Howie Returns to PennsylvaniaChapter 3
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She Handled it Well
I was sitting at the bar, sipping slowly on my third beer. I didn't even
have a buzz going for me... Great. I looked over at my friend, Mike, he was
hitting on some girl across the bar. I saw a look of disgust flash across
her face as a drink flew into his face. He looked stunned, and then
hesitantly walked back over to take a seat next to me.
"What was that about?" I asked him.
"Had to get her ready for you," he started, "I'm your wingman tonight,
Jason. You can thank me later." He gave me a gently shove and I slowly
approached the girl.
She was gorgeous. She had an athletic, shapely body, perfectly outlined
by an, albeit skimpy, black dress. It hugged her legs just below the
waistline, tempting me to pull them up. Her breasts were held together
gingerly, creating the perfect sliver of cleavage on her moderate
neckline. Her red hair was draped over her left shoulder, and she glanced
at me suspiciously. Her green eyes scanning me for any sign of "threat".
"Are you here to see how far your one liners get you? I can save you the
trouble." She said, her voice was both sensual and powerful, it gripped
my heart and squeezed. I took a deep breath and shook it off, I needed
this. Ever since my breakup I'd been looking for a fling to get me past
it, problem was I'm not too good with the one night stand deals.
Hopefully, this would be the one.
"Actually, I'm here to buy you a drink to replace the one you wasted," I
said, trying to be smooth.
"No thanks, I'm heading home." She picked up her purse and started to
walk away.
"Then let me come with you," I said, wishing I could pull the words back
into my mouth.
The reaction was instantaneous, she turned around with a newly acquired
fire in her green eyes. "Excuse me?"
"We're both here for our own reasons, but I bet they're more similar than
you think," I scrambled. "I bet you have a million things better to do
than sit at a bar and get hit on by sleazy guys. You're looking for
something, and so am I. I was just thinking that we could help each
other..."
She looked me over, raising one eyebrow.
That look was still burned into my mind as I pulled out of her. A look of
sheer ecstasy had replaced it. She was breathing heavily, we both were,
and the rise and fall of her chest only made her appear sexier. I pulled
her in tightly and passionately kissed her.
"I had doubts,"she stated as she pulled away.
"Good decision?" I asked.
"The best decision." She smiled and laughed slightly, turning over in the
bed to stretch. I layed one hand on her stomach, feeling the perfectly
toned muscle underneath, her skin so incredibly smooth. I couldn't
believe that line had actually worked. I was still staring into her eyes
when the door slammed open. Standing there was a blond, slightly chubby,
and eyes as black as pits. It was my ex-girlfriend, Vikki.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I shouted.
"Who is this?" my fling asked.
"She's my psycho ex, and she's leaving."
Vikki just looked us over in our naked forms and smiled. "Actually, I
think I'll stay for a while." She snapped her fingers and the door
slammed shut.
"How?" I started.
"After we broke up-" she said.
"You mean when you broke up with me," I muttered.
"I like to think it was mutual. Don't interrupt me again," she said with
menace, "but like I was saying, after our breakup I discovered I had...
rather special talents. The how is not important, the fact is, I can do
pretty much anything I want."
"You're still a crazy bitch, couldn't you have fixed that?" I shouted.
"You're going to pay for that one, Jay." She giggled, winking at me. I
felt a massive pain in my crotch, when I looked I noticed it was visibly
smaller. About half the size it once was.
"What the hell!" I shouted.
My fling had become visibly distraught. "What the hell is going on?" she
screamed.
"Shut your mouth," Vikki yelled angrily, my fling's mouth shut instantly.
"Jesus, you don't even know her name, huh?" she asked me. "But I guess I
can't blame you for that, she's the whore that went back with you."
She turned to her, "So, nameless slut, how do you feel about me calling
you a whore? You can speak now."
"Fuck you," she spat.
Vikki just laughed malevolently. "We're going to have to fix up that
mouth of yours sweetie."
Before my eyes her mouth shifted. It moved up vertically and my fling
started to scream. Her mouth started to fill in with pink flesh and her
screams became silent gurgles. She touched it in panic and shivered with
pleasure... Her mouth had become a vagina.
My fling collapsed to her knees and started silently crying.
"Oh, don't worry," Vikki grinned, "it's still yours. I just moved it to
better suit your slutty talents."
My fling worriedly reached down, but her fears were confirmed when all
she felt on her crotch was a flat patch of skin. Apparently it was still
pleasurable though, because she started to absently grind it against her
hand. Her new pussy-mouth dripping as she did so.
"Jay, don't you want to test out your new toy? I made it for you," Vikki
said.
"You're sick."
"Shush now, whip out that tiny dick and skull fuck your new toy."
I felt compelled, feeling myself grow hard and horny despite all my
intentions. I grabbed her face, trying to ignore the horror reflected in
her eyes, and shoved my half sized dick into her warm 'mouth'. It felt
exactly the same, tight and warm. Embracing me, I hated how much I was
enjoying it. Seeing the tears fall down her face, feeling them fall onto
my cock further wetting it as I shoved it violently back into her face.
Something felt different though, and I was horrified when I discovered
what it was.
Her tongue was massaging me, inside the folds of her new vagina, her
tongue was still there.
I groaned as I shot my load into her.
"Bravo," Vikki clapped, "I was expecting a longer performance but it
can't be helped." She walked over to my fling and gently massaged her
mouth clit. Seeing her shudder was too much, and I found myself getting
hard again.
"Don't worry love, you can't get pregnant now," she said to her.
"This has been great... But something's missing. Ah, I know, she's still so
damn pretty."
My fling expanded before me, gaining weight all over her body. The toned
athletic form that she once possessed was replaced by flab and fat. She
felt herself and started to cry again, her mouth making weirdly erotic,
slurping noises. By all definitions, my fling was now fat.
"Hmmm, no, that didn't do it..." Vikki mused. And then she changed again,
deflating now, to the point where she was a skeletal form. Her breasts
and curves were gone, replaced by taught skin wrapped around bone. She
collapsed from weakness, and started to crawl towards Vikki.
"That's nearly perfect," Vikki said as she tapped my fling's forehead. I
saw her brilliant eyes glaze over, her mouth started to drip, and she
began to shudder with pleasure.
"What did you do to her?" I asked.
"I made her into your own personal fucktoy of course, whether you like it
or not."
The skeletal form crawled towards me and unzipped my pants, shoving her
mouth violently against my once again erect cock.
"She needs it now, it's food for her," Vikki laughed.
I started to cry. "Please, why are you doing this?"
Vikki cracked up. "You're so freaking pathetic. I'm doing this, because I
can."
She tapped my forehead and I felt an invasive presence. I felt it dig
through my skull, carving out knowledge and memories. She removed her
finger and I felt numb, dizzy, and disoriented.
"How do you feel?" She asked me.
I took a moment to process what she had asked me. "I feel, like, um,
good?" Did I just say that?
Vikki fell to the ground laughing. "Wow, that does not match your body... I
wish you could see what I see."
"What did you, like, do to me? I can't talk good or stuff, this is
totally unfair." I pouted, starting to tear up again.
"Oh, it's so much more than that my dear Jason. But you'll discover that
soon enough. For now, let's fix that body of yours."
I screamed in pain as my bones snapped and shrunk, my skin pulling them
inward violently. I felt my muscles dissolve and my skin become smooth.
Long, brunette hair fell in front of my eyes. I pushed it out of the way
to discover two enormous breasts pushing off my shrunken and hairless
chest. I felt another pain, this time in my groin. It felt tight, like
something was being pushed into me. I looked down and saw my sextoy
pushing her soaking wet lips uselessly against my new pussy. A sharp
spike of pleasure tore its way through the pain and I heard myself moan
girlishly. I put my hand to my mouth. "Turn me back you crazy cunt!" I
said in an all too chipper voice.
"It's like you've learned nothing," Vikki groaned, tapping my head once
more. I felt pink clouds float into it, filling the space where anger
should be. Without a care in the world, I started to giggle
uncontrollably.
"Feel better, Jessi?" She asked.
"Omigosh, I totally do!" I squeeled. "It's like you're, um, what's the
word for people who like, know stuff before it, um, like happens?"
"Psychic dear," Vikki smiled.
I giggled and jumped up and down, my breasts bouncing enthusiastically
with me. Vikki was always so good to me.
"Yeah, like that's it! You're soooo psychic." I suddenly realized that I
was bouncing and giggled. "I'm naked," I said grabbing my own tits and
moaning. I looked down while massaging my massive tits, seeing my sextoy
lying on the ground. I smiled and stuck a single finger into her moist
face-pussy. She slurped on it gratefully.
"What about, um, her?" I asked worriedly.
"Seeing as you can't feed her she'll probably die. Serves the bitch
right."
I pouted and looked at Vikki. "Isn't there, like... anything... you can do?"
I asked pursing my lips.
She smiled. "Well alright." She snapped her fingers and my sextoy
underwent a final transformation. Her mouth disappeared altogether; she
was too lifeless at that point to react however. Her skin started to
stretch as muscles formed, her breasts expanding once again as she
returned to an, albeit muscly, version of her former self.
"Ooooh, she's like really strong," I gushed, running up to her to caress
her new muscles. It was so weird, being so much smaller than this girl I
took home. I was now at least half a foot shorter, and a whole lot more
delicate. I felt her body as I felt mine, and I realized that I loved
this. I traced her new abs down to her crotch, feeling a large appendage
grow in my delicate fingers.
I giggled. "Someone's excited to see me."
My sextoy didn't say a word, she grabbed me and threw me onto the floor,
spread my legs and fucked me with her new massive cock. I moaned and
squirmed, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head as I came. Over,
and over, and over again. My sextoy didn't seem to get tired, it was just
perfect.
Maybe deep in my mind, somewhere, I knew something was wrong. As I was
endlessly fucked, trapped in the body of a giggly bimbo, moaning and
writhing like a whore on the ground, I looked over at Vikki. Sitting in
the corner and laughing, I could only think about how happy I was that
she visited tonight.
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