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The changes that were the most troubling to me were the ones that
involved very specific fetishes, not that I was favoring any of the
transformations that I have experienced in the past few months, but it
was definitely the insane ones that kept my mind reeling whilst at work
and in my nightmares.
This curse was definitely getting the best of me, it was my affliction
and I was now living with it for months, I treated it as a disease, I
knew what had to be done to keep it under control, unfortunately, it met
that I only worked, and slept.
In the occasion that I slipped and allowed the curse to take over, I
dealt with the consequences.
The curse did have a flaw; it did not allow the same person to enable me
to engage in their perversion more than once. I discovered this whilst I
was transformed into a 3 ft black skinned pygmy woman, with my right fist
having a second vagina. After the 24-hour period was over, the same
weirdo fantasized about fucking a tentacle armed octopus woman with an
anus instead of a beak for a mouth.
I heard his thoughts but no transformations occurred; I really believed
at that point that the curse was lifted. I believed it so much that I ran
out of the house practically doing cartwheels! That was until I was
randomly transformed by some old dude walking his dog into the "me so
horny, me love you long time" Vietnamese hooker from some war movie that
was on several nights ago. I sucked his barely hard cock and balls for
hours, after that, he spent all night licking my cunt and spanking me,
followed by a finger fuck with his old index finger.
I began experimenting with the people around me that have accessed my
curse, and confirmed that I could not be re-cursed. This now meant that I
could relax and resume some sort of social life in the confinement of my
apartment since I fucked everyone in the building of 20 and its
surrounding buildings.
I still had to be careful since the consequences were always inevitable
and the outcomes were always the same, me transformed into any variety of
some perverts fuck toy for 24 hours.
With the constant working to block out any social activity in my life, my
work life was improving greatly. I put in many hours and was able to out
perform my peers; I did so well that I was promoted twice within the past
six months. Before this curse, I was simply a low-level manager, as of
two days ago that status has changed to me becoming the Vice President of
my division.
As I was leaving, one evening my boss Ben walked across the parking
towards me and began talking about a new proposal that was approved that
was going to save the company some money. He invited me out for a drink
to discuss some business opportunities. I was reluctant, but I knew that
this would be strictly business, so I gladly accepted. Instead of taking
two cars, Ben suggested that he drive and that he would drop me off on
the way back.
The first hour was generally all work, bland corporate bullshit planning
and more work for me to do since I was now officially the office
workaholic. I noticed that he was already a few drinks in, and that our
conversation was getting a little less business and more of a social
personal discussion. I made every attempt to keep it business, but he was
very persistent not to talk about work anymore. I slipped; I said to him,
"So are you married? Any family?"
That is when he began talking about his uptight prudish wife, how she was
such a fucking cold bitch. He began to tell me that she was a very well
kept cougar, who at the age of 48 decided to get her tits enlarged to
size 36DD and not even let him play with them.
That is when I felt the curse hit me! I knew that in 30 minutes, I was
going to be my bosses fucking wife and he was going to absolutely have
his way with me!
In a state of panic, I excused myself and made a run for the men's room.
I headed for the first open stall, locked the door, and sat on the toilet
seat. I looked at my watch; I was already in the first 2 minutes of the
curse that was beginning to transform me.
The changes always followed the same pattern, I began to either lose or
gain body mass, and then my skeletal structure would either shrink or
enlarge, followed by the new characteristics of what I was transforming
into.
As I was losing body mass now I became very accustomed to the changes. As
if I had a digital scale in my head, I felt myself get lighter, 195lbs,
165lbs, 135lbs, 125bs. From the position that I was seated on the toilet
seat my now size five feet lifted from the floor several inches, I knew I
was right around 5'5" from 6'1". The curse began to occur in the fullest
of its intention. My skin color was becoming tan, not ethnically colored,
but more tanning salon colored. My skin was becoming a bit leathery in
texture as I felt it age from my male twenties to a female in her late
40s.
I knew the protocol; I stripped my clothes off and stood naked as the
changes progressed. It was becoming more evident that I was aging, one
unusual thing that I noticed, is that as parts of me were aging they were
also correcting, my ass and hips swelled and sagged with my new age and
in seconds I was experiencing a magical liposuction procedure with ass
implants. I saw the development of a well-wrinkled tummy pouch,
immediately replaced by a tummy tuck. My tits began to grow downward they
easily stretched 10 inches down like old pears in a sock, then they began
to inflate into large 36 DD silicone monsters. My nipples even changes, I
could swear they looked plastic!
This woman had every known cosmetic surgery done to her, and now I was
experiencing them all in just a matter of minutes. Grey hair, dyed golden
blonde, nose job, crows feet removed, face lift, ear tuck, I felt my dick
and balls vanish only to be replaced by a very old hairy pussy, and then
I felt my vagina lips magically shrink, and reform into a clean shaven
vagina that had less skin. I had liver spots that appeared and then
disappeared.
The most astonishing change was the feeling of my lips deflating and
becoming very thin and fragile, and then suddenly they were being filled
with some sort of gel that made them the size of your average day blowjob
hooker! They were huge, I could see them jutting out below my new nose.
The transformations continued aging me and tweaking me, I took a survey
of myself to find that I was hot looking middle-aged woman. It was
obvious that I was enhanced through cosmetic surgery and that this body
was altered in many places.
I did feel much older than my normal self did, and the aches and pains of
this 48-year-old body that I have become were apparent.
I noticed as usual the curse accommodated me with a bag hanging on a hook
in the bathroom stall that I was in. I knew what I had to do, my body
acted on its own once more. I unzipped the bag and inside was a Prada
black wool skirt suit. I instinctively reached to the bottom of the bag
and gently pulled out a pair of French cut panties. The peach panties had
pearl embroidery on lace, I gently pulled them up my legs; the soft silk
excited my enhanced nipples. I adjusted the pink bow on the center of the
panty to my reconstructed belly button. The peach color accented well
with my fake tan.
I picked up the matching bra, and effortlessly encased my huge tits into
the cups. I gently felt myself up as if my new tits were trophies. I
looked down at them and noticed how well endowed I was, it was actually
quite impressive the amount of cleavage I really had.
Inside a silk bag, I pulled out a pair of extremely soft, ultra sheer
pantyhose made from the shiniest materials. I gracefully placed my foot
into each of the pre-shaped foots and rolled the material up my hairless
legs. I stood up an adjusted the pantyhose to above my hips and smoothed
the lace band perfectly around my waist.
I could not believe the amount of clothing that was still in the bag, I
pulled out a lace trimmed pink half-slip with a matching camisole,
followed by a silk v-cut pink short sleeve blouse.
Once I finally put on the skirt suit, I slipped on a pair of Ultra sexy 4
1/2" high strappy heels with a sexy black ankle straps.
The transformation was complete. I opened the door only to be cat called
by a few men in the restroom. I walked out with no care, and swayed my
hips out of the restroom. I ran my nails across some guy's crotch as he
tried to pass me to go into the men's room.
I headed back to the table over to Ben; he stood up and said "Lets Go."
He grabbed my hand tight and slapped me on my ass, others patrons in the
restaurant looked on embarrassed for me that I was treated like that.
I followed a few steps behind Ben, trying to keep up in my heels. As we
waited by the curb for the valet to get his car, he groped my ass from
under my skirt and camisole. He grabbed my pussy through the pantyhose
and panties and twisted it.
I squealed in pain, almost losing my balance when he released his grasp.
The car arrived, I was told by Ben to make sure, and give the parking
attended a view as I got into the car. I ungracefully entered the car.
Ben's intent was to embarrass me, and it worked.
Once in the car, I was ignored, you could cut the tension with a knife. I
reached over unzipped his pants, and gently pulled his dick out; I knew
this is what he wanted. While he was driving, I fondled his large cock; I
remembered seeing Ben in the locker room at our gym at work as a guy, his
cock was not as big as what I just pulled out. As I stroked him up and
down, it grew larger. This rock hard monster was easily a foot long and
two inches in diameter. I picked up a good rhythm and his breathing was
increasing, I stroked him with one hand while massaging my right nipple
with the other.
He enjoyed it. He then said to me, "Talk dirty to me, bitch."
I looked at him straight in the eye; while I was pumping him and began,
speaking to him in the filthiest a woman could ever talk.
I said, "How does that fucking feel Ben? I love your fucking cock!"
"Oh I am such a fucking whore, Mother Fucker I am so hot right now!"
Do you fucking love it Ben? Do you?" Let me pump that dick of yours
harder"
I began pumping him harder.
"Oh Oh, what a fucking cock slut I am. Ben I love your dick, the fucking
veins are so hot on your shaft."
Ben placed his hand on the back of my neck forcing my head to his crotch,
as I worked my torso over the center console I adjusted my self to have
my head between the steering wheel and his abdomen.
I surrounded the tip of his dick with my blowjob lips, and worshipped it
with my tongue. I paid particular attention to his "pee hole", exercising
my tongue directly on it. I worked my hand at the base of his cock
stroking him with very small up and down motions. I knew not to rush,
because Ben wanted it slow, my job was to give him the longest blowjob
that he has ever had.
I ever so slowly sucked and sucked his cock, each time taking it in more
and more. I became comfortable with his girth and I soon filled my entire
mouth down to the back of my throat with Ben's huge cock. He would twitch
is member every so often to let me know that he was pleased that I sucked
him in all the way.
Ben began to moan, I felt him tense up in my mouth, and before I knew it,
I was milking him of his cum. At first, it was a pre semen squirt, but
all of a sudden, I was swallowing loads and loads of his man pudding. I
jerked him off while I was sucking him down to make sure I got every
drop. When he was done, I cleaned him up nicely, and even licked his
balls as away of saying thank you for allowing me to suck him off.
After I put Ben's dick back and zippered him up, I sat back into my seat,
and checked myself in the vanity mirror. I did a quick lipstick fix, and
adjusted my skirt. I sat there silent while enjoying that mushroom taste
of cum in my mouth.
While sucking Ben's dick I had know idea as to where he was driving, once
I began to look around I realized we were back at the office parking lot.
Ben parked the car, looked at me, and said, "Get out." I did what he
said.
I followed him into the lobby of the office. We entered the elevator and
headed up to his office without even speaking to each other.
I followed Ben to his office and sat on his leather couch; Ben opened a
cabinet and fixed himself a drink. I place my hands between my legs an
spread my legs open so that he would have a view.
As he stirred his drink, he starred at me with a smirk on his face.
I began smelling rubber. It smelt has though it was coming from the
floor. Not the smell of burned rubber, but the smell of new rubber, likes
a new car smell.
I noticed that I could no longer move my feet. I looked down at my feet
and noticed that they were becoming inanimate; the changes quickly began
to ascend up my legs, passed my knees, and up my thighs. I felt my, my
vagina and anus follow suit and become very synthetic, it felt has though
I now had permanently formed holes that were made to accommodate anything
that any one could stick in me. The lower half of my body was now
completely rubber. I panicked and bent over to inspect my leg, as I did
so I grabbed my left leg and was able to bend it at the knee. I was
jointed, and from the clicking, that I heard it sounded like my bones
were made of plastic tubing now!
I looked up at Ben who just laughed. He said, "Since I have been with
you, you spent your time perfecting your body, and spending my money
doing so."
"Now I am going to help you preserve that body by making you my fuck
doll."
I was in shock! I knew that this was the curse, I was being transformed
into a rubber sex doll!
The changes now hit my upper torso, transforming my waist, arms, tits,
neck, and head.
Just as I was about to say, "Nooooooo," my lips formed an 'O'. I knew I
was now a complete real looking rubber doll!
Ben approached me from the front and started to laugh. My ability to hear
and see was not rubberized. Ben propped me up in my seat. He then knelt
down removed my heels and began sucking on my rubber toes through my
pantyhose. My head was tilted down and I was able to see his actions.
Ben reached to my waist and yanked down my pantyhose and panties. "Good
for nothing bitch," he said.
He adjusted my legs, practically pinning them behind my ears, being
rubber allowed him to position me like a turkey!
He pulled his pants off, whipped out his cock, and slammed it into my
hole! I felt it. I was rubber, no longer human, but felt it. Not like a
human orgasm, but more like a stretching orgasm. Somehow how the
attributes of the rubber made my whole body shutter with ecstasy.
As Ben pumped me, the orgasms kept building, like an itch that you could
not scratch. My eyes starred at him in bliss of terror. There was nothing
that I could do, except wait for this curse to end. He stripped me down
completely at one point and fist fucked my anus.
Ben positioned me on the floor facing up and fucked my mouth hole as if
it was just another cunt. The only thing I could see at this point was
the fronts of his belly go up and down as his dick thrusts squashed my
rubber head.
The next several hours I spent as his bendable sex doll being positioned
and fucked in every hole. When Ben was done I had his semen leaking out
of every hole, my whole body smelt of him and rubber.
He then stood me up in front of a mirror and spread my legs. I watched as
he grabbed my rubber pussy and pulled my pussy mound out, it stretched
like silly putty. My pussy was pulled out and shaped it to a form of a
penis, which he pulled and stuck into the O of my mouth. He grabbed my
nipples stretched them both back under each arm and pulled them to my
anus where he merged them together forming a plug before sticking it into
me.
He smiled at me, turned away, and left me there. I was stuck like this
until the curse ended.
The next day I was in my new corner office when I heard a knock outside
the door, it was my boss stopping by to say good morning. I am still
cursed; I now have one person not to worry about.
Angelica
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