Bambi

by Jennifer White

  

Bryan was really upset with his former friends. You see, they had helped steal his girlfriend (at least in *his* mind). There were six guys who had hung out together, and done everything together since they had been in college. They had all rented a house together after they graduated, and even lived together until they all had good enough jobs to afford their own houses.

They all partied, went on trips to the tropics, went to concerts, ball games, and lots of guy things. By now, three of them were married. The other three had a continuous stream of girlfriends, and Bryan had found a girl named Heather who he had really fallen for. He thought that she was going to be the one.

After he felt comfortable enough in their relationship, he introduced her to his friends. She was a knockout, and they were all very jealous, but happy for Bryan. And everything was all right for a while.

But one day, Heather told Bryan that she had found someone else, and was leaving him. He was devastated, and drank himself into a stupor. For days he didn't go out. And when he finally did, he was in for an even bigger shock: he found out that the guy that Heather had dumped him for was none other than Jeff, one of his friends!

Now Bryan's misery turned to rage. He hated Jeff now, with all his heart, and he vowed to have his revenge. And how could the others allow Jeff to steal his girl? They were just as guilty.

At first, he pretended to play along, as if everything was ok.

"I'm just glad she ended up with someone like Jeff, instead of some creep" he said. "I'm very happy for both of them."

They all bought into it, so when he threw a party for 'just the guys', they all accepted his invite. It was common in the group to find an excuse for a party, so everyone could come over, stay up all night, and get trashed. Why should this be any different?

But what they didn't know, was that Bryan had hired a 'consultant'. But this was no ordinary consultant, it was one who had powers beyond the explanation of science. One who knew the old mystic ways of the old druids, which were lost to all but the select few. Her ancestors had built Stonehenge. Back when a horse and buggy was 'high tech', they had moved massive stones, and aligned them precisely to match the patterns of stars in the heavens. And that was not even a difficult feat for them, with their powers.

Bryan had found Zyara years ago, and knew her well by now. Several times she had offered her services to him. Her kind rarely used their powers for personal gain, but she needed money, and was somewhat estranged from her clan. So she took the odd 'side job', to help others, as she had helped Bryan from time to time. And now was one of those times.

He had explained what had befallen him, and he was eager to get revenge on them. He proposed a spell, and she agreed to help him carry it out. The party was the setting, and when the five guys arrived at Bryan's modest ranch house in the suburbs, they did not realize what was in store for them that evening.

* * *

 

Zyara was in the basement, unknown to the partygoers. She had created a special brew, which Bryan had used to lace the red punch. He put in lots of alcohol, so any strange taste would be hidden from the others. He waited until everyone had arrived before bringing the punch bowl out from the refrigerator.

"I would like to propose a toast" he said, handing out large plastic glasses which he had filled with the punch. One by one, his friends took their glasses.

"A toast" said Bryan, "To my good friends. For all that you have done for me, I am grateful. It is nice to know who your friends really are, and I know what each of you has done for me. To friends, and especially to my best friend Jeff!"

"To friends!" they all said, and each of them slammed the drink.

"Who, what's in here?" said one of them.

"Lots of alcohol, and a few other things" said Bryan.

Zyara had warned him that there wouldn't be any immediate effects, it took a minute for the potion to seep into the body, and begin its work. Everyone went back to talking, and carrying on their individual conversations. And that's when it began to hit them.

Jeff was sitting next to Ray on the couch, talking about football. But as he looked at Ray, he saw something strange. He could swear that Ray had something under his shirt pushing out. Like little female breasts. He couldn't take his eyes off of them, and as they chatted, he could swear that they were getting bigger and bigger. He got really aroused looking at Ray's chest, and felt an inner revulsion that he was being turned on by a man.

But then it got worse.

"Hey Jeff, what's up with your chest?" asked Ray.

"I was going to as what's up with yours" he answered. He looked down at his own chest, and felt himself turn red as he discovered that it was just like Ray's: he now had a pair of beautiful breasts pushing out under his shirt. He cupped his hands over them, and gasped at the way it aroused him to touch them. The nipples were so big, and so sensitive. They just screamed to be touched, to be caressed, to be pinched. He played with his boobs, and could not believe how turned on he felt. More than he ever had, in all his life.

There was much commotion going on, as the other three were making similar discoveries. Only Bryan seemed unaffected. In fact, he was smiling at them.

Jeff looked over to Ray again. Ray's clothes looked funny on him, with his wide hips and narrow waist. Ray's shoes had fallen off his feet, which were much smaller now too. His body had changed so much, that his male clothes no longer fit him. Ray's curves cried out to be draped in skirts and dresses, not jeans and a tee shirt.

He could not help but to check out his own body, which had undergone similar changes. He was horrified to discover that he now had a classic 'hourglass' figure, which made his ever increasing bust size seem even more overwhelming.

Jeff wiped the long hairs from his face, which were blonde instead of his normal black. Long hairs. As opposed to his normal crew cut.

"You look like a magazine model" said Ray to him, but in a high pitched voice, far different from Ray's normal baritone. Even their voices were changing!

"So do you" said Jeff, who almost jumped upon hearing his own sultry feminine voice. "Oh god, I sound like a girl now" he said.

"Bryan, what have you done to us?" said someone.

"Please, stop it!" said Ray.

"Help me!" cried Jeff, with tears welling up in his pretty eyes.

Bryan just smiled. The changes to his 'friends' were only just beginning.

 

Jeff was patting himself between his legs, and was bowled over by the realization that there was nothing down there now.

"Its gone" he said, still not believing it. "It's really gone. Oh god, I'm a girl now."

It swept over the others too, that they were now completely female. Nothing could be more crushing to a young macho male full of testosterone, than to discover that he has been stripped of his manliness, and changed into a pretty girl.

"I have something for you" said Bryan, pulling out a clothing rack on wheels. It contained a dozen outfits. Cheerleader. French maid. Cat suit. Nurse. Cowgirl. A red dress. Black skirts and skimpy tops. Along with bras, panties and lingerie.

"Ooh, I want the red one!" shrieked one of the former males. Jeff looked at the clothes, and felt so excited to be able to dress up! He couldn't wait to get into one of the outfits as soon as he could. He rushed over, grabbed the black bra and panty set, then the black miniskirt with the little tank top.

Soon, all five of them were taking off their male clothes, and putting on the flimsy sexy outfits. They didn't protest as Bryan took snapshots of them in various states of dress and undress. Soon, they were all in their sexy women's clothes.

Jeff felt *so* much better dressed like he was now. It was so much more comfortable. It just felt *right*. And it made him feel so pretty, which made him feel special. He liked that. He liked how this outfit showed off his big boobs, his long legs, and his curves.

"Your new name" said Bryan to Ray, "is Courtney. You are Sarah, you will be Julia, you are Kaye."

Bryan turned at last to Jeff.

"What's my new name" said Jeff excitedly in a perky tone. He didn't understand why, but he wanted a pretty name to go with his pretty body.

"From now on, you are Heather."

"Ooh, what a pretty name. Hey everyone, I'm Heather!" said the woman formerly known as Jeff. Jeff was an icky name anyway, a boys name. She was a woman, and she needed a woman's name.

Heather swung her hips, and bent over to show off her large breasts to everyone. She felt so sexy, and so aroused! She wanted something, and now she knew what it was. She wanted to make love. But she didn't dare say anything...yet. But her inner yearning was growing, welling up moment by moment.

"I have something else for you girls" said Bryan, pulling out a box full of makeup. The girls all scrambled to grab at it, and soon they were busy putting on lipstick, rouge, eyeliner, mascara, and painting their nails. They all overdid it, and they looked slutty. But that was what they all wanted; it was how they felt, so it was how they wanted to look.

"Hey big boy" said Kaye, walking up brazenly to Bryan.

"Hey babe" he replied.

"What do you say we go on back to your room, and make love?"

"Not her!" cried Julia. "Take me!"

"No, me!" cried Sarah.

"Oh please, take me! I *need* you" said Heather, who was already trying to pull down Bryan's zipper.

This was better than he had ever expected. When Zyara told him that they would all be slutty girls when their transformations were done, he had never suspected that they'd all want to do him, right away.

Heather, who used to be Jeff, was beside herself. She was looking at this man, and she just needed him now! It wasn't fair that he was toying with her like this.

"You've got me all wet" she whispered into his ear, as she licked it. "I need you inside me. Now!"

Over the objections of the other four girls, Bryan took Heather to his bedroom and closed the door.

 

A few moments later, as Heather laid on her back with her legs spread wide open, waves of pleasure rolled through her upon feeling him enter her. This is what she lived for! This was everything to her!

She remembered everything from her former life as Jeff, but none of it mattered. Only this. She needed sex, and she knew that as soon as she caught her breath from being with Bryan, that she would already need it again.

"Deeper" she said. "Pinch my nipples. Suck on them. Ooh, you're so big!"

She moaned with pleasure as he rocked on top of her. When he exploded inside her, she felt disappointed. She had hoped he would last longer. She needed to get dressed so she could get out of there, and find a real man who could last longer than three minutes.

* * *

 

Bryan went to the bathroom in the basement to clean up after he was done with Heather.

"So, what do you think?" asked Zyara.

"You're a genius!" he said. "It worked better than I could ever have imagined! I named Jeff 'Heather', and I just got laid. And the other four are waiting in line for me. Wow."

"You've had your fun Bryan" she replied. "I would recommend that you release the spell now. Remember how I told you that revenge spells can come back to haunt you if you over do it."

"Yes, but the night is still young. After I recover a bit, I'm going to screw a couple more. Maybe a two on one. This will be the best night of my life."

"It is your choice. The power of the spell is yours to end, but I would recommend doing it now."

"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind" said Bryan, turning to head back upstairs. Zyara shook her head. They never listened.

* * *

 

Back in the living room, Bryan grabbed a beer bottle. He didn't want to take a chance of drinking from a glass that might be contaminated with the potion. He sat on the couch between Julia and Courtney, his hands on their breasts. They were all over him, salivating at the chance to get laid as soon as they could.

Sarah was dancing wildly to the music, and was feeling hot. She grabbed her glass, and took a deep drink. Then she saw Bryan on the couch between those two tramps. She wanted him, and they didn't deserve to be next! She rushed over to him, and gave him a big kiss, right on the lips. She stuck her tongue into his mouth, and she felt a warm surge between her legs as he responded in kind.

Bryan liked this aggressive behavior. He loved kissing like this, but most girls wouldn't let him do it. Sarah tasted wonderful, a light fruity taste. Her lipstick was all over him, and he got up to go to the bathroom to wipe it off. His mouth was wet from her juiciness, and he licked his lips.

As looked in the mirror and started to wipe off the lipstick, but as he stared, he realized something. His lips looked fuller and poutier with it on. He found a tube of lipstick that one of the girls had left on the counter, and he put it on his face. There, much better.

He picked up the mascara next, and applied it too. It made his eyes look so much prettier and flirtatious. Before long, he had a face full of makeup, just like the girls.

Just like the girls, why would he do that? He felt a tingle between his legs, and gasped as he saw something in the mirror. Breasts.

He was changing, just like the other girls had. He realized that he must have picked up some of the potion from the punch that Sarah had just drank before she sucked his face. She had infected him! And now he was starting to change, just like they had.

Bryan tried not to panic.

"Think!" he said out loud, in his already altered voice. He put his hands on his head, as if to try and keep his thoughts straight, and to keep the ever lengthening blond hair from continuing to spill out of him. But it was too late. He already had quite a rack on his chest, and he was being turned on by his own hourglass figure.

"I can stop it" he thought. If he repeated the words that Zyara had taught him, he could stop the spell. But to his amazement, the more that he became female, the more he *liked* it. It was inconceivable that he would like being a woman, but with each passing moment, he felt more and more excited. He felt hot and sexy. He *loved* it.

Instead of being revolting, his large breasts made him feel attractive, and he longed to have them suckled. Instead of being horrified by his wide hips and round butt, he couldn't wait to get into a dress to show them off. And instead of feeling dread because he had a pussy between his legs now, he felt *proud* of it. It made him a woman. He was glad he had a warm wet slit between his legs, because now he could have sex. And he really wanted it.

And anyway, it was too late to undo the spell, because he couldn't remember the words. All that he could think of now was...sex. He *needed* it, and bad. He needed to be laid. He felt himself get wet between his legs. There was any empty spot there now, which needed to be filled. A longing that only could be satisfied in bed with a man. The very thought made him get even more excited. He needed it, and now!

"I need something sexier to wear" he said, walking back into the living room with a sexy strut. The other girls giggled as they saw him tearing his clothes off as fast as he could. Soon, he was naked in front of them, but he didn't care.

"I think I'll call you 'Bambi', because you're such a dear" said Sarah.

"Ooh, I like that. Bambi. Very pretty" she replied, already knowing inside and accepting that she was a girl.

Bambi put on her bra, and pulled up her panties. The red dress looked appealing to her, so she slipped it on. There; now she felt much better.

"Come on girls, lets go get some guys!" she cried, and they all followed her out the door.

* * *

 

A few hours later, Bambi and her girlfriends were comparing notes.

"I bagged three guys" bragged Courtney. "One in the bathroom, one in the alley, and this one really nice guy took me to his car."

"That's nothing" said Sarah. "I did five. And I gave BJ's to two others. They gave me their phone numbers, and they want to see me again tomorrow!"

"Wow, you're lucky" said Heather. "I only had two guys, but I got one of them to go down on me."

"You did? How?" asked Julia.

"I just asked. And he did it! Can you believe it? To have sex with me, a guy will do almost anything."

"I had one guy give me $50, and he told me to go buy myself something nice" said Bambi.

"This is *so* fun" said Kaye. "I'm going to do this every night from now on."

"Me too" added Sarah. "And I might find a nice guy, and move in with him. I'd still have some boys on the side of course. Just one man can't satisfy a girl like me, you know."

"You said it sister!" said Heather.

 

Suddenly, the room felt a cold chill. A breeze blew through the curtains, and the lights seemed to dim. The girls all screamed when they looked up and saw a man in dark robes, with a hood pulled over his head.

"Do not be afraid. I am Zylan, father of Zyara. My daughter has put you into a powerful spell against your will."

He motioned for Courtney to step over to him. She obeyed him. He put his hand on her head, and mumbled words in a language they could not understand.

"I have freed your mind. You can think again. Tell me: what do you choose for your destiny? You can stay as you are now, or return to normal."

"I want to be me again!" said Courtney, suddenly appalled at her current condition. She could think clearly now, with thoughts of constant sex having been driving from her mind.

Zylan gave her a sip of a clear liquid, and in seconds, before their eyes, she started to change back to normal. When the change was complete, Ray looked foolish wearing women's clothes. He quickly stripped down naked, and put on his own clothes, which were still in a pile on the floor. The four remaining girls all gasped. They wanted him, badly!

Zylan repeated the process with Kaye, Heather, Julia and Sarah. When they were returned to their natural selves, they too put their own clothes on. They were touching themselves all over, relieved to be back in their own bodies, with their own minds.

"As for you" said Zylan to Bambi, "you are the one who corrupted my daughter, and brought on this great evil. Misuse of powers almost ruined my people once, and I cannot allow it to happen again. Because of what you have done, you will live out the remainder of your days in your present form.

Although most of the thoughts in Bambi's head were overridden by her thoughts of sex, the part of her that had been Bryan realized what Zylan had just said: Bryan was now stuck, for the rest of his life, being a woman. He would be a girl forever. Bryan's female sex drive was so overpowering though, that the momentary dread faded as she checked out the guys. She wanted them. Now!

"And all of you will not remember me. I was never here. You do not remember me or my daughter. There is no magic."

He waved his hand, and they all froze in place. After he left, the all suddenly started moving again.

Bambi looked at the five angry looking men who were surrounding her.

"I want you. Each and every one of you" she said. She was so excited that she had five men like this all to herself.

They all looked at her. She was one hot chick. And what better way to revenge themselves upon 'Bryan' than to screw her, over and over? They were excited, as she rubbed up against them with her rear, doing a bump and grind dance.

"Who's first?" she said.

  

  

  

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