Plans in motion

Sarah had to leave shortly after that. Neither Tom nor Tilly would make physical contact with her and that hurt but she knew why and she hardened her heart to accept it. That evening when Jim got in he made straight for her but she was frightened to let him fuck her. She wasn't sure she could hold onto her willpower if she did. "Sorry I'm not feeling great tonight?" she said.

"Huh, can't you just fix that with your shape shifty thing?" he said looking a little miffed.

"I'm not sure it works like that" she said.

"Jesus, what am I supposed to do now?"

"I mean, if you really need me too I guess I could suck you off again."

"Fine, I guess that'll do."

She turned down her mouth sensitivity. The last thing she needed was to get into it. It was a good job she had no gag reflex because if she had been feeling unwell the throat fucking he gave her once he got frustrated with her unusual lack of enthusiasm would have made her sick. Without the stimulation from her lips and throat it just became about enduring it and once he was done with her he was in a foul mood because that was all she wanted to do.

Still, the next day she didn't manage to pack anything. It was just a coincidence that he was in a bad mood last night. Maybe something at work had pissed him off. She decided to see what happened tonight. She would turn him down again and she was sure he would be more sympathetic this time.

"For fucks sake" he said throwing his bag down "No I don't want you to suck me off again I want a god damn fuck, is your cunt broken? You know what, forget it." He picked up his bag and put his Jacket back on.

"Where are you going?" She said upset.

"I'm going to call Jo and go and fuck her in a hotel."

"You can't"

"Is you pussy magically fixed?" She just looked down "Then I'm going to get what I want from someone who knows how to give it to me" and he walked out leaving Sarah in tears.

Tears tuned to anger and anger to action. It was like a stone had been thrown through a window. Shards of her opinion of him fell from the frame leaving a gaping hole in her. A few moments later the first of several cases was filled and she drove it back home. Tom was almost a bit surprised when she stormed through the door and tipped the contents out in the corridor. "Can you be a dear and put these upstairs for me? I'm going back for more. I'm going to stay here tonight."

"Hang on, I didn't say we were okay with you moving back. Where will you sleep?" said Tom

Sarah couldn't believe it "You have to, I need to leave him. I can sleep in my bed."

"That's Tilly's bed and I'm in the spare room. I'm not sure either of us want to share with you just now."

"No, you have to let me stay, please. I'll sleep on the sofa, the floor, anywhere."

Tilly came up to Tom and touched his arm "You sleep with me and let her have the spare room. There's a lock on the door so she can't hurt us in the night. She needs to get away from him."

Sarah was torn between gratitude and horror "Are you really that frightened of me? You need to lock me out?"

Tom spoke with softness when he said "Until we know you are free of him, we can't be sure. Tilly's right, you should stay here. What do you need?"

Sarah dried her eyes and took a jagged breath and let it out slowly "I want to clear out everything that's mine. I was tempted to leave it but fuck him, I want something from this."

"I'll come and help."

Tom drove separately as he didn't fully trust her yet but he was allowing a glamour of hope to sneak into his heart. Sarah let them in and she started to repack the case. Tom went to the kitchen to grab some bin liners for the rest. They hastily stuffed her belongings into the sacks and were about to leave when the door went and Jim walked in.

"What the fuck is going on here. who is he?"

"Jim, this is my husband."

"This is the pathetic little twat is it? Well what the fuck are you doing in my apartment?"

Tom said nothing. He wasn't much of a fighter but he wasn't about to be pushed around, not now, not now things might be getting fixed. He didn't speak but stood firm and returned his stare.

"He's helping me pack. I'm leaving Jim, I'm going back to him."

"The fuck you are. This little cunt can't give you half of what I can. Can you pin dick?" He approached Tom dangerously "I'm going to beet the living shit out of you and tell the police that her jealous husband tried to break in and attack me in a jealous rage."

"Jim, I'm leaving you." she said more firmly.

"Shut the fuck up. I'll deal with you in a bit." He grabbed Tom who just continued to stare him down.

"Let him go!" screamed Sarah.

"I'm going to enjoy this" said Jim as he pulled back his fist. Tom knew he couldn't fight him but he would not give him the pleasure of reacting.

Sarah put her hand on Jim's fist "I said let him go" she said, very calmly.

Jim tried to shake her off but he found he was having trouble resisting her. He stared at his arm as it began to shrink, getting thinner, shorter and much weaker. "What the fuck!" she shouted as he dropped Tom and tried to yank himself away but the rest of him was shrinking. "Get off me you crazy bitch. What are you doing to me?"

"I'm tuning you into a petty little girl. When the authorities find you they can put you is a special institution for little girls who think they are grown up male executives or you could play along and they might let you live in a lovely little orphanage. And maybe one day, when you are all grown up you can find a prick like you to fuck you."

Jim wailed in a voice that was getting ever higher and Sarah glared down at him with malice. Tom touched her arm and surprised her. She turned to him and he shook his head "Don't do this" he said softly "I don't think I can save you if you do this." She turned and looked at the weird man child form that Jim had reached and saw the horror of it and realised that she had made it. She gave Tom a weak smile and nodded before turning back to Jim.

"That's why I have to go back Jim" she said "You make me the woman who would destroy your life and not give a shit about it. He makes me a better woman. You should lick his boots and thank him for being a **** man than you."

Jim's body returned to normal and as it did he tried to put on some bravado "Get out, both of you get out before I call the police. If I ever see either of you again I'll beat the shit out of you."

Sarah jerked at him casing him to fall backwards and she grabbed the case and walked out.

"Was that last bit necessary?"

"I said you make me a better woman, not that I am one yet. With that in mind I also left him with a few extra pounds. He should have fun working those off."