Babysitter Bonding (Classic)

Babysitter Bonding

An old caption series I wrote back in the day...

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Diminished

Having an identical twin sister had always been cool. We did pretty much everything together and as the two prettiest girls at school we basically got treated like Princesses.

Boys would simp for us and all the other girls wanted to be in our gang. My sister Ashley and I got everything we could want and life was good. I couldn't have been happier being top of the social ladder - even if I had to share the top spot with my sister.

She didn't seem to mind either... or at least I didn't think she did...

One day I was in our bedroom when Ashley came in with a sweet smile on her face. Sitting next to me she stroked my blonde hair... so soft and similar to her own. "Hey babe, I'm bored... can I give you a makeover?"

There was a strange gleam in her eye, but I agreed and Ashley excitedly led me to a chair in front of her mirror and made me sit down.

Ashley called the mirror 'her magic mirror'. She would spend hours staring into it. I didn't tend to be so vain - but Ashley loved to play with makeup and costumes and things. She was always making me dress up for her.

"This time I'm going to make you look like a boy," she grinned. "Just for fun of course."

I felt uneasy but I didn't want to over-react so I allowed her to get to work. She explained what she was going to do to me and a strange sort of acceptance came over me.

She started by making me clean off all my makeup. As I wiped my face clear - the slight imperfections of my face were revealed and her prettier identical face next to mine only highlighted the difference.

Next she made me take off my clothing and underwear. She took my bra and panties and tossed them to one side carelessly. Then more carefully she began to tape down my breasts and made me put on a pair of boys boxer-shorts.

"Here..." she giggled tossing me a sock, "stuff this down your pants."

I blushed and did so, now it looked like I had a fake bulge... my own personal cock. Ashley handed me a pair of jeans, a black t-shirt and a baseball cap. I put on the lumpy male clothing, it felt rough and scratchy against my soft feminine skin.

Gathering my hair up she jammed the cap onto my head and gave me a pair of thick black glasses to wear. The lenses hurt my eyes and made my eyeballs itch. I had to squint to see properly.

"Wow, you look just like a boy now," she smiled as she forced me to look into the mirror. 

I had to admit she was right. I did look like a boy. I really looked like one.

As I gazed into the mirror my vision seemed to correct itself. Looking in the mirror made the clothes on my body seem to fit better. I was now looking at the reflection of a small and weedy boy, slightly acned face... short blonde hair and heavy black glasses. He looked a bit like a loser... the kind of boys me and Ashley usually ate for breakfast. I had to admit she'd done on a good job on this costume.

"What do you see when you look at me... boy?" whispered my sister in a sexy voice I'd never heard her use before. "I'm such a hot girl aren't I? Don't you wish you could look this good? Does it make you hard and horny to look at me?"

I wanted to laugh but the intensity in my sisters voice stopped me. She spun the chair round and sat on my lap... giggling as she ran her hands over my chest. To my surprise my chest felt flat... my breasts now completely numb.

It was strange but I was suddenly finding my sister very overwhelmingly pretty and powerful.

"Do you like pretty girls like me? Do you wish you could simp for me poor little baby?"

She began to rub her ass against my crotch with a soft giggle. The sock in my pants seemed to throb and I had a sudden strange feeling a bit like a pleasant tingling.

"Ashley... wh... what are you doing?"

"Oooh I can feel it getting harder."

She stood up and giggled as I reached down and unzipped my pants. To my horror I saw a cock now jutting from my crotch... my pussy was gone and I had a penis!

Ashley grinned and clapped her hands together in glee. "It worked! I've turned you into a boy. You're really a boy now."

"Wha... what's happening?" I gasped in shock.

"Shhhhh... start jerking your cock for me and it will all make sense."

My hand slid round my dick and began to pump. Ashley grinned as she held my gaze cooly.

"Does that feel nice? You're going to be jerking off a lot more from now on. Pumping your cock for all the hot girls you constantly simp over will feel great. With every spurt of cum you'll forget you were ever a girl. Soon you'll be just another useless masturbating boy."

She leaned close. "Finally I'll be the hottest girl at school. Finally I won't have a rival who looks like me. Just a nerdy little brother who likes to jerk off to me and my hot friends and pervs over my sexy underwear."

I groaned at the thought of Ashley now being the only sister - able to be unique and have everyone love only her. With me out of the way she would no longer have to share. She could be selfish and take everything she wanted.

"Noooo Ashley please I'm your sister."

"No you're not," she purred, "you're my pathetic simp of a younger brother. You goon constantly for hot girls and have no social status at school. You're a loser. Now say it."

"I'm... I'm a loser I groaned as I erupted and sticky white cum splashed over my tummy.

"Eugghh, gross. Clean yourself up and go to your room loser. Maybe you can jerk off some more when you get there."

She tossed me some tissues and I wiped up the cum. Looking round the room I saw it had changed. There was now only a single double bed and everything here belonged to Ashley. It was like she never had a twin.

I stood up and made my way to what had once been the spare room. It was now a teenage boys room... my room.

Taking off my cap I looked at my short blonde hair and spotty face. Booting up the computer I found in there, I saw the hard-drive was full of porn and sitting down I began to edge.

My sister was right. I was a loser. I would never understand how good it must feel to be the prettiest most popular girl in school like her.

As I began to cum again I forgot all about what I had once been and I accepted my fate.

I was finally diminished.

THE END

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Daily Reset

 Daily Reset

Max was thoroughly pissed off.  If he'd known that the body-copy button on the magic remote his friend Dan owned could only be used once every 24 hours, he would never have pressed it to become a perfect physical copy of Dan's sexy ex-girlfriend Lisa.

Lisa was super-hot, but she was also super intense and Dan had broken it off with her when he realised he couldn't keep up with her crazy sex drive and constant need for attention.  She spent most of her time these days trying to get back together with Dan and had pulled some pretty crazy stunts - which had given Max an idea.

Dan had foolishly told Max about the remote and Max knew where to find it.  He decided to play a prank on his friend. 

The remote had many functions, but for the body copy function you just needed an item of clothing, and when Max remembered Lisa had left some clothes at Dan's he knew just what to do.  He would make himself a copy of Lisa and wind up Dan - who would assume this was another 'crazy Lisa' moment.  Max had only meant to become her for about 30 minutes, but soon found he couldn't turn back and then Dan had explained about the 24 hour thing.

"Sorry dude, you're stuck as Lisa till tomorrow when the daily reset kicks in.  It's your own fault for using the remote without asking me."

Max couldn't believe it.  Now he was stuck with Lisa's tits and feminine body and he had never felt quite so self-conscious.  Her long hair was constantly in his face and he could barely walk in her shoes.  Her body kept getting horny and her hormones were making him feel moody.  Totally unused to being female, he was finding the whole situation increasingly stressful.  Worse of all, he was supposed to be on a date tonight - and knowing he was missing out on that was making him so angry he almost couldn't breathe,

"Stupid fucking body!" he screamed as he tripped over again and nearly injured himself.  "How the hell do girls walk in these shoes?"

"DANIEL!" he screamed, his friend wincing as he came out of his room dressed only in a towel. "There has to be something you can do.  I hate this - I can't stand another moment in this body. Please you must have a way to reverse the transformation?"

Emerging from his room, Daniel shook his head as his friend begged and pleaded with him.  "I'm really sorry dude - but there really is no way to turn back until tomorrow."

Pushing the remote into Daniel's hands, Max got onto his knees.  "Please pleeeease.  Try something, anything. There has to be a way out of this!"

Daniel sighed as he examined the remote.  "I haven't even figured out all the controls yet. I suppose... I suppose I could try using the memory copy function.  It would give you all of Lisa's personality, memories and impulses for 24 hours alongside her body.  That way you'd pass the time more happily and then turn back. You'd forget who you really are temporarily, but I guess it would make you happier for the time being so I'll switch it on."

"Wha... no... wait," gasped Max - but it was too late as his friend stabbed the button and a beam of light enveloped his head.

Max gasped as an electric tingle ran through him and his mind seemed to stretch beyond it's normal routine boundaries.  His balance and posture shifted as he suddenly wondered why he was holding himself so awkwardly and he felt his hands go to his hips in his usual stance.  HIS hips?  Maxine couldn't figure out why she had just thought of herself as male - but her mind had already made the jump to female as she shivered and felt her thoughts and memories realign deliciously. What the fuck was wrong with her today?  She'd always been a girl.  Maxine could feel her head filling up with memories of school, an early life... her old memories being pushed aside like they were trash. Maxine liked how it felt.

Maxine?  Who the fuck was Maxine?  She was Lisa Johnson, the hottest bitch in town.  She had no idea how she'd got here but as her usual thoughts and memories filled her head she noticed that she was in her ex-boyfriends house and he was holding some sort of weird remote.  God - she'd do anything to make him hers again... he was the best fuck she'd ever had.

Something tickled the back of her mind... a thought that the remote was somehow important.  She grinned as a strange memory she didn't recognise intruded on her consciousness and she suddenly knew what the remote did.  Lunging forward before Dan could react, she snatched it out of his hands and looked down at the buttons with a grin.  Two of them were greyed out, but there were plenty more - one of which said 'Mind Control'.

"Hey, Max... give that back!" shouted Dan as his friend took a step back with an uncharacteristic evil grin.

"I'm Lisa, baby. Who the fuck is Max?  That dweeb you sometimes hang out with?  Well you won't have much time to see him once you're my loyal boyfriend once again. "

"Wait Max... Lisa!  Don't do anything stupid.  You're only a copy of Lisa - Max used the remote to become you. Really you're him and in 24 hours you can turn back to normal, but until then you need to give me the remote."

"So the stupid dweeb turned himself into me?" laughed Lisa. "And there are two versions of me?"

"Yes so as you see we have to..."

BUZZZZZZZZ

The beam of light shot into Dan's eyes and his arms went limp as he brain shut off and he became completely receptive to Lisa's will.

"Listen carefully Dan.  From now on you will be my totally devoted, loyal and obedient boyfriend. Whatever I want - you will give it to me and your sex drive will increase to match my own.  You're going to fuck me good whenever I want it.  Also you will completely forget that I'm the new copy of Lisa and believe I am the original copy. Tomorrow, when the remote resets, you will help me find the other version of me and turn her into a copy of Max. There's only enough room for one Lisa Johnson in this town and it's going to be me. Now wake up and fuck your girlfriend - remember, whatever I tell you to do - you will do it."

Lisa grinned as Daniel came back to life and without a word began to tear her clothes off.  As he urgently began to fuck her body and give her the hard pounding she craved - she began to cum on his cock at the thought of all the other commands she could give people once her beautiful magic remote reset tomorrow.

She was looking forward to taking life a day at a time from now on...

THE END

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 Working Relationship

The moment I realised my Step-Dad had only given me a job at his office because of my Mom, was the moment that I became determined to try and earn my keep.  I knew that I was a dumb-ass who had failed college and had no skills - but that didn't mean I didn't appreciate the people in my life who had tried to help me.  I wanted to make my Mom proud and I wanted to give something back to Frank - so I was determined to make a success of things.

The only problem was I was useless at everything.  I was a slow typer and I was terrible on the phone. I had a really short attention span and would end up playing on my phone instead of working. My memory was awful and I kept screwing things up and making mistakes.  The fact was I just didn't have the needed experience or knowledge to work in an office.  I could see Frank getting more and more frustrated with how useless I was being, but the poor guy had no choice but to keep me on to make my Mom happy.  

Guilt wormed away at me - I really was completely useless. I would never live up to Frank's expectations and even his patience would run out eventually.  What was I going to do?

Frank was obviously pissed off at me and wanted an excuse to get me out of the office. One day, he shoved some money into my hand and told me to go get a more suitable work outfit.  "Ash - take the morning off and go shopping.  Make sure you come back with some proper work attire, I'm sick of seeing you in jeans and trainers.  I'm trying to run a professional workplace here."

I knew he was just trying to get rid of me, but it was a relief to get out of the office so I did as he instructed and headed to the mall.

I wasn't really sure where I should buy my clothes, but as I was walking past one of the clothes shops - 'The Emporium' - a sudden urge to go inside overtook me.  I was immediately accosted by a pretty blonde girl who literally pulled me over to the dressing rooms and began to assist me.  I don't know why, but I began to pour my heart out to her.  I explained my situation - how I was useless at my job and a complete airhead.

"Hmmmmm, being an airhead wouldn't be a problem if you had the right look," she giggled. "Let me grab you an outfit that I think Step-Daddy will really like."

She began to dash round the store grabbing things and when she returned she had an armful of clothes.  The only problem was... they were girls clothes.

"What the hell?" I asked as she grabbed my arm and yanked me into the dressing room.  

"Relax," she grinned.  "Trust me.  These clothes will suit your skills and personality perfectly.  In fact, they'll enhance the attributes you already have.  I can't wait to dress you up in them."

I wanted to resist, but for some reason I couldn't.  The girl pulled the curtain closed and began to help me out of my male clothes.  I knew I should be objecting, but somehow it all felt so... right.  Soon I was completely naked - yet I didn't even feel slightly self-conscious. My head felt numb... it was like the girl had cast a spell over me or something.

"Don't worry babe," she grinned devilishly at me, "This won't take long."

She tossed a peach coloured bra at me.  "Put this on first, it's a 34D.  Frank will stop caring how bad you are at work once he has something else to stare at and think about.  You don't need brains when you have big boobs.  The bigger the better right?"

I was totally bewitched and didn't even think of objecting as I slid my arms into the straps of the bra and pulled it over my naked chest.  Reaching to my back, I hooked it together as if I had been doing it all my life, and I felt the elastic snap tight against my torso.  Immediately a warm pleasant feeling surged through me and my skin tingled as I gasped and thrust my torso forward.  There was a wonderful sensation of swelling, growing and bursting-out and I groaned as the empty cups of my bra filled up with soft, supple, flesh.  "Oh fuckkkkkk."

In moments I had a huge heavy rack - two perfect bolt on titties, round, sexy and sensitive.  It suddenly felt like they totally defined me - after all they were the first thing that anyone looking at me would see.  People would just assume I was a slutty bitch now, but somehow... that just made me pleased.

"Wow," giggled the girl as she admired my new busty chest.  "Now you can be as dumb as you like and boys won't care - in fact, you can probably afford to be even dumber than you are right now.  Growing those tits hopefully killed off a few more brain-cells. Now lets get some more clothes on you and watch that IQ drop further."

The girl handed me a sexy pink bodysuit and I obediently began to climb into it. She laughed as she watched me stretch out the clingy, pink material.  "That's it babe. No need for panties, the suit goes over your crotch and you can just snap it open with those press studs if you need to fuck someone, which as a dumb cock-obsessed bimbo - is probably pretty likely."

The sexy bodysuit felt amazing  and as I finished sliding my arms through the sleeves I felt the wonderful feeling of transformation again as my body changed further.  I shrank to just over a metre and a half in height as my waist crushed in to a petite 24 inches. Long white sexy acrylic nails now sprouted from my fingers and coupled with my huge new tits I now had the body shape of a busty slut.

I giggled as a feeling, a bit like peeing, throbbed through my groin and when I looked down I saw I now had a flat crotch and no dick.  Instead I now had a soft, tight, shaven pussy between my thighs and it looked so fucking hot as I snapped my new bodysuit shut and jiggled my breasts to get them to sit right on my chest.  

The girl passed me a black mini-skirt and I wiggled into it, simply pulling it up over my legs and resting it ontop of my new bodysuit.  As it travelled up my legs, they became smooth and sexy - completely hairless.  The girl helped slide sexy stripper heels onto my feet and I giggled again as I admired my cute little toes with their perfect pedicured nails.

I felt so delicious.  All my anxiety about being useless at everything faded... it didn't matter that I was a dumb little slut so long as I looked and felt this good.

The girl examined me and snapped her fingers. "Somethings missing... hmmmm, I know..."

She dashed out of the dressing room and came back moments later with a brunette wig she'd swiped off a shop dummy.  "This might tingle a bit and I think it's gonna make you even dumber," she laughed sliding it onto my head.  "Just let it do its thing..."

I didn't even try to resist as the wig attached to my scalp and I felt a delicious tingling in my head.  My face itched and I was barely aware of the girl doing something with her lipstick and mascara to my face as my head swam and I felt my sense of self change and alter.

I'm a girl... I'm a dumb, pretty, slutty little bimbo.  I don't need to be good at anything because I look like a slutty fuck-doll and men will do everything for me.  All I need to be good at is looking pretty and sucking cock.

Step-Daddy Frank is so nice to let me work at his office - I'm completely useless at nearly everything, hehe, I'm such a dumb-ass.  Being useless is hot - I need to save all my talent for sucking dick and fucking guys.

"There all done," grinned the girl.  "I've given you the body you always should have had - the one that perfectly matches your personality and skills.  Now you're the dumb, bimbo you always should have been.  Your lack of skills and competency is now an advantage - Frank is going to love it."

My eyes flickered open and a giggle escaped my soft pretty pink mouth.

"Ohhh ummmm, thanks.  Like ummm what's comp... compet... compythingy? Oh never mind - like... how much do I ummmm, owe you?"

The girl took all the money Frank had given to me and guided me out of the store. 

"You better get back to the office, Frank will be waiting.  Have a great day now babe!"

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As I walked down the street back to the office I couldn't help but get horny and wet, at the stares of all the men I passed.  Even those with wives and girlfriends couldn't help but watch my hot body as I clopped past them and their other halves glared at their disloyalty. I was proud of how plastic and sexy I looked.  All of these women were twice as smart as me - but their men would have pushed them all under a bus in order to get a piece of my ass.

It was funny... I was like a girl now?  It kinda felt like I had always been that way, but no matter how natural it felt - I could still remember being a boy.  Whatever magic the girl in the clothes shop had used seemed to have changed me more than physically.  I had no problem walking in heels, I was attracted to both men and women now and as I passed a beauty store - I knew exactly how I would use every item in the shop. 

I even had a handbag and opening it I found my mobile phone nestled alongside a load of makeup.  Pulling out my purse, I saw it was full of credit cards and there was a driving licence with a picture of a hot looking girl on it.  Oh yeah - that was me!

The temptation to go spend some money and spend all afternoon shopping was pretty big, but noticing the time I realised I needed to get back to the office.  Frank had told me to use the morning to shop, but not the afternoon.  Tossing my hair sexily and giving a couple of hot guys a flirty look, I strode back to work and made my way back into the office.

Frank was busy at his desk doing... something?  It was funny, but I had no idea what business we were even in, or what Frank spent his time doing.   I only knew it kept him in the office a lot and meant he was rich.  That was why my Mom had bagged him - such husband material. 

It was true I had no idea what we did, but as my only job was to look hot and try to answer the phones or meet customers - it hardly mattered.

"Heya Frank," I giggled smiling as I came in.  I saw his face light up as he saw me.

"Ashley, back from your shopping?  Wow - you look amazing. That outfit is... ummm... that outfit is sure something." His eyes dropped down to my chest.  "I thought you were going to buy something a bit more business like though. Your Mom thinks you should dress a bit more conservative at the office and I don't want to get in trouble with her."

"Shhhh, who cares what that old hag thinks," I giggled.  "I know you LOVE the way I dress Frank.  Isn't it such fun having me as your employee.  You could make me do ANYTHING you wanted.  Oooh, I got my nails done too - wanna see?"

Kneeling down in front of my step-dad I began to tug at his fly.  He reacted instantly, but only verbally... allowing me to continue getting his cock out.

"Ashley - what the fuck are you doing?  What about your Mom? What if someone comes in?"

"Shhhh, stop fussing Daddy.  I see how you look at me. I know I'm just a dummy at work and you only gave me a job to please Mommy - but I wanna show you how I can make myself more useful around here.   I may not be very good at much, but this is like something I can really help you with."

Frank groaned as I pulled his dick out and I felt my mouth water.  I fucking loved cock now and I couldn't wait to cram my step-dad's big rod into my horny mouth.  Before he could change his mind - I slid my wet lips around it and began to suck.  I needed to get him hooked so he couldn't stop. Once his dick started doing the thinking he wouldn't back down.

"Mmmmmmmmh," I groaned loving the taste and the feel of it in my throat.  I opened my throat and took it deep - I was so good at this.

"Oh fuck baby, that feels amazing... shit... your Mom never does anything like that."

I giggled and looked up into his eyes, maintaining eye contact as I used my sexy hands with their white tipped nails to stroke his dick. I wanted him to see what a bimbo fuck doll I was for him.  I wanted him to see my empty pretty little eyes gazing blankly into his.  The perfect cock-sucking machine, dumb and fully devoted to this one task.  Eye contact made him harder and my tongue and mouth did the rest... sucking, slurping, licking to make him groan and buck.

"Ohhhh fuck Ashley, you're going to get me into so much trouble.  You mom will go fucking nuts if she finds out about this."  His voice held genuine concern, but he made no attempt to stop me or pull his cock out of my mouth as I popped it out to speak.

"Haha, don't worry - she won't.  Just think, we can do this all the time at the office.  She never comes down here. I can be your own personal fuck doll... Daddy."

I resumed my sucking, loving the twitch of hardness I felt throb through his dick when I called him Daddy.  He was hooked now and it was time to bring home the bacon.  I pulled down my top and popped my huge tits out.  They looked so good around his cock as I squashed them together and began to pump.

"Ohhh fuck Ashley, I don't think I can last much longer," he groaned.

"Then cum all over me Daddy," I giggled... "Cum over my tits and face.  I want to be dripping in your sperm."

I sank to my knees and opened my pretty pink mouth wide as he began to cum.  Hot sticky splashes of warm cum erupted and painted my chin... more if it dripping down to land on my magnificent tits.  I was just a cum dumpster for my Daddy now and I loved it.

"Oh yes Daddy... such a big yummy load," I giggled licking it up eagerly and rubbing it into my chest with my long white nails.  "Were you happy with my performance?"

"Very," grinned Frank as he squeezed a few more drops of cum out onto my face.  "You may be fucking useless at everything but this - but you just made up for all of that.  From now on you can come to work everyday knowing you're my favourite employee."

"Oh yay Daddy," I squealed clapping my hands together. "I'm so happy."

"Now go clean yourself up and do some paperwork or something.  There's a million and one jobs you probably should be doing."

I giggled and nodded, making my way to the ladies washroom.  When I saw myself in the mirror I couldn't help but smile.  Yes... this is what I was born to be.  A dumb, cock-slut.

Being a bimbo felt great.  I didn't have to worry about anything anymore.  My working relationship with Daddy had taken a new turn and from now on I was going to be a useful and productive member of the office.

Cleaned up, but dripping wet I walked out and bit my lip playfully.  I suppose I could go and do some stupid paperwork, or I could find Frank and we could have round 2.  

In the end... I'm sure you know exactly which choice I went for...

THE END

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 Paradox

Her hands trembling with excitement - Natasha carefully lowered her pipette into her newly created solution and then added a drop of it into the main test-tube, where it mingled with the chemicals already there to turn a deadly shade of nightshade purple.  Wiping away the perspiration caused by her intense concentration, Natasha felt dizzy and fatigued, but she was determined to continue until her work was complete.

"Excellent my dear, we are nearly ready," purred a deliciously sexy voice and Natasha felt the same thrill of excitement she always got when she heard her future-self speak.  

Hands on her hips,  The Goddess eyed up her apprentice, pleased that the great work was nearing completion.  Her approval made Natasha feel proud.  She couldn't believe that soon she would go from a scrawny nerd into an all powerful blonde Goddess, but the evidence was right in front of her.

"Wouldn't this process be quicker if you did it instead of me Goddess?" she asked humbly.

"Of course - but it MUST be you who creates the Catalyst.  We are pushing the limits of paradox by me even being here.  Once the serum is finished it will accelerate your physical and mental capabilities - transforming you into me.  Until that time, you must do all the work and bring me into being."

Natasha nodded.  The Goddess had explained all of this when she first appeared in a flash of light in front of her a week ago.  Although it was a paradox, the Goddess told the story of how she had once been Natasha and one day her future self had appeared and helped her create a serum.  Once taken, she had become a living Goddess with powers of mental control, virtual immortality and super strength.  Once empowered, The Goddess had taken control of the entire world - then used her superior intellect to bring about an age of progress and impossible leaps of technology.

Now ruling the world as an all powerful being - she had perfected the secrets of time-travel, allowing her to come back here to put her own ascension into motion.  She had easily corrupted Natasha into helping her.  The thought of becoming a living Goddess with the power to indulge every whim and pleasure was too much to bear.  Natasha had already cummed too many times just thinking about what a bitch she was going to be when the time came and how much fun she would have.

She'd start by teaching her bully Sapphire a lesson... yes it would be so much fun watching the dumb bitch grovel at her feet.  Sapphire  was already blonde and attractive, but soon Natasha would be even sexier than her.  She'd take Sapphire 's boyfriend and make him her slave.  She always knew once the serum freed her from the petty constraints of morality and made her an uber-bitch, she'd be able to come up with even more devious punishments for those who had crossed her.

"We only require one more thing," grinned the Goddess as she looked Natasha in the eye.  "The DNA of a girl you know, it forms the basis of the serum. Her name is Sapphire ."

"What? I was just thinking about that bitch - it's like you read my mind."

"Well we are the same person remember?  I know what a bully she was to you, I know you ache for revenge. Now we are going to get it. Now listen carefully..."

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Sapphire squirmed and squealed, but the bonds holding her to the chair were too tight.  She had been trussed like a pig to a wooden chair in the centre of the room, her mouth gagged with cloth.  Natasha laughed in delight.  She couldn't believe she'd done it. She'd kidnapped her bully at knife-point and tied her up.  The look on Sapphire 's face had been priceless when she'd pulled out the knife.  It was a pity she'd had to slash the other girls arm to prove she was serious.  Blood still dripped down Sapphire 's wrist - not a serious amount - but still enough that it must hurt.  

"You're probably thinking I've gone mad - that I won't get away with this... but once I ascend to become a Goddess, none of what I've done will matter.  I could kill you and no one will care once I become all-powerful," sneered Natasha. "Witness my future self and know fear."

Sapphire's eyes went wide as the Goddess suddenly entered the room carrying a syringe.  She drank in the perfection of the blonde bitch and seeing Natasha's future perfection began to weep and sob.  She knew she was doomed.

"Shhh girl. We simply need a little bit of your blood.  Natasha, inject her with this sedative.  We don't want any mistakes... this will keep her under control."

Grabbing the sedative, Natasha walked over and cruelly pushed the needle into Sapphire's arm.  The Goddess smiled, a wicked and happy smile of satisfaction as Natasha pumped all the sedative into her victim and then reached out for the empty syringe to take the blood.

"Oh... you won't be needing this," laughed the Goddess dropping it to the floor and grinding it under foot.  "Your role is complete Natasha."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Laughing, the Goddess stretched to her full height and looking down at Natasha sneered at her like she was an insect.  "You're so stupid you dumb little bitch.  Didn't you ever think to ask me my full name.  I am Goddess Sapphire."

Suddenly Natasha heard a moan of sexual pleasure behind her.  In the chair Sapphire was gasping in delirium, her body changing and filling with power.  The serum that Goddess had just tricked Natasha into injecting into her was coursing through her veins, turning the already sexy bully even more powerful.  Her already dominant body and DNA was being accelerated, perfected... a Goddess was being born.

"NO! NOOOOO!" screamed Natasha as she suddenly realised she had been tricked.

"I've been so sick of pretending to be you," growled the Goddess.  "I had to ensure you created the serum and gave it to my former self, I needed to make sure everything happened just as I remembered it.  I knew you'd do anything to become me - it was so easy to fool you... and now Sapphire is going to get everything you ever wanted."

Touching a device on her wrist - The Goddess purred in satisfaction as a portal to another time opened up and she stepped through.  Her work here was done - her former self could handle the situation now.

Natasha whirled round as she heard ropes snapping and wood splintering.  With a wicked laugh, Sapphire was rising up - her body now identical to the Goddess... sexy and perfect in every way.  Wicked nails glinted on her fingers as she massaged her larger breasts and tossed out her perfect blonde hair. Her intelligence was now swollen to obscene levels and with an impossibly fast movement she darted forward and lifted Natasha by the neck as if she weighed nothing.

"Ohhhhh YES!  I feel so powerful. I am a FUCKING GODDESS NOW!  Hahaha, you dumb bitch - you just helped me become all-powerful and I LOVE IT! Now I think I'll test out my mind-control powers by burning out your brain and making you my loyal slave forever."

As a fire erupted in her head and she screamed in agony, Natasha's last coherent thought was how paradoxical this had all turned out to be...

THE END

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