My Fantasies

Ever since Ruth’s mom Lisa had made the youth serum she had become such a bitch. Lisa had been a brilliant scientist who strived for a better world but after taking the youth serum that she invented she had turned back into her slutty teenage self. When she had Ruth she had decided to put her life on the straight and narrow. She went to school, got a PhD and found she had an aptitude for chemistry. Now having regressed to a time before Ruth all she cared about was partying and getting laid.

“Mom you can’t do this anymore, it’s not right.” Ruth had protested one day when she had had enough.

A f2f story - Jamie uses a magic perfume on his angry girlfriend…:

Kerry blinked at her boyfriend. She thought she was……supposed to be doing something or other right now. But, as her befuddled brain tried to remember, her thoughts seemed to be floating away from her like clouds. There had been this bright light and then…

Jamie breathed a sigh of relief. He’d known Kerry was going to be mad at him for merely being seen by her chatting to another woman but he’d ordered this perfume after seeing it advertised online weeks ago - “Perfect Slut Perfume - bring out the inner slut in your girl!”. He’d read enough fantasy stories to think this might be something and, at 19.99, it’d been a bargain. But it had arrived and, one sniff told him it smelt like cheap stripper perfume and he’d just chucked it under his bed.

But, that Sunday, when he glanced out of the window and saw Kerry marching towards him, all sense had gone out of his head and he’d just grabbed the perfume as the first thing to hand. He’d only just made it as Kerry hammered on his door and yanked it open when he shouted “It’s open.” He saw her angry face, her mouth opened ready to yell and he’d just squirted a massive cloud of the perfume and hoped….

Before his eyes, his girlfriend just…vanished in a cloud of the perfume, coughing and then, moments later, it dissipated and standing before him was not Kerry but…..super-hot Kerry! She was wearing the skimpiest of negligees from which her breasts bulged, looking at least twice the size of her previous C cups. Long, blonde hair fell to her mid-back and her lips had puffed up and….damn, if all of her was just sexier, from her pouting mouth to her curving eyebrows, from her inch-long nails to her wasp-like waist. It had worked!

“Kerry?”

Kerry shook her head, her hair swaying as she did, and lit up in a grin at this guy before her, which her head told her was her boyfriend.

“Ummm….yeah?” she said.

Jamie’s eyes widened, even her voice was sexier - higher, breathier and seemed to be connected directly to his hardening penis.

“Never mind, Kerry, come with me!” he ordered and, grabbing her hand, pulled her, even as she made to follow him, to his bedroom in the dorm. She giggled and quickly got naked, mewing delightedly at his dick - which she’d never done to his seven inches before - and started licking it without him saying anything. But Jamie wanted more, and lay on the bed, urging her to mount her and, like a cowgirl, this busty slut that once was his shrew-like girlfriend, bucked her hips as she slid up and down his hard shaft.

“Yes, yes, YES!” she screamed as she felt herself orgasm around his shaft, letting Jamie maul her new tits as the new Kerri embraced her new life as Jamie’s Perfect Slut.

Lizzy appreciated the necklace from her boyfriend Tom but she was never really one for jewellery or material things in general. However she was being forced to go to his rich families home for dinner and had to look the part. She knew they all hated how common she was and looked down on her so it was a surprise when Tom said the necklace was a gift from them. Some family heirloom that had been in with them for generations. Maybe it was just another way for them to assert their superiority on her.

She had to admit the necklace was quite pretty as she slipped it around her neck. As she did so she felt a strange shiver pass through her body, like all the warmth had been drained from her body. She shrugged it off as due to the poor insulation of her rundown apartment.

“Ugh I really have to move out of this squalor. It’s not good enough for me. Maybe I should finally take Thomas up on that offer to move into his penthouse.” She said in an uncharacteristically bitchy tone. Did she always call him Thomas? Didn’t she came him Tom? She thought to herself but quickly pushed it aside.

She looked through her clothes for something suitable to wear but found everything she owned now lacking. She had planned on wearing some jeans and a shirt but had completely gone off the idea.

“Great nothing I own is expensive enough for this dinner.” She said frustrated. Then she spotted a box tucked away in her closet. Thomas had given her a gift of an expensive red dress after a year of dating that she politely accepted but never wore. It was just never her style but as she ripped open the box she couldn’t wait to try it on.

“Ohhhh yesssss this will make me fit in perfectly with Thomas’ rich family.” She said slipping on the elegant red dress in glee. Unbeknownst to her however her hair and makeup magically applied themselves and by the time she was looking at herself in the mirror she looked like a completely different person.

“Mmmmm I look like a million dollars and should be treated as such. Why do I even put up with working a 9-5 job? I should be Thomas’ bitchy trophy wife and not some common trash like I have been acting like.” She said completely losing herself to way she now looked. She shook herself out of this however as a voice in the back of her head was telling her this was wrong, that this wasn’t her.

“Something is happening, Im not some bitchy spoilt princess.” She said starting to panic. Just then Thomas walked in with a sinister smile on his face.

“But you can be my love. Give in to the corrupting power of the necklace and the dress and become my sexy spoilt wife. Leave Lizzy behind and become Elizabeth.” He said with pure lust in his eyes.

Of course it was the necklace and the dress! She thought. She wanted to fight it but it just felt so good to not care about anyone else but herself for once. Why shouldn’t she be a spoilt bitch who always got what she wanted. Her face drained of all love and compassion as she stalked over to her man.

“Yessss I want to be a rich evil bitch who only cares about money and cock. No! A woman of my stature does not want! She takes!” She said as she put her hand on Thomas’ crotch and kissing him deeply.

That night they went to the party and Elizabeth was welcomed with open arms. The party was soon turned into an engagement party when Thomas proposed and Elizabeth eagerly accepted. Elizabeth never did go back to her old apartment, job or life and instead spent the rest of her life being waited on hand and foot in a lap of luxury.

As requested by jryan:

Dr Thom Jones sighed. It was late at night and, after spending hours trying to work out why his latest experiment wasn’t working, it had turned out to be a bust. Heaving another sigh, he decided to head home for the day and turned his laptop off. Which was when he heard the noise. It was a gently creaking sound and it seemed to come from the far end of the laboratory, where the lights weren’t on.

“Who…who’s there?” He barked, but nothing came. He thought to check it out but he felt tired and….who would rob a laboratory anyway? The lights were flicked off and he left the lab.

He was halfway down the corridor when he heard a louder bang. This time he knew it was something and he turned, dashing through the door as he saw a lean black man in a tight black top and jeans slowly rising from near the now-open window. He had his hands raised.

“It’s cool man, just relax.…just you n me and I’m gunna be leaving with some stuff.”

Thom was about to say something when, with a flick of his wrist, the man slid a long knife out of his sleeve and into his hand.

“Just so you know who’s in charge” he said, his smile widening.

Thom didn’t react but slowly moved his hand behind him and into his back pocket, pulling out the thin plastic tube from there. He hadn’t tried this equipment yet…but maybe.

“Ok buddy, just stay out, any movements and….well, you’ll regret em.”

He turned away and Thom just instantly pulled the tube out and pushed a button. There was a…pwoaam sound and the man appeared to change before his eyes. His back narrowed, his head shimmered and his clothes changed….

The figure turned round. “ya moving buddy?” The no- female black thug glared. Gone were the male features, she had thick lips, long ringlets if black hair and a full, curvy figure filling out a black navel-bearing t-shirt and tight black pants.

Thom paused. He should be celebrating, his invention worked! But this hadn’t improved his chance and, in fact, she was stepping menacingly towards him.

“I think ya did move” she muttered, slashing the knife in the air. Thom gave up any pretence and frantically fiddled with the tube as she stepped closer. When she was only 10 feet away he pushed the button and.…she seemed to fold into herself, her black hair turning lighter, blonder, as her skin lightened to white. Her body turned even curvier, boobs expanding as her clothes shrivelled into a teensy, barely-legal bikini as she now tottered on high ten inch heels. She stopped

“Like, um, where am I? This is totally weird….” She trailed off, leaving Thom grinning. Seems like he could turn someone into a total bimbo….

I wrote this one ages ago - but it’s been sitting in my drafts. Whilst I work on Games Mistress I thought I would release some banked up material. Hope you all enjoy. X

Chloe was a history student travelling Europe with her boyfriend Nick and his tag along best-friend Andrew and she loved folk tales. When the three of them were visiting a tiny town in Italy and she heard the crazy story of the ancient tower and the evil witch trapped inside - she was keen to investigate.

It was a hot summer afternoon when they set off to the ruined tower high on the isolated Italian coast. Nick read the tale from the guide book as they walked.

“According to the locals - long ago an evil but beautiful witch called Rapunzel lived in this town. She had the most gorgeous long blonde hair and a body of an angel. Any man that saw or touched her hair would fall under her spell. If she made love to him she would drain his soul and make him her slave - extending her life in the process.”

“She lived in the tower and would let down her golden hair to shine in the sun and summon all the men folk. But eventually the women of the town crept up to the tower and bricked her in alive. She swore she would return one day and have her revenge.”

Andrew snorted as they walked - what a crock of shit…

Reaching the tower Nick and Chloe went exploring whilst Andrew stubbornly sat sulking at the base. He didn’t enjoy history and he was doubly pissed off as when Andrew had first arranged this holiday he had said nothing about bringing his girl along and now he felt awkward all the time. Leaning against an old pillar with his arms folded, he suddenly gasped as a piece of masonry came free and a secret passage swung open.

He thought of calling to Chloe and Nick - but an urge to explore this secret passage overcame him and he crept upstairs. He soon found himself in an ancient ruined chamber. In the centre of the room was a dusty bed and a mummified skeleton of a woman. He knew she was a woman for despite the great age and decrepitude of the body, the skeleton still had long blonde hair… a shining cascade of beautiful hair in fact. Hypnotised he advanced… it seemed to call to him. The witches body disintegrated as he approached and all that was left was the hair. It now resembled a beautiful wig and the temptation to try it on was too great…

Meanwhile returning and finding Andrew missing, Chloe and Nick were obviously concerned. Finding the secret passage they dashed upstairs and entered the chamber - but they were too late!

In the centre of the room stood Andrew… he was moaning in ecstasy as the mass of sexy blonde hair he had put on merged with its new host and corrupted him into the new Rapunzel.

“OHHHHHH FUCK YESSSSS!” moaned Andrew as he stroked his beautiful new hair and giggled madly. “I feel so powerful! The hair is giving me all the witches powers and I LOVE it!”

The evil power of the witch flooded into Andrew as he began to transform to match his new hair. His body grew slimmer and he became incredibly beautiful with perky breasts and a pretty pink pussy. Andrew moaned and giggled as he became sluttier and sexier - now he was even hotter than Chloe and it felt good.

His weak male mind flooded with wicked knowledge and he stretched his nubile young body as he looked at Chloe and Nick. Andrew knew all he had to do was embrace his new feminine evil personality and ultimate power would be his. He willingly succumbed.

“Ohhhhh yes Andrew is dead - I am Angela now! The hair has made me a Goddess and you will soon both serve me!”

“No Andrew… fight it,” urged Nick not wanting his friend to fall to evil.

“Andrew - please… we’re your friends and you have to fight it,” parroted Chloe.

“Foolish bitch,” laughed Angela. “The power of my hair only used to work on men - but now male and female have been brought together in me - no one is safe.”

Giggling with glee she spread out her hair and it shone in the light. Both Nick and Chloe were enraptured and felt their wills being destroyed.

“No one can resist me. Lets leave this place and return to the hotel my servants… for we have much to do.”

Back at the hotel Angela made Nick sit on the bed and she commanded Chloe to lick her beautiful new pussy.

“Yessssssss that’s it… such a good girl. I always secretly wanted to fuck you and now you are my horny little sex slave at last. Mmmmh I want you to make me nice and wet then you can watch your boyfriend Nick fuck the shit out of me.”

Chloe obediently lapped at Angela’s pussy, feeling her Queen get wet and aroused. It felt so good to touch Angela’s soft skin and pleasure her. If she was good her Queen might even let her play with her golden hair… it was so nice.

Soon Angela was nice and wet. Commanding Chloe to swap with Nick the new evil slut grinned. Nick was hers now - Chloe was an irrelevance.

Wrapping her soft pink lips around his dick - her golden hair glinting, Angela sucked Nick’s cock and felt her powers grow as she absorbed his sexual energy and became more powerful.

With each man or woman she fucked she would only grow stronger… it was all so delicious.

“Now slide that big cock inside me stud - I’m your slut and your Queen now Nick. I’m taking you as my consort… yessss fuck meeeee.”

Making Chloe watch whilst she got fucked by Nick was so hot it just made the new bitch cum so hard. Nick’s cock felt amazing sliding into her tight pussy. Being a girl felt so good… being an evil bitch even better.

With her sexy magic hair and mind controlling powers Angela knew that she would be having a lot more fun from now on and enslaving many more men and women. This pleasure was just too good.

“Yessss, cum in me and then Chloe can lick it all out. Then we should rest - tomorrow we travel back home - I can’t wait to get back and test out all my new powers.”

Angela giggled happily as Nick began to cum and she felt his warmth deep inside. Mmmmh being bad felt good. She was a little bitch now and totally different to the pathetic heroine of the fairy story.

Unlike the story Rapunzel when she let down her golden hair… the trouble would just be starting with this slut and that was just how she liked it.