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Attack! Of the psychic panties!
This is part 2 of the story, but if you like it, please feel free to
write your own "psychic panties" story. All I ask is that you follow the
basic premise, and have the words 'psychic panties' have an exclamation
point (!) in the title. I am planning on writing a few of these with
different panties that do different things, assuming I get feedback from
this one, there will be more. So if you like this, or have ideas for
other stories, drop me a line at [email protected] and put "attack!"
In the subject line.
Thanks! Mya
In our last episode: Ed discovered that the panties that he stole from
his girlfriend's roommate, christie weren't just pretty, they were
transformative! In an angry phone call, his girlfriend, monica told him
that she knew he stole the 'psychic panties'. Although she eluded to some
other things (that she was from a kinky, modified female obsessed
culture, and that the panties would eventually turn him into a slutty
bimbo slave play doll), Ed was a little preoccupied: he was in the middle
of a longtime fantasy that had become true right before his eyes. Thanks
to the panties our everyman Ed was a cute, busty, curvy tanned asian
shemale with a cock that went past her knees.....In the incomparable
words of Joey Lawrence, "Woah!" And now...
Attack! Of the psychic panties!...Part 2!
Laying back on his back, Ed put his enormous cock between his breasts and
titty fucked himself, letting his cock smack him in the face, licking it
as if it was the last thing he'd ever do. The waves of intense sensation
rolled over him. He was about to come. Cramming his dick in his mouth, he
wanted to come hard, and in bucket loads, and his psychic panties
obliged. His first three shots filled his mouth to over flowing. The next
4 covered his face, and boobs. She was immeasurably happy and exhausted.
The last thing she thought before drifting off was, this was the best
dream ever....
The sound of someone nearly breaking down the door woke him up. He didn't
even stop to think when he answered it, still covered in cum, wearing his
see thru pink mesh top, black stripper heels and ...The now invisible
psychic panties.
"Hello?" Ed asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes.
To say that the man standing in the door way was speechless was an
understatement. He licked his lips, and composed himself.
"Monica sent me. Can I come in?" he said, walking in before Ed could
answer.
"S-sure."
As Ed closed the door, he felt hot breath on the back of his neck. His
cock started slowly started to stiffen. "You must be noelle." The man
growled, his arms wrapping around her waist....
Noelle. That was the name that monica called Ed when she feminized him.
He originally suggested erica, or something that started with an e, but
monica insisted on noelle. She said she wanted a name that would take him
far, far away from his boy side. Besides, she asked don't you like the
name? It's so feminine.... The way she asked it got him hot. She
practically purred it.... Just the sound of the name got him hot. He
remembered the first time monica feminized him. She told him to sit in a
chair placed in front of a mirror. Then she walked up behind him. While
he watched, she tied his arms behind his head, and gave him one of the
hottest lap dances to grace a man's lap. She was amazing, moving slowly,
arching her back, rubbing her nipples on his chest, and then giving him a
wicked smile. At one point she stopped , mid motion. She got up and
placed a blindfold over his eyes. This girl was incredible. Then, inches
from his face she told him to inhale....
"You smell that?"
He nodded.
Remember that smell. He did remember that smell. It got him hard. Weeks
later she gave him another blindfolded lap dance, and she flashed that
scent under his nose. What was it?
"Open your mouth," she commanded.
That scent appeared once again, then something touched his lips. It all
clicked. Lipstick. From that point on, anything to do with lipstick,
seeing it, smelling it, or wearing it, got him so firm it almost hurt.
And he wore it more and more. In the house of course, but monica insisted
on it when they fucked, eventually calling him noelle....
Wait. Noelle?!? Ed thought....As the man nibbled on ed's neck and stroked
his belly, Ed realized: he didn't just have a wet dream about 'psychic
panties'... This was real! Before he could even say anything the man's
hands worked their way from ed/noelle's belly to his double d breasts.
The stranger's touch went from soft to strong, and Ed felt weak in the
knees. His fingers played with her nipples, as if they had a long on
going relationship. The shivers traversing her body. Tickling under her
arms as he licked her neck, cleaning it of cum. Pinching her nipples
brought a sensation from between her legs... Earlier, when playing with
himself, ed's pussy disappeared as her cock grew. Now, it seems, that
pussy was re-asserting itself...And was very, very excited.
Ed/noelle gasped as the man spun her around. He dropped to his knees, a
smile on his face as he pushed her back against the door, his hand gently
stroking her cock. The man took off his t-shirt, and revealed an almost
hairless chest. She inhaled sharply. He obviously heard her as he laughed
as he threw her cock over his shoulder, tilting his head to lick the now
glistening slit. He was turned on by his chest-- by him. Ed had never
even given guys a thought before. There was no question that he liked
only women....Until now. She couldn't help but be turned on by this hot
guy sucking on his pussy lips and stroking the base of his cock.
Noelle/ed shuddered. (S)he had never felt anything like his velvety
tongue on his clit....
"Mmm. And you taste like honey too." The mysterious man looked her in the
eye, smirking. "Those panties are pretty amazing aren't they?"
That he knew about the panties, was like a slap in the face. Noelle
stiffened and pushed him away with one of her platform heels on his
chest. He playfully fell to his back.
"Ooooh! Feeling dominant, are we? Heh. I like that. Want me to suck on
your heel?"
Ed/noelle ignored him, and walked over to one of the chairs in her living
room. She chose the one that she could sit on and feel the least sexual.
She wanted to know who this man was. How did he know monica and christie?
How much did he know about the 'psychic panties?'
"Who are you?" Noelle asked, as calmly as she could muster.
It wasn't as easy as she thought to sit in a non-sexual way when you are
a naked hot chick with an enormous dick.
"Me?" The man smirked. "I'm your fantasy. But you can call me mark."
He rolled over and slowly crawled over to Ed.
"I-i-i don't like boys," she stuttered.
"Don't you?" he said. He was confident. "Stop for a second and think," he
continued, standing up.
He tilted his head at an odd angle, and bit his lip with a smile. He knew
her. He knew what she wanted--needed. His hands rested on the top of his
jeans subtly playing with his fly.
"You feel butterflies in that cute little belly when you look at me,
don't you, baby? Huh? Yeah you do. Mmmmm-hmmm."
Mark's words were hypnotic. Ed did feel the butterflies. (S)he did want
him, and the feeling, the hunger seemed to be slowly growing.
"Yeah. I get you hot, don't i, noelle? Huh sweetie? You know I do. Give
in."
He unbuttoned the top button on his jeans as he spoke and slowly unzipped
his fly.
"I know you get me hot, you little minx. The second you opened that door
I wanted to tap that ass, mmmmmm. Goddamn you make me hot. Give in to
me."
As mark pulled out his dick, ed/noelle didn't even notice that she was
slowly rocking back and forth in her chair. He had a beautiful dick, no
doubt. Thick, long, maybe 8 inches. Her body was on auto-pilot. She felt
flush. She was entranced. Her cock while stiff as a board was shrinking.
Soon it was barely two inches. Her hands slid between her legs and her
french manicured nails slowly, lightly brushed her pussy lips.
"Give in, noelle. You see how fucking hard you make me, you little slut?
You do don't you? Can you feel that sensation in your mouth? You can't
fight it. You want my cock in your mouth, don't you, you fucking whore?"
Ed/noelle found herself nodding. A small moan escaped her lips.
"Like I said, i'm your fantasy. Give in. You've always longed to be a
cock whore haven't you?"
Ed nodded again and slid down to her knees. The words rung in her ears:
give in. Give in. Give in. Mark stood across the room. He hadn't moved.
It was ed's turn to crawl. It felt like there were hands on her shoulders
pushing her to the floor, but as soon as she was on all fours, she felt
relief. Or was it more? Completeness? Belonging? All of those things, but
on top of that, she felt happy. Giving in gave her tingles. As ed/noelle
crawled closer, she also noticed that she was changing again. Her hair
wove itself into braids with a bun in the back, business like glasses
formed on the bridge of her nose, and her ass and legs grew bigger. She
glanced down at her arms and gasped in joy... She was turning into an
african american. Ed's skin turned the most beautifully warm carmel
brown. Her pink mesh shirt turned into a smart tweed business suit with a
pencil skirt. This wasn't her fantasy, all the same, it was the giving in
that felt so good. The knowing that she could be mark's fantasy girl.
"Oh, yesssss. That's a good girl. You are giving in, aren't you?" Mark
said, practically drooling." You ready to take dictation?"
Ed reached mark's feet. She could hardly wait for her reward: mark's hot
stiff dick in her mouth. As she reached up for his cock, she noticed her
fingernails were now very long and red.. Her lips were getting fuller as
well. She caught a look at herself in a mirror in the corner of the room.
Even black she was smoking hot. She loved how her ass looked in the
skirt. She stuck out her tongue to lick his dick, and noticed her tongue
had grown in length too. This was all a dream. A beautiful, wonderful
dream. Mark told her to put her ass in the air..
"But I'm hungry!" she whined. I want to taste dick. Please? Don't you
want to fuck my face?"
"Ass up," Mark ordered, laconically.
She reluctantly complied, sticking her ass high in the air. Mark walked
around behind her and unzipped her tight tweed pencil skirt. After a
little pull the skirt gave way, suddenly melting into a garter-belt and
stockings, corset, bra and heels. Mark slid his hand between her legs,
she eagerly spread them for easy access. In the mirror, she saw the
pinkness of her pussy. It mad her wet to look at the contrast between
that and her pretty honey brown skin. He straddled her ass and teased her
by putting his cock at the edge of her pussy. Ed was climbing the walls.
She wanted to get fucked more than anything. What would it be like? Was
she a virgin? Would it hurt? Would she like it? In a second, mark slid in
her wet little hole.
"Uhhhhh..." Ed/noelle was speechless. It was as if she was melting into
the carpet. It was like that crazy way that playing with herself sent
sensation into unexpected places, but more intense. His hands grasped
ed's ample hips, and rammed her hard. She clawed at the carpet. It was so
overwhelming. Then... He stopped. Noelle felt lost. Why? Why did he stop.
She wanted more.
"Please don't stop, baby... You are such a good little cock slut, aren't
you?" He stroked her forehead tenderly. "And you need that big hot juicy
rod in the back of your throat."
"Mmmmm, yes please," Noelle mewed.
Mark grabbed her bun, forcing noelle to look him in the eye.
"Open your mouth," he ordered.
He spit on her tongue. Before, ed/noelle might have been disgusted by
this behavior, but now it just made her even more horny. Mark held her
head back as he slid his tool along her tongue.
Panty splash.
She had never sucked a dick before, and it was heavenly. It was so hot.
The temperature-- it was warm. She hadn't expected that. It's firmness
shocked her too. He shoved her head firmly into his cock as far as it
would go. He could smell the muskiness of his pubic hair. Another wave of
shivers. She instantly fell in love with the smell. Before she could
think, her mouth started to gag. He held her face steady. Her throat
pushed back so firmly, her eyes watered. She gagged again, gasping for
air thru her nostrils.
"No cheating, slut," Mark said angrily, plugging her nose. She struggled
to breathe. Her hands against his legs, she clawed at him. She could hear
him laughing as she fought. His cock jumped. It was a spasm. A warm,
sharp salty taste filled her mouth and throat. For a second, between her
gagging, she enjoyed it. As she passed out she thought...
Wow. I made him come....
Next ...Part 3
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