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Door-to-Door

by: Jack Andrews

 

A sick day. What a beautiful thing, especially when it’s a, ahem, mental health day. It felt nice to not have to deal with my idiot boss and his band of cronies. I managed to complete a huge number of things that had piled up and was beginning to settle into the game when the doorbell rang.

I looked out the window and saw this vision of teen perfection. Definitely a woman, not a girl. I guess she was about 17 and was dressed to show all of her curves. She looked to be maybe 110 pounds, standing about 5-6. She had a face that you dream about: big brown eyes, long lashes, and sandy blonde hair down to a point where I couldn’t see. Her chest looked to be a healthy (yet proportional) C cup with a small waist and nice hips. She was dressed in a schoolgirl’s outfit; complete with knee high socks. She was going for the slutty schoolgirl look with her black bra showing right through the white shirt she had on. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Yes?"

"Hi. I’m Meri. It’s short for Meredith. How are ya?" she said in a post-"Clueless", post Valley Girl sort of way. Although she probably was too young to know what a Valley Girl was.

"I’m fine. What can I do for you?"

"I’m glad you asked!" she said with so much sugar that my teeth hurt. "I’m in this program for school - I’ll be a senior in the fall, I so can’t wait - that helps me with my personal interaction skills, like making eye contact with people and not stuttering or spitting. I’m doing ok, right?"

I nodded and smiled slightly.

"Good! It’s also to build my confidence for when I go off into the big bad world. What I’m doing is selling magazine subscriptions and each subscription I sell gives me a certain number of points. If I get the most points in the group I’m in, I get a $1000 shopping spree at the mall. If I get the most points in the country, I get a free trip anywhere I want to go! How cool would that be?"

She winked.

"I might need someone to carry my bags," she smiled broadly, ever so slightly arched her back towards me and thrust the brochure into my hand.

I glanced politely at the brochure. I actually did want to help her but I didn’t need any more magazines.

"Honestly, I have enough magazines to last me forever."

"OK," she beamed, "I have an answer for that! You can donate one to charity, like a woman’s shelter or a children’s hospital. Lots of people do that."

"I really can’t right now. I’m sorry." I handed the brochure back to her.

I didn’t explain that I had made so many charitable donations over the past year my accountant threatened to take my checkbook away if I made anymore without consulting him first.

Her sunny disposition seemed to change, just for a moment, to a calculated one. She looked slightly different somehow and sounded different as well.

"I really think you could help me. I know I could help you." With this, she literally pushed me back into the house and closed the door. I’m not a small guy and can completely hold my own in a fight, but I never expected her to "attack" me or actually be strong enough to push me. (I know, I know - never underestimate anyone. The one time I do...)

"Uh, Meredith, was it? I don’t think you should be in here. I’m sorry I can’t help you. I think you should leave now."

I didn’t want to hurt this girl. I could almost imagine the headlines if something happened to her while she was in here. I had to get her out. Fast.

"Oh, but I know you can help me," she said, her voice dripping with complete confidence and lust. She stared at me and cupped her breasts in my direction until she pressed up against me, rubbing her chest against mine. My hands were far away from her body - I had no thoughts of anything except getting her out of my house.

I was about to say something else when she snaked her arms around me and pressed something into my neck. I felt my body go cold and my mind get cloudy.

"See, you’re going to help me after all...What was your name?"

Completely cold and disconnected, I answered, "Nick." I felt the cold turn to numb and began to fall. Meredith caught me and guided me to the couch.

"Well Nick. Looks like you’ve got a problem." There wasn’t any sugar from her voice now. It was a sexy matter-of-fact tone.

"I need to win this damn contest and I’m sick and tired of begging people for help. My parents threatened to send me to boarding school if I don’t. They say I’m too wild and not focused. I’m 18! I’m not supposed to be focused, dammit. So they held me back a year because so I wouldn’t be too young...I’m sick of their crap and sick of this stupid magazine sale."

She composed herself. "I’m really glad I found these in my grandma’s attic."

She held out her hand to show me a gold brooch. Through the cotton of my mind, I figured that’s what she stuck me with. She reached into her backpack and pulled out a small jewelry case. She opened it and inside were matching earrings. She put them in her ears, one in each. The whole time she was smiling a wide, sexy, all-knowing smile at me: you’re mine buddy, and I’m going to do whatever I want to you. I lay there like a numb bump on a log.

She reached into her backpack again and pulled out something that resembled a spray bottle.

"This is an atomizer. Ya know, like for perfume. I have no idea how this works or why, but it does. My cousin didn’t mind so much when we figured this out accidentally; in fact, he seemed to like it. At first. That’s another story."

She put the atomizer down and began to unbutton her shirt. Through the numbness, I could feel myself getting hard as a rock. Why the hell was that happening? This little girl I don’t know has immobilized me and is going to do god-knows-what and I get hard over this? It might be time to go back to therapy.

Meri had the body that was on display through the clothing she wore. Her tits pushed through the black bra and formed curves that were the nicest I’d seen in quite sometime. She had a flat, toned stomach that just wanted to be touched. There wasn’t any false advertising here.

What the hell was I thinking? Dammit Nick, focus on the problem and how you’re going to get out of this.

"I think you’re ready now," she cooed and climbed on top of me, hiking up her skirt in the process. She laid down and massaged her tits on my chest. I felt every bit of it. I could smell the baby fresh scent that she wore. I didn’t understand how I could still feel my cock, but I thought it was going to explode.

She pumped the atomizer directly at my face. It was a very sweet smell like the nitrous oxide at the dentist, but with a big kick of ammonia or something sharp. The air around us was thick with it. I simply breathed it in. I couldn’t resist at all.

My head immediately started to clear up and the coldness of my body faded away with each breath. I still couldn’t move anything.

Meredith began breathing in the spray as well. She sat up and began to dry hump me vigorously. Had this been a different situation, it could have been incredibly erotic. She began to make herself hyperventilate while she continued to dry hump me. Her hands were all over her own body. She focused on where my eyes followed her hands. My eyes drew right to her amazing chest. She blew me a kiss and began cupping and heaving them through the silky bra.

She continued her self-gratification exercises while I was unable to respond -- I’d become so turned on and intensely horny, the terrible situation I was in now seemed secondary. My eyes followed as she brought one of her hands from her chest up to her hair. I caught her eyes as they rolled back in her head.

She began shaking and moaning very softly. I didn’t feel anything except my rock-hard cock. Something in the perfume or whatever the hell it was making me feel very strange. My body didn’t feel...right. I couldn’t really explain it. She got a drop louder and suddenly went momentarily rigid and then began to shake even more. The little bitch just had an orgasm on me.

She looked back down at me like she heard my thoughts. I don’t think I’d ever seen a woman look sexier. Her glance was predatory, sadistic and lustful. Meri took her hand and put it down her pants. It seemed as if she wanted to continue her orgasm, except she pulled her hand right out. I could see her juices on her finger as she put it into her mouth and began a mini-blow job on it.

She never broke eye contact with me while she reached behind her and grabbed some things that I couldn’t see.

Meri opened her mouth and sprayed the atomizer inside. She held her breath for a moment or two and then leaned down on me. She felt so good that I didn’t even realize that I had feeling back. I felt her place some type of clamp on my nose stopping me from breathing through it. She grabbed my head with one hand on each side like she was going to kiss me hard. She did exactly that, but instead of a kiss, she blew all of her breath into my body.

It felt so good. She felt like she was giving me pure heaven. I began to float and then suddenly, I had an enormous orgasm. I lost track of time and space and just about everything else. I felt her straighten up and climb off me. I know she got off me, but it didn’t feel like she had.

I felt her prop me up on the couch and I felt like I was being moved around. Meredith somehow got all of my clothes off of me. She stood proudly about 3 feet in front of me and had an evil grin on her face. My body felt like someone had taken the batteries out. I still couldn’t move, but now I noticed the feeling was almost entirely back.

She sprayed that damn atomizer at me again and I immediately felt the strangest sensations coming from everywhere at once. I could feel my hair growing at a ridiculous pace. My feet felt smaller and my body hair seemed to just disappear.

"You must be wondering what’s going on Nikki. I’m not going to tell you, but I am going to help you." There was an enticing sadistic tone to her voice. It gave me the creeps and turned me on even more in the process.

"Let’s see where to begin. How about this?"

She placed her hands on my stomach and literally began to knead my flesh. She pushed gently, gathered the excess skin (I had a little bit of a gut) and pushed again much harder. I felt the muscles respond to her touch. She pulled the skin taut and smoothed it all out like a mason. I could tell I now had a tiny tummy, just like Meri. If I could have screamed, I would have. She was molding me like clay and getting off on it.

She reached down to my crotch and gently pushed my balls into my body. It was disconcerting to say the least, but a very pleasurable feeling. I could feel them essentially disappear. The insides of my tummy were undergoing some type of change that I didn’t want to think about.

Meri got in my face with her tits again and pulled my hair right out of my scalp, like one of those Barbie dolls that grows her own hair. My hair felt as if it was halfway down my arms.

She stood up again and pushed down and in on my shoulders, effectively making them much smaller. Gentle pressure applied to my neck made my Adam’s apple vanish. She passed her hands over my eyes, and thank God it didn’t hurt, but I could swear my eyes and eyes sockets got larger. A little pushing and pulling on my nose made it feel like it has changed as well. She leaned down and began to kiss me. During the kiss, she bit both of my lips and blew into them. They puffed up and they felt like I had inner tubes for lips.

She gently ran her hands down the sides of my body and I felt everything move more to the center. I kind of had an idea of what was going on and I’m glad she had the control she had over me. I think it was the only thing keeping me sane and conscious.

"Have you figured it out yet?" she asked rather sweetly.

She sprayed more of that perfume in the air and onto her hands. "You’re going to enjoy this now."

She leaned over me and grabbed my ass as it sat on the couch. It was like her touch was inflating it. It surprised the hell out of me I realize how good it felt. My nipples began to tingle.

She leaned back up and gave me that sweet smile I saw when I first opened the door. She put her hands directly over my tingling nipples and began to pull the flesh together towards the center. I felt pressure from all sides, including from behind my nipples. She blew on each nipple and it felt as if someone had placed my body in an electrical socket. She had a lot of flesh gathered and the pressure from behind was becoming too much to bear.

Somehow she sensed this and stopped kneading my chest. She cupped my right side and grabbed the nipple. And pulled. She literally drew a breast out of my body. The pressure inside eased proportionally with her pulling and the sensations were off the chart. I’d never felt anything so good in my life. I felt a sensual weight and a gentle tugging. She kept pulling and cupping. It looked absolutely huge; then again I’d never seen tits from this angle before. She moved to the left side and repeated the procedure. I might have actually passed out momentarily from the pleasure. I could feel these two things on my chest and they felt like two pleasure mounds. She placed her mouth over my right nipple and began to blow into my new tit. It gained shape and mass. She again repeated it on the left side. I had these feelings coming out of my chest that I never had experienced before. It felt so good.

"Those came out nice," she said very matter-of-factly, "You’ll be able to wear my C cup bra."

She moved her hands down and hugged my waist. It stayed hugged. I felt the pressure and then, when she stopped, it stopped. It felt like my waist had always been that size. Without warning, she somehow grabbed my hips and pulled. My hips flared out and from my angle, they looked pretty much like her hips.

The sensations from my body were driving my beyond horny. My cock was hard, but it wasn’t like a hard on.

"This’ll teach you not to turn someone down when they ask nicely for help."

She placed her hand on my now-almost-deadened hard cock and gently pushed it inside of me until it was gone. I did pass out that time.

I woke up and Meredith was sitting next to me, in my bathrobe. She dressed me in her clothes.

"It’s time to go out and sell your magazines."

Without thinking, I ran to the mirror in the hallway and saw Meredith’s twin look back at me. I spoke and, well, let’s just say it wasn’t my voice.

"I’m not going to do this. Please change me back. This is ridiculous."

She got very serious. "Nikki...no, I suppose you should go by Meredith too. The only way I’m going to change you back is when you’ve won me that trip. Not a moment before. And that’s only if I decide to change you back at all. You’re going to win me that contest."

"But..."

"Don’t back talk me. Come here."

She reached back for her backpack and pulled out the earring case again. There was another compartment in it. There were two earrings inside. They were identical to the ones Meri had on. She came towards me and took me by surprise. I was smaller, weaker and had a very different center of gravity.

She grabbed my arm and pushed me back to the couch. I was so messed up from the transformation...all of the new, different & erotic sensations. I didn’t really fight back. She grabbed the atomizer and sprayed it in my face again. It made me feel so good that I didn’t care that it drained me of strength. I couldn’t move again.

Meri straddled me and put an earring in each earlobe. "This will let me have TOTAL control over you...Meredith. I can make you do anything I want just by thinking it to you. Your body will obey me while the Meredith inside your head runs the show. You’re just going to be a passenger."

She touched the earring in her left lobe and looked at me and smiled. My body came alive and it got up.

I wasn’t in any control, yet I could feel my smaller body and the shifted center of gravity with erotic feelings of my breasts weighing inside the satin of the bra, pulling on my back and chest. I could literally feel the lack of hair on my legs and strangely erotic emptiness between my legs. I felt so alive and free. And I couldn’t do a damn thing to stop it.

My new body walked to the door and turned toward the actual Meredith on the couch.

"I’m off to sell magazines. See you later. Bye!" It came out of my mouth, but I didn’t say it. I wanted to scream, but couldn’t. I think Meredith could tell.

She kicked back on the couch and laughed.

 

 

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