Chapter Eleven: Who’s the New Girl?

“Zoey’s on her way up, fast - and she’s got another Hot Girl™ with her. I don’t see Vasquez anywhere.” Dave watched the camera feed, pounding a diet coke, fear plain on his face. “We should pack the fuck up once she gets here and bail. Sooner or later, they’re gonna figure out where we are.”

Lola gave him a dirty look, “And go where exactly? The tentacled prick knows who we are and where we live. Hell, he can probably get to Redmond before we could and hook some non-Euclidean pipe bomb to the front door. Besides, we’re not leaving without Master. Not a chance.”

“There’s also Ms Scott to consider,” Violet interjected, “and Ms Orfanos.” She gestured to the blanket-covered floating figure in the corner.

“We need Mr Vasquez to summon Margot. He’ll put us on equal footing with the criminal, and he can call the dimensional authorities.”

“Why can’t we summon Margot? We’ve got the rock, we know the words, and he’s a cool enough monster - he won’t mind.”

“Mr Ashcroft, there’s only one of us that can do it safely - and it’s Mr Vasquez. Any other option has to be our last resort.”

There was a knock at the door. “It’s me!” Zoey whispered, “Let me in, I don’t have my key.”

Lorraine looked through the peephole, then threw the door open.

“Zoey, Nicole, thank god you’re ok! David said he didn’t see you on the cameras!”

“Who’s Nicole?” Lola put a hand on her hip. “Coworker?”

Lorraine looked at her like she was stupid. “Nicole! The woman who saved me! You know, your wife.”

Dom put his hands up before the chaos could commence. “I forgot to ask Margot to protect her! She remembers different. …It’s me, Dominick.”

The eyes of everyone in the room went wide. They were frozen with shock as Zoey and Dom came in and locked the door.

Finally, Lola spoke. “Would you believe this isn’t the weirdest thing I’ve seen today?” She jerked a thumb at the floating blanket.

“Dude, that sucks! We’ll get it fixed for sure, man - don’t even trip.”

Margot put a reassuring tentacle on Dom’s shoulder.

“I’m trying not to worry about it.” Dom was sitting, breathing slow, trying to calm his nerves. Once he and Zoey had explained the situation, he’d sat down and called Margot directly into his mind. The suite wasn’t big enough to summon him materially without squeezing everyone else’s sanity.

“We have to deal with Kraken. He’s an unbelievable asshole - I’m amazed he hasn’t made his move already.”

“Brother, he has way bigger fish to fry than you. The idiot admitted to thousands of felonies on the livestream, and it was watched by a fuckton of people. Plus, you know… forcibly transforming 27 people live on camera.”

“His channel got nuked, sponsors and collaborators have publicly denounced him, and there’s warrants out for his arrest. If Doctor Kraken has any brains at all, he’s gonna crawl under a rock and never come out.”

Dom shook his head. “Being an impulsive shithead is Kraken’s brand. He’ll be back, and soon. If he’s waiting, it’s just for the most dramatic moment to show up and kill me.”

“It’s all good in the hood, dawg. I’m on the case and the law isn’t far behind. You and the family just hunker down, try to relax. The “good’ Doctor will be in the cooler before you know it.” Margot made air quotes with his tentacles to emphasize the point.

“Holy shit, she’s beautiful.”

Lola sat on the bed, staring at Dominick as he sat lotus in the center of the room. His new body sat somewhere between Zoey and Lola on the bombshell meter, curvy and leggy without being a full-on sexual fantasy. - a beautiful latina woman with a messy brown pixie cut. He looked like his own younger sister - his gorgeous younger sister.

“He, Lola.” Zoey was polite but firm. “Nicky is our husband - remember that. He’s just a little… sexually inconvenienced for the moment.”

“Yeah, my brain knows that.” Lola’s eyes were locked on Dom, hungry. “But the message hasn’t reached my libido yet. All it sees is Master in an exciting new shape.”

Lola turned to Zoey, one eyebrow arched. “You’re not the least bit curious?”

Zoey swallowed. “I didn’t say that. But we have to think about Nicky’s needs first. Besides, we don’t have time to fool around - that monster could be back any time.”

Dominick opened his eyes. They were pure white edge to edge for a moment, then he blinked and they returned to their normal hazel color.

“Okay, Margot suggests we stay put. He’s playing defense for us farther up the dimensional curve. Doctor Kraken is running from the authorities, and Margot is hopeful their version of the cops will catch him before there’s more trouble.”

“And what do you think, Master?” Lola seemed skeptical.

“I think Kraken is a fucking idiot, and he’s gonna do something stupid. But running won’t help. We sit tight and wait for the storm to come. Besides, we can’t leave Orfalos behind, and she won’t fit in the overhead luggage.”

Dom looked around the room. “Where are Dave and Lorraine?”

“They’ve withdrawn to Mr Ashcroft’s room for now, Mr Vasquez.” Violet sat behind the desk, working at her laptop. “I believe they wanted to give us some space.”

“Alright.” Dom stood on dainty feet and rubbed his hairless face. “I’m going to take a shower.” He looked at Zoey with a slightly pained expression. “May I please borrow some clothes? My pants don’t fit right now, and I’ll be damned if I’m wearing this uniform anymore.”

“I have some nice pajamas. Very soft and neutral.”

Nodding gratefully, he withdrew.

Lola took a deep breath. “Listen, Beanpole - “

Zoey turned with a sour expression. “Drop it, Lola.”

“Just talk to him!” She put her hands up defensively. “Feel him out! We don’t know he’s not interested, not curious. A strong marriage is based on honesty and communication.”

“...I am going to give him a minute.” Zoey clenched her fists, torn. “Then I will knock on the door and see if I can come in. The moment there is any resistance or apprehension, we are done.”

They sat in awkward silence for that full minute, just staring at each other. Lola fidgeted a little. Then Zoey sighed, grabbed the pajamas, and softly knocked on the door. “Dominick, sweetie, can I come in?”

There was a pause. “Yeah, come in hon.”

Zoey opened the door, slid in, and shut it behind her. The shower was one of those modern designs, where a glass partition led to a tile floor and a showerhead. Dom was scrubbing his hair, eyes closed. Zoey swallowed hard.

Dominick was beautiful like this - a honey skinned goddess with auburn hair. Flawless legs climbed to a pert butt, a tight midriff with a hint of abs, firm heavy breasts with caramel nipples, lips that begged to be kissed. But the sexiest part were his eyes, because they were his eyes - the same warm hazel eyes she’d gazed into for years, but recontextualized in the face of a gorgeous woman.

He opened those eyes and met hers. Dom smiled and reached for a towel. “Pretty wild, huh?”

“It is.” Zoey nodded, trying not to gawk. “It really is.”

Dom wrapped the towel around himself, long legs sticking out enticingly. “Lola didn’t have the stones to ask herself?” Zoey’s eyes went wide and Dominick’s tongue poked out from his ruby lips.

“Not sure if asking with words would have been her play.” Zoey put the pajamas on the sink and moved closer. “Diplomacy is in order.”

“You’re very cute when you’re diplomatic.” He took a step forward and pecked her on the cheek.

“Dominick, no one wants to pressure you to do anything - not me, not Violet, not even Lola.”

Dom nodded, smiling. “But you’re looking at me like wolves staring at a lamb.” He pulled open the towel. Zoey’s eyes were drawn downward magnetically, and she blushed furiously. “I’m sorry, Dominick. I’m being a pig, thoughtless…” Zoey turned away, ashamed at herself.

“No no no!” Dom quickly covered himself up and hugged her tight. “I’m not mad, it’s cute! I’m flattered - just… uncertain. I’m new to this gender.”

Zoey looked up, soothed by his words. “Sex, sweetie. Your gender didn’t change. You’re still a man, still my husband. This is just a brief detour.”

“You’ve been on both sides of this ‘detour’. I know it’s not exactly the same, but you’re the only person here who can give me advice. Is it gonna be weird? Am I gonna freak out halfway through or something? I’m as curious as the rest of you, but I’m scared too. ”

“I don’t think you’ll freak out. We’ll absolutely stop if anything makes you uncomfortable. Ravenous as she is, Lola’d chop her own head off before she’d hurt you.” Zoey sighed. She didn’t like to talk about her life before. “It feels good with a penis or a vagina - just different. I’d love to share that experience with you.”

Dom kissed her again. “You had me at ‘it feels good.’ I’m convinced. Come on, let’s go feed the animals.”

He stepped out into the bedroom and Lola sat at attention, staring. Dom imagined himself turning into a sizzling steak in her mind’s eye.

“Alright Lola.” Dominick gave her his best bedroom eyes and dropped the towel. “Come and get it.” She squealed with delight and jumped up, before physically scooping the petite new Dom up and throwing him on the bed. Zoey and Violet exchanged a look then started to undress.

“Oh Master, this is gonna be great!” They kissed deep, tongues entwining. “Holy shit, your skin is so soft. You’re so beautiful.” Dom pulled back from the kiss to smile at her. “You’re babbling, Lola.”

She responded by sticking a pair of fingers into Dom’s mouth, his eyes widening in surprise. Lola pulled them out slowly, showed them glistening with his saliva.

“Gonna make you babble real quick.” She moved her moistened fingers down to Dom’s crotch. He gasped as she rubbed his labia, thumb moving to find his clitoris. After a few moments teasing, she pressed her fingers into his vagina. “Welcome to the club, Master.”

Zoey and Violet lay down beside Dominick as Lola worked. Dom kissed his wife, hips beginning to move in time to Lola’s thrusts, then turned to Violet. “You sure?”

“When will we get another chance, Mr Vasquez? Here and now, you are very much my type. Besides, your beautiful wives have told tales of your amazing oral skills. I want to see if the reality lives up to the hype.” She put a hand in Dom’s auburn pixie cut and pressed her tongue between his lips.

Lola worked her fingers as Zoey and Violet moved between Dom’s ruby lips and tender nipples. He moaned, bit his lip, bucked against the mounting pleasure in his new pussy. Everything felt so different but so amazing. Zoey was right, and he was glad he could share this part of her life. But these heady thoughts quickly faded as he felt the orgasm building.

Lola did exactly what she promised. Dominick babbled as he came, legs shaking and toes curling. He buried his hands in the sheets as he cried out, gasping for air.

“What was that?” Lorraine turned her head towards the sound from the next room.

Dave sighed theatrically. “That would be the Vasquez family having sex. If I had to guess, they’re fucking the new Mrs Vasquez before he gets turned back.”

She looked shocked. “Really? Now? With this outer space monster on the rampage?”

“Lorraine,” he explained, “If there were ten seconds until the end of the world, they’d spend eight of them fucking. They’re absolutely insatiable - all of them. Horniest people on Earth.”

There was a long silence, only punctuated by the muffled moans next door.

She turned to face him. “Dave?”

“Yeah Lorraine?”

“Do you want to have sex?”

The four of them cuddled and kissed for a while, then Lola got up on an elbow. “Alright, he’s ready for more. Mrs Vasquez, I give you the first taste.”

Zoey gave Lola a flirty wink. “Why thank you, Mrs Vasquez.” She turned lustful eyes to Dom. “I’m no Nicky when it comes to eating box, but I do my best.” She slid down Dom’s body, skin to skin, never breaking eye contact as she descended. Her mouth found his sweet sex, and he immediately began to squirm as her tongue probed.

Lola glanced at Violet, who was entranced by the sight. “Hey Mikey, I think he likes it!”

“Well why not?” Lorraine was slightly indignant at Dave’s stammering refusal. “We’ve got nothing else to do for a while, and frankly I haven’t been this full of life in a long time. Why not have a quick roll in the hay?”

“We just met each other yesterday! You’re a married woman with grandchildren!”

“Dave, I’m a widow. I’ll love Norman forever, but he’s gone. Death did us part! And my grandchildren have nothing to do with this - I’m a young free woman now, and I have needs like anyone else. I haven’t gotten laid in a decade!” She leaned forward, cleavage spilling from her uniform. “Don’t you like what you see?”

“Well?” Lola glanced down at Zoey as Dom’s second round of fireworks began.

Zoey leaned on an elbow, wiping her mouth with a free hand. “It tastes like Nicky. It’s crazy, but it’s true!”

“No way. I gotta try this.” Lola moved to switch positions.

“Wait…” Dominick gasped. “Need a minute…”

“Not the way I’m gonna do it. Violet - sit on his face. Shut that pretty yap of his!”

“Of course, Mistress.”

“You look lovely, Dave! A strapping young man with a healthy penis. So many computer guys get all flabby.” Lorraine ran a hand along Dave’s naked chest.

“It’s so weird to hear a girl that looks like you say ‘strapping young man.’”

“Are you still going on about the age difference? You said yourself I’m younger than you now…”

“I know, I know, you’re right! I’m trying to get it out of my mind.” He put an arm around her waist, trying to focus.

“You’re thinking too much. Perhaps if I grab this, it will clear your mind.”

“Ohhhh God! Ohh GOD! Mr Vasquez! Mr Vasquez!”

“Told you,” Zoey and Lola said in unison. They looked at each other and laughed, but Lola was cut short by Dominick pushing her head down to his pussy.

“Welp - duty calls!” She dove back into her work.

The Vasquez family lay tangled in the hotel sheets, breathing heavy and cuddling.

“Well ladies, you were right,” Dominick sighed, “Nothing better than a skilled tongue on your clit.”

Zoey snorted and punched him gently in the arm. “You beautiful dummy.”

“But seriously, what do you think, Master?” Lola moved a hand gently along his left breast. “Now that you’ve tried both varieties, which orgasm do you prefer?”

“Hmm, tough call.” Dom considered. “I’ve had a lovely afternoon. I’m glad you talked me into it. But all things considered, I’m looking forward to having my cock again. Nothing personal - silver medal still gets on the podium.”

“Respectfully, dear husband, I disagree - but different strokes.” Zoey kissed Dom on the cheek.

“Do you hear something?” Violet shifted, and they all went silent to listen. Faintly, on the other side of the wall, the groaning, thrusting sounds of sex could be heard.

“Oh yes, Dave - just like that!”

“Hey!” Lola beamed. “Good for him!”