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RABBIT'S FOOT KEYCHAIN pt. 3 By CCE CHAPTER 8 "And coming up next, a story about what you can do to save big money on your power bill!" "And we're out," the stage manager said from behind the camera. Darcy Johansen sighed loudly as her make up artist ran out and began to touch up her painstakingly applied eyeliner and lipstick. "Watch what your doing!" she said snippily as she batted her hand at the small woman who had the unfortunate assignment of doing the hair and make up for the bitchy but drop dead gorgeous star anchor woman on the channel 14 news. "Darcy, it's going great!" the director said to her as he walked up to the desk. "Of course it is" she said rolling her stunning green eyes. She had been the lead anchor for two years now since getting promoted from weather girl when she was 27. Her sexy looks, low cut designer outfits, and curvy knock out body had quickly helped channel 14 news move to the top of the ratings. Even though she was a pain in the ass to deal with, she knew she could pretty much do whatever she wanted as long as the ratings were as great as they'd been since she'd taken over the newscast. "We'll be back on in 4 minutes everyone!" the stage manager called again. Darcy checked herself in the mirror she kept under the news desk when her make up women finished. Her short, stylish ear length brunette hair framed her sexy face perfectly, and it should, the haircut alone cost over a thousand dollars. She reached down and adjusted her large breasts to show just the right amount of cleavage. She knew what the viewers were tuning in for. As she picked up her notes, she suddenly found herself thinking about her fianc?, Fredrick. He was a rich Lawyer, and she found no problem with the fact that she was marrying him strictly for his vast family fortune. It struck her as odd that he had popped into her mind, as she rarely thought of him, except when she wanted something. Most of the time he just got on her nerves. Darcy saw their relationship as a business arrangement. Sure, he was attractive enough, and she had no trouble spending his money, living the high life and bossing him around with the promise of occasional sexual favors. Her mind wondered to one such favor a week before her last birthday. She wasn't really into kinky stuff, or even sex as much other than a tool to get what she wanted, but she really wanted a new Mercedes for her birthday, so she had laid it on really thick that night. Darcy knew the car was as good as hers when she'd seen the look on his face when he walked into the bedroom to find her in a sexy ultra tight black teddy, black stockings and garters and six inch black high heels. She'd strutted around swaying her hips and ass, showing off her amazing legs in the tight stockings and garter belts, and putting on quite a show for him. It was weird, why the hell was she thinking about this when she was about to go back on the air? At the time, that night had seemed like a chore to her, but for some reason remembering it suddenly... and very vividly... was turning her on. She felt an erotic tingle in her nipples as she thought back on how she'd dropped between his legs and taken her tan D cup breasts out of the black frilly teddy (her tits had gotten her everything she wanted ever since high school), and slowly ran her hands over them as she leaned in between his legs. After leting him feel her up, pinching and tweaking her nipples for several minutes, she then took her ample breasts and wrapped them around Fredrick's hard dick, rubbing them up and down the length of it as she flashed him her sexiest smile and tossed back her hair from her pretty face. "two minutes till we're live people!" the stage manager yelled. Darcy could feel sweat breaking out on her forehead, and quickly dabbed it on the short sleeve of her top, trying to regain her composure. Her nipples were now rock hard, and pushed out visibly through her tight fitting top. Clasping her perfectly manicured fingers with their long red fingernails together on the desk in front of her reminded Darcy how she'd actually let Fredrick handcuff her to one of the bed posts on her hands and knees, her perfect, round ass sticking high into the air. She never let anyone do her doggy style (she found it incredible demeaning and uncomfortable), but she had really wanted that Mercedes. A trickle of sweat ran down the inside of her thigh as she remembered the sound of her ass slapping against his thighs as he'd taken her from behind. She'd faked her orgasm as he came inside her (with a condom of course), but thinking about it now, she was pretty sure she could really cum if the same circumstances were to happen again. "30 seconds!" Came a yell from behind the lights and cameras. She shook her head and blinked her eyes, trying to shake loose the bizarre thoughts. She squeezed her shapely legs together and realized that she was now very wet and warm beneath her expensive silk panties. "Were back!" The red on air light lit up. "Welcome back to Channel 14 news, I'm Darcy Johansen" she said into the camera, her sexy, husky voice and her famous smile working their magic as they always did as she quickly regained her professional on air poise. "Our lead story tonight is about my last birthday," she said, sitting up a little in her chair as she read off the teleprompter, a caught off guard by the words that were scrolling across it. "It seems that I really wanted my rich, trophy fiance', who I can't really stand, to buy me an expensive car. I dressed up in a skin tight and veeeerrrry slutty black teddy and waited for him in his bedroom." Her eyes began to widen, but she couldn't stop smiling and reading the impossible text that was flashing across the teleprompter. "I had on high heels, garters, the works. I looked fucking amazing of course. I gave him a long sexy show as I strutted around the room flaunting my tits and ass, and then a pretty fucking incredible blowjob and titty fuck, if I do say so myself." She was horrified at the words coming out of her mouth! What was happening? "I'm sure you fellas at home can imagine how good it must feel to have these whoppers wrapped around your stiff dicks?" she said happily while her mind screamed at herself to stop. No longer under her control, her hands reached up and roughly squeezed her ample chest together several times to emphasize her point. "In fact, if any of our home viewers are feeling their dick stiffening right now, feel free to pull it out and wank it to me while I continue the story." She smiled slyly and winked into the camera, her body now totally out of her own control. "After several minutes of gobbling his little knob, I let him handcuff me to the bed on my hands and knees, with my ass up in the air for him to spank." Desperately she tried to stop the words from coming out of her mouth, but to no avail. Worse, her hand was now beneath the desk and had begun to pull her skirt up her leg. Sweat was beading up on her forehead and in her cleavage. Not only was she aghast at what was happening to her... but she was horny like she had never been before! "Then, he took me from behind like a dog," she continued with a smile. Her finger was now rubbing the wet lips of her vagina through her imported silk panties. It caused her to let out a small moan and her eyes to flutter. Her pussy longed for a cock like it never had in her entire life. "I put on quite a show for him, tossing my hair around and moaning while he squeezed my big boobs, pinched my hard nipples and slammed into my tight, cleanly shaved pussy." Why was no one doing anything? The stage crew was just standing there like she was doing the normal news, and not putting on a live sex show for millions of people. "Let's go to the footage," she said. The monitors suddenly showed hi quality video of her, in the black teddy giving Fredrick's rather small but hard penis an enthusiastic blow job. It even switched angles, from behind her, to above her, and even to Fredric's point of view. As quickly as it had started, she was free. She let out a blood- curdling scream. As soon as she cried out, the whole newsroom went nuts. "What the hell! Get us off the air! Now!!" the director yelled out as test patterns took over all the monitors that had just been showing channel 14s lead anchor wrapping her huge breasts around a hard cock. "Wha... wha..." Darcy stuttered, in total shock and horrified beyond belief. She turned and ran as fast as she could off the soundstage and into her dressing room, past the shocked expressions of the other newscasters, stagehands and network people, slamming the door behind her and locking it, and then throwing her back against it to keep it closed. "What have I done..," she said aloud, utterly mortified and humiliated at what had just happened. Adding to her confusion was the fact that she was still very, very horny. "Hello Darcy!" Larry said, walking out from behind her desk on the other side of the room. "I'm your new boyfriend, Larry." The rabbit's foot dangled from a chain around his neck, and he squeezed it as he spoke. Darcy tried to respond, but the words would not come. Who the hell was this guy... this really cute guy, and how did he get in here? What did he mean boyfriend? He wasn't her boyfriend... She already had a fianc?... or was it her boyfriend... what was that guys name? That annoying guy with the small dick and all the money... She was confused to find that she couldn't even remember what his face looked like. Larry clutched the rabbit's foot and watched as the confused look on Darcy's face turned to a lust filled gaze focused right at him. She bit her plump red lip and started to sway her hips and run her hands up and down her stunning body. Wasn't she just really upset about something? She couldn't remember, but she did remember that she was really turned on. Instead of worrying, she decided she should do a strip tease for her new boyfriend. Maybe then he'd fuck her and she could get some relief. He was really hot, and she couldn't wait to see what he was like in bed. As she began strutting around the room in front of Larry, he decided that she'd probably be more fun if she were a bit less intelligent. She unbuttoned her shirt and threw it aside, revealing her large heavy breasts in their tight fitting black bra and her well defined, well tanned stomach. Her expensive college education disappeared from her mind as her shirt hit the floor. Her IQ would continue to drop with each piece of clothing she removed. With a wiggle of her voluptuous hips, she sauntered up to Larry and began sliding out of her skirt, slowly dropping it to reveal her long, sexy legs and her tight black silk panties. Most of what she learned in high school slipped away like her skirt. Larry sat down in a chair and she turned her back, running her hands through her short black hair as she threw a sexy look over her shoulder at him, bending back to give him a perfect view of her incredible ass. She backed up and grinded it into his lap, squealing as she felt his hard cock pressing through his pants and into her butt. Her voice sounded somehow different than normal, but she wasn't really too worried about it. "You like my big slutty ass?" she asked as she continued to rub it against Larry's crotch. Her voiced seemed to be higher than normal. "I love it," Larry said, giving her butt a hard, loud slap. She giggled, glad that her new boyfriend had complemented her. She wanted nothing more than to turn him on and make him happy. He slapped her again as she bent over more, leaving a large, angry red handprint across her stinging ass that sent electric shivers through her needy pussy. "Oooh, I love it when my boyfriend spanks my naughty rear." Her voice was easily three octaves higher than it had been before, making her sound like a total stereotypical bimbo. Darcy would sound pretty silly reading the news now, although as she turned around and unhooked her bra, wrapping it around Larry's neck, wiggling her big firm double D cup breasts in front of his face, reading big confusing words like she used to do on the news became a skill set she no longer possessed. "STOP" and "CAT" would be about as complex as she could get without clumsily sounding out things aloud. Turning around, she looked down at him and ran her hands over her large tits, stopping to slightly pinch her darkly colored, rock hard nipples, and then using her upper arms to squeeze her breasts together inches from Larry's face. She then let them bounce free, and ran her hands slowly down her stomach as he began to unbutton his pants. Sliding out of her panties and pushing them down her legs Darcy was excited to reveal her wet, clean shaven pussy to her hot new boyfriend. She stepped out of her panties, shaking them off of the ends of her high heels, as her IQ sunk even more leaving her a vapid, giggling, horny airhead. Darcy shrieked out with lust as an orgasm shook her body the second she pushed herself back onto Larry's huge cock. Orgasm after orgasm rocked her as she slid back and forth on his dick, her ass in the air as he took her doggy style on her dressing room desk. He reached up and mauled her breasts with his hands, roughly twisting and pinching her nipples, making her cum even harder with each stroke of his dick. Faster and faster, crying out like a porn star she continued cumming, until Larry finally reached an orgasm himself, shooting cum deep inside of her tight, throbbing pussy. Needless to say, Larry was more than pleased with his choice for a new girlfriend. CHAPTER 9 I could hear my cell phone vibrating on the table next to me for a while before it finally became annoying enough to wake me up from the weird dream I'd been having. Still half asleep I reached over and grabbed it, to see what the hell was so important. Bleary eyed, I could see that the small, pink cell phone was not mine. I snapped fully awake as I also realized the small feminine looking hand holding it was not mine either. "Oh fuuuck me!" I exclaimed as I jerked up and ripped the covers off of myself. My voice was the high pitched voice of a teenage girl. That was no dream last night. Larry really had a magic rabbit's foot. He really had been using it to get girls, and get revenge on other guys by turning them into girls... and he'd done it to me! Mouth agape, I stared down at Jesse West's very female body. As I sat up in the bed, pushing aside the white, flowery sheets, I watched as my chest jiggled slightly in the tight pink push up bra I wore on my shapely chest and unbelievingly ran my hands down my soft, smooth, well defined stomach stopping just above the matching pink bikini style panties that covered my crotch. I slowly moved both of my hands to the inside of my thighs, almost afraid to continue my exploration, and then quickly moved on to the soft female mound that was now between my legs. My eyes went wide as I found my familiar penis and balls missing, and instead touched the lips of Jesse's vagina through the tight pink panties. I was definitely a girl! "Jesse, your late for school!" a female voice yelled from outside the closed door (that had a poster of Johnny Depp on the back of it). I guiltily yanked my hands away from my crotch, startled, and leapt out of the bed. I was in a large bedroom, with nice furniture, a big TV, computer, and tons of clothes and girly stuff everywhere. It had to be Jesse's room! Somehow, I'd ended up in her bed! "Jesse, what are you doing? Did you hear me?" The woman yelled again, this time from directly behind the door. I assumed that it must be her mom. "Uh..." I started to answer, but stopped because it sounded bizarre to talk and hear Jesse's breathy, high pitched voice coming from my mouth. I tried to gather myself as best I could. "Uh... ok. Sorry, I'm just uh... getting ready." Hopefully that would buy me a little time. The last thing I wanted to have to do was interact with her family... or go to school! "I have to get to the work Jesse. You better hurry up though, your ride will be here soon." The woman's voice came again, and I breathed a sigh of relief as I heard her walking away from the door. Then her footfalls stopped. "Oh yeah!" she added. "Your friend Larry called for you. He said he'd text you, and you should check it. Have a great day sweety!" Larry! I grabbed for the phone on the nightstand and checked the text. "Hey JESSE" It read, her name in all caps. "Having fun? You should never have pissed me off last night, but I am forgiving. As long as you show up to school today, I'll probably find it in my heart to forgive you... but if you don't you might as well get used to sitting down to pee haha. I want you to go to Jesse's classes as well. I'll find you at some point." Great, I not only was I stuck as a girl, but I had to show up at school like this AND go to Jesse's classes? Why was Larry doing this to me? I turned to look around the girlishly decorated room, staring at the stuffed animals and posters of male movie and pop stars, wondering what the hell I was going to do when I noticed a large full-length mirror mounted next to an open door leading to a bathroom. I had to admit I was pretty curious as I cautiously approached it. Jesse, or I, was gorgeous. Standing there in nothing but a bra and panties, Jesse's body looked sexier than I'd even imagined it would, all those times I'd fantasized about her at school. It felt awkward staring at her, like I should glance away nervously, still unable to fully accept that it was myself I was seeing in the mirror. I ran my hands up to my face and moved closer to the mirror, staring at my intense green eyes with their lengthy, lightly colored eyelashes that tickled each time I blinked, and brushed my long curly red hair back out of my face and over my pale, slightly freckled shoulders. I could feel it against my bare back, hanging down around my small, athletic but very shapely frame, all the way down to just above my ass. It felt weird to be so much shorter, as I'd guessed I'd lost a good 8 or 9 inches from my previous height of 6'1. I reached back and put my hands on my butt, slowly squeezing the high, firm but soft ass cheeks. I'd always loved looking at her amazing shapely ass in those tight jeans she wore as school, that there was no way I could resist feeling it up now that I had the chance. I couldn't tear myself away from gazing at my new face, the deep green eyes, the high cheek bones, the small pert nose, the big, soft pink lips (the term "DSL lips" popped into my mind as I remembered how they'd felt wrapped around my penis just last night, and I quickly tried to forget it). My hands ran back and forth along my thin waist to the soft, round curves of my hips. Jesse could easily have been a model if she wanted, I thought... Or I guess, I could easily be a model. My green eyes widened as my hands found their way inevitably to my chest. I cupped Jesse's boobs and squeezed them, deepening the cleavage in the pink, slightly padded bra that held them tightly together. Slowly, I pulled the bra cups down and slid it beneath my chest as my breasts bounced free. The cleavage fell away as they separated from the constraints of the bra, each standing firm, perfectly shaped and very perfectly sized for Jesse's petite frame at just a handful each. They stood defying gravity almost at the same height they were with the bra on. The small pink nipples were surrounded by rather large areoles, and the entire breasts soon become covered in small goosebumps as they were exposed to the cold air of the bedroom. I unclasped the bra with a little trouble (I couldn't help but notice a tag on it read "Victoria's Secret-32 C while I struggled to get it off) and dropped it to the floor in front of me. I cupped the bare, pale flesh and lifted my breasts from beneath, squeezing them together and watching amazed as they formed a deep cleavage, and then letting them bounce free and watching them jiggle. A surprised gasp escaped my lips as I touched the nipples with my fingers, causing me to yank my hands away from the intense and strange sensation of my nipples quickly became erect, both popping forward and out. I reached up and cautiously touched my index fingers to them, taken aback at how sensitive the very female nubs were, and how good it felt as I gently brushed the palms of my hands over them and traced my forefinger around the outline of the large, bubble gum pink areoles. I looked away from my breasts and back into the mirror at the amazing sight of Jesse West, topless, squeezing her high perky breasts and playing with her nipples. I stared at myself, finding it easy to make a sultry expression, like the models on the internet I often perused late at night did, and licked my lips slowly, the lower one, then the upper until they were slick and shiny. I was enthralled by the feel of my large, sensuous lips against my tongue as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked like a fucking wet dream! I felt a warmness spreading over my alien body that was very odd, but somehow familiar. I was getting horny... really horny! It was a bizarre situation, looking into a mirror and getting completely turned on by my own reflection. As stupid as this was, considering the pressing matter of needing to figure out how the hell to get to school and get Larry to give me my body back, I was getting so worked up that I just couldn't stop. Tentatively I reached one hand away from the growing pleasure of kneading my breasts, and slid it down to my crotch to confirm what I had begun to feel between my legs. The tight fitting panties were hot... and wet! I really was worried about how the hell I was going to get my body back, and yet, I couldn't keep myself from sliding my panties down my long, soft legs, and reaching through the small, neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair (I was definitely a real red head!) to the soft, wet lips of my very female sex. I probed the opening of my new sex with my finger as I dropped back onto Jesse's soft bed. I was pretty inexperienced, just losing my virginity to Molly less than 24 hours ago, so I was still fairly new to what feels good to women, but in my current situation it was pretty easy to figure out. I raised one hand back up to my jiggling, sensitive breasts and pinched each of my erect nipples as I began to stroke my clit, gasping as I delicately fingered the tiny but amazingly sensitive button. Faster and faster my finger went, my breathing speeding up as the sensations intensified and a very female smell of sweat and sex filled the room. I had to bite my lower lip to stop a high pitched moan that that was escaping my lips. I dropped the hand on my breasts back between my legs and I carefully spread the wet lips of my new sex with one hand, while sliding the small, delicate middle finger of the other inside myself. The sensation of penetration was like nothing I'd ever felt before. It was so different than masturbating in my real body, but it felt equally pleasurable and possibly even more intense. I mind raced as I imagined myself in my own body, sliding my penis inside of the tight, wet space my finger occupied. I imagined lying atop the body I now possessed, thrusting into it over and over again. At the same time though, an image of someone else laying a top my now female body popped into my head. Someone large and strong, filling me up inside. Sweat soaked my body as my hips started bucking and a warmth started to well up deep in my stomach. The feeling grew and grew, becoming more intense as I continued to fuck myself with my finger faster and faster, using my other hand to rub my clit in small, quick little circles until the sensations finally peaked. "Fuuuuuuck!" I couldn't help but yelling out as my body shook with an utterly intense and utterly unique orgasm, unlike anything I'd ever felt before. My tight pussy spasmodically clenched on my finger as it continued for what seemed like several minutes of pure ecstasy. Finally the waves of pleasure subsided and I pulled my hands back from spasaming crotch, lowering my sweat soaked hips and collapsing on the bed, my long red hair sticking to my sweat soaked shoulders, face and heaving breasts. "Jesse, you up there?" a male voice yelled from what sounded like downstairs. I jumped up out of the bed, almost falling from the awkwardness of my shorter legs and strange new center of gravity. "Don't come in!" I screamed, as I frantically looked around for something to cover my nude body with. I grabbed a small towel and wrapped it clumsily around myself. I could hear footsteps climbing a staircase. I ran into the bathroom and slammed the door and locking it, wincing as the towel rubbed roughly against my very sensitive nude body. I glanced at myself in the bathroom mirror, wild red hair all disheveled, sweaty but still a total knock out. I reeked of sweat and female sex. There was no way I could let anyone see me like this! I heard the bedroom door open and someone walk in. I quickly turned the shower on. "Jesse, come on, it's JT. we're gonna' be late for school!" the deep male voice said from right outside the bathroom door, as whoever it was tried the handle. Shit! JT Anderson! That was Jesse's boyfriend! He was kind of a rebel at school, known for partying and being a badass. I didn't really know the guy, but he always seemed like kind of a meathead to me , and I really did not want to have to deal with him while I was stuck in his girlfriend's body... even if he was kind of cute, with his well muscled body and sexy, shoulder length blonde hair, scruffy facial hair, and broad shoulders Wait... there's no way I just thought that about a guy like that! I splashed cold water from the sink across my face to try and get a grip of myself. "I'm showering, give me a minute," I yelled as I jumped into the shower, grabbing some soap to try and quickly wash the musky female smell off of myself, trying hard to ignore the pleasurable feeling of running my sudsy hands over my sexy body, still sensitive from the incredible orgasm that had just rocked it. I needed to concentrate on getting out of this, not wasting any more time molesting myself, no matter how good it felt! "Hey come on, your mom's gone, let me in!" I heard the doorknob jiggling. "Just wait a minute!" I screamed as I got out of the shower and quickly toweled off. Luckily, there were clothes thrown everywhere in the bathroom. I dug around, looking for something to wear that wasn't a skirt or low cut jeans. Finally I found a pair of fairly modest (but pink...) panties and some sweat pants and slid into them. I grabbed a large grey hooded sweatshirt that said had a skateboard logo across the front and put that on as well, rather clumsily as my wet hair kept falling down all over me, in my eyes and soaking me. I finally tied it back with several multicolored rubber bands I found by the sink. It still swung around like crazy every time I moved or turned my head, but it wasn't as bad with it out of my face. "Come on babe, let me in!" JT yelled, knocking angrily at the door. "Just wait, I'm getting dressed," I said as I slid on the sweatshirt over my head and looked at myself in the mirror. The sweatshirt clung at my chest, clearly showing the shape of my tits. Plus, is scratched uncomfortably as I moved against my very sensitive nipples. Shit! I was going to need a fucking bra. "Geez, when did you get shy all the sudden," he replied, and I could hear him walk away from the door. I dug through a large pile of clothes, throwing aside a few different colored frilly looking bras and finally settling on a spandex sports bra. "Just hold on!" I yelled, as I struggled into it, putting it on like a shirt and then pulling it down and scooping each of my breasts into it, and then pulling the sweatshirt back on. As much as I wanted to avoid JT, he seemed to be my only hope of getting to school on time, as I had no idea where I was or how Jesse normally got to school. The last thing I wanted was to walk around with Jesse's boyfriend, or go to my high school as a girl, but I really had no choice but to do what Larry wanted if I was going to get my own body back. I slowly opened the door and peeked out, sighing in relief as I saw it was empty. JT must have gone downstairs. I needed to find some socks and shoes, and hopefully some kind of hat or something to help deal with all this annoying hair. I walked over to the closet to take a look. "Hey beautiful!" I jumped as I was suddenly grabbed from behind. I let out a quick, girlish scream as I was spun around by someone much larger and stronger than myself. JT grabbed my shoulders and pulled me up and forward. Before I could do anything he was kissing me! I tried to say something in protest, but as soon as my mouth opened he jammed his tongue into it! I wiggled, but his strong arms held me tight. His hands slid down the back of my sweat pants and squeezed my ass, pulling me against him and pressing what I realized was his rather large, hard penis poking through his pants against my stomach. A shock went through my body as my breasts were mashed against his strong body, and a familiar tingling warmth stirred in my own pants. I realized with horror as my tongue swirled against his that I'd began to actually kiss him back! I twisted loose from his arms, shocked at the mixed feelings struggling in my brain. "Hey, what's your problem, Red?" he asked, clearly annoyed. JT was easily over 6 feet tall, and very muscular. I was much, much smaller and weaker in Jesse's body. It was intimidating... and also, for some disturbing reason, strangely exciting. "Uh... sorry," I stammered, trying not to look at him. "You scared me." "Ah I'm sorry baby, here let me make it up to you" he said with a smile as he reached out for me again. I tried to move away and he grabbed at me, his large hand squeezing my left breast before I could twist away again. I tried to ignore the tingling where his fingers had groped my chest as I ran to the closet and looked and began looking for some shoes. "Come on... let's just go," I stuttered, flustered at the horrible situation I'd been put in, and at how my body was reacting. "We're... we're gonna' be late for school." CHAPTER 10 One hour earlier, Monday morning: Larry woke up in the large comfortable bed and rolled onto his side, throwing off the high-priced silk sheets. He smiled and ran his hands slowly along the stunningly attractive body of the, tall, naked teenage girl lying asleep at his side. Josie Delson, the girl whose house the party had been at last night, and who's parents bed Larry and her now resided in, was easily one of the most attractive girls Larry had had his way with last night. Her long coltish legs were partially wrapped around his, and she reeked of sweat and sex from the night's activities. Her lengthy blonde hair partially lay on Larry's chest and he brushed it off of himself as he rolled over to look at the woman on his opposite side. As he turned, he began running his hand along the firm, toned stomach of the attractive, well tanned middle aged woman curled next to him, down to the small patch of blonde hair between naked thighs. He smiled and she awoke as he squeezed the rabbit's foot that hung from a chain around his neck. During the evening, he'd come up with the idea to make it so he could use the foot just by gripping it and thinking the wish, and now he did just that. Marsha Delson, Josie's very attractive 41-year-old mother immediately smiled and slid down between his legs. She laid her head in Larry's lap and began to slowly lick his large, semi-flaccid penis. She tossed her long blonde hair out of the way and looked up at him as she rose onto her knees and elbows so she could work him with her hands as well. Her very large (and very expensive) breasts hung down enticingly and the view quickly brought Larry's cock to full attention. Larry remarked aloud about how much her daughter looked like her, especially now that she was sporting the same large C cup implants as her mother. She tried to agree, but her words were garbled due to the fact that she was deep-throating Larry's dick at the moment. At first, Larry had actually been quite taken with Josie's small, well shapen A cup breasts on her long, thin body the first time he'd had her in the middle of their living room, but after he met her Mom, he couldn't resist giving her a matching pair of implants, just like the ones her rich mother sported. The family resemblance was now perfect. Josie began to stir as Larry reached over and felt up her new much larger tits, kneading the firm implants through the tightly stretched skin. She moaned a bit as he pinched her nipple, and soon she was sliding down between his legs as well, to give Larry a mother/daughter wake up blowjob. "Monsieur, I have brought you fruit and breakfast," a girl said in an exaggeratedly high pitched French accent as she entered the large bedroom. She was very short, and her ridiculously curvy body was poured into her tiny, super tight French maid outfit. She expertly carried a heavy tray of fruit and food as she strutted across the room in her high heels, her huge, fleshy breasts bouncing with every step, large erect nipples pushing through the tight, thin material of her uniform. "Thank you Kent. Why don't you sit on the bed here next to me and serve it, while I get a blow job from your girlfriend and her mom here," Larry said, hardly even looking her way. "But of course sir," she said with a smile, sitting on the bed next to him. She took out a small fan and began to wave it at him, cooling him off as she slowly fed him fruit from the tray. Larry slid his hand beneath her soft ass cheeks and began kneading them in synch with the slow, luxurious blowjob that Josie was currently performing on him. Larry leaned back and put his hands behind his head, enjoying the sensation of Mrs. Delson's mouth slowly sucking on his balls as her daughter worked his penis. He closed his eyes and smiled as he remembered all the fun he'd had with the rabbit's foot at the party last night. After he'd taken care of Christy's (now) tiny dicked, big titted boyfriend James, he'd had to set his former friend turned buzz kill Steve straight. Now that had been something, seeing Steve suddenly come to in Jesse West's body! He'd freaked out and started trying to attack Larry, but a few wishes later and he, or she rather, had passed back out and was being taken home by her girlfriends who thought she'd had too much to drink. He could easily leave Steve that way until he'd learned his lesson, as Larry had made everyone think Steve was away on an oversea exchange student program. The real Jesse West was now happily running around the neighborhood as an orange cat who couldn't even remember that she'd been a teenage girl hours earlier. He was looking forward to checking in on Steve this morning to see if he'd gained the proper respect for him yet... and to find out what kind of awkward shit he'd had to deal with spending the day as a teenage girl with raging hormones. "Pass me my phone, Kent," Larry said to the maid, who stopped feeding him grapes and picked up his phone of the nightstand, which was easily in Larry's reach. "Here you are monsieur," she replied with a sexy smile, brushing her long black hair aside and handing him his phone. "Thank you, babe," Larry said, reaching over and roughly squeezing her large firm left breast and giving the large nipple a rough tweak. She smiled as she went back to her fanning and feeding him fruit. He sent a text message to Jesse's phone to make sure Steve showed up at school today for some more fun, and then leaned back, closing his eyes and enjoying the 3 gorgeous women's services. He continued thinking back over the rest of the amazing night he'd just had. After dealing with Steve, the fun and games had really kicked into high gear. Larry had gotten pretty turned on from using the rabbit's foot, and was pleased when he stumbled upon two really hot girls, one brunette and one blonde, making out hot and heavy with their boyfriends on a pair of couches in another bedroom of the huge, expensive house. The two boys suddenly found themselves alone together on a couch in another bedroom. As soon as they made eye contact, they became uncontrollably sexually attracted to each other. Larry had made it so they would stay that way for the following 2 hours while he had his way with their girlfriends. He them proceeded to bang each girl several times in a variety of wild positions (his sexual stamina was now limitless) and then, after he was satisfied, decided that they would make sexy lesbians, and that they should fall deeply in love with each other. It was fun at first as he'd cranked up the babes libido's and watched them begin to go at it, greedily groping each others soft teenage bodies as they deeply kissed. Soon though, he grew bored, so to spice things up he decided to regress the blonde girls shapely C cup boobs by backwards by 5 years or so. It was fun watching them shrink back through puberty to cute, almost non existent bumps with tiny, feelingless, boyish nipples. At the same time he added her former endowment to the brunette girls already ample chest. They rolled around on the couch together, still kissing while the changes took place, not even noticing their new chests. The blonde, now flat as a board but otherwise perfect, sucked on her lovers huge E cup breasts, and twisted and tweaked the extremely large, ultra sensitive nipples. The two girls wouldn't notice the changes until the next morning, and would remain in lust and love with each other for the rest of their lives. As he walked out of the room, a cool idea came to his head as an afterthought, and he made sure that both girls not only would be completely embarrassed of the changes to their chests, but they would be jealous and sexually infatuated with their lovers boobs (or lack there of). One girl with constant back trouble, the other having to stuff socks in her bra. What a fun couple! After that, he'd walked around the huge crowded party and began just randomly fucking with people, feeling more and more like a god with every wish he made. A pretty girl who looked to be in her early 20s wearing tight white pants walked by and cracked a beer that looked good to Larry, who was pretty thirsty after all that sex.. As soon as the girl began to take a sip of her beer, she was surprised by a quickly spreading warmth between her legs as she began to uncontrollably urinate in her pants. With a thought from Larry, her bladder had reduced to that of a 6 month old. He grabbed the beer out of her hand and took a sip as she ran to the bathroom trying to cover the spreading wet stain. He laughed out loud, thinking how she wouldn't be wearing jeans that tight for several more years unless she wanted people to see her adult diapers, at least until her bladder and muscle control aged enough that she could poddy train herself and begin to wear start wearing her big girl panties again. An attractive couple walking by the girl Larry had taken the beer from hooted, laughed and pointed when they noticed her predicament as she hurried by them on her way to the bathroom, a still growing wet stain darkening her white pants. They both stopped laughing though as Larry focused the rabbit's foot power on what was in each of their underwear, regressing them as he had the girls bladder. They both shifted awkwardly and adjusted their pants, trying to figure out what the strange feeling was as hair disappeared and flesh became much, much smaller and younger, tightening and shrinking until they were each sporting the version of their genitals they'd had at age 2. Hopefully neither of them were planning on having sex again for quite some time, because at the stage Larry left them at they both had a lot of growing up to do before either of them would be even remotely adult where it counted for such activities. He sipped on his beer and scoped the crowded party out. People mingled everywhere, laughing and talking. Larry spotted a stunningly exotic and sexy Korean girl with short black hair walking towards him in a tiny red sleeveless top and super tight low cut blue jeans. She was tall and stacked, and as she passed Larry's mouth actually fell open when he got a view of the sway of her long legs, curvy hips and her traffic stopping bubble butt. Larry decided that it was seriously a world class ass as he watched it wiggle back and fourth with each step of her high heeled shoes. The pants were so low cut that you could clearly see her black thong panties and the enticing top of the crack of her ass. "Shiiiit!" An obviously drunk guy with long, dirty hair and a truckers hat on standing next to Larry yelled out as she walked passed him. He elbowed Larry, causing him to spill a little of his beer on himself. "How'd you like to get into her pants man? Godamm!" he yelled into Larry's ear as he blatantly ogled the girl. Spittle sprayed the side of Larry's face, and he could smell the guys gross beer breath. "You'd like to get into her pants huh?" Larry asked him. 'Fuck yeah I do! Who wouldn't?" he replied with an enthusiastic slurr and too hard a slap to Larry's back. Stumbling in the high heels he now wore, the drunk guy spilled his entire beer onto his own shirt. He was now literally in her pants, wearing the exact same high heels, designer low cut jeans and black thong panties as the Korean girl, and they clung just as perfectly to his body, which was now the mirror image from the waist down to that of the girl he'd just been admiring. Larry had thought the wish out very carefully, to make sure that it was a perfect copy down to the very smallest detail. The guy even had a cute, identical mole just above the small, jet black, carefully shaven landing strip of pubic hair above his vagina. In fact, even the tiny gold ring that pierced his small, sensitive pink clitoris (just like the one the girl wore, that had been given to her as a valentines day gift from her boyfriend) was a perfect copy. He wouldn't notice it tonight, but when he woke up in the morning he'd have more than just a bad hangover to deal with. Larry also decided to make it so that anytime his "half a twin" sister had any kind of sexual experience, the drunk guy would feel every sensation in his matching pussy that she did, no matter where he was or what he was doing. He also gave the Korean girl the obligatory libido boost to make sure that she would be giving herself a lot of extra attention down there. That definitely would sober that clown up if somone was lucky enough to hook up with that chick tonight! Larry then descended the stairs and headed towards the blasting music and the crowded dance party on the main floor of the huge house. A really tall college guy dancing with his much shorter long time girlfriend was rightfully alarmed as he began shrinking until he was the same height as her, just barely 5'2. Neither of them could say anything about it or react, and just kept dancing, even though he kept stumbling in his now ill fitting clothes. His basketball game would never be the same, but to make up for it Larry added his lost height to his penis, which was now over a foot long. He also made it so his girlfriend's vagina would always be as tight as it had been the night she'd lost her virginity to him years ago, and she would even re-grow her hymen after every time she had sex. They would have a very interesting experience the next time they slept together. A slightly overweight, but cute girl with short, bleached blonde hair and big tits noticeably on display in a tight tank top who bumped into Larry was given a completely upturned pig nose with a large steel ring through it. He was nice enough to give her a matching sets of rings through her ears and her now pierced nipples, and made all the pieces of jewelry completely solid titanium, with no way to take them off short of bolt cutters or a welding torch. To be kind though, he removed her excess fat and gave her a knock-out body worthy of a porn star. He also boosted up her sex drive and made it so she would uncontrollably snort and squeal whenever she was getting fucked. Unable to notice the changes to her body until after the next time she had an orgasm, she danced along looking for a guy to help with her sudden horniness, and wondering why people were all staring at her. Larry figured no one would probably want to bring her home for Christmas, but with a body and sex drive like she now was rockin', he was certain plenty of guys would be able to look past her nose and bizarre sex noises for a roll in the hay... or pig pen. Another girl, this one with long black hair and dressed in a tight, short black skirt that showed off her sexy and rather large round ass, was dancing with her back against her partner, a guy she had met earlier at the party. She was smiling over her shoulder at him as she grinded her butt against his crotch to the rhythm of the loud dance music. Larry had given the lucky guy a thumbs up and instantly the dancers had found themselves joined tightly together, with the boys rather large erect penis sticking beneath her skirt, through a hole that had suddenly appeared in her panties, and all the way up her ass. They screamed and struggled, and he tried to pull away, but was unable to get it out no matter what they did. After several minutes of her desperate yelling for help, cursing at him, and frantic stumbling and wiggling (which looked like dancing to everyone else in the room), the sensations of their struggling finally caused him to cum deep inside her tight ass. To her surprise, the throbbing pain of his dick inside her became sudden intense pleasure, as she had a huge orgasm just as his cum shot inside her. As his softening penis finally slid free of her, she somehow knew she would never again be able to orgasm without something jammed up her butt. A short, petite girl Larry recognized from one of his classes had an uncontrollable urge to strip off her shirt and bra and expose her small breasts with their tiny sensitive nipples to the whole party. Even though she was mortified, she began walking around the dance floor completely against her will with a big smile, asking guys to feel her up. Every time a guy obliged and grabbed her tits, she would have an orgasm and her breasts would swell in size. After 8 or 9 of the most incredible orgasms she would ever have, she found herself back in control of her body and sporting huge, fleshy breasts the size of soccer balls, each capped by a still tiny pink nipple. She screamed and stumbled out of the room, barely able to balance with the ungainly weight of her gargantuan boobs bobbling as she ran. She'd be even more horrified when she realized that from now on, she would find herself unable to wear any clothes unless they were several sizes too small, making her huge tits look ready to burst, and forcing her to sport an obvious camel toe in every pair of pants or shorts she tried to wear. All this fun had made Larry horny again, so he had two of the best looking girls drop to their knees and give him a team blow job in the middle of the dance floor, while everyone else kept partying and dancing around them like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. The girls found themselves unable to stop enthusiastically sucking him off until he finally came twice in a row, once into each of their pretty faces. He then sent them back to the party, unable to act like anything out of the ordinary had happened, and not even able to to do anything about the semen that was drying in their hair and dripping down their faces. They would have to keep it there until someone told them to clean it off. Also, both girls would find that they now had a nagging, steadily growing urge to suck dick and to have a guy cum in their face at least twice a week. Finally, and after plenty more of Larry's fun, the party had died down, and people began to leave, those that he'd changed unable to discuss what had happened, and the rest of reality altering to seem that they'd always been they way they now were, no matter how bizarre the changes may be. As the last guests finally left Larry wondered over to Josie Delson, who was wearing ultra tight jeans and a small tight zip up sweater that clung to her slight, lean curves and left her sexy, tight stomach exposed. "Hello," he'd said. "Is this your house?" "Sorry buddy, parties over." Her boyfriend Kent had walked up behind Larry and put his hand on firmly onto his shoulder. "We gotta get this all cleaned up before her parents get home from vacation in a few hours, so you gotta be on your way." He was a rather big guy with short military cut hair, and Larry could tell he was used to intimidating people. "But I think your girlfriend wants me to stay," Larry said in a matter of fact manner. At that point Josie looked up at Larry, who was gripping the rabbit's foot. She brushed her long, curly blonde hair back as her large, pretty blue eyes widened. She found herself totally and completely overcome with lust for the boy standing before her. "I said we have to clean up buddy," Kent said angrily, trying to push Larry towards the door. "Then why don't you get started why I fuck your girlfriend," Larry responded with a smart allec grin. "What the hell?" Kent said as he looked down to find himself wearing a tight, ill fitting French maid costume. He threw down the feather duster that had appeared in his hand as he tugged at the black lacy fabric unbelievingly. "Like I said, get to cleaning," Larry laughed. Josie was now standing next to him with a hungry look in her eyes, practically drooling over him.. "Fuck you!" Kent yelled as he lunged towards Larry, who was holding the rabbit's foot again. Kent flew past Larry and landed on his hands and knees on the ground. Long black hair fell in his face as Larry pulled Josie to himself, and admired Kent's now very large round female ass. Kent stood back up, balancing perfectly on his high heels and brushing his long black hair out of his face, no longer in control of his body. "I'm so sorry monsieur! I vill clean the room now," he said in a cartoony French accent. His voice was ultra high and feminine, matching the short but very curvy female body he now possessed. Kent now fit his tiny French maid costume more than adequately. Stupefied eyes darted around in horror as Kent found himself trotting and bouncing around the messy house in high heels, his tiny French maid outfit barely covering his soft, buxom female body, with it's large, heavy breasts. As he began to clean the house, Larry and Josie started having sex right in the middle of the room. That had continued the fun, Kent cleaning and Larry and Josie fucking,until finally Josie's parents got home around 4 am. Larry was standing with Josie bent over the dining room table when the entered the room. "Hi mom!" she'd said happily between grunts, on her way to another incredible orgasm courtesy of Larry, who was roughly taking her from behind. Her very attractive mom had dropped her tiny toy poodle, Mr. Fluffy, and screamed. Her dad had instantly charged Larry with murder in his eyes. Twenty minutes later Larry was getting head from the mother while he performed oral on Josie in the large bed in the parents swank masterbedroom, while Mr Fluffy amorously chased a terrified female toy poodle (who happened to be in heat) all around the house. Kent had continued his cleaning, merrily singing to himself in French with his pretty contra-alto voice, stopping only occasionally to put one of his large breasts back into his uncomfortable, skin tight outfit, as they tended to suddenly pop out when he was scrubbing floors or leaning over to pick things up. He screamed over and over in his head for his new body to stop, but it had no effect at all. CHAPTER 11 The drive to school from Jesse's house ( which turned out to be in a rich neighborhood east of my place, not too far from where the party had been the night before), was considerably awkward. JT thought it was pretty strange how I was dressed (sweatshirt, sweatpants, a black ski cap I'd found that did a good job of keeping all that annoying hair out of my way, and running shoes), but I was able to kind of convince him that it was for some school project of some kind. I hadn't even thought of it, but he also kept asking why I wasn't wearing any make up. I told him I was in too big of a hurry, but he still eyed me suspiciously. Much to my dismay, I had to ride on the back of JT's motorcycle. I tried sitting as far back as possible, but as soon as the bike started up I found myself gripping onto him for dear life. My chest mashed into the back of his leather jacket awkwardly and the combination of the vibrations from the motorcycle and my legs wrapped half around him kept sending shivers of pleasure through my body, and even more disturbing thoughts through my head. Several times at stoplights he reached back and groped my thighs, and my wriggling did nothing to stop his grabbing or the pleasurable feelings it caused in my now very female body... in fact, it only seemed to encourage him and them. When we got to school, it turned out our first class was together. I excused myself to use the restroom, and after going through the bizarre, awkward and humiliating experience of sitting down to urinate in the ladies room, I called Larry from Jesse's cell phone. He didn't answer, but I got a text saying "get to class or else", so I figured I should. I met back up with JT, who had the same first class as me and followed him to the room, trying to act as if I knew where we were headed. There were only a few seats left, and I took one far across the room from JT, but unfortunately the teacher quickly dismissed us to go work on some project, and it turned out JT was my partner. I awkwardly held my books to my chest with both hands as we walked to the library. JT insisted on putting his arm around me, and it felt like everyone we passed by was staring at me. I couldn't shake the feeling that I was in drag or something, with my female hips swaying with each step and the weight of Jesse's breasts hanging at my chest in the tight fitting sports bra. It was impossible to get used to. Once in the library, I tried to sit on the opposite side of the table from JT, but he moved around it and sat next to me. I pretended to read a book, becoming growingly uncomfortable as I realized we were in a rather secluded part of the room. I was turning the page, when suddenly he leaned in, pulled my sweatshirt aside from my shoulder and kissed my neck. I wanted to jerk away... to jump up... but I found myself unable. It felt... good! I closed my eyes and shivered, turning my head to the side as he sucked slightly on the soft, white flesh were my neck met my shoulder, his hot breath warming my entire body. After a few seconds of this, I was able to push him away, even though my gut fought to keep from doing it. "Come on... we should work on this stuff..." I tried to be firm, but Jesse's soft voice sounded flustered and unconvincing even to me. He leaned back in his chair with a smile and ran his large, strong hand up my leg. Hidden underneath the table, he slid up and up, and quickly had his hand in the elastic waistband of my sweatpants. "Stop..." I pleaded, but I wasn't even sure if I meant it. I wanted to move away, but something wouldn't let me. "Why?" he said with a handsome smile that made me tingle where his hand touched my inner thigh as he leaned forward and pretended to read the book with me. I gasped as his fingers secretly moved in the top of my panties. I could feel the warmth and wetness spreading through my crotch like electricity. "Please... someone will see..." I looked around nervously, but did nothing to move his strong hand away from me. His hand was now covering the small patch of red hair above my newel acquired female mound, and one of his fingers quickly found the sensitive nub between my legs. It felt incredible! He soon was expertly working me, better than I had done myself earlier that morning. The wetness spread even more between my legs and I couldn't help but close my eyes. "No one can see anything... besides I can tell you like it..." He laughed quietly as he continued his administrations to my unbelievably sensitive clit His fingers sped up and so did my breathing. My shapely hips began to rock slightly up and down and my hands had slid beneath the table, one gripping the arm of my chair, and the other onto his large, manly leg. I could no longer control myself. It felt good. Amazingly good! Suddenly he slowed his fingers. "What... I ... what are you doing?" To my horror I found myself actually begging him to continue touching me! "Please... don't stop," I said, flashing him a girlish pout that came naturally to my face. "You gotta' encourage me," he said as he grabbed my hand and slid it up his well formed thigh, right into his crotch. I knew I should have been revolted as I was now touching his stiffening cock through his loose fitting shorts, but I needed him to continue no matter how disgusted with my situation I was. It was like a drug or something... it felt so fucking good! It actually began to excite me even more as I slowly slid my hand along his length, squeezing him as I had once done to my own dick, rubbing the shaft just up to the head and then back down again through the material of his shorts. I started to speed up my strokes through his pants and he began to work on my pussy even more intensely than before. I could feel him swelling from my touch as his finger stroked my wet clit up and down, back and forth, and in tiny circles. His cock now felt huge in my delicate female hand. I sped up. He sped up. I tried not to make too much noise as I began to get closer and closer to an orgasm. I gripped him tighter, trying to encourage him to get me off. I needed it fucking bad! Suddenly he parted the wetness between my legs and penetrated me with his middle finger. "Oh!" I blurted out and my knee spasmed, smacking into the bottom of the table with a loud thud. We both shot our hands back up on top of the table as people around the library looked in our direction. "Now, we gotta' find somewhere a little more private so we can take care of each other" he said with smile. My eyes widened and I jumped up. What the hell had I just done? "No!" I yelped. "What do you mean?" he said looking very annoyed. "What the hell is your problem today?" "Oh, I... I gotta' use the bathroom," I said to him as he rolled his eyes. "I'll be right back." I left the library and walked straight into the men's room without thinking. A group of guys started laughing and hooting at me as my whole body blushed and I ran out of the room. I turned and found a half open storage closet and went in, locking the door behind me. Maybe I could just hide out here until the class was over... and hopefully I could do something to relieve myself. I was incredibly horny even though I was completely humiliated by what had just happened! I wasn't gay, but this body was just out of control. It was practically humming. I couldn't get out of my head how it had felt when his finger had slid inside me, and I quickly slid my right hand down my pants and tried to re-create the sensation of his large finger filling me up. My free left hand automatically reached up beneath my loose fitting sweatshirt and began to softly knead my breasts through the tight fitting bra. I could feel the orgasm I'd been so close to in the library rising up again from deep within. If I could just cum I knew I'd be able to get myself back under control. In my mind an unbidden image came of JT throwing me down on the floor in front of everyone in the library, pulling his shirt off, ripping off my clothes... unbuckling his pants... pressing our bodies together as my legs spread... Just as I was on the brink of letting loose, the closet door handle began to jiggle. Fuck, I was so close! I scooted to the back of the closet and tried to remain completely silent, hoping whoever it was would go away. "Come on and open it Steve!" said a familiar voice from outside. "I know you're in there!" It was Larry! Finally! Hopefully he had come to his senses and was going to change me back into myself again. After quickly pulling up my pants and trying to somewhat regain my composure, I unlocked the door and slowly opened it. "Well, well, well, look at you!" he said with a big smile. He was wearing what looked to be a very expensive tailored suit, and a gorgeous, heavily made up and somehow familiar looking girl with ear length brunette hair was hanging off his arm and giggling at me. She wore high-heeled green stiletto stripper shoes and a matching tiny one piece latex mini skirt, and her huge, tan breasts were practically bursting out the top. "Come on," I said nervously, frustrated at how high my voice sounded. "You gotta' change me back! This is awful!" I gestured to my body. "Whoa, whoa, slow down there gorgeous. First I want to make sure you've realized the error of your ways. Why don't you tell me what you've been up to this morning... especially the juicy sex stuff," he said with a leering smile. "Yeah, especially the juicy stuff!" the girl said with an air headed giggle. "Oh how rude of me!" Larry said, looking at her. "I forgot to introduce you two girls. Steve, meet my new girlfriend Darcy Johansen. You might recognize her, she's anchor woman on channel 14?" I knew she'd looked familiar. But Darcy Johansen was easily in her late 20s or early 30s, and the girl standing before me, curvy as she was, couldn't have been over 18. "Hi, I'm Darcy!" she said in her super high-pitched ditzy voice, shaking my hand. Larry grabbed her ass and she let out a squeek and giggle. "I used to be on the TV, but now I'm Larry's girlfriend!" "I saw her on TV this morning over at Josie's house, and decided to make her my girlfriend," he said as he continued to grope her ass. "I also made her 17 years old so she could go to school with us. Pretty cool, huh?" "Yeah!" she said proudly in her high-pitched voice, enthusiastically wiggling her ample chest in my direction. "Check out my boobies! Larry made them good as new!" I had to admit they did look pretty good. She was easily a ten. "I also brought her IQ down a bit and boosted up her sex drive, to make her more fun." At that she giggled again. He'd turned her into a total ditz. "Now, where were we?" He turned, focusing his attention back on me. "Oh yes, you we're about to tell Darcy and I about the juicy stuff." "What... what do you mean?" I stammered unconvincingly. "I don't know what you're talking about..." This was not going as I had hoped. "Oh come on, don't make this hard. I ratcheted up the sex drive about 5 times normal in Jesse's very fine body last night at the party, or have you already forgotten the treatment she was giving you back when you were still... you." He chuckled at his joke. "You libido is so high that there's no way you made it the whole morning without getting into any trouble... you've got the urges of a normal teenage boy and a nymphomaniac girl all stuck in the same body!" So that's why I'd been acting like this! That bastard! "On top of that," he continued, "I made sure that your boyfriend would be plenty turned on today as well, so you'd get a lot of extra attention." No wonder JT had been all over me this morning. "Now come on, do I have to order you? Tell Darcy and I all the sexy hijinx you've been up to this morning, in detail." He was gripping the rabbit's foot that hung from a chain around his neck. As soon as he said that, I began going into a rather long, descriptive story about my entire day. I felt myself blushing again as I found myself unable to stop describing my