Jeff continued just walking around the party until the feeling he had started to bother him. He felt so weak, he felt so… vulnerable. A quick boxes glance proved to be the root of his problems as they had shrunken down to suit his nerdish upper body.
Something was wrong, he needed to find Denise now! He ran inside and scoured the party floor. Besides the excessive animals that scattered the area, he found no trace of her.
He first tried the washrooms. He burst into the first one with no luck, just a black BBW taking naked selfies of her body. “Sorry bro, I’ll be done In a minute”. He backed out slowly and a little timidly, due to the fact that the woman now towered over his weak frame.
He struggled his way upstairs and found the second washroom was also a bust. He then remembered the plan at the beginning of the night; a ‘special’ plan.
He opened the first of two bedroom doors to find a nostalgic scene. Not was a porno, but it looked like it was the 80s or 90s. He slowly shut the door and stood in front of the second.
“Please God” he mumbled in his nasally voice as he opened the final door.
“AHhhhhh” Sarah exhaled. “Never mind… I see what you’re saying”. She started giggling as her IQ slowly dropped. “That’s pretty darn awesome…hehe”.
“Sarah, what the FUCK?” her sister, Rachel shouted as she ran towards her. “Are you seriously taking drugs? And you like to call yourself the smart sister you dumb moth… Who the fuck is this guy?” She asked, changing her attention to me.
“He’s the weed man who gives me weed now… He’s like the weed fairy…” Sarah chuckled as she leaned over and reached into my backpack grabbing a joint.
I was probably gonna do the same, I had no reason to object. The Raven-haired chick needed to chill, just like her sister. I had the pleasure of watching the so-called ‘smart sister’ literally have her IQ evaporate, and slowly blown away by the wind.
“Have a joint Rachel. It’ll make you feel bet…” Sarah began, as she handed it to her sister.
“I’m not a fucking prude, Sarah” Rachel scolded as she grabbed it from her hand. “I’ve smoked weed before”.
She looked back toward me as I offered her my lighter. She grabbed it giving me a dirty look.
“I literally remember you giving me shit for taking drugs from strangers at that Drake concert last year…” She mumbled as she sparked up the spliff and took a couple of puffs. “We can’t stay here and chill though… Vic is wait… she’s in the car and… hehe… Sarah, you… you look so … dumb right now…” Rachel trailed off.
I couldn’t help but giggle as an absent-minded Sarah drooled a little, staring off into the distance. Rachel’s comment brought her back to reality as the two joined in on the laughing.
“I have literally been sitting in the car for 30 fucking minutes waiting for you to get Sarah and I find you here like this?” Victoria shouted as she marched towards her half-naked friend.
Rachel didn’t respond, almost looking right through the angry friend she had in front of her. Se just exhaled and squinted her eyes.
Victoria stared back with her hands on her hips waiting for a response. When she didn’t get one she spoke up again.
“Where’s Sarah, Rachel? Maybe I can talk some sense into someone that’s sober…” She asked as she noticed a blonde girl doing naked cartwheels in the distance.
It was time for Victoria to stare at her friends, as she was in shock and total disbelief. I made her jump as I poked her shoulder. She spun around to see me, with red eyes and a joint rolled just for her held up to her face. She slapped it away before I could even open my mouth.
“Are you the douchebag that’s drugging my friends?” She asked, steam practically coming from her ears.
I responded by grabbing… you guessed it, another joint from my pocket and offered it again grinning as I knew her total lack of choice in the matter. She slapped it away again.
“Why the FUCK are my friends naked!” she shouted at me.
“Free the nipple man!” Rachel Chimed in as she got back to her feet and started twirling around in the mud. It was like she was dancing to a burning man festival that she was having in her mind. I was honestly surprised she’s even still able to speak, her IQ must’ve been so low at this point.
I reached into my pocket one last time and held the newly legal drug in front of her face.
She gave me a death stare. “Like I’ve told you, and my boyfriend, and my brother a million times, I’m not smoking any fucking pot! It’s for… forr…” Victoria said as she suddenly became very lightheaded.
People like Rachel were easy, especially when they literally take the bait straight from my hands but most aren’t like that, so I just use mind control as my backup. Magic is magic. Sarah instigated an argument about smoking in public with me, I had to literally change her mind on the matter. The same was going to have to go with Victoria.
“So both your boyfriend and your brother offered you weed and you said no? That is probably the rudest thing I’ve ever heard of… Luckily I have a way you can make it back to them” I began.
Chris walked home from work to find Victoria’s car parked in the driveway. Normally that was a given, except she told him she was going to be out with the girls all day.
He walked in the front door calling out for her. No response. He continued to walk around as he took his coat off calling out for his girlfriend to no response. Only when he had made his way to the bedroom did he find her, in a very unexpected position.
“Vic?…” Chris gasped.
“Mmmm?” She purred in response.
“Is… is this for real?
“Mmhmm” she moaned in response.
Chris didn’t take long to strip naked and rush around the house looking for a lighter.
Not much was going on up there after I was done with her, she was there to smoke with and fuck, and that’s pretty much it. I know there aren’t a lot of people that would turn down an offer like that so I’m having her surprise her brother later that night in the same way. Just trying to spread the love on this wonderful day!
“James, what’s happening?” Teresa said confused and scared. “I can’t move, why can’t I move?”
I stood glued to the wall Erica pushed me up against. I watched as she led my mother upstairs and inside my room to experience a similar fate.
“Mom, I’m so sorry! It’s Erica, she’s crazy! I tried to break up with her and...” I began, suddenly finding myself unable to talk.
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll take it from here”, Erica grinned devilishly, silencing me with the wave of her hand.
She walked up to my mom and smiled. She felt up her body, starting from her bottom, moving up to the breasts. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t talk, I could only watch.
“So here’s the deal, Teresa. Your son, my boyfriend, tried to break up with me for another woman. For how long we’ve been together I would have thought he knew better but in the end, men are all the same. Just horny little pigs looking for another mate”.
“Erica I... I don’t understand. Please stop touching me like that... Please?” I watched my mother beg.
“But Teresa, you love it when I touch you like this. In fact, it’s starting to turn you on”.
My mom shifted her position, trying to get comfortable. I could see her shiver slightly when she brushed her fingers over her nipples. I tried pulling myself away from the wall again to no avail.
“So right now, Teresa, I’m not very happy with your son, not happy at all. So I thought it would be a good idea to get back at him, through you. What do you think about that?”
She tried to look away as one of her hands moved between her legs, trying to suppress her newfound horniness. I was disturbed, to say the least.
“I...I... Please stop. How are.. you doing this?” She mumbled.
“I’m a witch, sexy. And why would I stop when you love it so much? In fact, I think you actually love me, am I right?” Erica grinned, directing my moms head back to hers.
I could only watch as my mother leaned in and kissed Erica in blind lust. She reached around and grabbed my Ex’s ass as Erica started squeezing her breasts. This was going from gross to traumatizing for me.
“Let’s take this to the bed, shall we?” Erica said directing my mother. “Come over here James, you need a better angle or you’re gonna miss all the action!”
I found myself following them until I stood directly in front of my bed, my mother and Erica ripping each other’s clothes off as they continued making out.
“…and I’m gonna rock your world,” said Heather as she exposed her breasts and pulled my pants down.
I tried to not grin at the irony she was about to experience but I had stopped really caring about my girlfriends or one night stands a while ago. I knew it was selfish but a man can’t without some sort of sexual pleasure his whole life, it’s just not right.
It was maybe 2 years ago I broke up with my high school sweetheart and she was not very happy about it. It was a mixture of screaming and crying which was understandable considering all of that love nonsense I had to spout to her to get laid. It ended with her putting a ‘curse’ on me which I found kind of funny. Something about losing all of my future love interests, I didn’t really think anything of it.
“Ohh wow. You’re so big” she gasped getting a look at my cock.
“Just start with a blowjob and we’ll go from there,” I said pushing her on her bed kinda roughly. I didn’t apologize, she was going to be gone in a minute.
Her curse started to show its face with my first college girlfriend. When I came on her face she pushed me off of her and started screaming in Thai or Chinese or some shit, eventually running out of my room. It took some time for me to figure out why all of my new sexual partners would go crazy after making me cum. I had a thing for white chicks but every single girl would randomly forget who I was and start yelling in some random foreign language.
I eventually learned a couple things. The first is that there is almost always someone else cumming at the same time as you in the world; maybe on an off day for the guys of the world, with a couple second delay. The second thing is that whoever I slept with would swap bodies with the girl that made the other guy cum; the guy that orgasmed at the same time as me.
I have had girlfriends go to African countries, Mexico, Asia, Russia; I try my best to guess the language the woman who swapped into my love interest begins to scream.
I could feel myself getting close already. I didn’t feel like trying to hold on for her, I was fine with a blowjob. She was going to be gone in a second anyways. She sucked me faster and faster until I couldn’t hold it in anymore and shot my load down the back of her throat.
She stared at me for a couple seconds with a blank face. I took the opportunity to remove my cock from her mouth, as the last one reflexively bit down. She looked around in confusion and started talking. She probably ended up in Europe somewhere, the few sentences she mumbled to herself wasn’t in a language I’ve heard before. I didn’t really care to try to figure it out, I was just happy she wasn’t screaming. It doesn’t happen very often but it makes it easier for me to kick her out.
“I hope you have more in you for ro…round 2…Where the fuck,” Heather mumbled to herself looking around the vast countryside that now surrounded her.
How did show suddenly go from lying down to standing up? Where the fuck was she? How the fuck did she get there? Heather looked around and eventually at herself. Who the fuck was she? Her mind filled with a million questions. She was thinking about asking the man in the car in front of her but he just threw some cash out the window and drove away, leaving her alone.
Heather was in shock. Her nipples were now pierced, she knew she had to be someone else, as crazy as it sounded. She picked up the money in front of her before it blew away.
“Euros?” she mumbled to herself, catching a new faint accent. Was she in Europe? The fact that she was by herself started to scare her. She was thankful there was some sort of clothing next to her, but after getting dressed she didn’t really know what to do. Hitch a ride was what she came up with. As much as she didn’t want to, she didn’t have much of a choice.
When it came to places to end up and people to end up as Heather did alright. She was in Greece now, a very beautiful part of the world, with great food and electricity; she could have done worse.
What didn’t really work out was her new life, as being a prostitute in any country isn’t ever a smart career path. Greece’s economy was in the toilet too, so she wouldn’t really get much for her efforts.
