The Schemes of Hannah Ravenholm part 2
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Jay Ravenholm was almost home. The burly, buff-looking man was driving
down his snow-covered home street. He had a muscular frame with a thick,
tanned neck and bushy, blonde eyebrows. His hair, short, but spiky was
the same kind of bright blonde. He was, in short, a hulk of a man, which
helped him greatly in his job as a bouncer for a high-end jewelry store
downtown. His fancy, mandatory evening dress was itching to be taken off
and replaced with something more casual. After a long day, he was happy
to go back home to his darling, caring, beautiful wife, Hannah.
Hannah had long, raven-colored hair. There were many rumors spread that
she had a face so perfect that it incited jealousy in men and women
alike. There was often a warm smile on her face. Even when the occasional
scowl showed, it still couldn't take away from her piercing light-blue
eyes. She wasn't as tall as Jay ( not many could claim that), but she was
nevertheless a well-toned, statuesque beauty.
She assuaged Jay's worries with her daily meditation and massage
sessions. Although she now owned a decently sized modeling business, she
kept herself extremely well-trained. Despite her chipper demeanor, Hannah
had some unusual things about her. A mild one was that her favourite
colour was black. This taste was also reflected in her choice of
clothing; the dark, low-cut dresses that she preferred to wear at all
times. Most peculiar was the black bracelet with a red gem in the center
that she never took off. Aside from that, She had no qualms about showing
off her body to willing onlookers. Jay sometimes joked that she was a
demoness in disguise; a succubi that fed off him and lived on her own
lustful energy. She always just laughed it off with him.
The Ravenholm home wasn't as big as one would assume with their combined
salaries. While it was in a gated community and the house had been
designed from high quality materials, it was about the size of a suburban
home.
There was a big smile on Hannah's face as she embraced Jay and gave him a
tender kiss.
"Evening, love." Even her voice sounded sultry and tempting. "I thought
I'd clear my evening schedule just for you. "
"Good to hear." Jay knew that on Friday night, the two of them took care
of the cleaning they'd ignored the entire workweek. "Time to take care of
the house, this place is a mess."
"Yeah, that's your job." With a smirk Hannah flashed her bracelet in his
face and said, "Shine."
Jay's eyes seemed to lose all focus as he fell silent. Hannah smiled
wildly as he played with her onyx-colored hair. "Sit down, love." Without
hesitation, Jay obeyed and sat down on a chair behind him. Hannah laughed
at the absolute power she held over him. It had taken months of
"meditation" sessions to plant the seeds of hypnotic submission within
Jay. The slow and steady method did, in fact, win the race.
She left the room temporarily, leaving the silent Jay. He remained in his
business suit. When Hannah came back, she was carrying two deflated
skins. One male. One female. Hannah was carrying naked versions of
themselves.
"Undress," she commanded. Jay's eyes were unfocused as he began
undressing, revealing his impressive abs and monster cock to his wife.
She reached forward and lovingly stroked it in order to bring it to its
full form. "Good." She put the skinsuit of Jay down and compared it's
limp dick to the real thing. "Soon enough, love." She flashed another
smirk. "Get dressed." She handed the skinsuit of herself to Jay, who
proceeded to pull open the back of the suit. It took a bit of adjusting
after he slid both of his legs inside the suit. His muscular legs filled
up and stretched the feminine ones. His cock pressed against the front of
the suit in front of a perfect recreation of Hannah's vagina. This
created a strange, misplaced bulge. Yet the bulge began to quickly shrink
as Jay got Hannah's rear curves. From the waist down, Jay was a perfect
recreation of Hannah.
"Halfway done sister." The real Hannah smiled as Jay continued to press
his muscular chest inside her own. Silently, it began to redistribute
mass to give Jay a thinner waist and E cup breasts with thick nipples.
Hannah helped her "sister" by fitting into the mask and made sure the
black hair wouldn't get in the way of "her" transformation. As Jay
disappeared, Hannah spent some time adjusting "Hannah's" new hair.
"Hannah's" eyes were still blank until the real one waved her black
bracelet in front of her face. "Rise and shine."
Fake Hannah shook her head, appearing to return to reality. She looked at
the real Hannah. "Hello Jay, it's lovely to see you."
"Give me a moment to suit up, sweetie." Hannah pulled out the skinsuit of
her husband and kissed it on the mouth.
Hannah had a different method of suiting than her hypnotized husband.
With a quick pull, the suit split in half. Jay's genitals and legs
dropped to the ground. She moved his upper half to the side, now focused
on his lower section. She lifted up the pair of legs and took a long,
hard look at the erect monster that she was about to own.
She slipped her legs in and pressed her crotch against that of the inside
of the suit. With a gentle moan and a great sexual thrill, her vagina
filled out. She was connecting to the suit's cock that soon became her
own. She felt her own sexual thrill take hold. The temptation to
masturbate was intense, but Hannah bore through it. She pulled on Jay's
chest, squeezing her breasts as the suit adapted into his form. She
finished with the arms. Hannah's head was now sitting atop of Jay's body.
She felt more temptation to have his/her way with the silent, obedient
version of Hannah, fully naked.
Hannah took a moment to compress her raven-black hair as the blonde,
alpha male features of Jay were tugged over her face. The smile on the
brand-new Jay was unlike the original's. The best way to describe it was
evil and sadistic.
"Rise and Shine." Jay snapped his fingers and Hannah took a deep breath.
"Oh, Jay...good to see you. How was work?" She blushed as she noticed
Jay's throbbing erection.
"No need to be shy, but work was terrible. I could use some help clearing
my mind...and balls." The new Jay chuckled as the new Hannah giggled
along.
Jay examined his alpha male form, his muscular stature wasn't just
silicone but a perfect recreation with all features included. Jay pumped
his erection up further. His wife smiled at him and showed him her spread
eagle. Inside Jay, Hannah was staring at a version of himself baring
his/her body for "her" big strong man. The real Jay was locked inside her
somewhere, submitting to his fake self fully. The seed of obedience had
grown into a mighty tree that had broken her husband so she could have
her desires. Her desire not just to be him, but to cheat on him, AS HIM!
That was for later. For now, Jay walked up to his wife and grabbed her
hand, gently pulling her along to their bedroom. She giggled and hugged
him, her breasts squeezing against his pecs. The warmth of her fake body
heated up even further.
"Let's do it, right now!" Hannah took the lead as she plopped on the bed,
getting on all fours. She bared her voluptuous ass to him. Both hands
wrapped around her asscheeks inviting him to enter.
"I'll finish there. Turn around." Obediently, Hannah turned around to
face Jay. He slapped her with his cock as her lips reached for it,
splattering pre all over her face. Within Jay, Hannah had the luxury of
being able to fuck herself. Her needy, horny, submissive self. Jay pumped
his mighty erection even further, continuing to slap Hannah with it.
Finally, Jay shoved down her throat so far that it shaped a bulge in her
neck.
"My tool is always so sensitive, you know. Every inch of it feels
ignited." With great zeal, Hannah was working Jay's monster erection to a
near unrealistic degree.
"I bet it feels much much better than the real thing. And I've
compared..." Jay pulled out but Hannah didn't let up immediately, licking
the tip and pressing her tongue against his divide.
"Mine isn't just bigger than yours, Hannah. It cums a lot more too. You
are a weak, pathetic slut."
"I am...nngh...a weak, pathetic slut," Hannah said, using more desperate
attempts to force something out of Jay's throbbing cock.
"You are nothing without me."
"I am nothing without you."
"Good slut." He put a hand on her head, forcing her to greedily gulp down
to his base. Jay leaned forward and Hannah went along with it as she now
laid on her back. Jay began facefucking her with his shlong deeply down
her throat in a curved manner. With all of Jay's might, he began pounding
her face so hard it slammed her into the bed with every thrust.
"I'm going to fill you up until you look pregnant!"
Jay pushed more as he could feel that incredible feeling building within.
With a masculine roar, Jay came inside Hannah and immediately began to
fill up her insides. Like a dutiful, well-practiced slut, she drank it up
without issue. Jay continued to pump inside her until halfway through,
when he pulled out and started spreading cum all over Hannah's tits and
face. This was to complete her humiliation.
"Ah. Work just called. They need me back."
"I understand, honey."
"Clean yourself up. As well as the entire house."
"Of course, my love. I shall do all the chores without fail."
"Good." Jay smiled as he hoisted his cock back into his pants. He began
to get dressed as the semen-splattered woman watched. With a final kiss
on Hannah's cheek, he picked up the real Jay's jacket and left the house.
He whistled as he played with his car keys.
"It's a good day to be a Chad."
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Jay parked his car on the outside of the nearby shopping district. The
sun had already set and the businesses were winding down for the night.
With a confident strut, Jay moved through the slowly falling snow towards
his destination. He smiled, seeing that he was being ogled by the
occasional passerby. Despite this, there was only one woman on his mind
right now.
"Abigail Woodenhall!" Jay called as he stepped into the bookstore named
after said woman. "The Wooden Hall" had fluffy, red carpets and a great
many bookcases. There was a slight mess, but all of it contributed to
it's cozy, personal atmosphere.
Behind the hardwood counter stood a young woman, halfway through her
twenties. A straight-haired redhead with a freckled face and black,
rimmed glasses. She was wearing a green blouse and a revealing shirt. It
is due to this that her size C cup breasts looked as if they had spilled
out. Abby was, by all accounts, an above average woman. This was why it
surprised her so much that Jay,a literal 10/10 masculine god, had taken
an interest in her. She knew he was cheating on his wife, which was
something she strongly disliked, but the sex and the adoration by such a
fantastic man was simply too good to refuse.
"Jay! Great timing, I was just about to close up for today!"
Abby picked up a set of keys and began to work on closing the store. As
she walked past him, he slapped her ass with a thick-sounding hit. She
chuckled as she began to pull down the blinds in the front, showing off
her ass to him with a tempting forward bend. Halfway through bending, she
turned around to wink and promptly fell on her ass. Jay immediately ran
over and helped her up.
"Are you okay, Abby?"
She melted into his arms, nearly going limp as his imposing bulge and
enormous form pressed against hers. She had a warm smile on her face.
"When I'm with you, I'm always okay. Let me...let me finish up and we'll
head out back."
"All right all right."
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In the back room, there was a large storage space that served as a house
for Miss Woodenhall. In between the rows of books, there was a living
room/kitchen/bedroom all combined with a bed, desk, and a computer.
Cooking equipment was cluttered all over the tables. All of it just made
it feel even more cozy, more so than the front end. With a bounce in her
step, Abby walked over to the bed and faced Jay with a smile.
"Soooo, are you in a talking mood, or more of a..." With a teasing smile,
Abby put two thumbs in her skinny jeans and slowly pulled down, revealing
her bare buttocks covered with a chastity belt. "Action mood." She played
with her red hair and rubbed against the belt that kept her from touching
herself.
Jay had been hard since he first laid his sights on Abby. His cock had
been straining against his jeans for a while now. Some days, they spent
some time sharing sweet words before getting to it. Today, Hannah wasn't
going to waste time on that.
"Hannah's at home, cleaning for me." Jay reached for his belt, copying
Abby's way of lowering his pants with a smile on his face. Fake Jay's
imposing cock flopped free.
"Come on, take it all off. I'm not here for half of you, girl."
Abby looked back and, with a big teasing smile on her face, began to tug
at her sweater, pulling it further and further up before her breasts came
free. With a sensual strut, she tossed it aside and she slapped her own
ass. She released herself from her tight, latex chastity belt. She bared
her asshole before him, pulling both cheeks wide to ease his entrance.
Jay began pumping his cock even more as he approached Abby. "Give it to
me, master," she cried. "I've been waiting all day."
"Have you been a good girl?"
"Yes, master. I haven't touched myself all day even though I've been
thinking of you."
"Good." Jay got close and began rubbing his dripping cock all over her.
WIth a mental command, his cock began leaking more and more as he rubbed
everywhere except for her gaping ass.
"How much do you need me?"
"I need you more than anything, Master! Please use me as you wish!"
"Oh even if you don't wish it, I'll use you."
In response to Abigail's girly squirms and squeals of pleasure, Jay
smugly pushed into her ass. His hands grasped her by the shoulders and
pulled her upright as he pushed deeper inside. Already, things were
getting sweaty and sticky between them; just the way Hannah liked it.
Nothing compared to the male experience in her mind...and the fact that
she was cheating on Jay, as he made it a thousand times better. The lies,
manipulation, and hypnosis were just as big a part of her fun as the
actual sex.
"Oh this is good, but do you know how we can make it even better,
Abigail?"
"I'll do anything, anything for you!"
Jay pulled out, cum dripping out of Abigail's rear as Jay circled her. He
laid on his back, propped up on a few pillows. His cock was standing firm
as Abby crawled forward with desire in her eyes. She flicked her messy
hairs aside.
"Not yet." Jay flashed a black bracelet in her face. "Shine." Abby froze
as she gazed upon his almighty dick. "One second. Time to try something
new."
Jay reached to his neck, shoving his meaty hands under his neck and
beginning to push. His neck soon parted and Jay's face collapsed. Hannah
came out from underneath the sweaty mask of Jay, equipped with an evil-
looking grin on her face. Her feminine neck and voice seemed to be very
mismatched on Jay's glistening pecs and impressive package.
"I am Jay. Rise and Shine." Hannah flashed the bracelet in front of
Abigail's face. Her eyes regained focus. With a cheeky smile, Abigail
looked Hannah in the eyes and immediately pressed her mouth against Jay's
cock. She began sucking on it diligently. Hannah let out a rather
feminine moan; a juxtaposition to her male body. "Ride me while insulting
my stupid wife Hannah."
Without breaking eye contact Abby repositioned herself, her lips coming
free from his rod with a comedic "plop" sound. "Master, I really don't
understand why you let that frigid bitch humiliate you. Why can't you
just drop her and move in with me." She lowered her dripping pussy onto
his penis.
Hannah let out a dry chuckle. "Oh I agree," she said about herself.
"Hannah is a frigid bitch, but I make good use of her. Plus, she does
take good care of the house." Another laugh escaped her lips at the
thought of her husband, hypnotized and humiliated into being a submissive
version of her, cleaning the floor.
Like a good sub, Abby was working her thighs, slapping herself onto him
with a smile on her face. "Hannah is an STD-infested bitch, did you know
that, Master? I keep myself exclusively clean, just for you."
"Nnngh. All right, all right! Get off and suck it off." Hannah used Jay's
hands to push her off, with only a tiny amount of Jay's strength needed
to get the horny redhead off him.
"Was that not good enough? Did I not fuck you well enough?" she
whimpered.
Hannah got up and kissed Abigail on the mouth. She wrapped her arms
around her male body as they shared this tender moment. "I love you Jay."
"I love you too, Abigail. Now be a good girl and suck me dry." Abigail
nodded as she leaned down. Hannah smiled. She knew all too well what was
coming now as the pressure inside her increased more and more. As soon as
Abby touched her tip, Hannah came, shooting an incredible stream of cum
onto Abby's face. Abby responded by mashing her mouth onto his dick and
gulping down the massive stream effortlessly. After all, she had done so
many times before. She looked Hannah in the eyes with an adoring look on
her face as the woman with the male body laughed at her in between her
sweaty moans. Abby finally choked and pulled back. This led to Hannah
gripping her cock with both hands and jacking off so hard that the stream
continued unabated, making a mess all over Abby's tits and red hair.
Abby coughed up some cum back onto Jay's cock before the ejaculation was
complete. She grabbed Abby by the back of her hair, pulling her down and
rubbing her face against the cock. "The next time we meet, you swallow
all of it."
"I'm so sorry master, please forgive me!" With the side of her mouth she
tried to reach for Hannah's erection but Jay's hold on her prevented it.
"Put on your belt and clean this up yourself. If you can't keep it in, I
won't stick around." Hannah pushed her off with a disappointed look on
her face. She reached for the Jay mask that she had previously tossed
aside. With a firm but gentle hand, she turned the mask around, lifted it
over her face and tugged it into place. Her raven-black hair compressed
more and more until Jay was restored in full. As Abby was getting her
chastity belt back in place, Jay flashed the bracelet in her face.
"Shine."
She looked at him in a strange way before she continued to pull the
chastity belt onto her hips.
"I need to go now. Hannah is waiting for me." With some struggle Jay fit
his cock into his pants as he got dressed. "Clean this mess up, will
you?"
"Yes, Master."
Jay Ravenholm walked back to his car with a permanent smile on his face.
Inside his form, Hannah was truly having the time of her life; making
full use of her two servants as well as these amazing skinsuits that
lended her this powerful form.
All of this was only half of the schemes of Hannah Ravenholm.
Geraldine
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