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The Harem Guest Part Two < "Madame Jacqueline?"
Jacques heard a voice.
"Madame Jacqueline, your breakfast is ready"
Strange. Why should anyone call him Jacqueline? Unless....
Jacques jumped off his bed. He is naked. Or, to be more precisely, SHE is naked.
Dazed, she looked around, looking for a mirror. Ah, there's a mirror. A huge, Persian mirror. With Bouraq reliefs all over it. Bouraq is the Arabian version of Greek's Pegasus, the winged steed. A mythical, magical animal.
And magic surely happened to Jacques.
She looked at herself in the mirror. Jacques, or should we say Jacqueline, has been totally transformed into a woman. Gone are his masculine hairs. Now SHE has a smoooooth body.. and...
Jacqueline touched her chest. Sure enough, she found a pair of breasts. With a bright pink nipple, which matches her white skin perfectly. It's a bit on the average side, but it fits very perfectly to her body frame.
Oh, yeah. Her body frame. Before her transformation to Jacqueline, Jacques was a six foot two, two hundred pounds men. Now he has been transformed into a slightly overweight, six foot two, two hundreds pound women. With a real pair of breasts. Real? Jacqueline reached around her breasts. She couldn't find any trace of sutures. She squeezed her breasts lightly. She cannot sense any kind of silicon bag. Jesus Christ! it must be real! Which brings her to...
Jacqueline lowered her gaze.. she looked between her legs
No more penis
No more balls
No more pubic hairs
What she has is, appropriately enough, female genitals. Bright pink inner labia, reddish-brown outer labia. A protruding clit, quite big for a woman. Jacqueline touched her clit, and she felt a ticklish sensation. With caution she put a finger on her vagina.. and yes, it DOES feels like a real vagina!!
"Madame Jacqueline?"
Jacqueline looked around, and she saw a familiar face. She's a tall, blond caucasian with a fashion model's body and a seductive smile.
"Inga?"
Inga nodded and smiled. "Ah, glad you remember me, Madame".
"What happened to me?"
"Well.. we operated on you. In accordance to your request, we turn you into a woman. We put you into a deep anasthetics for about four days. We operated you on the first day and, using a new recuperative rays method, we heal the operational wounds within two days. All those times you are soundly asleep & get your daily nutrition through intravenal injections. Sheik Ali had access to all those experimental health technology, and sure enough they worked, especially in your case. Off course, this transformation are reversible, you can always transform back into Messieur Jacques anytime you desire. But while you are still in woman form, we shall address you as Madame Jacqueline".
Inga paused forawhile, then continue.
"Oh, by the way, we also did our best to beautify you. We re-do your face, we tightened your skin, removing any wrinkles and cellulites. We created semi-real breasts for you by injecting a saline pouch beneath your pectoral muscles. That's why you find no suture there. But off course, we cannot make you lose weight. Sorry, but you are a bit overweight, so we cannot give you a fashion-model type body. Another thing. We cannot create a womb and ovaries for you, so you need to have hormone shots regularly. This is the best we can do for now..".
Jacqueline looked at the mirror once again. Her face is, well, a feminine form of Jacques. She must admit that she doesn't looks too bad as a lady. Well in fact she looked like a 50 years old woman who managed to keep herself free of wrinkles. A bit overweight to be sure, especially around the middle. Oh, and with an above-average hips too...and about not having womb and ovaries? "Ah, so what, I am not going to make babies anyway.." that's what she said to herself.
"So therefore, now that you are a woman, you are free to enter Sheik Ali's harem and make love, lesbian style, to his concubines"
And off she went. For seven weeks and seven nights, Jacqueline savored the beauty of Sheik Ali's concubines. She took a bath with them, in Sheik Ali's immense swimming pool, adorned with spice and oriental fragrance which beat any Body Shop products. Sheik Ali has chosen his most beautiful concubines to keep Jacqueline company. Girls from Lebanon, Egypt, Turkey, even some Jewish girls from North Africa and dark-skinned girls from Ethiopia. All of them are beautiful and none of them ever said NO to any of Jacqueline's wishes. While nearly all of the Sheik's concubines are heterosexual, they are not lesbians in any sense, they nevertheless do whatever she told them to do.
While the concubines are not trained lesbians, Jacqueline nevertheless really enjoyed their services. She learned to enjoy the pleasant feeling of having her clit licked or her breasts sucked. She also learned that the clit is much more sensitive than a penis, so direct stimulation is not always preferrable. And she also learned that a woman's orgasm is much different than a man's.
Jacqueline really learns a lot about female orgasm. As Jacques, she remembers that his orgasm centered around his penis. But as Jacqueline, she understands the joys of womanly orgasm, where the waves of pleasure shook her entire being, and the female genitals is just another open door to reach the deepest, innermost intimacy that a woman can get from her own orgasm. Truly, a woman's orgasm is much more intense than a man's in so many way...
On the other hand, she also learned that she simply cannot satisfy the Sheik's concubines. They served her well, but they doesn't seemed to enjoy servicing her or being serviced by her. Because she is a woman, and you just can't force lesbian love to a non lesbian. From here, Jacqueline also learned that a woman's number one sexual organ is her brain. She now understand that a woman can never have a good orgasm unless she is in the good mood, or in the right mindset.
Jacqueline is lucky that Elle, Inga and Aisha is always around, they are just a phone call away wherever she needs more experienced clit-lickers. However, she also quickly found out that all three nurses are very straight. They know how to make love as lesbians, but they never consider themselves as such. "Well Madame, we like serving you, but then, to us it is just an obligation, we dont do this for our own pleasure.. we need a real penis to really get off!!..."
After weeks of enjoying lesbian love, Jacqueline requested an audience with the Sheik. And off course, she got it.
"Ahh.. my dear friend Jacques.. or shall I call you Madame Jacqueline? Wow.. you looked great as a woman, just as great as when you are a man!"
Sheik Ali hugged and kissed Jacqueline on her cheeks.
"So, how's your days at my Harem? I hope you enjoy being there"
"Sheik Ali, Mon Ami, words alone cannot fathom my gratitude to you. I had a great time at your Harem, perhaps the greatest time in my life. I am forever indebted to your kindness. I would love to spend more time there, but still, I got to go because I remember I have lots of business to be taken care of in my beloved country, France".
"Ah. Off course. I am sure you missed your wonderful country, your spring climate, your women and wine, and off course your splendid Chateau, right? Ok, I will arrange your departure very soon. But off course, you have to undergo the operation to change you back into a man"....
< Dear all you good readers, there are THREE choices on which you can end this story. Please put yourself in Jacqueline's situation, and pick your option :
A. If you'd rather return home to France as Jacqueline, it means you pick Option "A"
B. If you'd rather return home to France as Jacques, It means you pick the Option "B"
C. If you'd rather have the best of both worlds, It means you pick the most engaging option, Option "C"
< Continued to Part III
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