“No, no, please! I’m begging you, stop this!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I felt a surge of energy flow through me. My body trembled in anticipation while I desperately clenched my eyes shut against the oncoming change. The room grew colder and darker by the second until there was nothing left to see but pure darkness.
When I finally regained consciousness, everything felt drastically different; the weight on my chest jiggled as I stumbled forward in disbelief. My mind raced with confusion as I looked down at my new body – a female form adorned with lingerie and garters, completely foreign to me.
“What the fuck is happening?!” I cried out in a high-pitched voice. I stumbled over to a nearby mirror, only for my vision to be obstructed by long blonde hair that now fell across it. Confusion gave way to panic as I brushed the strands of hair aside and finally saw my reflection.
My new face was undeniably feminine, with full lips and delicate features. But the most shocking change was still to come – I couldn’t ignore the swollen, round breasts that now hung from my chest or the neatly trimmed bush between my legs. I had become a woman!
“You can’t do this!” I screamed at the apparition looming over me. I spun around to face the source of the voice and saw a woman standing there, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “But I already have,” she replied with a wicked smile on her face. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me from the bar last night!”
The witch had been the one to transform me against my will, punishing me for making fun of another woman’s tits. She was the one who whispered into my ear as I laughed at her, telling me “If you don’t like those, maybe you’ll enjoy these,” just before she cast her spell.
Now I was trapped in this new form – a bimbo with big tits and a tiny waist – all because of my arrogance.
“But…how can you do this?!” I stammered, still trying to come to terms with my new voice and body. I felt so exposed in this lingerie, like a piece of meat waiting to be devoured.
“Oh, that’s easy enough,” the witch replied, her eyes twinkling with satisfaction as she watched me squirm. “Just sit back and enjoy the ride.”
Before I could protest, a man suddenly appeared beside her. He was tall and muscular, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into my soul. The witch gave him a sly smile before disappearing back into the shadows.
“So…you’re here to take your punishment now?” he asked in a deep, gravelly voice as he circled around me. I nervously tried to hide my body beneath the lingerie, but it was futile – he could see every inch of me.
“No…please, don’t do this!” I begged, my eyes welling up with tears. But his laughter drowned out my pleas as he approached and grabbed one of my massive breasts in his hand.
“You’re going to enjoy being a slut, you know that?” He smiled down at me, squeezing just enough to make me wince in pain. I wanted to resist, but even as I tried to fight back, I couldn’t deny the heat growing inside of me. My body was reacting to him in ways I wasn’t ready for, feeling things I had never felt before.
“Please…stop this!” I cried out again, my voice shaking with desperation. He just laughed, running a hand down between my legs and grazing against the swollen folds there. The sensation sent shivers coursing through me as I whimpered softly.
“No, no…you don’t understand,” I stammered, trying to push away his advances. But he was relentless; his fingers found their way inside of me, making me gasp and arch my back in surprise. The sensation was intense – too intense – and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning as he began to thrust into me.
“Oh…oh fuck!” I cried out, feeling completely overwhelmed by the sensations. My body trembled with each forceful stroke he gave me, making it impossible for me to deny what was happening. As I felt his cock deep inside of me, stretching and filling me in ways I couldn’t comprehend, I knew there was no going back.
“You like that, don’t you?” He smirked down at me as he pulled out, leaving a trail of wetness between us. “You’re a filthy little slut now…just like I thought you would be.”
I struggled against the waves of pleasure crashing over me, trying to deny everything that was happening. But it was no use. I couldn’t fight against these newfound desires. My body betrayed me as I found myself craving more, wanting to feel him inside of me again and again.
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