Girlfriend with Testing Device Ch. 11

I took a deep breath as I set the device as best I could. The damn thing's not exactly labeled, so I was a little nervous, but it had seemed to work fine the last time I had used it.

I took a deep breath as I eyed my target. It was that lawyer girl from earlier, the naked one in the front row. Thank goodness she was still there, still trying to hide her huge donkey-like dick flopping under the briefcase in her lap. She'd been waving that thing around all night. God, what a beautiful cock. What a perfect symbol of femininity. I couldn't think of anything else I'd rather have between my legs. Especially not this stupid male jock vagina I had.

So when no one was looking... Zzzzttttt! I squirmed in my chair. Oh my gosh. The sudden rush of feeling, both foreign and familiar, the sudden difference in sensation... I sat bolt upright. This was so different. My skirt didn't support this one bit. But it felt so good. Tentatively, I gave the head a little rub. I blushed as it pulsed. Oh my god.

"Hey, Evan?" came a voice from behind me.

I jumped. Fuck. It was Elizabeth. Did she know? Uhg. She had her top buttons undone now. That's not fair. Even after all this, she still seemed so goddamn hot. I clammed up. I gasped a little as my dick began to stiffen. What a wonderfully feminine sensation. It reminded me of my time on stage - I couldn't remember exactly how, but I had the oddest sense of deja-vu. Still, I didn't trust her, so I scooted away, clutching the device to my chest.

"Evan, I... I wanted to confess one more thing. To you. Alone."

"Oh?" I raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

"One of the things I swapped... I made you um... I myself hot... so that you'd like me..."

She gestured down at herself. I eyed her rugged manly curves. She hadn't needed to do that, I'd always found her sexy.

"And I was going to swap myself back, because, well, I like dudes. But, like," she fumbled for the right words. "Shit, this is hard to say. Don't tell Ellen or anything, but I really liked the way you looked at me. Like.. you're a good guy, Evan, and I wish there were more guys like you out there. And when you looked at me - finally - it made me feel so good. So um. Don't tell Ellen, but could you be the one to switch my attractiveness back? And um... as you do, could you touch the device as well? I want you to keep seeing me as beautiful. "

"I... I don't know..." I frowned. "Elizabeth, you never needed the device to be beautiful, you know that right?"

"You know, you told me that before I swapped too." She laughed. "See? That's sweet Evan. Total bullshit, but so, so sweet. That's why I love you. Ellen is really lucky to have you. I just wish I could find someone like you."

"Elizabeth," I gave her a small smile, "you're really special. A little crazy, but special. There's lots of guys who would be lucky to have you. Maybe you're just looking for love in the wrong places? I mean, I met Ellen in the library, not some club." I laughed and smiled at the memory.

"Evan... I..." tears began to well up in her eyes. "I don't think you know how much that means to me. Thank you."

She was crying. I didn't know what to say. I could be so awkward sometimes. I pulled out the device and set it for what I thought was an attractiveness swap. "Here, um, we should probably do this before Ellen gets back, okay?"

"Right" she laughed.

It took a few tries, but I managed to swap Elizabeth back with the stripper she had stolen her attractiveness from. The device grew hot in my hand as it made the final swap. Damn thing almost burnt my fingers. I was pretty sure it wasn't supposed to do that. I guess it had been getting a lot of use though. I hoped it was okay.

Elizabeth blew me a kiss and disappeared beyond the back door. I took a deep breath to steady myself as I looked around the room. The second stage was open now and people were really starting to fill in. That Candy guy was on stage again, spinning around the pole in his business suit. Mike, our hunky waitress, carried a tray of drinks, his breasts bouncing with every step. Despite everything that had happened, everything looked so... normal. We had done our best to put things right, but I couldn't escape the sinking feeling that wherever we went this undeniable wave of chaos sort of followed in our wake.

It was a concern that Ellen shared, when she finally came out. "Are we sure we got everyone?" she asked as she scanned the room with a worried expression on her face.

"We'll have to trust Elizabeth on it."

"That bitch. I can't believe how angry I am at her." she clenched her fist. "You're mine, Evan. No one else is allowed to have you. I'm sorry for how I acted earlier, but when I saw you and her together I just... "

I should have chafed a bit at the objectification, but she was right. I was hers, body and soul. Besides, despite everything it gave me a little thrill to know my baby was jealous.

"You're right." I said, softly. "I am yours. I'll always be yours. No matter what, okay?"

With that, she gave me a possessive hug.

"I just.. I'm sorry. I just got so scared. I can't stand the thought of you choosing someone else over me. It terrifies me. Nothing in this world scares me more. I... I have had nightmares sometimes where you turn out not to be real. I never want to lose you"

She was squishing me. I don't think she quite realized her own strength. I hugged her back tight as I could.

"I know. Baby, I know. I feel the same way."

Our arms around each other, we stepped out into the cool night air, letting the heat and noise of the strip club die down behind us. In many ways it brought me back to Thursday night, when we had stepped out of that bar changed for the first time. God, I felt like we had come such a long way since then.

"So..." she asked, "what do you want to do now?"

"Well... I figure we should probably have a long talk about everything that happened, try to work through these emotional issues, make sure that we're both okay with... With who we are and what we are."

"Uh," Ellen looked at me and blinked. A loving little smile crossing her lips. "That actually sounds really nice."

"Or..." I bit my lip as I ran a finger along her strong muscular body, "or we could leave that for another day and instead maybe we could have a bit of fun?"

Ellen's eyes opened wide in surprise.

"I thought you weren't into girls..." she looked away embarrassed.

"After tonight? For you? I think I'll make an exception. Now come on, why don't I take you home and you can make a woman out of me?"

She grinned, then laughed.

The rest of the night went... well, it went about as well as you'd expect. It was bliss, but like I said. I don't kiss and tell.

I wish I had cherished that moment a little better, savored the night air or the warmth of her arm around me, committed every one of her features to memory a thousand times over. If only I had known then that that was the last night we would spent together. But instead my mind was elsewhere. Well, at least it was one hell of a good night.

To be continued in part 12: Party Time!