Transformation Ch. 10

Taking her into my arms I started to rock her and soon felt Rob wrapping his arms around both of us. For long minutes the sobs wracked through her, tears streaming down her face and soaking into my shirt. We stayed on the floor until her sobs slowly stopped and she began to pull away. Releasing her we all came to our feet and Rob handed her a clean shop towel to dry her eyes. "Thank you," she said, cleaning the tears from her face, "and I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking clearly. If you still want the car and trailer you can just have the damn thing. The asshole spent more time out here than he did with me and I just want it gone."

"Are you sure?" Rob asked, "I have the money we agreed upon if you just want to do the original deal."

"I'll tell you what," Kendra said, "If you hook this thing up right now I'll just sign it over. If you want to wait until next weekend then we can do the original deal."

"We'll just hook it up now. Rob why don't you pull the truck around and we'll get the paperwork together." Going back into the house Kendra had all of the paperwork ready to go but I wanted a chance to talk to her alone for a moment.

As soon as Rob cleared the front door I grabbed her hair again and pulled her against me, pinning her arms against her body. "Don't think for a second that I am through with you. I heard your little moan earlier," I said reaching my hand under her shirt and pinching her nipples, "You tried to claim something that wasn't yours and for that need to be punished. Do you think you need to be punished, Kendra?"

"Yes, I need to be punished," she said somewhere between a whisper and a moan. I could hear the rumble of the diesel engine so I knew I needed to wrap this up.

"I'm going to come back. Maybe just me, maybe with Rob or maybe with someone else. I'm not going to tell you when but I will show up. I promise you that." Giving her nipples one last hard twist I headed out to help Rob with the trailer.

"You do realize that was not the first impression I wanted to make with your parents," I said as we walked towards my front door, "and thanks for loaning me the shirt." I was swimming in the giant purple Diamondbacks shirt he had given me.

"It's my fault for not having the truck cleared out," he said, "If I had that piece of paper never would have gotten under your foot." Leaving Kendra's we had taken the trailer to his parent's house since the bomber was still parked at his place. I was already nervous about making a good impression even though I had known them most of my life and seeing them standing in the front yard wasn't helping. With his dad guiding Rob pulled the trailer directly into its spot and shut off the truck.

My first impression with Rob's parents consisted of me climbing out of the truck, stepping onto the nerf bar, and promptly face-planting on the driveway when my foot slipped on the aforementioned piece of paper. I managed to escape substantial injury but did manage to split open my upper lip when it impacted the concrete. The resulting flow of blood soaked my tank top which is how I ended up with Rob's t-shirt. Sitting there in the bathroom as his mom Sandi helped me ice my lip a thought occurred to me. These people had known my family for years and had even attended my parents funeral. Why were they so incredibly accepting of the daughter that just appeared out of nowhere? I began to wonder if Gandalf was having something to do with that.

Getting to the front door I noticed Rob pause as I unlocked the door and walked in. "You're welcome to come in," I said looking over my shoulder, "You're always welcome to come inside." Setting my bag down I looked around and everything was exactly as I had left it, Tiffany has not been home yet. "Do you have anywhere to be?" I asked looking through the fridge, "I was thinking we could order some food and just hang out tonight."

"Sounds like a plan to me. Are you sure Tiffany won't mind?"

"I doubt it," I said digging through the menus, "So, delivery sandwiches, delivery pizza, or delivery Chinese food because I'm not going fucking anywhere." He pulled the Chinese food menu from my hand as it was the only one waving back and forth. Rob insisted on paying so I made him order extra for Tiffany for when she got back from wherever the hell she was.

By the time the food arrived, I had picked out Men in Black as it looked to be pretty funny. Curling up together we munched through our food before stretching out on the couch with his arm around me. The movie was funny but the longer we laid on the couch the more his presence and scent wormed its way through my consciousness. Shifting on the couch I rolled onto my back and started staring at Rob, examining and memorizing his features. "You're missing the movie," he said as I ran my fingers along his chin. There was something just so fascinating about him I couldn't stop myself.

"I don't care.' Slowly caressing his face he closed his eyes as my fingers lightly danced over his skin, the soft sounds he made letting me know he was enjoying this treatment. Over his cheeks, along his jaw, across his soft, full lips, nothing escaped my fingers caress. Even the rough stubble of his unshaven skin felt magical to me in a way I couldn't begin to describe. The more I touched him the deeper I could feel my attachment becoming and I silently prayed he would never hurt me. Closing my own eyes I ran my fingers around to the back of his neck before slowly pulling him down to me.

As soon as his lips touched mine I knew this kiss was different. The promise of so many things revealed; his lips spoke whispers of a future together, his tongue promising pleasures unbound, and in his arms a blanket of safety wrapped around me. As my arms wrapped around him I could feel his hands moving over my curves with such exquisite patience. We both knew what he wanted and yet he constrained himself, keeping his hands over my clothes. Even so, with his hands moving over the cloth and dragging it across my nipples, the denim of my shorts rubbing against me I knew when he left I would be on edge. When he broke the kiss and slowly began nibbling along my chin and neck I realized the movie had ended and a soft click from the door told me we were not alone.

Glancing towards the door I could see Tiffany slowly walking through the living room in an attempt to be quiet. She looked over at us and we locked eyes for a moment and she looked surprisingly happy at the situation. Smiling at me I watched as she mouthed 'I want you' just as Rob hit a sensitive spot on my neck pulling a moan from me. I was expecting to see Tiffany upset but instead, she slipped her hand down into her jeans and just stood there watching. As I watched her playing with herself I felt my shorts being unsnapped and Rob's hand sliding down to cup my mound. This was more than I was expecting from him and wondered just how far he would go.

Despite his rough calloused hands, his fingers were gentle as they moved over my moist lips. He didn't plunge his fingers into me as I expected, fuck Rob never seemed to do what I was expecting. Within the confines of my shorts, he seemed content to rub his fingers across my lips and over my clit, pausing every so often to make little circles over the swollen nub. I could see Tiffany as her hand was moving under her bright red panties, the jeans unbuttoned and open. Seemingly Rob was rubbing me in time with Tiffany, his fingers matching hers as our eyes never wavered from each other. I knew when Rob's thick finger easily slipped into my pussy that Tiffany was doing the same, the look of intense pleasure on her face. He played with my body for how long I don't know, my moans matching Tiffany's as they filled the room. "You like that Tiffany is watching you, don't you? Let her see you cum," Rob said as he nibbled on my neck, "that's what she wants."

Adding his second finger he instantly located the spot along the upper wall and stimulated it fiercely as his ring finger played with my ass. Clutching on to him I stared at Tiffany as I felt my whole body shaking as the orgasm he pulled from me so easily crashed over me. Tiffany was gripping the back of the loveseat as her orgasm ripped through her. All pretense of quiet was long gone as we both cried out in pleasure. My body was trying to buck up from the couch but Rob's strength was keeping me in place, his fingers still filling me. I expected him to stop but those large fingers continued to thrust in and out of me drawing out the orgasm, extending it for far longer than I thought possible. Feeling his finger sinking into my ass I couldn't help but break eye contact with Tiffany as my whole body bowed, my hips lifting off the couch, pushing his fingers deeper into me.

"Oh fuck, don't stop." It felt so good to have his fingers inside me I never wanted it to end. I don't know how he was doing it but somehow the way he was wiggling his fingers kept my orgasm rolling nonstop. I could see Rob was wearing his favorite evil grin as he played with me. How he could know the small things that seem to make me scream and moan? I could feel the walls of my pussy clutching at his fingers as he thrust them in and out of me, eventually slowing to a stop and allowing me to catch my breath.

"Did you like having her watch you," Rob asked, his fingers still deep inside me, "or do you just enjoy being watched? You never answered my question." I gasped when he pulled his finger from my ass but he continued to hold his fingers in my pussy. I wasn't sure how to answer him. I love it when Tiffany watches me but I realized at the party I also enjoy being watched. I love having people watch me as I am in the throes of passion but I don't want him to know that part of me yet. I must have been quiet for longer than I realized.

"She enjoys being watched but is embarrassed," Tiffany said, aware of my feelings from talking after the intervention, "She doesn't want to admit it because she's concerned with what you will think of her." Tiffany surprised me when she came over next to us on the couch. "I don't know what your sister told you but Sara doesn't have a lot of experience with relationships. There are certain things you don't know about her yet that are going to color her reactions and she will let you know when she is ready. I do know she likes you and doesn't want to mess this up but she's afraid of how you're going to treat her." Ok seriously do these people have a beam directly into my thoughts?

I couldn't help but moan as Rob pulled his hand from my shorts, leaving my pussy vacant and wanting. "Sara," Rob said gently caressing my face, "I have no intention of hurting you but I understand keeping things to yourself until you feel you can trust me. We all have secrets but don't worry, nothing you could say is going to drive me away." I almost laughed when he said that but was able to resist. "I hate to end this night but I have to work in the morning and I'm already going to be dragging ass," Rob said standing up and reaching down to me. Helping me up off the couch I let my shorts drop to the floor leaving me clad only in his shirt.

Walking him to the door Rob pulled me into a hug before capturing my mouth in a deep kiss. I moaned softly when he pulled up the back of my shirt and took my ass in his hands, kneading the pliable flesh. "Don't forget dinner at my place Friday night. I'd still like you to stay the night if you want to."

"Of course I want to," I said, seriously hoping he was planning what I thought he was.

"Don't forget about your appointment on Saturday. It's your first follow-up with Dr. Jameson and no you can't reschedule."

"What time is her appointment? I can make sure she's there."

"The appointment is at eleven and she is having blood drawn so she can't eat or drink anything for eight hours prior," Tiffany said to him before staring at me, "That includes any high protein fluids she may try to swallow."

"I wasn't planning on," I said as Tiffany stared me down, "Ok fine maybe I was." Yes, I was pouting but I had been looking forward to waking Rob up with my mouth wrapped around his cock. I was really curious about how much of him I could take and was looking forward to deepthroating him.

"I will have her there on time and with an empty stomach."

"Ok good. Call me when you get there and I will bring you in. Dr. Jameson has a new office and it'll be easier than wandering around trying to find it."

"Get going," I said, hugging him, "I don't need you any more tired at work than you already will be."

"I'll call you during the week," Rob said, returning the hug before heading to his truck, "probably won't be able to see you until Friday but I'll try." I stood at the door as he drove away, watching for as long as I could until I felt Tiffany's arms around my waist.

"You miss him already don't you?" she asked gently, guiding me back into the house. It was strange because I did miss him already. I just watched him drive away and it felt like there was a hole in my chest needing to be filled and he was the only one who could do it. I know I had said I didn't want to live without the two of them but this was beyond anything I had experienced before.

"Yes, but why? Why do I miss him so much? It's been less than two days and I hate the thought of not being with him."

"You're in love with him that's why," Tiffany said pointing out the obvious, "You look at him the same way you look at me. I was there about ten minutes watching the two of you before I clicked the door. In those minutes you were both lost in each other the same way you and I get. I remember what Michelle said about having to share with you and seeing you looking so happy made me happy. I just hope it is the same when it is the three of us."

"I want to see the two of you together," I said following her as she walked to her bedroom, "I want to watch the two people I care about more than anything making love to each other. It scares me what he will do once he learns the truth about my past but I know when I'm in his arms I'm safe and I'm his. He told me earlier that when we are finally together there will be no will doubt that I am his woman." I watched as Tiffany got ready for bed knowing I would be sleeping in Rob's t-shirt.

"Are you ok with that?" Tiffany asked as she crawled into bed, "I know you were adjusting well but being in love with someone is different. It's one thing when you and I are together because you're still making love to a woman and I know you have had sex with guys but are you ready to be in a relationship?"

I stood there for a minute before pulling back the covers and crawling in the bed next to her. "Tiffany," I said pulling her into my arms, "I've started to forget what my life as a guy was like. I'm not forgetting the things I did but I'm forgetting how it felt and I don't miss it. I've started to think maybe Gandalf did me a favor and put me how I always was supposed to be. Maybe I was supposed to have been born a woman in the first place. This is my life now and I've accepted it. I think being in a relationship with you and Rob is my next step and it's one I'm looking forward to us taking together. I love you and nothing is going to change that."

"I love you too," Tiffany said snuggling up against me taking in Rob's scent, "Does he always smell this good? God, I'm getting wet just from smelling his shirt."

"Tell me about it I can barely keep myself under control around him." I think we both wanted to have some fun with each other but remembering our own rules soon we just snuggled close and fell asleep.

Monday morning and afternoon were kind of strange for me. I didn't have anything to do until seven p.m. and watching Tiffany get ready and then head off to work reinforced how different things were going to be now. I spent some time by the pool doing some reading and eventually drifted inside to check out a couple of movies that I had not seen yet. Finally, after a light dinner, I got changed and headed down to the dojo for my first Brazilian jiu-jitsu class. I had taken tae kwon do as a kid and enjoyed it so I was looking forward to being back into martial arts.

I was in an adult class and while there were a couple of other white belts they all had little stripes of black tape and my gi was just a wee bit more stark white than theirs. The instructor was a black belt in his late forties named Tony and he was being assisted by Rachel, a bleached blonde purple belt. She was in her mid-twenties and would have been pretty if her face wasn't seemingly locked into a scowl. I was used to more traditional martial arts so I had to stop myself from chucking when I was informed Tony's title was Professor. When it was my turn to introduce myself to everyone I noticed a reaction from Rachel for some reason. I was enjoying the class and picked up the techniques quickly but I noticed Rachel was far more friendly with the guys in the class as compared to the women.

"You're picking up the techniques pretty fast for someone who never took jiu-jitsu before," Rachel said as I picked myself up off the floor after being tossed.

"I'm just trying to do them right the first time," I said before tossing my partner.

"Yeah well that's good for a beginner to do," she said, the disdain in her voice apparent, "Here let me show you something." I was only expecting a demonstration of some kind so I was startled to find myself flying through the air. I was momentarily stunned by the force of my impact and I could see Rachel standing over me. "How's Devin doing? He was pretty useless once I was done with him but maybe you like useless. Did you enjoy picking up my scraps? I'd heard he finally found someone pathetic enough to let a loser like him get his cock wet."

Well, that certainly explained the look on her face when I introduced myself. Scrambling to my feet I found myself taking the basic stance I had learned maybe twenty minutes ago which caused Rachel to laugh. I didn't think I stood much of a chance against her technique-wise but my speed and strength were going to make her pay. "Step back everyone," Rachel said as the students formed a circle around us, "our newest student wants to spar with me." Glancing around I noticed that Tony wasn't in the room anymore. As soon as the floor was clear Rachel moved, attempting to overwhelm me before I was ready. Her approach might have worked had I not easily stepped out of the way, repeatedly. Time and again she tried, her frustration rising as she was unable to get a hold of me.

"No wonder you like Devin," Rachel said trying to goad me into making a mistake, "you're as much of a useless pussy as he is. Just avoiding everything and hoping that it will go away. Do you two have sex? I'm sure that's about as exciting as watching two turtles fuck." Well, she was trying to piss me off and it worked, just not in the way she was hoping. The next time she moved I met her halfway, grabbing the front of her gi and bringing her upright.

The sickening crunch that echoed as I drove my forehead into her nose caused more than one person to flee the room as their stomachs suddenly wanted to empty. The blood flowing from her shattered nose sprayed over both of us as I twisted and drove her into the matting. I was furious over the way this hurtful cunt had used and abused Devin and now she was going to pay for it. Straddling her body I rained blow after blow down on her, the only noise in the room coming from the wet slap of flesh as my fists impacted against her, the occasional crack as a rib collapsed under the impact. Her feeble attempts to defend herself only served to piss me off even further. More than once I felt someone attempt to pull me off of her only to find themselves being tossed across the room.

I never felt the prongs from the taser hit the back of my gi but I can assure you I felt the voltage. As the electricity coursed through my body I reacted the same way anyone else would and immediately fell off of Rachel and twisted on the floor. It felt as if every muscle in my body was trying to contract and expand simultaneously and I was grateful when it finally stopped. I suppose I should be grateful the off duty cop who owned the taser didn't decide to just shoot me. Laying on the floor I made no effort to resist as I felt the cold metal closing around my wrists before I was hauled to my feet and moved to a bench. I just sat there and smiled maniacally at Rachel as the cops were called for me and an ambulance for her.