Trust Machines - Thrice Again

Michelle poked at the remains of her chicken salad, and sighed.  “I really thought I could eat all of this.”  She was seated at a table in the Brass Duckling with her lovers, Meghan and Alice.  A small pile of shopping bags was sitting on the fourth chair.  In one of the bags was the Venn-tailored shirt and pants Mike had been wearing before Meghan turned him into Michelle.  Meghan had persuaded her to try on a simple green sundress, and Michelle had liked it so much she’d worn it out of the shop.

Meghan chuckled softly.  “Sorry.  You’re not as big as you were, and your body doesn’t need so much food.  You don’t want to get fat on me, do you?”

Michelle stuck out her tongue at the chestnut haired woman.  “I’ll be back to being Mike tomorrow morning.  I don’t see how it matters what I eat for today.”

Alice grinned at Michelle.  “Or who you eat?”

“Alice!” Meghan glared at the petite blonde.  “We’re trying not to scare Mike off, here.”

“By turning me into a woman?” Michelle asked, amusement tinting her voice.

Alice shrugged.  “If it was up to me, you’d be a dress right now.  Or I would.  Meghan and you both won fair and square.  So what are you going to turn us into?”

Michelle shrugged.  “I’d rather get through this day first.”

Alice and Meghan shared a worried look.  “Is it so bad?” the latter asked.

Michelle smiled, and put a hand on each of theirs.  “I’m not going to go storming off on you.  Again.  Really, I’m not!  Though I am glad you didn’t make me a dress.  This has actually been fun.  I just... well, there’s no point in me buying much, right?”  She gestured to her recently acquired womanly curves.  “This body came with a bra that fits, and I’ll be Mike by morning.”

Meghan pouted.  “Yeah, you’re not getting the full experience.  Oh, wait!  I know... next time I’ll give you a body that’s the same size as mine.  That way we can share clothes, and anything you buy, I can wear later...”

“Next time?” asked Michelle.

“You remember the deal,” said Alice.  “You each won three chances to change the other.  Since it was a draw, the first two are just for a day, but the last one...”  She grinned.

Michelle sighed, and pushed her plate away.  They’d already paid the bill, so she stood up from the table.  “C’mon, let’s go do something else.”

“We could catch a movie,” suggested Meghan.

“Oooh!” cried Alice.  “Go see a weepy chick flick.  I’ll be the tissues!”

“Alice!” exclaimed Michelle and Meghan in unison.  They turned to each other and grinned.  “Not this time,” said Meghan, and Michelle’s eyes widened.

Meghan pulled her the other two on into the mall.  “C’mon.  I want to see a movie with my two best girlfriends.  Something fun!  With a sexy leading man, to see if Michelle’s hormones have kicked in yet.”

“Meghan!”

Despite her protests, Michelle had a lot of fun at the movie.  It was especially nice to have Alice snuggled up to one side, and Meghan to the other, no matter what gender she was.  

When the movie was over, Meghan grinned at Michelle.  “What did you think of the hero?  Cute?”

Michelle blushed and didn’t say anything.

“I could feel your nipples getting hard during the sex scene.”

Michelle turned on Meghan and pointed a finger at her accusingly.  “That’s because your hand was inside my bra.  And... and the girl he was with was pretty hot.”

“Didn’t hear you objecting at the time,” Meghan said with a grin.  “Shall we continue what I started somewhere more private?”

“Maybe later.”  Michelle’s grin grew mischievous.   “We haven’t hit the lingerie stores yet.”

“I was trying to go easy on you for your first full day as a girl.  But if you want to try on some frilly, girly things, let’s go!”

Once they were in the shop, Michelle pointed out again that there was no reason to buy things for her body if she wasn’t going to be keeping it.  So Meghan ended up doing the modelling, with Michelle hanging out in the dressing room and grinning like the cat that got the canary.

“Hmf.  I’m definitely making you the same size as me next time.  Then I get a peep-show, too.  And if I like the outfits, I can keep them.”

“Can she model me?” asked Alice sweetly from the other side of the door.

“Only if you want me to keep you as lingerie,” Meghan said with a grin as she emerged to show off a ruby red teddy that had really caught Michelle’s eye.

Alice looked Meghan over with a big grin.  “If I’ll look like that, yes please!”

Everyone giggled at that, though Michelle’s giggle was more of a nervous one.  Meghan bought the red teddy, and promised to turn Alice into its twin some time, so she and Michelle could wear a matching set.

“Which... which one would I wear?” asked Michelle.

Meghan laughed.  “Are you ready to wear Alice?”

“I...”  Michelle blushed and looked over at the shorter woman.  “After all this... maybe?”

Alice grinned so happily that Michelle couldn’t help but grin back.

The shopping expedition continued in various changing rooms, with both Meghan and Alice teasing and flirting with Michelle along the way.  Once, and only once, Meghan offered to wear Michelle.  Michelle looked at the garter belt, and shook her head violently.

“OK.  I’ll stop trying to inveigle you into my wardrobe.”

Michelle smiled with relief.  “Thanks.  You’re... persuasive.  If you kept at it, you’d succeed, and that scares the pants off of me.”

Meghan looked down at where Michelle’s bare legs emerged from her dress, and grinned.  “You’re not wearing pants.”

“See what I mean?  Let me get used to the idea of wearing other people first.”

Alice clapped her hands.  “Yay!”

“You are way too eager about this.  Just... just... can it wait a little longer?”  In response to Alice’s pout, Michelle added, “I’ll treat you both to dinner.”

Since the mall was about to close, they made their way up the street to Changes, and ordered a large plate of nachos.

“Fancy!” laughed Meghan.

“The best for my girls.  And hey, I don’t have to worry about putting on weight...  Right?”

Meghan shrugged.  “Beats me.”

Alice said, “All I know is you can spend a day as a dress, and not be hungry afterward.”

They had fun dancing with some of Meghan’s friends.  Jackie and Erica were Jack and Eric tonight, and having a blast playing to every male stereotype they could think of.  Michelle tried to find the idea of dancing with them weird, but it was just... fun.

When Jack’s flirting went a bit too far, Michelle skittered back to her friends.  Meghan had been watching the whole thing, and declared that it was time to call it a night.

“So where to now?” asked Alice as they left the club.  “The night’s still young, and the Venn Machine is calling my name.”

Michelle snickered.  “Still?”

“I’ve gone a whole day without being worn!  I’m going into withdrawal here, I tell you.”

“You’re nuts,” Michelle said, but she was grinning, so Alice grinned right back.

Meghan dragged them across the street, and up to Alice’s apartment instead.  “C’mon.  I want to see what that body looks like without the dress.”  She tossed something sheer and red at Michelle.

Michelle caught it, then tried to figure out what she was holding.  Her look of puzzlement spoke volumes.

“It’s a catsuit.  One size fits all, so I can use it after you change back.”

“And you want me to...”

“Wear it, yes.”  Meghan shooed Michelle off to the washroom to change.  While Michelle was sorting out just how to get into it, Meghan and Alice dug out more of the day’s plunder.  When she finally emerged from the bathroom, still squirming to settle the unfamiliar garment, the others were waiting for her.

Meghan looked stunning in the red teddy she’d bought that day.  Alice had a similar one in shining white.  Michelle stood framed in the doorway for a moment, stunned by the beauty on display.  Then the two others grabbed her, and dragged her into Alice’s bedroom and posed with her in front of the mirrored doors of Alice’s closet.

“My God,” whispered Michelle, staring at the vision in red, pink, and white.  She could barely believe the one in the middle was her.  “We’re all so fucking hot.”

Meghan took that as a cue to pounce her into the bed, and Alice eagerly followed.

Michelle’s will to resist vanished in moments under the onslaught of both her sexy friends.  This morning, the idea of sex as a woman would have been reviled.  But now...  Everything they did to her just felt so damned good!  After much teasing and a few near-approaches to what promised to be an amazing experience, suddenly Meghan pulled back.

“Something’s missing, here.”

Alice stood up, and grinned down at Michelle.  “I know.  She needs a proper initiation.”

“What?  Why’d you stop...”  Michelle tried to sit up, but couldn’t.  She craned her neck left and right to stared at her hands in wonder.  There were leather cuffs on her wrists that she hadn’t noticed being attached, and short straps attached them to the bedposts.  She kicked her feet, and felt cuffs there too.  She was spread-eagled on the bed, immobile.  “How?”

Alice giggled.  Meghan spoke up, “Alice here can be quiet like a little bunny when she wants.  We’ll be back in a tick.”  She pointed to the closet doors, where Michelle could see the reflection of her bound body.  “Enjoy the view.”

Michelle barely heard the door close.  She was staring at the vision of femininity strapped to the four-poster bed in the mirror.  It was like something out of her favourite fantasies... except she was the one being bound, now.  She strained against the bonds, to no avail, and watching herself do that made her even more turned on.  She desperately wanted to touch herself, but despite her continued efforts, that was completely impossible.  It didn’t stop her from trying.

When Meghan returned, Michelle looked up at her with uncontained lust in her eyes.  “Please...”

Meghan grinned hugely, and held up leather harness with a large purple rubber protrusion.  “Ready for this?”

Michelle’s eyes took a moment to sort out the image in front of them.  “A strap-on?  Oh...”

“Say hi to Alice.  I think she looks good in purple, don’t you?”

Michelle stared at the purple rubber object.  It looked very much like an organ she’d owned not twelve hours prior.  She continued to stare with her mouth wide open for a long time.  “Is that really...  She’s not going to pop out that door and say ‘surprise’?”

“You know Alice pretty well by now,” Meghan said as she tightened the straps around her hips.  “Where do you think she is.”

Michelle focussed on the bright purple dildo standing proud from Meghan’s groin.  “Hi, Alice.”

Meghan climbed onto the bed, and straddled Michelle’s chest.  “Is that all you have to say to Alice?  How about giving her a little kiss for good luck?”

Michelle was face to face with the purple rubber... thing.  It did look a little like Alice, so she softly said “I hope this will be fun for you, too.”  Then she gave it a kiss.  From above her, Meghan groaned.

Michelle looked up in concern.  “You OK?”

Meghan grinned down at her.  “You made it move, it pokes into... good places.”

“Oh really?”  Michelle got a wicked grin on her face, then opened wide and swallowed Alice as far as she could go.  Meghan’s cry of pleasure spurred her on, and soon she was rocking and twisting the phallus using her tongue and her lips.  Meghan clutched the bedframe, alternately panting and squealing as Michelle’s ministrations found their mark.

Meghan keened with pleasure, then her legs gave out and she fell back onto Michelle’s bound body.  Alice left Michelle’s mouth with a resounding pop that made both women giggle.

Once Meghan had her breath back she exclaimed “I cannot believe you just...  Where the hell did you learn to do that?”

“Just a quick study I guess,” panted Michelle.

Meghan slowly levered herself back up so she could look down into Michelle’s eyes.  “No, really.  You attacked this thing like a pro.  You’ve done that before.”

“I...”  Michelle blushed, and looked down at Alice, just out of reach.  “There were... experiments in college.”

“You said you were a virgin!”

“With girls, yeah.”

Meghan rolled off of Michelle, then stood beside the bed staring down at her in confusion.  “Oh... My... God.  You’re gay!”

“Argh!  Why is it always that way for guys?”  Michelle ranted, struggling against her bonds in a failed attempt to gesticulate.  “Girls can bounce between lesbian and bi without any questions, but if a guy ever experiments he’s branded for life.”

“So... you’re not gay.”

Michelle sighed, then giggled.  “Hell, right now liking cock would make me straight.  I don’t know what I am.  I know I love being with you two, no matter what I am, or what you are.”

Meghan grinned wickedly as she moved around to the end of the bed, then climbed up between Michelle’s legs.  “Well now.  Let’s just see how true that is.”  She lowered Alice until her tip was brushing Michelle’s cleft.  “Ready?”

“Oh god...”  Michelle quivered with anticipation.

“Oh!  God!”

Meghan made sure to give both Alice and Michelle a thorough workout.

Much later, Meghan freed a tired and sweaty Michelle from her bondage.  She removed the strap-on as well, draped it over Michelle’s belly, then cuddled up beside her.  “It sounded like you enjoyed yourself.”

Michelle groaned softly.  “Oh god... did I ever.”  She turned her head to look at her lover.  “You sounded pretty happy, too.”

Meghan bit her lip, and nodded. “It was so hard to keep control.  But I wanted to give you an amazing experience.”

“You succeeded.  Beyond my wildest dreams.”

Meghan grinned, and gave the strap-on a poke.  “Good.  Now are you ready to wear Alice?”

“Hell ye...”  Michelle tried to disguise her enthusiasm.  “I mean, it’s only fair, right?”

“Venn slut.”  

“You take that back!”  Michelle pounced on Meghan and tried to catch her wrists to strap her to the bed, but didn’t have the strength to force the issue.  After a few minutes of playful wrestling, Meghan blatantly let Michelle win, and was soon spread-eagled just as the other woman had been.

“Okay, you win.  You’re not a Venn slut, you’re a bondage slut.”

Michelle finished strapping Alice on.  “Guilty as charged.  Now give Alice a nice kiss...”

* * *

In the morning, Alice woke Meghan and Michelle by appearing between the two of them.  She gathered them both into a tight hug.  “Thank you so much you guys.  Last night was everything I could ever have hoped for, and more.  You were incredible.”

Michelle kissed her on the lips, then smiled at the smaller woman.  “You’re welcome.  And thank you too.  Last night was fantastic.”

Alice grinned.  “I could tell Meghan made good use of me.”

Meghan kissed Alice from the other side.  “So did Michelle.  She wore you for the second go-round.”

Alice stared at Michelle with shining eyes.  “Really?  Oh, Michelle, thank you.  I know you find the idea of all this weird... but...  Why are you smiling?”

Michelle couldn’t help it.  “Because I love you both so very much, you crazy fools.  You’re amazing, and... and I can’t imagine not doing this with you.”

“Does that mean we get to wear you?” asked Meghan softly.

“No.  But I’ll be happy to use you as whatever you come up with for yourselves.”

Alice clapped happily.  “This is going to be the best...”  She was interrupted by her alarm clock clamoring for attention.

“Crap.  It’s Monday, isn’t it?  I need to get to work!” wailed Michelle.  “And I’m not even in my right body!”

“Shh, it’s OK,” placated Meghan.  “You’ll change back in just under an hour.  If you wear your original Michelle clothes, you’ll change back fully dressed, even if you’re on the bus at the time.”

“That’s cutting it awfully fine,” fretted Michelle.  Then she grinned.  “Imagine the looks, though.”

They rushed through showers and a simple breakfast, then Michelle was ready to head out and Meghan wasn’t far behind her.

Alice sent both of them off with a kiss and a hug, and an offer of dinner at her place at the end of the day.  Both readily agreed.

To Mike’s disappointment, nobody on the bus said anything at all when he returned to normal.  He wasn’t sure anyone even noticed.

* * *

Mike tapped on Alice’s door hesitantly.  He wanted to see Meghan and Alice again, but he’d been wearing the same clothes for two days now.  Three if you counted his day as Michelle, and one of those days had been spent working at the warehouse.

When Meghan flung the door open and scooped him into a ferocious hug, Mike forgot all about that.  She dragged him inside, and the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen made Mike’s stomach rumble.  Meghan laughed, and led him to the dining table, where a veritable banquet awaited.

Alice grinned at both of them.  “Come on, dig in.  We don’t want it to get cold.”

Mike tried to put on his best manners, but lunch had been a long time ago.  He ate ravenously at first, then noticed the the other two were being much more dainty.  Mike blushed, apologized, and slowed down to match their pace now that he wasn’t quite so hungry.

“Thank you, Alice,” he said at the end of the meal.  “That was wonderful.  How long did it take you to make all of that?”

Alice dimpled at the compliment.  “A few hours.  I bailed on my last meeting of the day to come home early.”

“You can do that?” asked Mike, incredulously.

Alice made a face.  “It’s nothing important.  I have to run Mom and Dad’s foundation, and... feh, the managers can do just fine on their own.  I mean, I try to pay attention, and do what’s right but...”  She sighed.  “I just don’t see how I’m making things any better by being there, except for the odd photo opportunity.  I could disappear for a month, and they’d probably be happier.”

“Oh.  Can’t you find something in the foundation that you’d like to do?”

Alice chuckled.  “I’d be happier, and do more good, helping in one of our soup kitchens.  But that would be inappropriate, they keep telling me.”

“You could use the Venn Machine to change your appearance, and just show up to volunteer,” Mike mused.

“Or as an apron on a volunteer,” added Meghan with a wink.

Alice’s eyes went wide.  “Can we do that tomorrow night?  Please?”  Neither of them had the heart to say no.

“Well, if I’m going to be back here tomorrow night, I’d better head home and get some fresh clothes on,” Mike said, heading toward the door.  “These ones are...”

“A bit niffy?” finished Meghan.  “I was trying not to say anything.”

Mike snickered.  “Yeah.  See you guys tomorrow night.”

Alice hugged him tight at the door.  “Get your clothes and come back.  Shower here.  Stay here. The 26 bus will take you straight to the warehouse, you’d even save time in the morning.”

“Alice!  What are you saying?” asked Mike.

“I’m asking you to move in.  I’ve offered to Meghan a bunch of times, it would save her bunches of time too, and she could wear me more often.  There’s lots of space here, more than I need... especially if I’m on a hanger.  But she always says no.”

Mike looked over at Meghan uncertainly.  “I’ll do it if you do,” Meghan said, softly.

Mike took a moment to look around the apartment, then playfully mused, “Let’s see.  Way nicer digs, pleasant company... and better bus service to boot?  Yes.”

Alice squealed with delight.  “Meghan, you’ll really move in too?”  She looked at her old friend with begging eyes.

“Yes, sweetie.  I will.  It would have been weird to wear you here alone, but...” she looked over at Mike.  “You’ll be OK if I’m wearing her, right?  It won’t be too weird?”

Mike laughed.  “It’ll be weird.”  Alice tensed up, but he leaned down to kiss her on the lips before adding.  “It’ll be wonderfully, amazingly, awesomely weird.”

Alice cheered again, and hugged both of them tight.  Then her nose wrinkled.  “Meghan’s right, you smell.  Get those clean clothes, and hurry back!  I’ll be your towel after your shower.”

Mike chuckled all the way to the bus stop.

* * *

The next week was busy, between everyone’s work schedules and preparing to move everything Meghan and Mike owned to Alice’s place.  It was early enough in the month that their landlords both agreed to break their leases at month’s end if they were out by the weekend, so there was much frantic packing to do.

They did each grab some clothes from home, so they could sleep nights with Alice.  Sleeping three to a bed took a little getting used to, even in Alice’s big four-poster bed.  Alice kept offering to be turned into a pillow, and on Friday night Meghan and Alice skipped off to the mall.  Meghan returned with a huge body pillow that wasn’t really any shorter than Alice herself.

Still, both of them cuddling up to the pillow – one from each side – made for a cozy night’s sleep.  Waking up Saturday morning with Alice snuggled between them was very nice, too.  There was no time to play, though.  There was a rental truck with Mike’s name on it waiting out there.

They went to Meghan’s place first.  There were dozens of boxes of clothes to dolly down to the truck, and several more of mementos and other oddments.  Most of the furniture got left behind, it was old and worn-down, and the Salvation Army had agreed to come by and pick it up.  They did move a few bookshelves, one particularly cozy chair, and a gorgeous hand-carved wardrobe that Meghan had inherited from her great-aunt.  Mike’s warehouse-developed muscles managed the rest easily, but the massive wardrobe made him strain.  

Once the wardrobe was settled in the truck, he traced his fingers over the whorls in the dark wood.  “I can see why you love this...  It’s gorgeous.  I guess Alice is getting a new guest wardrobe?”

Meghan chuckled.  “She’s been after me to let her ‘stay’ in that wardrobe for as long as she’s been trying to get me to move in.”

“I can see why.”

Meghan turned toward him with a grin.  “Why, Mike... are you reconsidering the idea of spending time as clothing?  I bet you’d look lovely hanging in there.”

Mike harrumphed, but offered no further answer.  Meghan smiled once Mike turned away, gleeful that he hadn’t actually said no this time.

The next stop was Mike’s apartment.  He loaded four boxes and a suitcase on the dolly, then locked the door behind them.  His laptop was already at Alice’s, it was his one expensive possession and had been used to watch movies as well as to play games and surf the net.

“Wait.  That’s it?” asked Meghan.

“Yeah.  I rented the place furnished.  There’s some food in the fridge, but... meh, nothing worth the effort.  Not when we’re going to be living rent-free with Alice.  We’ll save so much money we can afford to buy nothing but the best food, and still save for a nice vacation.”

Meghan nodded. “It’d be fun to take off for a few weeks somewhere with a nice beach.”

“Maybe we could drive out to the lake next weekend,” offered Mike.

“Not the same.  I want somewhere with surf, sand and sun, hanging out by the poolside bar and drinking those little umbrella drinks...”

“Still, it’d be fun to get away for a couple days, after all this,” Mike said as they waited for the elevator.

Meghan looked at him, and a playful grin broadened.  “Yeah.  Let’s go to the lake next weekend.  I think we can make it lots of fun.”

Mike chuckled.  “You’re planning something...”

“You’ll see.”

Back at Alice’s place, Mike unloaded all the boxes to the third bedroom.  Alice had never gotten around to furnishing it, and had used it as a store room, but there was still plenty of space.  Meghan’s wardrobe got a place of honour in the master bedroom, and the guest hangars were ceremoniously loaded into it.

When Mike got back from the truck, Alice was nowhere to be found.  He checked in the wardrobe, and was puzzled to find it empty.  “Where’s Alice?”

“Here,” said Meghan.  “Give me a hand making the bed.”  She tossed him a package of white satin bed-linens, a full king-sized set still in the packaging.

Mike grinned, and helped strip and set up the bed.  “New sheets for our new life?”

Meghan just smiled back at him.  It wasn’t until they were putting the pillowcases on that Mike noticed the golden A monogrammed in the corner and realized where the apartment’s owner had gone.

“Alice is the pillowcase?” he asked, wonderingly.

Meghan shook her head.  “She’s the entire sheet set.  We’ll be sleeping on, under and with her tonight.”

Mike traced a hand reverently over the sheet.  “Wow.  That’s... weird, but also kind of awesome.  She feels amazing.”

“Go get showered, then we can have some fun before we sleep.”

“Yes ma’am!”  Mike saluted, and was off like a shot.

Making love on satin sheets was wonderful, and the pillows and top-sheet got incorporated into their play to tease and delight.  But trying to sleep on them proved problematic.

After the third time he’d fallen out of bed, and Meghan’s fourth, Mike stripped the sheets off the bed and gathered them up.  He threw on a robe, and marched down to the lobby heedless of the fact it was three in the morning.  He carried Alice all the way back from the mall, and she giggled the whole time.  Once he got to the building he realized they were locked out, and had to buzz Meghan to let them in.

“Next time, cotton,” was all Alice said before they all crashed back into a warm, cozy sleep.

They didn’t leave the apartment at all on Sunday.

* * *

By the following weekend, they’d settled into something of a routine.  Alice cooked dinner, and shortly after it was done she and Meghan would run off to the Venn Machine while Mike cleaned up.  Alice would come back in one soft, snuggly form or other, and they’d cuddle with her both before and in bed.  She’d reappear between them in the wee hours, but everyone would be so sleepy by then that settling back to sleep was easy.

Saturday morning, Alice was still a giant plush polar bear.  Mike peered at her in confusion.  “She didn’t change back...”

“Nope.  C’mon, let’s head down to the Venn Machine before we drive up to the lake.”

Mike carried Alice as they walked to the Venn Machine.  Along the way, Meghan chattered about various things, then slipped in a question about the last time she’d Venned Mike.  “What were your least favourite things about being Michelle?”

Mike paused, waiting for traffic to clear so they could cross the street.  Once they were safely across, he started to talk.  “To be honest, only one thing stands out.  I felt... weak.  I’m used to being able to toss hundred pound sacks of flour over my shoulder, but as Michelle I couldn’t even pick you up.”

“That’s it?” asked Meghan with a big grin.  “I can work with that.”  Shortly she was setting the Venn Machine for a day.  When the doors opened, she took the stuffed toy Alice from Mike, and gestured for him to enter.

“What?  But what about the weekend at the lake.”

“Oh, we’re going.  But I’m using one of my changes on you.  And you’re using one on us.”  She carried Alice into the other side.

Mike shrugged, and stepped into the Venn Machine.  He saw the usual interface, and both Alice and Meghan grinning at him.  “Hey Alice.  You were really cute like that.  Did you enjoy it?”

Meghan busied herself with the Venn Machine while Alice answered.  “Oh, yeah.  I like being a pillow, too, don’t get me wrong.  But a plushie?  Mmm, so nice.  Having working eyes was a big bonus, too.  I got to watch TV with you guys, instead of just listening to it.”

“Okay,” said Meghan.  “Let’s see how this works.”  She touched the green circle, and Mike was once again Michelle.  This time she was a little shorter, exactly Meghan’s height and with matching curves.  “You should be able to fit my clothes, this time.”

“Oh?” Mike asked, looking down at his new arms.  He flexed them a few times, revelling in the feel of sleek but powerful muscles under his skin.  “Mmm, I could get used to this.”

“Before time runs out, say ‘bikini’ and touch the bubble.”

“Okay...”  Mike did so, and the image of Alice and Meghan in the display was replaced by a cute blue two-piece swimsuit.  “Now what?”

“Press the green crescent, of course.”

Mike did so.  “And now what?”  He looked at the open door, and chuckled.  “Oh, right.”  He went around the other side, and picked up his friends.  “So this was your plan, hm?  I’m supposed to drive myself to the lake like this?”  He held the bits of blue fabric up against his sexy female body.  “And wear you on the beach?  Well... I think I can do that.”

So he fetched Meghan and Alice’s purses from locker where they’d all stashed their things, hit the washroom to put Meghan and Alice on under his pretty green sundress, and headed back to the apartment building.  He knew where Alice parked her car, and the keys were in her purse, so soon he was on the road, singing along to the radio.

By the time she arrived at the lake, Michelle was used to her new body and her new voice.  She parked the car close to the main beach, bought a beach towel at the nearby strip-mall, and tucked her dress and the car keys into a locker.

Michelle staked out a spot on the beach, but sunning had never been his favourite pastime.  So she ran into the water to splash around there.  Once she was thoroughly chilled, she returned to her towel to warm up.

A little later, a beach volleyball game started up.  Michelle eagerly joined in.  It took her a while to get used to being a few inches shorter in both height and reach, but she found that her new strength was more than enough to compensate.  In fact, she had to dial her strength back quite a bit when she served, or the ball would go blazing past the other team and out of bounds.

Michelle had a blast, and played tirelessly for hours.  A variety of cute guys came, admired her, then got intimidated by her prowess.  There was one, though...  He was a little scruffier than the others, though it seemed an affectation.  He wasn’t as muscular as some of the ones that had left in a huff after she’d beaten them soundly.  What he was, though, was unflinching about looking at her with appreciative eyes, and not the least bit intimidated.

Michelle found herself returning his grins as often as his serves.  Afterward, once she’d showered off the sweat and sand, and put both her bikini and dress back on, he was waiting for her.  He introduced himself as Antoine, and mentioned that he knew a nice little restaurant not far off, with an adjacent club that played salsa music all night.

“Are you asking me out?” Michelle asked with an amused grin.

“I’m asking you to dance.  No strings attached.  Dinner and drinks on a split tab, and dancing the night away.”

“I don’t know how to dance the salsa,” Michelle objected, though her smile stayed.

He grinned, and took her hand, pulling her into a dancer’s grip.  “I’ll teach you.  It’ll be fun.”  He led her through a few steps, clucked at her to follow instead of trying to lead, and then they walked arm in arm down the street.

The restaurant, it turned out, was in the ground floor of one of the hotels just off the main strip.  The food was good and cheap, and the port was excellent.  When it came time to dance, Michelle felt like she was made of liquid fire, and let Antoine lead her around the floor.  She stumbled a few times at first, but his easy smile and his guidance soon had her dancing as if she’d done it for years.

They danced until the club closed down around them, then danced out into the lobby to music that only existed in Antoine’s head.  Michelle laughed at the expression on the night-clerk’s face, and leaned in to give Antoine a kiss on the lips.  Like the dancing, the kiss turned scorching hot, and when they came up for air Antoine casually mentioned that he had a room upstairs.

Michelle stiffened, then sighed.  “Was this all just to get me into bed with you?”

Antoine laughed warmly.  “Not at all.  This night was all about salsa, and if it ends now, I’ll consider it time very well spent indeed.  Won’t you?”

Michelle couldn’t help but smile.  “I had an amazing time.”

“I hear a ‘but’,” Antoine prompted.

“But...”  She leaned up close and whispered into his ear.  “I’m a guy in a woman’s body.”  To her surprise, Antoine just grinned.

“You make an amazing woman.  I would not have guessed.  Though it does explain why you’re not as crazy as most girls as hot as you.  Offer still stands.”

Michelle blinked in surprise.  “I...  I’m truly flattered.”  She put her hand to her chest.  “But I’ve been wearing my girlfriends all day, and I... I really want to spend the night with them.  I’m sorry.”

He smiled.  “Never be sorry.  Be happy, you’re a very lucky woman.  Man.  Whichever makes you happy.”  He held out a card.  “And if you’re ever back this way, look me up.  I’d love to dance with you again.”

Michelle watched him sashay off to the elevator with an admiring grin.  He winked at her as the doors closed, and was gone.  She turned to the desk clerk with a sigh.  “There wouldn’t happen to be a Venn Machine in town, would there?”

The wide-eyed girl directed her back the same strip mall where she’d picked up her towel.  She also booked Michelle a room without making the comments it looked like she really wanted to make.

After setting the Venn Machine to a day, Michelle stripped out of her swimsuit, and tossed it in one side.  She waited, but the door didn’t open, so she hopped in the other side to see what was wrong.  Meghan and Alice grinned at her from the fully functional interface.  

“Your day’s not up yet,” Meghan said with a grin.  “What are you going to turn us into now.”

“I... I just wanted... needed to be with my sweeties.  I met a guy, and we had a great time dancing.  But I want to go to bed with you, not with him.”

Meghan purred happily.  “Dancing?  Ah, that wasn’t mere dancing...  I could feel how turned on you were.”

Michelle blushed.  “Which is why I want you really, really badly.  Not as clothing, but as... you.”

Alice whispered something into Meghan’s ear, and she grinned.  Meghan told Michelle to touch her image, and when Michelle did so, the interface focussed on Meghan, Alice wasn’t shown any more.
When Michelle hit the green circle, Meghan did the same.

When Michelle hopped out of the machine and saw Meghan standing there, she rushed to her and gave her a huge hug, one that nearly squeezed the breath out of her almost-twin.  After a few gasps and a whimper, Michelle let go an and apologized for forgetting her enhanced strength.

“Wait... where’s Alice?”  Michelle looked around worriedly.

Meghan giggled.  “I’m wearing her.  When you changed me into... well, me, she became my clothes.”

“All of them?  Nifty.  Will she be happy like that?  The room I got only has a queen bed...”

Meghan snuggled up against Michelle.  “Oh, she’s more than happy.  And tomorrow, she’ll be even happier.”

“Mm?”

“I’ll wear her as my underthings, and you can wear her as this dress.  Think we can find your dancer again?”

Michelle laughed.  “I’m sure he’ll have lots of fun with two cute... wait, will I still be female tomorrow night?”

Meghan nodded.  “I extended your change after you changed us.  Is that a problem?”

Michelle thought of the dancing she’d done, and the thought of doing it again made her smile.  “Nope.”

They didn’t dance so late Sunday night, as they had to go back to town and work the next day.  Antoine kissed them both soundly as he sent them off.  “Look me up again sometime.  Dancing with the two of you was a hoot and a half.”

Michelle promised to do so, getting a surprised look from Meghan.

They changed Alice back to normal, and sweet-talked her into driving them back to town while they napped in the back seat.  After all, she’d had the easiest time the entire weekend.  Alice agreed, but only if they promised to turn her into ‘something fuzzy’ once they got home.

* * *

As the week progressed, Alice and Meghan both kept asking Mike what he was going to do to them next.  The way they figured it, he was one change behind them, and had to catch up soon.  In addition to the usual rounds of turning Alice into cuddly things to sleep with, they started planning out the vacation Mike and Meghan had been talking about.

Mike managed to find a holiday beach that was a modest train-ride away, one without a Venn Machine anywhere nearby.  Meghan made a token fuss about that, as did Alice, but they gave in on the point.  By Friday the plans were settled, and Meghan had booked both travel and a hotel room for the two weeks.  They’d had to dip pretty heavily into their savings, but with no rent to pay going forward both felt they could afford it.  Alice, of course, had no trouble paying her share.

When Saturday morning rolled around, Meghan poked Mike awake.  “What are you turning me into today?”

Mike grinned.  “Really?  You’re looking forward to me altering your reality to whatever I see fit for the day?”

“You know it.”

“I’m not going to be changing you today.”

Meghan flopped onto her back in the bed, and pulled the snuggly plush dragon to her chest.  She petted Alice softly, and said, “Mike’s being mean to me.”

He laughed.  “I’m not going to change you.  Alice is.  She’s much better at this stuff than I am.”

Meghan giggled with glee.  “Really?  Oooh, that’s going to cost you...”

Mike sighed with mock sorrow.  “I know.  Her price was that I had to use her.  Three times!  No matter what you change her into.”  He chuckled.  “I suspect it’s going to be as much fun for me as it is for her.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure.  She has a wicked sense of humor, that one.”

Mike chuckled.  “I’ll live.”

“So what am I going to be?” asked Meghan.

Mike just grinned.  “Not telling.  You’ll find out when Alice presses the button.”

Meghan pouted playfully.  “Alice!  Mike’s still being mean to me.”

“And she still can’t do anything about it... until we get to the Venn Machine.”

“Fine, fine.  Let’s get going.”

Meghan wasn’t feeling quite so brave fifteen minutes later, as Alice fiddled with the Venn Machine’s interface.  “What’s taking so long?  What is he turning me into?”

Alice just flashed her a wicked grin.  “Oh, it’s going to be fun.  For Mike, anyway...”

Meghan sighed.  “You’re both being mean,” she whined.

“OK, your turn.  Set it up to turn me into a really stretchy bra, but don’t hit the button just yet.”

“Okayyy...”  Meghan poked at bubbles for a bit, then nodded.  “Ready.”

Meghan blinked, was suddenly naked.  She stared down at her new body.  It was mostly the same shape as before, but had a narrower waist, and bigger breasts.  Her skin looked oddly shiny, and when she tried to touch it, she noticed her hand squeaked.  Then she realized her hands no longer had fingers, she had doll-like mitts.   She looked up and stared at Alice open-mouthed.  Her mouth worked, but nothing came out.

“Surprise!   You’re a doll again.  But you can still move.  Now change me!”

Meghan stumbled out of the Venn Machine a few moments later, into a robe being held out by Mike.  He grinned, then looked puzzled as she reached into the other side of the Venn Machine to pick up her new bra.

“What did you do to Alice?” asked Mike.

Meghan curved her mouth into an approximation of a smile, and shrugged.  She pointed at her throat with a mitt.

“Right.  You can’t talk.  This is going to be fun!”

Mike escorted her back to the apartment, where Meghan put on her new stretchy bra.  Mike gave it a good workout by pumping her breasts up to basketball size... then stopped screwing around with the pump, and screwed around with her instead.

Mike had laid in a day’s worth of supplies, including a bulk bottle of lube, and didn’t leave the apartment until Meghan and Alice changed back.  By that time he was utterly exhausted, and didn’t even care that the girls immediately took off to the Venn Machine, or that it was Alice that came back with a brand new vibrator.

He was a little surprised to find her still that way the next day when he woke up.  “I thought you were the one that liked being things, Alice.”

She just grinned.  “Meghan got all the sexy fun yesterday.  It’s my turn, now.  Just be glad I didn’t use one of my ‘you must use me’ changes on this...”  She held up the Meghan-shaped vibrator, grinning.

“You wouldn’t do that to me,” Mike said calmly.

Alice just grinned.  “True.  I’ll do worse.”

“Uh...”

“It’s time to go get Venned.  Meghan will be back in a bit, and you’d better use me... thoroughly.”

“I...”  Mike watched her go, then flopped back into bed.  “Well, this should prove interesting.”

He was still lying in bed when Meghan bounced into the room, naked.  “Thanks for yesterday, lover.  That was... mmm, I just want to do that again and again.”  She grinned down at him.  “Just this time, I get to talk.”

Mike frowned as he looked her over.  “Are you still made of rubber?”

Meghan shook her head.  “No.  I was really tempted, though.  At least for certain bits.  Would it bother you if I had doll parts?”

Mike laughed. “Did it feel like it bothered me yesterday?”

Megan grinned hugely.  “Cool.  I’ll do it, then.  But first...”  She climbed onto the bed and unrolled a knobbly condom, expertly teasing Mike into engorgement as she put it on.

Mike stared down at his member when she was done.  “That’s... wow.  A lot of fiddly bits.”  He grinned at her.  “Ready?”

Meghan’s answer was a guttural growl followed by a pounce.

Afterward, as Mike was carrying the used condom to the bathroom, Meghan called out, “Don’t flush her, just toss her in the bin.”

Mike stopped, and slowly turned to face Meghan.  “Her?  This... is Alice?”

Meghan watched him intently, but didn’t say anything.  Mike stood still for a little longer, then shrugged and dropped the condom in the bin.  “Huh.  I hope she had fun.”

There was a giggle from outside the bedroom, then Alice stuck her head in.  “You’re really OK with the idea?  You ran away screaming when I mentioned it last time.”

“You... you scamp!  I thought I had really just...”  Mike sputtered to a stop.

Alice just grinned at him saucily.  “And would you?  If you knew it really was me?”

Mike looked into her sparkling eyes, and then nodded, slowly.  “Yes.  I can see you really want it.  It’s not like it does me any harm, does it?”

Alice clapped her hands happily.  “Yay!  C’mon Meghan, we’ve gotta go back to the mall.”

Meghan groaned, and levered herself out of the bed.  “Let me clean up a bit first.”

As they were leaving the apartment, Mike overheard Alice saying something about a six-pack, and he just shook his head.  It was going to be a tiring day.  But fun, too.  He decided to make himself a big breakfast to keep his stamina up.

* * *

When Mike got home the next Friday night, Alice was nowhere to be seen, and only two places were set at the table.  He asked Meghan what was up, but she just gestured to the table.  They ate, exchanging the usual chit-chat about their day at work.  Someone had managed to mess up an order at the warehouse, and they’d had to find space for thirty extra pallets of chocolate.

Meghan got a laugh out of that.  “So your problem is too much chocolate?  That’s better than having to deal with customers pissed off at the big network outage, anyway.”

“Sounds like we both need a break,” said Mike.

“That’s why we’re going to the club after dinner.  Your outfit is in the guest wardrobe...”

Mike washed up, then went to see what Alice had become.  “Um, Meghan... this is a dress.”  It was a pretty green dress, he had to admit.  It looked a lot like one he’d worn as Michelle.  When he held it up against his body it was obviously cut to fit his frame.

“Meghan?”

Meghan poked her head around the door.  “Yes, that’s Alice.  Yes, you’re going to wear her.  And yes, we’re still going to meet our friends at Changes.”

“Ah well... The first two of her forces weren’t so bad.  That vibrating ring thing was a lot of fun, actually.”  He squared his shoulders.  “I’ll do it... but I’m going to look ridiculous.”

“You’ll fit in perfectly.  It’s cross-dressing night.  Which reminds me, can I borrow one of your good shirts?”

Mike snorted.  “Sure.”  He started stripping down, and at Meghan’s suggestion shaved his face for the second time that day, to get rid of his five o’clock shadow.  She watched with an amused grin as he wriggled into the dress, and helped zip him up.  

“You look good in green.  You should wear it more often.”  Meghan turned Mike to face the mirrored closet doors.

“That’s... not as bad as I figured.  It fits remarkably well.”

Meghan grinned.  “Thanks.  I had Alice turn me into a copy of you before I changed her, otherwise it wouldn’t fit at all.  Still... you need work.  Those hairy legs do not work at all.”  She tossed him a pair of dark tights.  “Put those on, and then sit over here.”

Mike did as he was told.  The tights were more than tight, but after a peek in the mirror he had to admit they made his legs look way sexier.

“And now... a little bit of makeup,” announced Meghan.

“Makeup?”

“Yup.  Just subtle stuff, to make you read a little less male.  And maybe a little hairspray?”

Mike sighed, but he was smiling at Meghan’s reflection.  “Sure.  Let’s see what you can do with this ugly mug.”

Half an hour later, Mike was impressed.  While he was still obviously a guy wearing a dress, he had to admit he actually looked pretty.

“Ready to go dancing?” asked Meghan, looking rugged in one of his shirts, hair artfully rumpled.  She’d used some dark makeup to give herself a hint of a five o’clock shadow, and he had to admit she looked good.

“This is... you know, I think this could be fun.”

Meghan grinned.  “Maybe we’ll get a real green dress for you, then.”

“I...  Huh.  That idea doesn’t bother me as much as I think it should.  Weird.”

“Less thinking, more dancing.”

“Yes dear... I  mean yes, sir.”

Meghan laughed, and led Mike out the door.

* * *

“Ready for the big trip?” asked Meghan.

Mike grinned, and nodded.  “I’ve been looking forward to two weeks away from the Venn Machines for a month now.”

“Ah.  Well, then.  Perhaps we should go visit it before we leave.”

Mike looked at her suspiciously.  “What do you have in mind.”

Meghan smiled sweetly.  “I have one change left.  That lasts until you need to go back to work.  That’s what... 18 days, now?”

“But... but our trip!” Mike protested.

“You’ll still get to enjoy it.  As Michelle.”

Mike sulked for part of the walk to the Venn Machine, and even Alice’s chattering presence couldn’t cheer him up.  But about the time they crossed the street, he started to grin.  And by the time they’d made it to the Venn Machine, that grin was positively diabolical.

As Meghan set the Venn Machine for a month, Mike spoke up.  “Just to make things clear.   You get to change me for up to a month, right?  That was the deal.”

Meghan nodded.

“But I get to change you two for... as long as I like?”

Meghan looked at Alice worriedly, but she just grinned.  “Yep.”

“Cool.”  Mike stepped into his side of the Venn Machine, and Meghan into hers.

While Meghan was working, Mike was as well.  And when she hit the button to change him into the familiar, muscular form he’d come to know as Michelle, he was ready.  A button-touch later, the doors opened on a woman and a man - Michelle and Morgan.

Morgan grinned at his sweetie, and pulled her into a hug.  “Oooh, this is going to be a great vacation.”

Michelle smiled ever so sweetly.  “Oh good, I hoped you’d see it that way.”  Then she turned to the Venn Machine, and set it for three years.  “Your turn, Alice.”

Alice gasped.  “Three years!  You’re seriously going to...”  She started to hyperventilate.  “Change me for...”  Alice held the side of the Machine to steady herself.  “What will I be?” she whispered.

Michelle slid up close to her.  “Not human,” she purred.  “Just a thing.  For the longest possible time.”

Alice trembled, and cast a pleading look at Morgan.  He shrugged.  “This was your idea, remember.”

“I... I know.”  Alice licked her lips, then looked at Michelle, studying her pretty face.  “You’ll make me something I’ll like, right?”

Michelle’s smile must have reassured her, because Alice suddenly smiled back, and hopped into the machine.

Michelle strolled casually into her side, trying not to let her nerves show.  The very idea of transforming someone into an object for so long terrified her too, but she wanted to put on a brave face for Alice’s sake.  She started slowly working through her plan, then spoke to the smaller girl.  “Could you, I don’t know... open your arms wide?”

“Like this?”  

Michelle nodded.  “Perfect.”  She kept working for a while, then nodded happily.  “OK, that should do it.  Close your arms again.”

“Okay...”  Michelle could hear the nervousness in Alice’s voice, but could of course no longer see her.

“Ready?”

“Just a moment.  OK, do it!”

Michelle touched the green button, and was surprised when the door to the Venn Machine opened immediately.  She recovered quickly, and skipped out to pick up her handiwork.

Morgan looked at what Alice had become with some consternation.  “You turned her into a suitcase?  Oh, honey, that’s not going to be any fun for...  Why are you smiling?”

Michelle slowly opened the suitcase in front of Morgan, revealing its contents.  Morgan’s eyes went wide.  “Lingerie and bondage gear?  Oh...  She’s all of these things.  Wow.  She’s going to have a great time.”

Morgan hugged Michelle tight.  “Thank you for doing this to her.  We both love you so much.  This is going to be an incredible vacation.”