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...