Attention Deficit

by Jennifer White

  

When Bonnie discovered what her husband Jon was doing on the computer so much, it broke her heart. She went online to pay a bill, and she accidentally brought up the window to view the browser history. There, one after one, were the web sites that Jon had recently been at. Bigboobs.com. JigglingJgs.com. pusshDelight.com. And many, many more with names so disgusting that she gasped and covered her mouth in shock.

She then went back, and looked at the history over the past 14 days. There were even more sites he had been going to. Now she was fuming. Bonnie was somewhat technical, and knew how web browsers worked. She decided to check out the cookies for the web browser. Sure enough, there were dozens and dozens of them from the sites where Jon surfed. There was no doubt about it: he was a hard-core porn addict.

No wonder he had been paying her less and less attention! She thought that he was somewhat distracted lately in their relationship, and she had even wondered if he was having an affair. But now she had discovered the truth, just by accident. She vowed that she would get even with him for what he was doing to her. How dare he drool over pictures of naked porn stars on the web! That was like cheating on her, time and time again.

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"Yes" said Petra. "You are justified in seeking revenge on your husband. That is an agonizing story to hear, although sadly, it isn't uncommon these days."

Bonnie nodded. Petra should know. She was hundreds of years old, although she only appeared to be in her forties. Her magic powers allowed her to stay young, among other things!

"My only concern" continued Petra, "Is that you are asking for something you may later regret. Are you sure you want to go through with this, my child?"

"Yes, I am certain" said Bonnie.

"Very well then, it will be so" replied Petra. "The next time your husband goes online, he will be in for quite a surprise!"

"Thank you so much" said Bonnie. "I promise, I will repay your kindness."

"Make sure that you do" warned Petra.

Bonnie wasn't going to let her debt slide. Not when she was dealing with someone as powerful as Petra!

* * *

Bonnie returned home, and set the trap. After placing a special object on the computer desk for her husband to find later, she went online to the special site that Petra had told her about. As she had been warned, she averted her eyes. She did wonder what it might show, but she didn't want to be caught up in the trap of the magic spell that had been set for her husband! She made sure the browser was working, and she left the room quickly, closing the door.

Then she left a note on the counter that she'd be with her friend Judy all day, and that she'd be home late. That would cause Jon to go online, she was sure. And when he saw the web site on the screen, he'd be hooked. And then he'd never know what hit him, as the magic spell kicked in. It was a perfect setup. Bonnie regretted a bit that she would miss seeing the spell in action, but on the other hand, it might not be pleasant either.

She grabbed her purse, and drove off, leaving everything ready for Jon to discover. If he wasn't going to pay attention to her anymore, then he would certainly pay attention to this......

* * *

When Jon got home from work and saw the note from Bonnie that she'd be out for hours with her girlfriends, he was overjoyed. Now he could go online and see some of his wonderful pictures. The women in the pictures didn't nag him, or complain that he didn't work out enough. They didn't constantly criticize him, and try to get him to do things he didn't like doing. No, they were perfect women, and he loved them for it. Just the thought of seeing the pictures made him start to get hard already.

He went into the den, and saw that the computer was on. Bonnie often used it, but she usually turned it off. Jon's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw what was on the screen: a web site with the hottest naked woman he had ever seen in his life! If he had any common sense, he would have known that something was wrong. He was too busy staring at the picture of the woman's boobs to even notice the special object that Bonnie had left on the table. What's more, the picture of the woman was moving! It was some kind of a movie site.

She was laying there seductively, spreading her legs apart, touching herself. Then he heard her speak through the PC's speakers, in a seductive low voice.

"Click on me" she said, like she was begging him to touch her. "I want you, baby."

Jon sat down, almost unable to blink. This was the best web site in the whole world! He reached down to undo his belt, unzip his pants, and he began to gently stroke himself as he stared at the screen. This was his usual habit. He had a supply of old rags hidden in his desk drawer, for when he felt himself nearing his climax. But he was going to go slow, and enjoy it. He had the time, with Bonnie gone all evening.

John clicked on the picture of the hot babe, which caused her to give out an almost orgasmic sounding moan. The web page updated to a photo array of thirty stunning women, all wearing hot lingerie. Some were waving their finger as if to beckon him. Some were holding their own breasts, their eyes closed with overwhelming pleasure. And some had dildos in their hands, ready to masturbate themselves. Jon hardly knew where to start.

He picked one of the babes in lingerie, and clicked on her. Her image blew up to full screen size. She smiled and spoke to him.

"You made a wise choice, picking me" she said, followed by a naughty giggle.

She looked like she was on the other side of the screen, staring back at Jon. She blinked, she moved, it all seemed so real. Almost as if she wasn't just an animated picture on the screen, but a real woman who he was looking at. He wondered if it was some sort of web cam. Maybe these were all real live women! That sounded so exciting to him.

She was standing there, her arms at her hips, allowing him to get a great view of her perfect body. She wore dark thigh-high nylons, held up by a sexy lacy garter belt. Her panties were sheer, almost to the point of being transparent, allowing him to see the dark triangle of her pubic hair beneath them. She wore a tight corset, which made her boobs look like they were about to burst out of it at any moment. Her hair was long and dark, her eyes mesmerizing. To top it all off, she was wearing shoes with six inch spike heels. She was perfect, in every way.

"Oooh" said the woman as she licked her lips.

Jon tingled all over, just looking at her. She reached down, and ran her hands along her smooth legs. As she did so, Jon could swear that he could feel something along his legs too. It was the most wonderful feeling! It only made him feel even more aroused, if that was even possible, and made him concentrate on the woman's image even more.

He was paying all of his attention to her, so he didn't even notice what had happened. As she had run her hands along her legs, there had been a real connection with him. His legs had just transformed. Where moments ago they were large, muscular and hairy, they had magically transformed to become just like hers: smaller, more flexible, smooth and hairless.

The tingle that he felt on his legs wasn't from the transformation though: it was from his socks. They too were being transformed, becoming longer, thinner, and changing from cotton to nylon. Jon's legs were now encased in thigh high nylons, just like the woman on his computer screen. He didn't even notice that the legs of his pants were now getting shorter, as well as fusing together into one single tube. Already, they looked more like a skirt than they did pants, but all of his attention was still tuned to the woman online.

Even his shoes had changed. The leather had turned from brown to bright red, as the toes became pointier, the heels became thinner and taller, while the sides completely disappeared. If he had looked down, he would have seen that his shoes now looked just like hers, spike heels, right on his feet, which were rapidly shrinking too.

Jon clicked on the screen, and the image changed. Now there was a hot blonde who smiled at him, and blew him a kiss. Her face was gorgeous, but his attention was drawn down lower. It was her impressive cleavage that had his eye now. She cupped her hands around her perfect, full firm breasts, and her eyes closed with pleasure, as her mouth gaped open, begging to be kissed.

Jon felt himself tingle in the chest, right where she was touching herself. It felt so good that it seemed like he was getting even harder now. Again, he was too mesmerized by the woman to notice the magic that was effecting him. This time, it was under his shirt where things were rapidly changing. The hair on Jon's chest had all but disappeared, even as his waist started to rapidly shrink. And on his chest, a swelling was occurring. In just seconds, he went from having a hard, flat man-chest, to becoming stacked. He had boobs now. Just like the blonde on his computer screen.

His undershirt was getting smaller by the moment, shorter, pulling up over his bellybutton. The sleeves were getting smaller to, drawing up over his shoulders. Meanwhile, the front of his collar dropped down, leaving the top of his chest and his back exposed, except where the shrinking arms of the T-shirt were becoming like straps over his shoulders. His T-shirt was becoming a bra, as it wrapped itself tighter around his large boobs, supporting them, shaping them, and preventing them from jiggling as much. Jon now had boobs, and he was wearing a bra.

His shirt was changing too. It was getting smaller, becoming less like a man's dress shirt, and more like a tank top at first. But as the material changed from cotton to silk, and the lacy trim started to form at the top, it was apparent that it was actually a cami. Jon didn't even realize that he now had on a skirt, bra, and a cami.

As Jon clicked the image on the screen, it changed to show a dazzling redhead now. His eyes were popping out of his head, as he watched her slowly dance on his computer's screen. She had on the hottest lingerie! Jon tingled all over as he gaped at her, almost unable to even blink. He didn't notice as the magic continued to work on him.

His socks were starting to stretch, climbing up his legs. Their cotton fabric was changing, becoming sheer nylon, just like the girl on his computer screen. His boxers were changing too, becoming shorter and shorter, even as their dark checked pattern was turning black, and the solid soft fabric becoming silk and lace. The elastic waistband on his boxers was changing too, becoming separate from the rest, which now were clearly panties. The separated elastic band became dark, to match the color of the thigh-high nylons he was now wearing. Little straps started to grow down, until they reached the tops of his thigh-highs.

Jon didn't realize that he now had on panties, nylons, and a garter belt. But even more important than that, there was one more change he was unaware of. It was going on inside his panties. His penis had been harder than it had ever been in all his life. It was still hard, but now it was much smaller than before. In fact, it was only the diameter of a pencil now, and it rapidly shrunk until it was only the length of the pink eraser at the end. His tiny little penis started to pull back up inside his body, and there it hid under a small hood of flesh.

As it pulled up into him, his balls were sucked up inside too, leaving a long slit between his legs, surrounded by pink lips with multiple folds. He was no longer a man. Now he had a labia. Inside him, a vagina was forming, leading to his uterus. His balls were now deep inside his body cavity, where they were becoming ovaries. His penis still felt hard to him, but it had become a clitoris. In every way physically, he was now female.

The boobs on Jon's chest were swelling to the point where they wanted to burst out of his bra. As the redhead on his screen started to take off her top, his hand unconsciously started to pull off his cami. He didn't notice that he pulled it off over a full head of long red hair. He didn't notice how small his arms were, or how smooth his skin was. All of his attention was still focused on the woman on his computer screen.

As she reached back and undid her bra, his hands did the same to his own. As she removed hers, he removed his too. And as she cupped her hands around her pair of perfect beautiful breasts, his petite hands cupped his own large breasts as well. He felt such a growing sexual tension inside, he felt like he would just explode at any moment!

The redhead pulled up her skirt, and Jon did the same to his own, not even realizing yet that he had one on. She swung her hips from side to side, as she started to work her panties off until they fell down to her ankles. Jon did the same to his own, all unconsciously, right in sync with her. And then the woman on his computer screen reached down, and picked up a dildo.

When Jon had surfed the web before looking at porn, when he got this excited, he would always start touching himself. This time was different however, because he now had the anatomy of a woman between his legs. As the redhead on his computer screen reached for her dildo, his hand reached out for the special something that Bonnie had left on the desk, which he hadn't even noticed yet: a dildo, just like the one the woman had! Jon picked it up, and just as she did, he held it close to him, right between his boobs. He didn't even notice really; he was too mesmerized by the image of the woman on the screen.

As she spread her legs wide open, his legs moved apart too. And then she started to insert her dildo into her hot, wet pussy. Jon's pussy was hot and wet too now. His dildo slid up into his vagina as easily as the one the redhead was inserting into herself. As she let out a moan, so did Jon. But he didn't notice; he only heard the sound she made. He was floating, as the sexual tension inside himself continued to build up. He felt so horny now. He needed to come, so bad!

The woman on the screen started to toy herself harder, moving the dildo in and out of her pussy faster and faster. In lock step, Jon did the same to himself. He let out a loud moan, then a scream of pleasure in sync with her, as he climaxed as a woman for the first time. His hand didn't stop; it kept moving the dildo deeper inside him, then pulled it out, pausing to leave pressure on his new clit.

Jon's eyes rolled back as he threw back his head in sheer pleasure, letting out another deep moan. His eyes closed involuntarily for a few seconds, as the next orgasm hit him, even bigger than the first! He opened his eyes to stare at the image on his screen. He didn't even notice that the redhead was gone, and now he was looking at the picture of a naked man.

The man on the screen was quite a hunk. He was muscular, fit, with a square jaw, close cropped jet black hair, and deep blue eyes. He was jerking himself off, and Jon's eyes became glued to his huge manhood. Jon's body responded by getting even wetter, as a shudder when through him. Jon's hand subconsciously changed its pace to match the man's hand. Each time the man stroked himself, Jon inserted the dildo deep inside. In his mind it was the man plunging into him, not the dildo.

Jon didn't think about the fact that he used to be a man, and that it had only turned him on to think of having sex with a woman. As part of the spell, it all seemed normal to him. What he was thinking was normal for a woman. Nothing seemed wrong, or out of the ordinary. He just kept on toying himself with the dildo, until at last he felt so sensitive down between his legs that he just had to stop. He was breathless, hot, wet, and he suddenly went all limp, as the aftereffects of the series of orgasms left him exhausted and spent.

It was at that moment when the door opened, and Bonnie walked into the room.

"Looking at porn again, are you?" she said. "We'll put an end to that, right now."

Jon stared at Bonnie. She was wearing a man's business suit, although it was quite apparent that she was a beautiful woman. But she had a big surprise for him. She unbuckled her belt, unzipped her fly, undid the button, and let her pants fall to the floor. She kicked them off along with her shoes, and pulled down her boxers.

There, between her legs, Jon could only stare as the huge penis and the set of balls she had. She put her hands on her hips, and Jon looked at her, feeling so weak, while she seemed so powerful. Just as a few moments ago when he had been mesmerized and turned-on by the man on the computer screen, Jon got all wet between his legs again, as he stared at the erect penis that Bonnie was pointing right at him.

He was so willing and receptive, as she put herself into him, and started to thrust again and again. Jon moaned with pleasure as she rocked back and forth, pinching his huge nipples as she pumped him harder and harder. She started to speak. He could hear her, and her words registered, but not in the conscious sense. All he could think of was the feeling of her huge penis deep inside him, and how good that felt. Her words went right into his mind, without even being filtered by his consciousness.

"You spent all that time looking at porn when I wasn't around" she said. "You will never do that again."

It was like a command, becoming permanently etched into Jon's mind. It wasn't something he'd have to think of; it was just there. A part of him now, something he could never overcome. Her words were reshaping his mind and his soul. He had no way to stop it; he couldn't even really notice it. He was too overwhelmed with the pleasure he was feeling.

"You looked at all those women's boobs. Now you have a pair of your own. Forever. You are a woman now. And you belong to me."

The words again had the same weighty effect on Jon's mind. He was a woman now. A woman. And she belonged to Bonnie. In Jon's mind, she knew more than anything that she belonged to Bonnie.

"You will never think of yourself as a man again. You will not respond to the name 'Jon'. Your male past is meaningless for you. You are a woman now, and your name is Renee."

Renee moaned louder, as Bonnie brought her closer to climax.

"When I come inside you, you will realize the error of your ways. You will realize that you are my slave, and you will worship me with all your heart. My sperm will impregnate you, and you will have my baby. You are mind forever, mind body and soul. You live only to please me now. You are a woman. You are Renee. And you are completely mind. You wish you were me. You are my slave, and you will serve me forever."

Renee smiled as she felt the warm splash up inside of her. She knew that she was going to be pregnant, and that soon she'd be a mommy. She looked up at Bonnie with awe. Bonnie was perfect. Renee wished that she was her. Her heart beat faster. She wanted to much to prove to her mistress how faithful she was. She wanted to serve Bonnie in any way possible.

"How may I serve you, my mistress?" asked Renee, eager to please.

"What am I to you?" asked Bonnie. A few moments ago, she had merely been Jon's wife.

"You perfection. I wish I was you" said Renee. "I want to serve you. I want to do anything for you!"

Renee seemed almost desperate to be commanded. She wanted so much to do something to show Bonnie her love and loyalty. Bonnie had just the thing in mind.

"In the closet you will find a maid's uniform" said Bonnie. "Go put on your lingerie, then put on your uniform."

Renee pulled on her panties, strapped on her bra, then hurried to the closet to find the maid's uniform. It featured a very short skirt, frilly apron, and the works. She put it on, and stood at attention next to the woman she worshiped and adored.

"I am ready to serve you, my mistress. What may I do to please you?"

"Dust" said Bonnie. "Dust the entire house, from top to bottom. Clean it like it has never been cleaned before. I want every surface of this house to be dust free."

"Thank you so much, mistress!" said Renee, delighted to be able to be of service. She hurried to the hall closet to gather the cleaning supplies, and begin her task. Meanwhile, Bonnie went to the computer, and pushed the button to remove the magic program. She didn't want anyone else to be trapped in its spell.

Bonnie reached down between her legs, and felt how her penis was rapidly shrinking, as she returned back to normal. It had felt so strange to have a dick, even for just a few hours. Coming inside of Renee had been pleasurable, but she didn't understand why men were so eager for sex, when all they got was that one little moment of excitement, instead of the wonder of having multiple female orgasms. It was so much better to be a woman.

Petra had given her an option with the spell. If she wanted to, she could change Renee back to Jon, any time during the first week. But if he spent one full week as Renee, the changes would be irreversible. She didn't really think she'd ever want to change him back. She had it all now. Instead of being a cheating husband, Jon was now a loyal slave, who would gladly do all of the housework. Yes, she would miss having a man with her in bed, but she'd get used to making love with a woman.

Plus, instead of being a man who was unhappy with his life, Jon was very happy to be a woman now. Once he gave birth, he'd find the joys of motherhood. Bonnie would have a baby in her house, but Renee would do all of the hard work, including the breast feeding. She had already decided that Renee would never go back to being Jon again.

Bonnie went to the livingroom, and smiled as she watched the woman who used to be her husband, as he carefully removed each knickknack from the shelf, cleaned it off, dusted the shelf with a pink feather duster, then replaced the item. Renee was so happy to be serving her mistress, doing all the housework. Bonnie smiled. Renee had her full attention now!

"Good girl" she said. "I'm very proud of you."

Renee smiled back with gratitude in her eyes. She was so happy that she almost cried.

  

  

  

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