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This story is a sequel to my story Envy Charm, written to the specifications of Robyn as a prize for my second story contest. SRU: The Lust Charm By Morpheus An incredibly hot looking blonde slowly walked down the corridor, her whole body swaying erotically with every step. She couldn't have been more than 20 at most, dressed in a tight skirt and halter top that left very little to the imagination. The faint tapping from her high heels echoed loudly, in spite of all the people that surrounded her. Just across that mall corridor a tall young man stood, leaning back against the wall and staring, though trying to look as though he wasn't. The young man was 21 years old and a student at the nearby college. He was somewhat unremarkable in appearance, having fairly short black hair and one of those partial beards that just surrounded his mouth and chin while the rest of his cheeks were clean shaven. Troy watched the blonde with an intense interest, his hard on threatening to burst through his pants. At least that was what it felt like. "Hot damn," Troy muttered to himself, smirking as he gave serious thought about what he'd like to do to her. After watching her for a moment more, nearly drooling on himself, he decided that on a scale of one to ten, she was definitely an eleven. Definitely worth investing a little time in. It was one of those nice days where Troy had no classes, and though he still had work for his classes that needed to be done, Troy chose instead to spend the day at his favorite past times. Watching women... and trying to score. Troy's smile deepened as he saw another couple of cute girls walk past, however, after sizing them both up, he decided that neither was in the same category as the blonde. A moment later he started down the hall, heading towards the blonde who had slowly been getting away from him. It didn't take long for Troy to catch up to the blonde, though he remained back a little, waiting for just the right opportunity to talk to her, feeling a little nervous but telling himself that it would all be worth it once he had her in the sack. He smiled faintly at that, guessing from her revealing clothes that it wouldn't be too difficult. At least he hoped not. Just then Troy noticed another woman, a redhead walking towards him from the other direction, pausing to stare at her for a moment, specifically, her generous breasts which threatened to explode from her tight shirt. "Oooh mama," Troy muttered eagerly, "makes me wish I was a baby." At that moment he knew that he would have given almost anything to get a good suck on those tits. With only a moment of hesitation, Troy hurried towards the new woman, puffing himself up and asking, "I know you from somewhere, don't I?" The redhead gave Troy a look of annoyance. "Please," she half snorted, "like I haven't heard that one before." Troy gave her a hurt look. "But I mean it," he lied, trying to look as sincere as he could. "Try another one loser," the red head snapped in annoyance. Then she turned and hurried away from Troy, leaving him to stand there in disappointment. "Damn," Troy muttered, smacking his fist against the wall in frustration. Getting turned down so abruptly wasn't anything new for Troy, but it was still annoying. In fact it happened all the time. But he was a firm believer in statistics, knowing that if he tried it enough, there were bound to be a few successes. Unfortunately there weren't nearly enough of those to suit him, much to his further frustration. With a sigh Troy looked around for the blonde whom he'd been following, frowning when he saw no sign of her. She'd disappeared while he was distracted with the redhead. Troy let out a silent stream of curses at that, knowing that he should have kept on target... but he just couldn't turn down a chance at such a nice pair of tits. Still frowning Troy continued to look around, hoping for a glance at the blonde. He doubted that she could have gotten too far in the short time that he'd been distracted, so after he still saw no sign of her, he assumed that she must have gone into one of the nearby shops. "But which one," Troy mused, his eyes sparkling as he quickly looked around, nearly licking his lips in anticipation. His hard on was begging for some serious attention and he hoped that she'd be the one to give it. "She's gotta be here somewhere." Then Troy noticed something that immediately struck him as odd. There was a store on the other side of the corridor that he didn't remember seeing before, however what truly drew his attention was the fact that instead of the huge open front that most stores had, this one actually had a single door. A heavy looking wooden door at that, with a sign that read 'Spells R Us' hanging right over it. "Weird," Troy muttered, beginning to get a little curious and taking several steps towards the store. Troy glanced into the display window, unable to really see inside of the store though, only the various little statues, trinkets and jewelry boxes that were visible in the display. "Must be some sort of magic trick shop," Troy muttered, frowning as he added, "Or some sort of Spencers rip off." However, just as Troy was about to turn away, he suddenly had a hunch that the blonde had gone in there. Though Troy wasn't quite sure what gave him that idea, especially since it wasn't quite the place that he'd imagine a hot looking chick going, he grew even more certain that the blonde had gone inside. With a chuckle Troy rubbed at the hair on his chin, wondering what line he should try with her once he caught up with her. The last one was out of the question since it hadn't been very lucky so far. Maybe something a little less subtle... Troy took one final glance at the display window before pushing the door open and going inside. A faint bell tingled overhead, not the kind of electronic beep that most stores had with motion detectors, but a real bell. "Ooookay," he muttered, pausing for a moment to glance around, specifically for any sign of blonde hair. There were numerous shelves in view, as well as racks against the wall. Somehow the store seemed to look a little bigger on the inside than it did outside, but Troy quickly discounted that as a trick of the light. At first look the store resembled a cross between a Goodwill and an antique shop, with almost everything Troy could imagine covering the shelves. There seemed to be everything from books to computer accessories, however, there was no sign of the blonde. With a feeling of disappointment Troy muttered, "Damn." Taking another glance around the empty store in case he'd missed her, which wasn't likely as there seemed to be no one else in there besides himself. Then he added a few more silent curses, realizing that he'd just wasted more time and might have lost her for good. However, just as Troy was about to turn around and leave, his eyes caught sight of something on the nearest shelf. It was an extremely detailed statue of a naked woman in a somewhat... pornographic position, immediately making him smile. "Do you like her?" a voice suddenly asked, causing Troy to nearly jump. Troy snapped around, his eyes still wide as he saw an old man standing a short distance away, surprising Troy even more when he realized that the man was wearing a bathrobe. "I thought I was alone," Troy squeaked out, feeling embarrassed at the way he'd been surprised. The Old Man gave a faint smile, explaining, "I was just positioning my... merchandise on the bottom shelf." Troy nodded, understanding why he hadn't noticed the old guy, but that certainly didn't explain why the guy was wearing a bathrobe in the middle of a mall. However Troy decided that it might be better not to even ask. "I noticed you observing the statuette," the Old Man commented, gesturing towards the figurine that Troy had been staring at. Feeling just a little embarrassed, Troy muttered, "Yeah, I guess." "She is a very special piece," the Old Man told Troy in an almost conspiratorial tone, picking up the statuette and examining it. "Very powerful. Very... sneaky. However..." he turned towards Troy, continuing, "she is not for you Troy." "She's not..." Troy started, then froze as he realized that the man had just called him by name. Before Troy could form the question, the strange Old Man gave him a steady look, one which seemed to pierce his very soul. A shiver went down Troy's spine at that, then even more so when the Old Man finally responded, "I know your name dear boy, because I am a wizard." "A... a wizard?" Troy repeated skeptically, then snorting, "Yeah right. And I'm George Bush." The Old Man sighed, setting the statuette down before going behind the sales counter and muttering, "Why don't they ever believe?" Troy just glanced at the statuette and then at the weird man in the bathrobe behind the counter, figuring that it had to be some sort of joke. Maybe the guy had heard about Troy from someone else, which wasn't a complete impossibility. It was just a hell of a lot more likely than his being some sort of magician. "Wizard," the Old Man sighed, "not magician." "What..." Troy gasped in surprise. How had he known what Troy was thinking? The Old Man impatiently snapped, "I already told you, now stop wasting my time. I do have other customers on the way." Troy gulped, slowly stepping towards the counter in spite of himself. As freaky as this was, his curiosity was definitely getting aroused. "Look," Troy said, trying to hide his nervousness, "I just came in looking for this chick." "Melinda," the Old Man responded with a faint smile. Then at Troy's look of surprise he continued, "She is a rather attractive blonde, is she not?" Surprised at that, Troy gasped, "You've seen her?" The Old Man just chuckled, his eyes gleaming as he told Troy, "She was one of my customers." Then he turned more serious as he commented, "You do have a rather healthy libido, don't you." Troy gave him a skeptical look, wondering where the guy behind the curtain was. However he said nothing, no longer being quite sure that this was just some sort of joke. Everything felt too... strange. "You spend most of your free time either looking at women or attempting to bed them," the Old Man commented, giving Troy a steady look. "Most of the time in vain." Just as Troy turned bright red in embarrassment and tried to protest, the Old Man held up a hand. "I believe that I have a solution to your problem." For a moment Troy just stared at the old man skeptically, though he watched curiously as the Old Man bent over and pulled a small package from under the counter, setting it on top of the counter and beginning to unwrap it. "What kind of solution?" Troy asked, then catching himself and quickly adding, "Not that I have any problem getting laid." "Of course not," the Old Man snorted. Then he gently set his hand on the package and stared at Troy. "This talisman can help you with that though." With that the supposed wizard pulled his hand back, revealing what had been hidden inside the package. It was a necklace of some sort, with what looked like a woman's face made out of gold. Her expression was one of obvious lust, enhanced by the bright red gems that were set in the eyes. "Wow," Troy let out a whistle, "looks... interesting." "This is..." the Old Man paused, lifting the medallion so that Troy could get a better look, "a lust charm." Troy bent over for a better look, quietly repeating, "Lust charm." He smiled faintly, at least liking what it was called. "It has certain powers over desire," the wizard stated, smiling faintly as he added, "It will give you that which you lust for." After staring at the necklace for a minute with intense fascination, Troy almost swore that he saw some sort of light gleaming behind the eyes. Almost an expression of lust that matched the face itself. All of the hairs on Troy's neck began to stand up at the sight, his skepticism beginning to dwindle. When he finally tore his eyes from the necklace and looked back up at the old man holding it, he no longer had much doubt that it really was magical. Taking a deep breath Troy asked, "What exactly does it do?" The Old Man smiled, his eyes gleaming as he knew that the sale was guaranteed. The hardest part, convincing Troy that magic was real was over. Now there were only details. "It is powered by the desires of the wearer," the Old Man told Troy slowly, "it... radiates them towards the source of those desires. In other words," he chuckled, "it can make anyone that you lust for... lust for you as well." Troy's eyes went wide and a smile slowly formed across his face. "No shit," he muttered, his hand absently rubbing at his bearded chin. A million possibilities already started to flood through his mind. "So it's sort of like a love potion or something?" "No," the Old Man chuckled, "love has nothing to do with it. Just desire." For a moment Troy stared at the lust charm again, almost hypnotized by it. "How much?" he finally asked. After the wizard told him, Troy gasped, "Twenty bucks?" How could something so cheap possibly be real? Troy's skepticism began to return at that, knowing that if it could actually make chicks horny for him, then the thing should be worth a hell of a lot more. "What's the catch?" Troy half demanded. Beginning to look annoyed at Troy's attitude, the Old Man snapped, "The catch..." he snorted, "the catch is that it only works for 24 hours after you first put it on. And..." he held the lust charm out, "it has its own price for each use." Troy was silent for a moment as he thought about what the Old Man had said, though he didn't really understand all of it. Only that the thing only worked for a day. No wonder it wasn't being sold for a couple thousand. It must be like some sort of battery that runs down or something, or at least that was what Troy guessed. Still... if it worked, if it really worked... then it was definitely worth a mere twenty. "I'll take it," Troy finally said, not taking his eyes from the lust charm. The Old Man just smiled, his eyes seeming to say, "I knew that you would." After Troy had pulled a couple of crumpled tens from his wallet and passed them over, he took the lust charm and held it gently in his hands, feeling a faint warmth coming from the metal. With that he clutched it tight and started for the door, pausing for a moment just as he had it half open, one more question coming to him. "You said that it has some sort of price..." Troy started, glancing back at the Old Man. "Yes," the Old Man chuckled, "as I said, it gives you what you desire." That wasn't any kind of an answer but Troy nodded, not wanting to sound stupid by asking too much more. After all, what did he really care as long as the damn thing worked. With that he quickly left the store, eager to get away from the weird store, not to mention eager to test his new purchase. Once Troy was away from the store, he stopped and sat down on one of the mall benches, slowly opening his hand to reveal the medallion that he'd been clutching tightly within. A grin formed and he chuckled, quickly looking around to see if there were any hot chicks in sight. "Damn," Troy muttered in annoyance, suddenly remembering why he'd gone into the store in the first place, "I missed that blonde." After silently cursing for a moment, Troy paused, feeling rather stupid. Especially with what he now had. If it worked that was. He glanced down at the lust charm, shaking his head slightly and licking his lips nervously. With a, "This had better work," Troy slipped the necklace over his head, gasping as he felt a faint tingle run though his body. "Cool," he chuckled, eager to try it out. Troy chuckled and quietly announced, "Time to find some putang." During the next several minutes Troy slowly walked down the corridor, his eyes intently darting around, looking for any hot looking chicks. However he only saw a few women, none of them really being what he was looking for. Suddenly Troy stopped, immediately starting to get a hard-on at the sight of a girl who was just stepping out of a clothing store. He didn't think that she was as hot as the blonde he'd been watching earlier, but she was definitely a looker. She was a brunette with shoulder length hair and what appeared to be a pretty tight body. A pair of slacks kind of kept him from getting as good a look at her legs as he would have liked, though the halter top she wore made up for that, though her breasts looked a little smaller than he would have liked. However the halter top did give a great view of her trim washboard stomach, not to mention the faint moon tattoo under her navel. "Hot damn," Troy exclaimed, licking his lips and slowly starting towards her. When Troy was about halfway towards the brunette, she turned and gave him a faint glance, then she suddenly froze and her expression changed from one of disinterest... into one of lust. Her eyes gleamed as she gave Troy a once over and a smile quickly formed on her face. Troy smiled at the change in her expression, excited to know that the medallion actually worked. There was no doubt whatsoever that she was strongly attracted to him, especially as she started coming towards him as well. "Hi," Troy grinned, still not completely sure. "I'm Troy." He held out his hand. The brunette stared at him, her lust clearly visible within. Her whole body seemed to be shaking slightly as she licked her lips and took his hand, somehow managing to turn even that into a highly erotic act. "Kelly," she said simply, pulling herself close and giving Troy a passionate kiss. "Oh man," Troy gasped when they pulled away, threatening to cum right there in his pants. Then he gulped and managed to weakly ask, "Your place or mine?" With a faint giggle Kelly leaned towards his ear and whispered, "I have a van." Troy's eyes nearly popped out of his head with that, and wasting no time, they both hurried out to the parking lot. It only took several minutes to find Kelly's van and climb inside, their clothes being torn off almost silently as they were both extremely eager to start. "Oh baby," Troy exclaimed upon seeing Kelly's naked body, his eyes tracing every line. As far as he was concerned, the necklace had already paid for itself. "Come to daddy..." Kelly just giggled and spread her legs slightly, positioning herself so that Troy could have better access. "Come and get me..." Not needing to be told twice, Troy was immediately on top of Kelly and fucking her for everything he was worth, loving every moment of it. Especially since it had been some time since the last time that he'd had sex. It only lasted for several minutes before Troy came. But at the same time he felt a tingling from the medallion, then a strange sensation that rushed through his body, but seemed to center on his waist. There was an odd pulling on his stomach, just as Troy was pulling out of Kelly. "What..." Troy gasped in surprise from the strange sensations, glancing down and then gasping again even louder. "But I didn't finish," Kelly complained, though Troy barely paid any attention to her. Instead his eyes were focused on his stomach. "My stomach," Troy exclaimed in surprise and confusion. A single glance revealed that Troy's stomach was noticeably thinner and firmer, not to mention lacking the normal fine stomach hair that usually covered it. That alone was more than strange enough, especially since he could even see muscles better than ever before. However what surprised Troy even more was the mysterious appearance of a tattoo, just below his belly button. It was a moon... identical to the one Kelly had. Troy jumped back and grabbed at his stomach with both hands, frantically patting at the sudden and mysterious changes. He was barely even aware of Kelly's playing with herself or her complaining that he hadn't finished the job. "What the hell happened to my stomach?" Troy demanded, glaring at Kelly suspiciously and then freezing when he saw her stomach and finally realized that it looked identical to his own. Or more accurately, his now looked just like hers, tattoo and all. "But how...?" A moment later Troy looked at the lust charm that still hung around his neck, the golden face setting gently on his chest. His eyes widened in realization, knowing that the charm had done that to him. Though why, he had no idea. With a grimace Troy frantically grabbed at his clothes, struggling to put them back on as quickly as possible. He paused while half dressed, giving his much thinner, firmer and smoother stomach an intense look, then finished up. "That bastard," Troy spat furiously, "that fucking old bastard." "Where you going?" Kelly demanded, still looking rather horny. Troy just gave her a steady look, cursing silently as he wished that he could fuck her again sometime. However he still had to figure out what the hell had happened to his stomach and get it back to normal. "I'll see ya later," he told Kelly as he jumped out of the van and started running back towards the mall. He knew that he had to find that old guy and make him return Troy to normal. Several minutes later Troy was back where he'd found that store, however... it was no longer there, much to Troy's shock. It wasn't as if the store had suddenly moved out in the short time since he'd left, it was almost as if the store had never been there. Instead there was one of those sports clothing stores. "Where'd it go?" Troy asked himself, quickly looking around to see if he might possibly have gotten the wrong place. However he knew without a doubt that he hadn't. Somehow... somehow the store had just disappeared. After several more minutes Troy sat down on one of the benches and set his head into his hands, trying hard to figure out what the hell was happening. Then it suddenly dawned on him. The Old Man had said that there would be some sort of price for using the lust charm, so that had to be what the stomach thing was. "Fuck that!" Troy growled, absently patting his stomach through his shirt. It felt kind of strange, though he had to admit that it wasn't too bad. Taking a deep breath Troy immediately decided that as cool as it was being able to make women hot for him, he definitely didn't want any more of the freaky side effects. With that he grabbed at the lust charm and started to take it off. However as soon as Troy's hand had firmly grabbed the lust charm and started lifting, he suddenly felt hornier than he'd ever felt in his life. With a gasp of surprise he dropped the necklace and struggled with the urge to just started jacking himself off right there in the mall. "Oh shit," Troy managed to gulp out, standing up and frantically looking around. Then he saw her. Or at least he saw the woman from behind. Her back was towards him so that all he could clearly see was the long flowing mane of blonde hair that ran down her back. However it was enough to make Troy nearly cum, especially being as horny as the lust charm had made him. At that the woman turned around and stared straight at Troy, giving him a better look at her. The woman had to be in her mid to late twenties and looked rather pretty, but certainly not gorgeous. Then a look of confusion and lust beginning to cover her face. It was obvious that the medallion had done it's work a second time. Troy didn't hesitate before rushing towards the woman and giving her a passionate kiss, pleased when she started kissing him back just as passionately. Of course he knew that she would since the medallion had taken care of that. With a faint smile Troy asked, "Your car or mine?" The woman just gave Troy a hungry look. "I can't wait that long." And with that she grabbed him by the hand and yanked him towards the hall with the restroom and offices. Troy eagerly went along, hesitating for just a moment as she tried pulling him into the women's restroom, but being far too horny, he quickly gave in. Fortunately there didn't seem to be anyone else in there at the moment. "And this..." the woman muttered, locking the restroom door behind them, "is all we need for some privacy." "That's all I need," Troy told her in a quiet voice, immediately throwing himself at her, too horny to care about anything save satisfying that lust. At first they fucked against the door, then on the hard bathroom floor. The woman, whose name he still didn't know, nearly screamed out as she clutched Troy, screaming, "More, harder, faster!" Troy was barely aware of the pounding at the bathroom door, not could he care. There was only one thing on his mind at the moment and it wouldn't accept any distractions. "Oh yeah," Troy cried out, one hand wrapped in the woman's hair, "who's your daddy..." Just then he finally came, gasping aloud as he filled her with his cum. "Oh yeah," he sighed with relief. Just then Troy felt the tingle coming from the medallion again, rushing through his body just like before, though this time focusing on his scalp instead of his waist. He jumped back away from the woman in horror, grabbing up at his hair and being shocked to feel it flowing down his back. "No..." Troy gasped, pulling a long handful in front of his face and nearly fainting at the long blonde hair. He snapped around and stared into the bathroom mirror, his eyes going wide at the long flowing mane of blonde hair that he now possessed. Just like the woman's. "FUCK NO!" Troy frantically tugged at his hair, however it didn't come away. Instead all it did was hurt his scalp and made him want to scream in frustration. It was obvious that he couldn't do anything about it at the moment. The damn medallion had taken its price again. "Gave me what I lusted for," Troy gasped, realizing exactly what the price was. What that freaky old guy in the bath robe had actually meant by that. "DAMN!" With a few more curses Troy quickly started cleaning himself off with paper towels and started getting dressed again. The woman looked somewhat embarrassed as she slowly stood up and started getting dressed as well, looking just a little confused as she obviously wondered what the hell she'd just done and why. "What the hell is going on in there?" a woman's voice yelled through the door. Troy just growled, "Mind your own damn business!" And with that he threw open the door, glaring at the several women who were clustered out there waiting, shocked looks on their faces. Then he glanced back at the woman he'd just fucked, seeing the slightly dazed look on her face. A faint surge of guilt ran through Troy, though he shrugged it off and said, "You're pretty good lady." With that Troy pushed past the woman and nearly ran down the hallway into the main mall. He glanced around frantically and took a deep breath, wincing as strands of blonde hair fell in front of his eyes. There was no doubt that he had to get out of there now, before anything else weird happened. Less than two minutes later, Troy was back in his car and tearing off as fast as he could. Troy grimaced, cursing as he paced back and forth across the center of his dorm room. Every several feet, he would glance down at the necklace around his neck, then to the strands of blonde hair that kept falling around his shoulders. "No fucking way," Troy spat, patting at his much now washboard stomach, "this can't be fucking happening." However Troy had no doubt that it was indeed real. That his body had somehow transformed slightly as a result of using the lust charm. He stared at the charm intently, feeling a swirl of conflicting emotions. It could give him any woman that he wanted, satisfying his every lust... but the side effects of each use... Troy definitely didn't like the way they had been going. "I've got something that'll turn me into a chick magnet," Troy sighed, "and I can't even use the damn thing." Then Troy smiled, his eyes gleaming as he thought about how great it had been to use it. That brunette had been great, and the blonde... He just wished that he wasn't stuck with reminders of fucking them. Memories would have been souvenir enough. But what was even worse than having the medallion and not daring to use it, was the fact that he was already horny again. Troy was a little startled at that, at how quickly he was able to get an erection again after cumming. Then again, it was obviously another effect of the lust charm, though a rather pleasant one. "I can definitely use that too," Troy grinned, plopping down finally into a chair and slipping a hand down the front of his pants to jack off. "If I can find a chick before the damn thing wears off." Just then Troy heard someone fumbling with the lock on the door. Try quickly yanked his hand back, managing to do so just before he saw someone else step into the room. With a faint sigh of relief, not to mention embarrassment at having almost been caught, Troy recognized his roommate Bastion. "How's it going?" Troy greeted his roommate, at the same time wishing that the other boy would just leave him alone. Bastion nodded, then suddenly froze and gave Troy an odd look. "What's up with that?" "With what?" Troy started, then gulped as he remembered his how blonde hair. He grabbed at it, horribly embarrassed and struggling to come up with some sort of explanation. For a brief moment he was tempted to tell Bastion the truth, however he immediately struck down that idea, knowing that Bastion would try taking the lust charm away from him. Troy's quickly clutched the charm at that, knowing that he wasn't going to let anyone steal it from him. It was his. "It's a wig," Troy finally spat out. Bastion sighed, "Well, duh. I know it's a wig Toad." He used the nickname that Troy hated. "I just wanted to know why." Then his eyes started to go wide and he took a step back. "You're not one of those crossdressers, are you?" He eyed Troy skeptically. Troy scowled, "Hell no..." "Not that there's anything wrong with it," Bastion quickly added, obviously trying to cover himself just in case. He still looked embarrassed though as he gave Troy another odd look. "I lost a bet," Troy lied, relaxing a little when Bastion nodded in understanding. That was certainly an explanation that his roommate would believe. Then Bastion turned back to the still open door and a moment later in stepped a hot looking brunette with legs that seemed to go on forever. She already had a smile on her face as she stepped inside, looking around with an expression of amusement. "Typical bachelors pad," the girl commented. "This is Kirsten," Bastion told Troy, giving him a significant look to let Troy know that she was off limits. Then Bastion chuckled, "You're going to have to tell me about that bet later." At that Troy smiled and stood up, blushing as he brushed his hair back, deciding that he was definitely going to have it cut and dyed back to the normal color and soon. "I'm Troy," he introduced himself, holding out his hand. Kirsten smiled and held out her own for him to shake. As Troy took it, he couldn't help staring at how fine her hands looked, not to mention the nice manicure job. It was definitely enough to turn him on, as if he wasn't before. Suddenly there was a flicker in Kirsten's eyes and her expression changed, making Troy gulp and hesitantly step back as he realized what he'd done, though at the same time, he was extremely tempted to just give in to his urges. If Bastion hadn't been there... "Oh... my..." Kirsten whispered, giving Troy an intensely lustful look. Bastion scowled, "Come on Kirst, I guess we'd better get going or we're gonna be late." Kirsten turned towards him. "But..." "Hey," Bastion half snapped, glaring quickly at Troy, "we've got to get your friends from the airport." For a moment Kirsten looked horribly disappointed, glancing between Bastion and Troy. Then, with a very visible gulp, she slowly started with Bastion towards the door, obviously hesitant to do what she obviously desired to with both Bastion standing there and her friends waiting. Then, she turned back towards Troy and gave him a look of longing, her eyes burning with lust. And with an obvious exertion of willpower, she licked her lips, winked at Troy as if to promise 'later' and then she went through the door. Once they were gone, Troy just stood there, staring at the door, hardly able to believe that Kirsten had walked out and half relieved that she had. Obviously the lust charm wasn't completely irresistible, though it damn near was. There was absolutely no doubt that Kirsten would have fucked him right then and there if she'd been able to. "Damn, damn, and double damn!" Troy suddenly burst out, nearly screaming in frustration. "I can't believe that fucking shit." Then he shook his head, grabbing at his cock and muttering, "I definitely need to go find a chick now." However Troy remained where he was, beginning to jack off with his hand down his pants. At the moment he was too hard to wait. "But first..." Troy mumbled, walking towards the bathroom with his hand still down his pants. Troy pulled down his pants and masturbated in front of the toilet, positioning himself to make as little mess as possible. A short while later Troy finally came, spurting all over the back of the toilet seat, not caring the least about the mess that he was making. He was just glad to have gotten his rocks off. Suddenly Troy froze, a familiar tingle beginning to run through his body. "No..." Troy gasped, but it was too late. Before he'd barely registered the changes, they were completed. "FUCK NO!" With a feeling of dread Troy held his hands out, his eyes going wide as he stared at them. They were no longer his hands. Both of them were smaller and more slender. They were definitely feminine, even having longer and perfectly manicured nails, already covered with the same dark red shade of nail polish that Kirsten had been wearing. Troy stared at his hands for several minutes, taking turns cursing and being completely silent before returning to cursing again. He slowly wiggled his fingers, almost amazed as they actually moved. It was unbelievably odd to see a strangers hands... a woman's hands on the ends of his wrists. Finally Troy put his hands down, pulling his pants back up and quietly leaving the bathroom, lost in his thoughts. He could scarcely believe the strange changes that had started in his body, giving him almost a copy of body parts of the women he'd had sex with... and even beat off to. Or at least ones that the lust charm had effected since he wasn't sure about other women. With a sinking feeling Troy slowly moved back to the main living area and plopped down into a chair, staring not at the changes in his body, but at the wall. "You get what you lust for," he snorted, repeating what the freaking wizard had told him. "No fucking shit." Troy just wished that the bastard had been clear instead of fucking with him like that. Troy remained where he was for some time, staring into space, lost in his own thoughts. He felt almost numb, knowing that if he let himself feel anything, his fears and confusion would probably overwhelm him. He'd probably even run out of the dorm room, screaming in panic or something equally stupid. Suddenly Troy bolted upright, remembering something else that the old guy had told him. His eyes widened at the thought and a faint smile began to form. With a sigh of relief Troy whispered, "24 hours." That guy in the bathrobe had said that the lust charm only worked for 24 hours. And if that was true, then when it was over, he'd just turn back to normal. "Cool," Troy sighed. And as he thought about it, he chuckled, glancing down at his hands and deciding that it wasn't too bad anyway. After all, how hard would it be to cut and dye his hair, then cut his fingernails. Being a little thinner wouldn't be much of a problem, though he had to admit that the smaller hands might be a little embarrassing. However Troy took a long look at his hands, deciding that even if it did wear off the next day like he expected, he didn't want to be changed any more. It was embarrassing enough as it was and he sure as hell didn't want to change any more. Hell, Bastion would never let him live it down. Having made up his mind not to use the lust charm again, Troy leaned back and turned on the TV, determined not to leave the dorm room until it was over, no matter how tempting it would be. Unfortunately though, once he saw that Baywatch was on a minute later, he knew that it was going to be a hell of a lot harder than he'd expected. Some hours later Troy was in bed, sleeping restlessly. It had taken nearly all of his willpower to remain at home rather than taking full advantage of the lust charm. Of the fact that any girl he wanted would be his, with just a look. Troy slowly awoke from the middle of an erotic dream, surprised to find that the dream was still going on. He could still feel the touch.... Troy nearly bolted upright with a yell when he realized that there was someone there... almost on top of him. He could feel a hand against his hard cock. "What the..." Troy started. But before Troy could finish, he heard a "Shhhh." The shadowy figure reached bent over, revealing that it was definitely a woman. Troy could feel her naked breasts rubbing up against his chest, her hair falling into his face. "I... I couldn't resist..." she whispered in a sexy voice. Troy nearly came right there, recognizing the voice. "Kirsten..." he whispered in surprise. Feeling confused for a moment, Troy glanced over at his clock, seeing that it was 2AM. "What are you doing here?" However he couldn't help smiling, already highly excited from the surprise awakening. "I..." Kirsten paused, "I've been thinking about you ever since we met." Her voice oozed with lust, making Troy realize that the lust charm was still affecting her. "Please..." she started quietly, "make... make love to me. Fuck me." Troy nodded, a grin spreading across his face. Consequences be damned, he didn't hesitate in the least before reaching for her and starting to suck on her nipples. Besides, he absently reminded himself as they started to work into position... it would all wear off... A short while later, Kirsten gasped aloud, her whole body shaking slight in obvious orgasm. Then, almost as if that was the signal, Troy came as well, groaning as he orgasmed, then pulling himself out of Kirsten and collapsing into the bed beside her. "That was great," Troy slurred, closing his eyes in exhaustion, barely aware of the tingling before he fell back asleep. --- Troy woke up to the feeling of his bed shaking, quickly sitting up, memories of the sex with Kirsten immediately coming to him. As soon as he opened his eyes, he instinctively turned his head to look at the space next to him, seeing instead the cause for the bed shaking. It was Kirsten, climbing out of it. Kirsten turned and gave Troy and embarrassed look, and a somewhat confused look. "I'm sorry..." she rushed out, her face turning bright red in embarrassment. "I didn't mean to wake you." She glanced at the door, nervously stepping towards it. "What..." Troy muttered groggily, glancing at the clock and seeing that it was only around 5AM. "I can't believe I did that," Kirsten muttered, giving Troy a quick glance. Then she gulped visibly. "I don't know why I did that," she blurted out, "I never sleep with guys I just met. Oh God, I was so horny, and it was good... but it can't happen again. Oh Bastion..." And with that she nearly ran out of the room, without a scrap of clothes on. Troy just stared at the door for a minute, shaking his head slightly and wondering what her problem was. After all she'd wanted it just as much as he had. However a faint voice in the back of his head reminded him that it was only because of the lust charm. That she didn't really want him on her own. Then there was a vague feeling of guilt as Troy wondered if using the lust charm was any better than slipping someone a rufy. "Naw," Troy muttered, letting out a yawn. He quickly pushed away the nagging feeling in the back of his mind, reminding himself that she'd been perfectly willing. She'd even come to him. And besides, it had just been a bit of sex. However there were several things that Troy had learned from the incident. One was that when the lust charm turned a chick on, they remained on until he actually got to have them. That made him smile faintly, though he was a little disappointed at the other thing. That after they'd actually had sex, it apparently wore off. That was rather disappointing as Troy had half been hoping to form his own permanent little harem. Then with that Troy let out another yawn before turning over and quickly going back to sleep. 5AM was definitely too early to be up unless he absolutely had no choice. It was some hours later when Troy woke up again and slowly climbed out of bed, scratching at his beard and smiling faintly at the weight of the medallion against his chest. With a yawn he left his small cramped room and stepped into the main living area. Then he gave a faint glance at the door to Bastions tiny bedroom, wondering if Kirsten was in there with him. "Doesn't matter," Troy muttered, smirking as he thought about the way she'd come for him. He could definitely do with some more of that. In fact the thought was already starting to make him hard. With that Troy went into the small bathroom that he and Bastion shared to take his morning piss. But as he stood there, reaching down for his cock, he froze, his eyes going wide as they finally noticed his legs. "Fuck!" Troy spat, glaring at his completely smooth and feminine legs. Sexy looking legs at that. "As if my hands weren't enough from that bitch." With that Troy turned his attention back to his hands giving them a glare before returning to his business. It didn't take Troy very long before he'd showered and gotten dressed as well, finding that the slightly shorter length of his legs made his pants a little less fitting... not to mention creating another problem since his shoes were too big. He cursed, but solved the problem with several extra pairs of socks, reminding himself that the 24 hour time limit would be up in just a few hours... and everything would be all back to normal. "Yo Bast," Troy called, knocking on Bastion's bedroom door and then pushing it open. He wasn't at all surprised to see that Bastion was already gone. He was probably off at one of his classes already or something. With a shrug Troy turned and hurried out of the dorm room, absently fingering the medallion around his neck, but making absolutely no move to take it off, clearly remembering what had happened the last time that he'd tried that. He might like to get horny and fuck chicks, but he definitely didn't like the way that the damn thing had done it to him. At first Troy just started walking across campus, wondering if he should just wait it out... or take advantage of the medallion while he had it. After all, what was the good of having something like that if he didn't use it, even if it did have a few... side effects? "Better safe than sorry," he told himself, not sure that he really believed it. The term, 'no guts, no glory', also came to mind. Then Troy saw a somewhat figure walking a short distance away. It was the redhead with the awesome tits from the mall the day before. Troy froze and stared at her for a moment, nearly drooling with anticipation. There was no longer any doubt about what he was going to do the moment she turned and gave Troy a very lust filled look a moment later... thanks to the medallion once again. Grinning to himself Troy started towards the redhead, knowing without any question that he was definitely going to get laid again. The faint worry about whether or not what he was doing was wrong, stirred once again. However Troy easily pushed that fear away, along with the reminder of the lust charm's price. "Damn this hair," Troy muttered, suddenly feeling embarrassed to have even longer and silkier hair than the girl he was about to fuck. At least he was glad that he'd pulled it back into something of a ponytail, but wishing that he'd cut it back in the dorm room instead. A minute later Troy was locked into a passionate kiss with the redhead, neither of them having spoken a word as they'd approached each other. It took a great deal of effort for Troy to pull himself back, especially when one of her hands was sneaking down the front of his pants. "Not..." he coughed, realizing that more than a few people were watching, "not here. People..." "My place isn't far," the girl whispered, rubbing at Troy's cock, not seeming to care in the least that they were in a public place. "Why don't we take it there handsome." Troy nodded, an eager grin on his face. He didn't have to be asked twice and nearly pushed the redhead along to hurry up getting there... and down to the real important stuff. It didn't take long at all before the redhead, stopped, gesturing to one of the women's dormitories. Troy's eyes widened but he didn't hesitate to follow her in, grinning even more as he realized how many other hot chicks would be nearby. "Right this way..." the redhead told Troy, rushing up the stairs, nearly dragging him behind her. When they finally reached the redheads room, she wasted no time at all in tearing at his clothes, nearly ripping them off in her urgency. That didn't bother Troy in the least and he went at her with nearly equal enthusiasm. The woman was incredibly wild, more passionate than even any of the other girls Troy had ever had sex with. She nearly threw him on the bed, then jumped on top of him, obviously wanting to be on top. He didn't offer any resistance, grinning eagerly and deciding that it was definitely going to be interesting. "OH YEAH," the redhead screamed out a short while later, riding Troy for everything she was worth. "Fuck me baby. Fuck me harder." Troy just grunted and did his best to keep up with her wild passion. She screamed out, obviously orgasming for what he guessed was her second time, while he struggled to just keep from cumming too soon. Then he finally came, letting out a gasp as his orgasm overtook him, quickly followed by the tingling. "Fuckin awesome," Troy sighed, deciding that he was definitely going to have to hook up with that chick again sometime. Even without the medallions help, he was going to find some way to get into her pants again. "You are wild." With that the redhead rolled off of Troy, almost pouting as she gave her another look, licking her lips. Troy was just relieved that the lust charm's effects didn't wear off immediately. Or did it? "Not bad," the redhead said, playing with herself and grinning at Troy. "Maybe we can do it again sometime." Troy grinned back. "I'd love to." He just hoped that she'd still be in the mood for it later. At the moment though, he was a bit spent. With that Troy sat up, gulping as he suddenly felt the weight hanging from his chest. He looked down, his eyes going wide as he saw a pair of very nice looking tits. Large, round and firm, just the way he liked them. Just like the ones on the redhead. "Damn," Troy grunted, nervously touching them. The nipples were fully erect and felt extremely good, almost like a couple more tiny cocks. And the skin around them... it was smooth and creamy, just the way Troy liked it. At least on a woman, though unfortunately he was beginning to look a little close to being one himself. "Just what I didn't need." Troy sighed, wondering how the hell he was going to get around campus now without getting laughed at. He sure as hell couldn't just hide a pair like that. The redhead gave him an odd look. "Something wrong?" With a snort Troy gestured at his new breasts, wondering how he could possibly explain them. "Um... these," he snorted sarcastically, wondering how he could possibly have missed those. However the redhead just gave him an odd look and shook her head faintly, apparently not noticing anything strange. That just made Troy wonder what the hell was going on, though he didn't waste any time worrying about it before grabbing for his clothes. Several minutes later Troy left the redheads room, having borrowed a sweater from her that would actually cover his new breasts since his own shirt definitely wouldn't. Still, even with the new weight, he smiled, slipping the piece of paper that she'd give him with her name and number on it into his pocket. "Hope she's still in the mood," Troy chuckled, trying to find his way out of the building. However Troy was almost immediately lost, having not paid too much attention to where he was going on the way in. Then he stepped into a large room which he immediately recognized as the dorm dayroom. But what really drew his attention was the fact that it was already occupied by about a half dozen girls. "Oh my," Troy gasped, not sure whether he'd died and gone to heaven, or was about to get caught and sent straight to hell. His eyes quickly locked onto a girl who was bent over and tying her shoes, her shapely ass sticking straight out at him, immediately turning Troy hard again. With that the girl slowly stood up and turned around, looking straight at Troy with an expression of lust. "Who..." the girl started, catching the other girl's attention. They all turned and looked at Troy, giving him a clearer view of them all. Troy's eyes quickly darted around the room, to the girl with a somewhat plain body, but the face of an angel. Then to the girl who had the most brilliant green eyes that he'd ever seen. He nearly drooled as he looked around the room, at all of the girls who's expressions turned to one's of lust. "I... I didn't mean to do that..." Troy started, nervously taking a step back as all of the girls started towards him, looking extremely horny and determined. "Oh shit!" was all he managed to get out before they were on top of him. As Troy's clothes were all torn from him, he quickly realized that he was horny as hell, no longer even fighting back against the girls but going after them with equal fervor. It was as if the medallion was giving him the will to accept it's gifts... and as he found out over the next hour... the ability. Troy was in a near mindless state as he threw himself fully into the pile of women, living out what had always been one of his fantasies. Just him, in an orgy with 6 girls... all to himself. However he didn't have time to think about that, only to fuck the woman, one after another, even pleasuring another with his tongue or hands at the same time. Somehow Troy was able to remain hard for the next hour or so, even cumming time and again, at least once with each woman, the medallion giving him the sexual strength to accomplish his... and its goals. Troy was barely even aware of the almost constant tingling that ran through his body during the sexual frenzy. When they had finally finished, Troy staggered out of the room, completely naked save for the medallion, barely able even to stand. He ached with exhaustion, his balls feeling almost as if they were going to explode while his dick felt so sore that he thought it might fall off. Never before in his life had he even imagined being so sexually used up. So drained that he couldn't even think of sex again. Troy never would have thought that he could have too much of a good thing, or at least too much of that good thing. "Oh fuck," Troy creaked out, grabbing a wall for balance. He closed his eyes, aware of the strange feelings from his body. Everything about his body felt off... not just his waist, hands and legs. "I don't think I'll ever be able to get hard again." Then, taking a deep breath, Troy opened his eyes and looked down at himself, his eyes tracing his body, not seeing anything that was his own, except for his cock and balls. He gulped and then touched his skin, all of it smooth and soft. All of it very feminine and sexy. Everything that he could see looked so feminine and sexy, as if he'd taken the best parts of every woman that he'd fucked since getting the medallion. "I can't believe this shit," Troy spat, finally hearing that even his voice had changed, getting soft and sexy. "I'm... I'm..." He gulped, knowing that he looked like a chick. "I need a mirror." There was no doubt that he just had to see himself, even though he already knew what he'd find. With that Troy looked down at himself again, continuing to slowly run his hands over his skin, pausing for a moment to glance at the tattoo of thorns that now wrapped around his bicep. It was the second tattoo that he'd gained without ever having been touched by a tattoo artist's needle. Troy groaned, then reminded himself, "It'll wear off soon." He glanced down at his wrist, frowning when he saw that even his watch was missing. With a single look back towards the dayroom, Troy winced, deciding that it might not be a good idea to go back in there just yet. As great as that was, another round would probably kill him. "Just a little longer." However it didn't take Troy long before realizing that his first priority had to be getting something to wear. There was no way that he could just keep walking around naked, either in the dorm or on the way back to his own. He was going to have to find clothes... and fast. With a grimace Troy paused and looked back towards the day room that he'd just come from, trying to guess his chances of grabbing his clothes and running back out. Not that they'd do much good at the moment though since the only thing that would still fit was the sweater that he'd borrowed from the redhead. "Damn," Troy muttered, weighing his options. Just then he suddenly heard a frantic, "WHAT THE HELL?" Snapping his head up, Troy stared at a somewhat sexy blonde haired woman who'd just come from one of the rooms, who was standing there, staring back at Troy with a look of shock. Specifically, at his crotch, the only remaining part of his own body. "Oh shit..." Troy gasped, his eyes going wide as he recognized her as the same hot blonde that he'd been following at the mall the day before. The same one that he'd gone into that freakshop to look for. There was no way that he could believe his luck. The woman just stood there for a moment, obviously shocked at seeing what appeared to be a woman with a cock, running around naked through the halls of her dorm building. Troy gulped, suddenly terrified that she was going to call the cops on him, though that was really the least of his worries for the moment. But before the blonde could do anything, Troy was startled to realize that he had a hard-on again... something that he would have thought impossible after his last group encounter. However due to the medallion, he not only had an erection, but a strong need to use it. And from the sudden look in the blonde's eyes, Troy didn't think that he'd be waiting very long at all to do just that. As Troy licked his lips and slowly stepped towards the blonde, he wasn't sure whether to be horrified or excited. Instead he muttered, "Here we go again," already moving towards the blonde. Once they were inside her room, the blonde smiled seductively at Troy, whispering in a husky voice, "I'm Melinda." "Troy," he responded, fighting back against the urge to just throw her on the bed and fuck her brains out. He wasn't sure how much of his growing horniness was his, and how much was caused by the lust charm. Then with a gulp Troy pulled himself back, using a great effort of will, weakly asking, "D... do you have a mirror?" Melinda nodded, looking curious. "Something a little... kinky?" Without answering Troy gave a faint nod, pleased when Melinda took him to her small bedroom and gestured to the large mirror that covered the wall in front of the bed. He gulped and moved to get a good look at his reflection while Melinda slowly started to strip on the bed, letting him get a good look at her show in the mirror as well. However what truly held Troy's attention was his reflection. "Damn, I'm hot," Troy whispered, blinking several times to make sure that he was really seeing what he thought that he was seeing. The figure in the mirror was that of a sexy woman with long blonde hair, incredibly gorgeous in nearly ever way. All except for the cock and balls with jutted out from between her legs, the last remnant of Troy's real form. He gulped, almost wishing that the time limit was already up so that he could get back to normal. Then, catching a clear glimpse of Melinda in the mirror, Troy grinned, quickly musing, "But it can wait just a little longer." And with that he turned his full attention to the woman on the bed. After several minutes of passionate kissing and licking at each other's bodies, Melinda shifted position and grinned at Troy. "Just sit back and enjoy." With that she put her head down and started to slowly lick at Troy's cock, nearly making him cum right there. However her careful ministrations didn't end there. Troy was nearly lost in estcasy as Melinda worked at his cock and balls, giving him the best blowjob that he'd ever had, or even imagined having. She didn't even seem to have the slightest gag reflex, swallowing taking the whole thing down her throat. Several times he'd nearly came, but she always managed to stop him, then build him right back up again. Moaning from the intensity of it, Troy couldn't help but admire her expertise. "Ohmanohmanohman..." Troy gasped out just before he finally came, with Melinda swallowing every drop of it, turning him on even more if that was possible. Once again the tingle ran through Troy, making him gasp from it, even though he'd felt it far too many times already. This time though, it didn't seem to focus on any part of his body. Instead, he felt a faint... something, inside of his head. Inside of his very thoughts, though Troy didn't pay it much attention. As Troy started to go soft, Melinda pulled back, giving him a sly look. "Can't have that now, can we?" And with that she started going at it again, quickly bringing back to an erection. This time however, Troy was slightly startled to realized exactly what she was doing in a way that he hadn't before. Ideas of what else he could do in her place ran through his head, nearly shocking him with their detail and understanding. It was almost as though he was the expert at giving blowjobs. Melinda stopped though once she had Troy fully hard again, then she chuckled, "Your turn." Troy didn't hesitate to change his own position and start to lick her out, hesitating only a moment to admire her smooth shaven pussy. It was something that he'd only done a few times, preferring to avoid if possible, however, he eagerly went at her, doing the best that he could. And from the way Melinda was squirming around and moaning, he knew that he was doing it right. After Melinda had cum a few times, letting Troy know with a faint scream after each, he grinned and changed position again. The appetizers had been incredible, but his cock was more than ready for the main course. It didn't take much longer before Troy came again, yelling out, "YES," as he filled Melinda. This time, as both the orgasm and tingling washed through him, Troy gasped as his cock was pulled out of Melinda, though he was still pressed right up against her. He jumped back and stared down at his crotch in shock, seeing that it was a smooth and hairless pussy, just like Melinda's. "Fuck," Troy gasped, quickly glancing at the clock beside Melinda's bed and seeing that there was only about twenty minutes until the time was up. 'Until I get back to normal,' Troy thought eagerly, grinning as he decided that he could wait that long before getting his cock back and fucking Melinda again. "Just what I had in mind," Melinda giggled, grabbing at Troy and licking at his crotch again, not even seeming to notice that he no longer had a cock. Troy nearly choked at Melinda's enthusiasm, her insatiability. It was like she was some sort of nympho or something, without his even having to use the medallion on her anymore. Then he gasped as her tongue touched an especially sensitive spot, sending shivers of pleasure all through his body. It felt different, but very, very good. Once again Melinda brought Troy to the edge of orgasm and back several times before finally letting him cum. Troy screamed out as the orgasm blasted through his body, barely aware of the tingling from the medallion as the tingling from his own body overwhelmed. But Melinda still wasn't done and continued her work, sending Troy into a small series of orgasms, with him screaming out mindlessly each time. Then Troy finally sat up, breathing hard and trying to regain some control over his senses. Everything was rolling, seeming almost to be filled with brilliant colors. His entire body felt intensely alive... and still horny. Taking a deep breath, Troy looked at Melinda and licked his lips, more than ready to continue. He needed more sex. Lots more. Without hesitation, he threw himself at her, determined to return the favor, quickly finding that he instinctively knew exactly where to lick to bring her the most pleasure. However something in the back of his mind compared it to sucking a cock, almost wishing that he had one of those to work with as well. Suddenly Troy froze as a cold tingle ran through his body, focusing on the medallion that he was still wearing. He gasped, quickly glancing at the clock and realizing that the time was finally up and he was about to turn back to normal. "Oh God," Troy cried out, not sure whether to be disappointed or relieved. Then the lust charm glowed red against Troy's chest, burning bright against his skin before suddenly vanishing. Troy remained where he was, motionlessly staring at the spot on his chest where the lust charm's face had been resting just a moment earlier. However it was indeed gone... but the changes to his body weren't. His body was still that of a woman. Troy remained froze, staring down at his body in shock, wondering what had gone wrong. Wondering why he hadn't turned back when the time was up... when the medallion vanished. Then the Old Man's words came back to him, nearly causing him to gasp horror as he remembered that the guy had said that it only worked for 24 hours... that it would wear off then. With feelings of confusion Troy scrambled backwards, much to the obvious surprise of Melinda. But he didn't pay much attention to her, instead grabbing at his body frantically, half in tears. "My body..." Troy gasped, grabbing at his tits, "I'm stuck..." He was horrified as it sank in, the realization that it wasn't going to just wear off as he'd expected, that he was trapped in the form of a sexy woman.... now... and forever. "No..." Melinda gave Troy a confused... though still slightly horny look. "What's wrong? You're freaking me out." Troy gulped and looked up, spitting out, "It was supposed to wear off... That old freak in a bathrobe..." Suddenly Melinda let out a gasp, her eyes going wide. She leaned over and gave Troy an intense look, quietly asking, "You found that shop didn't you? The one that sells magic stuff." When Troy gave her a startled nod, she groaned, "Not you too..." "What... what do you mean?" Troy asked, his curiosity suddenly overriding his panic. Then he felt a faint chill run down his spine as he remembered the Old Man had said something about her being one of his customers. Melinda nodded, a wry smile on grin on her face. "And let me guess... he changed you into that hot little body you have now." "Yeah, sorta," Troy admitted sheepishly, looking down and nearly choking as he admitted, "I... I was a guy." "Figures," Melinda sighed, "and it ain't gonna do any good trying to find him. He's gone. Trust me... I know." She gave him a sympathetic look, then grinned, licking her lips. Troy stared at her, startled to realize that he was still rather horny himself and the way she was looking at him wasn't helping in the least. He gulped, not sure what to d