DECLARATION: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All scientists and Wizards in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or born in the future, is purely coincidental.
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, swearing, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't!
I hereby grant permission to post this story, make it available for download, or send it to one or more of your kinky friends, as long as I am given credit for it and no monetary profit is made from it without sharing it with me. (I'm not greedy, but I did write it.)
For those of you who didn't read "Pea Pod" before this story, you should.
However, I will sum up what happened to me one stormy night over the Amazon jungle, when a bolt of lightning fried my pilot and blew the wing off the plane, I was in.
I awoke to find a beautiful native girl was nursing me back to health. At least I thought she was a native of the Amazon Jungles...
Later I found out that I had been transported off-world by my nurse! They lived very primitively, in huts and I assumed that she and her were people simple natives of the jungle over which we had been flying.
They wouldn't let me leave the village, saying the jungle was too dangerous for men. I wasn't about to spend the rest of my days trapped in a primitive village. I had a good job as a geologist, and a girlfriend waiting for me back home!
Therefore, I made plans, bided my time, and finally made my escape into the jungle! I was free! That is until I found out why the jungle was so dangerous!
While walking through the jungle, one of the local plants attacked me, and turned me into a short little woman with big boobs!
My nurse, (I found out later, also my wife) found me afterwards. She was not upset that I was now a woman, and she even offered to take me home and to go there with me! Damn I was confused! She took me into what looked like an old Mayan Temple and teleported us both into my apartment! That proved to be too much for me and I fainted dead away!
My nurse and wife, Meka, had my girlfriend come over and married us. Now I had two wives, and a vagina! Meka also explained that I had several other wives back at the village, which I had been servicing when I was male. I found that having my gender changed didn't matter to them in their society.
I was also to learn that the portal is open and locked onto my guest room, and my wives were coming and going between the plants. They needed men, sperm donors, or a chance to go out among our citizens and be ... ah, knocked up.
In trade, they had gold, exotic products, and women who wanted sex so badly they were practically nymphomaniacs!
A side benefit, which I had not been aware of, was this new world and its plants were a gift from heaven to the transgendered community.
It didn't take us long to buy the entire apartment complex, with the careful importing of selected items. However, and here's where the new story begins, our quick rise to economic prosperity had sent up red flags with the government!
The feds quickly pounced upon us, but we had a secret weapon! By the time the government caught on, we had and army of professional women who, had been once been professional men.
Therefore, when the government tried to arrest us and take over, Meka, my wives, and I all wound up with diplomatic immunity! The government recognized us as ambassadors. The U.S. Government recognizes Meka as the ruler of her world! That means that I am the damn Queen!
The apartment building is an embassy, and we are hammering together some foreign trade agreements and arranging for an American embassy on our world.
They can't seem to get it through their heads that they can't send men though!
If they do, they get back women, unless they want to stay in the village under the guard of women at all times!
There is going to be another meeting tonight with the government folks and that's when things should get interesting!
Oh, shoot! I haven't introduced myself. My name is Dolly Gordon. Well actually, my full legal name is Her Royal Highness, Queen Dolly Gift-from-God Gordon! Can you believe that? I was, conspired against by my wives! My many wives off-planet had wanted to honor me, since they felt that I must be a gift from god! The problem seems to be that "Dolly," is the name that translates to. They modified my name to make me sound more regal by adding the translation as a "middle name."
I feel certain that my once-girlfriend, now-wife, Gwen, was behind it all! My only consolation is that she is now Her Royal Highness Gwendolyn Goddess-of-the-Moon Gordon!
You should be up to speed, so I'll be seeing you at the meeting!
We turned the cabana into our meeting room, big table, nice comfortable chairs, and a big white board behind doors with the same wallpaper covering them as the rest of the room, at one end. They furnished the rest of the room with items my wives and others of the ladies from the village had brought over from Meka's world, well ... my world. The whole room looked very Mayan, with masks and pottery here and there, and a few small statuaries, but with modern comfortable seats and workspaces.
"Frances tells me that there are to be many very important people of this world coming to meet with us this evening. Are you as nervous as I am?" Meka asked me as she came up to me and gave me a hug.
"More so, I think!" I answered, "At least women's business suits are more comfortable than men's. Of course for events like tonight, I have to wear an evening gown, and the underwear I have on is so sexy, it makes me smile every time I think of what those guys would do if they had the chance to see me in them..." <Giggle>
"Damn! Why do I keep doing that? I never giggled when I was a man! Why can't I keep from doing it now?" I asked Meka, still holding her tightly.
"It is just part of the make-up of the girl you fantasized about, and a touch of your own bubbly upbeat personality, sweetheart," she assured me, giving my big bottom a light pat, and then releasing me. Meka stood back and scanned me up and down. She then said, "Turn around slowly for me, please Dolly."
I did as she asked, but when I was facing away from her she stopped me saying, "Dolly if you insist on wearing these stockings with the seams down the backs, I am just going to have to check to make sure they are straight. Now hold still while I straighten these for you."
She held my big bottom by the outsides of my cheeks to indicate she wanted me to stop, and then I felt her fiddling around under my skirt. I haven't been a woman very long, so when she was playing around with my stockings at the upper part of my thighs, sometimes very near my bottom, I started to get very turned on! I moaned, and very loudly, to my embarrassment!
Three of my other wives were in the room with us, so Meka and all three others busted up laughing!
"Dolly, ever since you were changed, your sex drive is twice as much as when you were a man and, you can ask any of your wives, that was nothing short of amazing!" Meka teased me by slipping her hand between my thighs, barely brushing against my labia.
I couldn't help myself, I swear! <Blush> I moaned again, even louder!
"Sorry, Dolly, no time for fun right now! The Ambassador and his party will be here soon," she informed me, but at least she did it while hugging me tightly.
'I love it when our boobs squish together! It makes me so wet! Damn, I guess they are right! I'm kind of a nymphomaniac!' I thought
"If you keep this up, they will just have to wait!" I proclaimed. That saved me. Meka let go of me and backed off, giggling of course!
I wasn't out of the woods yet though, the other three decided they needed hugs too, so by the time they were through with me, I was damn glad that I had the foresight to wear a panty shield!
Frances, the man we first transgendered on purpose, now a beautiful redhead with about a D cup bust, standing around five-foot-two, walked in and asked, "Dolly, you looked flushed. Are you nervous, honey?"
She rushed up to me and hugged me tightly, her D-cups against my, ah ... much larger breasts, which is exactly what I didn't need at that particular moment!
"I'm not nervous, Frances, but I am about to orgasm and ruin my panties, if you keep this up!" I gently informed her, while panting like a bitch in heat!
Frances giggled and replied, "If this wasn't so important a meeting, I would grab a couple of your wives and make damn certain of it, sweetheart!" as she released me. "You will be just fine tonight. The Ambassador is the one who should be worried. I don't envy you having to deal with him though, he seems kind of dense."
"Thank you Frances," I replied trying to get my pulse back to normal. "I know. He keeps insisting on wanting to set up an Embassy on Ka'an. He just doesn't want to get it through his thick head, that is not such a good idea!" (Author's Note: Meka's world is Ka'an. In the Mayan language, Ka'an means 'Heaven'. More about that later.)
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