Evil Magic World

Magic had appeared ten years ago, when scientists were dealing with nuclear

fusion.

During an experiment, they had created a door between dimensions, and discovered

another world, ruled by magic. Negotiators were sent to obtain the secrets of

the magic, but the goals of the politic leaders were clear to the magicians:

they wanted magic only to rule the earth.

So the magicians went on a secret place, and decided what to decide about the

earth. Negotiators were told that bring magic to earth in only one kind of man

would misbalance the powers between good and evil. So they would give magic

powers to only a few kinds of men and women, and then seal the doors of the

dimensions.

Five men and five women with pure souls were elected and given the gift of

magic, and to balance this source of good power, five men and five women with

dark souls were chosen too. Then the magicians closed the door of their

dimension, never to be opened again.

 Rapidly, the ‘good's decided to group themselves in a working team, whereas the

‘evil's went on their own ways, spreading their spells for their own

satisfaction.

Because of the fact that the elected could have an influence on a limited field

only, they placed themselves at the head of corporations. The goods gathered the

scientists, and created magic items to increase their researches. They also made

other associations, destined to make the world a place of peace and happiness.

 But it is known that the best might be also the most credulous.

Although the goods worked to fulfil their utopias, the evils started plotting

against them. They had realised that the goods would forcibly end on their ways,

so they decided that, even if they would stand alone in their researches, they

would gather themselves to eliminate the goods.

Six months later, on a full moon night, when the goods were sleeping, the evils

started their offensive. Without warning, the sleepers were neutralized,

prevented from casting any spell, but had not their manna destroyed. Each one

was next taken in a villain's lair, to be disposed of as a trophy and a source

of power. The evil magicians took the good women, whereas the good men became

trophies for the evils sorceresses. They found themselves shrunken and frozen

inside small diamonds, and turned as earrings for the evils.

This was the start of a new order.

The magicians enlisted many people driven by the hunger of power and devoured by

dark ideas. They were placed at the head of the governments. Altogether, they

dictated the new rules to follow. The world became separated into several

classes.

The first one was the class of the Nobles. A noble was a leader, male or female,

who could live in total freedom, without working. He had access to different

kinds of magic items created by the magicians to fulfil his desires.

The second class was the class of the common citizen. They worked as usual, but

had to obey strict laws. If a citizen broke a law, the police would arrest him.

The police was a special corpse devoted to the nobles. Judgment would follow.

The citizen would be then deprived of his citizen status, and turned into the

third category: The slave.

A Slave was merely considered as a human. Slaves were only female, for any noble

or citizen could use them as sexual objects. For a small offence, such as

robbery, or forbidden practises, a male citizen would be turned into a female

slave, trained in a special centre to acquire all the skills required to please

any man or woman, and then sold on the slave market.

For greater offences, or for recidivists, fate would be worse. They were

deprived of their slave status, and condemned to become, at first female, then,

after adaptation to their new body, to be turned into a living objects. A

reaper, if he were caught, would be turned in a buxom woman, and then

transformed a few weeks later into an object, chosen by the victim or the court.

In general, the subjects were essentially turned into living lingerie. Other

transformations were extremely rare.

At first, the dictatorship of the magicians and their minions was not accepted.

People got into revolt. It did not last long. In each town, the leaders of the

manifestations were immediately arrested. The males were then fully feminised,

and statuefied in erotic poses in front of the stunned peoples. Female leaders

did not escape their own fate. With desperate cries, they melted in upon

themselves and collapsed into their clothes. The spells had turned them into new

pieces of erotic lingerie. Later, the clothes were gathered and sold in

different stores. The customers who bought them were not aware that their wore a

very special sort of lingerie. But each transformed woman was very conscious of

her fate and mentally screamed in despair, trying to find a way to communicate

or to move.

The major revolts had been tamed in less than three weeks. Sporadic riots lasted

for two months, and the new order became fully operational three months later.

All that lasted of the manifestations was a thousand erotic female statues,

displayed as public monuments, and an unknown number of bras, pantyhose, slips,

thongs, stockings, corsets -- who were desperately trying to move and

communicate.

A new education system was put in place. Boys and girls had common school till

the age of 14. Then they had to pass an exam to determine their abilities. Next

they were forced to learn a job according their capacities, and corresponding to

the kind of worker needed by the government. This was the beginning of a new

emulation.

Children knew they had to have the best results in their exams if they wanted to

be selected for a good job in the future. But if there were no necessity of that

kind of worker, the children would be re-oriented. It consisted in some physical

alterations to match a category wanted, for the magic could not alter directly

the personality of a person.

As a result, a clever boy could success in the exams to be an engineer, but if

no engineer was needed, he could be turned in a woman to be a housekeeper and

bear children.. The parents did not have any word to say. If they did, it would

be considered as an offence against government, and judged immediately.

But the selection did not stop here. Every year, the selected boys and girls had

to graduate another exam to access to the superior class. If they failed, they

were automatically changed into women to work at house and become mothers.

It became an average to have 60 per cent of the primary selected students

graduate their studies and become workers. They had to work consciously. If they

didn't, they could receive blame. For a man, blame consisted in a transformation

into a woman for one month. A blamed woman would be turned as a slave during the

same period. It was clearly established that, if a temporary female became

pregnant, the change was permanent. If a worker received three blames in a year,

the change of status was radical. Male or female workers were irrevocably turned

into slave women.

But as magic could not change the minds of the people, some of them started the

resistance. This was the creation of the Sigma Force, an organisation which goal

was the eradication of the magicians and their minions. The Sigma Force was

partitioned in small groups, completely independent each other. This was a

necessity, because the police could dismantle a single group without being able

to have any information on another one.

Ten years later -- Alan

 Alan Parker was by trade an artisan, and made pieces of furniture from wood:

Chairs, desks and so on. He had also a hobby, for Alan was a thief. He

considered himself a pretty good one, because he had succeeded in stealing for

four years without been caught. He loved to steal and share his treasures with

his wife. He had skilled himself in electronics in order to be able to bypass

the alarm systems, and it had worked perfectly till tonight.

Tonight, it was Friday, and his goal was the home of a rich noble: Max Jensen.

Alan had studied the habits of Max, his wife Jessica and their daughter Cindy.

They lived in a large mansion in the highest part of the town, and used slaves

to run their house while they had a life of perverted pleasure, which was the

occupation of the nobles Alan knew that the family was on a trip for the week,

and the slaves had been dismissed -- that is to say that they had been stored in

places were they would be totally helpless.

At ten o'clock, Alan stopped before the rear entrance of the villa. Being

strong, it was not a problem for him to climb over the gate, which was not

protected. He ran through the grass in the direction of the house, passing near

a fountain surmounted by a statue of a nude woman. A panel at the bottom of the

fountain told the history of the statue: It had originally been a 20 year-old

man who had tried to seduce Cindy, in the goal to become a noble. Cindy had not

been lured, and had made him pay for his foulness. Now he was a feminine statue,

in the pose of a woman caressing herself, with a look of excitement on her face.

The statue was fully conscious, and the feeling of excitement was very present

in her, and that was part of her fate: Being eternally aroused, without the

possibility of gaining satisfaction.

Alan was at the service door of the house. With an alarm checker, a gadget he

had made, he discovered the type of the alarm, and shut it down. Now the house

was his, and he could steal what he wanted!

He went through the rooms, searching for jewellery, objects of art, and money.

He found some, and then went upstairs, where were the bedrooms and playrooms.

The first door he opened was the bathroom, so he did not check it out any

further. The next room was obviously Cindy's bedroom, for it was filled with

posters of rock groups, and the furniture placed there were feminine. There was

a large bed, with a woman lying motionless on it.

Only by the shape of the form could he tell it was female, because she was

completely sealed inside a layer of rubber, which covered the entire bed. As

there wasn't any hole in the rubber, and as the figure was perfectly moulded,

Alan supposed that a spell prevented the slave from dying by lack of oxygen. The

slave could not even know that someone was there, for she was in complete

sensory deprivation, inside her rubber cocoon. She couldn't move either, the

layer covering her being fused into another layer of rubber beneath her.

Alan checked out the room, found a diamond necklace with assorted earrings which

he took, and some less valuable bracelets and rings, which he rejected: There

would likely be very valuable things to discover in the parents bedroom, which

he precisely where headed for. It was the next door he opened. There was a big

room, with a large canopy bed, several famous paintings on the walls, and a door

leading probably to the dressers. Alan looked at the paintings. Manipulating

each of them, he found that one was not suspended, but was part of the wall.

The secret mechanism was in the lower right corner, and a section of the wall

opened, revealing the entrance of the safe! Alan looked again at his alarm

checker, but it revealed nothing abnormal. He then entered the secret room. The

walls were filled with displays, which were full of the best jewels he had ever

seen. But it was the centre of the room that retained all his attention: On a

pedestal was a big diamond, bathed in light and burning of a thousand fires. He

looked at it carefully and, reaching his decision, he took it.

 Immediately, the door of the safe closed! He was trapped! Quickly, he calmed

down, and replaced the diamond on its support. It was no use, for the door

remained closed. He started to study the room, searching for a button or another

mean to opens the safe. Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, and his clothes

turned to dust, leaving him naked! Then he sensed that his movements were

getting stiffer by the second! He looked down, discovered that his skin was

taking a pale shine! He was turning to plastic! Panic shot in him, and he

struggled against the alteration, but it was fruitless. In less than a minute, a

naked mannequin of a man was standing in a safe full of jewels!

All he could do was stare at his reflection in the displays full of

marvellous things.

 Then he felt something happening to him. His entire body started to tingle. He

understood with despair what was going on as he saw his reflection reduce in

size, and becoming more and more feminine in shape.

His penis was pulled inside him, and became a vagina. In the same time he felt

his breasts expand. They developed to an average D-cup size, and were erect and

very sensitive. He saw in helpless state his face alter. The cheekbones went

higher, the lips became fuller, and the nose went smaller and prettier.

When the changes stopped, Alan was a petite but very sexy female mannequin,

appearing about 20 years old, frozen in a room full of jewels. She had shoulder

length blonde hair, soft facial features with bright red pouting lips, the

perfect hourglass figure with a pair of tits that cried out to be touched. She

had smooth, silky legs and the roundest ass. She tried to move, but was

incapable even to blink.

Then an unfamiliar sensation came over her. There was a slight feeling of heat

between her legs, and her breasts were not to be ignored. She understood that

she was becoming aroused, and could do nothing to escape her fate. Fortunately,

the arousal was bearable, just making her aware of her new gender.

She stayed there frozen stiff and slightly aroused till the Sunday afternoon.

Then a sudden variation of light occurred as the door of the safe was opened and

she saw Max and Jessica looking at her closely.

"Well, it seems that we have captured a pretty burglar, dear”, said Max

"Our spell was supposed to transform them into buxom beauties, you know it as

well as me" answered Jessica.

"Shall we call the police, or do we care of her ourselves?"

"I think we'll make our mind later. I want to have her out of the safe. Could

you please bring me the paralysing gun?"

"Just wait a minute, my dear". The man faded away and then returned a little

later, handing what appeared to be a stunner gun. Then Jessica drifted out of

view and less than thirty seconds later, Alan felt her body alter again, this

time turning back to humanity. Alan had not the time to say anything, for Max

had fired and she was paralysed again. Max came in and took Alan in his arms and

transported her on the bed.

"Well, dearie, our little burglar is out of the trap and awaits your attentions"

said Max with a chuckle.

"I think we don't need to call the police for this one. But I don't want another

slave girl, so I think we should give her to Cindy. Yes, she has a good

imagination and it will be a good training for her to use the magic items we

have shown."

"You were talking about me, mom?" asked a pretty young woman entering the

bedroom.

"We caught a burglar in the safe and we decided that you could take care of her,

sugar," said Jessica.

"Great! I just love to have slaves pleasing me!"

"That's the point. I don't want you to turn her as a slave. We have enough of

them in the mansion."

"Oh! Well in that case, I will need more time to decide myself about her"

Alan was terrified. That noble family possessed some transformation items, and

had the ideas to use them! More, they did not want to make her a slave, which

was bad enough, that is to say that they were about to turn her into a living

object!

"Take the magic ring, Cindy", said Max. He went into the safe and came back with

a gold ring. He gave it to his daughter.

"Thanks, Dad!" she replied, and put the ring on her left index finger. "I will

begin by putting her inside a globe, and give her an horny spell, so it will

pass her time while I make my decision. On the other side, I love to see an

aroused bimbo that can't stop herself!" Cindy turned her hands as if she was

holding a small ball and then a globe of clear glass materialized out of thin

air. Cindy concentrated, and then Alan felt her body shrinking, becoming smaller

and smaller. She regained the control of her body, but before she could do

anything, a great force was controlling her.

Alan was lifted into the air, and was attracted by the globe. With a cry of

terror, she hit the hard surface of the glass globe, but it did not hurt. In

fact, she passed through it and stopped inside of the ball of glass. She

remained trapped there.

While her parents laughed and left the room, Cindy went to her own bedroom, and

placed the globe on her desk.

"There you are, little thing! I hope you love masturbating, because you are

about to become a real hot one!" Cindy chuckled, pointing her finger at the

globe.

With that, Alan started to feel the arousal return, except that it was much,

much stronger. Her pussy ached with desire, and her breasts were tingling madly.

Without even thinking about, she started to fondle her breasts with one hand,

whereas the other stroked her moist sex. It didn't took long before she had her

first orgasm She exploded with a cry of pure pleasure, then collapsed, drained

of all energy, but the compelling spell made the arousal return again.

Cindy did not hear her pleas for mercy, for no sound could escape the globe.

Aroused by her actions, Cindy was fondling herself with delight, and both women

exploded simultaneously this time. While Cindy regained composure and left the

room, Alan was re-aroused once more. The bottom of the globe imprisoning her

started to be sticky with her dripping fluids, and she couldn't stop

masturbating madly.

Later, in the evening, Cindy came back to her room for the night, and made

herself orgasm while looking at Alan. Then, after having said "Good night" she

switched off the light and went to sleep, leaving a distressed and aroused Alan

crying in her globe, pleading for a rest that would not come.

When Cindy awoke the next morning, Alan was still at work. She had spent the

entire night fondling her, and was exhausted. She was coated with sweat and

pussy juice. Cindy modified the properties of the globe, so Alan could be heard.

"Hello, dolly! Did you spend a good night?" asked Cindy to the poor woman.

"Please let me stop! I'll do anything you want but make this arousal end!!! It's

killing me, I beg of you!"

"Well, if you insist, I'll do it for you." Immediately, Alan felt her arousal

fade away. She lay there, drained of all energy.

"I will now restore you to your original size. But I warn you! If you try

anything against me, you will return into your globe and I'll let you under the

arousal spell for two weeks!"

Alan did not reply, but she felt herself lifted and thrown through the globe.

She landed in the middle of Cindy's bed, and started growing.

When she was restored to her normal size, Cindy asked her "So, dolly, I think

you have a name?"

"I-- My name's Alan" came the whispering answer.

"Alan? But it's a man's name isn't it?"

"I was a man when I came into the safe, but the spell turned me into this

woman's shape"

"Wow, that's great! I hope you enjoyed your first orgasm as a female!"

"Cindy, please, I heard your parents. They don't want you to keep me as a slave,

so they want you to transform me into a living object! Don't do that and I'll do

everything you want. I will be your most obedient slave. I beg you..."

"We'll see about it later, dearie. At first, I want to dress myself and have

breakfast. But don't think about running away while I'm not here. You will find

that you can't go out of that bed, because I've place a invisible force field

all around it!"

Alan looked on with interest while Cindy put her clothes on and went out of her

room. She tried to go out of the bed, but was repulsed by an irresistible force.

She could not escape that goddamned bed, and was totally dependant of Cindy's

will. She had not to wait to long. Ten minutes later, Cindy was already coming

back, having had a good breakfast served by obedient slaves.

"My dear Alana -- I will call you Alana for you are no longer a man -- I have

made my mind about what to do with you! Just relax and enjoy!”

Alana had no time to answer anything. She was already shrinking again, and soon

a tiny girl of 30 cm height stood on the bed. Sensing that something horrible

was going to happen, she begged Cindy with fever, but it was no use. She

couldn't run away because the force field prevented her to. Suddenly her body

started to tingle and, to her horror, a force acted on her, making her limbs go

in a pre-determined position. Fighting as she could, Alana found she slowly

moved in the classic military standing at attention pose. Then there was a

feeling of tightness, as if her skin was tensioning. In fact, she was turning

slowly to rubber!

When the transformation stopped, Alana was a terrified rubber Barbie-doll

standing at attention! She wanted to move desperately, but had no way to control

her rubber body.

A giant Cindy looked at her, a big smile on her face.

“Want to move, sugar? Well, I'm sorry, but you can't, because you're rubber now.

A beautiful Barbie-doll like you must be immobile if I want to play with it!”

Laughing, she undressed, and then took Alana in her hand while climbing on the

bed.

“You know, Alana. I'm 17, and my interests in dolls like you are quite different

than those of a little child's!”

Without further words, Cindy took Alana by the legs, and started rubbing her

bare pussy with the mannequinized girl! Alana was horrified, for she had

understood the message. Her captor was using her like a dildo! But there was

another point of concern: this entire rubbing was terribly exciting for her

sensitive body, and Alana soon was helplessly aroused, and incapable to relieve

herself! Cindy was moaning, now, and used the poor Barbie-doll to also fondle

her breasts before returning back to her pussy.

Cindy was enough excited, now. Her vagina was wet and ready, so she could pass

to the next phase of her masturbation. Alana's worst thought became reality. She

was guided head first to the now engorged lips for her mistress' pussy. She saw

Cindy's hand part them, revealing the interior of her dripping vagina. With a

mental cry of terror, she was slowly pushed inside the awaiting sex. She could

smell the aroma of Cindy's pleasure as she sank further in the inner sanctum.

Then Cindy applied a slow pumping motion to the poor excited doll, clenching

lovingly the walls of her pussy around her terrified dildo! For Alana, it was

far more arousing, because she was squeezed all around her body! As Cindy's

orgasm went closer, the moved her captive faster, and squeezed her harder. The

doll was now mentally begging for sexual release. She felt her empty sex craving

with desire, while her breasts were aroused like hell.

Cindy climaxed at last, literally crushing Alana inside her sex. After a moment

of immobility, as she was recovering, she withdrew the doll. Alana was coated

with pussy-juice, and desperately aroused. To her utter despair, she was simply

put on the nightstand and left like this while Cindy went to sleep. Alana was

mad with desire, but could not relieve the tensions burning in her rubber pussy.

She could not satisfy her needs to fondle her nipples. She could not move at

all, and that was adding to the sea of frustration she was engulfed into.

Fortunately for her, as time went along, most of the arousal faded away. She

finished the night slightly aroused.

This was the beginning of a new life for Alana. She was just a Barbie-doll, left

on display in Cindy's room. All satisfaction was denied to her despite her

arousal, like the statue in the garden. Alana dreaded the times when she was

used as a sex-toy, because she was made to crave for an orgasm that never came.

Time passed over and over. Alana was part of Cindy's sexual life, witnessing

every detail of her owner's perversions. She could only stare impotently as

Cindy made love with another man or woman. She was often used as a “warm-up”,

and rejected on the nightstand when her task had been accomplished.

Alana noticed that Cindy's behaviour was changing a little. Obviously, a

particular man was in her thought, for she spent more and more time with him.

They were making passionate love, and their relationships were becoming more

than a simple “fuck and go” story. One day, when the couple was in bed, Alana

heard Jeff asking Cindy what she wanted for her 21st birthday. The doll was

shocked to learn that nearly four years had passed since her transformation. She

was even more stunned when Cindy answered her lover: “You. I want you for my

birthday!” She wanted to marry him, and Jeff happily accepted. Their lovemaking

restarted with much enthusiasm, and Alana felt even more dejected. She longed to

be human again, to be able to share those emotions again.

But this was the last twist in Alana's life.

A few weeks later, it was the day of the wedding. Jeff was busy outside, and

Cindy was looking at a catalogue in order to find some erotic lingerie to wear

during her first night as Jeff's wife. Alana was standing as usual on the

nightstand when she noticed Cindy staring at her, as if hit by a wonderful idea.

The rubber doll had not been addressed to for ages, so it was a great shock when

Cindy spoke to her

“My sweet Barbie-doll! I almost forgot that you are living in there! As you know

already, this a big day for me. My life will change forever, for I am going to

live with Jeff in his new house. You are very beautiful like this, but you are

less useful to me, so I will make you a favour. You will be freed of your doll

state, for I want to play with you one last time.”

Alana could not believe her ears. At last freedom was at hand! Inwardly, she

cried with happiness. Then her body tingled, and she was slowly transformed

back. When it stopped, Alana was standing naked before Cindy. Tentatively, she

moved her arms around her body, like if she was discovering it. She whispered

“God…” and collapsed on the bed, unconscious.

When she regained her senses, Cindy was still smiling at her.

“Hello, sugar! I'm sure that you are glad to move again, don't you?”

“Ooooh! I can touch my body at last!” Alana was fondling herself with delight,

uncaring of the question. Then she felt Cindy's hands on her, as the Mistress

went on the bed, and they started to kiss and lick themselves. When it came, the

intensity of Alana's orgasm made her pass out. As she came back to her, she was

still in her lover's tender embrace.

“Alana, I would like to ask you a question: Do you like my body?"

"Oh! Yes, you have the loveliest body I've ever seen!"

"I asked you that question because you are lovely too, and I would like to make

love with you again!"

Alana did not hesitate a second. Having been frustrated for so much time, the

precedent orgasm was not enough, and she wanted more. A lot more!

"I want to make love with you! I think that I'm able to orgasm till the end of

time!"

Alana French-kissed Cindy, and then went in a 69 position, with Cindy under her.

Alana and started to eat her mistress' pussy with her mouth while her hands

played with her nipples and fondled her breasts. She was rewarded by low moans

of pleasure. As she got further, she started to feel aroused, but did not stop

her ministrations.

Her tongue was licking deep inside Cindy's vagina and her fingers were massaging

her erect nipples. She could sense that Cindy was on the verge of orgasm, now,

so she accelerated, pressing her face in Cindy's crotch, licking and slurping as

fast as she could. Then it hit her that her fingers were not playing with

Cindy's nipples anymore, but that her hands were cupping the entire breast, and

she could not go back on the nipples.

Next she sensed Cindy change position. Still moaning, the girl turned herself on

her belly making Alana turn flat on her back. Still slurping Cindy's pussy,

Alana felt then as if she was bent in two, like if she wanted to touch her

fingers with her toes. But in her position, she felt her body coming in contact

with Cindy's buttocks and her legs were touching Cindy's back. Her arousal was

becoming barely bearable, but she kept licking the wet pussy. Cindy's orgasm

smashed at last! Alana kept slurping madly, tantalizing the erect clit She heard

the moans of pleasure of Cindy, and was decided not to stop until told to...

But she could now tell that there was something wrong with her body. She felt as

if she had been wrapped all around Cindy's body, except around the arms and

legs! But the arousal was so strong that her only thought was that if she had

made Cindy come, Cindy would probably allow her to come too. So she still worked

her mouth on Cindy's pussy. Then it appeared that she could not anymore extend

her tongue inside the vagina. In fact, she could not move her face out of

Cindy's crotch at all! Then she felt herself becoming lighter and lighter. Fear

gripped her and she tried to ask what was happening to her, but she could not

even utter a word! The contours of Cindy's body were becoming more and more

defined under hers. Suddenly, Alana tried to gasp! Her body was becoming

incredibly sensitive. It seemed like she had two pussies filled to capacity, and

her breasts were dilated and erect! As she tried again to pull out of Cindy's

crotch, she discovered then that she could not move at all. Lost in terror, she

did not sense Cindy calm down from her violent orgasm. Suddenly, her sight

changed, and what she could see was puzzling her. She was seeing between two

round mounds of what appeared satin, exactly where the sensations of her breasts

were!

Then Cindy spoke. "Wow! You were wonderful! It's the best orgasm I've had since

I turned my first slave into a pantyhose while she was eating my pussy!"

She stepped out of the bed, and Alana found herself following the every movement

of Cindy. The sensation of movement made her arousal increase dramatically, and

she orgasmed almost at once. As the girl stood in front of the mirror covering

the wall, admiring herself, Alana could discover that the girl instead of being

naked, was dressed with a satin teddy that fit like a second skin. Then the

realisation downed on her as Cindy explained:  "You did turn out quite well,

Alana. You know, I was previously looking for an erotic undergarment when I made

my mind on a lovely satin teddy. As I wanted you to be useful for me, I just

turned you into one! But I found that it was not erotic enough for Jeff, so I

decided that it should be enhanced. I have put an erotic spell on it. In that

way, when he'll see it, Jeff will immediately want to make love with me!”

The truth exploded in Alana's mind. "My god! I'm stuck as a satin teddy! She did

turn me in a living object!"

Alana went into frenzy, trying desperately to move, to cry, to do ANYTHING, but

it was no use. Worst, the slightest movement of Cindy was sending a thrill of

arousal in her, and she was about to climax again.

"I know that you are begging me to restore you in a human's shape. I won't,

because in a way you are the erotic spell. Jeff will sense your passion and that

will turn him on for me. When I will move, you will become deliriously aroused,

and your mind will explode in wonderful orgasms. When you will not be put on,

you will feel just mildly excited, but you won't be able to get any

satisfaction. One day I will probably tire myself of the teddy you are trapped

in, but don't worry, I'll turn you in another piece of lingerie. I think you

would look perfect as a bra! But I can assure you that you will be part of my

undergarments for ever!"

Cindy then started to put on her wedding dress. She exploded in mind-bending

orgasms as the dress slipped around her, caressing her forms. It was a high-cut

satin dress, so the white material occulted Alana's field of vision. Trapped

between the body of her tormentor and the dress, she was stimulated on both

sides, and mentally begged for mercy between the delirious orgasms that rocked

her.

The wedding ceremony was a blur for Alana. Constantly pushed over the edge, she

did not really cared about what was happening around her. When the couple had

said the famous “yes” to the priest, it was time for the kiss. Alana felt a

sudden pressure on her as Jeff enlaced and kissed his wife. For the poor teddy,

the feeling was so strong that it took several minutes for her to only remember

who or what she was! Then the sensation returned, and she was delirious again,

lost in her heaven/hell of stimulation and orgasms.

Then came the moment for the couple to go to bed. Alana felt the dress being

unzipped, and exploded again as Cindy stepped out of it. As she exhibited her

teddy, Alana saw Jeff look at her wife with hunger. As they enlaced themselves,

kissing passionately on the bed, Alana's mind shattered in orgasmic pieces. When

she came back to her senses, she was lying on the floor. The couple was making

love loudly. For Alana, it was a great relief. The orgasms were not rocking her

every minute. She was only mildly aroused, but it was nothing compared to the

sensations she had when Cindy was wearing her. Here, on the floor, she could

think without mentally scream of pleasure, or beg for release. It was almost

like she was a rubber Barbie-doll. Almost, because when she was a doll, she had

the hope to be human again.

Now, her fate was sealed. She was a piece of lingerie.

Evil Magic World 2 - The Fugitives

His name was Erik. It was his birthday and he was proud of himself!

He was strong, clever and had been selected to be an engineer, which was what he

wanted to do.

His parents were cool with him, and at 18, he had just two more years of studies

so he could be on his own! A good work, a good wife, a few slaves if he could

afford some, the road was all traced before him. He was going out with Lydia, as

they had grown up together. She had a cascade of red curls framing a gorgeous

face with large green eyes under fine brows. High cheekbones bracketed a

delicate nose. Her mouth looked just slightly too large, with full pouting lips,

a slender neck. Her shoulders were narrower than her D-cup breasts that made her

clothes seem on the bursting point. Her waist was tiny, with full hips and long

shaped legs.

For his birthday, he had planned the evening. With Lydia, he would go to the

restaurant, then to the movies, then in a place with good music. After that,

they would go to his apartment and they would make passionate love.

But things didn't go as planned…

They went to the restaurant, and started their dinner, having eyes only for each

other.

But at the coffee, a maid came, holding a rose and a note, destined to Lydia.

The son of a noble that was having dinner in the back of the restaurant was

asked her for a «ride».

Both lovers knew that a noble could have sex with every girl he wanted. It was

part of his privileges. If the girl did not accept, it was considered as an

offence, so she could be arrested and turned as a slave. If the man opposed the

noble, it was also an offence, and the man would be arrested and turned into a

female slave. The two lovers knew that, but it was Erik's birthday. Erik was

light-headed by the wine, and he did not want Lydia to submit to this ridiculous

law.

So the couple did not finish the coffee. They ran out of the restaurant, hoping

that the noble could not recognise them, and that he would soon forget Lydia for

another girl.

The rest of the evening went as planned. They watched a good movie enlaced each

other, then went to the discotheque and danced till the end of the night. Next

the couple headed to Erik's apartment and they made love until late in the

morning.

Life did go on and, after two weeks, the incident in the restaurant was

forgotten.

Erik turned the key of the apartment. It was Wednesday evening and he was

tired of a boring eight hours long informatics course. He picked up the phone

and called Lydia in her studio.

“Hi! This is Erik, honey! How are you going?”

“Hi sugar! The courses were crazy, today and I'm drained! Would you like to come

home for a good dinner?”

“Of course! I'll knock your door at eight!”

 Erik was happy. Lydia had invited him for dinner, which means a night full of

lovemaking!

He arrived at Lydia's door exactly at eight, and knocked the door as usual.

“It's open!” came the faint answer of Lydia. She must have been in the bathroom

and had probably forgotten the hour, as usual too. Erik came into the living

room. The table was dressed, and the meal was cooking in the kitchen. He checked

out the door of Lydia's bathroom. It was opened so he came in. There was no one

there. Smiling, he went to the girl's bedroom and opened the door, then stopped

dead.

 There were two women there, but all were dressed in black latex, in the

uniforms of a mistress and her slave. The mistress was a tall woman wearing high

heel boots on a latex cat suit, which hid nothing of her voluptuous anatomy. She

wore a hood that left her face opened. On her waist was a belt on which several

items were suspended: A dildo whip, a stunner gun… She looked totally in control

of her slave and seemed delighted of that.

The slave was Lydia, but only her shape could tell it. She was dressed in a

latex cat suit too, but the comparison with the other woman stopped there.

Lydia wore ballet boots with incredibly high heels. Leather straps bound her

legs around the ankles, above and below the knees and around the thighs. He

waist was heavily constricted by a rubber corset, which ended just below the

breasts. The bottom of the corset had a large belt running between her legs,

holding two inflatable dildoes in place, for the pumps of the dildoes were

hanging from the strap.

Around her neck was a rubber collar, holdings Lydia's head unmovable in an erect

posture. The collar was connected to the corset by a set of straps running

beyond and behind her body.

Only the shape of the body told Erik that it was Lydia, because the head was

unrecognisable.

Lydia had been fitted with an inflatable gag, which had been pumped to capacity,

preventing her to make any sound. Then a hood had been drawn on her. It had only

two holes for the nostrils, so Lydia was blind. What Erik did not know was that

the mistress had fitted Lydia with rubber earplugs, so she could not hear

anything at all. She was not even aware of his presence, left in a dark and

soundless sea of fear.

Lydia's arms had been bound together behind her back, and then slipped in a

single rubber glove held by straps across her shoulders and above her breasts.

The end of the glove was fitted with a ring, connected to her crotch strap.

“Welcome in our little playground, young man!” said the Mistress. “As you can

see, your little girlfriend is now my slave, and soon you will be too!”

Erik did not answer. Rage exploded in his mind, and he erupted in the room to

kill the mistress.

He could not approach her. Suddenly, he felt a force attracting him, and

discovered that the source of that attraction was the mirror that covered the

wall near him. He resisted with all his energy, but he was loosing ground and

came nearer and nearer of the mirror.

When he touched the surface of the looking glass, the attraction ceased. He went

to strike again, but he was stuck on the mirror!

“What is this thing evil cowgirl? I'll rip your ass out of you when I get out of

this!” he shouted.

“But you are not going out of this, sucker! I'd rather say that you're going IN

this” replied the Mistress.

As she said those words, he felt as if he the surface of the glass was melting

behind him, and he started to be sucked in the depths of the mirror. He tried to

resist, but the result of his struggle made him sink further, then, with a cry

of despair, he was totally absorbed. It was like he was being pressed between to

surfaces. He could move only laterally from side to side in the mirror. He was

helpless and could only wait, staring at the Mistress and Lydia.

“Now that I have your attention, let me introduce myself. I am Mistress Lynn,

and I'm a close friend of Frank Devlin, the man you left in a restaurant two

weeks ago. He told me about your lovely couple and how you ran so swiftly after

he asked for Lydia. He did not call the cops, because he knew that I loved to

turn lawbreakers into slaves. So I went in chase for you, and now I've got you

both in my web!” She grinned at Lydia's bound form. “She was very easy to

capture. I just had to open her door and wait for her return. I did not let her

speak when she first saw me. I stunned her. Then I explained what I was going to

do to her, and I really loved the frightened look in her eyes, but I had to take

you so I went to work on her. As you can see, she is strictly bound, plugged and

gagged. She can't see or hear anything, and she doesn't even know that you are

there. I must confess this is I who answered your call. I like to imitate the

voices of my victims. Well, enough speech! I will now take you in my dungeon,

and have a lot of fun with you both!”

With that, the Mistress took a camera from a purse on the bed. She raised it

toward Lydia and pressed the trigger. There was a flash of light and Lydia was

gone! Then a paper came out of the camera, with the picture of Lydia on it.

“I love to take pictures like this! But it is kind a pity, Lydia doesn't know

she's been turn into a picture of herself. She is just aware that she can't move

at all but she doesn't know why. Now it's your turn, but I have another trick

for you to sample!”

She went then toward the mirror. Erik could only stare with fear at the

Mistress. Pressing her breasts on the mirror, she said, “Come in, dear”.

Suddenly, Erik felt an intense attraction and saw the Mistress becoming taller

as he shrunk. He was lifted into the air, and landed on the right breast of the

mistress. He then sensed he was sinking in the rubber, and his world went dark.

He felt then the contact of latex all around him, and an intense tension. He

found out that he could not move, no mater how he tried. He heard Lynn

explaining. “I made you absorbed in the latex covering my right breast, so you

are now as helpless as your pictured girlfriend!”

As the mistress went to her dungeon, Erik could feel the variations of the

tension in the latex holding him, due to the giggling of the breast he was on.

He could hear the traffic and the conversations around him as Lynn walked in the

streets. Then there was the sound of a car as she drove home. A moment of

immobility, and the he felt the woman move again as she got out of the car.

Mistress Lynn had parked her car in the garage of her mansion, which was

isolated in the country, in the centre of a wood. She came into the house,

welcomed by one of her obedient latex slave maid, and then took the elevator to

go in the depths of her dungeon, situated twenty meters underground.

She stood at the centre of her playground, though a little, the smiled and

said:

“Well, My dear Erik! I told you earlier that I caught you in my web, and that's

what it will happen to you. Come out, now!”

Immediately, Erik sensed the latex reject him. He floated toward a frame from

which a myriad of straps were hanging. When he landed under the frame, he had

been restored to his full size, albeit he was naked. He had barely the time to

take a glimpse of the dungeon, which was completely covered in rubber.

Immediately, the straps, that had come alive, assaulted him. He ended thoroughly

spread-eagled, suspended by the hands and the feet. Mistress Lynn was already

behind him, and pushed an inflatable rubber gag in his mouth before fastening it

behind his head.

She began pumping the gag to its full capacity, reducing his protests to nearly

inaudible gurgling noises. Then she paused to admire her handiwork.

“It seems that you are quite helpless, my dear. Think you are a little fly in a

spider's web, but I did not choose already how I would eat you! Let's check out

your girlfriend, now.”

She opened the purse containing Lydia's picture, took it out and said:”Come out,

dearie!” Instantaneously, Lydia was restored before the Mistress. Sensing that

she was no longer paralysed, Lydia struggled slightly, but her bonds hold her

fully in place, and the inflated dildoes made her remember that she should keep

unmoving.

Lynn went behind Lydia and unfastened the hood keeping her blind, and removed

the earplugs. Lydia blinked a few moments before regaining her sight. Then she

tried to scream behind her gag, for she had seen Erik in front of her. A faint

mewing was all to be heard.

“Don't panic, Lydia, there's nothing you can do to rescue your little

boyfriend.” Laughed Mistress Lynn at the struggling captive. “I think I'll have

you suspended for a moment, while I put Erik in a shape more suitable for my

slaves!” A strap appeared above the bound girl, connected itself at the back of

the corset, and then shortened, lifting Lydia up in the air. Then another strap

appeared anchored on the floor under the captive, and bound itself at her

ankles. Lydia was now quite stretched in mid-air. Mistress Lynn added to her

discomfort by saying:”As I don't want you to get bored, I supposed that you

would welcome a little entertainment. But as you are to be punished, I won't let

you get your satisfaction from it” As she spoke, Lydia felt the two dildoes come

to life, vibrating softly. The vibrations were strong enough to bring Lydia in a

state of intense arousal, but not enough to make her climax.

Erik was watching with fear as the Mistress suspended his lover. His fear went

higher when Lynn turned back and came to him.

“You know, it's been a long time since I made love with a man like you, sweet

cake. But you will discover that my lovemaking is quite different from what you

expect to be when you take a lady. You soon will be aware of a lot of new

sensations, I can assure you!”

With that, she took of her belt and started caressing her breasts. Moving her

right hand to her crotch, she fondled her sex through the rubber. Then a slot

appeared, giving access to her already awaiting pussy. All this show had worked

its magic on Erik, for his sex was hard as rock. Lynn then enlaced him, impaling

her softly on his rod, and started to move softly, giving him an intense

pleasure as his shaft was milked with an expert skill. While she rode him, Lynn

caressed his stretched body with her hands, and he began to alter. His waist

shrunk, while his hips expanded. His arms and legs were taken next, becoming

delicately feminine. As the transforming man was getting shorter, the bonds

adapted and became longer, to compensate. The Mistress altered Erik's head,

giving him a lovely woman's face. Erik did not notice what was going on. He was

in heaven, eyes closed, lost in the heavenly sensations given by the expert

pussy of the Mistress, but suddenly, as he was about to climax, he felt a

sensation of swelling in his chest, and his nipples became incredibly sensitive.

He opened his eyes and found out that he now possessed a very functional pair of

breasts. That was when the sensations in his sex went out of control. With a

muffled feminine cry, he ejaculated in Lynn's vagina, while she clenched

furiously around him as the orgasm took her too. Then there was an intense

feedback as Erik exploded in a mind-blowing orgasm as his sex reshaped itself in

a vagina. The sensations fading away, Erik understood that Lynn had turned him

into a woman. She was still spread-eagled, and struggled to free herself from

her bondage, screaming behind her gag. But the bonds did not give, and the

giggling of her breasts and faint mewing from her mouth only rewarded her.

Mistress Lynn watched with delight the new girl fight her bonds. “As you have

turn into a very sexy girl, I will call you Erika from now! But it is only the

beginning of your punishment, for I have soooo much other things to make to

you!”

For Erika, those words were like a cold shower, and she stopped struggling and

moaning. With her pretty blue eyes filled with fear, she stared at her captor

who laughed in pure delight. “Yes, you are a slave, by now. I can do all that I

want to you, and I will. There are unlimited possibilities with you and Lydia.

Just imagine: As you are two lovers, I think you like to make passionate love,

don't you? Then I can isolate you two in a room, and make you so excited that

you will be in a perpetual face to crotch. Or I can turn you in a dildo that I

would fit in her pussy, or perhaps turn her in a dildo I would fit in yours? Or

would you become her pussy, and feel the intensity of her passion? I can make

you become any part of her, even put your soul in her body. You would feel as if

you were she, but you would be only a passenger, with no control on her actions.

It would be funny, wouldn't it? Or I can make you become a latex cat suit she

would wear, or any piece of lingerie I want. Wow! Just by thinking at what I can

do to you makes me horny as hell. It's a pity that you no longer have a dick to

satisfy me, sweet cake”

While saying that, she was fondling Erika's breasts with a hand whereas the

other played with the girl's sex. Erika was struggling, trying to escape Lynn's

hands, for the sensations they induced were too new to her. But it was no use.

Spread-eagled as she was, she could only endure the ministrations of the

exulting Mistress. The fondling continued during several minutes in silence,

just troubled by the sighs of Lynn, and the moans of two excited girls, for

Lydia was constantly aroused by her dildoes.

Then Lynn stopped fondling Erika's body. “I see that you are excited, my little

slave. I should have right here something to make you come like a good girl!”

She went to a chest behind Erika, opened the lid. Erika heard her fumble inside

the chest, then a little cry of excitation told her that Lynn had found what she

was looking for. “Oh, dearie, you will love this one! “ said the Mistress.

Erika felt then a wide belt being fastened tight around her waist. There was

another strap dangling behind the belt, between her buttocks. She sensed Lynn

make a few adjustments to that strap. Then Lynn was in front of her. She took

the dangling strap and lifted it up. Immediately, Erika felt something hit her

vagina. It was a dildo! She was now going to be penetrated, and her struggles

were to no avail. Slowly, she sensed the dildo find its way in, parting her

vaginal lips, and sinking further in her moist pussy. This sensation made her

twist in her bonds, giggling her boobs and moaning in her gag, only to hear the

chuckles of the Mistress. “You can feel this dildo fill you up, don't you? Don't

try to tell me that you don't want it, your pussy is dripping wet! It feels sooo

good, to be penetrated by a long hard big shaft, you feel it invading your pussy

completely, and the sensations are sooo overwhelming…

There it is, sugar, you have your baby right in place. Oh, by the way, you might

notice the nub on your clit. It's a special gift, you know! Let me tell you:

Captors in your dildo measure the amount of pussy juice you make. When your

juice flow comes under a predetermined valour, your dildo starts vibrating

during five minutes. Then it stops vibrating, and it's the turn of the nub on

your clit, which is a clitoral stimulator, to vibrate during five minutes. It

will send you over the edge, and you might have several orgasms in one round of

stimulation. Statistically, you will have an orgiastic cycle of forty minutes:

Ten minutes of stimulation, thirty minutes of rest, the time for your pussy to

dry a little, then again ten minutes of stimulation… But reassure you, I won't

let you bound like this, you will soon be more comfortable to climax!!”

As she spoke, she had fastened the crotch strap tightly to the waist belt. Erika

squirmed and pumped madly, trying to dislodge the intruder in her sex, but the

strap kept pressed the dildo deep inside her pussy. Suddenly, Erika felt the

straps holding her loosen, as she was released from her spread-eagle position.

She had no time to rest, for the Mistress, now far more stronger than her, bent

her arms behind her and bound her wrists in the small of her back, no matter how

hard she tried to fight. Lynn guided a resisting Erika toward a latex mattress

in the corner of the dungeon. The slave was next pushed and fell on the

mattress. Lynn helped her to lie flat on her back, and then held her slave in

place a few seconds, and stood up. Erika wanted to move to stand up, but she

discovered that she was glued on the latex, from the shoulders to her ass! Then

she screamed in her gag when the latex started to climb over her body,

effectively encapsulating her, lying on her back, with her legs tightly closed,

holding them fast no matter how hard she kicked. The terror of the bound girl

went up when her head was taken, covering her ears, then her gagged mouth, then

her eyes and her nose, leaving only two holes for her to breathe. She was

trapped in total darkness. Erika heard the distant voice of Lynn: “Erika, I must

tell you that you are incredibly sexy, now that you are completely encapsulated

in rubber. But it is time for your show to start! Have fun, my slave! Enjoy your

beginning in rubber sex!”

With that, Erika felt the dildo in her vagina come to life. The vibration was

strong, and made her clench involuntary her pussy around the intruder, forcing

muffled moans of unwanted pleasure. She felt her pussy lubricate heavily with

passion, and understood that the climax was getting nearer. More, her nipples

were now fully erect and demanding attention. At this moment, Erika knew that if

she had not been gagged, she would have begged anyone to fondle her breasts. In

defeat, as she was accepting her fate, the vibration in her pussy stopped. Her

relief was short lived. A few seconds later, the clitoral stimulator started its

work, making her cry in despair. There was no way out, and the orgasm smashed

her thirty seconds later. But the stimulator on her clit was programmed for five

minutes, so it kept buzzing, extending her climax and driving the poor girl

crazy with erotic sensations.

Mistress Lynn watched Erika shudder in release. She knew by experience that

after eight hours of this treatment, Erika would have a very good comprehension

of her femininity, and her sexual needs would be increased. She would then be

ready for the next step of her conversion.

Smiling, she turned at the bound form of Lydia.

The suspended girl was sweating profusely in her latex bondage. She was aroused

like hell, but the low vibration of her inflatable dildoes did not allow any

release. She needed to touch her aching breasts so much that she thought they

were about to burst. At this moment, Lydia was barely a woman. She was a super

charged pussy, an atomic bomb awaiting the ignition to explode.

Lynn knew what was happening in Lydia, and delighted of it. It was her power to

allow a slave to come or not. It was the best way to teach her who was in

control. She addressed Lydia:”I bet you would give anything for an orgasm! But I

don't want you to loose your mind on your first punishment, so I will allow you

to come. In five minutes, your dildoes will vibrate with enough force to make

you climax!”

Lydia heard the Mistress. The arousal was even worse, for now she knew that

release was at end.

The minutes went awfully slowly. Lydia was about to fall in an abyss of madness

when the low vibration went much, much stronger, according the release she

wanted so desperately. Her orgasm was devastating by its power. During several

minutes, she climaxed again and again, tetanized in her bonds. Then, as all the

storms make place to calm weather, her body went limp, more than satisfied and

exhausted. Lydia knew she had just had the best and yet the most terrifying

orgasm of her life. She would do anything not to be punished that way again.

Mistress Lynn smiled at Lydia. “I think that this punishment is enough to make

you understand that from now I rule whatever you feel. You are a slave. Your

body belongs to me, and I can do whatever I want with it. Now I will let you

rest in your bondage. Tomorrow, I will make you much closer to Erika! Sleep

thigh, sweetheart!” Lydia did not hear the laughing Mistress walk away. She had

drifted in a merciful sleep.

For Erika, sleep was not at hand. She struggled for release as hard as she could

in her cocoon of latex, but it was fruitless. She was soaked with sweat and

pussy juice, and now feared and welcomed the vibrations of the dildo and of the

clitoral stimulator, which were bringing fabulous orgasms. Every time the

clitoral stimulator stopped, she hoped that her pussy would stay enough

lubricated not to initiate another cycle again. But at the same time, she hoped

the dildo to come alive as soon as possible to give her those wonderful

sensations back. If she had been given the choice, she was even not sure to want

to be a man again. She had long ago lost track of time, and was floating in a

smooth heaven/hell of feminine sensations. Erika was in the recovery phase of

her stimulation cycle when she had the great shock to hear the voice of her

Mistress again.

“Morning, dolly. It's time to get up! I know you would prefer to stay in

position to be orgasmed again and again, but we have other plans for you today!

Lydia is already awake and struggling deliciously in her suspension bondage.” At

this time, Erika felt the rubber encapsulating her retract into the mattress she

was lying of. She could see again, and was soon helped up by the Mistress.

Albeit she had spent all the night awake and climaxing, she was not tired, but

very relaxed. She moved tentatively her arms, to discover that they were still

bound behind her. She did not try to run away from the Mistress, for she knew

that she would get a punishment that would not be enjoyable. So Erika understood

that she was well on her way to be tamed, and stand dejectedly at attention.

Lynn saw the emotions flowing in Erika. She had seen them on many slaves before.

“I know what you feel, dearie. You would like to run away from me, but you fear

a punishment. On the other side, I know I attract you, for I am the one who made

you feel so much. But you are my little pet, and from now, you will get

satisfaction only when I will decide to, and I will decide to when it will be

the most embarrassing to you! You will learn to please me the way I want. You

will learn to please any man or woman, and your own satisfaction will not be in

your control. When

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