Using RWI to his advantage...
If Marcus had never found the game of 'Role With It' in the old cupboard one rainy day, he probably would have grown up to be a well-adjusted member of society; but as he read through the musty rule book and realised what he had discovered - his mind began to race with possibilities, innocent at first - but possibilities that would soon lead him down a path of depravity.
Role-With-It was a magical card game usually for more than one player. Players shuffled the deck and distributed the cards. They then had to dress up as whatever they were given and try to act that way. The magic of the game would then make their costume and act become reality, changing their body, personality and their situation to match the game.
Marcus could have found some friends to play with - but for a solo player - there was an interesting version of the game described in the addendum of the rules (which nobody normally bothered to read)... RWI Solitaire. The idea of Solitaire was to try and work your way through as many of the cards as possible. transforming yourself on a constant basis to try out different roles and situations till you completed the deck. It wasn't clear what the eventual reward or outcome of this game would be, but the thought of trying out different situations was too appealing to Marcus who felt tempted to try.
As he looked through the cards, Marcus realised they were all female... every single situation was for a girl - but that just made his heart beat a little faster. He'd always wondered what it would feel like to be female and the naughty situations and dirty comments on the cards were making him hard. But where to start? Where to get his first costume? He thought of his sisters room upstairs, and wondered if he could put a costume together to try the game? This would be the beginning of a new and exciting experience for him that would change his life forever.
Luckily his sister was out, so creeping into her room, his heart in his mouth he looked around to try and work out what his first costume attempt should be. Seeing her school uniform abandoned on the bed, where she had obviously tossed it after getting home, he walked over and scooped it up. The costume was tiny, surely it wouldn't fit him - but that was where the magic of the game would hopefully work.
"Okay - first card - slutty school-girl. You are the biggest flirt and slut at school, you love to dress like a teasing ho and play with all the horny boys."
Picking up his sisters pink push up bra, he slid it around his chest and fumbled with the catch. It felt strange to wear a bra, but kind of nice. Enjoying the feeling of being in a girls clothes, he began to pull on her blouse, panties and skirt and as he did so he felt his body start to tingle. "Holy shit, it's real - it's working," he gaped as the magic took effect and he groaned as he felt himself start to shrink.
"I'm gonna be a slutty school-girl, holy crap, my skin is getting softer and ooooh, I can feel my face changing."
Marcus was in heaven as he jammed his sisters hairband on and felt his hair begin to lengthen and grow. He stretched and gasped as his chest started to itch and his nipples got pleasurably hard. He was becoming a girl... he was growing tits and it felt great! "Oh yeah, I'm gonna have such hot titties, all the boys will wanna touch them, hehe." Marcus was surprised to hear himself say something so slutty, then he remembered he needed to act and be like a slut for the magic to work, so he relaxed and allowed these strange and naughty new thoughts to dominate his mind. Shit... he was gonna be such a hot bitch.
Suddenly downstairs Marcus heard the door slam and the sound of his sisters voice in the hall. Shit - she was back and she was heading upstairs...
"Oooooh fuck, I have to get out of here," he moaned, but he was unable to move as his thighs trembled and his cock shrunk between his legs. Bones cracked and his insides churned as he transformed and altered... becoming sexier and girlier by the second... even as the door to the room opened and Cindy, his big sister walked in.
For a moment Cindy looked at the complete stranger in absolute confusion, then reality seemed to snap and bubble as everything shifted to make complete sense...
"MOLLY! What the fuck are you doing in my room AGAIN! You are always stealing my clothes and my things, get out of here NOW!"
'Molly' giggled as her dumb big sister screamed at her and chased her around the room. All she'd done is borrow some of the bitches makeup and jewellery and gone through her private things. What was the point of having a big sister with a job, if you couldn't leach off her when you needed.
"You're just jealous that I'm more popular than you," giggled Molly as Cindy pushed her out of the room.
"If you call being popular being a slut, then no... I'm not jealous. Now fuck off."
Molly laughed as Cindy slammed the door in her face and she swayed off to her own room. She grinned as she walked in and saw that it had completely transformed. Marcus' room was now girlified in every conceivable way and the new slut cooed happily as she examined herself in the mirror and turned this way and that.
"It worked - I'm a sexy school slut... I'm Molly now and I LOVE it." Grinning, the new girl looked at the RWI card and kissed it. "Time to have some fun," she giggled putting the card onto the first of her 'completed' pile and safely storing the deck in her handbag.
Marcus surrendered completely to his Molly persona and within three weeks had become the biggest whore the school had ever seen. Molly loved to suck cock and be rammed full of hard dick. Her tight pink pussy felt amazing getting fucked and she had no end of volunteers to help her achieve her slutty ambitions. Riding cock and cumming hard was the best sensation in the world and Molly couldn't get enough of how slutty and naughty she felt when she was riding guys in the girls toilet at school or bouncing on a married guys cock she was supposed to be babysitting for.
But Molly's Mom had found out about her daughters sexual appetites and was horrified she had a nymphomaniac for a daughter. She pulled Molly out of school and kept her confined to the house whilst making an urgent appointment with the local Doctor.
"Damn it, this sucks," whined Molly as she lay in bed playing with herself and pouting. "Since Mom found out about my new appetites, she's all over my ass. Hmmm, maybe it's time to change roles?"
Molly's Mom was surprised her slutty daughter was willing to go to the Doctors with so little resistance. She had expected a fight and some sort of argument - but Molly seemed keen, almost eager to attend. Her backpack on her back and dressed in her usual too short skirt and half open blouse, Molly sat patiently with her Mother completing the survey the Doctor had asked her to finish.
Molly knew that her Mom and the Doctor would need time alone to speak, so she allowed herself to be lead into the Doctors office, questioned and then waited patiently. Sure enough, her chance came when her Mom and the Doctor went out of the room to discuss the case in private.
Grinning Molly ripped open her backpack and pulled out the clothes she'd prepared along with her RWI deck.
"Next card - Horny Nurse. You're a nurse who only has one thing on her mind. You're young, dumb and you wanna be full of cum."
Pulling on the Nurses uniform the RWI card glowed as the transformation locked and Nurse Molly, giggled as she smoothed down her uniform and felt her head fill with medical knowledge. Out in the corridor, Molly's Mom frowned in confusion at the Doctor. She had been in the middle of talking to him about something... her daughter... but her daughters were both okay weren't they? One of them was at College and the other was a successful nurse. Confused, she turned around and wandered off.
Meanwhile in the office, Nurse Molly was now fully transformed and ready as the Doctor wandered in confused and unsure what was happening.
"Nurse Molly... did I just have a patient in here?"
"No Doctor Thompson. Your diary is clear for the next hour, which gives us plenty of time."
Looking at his Nurse, Doctor Thompson gasped as he suddenly realised what she was wearing. She should have had her regulation scrubs on, but instead she was dressed in a cartoonish depiction of what a nurse would actually wear.
"Molly... I've told you, I'm a married man..."
"So what? Your wife is a bitch and you need to let off steam. Lock the door and give me my examination Doctor."
The Doctor was no match for his horny young nurse and soon he had her bent over the desk getting fucked as she moaned and begged for his cock like a dirty whore.
"Oooooh yeah, fuck me Doctor, I'm such a naughty nurse I need it... ahhhh DEEPER, HARDER!"
"Oh shit Molly, your pussy is sooooo tight, I don't think I can hold it much longer." Molly moaned and orgasmed as her lover pounded her. This felt amazing... being a hot young nurse was gonna be a lot of fun... her school-girl days were definitely over now!
For the next few weeks, Molly worked at the Doctor's office, but mainly she just fucked Doctor Thompson. She loved to ride his big dick and bounce on his cock whilst he left his patients waiting. But work-sex alone wasn't enough for the hungry young nurse and she insisted that Doctor Thompson begin taking her home to his big house in the hills. She wanted to see what kind of life he had.
Molly was impressed at the big mansion house the successful Doctor had. She immediately felt the stirrings of envy as she looked around and imagined how it would feel to live here all the time. His bitch trophy wife had it so easy. She could just laze around here enjoying herself, and probably cheating on the Doctor as often as she wanted to have amazing sex with other men.
As she thought about being a spoiled trophy wife, a slutty smile flickered over Molly's lips and she excused herself from the Doctor's presence. Letting herself into the wife's room, she grinned as she found a set of yoga workout clothes just waiting to be filled. Pulling out her RWI deck, Molly flicked through till she found what she needed.
"Trophy Wife. You're a nasty bitch who wants for nothing. Pampered, spoiled and slutty you live off your husband and you're always down to fuck him... or other guys."
Shedding her Nurse's scrubs, Molly giggled as she began to struggle into the tight fitting Lycra of Doctor Thompson's wife. The bitch certainly had big tits - she'd paid for cosmetic surgery... but as the RWI card started to glow, Molly moaned as her own small B cup breasts began to expand.
"Ohhhh fuck, my tits are getting massive," she moaned as they swelled to D cups and stretched out the Lycra. Molly aged, her body getting more mature, but still sexy as she became a horny MILF housewife with a killer body and years of experience. She was now a spoiled and bitchy slut who used sex to get what she wanted from her weak and pathetic husband.
"Ohhhh yeah, I'm Mrs Thompson now," laughed the new bitch as she felt her new sexy face and walked over to the mirror. She idly wondered what had happened to the old Mrs Thompson, but in truth she didn't care. The game had helped her to replace that bitch and now she was Mistress of the house.
Strutting back through her huge mansion, Molly Thompson grinned as she saw her husband in the living room. He smiled at her, unable to take his eyes from his super hot wife as she paraded her enticing body in front of him.
"Hi honey, you look stressed. Hard day at work? Want me to take care of you?"
Doctor Thompson moaned as his slutty wife slid his swelling dick between her huge tits and began to jerk him off. She was so hot and he would do anything for her. As Molly spat on her lovers dick and jerked her big boobs up and down she wanted to laugh in glee. She was already dreaming of cucking this loser and finding herself multiple lovers to fuck each day.
As hot cum spurted out over her delicious tits, Mrs Thompson thought of how much fun her RWI journey had been so far. She was only three cards into her game and she was already having the best time ever. She'd stay as a house-wife bitch for as long as it took her to get bored, then she'd try a new role. Her boring old life as a boy... as Marcus, was long forgotten. With each incarnation, she got more and more addicted to playing a role - being someone else.
She was already looking forward to trying some more roles... mmmmmh, what would be next... only time would tell...
THE END (for now)
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