Padcocked

 Padcocked


Your daughter got padcocked by your sons big black bully from school. Tyrone talked her into wearing the sexy gold chain with the padlock on the end and the magic made her slowly transform into the bullies perfect girl.

Whoever held the key would affect the magic, directing the manner of the transformation. So long as Tryone held the key, the more your once nerdy daughter would become his bitch.

You and your son had to watch as Natasha changed on a daily basis. The longer she wore the lock - the more she transformed, and as your bully was the only one with a key it was impossible to save her.

Her flat chest got bigger and bigger and her ass swelled up. Her once drab wardobe became full of tight pink clothing and she began wearing bitchy hooped earrings.

Soon Natasha could be found on her knees every lunchtime, sucking the cocks of Tyrone and his friends - giggling and laughing as she slurped delightedly on big cock and jerked boys off onto her swelling chest.

Her attitude became bitchy and mean, her intelligence drained away to be replaced by a popular, spoiled, bimbo cunning.

She began wearing her once short hair up in a cock-sucking pony tail, her brown hair turning bright bitchy blonde.

Tasha - as she now called herself - began wearing long acyrllic nails and expensive makeup. Her tits were now the biggest in school - huge round milkers she loved to use to jerk off big black dicks.

She stole money out of her own trust fund to buy a pink convertible and she became a gym bunny influencer with a Queen of Spades tattoo on her ass and a thriving new career in porn.

One day you came home to find her bent over the kitchen counter with three guys fucking her tight fuckable body. She didn't even care as you and your son tried to work round the obstruction and prepare dinner.

Finally you snapped and screamed at her yo fight it and how you hated what she had become. She just smirked and spooning up a glob of cum from her spunk laden tits licked it off a manicured finger with deliberate slowness and a wicked smirk.

"Fuck you Daddy... I LOVE what I've become. Soon you'll understand too."

That night you awoke in your sleep as you felt something cold snick around your neck. You looked up to see Tasha towering above you with a wicked gleam in her eye.

"You're mine now Daddy," she giggled as you reached to your neck and realised you had just been padcocked. Reaching down she attached your key to the other one dangling there from her ankle bracelet.

"Don't worry Daddy - a few days of wearing the padcock and you and my brother will be just the way I want you to be. You do like wearing women's clothes and getting fucked in the ass... right?"

It wouldn't take long for you and your son to change to match her desires. Perhaps being a sissy cocksucking bitch and beinf dominated by a hot young slut and her black lovers was what you always really wanted anyway?



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