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I was bored so decided to add on to it.
Chapter 2 Joe the transvestite, resistance is futile
Sometime in the distant past: Apple Orchard
Joe delighted in eating his fresh fruit. After all, it had been decades since he had fresh fruit. He slowly chewed the apple in his mouth as he
contemplated his next move. In the 6 cycles, past, he had always done the same thing, meet the girl, teach the girl, meet the guy, teach the guy, blah
blah blah, man is an asshole, girl and guy leaves and humps like bunnies, he spends the next 2 decades with his thumb in his ass.
Joe was bored. Yes, he had the magnificent power to transform the future. Little did most people realize, this often meant spending massive
amounts of time waiting. What was Joe to do? He needed to think of a plan. Then it occurred to Joe, why meet Eve first? For that matter, why be Joe at
all. Joe after all was a perfect being. He had nanites running through his body, he a cybernetically enhanced brain. His body was capable of complete
regeneration and every drop of blood had his entire encoded programming, and data sets to reproduce not only his body, but the nanites and cybernetic
enhancements from scratch. Put simply, if even one drop of blood remained, his body would slowly recreate and adjust itself to a mobilized unit
capable of search for, gathering, and refining base materials to reconstitute itself. Joe could never die.
A smile slowly crossed Joe's lips, every time before he had put his hope into Eve, and she had failed miserably every time. This time he would
put his faith in Adam. Joe knew men after all. After spending millennia living with and trying to manipulate them, he knew what drove them, their
carnal desires, and how to use manipulation to accomplish his mission. Put simply Joe decided he would change. He laid himself into a comfortable
position underneath an apple tree. He closed his eyes, and began to focus his cybernetics to code his nanites. His body was completely still. Darkness
came, the moon slowly rose, and the nanites worked throughout the night redesigning and reprogramming his body. As they worked, Joe slowly
In the morning, as the sun slowly began to rise, dawn was approaching, and his transformation was complete. Gone was the rigid, manscape defined
by strength and power. In its place was something new. Joe was no longer Joe. He had transformed his body to that of a female. He slowly moved his
hands over his body, examining the work done throughout the night. He pondered to himself though, he was no longer he, but she; and she was she, she
would need a name. She didn’t really deal with women too often, as most the cycles had dealt with men of power. Men respected power, and the for
this cycle she was going to play a different game. Instead of power, she would use seduction, instead of physique, she would manipulation. She would
use what men craved for most to bend them to her will. In an instant, she knew what she would be. She would be Lilith, seductress and temptress. She
would use her body to bring Adam in, to mold him, to manipulate him. Ah, the body, she needed to continue the examination. It wouldn’t due for Adam
to meet her only to be repulsed by a errant body modification and for her to lose her chance.
She started slowly with the feet, small, smooth, petite if you will. Ankles not to large, moving up to calve muscles and a lower leg that was
thing, but not too thin, a slight muscle definition if you will peeking through her skin. He legs were smooth, as the nanites did their work to
permanently remove all body hair except for that of her eyebrows and head. The skin of her legs was silky soft to the touch, she gently ran her
fingers across, no moles, or indentations, or anything. The legs ended into a perfect curvature of an ass, round, filed, firm. Replaced were the man
organs of a previous model, and instead was the delicate form of that of a woman. She slowly moved her hands up to her thinly formed stomach. There
was a slight definition to her abs, however nothing overbearing. She was tight, firm, and in shape. He hands moved up to her chest, she slowly moved
her hands around her curvature, big, but not to big, firm, with a larger areola then before. It was pink and offset from the rest of her breast. Neck,
was thin and petite, well defined. not to long so that she would look like a giraffe, but not to short either. In short, her nanites had done a
marvelous job. She was hungry, and naked.
Lilith took a stick and pricked her finger with it, she then dropped the blood on the old clothes that she wore. He nanites inside her blood
went to work on the clothes. It would be a couple of hours before she could wear them, however in the meantime, she could find some food. She would
need to raise from where she slept and seek not only food, but shelter. It was warm, in the summer morning, however there was a mist that was not
altogether pleasing to the body. It chilled her skinned, causing her nipples to tighten and contract in on themselves. This would not do. Just as she
was raising herself from the base of the tree, and apple fell, and hit her on head.
She chuckled to herself, here in several thousand years a man would have the same thing done to him. He would establish the laws of gravity that
would define the universe. From those laws, other great men would invent formulas and calculations that would one day allow the very time travel that
she had used to come back this cycle. Lilith was no longer bored, as this was a completely new cycle, and she was trying different things. She had
never been a woman before, she had never been hit with an apple either for that matter. Things were looking encouraging.
She was rocking a perfect body, from which she would seduce Adam from Eve. She would take him inside of her and gather his seed. From that seed she
would make half neohumans that as they grew could then interconnect with each other to form full neohumans. The plan was set. After she had had a
couple of children, she would no longer need Adam or Eve. A smile slowly crept across her face after six long cycles, she would create neohumans from
the very beginning, and extinguish humanity in its infancy. She would be the mother, and the father to a new race of beings, neohumans, from which all
her offspring would have the inherent knowledge she possessed. They would know all her thoughts plans and designs. They would be an extension of her
and she of them, a collective if you will; they all would be equal, and cybernetics would be adopted and adapted to enhance the flesh. Was neohuman
the right name for it all? mmmm, she though, no that would not do. She needed a name that would stick through the ages, that would instill power and
dominance. Perfect; She had just the right name, as her perfectly curved lips slowly spoke it into existence for the time. Lilith would be the mother
of: The Borg. She and her Borg would assimilate that which would benefit them. Resistance would be futile.
THE END-- Part two