REFRESHER

REFRESHER





Lauren was bored of her preppy little wardrobe - plaid skirts and knee socks were definitely cute, but she needed something new. She was sick of looking cute - she wanted to look SEXY.
Her best-friend Rachel suggested she use a refresher spell. Once cast it would transform all her clothes to a new style of her choice, meaning she wouldn't have to go out and buy everything from scratch.

Muttering the ancient words with her eyes squeezed shut, she imagined wearing something more mature, more sexy and darker.

The spell absorbed Lauren's subconscious desires and with a shimmer a wave of energy shot from her hands and bathed her room and all her clothes.

Rachel gasped in awe, "It's working!"

Lauren's clothes glowed and began to change. In her wardrobe her pink and blue satin blouses began to thicken and change shape. Tight blue rubber corsets and a pink latex cat suit took their place. Her cutesy belts transformed into a set of whips and chains and her sneakers reformed into wicked nine inch heels and tight black thigh boots.

"What's happening?" gasped Lauren in shock as she watched her beautiful clothes become bitchy fetish wear. Tight black latex, rubber and leather now hung from every hanger and sex toys filled every drawer. An obscenely large strap on and it's holster hung from a hook on the door and ball gags and paddles littered her floor.

"No... this isn't what I wanted," sobbed Lauren.

Isn't it?

The voice came from within. It was her voice, but crueler, sluttier and oozing with sultry evil.

Lauren gasped as the clothes she was wearing began to tingle. She groaned as a feeling of power and pleasure throbbed through her as the spell began to alter the clothes she was wearing.

"Nooooooo, ooooooh fuck - that feels SO good."

Rachel watched in horror as her best friends clothes began to change around her body. Long latex gloves encased Lauren's arms and she was pushed up in bitchy wet look stockings and a pair of stiletto heels as chains and straps whipped over her tanned naked flesh and her new outfit creaked possessively around her body.

"Mmmmmh, oh YES! It feels so FUCKING good," moaned Lauren her lips twisting into a wicked slutty smile as she touched her new latex clad body and purred in satisfaction.

As Rachel watched - the spell transformed Lauren to match her new clothes better. Her flat chest swelled up into two large dominant boobs, her flat hair became rich and full and her flabby body toned up with an Amazonian physique. Long red nails shot from her fingers as her face became beautiful and dominant - cruel yet beautiful red lips taking on a dominant perma-pout.

"L...Lauren?" whimpered Rachel as her friend laughed and squeezed her new bigger boobs in glee.

"Oh yes! This is exactly the refresher I needed. This new look suits me SO much better."

Swaying over to the wardrobe Lauren took the strap-on and began to climb into it. She groaned in satisfaction as she tightened the straps and stroked the jutting out ten inch black dildo lovingly.

"Thank you for your help Rachel. Now it's time for you to have your reward. Come and serve your new Mistress."

Maybe some of the magic had changed Rachel too, because all thoughts of her loser boyfriend were lost forever as her eyes widened in devotion and she eagerly knelt before Lauren.

"Yes Mistress... I am yours to command."

Lauren now had a new look... and a new life to match.

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