Magic Cock
It has been a week or so since the stranger entered my life and quite literally changed everything. Changed me into "Autumn" and made me a complete slut for over a day, I still get horny thinking about it, I dream about it, it's humiliating! Speaking of that day, I never did find out what happened to that other poor guy who didn't even have a moment to fight back the way I did... presumably he, or she, was living a life like mine. Or just straight up lives a new life none the wiser. In any case their... not really a concern of mine. Three of my closest friends are coming over to cheer me up, I told them everything after they found out the condition I was in... it was embarrassing, but they've been understanding. So we're going to have a boys night, or, well, mostly a boys night, considering the absolute bombshell I am these days.
"Wow, you weren't kidding, look at you! You're drop dead gorgeous!" It was no surprise that they thought as much. "Yeah, no joke!"
I was... not sure what to think of their positive reception. It wasn't like I chose this. "Ahahah... thanks, I guess. Well, come on in. Things are already set up." I led them inside... although my friend Kyle didn't lock the door on his way in. Talk about a dumb blonde, because it only lead to chaos...
"What's up ladies!" A man burst through my door, completely unprompted. Although upon further inspection... "What, forget your partner in sexual crime? That's right, the stranger changed me back! But not after rewarding my nicely..." Out of the top of his sweatpants he pulled the largest cock I had ever seen. Our jaws dropped. Not at the sight, or the absurdity of the situation, but out of complete infatuation filling our heads. The same thing I felt for the stranger... this bastard had been given some of his power. All around me my friends began to transform into the hottest bimbos you had ever seen. All still retaining things like their hair color or race, but in appearance you wouldn't be able to tell they were the same boring guys they were before. I, too, underwent some changes... presumably some "enhancements." Our minds went blank as we got right to carnally pleasuring him every way we knew how. Our brains filled with a lust filled pink haze that continued throughout constant orgasmic pleasure. Everything was in the name of pleasuring his beautiful massive dick!
"Pleaseeee use me next! I want your cock!" "No! Me! Pick me!" "No, not that slut, I want you to cum inside of me!" The apartment was a mess of begging and moaning from all four of us. All I want in this moment is to take all of his yummy cum and feel it run down my body and my throat! It was sweet but salty, thick but smooth, it felt like it filled a hole in my thoughts, I couldn't live without it. This continued throughout the entire night without any of us getting tired in the slightest. Just an endless orgy until our captor decided he had enough.
The recovery the following morning was rough. But it was the worst for me. The stranger changed him back and gave him some stupid magic power, but left me as if I was nothing? Where was my reward? And now my poor friends were all women too... at least I didn't stand out whenever we were all together now. Of course, they were eager to find out what was going on, but I just didn't have the energy to do it. More importantly though, my friends weren't being harassed by this guy the same way that I have been. Setting aside my constant mental craving for his cum, the stuff must be some aphrodisiac... it still effects me. Every waking moment I fear running in to him. Because when I do, it doesn't matter where or when, I get caught in his trap... and come to in the middle of some sex act. I could be bending over to pick up a package... and then I'm bent over his table taking his package. I could be shopping, observing some fruit, and then next thing I know, I'm fondling his balls. Weeks on end of getting railed wherever I went. He could have literally anyone, and yet he was satisfied with making me his personal slut for whenever that "ravenous monster" of his needed taming.
"Wha- oh dammit, not this again." I woke up, yet again, after he had blown a load all over my face. I made my way over to his bathroom to clean it all off.
"See you later yeah?" He walked in behind me and slapped my ass.
"I sure hope not." I made my way back to my apartment as I started to limp as the impact of what I just did settled in. As it all came back to mind for me... man he went all out that time. And it felt great but... this is getting ridiculous.
"Welcome back..." A man stepped out of the shadows as I turned the lights on. It was... not someone I immediately recognized, but I realized that the way I felt about this presence... this was the stranger. "It's been a while... I don't normally come back but you were so much fun. Have you been having fun with the little, or big, gift I left for you?"
"What... that was supposed to be a gift? It has been a nightmare! My friends have been changed because of you, hell, they're looking for you right now!" I couldn't have talked back to him like this when we first met, but emotions were high.
"Right, well, I have another gift for you." He snapped his fingers and my body began to morph again, something that I was becoming disturbingly used to now. My hair grew out, my breasts inflated, and my ass got fatter. My skin tone became more tanned. It was beautiful... actually, I knew this body. Hadn't he turned me into this woman when we first met? Didn't he call me "Violet" at the time? Why did he name all of the bodies he made me inhabit? Unless these were real women. Either way, Violet's form was actually more comfortable. This was far from a gift, but it was... sort of nice, in a light headed, slightly hypnotic sort of way, I was grateful. "So, shall we move on to some more fun? Me and you, once again? I know you've been dreaming about it all this time... All my women do."
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