Remote Rewrite

Remote Rewrite

Part 1 - Finders Keepers

Cindy laughed when she found the weird remote control in an old cardboard box in the attic. Someone had gone to a lot of time and effort to add new buttons and wires to it - sellotaping extra batteries and bits of random electronics onto the housing.  They had even changed out the original buttons and put new ones on that said strange things like, "Body swap" and "Memory transfer"

"What's that you found?" asked her boyfriend Jack as he walked into her room and saw her playing with the remote.  

"This?  Oh just some weird remote I found hidden in an old cardboard box.  I knew there was lots of old wires and junk in here and I needed some stuff for my science project."

Jack frowned, "Is that the same science project the teacher paired you up with Kenna for?  Did you speak to him about changing partners?"

Cindy's face wrinkled at the name of her bully. She'd tried to explain to Mr Brown that Kenna had been picking on her since she was little and to request someone else to work with, but the teacher had insisted she go through with it.

"Yeah, but he just said it would be a good opportunity to try and get to know her better.  Gah - I hate that bitch - she'll make me do all the work and she won't show any gratitude for it."

"Pity you can't work with someone else," he shrugged.  "Look on the bright side. Maybe she'll go easy on you for a while if you work with her."

"And maybe she'll just be an even bigger bitch to me cos we're stuck together," muttered Cindy still looking at the remote.  She experimentally pressed a button and to her surprise the remote lit up.

"Hey this thing has juice.  Shall we try it out? Imagine if we really could swap bodies.  It would be pretty fascinating I guess." 

Pointing the remote at Jack she pressed the body-swap button and it beeped. She was just messing about and she didn't really expect anything to happen of course.  But suddenly there was a flash of light and in an instant her world went dizzy.  There was a dull rushing in her ears, then a feeling of weightlessness. To her horror she could feel herself being dragged out of her body. For a moment she was moving very fast and being pulled sideways...  then WHAM, the world reoriented itself

"Cindy, what happened?" squeaked a panicked voice and she whirled to see her own body looking down at itself in horror.   "Oh my God, we actually swapped bodies.  The remote actually works!"

Cindy was stunned.  Looking down she saw that she was now in her boyfriends body.  She walked over to the mirror, staggering slightly at the unfamiliar way her hips now seemed to work, and she gazed at herself in astonishment. She ran her now larger hands over her new body, not quite able to believe that this was real and she was now a man.

"Oh my God Jack, this is incredible."  

Jack gulped and prodded his face.  He ran his fingers through Cindy's long black hair and shook his head in denial.  "This has to be a dream or something.  Body-swapping isn't possible."  He looked down at her chest and gulped.  "I... I have your boobs."

"Apparently body-swapping IS possible when you have a magic remote," mused Cindy. "You still have the remote in your hand, you'll need to swap us back."

Jack looked down at her hands then stabbed the controls. There was another moment of dislocation - a sense of disembodiment before the two of them were safely back in their normal bodies.

Cindy felt her skin prickle as she settled back inside herself and she patted her body and grinned.  Her heart pounded with excitement as she looked at her boyfriend who was looking completely bewildered by the experience.

"Oh my God," sighed Jack in relief, "I can't believe that really happened."

"Neither can I," laughed Cindy here eyes shining brightly as she held up the remote. "This device is going to revolutionise our lives. I just need to figure out how!"

    **************

Part 2:  Bullied

Cindy was nearly late for school.  She'd spent far too long gloating over the remote but at the last minute her Mom reminded her she was running late and she hurriedly got ready.  She quickly shoved the remote into her bag, deciding it might be useful at school - and ran to the bus stop; only just getting on board in time.  Panting for breath she quickly sat in her seat, hearing the sniggers from her classmates as they looked at her red face.  The temptation to take out the remote and zap some of them was strong, but she restrained herself.  The power of the remote was immense and she'd promised herself she'd use the power responsibly. Using the mind control button to make them all believe they were dogs or something might have been amusing, but it would have drawn unwanted attention.

It was hard to think about school when she had such an amazing secret. Her head was spinning with all the possibilities she could explore with the remote- but her joyous mood was instantly crushed as she found her new lab partner Kenna waiting for her and she remembered that she was partnered up with the bitch.   

Kenna looked amazing as always, though her uniform was hardly regulation.  Nor was her hair, makeup or nails - but unfortunately her Daddy had donated huge amounts to the school - which meant she got away with pretty much whatever she wanted.  Now Kenna was eyeing Cindy like she was a piece of shit on the bottom of one of her high heels.

"OMG - I can't believe that idiot Mr Brown put me with the biggest fucking loser in the class," snorted Kenna as she sat next to Cindy and eyed her with disgust.  "Why a freak like you should get to work with someone like me, I don't know."  Rudely ignoring Cindy, she turned her body 90 degrees so that it was clear she wanted nothing to do to her and promptly got out her phone and began to browse it. 

Cindy stared at the back of Kenna's beautiful blonde head.  The bitch was infuriating.  She was one of those irritating sluts who had it all.  Her Mom and Dad were rich and well connected... she had been born with natural good looks and athletic ability.  Sure, Kenna's grades were average - but she was no bimbo and with her Daddy's connections, she would definitely go to college.

For someone like Cindy who had, had to work hard all her life - sitting next to this pampered blonde princess was as frustrating as hell. It was true that Kenna was beautiful.  Other girls would kill to look like her, and the blonde bully knew it.  It was partly why she acted like such a bitch. Cindy grit her teeth as Kenna waved at Olivia and Madison her two best-friends and made a fake holding-her-nose gesture as if to suggest Cindy smelt bad.  The other girls dutifully giggled as the bully turned back to Cindy and twirling a piece of gum around her finger.

Seeing her friends were watching her, a malicious smile crept over Kenna's face and she winked at her subordinates.  "Hey Cindy, your hair could do with a wash," she laughed as she pushed the gum deep into Cindy's hair so it tangled and caught in the strands of her hair.

"What - you bitch!" screamed Cindy as she tried to pull the gum out and sobbed as she realised it had stuck to her hair.  She'd probably have to cut it out to get it off.  She sobbed harder as the teacher began to walk over.

Leaning over to whisper in her victims ear, Kenna hissed as she whispered, "You say anything and you're fucking dead.  Me and the girls will get you after school." She dug her claw-like acrylics into Cindy's leg as she spoke and looked up with fake concern in her pretty face.

"Mr Brown, my friend is upset about something. I think she needs to leave the class for today. Can Madison sit with me instead?"

Mr Brown sighed as he saw the weeping Cindy. "No Kenna, I told you.  You aren't working with your friends this time.  You and Cindy need to work as a team."

Kenna scowled and rolled her eyes.  "Whatever."

"If you need a moment to go to the bathrrom, you may do so Cindy," said Mr Brown and with a final sob, Cindy turned and fled.  

******

It was after class and a red-eyed Cindy had finally managed to cut the gum out of her hair with some nail scissors.  Feeling a burning rage inside, she realised she couldn't go through another three weeks of this hell.  She couldn't be partners with Kenna - it would kill her.

She was walking home from school dejectedly when Jack caught up with her.  He sighed as he saw her. 

"What's wrong?  Why didn't you wait for me. Ohhhh is it Kenna again?"

She nodded, a determined angry look in her eye.  "Yep.  Only this time the bitch doesn't know who she is messing with.  Not now we have the magic remote."  She told Jack about the gum and the bullying she'd endured in Science that day.  His jaw grew grim as he listened.

Jack nodded in agreement as she finished her tale.  "What a fucking bitch, we need to use the remote on her to get revenge.  But how?  Mind control her with the remote?"

Cindy thought for a moment.  "I guess the remote can force people to follow instructions - but it doesn't change how they are inside.  For instance you could tell someone to be nice to everyone they met, but inside their head they would still be mean. I want to force her to change. We need a better idea."

Jack's eyes suddenly lit up with inspiration.

"Hmmmmm, the thing that Kenna would hate most in the world is losing her beauty, wealth and status and having to slum it with the rest of us.  How about a body-swap? We could make her switch with me!  She'd hate it!"

"Really?" gasped Cindy suddenly nervous.  "You'd really want to swap with that slut?"

"It would only be for a few days. We swap bodies and set some instructions that means she can't tell anyone she's not really me or get any help.  After being me for a few days till she'll be desperate to switch back.  She'll soon have realised the error of her ways."

Cindy bit her lip uncertainly.  It sounded like a good plan, but there was something about it that made her feel uneasy.  Maybe it was the thought of her loving boyfriend being inside her worst enemy.  It was definitely weird.

"I'll even be able to work with you on the science project," grinned Jack.  "Come on, let's go find Kenna and make this happen."

****

Part 3:  The swap

Getting Kenna alone was easier than they'd thought.  She was constantly posting on social media and after triangulating her location via the photos and places she'd checked into - Jack worked out she'd been to the Mall with her flunkies and was heading home.  Kenna's house was a little further than everyone else's and sure enough she was walking down the road on her own with a load of shopping bags. 

Stepping out into the street, Jack grinned as he pointed the remote at Kenna.

"Eugh, what the fuck are you losers doing in my street?" sneered Kenna.  "What the fuck is that?  Am I supposed to be scared or something... did your dumb girlfriend Cindy put you up to this bitch-boy?"

Jack ignored the insults and just pressed the buttons.  There was a beeping noise and then both of them shook as the body-swap began.

Cindy watched nervously as both Kenna and Jack's body's suddenly went limp.  They remained standing, but arms and heads dropped forward like they had both been put into a trance. She caught the remote control just in time as it slipped from Jack's open hands and she stood back to watch in fascination.  

The transfer only took an instant, then both bodies jerked like puppets.  Groaning in unison and blinking rapidly, both bodies began to move again.  'Kenna's' was the quickest to recover - or at least Jack had been more prepared for what to expect. 

"Oh my God, it worked," he groaned as he looked down at his new body and saw he was now in a tight white top and short black skirt. "Quick, use the remote on the real Kenna before she works out what is happening."

Cindy whirled and blasted the startled and slightly horrified 'Jack' with the mind control button on the remote before he could react and a blank, empty expression appeared on his face.

"Okay listen up Kenna.  We've body-swapped you and Jack as a punishment and you aren't getting your body back till you learn some manners.  So here are some instructions.  One - you are physically unable to tell anyone what we've done to you, by any means - written, verbal or un-verbal.  Two - from now on you can only refer to yourself as Jack.  Three - you can't hurt, threaten or bully either me or Jack in your body.  Four - You have to do anything me or Jack in your body tells you to do.  Five - you can't touch or use this remote under any circumstances. Six - you can't do anything deliberate to hurt or embarrass Jack's body or reputation at school."

There was a beep as the instructions locked and the hypnosis deactivated.  The dazed look vanished from 'Jack's face and he looked down at himself in absolute horror.

"You... you fucking losers," groaned the new Jack in outrage - his eyes wild and the anguish on his face almost heart-wrenching to see.  "This is disgusting! Give me back my beautiful body."

The new Kenna laughed and shook her pretty blonde head.  "No way - not after the way you've treated Cindy today.  I'm going to stay in here until you've learned your lesson. Now stop being a brat and calm down.

"You freaks!  You'll never get away with this," raged 'Jack' as he fell to his knees in shock.  "This is like totally illegal.  I'm going to fucking sue you both once I get out of here.  My Daddy is going to fucking kill you both."  Jack's voice was several octaves higher as the possessing spirit of Kenna forced it talk in a ditzy way.  It sounded so weird.

"Jack - no one is going to believe that is you if she keeps talking like that.  She's got such a dirty mouth and she talks like a dumb Valley girl.  What are we going to do?"

Jack pursed his new soft lips,  "I suppose people will rumble me too unless I start talking like her, but I don't have the first idea of how to impersonate her.  Hmmm, maybe we can use the memory transfer to swap our styles of speaking?"

Cindy hesitated.  The memory transfer sounded a little dangerous to her.  The button allowed you to swap memories with another person - gaining their knowledge and experience - but the downside was you lost some of your own memories as they went into the other persons head.  Jack could use the remote to change his way of talking to be exactly like Kenna's, but he would lose his ability to talk like himself.

"It's okay, I can change it back before we swap back," he grinned taking the remote from Cindy and pointing it at the real Kenna in his body.  He pushed a button and groaned as his eyes rolled up slightly into his head.  

"Ohhhh fuck, that's like such a total fucking rush..."

Jack's pretty new hand flew up to his sexy mouth at the hot filth coming out, then he giggled and grinned. "OMG - I sound like totally like her!"

"What! I'm sure I do not sound like that," grunted Kenna from her male body as she put her hands on her hips in a super feminine gesture.  "Oh goodness, maybe I do?  Hey, why am I talking exactly like you?"

"Duuuuuh, cos we fucking swapped memories you dumb bitch," laughed Jack.  "And that's not all we're like swapping.  There's no fucking way anyone is like gonna think you're a boy when you're walking around all hips and hand gestures like that."

He stabbed the remote again and Kenna and him both groaned as their memories exchanged.  A life-time of experience of a female body posture was instantly transferred and Jack's uncomfortable posture in his new body faded as his body language became instantly feminine.

"Oooh that's totes better," he giggled strutting backwards and forwards effortlessly in Kenna's wedge heels.  "I feel like soooo much more comfortable in here already."

"No!  Give me back those memories," sobbed Kenna as she looked down at her now masculine body posture and the reality of what was happening struck again.  "Why are you doing this to me you bullies?"

Jack giggled again - the sound grating slightly on Cindy's nerves - and he tossed back his new blonde hair with an effortless gesture.  "Cos you were a total fucking skank who deserved to find out how it feels to be a nobody loser." 

Cindy was shocked at how mean her boyfriend sounded now he was Kenna, but she continued "What she... I mean he, is trying to say is that you're the bully, not us.  You've picked on me since I was little and now you're going to learn some humility.  A few days as Jack should teach you a lesson you'll never forget.  Now you're going to spend a few days as my boyfriend and at the end of it, if you can show us that you've changed - then we'll put you back.  It's not like you have a choice."

"Okay - fine," spat Kenna.  "I'll behave and be a good girl... I mean boy."

"You better bitch," giggled Jack. "Now like lets go look at Kenna's house. Now I'm inside her, we can finally get a look at her fancy mansion home.  I'll just tell her parents you're my friends come for a study session."

The real Kenna pouted, "Do we have to?  I don't want to go home like this."

"That's too bad loser," laughed Jack.  "Come on - it's only over here..."

******

Part 4: Home sweet home

Cindy's heart was racing as Jack used Kenna's key from her handbag to open the door and let them into the huge mansion she called home.  A beautiful woman appeared in the hallway instantly, eyes partly glued to a tablet as she casually looked up to take in the trio and without preamble launched into conversation. "Kenna I want you to tell me what you think of these dresses, I want to buy a new summer wardrobe. " 

"Mom," gasped the real Kenna in Jack's deep voice as the woman lifted a beautiful eyebrow in confusion to see the gawping boy.

"Excuse me young man, do I know you?"

For a moment Cindy felt panic, the real Kenna was going to blow their cover completely.  Then she remembered the instructions she'd put into Kenna and felt relief as her bully realised her mistake and the prohibition against revealing herself intentionally, kicked in.  "No, I'm a friend of Kenna's.  Sorry Mrs Jones."

Kenna's Mum snorted,  she was clearly as rude and self-absorbed as her daughter.  "Darling, who are these strays you've brought with you.  Where are Madison and Olivia?"

"Oh these are just some people from school, Mr Brown is making me work with them on a science project."

"Oh really," sneered Mrs Jones.  "Do you want me to get your Daddy to speak to the school.  I don't want my daughter being forced to associate with her lessers."

"No it's fine Mommy, we're just going up to my room to study."

If it was a problem that Kenna was bringing a boy to her room, her Mom didn't show it and Jack, Kenna and Cindy made their way upstairs to Kenna's amazing bedroom.  It was huge... with a massive bed and full length wardrobe space.  Expensive clothing and makeup were neatly arranged and there was an entire section of cubby holes for Kenna's sexy shoes.  It was like something a spoiled princess would have for a room.

"Oh wow, this is totally amazing," giggled Jack as he excitedly ran into the room.  "Look at all this fucking stuff, and it's all MINE!"

"Get real. You don't even know what half this stuff is," sneered Kenna folding her arms in a masculine posture.  "You probably don't even know how to use makeup to contour properly!"

"Like maybe I don't right now bitch, - but I totally will in a second," grinned Jack blasting Kenna again with the memory swap button.  "Oooooh yeah, all your memories of how to do makeup, how to dress like you and how to be a spoiled Princess are becoming mine. Mmmmmh, your memories are so fucking tasty Kenna.  Think I'll take all of them."

"NOOOOO!" screamed the real Kenna as she gripped her head and tried to remember who she was.

"Yessss, give me more of your memories bitch. All those years of being a mean, stuck-up bully.  All that experience of how to manipulate people, coerce them and make them fucking crawl to serve you are mine now.  Mmmmh I love it."

Jack's eyes were rolling in his pretty new head and Cindy shivered. It looked almost like he was having an orgasm and every time he took more memories from Kenna, he seemed less and less Jack and more and more like her.  By contrast, the real Kenna seemed subdued and calm... much like Jack normally was. 

Cindy frowned and took a step forward to her boyfriend.  "Don't you think you better stop swapping memories with Kenna.  Surely you have everything you need now?"

"You have no idea how delicious it feels to be Kenna" grinned Jack.  "I wanna suck out all her memories.  The more I become like her... the more I absorb of Kenna, the more I realise how superior and hot it feels to be her.  Mmmmh, it feels great to be the bully. I feel like such a hot fucking bitch. It's sooooo addictive. I want more!"

"Jack I think maybe you went a bit far, maybe we should stop this..."

Cindy reached out to try and take the remote from her boyfriend.  This was getting out of hand and she was starting to feel afraid.

"Oh I don't think so loser," giggled Jack nastily as he pushed a button on the remote and Cindy gasped as her entire body froze.  "I'm just getting started!"

Cindy squealed as she tried to move, but her entire body was frozen rigid.  She watched helplessly as her boyfriend advanced on the original Kenna quaking in his body.

"Yessss! No one can stop me now. I'm going to transfer EVERYTHING!  I'm going to take every remaining memory from your head Kenna. You'll forget you were ever the hot slutty bully and you'll believe you were always Jack. You and I are going to completely swap personalities and it's going to feel so fucking good.  Well for me anyway.  I can't wait to over-write the remaining parts of Jack's pathetic personality with your own.  Then when I'm fully ME again, I can deal with that bitch Cindy.  The remote is mine now and I'm going to have so much fun using it."

Cindy wanted to scream in her head, her boyfriend... her beautiful boyfriend had been completely corrupted by Kenna's evil memories.  She watched as he pressed a button and the remote beeped.

"OH FUCK YES!"

Jack shook in Kenna's hot body, his mouth wide open in a scream of pleasure as his eyes rolled up into his head.  Pink light surrounded him whilst in Jack's body the original Kenna thrashed and moaned as her memories were torn from her mind and everything that had once been her was transferred to Jack. 

As their identities fully exchanged, their sense of self shifted.  The new Kenna moaned as her corruption completed itself and the final remnants of Jack's personality and mind were ripped from her brain.  She was finally complete.  The memory and body transfer were finally complete.

"Mmmmmh, it feels so good to be whole," giggled the bully as she examined herself happily whilst the new Jack steadied himself against the wall.  "God, I can't actually believe that I was once a stupid nerdy boy.  So glad all those memories and thoughts have been deleted from my mind."

Pointing the remote, Kenna laughed as she froze the new Jack and looked at her two victims.

"Well, I think it's like totally time to wipe your memories of this remote and what has happened. Neither of you are gonna remember anything about any of this.  Haha, ohhhh and I have some great ideas for some extra programming to put into your minds.  Here we go!"

There was a blinding flash as Kenna pushed the buttons and both Cindy and Jack groaned as their minds went completely blank.

**********************************

Part 5 - New lives

Pulling back the sheets to her bed, Cindy blushed and sobbed as she saw she'd wet the bed again. "No, no NO!" she cried unhappily at the mess she'd created.  Why did this keep happening to her?  She'd never had problems like this before, but it was like something had changed recently and now she was a nervous wreck.  It felt like an evil voice was in her mind whispering into her subconscious and making her into a pathetic victim.

Maybe it was Kenna.  Since that bitch had stolen Jack from her she'd really struggled to cope.  She couldn't believe her formerly nerdy boyfriend had become such an asshole seemingly over-night. He'd lost all interest in his former hobbies and started working out down the gym.  Within a couple of months he'd been the most ripped boy at school and had turned into an aggressive, over-confident jerk.  Now he and Kenna were the schools power-couple - he'd dumped Cindy as soon as he possibly could and was dating that bitch instead.  

Meanwhile Kenna seemed more powerful than ever.  It was like she had some sort of increased power over everyone and she was twice as mean and evil as she used to be. She loved to flaunt her sexy body and spoiled life more than ever and anyone who got in her way seemed to have terrible accidents or develop strange nervous ticks, habits or interests.

If Cindy hadn't have known better, she'd have said Kenna had someway to mind control and manipulate people however she saw fit.  But of course that sort of thing was impossible.

Wasn't it?

THE END

 

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Rubbed the wrong way

Shyly clutching her boyfriends hand, Audrey reluctantly hung back at the porch whilst he went to ring the bell.  Using her free hand to adjust her hair, she took a few deep breaths causing her flat chest to rise and fall several times with anxiety.  Clearing her throat she smoothed down her clothing and adjusted her glasses. Turning to look at her, Max sighed at her unhappy expression and squeezed her hand reassuringly.

"It's only for a few hours and at least my brothers asshole girlfriend just dumped him. We'll be out of here soon. I know you hate Jason - but he is my brother and I do sometimes need to see him."

Audrey sighed.  "I just wish I didn't have to come with you, he's such a misogynistic dumb bully  The way he treats you is appalling."

It was true.  Jason was a bully.  He was also one of the most popular guys in the neighbourhood.  Handsome, wealthy, successful - he loved to flaunt his brilliance to his younger less confident brother.  Max often tried to stand up to him, but everytime he tried - he would fail.  It was galling.

The door suddenly opened and Jason stood leering in the doorway.  Despite her hatred of him, Audrey had to admit he was handsome, with a powerful muscled body and attractive features.  It was just a pity that when he opened his mouth, only the most awful stuff came out. The guy was a total jerk.

"Come on in, don't mind the mess."

"What is all this shit?" asked Max in wonder as they saw boxes of clothes, makeup and toiletries stacked against the wall.

"This belonged to my ex.  She left a lot of it here, so when we split up she decided she wanted it back. She's picking it up in a few days. Hey Audrey, you want any of this shit before she gets it?"

He held up a top grabbed randomly from a box - a sexy black bikini that left little to the imagination.  It was both tiny and massive at the same time, clearly designed to hold an enormous pair of tits and a big slutty ass - but one that would only fit a short and sexy woman.  Looking at Audrey's flat chest and wiggling his eyebrows he laughed, "Guess not!"

"What a dickhead," sighed Audrey in annoyance - a flash of jealousy going through her as she saw the sexy bikini.  She'd never be able to wear anything like that.  Not with her boyish body and tiny breasts.

Audrey pouted, feeling her annoyance at the jerk increase as Jason led them into his living room.   The boys chatted for a while whilst Audrey played on her phone feeling like a spare part.  She felt tense and off edge, which was why she was surprised when a pair of hands suddenly slipped onto her shoulders and began to massage out all of the tension.  The fingers worked her flesh like they owned it, complete familiarity in the touch - which is why she expected it to be her boyfriend. 

"Oooh, that feels great babe," she sighed looking round expecting to see Max but to her shock and surprise seeing Jason instead.

"Thanks, I'm a pretty good masseur.  My ex always said I had really skilled hands. In fact, she bought a load of massage oil and other stuff we used to play around with.  Wanna try?"

Max was sitting in the corner looking uncomfortable.  Whilst she'd been distracted on her phone, they'd obviously ended their conversation and the older brother had simply walked over and begun to massage her.  It was weird, she would normally have freaked out if someone did that to her, but for some reason she didn't do anything to stop him.

"Jason, don't be stupid - she doesn't want to have a massage.  Besides she's my girlfriend not yours. I should be the one doing the massage."

"She doesn't mind Max and don't tell me you don't like how this feels Audrey?  Give me a chance and I can make it feel even better"

Audrey gasped as Jason's strong fingers rubbed expertly around her shoulders.  His hands slid under her top, several of the fingers moving her bra straps to one side and making her gasp in pleasure.  His hands were amazing and the sensations in her shoulders felt so good.  She whimpered slightly, her loyalty to Max making her want to stop... but another part of her yearning for more.

"I... I guess I don't mind, it does feel really nice."

"See Max - she doesn't mind. It's only a massage, nothing to freak out about.  Why don't you watch TV whilst I get to work."

Max blushed as Jason made Audrey lay down in front of him on a cushion. She peeled back her top and he grabbed some scented massage oil.  "My ex fucking loved this stuff. It's super expensive. She said it made her skin feel softer."

Before Audrey could object, Jason expertly unhooked her bra and exposed her entire back. Squirting the oil onto her freckled back - he brought his hands down and began to rub.

"Ohhhhhh fuckkkk."  The gasp of pleasure escaped Audrey almost at once.  She actually squealed as Jason's manly hands began to rub and caress her skin, rubbing the oil in nice and deep.  Max watched uncomfortably as Jason rubbed and worked Audrey's back - his hands expertly working her flesh.  Where he rubbed the skin looked softer, creamier... more glowing.

"Ohhh Jason, it feels wonderful," groaned Audrey - sounding almost like she was high.  Her lips were parted in pleasure and her eyes had rolled up slightly into her head.  

"I'm only just getting started," grinned Jason rubbing more oil into his hands.  Then before she could stop him, he lifted her up and whipped her bra away to reveal her flat chest.  Both hands went over her tits and he began to rub.

"Nnnnnn, oooooohhh fuckkkkk what are you doing?"

Max leapt out of his seat in outrage as his brothers hands massaged and rubbed his girlfriends chest.  He wanted to leap forward and do something, but then his mouth dropped open, as to his horror he saw that the supple flesh beneath Jason's hands had begun to swell.  As he watched Audrey's chest began to get bigger and bigger.

And she was loving it.

"Ohhhhhh fucccckk yessssss," hissed Audrey - lost in pleasure as her boobs burst out and Jason's eager hands worked them expertly.  Bigger and bigger they got as he laughed and squirted more oil onto her. 

"Do you want me to keep massaging you baby?"

"Yes! MORE! I WANT MORE!"

"NO!" screamed Max as Audrey giggled and groaned as Jason poured more oil over her.  It dripped over her face and down her hair.  Streaks of blonde burst through and her features began to change... her lips swelling up as she began prettier with hot blue eyes and high cheekbones.

"Yesssss, make me your bitch," groaned Audrey - her voice becoming huskier and sexier as the corrupting oil transformed her.  She ripped off her clothing till she was entirely naked, her body throbbing with pleasure as Jason poured oil over her ass and smacked it hard.  She groaned happily as it swelled up and her bones cracked and popped as her hips widened.

Finally Audrey had the curves she'd always wanted.

"What the hell have you done to her you monster?" screamed Max as Jason laughed and emptied the last of the oil over the completely transformed girl.  Audrey was now a big titted blonde slut with creamy white skin and a huge ass.  Wicked blue eyes gazed out at him as she giggled and blew him a kiss.

"He's made me sooooo much better.  I'm Jason's girl now Max and now you're going to watch him fuck the shit out of me."

Standing up and caressing her oily body, Audrey purred with satisfaction as Jason began to strip out of his clothes.  She turned to her former boyfriend.  "Your tiny dick and nerdy body can't satisfy a girl like me.  I need big dick... dick like your brothers."

"No Audrey - can't you see what he's done to you. He's turned you into his new slutty girlfriend!"

She laughed as Jason pulled off his pants and his huge cock sprang free.  Grabbing it in one hand and stroking she giggled at the anguish on Max's face.  "So what?  Jason is more successful than you, more handsome and he has a bigger cock.  That's all I care about anymore."

Then sinking to her knees she slid her soft pink lips around Jason's dick and began to suck.

"Sorry little brother, but there was no way I was going to tolerate you having a girlfriend and not me. The magic slut oil has turned Audrey into exactly the kind of girl I like to date and now we're gonna have a lot of fun. Ohhh shit, she sucks my dick so good."

Tears running down his face, Max watched as his brother pulled his girlfriends head off his dick, then turning her around pushed his nine inch dick into her lubed up pussy.  Grabbing her hair and using the long blonde locks for purchase he began to fuck her hard, pumping her tight pussy nice and deep with every thrust.

Squealing and moaning with pleasure, Audrey looked him right in the eye.  Her massive tits swung as she got fucked and she constantly praised her new lover. "Oh yeah, fuck me with that big dick, so much better than your brothers."

"You see little brother," grunted Jason as he fucked Audrey with big wet slaps and she panted and moaned in ecstasy.  "Girls like Audrey can't get enough of being slutty bitches.  All their lives they've been good girls and when the slut oil gives them the perfect body of a fuck-doll, they just can't help going bad."

"Ohhhhh fuck yes baby, I'm so glad you turned me into a slut," gasped Audrey.  "Now I can fit into that bikini.  I always wanted to be a hot bitch. Fuck that loser Max, you're the better brother."

"Damn bro, her pussy is super tight."

Tears running down his face Max finally broke.  Turning, he ran out of his brothers house and off into the night.

"Mmmmmh shame," giggled Audrey as her new better boyfriend fucked her good.  "It was kinda hot making that loser watch.  Mmmmh, now fuck me full of your cum and then let's hit the hot tub.  I wanna celebrate my new life as your bitchy girlfriend and I think we should crack open the champagne."

As he began to cum inside her and she groaned in ecstasy, Jason had to agree - his new girlfriend was right.

THE END

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Personality Over-Hyde (For Jenny)

Blake always loved it when she emerged from Beatrix's sub-conscious and took control.  She could feel the other girl trying to fight her, but Beatrix was too weak and she had taken the Elixir directly again.  Pink liquid gurgled in her tummy, adrenalin and estrogen pumping through her veins as the dramatic transformation that turned shy and mousy little Beatrix, into a blonde teenage bitch occurred.

Her hair lengthened and turned brighter, whipping out into a sexy pony tail as Blake stretched her body and felt her bones pop as her hips cracked out wider.  Unlike sexless little Beatrix - Blake had the body of a pornstar, with big, full natural tits and curves that any man would die for.  She stood taller, with a natural arrogance and confidence that Beatrix could only dream of.  Sexy blue eyes looked coldly out from a perfect face, with soft pinks lips and skin to die for.  She moaned, touching herself and enjoying the transformation as she became hotter and hotter.  Mmmmmh, it always felt soooo good to transform.

"Ahhhhhh, that's better." she purred as the transformation completed itself. 

Blake admired herself in the mirror and then frowned in irritation as she inspected her surroundings.  It was hot and sunny now, but it had been winter when she'd last been in control.  "How long has it been this time?" she mused to herself as she noted it had been several months since her last transformation.

Beatrix nearly always broke in the end and took more Elixir... but alarmingly, her periods of self-control were growing in length.  Blake felt a cold shiver as she realised that the day might come with Beatrix succeeded in banishing her forever.   

"Dumb little bitch," snarled Blake. "Why wouldn't you want to be me ALL the time?"  

It wasn't fair.  Blake knew that there had been many other Hyde's throughout history who had successfully overcome and replaced their original identity.  Beatrix though appeared to be winning the fight.  If only she had a weaker personality to contend with.  Beatrix was too strong willed - it was a miracle she'd even taken the Elixir in the first place.

"Hmmmmmm?" mused Blake as she sat at Beatrix's computer and loaded up the scientific data she'd been working on. In the time she'd been away it had been compiling and she was pleased to see it had borne fruit. "Perhaps there is a way to get what I want after all."

She began to laugh and then when with a feral grin, she began to write an email.

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Reading through the anonymous email again - Jacob rubbed his eyes tiredly and tried to make sense of it all.  The person writing to him seemed to know him intimately, but what they were writing was actually insane. 

They had sent him schematics for a device that they claimed would allow him to jump temporarily into the body of another person and control them. They had suggested that he might wish to use it to take control of the girl he had a huge crush on Beatrix.

He read the email again.

"Dear Jacob,

You don't know me - but I have been watching you for some time.  I know that you are in love with Beatrix and would do anything to be with her. Unfortunately for you, she barely knows of your existence.  Perhaps you would stand a chance if you knew more about her and her life and that is where I can help.  I would like to see your love flower and to do that here are plans for a device that will allow you to enter Beatrix's body and take control.   It is easily constructed from household items and I am sure you have the skill to do it.  Please use the device to find out more about her life and then perhaps you and she will finally become the couple you have always longed to be."

Jacob pursed his lips.  He didn't really have anything to lose.  If the device worked as promised, he would be getting closer to Beatrix than he had ever dreamed possible. The chance to become her for a while was too tempting.

His hands shaking, he printed off the instructions and began to search for components.

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Beatrix groaned as she opened her eyes and found herself coming back to consciousness in her bedroom.  The room stank of sex and there were dried cum stains on the sheets. Slutty clothing lay littered everywhere and she grimaced in distaste at the orgy her alter-ego Blake had obviously initiated. "Damn it, I lost control.  I managed for so long this time."

Beatrix was determined that she would overcome her Elixir addiction and eventually rid herself of Blake.  Her alter-ego frightened her.  Blake was too manipulative, too cruel and too selfish to be allowed to remain. For the sake of her friends and family, the bitch had to go.

Spotting a box on the desk, Beatrix shivered as she saw it was packed full of pink vials.  No doubt Blake had left the Elixir out hoping to tempt her.  Right now she was too weak to go near it, but with an effort of self control, she turned her back to it and staggered over to the window.

Outside on the street below, she suddenly saw an odd sight.  The strange boy from school who she often caught staring at her - Jacob -  was looking up at her window with some strange metal device in his hand.  As she watched he pointed it towards her and before she could react, the world suddenly went dark.

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Picking himself up with a groan, Jacob looked down and his heart stopped as he realised the device had actually worked.  "Oh my GOD! I'm her! This thing actually works!"

Walking over to the mirror, Jacob excitedly stroked his long brown hair and turned his skinny body from side-to-side admiring his new girly profile.  Looking round the room, he shivered in excitement. He'd never been in a girls bedroom before.

Sliding up Beatrix's top and feeling slightly uncomfortable, he prodded her small breasts.  They felt soft and small on his chest and he enjoyed how they felt. His hand went to his crotch and he bit his lip and shivered as he felt Beatrix's pussy and for the first time in his life, enjoyed the sensation of not having a dick down there.  Rubbing his pussy, he groaned and felt the first stirrings of pleasurable arousal.

Suddenly embarrassed and trying to stop - he resolved instead to take a look round and collect some information.   He browsed through Beatrix's clothes and underwear drawer. Her tastes were pretty conservative.  He looked with interest at her bookshelves and tried to work out what the books on them told him about her hobbies and interests.  This was the reason he had used the device in the first place.

Walking over to Beatrix's desk, he picked up one of vials of pink liquid.  "Hey what is this stuff?"  Unstopping it, he sniffed deeply and a delicious smell filled his nostrils.  The scent of the Elixir triggered an immediate reaction in his borrowed body... a craving and a desire to drink the vial so strong, that he had never felt anything so powerful before.

His nipples hard and his body throbbing with arousal, he drank the entire vial.

"Oh God... what the hell was that stuff?" groaned Jacob suddenly feeling super hot and fidgety.  Pulses of pleasure throbbed through him and his new hair itched.  "What the fuck is happening?"

Doubling over and clutching his tummy, Jacob groaned as his insides squirmed and he gasped as Beatrix's flat ass inflated and swelled out.  His new boobs ached and the bra containing them twanged open, as with a delicious feeling of expansion they swelled and pushed out of his chest.  "Mmmmmh, feels soooooo good," groaned Jacob as streaks of blonde shot through his hair and his skin became softer and sexier.

"Ohhh yessss, I'm such a fucking bitch," he moaned rubbing his big new tits and tighter pussy as he began to cum. "YES I LOVE IT!"

"UNNNNNN MMMMMMMHHHH" moaned Blake as she orgasmed and squirted - hot juices blasting from her pussy as Jacob's mind receded and she took control.  Shaking out her soft blonde hair and flexing her sexy pink nails she purred with satisfaction as she licked a stray drop of Elixir from her perfect pink lips and walked to the window.

Outside on the grass, Jacob's body lay propped up against a tree.  It looked like he was sleeping, but Blake knew better.  She knew exactly where his mind was right now.

Closing her eyes, she reached inside herself and she could feel Jacob's thoughts and memories now supressed beneath her own.  Deeper still, she could feel Beatrix - herself supressed by Jacob.  

Blake knew she had taken a great risk.  There had been no guarantee that when he took the Elixir, Jacob inside Beatrix's body would transform into her... but it had worked perfectly.  Smirking she walked over to the mirror and examined herself. "Aren't I beautiful Jacob?  That stupid bitch Beatrix is always trying to fight me, but you're SO much weaker.  And now your mind is lying just beneath mine... I can begin the second part of my plan." 

Walking over to the desk, Blake reached below it and removed a large pair of headphones.  Sitting down, she slid the headphones on and plugged them into the computer.  Clicking a few buttons she prepared the special sound files she needed and then lying back relaxed as the headphones blasted white noise into her ears.  She sighed, relaxing deeper and deeper into a hypnotic state and finding the buried subconscious of Jacob just below the surface...

This was going to be so much fun...

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Hours later...

Opening his eyes groggily, Jacob groaned and rubbed his head.  What the hell had happened?  The last thing he remembered was drinking that weird pink stuff in Beatrix's room, then everything went foggy.   Looking around he saw he was outside, propped up against a tree - the possession device next to him now a steaming pile of junk.

It looked like it had overloaded - in fact, it looked like it had been designed TO overload deliberately, making it useless.  But why?  

A sudden throb of pain in his head made him rub his temples and groan.  He'd not had a migraine for years, but it felt like one was coming on now.  He needed to get home and figure things out.

Picking himself up and leaving the ruin of the possession machine behind, he staggered off to head back home. 

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As soon as she awoke, Beatrix knew something had changed.  Groaning she sat up, to find herself naked in her bedroom.  Her clothing was ripped and discarded on the floor, usually a sign of her transformation into Blake, yet strangely she didn't remember taking the Elixir.  "Ugh what happened?"

In fact, the last thing Beatrix remembered was that weird boy pointing some device at her.  Unsteadily, she stood up and looked round her room. The box of Elixir was gone... only one vial remaining on the desk unopened.

Walking over she looked down at it - and that's when she realised what had changed.

Beatrix felt no craving.

There was nothing. No whispering voice in her head, no craving in her mind - no salivation of her mouth.  It was as if her addiction to the Elixir was gone.  

Cautiously she raised the vial to her nose and sniffed.  Usually the sweet aroma of the Elixir was enough to activate an unstoppable craving, a desire to drink and transform she couldn't control.  This time... there was nothing.  It was like Blake was no longer inside her.

"This... this isn't possible," she whispered.  "I have to know where she's gone!"

Frantically she drank the vial, knowing that it would transform her into Blake, but desperate to find answers to this strange emptiness she now had inside her.  The liquid tasted the same as always, but she waited for the transformation in vain.  There was no tingling of her skin and scalp... no swelling of her breasts.  Nothing happened.

"No... this isn't possible. It isn't possible to completely remove an alter-ego from a person. It isn't possible to make the Elixir have no effect."

But evidently... it was...

"Did she do something to that boy Jacob? Oh my GOD! I have to stop him!"

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By the time he got home, Jacob's migraine was worse.  He had also developed a strange craving. It felt like hunger... or perhaps sexual arousal.  Taking off his coat to hang it up, he suddenly noticed something large in the outer pockets.  Pulling out a hefty wooden box, he flipped the lid open and looked down in bewilderment at the pink vials inside.

"What the hell?  This is that weird stuff from Beatrix's bedroom.  How did that get in my pocket."

His hand was shaking and his mouth suddenly felt dry.  As he looked at the pink liquid, an urge... a desire... a lust to drink it rose in him.  Putting down the box, Jacob opened a vial.  He groaned, suddenly realising his dick was hard.  "Fuck, why am I suddenly so horny?"

He tried to put the vial back, but instead found himself raising it to his lips and drinking deep.  The pink liquid tasted SO good and he groaned in lust as his skin began to tingle and his bones started to crack.

"Oooooh what's happening, to me?" he gasped in pleasure as his straining dick began to shrink and his masculine body began to soften and flow like melting wax. 

Yes it's working... you're becoming... ME!

The voice seemed familiar somehow.  It was sexy and gloating, and with a start Jacob realised it seemed to be inside his own mind.

Mmmmh, don't fight it Jacob.  You're going to love being me.  

Jacob moaned as Blake's perfect breasts pushed out of his chest.  Her long blonde hair ran down his neck as he became smaller, more perfectly proportioned and certainly more attractive.  Bones popped and cracked, his internal organs rearranging themselves as Blake's perfect body was born anew and with a satisfied sigh she completed her transformation.

Rubbing her shrinking cock, Blake grinned as she felt her fingers slip into the widening slit of her pussy and grabbing her tits she played with herself till she could cum all over Jacob's bed sheets.  Looking down at her wet juices, she giggled at the thought that she was probably the only girl to ever cum in this nerdy losers bed.

"Ohhhh, that feels better," she sighed - not feeling the usual push of resistance she had grown used to supressing.  "Beatrix is gone!"

As if speaking her name should suddenly summon her, there was a frantic hammering at the door.  Grinning, Blake grabbed an oversized shirt and wearing it to protect her modesty she opened the door.  

Beatrix stopped in shock as she saw her own alter-ego looking right back at her with a grin.

"Hello Beatrix," purred Blake as she led the shocked girl inside.  "I hope you don't mind, but you and I are over. I have a new host now and he's going to be much more appreciative of me."

"No! This can't be possible," gasped Beatrix.

"Of course it's possible. I tricked this little nerd into jumping into your body and transforming into me.  I was then able to use hypnotic techniques to entirely remove myself from your subconscious and entwine myself with his. When he returned to his body - he brought me with him. Taking the Elixir caused his body and mind to transform into mine. Now there's nothing of me left in you anymore but isn't that what you wanted anyway?"

"Yes... but what about Jacob? What about his life?"

"Jacob is a weak little simp who craves women like me.  His mind is so easy to corrupt and won't fight back. A few months from now, there won't be a Jacob anymore.  My total victory will only be a matter of time. You could say I gave the little nerd a personality override."

"I can't just let you take over his life, this is all my fault," sobbed Beatrix.

"Oh shut up you whiney bitch.  You could have been me and had all this power, but now Jacob gets it instead. There's no going back now anyway.  Now get out of here. I have things to do and you're cramping my style."

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Tramping dejectedly home, Beatrix felt the emptiness growing inside her.  She had thought she wanted to be rid of her evil alter-ego, but now she was - the truth was she felt like part of her was missing.  Her concern for Jacob was only partial.  In truth, part of her wanted to become Blake again.  Why had she ever allowed herself to give up such power?  By alienating her own alter-ego, she would never again get to feel the rush of being a hot blonde bitch. Finally, she had gotten what she wanted and now she was no longer sure if it was after all!

As she passed the tree by her house, she suddenly noticed a smoking pile of machinery and paused.  The device that Jacob had used to possess her was here.  Designed by Blake, it had clearly self-destructed and yet... there was much of it left.

Grabbing the machine, Beatrix grinned.

"Maybe there is a way I will still get to be you after all Blake. After all, we were the same person to some extent and if you can build something like this, maybe I can fix it."

And with renewed purpose in her heart she set off to see.

THE END

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Twitter Ban

My Twitter account got banned for a week for spreading 'hateful content'.

I got banned for the following tweet which was in response to a request by another person.

So dumb.

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The New Replaycement

Willow chewed on her dirty blonde hair nervously and shivered with fear as her boyfriend Daniel tried not to be intimidated by the men flanking him. It was pretty hard, seeing as they were both muscular black guys with tattoos, guns and knives and he was a softly spoken nerd who had never been in a fight in his life.

Willow was no fighter herself.  As her name might suggest, she was tall and thin with barely any curves and had a naturally shy and nervous disposition. Of course her parents can't have known she would turn out to resemble her name - but she had.  Even worse, she had been bullied relentlessly at school for it and it had left her emotionally scared.  She still lived in fear of her old bully and had nightmares about the stronger, more beautiful girl dominating her and flushing her head down the toilet whilst she laughed to her cronies.

"So weak and easy to bully. I bet the little bitch hasn't even been fucked yet. Bet she wishes she could be a hot bitch like me... but she'll never amount to anything!"

Even now in mortal peril, the flashbacks from school would come back to haunt her at the worst possible moments.  Gasping for air, she took a hit from her inhaler and cringed as one of their captors smirked at her and laughed.

"Are you sure this bitch is the right girl? The boss will be mad if we give the stuff to the wrong person."

"It's her alright," growled his companion.  "The boss was very specific before they died."

Willow's mind was racing, trying to process everything that was happening.  How could their boss be both dead and be annoyed if they got it wrong?  This didn't make any sense. It felt like she was missing something vital. She tried to review how she had ended up here - desperately searching her mind for a clue.

It had all started an hour ago when she and Daniel had been walking down the street holding hands. It was a beautiful day and her mood had been optimistic. Daniel had told her he had a surprise for her and she was pretty sure today was the day he was finally going to ask her to marry him.  She couldn't wait to put a ring on her finger and be his wife - she loved him so much.  She'd met Daniel at her current job - working in an office.  Nothing glamorous, but they'd hit it off together at the water cooler like it was some cheesy sitcom, and now they were in a positive and fulfilling relationship.

They'd just gotten to the intersection - when a car had suddenly pulled in behind them.  Four men had jumped out and Willow had begun to scream as they'd clubbed Daniel to the ground and grabbed her arms.  Something soft had been forced into her mouth - a gag - and black hoods had been pulled over their heads as they'd been bundled into the cars in broad daylight - their attackers seemingly unconcerned about the witnesses and passers by around them.

Unable to see, Willow had whimpered and shivered in the car, her mind racing.  She felt sick and almost hysterical, but had held it together when a man had hissed in her ear that if she didn't stop thrashing about, he'd smack her around.

So it was, they found themselves in a house - clearly the headquarters of whatever gang had kidnapped them, awaiting an unknown fate.  The bags had been removed, and the gag as well... but so far there was no information on what fate awaited them.  Their captors had refused to talk and had merely threatened to hurt Daniel if either of them tried anything funny.

"Ahhhhh here they are," said a voice dripping with glee as a tall and powerful black man walked into the room with the stride of an Alpha male.  He looked down at Daniel with contempt and ignoring him sat down next to Willow.

"Hello Willow.  My name is Dean and I am SO glad you're finally here.  We've been rudderless since the boss got taken out by the feds.  The fuckers shot five of our gang whilst they were trying to escape in a car, including the boss and in one move nearly took us out."

Leaning back casually he opened his arms expansively.  "This is about all we currently have left of our little empire. Our rivals are swiftly moving back in on our turf, and if we don't get the boss back - we're fucked.  You see SHE was the one who turned us from a piece of shit small time gang into major players. If she hadn't been taken out, we'd have crushed the rival gangs by now and become the most powerful group around.

"S... she?" stammered Willow.

"Yeah.  Most of the gang are male, but we followed Karlee because she was so bad ass and evil.  She had us all eating out of her hand and inspired us to be virtually unstoppable.  We need her back and luckily she prepared for this day."

As Dean spoke the name Karlee, Willow groaned in fear and felt her throat tighten up in fear.  Her heart hammered and her hands shook.  Karlee was the name of the girl from school who had bullied and tormented her.  Karlee was the name of the bitch that had run the school like a little empire, making all the bad boys her playthings and making them serve her.  By the time they graduated - she had been running a cartel of small time drug dealers, thugs and bullies who were responsible for most of the anti-social behaviour and small time crime on campus.

It looked like upon leaving school Karlee got even more involved in the criminal underworld and had turned herself into a minor crimeboss.  And now she's dead, thought Willow - a mixture of relief and angst flowing over her.  

"Yeah that's right bitch.  Karlee told us all about you.  She made it quite clear that if anything happened to her, you'd be the perfect person to replace her."

Willow's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Wh.. what are you talking about?"

Dean had been busy whilst they were talking and had opened a case that had lain on the table since they had arrived.  Inside a foam compartment were several vials of a milky looking substance - each tube marked with the word 'Replayce'.

"Luckily Karlee secured a big drug deal before she bought it and manged to get us a little insurance policy.  This shit is called Replayce.  It's a chemical that breaks down DNA or some shit and turns it into a virus that makes it overwrite a host body.  Even better, so long as even the smallest piece of original DNA survives, it carries all the genetic memories of the original allowing their mind, memories and personality to overwrite the host body.  At least that's what Karlee told me."

"We took some DNA from her and mixed up a vial.  Now whoever drinks this becomes Karlee, with all her memories up to the moment of death.  And she wants it to be you."

Willow's eyes opened in horror.  She tried to back away, but there was no where to go. "N... no! Why me?"

"Haha, why not you?  The drug isn't guaranteed to work effectively unless it has the right host.  One whose DNA and mind is easy to overwrite.  The best host is someone who knew the original copy in real life - who can be more easily corrupted into becoming a replacement. Of course... if you won't drink it, then we can always make lover boy here take some."

Willow shuddered.  She suddenly had a horrible vision of her beloved Daniel moaning in pleasure as his chest erupted with Karlee's obscene big boobs.  She imagined his hands reaching down to his shrinking dick as Karlee's tight pussy opened between his legs and her big bully ass swelled out. 

"Mmmmmh, let me smother her with my ass boys... this will be fun..."

She squealed as a flashback and the actual sound of Karlee's voice throbbed in her mind. She knew exactly what an evil slut Daniel would become and it terrified her.  Her bully would be reborn in her boyfriend and then Karlee would have her revenge on Willow.  No... she couldn't let that happen. She would protect Daniel at any cost.

Besides, maybe the drug wouldn't work. Maybe she could fight Karlee and retain control of her body and mind?  She was stronger now than she had been at school. With a resigned nod, she took the proffered vial and began to raise it to her lips.  "I'll do it."

"No Willow," suddenly shouted Daniel, his face a mask of anguish as he surged up from his seat. "Don't do it."

"Shut up bitch," laughed one of the men savagely cuffing him across the head and causing Daniel to stagger back to his seat.  Pulling out a gun, the man put it to Daniel's forehead and grinned at Willow.  "Hurry up and drink you dumb little slut or I'll end this fool right here.  The sooner the boss gets back, the better."

Realising she had no choice, Willow swallowed the strange liquid, draining the vial.   Part of her wanted to spit it out, but it actually tasted kind of nice.  Dropping the vial, she waited in fear, preparing to fight any changes - but nothing seemed to be happening.  Hope surged in her chest.  It didn't work!

You wish you stupid slut.  Here I mmmmmh, come.

A slight rise in her pulse and body temperature was the first indication something was wrong. Her skin and teeth itched and Willow ground them together as she felt her bones begin to ache. 

"Fight it Willow, fight it!" groaned Daniel from the sofa still nursing his head as he saw to his horror that Willow was starting to transform.  The pain she was in was receding to be replaced by a flush of pleasure emanating from her breasts and pussy.  Was this how it felt to be Karlee?

Fuckkkkk, this actually feels pretty good.  

Willow groaned as her lank blonde hair began to darken and take on volume.  Her usually plain features began to become more exotic as her flat chest started to swell for the first time in her life.  A sudden flash back of Karlee at school mocking her for her lack of boobs ran through her head - only this time she was the one with the swelling tits and it felt good.

Karlee's big bitch tits will look great on me, ran a treacherous thought through her head as she gasped and tried to fight the changes overcoming her body.

Why fight it? Haven't you always wanted big fucking tits that make men stare.  Feels good doesn't it?

Willow stroked her body, enjoying the changes and feeling her resistance fade as she transformed. Her skin tanned and softened as her skinny ass inflated to give her the curvy bitch body she had always been secretly jealous of. Muscle tone spread across her body - giving her Karlee's powerful curves and highly fuckable body.  At school boys had been unable to resist her. She'd been a Goddess to them and had learned how to get what she wanted.  It must have felt so good to be her.

Soon you'll know how it feels.  You're going to be such a fucking bitch.

"Ohhh fuck yes," moaned Willow aloud for the first time.  "I'm becoming so fucking powerful."

Willow had to admit, she'd had sexual fantasies where she was Karlee and had the power back at school  Being bullied had taught her a lot about how she could BECOME the bully if the tables were ever turned... and now that's exactly what was happening. 

"Mmmmh, oh yessssss, I like how this feels."

"NO!  FIGHT IT!" screamed Daniel as the gang members watched in glee as their boss began to return, it was clearly working.

"Fuck, she's really turning into Karlee," grinned Dean.  "This Replayce stuff is amazing.  With it, we'll be unstoppable.  Any member of our gang gets wasted, we can just bring them back."

Dean always was smart, that's why he makes such a good lieutenant... and a lover... came a thought unbidden into Willow's head and she grinned as she realised it sounded just like Karlee's voice in her own mind.  Her own internal voice was changing... her mind was changing too and she liked it.

Yessss, why shouldn't it change?  You have the body, now why not have the mind? purred a wickedly satisfied Karlee as she began to take full control.

All those years I bullied the shit out of you - did you ever dream you'd become me?  Soon you'll be an evil fucking slut and love every minute of it as we become the new crime lords of this city.

Willow's face curved into a smile at the thought of the sex and power she would soon have as Karlee. As it did so, her own features began to fade and Karlee's wicked smile and sexy eyes became her own as the last few physical changes took place.

That's it bitch.  Embrace my body - let it become yours.  You love how this feels.

"Oh yes, I look SO much better now," grinned Willow.

Now lets sex you up slut.

Willow giggled as she felt her pussy tighten up and her abs become stronger.  She slapped her own ass with a giggle, loving how big it now felt.  Perfect for getting fucked.  Her body posture changed, becoming sexually aggressive and confident as she groped her own breasts in full view of all the boys and moaned in pleasure.

"Oh fuck yes, I feel like such a fucking bad bitch and I LOVE it."

"Nooooo, Willow!"

Daniel cried as he saw his girlfriend losing herself to her new body.  But even worse were the mental changes.  Willow was still vaguely in control - but she was losing herself fast and soon only Karlee would remain.

I can't wait to fully become Karlee... soon I'll be the bitch I always wanted to be.

"I'm nearly transformed, but these fucking clothes are pathetic and holding me back," spat Willow as she looked down at herself. "I can't believe what I'm wearing.  Are my outfits still upstairs?"

"Yes boss," grinned Dean.

"Good.  Keep an eye on this loser and I'll be back soon."

Walking out of the room with a new confident strut, Willow found she remembered the layout of the house perfectly.  Stopping only to pick up a handgun, she clicked on the safety and slid it into her panties. She liked the feeling of power being armed gave her.  Leaping up the stairs she burst into her bedroom.  Things were only a little dusty, but at least that meant the boys hadn't been through her stuff.

"Gotta get these dorky clothes off," sneered Willow.  "You always were such a fucking poor dresser Willow," she grinned grabbing something more suitable. All her clothes were here.  Crime really did pay.

"Now this is more like it," grinned Willow pulling on the tight fitting dress and killer heels her old self had loved to wear. "A fucking hot slut like me should always dress the part.  Mmmmh, putting this on is accelerating my transformation. I can feel the Willow part of me slipping away."

Wait do... do I really want to lose myself completely?  I... I don't know anymore.

"Remember when we were at school," grinned the newly clothed bitch as she ran hands down over her perfect body.  "You were too weak to stop me Karlee then and you're too weak now.  We know you fantasised about being her, about being popular, powerful and evil.  Give in and admit what we both want. Why fight the chance to have everything we always wanted?"

Yessss, oh fuck yessss... I want to be you. I want to be... Karlee. Ohhhh shit I'm cummming!

Karlee grinned and orgasmed as she felt her old personality and memories slipping away.  The Replaycement had worked perfectly. Her plan had worked perfectly.  Even death couldn't stop her. 

"Fuck yes, I'm back and badder than ever."

Soon she'd lead her gang back out onto the streets and they'd take back control. Meanwhile, there was now only one loose end to tidy up.

*********

Walking into the living room to the whoops and cheers of her gang, Karlee giggled and held her hand up for quiet.

"I'm back boys and boy am I fucking HORNY.  This bitches body hasn't been fucked good in SO long and even though I've replaced her I am desperate for some dick.  Before we make our plans to take back our turf, how about I reward your loyalty with some hot fucking?"

"Sounds good boss, but what about him?" asked Dean thoughtfully as he gestured towards Daniel with his gun.

"Make him watch," laughed Karlee.  "I have plans for him anyway, but first he can see what a hot slut I am now."

Turning to Daniel, Karlee giggled as one of her men handed her the ring box they'd found when they searched him.  "Awwwww, were you gonna ask Willow to marry you? Too bad - she's gone now and I'm the better model.  Maybe you'd like to marry me and be my cuck Daniel?"

"Yo... you're evil!" sobbed Daniel as Karlee laughed with glee.

"That's right... I am and I love it.  Your stupid girlfriend loved it too.  She gave into becoming me so easily.  She wanted to be an evil bitch and now I'm making her dreams come true.  She secretly despised you anyway, do you know that?"

"Y... you're lying!" screamed Daniel as Karlee laughed again. 

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not, but you'll never know for sure.  Willow is gone forever. Now shut your fucking mouth and enjoy the show.  I'm ready boys."

Karlee's minions were only too happy to obey - and in moments she had two thick powerful black cocks in her eager hands.  They knew exactly what she liked.

"Mmmmh, Willow could only dream about cock like this," giggled Karlee. "For me - I can have this whenever I like.  Being the boss feels good."

The men groaned as their Mistress went eagerly to work - sucking dick like she was desperate for it.  Glug, glug sounds filled the room and Daniel wept as he saw what a wicked slut had replaced his beautiful girlfriend. 

"Mmmppphhhh," glugged Karlee as she popped a cock out of her mouth to speak.  "Don't worry Daniel. I can see your heart is broken and you have nothing to live for anymore.  So I'm going to put you out of your misery.  We can't have any witnesses to what we've done here."

Returning to her enjoyment, Karlee slid her wet pink lips around one big dick and used her hand to pump the other. Her men moaned in unison, totally under her control as she expertly fellatioed their cocks and made them gasp in pleasure.

I can make men do anything. I can be the ultimate slutty bitch and have everything I ever wanted. No one can stop me.

Enjoying the look of terror on Daniel's face - his assumption that she was about to kill him - Karlee took her time with her men.  Eventually though it was too much and with joint groans they began to cum, emptying their balls all over her face and chest.

She sucked on their cum, luxuriating in the taste and feel of it.  Oh how she loved this!

Mmmmh, this should do the trick, all this powerful cum from my two most loyal men should do perfectly.

Thick globs of cum dripped down her chin and onto her massive breasts.  Karlee loved how it felt. She was never more alive than when she was being a bad bitch.  Now to put her unique solution to the Daniel problem into action.  She'd thought it as soon as she came back.  Her inventive and evil mind was the reason she was the boss. If she was right, this could unlock new opportunities for the gang Grabbing a vial of Replayce, she grinned as she scooped up her mens sticky cum with her fingers and dropped it into the vial.

"As you can see Daniel, my men are loyal and powerful and I could always use more soldiers in my army, especially as so many died when they took me out. I have no idea what's going to happen when the DNA from two of my men combines in this vial, but I suspect it will create a loyal super-soldier who will do live to serve me. So you're going to drink it and then we'll see if I'm right."

Daniel tried to resist, but it was useless. As her men held him down, Karlee forced the vial into Daniel's mouth - French kissing more hot cum into his mouth just to be sure.  

"Bye bye Daniel," giggled Karlee.  "I can't wait to meet your replacement."

As he began to shake and moan and thick muscle spread across his changing body Karlee grinned.  Her theory was right - as usual.

Now there would be no way ANYONE could stop her gang...

THE END

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