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This is the first part of what I plan to be a long story line. If you have questions, comments or even complaints please email me at [email protected] This work is intended for a mature audience, it will contain big words, strong sexual themes, exploits and well, it will get rather explicit basically. If you are one to be offended by transgender themed erotica, don't read this basically. Gavin Mason looked around the bar. It wasn't a very good bar, it was a Casino Bar. The type of bar where hope tends to both be born on false wings and to die a slow and agonize death with the realization the house always wins. The people here ranged the various stages of hope and despair. Gavin shifted uncomfortably on his bar stool, sipping at his drink. He was not here to enjoy the atmosphere, he was here to hunt. Not by choice, but to save his wife, to save himself. All the males in the room glowed for him, and the color told him what he needed to know. From dark blue for the manliest of men, to shades of pink for the less manly and various colors in between he was able to spot his prey. Tonight he was not hunting one or two, but four dark blue. That was the only way he could think about it without being wracked by guilt. He didn't want to be here, he didn't want to listen to the horrible music, smell the stale beer and cigarettes, or listen to the noise coming from the Casino proper. He had no choice, she forced him to hunt, and his wife had devised a plan that was, to say the least deviously promising. He waited for nearly an hour, it was just after midnight, and he was preparing to leave when he saw them. Four young men, maybe thirty at the oldest walk in and not a one of them seemed happy. This was good. This was very good for him at least, not so much for them. He walked towards them, reaching out with the power he was given to hunt with. He could read just enough of their thoughts to know if they were good targets or not. He watched them for a moment. The oldest one, yes him, the young man with the goatee, Shaun. He seemed their leader and the one most likely to get the four into trouble and the least likely to get caught. He was in decent shape, an accountant back home in New York. He talked them into coming here. Gavin took a moment to see if they were married or had children, and smiled when he realized all four were bachelors. He was forced to find prey he wasn't forced to be cruel. Next to Shaun was Terry, his right hand man and the most sensible of the bunch. Red hair and freckled, he didn't look old enough to shave yet he was here to celebrate his impending thirty birthday. Across from them was Dave, a handsome black kid who almost played football professionally as a wide receiver but a bad knee injury reduced him to a court clerk. His greatest ambition now was to get laid. Next to him was the scrub. That's all Gavin could think of looking at Kevin. A short, unkempt head of hair and a face that hadn't seen a razor in a week and clothes that didn't appear all that clean. This was Kevin's "look". And he worked at a local video store as the manager. Gavin had standards, he hated doing this to "good folks" in his book, and these four, with the exception of Terry, were not to his standard of model humans. Terry's big error was hanging out with them. "Birds of a feather flock together" his mother always told him, and so it was their fate was sealed. Gavin knew what to do, what to say and how to lay out the bait then hook them just right. It was almost pathetically easy, but then he had help. Gavin was dressed in a very nice suit, and looked not a day over forty, well groomed and not really a fit for a bar like this. Never the less, no one noticed him unless he wanted them too, and right now, he wanted to be noticed. He pulled out a chair and sat down at the young men's table. The four almost jumped, they hadn't seen him until he was sitting with them. "Hello Gentleman, my name is Gavin Mason, and you boys seem to be in a spot of trouble," Gavin said casually and sipped at his drink. "Who the fuck are you?" asked Shaun. "I, am a student of the human mind, and I have a proposal for you if you are interested." They looked at him for a minute and Terry spoke next. "We're not gay, so you can go troll somewhere else." Not quite what Gavin had anticipated. "Good, I'm not either. I just happened to be walking by and couldn't help but over here you boys are in need of money, I happen to have money to give away," Gavin said. Money always commanded attention. "We'll be fine, you keep your money mister," said Dave. He didn't like this one bit. Hell he didn't like being here. Too many weirdos in Vegas. "What a shame, well I'll find some other young men interested in one million dollars." And Gavin started to get up. That generally worked, and it did again. "Excuse me, a million?" Kevin asked, sitting up a little straighter in his chair. "Yes, but you said you weren't interested," Gavin said, sitting back down. "We'll hear you out, but we ain't committing to nothing." This time it was Shaun, but Terry broke in, "Look man, I don't know what kind of idiots you take us for, but no one just hands off a million dollars, and..." Dave kicked him under the table. "At least listen to him, hell it'll be a good laugh." And with that they sat back and waited. "Very well, like I said, I study people. Specifically I like to test the power of the mind. All I ask is you come to this address," he said and reached into his pocket and produced a card. "And spend a few days proving you have the will power to resist temptation. No tricks, no gimmicks, no harm, no foul. I'll have the money there, waiting for you, and explain further the details. Be there tomorrow, at noon. The odds of walking away fabulously wealthy are far greater with me then here," he said, waving his hands at the casino, then he got up and walked away. "He's a serial killer," was Dave's reaction. "You said to let him speak, good job," Terry retorted. He didn't like this at all. "Obviously this is some crackpot's crazed game, how many stupid people can I get to show up at this..." he picked up the card, "location and feel like idiots." "Yeah, and then he kills them," Dave repeated. "Four of us? Are you crazy man, it's probably some lame ass hoax that gets put on the internet man," Kevin replied. "Still, we should check out the address, if it's bogus, we leave. If it's a scam, we kick his ass." Shaun leaned forward looking at Kevin. "I like it, that's got potential. If this guy is jerking us around, we'll kick his fucking ass man." There were nods all around, except for Terry. "Yeah, I don't think that's a great plan at all guys." Dave slapped him in the back of the head. "Don't be a pussy man, four us against him, it ain't like we got money, he heard man, you were loud enough, whining we were almost out of money our first night here." Much to Terry's dismay they agreed to show up an hour early and get the scoop on this Mr. Mason fellow. So it was they found themselves standing before a large white brick wall about five miles out of town. Through a gate stood a very nice mansion, lush green grass and a large wooden fence that probably held a swimming pool. "Well I'll be damned," said Shaun, "this guy DOES have money. I suppose we should find out what the gig is." Kevin looked around. "Wait, there is nothing out here, we're alone man, he's crazy and we're crazy for being here." Kevin was right, they were out in the middle of nowhere. The taxi driver had gotten them there just after eleven forty. He didn't know where the place was either, it wasn't on the GPS and they only arrived by sheer luck. "Come on, a rich loaded guy like this isn't a killer, probably mental, but not dangerous," said Dave and he pushed open the gate. They walked in and made their way to the front door and waited, looking around for anything amiss, but it was perfect... too perfect for Terry's taste, but what could he do? At exactly noon the door opened, and Gavin welcomed them in. The house was nicer on the inside then the outside. "So what's the deal man, what's this test you were talking about?" asked Shaun as soon as the door shut. What indeed was this test? To understand the test, we have to go back about three years, to southern Peru and deep in the mountains where Professor Gavin Mason and his wife Sherry were looking for an ancient temple. Prof. Mason was once a well respected archaeologist, and for much of the fifties and sixties he had been on the leading edge of studying the Andean culture. But something happened that changed his life and his fortunes. His son Ulysses had been killed, in a terrible accident. Just after his twenty second birthday an earthquake had struck in Iran, where he was following in his father's footsteps by studying ancient Persia. A wall had fallen on him, and in 1968, the medical care that might have saved him was not available. He was returned to America where he stayed in a coma for almost five years. Gavin and Sherry stopped everything to be with their son. When he awoke from his coma, he was a vegetable. He died a short while later, and it took the two of them years to recover. When they did, Gavin had in Sherry's mind, lost it. He found a piece of broken tablet, and forced her to follow him all over Peru looking for what he called "The Temple of Arajatta". He was convinced this was the source of the fall of the Andean's. His peers at first intrigued, soon realized he was chasing a myth, a story, a false legend, and began to mock him. What years they had left, instead of being spent traveling to parts of the world she wanted to go, and being invited to parties in famous places was instead spent chasing after a myth. And Sherry was most resentful of this. She never said a word, for Gavin was the most dutiful of Husbands, always so proper, but he was obsessed! And it nearly drove her mad with rage and pity. But back to three years ago, the two of them were too old for this, nearly eighty, and still going as Gavin would say, they found a small remote village near the coast. It was there an old Andean woman told Gavin she knew the temple, and helped him find it through a guide. It was just a cave, behind a wall of vines. Sherry could read Ancient Andean almost as well as Gavin, and what she saw on the walls scared her. Warnings, threats, curses... it was like nothing she had ever seen. Gavin perhaps, was not insane. At the mouth of the cave the old woman had stopped and refused to enter. Their guide Manuel laughed at the old woman and led them in. He didn't fear some old cave and was looking forward to the money promised him. He thought the two were crazy, coming out here at their age, but whatever, they had money and that was that. Inside the cave were long tunnels, and at the end was a massive stone door. The warnings on the door were even more ominous then those on the walls. Death, danger, evil. That was what was behind the door. Sherry begged that they leave, but Manuel couldn't move the door and thought perhaps dynamite would open it. Gavin however had ignored them all. He just stood there, for what seemed like forever, then he said, "Open." And the door opened. Sherry almost passed out when the creaking stone door slid to reveal the next room, she was ready to run. Manuel had soiled himself, but was frozen in place, a look of fear on his face. When Sherry tried to move, she couldn't, her legs, her traitorous legs led her into the room. It was lit from within by a deep red glow, as if someone had lit a pool of blood. The floor was smooth sand, the room round, with statues all around. In the middle was a raised dais, and over it, floating in the air, was the source of the light. A brilliant Ruby the size of an ostrich egg shimmered and radiated. It was beautiful. As she walked forward she noted the others were drawn to it as well and all were entranced. The Ruby was slowly rotating, as it did she noted there was a flaw! A shattered side, a flaw that was horrible to look upon, for this gem was no ordinary gem. After a moment three red beams shot out from the ruby. Gavin could only watch in horror as his wife seemed to be on fire from the light, and disappeared, her clothing falling to the floor. He cried out in horror, but was suddenly wracked by a terrible pain. He felt as if his body were being dismantled one atom at a time, then smashed back together again. He fell to his knees, and stopped, startled as he saw his hands. They were young again! What was happening? He realized the beam was no longer on him and he could move again. He stumbled towards where his wife once stood and picked up her clothes, tears in his eyes. Manuel screamed once, but not in pain, but... pleasure? Gavin looked over and watched Manuel's body gyrate obscenely before his eyes rolled back into his head, and suddenly he burst into flames, clothes and all. His charred bones fell to the floor with a clatter. Gavin was stupefied. "Yes, I'm sorry about that, but I needed his flesh," a woman's voice said. And Gavin looked to his right and fainted. As he came too, he was staring at the oddly lit ceiling of the room. It took a moment for him to regain his senses. He couldn't stop staring at his hands. He felt young and strong again. "I see you are back with us, very good," a sultry voiced said from behind him. Gavin looked again at the source of that voice and was able to maintain control. She was dark skinned, nearly nude except for some sheer silky material containing her ample bosom and over falling loosely ove her waist. She was every bit the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life. Despite his best effort to not look, he could see every detail, and it caused him agony. Gavin Mason was a modest man by nature, and a cultured one. The friends he had made over the course of his life considered him the biggest prude they had ever met. "Who, who are you?" he asked, looking away. "I am the one you seek Gavin, or had you not figured that out yet?" She laughed as she spoke. It was a laugh of supreme amusement. Gavin realized this... being was enjoying his pain. "Where is my wife? What have you done to her?" he asked. "Sherry is fine I assure you. I need an agent in your world, and you are perfect. So I shall keep her here." She walked over to the floating Ruby and patted it. "She's safe, young again like you, and her needs are seen too. As long as you do as I require, you'll be richly rewarded. If you don't... well I can change her living arrangements." Gavin didn't know how to respond. A million thoughts raced through his mind. "What are you? And why are you here?" he asked finally. "Very good questions, and as I need your help I suppose you are entitled to the truth." She walked, with a sway to her hips that made Gavin's knees weak. "I am Arajatta. And no, I am not a demon, a devil or any such non-sense like that." She hopped up onto the dais and crossed her legs. She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment, as if reading his mind. "Yes, I am somewhat reading your thoughts." This caused Gavin to look up in shock. "Oh do stop that, you've spent years chasing down the legend, now here I am." Gavin looked over at the still smoldering pile of bones that was Manuel. "Yes, well, I AM sorry about that, I needed flesh to walk around here with you, and he was the least useful of the three of you. I am not proud of killing him, however he was a very bad man, so I did you a favor. He was considering how to take you for all your money, perhaps even kill you. Does that help at all?" Gavin frowned, he'd never seen someone murdered before. "Anyway, we could spend all day discussing Manuel's death and its moral implications, but I have more important things to discuss with you. I am the Princess Arajatta of the Kingdom of Copensia and I come from an alternate dimension from yours. One I might add that is far more technologically advanced then yours." Gavin was looking at her again, doing all he could to ignore the effects she had on his body. "I am rather attractive, aren't I? I'm glad you approve. Now, as to how I arrived here... well long story short as you would say, I was banished here." She uncrossed her legs, causing Gavin to look away, this merely made her laugh. "My you are a prude aren't you? I like that. I was sent here to suffer for trying to kill my mother and take over the kingdom. Oh, don't be so judgmental, you have no idea the monster my mother was." "But... why here?" he asked. "Random chance I suppose. In my reality my form is not too terribly different, but my powers here are to be frankly honest, amazing. I can manipulate reality, I can change people, things... I can make you fabulously wealthy, or turn you into something horrible. It's quite amusing really." She got up and started to pace. "I require though power, and I get that power feeding off of human emotions. It took me many centuries to realize this. The ancient people of this region had priests who found my ruby and they came to worship it. I gained enough power to start to influence events and things were going well when they grew afraid of me. They locked me away and with the loss of my influence, they declined. So, yes, they killed themselves." Gavin's mind was stuck, he had before him a source to answers he'd never thought possible to learn, an alien being was standing before him who could answer so much... yet he couldn't grasp this was really happening. "Why did they begin to fear me? Oh that's easy, I figured out the perfect emotion, and they didn't approve." She smiled and walked towards him, watching his eyes as he tried to avert his gaze from her. "I discovered that the sexual tension of a human male being forced to do things against his will, all the while willingly do so, is at the right... well shall we say frequency for me. The more intense the moment, the more I gain." She was standing in front of him, looking down at him. He was enthralled, guilty and aroused all at once. Arajatta had to fight the desire to consume him right then and there. "However, my time with you is almost up. What we are going to do is fairly simple, you will return to your land and lure men for my needs. Once I have enough power we will seek out the rest of my home," she said, patting the scar of the ruby gently, "and then I will be able to return from where I came and finish what I started." She turned around and started to walk back to the ruby. "I won't help you kill people!" Gavin said standing up. "Kill? What? Oh no my dear, I really needed to walk around in the flesh as it were. It's been over four hundred years. The spell is fading, and I must return to my ruby soon. But trust me, you won't be killing anyone." She started to glow like the ruby. "In fact, the men will in the end be happier than before you met them. Somehow I doubt you will understand at first." And then she faded away. "But don't worry, you can hear me, and if you are good and do well, I'll even let you visit your wife." There was a flash of brilliant light and Gavin found himself standing in the middle of the desert. Before him in the shimmering heat was a city and he was by a road. "Las Vegas, 2 Miles," the sign read. At the same moment Sherry sat on the bed in the odd room she was in, watching on what appeared to be a flat panel TV in front of her. It was the oddest sensation she was feeling, and it took her a moment to realize this was all very much real. She looked down at her body; like her husband she was young again. The room itself was white, with three doors, the bed, a nightstand and a white oak dresser against the far wall. In her curiosity she examined her new surroundings. Each drawer was filled with clothing, sexy clothes but all to her fit. None of it however was to her liking. She was rather self-conscious of her lack of proper attire. She opened the first door, nearest the TV. There was nothing beyond it but whiteness. She stepped back, afraid. It was as if infinity stretched out before her. She quickly closed the door and went to the next. Inside was the most luxurious of bathrooms she had ever seen. A deep marble tub sunken into the floor, a vanity, even a golden toilet, it was quite impressive. The room was also as large as her bedroom. Against the far wall was a multi-head shower. The type you see in commercials, and she realized she wasn't sure which she wanted to use first. She closed the door and opened the third. Inside was a dining room. A rather odd dining room, as the walls were of red velvet, the table a small simple dark wood affair for two. That was all that was in there. She looked around for another door, perhaps to a kitchen, for she was thirsty. She turned back to the table, intent on closing the door, when she noticed a pitcher of lemonade, with ice and two glasses. "What the heck?" she said aloud and picked up the glass, and took a sip. It was perfect. There is no other description for it, the perfect glass of lemonade. Not too sweet, not too tart and iced to the proper temperature. "Yes, anything you desire, you merely have to think it and it will be there for you," a voice said from behind her. Sherry froze in place she knew that voice. It was Arajatta! "YOU!" she placed the glass down and faced her captor. She was not as Sherry expected. She had watched her husband's interactions with this... being, however to see her in person was quite shocking. "Yes, it's me. I hope the facilities are to your liking," Arajatta said. She walked over to the bed and sat down. "It's very nice, I suppose, for a prison," Sherry said, crossing her arms. For some reason she felt even more naked in front of Arajatta. "A prison? If you wish to think of it as such, I will not stop you. However I would hope you come to find it a nice temporary home, one where you and I could even be friends." Arajatta was smiling at her. Sherry was a bit awed by this offer, she was a prisoner, and her jailer wanted to be friends? "Why should I be your friend?" she asked. "Why not? I know that these are not the ideal circumstances to ask for friendship, however Gavin will help me, and in return I, will help you. Please, try to see the benefits." Sherry walked over and sat down on the far side of the bed. She thought of a dozen retorts, but none really seemed to hold weight. "What sort of help can you give us?" she asked tentatively. "Your youth is not enough?" Arajatta asked. "It, it is a start. But you cannot hold people against their will!" Sherry was torn, she didn't realize how good she felt till just that moment. "Oh, it's just the start, you see if Gavin is successful, I can help you both more. Money, beauty, long life free from disease and aging... I only need to be free of this reality and return home. Is this not what you would consider a fair trade? A time of, well, enjoyable, and I do try to be a good hostess mind you, vacationing here and in return a guarantee of the good life?" Sherry was quiet, thinking for a while. She realized Arajatta was eyeing her and it made her rather uncomfortable. There was an almost lustful gleam in Arajatta's eyes. "May I call you Ara?" Sherry asked. "Ara... I like that, yes please do. I must go now, you are free to watch your husband, or watch TV, we get all the channels here." Ara laughed as she walked towards that door to infinity. So Sherry stayed, finding she could observe Gavin, she chose to watch her husband make his way to the city, and giggled when he found that he had a credit card with quite a large sum of money on hand.... She watched what she started calling, "The greatest reality show! Gavin! Live," and promptly got bored. So she went into the bathroom and used the large mirror to examine her body. It was as if she was 25 again, and it was wonderful. Sherry finally decided on the bath, and sunk into bliss, wondering what tomorrow would bring. Several weeks later... Sherry had become used to her new surroundings. It wasn't bad, really... if she let herself be pragmatic about the situation. She was in the most luxurious of rooms, she could relax, had no job to worry about or bills to pay, and the food was always perfect. Of course, she was also trapped, unable to leave, and prisoner of a pan-dimensional being with a decidedly perverted twist of mind. Then there was that whole "watch as her husband was forced to turn unwilling males into slutty women" stuff, which was rather painful to watch to be honest. Mostly because Gavin was so bad at it. During this time she and Ara had become friends. She learned more about what motivated this being, and that she wasn't exactly evil, just trying to get home. She needed something, and in return she gave these young men lives of youth, sexual pleasures beyond imagination, freedom from diseases and plenty of money. Though, they never really had a choice in the matter. One day, Ara had come into the room while Sherry was watching TV, she was dressed in a silky transparent robe that was far too revealing in Sherry's opinion. Sherry wished Ara would let them both wear real clothes, heck she wasn't wearing much more either and Ara always commented on her over dressing. Ara sat down next to her, and put her arm around Sherry's shoulder. The feel of her smooth skin caused Sherry goose bumps, it felt odd yet... good? "No, not going to go there" Sherry thought to herself. She tried to shift so that Ara's arm wasn't around her shoulder, But Ara shifted so she was sitting even closer. Her hand went down and rested on Sherry's hip, and their bodies pressed against each other ever so slightly. Sherry knew better then to say or do anything, Ara seemed to delight in making Sherry slightly uncomfortable, she would ignore it then, and not let on that Ara's touch had any effect on her. They talked about Gavin and his failures so far, and Sherry promised to help him be more productive. "He's just not suited for this Ara, I've told you that," Sherry said, watching the TV to avoid looking into Ara's eyes. "I know dear, but he's got to learn, I think it's educational for him. Ara kissed her lightly on the cheek and left. Sherry wasn't comfortable around Ara after that. Gavin was a prude's prude; Sherry would be the first to tell anyone that. They always made love in the missionary position for example. It wasn't that Gavin lacked any sort of imagination, it was how he was raised, in his mind it was an insult to his wife if he treated her otherwise. Sherry had become used to this, after all, a wife must do as her husband demands. So watching him try to figure out how to use the powers Ara gave him to feed her, was pathetically funny. His first few attempts were comedic, over way too fast, and didn't seem to impress Ara. So she gave him some hints and tips, and he promptly screwed it up! Three drunk frat boys, he made them watch a porno in a hotel room and told them the truth. "This movie, if you masturbate and reach climax, you'll turn into a slutty bimbo," Gavin told them very seriously... well being drunk they laughed in his face and the big ugly mean one promptly whipped his dick out and said "Watch this guys, I'm gonna turn into a bimbo!" 30 seconds later his friends were amazed as he transformed into a rather sexy little minx, and thinking it was some sort of magic trick arranged to get them laid promptly started to fuck her. In less then 20 minutes three otherwise strong willed young men were turned. Gavin actually sat there watching the three in stunned amazement at their stupidity. Ara was FURIOUS! She punished Gavin. When he appeared in the crystal that night for his weekly conjugal visit as they started to refer to it as, Sherry noticed a few things about him, his skin was hairless, his hair was longer, and he was embarrassed. It was actually kind of cute to be honest. He admitted he was afraid Ara was going to turn him "Into one of those" if he didn't get better at this. But he felt so guilty about it all. As they lay in bed together, Sherry felt his skin, it was remarkably like Ara's had been the other day, it was sexy. "Gavin dear, what part of this bothers you the most?" He rolled over and looked at her, his hair in his face. He brushed it aside annoyed and said, "I don't like hurting people, I don't like hurting good people." That was it! Sherry saw to the heart of the matter. So when he left she asked Ara to join her, which was really an odd thing to do, as she had to basically just talk out loud to an empty room which made her feel awfully silly, and soon Ara was there. She explained Gavin's problem, and how they could help him, help her. Ara got excited, and they discussed several options, honing a plan that would work and finally settled on a solution. Ara brought a rather surprised Gavin back and discussed it. He took the idea well. "Make it a game Gavin dear, you can now read your targets minds, so you know you aren't hurting good people. You can see the manly men from the girly men." This last part was really important, a few days ago he had what he thought was a very strong man he was sure would put up a fight and feed Ara, but as soon as he realized that this was making him into a woman he shouted, "THANK YOU!!!" as he turned into a woman. The look on Gavin's face of utter shock was so funny the two girls were rolling on the bed unable to contain themselves. Ara even forgave him the failure. "One condition, they have to be able to beat the game," said Gavin. "What do you mean?" asked Ara. "Well, the way I figure it, if this is going to work, they have to believe they can win, and honor demands that they be able to," he said looking at her. "He's right Ara, if they know they can win, they'll put up more of a fight. So what if one or two get away, think of the flood of emotions!" Sherry was smiling, sure this time it would work. "Okay, we can do that. Now, don't screw this up Gavin... I'm going to be using a lot of power on this one, and if it goes badly, I'll take what I need from you." Gavin started to shake, Sherry could feel the fear emanating from him. "I'll, I'll do my best," he said and then walked out the "door to infinity" as he put it. "You, you wouldn't really turn him into one of those would you?" Sherry asked, a little frightened. "Oh of course not, though I might give him a set of huge tits next time he's visiting you, just to get my point across. Sherry stood there for a moment trying to imagine her husband with a pair of knockers and started laughing uncontrollably. "Please don't, I don't think I'd be able to take him seriously ever again!" They both had a good laugh at the thought. There were two trial runs, and Ara was patient. Both had problems, and restrictions were placed, rules were laid down, and finally, the big night arrived. Gavin was nervous. Ara had brought Gavin her servants. Four rather well muscled men to work for him in the Mansion. "These are my personal servants, they know what's going on, and will serve you well in this game, or test as you call it. Let them do their thing, and don't interfere." Ara told him before he went out for the night. And so we return to the present, our four young men in Gavin's rather luxurious mansion, and the game, is as they say... afoot! "Please, follow me and do make yourselves at home, I so rarely have guests here." Gavin said to them, turning to walk into the house proper. To be honest, the house had appeared on it's own, a week before, and no one had ever been in there. Gavin's amazement at Ara's abilities never ceased, he was also impressed with her sense of style. The house was, perfect for his needs. The four followed him into the main living room and looked around. There were four recliners, rather fancy ones at that, so they each took a seat. The giant plasma screen in the room and it's associated AV equipment was amazing to behold. "Dude, check out that TV man," Kevin said, he was a connoisseur of such, and he was very impressed. "Okay gentlemen, now that you are comfortable, please, turn your chairs over this way," Gavin said, walking to the opposite side of the room. Against the wall were four monitors, about 21" in size, and mounted up near the ceiling. "Where did those come from?" asked Dave. None of them had seen them, in fact, that wall had been blank when they came in. "You missed it staring at the big TV," Gavin said smiling. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out an odd looking remote, it had four things hanging off it. To Terry they looked like the remote controls for a car's door locks. "Okay, you each get one of these." Gavin held one up for them to see. They were black, no bigger then a car remote actually, there was a silver button towards the bottom, a small LED display at the top and a what looked like a light between the button and the display. Gavin tossed them each one. "You'll notice on the bottom, each has your name." He smiled as one, they turned the devices over, and Kevin proceeded to push his button. Nothing happened. "So what do they do?" he asked. "Wait, where's this money mister?" Shaun was eyeing Gavin he was suspicious. "Oh, thank you young man, good point, I did promise you didn't I?" And with that he snapped his fingers. From a doorway behind him, a large black man in a tuxedo walked in with two silver cases. He walked to the table by Gavin and placed the cases on it, he then opened them. Inside were stacks of cash. The guys came over and just stared. "Holy fucking shit that's a lot of money!" Dave said. "Yes, a million dollars, in twenties in fact." Gavin enjoyed this part at least. It was, he would admit fun. "Please, have a seat and I'll go over the rest." He motioned for them to sit down. "This is Bob, my butler," he said pointing towards Bob. "You, have a black butler named Bob... seriously?" Dave asked snicker. "Yes... why is that a problem?" Gavin asked. "Yeah but.. Bob the Butler? Really?" Dave was smiling like a fool and the others were smirking now. "The Butler store was fresh out of Jeeves so I had to make do." Gavin dead panned. Even Bob smiled at that as he left the room. "So let's get down to business. If you want out, leave now," Gavin said seriously. He waited, none moved to leave, not that he expected any of them to. "Very good, today is Wednesday as you well know, and none of you may leave until Monday at midnight." His announcement merely raised eyebrows. "Whatever man, if I want to leave, I'll leave anytime I want," Dave said. Gavin just looked at him for a moment with feigned amusement. "Anyway, those buttons you are each holding, are the keys to this test. Do you believe in magic boys?" Gavin asked. "No," Shaun said. "We'll see how you feel tomorrow then. Those buttons can be pressed five times a day. No more. each day you will have to press it once a day, after that no more than five pushes after that." Gavin then turned towards the monitors he pressed a button on his larger remote. The screens lit up, and each showed an outline of a male, like paper dolls almost. Underneath each one was corresponding name. Terry noted the order matched how they were seated, a neat trick he thought. From left to right were Shaun, Terry, Dave and Kevin. Next to the name was a black square with the number 00. On either side of the paper dolls were ten lines, grouped into four sections with a title above each five. "Level I, Level II, Level III and Level IV" from top left to bottom right. "Okay, here's how it works. Each time that button is pressed, is a point. Each point will randomly reveal corresponding change." Gavin's remote appeared to have a laser pointer as he was highlighting Shaun's screen as he went. You have to go through each level to get to the next. Now, as long as you have not reached 20 points and had sex with a man, you win," Gavin said. "Well hell, give us the money now, cause we ain't gay old man," Dave said. The others nodded in agreement. "Easy money boys," Shaun said with a huge smile on his face. Terry was worried. He DID believe in magic, to a point, and he didn't like this one bit. Something was very wrong, this Gavin guy was scaring him. Gavin gave them a wan smile and said, "Of course not, but this test would be rather dull if it was easy now wouldn't it?" He watched them for a moment. "Now, you maybe wondering about these changes, well have no fear, everything is reversible up to the moment you have reached 20 points and then have sex. After that, well it's permanent." "What do you mean, changes?" asked Kevin. "You'll have to figure that out as we go, but don't worry, there changes are mild at first, you should have it figured out if one of you reaches level III. Now, when you push that button it will induced you to orgasm. No, not right away," Gavin said holding up a hand, "it will build up. Should you engage in intercourse or heck even sexual activity with another person of any kind it will be more intense." "Each press of the button will increase the level of intensity of your arousal and subsequent orgasm. I.E. if you press it once, that's 100% maximum orgasm, the best you ever had, press it twice and it's 200% and so forth. Sex as I said doubles that." Gavin was uncomfortable as hell at this point, he felt dirty talking like this. But he was trying to help these men avoid their fate. "Yeah... dude, this is gay, and I'm out of here," Dave said, throwing his button on the floor and walking towards the front door. He reached it, then stopped. He just stood there, grunting. "Having second thoughts, or are you taking a shit man?" Shaun asked after a moment. "I, can't move," Dave said between grunts. "You might as well sit down young man, I told you that you could not leave until Monday at midnight," Gavin said. Dave's shoulders finally slumped in defeat and he turned around. He had a slightly wild look to his eyes, and he rushed Gavin. When he got within striking distance he tried to throw a punch. Gavin stood motionless, fearlessly even as Dave's fist flew towards his face. When Dave's hand was a hair from his face, with full momentum of his run behind it he just stopped frozen in place. It was the most surreal thing anyone of them had ever seen. It was like someone had hit a real life "pause" button. "WHAT THE FUCK MAN?" Kevin asked. "I really don't feel like getting hit," Gavin said with a smile. "Do have a seat Dave, we could do this all day and into the night, and it won't do any good. You cannot harm me, yourself or anyone else while you are here. So have a seat and let me finish." Dave's body made a funny looking twitch and he fell to the floor in a heap. He started breathing heavily, and got up on his hands and knees. "I don't" Dave was panting now, "I don't want to do this." He got up, and walked over to his chair. "Too late, the magic is in place, I did give you a chance to leave," Gavin said. "You're the fucking devil man." Dave was sweating. "No, I am not, sorry. I'm just a man, and you need to focus so," Gavin said. He was losing patience, he was trying to help and they were flexing their muscles instead of their brains. "Now, back to the rules. Protect your buttons, anyone may push the button, and if they do, you will earn points. Further more, the clock on your presses resets at midnight. Each day at noon, we'll assemble in here, and you will press your button once. This is the test. How strong is your will?" Gavin said. They were scared, this was more then they bargained for. Shaun glared at Gavin for a moment then looked at the money and said, "We'll beat you man, we'll take our money then we'll sue your ass." "If that thought pleases you, hold on to it. Now for the next ten minutes, you may play with your buttons, press it and experience it all you want, no penalty," Gavin said. "I don't quite get this," Terry said after a short pause. "You said you study willpower, yet here you are with wild magic, stupid gimmicks and sick perversions. What's the point behind all this?" Gavin was impressed, this one was smarter then most. "I work for, someone, they believe human males are incapable of resisting temptation. My, my employer has access to power that is far beyond your wildest imagination. I believe you four will walk out of here very rich, my employer believes otherwise. Call it a gentleman's wager if you will." Gavin was rather proud of that sidestep. None moved for a moment, and finally Kevin said, "I don't believe this is real." And he pressed his button. The others watched him, they had even quit breathing, and the anticipation hung in the air thick and heavy like smoke in a poorly ventilated bar room. "HAHAHA," Kevin suddenly started laughing. "Nothing's happening, you're so full of shit man." Kevin laughed and pressed the button again. "Oooh it's up to five now!" He was smiling like an idiot. "That was a good prank mister, who put you up to it?" Shaun asked. "Oh, silly me, I forgot to activate them!" Gavin said, then he pushed a button on his remote. The reaction from Kevin was immediate. "Whoa, what the fuck, what the fuck man!" he almost screamed, then he started to moan, a low guttural sound like a wild animal. "What... what... what's happening to me??" he almost screamed and started scrambling to get his pants off. The others just sat there frozen in shock as their friend ripped his pants and freed his rather scrawny cock. "Dude, your pants man, what the hell?" Shaun asked. "It hurt... the pants awwwwww shhhhhiiiiiiitttttt!!!!" Kevin's hips started to buck wildly, he thrashed around for several minutes. Dave looked at his remote, at Kevin then put the thing down, as if it were a snake, there was real fear in his eyes. Kevin's thrashing about was intense, and he moaned and groaned like a bad actress in a cheap porno. "Mr. Mason, you're hurting him! Stop this right now!" Terry said. "It feeeeeeelllssss ssssooooo gggggaaa-ggaaaa ggggoooodddd!!!" Kevin said between halting breathes, then he finally exploded all over himself, his clothes, his chair, the floor... it was the most impressive orgasm any of them had ever witnessed. "Damn bro... I mean DAMN." Dave was truly in awe. When his convulsions finally subsided, Kevin looked around very embarrassed and said, "That, was the most intense experience of my life. Holy hells man." The Butler walked in with some wet wipes and paper towels. "Here you are sir," he said, and then left the room. It took Kevin a few minutes to clean up his mess, and he didn't pull his pants back on. "Man, pull your pants on. No one wants to look at your little prick," Shaun said. "No way bro, you heard him, we have to hit the button once, and I ain't gonna pull them off again just for that. You don't like it, don't look." "Which is a very good point, time to play is up, you guys missed your chance, now, press your buttons," Gavin said. Kevin didn't hesitate, he pushed his right away and laid back to enjoy it. His breathing immediately picked up. The other three however, didn't move a muscle. "Not going to I take it?" Gavin looked at them for a moment. "Very well." And he looked down at his remote and hit three buttons. "Dude, not cool!" was about all Shaun got out before the waves of pleasure started to wash over them. It didn't take long before they too dropped their pants. Terry was watching the monitors, he noticed the moment Kevin had hit his button the five blank lines under Level I on his screen started to randomly flash. "Watch the screens... look... their... flashing," he said. And as the others watched the monitors were now doing the same thing, Kevin's was flashing the fastest, and finally as he groaned his climax the third line lit up "Hair" and the little black box went from 00 to 01. They all looked over at him in amazement as his hair started to grow out. Longer and longer till it stopped just past his shoulders. Kevin reached up and ran his hands through his hair. "How the hell?" he asked. The others turned their attention to their own monitors. Shaun got "Hair" as well, Dave got "Height" and Terry got "Body Mass". The effects were amazing. Shaun's hair matched Kevin's in length and body. Dave literally shrunk in his seat from a solid six foot three to five foot eight and Terry, he was never a big guy, but he did work out. His body just altered, less muscle definition, less over all size. He also seemed to get a little younger. Bob came back in with more wipes and paper towels then left. "All right gentleman, feel free to retire upstairs to your rooms, kick back and relax. Oh and Dave, Terry, you'll find clothes in there that fit you better," Gavin said. He sat back wondering which of the four would be first to push his button. His money was on Kevin, but Dave might do it as well, the two seemed the most impulsive. The men got up, still in shock, still in a state of surrealism and walked up stairs. Poor Dave had to hold his pants up, and his shirt was falling off of him. It was almost comical. Terry had the same problem, but not nearly as pronounced. They got to the top of the stairs and found four rooms, each with a placard above their names. The rooms were identical, plain hotel like rooms with a simple bed, a night stand and lamp and a dresser. On the wall facing away from each bed were large plasma TV's mounted on the wall. Each room had a closet, and a bathroom. "I'm taking a shower," Kevin announced and entered his room, the others decided that was probably a good thing and did the same. A short while later, Terry sat on his bed, he picked up the TV remote and started flipping through the channels. "Great, porn, porn, porn... animal porn?? The hells??" Terry said aloud. He was flipping through the channels, and each one was a different type of porn. If you could imagine it, they had it. There was a light knock at his door, then Shaun entered. "I see you found the porn," he said and walked into the room. "Yeah, and some it is... he said, on the screen some really hot gal was going down on a lumberjack. He quickly started pressing the channel down button. Suddenly he stopped. "The hell?" Terry said, stunned as he stared at the screen. On the screen were the two of them, watching themselves on TV. Shaun quickly looked up towards the source of the video. It appeared the camera was... "Wait, there is nothing there," he said. He walked over and started moving his hand through the air, getting closer to the source, then suddenly his hand passed through the image. "Dude... no camera!" "No shit?" Terry said, he clicked the channel again and they saw Shaun's empty room, his clothes all over the floor. The next channel was Dave's room, he was standing in front of the mirror but ass naked, just looking at himself. "What's his gig?" Shaun asked. "Probably trying to adjust to being the shortest one now." Terry said. He clicked the remote again and there was Kevin, watching porn on his TV. He was naked, his cock in one hand, his remote in the other. "That idiot," Terry said, "we have to go stop him." Shaun grabbed his friend's arm and held him back. "No, if Kevin wants to be an idiot, let him. We need to know what's going on, and if he is stupid enough to push that button again, that's on him." Shaun had that look. Terry knew that look, it said, "Hey guys, I got this wild idea, it's gonna get y'all in a fuck ton of trouble, but oh well it'll be fun ya know!" Terry did not like that look. "Shaun, he's our friend, we have too." Terry tried shaking Shaun's hand off him. "Look, even if he hits that button a couple of times, he is in no danger of hitting twenty. Oh, too late!" Shaun hadn't taken his eyes off the TV. Terry turned in time to see the counter reach 4, 5 and then with a hesitant pause, Kevin hit the button a 5th time. "IDIOT!" They watched in sick fascination as Kevin, completely naked laid back on the bed and waited for the power of the button to overwhelm him. "I can't believe he hit it five times, what was he thinking?" Terry said in wonder. "Probably impulse, you know Kevin he's never had much self control. Damn, this is taking longer isn't it?" Shaun said. And it was, Kevin lay there bucking wildly, moaning, touching himself, gesticulating wildly. "In any other setting, this would be gay, you know this right?" Terry finally said. "Yeah well, I ain't watching this for the show he's putting on I want to see his changes." Shaun's eyes were glued on the PIP display. The flashing finally stopped on the fourth line. "Body Mass." Kevin let out a guttural sob as he shrank, the meter stopped again, this time it was "Body Hair". Now, Kevin was one hairy SOB, and they watch his body hair disappear. All of it from the neck down just vanished like water being absorbed into the ground. Kevin's hands started to slide across his body, and he still had not climaxed. "Oh, oh I feel sexy... yes yes!" Kevin moaned as he started twisting uncontrollably. "This, is getting really creepy Shaun." Terry's voice was almost a whisper. "Height" was next and soon he was down to what appeared to be five foot five, to an inch. He shuddered as it happened. Finally the last of the Level I lines filled in, "Hair II". Kevin's hair faded into blonde, and grew out some more, his hair styled around his face and looked like a models hair. "Fuck, is this shit turning him into a woman?" Terry asked aloud. "That's not good, not good at all." Shaun was quiet now too. Terry had never heard fear in Shaun's voice before, till now. "I wonder what Level II brings?" Shaun asked. As if in response, Kevin started to orgasm wildly, his spray literally flying all over the room. "Height II" it read, and Kevin lost two more inches. "Fuck he's short now," Shaun said as he picked up the remote. "Let's check in on Dave." He flipped the channel up to find Dave sound asleep. "Well, that's a relief," Terry said. "Okay, we've seen enough, I'm hungry." Kevin however lay there unaware his moment of ecstasy had been observed. He felt a little dirty, he also felt a little naughty. They were gonna give him shit for it, but at that moment he realized he didn't care. He had what, six points, fourteen more to go? He could have his fun AND walk away with at plenty of money! He felt his mess on his belly, his chest and his hands. His skin felt every bit of the slimy substance. His hand reached down to wipe a stream headed down his side. He lay there rubbing himself with his own cum for a moment before it dawned on him what he was doing. "Damn, what's happening to me?" he thought as he felt his body. Kevin never considered himself sexy, or attractive. He had his fair share of the ladies, and never had any complaints. Except Lisa, she hated the hair all over him. "Well that's gone now... and wow, I wonder if I can keep just this change?" he thought to himself. As it started to dry up and crust on his skin, Kevin decided it was time to take a shower. Getting out of bed nearly sent him to the floor on all fours. It took him a moment to realize what just happened. He stood up and the room seemed huge, he rushed over to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He was barely 5'3" tall. And if it wasn't for his full head of... BLONDE? The hell's man. Blonde? Hair and his older face... he now had roughly the same looking body he had at twelve. Kevin took a long time in the shower to overcome the shock he was in. The rest of the day was spent exploring the house, playing video games in the main room on that most awesome HD Plasma Screen TV available, and pondering what was to come next. Dave had seen the score on the monitor and when Kevin finally put in an appearance at dinner, he couldn't stop laughing. "What's so fucking funny Dave?" Kevin asked indignantly as he sat down at the table that they were to share for the evening. It was just the four of them, served by Bob. "I call dibs on your share of the money now," he said between fits of laughter. "Whatever man, I'm having a little fun with it, I'm not a pussy like you three." His face was a bit flushed now. "Oh no, the button, it's so scary I might get shorter oh noes!!!" he said, with his hands clasped in front of him. "You might end up with one though," Terry said quietly. "Say what?" Kevin and Dave both asked at the same time. "Think about it, no body hair, that long hair, getting really short... I'm not saying I'm right, but I bet the next thing you end up with is tits Kevin, I wouldn't hit that button again till you have too." Terry looked at Kevin. "I... I can't anyway." His voice shook just a little. Shaun looked at his watch and realized something... "Ya, and don't stay up tonight waiting for midnight so you can have your fun either," he said, knowing exactly how to manipulate Kevin. Shaun didn't give a damn about what happened to Kevin, there was money on the line, and if he was that stupid as to keep pressing that little button, that was his problem, not Shaun's. Sherry had been watching everything and taking notes as she observed the players, as she considered them, handle this situation. Her first problem was Gavin offering a million dollars. Not because they couldn't afford it, but because it was a ridiculous amount of money. Gavin never understood money anyhow, she was the one that handled the finances. Ara slipped into the room and stood off to the side, watching Sherry taking her notes. Sherry didn't notice her, she was too caught up in the drama unfolding before her. The changes to Kevin fascinated her, he was slowly evolving into a woman yet couldn't help himself. In a way it was pitiful, yet he had the power to stop it and did not. She also realized she was getting aroused by all of this unbridled sexual tension. She felt dirty even thinking about it, but there was no stopping her from watching. Shaun commenting that it wasn't their problem if Kevin could not control himself gave her ideas, ideas for the next time. She was always thinking one step ahead if she could. She looked over and noticed Ara watching her. "Uhm, hello Ara." She was a bit startled, how long had she been there? Sherry wondered to herself. "Hello to you too." Ara walked over to the bed Sherry was sitting on and picked up the note pad. "Interesting." Ara flipped through the pages. "I think you are enjoying yourself dear," she said sitting down next to her. As usual, Ara was wearing very little, just enough silky material to cover her more intimate areas while leaving her skin exposed. Sherry noticed suddenly that Ara was different, lighter in complexion and as amazing as it was to believe, smoother. "What happened to you?" she asked, shifting just a hair away from Ara, still not comfortable with Ara's casual need for contact. "I've told you before that my true physical form isn't all that different from yours, it is however alien and would be disconcerting." Ara put her arm around Sherry's shoulder as she spoke, pressing them together ever so slightly. "An effect, if you will of my powers here is that my body changes to be most appealing to those near me." She was looking right into Sherry's eyes as she said this. "What I was when you first met me was a beautiful Andean woman, but you must be slightly offset by this, so my body is merely reacting to you. It's not really something I have much control over," she said. Sherry's heart was beating faster now, she felt flushed and uncertain about what was going on. Sherry had never been attracted to other women. Yet here she was feeling like a school girl on her first date. No that wasn't right either it was something more "Well, that is just a little creepy," she said, trying to pull away, the feel of Ara's skin on hers was almost intoxicatingly erotic. Sherry didn't know what to do. "Hehe, well I hope you don't hold against me too much. I'm curious to see what form appeals to you." Ara leaned in and kissed Sherry on the cheek, her lips lingering for just a moment. Than she whispered into her ear very softly, "I hope you find the changes as pleasant as I have." Ara got up and walked out of the room, leaving Sherry agonizing over the moment. It was 3AM, and Kevin lay in his bed tossing and turning. He awoke twenty hours ago, or so it seemed to him to see the clock reading 2:46AM. It was the sheets, somehow as he slept they had changed from cotton to silky satin. The feel of the material against his skin was driving him nearly insane; soft silky and yes, he had to admit sexy was the only way to describe it. He shifted around in his bed, feeling the cool touch of the sheets as they caressed him. He pulled his briefs off, noting for the first time how crude and rough they were. He tossed them off and let his hairless balls feel the joy the rest of his body had been experiencing. Kevin realized deep in the back of his mind that he was losing his sanity. The rational part of his psyche was screaming for him to stop, that he was just going to end up pushing that button again. The Button, it was there on his nightstand waiting patiently. It seemed to be admiring the show he was putting on. Kevin decided to play coy with the Button, if it wanted to play the waiting game, well that was fine by him. He slid across the bed his skin flowing like water across the sheets yet the Button ignored him. Kevin decided maybe the Button was jealous of the sheets, so he slid over and picked it up, holding it close and admiring it's calm demeanor in the face of such desire. He slid it along the sheets, tingling all over as the Button was allowed to experience the joy he was feeling. They were lovers now, sharing an intimate moment before they joined as one. Kevin ignored his rational mind now, the shock and horror emanating from that corner of his mind was such a bore. Could it not feel the tension in the air? Could he not have a moment of happiness? Kevin's eyes glanced at the clock it was barely a quarter past three now, so short a time yet so long. "SIX," his mind screamed at him, "Don't do it!" but it was too late. The small chirp of his lover sang to the swish of his body across the sheets. The waves were coming now, waves of pleasure building throughout his body. "Chirp," the button sang again, and his body reacted in sheer lust to the sound. He could feel the climax coming on, and he fought to hold it off. His rational mind said quietly, almost a whisper now, as if it had finally admitted defeat, "Only one more, that way you have two more to get you through the day, plus the one in the morning." Kevin shivered with anticipation of the third press, he waited until he was ready to explode, held it off gallantly. The Button felt warm now in his hand. It called to him, yet still he fought back, the pressure was almost unbearable! His thumb pushed down gently depressed the button one more time before sliding it away from him. The tingle in his balls indicating imminent release subsided into a more fevered build up state now. He heard the TV switch on, as if to watch the show before it. Kevin looked down and saw his display, the Level II lines were pulsing in rhythm to his own body. He was long past caring what the changes were, instead he was eager and willing to experience them now. The thought of what was happening to him didn't fill him with guilt this time instead it thrilled him. One line started blinking faster, and his breathing increased to match the rhythm. "Skin" lit up, and with what he would later describe was a feeling like someone turned up the volume of a radio from a feint whisper to clear loud sound, his skin reacted the same way. What before was wonderful, become sheer ecstasy. He thought he would explode right then and there, but no, he was only one third of the way! His right hand reached for the button, but his left hand grabbed it in horror to save them both. The two hands struggled, twisting him all over the sheets! "They are fighting over me!" he thought as his body was gyrating nearly out of control, torn between lust and fear. "Libido" flashed on to the screen and his hands quit fighting and instead started to move across his body. He realized his earlier arousal was nothing. He hadn't known the meaning of the word "Horny" till that moment. The sudden hunger inside him for sexual release became overwhelming, his rational mind beat a quick retreat to a dark and isolated corner of his mind and covered it's eyes, too afraid and horrified to watch. "Body Shape." He stopped all movement, and stared at the screen. "What the?" he thought and then felt it, the onrushing orgasm, a freight train of lust centered not in his dick, but throughout his body nearly crushed him. He felt his body mutating, shifting and remolding itself as if it were made of clay as he climaxed. The massive sensations overwhelmed him, and he passed out as the last of his seed leaked down his leg. Kevin was awakened by a soft knock at the door. Bob the Butler stepped in and looked at him for a moment. "Mr. Mason felt you might wish to get freshened up before you had to come downstairs," he said, and then left. Kevin looked at the clock, it was 11:30 in the morning. "Better do some damage control and find out how bad it is" he thought to himself as he went to the shower. The feel of hot water on his skin was magical, and he took as long as he could bare it to clean up and soak in the goodness. He got out, and looked in the mirror to see the changes last night's adventure had on him. Smaller shoulders, thinner waist, wider hips... "Holy shit, it is turning us into girls!" he thought. He turned sideways to see his ass, and instantly got hard looking at it. "Wow, I'd hit that," he thought, then he realized how wrong that was and quickly went to get dressed. Coming downstairs was not easy, his pants were highly uncomfortable, and his shirt didn't fit right. "Fucking hell," he thought. The others were all ready in their seats, he expected laughter or harassment, but one look at the screen showed he wasn't the only one to partake in the button. Dave was at 5, Shaun was at 3 and Terry amazingly enough still at 1. "So glad you could join us, do have a seat Kevin and we'll get started." Gavin said, he was sitting there watching the young man walk, it was a very feminine walk yet the poor guy didn't even notice it. His friends had, Gavin noted, but they were wisely keeping quiet. There was hope for them after all. "If you would please..." Gavin started to say, when Terry interrupted him. "You lied," he said, the tone of his voice carrying condemnation across the room. "Oh, how so?" he asked, a look of confusion on his face. "Kevin is at 9 points, we haven't even been here a day. You lied when you said the limit was 5." Terry was angry now, angry and scared. "No, if you'll recall I said the limit was 5 per day, and the clock reset at midnight, so technically, I have not lied." Gavin realized he wasn't speaking per say, rather somehow his wife had implanted the thought straight into his head. "So technically we could press this thing 10 times a day?" Dave said. "No, 11, you forgot the forced press... which is now," Gavin said pushing his remote. Terry fought it as hard as he could, Shaun just tried to ignore it while Dave cycled between embracing the moment and fighting it. Kevin just laid back and let it happen. They were each watching their own screen, with one eye towards Kevin's, as he was so far ahead they were dying to see what was next for them. Shaun added Hair II to his Height and Body Hair, while Dave suffered the curse of Libido. Terry's body hair disappeared as all three reached simultaneous climax. They were just coming down from the high when Kevin's final line filled in. "Facial Hair." His orgasm dwarfed their own, and they stared in wonder as he looked at them. He looked at least ten years younger, and the change to his face made him appear nearly like a teen-aged girl. Ara had showed up Sherry was consumed in her task, she watched her for a moment, then walked right in front of the television. "Oh my." Sherry was taken aback by the changes to Ara. Her skin was much lighter, and smoother, her hair a lustrous black and her ample bosom was well... needless to say more ample. "I didn't hear you come in." "I know. Has anyone ever told you that you are cute when you have your face plastered in that little notepad?" Ara asked. She had a playful smile on her lips. Sherry knew this for what it was. The tension in the house was a veritable buffet for her to feed on. "Phase II notes. I think this can be improved upon," Sherry said, holding the note pad up, then went back to her notes. Ara walked over and sat on the bed. Sherry was watching all of this, furiously taking notes while on her bed. Since Ara had not given her a couch, she made do. At least, the the view was good. Ara moved her legs around Sherry's waist and straddled her from behind. She leaned over a shoulder and got a good look at the note pad. "Not bad, not bad at all ya know," Ara said, then giggled and hugged Sherry. "Do you mind, that's awfully distracting," Sherry said after a moment. And it was for her. The feel of Ara pressed against her was killing her ability to think straight. "You know what your problem is, you need to relax, put that stuff down for a second and sit up." Knowing that Ara wasn't going to quit, Sherry dutifully laid the paper aside. That pen and paper was forth coming. Strangely, she found herself wearing almost the identical outfit Ara liked to parade around in. Strange because Sherry wasn't normally one to wear such, but that's all she found to wear that morning. "Probably trying to see if she can annoy me," was Sherry's only explanation. "That's better," Ara said, and started to rub her shoulders, gently. "You are so tense, relax, I won't bite." Sherry willed herself to relax. Ara was rather skilled and Sherry wasn't one to say no to a good massage. "There we go, relaxing helps clear the mind." Ara's hands started to go a little further down her back, and over her shoulders sometimes pulling her into Ara. The feel of Ara's breasts against her back was titillating, they were soft and firm. Sherry's own gifts in that area were rather pathetic, and while Gavin never complained Sherry was ever conscious of the fact she barely rated a B cup and her nipples pointed toward the earth. "You know, Gavin's doing such a wonderful job I was thinking of rewarding him, but how to say thank you?" Ara mused, her hands almost touching the top of Sherry's breasts. She leaned forward and her hands settled on them. Sherry was very uncomfortable at this point. She knew Ara's good mood could change if she said the wrong thing. "Hey! Stop that!" Sherry said, moving slightly forward. This of course merely increased the pressure of Ara's hands on her breasts. "How about something like this?" Ara said as her hands moved under Sherry's breasts cradling them. The light bra, if one could call it that fell off her chest, and Sherry felt the oddest sensation as Ara's hands moved back up across her chest again. As they did, her small saggy breasts started to enlarge as her nipple and areolas expanded becoming very sensitive. Sherry let out an involuntary moan as her breasts engorged to nearly match Ara's. "There we go! No offense dear, but they did need a little improvement. I hope you don't mind." The mirth in Ara's voice conveyed her own approval at her handiwork. Sherry sat there for a moment looking down at her new additions. She felt a warm moist heat from Ara's crotch, which happened to be situated in her lower back at the moment. Her own body was having a similar reaction. "Thank you... I think he'll like it." She managed to say after a moment, her face flush. Ara leaned forward, pressing against Sherry. Her hands went under Sherry's arms and grabbed Sherry's new breasts, hefting them up as if to test their weight. Her mouth was just next to Sherry's left ear, and she whispered very lightly, "I know I do." She pinched her nipples as she said this. A very feint moan escaped Sherry's lips, then Ara disengaged her embrace and got off the bed. "Well, back to your notes then." And she walked out of the room. Sherry spent the rest of the day flustered watching the events unfold in the mansion, quite unable to think straight. The boys had drifted back into their rooms to shower and clean up. The score board told the tale of their first full day in the mansion, and they still had four more to go. Level Hair Kevin Shaun Dave Height Kevin Dave Shaun Body Mass Kevin Terry Dave Body Hair Kevin Dave Shaun Terry Hair II Kevin Dave Shaun Level II Skin Kevin Height II Kevin Libido Kevin Dave Facial Hair Kevin Body Shape Kevin Level III Facial Hair Kevin Kevin was the first out of the shower, and he sat on his bed naked. The siren song of the Button had become louder now, and he felt his will crumbling as it sang. "Stop it, stop it all ready! I've had quite enough of you! To be very honest I think we should break things off," he said indignantly to the Button. For its part, the Button sat stoically on the end table, oblivious to Kevin's ranting. Time was, on Button's side after all. The two sat in silence, glaring at each other. The first one to blink lost. Dave was standing in the bathroom looking at the mirror. A strange person was on the other side of the glass. That was NOT Dave Roberts. No, Dave Roberts was stud of a man, who stood tall and didn't let anyone fuck with him. He rejected all of this as some drug induced hallucination. "I'm gonna sue that motherfucker when this over," Dave said to that other person in the mirror. Dave stomped into the bedroom and saw the button, sitting there harmlessly on the dresser where he left it. "That shit ain't real, this ain't real," he announced quite loudly to the room. The room ignored him. He went over to the bed and flipped on the TV. Porn, nothing but porn. This was a bad thing really, as the drugs they had to have him on made him very horny. Dave had been walking around with his cock out and proud at full attention. His hand slid down and started to stroke it, the bitches on the screen were getting gang banged by a bunch of thugs from the hood. Dave lost track of time, he finally broke his stroking off when he realized he'd watched an entire porno and had not relived himself of the terrible need to orgasm. That damn drug, it must get released by the button! That was it! Dave figured it all out. If you pushed the button it flooded your system with a hallucinogenic that also let you cum! That's why there was a limit of five doses per day. He got up, walked over to the button. He looked around the room, certain there was a camera somewhere in the room. He was right of course, but not how he thought. There, the lamp he thought, that has to be where it's hidden. He picked up the button and started to wag it in front of the lamp. "I know you faggots are watching, well I'm on to you now! This shit ain't real, none of it is real!" he nearly shouted. Down the hall Shaun and Terry were watching the display of erratic anger slightly amused. "Kevin lost it, now Dave's lost it," Shaun said. "Yeah, but what does that say about us watching our naked male friend jack off for a while then start yelling at furniture?" Terry asked. He was worried that Dave was going to do something very rash. "Hmph," was all the reply Shaun gave him. "I have not changed, this is all drugs. I know your game now. Well Mister Mason, let me tell you something, when this is all over I'm gonna sue the ever lovin' shit out of you and take every penny you have!!!" He was shouting now, waving the button around wildly. The lamp for its part wisely did not react to the crazed black man yelling at it. "I could push this thing five times, and nothing will happen to me!" Terry got up. "Oh shit, he's gonna start mashing that damned button. I better stop him." Terry started to walk towards the door. Alarmed, Shaun started to get up too. He saw Terry's button on the dresser and grabbed it. "I can't let you do that Terry," he said. Terry stopped at the door, turning towards Shaun, he didn't realized he had his button in his hand. "He's our friend, and he needs our help," Terry said. Shaun held the button up. "If you try to open that door, I'll push it," Shaun said. "What the fuck man, are you really that greedy you'd let both of them turn into... into girls so you can get that much more rich?" Terry asked. Neither of them had noticed Kevin had walked into Dave's room. He hadn't bothered putting on any clothes. The sound of Dave shouting had alerted him, and he had gone over to investigate. "If you go in there, he'll know we were watching, besides if he's that stupid then he gets what's coming to him!" Shaun said, his thumb moved over the button. "Your move Terry." His shoulders slumped and he took a half step away from the door. "You win," he said, glancing at the screen. "Oh hell." It was at that point, they both realized Dave was no longer alone. "This is bad," Terry said. "Dave?" Kevin asked. "Dave are you all right?" He was a bit frightened. Dave was never a really violent guy, but he did have a temper. "Kevin!" Dave said, spinning around from the lamp, which was relieved to not be the target of all that yelling. "Kevin come here," Dave said. They met in the middle of the room. "What's with all the shouting?" Kevin realized they were standing very close to each other, stark naked and were hard as rocks. Very gay of us, he thought. "The buttons man, they aren't really changing us, it's just drugs. Like some sort of sick perverted LSD or something," Dave said. "Wait, how do you figure?" Kevin asked. That would explain why Button seemed so alive he thought. Dave sat down on the side of the bed. "Come here." Kevin sat down by him, but kept his distance. Kevin was feeling very awkward about the whole situation. "See, if you press the button, it releases a drug into your system. This drug has two effects, it makes you think you have somehow changed and it makes you cum," he said. Kevin pondered this for a moment, then shook his head. "Maybe, but that wouldn't explain why you're so much shorter then I am, nor the hair growth, or hair loss. And look at my skin! It's like... soft and shit." He held out his arm. Dave looked at his arm, then reached over and ran his hand across it. Kevin was right it was silky smooth. "Maybe it's like a skin cream?" Dave said, then stopped, his hand moved to Kevin's leg and he ran one hand down his leg. "Wow... that's rather amazing." Dave had always been a leg man. "Yeah, Dave, stop that," Kevin said, slapping his hand away. "I ain't gay, and last time I checked, neither are you." Kevin's mind had reached into the deepest reaches of his psyche to stop Dave. The feel of another person touching his leg had almost made him woozy with lust. His sanity crowed in triumph while his body ached for that again. The two began to struggle within. This had the deleterious effect of ruining Kevin's ability to think clearly. Dave realized blatantly he had just nearly felt his friend up, Kevin was right they were not gay. But that also didn't explain Dave's sudden desire to touch him again, he'd never felt a sexier leg. He briefly wondered what it felt like to have legs like that. The effect of the drug induced belief his legs were hairless, or maybe they WERE hairless... "Hey, ya know what, I bet there is like Nair or some shit in the water, makes your body hair fall out," Dave said. "What?" Kevin asked distracted. "Wait, wouldn't that like make us bald too?" Kevin asked. "Ya, it's the drug, it makes your skin smoother and your body hair fall out, that's got to be it," Dave said. He was excited now. "And if it's a drug, you can fight the effects! Just don't give in to it!" Dave was gesticulating wildly now. "No man, you can't fight it, you push that button and you cum. That's it, end of story," Kevin said, sounding unsure of him self. What if Dave was right? "I'll tell you what, I'll prove it to you, better yet, we'll do it together," Dave said. "What do you mean?" Kevin asked warily. "You push your button, I'll push mine and we'll fight it together." Dave was animated now. "But, you're only at six, if this is a drug, won't it be harder for me?" he asked. Kevin's inner lust had pinned his logical mind to the mat, the referee had started to slap the mat. "Shaun, I'm gonna stop those two idiots before they do something stupid," Terry said, his hand reached for the doorknob when he felt it. "Asshole!!!" His knee's buckled and he looked at Shaun in anger. "Sorry bro, I told you not too." Shaun seemed to be enjoying himself, he had a look of crazed power in his eyes that scared Terry. He managed, with a struggle to stand up. "Give me that," he said, his breath was coming out raggedly now. "Sit on the bed and you can have it back." Shaun stepped aside so Terry had a free path to the bed. "No, I'm going to stop them." He turned back and found himself on his knees again. The button had clicked twice in rapid succession. "I'll tell you what, I am so sure we can fight this, I'll hit mine five times, you just do it twice. I know we can do it." Dave held his button out. Kevin's sanity bucked his lust off him and rolled over. "No, what if you're wrong?" Kevin asked. "I ain't wrong man, if you can fight the effect, I betcha' the effects reverse themselves," Dave said. A reversal! Kevin's lust leg locked his sanity, it was a tap out! "All right, but I don't know if I can resist it... you don't understand Dave, it feels so good, and each time it's like the effect is stronger," he said wistfully. "Perhaps, but we ain't gonna let that happen are we?" He pressed his button five times fast. Kevin weakly held his button up and hit it twice. He tossed the Button gentle towards the pillows, no sense hurting Button if Dave was wrong. Terry heard the buttons on the screen. "Great... you asshole. Now they went and... oh shit!" he said. Shaun went over and helped Terry to the bed. "Here you go, now that you are on the bed, your button." He handed Terry the button. "Now, let's see what changes happen to them." And to you, Shaun didn't say. On the screen, in each corner the now familiar displays in PIP mode appeared. "Wow they haven't moved." Kevin was looking into Dave's eyes, Dave into his. They sat there locked in each other's gaze. The seconds ticked by, one agonizing moment after another. Dave felt himself shrink, as Height II filled in. He shrugged it off and tilted his gaze up. Kevin gasped in and felt himself nearly lose it as his nipples engorged and became erect in the cool air of the room. Dave looked down and saw the changes. Kevin was now sporting a set of perfect nipples. They were very large, and the areola expanded outward. "I told you to... be strong...." Dave said between clenched teeth. "You shra... shra... shrank first," Kevin managed to get out between pants. He wanted to feel his new nipples. He grabbed the bedspread tightly. Dave's skin went soft, it was like everything suddenly went slightly out of focus. Skin I, Kevin thought, wondering to himself if Dave's legs were as silky as his own. Kevin didn't even realize what he was doing until his hand was Dave's knee. "What are you... doing?" Dave asked, his eyes still transfixed on Kevin's chest. "I, just want to-" he was almost panting now, "-know if your legs were as smooth as mine." Had they a monitor on, they would have seen Body Shape and Facial Hair fill on Dave's list simultaneously. "That's interesting," Terry said from the next room. His own labels were still flashing, but the pace was quickening. "Kevin, we ha, ha... we have to stop this," Dave said. He could feel his skin now, it was like silk, just like Kevin's. He shifted, at first the movement was to get away, but that caused Kevin's hand to move up and in on his thigh. Instead of moving away, they were now side by side. Neither would ever admit to being the one to start it, but soon their legs were rubbing against each other's slowly. "Fucking fags man," Shaun said, slapping the bed. "I never would have thought it." Terry didn't say anything, the effect of Shaun hitting that damnable button was causing his head to swim. He couldn't help but desire to be in that room with Kevin and Dave, touch another... He looked at Shaun for a moment before shaking the feeling off. "NO!" he shouted in his head. Terry wasn't going to fall into that trap. Dave was wrong, this was magic, and while you couldn't stop the physical, the real battle was mental. Dave was struggling now. The feeling of lust that possessed him was unbelievable. He was beginning to think he'd made a major mistake. Kevin's hand was just below his balls, one wrong move and it was over. Kevin's sanity had all ready given up, it sat on the side and tried to analyze what had happened. That was it! Ten was the magic number, it was all so clear now. Instead of being disgusted by the thought of Dave being a man and so close, now he was sort of enjoying it... the higher the number went the more he'd want it. Kevin lost. He knew it, didn't care. His hand moved up and caressed Dave's hairless balls. He ignored the sudden mixed look of disgust and lust on Dave's face. "What are you doing?" Dave asked. Kevin didn't answer, and instead wrapped his hand around his large cock. It was a first for both of them. Kevin was amazed at how good it felt in his hand, he started to stroke it slowly. Dave's skin started to shimmer, changing to an even newer level of smooth then before. Kevin didn't feel any changes, he knew his number had ticked over, by the sudden desires welling up inside him. He just wasn't sure why. Shaun was flickering back and forth between the displays. Terry's flashed in such rapid succession that they seemed to be glowing then all three filled in at once. He glanced over to watch Terry's hair styled itself as it grew out and snaked around his head. Terry was now at five and pre-cum began to dribble off his dick. "Thanks asshole," Terry said looking at Shaun with daggers in his eyes. Shaun just shrugged and looked back at the displays. What did it mean for Dave? Skin II? And Poor Kevin, well Clothes was obvious wasn't it? Dave reached up, not sure what was going on now. His friend, one of his best friends was jacking him off. He should slap this silly white boy stupid! Instead he reached up and placed his hand on Kevin's cheek. His smooth face felt good, and without thinking about what he was doing, pulled Kevin closer. Their foreheads were touching, their ragged breathing mingling in the confined space between their lips. Kevin tried to say something, instead Dave lowered his hand to his nipple and pinched it. Kevin moaned low and increased the tempo of his stroking. Kevin started to lean back, and Dave moved with him. He was on his back, and knew, knew if he lifted his legs Dave would fuck him right then and there. This scared him, and it excited him. He felt his leg's moving up and in now, Dave shifted around till he was almost in position. Then their lips locked. The moment lasted but a second, and an eternity and they both climaxed, the remaining bit of Kevin's sanity was glad he was not penetrated. Terry joined them, much to his own shame and Shaun laughed at him for it. After the moment passed, Kevin got up and looked at Dave closely. "I think I should go now," he said as Dave lay next to him panting. "Yeah... that never happened all right, and for what it's worth, I was very wrong." Dave grabbed Kevin's hand and gave it a squeeze. "Hang in there pal, and don't hit that button ever again." Kevin looked around the room, there by the pillows Button sat sulking. Kevin picked it up and left. Ara had walked back into the room just after all the excitement in the Mansion finished up. Poor Sherry was sopping wet but had her legs crossed. For some reason this all seemed to excite her in ways that made her feel alternately dirty, guilty and good. "That, my dear, was a most wonderful moment," Ara said as she practically danced across the room. She had a huge smile on her face. "It was fascinating I'll give you that," Sherry said. She giggled, Ara was acting a bit silly now with her dancing. She was doing little ballet hops and twirling about. "So I guess you are happy now?" Sherry asked. "Yes, very I must thank Gavin, I know... After the boys take to their beds how about I bring him here for you?" She stopped and looked at Sherry with a rather naughty smile. "I think I could live with that. Wait, where is Gavin, I can't seem to find him anywhere?" Sherry said. Ara started to giggle. "He's uhm, busy right now, you really don't want to know," Ara said, pulling a chair out of thin air with a wave of her hand and sitting down in it. "What do you mean... busy?" Sherry asked suspiciously. "Well, if you must know, fine." Ara reached over and grabbed the remote off the bed and flipped the channel. Gavin's face filled the screen. He was sweating, his face slightly contorted in apparent concentration. "Is he masturbating?" Sherry asked staring at her husband, then her eyes grew wide. "Is he alone?" That last part came out in a whisper, her mind had started racing to conclusions. Ara just giggled and pressed a button, the camera started to pan back. Gavin was seated, and shirtless his hands were down at his sides. "That son of a..." she started to say, but the camera panned back further. Sherry stifled a snort laugh and said, "Turn it off turn it off!!" She knew Gavin would just die if he knew he was being watched he had a thing about this and always locked the door when he was on the pot. The score so far, Sherry noted was interesting. She looked over the list on the screen and was a bit annoyed it did not display the next changes. Sherry figured Ara wanted to surprise her, which did make things more interesting. Looking at her note pad she touched up the summery of the days events. Shaun's asshat move hitting Terry with two points irked her. Of the four, she felt Terry had the best chance of surviving with his manhood intact as long as he didn't let Shaun touch that damned button again. Dave and Kevin nearly becoming intimate caused her to be aroused, which she found very disturbing. These young men were victims, victims of her plan and ideas. She felt somewhat guilty to be the evil mastermind behind it all. And she felt dirty using sex to destroy their lives. She consoled herself in the knowledge she really didn't have a choice. She knew part of her secretly enjoyed the power she had, but it still scared her. She sat there pondering what was next for Kevin? Level I Hair Kevin Shaun Dave Terry Height Kevin Dave Shaun Terry Body Mass Kevin Terry Dave Body Hair Kevin Dave Shaun Terry Hair II Kevin Dave Shaun Terry Level II Skin Kevin Dave Height II Kevin Dave Libido Kevin Dave Facial Hair Kevin Dave Body Shape Kevin Dave Level III Skin II Dave Clothes Kevin Nipples Kevin Kevin for his part had returned to his room his belly covered with his spunk, his hand covered with Dave's. It wasn't the gross out moment he thought it would be in retrospect. He brought his hand up and smelled the musky odor of Dave's semen. His tongue lashed out and tasted it. "What the hell am I doing?" he said to the room. Walking over to the bed, he gently put Button down on its side of the bed and took a shower. He needed it. After spending far longer then he intended under the warmth of the shower, he returned to his room and looked for some clothes. To his shock all his clothes were gone! In their place were some of the cutest and sexiest little outfits he'd ever seen. He grabbed the remote and changed channels till he saw his display, "Clothes." Well, that was that. Kevin could walk around naked or play dress up. "What the hell. I ain't gonna go around naked." It took Kevin some time to pick out an outfit. The panties ranged from thongs, which he rejected, the thought of wearing butt-floss did not appeal to him to more boy short types and everything in between. Instead he went with boy shorts, a lacy little number in blue. Next was the bra, which he considered not wearing but was compelled too. He didn't know why, but the thought of not wearing one just seemed wrong to him. It was a training bra obviously, light blue to match the panties. Next up was the top. This took him much longer, he went from the girly t-shirts in his new wardrobe to the silky blouses. The blouses won out, the material just felt too good NOT to put on. Then came the bottom. Jeans shorts and skirts. These were in the closet next to slinky dresses and evening wear. Kevin wasn't going to put on a dress, not yet. He selected short black skirt and matching pumps. Putting it all on was an adventure in itself to say the least. Sliding the panties on felt wonderful, but he found he had to tuck his junk up or it sat wrong. This took some doing as he was now raging hard again. Supreme concentration got it all where it belonged. Next came the bra, which was easier then he thought it would be. He clipped it on in front, twisted it around and looped his arms through, just like so many of his former girlfriends had done before him. He went to the bathroom and looked in the full-length mirror. Before him was a teen-aged girl with a butch face in her undies. This thought caused him some discomfort as his little friend attempted to right itself, but the panties were on snugly and thus prevent such disruption. He put on the rest of the clothes he had picked out and started to leave when his eyes fell upon a new piece of furniture in his room, a desk with a mirror and drawers. He walked over to it and sat in the chair provided. "What the hell is this?" he thought to himself as he looked at his reflection. He realized the mirror had lights on the side, so he turned it on. "My hair is a mess," he said to the image, and opened up a drawer. In side were various brushes, combs and a small can of hairspray. He selected one and began brushing his hair out. Twenty minutes later he was satisfied. He had teased his hair into something like a flip, like that gal from Charlie's Angels. But that wasn't enough, there was something else wrong. He opened a few more drawers to find make up of every sort inside. He kinda knew it was there, calling to him the moment he looked over and saw the vanity. He took a deep breath and picked up several containers of foundation and went to work. "Where did he learn to do that?" Sherry asked the room. She'd been watching Kevin with interest, and his skill at hair styling impressed her. "It's part of the changes dear," Ara said coming into the room. "Spying on me again?" Sherry asked as Ara walked over to the couch, her body had finally seemed to settle down and there were no more changes. Wait, yes there were Sherry realized. Ara was now bald between her legs. The fact she looked and could tell this was disturbing enough to Sherry, that she was jealous was not. Sherry had always detested pubic hair, but hated the pain of ingrown hairs. "Not really spying, just curious what you were doing." She sat into the corner of the couch, her legs spread wide. This would have not been a problem had she been wearing pants. Sherry kept finding her eyes drawn to Ara's bare sex so easily seen through her silky garment. She looked up to the screen to avoid getting caught. "So the hair changes gives this knowledge to them? Why have the others not done the same?" "No, it was the clothes actually. Kevin feels wrong, and knows that this will make him feel right. That's the best way to describe it." Ara was smirking now, she knew where Sherry's eyes had been lingering. "Oh, could I ask a favor?" Sherry asked. "Ask away dear." "Could you let Gavin come visit me it's been a while and well I'd like to see him." "Sure I'll send him after the boys have gone to bed." Kevin finished his work and sat back. For some reason he was very good at this make up stuff, and looked himself over. "Perfect," he said to the reflection. He headed down stairs to grab something to eat, for some reason he was starving. Shaun and Terry were playing some football game while Dave watched. His face was a thundercloud. Dave saw him first. "Kevin? Is that you?" Kevin just giggled and said, "Of course silly." Terry glanced over and dropped his remote. "The hell you got all that on for?" Shaun scored a touchdown before looking over, he was a champ at this game and if Terry wanted to lose again that was his problem. "Fag." "Fuck you Shaun, you're the one that got us into this mess." Kevin walked right over to the others. "You could have walked away. And here you are dressed like a teen aged slut all dolled up ready to get fucked," Shaun said. "You think I WANT to be dressed like this?" Kevin replied angrily. "Obviously, or you wouldn't have taken the time to do your face, and from the look of it you have done it before. Never took you for a pansy, looks like I was wrong." Shaun turned back to the game, he had an extra point to kick. "Dude, leave him alone, it ain't his fault," Dave said. "Sure it is," Shaun said as the ball sailed through the uprights. "No one forced him to press that damned button, but he just kept doing it and I bet he won't stop till it is too late." Fourth Quarter, three min to go and he was up by three. "So I'm having a little fun with this, I'm not afraid like you," Kevin said, his eyes were turning red and there were signs of imminent tears. "Shaun, just leave him alone all right?" Terry said as he made it to the 40yard line before getting tackled. "I ain't afraid of pushing the button, I'm just not stupid enough too," Shaun set his defense. "Oh yeah? Put your money where your mouth is big boy, I bet Terry beats you!" Kevin said sitting in an open chair, he didn't notice he had straightened his skirt before sitting. "No way he beats me, what's the bet?" Shaun said as he sacked Terry's QB. "Three button pushes." Terry looked over at Kevin shaking his head. He had lost five games in a row to Shaun. "You're on." The game came down to the wire, three seconds left and Terry's team was on the 23yard line. Terry decided to go for the win. His TE ran a post pattern and the balled sailed in, the timer hit 00 and he just managed to sneak into the end zone! "YES!" Dave yelled as the score changed. "You lose, now push it," Kevin said. Shaun looked over at Kevin in disgust. "Fuck you, like I said, I ain't stupid enough to turn into a little bitch like you." Shaun stood up throwing the controller into the seat. "Hey man," Dave said standing up grabbing his arm, "you made a bet, now pay up." His eyes flashed in anger. "Aren't you cute, you two gonna kiss again? Get your hands off me faggot." And he ripped his arm away from Dave. Shaun stomped away and went upstairs to his room, Kevin was openly crying now and Dave stood there in shocked anger. How had he known? "What the fuck," was all Dave managed to say. Terry looked at the others and said, "If you change channels enough, you find camera's in each room." "Say what?" Dave sat back down, mortified. Terry spent ten minutes explaining how he and Shaun discovered the cameras and how Shaun had planned to let them get to twenty so he could take their money. "Why didn't you tell us?" Kevin asked, he felt his makeup was a mess. "I was scared," Terry said honestly. "We'll get his ass," Dave said and he laid out a plan to put Shaun in his place. Terry nodded in agreement as Dave finished up. He didn't like doing this, however Shaun had stolen Terry's button and hit it two times. Terry could feel the urge to press his button again, it was a hunger that he almost had under control, but now was nearly intolerable. That evening they all went to bed early. Shaun had wanted to stay up playing video games, but the others just ignored him. "I know what you are doing, I bet you two are gonna finish what you started earlier!" he yelled at them as they went upstairs. They waited alone in their own rooms, watching Shaun play some shooter. Kevin switched into a silk nightie that hugged his body close. He loved the feel of it, and became increasingly self-conscious of the fact he didn't fill out the top of the outfits. "What's one more push? One more point?" he thought aloud. He walked over to button and sat down next to it. "Can you promise to give me what I need to look good? Can you my love?" he asked the button. Button just seemed to stare at him as if to say "yes". At that moment he heard his door open. He turned in hope, but was a little disappointed to see Terry standing there. "Put it down Kevin, don't give in man," Terry said. He walked over and gently removed Button form Kevin's hand. "I know it's hard, I've been tempted too, but we must not give in." Terry looked up and saw Shaun turning everything off. "Oh shit." He sat very still as the camera followed Shaun to his room. "Whew, I thought he'd go into my room," Terry said. "So what now?" Kevin asked, longingly looking at Button in Terry's hand. It looked sad to him. "We wait for him to go to sleep, and I'll creep in just before midnight." So they waited, and talked about sports, and other things. Kevin kept reaching for his button, but Terry kept it away. Finally Kevin's door opened just after 11:50, it was Dave. "You ready to do this man?" he asked. "Yes," said Terry. He handed the button to Dave with the admonishment. "Don't let him have this." Dave sat down next to Kevin. In the dim light of the TV Kevin was actually very cute he thought. "I like the outfit," he said, sitting down. "Thank you," Kevin said, blushing slightly at the compliment. "I just wish, I filled it out better." There, he had admitted it. He felt a little shame as well as a thrill. "What do you mean?" Dave asked. "Well, you know..." Kevin said motioning with his hands in front of his chest. "Oh, really? You want tits?" Dave's dick twitched at the thought, and he hated himself for it. "Well I just feel wrong dressed like this yet so flat." He reached for Button. "I bet the next press will give them to me." His voice was desperate now. "And it might not," Dave said holding the button out for Kevin. "Are you sure you want to risk it? What if it doesn't? You only have what 7 points left?" Dave watched as Kevin took the button. His own dick was tight in his pants. The feel of the silky outfit Kevin was wearing was driving him mad. "I think it is, and I bet you'd like to see them too," Kevin said, placing a hand on Dave's leg. Why am I doing this? I'm not GAY! He was screaming to himself, but all the while his hand slid up and rested on Dave's rock hard cock. "Oh you would like it." Dave leaned in to kiss Kevin as the door opened, it was Terry with the Button. They jumped apart startled, Kevin dropping his button on the floor. "Will you two control yourselves please?" he asked. He knew what they were about to do, and was sickened by it, and aroused, he had to keep them apart. "All right, Dave, you on that side, Kevin you on that side," Terry said pointing to opposite sides of the bed. "I know it's the damned buttons, and I will not let you two do this to each other." He sat down between them and watched the clock, two minutes to midnight. "All right, I'll wait till just before midnight then hit him with five, and after he finishes five more," Terry said. "Why not all ten at once?" Kevin asked. "Cause he can only do five at once dear," Dave said, then looked at them in horror, did he just call Kevin dear? Kevin giggled again and said nothing, Terry just rolled his eyes and hit the button five times fast. They all turned to the TV. Shaun was dead asleep, having the most odd dream of being chased by naked men; they wanted to do things to him yet all he could do was run. Suddenly one caught him and threw him down onto a soft bed that was when he awoke and realized something was very wrong. His TV came on and his saw his little display flashing madly, the score read 9. "NO I didn't push it!" he yelled, as his body became taut fighting the onset of waves of lust and desire. It went on for nearly ten minutes, but finally the blinking stopped one by one and he felt the changes as his body went into orgasmic bursts of pure pleasure. The others were watching, and each realized this had them highly aroused. Kevin was both thankful and angry Terry had taken his button away. He looked over at Dave and saw he was stroking himself through his pants. Dave looked over at Kevin winked. Kevin slid over quietly as Terry sat enthralled watching the scene on the screen. Dave laid back and Kevin undid his shorts and released his cock. Body Mass, Libido, Skin, Facial Hair and Height II all filled in. Terry smiled. "Serves you right asshole," he said quietly to the screen. "Damn straight," Dave said and clicked his own button as he felt Kevin's soft mouth wrap itself around his cock. "My best friend is giving me a fucking blow job," he thought, not caring at all about the implications just enjoying the moment. Shaun lay on the bed naked, assessing the damage. "Where is it?" he said and started reaching around the bed, sure that he had rolled over on it. "Damn it," he said as he reached under the pillows. It was at that moment Terry hit the button again, slowly this time, one press every five seconds. He relished each press. He set Kevin and Shaun's buttons down and stared at the screen, oblivious to the action behind him. Kevin saw his button and reached over to grab it. He got it and hit the button twice by accident. Terry heard the click and looked over to see a sight that would scar him for life. Dave laid back eyes closed, Kevin his mouth around Dave's cock and his hand holding his button. "FUCKING HELL MAN!" he yelled, jumping up. "I'm done helping you two, can't even control yourselves!" And he stomped off back to his room leaving the two alone. "Well shit, his loss, keep sucking baby," Dave said and pressed his button again. If he was gonna do this might as well enjoy it. Kevin went back to work on that glorious cock in front of him. He needed and wanted it more then anything he'd ever wanted in his life. The firm feel of a rock hard cock on his tongue felt wonderful, and the salty taste of precum dripping from the tip was like the sweetest nectar. Shaun was in agony of ecstasy at that moment, flailing on his bed as he felt another rush of pleasure hit him. His brain couldn't cope, his will couldn't resist and his body barely able to withstand the effects; Shaun let go and just enjoyed it at this point. Terry was watching in his room, the TV went to a split screen where he was forced to watch his friends fag out while Shaun suffered. "Why did we ever come here?" he asked the room. The display for Shaun lit up its first hit, Body Shape. Despite his despair at the situation, Terry was still enthralled watching the changes going on. Shaun's hips flared out and his shoulders came in, his body took on a perfect hourglass figure just like Kevin and Dave had. He glanced over at their display. Kevin had stripped naked and slid up to face Dave. They started making out, which grossed Terry out. He looked back to Shaun's screen as a new change clicked, Breast. Shaun felt his body stop undulating from the Body Shape effect, only to feel a strange warmth on his chest, he looked down as his breasts grew out nearly to a solid B-Cup. He reached up and grabbed one. It was an amazing sensation. Soon one hand was stroking his cock and the other was fondling his new toys. "Dave. I want you, I want you to fuck me," Kevin whispered into Dave's ear. Dave said nothing but rolled Terry over on to his stomach and pulled his hips up. Kevin felt the tips of Dave's cock against his anus, it was the strangest sensation yet. He lifted up on his hands into a classic doggy style just as Dave pushed into his ass. Kevin moaned in pain and lust as Dave's cock slid in till he felt their balls touch. For a moment, Kevin was afraid he'd split in two! But then Dave slowly started to pull back and then rammed forward. Neither was watching the screen but both felt the changes; Dave's chest heaving as his nipples and breasts pushed forward while Kevin felt his own endowments appear. Terry was watching in sick fascination as Dave changed. But it was Kevin he was watching; Breast and Breast II had filled in. Kevin was sporting a set of perfect D-cups at this point. The two were locked in a rhythm of unbridled lust; Kevin pushing back as Dave pushed forward. The pain was gone now it was just pleasure he felt as his ass was pounded for all it was worth. It all now hit Shaun; Breast II, Nipples and Clothes filled in. The air was almost electrified by the lust in the mansion. The three unknowingly reached orgasm at the same time, and Terry had to throw his button least he push it too. Sherry had given up fighting the desire herself, and was in full masturbation mode at this point. The scene of all that sexual tension had driving her wild with lust. She needed Gavin, but feared Ara would walk in and what might ensue from that was more then she could bare. She shuddered with a massive pent up orgasm just as she watched Dave pull out of Kevin. The morning after. Sherry awoke and needed a shower, no, a bath. A long glorious soaking in the tub. Gavin had never shown up. She heard the water running in the bathroom and froze. Was Ara in there showering? Her nipples went stiff at the thought, and she hated herself for it. Slowly she made her way to the door, and seeing it wasn't entirely shut, pushed it ever so slightly open. In the shower was Gavin. The relief and disappointment she felt were equal. As was her guilt and shame. She decided to sneak into the shower. Slowly she undressed and slipped into the room. Gavin for his part, was relived he was back to his, well new normal self. His hair no longer long, his skin no longer soft and hairless. After watching the machinations of the young men, the lust and desires they had, he realized that the damnation of his soul was the least of his worries at the moment. Ending up a cock lusting bimbo was his immediate danger. The sound of the curtain moving startled him, and he turned to see his wife enter the shower. They said not a word, but embraced. Gavin realized Sherry had been altered by Ara, but decided prudently, to not comment on it. He need her embrace now more than ever. The scoreboards had all updated. Level I Hair Kevin Shaun Dave Terry Height Kevin Dave Shaun Terry Body Mass Kevin Terry Dave Shaun Body Hair Kevin Dave Shaun Terry Hair II Kevin Dave Shaun Terry Level II Skin Kevin Dave Shaun Height II Kevin Dave Shaun Libido Kevin Dave Shaun Facial Hair Kevin Dave Shaun Body Shape Kevin Dave Shaun Level III Skin II Dave Shaun Kevin Clothes Kevin Shaun Kevin Nipples Kevin Shaun Kevin Libido II Kevin Dave Face Kevin Dave Shaun Level IV They all awoke around 11am. Kevin, his ass pulsing from the previous nights activities wondered what the hell happened to them. Dave, lay next to him, his hair splayed out in a mess. His? Kevin looked at his friend, aside his penis, which lay limply between his legs, there wasn't much he left to his friend. Kevin had to fight the urge to take that glorious penis in his mouth, though groggy from just waking up, his mind was surprisingly clear at the moment. He realized he had crossed into a new paradigm of sexuality. He was really trapped in a house with a lunatic who was forcing he and his friends to become sex crazed sluts. He had allowed, no begged one of his best friends to fuck him. His own cock twitched hard at the memory of the moment. He closed his eyes, and willed himself to relax. It was Friday, they had four days left in this hell, and he had only five clicks left. Five little clicks of a stupid little button and his world would end. The thought of the button caused his mind to slip. That devious little minx had tricked him into this moment. The pleasure it brought was the most intoxicating drug, and the most dangerous. He couldn't, wouldn't allow the button to destroy HIM. He had to resist. He looked over and there it was. Sitting on the nightstand. He slowly removed himself from the bed and headed to the shower. Dave woke up when he heard the shower come on. His mind was still not awake, but he forced himself to sit up. Looking at the TV in the room, he saw the damage done from the night before to his body. Face changed, that hit him hard. He had to get to a mirror, to see what he was now. He looked down between his ample cleavage, they were still there. He reached up and cupped his right breast. The wave of pleasure that sent through him nearly wrecked his mind. Instantly he was hard as a rock. The shower, Kevin was in the shower. Kevin, his best friend who he fucked last night. Dave felt his body yearning to join Kevin in the shower. To run their bodies together, to bend over and let Kevin show him how... wait. "NO!!!" Dave shouted at the room. "That, that can't, no. Never," he said under his breath. He ran from the room to his, thoughts of being some man's bitch racing unwanted and unbidden into his mind. Terry was already downstairs, having woke up earlier in the morning. He was in his chair, drinking a cup of what was he had to admit, amazing coffee. His body felt wrong, a quick glance at the scoreboard made him realize he had it good. Four days of this madness left and he barely scratched the surface of what his friends were experiencing. Last night was utter madness, the damage done beyond reckoning. What if this Gavin guy was lying, there was no "reverting back to form" and they were stuck like this forever? At that moment Gavin had chosen to enter the room, the time was nearly noon and the others were going to have to show up soon. "Good morning Terry, how are you today?" Gavin asked, in his typical British upbeat way. "Well aside being at the mercy of a madman like you and wondering if you've lied about reversing... whatever this is, I couldn't be better," Terry answered as sarcastically as he could manage. Gavin frowned. "Look, I know you think it is I who put you here, and I don't blame you for that really. But we're both pawns of a greater force, I'd worry more about keeping yourself safe, my conditions have not changed. If you can manage to reach the stroke of midnight without having lost your virginity, you will be back to your old self only much richer." Gavin walked to the coffee table and poured himself a cup. "I thought you Brits only drank tea," Shaun said, he was walking down the stairs. Terry's eyes flared open. "Sh.. Shaun?" he asked cautiously. Shaun stopped, put his hands on his wide hips and said "What?" Terry couldn't believe it. Shaun was in a pair of rather tight daisy dukes and a pink bikini top that barely covered his tits. It was so tight Terry's eyes flicked over to the score board just to make sure Shaun hadn't, well.. went all the way. There were no changes. His hair was teased and done perfect, and his new face and the make up application made him look like some sort of pin up model. "Wow..." Terry said. It was all he could manage. He realized he was very aroused by the new Shaun, and that bothered him, a lot. Shaun just ignored him and went to his chair, he carefully removed his shorts and the his previously tucked member sprang free. Dave and Kevin came next and both were looking as stunning as Shaun. Surprisingly to Terry, they were all in bikini's. He realized it must be easier to put on and take off. Gavin stood before them and droned on about how he hated doing this, but the time for the perfunctory push had arrived yada yada yada. Terry wasn't listening, he was looking at his friends, and realized how much they had changed, how if he wasn't careful... "Okay Ladies, and Gentleman, are we ready?" Gavin said, the word ladies caught his ear, and he realized how true that was now. Click. Click. Click. Click. Gavin held the button slightly away from him, as if he feared the remote in his hand. All four friends were staring at the TV as their bodies began to undulate to the power of the Click. Terry, being the least altered was the first and most obvious change. Body Mass. As he felt his body rearrange and shrink, he started to lose himself to the moment. Movement caught his eye. Shaun had removed his top and was gleefully fondling his breasts. The sight of those glorious globes of perfection sent Terry over the top and he climaxed. The scored board for Shaun stopped next, Libido II. Again not a surprise but the moment hit Shaun like a ton of bricks. He'd never had an orgasm like that, his body was spent, and yet wanted more. It was the scariest moment of his life as he felt himself fully give over to the pleasure he was experiencing. Kevin had gotten up at the click of the last button and without much protest from Dave, lowered himself in a reverse cowboy on his friend who had leaned his recliner all the way back. Terry looked over as he slowly came down from the orgasm that had obliterated all thought from his mind. He was still too horny to look away and watched as Kevin rode Dave for all he was worth. Kevin's low voice which had been grunting and moaning slowly pitched higher until he sounded like one of those porn stars on the internet "Fuck me, oh yes oh more.. oh oh oh..." Dave for his part was grunting and thrusting and trying to keep pace. He wanted this, and didn't. He was jealous as the thought of riding Kevin had crossed his mind for a moment, but the moment Kevin's sweet ass slide down over his cock, well... That was that. He didn't notice his scoreboard stop flickering, it said "Name". Terry looked at that for moment, and wondered why Daria's scoreboard would say that. Wait, what? That's not his name it... it.. it's wait what? Was all he could think. Shaun had found himself enraptured by his friends activities. All the previous times that damned button had been pushed he'd blow his load and come down from the horny high. But now, now he wasn't. He was almost as horny as he was near climax. Kevin was leaned forward, the chair and position had his head basically waist high. A thought hit Shaun, "I have five points left, and three pushes to go..." He was up walking toward Kevin, his button in hand. Terry said nothing, he just watched. Shaun stopped right in front of the two girls fucking, girls? They sure didn't look like boys anymore and Terry thought he saw a moment of disgust? Horror? Cross Kevin's eyes, but then he grabbed Shaun's cock with his hand and eagerly began to give him a blow job. Terry heard the "click" of Shaun's remote then Shaun's thumb nearly clicked it again... with extreme effort he tossed it away. The button landed in Terry's lap. Kevin's mind was swimming. He had Daria buried deep in his own ass, and he was bouncing on it for all he was worth and suddenly Shaun had shoved his dick in his face! He couldn't handle it. For but a moment he wanted Shaun to leave but then he found himself sucking him off. He couldn't help it. Guys don't do that! Terry stared at the remote in his lap. He knew the most dangerous person to his maleness was Cindy. Wait.. his eyes flashed to the scoreboard and sure enough "Name" was there. Terry KNEW Cindy his whole life just as he knew she had a different name. Cindy was being sucked off by Kandy who was riding Darla. The hells is going on? Terry was mad then, it's all Cindy's fault really. She wanted to be there, she tried to turn them all so she could get the money. Terry picked the button up and held it for a long minute. All he had to do was push that button three times, and one problem was gone. But he couldn't. With a desperate effort, he tossed the button in Cindy's empty chair, got up and went to his room leaving his horny friends to finish their moment of sexual gratification. He had to leave, he was but a moment from joining them. A few hours later... Cindy sat in her room. She was horny as hell. She was mad at herself for losing control, for making a dumb decision. She wanted to scream, to yell to stop going through her now very full clothing closet looking for a cute outfit. Her mind was slipping. Why was she referring to herself as she? Why couldn't she think or say her male name? She knew, KNEW Cindy wasn't her name, yet it was the most correct and right name to think or say. She picked out a very tight fitting blouse and skirt from her close it and put it on. Now what? She thought to herself, as she readjusted her bra. Just touching her breasts was a dangerous proposition, a flood of desire and want washed over her and she had to stop a moment to keep them from overwhelming her. She sat on the bed, she grabbed the TV remote and decided to see what the others were doing. Terry was in the shower, still, mostly looking male. This pissed Cindy off for some reason, Why did he get to to avoid their fate? He flipped the channel to Kandy's room, she was asleep on top of her bed. Aside for the bulge in her crotch you wouldn't have guessed she was male. Cindy realized someone watching her would think the same thing, it bothered her she liked that thought, almost too much. She flipped the channel to Daria's room, she wasn't there. Where is that girl? A few more channels later, she found her answer... The swimming pool. Daria was laying in the sun, trying to forget the day's event's. Her name, her thought processes, all gone. She was Daria now. She was in a very revealing bikini, her somewhat shrunken penis tucked way back so as to both hide it and make her more comfortable. She had spent the better part of twenty minutes rearranging that thing so her bikini looked right. She found just the perfect pair of sunglasses to go with the swimsuit and was outside to get away from the temptations in the house. Her penis was stirring, and that was not a good thing in it's current tucked state. She had to take her mind off things. She got up, picking up the purse she had put her button in, and went over to the pool gazebo, it was mostly enclosed, like a tent with a nice lounger bed, a table and an intercom on the wall. Interested, she pushed the call button. "Can I help you?" a male voice asked. "Yes, uhm... what is this for?" Daria asked, her voice soft and flowing. "Pool side service ma'am, I can bring you lunch, a drink, anything you would like," the voice said. "Ohh, a nice cold drink, please." She laid on the lounger, it was very comfortable. She laid there for a few minutes, and just as she wondered if she had to go get the drink, she heard the door open. In all her life, she had never seen a man and found him the least bit attractive, but this man, she found herself going flush. Her tucked penis was twitching like mad and her nipples so hard she could cut glass with them. He was bald, black and muscular wearing only a tight fitting speedo and a pair of sandals. The speedo barely hid the massive cock he had. She couldn't take her eyes off of him, or it. He had a silver tray, on it was a wine cooler, berry by the color. She was annoyed he brought that, she didn't drink those. "Here you are ma'am" he said, standing inches from her, his strong arm outstretched offering her the drink. She took it, took a sip, and found it actually was just what she wanted. "Can I get you anything else?" he asked. Flustered, Daria found she didn't know what to say. "Uhm, not right now... but what, what's your name?" she asked, and immediately wondered why the hell she would ask that. "Charles ma'am, just buzz me if you need anything else." He smiled and turned to walk away. Daria's heart was racing at that moment. His smile was adorable and his ass, holy hells she'd never seen a cuter ass. When he went into the house, she took a long pull off the wine cooler and slapped her face. "No no no," she said, but her body had other ideas. It didn't' take long before she was thinking about Kandy riding her this morning. How good it felt, how much she wanted to be one doing the riding. That line of thought, her rational mind said, was dangerous. She tried to shake it off, and took another drink, it was empty, and she was very thirsty all the sudden. Her head swimming slightly from the empty stomach, the alcohol and her annoyance at being lightly buzzed from one puny wine cooler distracted her mind, she found herself ordering another drink. "No, run away! Now!" Her mind tried to force her body, but she found herself laying back on the lounger. Her penis had worked itself free, and she hated it at that moment. "Charles would be put off by seeing it," floated through her mind. Before she knew it, she was on her belly, the rubbing of the swimsuit and her now erect penis killed any real thinking she had left. Charles appeared right on time, with another drink. His powerful muscles were driving Daria nuts. She saw in the upper corner a TV monitor, it was to the scoreboard. She had only 4 points left, 3 days to go. It's only one point... Before she knew it, the button was on the lounger with her, under the pillow. Charles placed her drink down, and asked, "Can I do anything else for you ma'am?" "It's Daria, if you will and unless you can stop this dry air from killing my skin..." she said with a little giggle. "Very well, Daria," he said. Hearing him say her name thrilled her. He walked out of the tent of a moment, she was relieved and disappointed all at once, her grip on the button relaxed. He returned with a bottle of lotion. "If you would like, I could lotion your skin for you," he asked. "Yes, please do," she said, her voice soft, coy and very flirty. He merely smiled and began to put lotion on her back. "If you don't mind," he said, as he unclasped her bra. "It will get in the way," he said. She said nothing, just waited for his touch. He slowly started to run her back, his powerful hands surprisingly gentle. Every push, every feathery touch, every strong motion was making her dizzy. She shifted a little and pushed against the back of the lounger. "Oh, let me get that out of your way," he said. He reached down and pushed something, the lounger converted to a full bed. "I'm lying on a bed, with a man rubbing my body, I'm liking it, I want this... this has to stop!" she thought. She turned to say something to him, he was bent over her. His scent was very strong, a musky, manly smell that she'd never had noticed before. Then she saw he was getting very erect, and wasn't able to think straight. "I, uhm, er.. uh, you uh, look uncomfortable," she found herself saying. "It's alright, I would never wear less than a lady I was with," he said, his smile was charming and disarmed her. Her traitorous hands moved down and unclasped her bikini bottom, and she took them off. "Don't let me stop you," she said. He just smiled and freed his massive cock. It was the most beautiful and erotic thing Daria had ever seen in her life. "Here, let me massage you better," he said. Before she knew it, she was straddling her, his large cock resting on her ass, threatening to slide in between her cheeks. He leaned forward, pressing against her, and began to run her shoulders, she looked over and saw next to the body lotion, there was a bottle of lube. She hadn't noticed that before. Her back was trying to arch, to give his penis better access, her body screaming for what her mind was saying no too. She watched him reach over and pick up the lube. He shifted back, off her and she felt her ass rising in the air. She had never felt this vulnerable in her life. The sudden touch of the lubricant on the top of her crack, sliding down across her hole broke her mind. She was in a total state of arousal, but yet couldn't quite... He leaned over her, his penis pushing between her now wet ass cheeks, she felt the girth of him against her, sliding over her virgin hole. "If you want more, you have to click it," he said gently in her ear, one had reaching around to caress her breast the other spreading her open a little more and positing the head of that monster cock right on the edge of her ass. Without thought she heard "click"... and then he was in her. Cindy sat there her dick out, her mind racing trying to stop her from watching, her body fighting her mind and her tits bouncing as she furiously jerked off watching her friend get fucked by the sexiest man she'd ever seen. Terry had gotten out of the shower. First making sure he had full possession of his button. He didn't trust Cindy, not at all. Flipping on the TV he first had to get through the porn, "Why don't I just remember their channels" he thought, and stopped at Kandy's room. She was standing naked in front of the full-length mirror in her room. That was new. Kandy was enthralled by the woman she saw staring back, the only vestige of manhood left to her form was her cock. It was smaller now, and she closed her eyes and focused as hard as she could. It went limp and she managed to tuck it up and away. Then she turned and looked in the mirror. Terry, watching knew what was going through her head, these thoughts had floated through his mind too. He changed the channel, there was Cindy, cock in one hand and button in the other. She was watching something, or someone intently. Terry realized it had to have been Daria, so he flipped the channel to find her empty room. He clicked again and saw the pool. "What? That's never shown up before..." he said quietly, then the camera slowly panned to the left, and moved ahead. "Oh shit, don't stop..." a woman said. He knew it was Kandy, and then she was on screen, back arched, one of the butlers impaling her on his massive cock. She had a look of utter ecstasy on her face, in the little corner her name was flashing and the counter had ticked up one more. She was at 17. Another name popped up, it was Cindy, her counter flashing, she obviously had lost it as well. 15 was flashing, then 16. Terry flipped the channel back, and Cindy was on her bed in all her nakedness. One hand furiously rubbing her body, the other seemed to be holding the button away from her. Terry was torn. Cindy was the reason they were there, she had made some bad choices. But terry also had a moment of pity for her. He had to help her. Terry quickly walked into the other room and found Cindy fighting to pick up the button, she had dropped it. Terry walked over and took it from the floor. On the screen Daria's number had quit flashing and stopped on "Stage One". Whatever that meant. Cindy's was still flashing. She was fighting it. Cindy looked at Terry with fear, lust and hate in her eyes. "G... Give.. Give me that," she said, panting. It was obvious she was still building towards climax. "I am not going to push it, I am here to help you," Terry said, and he walked over to the other side of the room and put the button down on her makeup table. Confusion crossed her face. "But you could have gotten rid of me," Cindy said, panting, her mind racing. Terry walked over and and looked at his friend. While he didn't really notice it, he was hard as a rock, and the bulge was quite noticeable. Cindy saw it, knew that she shouldn't, couldn't. But her body let her know the only way she would get the release she needed was in her friends pants. In a moment of sex fueled clarity she noticed Terry had his button. In a flash of movement, she reached out and managed to grab his cock with one hand and press the button with her other. She didn't realize it but she double clicked it. Terry's mind flared for but a moment with anger. "Why why did you do that!?" he said. "Because it was the only way I could get your pants off so you'd give me what I want," she said simply. Terry stumbled backward, the lust was taking him over now. He knew he should get out of there, but she'd follow, he knew it. He'd have to fuck his friend. That made him madder. He came in there to help, and this is what he got for his trouble. With the flux of emotions and flaring anger, a thought raced through his mind. Before he knew it, he had it in his hand, Cindy's button. "You earned this, bitch," he raged and then furiously clicked it for all it was worth. "NO, NO!!" Cindy yelled but it was too late. Before she knew it her body was in maximum overdrive. The numbers on the screen flickered over and over, and unlike previously where the change came at the end, they filled in. Terry's pants had dropped, he didn't care at this point. He was going to end Cindy's bullshit, he was gonna fuck her into womanhood. He watched as Stage 1 filled in and Cindy's cock and balls greatly shrank, they were barely there really. Face appeared and Cindy's face twisted into a very sexy woman's. Lips popped and she was sporting pouty dick sucking lips to die for. Libido III filled in and Terry looked into Cindy's eyes and saw her mind slipping from rationale thought into full on slut bimbodom. You could see that all she cared about now, was sex. Then Skin III. Terry really noticed nothing, but Cindy had flopped around rapidly for a moment. She was in utter ecstasy, with each number flash she had non-cumming body orgasms. The skin change made her body light afire with desire. She found herself on her back, legs spread in front of Terry, whose cock was out and massive. She looked up at the screen "Stage II" Filled in. The moment she would always remember, happened then. Her tiny penis seemed to crawl into her crotch, her balls leading the way. The formation of all the usual female plumbing didn't hurt, in fact it was, it was highly erotic. Like her body knew what was needed, and everything fell into place. Her hand slid down and felt not the familiar throbbing erection, but a hot, moist slit. It was done, she was a woman now, with a very available cock twitching not a foot away. Terry for his part, saw libido and skin flashing on his screen. What was left of his mind was now only focused on the new slut before him. He had a choice, but only in the most fleeting of sense. He tried, for a moment to step back, but then Cindy's legs spread wider. "Do me, please..." she begged. His will crumbled and instead of the backwards step, he took a fateful step forward and found himself on top of his once best bud. Her nipples were rock hard against his chest, her lips pouting in that way only a woman ready for sex can be. He couldn't not fuck her now, even if the room caught fire and the ceiling started to fall what happened next was inevitable. Cindy looked up at Terry, her mind racing, she had to... ha.. she, no if he fucked her, this was her life now. She started to tell him something, say no, stop... but her nipples brushed against him, that cause her to shift, and arch, and her new pussy to rise. When the tip of his manhood came in contact with her lips, it was like nothing she could ever have imagined. She felt him press ever so forward, and in that moment, she knew. "I was Shaun." And her life as a man flashed before her, then it faded into the background as his penis entered her. Stretching, ever so stretching. The moment hung in the air, then she felt his balls bounce against her. She felt a snap, a moment, she saw a most beautiful woman in a room, she was not alone. This woman was with another woman, not as pretty but still very attractive. They were watching this moment. Cindy knew this was the reason this was happening. She saw the beautiful woman, turn to the other woman, and reach up, grabbing her face kiss her. He saw them laying backwards onto the bed, and then she was back in the moment. Terry bottom out, and pulled back then hammered back down. Each thrust was like nothing Cindy had ever felt before. It was the most erotic thing, to be fucked. She lost count or care of the time or place. Her new equipment throbbed in time with Terry's almost animistic thrusting. He was angry, horny, sad. He started to cry, tears of fear and rage. Of lust and desire. He felt he had killed his friend, but knew it wasn't his fault. They came together at that very moment. Daria lay at the poolside for a few minutes after the butler had left. She had never imagined doing what she just did. Her ass, was sopping wet, stretched. Her dick, she realized something was wrong, very wrong. She quickly got up, pulled on her clothes and ran up to her room. In the shower she saw the damage that moment had on her. For a moment she just stared at her now diminished genitalia. A thumb long and thick, with two grapes in sad hairless sack underneath. It did and did not bother her that her first thought was, "Now I can wear a bikini without tucking so painfully." She got out, cleaned up and dolled up. None of the girls really thought about it, but if they had they'd have realized they were compelled to look as sexy as they could before leaving their rooms. Unaware of the events that transpired while she was, busy, Daria came downstairs to find Kandy and Terry having an argument. "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HER!" Kandy was screaming. Terry, red faced stood there, shaking, he looked, different to Daria. She looked over to the score board and noticed he had 2 more points. "Well, soon he'll be one of us!" she thought dimly for a moment then her eyes went to Cindy's scoreboard. 20- FINAL, it read. "Wait, what happened?" She asked, stunned. Terry ignored her, instead still facing Kandy he repeated the events, how he went to help stop Cindy pushed the button in his pocket and, yes he fucked her into permanent womanhood. Daria's mind was reeling, Cindy? Their best friend, the most homophobic of them all, the "man's man" was now a chick for reals? "You, you fucked her and she'll never go back!" Kandy said, her voice losing some of it's previous anger. She realized she was jealous of Cindy at that moment, and that scared her. "Where is she now?" Daria asked. "I don't know, she went to take a shower and just... disappeared," Terry said. Where indeed had Cindy gone? Gavin knew, she was in the Ruby now. What that meant he did not know. Arajatta was not answering him, he would have to wait. He decided this was part his her game, and that the previously male victims of Arajatta had gone on to live safe, if slutty lives at a new whore house that was in his name actually, he owned it, Cindy was there. Cindy in fact, was at that moment in the Ruby, though she had no idea of that. She was in a bathroom, the most glorious of bathrooms. She decided after the days events a bath was just what she needed, and had sunk herself into the tub, filled with bath oils and bubbles. She also took the time to explore her new body. "Well, this is me now so might as well get used to it," she thought as she slid a finger into her new slit. Had she opened the door, she would have seen a most interesting sight. The moment Cindy's womanhood became permanent, Ara had been sitting on the bed with Sherry, watching. Ara knew, though didn't really care, that the her body was emitting waves of the sexual tension she was absorbing from the moment. Poor Sherry was absorbing those waves. She watched as Terry came to save his friend, and felt herself start to heat up. As the two friends on the screen came closer to coupling, she realized that Ara was now embracing her. Her mind was reeling, she needed to turn off the TV, to ask Ara to leave, to take a cold shower. Her ability to think was melting away as surly as Cindy's was. Ara was behind her, the heat of her sex was raging now. Sherry's own fun zone, was nearly a faucet. She needed Gavin. REALLY needed him, but he was not there. Instead she turned to ask Ara to send Gavin to her, but at that moment Cindy was being penetrated for the first time, Ara grabbed her breast and put a hand on her face. She looked into Ara's eyes and felt a lust she'd never felt in her life. Instead of speaking, their lips came together, instead of words she felt her tongue dancing with Ara's. She was being pulled back onto the bed. Their bodies twisting, hands moving over each other. It wasn't long before she found they were naked, that caused her mind to stop for a moment. "But I didn't take my clothes off..." she realized that was Ara's doing. Guilt wracked her, but only for a brief moment. Ara had her sex in Sherry's face. Sherry had never found vagina's to be at all attractive, or alluring. She had rarely touched her own, or looked at it. Now with another woman's in her face, she really looked at it. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. "No!" Sherry thought, then she felt Ara's mouth on her own sex pot. She opened her mouth to gasp and then Ara lowered herself onto Sherry. The two went at it like a couple of teenagers on prom night. The next few days were a whirlwind that Terry could neither full recall nor fully forget. Kandy and Daria lasted, a day? If that before being, as Cindy jokingly called it, "Bitch slitted", and the three would show up in the morning, sleep, and then leave right after Terry pressed his button, they would all laugh, take turns riding him, sucking him off, or otherwise desperately trying to get him to join the "girls club". Terry was having none of it. He had hidden away his button where no one could, not even he, find it and be tempted. Still with all the damage and mandatory clicks, he started the last morning with 15 points. Level I Hair Terry Height Terry Body Mass Terry Body Hair Terry Hair II Terry Level II Skin Terry Height II Terry Libido Terry Facial Hair Terry Body Shape Terry Level III Skin II Terry Clothes Terry Nipples Terry Libido II Terry Face Terry Level IV That was her score. Terri didn't recall actually failing one night, to relent from a few clicks of her own, but she had. She looked in the mirror and saw a near girl, but also a near boy. A man with extremely feminine proportions. A trap as they called them. She knew her name was Terri, always had been Terri, but the name on the door. "TERRI" looked right and yet wrong. She didn't know. She just knew that to remember, she'd have to make it to noon. Gavin was having his own problems. Sure, everything seemed to have gone very well with the game. Yet when Ara had brought him to see Sherry, she was cold, distant and sad. He couldn't figure it out. She seemed to reject his touch and was almost relieved when he left. He didn't understand it. Ara was also being given the cold shoulder, Sherry was a human, who had a moral system that Ara while understood, did not really internalize. So she was torn, they shared a moment of great pleasure, in fact Ara was not interested in males even in her own world. Sherry was an inexperienced and eager lover, their passion was real. Why be so about it now? She had to fix this. Sherry hated herself, the situation, she resented Gavin for not being a better lover, for Ara opening her mind to sinful delights she had near to never imagined. Hated herself for being so weak to not be able to resist, and also lamenting never having tasted of these pleasures before. She loved Gavin, she'd never been unfaithful, neither had he. Yet... yet she had, allowed, no actively partaken in a tryst with, with Ara! As the final morning opened, Sherry was watching Terri gather herself for one last morning of teasing and temptation, of finally winning and returning to her old life, whatever that was. She didn't hear the door open, and when she saw Ara with Gavin, she turned away as if they were not there. "Sherry dear, don't be like that. Please, have breakfast with us," Ara said. Sherry was going to reject the offer, but her stomach suddenly and loudly proclaimed her hunger. The sudden smells of whatever was on the table floated in and once again Sherry found her will failing her. "Please love, I don't know why you are so cross with me, but can we have breakfast together?" Gavin asked. His eyes were red, she knew he'd been crying. "Alright, fine," Sherry said, and followed them in. The breakfast, was as always beyond describing in its goodness. But the room was silent. Sherry steadfastly ignoring the others, and their attempts to engage her failing before they began. Finally Ara became, angered. "Sherry, I've had enough of this behavior! Gavin, there is something you need to know." Sherry jumped to her feet. "NO! YOU CAN'T! YOU PROMISED!" she shouted, her face white, she was shaking. It was true, Ara had promised to never tell Gavin, but Sherry's behavior befuddled the pan dimensional being to the point of completely leaving her, as Gavin might say, "Most vexed." Promises to a mortal be damned!" "Shhh.." Ara said gently, and Sherry found she could not speak. Ara turned to Gavin. "Gavin, you understand that I feed, as it were of sexual tension correct?" Gavin nodded. "You might also realize that this feast you've brought me, has well enhanced my powers, correct?" Gavin nodded again. "Well, you see, unfortunately, really I'm to blame for this, it seems that, well I leak this power out to those around me." Ara said, walking over to Sherry. She stood behind her. "And when I am, well feeding, I get caught up in it, as do those around me. It's not their fault, and to be fair no mortal has been near me when I have, have fed in so long I actually had not recalled it." She put her arms around Sherry. To Gavin's amazement, Sherry at first tried to shrug off Ara, but before long She seemed to welcome? Yes, welcome Ara's embrace. "If I were feeding, this close to Sherry, would be, well overwhelmed." Ara said. "I don't think so," Gavin said, weakly. He was suddenly more aroused then ever he had been in his life. "Oh really?" Ara said. Suddenly the three were in the bedroom. They were all naked. Gavin was unable to move, or say anything. "Sherry, do you want me?" Ara asked. "NO, please, please don't do this. I LOVE GAVIN!" she said crying. Ara smiled wanly, "I know, but you're so angry right now, and you're afraid, I need you both at your best, and well... This is the best I can come up with," she said. She looked at Gavin. "You've watched me, you've studied my powers, you know this is not her fault, correct?" she asked. Gavin, did nothing for a long moment, then he nodded. "Do you think she could resist me?" Ara asked? Gavin looked at his wife, then at Ara, and he looked back her and said "She would fight you, and she..." Gavin said, he saw it in Sherry's eyes. She wouldn't just fail to resist, she had already! "Yes Gavin, and I don't want you to hate either of us, I am sorry, but when Cindy turned, well, it was amazing, and unfortunately we were watching together and well, this happened." She said. For a moment nothing happened, then even Gavin felt it, an arousal beyond reckoning. He nearly lost his mind, and Sherry, so close to the epicenter stood not a chance. Before he knew it, the two were on the bed, 69 style! His wife, was.. not only allowing another woman to go down on her but was reciprocating! She wouldn't even do that to him! Then Ara said, "Come here Gavin." He couldn't resist. Ara rolled off the thrashing Sherry who was in mid orgasm. "Sherry, show Gavin how much you love him," she said, and she faded away. Gavin, got his first blow job, and when it was over he looked at his wife and said "It wasn't you fault, I am not mad at you, as long as you still love me." Ara had to leave, the moment was nearly too much for her, and she had a real need for another feast. She almost turned Gavin, but no, she couldn't. As much as Sherry and Gavin would come to enjoy the change, Ara decided she needed Gavin as he was. She had an idea, was it really cheating? No, it was her game after all. Terri, heard the other girls all downstairs, she had taken her breakfast upstairs earlier. She wasn't interested. She thought she should hide in her room, until noon. There was a knock on the door. "Miss, the other ladies would like to speak with you," Bob said. She wanted to say no, but realized this was probably the last time she'd see them. They were her friends, she relented and followed him down stairs. Daria and Kandy were there, skimpily dressed with smug looks on their faces. "Teri dear, you look so unhappy," Daria said. "Why do you fight this? You could join us," she said, her face had a dreamy look to it. "If you're here to try and convince me to give up, you're wasting your time, I'll go back to my room!" Terri said. She wasn't in the mood, it was what, 11 something, she just had to last till noon. She knew she wasn't a she, but her mind had been altered. Secretly she looked at the girls and felt a pang of jealousy. Their big bosoms, their ability to have sex, whenever and wherever... but it was sex with men. That thought caused he member to twitch in the tight shorts she was wearing. Kandy seemed to have noticed. "Terri, those shorts were made for a woman's crotch, wouldn't you be more comfortable if you just let it happen?" she said, she motioned and one of the manservant's came over, he was wearing, nothing. Terri took a haltering step back. The man, he was mid twenty something, built like a brick shit house as they used to say. He was also hung like a horse. He walked over next to Daria who eagerly took him in her mouth. "Stop!" Terri said. She felt her body become aroused, her nipples go hard and her member strained in her shorts. "I can see you want it, stop being so stubborn," Kandy said, a mischievous smile on her face. She picked up the TV remote. "Did you know," she asked, flipping on the TV, "that there is a rewind button..." she said and the screen came on, and it was at first the four of them in that room, then it started to play backwards. Terri stared at the screen a moment, why had she never noticed that before? "Wait, where is Cindy!?" Terri said, in alarm. Kandy laughed. "Oh around," Terri turned and started to head upstairs, when the first wave hit her! Cindy had found the button! She managed to get to her room as Cindy was bent over her bed, Bob the butler was behind her giving her his all and Cindy had the button in her hand. Terri raced forward, but Cindy noticed her enter and quickly mashed the button four more times, causing Terri to fall on to the bed. Her body wracked with waves of uncontrolled lust. She heard the other girls come in, giggling. They came over and started to undress her, Terri could not put up a fight. She found herself naked, on her bed. The young man who Daria had been servicing was there, still rock hard and his eyes said he was enjoying the show. Terri felt her body undulate, felt her body reconfigure. Then as soon as it began, it ended with a soul shattering orgasm. She was fully a woman, with a ready man standing feet from her. She felt the other girls spread her legs. Each girt took a nipple and began sucking on it. Cindy, still being ridden for all she was worth said, "Join us, just say yes." Terri's mind was near shattering, her body NEEDED that cock, she felt the man lean over, his dick slide across her very moist new vagina. He looked in her eyes and said "I will not rape you, you have to say yes." Five minutes later, the clock turned to noon, and Terry sat up, Cindy had finished her ride and looked at him. The men walked out quietly. Terry saw the ghost of her friends. Shaun, Kevin and Dave, they all gave him the thumbs up. The girls walked out of the room, it seemed to Terry they were holding hands with their ghost selves. Terry never saw his friends again, well... he did but that's another story. Terry looked around the room, it had reverted to the plain, basic room it was when he began. He took a quick shower, found the clothes he came here with, cleaned and folded on the bed. He went downstairs, in a daze. Gavin was there with a huge smile on his face. "Terry! My boy, you've done it! You win all the money!" Gavin said, he had in his outstretched hand, the briefcase with cash. Terry took it, he was still reeling from the fight on the bed. The memory of what could and nearly was, still fresh and center in his mind. His body and soul were exhausted. "What, what now?" Terry asked. Gavin looked him, pity in his eyes. "You leave, and live your life my friend, go and be free," he said, motioning to the front door. Terry, briefcase in hand, went to the front door, opened it and walked through. Instead of outside, he found himself in a white empty nothingness! It was as if he were staring into eternity itself. In a panic he turned around, and there was a door. A plan wooden brown door. He looked at, walked around it, it was not visible from the other side. He went back to the front of the door, and knocked. No one answered. He then opened it. Inside was a bed, a TV, and a woman of immeasurable beauty. "Please Terry come in, I am Arajatta, I am the one who did all of this," she said, her face looked pleased, but her eyes said she was curious. It was odd for Terry to see her thoughts on her face. "Why?" he asked, stepping in. So she told him, they sat on the bed and she explained everything. Who she was, why the game, why it was important. She also made clear he'd never be able to tell anyone but the others, however, he should avoid them as to be near them would cause him to become like them. "Will they be safe?" he asked. The TV came on, he hadn't noticed it. He saw the girls in a big house, they were with other women, all dressed for sex. "They will spend a few years, until they are ready, until the fire has burned out, and they decide where to go. Don't worry, they'll never get pregnant, age or be diseased. I will let no harm come to them. Eventually they will be free to choose a new life. Maybe get married, have a family, whatever they want. For now, they will be happy where they are," she said. Terry thought about it. "What's next for me?" he asked. "Where would you like to be?" she asked. "Home," was all he could think. She pointed to the door. "Go, go and be happy Terry." So he did. He stopped at the door, looked at her, a question on his lips, but it died. And he walked through into his own living room, richer than before. To be continued...