Posted by: Jerrie526 on Monday, July 19, 2004 - 03:35 AM 
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Jennifer has been kidnapped and now must undergo a torturous treatment at the hands of her kidnappers. Fear not, she and her sister are rescued.
My Niece's Talent
Part 3
By Jerrie526
Chapter 7 - Reunion
As I slowly regained awareness, I felt a hand on my forehead. A voice called my name. "Jennifer, wake up, please? Come on Jennifer. I haven't seen you for so long. Please wake up."
Once I realized that it was Ashley, my eyes popped open. "I'm awake Ashley, but I feel horrible. Where am I?" I asked.
"Oh, I’m so happy to see you. You don't know how hard it has been. But for some reason, I knew you hadn’t given up on me. How long have I been gone? They get me up at such different times and don't let me sleep long."
"You’ve been gone a month, sister dear."
"A month? Oh, my gosh, it seemed like so much shorter. How's momma doing?"
"She’s been worried sick. When I found out that I could feel how you were doing, we were at least cheered up that you were alive. The police had almost given up on you until I told them."
"You could really feel me? I thought that I could feel you too, but I just thought it was my mind playing funny tricks on me. But I kept hoping that it was true. Do you think they have any idea where we are?"
Worried about any hidden microphones in the room, I replied, "I don't know, but I think the police have a line on something, or they would have said something to mom and me."
I didn't get any chance to say anything else. The door clicked twice as it was unlocked and opened. I recognized the man in the doorway as one of the people I had described under hypnosis. I had been shown all the pictures they had drawn from my memories and I couldn’t believe how accurate it was; this guy had been drawn dead-on. He looked like someone's father and I hoped that he wasn’t the nasty person that Ashley's feelings made him out to be.
He regarded us for a moment before speaking. "Both of you get up. We have more tests to run. Jerrie, you are the current object of our interest. If you make a move or shout, you will be severely punished.” He smiled grimly. “No, wait, let me rephrase that. Ashley will be severely punished. You’re old enough to know that I have no reason to bluff. Do we understand each other, Jerrie?"
Scared, but for Ashley's sake, I could only nod my agreement.
"Ok, follow me and no funny business." He turned and we followed him out of the room. He led us down long hallways and made turns that made no sense unless he was trying to confuse us. I had the impression we had come complete circle and were about to go back to the same door we had come from. Finally, we entered a lab full of all sorts of medical equipment with many vials for blood and other, less obvious samples. My skin crawled. I hated needles, and I had a good idea I was going to be poked and prodded a lot.
"Get on the table." He ordered me. I hesitated only slightly and he raised a closed fist by Ashley’s head. That threat got me on the table. He turned to my sister. "Ashley, go sit in the chair by that desk, and be quiet. You know what happens when you disobey." Her eyes widened and she moved to the chair.
And then he turned his attention to me. Emotionlessly, as if he did this every day, he strapped me to a table. Then he stuck a needle in my arm and withdrew ten vials of blood. I swallowed when he brought a really long needle around on a tray. He rolled an ultrasound unit over on a cart and rolled up my blouse, applying some gel to my belly before moving a wand over it. I couldn’t see the monitor, but he found whatever he was looking for fast enough. I cringed when he grabbed the syringe; the thing looked like it was a mile long. I screamed when he plunged it into my abdomen as deep as it would go, dwindling off to a whimper as he found the right organ.
The fluids he sucked out of me were enough to make me queasy, so I stopped trying to watch what he did. Next, he completely removed my clothes and checked my skin. Feeling his hands on me, I could only lay there feeling dirty and used. He took some sort of sickle-shaped instrument that I had never seen before and started scraping my skin over my chest and belly. It was the worst pain I had ever felt. I screamed. I screamed until I was hoarse, gradually winding down to sobbing. I was left with bleeding streaks all over my chest where he had removed layers of skin. During a pause in the action, I looked over at Ashley. She was crying too. She knew what I was going through and there was nothing she could have said to ease my suffering.
I tried my best to will away the pain, but he kept on scraping. All of a sudden, a loud klaxon horn went off and he jerked away from me, startled. The agony and fire coursing through my slight body was finally too much for me, and I gratefully slid into unconsciousness.
Chapter 8 - Another recovery
This time when I awoke, my first thoughts were of pain – I didn't feel any. Subconsciously, I had been expecting to feel what had had been in my last thoughts just before I had fainted. I knew I was back in a hospital because I could smell the antiseptic scent that all hospitals seem to have in common.
I wasn't strapped down onto the bed I was in and that was certainly a good sign. I yawned and stretched my body to get the stiffness out of it and because I could. My movements brought a flurry of activity in my direction. My good old friend the doctor, the one that had helped bring me into my new life, was there smiling.
"Well, Jennifer, it seems that you have an uncanny ability to find trouble. I would have thought that you had had enough when you were transformed, but here we are finding you abducted like your sister.”
"How were they able to locate me?" I asked.
"When you underwent the hypnosis, they discussed things with your mother and they implanted a locator in your body that uses your own electrochemical system to power it. They just followed it until they found you. It was great luck that Ashley was there with you. It certainly saved them a lot of effort tracking her down in that maze. Your mom feels really bad about not telling you about it and the reasons for doing it. She was going to tell you but never got the chance. They took you earlier than anyone expected them to."
"Did they kill anyone? I hope they killed that sadist who was ripping my skin off before they came in."
He gave me a look. "No, they didn’t kill anyone. Everyone surrendered and not a shot was fired. Although, the sadist who was working you over somehow found himself having an accident. He fell down a flight of stairs and broke his arm, had one of his legs broken in three places, and suffered a few broken ribs." He said that with a chuckle in his voice.
I lay back in the bed and breathed a little easier. "Do they know who these people are? I mean, I would hate to them come looking for us again to finish their business with us." For the first time in my life, I was frightened of the possibility of being hurt.
"They were our own laboratory people, turned rogue. They kept the whole thing quiet from the majority of the people in the lab because of the fact they kidnapped someone. After one person turned them over to the police, which the police were unable to substantiate, no one outside a core group of five knew anything about the plot. The person who turned them in disappeared shortly afterwards. Then they set up a second lab away from the main lab and away from everyone else. They had to work at night because of having to work their regular jobs in addition to the things they were doing with Ashley. They had thought they had found the fountain of youth in Ashley. Ashley told me that you told her in a dream how to stop making the oil. When she stopped, it frustrated them to no end. When they could get no more oil from Ashley, they had to turn their attention on the second best option. You. They could not tell whether you would be able to help them or not but they had to try anyway. You will be happy to know that nobody will be out of jail any time soon."
"Is Ashley able to make the oil again?" I asked.
He shrugged. "As far as we have been able to determine, she can’t produce the oil any more. That might just be a good thing for all of us. It will remove the temptation of causing harm to you two."
I let out a deep sigh. I was relieved about that. But then something tickled my mind. It felt like someone laughing at me. Ashley! She was reading my mind! I thought back at her, 'How are you doing that? Get out of my head!' My thoughts were greeted with more mental laughter. ‘But Jennifer, this is so much fun being able to talk like this!’ She was enjoying this.
I caught a quick thought from her, 'We’ll talk later. I can’t say anything around the hospital people or momma. We’re out in the lobby waiting for permission to come in your room.'
"Doc, would it be ok if I see mom and my sister? I’m sure that they would like to see me again."
"Sure, I think they are waiting outside for you to awaken. Let me go get them." He left the room. A few seconds, Mom and Ashley strolled into the room. I was thinking about how I noticed as time passed that my former sister and new mom had fully settled into her role as mother. I did my part, as well, being Ashley’s sister. It was easier that way and I came to love her as my own mother. There were only a few uncomfortable times that she or I would say something that brought back the old life and they became fewer and fewer.
"Hi Mom. Hi Ashley. I hope I didn't worry you too much."
"No sweetie. But you did worry me when you disappeared. I’m so glad the police were able to provide that locator for you. Without it, we never would have found either of you at all. I am just sorry that I did not have the chance to tell you about it before they abducted you. But once they arrested everyone there, they found the people in the drawings. They were the people in charge of the ‘youth project,’ as they called it."
"I’m sorry to have caused you trouble. Especially, since I haven’t been your daughter very long. It is not what I would call a great beginning." I was a bit worried that she would hold it against me.
"You have nothing to be worried about. You did nothing wrong except to try to live your life. Other people tried to interfere with that. They are the ones that should and will be punished, not you."
I was relieved. "Thanks mom. I love you. You too, sis."
Ashley piped up, "I love you too. If it had not been for you and your mental suggestions to me, I never would have learned to control the oil, or even be out of that place. No wait, before you say anything, I learned a lot about myself, too. I can shut the oil off and turn it back on whenever I felt like it, but I’m not telling the medical people!”
I thought about it briefly. "I think as long as they think that you can’t make the oil, you’ll be safe. We have to keep that between the three of us. I don't think we can trust anyone not to ever do this sort of thing again. If it happens again they might end up killing us both."
Mom came over and touched my hair. "Well, we will go and let you rest. The doctor says you healed up nicely and will be ready to go home in a couple of days. In a few days you’ll be going back to school." Mom reached down and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead. Ashley followed suit but just gave me a hug. Then they were gone.
Chapter 9 - Settling back down and settling in
My new life picked up where I had left off when I was abducted. School resumed and I continued to excel. The teacher was so proud of me because I had come so far in such a relatively short time. I couldn’t tell her that I had already gone through this before. I had the best grades in the class and I aced every test. Ashley was jealous of me, and I had to remind her that I was still an adult inside, that eventually she would catch up with me. If anything, I had to dumb myself down to interact on her age level.
So began a pattern of education that continued until I graduated high school again. I rarely ever studied for anything and my mind did a lot of wandering in class. I found the classes boring, especially when a teacher would stand and ramble on about something I had known for decades. Sometimes, I would surprise a teacher with a bit of brilliance, but I tried to limit it to once a class.
Meanwhile, Ashley and I tried to learn more about the oil. She could turn it on and off at will, but that was all; she never did discover why or how. I, on the other hand, had my suspicions about its capabilities ever since the discussion with the doctor in the hospital just after I had transformed into Jennifer.
The chemicals were used to try to fatten up steers headed for slaughter, but that it transformed them into cows without a uterus. At the same time, they had been given estrogens, also as an aid to fattening. Then I come along, a post-op transsexual, make contact with the oil, and transform into a near twin of my niece – with a uterus.
I was beginning to have my suspicions that Ashley could control the oil enough that if the right person came along, she could transform them into a female. I told Ashley my theory and she could not dispute it. But we were supposed to be too young to know about these sort of things. Serious exploration would have to wait until both of us were out of high school and possibly through college.
So it went. Both Ashley and I breezed through school. I had the previously referred to experience and she took advantage of it. I became a second teacher to her and she taught me what it was really like to be 100% female. I am happy to say that by the time I was again fifteen, I considered myself 100% female. I had all the wants and desires, as well as being able to speak like a teenage girl.
Since Mom and Ashley had gotten the full settlement from the accident, we never wanted for anything. We both had money set aside for college and I think both of us were looking to possibly go into biochemistry, but Ashley more so than I. I wanted to become a doctor specializing in transgenderism. I had a lot more work ahead of me than I had ever had before. Being a doctor took a lot of years and time, as well as effort. I didn’t like the thought of having to cut open cadavers and the stuff that came along with it, but I knew that if I set my mind to it, I could do it.
With those goals in mind, both Ashley and I went through High School, graduating with honors. It was really funny because we both wound up as the class valedictorian. We could study together and our mind link permitted us to cheat on any test we took. Not that I would call it cheating, I was always the one being asked the questions. I would try not to tell her, but we had found out that when I was asked something in our mental mode, I would answer it without knowing that I did. When she picked the answer from my brain, she would always give me a little giggle. I couldn’t help myself; I just had to giggle along with her. She knew it irked me to just give her the answers, but really, it didn’t matter. She was an excellent student and almost always knew the answer anyway. It was her idea of a joke to ‘steal’ it from me.
Finally the day of high school graduation came and went, and we entered the greater world. We had our goals in mind as we stepped out those doors for the last time. It was time to make them come true.
End Part 3
Note: TG transformation chemical SF age regression rated-M
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