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Body and Soul (part 13)
Body and Soul (part 13)
The car scraped the road as it landed fairly heavily and then continued speeding into town. Dan was cursing it with every swear word in his extensive vocabulary. His old car would have been there by now. He had his foot to the floor in this pink joke of a car but couldn't get anything like a decent speed out of it.
"CAREFUL!!" Shouted the man in the passenger seat next to him as they barely cleared a tree going round a corner.
"I know what I'm doing, alright! I can drive." Dan shot back.
"I just don't want to pick you out of a second car wreck."
"Don't worry, I haven't been drinking this time." This didn't seem to reassure Jothan much, but he kept quiet except to guide Dan.
After his bath that morning, he had decided to wear a fairly revealing short white dress. Some light make-up and he was ready. He looked at himself in the mirror. For the first time, he had gone for something that had emphasised his femininity rather than hiding it. He still wasn't sure if he wanted to reveal that much cleavage, but he could always change before going out.
"You seem to be settling in well." Came a voice from the doorway.
Dan spun around in shock to see a familiar face. "Jothan?" It was the angel that had removed his soul after his car accident. "What are you doing here."
"Well, I shouldn't actually be here. There are rules against direct contact with the living. I can't interfere, but you can."
"What's wrong?" Dan asked.
"Samantha is paying the price for failing The Dark One. I want you to help her."
"Help her! Are you mad? You know what she tried to do!"
"She was dying, in great pain. She had done enough good in her life to go up when she passed on. In this time of weakness He approached her with an offer. In her pain it seemed like her only chance. But now she regrets what she has done and wants to get away from the evil one. She can't do that on her own."
Dan was half tempted to tell Jothan where to go. But he knew his conscience wouldn't let him. "Okay. Where is she?"
"I'll guide you, come on."
Now they were speeding into town. Jothan seemed to dislike the silence. "So... how are you doing?"
"Okay, I guess." He thought for a minute. "Uh... I do have a question."
"Sure. Ask me anything."
"When I first arrived in this body I was solidly heterosexual. I mean I liked women. But recently... I've noticed some attraction to men." He was blushing now, but this would be the only chance to ask someone.
"It could be due to a lot of things, the female hormones in your body. The brain you are using is female and there are slight differences between that and your old male one. Your soul is acclimatising to your new body, your behavioural patterns won't be rewritten but it will adapt to its new host. Of course, every human is in some way bisexual and maybe that side of you is emerging now." He looked at the angry look on Dan's face. "But I doubt that's the case with you." He added. "But don't worry, these changes won't overwhelm you. You have the strength of personality to overcome them. If you want to. Turn right here."
The younger cop stroked Samantha's aroused nipples. She gasped in pleasure and arched her back to meet his caresses. In her mind she tried to gather her mental forces to break away. So far, she had only sucked off the older cop. She was glad he was more into that than intercourse. However, the younger one was obviously about to mount her. Being a woman could be fun, if she was in control, just to see what it was like. But she could end up being a whore for life and she didn't trust her master at all.
The older cop went back to the front seat to recover while the younger one climbed on top of her. She felt her tight skirt being hitched up. This isn't happening! She cried to herself while her voice begged him to fuck her. The cop unzipped himself and pulled his hard cock free. "Ready or not, here I come baby." He said.
Samantha stared up into his leering face as he suddenly shot backwards out of the car door. "Come on, run for it!" Yelled a woman's voice. In one tremendous effort Samantha regained control of her body and climbed over the dazed policeman. Dan had grabbed his heels and yanked him out into the street.
What the hell was Dan up to? Why was he helping her? Dan gestured to her and then started running round the corner. The older cop struggled out of the car trying to do his belt up. He saw the blond hooker follow the black haired woman round the corner. He sighed and helped the younger cop up. The younger man staggered to his feet and said "Hurry up, we can still get them!"
The older cop shook his head wearily, "What sort of story do you think they'll tell if we do arrest them. Just let it go."
Samantha ran to Dan's car, holding her breasts as she did so. She didn't have a bra on and this body was not designed with running in mind. She barely made it inside before Dan gunned the engine and raced down the street and away. "Why?" He asked Dan.
"A friend asked me to. I might dislike what you've done, but no one deserves that. Your boss did it to me."
"Yeah, I know. I regret ever listening to him, but what can I do about it now?"
"Get away from him." Dan said simply.
"How? he can be anywhere he wants to."
"I asked the same thing of my friend. There is one place he can't go. Heaven." He pulled into the road near a church. "It's only been here a year or so apparently. But a church is a church. Come on."
As they walked into the building Dan said. "It's a little like embassies, they are treated as part of the home territory of whoever runs the place. Each church is in essence a part of Heaven. You'll be safe here."
"But I can't stay here for the rest of my life. He owns my soul anyway, so he'll win in the end."
"Not necessarily, you tell her Jothan." Dan said to thin air.
Samantha looked around her convinced Dan had cracked under the strain. In a small shower of light a young looking man appeared in front of her. She leapt back behind Dan.
"It's okay. I'm a friend," he said with a friendly smile.
"He's one of the good guys." Dan said
"Your deal with the evil one was to bring Simon to him," Jothan explained. "If you had succeeded, then your soul would have been tipped towards evil. At the moment you have done just enough good acts in your life to go up when you die."
Samantha couldn't decide whether to trust him or not, the last few months had been without hope for her. When the Devil had freed her from her physical agony just to replace it with mental torture she had almost resigned herself to damnation. Now, at last, she felt hope.
Dan turned to her, "I know better than anyone what you've been through. I can't promise anything, but I'll do all I can."
Samantha felt tears in her eyes, after all she had done to Dan he had still wanted to help her. On an impulse the two hugged. If either of them noticed the feminine gesture they pretended not to.
"Jothan will help you settle in. I'll be back when I can."
Samantha nodded and Dan hurried outside. By the church boundary stood a tall man with sunglasses and an ornate walking stick. Dan walked as near as he dared to him.
"Where is she?" The man demanded in his clipped English tones.
"Don't you know?"
"Bring her to me." Dan could feel the command sapping at his will.
He shook his head. "NO! You won't do that to me again! You want her, you go in there and get her yourself!"
The tall man was silent for several moments. "It is of no matter. In time, she will return to me. You cannot win, Simon will be mine." He turned and strode to a limousine which Dan hadn't noticed before. He slid inside it and it drove silently down the street.
Dan breathed out slowly, how was he going to stop him? He walked warily to his own car and drove down to Simon's fitness center. He had just pissed off the most powerful evil creature in all creation, how could he protect Simon?
Simon looked up surprised when Dan strolled in. Dan saw Simon's eyes widen in appreciation of his alluring outfit. "Don't worry Alison. I haven't taken them off."
Dan smiled, "good. They're much better than your scratchy shorts aren't they?"
Simon's face reddened a bit. "They feel... different. So are you here just to check up on me?"
"No, I am here to help you." He walked over to the desk and started to help Simon with his paperwork. Simon was initially nervous about his wife's appearance, convinced she was up to something.
Soon however he calmed down and they moved closer together as Simon explained the operations of the centers in detail to Dan. As Dan leaned over the desk Simon put his arm around him. Dan found it comforting and not a little erotic.
As the day passed Dan kept watch for anything out of the ordinary, but nothing happened. He was sure that he had angered the tall man so much he would have been back for retribution. Maybe he had decided to cut his losses. Dan desperately wanted to believe that, but it seemed highly unlikely. Before they headed home Dan suggested they go to a restaurant. Simon agreed enthusiastically and they went to a fairly upmarket place.
Dan could understand what Alison had seen in Simon. He was an excellent conversationalist and was genuinely witty. Perhaps I haven't seen him in the best light, thought Dan. Throughout their meal Simon and Dan made thinly veiled allusions about what they'd do with each other when they got home. Dan felt himself becoming aroused by their talk. He wanted Simon to fill him up, to bring him to the height of ecstasy. He
genuinely desired Simon. It still felt very strange to have a pussy instead of a cock, but Dan was at last reasonably comfortable with the idea of his new life.
And he wanted to share it with Simon. On his terms of course.
"I can't do that! It's highly illegal!"
"But you WILL do it. Because I command it."
"I'll be found out! I'll lose my job!"
"A job I gave you. A job I can take away if you disobey me. I own you."
"I s-suppose I can do it. If I'm very careful, but why do you want me to close them down?"
"Never you mind. Just find a reason to shut those fitness centers down!"