Darke Magic

Callum had a huge crush on Alison Darke, the emo girl from his class at school - so when she invited him home after school one night, he couldn't refuse.   There was something so intense and sexual about Alison that made her incredibly attractive.  She was a naughty alternative girl who seemed to relish being weird and mysterious. From her sexy blue hair, to her sleeve of tattoos, she was always getting in trouble with the authorities.  Alison didn't give a shit what anyone thought about her and she seemed to enjoy getting in trouble or pissing people off.  Whether it was getting caught smoking dope at the back of the school, or the rumour that she'd headbutted the head cheerleader in the locker rooms and been expelled for a week, she had a reputation as a someone it was best not to mess with.

That was just the sort of thing that made her attractive though and she had led Callum on mirthlessly, planting in his mind all sorts of naughty ideas of what they'd do together.  When she'd passed him a note in class the other day asking him to come round, he'd nearly lost his mind.  Now here they were at her house on the edge of town... a decent property in a nice neighbourhood.  Clearing his throat nervously, Callum knocked on the door and felt his heart quicken as Alison opened the door and smiled at him.

"Hi Cal.  Come on in and make yourself at home.  We're all alone right now, my Dad is out, he'll be back in a bit," she grinned as she let Callum inside and began showing him around.

"What about your Mom?"

"Oh shit, you don't know?  Well my Mom died when I was really little, so it's just been me and my Dad ever since."

"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that," grunted Callum uncomfortably.

"It's okay - I barely remember her.  My Dad's tried dating other women since, but they are all so fucking vanilla.  If I have to have a step-mom, I would want someone like me.  A nasty bitch who would take charge round here.  I'll be off to college soon and I worry about my Dad on his own."

"Hey you're not a bitch," gallantly muttered Callum, flushing as she looked at him intensely. 

"Oh that's sweet Callum, but I am a bitch and I fucking love it.  Don't worry, I don't mean it in a bad way. Being a bitch is so fucking hot, I do what I want, when I want.  I learned a long time ago that being sassy and acting hot gives a woman a lot of power.  I kinda like it."

Wandering over to the coffee table, Alison picked up a black book and began idly flicking through the pages.

"So Callum... you're a virgin right?  About the only one left in our class?"

"Oh, ummm, yeah I guess," stammered Callum going red.

"Excellent," grinned Alison. "The spell will only work if you are.  Then getting fucked will seal it forever..."

"What are you talking about?" 

"Oh Callum. I'm really sorry about this, but I have zero interest in you.  You probably think I brought you over here to have sex, but I'm only interested in you because you are a weak little virgin who is completely susceptible to my magic."

Holding out her hand towards him, Alison grinned.  "Imobilizio!"

Callum gasped as the air around him seemed to harden and he suddenly found he couldn't move a muscle.  He was completely trapped.

"Oh... did I forget to mention?  I'm a bitch AND a witch!  Don't worry though Callum, you're gonna love being part of my family.  You see, I need to find the right woman for my Daddy, and I decided to save time, I'd just make one.  My magic is gonna let me transform you into the perfect Step-Mom."

Alison wiggled her fingers at him and grinned as she read something from her book in a weird tone.  "Transformio corrupto bitchifico!"

Callum moaned as his body suddenly tingled and ached every inch of him began burning.  "Nooooo, what's happening to me?"

"Don't fight it Callum.  I'm going to warp and twist you into a horny slutty bitch.  Your weak male body is gonna transform and alter as you become a bad girl with a lust for cock... my Daddy's cock in particular.  Soon you'll be my bad-ass Step-Mom.  I can't wait!"

"Nooooooooooo," screamed Callum, but it was far too late as Alison's powerful magic began to alter and transform his body and mind to her liking.

Callum rapidly aged and his skinny teenage body began to swell up at the hips and chest, giving him hot killer curves any MILF would die for.  His short blonde hair darkened at the roots and fell down his head in a raven cascade, whilst his angular features softened and became more feminine.  Callum's knee length black shorts tightened and shrunk, becoming a skin tight pair of booty shorts in which a firm pair of soft female buttocks were pushing out, ripe to be squeezed.  He moaned in ecstasy as his dick retracted and gave him a hungry pussy, desperate to be crammed full of hard cock.

"Yesssss," hissed Callum, his voice becoming that of a mature, hot woman as a pair of impressively large round breasts pushed out of his chest and his t-shirt shrunk to fit his new boobies and show off his tanned skin.

Alison watched in delight, horny at her own power as the former nerd grew hotter and hotter - a sleeve of tattoos just like hers spreading down Callum's arm and other naughty tattoos appearing on his face.  Alison giggled as the word 'Slut' appeared on Callum's upper thigh and she watched thigh high stockings spread up his legs.  This was all so fucking cool!

"Mmmmh, I feel so alive," groaned Callum in ecstasy as the immobilisation spell faded and he grabbed his big new tits in both hands and squeezed.  "Oh fuck, I feel like such a bitch."

"That's because you are a bitch now.  My bitchy step-mom Katrina.  Now one last thing to make you and everyone else to forget all about the boring old you."

"Realitario feminaro transformio" giggled Alison reading the final phrase of her spell and watching in satisfaction as a ripple of energy pulsed through the room and spread out, altering reality and changing it so that only she would ever remember the original Callum and what had happened here today.  Placing the book of spells down on the coffee table she stood back to admire her work.  Yes... this woman was perfect.  What a creation!

Feeling horny and hot, Katrina had peeled off her top and was playing with her tits, uncaring of her step-daughter standing nearby.  She was a bad bitch now and enjoyed exhibitionism of all kinds.  She was a weed smoking, dick sucking, hard-drinking, bad-bitch... just like her step-daughter.  She couldn't wait for her husband to get home and give her a good dicking.

"Well Mommy - Daddy will be home soon.  I'll leave you to it," giggled Alison walking away to leave Katrina to get ready for her father to arrive.  Once her new Mommy got fucked, the spell would lock in forever and Alison would finally have the ideal parents she had always wanted. 

She waited a while in her room, then hearing moans and groans downstairs peeked down to check everything was working as she had planned.  As expected, Katrina was riding her Dad's dick so good, bouncing her tight pussy up and down on his cock as he played with her boobs.  They were the perfect couple now and hearing the wet slaps of cock in pussy was so hot.

As Katrina rode her husband like a champ, already wet at the thought of all the cum that he was about to pump into her - her eyes fell on a strange black book on the coffee table.  Funny... it must be one of Alison's. That little bitch was always leaving her stuff lying around.  She'd have to move it later - though it would be interesting to flick through and see what it was about.  She wondered if it would have anything in it about how to control and deal with a rebellious teenage daughter... unlikely, though it would be cool if it did!

Alison had no idea yet - but once Katrina realised what was in the book - Wicked Step-Mommy was going to be showing the little bitch a taste of her own medicine and then some!

THE END