By Tom J. Hyde
This is a little blurb I
decided to do a week or so ago. It’s
not a full story and I’ll probably continue it or at least revise it to have
more of an introduction. A plain text version can be found on my FTP site.
Ken smiled at Rebecca as she
opened her small gift. She looked at him oddly when it was revealed to be a set
of wire-frame glasses.
“They’re reading glasses,” he said
simply. “You always complained that you had trouble reading your books.”
Rebecca nodded, convinced and
thanked him. “That was very thoughtful.”
“Why don’t you put them on and
read this?” he said, holding out a card.
“Okay,” the redhead said slipped
the glasses onto her face. She took the small card and read it aloud.
“Whenever I put on these glasses,
I will be a horny slut who is addicted to any kind of sex,” Rebecca read,
shocked at the words, but compelled to say them. “I am especially good at
sucking cocks. When I first put them on, my body will transform into Ken’s
perfect fantasy girl and my body will remain that way. I will not become
pregnant unless I specifically make the wish to before sex. And I will always
love my new body and sexuality.”
Rebecca’s eyes widened as she felt
her body changing. Her tits filled out a little—apparently Ken was happy with
them most of the way—and her hair became streaked with blonde. Her conservative
blouse and skirt fused into an electric pink tube with a triangle cut on the
side, while her sneakers became 3-inch pumps. She felt other small changes in
her body: waist shrinking, hips flaring out, face changing slightly. Until
finally, the changes stopped.
“What did you do?” Rebecca said as
she felt a strange heat rise throughout her body.
“Those glasses you just put on are
magic,” Ken said with a smile—and erection. “They cause the wearer to conform
to the first thing they read. You just read my personal specifications for my
perfect woman.”
The heat continued to pulse
through Rebecca’s body as Ken became more and more sexy.
“You should be feeling the effects
of it right now…and thinking a lot about stripping naked for me.”
As soon as he said the words
‘stripping naked,’ she knew she wanted Ken to see her whole body. She fingered
the strap that held the skimpy dress in place and began to play with it, slowly
slipping down her shoulder. Soon she felt a strange rush of pleasure at seeing
Ken’s reaction to the first glimpse of her tits.
In a voice she never thought
herself capable of, she purred, “Like what you see, big boy?” Inside her head,
she was shocked about the fact that she was stripping for one of her
friends—despite the fact that she could barely keep her eyes off the growing
bulge in his pants.
As soon as her breasts were free,
she held them up for his inspection, cupping them gently. She could almost feel
the brush of his hungry eyes over her body and it excited her. After all, she
was a slut. And fucking every man they could get their hands on is what sluts
did.
She crushed her tits together and
then licked the erect nipples while staring at the hunk Ken had become. When he
grinned at her horny behavior, she knew that this massive man wanted her and
she wanted to give him the best service. She began pulling the dress down, it
moving quickly on her now sweaty body. Finally, she pulled it over her
heart-shaped ass, revealing the soaking wet pussy underneath.
She wriggled out of the last bit
of her dress and smiled at the now very-aroused man in front of her. She stood,
loving the almost physical brush of his eyes along her curves. She walked over
and began to remove his clothing, slowly at first, but soon her horniness got
the best of her and she was practically tearing the fabrics off of him.
While she was stripping him in
preparation for satisfying herself upon his body, she began speaking in a low,
sultry voice.
“What I can’t understand is why I
haven’t fucked you before,” Rebecca said with a smile. “After all, I am a slut
and I love sex. I should have at least sucked you off by now.”
Ken smiled and told her that she
should rectify that problem immediately.
“I agree,” the bespectacled sex
goddess said and as soon as his boxers were visible, she swiftly grabbed his
cock and began stroking. She moved it out so that it was visible and almost
came at the sight of it as she always had at the sight of a dick. She was
filled with a hunger and immediately lowered her lips to his shaft.
At this moment, the personality of
the pre-glasses Rebecca tried to make a comeback. She fought against the
magical programming of the glasses. But the heat radiating through her body
simply by being near a man’s sexual organ was too much. Rebecca’s will
evaporated the closer she got to Ken’s manhood. By the time her lips were
touching his head, both Rebeccas…the programmed and the original…wanted nothing
more than to give the man pleasure.
She kissed his head gently and
lovingly before beginning to run her tongue along his rigid pole. He
immediately starting moaning in pleasure. Spurred by his cries, she began to
focus her efforts on the more sensitive areas. Finally, she stopped licking and
proceeded to the main event: sucking.
As soon as her lips opened and
slipped past his head, his hands where on her own head, controlling her
actions. He kept her still as his hips bucked, ramming his meat through her
pink lips. She became even more aroused at the fact that she was being
controlled. She loved being controlled and it made her want him badly. She
began to suck hard on his meat and willingly bobbed her head in time with his
hands. Soon, she could tell that he was about to come as his hips bucked almost
out of control. She encouraged him by ramming her head downwards and sucking as
hard as she could.
He exploded instantaneously. The
old Rebecca protested for about a second and a half as her body began
swallowing his cum, until she actually tasted it. For a reason that was beyond
her, she loved it and wanted more. She continued to drink him in, loving every
spurt of his salty seed. Finally, much to her regret, the semen ceased and Rebecca
removed her lips.
She smiled warmly at the flushed
face of her latest conquest. “I hope you enjoyed that, stud,” she said. “Now,
that’s only the first part of my thank you for allowing me to get in touch with
my…inner slut. Let’s continue to the second course.”
She smiled wider and began to
remove his boxers. He willingly lifted his rear from the seat he had been
sitting in, but as soon as she had removed them, he stood and grabbed her. She
cried out in surprise, but the surprise turned into arousal as he picked her up
and marched her towards his bedroom. She was a little shocked to see almost
entirely nude pictures of various porn stars and other such things on his
walls, but as before, it turned into sexuality. She was turned on by the
thought of him fucking her underneath the eyes of all these gorgeous women.
He dumped her on the bed and
grinned. She simply looked at him and could think about nothing but spreading
her legs for him, which is exactly what she did. Her legs slowly separated,
allowing him the first real glimpse into her sex, which was producing so much
that it had already soaked the bed beneath her. The room smelled of her
feminine musk and she could tell that it was getting to him.
Ken’s nostrils flared and he
smiled. His erection was already rigid again and the mere thought of the
massive rod penetrating her secret place almost brought her to orgasm again. He
climbed on top of her, positioned himself for the proper entry. Then the
unthinkable happened.
He began teasing her. He slipped
the tip of his head into her folds, almost bringing her to orgasm, but then
pulling out until she could reach her climax. He ran himself along her slit,
putting pressure in some areas to arouse her even more. Her hips began bucking
with the need for him and soon he had the newly sluttly redhead begging.
“Oh, Ken,” Rebecca moaned as she
played with her newly-enlarged tits. “Please…stop playing with me…and
take…me….”
Ken laughed at Rebecca’s pleas.
“So you want me to fuck you, huh?”
“Yesssss….pleaseeee!”
Old Rebecca protested yet again
inside the sex goddess’s mind. The programmed Rebecca was actually getting a
little sick of her. All she wanted to do was to satisfy her carnal needs on
Ken…and anybody else lucky enough to get her into bed. But the old version kept
pointing out that she wasn’t a slut until she put on those glasses. Finally,
the programmed one started repeating a mantra: “I am a horny slut, I am a horny
slut, I am a horny slut.” The mantra drowned out the other Rebecca’s protests.
Finally, Ken smiled and positioned
himself again for the right angle of entry.
“You got it,” Ken said with mirth.
And he slammed into her.
His abrupt entrance surprised both
Rebeccas, shocking them with pleasure. She was already extremely aroused, so
much to the point that she came as soon as his full length was inside of her.
Her hips bucked wildly and she cried out, inadvertently speaking the mantra the
programmed one had come up with.
“I am a horny slut!” Rebecca
shouted.
Ken was surprised at the outburst,
but definitely enjoyed it. “You are, huh?”
Rebecca looked up at her lover and
nodded weakly as the orgasm began to subside and he began moving in and out of
her.
“Well, that’s good to know,” he
said as he began kneading her breasts, focusing on her engorged nipples and
nipping at her neck with his lips and teeth.
“So…y-you….don’t mind being with…a
woman…who l-likes…to sleep around?” Rebecca moaned as her body was pressed into
the damp sheets of Ken’s bed.
“No…” Ken whispered in her ear. “I
like a girl who has lots of…experience…”
Rebecca felt all warm and tingly
at the compliment which only added to her arousal. Ken liked a woman who fucked
a great deal of men. She would make it a point that next time he did her, that
she had much more experience.
However, thoughts of experience
and such were soon driven from her mind as he continued to move inside of her.
She remembered that before the glasses, she had had difficulty in reaching
orgasm. But Ken had changed all of that. Her new body was much more sexually
oriented. She knew that when she took off her glasses, these feelings of
sensuality would at least lessen some, but she knew that she would put them on
again…and again…and again….
Her thoughts were interrupted by
another mind-shattering orgasm that sent her body into throes of passion and
lust again. Her hips bucked more as did the rest of her. Her tits began
bouncing a beat that she couldn’t even begin to control.
And still Ken wasn’t done with
her. She didn’t know if he was just harder to make cum or not, but she did know
that she was enjoying the opportunity to be ridden by him. Sweat poured off
both of their bodies as the scent of sex filled the room.
The room seemed to be filled with
moisture. The sheets were soaked through as was their bodies and her sex. The
two bodies made slapping sounds as they slammed against each other.
Finally, she could sense that Ken
was reaching his limit. As before, she began urging him on, wanting him to cum
before she did yet again. She loved the feeling of his naked cock inside of
her, knowing that she could not become pregnant unless she desired it so. She
wanted his seed inside of her.
As soon, she was granted her wish.
He plunged deep into her and his body spasmed. At the first feeling of warmth
inside her sex, she came with him. Her walls milked him for all he was worth as
he emptied his entire payload into her.
They soon settled down and simply
lay there, enjoying the sensation of the warmth of their bodies pressed
together. Finally, he rolled off of her and smiled.
“So, what do you think of your new
role in life?” he asked.
She smiled almost dreamily up at
him, still feeling the afterglow of their activities. “I love it. Being the
school slut is going to be great.”
She really meant it, though she
couldn’t help but wonder what the glasses would do to him. Perhaps she could
‘enhance’ him like he enhanced her. It was something definitely worth
exploring…
To Be Continued…