The Chosen Ones

Ms Phorne was still gazing at him with a reproachful look. "Damn it Cookie, we've talked about this. You know you're not supposed to be drinking that stuff." She reached over and snatched the drink out of his hands. She was still burning holes into his head with her fierce gaze. "And you know it's wrong to harass the mortals!"

The Wolf headed man just mumbled some more indistinct apologies before Ms Phorne threw up her hands in disgust. "Oh go sleep it off somewhere you pathetic wretch. Come on Jason, let's leave this bum."

Ms Phorne held out her arm to Jason and he tenderly took it. Ms Phorne then guided the pair of them through the crowd and back to the booth, where they slipped in sitting next to each other this time. She took a deep breath in and blew it out before saying "I just can't stand people like that. Immortal or not, they should know when they should just stop drinking."

She stewed on that for a moment before bursting out, "And what he did to you was just plain unacceptable. Ugh!" She then pinched her nose with her fingers. "I try not to let my temper get the best of me but some people..."

She let out a deep sigh before turning and favoring Jason with one of her radiant smiles. "Are you all right? Did anybody else out there do anything to you?"

Despite his insecurities about matters, Jason found himself smiling back at her. There was just something about Ms Phorne that made it so you couldn't help but feel comfortable around her. "No, nobody. Well, except maybe you."

Miss Phorne looked aghast for a moment. "Me? What did I do?" She asked innocently.

Jason smirked as he pointed down in between his legs. "You seem to have left something behind when you... ya know, changed me."

Ms Phorne looked at where he was pointing then burst out in laughter. "Oh goodness me! That!" She snickered into her hand for a few more seconds before continuing. "I'm sorry darling, but I should have explained that you're only halfway there!"

Jason furrowed his brow as he considered that statement. "Halfway... Do you mean I'm only half a woman?"

Ms Phorne grinned abashedly. "More like you're only half feminine. Being a woman is really all about your state of mind darling. But you currently have about half feminine traits and half masculine traits in your body."

Jason looked past her at his reflection again considering these words. "Could have fooled me. I think that I looked pretty damn feminine all things considered."

"Ha! That's only because you spent your whole life looking at a masculine reflection. Any new feminine traits would of course feel like a complete change. But believe me dear you're only 50%." Phorne gestured at his crotch. "That's why the, um... Old frank and beans are still down there."

Jason turned this thought over in his mind for a moment. "Okay I think I'm getting it. So is this the way I'm going to be from now on?"

Ms Phornee slit a packet of paper she had been carrying on to the table before continuing. "That depends entirely on you darling. As I've said I can't force you down one path or another. You'll have to make your own choices." Her fingers tapped on the packet she had laid on the table. "But I can certainly offer you some incentives though."

For a length of time, Jason sat through something akin to a boardroom negotiation. Miss Phorne laid out a great many details of things that would be changed in his life should he accept. Obviously everyone he ever knew will have seen him as being female. His relationships and friendships would definitely change, depending on the person's personality. However she was offering him a free college degree complete with all the information he would need to become a business professional. But she also laid out how brutal the world of business was to beautiful women.

"I'm not going to mince words here, you'll face all kinds of discrimination and sexism, and not just in the work place. But you've got the brains and the willpower to navigate all that mishegoss." She favored Jason with a look of admiration. "In fact, I think you have the potential to climb all the way to the very very top of the corporate ladder."

Jason thought she was being very flattering, but also believed that she was probably sugarcoating things a bit. However he knew enough from cultural osmosis to know women did have it particularly hard in places of business. He definitely could visualize all the sexual harassment and various forms of discrimination he would be facing before him. But somehow it felt more like a challenge to him. It was definitely a better career path than he had going now, working one dead end job after another just hoping to make it to the end of the week without having a physical breakdown.

As Ms Phorne plowed on he discovered there were some additional benefits he was getting. As she explained, "While everyone who knows you will remember you being the same age you are right now physically you'll actually be resetting to 20, minus the whole brain development thing."

As a man in his mid thirties the idea of going back and gaining the last 15 years of his life back definitely seemed exciting. However Ms Phorne continued to outline all the difficulties of being a woman. "you'll have periods of course, and let me tell you those can be a real bitch to deal with sometimes. And you could also get pregnant. Of course this assumes you're going to go for the full package deal."

Jason laughed at that one. "You make it sound more like I'm buying a car then entering into a life-altering magical contract."

Miss Phornee smiled wistfully at him. "Well you can't deny you're going to be getting a lot of body work done."

The pair of them both laughed at this pun. The rest of the of the dealing was rather mundane. She outlined what would happen after he left here. The interview she had arranged that would get his foot in the door of the company that if all went according to plan he would eventually become CEO of in 15 to 20 years.

"You really plan ahead don't you?" Jason said feeling incredibly impressed by all the detailed work she had done.

"Now what kind of God would I be if I gave you a half worked deal? I want you to accept after all, so it's in my best interest to make sure you're perfectly happy with how things are going to turn out." Jason considered that for a moment and then finally decided it was time to get the big answer.

"I'm not going to lie, I really like everything you've been offering me so far, I even think I'm going to enjoy being a full woman but..." he hesitated a moment. However Miss Thorne seem to know exactly what he was about to say.

"You're still wondering 'why me'?"

Jason nodded. "I mean it does seem rather odd you pick some Joe Schmo off the street to turn into a woman rather than offering all this to someone who's already a girl. Already comfortable in their own skin so to speak. I know you said I've got smarts and willpower and stuff but there's got to be millions of women like that already out in the world." Jason paused for a moment, considering his words carefully. "I guess I'm just wondering what makes me so damn special?"

Ms Phorne once again looked at him with that incredibly sad look in her eyes. In fact she seemed to be on the verge of tears for a moment but then she composed herself and smiled sadly at him. "I really wish I could tell you Jason that you were some predestined special person. That the stars foretold your birth or that there was some fate or destiny that had already predetermined this. Or even that you were some kind of child of the Gods but..." she let out a deep resigned side before she continued. "The honest truth is that we pick our chosen ones once every year."

She sat up straighter now, looking more regal than Jason had ever seen in a living person. "Now back in the old days I could have pointed at any Schmo on the street and said 'Hey guess? what I've chosen for you to receive my magnificent gifts.' And they would jump in joy and rush over with an nary question said. But the modern world doesn't seem to have too much use for us these days. So we have to be very particular with who we choose."

As she was talking she started to look away from Jason, her eyes were unfocused and golden tears began to slip from the corners of her eyes. "I needed to find someone, someone who was lonely and unhappy but also someone who was smart and intelligent. Someone who wanted to change their life but just couldn't find a way to do it and most of all...." she wiped at the tears streaming down her face. "I needed to find someone who'd actually show up."

Ms Phorne paused for a moment and pulled a lace handkerchief out to wipe away at the tears that were threatening to drip off her face onto the table. Jason simply let her compose herself, choosing not to speak at this moment. He suddenly felt an overwhelming sympathy for her washing over him.

When she was ready she continued. "I picked so many people before you but... They never came. I'm limited to the amount of contact I can have. I can't just come to you directly anymore. You'd think you'd gone crazy. So all we can do is send out our invitations and hope you showed up."

She looked at him directly again. The sadness was still in her eyes but there was also a mix of genuine pure happiness in those features. "You're the first person who showed up in over 150 years for me. That's a long time to spend waiting to be chosen. To be... accepted."

Jason suddenly understood what she was driving at. She might be immortal but he realized that she was very very lonely. As his mind turned over all their conversations over the evening he realized there was very little she could actually do on the world below. He thought about how frustrating and infuriating it must be to only be able to watch the world go by but not able to affect it in any way. How desperately sad that must be. Before he knew what he was doing Jason just suddenly reached over and tightly hugged Miss Phorne. She looked surprised at first and then she hugged him back. The pair of them remained in this embrace for a long while.

After they had separated Miss Phorne pushed the packets of paper towards him. "Wel now. All lthat's left is for you to sign on the dotted line."

Jason cocked an eyebrow at her. "Does this really bind me to anything? I mean it's just paper."

Ms Phorne smirked. "It's a form of magical binding that allows me to have some influence over certain elements of your life. I can get into the details of exactly what does what where if you really want me to."

Jason considered it for a moment but then shook his head. "I think I'm good. I'm having enough trouble just trying to wrap my head around the whole god person thing. I don't think I need to confuse myself anymore today."

Ms Phorne laughed in good humor at his remark. Jason picked up the pen and, hesitating for only a moment, signed his name in swift long letters. He then set back and waited for some momentous thing to happen, the sounding of a gong or some sort of choir of angels singing lightly. But nothing happened. The only thing he heard was the murmur of the crowd around him.

As soon as he set the pen down Miss Phorne swept all the papers into a pile neatly organized them and put them back into the folder she had taken them from.

"That's it?" he inquired.

"That's all she wrote." Miss Phornee replied.

"Huh." Jason said feeling a tad bit disappointed. "I was just expecting something a little more grandiose when I you know signed my life away."

Ms Phornee smiled wickedly at him. "If you want I can make a big fuss! Get everyone's attention and cause a huge commotion, maybe set off some fireworks to really light the place up!"

"Uh no no no no no no no no! This is fine I'm fine we don't we don't need to draw any attention to this, um, thing."

Ms Phornee was still smiling at him in a wicked way. "Are you sure? I'm not opposed to making a big gesture."

"I'm good thank you" Jason replied a bit sheepishly. "I guess I just got all up in my head about making a big deal over this."

Ms Phorne waved her hand and flagged down one of the mechanical bell hops. She then handed it the packet of papers and sent it away before turning to look at Jason again. This time he saw there was a more erotic and humorous look in her eyes. "Well now that the wheeling and dealing is done..." she said, scooting closer to him. "We could always have a little 'adult fun' together."

She wound her arm around his shoulder and pressed her breasts into him. Jason admitted to himself that he did feel more than a little intimidated by her. Even sitting she was still heading shoulders higher than her and his eye line seemed to be about level with her nipples. But ultimately,he could not deny his attraction to this giant silver woman. She was incredibly alluring. He found that he did want her, that he wanted to be with her. More than that, he wanted to be taken by her... body and soul.

His desire was tampered only by one thing... he didn't know where to begin. Looking up at her he said "So, um... how do you want to do this?" Jason hated how amateurish it made him sound, but he had never been with anyone who was nearly twice his height. He was intimidated by the idea of having to make the first move.

Luckily for him Ms Phorne was more than willing to initiate their coupling. She tilted his chin back with her hand and then leaned over and gently began making out with him. Her fingers began to run over his face and started trailing through his hair. Her tongue twirled in his mouth. She tasted very differently from every other woman he had ever had. It was something heavy and musky that he couldn't quite put his finger on. She tasted delicious nonetheless and he found himself craving more and more of her.

His earlier hesitation quickly vanished and he dived in. His hands quickly found their way to her breasts and began to fondle the ample silver flesh there. Phorne gave a little gasp when he touched her nipples but he could see she was smiling in her eyes.

Phorne's own hands were winding their way down his back until they reached the top of his ass. There he felt them dig into the flesh of his new ample behind, squeezing and teasing him back there. He moaned appreciatively. They entwined themselves around each other's limbs, though Jason did have to admit he was rather outmatched by her titanic stature. Whether she meant for it or not, Phorne was just simply too overpowering for Jason to take any meaningful control of the situation. So he chose not to. He gave in and let her have her way with his body.

Phorne slowly broke away from his lips and began trailing a line of kisses down his neck pulling open his blouse as she did so. Her fingers found their way to his chest and teased his new breasts relentlessly. Jason had never really experienced anything quite like this in his life. Previously sex had been all about pleasing his dick, though he did have one girlfriend who ate out his ass that one time. It had been pleasant, but nothing he would describe as a transcended experience. But now it felt as if his whole body was suddenly an erogenous zone. Everywhere Phorne touched and licked and kissed felt electrified, sending tingling waves of pleasure throughout his whole being.

Jason found that he just couldn't get enough of her. Eventually Phorne's mouth found its way down to his breasts, and Jason thought he might come just from her licking and sucking on his nipples alone. But Phorne was not done stimulating Jason yet. Her hands had once again started to wander and this time they dipped below Jason's skirt. His dick, which had previously been at half mast from all the attention in his body was getting, quickly reached full length under her fingers tender menstruations. She might have been the goddess of womanly pleasures but Jason thought to himself she certainly did know how to handle a dick. Her fingers felt like a special kind of magic all to themselves. To say nothing with what she was doing to his breasts right now.

Jason felt lost in a sea of sensation. He tried to form words of encouragement to let Phorne know just how good she was making him feel right now but all that escaped his mouth was a loud girlish moan.

At length, Phorne finally broke away from her assault on his boobs and looked him deeply and lustfully in his eyes. "Ready to try something new?" She asked in her deep sultry voice.

Jason nodded numbly. His brain felt like it was full of bees and butterflies. His body was electrified. Phorne smiled widely and then said "Why don't you scoot that tight little tushy of yours out of that skirt and I can give you a real ride."

Jason was too damn horny to argue or even consider what she just said. He quickly stood up and stripped out of the skirt and panties he had been wearing, discarding his shirt and bra along with them. He stood before her stark naked except for his nylons and high heels. He once again caught sight of himself in the mirror, a very sexy and fit looking woman with a rock hard cock looked back at him. He was beyond stunned at how damn amazing he both looked and felt. But then Phorne was standing up as well, obscuring the sight of his body in the mirror.

She reached down with both hands and with one clean motion pulled the black dress that she had been wearing overhead and threw it to the side. Jason got to admire the full scale of her naked silver flesh as she stood towering over him. He felt very small and very vulnerable and very very very turned on. His breath shuttered in his chest.

"Now then..." she said and lowered her hand towards her crotch, "one quick change."

To Jason's perspective, she seemed to wave her hand slowly in front of her groin and then, as if it was a cheap magician's trick, suddenly a long and thick hard cock appeared attached to her. It was silver like the rest except for the tip which had a metallic purple tinge to it.

Jason was both intrigued and intimidated at the site of the member. Phorne gazed at him lovingly. "Would you like to taste it?" she asked him casually as if she was asking what flavor of ice cream he would like.

Jason felt an urge surge through him that he had never quite felt before. He had been in locker rooms and had seen naked men. But never in his life had he felt any kind of inclination towards sucking a dick. Other than his own, he never really gave dicks any kind of thought. But now staring at this monster in front of him, feeling his drool building up in his mouth, he couldn't help but say in a breathless way "Oh Gawd fuck yes I do."

There was an awkward few seconds where the pair of them figured out the logistics for the best way a 10 ft woman could get her dick sucked by a 5'5" guy. But eventually Jason was in the optimal position to fit Phorne's massive cock into his mouth

He was awkward at first, more concerned with keeping his teeth from rubbing along the underside of her dick than he was of actually pleasuring her. But after a few moments, when he had properly lubed her dick up with his spit, Jason actually began to get down to the business at hand. Having been on the opposite side of many a blowjob Jason knew exactly what he liked when he got his dick sucked. He couldn't quite get her cock all the way in his mouth. And deep throathing was not something he was willing to try his first time up at bat. So he made up for it by pumping the base of her dick with his one hand while his others fondled her balls. His tongue twirled up and down the shaft, occasionally flicking the head. He puffed his cheeks in and out, creating the maximum amount of suction he could. He was keenly aware of the loud slurping sounds he was making but he found that he really didn't give a good damn about it.

Phorne was moaning appreciatively along with his efforts and he felt he was doing a pretty damn good job for his first time. He liked the heavy musky taste he was lapping up off her cock, so unlike anything he had ever tasted whenever he ate out a girl. It wasn't better than pussy but it was extremely enjoyable.