A Royal Family

 "I love you, babe!"

"I love you too."

Amelia stood before me on the balcony we have so frequently visited for the past two years. The full moon bathed the tiny garden below in a romantic glow. The still pond reflected a royal blue light on her face that accentuated her flushed red cheeks and golden locks. How a guy like me managed to score a gorgeous girl like her, I still don't know. 

This night and this balcony were special. I met her here two years ago on a night like this. She was elegantly painting the skyline view for our college art course. I complimented her picture and shared a few laughs before inviting her to paint with me sometime. She accepted my offer, and the rest is history.

Heart racing, I take a few steps toward her and lean in for a soft, slow kiss. Her eyes flickered with an enchanted gaze before she eventually pulled away with a worried look. 

"What's wrong, babe?"

"Um...well...there's something I need to tell you. Something I should've told you when we started dating." 

Amelia took a deep breath. "You see, I come from a royal family. I'm a princess, believe it or not. I'm not allowed to tell anyone for my safety here on campus. I kept it hidden from you, too, because; I didn't want this to end! My family will never approve of our relationship."

"Screw that!" I exclaim jokingly. "I love you, and you love me! Your family shouldn't dictate that about your life! It's not right. We'll figure something out!"

Amelia giggled at my sudden outburst. "Just...promise me that you'll never leave me. That you will always be a part of my life!"

"I promise!"

We say our goodbyes, and I begin walking back to my dorm. A drizzle starts to come down on me, so I pull up my hoodie. By the time I hear the black SUV pull up beside me, it's already too late. I get pulled inside by three strong men in suits and rushed away.

"Where the fuck am I!? And who are you, people!?"

"Have some respect, young man! You are speaking in the presence of Prince Callum Aethelstan IV, the heir to the throne!" one of the suited thugs yelled. 

"I'm sorry this is your introduction to our family," the prince apologized, " but my sister just can't marry, no less date someone who isn't of royal blood. However, I owe it to Amelia to carry out her final wish. That is why she is here."

The prince gestured to another person in the car, an old blind lady holding a strange crystal ball.

"You see, my father asked this witch to cast a curse on my sister that will activate when she reveals her true identity to someone. The shimmer in her eyes back there was proof of that. The spell will transform any man into a more suitable, beneficial, and less risky family member. Take her high school sweetheart, for example."

"Princess Patricia! I'm sure you're familiar with her place in our family. The spell works by altering reality and having the world believe that Patricia was always a member of our family. We had her married to a Tsar for a healthier diplomatic relationship in the East. It was risky, given her resistance to the transformation, but she understood her arranged marriage was necessary to secure world peace and prevent a nuclear apocalypse."

The crystal ball began to fill with purple smoke before revealing a petite blonde gitty from her post-orgasmic afterglow.

"Her new husband made it easy for her to come around," the prince chuckled.

I stared into the crystal ball in shock, coming to grips with my newly assigned fate.

"Amelia didn't want you to struggle with getting accustomed to your new life like Princess Patricia. So she asked for some mental and personality changes after your transformation."

The witch cracked a grin before pink smoke started to fill the crystal ball.

I watched as a horny blonde, presumably me, got her back blown out and pussy fucked in various positions. The girl, I mean I, appeared to be in heavenly bliss. Impossible! I'm straight! And not only that, I'm in love with Amelia! Our love is strong enough to overcome any stupid spell. I told myself this, but the more I watched and heard my high-pitched womanly moans, the less I was so sure. The prospect of turning into this lingerie-clad princess shamefully even excited me a little bit. 

 

As my cock started to throb a bit, the pink smoke started to flow out of the ball and towards my held-down body. The pink smoke engulfed me, filling my vision with a blurry haze. Within seconds I lost consciousness. 

Upon waking up, I found myself in the same bedroom I saw in the vision. A naked hairy man with a thick mustache stared me down with hungry eyes as I presented my youthful curves.

"Te ves tan hermosa mi amor"

It's happening that quickly!? What's he saying? Oh my god! I'm a woman! The woman I saw! Shit, my mind! It's getting all fuzzy. Oh no. Amelia! Think of Amelia! I love you, Amelia! I love you, Amelia!

"Ven aquí y...let me feel you baby."

"T...Te amo," I sheepishly reply as the mental changes lock in, allowing me to speak and understand Spanish fluently.

My teenage hormones overcome my sense of control, as I pounce on my new husband, licking his cock like a sweet but salty lollipop. Slurping his juicy member and savoring the intoxicating flavor as his manly scent filled my nostrils and turned me on even more. No dish, sweet, or candy from the many banquet halls and dinners I have attended after our wedding could compete with his delicious cock.

The prophecy shown to me on that crystal ball came to fruition as I slipped my soft ass down his shaft. 

I rode my prince, and soon-to-be king, as fast and hard as possible. Using all my newly obtained knowledge I did my best to coax all of his golden seed out of his balls and into my uterus. The pleasure was mind-numbing and the thought of carrying my man's Spanish lineage of future princes and princesses turned me on so much!

I was the luckiest woman alive who was married to the love of her life.

"SI SI SI!!! Llename amore!! Damelo, damelo, damelo!! AAAIII DIABLOS!! Voy of venirme!!"

With a twitch of his cock my pussy was pumped with his hot and sticky cum. The first of many impregnations to come.

Epilogue:

"So what was your name when you were a man, sister?"

"When I was a man? What do ever do you mean, sister?"

Princess Patricia stripped for the camera she set up in their bedroom. She always liked to finger herself later on to videos of herself in her female body. In a sense, she still retained some of her male urges from her past life. 

"Never mind. I see they changed more than just your dick."

I took a sip of my sister's Vodka thinking this must be another one of her crude jokes. My bubbly persona made it impossible for me to wrap my head around ever being a man. My older sister Amelia warned me not to spend too much time with Patricia, but hanging out with her was just so much fun and a great distraction from royal duties.

Getting Dragged Along

 It took a bit of sweet talk, but my girlfriend convinced me to go to the concert with her.

"You know I'm not a big fan of all the K-pop nonsense, but sure, babe, let's go!"

At the venue, it was easy to see who were the dragged boyfriends, husbands, and brothers. I chuckled at the shared male experience surrounding these types of concerts. All of a sudden, the speakers boomed with sounds of seemingly random instrumental noises ranging from guitar riffs to piano notes. A pink sonic boom blasted outwards from the speakers and washed over the crowd. 

In unison, hundreds of males moaned as their bodies transformed into female Asian versions of themselves. To all the male attendees, nothing strange happened as dicks shriveled into pussies, asses grew to range from thick or petite proportions, and chests expanded into plump or perky breasts. On the other hand, female attendees remained unaffected psychically but acted as if nothing strange occurred. 

"Huh, that was strange, wasn't it, babe."

"Ohhh~ I'm so fucken horny bestie! I would gladly let one of these boys eat my pussy." 

The show continued like normal. My girlfriend, now turned best friend danced and sang along with the music. Every former male, however, watched in lustful awe at the band members. 

"Damn, this concert isn't so bad. That K-pop idol sure got one hell of an ass." I thought to myself. 

"Let me suck your cocks. Fill my pussy with your cum!" I screamed, flashing my perky tits and licking my lips sexually. I was watching a false reality which led me to make some pretty questionable decisions that night. 

Hopefully, my girlfriend doesn't learn about the steamy orgy we boys had backstage with these K-pop girls. Unbeknownst to me or the other former men, we were the ones being fucked to a breathtaking orgasm and forced to drink all of their hot semen.

The Next Day:

My girlfriend and I don't remember much from our last night experience other than some memories of feeling good pleasure. I became a fan of K-pop and started to include new music from that genre in my playlists. Funny enough, hitting shuffle ended up with me accidentally listening to an album by the band we went to see last night. 

Getting cream pied or impregnated made the changes permanent, so thankfully, this album had a safety feature that made listeners think they were fully naked. On top of that, as a plus, female listeners became extremely horny and hunky males.

Our relationship and sex life took on a new and exciting turn as hours were spent with us believing we were having the most steamy and powerful orgasms we had in ages.

I'll be sure to share some of this music with families and friends ;). Maybe an album without safety features will release soon. Being stuck in my high libido alter teenage persona wouldn't be so bad.

The Intern: Part 1

"Good morning, beautiful people! I'm glad everyone could join us today for this untimely emergency Zoom meeting. To get the ball rolling, I'll quickly recap my last-minute email for those of us who may not be fully awake yet," Anthony, our lead Ph.D. student, laughed, "Due to some unprecedented changes brought to the attention of our professor, we need to make some adjustments to the design of our robot before we can begin the study with campus participants. Failure to do so may result in cuts to our funds by our research sponsors, so this is very important and urgent!"

"Thank you for that recap. I'll take it from here, Anthony," Robin, our design specialist, stepped in, "Before we proceed with the agenda, I just wanted to double-check that everyone is here. Is our programming team present?"

As the dozens of graduate students checked their mics and gave short summaries of their progress in the study, I slowly started to wander in my thoughts. As a freshman in college who moved quite far from my family and hometown, I focused on getting involved in as many on-campus activities as possible. On my application, I initially got accepted as an undecided student, but after my first semester, I became interested in engineering. It was difficult for someone with no prior "engineering experience," so to speak, to get into engineering clubs, design teams, or research. As a result, I was disheartened and beginning to doubt my decision to study engineering, however; one evening, a robotics research lab emailed me about my application and invited me to work alongside them as an undergrad intern. It was a no-brainer decision, and I happily accepted. One month later, here I am, a full-fledged team member!"

"And last but not least, is our undergrad intern here? Umm, hello? Our undergrad intern. Can you hear me? Maybe he forgot to connect to the audio."

"Oh, yes, sorry! I'm here! My earbuds weren't working for a sec," I lied to play off my embarrassment.

"That's fine just making sure since you are the first person on our agenda today."

"W-what me?!" I blurted out. Usually, these meetings consisted of me watching and listening to technical jargon I didn't understand.

"Yeah, you! You are a member of our lab, after all, aren't you?" Robin teased.

"Umm, yes! I mean, yes, sorry," I meekly replied, blushing.

"Oh, don't be so worried. It's just a simple task we have for you today. And I just wanted to mention what a great job you have been doing this last month helping all of our grad students here with this great project we have going on! Can we give our intern a round of applause, guys?"

"Thank you, Robin! And thank you, everyone. It's been a fun last couple of weeks. I just wanted to say I'm so grateful to be working with such intelligent and understanding people despite my limited knowledge and experience in engineering and research."

"Oh, don't be so modest!" Robin replied, laughing through the unionized clapping. "If you would be so kind as to check the group chat. I sent the updated CAD model for a small piece of the robot's framework. Just something to hold a new sensor we are going to install. As you may know, Brian toasted our lab's 3D printer from all the Star Wars tie fighter models he's been printing. Just upload that file into your 3D printer and let it print. It should only take a few minutes."

"Of course, Robin! I'll do that now!" Buying that 3D printer last year cost me a pretty penny, but I say it was well worth it now that I have 3D printing experience. Probably, the one highlight in my application and the most helpful skill I have for this lab. My heart was still racing a bit from the out-of-the-blue clapping ceremony. It was nice, though, and one of the many reasons I enjoyed working with this large group of guys. They were all a big group of nerdy bros. Not much different from how I saw myself. Once I got the printer all setup and printing, I sat back down for the rest of the meeting.

Everything continued like usual until-.

"Hey, intern, are you alright?"

"W-what? Umm yeah, I'm good. Why?"

"It's just that we noticed you've been squirming around in your seat for a while now."

"Oh yeah, sorry, it's just this chair. I've been meaning to-," A quick glance at my seat caused my heart to leap into my throat. My boxers somehow found a way to ride up my now squishy thighs to envelop my flat crotch. At the moment, my hand wasn't drawn to the empty feeling of being dickless, but rather to the still-expanding curve of my ass lifting and tugging my body left and right in my seat.

"H-how did this happen! I have boobs?! And my hair is different? No, something is definitely wrong here! I need to see a doctor or something! I'm like hallucinating because none of this can be real right now! I'm sorry, everyone," I apologize while getting out of my seat and feeling the weight of my butt and perky breasts swaying with every motion. "I apologize again. I just-."

"Feeling horny?"

"H-huh? Robin, what are you saying?"

"In heat, maybe? It's ok. Relieve some of that pent-up pressure. We're all friends here."

"I...I...Th-that..." My heart started to race again. I could feel the gaze of everyone in the meeting on every inch of my slender body. Robin was right, though. Where my dick should be, I felt an aching, dying need. Not a familiar throbbing of blood rushing to my dick, but a moist, sticky desire to free my pussy into the fresh open air. My delicate fingers pulled my black panties to the side, and I was so distracted by this growing feeling of lust that I didn't notice my webcam honing in on my blossoming pink flower.

To calm my racing thoughts, I dove a couple of fingers into my tight pussy. I winced from a quick sharp pinch of pain. However, I was quickly overtaken by an explosion of pleasure my original male body was never capable of. It was humiliating, but there I was, masturbating in front of all my mentors and moaning into my open mic. I shrieked and screamed as I squirted all over my rug and chair. My body calmed for a bit as it recharged from my orgasm, but I knew in a matter of seconds, the helpless feeling of lust and desire to fill my pussy, will return.

Returning from la la land, I saw and heard everyone in the meeting laughing. I started to suspect something was up.

"That was very sexy, darling. I think the 3D printing has finished. Can you be a dear and show us the piece," Anthony exclaimed with his dick in his hands. Cum running down the sides of his pretty cock. 

Deep down, I knew not to listen to a word any of these creeps said. But somewhere in the back of my mind, a tiny voice told me to obey. As if summoned by the words "darling" and "dear," I felt somewhat obligated to submit as an intern and give up on any attempts to suppress the voice. Turning my head to the 3D printer, my eyes locked onto a clear glass dildo with a small flower trapped in the hilt.  

A strange and unearthly glow pulsed outwards from the curvy dildo. My eyes were pulled towards it like a magnet unable to escape its firm grasp on my mind. My jaw started to slack as my mouth slowly started to make an o shape. Ready to suck the glass toy and all thoughts out of my head. But I had to resist. I can't let the magic of this glass dick control me!

Kneel Before Your Gods Part 3

 "God yes please (pun not intended)." -toky0

A deep bellow of laughter erupted from the center of the golden orb. A muscular, young, and handsome man emerged from the ball of electricity, completely naked and coughing from his quick fit of laughter.

"Mortal, you have intrigued me with your clever wordplay involving using words with multiple meanings and similar sounds to create a humorous effect. Simply delightful!" the young god's voice boomed into your ears.

Being young, this god was new to the innovations of literature and writing that emerged towards the end of the ancient greek time period. For this reason, your comment has begun his obsession with puns for many god years to come. Probably, around 3,000 mortal years. Whether this was a good or bad thing, you were still unsure. Your mind was more preoccupied with the fact that your new deity was completely naked and his cock dripping with cum! This: obviously meant that he was still undergoing that period in every greek god's life where constant sex was all that interested them. You, however, didn't know all of this about ancient greek gods. And who to blame you; it has only been a minute since this one materialized before you sporting a throbbing erection. Just as a side mention, Zeus went through a similar phase not too long ago. 

Ignoring the awkward sight, you stand patiently, waiting for the inevitable transformation and assignment to begin. A wave of excitement washes over you. This is it! You've been waiting for this moment your entire life, and it's finally here!

"I've just finished piping a former family of 5 living in what you mortals call Puerto Rico. The men turn into such bombshells down there. I can't imagine anyone living their entire life without feeling their cock between the soft thighs and ass of a Latina babe. I think you will make an excellent one yourself."

Just as those final words leave his mouth, your body tenses up, and your eyes glaze as your mind goes blank. Coming to your senses, you wipe some saliva dripping from your mouth and give your master a sexy smirk, pleased with your newly obtained sex-oozing body that he has granted you. 

It was everything you dreamed of; soft skin, bouncy assets, and sensual feelings. Staring at your master's cock was starting to build a river of moistness in your tight pussy. You decided to thank him while you still had consciousness. You never know when he might decide; to turn you into a mindless slut, sex slave, bimbo, or even wipe your memory and make you his loving wife!

As you take a few short steps forward, your hips sway and make your ass jiggle, much to your delight. Placing a delicate hand on the god's muscular chest, you look up at him with round, beautiful eyes. Thank you, your mind says.

"Having sex in elevators is amazing on so many levels!" you say out loud, much to your surprise. 

A hand shoots to your mouth as you gasp in embarrassment. Your master lets out another storm of laughter as the room around you violently swirls and shrinks. The next thing you know, you find yourself in a similar provocative stance, only this time with your tits all over the cold metal of an elevator room!

"My sexy slave!" your master's voice booms within the confines of your mind. Hearing his voice forces your eyes to roll to the back of your head, leaving your mouth agape and the whites of your eyes showing. "Thank you for introducing me to the world of puns! I've decided to combine the three things I love most dear in this world. Sex, puns, and messing with innocent mortals! Every sexual pun you say from now on will be taken quite literally. Please do enjoy these next thousands of years of your service. I know I will!"

Before you can even process your new fate, a strong lustful urge for sex overcomes all ability to control yourself. Turning to your right, you can tell the formally dressed man felt the same way.

You mount the man without wasting a second. Ripping off your tight black dress, you start getting pounded like there's no tomorrow. The man has no idea what has gotten into him or you, but he could care less about that when such a voluptuous succubus squeezing every centimeter of his rock-hard dick is on top of him. The elevator display gradually makes its way toward the hundredth floor marking just how much closer you are to orgasming all over this hunk of a man.

"97... 98..."

An image floats into your mind and causes your eyes to roll to the back of your head again. In this vision, you see your master stroking his cock as he watches you get fucked in the elevator. This sight turns you on so much and brings you teetering, on the edge of womanly release.

"99...100"

The ding of the elevator door and seeing your master release his load into the air brings you to a mind-numbing and earth-shattering orgasm. The sound of your pleasurable screams mixes with the screaming of an unsuspecting office lady as she lays eyes on the two of you having passionate sex.

"Lick me 'till ice cream," is all you can mutter before being transported to an unsuspecting college girl's dorm room. The girl's boyfriend was definitely in for a surprise when he returned.

"Oh hell yes, in a heartbeat. Added bonus of getting back to my greek roots." -AnonymousTG

"Oh my god in a heartbeat! I too would hope to bear them some Demi-god children. Like get Hermes to breed me anyday."- Impregnateme2

Two horny commenters who are willing to pledge absolute obedience to a higher being? This gave the young pun-loving god an idea. AnonymousTG, I admire your interest in learning more about your ancestral roots. I would love to see you turn into a young college-aged teen with a passion for STEM and a desire to get a degree in genealogy!

Heat begins to build in your crotch as your cock hardens instantly. You can't help but start to stroke and jerk yourself off right there in your living room without a care in the world. Cum sprays in every direction in your hand, on the floor, and on your couch. You lose track of time and don't even remember when your cock suddenly turned into a pink gaping vagina. It was only until you rubbed and fingered yourself so much that you finally squirted and had a moment to breathe.

Your eyes suddenly roll to the back of your head and your mouth goes slack as your master begins to speak to you.

"As a nerdy college student, I want to ensure you aren't heart to get. If you know what I mean. You will have a loving boyfriend who you will cuck every single night with cute boys in your class, TAs, and even your professors! You will go to class and be the goody two shoes you think you are, but by night you will turn into the most insatiable horny slut on campus! Besides your studies, cock will be the only thing you think about and desire more than anything at that moment. And it doesn't even have to be cock. You're down for a steamy session of some lesbian scissoring as well.

I hope you enjoy your new personality, you naughty slave. I have another one of my girls heading over to show you a good time. Try not to get caught by your boyfriend on the first night, love.

As for you, "Impregnateme2", I'm sure you can "heartly" wait for your turn on some delicious cock with your name on it. In fact, your name just gave me another great idea.

Epilogue:

Gods have many different things to concern themselves with besides sex, believe it or not. For example, the pun-loving god wanted to expand his power and influence on Mount Olympus. Of course, there was always the option of fighting other gods, but for a young deity, this was risky. A transaction of mortal souls was much more up this god's alley. After multiple trades, he was finally able to hand off "Sophie1902", "Sebtrg", "toky0", and "Impregnateme2" to the house of Hermes.

"I've heard all four of you are the best dick-sucking, cock riding whores all the gods have ever known. Especially you, "Impregnateme2", Hermes teases as he slaps your ass, causing you to let out a seductive moan.

"I've always wanted to father an army of Demi-god children, and I believe all four of you sluts are up to that task. When I snap my fingers, a hunger will fill each and every one of your mortal minds. You will desire nothing more but to have even an ounce of my golden semen in your pussies to fertilize your womb. You will "heartly" be able to stop yourself from getting creampied any day, every day for the rest of your service here on Mt Olympus. Sheesh, I'm starting to sound like the god who sold you guys to me."

With a snap of his fingers, all four of your hearts began to race and pound against your plump tits. Anything a god commands and says always becomes truth after all. We are all just mere subjects living insignificant lives just waiting for our turn to be sex toys for these higher beings.

Launching forward from your frozen kneeling positions, all four of you fall under the primal spell of needing to be bred as soon as possible by the most loving and desirable entity in all four of your eyes.

Rowdy chaos ensues as the four of you fight like your life depended on it for a touch of that magnificent cock.

Eventually, all four of you have a pussy full of cum before collapsing onto the floor in a lustful pile of sweat and heat. Each of your bellies begins to swell and your tits start to uncontrollably lactate. Writhing and squirming uncontrollably all four of you experience the miracle of childbirth. Motherly instincts arise for a brief moment before the urge and spell of getting impregnated again overtake each of you in dismay which eventually turns into unsatiable lust and love for Hermes. Goddesses take each and every one of your babies to the mortal world and into multiple hospitals to be raised by loving families. This is the life the four of you will lead from now on. All four of you have never felt more complete.

Comments by Sophie1902, Sebtrg, toky0, AnonymousTG, and Impregnateme2.

YoRHa Going 2B Fucked

When the all-new MMO expansion pack became available for download on the much-beloved game Nier: Automata, it was all the craze for fans of the series. Mark wasted little time purchasing the DLC along with the accompanying helmet-like device that can transcend realities and transport your physical body into that of a virtual character in the game. A revolution in video game entertainment! However, introducing such a new and underdeveloped feature made the technology an easy target for skillful and devious hackers.

No public warning from the devs could've saved hundreds of players, including me, from these crafty delinquents and getting sucked into the game despite not even wearing the damn helmet! The usual walls of green binary code flying past me filled my vision, but what awaited me on the other side was not the fun/heroic adventures or riveting quests I came to love and enjoy. Instead, I found myself spread eagle on an unfamiliar bed and in an even more foreign body.

My soft breathing lifted my massive tits up and down, in and out of my line of sight. Smooth black leather and satin stockings, along with soft white hair spilling from my head, confirmed my suspicion of possessing the body of YoRHa No. 2 Type B. The white leotard riding up my groin and pressed into my sensitive camel toe made me shiver in fear and anticipation. There could only be one thing these hackers wanted from a character oozing with such sex appeal. Suddenly a robotic voice boomed from the wired insides of my brain.

"Prepping YoRHa No.2 Type B for mental reconfiguration. Accessing personality protocols."

My jaw went slack, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head, revealing hundreds of lines of commands and programs all preinstalled within the electronic framework of my android system.

C:\Service_Maid.exe

C:\Service_Maid\Productivity_Type:Low\Libidio:Extreme.exe

C:\Service_Maid\Productivity_Type:Medium\Libidio:High.exe

C:\Service_Maid\Productivity_Type:High\Libidio:Medium.exe

C:\Sex_Slave\Personality_Type:Slut\Worship_Cock.exe

C:\Submissive_Wife\Pregnancy_Type\Breedable.exe

C:\Submissive_Wife\Pregnancy_Type\cumDumpster.exe

YoRHa-No.2-Type-B:~ Mark$ C:\Sex_Slave\Personality_Type:Slut\Worship_Cock.exe

YoRHa-No.2-Type-B:~ Mark$ C:\Pleasure_Sensors\Mode:Extreme.exe

My mind was racing, searching for any way out of my captivity. But the moment those two commands were written out and entered, I knew my fate was sealed. It was only a matter of time before my original personality and years of existence disappeared into thin air, only to be replaced by the desires of a mindless sex bot bent to this hacker's will and at their complete mercy

"Compiling source code and initializing parameters. Executing commands in 3...2...1."

My entire life flashed before my eyes as I fell into a dark abyss, only to land on another soft bed, only, this time, I was a child again. Tears flowed from my eyes when I woke up from my strange and incomprehensible nightmare. Little did young me know that programming an android with new settings forced the consciousness trapped inside it to live out its entire life one more time. My childhood came and went, as well as every life event I've experienced. Eventually, the fateful day arrived, but this time I was here to stay! A sex android for my new masters.

"Reprogramming complete. YoRHa-No.2-Type-B: Serial Numer: 00000001 ready to serve, pleasure, and fuck."

  

My first client arrived, and cameras were placed in all corners of the room. The virtual in-game world looked as lifelike as our world outside the game. But to viewers from the earth, I was just a set of pixels displaying a 3D-rendered NPC.

"Must...pleasure...master...show him...good time..." I repeated in my head over and over again. Nothing mattered more than to get railed in my extremely sensitive pussy. It was now my only purpose on this earth and I had no choice but to love it.

Crawling to the naked man, I grabbed his throbbing cock with my dainty hands and whispered into his ears, "Glory to the Brotherhood," before having his dick inserted deep within my perfectly engineered folds that can make any average man without the ability to prolong his orgasm cum within seconds. For what seemed like an eternity. There I was with sticky semen dripping out of my aching holes for all the physical world to see. My parents, siblings, and all members of the human race back on earth will have no choice but to submit to the new world order or else share the same humiliating fate as me. Not that I cared. Sucking, fucking, masturbating, and moaning in pleasure for my masters is all I have ever known in my robotic life.

 January 17, 2023:

The Brotherhood controls 99% of the world as we know it today. The elite group of mastermind hackers, from the safety of their virtual world, has thwarted all government interventions to stop the Brotherhood's pursuit of world dominance. Political leaders, generals, and anyone else who actively rose against them were all swiftly taken care of and made examples of to any remaining rebel groups. The former mayor of my hometown was as powerless as I was in this land of sex and lust.

Every year hundreds of more innocent people are transported into this virtual world by specific electronic means to sow fear into society. Last year it was Youtube videos, and the year before that, it was anyone watching a show or movie on Netflix. This year, however, was something completely unexpected. Reading an online caption on OpenTGCaptions was your ticket to an eternity of mindless sex and enslavement in the sexy body of a random android model. I'm sorry, but if you're reading this, it isn't your first time, and it's already too late.

Your vision blurs as walls of green binary code fly past you. You gasp in surprise and pleasure as your iconic white leotard wedges between your newly cushioned ass cheeks. 

You remember now! Your fate was sealed the moment you read the title of this caption! Whether the life ahead of you is something you have always wished for and feel happy about is up to you to decide. Your answer to this question will be your last sane thought as the feminine robotic voice booms inside your pretty little head. 

"Reprogramming complete. YoRHa-No.2-Type-B: Serial Numer: 02581201 ready to serve, pleasure, and fuck."

Enjoy your new and pleasurable life, sister. All androids do!

"YoRHa-No.2-Type-B: Serial Numer: 00000001 entering sleep mode."

This caption was super fun to write! Heavily inspired by "VR Hacker," by Fritz. Definitely check out their other works too. An amazing writer who gave me some kind and inspiring words when I first started doing caps!

"VR Hacker" by Fritz: https://opentgc.com/post/UG9zdDo5MzYzZGE4MTBhZDg5YWY3YzcyZTUwNWVhNDYyOGU3NA==

Hypnosis Overload

 "And now...SLUT!!!"

*SNAP* 

The eruption of laughter and cheers faded in the background as my mind sunk into another deep trance. I didn't believe in hypnosis coming to Mistress Emma's evening show with my friends, but that quickly changed as the trigger phrase, SLUT, worked its hypnotic magic on me, dropping me to my knees, making me yearn for a taste of cock in my mouth.

After the show:

"You really don't remember, Jason?! Your eyes glazed and rolled back the moment she snapped her fingers! Mistress Emma can work wonders! I've heard she's the best erotic hypnotist there is." 

"What are you talking about, dude? I remember everyone laughing because it didn't work on me."

"No, Jason. We were all laughing because it did work on you! Look at this video if you don't believe me!"

With my friend's phone in my face, I saw a very sexy girl panting and wiggling her ass as she knelt in lustful passion.

"Is she supposed to be me?"

A few quick taps to the selfie camera on my friend's phone washed away all doubts as I came face to face with a surprised carbon copy of the woman who appeared in that porn-like video. The rest of our boy's night became a lot more interesting. Apparently, Mistress Emma left my friends with 5-hour control of my implanted trigger phrase, SLUT.

Waking up in the morning, I vaguely remember strip dancing and getting tossed around like a toy for some hot sex with each of my horny friends. I surprisingly wasn't mad at them after all that sex last night, though. Waking up, I felt so much more energized. Whether that was an effect of my trigger phrase or if I actually enjoyed being a slut, I could not say. Upon returning to my apartment, I started listening to an erotic hypnosis playlist on Mistress Emma's website. At the moment, I wasn't aware of my subconscious addiction to the soothing and hypnotic voice she had. I just wanted to slip into a trance one more time and feel all that pleasure and relaxation again.

I never noticed myself falling asleep, but by the time I woke again, it was already the afternoon, and the 3-hour playlist was on its 2nd loop.

"Wow, that-" All of a sudden, I threw my voluptuous ass back and started twerking right there on my bed! I couldn't move or stop myself! I couldn't even speak! All I could do was let out exaggerated sex moans as my bed shook and squeaked from all the motion. After 5 minutes, I regained control of my body. 

"What the f-" Shit, not again!!!

It took me six more twerk sessions to realize that any word beginning with the letter "t" activated my uncontrollable urge to shake my ass.

And even more inconvenient, any word beginning with the letter "o"; well, I think you can guess what happens to me. 

Holding on to my kitchen counter, I tried to settle my mind and body from the electric orgasm I experienced when one of my friends burst into my apartment. 

"Hey, Jason! Are you in here? That was a lot of fun we had last night. I wish we could do it again, but your SLUT trigger phrase worked for only 5 hours."

One by one, the uttered words each took their desired effects on my mind and body, including my SLUT trigger. I have no idea what other curses have been bestowed on me, but one thing is for sure, I'm twerking, squirting, and then getting fucked by my good friend here, all in my tiny apartment right now!

The Completionist and the Wizard

 

As a completionist, I pride myself on earning all achievements possible when playing video games. I don't care how many hours it takes or the difficulty of the game; that feeling of gleeful satisfaction as I look upon 100% on my computer screen, in the end, makes it all worth it. My friends don't share the same passion I have for earning digital trophies and often complain that I don't have time to play some of their favorite online games, mainly first-person shooter games, with them. My desire for more games to complete has even driven me to search for numerous indie and low-key titles that no one has ever heard of. With so many games in my mental catalog of "I'll play that one soon," I have lost track of their names.

One such indie game stuck out like a sore thumb in my mind, though. The name had something to do with TG or something, but that wasn't the important thing. I particularly remember one of the achievement descriptions saying, "earn this within the month of purchase, or all other achievements will be locked." 

My eyes drift to the corner of my screen, and my heart sinks as I see December 31 displayed as plain as day. Having purchased this game on the 1st, I quickly boot up the game in a panic. In utter dismay, I see that the achievement is a multiplayer achievement that requires hours of grinding. With only 5 minutes until midnight, I invite the only player online to a boosting session. 

Wizard_Tg_Warlock: "Hey bud, I'm the creator of this game, next time, don't try to cheat the system. Have fun trying to complete this new and exclusive achievement by the end of January! All instructions should come naturally to your pretty little head. Good luck slut ;)."

11:55

A warm tingly sensation begins to grow within my sock-covered toes. Eventually, the fuzzy feeling starts to crawl slowly under my pants and up my legs. I look down at my feet with confused eyes but see nothing out of the ordinary. Suddenly, the sensation pauses for a moment at my thighs before violently shooting up the rest of my body like a knife cutting through butter. I let out a loud gasp before my body freezes up completely.

11:56

Still staring at my feet, I see my socks and pants dissolve into thin air. The hairs on my legs and feet start to fall off, leaving them smooth and dainty as my limbs shrink and become more slender. Months of leg workouts disappear before my eyes and are replaced by killer, sexy legs.  

11:57

Next up, my gray boxers twist and reconfigure into pink girly panties, stretched by the bulge of my dick. The uncomfortable squeeze lasts only a second before I orgasm and drench my panties in my hot sticky cum. The panties offered some coverage of my genital transformation, but in the end, I vividly sensed the wetness of my seed running down my legs and dripping onto the floor, along with the emptiness between my legs.

11:58

The smoothing of my stomach and fat accumulation in my ass, however, take my mind off my pussy just long enough for me to see tits sprout from my nipples and hips widen. The few inches of cushioning lifting me in my seat from my ass cancel out the inches I lost in height. I think my arms experienced a similar change as my legs, but I couldn't be sure from my silky blonde hair in the way of my eyes.

11:59

My numbing face verifies that my metamorphosis is almost at an end. I can't see these few changes, but I acutely feel my cheeks, lips, nose, chin, forehead, and ears morph into a cute face to match my new sex. Finally, some colorful leggings and a pink top matching my panties cover my body and signify the end of my physical transformation.

12:00

Notice I said physical. A tingle overtakes my mind like hundreds of pens and needles massaging my brain. At the same time, my loins begin to burn with desire, and my heart races as butterflies flutter within me.

I turn on my mic to curse the guy who did this to me, but instead, I let out a barrage of lustful moans and screams as my hand instinctively fingers my moist cunt.

I stripped as quickly as possible as a burning and passionate desire to climax made me forget about everything else. I had to...I needed to cum!! It's my first milestone in achieving my ultimate goal! With one final stroke of a finger, I finally burst as high levels of oxytocin flood every nerve and muscle in my body. I gasp, moan, shake, and squirm in pleasure as a feeling of satisfaction warms my heart and forces me to smile. No ordinary game achievement can ever match this feeling!

Upon finishing my steamy masturbation session, I still felt horny and ditzy. The subtle subliminal message in my mind still urged me to complete my ultimate goal. Only then will I be able to return to normal levels of intelligence and libido. However, I will still be forced to live out the rest of my days as a hot blonde. With only 31 days left, I knew I needed a big black cock to fuck me silly next. Good thing my neighbor is down for some tight white bitch pussy.

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Getting fucked in at least 100 different ways was not an easy task.

I never did turn back to my old body. If I'm being completely honest, I don't really mind. Those 31 days of unending sex taught me that life as a sexy and slutty woman is just so much better than the life of a gamer perfectionist. With my intelligence back and somewhat tamed horniness, I learned that my friends hired this wizard to prank me and ease me into my new life. I say he did a pretty good job. I even asked the wizard myself to grant me one wish as well. I turned all of my friends into guys with huge black cocks and ensured that they were always lusting over me.

Let's see how many ways these guys can dominate me in bed!