Bewitched

by Jennifer White

 

Jeremy took a deep breath. It was going to take all of his courage to do what he needed to do. He was about to go speak with a real witch, and ask her to help him. When he told her what he wanted, it could be the most embarrassing moment of his life. If she was mean and cruel, she could make his life a living hell. But this was his only hope.

On his thirtieth birthday, Jeremy had an epiphany. He realized something about himself. Ever since he was young, he had loved to dress up as a girl. Even now, he had a large collection of clothes, and he wore them all the time, along with shoes, makeup, a wig... the whole works. But now he realized: he didn't just want to dress as a girl. That wasn't good enough anymore. He wanted to be a girl, for real.

He had seriously looked into getting "the operation". But it turned out to be a very onerous process. First, they wanted him to live as a woman for a full year, before they'd even consider it. How would he go to work one day, and tell his boss that the next day he was coming in as a woman? No, if he had the surgery, he'd need to quit his job. But then, how would he ever be able to pay for it?

And then there was the fact that he was six foot three, well build, muscular and manly? Even with fake boobs on his chest, his large shoulders would look out of place, if he tried to dress up as a woman. His face was too course. He just did not have the body that was needed for him to undergo everything he'd need through surgery.

Wishing did him no good either. Sometimes he felt like he was in the depths of despair. Until he discovered that just out of town, there was a real witch. He had overheard two women talking in a store, when they thought they were alone. He was looking at skirts, so he could pick up one for himself. He'd of course lie, and say it was for his girlfriend. But it was for him.

He was trying to keep out of the sight of others, because it was embarrassing for him to be shopping for women's clothes. And so the two never saw him. But he was able to hear every word they said. He had snooped around, and he knew that this was the right place. He took another deep breath, and rang the doorbell.

"Hello?" said the lady who opened the door.

Jeremy was suddenly filled with doubt. This woman didn't look like one expected a witch to look. She was tall, slender, perhaps in her forties. She was pretty. She was bright. Not an old woman, or a green-skinned hag. No, she was a slightly better than average looking woman with a pleasant smile.

"Hello" he said at last. "I sure hope I'm at the right place. I'm looking for someone who can help me."

"I'm not in the business of helping" said the woman, as she eyed Jeremy with suspicion.

"If you are who and what I think you are" he said, "Then you'll be able to see that I am sincere, and I am begging you to please help me. You're the only one who can do anything for me, in my situation."

The woman stared at him, and Jeremy realized the he was blushing bright red. If this woman was not a witch after all, then he would just die from embarrassment. He looked up at her, but he could not maintain eye contact. That was too hard for him.

"It takes a very brave man to approach a witch. There was a time that many women in my order might have turned you into a frog just for daring to be so presumptuous."

Jeremy gulped. He had never considered that she might take offense, and cast a spell to do something evil to him.

"I'm sorry" he said. "I don't mean to bother you. It's just that.... I need your help, and you are my very last hope."

"As I told you, I'm not in the business of helping others. If I did that, there would such a constant stream of people coming to my door! Heavens, I'd never get any work done."

Jeremy had come this far. He was not about to give up.

 

"What if I could do something for you?" he asked.

"And just what could you do for me?" replied the woman.

"Anything. Anything you ask. Please, I'll do anything, if you can help me!"

Jeremy actually fell down to his knees, and clinched his hands together. He looked up at her with sad eyes. She stared at him for over a minute, not speaking. He decided that if she rejected him, he was going to get back in his car, and just drive as far away as he could. He didn't know where he'd go, he'd just keep going forever, until he faded away somewhere.

 

"All right. Stand up. Come inside" said the woman at last. Jeremy was too shocked or too elated to speak. He stood up, and went inside. The door shut all by itself, and he heard it click and lock, as the woman pointed at it. She was a witch! She did have magical powers!

"Now tell me Jeremy" she said. "Why is it that you want to be a woman?"

Now he was truly shocked. How did she know his name? And how did she know what he wanted? Could she really read his mind? He knew that he must be honest with her. Perhaps she was testing him.

"I have always wanted to be a girl" he said. "Ever since I was little, I liked to dress up as one. In my heart, I've always felt that I should have been born as a girl. I feel stuck in this male body. I don't belong here! I need to be who I really am. A woman."

In a way, it was a huge relief for him to say that. He had never revealed his deepest desire to anyone before. Now it was off his chest, and the person he told could actually help him! She could wave her wand, or whatever witches did, and bang! He'd be a woman. The first thing he'd do, would be to go downtown, to the bar where girls went, when they were hunting other girls. He'd go there, find a willing female partner, and take her home. By nightfall, he'd be making love to a woman, as a woman.

The woman looked at him. Her eyes seemed to burn, even though they were dark black. They were so penetrating! He felt like she was looking right through him.

"My name is Cassandra" she said at long last. "And as you have correctly guess, I am a witch. I do have many powers, and it would be possible for me to turn you into a real woman. Are you certain that this is what you really want? It may not be what you think."

"Oh Cassandra!" said Jeremy. "I do want to be a woman, so much. I understand all that comes with it. I know that nothing will be the same. I know that I'll have to deal with things like periods and such. But this is what I want. With all my heart."

She continued to stare at him.

"I will turn you into a woman" she announced.

Jeremy almost cried, he was so excited and happy.

"But as I said, I am not in the business of fixing other people's problems. Not for free. If I am to help you, then you are going to have to give something of yourself to me."

"Yes, of course" he said. "I'll do anything!"

"You are asking for a major spell. As such, it will not be cheap. If I am going to turn you into a woman, then you need to pay me back in equal worth."

Jeremy nodded, waiting on pins and needles to hear what her price was.

"In exchange for my spell, you will serve me as my slave" said Cassandra. "You will be mine for a period of one calendar year. Tonight is the full moon known as the harvest moon. When the light of the next harvest moon shines down upon the earth, you will become a free woman. But until then, you will be completely mine."

One year! That was far more than he ever imagined she'd ask for. But this was for real. It would be worth it.

"I agree to your terms" he said.

"I'm not done yet" scolded Cassandra. "Do not interrupt me again! As I was saying, you will be my slave for one entire year. In that time, you will obey me in all things. No matter what I order you to do, you will do it. No questions, no arguments, nothing. If you ever fail to obey me, or you ever question my orders, then you will belong to me forever."

"You mean..."

"Yes. I will not tolerate disobedience in any form. If you don't do what I tell you, when I tell you and how I tell you, then you forfeit your freedom, and you will remain my slave for the rest of your days. Consider your answer well! You may not like some of the things I order you to do. If you cannot totally give yourself to me, then you will find yourself forever as my slave."

"I will do it" said Jeremy. "It is that important to me."

"So be it!" said Cassandra. "We will begin the spell immediately. I have plans for you already. Important plans."

She started to walk out of the room, and Jeremy followed her, keeping several steps behind. Part of him was overjoyed. He was about to become a real woman! But part of him was apprehensive. he was going to have to be her slave for a year, which was sure to include difficult tasks. Maybe she'd try to trick him, and get him to disobey, so he could become hers forever. But he'd have to deal with that when the time came.

Cassandra led him into the basement. There, she lit a dozen candles, and turned out the lights. The room they were in was windowless, so the only illumination now was the candles. The floor was bare cement. Cassandra's hand suddenly held a piece of chalk. She bent over, and drew a circle on the ground. Then she drew a star within it.

"Remove all of your clothes, and kneel at the center" she said, pointing to the middle of the circle. Jeremy stepped into the circle after removing everything. He lowered himself to his knees. He felt completely vulnerable now. Cassandra seemed so self assured and powerful. He felt weak.

Cassandra made a gesture in the air. Suddenly, something started to form out of midair, and appear in her hands. Jeremy shuddered when he recognized it: a strap-on! It was jet black and quite large, with a very realistic shape. She placed it on the floor, put her legs through, and pulled it up onto herself. She reached down and tightened the straps on the sides, so that it stayed firmly in place.

Now she faced Jeremy, and he could not take his eyes off of it. He was truly frightened! He wanted to be a woman, but he wanted to be with another woman. Seeing her looking as if she had a large penis was something he was not prepared for. She now seemed to be even more powerful, and felt even weaker. He tried to steel himself. A woman shouldn't be weak; she should be strong. But seeing Cassandra looking as if she had a raging hard-on made him shudder again.

Now Cassandra started to chant in a language that Jeremy could not understand. Yet it sounded almost familiar, as if it was something ancient and something that was far back in his memory, just out of reach. He stared at Cassandra, mesmerized as she began to cast the spell.

His eyes were drawn to the strap-on she was wearing. It started to glow a cold angry electric blue. The room seemed to go darker, as if the candles were deferring to the light and the aura emanating from Cassandra. Jeremy felt a deep shiver go through his entire body. Cassandra was radiating with power now. True power. He stared at her helplessly.

"I know you want to be with a woman" she said. "And I know that you don't like boys. But this is necessary. I need you to open your mouth for me, and suck on my penis like you mean it. My penis will be the conduit between you and femininity. As you suck, you'll be sucking the maleness out of yourself. And what maleness leaves you will be replaced by its female counterpart. Now open up, so you can become a girl."

Jeremy was quivering. He hated to have to do this, but as she said, it was necessary. Never in his imagination, even when he dreamed for hours that he was a woman, did he ever consider being with a man. Now he was about to let the symbol of manhood into his mouth. His eyes were wide open, filled with a deep inner fear, as Cassandra moved closer. He opened his mouth just a little, and she pressed forward, so that the tip of her strap-on penis was on his lips.

"Open wide for me" she said. "You need to let it all in, if you're going to become a girl."

Jeremy's eyes were bugging out of his head. He felt so scared. But this was what he needed to do, in order to make his dream come true. Slowly, he opened his mouth further, so Cassandra could put more of the large fake penis into him. She slid forward gently, until he could feel it fill his entire mouth, as the tip touched the back of his throat.

The blue glow from it seemed to run right through him, and he tingled all over. He lost all sense of weight and physical being, it was as if he was reduced to just a spirit now.

"Now it is time for you to suck on me" said Cassandra gently. "Suck hard! You are sucking out your maleness! Do it like you mean it. You only have a few minutes before the spell ends. This is your chance to become a real woman. Get busy, unless you want to be trapped as a man forever."

That was all that Jeremy needed to get him over his inhibitions. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and sucked hard. As he did so, he could feel a wonderful warm sensation run through him. It was like a gentle softness surrounded him now, touching him all over, caressing every part of his body.

It reminded him of how his penis felt when he made love with a woman; as it slid in, it was engulfed in the warm softness of her vagina. Now it felt like all of him was being touched in the same way; as if every inch of his body had become as sensitive as his penis, and all of him was being gently stimulated.

He took another breath, and sucked again, even harder. He could hear Cassandra moaning softly. It must have felt good for her too. The more he sucked, the better it felt. He raised his hands to grab on to her strap-on, and he hungrily went at it now. He slid his head back and forth, to slide her in and out of his mouth as he sucked.

"Now use your tongue too" whispered Cassandra. "And give more attention to the tip."

Jeremy did as she asked, and he was rewarded by wave after delicious wave of pleasure that washed over him. Cassandra continued to moan as he used his tongue on the tip, right where the widest part tapered down to the shaft like the edge of a mushroom.

It was funny, when he had first let her into his mouth, the strap-on had felt very cold, almost icy. Now it had warmed up, and it even felt hot to him. At first, it had tasted like plastic in his mouth, but now there was just a soft taste, not unpleasant at all. And most of all, as it had warmed up, it had become much softer and pliable. Instead of rigid plastic, it now had some give to it. He could feel it give just a little, as his tongue worked the edge of the head.

"The man who was known as Jeremy is forever gone" said Cassandra. "He no longer exists. In his place is a woman named Diane. You are a woman now. You are Diane."

Jeremy was elated to hear this! He wanted to stop sucking on Cassandra, so he could check out his new body. But he could not; it seemed that the spell had worked him into a fever pitch, and all he could do was to suck harder, sliding her into his mouth faster and faster.

Suddenly, two things happened at once. Cassandra let out a wail, a cry of relief and joy all at once. And at the same moment, Jeremy felt the penis in his mouth shudder in a huge spasm, followed by a warm splash on the back of his throat. It was as if Cassandra had came! It hit him like a sledgehammer, making his head spin, almost knocking him back physically. It was so powerful! He looked up at her, seeing her smiling, her eyes closed, as she enjoyed an inner pleasure.

"It has been many years since I last felt a male orgasm" she said. "Not as nice as the female variety, but not all bad either."

Jeremy looked up at her as she withdrew back a step. His eyes were bugging out of his head. A few minutes ago, she had been standing there wearing a strap-on. But now, it looked like she had a real penis, still full, erect, and up-pointed. He felt the floating sensation start to withdraw from him, and gravity start to take hold again.

Everything was different now. He was awash in so many new sensations! There was a weight on his chest for one thing. Or the tickle of hair on his shoulders. Or the fact that his skin was all like new, soft and smooth all over, sensing the world in a completely different way.

His sense of balance felt off; his center of gravity had shifted. His hips were wider, his shoulders much smaller, his arms tiny and thin instead of large and muscular. His chiseled jaw was now soft, with a pointy chin. His cheekbones were more prominent, his hands much smaller than before, and his wrists tiny. From head to toe, every aspect of him had changed, and as his brain started to receive input from his new body, he felt dizzy, and on the verge of passing out.

Everything was so different, so new! He barely even noticed how it felt not to have anything down there between his legs. There was a gaping emptiness there now, with just soft pink mound of flesh with a slit running down the center. A slit that led to a small hole like a pipeline that ran up inside him, leading to new organs his body had never known.

Past his new cervix, his uterus waited, and higher up still fallopian tubes attached it to his new ovaries. Although he didn't realize it, at that very moment an egg was flowing down the fallopian tube, heading towards his uterus. He didn't know this, but Cassandra did.

It was all that Jeremy could do, just to remember to breathe. That made it all too easy for Cassandra to gently push him back, so that he was now laying on the ground, facing to the ceiling. He noticed the decorations there for the first time; a painting depicting the cosmos, the orbits of the plants, the major stars in the sky, and the milky way. The stars seemed to shimmer in a blue light as they looked down on him.

He couldn't even talk, as Cassandra gently spread his legs apart. She got down on her knees, right in front of him, and she reached down to touch him on the lips of his new labia. The penis that stood out incongruously between her legs was still as hard as a rock, and she gently pushed the tip of it into the space between the lips of Jeremy's labia.

She leaded forward gently, sliding herself into his fresh virgin vagina. Already weak and dizzy, Jeremy's head now exploded with new sensations of pleasure that he had never even imagined, as the nerves in his brand new female body transmitted delightful sensations to the core of his brain.

Cassandra knew a woman's body of course, being one herself. She knew where to touch Jeremy, and how much pressure to apply. She knew which places would bring him to a higher level of arousal, and how she could make him feel things that only a woman could experience.

She started to slowly build up a rhythm, thrusting her hips forward harder and harder, as she leaned down and started to suck on the nipple of Jeremy's new large breast. Jeremy's mouth was gaping open, as he moaned in pleasure. His eyes were rolling back up into his head, as the tip of Cassandra's large penis hit his clit again and again, as she slid in and out.

He felt so sensitive down between his legs! When Cassandra at last let out a moan of her own, he could feel every twitch and every throb from her penis, as she released another enormous load into him. She collapsed onto him, exhausted. He could feel his legs wrap around her and his arms, as he felt the need to be closer to her.

"As we speak" said Cassandra, breathlessly, "the sperm I have released into your body is making its way towards the egg that your ovaries just released. Any second now, my sperm will join with your egg, where it will join up, merging genetic material together. It will then attach to your uterine wall, where it will start to take nourishment from you."

Jeremy looked at her, with that same frightened bug-eyed look.

"That's right my dear. You are pregnant. You're going to have my baby! You are going to be a mommy. You've only been a woman for a few minutes, and already you've started to have the ultimate feminine experience, the thing that makes us women, the thing that our bodies were designed for. You are going to give birth to a little baby girl."

It was all too much for Jeremy. He was far too overwhelmed for his brain to take in any more. All of the new sensations, all of the new feelings, the thought of really being a woman now, and then this latest revelation from Cassandra, that he was now pregnant. He gulped for air, and passed out.

Cassandra stood up and laughed out loud.

"Sleep well my pretty little girl. When you awake, a whole new life awaits you."

 

* * *

 

When Jeremy came back to consciousness, laying on his back, he had to tell himself that it wasn't all just a dream. It wasn't. He could feel the weight upon his chest. Normally he slept on his stomach, but that was going to be all but impossible now. He reached up and put his hands onto his new boobs. They were huge!

They were bigger than his hands in fact. Not saggy at all, but nice and firm. He looked at them, and was amazed at how large his nipples seemed, and at the ring of darker color around them, which must have been five inches across. He could not help but to stare at his new boobs in awe and wonder.

His new skin felt so soft, no matter where he touched himself! It was so wonderful. He stared at his hands now. They were so small! His fingers so thin! And what tiny little wrists he had now. He ran his hands down his stomach, feeling such wonderment that the thick mat of hair he used to have was gone.

He pulled off his covers so he could see the rest of his body. His legs were so long and so smooth! They felt so different from the legs on his old body, where were more muscular. These legs were strong, but far more flexible. And since they were set into much wider hips, he'd be able to cross his legs that special way that women did, which big men like his former self just could not do.

He stared at the little tuft of hair he had down where is legs parted. Below that lied his new pussy. He could not see his pussy though, just the neatly trimmed patch of hair. He reached down there with his fingers, and lightly touched himself on the soft mound of pink he had between his legs.

He felt dizzy from pleasure. No more of that awful penis getting in the way. No more sack dangling below it, taking up useless space and hurting when hit. Now, there was just a wonderful thing, a pussy. He felt so happy that he started to cry. He sniffled, and wiped away his tear. He was a woman now. It was so real, and so true.

He couldn't help but to let his finger wander down into the slit between his legs, and explore. He had made love with several woman in his lifetime, so he knew what it looked and felt like from the outside. But now, this was his pussy that he was touching! And it felt better than he could describe. He let out a sigh as he find a nice spot with the tip of his finger.

He smiled, and threw back his head. He just loved how his new body felt! Every touch was a new adventure, as he discovered so many different sensations. He was all curvy now, his left hand gliding down the side of his hip, and towards his thigh, as the finger on his right hand gently massaged his clit.

"Oooh" he said, as he reached a climax. It was just a "small" one, but, like, wow! He couldn't believe how good it felt! He kept on touching himself, until he reached two more peaks of pleasure. But by then, he felt a little sensitive, and he had to gently remove his finger from inside his pussy. He just laid there smile for several minutes, panting, and basking in the afterglow of his glorious orgasms.

Now he stood up. It felt funny. His balance was different in this new body, with an unfamiliar center of gravity. The large boobs on the top felt so different than he ever imagined! He of course had stuffed his bra before, but nothing could prepare him for how it felt to have real breasts on his chest, full and firm.

There was a dresser against the wall. He opened up the drawer and smiled as she saw the array of undergarments. He picked out a pair of little pink panties first. They were so small and so cute, with a light pink lacy trim and a little bow in the front. He pulled them on, and savored how it felt to have them laying flat against him in the front, caressing his special female spot with soft silk and lace.

Next, he took out a matching bra. It was the same color of pink, with lots of frills and lace across the cups. It featured wide straps across the shoulders, designed to support the weight of very large breasts. Jeremy had worn a bra many times before, so it would easy enough to fasten onto him. But the would be the first time he'd have something on his chest to hold it up. It was a "shelf bra", which would mostly support him from below, leaving the top of his boobs exposed, so he could wear something revealing with it. He felt shivers all over as he prepared to put it on.

As slipped his arms under the straps, the soft cups wrapped around his big boobs. His nipples were hard and stiff from the cold, and it was almost arousing to feel the soft inner lining of the bra rubbing against them. He fastened the bra behind his back, and felt the shoulder straps start to dig in, as they supported the weight of his boobs. He looked in the mirror, and he was so happy that he felt like crying.

In the closet, there were all sorts of clothes. With his new body, he'd look good in anything. But Jeremy really wanted to see himself in a skirt. He picked out a white one, tight and short. He undid the zipper and put his feet inside of it. Now he pulled it up his long smooth legs. It was a little tight getting past the wide curve of his hips, but that was by design.

The skirt was very narrow up at the top. He pulled it up until he could close it around his narrow waist. He pulled up the zipper, squirming a bit to get it completely closed. Now he looked in the mirror. Wow! The skirt really showed off his wide hips. It didn't even come down to the knee, and the way it narrowed as it went up to his waist was awesome. It was taught across the front, as it was so tight. He smiled, as he went to the closet to select a sweater.

There was no question which one he needed: the pink one with the deep V neck. He slipped into it, and pulled it down. It just barely came to where the top of his skirt ended. Being in such a tight sweater, it seemed to make his boobs stand out even more. The V cut of the neckline allowed for a generous view of his cleavage. He pulled out his long hair, which had been caught inside the sweater as he pulled it on. As his long hair settled back down on his shoulders, he couldn't help but to smile.

He found the shoe rack in the closet, and picked out a pair of pink heels, all strappy and open. He put them on, and closed the straps. How awesome it felt to be standing there in heels! With his little feet, he could actually fit into heels now. His old feet were far too large, and he had never been able to find something that fit before.

Now he stood before the mirror. He had never felt so happy in all of his life. He had dressed up as a woman many times before, but he had always felt ridiculous, seeing his manly image in women's clothes. But now he had the right body. He was hot. He was sexy. He was a woman.

Jeremy hummed as he put on his makeup and jewelry. Now he was complete. From head to toe, he was a vision of loveliness. Every movement brought him new wonderful sensations. The feel of the sides of his breasts, as the rubbed against the inside of his arms. The way it felt to walk, with nothing dangling between his legs. The way it felt to cross his legs like a woman.

Even breathing was wonderful, feeling the rise and fall of the boobs on his chest. The world felt different. And he had never been so full of joy. Everything was right in the world, now that he was female.

 

There was a knock on the door. A few moments later, Cassandra entered.

"Nice outfit" she said.

"Thank you" said Jeremy. He just loved the sound of the feminine voice coming out when he spoke! It was so high pitched, so melodic, so pleasing to his ears. "And thank you so much for doing this for me. You don't know how happy you've made me."

"We shall see if you still thank me" said Cassandra. "You have much to learn. I am going to give you all day today to adjust to your new self, before your service to me begins. I came here to tell you a few things. First of all, no matter what happens, I am not going to send you back. You are a woman forever now, and nothing can ever change that."

"I'm glad. I'd never want to go back" said Jeremy, with full conviction in is heart.

"I sure hope so for your sake. Secondly, over the next nine months, I expect for you to take very good care of yourself. You are pregnant, carrying my child. I want her to be born healthy and happy. You are eating and drinking for two now. Do you understand?"

"Yes" said Jeremy, timidly. He hadn't really yet contemplated the fact that he was pregnant.

"That means no alcoholic drinks" said Cassandra. "And no junk food. You need to stay on a healthy diet. Now that you're a woman, you won't burn off food as quickly as you did when you were a man. And the hormones you'll be flooded with as your pregnancy goes on, will make your body want to store fat. Be careful what you eat."

"Yes Ma'am!" said Jeremy, who had no intention of ruining his perfect new body by overeating.

"Next," said Cassandra, "Starting tomorrow, I am going to be giving you tasks to do. Some of them may be things that you find enjoyable. But some jobs may be things you hate and detest. But it does not matter what you think about them, you are serving me. Do not question me or my motives. If I ask you to do something, just do it. I will not tolerate insubordination. Do you understand?"

"Yes" said Jeremy. There was a tinge of fear in his voice.

"As long as you are carrying my child, you will not be harmed" said Cassandra. "But once you give birth to her, if you have caused me to become angry, well, you can imagine the many punishments I could inflict upon you. Do not test me; I don't have the time or the patience."

"I understand" said Jeremy. "I'll follow your orders."

"Good. See that you do. I can see that you've found your wardrobe and your cosmetics. You had better practice some more, your face needs work. Have you found what I left for you in your night stand drawer?"

"No" said Jeremy.

"Then go take a look" replied Cassandra, with a wicked grin on her face.

Jeremy strutted to the night stand, his hips naturally swaying from side to side as he took tight little steps in his high heel shoes. He opened up the drawer, and gasped. Inside, there were a dozen different dildos and vibrators. They were all very realistic looking, and they all seemed so large!

"You had better get to know your new pussy" said Cassandra. "Do yourself a favor, and pick one out. Do yourself right now, and then again tonight."

"I'll do it" said Jeremy, who selected one that didn't seem to scary.

"You're in a woman's body now" said Cassandra. "You tell me that inside, you always felt like you were a woman. So can I share something with you now, woman to woman?"

"Certainly!" said Jeremy, eager to show her that he was truly female inside.

"All of those dildos used to be men. The one you're holding in your hand now had cheated on his wife, repeatedly. Even after being warned, he screwed around with another woman. So I turned him into a dildo. He spends his days stuck in a drawer touching a bunch of other dicks, and on the occasion that he is set free, it is to be a sex toy for a girl like you. Then back in the drawer for him."

"That's awful!" said Jeremy. "I mean, what he did and all. I guess he does deserve to be punished."

"Think of that when you do yourself with him" said Cassandra. "Remember that you're punishing him for being a bad boy. He'll learn his lesson in time."

"Will you ever set him free?" asked Jeremy, with a hint of compassion in his voice.

"It depends. I could change him into something much worse, although I think this is the most fitting. I thought of turning him into a woman, and putting him to work in a brothel. But then he'd get pleasure from laying on his back and getting screwed. This way, he's just a piece of plastic and rubber, unable to feel. Every day he suffers. I don't know if he'll ever go free."

Cassandra turned to go.

"What time is dinner?" asked Jeremy. "I mean, I'll be careful what I eat, but I should have something for the baby."

"I'll ring for you when it is time. When you hear a bell, come to the dining room. That is all for now."

Jeremy felt a chill go through him. The dildo he still held in his hand used to be a man. If he displeased her, he could end up like that, or worse! He sat down. He had just promised her that he'd do himself with the dildo. He knew better than trying to lie to her. He was going to have to do it now, even though he knew he was holding something that used to be a man.

Suddenly, he felt another chill. There was something about the dildo that he could feel. He could feel it crying out, as if in pain. And as he did so, he suddenly realized something else. He was getting the same signals from his other clothes! It came to him in a flash: the bra he was wearing used to be a man too! And the panties. And his skirt. He was wearing an outfit that was made up of men who had done something to anger Cassandra, and had been punished by being turned into a piece of clothes!

 

"These clothes...." he said.

"You can feel it? How wonderful! You must have been very much a woman inside, to be able to pick up so subtle of a perception already. I may have misjudged you."

"Cassandra, do I have to wear clothes that used to be men? This is kind of freaking me out" said Jeremy.

"Yes child, you do. As you adjust to being a woman, you'll soon come to despise most men. And then you'll understand that they deserve what they got. Let me remind you, you're treading on dangerous ground! You're coming awfully close to questioning what I told you to do."

"It won't happen again" said Jeremy, who was too filled with horror to even contemplate crossing her!

"See that it doesn't" she said, as she turned, left the room, and closed the door behind her.

 

Jeremy was now eager to get out of the clothes he was wearing. Soon, they laid on the floor in a pile, while his eyes turned towards the dildo laying on the bed. He was going to need to use it on himself. And so he laid down on his back, and spread his legs wide open.

Just the sight of seeing his perfect new female body was enough to make him feel all excited and aroused. And in his new body, that meant that he felt a surge of wetness on the inside, as his pussy started to lubricate. He took the dildo in his hand, and started to run the tip of it along the lips of his labia. When it went just over his clit, he felt something inside of him, something that made him lose his inhibitions, and start to explore his new body further.

He forgot for the moment that the dildo he now held in his hands used to be a man. All he could think of was the building anticipation he felt, with the growing desire to put it into his vagina, and feel the sheer pleasure. He slipped it into himself, and a soft moan escaped his lips. It felt so good! Better than anything he could ever explain in words.

He slid it out a bit, and the tip of it hit him in just the right spot. He slid it in. Wow, it felt so good! Without thinking of it, he started to build up a rhythm, pushing the dildo in and out of his pussy, until he reached a fever pitch. Explosions inside of him made him scream out load in pleasure. He was overwhelmed! He had three female orgasms before he finally had to stop, and to pull it out. Wow. He panted, breathlessly.

"Sorry" he said to the dildo. "You must have done something very bad to deserve this. I hope you enjoyed my pussy as much as I enjoyed you. I'll be using you again, soon!"

Jeremy slipped the dildo back into the drawer, and shut it tight. He didn't want to have to even look at the rest of the contents. It freaked him out too much.

He was cold, and so he dressed up, even though he knew the terrible truth about his wardrobe. All of the intimate objects in his closet used to be men. Every piece of clothes he was wearing was a living man, who had dome something to anger Cassandra, and had been punished by being transformed. He hoped his panties were happy to be wrapped around his pussy. He guessed though that if he was ever a piece of female clothes, he'd hope to be the bra, wrapped around a set of boobs like his!

Jeremy heard a bell ring. Cassandra wanted him. He put on his shoes, and went out to join her for dinner.

 

* * *

 

The next morning, Jeremy woke up with mixed feelings. On the one hand, he was finally a beautiful woman, as he had dreamed of his entire life. He was a gorgeous knockout, with a perfect body, pretty face, and huge boobs. He had a wide selection of pretty clothes to choose from, and a drawer full of dildos.

In fact, he had done himself twice more the night before. Just as with the clothes, he was able to hear the cries from the dildo as they laid in the drawer. But they wanted to be used. They wanted to be up inside his pussy. That was what they lived for. And he was happy to oblige them.

But there was also the feelings of doubt. Was he really going to be able to be a real woman, and deal with real female issues and problems? What about female emotions? How were the hormones in his system going to effect his heart and his mind? Would he stay the same, or would he change? How would he handle being pregnant?

And then there was the worst feeling of them all: the dread of what he was going to have to do for the next year. Cassandra wanted him to start serving her on this day. What was she going to expect from him? Was it going to be painful? Humiliating? Was he going to have to be her maid? Or run her chores for her? He was quite unsure.

He got dressed in a pair of tight jeans, and a fuzzy white sweater that was so tight that it seemed to be painted on. He put on his makeup, and he liked how it came out. As Cassandra had suggested, he had practiced several times the night before. He put on his jewelry, sprayed himself with perfume, stepped into a pair of pumps, and went out to see Cassandra.

"There you are Diane. Right on time" she said.

Diane. It would take some time for Jeremy to associate that as his name. And to associate himself as a 'her'.

"As you know," continued Cassandra, "Today you begin your service to me. Each day you will report to me, and I will explain to you what your tasks are. Some will be easy for you. Some will be difficult. Some you will enjoy, some you will detest."

Jeremy stood there staring at her, wondering which it would be today.

"There is a man who I need your help with" said Cassandra. "He is married, with two young children, but he has been cheating on his wife. It was decided by the council that I am to deal with him, and to punish him. You are going to help me. In addition, we you will help me punish his mistress, for knowingly cheating with a married me. Here is what you are going to do...."

As Cassandra laid out the details of the plan, Jeremy's eyes were almost bugging out of his head.

 

* * *

 

Jeremy sat there in the dark tavern. He wore a trench coat over his outfit, along with a wide brimmed hat. He kept his head down as he took a sip from his glass of ginger ale. No alcohol for him. Not with a baby growing inside. He felt funny sitting there, looking as inconspicuous as possible. It was almost like something from a black and white movie with Bogart. He almost expected to see a private detective enter the room, and for the dramatic music to start up any moment.

But this wasn't a film. This was reality. Jeremy was a woman named Diane now, gorgeous enough to be the female lead in a dramatic movie. But he wasn't a weak woman looking for a man to help. Instead, he was the preditor, armed with Cassandra's magic, ready to teach a man a lesson he'd never forget. It would be hard for him to carry this out, but he didn't have any options. He had to do as Cassandra told him. He didn't want to live out the rest of his life as a dildo, or worse.

Jeremy looked up to the doorway, and there he stood. Kent. His target.

Jeremy had studied the picture that Cassandra had supplied. There was no mistaking it, the man who was now sitting down at the bar was indeed the target, Kent. Jeremy's heart raced, as adrenaline rushed through his system. He was scared, both for himself, and for this unfortunate man. He had to keep telling himself that this man deserved what he was about to get, and that he had brought it all on himself.

And so he stood up, and removed his trench coat, revealing his exquisite outfit underneath. Jeremy was wearing a black halter dress that looked like it was painted on, it fit his form so well. There was a wide black leather belt with a large buckle in the middle. His legs were encased with dark nylons, supported by an unseen garter belt. Although the skirt was very tight on him, there was no panty line to be seen; he was wearing a thong pair.

The top of the dress had a deep cut neck, showing off his big boobs. A gold chain with a diamond pendant dangled right above the gap between his boobs, making sure to draw the eye there. His hair was pulled back tight, and he had extra makeup on, including the deepest red lipstick, which looked so moist and made his pouty lips look so kissable. But it was the eye makeup that really did the trick. His eyelashes looked so thick, his eyelids smoldering, his eyebrows freshly plucked, darkened with a pencil, tapering off to a thin line.

No man could look at Jeremy now, and not feel an attraction. But especially not Kent. Through Cassandra's magic, Jeremy would be irresistible to him. Jeremy's high six inch high heels clicked across the linoleum floor, as he sauntered over to the seat next to Kent's.

All eyes in the place turned to him now. The women were catty and jealous. They were upset because their men were gaping at the blonde bombshell walking towards the counter. And the men were all gaping, staring at the most gorgeous woman they could remember seeing in all their lives.

Of course, Jeremy was normally a redhead, but through Cassandra's magic, he was a blonde today. And none of the men would be able to remember his face, just his boobs and his body. The women would fare no better if asked about what they had seen. There was a room full of witnesses who would see Jeremy take away, but none could finger him.

Jeremy made eye contact with one lonely looking man, as he walked past. Jeremy let out a small smile, and the man's face suddenly looked almost as if he was having an orgasm, just from being graced with such a small gesture. He looked down, as he spilled his beer. He had forgotten that he was holding it in his hand, so excited was he that she had noticed him! It was at that moment, when Jeremy realized what a power he would have over men, once he was free from his service to Cassandra.

"Hello, is this seat taken?" said Jeremy, in a sultry tone.

"Um, ah, no. Sit right down!" said Kent, flustered as he removed his coat and newspaper from the seat. "Um, can I buy you a drink? Miss?"

Even though he was the type that was normally smooth around women, Jeremy was so overwhelmingly glamorous that he could not keep his wits about him. As Cassandra instructed, Jeremy lightly touched him on the arm.

"That is so sweet of you" said Jeremy.

Cassandra had placed a latent spell into the ring on Jeremy's finger. When he touched Kent and said the right words, it activated the spell. Kent looked up at Jeremy. Now he wasn't just overcome with the beauty he saw from the woman beside him; now he was in love. With just the simple touch, Jeremy had Kent wrapped around his finger.

"I'm Diane" said Jeremy.

"Kent" replied the man.

 

"Take me to your hotel room" whispered Jeremy, as per Cassandra's instructions. Kent had a tryst set up with his lover that evening, and so he had booked a hotel room. If he had his wits about him, he would have realized that his mistress was going to be arriving at that room in just over an hour, and it would not be a good thing for her to find him there with another woman! But he was so smitten by 'Diane', and overwhelmed with the magic, that his mind was all but shut off. He stood up and helped Jeremy into his coat.

As they walked out of the bar, arm in arm, all of the men wished that they were Kent. They all wanted to leave there with her. But in a few hours, they would all be glad they weren't him. Not once Jeremy did what he Cassandra had ordered.

 

They arrived at Kent's hotel room. Jeremy shut the door, but kept it unlocked. Kent didn't even notice.

 

Now Jeremy talked to Kent. Cassandra had given him the exact words to use, and had made him memorize them.

"What do you want to do, baby?" he asked.

"I want you, doll!" said Kent. "I want to make love to you, all night long."

"What about your wife?" said Jeremy, looking at the ring on Kent's finger.

He quickly removed it, and put it into his pocket. Now his fate was sealed. Cassandra had wanted for him to have a way out, where he could receive a lighter punishment. But his act of selfishness had just sealed his fate. Jeremy knew just what to do. He reached back, untied the dress behind his neck, and let it fall to the floor.

Kent let out a gasp as he caught sight of the awesome woman standing there before him. Diane. He saw the woman's lovely face, her long blonde hair, her bare chest with perfect upturned breasts, full and firm. He saw her long legs inside the slinky dark nylons, the garter belt holding them up, and the tiny little patch of material from her thong panties, covering her special spot in the front.

Jeremy smiled as he reached down and removed his panties. He sauntered over to the bed, still in his heels. He sat down, spread his legs wide apart, then laid back.

Kent didn't waste any time. He quickly took his clothes off, tossing them carelessly into a pile on the floor. He was already fully aroused, and oh so ready to make love to 'Diane'. She didn't even bother with all that foreplay that chicks always seemed to want. He smiled, as he lowered himself onto her.

Jeremy felt really strange. He had never wanted to have a man make love to him! He had always wanted to do it with a woman. Soon enough, he'd get that too. But for now, he was to let Kent have his way. Cassandra had also put a latent spell on his pussy. As Kent pushed his manhood down into Jeremy's moist open pussy, the magic was ready to start.

"Oh baby, you're so big" said Jeremy, activating the spell.

The spell sent Kent into a state of total orgasm. Each thrust he gave felt better than any orgasm he ever felt in his entire life! He kept pulling out, then pushing in deeper and harder. He was in total ecstasy and bliss as he thrust in deep again. He could feel it building up inside of him, a super-orgasm that was about to engulf him. He yelled out, and gave one last thrust as his excitement peaked.

Jeremy was smiling as Kent went through his built-up towards his climax. As much as he hated the though of being on his back, legs spread, and a man on top of him, it felt so good. He wrapped his legs around Kent, as well as his arms. He didn't want for it to stop.

But then Kent couldn't hold it anymore, and he climaxed. Jeremy felt a warmth inside him, as Kent came into Jeremy's pussy. But it wasn't just one squirt, it was two, then three, then four, and more. Kent kept coming and coming, more than he would normally be able to do in a month!

But as he did so, something strange happened: Jeremy could feel his body suddenly start to shrink. As Kent went into an uncontrollable orgasm, his entire body was sucked into his penis, which was still deep inside of Jeremy's pussy. Now it gave out one last throb, dripping out a the last drops of come, and it was done.

Jeremy pulled it out. It was lifeless now, a piece of plastic. Cassandra's magic had just turned Kent into a dildo. And it was Jeremy who had made hit happen. But he still had a job to do. He was only half done. And he had a message to deliver to Kent.

"That will teach you to cheat on your wife" said Jeremy, following Cassandra's exact words.

 

Now Jeremy had to run to the bathroom to clean up. Kent had put an enormous amount of come, and it was dripping out, down the side of his leg, threatening to reach his nylons. He felt very dirty at that moment, and he hurried to sit on the toilet, and wipe it all out, until he was clean. Actually, he'd need a shower. But that would have to wait until he arrive back at Cassandra's house.

He put on a robe after he was clean enough, and waited. Kent's mistress would arrive soon. The woman who was having an affair with him, even though she knew he was a married man. She too would be punished, but in a different way. And this one would be more enjoyable for Jeremy.

 

It was only a few minutes later when Jeremy heard the key card slide in the door, and the lock pop open. She was here. Here name was Audrey. And her life was about to change.

Audrey walked into the room, and looked around for Kent. He wasn't there. Instead, he only saw a gorgeous woman dressed in sexy lingerie. She took one step back, confused.

"Don't be scared Audrey" said Jeremy. "Look into my eyes."

Audrey looked at the woman in the lingerie, and something strange happened: she froze. It was Cassandra's magic, working through Jeremy again. Another latent spell she had empowered him with. Jeremy walked up to Audrey. He removed a ring from his finger, and slipped it onto hers. She was frozen, unable to move.

"There" said Jeremy. "Now it is done."

"What's done?" said Audrey, suddenly in control of herself again.

"You had an affair with a married man" said Jeremy.

"Who are you to talk to me like that? So what if I did" said Audrey, angrily.

"But now, that will never happen again" said Jeremy calmly.

"And why are you so sure?" asked Audrey, defiantly. No woman was going to tell her what to do!

"Because" said Jeremy, pausing for dramatic effect, "You like women now. Men no longer interest you."

"That's absurd!" said Audrey, her voice trembling.

"No it isn't. Its the truth. Tell me dear, what do you feel when you look at me?"

"I hate you! Where's Kent? What is going on?"

"You don't hate me" said Jeremy. "In fact, you want me. You want to make love to me, right now."

"No I don't!" said Audrey, who was almost crying.

"If you don't want me, then why are you getting wet?" asked Jeremy. "Don't deny your feelings Audrey. You're a woman. You know you can't stop what you feel. As a woman, you're in tune with your emotions. Now tell me: what do you feel when you look at me."

"I.... I want you" she admitted, sniffling as she tried to stop crying.

"Yes" said Jeremy. "You want me. Don't be scared. Its all right. I want you too."

Jeremy held his arms out. Audrey rushed into them, and she was suddenly so happy that she started to cry again. She shed tears of joy as she let her inhibitions go, and went with what she was feeling: an inner desire to be with this woman.

Soon, the two women were kissing. For Audrey, it was extraordinary to suddenly feel love and desire for a woman! And for Jeremy, it was a dream come true. He was a woman, in the arms of another woman, and they were about to make love. Jeremy started to tenderly undress Audrey, and she responded in kind.

Suddenly, Audrey put her mouth around Jeremy's nipple, and started to suck, sending waves of pleasure and joy through Jeremy. He never knew that you could get so much pleasure from your boobs! It was marvelous. He started to play with her nipples, as she kissed her all over, and nibbled on her ear.

Soon the two women were naked, in bed, touching each other all over. Jeremy spread his legs wide open, and Audrey responded by going down on him, using her tongue to make him come again and again. She was relentless, until he suddenly felt too tender to take any more for a while. Now it was his turn to give.

First he went down on her, giving her the same pleasure that he had just received. But he didn't stay there for too long; now it was time for a final surprise. He took out a leather harness, and quickly strapped it onto himself. In the front there was a nub, to which he attached the dildo that he found laying on the bed. Kent.

With Kent strapped onto his harness, he spread Audrey's legs wide apart, and pushed himself into her. It was weird; it felt like making love to a woman, like he used to do. But there was no feeling from the penis sticking out in front of him. But Audrey was sure enjoying it, so he went at it with full passion, until she made him stop.

"You love women now" he whispered into her ear. "You will find yourself a nice woman to love. But you hate men, because they cheat, and the terrible things that they do. For a hobby, you like to seduce men, put on your strap-on, and put it to them. You only feel like a complete woman when you're deep inside a man with your strap-on."

Audrey mumbled that she understood, as she passed out on the bed. The words that Jeremy had just spoken matched the spell that Cassandra had put upon Audrey. She'd find herself a girlfriend. And she'd go out to do men with her strap-on. That meant that Kent would spend his days in a dark dresser drawer, until it was time for him to be worn... only to be rammed into a man! What a terrible fate for him!

As Jeremy got dressed up again and thought about what he had just done, it only cemented his resolve. He would never cross Cassandra. He didn't want to end up like Kent, or worse!

 

* * *

"So Diane, how did it feel to make love with a man?" asked Cassandra.

Jeremy froze for a second. He had been contemplating that very fact ever since he had returned home. Even after taking a shower for half an hour, he still didn't feel completely clean.

"Honestly" he said, "It felt really good physically. But I didn't like how it felt emotionally. I didn't want him, like I wanted Audrey. That felt far more satisfying to me."

"Understandable" said Cassandra. "Maybe as you adjust to being a woman, your attitude will change. Now tell me, how did you feel about what you helped do to Kent?"

"All this magic is really weird for me" said Jeremy. "I mean, to have someone turn into a dildo before my eyes is bad enough. But when its a man, and he's up inside me... I guess I would call it unsettling."

"But what about morally? How do you feel about that?"

"I guess he deserved to be punished. I just don't know if that was going too far. But I promised to do whatever you asked of me, and I promised you not to question you. So I don't think I want to say anything more."

"If I ask you for your opinion, you don't need to be afraid" said Cassandra. "We're just talking now, woman to woman. I'm interested in how it feels for you. That's all."

"Okay" said Jeremy. "So I'll just say that I was uncomfortable with it."

"I see. I have another job for you to do tomorrow. Go set the table. I'll bring in dinner, and we'll discuss the details."

"Okay" said Jeremy, heading towards the kitchen.

 

* * *

 

Jeremy felt almost foolish to be dressed up in such a frilly outfit. The long full skirt with the lace trim swished as he walked. The top he wore featured long sleeves, but a deep cut front and back. It too was all full of lace. This was beyond anything he had ever envisioned wearing. But it was what he needed to wear for the man he was targeting.

Jeremy knocked on the door. The man opened it up, and smiled when he saw her.

"Wow" he said. "You're the best one the ever sent."

"Why thank you" said Jeremy, batting his eyelashes. "They told me how many girls you've had. That is quite a compliment! But I'm sure you say that to all the girl."

"Not all of them" countered the man. "Just ones as lovely as you."

Jeremy giggled, and walked in the door. It was quite insulting in a way; this man thought he was a cll girl. Already, Jeremy didn't like him. He had always wished he was a woman, and so he had always despised men who treated women like they were just objects to be bought or rented. Jeremy hated this man's cheesy mustache and slicked back hair.

Cassandra had told Jeremy all about this man. Not only did he think of women so lowly that he constantly used them like this, but he also mistreated them when they came over to 'service' him. Not that the woman who ran the 'escort' service cared, as long as she got her money. Jeremy would deal with her next. But for now, he had his sights set on this man, Charles.

"So at last I get to meet the famous 'good time Charlie' that all the girls talk about" said Jeremy.

"Once you've had me, you'll never forget me" replied Charles in an arrogant tone of voice.

This is right where Jeremy wanted him: relaxed, cocky and vulnerable. He'd never see it coming. Because of what he did to women, Jeremy wasn't even going to have to take him in bed. This one was going to be very easy.

"My it is hot in here!" said Jeremy. "I do think I could faint. Would you be so kind as to remove my shawl?"

"Certainly" said Charles, stepping up to take the lacy shawl off of Jeremy's shoulders.

The latent spell was in the shawl. As soon as Charles touched it, he knew something was wrong. It stuck to his hands like a fly in a spiders web. He tried to pull free, but the more he struggled, the more he became entangled. Soon his arms were all caught up in the shawl, and then his torso.

"Get me out of this! What kind of thing is this?" he yelled.

Jeremy didn't have to listen to him anymore though, now the shawl was growing in size. It covered his face, muffling his voice. Soon, he was completely engulfed in the shawl, which was wrapped around him like a cocoon. And now as Jeremy watched, it started to constrict itself around him, growing smaller and smaller, tighter and tighter.

The top half of the cocoon was becoming shiny and solid in color, while the bottom half was turning to a cotton-like appearance. Jeremy smiled as it shrank smaller and smaller, growing to just one foot in height now. The shape was like a thin cylinder, with a rounded top.

As Charles shrunk down to just ten inches in height, it was quite recognizable what he was now: a tampon with a plastic applicator at the top. He continued to shrink until he was just the right size. Jeremy picked him up, and slid him into a wrapping paper. He pressed the top closed, and now it looked just like any tampon you'd buy at the store, ready to open and use.

Jeremy dropped Charles into his purse, and smiled.

"If you think this is bad now, just wait a while" he said to Charles, as he started to take off his clothes. Underneath the frilly outfit was something that looked quite a bit more dangerous. It featured a tight leather skirt, and a leather top that exposed quite a bit of skin. With the large skirt off, Jeremy felt light and sleek now. And no you could see that he had been wearing knee-high black leather boots with six inch heels.

Jeremy pulled his hair back tight into a ponytail. Then he opened his purse, and took out a special lipstick. It was bright red, and it looked almost wet as he applied it to his lips. Immediately though, the spell in the lipstick kicked in. Jeremy watched in wonder, as the whole appearance of his face changed.

He was just sort of getting used to how he looked as Diane. But now, at least for the next hour, he looked just like Peggy, the girl who was supposed to have come over this evening to service Charles. Even his hair looked jet black now. The girls own mother would have mistaken Jeremy for her, while the spell was in effect.

Jeremy took out the cell phone that Cassandra had given him. He hit speed-dial number 1. A woman answered. The woman who the cll girls all worked for.

"Linda?" said Jeremy, "We have a problem with Charles. I need you here now."

"I'll be right there" she replied.

Jeremy smiled. She didn't know what trouble she had just stepped into. But she deserved what she was about to get. As Cassandra had explained, what could be a worse act for a woman, than what Linda was doing, selling women for their bodies? It was bad enough when men did that. But for a woman to act as a pimp? She certainly deserved to be punished.

 

When Jeremy heard a knock on the door, all was ready. He had hidden the frilly clothes in the closet. He was dressed all in leather, wearing Peggy's face. He opened the door, and Linda walked in, unaware of the danger. Jeremy locked the door as he looked at Linda. She was a little older, and he supposed that if she didn't dye her hair, it would have some flecks of gray in it by now. She didn't look evil. It was only her deeds that were worthy of punishment.

"So, what is this all about? I'm a busy woman, you know" she said, talking down to Jeremy as if he was an important thing. An object.

"I'm so glad you're here" he said, as Cassandra had instructed him. He gave her a hug to greet here. As the leather of his skirt made contact with Linda, the latent spell within it transferred onto her.

"F*&k" said Linda.

"What?" asked Jeremy, innocently. He knew very well what the spell had done to her.

"Its my d*mn period" she said. "I'm early".

Linda began to dig through her purse frantically, but she couldn't find a tampon. She could feel that she was flowing hard. She needed something quick, and she was becoming frustrated. She knew there were tampons on there somewhere! She had no idea that Cassandra's magic spell had made them invisible to her.

"Here Linda, I have one" said Jeremy, pulling one out of his own purse. Of course, it wasn't really a tampon; it was Charles. Linda snatched it from Jeremy's hand, almost rudely, and rushed into the bathroom.

Jeremy smiled as he thought about what Charles must be feeling now. Not only was he a tampon now, but he was being pushed up into the vagina of a woman who was flowing heavily. The red mess from Linda's vagina was absorbing into him. He would be choking and gagging, but since he was an inanimate object, he could do nothing.

But soon, the best part was to begin.

Linda cleaned herself up. Her panties were too messy, so she just discarded them into the trash, and came out of the bathroom.

"Thank you" she said, grudgingly.

If she was thinking, she would have realized that something was up. One of her girls shouldn't have a tampon; they'd all be on birth control pills, so they wouldn't get pregnant, and wouldn't have periods to get in the way of business. If you did get a flow when you're on the pill, a pad is all you need. She should have realized that something was wrong. But she didn't, and it was her downfall. Now she had Charles The Tampon inside her pussy, and the next phase of the spell was starting.

She stood in front of Jeremy, she didn't feel what was going on down between her legs. As Charles became completely saturated with the discharge from her period, he started to transform again. The bloody mess from Linda's period was full of cells with her DNA. These cells started a chain reaction within Charles, fusing with him, joining their DNA together, with one slight alterations. And Charles began to grow.

As Linda stood there, Jeremy could already see something poking out from between her legs, pushing on her skirt like a tent pole. And it kept getting larger and larger. Jeremy couldn't help but to stare. This caught Linda's attention, and she looked down.

"What the h*ll???" she said, as she saw the huge tent pole under her skirt. She pulled her skirt up, and saw that something was down there between her legs. It was red and bloody, but it was a familiar shape: a penis. Below it were a dangling pair of balls. She turned to the mirror and screamed as she saw that she had a fully erect penis between her legs.

 

"You have committed a crime against women" said Jeremy, using the words Cassandra had given him. "And for this, you are being punished."

"I didn't do anything!" said Linda, defensively.

"Yes you have. You treat women almost like slaves or cattle. You sell their bodies to men. You are a traitor to our gender. Maybe you'll like things better as a man."

"No!!!!!!!!" yelled Linda.

"But there is one way" said Jeremy.

He walked up to Linda, and used a towel to wipe the red gunk off of her erect penis. Then he started to gently stroke it with his hand. He made a circle with his thumb and forefinger, and ran it up and down the shaft, until Linda gave an involuntary gasp.

"You are gradually becoming a man now" said Jeremy. "Every day, you will transform just a little more, until you are fully male."

"No, please!" begged Linda who was frozen now, powerless to stop Jeremy from jerking her off. It felt good, yet it felt terrifying.

"As I was saying, there is a way that you can keep your womanhood."

"Please! I'll do anything!"

"First, you need to release all of the girls from your service. Give them each enough money to move away, and start a new life."

"Done!" said Linda.

"Second, you must go through your client list. And you must go to each man, and make love to him....."

"I can do that" said Linda, cutting off Jeremy.

"I didn't finish. You must make love to him with your penis. You must come inside each and every one of them."

"But I have hundreds of clients!" she protested. "And they like pussy, not d&ck!"

"Then you had better hurry and get started before you become completely male. You'll have a harder time seducing your clients once you've become too masculine. If you become fully male before you get through your list, you'll be stuck that way forever."

"Oh no..." said Linda, who was on the verge of coming now, as Jeremy jerked her harder and harder.

"But don't worry about Charles" said Jeremy. "You can skip him."

"Why?" asked Linda.

"Because, he's right here" replied Jeremy, as he gave her one last hard jerk, making her come. She throbbed as her penis released its load.

"You are becoming him" said Jeremy. "If you don't do as I've ordered, you will become Charles. Once you're him, his memories will start to return. He'll start to take control away from you, and you'll live out your life inside his head, just able to watch, as he does everything. You'll just be along for the ride. I don't think you'll like that very much."

"How am I supposed to get a man to let me f*$k him with this thing?" asked Linda, as her mind came to grips with the full weight of the task before her.

"You'll find a way" replied Jeremy. "Or else you'll end up as Charles. Now please clean up before you go. You've made quite a mess of this place."

Jeremy walked out the door. He was laughing as he got into the car, and drove away. It was dark out now, but anyone watching would have seen a women dressed in leather with dark hair leaving the hotel room. But by the time Jeremy reached the freeway, his long hair was back to its natural blonde color, and his face was his own again. Linda would blame Peggy for what happened, and there was no way to tie things back to Jeremy.

Just to be safe, Jeremy was on his way to Peggy's apartment. He would give her some money, and get her out of town, so she wouldn't cross paths with Linda again. Jeremy smiled. He didn't know what he liked better; the fact that Linda was so terrified of becoming a man, or the fact that Charles, as her new penis, would soon be penetrating into one man after the next. They both got what they deserved.

 

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Jeremy came home, took a long bath, and shaved his legs. He got dressed up on a lilac colored dress, did his hair and his makeup, pulled on a pair of heels, then went to the kitchen to see about dinner. Cassandra was just pulling the roast from the oven.

"Hello Diane" she said, as she set it down, and started to carve it.

"Hi Cassandra. Can I help with anything?"

"Why don't you pour yourself some milk. I'll have wine. And you can dish up the veggies."

Jeremy did his part, while Cassandra did hers. The ate together, and chatted about the day's events.

"...and you should have seen Linda's face when she realized that she was becoming a man!" said Jeremy, giggling.

"I bet she was even more shocked when she came as a man."

"That was so wonderful. She looked to be in such a panic that she couldn't even think."

"And she'll be missing her female orgasm. Whenever I need to take on a penis for a while, when I come, I always feel lake saying 'is that all there is?'. I mean, its nothing compared to what we women get to feel. And its only one, while we can have one after the other."

"Mmmmmm" said Jeremy, thinking how wonderful it felt to come as a woman.

"Say, when you turned me, you had a penis" he said. "Is it, um, still there?"

"Yes" said Cassandra. "I'm keeping it for a little while."

"When I was jerking off Linda, making her come, I was thinking of you, and how it felt when you were inside me" said Jeremy, as he leaned closer to Cassandra. He put his hand on her lap, and saw her penis respond to his touch.

"My, my!" said Cassandra. "You certainly move fast, my dear."

"I know you want me" said Jeremy. "Take me. Make love to me. I'm yours."

Jeremy was surprised to realize that this was how he felt. He wanted to feel her penis up inside him. He wanted to have her make love to him. With her pretty face, her feminine body, she was mentally attractive to him. And now he realized that his new body was turned on by her penis. It was a perfect match for him; a chick with a dick. And he wanted her.

He was also realizing that as he became more familiar with Cassandra, she was no longer as scary. As the fear subsided, he began to realize that he cared for her. She was doing good in the world, whereas so many did bad things, and he admired her for that. And maybe the fact that he was carrying her baby also made him feel a need to be closer to her.

But no matter what the cause, he soon found himself in her bed. They were kissing, touching each other all over. Cassandra started to suck on his nipple, and Jeremy lit up with anticipation and arousal. Feeling Cassandra's smooth skin was so much nicer than touching a man's rough hairy body. And her gentle loving touch was far superior to the rough pawing from a man. Jeremy smiled. He had been right all along: once he was a woman, he was going to be a lesbian.

As they kissed, Jeremy started to touch Cassandra in the way that he liked to be touched in his new body. However, when he reached down between her legs to tease her, instead of a pussy like he had, he found her erect penis. Jeremy's body reacted by making him feel a spurt of wetness between his legs. He wanted to feel her dick inside of him. He spread his legs wide open for Cassandra, task told her to take him.

Cassandra obliged. She got on top, and slowly pushed her large manhood into Jeremy's wet, receptive pussy. Then she pulled it back, and thrust in again, deeper. Each time she pushed her hips forward, it felt like she was getting even deeper into Jeremy's pussy.

It felt so good for him! He had to admit it: he loved how it felt for a penis to be up inside his pussy like that. But he was so glad that it was Cassandra making him feel that way, and not some man. Little waves of pleasure radiated out from Jeremy's pussy now, as he reached the edge of climx. He moaned softly as Cassandra continued to pump him, pushing him past the edge, and into a full-blown orgasm.

As Jeremy's brain exploded with delight, she realized something: she had been holding on to identity of being a man on the inside. But she realized it was wrong; she was no man. She was a woman. She moaned some more, as Cassandra continued to pump her. Yes, she was a woman. There was no maleness inside her anymore. She wasn't Jeremy. She was Diane.

"I'm a woman" said Diane.

"You're my woman" replied Cassandra.

"Yes. I'm your woman, baby. I love you, Cassandra."

"I love you too, Diane" she replied.

 

It was heaven, as Cassandra finally shot her load at the same moment that Diane had another climax. They held each other tight, and fell asleep, arms and legs interlocked. When Diane woke up, she was all woman, inside and out. All traces of maleness were gone. Her perspective on the world and her self-image were both 100% female. Jeremy was gone. He had completely become Diane now, and she as a woman in love.

 

* * *

 

"Congratulations, its a girl!" said the midwife.

Diane wept, as the old woman placed the baby in her arms. It had been nine months since she had first became pregnant. The baby had grown inside her, changing her from a thin woman with a flat tummy to one with a huge swelling inside. Diane had been forced to wear maternity clothes, since very few of her regular outfits would fit on near the end. Instead of wearing something tight to show off her body, she had been wearing comfortable, loose fitting clothes.

As she had began to show, Cassandra had stopped sending her on missions. The baby was too important to put into any kind of danger. Diane had helped around the house with this and that, but Cassandra didn't make her do anything that was too much of a strain. Exercising together with a pilates or aerobic tape in the VCR was the most strenuous thing that Diane did.

Now the baby was born, and laying there, crying in her arms. Diane felt that special maternal attachment to her baby. She would give up her life to protect it. Her breasts were full of milk, ready to feed and nurture the precious little angle she held in her arms.

Diane thought back to six months ago when she and Cassandra had stood side by side in their wedding dresses, as they had said their vows, joining together as wives. That had been such a wonderful day! But this surpassed it. She marveled at the face of her baby girl. It was such a blend of her features, as well as those of Cassandra.

"She has your eyes" said Cassandra.

"And your noes" added the midwife.

 

"She is such a darling little flower" said Diane. "I'm going to name her Rose."

"Little baby Rose" said Cassandra, adding in her consent.

It was the happiest day of Diane's life. Her past life was all but faded from memory. All that mattered to her now was her baby. She would be a good mother, raising her baby, caring for her, teaching her how to grow up to become a charming young lady, and some day a woman, just like her mother.

The End

  

  

  

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