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 you will understand that, you will truly be a slave, but before, your world will be as sea of submission, humiliation, arousal and frustration.”
The ring of several bells then interrupted Lynn. “Oh Gods! A communication from my Major Mistress! I must answer immediately! Don’t go away, I’ll be right back!”
With that, she ran out of the dungeon. Erika thought it was the moment for trying an escape! She started to come to Lydia, in order to free her, but her body started to tingle. She took a step, but found that her movements were slowing down. An incredible sensation of tightness took her, followed by an intense arousal. She arched herself under the sensation, breasts trusted forward and back out. Orgasm smashed her, as the tightness increased around all her body. She found out that she was completely paralysed, a simple blink being out of her reach! With no mirror to see her reflection, Erika could not realize that she had become a stunning  marble statue of herself! She could only wait the return of her Mistress, started to be lost in unfulfilled arousal.
 Lydia was squirming in her bonds, searching for a weakness in her bondage, but there was not even the slightest. She had heard Lynn and feared her future as a slave. It was hard to believe that Erik, now Erika, a so handsome man, had accepted his new femininity so rapidly. Lydia knew by her punishment what the Mistress meant when she promised Erika that she could not get satisfaction of her own, and was terrified. When Lynn had ran out of the dungeon, Lydia had had a hope that Erika would free them both, so they could overpower the Mistress, but her hope turned to deep despair when she saw Erika turn into an excited marble statue.
 Then both girls heard Mistress Lynn come back. She had an indefinable look on her face.
“I hate to do that, but I will have probably to stop working on you, dearies. The good news is that Major Mistress Sylvia has called me. She is one of the sorceresses elected in the beginning. She will be there in a few hours. I have earned her favours, and she wants to give me a new magic item, which will be very useful to me. The bad news is that she is in search for untamed slaves, and was very interested by a couple of lovers. So I will have to abandon you both to her. I think I will have a thought for you two when she starts working on you, for she is far more evil than me. As she seeks a couple of lovers, I will put you in a cage and give you a continuous love spell.”
There was a flash of light, and both slaves found them free of all bonds, naked in the centre of a cage. But they had no time to say anything. Arousal shot at an unbearable level, and they found themselves attracted uncontrollably by the other’s body. They went immediately in a face to crotch position, and started to slurp and lick their pussies. Only moans of desperate passion were heard, for each girl knew that the arousal burning in her was the effect of an evil spell. Both girls were taken by convulsive orgasms, but the arousal returned inexorably, preventing them to even lift one’s heads from the other’s dripping pussy.
They were still under the influence of the spell when Lynn reappeared with another woman.
Major Mistress Sylvia was a tall woman, with perfect curves, for she had long ago altered her body to fit the best standards in beauty. She wore a blue latex cat suit, which stopped at her neck. Her auburn hair was cascading on her shoulders, and a green aura radiated from her whole body.
“So this is the couple of lovers you told me about, Lynn. They seem pretty busy at the moment!”
“I put them under a continuous love spell, Mistress. They started the show about three hours ago.”
“Mmm, sure they get their kicks. How strong was their love before you took them?”
“Their love was very strong. In fact, it is because of it that they fell into my dungeon. You see, Erika was a handsome man. He had taken Lydia to the restaurant, and a noble friend of mine asked to take Lydia for a ride. The couple ran away, and my friend told me about them.”
“Well, it fits me. You know, Lynn, I am in search for that kind of person, because I have found a way to convert the emotions of a person into manna. The more the emotions are, the more my power is kept at its top. But I won’t tell you more, my dear.”
“Mistress, I must thank you for the item. My radius of action has been doubled, and I will be capable of converting a lot more slaves!”
“You’re welcome, Lynn. Now I will ensnare your two birds and leave.”
The love spell ceased abruptly. Erika and Lydia had just the time to separate themselves. Then Lydia felt her body become lighter and smaller. With a cry of fear, she was drawn to the chest of her new Mistress, then, with a liquid hiss, she found herself absorbed by the left breast, while Erika watched, frozen in terror. Then Sylvia cast a spell on the remaining girl. Erika begged with all her energy, but she soon felt her body become lighter. She gripped a bar of the cage with all her strength, but she was already shrinking. Soon, she could not grip it with the hands, so she wrapped her arms on the bar. The attraction took her and she left the floor, crying hysterically, making Sylvia smile.
“You know, Lynn, it’s when the slaves are aware of their transformation and try to resist it that I get the greatest pleasure! Don’t you, dear?”
“Yes, that’s why I love to alter them in every way I can, Mistress”
“You have always been a good disciple to me. Now, Erika, it’s time to come in your new home for a while. You are about to become the latex around my breasts, so you will cup your friend nicely!”
Erika still gripped the bar with survival fever, but the attraction was getting stronger, and she was slowly loosing the battle. More, she felt a heat between her legs, as she was aroused again. Then she could take it no longer. Screaming uncontrollably, she released her grip and floated towards the Mistress. She hit the breasts gently, the feet on the right breast and the head on the left one. Then her whole world went blue, as she was absorbed. The feeling was much stronger than when Lynn had made Erik part of the latex covering her breast. At this time, Erika was a male, and had the impression of having still a human shape, tensed upon a tender support. In that case, Erika could no longer feel her body as a human. There was no feeling of any member, but she felt her cup the massive breasts of the woman. There was no movement, but an intense feeling of arousal. She could hear, but her vision was reduced to a blue wall, and she could not make the slightest sound. She was lost in utter distress, which was adding to her arousal.
Lydia was in the same state of mind, but she felt compressed in something. Her world was black, and the sounds were made distant due to the latex covering her.
When Mistress Sylvia moved, both girls sensed their bodies giggle slightly. This was the only motion they could sense. The travel of Sylvia to her lair last an eternity for the transformed slaves. Then sensed that they were rejected. They were being restored at last! But with their restoration came a feeling of great pressure.
Both girls discovered that they were coated with latex from head to toes. Their skin seemed to have been turned to black rubber. Both were utterly bald. There was a gag in their mouth. Their arms had been pinioned behind them as they wore a single glove that made their elbows touch. Each girl wore an incredibly tight corset that gave her wasp like waist. Their legs were bound above and below the knees and at the ankles. They were lying on the floor of a small room with no opening and no furniture. The walls, floor and roof were made of latex. Light radiated from the latex, and both girls had the feeling to be entombed somewhere, which made them tremble with fear.
The voice of the Mistress came from nowhere: “Welcome, my toys! You are in the chamber of impregnation. Let me explain what’s in store for you: The chamber will slowly seal itself on you. You can struggle as you want, you will end separated, completely entombed in the rubber. You are kept gagged for you could hurt yourselves with your teeth. You are all tied up, but it’s because I enjoy my slaves to be helpless. Once you are sealed in the rubber, your bonds will dissolve, but you will not be able of any movement. You won’t suffocate because you are already under a stasis spell, that is to say that you don’t need to breathe anymore, as you don’t need to eat, drink and so on. Then the fun will begin. You will feel all your openings filled with tubes of rubber. It will have a special effect. From your mouth and nostrils and pussies, you will be filled with special latex. It will slowly dissolve your organs, and take their place. The tubing in your ass will pump out your residues. So you will shit yourselves away. Do I need to say that during this time, you will endure extreme sexual stimulation? No, I think you had already guessed this part. I have to tell you that you might get several orgasms during your conversion in full latex dollies. At the end of your conversion, you will be two lovely latex dolls. You will have all your feelings, and your sexual sensations will be much higher. You will not be able to move or communicate, but that’s part of the deal. Then you will be sent in a sexual school, to be used as sex objects by the young nobles boys and girls. They have to learn their skill, you know! As you are two lovers, you will be used in front of each other, so the feelings will be much stronger. But the nobles love variety, so I think to keep you this way for a year or two.”

Erika and Lydia went completely mad. They were squirming, pulling at their bonds, kicking the air with their bound legs, and screaming muffled pleas of mercy behind their gags, to no avail. They could not hurt themselves. Suddenly, the walls of the chamber came alive. The latex on the floor became very supple, so each terrified girl was soon cupped in latex. It was like to be on a half-inflated pneumatic mattress. The walls were slowly getting closer, filling the soon to be dolls with claustrophobic sensations. It took one day for the walls to sandwich the girls. Darkness fell on them; movements were more and more limited. At last, the walls closed completely. Erika and Lydia felt their bonds and gags dissolve, but they could move wormlike a few millimetres before being pushed back in position by the resilience of the latex. They could not hear each others whimpering anymore. Then Erika felt something pushing at her pussy. Try as she could, she could not dislodge it, and the tube, shaped as a dildo, slowly invaded her, as another touched her ass. This time she contracted her sphincters, but the pressure kept building, and she was inexorably losing the battle. The tubes went the in her nostrils, stopping at the back of her throat. When the mouth tube came, she clenched her teeth as strong as she could. The tube in her pussy started then to expand, filling her to capacity, then retracted, and started another cycle again. Arousal was driving her mad, and she could not retain a moan of pleasure. The mouth tube inserted itself before she could clench her teeth, and started to expand. When it stopped, Erika had her mouth distorted as if she was giving a blowjob. The mouth tube had gone deep into her throat, and made connection with the tube in her nostrils.
Lydia suffered the same process. She had resisted a little more than Erika, but ended finally in the same state, her whole openings violated.
Erika sensed then something passing in the tube of her pussy. The latex!!! It flowed slowly inside her, inflating the tube and sloping in her vagina, then climbing in her uterus, filling her womb.
After, the latex started to flow by her nostrils and mouth, slowly going down and filling her stomach. At this time, Erika was beyond terror. All she hoped was that the transformation process would be fast and not painful.
The process was not painful. In fact, it was incredibly erotic, and the girls had to endure many orgasms, each a little stronger than the precedent. But it was not fast at all.
Four hours after the first latex filling, Erika sensed that her bowel felt full. She tried to retain herself, but the pressure soon was going too much, and the sexual excitation was increasing. When the orgasm hit, she could not maintain her control and released her bowel, knowing that she was giving her body away. It was liquid, like an enema. The orgasm fading away, Erika sensed that she could no longer move her arms. They had turned to latex. She cried in distress, struggling against the walls of her prison. Then the latex began filling her again and after four hours, she evacuated another load. This time, her lower legs were converted. The processes repeated many times. Each time, Erika was turned even more into a latex mannequin of herself. She did not feel her head transform, but noticed it for she could not make any sound. The changing of her breasts was an explosion of unwanted pleasure. It was the antepenultimate change, and her bowels emptied themselves without control. At this time, all that Erika could do was clench her pussy. When her sex dissolved and changed to rubber, Erika had a mind-bending orgasm. She saw stars during what seemed an eternity, then, the sensation fading away, Erika found that she could no longer make a movement. She sensed a rippling motion around her and soon was expulsed from the chamber. The Mistress was there. She took Erika and made her stand on the wall. “You are a lovely doll, Erika. I bet you can hardly wait to be used! If you don’t want to, just make a sign, and I make you a real girl in a minute!”
Erika was trying desperately to make that sign, in fact to make ANY manifestation of life, but she was trapped. Her body was a mass of rubber, with no way to animate it of her own.
“As you don’t seem to move or talk, I supposed that I just have to deliver you to the school! But you will have to wait; your doll-friend Lydia is getting out. She did take longer to convert because she controlled her orgasm a little better than you, sweet cake!”
Effectively, the rubber feet of Lydia were emerging from the wall, followed by her legs, her body. Mistress Sylvia put the two dolls face to face. “I think you have plenty of things to tell, my two lovers, so I let you alone while I go and prepare your transport!” She went away, bursting in incontrollable laughers, leaving the two dolls alone. This was a cruel moment for Erika and Lydia. Both girls wanted to speak, to comfort themselves, to do anything that two lovers would, but they could not even blink, frozen as rubber dolls. Their pussies and breasts were starting to get aroused again, and they could not do anything about that.
A rumbling sound announced the return of the sorceress. She was carrying a large wooden box on a trolley. “I should have turned you in inflatable sex dolls! It would have been easier to deflate you for delivery, but you go to a school and the students, could rip you away. So I prefer you this way!”
She put the two dolls side by side, and closed the box.
The terrified yet aroused dolls awaited delivery, which was several hours after.
The box opened, and a middle-aged man carried out each doll. They were in a small room with to beds face to face. Erika was put in one, Lydia in the other. The man went away with the box, saying that he did not understood why latex dolls were sent like this. “It’s like they shipped real women! But if they want to pay the price, that’s their problem!”
The fate of Erika and Lydia was sealed. They were now just two living rubber sex doll, incapable of any sign of the girl trapped within, in a place where no one suspected the awful truth.
Later, the door opened. Two boys and a professor came in, and the course began. The professor started by explaining the boys the female’s anatomy, and the erogenous zones. He demonstrated it on Lydia, who was parted between disgust and desire. The probing of her intimate places was terribly stimulating, and added on her already aroused body. For the poor dolls, the first hour of the course was destined to give the students the bases of stimulating a woman. They could not escape the caresses, fondling of their breasts, massaging of their buttocks, pussies, all the things the professor dictated and demonstrated. He was skilled, and the two dolls, under the ministrations of the boys, were delirious with arousal. They would have given anything to tell the men to fuck them at last. But the latex dolls could not show what fire raged inside, and remained perfectly passive. Then the professor declared that it was time to go to the second lesson of the course. “As you have already noticed, you are practicing on rubber dolls. This is normal because the dolls don’t complain if you did your job well or not. A real woman could, and that would be embarrassing for you. But it doesn’t matter in your case. These dolls are the exact replicas of real women, and they are equipped with systems that will perfectly imitate the movements of their sexual organs, and are programmed to react to your attentions like a real woman. For you beginners, they are programmed to react with excessive passion, so you won’t be disappointed. As your skills increase, they will be programmed to be less responsive. They are also equipped to give you an expert blow-job if you need to be put in the mood.”
For the two boys, be put in the mood was not a problem, for they were already hard from the precedent lesson. But the words of the professor had devastated the two dolls another time. They were programmed to be responsive! Their rubber sex parts would imitate perfectly the movements of real women! The girls inside wanted so desperately to scream that they were not some inert object to be wound up to animate, but instead living girls.
The boys positioned themselves between the open legs of the dolls, and started to penetrate their pussies. At this very moment, each doll sensed its pussy start to welcome the intruder, contracting delightfully slowly, giving the boy heavenly sensations. “Wow! This doll is really milking me out!“ said the boy manipulating Erika. But for Erika, the sensations were different. The boy was doing an acceptable job, that was obvious, and she was already about to orgasm. But her pussy worked with a mind of its own, and all the rest of her body was unmovable. She could not flex her vaginal walls the way she wanted to, trust her hips up and down as she needed to, and that was an utterly dehumanising sensation. A few moments later, she orgasmed mentally, while her body was still milking the boy. She then was caught by the orgasm of her rubber body, while the boy shot his load inside her pussy. Then the boy withdrew himself, leaving the doll on the bed, dripping with his seed.
The course was over, and the boys left the room. The professor opened a cupboard, took what appeared to be a kind of dildo. He went to Lydia and inserted it in her pussy. Immediately, the program made her milk the shaft. Then the professor switched the dildo on. Deep inside her vagina, the dildo spread some liquid with force, cleaning the whole vagina of the doll. The liquid was pushed near the entrance of her sex, where the base of the dildo sucked it. This operation was extremely humiliating for the doll, which still clenched her pussy on the shaft. Erika was treated with the same automatic routine. This was even more devastating than the fact of being “automated”. After the cleaning, the dolls were put on the wall to dry. Two other dolls were positioned on the beds for the next course. Erika and Lydia were then left staring at each other, their pussies drying, as the next course began.
That day, when the school was over, the two dolls were still on the wall. Suddenly, the door opened and Mistress Sylvia appeared. “I was at the school, so I decided to see you. Congratulations, dollies. You give me more manna that I thought you would! I hope you to stay in that state of mind; it is very rewarding for me! I know that inside, you are begging for release, but you are too useful as automated rubber sex dolls. Have a good life, my dear dollies!” She left the room, laughing, leaving the two dolls with no hope.
As told the Mistress, life went on. Erika and Lydia were used all time. Day after day, their will to release faded away; as they had given all hope long ago. Step by step, they were made to accept their fate, and their minds adapted to the programming of their rubber bodies. But with these adaptations, they were producing less manna for Sylvia. About one year and a half after their dollification, Erika and Lydia were replaced by two brand new dolls, and found them again delivered in Mistress Sylvia’s dungeon.
Sylvia opened the box containing the two dolls, and put them on the wall. “Hello, dollies! You remember Mistress Sylvia, don’t you? As you were adapting to live as rubber dolls, your production of manna went down. Now you are no longer interesting to me so I will get rid of you. But in order to be sure that you will go out with a bang, I will restore you as girls for three days. Of course, you will be isolated in a room so you won’t be able to run away. Well, here you go. Move your asses, girls!”
For the dolls, there was a moment of blackness, a sensation of floating. Then, suddenly they found themselves in a large bedroom covered with a heavy padding of rubber. The bed itself was a bloc of rubber. But Erika and Lydia did not care. They were girls again! They could move! They could speak!
At first, they cried of happiness. Then they enlaced each other and kissed like they hadn’t done before. They made love for hours, using all the tricks they had been subject to as dolls, having the sweetest orgasms. Then they spoke, for the pleasure of hearing their voices again, for the pleasure to communicate again, before to make love again and again. Sylvia observed the two lovers from time to time, evaluating the return of the willpower in her captives. She wanted them to be as alive as possible before to give them their final punishment. She had done that before. It had been so fun that she just couldn’t wait for those two.
A week had passed, and the girls were calming down. Lydia at first had asked about searching a way to escape, and Erika had soon agreed. But there were none, because there were no openings in the room. The attraction between the two girls was strong, and when they did not talk about a strategy to follow, they made passionate love. After their last embrace, Lydia was walking across the room and Erika was lying on the bed. They were talking about how to knock Sylvia down when Lydia was caught by an irresistible attraction. Before Erika could react, Lydia sank in the wall and reappeared in the dungeon, before a naked Sylvia. Time for payback, she thought, but soon discovered that her feet were stuck in place. She stared at Sylvia with the sensation that something awful was going to happen to her.
“So, dearie. How was your time with Erika? I see that you are happy to be a girl again, don’t you?”
“Please, Mistress, let me live as a girl! I will do everything you want! I beg you!” Lydia was begging with all her very soul. Sylvia just smiled. “If you want me to be nice with you, I think that you should be nice with me. Would you like to eat my pussy as you did with Erika?”
With no word, Lydia fell on her knees. Her feet were released, and she walked on all four to the Mistress. The she buried her face in Sylvia’s crotch, which was wet with anticipation. Lydia licked and slurped with application, sensing the coming orgasm in her partner’s pussy. Then Sylvia climaxed voluptuously, and Lydia withdrew herself from the dripping crotch.
Sylvia was regaining composure. “You are very skilled, Lydia! I ‘d swear that you would like to have your face in a woman’s crotch all day long, won’t you?”
“I would be pleased to bury my face in any woman’s pussy if you want, Mistress”
“I am glad to hear that. So I won’t deceive you. I have here a noble girl who would like to know you. Come, dearie!” A woman appeared in the entrance of the dungeon. As Sylvia, she was naked, and revealed her voluptuous body. She approached Lydia and stopped there, smiling.
Sylvia smiled too and said: “Lydia, as you agreed to have your face buried in a woman’s crotch, I feel compelled to grant your wish! You are now becoming a shiny latex pantyhose that Charlene will be proud to wear!”
Lydia heard Sylvia seal her fate. Immediately she stood up to strike, but the spell was on her. Screaming at the top of her lung, she felt her body drawn to the awaiting girl. Forced to her knees, she felt her hands cup the noble’s buttocks and be glued there. Lydia opened her mouth and bit the pussy, but at this moment her lips and teeth in contact with the sex became latex. Silence. With a supreme effort, she pulled her head out of the crotch, but was held back with a squelchy noise. Her nose was taken next, then her eyes and face. Night.  She felt her kicking feet come in contact with Charlene’s, and slowly melt around them. The rest of her body was transformed in a few dreadful minutes. As when she had been turned into a breast, she did not sense her body as human anymore.
Suddenly, she was able to see, or rather sense the world from a point between the sex and the anus of the girl. Inside her new shape, she would have screamed and kicked if she could have to, but now she was just a pair of latex pantyhose. She heard Charlene saying: “This pantyhose is really comfortable, Mistress Sylvia”
“Yes, and it has a unique propriety. You won’t have to leave it when making love. When you want to introduce something in your pussy or ass, it will suck itself magically in your orifice, melting with your body, and acting like a condom. With it, you are safe from all unwanted pregnancy or sexual disease.”
“Great! But will the pantyhose feel anything?”
“Of course, it will! It does already! Well, in fact, Lydia doesn’t feel herself as a human anymore. Her sensations are modified. For example, she had her head in your pussy. Well, from now, the zones around your pussy and around your ass have somewhat become her sex, and the legs of your pantyhose have become her breasts. So, when you will move, the slightest movement of your ass and pussy will bring her a feeling greater than the one you would have with two vibrating dildoes plus clitoral stimulation. More, when you will move your legs, she will feel like you feel when you are fondling your breasts.”
“Wow! But if I wear her all the time, she will become completely mad!”
“I assure that she will want to loose her mind, but the latex won’t permit that. For ever she will be absolutely aware of her condition.”
“What if I get bored of this hose?”
“The latex will sense it. When you don’t wear it, you put it inside your drawer. A few days later, you will hear a voice in your head reminding you of your pantyhose. If you don’t want to get rid of it, just put it on during an hour. If you are tired of it, you will have to select another piece of lingerie for her to become, and then put it in contact with the hose a whole night. Lydia will get transferred in the new undergarment. If you give it to a friend, you will be reminded to explain her what I just told you. Lydia will forever be an erotic lingerie item, and will be aware of her state at all time!”
“Oh, thanks a lot, Mistress Sylvia! I just can’t wait to go jogging with my new pantyhose!”
Lydia screamed mentally in distress and pleasure as the girl went out.

Erika had been surprised, and could not react when Lydia had been sucked into the wall, an hour ago.
She had a bad premonition, but could only hope for a miracle. Suddenly, as Lydia, she felt an intense attraction and was sucked into the wall. She emerged from the other side in the dungeon, at a few distance of the sorceress.
As Lydia, she hoped to fight, but found her feet glued to the latex floor. Her fear became rage and she shouted: “What did you do to Lydia, shithead?”
“Keep cool, sweetie. Lydia went away with a noble girl. She was very excited at her future.”
“So you will finally let us go?” Erika could not believe it. The miracle had come! She sighted in relief.
“Yes, Soon you will be on your own, with another noble girl. She should already be here, but she must have been slowed down by the traffic.”
“Oh, Mistress, thank you from all my heart! I want so much to live as a woman! “
Then a noise announced the arrival of a visitor. The girl who came was also naked. Her body was beautiful, and she was smiling like a child before a Christmas present.
“Erika, let me introduce you to Sharon.”
“Hello, Sharon”
“Hi, Erika. Mistress, I beg your pardon for being late. The sex course was very intense, and I did long to recover.”
“You’re welcome, Sharon. Now, what do you think of Erika? Isn’t she lovely?”
“Of course she is great! I accept your gift with delight”
“So, I think we can start! Erika, this is the last time I speak to you. You are about to go with Sharon, who did accept you as my gift. You will serve her right, won’t you?”
“Yes, I will serve her whatever she wants me to do”
“In that case, as you agreed, Sharon has a special request for you. She loves the sensations of her breasts, and wants to feel them all the time. So come on and make a good work on her nipples!”
Erika approached Sharon, and started fondling her breasts with her fingers, then began kissing and licking them. Sharon moaned with pleasure. The scent of Sharon’s arousal came to Erika’s nostrils, and she became lost in it. She felt her body lighten, and had a sensation of floating, but the scent was too intoxicating, so she let her go, still massaging the breasts and sucking at the nipples. She heard Sharon moaning breathlessly: “Mistress! I will not be able to support that level of stimulation all day!”
“Don’t worry, dearie. It is just for the transformation. Once that she is your bra, the stimulation will be according your desire!”
Terror struck Erika. She pulled away the bust of Sharon, but her hands were already changing into the satin cups of the bra. She had reduced in size and her feet could not even reach the navel of the girl. She screamed and kicked with her legs, but as soon as her feet came in contact with Sharon’s belly, whereas she expected a shock, her legs went apart with a mind of their own and enlaced Sharon just below the breasts. Erika sensed then her legs change in the main strap of the bra. At this time, she was crying and screaming uncontrollably.  She had been reduced to a torso of herself, hung between Sharon’s breasts, her arms and legs changed into the forming bra. Then the vocal cords of Erika transformed into satin, and Erika could no longer vocalize her distress.
“She is quite a show! Don’t you think so, Sharon?”
“Yeah! That’s weird! I feel as if she still had her hands and legs, and she is trying to pull out of me! I feel my breasts massaged with satin, and that’s incredibly erotic, Oh my! “
“That’s part of the transformation, but once she is completely changed, that will cease. She will loose the sensations of her human body, as she settles in her existence as lingerie. But as I already said to your predecessor, Erika will be forever lost in a world of stimulation. What you think as your pussy and ass will be her cups, and what you feel as your breasts will become her straps. So, when you wear her, she will feel like she’s been fit with dildoes, and the slightest movement of your breasts will be as if she had the greatest fuck ever! In fact, she will be always aroused and orgasming. The only moment of rest for her is when she will not be wore ”
During this time, Erika was still changing into the bra. She wriggled madly to disconnect the satin trap that were her legs, and to escape the satin cups her arms had become, but it was no use. She was now absorbed till the breasts. At this time she felt the cups of her new body becoming incredibly sensitive. It was like she had two pussies filled with some delightful dildoes. In her silent whimpering, she was hit by an orgasm, which shook what remained of her, to the benefit of Sharon who moaned with pleasure. When the climax faded, she saw that the shoulder straps of the bra had formed. Erika’s transformation had not been symmetrical, for her chin was now at the top of Sharon’s right breast. The head slowly sunk. The transformation was complete!
Erika was now a lovely satin bra. She could see from the zone between the breasts, so her field of vision was limited by her cups, which were filled with two mound of flesh. She could hear too, and above all things, feel! She was feeling her whole satin body tingling in helpless arousal. There was not even the slightest part of her that was not subject of that excitement. Albeit the terror was overwhelming, the arousal was becoming more and more intense.
“Well, Mistress, the transformation seems complete! I can no longer feel her pulling at me, and my tits feel wonderful!”
“Yes, Sharon. She is now your bra. But I must give you some information. She is a satin bra, so that means that she will soil easily. You will have to wash her as a regular bra. But as you don’t wear her, you will not be stimulated, that’s obvious. “
“So what can I do, Mistress?”
“When you find that she has to go to the machine, you will just have to put one of your lingerie clothe near her. It won’t be necessary for the clothes to touch, for the clean undergarment could be soiled too. After two hours, Erika will be drained into the clean cloth. You will certainly like to see the exchange. She will slowly be restored as a girl, but merely the quarter of her original size, and will be absorbed into the clean cloth the same way she became your bra, except that there won’t be any sound. If you are wearing the cloth she has to become, you will feel the same erotic sensations of pulling that you said earlier.”
“So, I will probably have to go to sleep with a bra on!”
“You won’t, dearie. You don’t need to be at rest when you make her change. You will just need to be in the same room, no matter the distance. And you don’t have to make her change only into bras. She can be change in whatever undergarment you like, and it will be stimulating all the parts it is on.”
“Weird! So what happens if I turn her onto a pantyhose?”
“Ah! You’re a vicious girl, don’t you! As your pantyhose, she will give you the most satisfying range of sensations you can expect, and maybe more. You will feel your pussy deliciously massaged, your clit fondled and sucked, your asshole licked…Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you, Erika. Your dear friend Lydia is now the latex pantyhose of a girl named Charlene.”
Erika’s despair grew deeper. Her lover had not escaped this awful fate!
“Charlene’s pantyhose are the friend of Erika?”
“In fact, Lydia and Erika were indeed lovers.”
“Wow! But coming back to the sensations, I’ll can’t wear Erika all day as a pantyhose if I’m to be excited the way you told me about!”
“You won’t be excited “this way” all day, dearie. It will be you who will tell your cloth what sensations you want to feel! You can regulate them only by a vocal command. For example, tell the bra to make you feel as if your nipples were strongly sucked.”
“How do just have to ask?”
“Tell Erika something like “Suck my nipples strongly” and you will be rewarded.”
“Well, let’s try. Erika, I want you to strongly suck my nipples”
Erika felt nothing happen, but Sharon soon started to arch her breasts and moan. “Oh Gods! I feel like she’s milking me! “ Her nipples, already erected, engorged a little more, perking more inside the cups which were moulding them. This slight variation of tension made Erika to orgasm helplessly. Then Sharon cupped her breasts with her hand, playing with her nipples through the bra, forcing other climaxes in Erika, which was desperately mentally begging for the stimulation to stop. But the stimulation increased till Sharon orgasmed, and faded to the level of an ordinary fuck, when the girl told her bra to just stimulate her breasts gently.
“What a ride! My apologies, mistress, but I could not help myself on this orgasm!”
“You’re welcome, sweet cake. Just think the amount of pleasure you will feel from her. Try to turn her inside a teddy. She would please all your sexual parts at the same time! But you will have to be explicit in you demands of stimulation!”
“With such a gift, I will never have the need of a man, I bet!”
“On the contrary, I encourage you to make love with a man with Erika moulding you pussy. Turn her into latex pantyhose, and when you’re about to be penetrated, she will flow into your pussy and act as a condom. In fact, at this time, Erika will be your hose AND your pussy. You can’t imagine what sensations she will feel then! And for you, there will be the sensations of the man and those of the pantyhose!”
“Incredible! At the same time, I will make her caress my legs. I love to have them fondled!”
“She will act like the most intentioned lover, honey. Now you should go home, I bet you can’t wait to play with your new underwear!”
Sharon thanked again the Mistress for her wonderful gift, and went out of the dungeon. With every motion, her breasts giggled, making Erika horny and climaxing. Sharon went to a dressing room, where she had got undressed before entering the dungeon. Erika saw the small pile of clothe. Sharon dressed herself up, putting on pantyhose and shoes. She placed her old bra in her purse, and put on a skirt and a silk blouse. Erika could no longer see. Her vision was reduced to a translucent coloured light, but the sensations of the silk against her satin body amplified her orgasms.
As Sharon went home, she could not resist fondling her breasts, pleasured by the sensations given by her bra, and made very horny at the thought of the helpless girl orgasming inside.
 
 

Evil Magic World 3 - Don’t bother a noble
 
 

John was a young noble. At the age of 17, he was very pretentious. Due to his status of noble, he did what he wanted to, and with who he wanted to. On the street, he could pick any woman to please him, and he did. He had made arrested four who had not accepted to be fucked.
His parents were rich and had a rather high position in town, for his father, Georges, was the 8th judge at the Court. His mother, Wanda, loved to pick up women with her husband, and make them do plenty of devious things. The girls were forced to obey if they did not wanted a fate far worse than to be at the orders of a noble for a day or two.
The family lived in the rich zone of the town. Family was a large term, because all the nobles had long ago forgotten that love was a glorious sentiment. There was no attachment between them, but a sort of convenience. John considered his parents as he considered those of another noble family. From their side, Georges and Wanda liked him as they liked their neighbour’s son. The family was together when the concern was the satisfaction of their desires. They delighted to see the sentences of the Court applied. They delighted from the distress of the persons convicted of offences against the law.
They never missed one execution of sentence in the Hall of Change, which was near their house. They had permanent places, and always went there with several slaves to be pleased with. In the same time, the slaves shook with fear and did their best to please their keepers, not to end as victims of the Hall of Change.
It was Saturday evening. Georges, Wanda and John were walking back from the Hall of Changes with their tree slaves taken in leashes behind them. The show had been great, as usual. The prisoners were held naked in personal hermetic transparent cages. The sounds outside were to be heard, but their futile pleas of mercy were confined inside. One by one, they were extracted from their cells and put on display. They did not knew what was to happen on them, for they had not been told the sentence when they were judged.
Around the display scene was placed the assistance. Nobles had the major part, with enough room to play with their slaves. The rest was reserved to common citizen. Some came with their children to show what could happen to them if they broke a law. Boys and girls would have to stare in horror as people changed before their eyes, with pleas of mercy. The other sounds were most commonly the moans of pleasure from the nobles.
Tonight, the show had started with a woman who had burned a red light before the eyes of the police. It was an offence that earned a change of status, but when she had noticed that the police was after her, she had fled away. This was a greater offence, and it also earned a change of status. The woman’s cell was rolled magically to the display scene, then the cell disappeared and the woman was ready for her punishment. The speaker enounced the name of the woman and what she had done. Then he read the sentence. “After deliberations, as she tried to run out, the accused is condemned to become a nylon pantyhose which will never run out.”
The woman had screamed. The she ran to find an exit at the scene, but there were glass protections like in Hockey stadium. Banging on the glass, she had seen her arms become nylon, flopping at her side like two empty gloves. Pleading, she had run around the scene before her legs changed to. Then she had screamed insanities at the assistance while her torso vanished into nylon. A last cry and she was a sort of deflated nylon sex doll on the floor. There was a ripple as the human shape sank into itself to form the cotton panel of the pantyhose, and it was over! A man opened a door and went on the scene, collected the pantyhose and went away. The pantyhose would be sold in a lingerie shop.

Four women had been next deprived of their citizen status. They had to be turned into slaves. This was not very spectacular. For each woman, bondage equipment appeared and fastened on the slave. They had then been taken out. Her next address would be in a training centre.

The sixth prisoner had been a man who had punched the face of a policeman. He had to become a female slave. The man had seemed repentant, and had submitted quite calmly his transformation. He had kept breathing deeply till only the breasts and the sex remained untouched, which was the lasts organs to be changed. But the breasts had began to swell, had become womanly sensitive, and the still anatomically man had cracked. He had collapsed on his knees, crying hysterically and begging for mercy. His breasts had soon reached the slave standard, which was DD-cups, and his penis had begun to retract. The pleadings had increased, but the pussy had been perfectly formed in short time. Then the crying girl had submitted another trauma. An invisible force had put her on her feet, and the bondage equipment had materialised on her: A coating in black latex, a punishment corset, a single glove, straps which bound her legs, a inflatable gag, and of course two vibrating dildoes held firmly in her by a crotch strap. At last, the slave had been taken to the training centre.

The last prisoner had been left for the end of the session. The man had been a member of the Sigma Force, and had not given the names of his companions. He had to be turn into a woman, and then fitted on a special device for as long as he did not betray his friends. The door of the scene had opened, and a hollow mannequin had been pulled in the centre of the display. The man had then been freed of his cage. He had addressed the nobles, saying that he would never give his companions. Then the transformation had begun, and soon a whimpering woman had been formed. Next she had been put inside the mannequin shell, where she could make no movement. Several men had entered the scene, carrying some equipment that they had put on the mannequin. The mouth had been filled with an inflatable gag. Two low vibrating dildoes, for keeping her aroused without ability to orgasm. Clitoral and nipple cups to be connected to a sucking pump. Then she had been told her fate: Speak or be stimulated. She had to be questioned only once a week. The machinery had been switched on, and soon the assistance had heard the muffled cries of an over stimulated woman begging for release, in all the meanings of the term.
 

John remembered with delight the show. He had come twice in his personal slave, and had a special thought for the member of the Sigma Force. No one could resist more than three days the level of stimulation given in the mannequin shell. So she would have to wait for four days with her will broken. When, at last, she would have the occasion to talk, she would not hesitate and give her accomplices. She would then be freed of he mannequin shell and imprisoned in a cell, with a spell compelling her to be horny, so that she would please any one, guardian or inmate. This would last for two weeks, so her body would make her to become more feminine in thought. After that, she would be brought back at the Hall of Change, and be turned into a living undergarment. John knew that the show she would give would be very interesting, for the transformation would be voluntary slowed down, and the girl would have the time to beg a lot.
That is why John was excited again. The simple fact of thinking about the feelings flowing in a woman who was changing into a piece of lingerie made him hard as rock. So he gave the leash of his slave to his father, and headed for the centre of the town. He would find a pretty girl and bring her back home, where he could play with her.
He walked the streets, searching for a girl who would merit his attention. There were plenty of them, but tonight he wanted a little more. He wanted a special girl. Then he saw her. She was a middle height blonde girl who seemed in last teens. Her face was very sensual, with pouting lips, a little pretty nose, and big green eyes. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her body was perfect, with two C-cup breasts and hips to die for. She had long, slender legs, covered with nylon. She wore a cream-coloured, sleeveless knit top that showed her smooth arms. The hem of her skirt was a good four inches above her shapely knees. She wore low black pumps, which annoyed John a little, for he had always preferred high heel, but it would not matter in her case. The girl was special to him, because she was watching a noble man openly making love to a girl. As the other persons went away with a look of disgust on their faces, she was staring at the couple, enjoying visibly the humiliation of the penetrated girl.
John felt like an eagle diving on a rabbit when he approached his foe.
“Hello, sweetheart! Like the show?”
“This girl should take sex courses! She is penetrated since nearly ten minutes, and has not already made the man come.”
“Well, let’s go home with me. You will show me how well you learnt you lessons.”
The woman slapped his face.
“Who do you think you are? I’m the owner of my body, and I do whatever I want with it! I’m not one of these whores which you can play the game “Pick up, fuck up and let go”!”
John went mad at the girl. She had slapped a noble! Normally, he would have called the police to have her arrested, but his hormones were in shot. So he slapped the girl, pushed her on the nearest wall. With a hand, he covered her mouth, preventing to be bitten. His other hand was already under her skirt, aiming at her pussy. Pulling down her pantyhose was a formality, and he soon could rape her in front of the stunned people who passed by.  At first, she went wild, trying to kick him, but after a few strokes of his shaft, she submitted to him with passion. Unlike the other girl, she seemed to have well learnt her sex courses. In five minutes, her expert pussy had made him shoot his load, while she orgasmed, in pleasure and humiliation.
“That will teach you to be a good girl, slut! You did a good job, so I won’t have you converted in a slave. But you should care about your reactions, for the other nobles are not as kind as me!”
The girl had recovered quickly, and was pulling her soiled pantyhose up.
“I swear that I will make you very sorry for that rape! Your nobility won’t save you from my vengeance!”
“If I was at your place, I would have shut my trap and got home, pussy! Now move your ass out there, and think about I might have made you pregnant!”
John went away with a laugh. He had not picked her home, but the public humiliation she had was worth it. He got home light hearted, and went to bed. As all mornings, he would be woke up by his slave, giving him a great blowjob.
Two weeks passed. John continued to live as usual. As he had anticipated, the girl of the Sigma Force had talk, and had been turned into a piece of cloth. She had orgasmed ten times during her transformation into a latex panty, with anal and vaginal dildoes built in. the authorities were now chasing her accomplices, who had left the town. John knew that they would be arrested soon, and the anticipation of the soon to be show at the Hall of Changes gave him more energy in his courses.
On Thursday, he was alone on his way home after school when the girl he had raped appeared at the corner of the road. She was wearing a latex cat suit, and high heel leather boots that went up to her knees. She smiled like a cat in front of a cup of milk.
“Hello, sucker! Do you recognize me?”
“You’re the slut I taught a lesson few days ago, don’t you?”
“Yeah! Remember what I told you?”
“If I had to remember all the things the sluts tell me, I would have a permanent headache!”
“Well, I told you I would make you very sorry to have raped me, and now it’s time for payback! What I did not tell you is my name. I am Cheryl Stevens, and my father is the right arm of the mayor of this town. I am a noble, I have my own magic items and now you are mine for ever!”
John stared stunned at the spitting girl. He had no time to do or say anything. His world went black, and he found himself inside something he could not tell. There was no light, no sound, and no movement.
After what seemed to be hours, a spinning sensation took him.
When he regained his composure, he was standing naked in cage. He was in a dungeon filled with all the items a Mistress could dream for:  Whips, chains, dildoes, wood crosses, gynaecologic table… They were all there, plus several objects he could not tell the name or the use.
The dungeon was covered with heavy padded rubber, and the smell was intoxicating. He would have appreciated it he had been in control. But in this case, he was feeling like a prisoner awaiting his unknown fate in the Hall of Changes. It was a paradox, but being at the other side of the whip made him slightly excited, for his member was semi-erected.

Cheryl entered the dungeon two boring hours later. He stared at her in silence, waiting for her to speak.
“Well, sucker! You don’t seem so proud of yourself, now that you are in the slave’s role. I will make you learn an unforgettable lesson. You will fall asleep in your cage, and, when you wake up, you will find that you are a girl of 17. It will be your transformed body, but you will have no control on it, for it will be controlled by a spell I called “the synthetic soul  “. You will be a passenger in your body, and the spell will make you act as a citizen girl: You will be new in town, and live alone in a small house. You will have an official identity, and live like a good girl would, except that you will be a rather easy girl. Selected as a housekeeper, you will follow beauty, sex and cooking courses. You will slowly adapt your new body, and become more and more feminine in soul. You will start to think like a girl, and soon you will want to act like a girl. Slowly, the spell will allow it, and you will regain control of your body, but you will mentally be a girl. It is a long-term spell, but the effect is better than the usual feminisation process you know. It will be as is you were born female. You will remember being male, but you will never want to change back. There are a few terms that you will never be able to cross: You will never be able to get in touch with your parents. The spell will prevent that. If you want to talk about them, the spell will take control and talked of the virtual parents of the synthetic soul. You will act like a good girl. That is to say that you won’t be able to break any law. I don’t want you to be enslaved. I think that in six month, you will have all the control of your body, and be fully female. So, good night, baby!”
Before he could react, he felt incredibly tired. He could not help and soon he was asleep.

The rumours of the traffic made him open his eyes. Immediately, he remembered Cheryl and her curse. Then he felt that something was wrong with his body, but when he wanted to discover why, he found that he had no control on his actions. He could not even gasp in terror. A simple blink was out of his reach. He felt her body wake up, and found out that it was a very sexy female body. Her breasts were D-cups at least, and the sensations of womanhood were over helming. She tried to struggle for control, but she could not do anything. Her body was named Chloe Summers, as she soon found out. During the first weeks, it was awful. She was lost in a girl’s life, with no influence on it. Sex was hard to cope with. While men did not attract Chloe, her body had the natural reactions of the girls, and she soon found her going out with a man. Inside, Chloe cried with despair when she made love for the first time, and was devastated by the orgasms she had all night long. Her woman life was different from a man’s, and she was confused. She dreaded the sex course she had to follow, because she was always pushed to orgasm before her friends. But as Cheryl said, Chloe started to anticipate the actions of her body. She came to love the sensations of her sex, and soon welcomed making love with men. After four weeks, she discovered that she had gained the control of her pussy while lovemaking. It was heaven! Her feelings went then to her beauty, for she had to be pretty to seduce men. Then, step by step, and without even notice it, Chloe’ mind turned slowly to female. Step by step, she gained more and more control on her actions, and got even more feminine than the spell compelled her to. When she had gained enough control on herself, Chloe tried to tell someone about her noble parents, but the spell made her talk about another family of common citizen. She then tried to get in touch with them, but the spell prevented that. Generally, she ended crying softly on her bed, despairing to meet her family again, which was the only way to tell about her curse. Not that she wanted to be restored as a man. She now wanted to be a woman, but wanted to regain her nobility. Her denied trials to talk about her family or the spell took two month, and then she gave up. She was now a citizen girl of nearly 18, a girl who loved to seduce both men and women, for she was bi-sexual. She loved to dress with sexy clothes and wear make-up. One evening, she went out to dance, with a few girlfriends she had made. At the disco, she met a man called Andrew, and fell in love with him. She felt accomplished, and was more than grateful to Cheryl to have turned her into a girl.
 One morning of the sixth month after her transformation, Chloe was cleaning her house, for it was Saturday and there were no courses. Andrew was out. He had been called to work for the weekend. Suddenly, as she was vacuuming the bedroom, the spell holding her took control again. She could no longer control her actions. She watched her undress and put sexy clothes on. Then she took a paper, a pen and started to write a letter to Andrew, in which she wrote that she no longer loved him, and that she was leaving the town today. Chloe went wild, and desperately struggled for control. She did not want to leave Andrew, but her body simply left the home, no matter how she pleaded. She went directly to Cheryl’s house, rang the bell and waited. Cheryl appeared and welcomed her with a sight of relief.
“It’s you at last! I was starting to think that I had made an error to transform you this way. Come to the dungeon, I kept it ready for you!”
Chloe knew she was stuck in a nightmare. Now she understood the evilness of what Cheryl had done to her. She had done her to be a woman mentally, enjoy a new life and now she was going to steal that life from her! While her thoughts were in turmoil, her body followed Cheryl like a dog. She was driven to the dungeon, which looked this time much impressive. This time, the vision of the dungeon was really frightening. She was asked to undress completely, then to stand against the latex wall, from which were bolted several metal manacles and belts. Her body complied without hesitation. Cheryl closed the manacles, and she was pinned on the wall. Her arms were spread at forty-five degrees, locked at the elbows and the wrists. A large belt crushed her waist, and another ran just below her breasts, making her torso absolutely unmovable. Her legs were spread at the maximum, making her do the splits, then fastened at the upper tights, above and below the knees and finally at the ankles. All Chloe could move was her head, which was taken care of when a belt was fastened around her mouth, pulling an inflatable rubber gag tightly in place. She could now move as much as a statue. Inside her head, Chloe was mad with apprehension.
“Now that you are pinned on the wall, I can release your mind. Be happy, you are no longer be under the influence of the synthetic soul spell!”
Chloe found immediately that she had regained her control, but all she could do was flex her hands, shake her feet and mew in her gag.
“Now, my dear, I will start to exercise my vengeance on you. I told you that you would be very sorry to have raped me. Now, it’s time for payback! But I am not going to rape you with a huge dildo, although you could do nothing to prevent that.”
Cheryl went out of sight, and came back with a trolley. On it were several small metal rings, and several needles, which made Chloe moan desperately.
“Well, my beauty! Just look what I have for you! You see those small rings, don’t you? They will be fit on your lovely nipples and clitty. Don’t worry, girl, it will not be painful. But to fit the rings on your body, I will need those needles, and that will be VERY painful! I waited for you for so long, now I will really have fun!”
Chloe gave all her energy to escape her bonds. She twisted and struggled with all her strength, but she remained in the same position. Cheryl took a needle and started to fondle Chloe’s nipples. She resisted with despair, but was betrayed by her body. Her nipples swelled with pleasure, and she moaned, closing her eyes. Fire exploded in her right nipple. The first needle had been inserted, and Chloe screamed at the top of her lungs. The first shot of pain faded, replaced by a sensation of burning fire in her breast. Chloe was in tears. Cheryl went on the left breast, making Chloe moan in pain and pleasure. Then the same fate happened on her tender nipple. This time, Chloe passed out.
When she regained consciousness, Cheryl was staring at her, smiling. Chloe’s breasts were still pinned by the needles, and the pain was barely bearable.
“Enjoying yourself, girlie?” Cheryl was laughing at the distress of the poor girl. “Well, I still have a needle, and I’ve got a job to do!”
Chloe felt then Cheryl’s finger play with her clit. She went wet, but her tormentor continued massaging her pussy till it was dripping with juice. Chloe was at the verge of orgasm, and the pain in her breasts added to her pleasure. Cheryl kept fondling the pussy. At the moment when Chloe’s orgasm smashed through her, Cheryl pushed the last needle in her victim’s clitoris. Immediately, Chloe’s orgasm changed to a excruciating pain. She screamed like mad in her gag during nearly fifteen seconds, and passed out again.
When she woke, she kept her eyes closed. She was still in the same position. The pain had completely gone, as if nothing had happened. But there were strange feelings in her breasts and pussy. Opening her eyes she saw that a ring passed trough each nipple, keeping it erect. She could not see her pussy, but thought that a similar ring ran trough her clit as well.
Cheryl came in her field of view.
“Good morning, Chloe! Love your nipples and clitty rings? You did quite a show, you know! It’s a pity to tell you, but I can’t play with you this morning, for I am late for school. I’ll see you at twelve, but as I had you pierced, I don’t want you bored! It’s a good one, no? Well, to keep you entertained, I have little weights to fix on your rings. Have fun, sweetie!”
Cheryl took then a chain with tiny links, and connected Chloe’s nipple with two small padlocks. Then she fixed several weights in the middle of the chain. Chloe was desperate. Her nipples seemed pulled out of her! But it went worse when her captor weighted her clit ring. All she could to was tremble with distress and pleasure. The tension on her most tender parts was very strong, and the pain barely bearable, but there was also an erotic pleasure which couldn’t be denied.
“You are certainly thinking that your tits and clitty are about to tear off, dearie. I must comfort you on this point. They won’t tear off. I made them very resistant. In fact, I can suspend you by only one of your ring. I’m sure you would be great, lifted by your nipples! Think about that while I’m gone!”
Cheryl ran out, leaving Chloe dejected. She tried again to wriggle, but her minute movements did nothing but give momentum on the weight. Pain and pleasure were mixing…
Cheryl went back after lunch. Chloe was in a pitiful state. She had had many orgasms mixed with pain, and was exhausted. She even didn’t moan when Cheryl came in.
“Wow! I should have put a container under your pussy. The floor is soaked with your juices!” Effectively, Chloe’s pussy had been dripping all morning, and a small pool of pussy juice shined on the latex floor. Cheryl went on her knees, put a finger in the liquid and tasted it.
“Excellent! Your juice is so good, I should make you drip all day and collect it. You’ll become my favourite drink!”
She went on her knees, and licked the floor until it was clean. For Chloe, this was terribly humiliating. Cheryl stood up again. Her chin was wet of Chloe’s fluid.
“Thanks a lot for the drink! Now I will change your position for the afternoon.”
The weights were removed. The nipple chain stayed on. The straps holding Chloe were unfastened. Her gag went out. She thought to fight, but was too exhausted. Cheryl took another gag and put it in her victim’s mouth. Chloe had a feeble reaction, but the slightest movement reverberated on her nipples and clitoris, so she let her gag, unresisting. Lifting her in her arms, Cheryl took Chloe in a small room, still completely padded with rubber.
“You are welcomed into the waiting room, Chloe. I prepared this room especially for you. From now you will wait for my return there.”
She started by binding Chloe’s arms behind her. The next operation was to fit her prisoner with a corset that she tightened severely, making her moan in her gag. Latex stockings were rolled on her legs. Then the fun part began. Cheryl fixed a dangling strap behind Chloe’s gag, took a remote control and punched a button. The strap wound up, lifting Chloe by the back of her head, forcing her to stand. Cheryl took a latex single glove, placed it on her helpless captive, forcing her elbows to touch. It made Chloe trust her breasts a little further, moaning with disease. Chloe’s legs were then spread and fastened at the ankles. She could go nowhere, but the worse was to come.
Cheryl linked the nipple chain to a latex strap connected on the top of the wall beyond Chloe. The length of the strap was adjusted to put a slight tension on the nipples. Cheryl went behind her.
Chloe felt a strap being connected to her clit ring and passed trough the ring at the base of the single glove. Then there was a great tension as the strap was connected to the opposite wall. Chloe arched her back to ease the tension of her clit, but was rewarded by the tension increasing in her nipples. She was trapped! Every move pulled at her most private parts. She moaned desperately.
Cheryl went out a minute and came back with a little container. She put it on the floor under Chloe’s pussy.
“It’s time to go to school again, sweet heart! I have a sex course, and thinking of you will be the most stimulating! Drip well, beauty. I want this box to be full when I come back! I’ll be thirsty!”
Cheryl disappeared, closing the door, leaving Chloe in total darkness.
Chloe’s lost the track of time. The room came filled with sounds of wriggle and desperate moans. She was pulled front by the nipples, and pulled back by the clit… Her pussy ached with desire, dripping constantly. Her orgasms, obtained with pleasure and pain, made her humiliated beyond words. She would have given anything to be allowed to sleep, but was not permitted to relax from her erotic pose.
Suddenly, after an eternity, the door opened. Cheryl was back.
“I see that you are still keeping the pose, sweet cake. You are a good girl! Let’s check out your box… Well, you did a good job!” She raised the box. It was nearly full of Chloe’s fluid. Cheryl put the box to her lips and drank avidly. “God! I was really thirsty tonight! But I see that you are drained, so I will let you have some rest.” Chloe suddenly felt her arousal increase beyond limits. She ached with pleasure, tensioning her clit. Then she sensed her muscles freeze in this position. She had been paralysed! Then came a growing impression of tightness. The orgasm hit her, and when it faded, Cheryl told her: “To let you have some rest, I have turned you in a plastic mannequin, so you don’t have to care about keeping your balance. But your breasts and pussy have not been affected, so you will continue to drip while you sleep, and I will have something to drink tomorrow. Have a good night, sweetie!”
Chloe was so exhausted that she slept almost immediately. Her dreams were the most erotic as her pussy dripped in a container larger than the first.

Chloe was kept in this state till the weekend. Wriggling at day, frozen at night. Cheryl came only to collect her precious fluid and replace the box. Chloe had never been so completely dehumanised and humiliated. But above all that was the pleasure and the orgasms. They were making her feel so alive, and as they faded, she felt so reduced to an object…
On Saturday morning, Cheryl came. She drank Chloe’s juice, and filled a small bottle with the rest of the container.
“Dearie, I’ve got a wonderful news for you. We are going shopping together!”
She disconnected the nipple rings and clit ring. Then she restored her, and unbound her ankles. Then she put a leash on Chloe’s clit and they were out. For Chloe, this was pure heaven. Albeit speech was impossible due to the gag, she could walk, even if her only clothes were the latex stockings and the single glove binding her arms. She followed Cheryl obediently, compelled by the clit leash. She did not care about the looks on the passing people. It should have been humiliating to be displayed like that, but she had beard far more. Cheryl went to a lot of shops, bought clothes to be delivered at her house. She met several friends, who commented about her slave. Cheryl was congratulated for the idea of the clit leash. But as the days came on, Chloe found herself jealous of Cheryl. She was trying on so many clothes on! Chloe longed to imitate her Mistress. It was then with relief that she was led home, in the middle of the afternoon. Cheryl drove her to the bedroom. Some clothes had already been delivered, and had been stored in the dressers by the house slaves. Cheryl took off Chloe’s gag.
“Had a good day, honey? I’m tired of all this shopping!”
Chloe had learned that if Cheryl talked sociably, she had a very bad plot in her head. So she stayed mute, waiting in fear.
“You are quite talkative, now that your gag is off! I found you noisier in the waiting room, with all the Mmmmmph you were doing.”
The mockery in her voice was too much for Chloe, and she collapsed on her knees, crying like a small child.
“Oh! Poor thing! You seem so desperate! Come on the bed. I will make you feel better.”
Still crying, Chloe went on the bed, and Cheryl put her on her back. Then, having spread the unresisting legs, she went to eat Chloe’s pussy. The cries soon were replaced by moans of pleasure, as Chloe responded. The orgasm took her five minutes later and faded, leaving her drained. Cheryl went at her side, and kissed her passionately. They made love all the night. Cheryl used different dildoes to fill Chloe’s demanding holes. Still having her arms bound, Chloe had only her head to please Cheryl’s pussy, but she did it with all her energy. When the girls went to sleep, both were exhausted, and fully satisfied.

Chloe woke under Cheryl’s wet kisses. She responded immediately, her pussy already wet with passion. When they broke the kiss, Cheryl asked: “Morning, Chloe. Had a good night?”
“Mistress Cheryl, I can no longer retain myself. You can’t imagine how sorry I am to have raped you. I’m in love with you. I know that you have tamed me. I know that you have deprived me of my self-respect, but I love you. I want to be forever at your side.”
“Well, what a declaration! I have a confidence for you. I love you too, and I swear that you will forever be at my side. Now just wait there while I go downstairs take my breakfast. You don’t need to eat because of the stasis spell you’re under, but I certainly have to!”
Chloe did not answer. She was crying softly, in happiness.

When Cheryl came back, half an hour later, she unbound Chloe’s arms. Together, they made love again and again. This time, Chloe could use dildoes on Cheryl. They stopped for lunch, and restarted till dinner. Chloe was lost in heaven. Her lover then bound and gagged her. They went out in a restaurant, because a friend of Cheryl had invited her. Chloe waited with the other slaves, chained to the wall in the hall of the restaurant. After two hours, Cheryl reappeared with a man. They picked their respective slaves up, and the four went to Cheryl’s home. The man kissed Cheryl good-bye. Chloe was again alone with her lover. As the day had drained them, they made love only two hours, and slept enlaced each other.

Sunday morning. Chloe awoke the first. Smiling, she went on Cheryl’s pussy, and started to lick it gently. Cheryl soon awoke, and was soon taken to orgasm by her insatiable slave. Then they kissed deeply, and Cheryl went to breakfast. Chloe waited for her return, playing with her nipples and clit rings. She wanted to be hot for her Mistress. As Cheryl came back, she was ready for another round of lovemaking, but her mistress stopped her. “I want to play a game with you, my little slave.”
She lied on her back on the bed, and spread her legs. “Dearie, please come and ride on me. Enlace me with your arms, put your mouth on my left breast, but don’t make any movement. I also want you to close your eyes, for I have something special for you.”
Chloe happily obliged. She had already done it in their passionate games, so she knew what Cheryl awaited. She rode her mistress, tights entrapping her hips. Her hands were on Cheryl’s shoulder blade in a lover’s embrace, and her mouth was opened around a succulent left breast. There she waited obediently, but Cheryl did nothing. Due to her ministrations when her mistress was at breakfast, the slave was very aroused, and this game added to her excitation. After a minute, or two, she felt something funny happening on her. It was as if her hands had become softer, softer… It felt as if she had the whole breast in her mouth, and the feeling was very pleasant. Still waiting in delight for what was to come, she felt the sensation of softness expand on all her body, making the arousal heighten. She heard at last Cheryl laugh with delight, as if she had played a very good joke. Then the mistress calmed down and spoke: “That’s ok, sweet cake. You can open your eyes and do whatever you want.”

Chloe opened her eyes, and the shock made her jump and gasp. But she remained firmly glued to the breast, and just a muffled “Mmmmmph” was heard instead of a scream of surprise. Her mouth had really expanded, engulfing the whole breast. But cupping the breast was more the term, for she did not see any flesh or lips, but shiny black rubber. Her arms were stuck behind Cheryl’s bust. She next discovered that her legs adhered tightly along her lover’s side.
Fear flashed in her mind as Cheryl spoke again
”Now, sugar, I have my entire revenge! From an arrogant noble man, I have turned you into a loving common woman. Then I have made you my submissive love slave. Now you degradation will be complete as you are turning into a living object. As you can surely guess, you are turning in a wonderful made to measure latex bra. I told that I loved your body, and that’s true. I will love you as my fetish undergarments. Say good bye to your humanity, poor rapist!”
Chloe’s fear exploded in rage. Cheryl had lured her another time, and this time it was for good!
With all her strength, she pushed herself out. She lifted her head a little of the breast, stretching her now latex mouth, but came back in position with a rustling noise. She now could feel her legs sliding slowly under Cheryl. They were going to form the back strap. Her arms were stretching too, and she soon saw her hands appear along Cheryl’s shoulder. But they were smaller, and her fingers had fused into a sort of mitten, albeit she could feel them separately.
Rage melted down in pure terror. The transforming girl struggled desperately for her life as a human being, a life that was slowly being stolen from her. Her only reward for those struggles was a low moan of ecstasy from Cheryl.  She pleaded with her crying eyes the exulting woman, made desperate “Mmmmmph” in hope to make her come back on her decision, but to no avail. As the transformation went on, she felt her lower body alter and come to cover the right breast. The breast she had in her mouth seemed to grow, as her head shrunk. Her arms and hand connected to the cups, and melted into a single piece of rubber, forming the shoulder straps before Chloe’s terrified eyes. At this point, all that remained of her was a small head and small buttocks on the top of a latex bra. Then she felt her buttocks fade into the right cup. The left cup suddenly seemed to swell. Chloe understood that finally her head was taken. The latex slowly filled her field of view, and darkness fell on her as her eyes were swallowed. Her voice had faded away a few minutes ago. As she settled into her new frightening existence, the feeling of her human body disappeared, replaced by the sensations that would be hers as a living object. Her cups were as if she had two pussies filled with huge dildoes, and the rubber moulding the erect nipples was as stimulating as a fingered clit. Her straps felt like her breasts. Her vision came back from the cleavage of Cheryl’s breasts. She could now see the most of her body: Two round rubber cups. But the worse was the stimulation induced by Cheryl’s slightest movement. Even the up and down motion of Cheryl’s breathing was as strong as if Chloe had made love.
The mistress got out of the bed, and Chloe took measure the full weight of the breasts, as they stretched the rubber. She could not help and orgasmed convulsively in her mind, for now she was incapable of any kind of physic manifestation. Then she took the full measure of her predicament. She was now a rubber bra. Her only duty was to support the breasts of her mistress.
Cheryl interrupted her thoughts.
“Now that you are part of my wardrobe, my dear Chloe, you can no longer move, nor speak. I let you see and hear because I want you to feel the world around you, so you will never forget that once you were a woman. I know you saw many transformations into living clothes at the Hall of Changes. So you have been told what kind of sensations they feel. You already feel them, so I don’t need to brief you about them, albeit one or two things. You know that you will be stimulated and orgasmed as long as I wear you, and that your only moments of rest will be when I take you off. I put a special spell on you, which will make you have as less rest as possible. When I take you off, you will be transferred immediately in the undergarment I am about to wear. If I want to stay naked, you will be absorbed in me, that is to say that you will be a woman without control of your actions. When I’ll make love with a man or a woman, if I’m wearing you, you will become my breasts or my pussy. If I don’t, you will be me as I told you before. I can swear that your life from now will be made of as much stimulation as I can give you. Let’s demonstrate.”
Chloe sensed Cheryl taking her off and dropping her on the floor. As she hit it, there was no pain, but she felt an irresistible attraction as she was sucked out of the bra. She briefly saw that she was like a ghost of herself. She was an ethereal being, and she moved a little but was already sucked in Cheryl’s body. Then she was Cheryl, but with no control of her actions. But it felt so good to be human again! She pleaded in Cheryl’s brain, hoping that their mind could communicate, but there was no answer. She was isolated. Then Cheryl spoke to herself: “Now, dearie, I will put on my favourite pantyhose.”
Inside her mind, Chloe screamed, but it was pointless. She felt her body move to the dresser, take a pair of nylon pantyhose and drop them on the bed. At this moment, the attraction returned, and she was sucked into the nylon garment, with an inaudible cry of despair. After a few seconds, Cheryl took her and slowly inserted her legs, giving Chloe the unique sensation of having her breasts endlessly fondled. Then she pulled the panty section up, and Chloe felt like her openings had been filled to capacity.
“It is Sunday, and I have a lot of things to do, my sweet Chloe. Or should I say my sweet nylon pantyhose? So I must finish dressing myself up.”
As Cheryl moved on, Chloe could not believe the level of sensations that flowed in her nylon body. She followed every movement of Cheryl’s legs, and the rustling of the nylon against flesh was devastating. She exploded in a succession of orgasms. She mentally begged for release, trying desperately to find a way to MOVE, but without success. She felt Cheryl slide into a satin skirt. She could see from between Cheryl’s legs, but the skirt reduced her field of vision. The feeling of the satin added to her distress and arousal. When Cheryl put on high-heeled shoes, it felt like if Chloe’s nipples had been clamped.
Cheryl sat on a chair before her mirror, crossed her legs and started to apply make-up on her beautiful face, humming a tune. She acted as if Chloe had never existed. When she was done, she went downstairs, took her purse and left the house. She was going to meet her friend, the man she had dinned with. They would play with his slaves, make love, have lunch and go shopping. Tonight, they would go to the disco and dance till the morning. She had an excited thought for Chloe, lost in a Heaven/Hell of erotic sensations. She put her hands to her waist and held it tightly. Her fingers dug deeply into her waist as she began to caress her crotch, bringing helpless orgasms on the helpless nylon pantyhose.

THE END?