Lazy Slut

Cindy giggled as she watched her step mother toil in the hot sun and do the gardening. The once beautiful woman was now sunburned with dry skin and ragged clothes. Her nails were broken and chipped and her luxurious body now wrinkled and dirt stained. She was disgusting and it made Cindy wet to see her slave completely under her power.

Taking another lick from her ice cream the sexy little bitch idly played with the lucky star earring dangling from her perfect earlobe. Once she had been in her stepmothers place, but now the boot was definitely on the other foot and life had never been so good.

A week earlier Carl had been digging in the garden at the command of his wicked step mom. He had turned over the soil and found the golden earring in the border. Picking it up he had put it into his pocket and forgotten all about it.

Later that evening when his stepmom had been screaming and shouting at him for being so lazy and worthless he had found himself screaming back

“I wish I really was the lazy and nasty person you say I am… but you know that I am not. I wish you had to do what I said for a change so you could know how much this sucks. Grrrr, I wish you could see what it is like to be enslaved by a horrible, vain, spoiled bitch just like you but younger!”

Carl gasped as a sudden warmth in his pocket flared up and the star earring glowed with magical fire. His wishes were about to come true and he was transforming into a new person. His face went though a surge of emotions, surprise, fear, pleasure and finally acceptance as he was surrounded by a pink glow and his entire body, mind and personality changed.

In an instant he was gone and instead a pouting plastic teen with a pair of daisy dukes and a mean spoiled face was looking at the surprised step mom. Cindy had been born.

“Ohhh yeah, this is more like it…” smiled Cindy as she looked proudly at herself in the mirror and admired her horny new form. “Okay Mommy… looks like you have to do everything I tell you from now on. This is gonna be such fun.”

The lazy slut was here to stay…

Heartless Gold Digger

“Yessss, yesssss, your big cock and all your money belong to me now. I’m your slutty wife and you’re gonna give me everything I ever wanted and more. Fuck me baby, fuck meeeeeee!”

Hayley couldn’t believe how good it felt to get fucked as a nasty rich bitch.  Each thrust seemed to make her sluttier, nastier… more materialistic.  It felt good to feel herself slide more and more into her horny, manipulative and wicked new personality.  Money, fashion and sex was all she cared about now.

It had all become possible thanks to the magic heart necklace her soppy boyfriend Mark had inherited. Wearing the necklace was meant to make all your wishes come, but all he really wanted was for people to be happy and have good lives.  Hayley had never had much growing up and she just wanted Mark to use the necklace to get a few things for them. Maybe some money and a better car.  But he refused to misuse the power.

Hayley had just wanted to help him get something good out of the necklace, so she had slipped it off his neck whilst he was sleeping and put it around hers.  It had felt so good as she made her first wish and realised the power she now possessed.

Only then did she realise there was so much she wanted:

She wanted big tits and a tight pussy. She wanted to be thin and sexy. She wanted naughty tattoos and piercings. And… stockings and garters. and…  thousand dollar dresses and Tiffany diamonds and… and… and…

And most of all, Tom’s rich best-friend Calvin’s huge cock between her legs and his wedding ring on her finger.

“Ooooh Calvin, you’re such a stud and you’re all mine.  I want you to fire that loser Tom tomorrow and send him on his way.  He needs to keep away from me, this necklace is all mine and he’s never getting it back!”

Slut Swap

Panting heavily, Ashton peered through the under-growth in fear and watched as Danny the bully kicked and punched her older brother Matty. Watching unobserved - the innocent girl felt twin emotions of shame and anger as she watched Matty beg for mercy. She felt shame because she was too small and little to stand up to the older kid and help her brother - but she also felt anger that Matty was such a wuss and unable to stand up for himself anyway.  She’d only just got away in time when he had called for her to run, and now she was helpless to watch as he was beaten up.

Crawling closer to the verge, her eye was caught by something shiny in the grass. Frowning she reached forward and picked up a glinting coin. Ashton turned it, shining in the light, seeing how it seemed to distort the air around it and for a moment she forgot the entire situation.

Then suddenly she felt fingers in her hair and long nails scratching her head as with a yelp she was dragged out of the bushes and hurled to the ground. ”What do we have here?” sneered Marsha, Danny’s slutty girlfriend as she loomed over Ashton and her pretty pink lips twisted into an evil sneer. Lighting a cigarette she took a drag and shook back her long black hair.  “A pathetic little girl with no one to help her. You gonna stop my boyfriend beating your big brother to a pulp?  I don’t think so.”

Ashton felt herself snap. “You horrible bully, if I was older I’d stop you.  I wish I was your age.  I wish I was the bully and you were the little girl, then you’d know what it felt like to be pushed around.”   Ashton gasped as the coin in her hand vanished with a pop and she felt a sudden strange tingling all over her body.

Laughing cruelly, Marsha grabbed Ashton by her hair and dragged her over to where Danny was kicking Matty.  

“No… let my little sister go!” shouted Matty in despair as Ashton was thrown down next to him and the two bullies loomed over them.  Danny was about to do something mean, when he noticed that his girlfriend seemed to be struggling.

“Fuck… I don’t feel so good,” grunted Marsha, loosening her leather jacket and throwing it to the floor.  “In fact, I feel really weird.”

“What the hell is the matter with you?” snarled Danny as his sexy bad girl girlfriend bent over and coughed like she wanted to vomit.  She was clutching her stomach in pain, her clothes obviously too loose on her body and as the amazed group watched on - her long sexy hair reformed into cute pigtails and turned a boring brown.  Next her heavy makeup and piercings vanished as her face grew younger and more innocent looking, the once sexy clothing she was wearing now hanging on an skinny frame.  “Help! What’s happening to me?” she screeched as her big boobies (the ones she was so proud of) started to shrink and deflate and she began to grow smaller.

“Ashton… no… what’s happening to you?” gasped Matty as he saw his sister was writhing and groaning on the ground next to him.  She was swelling and growing as Marsha shrank, her clothing ripping and tearing as she turned onto her front and began crawling towards the struggling Marsha.  The two boys looked on in shocked horror as Ashton reached Marsha and grabbing her legs pulled the older girl down to the ground.  Climbing on top of her and laughing manically Ashton groaned as she raised her hands above her head and Marsha’s clothing began to magically rip from her body and float towards the younger girl.

“No!  Give me back my clothes,” screamed Marsha in a petulant young girls voice as her tight black clothing tore from her body and began to wrap around Ashton and the younger girls slid off onto her.

“Mmmh yes, come to Momma, give it all to me!” moaned Ashton as black latex gloves slid onto her hands; tight black zip-up leather pants slid over her legs and a black latex bikini wrapped around her under-developed chest.  Marsha’s shoes lifted from her feet, her six inch heels sliding easily onto Ashton’s small feet as Marsha squeaked in fear and grew smaller and smaller still.  With a slithering clatter, a metal belt slid around Ashton’s waist to complete the clothing exchange

Standing up in the loose fitting clothing, Ashton grinned and then throwing back her head let out a moan of pure pleasure.  With a swelling sound, her chest began to inflate as she began to fill out the baggy clothing… her ass firming up and out and her short hair lengthening into silky black locks.

Marsha’s discard handbag snapped open and makeup shot out - it blurred around Ashton’s face coating her lips in dark sexy red and giving her a slutty appearance as with a crack her hips widened and she finished aging into a horny bitch.

On the ground, tiny little Marsha squeaked in fear as Ashton picked up the dropped cigarette and took a deep drag with an ‘aaaaaah’ of pleasure.  Everyone was now boggling at the busty girl like they had gone mad, as reality flailed about and tried to settle down.

“Mmmmh, this feels so much better than being a little girl.  I can’t believe how small and pathetic I used to be.  Just like you are now Marsha,” sneered the hot eighteen year old as she admired her sexy body and looked at Danny.  “Oooh I’m a big girl now little brother and I’m such a fucking nasty bitch.  Whatever magic changed me has made me into a foul mouthed, horny whore and I intend to enjoy every moment.  Too bad you’ll never get to know how good this feels.”

Reality suddenly found a way to cope.  With a shimmer the world changed and little Marsha was suddenly Ashton and Matty’s little sister.  Ashton was now the oldest and she snarled at her two geeky siblings causing them to run away and scream in fear.

Looking around Ashton smiled at Danny and her hands went to his pants.  She wanted that cock inside her right now and she couldn’t wait to feel the first jets of his spunk making her into the naughty slut she wanted to be now forever.  “Forget about my boring siblings, we have things to do… and I can always tell them about it later just to upset them…”

Dysfunctional Wish

I was such a good younger sister… I idolised Caitlin and wanted to be just like my successful, smart and sensible twenty four year old sibling when I grew up. The nine year age gap between us didn’t matter, we were really close and we talked about everything. I was a lot more mature then most of my friends as a result. I wanted to be a lawyer like Caitlin when I grew up so I studied hard in school. I ignored the boys and never put a foot wrong. I worked hard and soon had a reputation for being prim, serious and straight laced. Mom and Caitlin were both proud of me and that was all I cared about.

As you can imagine when my sister told me that she and her husband Curtis were trying for a baby I was soooooo excited. I waited eagerly for the news that she was pregnant, but nothing seemed to be happening. Then one day she confided in me, tears steaming down her face that something was wrong. Curtis had erectile dysfunction… he couldn’t get it up anymore! I was shocked. I wanted to do something to help. I went to my room and rummaged in my jewellery box for the lucky coin my grandma left me before she died. She’d told me that it would grant one wish… but that it should be totally selfless and worth it. I decided this qualified.

 "I wish that with my help Curtis gets over his erectile dysfunction.“I felt a strange tingle as I said the words little knowing what was to come of my badly worded wish.

The next day I woke up feeling weird. I felt light headed almost feverish.. no surprise given the run of wet dreams I’d had in the night causing me almost constant arousal.  My boobies had been aching all night and they felt heavier in my hands as I popped them into my creaking bra. My hair seemed lighter too and I could swear I was thinner like one of the cheerleaders at school. I rummaged through my wardrobe and pulled on my favourite top. It was weird but it seemed tighter and I could swear it was more low cut now. My feverish headache made it hard to think straight, I knew something was wrong but it didn’t seem to matter. All that mattered was that I looked hot.

When I went down to breakfast I was surprised to see my sister and Curtis there. A freak gust of wind had blown a tree into their house and they were going to be staying with us for the next month. It seemed almost… magical.  I saw Curtis look at me and a spark seemed to throb in the air between us. My pussy tingled and I felt my heart start beating faster. I’d never realised how handsome he was and how drab and boring my sister looked by comparison. Maybe that was the problem, she was such a prude… maybe she was doing it all wrong with him.  I gripped my head at these sudden strange thoughts. What was wrong with me? I quickly made my excuses and left for school.

That day at school I couldn’t concentrate. All I could seem to think about was Curtis and his dick problems. I began wondering what his cock looked like and began salivating almost instantly.  For the first time in my life I suddenly realised how boring school really was.  All I could think about was getting through the day and seeing Curtis again.  It wasn’t long before I got sent to the back of the room for not paying attention.  I amused myself by sending dirty notes to the hot boy next to me and winking at him when he looked at me in surprise. When I got home that night, to my disappointment Curtis and Caitlin had gone out… so I went to my room and hopping into bed I began rubbing my clit and dreaming about the boy at school.  It wasn’t long before his face morphed into Curtis and I was whispering my brother-in-laws name between my slutty lips.

The next day when I woke up it was to find my head tangled in long blonde silky hair.  My tits had grown at least three cup sizes and my body was as thin and as perfectly proportioned as the head-cheerleaders. Springing out of bed I giggled to see my fingers were sticky and my shaven pussy was still dripping with hot juices.  Swaying over to the mirror, my head hot and feverish I smiled happily at the slutty girl in the mirror.  I felt good…

I sat at breakfast in a short plaid skirt, my panties basically on show and my tiny shirt tied up to reveal my flat washboard stomach.  Nobody seemed to notice anything was different about me, other than Curtis.  He couldn’t keep his eyes off me… and I smiled mischievously at him as I slid my legs apart to give him a view of the damp patch on my thin pink panties.  I looked at my sister with a contemptuous sneer.  She looked tired and ugly… she hadn’t made any effort to pretty herself up as usual.  “I’m going to be at work late tonight,” she muttered to Curtis.  “It will be you and my sis on your own for most of the evening as Mom is out.  Look after her will you? I almost creamed my panties as I heard that and I smiled at Curtis knowingly.  He gulped and I stood up, excited to get to school and get my day over with.

That evening I waited in my room playing with myself.  I knew that something had gone wrong with my wish and it had turned me into a whore, but I no longer cared.  My IQ had dropped, but my body had become sexier… I saw it as a worthwhile trade off.  I wanted Curtis so bad… I lay in bed moaning and writhing, listening for my sister to go out.

Finally I heard the door slam and I grinned as I realised I was along with Curtis. Wearing only my panties and bra, I slid out of my room and walked slowly downstairs into the living room.  He was there, sat on the sofa watching TV and he turned to face me as I entered…

“Wh… what are you doing?” he gulped as I walked round and sat next to him.

“Nothing,” I purred innocently, putting my hand on his trousers and slowly moving it to his crotch.  My tiny manicured hands found the bulge of his cock and I breathed out heavily with satisfaction as I began to tease and rub at it.

“St…stop that.  It’s wrong,” he groaned.  “Anyway… didn’t Caitlin tell you.  I can’t get it up anymore!”

“Not for her maybe,” I smiled… “but for her slutty little sister, I think you’ll have no problem. You want me to suck it don’t you?”

Curtis moaned at my words and I grinned as I felt a stirring in his pants.  Taking off my bra and throwing it away, I sank to my knees and tugging down his trousers smiled at my prize.  Dripping wet, I lent down and kissed his cock with my soft mouth.  Slowly, longingly… I licked it… engulfing it in my mouth and beginning to suck.

“Ohhhhhhhhh,” moaned Curtis as I felt his cock start to stiffen.  My hands went to his balls and began to tickle them, using every naughty trick I could imagine to get a reaction.  His cock got harder and harder in my mouth and I moaned with satisfaction as I sucked and sucked.  I loved this.  Sucking cock and making boys hard was my destiny.  This was what I lived for now.  But I wanted more… I wanted his hot cum all over my face and chest.  I needed to swallow his cum, I wanted it all over me.

“Jerk your cock all over me.  Cum all over my slutty face. I’m your whore and I want it all over me baby,” I moaned… begging him.  Curtis grunted, jerking his cock with swift pumps of his hand till with a shuddering gasp he came.  I giggled in surprise, then eagerly moved forward laughing and smiling as his hot cum dripped all over my face and my tits.   I loved it.  It felt so good, so hot and so right.

“Well well Curtis,” I smiled happily as I licked his cum from my fingers.  “It seems I’ve cured your erectile dysfunction.  Now why don’t you show me what you can really do and fuck my tight pussy?”

I was such a bad sister.

I was such a slut.

And I loved it…

The Slut Before Christmas

Out With The Old

Sharing a room with your twin sister really sucked, but at least Brandon was slightly bigger and stronger than Shelly so he got to push her around. But one day after being particularly mean to her, and pulling the head off her new fashion doll, Brandon found himself in a confrontation he would never forget and would always regret.

Crying over the broken blonde doll, Shelly stamped her foot in frustration and screamed in despair, ‘I wish I was bigger than you and I could get my own back!’

On the floor the broken blonde doll suddenly glowed pink and Shelly gasped as her skin tingled. Brandon watched in horror as his sister started to age - advancing rapidly into puberty. It was like watching a slow motion video suddenly speeding up, as she grew taller, her clothes ripping to hang in rags over her body and her face becoming more grown up and adult. Female curves began to kick in and a small pair of budding breasts pushed out of her chest as she reached sixteen years old and spots came and went over her greasy skin.

Her complexion cleared, her breasts grew a little larger and soon a skinny looking woman just on the verge of full adulthood stood in front of Brandon. Shelly was now eighteen and the age changes were slowing down, but the dolls work wasn’t quite done. She now looked like a plain but normal girl - but this was a magic fashion doll and it had plans for her.

Shelly gasped as her shredded clothes reformed into a scandalously short black mini-skirt with a deeply plunging cleavage line and cut outs at the waist. Her tiny sandals grew into six inch heels and she sqawked as she was pushed tottering up into the air. Bitchy gold earrings spilled from her ears as they became pierced and invisible below her dress, a piercing popped into her belly button too.

Shelly’s face looked surprised for a moment as her eyebrows plucked themselves into two arched lines and her eyelashes extended nearly an inch - immediately coated in thick black mascara. Pink lip gloss oozed over her lips as her skin darkened and tanned and a thick layer of foundation caked her skin.

Shelly gasped as her waist crunched in and her ass pushed out, her already short skirt rising another few centimetres as her butt inflated and her panties came just on show. She groaned as her nipples ached and cupping her chest she felt her boobs growing bigger and bigger as they inflated and filled with silicone, leaving her with fake looking DD tits pushed right up and out into the face of anyone who was watching.

Shelly’s body hair all dropped out leaving her completely waxed as her fingernails extended into sexy French-tips and her toenails became carefully manicured. The changes now complete she blinked for a moment, checking out her new body then suddenly she giggled.

“Ooooh like I think these changes are mental as well as physical. I’m all grown up now baby brother and don’t I look pretty?”

The new bimbo began to laugh as she began pulling Brandon’s toys from the shelf and began hurling them into a basket ready to throw away.

“All this crap is gonna go so I have room for my clothes and shoes. Sorry little brother but this is gonna be my boudoir.”

Brandon was gonna wish he had never picked on his sister- the new Shelly was such a bitch. Soon he was sent packing to the spare room so Shelly could have her own room and fill it with her materialistic possessions. Meanwhile she enjoyed the life of a teasing, bimbo slut - especially once she discovered just how easy guys were to manipulate. She also found out that bimbo whores like her have a much more interesting selection of toys to choose from when they want to play with themselves… and she enjoyed imagining her brother listening to her next door as she moaned and screamed above the buzzing each night.

Evil Djinnious