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.

Stranger at the DMV

Now serving F069

Immaturely I let out a chuckle. Looking down at my application, the number F071 stared back at me. 

"Just a few more to go, and I'm out of here," I sigh with partial relief.

"Uggghhh," the man sitting next to me groaned indiscreetly, causing a few heads to turn, "first the airport, and now this!"

"I hear you, man. By the way, where are you from?" I politely ask, attempting to offer this guy some casual chit-chat.

"Oh, you wouldn't understand," the man replied almost cryptically, "nice ID, by the way. May I take a look?"

Without waiting for a response, the man unclipped my ID from my application and looked at it momentarily. I looked at the stranger, puzzled by his strange actions. Upon returning the ID, he took a tattered leather notebook from his bag with brownish pages. A gust of wind would probably blow the cover right off. After a few scribbles and an electric beam shooting out from the book later, I was on my knees, sucking the man off.

His cock was beautiful. His body is so sexy. His scent was intoxicating. He was perfect, and my newfound desire was to please him by using every ounce of my body and staying laser-focused on milking his balls.

Every concern and responsibility I had planned for my appointment was meaningless. Unimportant. Just like me. I was the stranger's pocket pussy. As mindless and brainless as the hundreds of tapping phone games, you pull out in waiting rooms for entertainment. Only I was better. A living, breathing bombshell bent to the wishes of my master. Now a blowjob. Maybe doggy or cowgirl in ten. Finish off with some cuddles. The possibilities were endless.

Bystanders sat around us sleeping, on their phones, or filling out applications. An elderly couple shuffled to their window. Children ran around shouting. But none seemed to notice the dirty sex act happening mere inches away from them. 

The man finally pulled his dick out of my mouth with a pop. My mouth remained open in an o shape where his cock used to be just moments ago. The salty taste of pre cum was all that remained. 

"Wait here. This dad will make a great slut. I have an eye for guys who will become good cock hungry bimbos for me."

Obediently my body froze up as the stranger walked away. My mind was cloudy and fuzzy, but I could tell this young dad was accompanying his son for the behind-the-wheel driving test.

The two of them were busy at a window when the stranger approached. My eyes were frozen, so I could only see a few movements out of the corner of my eye. Part of whatever this sick man did to me left me quite dumbed down. All I could comprehend hearing was some laughs before the man sat back down and pulled out the same mysterious book that put me in this situation. 

Suddenly, crawling into my vision on the floor was a busty redhead with a dump truck of an ass stretching every piece of fabric in her tight leggings. The stranger wasted no time, and it was clear he was ready to bust a load down this babe's throat. Grabbing the back of her head, the man eagerly had the girl suck him off hard and dry.

The former man locked eyes with mines, and I could make out a glimpse of his trapped mind behind all the moans and bouncing. Our moment of shared humility broke when her eyes crossed from the firehose of semen gushing into her mouth and deep down her stomach. A muffled moan filled my ears as her body collapsed from a seemingly mind-numbing orgasm for submissively giving the man a blowjob.

In a surprising act of resistance and strong will, she pulled her mouth free, but her mind was visibly in contradiction with how she felt, brought on by the power the stranger exhibited on both of us.

"Clean it up bitch. No, lick it clean, you dirty slut. There you go. Who is a good girl for Daddy? You're no longer daddy. I'm your daddy now, and your my good little cum dumpster. How about you girls show me what your pussies can do. Come on now, let's find a comfy place for all three of us. Maybe that boy of yours can join us later," the stranger laughed as he led us to a room with large tables.

Holding hands, the redhead and I walked into whatever the man had in store for us. We were at the complete mercy of this man. It was scary but, at the moment, in our young horny teen bodies, also exciting.

Now serving F071

Epilogue:

Two hours passed, and the stranger did what he came here to do.

"Don't come looking for me. You will never find me. No one will believe you two. You will only have each other to bond over this experience. Or not. You can each lead your own separate lives, never talking about what happened today. I know you guys have lives to live, so I'll happily turn you guys back to normal."

"Don't you want another piece of this hot ass baby," I cooed sexily, twirling hair with my cum pasted fingers. 

"Please, master! Another taste of your hot sperm. I promise I'll be a good girl this time," the redhead chimed in with puppy eyes and a cute little pout. Fresh cum leaked from her stretched vagina and ran down her long sexy legs.

With a wink, the man walked out of the DMV and out of our lives for good. A minute or two passed, and we both got our bodies back. I missed my appointment, and the dad had a lot of explaining to do with his son. Whether our threesome with the stranger made the wait at the DMV less dreadful was up for debate. Even I didn't know the answer to that. But I have to admit there is something freeing, heavenly, and hot about being a fucktoy for someone with godlike powers.

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!

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!

Cursed Classroom

"Oh yes!! Just like that baby!! OH FUCK....OH, GOD... I'm CUMMING!!! OOHHHH!!!" Rob loudly moaned as I brought my former classmate and good friend to his 8th orgasm in the past hour.

Alex, on my right, instinctively squeezed Rob's left tit, further accentuating the pleasure Rob felt from his mind-numbing orgasm. Harold, on my left, stared with his glazed eyes at my elongated cock, wiggling his exposed ass that was only dressed in a skimpy schoolgirl skirt. Strangely enough, the colors matched the uniform of our school today. The only difference is that these uniforms were over-sexualized to the max. Ever since the four of us walked into this classroom, we couldn't stop our lovemaking for even a second. Harold pushed Rob off my dick before dropping to his knees and lapping my cum with his hot tongue and plump lips. Rob and Alex joined in drooling and panting, desperate and lustful for my throbbing erection.

Through their collection of moans and licking, I heard footsteps growing louder and louder as someone outside approached the classroom we were in. With a loud creak of old wood, Jacob walked in wide-eyed as he took in the scene before him.

"What the fuck is going on here??!!" 

"Hey, cutie," Alex cooed sexily, "would you like a taste of my babe's hard cock? Hee hee... His cum is...is...delicious?" Suddenly Alex shot straight up from his kneeling position and began spitting all of my semen out of his pretty mouth. "What the actual fuck!!" Alex screamed as his regular old memories rushed back to his head. "No way, I just sucked your cock and had you fuck me, dude!! And worst of all!! It felt...good??!!

Glancing up, I notice Harold and Rob have snapped out of their ditzy daze. Rob's cheeks flushed a bright red as we made eye contact. He looked away quickly in embarrassment remembering all of the slutty things he was saying while I was fucking him. Rob shifted his legs back and forth before touching his pussy to inspect its wetness from all the sex we had. Out of the three girls, he experienced the most action. Before long, he playfully took off his shirt and started bouncing and playing with his plump breasts in an extremely girly manner. I couldn't tell if all of this didn't concern him or maybe the effects of whatever magic attacked us didn't fully ware off? Harold, on the other hand, was in complete utter shock. His eyes and mouth were wide open, dripping with cum. He didn't say a single word or even acknowledge Jacob walking in on us.

"I'll tell you what's going on!! Adam here is using some sort of magic, voodoo, or witchcraft shit to fuck with our bodies and minds and have us suck his dick!! That's what's going on!!" Alex replied angrily, pushing Jacob aside and making his way out the door.

"That's not true!!" I protested in hopes of defending myself from Alex's accusations. "I had no control of my body whatsoever, just like you!! You guys got to believe me!!"

"Liar!! You brought all three of us down here and were the last to enter the room! That was your plan all along!"

"Alex, wait-" My reply was abruptly cut off by the old oak wood door slamming directly in my face. Alex looked back at me through the door's small rectangular window in disgust before a look of confusion washed over his face. My view of Alex slowly became more obscured as strands of dark brown hair fell in front of my eyes. I rapidly flicked my newly lashed eyes up and down as I became dumbfounded by the transformations happening to my body. A skimpy black top, a schoolgirl skirt, and white pantyhose materialized and latched onto my smooth skin. I took a few steps backward, trying not to fall over with all this new weight on my chest and ass. The mental changes started to alter my brain, but they weren't the same as the ones I experienced when I was still a man. Instead, memories of being fucked by the high school football team when I was the cheer team captain and sucking the dicks of my teachers flooded and overrode my past persona. Before long, I was a horny cum slut in body and mind, just waiting for my next taste of cock.

"Omg!! Guys, I think I figured it out!!" Harold exclaimed, finally snapping out of his shock and saying something in all this commotion. "This classroom, Alex stepping out, and Jacob walking in!! It means...It means we have to show Jacob what naughty sluts we are!! Isn't that right, girlies!! I call first dibs on his tasty cock!!" Harold giggled as he obtained a new sexy body with light blonde hair.

"YESS!! Finally!!" Rob squealed in delight pressing his body up against mine and biting his luscious lips. "Being a guy sucks!! Come on, ladies, let's lose our minds together!! Having a pussy is just so much better than having a big ole cock..tee hee...but that's not to say cock isn't scrumptiously delicious!!"

Soon all three of us stood at the front of the classroom in anticipation of the steamy orgy we were all going to experience with Jacob taking the role of fucking us. I let go of Jacob's cock, just as quickly as I grabbed it. Looking up from my bimbo daze, I saw Alex standing in front of the door frame in utter disbelief. For what seemed like an eternity, all five of us stood firmly in place in the most absurd Mexican standoff imaginable. Wondering if all five of us can ever escape this porn nightmare. Or if all of us even wanted to get out of this cursed classroom?

Magic Cock 3

"Yep, his pussy dripping with cum and dumber than a horny bimbo, that's how I found Luke. As for Mike, he was long gone by the time I returned to check on them. His escape is still something that concerns me. He's the only one besides you two who know what powers I wield. Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have turned him back! Some unsuspecting soul walking around the neighborhood would've been good enough for Luke to try on his powers!"

"Umm, Luke? Sorry remind me again who we're talking about," the middle-aged medical professor nervously asked, fully aware of what James was capable of. For it was I who was there on that fateful day in the lab when the accident occurred and left James with his mysterious yet powerful magic cock. Now James has found his way onto the University campus again and into my doctor's office, asking for assistance with his master plan. He wanted to find a way for those who inherited the powers of the magic cock to not accidentally turn themselves into airheaded sluts when they looked at their cocks through a mirror. Under normal circumstances, I would never think of assisting James with his wicked plan. However, the threat to dozens of my patients in the waiting room left me with little choice. Hopefully, with my dumb question, I can distract James long enough to grab a hand mirror lying on my desk nearby.

"Who's Luke? You know...the first-year student in your biology class. The guy whose cock I don't want turning against him. Come on, doc, the guy we've been discussing for the past 5 minutes! Anyhow, let's run some tests on your intern here."

"N...Nnn...NO!!! Please don't hurt me!! I'm just an intern! I have nothing to do with this!! Please, I'm begging you, man!!" the skinny teen helplessly pleaded as James removed his belt and unbuckled his pants.

"You might want to close your eyes, old man."

I grasp the mirror's handle with tremendous force behind my back while furiously closing my eyes. William was a good boy. He was not the brightest intern but a hard worker who had the potential to succeed in anything he put his mind to. His soft moans, echoing off the white walls of the office, only filled me with more rage and motivation to put a stop to this son of a bitch.

"HEY JAMES!!" I yell while lunging forward and grabbing James by the arm to turn him around. Still holding the mirror, I push my arm out to give James a full view of his reflection. 

"WHAT!! NOOO!! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME!!!" James yelled out in despair.

"I'm sorry, James, but someone has to end this." I triumphantly exclaim. Opening my eyes, fully expecting a hot pornstar woman to be where James was standing, I shockingly gasped as a cock filled my field of vision. I let out a soft moan as my body shifts and morphs under my white lab coat and black pants. Only to be replaced by a tight black sexy dress and dark blue collar shirt holding back my sprouting tits. I can feel the effects of the mental changes taking root, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I fully succumbed to being a hungry cum slut for James. 

"Wow, did you really think that was going to work, doc?! Of course, a cheap trick like that wouldn't work on me. Still, I do hate that you betrayed me out of all people. Guess you're just going to have to join your twin sister here in sucking my cock. Strange but sexy how you two turned out identical!"

"Professor, what is happening to me...why do I feel...giggle...like sucking this handsome man's cock....Mmmmm, please, master, let me taste your cock!! I want it so bad right now!!"

William was no longer there. Replaced in mind and body as a horny bimbo bent to Jame's will. Those with lower intelligence usually gave into the mental changes quicker, which explains why I'm still able to fight for a bit longer. This new body felt alien to me. My tiny feet fit perfectly in my glossy heels, and my soft blonde hair swayed left and right with my every movement. However, the most alien of all sensations were my tits, ass, and pussy. I mean, just look at it. Pushing it outwards stretched my tight black dress to its absolute limit as it beautifully accentuated my womanly curves and childbearing hips. I'm sure that sexy man over there can see how hot I am. Oh, I'm in such dire need of release. My pussy is aching to be filled by my master's perfect cock. No....Stop that!! Just a bit longer...I got to hold on just a bit longer...I need a new plan!!... Just a bit longer...longer...longer...mmmmmm, his cock is so long...! I need it right fucken now!!"

I dropped to my knees even though deep down my mind was screaming to resist, but my excitement and lust were too much to control. I eagerly suck the throbbing cock lost in a mist of desire and sweat. I don't even notice my clothes disappearing as warm sticky cum fills my mouth and covers my lips and chin.

"Your cum is so delicious, master! Oh, please give me more!" I beg, still holding onto his cock, but master only walks away and heads towards my twin sister. My hand is still suspended in the air holding the invisible shape of my master's cock as I dumbly stare with a stupid smile plastered across my face. Master slaps my sister's ass before he begins to fuck her silly. 

I finger myself as I watch my pretty sister gets pounded by our master over and over again. Eventually, we all orgasm at the same time. Shaking uncontrollably and my eyes rolling back, I fall over, laying on the cold floor of the office. I manage to catch a short glimpse of master smiling mischievously as he finds the computer controlling the tv screen in the waiting room.

Too dumb to understand the significance of that, I simply crawl onto the leather table, giving my master a full view of my glistening wet pussy in hopes that he will have sex with me next. The eruption of moans outside the office only makes me hornier and hungrier for that magic cock.

Christmas Miracle

Every year during the holidays, my mom spends many hours adorning our household with an absurd amount of Christmas decorations. After the divorce, my mom has painstakingly tried to get my brother and me into the Christmas spirit. I guess she thinks it would help us cope with the fact that our dad isn't around anymore. But to tell you the truth, it just annoys the hell out of me. Finding out that she cheated on my dad with our neighbor was like a punch to the gut. I wish I could say I didn't, but I honestly hate her for it. That's why I usually sleep in on Christmas morning; I can't stand the memories and thoughts associated with this holiday. But this morning wasn't going to be like any other morning. 

Suddenly a thundering crash, almost like an explosion, shook my room. The shattering of ornaments and glass lifted me from my cozy bed. In a panic, I rushed out of my room and down the stairs to check on my mom. Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, I froze in shock at the sight before me. A sparkling red sled attached to an actual reindeer protruded from the broken wall of our living room. Before I could say anything, a tall and muscular man began to emerge from the settling dust, dressed in a fluffy red coat.

"Sorry about your living room Angela! I'm sure my elves will be more than happy to fix it for you once we're done," the strange man explained in a husky voice. "Now, shall we get on with it?" 

"Get on with what exactly?" I asked, stepping forward and making my presence clear. 

"Huh, what a surprise! You must be Victor. Your mother has told me all about you." He laughed, "I'm sure your mother has told you a thing or two about me, and if not, I'm sure you can guess who I am based on the time of year." 

 "Ummm? You're not saying...your-"

 "Victor!!! Go back to your room right now!!!" my mom exclaimed in a panicked tone. 

 "Are you serious! NO!! First, you cheat on dad, and now you bring another man into our house who's some weirdo claiming he's Santa Claus!! Don't tell me you've been sneaking him in here all this time!! Wow, I can't believe you, mom!! Yeah, you don't gotta tell me twice. I'll leave but don't expect me to stay with you any longer. I'm packing my things!" 

 "Now hold on, son. That's no way to speak to your mother. I think this year you should tag along for our bonding session." 

 "Nick, wait!! You said you'll leave my children out of this!! As long as I served their punishments, you wouldn't touch them!! Nick, please!!"

 "Punishments? What the fuck are you saying, mom!?" 

 "You see, Victor. You have been on the naughty list all these years, which means you have to serve your punishment. It's only fair. I know you understand. Traveling the world in a single night to deliver presents can be extremely tiring for anyone, especially me. That is why I like to blow off steam and simultaneously finish my final task of delivering punishments. You know the saying killing two birds with one stone." 

 "Victor, run!! Get out of he-" 

 "Let's get you two ready for the special occasion."

 Laughing and reaching into the droopy sleeves of his coat, the strange man grabbed a fistful of white powder that resembled snow but not quite. This powder seemed to have a magical glow that allowed them to drift towards my mom and me in an almost seeking manner. The cloud of this powder completely obscured my view but not before I caught a small glimpse of it making its way upstairs where my brother Ethan was sleeping. 

 Suddenly a burning sensation completely engulfed me. My body began to stretch and shift as the room around me grew. Long silky brown hair cascaded down my back as my face grew soft and feminine. My flat chest blossomed into a pair of bouncy tits held softly by a silky red bra matching the Christmas theme. At the same time, my ass tripled in size as my clothes morphed into sexy red lingerie that accentuated all of my new curves. Next, my eyes rolled back as an electrical pleasure overtook the region between my legs. My cock shriveled away as a wet gaping pussy took its place, yearning to be filled. Finally, the moment the Santa hat materialized on top of my head, my mind entered a fight between my old and new thoughts. 

 "You three look beautiful, girls. Turn into horny sluts for me craving my cock! Oh, and as you play with your tits, tell me how much you want me to fuck you. I want to make sure my new babes are all properly mentally conditioned to my liking." 

 The moment the words left his lips my soft hands began playing with my busty breasts. I tried to fight the urge to suck his cock, but the hat must have some ability to alter my mind because it started getting harder and harder to stay in control of my thoughts. I looked to my right to try and distract myself. I made eye contact with my mom, who was already lost in the spell. Years of pleasing this man must have weakened her mind to the point where she can switch into her second persona in an instant. Next to her, I saw my brother Ethan already overtaken by the spell. Seeing him drooling and saying how much he wants a cock in his pussy made me lose my initial train of thought as the mind-altering hat finally consumed my consciousness. I turned to face my master with a giggle and a beaming smile.

"Oh, master, please! Let me have a taste of your cock. Destroy my pussy and make me yours, please!"

 Grabbing my hand, the hot hunk led me to the living room couch, where I made sure to show off my fat ass. Maybe if I can make master horny, he will fuck me sooner. All of a sudden, my normal mind raced back as the man took my hat off. 

 

 "Did you like that slut? How did unwavering love for me feel? Pretty good, huh. I wouldn't be surprised if you wanted me to put the hat back on. 

 My face grew red in embarrassment but not because of all the things I said in my slave-like state, but because of the fact that he was right. It did feel good to love him and yearn for him. I have never felt such purpose and pleasure in my life before. Not once. 

 "Tell you what. If you're a good girl, I will fuck you without the hat. What do you say?" 

 I timidly rested my hot body across the sofa with my voluptuous ass hanging in the air, beckoning for his cock. I fell captive to the high libido and horniness of my bouncy body. I wanted this. I needed this. I want to enjoy every second of it, but with my own mind, not the hazy and cloudy mind of a slutty bimbo. 

 

 

"fuck me..." I whispered shyly. Testing these new words with my sultry voice was turning me on so much that I decided to just let go completely. "Fuck me, baby. Punish me for being a naughty girl, daddy."

 

The next hour was a roller coaster of sex and pleasure. I loved this body so much. But more importantly, I loved how the man owned my pussy. His hand pressing down on my head made me feel so vulnerable and submissive. I orgasmed probably a dozen times before he finally shot his warm sticky cum all over my face and tits. Then we just lay there basking in the sweat and heat of unmatched lovemaking. Kissing his lips and hugging him, I was sure he was going to take me back with him to the North Pole, where he apparently lives. I wouldn't mind. I would serve him and make love to him every night if it meant more of his cock. It didn't hurt to ask. I was willing to get on my knees and beg if that's what it took.

 

 

"My love, please take me wi-," my voice was suddenly cut off by his subsequent command.

 "Go with your mother and brother and swing those tits. The elves will be here shortly for their round of fun too."

 

 

Feeling somewhat betrayed, I scooted between my mom and Ethan with a smile that also betrayed my true feelings. I thought I was his and only his. I wanted to yell out to him. *Please take me with you!! How about another round with this tight pussy!! Anything, please don't leave me!!* But to no avail, the man left. Stuck in this loop, I thought, maybe wearing the hat wouldn't have been such a bad thing after all.

Thanks for reading!!! I know it's not Christmas yet but I was feeling the holiday spirit 😳. I decided to make a blog because I was thinking of making an interactive cyoa type of story. I always found those fun but I know they're kind of hard to write so I'll try to work on that. I also hope some images from my past captions work on the blog. It's really bare bones right now, but I'll try to improve it.😓 Well thanks for reading I hope you all enjoyed and Happy Thanksgiving!!

Election Year Plot Request by MissMisunderstood22

My entire spine and lower body subconsciously jumped forward as a shivering sensation pierced my naked skin. An unseen force hindered the movement of my hands and feet as I sat shivering in absolute darkness.

“HEY!!!! CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME!!! HELLO??!!!”

Flailing my arms and legs around was no use. My tired breathing was all that filled the empty void around me. I last remembered being in a roaring crowd at one of the president’s campaign rallies. The thunderous cheers and blaring lights dulled my senses to the point of losing consciousness.

A despairing sigh escaped my lips as I tried crying for help one more time. 

“HEY!!!! IS ANYBODY OUT TH-!!!”

A mechanical whirring sound interrupted my yelling. The roller shades across from me began to slowly but surely unveil a luxurious backyard but most importantly allowed for the first beams of light to illuminate the room I found myself in. What caught my eyes at that moment wasn’t the elegant five star pool or the lush garden outside the room. But rather the two brunettes inside the room holding hands and staring back at me with empty eyes.

No one moved. No one spoke or made a sound. Until an ominous beep broke the still cold air followed by the unmistakable voice of the president. 

“Micheal, you’re finally awake! Now I know you must have a lot of questions but please keep quiet until I finish explaining why you are here. A few hours ago you attended one of my campaign rallies. At that rally one of my undercover secret service agents was standing right next to you when they overheard your obscene and arrogant remarks pertaining my political rival Brittney Cortez. Although she is my rival, I can’t just stand there and do nothing as you belittle her. Therefore, I decided to teach you a lesson about respecting women, especially those who are as upstanding and ambitious as Cortez. Standing before you now are two women dressed in colored leggings. Each color symbolizes their party affiliation and the memories you will temporarily inherit when you posses one of their bodies. With your new identity I challenge you to run against me. If you win, and only if you win, you will get your male body back. So without further ado make your choice!”

“WHAT!! NO!! THIS IS INSANE!! YOU CAN’T JUST DO THIS TO ME!!”

“Well maybe you shouldn’t have said those crude jokes. Now hurry up and choose! Im a busy man you know!!”

To my surprise I was no longer chained to the metal chair I was sitting in. A drop of sweat glided down my face as I put a nervous foot forward towards the two women. Arms shaking and palms sweating I reached towards them still undecided on who I was going to control. The tips of my fingers touched the soft shoulder of the blue legging girl first. A calmness washed over me as my perspective changed. I did a complete 180 in the blink of an eye as I found myself staring at the metal chair I was just sitting in. 

“Linda Smith! Not a bad choice! Well, I got to get going. You have a meeting with a potential donor for your political campaign in an hour. I suggest you meet your advisors. They’re outside by the pool. Good luck! And may the best candidate win!!” 

Stepping outside I spotted three scantily dressed girls standing by the pool he mentioned.

“You must be my advisors! Nice to meet you I’m Michael.”

“You mean Linda,” the middle blonde corrected.

“Don’t worry. It was hard for us to get used to our new names too,” the brown haired girl on the right explained. 

“The memories of my body are telling me that your meeting attire is located in the living room on the couch next to the tv,” the blonde on the left informed me.”

“Wow the president wasn’t lying! It’s like I lived two lives!” 

Memories of high school and partying all night during my college years as Linda littered my mind. 

“Yeah it’s pretty trippy sometimes. Just know that these memories come and go, so be sure you get to that meeting on time so that you’re fully prepared,” the middle blonde warned as she entered the pool for a swim.

After getting dressed I made my way upstairs to my office without anyone telling me where it was. My mind just knew how to get there. As if I walked up and down these wooden stairs a million times. 

“Finally some alone time!” 

Plopping down on the cushioned seat of my office chair was a welcoming change from the hard metal chair I found myself in not too long ago. Suddenly a few loose papers fluttered off my desk as a strong gust of wind blew through the office. A breeze invaded the small opening under my pencil skirt and fiddled with my fresh womanhood. A soft feminine gasp escaped my lips as I realized how sensitive this body was.

“I still have 30 minutes…and this body is practically begging for release…a few quickies wouldn’t hurt…”

One orgasm became 2…then 3. Articles of clothing flew off and sooner or later I completely lost track of everything going around me. And I didn’t limit myself to my comfy office chair. I eagerly went all out and fingered myself on top of the desk, squirting all over the glass covering.

A dull thud outside my office door snapped myself back to reality. My heart skipped a beat as I remembered the meeting I had scheduled.

“Shit….Um….I mean…. C-can… can I co-…come in….” a deep male voice nervously asked behind the door. 

“Um….give me a minute I’ll be right there with you,” I replied as I hurriedly dressed myself. 

As I dressed I couldn’t help but wonder, was this guy just standing there listening to me masturbate? What a wierdo. No matter, let’s get this show on the road. Turning the door knob and opening the door I was quite surprised to be met by such a good looking man. However, his unconfident personality did not match his dashing looks. 

“H-hhi….I’m Scott….I’m here to discuss…um… uhh….”

Scott’s trembling hands caused him to lose grip of his clipboard as he clumsily dropped it for the second time. 

I suppressed a laugh as I watched him pathetically pick his clipboard back up. 

“Hi, the names Linda, it’s a pleasure meeting you! Why don’t you take a seat while I get you a drink.”

Turning around my eyes widened as I dreadfully noticed that my vagina fluids were still all over the desk.

***FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! THE TISSUES!!! WHERE ARE THEY???!!! WAIT!!!……WHY CAN’T I REMEMBER WHERE THEY ARE!!!! I THOUGHT I HAD ALL OF LINDA’S MEMORIES!!! OR IS THIS WHAT THEY MEANT WHEN THEY SAID THESE MEMORIES WERE TEMPORARY!! SHIT!!***

“I’m sorry sir! I’ll get you that drink right away!” I apologetically said as I turned to look at Scott.

Scott’s eyes darted quickly away as his face flushed a bright red. Did I just catch him staring at my ass?? This dude really is flustered over my sexy curvy body. At that moment the idea hit me. I might still be able to secure this money for my campaign. 

“Like what you see…” I sexily cooed as I hit my most seductive pose and facial expression. To my male persona this was completely awkward but Linda was a natural at temptation and attraction. 

“Huh…W-what do you mean??!!” Scott anxiously answered. 

“Oh stop playing dumb….” although it was kinda cute “….I saw you drooling over this hot piece of ass. You know….you can get a piece of it… for a price….”

“N-no I could never…”

“Oh come on….I know you want it… here let me give you a quick preview.” 

Dropping to my knees I unbuckled his belt and freed his boner from his pants. Holy shit!! Who knew such an awkward hunk was packing such a huge cock!!! Without hesitation I started sucking, overtaken by my extreme horniness from laying eyes on such a delicious cock. Before long Scott blew his load all over my mouth and tits. 

“Now what do you say?? Want the whole package??”

“Fuck that felt so good!!!”

“Hurry up and decide!!! Im a busy woman you know!!!”

With newfound confidence, Scott pinned me against the wooden table, gripped my waist, and plunged balls deep into my quivering cunt. Absolute euphoria rocked my busty body as Scott pounded my pussy. The rhythm of my tits swinging and the clapping of my dump truck behind brought me to a mind shattering orgasm. 

**“OOOOHHH GOOODDDD…..MMMMMPPPHPH….. YYYYYEEESSS….”**

Holy shit that was amazing. I was seeing stars and my body was still shaking from that incredible sex. Good thing I have a whole calendar filled with meeting like this. I wasn’t lying when I told him I’m a busy woman.

Plot Request by: MissMisunderstood22