THE FEMME FATALE
Story by Nicole. Edited by Morthien.
Narrator: Nicole
Players: Morthien
Nicole: *your name is Andy and your 17 years old*
Nicole: *you are currently going to bed in a prison cell*
Nicole: *let me fill you in on the why and how*
Morthien: *laying on bed in prison*
Nicole: *you met an older gorgeous woman named Margret Ashcroft*
Nicole: *Margret is a tall, slender brunette*
Nicole: *35 and was married to a wealthy man named David Ashcroft*
Morthien: Older women lots of money. *grin*
Nicole: *Margret convinced you that David was abusing her and
that she was attracted to you*
Morthien: Of course women shouldn't be treated that way.
Nicole: *her seduction led to you murdering Mr.Ashcroft for her*
Nicole: *after you were arrested Margret turned on you*
Nicole: *she told the police you were a crazed stalker*
Morthien: Grrrr
Nicole: *and that you dreamed up your relationship with Margret*
Nicole: *she said she loved David dearly*
Morthien: How dare that bitch do this to me. *sigh* This just isn't fair.
Nicole: *this hurt worse than your life sentence*
Morthien: I really cared for her and thought she did the same for me.
Nicole: *the detectives swallowed her lies*
Morthien: Was going to get married too.
Nicole: *unknown to you the Gods sentenced Margret Ashcroft*
Nicole: *you awake no longer in a cold cell or on a cot*
Nicole: *you are laying in a huge very comfortable bed*
Morthien: This is a dream it has to be. *looks around*
Nicole: *long brown hair touches your shoulders*
Nicole: *the room is nice and warm*
Morthien: My hair? *sits up touching it* Hey wait my voice?
Nicole: *you are wearing a black teddy, and Margret's lawyer is in bed with you*
Morthien: *covers mouth* What the hell. *jumping out of the bed* A man!!
Nicole: *two wine glasses and a pack of cigarettes(long,slims)are on the night table*
Nicole:*you recognize your body as Margret's*
Morthien: That is the jerk who with that bitch... what the!! I can't be her!!
Nicole: *you have become the woman you used you and set you up!*
Nicole: *the lawyer wakes up*
Morthien: *gently touching my breasts* Talk about justice. *grins*
Nicole: What's the matter Margret? He asks.
Morthien: *looks up* Oh yeah that is me. Oh nothing.
Nicole: *he's about 40 with white hair and blue eyes, with an average build*
Nicole:*you can't believe you are talking with the voice that
deceived you so well*
Morthien: I'm rich, I'm gorgeous, and can do whatever I like with this body. I'm not locked away in a jail cell. *laughs*
Morthien: *pours self some wine* Seems the silver tongue is mine also. *grins*
Nicole: *you have been intimate with Margret for months and know you can impersonate her*
Morthien: All of this is mine?
Nicole: *you wonder if she is waking up in San Quentin as a teenage boy*
Nicole: Margret,why don't you come back to bed?
Morthien: *softly makes a toast* I hope she likes prison, and the others there. *takes sip*
Morthien: *then downs the rest of the glass*
Nicole: *the wine tastes great it's very expensive*
Morthien: In a second, I need to go ..... freshen up or something.
Morthien: Mmmmm all of it is mine. Even the well cultured tastes. *laughs*
Morthien: *gently massaging a breast*
Nicole: *you always admired Margret for her confidence and style*
Morthien: *walk toward the bathroom*
Nicole: *it feels good even though 35 her figure is still as good as it was at 20 when she modeled lingerie*
Morthien: *pose in front of mirror*
Morthien: *thinking* ~what was that snakes name~
Nicole: ~Dan Parker~
Nicole: *you see the reflection that turned you on, that you loved and hate*
Morthien: Mmmm well this is all mine. *wicked smile* Hate that it had to be this way, but.
Nicole: *the bathroom is bigger than your cell was*
Morthien: Hmmm maybe should visit "Andy" tomorrow. *laughs*
Morthien: *walks back out*
Nicole: You did tell the police that you didn't hate him you felt sorry for the troubled kid.
Morthien: So Dan, is it possible for me to see that worthless freak.
Morthien: No telling what prison has done to him. *slight smile*
Nicole: Want to gloat? You are a very bad girl Marge.
Morthien: That I am aren't I. *walks over to Dan*
Nicole: *you see the desire for you in Dan's eyes*
Morthien: Hmmm I wonder. *grins at Dan*
Nicole: What baby?
Morthien: *softly* Just hope I can do this.
Morthien: *jumps into the bed*
Nicole: *you wonder if you should mimic Margret's aggressive lovemaking*
Morthien: So Dan wanna play?
Nicole: *Dan is aroused*
Morthien: *looking at him* You like don't you.
Nicole: Oh yes!
Morthien: *sit up* Well lets see what we can do.
Nicole: *you copy Margret's techniques that made you fall so deep for her*
Morthien: *thinking* ~Hope I can do this, I'm not to big on men. But I am Marge now.~ *laughs*
Morthien: Wow, I didn't realize it was like this.
Nicole: *unfortunately its too much for Dan and he orgasms before you*
Morthien: *thinking* ~She lied to me.~
Nicole: *the sex was good but if you had a better lover well*
Nicole: *Dan sees the look on your face and then starts licking you between your legs*
Morthien: Hmmmm.
Nicole: *soon after you experience your first female orgasm, it is incredible*
Morthien: Oh my god I can't believe this, it is so great!
Nicole: *afterwards you find yourself craving one of Margret's cigarettes*
Nicole: *even though you thought she looked sexy smoking you used to hate the smell*
Morthien: *get up and get one, then light it up*
Morthien: *take a drag of it*
Nicole: *you see yourself in the mirror and can't believe you aren't really her*
Nicole: *you move just like her*
Morthien: This is just so freakish.
Nicole: *you find the cigarette very enjoyable*
Morthien: Mmmmm
Nicole: *you see that Dan is smitten with you*
Morthien: *grins evilly*
Nicole: *he is looking at your ass*
Morthien: You like it don't you.
Nicole: I think I love you Margret.
Morthien: Your just saying that.
Nicole: Even though I know you don't love me.
Nicole: *he gets up and heads for the bathroom*
Morthien: *follow him, with two glasses of wine* Well you never know.
Nicole: I have to get going. Need to meet with a client at 10.
Nicole: *he turns on the shower*
Morthien: *looks at a clock* Ok if your sure.
Nicole: Please don't. I have to go. Don't be mad.
Morthien: *sits on the toilet sipping the wine, a cigarette in the other hand* Very well then.
Nicole: Can I see you tonight?
Morthien: Sure.
Nicole: *Dan showers and gets dressed in a designer suit*
Morthien: *I watch him*
Nicole: *he kisses you and says I'll call you later*
Morthien: *returns the kiss* I'll be waiting. *smiles*
Morthien: *thinking* ~I can't believe I'm doing this~
Nicole: *you have servants and live in the Ashcroft estate*
Nicole: Are you going to visit Andy in prison?
Morthien: Yes.
Nicole: *what are you going to wear,you have closets full of designer clothes and shoes*
Morthien: Hmmm *look through them and set aside the outfit I liked seeing her in the most*
Nicole: *are you going to take a limo or drive your Mercedes to San Quentin?*
Morthien: Limo. After all I am Margret, so why should I act otherwise. *grin*
Nicole: The guard says it's not a visiting day for Mr.Hill, maam. *eyes your breasts*
Morthien: *sigh* Well I was just wondering how he was doing.
Morthien: Poor thing he is so messed up, probably needs help.
Nicole: Well,I'll give my supervisor a call.
Nicole: *they let you see him,a guard standing nearby*
Nicole: *Andy looks terrible thin and pale wearing a drab uniform*
Morthien: Mr. Hill how are you? *look at him*
Nicole: *he looks shocked to see you*
Nicole: Is that you Andrew? Please help me? *he whispers to you*
Nicole: I was going to get Dan to represent you for your appeal.
Nicole: Change me back please. I can't take it in here.
Morthien: *looks at him* I'll see what I can do but what you did was horrible.
Nicole: I love you. I was scared they were going to lock me up too.
Morthien: Andrew you are locked up.
Nicole: You must not like being me. If we change back we will get married I promise.
Nicole: What are you saying darling?
Morthien: *softly* I didn't at first, but I'm getting use to it. *grins*
Nicole: *horrified face*
Nicole: You sick pervert! Give me back my body this instant!
Morthien: *move close to him*
Nicole: The guard asks you, are you alright Mrs. Ashcroft?
Morthien: *jumps back* WHAT!! Your insane.
Morthien: He is insane.
Nicole: *the guard grabs the teenager*
Morthien: I think prison life has gotten to him, he thinks he is me.
Nicole: You are going to pay! You little bastard body thief!
Nicole: That's my dress you creep!
Nicole: *the guard takes Andrew Hill to his cell*
Morthien *act as if I'm in utter horror* He is out of his mind.
Nicole: *you go back to your limo and your new life*
THE END?
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