive, wasn’t it? She turned, enjoying the way her equipment jutted out from her crotch.

Frankly, she blamed Melanie. That girl had raved about Venning a penis. Well, it made sense if your boyfriend had a vagina a lot of the time. She’d intrigued Bella so much, that Bella had asked her to hop into one of the Venn machines so they could try it on each other. They’d then walked back to their respective partners. Anna had been impressed, and apparently, Melanie told her later, Sean had been too.

Anna had made a joke about Bella having to hand back her lesbian membership card, but as Bella had pointed out, she’d still never had sex with a man. Ah, Venn machines. Not only could they swap your genitals for those of the opposite sex, they made it seem perfectly natural.

Well, this thing needed handling, and Bella was just the girl to do it. She had plenty of time before she was going to meet Anna. Man, she was going to enjoy this.

First, though, she’d just get a towel.

*

Kat’s place usually shut at about four in the afternoon, except when there was a good reason to close earlier.

As far as Kat was concerned, this was the best reason of all.

These games that she and Anna played … man, they really turned her on.

The deal was simple. Kat changed Anna, to her ideal dominatrix figure. And Anna changed Kat … into something.

Kat had been shrunk to a Barbie doll, turned into a mouse and chased by a cat-girl Anna, had been a leather harness. God knows what Anna had in mind for today.

The funny thing was, the whole thing wasn’t really sexual for Kat. For her — and Anna — these little games were about power. About putting yourself in the hands of someone else, of being completely at their mercy.

Apart from that, Anna was a friend. Nothing more, nothing less.

Bella, though …

Bella had appeared on Kat’s doorstep one afternoon, saying she was perfectly okay with Kat playing with her girlfriend, so long as they played by the rules. Her rules. No sex, which was okay with Kat. No secrets, either. Anything which happened at their sessions would be shared with her later.

Kat had readily agreed.

Increasingly, she’d become good friends with both Anna and Bella.

Increasingly, she found herself fantasising about Bella. She was tall, slightly mannish, but busty with it, with well muscled arms.

Kat wondered what she’d look like naked.

And the things she’d been! She’d heard all the stories from Anna, how Bella loved becoming the girlies of clothes, like a pair of black silk stockings. Or a buzzing vibrator. An old-fashioned clock. A pair of hair clippers. Anna even claimed she’d turned Bella into a robot, although Kat wasn’t sure she believed that one.

It sounded like she and Bella had a lot in common.

Well, time to lock up and head out for some fun.

*
“Hey, Kat!”

Anna grinned as her friend wound her way through the food court of the mall and down to the Venn machines.

“Hey yourself,” Kat said. She waved a dollar bill in the air. “Ready for action? My bag’s got the key to my place in it, and it’s in the usual locker.”

“Sure,” Anna smiled. “Just let me put my bag away.”

The bag with her new video camera.

The one she and Bella had made just a little while ago.

Made in the Venn machine, of course.

*

Twenty minutes later …

Anna slipped inside Kat’s apartment, just a few blocks away from the mall. She’d been here so many times it felt quite home-like.

She was glad that Kat had remembered to Venn her clothes into an overcoat and hat. The first time   they’d played Kat had forgotten, and Anna had to walk here in bondage gear that barely kept her covered.

What did she look like now?

Anna began to undress. As usual, Kat had made her into something of a dominatrix. Her head was shaven, covered in nothing but a light dusting of stubble. Her makeup was thick and dramatic, her eyes underlined in black, her mouth a slash of crimson.

Oh, and the piercings.

Anna poked out her tongue and marvelled at the stud there. She also sported a vertical labret. There were thick rings through her nipples too. Then there were the piercings she had in real life, her septum ring and her vertical clit hood.

Not that you could see the latter. Kat had given her a pair of latex panties that barely covered her pubis, and long tight black boots. Anna sought out a mirror. Was it her imagination, or was she slightly taller than in real life? And a little more muscly, too. Kat did like a muscly girl.

Showtime, she thought.

First she set up the video camera. Clicking it on, she stared imperiously at the lens, the camera eye.

Bella’s eye.

Noiselessly, the now mechanical Bella recorded the scene.

“Kat, here I am in your apartment. My apartment for now. See how you made me? Like it? I’m such a bad girl.” Anna did a little strut.

“How thick are these rings in my nipples? Four gauge? Nice and thick, anyway. Perfect for playing with. Not that you’ll be here to play with them.

“Did you like my little surprise in the Venn machine? Did you enjoy becoming something inanimate again? One moment there you were, planning how I would look, thinking of all the holes you were about to put in my body. And the next … well, there you weren’t.

“Oh, don’t worry, Kat. I’ll take good care of you. I already have. I made sure to pick you up out of the Venn machine. And here you are!”

Anna bent down to lift Kat out of her bag.

“Let me just hold you up to the camera, Kat. You’re so lovely like this! Round, and crusty, and you smell so nice. In fact …”

And she held the pie up to Bella’s lens.

“You smell delicious! That’s right, Kat, you’re a pie. A lovely raspberry pie. Nice and warm, from the Venn machine. Want to see just how good you look … inside?

“Well, you’re in luck. I just happen to have a knife here.”

Slowly Anna began to slice a piece from the pie …

*

“Thanks, Alan!” Melanie slammed the car door shut and went looking for the restaurant. It had been a good day. She’d landed this job as a part-time photographer’s assistant, and so far she was really enjoying it. Some early starts, which was the only pain. But hey, she was learning a lot. Alan, thank God, didn’t treat her as a dogsbody but as a student.

She slowed as she reached the place. It was a lot fancier than she thought it would be. She felt a flash of annoyance at Sean for not telling her how posh it would be, then shook it off. She wasn’t that underdressed, and hey, if Sean wanted to treat her to somewhere upmarket like this, she wasn’t going to complain.

Entering, she spied Sean at a far table in a quiet corner. Wow, he’d dressed up. Tie and jacket. His hair was neatly brushed, and he’d swapped the rings he usually wore in his ears for discreet studs. A wave of affection swept over her. He’d come a long way from the geek she’d met almost a year ago at the comics shop. How she loved her boyfriend. And sometimes girlfriend. Was it only a few days ago he’d been a woman, snuggling with her in bed?

“Hey, babe!” Sean jumped to his feet as a waiter deftly took Melanie’s coat. “Good day?”

“Really good day,” Melanie said, taking a seat. “This looks like the perfect way to finish it. Wow, nice place.”

“You think so?” Sean said. “I like it. Imogen and I came here for lunch a couple of weeks ago.” Imogen being Sean’s boss at the bookstore he worked at.

“So, what’s the occasion?”

“I just wanted to take my beautiful girlfriend somewhere special,” Sean said, his face the very picture of innocence.

Melanie didn’t buy it for a second. Sean was up to something. But then the waiter handed her a very large menu, and she became engrossed in ordering.

*
“I think we need to cut another slice, don’t you, Kat? Oh wait, you don’t get a vote. Because you’re a pie.”

Anna cut another slice into the pie with the knife, making sure it was caught by the camera. By now her boots and the latex panties had come off and she stood naked. The fingers of one hand idly twisted the thick, heavy ring through her nipple.

“See? Four slices now. Oh, how lovely you look bisected like this, Kat,” she cooed.

For a second Anna was sorely tempted to take a big bite. The damned pie did smell good. That did strike her as kind of gross, though.

Anna couldn’t resist pantomiming scooping her finger into the pie and popping it into her mouth. “Ooh, you taste so good, Kat!”

Okay, maybe she should return Kat to the Venn machine before the temptation became too much. Besides, she had to download this video to Kat’s laptop. The video wouldn't be in any format known to humanity, of course -- one of the known drawbacks of using a Venned camera -- but she could play it back on Bella and record it using the camera on the laptop.

Idly she ran her hand over her shaven head.

“Maybe I’ll just keep you in my refrigerator for a while, Kat? Maybe I could serve you to all my friends. Imagine Bella taking a big bite out of you. After all, everybody likes pie.”

*

“Mmm, that’s good pie.”

Melanie put down her fork with a contented sigh. That was a really good meal.

“Glad you liked it,” Sean said. He began fiddling with something inside his coat. “So, uh, I thought we could talk.”

“Okayyyy,” Melanie said somewhat warily. “We’re talking.”

“I mean, about us.”

“Us? What exactly about us?”

“Well, we’ve been going out for almost a year now, and we’ve been living together, and I love you, and I love the way you love me …”

“Of course I love you, silly!”

“I mean the way you love me whether I’m a girl or a boy.”

“Who cares what gender you are? I love Sean in full.”

“You know, I can see us growing old together, and having kids, and … oh fuck it, what I really want to say is …”

Sean pulled a small box out of his pocket.

“Melanie, will you marry me?”

He opened the box and inside it was one of the most beautiful rings Melanie had ever seen.

She was shocked and for a moment nothing in her brain really worked. Then she found her voice. “Oh God, yes! Yes! Of course I’ll marry you!”

“Really? Oh, thank God!”

“Come here …”

They rose as one and leaned over the table, kissing each other.

As they broke lips, they heard a discreet cough. Their waiter stood there beaming, with an ice bucket.

“Champagne, sir, madam. Compliments of the restaurant.”

As the waiter poured the champagne, Sean slid the ring onto Melanie’s finger.

“It’s only a temporary ring,” he warned. “I want you to pick the real ring you want.”

“But this one’s beautiful. I can’t keep this one?”

“No. But we can get one made just like it.”

“Because?”

“Because …” Sean lowered his voice as the waiter left. “It’s Ava.”

“Ava?”

“She’s the ring. She wanted to be a part of this.”

“Well, well.” Melanie broke into a grin. “Hello, Ava. Thanks for being my ring. Love you, darling.”

She held her finger up to the light, marvelling at the ring. At how good a ring her best friend made.

*

“A pie?” Kat shrieked. “You turned me into a freaking pie!”

“Uh-huh,” Anna smirked. She’d just shown the restored Kat the film.

Kat had a look on her face halfway between shock and extreme arousal. “Oh fuck, you cut me into slices! Did you … did you eat me there?”

“I’ll never tell.”

“Oh God. I think I need to watch that again. I was … a pie?”

“Yep. But don’t worry, I have something better in mind for next time.”

“You, Anna, are an evil genius.” Kat grinned. “By the way, how did you like your nipple jewellery?”

“Oh, they were superb! Tell me how to do them and I’ll bring them back for Saturday at the club.”

“Sure. Maybe we could do your lips too.”

“My lips?” Anna touched her mouth.

“No. I meant … your other lips.”

“Oh.” Hmmm, well …

Kat turned back to her laptop. “I really need to see this again. Right now.”

“Sure. I should be getting home. See you tomorrow?”

“You bet.”

Anna turned and picked up her video camera. She’d make another stop at the Venn machine to change Bella back. That girl loved being mechanical.

Idly, Anna wondered how much of the event Bella would be able to recall.

*

“Can we stop at the Venn machines?”

Sean and Melanie were strolling home, hand in hand.

“Sure. What did you have in mind?” Sean asked.

“Well, this is a beautiful ring, but I think we should change Ava back. I think tonight calls for extra snuggles with her. Just to reassure her that getting engaged won’t change, you know … us.”

“Okay. It won’t change … us … will it?”

“I don’t think so,” Melanie said. “I don’t want it to. Do you?”

Sean thought of lying in bed this morning, naked, with his best friend, the playful sex, how she’d volunteered to be this ring. He shook his head. “No. I don’t want it to change a thing.”

“Me neither.” Melanie thought of Ava, her best friend, her lover. “No. Me neither.”

They walked in silence for a while, and then Sean said “Hey, is that Anna and Bella?”

“That’s them. I bet they’ve just come from the Venn machines. Hey, guys!”

“Hey there!”

They both looked, Sean thought, like cats who’d just got the cream. Bella was grinning and Anna was definitely smirking.

“Nice ring, Melanie,” Bella said. “New?”

“Uh, you could say that. I just got it tonight.” Melanie grinned, and Anna picked up on it at once.

“You mean …? Sean?”

“Uh-huh,” Sean smiled. “We’re engaged.”

“We’re gonna get married!” Melanie whooped.

“Congratulations!” Anna enveloped Melanie in a bear hug (well, as much as anyone who’s a foot shorter could), while Bella pumped Sean’s hand. “Oh, this is amazing!”

“Have you told Ava yet?” Bella asked.

“Uh, I’m sure she knows,” Melanie said, admiring her ring.

“This is so exciting!” Anna babbled. “We’ll all have to get together and celebrate soon. Bella’s got some big news too.”

“You’re officially looking at the part-owner of a yoga studio,” Bella grinned.

“Wow. Congratulations to you,” Sean said.

“Well, we better get back home,” Anna said. “See you later.” They strolled off hugging.

“Well.” Sean gazed at their backs. “They seem pretty loved up.”

“Yeah, they must have just got some. Or are going to get some.” Melanie walked up to the nearest empty Venn machine. “Got a dollar?”

A few minutes later and Ava stumbled out of the booth. She looked from Sean to Melanie and back.

“It’s done?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Well, I’ll assume by the looks on your face that she said yes.”

“Idiot! Of course I said yes!” Melanie laughed and hugged Ava, showering in kisses. “I’m so happy!”

“I’m really happy for you.”

“And thank you for being my ring. We’re going to get one just like it.”

Sean slipped his arm around Ava. “Shall we get back home and show you just how happy we are?”

“That would be nice,” Ava smiled.

They walked off back to the apartment.

“It’s not going to change anything, Ava.”

“Of course not.”

“Nope. No changes at all.”

Ava looked from one partner to the other. “How could it change us?”

“Three of us forever.”

“Right.”

“Right.”

And they walked off, Ava clasped between Sean and Melanie.