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[alewiscraft]

They were the perfect girls. “Sugar, spice, and everything nice” all rolled into three powerful little packages. For over two decades, they were the completely unstoppable. The perfect girls were the perfect heroes. It was a bad time to be a super-villain. 

That was, of course, until they ran into me and my Bimbo-Ray. I knew about their origin, the experiments, and the mix-up with Chemical X. As a scientist, I often find that the solution of a problem can be traced to its root. I studied Chemical X. It took almost a year before I truly understood its power. Once I had, however, I began a new task that would finally rid the world of the “Powerpuff Girls” once and for all.

I designed a weapon with a new variant of the original chemistry. I called it Chemical XXX. The trials were a total success. Hundreds of subjects, and each one became reduced nothing more than a big-titted, obedient slut. I decided it was time to give my creation a true test. 

As you can see, my Bimbo-Ray and Chemical XXX worked exactly as I planned. Bubbles, Blossom, and Buttercup are now Busty, Brainless, and Bimbo. They were the perfect girls. Now, they’re my perfect slaves.

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It was your typical Faustian bargain. A being from the Abyssal plane gives something only when it knows it stands to reap greater rewards. Allison had come seeking to improve herself. A larger chest was a fairly typical wish. Easily granted by even the lowest imp. All she had to do was agree to the Terms. Like many (well, most if we’re being honest) Allison didn’t bother checking the fine print. She signed her name and was told to go home. Her prize would come.

Allison had been disappointed. She’d expected some bit of flair, a magical show that left her as stacked as that bitch, Trudy, who’d stolen her boyfriend and left her humiliated. Still, she went home to wait.

It started with a tingle. Her nipples itched a bit. Allison jumped uo to her mirror and grabbed her phone. She didn’t want to miss recording this, her transformation into a busty goddess.

As she watched, her chest slowly ballooned outward. With a snap, her button gave way. Allison stared in amazement. It was working! Her boobs were getting bigger! Another snap, then another. Soon Allison’s top could contain her massive globes and she spilled out.

Delight turned to panic. She wanted big tits, yeah but she didn’t want them too big. Did she? It was getting harder to think. Alli felt strange, her head slowly filling with fuzz. Her phone rang. How did she answer it again? Oh yeah, press the green button. “Hello?”

The voice on the other end was familiar. Where did she know that voice? Oh yeah, it was the imp, Whatsgisname? The thing that gave her these massive ta-tas. “So how’s it coming, sweetheart? You all ready for Daddy?”

Daddy? Oh yeah! That’s what she called him. “Daddy, my tits are really big. But I feel funny. Was I smart?”

A laugh. “Surd you were Sweety. Smart enough to not read the fine print. Its basic, everyone knows this. The bigger the chest, the emptier the head. Yours must be pretty empty now, right?”

She giggled. “Uh huh.”. She sure was empty.

“Well don’t you worry bout that. Daddy has some friends who know just how to fill you up. Stay there, Funbags. They’re on the way.”

Funbags stayed where she was. Daddy was going to pick her up. She sure hoped his friends were good looking. Her empty head was starting to feel alright but the emptiness in her pussy was really starting to bother her.

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Jeez…What the hell was in that drink? It’s so hot in here….I can barely….th-think…straight…Feel…so…dizzy….light-headed…I need…I need…

I need to show off my tits…I need to be fucked! I’m so…fucking horny! Why won’t any of these guys just…grab me and fuck me already? Must…show off my body more…this is what I’m for…a dumb, defenceless whore…It’s my fault…it’s all my fault…Uhhhh…I’m so desperate for cock! Please! Fuck me! Fill me! Breed me!

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Domestic Bimbo Supplements

What do you want? For me to be an obedient, eager to cook and clean, baby-wanting mistress of yours? PUH-LEASE! I’ll never wear an apron! Or high heels. Or a mini skirt! You want a slut, a baby-having slut! You don’t want a woman with her own mind or a cause to fight for or an opinion! You want me to be at your beck and call, to…

…what? You have what for me? What’s this? An herbal supplement? Is it organic? Is it natural? Oh, all right then. That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for me. A gift? You’ve never… well, I won’t bother you then. Go back to work, honey.

I’ll leave you alone in your office. What? Oh, I must not have called you “honey.” You know I wouldn’t do that…

Uggh… I’m going to lie down.

…

Honey! It’s really, really urgent!

It’s more important than that stuff you’re doing with those letters… or words. Are they letters or… 

My head kinda hurts…

Ugh! Stop making me think!

I need your opinion on my titties!

Like, my bra strap is showing. Is it slutty, or is it sexy? 

I know, you’re my boyfriend. So I have to look respectible, but also, like someone could just fuck me?

‘Cuz then, it makes you look good! 

And that’s why I’m here, right? You buy me things so I can make you look good!

From Tara Tainton: Unknowingly Transforming into the Overly Delightful Housewife You Always Wanted

Unquestionably, the best money I ever spent on porn.

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It’s Cold Outside (TF)

“I’m heading out mom!” Annabelle yelled as she got ready to leave for school.

“Put on a jacket honey, it’s cold out!” Her mom yelled back to her.

Annabelle walked to her room and opened her closet, dozens of coats and jackets hung before her.

“Hmmm…which one haven’t I worn in a while…?” Annabelle questioned as she stared at the collection of clothes that she had. Eventually her eyes stopped on an unfamiliar sight.

“Huh? I don’t remember buying this one…” A black coat with a fur hood hung right in front of her, but this is a coat that she would never buy, because black was her least favorite color.

“Well, there’s a first time for everything I guess, and it does look pretty comfy…” Annabelle thought to herself as she took the jacket off of its hanger and carefully slipped it on.

“Wow, this thing is so warm, I love it! I wonder where it came from…? I guess mom may have gotten it for me.” Annabelle buttoned up the jacket and walked out her front door, hurrying so she wouldn’t be late for school.

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“Gosh, mom was right, it is absolutely freezing out here, but at least this new coat is nice and warm.” Annabelle smiled as she didn’t notice her nails slowly changing color from pink polish to deep red.

As Annabelle continued to walk to school, more changes began to happen to her without her realizing. Her jeans turned into a tight pair of leggings, her pink t-shirt changed into a black tank-top, and her pink flats changed into a fluffy pair of brown Ugg boots.

Then, her body began to change as well. Her waist slimmed down until her body was the perfect hourglass shape, she grew taller until she went from 5’2” to 5’8”, and finally her breasts grew from an A cup to a C. This last change finally caught the attention of the oblivious girl.

“Whoa! Wait, what on Earth is happening to me?! Why is my body changing?!” After a slight freak-out, Annabelle finally realized that it must be the strange coat that is doing it to her.

“I have to get this thing off before something even worse happens to me! ….Ugh! Why won’t my arms move?” Annabelle tried her hardest to unbutton the coat, but her arms just would not listen to what her brain was telling her.

“Am I going to be stuck like this forever? I hate this…” Tears welled up in the corner of Annabelle’s eyes, but just then a huge gust of wind blew the hood of the coat over Annabelle’s head.

“NO!” As soon as the hood covered her head, her short brown hair quickly lengthened to ass length blonde hair, and makeup began to apply itself all over her face.

“No no no no no no, I don’t want this! Please! I don’t want this…… I don’t…want this……to stop….” Annabelle closed her eyes tight, and a large smile crossed her lips as she finally began to accept what was happening to her.

“Why the hell was I complaining? Look at how damn sexy I am now! The boys at school will want to be all over me! Hah! This coat is fucking amazing!” As the last of her resistance shattered, Annabelle walked through the front doors of the school.

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“Umm…excuse me…are you new here?” Ashley, Annabelle’s friend, asked her.

“Hey Ash! What’s wrong, don’t recognize your new hot best friend?” Annabelle grinned.

“Annabelle?! What happened to you?!” Ashley stared in shock at the new girl that stood before her.

“Something amazing, that’s what happened to me. By the way, call me Annie.”

“Okay Annabel-…Annie…Can I, um, borrow your coat after school? I left mine at home…” Ashley nervously asked her ‘best friend’.

“Sure bestie, anything for you.” Annie grinned.

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They were the perfect girls. “Sugar, spice, and everything nice” all rolled into three powerful little packages. For over two decades, they were the completely unstoppable. The perfect girls were the perfect heroes. It was a bad time to be a super-villain. 

That was, of course, until they ran into me and my Bimbo-Ray. I knew about their origin, the experiments, and the mix-up with Chemical X. As a scientist, I often find that the solution of a problem can be traced to its root. I studied Chemical X. It took almost a year before I truly understood its power. Once I had, however, I began a new task that would finally rid the world of the “Powerpuff Girls” once and for all.

I designed a weapon with a new variant of the original chemistry. I called it Chemical XXX. The trials were a total success. Hundreds of subjects, and each one became reduced nothing more than a big-titted, obedient slut. I decided it was time to give my creation a true test. 

As you can see, my Bimbo-Ray and Chemical XXX worked exactly as I planned. Bubbles, Blossom, and Buttercup are now Busty, Brainless, and Bimbo. They were the perfect girls. Now, they’re my perfect slaves.

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An Evil Ring to it: Alexis

Part two of my story. Part one can be found here.

Ella sobbed her way home unable to believe what had just happened. Her best friend Roxy had become the bitchy Roxanne second in command to Queen Bee Victoria. It was her own fault really. She had found the magic ring that had done it in the first place. She was going to use it to change her life for the better but it had all backfired spectacularly.

Ella was so distraught and distracted by it all that she failed to see Victoria drive past her. Victoria was feeling unstoppable with her new power. She was envisioning so many despicable things she would do and it made her super wet. The ring seemed to feed off of her dark desires and urged her to do more and more evil, which was why she pulled up to Ella’s house well ahead of Ella.

She stepped out of the car and looked at the grand house with surprise. She had always imagined Ella living on the poverty line but this was unexpected. She smiled a wicked smile to herself as her plan became all the more tasty at this new revelation.

She strolled over to the front door and rang the doorbell. She checked herself in the reflection of the window and admired her perfect curves. Soon she would become the ultimate bitch but first she had a job to do. Moments later the door opened and Ella’s younger sister Ally answered. Her face dropped when she saw Victoria.

“Wh-what are you doing here?” Ally stammered in fear. Although she had never been personally bullied by Victoria she had heard all the stories from her sister. Victoria pushed past her and walked confidently into the house and admired how nice it was.

“Mmmmm yesss this will do nicely. Ally right? Tell me where is your father?” Victoria said moving into Ally’s personal space intimidatingly.

“He’s at work but will be back soon.” Ally said trying to hold her composure. Victoria seemed pleased with this answer.

“Good just us girls then.” Victoria said stroking Ally’s long messy hair out of her face.

“Such a beautiful girl, hiding away underneath this all. I see a lot of potential in you Ally. You remind me of myself when I was younger. Wouldn’t you like to be like me? A gorgeous, bitchy, spolit little princess who gets everything they want? A total bad bitch who loves partying and getting fucked?” Victoria said putting a reassuring hand on Ally’s shoulder. A hand with a glowing ring.

“No of course not! I mean it would be nice if boys noticed me. No not boys, men. To have big strong men wrapped around my finger as my little playthings. Fighting over who gets to fuck me perfect body. Mmmmmm waiting on me hand and foot like the royalty I am. Oh what are you doing to my mind? I feel so mmmmmm nasty. I feel sooooo evil.” Ally said purring.

“Its not just your mind my dear have a look in the mirror.” Victoria said with a wicked smile.

Ally stepped up to the hallway mirror and took in a sight she had not expected. Her messy unkempt hair had straightened and turned blonde. Her petit underdeveloped tits had grown to fill the slutty lacey bra she was now wearing. Her ass filled out tight latex pants and her face was now covered in hot makeup with big pouty lips. She had aged overall to match Victoria and gripped tight the mirror unable and unwilling to take her eyes off herself.

“Ohhhh don’t I look like a wet dream. I feel like such a bad bitch and with a look to match. Thanks for changing me Victoria, it’s really true that blondes have more fun.” She said looking at her slutty new form in the mirror. Victoria crept up behind her and whispered in her ear.

“Doesn’t it feel so much better to be like me Alexis? Not like your boring sister right?” Victoria whisperered. Alexis’s face changed from a smile to outright disgust.

“Ugh please don’t mention her. I’m ashamed I even share the same genes as her. How can a princess be related to such common filth. I have more in common with you now then I ever will with her.” Alexis said with poison behind her words for her sister. Just then the two heard a car pull up in the driveway and they both knew it was Alexis dad Charlie.

“I’m glad to hear you say that my dear because there is about to be some changes around here, starting with me.” Victoria smirked as she started to morph before Alexis eyes. When the changes finished Alexis knew exactly what Victoria had in store for her father.

To be concluded….

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Sureyoudo’s change

9/23/18 8pm

His hair all fell off and his body began changing in accordance to the effects of b-63s, his chest started burning as 2 budding breasts began forming. His hair turned blonde and tumbled to shoulder length. His eyes became a a shade of blue while his lips became plumper. His nails grew longer and makeup was applied to them while the rest of his body shrunk. His face became rounder, his nose shrunk and his Adams apple melted away. His budding breasts had grown to a C-cup. His legs became hairless and thinner. His dick folded in on itself forming a thin tight slit. And finally his ass expanded to a large size.

“What the hell happened? Why do I look like a hot girl?” Josh asked whilst examining his transformation. He later learned that a lab accident happened near his home turning all the men into women. “Why does this hair never stay out of my eyes?”

It was weird getting used to being shorter and having thicker lips. The hardest thing to get used to was having no pockets it’s the weirdest thing. Long hair and revealing clothes were fairly common for the male population effected by the accident.

I’ve started becoming more comfortable in my body going outside and dressing more feminine every once in a while. Periods are the worst I’m sorry if I ever made fun of someone for them. I’ve been given a lot of my mom’s old jewelry recently.

I’m going to the prom with the quarterback Jason Todd he is so cute. Dress shopping is so hard theres like 12 different sizes we have to keep track of that’s like 11 more than dude’s.

I’m going to prom with Jason, I think we might go all the way tonight, like I’d fuck me right. I’m so glad mom let me borrow her locket it’s the nicest thing I’m allowed to wear.

Yes I went all the way that was like great, orgasming as a women is so much more powerful. I have to go round two is about to start.

I was already naked so he quickly slid on a condom and started railing me in my already wet hole I rode him cowgirl for 4 minutes, before we moved to missionary which after 4 minutes on that moved to doggy style to finish the 12 minute fuck.

I’m on my way to like an awesome concert with my girlfriends this is like gonna be amazing. “I think tongue out is like really flattering for pictures.” She said to her friend “Uh it makes you look like some kind of slut.”

I’m going to like a party, hopefully that bitch susan isn’t there, I hope like Todd pays attention to me because I could so go for a quick fuck tonight, I like need a boyfriend.

Todd prowled around the party until I ran into him I pulled him into a nearby closet where I started making out with him. I reached down an unbuttoned his pants letting his dick free. I got on my knees and started giving him a blow job. He ended up cumming in my mouth after 4 minutes. He then pushed me against the corner and slid his hot dick in and out of my soaking wet hole. He eventually came into his condom keeping me like totally safe from a pregnancy.

My boobs grew to CC-cup, luckily im testing negative on all pregnancy tests. I have a new boyfriend his name his Holden Padriec.

My chest grew to a D-cup that’s weird I’m not like pregnant or anything. Holden is like such a pleaser in bed he’s the best.

Last night we went at it on his 1,000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets it was like fucking on a cloud. He also has like endurance unlike Jason he can actually stay in the game long enough for me to like cum. I don’t even mind sucking his 9 inch dick it’s nice to have things that like fill the mouth.

Getting like some rays are like the best just working on that tan. Holden has like the best beach body he makes those other bitches like so jealous.

Beach fun sun tanning is the best I’m making boyfriends jealous while my hunk of a boyfriends makes those hoes jealous.

Holden pulled me into the changing room for a quick fuck. He lifted me and started fucking me against the wall my legs where over his head and we where locked in such a tight embrace.

My ass looks so big now like I can go for such a nice fuck with Holden.

My boobs look so nice when I wear tight clothes.

Holden picked me up and placed my nice fat bubble butt on the counter. He unzipped my pants revealing my damp lace panties. He pulled out his girth and fucked me on the counter while he pulled off my shirt bringing to light my bra bound boobs that yearned for freedom. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his torso. He used my nice ass cheeks to start grinding on his dick. He kissed me passionately, sliding his arms from my thighs up my waist, groping my chest momentarily, and then continueing up my neck to hold my head. He slid his rock hard dick into my tight asshole and started thrusting in and out quickly as they slowly moved to his nice bed. We continued making love while interlocked for the next 20 minutes.

All photos are of the lovely @sureyoudo given to me for use by her. Photos and requests are welcome.

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266 - Just Add Water

Kyle was always the smallest guy in school, he wanted to be popular, he wanted to have better friends and walk around school and be noticed. It was the summer before his senior year in high school, he had just turned 18, but whenever anyone looked at him he looked 14 at the most and he hated that. He was never looked at for dates and even when he would build up the nerve to ask a girl out he would be rejected and a lot of the times laughed at.

One day he was walking home from the skate park, he stopped at the gas station by his house to get some soda, he walked up to the counter and saw a packet of 3 pills. The packet looked like odd but it was the last one there, on the package it said, “Get Noticed, Be The Center of Attention, Just Take One and Add Water.”

He grabbed on and tossed it up with his soda, “how much?”

The clerk looked at the package not really sure where it came from and there was no price on it, he skimmed over the package, “Umm $3?” he paused, “total with your soda $5”

Kyle opened his wallet, he only carried a little bit of cash at any one time, due to the fact that being so small he got beat up a lot at school and guys would take his money, luckily he saw he had a $5 bill remaining, he would have to make sure to put more money in his wallet when he got home.

He got home and took one of the pills, he grabbed a bottle of water and drank it, but nothing happened, he looked at the package on his bed and was a bit pissed off by it. He heard some of the kids outside, it was summer and it was hot and he decided to go out and run around with them. About a hour into playing, one of the neighbors was watering his lawn and the kids decided to go run through it.

As the water hit him, he started to feel dizzy.

His bones were cracking and he was changing, he looked around and no one seemed to notice at all, one boy ran up to now her, “Jennifer come on let’s go before Mr. Gilman sees us.”

Kyle now Jennifer looked and giggled rushing off back to her house, her heart was racing, he was now a girl, a really kind of cute girl at that. As she flopped on her bed, she didn’t even notice that the entire room had changed to reflect her new self.

As she was looking over herself, a phone on her bed started to ring, it was a pink cased phone and she looked and it said the name Nathan on it, she blushed, Nathan was one of the more popular guys at school, why was he calling her. As she picked up the phone, she heard his voice and she felt a bit turned on by it, and when he asked if they were still going out tonight, sure she was confused but told him yes of course, and he told her he would be there around 6.

Jennifer got dressed, after finding a closet full of girly clothes, she headed out with Nathan it was one of the most fun times she could ever remembering having. They went to the local diner with him, and started hanging out with tons of his friends, they all seemed to be treating her like an equal and it was so amazing she never wanted it to end.

She got home after making out with Nathan up on point overlooking the valley, the typical hooking up area for teens. She flopped on her bed, her mind was reeling, she didn’t want this to end but she was so worried it would be, it was all because of the pills. She rolled over and went to read the instructions on it to only learn that she had torn the writing and try as she might she couldn’t get the instructions to be read again, but she popped another pill into her mouth hoping that it would keep her in this form.

She figured it would keep the form she was in so she laid back and went to sleep, the next morning was Saturday and Nathan called her up, she headed over to his house. She got there and everyone was hanging out, she was having a lot of fun, that was until Nathan’s older brother, Josh, who was home from college decided to mess with her. He was handsome sure but he was a bit of an ass compared to Nathan, as everyone was fooling around and having fun, Josh picked her up, she was fighting against him but he tossed her into the pool, she didn’t want to be in the pool and as she submerged she started to gasp as she felt the tingle from the other day.

She broke the surface and gasped looking at the laughing Josh, “come on babe get out let’s leave my brother and his friends and have fun.”

She climbed out of the water, gasping a little, looking down at her clothes which had changed into a bikini and her body had swelled, well her breasts had at least. “Oh god it happened again.”

Josh walked over and kissed her, “Jenny what’s up?”

She kissed him back, feeling aroused and she wanted more, she giggled, “nothing babe, you’re right let’s go have fun.”

The two headed upstairs, the sex was amazing, better than Jenny could ever imagine, she as Kyle never had sex and as she was getting pounded by Josh the memories of her being Kyle were starting to fade from her mind anyway. She didn’t care to fight for them as she orgasmed over and over again, she never wanted to give up this new feeling, this new her.

Jenny learned that she was now 19 and had been with Josh for a few months, but summer was almost up and she was planning to go back to California for college. She knew as new memories were being formed that she barely attended classes and the only reason she had picked a California college was to be in the sun and by the beaches. Her parents didn’t realize but of course why would they she always acted like the good little daughter around them and she had several guys back at school doing her work for her to keep her grades up.

Jenny packed up and headed out to her college, of course she never really spent time there and after a week or two she was back to her routine of spending time at houses of “friends” and lounging around looking hot for them. One guy she met at a party, he was loaded, some rich silicon valley guy who made a fortune in computers. She knew he was someone she wanted to spend more time with but she needed something and she remembered the little pill, she only had one left, she could use it to turn back but she laughed that idea off. She popped it into her mouth one day after kissing the guy bye before he left for a board meeting or something. She rushed to his back yard and jumped into the pool, the tingling happened again.

HOURS LATER

Her friend had returned, the minute they locked eyes, he blinked and started to see her not a some college girl but as his hot slutty fiancé. She had the body of a porn star and could suck like one too, sure she might have hinted at that life but with his money she was all his from now on.

Jenni giggled at him, “hey lover, welcome home, how was that boring meeting, how can I make it better?”

“The ways you always do.” He smiled as he walked over and kissed her, feeling up her full fake tits, she moved her hand down and started to rub his cock, soon the two were heading towards the bedroom, she giggled seeing the trash and the little empty packet where the pills used to be.

(hope you all like it)

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Deep breath. I don’t want to do this, but I….I have to. this might ruin my career, or make it. I can see him in the crowd. Out of thousands of people, somehow, I can pick him out. Of course, he’s looking at me. Smiling. He knows, just as well as I do, what thoughts and actions he placed in the dark recesses of my mind. 

Things I couldn’t access until the right time. Thoughts that I will think, words that I will say, actions I will perform. Try as I might, there’s nothing I can do to stop this happening. His will is law, from this moment on.

I…..I can feel it happening. At least, I….think it’s happening. My mind….feels so foggy….I can hardly….wh-what was I….it’s over…I’ve lost….my mind….I

The music stopped, as Taylor stood stock still. Her lips silent, her eyes showing immense strain, until her hands reached up, robotically, and loosened the straps of her dress. This was it.

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Title: Princess Jasmine

Princess Jasmine wear her crown trying to seduce Jafar who was looking eagerly to his future bride. The reason why Jasmine did that was to distract Jafar while Aladdin try to steals the Lamp away from Jafar.

“Jafar, is this what you want” after putting on the crown showing how sexy she is in the dress he want her to wear.

As Jasmine walk toward Jafar swing her hips. Like a snake trying to hypnotist their pray. Aladdin saw what Jasmine was doing as he stop for awhile.

The situation to him look like he have lost his love of his life. The way how Jasmine really act really look real.

Jasmine touch Jafar face seducing him making him only look at her and not anywhere else.

“So do you think I am pretty” as Jasmine try call Aladdin to take the Lamp.

Genie was in a tense moment hoping Aladdin could help free him but he have no power to stop or distract Jafar.

“Genie! I wish I was Rich Handsome man in the Modern world, not this old rundown place”

Before anything Jasmine or Aladdin could do to stop him. Their world turn upside down like a vortex to another place.

Reality is changing for them and next thing they knew, everything around their surrounding is different.

As Aladdin regain his conscious, he found himself in a big mansion but suddenly trips and drop a vase on the way down.

Jafar heard a noise from behind but Jasmine was trying to stop him from turning his head.

So he use his magic to froze Jasmine and take a look.

“Ahh my enemy, trying to get back your Lamp and your girl”

“You will not get away with this” Aladdin stand and run for the lamp but Jafar just in time froze him too.

“Now lets the pain begin as you see your love one transform to my liking.” Jafar smile wickedly.

“I like how she looks now but I think she need a modification upgrade” he Laugh!

“Now Genie time for my Second wish!, I wish Princess Jasmine would be a Sexy Hot Busty Gold Digging Trophy Wife who only care about Sex Money Greed Lust and would only Please me as my personal Slut”

“You wish is my command” as Genie wave his hand.

“You Bastard I will never be your Slut” Jasmine shout but she was feeling afraid. Soon she felt a tingling sensation as the magic works on her.

Her body was getting more tone, like she have been working out in a gym for hours. Her body curvy more as the dress is getting tighter. Her breast grew bigger round and plastic, like she have done plastic surgery. Her top was so tight it was trying to contain her big breast. Soon her face was reshape to make her look more slutty. She felt pleasure during each transformation then she felt its is also trying to change her mentality.

The Magic was trying to input new personality and trying to remove the old Jasmine.

“Nooo I don’t want this, I care for people and I want to do good things….. I love who I am.. I could feel that I losing myself” as Jasmine trying to Fight the thought.

“No point fight it Jasmine, accept your reality!” Jafar laugh.

All Aladdin could do is to watch and cry of what happen to Jasmine.

As Jasmine fight harder, the pleasure in her body was building up. She is losing every sec.

“nooo … neeed to fight thiisss… ohhh *Moan* it feels so good. This sensation I loving it. I need more more and more. Turn me into a bitch slut I cant stop this anymore, I am sorry Aladdin.”

Soon Jasmine mind was Rewritten from the Loving sweet helpful princess to a vain bitchy evil woman who only care about herself. As she look at herself and smile feeling fresh and reborn.

“Well now lets change that outfit into something better” Jafar use his magic and transform the dress into a sexy bar and panties.

“You really look sexy Princess” Jafar jokes infront of Aladdin.

“Thank you Handsome” smile seductively .

“So Jasmine what should I do with this Boy”

“I don’t care what you do to him but I need you to fuck me cause I am feeling horny”

“Genie my last wish, you will grant me . I wish both you and Aladdin will be my Slave and Servant, and take care of the house when I am gone, and also you will not disobey mine or Jasmine orders”

“ yes my Master” Genie wave his hand working his last magic.

Now both of you be gone and do all the housework, your mdm and I have matters to attend.

At the bedroom Jasmine was Naked waiting for Jafar.

As he strip looking down on himself, he wave some magic and make his Cock bigger. Jasmine eyes was fill with joys looking at that cock as she kneel down and start sucking it.

Soon Jafar carry her up and throw her on the bed.

“Come baby I cant wait for you to be inside me, I need that cock to fill me with pleasure” Jasmine open her legs showing her pussy.

“ as you command my Princess” as Jafar shaft him cock in her tight pussy and fuck her like a animal. Looking at her slutty face enjoying the moment.

“My revenge is complete now no one can stop me not even Aladdin” he Laugh knowing he gets the love of his life and a world he could dominated

Few hours later, Jasmine was in a bathrobe looking at Jafar laying down admiring Jasmine.

“Round 2 baby ! I still horny” Jasmine said touching her sensitive breast.

Few Years Later….

Jafar have build a empire becoming the most richest man and a company CEO .

Jasmine look back at her life, Marrying to Jafar was all she every wanted cause of all the expensive thing that Jafar could provide her for her to look beautiful sexy as always for him.

But when Jafar aways for work and Jasmine want her Needs to be fulfil. She would either call Genie or Aladdin to have sex with her.

Aladdin knew inside him, that defeat disgusted feeling toward Jasmine of what she have become but he have no choice but to obey her. Both Genie and Aladdin is just their pet and servant to play with. Jafar have shown Jasmine a Whole New World a life where she could get everything she ever wanted like a Princess she meant to be.

(Hope you like it)

[alewiscraft]

Friends Forever

Jenna was the biggest bitch that had ever attended North Hill high school. She had been ever since she had hit puberty before the rest of the girls. Her body had blossomed and the boys noticed.

Over the years she learned to hone her attractiveness and use it like a weapon. She had let the attention go to her head and corrupt her from a once shy innocent girl to the biggest slut in the school. Now in her senior year Jenna ruled the place. As head cheerleader she was the envy of every girl and the object of desire of every guy. She seemed to have a new boyfriend every month.

Jenna stalked the halls daily with her gang of bitches. Her beautiful blonde hair flowed over her enormous cleavage. Her bright blue uncaring eyes felt like piercing daggers to anyone who looked at them. She seemed to detest everyone but none more than poor Ana.

They had been friends once but that was before her breasts came in. When they did she had dropped her like hot garbage. It didn’t help that Ana developed late and poorly, bared filling a B cup. To distance herself from her past friendship with Ana, Jenna was malicious to her. Really Jenna had gone out of her way to be cruel to Ana. She called her names, spread lies about her and even convinced some teachers to grade her poorly. 

Ana had held out hope that one day the friend she made a blood pact with all those years ago would one day reimerge but that became impossible when one day Jenna was involved in a fatal car crash.

The whole school seemed to attend the funeral including Ana, She even went back to her house to give her condolences to the parents. Jenna’s mother thanked her and insisted she take some of Jenna’s possessions as a way to remember her.

Returning home exhausted Ana threw Jennas things aside and lay down on her bed.

“Well I guess a blood pact to stay friends forever can’t stop death” Ana said aloud to herself in her empty bedroom.

“Well that’s what you think…” said a disembodied but familiar voice.

Ana sat up in the bed to see the ghostly form of Jenna standing before her. Even in death she looked beautiful.

“Jenna?” asked Ana “is that you?”

“Well I’m sure you never have any boys or friends in here so it would have to be me” Jenna said finishing with a cruel laugh.

“But you’re dead, what are you doing here?”

“I’m here to keep that pact we made all those years ago. To be honest I don’t want to, I mean look at you, you’re human trash but that blood pact apparently is binding forever and besides it’s my ticket to life again.”

“So you can be resurrected? You can live again?”

“Not exactly” Jenna said with an evil smile “the pact we made all those years ago linked us forever. As long as you live I can never truly die. You are the only one that can see me.”

“So you’re like my guardian angel? You will help guide my life?”

Jenna let out a long cackle and started to drift slowly over to Ana “No consider me more like the new owner of your life.”

"Wait what are you doing? No! Stop! Noooooo!” Screamed Ana but it was too late, Jenna stepped into Ana’s body like like someone steps into a warm shower..

Ana tried to push her out but was finding it difficult to so. Not because it was painful but because it felt so good. Waves of pleasure seem to hit her every time she gave up resisting.

“Dont worry Ana this is a good thing. You have squandered your life up until now. You have no friends, you’re still a virgin. Let me take over. Let me turn use your body to become a sexy, powerful bitch. You can still experience everything, I will just be in the driving seat. You’re gonna love how if feels to be superior than everyone else. Don’t you want to know how all that feels?”

Ana was finding it hard to fight back. She had to admit that she had been jealous of Jenna, how she held sway over the school. Now here she was offering to make her the new Head Bitch. The thoughts of it made her wet. She could picture herself being the new head cheerleader, stalking the halls, bullying those beneath her, losers like her. The thoughts of getting fucked by a new guy every week nearly made her pass out from pleasure. She could feel Jenna’s influence already take over.

“Yessssss” Ana purred “I give in, use my body to become the head cheerleader again, use it to be fucked by the hot jocks. Make my body an evil slut just like yours was. I want to know how it feels to be a bad bitch, my body is yours.”

With that Ana’s body began to shift and change. Her once flat chest shot out to huge mounds of pleasure. Her stomach shrunk and toned. Her hips flared out giving her the perfect ass. Her hair turned from the black it once was to sleek long blonde locks. Her nails sharpened to long daggers and her complexion cleared up instantly and her eyes settled into a cold malicious stare. Their souls had become one.

The new Ana strode confidently over to Jenna’s belongings and picked out an outfit to wear. She stood triumphantly in front of the mirror taking herself in. She had chosen a short black shirt and a cleavage heavy black top. For the first time ever Ana’s body wore heels and they suited her new slender legs well. Topping it off she wore gold hoop earrings, something Jenna wore everyday.

“Mmmm you clean up well Ana. Or should I say I clean up well. In fact this new body is better than that old body of mine… after I had made some improvements of course. A new body deserves a new name, Ana doesn’t really reflect this beauty now does it.”

And so Anastasia was born. It had only taken her a few hours at school the next day to become the Queen bitch. People in school were relieved the reign of Jenna was over but they weren’t ready for the bad bitch Anastasia was.

[alewiscraft]

The Tylers

(A commission by @trialsoflust. If you would like your own commission please feel free to contact me.)

As the family sedan drove out from the city, Daniel Tyler looked out the back-passenger window with a wistful, almost mournful expression. His family were moving out the apartment that Daniel had lived in for all of his 16 years on this earth, and they were now moving into a small town in the middle of nowhere. His parents had gotten new jobs, working as doctors at the town’s local hospital, so despite Daniel’s reasonable complaints of leaving everything and everyone he knew behind, they had packed up all of their things and were now moving to the town of Nightrise.

Daniel stared out at the passing view of the countryside, trying to ignore his parents attempts to cheer him up. His mother Katy especially was going on and on about how great the town was, that it would be a new start for each of them, to find out who they truly were. His father Harold was not at the same jovial level as his mother was, but he too tried to impart to Daniel that leaving the city was not an end for Daniel, but a new beginning. Daniel just sighed and put on his headphones, deciding to spend the rest of the trip listening to Arcade Fire. The sweet sounds drowned out the noise of his parents, leaving him to mope in peace.

After a few hours long drive, the Tyler family finally made it to Nightrise. Katy was happily pointing things out, such as the church and town hall.

“This really feels like a place we can call home.” She remarked

Daniel lazily gazed out the window, surveying the stupid town. To his surprise the town appeared quite nice, not at all the derelict country town he was expecting. The houses all looked modern and well cared for. The whole town reminded Daniel of a wealthy suburb of a large modern city. He saw a fair amount of people walking the streets. Three things seemed to stand out for Daniel. One, the majority of the townspeople seemed to be women. Two, they all seemed to look fairly attractive and healthy, there was no one looking overweight or unwell. Three, and most interestingly, most of the people were wearing weird clothing that gleamed in the sunlight. Daniel could not get a good look from the car window, but the clothes were definitely made out of a fabric that he had never seen before.

Harold Tyler drove the car up the driveway of the new Tyler home. As Daniel got out of the car, he had to grumpily admit that his new home looked very nice. It was a double storied house in a modern design, that still had a warm and inviting air about it.

The Tyler family quickly got into exploring their new home. Daniel held back a bit and took in the sight of his new street from the doorway. As he did, two women walked by their house. When Daniel caught sight of them he was completely awestruck. Both of the women were extremely beautiful, with statuesque figures and stunning faces. The sixteen-year-old boy awkwardly stared at them with his mouth agape. He was shocked further when the women walked up the driveway as if to greet the family.

“Hello there young lad, you must be Daniel Tyler.” One of the woman spoke, a mesmerizing blonde dressed casually in jeans and a t-shirt. At least it would seem casual if the clothes were made out of something other than the shiny fabric Daniel had seen earlier. Now up close he could see that the fabric was not only very shiny, but very tight. So tight that Daniel could clearly see the outline of the woman’s fairly large breasts.

“Are your parents inside by chance?” She asked.

“I… uh… Mom and Dad are…” Daniel stammered, not quite comprehending the sight before him.

“Look at him, another dumb city boy.” The other woman snarked. She was clothed in a long black dress of gothic design, that fell to her calves, with a split up the left leg, revealing knee high platform boots and fishnet stockings. She had long full black hair that was tied in a loose bun atop of her head. Daniel was not sure if she more attractive or frightening to look at. She had pale skin and black lipstick, reminding him of a ghost, a very mean ghost.

“Don’t mind her. Esme just likes to tease newcomers to our lovely town. Hi, I’m Rachel.” She reached out her hand to shake, which Daniel did so nervously.

Rachel smiled. “It’s our clothes, isn’t it? Not exactly what you are used to. Here in Nightrise latex is quite popular, it takes newcomers a while to get used to it.”

“Latex?” Daniel asked.

“The fabric. Look how nice it is.” Rachel then pinched a bit of her shirt at the waist. “It is very tight and so easy to clean. It’s called latex. It is very popular here because of the latex clothing company that has its headquarters here, so everyone can get latex clothes much more cheaper and easier than other clothes. People come to love wearing it here. Maybe you will one day too.”

Daniel raised his eyes at this and Esme scoffed. “Five minutes here and you’re already trying to get him into rubber. Please, look how vanilla he is.”

Daniel felt weirdly offended by the mean goth lady’s remark and was about to retort when his mother rushed right past him through the doorway.

“Rachel, Esme! How good to finally see you both.” Katy then went and gave Rachel a warm hug, which she happily reciprocated, and another hug to Esme, who did not. Katy introduced Daniel to these weird women as being from the town’s hospital. Rachel was a nurse there and Esme was a doctor. They were the ones who had helped Daniel’s parents find their new house. Rachel was an old friend of Katy and had told her about the job opening. The three woman exchanged pleasantries and were starting to get deep into pointless adult chit chat so Daniel walked back inside, leaving them be. Just as he left, he caught sight of his mother eagerly feeling Rachel’s latex clothes, as well as Esme glaring at him, her eyes filled with disdain.

Later that night, when the family had at last unpacked, Daniel was in his room. He was finding it difficult to relax in this strange new house, in this strange new town. All the beautiful people, all the strange latex outfits, it was like a parallel universe. What was most disconcerting for Daniel however, was that when Esme had looked at him with contempt, he felt like he was the one who was unusual. He was the one who didn’t belong in Nightrise.

As the Tyler family settled into Nightrise, each member of the family had different experiences fitting in. Daniel probably had the hardest transition to life in the small town. He should be happy here he thought. Most of the townsfolk were beautiful women, who would always dress in skin tight rubber. Everywhere he went, there would be these sexy goddesses strutting around, their curves rubbing against the tight latex. At the supermarket, walking the streets, running in the park, there they were. It was insatiable. There was only so much Daniel could do to hide his ever-present boner.

The worst was at school. All these young nubile girls, at a school where the girl boy ratio was 10 to 1. There was no official school uniform, yet many of the girls had adopted a common outfit of a rubberised version of a catholic school girl, with short tartan skirts made of latex, black shiny stockings and a white rubber blouse, their hair in pigtails. In class he could barely pay attention to the lesson. The teachers were no help, wearing latex governess style mini dresses. How can something so authoritarian have such a high skirt? Whenever they reached up to write on the blackboard, Daniel could see the bottom of their rear and a hint of latex thong. It was so goddamn tantalizing, yet so goddamn infuriating. Daniel was a cocky young lad and once he got over the initial shock of having a kinky fantasy world brought to life he tried to actually flirt with some of these scrumptious school girls. They were such shameless flirts that he figured he must have a shot with at least one of them. Yet believe it or not he continued to be rejected. Oh it wasn’t you, they always said, I just have more… Sapphic inclinations. Dear lord, his fantasy was even more true. The whole town seemed to have a lesbian bent to it. Women openly displaying their appreciation for the female form. Even in class the girls could not help but touch it other, rubbing each other’s leg, sneaking kisses when the teacher was not looking. Once a day, Daniel would excuse himself in class and head to the bathrooms to find some kind of relief. On Facebook he tried to explain to his friends back home the perverse ironic hell he was in, but they never believed him. Even posting pictures did not seem to convince them. They thought was faking it all, that Nightrise did not even exist.

Daniel’s mother Katy was actually having a great time in Nightrise. She had quickly integrated herself into the social fabric of the town, often going to town events and functions with friends she had made at the hospital. She was closest with Rachel and Esme, who were often guests at the Tyler household. Daniel would often see his mother with her new friends chatting in the loungeroom, drinking champagne and laughing amongst themselves. Daniel noticed that she was even adapting to the town’s unique fashion sense. He first noticed it when he saw her wearing a doctor’s white coat that instead of the usual cloth was made of shiny white latex. He asked her about it and she explained:

“Yeah, one of my old coats got coffee spilled on it during the day and I didn’t have a spare. Luckily Esme loaned me one of hers. Do you like it? I think it feels really nice on me.” She then gave Daniel a little twirl.

Since then, all her doctor coats were made of rubber. Then her work clothes underneath her began to become rubber as well. “Just so I can fit in at work more. It’s called adjusting. You should try it sometime.” Soon her casual clothes were soon all replaced by rubber and latex. Rachel and Esme were ecstatic about her change of wardrobe. Esme told Katy that it made her look like a beautiful rubber lady. To Daniel’s chagrin, he had to admit that his mother did indeed fill the latex clothes quite nicely, a little too nicely, another reason to find living in the town somewhat unbearable.

Harold though seemed to be very nonchalant about the changes to living in a new town. He did not seem to take much notice of the town residents unique demographic, or odd customs. He just went about his day. For Daniel, this was even more bewildering than his mother’s quick acclimation to Nightrise. His father just simply did not care about how different everything was. When Daniel tried to talk to him about it, Harold would just look back at him with a blank look on his face and his eyes would weirdly glaze over. He would then mumble something about small town life and change the subject.

Overtime Daniel got used to the town, though he continually remained frustrated. Sapphic love was the dominant love in Nightrise and damn did the women make sure Daniel knew it. There was also this weird vibe of anti-masculinity ever present in the town. What little men there were in Nightrise were all of small stature and soft in temperate. Women led the town, with a female mayor, all female sheriff’s office, all female firehouse, every position in power in Nightrise was held by a woman. No one seemed to think this was unusual, in fact everyone felt it was quite natural, the way things should be.

Even at home, the power dynamic was different. What had once been a marriage between equals had turned into one of dominance. Katy was the head of the household, she was the one in charge of the financials, the kitchen, the car, she always had final say. Harold accepted the change of power with no complaint. That was just how it should be.

Katy was really getting into the social life of Nightrise. She would attend the town meetings and the garden club galas, never forgetting to make sure she was properly dressed up. That meant nice formal latex clothes, proper high heels, and full perfect makeup. She was the epitome of class and grace in shiny tight latex. 

Now spending most of her time dressed up to the nines, her personality started to change to match her outfits. Katy, or Katherine as she now preferred to be called, became more regal and arrogant in her bearing. She had much reason to be proud. She was the head of the household, as well as the main breadwinner ever since Harold got downgraded to a nurse. She was the town’s prestigious doctor and a pillar of the community. Yet she was not completely happy about her place in Nightrise. She did not tell her husband or son about her feeling, but Daniel could sense that Katherine was discontent.

One day, Daniel was coming back from school to find his mother at the dining room table, recently refurbished with rubber of course, sitting next to a young woman that Daniel had never seen before, yet seemed slightly familiar. The woman, who appeared to be in her young twenties, had a boyish charm to her, like a tomboy who had recently started to enjoy feminine things. She had a short black hair, giving her an elfin appearance. She was wearing the nurses uniform from the hospital, a lime green latex dress with a white collar and cuffs.

“Daniel, please take a seat.” His mother instructed, her voice now as refined as a pure diamond, with all of warmth striped away.

Daniel took a seat on the other side of the table. “Daniel my dear, my darling son, I have some very grave news to tell you. It’s about your father.”

“What about him, ma?”

“Please don’t call me ma, Daniel. You know I don’t like being called that anymore.”

“Sorry… mother. Now about dad.”

“Yes, well it appears… oh this is so dreadful to talk about… your father left us, well me. Harold has sought to seek a divorce from me and has moved out.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes, he said he no longer loved me and could not bear to live with me a minute longer. He then packed up all his things and quickly vacated the house. The way he was acting it is likely he has left town as well.”

Daniel slumped in his chair. To think that his father was gone, leaving him and his mother behind was unfathomable.

“Look I know this is all difficult to process. No doubt you are like me and filled with rage and contempt for your father for leaving us like this. Well I have a way for us to help deal with this crisis, for now on let neither of us ever speak a word about father, never let his name leave our lips, for if we mean nothing to him then he means nothing to us. He is but a speck that we have flicked off.”

Hearing Katherine’s cutting denouncement of his father was as shocking as the news of his leaving them. It was as if that despite twenty years of marriage he never meant anything to her.

“Now, let us move past this unpleasant news.” Katherine said, showing no signs that the dissolution of her marriage was anything but a mild annoyance to her. “It turns out that the hospital’s newest nurse was unable to find housing. I have decided to offer our home to her and I hope you will do the same. Daniel, meet Abigail.”

The woman seated next to Katherine then got up from her seat and went to Daniel, offering him a handshake.

“Hiya. I can’t wait to get to know you. I’m sure we will be the best of friends.” She said to him. Daniel gingerly took her hand and instantly felt a connection to this strange new woman. There was something familiar to her, like he could trust her. She then pulled him up from his chair and gave him a warm hug.

The days went by and true to her word Katherine made no mention of Harold and acted as if he never existed. He was from another family. Abigail meanwhile begin to fit in with the family perfectly. She was like the older sister Daniel never had, hangout with him after school, helping him with his homework, teasing him as his attempts at latex fashion, he quickly felt close to her. Katherine seemed to connect with Abigail even more, taking care of her like a daughter. Though Daniel also noticed how close his mother was with Abigail. Physically close. Softly touching the young vibrant woman every now and then.

A couple weeks past and one night after dinner, Daniel was in his room, fruitlessly attempting to find a way to contact his father. He was searching the web, when he received an email from an address he recognised as his father’s. The email claimed to know the truth of what happened to Harold Tyler. Attached to the email was a video. Daniel opened the video. It showed his father in the house’s master bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed, with a glassy look in his eye. He was staring straight at the video camera. Offscreen, Daniel could hear the voice of his mother.

“Look at you. Look at how submissive and mesmerized you have become. Are you still able to think in there or have the nanomachines have rotted your brain so much that you’re basically a zombie now? How pathetic.”

Harold showed no sign of reacting to his wife’s harsh words.

“It was so easy to dose your morning coffee each day, making you so suggestible and compliant. Then all I had to do is get you to agree to move to Nightrise.”

Katherine then walked onto the screen wearing a black latex nightgown and high heels. She sat down next to Harold and began to stroke his hair.

“Once we were here I could finally change myself. No longer would I be the plain sweet Kathy, but the beautiful Katherine. And you did not notice a thing. But, how could you? Now in Nightrise, everything you ate and drank was full of nanomachines, designed to transform your mind and body, keeping you docile and ready to serve. But I’ve become tired of having a slave for a partner, and your mind is so far gone that there is no other option for you. It’s time my dear. I am sure Daniel will understand.”

Katherine then stood back up and undid the belt on her nightgown, revealing that underneath she was wearing a black rubber corset that only covered her breasts just above the nipple, and even more disturbing for her son, a large, thick, long, black rubber strap-on.

“Inside this strap-on is a full litre of nanomachines that should complete your conversion.” She explained, gently stroking the thick rod. “Husband, get on your knees.”

Harold immediately got on his knees, his face now right in front of wife’s crotch.

“We had a good marriage Harold, but I wanted more. Now be a dear and suck my cock.”

Harold wrapped his mouth around the thick strap-on and began sucking.

“Hahahaha, yes. Look at you. This is where men belong. At my feet and worshipping me.”

Harold sucked harder, beginning to moan softly.

“You are a filthy slut and this is what you deserve, now suck me dry”

Compelled by his wife’s words, Harold was now deep throating the dildo as Katherine stood over him and laughed. As his head bobbed back and forth, his body seemed to be changing. It began to get smaller and softer, His shoulders narrowed and his hips widened. His rear inflated and on his chest two very firm breasts began to poke out of his now overly large shirt. Before his wife, Harold was turning into a woman. His hair was oddly disappearing, leaving him with short black hair that Daniel found way too familiar. Harold’s pants fell down, revealing his underwear, and Daniel could see that his bulge was disappearing underneath, leaving him flat and smooth.

Katherine pushed the new woman off her rubber dick, leaving Daniel with a good view of her face, a face that he had seen many times before for the past two weeks. Abigail’s face.

Daniel slammed his laptop shut as he finally understood what was happening here. His mother had taken them to this perverse town knowing full well what was happening here. She had transformed herself into a stuck-up bitch and then transformed his father into her young lover Abigail. Daniel knew he should feel sickened by all of this, but for some reason he was not disgusted by all this. He had watched his mother face fuck his father into a girl and barely reacted. If anything, he liked it.

‘Have the nanomachines affected me too?’ He thought. ‘Am I going to be a rubber slut like everyone else?’

He quickly ran downstairs hoping to either confront his mother or prove that it was all some elaborate prank. When he went down to the living room, to his horror he saw his mother passionately making out with Abigail. The two women, one his mother and one his father, were looking so hot with each other that Daniel just had to get out of the house. He ran outside and kept running down the street, desperate to escape the den of perversion his home had become.

Daniel ran and ran, hoping he could outrun his own perverse thoughts. What if he was the one with Abigail. He was the one stroking her thigh. He was the one having Abigail lick the nipples of his large firm breasts.

God what was happening to him.

Tired and starting to wheeze, he stopped and tried to catch his breath. There was no hope for him, he was trapped here. His mind was already changed. He would be a slave like his father.

“You doing alright, champ?” Came a voice from behind. Daniel quickly turned around to see Esme, dressed in a shiny black catsuit with white stripes on the side, boots and gloves, the moonlight glinting off the latex.

“You… Mom… this whole fucking town!” Daniel wheezed.

“Finally catching on eh.” She replied. “Come on, it’s not so bad. I think you would come to love being a girl. I know I did.”

“Oh of course you did.” Daniel said, tired of this whole ordeal. He then sat down on curb, defeated and exhausted. Esme sat down beside him and listened to all of his troubles and complaints. Daniel knew he had no hope of escape, but that did not mean he had to like it.

“You know it’s a good thing I found you out here while jogging. I think there’s a way you can go back home and still show your mum she can’t own you.” Esme then brought out a water bottle. “Drink up boy, you got no hope, but that doesn’t mean you can’t still have fun. Once your down I’ll lend you some clothes and take you home.

Back at the Tyler household, Katherine and Abigail had realized that Daniel had left the house and had run off.

“Why did you send him that clip?” Katherine angrily shouted, shakenly gripping a glass of wine.

“I wanted him to understand who we were.” Abigail frantically explained, “He thought his father had abandoned him. I didn’t want him to feel like his father didn’t love him.”

They argued back and forth, both really just consumed by worry over their missing child. Their rout was broken by the knocking of the door.

“Yo, enough with the domestic drama.” Esme said, opening the door. “I got someone here who would really appreciate it if you could both just be cool for a moment.”

A young woman then walked past Esme and entered the house. She was very beautiful, and very petite, yet she carried herself confidence and an aura of danger. She had bright orange hair that fell to below her ears. She was wearing black latex pants and rubber army boots. She had on a latex crop-top with mesh underneath. She had heavy makeup with black eyeliner and lipstick, as well as Several rings and piercings in her ears, nose, and belly button. It was clear that with her gothic/emo look that she had been dressed up by Esme.

“Mom, Abigail, what’s up?” She said.

“Daniel?” Katherine asked.

“It’s Endora now bitch.” She said, sneering.

“Oh Endora, you’re home.” Katherine and Abigail went to hug their daughter, happy that they were still a family. Guess the Tylers were now ready to fit into Nightrise.

[alewiscraft]

amazing, would love to see a sequel.  

Blessed

You entered the Mosque in awe of such a large and beautiful building.

The newly opened safe space for Muslim women already housed hundreds, they came from around the country for the chance to worship, seek guidance and meet fellow women without fear of oppression. It was a slightly different take on the religion in hopes to please the gods without harsh the rules of man.

It was taken with mixed opinions but was growing in popularity as the world saw the improvement in so many women lives after only days had passed. They were happy and calm, aggression did not exist to them.

You were Robert, a man. You felt out of place at first entering such a place but they welcomed you. They knew not all men wished harm in the world and allowed visitors to observe and join their group if they wished.

This is when the priestess came to greet you. She was beauty made flesh despite being covered head to toe. Her eyes painted and flawless fluttered as she greeted you. She gave you a tour of her home and showed you the large halls and peaceful chambers. At the end of the hall you saw a shrine. A large feature with candles and Ivy, it seemed to be of a veiled Muslim woman. You asked what this was as you never saw such a thing before.

The priestess walked you over and took your hand, placing it on the statue. She explained this was one of the first Muslim women who fought for her fellow gender. She embodied freedom, love and the right to be who you really are. She had granted many women who wished to join but had limited knowledge the wisdom, attire and freedom to become and join there sisters. They have been happy and at peace here with us. She lives here in spirit watching over all.

With these words you stared in awe, a glow emitted from your hand. You stood back with a gasp looking to the priestess. She told you that something inside had been discovered, that her goddess wished to tell you that the faith and interest inside you that brought you here was born not of you male self, but the Muslim woman that hid within.

Your jaw dropped, you couldn’t believe what she was saying. This all seemed like fantasy but the glow had unlocked a voice inside. A voice that whispered to you, that wanted you to worship the shrine. To ask for freedom and then you’d understand. The priestess remained at your side calm and patient. She knew what was happening but would not force choices onto you.

You looked around at the tranquil beauty, the sisters meditating behind you. The beauty of modesty and freedom from the shackles of society. You nodded to the priestess and kneeled before the shrine. The glow emitted from the statue, from all around it’s stone it spread forward to you rising you into the air. It felt so relaxing, so calm and warm, the world around you faded out of sight as the woman the statue represented stood before you.

With open arms her power flowed over you and she asked what you desired, what you needed from her to become free. You seemed to know all along everything you wanted. You desired love. You desired peace. You wanted a family to welcome you not shun you. You needed modesty, to be both beautiful but not allow wondering eyes to see such beauty. The woman smiled again drawing from inside you you leaned back and moaned as relaxation overwhelmed you.

Back in the mosque you clothing shredded away, you floated naked but all eyes remained closed in worship to the goddess and her current task. You moaned and gasped unable to move, your form started to shrink blessed with a divine touch. Hair smoothed away and your skin began to tan a much darker colour. This feeling was bliss you never wanted it to end. Like a thousand hands caressing you at once.

Feminine features began to show, your breast rose and inflated to become round and perky. They sat softly on you as your waist shrunk and curved around widening hips. Nails grew from slender hands and hair flowed down your back. She was breaking free and soon you would meet her, be her.

Your butt enlarged to a smooth round peach and your face restructured to feminine beauty. A goddess in looks that would turn every head in a room but none would ever see. You took a breath, it had been a while. You voice high and soft, eyes open to see lashes extend and thicken, eyebrows curve and shape flawlessly. You felt your hair rise into a braided ponytail, tucked safely around the side of your neck.

The feeling was intense. Your junk would of been hard as a rock if it had not just shrivelled up to enter inside you. Forming the organs you wanted to be able to create a loving family one day. It was almost done you felt something at your feet, looking down you saw fine cotton weaving and threading with itself. Rising up your legs coving them tightly, showing no skin what so ever.

It creeped upward covering every part of you, thick around your breasts and vagina before reaching your neck, tight and smooth a Abaya formed it’s shape. Covering your flawless form it spread down your arms and over your hands. Gloves wrapped around your palms and fingers and interweaved up through the Abaya sleeves.

You smiled and closed your eyes as the cotton danced around your head. Connecting with your Abaya it sealed your hair away in darkness, coving your mouth your nose and forehead. A Niqab tightened around your gorgeous features sealing them away from view. The only thing remaining a slight slit that your flawless eyes looked out from when you opened them.

You descended to the ground gently as the glow retreated back to the shrine. The priestess places a hand on your shoulder and guides you to the back room. Placing you by a mirror she commanded you open your eyes.

You did as ordered then gasped and caressed your new form gently avoiding sexual areas. That was a sin you now knew well. You smiled wide and understood your place now. This was your home, your sisters awaited you, the priestess was your leader, your guide and you followed every command without question. You really was a Muslim woman inside and your goddess and sisters finally set you free.

The priestess showed you to your quarters giving you clothing, food and everything you needed to serve. Later that day you attended your past cleansing ceremony throwing your past items, ID and phone into a brazier. You were given a new ID. Your veiled face next to your new name A'isha.

As the months went on you served and worshipped happily. Your sisters even gifted you some gorgeously designed outfits they had made personally for you to ware. A'isha pictured right felt loved in her new family and home but also enjoyed her time outside with her sisters spreading positivity and understanding to the outsiders. Later that day as the bell rang towards nightfall you returned to your home. It was time for worship and to thank your goddess for the gifts she had gave you.

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