Witch Chronicles 001 A TG Witches Tale
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Thanks for the kind support everyone! Part Two is here. I'm aware that
dickgirls in the ordinary-girl-with-penis futanari sense aren't in the
least bit an original concept, but it's one I haven't often seen in
erotic literature.
As usual, all rights are reserved, all resemblances are coincidental, and
/d/ is for dickgirls forever! Special thanks to the reviewers of part 1,
and dedicated to the memory of /fic/ on the World4ch message board. Rest
in peace, /fic/.
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Chapter IV
Alice jolted awake from yet another erotic dream, and again, it was
fading quickly. It left little trace in her memory, save for a lingering
aftertaste of the now familiar arousal without satisfaction. With this
aftertaste, so to speak, she recognized the hard feeling of the new
appendage protruding from her pelvis. She was glad she'd stopped wearing
panties to bed, since this seemed to have happened invariably every
morning since...
She felt it harden even further, and a pleasant glow radiate from the
base as she thought back to her encounter with Elle almost a week ago, an
encounter that she suspected had entirely changed her life. Glancing to
make sure the door was locked, she sat up in bed against the pillows. As
she pushed back the covers, her penis, restrained underneath, bounced
happily to a fully erect position. She began to stroke it with a steadily
learning hand as she reminisced.
/
The first thing Alice saw when she opened her eyes was a royal blue patch
of sky through the skylight. It was blurred a bit by a euphoric haze not
seen with her eyes, but with her mind. She felt so wonderful, so right,
that she was not certain that if she walked outside, she wouldn't find
herself in Heaven.
Then she looked down, and with a horrific jolt, snapped back to reality.
She was still naked, but Elle was already dressed and fumbling in her
book bag for something. She noted with a more detached dismay than she
worried she should have, that she still found herself undressing Elle
with her mind, visioning the body that lay under those baggy, pocketed
pants and the babydoll tee. Such a pose, too, stooping to dig in her bag
with her ass stuck upwards in the air...Oh, shit! Alice felt herself
beginning to harden again when Elle's face lit up, and she stood up
holding a leather strap about a foot long.
"I see you're awake, little slut," she giggled, then walked over to
Alice. The blonde squirmed, testing the magic bonds, but they still held
fast, and even worse, she wasn't sure she'd want to escape. In fact,
being restrained seemed to be turning her on even more, and her cock
began to rise once again.
"Mmmm, turned on, aren't we?" Elle said huskily, and ran her fingers up
the underside of the shaft. It wasn't as mortifyingly pleasurable as it
had been in Alice's state of unanswered sexual longing, but it still
caused her to draw in breath sharply at the sensation. "By what, I
wonder? Anyways," Elle continued, "Now that you have verbally agreed to
it, I will now officially make you my slave."
"Wh-what?" Alice asked, her voice panicked. Then she remembered. The
words she had uttered...
At the realization dawning in Alice's eyes, the brunette smiled, and
brought the leather strap to her throat, wrapping it around gently, and
pulling it through the buckle. Once it was fastened, Elle ran a glowing
finger across the buckle. Her voice was nearly a whisper. "Now you're
mine. I might not contact you again this week; I'm a busy witch. But I
trust you'll stay true, and eagerly oblige when I make it known that I
want your cock. No," she said, smiling at the new fear that had entered
the blonde's eyes, "It won't be going away. Not until you learn firsthand
the humility of being a freak, of being different." And with that, she
lowered her face, and took as much of Alice?s now bulging cock as she
could into her mouth.
/
Alice moaned deeply as she felt a spike of pleasure and that familiar
warmth grow at the base of her shaft as she stroked. She'd not heard from
Elle in almost a week, though she'd seen the little witch in school...and
had almost instant hard-ons each time. It'd been so hard to ignore her
new cock that the past week had been filled with near-disastrous social
incidents, the worst of which had been when she'd come all over the
mirror of an empty bathroom. When she heard girls' voices echoing from
around the corner, she had had to scramble to pull her panties and skirt
back up, grab a wet paper towel and rub it down the mirror, pretending to
clean as two girls she recognized walked into separate stalls.
The thought of the fear of embarrassment she'd felt then was like an
aphrodisiac. She moaned again as the pleasure radiating from her penis
intensified, sending signals to the growing ball of desire in her chest
as she massaged one of her breasts. She took her hand off the cock
momentarily just to gaze at it, marveling at how big it was. She would
never admit that she actually liked it, but given the situation she was
in, she supposed she had little choice. It sure seemed as if it were
longer than it had been when she'd first grown it...
...In fact, it was! It had to be almost eleven inches now. In a sudden
surge of narcissistic desire, she wondered, what if...
In sudden inspiration, she turned herself around so that her back was
upside down on her pillow, her head was where her ass had been planted,
and her legs sprawled up against the wall. Then she pulled her legs back
over her...and her cock into her waiting, open mouth. She immediately
moaned at the feeling, remembering Alice's soft, hot mouth and throat
around her, and began gyrating her hips.
Then she tried sucking on the tip and tried to give a muffled cry: "Mmm,
gmmmd!" The growing desire in her chest raced to the tip of her cock in a
heartbeat, and she felt the surge of bliss, and tasted a fluid both sweet
and salty filling her mouth. She tried to swallow, but there wasn't much
she could do with her neck bent like it was, and the next spasm sent that
salty fluid out around her cock and dribbling down her cheek. Too clever
for herself by half, she tried to straighten herself to swallow, but that
pulled her cock, still spurting, out of her mouth...
Sighing resignedly as her passion abated, she sat up, and stumbled over
to the bathroom to clean herself up, wondering as she had the past few
mornings, whether today would be the say Elle would come for her again...
Chapter V
A subdued Alice Doxer walked into homeroom later that morning. Where once
she had stridden glamorously, she now walked doggedly along. What right
did she have to be admired when she had this...thing? It was just
beginning to soften from the bus ride. As roll was called, she tried hard
not to think about her mistress Elle as her erection went down, but she
caught a snipped of hushed chatter from behind her.
"Did you hear?" one girl whispered, "They say Sara Hart isn't actually a
girl..." Sara Hart...Alice could put a face to the name. Jet black hair
with bright blue eyes.
"Wasn't she caught doing...you know...in the bathroom?" another whispered
back, giggling.
"Well, that's just the thing! I heard she had a boy's..." The first girl
then whispered so low Alice couldn't hear, but she could guess. Mistress,
she wondered, what are you up to?
"Eww!" the other girl giggled, "That's gross! Really?" At this, Alice was
filled with dread. If she was discovered...it could be game over for her
here. Then again... Her dread of embarrassment caused her ears to burn
with a blush...and seemingly as one, her nipples and her cock tried to
press out against the fabric restraining them. Her cock, now, she was
worried about. It was getting longer. any longer, and it might begin to
stick out beyond her hip. Finally, first bell rang. Everyone stood and
began to file out.
As she stood at her locker, gathering her things, she felt it. A hand
slipped demurely in front of her and took hold of the organ that was
still straining against her panties, and Elle's voice came softly: "Meet
me by behind the gym at lunch." The gym? There was nothing but woods
behind the gym...but Alice could naught but nod her head in compliance.
Perhaps it was just for that reason Elle had chosen it. "El--Mistress..."
she wanted to ask about Sara Hart, but the slender brunette was already
walking away. Alice's shaft began to throb as hard as ever in
anticipation...
...And hadn't stopped when she rounded the far corner of the gym that
afternoon. The sun filtered down through the trees, seeming to light the
leaves from the other side, making them almost glow with their own light.
The beautiful forest atmosphere was broken by a low, moaning plea. She
looked over...and saw that there was a girl held fast to the wall, spread
eagled and naked, by invisible bonds. The only visible thing was a
whiffle ball on a strap in her mouth. The girl had black hair...and was
straining to thrust a penis of what must've been longer than a foot into
the air. Elle was standing not three feet away.
"Took you long enough," the brunette called. She was wearing a simple
white blouse and violet skirt today. Alice's own cock gave a particularly
hard throb at the sight, and walking forward, she peered at the captive
girl. Suddenly, she recognized the hung raven-haired girl. It was Sara
Hart.
"Elle, what..." was all she got out. Elle's eyes flashed, and she walked
over and backhanded Alice.
"Mistress," Elle said, her voice taking on that steely quality, "Address
me properly, bitch!"
Alice bowed her head. "Ah...s-sorry, Mistress. What is...?" She looked at
Sara.
"Oh, she's special..." Elle said, walking over to the moaning, sobbing
girl, who was still vainly trying to thrust her hips. "my best work to
date. She's just like you...except she has to have it every few hours, or
it just gets worse. I got the idea off a story I read on the internet.
This is what she gets for being caught." Elle ran her hands up Sara's
sides, and over her considerable breasts. "I've had her held up here
since early this morning, and she's twice overdue to come." At this, the
bound girl gave another moan, and drool began to roll down her chin with
the ball holding her mouth open. Alice felt, if even possible, her cock
harden further at the concept.
"Strip," Elle commanded. In no time at all, Alice's clothes were laid out
on the grassy forest floor. She turned back to Elle and found that she
had Sara on the ground now, on her back, in about the same position she
had been in on the wall. Elle turned to Alice, then, and placed a glowing
hand on the shaft of her cock. "Now, it wouldn't be fair, would it, for
her to be the only one to suffer desperation... Fuck her," she commanded.
"Y-yes, Mistress," Alice said, aware that something inside her had
shifted. She wasn't sure what, but wasn't about to spend too much time on
it. Sara's cunt glistened so invitingly at the base of her own cock.
Alice stepped forward, and out of instinct, or so it felt, she straddled
one leg as she lifted the other to rest against her body. It was so warm
and soft, and felt wonderful as she positioned her cock between the pale
girl's labia. Sara, who had been looking down at her, gave a fearful cry
through the ball.
"Oh, dear, this won't do..." came Elle's voice from somewhere behind
Alice, and the ball popped out of Sara's mouth, the straps undone.
"God, please!" Sara sobbed, "Oh, pleaaaaahn!" Her cry rose several
octaves as Alice slowly entered her. "Ohgodohgodohgod..."
"Humph," came Elle's voice once again as she stepped around, now naked,
to straddle Sara's face. "Now I remembered why I had her gagged in the
first place. Lick," she commanded, and gave a sigh, bringing her hand up
her sides and to her petite breasts as Sara complied, moaning into her
mistress' cunt.
So this is what she was doing all week, Alice thought, and felt a stab of
jealousy. She thrust harder and deeper with arousal and irritation,
beginning to moan softly at the gripping sensation. It felt sickeningly
arousing to be causing this girl such pleasurable agony, and she felt
that warm, tight feeling in her stomach rising quicker than ever. Elle
shuddered and cried out in front of her, unmistakably in the throes of
bliss, and the sight was enough.
"Oh, god!" Alice cried out as she thrust faster and faster. Sara was even
tighter than Elle had been, and was so very warm inside. Alice was so
close...so close. She looked on at her mistress, who had turned around
and was now baring herself, running her hands erotically over her body as
she continued to hump the captive girl's mouth. Finally, Alice could hold
it no longer. She tensed her body, preparing to explode...
...But it never came. She thrust as hard as ever, but it only fed her
arousal, raising it with her sheer desire to a fever pitch, just the same
as last week in the locker room, where she hadn't been able to truly come
with just her female part. But no matter how hard she thrust into this
delightfully hot and tight cunt, she couldn't come!
"M-mistress!" she gasped. "Why...why can't I...oh god," she tapered off
in a groan as her hips jerked involuntarily. She began to clutch the leg
she was holding up, how holding on for dear life.
"Mmmm," Elle moaned, "You feel it now...? I reversed the--aahn!--
genderal polarity of...your climax..." Elle's explanation was punctuated
with soft sighs as she was brought near the edge once again. "How do
you...oooh...like it?"
"Please, Mistress," Alice sobbed, "I can't...I can't come..." She was
beginning to feel a heat radiate from her own cunt, and imagined it was
probably dripping wet. Then, in a flash of desire as Elle lifted herself,
showing a strand of juice between Sara's outstretched tongue and the
brunette's shaven, parted lower lips, she understood. The raven-haired
girl began to yelp and moan wordlessly, tears streaming freely down her
cheeks. She needed it in her. Something. Anything. "Please," she begged
as Elle walked around behind her, "Please fuck me! Mistress...please!"
Her heart leapt as she felt something long and hot press against her
lower back. "Mmmm," said Elle huskily, "Fuck you? You really are a little
slut...aren't you?" When Alice gave only a moan in reply, Elle reached in
front of her and pinched her nipples hard. "Aren't you?" she asked.
"Y-yes!" Alice cried out as wonderfully painful shocks radiated from her
chest. "I am...I am a sl..." she sobbed, struggling with the shameful
word, "I'm a slut! A d-dirty...slut!" With that, she felt something press
against her cunt. It couldn't be! Had Elle...?
"People who say such things...get a reward," Elle moaned...and Alice was
immediately lifted out of Sara's cunt, her hands pulled and bound behind
her back as she rose, borne by an invisible force. She heard Sara cry out
as she felt the tip of the black-haired girl's shaft at her entrance, and
gasped as she felt another at her anus. And then, she was dropped.
Sara and Alice screamed in unison as cum began to squirt out of the buxom
blonde's pussy, and Alice herself shot out a long rope of it, splattering
Sara's face and the grassy forest floor almost ten feet beyond.
Electrical shocks of pleasure shot from her cock with each twitching
spurt, magnified by the wonderful fullness in her cunt and the painful
one in her ass. Elle continued to maul Alice's breasts, occasionally
running her hands over the blonde's beautiful curves. And as one found
her clit under her shaft in the midst of Sara's cum and began to rub,
Elle started to thrust herself slowly in and out of Alice's ass.
Alice began to moan anew as places she had never imagined were
stimulated, and began to work herself to where she could raise herself up
and down. There was no reason left within her, only the will to seek
pleasure. Elle moaned in response, and they worked together, thrusting
and rising and falling in time to each other. Elle's manual explorations
became less insistent and more eager, and she pressed her body against
Alice's.
The blonde moaned deeper as she felt Elle's wonderfully soft body against
her back, both slick with sweat, and felt Elle's thrusts moving her up
and down on Sara's cock. At this, Sara began to wake up. Finding her
hands free, she sought to do all she could for this girl who'd made her
come after so long, and grabbed her shaft and pumped.
This added stimulation was simply too much for Alice. "Mistress...I'm c-
coming!"
"Mmmm," Elle moaned, "You like that, you little cunt?" With this, she
thrust harder into Alice, patiently restraining her own climax.
"Yes! I'm so sorry..." she gasped feverishly, "So sorry I was... this is
so...so...Oh, yes!" Her last words came as a cry as Sara had sat up and
taken the sensitive tip of Elle's shaft in her mouth. "Yes! Yes!" Sara's
mouth was sucking in earnest, taking a little more into her with each bob
of her head, and was thrusting to that rhythm. Behind her, Elle began to
pant, and as one, they cried, and went into a twitching convulsion as
three cocks shot their loads. Alice was in heaven. There was no other way
this pleasure was possible. She began to see stars before whiting out
completely.
Chapter VI
A sun that three months ago would have filtered through the haze and
beamed red-orange light into the bus now shone still from a high arc
above them. Alice studied the suburban scenery that passed by, and felt
something warm and heavy on her shoulder, as well as a soft lock of black
hair fall across her chest. She and Sara had engaged in small talk at
first, but had begun to open up to each other. One wouldn't expect a
newly made friend to lean on her shoulder, though, but then again...
/
"Oh, god!" Alice cried out as she thrust faster and faster. Sara was even
tighter than Elle had been, and was so very warm inside...
/
Alice smiled slightly at the twitch she felt from her member at the
memory. Today had been interesting, to say the least. And what a long way
she had come. Now that she thought about it, she doubted she'd ever
questioned her own morality...or even what the standard of morality was.
Now, though, she had seen first hand what fear of the different could do,
and instead of worrying about herself, (or more precisely, how she could
get rid of her cock,) she was beginning to worry about other people, and
how her words and actions might be affecting them. It was getting to be
quite a discipline.
"I guess it's probably a good idea not to be seen around you," Sara said.
She had come up to sit by Alice only after half the kids were off the
bus. She had told her new friend and fellow sex slave that she got off
the end of the route, which was just as well for Alice, who got off at
the next to last stop. The only kids on now were either stoned or playing
games.
"Hm?" Alice asked, "Why's that?"
"Well," Sara hesitated, "You...being one of the most popular girls in
school, well, I'm...You've heard the rumors about me, haven't you?"
Alice, though, having already thought about this, had decided she liked
the raven-haired girl too much to do that to her. "No, it doesn't
matter," she said. "You're my friend. Not that I have much of a choice,
but..." She stopped and looked at the ruffled black-haired head on her
shoulder, and smiled. "Maybe I do. I've been starting to wonder if I even
care who people see me with, or what I'm doing. So don't take that
trouble." Then she muttered under her breath, "If anything, I'll be seen
as sympathetic..."
"But Alice..." Sara protested, but seemed to think better of it. "Are you
sure?"
"Not really," Alice admitted, "But then again, I'm not sure about a lot
of things these days. Here's my stop. See you tomorrow," she said,
standing up and swinging her bag around in front of her abdomen.
"See you," Elle echoed.
-
Alice snapped her pre-Calc textbook shut, and yawned, leaning back in her
chair. Never before had she considered not caring what anyone else
thought, about placing one person before her fans and other friends. Not
before today.
She was still in mid-yawn when the call came.
"Good evening, hon," came Elle's silky voice, and Alice gave a start. "I
hope you've charged those cellphone batteries."
"I have," Alice replied, "But wh..."
"Strip," Elle commanded, "Your mistress commands it."
Alice found herself working the buttons of her blouse as she held her
phone against her shoulder. "But...why?"
She felt the collar around her neck begin to tighten. "Don't ask
questions," Elle's voice warned. "But do...describe what you're doing."
Alice understood now. "I've just taken off my blouse... I'm slipping my
skirt down..." Elle's voice moaned in encouragement across the line. This
continued until the blonde was sitting in front of her mirror with her
legs parted, and she was stroking a semi-hard cock that was sending a
rush of chemical desire through her body.
"Now doesn't that feel nice?" asked Elle's husky voice. "Keep stroking
it...I want you to look at yourself, too."
"Mmm," Alice answered as the pleasure increased with the hardness of her
shaft, spiking slightly as she gazed at herself in the mirror. The girl
gazing back looked incredibly hot. "It's getting hard," She moaned,
"It's...Oh my God, it's even...longer than..." She stopped stroking for a
moment in wonder. At this point, she was sure could no longer cover half
of it with both her hands gripping it. From where it protruded from her
pelvis, it extended to not even an inch below her breasts, held up
against her stomach.
Elle's giggle chimed in her ear as she held it in her hands, the phone
held between her shoulder and her ear. "Now I want you to put it between
those luscious breasts of yours and rub yourself with them."
She had to bend her back a little, but she managed, pulling her member
towards her and cupping her breasts, holding it between them. She could
only moan as she softly fondled them up and down her cock. "Mmm," Alice
moaned, "They're really soft...and it feels...oh, they feel wonderful..."
She began to thrust her hips instinctively as she felt the feeling
coming, and gasping in inspiration, she wrapped one arm around both of
her breasts, and took the phone in her hand and held it to her ear.
"I...I wanna suck it," She told Elle, panting. "I wanna..."
"Hee hee," Elle replied, "You're a step ahead of me. You're shaping up to
be a good little slut." Here Elle gave a moan that clearly stated that
she was busy herself. "Go ahead."
Alice could really feel it now. It was stronger than it had ever been
just pleasuring herself. Immediately, she bent her head down, and it
easily reached the tip of her cock. She game a low moan as she licked the
sensitive tip, a moan that turned into a muffled cry as she brought her
mouth down upon it. With a terrible need, she began to thrust her hips
harder and faster.
Elle's moaning rose in pitch as she herself seemed to be nearing her
climax. "Now...mmm, finger yourself," she commanded,
"Pleasure...ahhn...your cunt!"
Taking her hand from around her bosom, Alice wasted no time in sinking
three fingers to the second knuckle into herself. Immediately, a burning,
passionate pleasure radiated from the harmony of her cunt and her cock,
one that consumed her as her climax came crashing down on her. She felt
herself spasm around her fingers, a spasm that echoed throughout her body
as her cock jerked, and she tasted that sweet, salty cum. The waves of
pleasure brought her higher and higher until she was sure she was dying
of the sensations. After the fourth shot, she screamed as she fell back
off her cock, "Oh, god!"
She kept fingering though. It just wouldn't stop! Spurt after spurt she
fired, each time sending spasms of nerve-wracking pleasure through her
body and ropes of her milky liquid arcing high in the air. Her back on
the ground, she arched, thrusting her pelvis in the air as lines of the
stuff crisscrossed her face. Her mind was long sense lost to the
pleasure, the misty fog that was halting her thinking yet sharpening her
senses. Her last coherent thought before whiting out was of...Sara?
To be continued.
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