Date: Sun, 27 Jan 2002 11:01:39 EST
From: Karenwdw64@aol.com
Subject: THE METAMORPHOSIS OF LADY BARBARA SOLANGE

BI-SEXUAL, FANTASY - MIND CONTROL; FF,Fm alien


The Metamorphosis of Lady Barbara Solange Minney Ch. 1

Lady Barbara Solange Minney, aged 46, known as Moaning Minnie amongst the
county set, of whom she should have been a stalwart instead of a figure of
ridicule, turned towards the Cheval Mirror in her bedroom. She considered
the mirror to be somewhat ostentatious but as it was an antique given by
her great Aunt she had kept it. The rest of the bedroom did not reflect any
kind of femininity whatsoever even though the room was not shared with her
husband Sir Stanley.

At that moment her husband called that he had to be leaving for the office,
as he was late reminding her that he was giving her a lift to the railway
station although why she chose not to use her own car was a mystery to him.

"I do not need to be reminded Stanley" she snapped, "we have plenty of
time." Turning back to the mirror she looked at herself critically - by her
standards. A rather severe Harris tweed suit, a white blouse with a Peter
Pan collar, lisle stockings, sensible shoes and should anyone had the
audacity to look they would have found that she was wearing a full length
slip, a corselette, and interlock knickers with elasticated legs.

Once in the car, for sake of a little conversation Stanley had the temerity
to ask where she was going.

"To town" she snapped having no intention of telling Stanley that she
required some items of underwear. Those sort of things were not discussed.

Sexual intercourse had not been discussed for well over 20 yrs.  After a
few abortive efforts to make her pregnant the whole disgusting procedure
was brought to a halt. She had allowed him the use of her body for his
loathsome attempts to have progeny but that was long since brought to a
close. Why the Good Lord had, in his wisdom deemed that procreation should
be via the nether regions quite escaped Barbara.


Her mother had taught her that she should never allow a man, including any
husband, to touch her 'down there' and she had religiously kept to this
advice.

As these thoughts flashed through her head she nodded to herself, at least
Stanley had given up attempting to try the disgusting habit again.

If she had but known, that the Honourable Sandra Lovesit, a woman of her
own age whom she had known since their days at Wynchcombe School for Young
Ladies, quite regularly enjoyed the fruits of Stanley's loins, she would
have fainted. Sandra loved servicing Sir Stanley's rigid 8 inches, it
reminded her, to a lesser degree, of the beautiful shaft of her stallion
Satan, who regularly covered the mares of her county friends.

She liked nothing better than to lick and suck Stanleys wonderful cock into
a rigid erection as he tongued her clit and pussy and then turn around and
have him mount her as Satan did the mares, bringing her to wonderful
multiple orgasms.

Barbara would never have countenanced allowing that THING to be put in her
mouth much less understood that her husband enjoyed licking and sucking on
a clitoris. In point of fact Barbara had no idea what the clitoris did or
was, she had never had it touched, Barbara had no idea what an single
orgasm was, never mind a multiple.

It had not been part of her education, she had never attended the human
biology classes at the preparatory school, her mother, being a School
governor, knew the school timetable like the back of her hand and always
something happened to keep Barbara off school at those times. Later at the
Finishing School she had put herself above the smutty talk of the other
girls in the dormitory. Such goings on held no interest for Barbara.

Her intention was to travel to Bincaster to visit Mrs Blocksidges Emporium
for Ladies- Corsetiere to Gentlewomen. A quality store for ladies of
quality.

Well known for the superiority of its ladies vests, bust bodices,
underskirts and petticoats as well as woollen and rayon knickers with
double gussets, and Mrs Blocksidges Made to Measure corsets. (Had Lady
Barbara been less po faced, more relaxed, she might possibly have enjoyed
other considerations given by Mrs Blocksidge. Some of her more favoured
genteel ladies, visited the establishment purely for the attention Mrs
Blocksidge was able to give. In fact on many an occasion Mrs Blocksidge
visited the homes of her clietele to give much needed massages to her
ladies.)

As she alighted at the station Stanley called out, "Should you see anything
you would like dear, and you need a few extra pounds, call me at the office
and I could draw money out at lunchtime." - Barbara ignored him. It never
occurred to her however that the offer was just a sop to his conscience. He
knew she would never take him up on the offer, and it always amazed him
that she did not bother with Credit cards, never did.

Not that he could not afford it. She believed that dreary Stanley still
laboured on with the same drudgery as when she had married him, being kept
on solely because he had a title, she would have been surprised to learn
that he had headed that particular department some 12 years before, he was
now an executive director of the company.

His bank balance (in a separate account) ran into six figures and when he
retired he intended to leave Lady Barbara to her own devices although as
yet he had not made up his mind whether to take Sandra or Lady Helen the
wife of Lord Droitwich, the Managing Director, who being several years
younger than her husband had a much higher sex drive that Stanley
occasionally satisfied. Helen Droitwich did not know many men with 8 inch
cocks although she could be trusted to carry on her endeavours to find
something larger!

It took an hour on the stopping train to reach Bincaster and as she left
the station it began to rain quite heavily so she decided to take a cup of
tea in the station cafe...

To Be Continued...


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