Hospital Transfer

Part of Jessica hadn't really wanted to go to the hospital to see the woman who called herself her Mom - but she still felt a sense of duty and some love for Melissa and so here she was on the ward doing what she believed was only right.

Jessica always did the right thing no matter what. She had a strong moral compass and tried to live a good life, maybe to compensate for how her Mom was currently living and behaving. She still had to believe that maybe there was hope for her Mom.

Nervously brushing her plain brown hair out of her eyes - she asked a nurse for directions and hugged her shoulder tote-bag to her flat chest for comfort as she was brought to see Melissa.

"She's heavily sedated," said the nurse, leaving them alone and Jessica looked down at Melissa in the bed.  For the first time in a while Jessica didn't feel scared or intimidated by her mothers beauty or bitchy dominance.  She looked almost peaceful - almost like her old self lying there... well except for those huge plastic fake slutty tits on her chest...

Jessica still remembered the weekend her mother had returned from her business trip abroad and she and her Father had been aghast to see she had gotten a boob-job and now looked like a supermodel. Melissa had laughed at their discomfort, flaunting her huge boobs proudly - her entire personality seemingly changed. The once caring and loving mother was now a selfish and vain gold-digging bitch who reveled in her hot sexuality.

"Haha surprise! I lied to you both... I quit my boring career and got a boob job and plastic surgery instead. Now I'm a fucking Goddess."

Swiftly taking charge Melissa marched Jessica's Dad upstairs and a few minutes later Jessica had sobbed as she heard her father moaning in ecstasy as he gave into his slutty new wife. Following them upstairs Jessica had listened at the door shivering at what she heard.

"That's it baby... my big fucking tits feel so good around your average little cock don't they? Soon you'll cum for me and your soul will be all mine.  I'm going to be your naughty hot-wife and you are only gonna cum through hand jobs and tit fucks from now on.  I'm going to fuck other guys, richer, bigger dicked guys whilst you raise that stupid little bitch of a daughter. My pussy is only for Alpha cock now. Mmmmh does that make you wanna cum baby... ooooh good boy I love your cum all over me... feed my bitchy tits... mmmh."

From that moment forth Melissa set about her wicked plans.  She moved into an expensive apartment with her sugar Daddy - a stud called Jason and only bothered to come home when she wanted to tease and torment Jessica's Dad or her boy toy was away and she got bored.

Melissa now only wore expensive lingerie and designer clothes. She was always immaculately made up with her huge tits on show and anyone who looked into her cleavage would lose their willpower... becoming submissive and weak around her. She was an uber bitch and she loved it.

For a year she had made Jessica's life a misery, but then last night the stupid bitch had tripped over drunk in her six inch heels and snapped her ankle - breaking her foot. 

She wouldn't be in hospital long, but until the doctors could operate she would be in a lot of pain and unable to walk. She was on some pretty strong painkillers now...

"J... Jessica is that you?" groaned Melissa as her eyes suddenly fluttered open and she regained consciousness.

"Oh God... oh my goodness what have I done?" she shivered. "Please you have to help me."

"Mom... it's okay... it's just your foot you will be fine."

"No!  Listen. Forget my foot... it's these tits... you have to help me get these tits off."

Jessica's mouth dropped open, "what the hell are you talking about?"

"Jess... we don't have much time... it must be the sedation. The drugs and the pain and you being here to help me. It's weakened the tits and helped me return, but if I don't get them off she will come back."

Jessica had heard that people on pain killers sometimes rambled and said weird stuff, but this was crazy. Her Mom  almost seemed like her old self... what was happening here?

"Jessica please... a year ago on that business trip, I didn't really have a boob job. I was taking a break from the office and I wandered into an antique store and found a sex bit at the back. There was this pair of rubber tits... I thought they were a joke but when I held them... they said such delicious things to me. I put them on and they turned me into an evil bitch. Please... you have to help me pull them off before it's too late. I don't want to be bad anymore."

There was something about the way Melissa said all this that immediately convinced Jessica. It sounded crazy but it fit and explained a lot of the events of the last year.

Walking over to her Mom, Jessica nervously tugged Melissa's gown down to expose the huge tits.  They were perfect round globes, welded completely to and part of her Mom's chest. This was crazy - breasts didn't just come off.

"Please Jess.. I'm too weak to do it myself. Tug them off... pull them hard and maybe I can get them off."

Her mouth dry, Jessica grabbed her Mom's boobs... one in each hand.  They felt amazing... so real... so soft. They made her immediately ashamed of her own pathetic flat chest and a flash of jealousy thrilled through her.

"Please... hurry... pull them, get them off me!"

Jessica began to yank and pull at her Mom's big breasts.  She dug her fingers into them, marvelling at how good they felt as she pulled and they strained against Melissa's chest.

"It's no good Mom... they are welded to you," sobbed Jessica as her Mom groaned and tried to will the damn things off her.

"Ohhhh shit you need to hurry... I'm... I'm becoming bad again Jess... I can feel the urge to be a bitch growing and it feels so good! I kinda wanna push your head into my soft perfect breasts and turn you into my tit slave. Ooooh I should have enslaved you ages ago ... mmmmh soon you will be my willing accomplice and devoted servant just like your Daddy!"

Melissa laughed wickedly and suddenly her tits felt softer and sexier. Jessica's will was being rapidly sucked away and her mind completely enslaved to the magic tits. Seeing her Mom was becoming evil again and losing her strength - with a frantic final effort Jess heaved, then suddenly the breasts began to part from Melissa's body.  The wicked things were fighting to stay attached but with a rubber sucking sound they suddenly came free and Jessica was sent flying back as Melissa groaned and shook.

Instantly her body aged and sagged, reverting fully back to that of a normal 42 year old woman. Still holding the breasts in her hands, Jessica gasped as her Mom smiled weakly at her - free at last. 

"Uggghhh oh shit... I nearly lost control. Oh Jess you did it... thank you my darling. I'm free at last.  Quickly find the hospital incinerator and throw those damn things inside... destroy them forever."

Jessica nodded and leaving her Mom in the bed recovering from her ordeal, raced down the corridor looking for the incinerator, the breasts still clutched in her hands.

As she neared one of the swing doors a hospital cart suddenly burst through and Jessica leapt out of the way to hit into the wall. She instinctively put her hands up to shield herself forgetting she was holding the tits. The soft squishy breasts in her hands were now at chest height and as she was thrown up against the wall her own small breasts came into contact with them. 

Jessica wasn't wearing a bra as her own breasts were so small, and the thin cotton of her blouse was no match for the magic tits as with a sucking slurp they melted through her top and hungrily attached themselves to her chest.

"Oh shit... noooo!" groaned Jessica her hands going to the evil boobs and trying to tug them off her own slender chest. The seam between the rubber and her body was fast closing and the rubber of the tits turned back to warm flesh as they incorporated themselves into her eighteen year old body. 

"No... gotta get these off before... ugggghhhh... ooooh noooo they are too strong!" 

Jessica pulled and strained, her hands buried deep in the breasts which now felt really good. Her nipples burned and she panted as her pussy got wet and a wonderful feeling throbbed through her.  She had massive tits now... big DD boobies... and she felt so horny and bad.  Slowly... her hands began to stop tugging and instead began to massage the tits. Mmmmmmh.

That's it... why fight...? It's probably too late now anyway. Isn't this what you secretly wanted?  Why throw the tits away when you can be their new owner?

"No... they destoyed my Mom's life... I won't let them take over me! Ooooh shit... why are they soooo fucking soft and nice... mmmmmh."

Destroy? The only thing that got destroyed in your Mom's life was her pussy when her big cocked lovers were pounding her good. Are you really telling me being a supermodel bitch with massive tits and a sugar daddy is a bad life? It's yours for the taking.

"No!  I don't wanna be bad..."

Sure you do.  Your Mom's personal wardrobe is waiting for you at home... her boy toy Jason, her designer makeup... a whole bitchy life waiting for you to take control of.  You will never have to work another day in your life. You can use your tits to enslave others and make them do whatever you want.

"Ohhhh fuck," groaned Jessica her hand going into her wet panties as she started to finger herself. "Yes... you're right... I deserve this. I can be an even bigger bitch than she ever was. Everything that was hers can be mine.  Now I have the tits... I have the power. I wanna be a slut... a bitch... make me evil and hotter than she ever was!"

Jessica giggled as her body began to change to match her new tits.  Her lips swelled up into a pink bimbo pout and her makeup became heavier as her hair took on a bright blonde sheen and she was corrupted into a new super bitch. She began to cum in her panties as she groaned and orgasmed in the middle of the corridor.

"Yessssss make me bad, make me naughty... make me a mischevious whore," she laughed stretching happily as her ass inflated and she became the perfect host for the tits.  

"Ohhhh Mommy... you were so fucking stupid to give this up. Now I'm the bad girl here and I LOVE IT! Now time for you to meet the new me!"

Strutting into her Mom's room moments later - her big tits wobbling as she bent over -  Jessica giggled as Melissa feebly tried to fight her off.  "Nooooo Jessica... not you... I... oh God no!"

"Shhhhhhhhh" laughed Jessica as she smoothered her Mom's face with her massive tits and felt her struggles begin to calm. "I'll take care you from now on Mommy... you will do whatever your loving daughter says.  You are my slave now. Now rest..."

Jessica made sure her Mom was comfy and then she took the car keys for the convertible and her Mom's designer handbag full of her credit cards and cash. She would get the accounts transfered over later.

Right now she was horny and she had a date with Jason. He would be surprised to meet his new girlfriend, but soon he would be her sugar Daddy and Jessica was looking forward to some of that big hard cock of his.

Being a bit titted bitch sure felt good and Jessica had no intention of ever removing her tits.  She couldn't wait to feel Jason's dick between them as she jerked him off with her superior boobs.

This Queen was here to stay and the transfer was complete. Still - Jessica would be sure to send her Mom in the hospital some pics of her and Jason. She hoped Melissa liked them... they were gonna be the first of many and the ones of her riding his big dick were gonna be the best of all...

THE END

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Oops-Cycling (My tribute to Corrupted Caps)

It was a couple of months since Mary had been introduced to the principle of 'up-cycling' and she had never looked back.  She had always been crafty and the idea of taking old, unwanted items and stitching, sewing and gluing them to make them into new and exciting things was extremely enticing to her.  She was particularly fond of making clothes and she had discovered that if she prowled the charity shops and second hand clothes shops she could find quality items to turn into new clothes.

She wanted to make something nice for her lovely daughter Lauren - maybe a cute skirt or something so she was looking for a good supply of quality material.  She hadn't quite made up her mind what though until she came across the tight brown leather catsuit hanging at the back of a local charity shop.  The catsuit itself made her feel uncomfortable... it was clearly something some sort of bitch or dominatrix might wear, and the thought of turning such a horrible thing into something lovely for her daughter was pleasing to the kind and loving woman.

Mary bought the catsuit at a bargain price - apparently it had belonged to some rich bitch gold-digger who had died in a car-crash and all her slutty clothes had been auctioned off.  The catsuit was the only item left, and it had been the woman's favourite outfit... her big fake tits barely contained in the tight leather as she sucked cock like an evil whore and cheated on her husband with his best-friend. It even smelt slightly of her naughty perfume and Mary shivered to imagine what mean and bitchy things the wearer of this suit had done whilst wearing it.   Still - now it belonged to Mary and she could make something nice from it.

She took the catsuit back to her house and went to her room ready to work.  Examining the catsuit, she shivered - the leather was so ripe and rich, wet brown or maybe maroon red.  It felt so soft... so luxurious and tempting.  Touching it made her feel... aroused and strange whispers seemed to flow into her mind.

Yes... put me on and feel what it's like to be a slut... you've wasted your puny life so far, but I'll make you into a fucking bitch and you'll love how good it feels to be bad.  You can ditch that average husband and that boring goody-goody daughter and have power, money and sex!  Don't you want to know what it feels like to be hot?

Mary's heart beat faster and faster and she groaned as her nipples got hard.

Yesss, that's it... slip into me, take off your clothes and squeeze inside so I can make you into a perfect, cock-sucking bitch.  You're so pathetic and good, but I'll make you into an evil whore with long nails, fake tits and long lashes. Soon you'll be a cruel and uncaring bitch who only cares about herself... do it... put me on!

For a moment a strong compulsion to try on the catsuit nearly overcame Mary... but then she laughed and the voices in her head seemed to fade.  She must have overdone it this morning, where had all those strange thoughts come from?  For a moment she wondered if she was going crazy, but Mary was a practical woman and she had no time for such ridiculous fantasies.

Instead she prepared the patterns she needed, then gingerly picking up the catsuit began to cut it and shape it.  As her scissors bit into the leather, the strange compulsion she had felt faded and she almost heard a scream of frustration. She fired up the sewing machine and taking the leather began to fashion it into something new... a lovely skirt for Lauren to wear.  It was strange - making the skirt felt different to anything else she had ever done. It felt like her hands were possessed, and the original design she had intended to make was soon forgotten as she instead fashioned a tight, extremely short and bitchy looking leather skirt.

"Oh dear, this won't do at all - Lauren would never wear anything so slutty," tutted Mary.  "Why did I make it like that?"  Sighing she hung the skirt up  and decided she would sell the skirt online the following day.  In the meantime she better head out and find more material to make a new skirt for her daughter, one that was more suitable.

Mary had been gone about thirty minutes when Lauren came in from school, tired and annoyed.  Brushing her short messy hair out of her eyes, she tramped upstairs and threw her school bag into her room.  She couldn't believe that those cheerleading bitches at school had picked on her again for wearing one of her Mom's cool up-cycled tops.  Just because they were spoiled sluts who only wore designer gear and expensive makeup, they thought they could shit all over everyone else who tried anything different.

Looking around for her Mom, Lauren entered Mary's bedroom and her eyes fell on the skirt hanging up from her new creations rail.  "Wow - that doesn't look like anything else Mom has ever made, it's kinda... slutty."  Fascinated she walked over to the skirt and reached gingerly out to touch the soft brown leather.  It looked like something the head cheerleader Amber might wear, not a good girl like Lauren.  She almost couldn't believe her Mom had made something so naughty and hot.

Mmmmmh, put me on Lauren and I'll show you real naughty.  Don't you wanna be hot like those bitches that keep picking on you?  I'll make you even hotter than them... and all it will cost is your soul.

Lauren shivered, but she couldn't seem to move her hand away - it felt so good.  Hot whispers filled her mind as she whimpered helplessly in pleasure and her nipples began to harden.

Feels good doesn't it Lauren?  I'm your slutty skirt now... put me on and it will feel even hotter. Your Mom was weak and refused me... but now it's your turn to wear me instead.  Take off that boring school skirt and try me on for size.

"No... I'm a good girl, I don't... I can't," whimpered Lauren as her free hand moved to her current skirt and began to loosen the zip.

A good girl wouldn't be getting so wet at the thought of transforming into a hot little bitch.  Your pussy is soaking wet isn't it Lauren?  Admit it - you long to be hot and beautiful like those popular girls at school.  Put me on and all your dreams will come true.

Lauren gasped as her school skirt fell to her ankles and she stepped out of it.  There was a damp patch on her panties as she took her Mom's skirt and unzipping it stepped inside and pulled it up over her ass.  She shivered as the skirt settled on her body - it felt so right.. it was her skirt now.

Good girl - now it's time to make you into a real bitch... 

Lauren gasped, doubling over and gripping the mantle, as her bones cracked and her body burned. "Oh fuck - this is the hottest thing that has ever happened to me," she moaned as she grunted and stretched... her new butt swelling up in the dress to look so fucking good.

Mmmmh, it's only the beginning.  Let me warp you into a horny, selfish, nasty little bitch and the fun will really start.

"No... wait... I... maybe this is wrong?" groaned Lauren, but it was too late as she moaned and an intense orgasm began to build inside her.

How can anything that feels this good be wrong?  Become the slut you were destined to be... 

"Yessss, you're right... this is right... this is wonderful!  I'm a perfect, slutty bitch and I deserve power because I'm superior to all the other girls." 

Lauren began to laugh as her skin became flawless and her small breasts swelled up to give her the tits she had always secretly desired.  Her once messy hair became a rich wavy wave as her face became completely gorgeous and her soft pink lips curved into a cruel smile.  Loren was now a cruel, slutty, manipulative bitch and she loved how it felt to be bad.

"Ohhh yes!  Now that's what I call a rush," she purred touching her transformed body in joy and blowing herself a kiss in the mirror.

"Tut tut, these other boring clothes won't do at all," she hissed ripping off everything but the skirt and imperiously throwing open her Mothers wardrobe. Slipping into one of Mary's most expensive pink blouses, Loren walked to the vanity and did her makeup, smiling at how perfect and bitchy she looked. 

You are the fucking Alpha-Bitch now Loren.  We're going to do such wonderful things together... the only person who might try to stop us is that stupid bitch Mother of yours.

"Hmmmm, don't worry - we'll take good care of her," giggled Loren as she looked around maliciously.  Her eyes were drawn to the remaining scraps of catsuit lying on the floor and a cruel smile passed her lips.  Picking up the discarded leather she sat at her Mothers desk and began to sow and stitch.

It was about an hour later when Mary returned to the house and walked into the hall-way.  Waiting for her in the darkness was Loren with a naughty smirk on her hot slutty lips

"Oh my God!  Lauren what have you done?  No!  The skirt has transformed you... I wasn't imagining it earlier, the damn thing really is evil.  You have to take it off."

"Ohhh Mommy, I don't know if I can," sobbed Lauren imploringly reaching out to her Mother.  "Please help me!"

Mary rushed forward to help Lauren, but as she stepped within range with her guard down, her daughter suddenly snapped something around her neck and she gasped as it fastened tightly causing her arms dropped limply to her sides.  A dumb, happy smile came across Mary's lips as the magic leather collar her evil daughter had fashioned drained all her willpower and turned her into a total slave to Loren's desires.

"No Lauren... I made the skirt as a gift to you... it was supposed to be an innocent present, not turn you into an evil bitch," groaned Mary foolishly as her daughter examined her carefully to check the collar was working.

"Whatever... I like being an evil bitch and you're my slave now Mom. From now on you're going to serve and spoil me as the naughty little daughter I am.  I LOVE being a souless whore - it feels great and I can't wait to take control of this whole town. Now I want you to help me make more collars so I can control more people and turn them into my servants."

Loren giggled at the thought of all those brats at school made to obey her. Soon she would be the Goddess of the high school. Her pussy got wet at the thought that soon she would be the Queen Bee and her holes would be full of bad boy cock whenever she wanted it. This was so hot!

"What a good idea," smiled Mary beatifically - completely enthralled to Loren's will. She was helplessly enthralled by her collar.

"Yes, isn't it?  Now come on - those collars won't make themselves and we all know how much you love to up-cycle."

Loren left her Mom to get on with the work whilst she went off to masturbate and concoct her naughty plans.  As she lay on her bed in her skirt, her panties round her ankles and a dildo deep inside her tight pussy she moaned and panted like a whore and grinned at the feeling of pure bitchdom.  She was a Goddess now and she loved it.

Meanwhile Mary grinned as she made another collar to help enslave others to her daughters will.  Up-cycling was such fun... and she was glad her lovely daughter was so kind as to encourage her to do it... though she could't help but wish that maybe she hadn't ever found that damn catsuit in the first place... oh well...

THE END

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Were-Wrecker

As soon as I saw my sisters spare room - I should have told her I would be fine somewhere else, but I didn't.  There it was... a tiny attic space with two huge roof windows allowing the natural sunshine... or moonlight... to enter unopposed until the shutters were down.  It was the worst possible place I could ever want to live - yet ultimately I had no fucking choice.

You see, I'd been made unemployed and as I'd been unable to pay my rent, the landlord had kicked me out of my own apartment.  Seeing as I had fallen out with my parents, and had few friends in town, when my sister offered to put me up I couldn't really say no. She'd always looked after me - her cute little brother, and I was grateful for the support.  Anyway I figured I'd be back on my feet pretty quickly and out of her house before full moon, or at least - that was the plan.

It was a risk, but it didn't seem that bad at first.  I was confident I could find some work and move out in around a week. I didn't want to be there long anyway as, I felt bad for Laura and her husband Jason.  They were both so supportive - but they didn't need me hanging around.  The two of them were clearly looking forward to having their house back to themselves eventually, I mean I doubted they could even have sex with me mooching around and I could tell I was getting underfoot.

The only good thing about the situation was that I got to hang out with Jason and reconnect with him a bit.  He was such a nice guy and I had always liked him.  We'd become quite close, and I'd even been to his bachelor party - though he had told me something there that had wracked us both with guilt ever since, and things had cooled off a bit between us.   So as much as he tolerated my company and liked me, I could tell he would be happy when I left.  After all I was living rent free, eating their food and getting in the way.  Whenever he saw me, he was probably reminded of our dark secret and it clearly made us both uncomfortable.

Not that I wasn't hiding some pretty dark secrets of my own.  I hadn't dared tell them - or anyone about my own little secret.  It didn't seem like a big deal, because I hoped to be out of there by full moon but what neither them could possibly realise was that when it was a full moon... I... I changed.

A few years back I'd gone travelling around the world, and I'd managed to get myself cursed by a native witch and transformed into a were-woman. I wasn't infectious at least, but nor could I rid myself of the curse. Now... when it was a full moon I would turn into my alter-ego Luna.  She was a wild and wicked bitch who made me act in such a nasty way, and for years I'd been trying to find a way to rid myself of her.  Everything I did failed though and I was currently cursed to become her for one night every month.

I was supposed to be long gone from my sisters house by the time I transformed, but as the date approached I realised I had nowhere to go and I began to panic. Things hadn't picked up and I had no reason to leave.  Luckily I'd managed to save up a bit of money by this point and so I insisted on paying for Laura and Jason to have dinner at a nice restaurant in town that evening, pretending I wanted to thank them for all their kindness.  With them out of the way I could become Luna and she would usually decide to go on the hunt for a man for the night - getting me safely out of my in-laws way.  

That night - I waited nervously as I listened to Laura and Jason getting ready to leave.  My skin was already starting to itch and as the full moon began to rise outside and the moonlight began to shine into the tiny attic room, I could feel my dick getting hard and a feeling of arousal and sexual desire growing within me.  I tried to fight it as I always did, but I could feel Luna getting stronger and soon she would be fully in control of me.  The thought made my dick harder... the thought of her long fingernails sprouting from my hands to wrap round my dick... the memory of her big tits on my chest...

I breathed a sigh of relief as I heard the two of them leave, and heard them shut the door, the family car speeding away from the drive as I collapsed onto the bed with a moan and tore at my clothes.  I couldn't hold it in anymore, I was transforming and I was starting to like it.  Damn it... why did it have to feel so fucking good?

"Noooooo, I don't ahhhhhh wanna become youuuuuuuuuu!" I groaned, still trying to fight as my body burned and I arched my back in the moonlight. But it was useless to resist as the curse took effect and I gasped as my bones cracked and I felt my body shrinking.  It had started and I was becoming Luna, soon I would be a naughty horny bitch...

I writhed in pleasure, becoming smaller... hotter... sexier.  My weak male body was surrendering to the glory of femininity and I began to pant and moan like a horny slut as I started to enjoy the changes and oestrogen pumped round my body.  This felt soooo good!

I giggled as my hips widened and my skin softened. I bathed in the moonlight, willing my breasts to grow as my chest started to push out.  My short boring hair began to turn blonde - my favourite colour, other than pink... and my dick started to shrink.  Soon it would be gone, and I couldn't wait to be rid of it so I could finger my delicious pussy at last.

"Yesssss.. I fucking LOVE this," I giggled, my voice rising in pitch as it un-broke and turned bitchy. "Yes!  Make me a fucking slut!"

I groaned happily as my stupid dick vanished inside and I felt my internal organs churn and transform.  As the lips of my pussy parted, I was able to rub my clit at last and I squealed in joy at how fucking good it felt.  "Mmmmmh, ohhhh yeah!"

Why had I ever wanted to stay as that stupid boy? I felt my pink lips curve into a smile of satisfaction as my ass pushed out to give me a cute peachy bum and I shook my long dirty blonde hair free around my hot face.  Being a boy sucked, this was so much better.  I was hotter, cleverer, sexier and more ruthless than my male half.  It felt so amazing, I had no idea why I had ever wanted to resist.

Sliding off the bed, I grinned as I stretched and admired my perfect body in the mirror. I loved how feminine and sexy I felt and looked.  Most girls would kill to look this good, but at least they got to be woman all the time.  It sucked that I only got to be like this for one evening every month.  Still, there was no point sitting around her feeling glum... it was time for some fun.  After all... I only ever got this one night a month to be my true-self, so I needed to make it count.

"Hmmmm, if only there was a way I could make the change last longer and get rid of that stupid boy," I pouted.  Sometimes I tried finding ways, and I knew he had tried to get rid of me too, but neither of us had discovered anything useful yet.  He of course had the advantage of a whole month to research... I could only hope he never discovered how.  Maybe one day I'd learn how to take complete control, and then I would get to stay as a bitch forever. The thought made me horny.  In the meantime I had no time to waste, first job was to get dressed.

But how?  I frowned for a moment as I remembered that because I'd lost my apartment - all my girl clothes and makeup had been thrown out... but then I grinned as I realised I now had access to all of my sisters expensive clothes and makeup instead.  Her stuff was waaaaaay better than the things I'd bought in the past - I could dress myself up properly and as I was twice as hot as she was, I'd definitely look better in her stuff.

I went to her room, humming happily as I pulled open her drawers and began rooting through her sexiest clothing.  She had lots of nice things - all designer quality and her makeup was definitely on point.  Still - it was wasted on her, a real woman like me would look far better than she ever could. My sister was nice and everything, but she was kind of pathetic.  I was gonna make her nice clothes look like they belonged to a whore... I couldn't wait to get them covered in cum... maybe Jason would find them and think she was fucking some guy, that would be hot.  I wondered if my sister would ever cheat on him... she was probably too vanilla to consider fucking other guys - what a waste.  Cheating sex was always the best sex.

Loving the feel of it against my body, I pulled on a cute black body-stocking and began to do my hair and makeup.  Smokey eye makeup and long dark lashes, all the better to catch the boys with made me look like such a hot slut. I could hit the bars tonight, it would be easy to find a hot guy to fuck me.  My pussy was already we with anticipation. 

I was pretty much completely ready and about to put an outer layer of clothes on top of my stocking, when I suddenly heard a sound downstairs and my heart began to race.  There was a key in the lock, and I heard the door open and the sound of footsteps coming in.  My heart in my mouth, I padded silently to the top of the stairs barefoot, and peeking down unseen, saw Jason walking in alone.  

"Hey - it's just me," he called upstairs, "Laura forget her migraine medicine and she has a headache coming on.  I left her at the restaurant, I'll just be a couple of minutes whilst I look for it."

I felt my lips twist into a slutty grin. It felt like fate had delivered Jason to me.  What could be hotter than fucking my sisters hot husband and making him all mine?  I could addict him to my tighter, wetter pussy and make him a slave to my tits.  He would never cum so hard as in his sister-in-law - this could be the beginning of a beautiful affair.  Fucking Jason could also net me other advantages.  Maybe I could recruit him as a willing ally to help me defeat my male half.   This could be a pivotal moment in my life...

Putting on an extra layer of lip gloss, I slid my feet into my sisters heels, luckily we had the same size feet, and sprayed on some perfume.  Checking I looked good enough to eat, I slowly descended the stairs and walked into the living room, where I found Jason looking inside a cupboard for my feeble sisters medicine.

"Holy shit! Who the hell are you?" he gasped as he turned and the pills dropped from his hands.  " Did my brother-in-law bring you here whilst we were out?  Where is he?"

"Hah, I AM your brother-in-law," I grinned stretching for Jason's hungry eyes.  "I know it sounds crazy Jason, but I'm a were-woman.  That's why I wanted you both out of the house tonight.  You can call me Luna."

"Don't be fucking crazy, I've never heard anything so insane," he gasped backing away.  I giggled and advanced, I knew just how to convince him this was for real.  It was time to remind him of his dark secret.

"Do you remember what you told me that night before your wedding.  We became such good friends and you were drunk.  I think you wanted to tell me because you felt guilty and you thought as her brother, I could offer you absolution.  You confessed to me that night that you sometimes found it hard to stay loyal to my sister and had once cheated on her with another girl... some slut from your office and it was the best sex you ever had.  You sobbed and begged me to forgive you, you said you would never cheat on her again. You convinced me you were a changed man, and I didn't want to ruin your wedding so I promised to never tell a living soul.  And I haven't Jason... it's me... really.  How else would I know that otherwise?"

"It... it really is you," he gasped as he looked at me in amazement.  "This is insane - you turned into a woman?  You look amazing."

"Mmmmmh, it IS amazing.   I LOVE being Luna.  Let me tell you Jason, the best thing is the sex.  I can't get enough of it, I LOVE cock." All the time I'd been talking I had advanced and I now swayed over to Jason and slid my hand down to fondle his crotch through his trousers.   I could feel the outline of his big dick and it already excited me.

"Noooo, what are you doing?" he groaned.

"Why do you think I came down here Jason?  I want to fuck you and turn you into a cheating husband.  I'll be an even better fuck than that slut from your office.  You'll cum so hard you won't ever wanna stick your dick in my inferior sister ever again.  I can pleasure you in so many ways."

I grinned as I felt his cock start to get hard in his pants.  He hadn't pushed my hand away, he was already becoming mine.

"You're a bad boy, and I'm a bad girl.  Mmmmmh I want to fuck your cheating cock.  Just think about it.  Now you know my secret, don't tell me the thought of having a horny slut on tap once a month that you can fuck as often as you like doesn't tempt you?  Laura would be fucking clueless, she has no idea about my curse.  It would be the perfect affair - there would be no evidence.  We could do whatever you wanted each month and I'd take you to heaven and back.  Just imagine how good it will be to fuck your sister-in-law's tight... little... pussy."

I pulled my body stocking to one side to show him my wet snatch and I guided his hand to my dripping cunt.  It felt so good as his fingers slid inside my wetness and he began to finger me slowly, causing me to bite my lip and gasp.  "I'm such a slut Jason, you have no idea.  You can use me however you like, it's all good to me..."  

"Holy shit, you're nothing like your male-self... you're a total dirty whore," groaned Jason, his fingers inside me going deeper and deeper as his breathing got heavier.

"Mmmmmh, you bet.  I'm a naughty, fucking bitch when I'm like this.  I'll let you fuck my mouth... my pussy... even my ass. I love it rough and I love it hard.  I want you Jason, and I know you want me too.  You can dump all your cum in me... I'll take it all. Mmmmmh, now be a man and fuck me..."

He groaned and kissed me and I knew I had him. His dick was now rock hard and seizing the initiative, I led Jason upstairs to the attic. The moonlight shone through the windows onto the bed, energising me further and making me feel even sluttier.  Giggling I helped him out of his clothes and laying him down on my bed, I straddled him and stroked his cock until it was hard enough to ride.

"Mmmmmh, this is gonna feel so good," I groaned lifting up my ass and slowly lowering my pussy down onto his cock and guiding it in with my hands.  His big dick felt amazing as it entered me and I began to ride him, my pussy dripping with my juices as I ground on his cock and rubbed my clit to make myself cum.  I rode him cowboy, giggling and moaning as my tits jiggled and his married cock sank deep into my wicked body. I fucking loved how easy guys were to seduce.

"Ohhhh fuck, your pussy feels amazing," he groaned.  "Shit - so much tighter than Laura's!"

"Yes, and it's all yours baby. I'm your cum slut now."

"Fuck, I don't think I can take much more," he groaned as I rode him faster and faster.  "It feels too good, ohhh shit, this is so wrong, it's making me soooo hard!"

"That's okay... cum inside me, I want it in me," I whispered and he grunted and moaned as he shot the first ever load of his spunk... but certainly not the last, deep inside me.

"Fuck... fuck... what have I done?" he groaned as I slid off him and giggled.

"You did what came natural. You fucked the Alpha-girl. My sister is nice, but you don't want a nice girl.  A man like you needs a complete bitch, and I'm all yours - well at least, once a month for now."

"Oh shit, Laura!  She's still at the restaurant.  I've been nearly half an hour, she'll be going mad!"

"Just tell her you were late cos of traffic. You're gonna have to get good at lying to her now baby," I purred.  Jason was still wonderfully innocent, but I would soon correct that and turn him into a master cheat.   "Go back to her for now and enjoy your evening, but remember you're my man now."

We kissed and he nodded.  "Damn, you're the hottest girl I ever came across, you make me feel so bad."

I waved my new man off and watched him leave with a smirk on my face.  Tomorrow when I woke up, my male personality would no doubt be horrified by what I had done, but right now I was still in charge.  "Too bad male me," I giggled.  "Jason is all ours now and we're gonna fuck him every month.  Being a home-wrecker is fun!  With Jason's help I'm gonna find a way to become like this forever, just you wait!"

Bathing in the moonlight, I went to clean up the cum dripping down my legs and find some more of my sisters clothes to wear.  The night was still young and whilst Jason was out having dinner with my sister, I was sure I could find more hot guys to fuck.

Mmmmmh, maybe I could find some more married guys? I definitely had a taste for married cock now... in fact you could say I had become a bit of a Were-Wrecker.

Were-Wrecker.  I liked that.  I was a were-wrecker and all men were my prey... now all I had to do was find some more.  Any takers?

THE END

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Science Experiments (Quickie Captions)

Just a fun sequence I was playing around with cos I couldn't work out the story...

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Ghost of a chance

Jordan was sick of his life - he couldn't take it anymore.  He and his friends were constantly getting bullied by the school bad boy Brendan and it was really getting him down.  He would lie in bed at night sobbing at just how horrible the muscled jock was to him and his friends.  He was too scared to tell anyone and he didn't know what to do... his life totally sucked.  If things didn't get better soon, he was going to have to start thinking some very dark thoughts... maybe it would be better if he wasn't even alive... maybe it would be a good idea just to end it all?

Oh for fucks sake Jordan... you're pathetic.  You should grow a pair of balls and stop acting like a weak little boy. Pull yourself together and act like a man for once...

"AHHHH! Who... who said that?" gasped Jordan as a soft feminine voice laughed dismissively in his ear and he sat bolt upright.

I did lover boy...

"What the fuck? Is this a trick?  Who's there?  Show yourself!"

*Sigh* I'm invisible you idiot.  You can't see me so don't even waste your time looking.  I'm a ghost actually.  It's a miracle you can even hear me, I think only the fact you're so depressed is allowing us to talk.  Your morbid thoughts about suicide and death have opened a channel so we can chat.

"Oh shit, now I'm losing my fucking mind," sobbed Jordan as he tried to push this terrible girls voice out of his head. If he started hearing things, he'd be sectioned before he could say snap and his life would be even worse.

Hmmmm, maybe you are?  Maybe you're going completely cuckoo? In the meantime though, why don't you shut up and listen to what I have to say?  I have an offer for you...

"No!  I refuse to be drawn into this.  Ghosts aren't real, this is bullshit and I'm not going to go crazy..." shivered Jordan as he felt a strange cold air move round the room and he began to realise, maybe there really was someone there.

Okay. Well, if I'm not real, then it can't hurt to listen can it?  Don't you wanna know what I want Jordan?  Don't you want to hear my offer?

"If you're a ghost... then you're dead. That means you can't want anything... and what could you possibly offer me in return?"

It's quite simple really Jordan. I want to live again  and you can help me.  You see I died a while-ago in a car crash.  It was probably a really bad idea to give my best-friends boyfriend a blowjob whilst he was driving high on cocaine, but we all make mistakes right?  I've been looking for a way to get back into the living game ever since and I think you can help me.  You see, I still have so much to do - so much to experience.  I was only eighteen when I died and I had so many more cocks to suck and fuck. It's just not fair.  I want another shot at life...

Jordan groaned and pulled his pillow over his head.  This was nuts, he was hearing voices and worse he was starting to believe this might be for real.  The voice continued unabated, in fact she was just as loud with the pillow over his head, almost as if she were projecting her voice directly into his head.

Jordan - I've been watching you for a couple of months now.  You're such a miserable, fucking loser.  That Brendan bully is constantly pushing you around and making you feel bad.  I know how much you are hurting.  What if I told you I could protect you from the bullies forever.? I mean, have you ever noticed who Brendan never picks on?

Jordan paused, his eyes narrowing as he tried to think. Brendan pretty much picked on everyone... he was such a douchebag... well everyone except the girls of course!  He said as much to the ghost.

Right!  You got it in one baby.  Brendan's Mom instilled in him the golden rule that he treats women with respect and never treats girls badly.... unless they want him to, he he.  So don't you see?  If you became a girl, then Brendan would never bully you again!  You'd be safe and your sucky life would start to be good again.

"Become a girl, what the hell are you talking about?" muttered Jordan defensively, but still taking the pillow off his head and sitting up curiously.

I'm proposing a merger Jordan.  I need a living body to possess and you need someone to give you some backbone and help you get away from Brendan. If you allow me to possess you, then I can make you into a girl.  You'll never be bullied again and you'll get to be a hot eighteen year old babe.  Wouldn't that be nice?

"Hang on - you're nuts!  Even if what you were saying is possible, why would I trust you to possess me?  You could wipe my personality out entirely and take over! Plus, how am I gonna explain to everyone why I'm suddenly a girl?"

Because dummy, we'll sort those things out as part of the ritual.  There's a spell we'll need to use to suck me into your body, and it allows us to agree how much control of the body we both get.  I'm willing to go 70% - 30% to you.  All I want to do is live again Jordan, it's so fucking boring being a ghost.  Oh - and the best bit is, once we're merged, reality will adjust so you'll always have been a hot girl.  It will be fine baby... trust me.

"70 - 30?  Hmmm, that sounds reasonable to me," grunted Jordan.  "So I'd be like... a real girl... with like dresses and makeup and stuff?"

*Sigh* Yes you dumb-ass. You'll be a typical 18 year old girl with a full wardrobe of clothes, a set of girly friends and me giving you all the advice and knowledge you need to succeed as a babe.  So do we have a deal?

"I can't believe I'm doing this," grinned Jordan... "but if you're right... this is too big a chance not to take.  I'll finally be free of that asshole Brendan and maybe I can even help my friends.  What do I need to do?"

The ghost guided him in obtaining what he needed for the ritual.  It was pretty simple really, just some chalk to draw some occult symbols on the floor and a couple of candles.  He set everything up as instructed and sat in the circle.  Clearing his throat, he spread his arms wide and opened himself up to be possessed.

"Spirit... come to me... take my weak male body and enter in.  I willingly submit to your power, I want to be one with you. Please corrupt me!"  

He then began to chant some ancient words the ghost had shared with him.  As he chanted, one by one the candles began to burn with a pink flame and Jordan marvelled as pink fire ignited the chalk outlines.  Energy swirled round the room and he gasped as he suddenly felt the spirit approaching him.

Oh fuck yes... this will be the first time I've been with a guy since I died.  I need to drain your male essence to make your body suitable for me to possess. Get your dick out and lets get started...

Jordan pulled out his cock, and he groaned as he felt an invisible set of lips slide round it.  He closed his eyes, as the sight of his foreskin moving invisibly backwards and forwards was kind of weird.  With his eyes shut, it felt like he was getting the most incredible blowjob of his life... he could feel the ghosts tongue licking his dick and her mouth sucking and slurping expertly till with a cry he began to ejaculate.

Mmmmmmh, here we go baby... make room for Momma.

Jordan could feel his maleness being sucked out of him and now the spirit was flowing inside and replacing it with her own energy.  He cried in ecstasy, the longest orgasm of his life going on and on and on as he cummed repeatedly and his dick shrunk.

Ooooh yeah, I'm going inside you... we're merging Jordan.  Mmmmmh, time to start making some improvements... it feels so good to live again!

Jordan moaned as his hair lengthened and his skin tanned.  His face became prettier as his fingernails lengthened and tattoos and piercings appeared on his body.  As promised, the room around him was changing and as Jordan and the ghost merged... his old life disintegrated and he became a willing vessel for the slutty spirit.  The cumming sensation from his dick faded, in fact - he couldn't even feel his dick anymore.  He felt so hot and horny all of a sudden.. like a such a bitch.

Oh Jordan... remember that 70-30% thing?  You do realise that was complete bullshit right?  I'm gonna make you completely into me, but don't worry you're gonna love it.  The new Jordan is gonna be a total slut... I can't wait to be a bitch again.

"No!" gasped Jordan as he tried to fight the spirit, but it was useless... she was now inside his mind and his body.  He had invited her in and she was taking control.   What a fool he had been.

Uggghh, stop fighting me Jordan.  Don't you wanna be me?  I'll make us the most popular, bratty, slut at school.  We'll be rich, socialites who get whatever we want.  Yesssss, sounds good doesn't it?  Just give in and go to sleep... you'll feel so much better soon. Let my nasty bitchiness wash through you... 

Jordan groaned as his hands seemed to come to life of their own accord and started to roam his transformed body. It felt so good to have tits and a pussy and he was helpless to resist as the spirit took control and he began to become her.  

Jordan giggled as her fingers slid into her pussy and she sighed happily.  Mmmmmh, it was so long since she had played with herself... since she had cum properly.  No wait!  These weren't her memories were they?  She tried to think but... no... wait, of course they were.  All those times she'd bunked off school, all those times she'd sucked cock instead... all those cream-pies she'd had dripping out of her... they were her real memories.  Now she could relive all those pleasures, only this time she'd be more careful not to die in a car crash.

Give in Jordan... give in... say after me... I'm a bad girl... I'm a bad girl... I'm a bad girl...

"Ohhhh yessss I'm such a bad girl," grinned Jordan to herself, sighing happily as she rubbed a nipple and fingered her wet cunt.  She repeated the mantra with her fingers moving faster and faster,  till with a shuddering moan she finally orgasmed. Mmmmmh, this was sooooo much better than being a bullied dweeb... being the bitch was so much better.

Licking her still sticky fingers and picking up her phone, Jordan saw that she had numerous messages from her bitchy friends.  They were inviting her to the mall and boy was she was ready to go. Her new slutty life started here.

She walked over to her extensive wardrobe and grinned as she saw it was now full of clothes fit for a princess. Wiggling into a tight pair of shorts and a pink top, she did her makeup and headed out... this bitch was back and she was gonna live her new life to the full!  It was time to make all the boys horny and all the girls jealous.

EPILOGUE

It was almost entirely predictable that Jordan would end up hooking up with Brendan.  The moment she first saw him, he got her pussy wet and she knew she had to fuck him.  She couldn't believe how strong and sexy he was and watching him pick on nerds and beat up beta boys was such a turn on for her.  

Pretty soon the were dating and Jordan, the former victim was now deeply in love with his old bully. She loved how manly he was and when he picked her up and fucked her in the air, she cummed so hard that she would sometimes squirt.

Brendan enjoyed his slutty new girlfriend and he even thought he might be in love with her, though of course he had no idea she was cheating on him already with two of his friends.   

Funny how life turns out sometimes...

THE END!

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