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Vanessa was feeling a little guilty. She'd taken one of Jason's football jerseys back when they were going out a few months ago, and she'd never given it back after they split up. Their parting had been amicable; Jason was an okay guy but he gave off a faint vibe that she wasn't 'the one'. So after a few months they'd decided to go their separate ways. She missed the wild sex- Jason had the biggest cock she'd ever seen, and he was a pretty talented lover. But he was a little kinky; his fondness for anal was a bit of a turn-off for her. There wasn't any way that monster was going up her ass. There was that time he guided her fingers inside his anus while they were 69 ing, but he was such a talented muff-diver that she went along. It really got him off in a big way, and he brought her to one of the best orgasms she'd had in her life shortly after. Jason had said that he was going to be at the hockey game tonight, but that if she wanted to drop off the jersey and the key to his place that was cool. He knew she was seeing someone else now, so it was all good. She figured she'd just lay them on the couch in his living room and be on her way. She opened the door quietly and was laying the neatly-folded jersey on the couch when she heard a yelp. She froze for a second. I thought he was going to be out, she thought, this could be awkward. There were more sounds now, and it was obvious that these were the sounds of sex. She knew she should get out now while the getting was good, but the memories of that big cock of his were burned in her mind. She just had to catch a glimpse of it in action. Besides, she wanted to see what kind of chick he was banging these days, to see how she measured up. The door to his bedroom was open a crack and she knew that if she hid behind it in just the right way she could see everything. But she wasn't quite prepared for the scene she witnessed. There wasn't just one woman, there were two! To top it off, these looked like two porn stars, with big tits and curvy asses. One of them was working on Jason's huge dick; they called it the Magic Wand and for good reason. The other was smothering him by humping her pussy against his face. When they moved around to different positions, one of them came pretty close to the door, so Vanessa darted silently a few feet away into the hall closet. When she heard the steady rhythm of mattress springs squeaking, she came out of her hiding place. Putting her eye to the crack in the door, she saw Jason putting the wood to one of the bimbos. She loved watching the rise and fall of his ass as he slid his cock in and out of her. Vanessa felt her own desire rising as she watched. Unfortunately, she'd never measure up to these two...they were almost like creatures from another species. Just then Vanessa noticed something weird with the woman standing and watching. She seemed to shimmer a bit, and slowly she seemed to change a bit. Her face became a bit more masculine, and her tits seemed to shrink to a normal size, but the most amazing thing was that she suddenly had a cock! Vanessa blinked a couple of times to make sure she was really seeing this, but there it was, and she woman was stroking it until it was rect. She rubbed an oily substance on it and Vanessa gasped as she put the head of it against Jason's anus. Jason groaned as he was simultaneously impaled and impaling the woman beneath him. This was too hot for Vanessa, and she couldn't help sticking her own hand inside her pants to pleasure herself. She watched as the (man? woman? shemale, she guessed) fucked him from behind. Jason looked like he'd been drinking because he was behaving in that out-of-control way he had when he'd had too much. The shemale humped him like a dog from behind, her tits pressed into his back. She came almost immediately, then staggered back as Jason finished with the other chick. The shemale had a weird look on her face, almost one of disbelief. Then, oddly, she picked up a pair of jeans and started to put them on. As she did so, Vanessa watched her return to her former bimbohood. Her tits inflated and her cock vanished. Were these some kind of material that could change a person so dramatically? It looked like things were wrapping up, so Vanessa dived deep into the hall closet. The two women went by seconds later, talking about what a good fucking they'd given him. The door shut behind them, but she was too scared to move until she heard the sound of Jason snoring. Only then did she creep out of her hiding place. As she tiptoed toward Jason's bedroom in the dark, she nearly tripped over something. Picking it up, she realized it was the jeans she'd seen. Had they been left behind? Feeling them, they seemed almost weightless, the material was so thin. She peered into Jason's bedroom. He was sound asleep. The sheets had all been kicked off, and he was splayed out naked. Moonlight from the window shone on his flaccid, but still impressive cock. One of his feet dangled off the bed. She didn't know what possessed her, but she put one leg of the jeans over his foot and ankle. In the moment she was doing that, Jason was replaced by a beautiful woman. He groaned in a feminine voice and shuddered all over. Vanessa caught the wafting smell of a female orgasm as Jason rolled over, moaning. Panicked, Vanessa slowly pulled the jeans off his leg. A few seconds later, Jason was his old self. She wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. She folded the jeans up carefully, and decided that she'd take back that football jersey as well. It was probably best to pretend she'd never been here. Heart racing, she left Jason's apartment and drove back to her place. Once there, she poured herself a tall glass of wine to contemplate things. Sitting there on her coffee table was something quite incredible, and she wasn't sure exactly what to do with it. Fortunately her boyfriend Rick was at a bachelor party for one of his buddies, so he was occupied for the evening. She stared at the crumpled jeans in front of her as she took a deep sip of wine. She was trying to get up the courage to try these things on herself. First, she decided to strip down completely. She wanted to see all the changes for herself. She thought about getting her camera but decided against it. And then, she went to her bedroom in front of her full-length mirror, took another sip of wine, and took the plunge. The first leg slid easily over her ankle and up her leg. She could feel her body tingling, but couldn't look up. She had to get that second leg on. When she did, it was as if her head had been released; it snapped up and she was able to look at herself. She was still Vanessa, but her body had been improved and enhanced in so many ways. Even before she could get the jeans all the way on, she could feel the thunderous orgasm building inside her. When the snap at the waist closed, she came as if struck by lightning. Everything was so sensitive, and her vision was clearer and sharper as if she'd gone from regular life to high-definition. Her boobs were large, perfectly shaped globes, and touching them sent another jolt of pleasure through her entire body. Oh my god, she thought, this is unbelievable. Rational thought was crowded out by sheer unbridled lust; she needed a good fucking and fast. She needed Rick. ****************************************** Rick Hunter was at that very moment ogling the strippers at the Tahitian Lounge. As one of them bent down to give him access to her g-string, he stuffed the dollar bill in. It was amazing how these women would be so close, but you couldn't touch them. He had a boner that was so hard it hurt. And of course Vanessa would know he'd be stinking drunk tonight and would want nothing to do with him. There was the back room here where he knew that things were going down. His buddy Jesse, who'd be getting married in three weeks, just got a celebratory 'massage' back there, and was smoking a cigar and hoisting a beer. Rick asked the bartender for another Bud and watched the two girls on stage kissing and rubbing their big tits together in simulated lesbian sex. Across the smoky, dim bar, he could see a pair of eyes on him. She had big tits and bushy black hair, and everything she wore was too tight for that incredible body. Her boobs looked like they could spill out of that tank top at any moment. He lost sight of her, but then felt a hand on his shoulder and a voice in his ear that said, "Follow me." He went into the labyrinth of rooms, most of them with red lights, but one green one down at the end. The door opened onto a mattress a dim red lamp, and not much else. There was an overhead light switch, but she pulled his hand away from it. "Let's do it in the dark," she said, and he was willing to comply. They pawed each others' clothes off, and she plopped his hard cock in her mouth. Just when he felt himself ready to cum, she stopped and straddled him, his dick slipping easily into her slickened pussy. In the dark, she put his hands on her round, ripe tits, and he fondled them gently. Wow, he thought, if only Vanessa were this good. Her breasts jiggled in his hands every time she rammed her hips down on his steely prick. He was going out of his mind. "Oh babe, you're awesome! I'm gonna cum!" "Am I better than your girlfriend?" she hissed. "Oh God yes, you're so much better, so much hotter, I'm gonna cummmmmmmmmmm!" he screamed. She dragged her nails across his chest and she could tell she drew blood. Then as she felt his jizz pumping inside her, she came herself. She game him one more scratch by his ear, but he was so drunk and high on sex he didn't notice. When he did talk, what he said jarred her. "What do I owe you?" he asked. "A hundred," she replied. He gave her $120, and she vanished out the door. There was an emergency exit in the back, and she opened it, fully expecting the alarm to go off. But there was just silence as she found her car in the packed parking lot of the Tahitian Lounge. Head spinning and exhausted, Vanessa peeled off her clothes back at her place and was asleep before her head hit the pillow. *********************************************************** Jason had strange dreams. He was surrounded by beautiful naked women, but they were smothering him with their tits.... "Aah!" He sat up in bed. A bad dream. He padded to the bathroom and took a piss, then crawled back into bed. The next time he woke, it was bright daylight, and his head was pounding. Got to lay off that scotch, he thought. He realized his phone was ringing. He picked it up. It was Vanessa, his ex. "Jason, sorry I couldn't stop by to drop off the Cowboys jersey last night. Would today be okay?" "Umm, okay. But can you give me a little time to get my act together? It was a.....rough night last night." She was okay with that and rang off. Jason staggered into the shower and just let the water run on his head for 10 minutes. Then he washed up. He had to hurry now, because the drain seemed to be backing up. He reached down to see what was clogging it and found a thick mat of hair. That was weird. He grabbed a big pile of it and flipped it in the trash as she got out of the shower. When he dried himself off, he found the reason for the clog. Every strand of body hair, with the exception the top of his head, was gone. He even felt the smoothness of his chin. What the hell? He swallowed aspirins like they were candy, trying to quiet the pounding in his temples. The bell rang and there was Vanessa, acting entirely too perky for her own good. She looked fantastic; he guessed it was the outfit. She had a bit of cleavage that he didn't remember her having- she always complained about her flat chest. But it'd been a while since he'd seen her anyway, so maybe he was just imagining it. They made small talk for a while, and when she asked about the hockey game he just said it was a good one. She looked at him oddly. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Well, to tell the truth, I've got a monster hangover," he said. "I've got something for that." "Well, I'll try anything." She had him lie down on his bed and put a cold washcloth over his eyes. She had him dangle his legs over the edge for some reason. The compress felt better, though. "Now, just lay still for a moment', she said. He felt something on his legs, and he jumped up. An explosion went off behind his eyes, but instead of pounding pain, he felt....fantastic. His headache was gone, but everything else felt strange. Vanessa was looking at him with a mixture of awe and lust and when he looked down, he saw why. Two incredible breasts, that he had to touch to feel that they were real. When he did, his whole body trembled and he let out a quick 'oh'. He felt all gooey inside as the orgasm rippled through his body. He turned to Vanessa. "What.....?" His brain was scrambling to catch up with all these new sensations. She lay him back on the bed and began to suckle on one of his tits, which immediately triggered another orgasm. Jason let out a scream, but it wasn't his voice. Vanessa let go of Jason's fat nipple, and proceeded to strip off her clothes. Jason could smell her wetness in the air, and she said, "you were always such a good cunt-lapper, now it's time for me to return the favor." She straddled his face, lowering her dripping pussy toward his mouth. She began peeling off the jeans and Jason moaned, "no!" But Vanessa replied that she was just making it easier to lick him. With one leg of the jeans on and the other one dangling, Vanessa dived in and started teasing Jason's clit. His moans were muffled by her pussy mashing against his face. Then Vanessa decided to experiment. She put her arm into the unused leg of the jeans, and a second later she felt the rush of being in an enhanced body, and rubbed her bigger boobs against Jason's taut belly as she drenched his face with her cum. She was so excited that she didn't realize that she'd flipped the jeans off Jason's leg. Her whole body felt like one large g-spot as she writhed against his tongue. After a few minutes of bliss, she felt a trembling underneath her. The clit she was licking was morphing, and as she had her mouth over it, it grew into a large cock, practically choking her in the process. In her frenzied mind, there was only one place for this divine organ. She flipped around in an instant and fed it into her greedy pussy, purring as she felt herself getting filled by cock. Jason was staring at her in utter confusion. Her arm was still sheathed by the jeans leg, but she flung it aside to concentrate on the fucking she was giving him. She rocked back and forth on his crotch, her heavily lubricated pubic mound grinding against him. She leaned forward to play with his chest, and the fat rosy nipples that remained after his large tits had disappeared. Jason had been whipsawed back and forth. He had been a woman for a few minutes, he was certain of it. And Vanessa was on top of him now, but it was not the Vanessa he knew. She was like a wild animal, and he was getting ready to cum inside her. She pulled on his nipples and he just lost it, pumping madly inside her and draining his balls until they ached. And then he passed out. Vanessa was afraid for a split second that she'd killed him, but then she saw him breathing softly. She was trying to make sense of all this herself. The jeans were able to transform people into, for lack of a better term, sex goddesses. She felt like a goddess right now. But while Jason had changed back, she was still a goddess. Was it a function of the time spent in the jeans? She'd spent a lot of time in them the previous night- was the effect cumulative? And even when she'd changed back, she hadn't changed all the way back. She was much sexier than before, her clothes didn't fit, and her lido was still pretty high, though not as high as it was now in her Goddess mode. She surveyed the unconscious Jason. His cock seemed smaller, and he definitely was sporting a pair of small tits. Was this as far as he'd change back? She felt a pang of regret that she might be depriving the women of the world his beautiful dick. But more immediately, she decided that she should go. She squeezed into her short-shorts, but there was no way her boobs would fit into her top. So she improvised with the Cowboys jersey, which had plenty of room for her ample rack. And the mesh against her nipples was turning her on. Again. She debated whether she should put the jeans back on. Did she want to stay this way? It felt so awesome, but could she live her life as a sex- crazed Goddess? She'd already called in to work for the next week, pleading a dead uncle. She still had the jeans in her bag, and they were so tempting.... Vanessa really needed to talk to Rick, but she couldn't approach him like this. What if he recognized her from last night? Her mind was moving in so many different directions that she ran a red light and came within a whisker of having an accident. It was then that she decided she'd better head home and calm down.... ********************************************* Jason's eyes blinked open. His pounding headache was back. And....Vanessa? He jumped up and looked around, but she was gone. What the hell had happened? There were those jeans, and he'd...it wasn't possible. He knew he'd had sex with her, even though they'd broken up months ago, and he had changed somehow. Was it just a dream? God he was hung over. That's it, he was swearing off scotch. He thought back to Dara and Mandy from last night. Now that was pleasant. Weren't they wearing those same jeans, too? He needed to take a shower to clear his head. God, he wished there was a cock around for him to suck. That thought made him stop for a second. Thinking about hard, wet cocks was giving him an erection. He stroked his own meat as he imagined big dicks dripping cum in his mouth, in his pussy... He stood out of the shower spray for a second. Wait a minute! He'd already showered today, and Vanessa had come over. She had those jeans, and she'd put them on him. He was a girl, and it felt unbelievable. He had to say that again. He was a girl. He jumped out of the shower and went to the mirror. He was different. He wasn't a girl, but some things had changed. His nipples were huge, and they were surrounded by big brown circles. He felt the puffiness on his chest of his junior-high size breasts. As he played with them, his cock grew hard. At least I still have that, he thought. The rest of his body was more curvy and feminine, so when he put his hand over his cock, he looked for all the world like a teenage girl, hairless, soft and smooth all over. The hair on his head was longer and would require a little more work coming out of the shower, but he had no time for that now. He had a phone call to make. Fitzy picked up after a couple of rings. "Hey, what's up, J?" "Dude, I need you to come over. And bring the toolbox." There was a short pause at the other end. "Cool. If you're up for it, I am." Jason and Mike Fitzpatrick had been friends since high school, and one night long ago they had been fooling around and one thing led to another. Fitzy's strong hand on his cock had felt so good that he returned the favor. They kept it as their secret. They still saw girls, and they'd both developed reputations as ladies men. No one knew that there was another side to these old friends; they'd been very discreet over the years. Even their good buddies Stevie and Bill had no clue whatsoever. They'd never strayed with other men, and in fact they'd occasionally let each other watch as they screwed various chicks. They'd each set up "duck blinds" in their places where they could watch the other one in action. Mike grabbed the 'toolbox', which was full of their lubricants and sex toys. Jason seemed a little needy today, so he packed a few things extra. When Jason opened the door, Mike stared at him wide-eyed. "Dude, what's up with you? You look kinda sick." Jason explained as best he could, starting with the encounter with Dara the other night. "Man, there was something strange about that chick. I shoulda had your back." But then he recounted the story of Vanessa and the jeans. Fitzy looked at him skeptically. "There's no way that can happen, you know." "Then how do you explain these?" Jason lifted up his shirt and exposed his little titties. Fitzy was fascinated. "Holy shit. They're real," he said as he squeezed one gently. "Watch it, they're really sensitive." "What about...." "My cock? It's still there, but I think it's gotten smaller." Fitzy didn't mind this, as Jason's fat dick had always been difficult to get up his ass, no matter how lubricated. He undid Jason's pants and reached inside his briefs to grab the Magic Wand. Jason uncharacteristically brushed him aside. "No man, I need you inside me." And he stripped his friend down before putting his hot boner in his mouth. Fitzy threw his head back and let his long blond hair dangle. He loved fucking Jason. It had been too long. After getting him hard, Jason got down on all fours on the bed and spread his legs wide, waggling his ass at him. "Give me that big cock, man. Fuck me." Mike was ready. He lubed up Jason's butthole and pulled his cheeks wide as he split him open with his ramrod. Jason squealed underneath him, and his feminine reaction just made Fitzy hotter. He pushed to the depths of his buddy's tight colon, slapping his balls against him with every stroke. Jason had always been the dominant one in their lovemaking, but now he happily assumed the submissive role. Mike's hands wandered to his tits, and the feel of his rough palms on those sensitive nipples was enough to drive Jason to a new level of ecstasy. His semi-hard cock was dripping pre-cum as the blond stud pounded him harder and harder. Fitzy felt the cum building in his balls, felt his shaft throb, then relaxed as his spunk filled his friend's butt. It was a most satisfying climax for him, but Jason hadn't gotten off yet. As he eased out of his asshole, Fitzy flipped him over and lowered his mouth over Jason's trembling cock. Within seconds he was rewarded by a jet of warm gooey jizz. As much as he loved fucking women, there was always something about sucking his best friend's dick and tasting his cum. When they'd both come down off their sexual high, they pondered what to do next. Jason wanted to confront Vanessa and see if there was an antidote to what had happened to him. Fitzy agreed, but privately he liked the new feminine Jason. He wanted to get those jeans and see if he could push things a little further... *************************************************************** Vanessa still battled with herself as she stared at the jeans in her bag. She'd frigged herself into a coma with her favorite dildo, and then she felt herself coming down off her Goddess high. It was nearly imperceptible at first, but she felt her body change, and she ran to the mirror, stripping off her clothes as she went. By the time she got there, the process was complete. As she suspected, the change back was less this time, and the new 'normal' was moving closer and closer to her jeans-clad slut. Her brain seemed to be working a little better, and while she still felt the need to get fucked, it wasn't as intense and all-consuming as before. Her body was bitchin' even now, though, and she realized she'd better talk to Rick before she was a totally sex-crazed bimbo. Not that she minded that thought. She gave him a call and he said, sure, come on over. She tried to dress down as much as she could; she didn't want to be too obvious right away. However, the minute he opened the door he said, "Vanessa! What happened to you? You look....different somehow." So much for dressing down, she thought. She decided to play offense. "Ooh honey, where'd you get that scratch?" she cooed as she pointed to the side of his face. He blushed. "I, uh, don't know." He clearly wasn't prepared for his girlfriend to be in cougar mode today. "That's okay, as long as you're not hurt, honey," she purred as she leaned into him, pushing her breasts against him as she leaned up to kiss him. Rick's cock betrayed him as it got rock-hard inside his Levi's. Vanessa picked up on it immediately. "Looks like somebody missed me," she said as she moved a hand down to his crotch. "Mom." He was at a bit of a loss. "What's gotten into you?" he asked. She smiled. "There's something I'd LIKE to get into me," she said, giving his balls a painful squeeze. His hormones won out over his brains as she led him into his bedroom. He hurriedly undressed as Vanessa did her own little striptease. He looked at her with eyes wide. "Holy shit, your tits look fantastic!" Wordlessly, she guided him to the bed. She bent down between his legs and plopped his hard cock in her mouth. Omigod, Rick thought. She always hated giving me blowjobs. It was his last rational thought for a while. Vanessa manipulated him expertly, bringing him right up to the edge, then backing off. Then she retreated, and as Rick whimpered at the loss of her warm mouth on his manhood, she...pulled on a pair of jeans? As she did so, in an instant he was looking at a different woman. She was magnificent. Rick tried to say something, but Vanessa put a finger to his lips. Then she offered him her perfect breasts to lick and suck. He felt his dick get longer and harder than he'd even experienced, and when he felt the tip of it brush against her dripping pussy, he gasped. She sat down on his length, slowly and completely. When she reached bottom it was like she had locked him into place in some way. His mind was almost blank. It was that blankness that Vanessa filled with the honey of her voice. "Now I'm a Goddess. Every Goddess needs someone to serve them, and you're that person. I need you to satisfy me." Rick almost laughed at first. Goddess? But she was so amazing looking, she could be considered a Goddess, he supposed. And he wanted to satisfy her, soo much. He needed to satisfy her. He MUST satisfy her. His mind could think of nothing else. He was merely a big cock for her pleasure. He existed to give her his cum. "I need your cum!" Vanessa barked as she pumped her pussy up and down on Rick. His balls and cock swelled and throbbed at the order, and he began blowing his load into her again and again, twitching underneath her as she watched him intently. He was totally spent, but she wanted more. She had not relinquished her hold on his softening penis, and now she told him, "I want you hard again. I need more of your cum." Rick groaned, as he felt himself harden again under her command. His body ached, but he once again felt himself revving up for serving her. There was a little piece of his mind that got pleasure from obeying her. She was so perfect that it was awesome to be able to please her. And please her he did, firing another load of spunk into her greedy pussy within a minute or two. Once he was finished, his balls felt like they'd been smashed by a sledge hammer. She finally allowed him to slip out of her cunt, and when he did, his face had a look of shock. "What the hell?" he said. Vanessa laughed sarcastically. "Didn't you have fun?" "Yeah, Nessa, but that was kind of weird. I wasn't really in control there. And how did you change like that?" "Don't you like your Goddess?" "That's the second time you've said that. I mean, you're like a completely different person." "Yes, I am. I kind of like it." "But...how?" he said weakly. "These," she pointed to the jeans leg covering hers. "They allow me to be so much more than Vanessa." "A....Goddess?" Rick said slowly. "Yes. In fact, in private that's all you will call me. Do you understand?" "But........Yes, Goddess." In Rick's mind, a little chemical was released, and he inwardly shivered with joy at obeying her. "All doubt and concern about this will disappear from your mind. In fact, I've always been this way." Vanessa half believed it herself. She was becoming more and more comfortable as the Goddess Slut, and she was surprised at how easily she'd controlled Rick. She'd have to test the limits of that control at some point, but for now she told Rick to go to sleep and gather his strength. Rick thought that was a great idea and was snoring two minutes later. She then pulled the jeans on fully and sat there watching him sleep, contemplating her next move. She must have nodded off at some point because she was awoken by a large 'click' in her head. She shuddered awake, still in the chair, Rick still asleep. She knew that she was complete. She didn't know how this was, but she knew that her journey to Goddess had finished. The Jeans had performed their task and were no longer needed. Vanessa thought briefly about putting those jeans over Rick's sleeping form as she'd done to Jason, but she realized that she needed his cock as much as he needed to serve her. So she flung them aside, spreading her legs to allow herself easy access for her fingers to her snatch. She was constantly wet now, always at a low state of arousal. Just as she was about to wake Rick for another session, she heard noises at the front door. Peeking from behind a curtain, she could tell it was Jason and his friend, Mike Fitzpatrick. They were arguing whether this was a good idea when Vanessa surprised them both by pulling the door open. Mike's eyes nearly bugged out as he surveyed her naked form. "Can I help you boys?" she said seductively. "V-vanessa?" Mike said. "Hi Fitzy," she chirped. "Come on in." She stopped in Rick's living room. "Have a seat," she told them. Jason was clearly uncomfortable, but his big nipples were punching through his t-shirt. She sat down across from Fitzy, who couldn't stop staring at her Goddess body. "How can I help you?" she purred. "I think you know," Jason hissed. "You've left me in Never-Never Land, and I'd like to go back to the way I was." "I don't know how to do that, Jason. Maybe nobody does." "I need to see those jeans." "Maybe later, but not right now." As she stared at Jason, she could see the conflicting desires in him; the desire to fuck her, but also the desire to be fucked as a little slut. It was an interesting dynamic. And so she decided to have a little fun. In a loud voice she said, "Rick, please join us." A few seconds later, Rick appeared from his bedroom, scratching his head and blinking his eyes. He was totally nude as well, and she watched Jason's reaction. His face flushed and she knew she had him. "Rick, go over to Jason and let him suck your cock," she said. Rick hesitated for a second. This was wrong; he'd never done anything like this. But when he took a step toward Jason he felt immediate rewards inside. His cock got hard as soon as Jason wrapped his hand around it and sucked the tip. "That's really good, isn't it, Rick?" she said, the words burning into his skull. "Oh, yess," he agreed. "Well, you can't have all the fun. Jason needs his cock sucked, too." With that, Rick tore Jason's clothes off, and Vanessa's current boyfriend straddled her ex-boyfriend, settling into a passionate 69. Jason had tried to maintain control but the second he saw Rick's cock all was lost. And Rick's mouth on his own dick turned him into a mindless sex toy. Rick was almost having an out-of-body experience. Was he really taking this cock down his throat and enjoying it? It was something that would have been inconceivable a few hours ago but it pleased his Goddess. He felt the warm spot in his brain again and his own cock jumped in Jason's mouth. He worked harder and harder, especially when Goddess told him to swallow all of Jason's cum, but he was not to cum himself, not yet. Vanessa was having so much fun playing with her toy that she almost forgot about Fitzy. She pulled his shirt off and he did the rest. She positioned him on the floor next to Rick and Jason, and toyed with his cock briefly before getting to the main event. Shimmying down his pole, she felt the same sense of control she felt over Rick when he was inside her. She told him she wanted his cock to be bigger inside her and Fitzy grimaced as his body complied. Vanessa stopped to watch Jason blow his load into Rick's waiting mouth. "Take it all, baby," she cooed. "Lick up every last drop. Then I want you to fuck him in his shemale ass." She flipped a bottle of lube at him. Rick obediently cleaned Jason's dick, then flipped him over like a rag doll as he lubed up Jason's asshole. He positioned his power tool at the opening, and his momentary hesitation was noticed by Vanessa. "Fuck his tight little butt like it was my pussy, honey, and give him a big load of your tasty man goo." Reinforced, Rick pushed into Jason from behind and pile drove him into the carpet, grunting. Vanessa turned her attention back to Fitzy. His cock felt so awesome inside her, and little tingles were going off all over his body. She leaned forward and proffered one of her magnificent globes to him. The nipple was fat and red and he suckled it like a baby with a bottle. His mind went blank, and her voice was ringing in his head. "You want to please me, don't you, Mike?" she said. Smothered by her boob, he couldn't answer except to say, "Mmm." "Good, because I like it when you please me. And you like it too. In fact, you're pleasing me right now. Doesn't it feel good? Doesn't it feel good to please your Goddess?" Fireworks were going off in Fitzy's head. Pleasing her made him feel soo good. The feedback loop was established; the more he pleased her, the more awesome he felt. He sucked harder on her beautiful tit of his Goddess as she rocked back and forth on his cock buried deep inside her. "Give me your cum," she growled, and instantly his head and his dick exploded simultaneously. Fitzy made some gurgling sounds as he fired load after load into her. He could tell he was pleasing her and the thought made him shoot his spunk again and again, until he was twitching in ecstasy, with no more cum to give her. Only then did she come, a big, roiling orgasm that shook her body so deeply that she almost lost consciousness. Her twat grabbed Fitzy's limp dick tightly, squeezing the last drop on jizz from his spent body. Feeling his Goddess's orgasm, Rick redoubled his efforts in Jason's shapely butt, and gushed his warm load deep inside. Jason came again as well, spilling his load on the carpet. As everyone lay panting from their exertions, Fitzy and Rick heard Goddess tell them they should sleep. And so they did, almost immediately. Jason was still on all fours on the carpet, a thin string of Rick's cum dripping from his overstretched puckered hole and down his balls. Vanessa casually went over and licked it all the way back to the source, her tongue playing around his brown rose. Then she moved in front of Jason. "I'm sorry I was so mean to you. I'd like to make it up to you now." "There's no going back." "No, but the way forward is pretty amazing. You can be a Goddess, too." "What's with the Goddess stuff?" "I don't know exactly. It just kind of popped into my head. But I found that Rick wants me to be his Goddess, and that obeying me makes him positively orgasmic. I suspect that Fitzy can be the same way for you, too." She reached into a bag and pulled out the jeans. "Put them on, and be a Goddess with me. In a little while, you won't need them any more. There comes a point where.....well, you just know." Jason pulled them on, and felt the energy surge through her body. It felt so wonderful that there was no chance of turning back. It was good to be a Goddess.