Pea Pod - The Return

Back to Dinner

She opened the door to the dining room for me, followed me to my chair, held it while I sat down, and carefully pushed me forward to the table.

While I was seated the men all stood, then they joined me at the table.

You could hear a pin drop, so I looked around and exclaimed, "You didn't all wait for me did you?"

Meka answered from across the table, "Marilynn insisted that we wait. I can't believe that you are back so quickly. Did you change in the hallway?"

That brought a smile from everyone.

"I have my own personal pit crew. For some reason they felt that I might need a change of clothing tonight and were prepared," I blushed as I told them.

Meka covered with, "Our ladies are always prepared. Most likely there are full changes of clothes for all of us at the ready."

I didn't bother to correct her, I would have bet money that she was in on the planning of my reserve clothes, including the fact that this dress revealed a whole lot of cleavage! A fact that didn't go unobserved by the men in attendance.

We were all served fruit dishes to start the meal. Slices of the huge grapes of which I had grown fond named T' Gap, and a blood red heart shaped fruit with a pear like consistency and a honey like taste known to the people of Ka'an as Ixhata. Amelia had mixed in some earth fruits, pears, apples, and grapes, for the less adventurous.

Marilynn wasn't so sure of the Ka'anian fruits in her bowl so I speared a T' Gap slice and as I was stuffing it in my mouth, winked at her. I made appropriate yummy noises to indicate that it would be tasty to earth palates.

Gwen followed my lead just in case anyone thought that my tastes had changed after my transformation.

I was more interested in Marilynn's reaction to the new tastes than those seated closer to me so I was slightly startled when Theo exclaimed, "These are wonderful! What are they called?"

I turned to see he was looking for me to answer so I told him the names, and as I did, I saw Marilynn smile her enjoyment at me. I looked around and was pleased to see that all, in seeming preference over their earth cousins, were enjoying the Ka'anian fruits.

I wanted to get conversation moving a little so I looked to Davon and asked, "How is the fruit Davon?"

"Very nice," he replied simply and briefly.

He appeared as though he were sitting at attention while eating, so I asked, "Were you in the military Davon?"

"Yes," he answered.

It was obvious that Davon wasn't going to be very chatty so I moved on to more, fertile fields, I hoped, "Ginger, have you been in Nevada long?"

"We flew in last week, from Washington. Nevada is lovely though. I really like the bright lights of Reno and all of the friendly people here!" she responded exuberantly.

"Well as a former native of Nevada, may I extend my welcome to you and your family," I smiled, happy to have someone who would respond in more that two word sentences.

"Why thank you Dolly. I'm looking forward to seeing more of the area. Perhaps you can suggest some places we should visit while we're in Nevada."

"Certainly, what kinds of things do you like to do?" I asked her and looked to her husband as well inviting his input.

"Well Dolly, I'm a country girl at heart. We like to camp, fish, ride horses, and hike. Some of the wilderness areas here look very inviting," Ginger enthused. "Don't we honey?" she asked Maurice.

"Yes, we do like all of that, and in different environments, rainforests, high plains, deserts, and jungles," he added.

"I used to work in places like you describe all of the time. In fact I was flying over the jungle when Meka saved me," I informed them. They all probably knew that already, but I was just trying to keep the conversation going.

"I see. I've read the official report of your crash. What I don't understand is how you survived the wreck! What was left of the plane was a total. They had to pick the pilot up in pieces!" he asked now quite interested in the conversation.

"I think you need to get that information from Meka. I was unconscious at the time," I answered, looking to Meka for her to explain.

"That is easy to explain Maurice. Daily I would search the heavens trying to establish a link to this or another world in order to try to save our world. The lightning strike on his plane must have provided me with a good energy pattern to latch onto. My instruments told me that there was a person within its beam so I pulled him through to our world. He injured his leg when the lightning struck the plane, but other than that, he was in good shape. Had I waited until the plane struck the ground before pulling him through, he would have died in the jungle," she answered Maurice between bites.

"Wow, that was a mighty close call! What were you doing flying over the Jungle Dolly?" Maurice asked me.

"At the time I was on my way to do a geological survey for a mine," I told him, "That's what I did for a living, geological surveys for a variety of reasons, and often times in very remote places."

"Now you have been in the remotest place that I have ever heard of!" Ginger exclaimed, "It's all so very exciting! What does it feel like to travel to another world?"

I giggled, "I was unconscious the first time and the second time, when I realized what we had just done I fainted for three days!"

Meka chimed in with, "That is not entirely true. She was weak from the transformation and fainted due to the shock of being back home, but she would have only been out for a short time if I hadn't given her a sedative. She needed to rest up and replenish her strength, so I kept her asleep in bed for three days so she would not try to do something that might hurt her."

"So, travel to Ka'an is stressful?" Ginger wrongfully concluded.

"No, the travel itself isn't, it's having your genes rewritten that is the most stressful," Meka told her.

Amelia and the wives started serving the main course, slices of a condor-like bird, corn, and a blue colored sweet potato, which tasted like they were covered in brown sugar.

Gwen spoke up at this point to add, "The first time I did it I passed out too! I woke up in the middle of a lay down group hug!" she laughed.

"Old jungle cure for fainting!" I laughed, "Not to mention a heck of a way to wake up!"

"I'll say," Gwen agreed, "but I didn't believe them when they told me I would be going to another planet. When I realized they were telling me the truth it was just too much!"

"What does it feel like?" Ginger insisted.

"Exactly like walking from one room into another!" I admitted, "You wouldn't feel a thing."

"That is wonderful! When will you be issuing visas?" she asked half jokingly.

"That will be one of the discussions we plan after dinner. We will have no qualms issuing visas to women, however we will not allow men to visit Ka'an except under very special circumstances," Meka answered, "Our world is just too dangerous for men to visit."

"Have any men visited your world since you made the link?" Ginger asked naively.

"No men have ever returned to earth from our world," Meka answered trying to derail her question without having to give away what we have been doing for transgendered men.

I decided to help by saying, "If you sent a platoon of men to Ka'an, not one man would return to earth."

"You mean that any man who goes to Ka'an comes back like you?" she asked round-eyed and astonished.

"Pretty much," I told her with a big grin.

"I find that hard to believe," Davon put in.

"Why is that, Davon?" I asked.

"Do these plants, you are talking about, walk around? Do they move from place to place? How is it that a stationary plant can attack a platoon of men and turn them all into women?" he taunted, "It doesn't make sense."

"It will. I promise," I told him, with a broad smile on my face.

Meka, Gwen, Marilynn, Ginger, and I all looked at each other and exchanged secret knowing glances.

We all finished eating, the wives removed our dinner plates, and they replaced them with slices of chocolate truffle mouse, and snifters of brandy.

(No, the truffle in the mouse was not laden with aphrodisiac.)

We ate the deserts and enjoyed the brandy with little more conversation. When it was gone I suggested, "Why don't we adjourn to the reception area while the table is cleared for our meeting. If anyone has a need for the restroom, Ysalane will be happy to show them the way."

Intermission

We all took our brandy to the reception area for a while, where I had another opportunity to talk with Marilynn again, "How was dinner Marilynn? Did you enjoy the condor?"

"It was tasty, different, but it tasted like chicken," she giggled, and then more seriously, "So does Ginger know about the corsage?"

"Yes, she will have one too, and so will Ysalane, she wishes to conceive and has volunteered to bed Davon. The point will be that they will not be able to resist the attraction to the flower, which is what the plant uses to attract its victims. I know, it was used on me," I admitted, "We also plan to tell them we are doing it, so they may do their best to resist it, if they can!"

"You are going to give them a chance not to bed us?" she said, as if she didn't think it was a good idea.

"Have no fear, they will have no choice. This stuff is so powerful it makes Viagra look like an after dinner mint!" I told her, "It will however have no effect on you."

"So no matter how willful he is, he will want me?" she asked, verifying she understood what I had said.

"Yes, and have no fear, I will make my excuses and beat feet in a hurry before the fun begins!" I assured her.

"Oh that's right that asshole took mental pictures of your boobs! I could have shot him for that! He did it even after it was his fault you were all wet!" she complained, "He always did have a thing for huge busts!"

Negotiations

"It looks like the ladies have the conference room ready for us," I told her having gotten a signal from Ysalane. "Everyone? May I have your attention? The conference room is ready, so will all of those who must attend please return with me, everyone else, please enjoy yourselves here until the meeting adjourns."

Everyone quickly assembled at the conference table. The seating arrangements were changed to suit negotiations, Meka, Gwen, Frances, and I all sat on one side of the table and Ambassador Blatherwick, Chargé d' Affaires Bartholomew, First Secretary Gaines, and their secretary Hilda Putman were on the other side.

I opened things by introducing the topics under discussion, "You will all find an agenda which was mutually agreed upon prior to this meeting. First under discussion is the embassy on Ka'an. Mr. Ambassador, you have the floor."

"I need to make the United States' position clear, and I am afraid that we are inflexible on this point. For normal relations to be finalized between the United States, and Ka'an we will insist on having an Embassy on the world of Ka'an. We feel that this is only fair, due to the existence of your embassy on U. S. Soil," Ambassador Blatherwick began. "The United States feels that whatever hazards exist on the world of Ka'an, a way to make the U.S. Embassy there safe can be engineered. We can if absolutely necessary, man... uh, excuse the euphemism, populate the Embassy with women, or at least primarily with women, and males could be kept safe inside the Embassy."

Meka had been listening intently to what the Ambassador had to say and answered, "Mr. Ambassador, I cannot emphasize the hazards that my world will present to the people of earth, although admittedly, it is much safer for females that it is for males. If your proposal, to people the Embassy with women, is accepted, and if you do wish to risk men by placing them there, would they be available to the women of Ka'an, for ah... shall we say, stud service?"

Every mouth across the table from us dropped open.

I cleared my throat and gently said, "Don't look so shocked gentlemen. The world of Ka'an needs men desperately. Their population has dwindled at an alarming rate, with so few males left there. The one thing that they need most is, to put it bluntly, sperm donors."

"B... b... but... ah... How... Ah, I can't think of a way to write that into a treaty that the government can... Um, I will have to check with the state department on how that can be arranged. I feel certain that, ah men who would be posted to the embassy can be convinced to, shall we say, donate their time to such a needy cause..." the Ambassador stammered.

I could see the wheels in his head moving, figuring out how he would pull it of without his wife knowing.

That is just the time that Windy slipped into the room and whispered into Meka's and my ears. Meka and I then exchanges glances, in which I let her know that it should be her who broke the news to the other side of the table.

Trouble

Meka, stood and informed the Ambassador and his aides, "Gentlemen, I have been informed that there has been a development. It seems that one of the Secret Service agent foolishly has traveled to Ka'an on his own. I have the unpleasant task of informing you that the agent who did this foolish thing, my security staff believes to be an agent named Eric, was taken by a pea pod before our guards could rescue him. As we have stated before, once the process has begun, the captive will die along with the plant should any attempt be made to forcefully extract him from the pod. We have located him, but it will be five days before we will be able to return her."

Every face across the table went pale.

When he could finally compose himself, the Ambassador spoke up, "Your Wisdom, I am shocked and appalled at the actions of this agent! I assure you that he will be punished for this transgression! I had no idea that any of our people would be so foolhardy even to try such a thing! I promise you that he in no way acted under the orders or knowledge of the U.S. government!"

I saved the Ambassador from further lies, and embarrassment, "Mr. Ambassador, gentlemen, we will need to see to things for a short while, so if you will excuse us, Windy will escort you to the lounge, where your wives are. We will resume discussions shortly."

The men filed out with Windy, and then Meka and I went to the video surveillance booth to watch the fun.

The wives were in separate corners with their corsages on and Ysalane cut Chargé d' Affaires Bartholomew away from the other men and dragged him to where she had her corsage waiting for her. Ysalane even had him pin it to her. After that you couldn't have dragged him away from her if you tied him to the bumper of a truck.

You could tell even on the monitor that all three of them had raging hard-ons and couldn't take their eyes off of the woman in front of him...

We watched as the ladies told each man what was happening and dared them to resist, but one by one, the ladies slipped out of separate doors, males in tow. Walking as if dragged along by their cocks, making them follow the women.

I chuckled to myself, remembering when I was in the same situation...

Abduction

"Well, Dolly, whatever shall we do with the rest of our evening?" Meka asked me.

I heard a guffaw from behind me and saw Frances, just as she reached around me to caress my huge breasts, "I have a suggestion... if you are open to it..."

"God, if someone doesn't drag me off and fuck me silly, I'm going to drop to the carpet right here and do it myself!" I whined, reaching up under my boobies to caress Frances's hands, and those incredibly sensitive breasts along with those hands.

"Come on Amelia, you had better get her other leg before her knees buckle and poor Frances has to hold her up by herself. We can take her to the rumpus room and gang fuck her! I love to watch the total look of ecstasy she gets, when she abandons her orgasmically sensitive body to her fate! She is the most fun to make orgasm of anyone I have ever known!" Meka enthused as she grabbed one of my nylon clad, high-heeled legs in her hand and big soft ass with her other hand.

Amelia followed suit, while I protested, "Hey! Wait a minute! Come on... you can't do this to me!"

"Oh, yes we can your highness and we intend to! You just relax because your poor once male brain is going to be overloaded for quite some time, and the only thing you can do about it is enjoy it!" Frances whispered into my ear, holding my top half up and still groping my girls!

"Ooooooh! You better hurry then, I think I'm going to orgasm!" I squealed in and ever higher voice, shuddering through my first, tiny orgasm. I knew that this was only a baby orgasm, and if they had their way with me, I would orgasm myself into unconsciousness several times before we were through.

I soaked my pretty panties even through the pad I had been wearing!

"Oh my! Dolly wasn't exaggerating! She is so hot for it, I am creaming my panties watching her!" Amelia stated, slipping one hand up my skirt, towards my yearning pussy.

About this time we were passing a pair of Secret Service agents, who stared wide-eyed at me on my way by, "Haven't you guys ever seen a lesbian on her way to get wildly fucked?" I called back at them, knowing that both men were sporting rock hard woodies!

"Ooooh, you are a mean little hottie aren't you! We ought to drag you back to those guys and let them have turns fucking you!" Meka threatened, and began disrobing me in the hallway!

"This should be good enough! I'll leave them a trail like that story you told me, Hansel and Gretel I believe it was! They can follow the lingerie to where we have you secluded, and if nothing else, one of our wives can take their donations," Meka giggled and tweaked my now naked and rock-hard nipple.

The only reply I could formulate was a gurgle of pure ecstasy. I have to tell you, being a girl ain't all that bad! Well, at least for me it's not. I suppose I am kind of lucky with my family and friends, even if they have a twisted sense of humor. At least I get the benefits of their attentions! God I love to orgasm in my new body! I just wish that I wasn't so damn easy!

When we made it to the rumpus room we discovered that we weren't the first to arrive, there were a dozen women waiting for us.

Dr. X, now one of our closest friends, came up to our procession and used her stethoscope on me.

My little heart is beating like a humming bird's.

"Oh, my! Ladies, I'm avraid zis is zerious. Our pazient here neezs plenty auf bed, alzough I cannot recomment restingk! A thorough boning with a strap-on ist in order. I need vour or vive wolunteers. Can I hafe a zhow of hunds pleaze?" Dr. X asked in her best Dr. Ruth impersonation.

I whimpered to show my fear of what was to come, and at this point, what was to cum looked at though, was me!

It didn't take long to get her volunteers, "Zee line schtartz here!" she indicated behind her, since she too was wearing an elaborate strap-on, which was designed to fit into her own vagina, providing her as much pleasure as it would me.

Dr. X lifted my big bottom off the bed and while on her knees, drew me slowly onto the big dildo she was wearing. "Oh, my Dolly, you do appear to have excessive vasocongestion! Your pussy is positively drooling!" Dr. X exclaimed as she boned me, causing a loud sploosh squishing noise.

"Ahhhh! Ohhhhh! Uhhhhh!" I replied, as someone attacked my clit with a vibrator. My hands started for my big sensitive nipples, but before they reached them, two wives started in pulling, twisting and stimulating them. My hands were brought to someone else's boobies, which I promptly began playing with. I felt my little anus stuffed full of vibrator, the kind that fits in and won't pop out again. It was shaking, vibrating, and I could feel the Doctors dildo rub against it as she screwed me.