Harvey and the pretty girl - part 6
and now, the thrilling conclusion.... will Harley rescue Sandra and save the world? Will Sandra take terrible revenge? read on...
Harvey and the pretty girl - Part 6
Charlotte opened the door and walked in as if she owned the place. She led Kelly by the hand. Kelly was a good deal taller than Charlotte in her high fetish boots and her heels made an enticing tap-tap-tap sound as she followed the little asian girl.
The room was larger than Harley had expected, clearly extending beyond the boundaries of the building above. The walls at the end of the room they had entered were rough bricks and mortar, but they became hewn rock further into the space. There was shelving and chairs near the entrance, the far end led to a kind of raised stage or dais.
Eleven hooded figures were focussed on the stage, they were chanting or mumbling, or maybe praying. They stood in a rough semi-circle.
On the stage, a twelfth figure held a book and was focussed on something like a piece of raw chaos from a nightmare.
There was a clearly delineated circle, on the stage. Marked out with characters from no alphabet that Harley recognised. The characters shifted form and colour, and they glowed, mostly green but with flickers of red and other colours. Inside the circle, as if in a glass jar, something moved.
It was hard to describe, and harder to look at. At first, Harley was reminded of a boiling black storm cloud with lightning, but within the dark roiling mass there were tentacles, fins, human body parts, blood, slime and sparks of energy and all manner of other things.
The parts were disturbing when they became recognisable; a hand or face being formed and ripped apart again by the forces in the circle.
Harley could see that the chaos extended into dimensions that human minds could not perceive. It threatened the sanity of anyone who studied it, or weaker minds who caught a glimpse of it.
“Focus on the boys, don’t look at the stage!” Harley hissed to the girls as they went into the room.
Harley could feel Sandra, in that chaos, through the link they shared. The link was muted, but at this range, the fury and frustration were immensely distracting.
Charlotte and Kelly reached the nearest boy, who had been so focused on the stage that he hadn’t noticed them. Charlotte tapped him on the shoulder and, as he turned to see who was there, Kelly grabbed his head and kissed him so hard that her piercings drew blood. Kelly licked the crimson stain from her lips and reached up and ripped the front of the robe in two. The startled boy’s knees buckled and Kelly wrapped herself around him and rode him to the ground as she writhed against him, Charlotte quickly removed the boy’s shorts and helped the frenzied Goth slake her craving. The ferocity with which Kelly fucked the poor boy made Harley wince, but she could feel the energy already start to flow and knew that Kelly would be almost unstoppable until she could not drain any more energy.
One of the other boys sensed something was happening and turned to see what was going on. He looked utterly confused to see a Goth girl riding his semi-naked friend and a petite asian girl gesturing to him.
Charlotte crossed quickly to him and quietly said, with a grin on her face “Me love you long time? Come with me?” she held out her hand and the bemused boy took it. As her skin met his, his face went slack and he moved to follow her as she led him back to Kelly. He was struggling to remove his robe with one hand as he followed her.
Charlotte turned to him and rose on her tiptoes to kiss him as they reached Kelly. She quickly stripped him, with his clumsy help and guided his tumescent member to Kelly’s willing mouth.
By this time, the other girls had come level with them. Charlotte spotted her next target and gestured to Emma, The two of them approached the boy and stood behind him. Charlotte grabbed Emma and began making out with her. Emma's startled muffled cry alerted the boy and he turned to see two small beauties, in fetish wear, snogging each other. Before he could raise the alarm, Charlotte reached out a hand and he took it, lust rising on his face and in his loins as Charlotte helped Emma take care of him.
Annie and Bella helped organise the other girls and soon there was a full-blown orgy underway. It took a handful of seconds until most of the boys were fucking some hottie or standing slack-jawed with their penis in their hand watching the show.
Harley took advantage of the distraction to slip up to Jack on the stage, trying to look as much like a bimbo as she could and not in any way like a threat. Jack looked up from his book and shouted “WHAT!! Get them!”
He could have saved his breath. Each of the girls had at least one boy enthralled and the energy was rolling into Harley. She pulled more energy into herself from all the links she had and she felt the links each girl had to their victims.
Harley moved closer to Jack.
“Can I help you, sweetie?” she asked Jack “Carlos arranged for a little party… don’t you want to _play_ with me?”
Harley reached out for Jack, both physically and metaphysically. He seemed to be shielded, somehow, she couldn’t get to his energy, it was like he was wearing plate armour.
He might be immune to her ability to raise his lust by supernatural means, but he was still a boy. As he looked around the room, he was distracted by all the sex happening around them. Harley used her reserves of energy to weaken her outfit and it tore like tissue paper as he laid hands on her. When Jack found that he had a small cute nubile girl dressed in rags in his hands, he seemed to be at a loss for what to do next. Harley wrapped herself around him and made it clear what she wanted him to do as she kissed him. If she couldn’t drain his energy, she could at least distract him while the girls drained the other boys. She lay down on the stage and pulled him down to her so that he would not see what was happening in the rest of the room.
He entered her with a self-satisfied grin on his face.
Harley closed her eyes and smiled a dreamy smile to herself as she reached out with her new senses to feel what was happening in the rest of the room. She kept herself from probing the circle on the stage with them too closely as it reeked of danger.
She could feel that Kelly was struggling to drain any more energy from the two boys she was enthusiastically draining. She tried to concentrate on their energy patterns and got ready to push female energy into them as before. Jack was a distraction, but she managed to concentrate on the feelings she had when she created Grace and Isobella and she pushed female energy into her targets.
The boys transformed into girls and the release of energy smashed through Kelly and back into Harley.
Harley could not help moaning as the warm energy flooded her system, she hurriedly pushed it down into the lower dimensions so that Jack wouldn’t notice. He grinned, assuming that his actions had prompted the noise she made, and he redoubled his efforts.
Harley carefully repeated her actions for each of the other boys, hiding the released energy as best she could. All the while Jack did not stop his relentless pounding. When he came the first time, Harley found that a little energy leaked out of him into her. Maybe, she could wear him down over time? Especially with Kelly, and the other girls’ help?
Grace, Isobella and Annie left their victims with the other girls and moved closer to the stage so that they could help Harley.
Annie came close first, she slipped a hand around Jack's shoulder and leaned in to kiss him.
Harley wasn’t sure how Grace and Isobella were going to help, men were pretty focussed on their penis and their mouth, Jack was fucking Harley and kissing Annie already, and she was worried that the addition of the twins might be a distraction. When they lay down beside her and started sucking on her nipples she cried out. They were a distraction, but what a wonderful distraction they were. The additional display of the show that they were putting on for Jack kept him concentrating on Harley.
She tried to study his energy pattern, was there a crack in his armour? To Harley’s enhanced senses it looked as though he was coated in a mesh of interconnected lines of force. There was no obvious crack in his armour. Then, when Annie slipped her tongue into his mouth, Harley saw that the armour mesh did not cover the inside of Jack’s mouth. She reached up to pull Jack’s mouth down to hers, stuck her tongue as far down his throat as she could, tapped her reservoir of female energy and forced as much of it as she could through her tongue and down into Jack’s body.
Jack shook like he had grabbed a live wire, he quickly transformed into a she-male, as Diana had, but he didn’t seem to be too much worse for wear. The amount of energy Harley had funnelled into him must surely have had more of an effect than that?
While Jack was still reeling from the attack, inspiration struck Harley…
“Quick, throw him into the circle!” she cried.
The four girls picked up Jack and hurled him against the circle. They were a little uncoordinated and Jack was thrashing around. He landed across the edge of the circle, with his feet inside and his face outside.
There was utter silence throughout the room for a moment, you could have heard a pin drop. The roiling chaos that filled the circle contracted, Jack let out a shrill scream and then was pulled further into the circle.
As he was pulled in, something flowed out, along his legs and body, out of his screaming mouth and up his hands to coalesce just beyond the circle’s edge, where Jack’s fingertips scrabbled for purchase. It seemed as insubstantial as smoke, but where it flowed there were sickening sounds of breaking bones and flayed flesh, there was a wet ripping sound as it passed Jack’s lower torso.
Harley felt her connection to Sandra come back into sharp focus, where previously it had been muted, like there was a barrier separating them. At first she felt relief, the compulsion which had driven her to rescue Sandra lifted. Harley’s fears of becoming a slave to her sexual urges, or exploding because the energy she absorbed couldn’t be released into Sandra subsided. Then Harley realised that she had already found solutions for those problems, and her mad, head-long rush to rescue Sandra no longer seemed as urgent or important as it had before. Harley resented the feeling that she was leashed to Sandra again.
She was also horrified to feel the satisfaction Sandra felt as she inflicted hideous damage on Jack’s body as she dragged herself out of the circle and pushed Jack back in her place.
Sandra stepped from the coalescing chaos, looking none the worse. Jack was sucked into the circle which became filled with a new roiling chaos, but this one was red, scarlet as blood with bits of lung and bone swirling within it.
Sandra was naked, with a fierce grin of triumph as she looked at the results of their actions.
As Sandra stepped forward Harley felt her connection to Sandra burst into full life and all her excess energy she was carrying flowed into Sandra, who began to glow like an electric light bulb. With a wave of her hand and a shimmer of energy Sandra clothed herself. The light show quickly faded.
“Wow!” said Sandra “You _have_ been busy! However did you?...”
Sandra’s voice trailed off as she looked around the room.
“Oh shit.” she said “What on Earth have you done!”
“Nevermind!” Sandra went on “I’m sure it was self defence! Oh…” She dropped a throbbing severed penis in Harley’s hand. “Memento for you! He won’t be needing it where he’s going!”
“Where is he going?” Harley asked as she gingerly held the strangely warm thing.
“Well, he won’t be bored!” Sandra said.
Sandra picked up the book that Jack had dropped, scanned a few pages and said a few words. The cylinder drained as if it’s contents were being flushed and then the characters of the circle on the ground floated away from the ground and vanished one by one leaving a scorch marked area on the floor.
The room fell silent as they looked around to assess the situation.
“Wow!” Sandra shouted, “That’s what I call a Halloween Party!”
There was an embarrassed giggle that went round the room as the girls took stock.
Sandra grabbed Harley and hugged her close. She said softly in her ear, so only Harley could hear “Thank you, I could not have escaped without you. You didn’t save just me, but you may have saved the world! That guy was crazy with the things he wanted to do!”
Harley felt acutely aware of the fact that she was practically naked with bodily fluids on her skin beginning to get tacky. She wasn’t ashamed, infact, she felt… horny.
Harley realised that there was still a noise of slapping and she looked up to see Kelly desperately scissoring a bemused, newly transformed girl.
Harley crossed to Kelly, her heels sounding loud in the silence. She bent down to kiss Kelly and, with their touch, took back some of the lust that had been driving her mad and buried it for later.
Kelly stood and hugged her, sobbing her relief.
“Thank you,” Kelly whispered in Harley’s ear, “for not leaving me out of control, and for giving me the help when I was scared I wouldn’t be able to… you know, do it.”
“We can do ‘it’ when you want, now. Or you can choose not to do it. Let me know if your libido troubles you, I think I can help increase or decrease it.” Harley said.
“If you want to decrease it, then I think you should consider our clothing options!” Kelly said with a wry smile.
Kelly’s latex corset had survived better than Harley’s Halloween costume but they were both practically naked, as were the majority of the girls.
Harley summoned some more energy from her reserves and manifested a beautiful black lace gothic-style dress for Kelly, with matching platform boots.
Sandra’s eyes grew wide as she saw this and Harley could tell that there would be a long conversation about her new abilities, later.
Kelly smiled in relief. She looked down at Harley and said, a little uncertainly, like she couldn’t believe her eyes “Is that a willy in your hand, or are you just pleased to see me?”
Harley giggled.
“Ah, yes. This is a present that Sandra gave me!” Harley said.
“I hope she kept the receipt!” Kelly said.
Annie laughed.
“Are you sure you don’t want a willy?” Harley asked, “In fact…”
Harley turned to face all the girls, and she continued in a louder voice; “Who wants to go back to being a boy?”
“Are you kidding!” said Annie “I have never felt more alive, I’ve never felt more comfortable in my skin, I’ve never felt more me. I love being a woman!”
There was a small cheer from most of the girls. One or two of the eleven most recently transformed girls looked a little unsure.
“Girls,” Bella said, “we are in this together, we are sisters, and we will take care of each other, right Harley?”
“That’s right!” Harley said, “We stand together!”
Sandra said, “Well, that’s good… because I don’t have any way to change you into men, and I don’t think Harley does, either?”
“Well, no… but I never intended this to get out of hand like this. I would search for a way to restore anyone who was uncomfortable.” Harley said.
“It does you credit to be concerned about that, but frankly, the matrix you borrowed from me to guide the transformation, doesn’t really give much wiggle-room for ‘free choice’ or dysmorphia. You girls are going to love being female in ways that you cannot dream of now. Doing anything to change that will become unthinkable in a very short time. Frankly, given the forces that you were messing with… you were very, very lucky. Entire villages have been cursed for generations for less. The American government has been known to ‘nuke first and ask questions later’ in these circumstances.” Sandra said.
The girls who had been looking unsure before now looked pale.
Sandra went on; “Now… I am sure that there are showers upstairs, I, for one, could do with a hot shower, but I am willing to share. Some of you are looking a bit… sticky. Why don’t we just make do with towels for now? We might find that mother nature has provided for us in our hour of need. Let’s see what she has left in your closets?”
She gestured and a pile of fluffy bath towels flopped to the ground from thin air. The girls quickly grabbed a towel each, most of them wrapped a towel around themselves to cover their nakedness. One or two just flaunted their bodies, including the twins, Grace and Isobella. They held their towels over their arms and just wore a smile, and the remains of the succubus outfits Harley had made for them.
Sandra looked at them and nodded approvingly.
“Nice look, girls!” she said with an appreciative grin.
The twins preened at the attention.
“Shit!” Harley said, “What about the other boys upstairs?”
Annie went “Oh!”
“How many are left?” Harley asked.
Annie did a quick headcount.
“Four, I think.” She said, “There are twenty of the transformed girls here, plus you and Sandra. No, wait… Jack’s gone, so that makes three.”
“Ha, three boys living with twenty-two sex-crazed hotties… they will be the envy of all their friends for 5 minutes until they die with smiles on their faces that could not be surgically removed!” Charlotte said.
“That could be a problem…” Harley said “Dead bodies are even worse than disappeared people. Maybe I should take a few of the girls upstairs and see if we can’t, gently, wear down their resistance a little?”
“You’re not intending to change them?” Sandra asked.
Harley sighed. “I know it might be more expedient, but I don’t like making people’s personality and body change that way without good cause!”
“Even if you are making assholes into angels?” Annie asked, “Because, I guarantee they are no better than the rest of us, and they certainly don’t deserve special treatment because they were wanking in the bathroom when you came by!”
The rest of the girls were vocal in their agreement.
“I guess, if you can convince me that they want to be changed, then I can try and change them too.” Harley said, sounding very unsure.
“What will they do if you don’t change them?” Annie asked “They won’t have a moment’s peace if they stay here without changing!”
All the girls were heading towards the door now, Charlotte was trying to get the most recently changed girls to head to the front.
“They deserve to get a taste!” Charlotte chortled.
“Wait!” Harley said, “What about names!”
Annie said, “That’s right, girls. You can’t go around using your old names, now can you? You’ll feel better, knowing who you are.”
Charlotte got the eleven new girls lined up like a cross between a parade ground and an ‘American Pie: The sorority girls” movie.
The first girl was a pale blonde. Harley named her ‘Lily’ as she held her hand, she reached into her hidden reserve of energy and pushed a little more into the newly named Lily, she became the archetypal Swedish blonde.
Sandra’s eyebrow rose again, but she didn’t make a comment.
The next girl was a little stocky with short dark brown hair. Harley named her ‘Michaela’ and pushed energy into her. Michaela turned into a cute tomboy with tousled short hair.
‘Neve’ was next, she transformed into a redhead with a mass of curls and freckles.
‘Olivia’ was a slender black girl, until the extra energy gave her extra muscle tone and long thick black hair, she looked like a sports star or a superheroine. She unwrapped the towel and started flexing her muscles and checking her body out. The girls to either side of her stared in awe.
‘Penny’ was quite petite to begin with but the energy shrank her to below 5 feet tall and made her fine features take on an almost alien beauty. Her hair became black, like her irises and eyebrows, she smirked and her canines were strangely sharp. She looked Fae, not like a Tinkerbell fairy but like the incarnation of older magics. She giggled and her high pitched laugh sounded just a little crazed.
The next girl said “Nuh-uh, I see how this is going! The only girl’s name I can think of that starts with a ‘Q’ is ‘Queenie’ and that, for someone who was a guy 30 minutes ago is just… NO, nu-uh!”
“Ok” Harley said “How about… ‘Rachael’?”
Harley reached out and touched Rachael’s hand, the energy gave her an hourglass figure and raven curls like a pinup girl from the 50s. Rachael’s eyes went wide as her rapidly expanding bust caused the towel she had wrapped around herself to fall to the floor.
She went “Oopsie!” in a breathy voice, and her hands started wandering over her body, as if of their own volition. Rachael pulled her knees tight together as her knees buckled slightly.
“Ohhhh myyy…” she said in the same high pitched breathy voice.
The next girl looked a little nervous seeing Rachael’s transformation.
“Tina” Harley said, Tina stood up straighter, a little curvier and a little blonder, and looked a little relieved.
“Una” grew to a 5’11” supermodel-type, looking down her Aquiline nose at the other girls.
“Victoria” became a peaches and cream complexioned “English Rose”.
“Wendy” became a friendly-looking brunette with long hair and a big smile like Julia Roberts and a figure like Daisy Duke.
“Yasmin” Was already dusky-skinned, her eyes tilted more and her dark hair became glossier and wavy. She looked like a live action version of Princess Jasmine.
“Right” Charlotte said as she marshalled her ‘troops’ again. Rachael and Olivia moved to the front, Penny slid to the back and the girls headed upstairs.
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Well, Sally and Tiffany lasted about 30 minutes before they begged to be turned into girls, now they are upstairs painting their nails with the others. Zoe, well… Zoe lasted 3 days and Harley wasn’t sure if he was enjoying himself before or if they like being tortured. Many of the girls seem to be completely different from the boys that they were before, but she didn’t know the boys before they changed.
Zoe seemed to be a masochist or submissive or something, and Harley didn’t know if that was influenced by them trying to resist the ‘encouragement’ that the other girls were giving him to accept the change. Pronouns were a problem when trying to figure this out.
Zoe had taken to wearing a gingham dress and a slave collar and often baked cookies for everyone in the kitchen. She would literally do anything any of the other girls suggested, which Harley had to put a stop to. Harley was disturbed by how turned on Zoe seemed to get from being humiliated and powerless.
Harley asked Sandra about why the girls were so different from who they were before and why they showed such startling differences between each other. Harley thought that they would all be essentially succubi feeding through her into Sandra, but Penny seemed to feed on Chaos, Annie devours knowledge and seemed to be getting smarter by the day. Sandra told Harley that they all seemed to be based on elements of different aspects of Harley.
“They are all human, mostly” Sandra assured Harley.
Harley was reassured, at first. But, over time she realised that the combination of her ability to perceive the lower dimensions and store energy in different forms there and her links to twenty girls who all used to be boys with an unhealthy obsession with obtaining power by torturing a summoned demon meant that she was in a remarkably unstable situation.
Each girl was, to be fair, a little unstable in her own unique way. Having the previously tortured demon living with them as well made the situation more unstable. Harley found it difficult to shake the feeling that she was living on the slopes of a metaphysical supervolcano.
