Desperate Measures

"Liam?" Luke asked in a crystalline whisper.

"Luke," Liam said back.

"Oh my God," said Luke, running his eyes up and down her. "You...You look amazing!"

"So do you."

"I'm glad you're both happy with your new bodies," said Donna, ushering Liam inside. "We just have one thing left to cover, and then you'll be free to go!"

Liam sat down next to Luke, and had to force his eyes back to Donna. His heart was in his throat again, but not with fear this time. With happiness. With excitement. The gorgeous woman sitting beside him was his best friend...and soon to be more.

And to think, he'd actually been afraid!

"We just need to work out your new names," said Donna, sitting down across from them and pulling out two new papers. "Have you put any thought into it?"

She pushed the papers towards them, and Luke leaned forward immediately to grab the pen.

"My new name," she said, her new voice like music to Liam's ears, "will be Luna."

Liam smiled. "I like it."

"I thought you would," said Lu—said Luna. She raised one hand to run her fingers down her long pale hair. "You were very insistent about the hair color."

"My turn, then," Liam said, turning to her own paper. Liam no longer existed. This new body of hers needed a new name for the world to know her by. But what would fit?

"Take your time," Donna said with a smile. "We're not in any rush."

Slowly, Liam took the pen, put it to the paper, and...

"From now on," she said, "my name is Olivia."

Olivia. The name just sounded right to her. Luna had chosen this skin color because she found it exotic and attractive. Well, if Luna was going to name herself because of the hair Liam had given her, then Liam could name himself for the skin Luna had chosen.

Olivia set the pen down, and felt a soft hand on her arm. She turned to see Luna smiling at her.

"It's perfect. I love it."

"So do I." Olivia smiled at her. So beautiful. "I'm starting to think you were right about all this."

Luna beamed, big eyes twinkling.

That's still Luke in there, the skeptical part of his brain argued. Your best friend. A guy, just like you!

But no, that wasn't true. It was Luke in there, just like Olivia was still Liam on the inside. But he wasn't a man anymore. From the surface of his skin, to the deepest depths of her hearth, Luna was a woman.

And so was Olivia.

Together, they rose, said their thanks and goodbyes to Donna, and left. A taxi drove them home, neither of them feeling like they could focus on the road enough to drive, lost as they were in the haze of excitement and newness.

I'm a woman, Olivia thought at least a thousand times. A woman!

The ride home was strangely silent, neither of them knowing what to say. Even if they had, they wouldn't have wanted to say it in front of the taxi driver anyway. So they just sat there, watching the scenery go by, stealing looks at each other when they thought the other wasn't looking. Olivia's heart was jackhammering in her chest.

A new life was about to begin for them both, and she couldn't wait.

Something touched Olivia's hand, and she jumped a little. Looking down, she saw that Luna had slid her hand across the seat to rest on top of hers. Olivia swallowed hard.

My God, it's actually happening!

After what felt like an eternity, the cab stopped outside their apartment building. Luna paid the man, while Olivia got out to stand anxiously on the curb. Once Luna was out and the taxi had driven off, they stood there for a few seconds, staring into each other's eyes.

"Well," Luna said finally, "shall we?"

Together, they turned and made their way inside. While the elevator slowly carried them to their floor, Olivia looked over at Luna...and then, before she could think better of it, reached out and took her hand.

Olivia's cheeks burned, and a bit of color came into Luna's as well. But Luna didn't pull away. She wrapped her hand around Olivia's as well.

Ding! went the elevator. Still hand in hand, the two of them made their way down the hallway, to their door. Olivia unlocked it, held it open for Luna to go in first, and then closed it behind them.

There, they both paused, staring at each other again. This was it, Olivia realized. They had gone through the change, adopted new identities, and now they were alone. Both of them the object of the other's dreams. A tingle of anticipation ran through her.

"So, what now?" she asked, taking a tentative step toward Luna.

For once, Luna looked as nervous as Olivia felt. That made Olivia want to laugh. After putting on such a show of confidence at Sculptech, now she chose to be anxious?

"Well," Luna said softly, "I..."

Olivia took another step closer.

"I...think I need to change clothes!"

With that, Luna turned on her heel and scurried to her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Olivia looked down at herself, more than a little disappointed, but nodded anyway. These weren't clothes for Olivia, they were for Liam. And since Liam no longer existed, it was time to dress the way Olivia would dress.

She made for her bedroom, right across the hallway from Luna's, and shut the door as well. Her closet and dresser were both full of Liam's clothes, and those just wouldn't do. Not for her first day of life as Olivia. Luckily, she had been prepared for this day. Kneeling down, she pulled a box out from under her bed. As nervous as she'd been, she had known from the start they she was going to go through with this. That was why a complete set of woman's clothes sat there in the box, purchased more than a month ago by Liam himself and now waiting to be worn for the first time.

Olivia stood up, pulling Liam's shirt over her head and chucking it into the corner. Again, she was captivated by the sight of her new breasts in the mirror. The way they swayed and bounced when she moved too fast. The nipples moved in an almost hypnotic pattern. And they were hers. Olivia rubbed the palm of her hand over one of them, sending another lightning flash of pleasure down to her loins. She breathed deep. Yes, she was going to enjoy living like this.

The pants came off next, falling from her hips as soon as the belt was undone, as did Liam's boxers. Olivia admired her new pussy in the mirror. Shaved, the dark skin glistened a little in the light. Just looking at it—at her—Olivia felt the same stirrings inside her that she had at Sculptech. It was just like Luna had promised—despite being the opposite gender, her sexuality hadn't changed. The sight of a naked woman's body turned her on just as much as it had when she'd been a man, even if it was her own body. A strange feeling of wetness began to form between her legs, and one hand inched towards her new womanhood to explore. What would it feel like to masturbate as a—

She heard Luna's door closed in the hallway, and yanked her hand away. Right. There'd be time for all that later. Turning toward her new clothes, she began to get dressed. The black silk panties slid tantalizingly across her skin when she put them on, and the way they conformed to her ass and hips was divine. The bra was a little more difficult. After struggling to put it on for a few minutes, it dawned on her that she must not have bought the right size. Swallowing hard, but with a smirk rising to her lips anyway, she dropped it to the floor. She and Luna were together now. No need to wear bras when it was just the two of them.

Now that she thought of it, she bent down and pulled the panties off too. That sent a thrill through her that made goosebumps rise up all over her skin. What would Luna think when she found out?

The dress came next. Black and sheer, it clung to her new body like a second skin, the hem coming down to just above her knees. No sleeves, and the top ended just above her breasts. It was beautiful, and showed off her figure magnificently. And without a bra on, her nipples made teasing little bumps in the fabric.

If she had still been Liam, her cock would have been rock hard just looking at her. As it was, all she felt was that same delicious sense of wetness between her legs.

Once she had the dress on just right, she considered putting on the high heels she had purchased, but thought better of it. Maybe when they went out on a date, but for now the two of them would just be hanging around the apartment getting used to their new bodies.

Doing her best to calm her racing heart, Olivia opened her bedroom door and stepped into the hallway. She could see Luna sitting on the living room couch, fidgeting nervously. The butterflies began to flutter in Olivia's stomach again, but she ignored them and stepped into the room with her.

Luna had put on a pair of jeans that fit her new womanly figure much better than her old ones. It showed off her nicely rounded butt very pleasantly. Above that was a pink sleeveless spaghetti strap shirt. She had tied her white-blonde hair back into a ponytail.

"Hey," she said when Olivia stepped in.

"Hey, Olivia said back. "Mind if I, uh...join you?"

Luna smiled and scooted over, patting the seat for Olivia to sit next to her. Olivia didn't have to be invited twice. Walking over, trying to move as naturally as she could in the new dress, she sat down next to her best friend. Their thighs brushed each other, but neither of them moved away.

"So," Olivia said slowly, "we're...a couple now?"

Luna hesitated. "If...If you want to be. We made it this far together. Turned each other into our own dream girls. And I do think you're beautiful, Olivia..."

"Likewise," Olivia said softly, blushing.

"But I'm not going to force you into a relationship if you don't want one."

Luna hung her head sadly, as if she thought Olivia had already made up her mind. And had she? Olivia wasn't entirely sure. She loved her new body, that much she already knew. And she did think that Luna was beautiful. But the idea of jumping right into a relationship with her was...she didn't know what to think.

"What about you?" Olivia asked. "Do you want to be with me?"

Luna looked up at her, large eyes shining with emotion, and said, "Everybody always says, marry your best friend. Well, nobody's better friends than we are. We just had to, you know, become somebody the other person wanted."

"So?" Olivia pushed her.

Luna hesitated, but then nodded. "Yes. Yes, I want to date you. I want to fall in love with you. I want to be your best friend, Olivia, but also something much, much more."

Olivia smiled—and realized by the blossoming warmth in her chest that her own mind had been made up too. Without a word, she leaned in toward Luna. Luna's eyes widened when she realized what was happening, but didn't object when their lips met in their first ever kiss.

Oh, God, Olivia thought, closing her eyes. The taste of her best friend's lips...her girlfriend's lips...was immediately intoxicating. A fire leapt up inside her. She raised her arms, pulling Luna closer in an embrace, and Luna did the same. They broke apart for a split second to take a breath, but then mashed their faces together harder than ever.

Luna's lips parted a little, and Olivia felt something poke against her mouth. Luna's tongue. Shivering with delight, Olivia opened her mouth to let it in. Their tongues wrestled, first in Olivia's mouth, then in Luna's. A soft moan came from Luna, making Olivia smile. She could feel Luna's excited heartbeat.

Raising a leg, she moved to straddle Luna on the couch. Luna squirmed a bit, trying to snuggle in even closer with her newly created girlfriend. Olivia ran her fingers through Luna's long and silky hair. The fire was burning hotter and hotter with every passing second.

Then Luna's hand touched the inside of Olivia's thigh, rising up to push the hem of Olivia's dress up. Olivia shivered, but didn't protest. Luna's soft fingers trailed further up Olivia's leg, until—

"Luna!" Olivia gasped when her hand brushed the edge of her pussy.

Luna jerked away, horrified. "I- I'm sorry! I thought—"

Olivia smiled and pulled her back into another kiss, silencing her. "Relax. You just surprised me. But if you want to do that, I think we should go somewhere else."

Her cheeks were burning with arousal now, as well as excitement and maybe a little bit of embarrassment, and Luna's pale skinned face had turned scarlet. Together, they stood up and walked back down the hallway, hand in hand. Luna steered them toward her own room, and Olivia followed without complaint. It didn't matter where it happened. All that mattered was that it happened.

Once in the room, Luna shut and locked the door, even though they were the only ones there, and then turned and pulled Olivia into another kiss. Olivia eagerly returned it. Her desire for Luna had grown into a raging wildfire. She wanted to feel her body against Luna's without any clothes to get between them. She wanted to taste every inch of Luna's body. Hear her moan in pleasure.

While they kissed, Olivia raised her hands to the hem of Luna's shirt. When Luna didn't object, she broke the kiss and tenderly raised the shirt up. She couldn't help but ogle as Luna's creamy white stomach was revealed, with a belly button that was just begging to be kissed. Higher it went, until Luna's breasts were visible, hidden behind a modestly sized bra. They weren't as big as Olivia's, but that was just how Olivia liked them. She whipped the shirt off of Luna's head, chucked it into the corner, and began kissing and nibbling her girlfriend's neck. Luna sighed blissfully, craning her head to give Olivia more access.

Olivia moved down to her shoulder, making her way lower with little kisses, and then slid to her knees. She licked a trail of saliva to Luna's front, and then moved further down her chest with more kisses. Luna drew in a shaky breath when she got close to her covered breasts, but Olivia ignored them for now, instead kissing her way right between them and down her stomach, stopping when she reached the belly button. There she twirled her tongue around the little hole before giving it a quick kiss and a light lick, making Luna gasp slightly.

"I didn't know I was turning you into such a tease," she whispered.

Olivia grinned. "It's our first time. I want to make it last—make it special."

"So do I, but..." Luna's cheeks turned bright red. "Don't make me wait too long, okay?"

Olivia could feel how excited Luna was in the way her body trembled beneath her touch. Kissing her way back up her stomach, she stopped when she was at eye level with her bra-covered breasts. She pressed her hands against them, making Luna moan softly, and then slid them around her sides, under her arms, and to the clasps behind her back. There her fingers fumbled for a minute.

"Do you need some help?" Luna asked with a giggle.

"Nuh-uh," Olivia said. "You're my present, and I want to unwrap you all on my own. Ha!"

The clasp came undone, and the straps fell loosely by Luna's sides. Luna raised her hands to hold the bra against her chest, smiling coyly. Olivia sat there before her on her knees, waiting. No need to rush things. They both wanted this. Luna would reveal herself when she was ready.

Finally, cheeks burning scarlet, Luna lowered her hands, revealing her naked chest to her. Olivia felt like time had stopped. They...were...perfect! As a man, Liam had never been into massive boobs like other boys. To him, smaller ones were cuter. Easier to get his hands around, feel every inch of their soft flesh at the same time. Not that Liam had ever gotten the chance to experience it himself. But Olivia on the other hand...

"You're so beautiful," the olive skinned woman whispered, reaching up to put her hands on Luna's sides again. Her eyes were glued to those two perky pink nipples, hardening even as she watched. When Luna didn't say anything, Olivia ran her hands up her stomach until she was cupping those breasts.

Luna let out a long, blissful sigh, melting into Olivia's touch. Olivia gave them an experimental squeeze, and was rewarded with a soft "ah!" from Luna. Her breathing became heavier, and the way her breasts rose and fell with each breath entranced Olivia. Gripping one nipple between her thumb and forefinger, she rubbed the other with her palm. Luna moaned even louder. Her own hands were rubbing her stomach, playing with the hem of her jeans as if she wanted to take them off but couldn't think straight enough to do it. Olivia smiled. If Luna wanted those pants off, then she would be only too happy to—

Before she could move, Luna had pulled her breasts out of Olivia's grasp and fallen to her knees too. Going in for another kiss, she pressed her bare chest into Olivia's clothed one, rubbing her smaller breasts in erotic little circles so that the soft fabric of Olivia's dress stimulated her nipples. Every one of Luna's breaths was a gasp now, going right into Olivia's mouth. Somehow, that served to turn her on even more.

Then she felt Luna's hands grasping the bottom of her dress, and her heart stopped again. Luna grabbed the hem and, almost recklessly, tore it up and over Olivia's head. The sudden nakedness took Olivia by surprise, making her mind go blank for a second. But she was quickly brought back to reality when Luna began rubbing her breasts just like Olivia had been a minute ago.

"You weren't wearing any underwear?" Luna moaned, kneading her breasts like a determined baker. "Naught girl!"

Flashes of pleasure lit up Olivia's chest like fireworks on the Fourth of July, and she leaned her head back and moaned her happiness to the heavens. "I'm your naughty girl, Luna. All yours. Take me!"

Olivia had her eyes closed, but the feeling of a soft, wet tongue sliding over her nipples was unmistakable. And incredible. Without meaning to, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Luna, pulling her even closer. Luna was only too happy to comply, taking the entire nipple into her mouth and suckling like a baby. First her left tit, then her right, then back again. Olivia felt the effects of the slider bar, the one that had determined the sensitivity of her breasts, more than ever now. She moaned once, and then again even louder.

"Beautiful," she heard Luna murmur from down below.

Thin, deft fingers touched Olivia's stomach, and trailed their way downwards. Olivia sucked in a breath when she realized what was about to happen. Sure enough, moments later Luna's fingers brushed against her new vagina. The totally alien sensation was enough to send a shiver through Olivia's whole body.

"Oh, do it," she whispered. "Mmm, yeah. Make me feel like a real woman!"

Luna's fingers touched something at the front of Olivia's slit that sent a flash of pleasure stronger than all the others coursing through her, and it was all she could do not to scream. What was...Had that been her clit? God, that one touch had been so intense!

But Luna wasn't done yet. Still with Olivia's tit in her mouth, her fingers began to probe even lower. Olivia's growing wetness had them coated within seconds. She doubted Luna could see what she was doing, face pressed against her chest as it was, which meant she had to explore entirely by touch. Olivia was just fine with that.

It took less than a minute for those wandering fingers to find what they were looking for, and Olivia's entire body tensed when Luna pushed her way inside her pussy for the very first time. A loud, and very happy, "oh!" escaped her mouth as she arched her back in ecstasy. This was an entirely new feeling. One that she never could have described as a man. Her womanhood was slick with excitement. It quivered and throbbed as if it had a mind of its own, milking Luna's finger as if it had anything to give her. Luna pulled her finger out a little bit, and then slid it back in, making Olivia moan again even louder.