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The Curse of Zenebia
By Zedd
It all started the day I went shopping in that little
market at the end of the street where my hotel was. I was a
tourist visiting Sweden, and I wanted all the little souvenirs I
could carry home with me. I was crazy about buying the little
things.
My name is Adam. I'm an American through and through, but
love to visit older countries. Sweden was very interesting to me
so had to visit it. I'd heard about all the sex, and since I
don't get my fair share, I thought I'd come over to see the
sights, as it were. I don't really stand out that much, until I
open my mouth that is, then the people ask me all sorts of
questions. Physically, I'm built pretty average, standing right
at 5'10" and weighing 155 pounds. I guess I'm pretty thin, huh?
My older brother was 6'2" and weighed around 220. I don't know
why I was the runt! Since I had won the lottery a few years back,
I guess life's been making up for it though.
Anyway, about that little shop. I discovered, through a
taxi driver, a little shop that specialized in tiny boxes that
were believed to have enchantments in them. Curses, voodoo,
witchcraft. Spells and stuff! I thought it was a load of wash, of
course, but decided to visit the place anyway. I was sure to find
some really neat items there.
I entered the place only to realize that maybe I'd made a
mistake. There were thousands of tiny boxes sitting everywhere
around me! On shelves, in corners, on top of each other,
everywhere! I couldn't make out the floor, except for a small
path that led to a counter where I saw a beautiful girl! I
immediately decided that I hadn't made a mistake after all and
went up to her.
"Hi beautiful. I hope you got what I need." I suavely
stated, casually leaning on the counter. "Cause I'm here just for
you. When I first saw you, I said to myself, there's a girl to
make me happy for the few days I've got left here. So how about
it, gorgeous?" I was hoping my obvious intent and American accent
would charm her into my arms.
At first, her expression was hopeful I'd buy something. But
as I continued, it slowly changed to disgust. I guess I blew it
with this beauty. Then her expression changed again into
something like, oh, I don't know, criminal intent?
"I think I have a real surprise for you, hum... big boy."
She smiled a smile that reminded me of the cat that swallowed the
canary.
"I'll buy whatever you give me, baby." If she made a sale,
maybe she'd go out with me. I didn't care about money if that
wasn't obvious yet. I had millions with no sure way to spend it
all.
"Then I will pick out something very precious for you." She
said, emphasizing with her pointed red, nailed finger. "You stay
here now. I'll be back."
"I won't go anywhere."
Where was I gonna go? There was entirely too much junk in
here as it was! She cam back seconds later carrying in both hands
a small box made from wood. It was very pretty and colorful,
covered with the designs of swimming mermaids and flowers,
sunbeams and melons. I looked at the thing and thought; 'This is
the ugliest box I'd ever seen!' I summoned up a smile and
remembering my promise to buy whatever she'd brought me, paid for
it. Once done, I smiled at her again, taking in her expressive
violet eyes.
"Would you meet me for dinner somewhere, then maybe a
bottle of wine afterwards?" I smiled all the more, flashing my
own green eyes. I'm told they're my best feature. Probably my
only feature worth mentioning.
"I'm sorry. I don't date customers." She politely said. I
looked at the box I just bought, and then offered to sell it back
to her for the date. She just laughed. I was being shot down
again I realized, and headed out into the sun. I would stroll
along the sidewalks on my way back. Maybe I'd find a brothel or
something.
"Before you go." She called after me. I waited at the door,
thinking she had a change of heart. She continued talking,
unmindful of my disappointment. "I feel I should at least tell
you about the box, despite the way you came onto me." I was about
to object but she cut me off, continuing. "I get hit on a lot by
men, but your approach was very insulting to me. When you said
you'd buy anything I put in front of you, I'm afraid I let my
anger get the best of me. I gave you a box with a curse inside!
Please don't open it!" She suddenly begged me.
"What do you mean a curse?! I don't believe in such
things!" I declared. "You may frighten some of the locals around
here with your so called boxes of enchantments, but I'm an
American! We don't frighten so easily." With that, I walked out,
not caring what she had to say afterwards.
I got back to the hotel very tired. I put the box inside my
partially packed suitcase and prepared for dinner. I soon forgot
about the little wooden cube, and in a few days was wining home.
The states hadn't changed on me, a great disappointment, and soon
I was being taxied to my posh home outside the city. I had bought
two hundred acres when I first came into my money, and soon built
a luxury home right in the middle of it. I paid the taxi driver
and gratefully went inside. I was looking forward to a little TV
with a beer and a bucket of chicken.
Even though I was filthy rich, and traveled around the
globe whenever I felt like it, I still liked my own little vices.
I call them my own little blue-collar tastes.
Several days passed with no excitement. I finally
remembered while I was talking on the phone to a friend that I
had forgotten to unpack my suitcase. I was telling her about the
shack with all the boxes inside when I realized I had bought one!
My friend was excited to hear it and wanted to come over right
away to see it! I declined, but did invite her for next week
sometime. I told her I'd talk to her later and excused myself.
I went to my bedroom where I found the suitcase sitting on
the floor exactly where I had dropped it when I came home. The
laziness of it made me smile, remembering often when my Mom would
threaten us with severe pain unless we cleaned our room. I never
cleaned it well, and she never came through with her threats.
I opened the suitcase and rooted around until I found the
wooden box. I picked it up and went over to my bed while I
studied the detail that went into it, marveling at the effort, if
not the taste. The thing was only about 4" in size. I thought
there might be something inside for I could detect the faint line
where the lid sat. I had to look closely though. I remembered the
girl saying that there was a curse inside. There didn't seem to
be any way for me to open it, however. Heedless of the warnings
the beautiful shop girl said, I spent the next hour in trying to
open it, with a final exhausted success. Inside, I found a small
bundle of white material! I could tell right away how shiny it
was, thinking it might be silk or satin, and picked it up!
As soon as my fingers touched it, I felt a tremendous shock
go through me, throwing me back a few feet! There was a sound
like laughter coming from somewhere, and a booming vibration that
traveled through my entire body! The whole thing lasted for only
a second but left me breathing hard and clinging to the edge of
the bed! When nothing else happened, I slowly got my senses back
and realized how foolish I just acted! There must have been a
perfectly logical reason for what just happened, even if I could
determine what it was or not!
I quickly stood, cursing my fear, and picked up the box
that had fallen onto the bed. Inside, there was still the cloth,
so I picked it out. Unfolding it, I quickly found it to be a bra.
A BRA! I looked around, I guess trying to find an explanation for
the dramatics I experienced, but could not find any reason for
them. What in the world was a bra doing inside the box? I
expected some strange powder, or fake jewels, or something! Not a
bra!
Obviously, the girl sold me just what I thought I was going
to buy. A fake. I didn't expect anything else, really. I examined
the undergarment, and realized it to be older than I at first
thought. It was a white satin brassier, maybe 1970's, trimmed
with tiny rows of lace around the edge of the smooth satin cups.
There were five eyehooks, which was quite a lot I thought, since
the cups looked very small. I was under the impression the
smaller the breasts, the fewer the eyehooks. I was not at all
mistaking the item to be something valuable though. I knew I'd
been had, but I let myself be had, too.
I dropped the bra on my bed and began to strip for a
shower. I was thinking about ordering a pizza tonight as I walked
into the bathroom and turned on the water to fill the tub. I
walked back out, thinking I was forgetting something, when I
suddenly had the craving for a beer. Putting on my robe, although
living alone I usually wear nothing about, I went to the kitchen
and picked myself out two beers. I could keep one cold in the
bathroom sink filled with cold water while I drank the first.
I turned off the water and was surprised to find the tub
filled with hot water and lots of bubbles! Did I do that? When
did I do that? I didn't remember! I tried to recall putting the
bubbles in, but couldn't.
Hanging my robe on the back of the door, I settled into the
water with my beer. "Ahhhh." I thought; 'This is what I really
needed.' Taking a swig, I contentedly burped, enjoying my life at
the moment. I lay back and relaxed.
I opened my eyes and realized I must have dozed a little.
The empty beer bottle was in the bottom of the tepid water, and
most of the bubbles had evaporated. I was wrinkled pretty well,
but was totally relaxed. Getting out, I grabbed a fluffy towel
and dried myself, noticing the other beer in the sink was also
empty. I could only raise one eyebrow, Spock-like in mild
confusion.
It was mid afternoon, but I didn't really feel like getting
dressed. I was feeling restless, and wanted something to happen.
I thought about calling a few friends over, maybe even getting an
impromptu party going. The idea of a game of darts sounded good!
I did pick up the phone and ordered that pizza I was thinking of
earlier. I told the guy I wanted it delivered around four
o'clock. That would give me an hour to figure out what I wanted
to do tonight.
Standing naked next to my bed, I again saw the bra lying in
a satin pile, and picked it up. I felt the material with my
fingers, realizing that maybe what I really wanted tonight was
some company of a sexual nature! A little one on one would be
just perfect for me.
Bringing the bra next to my cheek, I absently rubbed it
around, thinking about a number of different girls I could call,
each of them having different points of interest. I thought about
them, thinking how each would react to the suggestion of having
sex with another girl and me at the same time! I thought about
that girl back in Sweden, the little shop girl, and wondered what
having sex with her would have been like. Then I remembered what
she had said about the box. Don't open it!
Obviously, the curse was right here in my hands, since
that's what was inside! I looked at the bra again, trying to
fathom some supernatural menace about it, then snickered. If I
believed something like that, then I might as well go around
dressed as a woman!
I laughed, but the image of me dressed as a woman came into
my mind just then! It was so strong and vivid, that I stopped
laughing and actually thought about it! Well, I told myself, I
did have a bra right here in my hands. What would be the harm?
Standing in front of a wall mirror, I held the thing in
front of me and tried to imagine what I was going to look like
with it on. Not bad, I thought. I might as well put it on and see
what one of these things really feels like to the opposite sex. I
slipped my arms through the straps then attempted to hook the
catches in back. My arms were bent behind me uncomfortably, and I
wasn't used to putting something like this on, but after a few
moments of grunting and twisting, I managed to hook all five. I
adjusted the straps until the thing sat on me comfortably, and
looked into the mirror. I looked ridiculous! I turned this was
and that but could not dispel the real image of a man standing
naked wearing a woman's brassier!
"I wondered what Lisa would look like with this one." Hmmm.
I knew Lisa to wear a 36 C cup, and this was too small for her. I
instantly imagined Lisa's soft bosom straining the cups and
bulging out over them! "Oh yeah, maybe I'll give this to Lisa as
a present!" I reached behind me to unfasten it, when suddenly I
heard a hideous, evil whisper fill my head!
"The curse of Zenebia!"
I whirled, immediately thinking someone was in my room, but
saw no one! Then I heard it again, more plainly.
"'The curse of Zenebia!' "What? What curse?" I asked,
looking around frantically. Even though I had clearly heard the
whisper the second time, I somehow knew no one was in my room. I
didn't know how I knew, I just did.
"Zenebia. When you think of sex. You shall become sex!"
I strained even more as I heard the words repeated again.
"The curse of Zenebia." This time though it was barely audible to
me and I got the strongest impression that I wouldn't hear it
again. Whatever it was had faded out! Creepy!
I wondered what the curse of Zenebia was? Could there
actually be something to this enchantment thing? Well, I had no
way of finding out here so once again reached behind me to
unfasten the brassier.
"The curse of Zenebia!"
I suddenly had this sensation going through my body like
someone was attempting to twist my spine! It wasn't painful, just
very strange! I couldn't help myself as I actually twisted around
to face the mirror! I was going through bodily convulsions,
moving my legs and arms about, shaking my torso and pumping my
hips! My stomach was rippling, something that made me want to
look away! It wasn't but a moment that I realized that what my
body was actually doing was dancing! I was dancing! I couldn't
control myself as if someone had strings attached to me, forcing
me to go through the different moves I saw myself doing!
"The curse of Zenebia!" Then I began to change!
My hips suddenly widened, the bones popping into new
positions! My waistline was rising on my body and being drawn in,
shrinking, growing smaller! At the same time the cups of the bra
started to bulge outward! I wanted to stop what I was doing, to
yell, but couldn't! I had no more power over myself! I couldn't
help but watch as my whole body slimmed, my hips rounding and my
thighs growing fuller. My butt also started to enlarge, each
cheek swelling rounder and fuller! My face was also changing! I
could do nothing but watch, as my eyes grew larger and more
beautiful, beginning to look like they belonged to some dark
exotic woman, and not me! My whole face changed right in front of
me, becoming softer and smoother, my lips becoming plump and
sensuous! I gasped as my chest continued to grow, the bra also
growing to keep up with the soft round breasts I knew were there!
My hair lengthened magically, becoming long and full, cascading
down around my naked body in soft, brown waves to fall in
tickling touches at my full ass! Just when I thought I'd scream
in growing terror, it stopped!
I stood in front of the mirror and gasped with fright! I
was no longer to be seen in my mirror, but instead a beautiful
woman was reflected! She was dark and lovely, possessing huge,
rosy-tipped breasts that swayed and jiggled with every movement.
Her waist was very small and taunt, with a gentle roundness that
was extremely sexy, and flowed dramatically into a wide set of
hips that didn't seem to be able to stop moving! They were
forever shifting sexily, swinging slowly back and forth almost
like a pendulum! The legs were very curvy and long, ending in
tiny feet that stood next to each other. My hands were settled on
my raised waist, making the woman, or me, look like she was
waiting for something. The brown curls acted like a halo around
my exotic face, flowing behind me in full waves. I frowned at my
reflection, wondering if I had power over my body again. The
woman in the mirror also frowned, although she put so much more
sex into it. Almost pouting with need!
How did this happen? Why did this happen, and why to me? I
still couldn't move a muscle, except for breathing and blinking,
and moving my eyes around. The woman reflecting back at me was
one hell of a looker that much was certain. If I can somehow get
control of my body back, maybe there's something else in the box
that can help me. Unbidden, words reverberated inside my head,
whispering their message again and again! I could barely
understand what was going on!
"Zenebia! When you think of sex, you shall become sex!"
Suddenly I heard the doorbell ring! I thought it could only
be the pizza guy with my dinner, when I began to feel very
strange! Oh, I didn't like this one bit.
"The curse of Zenebia!"
In the mirror, I saw my feet instantly encased in hot pink
5" heels! I felt the difference as my back arched, thrusting out
those huge breasts, and my ass jut out behind me to compensate! I
still couldn't move, only watch as from the heels came nude
nylons sliding up my legs! They looked like they were growing out
of the shoes! They slid up my legs and thighs, caressing every
portion, where they slowly materialized into the tops of
stockings. Then straps appeared on top of these to slowly travel,
snake-like, to my waist where they merged and created a pale pink
garter belt. I saw this to be edged in lace with a little pink
bow in front. The brassier didn't do anything that I could see,
but I felt my nipples start to become aroused and hard, even
though sex was the farthest thing from my mind at the moment!
I watched again as I felt tickles all around my body, only
to see a dress materialize around me! It was a very sexy, pink
sheath dress that molded itself to my body showing every curve I
now had. It was a snug fit all over, designed to show off the
charms of a woman, but only made me feel like I was being dressed
for an orgy! The hem came about two or three inches below the
tops of the stockings, and was extremely tight, which would cause
me to walk in tiny steps! That, combined with those 5" heels
meant that I was going to be taking tiny steps when I walked. The
next thing I noticed was my face and how I suddenly came to be
wearing make-up! My eyes were dramatically done in shades of pink
and purple, heavy in liner and mascara, making me look like a
slut! My lips were covered in a wet pink that caused me to
squirm, knowing where I'd seen lips like those before! In the
back of some men's magazines, there are phone sex ads that show
lusciously painted lips just like those! There was some rouge on
my cheeks as well, highlighting my image of being a slut!
My hands were raised by themselves, palms towards me, so
that I could see in the mirror, the long pink nails that were
growing on each finger!
The whole thing only took a minute, which frightened me
more so because the doorbell rang again, and I found myself
walking sexily to answer it! I felt my body moving strangely, the
hips gyrating like a strippers, the huge breasts bouncing inside
their satin prison as if they were trying to bounce free! I tried
to concentrate, to not answer the door, because I sensed a need
building inside me, and I didn't like where all this was leading
me! With each step, I was horrified to find a passion flaming out
of control in my body, and realized that I would be making love
to whoever was outside! My nipples became rock hard, poking out
obscenely, and I could feel the juncture between my legs grow hot
and wet! My ass even tingled in anticipation!
As my right hand reached to open the door, my left fingers
were softly grazing the satin covering the upper slope of my left
breast! I could feel a smile cover my face as I saw the pizza
delivery guy standing there holding a large bag. I could only
appreciate from his own standpoint the image he saw. I, on the
other hand, knew what he saw, reflected by his sudden slack-jawed
look of incredibility. I felt my fingers softly moving onto the
upper slopes of my breasts, tickling myself sensuously, and
drawing his eyes to them. I even felt every breath I was taking,
causing the clothing to tighten around me erotically, making me
lose all control.
"I'm so glad you can come." I felt myself purr sexily. Even
my voice was sending shivers of desire running rampant along my
spine, up into my brain!
"Uh, did you order a pizza, Miss?" He gulped once,
obviously trying to remain professional all the way.
"I did, but I also want something else from you." I growled
hungrily. I tried to stop myself from moving, but failed as I saw
those pink nailed hands reach for his zipper! Oh, no.
"I don't know what's going on Miss, but I don't think we
should be doing this." the guy mouthed through dry lips.
He couldn't help himself really. My body seemed to be
moving and acting of its own accord, not paying any attention to
either him or me. He had the advantage though, as my brain was
inexhaustibly being consumed by a need to be filled and ravaged
by a man! I was starting to lose the ability to even think
straight! I needed to have sex right now! I felt like I might die
if I didn't get satisfied RIGHT NOW!!
Roughly pulling his pants down, I felt the immense bulge in
his boxers driving me crazy with lust, and rubbed my face against
its hardness. I yanked his boxers down, licking my lips as I
gazed at the most wonderful cock in the world! My fingers wrapped
themselves around the base of it while my tongue flicked out,
licking the drop of pre-cum that beaded at the tip. I didn't even
look at the guy as my lips kissed the tip of his prick, then
slowly stretched around the width, taking him into my mouth! I
sucked on the head of his prick for a few moments, until he
started to moan, and then moved to take more of him into my
mouth. I wanted to taste him, to fill my mouth up! I needed his
cum!
It wasn't bad at all, I thought through my lust-soaked
brain. I could not think clearly anymore, the passion and need
absorbing my own will! I had become a creature of sex, and I
needed to get fucked for all I was worth! Right now!
I sucked him for several minutes, moving my lips back and
forth on his cock, surprising myself with what I could take. I
deep throated him several times, which made him moan the loudest,
and my tongue seem too be always moving along the underside of
him, eliciting a stronger response! When I sensed he was about to
come, I would relax and withdraw, slowing down. After several
minutes of this torture, he was ready to ravage me like I wanted!
He stood me up kissing me hard, his tongue probing deeply
into my mouth while his hands roughly squeezed my huge breasts!
My arms circled his neck, surrendering myself totally to him. His
hands left my tits, causing me to moan in disappointment until I
felt his hands slide around to cup my generous ass cheeks! He
groped my ass, often grinding his huge cock against me in the
process, making me gasp and cry out uncontrollably!
I finally asked him to take off my dress, turning around so
he could see the catch. His hands were quick and decisive,
leaving me standing naked except for heels, stockings, garter
belt and bra! He fondled my huge breasts from behind, his cock
slipping between my legs to protrude nastily in front of me! I
was so wet that I had leaked all over his cock as he continued to
slip it back and forth, intentionally rubbing my pussy and
driving me wild. I could do nothing but squirm and gasp like a
little nympho, my hands rising above me to playfully pull his
hair. His fingers then went behind me to unsnap the brassier,
freeing my huge tits. My nipples got so hard from the cool air, I
brought my own hands down to tweak them! I began massaging those
huge tits sitting on my chest, making me all the hornier from
their perverse size!
I wiggled my ass, causing the head of his cock to slip
wonderfully between the folds of my pussy! Suddenly, he picked me
up and carried me to the couch, kissing me roughly the whole
time. He threw me down then knelt between my legs to lick and
suck my juicy pussy! His tongue drove me wild, causing me to
orgasm right there and then! AARRRGGGHH! Oh, Gods!! I needed to
be FUCKED!
I grasped his head and pushed him backwards, throwing him
on his back! I didn't let him have a chance as I pounced! I
grabbed his cock and aimed it between my legs as I quickly
straddled him, forcing his huge tool into my wet pussy!
OH, the feelings! I was CUMMMMMMMING!!!!! All ready, I was
cumming, my mind exploding with the sheer pleasure! Then, when I
could again see, I started grinding my pussy, swirling his big
cock inside me, enjoying the feeling of being filled to capacity
with his cock! He smiled back as his hands attached themselves to
my big hanging breasts and brought them to his mouth where he
started sucking! I slowly started riding him, raising up and
slamming back down, feeling his cock somehow going deeper than
before!
Oh, it was exquisite! His hands clamped onto my ass as he
started to really fuck me! I threw my head back, my hair tickling
my ass, losing myself in the sensations of my body! I felt
another orgasm coming, this one bigger than the last! My body
started moving faster with his prick, his hands trying to control
me, his mouth never losing contact with my engorged nipples! My
pussy convulsed around him, trying to suck him deeper inside me!
I was CUMMING again! He grasped my waist as I started shrieking
loudly, my body shaking uncontrollably, my breasts bouncing and
jiggling madly in his face!
When I subsided, we changed positions with me on the floor.
He spread my soft legs and slowly inserted his hard cock, sliding
it wetly inside my pussy again, making me squirm and gasp with
the pleasure of feeling its length. I was going to be fucked now,
I could tell by his face! He hadn't cum yet; his balls were as
big as tennis balls! I smiled at him, daring him to do his best.
"Fuck me like you would a whore! I'm nothing but a slut who
likes big cocks in my wet pussy!"
His male mind was past making conversation, his need to
fuck me too strong, very much like my own need to be fucked,
making both of us a slave to the act of fucking! His cock seem to
grow inside me, getting bigger until I thought I was going to
have another orgasm simply from his swelling! He proceeded to
fuck me like a pro, without let up for the next fifteen or twenty
minutes! I could only gasp and moan, my own hands feeling his
shoulders or neck, or squeezing my own big tits and shaking the
nipples at him! I orgasmed at least three more times before he
was finally ready, deciding to pull out at the last moment and
spew his thick cream all over my hot breasts and stomach! The
moment his semen splashed hotly against my skin, I orgasmed
again, my hands going to my breasts to rub his seed in! It was a
long one, lasting several minutes I think, until I had had enough
and passed out!
I woke sometime later in bed. I didn't remember much except
for parts of a dream I seemed to be unable to recall fully. I
felt refreshed however, and looking at the time, realized it was
morning! I must have slept the whole day away yesterday!
I threw off my covers and sat up. I looked down at my male
body, thinking somehow that it wasn't right. Shaking my head with
confusion, I went into the bathroom and took a long shower,
washing my hair in the process.
The remnants of the dream of me being a woman were still
bothering me. I couldn't get it out of my head! It was as if it
actually happened! Of course, that would be impossible. I tried
shucking it off by deciding what I would do today. Yesterday was
spent doing nothing, so today I would do something. I thought
about going out to play golf, and then maybe get together with a
few buddies. Maybe later tonight I could call up Lisa for a
dinner date. Mmmm. I haven't seen Lisa for a while now. She's a
lady that really has fun in bed! Just thinking of he soft 36 C's
were starting to give me an erection! Suddenly there was a
whispering voice in my head!
"The curse of Zenebia!"
The End
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