Chapter 1

Whenever I would masturbate, which was quite often I loved to create the most outrageously imaginary fantasies that I could, often losing myself within those fantasy where time seemed to pass at a different rate stretching to an infinite horizon but of all those I did have my favorite, the one I returned to time after time, as the years passed and it had become far more than just part of a vehicle to carry me to climax.

The actual physical act of masturbating and the fantasy that accompanied it was only a small part the actual fantasy which I had created years earlier and had been continuously adding to since.

It was an entire world ... you know, the total fictional kind so far from reality that even fantasy was stretched to its blurred outer most boundaries, where the sexual fantasies could be and are far beyond the typical threesome or sex with identical twins or an encounter with favorite movie star, I had long ago left that neighborhood of such conventional and unimaginative sex far behind and moved into a neighborhood of much richer sexual fantasies.

I'm talking about the kind of fantasy sex that you had to imagine totally imaginary things that did not exist in the real world. like having four tentacle arms each ending in a throbbing cock and you were having sex with a magical creature, like a Centaur or an Orc or having a spell cast upon you by an extremely hot and Horny evil sorcerous which caused your cock to grow enormously large, and then being forced to satisfy her unquenchable sexual thirst.

This was the kind of fantasy world I created

The fantasies here varied so wildly they were too numerous to count But there was one in particular fantasy that I used quite often, it always seemed to be the most erotic the most real to me.

I was finding myself as a pretty young female with hundreds of scenario's connected to that fantasy all ending in my female self-getting fucked hard by a huge cock. The strange thing was is that I wasn't gay or even slightly attracted to men.

Oh, don't sit there and pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about, you know exactly what I'm saying; in fact, I'll bet your mind snatched a snippet of you own bizarre sexual fantasy.

Now we all know in the real world that imaginary creatures or transforming your physiology is impossible it breaks all of the laws of physics, natural science and anatomy as well as a whole host of other know laws. But isn't that the whole point? To make the fantasy as erotic as possible so you are so horny you can reach a more intense climax? I know it was mine.

Oh, yes ... Those were my favorite. Pushing my imagination to create a situation in some bizarre location with horny erotic character's wanting to fuck me stupid or vice versa, picturing it in my mind and trying to grasp every little detail while I masturbated even trying to imagine the physical sensations of my imaginary lover lips on my skin all to give it more depth making it more intense when I reached orgasmic goal.

This is what this story is about that wonderful part of our minds we call the imagination and how it changed my life and how flawed it can be.

Believe me when I tell you this; It's one thing when you control your fantasies but completely another when those fantasies break the laws of nature become reality right before your eyes and terrifyingly enough, become your reality.

For most of us when we fantasize we center our thoughts around the sexual act or situations that gets us off the most, picturing it in our minds until we reach our climax. And as the physical orgasm goes through its stages from building to the apex to gentle float down to satisfaction. So does our mind follow a path especially after the orgasm? The fantasy we were imploring now fades back to place of its birth in our minds and gives way to real world or what we perceive as reality., But what happens if the fantasy doesn't fade and instead of it returning to its place of origin it draws you with it solidifying you into its reality making that the real world for you? Do you think you'd be able to handle it? I mean go on with your life in this world now? Think it would be easy? After all it is your fantasy you created it and you've used enough times that you know what to expect ... right?

"Hell yes I could, that would be awesome", I'll bet you're thinking right now, aren't you?

Why not? Aren't they are our fantasy worlds we made the perfect just for us it would be easy to adapt right in.

Maybe ... but then again maybe not.

You're going to find that the carefully detailed fantasy you've imagined so many times in your mind isn't even close to the factual reality when it becomes real for you. That world is much more than just the sexual acts that have gotten you off so many times Trust me, there are so many things hidden from our minds like the unseen, unknown or unimagined. Things that you would have never even known were there unless this had always been your reality.

So now you find yourself drawn from the physical reality you've always known to the one your imagination created only to find out that it's not exactly how you imagined it. In fact you learn, you didn't create it at all!

It has always been there another world existing within another world where our laws of physics don't apply or so it seems. The fact is when we tap into that part of the brain we call the imagination we are in fact just seeing into a world that already exists infinite worlds upon infinite worlds and you find somehow you've crossed the dimensional void to one. How would you cope?

Because not only have you traveled to this strange new world but how had you seen yourself? Because that is now who you and with that come all of the pleasures as well as the pitfalls of your new life and depending on what that self was all the things attached to it you must now adapt to.

This should frighten you. If imagination is just a way to look into another world and that world is real then there are some worlds out there I never want to see.

Trust me when I tell you even if you enter a similar world to ours and you find yourself changed to a character you are familiar with you probably think it would be easy to adapt to the new you. Well let me tell you it's not as easy as it would seem. As I said in the beginning, "its one thing to imagine yourself someone or something else, it's a whole other to actually find it you reality and having to adapt to it."

This my story...

I scoffed at the reflection in the mirror, the face scoffing back was curling the corner of its lips disapprovingly as it scanned me up and down.

As I looked into the face reflected at me I watched as the disappointed scowl faded away and was being replaced by an approving smile and nod

"Pretty", I thought as my slender hand brushed back long silky waves of reddish tinted blonde hair that fell cascading over smooth bare shoulders and framed an exquisitely feminine face with high cheek bones and deep green almond shaped eyes and with long thick lashes, accented with only a hint of eyeliner and a small slightly up-turned button nose set perfectly above a pair of lustfully full red painted lips and shinning white teeth.

The body was unmistakably feminine with a narrow waist swooping into curvaceously rounded hips and a shapely ass. a large round perky pair of breasts were cupped in a silky bra that showed an ample amount of cleavage and below a well-toned midriff with matching panties teased sex, but left just enough room for the imagination to fill in the rest.

I turned first one way then the other studying my figure and the tight fitting lacy two piece. When I finished my inspection gave a little shake of my head and then stripped out of it. It was sexy but it wasn't perfect after all tonight was a very special night, I mean how often does someone lose their virginity for the second time, first as a man and now as a woman.

Before crossing the dimensional void I was a male and lived very happily as a typical heterosexual man for fifty five years. I was even married and had children then divorced and fully expected to live out the rest of my life or at least what I had left as that man. The cancer was in its final stages I had only weeks to live luckily I was not in any pain.

One evening I had just gone to bed and began to run through my mind my favorite sexual fantasy, everything in this world was identical to the real world except that there I was female. I imagined how I looked and how it would feel to be fucked by some guy like had had a hundred times before but this time something was different this time everything seemed more vivid more tangible more intense than ever been. As I rubbed my cock up and down squeezing it and teasing it, stroking it faster going deeper into my fantasy of being fucked by a well hung man feeling his shaft penetrate me and just before I reached the pinnacle of climax and leaped into abyss of ecstasy. I truly felt a huge cock deep within me and then ORGASM!

When I awoke I found myself as I am now, transformed from male to the girl reflected in the mirror trying to find the perfect outfit to wear. How exactly it happened I'm still trying to work out but I do know it has to do with my fantasy.

And even though this world looks nearly identical to the other I can see the difference I must have figured away to cross the dimensions

At first it took me several weeks just to adjust to my new body, fantasizing you have a different body is quite different then having one. I had been living like this now for nearly six month and to honest I was beginning to really enjoying myself and except my new role.

While living as a man I had had sexual fantasy of becoming a female but it was just a fantasy and never did I think it would ever become a reality. That facts is I'm not gay and was never attracted to men, that until I became a woman and over the last six months my mind had transformed to completely feminine.

Now everything about the male excited me but it was different I was not so much attacked by physical appearance but things like a smile would turn me on but what would really get me going were feelings accompanied by gesture or scent.

It was strange. I did often wonder what it would be like to feel a cock deep in my pussy but that didn't seem to turn me on as much as did a simple smile.