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From Chrystal Heights hotspot THE ZONE:

                Kayjay stamped her foot in frustration.

                “Have you seen Kira’s belly?!” she said. “CW knocked her up just for poking around his desk! She’s waddling from class to class now at her university. She’s carrying an Alpha baby and she’s so aroused she can barely concentrate. The uni boys are copping feels off her left and right. CW is a jerk!”

                Dr. Jezebel Jennings, the well-known if infamous and slightly mad scientist of the erotic sciences, pointed at the pair of bunny ears growing from the top of her head. “Do you think I’m unaware of what CW is capable of?”

                Kayjay decided not to answer that. Dr. Jennings had a matching bunny tail growing just above her ass as well. The scientist was still embarrassed about the adornments that CW had caused. Kayjay thought they were actually quite cute, but teasing the slightly mad doctor was never a good idea.

                  Skylar, the very clever if sometimes overconfident assistant to Dr. Jennings, intervened. “I think we can all agree that CW’s a jerk, yeah?” said the Irish girl. “Have to admit he did quite the job on Kira, though. I think the poor girl’s developing pregnancy brain. Any more CW babies and she’s going to end up a perpetually pregnant bimbo.”

                “Exactly!” said Kayjay. “CW needs to be taken down a peg.”

                “I know you’re very protective of your friends, Kimberly,” said Skylar, “but you can’t just walk in there and get him. He’s a jerk, but he’s also Prime Alpha of the Zone. He’s not just *a* major player, he’s *the* major player.”

                Kayjay pointed at Dr. Jennings. “Aren’t you working on a new Enslaver? A TG one?”

                Jezebel gave a nod. “I am. It’s just a prototype, though, a very early stage model. Not ready for clinical testing yet.”

                “What better test subject are you going to get?” said Kayjay. “Between that and one of your more mainstream Enslavers, we can turn CW into a knocked-up, broken-minded bimbo by suppertime.”

                “He’s Prime Alpha,” mused Skylar. “He’ll eventually turn back.”

                “True,” said Dr. Jennings, “but that would take days at least. Perhaps even weeks. And the strain on his system would be considerable. He’d certainly be too tired to pursue the perpetrators.”

                “It would give the berk a taste of his own medicine,” said Kayjay.

                Skylar grinned. “It sounds like fun, I’ll admit, but how do we get close enough to get the Enslavers inside him?”

                “Easy,” said Kayjay. “I’ll distract him.”

                “How?”

                Kayjay pointed to the strip of bare belly exposed between the top of her jeans and the bottom of her crop top. “I’ll just ask him if he’d want to breed me. I asked him as a joke via social media and he dared me to stop by the Zone and ask him. That should distract him long enough for you two to slip behind and get him with the Enslavers.”

                The three of them nodded.

                “Champion,” said Kayjay. “Just remember, I have no intention of carrying a CW baby for nine months, so once he’s distracted, don’t bloody well hang about.”

*****

                CW had a number of work spaces scattered across the Zone, but his desk at the Archive Arcana, located inside the The Blue Chimera Coffee Shop and Arcane Library at the Zone was generally known to be one of his favorites. It was at this desk that he had impregnated Kira and it was at this desk that Kayjay intended to teach CW a lesson.

                “All right, I’m going in,” said Kayjay. “Give me a minute to get his attention, then move in.”

                Jezebel and Skylar nodded their understanding.

                Kayjay moved inside the Archive Arcana, which was an archive library housing arcane reference material not typically found in mainstream libraries. No materials were allowed to leave the area. CW tended to prefer working at this spot partly due to the fact that he liked the library and bookstore ambiance, but also for the convenience of having necessary reference materials located close by. As expected, CW was at his desk in the back, reading from what appeared to be an old journal.

                Kayjay chose a path to the desk that would draw CW’s line-of-sight from the entry door. Realizing that misdirection alone might not be enough to distract him, the attractive blonde assumed a ditzy expression as she neared the desk. CW would assume Kayjay was just another silly blonde bimbo and not see her as any threat. Thanks to the arcane and super-science element of the city, blonde bimbos were a common sight all over Chrystal Heights.

                CW looked up as Kayjay stopped next to his desk. The blonde girl blinked her eyes and smiled vapidly.

                The Prime Alpha sighed and set down the tome he was reading from. “Can I help you with something?”

                From the corner of her eye, Kayjay saw Jezebel and Skylar moving along the far wall to circle behind CW. She’d have to distract him for a little while longer.

                “Gosh, CW!” said Kayjay, making her eyes even bigger. “I was just wondering if you’d, umm, you know, want to breed me?”

                CW looked the attractive blonde up-and-down, then said, “Is that a rhetorical question or a request? Are you asking me if I’d want to breed you or are you asking me to actually breed you?”

                Kayjay heart started pounding. She had to be careful here. She gave a brainless giggle. “I just mean, like, if you’d *want* to do it. I’m not asking you to, like, really do it.”

                CW suddenly laughed. “All right, Kayjay, I have to admit your bimbo impersonation isn’t bad. But we had you marked from the moment you entered the Zone. When you bring in forbidden elements- and Enslavers are definitely forbidden- you’re tracked from the moment of entry.”

                He opened a deep drawer and then gestured. Several items flew from the drawer and shot past CW. A moment later Kayjay realized they were heading for Jezebel and Skylar.

                Two collars wrapped themselves around the necks of Jezebel and Skylar and locked themselves in place. Both women reached up to pull at the collars, but found their wrists suddenly secured the back of the collars behind their heads, causing their breasts to jut out from their torsos. Both women opened their mouths to protest, but each was silenced by red ball gags pressing into their mouths, secured behind their heads. Thin, soft rope wrapped around their legs, binding them together, and causing them both to fall to the floor, completely secured. Muffled protests could be heard.

                Uh oh.

                Kayjay’s eyes widened as she realized they’d been made. She turned to run for the door, but suddenly her lungs filled with the most incredibly potent scent she’d ever inhaled. She was lubricating, far more than she ever had in her life. Her nipples were thick and rigid, her belly muscles jumping. Her pussy was empty. So empty. The strength drained from her legs and she found herself dropping to her knees.

She watched as CW stood and stepped over to her. The scent was even stronger now. The most masculine thing she had ever encountered. He gestured and Kayjay gasped as her clothes exploded from her body, the shreds scattering about the room. She could only blush as she felt all eyes on her suddenly naked body kneeling in front of CW. She pressed her face against CW’s thigh and mewled, her need a sudden burning core inside her.

CW bent and casually picked her naked body up, then dumped her on the desk. Her hands shot down to her overheated pussy, her fingers desperately working her clit. CW stepped back behind his desk and placed a casual hand on her belly as he addressed a figure who had just entered the archive.

“Hey, boss,” said the powerfully-built figure in front of CW’s desk. This was Sam, CW’s chief enforcer. “Got your message. Want me to take care of those two?”

“Yes,” said CW. As he spoke, one of his hands moved casually over the furiously edging Kayjay’s belly. One of his fingertips started tapping on her bellybutton, pressing in a little deeper each time. “You know what to do. One of the Enslaver bio-signatures wasn’t recognized, so it’s probably a new flavor. Give that one to the good doctor, would you?”

Sam nodded. “Understood. They do seem to forget that you’re not just an Alpha, that you’re also a powerful arcane mage as well, don’t they?”

The Enforcer made his way to Dr. Jennings and Skylar. His large hands patted them down until he located the test tubes containing the Enslavers. Realizing what was about to happen, both women were trying to roll onto their bellies, but with scant success due to their arms jutting out from their wrists being secured to the collar behind their heads.

Sam pressed a heavy hand on Skylar to keep the Irish girl in place. Then he pulled up the hem of her top, exposing her midsection. Without preamble, he dropped the Enslaver onto her bare belly.

Skylar’s eyes widened and she desperately tried to buck the Enslaver off, but to no avail. The slug-like creature instinctively moved toward her bellybutton. It paused for a moment as it pressed its head into the Irish girl’s midsection. Then it squirmed its way into her, the back section disappearing smoothly into her stretched bellybutton.

Skylar wriggled furiously, desperately trying to somehow dislodge the creature from inside her. Then her eyes glazed as her various erogenous zones exploded with more pleasure and intensity than her mind could handle at the moment. Her head dropped back to the floor, hips bucking helplessly, temporarily mind-broken as her body transformed into a sensuous playground for the Enslaver.

Sam then turned to Dr. Jennings, slightly mad scientist of the erotic sciences.

“Mmmpphhhh!” said Jezebel, wriggling furiously. “Mmmmppphhh!”

Sam pulled up the scientist’s top and dropped the oddly-colored prototype Enslaver onto Jezebel’s bared midsection. As with Skylar, the prototype immediately squirmed toward her bellybutton. Moments later it pressed into the scientist’s bellybutton, stretching it out as it pushed its way inside. Moments later her belly button contracted back to normal size as the Enslaver prototype worked through her insides.

Jezebel’s eyes widened. She glared at Sam, then suddenly gasped. Her intelligent features began to soften slightly. Her lips became thicker, softer, more sensuous. Her blonde hair began growing, becoming thicker, curlier, a pure golden mass.

Her wriggles became more sensuous, more erotic. She mewled into the ball gag as her hips widened, rounded, her backside plumping out into a near half-moon. Her waist cinched in, contrasting against her hips.

Dr. Jennings couldn’t speak at the moment, but she knew…just knew…that anything she tried to say would be converted into bimbo-speak. The TG prototype Enslaver hadn’t changed her gender. It had instead amplified her innate femininity to impossible highs. She was going to be a giggling, overheated bimbo for as long as this effect lasted. Nobody was going to take her seriously as a scientist until the impact eventually faded, and she had no idea how long that would be.

Sam gave CW a thumbs-up that he’d done his part. Then he leaned down and slid a finger between Jezebel’s thick lips. The scientist flushed in anger, but found her lips and tongue enthusiastically working the digit.

That left Kayjay.

Kayjay was flushed from head-to-toe. She was flat on her back on CW’s desk, naked, completely naked in public, and being handled by a fully-dressed Alpha. The Prime Alpha. Every inch of her skin felt like an erogenous zone. Her fingers furiously worked her clit, but to no avail. Her pussy felt so empty. She needed cock, needed *his* cock, right now. She was ready to beg, to plead, but she was so overwhelmed by heat, she couldn’t speak, couldn’t form words. She was drooling, cock-drunk from the nearness of his dick. She knew intellectually that he was directing an impossibly dense stream of pheromones at her, bathing her with his essence, but that didn’t matter. She needed him now, needed him to slide his cock inside her, to fill her womb with hot, potent seed. She needed to feel him throbbing inside her, to shoot his semen into her, to breed her, to make her carry his babies.

Kayjay gasped as she felt CW’s hands on her hips, pulling her toward him. He was spreading her legs, her thighs parting easily, her legs splayed out. She knew everybody could see her pussy, see just how wet and needy she was, but she didn’t care. He leaned forward and she could feel the pressure as his fat cockhead pressed against her sopping wet entry and her body shuddered in anticipation.

For a moment, the tiny corner of Kayjay’s mind that was still vaguely under control flared up. Eyes wide, Kayjay lifted her hands and pressed against CW’s unyielding chest. Then his stomach pressed against hers and her traitor pussy relaxed, allowing CW’s cock to slide inside her.

The girth was almost impossible to take, but she was so overly-lubricated that the sensation of her pussy walls stretching created an intensity that short-circuited her mind, causing her to mewl and buck under him, her eyes rolled back in her head. He was stroking into her now, pounding her silly, his heavy balls slapping against her tight rear entrance. His arms were hooked under Kayjay’s legs, her bare feet dangling by his hips as he drove his cock into her relentlessly.

He was taking her, breeding her, putting his baby in her belly and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her traitor body was welcoming it, begging for that powerful insemination, waiting for that hot, thick invasion of potent seed to transform her into a baby factory.

When he came, it triggered her own release into an explosion of heat and intensity that wiped out any semblance of conscious thought from her mind.

His cock throbbed inside her, delivering its powerful cargo directly into her womb. She knew her egg had no chance against the aggressive baby-making semen flooding inside her. She could already feel her body shifting, preparing for motherhood. Her breasts were already swelling with potent milk.

And her belly was already starting to swell. He hadn’t even pulled out of her yet, but CW’s Alpha baby was already taking over Kayjay’s body, re-shaping it. Her belly was rounding out, swelling into CW’s trophy.

CW stepped back, pulling his cock out of Kayjay with a wet slurp.

Kayjay gasped, her pussy suddenly empty. Her eyes were blank, her body still overheated as she was still breathing in the last of the powerful Alpha pheromones. Then she blinked and her hand went to her swelling belly.

“I’m…I’m pregnant. So…pregnant!”

CW grinned, then leaned forward and ruffled Kayjay’s hair. “Yes, you are,” he said. “Good girl.”

Kayjay blushed, partly from the sudden rush of heat she got from being called a good girl, partly in embarrassment at the rush of heat.

“One of the interesting things about getting knocked up by an Alpha,” said CW, “is that you instinctively return periodically to the Alpha that turned you into a mommy. And after you get done carrying this baby, you’ll find yourself feeling empty and suddenly going into heat, going back to the Alpha, willing to let yourself get impregnated again just so long as you get to breathe in that musk of his.”

Kayjay opened her mouth to protest, to say she’d never let herself be a playtoy or a baby factory, but nothing came out.

CW chuckled. “Good girl,” he said. “Now go see Sam about getting you some clothes. Unless you want to waddle home naked.”

Kayjay stamped her foot in frustration. Then she turned around, her already swelled belly making it awkward.

Then her eyes widened and she blushed as everybody in the archive started clapping.

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[chrystalwynd]

From the laboratory of Dr. Jezebel Jennings, slightly mad doctor of the erotic sciences:

Skylar walked into the lab of Dr. Jezebel Jennings.

Dr. Jennings was aware of her reputation as a slightly mad doctor of the erotic sciences. Her distress about her repute rated somewhere between her concern about the color of shoes worn by sloths and her apprehension about the metaphysical consequences of using ketchup on macaroni and cheese.

The scientist glanced her assistant with disapproval. “You’re late.”

Skylar nodded. “I had to stop for coffee.”

The scientist looked oddly disappointed. “There’s coffee in the break room.”

Skylar nodded. “I know. But the coffee in the break room has a slightly odd aroma.”

“Out-sourced beans, no doubt.”

“Undoubtedly,” said Skylar. “It also bears an astonishing resemblance to the experimental beverage you were working on last week.”

Dr. Jennings suddenly became very enraptured with her computer monitor. “An unusual coincidence, that.”

“I’m sure,” said Skylar. “And I was also a bit concerned when Astrid tried some and she suddenly became glassy-eyed and started edging herself right there in the break room.”

Dr. Jennings suddenly looked pleased. “Did she now?”

Skylar nodded. “Yes. Yes she did. She’ll need a new lab coat.”

“Of course. Order her one from Amazon.”

“And Julie?”

“What about Julie?”

“She grew cat ears and a tail after trying the coffee. She was licking her hand and purring when I left the break room.”

Dr. Jennings jotted some notes. “A catgirl, you say?”

“Yes.”

“Order her a litterbox. And a collar with a bell on it.”

Skylar reflected that this would be considered an odd conversation in other work setting, but here in the lab, it was just Tuesday.

“Right,” said Skylar. “I’ll take care of it.”

Dr. Jennings nodded in a distracted manner, her attention now directed back to her monitor. “At any rate, now that you’ve seen fit to show up, it’s time to get to work.”

Skylar took a swallow of her coffee. “What are we working on today?”

“Converting chromosomal genetic material into independently ambulatory organisms.”

“We’re doing that again?”

“What?”

Skylar sighed. Dr. Jennings had an impressive intellect, but she didn’t always recognize sarcasm. “Kidding. What is it we’re doing exactly?”

“Converting chro- oh, wait. You were being humorous, weren’t you? Okay, briefly. As you’re aware, we have an Alpha specimen staying here in a residential chamber.”

“Of course I’m aware of Trent. He’s gotten three of your assistants pregnant and even managed to get a blowjob from James the delivery guy, who’s as straight as the day is long.”

The scientist nodded approvingly. “Occupational hazard. And they shouldn’t complain. Workplace Alpha-induced pregnancies are covered by workers’ compensation.”

“I’m sure the Health and Safety Authority are pleased.”

Dr. Jennings gave Skylar a look. “Moving on. I’m working on converting Trent’s blood sample into an organism separate from the host.”

“Interesting. Getting that blood sample from Trent is what caused Casey to wind up with a round belly. She stayed away from the coffee, by the way.”

“I see,” said Dr. Jennings, looking disappointed. “At any rate, the blood sample appears to hold enough DNA markers to create an ambulatory organism separate from the host.”

“Ambulatory?” said Skylar. “You mean moving on its own? Like a clone?”

The scientist shook her head. “Not like a clone, but moving on its own, yes.”

Skylar blinked. “Umm…Dr. Jennings…I’m not sure that ambulatory Alpha sperm is something Chrystal Heights needs right-“

Dr. Jennings cut in. “Not moving sperm. You have a vivid imagination. You should read more scientific literature, even if it is written by quacks. Independent organism.” She pointed toward the middle of the lab.

On a sturdy table sat a glass cake dish. Under the glass lid was a grey slug-like substance.

“Dr. Jennings,” said Skylar, “why does Trent’s genetic material look like an Enslaver?”

The scientist jotted some notes. “I had to splice in some minor Enslaver genes to give the material a form to grow into. It also allows for organism to ambulate.”

“Doctor, I’m not sure-“

“MEOW!”

Skylar and the scientist spun toward the door. Then Dr. Jennings said, “Oh. Good morning, Julie.”

A woman with large triangular cat ears growing through her hair entered the laboratory. Cat whiskers extended from her cheeks and a feline tail whipped twitched from under her lab coat. She walked over and pushed the top of her head against Skylar’s chin. A low rumbling sounded from within her chest.

Dr. Jennings jotted several notes. “How long since Julie drank the formula? Er, I mean the coffee?”

Skylar scratched the top of Julie’s head, getting a more intense purr from her catgirl colleague. “About an hour.”

The scientist jotted a few more notes, then nodded. “Good. Now follow me.”

Dr. Jennings and Skylar moved toward the center of the lab, followed by Julie. They stopped in front of the cake dish. Skylar leaned down and stared at the material sitting under the glass lid.

“Dr. Jennings, are you sure this is safe?” she said, gazing at the slug-like form inside the transparent pen. “I know that’s it just shaped like an Enslaver, not an actual Enslaver, but it looks extremely similar.”

The scientist jotted some notes, barely registering the question. “Yes, I know what it looks like, but it’s completely safe.”

Skylar sighed. “I know, but it looks so ominous. Like it’s ju- JULIE! NO!”

During the exchange between Dr. Jennings and Skylar, Julie had wandered up to glass lid encapsulating the Alpha’s genetic material. Seeing the grey slug-like material inside, Julie’s cat-like instincts caused her to paw at the container playfully. The grey matter inside twitched at the motion and Julie swatted at the container with more force, inadvertently knocking the lid to the edge of the table, teetering uncertainly.

Skylar saw the glass container teetering momentarily and she reacted, instinctively reaching out to stop the cover from falling. She was a fraction of a second too late, reaching the lid just as it tipped over the edge. The lid hit the ground, but didn’t break. She leaned down and grabbed the lid, then straightened and looked at the tabletop, ready to slap the lid back in place over the Alpha’s slug-like genetic material.

The tabletop was empty.

Heart racing, Skylar looked around the floor and under the table, desperately searching for any sign of it. Nowhere.

Skylar backed up several steps, sensing that she might see better with wider perspective. Still nothing.

Then Julie said, “Meow!” and pointed at Skylar.

After a moment of confusion, Skylar suddenly realized that the catgirl was pointing at Skylar’s lab coat. The Enslaver-shaped Alpha genetic material was moving rapidly across Skylar’s shoulder and down into the neckline of her top.

Heart pounding, Skylar’s eyes widened as she felt the genetic slug moving over her bare skin and between her breasts. She felt the slug moving over her belly and she suddenly intuited that the little creature was instinctively gravitating toward her bellybutton.

Skylar twisted and turned, desperately trying to stop the creature’s movement, and for a moment she thought she succeeded. Then she felt a sudden pressure against her bellybutton.

“NO!” said Skylar, her eyes wide as she felt the slug push itself through her bellybutton. She grabbed the bottom hem of her shirt and pulled it up over her bra, just in time to see the extended tail of the creature disappear into her bellybutton.

Skylar dropped to her knees, her hands cupping her belly, cheeks flushing. “Ohhhh…ohhhhh…I can feel it moving around. It’s…it’s so…I’m going to…”

Skylar was awash with erotic heat. She knew her cheeks were flushed, her nipples hard. She understood that genetic material from an Alpha…an Alpha!...was moving around in her belly, taking it over. Making her hot. Aroused. She was wet. Impossibly wet. Breathless. She was mumbling now, her chin wet with drool. She suddenly knew where Trent was, knew where he was to within inches. He knew where she was as well. Already he was calling out to her.

“That’s fascinating,” said Dr. Jennings, writing in her notebook at a furious pace. “The genes from the sample can’t impregnate you, but it’s already hard at work sending out genetic messages, overwriting your biological imperative as a reflection of its own.”

“What?!” said Skylar, gasping as she felt another erotic surge in her belly. “No way! No Alpha is taking over my belly or my body! Not happening!”

“Of course not,” murmured Dr. Jennings, still writing. “I’m sure you don’t have any urge at all to say hello to Trent, which is good, because his ability to impregnate is already well-established, and if his sperm were to unite the bio-sample already inside you, you’d not only be pregnant, you’d be [i]very[/i] pregnant. Hyper-pregnant. So I suggest you resist the pull of the Alpha call.”

Skylar gasped again. Trent was so close. All she had to do was go through the door and walk down the hall to Trent’s residential chamber. Just stop in for a moment. Surely just seeing him would be enough to quench the heat in her pussy, right?

“Not…going…to…that…stupid…Alpha…!”

Dr. Jennings nodded, still writing. “I know. You’re absolutely right. Bio-sample? No…Bio-enslaver? Yes, that’s it. We’ll call it a Bio-enslaver…”

Skylar found herself walking toward the door, moving down the hallway. She desperately fought the urge, but her feet were moving on their own. Step by step, closer and closer to the powerful, potent Alpha that wanted to inseminate her egg, to overwrite her biological imperative with his own rules, to put an Alpha baby in her belly. To turn her into a baby factory, to keep her perpetually pregnant with Alpha babies, to give her a permanent waddle.

And the thought of being heavy with his child was making her so wet.

Trent didn’t appear surprised when she entered his chamber, followed by Dr. Jennings and Julie. He was stripped to the waist, wearing only jeans and laced boots. Skyler had seen him from a distance before, but now he looked every inch a bronzed god.

Dr. Jennings stayed by the door, pen and notebook in hand. “Please, don’t mind me. I’m here for scientific observation, not orgasms.”

Skylar’s pussy was dripping. Trent was perfect. The perfect buff physique. The perfect amount of scruff. He smelled so masculine. Her nipples were hard. She ran her fingers down his rigid abdominal muscles.

The bulge in his jeans took her breath away. The weight. The heft. Powerful. Potent.

She was naked. How did she get naked? The swampy heat between her thighs. She could smell herself. Didn’t matter. He lifted her easily, dropped her onto the bed. Her thighs parted without thought. His cock was thick, incessant, pushing against her sopping slit. Demanding entrance.

For a moment…for a single moment…Skylar had a flash of clarity, a moment where she suddenly realized this powerful Alpha had every intention of shooting a potent load inside her, putting an Alpha baby in her belly, reshaping her body for his purposes, making her heavy with his child. A single moment before penetration, she pressed her hands against his muscled chest and pushed.

And then his thick, meaty cock slid inside her wet pussy and her will disintegrated.

Skylar’s eyes rolled back into her head as the Alpha pounded her silly. His mighty dick pistoned into her, heavy balls slapping into ass as he prepared to plant his seed. A tiny corner of her mind sensed the Alpha matter moving in her belly, shifting around, reacting to Trent’s proximity. Preparing Skylar’s womb to receive the potent baby-making sperm.

And when Trent exploded inside her, blasting a lava-hot stream inside her, he triggered an explosive orgasm from the overwhelmed Skylar that she’d never experienced before, as well as an intense wave of emotion and powerful deliberation. She was a receptacle, a creature of heat and need, unable to think, only react.

Trent remained in place for several seconds, allowing Skylar’s tight pussy to squeeze every drop from his cock. Then he pulled free with a wet slurp, leaving the stunned Skylar to slowly pull herself together.

Skylar blinked and slowly sat up, trying to clear her mind, a hand on her belly. Something was going on inside her.

Dr. Jennings had remained at the door during the entire coupling, watching dispassionately and taking notes. Still writing, she said, “Trent’s sperm is combining with the bio-enslaver embedded within your belly, creating a biological phenomenon known as a hyper-pregnancy.”

Skylar’s eyes widened and she got to her feet. “What!? No! I…I can’t be pregnant again! I…I’m…!”

Dr. Jennings pointed at Skylar’s belly with her pen. “I’d remain there. You’re going to be visibly pregnant in a few minutes. Besides, I want to mention a few things.”

Skylar could feel her breasts beginning to fill with milk, her nipples beginning to engorge. Her belly was gurgling. She began struggling into her clothing. “What is it I need to know?”

The scientist noted Skylar’s belly beginning to swell. Her assistant was already growing heavy with child. “This isn’t just a typical Alpha pregnancy. When Trent inseminated you, his sperm mixed with the genetic bio-enslaver. That created a hyper-pregnancy situation, but that bonding also created a condition inside you called a thralldom.”

Skylar’s belly was slowly growing rounder, fuller, more gravid. Her breasts were already sloshing, heavy with milk. Her figure was fuller, more maternal. “What? What’s a thralldom?”

Dr. Jennings dotted an I and crossed a T, then looked up. “It means you’ll do whatever Trent tells you to do.”

“WHAT?!” said Skylar. “No way! No one tells me what to do!”

Trent had put on his jeans, but nothing else. He wasn’t projecting his Alpha pheromones, but his masculine scent filled the room, mixing with Skylar’s feminine scent. He looked at Skylar. “Take off your shoes,” he said. “You don’t need them. And leave your belly on display.”

Without thought, Skylar immediately removed her shoes. Then she removed her top and dropped it on the bed.

Trent nodded. “Good girl.”

Suddenly Skylar blushed. “Hey!”

Dr. Jennings shrugged. “Like I said.”

Skylar’s gravid belly had reached late-stage proportions. Even had her Alpha master allowed her a top, there would have been no hiding her huge, round belly. Her heavy breasts bulged with milk and her wide hips projected outward into an ample backside.

“Nice,” said Trent, his hand on Skylar’s bottom. “And your belly looks so good, it’s making me horny. How about a blowjob?”

Without conscious thought, Skylar dropped to her knees, her mouth sliding over his thick cock before it even occurred to her that she was blowing the guy who had just intentionally knocked her up.

“Like I said,” said Dr. Jennings, “you’ll do whatever he tells you to do. At least until the baby’s born.”

Skylar tried to protest, but all she could manage to do was mumble around his cock. But even that was losing heat as his scent began to overwhelm her.

“Also on the bright side,” said the scientist, watching her assistant’s head bob over the Alpha’s cock, “is a reminder that your pregnancy is covered by workers’ compensation.”

END

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“Really, Caleigh? That’s what you’re going to wear to the most important dinner of my professional life?”

Caleigh sighed, “What’s wrong with this sweater? It’s cute”. 

Nick was a little on edge to say the least. Tonight, Nick was able to schedule a dinner with Mr. Connor, the President of a booming robotics company. If this went well, he would be the front-runner for the Executive VP opening. Nick had heard the rumours about Mr. Connor; apparently, the guy fancied himself a player. He had no issues with flirting with the wives and girlfriends of his employees. A good looking girlfriend that isn’t opposed to a little flirting could go a long way toward helping someone get in Mr. Connor’s good graces. 

Now, Caleigh was an attractive girl but being flirty wasn’t exactly her strong suit. Nick had explained the plan to her: look cute, be bubbly, show a little skin and giggle at Mr. Connor’s bad jokes and play into any advances he might make. Nick even bought Caleigh a new designer dress just for the occasion. 

“Where’s the dress I got you?” Nick was trying not to lose his cool with his girlfriend, “I didn’t buy you a 600 dollar dress for it could sit in your closet.”

He has a point, Caleigh thought to herself as she took the dress out of the closet. She was beginning to wonder why she even agreed to go through with this, “It’s a little low-cut, don’t you think?” They both knew the answer. And short, she continued in her mind, and a little skanky. 

“Just put it on, please,” Nick was really starting to lose his patience, “This is apparently the latest and greatest trend in fashion and technology.” Nick pulled out his phone to check the time, “We have less than an hour to get there. Just do this for me, okay?”

Caleigh relented and put the dress on, “Nick, this isn’t me at all. It’s too tight and skimpy. People are going to judge, “she paused for a second to try and adjust the dress, “and what the heck does technology have to do with this dress?” Caleigh tugged at the bottom of the dress in an attempt to cover herself up.

Nick looked up from his phone, “This”. He hit a button on his phone and, all of a sudden, Caleigh was completely frozen in place as if she was put on pause. “I’m sorry to have to do this, babe, but you didn’t give me much of a choice. A guy in the R&D department at work showed me this and I had him put it into your dress. You see, there are nanites in the dress that allow me to use this app to make a whole bunch of modifications to both the item and the wearer.” 

Looking back at app on his phone, Nick started to alter the dress. He made it even shorter than Caleigh would have ever allowed for the naughtiest of her lingerie; he then added halter straps and a figure-accentuating belt. He also gave Caleigh some large pink hoop earrings and a colourful bangle to show off her soon-to-be new-found playfulness. 

“That outfit is perfect,” Nick said to his helpless girlfriend. “I’m not sure how aware you are of what’s happening but, if you are in there, I am really sorry for what I have to do next.”

Nick switched to the “Wearer” screen on the app and a small image of Caleigh came up along with some character traits. A small part of him felt guilty for this; he knew he could stop now and there would still be a chance that she’d forgive him but he really needed this dinner to go well. If nothing else, the increase in pay might be enough to buy Caleigh’s forgiveness. 

Nick reasoned to himself that, if he made Caleigh’s mental changes first, she might not even remember the physical ones. With that, he began to make his adjustments. The first was to drop her IQ down to 88, which was his lucky number and made her dumb and ditzy enough to giggle at just about everything Mr. Connor said. He then doubled her sex drive and playfulness while also making her as flirtatious as the app would allow. 

He took another look at Caleigh and was satisfied that, even if she was still in there, the new her would love what was about to happen. Switching over to the “Physical” portion of the app, Nick began transforming his naturally pretty girlfriend into a complete bimbo fuckdoll. He swelled her modest B-cup breasts to cartoonish H-cup tits. He proceeded to inflate her butt as well to give her that Jessica Rabbit-esque look on her already tiny waist. 

He lengthened her hair enough to ensure it would go down to her ass and added some curls. He then plumped up her lips so much that he was sure she’d probably end up talking with a lisp. Finally, he changed her eyes to make them look large and vacant. Once he was content with her appearance, he used the app to reapply her make-up with a look fitting for a porn star. 

Nick looked at the new and improved Caleigh; a version of her that was previously only possible in his dirtiest dreams and instantly felt the front of his pants tighten. He had fantasized about his somewhat-prudish girlfriend becoming a total bimbo, but now his dreams were a reality. 

“I promise that I’ll fix everything once this is over. And, once I get this job, I owe you one very romantic vacation… but, in the meantime, we still have 20 minutes and,” Nick stepped toward the still-frozen-in-place bimbo in front of him, “I think I need to relax a bit before this dinner.”

Nick parted his girlfriend’s lips into an inviting O-shape. In her current state, Caleigh appeared as nothing more than a living blow-up doll. A thought popped into his head to use the app to change Caleigh’s name to something more suitable like Cici. He would do that but, first, there was a more pressing need. Nick undid his pants, lowered Cici onto her knees and used his new bimbo like the doll she was. After cumming all over Cici’s perfectly rounded mouth and wiping it clean, Nick grabbed his phone and unfroze Cici.

“Hi baby!! I’m like soooo excited to go to dinner with you. Do you want me to suck Mr. Connor’s cock? I bet he’d give you the job then!” Cici asked with so much enthusiasm that Nick couldn’t help but chuckle. It might not be the worst idea, he thought to himself. 

On the way to dinner, Nick wondered what Mr. Connor would think of his girlfriend. If she was a hit at dinner, maybe he’d have to change her back like this again. Or, as he glanced at Cici fondling herself in the car, maybe he’d never change her back at all. 

[herboobsaregreat]

Enjoy the struggle.

[missnaughtyerica]

Stupid fucking cheerleaders if they think by turning me into one of them im going to join the team then there shit out of luck.

I do look good though look at my tits there bigger than my girfriends and you know thinking about her now i feel nothing her brother sure is hot though i bet he could fuck me so good well there is only one way to find out

[misseviehyde]

COS-PLAYED

PART 1

Linda knew that taking down Alice the evil brat would help her kill two birds with one stone. Not only was Alice directly bullying her daughter Rose, but she was also dating her sons bully Jason. Dealing with her would hopefully protect both her children.

Alice was one of these slutty e-girl types who was hugely successful online with thousands of simp followers. Linda didn't much understand the world of social media and streaming - but just because the girl was a rising celebrity, that wasn't going to stop her from confronting her.

She knew that Alice was a hugely successful cosplayer. Her costumes were said to be amongst the best looking ever - no one knew where she got them from. Maybe her rich and powerful Daddy got them for her, but no one knew for sure.

Regardless - Linda was determined to confront her.

Linda had waited till Alice's parents were out and then she banged on the door. The bored blonde e-girl rolled her eyes as she saw the much older woman on her doorstep.

"Like what the fuck do you want old lady?" she yawned twirling a piece of gum round a manicured finger.

"I want to talk to you about my children. I want you to leave Rose alone and tell that disgusting boy Jason to lay off my Sam too."

Alice giggled, "OMG - you're those two losers Mom? No wonder they are so pathetic. Eugh, I can't believe you like came over here to threaten me. Like am I supposed to be scared?"

Linda felt her anger rise at the insolence of this little brat. She pushed her way into the house.

"Hey - you can't come into my house," shrieked Alice in outrage. "You're fucking crazy lady. I'm calling my Daddy."

Alice turned to run to her room where her mobile phone was and in a panic Linda followed her. She wasn't quite sure what she thought she was going to do but as she burst into Alice's room behind her - her heart was hammering.

She barely had time to take in the scene. A weird machine stood in the centre of the floor. It had a large funnel shaped hopper on top and next to it Alice was grabbing her phone and already trying to ring her Daddy.

With a gasp Linda grabbed Alice and the two women fought, struggling and crashing around the room till with a shriek, Alice suddenly lost her balance and fell into the hopper.

There was a wet sucking sound and Linda's mouth dropped open as she watched Alice sucked down into the hopper. Impossibly her body seemed to fold in on itself, shrinking and emptying as it descended.

A tube on the bottom of the machine sprung open and an empty skin with long blonde hair popped out with a ping.

"Oh my God," groaned Linda in horror. "I didn't mean to kill her... I... but wait... I mustn't panic - I need to think."

Picking up the skin from the floor Linda held it up and noticed it had seams in it. The machine had turned Alice into a costume! The skin was incredibly soft and stretchy - it still even felt warm. It was like it was... alive.

Looking down at the apparatus she began to understand. This was some sort of costume making machine. No wonder Alice had the most realistic cosplays.

Maybe there was some way to reverse the effect of the machine and turn Alice back to normal? She had to figure it out.

Suddenly Alice's phone began to ring. There was only one word on the screen. DADDY.

"Shit," gasped Linda realising that in the confusion Alice must have managed to call her Daddy for a moment and he was now calling back concerned.

Panicking she picked up the bodysuit and without really knowing why she pulled the face over her own.

Alice's tight young skin stretched and then snapped into place. Linda felt a pricking like millions of pins and needles then suddenly she could feel soft blonde hair around her ears and the taste of cherry lipgloss. Her teeth felt different, smoother and more perfect. She reached up to touch her face and gasped at the feeling of young soft skin.

"Oh my God," she gasped and her voice was the voice of Alice.

The phone was still ringing - so picking it up she answered.

"Hello ummm Daddy."

"Alice. Are you okay? Why are you calling me?"

"Ohhh ummm I was just errrrr..." Linda's eyes roved around the room. "I was just having some problems with the costume machine in my room. Do you know if it's possible to reverse the effects if you use it Daddy?"

"Baby - be careful with that thing. I told you it's not a toy. I'd get into a lot of trouble if you were caught with that thing. But anything my girl wants - she gets. I'm not sure about reversing the process - but I'll ask my research team."

"Ohhh okay ummmm thanks Daddy."

As she spoke Linda was amazed at how easy it was to ape Alice's mannersims and speech patterns. It was almost like the knowledge of how to do so was in her head, accesible at the periphery of her thoughts. Were Alice's memories inside the suit as well?

Breathing a sigh of relief Linda hung up then slowly began to peel Alice's face away. She felt strangely reluctant to do so. Alice's face felt good. She stopped and she felt the skin tighten on her face again... almost possessively.

Turning to the mirror Linda looked at her beautiful pouty features. Alice's bratty face looked back at her with wet pink lips and mischevious eyes. Thick e-girl makeup covered her slutty features... she looked... hawt.

Linda wondered what it would feel like to wear the entire skin? A terrible temptation grew within her and the face in the mirror seemed to be egging her on.

Yessss that's it you old shrivelled bitch. Put me on entirely. See how it feels to be young, tight and hot.

Linda's fingers went to her buttons as she began to rationalise the growing urge within her.

"Alice's Daddy needs time to come through with a reverse process, I guess that means I may need to impersonate Alice again. One little try of her body can't hurt."

That's right bitch - slip inside. Wear the body of the alpha-slut who has been bullying your own children.

Linda gasped as she tore off her clothing and finding the seams to the suit began to climb inside. The skin should have been too small - but it seemed to stretch to accomodate Linda's girth then tighten to squeeze her down to the right size.

"Ohhhhh fuck yesssss," panted Linda in Alice's sexy voice as she felt her body crushed and squeezed down into that of a tight little slut. She giggled as she wiggled her now perfect bottom and stretched her lithe young body as the seams sealed invisibly. Only a tiny catch was left on the back of her neck under her hair. She felt amazing.

"Wow, I'm so fucking cute and hot now," gloated Linda as she paraded up and down in Alice's body. "I can't believe how good this feels."

Naked she ran hands over her firm perky tits and inevitably towards her already wet pussy. "Oh my GAWD my little kitty is so fucking tight," she squealed as she slid a finger inside. "I forgot how good a tight pussy feels."

Throwing open Alice's wardrobe Linda got dressed. A sexy purple sweater, tight daisy dukes and white knee socks with converse trainers and she was ready.

She realised that she was able to channel and absorb all of Alice's bitchy memories whilst wearing the skin. As a result, this outfit was exactly like one Alice would wear. Turning to face the mirror she giggled to see that she had adopted Alice's body mannerisms and posture.

"OMG - I totally look and sound just like that bitch. No one would ever know the difference."

Picking up Alice's phone, she giggled as it unlocked automatically - recognising her biometrics. As she scrolled through the various contacts and apps - she realised she now knew all these people. The skin was giving her all the knowledge she needed and the longer she was inside, the more Alice's memories sat in her mind like they were her own. She wondered if she'd be able to access them once she took off the skin?

"Now then, what shall I do as Alice?"

************

Linda groaned... legs spread wide and pussy high in the air as she bent over the bed and Jason ploughed her like the tight little slut she was now.

"Ohhhh fuckkkkk" she squealed... her tight pussy lips gripping every inch of his eight inch cock as he expertly ploughed her so deeply she could feel it all the way up to her tummy.

She was so fucking wet. Her husband Donald had NEVER fucked her like this.

"Fuck baby, you're so horny tonight. What's gotten into you?"

Linda wanted to laugh hysterically, if only Jason knew! Instead she looked over her shoulder and bit her lip. "Shut up and fuck me harder."

She groaned as he grinned, slapping her ass hard and driving her down into the bed so he could just fuck her harder.

It just felt so fucking good. Part of her was disgusted by what she was doing, but the rest loved it. After all - she'd spent night after night comforting her son as he described how Jason bullied and tormented him.

Now she was letting the same bastard that terrorised her son rail her and she was loving every moment.

It had just sort of... happened. She'd gone round to Jason's thinking of using her new body to punish him or getting him to change his ways.

The minute she'd seen him she'd felt her new body respond... her heart start beating faster... her pussy getting wetter. When he'd slid his strong arms around her waist she had been ready for him.

Jason's hands were in her hair his voice in her ear as he pounded her with long slow confident thrusts. "I know what will make you cum even harder babe. I know you love it when I tell you how mean I've been to the losers at school. You should have seen that nerd Sam crying after I flushed his head down the toilet."

"Ohhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk."

To her horror Linda felt her body respond. There was just something so fucking hot about the thought of her boyfriend dominating her son. Wait... her boyfriend?

"Shit... that's it baby... you love being a mean spoiled bitch don't you? You love being a souless vain bullying bitch. Say it..."

Yessss that's it... you wanna be a bad girl. Feel how wet your pussy is...

"Ohhhhh fuck... I love being a bully... yessss fuck me deeper baby. Tell me how you bully those losers. I love it."

Linda screamed as she began to cum and Jason slapped her ass again.

It felt so good to be bad.

**********

Linda giggled as she saw her phone had eleven missed calls from her daughter Rose.

What does that fucking reject loser want? Probably wondering why her fat loser Mom isn't home yet.

Linda hesitated. It was getting late. By now Sam and Rose would be in a panic. Her husband would be losing his mind.

She reached up to her neck... to the clasp. She needed to take off the skin.

Why? Why not leave it on? No one knows what you did. Why not become a bullying spoiled bitch and enjoy this life forever?

"Nooooo, what's wrong with me?" she gasped.

Face it bitch, you're loving what the skin is doing to you. Losing your identity, losing yourself to Alice. You WANT the skin to merge with you to become you. You've never been wetter or more turned on.

"No... I have a family... a family I love!"

With a scream Linda reached up and found the clasp. She tore off the skin, panting and groaning as she tore off Alice and staggered out of her with a wet sucking sound.

Groaning she lay shivering and naked. Then slowly her breathing steadied and sitting up she looked at the skin with a mixture of disgust and longing.

She had narrowly escaped - but already the longing to become Alice again was growing. Gathering up the skin she stuffed it into a bag and pulled on her clothes.

Trying not to think about the Alice costume in her bag she grabbed her things and slipped out of Alice's house.

It was late and she needed to be home. She needed to see her kids and her husband.

She needed to hide Alice and never wear her again till she could turn her back.

How hard could it be?

*************

Like, comment, reblog and message me if you'd like a part 2. Maybe someone else will get inside Alice... or maybe Linda will have another go?

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Part 2! Part 2! Part 2!

[likemphat]

[bonghitsandbimbo]

I watched this 10 times 🤤

[cottonundiestf]

Your pandemic tummy was bothering you lately, and your new roommate took notice. You still didn’t know them very well, but they were studying bio-chemistry and suggested a custom supplement they were working on. They even promised the pill would flatten your waist in no time without a change in diet.

It sounded too good to be true, but they struck you as genuine and that paunch was getting on your nerves. What was the worst that could happen?

True to their word, a week after taking the pill, your waist was trim and your stomach was flat! You were even seeing the makings of abs.

What they didn’t mention initially was that the supplement was not designed to stop weight gain. After a week, it was obvious the weight you put on was shifting. Instead of a chubby stomach and a flat ass, you were developing a sleek waist and a bubble butt.

The supplements did have some side effects; heightened libido and sensitivity were definitely confirmed, and you couldn’t tell if you were getting addicted to the pills or your growing bottom.

All you knew was the more you ate, the more your butt filled out. You were having a blast shoveling dining hall food into your mouth to fuel your new obsession.

You’ve never felt more confident. And obviously, you offer your new dumptruck of an ass to your brilliant, considerate roomie as a thank you.

And to deal with that raging libido, of course. An ass like yours was meant to be used.

[thesympatheticdevil]

"Hey Ken! Like, what happened to that bottle with the reversal potion in it?" Jaime asked.

I had introduced my roommate to a gender-swapping position a couple months before. He hadn’t believed me at first, of course, but when I demonstrated it on myself first, turning into a hot chick before his very eyes, then back again just as quickly, he became a believer.

And a user. It turned out Jaime really enjoyed seducing lesbians. I think it was the thrill of getting away with something. Female Jaime hit every lesbian bar in town and there was a steady stream of hot followers of Sappho streaming in and out of our apartment, along with a steady stream of cash from Jaime's wallet to mine.

Of course, statistically speaking, he was bound to encounter a witch at one of those bars eventually.

"Oh, it went bad, Jaime," I lied. "I had to dump it. I'll need to make a new batch."

"Oh no!" She said. "I'm supposed to meet my parents for lunch! How long will it take to make more?"

Cyan detected the magic before Jaime even sat down, but she played along because, let’s face it, Jaime makes a very tasty female. But three drinks in, the witch could tell Jaime wasn't playing dumb. That was come by honestly. Which got Cyan wondering just where Jaime was getting the potion, since she clearly wasn’t smart enough to make her own.

"I'm not sure," I told her. "I'm out of palo santo and lizard eggs. It'll take more than the few minutes you have left."

"What do you mean, the few minutes I have left?" She demanded.

"Well, I doubled the dose of your transformation potion last night," I confessed. "So you've only got 12 hours to reverse it instead of 24."

"Wait...what? What happens if I don't reverse it after 12 hours?" She demanded.

Cyan wasn't mad at all. She was impressed and she wanted me to teach her how to make it. Turns out that, for a witch, she's really cool. Even better, turns out she's bi, not lesbian. While the drunken Jaime slept, I taught the witch she had brought home with her how to make the twin potions, one m2f, the other f2m. And then Cyan was kind enough to teach me a few things while we both tested the new batches. Cyan makes a pretty cute guy, and is pervy as fuck no matterwhat tackle they're packing.

"After 12 hours the switch is permanent," I broke it to her.

"PERMANENT?!?" She squealed. "It can’t be permanent!!! What will I tell my parents? What will I tell my girlfriend?"

"You have a girlfriend?" Cyan asked, emerging from my bedroom in girl form and my Alice Cooper t-shirt. "Does she know where your tongue has been?"

"Wait...what?" Jaime said, confused to see what he just vaguely remembered as a drunken one night stand from a week ago standing there in our kitchen.

"Just calm down, Jaime," Cyan said, holding up the fetish she and I had made the day before with several personal and biological items Jaime had left around the apartment. "I know you're confused, but that's okay."

"I'm...confused..." Jaime agreed, transfixed by the fetish. "But that's okay..."

"You're glad you get to stay a girl," Cyan assured her. "You can barely even remember being a guy. You're so happy being a slutty little bimbo."

"I'm so happy..." Jaime agreed. "I'm a slutty little bimbo!"

Then she giggled without a care in the world or a thought in her head.

"Ken and I will come along with you to lunch with your parents," Cyan told her. "You can introduce us and I can introduce the new you! They're going to be so happy for you!"

"They'll be so happy for me!" Jaime gushed.

"How are you going to pull that off?" I asked Cyan. "We don't have the materials to build fetishes for Jaime's parents."

"They're Jaime's biological parents, aren't they?" Cyan asked.

"Pretty sure," I confirmed. "The mom looks like an older version of girl-Jaime."

"Oh! I could work with that!" Said Cyan. "But more importantly, Jaime's fetish should work on their parents too, especially if they're as lacking in will power as their offspring. "

I had no idea. I think I might be falling in love with this witch! I gave so much to learn from her!

"Yeah, the dumb seems to run deep," I said. "You don't mind that we think you and your parents are dumb, do you Jaime?"

"I don't mind!" She agreed "I'm a slutty little bimbo!"

"Yes, you are," Cyan agreed. "And you're OUR slutty little bimbo, aren't you Jaime? You belong to me and Ken! You're so happy being our submissive little play thing."

"I'm your submissive little plaything!" She agreed, then giggled.

Cyan put the fetish away and Jaime blinked back to as close to awareness as she's capable. Then she shivered and giggled.

"You know, Jaime," Cyan said. "We've got several hours before lunch with your parents. What would you think if I told you Ken and I were going to fuck you together now?"

"Yes, Please!" Said our slutty bimbo plaything.

"Ken, do you have more of the f2m potion?" Cyan asked. "I think Jaime needs my dick in her ass."

"I...I do," I said, pulling the bottle from the cupboard I'd hid it in, a wary eye on Jaime.

She didn't seem to remember or care that I had told her I had thrown it out just a few minutes before, though.

"I need your dick in my ass!" Jaime agreed, focused on what mattered to her. "And I didn't even know you had one!"

Cyan chuckled at that and grabbed the bottle from me. As she glugged it down, Jaime giggled and I decided that yes, I was definitely in love with the pervy witch.

[cottonundiestf]

State-Sponsored Bimbo: Volunteer Rebecca

Rebecca was still nervous after signing up for the "Best I May Be Operation" Program. It sounded very experimental, but it came with a lifetime income, even if they never fully implemented the program.

They needed some "volunteers" to test the new State-sponsored project meant to prevent mass unemployment now that automation was handling most work. Rebecca thought it was worth volunteering because she was already finding it impossible to find a job.

Day 1

They had Rebecca come in to take some tests. The math and logic tests were easy. Then they had her do a few basic exercises she was hopelessly out of shape for after working a desk job for years, but she survived.

After that, they wanted to figure out what Rebecca saw as her "best self," so they sat her down and turned on her screen, so she could

Rebecca turned off the screen after an hour, feeling refreshed. She expected there would be more, but they gave Rebecca pink pills to take daily and told her to go home until next week.

She worried she would hate staying home without work to do. Rebecca said she was a busybody and might need something to keep her busy, but the administrators said she would be fine. Not willing to argue, she left for a boring week at home.

Day 8

Rebecca was excited to go back to the Best I May Be Operation Offices. The week at home was so relaxing and she really got in touch with herself—figuratively and literally. She started looking at hobbies early in the week like writing or picking up an instrument, but by the end of the week, she was just enjoying her free time.

Rebecca breezed through those tests, but apparently, she got more questions wrong this time. The exercise test was easier because she spent a lot more time doing yoga and working out in her apartment. The pills also had some 'side effects' on her libido, so she was having an easy time burning off calories with some new toys the State delivered to her apartment. Proud, Rebecca opened her screen and

When they sent Rebecca home this time, they promised she would be receiving more packages throughout the week to help ease her transition from working to her better life.

Day 29

Becca couldn't remember the last time she thought about work! It felt like such a different life sitting at a boring desk, getting pudgy and stressed.

The BIMBO Program had been so helpful over the last month! They kept taking time to analyze Becca's best self, so they would send clothes and make-up and sex toys to help her find herself.

The tests they gave her were getting harder—at least, she assumed, because they made no sense. Not that she stressed about them. She was pretty good at the exercises, so they moved her onto a new exercise program. One week she fucked one administrator, and the next week they let her fuck two!

They even upped Becca's dosage of the pills. They reminded her that the pills were making her breasts more swollen and her thighs and ass fattier, and her lips were plumping up. They assured her that she knew that from the beginning. She didn't mind—those things were part of her best self! So they set her down in front of the screens and

Becca handed back consent sheets she apparently signed. They were adding to the program with more elective options; treatments and surgeries. Most of it went over Becca's head, but she knew the smart people at the BIMBO Program knew what was best for her.

Day 183

Becki didn't have to come to the offices anymore for her appointments. Since the BIMBO Program was approved for mass use, they got her an apartment in a special building for girls choosing their best bimbo selves over dumb work!

Becki was getting new yoga friends and she always had girls around to go club-hopping with! Since her last "best self" surgery, they all seemed nervous around her, but after enough making out and fingering, the pink pills helped everyone remember how much better their lives were like this.

[leahwolf]

Wish

Be careful what you wish for, it may come true. That is the case for our story here. Where one young man makes a mistake and makes a wish out loud that, in turn, ruins his life forever…or does it?

Our story begins at a local coffee shop in the middle of a nice winter morning. A group of three friends; James, Andy and Josh are enjoying their cups of coffee whilst hanging out by the outside part of the coffee shop.

“Man, this is such a nice day to hang out…how are you all doing today?” Andy says, smirking at his friends.

Josh looks over to Andy and nods at him as he returns the smirk to Andy.

“Heh, it’s all grand for me! I got today and tomorrow off from work, so I feel so good and relaxed now.” Josh says, turning around to James. “How’s everything hanging on with you, J?”

James sighs and smiles faintly at both of his friends, his left hand in his sweatshirt pocket as his right hand is holding onto his coffee.

“Ehh…it’s hanging there, I feel good to have you two here though.” James says, obviously sounding down.

Andy sighs and pats James on the shoulder, smiling at him as well.

“James…don’t worry, we’re here for you if you need support.” Andy says, grinning to James.

“Thank you so much, Andy…I just…I just can’t take it anymore…” James says to Andy.

James then looks around. He notices all of the people that are in and outside of the coffee shop all are of groups of two people, man and woman, sitting together with one another.

“This is what I can’t take…” James says, about to go on a bit of a rant. “I can’t stand seeing this anymore. Seeing all of these couples here, having a good time and a good life. I tried my best to get someone that is perfect for me and no matter what happens, I always end up back to square one…as a broken, lonely mess.”

Andy shakes his head and sighs at James. Josh also sighs and walks up to James.

“Don’t say that, J…you will find someone. You just need to keep trying, I know you can do it…” Josh says to James.

James, after looking at all of the couples around him, looks down and sighs in a fit of depression. He then groans a bit before talking once more.

“You know…I see all of these people here. All of these boys feeling happy and proud of themselves because of what they have. Then all of these girls here, all overwhelmed with the love of their ‘significant other’ as they call it…it j- y-you know what, I WISH I had something like this happen to me! I WISH for my life to change for my own good!” James says, trying to not cry after he makes his wish.

Both Josh and Andy frown as they hear their friend’s cry of sorrow.

“James…you don’t deserve any of what is happening to you recently. As you said there, you deserve more and better than what you are getting.” Andy says to James, patting his shoulder and then backing up a bit to give Andy space.

James starts to cry a bit, but smiles at Andy a little bit. He then straightens himself up a bit and wipes his tears.

“I-I know…I know I deserve better. I’ll keep trying as you s-” James says, before cutting himself off as he hears a strange thumping sound nearby. “Hey…d-did you guys hear that?”

Andy and Josh look around, trying to figure out where the noise they heard came from.

“I don’t see anything around here that could have made that sound, where did i-” Josh looks over to where James is and notices his chest is a little bit pushed out. “Uhh…James, is there something in your shirt?”

“Huh? What are you talking about?” James says, he then pulls on the collar of his shirt and looks down in it.

James notices that his body appears to be shrinking slowly and he now has a bra on his chest. He also pulls on his pants and notices that he is wearing a pair of matching panties instead of his usual boxers.

“HOLY- W…What is going on? Wh-Why am I wearing a bra?” James says, dropping his cup on the ground by accident due to him freaking out.

“The heck? You’re wearing a bra? That sounds nothing like you at a-” Andy says, before cutting himself off as he sees James’ hair growing slowly, shifting in style to look more feminine. “UUUUHHH…James…why are you becoming more feminine randomly!?”

Josh’s eye twitches a bit as he sees James changing. His eyes open wide as he sees James’ chest pushing out slowly, forming a pair of B-cup breasts but growing more and more.

“Uhh…James. You’re turning into…a g-girl…oh my god…” Josh says, covering his eyes with his hands in disbelief.

James opens his eyes wide in deep concern. He then looks down at his body, noticing that his clothes are starting to change in shape, with his pants turning into a nice pair of tight shorts, his sweatshirt opening and thus turning into one with a zipper and his shirt lowering by the collar to reveal his growing breasts.

“O…Oh my g-g…a-aaaahh…aaaaahhh!!!!” James begins to freak out but then almost loses his balance as he feels his crotch beginning to painfully retreat into his body. He then pulls on the top of his shorts and notices that the bulge in the panties he has on is starting to shrink.

“No…no this c-can’t be…h-happening…nooooo!!!” James says, hearing his voice becoming more feminine. He then begins to run swiftly away from his friends.

“Ahh, shit…there he goes, running off!” Andy turns around to Josh, putting his hand out at him. “Josh, you can go back home if you want to, we can continue our hangout time tomorrow. I’m gonna go chase after James now.”

Josh sighs and shrugs at Andy, nodding as well.

“Fine…at least I got tomorrow off, eh…heheh, see you then, I guess.” Josh says, walking away while drinking the rest of his coffee.

Andy sighs and turns around. He begins to run down the path James took, trying to catch up to him.

As James continues to run, the changes continue on. His new breasts grow to DD cup size and his hair becomes softer and is now half way down his back.

“D-Dammit! M-Must get home…I can’t be seen like this…aaagh…” James says, groaning from his body thinning out and his butt expanding.

Andy manages to run enough to where James is now in his eye sight.

“Holy shit…Josh wasn’t kidding, James really is turning into a girl! Dang…he’s getting a very feminine figure now…” Andy says as he is running.

James’ clothes had now fully changed to look more like girl clothes. His socks and shoes also turned into stockings and flip flops.

“Almost h-home…you can d-do it James…you c-can…a-aaaaaaahhh!!!” James falls onto the ground as he feels a shooting pain in between his legs. His cock starting to shrink. “N-No…d-don’t g-go…nnngh…nooooo!”

Andy runs up to James and notices him, now her on the ground. He picks her up and looks at her already shifting feminine face.

“A-Are you okay, J-James!?” Andy says, very worried. “Gosh…that name sounds so weird for you now…just look at you!”

Andy makes a bit of a chuckle as he tries to joke around. James then looks at him as they are both standing up and just shakes ‘her’ head.

“Oh, shut up…ugh…well…I guess I need a new name now that…” James looks down and pulls on ‘her’ pants and panties, noticing her new vagina. “Now that I’m a full girl now…”

“H-How about Jamie? That sounds like it could fit you well…maybe.” Andy says, shrugging.

James just shakes ‘her’ head in disagreement. 'She’ then sighs and starts thinking as well.

“Hmm…what about…Jennifer? Sounds a lot better, plus I even like the sound of it.” James, now Jennifer, says to Andy.

Andy smiles at Jennifer, holding her hand as he looks into her eyes.

“Heh, that does sound better than what I thought of. Heh…so Jennifer, you want me to walk home with you?” Andy says, smiling at Jennifer. “I wanna make sure nobody tries to hit on you or something…”

“Andy, I’m still your friend from before. I’m just female instead of a male. I think I’ll be able to fend for myself on the way home, but you can come along if you want.” Jennifer says to Andy, returning the smile.

Andy simply nods at Jennifer and keeps a soft hold on her hand. The both of them then head further down the path to Jennifer’s house.

“Heh…Josh is going to freak when he sees you now.” Andy says before chuckling. “I wonder what you’re going to do now with all of your old things…”

Jennifer groans at Andy after he talks and shakes her head.

“Uuugh…I knew you were going to ask me that, Andy.” Jennifer says to Andy. “I’m probably gonna have to make some money for new clothes…ugh…”

“Heh…don’t worry about it, I’m sure either Josh or myself could let you borrow some money.” Andy says, patting Jennifer’s back.

Andy and Jennifer walks up to the entrance to Jennifer’s house. As they are about to open the door to go inside, Jennifer feels something strange with her chest.

“Nngh…my ch-chest feels weird! W-Why?” Jennifer says, taking her left hand and putting it on her breasts.

“I-I don’t know, Jen…I bet it’s just your body getting used to the cha- wh-whoa…” Andy says before stopping himself as he notices Jennifer’s chest growing slowly once again. “UMM, JEN…YOUR CHEST…”

Jennifer looks down on her body and notices her breasts slowly expanding again, also making her shirt slowly unbearable to wear.

“Aaah! Wh-What the fuck? I-I thought it was all over!” Jennifer says. She then groans a bit as she feels her shirt getting tight around her chest. “Nnngh…Andy. I’m just gonna…head inside and rest. I-I’ll see you tomorrow…”

Andy sighs and nods slowly at Jennifer. He then starts to turn his body around to walk home, but before he does that, he notices Jennifer’s hair slowly getting wavey and tips of her hair slowly turning a bright blonde.

“What the heck…J-Jen, your hair is-” Before Andy finishes what he wants to say, Jennifer goes inside her house and closes the door.

“Ahh, shit…I don’t think she heard me!” Andy says to himself softly.

Andy then stays by the door and thinks about if he wants to just head back to his house or follow Jennifer inside her house.

“Hmm…it probably isn’t as bad as I think it actually is…but on the other hand, I never seen something like this before. Goddang it, I’m just gonna follow her in, I care too much about my friends!” Andy says, opening the door to Jennifer’s house and running inside.

Meanwhile, Jennifer has opened the door into her bathroom and has gone inside. She then begins to splash her face with the water from the sink.

“Nngh…no, I was probably seeing things. Maybe…I just need to rest up a bit…” Jennifer says as she is cleaning herself up.

As Jennifer looks back at the mirror, she notices something strange with her skin. She rubs her eyes a bit and looks again.

“Huh…? Was my sk-skin always had a slight tan to it? Uhhh…I think it always was, hehe…” Jennifer says, covering her mouth with one of her hands after giggling. “Oh? Did I just giggle? I-I guess that’s just part of being a sexy girl then! Hehe!”

Jennifer begins to admire how she looks in the mirror and even fixes up her slightly messy hair a bit. Her hair begins to grow longer slowly and the blonde color starts to come in more.

“Heh- W-Waaaait…why is my hair turning b-blonde? Or was it always that? Hehe…nngh, what the hell is happening!?” Jennifer says, snapping out of her trance.

Jennifer feels her shorts starting to get tighter on her body as well as her butt expands at the same rate as her breasts.

“What the f-…hell, what is happening to me!? Why am I still growing!” Jennifer says, she then grabs a pair of scissors from the sink drawer and begins cutting off the blonde hair until all that is left is a short bob cut of her normal color hair. “I-I wish this could stop already and…and like, I hate this hair so much…I wish it was more pretty and sexy- nngh…wh-why did I s-say that…”

As she says that, her hair begins to grow back even faster and changing in style.

“No no no! This isn’t what I…I…wanted…? Maybe it…uhh…was?” Jennifer says, her IQ and mind slowly degrading.

Jennifer’s hair grows until it is to her knees. Her hair is now completely blonde, thick and straight. It is also styled like a long hime cut.

“M-My hair…oh my g-gosh…it’s…it…it’s like, so totally how I wanted it the whole time! Hehe! Nngh…why do I keep saying stuff like that!?” Jennifer says, before grabbing the scissors again in an attempt to cut her hair off once more.

Right before she even puts the scissors near her hair, her IQ and Mind degrades more to where she doesn’t remember why is in the bathroom.

“Wait…w-why am I in m-my bathroom…and like, why do I have these scissors?” Jennifer says, even forgetting about why she is holding onto the pair of scissors. “Hehe, why would I even think of cutting off my gorgeous locks of h-haaair…ooohhh…what is this f-feeling…”

Jennifer drops the pair of scissors onto the sink and begins to moan as she begins to feel a very strange but pleasurable warmth in between her legs.

“Mmmmhh…this f-feels so strange b-but g-good…ooohh- n-nngh…I’m losing my mind here…I-I gotta…get out of t-these clothes…” Jennifer says, trying to fight the changes happening with her mind.

As Jennifer strips off her clothes, she begins to moan in relief with every bit taken off of her. She then looks into the mirror again and giggles as she sees her bra and panties extending as her butt and breasts grow.

“Hehe! My tits are like to huge and yummy for a man to fo- AAAHHH!!!” Jennifer screams and shakes her head. “No…this isn’t happening t-to me! I d-don’t know wh-what to do…I can’t live like this!”

Jennifer darts out of the bathroom and runs as much as she can to the stairs to the second floor where her bedroom is, but falls onto the floor right by the stairs due to not being used to the weight of her big breasts.

Meanwhile, as Jennifer was running out of the bathroom, Andy had been looking endlessly for her all throughout her house.

“Where the heck did she run off to? She couldn’t have gone out again, did sh-” Andy says, before hearing the loud thump as Jennifer falls onto the floor. “Whoa, what was that!? Was that her?”

Andy walks over to where the noise came from, which was where the stairs are. When he gets there, he notices what he thinks is Jennifer on the floor and immediately walks back a bit just so he is not seen.

“What the…is th-that Jennifer…sh-she changed even more!? Wh-What is she turning into!?” Andy says, as quiet as possible as he can only watch what happens next to Jennifer.

“Aaah! N-No…these breasts a-are too b-bit…i..it’ll…hehe…it’ll take like, so much time getting used to these big, sexy titties!” Jennifer says, her IQ dropping even more. “Mmmnhhh…Jeni feels so fluffy and s-sexy too…and…I f-feel something c-cominnng…oooohhhh…”

Jennifer, now referring to herself as Jeni, begins to feel her vagina getting warmer once again but to where it is overwhelming her with pleasure. Her breasts and butt expand more, feeling pleasureable to Jeni as they grow one last time.

“Oooohhh…oohh…my whole b-body feels s-so…g-good…ooohhh…” Jeni says, before barely regaining control of herself for one last time. “I-I d-don’t know what I…am anymore…I-I don’t think I can fight this anymore…”

Jeni’s bra and panties extend to the point where they’re about to snap off of her. She begins to feel a huge amount of overwhelming pressure inside of her, about to burst out. Jeni then starts to rub against her panty covered vagina as well.

“Nnngh…nooooo…I f-feel it…c-coming…hehe…losing c-control…a-about to b-burst…oooh…h-here it c-comes…y-yes…almost th..th-…ooooooooOOOOOHHH!!!” Jeni screams out, losing control of herself one last time.

Jeni then begins to cum a lot all over herself, moaning extremely loud as well. Her panties and bra snaps off completely as well. Everything that was left of James/Jennifer has melted away as her eyes turn a bright pink color.

“Ooohh! Ooh…ooohhhh yes…so…so yummy and g-good…” Jeni says, tossing the ripped panties and bra away from her and seeing her legs and vagina wet from the cum. “Hehe…I made such a m-mess…I’m like, totally a sexy and naughty bimbo!”

Andy opens his eyes wide as he sees what his friend has now turned into.

“A…A bimbo!? What the fuck…I can’t believe this happened…” Andy says, holding onto his head. “I-I can’t be here anymore…I’m going home…”

Right before Andy is even by the door, Jeni begins to talk again.

“Ooooohh…I-I wish I had a nice guy here to l-love a-and fu-fucky meeeee…mmmhh…” Jeni says, moaning still.

Andy looks behind him, where Jeni is, and starts to frown a bit.

“Wow…she really said that? I-I mean…I know that I wouldn’t want to be that guy for her…bu-” Andy stops himself short in the statement, his own mind beginning to shift. “But…she is very lonely and has nobody to care about her. I-I should…go and b-be…her man…nngh…what? N-Not me too…”

Andy begins to feel very horny as his cock starts to grow a little bit. His body also becomes more fit as well.

“Nngh…g-getting horny…ooohh…maybe…maybe I should…take…Jeni…mmhh…” Andy says, his mind slowly changing completely.

Andy’s hair grows a bit, down to his shoulders and becomes softer. His overall skin becomes smooth and flawless of any hair as well as his face becoming free of facial hair or any imperfections.

“I n-need…a-a girl to l-love and f-fuck…nngh…” Andy says as he walks over to where Jeni is. “I-I can’t…control…myself…nngh!”

Jeni slowly stands back up and giggles. She then hears Andy walking over to her and turns around to see him.

“Ooooo!! A-A hottie has came to me…hehe…like, my wish came true!” Jeni says, running to Andy and hugging him tightly. “Hehe…hey there, you sexy man!”

Andy looks into the sexy pink eyes of Jeni and smiles at her. He puts his arms on Jeni’s bare hips and groans.

“Nngh…j-just looking at you…makes me h-horny…ooohh…” Andy says, his control slipping very fast. “I-I can’t d-do that…I’m not l-like…that…nngh.”

Jeni takes her arms off of Andy and starts to pull Andy’s pants and boxers down slowly. As his cock springs out free, Jeni then starts to rub his cock hard.

“Hehe…I-I want…t-this…mmhh…” Jeni says, moaning as she continues the rubbing.

Andy’s cock begins to throb a bit as it is rubbed hard. Andy himself loses control of himself completely and pins Jeni to the floor, removing the rest of his clothes so he is also naked.

“Must…f-fuck…mmmhh…can’t…resist!!!” Andy says as he spreads Jeni’s legs out and inserts his cock inside her vagina.

Jeni begins to moan very loudly as she is immersed in the deep and passionate sex with Andy, who is also moaning from his thrusting into Jeni.

“Nngh…ooohh…take it Jeni. Y-You feel soooo fucking good!” Andy says, feeling that he is about to burst. “Oh…ooohh…almost…th-there…oooh yes!!!”

“Mmmhh…f-fucky me m-more…ooooohhh!!! C-Cum inside of me…y-you sexy…sexy…man…mmmnhhh…” Jeni says as she starts to cum on herself and on Andy’s cock.

Right as Andy feels Jeni’s warm cum, he moans as loud as he can and begins to let out his cum all inside of Jeni.

“AAAHHH!! Oooohh…ooohh…yes…oooh s-so good…nnngh…” Andy says as he falls next to Jeni, laying down with her as he is still inside her.

“Mmmhh…I…I w-wanna be with you…f-forever…sweetie…you’re such a like, sexy fucky person…mmhh…” Jeni says, putting her arms around Andy and kisses his cheek.

Andy looks into Jeni’s eyes as he slips his cock out from her vagina, Laying down right next to her.

“Shh…I know y-you want m-me…Jeni…I want you t-to because…I want you and want to be with you.” Andy says, running his fingers through Jeni’s hair. “M-My name is A-Andy…if you don’t know already…”

Jeni slowly closes her eyes, about to pass out and sleep in Andy’s arms.

“A-Andy…I-I l-love you…be with me…f-forever…” Jeni says, before falling asleep.

“I love you t-too, Jeni…I will be with you forever…” Andy says. He then falls asleep with Jeni.

And so, the two young men that had each other’s support as the best of friends became one hot, sexy couple. One of them had become an even sexier version of himself, while the other one became a hot and sexy bimbo.

A day had passed since that rather strange but amazing life changing event. Josh is hanging back at the Coffee shop outside, waiting for his other two friends to arrive.

Josh looks at his watch and sighs as he sees the time.

“Sheesh…a half hour late for both of them? This isn’t like Andy and James at all…” Josh says, before turning around to go back inside.

Before he goes to open the door, the door is opened by somebody else that was inside. As Josh examines who is coming outside, he sees a young man that is the same age as him wearing a green shirt and black pants, with a familiar looking sweatshirt on him as well. His hair seems to be neat and down to his shoulders and his face looks quite familiar as well to Josh.

“A…Andy? I-Is that you? Holy crap, did you get changed as well?” Josh says, surprised at seeing his friend.

It was indeed Josh’s friend, Andy. He turns around to look at Josh and waves at him. As he does so, a very sexy looking girl wearing a similar sweatshirt that reveals her belly, a short skirt, warm looking stockings and flipflops walks up next to Andy. The girl’s hair appears to be bright blonde, perfectly straight and in a high ponytail.

“Heheh…yes, Josh…it is me. You can say that Jeni and I have…had our lives changed forever…” Andy says, smiling at Josh before kissing Jeni on the lips.

“Jeni? Wh-Who’s that…and…both of your lives were changed? Huh…” Josh says, very confused at what he was told.

Jeni giggles and pulls back from Andy’s kiss after a few seconds and looks at Josh, waving at him.

“Hehe! I’m Jeni! I’m like, Andy’s love forever and always!” Jeni says, holding Andy’s hand. “Y-You must be Andy’s…like, best friend, Josh…right?”

Josh nods and smiles at Jeni, but is thinking about who Jeni is…or was before.

“Andy…where did you find this…this girl? I never seen her before.” Josh says, looking over to Andy as he asks the question.

“Josh…don’t you remember about what happened yesterday with James?” Andy says, pointing to Jeni. “He…I mean, she, is finally happy and loved…just she wanted, and I love her so much and love how she is now…”

Josh’s eyes open wide as he now knows the truth about James’ fate, but he can’t help but smile as well.

“Just…as she wanted. She is happy, overwhelmed with love…just like what she wanted.” Josh says, walking up to Jeni and Andy to pat their shoulders softly. “I’m proud of both of you and…and I think you two are meant for each other.”

“Thank you, Josh…that was very nice of you to say that. Hey…what about you come over to Jeni’s, I mean, our place? You could even bring your soon-to-be girlfriend with you. I bet she would love to meet us!” Andy says, putting his hand out to Josh.

Josh then puts his hand out, joining in for a handshake with Andy.

“Haha, of course…I’ll just make a call right now to her and then the two of us will come over. I’ll see you later then?” Josh says.

Andy nods at Josh in agreement, keeping the handshake going for a few seconds before pulling back. Jeni also nods and even giggles at Josh.

“Of course! You can like, bring that girly friend of yours to our place! We will totally have a good time!” Jeni says, smiling at Josh.

“I’ll see you later, Josh…can’t wait to meet your girl…” Andy says, before waving to Josh, turning around and then begins walking back home.

Josh waves back at the two before backing up onto the wall of the Coffee Shop, smirking as he takes a sip.

“It’s good to see them happy…it’s good to see that James, I mean Jeni, is also happy and loved too…but…I wonder why they want me to come over to their place with my 'soon-to-be’ girlfriend as Andy says?” Josh says, shrugging a bit. “Ehh…maybe I’ll find out about it later in the day…”

And so, Andy and Jeni both go on their way back to their home as not only friends, but lovers. Lovers that were brought and made together by a simple wish that was made on impulse.

Now, what of the events that will occur with Josh and his female friend when they go over to Andy’s and Jeni’s place? That is a story for another time, but know this…Josh will never forget nor regret what he does on this day.

Quelle: DA

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Right Place at the Right Time

Sister Lucy skipped down the hallway in her Chapel, humming with glee. The night before she officially became a nun and joined the sisterhood there. She was excited to help her community and was on her way to see the priest to ask what her first mission would be.

She knocked on his door, before entering. The priest was reading a letter, clearly distressed, when he saw the young woman come in. Sister Lucy had joined them at a young age, now growing into a beautiful, slender 18 year old woman.

“Hello father, sorry to bother you but I just couldn’t wait. I want to go on my first mission!” Lucy proclaimed. “A mission, well uh” he trailed off. “Is everything alright father?” Lucy asked him, never seeing the father so worried.

“Lucy, there is nothing you need to be worried about but I will tell you what I can. As you know, there is a war between good and evil going on in the world, both physically and spiritually. We have been able to keep the demons at bay well enough but recently they have tried to force themselves into this world, targeting threats, such as our chapel. I believe we have this under control, so I ask you to keep it quiet so we don’t cause a panic, can you do that for me?” He asked with a half smile. “Of course father” Lucy replied quickly, her head spinning.

Later that night, the father and some high ranking nuns made rounds, telling all to stay in their rooms, when the Father got to Lucy’s room he said they were going to banish the demons from this world forever.

After a few hours, curiosity got the better of Lucy and she stepped outside her room, thinking she knew what was going on and wouldn’t get too close. She made her way down the stone spiral staircase that connected the bedrooms and the sanctuary, where she found the father and some nuns doing a ritual.

The room was thick with incense and the father was chanting something in Latin. Lucy snuck her way behind one of the pews and watched intensely. She had never seen a demon before and wanted to see the father banish them. As the priest was chanting, he grew in intensity as an ethereal wind began swirling around the room, blowing out the candles. A stone on the table began glowing red as the priest focused his energy on that. Lucy was in awe at the power the father had.

Soon the wind and glowing grew so strong, that it alerted the other girls’ upstairs. They came downstairs and began screaming in fear. The priest began to worry, feeling how strong the demon’s energy had become and this broke his confidence. He knelt to the ground, defeated as the red gem exploded in a burst of light, causing Lucy to black out.

She woke up under shattered pews and crumbles of stone, her head pounding. She saw her fellow sisters scattered around the floor, none moving. She was about to scream when she saw two figures move in the corner of her eye. Over by the table were two very attractive looking people. A man and a woman, both thoroughly enjoying each other.

She overheard them talking, pausing frequently to kiss each other. “Mmm baby, I can’t believe we are finally free!” the woman said. “Oh I know, that stupid priest thought he could just banish us, now we will run this place.” “Keep talking like that, you are making me so wet!”

Lucy was getting incredibly uncomfortable and tried to sneak away, but as she pushed off a piece of wood, it went tumbling to the floor. “Looks like we’re not alone” the woman said before giggling. The man walked over to Lucy and grinned as he looked down at her. “Shh, it’s okay little girl, we won’t hurt you.” “Y-you’re demons” Lucy said, halfway between a question and a statement. “Well, that’s not a very nice name, after all, do we look scary?” the man mocked. “Yeah, I don’t see any wings or sharp teeth” the woman interjected as she swayed her way over. “N-no but you killed everyone.” “Well, not everyone sweetie” the man said tenderly “you’re still here, and it looks like you were at the right place at the right time. You see, we are here with good news, we are going to rid this world of all of it’s worries. In our world, there will be no pain or suffering, only fun, and it looks like we get to begin with you” he said as he pulled Lucy up and kissed her.

Lucy was absolutely stunned, as she felt a warmth radiate from the demon’s lips into her. It calmed her mind, causing her body to relax and take the changes, even though she wanted to run. She felt her hair grow longer and turn black, as the demon took off her veil. Her face became angular and all blemishes faded. She felt the need to stretch her arms and legs and as she did, they grew long and slender. Her waist shrunk, as her ass became firm, giving her the perfect hourglass figure. The demon squeezed her new ass, causing a shock wave of pleasure to course through the evolving woman. That wave traveled it’s way up her stomach, giving her already flat stomach definition, settling on her chest. For the first time in her life, her breasts began to grow, sending a tsunami of lust through the young virgin, she would moan if it wasn’t for her kissing the demon, her tongue beginning to explore his mouth, involuntarily. Lucy had never experienced much sexual pleasure and certainly never gave into it, but as she explored her new body in curiosity and squeezed her new assets, she instantly came, giving her mind no time to fight back as all of her innocence squirted it’s way out of her body.

Her black robes turned themselves into a wicked black corset, as Lucy smiled, fingering herself for the first time, reveling in her new form. “Well fuck, I knew you wanted to make her look good, but she’s a downright wet dream” the demoness said, walking over to feel Lucy’s new butt. Lucy giggled, never having anyone comment on her body before, but she liked it. “Let’s take her for a test run” the male demon said, pulling out his cock. Lucy was nervous, but guided by her new desires, dropped to her knees. The female demon guided her onto her back, before straddling her as Lucy took the cock in her mouth.

Lucy had never had sex before and here she was, sucking dick while getting her tits sucked on by a demon. Hell, she had never had tits before. She knew she should be feeling guilty and should repent for what she was doing, but as she felt a finger slip into her wet slit, all thoughts left, leaving her to enjoy her new body fully. She started to feel the woman demon’s body with her hands, enjoying every curve. “Oh, looks like she’s into both sides” the demoness said as she grinded the poor girl. Lucy had no say anymore, her body was riding the lust, fueled by the two sex demons showing her the way. She felt her pussy getting warm, but before she could get release, the female demon got up. “Fuck, I was so close!” “Oh my, you gained confidence quickly, let’s make you earn that orgasm.”

The demoness re-positioned herself above Lucy, promptly placing her juicy cunt onto Lucy’s eager mouth. Lucy let instinct take over and began licking her clit before tasting her juices.

Not to be left out, the demon teased Lucy’s wanting pussy with his cock, which made her flinch but soon she began humping the air in want. The demon shoved his cock deep in Lucy’s virgin slit with no mercy, causing both Lucy and the Demoness to shake. “Baby, we really made a nice one here, I can’t wait for her to spread out corruption” the demon said before kissing his lovely demoness. “Mmm I know” she paused to gasp “she really knows how to lick a pussy too!” “Alright, let’s finish her transformation.”

Lucy was about to ask what that meant when the demoness planted her pussy on Lucy’s lips and the male demon began thrusting quicker. “Honey, when we are done with you, you are going to be a walking sex toy!” the demoness said excitedly. Lucy began to worry about the comment before she felt the warmth in her pussy explode and spread throughout her body. She quickened her tongue, the demoness squirting her delicious juices for Lucy to lick up. All this was too much for the rest of Lucy’s mind as she blacked out, forever in a state of carnal pleasure.

Suddenly, Lucy woke up. She was in her bedroom at the chapel. She laughed nervously at the weird dream she had and decided she should probably confess it later, even though she enjoyed it. Her heart sank, however when she looked over in the mirror and saw her body. Big boobs, firm ass, and a look that says fuck me. It wasn’t a dream.

She instantly grew worried, wondering how she got here, how long it had been and what happened to the demons. She went downstairs to the sanctuary where she found a woman sitting in one of the pews. Lucy instantly saw she was older but still had a nice figure and probably would be a good fuck. She had never thought this about anyone. She took a deep breath to calm herself and went to talk to her.

“I’m glad you are finally awake, I’m sure you have many questions which I hope to answer. You fell victim to a couple of very powerful sex demons. It is not your fault, not many can resist their temptations. They intended to corrupt the Earth and turn it into one giant orgy.” Lucy got lost in thought, being reminded of the sexy couple that brought her so much pleasure. “Young lady are you listening?” “Oh um, yeah sorry.” “We were able to track you down and clear your mind from their magic but we have nothing that can fix your body, you will have to learn to live with it.” Lucy looked down at her sexy body, sad that she would never become her innocent self again, but it made her slightly wet thinking about being stuck looking like she did. The two talked for a while, before the woman had to attend to other business, leaving Lucy to adapt to her new life.

The next day she was getting dresses. The newest father decided she should take a break from the nunnery life and go to the local school. She was issued a uniform but for some reason it didn’t feel right to cover up as much as she did. She decided to make some changes, wanting to flaunt her new body a bit, after all it was hers now.

Her appearance made her an instant hit at the school, especially among the boys. She often found herself loving the stares and fantasizing about fucking some of them in the bathroom. Every time she caught herself with these thoughts, she felt guilty. Little did she know, the magic that created her new body was far stronger than any ritual the priesthood could do. Each time she succumbed to her impure thoughts, it took longer to snap out of it and the less guilty she felt. She got a note from a teacher asking her to come down to the principals office after school. She had decided she needed to persuade this principal and she knew just what to do.

She got to the principals office early, being let in by his secretary and stripped down to a simple bikini. She knew she could win him over and she was excited for the chance to do it.

The principal came in, in awe of the woman before him. “Ahem, Lucy I am glad you came, I needed to talk to you about your outfit choices.” “MMhmm Mr. Peterson, I wanted to talk to you too” she said swaying her hips, looking him right in the eyes. See, the magic that Lucy now had full control over gave her the ability to charm others, the magic feeding off of her lust, which she had more and more of by the second. The principal tried to talk but became hypnotized by Lucy’s body, wanting nothing more than to fuck her. “Mmm I know you want to fuck me don’t you” he nodded, “I want to fuck you too, but how can I fuck with so many clothes on?” The principal was putty in her hands as she sat in his lap and began to whisper to him. “So, here’s the deal, I wear what I want and you get what you want, deal?” He nodded, as if he didn’t even hear what she said. “Then let’s fuck” Lucy said as she unbuttoned his pants and slid his already hard member over her already wet pussy. The two banged for some time, before Lucy left with a smirk. When she got back to her room, she broke down, all of her confidence shattered. She was scared of herself, she didn’t know that she wielded that much power and didn’t know how to control it.

“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll help you” Lucy heard from around the room. “Wh-who is that?” “Oh you don’t remember the one who made your dreams come true, the first pussy you licked?” Lucy’s eyes went wide in terror. “That’s right sweetheart, after they ‘banished’ me, I decided to quickly hop into your body, being the second most magical being and I am here to help both of us. “No! I don’t want it!” Lucy yelled. “I beg to differ, remember Mr. Peterson’s cock? Remember how good it felt as boys stared at your ass? Remember how wet you got when you found out you were stuck as a hot piece of ass?” Lucy was on the verge of tears “No, you put those desires there, it’s the magic I’m not like this.” “Magic or not dear, it feels fucking good, doesn’t it? Why not accept it and become the slut you used to be?”

Lucy looked at herself in the mirror. Why did it have to feel so good, why couldn’t she go back to the way she was before? “Because you have experienced what it is like to live and it feels so damn good.” She hated how the demoness could read her thoughts. “Just relax, let me show you what you can do, just for a bit.” Lucy didn’t want to, but she was tired and relaxing felt so good. The demoness guided her hand down to her pussy, always wet, and began to tease her clit. “I really shou-” “Shh darling” the demon said shoving her fingers into her cunt, causing Lucy to moan. “Just experience-” rubbing faster “-What it feels like-” grabbing her hard nipples “-to be-” fingering herself mercilessly “a slut” as Lucy’s eyes rolled back and her body spasmed. She screamed out, the orgasm refusing to end as wave after wave hit her. Lucy, already nearly drunk on lust, began to accept the demon’s thoughts as her own, as she finger fucked herself to orgasm after orgasm.

Lucy, being reborn again, now the most powerful being in the world, was ready to complete the mission, to corrupt the world. She couldn’t help but admire how fuckable she was and how much she wanted to have sex.

She heard a knock at the door. “Lucy, can I come in, I need to talk with you now.” The woman from before, the hot old one, was here, just in time. She put on a sexy red corset and opened the door. “Hello Ms. how can I help you?” “Lucy, I was walking by when I heard what was going on, I know it can be tough to fight off the urges, but we will get there. “Oh, I’m done fighting” Lucy said as she focused her magic on the woman, she was instantly ensnared. “You see, I have seen what I can do with this body, the demon’s magic flows through me and it gives me more pleasure than you can imagine. I now see their vision of a world free of pain, full of pleasure, and this time you aren’t going to stop me.” As Lucy said this, she began opening the corset, slowly, allowing the woman to drink in her perfection.

Any of the old Lucy was gone for good, she had fully accepted the magic now, instead of being tricked by it, and she was going give herself as much pleasure as possible. “You’ve got such a slender frame, but I can make you so much more” Lucy said as she kissed the woman who, dazed, was helpless to refute it. Lucy began reshaping her body, giving her an incredibly small waist, long, fit legs, a stomach to die for, and a pair of tits worth sucking. Lucy knew this woman was powerful, so to make sure she never turned on her, she drained her intelligence and pumped up her libido, making her a playful sex doll.

“Oh fuck me” the new woman moaned. “Do you know who I am?” Lucy asked. “Like, of course I do mistress and people say I’m the dumb one” the girl said as she kissed Lucy. The two kissed passionately, before Lucy decided to step things up and slid a hand down the other girl’s pants, causing her to gasp, before returning the favor. Lucy moved her kiss down the woman’s neck, across her flat stomach, landing a kiss on her fresh, tight pussy. The woman, gasped, having no memory of her previous life, only wanting to fuck. She got her wish as the two fingered and licked each other to exhaustion, ending by rubbing their wet pussies together, squirting into the other.

The next morning, Lucy got up, staring at the wall, lost in thought. She thought about how much life had changed and if it was all for the best. Feeling, the warm kisses on her neck and the moisture flow in her pussy told her she made the right decision.

[onlyhereforthetittiez]

[clarknokent]

Fuck her so good that she can't even try to be cute

[romantic-deviant]

That’s always a priority 😈

[analfucking-deactivated20190629]

Don’t fuck it to cum.

Fuck it to break it. Fuck it to destroy it.

[domintense]

Fuck it coz you can

[prettymarriedslut-deactivated20]

Being married and yet letting other men fuck me just like that, turns me on sooo much 👄💦

[chrystalwynd]

“Hey, Trina,” said Nan. “Try this lipstick. It got sent to me by mistake and this color doesn’t work with my skin tone. It’s really expensive and I don’t want it going to waste.”

“Cool,” said Trina, her hand out. “Let me see it.”

Trina took the cosmetic lip color from Nan. Then she took out a mirror and applied it to her thin lips.

“There,” said Trina. “All finished. How’s it look?”

“Perfect,” said Nan. “Absolutely perfect.”

Something in Nan’s voice warned her and Trina reached up a hand to wipe the color from her lips, but it was too late. There was a tingling sensation already spreading across her lips and around her mouth. Her lips thickened and parted, then slowly formed a firm but obvious O.

Nan shook her head. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find out you gave my boyfriend a blowjob at the party last weekend after I left?”

Trina’s eyes widened.

“Yeah, I know about it,” said Nan. “So enjoy. Your lips are going to stay like that until you blow ten guys. That’s ten different guys, by the way…not the same guy ten times.”

“Yeah, the oral need should be kicking in about now,” continued Nan. “Feel it? That should help keep you motivated. Once you’ve blown ten guys, your lips will relax. Then you come see me and apologize. Once you’ve done that, I’ll give you the antidote to make the cravings stop.”

[chrystalwynd]

From the files of underground hypnotherapist Dr. Keith Link:

“This is BS!

The stupid idiot at the burger place messed up my order, so I told him to fix it. Just because I threw my burger at him and called him a fucking moron, they called the police! Geez. And when I told the cop to go fuck himself, they arrested me for disturbing the peace. Jerks!

Anyway, I got sentenced to attend ‘anger management sessions’…like I need that! I don’t see why I should have to go…it was a BS charge.

So I got sent to some stupid shrink…Dr. Link. I just wanted to make sure he understood that I wasn’t gonna lay down and talk about my childhood and get all touchy-feely with him, and if he thought I was going to do anything like that, he could go fuck himself.

He said I was having trouble communicating with others without generating a malicious response. I told him again he could go fuck himself. In fact, I gave him several options to fucking himself if he didn’t prefer that particular avenue.

He finally said that he was going to fix my interaction difficulties by installing a filter between my mind and my mouth. I laughed and said good luck with that.

Then he offered a deal. He said if I let him put me under once- just once- to install a filter, then the following week would be my final week. Instead of weekly sessions for six months, I’d be done in one week.

I thought about it for about two seconds. Letting him think he hypnoed me against getting out of six months of weekly sessions? Oh, hell, yes. Besides, I knew there was no way he’d get me under. I could fake that part easily.

So I sat down and let him swing his stupid pendant. I did everything he said and, although I did lose track of what he was saying, I managed to get through the whole session without clucking like a chicken or anything like that.

As soon as I was done there, I went to a party. Everything was fine until I actually walked in the door and tried to talk to people. That’s when I realized something was wrong.

I was talking like a fucking ditz. And worse, every time I tried to curse or tell somebody off, I found myself licking my lips instead.

Eyes wide, cheeks burning with embarrassment, I got the hell out of there.

What the hell had that damn Dr. Link done to me?!

It didn’t go away. I walked around talking like a complete airhead. And every time somebody laughed at me and I tried to tell them off, I sat there licking my lips at them like a fucking slut.

I tried to storm into Link’s office, but his secretary simply said that Link wouldn’t see me until our next scheduled appointment.

I had to stay like that all week. Finally on the day of the appointment, I stomped into his office.

I opened my mouth and tried to call him a fucking asshole, but I ended up licking my lips at him instead.

“Yes?” he said, obviously amused.

I was furious, but I forced myself to calm down. “I can’t, wike, talk wight, Doctor! I’m serial! I know you did it and you soooooo have to fix me, wike, wight now!”

Dr. Link sat back and crossed his legs. “Oh?” he said, his eyebrows raising. “I understood this to be our last session.”

Heart pounding, eyes wide, I said, “Oh! No! You can’t! Don’t you dare leave—” and suddenly I was licking my lips at him again.

He looked at me again. I sighed and said, “Well…perhaps I should come for another, ummm, couple sessions, wike, you know…?”

Dr. Link said, “We’ll talk about it after I’ve finished putting you under for this session.”

I opened my mouth to protest, but found myself licking my lips.

*****

That was three months ago.

He still hasn’t fixed my speech patterns. In fact, that’s the least of my problems now.

It’s no longer just the way I speak. Now even my body language is bimboey. I bend from the waist to pick things up, instead of bending my knees. I twirl my hair. I giggle like an airhead.

And now I’m wearing mini-skirts and using makeup. Me!

I can’t help it. I don’t feel right if I don’t dress girly and put on lipstick.

And I find myself thinking about cock all the time. Just being near a guy, his smell, his masculinity, makes me crazy wet. And I want to give blowjobs. I want to feel a dick sliding between my lips, pumping my mouth, filling my mouth with hot blasts of cum, filling my belly.

I try to fight it, of course. I try to resist. But it’s so hard to hold a thought these days. I stopped trying to tell people off now because I want guys to talk to me, to stand near me.

I still have to see Dr. Link every week. He says he’ll fix me at the end of the six months of counselling, but I have a feeling it won’t matter. I feel it going deep. I’m being hardwired into a bimbo. I’m trying to fight it…I really am…but the feel of my golden curls of hair on my bare shoulders just makes me feel so girly, so hot…I forget to resist. I have to remind myself, but by then I usually have a belly full of cum. I get mad, but then I start giggling again, because I realize he got me so good and that I totally can’t beat Dr. Link.

I went into his office last week and tried really, really hard to tell him off. But it didn’t work. It never does. He can put me under soooooo easily now. It doesn’t matter how hard I try to resist, he just says something and I’m totally out. And when he wakes me up, my lipstick is always a little smeared.

Just three months to go, though, and I’ll be alllllllll fixed up…wight…?”

source: ditzybabydoll

[mobius-hell]

Majesty

She looked about, only just now becoming dimly aware of her unfamiliar surroundings.

A room, sunlight streaming through the window ahead of her. A chair, between her and the window. A soft silken bed beneath her.

Lazily looking about, she made out only a few details about the room…a hotel room maybe?

She tried to recollect her last memories; something about a date? Someone online? The thoughts only came with difficulty, her mind feeling so tired.

After a few moments, she noticed a wetness between her legs and looked down. She could only muster a mild confusion; her hand, without her even knowing it, was absently toying her clitoris.

As she looked on, dazed, it would occasionally slipped a couple of fingers inside her, only to return to her clit a little later.

She was naked, kneeling on the soft bed, masturbating.

Why…am I…so good…

In the back of her mind, she barely registered the sound of a door opening.

With the little strength she had, she raised her head to see a man come to stand in front of the chair.

There was… something about him…she couldn’t tell what it was, but she could feel her playful hand getting more urgent. And she couldn’t seem to stop herself.

He only stood there looking at her… appraising her? Maybe…it was hard to think.

She felt her face flush crimson with embarrassment; playing with herself in front of this man. But it was mixed with an urge to be seen…

“How are we coming along then?” His voice was low, soothing.

“I…I don’t…why am…here?” Forming the words was so draining, as if they faded almost too quickly for her mind to put them together.

“Shush…it’s ok. There’s nothing to worry about; nothing to think about” he asserted, smiling comfortingly.

He pulled the chair closer to the bed and sat down. As he came closer, his presence seemed to fill her awareness.

The room appeared to darken and fade; the light behind him looked to illuminate him strangely…like an aura.

“Show me”. The words were an invitation, but one she felt powerless to say no to.

Almost without realising, she slowly spread her legs further apart, and her hand began to move even more vigorously.

She felt a thrilling pinch on her nipple, and looking down, her other hand had begun to tease it.

“Wh…what…ha…pen to…me?” She struggled once more to get answers, but the gentle convulsions that began to move about her body didn’t help her concentration.

He smiled again. “I’m making you mine. And what’s left of you will be so happy for it.”

Every time he spoke, his words seemed to make her feel as if her brain was slowly being turned into a soft, pink mush.

Must…get away…

“We met online, and you told me about your fantasy - to have your mind wiped away and be turned into a slave”.

Run…

“…it was…only fan…tasy…” she protested feebly.

“The best fantasies are the ones that come true” he assured her as he leaned closer, drawing her eyes to his.

As she looked into his eyes, constellations of stars seemed to whirl within them…drawing her attention into the rhythmic motion of the spirals.

Her body steadily grew hotter, and she felt her dripping cunt began aching…her mind felt as if it was melting away with her juices.

Her thoughts so languid, she felt what little resistance she had being worn away with his words and the dancing lights in his eyes.

He smiled again. “Now, I’m going to empty you out, so that there’s nothing left. And then I’m going to fill you up again”.

“Nooo…p…pleee…don’t…want…”

But she could no longer even form words, and barely thoughts…all she knew were the dancing spirals of light in his eyes, drawing her into them.

Nooo…yesss…

Standing up, he moved closer again and placed his palm on her forehead.

Her body seized up briefly as she felt herself cum unbelievably hard, and then again, and again and again, her body rocking about under his hand. All awareness became an indistinct haze as the contents of her mind were pushed out of her.

Uhh! Uhhhh…ooooo…

As he continued to speak, she felt as if a golden light was pouring into her through his hand.

A wonderful, powerful light filling her up as it brought her to continuous orgasm. Her eyes rolled back, and gently closed; her mouth hung open, in a silent orgasmic scream.

Just as she felt the light had nearly filled her completely, she knew, somehow without comprehension, what it was.

It was His Will.

“Mm…Maaa…jes..ty…” was the final thing she stammered before the light overcame her.

My first attempt at an erotic story, inspired by recent events. Maybe more in the future… Constructive criticism is more than welcome.

[mistralonyx]

This is really fantastic. Excellent job, I love it.