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The Ring of Rheoli - Part 1
By GreenComet
Prologue
Kyle and Jake were extremely close ever since they were children. As
teenagers they shared similar interests, mostly video games, baseball
and other hobbies. You would never find one without the other, that
was, until recently. Over the last year Jake had met Susie, a fairly
pretty nineteen-year-old brunette. Although she had a toddler, she
seemed to make Jake happy, and in return Kyle was happy for them. They
were even all roommates at one point, but as time went on Kyle and Jake
became distanced.
At first the sounds of Jake and Susie having sex amused Kyle, he had
even yelled "you give it to her buddy" through the wall on one occasion,
egging Jake on for the sake of humor. But as time went on, the sounds
of Susie screaming through the walls had become tiresome. Toward the
end of their lease, Kyle had found himself falling asleep with his head
under a pillow.
If this wasn't bad enough, Kyle found that Jake was more and more
reluctant to have what Susie declared "bromance". Once upon a time
these two would spend an entire day together, either talking about
baseball or star wars, or playing video games. These days the only
thing they seemed to share was baseball, and Kyle had a feeling that
this only occurred because Susie allowed it. Jake had never been the
whipped type, but it seems that Susie had an abnormal level of control
over him.
Kyle began to loathe Susie and everything she did, and aside from her
looks he couldn't see why Jake was still with her. For one thing Susie
smoked and as far as anyone could tell, both Jake and Kyle found that
habit trashy, yet Jake didn't seem to mind her doing it. Secondly, Mark
wasn't even Jake's kid, yet he spent more time with that child than
Susie did. And the way she goes out to clubs and sticks Jake with
babysitting duty, it drove Kyle nuts. He was sure that Susie wasn't
very faithful. The way she dressed and the time she spent at the mall,
or at the night club furthered that belief, although Kyle had no proof.
Everything about her seemed wrong for Jake, the more Kyle got to know
her. Yet anytime Kyle brought it up to Jake, he would have the same
response. "She's the girl of my dreams" was all that Kyle could get out
of him, and he really didn't want to press the subject. Sure he might
not like Susie, but Jake was like a brother to him and he wouldn't let
whatever they still had disappear.
So he remained civil with Susie, coming over to her and Jake's house for
baseball once a week, enjoying what time he could get with his best
friend. The dislike was there however and any time Kyle and Susie
occupied the same room, the tension was so thick you could cut it with a
knife. It was a well known secret that Kyle disliked Susie, but anyone
could tell that the feelings were mutual. So when Jake asked Kyle to be
best man at his wedding, it was quite a shock when he stated that it was
Susie's idea. Not wanting to let his best friend down, Kyle accepted.
The ceremony was quite nice, much bigger than Kyle though both Jake and
Susie could afford, but he drank and made toasts. He even bagged one of
the bridesmaids that night, so it wasn't too terrible an event. The
girl was nice, and from what Kyle could remember her name was Amy. He
did remember the pierced nipples on her firm double-D tits however, but
she was a bit clingy and he wasn't a fan of commitment, so he led her on
her way the following morning. He had felt a bit guilty that she was so
upset, but Kyle had been through this before, she wasn't anything
special to him. He had even called Jake to tell him about his one night
stand with the hottest bridesmaid, but Jake didn't seem as amused as he
should have been. When he told Kyle off for not giving her a shot, Kyle
was speechless. What nerve did Jake have to criticize his dating
habits? Until the last year, Jake was the of the same interest, but
alas Kyle figured it was some strange new-married-guy standpoint, and
let it slide. Kyle and Jake had a baseball game tonight, they'd toss
back a few beers and this past month would be all behind them. Or at
least that's what Kyle thought...
Part 1: Kyle
It was a beautiful, early Autumn evening as I made my way to Jake's
place. The leaves on the trees were starting to change color and the
evening air was chilly and brisk. I only live a few blocks away and
this time of year is my favorite, so I figured a little walk would be
good for me. On the way over, a few thoughts drifted through my head.
Primarily I focused on how rare it was that both of our teams played on
a weekend, which excited me. When the Cubs play the Sox we usually
indulge a bit more in our alcohol. That last thought however, sparked a
feeling of sadness. We used to have a drink almost every night as we
played video games or just hung out, these occasions were too few and
far in between now, and it wasn't going to get any better.
Last night Jake had called to tell me his "good news", apparently Susie
was already a month pregnant, and despite my skepticism he was sure it
was his. If you couldn't tell, I'm not a huge fan of his new wife. She
already has a kid from a previous relationship that she can't seem to
take care of, and with Jake having one of his own on top of watching
Mark, I'd be surprised if I'm even allowed over for baseball next year.
That thought started to piss me off a bit, just as I rounded the corner
and made my way to their front door.
After knocking, perhaps a bit too hard, I took a deep breath. A minute
later I was cooled down and Jake had opened the door, my bitter mood
disappeared. "Ready to have your ass handed to you?" I asked him,
droping a case of Guinness into his arms. He grasped the beer as he
responded with a "you wish" and we made our way upstairs to his
apartment.
As we progressed toward the living room, pausing for a moment in the
kitchen to deposit the beer, I noticed Susie sitting on the couch with
the remote in her hand.
"The game's about to begin," I declared, causing her to peel herself
away from the TV and look in my direction.
"Oh it's you," she said to me a bit coldly, "don't worry, Gossip Girl is
almost over," and she looked back at the set.
"Gossip Girl? What the hell is that garbage?" I jested at Jake. He
laughed as Susie raised her eyebrows slightly. "Sounds like one of
those stupid girly shows full of hot chicks who are either pregnant,
sleeping around, or crying about something unimportant," I continued,
"what a waste of time."
She put the remote down and got up, looking at me with a quizzical
expression. "You wouldn't know the first thing about being a woman,"
she said to me, crossing her arms.
"Pfft," I retorted and then I noticed something shiny on her finger. It
was this huge stone ring with some sort of stick-figure carved on the
face of it. Before I had a chance to comment she strutted out of the
room.
I could see where the initial attraction came from as she walked away.
Susie was a short, thin brunette with wavy hair and an hourglass figure,
and she was quite pretty when she didn't speak. She was also extremely
feminine, which made her even more attractive but ruined her
personality, in my opinion.
"Well, let's get this game going," Jake stated, snapping me out of my
observation. He pressed a button on the remote, and in a few minutes
our game began.
It was the bottom of the 5th inning, and we were deep into our drinks
when Susie came into the room with her two-year-old son Mark. "I'm
going downstairs for a minute," she said to Jake as she placed her son
down.
"Okay love," he said moving a bit closer to the child, and just as Susie
turned to walk away I noticed her pull something out of her purse.
Staring in disgust, I turned to Jake and stated, "I thought you made her
quit smoking dude."
"Don't worry, it's fine," Jake said to me, eyes now on Mark.
I bit back my retort and turned back to the game, his team was killing
me and that didn't help my mood either.
Around the 6th inning Susie made her way back upstairs and walked into
her bedroom, not even looking to see how Mark was doing. Jake continued
to play babysitter as our game was going on, he hadn't even noticed how
bad he was beating me. Soon the game was over, the Sox losing
spectacularly to the Cubs. All of the beer was gone, only a few of them
claimed by Jake as he was so captivated with watching Mark to even watch
the game.
"Well I'm out dude," I said reluctantly, "I guess we'll do this again
next week."
"Alright bro, later," Jake said to me without even a glance in my
direction.
Grabbing my hoodie, I made my way outside a bit peeved. I had just
opened the front door to let myself out when I noticed her at the
mailbox, blowing a stream of smoke into the air with her head tilted
backward.
"Are you leaving?" Susie said to me in such a cold tone it set me off.
Between the Sox losing to the Cubs, me losing my best friend to a
toddler, and the amount of alcohol in my system, I wasn't taking any
more of her shit tonight.
I exploded. I went into deep detail about how much of a stupid slut I
thought she was, followed by a few choice words about her poor
parenting, her stupid emotions, her slutty dress sense, her trashy
smoking habit, her stupid TV shows, everything that had pissed me off
since I had first met her. It had felt good to get out all of my
feelings like that, and judging by the pissed off look on her face, I
had gotten through. Breathing heavily, I had felt a thrill of success at
the look on her face, I had hurt her and it felt great.
She continued to glare at me heatedly, a hatred in her eyes deeper than
anything I had ever seen her display, and then she began to cry. I had
almost apologized when I remembered how this is a woman's trump card,
and I wasn't taking the bait. In her tears, she looked into my eyes and
said something I couldn't quite catch. The last thing I remembered
before I blacked out was a strange purple glow coming from that odd ring
on her hand.
Some time later...
When I had first opened my eyes, I found myself in complete darkness. I
was still feeling the buzz of the alcohol and my body was both sore and
on fire, or so it felt. As I attempted to sit up I found that I was
completely paralyzed and I became scared, what the hell had happened to
me? I tried to talk but the only sounds I could make were weak grunts,
and they sounded all wrong for some reason. Suddenly an overhead light
had come on and I closed my stinging eyes reflexively.
"So, I see that you're awake," I heard Susie's voice say. I tried to
respond with a question but all I could do was furl my eyebrows, as I
was still paralyzed. "Why don't you sit up?" she asked and oddly enough
I found myself sitting up right. As I did, I felt a weird shift of
weight around my body that I wasn't used to, and a ticklish sensation on
my face. Opening my eyes I found that I had hair in my face that looked
to be the same color of Susie's. I made to move the hair out of my
face, but again I was paralyzed. What was going on?
"What's the matter?" she asked, then suddenly something clicked. "Oh
right, you can't move can you?" she giggled, then she looked down at her
ring studying it for a second, then back up at me. "Let me test
something... Ok, I want you to stay calm and go look in the closet
mirror," she said to me, and suddenly I realized where I was. I was in
Jake's spare bedroom, and just as I realized this, I started to do
exactly what Susie had just instructed.
When I had reached the mirror and peered into it, I was dumbfounded.
Looking back at me were two copies of Susie, only the closest one was
wearing my clothes. "Pretty cool huh?" she said to me as I was gaping
at my reflection. "You can move and talk freely now, but I don't want
you to leave this room, attack me or be able to raise your voice."
"Is this a nightmare?" I asked her, even my voice was an exact copy of
her. My body remained calm even though what I was experiencing now,
should have put me in a state of shock.
"For you maybe," she said smiling. "I think this ring I found has some
pretty neat powers-" we both looked at it "-and you're going to be my
little guinea pig."
"No, please change me back, I can't go walking around looking like
this," I said to her causing her to frown slightly.
She stopped smiling. "The way you've been treating me this past year,
and all of those things you had just said to me? I don't think so. I
have a few ideas for you asshole."
I started to protest but she cut me off. "You are right about one thing
though, there can't be two of me walking around," and she began to study
me.
"You can't do this you stupid bitch, quit playing and fix me," I said as
loud as her command would let me, I was getting angry.
"Oh don't worry, I'll fix you alright," she replied. I was about to
argue back but she held her finger up and once again I found myself
unable to speak.
"Let's start with your body," she thought aloud, looking down at her
ring, then at my chest. "I remember you saying after my wedding, to
Jake after you dumped Amy, how you were a 'tits guy'. So lets make yours
twice as big as they are now."
Susie's chest was a firm C-cup and they already felt huge on me. I
started to shake my head in protest, when I felt it. The sudden itching
sensation was maddening, I began to scratch my chest when I felt a
ballooning sensation beneath my hands. As the weight was added to my
front, I started to arch my back reflexively, and as I did I noticed the
front of my shirt expanding as my swelling tits continued to grow. I
could feel a chill around my belly-button as the design on my shirt was
stretching, and when it had stopped, I could no longer see my feet. I
looked back at her with a pleading expression.
"That's right Kyle, I know your type," she explained, "your hips need to
be a bit wider and your ass a bit bigger too."
I had no way of fighting this, all I could do is squirm and clench as
the changes were taking hold. I suddenly felt my pants tighten, the
waist band on my boxers cutting into my thighs.
"That probably hurts huh?" she asked me with no hint of sympathy in her
voice. "Alright then, this will probably be more fun with you naked
anyway," and at once I felt a large chill over my body. I shivered as
my arms moved almost subconciously, my right arm trying to cover my bare
giant chest, and my left hand covering...
I started to tear up as I felt the slit that had once been my manhood,
somewhere deep inside I had already known that I would have a matching
pussy to go with this body, but it was still quite a shock to feel
nothing there. Susie's eyes widened with joy at my expression. "What,
did you think you would somehow keep your cock?" she asked. "Don't
worry though, you'll find a good use for that cunt of yours."
I started to tear up slightly as she appraised me from a distance. "Not
bad, but your still too similar. I think your hair should be a bit
longer, hmm... curlier, and... oh let's go with a light blonde color
instead of my normal brown." The strands of hair in my face seemed to
lighten from the tips up, as the ends began to curl slightly.
"Your eyes should be a bit bigger too, yep just like that, and bright
blue. Your lips need to be plumper, like you always want to be kissed.
And I think your nose should be a bit smaller... Perfect! Now Kyle..."
she began, then stopped as she broke into giggles. Laughter isn't
something I was used to from Susie, and I didn't like it. "Your name
really doesn't fit your body, now does it? Let's see, what should we
call you?"
I shook my head quickly in protest, my watering eyes starting to send
tears down my cheeks.
"From now on, your name is going to be Katie and if anyone asks, you're
my slutty cousin from down state. Now, what is your name? You can
speak again."
"N-no!" I said to her full of emotion. "Y-you have to stop this!"
"Tell me your name," she said to me in a demanding voice.
"K-Katie." I gasped. "No my name's not Katie, it's Katie!" I clapped
my hand over my mouth.
Susie smiled even wider. "That's right Katie, and guess what? Your
body is very attracted to men, no matter how much you aren't. You're
quite the slut actually. Everything you hate that I do, you're going to
do too, no matter how much you don't want to. You're going to talk and
act very feminine with everything you do. You can only dress in sexy,
slutty, very girly clothes. You'll also need to have fresh makeup on at
all times, and you will apply it like a professional. And no matter
what, you will always have a sexy, perfume smell that will make men lust
after you."
As she was giving me all of these commands, I felt my entire body shift
with each breath she took. My stature had changed from a tense, wide
stance, to that of a very feminine pose. I couldn't control myself, she
had entire control over me and no matter how hard I tried to fight it, I
couldn't, but I could tell she wasn't done. I could smell a hint of
vanilla and flowers in the air.
"A few more things, then I'll let you get on your way." She was having
fun with this, but from the malicious look in her eyes, you could tell
that she was unleashing an entire year of abuse and hatred into this
curse. "Your voice should be a little higher pitched, so we don't sound
entirely the same. To test it I want you to tell me how bad you want to
get laid, because you are extremely horny right now."
I couldn't help myself when I replied in a sexy, soprano voice, "I want
it sooooo bad right now," because her spell had also made me extremely
horny. I could feel my crotch getting wet and my nipples hardening, and
she could obviously see the effect her spell had on me, because I had
dropped to my knees and started to masturbate right in front of her.
She watched me maliciously for a few minutes before she began again.
"You know what would look good right now?" she asked rhetorically. "I
think you should have those cute barbell piercings on your nipples," and
I felt a sharp pinch in my nipples that sent waves of pleasure down my
spine. Looking down, I saw the glitter of something metal in my thumb-
sized nipples, as I continued to fondle myself. "You should also have
your tongue pierced too Katie, men really like that." I felt my heart
miss a beat as the sharp pain appeared in my mouth, which escaped quiet
moans of pleasure and fear. "And I think cute golden hoop earrings
should be in your ears at all times." She looked me over for a moment
and giggled, "You're like having a real life barbie doll."
She looked around as she finished laughing, then turned to me. "You'll
live here for now, this is your bedroom but you can come and go as you
please. Everything in this room will change to fit your new personality
and body. There are a wide variety of shoes and clothes in the closet,"
which appeared as she said it, "and plenty of makeup in your little pink
purse, that you can't go anywhere without, along with anything else your
body should want or need."
I tried to maintain a feeling of horror, but I was still so damn horny I
couldn't think about anything else, as I continued to pleasure myself
shamefully in front of her. She watched as I finished up, coming
another few times before I was able to stop myself. As I looked into her
face, I could see her eyes squinting as she smiled at me.
"That felt good didn't it?" she said smiling as I looked away
shamefully. "Let's see. Throughout the day, every day, you will get
increasingly horny. So horny, in fact, that it will start to drive you
crazy. The only way for you to satisfy this, is to have a man come
inside of you."
My eyes widened as she stated the last part, she nodded. "That's right,
you won't feel right unless you have a cock inside of you. You say that
I'm a slut? You criticize me for having a baby young, I want you to
regret every mean thing you said to me," she hissed. "On top of that,
you will be very fertile around your ovulation time. And you will be
getting your monthly cycle and have hormones just like every other girl
does, so I sure hope you have birth control." She laughed. "And you
will fuck like a porn star, so men will keep wanting more... Now get
dressed, you can move and talk freely again." And with that she left
the room smiling, closing the door behind her.
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