Terry buy's a phone app from the SRU store after a night at the bar with his roommates but they find the app on his phone and show their true deviance.

“Arrghh...” I moan as I groggily sit up in bed, “Yup I’m an idiot...definitely drank to much last night.” I mutter. I made the mistake of going out to a few bars with my roommates last night and after that I don't remember all that much. But it’s a pretty good bet that the night ended with me being alone, since...well that’s what always happens.

I stand up and Immediately regret it as pain shoots through my head, right shoulder and right leg. I limp into the kitchen to grab a bunch of painkillers and some water, as I swallow them down two naked bombshells walk into the kitchen with their huge tit’s bouncing around and from my angle I can their ass’s jiggiling ever so slightly also.

“Ohh..like hi we're....” Begins one of the obvious ditz’s before I cut them off.

“Ya ya Craig, Lance, Jerry or Ethan’s cocksleeves...dont care.” I mutter as I stumble back into my room. I know I’ll pay for that at some point but right now I just can’t bring myself to care about it. Once in my room I lock the door and look around the room. Same as always one wall with a bookshelf it’s entire length completely filled with sci-fi fantasy books and computer programming books. On the wall to my left I have a big 60” flat screen LCD with my sound systems receiver and video game console’s. On the opposite one is my bed and the door leading to the room that I keep all my computer’s, equipment and spare computer parts.

My name is Terry Chatsworth, I’m just a bit over six feet tall weigh two hundred fifteen pounds and basically your typical nerd. I work for a company called SynyDyne as a top level programmer where they pay me a massive salary and have for over ten years. I graduated from MIT when I was sixteen and have worked for SynyDyne ever since. I own my house and the only reason I have roommates is because otherwise I wouldn't have any social interaction with anyone, and plus I met my ex girfriend through them.

After a few minutes I hear the two girls yelling at someone down the hallway, and then Ethan is banging on my door yelling for me to open it. I ignore him as I start looking for my phone which I can hear is beeping repeatedly and both Jerry and Lance tell Ethan to stop and deal with me later. I eventually find the phone stuck between the mattress and headboard. I take a look at it and feels like someone has my heart and guts in a vice and is twisting them.

“What the fuck! How the hell did this happen!!?” I yell as I see that I purchased an app at one point during the night. Normally it doesn’t really matter to me but this time I spent over fifteen thousand dollars which as I look through the email was taken from my savings account.

“What the fuck is wrong with me? I never do something this stupid.” I mutter to myself. Just then my phone rings...shit it’s Sophia my ex girlfriend.

“Hey Sophia, what do ya want?” I say as I answer the phone.

“Well gee isn’t that a nice way to greet your girlfriend of four years.” She replies.

“Ex girlfriend, remember you broke up with me in a text message a couple of days ago. Now isn’t that a nice and respectful thing to do to your boyfriend of four fucking years.” I reply angrily.

“Wow I figured you’d be pissed but not quite this much, you knew we were going to eventually break up.” She replies in surprise.

“Bad morning, again what do you want?” I ask.

“I’ve got a box of your stuff and I need you to come and get it, I’m cleaning my place out and need to make some room.” She replies.

“Fuck...ok I’ll be there in a bit, I need to get out of the house for a while anyways.” I say before handing up and letting her say anything else. I toss the phone to the side as I walk into my bathroom and take a quick shower. I get dressed quickly and after locking the door to my room I quietly walk out to my car and drive to Sophia’s apartment.

“Wow you look like shit!” She says as she opens the door.

“Gimme the box so I can leave, the last thing I want is to be around you today.” I reply angrily.

“Oh come on don't be like that.”

“You were wrong, I didn’t think we were gonna break up I just thought we were having some trouble like all relationships.” I reply.

“The box is over by the couch.” She replies.

I walk over to the box and she watches me as I struggle to pick it up. “Geez Terry, what happened to you?” She replies in shock.

“Woke up like this.” I say as I pick the box up.

“Did you take any aspirin or something?” She asks and I simply nod a yes, “Put the box down on the coffee table and hold on a minute.” As she walks into the bathroom, she soon comes back out with some painkillers that are even more powerful than the ones I took earlier and I swallow them down with a glass of water.

“Thanks...I should get going, I’ll see ya around.” I say walk back out to my car. As I pull my car out of the parking spot I see Sophia standing in her window shaking her head with a worried look on her face.

“Too fucking late to care now.” I mutter as I head back to the house. I get to my room without having to deal with any of my roommates and toss the box into a corner of the room as I take my phone out of my pocket so I can see what this stupid app I bought is.

It turns out to be an app from the SRU app store whatever the hell that is, all it takes is a quick look to realize that it’s a rip off since it says it’s the Rabbit's Foot Phone App and that it fulfills wishes.

“Yeah right....fine...I wish I didn’t feel like I my shoulder and leg were broken and my head wasn’t about to explode.” The second I finish I feel a tingling that starts at my head and quickly moves down through my right shoulder and ends at my right leg and as the it moves down all the pain simply disappears.

“Nooo...the...painkillers must have kicked in.” I mutter to myself as I stare at the phone and then at the door nervously and move into my computer room since I don't trust my roommates at all.

“Ok I wish I had my fifteen thousand dollars back.” Just like before, the second I finish I get a beep on my phone that says I have an email and to my shock it says that fifteen thousand dollars has been deposited to my savings account.

I stare down at my phone in shock unable to believe what had just happened and that’s when Ethan grabs my phone from my hand.

“Who the fuck do you think you are talking to those two at all let alone that way?” He demands.

“Hey! Give me that back asshole.” I yell.

“Shut the fuck up dork.” He says as he throws me to the ground when I try to grab my phone from him and walks out into the living room.

I chase after him and arrive in the living room just as he tells the rest of the guys what I was doing in my room.

“Guess what the dork was doing in his room guys, playing around with a wish granting app!” They all laugh at this.

“Hey toss it here bro.” Says lance completely ignoring me.
“I wish that the four of us were six feet five inches tall, ripped and with cocks that have a four inch girth and are ten inches long. Before my eyes I see them all grow taller and their already huge arms blow up like balloons.

“HOLY SHIT!” Yells Jerry as he stares at Ethan and then looks down at himself in shock.

Craig jumps up and rips his boxers off and stares in awe as he grabs his now apparently ten inch long four inch round cock.

“Here give it to me I got a real good idea.” Says Ethan, as he grins at me he says, “You're gonna regret your smart ass mouth you little fuck.”

As he says that I turn around and run as quick as I can back towards my room hoping that if I get further away from him whatever he wishes for won't come true, but I only get a few feet before I hear Ethan make his wish.

“I wish that Terry was actually born as what all four of us consider our dreamgirls combined and that she was always horny.” He doesn't even finish before I turn around and stare at him in horror.

Instantly I can feel the changes start happening. The tingling starts at my feet more powerful than before as it slowly moves up my legs. As it reaches my hip’s I can feel them expand as my jeans get tighter and tighter until they stop just before it feels like there going to explode. I never had a big cock but it is big enough for me to feel it as it starts to shrink along with my balls, it doesn't take long before I can feel my balls and tiny dick be sucked into my body. The tingling continues in my groin but starts to slowly move up my body as I can feel my shirt start to fit snuggly to every crevice of my body. It’s when the tingling gets to my neck and above that I can really feel it as things change, it feels like my skin is bubbling and I can actually feel my lips get thicker as my short hair starts to lengthen. It’s when my hair reaches past my shoulders that I can feel the pressure in my chest start, it starts slowly and as I look down I see two breasts forming that look like there around a C-Cup. In no time their easily past a D-Cup and then soon after that I couldn’t even guess how big all I know is that their huge and that as they stick out I can’t see the ground, all I can see is massive amounts of cleavage.

I finally look around the rest of the room and notice the guys are circling me like wild animals, all four of them are holding their cocks and Craig is holding the phone.

“I wish that Terry, whose name is now Terrah would obey all four of us no matter what we tell her to do.” He says as he grins at me while Jerry, Ethan and Lance all laugh.

“Now take your clothes off.” He says.

Just as he told me to I strip my clothes off, struggling with getting my jeans past my wide hips and ass. I hesitate a second once I take my bra off as I see my breasts bounce up and down and stand high up on my chest with my nipples sticking out from the cold.

“Get on your knees and blow all of us.” Says Craig as I step out of my panties.

I quickly drop to my knees and take as much of his cock in my mouth as I can while I stroke the others cocks. It doesn’t take long before he cums straight down my throat and the rest of them go by in a blur as each one forces me to swallow every last drop.

I stay there on my knees staring at the ground ashamed at what I did and how I can feel my body get warmer and warmer, I just know it’s because I’m getting horny.

Out of the corner of my eye I notice Ethan picking up the phone that Craig dropped, “I wish the four of us had enough stamina to be ready whenever we wanted to be.” Ans his cock is immediately hard as he walks in front of me and lays down on the ground.

“Get on my cock bitch!” He says as Jerry move’s behind me and Lance grabs my head and stuffs his huge cock down my throat. I slowly drop my self down onto his cock and it feels like it’s about to rip me open but at the same time it feels amazing with my muscles squeezing it like a vice. That’s when I feel one of them try and stuff their massive cock in my ass, but it’s just too big and I can hear him grunt in anger as he fails over and over to push it in.

“Oh god no please not there!” I cry out.

“Dude quick give me the phone I gotta fix this shit.”Says Jerry.

“I wish that Terrah’s pussy and ass could stretch as much as they need to be able to take as big a cock or as many at once and still be super tight.” He pushes his cock against my hole again and though it’s really tight he slowly pushes it in, in no time he starts to slam it in as I rock back and forth on Ethan’s cock and Lance forces his cock in my mouth over and over. Soon I don't even care about the cock in my ass, it starts to feel amazing having all three holes stuffed full. But I can't help the tears of shame as Craig starts to suck on my tits and my breath quickens, Lance shoots his load in my mouth and a moment later Craig stuffs his cock in my mouth as Lance takes his place with my tits. Ethan grabs my ass as he starts to thrust up into my pussy and I feel his cock twitching.

I moan in protest but he ignores me as he comes in my pussy and just a moment later Jerry fills my ass with his cum too. It goes on like this for what feels like hours, I beg them over and over to stop when ever I don't have one their cocks in my mouth but they ignore me everytime until       eventually I pass out.

I roll over onto my back wondering why I'm laying on the floor, I open my eyes to see two massive tits blocking most of my view.

“ Holy shit....it wasn’t a dream...noo Noo!!” I cry as I sit up and cover my tits with my arm’s. It doesn’t sound like the guys are home right now and so I hurry into my room and lock the door. As I stand there I feel a weird sensation as something slowly runs down the inside of my legs, without even thinking about it much more I realize what it is...cum dripping from my pussy.

“Oh god nooo!” I cry as I rush to the bathroom and dive for the toilet and empty my stomach. I kneel there for awhile crying over what they did to me eventually stepping into the shower and letting the water run over my sensitive skin. I stay in the shower until the water gets cold and I stop crying, I wrap myself in a towel as I walk out of the bathroom. That’s when I notice my room, for the most part it hasn’t changed too much I still have the bookshelves filled with sci-fi fantasy books and computer programming books, I still have the big tv and gaming consoles. The room is just more feminine, there’s a lot more pastel colors and a whole lot of pink.

I think back on Ethans exact wording of his wish as I sit down on the edge of the bed...”I wish that Terry was actually born as what all four of us consider our dreamgirls combined and that she was always horny.” As I remember what he said tears well up in my eyes and run down my cheeks, and with shaking hands I pick up the purse on the bedstand and search through it for a wallet. Terrified of what I will find I open the wallet so I can look at the ID and exactly what I was afraid of, as they said earlier my first name is Terrah and my last name is still Chatsworth I'm 5’5”, 122 lb, blonde hair and blue eyes and all of it is on a license. I walk over to a large full length mirror to take a look at my self.

The first thing I notice is that I’m gorgeous with crystal blue eyes placed perfectly above high cheekbones and full, plump lips. My face is framed by long silky platinum blonde hair that stops just above my large firm heart shaped ass and wide hips. But what is the most obvious are the huge, heavy breasts. I look over at the pile of clothes that I had on after I was turned into...this and go through them until I find the bra...32GG. I didn’t even know they could be that big without implants and they definitely aren't fake, they may be firm but they’re also soft, it must have something to do with their dream girls. Below my breasts are a flat stomach that leads to a waist that is drastically smaller than my hips, all in all I can definitely see why this would be the body of anyones dream girl.

I shake my head slightly as I put the thought out of my head for now and walk over to the dresser to find some clean clothes. I grab the most modest panties that I can find which really aren't modest at all and slide them up my silky smooth pale legs, they encase my ass and pussy in thin soft material as they conform to all my curves and crevices. I grab a bra from the drawer and stare at the tag with it’s 32GG on it amazement again. I lay the bra back down as I hold my breasts in my hand, amazed at how firm but soft they are at the same time and very round with only the slightest bit of a teardrop shape to them. Eventually I get over their size and after a bit of difficulty I get both into the cups and the hooks attached. Soon I’m in a pair of tight fitting jeans and a blouse that can barely hold my tits in let alone actually button it very much, but the important thing is that I’m clothed.

I spend the next few hour’s looking around my bedroom and computer room, as I do I notice subtle differences in the room that weren’t obvious earlier. There are diaries hidden behind the bookcases, presumably to keep them away from the my roommates. The few pictures I had as guy have been added to and replaced with one’s of my family and friends, I even notice quite a few of Sophia and I which makes me think we might be friends in this life. The most obvious that I notice when I actually take a look is the sheer amount of clothes, as a guy I really didn’t have a lot but as a girl the closet is packed with dresses and all kinds of other items. There’s so much that the computer room is even used as a makeshift closet and by the amount of shoes even a shoe store.

The computer room surprises me the most for the most part other than the clothes and shoes it’s still the same just cleaner and more organized. I still have my degree in computer science hanging on the wall from MIT just in a different name than I’m used to. I even have the same computer and video games except for a few additions that I never would have even touched as a guy.

Just then I hear Ethan banging on the door and yelling at me and no matter how hard I try to cover my ears I can’t completely block out his voice, “Open the fucking door now bitch...it’s time for some fun and I got a suprise for ya!”

I slowly open the the door with new tears running down my face, before I can open it all the way he pushes his way in knocking me to the ground. He shuts and locks the door and as he turns towards me a grin spreads across his face.

“Get up and take your clothes off.” He says.

I get up off the ground slowly and take my clothes off. I stand there shaking in fear as he circles around me.

“Get on your knees and take my cock out and suck it.” He orders.

I do as he says and as I take his cock in my hands I stare at it still amazed at how big it is and terrified at the same time.

“Oh and make sure it’s good.” He adds with a grin.

With tears in my eyes I start to slowly lick the tip before moving down the entire ten inches before I take as much of him into my mouth as possible. As I move my mouth up and down on his cock I slide my tongue over it doing my best to imitate Sophia’s blowjobs while a small voice screams in the back of my mind. He tenses up as I move faster and grabs the sides of my head as he starts to thrust his cock in and out, instinctively I move my tongue around trying to get him off quicker, hoping he’ll leave. It feels like hour’s but eventually I feel him tense up again as he starts to hammer his cock into my mouth while pushing my head into his crotch. Just second’s later I feel him cum, but instead of spurts of hot cum it feels like a river as he forces his cock all the down my throat and I have no choice but to swallow and hope I don't suffocate. By the time he finishes My stomach starts to feel full as he laughs and slaps his cock on my face.

“Hands and knees on the bed now cum slut!” He laughs.

I meekly crawl up onto the bed and position myself in the middle as he grabs my hips and slowly slides his monstrous cock into my tight pussy. He slaps my ass as my tits swing back and forth in time with his thrusts.

“Slut! Move your hips around, always make it the best fuck possible and thats an order!” He grunts as he speeds up his thrusts and I start to slowly gyrate my hips.

His grunts get louder and louder as he pounds my pussy, suddenly he moves in closer and pushes my face down into the bed as he gets a better position to slam his cock in as hard as possible. I start to panic and struggle as I have trouble breathing, but he eventually forces my head to the side and I gasp for breath as I cry out in pain.

“Nng please...ahh STOP!!” I cry, but he keeps going and to my dismay he goes even faster as he forces my head down and his fingers dig into the side of my ass. Suddenly he grunts loudly and starts slapping my ass repeatedly as his cock starts twitching madly and I feel the rivers of cum start again but this time straight into my pussy. The hotness of his cum slowly spreads through my body as it mixes with relief that he finished and hope that he really is done...hope that is soon obliterated.

Within a few seconds he wills himself hard again and starts to pump his cock in and out. I don't know how long it lasts or how many times he cums but when he does finish I can feel my belly is noticeably larger. I lay there on the bed crying as he stuffs something huge into my pussy and leans down by my head.

“You leave that in until you're told otherwise whore, now be a good whore and put on your sluttiest heels and come into the living room make sure that’s all you got on.” He whispers before pulling his jeans on and leaves the room.

I lay there a few minutes as I try to wrap my mind around it, soon I sit up with the unnerving feeling of my belly sloshing around. I do my best to balance my self with the new weight of my belly and with the weight sloshing around I walk into the computer room and find a pair of heels.

I struggle to get the heels on and then even more as I walk out into the living room stumbling repeatedly. The entire group roars with laughter as they see my distended belly and the shamed look on my face as I stare at the ground.

“Wow you really did a number on her Ethan!” Laughs Craig.

“Ok listen up cunt, from now on it’s your job to keep this house spotless and that means every single room. It’s also your job to make us our meals starting with dinner. Start putting the recipe that’s on the kitchen counter together and while it’s in the oven start cleaning. Oh ya and unless otherwise told when in this house you won't wear any clothes other than your tallest heels, now GO!” He says.

I turn around and walk into the kitchen to make their dinner unable to ignore the odd feeling of the cum sloshing around in my belly. I takes me an hour to get everything together and cooking. Soon I start on my second command and clean the kitchen, luckily for me it has always been kept fairly clean and so doesn't take very long I eventually clean the hallways and most of Craigs room before the food is done.

“Now you get to serve us dinner and if you're real good maybe you get to eat too.” Craig says as they all sit down around the coffee table in the living room, during the half hour dinner they make me serve them and clean there faces of any food. Afterwards I bring everything back into the kitchen and clean it before continuing to clean the house, I spend the most time in Ethan and Lances rooms which look worse than a garbage dump. I finally finish cleaning the entire house a little before midnight.

I walk into my room exhausted but stop in my tracks when I see Jerry laying on my bed smiling at me.

“Lock the door and go take that plug out so you don't look so ridiculous, put some makeup on which you should know how to do even if you don't think you do.” He says, “Oh and take a shower too I don’t want Ethan’s stink on me.” He adds.

I walk into the bathroom and as I sit on the toilet I pull the plug out of my pussy, it’s the weirdest feeling in the world having all the thick, warm goo slide out of my belly and out my pussy...my pussy. I start to cry again tears raining down as I sit on the toilet wonder what will happen to me now and whether this is permanent. It takes a while but eventually it’s all out and I step into the shower. I spend a while in the shower but I don't enjoy it at all because my only goal is to try and clean away everything that’s happened to me today. But soon I realize that it isn’t possible and so I dry myself off and stand in front of the mirror staring down at the overloaded drawer of makeup.

With shaking hands I grab a bunch of stuff and before I can even think about it I start putting the makeup on. By the time I finish putting the makeup on it enhances my already gorgeous face and my crystal blue eyes practically pop. I walk out into the bedroom wrapped in a towel to see Jerry standing in front of my bookshelves naked and looking at all the photos and books, he hears me walk in and turns around and slowly walks over to me as his erect cock bounces around slightly.

“Take the towel off and lay down on the bed.” He says.

I drop the towel and climb up onto the bed laying down in the middle as he pulls me to the end of the bed so that my legs are hanging off. As he pushes my legs apart he slowly drags his tongue over the lips of my pussy. As soon as he begins my entire body tenses up. But it doesn't take long before moans of pleasure begin to slip through my lips.

“Ahh...there! Please more!” I moan as he slowly licks my clitoris and begins to push his fingers in. Without any warning he starts moving up the rest of my body as he kisses my body while moving up. He kisses my neck as the weight of his body presses down on my breasts and his cock gently rubs against the outside of my pussy.

“Enjoy it...” He whispers as he slides his cock in and out. He picks up the pace a bit more as he lowers his head and sucks on my nipples and gently runs his hands over them. I arch my back as he starts to thrust his cock even quicker and the hot slippery feeling of his cock sliding through my tight pussy.

“Nngh...faster...nngh...deeper...please! I moan.

He immediately slams his cock in and I gasp as he goes deeper. The feeling of it slipping in and the tightness of my pussy is amazing, I was too preoccupied before with the fact that I was a woman and being humiliated before to realize it.

Abruptly he rolls over onto his back and without thinking about it I start to grind my hips on his cock forcing it deeper and now I get to control the tempo. I lean forward and drag my tongue across his chest as I start a stop and go grind that makes him moan in frustration. He moves his hands to my breasts and gently cups them.

“Ahhh...it’s like...aahhh you we..re meant...to be a woman!” He moans as I lean back and start slamming down on his cock while moving faster and faster. Suddenly I feel his cock twitching and immediately know why...he’s cumming and I actually want him too, the now familiar feeling of the hot warmth spreading through my body makes me move even quicker as he sits up and whispers in my ear.

“I command you to have the most powerful orgasm possible.” As soon as he says it my body explodes with such power I never thought could be possible. I arch my back backwards and open my mouth to scream but nothing happens other than wave after wave of the most powerful emotions I have ever felt.

It finally lessens until it leaves me leaning over him fighting to catch my breath until finally I lose the strength to even lean on my arms and I pass out.

“Mmm..ahh” I mutter as I wake up from the nightmare, my bed has never felt this soft and comfortable before. I open my eyes to a bleary sight and as I wipe the sleep from them I can see my room...it was all real. I lift my head up to see my huge breasts sitting there on my chest like two tall and massively round towers. I roll onto my side and I cry as I hold my knees to my chest as the memories of the day before run past my eyes, what they did to me theres just no way it can’t be real. And what I felt the last time, it felt so good it was like I was meant for this. I don’t know how long I lay there but eventually Ethan walks into the room and I immediately know something’s different about him. He’s taller than before his head nearly touches the ceiling and even with a shirt on I can tell he would make a professional bodybuilder look tiny.

“Time for my morning blowjob!” He says as he climbs on top of me and stuff’s his cock in my mouth, that’s when I notice the other change his cock is even longer than before and the girth is terrifyingly huge. But by some miracle...or wish he fits it in if barely and as he grabs my head he actually fucks my mouth. As he rams his cock into my mouth I can feel it getting further and further down my throat, I struggle against him but he’s too big for me to push off. That’s when I notice I don't have a gag reflex, the psychopath must have made sure I wouldn’t or it was an aspect of one of their dream girls. It doesn’t take long before he tenses up and I feel his come pour into my stomach in the same rivers as last night.

“Best thing I ever did was make a you a whore!” He laughs as he walks out of the room with undeniable swagger. I lay there a while still in a bit of shock before I stand up and lock the door. I step into the shower and promptly throw up everything that Ethan had just put into my stomach.

“No! No more crying, not anymore.” I tell my self.

The next few days continue with me being fucked for hours and being humiliated repeatedly. I do my best to stop myself from becoming more feminine but every once in awhile I notice things especially how I walk in heels and when I’m being fucked by anyone other than Ethan I can’t help but enjoy it.

“Hey Sophia called, she wants to go to the beach and sunbathe. I think it’s a good idea, you're looking a bit too pale and plus my brother is getting married in Hawaii next week and you're coming with me so you need a good tan, she also said she’s on her way there now..” He says as he walks in, they took my door of the hinges the other day and now I have no privacy at all.

“Here I got this for ya and make sure you take the top off I want as few suntan lines as possible.” He adds as he tosses a small bag at me and turns around and leaves.

I open the bag and as I see what’s inside it the bottom of my stomach drops. It’s the tiniest two piece micro bikini I’ve ever seen in my life. I steel myself as feel the tiny g-string sliding up my ass, all it is in the back is string and in the front the least amount of fabric to cover my pussy. The top is the same as the bottom, meaning it has as little actual fabric covering my nipples and that’s it.

As I turn around to take a look at my self in the mirror I notice Craig has come back and he’s standing in the doorway.

“I forgot to mention, I want you to wear the smallest shorts and tightest shirt you have.” He says before walking off.

“Should've known it could get worse.” I mutter to myself as I start looking at the clothes in the closet. The tiniest shorts I have end up being so small that the bottom of each cheek actually hangs out and the distressed denim looks like it’s painted on to my round well proportioned ass. It’s the same thing for the top which is so small my breasts pour out of the top of it to create a truly amazing amount of cleavage. As I step into my heels my eyes linger on the large jewelry box on top of the dresser and as I stand there my curiosity gets the best of me and I take a look inside it. As I look through the box a pair of silver and amethyst earrings catch my eye and before I can even think about it I push my hair back and slide the earrings in.

I pick up my purse from the floor knowing that I’ll need it since I remember seeing my car keys in it the first day and walk out into the living room. I open my mouth to ask Craig what beach I’m supposed to go to but before I can even say anything he say’s Baker beach and I walk outside for the first time in nearly a week. I walk over to where I normally park my car but hesitate for a second as it’s not the same car I had as a guy. While I had a black Audi S8, the car I’m in front of is red/orange BMW convertible that looks to be about as expensive as my Audi was. I shake my head as I sit down in the car and instantly am worried because of how huge the car is compared to me.

I put my worries to the side as I pull the car out of the spot and drive to Baker beach doing my best to see out the windshield until I get to a stoplight and see if I can raise the seat. It doesn’t take too long to get to the beach and as I pull into a parking spot I see Sophia walking in my direction. I get out of the car and we head down to the beach while her motor mouth kicks into high gear on the last subject I want to hear her talking about...her new boyfriend.

It doesn’t take too long for us to find a good spot and so she lays our towels out while I shimmy and shake out of my shorts and top. As I take the tiny micro top off she gives me a quick look before laughing.

“Wow you’ve always been pretty adventurous but that tiny thing is pretty damn wild even for you.” She says as she lays down.

As I lay down I feel a small smile creeping onto my face before I quickly stop myself. It’s not something to smile about, she just basically complimented me about having no modesty...she pretty much called me a slut. I go over this in my head for awhile before she speaks again.

“Oh my god! Guess what my date tried to do a few nights ago!” She says.

“I don't know I can’t even begin to guess.” I say.

“He actually tried to stick his tiny little cock in my ass!” She says with a laugh.

At that I prop myself up on my arm and look at her as my tanning oil covered breasts slowly slip to the side and give her a look unsure what to say as the same thing happened to me for hours a few days earlier.

“I know right, and then he had the audacity to try some greasy-cheesy line before I kicked him out!” She says.

“Poor Sophia.” I say as I fail to think of anything else and lay back down.

“Ughh I know, but I made up for it the next night. I got to go home and play with two twin male models.” She says with a laugh.

I try to think of something to say to my ex girlfriend but in the end I can’t think of anything and just close my eyes and try and relax. We spend the rest of the day under the hot sun working on that sacred golden tan. A little after four in the afternoon I get a call from Craig telling me to come home and I dutifully get my stuff packed up and say bye to Sophia.

I takes me nearly an hour in a half to get home thanks to the terrible traffic but it’s only when I pull into a parking spot in front of the house that I realize I had the roof down and I was singing along to Katy Perry and Miley Cyrus...I immediately want to puke. I walk through the front door and immediately stop in my tracks at the scene that is in front of me.

The entire living room has been torn apart and in the case of some of the furniture literally torn apart. Out of no wear Ethan grabs me by the throat and slams me into the wall squeezing my thin delicate neck.

“Where the fuck is it bitch?!” He says as he slams his freakishly large fist into my stomach.

My only response is a choking gasping cry before he throws me into the wall across the room and in three strides of his newly lengthened legs hes on top of me again. He slams his fists into my stomach over and over in between trying to slap my face hard enough to rip my head off. Just in time Craig, Jerry and Lance pull him off me as I curl up into a ball and cry, through blurry eyes I see Jerry and Lance struggling to hold him back as he towers over them.

Craig grabs me by my arms and hauls me up off the floor, he stares into my eyes before speaking.

“Tell me the truth did you hide or do anything with the phone after you were changed into a girl?” He says as his cold emotionless eyes stare into mine. I cough and gasp before hoarsely replying, “No I haven’t touched it since I was changed.”

He looks at me a few seconds before roughly pushing me to the side and walking out of the room, I’m guessing to continue looking for the phone. Jerry and Lance have finally gotten Ethan to calm down who’s also walked off. I look around the room before walking into my bedroom to find that they’ve ripped it apart too. I spend a few hour’s doing my best to put the room back to the way it was but can barely even move the dresser and bed along with the rest of the bigger stuff.

As I’m trying to push the dresser back into place someone grabs me by my hair and drags me out into another one of the bedrooms where they throw me on top of Lance whos sitting on the ground naked.

Suddenly Ethan’s huge hands rip my clothes off and Lance pushes his cock into my pussy as I gasp at the sudden sensation. Ethan grabs arms and ties them behind my back before roughly forcing a ball gag in my mouth.

“I don’t believe you.” He whispers in my ear before I feel his monstrous cock pushing into my backhole. I try and scream as I feel his cock pushing further and further in as It feels like my ass is being ripped apart but all I hear is a high pitched moaning.

I shut my eye’s closed as I feel Lance forcing me up and down the entire length of his cock while Ethan slam’s his cock into my ass faster and faster. I here Ethan start grunting as he speeds up even more and I feel his balls slapping against my ass as he grabs my hair and pulls my head up before ordering me to keep my eyes open. As I open them I finally see his room with floor to ceiling mirrors and his bed embedded in the floor.

I see myself gyrating my hips on Lance's cock as Ethan buries his cock in my ass over and over. I see my huge tit’s bounce around wildly and that I have a small look of pleasure on my face and then Ethan’s and Lance’s cocks explode.

I gasp in a mixture of shock and horror as I see a bulge form in my belly and tear’s of shame run down my face as I see my breasts slowly grow, tear’s of shame at the thought of what kind of freak they’ve turned me into. My growing hatred for Ethan is the only thing that I can care about now with the changes he made to me and by how powerfully Lance cummed the rest of the guys that were made to affect me.

I lose track of how long they fuck me and how many times they cum. Finally their finished with me and push me to the side as they walk out of the room laughing. I struggle to get up but the best I can do is crawl over to the wall as my massively distended belly and breasts drag on the floor.

I lean my back against the wall and get a good look at what’s been done to me. I look like I should be nine months pregnant with quintuplets it’s amazing how far it sticks out while my breasts have easily doubled in size if not more. I use the wall to help me stand up and after awhile I’m finally on my feet and slowly make my way to my room. By the time I walk through my door it’s noticeably easier for me to walk but only slowly. As soon as I walk in I notice that all the heavy stuff I had so much trouble moving around has been put back into their place.

I walk over to the bed and slowly ease myself down, I fight back the tears as I lay my head down and listen to the bed creak and groan under the new weight of my distended belly and breasts. I don’t know how long I struggle to get into a comfortable position but eventually I fall asleep. Somehow I’m able to have a completely peaceful sleep that night since I was changed. Another five days go by, five days of laying in the sun and five night’s of being fucked senseless. Each night Ethan seems to try and force my belly and breasts bigger than the night before and every night he succeeds. The night before it got so bad that I had to be pulled into my room and left on the floor, but like every morning before it my body is back to normal. But I quickly notice that Ethan changed something else, he made it so that all that cum stuck in my belly slowly makes me hornier and hornier and that it’s permanent. It takes everything I have to stop myself from jumping someone at the beach and I find myself daydreaming about being fucked by all four of them.

Just then I’m woken by Craig, “Get up you need get ready for tonight.”

“What do you mean I need to get ready for tonight?” I say as I turn my head in the direction of his voice while still keeping my eyes closed.

“The groom and groomsmen are going golfing and fishing and then getting drinks tonight, you’ll be with us tonight also. Make sure you have a good sexy outfit for tonight and then you can go down to the spa until tonight.” He says before I hear the rooms door close.

I sigh deeply as I slowly sit up and feel the now familiar weight of my breasts fall and hang in their usual place. I walk over to the small closet and start taking a look at all the clothes I brought with. I eventually decide on a super tiny and super tight black and lace patterned dress that covers the bare minimum to keep me out of trouble.

With that out of the way I take a quick shower and put on a sexy little sundress that’s still pretty damn modest for what I’m usually told to wear, and since I’m not at home the order to wear the tallest heels I have doesn’t affect me either and so I settle for a pair of sandals.

I take the elevator down to the lobby and as I walk towards the spa I see nearly every single person stare at me as I walk across the room. Apparently Craig told them to expect me since they immediately take me into a dressing room. I spend the rest of the day in absolute bliss while being pampered by the staff, it’s so relaxing that it ends up even controlling my arousal to the point that I find my thoughts drifting to things other than huge cocks fucking everyone of my holes. But too soon my cellphone rings as Craig calls to tell me to come up and get ready for the night.

I walk into the room to find Craig sitting in a chair in the corner that gives him a perfect view of the bathroom and the rest of the room. Before he can even get a word out I slip out of my dress and walk into the bathroom and start putting on a small amount of makeup. The best thing they did when they changed me was make it so that I never had to do much with makeup.

I walk out of the bathroom and feel Craig’s eyes on me as I wiggle into the tight dress. It barely covers my huge breasts and stops just after the bottom of my ass where my long shapely legs begin. I bend over to put the evil heels on and feel Craigs hands slowly brushing my ass and moving up to my breasts.

“Ok time to go, fun night ahead!” He says as he slaps my ass hard and heads for the door. I grab my purse and walk out trying to ignore the pleasure I got from Craig running his hands over my body.

I stare out the window as we drive worried about what the night has in store for me and at the same time a voice in the back of my head is hoping that I get fucked as my arousal builds. We eventually pull up to the front of an expensive house with a bunch more cars parked in front of it.

We walk through the front door and head straight for the living room with Craigs hand tightly holding onto my ass. The room is filled with probably twenty guys all drinking, smoking and watching three gorgeous strippers dance on tables. Craig walks around the room and introducing me to all the guys while forcing me to drink a huge amount of alcohol. It all goes to my head quickly and as I walk into the middle of the room it feels like I'm floating. Every single person in the room watches me as I stand there and slowly sway my hips as my hands move over my body.

My body relaxes as I continue to dance to the music and I open my eyes as I feel more hands move across my body. As I slowly open my eyes I see one of the strippers is kneeling on the ground slowly kissing the inside of my legs as she moves up. She moves up as the other two start to slowly move my dress down which they have a lot of trouble with as it’s so tight. With a good bit of effort they get it past my breasts which bounce around wildly and finally settle at their usual high stance. Their set on getting me out of my dress and soon they reach their goal as I keep dancing in my spot in only my shoes. I gasp as two of the girls start to lick and suck on my breasts while the other one reaches from behind me and starts to play with my pussy.

“Drink it all.” Whispers Craig as he puts a bottle of what looks like vodka in my mouth and tilts it up. I try to protest but something in the back of my mind tells me not to and so I just swallow it and swallow it. The girls continue until Craig finally stops and tells them to go and pay attention to the guys in the room.

He takes me by my arm over to the guy sitting alone in the middle of the room, I can barely even stand let alone walk in the heels but I make it over to him with a smile on my face.

“Terrah this is my brother Steve…show him a good time.” He says before pushing me into Steve’s lap and walking off.

Steve grabs my tits and plays with them roughly. I drunkenly look around as he gropes my breasts and I see that the girls all have a group of guys around them as they get fucked.

“Hey! Slut wake the fuck up and suck my cock now!” Yells steve as my attention snaps back to him and pushes me to the ground as he forces my head down to cock.

I take his cock in my hand and barely stop myself from laughing...it’s so tiny compared to the four guys. But just like Craig told me to I start sucking his cock, slowly moving up and down it as I cup his balls and play with them. It barely takes any time at all before I feel his cock get even harder and start to twitch as he spurts a pitiful amount of cum into my mouth and swallow it.

“Aww done that quick?!” I drunkenly laugh. As soon as I say it I see a glint in his eyes as he stuffs his cock back into his pants and grabs me by the arm. He pulls me out into the hallway and straight for the stairs. Just as I get to the stairs I see Craig at the front door with his arms around four new girls as more and more file into the house and pair off to each of the guys.

I get caught up in jealousy for the girls...they might get someone with a big enough cock and for some reason fear too. I’m shaken out of my thoughts as Steve throws me to the ground of one of the bedrooms and starts yelling at me, at first I can’t understand what he’s saying but finally I clear my head enough from the alcohol.

“...laugh at me!! How dare you laugh at me you common whore!” He yells as he places a vicious kick to my stomach. He jumps onto me and pins me to the ground with his hand around my throat as he slaps my face over and over.

“You’ll regret ever thinking you were worthy of laughing at me.” He whispers viciously in my ear as his grip on my throat tightens even more and punches me twice in the face, I pass out soon after that.

The pain is excruciating, my entire body feels as if it’s on fire as I feel someone shaking me. I open my eyes to a blurry scene as a large body looms over me.

“Damn, I always knew he might do something like this but I never thought it would actually happen.” I hear Craig sigh as he picks me up and I cry out in pain, he lays me down on the bed and props me up on the pillows. Thats when I see my body, I’m covered in blood all the way to my toes and I can even feel it running down my face. I have trouble keeping my eyes open as a dark haired woman rushes into the room and comes to an abrupt halt as she see’s me.

“Oh my god Craig what the hell happened!?” She yells.

“Shut the fuck up and patch her up Becca and don’t forget your place.” He says as he walks out of the room. Soon after that I black out again and wake up a while later with bandages all over me. The women that Craig called Becca is sitting in a chair next to me as I come to again, I try to give her a smile but it hurts too much to do it.

“No, try not to move too much, don't want the wounds to start bleeding again…” She says before Craig walks in.

“Get out Becca, theres no reason for you to be here anymore.” He says before grabbing her arm and pushing her out the door. He waits to hear the front door close before turning to me.

“It’s your fault you know.” He says to me.

“Lance made sure that you would heal pretty quickly from any injuries, we all laughed at him when he told us. But it looks like it actually came in handy.” He says as he walks towards the door.

“Oh ya, since we can’t find the phone and none of us want to work. You get to have a new job...one more suited to your new body...you're going to be a high priced call girl.” He says before walking out of the room.

I break down and cry, I can’t help it. Everything that’s happened to me since I was changed rushes to the front of my mind and I lay there crying uncontrollably. It takes me a little less than another day before I’m completely healed up and can fly again. Two days later Craig gets the first call requesting me to come to room 650 at the Xavier Hotel downtown.
I slide out of the car about ten minutes before eight P.M. and smooth out    any wrinkles in my dress from the car ride and walk into the hotel lobby. Envious and jealous filled eyes follow me as I walk straight across the lobby and into a waiting elevator. As the elevator moves to the sixth floor I admire myself in the reflection of the elevator door. Tight white dress yet still professional and respectable looking. It stops a bit past my thighs while the top shows a good amount of cleavage. Since I got back from Hawaii I’ve noticed two things, first is a huge increase in the way that I act, I sway my hips as I walk, I give a flirty smile to someone I walk past and I just act so much more feminine in everything I do. The second thing is that after the beating Steven gave me I’ve been able to gain an even greater control over my arousal. At first I was worried a lot but I barely even care anymore.

I walk out of the elevator and make my way to room 650 pausing a moment to brush aside a stray strand of hair and smooth the a few new wrinkles in my dress before knocking on the door. A middle aged man opens the door and invites me in. I take notice of the details of the man, probably six feet tall, looks to be in average shape, average looks and more grey hair than brown hair. But the most striking thing are his eyes which are a beautiful warm green. As I walk past him I take his tie in my hand and gently pull him over to the bed. I give him slow little show of taking my dress off as I smile at him before kneeling down and taking taking his cock out of his pants. I smile down at it pleasantly surprised at it’s size and kiss the tip before running my tongue down the length of it.

“Ahh...mmm.” He moans as I run my hands up and down his cock and suck on and lick his testicles. Soon I take his entire length in my mouth and bob my head up and down as his moans get louder and louder and his hands move to the sides of my head. His moans get louder as he puts more and more force on my head and I feel his cock stiffen even more in my mouth. I hear him start to grunt as I feel his cock twitch and then spurt his load into my mouth. His cock softens as I lick it completely clean before I pulls his pants off. I straddle his hips as I guide his mouth to one my breasts and he starts to suck on one, I slowly unbutton his dress shirt as I feel the familiar heat of arousal slowly spread through my body.

Soon I feel his cock gently push against my pussy before I slowly slide myself down the entire length. I rock my hips back and forth and enjoy the feeling of his cock sliding in and out. As I lean down my breasts rock back and forth teasingly rubbing against his face as I move my hips faster and faster on his cock. Soon I hear him breathing harder and harder as he grips my waist and forces me down on his faster and faster. As he cums I work feverishly to push myself over the edge before his cock goes soft.

“Nngh...ahhh...please...don’t stop!” I moan as he bucks his hips wildly and I get closer to edge with each thrust of his cock. I lean back as I move my hand down to my crotch and start rubbing my clit furiously, the client valiantly rams his cock up into my pussy as I finally hit my climax. I throw my head back and scream as the rush hits me like a freight train, it reaches out to the very edges of my body and when finished I’m left breathless and exhausted. I roll off of him and lay at his side for a few moments to catch my breath and regain some strength before rolling to my side and planting a long lingering kiss to his lips. Soon I’m dressed and back in my car headed for home. I find myself praying that if not all of my clients are like that first one then at least most of them are.

Month’s go by with sometimes upwards of four clients a day, nearly every day, and Craig charges three thousand dollars an hour, sometimes even more if the client wants certain things. Even with the asshole clients or the disgusting ones or just the disappointingly small and weak ones I look forward to leaving the house. Because when I’m home I’m fair game for any of the four if not all of them at once.

I’m in the living room and on my knees sucking Jerry’s huge cock when the other three walk into the room. Jerry stands up abruptly and as he does my teeth drag against his cock and he swears loudly at me before slapping me hard in the face.

Jerry lays down on the ground as grabs my arm and pulls me down to straddle his hips as I feel his cock leaning against my back. Ethan walks in front of me and grabs the hair on the back of my head as he forces his cock into my mouth and the entire length of it goes down my throat. He begins to roughly fuck my face as I reach my hand behind me and hold Jerry’s cock as I lower myself onto it. I feel someone grab my hips just before another huge cock pushes painfully at asshole before finally pushing all the way through and starts to quickly thrust their cock into my ass. Out of the corner of my eye I see Craig standing next to me with his huge erect cock in his hand, I quickly grab it and start stroking it. Ethan pulls back on my hair even more roughly as his thrusts get quicker and quicker before finally rivers of cum explode from his cock and I quickly feel my belly tightening as work to swallow every drop of his delicious cum. He pulls his cock out just before he slaps me in the face and takes Craigs place. I dutifully swallow Craig's cock and start sucking and licking on it. Just a moment later I feel both Lance and Jerry cum as more rivers fill my belly, it’s difficult to explain how it feels, the closest I can come to think of is filling a balloon but instead of air its a thick liquid sloshing around. My belly expands for a while and I see my breasts resting on top of my cum filled belly as they too expand until their at least two cup sizes bigger.

It goes on and on for hours as they all switch places again and again, My belly and breasts get bigger and bigger as their cocks explode and repeatedly fill me with hot cum. I fight the tears back like all the times before it. Finally the hell stops as they throw me to the ground and I slide into a nearby corner. I feel like I’m a turtle on its back unable to move. My belly is so full of cum that my hands barely even reach the floor, it takes a massive effort but I eventually am able to roll myself onto my back. I lay there for a while with my now massive breasts hanging to the sides and my huge cum filled belly looking as if I’m pregnant with an adult human.

Too tired to move I simply let the fatigue take hold of me and fall asleep. Far too soon I’m woken up as I hear Ethan yelling at me and then he kicks me in the ribs.

“Walk the fuck up you disgusting slut. Clean this place up now!” He yells as I open my eyes.

As I sit up I see that my body is back to normal, my normal flat stomach and my normal huge 32GG breasts...normal. I look around and see what the mess is that Ethan was yelling about, the floor has large pools of cum on it and apparently my body couldn’t absorb all the cum in it because it’s all over my legs and on the floor around me.

It takes me hours to clean it up and when I’m finally close to being done the four guys come back home with a glint in their eyes that tells me I’m in for more fuckings. I crawl over to the corner unable to stop myself from letting my ass shake seductively. As I clean up the cum in the corner I notice something shiney under the floor vent.

It takes all my self control from gasping when see that it’s the phone...the phone. I look over my shoulders and see that their all distracted with a football game. I slowly pull the vent free from the wall but as I do a screeching noise screams out.

“What the fuck are you doing!?” Yells Ethan as I reach for the phone

I reach out for the phone just as some grabs onto my legs and I hear them yelling as if their far away.

“Nooo she has the phone!!” Yells Craig as I'm roughly pulled backwards. I panic as I grip the phone tightly.

“I wish they couldn’t move or talk!” I scream while thinking of the four guys. As soon as I finish speaking I turn around and see them all standing there with looks of fear and anger frozen on their faces as they stand there in different frozen poses.

I quickly stand up and look at them all in shock unable to believe that it actually is happening, I look down at the phone in my hand and come to the decision that I should at least try and become a male again.

“I wish that my body was back to the way it was before Ethan changed me.” I say and wait for the changes to start, but nothing happens.

“We apologize but that wish is not possible, please make another wish and all best efforts will be undertaken to make it come true.” Says the app on the phone.

Unbidden tears come to my eyes but I fight them back before making my next attempt at a wish.

“I wish that they couldn't hurt me or have any power over me at all. That they could move and talk and have to obey everything that I tell them to do.”

Instantly they all start moving again and yelling.

“Quiet!” I yell and they Immediately stop yelling as they stare at me and then at the phone in my hand.

“You worthless slut you have no right!!” Snarls Ethan.

“And what gave you the right to change me into a women, to turn me into a personal whore for all of you, to beat me, to rape me and to sell me to other men?” I scream at them as they all glare at me.

“No hearts and no consciences I see. Fine then if you can’t act like real men you can’t have a man’s body!” I yell at them and over their demands and orders that I stop I make my next wish.

“I wish that Ethan, Craig, Lance and Jerry were actually born as what all four of them consider to be their dreamgirls combined but with subtly different faces and that they were always horny.”

They all try to scream but the changes start immediately after I finish the wish. It starts at the feet as they become smaller, soone rushing up their legs as they shrink and become tiny compared to as men. Their thighs lose their massive muscles but are still fairly large as their hips expand greatly while their waists are dramatically sucked in and their stomachs become flat without showing their abs. The changes stop for a little while as the magic is most likely changing into female anatomy. It soon starts again as their hands, arms and shoulders become tiny compared what they were like as men. From the side I see Jerry’s as expand as it becomes beautifully round and firm, I assume that the others change the same way too but can’t be sure. Their faces become gorgeous as their hair grows to different lengths but all are below their shoulders, and they start to look like me but with subtle differences. But the best part is when their breasts start to grow, it’s slow at first as their only at a B-Cup but soon they get bigger and bigger before they look as big as mine and I can see the weight of them affecting the way they stand there.

“Good now you get know what it’s like for me as a woman and you’ll know what it was like for me to go through the things that you did to me.” I tell them.

“I wish that you could make changes to anything and anyone without having to make a wish and that no one but can use this phone.” I say, but nothing noticeable happens.

I wave my hand and suddenly there all dressed in tight fighting and very revealing clothes. Their breasts nearly pouring out of their tops while their asses are barely even covered as they stand there in excruciatingly painful looking high heels.

“Now leave and let every man that wants to fuck you do so no matter where he wants do it and no matter how many times or how many men. Do whatever you need to do to survive short of killing or hurting people and you wont fight against it but always in your mind you try stop it and fail. When I want you to come back you’ll know until then none of you are welcome here, now leave.” I say and they all walk out with shocked looks on their faces and a wickedly evil smile on my face.

I walk into my room and take a look at it in disgust, the neanderthals wrecked the place yet again. I stand there a moment before waving my hand again and the room changes drastically, as the wall next to my computer room disappears completely and I find myself in a massive walk in closet. I walk through the door and find myself in a huge beautifully decorated bedroom thats dominated by a massive canopied bed. The rest of the house has been drastically changed too but in a way that is exactly how I wanted it. As I walk into the new living room I wave my hand over myself and am immediately dressed maroon blouse and jeans that are tight yet nothing like what the guys had me wearing.

As I walk towards the couch I notice that I’m in a nice pair of heels that to my joy are only three inches high. I smile in joy as I sit down and again wave my hand but this time at the tv and immediately see Jerry/Jeri in a port-a-potty as she sucks a construction worker’s cock, I change the channel to see Craig/Crystal with a cab drivers cock in her pussy and businessman with his cock in her ass as he slams it in. The next channel shows Lance/Lauren on her back with a hugely overweight man fucking her pussy as he practically drools on her beautiful tits, and the final channel shows a large group of men standing around Ethan/Eden as she bounces on one cock with another in her ass while she sucks another mans and strokes to others with cum already dripping down her back and covering her tits. More men start to surround her as they take their cocks in their hands and make sure they're nice and hard for their turn.

I sit there and laugh like a mad person before I start to think of what I will do to them next when the room starts to quickly spin. Next thing I know I’m standing in room that’s filled with knick knacks, antiques and just plain odd looking things. I turn around and see that I’m in a store at the mall and that I have purse on my shoulder. In the back of the store I hear someone clear their throat and I carefully walk towards the noise. As I reach the back of the store I see that it was an old man in ragged old bathrobe that had made the noise and he is sitting behind a counter with his chin in his hand.

“You’ve been through alot this past year Terrah...or should I call Terry?” He asks.

“...wha...how...how do you know who I am?” I reply.

“I sad to say that the app on your phone was...created and powered by my magic. Words cannot describe how sorry I am for what has happened to you.” He says as he sighs.

Uncontrollable rage overcomes me as his words sink in...it was all his fault. I raise my hand and    wave it at him with one thought on my mind...to kill him.

But I’m never able to wave my hand as eye’s glow a bright purple and his jaw tightens in anger.

“NO! You will not use my own magic against me, what happened to was terrible but it was not my fault. They did it to you, it was their free will, I just wish I had put some kind of restrictions on it.” He replies angrily.

“You said there weren't any restrictions on it but when I tried to change myself back to a man it said it wasn’t possible.” I ask.

“You were changed for too long, there aren't any restrictions on the app but the magic itself has it’s own forms of restrictions.” He replies.

“What now? What do I do?” I ask.

“Move on with your life. I have to take your magic from you, it’s too powerful for you to handle without hurting others, I will still grant you the power to control them as a sort of attempt to make amends.” He replies.

“I also have a few things planned for them all, please be assured they will regret what they did to you.” He adds.

“Ok fine...I guess.” I reply and with that the room starts to spin again and the next thing I know I’m sitting on my couch again.

As the week went by I continued taking clients but I chose who they were and how many I saw, I loosely decide on two to three a week. I made a few changes to my body with the phone the first was that my arousal is the same as a normal girl. The second is that while my arousal is normal the pleasure I get from sex is increased by four times what I’m used to. With that I shut the phone off and drove to my bank where I stored the phone in a safety deposit box.That was two months ago and even more has changed since then.

I walk into the living room and take a seat on the couch, in the beginning seeing what the girls were doing and being put through was the best part of my day but it’s slowly started to bore me as the weeks go by. The first channel shows Lauren in what looks like a private room at a strip club bouncing up and down a guys cock while holding his face to her tits. The second shows Jeri on her hands silently crying into a pillow as a guy rams his cock into her ass while smacking his hands into her round ass. The third is Eden in much the same situation as the first time I saw her, she’s surrounded by a group of guys and even more of the in the background, the look on her face pretty much shows that she’s given up and has been broken. The last one is Craig who’s in the passenger seat of a dirty car with the driver forcing her head up and down on his cock.

I sigh loudly before I leave the house to get a few things for the the day and will the girls to meet me as soon as they can. It takes a few hour’s but eventually they're all standing in front of my as I sit behind a large ornate desk in a beautifully decorated office. Each one of them has a look of absolute terror on their faces as they see me and then that the phone is sitting on the desk in front of me. The all look terrible, dirty, thin and just plain destroyed.

“I’ve enjoyed watching all of you suffer they way you made me to, but lately I’ve grown bored with it all and so I’ve brought you all here to have a second chance.” I say. Immediately their eyes go wide and looks of hope and joy cross their faces.

“Oh my, you think I’m going to change you back? Ha no your women and will always be women. But I will give you the chance to be happy in your new lives.” I tell them as I slide four envelopes across the desk.

“Your licenses, social security cards, new cellphones and new apartment keys are in there along with a few hundred dollars in cash for food. From now on you all work for me as “consultants” but you will be high priced call girls, you’ll be taken care of and I’ll make sure you're safe at all times.” I tell them as I see tears in their eye’s…they thought I would actually give them a normal life...how cute.

“After a few years you can leave and make a new normal life for yourselves, but until then you work for me and will continue to do as I say. And before you say anything I understand you all have your own individual pimps, it will be taken care of. Now go home and clean yourselves up, there are clothes in your apartments along a sparse amount of furniture. I’ll contact you all in a few days when it’s time to meet your new clients.” I say before motioning for them to leave and pick up the phone asking the person on the other end of the line to come in.

A moment later two men walk through the door, one named Ivan who looks like a giant at 6’8”, 420 lb’s and solid muscles with scar’s covering his face and arms. The second is named Caleb he is tiny compared to Ivan but where Ivan is built for brute force Caleb is quick and smart, he is 6’2” and 190 lb and is a very attractive man. They both are dressed in expensive suits as they stand in front of my desk with their arms behind their backs waiting for me to speak.

“Two folders for each of you, I want you to focus on the men in the folders. Under no circumstances are they to have any contact with the women in the photos in the folders. Do whatever you need to for them to understand that the women no longer are their property. After that you will help the women by keeping them safe when with clients, I understand that it’s going to be difficult to protect the four of them and so I’ll soon be hiring more security. Until then you will arrange for a rented town car with a driver whenever they have a client and will accompany them as security.” Again I motion for them to leave and they quickly leave and get to work.

Along with the four girls I have another five that work for me each with their own security and each bringing in a small fortune every week. In just two months I’ve built an extremely high class escort service with some of the most powerful people in the city as clients. Speaking of powerful people I have a client that I need to see tonight, a young wealthy software billionaire asked me to come see him at eight tonight. Hmm I should get ready it's almost time to leave.

I get dressed in an elegant silk dress with a deep v neck, it falls just above my ankles with slits running down from just below my thighs. I take a look at myself in the mirror and smile at what I see, the deep v neck shows off an amazing amount of cleavage while still covering them well and my hair is in an elegant up do while diamond earrings dangle from my ears as a beautiful diamond necklace hangs around my neck and rests on top of my breasts.

I walk out of my office and into the elevator, as I walk through the lobby of the building I can feel the eyes on me and with a smile on my face I raise my head higher as I slide into the back seat of the limo. The front partition rolls down as the familiar face of George looks back from the passenger seat.

“Where to mam?” He asks in his gravely deep voice.

“6239 Mulberry Drive please, oh and George when we get there you have the rest of the night off come back sunday to pick me up.” I reply.

“Yes mam, I put a small taser in the outside of pocket of your suitcase it should still be able to pack one hell of a punch if you get into trouble.” He says.

I smile as I tilt my head to the side and say, “Thank George.” as the partition rolls up and the driver moves forward slowly.

I’ve only done two GFE’s and while nothing bad happened they both ended up being fairly uncomfortable situations. But I have high hopes for this one as the meeting with the client went very well even though he’s extremely shy and more than a bit awkward. I don’t miss my old body and life anymore, things are just better now and I’ve learned to like my body even love it too. Without the four guys making my life hell it’s actually pretty good even without Sophia in it. Soon the limo pulls up to the front door cute house that looks like it should have parents two kids and a dog instead of just a shy computer nerd.

I take my bag from George and walk straight through the front door and put the bag down in front of the closet. Just like the outside of the house the inside is beautiful, I walk into the living room and while I can see that theres tons of computer stuff and other kinds of tech it all fits into the room well. Well time to get started i guess.

“Sweetie! I’m home!” I say.

“Oh...I’m in the kitchen” He replies.

I walk to the opposite of side of the living room and into the kitchen and see him standing near a table thats been set and has flowers with lit candles on it. He looks scared to death as he stands there wearing an expensive suit that looks like it was fit to him exactly. I walk up to him and kiss him deeply on the lips before taking a step next to one of the chairs. It takes him a second before he snaps out of his daze and hurriedly pulls the chair out for me.

“Thank you sweetie.” I say with a smile as I sit down.

He walks back over to the kitchen island and carries over the food, it all looks amazing and delicious. We spend nearly an hour just sitting there and making small talk while eating a few bites here and a few there. I do everything I can think of to get him to open up, it takes a while but eventually he starts to joke around and laugh with me. Soon I stand up and pull him into the living room, I ask him about the house as I go through his IPod and look for a few good songs.

“It was my grandparents house, when my parents died I came to live with them. I started my company when I was sixteen after I published my first website and then a little more than a year later i sold it for a little more than two billion dollars. Did that again with the second one which sold for three billion and then a few months ago when I turned eighteen I bought a private island and signed the ownership to them, gave them an even billion and said go...retire. In return they signed the house over to me and I live here now with my companies headquarters only about a ten minute walk away from here.” He says, I look up with a look of surprise on my face as he finishes.

“Just like that, you didn’t even think twice about it?” I ask.

“Well I was thinking of buying a bigger island but they both have problems with their knees so I figured the smaller one would be best.” He says as I finally find a few good songs and make a playlist.

I walk over to him and put his hands on my tiny waist as I wrap my arms around his neck and we slowly dance to the music. He kisses me as I feel him hold me tighter to him and we keep dancing slowly. We stay like that for awhile as I feel his cock getting harder and harder before I gently pull away from and guide him up the stairs.

We tear each others clothes off as soon as we get into the and I fall to my knees as I start to stroke it. I notice that it’s a lot bigger than I was expecting as I take it in both of my hands and suck on the tip of it. It doesn’t take long before his breathing gets quicker and he starts to tense up just before he shoots his load right into my mouth. I like it clean before I stand up with a smile on my face and see the look of embarrassment on his face.

“What’s wrong hun?” I ask.

“I’m sorry I’ve never done this before, I didn’t mean for that to happen so quick.” He replies quietly.

“Shhh, let's see if I can help with that this weekend hmm? I whisper before pushing him down on the bed and laying down next to him and start stroking his cock again. I kiss him while I keep stroking him and press my breasts against his chest before he cautiously moves a hand and starts to slowly caress one of my tits.

“Hang on just one second I have something that can help you a bit.” I say with a wicked smile before I get up and hurry out of the room. A moment later I hurry back into the room and jump on top of his legs just below his knees. I look up at him smile quickly before taking his semi soft cock in one hand and sliding a silver silicone cock ring to the bottom of his shaft and tightening it just a little bit more. I run my hand through my hair as giggle at the look on his face before I lean down and slowly bob my head up and down on his cock. I suck, lick, bob my head and play around with his balls as I work to get his cock harder, soon I get it just where I want and I lift my head up with simple kiss on the tip before sliding up his body.

I lower myself down on his cock and slowly switch from grinding my hips and lifting them up and then dropping them down onto his cock. He places his hands on my waist and slowly moves them over my belly and then up to my breasts before he sits up and slowly licks my nippes. The feeling of his slowly growing cock sliding in and out of my tight pussy and his tongue running over my erect nipples breaks the mental wall I’d built in my head and I can feel the tingling start in tips of my toes.

“Please...ta...take it...ahh...off.” He begs as I move my hips quicker as he starts to buck his hips and thrust his cock into my pussy.

“Shhh, I promise it will be amazing...just hold on a little longer.” I whisper as he moves his hands to my ass and starts to massage it slowly.

I lean down and press my chest onto his chest as thrusts quicker and quicker before I move my hips even quicker. I start breath heavily as I see he’s got his eyes shut tight while his jaw is clenched so tightly it might break.

Soon I feel the tingling reach my pussy and I reach down to the base of his now massively engorged cock and fiddle around with the cock ring before finally finding the the release. Almost the second I open the cock ring up his eyes fly open and gasps loudly as I feel his cock twitch and he grips my ass tightly as I feel the hot cum fill my pussy. That’s all that I needed as I throw my head back scream as the rush of pleasure hits me. I keep grinding my hips and milk his cock for everything ounce of pleasure I can get before my arms finally give out and I collapse onto his chest.

“Th...tha...that...was…” He tries to say while catching his breath.

“Mmmm…” I mutter before the impending fatigue wins and I fall asleep.

I wake up to the warm sun shining through the window and Ian’s arms wrapped around me with one hand lightly cupping a breast as I feel his cock poking my ass. I slowly and quietly get out from under the covers and stand up before walking downstairs to my bag. I bring it up stairs to the bedroom and take a quick shower before changing into a tight fitting pink tank top and curve hugging baby blue pajama bottoms.

I walk down stairs into the kitchen, I take a while to quietly clean the dishes, pots and pans from last night dinner before getting started on making breakfast. I dance around the kitchen to the music coming through the speakers softly as I make french toast and scrambled eggs. A few minutes before the foods ready I hear the water running upstairs as it sounds like Ian is taking a shower. As soon as the french toast and eggs are finished I hurry and set the table out on the patio and move the food outside just before he walks into the kitchen. His jaw drops when he sees the table with the food on it. I hurry over to him go on the tips of my toes before planting a kiss on his lips and wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Morning baby! That was mind blowing last night Ian so I thought I would reward you with breakfast!” I say with a smile before pulling him over to the table and gently pushing him into a chair.

Before I can even take a step towards the other chair he places his hand on my waist and pulls me into his lap with a rather shy look on his face. We spend the next hour feeding each other food and making each other laugh. Finally we’ve both had enough to eat and discuss what we should do for the day, neither of us can think of much of anything and so decide to just stay in for the day.

I reach down to pull my tank top off and slowly bring Ian’s mouth to one of my breasts as he starts to to suck on one. I lean head back as my sensitive breasts are sucked on and fondled before I get up and drag him into the kitchen. I tear his pants off as I peel mine off and stroke his cock slowly as I sit on the counter until it’s hard enough. I move myself to the edge of the counter and grip his cock in my hand as I guide it into my tight pussy. He slowly thrusts his cock in as I wrap my legs around his waist and we kiss. I slams his cock in faster as I lean backwards on my arms and he starts to suck on my breasts again. I don’t know how long it takes but eventually I feel him tense up as he places his hands on the top of the counter and continues to slam his cock into my pussy faster and faster. Not long after that I feel his cum coating the inside of my pussy, he valiantly tries to force me to climax but my dismay his cock goes limp just as I’m about to go over the edge. I cry out in sadness until I see him place my head between my legs and feel his tongue licking and probing my pussy as I furiously rub my clit.

“AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” I scream as I too cum and wrap my legs tightly around his head as the orgasm pulses from my pussy outwards.

We spend the rest of the weekend watching movies, eating junk food, dancing to music, sleeping and of course screwing each others brains out. It all feels amazing like nothing else I’ve ever felt before.

“I wish you didn’t have to leave...I know it wasn’t real but it felt like it was.” Ian says as he stares at me sadly.

“Shhh, it may have started out that way but as soon as we started dancing, thats when I started having a goodtime. You really did make this weekend amazing Ian, I hope to see you again soon.” I say as I kiss him and then slide into the back seat of the limo.

A little more than eight months goes by, the girls get situated in there lives...except for Eden she was just too far gone. She was tossed out on her ass when it was discovered she was shooting heroin, last I heard of her she was arrested on an illegal porn set as she was gangbanged by something like thirty guys...rumors... it could have been even more.

The rest of the girls are doing well and have quickly become three of my most popular girls which really isn’t all that surprising, their absolutely beautiful. I’ve seen Ian another three times since that weekend, two of the times he tried to pay me and both times I laughed and told him no. The third time he was smart enough to realize that they were real dates but I made it clear that if we went any further that we would be only boyfriend and girlfriend nothing more for the foreseeable future and possibly even longer and that I still had a job to do. I told him as much as I could about what the guys had done to me...it was adorable how angry he got and sweet. He said he understood and hoped to prove to me that he would never do such a thing to me or anyone ever. While I told him that    I still had a job to do I haven't taken anymore clients since that first weekend no matter what the client offers.

I stretch myself out in my bed as the sun shines through the big bay windows Sophia pokes her head out of the bathroom as she hears me moan as I stretch. She walks out of the bathroom a moments later dressed in a loose fitting blouse that still stretches to cover her ample breasts and a tight fitting skirt. She sits down on the edge of the bed as she runs her soft hand over my protruding belly.

“Ian left about an hour ago he had a meeting he needed to get to and I have to get to the office to meet new clients. I’m sorry you're going to be alone today but I promise you won't be tonight.” She says before planting a kiss on my lips and walking out of the room as her hips sway.

I sit up in the bed as best as I can and look down on my belly with a small smile. I’m still amazed, I’m eight months pregnant and my belly is huge. I used to think my breasts were huge but I really had no idea what huge was apparently. But since I’m carrying triplets I’m already at four cup sizes and I think it’ll be even more than that by the time it’s over.

Soon I get out of bed and wrap myself in a silk robe that I can’t even close. I walk into the kitchen to find that either Ian or Sophia made breakfast and left it on the counter for me. I eat everything until my stomach feels like it’s going to explode before putting everything into the dishwasher and going upstairs to clean up.

I spend the rest of the day dealing the with the drama of running an escort agency with over twenty girls just in San Francisco it can get pretty crazy at times. Over the last four months the business has exploded to the point that I have an office in every major city in the US and nearly everyone in Europe. With just under three hundred call girls working for me across the world it’s not easy to keep the law away but we’ve been able to manage well since our clients strive for privacy I don't have to worry about them too much. Jeri walks in to my small home office as she carries in a try with lunch on it.

“Why are you here Jeri, I thought it was Crystal today?” I ask as I look up.

“She got a call from Sophia saying that I client had requested her for the entire week and was offering to double the fee. So Sophia called me and told me to come here today.” She replies as she puts the tray down on the corner of the desk.

I smile at her as she absently puts a hand on her belly, she found out only a few weeks after I did that she was pregnant too. All the girls did actually and they all are having at least twins or in Eden’s case I’ve heard she’s carrying quintuplets and her pimp is still working her hard. Even though Crystal, Jeri and Lauren are just short of nine months pregnant they still have a lot of clients requesting them.

“OH!” I say as one of the babies kicks, I look down just in time to see a foot or hand pressing against the inside of my belly.

“Jeri come in here please.” I say as I think how badly I want Ian and Sophia to get home, but Jeri will have to suffice until they’re here.

“Take your clothes off Jeri and get to work.” I say as I spread my legs. She smiles as she peels her clothes off and sticks her head between my legs.

I can definitely get used to this life.

My name is Alexander Sanna and I’m a wizard...a real one and I’m over two thousand years old. Magic is all around us, no matter where we are magic is having some kind of a role in our lives and mostly only magic user’s can even sense it. My full name with titles is Alexander Nikolas Sanna Archmage of the Grand Court and the keeper of the archives.

For the most part once you learn how to use it magic is ridiculously easy to use, at least the everyday stuff like moving books around or opening doors. That is of course if you aren't in my home, once I learned enough and my master let me go out on my own I started warding and enchanting it. It started out small with just a simple one room hut but eventually became a massive, ancient ever growing castle. This is where the archives of all the magic in the world are kept, and not because people want it here but because they can’t take it from me. Magic grows over time, the older you get the more powerful you become and the average lifespan of a magic user is about three hundred years give or take a few decades.

I don’t tolerate people trying to come into my home and demanding that I hand over part of the archives to them especially if they have the gall to try and attack me. Tycho Brahe? Mmmhmm that idiot threw a blast of ice at me, so I weakened his bladder and the fool held it in too long at a banquet. After that I got a few nice quiet decades to myself and the archives. From time to time I get called to the outside world to deal with some kind of problem that the Grand Court either can't deal with or that they don’t understand.

That’s actually why I’m here in New York city at the northeastern sanctuary, the public may know that magic is real but they usually don't like knowing about our sanctuaries. So their hidden in plain site and the northeastern sanctuary happens to be in the New York Public Library. As I walk in through the front doors a small snarl of annoyance spreads across my face and head straight for the nearest staircase to my left. Naturally a young fool of a guard tries to stop me to the horror of my young apprentice Genevieve and I simply wave the ring on my right hand in front of his face as I keep walking. The ring has a griffon with a body under one foot and a jagged sword held in a talon and it shows that I’m a trustee of the library...among other things.

I go down the stairs and walk into the first elevator I see while I impatiently wait for Genevieve to balance her bags as she tries to walk. When she’s finally in I press the button for the deepest sub basement and hold it as I press my ring into small indentation next to the panel. Instantly there’s a bright flash and were in a large vaulted chamber made out of solid marble and thousands of lit candles light up the room.

As we start walking across the room towards a large set of bronze double doors a group of old men the cliched long beards and stern old ladies walk through it. The two young wizards standing guard outside of the doors laugh at me as I walk up to them.

“No your not going into the Court of the Elders, you're barely even eighteen kid.” He says as he pushes me away.

Suddenly my right hand shoots out and I focus my mind on the two of them before I quickly pull it back towards me and up as quickly and violently as possible. They instantly are yanked up off their feet and thrown nearly forty feet behind me.

“Respect your elders boy” I snarl at him before straightening my suit and walking through the door. Inside the room the elders are all sitting in a big circle of chairs and I walk straight to the largest one...the throne of the Archmage.

“I want to go back home as soon as possible so please hurry and tell me why you asked me here.” I say as I sit down.

The oldest elder stands up and with dread I see his chest puffing up, “Without formalities Argus.” I say as I raise my hand for him stop before he even starts.

“Yes of course Archmage, we requested your help because we have been getting reports that the Coin of Abraxis is somewhere in the northeast.” He says as he sits down in his chair doing his best to look more superior than me.

I’ve made more than a few mistakes in my life but none have been more aggravating or potentially as dangerous as the damn Coin of Abraxis. It was just after the fall of the western empire that I thought I knew enough to control a fully fledged demon. So I summoned Abraxis and binded it to an old gold coin, problem is I had no way to know just how powerful Abraxis was already. It was the first and only time that I ever went up against something or someone that was an even match for me. Abraxis is a massively powerful archdemon (no relation towards an archmage or anything like that) and unlike the other archdemon's it doesn't care about death, pain and just plain carnage, Abraxis cares about sex, lust.

It used it's power to alter the look of the coin, by changing one side to that of hugely muscled, good looking and well endowed man. The other side is of a beautiful women with large hips, small waist, large round ass and large breasts. All have a libido that starts normal but quickly increases to nearly astronomical levels. Over the centuries I’ve been called to different territories to try and deal with the coin, but I’ve been unable to destroy it and so have only been able to banish it to the bottom of the ocean. Abraxis is always able to get the coin into some fools hands after only a few years and so the cycle starts all over again.

“Where?” I ask.

“Manhattan in an old brownstone.” He replies.

I immediately get up and within a few minutes am outside of the building trying to get my bearings and see if I can sense the coin. Genevieve stands next to me and practically radiates fear, she clearly remembers what I told her about Abraxis and how dangerous it is. Soon I can sense the coin and grab her wrist as I move us to the front of the brownstone. With a bit more magic I get us into the building and start looking for the coin right away, it doesn’t take to long before I find the home office. The sight does nothing to surprise me as I’ve seen it hundreds of times over the years, a gorgeous woman with a tiny waist, wide hips and large round ass and breasts just a bit smaller than her head is bouncing wildly on a hugely muscled mans massive cock. She screams in pure joy as the man stands up and forces her onto her hands and knees before slamming his cock in and out in a spectacular speed. I leave them to the pleasure for the time being as I see the glint of a gold coin on the floor next to a huge ornately carved wooden desk.

As I see the coin I reach my hand out and start to summon all my focus to banish the coin yet again. But as I do I hear Genevieve gasp loudly and spin around to face the two changed. The man is sitting on the couch rubbing his cock as the woman stands with her eyes glowing bright red and black smoke curling around her hands and fingers.

“Abraxis…” I mutter.

“Meddlesome gnat…” She snarls before whipping her hands out towards me sending wave of fire at me and my apprentice. It screams towards us and slams into my shield at the very last second and as I let the fire push in on the shield the ends of it wrap around it and form a globe before I throw it back at her.

“Oh my god, oh my god...that...that’s not possible.” Mutters Genevieve as the globe smashes into the floor in front of the demon and immediately starts to melt it’s flesh off. Suddenly there's an ear splitting scream before the both of us are thrown into the wall behind us.

Next thing I know Abraxis has a hellfire whip wrapped around my neck screaming in joy and channeling all of it’s power and hatred through it. I scream in agony barely able to even keep my eyes open and only slightly aware that Genevieve is focusing her mind on Abraxis. Quickly I realize I won’t last much longer and refocus on the coin channeling everything I can spare into banishing it.

“NOOOO!” Abraxis scream’s as I break through it’s warding on the coin, it along with Abraxis disappears. The man is still sitting there on the couch mindlessly rubbing his cock.

“Get me…get me out...of here now...Genevieve…” I gasp barely able to speak. With that she grabs my wrist and as Abraxis is no longer in the brownstone she’s able to move us right away. Suddenly I’m laying on the floor in my study and Genevieve is rummaging through the cabinets beneath the bar.

“Found it!...Here drink this sir…” She says as she pulls a cork from a small vial and hands it to me.

“Wha..what is it?” I ask.

“Rejuvenation potion...not too powerful but it should be enough so that you can do something.” She replies with a huge proud smile on her face.

“Potion...but you're terrible at potions…your simple sleeping draft ended up dissolving stone.” I say as I gingerly hold the vial at arms length.

“Well...that was once! Plus I tried this one already...remember the Babylonian Chronicles!?” She says as her happiness falters for a second before springing back to brilliant life.

“Hhm that’s how you got it done? It was good work…” I mutter to myself before taking a deep breath and swallowing the potion. Instantly I feel a rushing of energy and all the small pains and aches immediately disappear...hhm good potion.

“Alright your now an intermediate in potions.” I say as I get up and see the smile on her face before walking out of the study and across the hallway to the central chamber of the archives.

“Umm sir what are you looking for? Maybe I can help.” She says as I go through the enchanted index getting angrier and angrier as I can’t find the book.

“Cyrille Chevalier’s Livre de la vie....” I mumble.

“Oh that’s over here...I moved it to the neo rare section...crap I didn't tell you about that…” She says with a look of worry.

“Why do you need this? I thought Cyrille was just a crackpot and could barely even move a spoon.” She asks as she places it on the table in front of me.

“No he was a genius...some of the time…most of his theories ended up being completely unfounded and the basis for them tended to just be hallucinations. But there was a few things that weren’t, one of them being a spell that could grant the caster a new body.” I say.

“That’s the spell that I need…for the last two hundred years or so my magic that keeps me alive has been getting weaker and weaker. Over the years I’ve done my best to use as little magic as possible but the fight with Abraxis has changed things, I was hoping I would have more time to prepare for this.” I say as I finally find the spell I’m looking for.

“What do you mean a new body?” She asks.

“Over the years I’ve determined that the only way to get a new body that can actually handle the kind of power I have is to basically start a new...” I reply.

“That doesn’t make any sense what do you mean start anew?” She says angrily.

“I have to change myself into a woman...Genevieve. It’s the only way...I’m the only one that can stop Abraxis for good and I'm no where near ready enough to destroy that coin. Male and female bodies are different just enough that it will basically reset everything except for just how powerful I am.” I reply finally getting towards the end of my patience. I walk to the end of the table and scrounge around in a pile of odds and ends before finally finding the two clear stones.

I hand one to her before grasping the other in my right hand and a moment later a quick bright flash reveals the stone to be deep glowing blue. “Pay attention this is the last thing I’m going to teach you in this body.” I say to her.

“This is a used memory stone and the one you have is empty, memory stones can be used to store memories and knowledge. Now hold the stone in your hand tightly as you concentrate on what ever memories you want to store in it then imagine seeing the memory inside the stone as you use the mind push technique I taught you.” I say as she quickly follows my instructions and a moment later the stone in her hand is a deep glowing blue.

“It’s the same thing with knowledge and skills, you just have to bring up a memory of how you do something and it will be copied to the stone.” I say.

“It’s amazing, I’ve never even heard of it before.” She says as she looks up at me in awe.

“Most people don’t know about it, and the ones that do tend to not understand just how useful it can be...further proof that they're idiots.” I say barely hiding my disgust.

“There’s also no limit on how much a stone can hold, only on how much the user can actually concentrate on. This one has everything I’ve ever learned or experienced in my entire life, also once you use a stone to store something it’s done, you can’t store anything else. Only the person that stored the information can access it unless they specifically imprint the permission on the information, I’ll teach you that another time.” I say.

“Now I need to cast this spell...after the spell is completed and the transformation is done, from what I’ve determined the transformation will knock me out for awhile after it’s done. So use that levitation technique I taught you and move me to my bedroom.” I say. With that everything has been taken care of and we walk out of the library and into the entrance hall.

“Why are we here sir?” Genevieve asks.

“I have no idea what could happen, and the last thing I want is for the library to be damaged, go around the corner and wait in the kitchen for this to be over.” I reply, immediately she hurries off towards the kitchens and I start to cast the spell by as always focusing.

After a moment I start the saying the spell, “Triae hac vita possit esse illis coepit denuo viribus renascitur.” The second that I finish I look down and see my hands glowing as they slowly become smaller and feminine and I notice that my once fitted shoes, suit and shirt are becoming baggier on me. Just then I double over with loud grunt as it seems each bone in my body is broken over and over again as it’s being reformed as I feel the unnerving sensation of my the skin on my bubbling and squirming. My slacks become extremely tight as my hips swell outwards and a weird suction like feeling starts around my waist. Next I notice my shoulders become smaller as the jacket starts to slip off them and long dark strands of hair fall in front of my face. Just then the suction feeling around my waist moves between my legs, at first I can slowly feel my testicles and cock are pulled up into my body and soon it get’s quicker and quicker. The changes move to my ass as I feel it start to grow and slowly squeeze into my slacks, a moment after my ass starts to grow a pressure in my chest starts. Soon my chest starts to grow outwards as the pressure finally has nowhere else to go, it’s a slow but steady growth. Soon my shirt starts to get uncomfortably tight and soon after that I can feel and hear the buttons on the shirt start to strain as they try to hold in my new large and heavy breasts.

It feels like the transformation goes on for hours but as I fall to the ground I realize it's only been a few minutes at the most. As I drop to my hands and knees a gasp escapes my lips with the weight and force of my breasts falling. It doesn’t take long until my arms give out and everything starts to go dark and a small part of my mind registers the pain as I land on my breasts and how awkward it all is. The last thing I notice is hearing Genevieve’s heels clicking on the stone floor and echoing through the room and her gasping loudly as she comes into the entrance hall.

“Mmhmm…” I moan as I stretch out in my bed, the smooth sheets and amazingly soft mattress and comforter feel like the closes thing to heaven possible.

“Umm sir...or mam...mistre...oh what ever. Are you ok?” I hear Genevieve ask as I slowly open my eyes and I feel her sit on the side of the bed.

“Fi...fin...arrrch...fine.” I say before gasping at the sound of my now very feminine voice, the first thing that comes to my mind is how much my voice nearly oozes sex with it’s rich and somewhat deep sound.

“Thank the heavens! I was so scared you weren’t going to wake up...the elders sent emissaries to talk to you but you were still unconscious.” She says without even trying to hide any of the fear or relief.

“They demanded to know what happened in Manhattan, apparently the man that was in the office is in the hospital with exhaustion and a few other ailments and since he was found still holding his...thing it’s causing a lot of attention.” She says.

“They demanded!?” I say with every last drop of anger I can summon.

“*gulp*...yes” She says quietly.

I practically jump out of the bed and immediately regret it as my legs give out the second I put my weight on them. Genevieve helps me back into the bed and covers me with the comforter again, all the while doing everything she can to look somewhere other than my naked body.

“You're still too weak, probably another day or so before you can get up...I tried giving you another rejuvenation potion but it didn’t do anything.” She says.

“Fine...I guess I’ll just try and rest. Wait, how long was I unconscious?“ I say as I sink into the pillows.

“Three days.” She replies.

“Were they the only ones to cause any trouble?” I ask, she simply nods her head as I lean back into the pillows and close my eyes.

“I hope you don’t mind but while you were unconscious I took you measurements as best as I could so that I could go get you some clothes that at least fit well enough for us to go and get you better stuff.” She says.

“Mmm that’s fine...you can go now and get them if you like.” I say as I slowly drift off into sleep again.

My dreams are nothing like anything I expected to have even now as a woman. I’m back in the office of the Manhattan brownstone with my arm’s stretched out holding onto the back of the couch as massive muscled man wildly rams his cock in out of my pussy. My huge breasts swing back and forth repeatedly smacking into my chin as the man tightly grips my wide hips and occasionally slaps my round ass. I scream my lungs out as he picks up his pace even more and as I suddenly see Genevieve grab one of my huge breasts and start to suck on it. Genevieve's work on my breast and the man slamming his cock into my pussy sends me over the edge never to see it again as I start to scream even louder. It goes on for hours the man filling my pussy with his cum before moving to my ass, it feels like he’s going to rip me apart but soon the hellish pain turns to heavenly joy and again he fill’s me with his cum until it feels as if I’m going to explode.

He moves onto Genevieve as she keeps greedily sucking on my tits while I joyfully rub my massively distended belly and watch with every thrust of the mans cock as Genevieve’s body slowly goes from slim and curveless to a jaw dropping classical hour glass. Eventually her breasts even come close to rivaling mine while the rest of her body is nearly a match for mine including her distended belly. I lay down on the ground while gently cradling my belly as if I was carrying a precious life. Genevieve places her quivering cum dripping pussy over my face and I slowly get to work licking it clean as she works to swallow the man's entire cock. More hours pass as the man pours even more cum down her throat and I do my best to drive her to as many orgasms as possible. Soon it’s my turn and I eagerly start on the mans cock as Genevieve gleefully buries her face into my pussy. The first time the man cum’s is like nothing else I have ever experienced before, it feel’s like a torrent of cum as I somehow am able to swallow all but a miniscule amount. I groan as my belly stretches even more but I continue moving my mouth along his cock desperate for more. I stop counting somewhere around the twelfth time he cums as Genevieve keeps working her tongue around in my pussy. By the time he slumps down onto the couch in exhaustion my belly sticks out a foot to each side of my body and at least another three out from it. The skin feels like a dangerously taught drum and isn’t helped as Genevieve happily rubs the tight skin with her marvelous breasts and oddly shakes me at the same time.

“Ahh thank you.” He gasps quietly before slumping over and snoring quietly.

The shaking gets more and more urgent and strong as she squeezes one of my breasts only for them to squirt out a large amount of milk into her face. I desperately try to reach around my belly and bury my hand into my red hot pussy but it’s just too big.

“Master wake up! Wake Up!!” I hear from far away, I hear it over and over as the shaking gets even more urgent.

“Hmmh what?” I mutter.

“You’ve been asleep for three days again, you need to get up and eat...I haven’t been able to get you to eat or drink anything.” She says.

“Fine...fine I’m up…*ruummb*...*ruummb*...*ruummb*...and give me the food please.” I say as the rumbling of my empty belly echo’s loudly through the room.

“It’s over on the table...here put this robe on and I’ll help you to the table.” She says before handing me a small silk robe. Even sitting down it barely even touches my knees and only just covers my now huge chest and hips. She wraps an arm around my back and places the other on my belly as I slowly make my way over to the table and waiting feast.

The second I sit down I grab the waiting glass of orange juice and gulp it down in what seems less than a heartbeat. Only to move on to a plate of french toast and greedily grab the entire platter as I dump a ridiculous amount syrup over them before stuffing my mouth full.

Finally after a few moments of me stuffing myself and Genevieve staring at me in shock from across the table. “Second level...old armory...sixth door on the left and...the chest with an Archon diamond fused to it...grab three vial’s and come back here.” I say through bites of food.

“Yes master...right away!” She says as she jumps out of her chair and runs out of the room.

Ten minutes later she’s back with the vial’s and their vibrant violet contents gently sloshing around. As I look up at her I just barely catch the look of surprise on her face when she see’s how much I’ve eaten. Some how I was able to save a few pieces of french toast for her but all the eggs, little sausage links and most of the pancakes are all gone. I lean back in the chair and rub my surprisingly smooth belly even though I can feel how full it is.

“Here are the vial’s master.” She says as she places them on the table before sitting down and taking a small bite of her breakfast.

“Oh for the love of magic...I’m not a master anymore, nor will I ever be again so at least call me ma'am or mistress if you want to be formal.” I sigh loudly.
“Yes mas...mis...sorry...yes ma’am.” She stutter’s before continuing her breakfast. I sit there in my chair for a while longer as I feel the huge breakfast restoring my energy, eventually the ache in my belly subsides and I pick up one of the vials.

“Ma’am what are they? I’ve never seen them before...or even most of those rooms either to be honest.” She asks as she pushes her plate away and looks up at me.

“What never explored before Genevieve?” I ask with a small smirk on my face.

“Umm...n...you knew?” She asks sheepishly looking everywhere but me.

“Of course I did, everyone always explores for awhile when they first come here.” I say with a small laugh.

“Oh well...I never got that far...the halls down there scare me.” She says quietly.

“I keep meaning to summon more candles for the deeper corridors and halls, but I so rarely go down there.” I say after watching her for a minute.

“The vials are what your rejuvenation potions might be after a few thousand years, unlike most potions rejuvenation potions actually become more powerful over time. These were extremely powerful when they were made and that was about six hundred years ago now...well you can guess just how powerful they’ll be.” I say as I put the vial back down on the table.

“Oh! I got those clothes for you, it’s just a dark t-shirt, jeans, bra and panties along with a pair of gym shoes.” She says as she hurries over to a corner and grabs two plastic bags.

“The shirt might be a bit small on you along with the jeans too...your measurements can be a bit difficult to find unless you want to wear the same stuff grandmas do. All in all it’ll be just fine to get you to a few store’s and actually try some stuff on so we can get better fitting clothes.” She says as she hands the bags to me.

“We don’t need to go shopping Genevieve, this will do just fine.” I say as I look through the bag.

“No it really won’t those jeans will be too tight and the shirt will most likely stop just above your belly button, and what, are you going to wear those clothes for two thousand years along with that bra which if I did the measurements right which by the way I’m terrible at the bra is going to be about two cup sizes too small. You need clothes that fit and you need enough to last at least a week, after that I can go and just pick stuff out for you since I’ll know your measurements.” She says with anger clearly building in her voice.

“Ok ok enough…I’ll go get cleaned up and dressed then we can go and get this over with.” I say as I hold my hands up in surrender before getting up and walking towards the bathroom trying to ignore the bouncing and sway of my breasts along with my very feminine gait that my wide hips force me to take.

“Oh in the two drawers to the left of the sink, I got some deodorant, and other feminine products…you shouldn’t need anything other than the deodorant also when you pee make sure you wipe with bit of toilet paper...just trust me on that.” She says before I close the door.

The burning sensation centered in my face surprises me as I realize that I was embarrassed that she had to tell me all that. I spend much longer in the bathroom than I normally would as I do everything I can to protect my sensitive flesh from the hot water and the pressure of the shower while still trying to wash my body. Drying off is a whole other thing as I quickly realize it isn’t a good idea to rub a towel over my skin to dry off and resort to patting every reachable inch of my super curvy and sexy body. As I dry off I notice that my legs are completely hairless as well as under my arms and crotch but after a moment I put it out of my mind as I figure it must have just been the spell. It’s like electricity running up my legs as I pull the white panties up my legs and pull them over my hips, they feel a bit too tight as they squeeze my hips and leave a small bit of fat stick over the top.

“Arrgh!” I yell out loud as I try to put the damned bra on, my huge breasts swing around and everytimeI get them in the cups they pop right out as I reach behind to secure the hooks.

“Ma’am is everything ok?” I hear Genevieve ask through the door.

“No I can’t get this damn bra on.” I reply as I try and fail again with bra.

“Do want some help?” She asks. My answer is to simply unlock the door and open it for her. She walks in and in just a few seconds the bra is secured and uncomfortably holding my tits in place. I can clearly see what she meant about the bra being too small as the straps dig deep into my skin.

“Yup way to small, spectacular cleavage though. Shame about the panties, I really thought those would fit well.” She says as she slowly walks around me, I can’t help but to finally look in the mirror. My eyes immediately snap to my chest and marvel at the cleavage she was talking about, with the too small bra my breasts spill out the top by at least a few inches along with more than a bit of under boob and side boob too. It takes a bit of effort but eventually I’m able to tear my attention from my chest finally see how wide my hips are and how dramatically small my waist is compared to them. My arms and legs slim and slightly toned as they fit perfectly to my body with a large firm heart shaped ass that from what I have heard seems to be a bubble butt. My hair seems to be ridiculously long and dark as a raven framing a beautifully feminine face with sultry dark emerald green eyes and plump red lips. All in all I have the definition of an hourglass figure if not an extremely drastic version of one and dark olive skin from my Greek heritage.

“The jeans are going to be a bit of trouble too, it’s going to take a good bit of work to get them over your hips.” She says after spending a few minutes looking at my new body.

She was completely right about the jeans it takes us nearly ten minutes off jumping around to get them over my hips along with my breasts popping free of their tight confinement to get them over my hips. After getting the jeans on and then my breasts back into the bra I pull the t-shirt on which just like she said stops just above my belly button, it also almost acts as a second bra as it stretches tightly across my chest. My breasts are so big that they force the shirt to have a rather deep v neck to it and shows a considerable amount of cleavage.

It’s another thirty minutes before were in front of a small lingerie boutique after I moved us from the castle to a small secluded alley a few blocks from the store.

“We can get your measurements here and hopefully a few pairs of panties for you too, I’m not sure if they’ll have any bras in stock but it’s worth a try.” She says before walking into the store and leaving me to hurry after her painfully aware of the eyes staring at me.

“Yes...may I help you?” Asks an uptight and sever looking middle aged woman.

“Hi my friend needs to have her measurements taken and hopefully find some good bras and panties please.” Says Genevieve with a bright bubbly smile.

“Hmm...very well follow me please.” The woman says and heads to the back of the store while she actually has her nose slightly upturned. It only takes her a few minutes to get my measurements all the while making small arrogant noises.

“42JJ for the bra...24 for the waist and 42 for the hips.” She says as she walks back out to the front of the store and comes back a few minutes later with a few bras and panties.

“Is this everything you have?” Asks Genevieve as she looks down at the small pile of dreary looking lingerie.

“No but this is what your friend can afford.” She says.

“Oh for gods sake enough with your elitist mentality, bring everything you have and I will judge whether I can afford it or not, not some simple minded old woman.” I say as I put every last drop of venom into each word. She looks daggers at me before stalking back out to the front leaving Genevieve to look at me with a mixture of shock and unbridled glee on her face.

“Oh be quiet...I have no patience for things like her.” I scold her before the woman comes back actually pulling a cart with the panties on top and bras on the bottom. It takes a bit more than forty minutes before we get plenty of bras and panties, I tried to get regular bikini panties and full coverage bras but Genevieve tosses most of them out and replaces them with a mix of what I soon find out to be push up, demi and even a few strapless bras. For the panties she kept a few bikinis but most are thongs, hip hiphuggers and these things called cheekinis, almost everything has some amount of lace on it if not completely and they all make up a vibrant rainbow.

“Two thousand six hundred seventy three dollars and forty two cents.” The woman says with her smug satisfied smile plastered to her face again. In answer I simply pull a sleek black credit card with a gold emblem on it. The second she sees the card what little blood is in her face quickly drains from it and she visibly shakes as she runs the card and hands me the bags.

We walk out of the store holding the bags and unable to stop from laughing, I laugh so much that I barely even notice how womanly my laugh is.

“Ok what the hell was that? Why did she just suddenly get so terrified?” She asks as we head down the street for a clothing store.

“Well the second she saw the card she knew that I could afford it all, the card is from one of the oldest bank’s in the world. Most people don’t even know about it, except for the more high end places like the stores around here. Even if she didn’t recognize the card the payment would have been accepted.” I say with a laugh.

“How come you’ve never let me use it when I had to buy you something? You always just pay me back what I had to spend. She asks.

“What and give you the ability to buy a country...or five on my dime?” I ask with a smile as we walk into the store.

“Hmm true...I guess I would.” She says with big smile. “By the way what's the big deal with the emblem other than it being the emblem of an old bank?”

“There are net worth requirements to have an account with the bank, along with fee’s and required amounts to be deposited every month. Since she recognized the card she knew without a doubt that I could afford it all.” I reply.

“Exactly how rich are you?” She asks with a laugh.

“I was born before the Roman Republic became an empire, I helped Giovanni di Bicci de' Medici set up his bank even warding his vaults for him, I was with Leif Ericson when he setup his winter camp and a high ranking member of the Knights Templar until just a few decades ago among many other things. So how rich do you think I might be?” I reply.

“Oh...am I ever going to get a raise?” She asks.

“No.” I say before walking off to look at the clothes.

Again were in luck as they have a huge selection of clothes that fit me perfectly and we end up with a bunch of jeans, tiny shorts which Genevieve makes me get, long skirts, pencil skirts again which she makes me get and shirts, blouses and tons of other things. Along with elegant professional dresses that are also extremely sexy we end up getting countless pairs of shoes from sexy sky high heels to sandals and everything else in between.

We spend hours in the store as the staff happily help us with whatever we need quickly building up a collection of clothes that end up costing well over forty thousand dollars. We spend a few minutes assuring the staff that we can carry everything and head for the nearest alley where as soon as were clear of anyone that can see us we move ourselves back to the castle.

By the time all the shopping is done it’s already eight at night and Genevieve excuses herself to head to bed after the long day, as she walks out of the room the exhaustion hits me like a mountain. I quickly peel the clothes off and give a deep sigh of relief as I free my breasts from the tiny bra before climbing into the bad.

More of the dreams with the man and Genevieve invade my sleep, it feels like years but eventually I wake up to realize that it’s just after dawn. I slept for nearly ten hours again and feel amazingly well rested as I climb out of the huge bed. I walk into the bathroom still marveling over how my breasts jiggle around and sway to the sides just a bit while I can feel my ass and thighs jiggling around a bit with each step too. I step into the shower and stand under the hot water until it starts to get cold I’m surprised as I realize the hot water system I created for the castle has actually run out and can’t keep up with the current demand. It doesn’t take me too long to finish up in the bathroom and I stand in front of the closet that is now filled with the new clothes.

I grab the most sensible panties that I can find being a black lace bikini along with a matching bra and do my best to ignore the feeling of the soft material sliding up my smooth legs they fit me perfectly. Again I find the bra to be my downfall even though it should fit me perfectly my breasts refuse to stay in place and my arms are just a bit too short to reach the back.

Suddenly an idea comes roaring into my mind and I hurry into the bathroom where I stand in front of the mirror with my back turned to it. With a bit of effort I send my focus out with what I want to happen and suddenly can see my bareback. It’s amazing and quite unnerving at the same time as I see my wide hips and large round ass held firmly by the lace panties. It’s one thing to see my huge breasts in a mirror in a normal way but from this point of view it becomes even more evident how big they are as the sides of them can clearly be seen from behind me. I shake my head softly trying to get my mind back where it should be and easily fasten the bra up before my sight is suddenly back to where it should be. The feeling of the of a bra that actually fits perfectly is amazing, it isn’t tight at all but holds them firmly while giving a heavenly amount of support. Even as I walk out of the bathroom the only real movement is that they jiggle and shake around as if they were made of jello which is a whole other sensation in itself.

I’m back in front of the closet and stare at everything in exasperation as I try and find the least feminine clothes. Eventually I decide on a pair of jeans and flowing black blouse with a rather low cut to it that shows the majority of the top of my breasts off. While the jeans fit every last one of my curves and only require a little bit of effort to get into their still a little tight but nothing that will be too uncomfortable, I finish up with a dark pair of of flats, some of the least feminine shoes that Genevieve would let me get.

I head straight for the kitchens doing my best to ignore the new way my body moves and it’s sensations not to mention the long hair that refuses to stay out of my face. As I walk into the kitchen I wave my hands a few times and instantly a french press is filled with piping hot water and coffee grounds and moved to a tray along with a few coffee mugs and other things. The tray follows me as I walk through the corridors and into the central chamber of the library. Every time I walk into the library my breath catches in my throat, it’s huge going up fifteen floors with the center area being four hundred feet by six hundred feet at least the last time I checked. Each wing to the north, west and east is even bigger than that and contains tens of millions of books, scroll’s and clay tablets among other things and again the last time I checked all of this goes up fifteen floors.

Dark ancient wood and stone make up the entire place with thousands of hovering candles casting their beautifully warm glow over everything. I riffle through the index’s until I find what I’m looking for and as I make sure the tray is set down on the table I feel my magic kick in again as I quickly start moving through the air to the twelfth floor west wing. As I place myself back on the floor I land perfectly and walk along the balcony until I find the section and books I’m looking for. I spend hours going through the books until Genevieve walks in and takes a seat across from me. She picks up one of the books and takes a look at the contents before grabbing a cup of coffee from the press.

“Learn anything new?” She asks.

In answer I give a quick look towards her chest and focus on them growing by another cup size. It starts slow but as she has a very slim body it quickly becomes obvious that it’s worked by the small bulges from her top. She gives a small squeal as her hands shoot up towards her chest and she feels the new swell of her breasts and her tighter bra.

“Oh my god! What!?...You figure out how to do that?” She says loudly.

“Mmhmm, I tried to make mine smaller along with my ass and hips too but for some reason it wouldn’t work.” I say as I give her chest a quick look again and they slowly go back to their previous tiny flat state. She looks down again as the tight feeling in chest disappears and a brief disappointed look flashes across her face.

“You wanted it to stay that way didn’t you?” I ask.

“Umm yes ma’am...I’ve always wished I had a nicer body...I tried to change it a few years ago but I’m not powerful enough.” She says quietly.

“I have a few tasks for you to do for me Genevieve then when you get back I’ll see what I can do about that.” I say as I turn the page of the book.

“Re...rea…really?! You mean it?” She stutters as a look of hope flashes across her face.

“I prefer my apprentices happy and so if that takes you having a curvier body then so be it.” I say as I look up at her.

“Now I need to go back to New York and find that man from the brownstone, as much as I loathe to admit it the elders are right and we need to do something about him, once you find him bring him here. Next I need you to go to Berlin and see Henrich Glusten show him your apprentice’s seal and tell him you’ve come to pick up the Slenitin box, it’s heavy so be prepared. Then I need you to go to Tower of London park, look for a medium sized worn boulder it’ll have an imprint of a dragon spitting fire on it, put your hand on it and say “Aperi mihi locus in nomine Merlinus”. The boulder will show a small passage that will lead you into the Tower and then into a small chamber bring the bag here.” I say.

“Do them in any order that is easiest for you, and for the man in New York put this around his neck it will make him docile and obedient as well as...limp and help with lowering his building lust.” I say as I push a small red leather box towards her.

“Yes ma’am right a way!...and thank you!” She says before nearly running from the room.

It only takes me another thirty minutes to finish with the books and then with a wave of my hand they fly back up to the twelfth floor and I walk into the hallway. As I walk down my hair gets in my face again and finally the annoyance is more than I can take and I pull a small white hair tie from my pockets. I smile happily as the rest of my hair is pulled through the tie and held firmly in a ponytail high up on the back of my head, finally the damn hair is under control.

I walk down flight after flight of stairs until I reach the third level, as I step out of the stairwell and walk into the hallway I find that it’s pitch black. “Damn candles.” I mutter before summoning candles to line the hallway and a few to follow me, with the new light from the candles I make my way to the end of the hallway where I find a door sealed with magic. Normally seals like this would take quite a bit of effort and time to break but as I was the one that created it I simply walk straight through it as it falls to pieces. Once through I quickly put up a new one and follow the stairs all the way up to the top to find a large old room filled with bottles and cabinets.

It takes a few hours but with my magic I get the room cleaned up and find the chests that I’m looking for. I spend a few more hours in the room as I work to get it organized again, it’s been quite a while since I was last in here...a few hundred years actually. Suddenly I sense that two people have moved into the entrance hall, the only people it could be is Genevieve and the brownstone man. I finish up with the last few things and move over to the wall to my left where a small identical painting of the room hangs. Identical except for the second door in the room and when I put my finger on it while focusing on walking through the door I’m immediately moved to my bedroom.

A few minutes later I walk into the entrance room to see Genevieve and the brownstone man waiting for me as he holds the chest. Even with his white scrubs from I’m guessing what ever hospital or mental institute he was they fail to hide just how muscled he really is.

“Any trouble?” I ask as I walk down the staircase to the floor.

“Nope I went to London first, then got him and lastly went to Berlin, wasn’t difficult at all just took a while.” She says.

“What’s your name?” I ask the man as I look up at him, he looks like hes at least a foot taller than me at probably 6’5”.

“Charles.” He says in a deep rumbling voice.

“Put the chest down please Charles. My name is Alexander…sorry Alexandra Sanna and this is my apprentice Genevieve, we will be taking care of you from now on, you may call me mistress, ma’am or madam which ever one you are most comfortable with. What did you look like before you were changed?” I say as he places the chest down with a loud thump, even with his muscles it’s clear the chest’s weight was a serious strain for him.

“Small, weak and old...but wealthy. Never really had anyone in my life so when I changed women were attracted to me, it was great but as I slept with more and more women the urges got more powerful. Then I met that woman that was in the study, we fucked for days...pretty much non stop and then that’s when you came in.” He says.

“You can’t be in normal society any more Charles, your urges will only get worse and eventually hurt someone possibly even many someones. That medallion can only help to a certain point, eventually your urges will be too strong even for my own powers. I would also like to try some tests on you if that would be acceptable, nothing dangerous of course but we can talk more about that later.” I tell him.

“So you will need to stay here, we can find things to keep you busy and give you a good home, hopefully in the meantime I can figure out a better solution. I also suggest that you have Genevieve take care of any affairs concerning your brownstone or any other property along with any other assets, unless you're ok with potentially losing it all.” I say.

“Ok...thank you.” He says as he stands there looking at the ground.

“Genevieve could you please show him to the guest room at the end of the boarding hall and then come see me in the library?” I say as I turn towards her.

“Of course ma’am.” She says as she motions for Charles to follow her up the stairs. I focus on the chest and it lifts into the air before slowly drifting behind me as I walk to the library. As the chest is gently placed on the table I focus on it opening and it starts to glow a bright white before slowly opening, just then Genevieve walks in and waits nervously by the end of the table after placing the little pouch on it. I look in the chest and see that all the bottles are still intact after all these years along with a few scrolls and trinkets that I had thrown in.

“You did a good job Genevieve I appreciate it all.” I say as I sit down in a chair and look at her.

“S..so you’ll do it then?” She asks excitedly.

“Yes I will, what do you want your body to be like?” I ask.

“Like yours but not quite so much either, if possible I was hoping for 38G-24-38 measurements also with a butt just slightly smaller than yours so it fits well with my body.” She says.

“I don’t know if I can get them exactly but I promise to do my best.” I say, with that she immediately pulls her top and skirt off before shimming out of her panties and bra. She has a beautifully slim body but virtually straight from head to toe.

I start with her hips and ass as her hips look like their being inflated with air they start to look like a slightly smaller version of mine and from the side her ass cheek looks like a large firm melon. Next comes her waist as it’s sucked in just a little bit since she was already close to it, I give her arms, legs and belly a bit of definition while also making her skin super soft too and improving a few other things along the way. Next comes her breasts, they grow slowly at first but soon look to be nearly a DD and after that it only takes another moment before they look to be about the right size, I spend another few minutes getting them just right as I make them firmer while still being soft and make sure that they look like their defying gravity.

“Oh my god…” She says as she runs her hands over her hips and squeezes her ass before giving it a gentle slap and feeling it jiggle around. But the things she marvels over the most are her large breasts as she cradles them in her hands. They look even bigger in her tiny hands while she squeezes them and moans quietly.

“Thank you, thank you so much.” She says while still grasping them and unable to move her eyes away.

“I made a few adjustments, nothing you wont mind I’m sure, along with altering your clothes so that they now fit your new body.” I say to her and can’t help but smile at the look of joy on her face.

“Now, you like Charles or at the very least lust for him yes?” I ask.

“What?! No!...well yes I guess...but I like women too.” She says sheepishly.

“I tried helping someone a few hundred years ago, but nothing I tried worked. I didn’t even have that medallion until a few years ago, these urges Charles was talking about are protected by magic that I can’t get through but the magic is powered by the urges so the lower the urges the weaker the power.” I say.

“Ok so what does that have to do with me, as you say lusting for him?” She asks.

“The only way I have ever seen those urges lower is through sex...a lot of it.” I say as I see it dawn on her face a second before I say it.

“Oh…” She says.

“That why I want to know if it’s something you would even want, I could always find someone else if need be though.” I say.

She stands there for a few minutes with her arms crossed over her belly without a word before looking at me and nodding her head “Ok” she says.

“Good go bring Charles to my room and I’ll bring a few other things that I would like to test out.” I say as she nods her head and practically skips out of the room still overjoyed about her new body and possibly over the new aspect of her job. I take one of the bottles from the chest along with the small pouch and make my way to my bedroom. As I walk in I see that Genevieve and Charles still aren’t here and so focus on the bottle in my hand as I make a few adjustments to its contents with it’s bright red glow.

A moment later Genevieve walks in with Charles a few steps behind her and staring at her bare jiggling ass. I direct him to lay on the bed after having him take his clothes off and summon a pair of manacles that go around his wrists and ankles before standing over next to Genevieve.

“Ok Charles I have something that I have owned for a very long time and never had the chance to test it, so we will be today along with working on lowering your urges enough to try and break the magic controlling you.” I tell him as he watches me calmly.

“Ok.” He simply says.

With that I float the bottle towards him and tip it slowly so that he can drink it, it takes a while as the contents are quite thick and the entire bottle is full. He drinks it all and the liquid’s effects become obvious almost instantly. His muscles start to twitch and bulge under the skin never going back to their previous state and only getting bigger. All while his legs, arms and torso get longer and thicker, his already large cock nearly doubles in length and girth if not more along with his testicles too. All this happens as he groans and bellows in pain trying to break the chains of the manacles but barely even able to lift them.

“My god he has to be near eight feet tall...where did you get that potion?” Asks Genevieve.

“Hmm probably over eight feet and at least four hundred pounds of muscle...I got it in Constantinople, the Komnenos dynasty had their court wizard’s come up with it as a way to stay in power and keep the empire strong...a super soldier program of sorts.” I say as I look over his body before stepping closer to the bed and taking the medallion from around his neck.

Instantly he starts to squirm and pull against the manacles as he leers at the both of us with palpable lust in his eyes, while his formally huge limp cock springs to rock hard life and stands nearly straight up.

“Impressive, cocks less than half that size usually can’t stand like that on their own, well proceed when you're ready Genevieve.” I say as I watch his cock slowly bob up and down as he continues to struggle against the manacles. With my permission to proceed she gingerly climbs onto the bed and after a moment of hesitation she starts to climb on top of the mountain of muscle that is Charles.

“Umm ma’am...unng...I can’t reach back far enough to hold it.” She says as she tries to grab his cock and hold it still for her waiting pussy. I walk over and hold it still while she slowly slides onto the tip of his waiting cock. While the tip pushes into her pussy she gasps and tries to pull herself off it before I place a hand on her back and use my magic to make it easier for it to fit in. Soon she slides as much in as possible and is groaning loudly at the feeling of his huge cock in her now just slightly too small pussy. She keeps sliding up and down and moving her hips as he does his best to thrust his cock up, every once in a while he times it right and she slides down as he thrusts up. Every time he times it right she lets out a small scream as her eyes snap open and her hands shoot down to her navel.

Hours go by as they both cum over and over, Genevieve is clearly too tired to go on as she leans on her arms while he continues to thrust into her. I quickly decide on what to have her drink one of the vials and grab one before walking over to the bed and leaning her head back as I put a vial to her lips and pour it down her throat. It takes a moment but soon she leans forward and starts to slam herself down on his cock as her body fills with energy and wild look appears in her eyes. I wave my hands and the manacles fall to the ground, a second later Charles sits up and rolls onto his hands and knees as he actually spins her around on his cock until she’s on her hands and knees. He has a perfect position to be able to slam his cock into her waiting pussy as he grips her hips tightly. Hours and hours go by as they fuck in all manner of positions, I lose count of how many times they both cum. I stare in awe as Genevieve’s belly starts to bulge outwards with each load of cum that forced into her, thanks to the modifications I made it’s not just her pussy that can stretch if need be. Soon I see that she’s getting tired, but I know that it’s too risky for her to have another one and so I wait until she’s about to pass out with her looking like a pregnant woman in her ninth month.

“Guess it’s my turn…” I mutter as I stand up and quickly pull my clothes off. I walk over to the bed and use my magic to pull her away from Charles while having the manacles clamp shut around his wrists and ankles. I check her quickly to make sure she’s ok and as soon as I see she’s fallen asleep I climb onto the bed and position myself on my hands and knees in front of his waiting cock. I give him just enough slack in the chains for him to wrap his huge hands around my waist and slide his cock in and out of me.

“Oh god!” I gasp as he pushes his cock into my pussy, it stretches and stretches until it feels like I’m going to be ripped in half. He doesn’t try to start slow or be gentle at all, he just rams his cock in as fast and hard as he possibly can. I moan and scream as he bottoms out in my pussy every single time he thrusts into me. It doesn’t take long for him to reach his first orgasm with me, I gasp loudly as he dumps his load deep into me. Suddenly I feel something tickling one of my nipples and look down to see Genevieve has squirmed her way underneath me and is trying to catch one of my nipples in her mouth. I lower my breast down enough for her to grab it in her mouth and moan as she licks and sucks my nipple. I moan loudly as she plays with my breast as the other one swings back and forth and gently brushes the side of her face. Countless hours go by as he uses his cock to pummel my pussy and Genevieve keeps working on my breasts. He and I both cum more times than would normally be possible before I finally pull myself off of his cock as I fight off waves of fatigue. I swipe my hand over the medallion around his neck and he stops struggling against the chains, I wave my hand again and the chains fall to the floor before he slowly gets out of the bed and leaves the room. I slump over onto my chest dimly aware of my breasts being crushed underneath me before finally falling asleep.

I have a pretty restful sleep which when I finally wake up surprises me, but I put out of my mind as I chalk it up to just being exhausted. Sometime during the night I must have rolled over onto my back but my breasts still hurt from all of my weight laying on them. I move over to the side of the bed and look disgustedly at my legs and hands covered in cum from my crotch. I spend an hour in the shower getting every last inch of myself clean before getting dressed in a black blouse and jeans. I walk out in the hallway and stick my head into Genevieve’s bedroom to see her sleep in her bed before making my way into the library. I spend the next four hours researching a few ideas I had that might be able to help Genevieve. A little before noon Genevieve walks into the library in a tight white button up dress shirt and tight black skirt, I can even see a small bulge in her belly.

“I’m sorry ma’am I overslept.” She says as she hurries over to me, her hips sway back and forth and her large breasts jiggle around inside her bra and tight shirt.

“It’s fine Genevieve I completely understand, how are you feeling?” I ask.

“Still a bit tired but nowhere near as much as I thought I would be…it really...it really felt great.” She replies as she looks at the ground nervously.

“The coin makes it so that anyone being screwed by one of the cursed enjoys it, it also helps keep the coin and it’s changes from other peoples notice especially if someone is raped there is a better chance that it won't be reported.” I say.

“There’s a few things I want to work on to see if they will help you not need too many potions, follow me please.” I say as I stand up and walk out of the library, it takes us a good thirty minutes of walking through the hallways before we finally get to our destination.

“What’s in here ma’am? I’ve never even been in this area of the castle.” She asks.

“One of the vaults, it’s where other things like Charles’s medallion are kept and the equipment I need to make the items too.” I reply as a large steel door swings open slowly.

“You mean enchanting?” She asks, I nod my head yes to her question.

“I thought the art of enchanting was lost, even before you were born.” She says.

“No, but it was close. My master taught me the basics of it, which I was able to expand on over the years, it took a very long time though.” I say as I pick up a few items.

“Genevieve in that cabinet over in the corner find the sheet that says “tolerandum omne” and then get all the ingredients needed from other shelves.” I say as I search through the rest of the chests. She hurriedly does as I say and soon finds the sheet and is pulling the ingredients.

“Ma’am what about my...my belly, what happened?” She asks after a few moments.

“When you struggled against taking his entire girth I made it so that your vagina could stretch, but also your belly too, I had a bit of a feeling that it would be useful. The magic will absorb it all over time and actually help to refresh you so you need less sleep.” I reply.

“Huh, I guess that will help.” She says as I walk over to her and start mixing the ingredients.

“I don’t know when I’ll be able to try and break the curse on Charles, but I don’t see it having a chance of working for at least another two days and these things I’m going to make will help with that.” I say before dumping the rings, earrings and bracelets into a large bowl filled with all the mixed ingredients. Suddenly I hear a loud booming echoing through the halls and reach out with my magic. Through the eyes of one of the gargoyles that sit next to the front doors I see the elders of the northeastern sanctuary banging on the doors.

“Go let them in Genevieve and take them to gold room but don’t offer them any refreshments, I'll be there in a few moments.” I say with a sigh.

“Yes ma’am...but one thing. You should change into something more presentable, they hated you as a man but they might see this change in you as a sign of weakness and there really is no reason to provoke them.” She says.

“What do you suggest then?” I ask.

“There’s a black dress in your closet, it’s the last one on the far right and should be perfect for dealing with them.” She says before hurrying out of the room and down the hallway. I follow after her and quickly make my way to my room and pull my blouse, jeans and bra off before stepping into the dress. It’s a tight fit but eventually I pull it over my hips and ass only to find that it leaves the top of my breasts completely bare and squeezes them together to create a jaw dropping amount cleavage that bulges up. Besides that the dress hugs every one of my curves and holds them tightly, I take a few cautious steps to get used to how tightly the dress holds my thighs. It only takes a couple minutes before I'm comfortable walking in the dress and I walk back over to the closet where I find a pair of black high heels. I look at them worriedly for a second but I decide to suck it up and wear them, it’s a completely foreign feeling walking with my feet at this angle but I it only takes a few more minutes until I get the hang of it.

I hurry out of the room and quickly make my way to gold room with echo of the heels bouncing around the halls after me. I’m just happy that the dress has a bra built into it to offer some support for huge breasts. I take a deep breath outside the doors to the gold room before waving my hands and making the doors swing open with a loud boom. I walk through the doorway quickly and give the elders a cold look as walk past them towards the center of the room. I look at each of them as they stare at me in surprise, the men with open lust even at their ages and the women with jealousy. The bright light from the crystal windows in the ceiling shines through and reflects off the solid gold walls and leaves small rainbows to shine a bit of color into the room.

“What do you want now?” I demand.

“Whore! How dare you speak to us that way, the elders of the northeastern sanctuary.” Yells Argus as he steps towards me and raises his hand to hit me. I see my eyes flash a bright red in the shine of his eyes just before I throw him into the opposite wall with my magic. I glare at each of the other elders and their attendants daring them to try and attack me...none do and only stare at me in shock.

“I am no whore, I am Alexander Nikolas Sanna, Archmage of the Grand Court and the keeper of the archives and I have no patience for your incessant nagging. What do you want?” I say in loud clear voice that practically drips hatred.

“Alexander?...How?” Asks another to my right, I look to see that it’s my old apprentice Simon Senadir...I haven’t seen him since the civil war.

“Yes it’s me Sim, it’s necessary to be able to deal with the coin for good.” I say.

“Then you have a way to destroy it?” He asks hopefully.

“Not yet, but I am testing a few things with the man from the brownstone and in a few days I should have an idea how to be able to destroy it or at the very least a way to break the curse on the people affected by it.” I reply and notice the look of hope on his face falter.

“You know I believe you Alex but Argus and the others...it won’t be enough unless you destroy it you flout the decrees of all the worlds elders and still the coin exists.” He says.

“And it is not a simple enchanted coin, it’s powered by an archdemon...the coin itself houses Abraxis it’s not simple and nor will it ever be. I’ve gotten as far as I have because I flout the fools decrees and refuse to allow them to limit what I can do.” I say angrily all the while he nods his head while trying to silently tell me he understands.

“Now I ask only once more before I lose my patience, why are you here?” I demand.

“We have come to take the Tolle de tenebris ad eum percute.” He replies.

“TAKE?! You're not taking anything and even if you were all polite enough to make an angel weep the answer would be no, there is no reason for you to need the tome.” I say with a firmness set in iron.

“Now leave, I’m busy.” I say as I walk towards the door.

“You have to give it to us, it does not belong to you.” Says Argus as he pulls himself up.

“Nor does it belong to you Argus, the tome was entrusted to me so that I could keep it safe and away from those who would misuse it’s contents.” I say as I stand next to the doors and wait for them to leave.

“Misuse it?! We are elders of the Grand Council, we do not misuse anything.” He says angrily.

“Tunguska.” I say as I stare at him coldly.

“Th..that was...we couldn’t have known.” He stutters, before the others slowly make their way out of the room, he stares daggers at me before following them.

“Go bring Charles to my room Genevieve, I’ll go and get the enchanted items and everything else.” I say before making my way to the vaults.

“Yes ma’am right a way.” She says before hurrying the opposite way. Fifteen minutes later I walk into my bedroom to see that Charles is already on the bed and that the manacles are already fastened. Genevieve takes the rings, earrings and bracelets from me and starts putting them on and soon has to rings on each hand, the earrings in her ears and two bracelets around her wrists.

“Wow I can already feel them working, it’s absolutely amazing.” She says excitedly.

“But how did you get them finished so quickly?” She asks.

“The bowl is enchanted so that whatever ingredients are placed in it, the enchanting starts on it’s own. It took me almost six hundred years to get it working just right, otherwise it would take days to do the simplest of enchantments.” I reply.

I wave my hand and another bottle of the same bright red potion floats over to Charles, and again the changes start almost immediately as the potion touches his tongue. He get’s even taller easily reaching somewhere near ten feet, his arms, legs and torso blowup by the second. His muscles are clearly obvious but instead of looking like bodybuilder he looks like someone that has to lift massive amounts of weight for a job. His cock and balls too have gotten even bigger, I can’t even begin guess how big his cock is no but his balls look about the size of melons. Suddenly a loud cracking sound and then an even louder boom echos through the room as the legs of the bed break and it falls to the ground.

Genevieve eagerly climbs onto the bed and then on top of Charles, hes so big that her knees don’t even touch the bed instead they dangle a few inches above it. She doesn’t hesitate for a second before sliding onto his cock and is barely able to fit a quarter of his length in, even with my magic I have trouble believing he’s actually able to fit in her. He bucks his hips trying to get more of his cock into her and she cries out as he keeps bottoming out. Hours and hours go by as he fucks her, eventually I release the manacles and they roll around on the broken bed until he gets her on her hands and knees. She cries and screams as he slams into her cumming again with in only a few minutes and her belly bulges out even more. I see the wild crazed look in her eyes and know that she isn’t crying and screaming in pain. The enchanted jewelry works wonders she only starts to get tired around ten at night as she is now laying on her huge bloated belly instead of using her arms.

I pull her away from him and climb up onto the bed after peeling my dress off and place myself in front of his waiting cock. He grabs my waist and his hands completely wrap around it as he holds me still and pushes his cock in. It hurts more than anything else that I’ve ever felt but soon the pain vanishes as he slides his cock in and out in a quick steady pace, out of the corner of my eye I see Genevieve laying on her back with her bloated belly pinning her down and desperately trying to rub her pussy. I quickly forget about her as the pleasure from Charles’s huge cock takes over all my thoughts, I lose track of time as he fucks me and only absently notice my bulging belly. Soon enough my belly is nearly the same size as Genevieve’s, suddenly his thrusts stop and I feel him pull out. Instantly I panic as I feel his cock pushing against my anus, I cry out for him to stop but ignores me and suddenly everything goes black as an unbearable pain shoots through me from my ass.

Eventually I wake up to feel my body being rocked back and forth, slowly everything starts to come back to me and I can feel his cock slipping in and out of my ass. It feels just as good as when pussy is being fucked if not even better as it’s even more tight. Suddenly I notice my belly is at least twice the size of Genevieve's and that I’m no longer able to place my hands on the bed. He cums another five times and then suddenly I feel him go limp inside me, I quickly wave my hand over his medallion before the oncoming rush of darkness takes hold of me. Eventually I wake up only to find Genevieve in Charles’s room as he fucks her for hours on end before moving to me and then the cycle going on and on for another two days. Each day I wake to find my formally massively bulging belly has shrunk back to it’s flat state, the same is for Genevieve even though every once in a while I find her already with Charles and that her belly has barely even returned to its normal size. It’s the afternoon of the twelfth day since I cast the spell that changed me into a woman and I’ve started to notice that my clothes are a bit tighter than they were when I bought them, I quickly come to the conclusion that my spells haven’t been able to absorb all of Charles’s cum and so my body has been taking the rest of it in.

I push it from my mind and walk out into the hallway to find Charles and Genevieve, I’m thinking that it’s time to see if I can break the curse. Over the last few days I have myself trying on the new clothes, especially more dresses and simple skirts. It’s still a little weird to feel the soft material brushing over my legs as I walk down the stairs but it’s not a bad feeling at all, I even don’t mind the high heels after I did a little testing and came up with a few enhancements to make them more comfortable. I stop at Genevieve's bedroom only to find that it’s empty and make my way to the boarding hall where Charles’s room is. As I turn the corner towards his room I hear the now familiar grunts and moans of the two of them fucking. I walk into the disheveled room to find her leaning against the wall with her arms held out in front of her and Charles slamming his cock into her with his usual single mindedness. As I walk in I wave my hand toward him and his manacles glow bright blue as their magic pulls him away from her and holds him still. His yells and bellows shake dust from the ceiling but I ignore him as take a look at Genevieve, like me it seems the spells I cast into her body has been unable to absorb Charles’s cum and so her body itself has slowly begun to. Her hips, ass, thighs and breasts are much bigger than I remember making them, now even bigger than my own which have grown too, I can’t tell right now as her belly sloshes and shakes with Charles’s spent cum but I have a feeling it will eventually be just as flat as usual.

“Oh ma’am...I c...I can explain.” She stutters as she see’s me standing there.

“It’s fine I understand how good it feels Genevieve. I need to see if his urges have been lowered at all, or if they’ve already been lowered enough for me to try it now.” I say as I walk in front of him and stare up at his face before waving a hand and seeing the medallion glow a faint red almost pinkish color.

“Do you remember your name?” I ask.

“Yes of course, my name is Charles Strecken III.” He replies.

“Do you know who the two of us are and why you are here?” I ask.

“Yes you are Alexandra Sanna and that is Genevieve, I’m staying with you to make sure I don’t hurt anyone, apparently I was cursed.” He replies.

“Do you remember agreeing to participate in a few experiments for me and are you still ok with that?” I ask.

“Yes I remember that and I am still ok with it all, I do have to admit though I didn’t expect anything like this.” He says as he waves his huge hands over his equally huge body.

“Good, the curse hasn’t affected your mind nor has it influenced your actions other than in a...carnal fashion. Now I need to test you with my magic so that I can see how strong the curse still is and try and measure how much longer the manacles and medallion will be necessary and when I can try and break it.” I say.

He nods his head and moves his feet further apart as he tries to prepare for whatever may come. I focus on myself as I close my eyes and once I open them again I’m looking into his eyes as I hover in front of him. I place my hands on the sides of his head and gently push with my magic only to see a terrible orange red fire burning deep inside him. Suddenly I’m thrown across the room and land on the floor painfully as I bounce and skip over it for a few more feet. Genevieve cries out and hurries over to me as quickly as I can as Charles takes a quick step towards me with a worried look on his face and Genevieve flings her hands out towards him throwing her power into the manacles.

“Oww it’s fine...fine. It wasn’t his fault Genevieve, it was the curse that did that. It’s still too powerful to to even try to break but were getting close to it.” I say as I stand up and gently run my hand over my ass.

“How do you know were getting close?” She asks.

“I wasn’t thrown through the wall, the castle didn’t explode, we're not mindlessly on our hands and knees sticking our asses in the air for him to fuck? Take your pick, almost anything could have happened if the curse was more powerful.” I reply.

“I don’t need your help with anything right now Genevieve if you would like to stay with Charles, but I do need to point out…” I say before being cut off by her.

“No I know ma’am, I know a few tricks to deal with it all later.” She says quickly and a shy smile as she see’s surprised look on my face at being cut off.

“Very well I’ll see you later then.” I say before walking out of the room and make my way to the library. I spend the rest of the day reading more about magical techniques that female mage's have come up with over the years. Eventually I finish reading all the books from my pile and ponder on the fact that over the last few days I’ve been finding myself thinking more and more about sex. Being over two thousand years old I’ve been able to control my more base thought’s, or at least when I was a man I could.

I quickly walk out of the library and make my way to my bedroom as I come to the decision to go out and find someone to help scratch my “itch”. It only takes me a little more than thirty minutes to squeeze into a small tight red dress that barely covers my ass and squeezes my tits together and up out of the top. I slip a pair of black strappy heels that push my ass out even more, I even go down to the vaults on my way out and grab a pair of dangling gold earrings and a diamond necklace that sits on top of my shelf like breasts. As soon as I walk into the entrance room I move myself a block away from a high class bar named Ice in the United States whose owner I helped a few years ago. As I walk into the I quickly notice all the eyes on me as I walk around the bar to find an opening, my hips and ass sway as my breasts jiggle around in the tight dress.

I spend an hour slowly sipping a glass of whiskey and making small talk with a countless number of men and even a few women but don’t find any that would work well. Another hour goes by until someone comes up to me and stands at the bar next to me. I look and see it’s a tall man in his mid to late twenties with broad shoulders and short dark hair, he’s wearing a dark tailored suit    that looks a lot like one that I wore as a man.

“Hi my names Jake, what’s yours?” He asks as he sticks hand out towards me.

“Nice to meet you Jake, my names Alex.” I reply with a smile.

“I have to say, your eyes are absolutely amazing, I don’t think I’ve ever seen any eyes as vibrant and green as yours.” He says as a bartender brings him a drink.

“Thank you.” I say a little unsure what else to say.

“It’s an unfortunate cliche but do you come here often?” He asks me.

“No I don’t, I’m actually not even from here.” I reply as he smiles again and we keep talk for a little over an hour before he asks me if I would like to go somewhere else. I say that I would like to and walk out with him, I ignore it when his hand slides down to my ass and keep walking with him for a couple of blocks until we reach an expensive modern apartment building. I run my hands over his arms and shoulders in the elevator as he stares down at the miles of cleavage my breasts make before we finally reach the seventeenth floor and get off. By the time we reach his door I’m practically shaking with excitement which fades as soon I see that there’s three other guys waiting for us.

“You know what? I just remembered I’m supposed to meet a few friends back at the bar, I should get back there before they start worrying.” I say quickly as I turn around through the door but Jake roughly pushes me further into the room as the other the three stand up and walk towards me.

“Let me go!” I yell as I try to push past Jake, he simply laughs and pushes me into one of the others.

“I think this little whore needs a lesson Jake, she needs to learn her place.” Says another one as he takes a step towards me and suddenly backhands me. I hold my hand up to my face as blood slowly drips down from the corner of mouth and my eyes go wide as I see him raise his hand again. This time instead of hitting with the back of his hand he slams his fist into the side of my head over and over until I lay on the ground with blood seeping from my broken face.

“Nng no...st…stop.” I moan as he kneels down behind me and wanks my skirt up as the others circle around me.

“Ahh! Nooo!” I scream as he rips my panties away and stuffs his hand into my pussy, through teary eyes I see the others pull their cocks out as Jake moves his towards my mouth. My anguish and anger build up until my body actually hums and vibrates and I scream as loud as I can. A bright light flashes outwards and leaves nearly the entire room around all of us charred smoking rubble. I pull myself up off the ground and look at each of them slowly as they try to crawl away in fear but are unable to with the heat of the floor.

“You think I need a lesson? No you can’t be more wrong boys.” I whisper before waving my hand and moving everyone to the deepest and darkest depths of the castle. I quickly get to work on conjuring new manacles for them as I come up with my plan all the while ignoring the stinging pain of the cuts on my face. Once I get the four of them stripped naked and the manacles set I walk out of the large cell and make my way out of the dungeon and straight for the vault’s. It doesn’t take me long to find what I’m looking for an only a little while longer to get the enchanting process started. In the mean time I go back to my bedroom and get myself cleaned up, blood has slowly dripped down and left dark red stains on my dress which even has a terrible smell of burned plastic. I pull on a small dark purple sheer robe that stops a little bit after my hips and barely is able to cover my huge tits before going back down to the vaults and then down to the dungeons.

“Ah good you're all awake, this will be much more fun now.” I say as I walk back into the cell and see that there awake and trying to get out of the manacles.

“You all tried to rape me, thinking that I was your property of some kind and most likely have done it to quite a lot of women before me. Well there won’t be anymore of that, you see I used to just turn people into dust or even burn them alive if they made me as angry as you have. But a new body warrants new punishments or at the very least a few experimental punishments.” I say with a smile as I walk over to Jake and fasten a gold ring attached to a golden cage to his limp cock and rather tiny balls. I do the same with each one of them and particularly enjoy attaching the last one to the one that hit me. Finally when I’m done I wave my hand and their cock’s immediately grow rock hard and strain against their rings, soon they start to whimper and moan as a smirk spreads across my face.

“Never will you cum again no matter what is done to you and eventually it’s going to drive you all insane, but I’m more than powerful enough to be able to stave that off for quite a while. At the very least you’re going to be here for a few hundred years, I do have quite a long lifespan after all.” I say with a laugh before walking out of the cell and closing the door. I make sure the small candle in the cell is out and then make my way back up to my room more than a little disappointed that I wasn’t able to get fucked tonight.

I poke my head into Charles’s room and see that amazingly there still going at it with Genevieve now on her back as her monstrously bloated belly pins her to the ground and shakes like a over full water balloon with each of Charles’s thrusts. I walk back to my room gently shaking my head as a small grin spreads across it.

“Shouldn’t be too much longer before I can work on breaking the curse.” I say quietly as I crawl into my bed and slowly drift off to sleep. I have a peaceful nights sleep and eventually waking up a little before noon only to find that Charles and Genevieve are still fucking or at the very least are back at it. I spend the next three days reading more and more books from the library learning more things just as I’ve done every day of my life and going out for an hour here and an hour there to get a good fucking. I’ve completely ignored the four in the basement preferring to leave them alone for the time being and let them suffer. Finally I wake up one morning and go to find Genevieve and Charles only to see that he’s fast asleep on the ground as she struggles with her distended belly to sit up.

“How long has he been asleep?” I ask as I walk in and crouch down next to him.

“Ahh I don’t know, maybe an hour or two even though it feels like ages.” She replies from the ground.

It takes a bit but eventually I’m able to wake him up and he pulls himself up off the ground to stand in front of me with his huge cock falling to his knees. After a moment I float myself in the air before placing my hands on the side of his head. Unlike last time I’m not thrown across the room but through my magic I see dark red mass inside his head. It want’s nothing more than to kill me but is so weak it can’t do anything but emanate pure hatred towards me. It takes a moment but soon I realize just what it is and exactly how the coin affects people, Abraxis actually implants a sliver of it’s own being inside them. I concentrate as hard as I can to push it out of him and after a few minutes appears behind him before slowly vanishing and causing the temperature in the room to jump about forty degrees. Charles immediately collapses to the ground as Genevieve cries out as she sees him fall.

“He’s just asleep.” I say as I wave my hand and the bed widens as they both float towards it and they lay next to each other with Genevieve’s belly barely able to keep from falling over the edge. I walk out of the room just as he starts to snore and she slowly starts drift off. It takes almost three days before they're both able to do much more than mumble a few sentences and struggle to eat a few spoonfuls of food, especially for Genevieve once I take the rings and earrings back. But finally most of everything is back to normal and I get back to teaching Genevieve magic, I even put Charles in charge of a modest amount of my own money to manage for me so that he has something to keep him occupied. It turn’s out that he was being humble about how wealthy he is and has quite a amount of shares in some huge companies.

“Ok I think this dark green one with those black heels over there with your hair done up and some tasteful jewelry will work well.” Says Genevieve as she stands in the middle of the room.

“The Crown of Eselia too, I’m the only one alive who’s powerful enough to wear it but only if I was a woman...she really was a vengeful woman.” I say after thinking about it a moment. I’ve called the entire Grand Court together to tell them what I’ve found out about dealing with Abraxis and need to make a strong enough appearance so that my detractors in the Court don’t get too many ideas.

“Oh maybe try these on to see how they look with everything else.” She says as she holds up a pair of sheer nude stockings and a garter belt. I simply nod my head as my robe drops to the ground before pulling the soft black panties lace panties up my legs and slipping on a matching bra. Next comes the garter belt and stocking which Genevieve helps me with, then comes the dress which squeezes my curvy body comfortably. She quickly does my hair in an elegant updo and places the crown on top of my head as I put the earrings in before a gold necklace with diamonds and pearls goes around my neck and on top of my breasts. We finish with the heels and the signet ring of the archmage on one hand and the signet ring of the keeper of the archives on another along with an ancient bracelet on my right wrist.

I take a few turns in a mirror to get a good look at myself before nodding my head and I walk out of the room just a few steps behind Genevieve. Her hips, ass, thighs and breasts have gotten much bigger as her body absorbed massive amounts of Charles’s cum and I watch mesmerized as her ass shakes with each step and even confined in a bra her tits sway back and forth. Charles is waiting in the entrance hall in hugely expensive suit that has enough material for six American linebackers. It took my personal tailor almost an hour to just get his measurements as it required a few trips up a ladder for the small old man, even as I offered to levitate him he preferred his own ways. He actually looks even more terrifying with clothes on...although it might also be the stern look on his face. Genevieve and I both put on long dark wool coats before I move us all to Appian Way in Rome and reasonable distance from the Catacomb of Callixtus. It only takes us a few minutes to make the quick trip to the entrance of the catacombs, it’s difficult to say who gets to most stares. The two curvy huge breasted dark haired beauties or the ten foot tall monster of a man dressed in a suit that would cost more than the average Mercedes.

“It’s going to be an extremely tight fit for you Charles, so please be careful...I remember when these catacombs were being built.” I say as we get to the entrance and walk in, as usual there's a guard that tries to stop us, but a quick wave of my hand with the signet ring of the archmage gets us by. It takes us nearly an hour to get through the catacombs as Charles has a lot of trouble fitting through the passageways. But soon were in the deepest parts where no one but mage's and their attendants have been for thousands of years. Even after all these years they look like they were just carved yesterday and look spectacularly beautiful. Torches line the walls leading us deeper and deeper until we finally reach the central sanctuary.

We step out of the passageway to see a cavern twice as large as the city of Rome filled with ancient buildings and cobblestone walk ways. Ancient wards cover the cavern ceiling and hold the city above it in place and help to keep outsiders away as tens of thousands of small lights float around and cast their golden orange glow over everything. From where we are I can see hundreds of people filing down the walkways towards the middle of the cavern. We make our way down the steps carved into the side of the caverns walls and follow the pathways to the middle of the cavern. By the time we get to the amphitheater in the middle of the cavern everyone is seated and just waiting for me and Genevieve takes a deep breath before handing her coat to an attendant and walking out into the middle.

“Ladies gentleman of the Grand Court...may I present the Archmage and Keeper of the Archives!” She says in a loud voiced that’s enhanced by the amphitheaters acoustics. I hand my coat to the same attendant and take second before following her, the second take my first step out I hear whispers and in some cases loud demands of who I am. I hold my hands in front of myself as I patiently wait for them all to go quiet, I’m used to this as every time I stand in front of the whole Grand Court there’s quiet grumbling of one kind or another.

“Elder’s of the Grand Court I have called you all here to the oldest of our orders sanctuaries to inform you of my newest finding of the cursed object known as the Coin of Abraxis.” I say loudly as I stand before hundreds of the worlds eldest mage’s.

“I have learned of a way to cure those cursed by the coin, it’s a time consuming process that has at least a few potential risks but it does work. Abraxis implants a tiny sliver of it’s own being inside the cursed and that is what powers the changes in them and the extreme sexual needs.” I Continue.

“I’m sure all of you have heard about what happened at the brownstone in New York, that the man found there was taken to a mental institute, but now he is fully healed.” I say.

“This is that man and his name is Charles Strecken III.” I say as I motion for Charles to come over to me, as soon as he gets into everyone’s view there’s wave’s shocked gasp’s. I spend a little more than an hour explaining the process of how to break the curse and my hypothesis that each time a sliver of Abraxis’s being is destroyed it weakens the whole. Finally when it’s all over I stand with the chief elders from each of the worlds sanctuaries and none of them are exactly thrilled.

“How do we even know that you’re really the archmage?” Demands chief elder from the Moscow station Ivan Volkov.

“Quiet Ivan she wears the Crown of Eselia only the archmage as a woman would be powerful enough to wear that as well as the signet ring’s of the archmage and the keeper of the archives. So this Charles Strecken, he is completely cleared? There are no traces of Abraxis at all?” Says chief elder of the Paris sanctuary Armand Fabron.

“None at all.” I reply.

“How did he get so tall and strongly built then?” He asks.

“He agreed to participate in a few experiments and so I tested the Invicta milites arcanum potion on him twice, It worked spectacularly with no unforeseen side effects.” I reply.

“You actually used them!? Wh...what if...what if he was impossible to control?” He stammers in shock.

“Then I would have killed him.” I say after a moment and a shrug of my slender shoulders.

“He’s even agreed to participate in more experiments in the future. Now I have a question for all of you, are there any other cursed that you know of? The more I can I cure, the quicker I can weaken Abraxis and rid the world of the coin once and for all, there’s even a chance that I can create a magical network to alert us where the coin might be.” I say and they all take a moment to think about it before more than half admit they have locked up a few of them. I make arrangements to pick them all up once I have more medallions created and then head back home. By the time we get back it’s nearly midnight and Genevieve and Charles go off to their room as I decide it’s finally time to visit the dungeons again. As I walk up to the cell door I hear them crying and whimpering as the golden rings and cages drive them to very edge of climaxing and leaves them there.

“Ahh how are my little toys doing?” I say as I open the door and walk in.

“Please! Just please make it stop!” Cries Jake as as tears run down his face, I notice that the others are in a similar state.

“What, already? It hasn’t even been a day, you all have a much much longer time to go until I even think about letting you cum again...if ever.” I say as I step out of the cell and close the door. I walk out of the dungeons to their screams and pleading to let them cum again. I head back upstairs and crawl into my huge warm bed nearly falling asleep as soon as I lay my head down.

Two months go by and it’s only about another week until the medallions are finished so that I can get started on curing more of the cursed. I got a bit of a surprise a few days ago when Genevieve told me that she’s pregnant and with a few old techniques I learned when I first started learning magic I find out that she’s pregnant with quintuplets and already getting pretty big. I’ve been getting out of the castle more and more for the last few weeks. For instance I’m in an old townhouse in London right now moving my hips up and down on a large cock in my pussy as another slams into my ass while I suck on a third in my mouth. My tit’s bounce up and down as my ass shakes from the thrusts of the cock in my ass and I feel myself getting closer and closer to climaxing.

Within a few minutes I climax and moan as it washes through my body, soon the three guys climax too and dump their cum into each of my holes. I quickly use my magic and make them hard again as they switch positions and it all starts again. We go at it for another hour before they finally pass out and slowly get dressed again in my tight little dress before walking out leaving them with sore drained cocks and smiles on their faces.

“This is going to be a fun few thousand years…” Say quietly as a smile spreads across my smooth flawless face.

Is it possible for someone that life beats into the ground to be given another chance at life, but have the life be the complete opposite and still be a great one?

I hold my head in my hands as I try to clear my head of the last remnants of sleep. It’s five in the morning and after years of having to get up early for numerous job’s, you would think I had gotten used to it by now, but no... of course not. Finally I stand up on my aching old knees and hobble my way to the bathroom. I look in the mirror as I turn the lights on and see the same tired old face draped by long dark brown hair which is liberally peppered with grey hair and a long beard that is almost completely grey except for a few patches of brown. What little of my face that can be seen looks like old tanned and wrinkled leather. Slowly I move to the shower, and the heavenly feeling of the hot water loosening up my stiff body helps me wake up. I spend nearly forty minutes in the shower before getting out to get dressed and head out for the day. While from the shoulders up I look like I could be in my late sixties, from the shoulders down the small layering of fat that the years have given me covers mountains of muscles. I pull on a pair of ragged jeans that are more patches than the actual original jeans along with a thick flannel shirt over a thick t-shirt and along with a pair of old battered work boots. On my way out I grab my jacket and gloves and make my way down the hall and out of the building.

I live and work in Prudhoe Bay, Alaska working the oil fields doing any number of things the bosses tell me to. I start my day by walking down to the diner for a quick breakfast and some coffee before I start work. I walk in and as usual the place is packed but everyone has learned their lesson to make sure they leave a spot for me at the counter. Claire sees me right away and makes sure a cup of coffee is waiting for me to sit down and the cook is already cooking my breakfast.

“Morning Jason,” says Claire as she hurries off to get another patron their food.

Claire doesn’t belong anywhere near here. She’s twenty years old, extremely smart and drop dead gorgeous with a body that would make a goddess jealous. She is half Native American and half Italian, getting all her mother's looks and all her fathers abilities to deal with the tough guys of Prudhoe Bay, but luckily none of her father’s meanness or mothers drug addiction. She’s also always been nice to me no matter how bad of a mood I’m in.

She moved back here to Prudhoe Bay when she was sixteen with her parents when her grandmother got sick. Unfortunately she died only a year after they moved here. I still remember the old lady... like her son she was tough as nails, and if the rumors were true a Native American shaman, or something like that. Her grandmother was tough enough to deal with her father and even take a few punches from him when he got real drunk.

I’m knocked out of my thoughts as Claire slides my plate of food in front of me along with a small blue box with a yellow bow on top of it. “What the fuck is this Claire,” I demand.

“Oh, stop it Jason. Drink your coffee, and eat your breakfast like a good little boy, then you get to open your present.” she says as she walks off again with a smirk on her face.

A few of the guys sitting around me laugh but abruptly stop as glare at each of them. I start on my food and it’s heaven all over again, I’ve heard a lot of crap about food at diner’s but even home cooked food doesn’t come anywhere near the food here. By the time I’ve finished the food I’ve also finished another two cups of coffee and am ready for another day in the oil fields.

I look up to see Claire standing in front of me with her arms crossed and leaning against the wall, “Go on, open your present,” she says.

I pick it up and grudgingly open in it. Inside is rock with carvings in it and leather straps around it to work as a necklace. I look up at her obviously wanting to know what it is. “It was my grandma’s. Supposedly it’s good luck and can grant wishes. No, I don't think it can actually grant wishes but keep it for luck. Who knows, but with this new storm coming in today you should have a bit more luck.” With that she slides a large thermos across the counter towards me and grabs my cleared plate and cup to toss it in the sink.
“Thanks Claire, I'll see you later,” I say as I pull my wallet out.

“Nope it’s on me, happy birthday,” she says.

I look at her before pulling out twenty bucks and tossing it on the counter. “Tip, save it and get the fuck out of the state, you don't belong here.” As I walk out I see her reflection in the window and she’s just standing there with her hands on her hips smiling.

I head down the street to where the oil companies have trucks to take workers out to the oilfields. I get into the first one and am immediately pissed because it’s my boss driving.

“Morning Jason,” he says.

I simply grunt a welcome, sit back in my seat, and wait for truck to fill up so we can leave. My boss Ray won't be dissuaded from talking. “Bad news, Jason. I have to assign you to the repair duty on the pipeline. You’re the only one who knows enough about the repairs to actually be out there. Look at it on the bright side, you’re getting promoted and will be the boss of the team.” he says.

“I quit.”

“Nope still under contract.”

“Sue me, I’ve got nothing for you to take anyway.”

“Come on Jason, we need this. You won't be under me anymore. This isn’t just me assigning you and telling the team to do what you say. You’re actually in charge, it’s a real promotion. It comes with a truck, company housing, two grand a month company credit card for any expenses you and the team need, and a ten grand raise with another ten grand signing bonus,” he says.

I simply sit there and stare out the window at the storm that was just getting started.

Ray looks at me with a worried look as the rest of the team gets closer to the truck... fuck they’re all kid’s.

“Oh fuck it, twenty grand bonus and fifteen grand raise.” he says as he hands me a clipboard and pen.

I sigh deeply as I take the clipboard and sign it.

The rest of the team pile into the back of the cab and we head out towards the pipeline, with Ray droning on about me being there new boss while I stare out the window trying my best to block out his annoying voice.

Thirty minutes later I begin telling the team what to do and how to do it as Ray drives off. Within another hour the storm had gotten to the point we couldn’t see five feet in front of us and the wind was getting worse and worse. Before long the entire team is separated by the storm trying to find somewhere to get out of the storm even though I told them there was nowhere around here.

“Fuck this! I never wanted this shit! I wish my life was better, I wish I was filthy rich so I didn't have deal with all this!” The wind picks up again and blows even harder, so hard that I stagger backwards and trip over a rock. Suddenly my head kills me as everything goes dark, I don't feel the wind or the cold...I don't feel anything.

I come to as I feel someone grabbing my chest roughly and licking it, my first thought is to freak out, get pissed and kill whoever it is. They keep doing it and it quickly starts to feel amazing and that’s when I can feel it: I know the feeling, but from the other side... a cock rubbing up against a pussy... a wet one at that. Slowly I can feel the cock move in and I realize I must be dreaming because the only thing I can think of is that I have a pussy...but that’s impossible.

Finally the cock is all the way in and feels as if it’s about to rip me open as it slides in and out. OH MY GOD! It feel’s amazing as it slides in and out, more and more. Without thinking about it the muscles of my pussy tighten as the cock goes deeper. It starts pounding in harder and harder. Since I have a pussy, I must have breasts... and they’re being sucked and licked while a large strong hand grabs my butt as the cock picks up the pace even more. All the feeling comes back to my body, but it’s all more intense as my body gets hotter and hotter. Suddenly it’s as if my body explodes, and wave after wave radiates out from my pussy. I can feel the cock shuddering is it pushes in even harder and faster. The sensations become more and more intense until I finally pass out, but not before I finally am able to open my eye’s and see a large muscled man over me trying to catch his breath... then everything goes black.

Rnnng...Rnnng...Rnnng...Rnnng

I open my eyes as the ringing sound continues, unable to figure out what it is. I look around and that’s when I realize I'm not in my room in Prudhoe Bay. Everything’s bright with light coming from a window...I don't have any windows in my room in Prudhoe, it costs too much to keep the room heated with a window. Suddenly I remember my dream of being fucked by a man, and how amazing it felt. Thats when I move my hands across my stomach and feel how soft the skin is. I quickly sit up and realize two thing: I’m in bed with all the covers laying around the bed, and I have huge tits!

I start panicking and barely realize that the phone is still ringing, I quickly slide over to the side of the bed and grab the handset, raising it to my ear.

“Hello,” I say and nearly have a heart attack at the sound of my voice. It’s beautiful, sweet with a melodic tone to it, and a definite British accent.

“Hello Miss Leatherby, this is your ten o’clock wake up call,” says a womans voice.

“Oh... umm, thank you,” I reply.

“Would you like me to have your breakfast sent up,” she asks?

“Oh yeah, that would be great. Thank you,” I reply.

“Of course. It will be there in a moment,” she says.

“Just have it left in front of the door, please. Thank you,” I say once more.

I quickly look around trying to figure out what the hell is going on and decide to find a mirror to see what I look like. I walk across the room with my arm’s across my breasts, but I can still feel them bouncing and jiggling around, along with my ass and even my thighs. I walk through a door that I thought was the bathroom, but turns out to be a massive walk in closet that is mostly empty, except for a single rolling suitcase and some clothes hanging in one section. Across the room I see a platform with a mirror circling around half of it. I walk over to it and my jaw drops.

The woman in the mirror is gorgeous. On a one to ten scale, a twenty would still be an insult. She has a thin body, but with enough fat to be healthy... and from what I can tell enough for just the right parts to bounce and jiggle around. She even has a round, firm heart-shaped butt. Long dark brown hair surrounds her beautiful green eyes and full luscious lips, then falls to the middle of her back. What demands the most attention, and is the most obvious, are her breasts. Just like I thought earlier they are huge. At first glance they look fake except that they move and feel like real ones, with just the slightest bit of sag to them from the sheer weight. They're beautiful just like she is, and perfect too! I can hardly believe I’m looking at my own reflection in the mirror...

That’s when I realize that the person on the phone had some breakfast sent up. I look around hoping that there’s something around that I can toss on real quick. Finding nothing in the closet, I go back out into the bedroom to find the bathroom. It’s a mess with towels on the floor and makeup and all kinds of other stuff spread across the bathroom counters...yes, counters. Finally, I see a robe on the back of the door and put it on. It mostly fits... it shows off a lot of my breasts, but it’s the best that I could find. After covering as much up as I can, I tie it around my waist and look for the door. What I find is amazing. The place is huge, its not just the bedroom, walk in closet and bathroom. There’s an actual living room, and what with a quick glance looks like an office. I finally find the door and, after looking at through the peephole, see that there isn't anyone out there, so I open the door and grab the food cart.

The cart is loaded: fresh cut fruit, a boiled egg, toast, orange juice and coffee. I fill a cup of coffee and take a sip. I’m instantly revolted, it tastes terrible as if it’s too strong. I decide to put some milk in it, and it makes all the difference. Slightly perplexed about it, I grab the bowl of fruit and start looking around. The living room is huge easily half the size of the boarding house in Prudhoe Bay, and it’s filled with vases of flowers on top of expensive looking tables and desks. Beige couches and chairs are all around a coffee table in perfect line of sight with a huge flat-screen TV. I didn't even know they made them that big, I’ve only ever seen one and that was in Anchorage. I move into the office and its more of the same: flowers and vases with expensive furniture. While I'm looking around I see a bunch of papers on the desk and decide to take a look at them.

I take a seat and read the first paper on the top, it’s still in the envelope and addressed to Emilia Leatherby.

Dear Miss Leatherby,

My name is Charles Wright and I am the assistant to the Lord High Chancellor of Great Britain. It has come to our attention that you are the direct descendant of the late Duke of Blackpool, Lord Arthur Leatherby X who passed away in 1874 and was thought to be the last of his line. But it turns out that he had a legitimate child that was not originally recorded in the families histories.

That brings us to you, as a direct descendant of Lord Leatherby you are allowed to inherit all titles and wealth that have been kept in a trust incase an heir was ever discovered. I beg your forgiveness for the frankness of this letter but we do prefer the quick resolution of these matters.

Sincerely,

Charles Wright

HOLY SHIT... the wish! I wished that my life was better and that I was filthy rich during the storm, and it worked. The stone! Where the hell is it? My hand quickly shoots to my neck but the necklace isn’t there.

I get up and run to the bedroom, my breasts bouncing all over the place even with the robe trying to hold them. Finally, I reach the bedroom and start tearing the place apart, picking up everything on the floor and searching the bed. I decide to take a chance and look in the bathroom, under all the towels and even in the small bag of jewelry. I find nothing... this is not good, but I keep looking thinking that I might have missed it somewhere, and out of the corner of my eye I see something at the bottom of the huge bath tub. Thank god, it’s the stone! I hug it to my chest, so thankful that I found it.

Relieved that I have the stone around my neck again, I walk back into the office to see if there’s anything useful in the rest of the papers. Looking through them I find that everything has been taken care of except for actually meeting with the chancellor and signing a few legal papers. Once the papers have been signed all the titles, land, and money will be in my name. Apparently the family manor has been kept in near perfect condition over the years, the late Lord Leatherby had set aside a sizable fund to keep all the family's properties in good condition. It also turns out that the meeting with the chancellor was yesterday afternoon. It must have gone well since I’m staying in such a nice suite. All that is left is to go and see the family manor.

“Well I guess I might as well take a shower and get dressed,” I mutter as I head back into the bedroom and towards the bathroom. I step into the shower stall and get the temperature just right before stepping in. As the hot water hits my skin it sends a jolt through my entire body. It feels exactly like it did last night, but less intense. I don't know how long I stand there, but eventually I snap out of it. I clean myself up slowly, reveling in the feeling of it all. Eventually I finish the shower and step out to carefully dry off, so as not to get to into it. Looking around the bathroom I’m in shock at all the things that some women have just to get ready for the day. I realize that I’m completely in over my head and so decide to try and use the stone.

“I wish that I knew everything I need to know about being a women,” I say out loud.

I stagger backwards as I'm bombarded with a massive amount of knowledge. I immediately know what I need to do. It takes me a little bit over an hour to get ready and it’s all really unnerving with just the sheer amount of things that need to be done. Finally, I finish up in the bathroom and walk into the closet. There are only two outfits, a flower printed dress and a red blouse with a tight pair of jeans. “Well this isn’t a tough decision at all,” I mutter to myself as I grab the blouse and jeans. Even though I don't like how tight the jeans are will be I know that I would hate the dress even more.

I seriously debated with myself about putting some makeup on, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Plus there really isn’t any reason to since my skin is perfect. I’m quickly realizing my breasts are the only things most people will ever notice anyway. While getting dressed I took a look at the bra to see what the size was, and boy was I in shock. I didn’t even know they made them as big as a 36-I cup. Eventually I get over the shock and go back to the office to take a look at the last of the paper’s.

I take a seat at the desk and pick up the last of papers, it’s a short letter with the seal of the Leatherby Household staff.

Dear Lady Leatherby,

My name is Pierce Wells and I am the head butler of your families seat of power, the Leatherby House. There is much that I need to explain to you and teach you about your family and their lands and property, far too much to put in a letter. So I have sent a driver to pick you up and bring you to the home whenever you wish to, he will be staying at the Felton Hotel under the name Reed Kendrick.

I hope to meet you soon.

Sincerely,

Pierce Wells
Head Butler Leatherby House, Duchy of Blackpool

I sit back and think a few moments before deciding that I might as well call the driver and go meet Pierce and the rest of the household staff. As I pick up the phone, I notice that my legs are spread apart as a guy would sit. I smile as a little bit since it’s definitely not how a proper noble lady or even a normal girl would be sitting.

It takes the driver around thirty minutes to get to my hotel. When he I walk outside to meet him my jaw drops when I see the car. It looks like one from the fifties, with a large silver stripe down the middle of the sides and the rest of the car painted black. It looks like something that royalty would be driven around in. The driver is holding the back door of the car open and smiling at me.

“Hello Lady Leatherby, my name is Reed and I will be your driver today. Please leave your bag there and I will load it into the boot.” He says with a smile.

“Oh, umm... thank you Reed,” I reply.

I do my best to get into the car as gracefully as possible but I do have a bit of trouble with it, once I’m seated Reed closes the door gently and puts my bag into the trunk before getting behind the wheel.
“What is our destination today, my Lady,” he asks as drives down the street.

“I was thinking that I should go and meet Pierce Wells at Leatherby House, he sent me a letter saying that there was a lot that he needed to tell me about my family,” I reply.

“Ah, excellent choice. The estate and house are absolutely beautiful. I do apologize though, it will take a little over four hours to get there,” he replies.

I takes us around thirty minutes to get out of the city. I can’t believe how many people just stop what they're doing to stare at the car as we go by. It must not be a very common thing to see a car in such good condition like this still being driven around. It’s another hour before something gets me curious and I just can't help myself from asking.

“Reed, if the last duke died in the late 1800’s where did this car come from,” I ask.

“Mr. Wells’ father bought it. The head butlers have been in charge of the trust that keeps all your family’s lands and properties in good condition. The Wells have actually worked for your family for nearly seven hundred years, they’re almost as old as your family itself. They’ve also been able to add to the trust’s fortune by having a spectacular head for business. On the weekends the lands of the Leatherby House are open to the public, for a reasonable fee, and a lot of people go to have picnics, or just walk around.”

“The Leatherby House started out as a castle and was built in the early 900’s. Your family started out as Earls and sided with one of the early Kings of England. Eventually they started expanding outwards from the county and became so powerful that the King formed their lands into a Duchy to appease them. With all the land that they had, they were content to sit back and avoid any trouble with the politics of the realm. I probably should leave it at that, Pierce might get angry if I tell you everything, he has been hoping to meet an actual Leatherby for his entire life,” he says.

“Wow, that’s all pretty amazing, thank you Reed,” I reply.

A few hours later we turn off the main road and drive down a gravel road under huge hanging trees. We pass through a huge stone gate that’s attached to a wall that must be at least fifteen feet thick. It’s when we get out the other side that I see the rest of the grounds. Everything is perfect, the grass is freshly cut and green everywhere. I can see a huge and beautiful garden with bright flowers in the distance and what looks like a huge set of stairs with water running down them. The thing that demands the most attention is the house, and parts of it definitely look like they're from a castle.

“Almost five hundred rooms in the house and every last one of them are in nearly perfect condition. It’s also been updated through the years and even has air conditioning and cable internet,” says Reed.

Reed pulls the car up to the a huge staircase in front of the house where I can see at least twenty people are lining the stairs and an older man is waiting at the very top. Reed jumps out of the car and opens the back door for me to get out. As I make my way up the stairs I notice that every single person is dressed in a perfectly tailored uniform. Finally I reach the top of the stairs and come face to face with Pierce Wells. He looks to be in his late fifties to early sixties, at least six feet tall and looks to be in very good shape.

“Your Grace, welcome home,” he says with a smile.

“Thank you.”

“Please come inside we have much to discuss before dinner is ready,” he says as he motions for me to follow him. We walk through the halls for awhile and I can't help but be amazed at the house. The floor look like they are made of marble while the walls are wood paneling with gold paint, with antiques lining the hallways and paintings on the walls, everything is in perfect and beautiful condition.

I’m lead into large room that I realize is actually a massive office that looks as if it doubles as a library with four levels to it. I take a seat in front of a huge old fireplace while Pierce takes a seat in another chair across from me.

“I hope your trip here wasn’t too uncomfortable,” he says.

“No it wasn’t too bad,” I reply.

“What do you know your family,” he asks.

I spend a few moments and tell him what Reed told me on the drive. He frowns at this, “it wasn’t really his place to speak of any of it, but we’ll have to overlook that for now. Everything that he said is true but glosses over a few things. What few people realize is just how powerful the Leatherby's were. Terms like kingmakers and others have been thrown around, but they don't really tell the whole truth. Having their support kept Kings on the throne. It made the kingdom more powerful because they had the gold to help support anything that was needed. They had substantial amounts of land in Italy, the Holy Roman Empire and France. I’ve even found writings that make me believe that they had enough power to effect the elections of the Holy Roman Empire. While the King had the royal court, the Dukes had theirs and it was just as important if not more. It all lasted until the last duke died, and over the centuries they diversified and expanded their wealth to the point that they owned a number of companies. You see, they saw that the nobility and the monarchs importance in the world was going to come to an end someday. They felt that companies and businesses were where the power and money would be. Today, while you don't own the companies you do own a substantial percentage of them, and will never have to work or worry about money ever again.”

As I stand there in shock at what he said he hands picks up a small book and a pair of reading glasses and starts naming the biggest most well known companies in the world that even I have heard of in my isolation in Alaska. “With all your land, buildings, and stocks in companies you have a net worth over forty billion pounds, with another fifteen billion in cash that has been spread around the world to protect it from a bank failing. Plus there’s the items inside this house and the ones in France, Italy and your townhouses in London and New York, all of which have been kept in perfect condition with a full staff at all times. I understand from the High Chancellor’s assistant that you did not have the greatest of upbringings, but from this day on you have nothing to worry about and I also understand that you may not understand all the etiquettes of someone of your place in the world, but we will teach you what you need to know and as for the rest...well to hell with it you're too wealthy to care what others think,” he says with another smile.

“Now I can only imagine that you need a little time to absorb all this. Please let me show you to the master bedroom. You can rest there for a while until dinner is ready,” he says as he stands up. I follow him down the hallway and back to the entrance hall where he leads me to small elevator, he turns a small key and presses the button for the sixth floor. The elevator runs a bit slow, but for how old it looks it actually runs really well. The sixth floor is a lot like the first one, but instead of marble floors its polished hardwood and more antique furniture, sculptures, and paintings on the walls. The hall ends with two doors.

“Through those doors are your personal quarters, I’ll have someone sent up once dinner is ready and if you need anything in the meantime just press one on any phone and someone will answer right away,” he says as he waves his arm at the doors.

“Thank you, Pierce,” I say as a smile spreads across my face.

“You’re welcome, Duchess,” he says and turns around as he bows his head slightly.

“Oh Pierce, please don't call me that. Call me by my first name, or at least Miss Leatherby... please,” I say.

He stops and hesitates before saying, “of course, Miss Leatherby.”

With that I open the doors and walking into my personal quarters. It’s completely different from the rest of the house. It’s all decorated in modern decor, with warm soft colors. Everything looks insanely expensive, just like the rest of the house. I walk into the bedroom and just like everything else it looks amazing with a bed that has one of those canopies, and it looks like it’s bigger than even a king sized bed by a lot. I poke my head into the closet and find it to be filled with clothes and a small section in the middle that has shelves filled with shoes. I take a quick look at some of the clothes and come to the conclusion that they won't fit me with my breasts.

“Hmm guess I need to go clothes shopping,” I say to myself as I walk back into the bedroom and sit down on the bed.

Eventually Pierce sends someone up to get me for dinner. It’s a huge affair, and I end up only having a little off the plate that’s put in front of me. The next day I’m driven into the nearest city and without thinking of it too much end up buying nearly everything that I see. I have a blast doing something that I hated with a passion as a guy, and fill the boot with bags of jeans, shirts, and shoes. Without even noticing it I also buy a large amount of dresses, in many different styles. Reed also takes me to a small boutique where I’m fitted for some custom lingerie since thats the only way to get a bra that will fit me.

One year later...

It’s been a year since that day, and a lot has changed. For one, I only think about my previous life every once in awhile and my aversion to anything feminine is all but gone and only surfaces from time to time. One of the biggest changes though is in my social life. I have a small group of friends that I’m very close to, which I never had as a guy. We go around the country to different cities and just hangout in the city for a while before moving on. The biggest thing is that I’ve been dating a lot for the last year, I’ve had six boyfriends, two girlfriends, and so many one night stands that I lost count.

“Mmmm,” I sigh as I stretch my arms and legs. I open my eyes to the sun shining through the wall of windows and bathing me in warm light. I look to the side and see that the rest of the bed is empty, the guy must of snuck out... as he should. I get out of the bed and immediately feel the familiar weight as my breasts fall a bit. I walk into the bathroom while revelling in the subtle movements of my body and sit down on the ledge of the bathtub as I fill it with hot water and bubbles. I spend the rest of the day having myself pampered with a mani/pedi and a very deep massage before getting dressed in the skimpiest and sexiest dress that I happened to like at the that moment.

Reed drives me and a few friends to a real hot club named Alegre in West London. On the way there we have a few glasses of champagne while we tell each other raunchy jokes.

Reed pulls the car up slowly and as he does every single person stares at it. They only continue to stare as Reed opens the door for us. Every last one of us puts a little extra movements into our hips as we walk straight into the club. Once inside we look around to see if there are any good looking guys yet. Sadly there aren't, so we get a booth for ourselves and get a bottle of champagne.

There may not have been any good looking guys, but there is a group of girls that might definitely give us a bit of competition. There’s also a pudgy geeky looking guy with them that looks like he wouldn't be too bad looking if he lost a bit of weight. We spend another hour drinking our champagne and dancing to the music as more and more people start coming in. Within just a few minutes a group of newly arrived guys walks over to our table with another bottle of champagne.

“Hi girls, how’s your night going,” says one.

It’s only when they get closer that I can get a good look at them, and when I do my stomach turn’s. Their clothes look like they haven't been washed in a weeks. A few of them look as if they have Spanish Moss growing on their teeth, and at least one of them seems to be practically swimming in cheap cologne. They’re also pretty rude, with way out of line comments and while I perfectly understand it, I do prefer people to at least try to look somewhere else other than my breasts. We all quickly thank them for the champagne but make it clear that nothing’s going to happen. They get angry but quickly decide to move on.

We spend another hour with more champagne and more dancing. I soak up the music as I sway my hips to the intoxicating beat. Soon I feel like having something else to drink other than champagne. I walk towards the bar, and as I walk up the crowd around it moves aside like it’s curtain. Once at the bar I only have to wait a few seconds before a bartender get’s me my cosmo. I turn around to look at the rest of the club and as I do the pudgy guy from earlier walks up to me. It’s then that I get a bit of a better look at him, he’s a few inches taller then me and a bit more than just pudgy. I can tell that he’s definitely a nerd.

He looks over to the group of girls that he was sitting with earlier and out of the corner of my eye I see them trying to encourage him to say something.

“Umm..hi my...my..my names..umm Ryan,” he stutters.

Oh boy. Normally I would be nice and tell him I don't really feel like talking, but he really seems to be a nice guy and there’s no one else for me to talk to since all my friends have found someone to dance with.

“How about you buy me another drink and we can talk for a bit,” I suggest.

“Umm...sorry I uhh I can’t afford...uhh a drink here,” he says as he looks away ashamed.

“Ok then, I’ll buy you a drink,“ I reply with a smile as I place my hand on his arm and guide him to an open spot at the bar.

“What do you usually drink,” I ask.

“Umm whiskey, neat,” he replies.

I quickly get a bartender’s attention, “can I please have a glass of your best whiskey with two ice cubes please,” I ask.

“You're not from around here, are you Ryan,” I ask.

He takes a quick sip from his glass and his eyes light up as before he replies, “oh uhh no, I’m from Illinois in ...uhh the US.”

“What are you doing here in England,” I ask as he takes another sip.

“I’m working on my degree in computer science at Oxford,” he says.

“Do you like it here, or do you miss Illinois,” I ask.

“I really like it here, it’s so much more different than what I grew up with,” he replies with a smile.

We spend a while talking, in which I find that the group of girls he’s with are one of his cousins, and a few of her friends that he’s known since they were all kids. Eventually I pull him out on the dance floor, where he objects profusely to dancing.

I laugh before saying, “oh come on, I promise it won't be bad at all, just step to the left and then back and then do the opposite I’ll do the rest,” I say with a smile.

He reluctantly does as I told him. I turn my back towards him and start to slowly sway back and forth to the music. Soon I take his hands and place them on my hips as I turn around. I look up into his eyes and slowly kiss him lightly on the lips as I put my arms around his neck and continue to sway my hips.

I don’t know how long we stay like that but eventually I take his hand and we walk out of the club. I tell Reed to stay here, and to take any of my friends home that need a ride as we get into a cab. It only takes ten minutes to get to my townhouse, but for some reason I don’t want to stop kissing him, his hands running over my body are driving me crazy...

The doorman at the house barely has enough time to open the door as we hurry inside and practically sprint up to the master suite. The second we get through the doors I rip his shirt off and as I kiss him deeply he wraps his arms around me and kisses me back. Once we get into the bedroom I push him down on the bed and slowly start to strip my clothes off. As soon as I take my bra off his jaw drops so hard that I swear I can hear it crack.

I laugh and say, “oh come on you haven’t seen them before,” as I slowly crawl up his body. I rip the rest of his clothes off and smile as I see that his cock is rock hard already and a lot bigger than I expected it to be. I slowly move hand up and down as I run my tongue around the tip and slowly down the rest of the way. I move my hands down and cradle his balls as inch by inch I take his cock into my mouth. I do my best to drive him crazy without making him cum.

Soon I crawl up his body again and straddle his hips, slowly reach back hold his cock as I gently lower myself onto it. I gasp as his hot cock slides into my dripping pussy and he starts to gently suck on my nipples. I start moving up and down his cock slowly as he continues to suck my nipples and he moves his hands to my ass. He squeezes and playfully slaps it in time as I reach the bottom of my thrusts.

“Nnng...nnng...Oh GOD,” I moan.

Suddenly he rolls over so that he’s on top of me and starts to thrust his cock in and out quicker while I slowly squeeze and un-squeeze my pussy. He starts to quicken the pace, pushing his cock in as he kisses my neck. Both of our breathing quickens and I can feel tingling in my feet that slowly starts to move up my legs.

“Nnng...nnng...Oh GOD! Please don’t stop,” I scream.

He slides his cock in and out faster and faster as I wrap my legs around his waist and grip his back as best as I can. He slams it in as deep as possible even faster now. I scream and arch my back as everything seems to explode. I hear him grunt as I can feel his cock twitch deep in me as a warmth slowly spreads.

We lay there a few moments as I kiss him lightly on his ear as he kisses me on my neck. Soon he rolls over and I lay on my side next him. I look at his face as he looks at me and I smile as I take his cock in my hands and start stroking it again. He smiles at me as he takes my face in his hand kisses me deeply.

We go at it twice more before we pass out in each others arms with the sun shining through the windows. I’ve never felt anything like that before, it had always felt great but this time besides feeling great it felt right. The first two times actually made me hornier and more energetic. I slowly open my eyes to see that I have my arm draped over his chest as he holds me in his arm and I smile as I snuggle even closer to him and fall back asleep.

Eventually I open my eyes again and roll over to my back, I smile to myself as I sit up and hold my knees as I watch Ryan lay there. Soon he opens his eyes and smiles at me as he runs his hands over my legs.

“Morning Ryan,” I say.

“Morning...you know I still don't know your name,” he says as he smiles.

I laugh as I say, “oh god really? It’s Emilia.”

“Hey what time is it,” he asks.

I smile as I crawl on top of him and my breasts lay on him, I look at the clock and as I kiss him I slowly tell him the time, “oh wow, it’s a little after one o’clock.”

He laughs and quickly sits up, nearly throwing me to the ground before I feel his arms wrap around me and place me back on the bed. He jumps up and starts pulling his clothes on quickly.

“I’m sorry, I really I am, but I’ve missed two classes already today and I can’t miss the next one, the professor will kill me,” he says as he pulls his shoes on.

“It’s ok, don't worry about it. You can make up for it by calling me sometime.” I say as I grab a pen and walk over to him while slowly swaying my hips. I stop him from buttoning up the rest of his shirt as I take the pen and write my name along with my mobile number. I then pick up the phone from the bed stand as I hold onto his shirt lightly.

I press one and wait a moment until someone picks up the phone, “How can I help you Miss Leatherby?”

“Oh good it’s you Reed, can you please bring a car around? My friend Ryan needs a ride.”

“Of course Miss Leatherby, I’ll have the Silver Wraith in front in just a moment,” he replies.

I thank him quickly before I wrap myself in a silk robe and walk downstairs with Ryan. He kisses me deeply before getting in the car and I look out the door for a few moments after he gone before going back upstairs.

Over the next two weeks we go on six dates and another three times we just stay in and watch movies. Most days I can’t stop thinking about him even for a little while and nothing makes me happier than jumping into his arms when I see him again.

Soon I get a get a call from Gerrard Linwood, one of the private investigators that I hired, asking me to come and meet him at the Monmouth coffee shop right away, It takes Reed a half hour to drive me there with all the traffic. I look around and quickly find Linwood since he’s impossible to miss. He’s only an inch or two taller than me but the thing that makes him impossible to miss is the fact that he looks to be over four hundred pounds. Even with the fact that he’s impossible to miss he’s one of the best PI’s in the world, and definitely charges like he is.

As I make my way to the table he’s at he struggles to stand up before I motion for him to stay seated. “Good morning Miss Leatherby. I apologize for the abruptness of our meeting today but I’ve completed my investigation.”

I motion for him to continue as a waitress brings our coffee’s, “I’ll be blunt, I found out what happened to your friend Claire. Around two year’s ago she was in New York City and apparently her father had found out that she was left a sizable amount of money by a friend who had worked in the Prudhoe Bay oil fields and died. For a year she moved across the country as he stalked her trying to force her to give him the money. It was in New York when he got really violent...her body was found inside an abandoned subway station. The police believe that she was held captive for at least two weeks and during that time she was beaten repeatedly and he was gunned down in a shootout with the police.”

“I’m sorry Miss Leatherby, I wish I could bring you good news,” he says as he leaves some money on the table for both our coffees. I sit at the table with my hand over my mouth and fight to keep the tears out of my eyes. Soon I get up and numbly walk to the street as the Reed pulls up in the car. Once in the car I tell him to take me to Leatherby House and he immediately begins the long drive.

I take my cellphone out of my purse and call Ryan’s to let him know I’ll be gone for at least couple days, and that I’ll miss while I’m gone. I stare out the window still in shock at what Linwood told me, I just can’t believe she’s dead. It’s during the drive that I decide on what I’m going to do and before I know it we pull up to the stairs of the house. I vaguely notice the staff are hurrying to try and line up on the stairs but I quickly walk up the stairs and into the house. I apologize to Pierce but tell him I'm in a hurry as I head straight for the library and close the doors behind me.

“Ok I can do this and it’ll all be fixed,” I say to myself as I take a deep breath and walk up the cast iron spiral staircase to the second level and circle around until I come to the small reading room. I walk into the room and press a small insert in the carvings on the wall, as the opposite wall of the room slides open the lights behind it turn on to reveal another spiral staircase but this one going down and made of stone. It takes a few minutes to reach the bottom since the stairs goes further under the house than even the wine cellar does. I walk down the corridor into the vault where I keep the wishing stone for safe keeping. I pick it up and place it around my neck with the familiar feeling of it resting in between my breasts.

“I wish that Claire Darrow was alive, happy and that she was completely safe.” I sigh with relief as I put the stone back and make my way back upstairs.

Three years later...

The last three years have been both insane and the absolute best time of my life, I don't know if it was the wish that I made or just fate but a month after I made the wish I found out that I was pregnant. Eight months later a beautiful baby girl was born and we Ryan and I named her Claire. A month after Ryan and I got married on a private island in the Caribbean that    Pierce had bought a few years ago and turned into a resort. The entire island was shut down for the wedding and we decided to have our honeymoon there too. It was a little over a month later that I found out I was pregnant again and this time it was triplets and while I thought I was huge the first time it was nothing compared to the second, but just like the first time it was a pretty easy pregnancy and I absolutely enjoyed it. It happened again a little over a month after I gave birth to the triplets but this time it wasn't as smooth as the last month in a half I had to stay in bed but other than that ever and this time it was a boy and girl. The strange thing is I didn’t really gain too much weight in any of the pregnancies, with in just a few weeks my stomach was back to the way it was before the pregnancies. But to the great joy of Ryan my breasts have definitely got bigger.

“Well that’s enough time spent looking back.” I mutter to myself as I slowly make my way down the hallway to the master suite. I barely even notice that I’m rubbing my massive belly again, because you see I'm pregnant yet again and with triplets again. For a while now I’ve been thinking that when I made my original wish the stone actually added some...I’ll call it extra things, but I have to be completely honest...I don't care, in my old life I never thought I could be this happy ever, I didn’t even think it possible for anyone.

I finally reach the master suite and take my robe off as I walk straight for the bathroom. The second I walk in I get the water in the shower just right in step in. The shower is amazing, it’s completely open without any glass doors or walls except one where a bench is for me to sit on while water rains down from the ceiling. I don’t how long I stand there under the warm water but soon I feel a pair of arms wrap around me and hands rest on my belly as I can feel something hard rubbing against my ass. I know it’s Ryan as I lean my head backwards and rest it on his shoulder, we stay like that for a while just relaxing and enjoying being together.

I turn around and take his cock in my hand, marveling at it’s size. Ever since we first had sex it’s actually grown larger and now it’s huge, a few months ago I actually measured it and I found that it measured a little over ten inches long and nearly four inches around. I slowly run my hand over the entire length as Ryan kisses me and plays with my huge tits, soon I tell him I want to sit down and he helps me down to the bench.

I grip his cock as I pull him nearer me, I can barely fit his cock in my mouth its so big, but I eventually am able to as I slowly work my way to the base. Unlike the first time I tried to deepthroat him I have no problems anymore and I feel him place his hands on the sides of my head as he slowly and gently thrusts in and out as I play with his balls. It doesn't take too long before he dumps his load into my mouth and I lick his cock completely clean. He goes a little limp for a few minutes but with my help he soon rock hard again and he helps me stand up again as I stroke his cock again slowly. He turns me around so that I can lean against the wall as he my back hole with lube and gently pushes his fingers in.

“nnhg put it in...nng now,” I moan as he continues to push his fingers in. Soon after I start moaning for him to stick his cock in my ass he complies to my demands and I can feel the pain as his massive cock slowly pushes in. He knows just how I like it and I can slowly feel his entire length pushing. Soon he picks up the pace and I can feel him get deeper with his thrusts as he slams his cock in.

“YES!!! more...nnhg...more!!” As he slams in more and more with his balls slapping into my pussy and I slowly let myself slide down the wall until I hold myself up on the bench so he can slam his cock down and in. Almost as soon as I do this I can feel my body start to tingle and real soon it starts to spread. I didn’t believe it but Ryan starts to pummel my ass even faster and harder as I clench my ass over and over.

“YEEEESSS! OH MY GOD!!!.” I scream as I’m rocked by wave after wave of pleasure and Ryan keeps pounding my ass as he dumps his newest load. I slowly drop to my knees with Ryans help before he sits down and kneel there as we work to catch our breath. He takes my chin into his hand as he kisses me on the lips, we stay like that for awhile until I tell him to help me up. I grab the soap and clean his cock off which is rock hard again as we continue kissing and he plays with my tits some more.

“Lay down on the floor,” I tell him.

He immediately follows my order and I slowly lower myself until my massively gravid belly is resting on his belly while his cock is wedged between my ass cheeks. With surprising strength for him he lifts me up enough so I can position his cock under my pussy. I slowly start moving up and down on his cock as he moves his hands to my ass and starts squeezing each cheek. I lean forward as I start gyrating and slamming my pussy down on his cock every once in awhile along with teasing Ryan by dangling my tits over his mouth.

I lean back again as I quicken the pace and Ryan starts to thrust upwards and I grab my tits and start mashing them together as he starts squeeze my ass even harder. I quickly slide of his cock and laugh at his objections.

“Come on then, get up and take me...if you’ve got it in ya of course.” I playfully say as I wiggle my ass.

He laughs as he gets on his knees and positions himself behind me. Suddenly he grabs my hips as he slams his cock into my pussy.

“Ohhh...nnngh...that hit...mmm...a nerve,” I moan as he slams his cock in repeatedly.

As he slides his cock in faster and harder I gyrate my hips faster and faster. He moves one of his hands to my tits as they swing back and forth with both of our motions, and as he squeezes it I can feel the milk squirt out. It feels amazing as he moves to the other one and quickens his pace even more.

This time there is no warning for me as wave after wave of pleasure slams through me and nearly simultaneously Ryan blows his load in me for the third time. He continues pumping his cock into my pussy until he gets every last drop out of his balls.

We both lay down on our sides with the water running over us as we lay there with Ryan's arms around me. I can’t help but feel like this is what I was meant for all my life, that my life as a male was just one massive cosmic screw up.

“Ryan...I love you...and never want this to change,” I say.

“I love you too Emilia and I don’t want it to change either,” he says as I feel his rock hard cock poking my ass again.

I giggle as I take his cock in my hand and move it to my pussy...I see my self barefoot and pregnant for along time to come and am so excited.