That curse was serious business. It’s understandable that seems like a bit of an understatement but at the time, a threat from a nerd at school didn’t seem very intimidating.
Jessica being one of the hotter girls at her school, had her share of haters or admirers; it really depended on how she treated them and generally it was negatively.
After making fun of a fat kid for some obvious characteristics as well as his life in general, he placed a ‘curse’ on Jessica to see life through his eyes. The threat just seemed like another thing she could use as an insult back towards him.
She didn’t understand until later when she was trying out her favourite dress. Messing around a little with its position, she had noticed that her breasts had felt a little bit bigger. She popped them out of her dress as it wasn’t a negative addition and she wanted to inspect but what she saw was a lot worse. It was spreading…
She watched as the fat travelled down through her stomach and arms, slowly but surely adding at least another 150 pounds. She started to hobble back to her house to get some help from her mom but when she opened the door she saw something unexpected. It was a bedroom, but not hers. If was more of a complex bathroom, much less sophisticated than her mansion bedroom.
Scared, Jessica turned around to find that her exit was now replaced with a matching bedroom entrance, leading to her new townhouse home.
The transformation finished with the sexual organs, her clit extending all the way out to her now underwhelming 3 inch hard on. Her breasts sagged and her nipples shrunk as her still bigger breasts turned more into moobs.
Jessica didn’t really know what to say. Call and say sorry? She didn’t know because she would have to call her old phone number. Hundreds of questions ran through her head as she tried to answer the unanswerable question of how to transform back!
This is a long one but probably one of my favourite stories I’ve written. Pretty darn dark too if I do say so myself. ENJOY!
“I know a lot of things that are fun. Roller coasters are fun, Movies are fun, Basketball games with the boys; all fun. This does not sound like fun, it sounds like a mistake”.
Nicole walked up to her boyfriend and grabbed his sexy face. He grabbed her by the waist reflexively.
“Do you trust me, Brandon?” She asked simply.
“I don’t even know if I believe you”, he chuckled.
She turned around and walked towards her bed, grabbing the necklace and walked right back over to Brandon.
“Look at us. I’m thin, fit and sexy. You love my ass, my tight pussy and my tits...”
“You’re damn right I do”, he interrupted.
“Exactly. And I love your hunky bod, your chiselled jawline and your fat juicy cock, but I need to know that we’re more than that; than the way we look. We’ve been together for a year now, I want to know you’ll love me for me”.
“Of course I do babe, why would I be with someone I don’t like?”
Nicole leaned in forwards again, this time with the end of the necklace in each hand. She reached around Brandon’s neck and clamped it shut. It looked a little funny on a man, as it was a very feminine necklace, but it wasn’t for looks anyways.
I just couldn’t put my finger on it. Ever since I woke up Diane has looked off to me. It was a long night of partying, so long we didn’t even change out of clothes before passing out. The last night was a blur. I could only remember arguing with that faggot at the club but that wasn’t bothering me.
I followed her out onto the balcony. She stared out towards the New York city skyline while I stared at her ass. It was as firm as ever, nothing wrong there. I walked up behind her and pinched her chest… or chest forms.
I paused for a second. That didn’t seem right. My girlfriend had tits. But when I really thought about it it was because she stuffed her shirt every day. She had boughten these breast forms online to seem more realistic, they had perky nipples and everything.
I gave her a kiss on the cheek and she turned around and smiled.
“Hows my man doing?” she asked.
That word repeated over and over in my head as I looked down. She had a dick. She had a penis. Something about that seemed wrong, I could faintly remember the nights I spent having sex with her, throttling her tight pussy. Just like before those thoughts washed away and everything became clear. I remembered those nights wrong. It was her that throttle my tight ass all those nights. I can still remember how far she stretched me and how hard I came when she came in my ass.
I smiled thinking about those memories. She really did have the perfect cock, I could stare at it for hours. It was just smaller than mine so I didn’t feel weak but when she was erect I had more than enough length to handle. It was the perfect ratio.
“Well Diane we have another two days in the big city, what should we do today?” I asked.
“Well I was thinking…,” she began as she walked up to me, kissing me deeply.
“…Maybe we should get to know this hotel room a little better”.
She reached her hand down the back of my pants and circled her fingers around my anus. My cock got hard before she even finished her thought. I grabbed her dress and pulled her back inside, leaving all the odd thoughts and uneasiness behind me.
I wasn’t looking for a house. Obviously telling a realtor that isn’t the best idea when I was already touring a house but at this point in my relationship ruining career I was starting to become very blunt with my actual motivation.
The look she gave me was dirty and not in a good way. She didn’t do much else other than that before she tried to kick me out. I forgot how much money realtors make. If I was going to fuck this woman I was going to have to pony up some cash, so I quadrupled my offer.
Her look changed to curiosity as I waved the cash in front of her. She and her husband were a couple in the real estate business and I was just some guy but when she took it from my hand I knew that would change.
I started in the kitchen by tearing open her blouse pulling up her bra and grabbing her tits. Sure it was a bit rough but I had already started by making her one kinky girl. If she didn’t have a bit of pain with her pleasure then her man wasn’t doing it right.
I grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the floor. She chuckled as she pulled down her stockings and panties and pulled up her skirt. I wasted no time at going bottomless myself and gave it to her doggy style on the floor. She was so slutty already and I had just started, maybe she had a bit of this in her already, so I had to up my ante.
As I forced her head up and down on my cock I decided to give her a new hobby. I looked around at the beautiful house she had shown me and I got inspired. I concentrated for a second as I changed her reality; giving her the idea of showing this place to the world.
She now loved taking dirty photos and videos of herself in all of the homes she sold. She can remember masturbating on camera in many washrooms, showing her tits in multiple living rooms and when it came to the bedroom you never knew what she would do. She loved all the attention that she and her homes were getting once she spread the pics and videos all over the web.
This one was sure to get some attention as it was her first time on camera with another man so I was going to make sure that she came out as a true star. I had her moan and overact like any porn actress would, in fact, she can’t masturbate or have sex without being obnoxiously loud even if she wanted.
As our little session came to a close she was on her knees ready to take my seed in open arms. She made sure to get some on both her tits and her face so she would look her best on camera.
She tidied herself up as best she could and grabbed the money from the counter.
“Jokes on you, I probably would have done it for free. I needed new material for my site anyway,” she gloated.
That sounded fine to me as I concentrated on making the cash disappear from her hands. Now she actually did do it for free, just like she said. I was fine with fucking her just to help her out.
“So that means you’ve been with your husband for almost 20 years, that’s impressive,” I said, complimenting the woman I was walking with to the train station. If I managed to reel in this beauty it will be the longest oldest marriage I’ve ever destroyed.
It didn’t start off well as once I offered her my services she began to speed up. I was getting pretty cheap to be fair, trying to see how little I can pay someone to cheat, but with my reality-bending powers, I really had any amount at my disposal
When we made it to the station it was apparent that I had made us miss our train, and she was letting me have it. That’s when I willed about 10K into my pocket and pulled it out in front of her.
“This can pay for a ton of train tickets with this if we make a deal,” I said.
She stopped talking. Sometimes it just took them seeing the money for them to actually realize that I was being serious. People don’t normally carry this much money just because they can. She looked at me for a second and pulled out her phone.
“It’s an hour until the next one. If you can get it done then fine”.
She crouched down and unzipped my pants thinking it was going to be that easy. I had given a ton of my past victims an exhibitionist fetish so that I could fuck them outside and it was apparent that I would have to for her as well.
I asked her to get naked and she did like it was nothing. Memories filled her head of teasing her husband in public by bending over with no panties on and giving him the odd flash of the nipple. She found it weird that she was even wearing underwear today as it had become a very rare occurrence for her. Bianca smiled as she remembered her and her hubbies adventures fucking in public washrooms, change rooms and behind the odd fast food joint if she was feeling really frisky.
I picked her up and placed her on top of a trash bin; the irony making me smile as that was all I saw her as. I didn’t hesitate to drop my jeans and begin to fuck her as she grabbed on to the fence for stability. It was no problem going straight to some hardcore fucking as her pussy definitely had some experience.
I heard a gasp to my right as I saw a man walk on and then quickly off the platform as he planned on waiting for the train as well. I made him forget what he saw but I knew that I was running out of time.
I had to think quickly if I really wanted to change her so I went crazy. As her head leaned back in pure ecstasy I got inspired. She was now always in the search for that new sexual high, no matter what it was. It was very common for her to leave the house with a buttplug in as her dream was to be in a state of constant arousal.
Gone were the mints and makeup she had in her purse as it was now filled with sex toys. I gave her a couple different sized and girthed dildos, handcuffs, a ballgag and a remote controlled vibrating love egg in case she wanted to include her husband in on the action.
I changed her schedule around too as she seemed a little too uptight and stressed before. She was now taking pole dancing classes to stay active and even was learning how to be a dominatrix.
I came inside her as she basically hooked her legs around me and didn’t let go (I definitely wasn’t complaining). She slid her panties back over my mess as she wanted the memory to keep her aroused throughout her train ride.
As we got dressed I noticed the butt plug was now a part of her attire. She bent over when we were decent and grabbed the money off the ground.
“Just because this happened, doesn’t mean it’s okay to make a lady miss her ride,” she said giving me a middle finger as she walked down the platform to get away from me.
I smiled as I slowly grew the buttplug she had in her ass. Her walk started to look a little weird as it grew and grew. Eventually, she was basically waddling away like a baby. I hoped her new anal gaping fetish was worth that last comment!
I gave myself a challenge recently, fuck a pregnant woman. It sounds hard but gets even harder when you consider I’m looking for someone to cheat on their husband with me, but it was all part of the fun. What’s the fun if I just make every girl I ask to fuck me, even though technically I could with my powers, but I wasn’t giving up.
I had been slapped a fair amount of times and chased away by a husband once, but finally, I had found a perfect target. I had overheard Lauren speaking on the phone with a friend that she could really use a vacation before her motherly duties take up all her free time, but she didn’t have the money. Luckily I did.
I waited until she was finished with the call to give her an offer. I didn’t get hit right away which was a good sign but after a pause, she turned around and declined. As she was walking away I shouted that I would give her double if she fucked me once. When she turned around I knew I had won.
She seemed nervous as I led her down a path of a park nearby. I had a hard time finding this girl so I was fairly far away from home. That didn’t bother me as I had her follow me just out of sight of anyone who would walk by. She was nervous, I could tell, so I helped her with that. When she pulled up her shirt and bra, she smiled with embarrassment; that was until I changed her past.
All of the sudden her she pulled the bra and shirt off and threw it on the ground like we were alone. Her pants followed quickly as memories flooded her head of her confident past. She was always the type of girl that tanned topless on her lawn, her preferred beach was of the nude variety and when she was home, it would be rare to see her in anything other than a pair of panties. She had a great body, so what if a neighbour or a stranger or a high school student caught a peak while walking past her house?
Her nipples perked up as the breeze hit us. It was a good look for her, so I just willed her top out of existence. Now she remembers how I picked her up while only wearing a vest. She wasn’t very surprised when I gave out the kind of offer I did because of that.
I watched her bounce up and down on my cock as she looked me in the eyes. She knew what she was doing was bad, I could tell, but she kept going anyways and that was not okay with me. She thought that once this was done, her cheating ways would be done with. To make sure that didn’t happen I changed reality again. Her husband would definitely know that was a lie when her baby would be born half black. She now remembers the cute guys with BBCs at her office and she just couldn’t resist. There were a couple office workers, her boss and a janitor that were now candidates as her black baby-daddy. It may take a bit to figure that one out.
After about 15 or 20 minutes of pleasure, it was time for me to finish up. As I stood up and came all over her chest the last batch of new memories flooded her mind. She was smiling because this was nothing new. There were lot’s of times she could remember her black lovers covered her with their seed.
She was starting to get excited about the vacation she would be able to take now and all the options of places she had. Jamaica, Brazil, maybe somewhere in Africa even, there were lot’s of places for her to meet all sorts of new dark skinned, big dicked people and she couldn’t wait.
I gave her the money and sent her on her way. Sure in a couple months she would start to have problems with her husband and her infidelity but if he had a problem with it she would find a new man. The pace she was picking up new black men to fuck, she would always have a someone to take care of her.
I’d like to say I am some god of trust; a man that cannot go another day knowing how easily a relationship can be broken by another man, but I’d be lying. I am actually just a dude that’s been cheated on more often than I’d like to admit. That’s why when I received my reality changing powers, I knew my perfect target audience.
I spend a lot of my free time testing women and their loyalty to their man. I have all the money and time in the world, why not use it. The test is simple. I walk up to women, offer them money for sex and they get punished if they accepted. These women weren’t hookers either, just whoever seemed like an interesting target for me.
Take Samantha for example. I met her while on the way up to my apartment. I had seen her a couple times before with her boyfriend so I knew she was eligible, I just didn’t realize how eligible.
I offered her about 275$ US to start the bid but the look on her face said she was already considering it. I bumped it up a little and she was already in, as long as I didn’t ever talk about it with anyone.
She took me up to her place and we immediately got to business. She asked for the cash, I willed the money into existence, grabbed it from my pocket and we were ready to go.
One of the first things I did when I got my powers was give myself a huge dick (as most men would). I always started slow and slowly changed things about her as things got more intense.
It wasn’t very common for most women to be able to take my new cock size, so I made it possible for her. She had the cocksucking skills of a secretary looking for a raise. If she just stopped here, she could have improved her sex life with her guy, but she didn’t. It became apparent that she was getting into the naughty act as she began to moan, and that was not okay.
It was like she had been doing this her whole life as she licked up and down my dick, talking dirty and giving me a sexy look every so often. This type of situation was now quite common for her as I changed her reality. The men in her life knew that she could be bought and took advantage of that as much as possible. Her boss would need her to ‘prove’ her worth if she really wanted a raise, her friends would bet her money to see what depraved acts she would do and her neighbours had her number, just in case their wives weren’t in the mood. As long as she got paid, she’d see it as just another dirty little secret she hid from her boyfriend.
As I had her strip naked so I could actually fuck her, it was obvious to me that this was just a routine for her. She didn’t need to warm up, she didn’t need lube, she just sat on my cocked and immediately began to bounce like we had been going for a half an hour. The more she enjoyed it the more I despised her and the lower I made her charge for her services.
Her sex talk began to get pretty dirty as she moaned and bounced up faster and faster. I decided to just make that her thing as she now never really had a filter. During sex, she would be as lively and vulgar as a pornstar and it would translate to everyday life. Pussy, tits, asshole, anal, fuck, all of these words she would just work into most casual conversations. Memories of constant detentions and write-ups from school and work flooded her brain as she never could really catch herself before she said something naughty.
I was so distracted by all my work that I hadn’t realized how much work she had put in herself. I was definitely getting close to cumming and that is when my grand finale would be. She could feel myself throbbing and before I even told her, she hopped off me, got on her knees and awaited her prize.
The taste of my salty cum flooded her mouth as she caught every last drop in her mouth. She knew now what her mouth was for, and that was collecting cum. Of course, she would service all of her clients to the best of her abilities but sometimes there just wasn’t enough. I added plenty of addresses of truck stops, sleazy bars and clubs to her phone as she always needed a backup for her cum addiction. If she had an off day and couldn’t get paid for it, she would need a gloryhole or two to fill her quota.
“Jesus fuck man,” I thought you said you’d be quick,” she mumbled as she grabbed the cash from her bedside table and put it in her purse.
“It was only like 15 minutes, what’s the rush?” I asked.
“My I have like 3 other friends coming over for a quick BJ. I promised I would be at my boyfriend’s place in like an hour to watch a stupid Marvel movie or some shit and I don’t wanna be late”.
“Well, then I won’t keep you”. I got changed and walked out the door with a huge grin on my face.
