Top Down Approach (Redux)

First published September 13th, 2016

Striding down the main hospital corridor, Lindsay grinned triumphantly and high-fived her ward-sister Dawn, as she headed towards Head Office. The slender brunette had never felt so euphoric.  Today - completely unexpectedly, they had all heard the news that the Hospital Manager, Mr Richter was willing to concede all the Nurses demands and fire the hated and feared Head-Nurse Cathy.

It had taken a concerted campaign of threatened legal action, union activity, and ultimately the influence of her uncle the local politician to get any traction - but finally the hospital trust had bowed to the pressure.  Wanting to avoid yet another scandal in the newspapers, they had made the cold, but rational decision to fire their most effective Head-Nurse - despite her amazing track record for productivity and discipline.

As the driving force behind the resistance, Lindsay had been ordered to report to Head-Office for the final arrangements to be agreed and knocking on the managers door, her mind briefly flashed through the whole strange chain of events that had led to this point and she shook her head in disbelief.

When she had first arrived at the hospital a year ago, Lindsay had been amazed at how efficient and smooth everything was running.  She had never seen a place where everyone was so busy and so productive. But she had soon learned that this focus came at a cost. The Head-Nurse got these results because she was an unstoppable psycho bitch who everyone was terrified of. To put it lightly, Nurse Cathy was pure evil and she had a power over others...

Maybe it was those big tits of hers.  She made every other woman feel so inferior, so pathetic.  The longer you stared at those perfect rounded globes, the more you wanted to obey her, to be subservient and worship her.  Women would leave wishing they had tits like that… wanting to be like Nurse Cathy.  You would do anything to please her, accept any abuse she gave you… it was almost magical.

Lindsay had once watched Cathy shove a particularly troublesome young nurses face deep into her cleavage.  The young woman had struggled for a moment, then relaxed and started to moan.  By the end of the process she had emerged from those huge boobs a new woman. The former fiery nurses eyes shone with pathetic devotion and from that moment she had been the most loyal servant of Cathy on the whole ward. Lindsay had no intention of ending up like that, so she had fought back.

It had taken every ounce of Lindsay's not inconsiderable will-power, to defeat Cathy.  Lindsay had filed complaint after complaint with the management and even started to free the other nurses from their apathy.  Cathy had tried to stop her, but Lindsay managed to resist.  Part of her longed to simply obey those beautiful tits and do as she was commanded like the others, but that part wasn't strong enough to get what it wanted.  On several occasions Cathy had come perilously close to shoving her hypnotic tits into Lindsay’s face and dominating her like the other nurses...  but Lindsay had managed to get away. She shuddered to think what might have happened if she hadn't... once those soft rounded breasts were next to your head, the instinct to suckle and obey would be too much for any one to stand - male or female.

Despite everything thrown at her by the hospital and Cathy's lawyers  - eventually Lindsay's hard work paid off and the Head-Nurse was finally asked to leave.  Now, everyday felt like an amazing victory for Lindsay and she was pleased she had been able to do something to help everyone out. 

She waited impatiently at the mangers door, till finally she was asked inside.

“Come in,  ahhhhhh Nurse Lindsay, do take a seat.”

Lindsay scowled involuntarily at her boss as she entered. Mr Richter was a thin, bloodless man with a tight smile and dark, penetrating eyes.  There was always a look of slight contempt and veiled amusement on his face, now especially more so. Lindsay had always found him creepy and wasn't keen on being alone with him.  She hated that Head-Nurse Cathy had been so slavishly devoted to Richter and would do whatever he asked.  She hadn't forgotten that much of the evil that bitch had done, had actually been his idea in order to punish the Nurses for whatever minor infractions he believed them guilty of.

Richter's dark eyes met hers unblinking for a moment and Lindsay looked away in embarrassment.  Desperate to look elsewhere, she glanced around the room and she saw to her surprise that Nurse Cathy’s nurses uniform was hanging from a rack by the door.  The tight pink latex looked more like something a porn star would wear than a Head Nurse and her eyes followed the cut, admiring the way it was clearly designed to maximise Cathy’s already huge cleavage.  Like every other woman in the hospital, though she hated to admit it, she was kind of jealous of Cathy’s impossibly hot body and huge tits.

“Ahhhh, as you can see Nurse Cathy has already left us.  I had her pack her bags and leave this morning.  She was quite upset, especially as I had to take back the special uniform I made for her when she started here.  It is a rather special uniform, in fact there is nothing else like it in the world.  I had to make some very special deals and arrangements to be gifted the uniform.  It's priceless, unique and I don’t intend to waste it by letting it gather dust here.”

Lindsay blinked in astonishment.  This wasn't exactly what she had expected to hear when she was summoned here.  Why was Richter telling her all this?

“When I started here twenty years ago, the wards were in chaos.  Laziness and ineptitude were everywhere, particularly amongst the young nurses.  The worst of them was a young and naive girl named Cathy.  An underdeveloped scrawny little goody two-shoes who couldn’t stand up to anyone.  But I saw the potential in her, just as I see the potential in you Lindsay.”

Lindsay gawped, surely he couldn’t be talking about the supremely confident and big breasted Nurse Cathy? A scrawny girl lacking in confidence, it was ridiculous. Was he trying to make her feel sorry for getting the bitch fired?

“Nurse Cathy served me well, no one could resist her.  Except you.  You showed me that she was getting weak, that there are still those with the power to resist her and bring chaos to my hospital.  This I cannot tolerate..."

“Mr Richter, what the hell are you talking about?”

“Simple my dear.  I’m making you Head Nurse and giving you all the power that Cathy had.  I want you to get those rebellious nurses you’ve riled up under control, especially that friend of yours Dawn.  I will have order in my hospital again.  You will make things run even more efficiently than Cathy did, you've impressed me.  Now go and put on your uniform, it's yours now and I think you'll like how it feels to wear it and be chief bitch!”

Lindsay laughed.  Was this loser trying to buy her off by dangling the carrot of Head-Nurse in front of her face? “Ewwww, no way. Keep dreaming Mr Richter, just wait till my uncle hears about this!  You’re completely insane!”

Standing up Lindsay turned round to leave and was therefore completely unprepared when Mr Richter suddenly stood up and shoved her hard in the back.  She staggered forward across the room to crash into the clothing rail, Nurse Cathy’s uniform falling down onto her as she went down in a pile of arms and legs.

At once the uniform came alive and eagerly leapt onto her skinny body.  Lindsay screamed as it wrapped around her, fighting helplessly as buttons burst open so it could engulf her and wrap tightly around her body.  The buttons resealed, each one tightening with a slight creak and Lindsay moaned as each one trapped her deeper and deeper inside the luxurious pinkness. Her hips flared out with a crack and her hair began to lighten and turn blonde.  Her low-key makeup started to thicken as her regular nurses uniform dissolved away and Nurse Cathy’s uniform hugged her bare skin deliciously.

“Nooooooo! I have to get this off,” she moaned, trying to rip the uniform from her changing body and failing as it just snapped back into place to fit her better and better.  “Ooooooh fuck, my tits… ahhhhh it feels so good, noooo I have to fight it!”

Lindsay moaned, a sexual groan of pure frantic lust, and thrust her chest out as with a swelling pulse of power her tiny tits started to grow.  They swelled up, bigger and bigger, causing the latex to creak as they spilled out under her chin and she groaned like a wanton whore.  Her innocent face became icily sexy as cold brown eyes fluttered sexily and her fingernails lengthened into sexy purple claws.  Evil dripped into her soul and filled her up.  It felt so fucking good.

Mr Richter laughed as he watched Lindsay succumb to her uniform, just as innocent little Cathy had all these years ago.  Lindsay would make a fine replacement for Cathy. “Yes, it feels good doesn't it?  Just think as 'Head-Nurse Lindsay', you’ll have a higher salary, higher status and the power to make others do whatever you wish.  One little look at your tits and they will do anything to please you.  There’s an evil bitch inside you Lindsay, just let her out and let her do what she does best.  These other Nurses are nothing compared to you, the power is yours now.”

Lindsay wanted to refuse, she wanted to say no, but it all felt so good.  Her big new tits made her feel like such an Alpha Bitch and she smirked at the thought of how jealous everyone else would be.  Why shouldn’t she use this power? After all, she’d be a much better Head Nurse than Cathy ever was.  And all those hot doctors and their big cocks, they would be all hers to play with.  She could have everything she ever wanted, she could indulge every whim and have everything just the way she wanted it.

Seeing that Lindsay was wavering, Richter decided to push her over the edge.“Of course, if you really are going to refuse, I can invite Nurse Dawn in and put the uniform on her instead.”

Lindsay’s eyes flashed open in fear as a sudden vision of Dawn wearing the uniform and laughing as her big bitch tits swelled up filled her mind.  In the vision Dawn forced Lindsay’s head between her legs to lick her tight new pussy and Lindsay almost felt the uniform start to shift on her body, as if it already wanted to go to Dawn.

“NO!  No Mr Richter, I’ll do whatever you need.  I want to be Head Nurse, I love what you’ve turned me into.  Let me fulfil your plan, I’ll be an evil bitch if you give me this power.”  Lindsay sighed in relief as she felt the uniform settle on her and her transformation fully completed itself.  Standing up she adjusted her cleavage so it was fully on show and she vainly admired herself in the mirror.

Lindsay stared at herself and smiled.  She was a soulless evil bitch now and she had never felt so alive.  All the power was hers now and she loved it!  She sighed happily and giggled as she jiggled her massive hypnotic boobies.  "Mmmmh, I can't wait to shove Dawn's face in here and make her my little bitch."

“Excellent Head-Nurse," grinned Richter.  "Now, get out there and get those nurses back to work.”

Pushing open the door to the office, Lindsay strode confidently out and smiled maliciously at the assembled Nurses who were waiting outside.  She laughed as the blood drained from their faces and she placed a manicured hand on her latex hip.  “Get back to work you maggots, obey your new Head Nurse and everything will be fine.  I’m in control now and Cathy is gone, all you need to do is obey me instead.”

One by one the Nurses slunk away, she would meet with them all individually later and ensure their full compliance.  Only one remained… Dawn, with a look of defiance in her face.

“Oh my God Lindsay, what has that bastard done to you?  No… what are you… mmmmppphhhhh.”
Dawn helplessly groaned as Lindsay strode across and shoved the young nurses face deep into her tits.  Lindsay giggled as she felt Dawn’s face buried deep in her soft, bouncy cleavage and a pleasant tingling filled her boobs as they sucked the resistance out of her former friend.

“I have a special job for you my little slut.  I’m feeling so fucking horny now I’m Head Bitch and I know you want to please me.”

Releasing Dawn before she suffocated in her giant boobs, Lindsay grinned at the look of complete obedience on her former friends face and sitting back on a hospital trolley she raised her pink latex uniform up to reveal her perfect glistening pussy.  As Dawn went to work, licking and sucking the hot new bitches throbbing clit, the new evil whore turned over her plans in her mind and realised just how much she was going to enjoy this.

If they all thought Nurse Cathy was bad, wait till they saw how she handled things round here...

THE END

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The Catalyst (Redux)

First Published December 9th, 2013

My geeky boyfriend Nick was something of a genius. He was also a good person and always kind to me. I was proud of the fact that he accepted me for who I was, a pale, slightly flabby, small-titted, nerdette who liked gaming and anime. Things were great between us, but I could tell how upset it made him, when the popular girls teased me for being a plain Jane.  In his love for me, he was determined to help, even though I didn't really care. So Nick created a drug he called ‘Catalyst’ that would make me more traditionally beautiful and give me a body to make those other bitches jealous.

Nick was too scared to ask my permission, so he doped my drink with the Catalyst… but much to his surprise and annoyance nothing happened when I drank it.  I was totally oblivious, but later that night I began to feel unusually horny. Usually I was awkward and shy at sex, but that particular night I was all over Nick as I tore his clothes off on the sofa and hungrily stroked his small geeky cock.  For a moment I felt a minor flash of annoyance that his dick wasn't bigger - but then I got distracted and spitting on my hand, worked his dick up and down, smiling at him as I jerked him off and gave him a horny little hand job. Soon he was groaning and I giggled and watched eagerly as he erupted over my fingers,  I’d always hated cum, found it yucky and unpleasant but tonight I was enraptured, sucking it off my fingers and moaning happily. Mmmmmh, it tasted so good I wanted more.

Nick left me on the sofa whilst he went to clean up, and it suddenly happened. Every inch of my body began to tingle and I moaned as delicious fire throbbed through me.  I felt incredible and there was a growing pressure in my small chest that needed release. Arching my back - I groaned as my bra creaked and my boobs swelled up a bit bigger, expanding and growing a full cup size.  At the same time my stomach became firmer, and hundreds of small changes rippled across my body to make me a little bit more attractive. It felt so good but it also left me feeling empty, hungry for more… hungry for more of Nick's cum.

When Nick returned I surprised him by immediately pulling his trousers down and giving him a blow job. I’d always refused to do it before, but now I popped it into my mouth like a lollipop and I eagerly sucked and slurped on his dick like a naughty girl.  I was insatiable and my erotic transformation had left me hungry for sex.  Nick's tiny dick fit easily in my hot mouth and despite my inexperience he quickly came again. I swallowed his warm cum eagerly and moaned as I felt my tits swell up even bigger.  Every time I got cum, I got sexier... mmmmh, it felt good - it was just a shame Nick's dick was so small... I suddenly wanted a bigger load and again wished his cock was larger.

Now that I had sucked him off, Nick noticed how different I was looking.   Smart as he was - he realised what had happened, quickly coming clean about the Catalyst and spiking my drink.  He told me he had hoped to make me more beautiful, but that the drug only appeared to work when in conjunction with cum.  Now every time I got some, the reaction would intensify.  My tits would get bigger, my skin softer, my face prettier and my attitude sluttier. Nick assumed I would be mad at him, and indeed I pretended to be angry, but as I looked down at my bigger tits I felt a slutty thrill.  My pussy was wet and I couldn't help but imagine what further loads of cum might do to make me even sexier.  I was starting to look a bit like those popular sluts at school and I kinda liked it.  Seeing my false anger, Nick assured me the drug would wear off soon - all I had to do was avoid cum and hopefully the reaction would end.

But as we went to bed that night, secretly I didn't want it end anymore.  I lay fingering myself next to Nick, dreaming of big hard dick and wishing I had it right there and then.  In my mind I pictured delicious throbbing cocks - not like my boyfriends pathetic stub…  proper cocks… spurting all over me as I swallowed gallons of cum and moaned like a slut.  Each load would make me hotter, bigger... better.  I laughed in my dream as men fucked the shit out of me and I became their fantasy slut, their cocks unable to resist my big soft boobies and tight pussy.  Each load made me bitchier and I loved it...

The next day at school I found I couldn’t concentrate.  My new body was busting out of my inadequate clothing and lots of boys kept eyeing up my bigger tits.  I had to go masturbate in the girls toilets three times, moaning softly as I orgasmed and got some temporary relief.  As I did so, I thought about the hot guys from my class... and began imagining they were fucking me instead of that dweeb Nick.  Mmmmh, before now, I’d always hated the dominant, muscle bound jocks at school… but now I found my eyes enviously following them, wishing that my pathetic boyfriend could be more aggressive, more forceful like them. Why didn’t he just fuck me more?  I needed more of his cum, I needed to transform and become even hotter. Couldn't he see that?

When I got home I was incredibly horny.  I knew that the catalyst was doing something to me… turning me into some sort of slut, but I didn’t care.  I went to my room and put on my most revealing, nasty clothes.  I applied make up and put on false lashes.  My new bigger tits bounced proudly on my chest as I looked at myself in the mirror with joy.  Yes… this felt so good.  I didn’t want to be a nerdy clever girl anymore.  No. I wanted to be a slutty, horny, manipulative bitch.  I wanted a guy who would fuck me senseless every night.  Nick’s tiny dick wasn’t going to cut it.  Still - if the catalyst was having this effect on me, maybe I could improve him too by making him drink it as well?

I went to Nick's house and rooting through his bedroom, I grinned as I found what I wanted.  A bottle containing the rest of the Catalyst.  Knowing that Nick always liked to have a glass of milk before bed, I went downstairs and poured it into the milk in the fridge.  I grinned.  Once Nick drank the milk he would begin to change, hopefully into the stud I needed.  He'd not be able to stop fucking me and his cum would become stronger and help me transform into the ultimate bitch.  I couldn't wait to drag him down to my new level... I wanted to be even sluttier.

I suppose my plan would have worked fine, but at that moment an unexpected element entered the picture.  Darren - Nick's younger brother suddenly walked in and nodding hi to me, decided to help himself to a glass of the milk I had just contaminated.  He looked at me oddly, perhaps surprised by my slutty new appearance and my shocked expression.  As I watched him lift the milk to his mouth, I felt my mouth go dry... in my horniness I had forgotten he was even in the house.   I suppose I should have stopped him… should have prevented it, but the curiosity of what the Catalyst would do to him made me instead watch him drink every last drop, my pussy getting wet as I did so.

"Wow, this milk made me feel pretty good," he grinned looking at me with renewed interest.  I smiled back - advancing towards him and sliding my arms round his waist.  Darren was pretty hot and if Nick couldn't give me what I needed, maybe his brother could instead.

"Wh... what are you doing?" groaned Darren as I slid my hand into his pants and began to feel his swelling cock.  Giggling I put my other hand to my lip in a sexy shush motion and sinking down to knee level I popped his cock out.  I hungrily slid my pretty lips around his dick and began sucking.

"Oh fuck, that's amazing," he groaned.  I giggled and moaned, making eye contact and quickly bringing him to orgasm.  Even as he began to cum and I sucked it down like a slut - I felt my corruption accelerate.  But something even more wonderful was happening.  Darren was changing too.  He became taller, more well endowed.  I purred with satisfaction as the Catalyst took effect and he looked at himself in wonder.

"What's happened to me?  I feel so strong!"

"Feels good doesn't it.  Mmmmh, every time you cum, you'll get hotter.  So... wanna keep fucking me?"

I giggled and climbed up onto the counter, spreading my pussy lips apart invitingly.  "Stick your cock in me and become my new boyfriend... fill me full of your cum."  He was only too happy to oblige and I gasped in pleasure as Darren pushed his big cock slowly into my wet slit and wrapping my legs around his waist we began to fuck.

We fucked till he cummed inside me, then I sucked him off again.  I was getting filled and I loved it.  Before long I got what I wanted. All that cum had made my tits massive and all traces of the former me was nearly gone.  I was now a super hot, slutty looking bitch and I loved it as I got hotter and hotter.

From now on I lived only to be a hot little cumslut and I was pretty sure I was gonna get all the cock I wanted.  As Darren pounded me yet again,  I wondered what Nick would say when he found me fucking his brother in the kitchen.  I didn't even care anymore...

I was the Catalyst now, and that was all that mattered.

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Slut Puppet (Redux)

(Originally posted - August 27th, 2013)

My best friends wife Lexie was the most warped and twisted bitch I had ever met. Nearly six years younger than us, the beautiful twenty year old vixen had rapidly transformed my once confident friend Max into a submissive wreck who obeyed her every whim.  It seemed to be some strange mix of fear and adoration towards her that drove his slavery. Whilst Max worshiped her like some Goddess, Lexie seemed entirely contemptuous of him and uncaring of his feelings. As far as I could tell she only wanted him for his money.  She certainly didn’t act like she loved him. In fact she delighted in taunting and teasing him - actively flirting with other men in front of him and when I finally could take no more and angrily confronted her about it, that just seemed to turn her on too.

‘Mmmmmh, don't like the way I flirt with other guys and make your friend look like a weak little pussy?' she purred, rubbing her sexy hands over my chest and moving close so I could smell her delicious perfume.  My heart pounded as she rubbed her body against mine and I felt my dick twitch as I caught a glance down into her perfect cleavage.  Fuck - she was so hot, I couldn't help but imagine how it would feel to fuck her... be inside her... hear her moan in pleasure.  She made my innocent girlfriend Chloe look pathetic and for the first time I realised why Max was so enraptured by her.

'Hmmmm? Is that it, or are you just jealous because I haven't flirted much with you yet? You know, I think I like you.  In fact, I like you so much that I think you should be fucking me instead of wasting your time defending Max.  I hear you have a girlfriend - you should dump her and let me take her place.  I'll make you feel good in ways no other woman ever could.’ I felt her manicured hands go down between us, rubbing against my crotch to feel the outline of my swelling dick. 'Good, you have a big dick... I want it, and I always get what I want.  Mmmmmh resist if you like, but soon you’ll be mine, all mine’   She leaned close but I really wasn't interested in this evil bitch, no matter how attractive she was and I pushed her away and scowled.

"Never, you're evil and I'll find a way to stop you ruining my friends life!" 

Lexie just smiled, it seemed to please her that I hated her so much... no doubt she found a challenge entertaining.

From that moment on Lexie began flirting with me more and more, even though I hated her and had a girlfriend already. At first I could easily resist. Sure she was hot, but that didn't mean I couldn't admire her beauty and not fall under her spell. But there was something compelling about Lexie. Not only was she stunningly beautiful, intelligent and sexy - she seemed to have a power over men.  Maybe it was her tattoo, that damn tattoo...

You see just after she began flirting with me I noticed a hot little tramp stamp just above Lexie's perfect little ass. The more I saw it... the more I watched it… and the more I wanted to grab those firm buttocks of hers too.  Lexie ensured the tattoo was always visible to me. She took every chance to bend over and wear revealing clothing in my presence and to my horror I found I couldn't stop thinking about the tattoo. Of course, the more I thought about the tattoo - the more I thought about Lexie's ass.  Before long - I was having major erotic fantasies about that ass and when I was fucking my girlfriend doggy-style I would suddenly imagine it was actually Lexie I was banging - that perfect ass in my hands as she moaned like a slut and made all my dreams come true.   I never came so hard as when I imagined Lexie's ass in my hands, and it was almost inevitable that I would accidentally call Lexie's name in my passion as I cummed all over my girlfriend.  Chloe obviously flipped out when I did, and swiftly dumped me bringing our relationship to an end.

After two weeks of celibacy I was desperate.  I was now jacking off to pictures of Lexie on social media and having erotic dreams about screwing her every night.  I still hated her, but my lust for her body was nearly unstoppable.  I did everything I could to avoid her in real life - I no longer trusted myself around her... I felt like she was possessing my mind completely. 

Then one night I got invited to Max’s house to watch the game.  He'd assured me that Lexie was away visiting her mother and he was so desperate for some company that I felt I had no choice.  I went over hoping to talk to him about Lexie, find some way out of this mess but when I arrived I found him in a desperate state.  Lexie had worked him so hard at home for the last month that he was a physical wreck. The poor guy was so tired that he quickly fell asleep on the sofa in front of the game and then as I got up to leave, Lexie suddenly walked in. 

I realised at once from her triumphant grin that she had tricked me.  She had made Max invite me so we could be together and he would be too tired to stop us.  Lexie looked at me hungrily and turned slowly around. Then she bent over the sofa, hiked her dress up and slid her ass in the air to show her glistening shaven pussy.  Next to her, Max slumbered exhausted... unaware of what was happening.

"Now fuck me," she moaned.

Before I knew what I was doing, I had slid my big thick cock out of my pants and it was already hard as a rock.  Lexie moaned in satisfaction as I came up behind her and spreading her legs drove my cock into her impossibly tight pussy. It felt like heaven and I gasped in pleasure as Lexie purred, "Mmmmh good boy,"  and I began to pound her.  Every thrust took me deeper and wet slaps filled the air as I grabbed onto Lexie's ass just like in my dreams and looking down saw that damn tattoo on her lower back.  Grunts and moans filled the air and I grabbed her hair and used it to pull her deeper onto my cock, causing her to smile and gasp in satisfaction.

"Yes baby, your cock is so big and perfect... mmmmmmh, yessss, keep fucking me, I'm almost there."  I fucked her deeper and suddenly I listened to her groan wetly and quiver.  She had clearly orgasmed.  "Mmmmh, YES!  Now I want you to cum inside me... do it quickly!"  I groaned and shot my load deep inside her as she purred happily and I stared at my sleeping friend, feeling guilty and wrong as she whispered in my ear, "See, I told you it would feel good to fuck me, now we can do this all the time."  

From that day on I became her slave and I threw my morals out of the window. Max somehow was clueless and my contempt for him grew daily.  I would find every chance to be with Lexie and she and I dated like we were almost a normal couple, with Max staying at home.  She loved me lavishing her with attention and I loved fucking Lexie so much I’d do anything for her.  The sex was incredible and just seemed to get better - her pussy felt so good around my dick that I had to have more and I was completely addicted.  Soon it was only in her pussy, mouth and eventually ass that I could get any satisfaction.  No other woman compared to her

I soon realised she was even more twisted than I had first realised. The lubed dildo up her ass the second time we fucked made me realise she liked to experiment, but then we began role playing, doing sex games, and I realised she was a total hedonist.  Whilst she trained me in all manner of perversions and deviations, I eagerly obeyed her, as all I could dream of was sinking my dick into her busty body.  I needed her so badly and she knew it.

Now that I was her apprentice in sin Lexie started making me fuck her in front of Max whilst he was awake and watching.   By now she had crushed his will entirely and she loved to make him dress in her lingerie whilst I pounded her and she compared my big dick to his tiny wang. He was a broken guy... a useless cuck, a nobody and abusing him seemed to make her cum so hard.  It got so bad that sometimes Lexie would dress like a dominatrix and whip Max. Once she even fucked him with a strap on whilst I watched.  It was crazy and I felt ashamed of what I’d become. I felt like I too was a slave - though more privileged than Max, so when she told me she was going to visit relatives in Europe for a month and I was to remain here, I almost felt a sense of relief.  My only concern was that a month without fucking Lexie would be like going cold turkey - but I was sure I could make it.

That last night before leaving she made me fuck her hard. Her hand was on my lower back idly tracing a symbol as I worked slowly into her.  

'Mmmmh, say you belong to me body and soul’ she purred clenching her pussy muscles expertly to drive me wild.  I moaned and repeated her words experiencing the most pleasurable orgasm of my life as a strange tingle throbbed on my back. 

'Good boy’ she smiled as I came and slid out of her. "Your mind now belongs to me and so does your body.  You have become an instrument of my will, you and I are soul bound and soon you will know how it feels to be truly one with a Goddess."  I drifted to sleep and the next morning when I awoke, she was gone.  

I felt a strange excitement, a sense of freedom.  Already my desire for her was building, but so too was my realisation that she was gone and I was free for a while.  I went to take my morning shower, and it was only then I noticed something weird. On my back was a tattoo… Lexie’s tattoo.   I stared at it in shock and panic - this wasn't possible! As I racked my brain to make sense of this madness, I suddenly remembered the strange way Lexie had traced my back as we fucked last night.  Had she been tracing the tattoo onto me?  Did she truly know magic?  Then... even as I stared in horror at my new tattoo I suddenly heard her voice. 

'Miss me?’ laughed Lexie in my mind and I groaned as my arms tingled.  I looked down in horror as my hands grew smaller and French tips grew out.  I could feel them like they were mine but they seemed to have a life of their own as they grabbed my cock and began stroking my dick up and down.

'Mmmmhhh I miss your big cock already, but thanks to the bonding spell I cast last night, I can take over your body whenever I like and play with it.’

I moaned as my cum splurted out onto the wall and Lexie giggled. 'Oooh so that’s how it feels to cum as a guy - this is gonna be such fun.  Mmmmmh, I've been preparing you for months for this you know.  The moment I met you, I knew I wanted to make you my puppet.  Bit by bit I've corrupted you, enslaved you and now I can become you.  Even better I can make you become me!"  

Lexie laughed triumphantly.  "You see - my magic tattoo allows me to control men and enslave them, but only if I stay near them.  It was the only thing limiting me, but now I can finally travel the world without taking that foolish husband of mine.  Thanks to you, I can still control that runt Max by turning you into me and keeping him exposed to the tattoos power.  I'm going to make you into me - you are going to be Lexie.  Now drive to my house and I'll show you."

I obeyed, getting dressed and heading to Max's house.  He was still asleep in the spare room where Lexie made him sleep and she directed me to go to her room, the Master Bedroom.  Lexie giggled in my ear as I opened her drawers and began to remove her clothing.  'Mmmmh, just think of how good it will feel to be me.  The pleasure and power you are about to receive will make you feel so good.’

"Now feel my sluttiness enter you," giggled Lexie... "Your body is mine, become the slutty bitch you've always been destined to be!" 

I moaned as my chest suddenly swelled and my bones crackled.  Long hair tumbled out and my big dick receded to leave a tight wet slit. It felt amazing and I moaned in pleasure, a triumphant grin on my face as I became her.  In moments I looked like Lexie and I felt like a Goddess. My hands went to my tits, they felt so good as I stood and admired my new body in the mirror, I felt so wanton all of a sudden - so this was how it felt to be Lexie.

She made me get out two dildos and I groaned as I lay on the bed and slid the first into my pussy then the next into my ass. My pussy was so tight and rubbing my clit made me cum so hard.  I began to lust for big cock inside me... a hunger to take what I wanted. It felt so good, Lexie's body was built for sex and I couldn’t stop cumming as I moaned like a whore and gave her complete control of me. "Oooooh fuck, I love it!  YESSSS!"  Her evil personality was now affecting me, making me act like her.  She had groomed me well, I knew everyone of her peversions... I was the perfect copy of her - her body, soul and mind double.

'I knew you'd like it. You are going to be the other me whenever I need you to be. Now we’re going to go downstairs and have some fun. Put on my leather outfit and get the whip.’

It felt so good to put on Lexie’s clothes and to become her.  Her tight clothing made me feel like a slut and I liked it.  Like some evil predator I kicked open the door to the spare room and laughed cruelly as Max’s face fell as he saw me, and realised he wasn't free after all. 

I felt myself walk to him .. I was so horny and wet. Being an evil bitch felt so good and I was enslaved to Lexie's cruel desires."

"As you can see Max, I can now be in two places at once.  Your friend is just my puppet now and he likes what I have made him.  He is me in every-way and through him I can be here with you all the time.  Unfortunately though, that means I don't have his big cock anymore... but don't worry, before the other me left I made plans to ensure your humilation can continue. I found a new man to satisfy me... and he should be here any moment"

Suddenly there was the sound of someone entering the house and to my horror Max’s dad Charles walked in.  He was clearly enslaved to Lexie too, and now that meant of course he was enslaved to me.  "Mmmmh your Father is mine Max and now he is going to fuck me in front of you, the ultimate betrayal and humilation for you."

We kissed like old lovers and part of me thrilled as Charles slid my panties down and began to fuck me in front of his son.  His dick was large and he was still strong and virile for his age.  'Oooooohhh I’m such a bad girl’ I moaned wetly riding the wave of orgasm as I started to cum.  The look on Max’s face sent me over the edge - I knew it shouldn't, but I couldn't help it.  Damn - it felt so good to be Lexie.

As I bent over the bed and commanded Charles to slide his dick into my ass and keep fucking me, I reflected how totally enslaved I was to Lexie.  I didn't even want to turn back into me anymore - I was completely corrupted and I just wanted to be an evil slut and satisfy my new perverted body.  Her whispers were in my mind as she promised me all the bad things we would do together and the tattoo on my ass throbbed with power.  I was hers now forever and all time...

But still... there are worse fates than being a slut puppet…

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True Colours

Try as he might to convince his sister Melody that her fiancee Harvey was a good for nothing piece of shit who was definitely going to cheat on her - Callum wasn't getting anywhere.  He guessed he couldn't exactly blame her for wanting to believe her handsome beau was completely into her, but Callum had seen Harvey's type before and he knew that his sis was gonna get badly hurt.  It was only a matter of time before her lover slid his dick into a tighter, hotter, younger pussy and ditched Melody for his some home-wrecking little slut.  Callum wanted to stop that from happening, especially as time was running out with the wedding approaching, and so he tried to reveal Harvey's true colours every chance he got.

First he tried arguing with Melody, but it just pushed her further away and into Harvey's smug arms.  Then he hired a private detective to dig up dirt on the guy, but there was nothing.  Everything he tried ended in failure and with only a month to the wedding, he soon turned to more desperate measures.  The supernatural might not be an option for everyone, but thanks to his family inheritance - he had options not every normal person possessed.  He waited till everyone was out of the house and stole into his Mothers bedroom.  Rooting around in his great-grandmothers jewellery box that she had bequeathed his family before her death, he found the old tarnished ring she had once told him about and taking it to his bedroom, locked the door and carefully gave it a rub.

Immediately there was a heavy static discharge to the air and a shimmering insubstantial figure slowly formed.  The Djinn was formed of air and its shape seemed to flow and eddy as it hovered in front of Callum.

"Greeeetings Master. Looong have I waited to be summmmmmoned. Maaaaake your wish and I will grant it."

Callum gulped.  His Great-grandmothers warnings had been enough to put him off ever using this ring unless completely desperate.  She had explained how frightening the Djinn was and how malevolent it was - giving him such nightmares he had never wanted to use the ring till now.  Djinn's delighted in chaos, evil and the darker side of nature.  Any wish a person tried to make, it would try to twist and corrupt, and so in some ways the ring was almost useless.  But Callum couldn't let his sister make such a mistake as to marry Harvey... but how to word the wish correctly?  He didn't want the Djinn to hurt or kill Harvey, or worse - his sister might come to harm if he said the wrong thing.  He had to word this very carefully.

"Djinn... I want my sister to learn the truth about Harvey and see his true colours as the fickle cheat I know he must be.  I want some horny, manipulative, bitchy little bad girl to dig her claws into him instead and twist him round her little finger to make him hers.  I want Harvey to lose all interest in Melody and get stuck with some evil little slut that will use him just like he tried to use my sister. This I wish... this I command."

"Very well - your wish is mine to graaaaant!" hissed the unnatural creature with what sounded suspiciously like smugness in its voice.  Then quickly, before he could even process what was happening, the Djinn pointed a distorted arm at Callum and he gasped as he was picked up off his feet and thrown across the room to crash against the door.  Falling to the floor, he screamed and rolled in ecstasy and agony as a vortex of dark energy surged around him and his body began to tingle and throb with erotic fire.

Callum moaned as a surge of pleasure throbbed through him and his fingers itched.  Hot black gel-nails like he had seen the bitchy school girls hanging round the mall wearing, were extending from his fingers and he suddenly realised with horror what was happening.  The Djinn was making him into the slutty bad bitch he had wished for... it was transforming him into a girl and making him the bratty, vain and spoiled slut he had imagined in his head would best seduce Harvey.

"Noooooooooo," groaned Callum, as his bones cracked and his clothing shrunk.  He was becoming younger and his manly features were softening to become seductive and sexy.  A naughty, dumb look came over his face as his lips became soft and pink and his new 'come fuck-me' eyes flickered in pleasure.  His body tanned and his hand slid between his thighs as he felt his dick stiffen and yet somehow begin to shrink.  Soft blonde hair was extending from his scalp as the Djinn's power corrupted and transformed him, making him into a soft, giggling, seductive, little minx.

Callum's mind was awash with fire as he tried to resist.  Yet it was so hard and he was struggling to remember who he really was.  It was especially hard as a high pitched giggly voice was whispering such delicious things into his softening brain.  The more he listened, the more he wanted the things it was saying to be true... he stretched his transformed body and giggled as his chest began to itch and swell.  His titties were coming along really nicely now - noooo he had to fight this!  He tried to fight it mentally, but there was something wrong with his inner dialogue... everything was going wrong!

"Come on girl, get it together.  Don't forget who and what you really are.  You're Melody's slutty little sister... that's who you are. You're a delicious, spoiled, princess and your life is pretty, pink and perfect.   It's also fucking slutty, mmmmmh, just think of all those hot boys you've fucked and all those big dicks you've sucked, mmmmh and you're only eighteen years old.  You love being a slut remember? You live for big dick and when you look this good, you can have as much of it as you want.  You're a shallow bitch, but that's okay - it feels good to be shallow, hot and bad.  Being popular is better than being deep any day, and that's how you got through school - sucking dick and looking prettier than anyone else. Is it all coming back now sweetie?  Cal... Calli... Kali? My name is Kali?  Ohhh fuck yeah, like my name is totally Kali!  Hahahahaha, I remember it all now.  I love being me, I'm like sooooo totally hot and get everything I want!  Shit, I was a boy a few moments ago, but this feels soooo much better."

As Callum's mind transformed to become fully female, Kali groaned as her bedroom transformed around her too and her useless boy clothes were replaced by sexy outfits, makeup and everything she needed to live her bougie rich life-style.  The Djinn looked on in satisfaction at the moaning, writhing slut in front of it.  She was every inch that naughty bad girl that Callum had wanted - a souless slut who only cared about herself and would have no trouble seducing Harvey.  The Djinn faded from view as it planted the knowledge Kali would need to make the next part of this wish work correctly.  Now it would watch as the wish unfolded and guide if needed...

Picking herself up from her orgasmic transformation, Kali looked around her room and shrugged.  The Djinn was gone and everything had changed, yet it seemed familiar.  The new super bitch could vaguely remember she had once been a boy called Callum, but that didn't seem important anymore.  She had wished for something from the Djinn, but she couldn't remember and to her irritation, the ring had gone!  Had the Djinn taken it away so she couldn't wish it back again?  Nevermind - she had a whole new set of memories and a life to live now and top of her list was getting her hands on her sisters hot fiancee Harvey.

What were her reasons?  Well - Melody was such a boring prude, but listening to that stud Harvey fuck her ugly sister night after night had got Kali really turned on.  She wanted a piece of the action and her tight eighteen year old pussy was ready to get some big cheating dick in it.  Besides, Melody had pissed her off and Kali was such a bitch that she had decided the best way to get her own back was to fuck Harvey.

Going to the dresser, Kali put on her favourite red bodysuit lingerie and admiring how hot it made her look, she checked her hair and makeup and went to her sisters bedroom.  Melody was such a dumb-ass, her password was actually "Harvey" and with access to her sisters computer and all her social media accounts, Kali sent Harvey a message telling him to get to her house for a booty call.

Lying on her sisters bed, Kali waited - her naughty little pussy dripping wet as she imagined all the things Harvey was going to do to her young willing body.  Soon enough there was a sound of a key in the lock downstairs and the tread of foot-prints as Harvey came upstairs.  He was obviously expecting Melody, so to find the hot little blonde slut waiting for him took him completely by surprise.

"Fuck - Kali... what the hell are you doing?  Did you send that message from Melody's computer?  What are you up to?"

"I'm bored Harvey," giggled Kali.  "I want someone to play with me and I've seen how you look at me.  My sister will never know.  I've heard you both fucking in here, I wanna know how it feels.  I want you to put that big dick inside me instead of her... I promise you won't regret it."

Harvey hesitated... he really did love Melody, but this was a chance to fuck his twenty-two year old girlfriends super hot eighteen year old sister.  His dick was already hard and the thought of fucking Kali was looking pretty attractive.  Yet still he hesitated.

"Come on... at least show me how big it is.  My sister is always moaning about how big it is when you fuck her, I've heard it soooo many times, I wanna see."

Whipping out his cock, Harvey grinned in pleasure as Kali's mouth fell open in cock shock.  This was exactly what she had been hoping for... a nice, fat juicy dick and now it was in front of her, there was no way she was letting Harvey leave without her at least sucking it.

"Shit Kali, your sister will kill me if she finds out I showed you this."

"Well... if you don't let me suck it, I'll tell her you did show it to me - so you may as well let me suck it," giggled Kali as she advanced and his resistance falling away, Harvey allowed the hot blonde babe to slide her pink lips around his dick and start sucking.

It didn't take long for sucking to turn to fucking and Harvey was soon moaning in pleasure as he slid his big cock into Kali's tight little pussy and began to pound her. It was so tight, his big dick filled it up perfectly and every thrust was pure pleasure in that warm, tight, snatch... milking him and making him want to cum too quickly.  He gained self-control... mmmmh cheating on Melody felt great and Kali was such a hot little freak, he didn't want to cum too quick in this little bitch...

Meanwhile the Djinn, still monitoring the situation, watched on in amusement as Kali moaned like a slut and begged Harvey to fuck her deeper.  "Oh yeah baby, fuck me with that big cock... use me like a little slut, oooooh I love it."  She was totally lost in the moment, and looked like a porn starlet as she got used.  She was every inch the evil little bitch Callum had wished to be...

The Djinn idly wondered what Callum would think to know how his plan was proceeding.  It decided to find out...

Moaning wetly as Harvey fucked her, Kali was nearly ready to orgasm... then suddenly with a rush of lucidity the Djinn allowed Callum to return, and she remembered who she really was.

"Ohhhh shit - it's Harvey and he's... ohhhh fuck, I'm fucking my sisters fiancee!  No NOOO This can't be happening, but it is and ahhhhh, it feels really good.  Mmmmh, oh fuck, I never felt anything so good as this before.  I'll make him stop... in... ahhh just a minute, I'm ooooh so close to cumming..."

On the verge of the best orgasm he had ever felt Callum didn't stop fucking Harvey.  That big cock felt so good in his tight little body and the memory of how it had felt to be Kali remained, teasing him on.  His head lolling back he moaned hotly and bent his legs back so that Harvey could really pound him.  Being a little slut sure felt good.

"OHHH FUCK I'm CUMMMMMING!  Oooooh, don't stop... mmmmmh, I want more... fuck this is amazing!"

The Djinn smiled - or at least as close to smiling as an evil supernatural entity can manage... it seemed Callum liked being a horny little slut.  Restoring his full Kali personality, it turned to face the door to the house where the final act of this little drama was being played out.  As part of Callum's wish it was obviously necessary for Melody to learn the truth about Harvey, and so it had used its power to bring her home early on an errand.  Melody had been to the store to get some food and had decided to drop it off home first.

Walking in and hearing the wet moans, screams and pants, she had suspiciously made her way upstairs.  Her heart pounding she burst into her room to see her fiancee fucking her little sister in her bed and her world turned to fire, rage and despair.

"You bastard!" she screamed as she pulled out the first thing to hand - a bagel from her shopping bag.  Hurling it at her former fiancee as he urgently pulled out of the giggling Kali and swearing pulled on his pants, she began to hurl more objects at him and chase him round the room as a torrent of abuse ran from her lips.

Watching in amusement, Kali smirked as Melody chased Harvey out of the house.  "Whoops, guess they aren't getting married anymore.  Too bad, mmmmmh that was a good fuck.  Shame we got busted, or we could have fucked more before she realised.  I'll just have to be more careful with all her future boyfriends.  Now I better wash up and hit the mall, I have sooooo much stuff to do!"

The Djinn radiated satisfaction as it watched the spoiled, bitch leave to get freshened up.  It was funny - Callum probably hadn't imagined he would end up as a naughty bad girl, but by doing so, the Djinn had met its obligation and the wish was complete.  Best of all was the thought of all the chaos and bad deeds Kali would bring to the world - the Djinn had done good (or bad) work this day.

Like the patient predator it was, the Djinn would now return to the ring which would of course find its way to some new innocent victim.  Then...  it was only a matter of time before a wish was made and the Djinn could twist it to unleash corruption and evil upon the world.

After all - unlike these foolish humans - it was never afraid to show it's true colours.

THE END

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Corrupted Crystal

Krista had always wanted to work in a museum and help educate others.  She'd studied ancient history and archaeology at university and studiously developed the deep understanding required in her role as a museum curator.  Through years of hard work, she had risen to become the chief curator of the museum and she hadn't allowed anything to get in the way of her ambition. Even the birth of her son Alex had hardly slowed her down and she was glad to feel so well supported by her loving husband Jack in all that she did.

A thin and austere woman, Krista preferred to dress down her femininity and she was rather prim and proper, seeing self-discipline and self-control as the ultimate virtues.  She was a workaholic who never took days off and always put her job first.  Thus, ironically - it was her devotion to her work that first exposed her to the Karmic Crystal and changed her life forever.

That evening, the rest of the museum staff, except the night guard had gone - but Krista often stayed late in order to finish cataloguing items.  A new shipment of items had arrived earlier that day, and she was busy sorting them for appropriate exhibition.  The most precious and exciting item was one of the rare Karmic Crystals retrieved from a temple deep in the darkest depths of the Amazon Rainforest.  

The crystal was a huge diamond shaped block of some mysterious clear mineral.  At first it looked like an actual diamond - but studies had been inconclusive as to the exact composition of the material - other than it was extremely hard wearing... nigh indestructible in fact.  Such crystals were rare, but those that did exist were held as sacred items by some of the yet un-contacted tribes of the Amazon.

Legend held that such crystals were fashioned by a tribes shaman to help guide a tribe in choosing the right path for their people.  A powerful mystical energy field would be generated by the crystal that would reward good behaviour and punish the bad.  Tribesmen who helped others, did the right thing and protected their family would have longer life and increased strength and stamina.  Those who performed ignoble deeds would instead be blighted and cursed.  It was an interesting concept and Krista wondered how effective it was in modifying the behaviour of the tribe.

Unfortunately, this crystal had been recovered during the time of the Conquistadors and the tribe had been unfairly and cruelly wiped out by those genocidal invaders.  Despite its incredibly tough surface - a hairline crack had somehow been caused in the crystal, perhaps by the psychic shock of that cruel act and ever since the crystal had been a strange inert curiosity passed from museum to museum.

Of course what Krista and none of the other curators could have ever known was that since it cracked, the crystal had been subtly changing.  The goodness and purity it had once possessed had slowly drained out, and instead the crystal had slowly regenerated and repaired itself... the crack healing till it was all but gone.  Now the crystal hungered for souls - it had become a dark and twisted mockery of its former self.  Mindlessly, it ached to see lustful, wicked, selfish and immoral acts performed and the once virtuous energy it exuded had become dark and corrupting.  Those that gave themselves to it would feed its power and as its new tribe grew, the darkness would spread... deliciously so...

So it was that as Krista held the Karmic Crystal and admired it, she felt it tingle strangely in her palm.  It almost felt like the Crystal was responding to her touch, sending tiny throbs of energy down into her body.  It felt good... really good and it awakened unusual desires in her usually prudish body. Her thoughts suddenly turned almost unbidden to the night-guard James.  He was young, nearly half her age... and boy was he fit.  Strong and muscular, he aroused in Krista feelings of lust she usually kept repressed.  Feelings of sexual want and desire filled her mind and made her nipples suddenly ache.  Mmmmmmh, imagine if she could fuck him... it would feel so good to get bent over by a horny young stud and fucked deep with his big cock.  They were the only two here and James could wipe the cameras later. It would be so wrong... but the fact she was a married woman and his boss, would only make it even hotter as together they copulated like animals here in the museum.

Suddenly Krista wanted to cheat on her husband and ride James more than she had ever wanted anything in her life. But what would a hunky stud like James want with a dusty old curator like her?  It was a pity she wasn't more sensual and seductive... then she could tempt him into sin.  Otherwise this was all just harmless fantasy.

The throbs from the crystal seemed stronger now, like it was feeding on her dirty thoughts and unleashed desires to become more powerful.  Holding up the crystal, Krista moaned as whatever energy it was emitting became more pervasive and she felt it begin to corrupt her. Inflamed by lust and by curiosity, the woman accepted the wonderful darkness she felt dripping into her soul.  Opening up her mind, she allowed her darkest, naughtiest thoughts to run free and feed the crystal - making it more powerful and forming a link between the two of them that gave her sudden insight into its power.

"Ohhhhh yes, the crystal... really is magical.  It's unleashing my evil side and it feels... oooooh so good.  Yessss, I'm sick of being a dry old goody-goody... make me into a bitch and lets have some fun!"

Krista moaned in demonic pleasure as her thin unattractive body began to swell and grow.  The sensual curves she had always denied herself were now forming as her tiny breasts expanded in size and burst outwards to give her massive slutty tits.  Her tight sensible clothes ripped to accommodate her wide hips and curvy new physique as she giggled and touched herself in obvious delight.  Her lips became soft and full as she became a wanton slut with a body made for pleasure and her clothing melted and reformed into a tight black cat-suit that left no part of her new form to the imagination.  Krista's mind was warped and corrupted by the crystal even as her body transformed.  The once self-disciplined workaholic was becoming a horny, bad, bitch who lived only for her own selfish desires and with a wanton lust for power, sex and money that would only grow stronger with each sexual conquest and immoral act.

"Hello boys... ohhhh yesssss, mmmmmmh, come to Momma," groaned the now self-obsessed nymphomaniac slut as she touched herself and revelled in her corruption.  "That frigid bitch Krista is deal... I'm Krystal now and I LOVE IT!"

Krystal laughed, her pussy dripping wet as she stretched and admired herself in a nearby mirror.  She felt so wicked and powerful, but she knew that this wonderful effect would only last so long.  Her karmic crystal needed to be fed with wicked deeds and thoughts or eventually the effects would wear off and she might go back to normal.

Picking up the crystal, she stroked it lovingly and purred like a bitch as she thought of all the naughty things she was going to do with it.  "Don't worry my lovely, I'll make you more powerful so you can make me more evil too. I'll feed you all manner of souls and help you corrupt others.  Our tribe of sluts and bitches will grow - though I will always be your High Priestess of course.  Give me the most of your power and I will serve you faithfully.  Let me control and use the others as I see fit and I will help you dominate all."

The crystal was by most understandings of the term - mindless, but on some basic level it understood how best to serve its needs by having a primary host... someone to act as its avatar and spread the corruption.  A powerful psychic link was now formed between the former curator and the crystal... they were one and the same and she would have power over all others it corrupted.  She moaned as she felt her mind and the crystal merge to be closer and she felt its power within her.  She was both High Priestess and Goddess now of her own black new religion, and she and her crystal were the objects of worship that all others would succumb to.

Her wicked pact made, Krystal knew if she didn't deliver souls - the crystal would eventually abandon her.  If she truly wished to be the High Priestess, it was time to fulfil the fantasy that had allowed her to become Krystal and feed the hunger for power and sex that yawned within her.  Innocent young James was still on his rounds and he would be easy prey for the new slutty predator.  Soon his big fat cock would be buried deep inside her, every corrupt cheating thrust feeding the evil that sustained her and making her more wicked.  She would dominate his soul and make him the first of her new congregation of worshipers.  She couldn't wait to make him into a bad bad boy...

Indeed - James would soon prove only too eager to fuck the corrupted Krystal who emerged from the shadows to tempt him with her new luxurious body.  He had never been with a woman like her before and he eagerly gave himself to his new Mistress, selling his soul to her and her magical crystal in return for the chance to worship her depraved body and drive his cock deep into her impossibly tight ass.  

"Yes, YES... fuck me deeper, give yourself to me," laughed Krystal as James fucked her deep in her behind... somewhere she had never let anyone else ever stick their dick before.  The sensation of a cock deep in her ass was wonderful and the new Krystal had no intention of denying herself pleasure such as this any longer - being ass-fucked felt soooo good and from now on she wanted all her holes to be used for sex like this as often as possible.

"Mmmmh, cum inside my ass, give it to me... yessssss,"

As he orgasmed - James' reward for participating in this depraved ceremony was to have all the good sucked out of him and his dick enlarged to better please his new High Priestess.  He became a vain, selfish and cruel man who could now only be controlled by Krystal - the first of her devoted followers.

Rolling over and spreading her legs to show her glistening pussy, Krystal giggled as his cum dripped out of her ass and she smiled up at James.  "Take me again - fuck me and know the pleasure I can bring you, there are so many ways to please you..."

James was only too eager to dive back inside Krystal and she moaned and panted as he fucked her like a porn-star and made her cum time and time again.  They fucked for hours, till finally James could take no more and was on the verge of exhaustion.

"Mmmmmh, it feels good to become bad doesn't it?" giggled Krystal as James finally pulled out of her for the final time and the rampant fucking came to an end.  "Now lets get cleaned up and then get out of here before your colleagues in the day shift arrive.  We'll go to my house and see what fun we can have with my son and husband... I can't wait to introduce them to the power of the crystal."

It seemed like Krystal's wicked plans were only just beginning...

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