Part IV: Her Gift

I felt my heart pounding as I stared back up at her. I couldn't explain it, but I could feel that this was right. The connection we had was pure magic. Our union was destiny. I nodded my approval to whatever she wanted to happen next.

Once again she brought her lips to mine. This time they lingered and out lips danced together. I felt her tail brush up against my still soft cock. It had been a strange feeling today as her magic **** my arousal away from my cock and into my belly. Could desire and innocence be co-mingled? In this world they could; it was all just play. Now the floodgates were opening as her barrier was released. My member grew to it's full proud stature.

Using her tail, she dexterously maneuvered the tip of my cock to the entrance of her sacred portal. As she lowered herself onto me, I felt intense heat radiating from her pussy. I slipped in effortlessly. I noticed now that our bodies felt slick without being wet. There were no barriers to our lovemaking. Instead of the stimulation of friction, I felt throbbing electric heat. This was too much pleasure. Within seconds I felt ready to burst.

"I'm gonna..." I started to panic.

"No you aren't." She whispered in my ear. "I control your dick."

Sure enough, just when I felt I would cross that threshold, the drop never came. My pleasure just kept increasing. My cock was sending out throbbing, electric, orgasmic pulses. But there was no final release, only greater summits of bliss.

Our bodies writhed together. We cried out blessings and curses. My mind was quickly reaching the limits of what it could process. The world around me gave way. I was thrust into unknown dimensions. I forgot myself.

I was a vibrating string. And there beside me was another. We were ever so slightly off-tuned from one another but that dissonance was oh so delightful. Her frequencies entered my body and changed me. When at last we met in harmony, an explosion the size of the cosmos.

Our strings rearranged into Picasso-like faces. One dimension folds into two, folds into three. We danced across untold ages. Our strings dissolved into paint, churning and mixing. She entered into me, and I into her. Together we birthed galaxies.

"I was with you at the beginning of everything. I was with you when your neurons were first stitched. I've been by your side your entire existence. I will love you for all eternity."

For a moment, I had something resembling a body. She had something resembling lips.

"Just a taste." She whispered as she blew the universe into my mouth.

I fell again through disorienting times and spaces. Eventually I felt pulled to one particular time and place. I was in the shower, specifically my shower in my home.

Water poured down my face as I ran my fingers through my hair. I could feel my hair growing longer and longer. My head was swimming as my body gave contradictory signals that didn't make sense. As the water danced off my body, bubbles of possibility exploded on my skin. It was like washing off an old body as one would wipe away soap suds to reveal something new beneath.

As I touched my face, my face reshaped. My lips erupted in plump sensation. My ears moved up my head, becoming pointed and furry.

I could feel myself shrinking. My hips were widening, my shoulders narrowing. Fat repositioned under my skin. Two mounds grew from my chest.

I reached between my legs as my groin flared up like a lighthouse. Intense and strange pleasure as my package was sucked into my body. My male pride was replaced by a pristine pussy. With a final pinprick from my backside, I realized I'd grown a tail. My transformation was seemingly complete.

At this moment there was no longer any doubt. I knew who this Artemis really was. She'd been dropping hints all day.

"You asshole!" I screamed with my girlish new voice, half crying, half laughing.

"Damn I look good." She said cheekily as she entered the room. "Figure it out yet?"

"You're... me." I was now a carbon copy of the figure looking back at me, but that obvious fact wasn't what I was getting at.

"Yep. The only thing separating you from me is time. I'm your twin flame, your other hemisphere, your *ahem* better half." She confirmed grinning.

"God I'm such an asshole." I exclaimed.

"You love it." She winked.

"So in the future, I decide to become you?" I asked.

"Time doesn't really work the same past the veil of life and ****. We are creating each other. But yes from your subjective experience, one day you will be standing where I am now." She explained.

"Do I have any choice in the matter?"

"Of course you do. You are choosing right now. If you were the contrarian type, none of this would work. Don't worry. It's a little disorienting at first but you'll soon learn how to surrender to the puppet strings, while also being your own puppeteer."

My intellect was satisfied, so now I had **** but to feel the gravity of this moment fully. I got it now. The person in front of me really was the love of my life; the one who understood me completely. We didn't need words anymore, we just stared into each other's eyes knowingly. My heart was pounding. Our lips met, our bodies intertwined.

"Time for your prize my love." She whispered. "It might be hard to process at first, but I promise this is what you want."

She stepped under the still flowing water of the shower. I watched in awe as she transformed before my eyes. The cute kitsune was being washed away in favor of a taller male form; my male form.

"It's been a long time since I've worn this body." He said as he stepped out of the falling water. "Now that you see it from the outside, can you finally learn to love it?"

That was a powerful question. As I looked at my self, I remembered all of my old insecurities. It went beyond the body. I thought of all the self-doubt and criticism I'd subjected myself to. I was always hardest on myself.

At the same time, from this perspective, I saw this was just another person. I never judged others as harshly as I'd judged myself. I saw the beauty in this person standing before me. I knew the amazing soul that lived within, and the body wasn't bad either. In fact, from this new female perspective, I felt the heat of attraction beginning to build.

I couldn't process that feeling at the moment, it was too strange. But what I did feel more than anything was the cathartic release of being fully seen. We looked at each other with mutual understanding of all the trials and growth it had taken to get here. And now that someone else was holding the masculine pole of steadfastness and strength, what I wanted more than anything was to know what it felt like to simply be held. I wrapped my arms around him and he pulled me tight into his embrace. Together we just breathed.

Eventually curiosity did get the better of me. I asked him to fuck me. He took me to bed and showed me all the pleasures a woman could experience. It all felt so much like a dream. When I was satisfied many times over he finally came inside of me. What he pushed inside of me felt like rushing air. I was filling and filling and filling, like a balloon being over-inflated. Except my body wasn't being inflated but rather my very soul. Just when I thought I would burst, my soul opened up yet more space. I couldn't tell you what he filled my womb with, but I know it was a blessing. Maybe it was space itself; space to be myself. I drifted into unconsciousness on a wave of exctasy.

The next morning I awoke in my old familiar body. The only evidence of our brief encounter was a handwritten note.

"My love, you have everything you need. No spoilers, but you have a pretty great life ahead of you. Savor every moment."