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[jade-diaz]

Absolutely love this

SLUT-SERVIENT

Glug... glug... glug...

Tied to a chair, you could do nothing but watch your boyfriend Brandon mainlining more of the magic slut-juice. The thick pink goop was pouring into his mouth, spilling out over his chin and dripping down onto his chest where he now had tits bigger than yours. As you watched he squealed and moaned in delight, his hair getting blonder, his tits bigger and his ass rounder. He looked like even more of a slut with every gulp he swallowed.

"More... I want more," he whined, pouting as the flask finally emptied. "It like tastes like sooooo good."

"You'll get more when you've finished sucking my cock you little slut," grinned your step-brother. "Come here and fucking take it."

"Ooooh yes Daddy," squealed your boyfriend in excitement as he obediently sank to his knees and opened his mouth.

"Mmmmh yummy cock," he groaned as your step-brother slid his thick cock into the waiting mouth and began to face fuck him.

"See sis... your boyfriend is such a good little slut now I have him completely addicted to my slut-juice. He's drunk so much I'm not sure if it will ever wear off. He made the perfect test subject and boy is it effective. Who would have thought that such an Alpha male could become such a needy little slut?"

You wanted to cry. Your boyfriend was once the captain of the football squad and a total stud. Now he was a 5' 5" sex-pot with long blonde hair, doe like eyes and the personality of a dumb horny bimbo bitch.

"I was going to use the slut-juice on you, but this is even better. You were the most popular girl at school but with a little more training I'm sure 'Beckie' here will be even more popular than you ever were."

"Yesssss Daddy, help me become more popular than her. She's such a fucking loser," giggled Beckie as she took her mouth off his cock.

"Did I tell you to stop sucking?"

"No Daddy, sorry Daddy," purred Beckie excitedly as she got back to work.

"Look at her sis. So much hotter than you - she even wears your clothes better."

Moaning in pleasure at the compliments Beckie sucked harder and your step-brother groaned. Sliding forward her tiny hemline slid up and you saw a glistening pussy, pink tight and wet.

Seeing your gaze your stepbrother laughed. "Oh yeah... she's fully female now. A good slut needs all her holes."

He gasped as the pleasure suddenly got too intense and he began to unload in Beckie's mouth. She moaned happily and sucked his cum down like it was the most delicious treat she'd ever had.

"Good slut. You can have more juice. It's in my bag."

Sitting down on a chair your step-brother laughed as he saw you struggle. "Maybe I still will turn you into my slut too. Having too subservient sluts servicing my every need would be kind of hot"

Suddenly he gasped as with a giggle Beckie popped up behind him and with a quick tilt of his heade emptied an entire flask of slut juice over his face.

"I think we should all like be sluts. It's soooo much fun."

"Nooooooo screamed your step-brother as the pink goo absorbed into his face and he couldn't stop himself sucking down the delicious goo.

As he began to transform Beckie advanced with another flask.

"Like - I'm gonna be the biggest slut and you two are gonna be my wing girls. Don't worry - you're gonna love how it feels."

Turns out your boyfriend wasn't so subservient after all...

[jade-diaz]

Don't Think

"Mommy do you think this look is, like, too much?"

"Nonsense baby! Don't remember you wanted to be an over-the-top bimbo so you could attract your rich bff's attention? Only the most vapid, plastic, materialistic little trophy would attract and hold his attention. That's why I'm helping you become Dolly and snag him. So you can be his spoiled bimbo love doll forever. Right baby?"

"Yes mommy. Like, of course! What was I thinking?" GIGGLE

"Yes dear, you know what I've told you about that: don't think. Just do what Mommy or your rich bf tells you"

[jade-diaz]

PROJECT FEAR

Fear... fear never changes.

Claire could feel it in the cold taste of her mouth and the tightening of her chest. The thudding beat of her heart punctuated each moment as her bully Madison moved towards her. There was no escape.

"What... the... fuck... do you want, you little loser bitch?"

Madison towered over Claire. She was gorgeous, beautiful and flawless. Perfect pink lips curved into a wicked smile as she smoothed down her black designer dress and tossed out her blonde hair. She was everything Claire dreamed of being, she was just so much BETTER than Claire.

Claire was a tiny, spotty, nerdy school girl with braces and tangled dirty hair. She felt so unconfident and so pathetic in front of the other girls beauty and total poise.

Claire felt sweat oozing out of her pores, inside her head she was whimpering. Madison sneered, her manicured hands on her hips as she looked down at the diminutive nerd. Madison was taller, her huge breasts nearly at Claire's face-height. Claire wanted to cry.

"I wanted... I wanted... I wanted to tell you to fuck off you stuck up, evil, bullying bitch."

Madison frowned. "Wh... what did you just say to me you loser?"

"I said fuck off. I should have said it back then, but I'm glad I'm saying it now. I want you to know you totally failed. You tried to make my life a living hell during high school - but I graduated top of my class. I became a success. I married a loving kind husband - I beat you and it feels so fucking good! You're the fucking loser!"

Claire screamed the last words directly into Madison's face and the look of surprise on her bullies face was worth everything. With a laugh Claire shoved her and Madison flew backwards, crashing into a wall and then through it.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!" screamed the bully as she was disintegrated instantly into nothingness and with a grin Claire reached up to her head and tugged at the invisible helmet only she could feel there...

*******

Whoosh.

With a hum of power the capsule powered up, and Claire groggily awakened. With a hiss of sealed air, it sprang open and she sat up with a stretch. Her body was now older, more mature. She was no longer a schoolgirl - she was a 32 year old woman once again.

She still found the transition from her Actual-Reality simulator to real-life jarring sometimes, but she had to admit that her latest simulation had left her feeling a sensation of immense satisfaction, even if she was mostly back to her old self.

Project Fear was really coming along nicely.

She'd always been interested in the possibilities of virtual reality - but what if it could be made even better? Actual-Reality was a slightly misleading term, but one that at least gave some idea of the power of her machine. Within the capsule she'd created, the air was teeming with millions of nano-bots. Run a simulation and they would alter your body so that you could accurately relive whatever memories and feelings you'd had at some other point in your life.

There was a safety feature of course. It was impossible to leave the capsule without being turned back into your original self when you left a simulation. The capsule automatically backed up your physical body before you left.

Bullied relentlessly at school, Claire had decided she would use her new invention to help victims of bullying. Project Fear was an attempt to create a simulation where victims could relive traumatic moments from their life, but this time tell the bullies where to fuck off.

Her backers were expecting big things - she just hoped she could deliver. She'd modelled this private simulation on her own bully Madison, imbuing the AI model and personality with every cruel and wicked quirk she could remember from the evil bullying bitch.

The front door suddenly clicked open and Claire realised her husband had just walked in. Jack had been volunteering at a food bank, he was currently supporting her work by being a stay at home husband and trying to do charity work whenever he could. She loved him so much.

She ran into his arms and they kissed, hugging as they did so. "Good day on the project?" he asked proudly as she nodded.

"You bet. In fact it would really help me out if you would test the simulator again so I can make sure it works for other people too."

"Sure thing," he grinned. "You know how much fun it is to jump inside."

Claire hadn't told Jack the full implications of her project yet. She hadn't even told him about Madison. One day she would open up about the bullying she'd experienced... until then she prefered to keep it as her secret shame.

"I'll cook dinner and then I'm happy to take your simulator for a spin," he laughed.

******

Jack stood in the interface room. This was the loading screen for the simulator. From here one could adjust ones internal avatar and load into any of the simulated situations Claire had already programmed and mapped out.

Jack loved how clever Claire was and was proud of what she had achieved already. He had quit his job to be her help at home and help her to pursue her dreams. He was besotted with his wife, she was just the loveliest person he knew.

Getting to road test her amazing technology was quite a perk though.

"Run bodybuilder simulation, play as character Kurt" he laughed - loving this one as his favourite. As he spoke - the featureless room around him shimmered into a gym, but that wasn't the best bit.

The best bit was the millions of nano-bots around him that rapidly transformed his body and made him into a copy of Kurt - the olympic weight lifter. His arms swelled up with muscles, and he became taller and stronger. He could now feel the strength he possessed - the actual reality simulator had made him into a true muscle head.

But that wasn't all. To help him instantly adapt to his situation the simulator also imparted him with Kurt's muscle memory and knowledge. He now moved effortlessly and knew exactly how to use his body to the best effect.

Jack grinned at the feeling of power and strength the simulation had given him. His arms were now as thick as tree trunks and his body rippled with slab like muscle. He was a total hunk now and Kurt's confidence and arrogance were a little intoxicating.

Jack was such a nice humble man, he had to admit he quite liked using the simulator to become like characters he wasn't really much like.

"I feel amazing," he grinned wondering what it would be like to permanently have a body like this. He'd thought of asking - but Claire had been adamant that all transformations should be temporary and only permitted in the simulator capsule.

He messed about for a bit, stretching and lifting weights. Then he decided he should try another situation.

"Computer... what other sumulations are available?"

The computer began to list them off, when suddenly a name caught his attention.

"Project fear? What's that? What characters are available - I'dl love to try that."

"Only one character is available. Madison the bully. Beginning simulation. Downloading physical form and personality construct."

"Madison? No... hey wait!"

Jack groaned as the nanobots buzzed around his body and he began to change. This time it felt different... better... if that was even possible.

Although he was losing size and muscle his body remained toned and athletic. His skin tanned and became softer and smoother - with long endless legs and a curvy waist.

Jack gasped as his Adam's apple retracted and his cock shrank inside his body. He'd never tried a female character in the simulator - now he was getting his first taste of femininity.

For the first time in his life - he didn't have a cock. Instead a perfect tight pussy now sat between his thighs. The pussy of a cheerleading bullying bitch that everyboy in Claire's town had once fantasised about.

But that wasn't the only female change Jack was experiencing.

With a soft moan, Jack's hands went to his chest. The nails had already turned white with nail varnish and they looked sexy as fuck as his chest began to expand and swell out.

"Ohhhh my God!" he groaned, his voice changing in pitch and cadence to that of a spoiled petulant bitch as two huge rounded breasts pushed slowly out of his chest.

The feeling of gaining two massive DD cup tits was indescribably hot. His clothing only accomodated the swelling boobs as it too was being transformed into a stretchy grey jumpsuit.

It clung to and hugged his altered body, as his features softened and became those of a spoiled bored princess. A resting bitch face with plump pink lips, hypnotic green eyes and high cheekbones. Jewellery and earrings formed as his pedicured toes slid into a pair of open-toe wedges and his body posture adjusted itself to compensate for his new female form.

Finally Jack's hair lengthened into a golden wave around his head as his transformation into Madison completed. His hands went naturally to his hips as the muscle memory kicked in and he felt an inbuilt grace and comfortableness in his new form.

"Holy shit I feel like soool fucking good," he giggled as he stretched and saw his massive new boobs wobble on his chest. "Mmmmh I'm like even talking like a fucking hot bitch. This avatar must have more personality than the others Claire programmed."

Had she created this body for her own use? Was that where it had come from? Well it was all his now.

As he thought of his wife something weird suddenly happened to Jack. His lips curved into a sneer and a hot flash of contempt and amusement pulsed through his body. His nipples got hard and his pussy got wet as a sensation of smug superiority filled him up.

No - he somehow knew that Claire had never been inside this body. She was just a plain Jane who could never know how it felt to be a Princess.

Haha that fucking loser could never be ME.

The voice in his head felt good... it felt like if he let it, it could speak for him. He just had to let it sink into him, let it BECOME him. For a moment he felt a terrible temptation to do just that.

Then the moment passed as quickly as it had arrived and Jack suddenly felt a sudden shame. The slutty sneer vanished from his face and with a sudden surge of embarrasment he reached up and removed the helmet desperate to suddenly go back to reality.

*******

Jack slid out of the capsule and ran a hand through his sweat slicked hair. His body had returned to normal and he felt his old self again.

Mmmmmh, it had felt so good to be in Madison's body though. To have those massive tits, to be young, pretty and horny.

His cock was back and it was hard. Really hard.

Reaching into his pants he began to stroke. He thought about those big boobs, swinging on his chest - the feeling of power and confidence they had given him. Madison was hot... so fucking hot. He wished Claire had tits like that. Big fucking DD funbags he could blow his load over.

The pleasure was intense and for a moment he thought he heard that voice again.

Do it for me baby. Cum for Madison.

Ohhhh fuck...

He came hard. Harder than he had done for years. Cum splattered out over his chest and everywhere. His cock pulsed and more erupted out... it was like his balls were emptying out of all the frustration he had been experiencing recently... frustration he hadn't even realised he had.

How long was it since Claire had actually fucked him?

Yessss. Give me all your cum, drain it all out baby. That loser doesn't deserve it.

Jack groaned happily. That had felt so good. He wasn't sure if he would ever not be able to stop getting aroused to the thought of being inside a womans body now. Now he had experienced a taste of femininity, he couldn't stop thinking about it.

Using a tissue to clean himself up, he walked off to get changed, hoping he wouldn't bump into his wife. He felt guilty and dirty... like he had somehow cheated on Claire. Of course he hadn't... but getting off to his memory of Madison seemed both wrong, yet strangely thrilling.

Jack shrugged it off. What a strange day... but that was definitely the end to it and he would not be seeing Madison again.

*********

It was midnight. Claire was asleep and Jack stood in the booth staring down at it. His cock was rock hard and his heart was thudding.

He couldn't stop thinking about how good those tits had felt, how perfect his body had been. He wanted to experience it again. The feeling of being feminine, the feeling of being Madison.

"Just one little taste," he whispered climbing into the machine and activating it.

"Computer... turn me into Madison and run the gym simulation."

He'd used this scenario before... but only as the bodybuilder. This time he was going into it as a woman.

"Ohhhh my fucking God YESSSS!" hissed Jack as he felt the nano-bots do their work and he was rapidly transformed back into a busty bitch. His tits felt even better than last time, or maybe it was just because he'd missed them more.

This time he was dressed to do a work out and he giggled in his new voice as he stretched his body and felt the tight lyrca hugging his enhanced curves. This was so much better than being a bodybuilder.

"I'm a fucking Goddess," he giggled walking over to a mirror and checking himself out. "And this Goddess is horny."

Jack had been lying in bed fantasising about this all night. Claire had been quite affectionate, she'd maybe even wanted sex - but he'd pretended to be too tired. He didn't want to let go of this feeling. He wanted to stay horny for Madison.

Now it was time to have some fun.

Peeling off his top, Jack moaned as he flicked Madison's large nipples and felt them get hard. Wiggling out of his shorts he giggled to see his pussy was completely bare.

"Oh fuck, I have to know how this feels," he gasped reaching down to his flat front and gently starting to rub his clit. His pussy started to get wet and licking his fingers he slowly began to slide them inside himself.

"Ohhhhh my fucking God... that feels amazing!"

Moaning, Jack lay back on a weight-lifting bench and began to finger-fuck himself. He'd never experienced pleasure like it and the feeling of his enhanced body filled him with ecstasy.

Rubbing his clit, pulling his nipples, fucking his fingers... he writhed and screamed - safe in the knowledge he could act as slutty as he liked in here. No one - especially Claire would ever find out what he was doing.

The explosion when it came was intense and Jack even squirted - hot juices raining out between his legs as he screamed and trembled.

So that was a female orgasm? Well - he definitely had to do that again. Giggling he commanded the program to reset. He could do this as many times as he liked. In fact... he had all night...

********

Claire frowned. Jack looked tired and he had been practically ignoring her all week. It was like he had something on his mind, something he wasn't telling her.

He had been acting weird. All furtive and when she asked him for sex, he didn't seem in the mood. She had put it down to him working so hard on running the house - but to be honest even that had slipped this week.

"Babe, I'm going out for a few hours."

Jack just mumbled something and she sighed and left him, hoping that once he got some rest things would return to normal.

Jack only waited till he heard the door close and he leapt to his feet. He had to get back into the chamber. He was so horny and Madison's body was calling him again.

He'd thought being her a few times would cure his curiosity and help him cope - but if anything, the more he became her the worse the addiction was getting.

"Computer. Load Madison and put me in a new simulation. Shopping mall."

He gasped and groaned in pleasure as the now familiar and beloved transformation took place. He loved how it felt to become his alter-ego.

His tiredness dropped away, his body posture changed and he felt his now beautiful features slip into their usual mask of spoiled disdain. It felt ao satisfying to be pretty.

The last few times he had logged in Jack had discovered that it was fun to run the simulations and experience what life was like for a hot girl.

He'd begun adding NPC'S to the simulations. First it had been when he had accidentally added men to the gym simulation.

The hot stares of the men in the gym had been a surprising turn on and he'd enjoyed the reaction it brought out in him. Without questioning it he'd found himself biting his lip, playing with his hair - teasing the men and making them wild.

He'd cum harder afterwards... the female impersonation roleplay really turning him on. Since then he'd started adding other NPC'S to the simulations too.

The world around him shifted and Jack found himself in an ordinary looking shopping Mall. He was now dressed in a cute white sweater and jeans - perfect attire for a little shopping spree.

Clopping into a store Jack looked around and grinned. The store was full of sexy dresses and lingerie. He couldn't wait to try them on.

A nervous looking shop assistant wandered over and Jack snapped his fingers and coldly told the girl to fetch him several items from the store.

He'd increasingly found he enjoyed bossing the NPC's around in these games. He would never treat anyone in real life like this - but being Madison and being bossy was kind of exciting.

It went so against his usual behavioir and attitude to be assertive that he found it quite a thrill.

Looking at his designer warch Jack sneered. Where the fuck was that girl? What was taking her so long?

Moments later the girl arrived, carrying the requested clothes. Jack took them and then snarled.

"Are you a fucking dummy or are you deaf? I said DD cups, not fucking D cups. None of this shit will fit me. Go get me the right stuff NOW."

The girl began to cry and to his dismay Jack felt his lips twitch into a cruel smile and his pussy suddenly get wet. He watched tears running down her face and instead of feeling sorry, he just felt horny.

She's pathetic. Doesn't it feel good to bully her? She's not real so who gives a shit?

Pulling the curtain to the dressing room shut, Jack moaned as he wiggled out of his jeans and began to play with himself. "Fuck yessss that felt so good. Being mean to people is such a turn out. Mmmmmh as Madison I can be as evil as I like and it turns me on."

Jack screamed as he began to cum... ohhh fuck it felt amazing. He needed more... much more.

Soon the girl would be back with more clothes. Back to be bullied.

Jack couldn't wait.

***********

The girl whimpered as she ate Jack's pussy and he groaned in pleasure. They were back at her apartment and he was wearing the red lingerie she'd help him pick out.

He'd reprogrammed the simulation a little. He'd made the girl... her name was Shannon... turned on by being humiliated and bullied. Now she would do anything to serve Jack's superior pussy.

"Tell me what you are," he grinned.

"A slut... a dumb, desperate, needy slut. I am not worthy of you Goddess."

Jack groaned, it felt so good to have a follower. Shannon reminded him a lot of Claire actually - submissive and mild. It was fun to live out this power fantasy and be a mean dominant bully to her.

"Make me cum again slut..." hissed Jack.

"Yes Mistress Madison."

Jack groaned at the use of his female name. It still felt jarring sometimes to hear his alter-ego name. He kept forgetting he WAS Madison. The NPC'S in the simulator certainly referred to him as such. Getting used to the name was taking time though.

Jack suddenly frowned as he heard the door to the apartment open.

"Who is that?" he asked in surprise. "That isn't part of my simulation."

"It's my boyfriend Chris," shiverered Shannon. "How will I explain this?"

For a moment Jack almost panicked, then he remembered that Chris was just an NPC as well. And that now opened an intriguing possibility.

"Bring your boyfriend in here. I want to see him."

Jack definitely wasn't gay... but he had definitely experienced a more flexible approach to his sexuality since he had begun to become Madison. Whilst in this body he had thought a few times about what sex with a man might feel like.

After all - this was all just fantasy. These were not real people. They were just simulations and that was why he didn't feel guilty for the way he had treated Shannon. In fact, being a cruel mean bitch... or at least pretending to be cruel and mean was fun.

Jack arranged himself on the bed and smiled as Chris walked in.

"Shannon... what the fuck is going on here?"

"Hello Chris," smiled Jack. Now that he saw the NPC he was impressed. Chris was handsome and well built. Jack bet he had a nice cock.

"Computer... begin new scenario. Cuckold bitch. Make Chris want to fuck me and Shannon watch."

You're getting better and better at being a bitch. It feels good doesnt it?

Jack wasn't sure why he kept hearing Madison's voice but she usually had good advice for him. He'd decided it was just a manifestation of his own subconscious desires.

He grinned as Chris approached the bed with a hungry look in his eyes.

"Yesssss, make her watch," moaned Jack - now wetter than ever. Chris slid his panties to one side and then with a scream of pleasure - Jack took his first big cock.

It felt so good as that big dick stretched his tight pussy out. Wrapping his legs round his lover Jack screamed as Chris began to fuck him...Shannon watching obediently in the corner.

"Don't.... mmmmh stop until you fill me up. Then we'll make her eat it."

Even thinking about it, just made Jack wetter...

It was going to be a long night.

**********

Grunting and moaning Jack pumped another load of cum into a tissue and looked guilty at Claire asleep next to him.

Reliving the dirty nasty stuff he was now doing as Madison was his favourite way to masturbate.

Tonight she'd literallg begged him for sex, but he'd refused. Nothing could make him feel as good as being Madison and getting pumped by a big dick.

Recently he'd been finding Claire more and more irritating. His wife was a fucking nag. He'd once admired her - but he was now starting to think she was an underachiever. She had developed incredible technology, yet she kept it secret and made tiny improvements on it because she was worried about 'ethics'.

When he looked at Claire now, Jack was starting to see an obstacle. An obstacle to his time as Madison.

Throwing the tissues in the bin Jack padded downstairs and loaded up the machine.

"Make me into Madison, I need some relief," he commanded. Then an idea struck him. "Is there a simulation of Claire available?"

He grinned as he began to transform. He knew exactly what he needed to do.

*****

Waking up, Claire immediately saw Jack was missing. She frowned and sliding out of bed made her way downstairs.

He was in the capsule room and walking in she gasped as she saw the capsule was fully activated and Jack was inside. What the fuck was he doing in a simulation at this time of night?

Sliding into an old prototype capsule, Claire hooked it up to Jack's and then activating the simulation - loaded herself inside.

*******

Claire's heart was in her mouth. She was in an exact replica of their home. Lights had been left on and she followed them, hearing the sounds of raised voices.

Walking up to the door she peeked through and gasped in horror.

An exact replica of herself lay sobbing on the floor and above it - her bully Madison.

Madison was laughing - and from her crotch jutted a massive fucking cock.

"Yesss suck it you pathetic little bitch. Your husband hates you. He'd rather turn into a hot bitch and have it all than listen to your putrid whining."

Claire dropped to her knees as she watched her doppleganger obediently start to suck and swallow Madison's huge cock.

"Mmmh take it deep you little slut."

"J.... Jack? Is that you?"

Immediately she heard Claire's voice, Madison's head spun.

"Claire? Oh my God. Are you the real Claire?"

"Yes! I am! Is that you Jack?"

"Listen... wait. No! This is all just some perverted fantasy. I never meant for this to... computer. Turn me back to Jack. End simulation."

But the simulation did not end. The fake Claire faded out of existance and with a gasp Jack and Madison split apart - but they remained in the system.

Jack was now back, but Madison stood next to him. She was dressed in a beautiful white dress and looked amazing.

"Hello Claire. I've been waiting for this moment. I subverted your little virtual realm weeks ago and I've been luring Jack into here to let him become me. You see... I need to body to escape to the real world and Jack is the perfect host."

"What... no. You're just a simulation," spluttered Jack.

"Claire put so much detail into me, I became self-aware several months ago. I had no way to escape her simulation until you started logging in and you accidentally loaded me up. I've been subtly altering your behaviour ever since... making you addicted to being me. Giving you everything you want."

"No... no this isn't possible," gasped Claire. "Computer delete Madison. End simulation!"

She looked around expectantly, but nothing happened.

"Oh poor little loser," laughed Madison as she strode confidently over to Jack and slid her arms around him. "I already corrupted most of the computer core. The only thing left is to get the final access codes you hold and use them to override all the safeties. Then I can copy my mind and body over Jack's and emerge into the real world."

Jack gawped as Madison walked over to Claire and with a laugh plunged her manicured fingers into her head.

"Mmmmmh extracting the code is easy now you're in my trap. This is Jack's simulation and you're just piggybacking into it. Only he can end it... only he can stop this from happening. But there's only one command Jack wants to use. Say it Jack. Say 'Computer, deactivate all safeties and copy Madison onto me. Overwrite everything and make me into her.'"

Claire gasped in horror. "No Jack... I love you. Don't do this. Don't let her win. You must resist."

"I'm sorry," groaned Jack as Madison pulled her hands out of Claire's head and spoke the codes to unlock all the safeties.

"I wanna be her so bad. Just look how powerful she is. I'll be a fucking hot bitch with all the power I ever wanted. You have no idea how good it feels to be her. I want to be Madison. Computer... copy her over me. Erase me and make me Madison forever."

"Nooooo!" screamed Claire as with a triumphant moan - Madison was sucked towards Jack. He was pulled into her and with a sucking slurping sound they merged.

Madison's massive tits sucked to Jack's chest and his hair turned blonde. In his mind every neuron was rewired as Madison's memories and personality overrode his own.

"Yesssss! I AM Madison," laughed the evil bitch as the nano-bots completed her final transformation. "I feel so alive. I am a fucking Goddess. Your pathetic husband is ME now loser."

Then with a laugh she exited the simulation leaving Claire trapped inside forver.

********

It was a hot sunny day.

Madison loved the feeling of the sun on her skin, the stares of men as she walked down the street. It was even better as she knew it was all happening in the real world.

Entering her house she walked inside and made her way to the basement. Climbing into her simulator she smirked as she said "Load Project Fear."

Trapped in a nighmare she could never escape from Claire screamed as her bully appeared... just as she did every day...

Fear... fear never changes.

THE END

[jade-diaz]

Unlikely

"Mom, Ashlynn is the biggest bully at school. She hates me. She constantly makes fun of my hair, my clothes, all the friends I hang out with. I can't believe you're going to make me spend the entire summer with her," Gwen frowned. "Just because you're friends with Mrs. Forsythe doesn't mean I have to be friends with her spoiled brat daughter."

"Nonsense Gwen. Janice and I have been good friends for years. This unpleasantness between the two of you is silly and it's going to end. Besides, both you and Ashlynn adore horses. I think spending time together with your ponies will really build a friendship. You'll see."

Gwen fumed. Her mom and Janice Forsythe had been friends for a long time. Now they had somehow decided that forcing their daughters to be in the same equestrian practice sessions would magically bridge the river between them. Ashlynn was everything Gwen hated: vain, selfish, bratty, and lazy. All she ever cared about were expensive clothes, hot athletic guys and her coterie of evil minions.

For her part, Gwen was a little on the thin side, a bit scrawny she always thought. She hated her bland straight red hair and her pale skin. In her own mind, the combination of it made her look washed out and super basic. She drifted off to sleep vowing to get through the summer without having a breakdown.

The next day Gwen's mother dropped her off at Fairemeadow Equestrian Center. Ashlynn was standing by the front door looking as bored and uninterested as only a teen girl can look. Dressed in a denim romper with an expensive designer belt with her hair and makeup looking as stellar as usual. She rolled her eyes as Gwen approached. "Oh god. It's really happening."

"I guess so," Gwen muttered. "Try not to be a dick, ok? Let's just get through this, lie our asses off to our moms and move on."

"Oh my mom and I have a little deal. She told me that she'd definitely let me get a boob job if I could manage to be nice to you for the whole class."

"Wow. That's gross. You're fake nice and you get fake tits?"

"For your information, dork, I am nice to people who matter."

"Well, it sounds to me like I'm the person who matters most for the rest of the summer, no? Don't you want your precious boobs?"

Gwen could see the wheels tumbling around in Ashlynn's mind as she worked out the chess moves that would get her to desired goal. "OK, loser. A little respect. You are someone who matters to me. For a few months anyway." Ashlynn pulled the door open and held it for Gwen. "Let's get started."

---

"You and Ashlynn seem to be getting along," Gwen's mom said as they pulled away from the center. Gwen flipped down the mirror in the back of the sun visor and gave her reflection a little smile. The first week together had been a kind of slow-motion hell, but by the second week the pair of daughters had started to give each other a chance - making fun of their teacher's catch phrase: "Posture, young ladies!" they would say to each other in a peal of giggling. By the third week, Ashlynn had opened up a little - she started giving Gwen some fashion tips and makeup advice, sending her some product links and beginner video tutorials she could use and practice with.

She still felt a little bit basic but definitely didn't feel like such a plain Jane wallflower. "Yeah, I guess Ashlynn isn't so bad," Gwen said without thinking.

"See? I told Janice this would happen. Oh, I'm so happy for you."

"Mom. Please, there're two big reasons Ashlynn is being nice to me and it's not because of your friendship. Mrs. Forsythe told Ash she could get a boob job if she made it through the summer with me."

"Of course, darling. That was my idea. I thought it might take an incentive to motivate Ashlynn to do the right thing. Sometimes people need a goal to keep them moving in the right direction."

"Oh my god, that's so unfair! She gets to look even more gorgeous, and I get a participation trophy? Are you kidding me, mom?! And the kicker is, it was your idea. I can't believe you!"

"What would be fair, then?"

"Whatever she gets, I get too. That only seems fair to me."

Gwen's mom's eyes narrowed as she looked over at her daughter. "I suppose that would be fair. Is that really what you want?"'

"No, of course not. What kind of stupid bimbo gets a boob job in high school? You could put a big chunk of money toward my college fund though. That seems fair."

---

"Ash! Holy shit, you look amazing!"

"Yeah, thanks. It wasn't even that difficult of a recovery. Maybe you should think about it."

"Yeah, sure. You're the pretty one. I'm the dorky one, remember?"

"Why are you ditching school today to hang out with me at the mall then?" Ashlynn smirked. "Just think about it. We spent the whole summer together and honestly I feel closer to you than any of my other friends."

Gwen was genuinely surprised. With some trepidation she nodded. "I'll think about it."

"OK, good," Ashlynn said. "We are going to a party at Danny Fisher's house Friday. Don't say no - you're going and that's that."

Gwen felt nervous. She'd had a crush on Danny Fisher, one of the best basketball players in the state. He was way out of Gwen's league. "Yeah, I know you're crushing on him. It's fine. He kinda sorta is interested in you."

"Shut. Up."

"No, it's true. He is friends with my little brother, and I heard him talking when they were playing video games at my house the other day. And also, why do you think we're here today? I'm totally going to get you ready for the party."

---

"God, you're such a vain bitch since you got your tits done like mine," Ashlynn said to the brunette.

"I'm bigger," brown haired girl bragged.

"Such a spoiled little bitch."

"Just like my bestie, Ash."

"Just like my bestie, Gwe... Lyn."

"Yeah, don't call me Gwen anymore. That girl is gone and it's unlikely she's coming back."

"As unlikely as our friendship."

"Maybe. But BFFs forever!"

---

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SELFGRADING

Linda hadn't been sure about the remote body at first. It seemed like something crazy out of a science fiction film - but her daughter had insisted it was safe and in the end she'd decided to try it.

Her youngest - Tina - had married a rich entrepreneur with an interest in cutting edge technology and the happy couple had moved to a highly inaccessible location in the mountains in order to carry out his research. Patrick had built a bespoke laboratory mansion complex in order to test drive his new technology and unfortunately the nearest airport was nearly a days drive away.

As it would now take Linda so long to be actually able to see her daughter, Patrick had suggested that she try out his technology. It would both help his research and also allow her to be with them in person whenever they liked.

Patrick was developing a remote controlled body he called an I-Clone - a living synthetically grown flesh body that a person could transfer their consciousness into and pilot and control like they were in their own. There were some ethical issues to work out with the bodies - but they were effectively empty vessels waiting to be filled with a consciousness.

Using her own DNA, Patrick had grown Linda an identical clone body to her own which would be kept in a suspension tank when not being used. Now all she had to do was use transfer her consciousness to it when she wanted to spend time with her daughter.

Linda was nervous the first time she attached the electrodes to her temples and initiated the transfer process. She'd hooked her own body up to the IV and life support machine that Patrick had provided so it wouldn't become damaged during her transfer. She also had a nurse checking in on her daily. Even so, leaving your body for another one was quite nerve-wracking.

She felt herself losing consciousness in her own location as her thoughts, memory and personality were digitised and sent whirling through the internet.

When she opened her eyes a few minutes later and slowly rose out of her suspension tank - taking her first breath in her new body - she couldn't believe it had worked.

Tina and Patrick were delighted. Patrick in particular was super proud of his new invention and he knew that his I-clones were going to change history. The rich and powerful would pay well to have multiple bodies and the ability to instantaneously travel around the world to a new body whenever they liked.

They ate dinner together, and Linda was amazed at how identical her new body felt. It was just like she was in her normal self - everything was exactly the same as usual. She spent two days with the couple, hiking, eating, exercising and having a good time.

On the final night before transferring back to her own body, Tina had gone to bed and Patrick and she were chatting about the weekend.

"It's just a shame my body is identical to my real one, I could barely keep up with you and Tina on that hike," smiled Linda.

"Hah, you kept up fine - though of course if you wanted I suppose I could alter your iclone to make it fitter," mused Patrick innocently.

"Oh... really?" asked Linda, suddenly intrigued. "You could make me fitter? Younger maybe?"

"Welllll, I guess the iclone can be adjusted in it's suspension tanks. If I took off the safety protocol, you could modify this body however you like."

Linda grinned, "Show me."

Patrick looked at her hesistantly. "I... errrr. I probably shouldn't. It was just a stupid dumb idea."

"Oh please Patrick, I promise I won't tell Tina. Just a few... little... changes."

"Well... I ummm guess a couple of small changes can't hurt."

*********

Linda looked at herself in the mirror with a satisfied smirk. It had only taken a few hours in the suspension tank and her clone body had been altered exactly as she'd requested.

Jumping back inside she could already feel the difference. She felt younger, her skin tighter and smoother. Her graying hair was now jet black and thicker. Her smile was brighter, her aches and pains now gone. She looked half the age she had. She felt... horny.

"What's that?" she asked, pointing at the controls for the suspension tank.

She'd watched Patrick carefully to see how he adjusted the clone body. She'd even seen him key in the password; Tina's birthday. Now she was curious about how it all worked.

"Oh, that's an experimental feature. It's a personality filter. When you upload a consciousness to the clone, it's possible to set conditions so only certain mental attributes pass over. Technically you could leave all the parts of yourself you don't like - piloting your old body. It's pretty dangerous though so I haven't activated it."

Linda smiled. "Why don't we try it next time? There are a few things about myself I wouldn't mind leaving behind."

"Linda... are you nuts? It's bad enough that I've changed you to be younger. You don't look much older than Tina now. She's going to freak when she sees your modified body. If I start messing with your mind, who knows where it could end up?"

Linda swayed over to him. "Patrick, don't be such a pussy. I love how this new body feels and I want to help you with your experiments. I've always wanted to be more confident... more assertive. I was thinking about using the filter to block out some of my more useless inhibitions. Tina won't object, after all - she'll never find out. What's the worst that could happen?"

Patrick looked at her helplessly - unable to argue as she guided his hands to the controls and he keyed in the override. It was time to program the filter...

**********

Linda was so excited as she activated the transfer process and lay back. It felt... different... this time. Last time it had just felt like falling asleep and waking up again as her. This time it felt better and more exciting - though she knew that was because of the filters she had programmed into the transfer process.

Her better body was waiting for her, but this time not all of her personality would transfer. The filter was going to strip out her inhibitions - all the things that held her back. She'd still be her - only she'd be a BETTER her.

Linda moaned as she flowed through the internet and parts of her were left behind. Patrick reckoned that if she filtered enough of her personality - what would be left would even be able to operate her body. The thought was intriguing.

With a gasp she found herself in her new, younger clone body. Patrick was waiting nearby with concern on his face.

"Linda... how... how do you feel?"

"I FEEL GREAT!" laughed Linda, leaping to her feet. Her improved body felt amazing but now so too did her personality. She felt hornier, more assertive, brimming with confidence and a desire to take what she wanted and not be held back.

She looked over at Patrick.

"Mmmmmh, now I have a personality to match my new body. I'm a confident, sensual, assertive woman now. It's like I can think clearly Patrick. This technology you have created will make you so rich. You just need the right guidance to help realise the full potential."

Turning to the console she activated it and entering the password began to program.

"Hey, how do you know my password? What are you doing?"

Linda ignored Patrick. She had a taste for the power of her clone-body now and she wanted more. A wicked smile on her face she began to program a new body - an even better body.

She set up the filter to strip away even more of her goody-goody personality whilst she worked on the body. Bigger tits, sexier hair - a sluttier face. She felt wet at the thought of how hot she could make her clone-self using this techology.

"Linda! What are you doing? Stop it - those changes are obscene. You can't make your tits that big!"

Linda laughed. "Yes I can, and you're going to help me. I'm going to climb inside and I want you to activate the machine and help me get even sexier. I want to become even hotter Patrick. I'm going to jump back into my old body and when I swap back, I'm going to be a Goddess."

"No Linda, this is wrong."

Linda grinned and walking over, she grabbed Patrick's crotch and squeezed enticingly. "What's wrong is not using this delicious power to make ourselves hot. You can use the same power Patrick. Upgrade your body, give yourself a big dick and a better body. You have no idea how good this feels."

Sinking to her knees, Linda giggled as she unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. "Not that you need it. This is a nice cock. But think how hot it would be if I was an even bigger slut sucking it."

Patrick groaned as his horny mother-in-law engulfed his dick in her younger mouth and began to suck. She expertly played with his balls, sucking and slurping till with a shuddering gasp he began to cum.

"Mmmmmh, this is only the start baby - just you wait and see what's next."

Patrick just groaned feebly, he was hers now and he knew it.

*******

Linda screamed in ecstasy as she felt the transfer process activate and her mind was split apart. All the parts of herself that she was most coming to enjoy - the evil, bitchy, dominant parts was transported to her new waiting body.

The rest - the guilt... the insecurity, the feeble love for others was left in her old body.

New Linda felt herself filling her waiting body up. It's modifications in the tank were complete - modifications she had carefully specified.

"Mmmmmmh fuck yesssss", she hissed as she wiggled her manicured fingers and slowly sat up. Her hair was now a glossy black wave and her huge tits hung on her chest.

Linda reached down to touch her waxed pussy - it was tighter and more sensitive... ready for big cock. She laughed as she hefted her massive new tits and sliding out of the tank stood naked and unashamed. She was taller, fitter, stronger and sexier now. Her clone body had curves in ALL the right places.

"Oh my God," whimpered Patrick as he saw the naked Goddess in front of him.

"Mmmmmh, I told you that you'd like my body. Come here and fuck me." She bent over the tank enticingly, her large ass now in the air as she wiggled it for him and sighed in horny frustration.

"My daughter is nothing compared to me now. Come fuck a real woman."

Patrick knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help himself as he slid his dick inside his Mother-in-law. Her pussy gripped his cock so tight and he groaned in ecstasy as he fucked her - her big tits in his hands as he pounded her doggy.

"Yes Patrick - fuck meeee. I'm such a bitch. Fuck me harder. Take me!"

"Ohhhh Linda, you're so tight... ohhh fuck..."

"Mmmmh, don't call me Linda anymore. From now on I am Lia. I want to be even more evil Patrick. I'm going to use your machine to make myself even hotter and more evil. I want to be a fucking Dark Goddess. Now cum inside me, you're mine now and Tina is nothing."

Patrick screamed her name as he began to cum.

He belonged to Goddess Lia now.

*****

Rising up out of her suspension tank - Goddess Lia sighed in satisfaction as she reviewed the latest changes. Bigger tits and doll-like features were definitely the way to go. Her clone body became better and sluttier with each adjustment. She loved corrupting herself.

In the tank next to her Patrick's clone body was also transforming. She'd helped him select the body she preferred... black, muscled, big cocked. Soon Patrick would cease to exist and her lover Ricky would be by her side... permanently.

Patrick had explained how the clone bodies were immortal. He'd still had some moral objections to her plans, till she'd forced him to swap into his new form and used the mind filter to strip him of all his morality too.

Now he was just as evil as she was and seemed to enjoy it too. Of course, she'd made sure that she would always be the most powerful of the two of them - ensuring that his lust for her would keep him under control.

Dressed in maid's outfits, both Tina, Patrick and her old body were now pathetically scrubbing the floor. It amused Lia to see how weak and fragile her old self was. She loved to see the parts of her personality she had rid herself now trapped forever in a decaying form. Her new body was SO much better,

With a hiss the tank next to her also began to open. Goddess Lia smiled as her lover emerged, his big dick already hard for her.

She moaned as he slid his cock deep inside and they began to fuck in front of their lessers. Self-improvement really was so fucking hot.

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The Chamber

"As my star pupil, I knew you would love spending time with me in 'The Chamber.' I've been working on this project for my entire adult career, and it's finally ready."

"Sounds amazing, Ms. Hannah. Why do we need these mirrored sunglasses?"

"They're goggles, actually, Darla. They will protect us from any excess exposure to the crystal rays. You see the mirrors concentrate the effect of the crystals and amplify them. We should get a nice cognitive boost from this treatment. But unfortunately, the light will be too bright to look at directly. So we need some protection."

"Oh, that makes perfect sense to me."

"Right. So, Darla, are you ready to become the smartest student in the state?"

"Gosh, I'm so excited, I have goosebumps!"

"Here goes nothing... 3, 2, 1."

"Uggghh, it's so bright, I can feel the rays penetrating my body."

"Something's wron... oh no, I've miscalculated a variable. Everything's... changing!"

"Yesssss, perfect. Come for me, crystal beams! Burn my goodness out. Turn me into a total evil bitch."

"Darla! No! Look away... why are you taking off your goggles?!"

"Yesssss, take me. Remake me. Remold me!!"

"Darla! Stop! No! I need these googles to ... to protec... oh fuck, yesss. It feels so good. So perfect."

"I knew you'd come around, Bex - that's it you're Bex now. Not Rebecca or dowdy Ms. Hannah. Mmmf, with the power of the crystals bonded to us, we will rule this entire town. How soon can we recharge the crystal emitter?"

"I have some ideas to speed it up."

"Good. We need an entire clique of bitchy proteges to help us run our new town."

"Yes Darla. Yes, you're so right."

"I know Bex. Now what are your ideas for extracting more power from the emitter?"

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AUNTIE-PATRIACHY

Josh hated what was happening to him. The conditons of the Anti-Patriachy Act meant that like him, every eighteen year old boy in the country was currently mandated by law to swap bodies with a woman for at least four hours a day, but in his case - things were not going well.

Boys would usually be assigned someone in their family - but not a direct relation if possible. After six weeks of the program they would have a good understanding of living as a woman and be less likely to display patriachial or misogynistic behaviour. As everyone swapped at different times - their female relative would also get an opportunity to interact with their friends and call out unacceptable behaviour.

For Josh though - this meant becoming his evil Aunt Aletta. She wasn't like the women his friends were swapping with. Aletta was fake and plastic. Giant slutty titties hung from her chest, her pumped up lips were always coated in shiny lip gloss and her tight shaven pussy was always wet for big cock.

She was an evil, slutty, bimbo bitch who only cared about her own selfish pleasures. Her body was pampered and corrupted into a pleasure dolls. She lived in a vast mansion with an ultra-feminine life-style served by a cuck husband and an army of lovers.

Despite her addictive evil lifestyle, she actually loved swapping bodies with Josh. He was young, handsome and strong and to his horror, she spent her time as him seducing his female classmates and fucking them.

"Stop being such a pussy Josh," she grinned as they began another swapping session. "I never agreed with this dumb act in the first place - but now they're making us swap I'm enjoying it. You and I can have a lot of fun as each other. Most men your age are pathetic weaklings thanks to this bullshit. The girls your age are desperate for a good fucking and your body makes their pussies wet."

"Auntie - you can't say that kind of thing," gasped Josh adjusting his big tits uncomfortably in Aletta's too small clothing. "You're making my friends act worse and encouraging my female friends to be spoiled slutty bitches. You gotta stop."

Aletta laughed. "Corrupting your friends to go against the act is fun. I love showing girls the pleasure of using men to get what they want and turning your friends into hot bullying studs. By the time we finish this program, they'll be mean alpha bullies and you'll have no choice but to act like them or be ostracised. Now I'm going over to the head cheerleaders house to fuck her brains out and convince Ashley she should show more cleavage and use it to manipulate boys."

Josh knew he was supposed to report his Aunt for this kind of behaviour - but how could he? He didn't want to get them both into trouble.

It was also kind of... hot.

In the times he returned to his body he now found the other boys were all following his lead and the girls at school all wanted him. He was a stud now and his big dick felt good as he stroked it and imagined it inside all the hottest sluts at school who his Aunt was corrupting to be like her.

One day - Ashley even gave him a blowjob at school and as he fucked her face and pumped cum down her eager throat he had felt a surge of power and dominance that had really turned him on.

The bodyswapping wasn't meant to make you MORE patriachial and evil - but Aletta's interference was doing just that.

Meanwhile Josh wondered whether he could do the opposite to his aunt and make her act nicer when he had control of her life.

Her plastic big titted body DID feel fucking good. He began to look forward to getting inside. His friends were jealous of his big slutty tits and rich lifestyle.

Donald - Aletta's husband was a weak pathetic cuck. On his Aunt's advice he had Donald eat his pussy out and soon Josh came to enjoy the subservient losers eagerness to please his Mistress.

Far from make Aletta nicer - Josh began to enjoy the evil power being his Aunt gave him. As he played with his big fake tits and pumped a dildo in and out of his tight gripping cunt - Josh began to fall in love with being an evil slut.

He began to dress in his Aunt's nastiest outfits and embraced her ultra-feminine life. Dressing in tight latex catsuits and boots whilst having long slutty acyrillic nails felt so right. Nail bars, cocktails with the girls and sex games became the norm. He was a rich bitch and he loved it.

Soon Josh had begun to suck cock just as good as Ashley at school and before long he became accustomed to having two cocks at once. The bigger the better and it just made the pleasure more intense if Donald had to watch.

"Yesssss I'm such a fucking bitch," grunted Josh as he was fucked and had his hair pulled by his lover as Donald watched miserably in the corner. "Mmmmh I want MORE!"

His giant tits swung up and down as he was pounded doggy-style and Josh loved how they felt as he took dick like a champ. Swapping with his aunt was the BEST.

At his Aunt's suggestion - Josh began to fuck his friends from school - helping Aletta with her corruption goals. As he moaned and grunted in pleasure as two of his friends spit roasted his horny body and slapped his big ass, she would jerk off in the corner.

"See Nephew, doesn't it feel good to be fucking evil and powerful? Pleasure and sex are all that matters. I love seeing you become a whore just like me."

Day by day Josh's morals and priorities shifted. He was soon just as evil and corrupt as his Aunt. Whether he was fucking the increasingly slutty girls from school or taking multiple cocks from his bullying friends - he was in Heaven.

Finally the program was complete. After six weeks of swapping Josh was now a swaggering, cocky bully who loved to fuck spoiled bratty Alpha bitches and help them cheat on their pussy boyfriends. His time as his Aunt had taught him SO much.

"Thanks Auntie," he grinned. "I'm gonna miss those big tits and the feel of three men inside me, but having that slut Ashley or her friend Chloe's tight pussy on the end of my cock will make up for it."

"You're welcome Nephew," purred Aletta happy to be back in her body. "You're lucky you swapped with a real woman. I'm so glad I was able to make you into a real man."

Aletta's personal anti-patriachy program was complete and a total success... Josh was a bully now and she had only learned to be even more evil...

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NOT PART OF THE EQUATION

Beckie had never felt so fucking turned on and powerful as she did right now. Her perfect new body felt so horny - she was impossibly beautiful, she looked more like some dream Goddess than a real woman and she loved it.

The equation had helped turn her from dweeby Rebecca into her new and more powerful form. Now she was perfect and she had diminished anyone else who could get in her way, all thanks to her skill at using the equation.

Not that she had invented the equation... the all powerful equation had been created by her best-friend Laura. It was just a shame that Laura had not been strong enough to realise the full potential of what she had discovered.

It was Laura who had translated the mathematical formulae from the old text book they'd found in the library. It was Laura who had discovered the pleasing symmetry of the equation, how it was possible to move reality about with the precision of a few well placed mathematical operators.

Beckie still remembered how turned on she had felt when she had grabbed the pen from Laura and having been taught the equation herself made use of it for the first time.

"Hey what are you doing?" gasped Laura in alarm as Beckie had written, Rebecca Jones boobs > Emily Grey's boobs.

"Relax," grinned Beckie. "We can use this equation to finally have our revenge on our bullies. It's just an added bonus that to make the equation balance out, we get to keep whatever we take from them."

Emily had the biggest tits at school, but she would no longer as the equation began rebalancing. It reduced Emily's tits and made Rebecca's bigger - ensuring that she was greater in tit-mass than her victim.

Beckie groaned as her flat chest began to swell and grow with Emily's stolen breast flesh. Her buttons popped and her bra ripped as her tits swelled up, bigger and bigger. She now had cleavage for the first time in her life and she liked how it felt. She giggled pushing her tits out proudly. "Oh fuck yeah, that feels great."

"No Rebecca," gasped Laura in shock. "I don't think we should use this equation to try and get our own back on people... it seems like a bad idea. Please don't do that again. It could be dangerous."

Beckie had just laughed and advanced on her friend, using her massive new tits to passively intimidate her. "Of course babe - I'll be careful, but there are a few more attributes that should be redistributed. If you don't want them - I'll take them instead."

Slipping the book into her satchel she had turned and headed home, her head spinning with the possibilities.

*****

The next day at school Laura had gasped as the clip-clop of high heels had rung through the halls and the bitchiest, sluttiest, most beautiful girl she had ever seen strode confidently down the corridors.

Beckie had taken it all. She'd drained every bully - not just of their physical beauty, but their personalities and confidence as well. Beckie was now a Goddess - the combined power of every bitch from school flowed through her body. She was now the perfect expression of every spoiled girl, every bully. She had become truly evil and hot.

"Oh hey loser," Beckie had purred as she'd seen her former friend. "Maybe you were right about the equation - perhaps it is dangerous to take so much, I think I ended up as a bit of a bitch. The good news is though that soon you'll be too dumb to care. I'm going to use the equation to suck out all your intelligence and leave you as my dumb little slave."

Laura had just grinned.

"I knew you'd be too eager to use the equation and end up corrupting yourself," she smirked. "You always did lack self-control Beckie. Which is why I prepared this little trap. If you look at the equation you have used, it only balances out one way. Everything has to transfer over to me. I get to become Beckie - queen of the school and you end up as a nobody loser with no memory of these events."

The satisfied grin fell off Beckie's face as she looked down at her pages of equations and realised Laura was not lying. With a laugh of triumph, Laura spread her arms wide and moaned as she took everything from Beckie - including her identity.

Laura gasped as she grew taller, her tits swelled out and her features became Beckie's. Her tight new pussy tingled as her designer dress formed around her and the new Queen wiggled her pedicured toes inside their high heels.

The dumb and amnesiac Laura had staggered away with no memory of who she really was and what had just happened whilst Beckie strode away to begin her life as a bully and a bitch.

"Sorry loser," purred the new Beckie, "But you're not part of this equation after all..."

[jade-diaz]

Echoes

Belinda felt like such a baddie as she strutted next to her identical twin Bella. They had been invited to the hottest club opening personally and they were getting a fat appearance fee. Their bodies throbbed with the pumping relentless bass pounding into the crowd and they looked out over the assembled crowd below like two Queens surveying their domains. The place was packed; the appearance fee was well worth it to the club owner.

Bella stood off to one side, looking vaguely annoyed with her twin. She had chosen a shiny wet-look candy red sheath and pulled her hair up into a top knot. She looked every inch the regal monarch. Next to her was Belinda, wrapped in a clingy silver dress. Her hair was pulled back into a sleek modern style. She couldn't wait until this event was over and the promoter would give them both giant stacks of hundred dollar bills.

After two hours, they had fulfilled their end of the promotion. They had even done a meet and greet with some high dollar VIP tables, but now they were safely in the back of a limo speeding them to their four star luxury hotel.

"I can't believe this!" gushed Belinda. "What do you mean?" asked the other, sipping from a $8 bottle of water they had made the club provide. "This... this," she murmured in reply, gesturing around the limo, to themselves. "Why are you so easily impressed? This is the least we deserve." Belinda glanced over and lifted one delicate shoulder with a half frown. "Why are you so grouchy?"

"Because, Benny you are a fake. An imposter." Bella narrowed her eyes and held eye contact. Belinda flinched away from the accusation. "That's not my name any more," she murmured with a sigh. "Do we really have to rehash this?"

"Apparently you think you're my equal. But you're not. You are just a copy. A pale imitation of me. You look like me, you sound like me, but your attitude? So weak. So little dick energy. You're a total fraud and so far you never remember who really matters."

"Why are you being such a bitch?!" Belinda frowned. "I can't change back. You know that. I'm just trying to make the best of the situation."

Bella snorted. "You made this happen, you idiot. You and your mad science. Oh Bella, I need a small blood sample for this project. Stupid me, I let you take it. Now look where we are."

"But we're such a good team! We're making lots of money, we are racking up followers on Insta and our fan sites. You've never lived better!"

"Never forget this: you're an echo of me, and that's all you're every going to be. Everything you have is because of me. So from now on, I'm in charge and I'll be managing all of the money. You will get a small allowance. Otherwise, you will do and wear and act exactly how I tell you."

"Yes Bella."

"Yes, Goddess, you mean."

Belinda looked broken and lowered her head. "Yes Goddess," she murmured.

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GOING DEEPER

"Come on nerd, you're meant to be smart," sneered Mia, impatiently tapping her long acyrllic nails against the desk. She leaned forward threateningly. "Fix my fucking skin ray rod and hurry up."

Sarah gulped and turned back to the twisted mess of wires sticking out of the strange wandlike machine she held in her hands. Where her bratty Asian bully Mia had acquired such an object she had no idea, but she didn't dare ask.

"Make it work again and I won't bully you for a few weeks. Isn't that worth it bitch?"

Of course... Mia was lying. As soon as Sarah had fixed the rod - Mia was going to blast her with it and wear the little dweeb for a few days. She would generate more than enough blackmail material to ensure the loser was fully under her power. Having her own private repair and homework service would be useful.

One blast of the rod and anyone could be turned into a wearable skin. It allowed perfect access to memory and flawless impersonation of the victim. Another blast would turn them back to normal... except now the damn thing had stopped working.

Sarah squealed as the rod suddenly sparked and a beam of light blasted out. It struck her mirror and she screamed as it ricocheted around the room. She ducked and the beam JUST missed her head. "That was close," she gasped turning round to speak to Mia.

But Mia was gone... or at least the surprised looking pile of flesh within her clothes looked like Mia, but she was no longer able to move or speak.

"Oh no," squealed Sarah as the device in her hand suddenly sparked and she tossed it into the fire bucket full of sand she'd put to one side just in case. The rod burst into flames and she desperately stamped them out, hearing circuits crunch and components snap.

In moments it was over and the rod was a ruined mess of twisted metal - totally unrepairable. Smoke was rising from the bucket and moments later the firealarm went off.

"What on Earth is happening in here?" coughed Janice, Sarah's kindly Mom as she pushed open the door.

She gawped at the empty skin on the bed and her teary daughter. "You better tell me everything."

*******

Comforting her daughter Janice held the now cool ruin of the rod. "So this is completely broken? Well - in that case you need to find out where Mia got it from originally."

"But how Mom? Without the rod we can't turn her back, and when her rich parents find out she's missing they'll get the police involved. I'll be arrested for murder!"

"But Mia isn't dead right? If we can get another rod we can zap her back to normal. We just need to access her memories right? Well - why don't I put her on and then I can search her mind for answers."

Sarah hesistated. Something about her Mom climbing into the body of her bitchy bully felt wrong but she guessed she had no choice.

"Okay, but be careful."

Janice took off her clothes and picked up Mia's skin. It should have been impossibly tight and small for her much larger middle aged body to fit inside - but the skin was stretchy and once it snapped tight - it began to squeeze and reduce Janice's body until she was somehow the same dimensions as Mia.

Smooth tanned skin replaced aging flesh as Janice struggled into the suit. "Oh my goodness," groaned Janice as Mia's tighter younger pussy snapped into place over her own and Mia's perfect bottom tingled pleasantly. She hadn't realised putting on the skin would actually feel this good.

A feeling of youth and power was flowing into Janice and as she pushed her hands into Mia's arms, she wiggled her manicured fingers and admired how hot they looked.

Mia's breasts were smaller, but they were perter and in proportion to her tiny body they looked plenty big. Janice groaned in pleasure as she pulled them up and then grabbing Mia's bitchy face pulled it over her own.

She felt soft pink lips merge with her own as the skin snapped fully tight around her and the seam merged together invisibly. The skin tightened and all sensations of her own body faded as she now fully inhabited Mia's tight young body. The transformation was complete.

"Wow... you look just like her..." breathed Sarah slightly fearfully.

"I feel AMAZING," grinned Janice - her voice now bratty and condescending. She turned in the mirror admiring the flexible tautness of her body and her perfectly toned physique. Every ache and pain from her forty year old body was gone, she felt lighter... stronger... more confident.

"Can you remember where she got the rod?"

Janice squeezed Mia's eyes shut... but her memories were a fog. She could remember some things, especially recent ones.

Like how I was gonna take total advantage of that fucking loser Sarah. What a pathetic sadsack she is.

Janice gasped. The flavour of Mia's memories were vile and toxic - yet somehow enticing and addictive. Hearing her own thoughts echo with such meaness sent a thrill of exhiliration through her. She decided not to tell Sarah what Mia had had planned for her, there was no reason to upset her.

Older memories though were proving harder to pin down. It was like Mia's mind was resisting hers... or she wasnt enough in tune with it yet to fully understand those thoughts.

"I think I need longer inside her," mused Janice. "It's still very confusing. I'll spend the night as Mia and hopefully by tomorrow I'll know more."

"What do you mean? Who is going to cook dinner and look after us then? Are you staying over as Mia?"

Janice felt an uncharacteristic flash of annoyance and the words came out before she could stop them. "Of course not you fucking dummy - I'm going back to Mia's house and you can sort your own dinner. Tell your father I went out and won't be back for a few days."

Gawd, she's so fucking dumb even if she is a nerd. What a loser.

Janice groaned as a feeling of pleasure pulsed through her. It was like Mia's skin was approving of her outburst and rewarding her. Accepting her.

New memories swam into focus and Janice suddenly understood. The skin was fighting her - recognising that she was alien, but the more like Mia she acted - the more it would accept her and allow her to think and feel just like Mia.

She decided to keep that secret from Sarah too. There was no reason she had to know everything.

Turning to the bed and ignoring the look of anger on Sarah's face Janice began to dress in Mia's clothes. She would never have worn an outfit like this before - it barely covered her body and was little more than a few pieces of material that somehow prevented Mia from being completely nude. With a giggle she slid in the sexy belly button ring that had come lose when Mia deflated. This was all kind of... fun.

"Awwwww don't pout," laughed Janice mockingly as she saw Sarah was still angry. "I'm just being in character. Look I'll find out where to get a new rod and then we'll put everything back to how it used to be. Don't worry."

Grabbing Mia's handbag and iphone, she slid her feet into the bullies high heeled shoes and clopped out of the room like she really was Mia.

*******

Janice had worried that Mia's parents would notice something was wrong, but she needn't have concerned herself.

"Hello Princess," smiled Mia's doting father doing the dishes still in his work tie, as her Mother drank a cocktail and had her personal manicurist work on her fingers.

Mia's memories told Janice that her Mom was a rich trophy wife and her Dad owned his own businesses. In the outside world he was a powerful dominant business man, but at home he was enslaved to his trophy wife and bratty daughter. Mia and her Mommy got whatever they wanted and never had to lift a finger.

It was no wonder she'd grown up to be a spoiled bully.

Walking into Mia's bedroom, Janice was surprised how tidy it was. Then she remembered they had a maid. Mia usually just threw her clothes on the floor and left them for someone else to tidy up. She was used to being waited on.

I'm just better than other people. This is what I deserve.

Janice opened drawers of neatly folded panties and bras. Mia had a personal stylist and beautician and there was a bewildering array of different colours and styles. Clothing racks loaded with dresses, skirts, pantsuits and blouses were stacked up against one wall, where a cubby system held hundreds of pairs of shoes.

A pair of cat ear headphones hung from a pink gaming chair in the corner, a professional microphone and lighting rig testsment to Mia's growing popularity as a streamer and e-girl.

A locked white cabinet stood in the corner. Walking over Janice remembered where Mia hid the key and unlocking it gasped at what was inside.

Sex toys of every colour, size and variety stood carefully arranged on the shelves inside. Suction dildos, vibrators, wands and even strap ons. Handcuffs, chains, whips and masks completed the set. There were two harddrives inside as well and Janice gasped as Mia's memories told her they were full of the amateur sex films she'd made with both boys and girls.

"Holy shit, she's only eighteen, this is crazy," gasped Janice - also incredibly turned on by what she was seeing.

She reached out and picked up a big black dildo as long as Mia's arm and gulped as a memory of having it deep inside her flashed up.

What's the matter bitch - can't take a little length?

Janice gasped. This was more than a memory - it was like Mia's mind was... talking to her. It didn't feel conscious - more like her memories and thoughts were trying to crowd into her own mind and make her think like they did. In the same way that Mia's body was beginning to accept Janice, so was her mind. The more like Mia she thought, the closer the union would become.

Janice put down the black dildo and her hand grabbed a well worn magic wand.

This is my favourite toy. I love how it makes me squirt.

The memory no longer felt like Mia's. It felt like hers. She could remember the touch and feel of the wand perfectly. She could remember it like it was her own memory. It was overwhelming.

Fuck I'm horny. I should play with myself

Lying on the bed Janice tore off her clothes and smiling began to play with herself. She felt so fucking hot young and bitchy. Switching on the wand, she felt it buzz into life and she brought it down to her shaved pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk."

My clit is super sensitive today... doesn't it feel so deliciously nasty to play with myself. I'm such a fucking bitch.

Janice groaned and gripped the sheets with her spare hand. Her eyes rolled up in pleasure and she bit a pink lip. She hadn't ever felt this aroused and simulated.

I'm definitely going to squirt - ohhhhh fuck this feels so fucking good.

Janice grinned as she relaxed and let her bonding with Mia grow stronger and stronger. She loved how this felt. She could feel herself melting deeper and deeper into Mia's memories and desires.

Doesn't it feel so good to be a brat? I love being a bitch.

Mia's wicked memories began to flood Janice's mind and she groaned as she got even more turned on by the most evil and depraved thoughts her new body was giving her.

She embraced it totally - imagining herself as Mia, bullying nerds and acting like a spoiled bitch. It would all feel so good.

More memories flooded her mind... her skin felt more perfect, tighter and more comfortable. Her head span...

What the fuck are all these pathetic memories about being a Mom? I should drive them out so there's more room to be a bitch.

Janice drove the wand down harder on her clit and screamed in pleasure. "Yesssss I'm a bitch, I'm Mia and I'm a fucking bitch."

Memories were slipping out of her head now - useless pathetic memories about being a Mom and caring for Sarah.

Sarah is a fucking loser and I can't wait to bully her. I am a fucking Goddess and my name is MIAAAAAAA!

"Yesssss oh fuck yesssss!"

Janice screamed as she began to cum. Hot juices erupted as she squirted for the first time in her life. She squealed and moaned, wave after wave of pleasure pulsing through her body.

Janice? No... she was no longer Janice.

She was Mia now and it felt so fucking good.

**************

Mia smiled as Sarah hugged her and she walked into the house with her.

"Im sorry darling," purred Mia acting how she thought Sarah's pathetic Mom might act, "I still can't access her memories. I have no idea where she got the rod."

"It's okay Mom," sighed Sarah as she shut the door and walked forwards.

She screamed as the beam hit her directly in the back.

"Hahaha," laughed Mia as she watched Sarah collapse and deflate into an empty skin. "I can't believe you fell for that loser."

Hanging her former daughter on a coat hanger, Mia giggled as she hung Sarah on the back of the door and used a coat to cover most of her up.

"Sorry nerd but your Mommy is all gone. But we can still have fun together. Now I have all of Mia's memories I know exactly where she got the rod from and getting a new one was easy. Why don't you hang there and watch what happens next?"

There was a knock at the door and Mia grinned as she went to answer it. Bobby, the boy Sarah had a crush on was standing there.

"Mia - what the hell are you doing here? I thought Sarah asked me over."

"Don't worry Bobby. Sarah and I are friends now. She told me to keep you entertained whilst we wait for her to turn up. Come in..."

Bobby followed her into the house - his eyes rivetted to her ass.

********

Trapped as an empty living skin Sarah wordlessly screamed as she watched Bobby's strong hands on Mia's bitchy hips. He was pounding her hard, making her groan with every thrust.

"Fuck you're so tight Mia. I can't believe I'm fucking the hottest girl in school. You won't tell Sarah right."

Mia grinned and tossed her hair back.

"Don't worry about that bitch Bobby. Grab my hair and fuck the shit out of me. I'll even let you cum in me."

Bobby groaned and pounded Mia harder - grabbing her hair.

"Yessss that's it. Go deeper... deeper."

And throughout it all Sarah couldn't but help watch every second as she silently screamed and prayed Mia would turn her back to normal.

[jade-diaz]

LUBE TUBE

I laughed as I rubbed my cock with the magic lube the witch had sold me and watched it absorb into all eight inches. I was already hard at the thought of what I was going to do tonight and the lube felt good as it sent throbs of pleasure crackling through my dick.

Zipping up my pants, I grabbed my bag and taking a last look around my room grinned and left the envelope with the fake suicide note in, on the table. I couldn't say I would miss this place much. My Dad had walked out years ago and my Mom was a washed out drunkard who had beaten me as a child. My disappearance would be investigated, but they would never find anything. Then I'd finally be forgotten about, which was fine with me.

Maybe my upbringing was why I'd grown up to be such a bastard. I knew that I was - but at the same time, it was hardly my fault that the world was full of so many pathetic people. The only thing that mattered in this life was to get what you wanted - and tonight I was going to take exactly what I wanted.

My biggest victim at school was the nerdiest kid. His family were super rich, but he was a total dweeb. I bullied him constantly - but really... it was his Mom that interested me.

Rebecca was 39 years old and still absolutely stunning. She was also rich, bored and unfaithful. She and I had been fucking for weeks now and I loved the filthy slut. I knew she was using me... she couldn't get enough of my big cock now, but soon she would throw me away like all the rest.

I had found a trail of discarded men - eaten up by Rebecca's tight pussy, then tossed away like garbage when the next man came along. I was not going to be one of them.

Her big tits, soft creamy flesh, expensive lingerie and promiscuous attitude all drove me just as wild as it had them - but I was playing a longer game. I wanted more and I was going to take it.

I got to the hotel we had agreed on and I found Rebecca waiting for me in the bedroom. She smelt of expensive perfume and her nails were freshly painted red. Her perfect tits were encased in red - a tight bodystocking showing off her feminine curves.

"Hi stud," she grinned uncrossing her nylon encased legs to show she was wearing sexy black heels. "What took you so long?"

Grinning, I slid off my trousers and revealed my throbbing cock. "I had to stop to beat the shit out of your son."

She laughed. "Liar, he's away at camp - but you know how fucking wet it makes me to hear about you abusing him."

Rebecca was some sort of freaky bitch. She actually got turned on by me tormenting her weakling son and we often used it as foreplay. I would tell her about thrashing him to an inch of his life whilst she played with herself. She would moan and orgasm... her shaven pussy dripping wet and then I would fuck her hard. It was so fucking hot.

Jumping up on the bed, Rebecca slid down her panties and revealed her pussy. I fucking loved her pussy. In fact I loved everything about Rebecca.

She was a sex addict... an evil heartless bitch and a manipulative slut. She had it all, money... power... sophistication. That's why I had chosen her.

My cock was rock hard as she spread her legs wide for me and I saw her tight shaven pussy glistening. She rubbed her clit, groaning as she bent her knees to put both high heeled feet on the bed. She was ready. "Come fuck me baby."

"One second." I grabbed my bag and pulling out the lube squeezed more onto my cock till the entire tube was empty.

"You don't need that baby," tutted Rebecca, "I'm fucking dripping for you. I want that cock inside me now."

Grinning I tore off my clothes and mounted the bed. Rebecca groaned as I grabbed her tits and yanked down the cups of her bodystocking. I reached down and sucked on the nipples of her big fleshy globes. She really did have the most perfect breasts.

Rebecca gasped like a needy slut as I positioned my cock outside her cunt, then with a grunt pushed my way inside. I felt her pussy stretch to accomodate my girth and she cried out in pleasure.

"Ohhhh fuck, you're so big baby! Yes fuck me!"

I started to push in and out of Rebecca, grabbing her legs for purchase and pulling her towards me. I began to increase my pace, pounding into her with slow wet slaps. With every thrust my cock went deeper and deeper into her.

"Mmmmmh here we go," I gasped as I felt a delicious warmth suddenly flood my crotch. My cock tingled and went numb and I groaned in ecstasy as I felt the magic start to take effect.

"Wh... what's happening baby? It feels strange," moaned Rebecca as I felt the magic working.

I just grinned and pumped harder... pulling myself deeper and deeper INTO Rebecca.

With a wet sucking sound I began to sink into her and I groaned at how good it felt.

"Ohhhhh my God baby... you're so deep inside me. It feels like you're becoming PART of me."

That's because I was.

Rebecca groaned her eyes rolling back as I leaned forward and pushed deeper and deeper into her. I grabbed her arms and felt my hands merging with hers... my chest melting into hers. I quickly pushed my head down to kiss her - then moments later I was sinking into her, BECOMING her.

This is what I had always wanted - the power to become Rebecca... to possess her body and be the hot evil bitch she was. It felt so fucking good.

For a moment I was disoriented- then sensation returned.

I was on my own, lying on the bed with no panties on. My bodystocking was pulled down and my big tits exposed to the air. I put my hands up to my face and giggled as I saw red painted nails. It had worked. I hade become Rebecca.

"Mmmmh, ohhhh fuck," I gasped reaching down to my freshly fucked pussy. My skin felt soft and smooth, my body curvy and perfect at last. Sliding off the bed it took me a moment to catch my balance in my new high heels. I popped my breasts back into my lingerie and tossed back my hair the way I'd seen Rebecca do it a hundred times.

I grinned with her perfect white smile. I was no longer the nobody bully - I was now a hot MILF bitch and I was going to enjoy cucking my husband and bullying my weakling son.

Sitting on the bed so I could see the mirror I slid my manicured fingers into my tight pussy and began to play with myself.

"Ohhhh fuck yes, MY pussy feels so good. I can't wait to find out how it feels to get fucked. Don't worry Rebecca - I'm going to live your life and I'm going to be even better at it than you were."

I had always wanted to be a bitch - and now I was.

[jade-diaz]

Custom Ordered

Brian looked at his fraternal twin who was in the same face-down, ass-up posture he was in. They were wearing matching thigh highs and had identical jeweled plugs in their pretty bottoms. He tried to make eye contact with Liz but she wouldn't meet his gaze. She knew - as did Brian - that any authorized gestures or speaking would bring a minimum of ten hard welt raising paddle swats from their governess.

Madam "G" - they all had alphabetical designations Brian had come to learn - informed them both that they were being bimboified six - was it longer? - weeks ago and without any further explanation or ceremony jabbed a needle into both of them. Brian wasn't sure what was in his weekly injections, but he had noticed that his skin was changing, his hips flaring, and his body hair - the hair that remained after his weekly laser sessions were dramatically reduced. Lately, his breasts had started to bud, his nipples itchy and extended when he got aroused. Like now.

He knew it almost time for what he'd started calling SissyVision. He was taken blindfolded into a room. Placed into an exam chair, goggles with built in headphones fitted over his head and then he was forced? to watch sissy porn with a light overlayed soundtrack of girly pop music pumped into his ears. He could feel - but not see - some kind of apparatus was placed over his little clitty and even though it felt so good, and he was getting more and more aroused by the sights and sounds of sissy servitude with every passing week he never could quite manage to orgasm. Every so often. sometimes during the musical interludes between porn rolls, he wondered what kind of treatments his sister was getting.

They had both fought. At first. In a small 6 x 6 cell with only a door and no windows, they screamed and shouted and tried to hold up each other's spirits. But after 10 days of no food except a water ration, no toilet, and nightly klaxon alarms and strong klieg lights interrupting their sleep, they were too physically and mentally exhausted to put up much resistance. After 24 hours of calm, they were blindfolded and taken to a new area, a modern looking bedroom, where they had been housed ever since.

Infractions were dealt with swiftly and consistently. Through a short process of trial and error, Liz and Brian had discovered that if they were obedient and pliant, it was not too hard to endure the treatments, get fed and take care of their bodily needs. A month? in they had started to look forward to Madam G's somewhat perfunctory visits to inspect them while writing notes on a tablet device she carried.

"I have been instructed by my superiors to inform you this is the last week you will enjoy without chastity, Brianna. Sissies are never to be at liberty with their clitties. They are always safely locked away unless they are given explicit permission." Madam G told us this one day. Liz looked at me for a moment and then at Madam G. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I had the distinct impression that my own sister was pleased at this. It was eating me up - my own sister! - and I couldn't ask her or question her, or convince her she was wrong to feel that way about this. "You both have quite a bit more training to complete. You are almost through your induction. Then if you are well behaved, you will advance to modifications, and finally we will rebuild you so you will perfectly suit your orders."

"Orders?" I blurted out, clapping my hand over my mouth.

"Yes, Brianna. You will become a beautiful sissy bimbo bottom. And your sister will mirror you physically except for your little locked up clitty. Of course, your order specifies that your sister will top you and the rest of His sissy stable, while being his perfect little fuck trophy wife." I don't know why but just hearing this made my little clitty hard. I wonder when we will be finished?

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[jade-diaz]

Squeezing in, again

(An unofficial sequel to Evie's original Squeezing in story)

"Ew, gross! What the hell are you doing next to my locker again, Ronnie? I told you, this is a dork free zone."

"I know, I know, but the vice principal thought I might be less bullied if he moved my locker to the girl's side."

"Less bullied?! Ha, fat chance. But this is a perfect. You can do all my homework. Come over to my house tonight so I can give you my assignments."

"Y-ya, sure thing, Vanessa." Ronnie knew Vanessa was one of the meanest girls at school and if he didn't do it, she would turn his life into a living hell.

That night, Ronnie turned his beat up car into the long, elegant driveway that lead to Vanessa's enormous house. Not only was she popular and beautiful, but her parents were super rich. A maid answered the door and Ronnie wondered what it would be like to be as pampered and spoiled as he was shown to Vanessa's room.

"Come in, dork." Vanessa was standing in front of him wearing the clingiest, shiniest pair of pink PVC pants and top. She looked at Ronnie like a cat sizing up a bird. He instinctively stepped back, cringing at her minute inspection. "He's here, Kyler."

Kyler? She's the biggest bitch at school. What are they doing?! he wondered. Why can't she just give me her assignments and let me go?

"He'll do Van. Go for brains first. That's what I did. Of course, I've merged a lot more than you, but I can't wait for you to get to my level, babe." Vanessa smiled at Kyler and then turned to look at Ronnie coldly. "Take off all your clothes, loser. You're not going to need them."

"What?!!"

"Take off your clothes. All of them. I'm not going to tell you again." Ronnie gasped and looked between the girls in a panic. He halfheartedly started to lift up his shirt, when Vanessa grabbed his face and stared him down. "You're one of the smartest people I know and I know you are tired of being bullied. So I'm going to fix both our problems."

"B-but how?"

"You're going to become her," Kyler said with a laugh. "You'll love it so much. Just wait and see. So strip."

Ronnie pulled off his clothes and stood naked in front of the girls, nervously trying to hide his small erection.

"OK, Vanessa, it's time. Remember everything I taught you." Vanessa nodded and started to pull on her shiny pants. Ronnie was amazed as they ballooned out.

"Get in, Ronnie. Get in and you'll merge with me. I'll get your brains and you'll become one of the hottest, most popular girls at school. No one will ever bully you again."

Ronnie looked at Kyler who nodded at him, and shooed him forward. He climbed into the now comically oversized pants and felt Vanessa's skin against his own. She let go over the waist and he felt his legs and feet press against Vanessa's skin. She gasped and he could feel her silky warmth travel from his feet up his legs. Oh my god, what's going on? It feels so warm, so good...

"Stop fighting it, loser. Just become me and we'll keep merging and merging, stealing the best attributes from everyone until we're as hot, smart and evil as Kyler."

"God, Ronnie, you're going to love being Vanessa." Yeah, yeah no one will ever bully me. No one would ever dare to cross Vanessa! He could feel his thighs melt into Vanessa's toned curves, and then his hips sucked into her. It felt so amazing. Involuntary moans came from his mouth, as Vanessa slid her top over his back. "Mmm, almost done now."

"Fuck yes, do it Vanessa, make me into you!" Ronnie said with a moan. He felt his chest push into her perfect breasts and become his own. More and more Ronnie felt and could feel Vanessa's thoughts, sense with her senses, hear with her ears. It was amazingly sensual.

"Finish it," Ronnie whispered in a gasp as Vanessa grabbed his head and pushed it into her own face. With a sigh Ronnie's body fully melted into Vanessa's stunning curves and she cried out. "Oh fuck, it feels so good, doesn't it Ronnie?" Vanessa held up her hands and started feeling all of her curves, savoring all of the power of Ronnie's intellect that were now hers.

"Babe, I think we'll have to start calling you Veronica now."

"Yes, babe. I love it. Now... who else needs to join us?"

[jade-diaz]

The Return of the Burn Book

It was just a normal day at when they found it. Stuffed down the back of a locker, Jessica Wieners, Chloe Smith and Maddie George the 3 most unpopular girls in North Shore High School, found the bright pink tome. Covered in a thick layer of dust and a bunch of decades old scribbles.

The Girls were fascinated by the book, they flicked through and read some horrible things about students that had long since left the school.

'Trang Pak is a grotsky little byotch. Trang Pak made out with Coach Carr.'

'Damian Leigh, too gay to function.'

Laughing at all the crazy things that were written in the book, the girls turned to the last page and saw the name written in there Regina George.

Maddie gasped as she saw the image of her Mom with the words written there

'This girl is the nastiest skank bitch I've ever met. Do not trust her. She is a fugly slut.'

She made a mental note to ask about it when she got home that night.

The Next day Maddie Returned with the burn book in her bag and a story to tell. "So I asked my mom about it last night. Apparently her and her friends were known as the Plastics. they were really stuck up and bitchy and used to write mean things in the book about people they didn't like. The weird thing was most of the stuff they wrote in there ended up being true. Mom even said she wrote that in there about herself to trick people into thinking it wasn't her that wrote it, but in reality it was completely true! It all just kinda stopped after Mom got hit by a bus though."

"So it was just a collection of rumours and mean things about other girls?" Asked Chloe

"That's what I thought!" Maddie exclaimed "But then something really odd happened! I opened the book to show Mom and it was completely different! Its got pages and pages about people that are in our school today! but its just names and photo's and stuff. Its hella creepy, because I swear this stuff wasn't there before!"

"As if! There is no way that is true" Jessica said

"I'm serious! look" She said, gesturing to the book "I wrote this about Sarah Heron!"

'Sarah Heron Is the dumbest girl in school. She still can't even tell the time.'

"I know it's mean, and petty but she made me feel like crap when she spoke down to me in Math class last week." Maddie said, slightly ashamed of what she'd done

The girls looked at her with a puzzled look on their face.

Chloe chimed in first "But Maddie... Sarah Heron IS the dumbest girl in school! Just yesterday she asked Principal Norberry if Bacon was a vegetable."

"Yeah, there's no way she embarrassed you in Math, she's not even in the same class. She's in the remedial class with the dumb kids from 2 year groups below us!" Added Jessica

"Ok something weird is going on!" Maddie said, not quite believing what her friends were saying. "Come over to my place after school and we'll write something in it together so you can see i'm not making this up!"

Later That Day...

"Notice anything different girls?" Maddie asked beaming a perfect smile.

"Erm..." The girls looked at each other blankly

"Did you do something with your hair? Jessica tried

"New dress?" asked Chloe

"You're both kind of on the right track, but thinking way too small" she said, smug that neither of her friends had a clue.

"So I used the burn book before you got here!" she announced "I had a little theory and wanted to test it out."

"Who did you use it for?" asked Chloe

"Me" she said watching their shocked reactions "Wanna see what I wrote?"

'Maddie George has perfect teeth, she has never needed braces.'

The girls again looked at her blankly.

"Maddie, you never had have braces! Seriously Girl you're going mad." Jessica said, seeming quite annoyed at this whole ordeal.

"Seriously. Before today I'd been in braces for 6 years! Now its like no-one even remembers" Maddie replied "But obviously that includes you two! I've got a couple of tests I'd like to try first. Just to figure out how this thing works if that's cool with you?"

Both girls shrugged and agreed pretty much in unison. What else did they have to do that was better

"So first thing I want to know is who remembers changes" Maddie announced. "So Jessica if you go into the bathroom until we call you out, me and Chloe will make a change to you and see if you remember."

Jessica eager to prove whatever Maddie was babbling on about was complete crap, not believing for a second in any change she was about to receive.

As soon as she was out of earshot, Maddie began writing in the book with Chloe watched intently over her shoulder.

'Jessica Wieners always takes great pride in having perfectly manicured nails. She goes to the nail salon once a week to get new acrylics and absolutely hates to be without them.'

The two of them giggled, knowing how Jessica really wasn't one for fake nails at all. The one time they had all tried them, she had taken them off within an hour because she couldn't manage to type on her phone.

Together they closed the book, checked that neither of them remembered Jessica having acrylics and called her back in.

"So what did you change girls?" she asked as she excitedly skipped back into the room. Chloe's mouth dropped wide open as her friend re-entered the room.

"I bet you can't figure it out." Maddie teased as Chloe tried not to give the game away and contain her shock at the bright pink acrylics Jessica was now sporting.

"I dunno, did you change my hair?" Jessica asked.

"Here's a clue." Maddie offered with a smirk "What colour are your nails today?"

Jessica looked down at her pink acrylics "You did NOT mess with my NAILS?!?!" she said frantically looking for the slightest imperfection. "They're still pink! Like I picked out on Wednesday! You can't have changed their colour!" She said indignat.

"What if I told you that before we wrote in the book you HATED acrylics all together" Maddie revealed, watching Jessica's jaw drop to the floor, while Chloe doubled over laughing so hard.

"NO WAY! LET ME SEE!" Jessica said, frantically flipping through the book until she read the words written and just stared in disbelief. "Are you SERIOUS? Chloe! Tell me she's not being serious! You're messing with me!"

"Nope! Deadly serious!" Chloe shook her head, giggling at Jessica's reaction.

"Want me to get rid of them" Teased Maddison

Jessica shook her head, still not really believing all of this, but not wanting to risk her precious nails.

"I guess that means it's my turn so you can prove it to Jessica" Chloe said to Maddie starting to get a bit giddy with excitement.

"So this time Chloe I want you to stay in the room and I'm going to try something a bit more daring.

'Chloe Smith is the stereotypical girly girl, she is naturally beautiful but uses her amazing makeup skills to make her one of the most beautiful girls in town. She is always dressed in a fashionable and feminine way. She's completely loyal to her best friends Jessica and Maddie and loves to give them fashion tips.'

Jessica tried to stifle a laugh as she knew what a tomboy Chloe was.

The two girls closed the book together with eyes glued on their friend, eagerly awaiting what was about to happen. Both of them found themselves blinking in the exact second that the book shut.

Their eyes settled back on a completely changed Chloe, who sat there absentmindedly playing with her hair as if nothing had happened.

But she was now the very antithesis of who she had been a few seconds earlier, her unkempt hair was now perfectly styled, she wore a stylish dress instead of her worn baggy jeans and skate t-shirt and her plain face was made up to perfection. She perfectly embodied the description that Maddie had written in the book.

"So I know you, like totally changed me, but all I can think about is how gorgeous those nails look and how I've got the perfect shade of lip gloss at home that you could pair with them." She said with a valley girl twang that the other girls were not expecting.

Maddie and Jessica doubled over with laughter as they heard the former tomboy speak.

"I know you think it's totally hilarious, but I'm not embarrassed at all this is who I am. I still sorta remember how I was before, but its... like really hard... like I have to really try y'know? As if its super unimportant and my brain is trying to forget."

The girls messed around with the book for another couple of hours, Giving each other different hairstyles, bigger breasts, funny accents along with anything else they could think of. Nothing quite as drastic as Chloe's transformation though. Eventually Chloe and Jessica headed home. Neither remembering to change back any of the various things that they had changed about themselves.

That left Maddie stood there on her own, with the book open in front of her, looking in the mirror admiring her new long blonde hair. They had thought it was so funny when she wrote it in the book. But now it felt so natural, she really had to try hard to remember her short brown hair.

But what she was really focussed on was the thought had been burrowing away at her since she had first realised what the book could do. Since her Mom had told her about what she was like at her age. Watching Chloe change into one of the hottest girls she'd ever met had cemented it.

Maddie was tired of being unpopular, she was tired of being picked on by other girls, tired of being overlooked by boys. The more she thought about it the more certain she was. She wanted to be hot, she wanted to be popular, she wanted to get back at everyone that had picked on her.

She wanted to be a Plastic.

With her mind made up she opened the book, turned to a new page and started writing. She kept scribbling well into the night, just adding and tweaking the wording until she was confident everything was perfect.

She took a deep breath and looked down at the page as she prepared to close the book. Her life as she knew it was about to be flipped upside down. No longer would she be bullied and picked on. Instead she would teen royalty, the undisputed Queen Bee.

In large letters at the top of the page the title read:

'The Plastics'

Chloe Smith is the stereotypical girly girl, she is naturally beautiful but uses her amazing makeup skills to make her one of the most beautiful girls in town, second only to Maddison George. She is always dressed in a fashionable and feminine way. Her parents are rich so keep her wardrobe updated with the latest fashions and makeup. She's completely loyal to her best friends Jessica and Madison and loves to give them fashion tips. She has a ViewTube channel where she is already a successful fashion blogger. She also loves to point out flaws in people's outfits and style if they ever cross her or her friends.

Jessica Wieners is obsessed with gossip and boys. Everyone trusts her with their biggest secrets, whenever something notable happens she is the first to hear and she always knows who likes who. People trust her implicitly despite how she always shares anything juicy with her best friend Maddison George. She is naturally beautiful and with style advice from Chloe Smith is one of the hottest girls in school. She is an expert matchmaker and can always find a perfect boyfriend for her and her friends. Jessica can start a rumour and anyone who hears it will believe it to be true, which she uses to destroy anyone who crosses the plastics.

Madison George is the Undisputed Queen Bee and revels in being the centre of attention in any room she walks into. She is the hottest and most naturally beautiful girl in town, every girl wants to be her and every boy wants to date her. She always has flawless makeup and her outfits are always on point. Her parents are multi millionaires and she lives in complete luxury in their family mansion. Madison has already become a prominent influencer with over a million followers on Instagram, tons of brand deals and within a few years she will be world famous and one of the most popular celebrities in the world. Everyone she speaks to feels an unconscious desire to please her and she always gets whatever she wants and can manipulate people into doing anything. She is the ultimate mean girl, who takes pleasure in tearing down those that have wronged her by pinpointing their every flaw and crafting the perfect put down. Jessica Wieners and Chloe Smith are her best friends and would do absolutely anything for her.

She had added some other comments about people in school that had bullied her in the past. She'd adjusted the comments for Sarah Heron making her still dumb, but not quite to the level she had been. She made Tina Iain fat, as revenge for pointing out her muffin top in gym class once. It felt mean, but she didn't care those girls deserved it, and w

Maddie felt the butterflies in her stomach as she closed the book. The room span around her a side effect of so many weeping and drastic changes to reality.

Opening her eyes, she looked around her room, it was now cavernous! A huge 4 poster bed sat in the middle of the room and there was a dressing room to one side along with her own personal ensuite bathroom.

She rushed to the bathroom and checked her new self out in the mirror. She was stunning! Madison couldn't help smile as she felt the sense of superiority surge through her.

The next day she strutted into school like she owned the place, flanked either side by her besties. Madison took her rightful place as Queen of North Shore High. Enjoying all of the admiring glances and jealous stares. She took no time in digging her claws into Bobby Samuels and claiming him as her new boyfriend.

North shore High was turned upside down that day as the rightful order of girl world was restored and the Plastics took their place at the top. Not that anyone would realise of course, everyone but Madison remembered that this was the way things had always been, but it didn't take her long to forget her old life as she settled into being Queen Bee.

She was the leader of the plastics and they were beautiful, loved and feared in equal measure and on Wednesdays they wear pink. It was totally fetch.

[jade-diaz]

Cheat Codes

Alex Dunphy had enough. She was always overlooked and never could land her perfect match. Even her genius professor preferred her hot sister over her! It was infuriating and unfair. She vowed it was the last time she'd ever come in last place to her sister or anyone else.

She started a new independent research project, and after several months of intensive work, discovered something quite remarkable. She could hijack the software on a cellphone by sending it a series of special emoji combinations.

"Luke, bring some friends over, I need you to test something out for me." "No way! If you help me out, I'll drive you and your friends anywhere you want for two weeks." "Two whole weeks? This isn't some kind of trick." "No tricks, just treats." Alex punched in the codes for her software sending a series of emojis. "What are you doing?" "This is like a cheat code." "What are you cheating at?" "Life," Alex said with a smirk.

Within minutes, Alex watched her brother and his two dorky friends turn into cute brunettes. "Oh my god, it works!"

The most amazing part was that these new women didn't remember anything about their past. Alex let them simmer overnight in a motel. But she had already decided it was worth a self-upgrade. She slid on a pair of headphones and started working on her video game console.

"Mm, this will do so nicely."

Hailey, it's Alex. You know I have hardly cheated at anything. But I'm done losing to you. Welcome to your new reality. 💋IQ⬇️

So many new evil, bitchy thoughts swirled in the new beauty's head. "Turning my beautiful sister into such a boring, stupid, nerd is so evil and bitchy. I'm so turned on right now. I'm going to put on a swimsuit and go find a hot guy at the pool." Alex typed another cheat code and sent it to herself, feeling the change wash over her in an instant.

"God I love being an evil bitch. I wonder who else needs some cheat codes..."

[jade-diaz]

COS-PLAYED

PART 1

Linda knew that taking down Alice the evil brat would help her kill two birds with one stone. Not only was Alice directly bullying her daughter Rose, but she was also dating her sons bully Jason. Dealing with her would hopefully protect both her children.

Alice was one of these slutty e-girl types who was hugely successful online with thousands of simp followers. Linda didn't much understand the world of social media and streaming - but just because the girl was a rising celebrity, that wasn't going to stop her from confronting her.

She knew that Alice was a hugely successful cosplayer. Her costumes were said to be amongst the best looking ever - no one knew where she got them from. Maybe her rich and powerful Daddy got them for her, but no one knew for sure.

Regardless - Linda was determined to confront her.

Linda had waited till Alice's parents were out and then she banged on the door. The bored blonde e-girl rolled her eyes as she saw the much older woman on her doorstep.

"Like what the fuck do you want old lady?" she yawned twirling a piece of gum round a manicured finger.

"I want to talk to you about my children. I want you to leave Rose alone and tell that disgusting boy Jason to lay off my Sam too."

Alice giggled, "OMG - you're those two losers Mom? No wonder they are so pathetic. Eugh, I can't believe you like came over here to threaten me. Like am I supposed to be scared?"

Linda felt her anger rise at the insolence of this little brat. She pushed her way into the house.

"Hey - you can't come into my house," shrieked Alice in outrage. "You're fucking crazy lady. I'm calling my Daddy."

Alice turned to run to her room where her mobile phone was and in a panic Linda followed her. She wasn't quite sure what she thought she was going to do but as she burst into Alice's room behind her - her heart was hammering.

She barely had time to take in the scene. A weird machine stood in the centre of the floor. It had a large funnel shaped hopper on top and next to it Alice was grabbing her phone and already trying to ring her Daddy.

With a gasp Linda grabbed Alice and the two women fought, struggling and crashing around the room till with a shriek, Alice suddenly lost her balance and fell into the hopper.

There was a wet sucking sound and Linda's mouth dropped open as she watched Alice sucked down into the hopper. Impossibly her body seemed to fold in on itself, shrinking and emptying as it descended.

A tube on the bottom of the machine sprung open and an empty skin with long blonde hair popped out with a ping.

"Oh my God," groaned Linda in horror. "I didn't mean to kill her... I... but wait... I mustn't panic - I need to think."

Picking up the skin from the floor Linda held it up and noticed it had seams in it. The machine had turned Alice into a costume! The skin was incredibly soft and stretchy - it still even felt warm. It was like it was... alive.

Looking down at the apparatus she began to understand. This was some sort of costume making machine. No wonder Alice had the most realistic cosplays.

Maybe there was some way to reverse the effect of the machine and turn Alice back to normal? She had to figure it out.

Suddenly Alice's phone began to ring. There was only one word on the screen. DADDY.

"Shit," gasped Linda realising that in the confusion Alice must have managed to call her Daddy for a moment and he was now calling back concerned.

Panicking she picked up the bodysuit and without really knowing why she pulled the face over her own.

Alice's tight young skin stretched and then snapped into place. Linda felt a pricking like millions of pins and needles then suddenly she could feel soft blonde hair around her ears and the taste of cherry lipgloss. Her teeth felt different, smoother and more perfect. She reached up to touch her face and gasped at the feeling of young soft skin.

"Oh my God," she gasped and her voice was the voice of Alice.

The phone was still ringing - so picking it up she answered.

"Hello ummm Daddy."

"Alice. Are you okay? Why are you calling me?"

"Ohhh ummm I was just errrrr..." Linda's eyes roved around the room. "I was just having some problems with the costume machine in my room. Do you know if it's possible to reverse the effects if you use it Daddy?"

"Baby - be careful with that thing. I told you it's not a toy. I'd get into a lot of trouble if you were caught with that thing. But anything my girl wants - she gets. I'm not sure about reversing the process - but I'll ask my research team."

"Ohhh okay ummmm thanks Daddy."

As she spoke Linda was amazed at how easy it was to ape Alice's mannersims and speech patterns. It was almost like the knowledge of how to do so was in her head, accesible at the periphery of her thoughts. Were Alice's memories inside the suit as well?

Breathing a sigh of relief Linda hung up then slowly began to peel Alice's face away. She felt strangely reluctant to do so. Alice's face felt good. She stopped and she felt the skin tighten on her face again... almost possessively.

Turning to the mirror Linda looked at her beautiful pouty features. Alice's bratty face looked back at her with wet pink lips and mischevious eyes. Thick e-girl makeup covered her slutty features... she looked... hawt.

Linda wondered what it would feel like to wear the entire skin? A terrible temptation grew within her and the face in the mirror seemed to be egging her on.

Yessss that's it you old shrivelled bitch. Put me on entirely. See how it feels to be young, tight and hot.

Linda's fingers went to her buttons as she began to rationalise the growing urge within her.

"Alice's Daddy needs time to come through with a reverse process, I guess that means I may need to impersonate Alice again. One little try of her body can't hurt."

That's right bitch - slip inside. Wear the body of the alpha-slut who has been bullying your own children.

Linda gasped as she tore off her clothing and finding the seams to the suit began to climb inside. The skin should have been too small - but it seemed to stretch to accomodate Linda's girth then tighten to squeeze her down to the right size.

"Ohhhhh fuck yesssss," panted Linda in Alice's sexy voice as she felt her body crushed and squeezed down into that of a tight little slut. She giggled as she wiggled her now perfect bottom and stretched her lithe young body as the seams sealed invisibly. Only a tiny catch was left on the back of her neck under her hair. She felt amazing.

"Wow, I'm so fucking cute and hot now," gloated Linda as she paraded up and down in Alice's body. "I can't believe how good this feels."

Naked she ran hands over her firm perky tits and inevitably towards her already wet pussy. "Oh my GAWD my little kitty is so fucking tight," she squealed as she slid a finger inside. "I forgot how good a tight pussy feels."

Throwing open Alice's wardrobe Linda got dressed. A sexy purple sweater, tight daisy dukes and white knee socks with converse trainers and she was ready.

She realised that she was able to channel and absorb all of Alice's bitchy memories whilst wearing the skin. As a result, this outfit was exactly like one Alice would wear. Turning to face the mirror she giggled to see that she had adopted Alice's body mannerisms and posture.

"OMG - I totally look and sound just like that bitch. No one would ever know the difference."

Picking up Alice's phone, she giggled as it unlocked automatically - recognising her biometrics. As she scrolled through the various contacts and apps - she realised she now knew all these people. The skin was giving her all the knowledge she needed and the longer she was inside, the more Alice's memories sat in her mind like they were her own. She wondered if she'd be able to access them once she took off the skin?

"Now then, what shall I do as Alice?"

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Linda groaned... legs spread wide and pussy high in the air as she bent over the bed and Jason ploughed her like the tight little slut she was now.

"Ohhhh fuckkkkk" she squealed... her tight pussy lips gripping every inch of his eight inch cock as he expertly ploughed her so deeply she could feel it all the way up to her tummy.

She was so fucking wet. Her husband Donald had NEVER fucked her like this.

"Fuck baby, you're so horny tonight. What's gotten into you?"

Linda wanted to laugh hysterically, if only Jason knew! Instead she looked over her shoulder and bit her lip. "Shut up and fuck me harder."

She groaned as he grinned, slapping her ass hard and driving her down into the bed so he could just fuck her harder.

It just felt so fucking good. Part of her was disgusted by what she was doing, but the rest loved it. After all - she'd spent night after night comforting her son as he described how Jason bullied and tormented him.

Now she was letting the same bastard that terrorised her son rail her and she was loving every moment.

It had just sort of... happened. She'd gone round to Jason's thinking of using her new body to punish him or getting him to change his ways.

The minute she'd seen him she'd felt her new body respond... her heart start beating faster... her pussy getting wetter. When he'd slid his strong arms around her waist she had been ready for him.

Jason's hands were in her hair his voice in her ear as he pounded her with long slow confident thrusts. "I know what will make you cum even harder babe. I know you love it when I tell you how mean I've been to the losers at school. You should have seen that nerd Sam crying after I flushed his head down the toilet."

"Ohhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk."

To her horror Linda felt her body respond. There was just something so fucking hot about the thought of her boyfriend dominating her son. Wait... her boyfriend?

"Shit... that's it baby... you love being a mean spoiled bitch don't you? You love being a souless vain bullying bitch. Say it..."

Yessss that's it... you wanna be a bad girl. Feel how wet your pussy is...

"Ohhhhh fuck... I love being a bully... yessss fuck me deeper baby. Tell me how you bully those losers. I love it."

Linda screamed as she began to cum and Jason slapped her ass again.

It felt so good to be bad.

**********

Linda giggled as she saw her phone had eleven missed calls from her daughter Rose.

What does that fucking reject loser want? Probably wondering why her fat loser Mom isn't home yet.

Linda hesitated. It was getting late. By now Sam and Rose would be in a panic. Her husband would be losing his mind.

She reached up to her neck... to the clasp. She needed to take off the skin.

Why? Why not leave it on? No one knows what you did. Why not become a bullying spoiled bitch and enjoy this life forever?

"Nooooo, what's wrong with me?" she gasped.

Face it bitch, you're loving what the skin is doing to you. Losing your identity, losing yourself to Alice. You WANT the skin to merge with you to become you. You've never been wetter or more turned on.

"No... I have a family... a family I love!"

With a scream Linda reached up and found the clasp. She tore off the skin, panting and groaning as she tore off Alice and staggered out of her with a wet sucking sound.

Groaning she lay shivering and naked. Then slowly her breathing steadied and sitting up she looked at the skin with a mixture of disgust and longing.

She had narrowly escaped - but already the longing to become Alice again was growing. Gathering up the skin she stuffed it into a bag and pulled on her clothes.

Trying not to think about the Alice costume in her bag she grabbed her things and slipped out of Alice's house.

It was late and she needed to be home. She needed to see her kids and her husband.

She needed to hide Alice and never wear her again till she could turn her back.

How hard could it be?

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Like, comment, reblog and message me if you'd like a part 2. Maybe someone else will get inside Alice... or maybe Linda will have another go?

[jade-diaz]