Were-Amulet

 WERE-AMULET

Lucy had come to love the power of being a were-bitch. She loved to become her cruel, dominant, alter-ego, Lucinda under the light of the moon and indulge every twisted pleasure.

She'd never believed in magic until the day she'd found the moon amulet in a second hand jewellery store and felt herself drawn to it's power. She was a good person, but dark whispers had immediately tempted her as she'd held it and her nipples got hard at the whispered promises of power in her mind.

Lucy was a good girl - a university graduate who worked as a fundraiser for a charity. She had a stable relationship with a loving boyfriend and was loved by her friends and family... but that didn't stop her dark side being so damn delicious.

When she wore the medallion and bathed in moonlight it's power activated and she was reborn as a powerful bad bitch.

As the moon bathed her body the medallion would glow and Lucy would feel the delicious pleasure of it's corrupting power flowing into her. It burned away her morals and transformed her body to make her the perfect bitch.

She would tear her glasses off her face and moan as her tiny tits begun to swell and she grew taller and more toned. Wicked nails would shoot from her fingertips as her hair formed into a bitchy pony-tail and turned blonde her lips curving into a wicked grin.

"Yesssss make me into a fucking BITCH," she hissed in delight as bones shifted and muscle spread across her perfect tanned body.

Lucy's plain features would become full and gorgeous - wicked and cruel with a blatant ravenous sexuality and desire to dominate others. Her submissive sexuality would switch to dominant as her desire to manipulate and control other people made her new tighter pussy throb with anticipation. No... not people... sluts. Lucy had a hunger now for pussy, for cute little subs like she used to be. She wanted girls...

She'd groan as her preppy clothing transformed to black latex - wicked stilleto boots pushing her up as black gloves encased her hands and she wiggled her perfect ass in it's new latex prison. No one would recognise her now.

Lucinda was ready to dominate.

It felt SO fucking good to stride out into the night... her heart beating with the thrill of the power she now possessed. Lucinda was stronger than a normal human - faster and better in every way. She healed faster, moved faster and even thought faster. She was superior.

Even when Lucy returned to normal, some of Lucinda's power now clung to her. The former submissive girl had found a new surge of confidence and a realisation that she was far stronger than she used to be, easily overpowering her boyfriend one day as they tousled on the bed playfully - before remembering to pretend she was still weaker than him.

But as Lucinda the power was even more pronounced. Lucinda had experimented with a steel bar, finding she could now easily bend it in two and hurl it with enough force to crack concrete. She was superhuman and it felt so good. The transformation would last until sunrise. Plenty of time to have fun.

Lucinda's idea of fun was to find some hot little slut to play with. She would prowl the clubs and bars of the city at night until she found some cute little bitch who was drawn to her power. Then they would fuck.

As she rode her moaning pets face either at their home or in a hotel, her perfect pussy squirting juices as she rode them, she would scream in ecstasy as she cummed harder than ever before.

Some sluts liked to be pegged. Others fucked with a strap on. Still others just wanted to kiss her feet and call her Goddess. It all felt so good.

She loved being their Mistress. She loved the power of being Lucinda. Then the next day she would go back to her vanilla life as Lucy and no one would know.

She thought it would never end - but in truth it was only a matter of time before her worlds finally collided...

It came in the form of her best-friend Bella. She had been having difficulties with her asshole boyfriend Roy and Lucy had been her sympathetic ear. She felt helpless as Lucy, but perhaps as Lucinda she could do something?

That night whilst on the prowl, Lucinda had tracked her friend down and seen Bella and Roy arguing in an alleyway. Then he had slapped her.

She'd moved without thinking. Roy's helpless expression had been so sweet as she tossed him through the air as if he weighed nothing. The satisfying crunch of his body against the wall as he slumped down unconscious had been perfect.

"Oh my God, who are you?" whimpered Bella. Lucinda could taste her fear and arousal. Bella was immediately smitten with her.

"You can call me Goddess," purred Lucinda. "And from now on you're my girl and under my protection."

That night Bella had screamed her worship and obedience as Lucinda ate her out then made her new pet worship her pussy in return. Bella's loyalty was immediate and fanatical. Lucinda unlocked something in her that night. Bella was now a zealous obedient servant of her saviour and willing to do anything to please.

Night after night, dressed in a full latex gimp suit and muffled with a red ball-gag - Bella would moan as Lucinda fucked her and she gave herself to her Goddess.

Lucinda loved how it felt to be the Mistress, to make Bella her little obedient slut. It felt so good. She didn't care if Lucy was worried about her friend. Bella was hers now.

Lucy began to find it disorientating and difficult to separate her identities now Bella was a regular feature of Lucinda's life. Bella had also changed. She was now clearly obssessed with Lucinda. She got Lucinda's name tattooed onto her ass and would spend all her time pining after her Mistress.

She didn't understand why she couldn't see her Mistress during the day. Lucinda hadn't really explained it to her properly. Her obsession just meant she didn't ask questions.

Lucy decided Bella's obssession had become dangerously unhealthy. Whilst she longed to dominate her friend more and found it delicious to see her fall further into corruption, part of her also knew it was wrong.

Lucy decided to invite Bella over to spend some time together and to try and repair the damage she was doing as Lucinda to ver friend. She also decided she needed a break from being Lucinda herself, so she deliberately chose a night when it was a full moon.

The night so far had gone well, but now Bella had gone to the bathroom and was taking ages. Lucy looked at her watch, then back up as the door banged open.

"What the hell is this? How do you have Goddess Lucinda's amulet?"

Bella was standing in the doorway with a shocked and upset expression on her face. A jealous hatred Lucy had never seen burned in her usually pretty eyes.

"Lucinda is MY mistress you bitch. You can't take her from me. She's mine. I can't believe she gave you her amulet. She ALWAYS wears it. And somehow she gave it to YOU!"

Lucy could see Bella was unhinged. She mistakenly believed that Lucy was also under the control of Lucinda and was now angry about the betrayal.

"Wait - Bella I can explain."

Bella looked at the amulet in her hands. "This should be mine. I'm going to give it back to my Mistress when I see her. Until then, you can't have it."

Then to Lucy's horror, Bella put on the amulet. "Only a trusted servant like me should have such a thing."

"NO! Take that off!" screeched Lucy, but it was too late.

Bella moaned as the moonlight shone onto her and with a gasp she began to transform.

Bella's weak body began to swell with power and with horror Lucy felt a heaviness grow in her limbs as the persistent effects of Lucinda's power instantly wore off as the amulet gifted Bella it's power instead.

"Wh... what's happening? Mmmmh I feel good," groaned Bella as her hair lengthened and her bust swelled. Her demure clothing began to transform to tight black latex as long nails shot out of her fingers and she stretched dominantly.

"Bella, give me the amulet. I'm your Mistress Lucinda. Give it to Mistress." Lucy put every thrust of remaining command and power into her voice - it was her only chance.

Bella's hand went reflexively to the amulet and she almost tore it off.

Then she began to laugh.

"Mmmmmh, don't you see Lucy... I'm NOT Bella anymore. Mmmmh could a Goddess like me ever serve a loser like you. I am Goddess Belladonna now."

Belladonna laughed as her tits grew to their full size, her face became cruel and wicked and she stretched her poweful body. The tattoo on her ass faded out of existence as Lucinda's hold was broken.

"What a wonderful amulet," sniggered Belladonna. "All this time it was YOU using this power to make me your slut. Well the tables have turned now. I AM the Goddess now."

Lucy whimpered as she felt the force of Belladonna's personality crushing her down. How could she stand up to such a powerful, dominant, woman? Bella was the were-bitch now.

"Now... you're going to show me where you keep all your toys and then we're going to have some fun. I'm going to enjoy breaking you in Lucy. I learned so much about the thrill of humiliation as your sub. I can teach you it all."

Lucy groaned as Belladonna wrapped her fingers in her hair and pulled Lucy's head down to her crotch. The urge to serve and be of use was too much.

"Now tell me all about the amulet and the powers it gives me. I want to know everything."

And as Lucy told her new Goddess everything, part of her was thrilled to lose control. Soon as she lapped at Belladonna's sweet pussy, she had no other thoughts in her head but to serve.

She was no longer the were-bitch... Bella was...