Malicious Memento

Your ex-girlfriend was kind of a massive bitch.  When you broke up with her, she was of the mentality that if she couldn’t have you… no one could.  By this point you were in a loving relationship with a cute girl, but she knew just how to screw that up and ruin your relationship.

Of course you knew she was up to no good. When you got sent the package containing a note, an old medallion and a pair of her slutty panties you were immediately suspicious.  You read the note it in disgust.  “Hey babe, I thought you might be missing me. That’s why I’ve sent you the ultimate memento.  All you have to do is wear this medallion and put on my panties and you’ll become an exact copy of me.  Just think of the fun you can have… I know you miss my tight pussy and perfect body. It could be all yours to play with whenever you like  No one ever needs to know, what harm will it do?  Hope you enjoy being me.  Love you… XXX”

Of course you knew it was some sort of evil trick, so you threw them into your cupboard and tried to ignore the dirty ideas going through your mind.  But the more you thought about it, the more awesome the idea seemed to be.  Your ex was such a hottie and the thought of becoming a girl and learning how it felt to touch yourself became more and more tempting.  Your ex would never know that you’d done it and neither would your current girlfriend.  Where was the harm?

You waited till you had a night in on your own, then shivering with excitement, you slid the cold metal of the medallion around your neck and slipped into your spotted panties.  You felt a tingle run through you and turning to the mirror watched in amazement as you slowly morphed into an exact copy of your hot and horny ex girlfriend.

“Ohhhhh, ohhhhh fuck,” you moaned an hour later as you masturbated your dripping pussy in your slutty panties. It felt so good that you no longer cared about anything other than the pleasure. You’d had no idea it would feel so good to be a girl… to be your ex. This body was made for sex, made for pleasure.  She’d ruined you. All logic gone, your mobile phone was in your hand as you dialled your best-friend Mike and begged him to come over and fuck you.

When your girlfriend came home later that night, it would be to find Mike balls deep inside you grunting like a bastard as you screamed and moaned like a whore with your legs on either side of him.  Your ex had ruined you just like she planned.

You no longer cared…