Coin Toss
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It had come down to this... the toss of a coin. How did we find ourselves
in such a fucked up position? Heads or tails, either way one of our life's
never going to be the same again... Would we even be the same person
really? On second thought, it's not super complicated. It's all because we
wanted a damn drink. It sounds innocent enough but if we had just gone
straight home from the office we would have never run into this bat-shit
crazy witch!
I looked over at Bill. His face was pale white and I could tell he was
feeling the same overwhelming panic with a side of fear that I was. My
stomach was twisted and on the verge of rejecting the watery scotch that I
had just finished, but I couldn't move from the spot if I wanted to. My
feet were planted to the street by some magical means.
"Jack, what are we gonna do?!" whispered Bill, as if whispering meant that
the fiery haired witch standing just three feet from us would not be able
to hear him.
"Just give me a minute to think!" I said to both Bill and the witch.
Rebecca laughed. "Heads or tails, it's not a hard decision... but given
the severity of the outcome I will give you a moment to reflect on your
choice." Her grin didn't help any. She knew there was no getting out of
this spot, but still I tried to think of one...
What did we do to piss off this powerful, and apparently testy, witch? It
probably had something to do with the proposition that Bill had made just
a few minutes ago. Bill and I had just set foot in the bar when he spotted
a beautiful redheaded temptress sitting at a table along the far wall. We
both knew he had a weak spot for redheads... hell, so did I. So we got our
drinks from the bar and made our way over to the lone beauty and Bill,
being the more eager of the two of us, asked if she would like some
company for a drink?
The woman looked up at the two of us and sized us up almost instantly, and
with a coy little smile she replied, "Certainly, gentlemen. Have a seat."
For the next 45 minutes we chatted, small talk mostly. She learned our
names and what we did for a living and we learned her name (Rebecca) and
that she worked in a new age herbal medicine shop not far from downtown.
Weird, eh? Neither of us particularly cared about that though. We had all
downed a few more drinks and apparently Bill was feeling ballsy enough to
say what was on his mind... I wish I could reach into the past and smack
his big mouth before he said it, but you know what they say about
hindsight. Besides, at the time I was almost as impetulent as he was.
"So Becky... enough of this boring small talk! I live just a few minutes
away from here, why don't the three of us go on back there and we'll put
your gorgeous lips to good use... both sets of 'em!" Bill said with a
wink. "I know you want to, how bout it?"
A look of shock briefly passed over Rebecca's face, but it quickly changed
to disappointment.
"Damn. I was starting to think you two were different. Whatever happened
to chivalry? To gentlemen?" She looked over towards the door...
"Hey, hey, hey! There's a time and a place for that romancy lovey-dovey
stuff, but we both know this ain't it honey!" Bill continued, suave as
ever. "But hey I'm not all bad, look I've got cash on me, I'll make it
worth your while!"
That got Rebecca's attention. She looked back at Bill with a look of
barely supressed fury in her eyes. I'm sure the amused giggling coming
from my side of the table didn't help one bit either.
"So I'm not just a slut in your eyes? I'm a whore too?!" she said with
disgust.
"Hey, there's like, a certain kinda honor in being a lady of the evenin'!"
Bill stammered drunkenly in response.
For the next 20 seconds Rebecca did not say a word. Her face displayed
many emotions. Revoltion, anger, more anger, and then a look of
contemplation before she replied.
"You really think that don't you? That there's nothing wrong with being a
street walker? A slut? A dirty, diseased, pathetic, whore? Well... maybe
there's some poetic justice to be had here..." Her eyes began to glow an
eerie red and slowly the noise in the room dimmed and faded to nothing.
"Follow me out back to the ally, boys. I think you'll find you have no
choice in the matter."
True to her words our bodies seemed to move on their own. They must have,
because at that moment I was too scared to move an inch. As my body
followed Rebecca through the bar to the back door (Bill's too) I noticed
that the bar was quiet because everyone and everything inside was frozen
in place except for us. There goes the possibility of screaming for
help...
We soon found ourselves outside the bar in the dim ally, with no witnesses
or noise in the area. It wasn't looking good.
"Re-Rebecca..." I stammered, trying to think of a way to appease the
insulted redhead who apparently weilded mystic powers.
"Shut up!" She wasn't going to hear any apologies... "You love whores so
much? I think you should rethink that! It's a dirty and degrading
profession that destroys lives and demeans my gender!" She looked from
Bill to myself. "Now I'd like to teach the both of you a lesson, but sadly
I'm only able to educate one of you... for reasons that are above pathetic
mortal men such as yourselves." She raised her hand and opened it, palm
up. A shiny quarter was in her hand...
"So... I'm going to flip a coin. One of you is going to see first hand
what it's like to be a street walker. The other... I don't know, I'll have
to adjust your memories, and maybe your personaltity a tad, and then let
you go with a warning."
Bill and I nervously looked at each other. We wanted to know but were
afraid to ask.
"I know what you're wondering, what am I going to make the unlucky one do?
Well it's fairly simple. You're going to be changed into young and
attractive woman, one with the mind of a cock-hungry whore. You'll crave
money, attention, sex, and think very little of yourself. Not that you'll
think much at all..." Rebecca giggled. "You'll be as dumb as you must have
thought I was to consider such a proposal." She held up the coin,
examining it casually as she smiled at the thought of the vacant-minded
sex worker she was going to create out of whoever's luck didn't hold up.
"Well boys, one of you call it. Heads or tails?" She looked at us
expectantly...
Well, that's how we got into this predicament. Unfortunately I thought of
nothing at all that could help... I just hoped I won the toss, this was
all Bill's fault anyways.
I looked back at Bill. He was scared. "I... choose heads!" I stammered.
"Excellent!" Rebecca was almost cheerful as she began to toss the coin in
the air. It flipped end-over-end and landed on the pavement and continued
to spin. Around and around and around, it took forever to slow and
eventually the coin landed on one side. It was still.
Rebecca picked the coin up again, "Tails it is! I have to say I'm rather
disappointed. I so wanted to have my fun with Bill here, but I guess I'll
have to settle for you, Jack." She raised her hand and once again her eyes
began to glow with a red light, and then her raised hand also started to
glow.
I tried to flee at that point, but my feet were firmly rooted where they
were. It must have been the result of her magic because I was overcome
with fear and the impulse to get the hell outta there at that moment. As I
was staring down at my unresponsive feet I saw my body as it started to
also glow faintly, and then the sensations started.
My feet tingled and as a wiggled my toes I could tell there was now much
more room inside my shoes. My feet were shrinking! It wasn't long after
that though that my shoes magically changed from the running shoes they
were before into black heels that showed off my now red toenails which
could be seen through the sheer stockings that were now creeping up my
calves, which themselves had changed to become very smooth. It's safe to
say I had never been more freaked out in my life. I opened my mouth to
beg, to scream, to cry, or just to curse Bill for being such a prick and
getting me into this... but Rebecca must have guessed what I was going to
do and the only sound that came out of my mouth was a very feminine and
high pitched moan, one of a woman in obvious pleasure. I'd lost control of
my voice on top of all this!
The changes continued up my soft and curvy legs, encased in silk
stockings, until they reached my hips. They instantly and painlessly
popped outward to give me instant curves that would be commonly described
as "child-bearing" and a quick check behind me confirmed that I had the
generous and round ass to match. As I was feeling my large derriere I
noticed that I could no longer feel my genitals... my hands rushed to my
crotch where they felt only a smooth front and the smooth feel of the
black satin miniskirt that I was now wearing. When did that happen?!
I pulled up the front of the skirt to find that I was no longer wearing
any underwear, and that I now owned a shaved pussy. I tried to scream, but
only managed to utter another sexy moan, as if I was begging someone to
use the sexy pussy that I was feeling up and showing off to any onlookers,
had there been any other than my stunned friend and a vengeful witch.
Still the changes continued upward. My waist pulled in suddenly and
dramatically, giving me a tight tummy and waist that any model would be
jealous of. Unseen to me a colorful butterfly tattoo appeared on the small
of my back. My t-shirt slid up my belly and grew snug as it quickly took
the form of a red spandex tube top which showed off a pierced bellybutton.
After my waist came the constricting change to my rib cage and shoulders.
They compacted to a smaller, more feminine formation, and the tingling in
my chest began to intensify. My chest quickly grew two respectable b-cup
breasts before Rebecca said, "Now that just won't do, you won't get enough
attention that way!" She giggled as my chest instantly ballooned outward
to what must have been a 36DD bra size. They looked obviously fake, but
were firm and gave me ample cleavage to show off in my tube top. Running
my hands over them (did I do that on my own?) I heard myself giggle and
noticed that I didn't seem to be controlling my legs any more. I was
standing in a very feminine stance, completely stable on heels that should
have had me toppling over immediately.
I was still wondering what was going on with my chest and legs and the
heels before I realised that there was hair in my eyes and touching my
bare neck and shoulders. It was brown, that much I could see but I
couldn't get my hands to respond when I wanted to reach up and touch my
hair. My hands just reached into the purse that was hanging from my
shoulder (where did that come from?!) and fished out the compact mirror
that was underneath an alarming amount of condoms and opened it and
started to apply some very bright red lipstick in a slow and exagerated
motion.
Rebecca smirked as she watched her new sex worker apply her makeup. I felt
myself apply several coats of lipstick on the lips of a stunning beauty
with smoky eyes and a cute nose. Her brown hair flowed in waves down to
her shoulders. She was stunning, but her appearance was obviously that of
a street walker. This was my body, but at the same time it wasn't. I
couldn't control any part of myself, it was as if it was on autopilot and
the curse was in control!
"Mmmm, who's this hunky man? Do we have our first customer of the
evening?" I grinned as I sexily strode up to Bill and wrapped my arms
around his shoulders. "Whaddaya say, pal? Take me for a ride?" I winked at
Bill. I wanted so hard to scream and run or to do anything really,
anything other than what my body was doing!
"Oh that's a wonderful idea!!" Rebecca beamed. "Yes let's have good old
Bill here be your very first customer!"
Bill managed to speak for the first time since his friend disappeared and
this sexy hooker took shape in front of him. "Wha-... wait, no, that's
Jack! No way!" he stammered.
"Oh hush up. That's not Jack anymore, it's Amber the beautiful lady of the
night!" Rebecca replied. She made a slight motion toward Bill with her
wrist. "And you will love every minute you're with her!"
Bill completely forgot I was in that body at that moment, I could see it
in his eyes as he went in for the hard kiss that my traitorous body
returned with vigor. I would have yelled if I could, I would have hit him,
run away, anything other than make out like a couple of horny teenagers...
but that's exactly what my body did. My arms went around his head and his
around my waist before lowering to cup my new ample ass. I could feel
myself press my breasts into his chest and hear an overenthusiastic moan
come from my slender throat.
Bill groped my ass for a few more seconds before pausing and then grabbing
my hair and pressing down. I apparently took the hint and lowered to my
knees instantly.
"Suck it, bitch," Bill said, but I didn't need him to say anything. I was
already undoing his zipper and freeing his semi-erect cock. I could feel
the warmth and every detail of it as I stroked it and before I could
scream out in disgust in my mind I found my lucious red lips parting to
take it into my mouth. My lips, tongue and throat worked away in a
calculated and expert manner. My head bobbed back and forth, faster and
faster, urged on by Bill who had a hand on my head.
A few moments later Bill stopped me. His cock popped out of my mouth and I
looked up at him and said, "You like that, stud?" At this point the shock
and disgust that I had experienced was oddly diminished. I barely felt
sick from the taste of my former friends precum and the humiliation of
giving him a blowjob was almost gone, replaced by the calm attitude of a
professional sex worker who knew what she was doing. Was I disappearing?
It didn't feel like it... I was still aware of everything, it's just that
Amber's thoughts and feelings seemed to be mixing with my own. As I
pondered this I barely noticed that I had stood up and turned around and
was now being bent over a garbage can by Bill. He quickly lifted the hem
of my mini-skirt and rubbed my naked pussy. Once he was sure it was nice
and wet he lined up and entered me from behind. The John grunted and I
gave him a quick "ooh, yeah"... they love that. He pumped me for a good 3
minutes before I felt him blow his load in me. A moment later he was
fumbling with his wallet as I straightened my skirt and waited for my
cash.
Rebecca watched with satisfaction as Amber the whore walked off to clean
up the mess leaking down her thigh and look for another John, and Bill who
walked off just looking satisfied and completely unaware that he had just
paid to fuck his friend, the hooker.
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