A lot can change in a week

A little re-write of a very popular story I wrote. M2F corruption and bitchification. Unusually written in the second person! Enjoy...

Everyone told you University would be the best time of your life. You couldn't wait to get away from your boring home town and finally escape the bitchy cliques at school and the small minded people that were constantly trying to put you down. University would be different, it would be better - merit and intelligence would be rewarded!  Or so you thought.

The reality was that University was as riddled with cliques and power struggles as any school and upon arriving you had realised it was just the same old bullshit. Thanks to the sororities and fraternal houses there were plenty of preening show-offs and hot girls eager to put you down.

Within days - all the girls in your dorm had joined the Gamma-Pi sorority and the pressure for you to join them too was intense. You nearly gave in... but then you met someone who gave you the strength and confidence to resist.

If it hadn't been for Calvin, you probably would have succumbed to the other girls, but luckily you started chatting at the library one day and from then on, you were inseparable. You hit it off straight away with the cute Computer Science student and within weeks you were dating - Calvin and you deeply in love.

It was Calvin that convinced you to do something about the Gamma-Pi's. You had told him about the way all the girls in your dorm seemed to have changed after joining and he persuaded you to investigate.

There was Charlotte - who now went by Lottie. She had been a shy little thing in Freshers week, but now was a loud and outgoing party girl, who was constantly bringing guys back to the dorm to bang.

Then there was Ellen, now called Ellie - who had first told you she was a vegan who liked doing charity work. She was now a spoiled bitch who spent all her time shopping and bunking off lectures - dressing like some basic bitch and flirting with guys.

In one way or another, every girl that joined the sorority, changed mentally and physically. Universally they all went from nice, normal, girls into mean spoiled bitches. Something was wrong. 

Aftet weeks of investigating, you learned the horrific truth. The sorority had been conducting illegal chemical experiments on their pledges, pumping them full of breast and beauty enhancing drugs that turned once normal girls into slutty supermodel bitches. Along with mental reprogramming, they had transformed every member into a beautiful and evil party slut as part of their plan to create a sorority of cruel and perfect young women. According to the files and emails Calvin managed to get hold of- they had wanted to turn you into one of them too, but had been frustrated by your unexpected resistance. Now though you could fight back further as Calvin had managed to get all the evidence you needed to prove what they were up to downloaded to his computer.

Calvin and you both agreed you would take the evidence to the University authorities tomorrow.  You spent the night with him in his dorm room and it seemed as you fell asleep that everything was going to be okay. As you both found yourselves feeling unusually drowsy you reflected that the pizza you'd shared had tasted good, but the delivery girl had seemed familiar... had that been Lottie?

You only realised something was wrong when you woke up the next morning to find yourself in the basement of the Gamma Pi sorority. Woozy headed you tried to move, but you had been chained and handcuffed to a chair. The girls must have drugged you both last night with that pizza and moved you to the sorority house whilst you were unconscious.

Opposite you, placed so you could watch was Calvin. He was handcuffed too, but he also had tubes and wires connected to his body and gurgling pink fluid was slowly being administered to his body. Electrodes at his temples crackled as a bitchy female voice behind you laughed.

“We have never used our drugs on a boy before, but we are confident the effects will be the same. It will take about a week for your boyfriend to become one of us. Just in time for him to vanish and delete the evidence. Without him, you have no case against us and we win. You’re here because we want you to watch as he becomes the sexy bitch you could have been…”

Calvin groaned and looked at your with determination in his eyes, “Don’t worry babe, I can resist - someone will find us, it will be okay. I love you.”

“Oh ‘Chloe’, don’t be so naive.  Soon you’ll be a hot, sorority girl and you won’t give a shit about this worthless bitch.  We’ll get you sorted with a hot guy and you’ll love wearing Prada, makeup and high heels. We’ve given you twice the normal dose to make sure you end up super feminine, I can’t wait to see what happens!”

Calvin moaned as the electrodes at his head sparked, generating pleasure when he thought of female, slutty things and administering pain when he tried to resist. “Never!  I’ll uuuuhhhh never become one of you…”  The girl just laughed and you felt your heart sink.  You had seen how they had corrupted the other girls, but maybe there was hope? Calvin was a boy and surely someone would come looking for you both?

Calvin tried so hard not to become Chloe, but in the end it was impossible for him to resist.  You had to watch day after day as your once loving boyfriend was moulded and corrupted by the sorority girls around you.  They had perfected their techniques and Calvin was no match for them as they moulded his body to a shape that pleased them 

First his body hair was removed and as the electrodes and drugs took full effect his strong male muscle wasted away, being replaced by toned female abs and the light musculature of a cheerleader. Calvin actually became smaller and more petite, curves developing in all the right places as the chemicals caused his body to restructure and consume itself for the great changes about to happen.

Accelerants in the drugs caused his head hair to grow unnaturally fast, and it took on a rich glossy shine as it became a warm, sexy, black.  His face became softer and rounded and after the girls applied a special drug laced beauty mask; it became the face of a sexy stranger.  Soft pouty lips now curved into a perpetual perky smile to reveal polished white teeth and you couldn’t believe how gorgeous and hot Calvin looked.

As the physical changes progressed apace, so did the mental. Despite his best efforts, Calvin's very brain patterns were being reshaped into those of a slut. It was so easy to fall into the way of thinking the girls wanted, such as talking in a high pitched slutty twang and using words like ‘like’ all the time. 

Goggles were placed over his eyes and he was forced to watch makeup tutorials, dating advice and trashy celeb shows almost permanently - retention drugs and electrodes making him addicted to all three.

Being Chloe felt good and the more Calvin accepted his new identity, the more pleasure the girls allowed. As his body changed, Calvin began to become excited by what was happening to him.  He was becoming hot, sexy and powerful. Why should he resist?

Soon the breast enhancement drugs were at work and you watched as hour by hour your boyfriend developed a rack you could only be jealous of.  He had soon surpassed your B Cup chest and you goggled at the busty beauty opposite you, now completely unrecognizable as your once innocent boyfriend. His ass swelled up too and every curve became perfect. The sorority weren't taking any chances - they were ultra feminising Calvin... making him even girlier and hotter than their usual members. 

And it was working. You felt a twinge of jealousy as you watched the smirking slut in front of you playing with her sex-toy body and revelling in her sluttiness as she eagerly begged the girls to pump her full of more drugs and corrupt her brain to the max.

"More... OMG I want MORE!" she howled in glee as her tits kept getting bigger and bigger and she completely ignored you in her self obsessed desire.

You passed out from the sheer horror and shock of it all and when you awoke you were alone in the basement and you were free. 

At first it felt like a trick, and staggering out of the sorority house, you ran to Calvin's dorm expecting to be stopped... but no one was around, and you were allowed to walk free.

You got there to find the room empty and all Calvin's clothes and things were missing. A neighbour  told you he had dropped unexpectedly out of university and gone missing. Back at your dorm you found all the backup evidence was gone. Hot tears dripped down your cheeks. The sorority had beaten you.  

That night you made your way to the bars and clubs you knew the Sorority liked to frequent.  You had to find Calvin and do something about all this madness.  You had to know he was okay.

That’s when you saw her.  Chloe was in the bar with the other sluts. Her big tits were barely contained in her green top and she smiled that infuriating slutty grin at you, her pretty white teeth flashing as all the boys in the room circled around her, wanting her so bad. 

You ran over hoping to see a glimmer of your loving boyfriend still inside. Perhaps the conditioning the sorority had put him through could be reversed?

“Like, do I know you bitch?” she grinned as you approached.  “Oh yeah, you’re that useless slut that refused to join our Sorority. Now do you mind? There are hot boys all over and you’re putting them off you drab little bitch.”

Calvin was dead and now Chloe was one of the girls.  You watched as she began to kiss and makeout with some dumb jock, his hands already on her perfect ass as she moaned and moved into him, grinding her pussy against his crotch through her tight black pants.  She was gonna get fucked good tonight.

Your hopes were crushed and you would never get Calvin back. The conditioning had made him into a completely evil sorority slut. Chloe clearly loved being a bad girl and she was too powerful to be displaced. 

Strange to think only a week before you had both been so happy, but then it was true what they said, a lot reallg could change in a week…

THE END

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Inheirent Corruption

This is a reissue of an old story I did - mainly because Corrupted Caps wanted to read it again!  The model is the amazing Natasha Nice.  This is a possession/corruption story featuring M2M and F2F. It contains incest themes.

As they watched the coffins being lowered into the ground, neither Mitch nor his sister Joanna felt anything but relief as their wicked and cruel parents were put into the ground.  The evil duo had recently died in a car-crash and although both children still felt the shock of the suddenness, neither would mourn their loss.

Their father Richard had been a rich and powerful business man.  He had loved to control everyone around him and had treated Joanna and Mitch like puppets, trying to force them down the route he felt was best for them.  He was cruel, arrogant and dominant - both physically and mentally strong enough to make others do as he commanded.  He despised Mitch for being a weak and sensitive young man, thinking him pathetic and unworthy of the family name.  He constantly bullied and belittled his son, telling him that he would never be as good as he was. 

As for Joanna, right up to the moment of his death he had shown no interest or time for his daughter - she was nothing to him but a nuisance. He simply didn't care about her, other than being irritated that she refused to conform to the stereotype of the spoiled rich girl he would have preferred for her.  He wanted her to be more like her Mother.

But Joanne didn't want to be anything like Natasha.  Their Mother had been an evil and incredibly hot slutty bitch who loved being Richard’s trophy wife.  She was a nymphomaniac who had loved to constantly fuck her husband, dress like a complete slut and be pampered with wealth and power.  All she cared about was herself, encouraging her husband to be even crueller and more dominant for her own twisted amusement.  She had nothing but contempt for her daughter, who had not inherited her Mothers looks or big tits.  Natasha loved to mock and tease her daughters lack of femininity and thought her son was a pussy who would never amount to anything.

Both Joanne and Mitch had grown up in this unloving and hateful environment.  Luckily they had each other and somehow had managed to survive child hood.  They had nothing to look forward to, only further years of bullying from their depraved parents - but then everything had changed.  They had died.

No one knew exactly what had caused the crash, though it seemed likely that the blowjob Natasha had been giving her husband as he did over a hundred in his car may have been a contributing factor.  He had come off the road and hit a tree, killing them both instantly.

Neither of the children particularly felt bad about their loss.  They went through the motions of course and they certainly weren’t going to turn down their parents rich fortune, but in order to claim the money, both parents had stipulated a strange request in the will.  In order to get their inheritance, both Joanne and Mitch had to spend the evening in their parents bedroom, sleep in the bed together - and dress in their parents clothes.  They had no idea why, but they had no choice but to obey.

That night the two siblings entered the room and looked around.  It was strange to be in their dead-parents private room and neither of them felt entirely comfortable.  Joanne hesitantly opened her Mothers clothes drawers.  It was full of sexy lingerie and hot night clothes.  She selected a pink and black baby-doll, her mothers favourite strappy black heels and went first into the adjoining bathroom to change.  

In the bathroom she took off her own comfortable sweater and jeans and looked at the clingy baby-doll.  She would never wear something like this usually - she hated it so much.  Her boobs were too small for the cups and it was so… nasty and slutty.

Shivering at the thought her mother had once worn this, she reluctantly slid it onto her body.  It fit better than she had expected and walking to the mirror she picked up her Mother’s makeup and began to apply it.  As she did so, she seemed to hear her Mothers voice.  At first she thought it was just in her mind, but then with growing horror she realised it really was her Mother talking to her!

Mmmmmh, you look good Joanne.  Put more of my makeup on - make yourself all slutty and hot. You love how my baby-doll feels don’t you?  So good on your skinny young body.  You used to be so jealous of Mommy… but now you can be Mommy. Let Mommy make you better, it’s your chance to become a bitch and have everything you ever wanted.  I know you’ve always secretly wanted to be like me… a hot body, a perfect life.  Would you like to know how it feels to have Mommy’s tits?  So big and slutty, making men into your toys.  You need big tits you little slut… say it.

Joanne whimpered and moaned as her breasts suddenly ached and they began to swell up.  “Ohhhh fuck, my tits… ohhhhh they feel so good. Yessss, give me big tits… I WANT big tits.”

Good girl - take what you want.  Become a horny bitch who always gets what she wants.  

“Yes Mommy, I want to be like you - make me sluttier,” groaned Joanne as she became sexier and hotter by the moment.

Yesssss, I’ll make you into such a little slut, just let me in Joanne.  Let Mommy corrupt you…

Joanne giggled as the cups of her babydoll filled completely up and she felt wonderfully bitchy all of a sudden.  She jiggled her new tits and purred.  It felt good.  In the mirror her features were blurring… her hair darkening.  She was getting prettier - in fact she looked a bit like Natasha now.  Picking up her Mothers wedding ring, she slid it onto her finger and admired it.  Yessss… it looked right there.  It felt good to be like Mommy, she wanted more.

If you want to be even more like Mommy, then go into the bedroom and look in my top drawer.  Use what you find there.  Use it in front of your weak and pathetic brother.  Make him your slave and then do as I tell you.  Always do what Mommy tells you.

Joanne opened the door to the bedroom and Mitch gasped as his transformed sister strutted out.

“No Joanne!  Wh… what happened to you?  You look… you look like her!”

Lying on the bed, Joanne giggled and gave her brother a full view of her new body.  “What’s the matter Mitch, don’t like the new me?  Ohhhh fuck, it feels so good to be a slut like our Mom used to be.  I never realised it before, but I actually always wanted to be like her.  There was never room for two sluts whilst she was alive- but now she’s out of the way I can take her place - I can become the new Natasha.”

Reaching into her Mothers top drawer, Joanne cackled in glee as she found a hot pink rabbit vibrator.

“Ohhh fuck, it’s going to feel so good to use this.  Just think little brother, this once went deep into our Mom’s pussy - but now it’s going into mine.  I’m going to know how it feels to be a bitch, I’m the one who is going to cum all over her sheets.  I’m the Mommy now.”

Mitch whimpered as Natasha ripped off the babydoll to reveal her slutty body.  All her body hair was gone and her tight wet pussy glistened as she licked her Moms vibrator like a girl possessed.

Yessss you little slut. Put it inside you… become the bitch you were born to be.  Cum and cum and cum and each time you do, feel your mind melt.  Feel yourself get more like Mommy.

Mitch was horrified, not least because his cock was rock hard.  His innocent sister was transforming before his eyes.  As she slid the dildo into her tight cunt with a wet slurp, her eyes rolled up into her head and when they came back down again they had changed colour slightly… they looked just like his Mothers.

“Oooooh fuck, it feels so good.  I used to hear Mommy moaning and screaming in here, now I know why.” Putting the vibrator onto maximum, Joanne whimpered and moaned as her pussy dripped and the vibrator stimulated both her pussy and her clit.  “YESSSSS I want to be like MOMMY! MAKE ME INTO MOMMY!”

“No…” gasped Mitch, trying to ignore his raging hard on, “you have to stop before it’s too late.”  But it was already too late.  His sister was a puppet now and a more powerful and evil personality was growing inside her.  It must have felt wonderful to become her - Joanne was in ecstasy.  The new sluts features began to fade… she began to age - to transform again.  Her face slowly finished morphing completely into Natasha’s as she became a perfect copy of her mother. “Ohhh ohhhhhh I’m ahhhhh CUMMMING AND I LOVE IT!” screamed Joanne.

Yes YESSSS… you love being a slut.  You love being evil.  Now do it.  SAY YOUR NEW NAME!

“Oh yesssss, I’m such a fucking slut!  I AM NATASHA!  I AM REBORN!”

Natasha screamed in triumph as her daughter’s body became her own and she squirted and sprayed all over the bed sheets.  The evil pact she had made with that old witch years ago had paid off.  If ever she should die, she could be reborn provided a suitable host wore her things and acted like her.  Now Joanne had become her own Mother.  She still remembered being Joanne, but this felt so much better.

“Ohhh fuck, it feels so good to be me,” giggled Natasha as she turned her gaze onto her son. 

“Wha… what have you done?” whimpered Mitch as his wicked Mother stared at him triumphantly.  

“I’ve become Mommy, and it feels good.  But don’t worry Mitch, soon you’ll know because I want my husband back and you are the perfect host.  You’ll love being your Dad… being Richard is going to feel so good.”

Reaching over to the bedside table, Natasha grabbed Richard’s favourite cologne and sprayed it all over her son. He coughed and gagged as the powerful aftershave covered his body and made his head reel.

Sliding off the bed and tossing her dildo aside, Natasha grabbed her sons pants and ripped them down.  His cock sprang out and she eagerly grabbed it, putting it into her mouth and slurping on it.

“No… ohhhh fuck, please stop… this is wrong!”

Natasha ignored him and giggling like a whore slurped and sucked on his dick.  Pulling her mouth off, she pushed her big fat tits around his cock and began to pump int up and down between her breasts. 

Your Mother is such a fucking slut isn’t she?  A slut like her needs a big dick, not your pathetic weiner.  Let me help you my boy.

“Nooooo!” moaned Mitch as a wonderful feeling pulsed through his dick and it began to grow.  His small cock was becoming his fathers more powerful dick - the dick that Natasha craved.

“Ohhh yes,” giggled Natasha excitedly, “That’s it baby, let Daddy take control.”

Pinning her sons hand down, Natasha laughed and jammed Richard’s wedding ring onto it.  He grunted and groaned as she mounted the bed and grabbing his dick slowly guided it into her.  Mitch groaned.  His Mom’s tight pussy felt amazing and his new dick filled it up so nice.  She was so tight, yet velvety smooth and as she began to bounce up and down and her big tits bounced up and down he was in heaven.

“That’s it - fuck Mommy’s tight pussy… ohhhh fuck that feels good!” screamed Natasha.  “You always wanted to fuck Mommy didn’t you?  It feels so good inside me doesn’t it?”

Fuck that slut - she’s all yours.  Make her moan and scream. Take her how you want her… make her yours.

Mitch groaned as muscles spread across his body and he became stronger and more handsome.  He was now turning into his Father and it felt so good.  He felt strong, powerful and he knew he could take whatever he wanted.  As Richard he could be a God.

“Yes, take my cock you bitch,” he laughed.  “I love fucking your tight pussy.  Now bend over and take it deeper.”

Natasha squealed in joy as her son threw her roughly off and bent her over the bed.  She moaned in wet pleasure as he grabbed her hair and roughly pushed his giant cock into her from behind.  Slapping her ass he began to pound her doggystyle, becoming more confident and arrogant with every thrust.

“Oh baby, ohhh yes… fuck your little slut,” she moaned.  “I love you so much.”

Mitch/Richard laughed as he ploughed Natasha.  “This pussy is mine and I’m going to cum inside it.  I’m going to knock you up you whore.”  As he felt his orgasm building, Mitch accepted his new personality and body.  Why wouldn’t he want to be his Dad - now he could be the Lord of the house and rich and powerful.  And this hot slut was his wife… everything was perfect.

“Yes! Cum in me, put a new baby inside me!” screamed Natasha. 

Richard moaned happily as he began to cum into his horny wife, his cum gushing deep inside her and making her scream in ecstasy.   Pulling his cock out, he laughed as she turned round and eagerly licked the last drops of semen from it.  It felt good to be the boss.

“Finish sucking me off and get in the kitchen,” he commanded.  “I have work to do. We’ll have to explain away our deaths and the disappearance of our children. In the meantime I’ll keep fucking you full of my cum till you can give us a new child.”

Natasha nodded happily.  She loved cooking and baking for her husband - she couldn’t be happier.

Hours later having spoken to the various lawyers and relevant authorities, Richard had explained the mix up.  It had been their children that sadly died in the car-crash and they of course were fine. He entered the kitchen to find his hot wife busy baking.  God damn but he loved her apple pie almost as much as her her hot slutty tits and pussy.  

Grabbing her by the waist he threw Natasha onto the counter and she moaned as he took her again, burying himself deep inside her tight willing cunt. “Ohhh yes, fuck me baby,” she groaned in ecstasy.  “With the power of the witch at our disposal we can live forever and feel this good everyday.”

“Mmmmh, and once you’ve bourne us some new children, we can begin preparing them as our hosts again…” grunted Richard as he cummed inside his wife's hungry pussy yet again.  It felt so good to be bad and the two evil souls laughed together as they luxuriated in their evil. Mitch and Joanna were now Richard and Natasha and they couldn’t be happier in their new roles…

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Last chance Salon

Marching up the expensive driveway of the newest mansion in town - Hannah grit her teeth and glowered at her hated rival Britney. The sounds of an exclusive party were coming from the pool in the back - but Britney was busy hanging out in front of the new super expensive Range Rover her parents had just bought her for her birthday. She was sipping a drink whilst chatting to her bitchy flunkies and luxuriating in being a spoiled uber-bitch.

The rich socialite looked amazing as always and she was flanked by Jenna and Ashley - Hannah's former best-friends.  The girls were dressed like teasing sluts in tight, ultra-feminine clothing and tons of makeup and their former kind personalities appeared to have been completely erased as they preened and giggled like a pair of spoiled dumb sluts that hung on Britney's every word. 

As Hannah approached, Ashley whispered something in Britney's ear and the mean girl smiled nastily, obviously amused by some insult just tossed Hannah's way. They deliberately ignored Hannah for a moment, then Britney looked at her with mock surprise. 

"Oh, hey girls, it's that loser that was once your best-friend. Wonder what she wants?" purred Britney - artfully ignoring Hannah and not even using her name.

"Like - maybe the fat nerdy bitch has like come to beg you to offer her an afternoon at your salon?" laughed Jenna.

"Is that it nerd?" smirked Britney, "have you come to beg me to transform you like I did all your friends? As its my birthday I may be generous and grant the request. This is your last chance though. Your last chance salon, you might say!"

Hannah shook her head with a grin. "Thanks, but no thanks bitch. I have no intention of ending up as one of your sluts. You may have peer pressured and seduced them all into letting you corrupt them into vain, selfish, brats - but you have no power over me. No... I just came to give you your birthday present."

She reached behind her back and pulled something out she had been concealing...

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It was only six months since Britney had moved to the town and changed life forever.  She came because her Daddy ran a series of successful beauty salons and shops and was super-rich as a result. 

Britney had to move all the time whilst her Daddy opened new franchises all over the country, so the hot young bitch was used to being uprooted and moved.

The thing was, Britney never worried about making new friends as when she arrived in town she simply moulded the locals to her liking.  There was something evil about her Daddy's salons. Good girls went in and bad girls came out. One by one, Britney had cajoled, threatened or tricked Hannah's friends into going and each had been transformed to Britney's liking. 

Only Hannah had held out - disgusted by what she was seeing as her former church-going, kind, studious and happy friends became mean girls who danced to Britney's tune.

Ashley had gone from a shy and friendly young woman who enjoyed reading and writing her own fan fiction - into a horny blonde bitch who now loved sucking big cock and seducing guys away from their girlfriends.

Jenna meanwhile had turned from a supportive and positive young woman, into a bullying bitch who loved to make other girls cry and had by all accounts caused three teachers she didn't like at school to quit.

Whilst her friends seemed to enjoy the evil bad girls they had become Hannah had resisted. Britney had offered her the salon twice and had told her if she refused one more time - that would be it. She would stay as she was and never know the power of being a hot slut. 

But Hannah had never been one to submit to anyone and now she had come one last time to make it very clear she had no intention of ever accepting Britney's offer.

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"A present for me?" laughed Britney, "what could you have that I could possibly ever want?"

She looked down at the small plastic bucket suddenly in Hannah's hands and screamed as, before she could react, the other girl tossed it to send out a splurge of black sticky tar all over her perfect hair and clothing.

"Take that you whore," laughed Hannah as she turned and fled. "Not so pretty now are you?"

"AGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Britney the most angry she had ever been in her life as the tar dripped down through her golden hair 

and she actually shook with rage. 

"YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD BITCH," she screamed as her guests came running and everyone gasped to see what had happened....

"YOU.... ARE... DEAD!"

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It took hours to get the tar out of Britney's hair and it left her formerly blonde locks completely tattered and ruined. She glared into her bedroom mirror - her perfect white teeth grinding as she plotted and planned her revenge. It was going to be fun to totally destroy Hannah's life, but first she had to fix this damage. She summoned her Father at once.

"Daddy, I need an emergency makeover at the salon tomorrow..." she ordered. "I need the full Britney: Hair, nails, face... everything."

"Of course my Princess. Oh and do you want us to do anything to deal with the little brat who did this to you? I could get the police involved?"

"No... she's mine Daddy, leave her to me."

Britney would deal with Hannah in her own way... but she had no idea her enemy wasn't quite finished with her yet. 

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Hannah knew that if the second part of her plan was going to work she would have to act fast. 

Britney was nothing if not predictably vain, and she would no doubt go straight to the salon the next day.  Hannah had no idea exactly how the evil makeovers were performed, but she had no intention of letting Britney recover her full beauty. 

She waited in the bushes by an external window next to the private room the salon had for the most exclusive customers. Inside she could see Britney led to a chair - luckily facing away from the window. The socialite was quickly seated and given herbal tea and an exfoliating face wrap to wear. 

The beautician left the room for a few minutes and Hannah took her chance. She slid quietly down through the window and crept up behind Britney. Clamping a rag with chloroform over her enemies mouth, she felt Britney thrash and panic - till she passed out.

"Now you're going to get a very different makeover," grinned Hannah. She peeled off Britney's face wrap and was about to get started when she heard footsteps slowly approach in the corridor. 

She had thought she would have more time, so panicking she ran to a broom cupboard, dragging Britney's body and luckily hearing the beautician was now chatting to someone just outside the door. She quickly shoved Britney unceremoniously inside and dashed to the chair.

Hamnah just had time to pull on a shroud, slap Britney's face wrap on and hope the beautician didn't immediately notice it was a different girl. She just needed a few minutes - the woman would not doubt leave again and she would be able to escape. 

Britney's face wrap tingled on her skin and it almost felt like it was tightening and clinging to her face. A delicious numbness seemed to spread into her skin from the mask and she involuntarily found herself relaxing as whatever chemicals were in the mask worked into her body.

The door opened and the beautician walked in. "Sorry for the delay Miss Britney, but we're ready to give you the full works now. Super bitchy just as you asked."

Hannah's heart was pounding, but the woman didn't seem to have noticed the swap as she began to lather Hannah's hair with some soft, sweet smelling shampoo.

"We'll make your hair even blonder and fuller than usual," smiled the woman. "I can't believe how messed up it is. It's like you've never been exposed to our patented hypno-shampoo before. That Hannah girl made a real mess didn't she?"

"H...hypno shampoo?" squeaked Hannah as the beautician gently lathered and stroked her hair in her expert hands. Each stroke sent shimmering strands of gold pulsing through her hair and as the beautician massaged her scalp the delicious numbness, similar to rhe mask increased.

"Of course Miss, how silly of me - I nearly forgot the tape."

She popped headphones into Hannnah's ears and a soothing melody immediately began. Then Britney's hot bitchy voice came over the music.

"Hello myself. This is my specially recorded hypno tape designed to reinforce all my favourite behaviours and make sure I don't get weak. Listen to my voice Britney and become the girl you long to be. A bad-ass bitch who gets everything she wants. You are Britney and you are better than anyone else. You are a Princess and you love being a spoiled brat..."

Hannah groaned as the insidious voice of her rival dripped poison honey into her ears and she arched her back as the headphones sent pulses of pleasure into her body.  She could still hear the beautician over some sort of intercom, her voice cutting through the repeating mantras every now and then.

Why did this all feel so good?

"Oooh are you ready for stage two already Miss?  You are fiesty today. I'll activate the program whilst I put your hair in rollers."

Hannah opened her mouth to tell the beautician to stop - this was going too far, but a wordless moan of pleasure is all that escaped her lips as the chair started to vibrate and she gasped as she felt electric shocks start to stimulate her ass and abs. 

"Hmmmm, according to this your biometrics are all over the place. I'll put it to maximum power and make sure it resets you to your normal body shape and size."

"Nooooo ooohhhh oooooooh" gasped Hannah as the machine intensified and she even felt the tingling in her pussy - making her slit tighter and her clit permanently more prone to arousal.

Her body was now firming and toning up to Britney's athletic perfect form. It felt kinda good.

"Oh, don't worry Miss, we'll arrange for those bigger implants you wanted to be put in using your Daddy's secret osmosis technology whilst we do your makeover. Your tits should fill up nicely as we work."

Hannah's small breasts tingled and she felt them start to inflate... pumping full of plastic as she got Britney's big fake tits bolted to her chest. She was going to look like such a slut. Why did that please her so much?

"You are Britney - you are a bitch," droned the voice in her ear and the girl in the chair suddenly realised she couldn't remember her real name. 

Then to her horror the womans fingers went to her face. The girl tried to object weakly as the beautician reached down to remove the facial wrap. She was about to be exposed as a fake!

"The facial relayering seems to have taken longer than usual - but you should be back to your usual beautiful self by now."

The girl stared in shock at the face... Britney's face... gazing back at her.

"You are Britney, you are a bitch."

"I'm beautiful," gasped Britney as she felt the name slide into her mind and finally stick. Her new lips curved into a slutty pout, "I'm better than everyone else."

Britney reached to her throat... the woman had also rubbed some cream in that had tightened her neck and after a slight cough, she realised her voice had changed to match that of the real Britney.

Wait? The real Britney? She WAS the real Britney. Wasn't she?

"Ohh fuck yes..." purred Britney as she relaxed into the chair and allowed the evil voice to tell her what a slutty bad bitch she was. "Yessssss, I'm Britney and I love it."

The beautician was entering the final phase now... doing Britney's nails, makeup and hair.  Britney moaned as the woman applied slutty acrylic nails to each finger and long fake lashes to her beautiful eyes. She felt like she was becoming a fucking Goddess and she loved it.

"Tut, tut... your fingers are a mess and for some reason your fingerprints aren't registering properly Miss... I'll do a DNA replace and put them back to normal."

Britney watched impassively as her very identity was altered to match that of her new body. She now had Britney's prints and as she was hooked up to an IV and pumped full or a retrovirus containing Britney's superior DNA - she would soon even be her on a genetic level.

"Yesssssss, make me into Britney," she hissed, pleased with the transformation to her formerly plain body. "I must become fully me."

The beautician obliged - making Britney hotter and hotter by doing her makeup, until not a single trace of the girl she had once been remained. Britney had been reborn.

"Leave me for a few minutes," purred Britney, "Come back when I command, I may have a special job for you."

Britney waited till the woman was gone and then strutted to the broomcloset. Opening it she gazed down with a cold sneer at her Doppleganger and then began to strip her out of her sexy clothes. 

It felt good to slide into the bitchy clothing... it fit perfectly and picking up her handbag, Britney pulled out her mobile phone and unlocked it with a press of her pretty finger. She greedily read through the messages, her pussy getting wet at the power she now had. 

"Yesssss, this is so much better than being a beta loser, I'm the Alpha girl now. Your perfect life is mine. I AM Britney and I love it."

Maneuvering the other Britney into the chair, she smiled nastily. "That weak good girl I used to be is gone... erased by this superior personality. It will take a while to get fully up to speed with your life and I'll need to be careful, but in a few months no one will ever know I was never you."

She bound and gagged the other her and placed a wet flannel over her victims face... then summoning the beautician she began to give her instructions.

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Britney felt good as she walked away from the salon and towards her Range Rover.  Sliding inside, she ran her hands over the plush interior and felt her arousal kick up a notch as she realised all Britney's luxurious things were hers now.

Grabbing her phone she scrolled through the messages looking for someone to fuck. Her face lit up as she saw Britney and Chad from school had hooked up recently. He was a stud and she was sure he would be down for a booty call.

She was so horny, she had to play with her pussy as she drove - one hand in her daisy dukes as she fapped and revelled in the feeling of being her.

As she waited at a traffic light a call from Ashley came over the hands free and she grinned as she realised her friends were now her friends again... well... funkies at any rate. 

"Heya babe.... how was the makeover?" came Ashley's bitchy voice.

"Totally awesome, I feel like a new woman," grinned Britney.

"What about that little bitch Hannah? Are we gonna take care of her now?" asked Ashley eagerly.

"Oh her... don't worry, I already took care of her..." giggled Britney. "She's coming over to my house tonight and we'll have some fun with her. Bring your strap on." She cackled evilly as the light changed and with a whoop and one hand still pumping her pussy, Britney gunned her engine and drove into her new, slutty future.

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EPILOGUE

Britney groaned as she came round and found she couldn't see, speak or move. For a moment she wondered if she were dead. Then she heard a voice directly in her ear. It was weird because it sounded like her own:

"You are Hannah. You can't remember who you used to be. You are submissive. You want to obey Britney... Britney is your owner, you want to serve her. You are Britney's loyal dog. You are Hannah..."

Britney tried to scream and break free - but soon she was sobbing instead as she felt fingers in her scalp and the delicious scent of hypno-shampoo. 

As her chair began to vibrate and she felt her body mass begin to change and a tingling on her face where the face wrap was already altering her features "Hannah" accepted her fate and began to wonder exactly what her new owner Britney had in store for her tonight. 

You are Hannah, you love it in the ass. You love being pissed on by Alpha girls... you are Hannah, you love being pegged. You are Hannah, you are aroused by humiliation... you enjoy smelling Alpha girl farts and love licking ass.

Thanks to the tape... she had a horrible feeling she knew what to expect... and horribly she was already looking forward to be dominated and kissing her Mistresses perfect asses.  

She had to admit. She couldn't have come up with a worse punishment herself... Britney was some bitch...

THE END

 

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Closet-Queen

Dressed in her tight silver leggings and looking like a super model, Lauren glanced pitifully at her pathetic daughter as she begged her to embrace the same corruption that had made her life so perfect.

"Darling, you must use my auto-closet to become Prom Queen... I don't understand your stubborn refusal to accept the power being beautiful could give you," she sighed as she gazed at her wall-flower daughter Susan in obvious disappointment.

"I used to be plain and ordinary like you - then your Father built me the closet. Now each morning it pumps me full of chemicals and silicone and does my hair, clothes and makeup. It keeps my breasts firm, my ass toned and my body super-feminine. Why don't you use it too?"

Lauren felt herself get wet at the thought of the closet. Each morning she would step inside and feel its tubes and electrodes connecting to her body. She would moan in pleasure as the closet shaped her body and mind, ensuring she remained as the cruel, bitchy, slut she loved to be.

"He's not my Father," snarled Susan. "My real Daddy was a kind and nice man and we were happy until his boss tricked you into that closet and made you into his bitch Queen."

Lauren smiled at the memory. Her daughter wasn't wrong. She had been boring old Laura back then - but her new husband had pushed her into the closet and as it had corrupted her and made her into a bitch she had known she would never go back. Now she wanted the same for her daughter.

"I want you to become a rich, spoiled, teen..." she sighed. "It is your destiny to become evil like me. I can make you into such a dominant bitch, I already programmed the closet to turn you into the ultimate Bratty Prom Queen."

"Never," snapped Susan. "I just want to be a nice person... and I don't need your evil auto-closet... I already picked a dress and got myself a date. As soon as I graduate, I'm out of this dump."

Lauren watched her daughter go, a slight flicker of irritation on her perfect face. The little slut had spirit, but she was beginning to annoy Lauren.  "A date... how interesting..." she mused with a wicked grin.

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Booker couldn't understand why Susan had asked him to come pick her up so early, but he had gotten the text message, put on his tux and driven over.  He really liked Susan - she wasn't spoiled and high-maintenance like the other girls at school. He really thought she might be the one.

Susan had originally told him to never come by her Mom's house and to only pick her up from her real Dad's house, so he was surprised she wanted him to come to her Mom and Step-Dad's luxury mansion. 

Knocking on the door, Booker heard a clop of heels and gasped as the door was opened by the hottest looking MILF he had ever seen. 

"You must be Booker... please come in," grinned Lauren as the dazed boy obeyed. "Susan is still getting ready, please come with me."

Booker entered the mansion amazed at how rich and expensive everything was. His own Mom was a single parent with barely any money. She actually worked for the company that Lauren's husband owned.  He wasn't used to such luxury.

"Nice isn't it?" grinned Lauren as she led Booker deeper into the house and up the stairs. She ushered him into a room and he gulped as he realised it was a boudoir... Lauren's boudoir.

"Erm, should we be in here?" he stammered as Lauren looked at him like a predator and walked over to a small alcove that looked like a cross between a shower and a tanning booth. She adjusted some controls and beckoned him over.

"Of course... I just wanted to show you something.  Look at this."

Booker reached down but the controls made no sense to him. There were a series of bars. 100% bitch. 100% bully - target Susan. What the fuck? He examined them as Lauren stepped to the back of him unnoticed and then pushed him hard with a sly little giggle.

Booker gasped as he staggered into the alcove and it sealed around him trapping him inside. "Hey... what gives?" he gasped.

"Just relax," purred Lauren. "I've set the Auto-Closet to make you into my new daughter. Susan is never going to give in so instead I'll make you the girl she should have been. Your worthless mother will be easy to blackmail into letting me adopt you and with a daily dose of corruption you'll be the perfect offspring."

"NO!" screamed Booker as tubes and electrodes shot out to emesh him. His clothes were torn from him by lashing tendrils and a soft rubbery dildo/tube plunged down his throat gagging him. Pink liquid began to pulse down into his stomach as another butt-plug shaped tube forced its way up his ass and another shaped like a mouth slurped tight round his cock. It began to suck, stimulating his dick and making him cum - milking his sperm as more liquids shot up into him and his eyes rolled back in pleasure.

The electrodes at his temples buzzed - rewriting his brain chemistry, memories and personality as the super powerful chemicals in his body began to take effect.  Booker's body hair fell out and he began to shrink, becoming smaller and lighter.  

A blonde wig of living hair slid down onto his head and immediately took root as injectors in his face plumped up his lips and cheekbones. Dazzling blue contact lenses slid over his eyes as permanently long lashes were attached and the moaning pouty mouth began to eagerly suck at the tube. 

"Mmmmmh, ooooohhh, mmmmh," groaned Booker as he relaxed and enjoyed the throbbing pulsing pleasure flooding into his ass and mouth. He couldn't stop cumming and each time his dick exploded it shrunk... till with a pop it finally vanished leaving a tight wet slit. A new tube with a pink glass dildo slid up and Booker giggled and spread his legs wide to allow the sex toy to penetrate him - gasping in pleasure as his new tight pussy was perfectly plugged.

Tanning sprays exploded over his body giving him perfect flesh as his ass inflated to a round little peach and inside his body internal organs transformed and rearranged. Two suction cups attached to his chest and he arched his back in pleasure as they began to suck and pump- inflating his perfect new tits and giving him the curves of an Alpha girl.

YOU ARE A GIRL... YOU ARE BROOKE... YOU ARE A GIRL... YOU ARE BROOKE.

Brooke drooled, orgasming repeatedly as she willingly accepted her programming. It felt so deliciously good to be corrupted.

YOU ARE A BITCH. YOU ARE EVIL. YOU ARE LAUREN'S SPOILED DAUGHTER AND YOU DESPISE YOUR WEAK SISTER SUSAN. YOU WILL BE PROM QUEEN.

With a sucking pop the tendrils abd tubes retracted and expensive lingerie lowered down - satin panties and sheer stocking encasing Brooke's groin and legs. A super expensive blue prom-dress lowered down to encase her body as a styler did up her perfect blonde hair and earrings popped into her freshly pierced lobes. 

"Oh fuck yah, I am soooo hot," purred Brooke as expensive high heels popped onto her pedicured feet and the auto-closet began to open.

Walking out with a perfect feminine strut - Brooke giggled girlish and did a curtsy as she beamed proudly at her new Mom   

Lauren clapped her hands in delight. "Oh darling- you are perfect. I've dreamed of having a wicked daughter like you and I finally have what I wanted.."

"Thanks Mommy, I love you," smiled Brooke. "I can't wait to destroy that loser Susan and become Prom Queen."

"Mom - what the hell is going on?" suddenly asked a worried voice from the doorway as Susan appeared. "I found my phone downstairs and you've been sending Booker messages. Why did you lure him here... wait... who the hell is she?"

"Meet your new sister Susan. You could have looked like her and had all her power, but you defied me - so I took your dumb boyfriend and made him better. Brooke is my favourite daughter now."

"No! NO!" sobbed Susan.

"Shut up you snivelling whiny loser," yawned Brooke as she sneeringly looked her sister up and down. "I'm going to the prom - but you're staying here... I want all your dweeby stuff moved out of your room into the tiny cupboard room downstairs. I'm moving in to that room and I'll get Daddy to install my own personal auto-closet. I NEVER want to revert back to that loser. Bye Mommy, I'm off to have fun."

"Bye dear, enjoy yourself."

Striding by her sobbing sister, the new super-slut giggled as she thought of all the hot boys she was going to suck off and how good it was going to feel to be Prom Queen. 

She would make sure that Susan suffered for rejecting their Mommy's gifts... what a pathetic little loser.  Didn't she know? Bad girls always won...

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Step-Souled: Redux

Innocent young Penny will do anything to get rid of her evil Aunt Angelica who has home-wrecked her once happy family life and become her wicked Step-Mother; but Angelica isn't as easy to get rid of as the naïve girl believes.  

The model is Angel Wicky and this is a new version of an old story I wrote some years ago:

"Wake up Penny, we need to talk..."

Penny would never forget the night she woke up to find that her Aunt Angelica had begun destroying her life. She had been dreaming - turning in a restless uneasy sleep -but the cruel mocking tone of the voice and the creak of the bed as someone sat next to her immediately brought her to wakefulness. 

As Penny's eyes adjusted to the light she saw that Angelica was sitting on the end of her bed, the sensual scent of her voluptuous body filling the room.  Her aunts gigantic tits were barely contained within her straining top as she lent forward till they were nearly in Penny's face.  As usual her aunt was dressed like a slut - her curvaceous body barely contained by the tight clothing she was wearing. Penny hated and admired her at the same time.

Penny had barely known her aunt growing up. She understood that Angelica and her own Mother hadn't really gotten on as children and she'd had little contact with her till now. Angelica had been travelling for much of the last twenty years and the sexy MILF had only been back a few months. She had immediately begun flirting with her Father, who seemed flattered and drawn towards the beautiful bitch tempting him with her rounded curves and wicked attitude.

Angelica's eyes shone with amused pleasure and her lips were curved into a cruel smile as she leant down close to the girl and grinned.  "Your Mother has had a terrible accident. Someone forced her car off the road and she's in the hospital. Luckily I'm here to take care of you and your Father."

"What?  Why isn't he at the hospital?" gasped Penny as she jumped out of bed and put on her things. "I'll head there right away.  Bring Daddy as soon as you can. Will you make him come?"

Angelica grinned - "Oh don't worry dear, I'll make him cum...  now rush to your Mother."

Penny barely remembered the next hour.  She couldn't seem to find her Dad so hoping he would come later she jumped into a taxi and it drove her swiftly to the hospital. Her mind was racing with thoughts - how had this happened, who could have done such a thing?

They never would catch the driver who forced her Mum off the road, yet she was sure that night she had seen Angelica's car with a bashed front bumper parked in the road.  She would never find out as her Aunt's car went in for a service the next day and the vehicle was never seen again after that.

Penny would later wonder what had happened in those few hours before her Mother died. Her Dad should have been by his wife's side, yet he never appeared and neither did Angelica.  When she later screamed at him and asked him where he had been, he wouldn't answer but only gazed at Angelica as if for permission.  She shook her head slightly with a smirk and so he never answered.

Angelica... Angelica was soon all her Father seemed to care about.  She insisted on moving in to help her Dad with his grief and yet Penny didn't see much evidence of grief.  Instead within a few weeks her Dad announced that he and Angelica were now dating and he had all her Mother's things boxed up and put into storage so that Angelica had more room to move in.  Then soon after, to everyone's shock, he announced he was going to marry his new love. He and Angelica were to be married immediately - only a few months after his wife's death. It was unseemly, but he didn't appear to care.

At first Angelica pretended to be nice and kind to Penny, but as her control over Penny's Dad grew - her pretence of kindness faded away and soon she had begun to openly mock and bully Penny.  Penny's Daddy no longer seemed to care, he only had eyes for Angelica. The longer he spent with his new bride the crueller and more evil he seemed to become. It was like Angelica was making him into a bad person. He started to work out and become more domineering, success in his business growing as he put his wife's death behind him and embraced a new materialistic life with Angelica.

"I should have chosen Angelica long ago," he grinned as he got ready in the mirror and Penny spied on him from the door. "She has helped me become more powerful and successful than ever. I feel like a new man, a better man. I'm glad my wife died and Angelica has taken her place... she was born to be my wife... she is a Goddess."

Penny's world was falling in. She'd lost her Mother and now her Dad had betrayed her. Everything was going wrong and Angelica was the cause. 

Angelica of course was only too happy to rub Penny's face in her upcoming wedding and her power over her Daddy. Arrangements were swiftly made for their marriage and the night before the wedding she confronted Penny in order to bully her. "What's the matter Niece?" grinned Angelica as she showed off her diamond engagement ring to Penny, "Aren't you looking forward to having me as your Mommy? Tomorrow I become your Step-Mother. Do you recognise the ring?  It was hers - but now it's mine. "

Penny couldn't believe it as she recognised her own Mother's engagement ring.  Her Daddy had given Angelica that - what was wrong with him?!?

"That's right Penny," grinned Angelica, "your Daddy is mine now.  My bitch sister was always a weak fool, yet somehow she bagged a rich man and a perfect life.  Now everything that was hers is mine - including you."

"NO!" screamed Penny, "You'll never be my Mother."

"Fine then," laughed Angelica, "I'll just replace you. I'll turn your Father against you and make a new daughter that he will love more than you.  Your step-sister will take you place and your Daddy will be her devoted slave."

"NO! Why are you doing this?" screamed Penny as Angelica laughed like a psychotic bitch.

"I'm doing this because I enjoy it of course you dumb, little, slut.  There's nothing more satisfying than being a bitch and revelling in the evil power I possess. Do you know, I always despised my popular, more attractive sister - I wanted to be her so badly when we were little, but then I found something better.  A magic mirror that made me a fucking Goddess.  It's dark power consumed my soul and warped me into the woman I am today.  It corrupted me and bonded with me, making me immortal and all powerful. I had a lot of fun with my new body and powers - but I always knew I would return one day to destroy my sister and take over her life.  Now everything that was hers is mine and I LOVE it!"

"Magic mirror?  You're insane," sobbed Penny - then she screamed as Angelica's wicked claws dug into her hair and her Aunt dragged her up to her boudoir.  The room had once been her Mother's but it now looked more like some luxurious sex dungeon.  It was full of expensive clothes and makeup and the centre-piece was a magnificent mirror. Penny screamed in agony as her aunt effortlessly forced her to her knees before the gilded glass.  It shone with sinister power.

"Believe me now you little bitch?  How about a demonstration of my power? I know... would you like to see what I did with your Daddy the night your Mom died?"

The mirror suddenly rippled and Penny gasped as it transformed into a close up of an obscene scene.  She sobbed, unable to tear her eyes away as she watched Angelica and her Father fucking.  Her Dad had Angelica bent over her Mother's bed - her black dress hiked up as he pounded her big ass hard with hot wet slaps and moaned in lust. 

"Yessss, forget about my sister, you love being inside me more.  Your daughter is at the hospital, you don't need to go. Keep fucking me just like that... such a good boy..."

With a start Penny realised she really was watching the night her Mother died - this is where her Father had been, balls deep in Angelica's tempting body, fucking her hard.  She screamed as Angelica forced her face closer, then stopped her short with a wicked yank of her hair.

This close to the mirror, the scene seemed to burn itself into deeper into Penny's mind and she screamed as she fell into insensibility - watching her Father's big cock sliding in and out of her evil Aunt's dripping wet pussy.  Angelica's mocking laughter  was soon all she could hear as she collapsed into unconsciousness and knew no more.

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Penny awoke in bed the next day to find she had missed the wedding.  Her Aunt was now her Step-Mom and there was nothing she could do about it as Angelica arrived home with her Daddy from the church and they proceeded up to her boudoir to consummate the wedding.

Angelica deliberately left the door ajar so the sounds of their rampant fucking would fill the house.  Penny sobbed in her room, as she listened to the whoreish moans of pleasure - wet slaps and pounding sounds filling the air as her Dad fucked the shit out of his new evil bride.

"Yessssss, pump all your cum into my hungry pussy baby - knock me up and put a baby in me.  I can't wait to have a child and replace that useless daughter of yours with my own offspring.  Soon my domination of this family will be complete.  Hahaha, perhaps Penny will even have an 'accident' like your stupid bitch of an ex-wife. Oooh, does that make you harder baby? Yes... fuck me deep and give yourself to evil, you'll love being my accomplice."

Penny sobbed even harder as she heard her Father grunt in lust, his loyalty entirely to his wicked wife.  His once innocent soul had been fully corrupted by Angelica and there was nothing she could do to save him.

Or was there?

Penny knew that Angelica had to be stopped. Whatever it took... even if it meant... murder! She wasn't a bad person, but if she didn't stop Angelica then more innocent people would suffer. She had to do something.  Luckily she knew where her Dad kept his gun and it was relatively easy to get it and creep upstairs one day whilst Angelica was busy in her boudoir. 

She took the weapon from the locked cabinet and her heart pounding Penny opened the door and saw that Angelica was standing with her back turned to her, looking into her magic mirror. 

Stifling a sob of desperation Penny squeezed the trigger and with a bang the gun recoiled, a bullet streaking out to strike Angelica directly in her back. Angelica did flinch, but that was about it. The bullet shattered, disintegrating instantly as the evil bitch whirled around and laughed with cruel glee.

"My my, you dumb little loser. A worthy effort, but I told you the mirror made me immortal. Physical weapons cannot hurt me - still... I admire your resolve - maybe you aren't quite as pathetic as I believed."

Striding rapidly over to her new step-daughter, Angelica easily knocked the gun out of Penny's hands and cruelly twisted the girl round. "Now it's my turn. Mirror... accept this sacrifice. Trap her within your depths forever and erase her from history."

Penny struggled as Angelica moved her close to the mirror. "Once I throw you into the mirror it will be as if you never existed. No one will remember you except me. You will be removed from the timeline and I'll have disposed of you perfectly. I should have thought of this before. Good bye Penny."

The surface of the mirror had become a roiling void of energy. Penny knew that if she should go into the mirror everything Angelica was saying was true. She would be written out of history and her cruel Step-Mom would have her ultimate victory. A feral strength born of panic grew within her and with a last desperate roar, Penny suddenly broke free of Angelica and with a surprised look on the bitches face, pushed her wicked Step-Mother towards the glass.  Angelica shrieked, taken by surprise and she collided with the mirror, all at once her body glowing and being sucked inside.

"NO!  NOOOO! NOT ME!" she screamed, but she was helpless to resist the dark powers she herself had summoned consumed her.  Her slutty body glowed and was sucked into the mirror, imprisoned for all eternity within her own cage as with a final agonised cry, she vanished.

Penny gasped in shock as the mirrors surface returned to normal and she realised with a start that she had somehow won.  Angelica had been defeated and she would no more threaten the innocent.  

Suddenly the world seemed to ripple and there was a blast of energy... Angelica was being written out of history and Penny was knocked unconscious as reality reset itself.

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When Penny awoke... everything was back to normal and it was as if the events of the last six months had all been a bad dream.  She wept tears of joy as she went downstairs to find her Mother sitting with her father laughing.  No one even remembered Angelica and her Mom looked confused when Penny mentioned it. "I don't have a sister dear, you know I was always an only child."

Reality had rewritten itself so neatly that Penny began to gaslight her self and wonder if it had all been in her head. Only she remembered Angelica and if it weren't for the mirror in the bedroom - there would have been no evidence her Step Mom had ever existed.

Penny carefully took the mirror up to the attic and draped thick heavy dust clothes over it. Before she covered it, she looked into it and mocked Angelica.

"I don't know if you can hear me in there, but you lost. I got my family back and you'll be trapped forever in your own evil mirror. There's no way to escape. Too bad bitch."

With that she covered it fully and left without a second look back.

Penny had her Daddy and Mommy back and life was now good. For the next year she was able to move on with her life, doing well at school and getting her first boyfriend.

Daniel was a lovely guy, both cute and caring and Penny had never felt so loved. She and Dan spent nearly all their time together, him being a regular visitor to the house and getting on really well with her folks. He was handsome and funny, and always surprising her with little presents. He loved to spoil her and after her terrible experiences - she never took him, or her family for granted. Every opportunity had to be seized - life could change in a heartbeat. 

Another year passed and Penny barely remembered Angelica anymore. Her trauma with the evil slut who had nearly destroyed her life seemed like some weird dream. She and Daniel were so happy and they had just planned their first holiday together, she couldn't wait. As always Daniel had surprised her by saying they should go away together, just the two of them and that he had bought round-the-world tickets for them both. It was going to be the holiday of a lifetime - they just needed to pack!

It was years since she had been in the attic, but Penny needed some extra suitcases for the trip.  Climbing into the dusty space, Penny coughed and shone her torch around. She spotted the pile of suitcases, and walking towards it swore as she suddenly lost her balance and tripped on a loose plank. 

She staggered across the floor, grabbing onto the nearest object to try and stop her forward momentum.  Instead, she cursed, as rather than steady herself she accidentally slid a huge dustcloth free and her Aunt's mirror tumbled over to smash and crash on the floor into hundreds of shards.

For a moment she froze in horror- recognising the mirror and a thousand bad memories returning. Then to her horror a familiar evil laugh filled her mind and she cowered in fear as a pink mist rose from the shattered mirror and surged towards her.

"Hello Penny... open wide for Mommy."

Penny screamed - and as if on cue, her mouth dropped open as the pink mist flowed inside and surged into her body. She coughed and choked - doubling over in pain as the powerful spirit of her evil stepmother pushed and pulsed into her - invading her young body eagerly. "Ooooh good girl, barely any gag reflex. Now take Mommy deep inside you... yessssssssss."

The pain was gone and instead a delicious pleasure was filling her. The smoke tasted amazing, and before she could stop herself - Penny was actually trying to suck it all in. With great moaning glugs like she was trying to suck a big dick deeper and deeper, she wetly sucked it in till with a wet slurp and a pop, it all entered her body. Groaning, now, Penny tried to drag her aching body towards the hatch and call for help. Her Daddy was downstairs, but suddenly she couldn't seem to muster the energy or enthusiasm to call his name.

Pink energy crackled over her body and her skin felt electric as her nipples got hard and a growing wave of arousal surged through her body. She managed to crawl closer to the ladder but something was happening to her... both mental and physical.

Why call for help from Daddy? What could he do? He was weak. In fact, all men were weak... play-things and toys for a woman to enjoy. Penny's mouth curved into a wicked grin and she laughed, a low evil laugh. Why did she feel so fucking horny all of a sudden?

Yes - men were fools - why hadn't she seen it before? Her Daddy was so pathetic, just as pathetic as her boyfriend Daniel. She could make them do anything, all she had to do was fuck them like only she could fuck them. Yesss... using her sexual power over both men in her life would feel so good.

"No... that isn't right, these aren't my thoughts!" Penny groaned as her personality suddenly snapped back. Standing up unsteadily, she staggered over to the ladder and somehow managed to climb down. Her head was spinning and everything was happening so fast now. She needed help!

The first stomach cramp hit her as she reached the bottom and she threw back her head and gasped as her young body shook in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Pink energy roiled around her and she tore at her clothing in a horny frenzy. 

"Ugghhhh, I feel... ahhhhhh like.... ughhhhhh... like such a uuugggghhh BITCH!" she screamed, laughing insanely and throwing back her head with a whoop. 

Penny's skin became paler and her nails lengthened into evil claws as she wrapped them around the ladder to steady herself. She grinned as she looked at her new hands and imagined wrapping them round a thick juicy cock. She deserved nails like this, she was a bitch and she liked it. 

Stretching her transforming body, Penny smirked as bones popped and her hips pushed out. That was more like it... she had some proper curves now. She cocked her now wider, sexier hips and shook back her short hair with a bitchy gesture grinning as she felt a delicious metamorphosis spreading though her body.

"Yesssssss, I feel so bad and I like it," Penny giggled. "More... I want more." Laughing she ripped her restrictive  dress off - shuddering in pleasure as her small breasts began to swell and grow. "Bigger... mmmmh, I want them BIGGER!" she grinned. 

Penny's small beta-breasts inflated like they were being pumped up from the inside. They expanded and grew into two huge rounded orbs - bolted to her slender chest and the nipples erect with pleasure. She grabbed them and laughed with pleasure. "Yes MORE! Give it all to me!"

Penny started to age, her brunette hair turning blonde and lengthening at the roots as her features began to twist into a familiar pattern. It was obvious to her what she was becoming now - she was turning into Angelica - and she liked it.

"Ohhhh fuck, that bitch is inside me - turning me into her and I love it," purred Penny as she grabbed her swelling tits and moaned wetly. "I never knew it would feel this good to become her. Yes Stepmother, corrupt me into you and make me your host. We are becoming one! Give me your big tits and make me into an evil whore, I want to be you now - I WANT TO BE ANGELICA!"

Penny laughed madly as her tits swelled up bigger and bigger. Her hair now fell down her back in a golden wave and her body had curves it had never possessed before. It felt so good to be a hot, powerful MILF with massive tits. She laughed madly as she squeezed and rubbed her boobs, gloating at how sexy it made her feel. It was so good to shed her useless teenage body and become a true Goddess. Being her Stepmother felt so good, she should have embraced this corruption long ago.

Memories began to flood into Penny's mind, overwhelming her own as Angelica corrupted her completely into her. Memories of her wedding night, her Father's huge dick deep inside her slutty pussy as he fucked the shit out of her and her pierced nipples bounced up and down on her chest - made her feel so horny. It had been so satisfying to steal him from his boring wife, turning him into her slave. Now she was making his daughter into her willing host and returning to life - it was all so deliciously evil.

"Nooooo," gasped Penny suddenly regaining some control, "I... uggghhh have to ugghhhh fight her... I.... ohhhhh, who the fuck am I kidding? I LOVE THIS! Make me into Angelica... hahaha haha!"

Penny/Angelica laughed as she felt her full power returning and her necessary cheap clothes transforming into the expensive lingerie, makeup and fashionable clothing she preferred. Jewellery dripped from her body as sheer stockings encased her slutty legs and perfect makeup coated her slutty face

"Mmmmh, yes come to Mommy, give it all to me," she laughed jiggling her big tits happily as her reborn body completed itself and she fully became Angelica - feeling the last of Penny burn away in erotic fire.

The once innocent girl was completely gone, corrupted inside to out by the power of her Stepmother - Auntie Angelica was back and badder than ever.  Ripples of energy now pulsed out from the panting bitch and the rooms of the house began to change. The evil reality Angelica had created so long ago was returning - soon her sister would be dead again. Angelica grinned as she looked at the wedding ring on her finger... yesssss things were going back to how they should be.

"You stupid little bitch Penny," laughed Angelica. "You tried to destroy me, but now YOU ARE ME! This couldn't have worked out better if I had planned it. Now we are one and there is no one to stop me enslaving your Daddy forever."

Walking downstairs Angelica laughed as the soft furnishings and decorations around her changed. She walked into the living room and had time to enjoy the horrified expression on her sisters face as she faded from reality and her husband looked at her in shock... then lust.

"Lie on the sofa and get that big dick out," grinned Angelica. "I've missed your cock whilst I was trapped in my mirror."

Her husband eagerly obeyed and Angelica moaned as hiked her dress up and slid her tight wet cunt back onto it's rightful place on her husbands big cock. "Ahhhh that's it, your cock is back where it belongs... deep inside my Goddess pussy. Both it and you belong to me." 

It just made Angelica cum even harder as she began to ride her man, to know that in reality he was actually fucking his own daughters tight virgin pussy, corrupted into her own slutty body. Penny no longer existed except as part of Angelica now - their souls were as one... and that soul was as black as night. They both began to orgasm in unison as they bounced up and down on that delicious cock, bonding them together forever.

"Mmmmmh time to put that baby inside me at last my darling, fuck me full of your cum... ohhhh yes, your Angelica is back!" Her mind was already turning to all the bad things she was going to do to... she felt more powerful than ever. Consuming Penny's innocent soul and her youth had made her even stronger. She groaned happily as her husband began to cum deep inside her. Ohhhh it felt so good to be back.

Angelica was a Goddess again and with Penny gone - nothing could stop her this time... nothing! She began to cum... hard.

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Daniel groaned as he turned restlessly in his sleep. He was having a strange dream again. A girl he didn't know, yet who seemed strangely familiar, was begging him for help. Each night she visited him and her pleas became stronger each time. Why did he feel like he knew her so well?

For the last few weeks Daniel had been feeling strangely down and depressed. It was like something bad had happened but he couldn't remember what it was. Then the dreams had started - growing in intensity each night.

"Daniel. It's me your love... Penny... or what is left of her. I've nearly been fully consumed by Angelica but with the last of my strength I'm making this connection through the love we once shared. Please help. I can use the last of my strength to give you the memories you need, but only you can save me. Help me."

And she reached out and touched him.

Daniel awoke with a scream - dripping with sweat as all the knowledge Penny's removal from reality had torn from him, returned.  He now remembered his girl and he knew exactly what had happened to her. 

"That evil bitch Angelica!  Don't worry Penny. I'll save you."

Granted knowledge by his former love, Daniel dressed swiftly and drove out to her house. He watched the place for a few hours till it was light and he saw Penny's father leave on an errand. Then using the old oak tree by the back of the house he shinnied up and prised open the attic window. 

The attic had been rearranged, careful lighting being installed and everything except the large mirror in the middle being removed. The frame stood tall and Daniel saw that someone had collected and arranged all the pieces of the smashed mirror in front of it - or those that were left.

The shattered shards had been replaced in the frame one by one and Daniel saw that they had painstakingly been put back like a giant jigsaw puzzle. As each piece was put back correctly it merged with the frame. Soon the mirror would be complete again. There were only a few shards left and the largest piece stood ready - just as Penny had told him it would. 

He reached down and picked it up.

"Ahhhhhhh, hello Daniel," purred Angelica as she suddenly emerged from the shadows behind him. "I sensed an intruder here - but I never expected it to be you. How curious."

Daniel lifted the shard, holding it like a dagger between them. He warily backed away as Angelica approached.  

"Hmmmmm, I assume from your fierce expression that you have somehow learned the truth. Somehow Penny is still reaching out to you isn't she? Well not for much longer - soon she will be me completely. Do you like my new body by the way Daniel? I'm Angelica now, and it feels so good. I love being an evil slut, just look at my perfect body."

She paused - stretching her arms wide and letting him drink in her corrupt perfection. He gazed at her huge breasts, her soft white flesh and wicked lips and he felt temptation.

"Would you like to fuck me Daniel?"

Angelica giggled and slid her dress from her body to reveal the glory of her soft, yielding flesh. He felt his cock begin to get hard as she looked into his eyes and he felt himself starting to fall under her spell.

"That's right Daniel, as Angelica I can give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. I want you to bend my body over and fuck me hard - grabbing my big titties and burying your hatred and lust within me. Take me - become my lover, you won't regret it."

The temptation was terrible, but Daniel's love for Penny was just strong enough. With a yell of defiance, he gripped the mirror shard and he began to chant. 

Angelica raised a perfect eyebrow in amusement. "What are you doing you fool? The mirror serves only me - only I know the incantations to unlock its power. Soon it will be repaired and my power will swell once more."

The smile slid from her lips as the shard began to glow and the secret commands Penny had planted into Daniel's mind began to allow him to unlock its power. She began to feel a tug at her soul and a pink glow began to rise from her body.

Angelica knew what Daniel was trying to do and she sneered as she backed away -"This won't work you fool - your girlfriends body is mine - our souls are as one now... you can't remove me from her."

 "Then why are you so afraid?" laughed Daniel triumphantly, as he lunged forward and held up the shard so it blazed with power.  With a gasp, Angelica sank to her knees and screamed. Pink smoke began to flow out of her mouth as Penny's familiar features started to appear and her evil spirit was drawn back towards the mirror. 

Angelica grasped at the smoke bellowing from her mouth and tried to suck it back in. "Nooooo, I need it... don't leave me!"

She could feel herself being sucked from her corrupted host. For all her power - it was hopeless. Soon Angelica would be out of her host and a helpless spirit, ready to be destroyed.

But Daniel had underestimated his foe and she wasn't done yet. Realising she had lost control of Penny, Angelica switched tactics. She flowed out of her hosts body faster and created an explosion of energy that overwhelmed the shard and sent it flying from Daniel's hands. 

The stunned boys mouth dropped open, and that was the only chance Angelica needed as she flowed into his throat and forced herself down with great slutty sucking gloopy sounds. 

Angelica tasted good and Daniel began to suck. A delicious warmth filled him from the inside as she oozed down into his body. He had never had anything slide down his throat before and an image of a big cock sliding in and out between his lips filled his mind. It made him horny and he smiled sluttily as the last of Angelica slid into him with a wet pop.

Foolish boy - your weak male mind and pathetic body is sooooo easily corrupted. I'm going to make you into me. Prepare to become a Goddess!

Daniel tried to fight, but Angelica was strong and having practiced on Penny, she now knew how to corrupt a mind and shape a body to her liking. She began to transform her new host, exulting as she made his nails lengthen and his chest begin to grow. Daniel was going to like being a woman. 

Across from him, Penny had reverted back to normal now that Angelica had left her. As Penny's eyes flickered open, she cried in horror as she saw Daniel beginning to transform. She knew exactly what was happening to him and how good it felt. She felt bitter jealousy - being Angelica had felt so good and now the power was his instead. It wasn't fair!

"Ohhhhh, ohhhh Penny it feels so good!" groaned Daniel. "Run... you have to uuuuggghhh get out of here. I can't stop her making me into her, I WANT HER to do it! Yesssss, make me into Angelica, make me into a BITCH! Yesss, oh fuck, my dick is cumming and I'm becoming a Goddess."

The pleasure had already caused Daniel's dick to spurt for the last time as it was sucked between his legs and Angelica's tits erupted from his chest. 

Long blonde hair lashed wildly as pink lips curved into a slutty smile and cracks and pops of shifting bones heralded the re-re-birth of a Goddess. "YES OH YES! I love it," giggled Daniel as he stretched and transformed, becoming more evil and sluttier by the moment. "You stupid little bitch, the power is all mine now. I AM ANGELICA!”

Penny quivered in fear as she watched Daniel's clothing change and makeup cover his face. His kind face became slutty and cruel as his massive new tits finished swelling into his manicured hands and he squeezed them with unholy joy - shaking his round ass and giggling as stocking encased his legs. Being a horny MILF felt amazing. 

As Daniel's body posture changed to ape her Stepmother's Penny saw Daniel looked exactly like Angelica now and her corruption of his body and mind was clearly complete.

"Mmmmh, it feels good to be Angelica," laughed the new slut happily. "Too bad you aren't me anymore Penny. You're just in time to witness my final victory too."

With a wave of her hand Angelica sent the shards of the mirror rising into the air and they flew back into place. Pushing the master shard she still held in her hand back into place, she watched in satisfaction as her mirror was reborn.

"Two years you left me trapped Penny. Now I think its time for a taste of your own medicine." Angelica laughed insanely as a powerful wind picked up Penny and dragged her towards the mirror. She screamed in terror but it was hopeless as she was drawn into glass and her physical form consumed... her soul left forever behind the glass watching out.

"Don't worry Penny, we'll move the mirror back to my boudoir so you can watch me fuck your Father again and again - wishing you could be me again all the time."

With a last look of triumph Angelica turned around and headed to her bedroom. This time there really was no stopping her!  "Time to get pregnant and complete my domination of your feeble family.  I'll make sure my daughter grows up to be less of a loser than you were Penny. Hahahaha!"

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EPILOGUE - Eighteen Years Later.

Madison always wondered what was so important about the mirror in her Mom's boudoir. She'd always been fascinated by the few glimpses she had gotten and she would sometimes dream about it.  She felt drawn to the mirror and a whispering voice seemed to haunt her dreams.  Unfortunately - Angelica wouldn't tell her naughty young daughter, promising to share the secret one day. Still Madison had never been one for patiently waiting so she decided to take matters into her own hands.

Bitchy, blonde and evil through and through - the manipulative Alpha girl had been well trained by her mother to become a vain, selfish controller of men and to bully to weaker girls. She loved her spoiled bad girl life and she had all the clothes, makeup and cock a hot little slut could wish for. But her curiosity was too great and so she had broken into her Mom's room one day to look for herself at the mirror.

It was funny - she could almost hear a whispering from the mirror. A soft seductive chant compelling her to draw closer. Enraptured Madison obeyed and placed her hand on the glass.  She groaned as she felt the cool glass and something evil and delicious flowing into her from the void beyond.

"Ooooooh that's so much better."

Penny opened her eyes and smirked as she looked down at her new body in obvious pleasure. Her bitchy young lips twisted into a sigh of satisfaction as she grabbed her tight little ass and absorbed Madison's memories and personality into herself.

The new Madison looked down at her busty chest and with a bitchy giggle stroked out her hot blonde hair. 

"Like... OMG - 18 years attuning myself to this little sluts body so she would one day become my vessel and still I had no idea it would feel this good. I AM Madison now."

She ran shivering hands over her horny body, already dreaming of the fucking she was going to give herself later. She was free at last... free after all this time and that bitch Angelica had no idea of what she had become.

"I'm your daughter now bitch, and I've had eighteen years to corrupt myself and become one with the mirror. It serves me now and you have no idea what you've created."

Laughing madly, Madison stalked off to her room to find some sex toys. First she would cum and then she would show Angelica how the new Goddess and Mistress of the mirror would have her revenge after eighteen years of plotting.

"Get ready bitch, because here I cum.... mmmmmmmmh."

THE END

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