Diane Leaves for College

Alien Technology may exist, and if it does what would Diane do with it or does it have total control over her and her actions. Some occurrences can be wonderful, yet also could be dangerous if they take total control of desires as Diane discovers, but at the same time she learns more than what college could have offered. Enjoy what Diane goes through and imagine if this happens to you.

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Diane is a beautiful girl, yet she is not the most outgoing person and primarily keeps to herself. At 5 feet, 5 inches tall, and just 95 pounds with 28A breasts, her body frame is small. But her smooth fair-colored skin, silky brunette hair, deep hazel eyes, and big smile makes her a striking woman.

With only brothers as siblings, Diane has always been athletic. In high school, she played volleyball, swam, and finished out the year on the broom hockey squad. Yet she was never attracted to boys in her high school, and as far as she knew, the boys didn't even notice her. She was OK with this situation because her schedule kept her busy. She was devoted to her studies at school and worked at the family neighborhood store. She also took care of Miley who is an adopted Mustang wild horse, also they had Arnold the piggy, who probably does not have much fat on his body because Miley will chase him constantly throughout the coral.

She spends time in the vegetable garden weeding, watering, and picking. Her favorite thing to do as she is in the garden is pulling the carrots fresh and eating them along with the sugar pod peas, she enjoys opening the pods and sliding her finger down the inside to loosen the pea in her mouth. When she wasn't home or at the store, she loved sports and her hard work paid off with a scholarship for college in swimming. She couldn't be more excited knowing this is her first year of college and will finally get out and live in a new town as she goes to school.

In preparation for college, she spent time looking for the right housing because she wanted to find something that would make her feel at home without being home, something that would be on the out skirts of town, and have lots of open space, even with a canal close by. After using google maps and spending days looking, she finally found a place is near campus and is on the edge of town to give her that country setting. She was excited talking with the owner and telling her all about herself and her goals. Diane looks forward to leaving home and going to school and living off campus.

With excitement and anticipation, Diane packs up weeks before school starts, packing clothes for any situation, making sure to have shorts and light sundresses for the summer, with shoes to match. She holds up a dress thinking how she loves wearing her yellow canvas shoes with it, the dress is white and yellow to match the shoes. She also has a cute pair of sandals with a flower over the toes to match the flowers on her dress. She has extra dresses and skirts so she can dress up for church, or to dress sexy if she finds the right occasion to doll herself up for the right guy. She has plenty of warmer clothing, jeans, sweaters and a pair of purple snow pants, thermal tops, boots and a warm bubble coat for winter, she feels that she can never be over prepared.

Her mind tends to wander a bit but not on what she needs for school but the idea of being on her own with privacy away from her brothers and parents. That night she lays in bed with one hand up her shirt touching over her bra, and the other down her jeans feeling the lace on her panty waistband, with anticipation of leaving for college the next morning, knowing she will be there weeks early before classes start, but she has had the desire to move out for a long time because privately she wants to fantasize about sexual encounters.

She has never been with a boy, never had a boyfriend, but she has had plenty of times exploring her own body to find what feels good. In Diane's mind boys look at other girls that have big tits and dressed slutty, but she wasn't that way so she thought boys had no interest in her, but now going to college this might change. She knows she may have to stop dressing like a boy and wear more skirts and dresses, so she made sure to pack plenty with an assortment of new soft silky panties and matching bras, along with nylons, pantyhose, and high heels.

As she is laying in bed her hand slides under her bra and starts to feel her breast as she glides her fingers towards her nipple and stimulates them, as she plays with her nipple, her mind starts to imagine her hand touching another girl's nipple, she finds her touch pleasurable in doing so. She now starts thinking of the desire to touch another girl's vulva and slides her fingers under her waistband reaching her pubic hairs and starts to pretend she's touching a girl she knows from school. With her eyes closed and picturing Susan with her long red hair, and stunning cute thin body, with Susan's red bush, her fingers slide in her under garments, and she starts touching herself the way she has found that brings her plenty of pleasure in doing so.

She has never been with anyone sexually (boy or girl), but she has used her mind, hand, fingers and the handle of her hairbrush while thinking of boys and girls. She rolls over on a pillow positioning it just right so she can start to grind a little on the pillow, just then she hears her mother outside her door, quickly she dismounts her pillow, slides her hand out from her bra and sits up as her mom opens the door, asking if there is anything she can do to help Diane get ready to leave in the morning. Diane acknowledges her moms willingness to help, but explains to her mom she has everything packed and ready to go. Her mom smiles at her and says, "You know I love you" as she closes the door.

The next day Diane arrives in the new town, she knew exactly where to drive because she had looked it up, over and over again and again on the Internet and before she got there, she felt like this was her home now, and knew the area with her eyes closed. But this isn't the only thing she is excited about, she will have a new hometown, she's excited to be away from her parents' home for the first time but also, she is away from others she has known for the last 18 years. She feels this is good because now she can feel free to be who she really is and feels inside, as she plans to explore that part of herself without influences or pressure from parents, brothers, church or the community. This is her dreams come true or could it even be more than just dreams.

She arrived two weeks before classes start, just to get to know the area in person and possibly to look for a job if she felt the need for commitment of working like she did back home. But before that she just wants to see and touch the surroundings of what would be her new home for the next four years. She is the first to arrive at the off-campus girls housing apartment and decided to sit in her car, staring at this old but cute country feeling home from across the street. The home is in the country yet still close to campus and gives her a comfortable feeling of still being back home near a canal, farm fields with animals nearby and she realizes she can hear the sounds of the canal as she sits in her car.

The house looks like it was built in 1900, constructed out of red brick, she read online that the house has three bedrooms, so she gets out of the car and goes inside to check it out. She enters with a key that was mailed to her, entering the house she walks through each room, picturing which one she would like best, She enters two of the bedrooms and seeing the rooms are large and with two beds and two desk by each bed, the third bedroom is small with one bed and a desk, standing in the room she gets a comforting feeling from the room, with a sense that the room is pulling her in. Deciding this is the room for her, she quickly carries her suitcases into the room and places her stuff on the bed and as she starts to unpack, she unpacks her dresses and shoes and takes them to the closet, doing so she discovers a semi loose board in the back of the closet, curious why it is loose, it doesn't hold up the shelf so what is the purpose for this board. As she pushes up on the board to see if it should connect to the shelf, it stops moving causing her to lose her balance and start to fall but she catches herself on another part of the closet. Just then with the combination of pushing on both locations at the same time a trap door on the floor pops up.

Out of her tomboyish manner and wearing jeans and plaid tops, she quickly decides to explore the hidden location under the floor. She lifts the trap door and lowers herself under the house to find a spiral stair case. Proceeding downward she first notices pictures of porn all over the walls, they are home taken pictures which makes her feel uneasy and she feels embarrassed looking and mostly naked women, but intrigued at why someone would have so much porn all over the walls.

She sits down on a chair looking at beautiful pictures of sexy women, some small boobs like her own, others with extremely large tits. She starts to think what it would be like having huge breast, would boys have noticed her more, would she get more looks from others. Looking at the larger breast and thinking if playing with them would have more sensitivity or less, her curiosity continues to flow.

Then she scans across the room seeing different pictures of what looks to be vintage lingerie which she loves the look, and most of the women have pubic hair with old fashion hair styles. She has always liked looking at other women with fantasy and desires, and has for many years, but never told anyone this side of herself, so now she knows she's alone and pulls her top off and touches her bra covered small breast with the attempt to stimulate her nipples. Diane now feels like she picked the right house to live in, and as if that room subconsciously picked her to be in a room where she would find a trove of fortune and privacy to explore her own sexual desires, by looking at pictures of different women and different men hung on the walls and ceiling, thinking some of these men are really hung.

She loves to lay in bed or in the bathtub teasing her nipples, now this was even better than any other time, this time she has pictures of beautiful women to look at and to stimulate her nipples and enjoy the feel of touching and fingering herself. Now she could explore this side of herself without fear of what her parents or brothers would say if caught. Diane is so ready to explore her naughty side while looking at vintage porn and time don't matter now; she can spend a moment or hours as this is now in her secret lair.

Touching her nipples, she slides her left-hand fingers under the edge of her bra to feel her erect nipple on the right side, she then takes in the mass number of porn pictures taken with a Polaroid camera, she also gives more attention to the pictures and seeing men having sex with the women. She quickly ignores the act of them fucking, then notices that this is not just a room of sex and porn but sees what appears to be a lab looking environment with a computer submerged in some unknown liquid with bubbles coming up from the bottom of the tank. She thinks the computer has got to be extremely powerful the way it is set up with hundreds of wires or cables running throughout the room, the technology looks sophisticated yet very old because of the CRT monitors. Looking around beyond the Polaroid pictures, she notices it has a bed, table, chairs and a kitchenette as if this was a living area as well... at the headboard is hand cuffs, and sex toys, then she notices that some of the pictures were taken in that very bed, with women cuffed to the headboard with their hands above their heads and ankles cuffed spread to the foot post, above the bed is a camera mounted to the ceiling, she quickly thinks yuck and climb the spiral stairs back up to her room, as she lays on her bed she starts thinking of what she has discovered and wondering if she should say something to the owner of the house...

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The next morning Diane wakes up with thoughts of seeing hundreds and hundreds or Polaroid pictures on the walls and ceiling, the thoughts still on her mind of the porn, seeing women being fucked, seeing others cuffed to the bed spread to see the view of a woman totally exposed, she then starts to fascinate of being exposed as if she was one of the women in the picture. The desire grows inside her to the point she must go back down into the liar.

This time an urge for some reason before going down, she felt sexier than she ever has and wanted to dress up as if she was going on a hot date, so she puts on her padded lace lavender bra and matching panty, slides on a pair of black nylons, a lavender satin camisole with a sheer white silk blouse and black skirt. Slipping into her high heels she makes her way back down the spiral stairs to the secret liar, this time she lays on the bed and looks up at the pictures on the walls and ceiling she spreads her legs and lays there as if she was auditioning for the part in the next porn shoot. Her thoughts are all over the place, some are of wanting to be touched by other women as she is cuffed to the bed, some to be touched by the men in the pictures. Before she can have more sexual desires, she feels confused as to why or what this lab was made for.

Feeling like she wanted to understand the reason of the lab, she gets up pulls down her black skirt and walks over to the computer keyboard and starts to type different words. Suddenly, the monitor turns on, she sees a picture of a beautiful woman in her twenties, long blonde hair, cupping hand size breast and modest looking clothes on her. The background she can't make out where it was taken, yet it looks like in Texas somewhere, on the edge of the Polaroid frame is written "Roswell." On the desk is what looks like a place to rest your hands and arms with the hand shaped indents one on the right for the right hand and the other on the left. She presses the button next to the top of the right-hand and places her hands in the form fitting indents on the desk, she feels a trembling from the molds then the monitor has a pop up and says "Copy in use, insert another photo"

Diane says, "What the fuck does that mean, what copy?"

She looks around and sees where she would insert a photo and sees what looks like a scanner. She then lifts the top finding a picture, the picture is of the pretty blonde she saw on the monitor with the word Roswell written on it. She walks over to the wall, removes another picture and places it in the scanner, and pushes the button but nothing happens this time, so she looks at the scanner and sees numbers, and some letters, she pushes the number 1h then the large red button on the scanner. The picture now appears on the monitor of this older woman with black hair, big eyes, large tits, skinny waist in a bikini swim suite. Diane thinks she's pretty and likes her large tits she pushes the button next to the hand molds, and places both hands in the mold... It felt like needles pricked her hands and Diane screams more so from the shock then the pain but still sits there... the monitor message was "Mission Completed for one hour"

Diane says, "this was really lame", but feels different and looks down and sees that she no longer is wearing her blouse and skirt but wearing a bikini with HUGE tits. She runs up to her room to look in the mirror, shocked to see she no longer is Diane but this older lady she just saw on the monitor from the picture she took off the wall. "What the fuck just happened?" Embarrassed with the small undersized bikini, and her new huge tits hanging out of the bikini top with no modesty what soever, so she tries to find clothes to fit but all her clothes are way too small. She looks for something she can put on but even her night gown is way too tight she puts on her robe and goes back downstairs to see if she can figure out how to change back. Every attempt at the computer is useless, she begins to realize she will have to accept who she is now. The hour is almost up as she has attempted to change what happen. Two minutes later she changes back into the little skinny college girl again but still wearing the bikini which is now too big for her.

At this point she realizes that the powerful machine can change her into any woman she puts into the scanner, she thinks she needs to find a picture of a woman in modest clothing and one she can feel comfortable being for an hour. The picture she finds looks to be taken in the back yard of the house. Placing the photo into the scanner she hits the number one, but forgets to press the H, with her hands in the molds she feels the needle piercing her hands, and without a notice she finds herself in the back yard, thinking how did I got here, I was just sitting at the keyboard but now I'm outside. Going back inside the house she keeps looking at the clock expecting to change back, but this time the hour passed, and she never changed back. Feeling like she needs to go to bed, Diane looks around in the lab and finds a closet of clothing, with men's and women's clothing... she finds vintage lingerie like the type in a lot of the pictures, not spending much time looking as she wants to go to bed, she finds a high-back torso Brief with bra like compression fitted shaper made by Veronique. Knowing this is not something to wear to bed, but she finds it pretty and remember seeing her mother wearing lingerie like that. She takes that and puts it on.

After putting the slimming brief on, Diane is tired and goes to bed... she finds herself touching more then she had touched herself before, this time she is exploring her large breast, rubbing her nipples, making them stick out supper far, even making them noticeable through her lingerie. She has discovered a totally different feeling then she was used to, yet she is in a totally different body that may respond differently then she would expect. She feels that since she hasn't changed back like she did the first time, she might as well get use to being who she now is.

Feeling the pleasure of big tits, she then slides her hand between her legs, she feels that her pussy is much hairier then yesterday yet loves the new feel causing her to now start rubbing and running her fingers up and down her slit, as she slides a finger or two in and out as she teases her clit with her thumb... Diane feels strange touching herself like this but it feels so good. She thinks this can't be her body but now it is, so she explores her new vagina even more with pleasure, sticking a finger inside and pulling it out to taste her sweet nectar from her finger, she continues to do this and loses track of time.

Lying in bed she brings herself to orgasm 3 more times and feels so much more pleasure because she didn't feel it was wrong as she had been taught by her parents, but this time she felt she could do it because it wasn't her doing it to herself, it was her doing it to this wonderful woman with large breast, and a full voluptuous pink pussy. She became so wet which continued to get wetter with each rubbing finger, while she played with them huge tits, she also was able to suck her own tits for the first time, which she found exciting to do.

All this activity caused her to fall to sleep quickly and have blissful dreams before she awakened in the morning. Diane woke up after midnight to go pee, and when she went to the bathroom, she realized she no longer had them huge tits, but now was flat as a board again and back to her slender tinny Tomboy body. She felt relieved to be herself again but still enjoyed the night playing with a beautiful full breasted woman's body.

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The next morning Diane could only think about what happen and realized that she didn't press the H button but only the number 1, thinking to herself that the H must have stood for "hour" and just pressing a number must have meant she would be back to who she is after midnight, making the number represent a calendar day. Keeping that in mind, she now had thoughts of what she could do, she had been raised to be modest, and to not have sexual thoughts while she remained single until the time to marry a man and have a family.