She!

Chapter 3

We sat and talked through most of the rest of the afternoon. I told her my name was Sue Love and that I grew up in New York City. I knew there had been a family named Love, that the parents had died, and that their daughter, Sue, had disappeared. I'd learned that when I was a dog in New York and lived for a short time with the real girl on the streets. I watched her die one very cold, dark night but I was sure no one else in the world knew or cared.

I knew my family, since I'd always thought of them that way, would explore for Sue's circumstances. But I was also sure they wouldn't let me be taken back to the situation that Sue Love had died in.

Molly and I got along very well. I can use my intelligence and knowledge to make most people like me. Since I have had no real ill treatment that I haven't taken care of myself, I have no psychological problems or other impediments that other street children have in great quantity. I made her laugh and, a couple of times, made her cry. Finally, someone cried for poor Sue Love even if she wasn't really me.

I would never tell her that I had killed the three teenagers who had raped and killed Sue Love in a New York City alley. I was still sorry that I hadn't been there before they hurt her. Unfortunately, as I told you before, one individual can't take care of evil everywhere it is practiced. But at least that particular evil would never be repeated by those three or two of their associates. The unfortunate girl they were stalking at the time I caught up with them also never knew of her near escape.

"Oh, my. It's 2:30," she said. "We need to get you something more appropriate to wear. Come with me." I knew she'd do this; one of the reasons I hadn't picked clothing very carefully.

I followed her to her room as she began rummaging through her drawers.

"You just hop in the shower," she said, "and toss your old clothes out in the hall. I'll put some clean ones on the bed here for when you get out." I nodded and headed for their master bath and enjoyed a long shower even though I wasn't particularly dirty. It was just very sensual to do in this body.

When I came out, she was out of the room but I saw the jeans and tee-shirt she'd picked out for me along with the set of underwear. I was looking at them when she returned.

"Oh!" she said as she stopped inside the doorway. I'm not sure what she expected. Maybe that I'd already be dressed since I had extended my shower longer than she normally did. I just turned toward her and watched her eyes range down my little body.

I was proud of it. I'd done well in my conceptualizing. But I could see something entirely different in her look as her eyes focused on my large breasts and then slid downward across my tiny waist to my flared hips and the wispy white hair between my legs. It wasn't at all a motherly inspection.

"Well," she said almost breathlessly, "it doesn't look like you'll have any problem filling out my bra." I just smiled and thanked her without moving to put the clothes on yet. I really preferred her inspection of me at the moment. It felt almost as good as the hot shower. "Go ahead and get dressed while I put some things away here."

I stepped into her little panties and then fastened the bra, feeling her eyes on me even as she put clothes away in the drawers from her morning wash.

"Perfect," I said with a big grin, showing her the results. Then I slipped the tee-shirt over my head, letting her watch my bottom as I did so, before putting on the jeans. They were a little tight but fit better than the shorts I'd had on. I went to her then and hugged her. "Oh, thank you so much! It feels so nice to have nice clothes on again. And clean and everything."

"Well, let me help you brush out your hair, okay?" I nodded and sat down at her makeup table as she took the hairbrush and began stroking the long blond tresses. There was another thing that felt wonderful. I was really going to enjoy this. "Some other time we'll have to do some nail polish."

I was almost like a dress-up doll for her and she was reacting in exactly the way she would have when she was 12 and still playing with dolls. I wondered if her dolls had enjoyed being played with as much as I was. She continued the brushing far past the time my hair had dried and every little knot had been removed. It shown in the mirror like spun gold and fell far down my back to a point below the bra strap.

That was something that was going to take a little getting used to. I'd seen bras when Minni and Molly put them on but, since I'd never been a human female, I'd never worn one. It felt sort of secure but at the same time was a little restrictive and the straps itched. Molly saw that as I scratched and squirmed with it.

"You've not used to wearing a bra, huh?"

"No, ma'am," I said. "I haven't had one before."

"Well, you'll get used to it and you need one, I think."

"I thought they were just to keep you from sagging and like that," I said.

"Yes. But a modest young lady wears one so she isn't quite so -obvious."

"Oh," I said. I thought I wouldn't wear one if I could get away with it but I didn't say anything. I thought it would be better to meet the rest of the family with as innocent a look as possible.

As we went back to the kitchen so she could start dinner, the door burst open with Marshall and Billy pushing and wrestling in their race to be first in the door. They both stopped in their tracks as they caught sight of me. I just smiled.

"Hi," Marshall said.

"Boys, this is Sue. She's going to be staying with us for a little while," Molly said.

"Oh, okay," Billy said with only a second's hesitation. Kids always accept strangers fast. "So hi! Where are you from?"

"New York," I said. "But I like it here a lot better."

"Yeah, us too," Marshall said with a grin. "Where's Einstein?"

"Oh, shoot," Molly said. "I never did find him. Boys. I found the door open when I came home from shopping. Why don't you take a look around the neighborhood and see if you can find him?"

"Yeah, sure," they said in unison and turned back to the door, pushing their way out again, leaving their school books behind them on the kitchen floor.

"Hey, Minni," Billy said outside the door a moment before she came demurely into the kitchen. She didn't notice me immediately and kissed her mom on the cheek before catching sight of me and doing a double-take.

"Minni, this is Sue. She's going to be staying with us for a little while."

"Hi, I'm Minni," she said, holding out her hand to shake.

"Hi," I answered with a big smile.

"Let me put my books away. I'll be right back," she said. She went through the house calling for the dog. I felt sorry they wouldn't find Einstein and would never know what happened to him unless, at some time in the future, I told them about myself. They would already be skeptical enough of me for a while without my adding that to the mix. But some time, I'd tell them in my own way.

When she returned from her room, she asked Mommy about the dog just as the boys had with the same answer and request.

"You guys want to take a look around the neighborhood for him?" she asked. Minni shrugged her shoulders.

"Sure, I guess," Minni said. "You want to go along?" I nodded and got up from the chair I'd been watching from.

"Is that all right, ma'am?" I asked politely.

"Of course, honey," she said. "You guys get acquainted. I'm just fixing dinner and that's boring for young ladies."

Minni led me out the door and down the driveway before saying anything. I was being careful not to step on a rock in my bare feet. Unlike most animals, I'd found before that human feet are poorly protected naturally though they can be toughened with days of walking. I didn't really think it was going to be necessary this time however and mine had no protection built up at all now.

We walked around several blocks along the tree lined streets, Minni occasionally saying hello to someone as we passed. I knew all the people from taking walks with her before. Actually, I knew a great deal more about some of them than Minni did. Many things no one outside their homes knew about them. A dog sees a lot that people don't.

We talked about the neighborhood and she filled me in on what she knew about the people as we walked. I told her about living in New York City and how scary it was. That was straight from my heart with a little bit gained from the things I'd seen rather than really lived. But by the time we returned home, we both knew we were going to be fast friends.

When we got back in the house, I listened to Minni's report and then to her discussion of the day's activities with her mom. Molly continued making dinner as they talked. I added something when I could and generally participated in the talk. We were all getting along well when the front door opened.

"Hello! I'm home," Phil said from the door.

"We're in here, daddy," Minni said as she bounded to greet her dad half way. They came back into the room arm in arm and he nodded to me before leaning to his wife and kissing her on the cheek as she stirred something.

"Phil, I want you to meet Sue. She's going to be staying with us for a little while until we can make some other arrangements."

"Oh, exchange student?" he asked me.

"No. She just helped me with the groceries. We'll have to talk in a minute." She closed the discussion for a time. "Why don't you guys go in the other room and watch TV, okay?" Seeing that they needed to talk in private, Minni and I moved to the other room.

I knew the substance of the conversation because, as a man, I would put up the same argument. You can't take in stray kids like you can take in stray dogs. What says that this kid is what she says she is? She could be a thief, a killer. Who knows? I knew that, at least for tonight, and with no other evidence than my own being, Molly would win. Being female was a distinct advantage. If I'd been male tonight, I would be out to seek a place to sleep. As a female, I would not. All I could do was wait for the inevitable decision. I would have tomorrow to strengthen my position and tonight was almost a foregone conclusion.

My confidence was buoyed a lot because I knew Phil and that he wouldn't really fight all that hard.

The boys came bounding back in the door then demanding dinner and telling their parents that they couldn't find the dog. I was sure they'd gotten sidetracked by other interests but, of course, it didn't matter a great deal since I knew where the dog was – in the family room watching television.

The boys came into the room then and parked in front of the television, soon taking it over. But something was still wrong and I could see it. They both missed the dog and were worried about him. I asked them what they were bothered by and they told me what I knew.

"So what do you miss about the dog?" I asked.

"He always met us at the door and was ready to play."

"Yeah, I know how it is I guess. It must be nice to have a friend like he must have been."

"Yeah." They were both thoughtful.

"Can I be your friend?" I asked.

"Sure. But it's not the same thing. He used to be funny and run with us. And a lot of the time, he'd wrestle with us on the family room floor."

"Yeah?" I said. "I can wrestle."

"Naw," Billy said. "You're a girl."

"Yeah," I said. "But I can still wrestle. And I'll bet I could beat you."

"You're kidding," Marshall said with a deprecating grin.

"No. I'm pretty good. I've wrestled with tougher guys than you."

"You couldn't even beat me," Marshall said with a grin, knowing it was a challenge.

"I'll bet I can and if I win I'll hold you down and kiss you all over your face."

"No way!" he giggled.

"So how do we start? Standing up or on all fours like the college wrestlers?" I asked standing up and getting in a wrestling pose.

"All fours. And I get top to start."

"Okay." I got on all fours and waited for him to put his arm around my side. He was still quite a bit smaller than me and carefully reached around below my breasts. It gave me a real advantage since his arm should have been across my chest. I didn't waste the advantage but turned out from under his arm and put mine around his chest in a single movement. I held on tight as he squirmed and finally fell onto his side.

Squirming to get away from my hold, that I easily held tightly around him as he turned to face me from flat on his back, I held him solidly as he tried to free himself. Minni and Billy laughed and yelled for him to get up but he couldn't. Then I got up to sit on his stomach, holding his wrists down on the carpet. While he squirmed to get loose and turned his head wildly from side to side, I kissed him all over his face just as I said I would.

He almost broke my nose in his attempts to get free. That was to the negative. His body also squirmed between my spread legs, rubbing against me roughly. That was to the positive. I loved kissing his face as he laughed and tried to get free. It was so like when he and I had wrestled when I was a dog, racing around him and licking him whenever he was at a disadvantage.

"Uncle! Uncle!" he finally screamed. "I give! Get off me!" I did and rolled to the side as he stopped his giggling. I could see that he was as sexually stimulated as I was by the bulge in his pants.

"You wuss!" Billy said as he pushed him out of the way. "You could never do that to me!" he bragged. I just grinned.

"I get top this time. You're bigger and I'm a girl."

"Yeah, well, okay." I got a good hold around his side and across his chest as he tried to turn out of it. I let him turn and then crossed him, reaching under his bottom with one arm and across his shoulder with the other. My weight, my breasts pressing into his chest, held him almost immobile.

He grunted and squirmed to get loose as Minni laughed and Marshall told him he was a wuss.

Unfortunately, he worked me too far up his body until part of my body was over his face. I was still holding on to him but when he pushed his mouth into my breast, I cringed away with a strange mixture of excitement and fear of damage. He rolled me over then and quickly grabbed my arms to hold them down. His slightly heavier body against mine, his knee between my legs, was very exciting in this new body. His chest was pressed against my breasts, pushing and trying for better position.

I knew I could lift my leg and hurt him since he had only one leg over mine but I didn't want to do that. After all, there's a difference between street fighting and wrestling for fun. For one thing, you didn't really care if you lost or not.

I giggled as he got over me further and started kissing my face. I made a show of squirming to get free and turning my face to keep him from kissing me. But, in fact, I was thoroughly enjoying it.

Marshall was ecstatic that his brother had gotten me. Minni was still giggling since she could see what it would be like to be in this situation as a girl and knew it was pretty pleasant. Billy just kept kissing all over my face until he had kissed my ears and my neck and my cheeks and then, finally, my mouth. We both froze as he realized what he was doing. Then, quickly, he backed away. It took a few heartbeats before he got his bravado back.

"Okay," he said standing up quickly. "I won. The new world's champion." He clasped his hands together over his head as he bounced around the room and Marshall heartily congratulated him for his win. He was totally flushed from the combination of the effort he'd expended and his own sexual excitement.

Certainly, I was flushed and physically excited as I slowly sat up and regained my feet. Smiling, I went and sat down next to Minni on the couch and she giggled and told me I'd get him next time. She was as flushed as I felt – just from watching.

"Dinner, kids," Phil said from the kitchen door and Minni and I, arm in arm, followed the boys' cavalry charge to the room. *** "What have you guys been doing?" Mommy said as she looked at us with a smile.

Billy said, "We were wrestling." Then he made a muscle and said, "I won, of course."

"I sort of lost," Marshall said in his typically honest manner. "But I think she cheated."

"You mean you were wrestling with Minni?"

"Huh uh," Billy said matter-of-factly. "Sue. She pretty much beat Marshall but I beat her, so it's okay."

"Marshall tired me out so it was easy," I said with a grin.

"You guys aren't supposed to be wrestling in the family room," Phil said with a smile.

"Ah, dad. There's nothing we can break or anything," Billy said.

"How about the TV?" he said. "If you guys feel the need to run off some of that excess energy, take it out in the backyard after dinner. Okay?" We all nodded.

It seemed strange that I could win over the boys in the same way as a female human as I had as a dog.

They finished their dinners quickly and pushed me to do the same. As soon as I'd finished, Marshall almost pulled me from my chair to follow him to the back yard. I insisted on wrestling Billy first, supposedly while I was still strong enough, and used the knowledge I'd gained over numerous years to easily best him, using my advantage only to lick him all over the face. I refrained from kissing him, as I could have several times, for fear of escalating our relationship too early.

After he'd given up, Marshall came at me like a whirlwind. Both of us laughing all the while, I let him get the best of me. He ended up sitting rather unceremoniously on my breasts, his shins painfully against my biceps, and kissed me everywhere on my face I would allow him. He stopped finally when I started kissing him back, forcing him to kiss me on the lips a couple of times that resulted in boyish yucks.

Minni and I left them wrestling with each other and returned to the family room.