Fantasy Taylor

Story by Senshi

A (very short) one shot story I wrote recently at my local library, and posted on adultfanfiction.net. Not much in terms of plot here. Just an insert TAB A into SLOT B story, nothing special. It didn't explain much or go as far as the actual story it was planned to be. Folks might like it though.

Alice teetered into one of the four bathroom stalls in the bar. She had entered twenty minutes ago, and had finished emptying her alcohol filled bladder nineteen minutes afterward. Alice was slumped against the stall, staring not at the golden pond in the toilet, but with eyes on what she held in both hands. Her clench was loose and hadn't faltered since capturing it. For ten minutes, Alice only squeezed and stared at the object. Then she began stroking it, tracing her fingertips around and along it. She purposely toyed with her captive, musing whether or not she should throttle or torture it for her amusement and pleasure.

Strangulation was the method Alice used often. She opted not to jerk--instead suffocate and wrench until it began to bubble and quietly gurgle. She would torture it slowly until the head popped and began to ooze its warm, sticky contents between her fingers. She would remain statuesque then, wincing and chuckling at once, watching it drain then dangle limp in her palms. Occasionally, it would spasm and continue to twitch with life even after death, and she would beat it into submission with increased aggression, this time throttling and using all the vigor she could muster. Sometimes it took two to four strangulations to quell its vitality. Intentional at times, with Alice provoking it once or twice a week, when the need for pleasure overwhelmed her, or when the usual stimulation wasn't enough or not available.

She'd been like this for twelve years now, experiencing feelings and fulfillment exclusively with the opposite sex, when they accepted her differences as a woman. But on nights like this, when deepseated regret and depression clawed at her psyche, Alice would experience feelings she considered (and hoped) would be alien to her new identity. She struggled with them in her adolescent and teenage years, attempting to banish them despite outside forces working to impose them on her. There had been the faintest attraction to what she was now during puberty, though she associated that with her need to become it. And it had subsided after the transition, though only for the first few years. It returned around the time she started taking medication to stimulate the growth of her breasts and womanly features, accompanied by mild acne on her face and buttocks.

Alice had been forewarned of a possible increase in libido and other effects, but hadn't anticipated her past emotions would return. She endured for years after, indulging in sodomy with willing male partners, however a part of her kept curiosity and lustfulness toward the female sex. And she would justify this as simply a woman's inherent desires toward her own gender. When she felt these inherent feelings, depending on how overwhelming they were, she would physically knead them away or attempt to kill them with alcohol. Her passion went without material action, fantasies fulfilled only in mind using the bodies that aroused her.

She would stand and imagine herself inside a female, squeezing the remnant from her past, working to make these feelings vanish as quickly as possible. The beauty she imagined often was a regular at the bar she went to. A tall and stunning brunette named Taylor Hart.

Alice was thirty two, but she felt like a bashful teen around Taylor. Once Taylor had attempted to converse with her, but Alice was unable to respond or just babbled. Men garnered that reaction from Alice when she talked to them, but she was capable of carrying conversations with women, even those she found attractive. Oddly, Taylor appeared an exception and Alice remained a nervous wreck around her.

She assumed Taylor's sexuality was at fault, as she witnessed Taylor flirting and leaving with various women from the bar. Taylor would flirt with her as well, complimenting her or offering to pay for her drinks.

Alice thanked and accepted these pleasantries when they were presented. She had expected Taylor's kindness to fade once her suitor realized she couldn't be coaxed. However, it intensified and her feelings for Taylor blossomed into something Alice feared and desired. Her emotions became so overwhelming that Taylor's name alone was enough to send signals to the remnant between her legs.

She frequented the restroom stalls, drawing on Taylor's delicious f

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