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It's funny how people react when I tell them a number. 25 years. I could
mean anything, really. The age of a child. How long I've worked my job.
But when used do describe the length of a marriage, people always react
the same. 'How do you do it, Dan?', 'What's your secret?', 'Aww, how
sweet.' etc. I fucking hate it. Not that I don't enjoy the implied
compliment involved in the questions, praising the long hard quiet work
that is the modern husband, but in how I have to smile at my wife, fake
my best loving look, and give that cold unloving bitch all the credit.
Truth is, if it wasn't for having kids we would have split up long, long
ago. But we did have them, cute little 18 year sentences, all bundled up
in drooling smiles and poop filled bottoms. And after they grew up and
moved out, I just didn't care enough anymore to leave. Not enough to give
up half of my stuff anyway. A man collects lots of neat shit over the
years. My power tools. My vintage Corvette, black as the deep dark
corners of that shrews heart. My signed baseballs. She'd take them all,
and well, it's just plain cheaper to keep her, as I like to say to my
friends when I'm very,very far from her.
I've told my story to anyone who would listen...I dunno I guess I feel
better after hearing myself detail my misery filled midlife crisis. Turns
out not long ago, that 'anyone' was the Devil. Oh I didn't know it at
first, he was a younger guy in a sports jersey cheering the Sox right
next to me. We shared some laughs, had some beers, and I told him my war
stories. Battles hard fought over gardening and chores. Blood spilled in
the fight for the freedom to be lazy on Sundays and all that. Guy was a
GREAT listener, asking the right questions at the right times. Leading me
down deep alley of memory after another, until I was nearly yelling,
bawling, and laughing at the same time , I was so worked up. And that's
when he made me an offer.
He said he could give me a power to change my wife in any way I wanted,
make her more loving, younger, beautiful. That our marriage could be
filled with happiness, and love. Of course, NOW I know he was full of
shit, but at the time, hell it sounded good to me. There were no
contracts, no fire, no promises to claim my soul in return. Just an offer
of goodwill...and I said "Yes". Fuck me, that right there, THAT was the
biggest mistake I've made my whole life.
"Echoes"
A story by: "Serenity"
It was explained to me over those beers that this power was a tricky one,
but handled well, could change our lives forever. But it had to be used
carefully. Anything I changed would have a ripple effect, circular from
the point of effect, and getting weaker as it expanded. I make the couch
red, and the carpet, loveseat, etc would also change in color, though the
bigger the change the bigger the ripples, or echoes. So, he explained
with a smile, I make HER more loving, echoes come back, and I'M more
loving, just less so depending on how far apart we are at the time.
I thought the mook was fucking crazy, but he was buying beers, so I let
him prattle on and on. We said our goodbyes, he shook my hand, and I made
my way to the subway, and my ride home.
My wife, my warden, Susanne, was watching TV when I walked in. She
doesn't say anything. She stopped nagging a long time ago. Stopped a lot
of things a long time ago. She used to be so beautiful, and wild. When we
were younger, that girl would make porn stars take notes. Now, hell, I
don't remember the last time we fucked. I stood there behind her, putting
my coat on the rack, looking at our house. I don't know when it happened,
but we had such an old peoples house now. All dark woods and antiques.
Things that look nice but can't be touched...I hated it. She just keeps
watching the TV. I wish she'd just show a bit of concern, that she cared
a little.
Susanne, looked over her shoulder at me, her face lightly lined, her hair
not so lightly gray.
"You okay? You look like death warmed over."
I'm shocked she actually seems concerned. I don't know what to say.
"Oh, Honey, what happened?"
And then... I could see it...like heat over a barbecue. The "echo". It
radiated from her seat, spreading out and getting weaker..by the time it
reached where I was in the hallway I couldn't see it anymore. Holy shit,
that guy wasn't joking. I looked at her sitting there, with genuine
concern on her face, framed in the gray hair. I had an idea...I wish that
her hair was brown again.
I watched as her hair began to darken, her deep cocoa hues coming back to
life, it's body returning, and it made her look so beautiful. The circle
began to spread from her, weaker than the last one. I guess hair color
isn't as extreme as changing her hatred to me. It must have caught her
eye, however, as she grabbed at it and looked at me with wide shocked
eyes.
"What's happening? My hair!" and I frantically tried to think of
something that would stop her. If she knew about my new power, then
anything else I do, she'll know it...wait. I wish she wouldn't notice any
changes.
As soon as I saw the echo I knew I made a mistake. It was huge, and it
reached me with a speed I couldn't believe, I felt funny for a second,
dizzy I guess. Then it was over. I just looked at my wife, she looked at
me. I don't know how she keeps her hair looking so nice, but she swears
she doesn't color it. Something nagged at me about her hair, but I'm not
sure what. I sat next to her, and we watched tv for a bit. It's been so
long since we just sat together. I sat there looking her, remembering how
we used to be. How much she loved to do naughty things... I wish she
loved to get fucked again, but those years are long gone.
It wasn't until the echo washed over me that I knew a change had been
made. But for the love of me I didn't know what. Susie rubbed against me,
her hand stroking my penis through my pants. She nibbled my ear, and I
knew that the TV would have to wait. Susie never lost her zest for making
love, and as she began to unbutton my shirt, I began to strip her, our
kisses growing heated and more urgent. Her breath quickening. And before
I knew it she was under me, and I had thrust my penis into her, rocking
back and forth in a slow, loving rhythm.
As I looked at her, moaning and licking her lips, a funny thought crossed
my mind. That should be me there, on my back. It felt wrong doing the
penetrating for some reason, but I couldn't fathom why. I kept going, it
felt to good to stop, but every time I closed my eyes, it was me getting
fucked, me taking, not giving. And it didn't seem to bother me at all.
Like I always wanted to get fucked, that I loved it...
I felt my orgasm building, and Susanne pushed me away from her.
"Not yet, big guy" She said. She deftly flipped us over, and reached to
the side table, where she picked up a long realistic double sided dildo.
For a split second I didn't recognize it, but as she put one end into her
vagina, I began to spread my legs...like I've always done? I felt
confused, but she began to feed the toy into my ass, and began to thrust.
Just how I liked. I love getting fucked. Always have. She went at me
hard, and it didn't take long for me to cum, my penis spraying over my
belly. Susanne pulled out, and went to grab my tossed aside shirt to
clean me off. She never did like the taste of cum. I sure wished she did.
She set the shirt down, and sat back on the couch watching the TV. Her
hand running a finger over my belly, scooping up bits of my cum, and idly
sucking it off her finger, as if she did this her whole life, I watched
in amazement as...*Flash* the echo flew by, and as I tried to think of
what I had changed. I just couldn't remember though. I just laid back and
watched TV, basking in the afterglow of sex as Susanne slowly snacked on
my cum. I followed suit, my pudgy finger collecting a glob, and running
it over my tongue. Tasty. I know it's weird and all, but I just love it
so much. It's salty, musky, and just yummy. It didn't take long for my
belly to be fingered and licked clean. Susanne smiled at me, her lips
still glistening and creamy with cum, I smiled back, and could feel a
drip of my cum, hanging off my lower lip. We were so close.
She changed the channels a few times and I told her to stop, some reality
show had come on, with these scantilly clad women fighting over a man.
She gave me a look, and gestured to the TV.
"These girls do it for you huh? Look at them, showing every inch on TV
like a bunch of sluts. No class at all." They did look hot though. All
bottle blonde, tattoos and attitude. The way they acted was a little
crude, but, man, I don't know what she had against them. I wish she
wanted to be a slut, then the fun...wow. One of the girls, with
ridiculously big breasts, was in the hot tub trying to keep the guys
attention on her *Flash*... I shook my head for a second. Dizzy again.
Anyway, the chick with the cute tits, was being real clever and using her
titties to keep the guy interested, which, anyone will tell you works
every time. Guys are so fucking easy. Wait...what?
I looked over at Suzi, who was watching the show, slowly pulling out her
purple dildo, and pushing it back in her pussy, her saggy boobs slowly
bouncing to match, her face made up, her hair styled... I sat up from
lying back, and felt the pressure of my buttplug in my ass. I pulled it
out, moaning a bit. Something seemed SO wrong... The living room was
filled with cheap furniture, porn magazines and toys of all fun and yummy
shapes...fuck. What's wrong with me...I'm a guy...I'm...
I stood up and walked out of the room, leaving Suzi to her diddling. And
as I went down the hall to the restroom, I saw the surroundings change.
Pink wallpaper changed to floral print. Wal-Mart furniture in one room,
antiques in another. Magazines filled with hunky guys, to National
Geographic. I sure did wish the rest of this house wasn't so boring and
old. I walked in the bathroom, filled with hair products, pink
scrunchies, and fluffy hot pink little bath rugs. I stared at myself. My
aging face stared back. It looked so wrong. My short hair seemed wrong,
my flat chest seemed wrong. Oh my god, was I ugly. Did I always feel this
way? I couldn't remember. I wonder if my roommate Suzi remembered. I felt
lucky to find a girl who was just as slutty as...I...was. Fuck, How the
fuck can I be a slut, I'm a man, dammit. Something must have gone wrong
with that power the guy gave me...I just couldn't think of what. Wait the
power...that's what he gave to me for...to make me happy. I could finally
be the slut I always wanted to be. I just change Suzi, and the echo will
change me too!
New plan in tow, I walked down our hallway, the soft pink carpet tickling
my toes, and walked into the living room, where Suzi was licking her
dildo clean. I sat next to her, looking her up and down, wondering what
to change first. My cock was getting hard thinking of how awesome being a
hot young slut with my best friend and roommate was going to be. Suzi
noticed, and leaned over , sucking my cock as if on instinct. I ran my
hand through her brown soft hair. And I knew where to start. I wished
Suzi had long soft blonde hair, and smiled as I watched the hair in my
lap lighten in my hands. The echo flew out, and I just reveled in the
feeling of her blowjob, brushing some of my hair from my face. She
scraped her teeth a bit, and I hissed in pain. I wish she knew how to
give the perfect blowjob. My eyes closed, I could almost tell every move
she was going to make, because well, they would be the same ones I would
make too. It was a cocksuck meant to make the man cum hard, and quick.
For some reason it felt like I had practiced the same routine many many
times.
Now...what will my first change be, I thought. Suzi already had nice
hair, as did I...but a real slut needs something that advertises what she
is, something that gets the attention of the entire room. Nice, firm, big
titties. Suzi's had been nice a long time ago, and I wasn't sure If I was
ready to have boobs of my own... But I wish Suzi had firm, huge titties
that never sag, with thick big nipples that always stick out. I felt my
pulse quicken as I waited for the echo...I don't know how long I've
wanted to be a slut, but it felt like my whole life, and as Suzi's tits
firmed and swelled and swelled and SWELLED I began to think maybe I
should have worded it differently, maybe "huge" wasn't the right...
*Flash*.
Suzi's cute titties were so pretty, mine were too, just a little smaller.
Suzi, idly tweaked her nipples while she watched the porn on TV, and
watching the little girls with their tiny D cups gets fucked made me
kinda horny too, I twisted and tweaked my nipples as well, and soon we
were moaning together. Jesus' it felt good, so damned good, I wish we
could cum from playing with these babies. It wasn't two minutes later
that our moans became screams, and as Suzi grinded and creamed on the
sofa, my cock sprayed cum all over my belly and even a little on my tits.
I quickly scooped and sucked all I could before Suzi could get any. I get
stingy sometimes. Cum is so yummy.
Looking over at my friend, I tried to think of what I should change
first. How can I be a better slut? My tits were nice, thought kind of
small...hmm...My face was still horrid, and looked like an old guys. I
know...I wish suzi had the face of the sluttiest porn star, with big
eyes, and thick cocksucking lips. I knew I wanted to be as pretty as
possible, so I wanted to be right next to the echo, so as the magic
began, I leaned into Suzi and gave her a big wet kiss, her eyes flew
wide, then as she tasted the cum on my lips, she kissed back with fervor.
As we made out, I could feel her face softening, her lips getting puffy
and soft her *flash* eyes as blue as mine, her nose cute and pert,
looking everybit the slutty angel, which is funny, cause I guess that
makes me the slutty devil. We look so much alike, everyone asks if we are
twins. Which we aren't of course, her tits are a bit bigger.
The shuffle of feet behind me reminds me of the guy I brought home from
the bar, and left upstairs asleep. I turned around in time to see his
naked butt walking past the doorway, his large cock, swinging back and
forth. I felt deliciously bad remembering him putting that monster in my
ass tonight. Suzi couldn't fuck him, she said. She thought it was too big
for her pussy. Which is sad, cause that cock was amazing. I wish Suzi had
a deep enough pussy to take the biggest cocks out there. Hell I wish she
had a sexy, wide ass that could take that much cock too!
My tits hanging free, I reached for my shirt to throw on before Mr. Big
Dick came back. Not that I mind being naked...I just like having my
clothes torn off *Flash* I adjusted my ass on the couch as I sat back,
the wet spot on the couch cold on my wet cunt. The shirt was some stupid
guys polo, something a granddad would wear. Fuck I wish Suzi and I had
some cute sexy clothes, the kind a good slut would love. Oh, shit, the
spell...I still have to figure out what to change first. I looked over at
Suzi, who looked SO cute in her leather mini and pink tube top that said,
"Bimbo" across her boobs. And her thigh high boots are SO cute, a little
conservative, but cute....hmm...what to change.
I adjusted my tits in my spaghetti top, pushing my cleavage to max, when
my eye caught Suzi's car keys. Her hospital ID tag hanging off. A Doctor
is no job for a good slut, I thought, I mean how are you gonna fuck when
you are helping patients. Besides, a slut isn't smart enough for that
anyway. I wish Suzi had dropped out of high school to be a stripper, or a
whore or something. Anything cooler than a dumb doctor. But as to what I
would change though...
I coughed, my deep voice booming, and I knew what my first change to
sluthood would be. I would wish *Flash* that Suzi would have the highest,
cutest, most sexy voice out of all the strippers we worked with. Well SHE
worked with, I moved on to something more fun, but Suzi says hooking is
too much for her. My John walked back into the room, naked and hot as I
could hope for. Sometimes I have to fuck some ugly guys, but like, a cock
is a cock. He walked in front of me, all hard muscled and chiseled abs,
his thick juicy member looked so tasty...He sat down between us, and I
dove onto his cock, like I've done my whole life. Suzi watched, but she
won't fuck for money. I wish she was sluttier, so she could hook with me.
I kept sucking the johns cock, his thick shaft deep in my throat, my
voice moaning over his wonderful fucktool, when I heard Suzi begin to
gasp and pant, I looked over and saw her spread on the couch, my johns
fingers deep in her twat, then his thumb, then...I smiled with my mouth
full as my girl Suzi began to take that fist like a pro. This guy sure
did know what he was doing, she looked like she was *flash* fuck, I wish
he was fisting ME. That slut Suzi is so lucky, but at least I get Masters
cum. Cause I'm the smart one, I know where the cream comes from. Not like
Suzi. Fuck, I wish she was even stupider, that way I'll always get to be
the one who swallows. I watched as Suzi's eyes began to cross a bit, her
bottle blonde hair thrashing as Master fisted her cunt. She looks so
dumb, I thought, there no way *Flash* that she like, will get to eat this
cum now. She's, like, a total dummy. Not like, me, or anything. I like,
totally, know what guys like. Which is why, like, I'm such a good whore.
Not a stoopid one.
My mouth is full of yummy cum, and Master stops fucking my face, I let
his cock out of my cocksucking lips with a pop and a giggle. I look up at
him with my cute crossed eyes, my chin covered in cum.
"Like, thanks, for feeding Danni, Master," I say.
The man who I met in the bar, the cute guy with the sports jersey on,
pats my head.
"It's my pleasure, Slut," he says. I feel my pussy glow with heat at
being called something so pretty "Have you thought about what you would
like to change first to be even sluttier?"
Oh! I totally forgot about the magic stuff! Like, yeah, what will I
change to make me and Suzi better sluts for our master...hmm...Suzi was
panting, her G cup boobs bouncing. We always hated our small tits... I
wish Suzi's tits were like, TWICE, as big!
As Suzi's small little G cups began to swell, and the echo flew out to
hit me, Master just laughed, his eyes glowing... and his cock growing....
I wish we could suck that cock forever.
Bess
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