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My name is Sara Riley or at least it is nowadays. I am 5' 7" and lbs with long black hair and bright blue eyes. I would love to give you some motivational b. I don't have to do anything and I seem to keep in exceptional shape. I'm a 36DD and yes they are natural with both nipples and my belly button pierced.

The only hair anywhere on my body is what's on my head and my eyebrows. I also don't look to be a day over 23 and I can assure you I am older than that and how often do you hear a woman say that. This is not the body I grew up in and I am certainly not the person I expected to be. I suppose you would like some back story to know what the hell is going on. I was born in January of in Canoga Park, California. Yes it's a real place look on Google maps.

I only lived there a few years before moving to Arizona where I graduated Mesa High school in Nothing too exciting as of yet I know but this story is just getting rolling. I did all the normal high school things had friends, gaming, dated, fucking girls, and the like.

No I wasn't a lesbian then and I'm still not. Oh yeah I suppose I should have mentioned it before but in high school I was a scrawny 5' 10" gamer geek by the name of Rick. Yes I know your asking yourself WTF. I've been asking the same thing for years. Ok back to the tale. Yep I was a jarhead and here is where the story starts to get interesting. Following boot camp and the school of infantry I was assigned to Marine Barracks Guam.

The first year on Guam went fairly normal, lots of running through the jungle and going out and getting hammered on the weekends. December of I went home on leave and by the time I came back in January I was engaged to a former girlfriend. Ok probably not my best decision but in my defense it had been a while and the pussy was decent.

Something you should know about Guam, the area I worked in we guarded weapons the military like to refer to as "special. I had been back on island about two weeks when things went strange for me. It was during a normal late night reaction drill that the bite occurred.

Do I know for a fact it was the bite? Nope, not a clue but it's the only thing I can think of. It wasn't even a real bite honestly but I'm getting ahead of myself. I was the lead of a two man patrol that we called "Sweat" and if you ever have the chance to walk around a tropical island in 30 lbs of combat gear you will have an idea where the name came from.

Knowing the Corps it might have been an acronym for something but I have never taken the time to find out, really wasn't that important to me. Once the drill began my partner and I started running towards the reported location and set up on top of one of the grass covered storage areas in an overwatch position. Reporting in we settled in knowing this was going to take a while to resolve. Laying on our bellies we started looking around and it wasn't long before I noticed one of the local geckos just a few feet away from us.

Now some people say that the glow in the dark appearance of the geckos is just the way the moonlight reflects off their skin and then there are those who say those creepy little bastards actually glow in the dark. I am solidly in the latter category. I noticed that this particular gecko seemed to have a bluish tinge to it instead of the usual green and nudged my partner to show him. Ever seen one of those little fuckers that color" I asked? Slowly reaching out I put my hand down in front of the gecko in the hopes it would crawl up to it.

I had done this dozens of times so really didn't think much of it. Sure enough the little bugger crawled right into the palm of my hand. What I wasn't expecting was for it to crawl over to my thumb and try and wrap it's mouth it. I was more surprised than anything thing else as it didn't really hurt but I still shook my hand sending the gecko flying.

Looking at my thumb I didn't see any blood but as it was dark I missed the small nick to the side. Looking over at Smitty I saw him trying to contain his laughter after my gecko assault.

The drill eventually ended and before long we finished our midnight to four a. Waking up later that morning really sucked. I had been able to get about four and a half hours of sleep but it sure didn't feel like it.

My muscles were sore and I counted myself lucky to not have an accompanying headache. In truth it felt like I was coming down with the flu and I was pissed. After three days being locked down I was looking forward to cutting loose and relaxing.

Our relief and debriefing went surprisingly smooth and after grabbing some lunch I decided a nap was in order. I suppose if I had known how long I was going to be out for I might not have been in such a hurry. My dreams were full of strange and bizarre images that seemed to last for seconds and hours at the same time. I remember brief flashes of seeming lucidity where I felt like I was awake and screaming only to drift back into blissful oblivion once again.

The first truly coherent and clear sensation started with my ears. First it was the steady and double beep that only comes from a heart monitor.

Later I began to hear the occasional voice, sometimes distant and sometimes so close I could reach out and touch them. Before long I began to recognize the varying degrees of light and dark as the days passed.

I felt as if I was trying to surface as I swam through warm thick molasses. I didn't feel as if anything was in my mouth or throat but from time to time I felt as if I was being fed and my body was eating as if on autopilot.

The day I finally became fully aware and functional actually started out far more informative than I would have suspected. I had grown used to hearing people come in and while I couldn't always fully comprehend or react to them this morning it was all coming in clear. Jameson said, "without looking at the chart please give me your initial impression of this patient.

Without looking at the chart it is hard to say what else may be wrong with her. I was most decidedly a male. I wanted to call out bullshit but I decided to listen and see if I couldn't figure out what the fuck was going on. Based on the murmurs I gathered everyone agreed. While assigned to the island of Guam Sgt Riley contracted a retro virus that over the period of three years completely rewrote his DNA.

By the time the virus was finished his body had been completely transformed into what you see before you today. In fact she looks exactly the same as she did seven years ago, she does not seem to have aged in the slightest. If you happen to see her move don't worry about it. Several times she has seemingly woken up and started screaming incoherently. It has been several years since the last occurrence but just be aware.

Transformed by some retro virus? That certainly explains some of my dreams. My mind was racing so fast I nearly missed the next part. I felt my eyes slowly open as my body apparently decided it was finally time to rejoin the world. I couldn't help but laugh at the stunned expressions they were looking at me with. I guess they didn't actually expect me to wake up. Looking at the older gentleman who I assumed was Dr. Jameson I couldn't help but ask, "So doctor tell me.

Did you win the pool? Well since you are awake might as well get started. Jones go inform nurse Harris that Sgt Riley is fully awake, she didn't win the pool, and to start making the appropriate phone calls. As the doctor began his exam I found myself starting to take a better look at the people in the room. He had about a dozen medical students with him and I found myself not only appraising the women but the men as well. I suddenly realized he was talking to me and I had completely missed it.

What were you asking? The remainder of the day was a bit of a blur before the nurses finally kicked everyone out giving me a chance to get some rest.

I passed out almost immediately. The following morning turned into a continuation of yesterday. Tests of every shape and kind from blood work to cat scans. The most surprising test for me was the exercise stress test. For having done exactly zero exercise in the last ten years I was in vastly better shape than I had any right to be. I didn't have six pack abs before all of this but it was still surprising for my stomach to be as smooth and flat as it is. I have muscle tone where there should be none and am far more flexible than I should be.

The physical therapist said if she didn't know any better she would have thought I was a professional athlete.

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Ok probably not my best decision but in my defense it had been a while and the pussy was decent. Something you should know about Guam, the area I worked in we guarded weapons the military like to refer to as "special. I had been back on island about two weeks when things went strange for me. It was during a normal late night reaction drill that the bite occurred.

Do I know for a fact it was the bite? Nope, not a clue but it's the only thing I can think of. It wasn't even a real bite honestly but I'm getting ahead of myself. I was the lead of a two man patrol that we called "Sweat" and if you ever have the chance to walk around a tropical island in 30 lbs of combat gear you will have an idea where the name came from.

Knowing the Corps it might have been an acronym for something but I have never taken the time to find out, really wasn't that important to me.

Once the drill began my partner and I started running towards the reported location and set up on top of one of the grass covered storage areas in an overwatch position. Reporting in we settled in knowing this was going to take a while to resolve.

Laying on our bellies we started looking around and it wasn't long before I noticed one of the local geckos just a few feet away from us.

Now some people say that the glow in the dark appearance of the geckos is just the way the moonlight reflects off their skin and then there are those who say those creepy little bastards actually glow in the dark. I am solidly in the latter category. I noticed that this particular gecko seemed to have a bluish tinge to it instead of the usual green and nudged my partner to show him.

Ever seen one of those little fuckers that color" I asked? Slowly reaching out I put my hand down in front of the gecko in the hopes it would crawl up to it. I had done this dozens of times so really didn't think much of it. Sure enough the little bugger crawled right into the palm of my hand. What I wasn't expecting was for it to crawl over to my thumb and try and wrap it's mouth it. I was more surprised than anything thing else as it didn't really hurt but I still shook my hand sending the gecko flying.

Looking at my thumb I didn't see any blood but as it was dark I missed the small nick to the side. Looking over at Smitty I saw him trying to contain his laughter after my gecko assault. The drill eventually ended and before long we finished our midnight to four a. Waking up later that morning really sucked. I had been able to get about four and a half hours of sleep but it sure didn't feel like it.

My muscles were sore and I counted myself lucky to not have an accompanying headache. In truth it felt like I was coming down with the flu and I was pissed. After three days being locked down I was looking forward to cutting loose and relaxing.

Our relief and debriefing went surprisingly smooth and after grabbing some lunch I decided a nap was in order. I suppose if I had known how long I was going to be out for I might not have been in such a hurry. My dreams were full of strange and bizarre images that seemed to last for seconds and hours at the same time. I remember brief flashes of seeming lucidity where I felt like I was awake and screaming only to drift back into blissful oblivion once again.

The first truly coherent and clear sensation started with my ears. First it was the steady and double beep that only comes from a heart monitor. Later I began to hear the occasional voice, sometimes distant and sometimes so close I could reach out and touch them. Before long I began to recognize the varying degrees of light and dark as the days passed. I felt as if I was trying to surface as I swam through warm thick molasses.

I didn't feel as if anything was in my mouth or throat but from time to time I felt as if I was being fed and my body was eating as if on autopilot. The day I finally became fully aware and functional actually started out far more informative than I would have suspected. I had grown used to hearing people come in and while I couldn't always fully comprehend or react to them this morning it was all coming in clear.

Jameson said, "without looking at the chart please give me your initial impression of this patient. Without looking at the chart it is hard to say what else may be wrong with her. I was most decidedly a male. I wanted to call out bullshit but I decided to listen and see if I couldn't figure out what the fuck was going on. Based on the murmurs I gathered everyone agreed.

While assigned to the island of Guam Sgt Riley contracted a retro virus that over the period of three years completely rewrote his DNA. By the time the virus was finished his body had been completely transformed into what you see before you today. In fact she looks exactly the same as she did seven years ago, she does not seem to have aged in the slightest.

If you happen to see her move don't worry about it. Several times she has seemingly woken up and started screaming incoherently. It has been several years since the last occurrence but just be aware. Transformed by some retro virus? That certainly explains some of my dreams. My mind was racing so fast I nearly missed the next part.

I felt my eyes slowly open as my body apparently decided it was finally time to rejoin the world. I couldn't help but laugh at the stunned expressions they were looking at me with. I guess they didn't actually expect me to wake up. Looking at the older gentleman who I assumed was Dr. Jameson I couldn't help but ask, "So doctor tell me. Did you win the pool? Well since you are awake might as well get started.

Jones go inform nurse Harris that Sgt Riley is fully awake, she didn't win the pool, and to start making the appropriate phone calls.

As the doctor began his exam I found myself starting to take a better look at the people in the room.

He had about a dozen medical students with him and I found myself not only appraising the women but the men as well. I suddenly realized he was talking to me and I had completely missed it. What were you asking? The remainder of the day was a bit of a blur before the nurses finally kicked everyone out giving me a chance to get some rest. I passed out almost immediately. The following morning turned into a continuation of yesterday.

Tests of every shape and kind from blood work to cat scans. The most surprising test for me was the exercise stress test. For having done exactly zero exercise in the last ten years I was in vastly better shape than I had any right to be. I didn't have six pack abs before all of this but it was still surprising for my stomach to be as smooth and flat as it is. I have muscle tone where there should be none and am far more flexible than I should be. The physical therapist said if she didn't know any better she would have thought I was a professional athlete.

I am actually looking forward to seeing just what this new body can do. My parents came by and I was able to get some questions that had occurred to me answered.

The military had done an outstanding job covering up my situation which is why I was in a civilian hospital back in Phoenix not a military one. As soon as they could the Corps had promoted me and medically retired me. As long as I didn't raise a fuss they would pay me and I would have medical care for the rest of my life. I had contact information for the military attorney that would help me with all the paperwork to get my life rolling again. The only thing really causing me any issues was the loss of ten years.

Would my friends still be my friends or was I looking at having to start completely over? I asked my parents to not say anything until I was released from the hospital and was able to decide just where I wanted to go with my life. For some reason the whole being transformed into a female wasn't really an issue. No idea why but honestly I had too many other things to worry about. Later that night I was talking with Tiffany a cute blonde nurse who works the later shift. I realized my hands were holding my breasts, really feeling how heavy and firm they were for the first time.

I'm not used to judging the size from this angle," I asked. It suddenly dawned on me that I had no clue what clothing I was going to wear as obviously none of my old stuff would fit.

Hell I could only hope my stuff was at my parents house. You are a 36DD, trust me many of the women on this floor are very jealous of your body, me included. As to what you are going to wear don't worry about it, starting about a year ago people began been dropping off new clothes for you to wear.

It'll all work out. Now I've gotta run. Some kind of soldier? I didn't talk about my time in the army very much, it was true, and she never asked about it, so I guess that was all she could be expected to think.

She would soon find out that being in the army was much more than 'being a soldier'. Though I knew more than either of them thought I did, I approached Margaret like I had been completely blind-sided by this evening's events. I explained the conversation Laura and I had. I knew that Laura's dad was seriously whipped but before this all started I hadn't realized the true extent of it. She explained it much like Laura did. You just have to understand that women are the natural choice to be in charge, and we have to use whatever means are at our disposal to gain that advantage.

And the fact is that, despite what you might believe based on messages in popular culture, women need far more sex than men and can do it longer and better. We have to have more than one lover, and we need other men to serve in particular roles. Like my husband, Gary, your primary role is financial support and child rearing; do it well and you're rewarded accordingly with access to our bodies.

It has to be done at the beginning, to give you something to aspire to. Once you get more accepting of your role you'll get more opportunity to please her in those ways. Actually, she'll need you to. Since you're her husband and societal norms dictate that you be the one she lives with, she'll need you to help her remain clear-headed so she can properly run the family. Does this all make sense? It does make perfect sense.

I know this seems harsh and such a big change, but it won't take long for you to get into a rhythm and come to even enjoy the part you play. Do please make sure the girls are in bed by 9: We women are not unreasonable. And feel free to call me if you have any more questions. Perhaps I can answer them a little more clearly than Laura can.

She would not be physically harmed in any way, but I believed the means by which she would suffer would actually be more painful for her. You see, I was more than aware of what Laura's was planning to do. Laura was actually the one that had been too trusting. She assumed I would just go along with things on a day to day basis and that she had me fooled.

But there were things in her behavior that suggested things were changing. And so I contacted several of my brothers in arms to help me out by simply doing what they did best. Allen was the smartest of us all. He had been involved with the Intelligence units while we were overseas and had learned most everything there was to know about surveillance and electronic security. He had tapped our phones and bugged Laura's car, purse, and cell phone.

He had plenty of audio of her speaking with her mother, her friends, and her lover about what they were planning. I suspected some of her friends had plans to pull the same crap, depending on how Laura's attempt went. David had also worked within Intelligence, but he was more of a peon that Allen was.

David was one of the guys that had forged documents for various agents overseas. In civilian life he didn't do it anymore, but retained the knowledge to do so as it was needed.

And it was needed. David was also one of the best computer hackers there is. One of my commanders overseas, Mark, was now an executive in a company that did quite a bit of business overseas, and this gave him access to the company's private jet. He could use it as he felt necessary and had little in terms of reporting requirements. These guys were the grunts, but they were good at it. They were crack shots with their weapons and could move quietly with the best of them.

All of the guys were on alert, and at My request that the kids be in bed by 9: I had packed some suitcases for myself and the kids, mostly with things of personal and sentimental value.

There were some clothes, sure, but their toys made up the bulk of their packed belongings. We could buy more clothes. I loaded them in my car and then began my last drive over to the in-laws. I pulled up in front of Margaret and Gary's house. It was dark except for the light in the living room, where Laura's folks were watching TV.

I stepped out and found JCD in position watching the house. The subjects have been watching TV since 9: The husband has made a few trips into the kitchen for drinks and snacks but that is the extent of their movement thus far. We are ready to enter when you are; just say the word. If I hadn't known they were there even I wouldn't have been aware of them.

They were using just side arms; no automatics necessary for this particular operation. I simply stood and watched the living room and watched with interest as the guys entered the living room and quickly subdued Margaret and Gary. I sauntered slowly toward the house and entered through the front door. I could hear Margaret pleading. You must have the wrong people. We haven't done anything. Our granddaughters are asleep in the next room. Please just let us go. We won't say a word to anyone.

Don't keep us in suspense. You release us immediately or Laura will I suggest you just listen to what I'm about to tell you.

Please save your questions until the end. These guys were experts at this. Margaret and Gary would be stuck in those chairs until someone untied them or they somehow managed to break the chairs into pieces.

As tempting as it was to live my life in service to your daughter and cede all responsibility to her, I just don't think it will work for me. And since you were going along with it, and in fact encouraging it, well that means that you will suffer some consequences as well. I'm getting to all the information you need.

But since you asked, I'll answer that question now. Your consequence is the one that, in my opinion, will hurt you the most: But Laura is still young. Perhaps in time she will provide you with some replacements. But that's not my concern. We'll spare no expense to track you down. You know we have money. We'll find you and you'll be sorry. You do not, as you say, have money. Therefore, I've had to take the unfortunate step of having all of your bank accounts drained, except for just enough to keep you afloat for a month or two.

This includes your investment accounts, your k, and even that little secret bank account you and Laura opened as an escape fund that you didn't think I knew about. Before you can even think about going after me, you'll have to deal with a remarkably crushing debt load.

Gary, I hope you weren't planning to retire anytime soon. I, on the other hand, will never have to work again. He just glared at me, though I think part of him was hoping I'd offer to take him with me. Laura won't be able to afford the house, since she doesn't work, and with the mortgages I've taken out on it even selling the damn thing won't amount to anything for you.

Her credit cards have been canceled and yours have been nearly maxed out. You won't have enough money to pay attention. So she'll have to come live with you, and maybe between the 3 of you you'll be able to make it work. I'll even give you a little hint to help you out: We won't be here. And don't bother searching for Henry, Riley, or Lilly Weston. After tonight those people will no longer exist, at least not on paper.

We packed up their things as I explained that we were taking a little trip.

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