Showing posts with label attribute theft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label attribute theft. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 10, 2024
Friday, October 6, 2023
He swapped our attributes - Part 5
“I’m such a dirty slut,” Patrick whimpered while his eyes rolled to the back of his head. “Who else agrees with me?” When the wireless toy between his legs twitched violently, he knew he had his answer. “Ohhh, good, yes. Make me shake like that … o-oh…”
One of his viewers had just given him a $50 tip to make the toy vibrate. One tip after another sent his mind into a frenzy. Patrick moaned as he stretched along his bed in his new apartment. He had moved across the country to start over, and after getting enough money for his posh home, he was loving his new life. His hands gently squeezed his breasts until he saw a message on the screen. “Play with yourself,” a viewer had said. Smiling, he began circling his dainty clit while he looked at the nearby webcam. When he felt the toy vibrating again between his legs, he gave the webcam a wink.
There were over two thousand people watching him pleasure himself, and the more he brought himself to orgasm, the more he actively enjoyed being a woman. It made him wonder what else he could do once he found another set of attributes to take. Upon getting bored with his current figure, he figured swapping attributes might end up making things even more fun for him.
The possibilities were endless. He could be a heavier woman, or maybe even a skinnier Asian girl. The thought of gaining more attributes at random made using his magical bracelet a much more exciting experience. Biting his lower lip, he felt the pressure beginning to build up inside of his dripping slit. His palm circled his clit, while a single finger tunneled through his moist folds. He felt the toy vibrating even harder now while he helped push it deeper inside with his finger. Before he knew it, he felt his lower half starting to tremble. He arched his back, and after a final vibration, his body tightened, and he let out a long moan.
Moisture seeped through his fingertips before finally gushing forth. His body shuddered while pure ecstasy ran through his naked body. The bed felt absolutely filthy while he rode his orgasm. He could already tell he was never going to try to take another man's attributes. He didn't want to risk losing what he had. He didn't want to risk getting a cock. Patrick wondered if this meant his subconscious had always been like this - wanting to be the opposite sex. Wanting to be comfortable as a woman, but unable to truly do so until recently. Deep down, he was glad he made the decision to steal Jennifer and Laurie's attributes.
He couldn't have imagined his life being any better. He had everything now - an incredible body, endless earnings, and a customer base who could validate his ego by thirsting for his feminine form. Sure, he had basically altered Jennifer and Laurie’s lives forever, but he could care less. He was far away, and neither of them had any idea that he had stolen their qualities.
And as he looked at the computer, he couldn't help but smile at all the messages he saw scrolling across his screen. Each message from another viewer made his heart flutter, especially since it meant a donation had come in. He was rolling in cash now, and money wasn’t going to be an issue going forward. Their lusty desires and cravings fueled his own desire to steal more attributes, and this was only the beginning. He already had a few DMs from other creators who wanted to collab with him. What they didn't know was that he was actively searching for more bodies to steal from.
This would make for an interesting year of wonderful and lucrative fun.
Thursday, October 5, 2023
He swapped our attributes - Part 4
Jennifer posed in front of the mirror and admired her new breasts. After being trapped in a male body for so long, she managed to save up the money to get enhancements. Her breasts were a lot bigger now as she waved her waist from side to side. She was so focused that she didn’t even see Stuart walking up from behind her. And when she felt His strong arms wrapping around her waist from behind, she immediately saw her cock getting hard.
His hands crept up her tummy and gave her a light squeeze. "I'm allowed to touch them like this now, right?"
"The scars are fully healed," she said while leaning back into him. "Are you ready to go?"
He kissed her cheek and smiled at her reflection. "I'm the waiting for you."
“Sorry, I think I was just hypnotized by my new breasts. Not a fan of the scarring, but it looks good in this shirt, doesn’t it?”
Stuart nodded happily. She quickly gathered her purse and gave herself one final look in the mirror. After adjusting to her new body and finally getting a boyfriend who accepted her for who she was now, she found that her life was getting a lot better. Stuart was a lot more patient and understanding since he didn't judge her for having a dick. He just wanted to love her as she was, so when Jennifer mentioned getting a boob job, he seemed a little hesitant.
But that went away after he finally saw her new tits. It also helped that Jennifer knew how good he was as a partner. He was really gentle with her since she had never experienced a penis before, and he took his time to make her comfortable when they were first together.
She was embarrassed when they first had sex, but he had a lot of experience. He understood everything they needed. In the past, Jennifer remembered her inner folds moistening and taking whatever inside of her. She never had to worry about lube or anything like that.
With her male body, a lot of adjustments had to happen. She did everything she could to look into what caused her sudden sex change. She heard about a girl in her city whose face had been stolen from her, but nobody ever found a way to help her. The girl had apparently gotten a lot of plastic surgery to look more feminine. To Jennifer though, it wasn't that bad. The girl still had her female body. Jennifer had it way worse - her breasts were gone, her soft skin had become dry and stretched, and her shapely bum was gone.
Thankfully, none of that bothered Stuart. His patience meant the world to her, especially after she finally accepted that her body would never become her old body again. He helped her understand everything. From her cock’s ejaculation to edging, he helped her understand her private bits And as she walked out to the car, he complimented her breasts again, causing her to blush while they sat in his vehicle. Her life felt ruined all those months ago, but as she glanced at the golden ring around her finger, she realized that her life was only going to get better.
Wednesday, October 4, 2023
He swapped our attributes - Part 3
After chanting the blood magic incantation from his printed piece of paper, it only took a few minutes for the pearl bracelet to rematerialize on the spot where Patrick had smeared his blood against the floor. Once it finally arrived, he immediately pulled it over his wrist. Within seconds, his head began to throb. After doing this the first time over a month ago, the sensations he felt never went away. He felt heat radiating from his face while his nose bone cracked, and when he grunted, he felt his throat twisting. The pain only intensified when the magical pearl bracelet tightened around his wrist.
After using the pearl bracelet on his first target, he knew exactly what to expect. In order to use the dark magic hidden inside of his pearl bracelet, it required another person to willingly wear it. Its wearer’s attributes would become absorbed by the bracelet over the course of several days, and the specific attributes would be the last person whose blood touched its exterior. Upon regaining the bracelet, it would allow him to reabsorb their attributes and exchange them for his own. It was difficult at first, especially since randomly gifting jewelry as a middle-aged stranger turned most people away. Thankfully, he had a front – as a pawn shop dealer, he could find the perfect potential customers to steal from.
That was when he met his first person willing to put money towards his bracelet. Jennifer was a beautiful woman who bought his bracelet nearly two months before. She lived in the same building as him, so it was easy to sneak in to steal the bracelet after a handful of weeks. He was hoping for an attractive male, but when he realized only women would be buying and wearing his bracelet, he decided that becoming a woman probably wasn’t going to be that bad. With OnlyFans becoming a huge hit globally, he realized that selling himself as a woman was the next best way to help him with his money problems. Unfortunately, this meant that Jennifer would have his male body’s physical attributes, but he didn’t care.
The only other issue was that he wasn’t complete yet. He had a set of nice tits and a gorgeous set of legs, but his face remained unchanged. He still looked like a 54-year-old drunk with dry skin and an awkward grin. And despite all this, he couldn’t find anybody willing to buy the bracelet – he felt like he was stuck in limbo. So, he sold the pearl bracelet to Sam, an old coworker who had worse money problems than he did. Patrick knew that Sam had a girlfriend thanks to social media, and it didn’t take long before Laurie began posting pictures of her wearing the bracelet.
By the time morning rolled around, Patrick had taken it from Laurie's apartment while she was asleep. She was only a few blocks away, and he knew that Sam hid his apartment key beneath his carpet. He also knew that Sam would be working overnight, so Laurie would be fast asleep by the time Patrick would take her face.
Now that the magic was doing its work, Patrick knew that it was time to become complete. His face was glowing, his skin shifting while his groans became higher in pitch. He could feel his features fully morphing now until a loud crack echoed all around him. When the pain finally subsided, leaving him drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, he slowly approached the mirror. A feeling of excitement bubbled within him – it was a feeling so intense that it overshadowed the remnants of the pain.
His face was no longer his own - it was an exact replica of Laurie’s face. Her cute nose, her beautiful eyes, and her subtle dimples were his now, and he couldn’t help but admire them alongside the rest of his body. He gently set the pearl bracelet in his jewelry box and got excited about taking selfies of himself to show off his new appearance. He was excited to see how much money he could hustle with his current body before deciding on stealing more attributes for himself.
Tuesday, October 3, 2023
He swapped our attributes - Part 2
“I love you,” Laurie said into the phone.
“I love you too, babe,” Sam said. “I’ll see you when you wake up, okay? Joseph’s being a jackass about the no cell phone policy, so I won’t be able to text you.”
“I’ll be asleep. I’ll talk to you later…”
Laurie set her phone down beside her new pearl bracelet on the nightstand. It was a fresh gift from her boyfriend Sam, and it was a big deal for her since neither of them could afford things like this. She was genuinely surprised, and she found joy in the way the pearls gleamed under the moonlight while she yawned.
She leaned back and allowed her bed to envelope her as she looked up at the ceiling. Money was always an issue for them, even with his overnight shifts, so she was a little worried that they were wasting too much money. But Sam insisted, and as she drifted off to sleep, the last thing she remembered was his excited grin.
But the sound of a distant laugh made Laurie jerk. She sat up, only to find herself engulfed by water. She held her breath and looked around – she didn’t know which way was up or down. She chose a direction and tried to swim, but it felt like invisible shackles were pulling her down.
A black shadow emerged from somewhere in the water, and when it approached, she felt a burning sensation along her jaw and forehead. She let out a horrified scream and watched the bubbles floating in every direction. Before she could pull away, she felt the shadow cover her head.
Her eyes abruptly opened to the sight of sunlight streaming through the nearby window. Laurie's skin was coated in sweat, and an eerie sensation hung in the air. Frowning, she reached up to her cheek to scratch a throbbing itch. A strange, dry texture on her cheeks caught her attention. It felt like a hard, gritty patch of dry skin, creating a tingling sense of curiosity and concern. She got up from the bed and saw that the rest of her body seemed fine. She felt a little filthy from all the sweating, so she made her way out into the hallway to wash her face.
She stepped into the bathroom and turned on the lights with a yawn. What she saw in the mirror made her scream. Her face, reflected back, was that of an old man, while her body remained untouched. She blinked after she finally stopped screaming, but when her face remained unchanged, Laurie let out another scream.
She hurried back to her bedroom with her heart racing. She looked around with confusion. She couldn’t believe what had happened. With trembling hands, she began to search for her phone when she noticed that her pearl bracelet was gone.
“What’s going on?” Laurie whispered. And when she heard her voice, she let out another scream. The more she used her throat to scream or talk, the deeper her voice became. And when Sam opened the front door to their apartment and entered her bedroom, he let out a scream too.
Monday, October 2, 2023
He swapped our attributes - Part 1
Jennifer gently removed her jewelry – she never wore any during her workouts, but she liked the comments she’d get from the other girls. She put away her earrings, promise band, and her newest bracelet made from pearls. It was an authentic bracelet that she got for no more than fifty dollars – she’d seen similar ones for hundreds before. She was never a big jewelry person, but after Marcus started getting her expensive jewelry, she slowly became a little obsessed over each piece.
One by one, she placed them carefully in her jewelry box while she ran a hand along her flat and toned tummy. The faint linings of her muscles oozed with progress and sweat, and she was looking forward to washing her body. Once the jewelry was safely tucked away, Jennifer made her way to the bathroom after setting her T-shirt and jeans on her bed. She felt the weight of the day on her skin while she removed her hot pink sports bra and yoga pants. Stepping into the corner of the bathroom, the steam from the hot shower enveloped her, making her muscles relax while she savored the heat that engulfed her sore body. She had pushed herself hard, determined to beat her personal record.
After a while, the water started to turn cold, and that’s when she stepped out. She didn’t bother washing her hair that night – she wanted to go straight to her one hour nap. She wrapped herself in a soft towel and walked back to her room. The bed looked inviting while she dried her athletic body. It beckoned to her with its soft sheets and plush pillows. After slathering some lotion and admiring her physical progress in a nearby mirror, she slipped under the covers and let out a sigh.
She felt a sense of peace while her eyelids became heavy. The world outside was still, and so was her mind. Jennifer closed her eyes, letting the sounds of the night lull her into a deep sleep. As Jennifer drifted into the dream world, she felt an odd sensation. It started as a gentle warmth. Soon, she felt hotter than she had ever felt before. It was as if she was in a desert, with the sun beating down relentlessly. Jennifer tried to move, but her body felt heavy. Her sheets clung to her, drenched in sweat. As she moved her fingers, she felt a strange pressure, as if someone was squeezing them tightly. The same happened with her toes.
The weight in the air grew heavier. Jennifer felt like she was trapped in a thick blanket, unable to breathe or move. Panic set in. She reached out, trying to find her bedside lamp. She needed light, hoping it would make everything clear. Her fingers finally found the switch, and as the lamp bathed the room in a warm glow, Jennifer saw something unbelievable.
Her room was filled with water. It reached the ceiling, turning her bedroom into an underwater cave. She looked around, eyes wide in shock. Her furniture floated, and her books swirled around like leaves in the wind. Jennifer tried to scream, but no sound came out. She could feel the pressure of the water on her chest, pushing her down, and pinning her to the bed. Every second felt like an eternity. Her heart raced, and fear gripped her. Just as she felt she couldn't take it anymore, just as she was about to give in, she woke up.
Jennifer sat up straight, gasping for breath. She looked around, half expecting to see her room still filled with water. But it was dry, everything was in its place. The nightmare had felt so real, but now, it was just a fading memory. Jennifer glanced at her clock and realized that it was 4 AM. “I overslept,” she realized. “Fuck, I was only supposed to sleep for an hour…”
Still shaken, she got out of bed. She needed a change of clothes, since the ones she wore were soaked with sweat. She walked to her bathroom, still trying to shake off the remnants of her dream, only to let out a horrified scream. She stared at herself in the mirror – her face was fine, but her body was different. Her breasts were completely flat, her hips were narrower, and her perfect bum was gone. Her body had become more masculine. She looked into her surprised eyes, and just when she thought it wouldn’t get any worse, she felt something between her legs starting to go hard.
Tuesday, September 12, 2023
Absorbing her precious attributes
Abigail had a sly smirk as she waltzed across her balcony. Every step was a picture of grace and confidence, the clinking sound of her high heels forcing Carl’s eyes to watch her every move. Adorned in a cute dress that accentuated her elegance, she couldn't resist the vanity that urged her to run a hand through her chestnut waves that cascaded down her back. She turned her head slightly, catching Carl in the act of capturing her likeness through the lens of his camera. “How do I look?”
“Absolutely perfect,” he said breathlessly. She smiled at that – she especially liked how he was still out of breath. The two had made love nearly half an hour ago, yet he was still exhausted from the session they’d shared. Abigail loved how he could barely keep up, and she especially liked how he struggled not to finish too early. When her body appeared much older, he was able to last a lot longer.
Now, he could barely control himself with her rejuvenated body.
Ever since he helped place her attribute stone into Deborah’s possession, her physical appearance only improved. Abigail was a 108-year-old woman who struggled to find a new victim. She regularly maintained her health by sapping the energy and attributes of an unsuspecting victim. By using her attribute stone, she could transfer another person’s youth and appearance over time. The catch was that a willing third party had to provide the stone to somebody, and her partner in crime, Mike, had died suddenly nearly five years ago.
Sharing her secret with a new third party was dangerous, because being caught and reported could lead to her stone being taken away. The third party had to know what the stone was capable of, and the stone only gave attributes to the second to last person who touched it. Disregarding this rule could have the unintended effect of reversing the attributes she’d stolen from people from years before. She would lose the shapely bum and seductive voice she had worked so hard to steal.
Thankfully, that was when her caretaker, Carl, proved his loyalty by doing as she pleased. He offered her love despite looking like she was in her sixties, and when he helped her rejuvenate her body, his love only grew. He convinced his coworker Deborah by pretending that her boyfriend wanted to give it to her. She would never find out the truth. Knowing all this, Abigail knew she’d found her new Mike, and all she had to do was satisfy his every desire. She was more than happy to worship his cock or let him caress every inch of her body now that the attribute stone had given her as much of Deborah’s youth as it could.
Carl further sealed his loyalty by returning the attribute stone to her precious jewelry box. Deborah, now wrinkled and weak, had no idea what had happened to her. Thankfully, as long as the pathetic man didn’t say anything, nobody would ever suspect that Abigail had absorbed her attributes. It had been years since she was able to attract others since Mike had died, and it was especially hard to convince anybody to help her with her attribute stone.
Now, the night called to her, and she was looking forward to Carl taking more pictures of her after a night of clubbing. With a body this attractive, she could get endless streams of income with Carl’s help. Money had always been an issue, and now she had some sort of stability with the body she had now. Her large breasts, toned legs, and gorgeous face were all thanks to Deborah. And with everything she had, Abigail was looking forward to manipulating some of the wealthier men looking to cheat on their wives. She excitedly picked up her purse and beckoned for Carl to follow her.
Saturday, August 19, 2023
Merging with our crushes - Part 5
Weeks had passed since Daniel’s life changed forever. He remembered how he saw the sparkle of Ronaldo's once vibrant eyes fade into something distant and cold upon transforming into the new woman he had become. His eyes were green, his body was taller, and his thighs were thicker with Madison’s muscular physique. At first, Daniel was ecstatic – Ronaldo had all the good parts that Madison had to offer. But it didn’t take long before he realized that the spell had taken a completely different turn.
His best friend, entangled with the minds of Rachel and Madison, had become a complete stranger. It was like the combination of different minds had altered his friend’s way of thinking. Wearing the face of people who he once knew, developed tastes, preferences, and affections became entirely alien to the Ronaldo he'd grown up with.
Things didn’t turn out the way Daniel had wanted. He expected something similar to when Ronaldo merged with Rachel. He expected to have the wildest sex of his life. But he didn’t get any of that. Ronaldo never let Daniel have sex with his crush. Combining with Madison only revealed a secret that she hadn’t shared before. Madison was gay, and now that she was part of Ronaldo, her sexual desires never included Daniel.
Daniel's once clear and logical mind was now a maze of chaotic desperation as he searched for a magical solution. The need to find a way to split Ronaldo, Rachel, and Madison consumed him, eating away at his soul like a relentless disease. The more he saw Ronaldo showing off his body on social media, the crazier Daniel became.
But every path led to a dead end, every spell crumbled under the weight of reality, and every incantation was nothing more than hollow words. Ronaldo, in the meantime, had moved on, enjoying the life that womanhood had to offer. He didn’t waste any time in exploring every thinkable pleasure. He loved showing off his soft skin at the gym, and he constantly flirted with cute girls at the park. Convincing people to do things for him was unbelievably easy, and with his new body, he was definitely maximizing every opportunity to get a little fun out of every thirsty woman he ran into.
Occasionally, Daniel would catch a glimpse of him in the town, laughing with new friends or holding hands with a woman who looked at him with love in her eyes. Over social media, he’d see Ronaldo kissing some new woman. And each time, Daniel's heart throbbed, a sharp reminder of his mistake costing the lives of two women. Ronaldo knew that Daniel was the reason he had the body he had now, yet their friendship continued to drift apart.
The best part about it all for Ronaldo was that he had the upper hand. All he had to do was report Daniel’s misuse of magic to the right authorities. Even if he managed to find the right spell to split them up, magic was taboo, and using it was a punishable offense. So, the feminized man used it as leverage to keep Daniel out of his business as he made an OnlyFans business out of his new body.
In the end, the magic that had once promised adventure and excitement had become a cruel teacher. However, it was most cruel to Rachel and Madison. While Ronaldo and Daniel both believed that their souls had been absorbed, things couldn’t have been further from the truth. They were trapped as passengers in their shared body, unable to communicate with the world around them, and unable to enjoy life to the fullest like Ronaldo did as he made every decision for them.
Friday, August 18, 2023
Merging with our crushes - Part 4
When Daniel received a text message the next morning saying that he had been invited by his college friends over for a party, he realized that it was the perfect opportunity to try merging with his own crush. Ronaldo merged with his, so it seemed only fair for Daniel.
Among those attending included the host, Madison – the girl who Ronaldo knew had taken Daniel’s heart from the moment they met. He was excited to help his friend get a taste of the girl he liked so much, and he was even more excited when he convinced Daniel not to merge with her. “Don’t you think it would be a lot more fun if I had control? I could have all the bits you like.”
Ronaldo, intoxicated by the magic and the allure of further transformation, was on board with improving his appearance. Madison had an adorable face and a toned tummy – she had attributes that he craved. He was a little worried that Daniel would turn him down, but when he agreed to let Ronaldo merge with Madison, he was elated.
It was the weirdest feeling, but he didn’t tell Daniel how he felt deep down. He was afraid that it might make him hesitant in trying out a third person in the body combination spell. Deep down, Ronaldo loved the way he looked, and he loved sharing himself with Daniel.
He couldn’t explain it, but his closeness to him and the merging of Rachel’s body was doing funny things to his head. He loved having all the best parts about Rachel, and he was excited to have more attributes that Daniel was going to love. Soon, he would have all the best parts that Madison had.
When evening came, the group gathered in the dimly lit basement. Candles flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The spell book was open once again, its cryptic symbols promising another night of wonder while Daniel briefly hid in the bathroom. He had to sneak Ronaldo into the party, but as the night steadily came to a close, he knew it was going to be time to act. “It’s just her and Max,” Daniel told him. “Once he’s gone, I need you to stand right beside her, okay?”
Ronaldo, still bearing Rachel's features, took a seat next to Madison when Max finally left. She looked at him, her emerald eyes curious. “Rachel, when did you get here? I don’t remember inviting you.” He abruptly took her wrist, and she immediately frowned when she looked at a set of unfamiliar eyes. “What the fuck did you do to your eyes?”
Without saying another word, Daniel began chanting the spell. The room grew colder. Madison tried to break free, their fingers intertwining as they prepared for the unknown. A glow enveloped them, their bodies shimmering and beginning to merge. The sensation was overwhelming, like a tidal wave of emotions and sensations crashing over Ronaldo.
In a matter of moments, the glow subsided. Before the group stood a new being – a harmonious blend of Ronaldo, Rachel, and Madison. A vision of beauty with Madison's toned body and cute face, Rachel's slender figure, and with Ronaldo at the helm. But the longer Daniel stared, the more he realized that something seemed off about his sexy accomplice…
Thursday, August 17, 2023
Merging with our crushes - Part 3
They eventually made their way to Daniel’s bedroom. Ronaldo’s legs wrapping around him while he plunged his cock into his new inner folds. The wetness and pleasure overwhelming Ronaldo’s transformed body made him scream so loudly that Daniel was afraid the neighbors would hear. Yet the more they kissed, the less he cared what others thought. The only thing on Daniel’s mind was getting laid, and the possibility of Ronaldo doing this with another girl he had in mind. "You're so much smaller now," Daniel teased when they went to his bedroom.
That much was true. Compared to Daniel, Ronaldo constantly worked out, so he was the fittest out of the three. After combining with Rachel, all his gains were gone, yet his confidence hadn't vanished. His mind was still swirling, yet his body still craved for more. Their bodies had been completely naked for what felt like hours - with the house to themselves, the only thing they cared about was each other in that moment. "I'm so fucking wet," Ronaldo whimpered.
"How do you feel in there, though? Is your head still spinning?"
Ronaldo nodded. "But in a good way. I think I'm just really turned on." In reality, his mind was spinning because of Rachel trying to retake control. Because the spell had placed him as the dominant mind, Rachel was constantly trying to repossess herself. Thankfully, he couldn't hear her at all, so he assumed that it was just her subconscious trying to control him. Still, he decided to lie. "Don't worry, I don't think she's trying to fight my head. I'm just out of my comfort zone right now."
As Daniel carried Ronaldo in his smaller, slender body, the transformed man couldn't believe how good he felt. He looked exactly like Rachel, except he was the one in control. Just feeling his best friend swinging into him should have turned him off. Ronaldo wasn't into men, but being inside of Rachel made it easy to see his best friend in a different light. Daniel kissed the sides of his neck while his breasts bounced with every thrust.
Ronaldo's face was flushed and the look on his face was that of pure bliss. He was amazed at how wet he was, and the longer they made love, the hornier he became. The two collapsed on the nearby bed, and with Ronaldo on his hands and knees, he looked over his shoulder and waited for Daniel to mount him.
Daniel slid himself back into Ronaldo's cunt, and Rachel's moans were forced out of him almost immediately. To Daniel, it felt tighter than earlier, and Ronaldo's fingers dug into the sheets while he raised his butt. He reached down to rub his clit as he was taken from behind. The sensations were unlike anything he'd ever experienced as Daniel stuffed Ronaldo's pussy. His ass cheeks jiggled with every thrust, and when Daniel slapped his best friend's firm ass, Ronaldo abruptly felt a shot of ecstasy flowing through him.
In that moment, he thought he could hear Rachel's voice. “What’s going on with me” was the only sentence he could hear before pure silence engulfed his mind. Ronaldo felt a sense of guilt when he realized that she still might know what was happening. Biting his lower lip, he shook his head, and a smile immediately spread across his face. The only thing he cared about was feeling a man inside of him.
He was so lost in the moment that he didn't realize that Daniel had finally erupted inside of him. He groaned and fell forward, forcing Ronaldo down into the bed while he emptied himself inside. Daniel's cum spilled out and trickled down the inner side of his thighs while their breathing filled the room. The pair were both panting. Sweat glistened across their chests, and as Daniel pulled away, Ronaldo immediately turned over and watched his ravaged inner folds drip with his best friend's cum. He felt Daniel's lips against his cheek while the two cuddled. The longer he stayed in his new body, the more excited Ronaldo felt at the thought of trying this spell out on their next victim. He just hoped Daniel would feel the same way…
Wednesday, August 16, 2023
Merging with our crushes - Part 2
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft glow on the new being that was once Ronaldo and Rachel. A cloud of steam moved across the room, and the heat that engulfed the new body forced sweat down Daniel’s forehead. Ronaldo, having maintained control of the merged form. A delicate hand reached up to touch a face that was familiar yet foreign. Rachel's features, with Ronaldo's distinctive eyes, looked back from the small mirror by a bed. “Jesus…”
Ronaldo moved through the room and felt light and free. The reflection winked back at him with the weight of Rachel's long hair, the curve of her waist, the lightness in her step. There was a sense of excitement that made him want to explore the rest of his body. He always liked Rachel, and the fact that he looked like her now made this even better. But he couldn’t see enough with the tiny mirror by his friend’s bed – he needed something better. Daniel stared in disbelief before taking a big gulp. “Ronaldo?”
“It actually worked,” Ronaldo said with glee. “Come on, follow me. I need a bigger mirror.” He moved through Daniel's home until he reached the bathroom. A full-length mirror revealed the profound transformation. With Rachel's silhouette, Ronaldo marveled at the striking brunette locks cascading over slim shoulders and the hint of freckles that adorned a now-narrower nose. The eyes, however, remained unchanged – those were unmistakably Ronaldo’s, deep and reflective, now framed by Rachel's thick lashes.
After a few moments of stunned silence, he finally mustered the courage to start to undress, revealing the curves of his feminized body while he playfully swayed his hips from side to side. He knew that Daniel was staring, especially when he gave him a shocked look. But he didn’t tell him to stop. Smiling, Ronaldo savored the tactile sensation of his slender fingers against his new skin. “Like what you see?” Ronaldo teased.
“I still can’t believe how real you look. Is it really just you in there now? Or do you hear her?”
Ronaldo shook his head. “No, it’s just us.” Sparks of heat and desire fluttered through him, and he inevitably began to approach his best friend with a naughty smile over his lips. He gave Daniel a light shove and forced him onto the bathroom counter “I’ve got to reward you for this.”
Daniel looked up, momentarily lost for words as Ronaldo straddled him. They were both on the bathroom counter now, and when Ronaldo began to grind against his friend’s boner, he rested his forehead against his own. “I’ve got to admit, I’m a little jealous,” Ronaldo laughed. “She likes you a lot.”
“Rachel?”
He nodded and gave him a wink. “You can call me that for now, if you’d like. But I’d really like it if you could help me with a little something.” Before Daniel could ask, Ronaldo reached down and grabbed both his hands. He guided them up to Rachel’s firm breasts while he rocked against his lap. It didn’t take long before their lips were locked together.
Tuesday, August 15, 2023
Merging with our crushes - Part 1
Daniel, Ronaldo, and Rachel, gathered around an ancient wooden table in the dimly lit basement of Daniel's home. A dusty old spell book lay open, its aged pages brimming with cryptic symbols and forgotten wisdom while Daniel threw Ronaldo a quick glance. Rachel had no idea what they were going to do, and the guilt Daniel felt made him wonder what his best friend was thinking about all of this.
He had discovered the spell book just days before, tucked away in an obscure corner of his dead grandmother’s personal library. His eyes had sparkled with mischief as he read the words of the magical ritual that now lay before them—a spell to merge two beings into one. Of course, the spell was written in Latin, and Ronaldo was the only person in on Daniel’s little scheme. The idea had captured their imaginations, and they had soon found themselves on a path they couldn't turn away from. Ronaldo liked Rachel, and being her was the next best thing to him.
Ronaldo and Rachel sat across from each other, excitement and trepidation in their eyes. Their hands were joined, their fingers intertwined, their breaths coming in quick, synchronized gasps. Rachel joined in too out of sheer curiosity. All she knew was that they were going to try speaking to the dead, though that was just a ploy to get her to stay in the same building with them long enough.
Daniel's voice was strong and steady as he began to chant the Latin words of the spell. The room seemed to respond, the walls closing in, the air thickening, the shadows deepening. Ronaldo and Rachel's bodies began to glow, a soft, ethereal luminescence that pulsed in time with Daniel's words. The two friends could feel a strange sensation, as if their very essence was being pulled, stretched, combined.
Their eyes met, and they saw in each other's gaze a reflection of their own wonder and fear. The glow around them intensified, and they felt themselves drawn together, their bodies intertwining, twisting, merging into a dance of flesh and soul. The room seemed to tremble, the very fabric of reality quaking under the pressure of the magic being unleashed. Daniel's voice rose while the words of the spell poured from him. Rachel’s eyes wide with exhilaration and awe before she let out a surprised scream. “What’s going on?”
Time seemed to stand still, the world holding its breath as Ronaldo and Rachel's bodies fused into one. The glow around them became blinding, a white-hot fire that consumed everything, and then, as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. The room was plunged into darkness, the spell complete, the magic spent. Daniel's heart was pounding, his breath ragged, the echoes of the chant still ringing in his ears.
He reached for a candle, his hands trembling, and lit it, the flame flickering uncertainly as he held it aloft. The sight that met his eyes took his breath away. Sitting across from him, where once there had been two, was now one—a mixture of Ronaldo and Rachel, an entirely new being, their features blended in perfect harmony. Ronaldo's eyes were there, but everything else about the new form looked like Rachel. The glow had subsided, leaving behind a silence that was profound and unsettling. Daniel's mind reeled as he tried to comprehend what they had done, the enormity of the magic they had unleashed. Ronaldo, now in control of the new form, looked down at himself, his eyes wide with disbelief. He reached out, touching his face, his body, and his crotch as the reality of what he had become began to settle in.
Wednesday, August 9, 2023
Cassandra the Skinsuit - Part 5
Cassandra's fingers dug into the sand beneath her as she remained on her hands and knees. With her left hand, she circled her throbbing clit, and the wetness she felt was unbelievable. Waves of ecstasy fluttered through her while she felt Henry's cock tunneling through her ass. She moaned as the ocean waves crashed behind them. There were still people out and about, but neither of them cared. As she felt his kisses moving up her back, his powerful hands squeezed her waist. And by the time his lips began exploring the side of her neck, he began to fuck her harder.
"Oh, Henry," she purred with Abby's innocent voice. "You feel so fucking big in my ass."
"It's been years since I've been able to do anal with anyone," he whispered into her ear.
"If you don't tell anybody about what happened, you can do anything you want to my body. Anything Abby wouldn't try."
That made him even harder. As his thrusts became stronger, Cassandra moaned and thrust back against him. She began to fuck him with her hips and had no idea how close to orgasm she was. In her old bodies, she never had this much fun with her ass. This was the first body she could get that was actually built for anal. She loved everything about the new version of Abby. Her firm, bouncing breasts, her perfect ass, and her soft skin made her excited for the other types of men she’d be able to get.
"Oh my fucking god," she cried out in ecstasy. "I want every inch, Henry. Harder - faster!" She closed her eyes and felt the heat rushing through her. "She never let you do this to her. She never let you dominate her. But I'm a much better version of her, wouldn't you agree?"
"Better in every way," he whispered. His voice sent shivers through her body, and a strange excitement shot through her as their bodies glistened. Cassandra felt something familiar swelling within her body once her fingers circled her clit faster. She was amazed that she was this close to cumming already while she bounced against his cock. The walls of her ass began to squeeze Henry's cock. She could feel him getting close too. When he took a handful of her hair into his fist to tug her hard, she let out a long scream. It started as a subtle rumbling in her toned tummy, but once he gave her a playful slap with his other hand, she felt her entire body coming to life.
"Oh yes! Fuck!" she cried. Cassandra felt Henry's cum rushing through his cock, filling her tight little asshole while he leaned forward. He collapsed on top of her while her breasts brushed against the sand beneath them. He trapped her with his weight while she trembled. She didn't know how he was still filling her up, but she remembered seeing a memory of their sexless vacation together at the beach house and resort. He was filled to the brim, and Abby was constantly blue balling him. "She never deserved you, Henry. She never deserved a perfect man like you."
Henry slowly pulled out of her and brushed the tip of his moist cock around the entrance to her inner lips. She playfully bounced back at it, never letting it slip inside as she looked over her shoulder. She could tell that he wanted more. She decided to sticking around before moving on from him was the least she could do to help him keep her secret. Now that she had this perfect body, she fully planned on exploring every potential aspect of being a fit slut. And when she saw the horny look in his eyes as his cum dripped from her ravaged hole down to her honeypot, she just knew that her stolen body was going to bring her loads of fun with her brand-new boyfriend.
Tuesday, August 8, 2023
Cassandra the Skinsuit - Part 4
Henry watched Cassandra with a slightly worried look, his gaze fixed on the woman who was not the woman he knew. He had stepped out of the beach house to look for his girlfriend to finally set things straight. They were at the end of their relationship at this point. He wanted things that she wouldn’t give him, and none of his friends liked her. They were only together because they were the only African Americans in their hometown. It didn’t make sense to stay together since their ideals were so different, so telling her that they were breaking up was all that hung on his mind.
But when he heard a distant scream, his overprotectiveness kicked in. Despite the sun beginning to set, he could see his girlfriend being covered by something. His Abby had been taken over by this new entity, and his heart ached with a sense of loss. He would have been calling the police by now if he hadn’t been so entranced by the person that Abby had become. He didn’t understand things fully, but as Abby’s transformed body approached him, he couldn’t keep his eyes off her.
“Who the hell are you?” He asked. There was an unsettling smile on the woman’s face. She had everything that Abby had – perfectly toned abs, muscular legs, and an unbelievably beautiful set of tits. The difference was that she was Caucasian. “What the hell are you?”
There was a knowing look in the stranger’s eyes. She twirled around, shaking her firm ass before giving him a wink when she spotted his cock getting hard. “Let’s just say I know exactly why you and her fought,” she told him. “It’s not like anybody’s going to believe you when I tell you this, but basically … I’ve replaced Abby. I’m just a better version of Abby. She’s still inside of me, by the way. She’s not screaming or yelling, but I can see her memories now that my body’s fused with her own.” She stepped forward, and he could feel the heat of her breasts pushing up against his muscular arms. Her voice became a low, sultry whisper when she began to grind her crotch against his thickness poking through his shorts. “I know she’s never sucked you off. I know she’s never let you fuck her hard. I know she’s never taken every inch of you. She’s always been blue balling you. But I can help you with all of this.”
"Abby," he began, his voice laden with sadness.
However, Cassandra cut him off, a flirtatious smile playing on her lips upon planting a kiss against his own. "Henry, you can just call me Cassandra," she purred, running a muscular hand through her hair. "I must say, you're far more handsome up close. I know why she liked you, but she never deserved somebody like you.” Her eyes glanced down at his rod’s outline. “Such a big man – it’s a shame she never knew what you wanted. But since I have you here right now, I figured I’d try out my new body. I can see that she’s never tried anal – wanna be adventurous?”
With that, she closed the gap, her lips crashing against his in another kiss that was as fiery as it was unexpected. His resistance crumbled under the onslaught of her passion, and he found himself responding, his arms encircling her muscular frame, pulling her closer as a dim darkness began to engulf the beach. There was still plenty of light to see their bodies in action. Smiling and undressing, Cassandra led him to a secluded part of the beach where she hid her purse, and once she felt his hard cock pressing up against her ass, she just knew that she was going to have a splendid time.
Monday, August 7, 2023
Cassandra the Skinsuit - Part 3
“Oh, yes,” Cassandra moaned softly. She arose and took a long, deep breath when she felt the space along her spine completely fusing together. The pulsating blood moved through her refreshed body while she ran her fingers along the hard ripples of muscle around her stolen body. The young woman’s memories were flooding her own, and when she visualized her boyfriend, Cassandra felt her body becoming engulfed with fiery desire. The sudden arousal took her by surprise, and when she saw how the girl never used her body to its fullest potential, Cassandra realized that she had an opportunity to really impress people.
“She never deserved this body,” she said. She looked down at her new body, muscles rippling beneath a skin that was once marred with wrinkles and sags. A smile tugged at her lips as she took in her healthy appearance, the skin glowing under the caressing touch of the setting sun. “I can’t believe how muscular she was. I feel even stronger with her inside of me. She was the pinnacle of the perfect woman, but she never used it to the fullest. Such a shame for such a conservative 25-year-old...”
She flexed her arms, feeling the surge of power flowing within her. It was a potent cocktail of strength and vitality that left her intoxicated. As she moved, her muscles responded with a grace and fluidity that took her breath away. It was as if she were rediscovering herself, her body singing a song of freedom that had been silent for too long.
Absorbing Abby had filled Cassandra with an excitement that thrummed beneath her skin, making her heart race. Her reflection in Abby's abandoned cell phone was startling. She looked like herself, but better. There was a gleam in her eyes, a spark that had been absent for years. She felt beautiful, sexy, and invincible.
"I look absolutely perfect," she giggled, her laughter filling the air with a contagious joy. She struck pose after pose, capturing her transformation in Abby's phone, each picture making her happier and happier. She playfully squeezed her round ass and watched how her strength left behind pink skin. She gave the spot a hard slap and purred. “So … she likes it rough. I’m surprised – she didn’t seem like a very big slut when I looked through her memories. Maybe she just wasn’t keen on exploring herself.” The body thief licked her lips before giving her firm breasts a squeeze. “Such a shame for her, really. She never knew what she had.”
Cassandra flinched suddenly. A rush of heat ran through her head as she heard a man’s deep voice. “I don’t understand why you’re not wanting to experiment,” Abby’s boyfriend said in her head. “Fine – go ahead and fucking go for a walk. I don’t care.” Cassandra’s head was spinning, and when she looked down at the phone, she realized that going back to the beach house by the resort was her first objective.
She knew it was time to face Abby's boyfriend. “Time to show him what Abby couldn’t.” Her heart pounded with a mixture of fear and anticipation, but she pushed it down, her newfound strength steeling her resolve. With one last glance at her reflection, she tucked the phone into the pocket of Abby's shorts she'd pulled on. The house, a silhouette against the fading twilight, was a beacon, and she walked towards it. But just as she approached it, a man’s familiar voice yelled out at her, and a naughty smile stretched over her lips.
Sunday, August 6, 2023
Cassandra the Skinsuit - Part 2
“It’s finally beginning,” Cassandra laughed. “God, this is going to be wonderful.” Cassandra’s shriveled skin squeezed down on Abby’s dark skin. After deflating by using the last of her previous body’s nutrients, she effectively made her last body unusable. Thankfully, this new body’s assimilation was going quite nicely. “That feels so incredible – I can’t believe I’ve never taken a girl this muscular and fit before.”
The young woman had lost consciousness seconds before, but the skinsuit’s tissue was starting to have a hard time latching onto her future host. Thankfully, once she felt the girl’s fingers slipping into the empty finger cavities of her deflated body, Cassandra began to feel a heart beat. It was a sign that there shouldn’t be any issues. A rush of warmth ran from her head down to her toes once she felt her body completely encasing Abby’s unconscious physique. The feeling of her deflated body permanently sealing her new vessel inside of her felt wonderful, especially when she felt every muscular curve of Abby’s body. “And now … it’s going to be all mine.”
Suddenly, she felt a moan depart from her gaping lips. Her arms and legs shivered to life, and she felt Abby's heart racing even faster. Cassandra's skin tissue squeezed down around Abby's toned body while she confusedly looked around. "What's happening to me?" Abby's lips whispered through Cassandra's mouth hole. She looked down to see the pale tissue squeezing around her. Her arms and legs were completely covered with Cassandra's skin, and she would have let out a horrible shriek if the skin hadn't started to spread around her lips. Before she could try to pull the skin off of her, she felt a wave of pleasure rushing through her while the skin merged with her own.
Cassandra could feel her legs and feet finally becoming one with Abby's legs. She lifted her left leg, and it bent back in an uncomfortable way while a spasm of ecstasy went through her. She groaned alongside Abby while her fingers dug into the sand. Little by little, Abby's mind forcefully faded away, and Cassandra could only laugh triumphantly. She moved her toe, and it extended forward. She could see the muscles rippling on the outside of her new leg, and she loved the way Abby's skin moved against her own. For the first time in ages, she felt healthy and free.
Cassandra was a living skinsuit. She had originally been a scientist who worked for the government to help spies blend in with their surroundings, but after a failed experiment, an accident forced her body to deflate into a living piece of tissue that could wrap around a host and assimilate its very existence. Of course, the government had no idea what had happened - they assumed she was dead. But after hopping from body to body for the past fifteen years, Cassandra was far from gone. She had lived on the bodies of her victims until the time came to latch on to a new host.
"No," Abby managed to whisper. Cassandra's toned tummy arched upwards when she felt another spasm of pleasure, but that was just her mind permanently taking over Abby's body. She remained on the ground, twisting and turning in the sand while the cool waves of water washed over her. Abby's muscles beneath the skinsuit ached to move and flex, but her mind was screaming to be released. She squirmed and grunted while Cassandra felt the last of Abby's mind dissolving from her body. Cassandra smiled while she felt the wrinkles around her body fading away and matching the girl’s smooth skin. Now, her pale skin radiated with the powerful physique that caressed Abby’s fit physique, and youth had finally returned to her body.
Saturday, August 5, 2023
Cassandra the Skinsuit - Part 1
Abby’s head was swirling with the argument she just had with Henry. She couldn’t believe how angry she was. “Fucking idiot,” she whispered while looking up at setting sun. The approaching night was gentle, as soft as the sigh of the summer breeze and a stark contrast to the fiery anger fuming from Henry. A full moon illuminated the gorgeous, empty beach. Abby walked along the shore, her thoughts struggling to stop thinking about the beach house where her boyfriend waited to keep fighting. For the first time in nearly an hour, she was actually alone, the whispers of the sea and the crunch of the sand under her feet her only companions.
Their relationship had always been rocky. After losing her virginity to him, he constantly wanted more. But she wasn’t promiscuous when it came to sex. She grew up sheltered and religious, but when she met Henry during a fitness class in college, she knew she wanted to be with him. At first, she was willing to try anything with him. But the longer they stayed together, the kinkier he became. Sadly, Abby wasn’t the same way, and that only annoyed him.
Suddenly, her focus on the argument was shattered by the sight of a woman sprawled on the beach. Abby’s heart started to race, and for the first time in what felt like forever, her mind was focused on something else. The older woman’s bikini-clad form looked slender and weak, appearing more bone than flesh. It was a disturbing sight, and Abby felt a knot of worry lodge itself in her stomach. She hurried over, her mind racing, thoughts of first aid courses and emergency numbers whirling around. “Hey, are you okay?” Abby asked. She noticed the woman stirring something. It sounded like something was ripping, and she thought that the woman’s swimsuit was somehow coming undone. Her old eyes opened and looked directly at her, and her lips mouthed something. “Hey, you’re awake! What’s your name?”
“C-Cassandra,” the woman said in a dry, croaky voice. “I was waiting for you.” Abby didn’t know what to say to that, but she simply smiled. She asked her if she knew her from the nearby resort, and the older woman nodded. “Ever since I spotted you, I knew I wanted you.”
A strange, creepy sensation ran through Abby’s body. “I’m sorry, what?” As Abby ear neared the stranger’s lips, the woman stirred, her eyes opening to reveal a depth of despair that sent a shudder through Abby. And then, something strange happened. Cassandra's skin began to deflate, like a balloon losing its air, each wrinkle disappearing one by one like the glowing green eyes in her now empty eye sockets.
"Goodbye wrinkles, hello muscles!" Cassandra wheezed, the words barely making it past her lips before her body gave one last shudder and became lifeless. Abby recoiled in shock, her mind failing to comprehend what she just witnessed. Then, Cassandra's form moved once again. With a suddenness that took Abby's breath away, Cassandra's face latched onto hers, smothering her, blocking her air passage. Abby fought, but the strength was leaching out of her. As the world darkened, Abby's last conscious thought was of the beach house, of her boyfriend, and of a walk that was supposed to get her mind off their argument.
Saturday, July 22, 2023
Taking my friend's attributes
It was a strange, almost alien sensation that coursed through Pam's body as she stepped out of the chalk circle. Her nerves tingled, a bizarre buzzing that sent jolts of electricity down her spine, making her shiver despite the warm glow of the candles. Her eyes, wide with both fear and anticipation, lowered slowly to her body that shifted and morphed before her very eyes. Her breasts grew larger, and her waist became wider. Pleasure emanated from between her legs while her lower extremities felt like they were changing too. A gasp of surprise escaped her as she took in the change, and excitement only bloomed when she saw her boyfriend’s eyes checking her out.
She'd used her grandmother's old spell book, an heirloom handed down through generations of witches, and cast a spell to absorb Jade. She was her so-called “friend” who frequently came over when Pam and Eric moved in. And as the spell hit Jade, she had screamed, the sound chilling, primal, full of a terror that made Pam's skin crawl. Jade had been reduced to ethereal fragments, seeping into Pam, dissolving into her while her body transformed. “I’m sorry,” were Pam’s last words to her as she absorbed her physical being. Before she knew it, the screaming had stopped, leaving a strange, unnerving quiet. And in that silence, Pam had felt the change wash over her.
“Help,” Jade’s faint voice echoed before finally becoming one with Pam’s. Running her hands along her transformed body, she let out a loud squeal. Gone was her flat, overly skinny body. She collapsed on the nearby bed in disbelief, her breath hitching in her throat as she traced the new lines and contours of her figure. Eric sat down beside her, a look of awe on his face that reflected her own shock. His familiar cologne filled her nostrils, a scent she had come to associate with love and comfort, but now it was making her head spin.
"How are you feeling?" Eric asked, his voice soft, filled with a quiet worry that tugged at her heart.
"Just a bit dizzy," she confessed, managing to find her feet and make her way to the bathroom. As she caught her reflection in the mirror, a gasp tore from her lips. Her face was stunning. She still had her original eyes, but the rest of her was Jade. Her figure was slender yet shapely, the weight sitting perfectly in all the right places. Her smile looked incredible, and she had a youthful glow to her body. Her skin was clear and flawless, the acne that had been a constant battle throughout her teenage years was entirely gone. Her hair, once thin and brittle, now fell in silky cascades over her shoulders.
"I look so gorgeous now after absorbing her..." she whispered, the words falling from her lips in a shaky breath. “God, I was feeling horrible for stabbing her in the back like that. I needed her trust to make the absorption spell work, but now that I have all of this, I look so fucking beautiful.”
Eric moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her new body, pulling her against him. He pressed a tender kiss to her cheek, and a rush of heat moved through her. She realized that she was hornier now that she had Jade inside of her, and she was getting eager to relieve herself. "You’ve always been beautiful, but now, you’re perfect." His voice echoed in the bathroom, sending vibrations throughout her transformed flesh. It was a new beginning, the birth of Pam's new self, a self that was ready to face the world with newfound confidence as she took her boyfriend’s hand to guide him back into their bedroom. With a body as perfect as this, Pam was looking forward to giving it a test run.
Saturday, July 1, 2023
My self-conscious best friend – Part 7
Annette didn't want to worry about Laura while she sucked her new stepbrother off. She focused on his breathing while she worshipped his length. Laura was too weak to do anything, so it wasn’t like she was going to be able to escape and get help. Her mind was going to break apart and rearrange itself, so it wasn’t like the body thief was going to have to worry about her for that long.
Despite not wanting to think about Laura, her mind was stuck on betraying her best friend until Johnny suddenly came inside her mouth. His fingers roughly dug into her hair, she let out a giggle when she realized that he could barely contain himself. She knew exactly what men wanted, and she completely forgot that Johnny probably hadn’t fucked that many girls before. "Sorry," he murmured. "I can't believe how good that felt." She pulled away and got onto the nearby bed, putting on a sly smirk while she stretched along the fabric. The faint scent of Laura's perfume lingered in the air, and while she spread apart her sexy legs, she noticed Johnny's cock getting hard again.
"Look at that," she cooed. "You're already ready. You don't have to be sorry about anything." She crossed her legs and cupped her large breasts. "I don't blame you, though. Don't worry. With a body like this, I'd be worried if you weren't finishing that quickly." She gave him a wink before suddenly turning over onto her knees. She looked over her shoulder and waited for him to mount her. "We'll start off slowly, though. I don't want you to cum too quickly this time."
Annette let out a moan as she felt the man's cock push inside of her. She was initially afraid of his massive rod hurting her, but she was amazed at how perfectly he fit between her legs. His entire shaft was gone, and her leaking folds squeezed him while he pushed in and out of her. She moaned even louder, hoping that Laura could hear her as the two made love. The sound of their moans were all that was echoing in her ears while her slim fingers gripped the dampening sheets beneath them.
"Oh fuck," she moaned. "This is so dirty. Fucking you in my bed."
"Laura," he groaned upon grabbing her waist. He held her still, his wonderful lips planting themselves along Annette's bare back while he struggled not to cum. It took nearly half a minute before he started thrusting into her again, but he thankfully stopped himself from ejaculating. His lips moved up her back and against the side of her neck. His hands moved all along her body while he fucked her from behind, and Annette could feel him enjoying her large breasts and abs. "I can't believe these are actually real. I didn't see any scars."
"Do you like my body?" She purred. He pushed her down against the sheets and went at his deepest, and she immediately knew his answer. He became rougher with her. He took handfuls of her long, black hair and tugged hard while he aggressively began to dominate her. She pleaded for more and felt the pleasure beginning to intensify. In her old body, a single orgasm was all she could have, but the more stimulated her crotch became, the more she realized that this type of pleasure could potentially be never ending. It didn't take long before Annette began to scream, and for the first time in her life, she began to truly shiver out of control.
She screamed while her orgasm overwhelmed her. She gripped the sheets and tossed her hair, enjoying the feeling of Johnny's cock ravaging her womanhood while her drenched pussy clenched him tightly. She squirted hard while her legs quaked and her arms shook, but even after her orgasm subsided, she continued to feel that unbearable pleasure coursing through her. The sensation was indescribable, and the ecstasy eventually made her feel completely defenseless. Compared to her old body, Laura's orgasms felt stronger. "Make me yours," she pleaded. "Do whatever you want. Please, Johnny, punish me..."
The loss of control elevated the excitement she was experiencing. The thought of letting the stepbrother do anything to her body gave him extra control over her powerful new body. Covering her defined abs or making a mess of her thighs made her eager to see what he'd do, so she waited and moaned in anticipation while he pulled out and rolled her onto her side. His cock hovered just above her lips. “Oh fuck…” He stroked his glistening cock before abruptly pushing himself inside her mouth, and the eruption of his seed filled her stolen body's mouth. He groaned while he emptied himself in her mouth, and she obediently sucked and worked his veiny length. She gulped loudly and hard before he finally pulled out and collapsed beside her naked body. Their glistening bodies cuddled together in complete silence while Annette happily listened to a faint banging sound somewhere down the hall. Thankfully, Johnny was too tired to notice it as the two spent the first of their many nights together with her perfect body.
Friday, June 30, 2023
My self-conscious best friend – Part 6
There was a faint full moon starting to rise from the nearby mountains, and the end of Johnny’s day felt a little off. Things didn’t seem right on his way back home. Johnny had spent the entire day stuck in a small, stuffy office, grappling with a never-ending pile of paperwork, so he assumed he was just overworked. But as he finally returned home, his body heavy with exhaustion, he immediately spotted Laura pulling herself up over the pool.
Johnny rarely talked to her since she started college. They’d known each other for years, but their relationship was strained when he accidently got drunk and said the wrong things to her. She never openly made fun of him or talk about what happened, but he definitely felt awkward around her. Upon stepping closer to her, he stopped dead in his tracks. He didn’t notice anything different until she started to smile at him.
She was different, almost unrecognizable while she adjusted the wet, pink straps of her bikini. Her breasts looked massive, and her body looked way stronger than it used to. Since he rarely spoke to her, he hadn’t noticed the gains she’d made since she started college. Her figure had transformed into an athletic, curvaceous silhouette. “When did she get implants?” he wondered while she timidly crossed her arms. She looked cold, and when she looked at her delicate skin, he noticed that she was pushing her breasts up. He couldn’t take his eyes off her.
She was lean and toned, an embodiment of physical perfection. Her once shy eyes now sparkled with an untamed confidence, and her lips curled into a flirtatious grin. His heart pounded in his chest as his gaze locked onto her. Anxiety gripped his chest when he realized that she was blocking the way to the house. “The complete silence was getting to him, but she ended up saying the first word. “Hey, Johnny, how was work?”
“G-Good,” he gulped. She stepped closer to him, and he could feel the warmth around her body. He could feel her knee grazing his thigh, so he immediately stepped back. That didn’t stop her from inching closer to him – he was really starting to get nervous now. He quickly looked around, and by the time he was looking back at her, her face was only a few inches away from his. “Laura, what’s going on?”
“I know what you’re thinking,” she said. “I shot you down once. But that was a while back. And I’m feeling a little cold. You’ve been working all day, right? Why don’t you help me get warmed up?”
He couldn’t believe this was actually happening. But here she was, openly flirting with him, her words laced with hints and innuendos that left him stunned. Laura was his stepsister, the same woman who completely rejected him. “You’re not drunk, right?”
Laura’s smile widened. “No, I’m just kind of turned on right now. Want to help me out with that?” He wondered if it was some sort of joke, or some cruel prank she was playing. But as Laura reached out to him, her fingers tracing a gentle path across his stubble-covered jawline, he realized that it wasn't a game. She was serious, and his heart pounded even harder while he cock hardened. He tried to shift away to hide the blatant hard on, but Laura’s hand took his own. He was about to say something when her warm lips pressed up against his own, and the two remained locked together out in the open. Somebody could have easily seen them, so he immediately pulled away. “Sorry, this isn’t right.”
A smile spread across her lips as she leaned in again, her lips brushing against his. “Why not? It’s not like we’re related. Besides, this is my way of saying sorry. You’ve been really quiet lately, so I wanted to make sure things were fine.” She did it again. The kiss was soft, yet passionate, sending a shockwave of electricity through his body. He responded, his own hands finding their way around her waist, pulling her closer. “Besides … mom and dad are gone. We have the entire house to ourselves.” The world around them seemed to fade into insignificance as they lost themselves in the moment. “What do you say?”
Johnny could hardly believe what was happening. It felt surreal, like he was trapped in some sort of dream while he nodded. But as she led him into her bedroom and got down onto her hands and knees, he realized it was very much real. His stepsister pulled his shorts down and obediently swallowed his cock, and he decided to see how far she was willing to go.
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