Dumbed Down

"What's the matter Mr Taylor?  Starting to panic?

Oh dear - only sixteen days till we go back to school and everyone sees you've failed to transform your favourite student back into his usual dorky self.  I am sorry Mr Taylor, but I just can't seem to remember any of this stuff you're teaching me - it's like my silly little brain just can't remember any of it anymore. All I can think about it is makeup, fashion and boys - I'm such a dummy now.

Oh I know you're trying to make me bright again in the hopes it will trigger my old personality to come back and take control - but he's buried so deep inside me I just don't know where he could be.  I'm afraid if he doesn't come back I'll never remember what he did to cause the lab accident that created me. Who knows what he was doing with all those machines and chemicals - the fire destroyed everything unfortunately.

So I guess if Dexter doesn't come back that means I'll be left like this forever and the school will lose all the funding it was going to get for winning that prestigious competition won't it?  Oh no, the Principal will be very angry with you Mr Taylor.  So will my parents.  They want their little genius back, not some pretty little ditz who just wants to spend all her Daddy's money.

I am trying to help Mr Taylor - it's just so difficult.  We've been going at this all summer and all we've learned is that I'm so dumb I can't even do the most basic things.  Nothing is sparking in my brain - but then again maybe it's because I'm so distracted.

Oh... didn't you notice I was finding it hard to concentrate? Don't you know why?

It's you Mr Taylor.  Being so close to someone so.... brilliant and so... handsome is really distracting. I can't stop thinking about you when we're together and when you speak - the words just go right through my head and won't stick because all I'm hearing is what I want to hear. 

Maybe we're going about this all wrong?  You're far too tense and you need to relax. Shhhhh, don't worry - just let me sit on your lap and loosen your tie a little.  Maybe if we stop trying so hard, my male self might resurface.  Perhaps we've just been over-doing it?

Mmmmh, doesn't it feel nice me sitting in your lap?  My soft little bottom grinding against your crotch... oh MR TAYLOR, is that... is that your cock?  Oh my goodness it's so big and so hard. I can feel it swelling against my bottom.

Ooooh no wonder you're so tense and frustrated.  Has your wife not been taking care of you?  I guess you've been spending so much time with me, she hasn't had a chance.  Would you... no... it's silly and wrong.... but would you like me to touch it for a while?

I won't tell anyone, I promise.  You've been working so hard to try and help me and I want to reward you.  Even if it isn't working - you're trying to make me clever again.  To be honest - THIS is what has really been distracting me too, so perhaps if I touch it for a while and stroke it - I can clear my head too.

Ooooh, did you ever think that Dexter the geek would be touching your cock like this Mr Taylor? Oh fuck, it's really big and look how much bigger it's getting as a I stroke it.  I'm more like Dixie the Slut these days.  That's right... I'm a dumb, silly, slut who all the boys like.  Ooooh of course I've been playing with the boys and sucking their dicks, what did you think I was doing whenever I would sneak off from here?  What else would a horny eighteen year old girl do when she got the chance?  Do you wanna see what I can do?

Mmmmmmh, isn't that even better than me stroking your cock?  Doesn't it feel great in my slutty little mouth?  I've wanted to suck your dick for so long Mr Taylor.  The reason none of your lessons stay in my head is this is all I'm thinking about all the time.  All I crave is your big dick, it's all I want and need. Being smart and clever isn't nearly as important as getting your cock.

Mmmmpphhhh.

glug, gluggggg, glugggggg...

Oh isn't that nice.  Look how wet your cock is with all that precum and that saliva.  Mmmmh, it's almost as wet as my tight little pussy.  Oh I didn't mean... but then again, you're so smart putting two and two together Mr Taylor. Yes - it's such a good idea. Why don't I put my tight wet teenage pussy down onto your dick? Oh yes, don't you want to know how it feels to fuck a dumb, little, whore like me?

Oh dear - does it upset you when I call myself dumb?  Is it because I used to be so smart?  Don't worry about it Mr Taylor, I prefer being dumb.  I'm so stupid and horny now that I don't have to worry about anything anymore. I'm so foolish and naïve these days - it would be so easy for a dominant man to take control of me.  Just imagine having me as your fuck slut ALL the time.

Oh wow, you're getting even harder Mr Taylor - is it something I said?

Mmmmh, I think study for the day is over.  We're both far too horny now.  I think we should do as you suggested and you should let me ride you for a while.  Shhhhh, we don't need a condom - there isn't time.  Just let me wrap my tight pussy lips round your throbbing cock - I promise you'll enjoy it.

Ohhh fuck yes... it's so big and it's going so deep into my tiny body.  Mmmmh, do you wanna play with my titties as I bounce on you Mr Taylor?  Yes, grab them... slap them... play with your little fuck doll. Oooooh, did you ever think your favourite nerd would one day be bouncing up and down on your cock?  Doesn't this feel so right Mr Taylor.

I bet your wife doesn't fuck you like this.  How could she?  She's clever isn't she Me Taylor... she's a scientist too.  Do you like clever women like her, or do you prefer dumb fucking sluts like me.  Hehe, your cock tells me everything I need to know.  You like horny little dummies like me don't you?

Oooooh bouncy, bouncy, bouncy - ahhhhh now don't lie to me Mr Taylor you're close to cumming aren't you?  My tight pussy is squeezing your cock so good and its been so long since you felt anything this tight and delicious, I know you can't last long.

Why don't you pull out and spunk all over my pretty face? Show me what a dumb bitch I am.  That's right - fucking give it to me.  Yes cum all over me.

Oh my goodness Mr Taylor, oh fuck you're cumming so hard.

Wow, thats such a lot of cum Mr Taylor.  You really gave it to me good.  

Ohhhh but it's the end of the day and there's no more time for lessons is there?   What a shame - but perhaps now we've cleared the air we'll make more progress tomorrow. You're so smart and wise Mr Taylor - you'll figure it out.

Ummmm, by the way - don't some of these classrooms have cameras in them?  Imagine if someone had filmed everything we just did and had backed it all up online.  Imagine if all someone needed to do was click a button and the Principal and her parents would all be sent copies of this film?  Hehe, luckily I'm such a dumb dumb I could never think of anything so clever.

Maybe it would be a better idea if I stayed a dumb, pretty, girl huh Mr Taylor.  Maybe we should spend the next fifteen days just fucking and having fun? 

What do you say?"

THE END

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 Double Dolled

"Look what I got you for your birthday honey," giggled Jasmine as she allowed her boyfriend to take his hands from over his eyes and see what she had bought him. "It's one of those Double-Dolls I keep seeing advertised on TV.  Made from an advanced set of polymers - this head band will allow me to transfer my consciousness into the doll and animate it.  You know I've always wished I had bigger tits - well now I can give you the slutty body you've always wanted to fuck and have some fun myself."

James whistled appreciatively.  "Oh my God honey - that's so cool.  I can't believe you'd do this for me."

"Anything for you - besides I kinda wanna know how it feels to be a hot busty slut," giggled Jasmine. "Let me just go tidy up our bedroom then I'll jump into this thing and we can have some fun."

James watched Jasmine go, then he examined the doll.  He was super excited at the thought of his slender girlfriend inside it - the rubber looking flesh turning real as she became a big cock-sucking MILF with a body he could really pound.

He wondered what it would feel like to be inside the doll... to have a body like that? Jasmine was so lucky getting to try something so kinky.  Then again - why should she be the only one?

Looking around guiltily, he picked up the headband and sat on the sofa.  Jasmine would be a while tidying up and it wasn't like she'd ever know what he'd done if he was quick.  He'd never considered being a woman before, but becoming a busty sex doll seemed like too good an opportunity to pass up.  Sliding the headband on, he pushed a button on the side and groaned as his vision went hazy and his consciousness seemed to drift away.

It felt like he was floating in darkness and then...

******

James opened his eyes.  He felt so different... so strange.  His body was now encased in tight pink leather and he smelt of sexy perfume. Soft black hair tickled his neck and he could taste makeup on his lips.  The doll was super realistic down to every smell, every taste... every touch.

"Oh fuck, this is amazing," he groaned in a feminine voice as he stretched and looking down saw he had a large round pair of tits now.  Grinning he cupped them in manicured hands and groaned as the nipples got hard and he felt a jolt of enhanced arousal. 

Even more strangely - that made his new pussy get wet with desire and he groaned as he became aware that he no longer had a dick.  Every part of him was throbbing with lust - the doll was designed for sex and every erogenous zone had been made super sensitive to bring it's inhabitant pleasure.  It made him want to touch this new body and find out what an orgasm would feel like.

Would sir like me to download guidance on optimal masturbation? 

"Wh... who the fuck said that?" gasped James as a calm and clear female voice spoke directly into his brain.

Apologies if I alarmed you sir.  I am Luna - the dolls onboard AI. I exist to serve my user and ensure you are able to fully enjoy your Double-Doll. I am able to download any needed information into your mind including sexual positions, seduction techniques and I can enhance sexual arousal and alter your perceptions to make the experience even more enjoyable.

"Wh...what do you mean?" stammered James.

In testing we discovered male users were often reluctant to engage in sex whilst in this body - so I can alter your sexual orientation and give you female desires to enable you to enjoy your new body properly.  I will demonstrate.

James groaned as his head suddenly buzzed and suddenly all he could think about was cock.  He got wet, his panties dripping, as visions of big throbbing dicks began to go through his mind and a desire to get fucked by a man and do the nastiest things possible began to fill him.

"Ooooh shit, I'm so horny - this feels amazing," groaned James as he staggered to the sofa where his unconscious body lay. "Uuuugh I need a man and I need him NOW!" Looking at his own masculine body, he felt a sudden surge of arousal and pulling down the jeans on the body in front of him he looked with lust at his own cock.  "Oh fuck yes."

He bent down and slid the cock into his mouth.  He started to suck, but squealed in annoyance. The dick was limp and flaccid - lifeless without the driving consciousness of his mind.  Pulling his mouth off it, he felt his mouth salivate with desire as he looked at his own dick and wished that it was a hard and throbbing cock he could enjoy himself with and not this flaccid useless thing.

If sir wishes - I can activate autopilot mode.  I can remotely control his linked body and make it available for sexual enjoyment.

"What - really? Fuck yes!  Do it Luna."

The unconscious body in front of him suddenly jerked and sat up.  "As you can see sir, I am now in control of your body.  I can now sexually pleasure you as you desire."  

James shivered at the eerie sight of his own body walking and talking, but his disquiet quickly faded as he saw the stiffening cock in front of him and hungrily bent over to get it into his mouth.  Now this was more like it.

"Mmmmmmmhhh," moaned James as he sucked his own dick and loved it.  The big fleshy cock slid easily in and out of his mouth. His slippy pink doll lips were designed for sucking and the doll had no gag reflex allowing James to deepthroat as far as he wished. Still - it wasn't that easy to suck cock for such an amateur and he wasn't sure what to do beyond shoving it in and out of his mouth.

"I will download all needed sexual techniques that sir may require," intoned Luna from his body and James groaned as his head throbbed and suddenly he KNEW everything about sex.

With a wicked grin he adjusted his grip and went back to work - his technique now flawless.  Mmmmh, sucking cock felt so good and he wanted more.

"Oh yes sir, your dick is enjoying being sucked very much. I will record these memories in your brain for you to enjoy when you return," gasped Luna.

James giggled at the thought that later he'd be able to remember how this had felt from the other way round.  This was totally twisted and fucked up and he loved it.  Reaching behind him he began to finger his pussy, moaning as he got super wet and ready for the hard fucking he knew he needed.

"Yes - make sure I remember everything.  Now bring that big dick here and fuck me," he groaned turning round to present his big ass and tight pussy.  "Fuck me really hard."

"As you command sir," spoke his body and James' eyes went wide and he screamed in joy as his own dick pushed into his juicy pussy and began to thrust in and out with confident pumps.

"Oh my GOD!  I'm being fucked by myself and I FUCKING LOVE IT.  Yes - pound me baby, fuck me hard!"

SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP!

James groaned and screamed like a whore with every thrust as Luna pounded him.  He had never felt such pleasure and the harder and rougher his own body gave it to him, the more he enjoyed it.

"Oh fuck I'm CUMMMMING!" he screamed, female squeals and groans of pleasure bursting out of him.

"Yes I LOVE being a slut with a big ass and huge tits.  I'm just a fucking cock-whore who needs it bad. Fucking give it to me baby!"

Giggling and laughing, James let all his stupid masculinity drain away as he fully embraced his new sex-doll body.  He never wanted this to end.  His screams got louder and louder.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE?" suddenly screamed a horrified voice and James looked up through a haze of pleasure to see Jasmine sobbing in the doorway.

"James who are you fucking inside that doll?  What is going on?"

James realised that to Jasmine it looked like he was fucking the doll and she assumed another person must be inside.  He considered trying to explain that he was basically fucking himself or to tell her about Luna, but it all seemed like too much bother when there was such pleasure to be enjoyed right now.

"Oooooh it's too complicated to explain," groaned James, "I just need to cum a few more times and I'll tell you later." he moaned from the sex-doll body.

"Shut up bitch, I was talking to my boyfriend.  Now James stop fucking her at once, I demand answers," screamed Jasmine.

"Does sir wish me to stop?" said his own body - confusing the situation even more.

"Don't you dare. Ignore her and keep fucking me," gasped James close to cumming again.

"You WHORE!" screeched Jasmine throwing a lamp across the room and missing, then turning around and running out of the house crying.

"Oh fuck - what a mess," groaned James still too horny to care.  "I'll have to try and sort it out later. Speaking of a mess - I wanna know what it feels like to be covered in cum.  I want you to cum all over my slut face."

Pulling out of him, Luna obediently jerked James' cock till it began to spurt and splatter warm cum everywhere.

As he licked up the warm cum from his face - James giggled and got Luna to sit his body back down.  He was going to get into so much trouble for this - Jasmine might never forgive him...

But it had definitely been worth it.

THE END

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Bully-Blonde

Annabella nervously examined herself in the mirror as her best-friend Shannon mixed up the gunk she would shortly be putting into her hair.  Her usual reflection stared back at her.  Tall, awkward and dorky - with glasses and straight brown hair, Annabella didn't really want to change how she looked, but Shannon wasn't giving her much choice.  Underneath it all Annabella was already quite attractive, but the way she held herself and the way she dressed sometimes made it hard to see that.  She didn't really want to get a 'make-over' but Shannon was pushing her into it.

It was all just a question of confidence.  Annabella had none.  She was a nervous wreck and for the past six months had been getting worse as the bullies at school realised what a push-over she was.  Madison - her chief bully - had been making her life particularly difficult and despite her friends trying to protect her, there were always times when Annabella was on her own and needed to be able to stand up for herself.

That's when Shannon had suggested they steal some of her Mom's Magic Hair-dye and give Annabella a makeover.  Shannon's Mum was a witch who ran an exclusive salon, her coloured hair-dyes affected the wearers personality and could help them feel more confident, more sexy... whatever they wanted.

They had settled on 'Confident-crimson' a red-hair colour that would make Annabella more self-possessed and less anxious.  The bottles were all numbered and Shannon had grabbed 96 from the shelf and snuck it back to her friends house.  Now all she had to do was put it in Annabella's hair.

"Remember this is magic dye - so it becomes permanent until you put another colour in," she grinned slipping on a pair of gloves.  "Soon you'll be a beautiful confident red-head, ready to stand up to Madison."

"I... I'm not sure about this," muttered Annabella anxiously as her friend began to carefully administer the hair dye and she felt it begin to sink into her scalp.  

"Stop being such a scaredy-cat - nothing can go wrong," laughed Shannon as she sectioned her friends hair and combed through the dye.  "My Mom might be mad if she founds out I used her hair-dye without permission, but otherwise it will be fine.  It shouldn't take long to develop... I can't wait to see you as a red-head."

Shannon finished applying the dye and carefully cleaned everything up whilst Annabella waited in the chair.  Minutes ticked by and Annabella felt her hair tingling and her scalp itching.  She tapped her fingers impatiently on the arm-rest and let out an uncharacteristic sigh.  What was taking so long?

Annabella suddenly realised she no longer felt nervous or anxious about anything.  Instead she felt... confident and assertive.  The dye must have taken effect.  For the first time in her life she wasn't worried about anything and it was a wonderful feeling - the absence of guilt or worry.  She'd have to thank Shannon for this wonderful gift... she felt amazing.

Hearing her friend come through the door and squeak in shock, she turned to look at her curiously.  Shannon was standing in the doorway, her eyes wide in horror and her hands to her mouth.  She had dropped the mirror she was bringing with her onto the carpet - so Annabella couldn't see what was wrong.

"What is it?  What's the matter?" she snapped.

"Your hair.  Oh fuck... I must have gotten the wrong bottle.  It's gone BLONDE!"

Standing up, Annabella reached down and picked up the mirror.  Holding it up she drew in a sharp intake of breath as she saw what she now looked like.

Her hair was now bright blonde - even blonder than that bitch Madison's. It was as rich as silk and as breath-taking as gold.  It was the hair of a spoiled, rich, goddess.  

She liked it.

"Oh no, I'm so sorry - look we'll find the right bottle and try again," stammered Shannon assuming her friend was upset.

"No - don't bother," smiled Annabella as she stroked her new hair and smiled lovingly.  "I like it and I feel amazing. So much more confident and powerful.  But tell me - which colour is this?"

"I must have grabbed bottle 69 instead of bottle 96.  Let me see..." she began to consult her notes whilst Annabella admired herself in the mirror.

The girls posture was now better, her stance confident and self assured.  Her face had taken on a wicked look, and she reached up to toss away her glasses - noting that the hair dye appeared to have improved her eye-sight too.  Yes... this was MUCH better.

"Oh shit, this can't be right.  I've dyed your hair Bully-Blonde.  It's designed to make the wearer confident but mean.  It will make you into a spoiled and nasty bitch.  We have to change the colour right away."

"Ohhhhh I don't think so," smirked Annabella as she walked up to her friend - seemingly friendly, but with a menacing air to her.  Shannon had never noticed how tall Annabella was before.  Annabella may have been a nerd, but she was fit and well built with well toned muscles.  The hair-dye appeared to have brought those features out and not only was she now strikingly beautiful, it was obvious that she could easily physically dominate the other girl.

"I like how this hair-dye makes me feel.  I think I'll keep this look for a while - after all you DID want me to stand up for myself didn't you?"  She advanced forward slowly, forcing Shannon to back away till she bumped up against the wall and Annabella loomed over her.

"Annabella - please stop - you're scaring me..." whimpered Shannon as the other girl looked down at her with a cruel smile.

"Annabella? I hate that fucking name," grinned the blonde girl. "From now on you will call me Bella."

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"Did you get my homework done Shannon?  Cheerleader try-outs are tomorrow and I need to work on my flexibility," purred Bella as she effortlessly stretched her perfect young body in front of her harassed looking friend.

"Yes Bella," squeaked Shannon obediently.

"Make sure I get a higher mark than you this time - otherwise the teacher will get suspicious that they're copies," muttered Bella.  "In fact - it would probably be safer if I get an A+ and you get a B. Change your answers to get them wrong."

"But... but..." gasped Shannon in shock - not believing that her friend would force her to do badly on her work, just for her own selfish benefit - but then stopping as she saw the dangerous look in Bella's eye.

She just nodded obediently.

Bella smiled, pleased with her friends subservience. "Good. Tomorrow you can take some flowers to Madison in the hospital.  We don't want anyone getting suspicious that it was me who pushed her down the stairs at school.  Buy them and put my name on them - get the biggest bunch you can afford."

There wasn't even a suggestion or offer that Bella would contribute to the cost.  There was also not even the slightest glimmer of guilt or pity in the blonde girls sexy eyes.

Madison had never seen who had pushed her down the stairs, Bella had been too quick for that, and with Shannon as her alibi had claimed she was in another part of the school.  Shannon still had horrific flash-backs to the shrieks as Madison hit each step and the crack as her leg bone shattered.  Bella had just stood with a smile on her face... breathing heavily... almost aroused by what she had done as Madison screamed in pain - lucky not to have cracked her head open on the step.

Shannon had often wondered if Bella had realised that she could have killed Madison.  Maybe she just didn't care.  She was so different to the kind and shy girl that Shannon used to know. Annabella would never have done something so evil and so dangerous - even if Madison was a bully she didn't deserve it.

Seeing what a psychopath her friend had become, Shannon now lived in fear.  She knew that Bella would step-on anyone who got in her way and that so long as her hair was bully-blonde, she would increasingly become more and more of a bully.  But she didn't dare fight back as she was terrified of what Bella might do.

"Once I become a member of the cheerleading squad - now that Madison has left a convenient vacancy - I'll finally be in the popular clique. I'll be able to be friends with Chloe, Ashley, Lucy and Paige.  They're already being nice to me - I think they like me."

"I thought you hated those bitches, they were almost as mean to you as Madison was."

"Haha, they were mean to that loser Annabella and I don't blame them.  She was a total fucking loser who deserved to be bullied.  Now shut up and finish my homework, now I've warmed up, I need to concentrate on my cheerleading poses..."

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

Shannon cried out as Bella pushed her hard into the lockers and they crashed with the impact of her body.  She wriggled, but the other girl pinned her up - her strength too much for Shannon to compete with.

"No - Bella, please... don't hurt me!"

"Shut up you dumb little bitch," sneered Bella as she leaned close.  "I knew I couldn't trust you.  Ever since I got busy with the cheerleading squad you've been sneaking around... so I broke into your locker to see what you're up to and guess what I found?  Bottle number 21 - Submissive Mousy-Brown.  You were planning to try and dye my beautiful blonde hair back to brown and turn me back into that weak, little, nerd Annabella weren't you?"

"No... no!  I swear it's not what I was going to do.  I was going to help you... I was going to use the bottle on any girls in school that tried to stand up to you.  Madison's leg is nearly healed and she'll be back soon.  I know you want to keep your position as Head Cheerleader, so I thought that..."

"BULLSHIT," spat Bella - "but in your desperate attempt to stop me beating the shit out of you - perhaps you just hit on a genius idea.  The submissive brown colour would be fun to play with.  But we aren't going to put it on Madison - that stupid bitch has already lost all her power and when she returns she'll fit in with all the other girls and become one of my betas.  No... we're going to use it on you."

Shannon's eyes widened in fear.  "No... what?  Please... I..."

Bella grinned as she leaned in close, "Soon you'll be a submissive little slut who aches to serve her Mistress.  You're going to make such a nice pet - and once I have you fully under my control - I can get you to steal more hair dye for me.  There are so many other colours and effects to play with."

Pushing Shannon into the showers, Bella unscrewed the bottle and advanced with a grin on her face...

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

Shannon gazed with worshipful eyes upon Bella's perfect body and thought again about how lucky she was to serve such a Goddess.  She wasn't the only one.  Six girls with identical mousy-brown hair knelt obediently around their Queen in a circle. Shannon had never felt happier being her Mistresses slave... not that she thought of herself as Shannon anymore, Bella had given each of them a new name to match their function.

Shannon was known as 'Homework' these days as it was her job to make sure Bella never had to lift a finger to complete her assignments or do any work at home.  Sitting next to her was "Cleaner" then there was "Driver" and so on.

Each girl knew her place and knew what she had to do to serve her Goddess.  Shannon had helped pin each one down so Bella could rub in the hair-dye to turn them into her obedient servants.  Watching the resistance drain out of their eyes had been kind of hot.

In the corner sat an older woman with the same mousy-brown hair as the girls mixing up hair-dye.  Shannon no longer thought of her as 'Mother' and she felt no guilt about the night she had slipped into her own mothers bedroom and pinned her down so that Bella could dye her hair like all the rest and enslave the only person that might have known how to stop her.

Mother was actually teaching Bella all her magic now and Bella was planning to take over the salon and open it to a wider clientele base.  Once every girl and woman in town started going to Bella's Salon - they would all become hers one way or another. 

Bella smiled as she surveyed her servants and flicked out her perfect bully-blonde hair with an accustomed gesture.

"Blondes really do have more fun," she laughed evilly. 

THE END

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 Girls Night Out

The music was pumping, the club was jumping - a hundred sweaty bodies gyrating against each other as couples danced to the music and forgot their worries for the evening.  Hot girls and boys were coupling up, kissing on the dance floor and a few were even feeling each other up - one guys hands deep inside a woman's panties, her skirt hiked up as she moaned and rubbed herself feverishly against him, wanting to feel his hard cock against her ass cheeks.

The washrooms were quieter - the booming bass muted through the plaster walls - and two girls were adjusting their makeup in the mirror of the ladies - complimenting each other on how good they were both looking tonight.  It was a scene that had played out a million times before and any woman entering the washroom wouldn't have given the couple a second glance.

But this was no ordinary night and for the girl in the sexy red dress - this was the first time she had ever actually been in a women's washroom.

Adjusting the straps of his dress and examining his makeup, Alex was glad that his girlfriend Michelle had come to the washroom with him.  Without his girlfriend's experienced help, he would never have been able to get his makeup looking this good.   Michelle had told him that girls always went together anyway, a big change for how Alex normally did things.

Like most guys, Alex wouldn't ever consider asking another man to visit the toilet with him - not unless he wanted a punch in the face.  The world of femininity was becoming clearer with every second and Michelle was proving to be an expert guide.

"See I told you this would be fun," giggled Michelle as she finished adjusting her own makeup. "How long has it been since the two of us went out and just had fun like this?"

"Ages I guess," squeaked Alex - still finding his higher register and softer voice surprising to hear when he opened his mouth.  Not that it was the most dramatic or exciting of the changes his body had undergone when he drank the Elixir.  The firm and full breasts now attached to his chest, or the trimmed and sexy pussy glistening between his legs represented that.

He still remembered the strange sensations of his transformation only an hour ago - the feeling of his hair sliding down his shoulders - his features transforming and his body shrinking.  Strangest of all had been the numbness as his dick had vanished, but then the delicious sensation of his sensitive new pussy opening between his legs had replaced it and he hadn't cared anymore.  He had managed to touch his pussy a few times when Michelle wasn't watching - the sensations were amazing and made him feel so horny... so alive.  It made him think such naughty thoughts.

Alex hadn't been sure about all this at first, but Michelle had insisted he drink the Elixir and go out with her.  She'd confessed she was struggling with their relationship - she was finding him increasingly distant and hard to relate to.  One of her girlfriends had provided her with the Elixir claiming it had brought her and her boyfriend together when she had similar problems.

Michelle wanted to connect with Alex as friends - not just lovers.  She wanted to share experiences with him and have him understand her point of view better.  What better way to do that than by turning him into a girl for the evening?  Alex was now glad she had, he was having a blast and he felt so... different.  It wasn't just the physical changes, it felt like he was a new person - like he could do anything now.

"Come on, lets get back to dancing," laughed Michelle as she tugged on Alex's arm and dragged him out. "It's party time."

******

Out in the flashing swirling lights of the club, the music pounding and the alcohol running through his smaller body - Alex had never felt so alive.  He was usually a very inhibited dancer - but now he strutted and gyrated with a natural pulse that seemed to tell his body which way to move.  All eyes were soon on him and Michelle as they moved to the centre of the dance floor, and as he smiled his sexy new smile and bit his lip playfully, he felt boys start to surround him and Michelle hungrily.

The thought excited him.  All those boys watching him shake his ass and bend his flexible body.  They wanted him so badly and teasing them made him feel so turned on.  What were these feelings growing inside him?  Was he... horny?

Alex's little heart was pounding - each beat pumping Elixir and female hormones around his body.  He felt light-headed and almost-out-of-control.  There was an ache in his loins and his nipples were hard as he groaned and bumped back against a handsome man dancing close behind. Giggling he rubbed his ass into the mans crotch and felt strong hands take him by the waist.

"Hey get off her," came a voice and Alex was yanked forward by Michelle. "What a fucking creep, sorry about that babe. Can't believe he just grabbed you."

Alex felt a disappointment as he glanced back at the man, and saw how fit he was.  Muscled and handsome with expensive clothes on, he looked like a total stud.  He caught only a glance as with a pissed off expression, the guy vanished into the crowd to look for another girl to dance with.  A flash or irritation and anger towards Michelle shot through his mind before he could stop it.

This bitch is totally cock-blocking you... you need to get away from her.

Alex's head swam as a sexy confident voice suddenly spoke in his mind and he felt a warm delicious feeling of euphoria fill him with it's seductive whispers.  For some reason the voice comforted him and excited him.  It was smooth, confident - the voice of a bitch who knew what she wanted.  He liked it... he wanted to have a voice just like that.

Don't worry baby. You're not hearing things... you're just talking to yourself in your own mind. And the reason you're talking to yourself in your mind is because you're becoming ME.   This Elixir stuff must cause mental as well as physical changes.  For whatever reason the dancing and the attention from the boys seems to be accelerating the process.

Now then - it's time for me to make you into the attention seeking whore you long to be.  Let it go Alex - it's time to become... Alexis.

Alex groaned - he wanted this so badly.  He couldn't say why - but he did.  He could feel his mind warping and changing, new thoughts and emotions being born as his brain re-wired itself and in the crucible of the dance-floor - amongst all the sweat, sex and hormones - he was born again.

Alex's eyes fluttered shut as he ran his hands over himself - feeling how good his new tits and smooth soft skin felt. His panties were wet as he dug his sexy fingernails into his hands and he shuddered and groaned in ecstasy.

Yesssss... now keep dancing you little slut - you're going to feel so good once I take control.  Ahhhh and here it comes... YES!

And with a wicked grin, Alexis opened her eyes...

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Michelle watched Alex dancing, with growing alarm.  He was suddenly acting really weird and in some almost imperceptible manner his entire body posture and mannerisms seemed to be shifting.  With every moment that passed, he looked more and more comfortable in his new body and as his mannerisms became more feminine, the more boys surrounded them.

Alex seemed to be playing up to it, drawing them in with his hips and his 'fuck-me' eyes.  Whereas before she had still seen the familiar expressions she was used to crossing this girls face - now Alex seemed to have a whole new set of expressions - all of them slutty and wanton.

Alex was groaning sexually, his hands running lightly over his breasts and down to his crotch as he slut-dropped up and down.  His long hair whipped out around his head as he tossed it from side to side and met the gaze of each boy in turn, testing them... tempting them... controlling them.  Sexy eyes that promised sin and pleasure looked unashamedly at each man and the guys drew in even closer.

There were too many men between Michelle and Alex now, it was as if they were deliberately separating them - but whilst Michelle was fighting to get back to her boyfriend, he seemed to be drawing away with a sly smile.

She tried to push past a man, but couldn't get through and by the time she had gotten around him, Alex had vanished into the crowd. 

"Where the hell did he go?" she whimpered in panic.  "Something is very wrong, I have to find him!"

With slow but frantic urgency, she began to search through the crowd.  She began to shove and push at people, screaming for them to get out of her way as she knocked over drinks and screamed Alex's name trying to be heard above the music.

"Crazy bitch."  "Woah she's gone mad." "Someone get help." yelled voices around her as she pushed past people, in a frenzy to try and find her boyfriend.

She gulped in relief as she caught sight of a red dress amongst the throng - but before she could even take a step towards it a heavy hand fell suddenly on her shoulder and she was yanked backwards towards the exit...

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Sliding effortlessly through the crowded dance floor - Alexis shivered with pleasure as the last few traces of her old personality dropped away like a snake shedding it's old skin.  It was a strange sensation to become a new person, to feel yourself changing to have new emotions, feelings and thoughts - but it felt so fucking good.

"Alex was such a fucking loser," she giggled - "now he's become so much better. He's become me."

Surveying the crowd like a hungry panther, Alexis' beautiful mouth curved into a wicked grin as she saw the man from earlier and she began to make her way towards him.

Alexis was now the dark mirror to Alex.  She was ruthless whilst he was kind.  She was manipulative whilst he was honest.  She was promiscuous whilst he was faithful.  Most importantly of all though, she was sexual whilst he was repressed.  

Driven by lust, by desire and by a dark impulse that she couldn't even explain - Alexis wanted to get fucked tonight.  She wanted a cock deep inside her and to feel like a Goddess.  She was already wet at the thought of what she was about to do as she slid next to the man, and whispered into his ear.

His slow grin was the only encouragement she needed as she grabbed his hand and led him back towards the restroom.  

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Michelle screamed as the bouncer pushed her out of the fire-door and slammed it shut behind her.  Sobbing and crying, she banged on the door begging him to let her back in.  When that didn't work she ran to the front of the club, but the two bouncers there warned her away with raised hands.  Seeing there was no way to get inside she desperately began to ring Alex's cell-phone, cursing as it kept ringing out to his answer phone. 

How had this happened?  The night had been going so well, but now her boyfriend was inside the club somewhere and he wasn't acting in his right mind. She had no idea what had happened to Alex, but it was all her fault and she had to do something.

Dialling her friend Lilly who had given her the Elixir, she gave a garbled explanation down the line - hoping her friend might know what was wrong.

"Woah, slow down Michelle.  Did you read the instructions I gave you with the vial? How much did you give him?"

"What instructions? I don't remember any..."  oh shit.  Michelle remembered now that there had been a piece of paper with the Elixir, but that she had put it to one side intending to read it later then forgotten.

"You didn't give him the full vial did you?  Oh shit - Michelle, that triggers a total transformation.  Your boyfriend is probably a completely different person now... and she could be up to anything!"

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"Mmmmmmhhhmppphhhhh, ooooh yesssss!"

Alexis knew she had never sucked a cock before - but for her first go she was going to try to make it good. She'd seen enough porn back when she was Alex to know how guys must like it (plus the advantage that she had Alex's memories of having his own cock sucked) - and she knew that the trick was to work the sensitive tip whilst working the shaft and balls as well.  Guys loved lots of moaning too and eye contact was also important.

The two of them were in the stall - Alexis kneeling at her lovers feet as she pumped and sucked on his cock.  It wasn't rocket science - guys weren't complicated - and she was obviously doing a good job because his dick was now super rock hard and he was making complimentary noises and stroking her hair.

"Oh yes, fucking suck it you slut," he groaned.

Alexis was only too eager to obey.  The guys dick was pleasingly big.  The only thing she wasn't sure about was how far she could get it down her throat.  She decided not to try - she'd like to test her deep-throating skills on a dildo before getting too carried away with her first blowjob.

Her heart was beating fast and she felt so slutty and alive.  Fucking a guy in a sweaty nightclub toilet was hardly going to be some luxurious, life-changing event - but the excitement of getting caught and being naughty in public made up for the circumstances.

Alexis knew this wasn't going to be some long bout of love-making - they would need to be fast. She had no idea where Michelle was, but she needed to fuck this guy before her girlfriend could stop her and she also knew they could get discovered any moment.

So once the guys cock was nicely lubed up with her spit and was as hard as it was going to get, she hiked up her dress and stood above him.

"What about a condom?" he groaned as she slowly started to lower her pussy.

"No time - just don't fucking cum in me." Alexis knew fucking without protection was risky for lots of reasons. She'd just have to hope the guy was clean and that he didn't blow his load whilst she was riding him.

Can I even get pregnant?  she wondered as she felt his big cock brush the outsides of her pussy. I probably don't want to find out - but the risk just makes it even hotter.

Grabbing his dick, she guided it in and with a squeal and a gasp of orgasmic satisfaction - felt it fill her tight pussy up and stretch her out good.

"Holy fuck, you're so tight - uuuuuggghhh you feel like a virgin."

"What if I told you I was?" giggled Alexis as she started to bounce up and down on his dick, using her legs to thrust up and down and moaning as with hot wet slaps she got him deeper inside every time.

"Ohhh fuck, I LOVE feeling your big dick inside me. YES I needed this so badly."

It was true.  There had been every chance that sex as a girl wouldn't feel as great as she had hoped, but now as she got her first taste of dick - Alexis knew that this was what she needed... what she had to have.  Pleasure was all that mattered.

Grabbing her hips, her lover helped her bounce up and down as she began to moan, throwing back her head as he grunted and thrusted below her.

It wasn't love making... it was fucking... the stall rocking and vibrating as they rutted like animals - sweat dripping down Alexis' perfect skin as her lover grabbed her hair and fucked her hard.

"Harder... yes harder... fucking give it to me."

Standing up with a growl, Alexis still deep inside him, he slammed her against the wall - now fucking her doggy and using her hair for leverage as he pounded her with deep wet slaps.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" screamed Alexis as her eyes went wide and her legs quivered. "OH DON'T STOP!"

She gurgled and moaned as she pounded her harder and faster... slap... slap...slap... slap... his hands over her tits as she squealed and moaned incoherently, barely able to stand from the pleasure.

A feeling or euphoria, stronger and harder than anything she had ever felt in her life rushed through her body as her loins exploded and with a squealing primal moan of pleasure, she began to cum hard.  He pushed her against the door - speeding up even more and pounding her so satisfyingly deep she felt she would pass out from pleasure.

"Ohhhhh fuck I'm CUMMMMING!" she screamed, juices running down her legs as the stall door burst open and they tumbled out into the rest-room.  

Women screamed and ran for the door as her lover pulled out of her and with her wet pussy juices still dripping off his cock she turned round to furiously jerk his cock. "Yes... give it to me... cum for me," she commanded as she ran her hands up and down and gazed up into his eyes.  "I need your cum!"

There was a sound of a commotion in the corridor outside, but the two lovers didn't care as with a groan he began to ejaculate.  Thick spurts of cum rained down, splashing onto Alexis' face and dripping into her mouth.  She groaned and opened wide, desperate to catch the salty goodness.  It tasted so fucking good.

It was over. She had fucked a guy and she had never felt so alive.

The commotion in the passageway intensified...

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"THERE'S A MAN IN THE GIRLS TOILET!" screamed two women hysterically as Michelle pushed her way past them, bouncer in tow.

It had taken a lot of work to talk her way back into the club, but after lying to the manager and explaining that her friend was high on drugs and likely to do something crazy, he had reluctantly allowed her back in alongside a bouncer to eject Alex.

As she heard the women screaming, Michelle had a sinking feeling in her stomach.  With a desperate lope, she forced her way down the corridor and into the ladies toilet.

The scene was like something from a porn film.  Alex was kneeling in the centre of the room, dripping with cum... a stall door swinging open on it's busted hinges as the guy from earlier stood over her boyfriend with his dick still oozing.

Striding into the room, the bouncer folded his arms.  "You're both barred, get the fuck out of here." He turned to Michelle.  "Take your slut friend and get out of here."

"Whoops," giggled Alexis wiping her face and pulling her dress back on.  "I'm done here anyway," she smirked at the bouncer as she strutted past.

"Alex... what the hell have you done?" gasped Michelle as she stared at her boyfriend in horror and they both made their way to the exit.

"It's Alexis actually," grinned the other girl as she licked up a loose bit of cum from her chin and finished adjusting her clothes. "What's your problem? Isn't this what girls do on a girls night out?"

Michelle looked into her former boyfriends eyes and she saw only a different person there.  A spoiled, slutty, bitch looked right back at her - no sign of shame or guilt at what she'd done evident.  They left through the fire exit - Michelle struggling to keep up with Alexis' long stride as they entered an alleyway towards the bus stop.

"You bitch," cried Michelle - "My friend was right - the Elixir has given you an entirely new personality."

"A better personality," grinned Alexis.  "Your boyfriend is a total loser, but as me - he can finally enjoy the better things in life.  Sex, money, power! I'm going to have it all.  With this body and my new superior personality no one will be able to..."

Alexis suddenly groaned and had to steady herself against the brick wall.

"... no one will be able to... ughhh... stop... me.... ahhhh what's wrong... I feel so weak."

Alexis let out a groan, this time of pain and clutched her tummy.  Gasping and panting, her eyes squeezed shut in pain - she spat through gritted teeth.  "NO!  He's coming back - I can't stop him... but you haven't seen the last of me.  I'll be back Michelle, don't you worry about that.  Your boyfriend is MINE now and he WILL become me again."

Falling to all fours, Alexis' screamed as her hair began to shorten and her body stretched and grew.  Her cum stained dress ripped and tore as her earrings popped out and her tights ripped and tore. Her white high heels kicked off as she shook and moaned, her voice deepening back to Alex's usual depth as stubble erupted on his chin and his panties bulged as a large firm cock pushed out.

Coughing and spluttering, the transformation slowed and weakly Alex picked himself up.  He looked ridiculous with red painted nails, smeared lipstick and eyeshadow and dressed in the ripped rags of a red dress.  Luckily no one else was around. 

"W... where am I?  Holy shit, am I wearing a dress?  I'd just taken the Elixir and... then it all went blurry."

"Alex - don't you remember what you did?"

"Flashes... like a dream. Not clear... oh Michelle. I feel so weak and sick. Oh fuck, I have to get out of here."

"Don't panic," soothed Michelle. "It's over now." Seeing some skips, she found a dirty ragged t-shirt and though it was disgusting, it was enough to cover his modesty.  "We'll get a taxi home and get you cleaned up. It's over now and I'm so sorry for making you take the Elixir.  I thought it would help, but it's ruined everything."

"The Elixir..." groaned Alex, "I... feel like I... like I want it again already.  To feel that way again, to BE Alexis."

"No baby, you'll be fine - it's just like a hangover - you'll feel okay tomorrow and the effects will be gone forever."

But as they walked towards the taxi rank, Alex shivering in her arms, Michelle thought back to what her friend had said about anyone who took a full dose.

Her friend had told her that the Elixir was incredibly addictive and Alex's cravings would only grow.  Worse - Alexis might start to come back and take control of Alex when he was weak.   The girls last words - her promise to return sent shivers down Michelle's spine.

"Don't worry dear, everything is going to be okay."

She just hoped it would be.

THE END 

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Karmic Control

"Hello darling, don't panic - it's me. 

That fitness video your ex-wife Vanessa made on Karmic Control - well I got bored so I started watching it.  She really had discovered a way to achieve total bodily self control, allowing a skilled practitioner to alter their mind and body however they saw fit.  No wonder she decided not to release the video - she kept the techniques for herself and walked out on you, but luckily for me she left this one copy here for your new girlfriend to find.

I didn't believe it at first until I tested the technique by making myself look exactly like her.  I always was jealous of her big tits and hot blonde body - so it felt amazing to feel myself change until I looked exactly like her.  I also used the techniques to change my mind a little and make myself a bit more like her - more assertive and confident - I'm tired of being a wallflower.

There were still some of her clothes left behind so I tried them on and they fit perfectly.  I really like how it feels to be her double.  I was going to change back before you got home, but I was enjoying this so much and I know for a fact that you'd love to fuck your ex-wife one last time.

Oh don't try to deny it - I know you love me, but you must have missed fucking this body with it's big tits and tight pussy.  Vanessa's sex drive is so much higher than mine and I bet you used to do all sorts of kinky shit with her.

Why don't I use my big new tits to jerk off that cock of yours and then I'll transform back into the normal me tomorrow... once we've had some other fun of course.

That's it - you've missed ramming that hard cock between a pair of soft slutty tits haven't you?  Maybe once I go back to normal I'll keep these boobs - don't you think they'd look good on my body?  Or do you prefer it now I'm a hot blonde?  Vanessa always was a looker wasn't she?

Now cum for me baby - cum for Vanessa.  Whoops - did I say the wrong name?  Or did that just turn you on even more?"

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"Hello darling.  I know I said I'd turn myself back today, but I found some more of Vanessa's clothes and I just HAD to try them on.  I found a copy of her online blog too - it was linked in the video -  so I made some more mental changes and absorbed some of her memories to be a bit more like her.  I kind of like her style and it's fun learning what kind of woman she is - you don't mind me acting a bit more like her do you?

You prefer me more dominant don't you?  You never wanted to leave Vanessa anyway - if she hadn't have left you, then you would have been her devoted slave forever right?  Now you can pretend she never walked out on you - that she's still your wife.  I mean technically you never got divorced, so you're still married right?  You could just tell people that Vanessa came back to you.  The real her is probably on the other side of the world right now, she'd never know.

Would you like that baby?  For Vanessa to come back to you and take control of the relationship again?  Would you like me to BECOME Vanessa?

Yesssss, I'll use the techniques to make myself believe I AM Vanessa and then we can be together as husband and wife forever.  Soon my former self won't even exist and I will be HER forever.  Are you ready baby?

OHHH FUCK YES, I'M BECOMING HER!  I AM VANESSA NOW!"

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"What's the matter loser?  Do you really expect me to believe this bullshit story that I'm the fourth Vanessa you've been married to?  Do you really think you would be smart enough to trick your former girlfriends into using the Karmic Fitness video to corrupt themselves into copies of your former wife?

I think you're just a delusional asshole.  I'm leaving you for a real man and I never want to see your dumb face again.  With the control I have over my own body and mind I can do anything I want, so why would I waste my time on a drip like you.

Maybe you should watch the video and turn yourself into me if you love me so much?

Wait... why are you getting hard and smiling?  

Oh, whatever... I'm out of here."

THE END

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Lunch Broke 

(For Mara Mischief)

A MONDAY

"Listen carefully students - I will not repeat this twice..."

Principal Jefferies was clearly not a happy man.  That much was evident from both the tone of his voice and the way he leant menacingly forward over his podium.  He was a large, powerfully built man and his squat black frame made him look like some sort of menacing bird of prey or pre-historic predator as he glared at his assembled students and dared them through sheer force of will to defy him.

"For reasons that escape my understanding, the local authorities have given permission for a 'Twin Peaks' bikini-barista to open next to our school.  It is only a few hundred yards from the school gates and is STRICTLY OFF LIMITS to every boy.  The reputation of our school - one of the most prestigious boys schools in the country must be maintained.  I will NOT have my students trying to sneak out to go oogle some scantily clad strumpets at lunchtimes... do I make myself clear?"

The boys all mumbled, "Yes Sir," in unison, much to the Principal's satisfaction - but in his row at the back of the hall Jules' snickered.  Twin Peaks might as well have just paid the Principal for the free advertising... now everyone would want to go.

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It wasn't a question of whether boys from the upper year groups would go to Twin Peaks to get coffee and see hot girls - just  more a question of when.  With over two hundred horny 17 and 18 year old boys - the adult coffee chain had played a genius move by going next to an all boys school.  

Whichever girls worked there were going to be absolutely raking it in.  The boys of St Lauderdale were all from wealthy families and would only be too happy to tip the girls and lavish them with cash - not to mention the other punters who would come from all around to see a girl in a tight revealing outfit serving coffee and milkshakes.

Not that Jules was going to get any action.  For the last year any money he did have, he had lost as protection money - paying off his bully Otis or spaffing it on things he couldn't afford.  The truth was he was broke - completely out of cash, so there would be no bikini barista for him!

Catching up with his friend Alex, Jules punched him playfully on the arm and they fell into step together.  

"I already managed to sneak a look at the Twin Peaks place - it looks so hot," whispered Alex excitedly. "I saw one of the girls go in - she was an absolute stunner. There were adverts for more girls up in the window - they need extra help at lunchtimes as they are predicting a rush."

"They'll get one - Jefferies will never stop half the school going over there to spend their money at lunchtime."

"Haha, it's a shame they aren't hiring guys," joked Alex, "You could make a killing working there at lunch times."

Jules slowed down, then stopped - a strange light in his eyes.  He turned to look at his friend and a smile broke over his features.  "Alex - you're a genius.  Come with me to the library!"

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The library was quiet today and Jules had no problem finding the book they needed.  It was a very old edition of "Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde" and pawing excitedly through it, Jules turned to the back pages where somebody had scribbled a load of weird notes and calculations.

"Nobody ever reads these old classic novels - but I got bored one day and started looking through a couple.  I lost interest in the novel itself when I found these notes in the back of this book.  They claim you can make an actual Elixir like one in the novel - but it turns you into a girl and with the right dosage the timings can be strictly controlled. I've been wanting to try it out for ages - but now I also have a good reason.  If this stuff works - I can get a job at lunchtimes working at Twin Peaks and be back in time for afternoon lessons with no-one the wiser."

Alex blinked in shock, events moving a little too fast for him to properly comprehend.  "What the hell are you talking about. This stuff can't be real... it's a joke right?"

"Well," grinned Jules, "We'll only know if we try it out!"

They made their way to the chemistry labs and Alex watched the door whilst Jules got to work making the Elixir.  It took a bit of trial and error - but the instructions in the book were surprisingly clear and simple to follow and within a short amount of time they'd succeeded in creating several vials of a clear pink liquid with a sweet delicious smell.

"One drop of this will make me a girl for about an hour," grinned Jules. "Providing it works of course.  I'm going to email the coffee shop and ask for a job interview tomorrow - then I'll transform just before lunch-time."

"What about clothes and makeup and stuff? And what if it doesn't work?"

"If it doesn't work, then I just won't turn up," laughed Jules as he began to type an email.  "They'll be pretty mad at 'Julia' but it's not like they'll be able to hassle me.  In terms of clothing - one of the boys snuck a girl in here a few months ago and she left her panties and a tiny top behind when she had to sneak out unexpectedly.  He's hiding them under his bed - the pervert jerks off to them sometimes and I caught him.  It would hardly cover me up - but then again I am going for an interview at a Bikini place."

Jules mused as he clicked send.  "Makeup could be trickier, but I'm sure there's some in a box in the drama department.  I better start watching some Youtube videos on how to do my makeup I guess - it might be a bit OTT at first, but then again I am trying to look like a slut."

The bell began to ring for the start of afternoon lessons.

"We'll leave lessons a few minutes early with some excuse about a club, then I can transform and get to my interview before the rush hits," grinned Jules.  "This is going to be fun."

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TUESDAY - The next day

Jules looked nervously in at the pink vial in front of him.  Despite his earlier bravado - he was now a little nervous - but that wasn't going to stop him from going ahead - especially in front of his friend Alex.  Opening his mouth he dropped a single pink drop onto his tongue from a pipette and waited.

At first nothing seemed to happen... then a pleasant tingling started in his fingers and toes... rapidly spreading throughout his body.   Jules' scrawny frame throbbed with energy and he flexed his fingers and groaned as a surge of hormones began to pump and pound round his body.  Bones shifted and flesh smoothed as he groaned and twisted - pushing his ass and chest out and flexing like a dancer.

"Ooooh I can feel it changing me and it feels SO GOOD!" he gasped through clenched teeth - his eyes rolled up as an orgasmic feeling of bliss pulsed through him.  "Fuck yes, this is amazing!"

Soft pants and girly moans filled the air as Jules' voice rose higher in pitch and his body began to take on a feminine appearance. Small, but perfectly pert breasts with big pink nipples swelled up on his chest as his dick and balls slithered up between his legs and a tight wet slit opened up instead.   Jules' male body muscle smoothed away, but left him slender and toned - his physique now that of a cheerleader or pole dancer.  His short, regulation hair began to lengthen into soft wavy locks - which rapidly accelerated into a cascade of dark, shiny hair.  His features were changing, becoming unrecognisable from his own, but completely unforgettable.  It was a beautiful face, so pretty with big dark eyes, soft pouting lips and a slightly mischievous expression.

The new girl giggled as her body tightened up further and she grabbed her ass, which was almost perfectly round.  Alex felt his dick get hard as the vision of loveliness in front of him ran hands over her smooth flesh and for a moment he forgot this was his friend.

"Ahhhh, that's better. The Elixir works better than I could even dream.  Hey - are you even listening to me?"

Alex pulled himself back to the present as he stopped imagining kissing those perfect wet lips and listening to that soft, sexy voice whispering 'fuck me' in his ear and concentrated instead on helping.  He passed 'Julia' the bag of clothes and makeup they'd acquired and he turned his back to let her get dressed and do her makeup hesitantly.  

When he turned back - the sexy smirking slut who looked back at him in her zebra pattern panties and tiny black and white top - looked every inch the teasing bikini barista the place would be hoping to recruit.

"I look good don't I?  Well - I better get out of here before a teacher notices there's a girl on the premises.  Wish me look in my interview. I'll see you this afternoon."

Alex watched his friend go - realising she didn't even have any shoes on.  This plan was crazy, and yet there was something... compelling about Julia that made him think she would always get what she wanted.

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Sitting in class nervously, Alex looked at his watch and wondered what had gone wrong.  Jules was five minutes late and... 

A red faced Jules entered the room just as the teacher finally began to give out the instructions.  Mr Hamilton gave a disapproving look at the out-of-breath boy, but decided not to make an issue out of it.  Sliding in next to his friend, Jules grinned.  "That was amazing - I LOVED being Julia.  I got the job and I start tomorrow.  They've even given me the outfits I need to wear. Took me a bit longer to get my makeup off than I imagined, plus the Elixir only just wore off.  I'll need to get the timings perfect.  From tomorrow, I won't be broke anymore..."

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WEDNESDAY - The following day 

"Can I get you extra cream with that?"

Making sure all the boys got a really good look at her perfect round butt, Julia giggled and bent over to flash them all her ass.  Her tiny g-string barely covered her decency as she wiggled slightly and sprayed foam into the coffee mug.  She heard coins tinkling into the tip jar behind her.

The boys all loved her - but ironically it was making the coffee that was proving the hardest - she was learning her barista skills on the job (having lied to her interviewer yesterday about her experience) but the flirting and teasing seemed to come naturally to her.

Julia had been nervous at first when boys from school began to come in - but when she realised they had no idea who she was and she got over the novelty of seeing them in a different context, it was fine. It actually felt good to see boys she knew drooling over her and giving her what she wanted.  Manipulating men was easy and she could see why hot girls liked to lord it over certain boys.

She grinned as Alex came in and blushed.  Even he was shy around her now - despite knowing that really she was his friend Jules.

Service was hotting up and wiping her brow Julia got on with it.  She was earning good tips already and her plan was working perfectly.  Things were going to work out just fine.

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Jules' stifled a yawn as he gazed bored out of the window.  The adrenalin rush from lunch had worn off and now he was stuck in class listening to Mr Hamilton drone on again.  He grinned as he thought about the big wad of money in his bag - not bad for a first day.

His skin itched and he thought about how much he was looking forward to becoming Julia again.  Her body felt so good and he was so alive when he was her.  Teasing all the boys had been fun... especially Alex.  He felt his cock get hard as he thought about Julia and what a hot bitch she was.  It was so intoxicating knowing that he was her and hearing his classmates talk about the sexy slut that had served them all coffee.

He would have to ask if extra shift work was available - maybe even after school.

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THURSDAY - A week later

Expertly flicking the switches and dials on the coffee machine, Julia hummed to herself as she made two coffees at once and also poured out a smoothie from the blender.  She'd found she was an incredibly fast learner - and after doing a few shifts with the other girls, she'd been able to upskill till no one would ever suspect she hadn't worked in a coffee shop all her life.  She was also a much better multi-tasker than Jules.

Coffee making wasn't the only thing she'd learned.  Her makeup was better now - her eyeliner and mascara perfectly defined and on-point.  Her cheeks were contoured and there was a pleasant perfume scent rising from her body.  Sexy nails decorated the ends of her fingers (she was having to use removable falsies for when she turned back) and her clothing was her own choice of fishnets and a colourful halter-neck that left a lot of her perfect body on show.

Julia hi-fived her colleague Chantelle as they worked around each other and her blonde friend answered the phone.  Julia had found she got on really well with the other girls and was starting to prefer their company to the awkward and boring boys she had to spend time with as Jules. It was awkward because she kept getting asked out on nights out and to talk about her life - so far she'd managed a raft of excuses and half-truths... but it was getting tough.

The whole thing was getting frustrating actually.  Having to stop at lunchtime and go back to school was a major drag and it was also pissing her off that she'd had to spend a large chunk of her money on buying outfits, makeup and other girly items to help develop her female persona.  

Glancing at the clock, she felt the familiar itch of the Elixir wearing off... it was nearly time to stop.

"Shit," pouted Chantelle as she turned to Julia. "Amy just called in sick... is there anyway you can stay and cover her shift?"

Julia froze... indecision on her face.  She wanted to stay - she wanted to help her new friend out, but she would miss school if she did.

"Hang on a moment babe," she smiled, "I'll just check my diary."

Going to her handbag Julia took out the tiny bottle of Elixir she kept with her at all times and squeezed three more drops onto her tongue.  She shivered in delight as she felt her body accept the liquid and her transformation back into Jules halt for another three hours.

"Sure babe... I can do it."

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WEDNESDAY - The following week

Alex couldn't believe he was having to buy a coffee just to talk to his friend - but Jules was otherwise almost impossible to speak to these days.  He hardly seemed to be attending school anymore, but Alex didn't understand how he was getting away with it.  No one was doing anything - it was like the school was hiding the fact that Jules was never there and helping him truant.

What had once just been a lunch-time job had now become an obsession, with Jules working before and after school - sometimes late into the evenings.  He would lie to his parents about being involved in clubs and activities, but actually was being Julia and living her life instead.

Jules now had so much money he barely knew what to do with it.  Most of it was getting spent on buying things for Julia and most disturbingly, Alex had seen Jules searching the dark-web for fake I.D documents that would allow him to create a false, but convincing life for Julia.

Julia was meant to be a temporary creation - but Jules seemed to be giving her more and more control.  How far was his friend going to fall under her spell before he realised she was dangerous?

"Welcome to Twin Peaks, what can I get you?" beamed Julia at him, no evidence of any recognition in her pretty eyes as she grinned her million dollar smile at him and he felt the same uncontrollable lust that every other man who came into the shop felt for this perfect young Goddess.

"Jules cut it out, I need to talk to you."

"I'm sorry - I don't know who that is," grinned Julia, "Is that some friend of yours?  Maybe he'll talk to you later - or maybe not.  Whatever the case, please leave unless you're planning to buy."

Alex snarled, "I'll talk to you later then - but we have to talk. It's either that or I'm going to the Principal."

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Julia watched Alex go with a flash of irritation.  She knew exactly what the little dweeb wanted to say to her.  He was going to whinge about her spending so much time as Julia - to warn Jules about her growing influence and dominance over his life.  What he didn't get was that Jules wasn't in control anymore.  She was.

"Stupid boy," whispered Julia to herself as she watched him head back to school with a malicious grin on her face.  "He has no idea just how much I love being Julia.  He has no idea just what I'm willing to do..."

"Talk to the Principal hey... not a bad idea.  The little loser has no idea just what I know about our Principal"

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FRIDAY - The next day

Principal Jeffries' moaned as Julia's soft pink lips slid up and down on his cock and her hot little head bobbed up and down expertly.  She was massaging his balls with one hand as she slid his cock deeper and deeper down her throat and he groaned in ecstasy

He'd been secretly coming to Twin Peaks for the last few weeks.  At first it had been to check none of the boys were coming here (of course they were), but then he had started to come because of Julia.  She made him feel things that his drab and boring wife hadn't for years.  His attraction to her had been instant and in a matter of days, she'd had him jumping to her tune.

They'd begun meeting in secret and then the blowjobs and the sex had started.

Julia didn't seem to want anything in return... well except for him protecting one of his students who she claimed was a friend of hers - Jules Jones.  It had been easy to do and he'd made it clear that Jules could miss as much time as he needed from school.

"Mmmmh, I have one other favour to ask you baby," groaned Julia as she pulled her head off his dick and looked up at him.  "I need you to expel a pupil.  Alex Brown.  He has to go."

"Of course Julia, anything for you baby..."

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SIX MONTHS LATER

Smirking to herself, Julia tossed the newspaper with the headline "Local Boy vanishes without trace - still no clue as to his disappearance" into the bin and turned back to her work.  That story didn't interest her anymore - but she had enjoyed reading about the arrest and public disgrace of a local Principal who had been caught having an extra-martial affair with an eighteen year old girl. Luckily as she'd leaked the story to the press, they'd agreed to keep her name out of it.

Taking a swig of her own personal smoothie - a suspiciously pink concoction that tasted of Elixir, Julia grinned in satisfaction as the boys began to filter into her shop and she heard the tip jar begin to fill up.  

She just loved her job... or as she liked to think of it now - the start of a perfect career.

THE END

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