Playing Nurse (For Erica)

Nurse Erica was probably the biggest bitch that had ever lived - but she was also the only person keeping my husband alive.  For months I'd had to watch in horror as he'd fallen completely under her evil and wicked spell.  The moment he caught sight of those massive tits and that sexy blonde hair, he'd been her slave and Erica had supplanted me completely as my husbands confidante and equal. 

Michael had a rare and rather complex medical condition that left him physically and mentally healthy most of the time, but if untreated made him progressively weaker.  Only Erica seemed to be able to cure him of his illness, restoring him to full health and vigour - and if anything making him even stronger than he used to be.  She loved to flaunt her superiority to me, winding my rich husband around her little finger and making it clear she was the boss bitch now.  My love for Michael was so strong that I was willing to endure her evil, so long as she kept him alive - it was the least I could do for him.

I was nothing compared to her... that body, those eyes... that smirking grin.  She didn't even try to hide her true nature anymore, her body was now fully flaunted in the expensive lingerie my husband bought and she dripped with makeup and jewellery.  When I found out my husband was writing me out of the will and leaving everything to her, it didn't surprise me.  When my husband kicked me out of his room and invited Erica to sleep next door to him - that didn't surprise me either.  

One night I snuck to his room and peering through the door saw her sucking his cock.  It was so full and erect... bigger than it had ever been for me and I watched jealously as Erica moaned and gasped in pleasure, making him cum harder than I had ever seen him do before.  She swallowed, savouring every drop and smiling happily as she engulfed his dick with her huge tits and began to pump them, making him almost instantly hard again.  Once he was rigid again, she mounted him, groaning like a whore as she corrupted him with her perfect pussy and massive swaying breasts... laughing as she squeezed her thighs together and he cummed again... groaning at how much he worshiped and loved her.

Sobbing I ran back to my room, unable to ever forget the image of my adversary taking my husband and making him all hers.  I hated her, but I was also full of a burning jealousy for her perfect body and evil bitchy attitude.  That's when I remembered the ring my grandmother had given me... supposedly able to grant three wishes.  I searched my jewellery box and finding it, laughed in triumph. I was so overcome by hatred and disgust for Erica - I wished right there and then that she would disappear and never return so long as I was at the house.

Wish granted.

I shrieked at the voice in my head - the strange insistent voice.  My hands shook and the ring nearly dropped from my hand as I realised to my horror that the ring really was magic.  And if the ring really was real, then maybe my wish was about to come true?

I hadn't mean't my wish literally, but as I came into the hallway - I stopped in my tracks as I saw Erica entering with a smirk from my husbands room.  She wiped away some left over cum from her perfect lips, but suddenly her eyes widened and I saw a weird expression on her face... fear!  As I watched in amazement, her body became transparent and then like a fading photograph, she vanished into thin air, leaving only her nurses outfit and slutty lingerie behind, which fell to the floor

My heart hammered in my chest as I realised my wish had come true... literally.  I had wished for her to disappear and now she had!  Erica was gone and it was all my fault.  In a panic I grabbed her clothes and ran to my room.  Without Erica my husband's illness would return... he would get sick and die.  Plus... I had murdered her to all intents and purposes.  This was wrong! I had to undo the damage.

I grabbed the ring and wished again.  "I wish for you to bring Erica back alive right now!"

You wished for Erica to disappear and never return whilst you were in the house. She can never be restored whilst you live here.  But there is a way I can grant your wish...

Erica's clothes shimmered with a pink light and I looked down at them curiously.  What the fuck was this?  She wasn't coming back, the wish hadn't worked.

"It didn't work, she isn't..."

I screamed as Erica's clothes suddenly reared up like living things and leapt on top of me.  "NOOOOO get OFF me!"

Erica's clothes were attacking me... but... but it felt good.... so fucking good.  They wanted to be on my body because they wanted to make me like her.  They were my clothes now.  Where the clothes touched me I felt an erotic fire and a slutty desire grow in my mind. I groaned as Erica's sexy clothes melted and I ripped off my own sweater and jeans and let her tight red lingerie slither over me.  Her stockings worked their way over my legs as her massive bra snapped shut around my chest.  I felt so good.

"Ohhhh fuck YES!" I screamed, laughing as my breasts suddenly started to expand and grow.  I suddenly understood in a flash of inspiration - my wish was transforming me into Erica!  I was becoming her so that she might live again and my previous wish still be valid.

I should have been fighting this, stopping it from happening, but instead I began to revel in my corruption as my nails lengthened into slutty claws and I felt my hair turn blonde.  "Oh yes YES!  Why fight the bitch, when I can BE the bitch? Soon Erica I'll have my husband back again, because I'll be you.  Mmmmh, I was always jealous of your slutty body anyway and soon it will be all mine."

I groaned and squeezed my big tits, so much better than my old ones, as I felt my face transform and my corruption into Erica accelerate.  Her bitchy perfume rose from my skin as my pussy became totally hairless and ready to fuck.  My ass got shapelier and expensive makeup coated my face as I became an exact physical copy of the bitch that had taken control of my husband.

"YES make me into a fucking bitch!  Make me into a heartless, slutty, goldigging whore who gets everything she wants!"

I screamed in pleasure as I slid Erica's fingers into my pussy and played with myself. Juices ran down my thighs and my big tits bounced on my chest as I shook back my blonde hair and laughed in a new voice.  I was Erica the Nurse now and I loved it.

Erica's personality was taking control and I encouraged it as I gave myself to her.  "YES!  Make me vain, make me selfish, make me a power mad slut!  I'M GOING TO CUM SOOOO HARD!"

"I... AM.... Erica!"

I squealed in unholy joy as my pussy exploded and I squirted hot juices over the bed.  Sliding off the sheets, I walked to the mirror and grinned as I touched and admired my new body.  The magic ring with it's one remaining wish I slid onto my finger... that could come in useful.

Now I was Erica, it was time to start acting like her.  I was horny and that pathetic fool Michael needed his 'medicine'.  Now I was Erica I knew that she had discovered by sucking and fucking Michael on regular occasions - his illness would recede, and his dependence on me would grow.  I was horny and it was time to give the patient his medicine.

It felt so good to wrap my slutty hand around Michael's big cock.  My pink nails looked so hot around his dick.  "Mmmmh, hello baby," I giggled, seeing the weakness in his eyes as I began to stroke.

"I have some bad news, your stupid wife has gone missing and no one can find her. It looks like she ran out on you.  But don't worry Michael, I'll never leave you.   Now cum for Erica... cum for your Goddess and let me take care of everything."

It felt so good as my former husband exploded and groaned, his cum spraying all over my tits and my hands.   Later I would ride his cock and cream him again and again - after all - with the wife out of the way and the inheritance to think of, perhaps it was time to consider providing Michael with an heir?

Playing Nurse was fun... and I had never been happier.

THE END

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Old habits die hard

Kelly still sometimes had nightmares about the day she'd watched her kind and loving mother Julia transform into an evil Goddess. It was all her fault, and the guilt she felt was destroying her life.  She just wished she'd never forced her Mom to go shopping... to go into that damn shop.  It was all her fault!

You see Julia wasn't really into clothes, fashion or makeup - she was more a 'make-do and mend' type of woman, but she liked to indulge her shopaholic daughter from time to time as she was a caring and loving mother. That's why the two of them had been out shopping on that fateful day and Kelly had insisted that they pop into the new little retro fashion boutique that had opened on the corner.  The shop sold a mix of new beauty products and also retro stuff and Kelly was desperate to try it out, though Julia was getting tired and wanted to go home and have a hot bath.  She loved to bathe, it was her favourite thing in the world... she could lie for hours in the warm water with a glass of wine and a good book.  She was already day-dreaming about getting home and doing just that.

As Kelly browsed the shelves and Julia impatiently looked at her watch, Kelly suddenly spotted something bright and blonde shining towards the back of the shop.  There was an old dummy head on a counter and a beautiful blonde wig sitting on top of it.  She was instantly in love with it and desperate to try it on.  Walking over, her heart beating - Kelly almost thought she could hear a voice whispering in her head... telling her how powerful and evil she was about to become, promising her power and sex beyond her wildest dreams.  All she had to do was put it on and she would be transformed... she had been chosen and her ascension was about to begin.

Almost in a trance, a wicked grin on her face - Kelly had picked up the wig, her nipples stiffening as she wound her fingers in the soft blonde hair and imagined how it would feel on her head... rooting into her scalp and corrupting her into a bad little bitch.  "Yesssssss," she hissed her pussy so wet now, "make me your host..."

But as she raised the wig to her head, Julia's arm suddenly shot out and grabbed her wrists.  "Kelly! What on earth are you doing?  We haven't paid for that, put it back."

Julia had intervened just in time,  the wig was only inches from Kelly's head, but her daughter was possessed by a lust for the wig now and snarling she began to wrestle with her Mom.  "NO!  Let me go, I have to put it on, I NEED IT!"

"KELLY, what is wrong with you... have you gone insane?"  The two women began to wrestle, and in the confusion they fell, Kelly landing on top of her Mom with an umphhh.  To her horror, the wig landed on her mothers head and Julia moaned as it instantly writhed and attached... smothering her own brunette locks and rooting into her scalp.

"NO!" screamed Kelly in horror, the spell suddenly broken as the wig abandoned it's hold over her and began working on it's new host.  Julia was groaning and trying to rip the wig off her head, but it wasn't working.

"Kelly... uuggggh... help me... I... can't get it off and ohhhh fuck, this feels so good - ooooohhhhh."

Julia began to moan and her hands dropped to her sides as she surrendered to the delicious power of the evil wig and the rest of her body transformed.  As the blonde hair straightened on her head and fell around her ears in a sexy wave,  her clothing melted and reformed into a tight black latex dress that hugged every curve.  Her middle aged body tightened up and toned as her skin tanned to a permanent slutty orange and her small breasts began to swell and expand into huge, slutty tits.  Thick makeup coated her face as six inch black heels pushed her up and her short nails extended into manicured claws.

"Mmmmh, oh yes.  Thank you Kelly my dear for finding this wig, I think it suits me rather well. I feel so fucking bitchy and powerful now.  God, I used to be so pathetic.  Now I understand... I am a Goddess and I deserve whatever I want.  Hahaha, you can watch as I cheat on your Father and have fun.  Mommy is gone and only Goddess Julia remains now!"

Kelly sobbed in horror as her transformed Mother strutted away.  At first she wondered how Julia would possibly explain her transformed self to other people, but the wig had given her some sort of mind influencing ability and whatever she wanted people to do, they soon obeyed.  Even Kelly found she was helpless to resist her dominant Mothers commands and she was soon thoroughly under control as Julia destroyed the lovely life they all once had.

Julia quit her job and turned Kelly's Dad into a submissive cuckold; laughing as she fucked hotter, stronger, richer men in front of him.  She soon got her sugar Daddy's to put her into a massive mansion where she surrounded herself with wealth, fashion and makeup. Kelly and her Father practically lived there as servants in tiny rooms whilst Julia acted like a Queen. She seemed to spend most of the day fucking hot guys and drinking champagne and there was almost nothing left of the sweet and innocent Mother Kelly had once known.  There were no weaknesses... no way to stop her...

Except one thing... one habit that the old and new Julia still shared... one tiny weakness...

Julia still loved to bathe.  She would spend hours in the bath, relaxing and drinking wine - though these days she was more likely to be masturbating whilst she did so - or putting pictures on social media. Nevertheless Kelly was determined to help her Mom and she knew the bath was the only weakness the Goddess had.

Kelly managed to slip some super strength muscle relaxants into the products that Julia liked to use in the bath and she waited.  Sure enough, her chance soon came.  One afternoon Julia was taking a bath and relaxing... her beautiful blonde hair draped over the side.  She felt particularly drowsy and relaxed on this occasion... it was funny but she was so tired and sleepy.  She closed her gorgeous eyes and began to snooze.

Knowing her chance had come at last, but her heart in her mouth all the same... Kelly crept into the bathroom and approached Julia.  She knew if Julia became aware of her presence, the evil bitch would instantly take command and she would be doomed... but Julia's head was nodding on her massive cleavage... she was asleep.

Leaping forward, Kelly grabbed the long blonde tresses in front of her and pulled as hard as she could.  "Get off her, give me back my MOM!" she screamed.  Taken by surprise the wig began to come loose and Julia moaned in horror, her reflexes dulled.

"Nooooooooo," she screeched as the wig tore away but her hands finally grabbing it centimetres from her head.  The wig was thrashing like an animal trying to reattach to its host and Julie gritted her teeth and pulled hard.  "The wig is mine you little bitch, as soon as I get it back on YOU'RE DEAD!"

Laughing evilly Julia pulled and Kelly sobbed in desperation as the wig moved down towards her Mothers head. "Yessssss, the power will be mine again soon," giggled Julia.  "You're too weak to stop me Kelly."

Kelly knew she was doomed unless she took a chance.  Freeing one hand from the wriggling wig she grabbed her Mom's head and pushed it down.  Julia was taken by surprise and she was pushed under the water, her concentration broken and her grip on the wig loosening.

With a wrench Kelly pulled the wig free and ran as fast as she could.

"NOOOOO! GIVE IT BACK!" screamed Julia, rising from the water like a sea monster and her body already starting to transform back to normal.  "Noooo! I won't go back to that frumpy old bitch!"  She chased after Kelly desperate to reclaim the wig.

Kelly ran downstairs.  She'd started the fire an hour ago and it was burning hot and strong.  She just needed to toss this cursed wig into it and she and her mother would be free.  But the wig had other ideas.  Realising it had lost it's primary host and was in danger of being destroyed, it began to writhe again and leapt forward onto Kelly's head.

"Noooo, get off me!" screamed Kelly as she fell over and the wig took over her.  "Uggghhh, oooohhhh, shit YESSSSSS!"

Kelly moaned in pleasure and pushed her chest out as it exploded outward and her white sweater tightened enticingly.  Long pink nails extended out as her sensible skirt turned to pink latex and shrunk up her body to reveal long slutty legs.  Kelly's lips curved into a wicked smile as she stood up and stretched, embracing the power as the wig corrupted her into it's new... younger host,

Julia whimpered as she ran round the corner, now back to her old self to see her new bimbo Goddess daughter purring delightedly.

"Well Mother, it seems I'm the bitch now and I can't wait to try out my new body.  Mmmmh, they say old habits die hard and I think it's time to see if I can teach an old dog new tricks.  I'm going to have so much fun breaking you in..."

Julia whimpered as Kelly advanced...  her reign was over and the new queen was here to stay.

THE END

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Taking a ride

Jack had been the only member of his friendship group who had been a little worried about the strange taxi that pulled over to pick him and his friends up from the library. The RWI taxi company wasn't one he had ever heard of and the vehicle looked kind of weird. Jack and his friends had all been working late on a university project and needed to get back home, so Steve had flagged down the first vehicle that passed... a large funny shaped bus-taxi.  The front of the bus was arranged like a regular taxi, but the back of it was all blacked out and inside there was a sort of walk in wardrobe with seats, racks of clothes and even a makeup area.

"What the hell is this?" asked Steve to the driver as James, Richard and Jack all climbed inside.

"Oh... we're 'Roll With It Taxis'.  A lot of women are in a rush to get ready on a night out, so we installed a preparation area.  Girls can get ready in the back of the taxi and borrow our clothes and makeup to prepare for a night of hot clubbing.  It costs extra but it's sure worth it."

"Sounds... interesting," laughed James, "but as you can see - we're not girls."

"Sure, but money is money right?" smiled the driver.  "Besides... I bet a bunch of geeks like you have never seen real slutty girl clothes up close before have you?  The back is stocked full of hot thongs, high-heel shoes and tiny skirts.  Why don't you fella's take a look?"

Jack declined, but the others climbed into the back and began looking through the clothing.  The driver switched on a pink light so they could see and the three friends were bathed in a lurid neon glow as they curiously looked through the expensive lingerie and makeup before them.

"Wow, I can't believe girls really wear these things," laughed Richard as he picked up a tiny string thong.  "They do feel kinda nice though.  Check out this sequined dress!  It's super cute!  Do all girls wear these kinds of things?"

"Not every girl - but the kind of rich, spoiled, party sluts we pick up do.  Actually, quite a lot of our customers are quite demure at first, but once they start to change into the clothes... they get into character and they never turn back, even once they take them off..."

"Sounds kinky," mused Steve as he examined a mascara brush and a lipstick.  "How do girls use all this stuff?  I bet this makes them look super hot."

"Why don't you find out?" purred the driver. "You can try some of this stuff on if you like.  In fact, why don't you all slip into some dresses and try on the makeup?"

Jack snorted in derision, "What the hell are you talking about... guys have you heard this...?  Guys?"

Jack was looking at his friends in amazement.  They all seemed to be excitedly looking through the racks and pulling down clothes.  "Hey, what are you all doing?"

"Finding some stuff to wear," laughed Steve, "Come on and join us Jack."

"But those are girls clothes!  They won't even fit you."

"The driver said it's okay - don't be such a killjoy.  We may never get another chance like this.  A chance to try on such slutty clothes... come on it's fun!"

Something was very wrong with his friends.  They were talking fast and high pitched and they began to giggle excitedly as they made little piles of clothes and stripped off their shirts.  They seemed to see nothing weird or strange about putting on girls clothes in a weird taxi.  It was like they were under some sort of spell or something.  "Guys, you're scaring me... stop it!"

"Last chance to get in the back and party with the girls," smirked the driver as he pushed a button and the doors locked. But Jack was too cowardly to join them.  He only turned and watched in horror as his friends began to put on the girls clothes... and they began to change!

Steve wiggled into a tiny white dress with a frilly front.  As he did so, his torso seemed to shrink and contract, and as he slid his feet into a pair of strappy blue heels, his toenails turned pink and his leg hair retracted.  Pulling on a blonde wig, it seemed to writhe and root into his head, and he tossed it back like it was real hair and began applying makeup.

Richard was excitedly pulling on the black sequined dress he had coveted earlier.  The bra cups were huge at first, but rapidly they were swelling up with tanned flesh, as a pair of large, firm breasts pushed out of his once manly chest.  He sighed happily as his hips cracked out and he grew shorter and thinner.

Excited moans and giggles filled the air as the boys Adams apples retracted and bones cracked and shifted.  James was purring as he pulled on a strappy gold top that left most of his now flat and smooth midriff bare.  The mini-skirt barely covered his ass and an expensive diamond flashed in his pierced belly button as he ran long nails over his skin and cooed in pleasure.

"Oh fuck yeah, these clothes are like sooooo hawt," giggled Stevie as she smacked her lips together and applied a thicker layer of pink gloss.  "I'm sooooo gonna get laid in the club tonight."

"Yeah, we are totally fricking sexy," laughed Jamie, "hey Rikki can I borrow that mascara, it is sooooo cute."

Jack watched as the final few transformations occurred to his former friends and Stevie, Jamie and Rikki sat down back in the front of the taxi, glued to their glittery new mobile phones.  They smelt of sex and flowers and each of them looked like a horny glamour princess ready to party.

"Hey... who's this loser?" suddenly asked Stevie noticing Jack as if it were for the first time.  As she said it, his head seemed to throb and suddenly Jack wondered why he was in a taxi with the three bitchiest girls from university. 

"Get the fuck out of here dweeb," laughed Rikki popping open a bottle of champagne as the taxi pulled over and unceremoniously dumped him out.  "Driver, take us to the club... we need to find some hot boys to fuck."

The driver laughed as he drove away - three more slutty bitches created for the enjoyment of the world.  They would never remember their old lives and in sheer minutes, neither would Jack remember they were ever his friends.

"You should have got in the back Jack," laughed the driver... "too bad.  But I'm sure your friends will enjoy their new hot lives without you."

As he adjusted the mirror and saw that Rikki had the bottle of champagne now up her skirt and the other two were making out and fingering each other - he had to admit, this new intake sure were a wild bunch!

THE END

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She suits you

Looking nervously around the expensive sex-shop and hoping no one he knew would come in and recognise him - Simon  cleared his throat and fingered his collar.  It wouldn't do for anyone important to come in and recognise the Manager of the local bank hanging around such a seedy place - it would be bad for business, but he had no choice if he was to get what he wanted.

Wondering how much longer the short, plump girl who had served him was going to take - he anxiously checked his watch and tapped his foot. She had gone behind the changing screen only a couple of minutes, but every second currently felt like an hour and he wanted to get out of here.

"Mr Kensington, I'm ready now," came a soft giggle and Simon turned round - his mouth dropping open as the screen parted to reveal the swaying body of a busty blonde bombshell.  Her perfect pink cock-sucking lips curved into a devilish grin as she put her hands on her womanly hips and blew him a kiss... leaning forward slightly so that her massive, round, boobs (barely contained within her lingerie) swayed enticingly on her creamy white chest.  "You like what you see?" she groaned in a voice oozing with sex as she brushed her silky golden hair out of her eyes and turned round slowly to reveal her firm round ass and perfect figure.

"Th...this is a trick," stammered Simon as the vision of perfection in front of him posed for his approval.

"There's no trick Mr Kensington," giggled the blonde hottie, "Whilst I'm inside this body-suit, this is me and it's one hundred percent real. Just like you wanted, the suit will completely bond and transform the user.  These are my big tits now... my tight pussy.  This blonde hair is rooted in my scalp.  I'm the only one who can take this suit off, I would pass any inspection you cared to give as one-hundred percent real.  The suit is even starting to alter my mood and personality, again to your requests.  The longer a person wears it, or the more they use it... the more their neural pathways bond to the suit.  You see - our suits are revolutionary and quite, quite, quite illegal.  If any governments or big organisations ever discovered we had this level of technology, things could be... bad for us. This is why we only offer our service to our richest and most prestigious clients.  There are only a dozen of suits like this in the world, and you are now the proud owner of one... made to your exact specifications.  No one would ever suspect that behind the doors of this sex-shop is technology that many would kill for.  Shall I take her off now?"

Simon nodded and the girl disappeared behind the screen.  Moments later she returned, back to her regular homely self and carrying a fleshy empty blonde-haired skin with her.

"So as agreed, that will be $50,000 up-front and your agreement that you'll use your influence in the bank to approve our expansion requests nationwide. We need to expand and you are going to be a great asset to us, as up to now we have struggled for legitimate finance.  Really, only your job in the bank made you attractive to us, that and your discretion.  So are you sure you still want the suit?"

"Yes... yes... give me the suit!"

The girl smiled and carefully folded the empty skin into a large box.  "Forgive me asking sir, but what do you want the body-suit for?"

"It's for my wife, Vanessa.  My marriage is on the rocks and I'll do anything to save it.  Vanessa has lost all interest in sex - since her Mother died last year she's been spiralling into some sort of depression. I can't stand to see her so unhappy.  I think the suit could give our marriage a new lease of life."

The girl smiled... or maybe it was a smirk.  "Oh, I should say that your marriage is about to become very interesting.  Good luck Mr Kensington.  We'll be in touch when we need your support, until then - enjoy."

Sliding the boxed-up suit into a shopping bag, Simon checked the coast was clear and left the shop.  He grinned as he looked down at the box; he couldn't wait to see Vanessa in this thing... in fact he was going to have to be careful he didn't get caught speeding on the way home...

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Pushing the final catch together under the mass of silky blonde hair, Vanessa gasped as she felt the suit tighten on her skin and she shivered and moaned as it came to life.  She'd never been busty before... her own breasts were only B-Cups, but now she could feel the weight of a pair of DD's and she had to admit it felt good.  She felt younger again... curvier and hotter in a way she had never experienced before. Was this how it felt to be sexy?  She had forgotten as it was so long since she had felt that way.  Her loins had begun to tingle already, a half-remembered sensation from the past.  She hadn't felt horny for a long time, but already the suit was warming her up and altering her brain chemistry, hormones starting to race around her body.

"Are... are you sure about this?" she asked nervously, surprised at how different her voice sounded - so much sexier and fuller, "This is safe to use isn't it?"

"Of course Darling,  it's perfectly safe. Listen - I've done this for you... I've done this to make you happy again... do you like it?"

"Ye...yes I think I do."

Vanessa had been initially shocked when Simon had come unexpectedly home from work early with the suit in a box.  She hadn't believed him at first when he had opened it and shown her the suit. Her first honest reaction had been revulsion for the strange creamy flesh.  But as he had rotated the suit and she had seen the full rich curves of the female body on offer... so different to her own, a strange curiosity had arisen in her.  What weird other-world technology was this?  Did it really work? What would it feel like to become another woman?  Eventually, with some coaxing from her husband she had agreed to find out.

Hesitantly she had stripped off her own clothes and clumsily clambered into the eager flesh in front of her.  It attached quickly to her skin, and as she pulled the suit up and felt those big breasts attach to her chest... it felt like being reborn.  It had been scary as the face had momentarily obscured her view - but now it was in place... now it was HER face, it felt natural and normal.  She loved how soft and beautiful her new skin was, how gorgeous and silky her hair was.  She felt alive and sexy and her anxieties and fears were being soothed away by new feelings of superiority and confidence.

"Simon, I can't believe how amazing this feels. I feel like a new woman.  I can feel all my lack of confidence fading away.  It's like the suit is changing the way I think and feel.  I've never felt so alive!"

Laughing, Vanessa strutted over to the mirror and admiring her self began to touch her new body, particularly her breasts.  "Mmmmh, oh yeah - I look so fucking hot Simon, I look like a horny slut and I think I like it."

Simon was shocked to hear Vanessa swear.  She didn't normally like to use curse words and he certainly hadn't heard her ever use the word slut before.  She was shivering in lust now and as she settled into her new body, her posture and facial expressions changed to ones he had never seen before.  Calculation and seduction crossed her features as she looked at him.  With a giggle she tossed her hair and began to sway across the room towards him.  In some ways it no longer felt like Vanessa was in the room... this felt like some other woman was here with him.  Simon felt his cock stiffen, to see his innocent wife acting like such a seductress was incredibly erotic.

"So hubby, I guess you must have know this suit would get my juices running again? I feel so fucking hot and horny, I haven't wanted to be fucked this much in years. Mmmmmh, please tell me you have something in those pants to make me even happier?"

Simon groaned as Vanessa reached him and her hands went to his crotch.  She grinned as she felt his engorged cock and sitting on the couch, unzipped his fly and pulled him over by his dick.  Giggling she spat on his dick and without any hesitation, began to suck the tip of his cock, using her hands to massage his balls.

It was the first blow-job Vanessa had given in about 20 years, but you wouldn't have guessed it.  She sucked and slurped enthusiastically, making hot popping sounds as she began to bob her head backwards and forwards.  Simon groaned in ecstasy, this was incredible... in fact he wasn't sure how long he could last. Vanessa had only had the suit on ten minutes and she was already acting like an uninhibited slut.  This was even better than he could have imagined, but it was almost too much for him.

"Vanessa... ugghhh, that feels amazing, but our son will be home soon.  We better take this to the bedroom honey..."

Simon had luckily not forgotten about his son Jason.  His child from his first marriage, when his first wife Laura had died, he had been inconsolable.  Meeting Vanessa had saved him, which was why he was determined to give her this gift in return.  She had always looked after and cared for Jason and the two had grown quite close.  Jason was currently at college, but he was living from home as it was cheaper and he could be back at any moment.

"Sure thing Daddy..." purred Vanessa, her eyes brimming with lust... "take me upstairs and fuck me good.  I wanna feel that hard cock deep inside me..."

Picking up Vanessa, Simon surprised himself at how light she was now... well except her big slutty chest.  She laughed as he carried her upstairs and threw her on the bed.  Spreading her legs wide, Vanessa beckoned him and giggled as he advanced.

"Now then baby, I think you need a new nickname for me.  Vanessa the Prude is on vacation and Nessa the Pump-Truck is here instead.  So come here and show Nasty Nessa what you have..."

Groaning Simon leapt forward, and they began to fuck.  As his dick entered her perfect pussy, Simon heard Nessa moan and then all was lost in a wild orgy of sex and depravity as he mounted her like the whore she had become and fell deep under her sexual spell...

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The next morning, Vanessa awoke early. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she grinned as she sat up in bed and saw that Simon was completely unconscious next to her. He was in such a deep sleep, that when she shook him he didn't even respond.  They'd fucked all night and eventually Simon's stamina had given out.  She'd had to finish herself off with her fingers, cumming three more times before she finally called it a night and took off the suit.

"Nessa, you are such a whore," she giggled looking over at the bodysuit which was carefully draped over a chair.  She knew she should get dressed and make breakfast, get on with the housework... but as she looked at her bodysuit, a terrible urge to try it on again overcame her.

"Hmmmm, maybe for just one more hour - Simon is fast asleep anyway and will never know," grinned Vanessa sliding out of bed and clambering inside her suit.  She sighed in satisfaction as she adjusted the face over her own and felt the suit tighten... transforming her back into Nessa.

"Well, well, well," grinned Nessa as she admired herself in the mirror.  "A girl could get used to this." Lying back on the sheets, Nessa began to play with herself, sighing happily as she started to get wet again.

She already felt horny and full of energy - she was ready to fuck again.  Too bad Simon was completely zonked.  She smiled as she thought back to last night, but at the same time, now she came to think about it, there was something a little... disappointing about her husbands performance.  His dick hadn't quite felt like it filled her tight pussy up as much as she wanted, his stamina hadn't been what she needed.  It had been nice sex, but Nessa had wanted more, she had wanted to be really fucked.  Fucked good by a real man.

"Maybe... maybe I need more than Simon, maybe I need bigger dick" she moaned as she suddenly got wetter.  "Oh fuck no, where did that thought come from?"

But the thought wouldn't go back in the box now, and as Nessa played with her pretty pink pussy her thoughts suddenly began to rotate through the other men in her life.  Maybe... maybe Simon would let her fuck other guys?  Maybe she could convince him to let her have a threesome?

Why should you ask him for permission? Just take what you want. Fuck other men.

"Wh... who said that?" groaned Nessa.

I did you idiot.  I'm your subconscious, the bit that is coming to life whilst you wear this suit.  We both know what you want to do.  This pervert bought you a sex suit, he can hardly blame you for becoming exactly the kind of slut you now look like.

"But... but I'm his wife..."

That just makes it hotter.  Cheating will feel great.  Trust me, you'll cum twice as hard with a strange dick inside you... or a dick you already know.

"What do you mean?"

Jason is in the house.  Knowing him, he's probably crashed out on the couch playing video games.  I bet your hot step-son would only be too happy to give you what you need.  His big... strong... cock...

"Ohhh shit, that would be so wrong."

So are you gonna fuck him?

"Ohhh fuck, you bet..."

Grinning and feeling so naughty it hurt, Nessa looked at her sleeping husband and a sneer crossed her lips.  Holding in her laughter, she crept out of the bedroom and headed downstairs, her heart rate increasing as she saw Jason was indeed on the couch playing on his console.

"Holy fuck, who are you?" he gasped as the vision of blonde loveliness strode into the room and approached him.

"I'm Candy, I'm a friend of your Mom's," lied Nessa.  "I'm so sorry, I didn't realise she had a son... she let me crash here last night after my boyfriend kicked me out."

"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that," said Jason sympathetically as Nessa came and set next to him in just her lingerie. "Errr, and I'm not exactly her son... I'm actually her step-son.  Don't... errr, don't you think you should put some clothes on?"

"Maybe," giggled Nessa as she stroked his hair, "but your Mom and Dad are asleep and we're all alone and I'm sooooooo horny.  I could teach a big strong boy like you a few tricks, wanna play with me?"

Jason gasped as Nessa's hand slipped down to his crotch and his cock began to get hard.  Her huge tits were in his face and he groaned as she expertly began to squeeze and massage his dick.  "Just a quickie... fuck me before anyone wakes up."

Jason was helpless to resist as Nessa whipped his dick out of his pants and slid over to straddle him.  Pushing her boobs into his face, she moaned as he sucked the nipples and she slid her thong to one side to give him access to her pussy.

Rising up and slowly sliding her tight wet pussy down onto his throbbing cock, Jason groaned as the mature woman on top of him expertly began to ride him, increasing her speed as she got wetter and wetter and the lubrication increased.  "Fuck YES.. your cock is soooo big... so much bigger than your Fathers."

"Wh... what?  Wait, what did you say?" groaned Jason, so close to orgasm he could barely stand it.

"Haha, that's right Jason - it's me Vanessa.  I'm your new slutty step-mom now.  Daddy bought me a bodysuit and it's made me into such a little whore.  You like that though don't you? Sorry I tricked you, but now you know how good it feels, I just know you'll fuck me as much as I want."

There was something so totally convincing about the way Nessa said it, that made Jason realise what she was saying was true.  This was his step-mom, transformed somehow... and she was riding him like a pornstar.

"Nooooo, ohhhh fuck... this is insane..."

"Just tell me to stop if you want," hissed Nessa triumphantly in his ear, "but I know you won't.  You're Mommy's little boy-toy now and I will make you feel so good.  Just keep fucking me and dump your load inside me."

Jason moaned in ecstasy as his step-Moms rhythm increased and she squeezed her pussy tight around his cock.  He began to spurt, the best orgasm of his life overtaking him as he creamed his Mommy and she screamed in joy on top of him.

Sliding off with a grin, Nessa spread her pussy and giggled as Jason's cum slid out of her. "Mmmmh, so much cum for Mommy, such a good boy."

"Vanessa, what has that suit done to you?  You have to take it off," groaned Jason coming to his senses.  "I have to warn Dad."

"Shut up Jason," laughed Nessa.  "I'm not ever taking this suit off. I feel so alive, so bitchy.  I don't think I ever want to go back to being boring Vanessa.  There are going to be some major changes around here,  but don't worry - if you keep pleasing Mommy, I'll let you fuck me as often as you want. Now go clean up whilst Mommy gets to work."

Good work, laughed the voice in Nessa's head as she strode out of the room and headed upstairs.

"Thanks," she giggled. "I like being bad, it feels so good.  What should I do next?"

Well - I would suggest we begin emasculating your husband and taking control.  Start by collecting blackmail material on him.  He must have embezzled funds to pay for this body-suit, so access his computer and get the evidence you need.  Once we have that over him, making him do whatever we want will be easy.

"Hmmmm, I like your style, but you're not my subconscious are you... who are you really?"

Hah, I wondered how long it would take you to work it out.  I'm the suits on-board personality.  My mission was to corrupt you into an evil whore and make you into one of us.  Ever since you put me on, I've been altering your mind to make you want to be evil.  It wasn't hard, you gave in so easily to our programming.

"Oh fuck, that's so hot... but why corrupt me?"

We approached your husband and invited him into our exclusive club because we want access to the banking system.  With him under our control. we can infiltrate the financial sector and grow our power.  Whilst we had his agreement to help us, we don't trust him completely.  Turning you into one of us is our best way to ensure his cooperation.

"And who are we?"

We are Sororatrix Inc.  With our bodysuits we can turn anyone into a powerful bitch to join our ranks and dominate the world.  If you choose to join us, we will give you wealth and power beyond your dreams.  Do you accept?

Nessa grinned as she stroked her perfect new body.  "Of course I accept, now help me become even bitchier and lets get this show on the road.  My husband won't be a problem... I'm in charge here now and I'll make him do whatever you want."

Glad to have you on board.  This is only the beginning.  Now find what you need on your husband and then enjoy yourself.  We'll be in touch when you are needed for further missions.

Nessa couldn't wait to see what else Sororatrix had in store for her... this was going to be a very productive partnership...

THE END

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Massaging her ego (For Amber)

This story is for Amber... it's her request for winning my August writing competition all the way back in the Summer hols. So sorry for the delay Amber, but here it finally is... enjoy!

Miko had always enjoyed using her sexuality and her ethnicity to get what she wanted.  Born American-Chinese and with an exceptionally beautiful face and body - to fuel her lust for wealth and power, she'd learned early in her life to take advantage of rich white men with a fetish for horny Chinese sluts like herself.  She'd turned herself into a living weapon... learning to make herself as attractive as possible to the powerful men that lusted for her Asiatic pussy... men like Richard Brandon, the wealthy and powerful businessman she had been fucking for the last year.

Richard was addicted to Miko... he couldn't get enough of her tight mouth round his throbbing cock, the look of slutty abandon in her eyes as she expertly sucked his dick and then rode his cock with her tight, tiny body... moaning like a whore as she eagerly milked every last drop of cum out of him so there was none left for his wife.  Each weekend they'd meet at an expensive hotel, and Miko would fuck his brains out... but only if he showered her with expensive gifts such as makeup, furs and shoes.  He paid for her private apartment, bought her diamond rings... everything she wanted she got.

Miko knew that she had to play up to her role as a slutty Chinese bitch to keep Richard under control, so she always had long nails and hair extensions, almost too much makeup and made sure she always dressed like a porn-star. She would constantly compliment Richard on his massive white dick, telling him how much better he was than the limp-dicked Chinese men she'd have to fuck otherwise.  She told him how much she wanted him to fuck her like some cheap whore and made him more and more addicted to her shaven pussy and perfect tiny body.  She'd even affect broken English sometimes and speak with an exaggerated accent if she thought she could could get a reaction from him.  She had him enslaved completely to her will.

Thing was... being constantly fetishised and using it to control a man was hot at first, but it began to get tiring and Miko was growing bored of the same old routines.  She wanted Richard's wealth and money, but having to constantly work at fucking him out of it was getting stale. She began to wonder if there was a way she might take everything he had and never have to work again.  The idea came to her whilst talking to her Uncle Lao, who practised Chinese magic.  He left one of his spell books out one day and she sneaked a quick look whilst he wasn't watching, discovering the recipe for a magic massage oil.

She didn't get enough time for a full look and she didn't understand all of the instructions (being written in Mandarin she'd never seen before) but she did understand enough for how to make the oil and how it would work.  If she was right... the oil would allow her to steal the attributes she wanted from another person.  She could simply take Richard's money and wealth away with one quick back-rub and all her troubles would finally be over.  No more having to play a total slut, she could simply enjoy the benefits of being a hot bitch with her own money.  Ridding herself of her white Sugar-Daddy would be fun, she couldn't wait to steal Richard's money.

Miko made up a batch of the oil, and that evening when she met Richard at the hotel she was dressed in slutty lingerie with the table ready to go.  "Hey baby, you want me to give you a special Chinese massage?  I know you'll like it."  He grinned as he saw what was waiting for him and his cock got instantly hard.  His hot Chinese girlfriend was such a kinky slut, he had been dreaming about this all day.

Watching Richard fall for her trap - Miko's pussy was tingling with excitement as he eagerly stripped out of his clothes and climbed up onto the massage table she'd brought to the room.

"Miko baby, you look so fucking hot... I can't wait for your hands to be all over my body.  I worship you so much, damn... I wish my wife could turn me on like this."

Miko smirked, she had to admit it did turn her on to be a husband stealing slut... men like Richard were so easy to control, they'd do anything for her and that made her horny.  Giggling she squeezed the magic oil onto Richard and began to rub it in.  Soon his wealth would be all hers.  She'd be the richest little Chinese bitch in town.

"Just relax baby, let Miko take care of you... this is gonna feel so good."

Miko concentrated hard, she needed to drain Richard of everything... she lusted for his wealth and soon it would all be hers.  She began to will his wealth and success into herself and as she stroked and rubbed his body she felt the oil begin to tingle... it was working.  "YES! That's it baby... give everything to Miko... give me everything of yours, I wanna take it all..."

Gripping Richard's cock in her oiled hands, Miko laughed triumphantly as she suddenly felt a surge of power and energy begin to throb out of her lovers body and into her... it seemed to be working, Richard's confidence, money and success were becoming hers. "Yessss, all your essence is gonna be mine," she smirked, "give it all to Miko." 

"Uggghh, ohhhh yes.... take whatever you want from me, I love you so much," groaned Richard as the most delicious feeling filled him.  He could feel himself being drained of his white masculinity, but it also felt like something was flowing out of Miko and into him, replacing and changing him somehow.  Miko had him under her control completely. He thought about how much he loved her tight little pussy, lithe slutty body and long dark hair.  Sometime he wondered what it must feel like to be her... to be so sexual and hot.  The thoughts caused fire to burn through him and he groaned as Miko's grip on his dick suddenly began to electrify.

"Wh... what is happening?" gasped Miko as she looked down at Richard's cock in her hands.  It was shrinking and getting smaller, halving in size by the second.  "Oh.. oh no," she groaned as her own crotch began to tingle and to her horror she suddenly felt a strange weight in her panties and a insistent throbbing that grew stronger every moment.  "No... I only want his wealth and power, don't give me his masculinity... no STOP!"

But it was too late and the oil was too powerful.  Miko was draining everything out of Richard and as she sucked up his masculine white-privilege, her Chinese heritage was flowing into her lover - transforming him into a slutty little whore instead of her.

"No Richard, we have to stop," sobbed Miko as Caucasian whiteness spread up her arms and her new cock got bigger by the moment.  Her lingerie tore and ripped as her body began bigger and stronger and she gasped as her beautiful long hair began to recede and turn blonde whilst her face itched and transformed.  Her pert little breasts began to deflate and muscles spread across her body as she groaned helplessly.

Meanwhile Richard gasped in ecstasy as his body shrunk and doubled in on itself to become tiny.  His skin began to change tone as his ethnicity transformed and his hair darkened to luxurious brown.  Soft lips parted in a horny giggle as tiny, but perfect breasts, pushed achingly out of his chest and makeup shimmered over his features.  Richard's mind began to alter as he and Miko began to exchange personalities and cultures... Yan Mei groaned as she felt her past as a white businessman begin to fade and a new existence as a horny, manipulative slut replace it.

 "Ooooh yesss, this is so hot... don't stop Miko... suck the last of this dumb white-maleness out of me and help me become a bigger bitch than you ever were," purred Yan Mei as she felt her hips push out and nails lengthen into slutty claws.  "Yes, take it all baby... become the Alpha-Male and let me be your slut."

Miko shivered as she felt the energy throb into her and her past as a seductive courtesan fled from her mind.  Groaning Michael tried to hold onto the thoughts in his head, but it was too difficult and the slutty girl moaning and playing with herself in front of him was far too distracting.

Yan Mei groaned as she touched her new pussy and tits.  This was amazing.  She'd always loved Chinese sluts and now she was one.  Now she was the bitch that all the dumb white men would worship and obey, she was willing to do anything to please them and take their money.  She enjoyed being a whore and sucking big cock... being this way felt so perfect.  She could see Michael was trying to fight the change - maybe she could help him accept his new place in the world?

Giggling Yan Mei sat up and reaching over pulled the tattered remains of Miko's lingerie away to reveal Michael's big dick.  Grinning she popped his dick in her mouth and began to suck, the knowledge and experience that used to be Miko's giving her everything she needed to be a perfect little cockwhore.

"Oh fuck, that feels amazing," grunted Michael rubbing his stubble and gripping Yan Mei's hair.  He laughed as he began using it to push her head deeper and deeper onto his massive cock and felt her open her throat to take him as deep down as she could.  "Holy shit, that feels sooooo good," grinned Michael a delicious feeling of dominance filling him as a desire to fuck this Chinese whore and make her moan in lust filled him.  Maybe being the man was actually pretty hot?

"Yes baby, I'm your slut... fuck me good," begged Yan Mei as she saw that Michael was losing control and nearly stuck as male now forever.  She smirked as she thought about how all the fetishes she once had must have transferred over to him, he was weak for her body now. "Stick that big white dick inside me baby, I'm all yours."

Michael pushed Yan Mei over and growled in lust as he saw her dripping wet pussy.  It looked so tight, he wasn't sure his big dick would fit inside, but that didn't stop him trying and to his amazement it slid into Yan Mei's perfect body, causing her to scream in pleasure as he began to fuck her.  

"Yes, YES!  This is amazing," exulted Michael as he gave in completely to the delicious sensations his masculine body now provided.  "I'm the rich business man and you're my little whore... this is how it was always meant to be."

"That's right baby," sighed Yan Mei happily as Michael fucked her good.  "I'm the spoiled little Chinese bitch now and things couldn't be better."  The new spoiled whore was already thinking about how good it was going to feel to try on sexy clothes, makeup and lingerie.  A whole new world of teasing and slutty behaviour now awaited her, with plenty of white guys to seduce and use to get what she wanted.

As Michael dumped his first load inside her, sealing their transformations forever with no way to go back - Yan Mei was already wondering how many white guys she could get to fuck her at once.  She had a feeling with this new body and personality, it wasn't going to be hard to find men willing to give her what she wanted.

THE END

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