Transformation Ch. 13

"Yeah, I have," he said crawling into the bed next to me. I was quickly reminded of the chill in the house and pulled the comforter as I cuddled up next to him. "So I guess it's staying blue then," he said as he wrapped me in his arms.

"So," I said, suddenly kicking myself for not asking Morgana to fix it, "I need to talk to you about something that happened today." I then proceeded to fill him in on everything that had happened today. His eyes grew wide as I explained about Morgana and the potential impact of what she had asked me.

"Do you believe her? It wouldn't be unlike him to pretend to be someone else."

"I thought that too but you can ask Tiffany. Every time we've encountered him there was a level of insanity in his eyes and that was lacking today. There was more sadness than anything else. I have to believe her if just for the chance to be free of him."

"And then what? Assume you get free and can have a normal life. Then what do you do?"

"I don't know but whatever comes after, this is still where I want to be." I snuggled up as close as I was able, wanting my meaning to be clear.

"When does your flight leave?" Rob asked.

"Six o'clock tomorrow night. I'll spend the night and see him in the morning, shouldn't be gone more than a couple of days."

"Have you told Tiffany yet?"

"Not yet. I was waiting for her to get home. Are you staying tonight?"

"There's no reason for me to be anywhere else," he said before kissing the top of my head. We had a few hours before Tiffany would be home so we napped for a while before cleaning up and ordering food. Tiffany pulled into the drive about a minute after the delivery guy and I watched her dash inside, getting completely drenched in the process.

As I paid the delivery guy I watched his eyes grow huge at something behind me. Glancing over my shoulder I saw Tiffany's scrubs in a pile on the floor as well as her socks and underwear. Shaking my head, I gave the guy a ten dollar tip and sent him on his way.

A couple of minutes later Tiffany came out to the kitchen dressed pink cotton pants and an oversized black hoodie. It took me a minute to realize that the hoodie had used to be mine. I had made sure to get her favorite food so she would be in the best mood possible. "So what's going on?" she said digging into her plate of shrimp yakisoba.

It took a few minutes to rehash everything I had already told Rob and I was surprised at how well she took it. "So why do you have to go alone? Is there a reason why Rob or I couldn't go along?"

"Tiff, I'll only be gone a couple of days and neither of you can afford to take any more time off. Besides, I prefer knowing the two of you are here together r than leaving one of you alone."

"I don't like it and I don't trust this Morgana chick. Seriously could they pick names that don't sound like they were rejected from a Ren faire." She had a point about the names and it allowed us to relax after a good laugh. After dinner we decided to watch a movie which Tiffany insisted on being able to pick, something about Rob and I having almost identical tastes in movies. It was fun to watch Rob squirm at first but by the end of Shakespeare in Love he was enjoying the movie as much as Tiffany and I. By the time we crawled into bed Tiffany was dead on her feet and we decided to just get some rest.

Hearing Tiffany's alarm go off, I extracted myself from the bed and after slipping on my robe headed to the kitchen as she jumped in the shower. Since I wasn't working, I'd gotten in the habit of getting up with her and getting the coffee going. I could easily drink a cup with her before she left, and still, be able to go back to sleep if I wanted to. She seemed to be running a little late so I headed to the bedroom to check on her.

Standing in the doorway holding our coffee, I watched as Tiffany was noisily gulped down a load of Rob's cum. While it changed what I'd planned for the morning, I wasn't going to begrudge her doing what I had done plenty of times. Climbing off the bed, she walked over and took her cup before stepping against me and pressing her lips to mine. Our mouths were open in an instant and we passed his cum back and forth, each savoring the flavor. We could hear Rob groaning in the background as we both knew how much this turned him on.

The rain was still coming down when Tiffany left, and after making sure she was prepared this time, I watched her drive away. Slipping out of my robe, I headed towards the bedroom with the intent of reviving Rob's flagging cock. "Yeah Dad," I heard Rob say, "What? Oh fuck. I'll be there as soon as I can." Jumping out of the bed Rob started getting dressed as quickly as I had ever seen him.

"What's up?" I said leaning against the door frame.

"Sorry babe. All this rain is causing havoc at one of the job sites and Dad needs me there. I'll be back in time to take you to the airport."

"It's ok, just remember that you owe me. Besides I need to do some laundry and pack today." Heading into the kitchen, I pulled out some leftover steak and wrapped it up for him to take. Catching him as he headed out the door I snagged a kiss and handed him the steak. Standing in the open doorway, I watched as he shook his head once he got in the truck and realized I was still standing there. Laughing at him, I closed the door and got to work on my day's tasks.

The rain was still coming down steadily as we made our way to the airport that evening. Tiffany had made it home in plenty of time but Rob barely made it. He was covered in mud, but despite the time crunch Tiffany and I insisted he change. It was hard to keep my hands to myself knowing that I wouldn't be seeing them for a few days. Finally dressed again, we jumped in his truck for the drive to the airport.

Getting to the checkpoint, I was a little surprised when Tiffany and Rob couldn't come to the gate with me. It was such a change from what I remembered that I felt a little lost as I made my way through. I did manage to make it through unscathed however and I was soon on my way.

Despite the circumstances behind the trip I couldn't help feeling a bit excited about this flight. Going to a new city in first class on an airline I'd never been on was all quite thrilling. I just hoped I was better able to handle flying than I used to. Whenever we went on vacations as a kid I always did fine as long as the flight was nice and calm; once you added turbulence with lots of up and down it was game over. I tended to eat lightly before getting on planes.

Boarding was smooth and efficient and I was soon nestled in my surprisingly roomy window seat. Even though I was flying at night; I hoped to be able to see the lights of the cities as we went over. The guy who slid into the seat next to me seemed to be traveling for business and as soon as he was settled pulled out what appeared to be some kind of report. He was good looking; seemingly in his mid-thirties with short brown hair and eyes, but focused on his work as he barely gave me a second glance.

Once we were in the air I realized the clouds were going to prevent me from seeing anything on the ground. Disappointed, I dug into my bag and fished out my old copy of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It's always been one of my favorites and would help kill the time. I was soon engrossed in my book and time just sped by.

A touch on my arm snapped me back into the real world as the flight attendant was picking up the remnants of everyone's drinks. "That must be a really good book," my neighbor said, "you've been wrapped up in it since we took off."

"It is. It's one of my all-time favorites."

"Are you staying in Vancouver or connecting on?" he asked, extending his hand, "I'm Jack by the way."

"Sara, I'll be in town for a couple of days." His handshake was strong and firm but not overpowering.

"Are you in town for business? I take this flight regularly and I've never seen you on it before. Trust me I would have noticed." There was no doubt he was good looking and his smile seemed genuine. He filled out his suit in a way that led me to think he took care of himself.

"Yeah well, the hair is kind of a giveaway and no. I'm visiting family in the hospital. I've never been to Vancouver before and kind of wish it was under different circumstances." Even though there wasn't a direct relationship, anyone who had been changed by Gandalf couldn't be anything less than family. We were all in the same boat together.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I was hoping for the chance to buy you a drink."

"I think I might have let you." Anything further I was going to say got lost in the announcement to put our seats and tray tables in their upright and locked position as we prepared to land. The flight had been remarkably smooth but as we began our descent into Vancouver I could feel my stomach roiling with every dip. I couldn't help but laugh to myself that Gandalf had changed everything about me, but still made me sensitive to something like this.

Once the plane touched down and rolled to the gate it became a flurry of activity as everyone seemed to jump up and move at once. I wasn't in a hurry so I hung out in my seat for a while. "If I ever run into you again, I'm buying you a drink."

"I'll hold you to that," I said as he headed down the aisle with his stuff. I waited a few more minutes for the aisle to clear before grabbing my jacket and slinging my bag over my shoulder and heading out. Since I was only intending to be in town for a couple of days, I hadn't bothered checking any bags so following the signs to the rental car counter, I picked up my car.

There was a light snow falling and my breath was easily visible as I walked across the parking lot towards my car. The snow crunched under my boots as I reached it and tossed my bag inside. I didn't hold any illusions about my ability to drive in the snow, but the roads were surprisingly clear. I made fairly good time getting to the hotel, but I was in no rush. It was exciting to be driving through a new city and since it was a fairly straight route to the hotel I was able to enjoy the drive.

Pulling into the hotel, I turned my car over to the valet and headed inside to check-in. I was impressed at how efficient and nice everyone was. It only took a couple of minutes to get checked in and soon I was heading towards my suite. I knew I didn't need to have a suite, but since I was splurging I had an amazing view of the waterfront. Even with the falling snow, I could see the moon reflecting off the water and stood for several minutes just enjoying the scenery.

It had been a fairly long day and I wanted to get to the hospital as early as I could. Pulling the blinds wide open, I stripped down and crawled into the center of the king-sized bed. As usual, just as I started to get comfortable I remembered that I had forgotten to plug in my phone. Slipping out of the bed, I located my phone and charger and plugged it in, setting it on the bedside table.

Crawling back into the bed I decided to give Rob a call, as I had forgotten to when the plane landed. It was close to midnight so I figured I would just leave a voicemail and talk to him in the morning. I was a little surprised when he answered the phone.

"Hi baby, how was the flight?" Hearing Rob's voice made me realize just how far away from home I was.

"It was good. I got some reading done."

"Always a good way to pass the time. Anything interesting happen on the plane?" I had to smile as I knew exactly what he meant by interesting.

"No. The guy Jack in the seat next to me said he planned to buy me a drink next time he saw me, but other than that nothing interesting."

"Hold on a second, Tiffany wants me to put it on speaker." I could hear him moving the phone around and he finally set it down before the sound changed and I could tell I was on speaker.

"Hi, Baby." I wonder if she realizes just what that does to me.

"Hey, Tiff."

"Sara," Rob said, "if you want to have a drink with Jack I don't mind. Anything you want to do is, oh fuck Tiffany." The last three words came out in a guttural moan that had me instantly wet. It didn't take a genius to know that this was why Tiffany wanted the phone on speaker. I found myself regretting not having packed a toy as my hand drifted down between my legs. Rubbing my fingers against my clit and along my quickly dampening lips, I put my phone on speaker and set it on the pillow next to me.

"Tell me what she's doing Rob," I said with my voice barely more than a moan. Pushing my finger into my pussy, I slowly worked it in and out as I listened to Rob's groaning.

"She's using her tongue around the head and playing with my balls."

"Hmm, I know how much you like that."

"Are you playing? Are you playing with yourself while I suck Rob's thick cock." I could just hear the sounds of her slurping his cock as he moaned.

"Yes, I'm fucking myself with my finger." I loved hearing Rob's cries of pleasure as Tiffany worked his cock with her mouth and for long minutes I went from manipulating my clit to fingering my pussy with that image in mind.

"He's so big and hard. My hand barely fits around his cock and his balls are so heavy. God, I can't wait to have him inside me." The image of Tiffany's small hand sliding along his shaft flew through my mind as I pushed three fingers deep into my pussy as my other hand was rubbing hard on my clit.

"Ride him," I groaned as my hips involuntarily lifted off the bed, "ride his cock."

"Do you want to hear me fucking him?" The sound of her moving on the bed coming across the speaker, "Do you want to hear me riding this thick cock Sara? I'm rubbing the head of it against my pussy right now."

"Yes, Oh fuck yes Tiffany."

"Can you picture me? Can you see his hard cock pushing against my pussy? Picture it, Sara."

"I can," I said as my fingers plunged in and out of my pussy.

"Can you feel it?" she said her voice filled with pleasure, "Fuck his cock is so big it's stretching me." As Tiffany described what she was doing I began to feel my pussy being filled deeper than my fingers could reach. It was as if I was feeling what was happening to her. "Oh god I love your cock Rob," she moaned.

"What are you doing Tiffany?" My pussy was being stretched in ways that only Rob's cock had ever done and the feeling of being filled by him was one I instantly recognized.

"I'm just getting ready to ride this cock. I know you like watching us fuck. Hmmm, here we go nice and slow."

A deep guttural moan escaped my lips as I felt whatever was stretching me slowly slip away and then return quickly establishing a rhythm. For some reason, I was feeling Rob's cock as Tiffany moved her pussy along his shaft. My first thought was this was Gandalf's doing, but this seemed too nice for him. "Tiffany," I said pulling my fingers out of my pussy, "I can feel you fucking him. I can feel Rob's cock inside me."

"You can feel what she's doing?"

"Yes. Fuck you feel good baby."

"So you can feel this then?" I was surprised I didn't slam my head into the headboard with the force of what he did. One of Rob's favorite moves, when Tiffany or I am on top, is to buck his hips up off the bed and hold us there impaled on his cock for as long as he can. From the sound of Tiffany's scream and my moan that was exactly what he did.

"Oh fuck yes," I screamed as his cock began to pound into me. I knew when he dropped his hips to the bed and Tiffany began to ride him again. Grabbing my piercings I began to pull and twist on them as Rob's ghost cock filled my pussy. I heard a shifting come over the speaker and suddenly felt a weight pressing my hips into the bed and my hands were pulled from my nipples and trapped above my head.

"Fuck he's got me pinned to the bed."

"I can feel it too." Tiffany and I cried out in unison as Rob began to hammer his hips against us, his thick cock splitting us apart. We both were moaning in ecstasy as Rob fucked us both, his balls slapping me with every stroke. It was a surreal experience, knowing that Rob was hundreds of miles away and yet his cock was filling me in this bed. His grip around my wrists and his weight between my legs was familiar and comfortable. If I were to have had my eyes closed from the beginning, there was no way to convince me he wasn't here.

It was the insanity of the situation that finally pushed me over the edge. Like a roaring wave, my body began to quiver and shake as the image of me stretched out on the bed being fucked by an invisible lover became too much. As my pussy spasmed around him I could feel it pulling and squeezing at his cock and from the moans over the speaker he could feel me too.

"Oh fuck I can feel you cumming all over my cock."

"Holy shit you can feel her?" Tiffany cried as the shock sent her spiraling into her orgasm.

Tiffany and I were both still screaming as the waves of our orgasms washed over us when unsurprisingly Rob lost all control. The sensations from two different pussies both orgasming at the same time would likely be too much for any man to bear. "Oh fuck, oh fuck too much I'm cumming," he cried as his cock began to twitch and jump inside us. The fact I could feel his cum as it splashed against my cervix and was soon overflowing my pussy was more than enough to send me over the top again.

I could hear them on the other end both taking the same deep breaths that I was, trying to catch my breath. The weight soon disappeared from my hips and wrists and I couldn't help but reach down between my legs. I was stunned when my fingers began running through what could only be Rob's cum. Lifting my fingers I saw they were coated with a familiar white fluid before bringing them to my mouth and sucking them clean, enjoying the delicious flavor I had come to expect from him.

"Fuck that was intense," Tiffany said.

"My pussy is dripping with Rob's cum," I said dipping my fingers back into my pussy to pull more cum out, "I can see it and I recognize his taste."

"You're kidding right?"

"Hmm, I would never joke about how good he tastes."

"I know but this whole situation is completely insane."

"So what else is new? Insane is just par for the course in my life."

"True," Rob said as we all laughed about how ridiculous our entire situation was.

"Ok, guys I need to get some sleep. I have a feeling tomorrow is going to be a long day. Love you both and see you soon."

"Love you too Sara," Rob said, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight love. Oh, and Sara, if that Jack guy does happen to buy you a drink I want you to fuck him." I was a bit surprised when she said that way but I knew there was no way I could refuse. When Gandalf had set me up with Tiffany he had granted her a level of control over me that she rarely made use of. If I ever ran across Jack again he was in for a treat.

I awoke to one of the most beautiful mornings I'd ever seen. The snow had continued through the night and both the harbor and the mountains in the distance were a pristine white. The contrast with the dark blue of the water was stunning to behold. Growing up in Phoenix I'd never seen anything like this and it quite simply took my breath away. I must have stood at the window and just stared for at least half an hour.

Finally tearing myself away from the window I jumped in the shower and got myself ready for the day. Jeans with black boots and a dark blue blouse covered a matching black silk bra and g-string. Tiffany had bought me a brown leather jacket that reached mid-thigh and had fur-lined cuffs and hood. Making sure I had everything I needed I headed down to grab breakfast before going to the hospital.

I was intending to just grab a bagel and a coffee when I heard someone calling my name from across the cafe. Turning around, I saw Jack standing up at a small table waving me over. He was dressed in a sharp grey business suit that looked to be as expensive as my jeep. Weaving my way through the restaurant I made my way over to his table.