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Camping Girl Chapter 1 - Camping Ashley sat in the passenger seat of her boyfriend's 2006 Ford Ranger. It was a little bit of a beater and had a bunch of rust on it, but it still ran well enough. It was her boyfriend's first vehicle and he refused to get rid of it for nostalgia purposes. Sitting with the window down, she could feel the warm humid air blowing on her face and tussling her sandy brown hair. Her boyfriend, Mark, was taking her away for a weekend of camping. At 20, Ashley still lived at home and liked getting away from the watchful gaze of her parents, especially her Dad. Mark was 27, worked at the glass plant in their small southern rural town and at 6'2" with a thick build and dark brown hair, and piercing hazel eyes, he was everything Ashley wanted in a man. Ashley, at 5'6", slim at 120 pounds and with ocean blue eyes and straight sandy brown hair appealed greatly to Mark. She was dressed in naturally torn jean shorts, a sleeveless button up plaid shirt that was cute yet casual, and had a Busch Light ball cap pulled over her head. Her naturally pretty face didn't require makeup. Ashley's Dad had warned her about men like Mark, saying they only wanted one thing from her. Unfortunately for her father, Ashley wanted the same thing from the attractive hunk sitting next to her driving his junky pickup truck and blasting old school country rock on the radio. Ashley had told her parents she was staying with a girlfriend for the weekend, a lie she had told previously as it let her get away with Mark or any of the prior boyfriends she had. Looking over at Mark sitting in the truck, she loved how he looked in the tight jeans, work boots, tight t-shirt and trucker hat he wore. In the back of Mark's truck was their overnight bags with a change of clothes, a case of Busch Light and food in the cooler, and a hunting rifle. Ashley, the youngest of four and the only girl, had fired guns many times before with her brothers, but feigned ignorance with Mark, hoping she could get him to teach her how to shoot. She had used this type of feigned ignorance as a substitute for foreplay with her previous boyfriend, and it always worked to good effect. Arriving at the campsite, Ashley could tell it was a small hunting cabin, the type popular with men in the area. The men would migrate to the cabin during deer season to get away from the women in their lives, hunt deer, drink cheap beer, and talk by the fire. It was a male rite of passage that Ashley understood was a men's only activity, even if she would have enjoyed it herself. As it was summer, there was little activity in the surrounding hunting cabins which was perfect for Ashley. She could enjoy some peace and quiet, as well as intimate time with her boyfriend. Opening the door, Mark effortlessly picked Ashley up and carried her in the cabin. Setting her down on the couch, he leaned down to kiss her. Correctly surmising her boyfriend's intentions, Ashley roughly grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him toward her. Mark, surprised by Ashley's forthrightness, fell on his girlfriend as the two started making out. Ashley had been wanting this since the start of the week when Mark had asked her to go camping, and her vaginal canal was damp and in need of attention. Ashley worked the buttons of her shirt undone as she continued to make out with Mark feeling his large body press against her. Pulling her shirt open Mark snaked his hand behind her and undid her strapless bra with one stroke, revealing her perky C-cup breasts with firm erect nipples. Wiggling himself out of his pants and boxer shorts, as Ashley removed her jean shorts and red cotton panties. Mark brought his erect penis to Ashley's eager hole. Pushing in, she gasped in pleasure, as Mark started pumping in and out of her. It didn't take long before Mark's large member brought Ashley to her first orgasm as she cried out in pleasure. Flipping his eager girlfriend over, Mark firmly grasped her hips and entered from behind, increasing the speed of his thrusts as Ashley squealed while hanging over the arm of the old couch. Submitting to her large boyfriend was a huge turn on for Ashley, who relished giving the large man a top notch sexual experience. As she felt her second orgasm building, she looked back at Mark and pushed her supple bottom back into his cock. Mark smirked at the eagerness and submissive attitude of his girlfriend, as he felt the contractions of her second orgasm grip his dick. It almost made him cum. He was on the verge. "I?m about to cum baby!" Mark yelled. "Shoot it on my tits," moaned Ashley. She knew that men liked marking their territory and she figured her tits were as good of a place as any. Pulling out and flipping Ashley over again, Mark jerked his cock three times as Ashley prominently arched her back, giving him an inviting target. At the conclusion of third stroke, Mark?s cock spurted, covering Ashley?s beautiful tits in his virile seed. Ashley fully satiated, looked up at Mark seductively, while she scooped up his cum off her tits with her fingers and sucked them clean. Mark?s cock twitched at the slutty display from his girlfriend. She was everything he wanted in a girl, she was sexy, confident yet casual, unpretentious, and was a demon in the sack. Chapter 2 - Shooting Mark and Ashley were out back, behind the cabin, and Mark was instructing Ashley on how to shoot. Mark naively thought he was an excellent teacher as Ashley kept hitting the bullseye. The cock in his pants was also rock hard as Ashley took every opportunity to press her body up against her boyfriend. After sex, she had changed into a spaghetti strap pink tank top and her jeans shorts. Her bra was still on the floor of the cabin, and her nipples were prominently poking out of her top. "Looks, like you have the hang of it babe," Mark said with a warm smile, as he felt the need to adjust the erection throbbing in his jeans. "You were such a wonderful teacher babe," Ashley sweetly responded, turning to kiss him on the cheek. "Why don?t you shoot and I?ll find something better to do?" Ashley?s voice dripped in seduction. "Umm okay," Mark stammered, taking the hunting rifle from Ashley, slightly taken aback. Ashley, smiling at her boyfriend, sank to her knees, and flipped her ball cap so the bill was facing back, after Mark had reloaded the rifle and had aimed it at the target. "Let?s see how well you shoot with a distraction," Ashley cooed, unbuckling the belt on Mark?s pants. Mark?s mind raced while his heart beat faster. While they were behind the cabin, they could still be easily spotted from the road if a car drove by. Given how sparse the hunting grounds were populated, it was unlikely a car would drive by, but it was possible. Mark?s thought process was stopped by the familiar and welcome feeling of Ashley using her considerable talents on his raging hardon. She was always an enthusiastic cock sucker and today was no exception. Mark smirked at his good fortune as he looked down at her greedily slurping on his cock. Raising the gun toward the target, he took aim and fired. The bullet barely hit the target as Mark was distracted by Ashley?s cocksucking. Shaking his head, he took aim again, more carefully this time, and barely was any closer to the bullseye. Mark was finding that focusing on operating a firearm was difficult when getting his cock sucked. After 3 more shots that landed nowhere near the bullseye, his large spread of rounds contrasted with the tight spread of round Ashley had left around the bullseye. Looking down, Ashley was still sucking like a good slut, deepthroating his dick. Mark knew she would likely taunt him for being inaccurate in his shots, but the tradeoff was worth it. Taking aim again, he heard the loud beeps coming from a truck moving at no more than 15 mph down the road. The driver and his passenger hooted and hollered at the oral copulation between Mark and Ashley. Mark waved to the passersby while Ashley, nonplussed by having an audience, kept sucking. Mark?s next shot completely missed the target. By this point, he had given up hope on trying to hit the target and since Ashley had him close to another orgasm, he unloaded down her throat without further delay or even a warning to Ashley. Ashley had no problem handling the surprise cumshot in her mouth. Mark?s cock was deep in her throat and the warm oily cream from Mark?s large dick passed her mouth and shot straight into her stomach. Removing her mouth from Mark?s dick, Ashley looked up and smiled at her boyfriend, her big doe eyes full of happiness. "That was wonderful Mark," she cooed, "Let?s see how your shooting compares to mine." Mark chuckled knowing Ashley was about to torment him for being a bad shot. He took it in good stride as he had enjoyed the experience. . After the shooting session, Mark grilled them burgers on the charcoal grille before they sat by the fire drinking beers and cuddling. Around 1 am, they turned in for the night and had a marathon session of drunk sex, before passing out in each other?s arms. Chapter 3 - Transformation Ashley awoke the next morning, slightly before noon, with a headache and bloated feeling from the beer. Feeling the need to use the bathroom, she slipped into Mark?s t-shirt, her cotton panties, and her sandals before stepping outside to use the outhouse. The outhouse was merely a small shanty with a makeshift toilet dug into the ground. It was treated with lime to cover the smell. Hovering about the seat, she relieved her bladder, before wiping herself dry. Returning to the cabin, she started the coffee maker knowing she could use a cup. Mark would want one as well. Sitting on the couch, they had made love on the prior day, she scrolled through the social media apps on her phone. Frustrated by the spotty cell reception in the woods, she gave up and made herself and Mark a cup of coffee, bringing it to him in the bedroom. Setting the coffee down on the nightstand, Ashley hopped up on the lateral dresser, crossed her legs and sipped her coffee, knowing the smell would soon wake him up. As it was summer, Mark had fallen asleep in the nude. Looking at his naked body, Ashley smiled at the attractive nature of Mark. He was everything a man should be, she thought. One that she could envision herself marrying one day. Mark was strong, robust, muscular, had hair in all the right places, and well equipped below the belt. Sure enough, the smell of the coffee awoke Mark, and he smiled at Ashley sitting there cutely in his t-shirt. He felt lucky to have a girl who was so pretty and treated him so well. Sipping his coffee in bed, he thought about all the fun things he and her could do today. Getting up, he went to grab a shirt and boxer shorts from the drawer, instead he found a lacy black thong. It was clearly dirty, and he marveled at it, "Well what do we have here?" "It was probably left by some slut the men passed around and then discarded during one of your male bonding sessions," Ashley commented. Mark thought back to the stories he had been told about the weekend where his Uncle had contracted for a traveling escort to show up the cabin. Ashley was right, apparently she had sucked off everyone at the party. His Uncle had then quickly rushed her out of the cabin. Apparently, she had left a few things behind in the rush. Meanwhile, Ashley was looking in the small box resting on the dresser. Opening it, she found a necklace. Examining it in the box, she looked at it. It looked like a piece of cheap costume jewelry and had a picture of an angel holding a wand on it. She tossed it aside as she derisively sighed, as it was cheap, and jewelry wasn?t something for girls like her. Mark, grabbed at the box, unfurling the necklace. Still naked, he decided to wear it as a lark. Using two hands, the panties still in his hand, he put it over his neck, feeling an electrical shock in the process. He figured it was static electricity. Within seconds, Mark felt the effects of the Medallion of Zulo, reducing his height, his brown hair started to grow up in a shade of platinum blonde that came past his shoulders with dark roots, and his body became more curved, pale, and devoid of hair. He had a look of shock on his face as his body changed. Mark had never believed in magic and couldn?t believe this was possible. Ashley, likewise had a shocked look on her face at the transformation of her boyfriend into a beautiful sexy woman. The transformation took a few minutes, but the end result was stunning. His face resembled a model, and was heavily made up as if ready for a night on the town, his hazel eyes were now a soft and gentle blue, his 6?2" frame was reduced to a mere 5?3", his butt was full and round, and firm, but the real attraction on Mark?s new body were his tits. They had to be a DD cup, were disproportionately large on his new frail body, and were fake to the max. He looked like a male fantasy of a call girl or stripper. Even a butterfly tramp stamp tattoo adorned his lower back. Mark took one look at his new sexy body in the mirror and promptly passed out from shock. Ashley found it difficult to form words but figured the Medallion Mark had put on was the source of his transformation. As such, she wanted no part of touching it. But Mark?s new body had a certain appeal to her. Chapter 4 - Experimenting Mark awoke in his new body about a half hour later, thinking that the transformation was a bad dream. Looking down at his huge fake tits, he realized his transformation was all too real. Looking up, he saw Ashley still staring at him, apparently still in shock. Frustrated, he whined, "What happened to me?" "It had to be that blasted medallion you put on," noted Ashley. Taking off the medallion, Mark tossed it on the floor, and said, "You try it and see if it affects you." "Oh no," Ashley countered. "No way am I touching that thing and getting transformed too. It transformed you when you touched the Medallion and that slut?s thong. Maybe you?ll change back if you touch it to your clothes?" Ashley helpfully offered. Frantically, Mark picked up his boxer shorts that had been discarded on the floor and pressed it up against the Medallion to no avail. Sighing he placed it back in the box, and then inside her purse for safekeeping. Ashley said they should try again tomorrow, as maybe it needed time to recharge. Deep down, he hoped that the magic would work again. He didn?t want to be some slutty bimbo for the rest of his life. "What are we going to do today?" whined Mark. "I can?t do anything like this." Ashley had an idea for what they could do. She long had harbored a bisexual side, but living in rural Georgia presented few opportunities to experiment with other women. Her transformed boyfriend provided an excellent opportunity to explore her sexuality. "There?s no reason we still can?t be intimate with each other," Ashley seductively and confidently offered. Mark didn?t want to feel the experience of orgasming as a woman. Even if it was with his girlfriend, he?d feel somewhat less manly. He just wanted to curl up in a ball and wait until tomorrow to try the Medallion again. Ashley was having none of it. Removing Mark?s shirt, she revealed her sexy body and stood before her transformed boyfriend, smiling seductively and with an unmistakable leer toward the shorter woman standing before her. "You?re going to love this Mindi," Ashley said with a wink. "Mindi?" Mark stammered out. "You certainly don?t look like a Mark to me girl," Ashley alluringly said. Mindi?s mouth hung open gasping at the assertiveness of the girl he up until now had known as sweet, submissive, and flirtatious. Ashley brought her mouth to Mindi?s, kissing her as she forced her tongue into Mindi?s mouth. This was a new experience for Mark, he had never been with a partner this assertive and who was larger than him. He suddenly felt very small and vulnerable. Mindi felt something else as well, her nipples harden and her vaginal canal tingle as Mindi felt her female body getting turned on at Ashley? advances. Pushing her transformed bimbo boyfriend down on the bed, Ashley climbed on top of her and continued the makeout session. Mindi was starting to get into it and was reciprocating and gasping at Ashley?s kisses and massaging the erect nipples on her large tits. Ashley, devilishly looking down at the moaning bimbo under her, slid down toward her slick opening. While she loved red blooded southern males, she had wanted to try this for years. Bringing her mouth toward Mindi?s wet opening, she started licking and sucking on Mindi?s clit like her life depended on it, while fingering Mindi?s slick hole. Mindi felt another electrical shock, this time from Ashley?s mouth and fingers manipulating her nether regions. She cried out in pleasure. As a male, Mark had never felt anything so pleasurable in his life. This was a new feeling, one that Mindi enjoyed greatly, as she gasped and moaned, while squirming and pressing her sex into Ashley?s mouth. Ashley also felt excited about how ability to bring her feminized boyfriend quickly to orgasm in his new body, and how quickly Mr. Macho had given in to being a slutty lesbian girl. She?d tease him about this later for good measure after Mindi was transformed back into Mark. But in the meantime, she went back to licking and had Mindi quickly on the verge of another orgasm. For Mindi, multiple orgasms in one sexual session were a welcome development. As a male, Mark had to wait for a refractory period to cum again, but this was a heavenly experience he thought. Finally after Mindi had experienced her third orgasm, Ashley climbed on top of Mindi, pressing her sex into Mindi?s mouth and ordering her to lick. Mark had never experienced a sexual partner being this assertive with him and found it to be a turn on. While he wasn?t the best pussy eater, he enthusiastically licked Ashley?s extremely wet hole, causing her to quickly orgasm. Twenty minutes later, both girls were satiated and exhausted as both had orgasmed three times. They both cuddled in each other?s arms, worn out by the new experience and slept for the next hour. Chapter 5 - Bar Ashley and Mindi woke up around 4 pm, their naked chests firmly pressed against each other. Ashley warmly smiled at Mindi. "Why don?t we go to a bar?" Ashley asked. "We got to do something while we?re here." Mindi blanched at that idea. The bars in this area were filled with rednecks, country bars, and unappealing bar flies. While she didn?t mind that atmosphere as Mark, she knew in her current body, she would be like prime rib served before a pack of hungry wolves. "Can?t we do something else?" Mindi asked in a quiet tone. "Don?t tell me you?re afraid to go out in your cute little body babe," Ashley challenged. "It?s day time. Nothing is going to happen besides men trying to flirt with you. Besides, I?ll be there to protect you." Mindi shook her head at the prospect of Ashley protecting her. It was supposed to be the other way around with Mark protecting Ashley. But that apparently wasn?t going to be the case until tomorrow. "I guess I?ll go," Mindi said, agreeing with her girlfriend. A big smile came over Ashley?s face. "Let?s get you dressed then girl!" A half hour later, Mindi was dressed in the mini-dress that Ashley had brought for going out that evening. It had a blue and white flower pattern, came to about mid-thigh, and had spaghetti straps which. The dress clearly exposed Mindi?s new seductive figure and she felt very exposed in it. She wasn?t wearing a bra as Ashley obviously hadn?t packed one that fit Mindi?s new assets, but she felt the baby blue cotton panties were surprisingly comfortable. Strappy 3-inch wedge heels adorned her feet. Mindi found that the solid block heel was surprisingly easy to walk in Mindi sat in the passenger seat of her truck on the way to the bar with a pouty look on her face. Ashley had insisted on driving. Mindi wanted to drive but Ashley had noted without an ID, things could prove to be difficult if they were pulled over. Reluctantly, Mindi relented. Internally Ashley was rejoicing. All the men she had dated drove trucks but this was the first time she was able to drive her boyfriend?s truck. It was a trip for her especially with her boyfriend in his new pornstar body sitting next to her, watching her with a surprised shock on her face as Ashley effortlessly worked the gear shift and clutch. Pulling up to the local bar, called The Silver Dollar, Ashley pulled into the parking lot next to many other trucks. This told her there would be many men in there for her and Mindi to flirt with. Mindi had concluded the same thing and felt a twinge of apprehension. Walking into the bar, all eyes turned to Mindi and Ashley, but more so to Mindi as he was the sexier of the two girls and the one who was dressed more provocatively, as Ashley had worn her outfit from the prior day, as she only packed one extra outfit. Ashley wryly smiled knowing her and Mindi were the two hottest pieces of ass in the bar. They made their way to the bar and sat down, and ordered two bud lights. The bartender returned with cans of beer. Both Ashley and Mindi knew that serving the beer in cans was the hallmark of a redneck bar. Ashley and Mindi sat at the bar and watched the television and nursed a couple beers over the next couple hours while the men at the bar shamelessly tried to hit on them. Ashley egged them on by saying she had a boyfriend but Mindi currently didn?t have a man in her life. Mindi gasped at this and spent the next half-hour fending off questions on how such an attractive girl could be without a boyfriend. Mindi could have offered that she was currently dating a girl, but Mindi figured that would only open up a new line of probing questions that she didn?t want to answer. Eventually one of the patrons got up to excuse himself, saying he didn?t want to miss amateur night at Pink Paradise. "What?s amateur night at Pink Paradise?" Ashley called out. "It?s amateur girl's chance to dance on the pole at the strip club," the drunken redneck responded. "Why do you want to go?" "Winking back at the guy, "Maybe. You think I got what it takes?" Ashley responded. Mindi was shocked by the forthrightness of Ashley. "Sure you do," the redneck responded. "But Mindi would bring down the house with those," he said, gesturing to her oversized knockers. "We have to use the restroom," Ashley said, excusing herself and dragging Mindi to the bathroom. "What were you doing, flirting with that guy?" Mindi hissed in a low voice in the bathroom. The bathroom had a single toilet and sink but was large enough for both girls. "Oh come on," Ashley said, rolling her eyes. "I was just making conversation. And he?s right, you should go up on stage. You?d be so popular." "Why don?t you do it!?" Mindi spat out. "You can?t make me strip!" Mindi?s pouty tone was evident in her voice. "You?re right I can?t make you sweetie," Ashley responded in a soft voice. "But I thought it would be fun if you explored yourself a little bit as a woman. Tomorrow you?re going to go back to being my big hunky boyfriend." Calmed down by Ashley?s soft tone, Mindi responded, "I don?t know. This is all a lot." Whispering in Mindi?s ear with a seductive tone, Ashley offered Mindi a deal she suspected Mark?s male mind would be unable to refuse, "If you do this, I promise you that you can fuck me in the ass when you get back to being Mark. And it won?t be just a one time thing." Ashley had been intrigued about anal sex for a while but had been slightly hesitant about it, and figured she could trade giving up her rosebud for something she wanted from Mark when the timing was right. Mindi?s body trembled with excitement as Mark?s brain ran through how much fun he would have fucking Ashley in the butt. It was even more exciting knowing that Ashley was a virgin back there. Ashley, looking at Mindi?s body trembling in anticipation of taking her rosebud in the future, told her she had hit the mark. Caressing Mindi?s cheek and looking directly across into Mindi?s eyes, thanks to the heels Mindi was wearing, Ashley tenderly kissed her on the lips and then said in a soft voice, "I?m going to have so much fun watching you on the pole." Mindi nodded, knowing the few embarrassing minutes on stage would be rewarded and then some later once he got his dick back. Chapter 6 - Amateur Night Mindi sat with her arms crossed under her large breasts as they drove to Pink Paradise following the men they had chatted with. While she had agreed to Ashley?s offer, she wasn?t necessarily happy about it, or at least her part of it. The payoff would be worth it though. She desperately hoped that she could use the Medallion to change back to herself tomorrow. All Mindi wanted to do was finish this night, get back to the hunting camp, and change back into Mark at first opportunity. Then he would bend Ashley over and fuck her brain out in a cathartic effort to regain his masculinity. Then he would cash in his side of her error and take her rosebud. Mindi knew that taking Ashley?s back hole would have to be something they did slowly at first. Looking down at his boobs, he had to admit he were works of art, but they belonged on a real woman who liked showing off her body, not an unsuspecting male. Mark much preferred natural boobs like Ashley?s that were perky, natural, and sensitive, as opposed to these oversized funbags. As Ashley pulled the truck up to the strip club, Mindi felt a sinking feeling in her stomach knowing she would soon be up on stage. Panicking internally as the moment of truth arrived secretly hoped that the manager of the club would refuse to let her dance once they found out she didn?t have any ID on her. Or possibly the bouncers would refuse to let her in as Mindi didn?t have any ID and Ashley was only 20. Strip clubs were 21 and up only, Mindi figured. Meeting up with the guys, the two girls walked up to the large bouncer, a country boy who had been a D1 collegiate lineman who augmented his relatively eager earnings in his day job by moonlighting as a strip club bouncer. He waved the two girls in without asking for ID after the men paid the entry fee for them. Sighing, Mindi walked in the club, noting that the bouncer was checking her out more than Ashley. It figured as Mindi?s body was more slutty and her minidress exposed much more skin than Ashley?s casual outfit from the prior day. She had only brought one extra outfit as they anticipated going home the following day. Ashley, grabbing Mindi?s hand, dragged her to the bar where she told the bartender about her friend Mindi who wanted to participate in amateur night, and maybe audition for the club if necessary. The bartender who retrieved the manager, who took one look at Mindi, saw she had the classic pornstar stripper look, and told her she was up in 15 minutes. Turning to Ashley, he asked, "Do you want to get up on stage as well? You have a classic southern girl look. The customers would love you too." Ashley didn?t really want to get up on stage, but she had pressured Mindi into getting up on stage for her benefit. She decided to let her transformed boyfriend decide. Turning to Mindi she asked, "Should I go up on stage and dance too, or do you want the spotlight all to yourself?" Mark, in his current form as Mindi, didn?t want Ashley exposing her body for a bunch of horny men. It was humiliating for him, sure, but at least he could go back to his male self tomorrow he hoped, forget about all this and collect on his end of the deal they had made. Plus Mark was the slightly jealous and overprotective type, and didn?t want other men to see his adorable girlfriend up on stage showing off her body like a slut. Responding to Ashley?s question, Mindi said, "Maybe I should just dance. Then you could take the time to watch and tell me how I did." Ashley smirked. She figured the chivalrous Mark wouldn?t want her to disrobe before a bunch of horny men. But she felt that she should offer since she had goaded him into going on stage for her benefit. He would get his payoff for that soon, she figured. "Well you better go get ready," Ashley commented. "I?ll get a drink and give you feedback on your performance. I?m sure you?re going to earn lots of money," Ashley noted with a wink. The manager watched the interaction between the two women with a weird look. He figured they were dating or somehow involved, but he didn?t question it further. He had seen plenty of weird behavior by the women who stripped in his club. This was no different. He escorted Mindi to the changing room to get ready.for her dance. In the dressing room Mindi asked if she could borrow a pair of heels from one of the girls. 5 minutes later, he was wearing a pair of platform 6-inch strappy sandals donated by one of the regular girls who gave her some pointers on how to dance. Walking toward the stage, the club DJ introduced Mindi as Sapphire. She walked out on stage to large hoots, hollers, and cheers from the crowd. This turned the unsure look on her face into a broad smile. The customers clearly liked her bleach blonde hair, fake tits and bald hairless pussy. Walking over to the center pole, she grabbed it and slowly walked around, giving all the customers on the stage a good look at her body. Internally Mark?s heart was racing, as he was terrified at being nude before a big crowd, but also found it somewhat exhilarating. He had never had so many eyes trained just on him in such an intimate setting before, and it was a moving experience, he found. Bringing her large hits to the pole, Mindi began titty fucking it as if it was a large cock to loud cheers from the crowd. Bringing her tongue near the pole, she took a long lick simulating oral sex to even louder cheers from the crowd. Jumping up on the pole she spun around, her twirling body on display for the horny customers. At that point, Mindi figured it was time to work the crowd. Sinking to her knees, Mindi crawled seductively toward a large man with a handful of bills in his hands. She removed the trucker hat off his head, put it on her head backwards, roughly grabbed the back of his hair and rubbed his surprised face in her generous tits. She was rewarded with a handful of bills in her garter. Moving to the next customer, Mindi, placed her heels on the man?s shoulders and pulled his face in toward her wet pussy, spreading her lips and giving him a good look at her hole. In the back of the club, Ashley sipped her light beer as she watched with a curious smile, as her transformed boyfriend worked the crowd. She was extremely turned on by her boyfriend?s performance. In Mindi?s body he seemed to be a natural at stripping. Ashley observed Mindi as she quickly, efficiently, but seductively worked her way down the line titillating the men. She hoped her boyfriend would be able to change back to being a man in the morning so she could jump his bones. The music concluded shortly after that, and Mindi scampered in her heels off the stage, the two garters on her legs filled to the point of overflowing with bills. Back in the dressing room, Mindi put the bills in a roll with a rubber band and redressed. It didn?t take long to get dressed as she had to just pull her minidress over her head, smooth it out, and change back into her wedge heels. Walking out of the dressing room, Mindi found Ashley and walked over to Ashley who had a large smile on her face. Hugging her transformed boyfriend, Ashley whispered in his ear, "You were wonderful up on that stage. I?m so wet, I?m going to be all over you the moment you get your dick back. Ashley took Mindi?s hand and started to escort her out of the club. They were stopped at the door by the manager. "How did you enjoy the audition, Mindi?" he asked. "You certainly did well," he said, pointing to the large roll of bills in her hand. "It was fun," Mindi allowed. "But we wanted to get going now." "Well come back tomorrow if you want to work here," he stated. "The customers love you and you could make a lot of money working here." Mindi blushed at the prospect of men being infatuated with her, but sweetly responded, "I?ll think about it Sir." Mindi fully planned on being a man by the time the club opened tomorrow, but giving the man a maybe seemed like the fastest way to get out of the club at the current moment. "I?ll hope to see you tomorrow Mindi," he said as the two girls walked out of the club. Climbing in the large truck, Ashley drove them home. Mindi looked at the moon in the night sky as she reflected on her day as a woman. It wasn?t as bad as Mindi feared it would be, but she still looked forward to changing back into a man. She hoped that the Medallion allowed for a second transformation. Mindi didn?t know how she would go forward as a woman if she was stuck like this. Ashley looked over at her boyfriend, in his cute sexy little body. He was cute in this form, but she wanted her boyfriend back. In a perfect world she would have Mark transform occasionally so she could play with Mindi, but she knew that playing around with multiple transformations was akin to playing with fire. They?d try to change Mindi back into Mark when they got home or the next day, then bury the infernal Medallion in the woods so no one else experienced such a profound transformation. Ashley pulled the truck up to the hunting cabin and parked on the grass just off the road. She could see the lights were on in the hunting cabin and the front door was kicked in. "Oh my," Ashley commented. Looking over she saw a horrified look on Mindi?s face. "Please no," Mindi muttered, her face white as a ghost. "Stay here," Ashley ordered, feeling protective of her boyfriend in case the intruders were still in there. Mindi was too catatonic to offer any objections. Making her way to the hunting cabin, she noticed the place was missing several items, including Mark?s gun, the hunting tree stands, and a set of butchering tools. Walking into the bedroom, she gasped in horror seeing her purse was missing. While Ashley had about a hundred dollars and her credit cards in it, she was hoping that the burglar had only taken the valuables inside of it, and left the rest. It appeared the burglar simply took the purse to sort the items out later. Ashley took a quick look around the cabin, but the Medallion was nowhere to be found. Walking back out to the truck, Ashley found Mindi with a sullen look on her face. She suspected the worst, and the look on Ashley?s dour face on climbing back into the truck, confirmed her suspicions. A tear rolled down Mindi?s cheek as she felt she was condemned to live out her life in the curvy body that she currently inhabited. Ashley scooched over and hugged her boyfriend in his feminine frame. After a few minutes, Ashley and Mindi got out of the truck and searched the inside of the hunting cabin in the desperate hope that the Medallion was somehow still inside the cabin. Their search came up empty. Chapter 7 - A New Life The two women fell asleep late that evening with Ashley spooning Mindi and holding her for comfort. Waking up the next morning, Ashley concluded they needed a plan of action. She drove down to the police station to report the burglary and reported that her boyfriend had left earlier in the day and still hadn?t come back to the cabin. The local keystone cops said they would look into it, but they figured that Mark was with some other slut and didn?t take Ashley?s hysterical concerns of an abduction seriously. The cops toured the cabin, and found no evidence, like blood or broken items that would indicate a struggle or abduction, meaning they didn?t have much to go on. They could see that the cabin was broken into and tossed and advised Ashley to tell the camp?s owner to invest in a better security system or avoid leaving valuables inside of it, as the summer months presented a great opportunity for burglars when no one was around. They took Ashley and Mindi?s information and told her they would call with anything that came up on the case. Both girls knew that they would never find the burglars. Mindi said a silent prayer that the same fate would befall the burglars that had happened to her. It was now 4 pm, and Ashley knew she had to sit Mindi down and explain how things were going to be going forward. "Mindi," Ashley started. "You?re going to have to think about how you?re going to live as a woman going forward." Mindi gasped, knowing Ashley was right but not wanting to confront it. "This sucks," was all that she could mutter. "Not only are you a woman," Ashley continued, "but you?re one without ID. That means you?re unable to get any regular job. You?ll have to work the jobs done by undocumented workers, or you could work at the strip club. They?ll let you work under the table for tips." Mindi blanched at both prospects. Undocumented workers in their area worked in agriculture, back of the house jobs in local restaurants, or as hotel maids for poverty level wages, if that. Not only that, but the work was back breaking. And being such a pretty white woman, she was sure to stand out like a sore thumb among the mostly Hispanic undocumented workers. Not only that, she would surely be subjected to repeated sexual harassment from the workers or customers that her boss was unlikely to care about. Hell, her boss would probably be the ringleader of the sexual harassment. The prospects at the strip club weren?t really much better. She would be sexually objectified, but the tips would pay substantially more than the undocumented jobs that she had considered. Plus the work would be less back breaking and her shifts were bound to be shorter. "I guess we should go back to the strip club and see about getting me on the schedule," Mindi dejectedly said as tears rolled down her life as she knew she was about to live a life that no straight male in their right mind desired. Ashley hugged her transformed boyfriend. They climbed into the truck and returned to the club. They stopped on the way there, and used Mindi?s earnings from the prior evening to purchase a handful of sexy outfits, panties, a bra that fit Mindi?s oversized boobs, and a pair of 6-inch clear stipper heels. Ashley dropped Mindi off at the Pink Paradise, kissed her on the lips and wished her luck. "You?re not coming in?" Mindi asked. "You need to be independent sweetie," Ashley asserted. "I?m going to have to return home soon and live my own life. This is your life now. Plus I?m going to go to Wal-Mart right now to buy you clothes and other things you need while you work tonight." Mindi knew that Ashley was right. Ashley couldn?t spend the rest of her life holding Mindi?s hand. She?d have to return home at some point, leaving Mindi here to fend for herself. With a nod, she agreed and hopped out of the truck and walked into the club for her first night of work. Chapter 8 - The Next Day Ashley woke up first the next morning. The previous evening, she had spent several hundred dollars of her own money buying feminine clothes, accessories, shoes, a burner cell phone, and haircare & beauty products for Mindi to use in her new life. While Ashley didn?t often use many of these things due to her natural beauty, she knew that Mindi would need to maintain her appearance to keep her job as a stripper. The burner phone was for Mindi to use as she obviously couldn?t use Mark?s phone going forward. She went outside and walked around till she found an area with sufficient reception to use the internet. She scoured the internet for a place to live. She found a middle aged couple who were renting out the mother-in-law suite at their house. It was small, but furnished, not expensive, close to Pink Paradise, and on the back of the property affording the resident a degree of privacy. As a bonus, they were offering month to month terms and would accept cash as payment, presumably to avoid tax implications, Ashley thought. She quickly called and arranged for a viewing. Later that Ashley dropped Mindi off at the apartment, dressed as conservatively as possible in a pink hoodie and blue jeans. After the couple accepted Mindi?s offer to live there, she gave them the first month?s rent in cash. The money came from Mindi?s earnings and an ATM withdrawal Ashley had made. The couple didn?t even make Mindi sign a lease as they didn?t want a record of the transaction. Mindi knew it was sketchy but for the foreseeable future, sketchy was what she was stuck with. Ashley helped Mindi get situated in her new cozy apartment and spent the rest of the day drilling Mindi on how to apply makeup, style her hair, and how to put together a feminine outfit. Mindi felt humiliated knowing that she would be expected to do her makeup like a gutter slut As Mark, he preferred a natural look on women he dated, but he was mortified knowing he would have to be wearing what he used to refer to as whore?s paint for his job stripping. The next day Ashley phoned her father, confessing that she had actually gone away with her boyfriend Mark instead of a friend and now Mark had left her, was nowhere to be found and asked if he could provide her a ride home. Ashley?s father was of course furious with her for lying to him and placing herself in a vulnerable position. Of course, since he was also her dad, and would do anything to protect her. He set everything aside and hopped in his truck immediately to go pick up his little girl. Like most father?s he found it difficult to see his daughter as anything other than as his little girl. The ride home with her father was not a good one for Ashley. He was furious with her and grounded her for the next month, only letting her leave the house for Church and her job waitressing at the local diner. Ashley was mortified at being grounded for a month, like a teenager would, but didn?t object to it, as she didn?t want to anger her dad any further. Ashley also considered that she was getting off easier than Mark was from their secretive romantic getaway. She felt bad that she wouldn?t be able to return to check in on him in a couple weeks to make sure that everything was okay. Ashley figured a resourceful and intelligent man like Mark would manage well on his own, and make the most of the situation he was in. Ashley would have called Mark to check in, but in her haste in getting Mark a new life, she had forgotten to write down the number on the burner phone, and Mark didn?t know Ashley?s number since he was dependent on his cell phone to store it. When a month had passed and Ashley hadn?t heard from Mindi, Ashley figured that Mindi had adapted to her new life and didn?t want reminders of her old one. Chapter 9 - One Year Later Mark hadn?t been heard from for one year. His parents had put up flyers and questioned Ashley about it, but she simply said he returned to the cabin one day after going out with a friend, and he was gone. As the authorities found no sign of foul play, other than a petty burglary that Ashley swore wasn?t connected to Mark?s disappearance, the police didn?t make the case a priority. The police still figured the young man ran off and started a new life somewhere as people sometimes did. Ashley returned to Pink Paradise the following summer with her boyfriend Travis. He was 6?4", muscular, 28, and worked as a foreman for a local construction company. Ashley was utterly infatuated with the man and had mostly pushed her bisexual tendencies and fantasies into the back of her head due to him. She had moved in with him to get away from the prying eyes of her dad and in anticipation of their relationship hopefully becoming permanent. Ashley harbored fantasies of starting a family with him in the near future. Travis wanted to go to the strip club to see some naked titties, get a lap dance or three, get drunk, and later fuck his always slutty and eager girlfriend. Ashley was okay with this, as she knew men would go to strip clubs from time to time, and she saw no problem indulging his fantasies, plus he?d be fucking her later. She also wondered what happened to her old boyfriend Mark. She hoped he had found something better than stripping long-term. For the evening, Travis was dressed in pale blue jeans, a blue and white button down plaid shirt, and a baseball cap. Ashley had on a blue and white floral dress with spaghetti strap and tan cowgirl boots. Her makeup was done lightly as she was going out and had taken to doing it a bit more to impress her new boyfriend. Her light brown hair was cutely curled and bounced freely with each step. She thought it was cute that their outfits matched. Taking a seat at a table, Travis and Ashley ordered bottles of beer and prepared to take in the show. Nestled up to her boyfriend, Ashley casually rubbed her hand on Travis? groin to help ease him along and remind him that she was going to jump his bones later that evening, maybe as soon as they got into his truck. After about 45 minutes, and a couple beers, plus a tequila shot, Ashley heard the name Sapphire introduced over the PA system. Her ears immediately perked up as she knew Sapphire was the stripper name that her old boyfriend Mark had been given by the owner of the strip club. Sure enough, the girl Ashley knew as Mindi appeared on stage, with a wide smile adorning her face which contrasted sharply with the vacant look in her eyes. Most men didn?t even make it past her large fake tits covered in glitter. Ashley scrutinized her transformed boyfriend?s appearance. She now had a barbed wire tattoo on each upper arm, small pink hearts on the outside of each ankle, and script writing on his ass. It was the name of Mindi?s boyfriend Jackson who had taken her to get the tattoo to mark his property. Ashley gasped at the tattoos thinking they were extremely trashy and humiliating knowing how degrading it was to have a man?s name tattooed on one?s body, especially their ass. Over the past year, Mindi hadn?t adjusted well to working at the strip club or being a woman. The formerly masculine, resourceful, and assertive male felt small and vulnerable in his new body. Having to dance for horny men wasn?t Mindi?s idea of fun, even if her slutty body responded positively to the attention given to her by the men. To cope with the internal conflict between mind and body caused by her stripping career, Mind had taken to doing lines of coke during her shifts and drinking after her shifts. She found keeping herself constantly in an altered state lowered her inhibitions and allowed her to do her job with a minimum of mental torment. Over time, the effect of the drugs, alcohol, persistent men, her sexual urges, and the lingering effects of the former escort imprinting itself on Mark?s old brain had worked to repress Mark?s old male self. Most days Mindi thought of herself as a woman. The plausible deniability this provided was the only way Mark was able function in his day to day life as Mindi, boyfriend of Jackson, and the buxom stripper named Sapphire. Still though, Mindi didn?t enjoy her job. She would have changed careers, but no one would hire her without photo identification other than for the work typically done by undocumented workers. And stripping was better than escorting or outright prostitution she figured. Her alcohol and drug addled brain struggled to think of a better option. So stripping it was. Mindi?s boyfriend Jackson was the result of a Faustian bargain Mindi had made with herself. Mindi found that her new body craved dick on a regular basis, a desire that Mark?s male psyche had been unable to repress. Mindi figured dating one man was better than the prospects of having random men fuck her like a common whore. Most weren?t shy about their advances and Mindi felt vulnerable leaving the club late at night by herself. It was helpful to have a man to protect her, she had concluded. However, the psyche of Mindi had chosen a mate based on their sexual attractiveness, instead of their ability and willingness to provide a safe environment for her. Mindi?s boyfriend, Jackson, was a large, dominant and assertive man but without much tenderness. Jackson provided Mindi a good place to live, protecting from being hit on at every turn, and mind blowing orgasms. In return Mindi cleaned the house, cooked for him, and submitted to his sexual desires, usually on command. It was a degrading life for the former male and Mindi found that she was often drunk or under the influence of cocaine around Jackson to cope. Jackson was the driving force behind the new tattoos on Mindi?s body. He got off knowing the slutty stripper was completely submissive to him. Mindi, not knowing how to properly assert herself as a woman, went along with her large boyfriend?s desires. In a couple years time, Jackson figured Mindi would be used up as a stripper from the odd hours and drug use, and no longer the perfect ten she was now. He would dump her when that happened and then find another hot young stripper to fuck. It was a cycle he had repeated in the past with women. Back at the club, Ashley felt Travis? cock twitch when he saw the slutty stripper named Sapphire. The idea of having her current boyfriend get a lap dance from her transformed former boyfriend popped into her head at that moment. "We should get you a lap dance from her babe," Ashley said, casually rubbing Travis? cock through the thick coarse fabric from his jeans. Nearly on the verge of orgasm, from the stripper?s slutty look and his girlfriend?s tender touch, Travis moaned lightly in agreement with his girlfriend. He loved her so much that Ashley indulged his desire to occasionally patronize strip clubs. He was well aware, not all women were this understanding as she was. Travis wasn?t aware Ashley used their time at the club to secretly indulge her bisexual side as she enjoyed looking at the beautiful dancers nearly as much as he did. Ashley watched her old boyfriend, stripping under the name Sapphire, ply her trade on the stage and pole for the rest of the dance. Despite being under the influence of coke when she worked, Mindi was still the most accomplished pole dancer of the strippers. By Ashley?s estimation she also garnered the most tips from the customers due to her sexy body and pole skills. Chapter 10 - Private Dance A half hour after the dance, Mindi was working the room, fully nude except for the garter on her leg and stripper heels she wore. Ashley walked up behind her former boyfriend and whispered in her ear and placed a $20 bill in her garter, "I have a man for you to seduce, follow me." Obediently, the coked out Mindi followed the woman giving her an order, not recognizing the familiar voice or shape of the women she was following. Arriving at the table, Mindi was able to focus her vision and take stock of the attractive couple. Looking at Ashley, she immediately recognized Mark?s former girlfriend, and the memory of the transformation from Mark to Mindi came flooding back to her. Looking at Jackson, he recognized the large male as the guy he beat out for starting linebacker their senior year in highschool. Mark had brutally rubbed it in Travis? face as Travis had to ride the bench his Senior year while Mark got his pick of the slutty cheerleaders. The tables had turned now, as Travis was fucking his former girlfriend while Mindi was getting fucked on a regular basis by her boyfriend and stripping for male customers. She was probably the most popular dancer at the club. Her eyes wide open and voice trembling from the humiliation she was feeling, Mindi instinctively quoted a price, "It?s $20 for a lap dance, $150 for a private room for a half-hour." "We?ll take the private room," Ashley immediately responded. She found the prospect of her feminized and transformed former boyfriend serving her current boyfriend to be hot and wanted to explore it. Pulling the money from her purse, she placed it in Mindi?s generous cleavage, her hand lingering slightly longer than was necessary. Blushing at Ashley?s degrading treatment of her, Mindi led the cute couple to a private room, and sat Travis down on the couch while Ashley rested against the wall with a smile on her face waiting for Mindi to work her magic. Internally, Mark?s old psyche raged at thinking his old male self should be getting a dance from some slutty stripper before going home to make love to Ashley. After an unsuccessful attempt to push that thought aside, Mindi went to work dancing on the much larger Travis, the mental conflict in her brain tormenting her. She felt humiliated having her former girlfriend watch as she danced seductively on a former rival of hers from high school. It was degrading and she felt a great deal of shame because of it. The sad pouty look on her face was a turn on for Travis, as were her gargantuan tits. Mindi?s humiliation was mitigated slightly by the cocaine in her system impairing her cognitive processes, and she planned to do another line in the dressing room as soon as she finished up with Ashley and her new boyfriend. Mindi rubbed her oversized boobs on Travis?s face as his large coarse meaty hands groped her soft tattooed bottom. Turning around , she rubbed her ass into Travis?s crotch into his throbbing erection, as Travis had switched to groping her oversized fake boobs and tweaking Mindi?s nipples. In the corner, Ashley, tipsy from the alcohol and turned on by Mindi?s display, had a seductive smirk on her face at Mindi?s clearly honed talents as a stripper. A year ago, before the transformation Ashley would have never imagined Mark would one day be an accomplished stripper. Even through the heavy and coarse fabric of the jeans Mindi could feel Travis? raging erection. Her vaginal canal moistened at the thought of how good Travis? cock would feel in her slick hole. She knew how big and thick Travis? cock was and she felt a great deal of humiliation knowing her brain was thinking about how good it would feel in her wet pussy. Erotic thoughts like this caused by her slutty body often came to Mindi?s mind over the past year when servicing customers, which, combined with the effects of the cocaine, and pleasurable fuckings she had regularly from her boyfriend Jackson, had helped to repress Mark?s old mind into the deepest recesses of his brain. He now mostly thought of himself as a female who worked as a stripper. It was the only way for the former male could go on with her life. Mindi?s internal conflict was interrupted by Ashley breathlessly whispering in her ear, "I so want to eat out your juicy pussy, but I?m worried I might catch something from you. With those slutty tattoos, you look like a girl who gets around." While Ashley had whispered, it wasn?t quiet enough to prevent Travis from hearing, who promptly ejaculated in his pants from the thought of his girlfriend eating out this slutty little tramp. Mindi blushed in embarrassment at the thought of her former girlfriend eating her out and at feeling Travis ejaculate up against her. His ejaculation had bled through his jeans and she could feel the wetness from it on her ass. Travis quickly brushed Mindi aside, untucked his shirt to cover the stain, and excused himself from the room while Ashley lingered, feeling her heart race as she was extremely turned on. Whispering in her old boyfriend?s ear, she said "You?re excellent at this, it?s clear you?ve worked on your skills at this." Moving her lips toward Mindi, Ashley kissed her, pressing her tongue in her mouth, while rubbing her right hand down Mindi?s body, caressing her large boobs and tweaking her nipples. Breaking the kiss, Ashley turned to walk out of the room. Lingering at the door, she said, "You were wonderful Sapphire. It?s clear you?ve worked at your skills over the past year. We?ll be back to see you soon." As Mindi watched Ashley exit the champagne room, she realized Ashley was right. She was accomplished as a stripper, and Mindi couldn?t see any prospect for her other than to live the life of a slutty stripper and be the sexual plaything of men for the foreseeable future. A single tear dripped down her made up face as she reminisced about all the fun times Mark and Ashley had previously spent together. Returning to the dressing room, Mindi did two long lines of coke, pushing her mind back into a foggy haze, pushing the memory of her former girlfriend and high school rival out of her head. Returning to the stage upon hearing the name Sapphire called out. she resumed her evening stripping, this time with a pouty look instead of a smile on her face. Mindi?s eyes were more vacant than ever. She was sure to be degraded again before the evening was over and wanted to be in an altered state for it. . Returning home that evening, Mindi had to orally service Jackson like usual before he bent her over and used her slick hole. Mindi had already cum once at Travis? rough fucking and was on the verge of another orgasm. The sexual release, combined with the coke, had helped Mindi?s mind push her old male psyche further back in the recesses of her brain as she cried out in pleasure. With any luck, Mindi?s next orgasm would repress her memories of being Mark, letting her continue her new life with a minimal level of shame. Back home, Ashley was also bent over by her boyfriend, her long brown hair was in Travis? rough grasp as he fucked her from behind. Ashley was cumming easily and often that night as she was unexpectedly hot over the thought of her former alpha male ex-boyfriend being reduced to living the life of a coked-out stipper. While she felt bad for him, something about the unexpected twist of fate that had been thrust upon Mark was a turn on for her. After sex, Travis passed out from the physical exertion and alcohol he had drank. Ashley meanwhile, stared up at the ceiling thinking about Mark?s new life and about how many other people had experienced unfortunate fates at the hands of the Medallion of Zulo. She figured it had to be many, including the exotic dancer who left it at the hunting cabin. They all surely had gripping and captivating tales to share, she figured. Ashley considered herself fortunate to avoid the fate that had befallen Mark. It easily could have been her in the body of that horny slut. . Having been satiated properly by Travis, and with the effects of the alcohol fading, clarity returned to Ashley?s brain, and the deliberated and thoughtful side of her brain returned as her sexual thoughts and desires had receded. Ashley considered Mindi?s new life. Mindi was obviously using hard drugs on a regular basis when stripping, and judging by the tattoo on her ass, Mindi was in an unhealthy, if not outright abusive relationship. Ashley knew the type of men who had their names tattooed on women they dated were ones to avoid like the plague. She felt extremely ashamed that in her horny and drunk state, she had chosen to treat her ex-boyfriend like a sex worker to be used as opposed to a former loved one who obviously needed her sympathies and help after the hard year he had obviously experienced. Tears streamed down her cheeks thinking about the man she had loved dearly trapped in the body of a slutty woman. Looking at the ceiling, Ashley wished she could find a way to help her former boyfriend live a better life. Ashley didn?t want her ex-boyfriend to continue living the humiliating and degrading life that Mindi currently endured. She was coming up empty on ideas while racking her brain on how to permanently improve Mindi?s lot in life. Her and Travis could take Mindi into their spare bedroom, but that was only a temporary solution for her ex-boyfriend. In the morning, she would talk with Travis about it, saying Mindi was an old friend of hers who had apparently fallen on hard times, and see if they could figure out a way to help Mindi. She vowed to herself to find a better path for Mindi. I hope you enjoyed this tale. Feedback and comments are always welcome.