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Phone Witch by Jack Andrews original copyright 2001, revised 2008 original edited by Jennifer Stewart =-= The night was filled with erotic energy and promise. Ok, I'm lying: it was a evening alone since my girlfriend had made plans with her girlfriends and my presence was not welcome. I'd already checked out some of the erotica sites that I frequent and didn't see anything new, and I scanned the tube for anything NOT a rerun or a stupid-ass reality show with no luck. I called a couple friends, but they were busy so I decided to make an early call to my favorite phone sex line. This was a great service with multiple lines and dozens of women. It wasn't cheap, but it was not at 900 number rates either. I had a list of women who could give me quite the fantasy for my dollar. I checked out the websites of various women who were on call and came across Amanda, a new girl. I listened to her thoughtfully provided audio clip and loved her voice and her attitude. Before I could place the call, I needed to get into character, so to speak: I like to crossdress while I made these calls. I pulled out my clothes from their hiding place and began to decide on what to wear. I chose a light blue matching bra and panty set. The bra was a stretchy, smooth nylon-like material that had an underwire. It nicely held my large D-cup silicone breast forms to my body. Once covered, the realistically feeling breast forms looked as if they were in perfect proportion to my body. The panty felt soft and smooth against my skin. It gently held my cock and balls out of sight and made it impossible to jerkoff during the call. I've have to resort to pushing-and-rubbing as a woman does. I continued dressing up for my call by taking out some black shiny spandex tights, a waist-cinching girdle, and a black, footed, gloved and hooded spandex bodysuit. It is a very erotic ensemble. I'd love to see my girlfriend in it, but then there'd be more explaining than I was prepared to do at that time. Before the call, I added one additional soothing element: a joint. Just a few hits calmed me down, mellowed me out and made everything feel feel even better. Now properly attired and medicated, I placed the call to Amanda and explained my complex fantasy: I wanted to be physically transformed, completely against my will, into a beautiful woman by either pharmaceutical or magical means. Although I am a big fan of TG fiction, I had no desire to make the change permanent. "That won't be a problem. You see, I am a witch." "Good shtick!" I thought and then said, "That's great! What my fantasy is, is to feel all of the changes, nothing painful, that happen to my body. You are in complete control and make it very clear to me that you are. You have to make it clear that it's your choice and there is nothing I can do to stop the changes. Tell me how I feel and don't ask my permission. While you're doing this, I'll be looking at the pictures of a woman I think it would be awesome to be with, or in this case, become." "Alright," she said very matter-of-factly. "You can come up with any scenario you'd like as long as you hit the main points: make me feel my stomach get sucked in and flattened; my hips push out and get wider; my waist get drawn in. You'll eventually make my cock and balls get sucked into my body. The most important change that I want to feel is growing breasts. They should begin to grow slowly through my nipples. Like they slowly awaken and tingle and push and press and get heavier. Nothing too big, just in proportion to my new body. And you should know I'm crossdressed in tight spandex with D-cup forms in my bra." "Thank you for the information. As I said, that won't be a problem." "Great. You can start whenever you're ready." She began by instructing me to breathe several times in rapid succession to "get all the toxins out" and to relax me. She continued with a story of me at a bar where my drink had been drugged. I listened intently to her, taking those deep breaths. Her voice was melodic. I was becoming light headed in the story while gradually slipping away. In reality, I was feeling very odd from the combination of her voice, my arousal and the pot. She was taunting me. Amanda had the part down perfectly. Her voice was sexy and soothing. By this time, I was not really listening to the words, but being lulled by the tone of her voice. I began to feel her pushing from inside my head. That's the only way I can explain it. I could hear the tone and intonation of her voice outside of me, but she was inside. It was a very disconcerting feeling. Somehow Amanda picked up on this and said, "I told you I was a witch. You didn't believe me. Let's continue with your fantasy." I tried to hang up the phone, but I could not move. I fixated on the beautiful woman on my screen. I thought I could hear her chanting something not in English. "You called in looking for a fantasy. You didn't count on finding a witch at the other end of the phone. Take a deep breath and hold it, until I say otherwise." I really could not believe that I was doing exactly as she had instructed. "Feel me enter your body and mind. All resistance is gone. You cannot stop me, no matter how much you'd like to. Exhale, take a deeper breath and hold it until I say." I felt her presence even stronger inside of me. I was scared and aroused beyond words. "Focus on the woman on the screen. Focus. See her hair and her eyes and her mouth. See her lips and her teeth and her ears. Look at her nose, her shoulders, her neck." I was doing exactly that. I still could not move or look away, but no longer cared. "Look at her stomach. See how flat it is. Look carefully. You cannot resist. You have...no choice. See the swell and shape of her breasts. See how her nipples stick out. Imagine what they feel like. Imagine how the rest of her body feel when she touches them." It was as though a switch had been thrown. I felt that I was a passenger in my body. "Breathe." "This is real." Her voice was inside my head. "Listen and feel my presence. Your stomach is tighter...tighter...smaller...more compact...feel my words shape your body. I am your will and I am in total control." My stomach was tighter. The muscles cramped tightly and I could not control them. "Tighter and tighter. Smaller and smaller. Flatter, more feminine." I heard the strange chanting once again in the background. I could feel my stomach getting tighter and tighter and couldn't do anything about it. It was a very unsettling feeling. "Feel me pressing the sides of your waist as it shrinks. Your brain being overloaded with near-orgasmic bliss and you have lost control. You're mine to mold and shape. You can only feel my power and the changes I am making to your body. Breathe deeper. I can feel your fear. Your fear helps make me stronger. Feel the tingling behind your nipples. It's erotic and pleasant. You've never felt like this before. You are very aroused and your arousal is building even more." I tried to assess the situation, but my thoughts would not come together. She was in my head and I tried to push her out. "Try to resist me all you like. You won't succeed. Your body is mine to mold. Your mind is mine to write on. Take a deep breath. Hold it as long as you can. When you release it, you will feel all of your resistance leaving your body. Your mind will be blank. This scares and arouses you. Feel how flat your tummy is. It looks just like the tummy of the girl in the picture." I /was/ scared but very turned on. I took that deep breath and I held it. "Your nipples are tingling faster now, 'round and 'round your nipple. 'Round and 'round. 'Round and 'round. Feel the pressure behind the nipple as it tries to push out. 'Round and 'round, tingle and push. Tingle and push, 'round and 'round." It was difficult not to release my breath and it was becoming difficult to think at all. "So erotic, so horny, so scared. As your waist compresses, you feel your hair grown and begin to crawl outwards from your scalp. Feel your waist compress even more. You feel no pain, only boundless pleasure. It feels so good. You don't even want to resist. It scares you that it feels so good." Unable to hold my breath any longer, I released it. Everything slowed and it felt like my mind went down a drain. I could not form any thoughts. All I could do is feel what was happening to my body. "That's right. You are all mine now. There isn't any resistance left because you are no longer own this body. Feel me compress your waist. It's smaller now and more petite. Feel your hair grow. It feels like insects crawling. Longer and longer it grows as your waist shrinks smaller and smaller. It feels so good. If you could think, you'd think how wonderful this feels. Feel your ass begin to fill. As if someone is adding an erotic gel to it from the inside. It's getting rounder and a bit wider." I could feel my hair reach the top of my back. My midsection felt as if I'd been cut in two. My ass felt like there was more of it. It felt good, so good that I wanted it to continue. "See the girl in the picture. Her hair is becoming your hair. Your waist is shrinking to her size. Your hair is growing. You are very aroused. It feels so good. Enjoy the feelings. Don't think. Your ass is much fuller. Feel the pulsing in your nipples. The pulsing is in your cock and balls now. The sensations are very strong." My hair was down to the top of my ass. The rest of my body throbbed with erotic sensation. I hung on her every word, soaking up all of the pleasure induced by the transformation. As if I had a choice. "Her hair is now your hair. Her waist is now your waist. This next will bring you more pleasure than you have ever felt before. Inhale deeply and feel the pulsing in your nipples begin to intensify. It wants to escape. You know that it will feel very good if it escapes. Your cock is also pulsing with the same erotic beat. Each beat seems to radiate up into your new tummy and out through your hips. Feel each beat of your cock and each pulse of your nipples. With each beat, your hips begin to soften. Your nipples are aching and stretching. Something wants to escape. They are ready. You are ready. Ask me to finish you." I could form but a single thought: I want to be completed. I had to feel this pleasure. It was so wonderful. In that moment, I truly had no control. I still couldn't believe when my own mouth answered her in a girlish voice, "Please, Mistress, finish me." If I could have, I would have passed out. "Breathe deeply, my pet and feel my hands all over your body. You can feel erotic pressure building up in all directions. It is intense beyond words. Your cock and balls are pulsing faster and faster and you feel them grabbed from the inside and pulled up inside of you with one fast motion. The fast motion produces an erotic wave that quickly and evenly pushes out your hips and re-tilts your pelvis. The feeling is intensely pleasurable. You can feel your crotch instantly form into a vagina and clitoris. You want to come so badly. Your body feels wonderful." My heart was ready to explode right out of my chest. "Your chest and your nipples are pulsing harder. The sensation is painfully erotic. Feel your hips continue to expand. Feel your new clit shudder in orgasmic anticipation. I will return control to you in a moment. You will not come, you will not pass out or have any other physical harm come to your body. You will not hang up the phone, you will not scream or speak above a normal phone voice. It is impossible for you to touch anything except the upper half of your body. For your reward, one that you couldn't possibly have imagined before you dialed my number, all you need to do is say, 'Please Mistress, let my breasts free' because after all, that's what the pressure in your nipples is. I now release you." I waited, maybe two seconds, when it all hit me and I knew exactly what had gone on in the last 10 minutes. Everything she'd done to my body was still active and pulsing, pressuring and euphoric. I was in control now, which is why it took me another second and this time, it was me, "Please Mistress, let my breasts free." I heard a laugh from the other end of the line. The pulsing instantly became constant. I felt pressure build from somewhere behind my nipples. It seemed to build forever when it overflowed, or outflowed I should say. The pressure release and my breasts began to grow. My clit and nipples became the center of my universe. "Feel me push your breasts out. You can feel them moving outwards...they are beautiful and growing. We've passed an A cup now...and fuller. Your nipples are very sensitive. Feeling your clit come alive. See the girl in the photo and focus on her chest. Your chest is passing a B cup now and still expanding. Feel the weight of your breasts as I set them free. The new sensations feel so good. Feel them expand even more as I push harder." I wanted to come more than I had ever before in my life but I could not get my hand down to my crotch. "Your breasts are heavy and firm and sensitive. Their weight is an erotic pull on your chest. Your nipples feel like sparklers. Your back muscles are strengthening to support the weight. They are so soft and firm. The pressure continues and you've passed a C cup. The pleasure is once again unlike anything you've ever felt. Cup them. Love them. Rub them. They will fill a C cup. I know you're trying to reach your clit. Keep trying. You'll make it soon. Feel their weight and their softness and their firmness. Touch your nipples. Touching them feels better than stroking your cock used to. Cup your breasts again and hold them to your chest. The weight increases and you've arrived at a perfect D cup." Both breasts and nipples began to tingle in a new way. My breasts felt even firmer and seemed to sit higher on my chest. Of course, I'd only had them for about 2 minutes, so I wasn't really sure. What I was sure about is that they got heavier and fuller, without getting much larger. They felt perfect in my new feminine hands and looked beautiful from this new angle. As I was focused on my breasts, I felt my hands get tugged downward towards my thighs over my firm and flat tummy past my re-tilted pelvis to my smooth, hairless and firm thighs. I did not stop to think about it at the time, but they were not the thighs I was used to. "You are almost there. Almost completely womanized against your will. Feel your chest make one final push. It is so erotic. The nipples are more sensitive than you could have imagined. Your clit is practically begging for you to touch it. Your breasts are high and firm. They respond delightfully to your touch. You love to touch them. Your hand is almost to your clit. Once you touch it your first female orgasm will explode like an erotic fireworks display exploding inside your clit and nipples and tummy and especially your breasts. You'll be in your bed and the phone will be hung up. You will ride out the orgasm until you pass out. And you *will* pass out." "But..." "Hush. You'll still be you, but after this orgasm, next time you become aroused, your feminine personality will take over. You'll be happy to know that I made you bi. Know that it won't matter if you come looking for me, you'll only find me if I want you to. Feel the pleasure. Everyone will believe you've always been a woman, so you will have no difficulties. If, and when, I'm ready, I may change you back. Until then, touch your clit." I'd never known something could feel so great. My body exploded and contracted at the same time. I felt my clit as it consumed me. My breasts and nipples became pure pleasure -- better than anything I'd ever felt before. Everything went white, then red, then green. I think I orgasmed a rainbow. I swear it went on for 15 minutes or longer, but I wasn't sure since I passed out. I woke up lying in my bed, still dressed in the clothes I wore before I made the call. It took a minute or so before I realized I did not have any "helper clothing" on. It was all me. The girdle and breast forms were gone. I felt the bra cupping my breasts and I was no longer holding my stomach muscles taut. I could feel the tights caressing my hips and the spandex catsuit everywhere. I no longer had hair on my body. Everything felt erotically different. As I sat up, I thought I was going to have another orgasm just from the rubbing of the bra on my nipples and spandex on my clit. I put the light on and looked in the mirror: I saw what could only be described as a hotter and slightly younger sister of the girl in the pictures. I was getting turned on by my own image. Someone else in my mind took over and before I knew it, I had another killer orgasm which robbed me of my consciousness. That was three months ago. It has been a difficult adjustment for me. Even with the knowledge Mistress Amanda gave me about being a woman, there was still a lot to learn. Thank God she "taught" me how to wear high heels. In this new life, I'm a knockout that's horny all the time. Once I pass a certain plateau, my feminine side takes over completely. I have no control from that point on. My girlfriend returned from her night out with friends and didn't notice anything different about me. Evidently the spell changed her as well. I tried to tell her several times that I once was a man, and she simply laughed at me -- then attacked my tits. If you happen to run into Amanda on a phone line (she's never been back on the line since that day, in fact, the service doesn't have a record of her employment or of me calling that night) or a message board or elsewhere, please be careful but let her know I'm looking for her. Has anyone seen my bra? /end
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