Charisma and Tiffany Part 4
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Charisma, Part 3
By Cal Y. Pygia
The corset was every bit as beautiful as the brassiere. Tiffany
couldn't wait to try it on. It was, Charisma told her, "an 1880 corset
in white jacquard and white lace trim; it laces up the back." The top
of the corset rose above Tiffany's breasts, the front covered her
abdomen, and the sides enclosed her hips. "It will keep you erect--no
pun intended--and it will firm and flatten you anywhere that needs
minor adjustments in those areas, not that your figure needs any real
assistance along those lines, other than, perhaps, your waist."
"May I put it on?" Tiffany asked.
Charisma laughed. "Of course, dear; it's yours." The shemale had
certainly earned it, the sorceress thought. "Don't wear anything else,
though--just the corset."
A thought occurred to Tiffany. "Will it do anything to me?"
Charisma frowned. "What do you mean?"
"When I wore your bra, it increased the size of my breasts. Will the
corset do anything similar? I mean, it's magic, too, isn't it?"
The seamstress grinned. "Try it on and see."
Tiffany hesitated.
"It won't hurt you," Charisma promised.
Tiffany donned the corset. When she'd worn the bra, her tits had felt
different, as if they were filled with jelly, and the jelly seemed to
shift and slide within her breasts. She could feel her boobs expanding,
swelling, seeming to inflate. These sensations had frightened her at
the time, although she hadn't remembered them since, until now. In
retrospect, she realized that the sensations must have been associated
with the increase in her breast size. Her tits had actually been
growing inside the beautiful bra that had molded them. Her boobs had
expanded to fit the bra cups. Would something similar take place with
regard to the corset?
"You look sexy as hell wearing nothing but that corset," Charisma
observed.
"Thanks."
"So sexy you're making me horny again."
Tiffany smiled. If Charisma wanted to have sex with her again, Tiffany
was all for it, especially since doing so would likely earn her another
item for her new wardrobe of magic clothes.
"This time, I want to be the man," Charisma announced.
Tiffany frowned, puzzled. Charisma was a powerful sorceress, but could
she change her sex just by using magic?
As if in answer to Tiffany's unspoken question, a thick, long, hard
cock sprang from the seamstress' pubes. It wasn't an ordinary penis,
however. It was a double penis. A smaller cock branched off the upper
surface of the larger prick. Like the larger penis, this one was also
circumcised. In fact, it looked like an exact copy of the bigger
version, only reduced from ten to five inches. Below the dual penises
was a huge scrotum housing an oversize pair of balls.
"What do you think?" Charisma asked.
Tiffany gawked at the dual cock and immense set of balls. "Fantastic!"
Charisma laughed. "Notice how my cocks are situated. The larger will
fill your cunt, while the smaller stuffs your ass."
"But I don't have a cunt," Tiffany observed.
Even as Tiffany spoke these words, her own penis and testicles vanished
and, in their place, a vertical gash, complete with thick labia and an
unnaturally large clitoris, appeared.
"My God!" Tiffany cried, aghast.
"Don't worry," Charisma reassured her. "They're only temporary--unless
you want them to be permanent."
Tiffany fingered her new cunt. The labia were soft--and moist--like the
petals of a dewy rose. She inserted a finger into her vagina. Her pussy
was wet inside and incredibly smooth, almost like jelly. Her clit
stiffened and swelled within its hood, throbbing. Having a cunt was
sexy, she thought, but she'd made up her mind to retain her male
genitals long ago. Although many transsexuals weren't happy unless they
underwent sex-reassignment surgery (or mutilation, as Tiffany thought
of the procedure), trading their cocks and balls for artificial
vaginas, Tiffany wasn't one of them. In her mind, she wasn't really a
man trapped in a woman's body. She was both--and neither--male nor
female; she transcended sex as much as she transcended gender. For
Tiffany, such concepts as "male" and "female" were as troublesome as
they were obsolete; "shemale," a term that suggested a hermaphroditic
state of sexuality and gender suited her far better. She regarded
herself as a third sex more than she regarded herself as a male with
breasts or a "chick with a dick." She dressed as a woman and used
feminine pronouns in reference to herself only because such practices
were expected by others. Nevertheless, it was exciting to be equipped
with female genitals. "Temporary, please," she told Charisma.
"Temporary they shall be, then," the sorceress agreed. "Now, if you
don't mind, I'd like to fuck you."
Tiffany adopted the same position that Charisma had assumed when it had
been Tiffany who'd fucked Charisma, kneeling on the couch with her ass
high in the air, her legs well parted, and her weight on her elbows and
knees. Except for the wonderful corset, the rest of Tiffany was naked,
and Charisma enjoyed the sights of her round ass, the glistening
crescent of her cunt, as seen from between her parted thighs, and her
long, tapering legs. The sorceress took her place behind Tiffany,
pointing her larger cock into the tender lips of her partner's cunt and
the smaller erection into Tiffany's anus.
"Wait!" Tiffany cried.
"What is it?" Charisma asked.
"Won't I need to be lubricated--behind, I mean."
Charisma laughed. "I don't think you'll need to be concerned about
that." The sorceress eased her hips forward, and the longer prick
spread Tiffany's labia as it penetrated her cunt. Charisma sighed
deeply, loving the feel of the wet, smooth tunnel of Tiffany's vagina
sliding past the taut, swollen shaft of her rigid penis. As the bigger
cock slid farther into the sopping cavern of Tiffany's pussy, the
smaller prick forced its way through Tiffany's sphincter, spreading her
tiny, puckered anus to several times its normal size. The smooth, tight
ring of muscle felt as wonderful around the smaller cock as the wet
pussy felt enclosing the larger organ. Unlike the labia, the sphincter
fluttered frantically about the penis that had impaled it. Charisma,
having buried both penises inside Tiffany, waited, relishing the
sensations that the quivering asshole produced as it flexed rapidly
around her smaller cock. Once the fluttering subsided and Tiffany's
asshole had relaxed, accepting the presence of the member that impaled
it, Charisma began to fuck Tiffany hard and fast, slamming her pubes
into her partner's ass as she drove her dual penises deep into their
respective targets.
Tiffany's pussy was sopping wet. The juices streamed from her impaled
cunt, dribbling down her inner thighs. Her pussy made slurping sounds
as Charisma drove her huge cock back and forth between the soaked
labia. Absurdly, Tiffany thought she'd peed herself at first. Never
having had a pussy before, she wasn't sure how a wet one should feel;
the only remotely similar experience she could think of was pissing
herself, as she, a bed wetter, had done for the first eighteen years of
her life. It did feel a little like that, she thought, except that it
felt more like she'd pissed inside herself, rather than on herself,
although it also felt very different. It was unique--and sexy as hell.
The cock pounding her vagina also felt different than the one that
assaulted her asshole. The penis, large as it was--and it was huge--
moved easily inside her drenched pussy. She could feel the girth, but
more as a presence than as an invading force. It was a little like
sucking a dick; her sopping cunt, like a mouth wet with saliva, better
accommodated the penis than her asshole housed the smaller organ
plunging repeatedly into her rectum--but, again, the comparisons went
only so far, and being fucked in the cunt was different than being
fucked in the face. The similarities were sexy, Tiffany thought, but
the differences were even sexier.
While Charisma's larger cock ravished Tiffany's pussy, her smaller
penis assaulted her ass, plunging and retreating in unison with its
partner. The sensations of being fucked both fore and aft was
tremendously thrilling for Tiffany, as it was for Charisma. Their
having switched sexes, with Charisma becoming a male (or, since she'd
retained her breasts and feminine ass, a shemale) and Tiffany becoming
a female, was also tremendously exciting. The penis that thrust through
Tiffany's sphincter, plunging into her rectum, and withdrew through her
anus to lunge into the depths of her bowels again and again crammed her
ass, and the larger cock filled her cunt. Double-stuffed, she felt as
if she were being violated by two men, but she knew that only Charisma
assaulted her, and this knowledge was also a major turn-on.
Just as Charisma had told her, Tiffany had had no need to worry about
having her asshole lubricated; like her cunt, her rectum supplied its
own lubricating juices. Streams of fluid ran from her asshole, down the
backs of her thighs, just as similar rivulets coursed down the fronts
and inner sides of her thighs, courtesy of her sopping pussy. Like her
cunt, her sodden asshole made wet, slurping sounds as the smaller prick
thrust back and forth inside Tiffany's anus. The fact that her rectum
was supplying its own cunt-like lubricant, thanks to Charisma's magic,
was also incredibly exciting.
Charisma's penises continued to jab at Tiffany's cunt and asshole,
pumping inside the dual orifices as if they were pistons inside the
two-cylinder internal combustion engine. Each thrust drove Tiffany
forward on her elbows and knees, flattening her ass cheeks; each
momentary withdrawal allowed her frame to lurch rearward again,
jiggling her tits, and let her buttocks spring back to their normal
firm, round fullness. "Uhhh!" Tiffany moaned with each shove of the
pricks into her pussy and ass. "Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!"
While she was being brutally and savagely fucked in her cunt and her
ass, Tiffany was aware of a few sensations other than those that
resulted from these assaults on her body. She was conscious not only of
being repeatedly slammed hard, of her body being rocked forward again
and again under Charisma's lunges, of the penis stuffing her cunt and
of the penis stretching her asshole, of the sweat rolling from her
ribcage and tummy and breasts, of the juices of her cunt and her ass
trickling down her thighs, and of the orgasm building inside her loins,
but she was also aware of a tightening of her abdominal muscles, a
slimming of her waist, and a tapering of her hips inside the
constricting corset. She was aware that her torso was undergoing
physical changes much the same as her breasts, in enlarging to fill the
cups of Charisma's enchanted brassiere, had felt as if they were
composed of shifting, rolling jelly. The corset was changing her--for
the better, Tiffany hoped.
Charisma fucked Tiffany mercilessly, slamming her cocks home faster and
harder until her hips were just a blur of motion. She fucked her
visitor with an intensity of speed and force that would have been
impossible had Charisma been a mere mortal rather than a sorceress. Her
magic gave her superhuman strength and endurance, and she used these
attributes to her advantage in fucking Tiffany. Her balls slapped
against Tiffany's ass cheeks and perineum as Charisma pounded her
guest, banging her as fast and hard as she could make her own ass move.
"Uhhh!" Tiffany grunted. "Uhhh! Uhhh!" Orgasm swept through her like a
tidal wave, and she howled, giving vent to the terrible pleasure that
rocked her. Her cunt and her ass were awash in her juices. Streams ran
down her thighs, dampening the couch's velvet upholstery.
At the same time, a torrent of semen gushed from each of Charisma's
cocks, the thrashing penises simultaneously discharging the seed from
her balls, deep into Tiffany's vagina and rectum. More and more of the
thick, viscid fluid spurted from the dual pricks, rivers flowing into
Tiffany's cunt and ass. The warm, white liquid seed, opalescent as
melted pearls, seemed to flow for minutes before, at last, the flood
abated and the penises began to shrivel and soften and shrink inside
the respective orifices they filled. Charisma withdrew, allowing the
cocks to slide free of Tiffany's cunt and ass. A few drops of semen
trickled from the penises, glazing Tiffany's buttocks.
"Wow! That was some fuck!" Tiffany gasped. "I can still feel your
pricks, filling my cunt and ass."
"That's great," Charisma said, "except that you don't have a vagina,
not anymore."
Tiffany verified the sorceress' claim with a glance at her genitals. In
place of the cunt, clit, and labia, her own cock and balls had been
restored. She was no longer a female. She was a shemale again. Thank
God, she thought.
Charisma laughed. "I'd say you've earned these, wouldn't you?" As she
said "these," a pair of high-heeled shoes popped into existence,
occupying the couch beside Tiffany.
"Shoes?" Tiffany asked. "What do they do?"
"Put them on," Charisma suggested, "and find out."
Charisma took a shoe in hand.
"Wait," Charisma ordered.
Tiffany waited.
"First, take off the corset, so we can see what effect your wearing of
it has had on you."
With Charisma's assistance, Tiffany removed the corset. She stared at
her tummy. It was concave, as always, but the muscles were much firmer
and tighter. Likewise, her waist and hips were narrower. The magic
corset, like the enchanted brassiere, had altered her, transformed her.
Whereas the bra had increased the size of her breasts, the corset had
trimmed and shaped her abdomen, reducing the slight swells of fat at
her waist and hips and firming her muscles to make her even more
beautiful than she'd been before she'd tried on the garment.
"Like what you see?" Charisma asked.
"Love it."
Charisma smiled. "Now, try on the shoes," she directed.
"But my feet--they're size eight. They'll never fit into these shoes."
"Try them on," Charisma repeated.
Tiffany shook her head. Her feet were a size eight, as she'd said, but
these shoes couldn't be more than a size five. Her feet would never fit
into them. She glanced at the sorceress. Charisma's two cocks were
gone, replaced by her vagina. If Charisma could create a bra that
increased the size of its wearer's tits, slim and firm Tiffany's tummy
and hips with a corset, transform Tiffany into a woman, and change her
own sex at will, no doubt she could design size five shoes that would
fit size eight feet. She picked up one of the shoes, hesitating.
"Go ahead," Charisma encouraged her. "Try them on; they'll fit."
... to be continued....
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