Sarah leaned forward, looking at the strange locket her grandmother had left her. It had been months since she sat it aside in her jewelry box. The locket was simple, silver, and round with writing on it that she couldn’t quite make out. There was no opening and she’d had to affix her own simple chain to it yet felt no particular urge to wear it. 

Is it the moon?

“What does this say?” she wondered aloud as she ran a finger over the engraved writing. The writing seemed vaguely familiar.

“Hrmmph!?” she heard Evan say from below her, causing her to roll her eyes in annoyance.

“Focus!” she told him, giving the top of his head a smack down between her legs.

Evan, her boy-toy who thought he was her boyfriend, was currently trapped under her backside. Sarah wasn’t a fan of men but knew Evan had convinced himself that he was the exception. She’d ran across him almost two years ago when she saw him drooling over her in the gym where she was moving weights he could barely touch. Since then he’d been an overly flattering, ego-boosting boytoy who was willing to do almost anything for her.

One of those ‘anythings’ was purchasing a face-sitting chair where he spent a lot of his time. Sarah had modified it somewhat so more of her weight sank onto his face at all times while he did his best to lick whichever hole she presented to him. Right now she was letting him massage her backdoor but only paid him a little attention. The idea of dominating a man so thoroughly made her happier than his actual tongue.

He wasn’t a man right now, he was furniture.

Maybe later she’d ride his face to orgasm. And if he was good she’d let him finish himself off that night. In a different room.

She knew she was a lot of men’s wet dream: a little shorter than he was, Japanese, a Lolita-style of dressing that hid muscles no one ever suspected. He was far from her own wet dream, she’d come to realize. Aside from him worshipping her she was really just putting up with him. His tongue was now tireless after all the use she’d made for it, which was nice. But Sarah was ready to move on the first decent chance she got.

Her mind turned back to the medallion. Despite it being so simple, she suspected it was like herself: holding secrets. 

Maybe he does have an idea, she thought, annoyed. 

Holding the medallion between her fingertips she lowered it until she knew he’d be able to see it. Looking down she could see her hairless snatch, then his forehead. Sarah shifted her weight backward, letting him suck in an apparently much needed breath.

“Sarah, my neck is killing me and –“ he started to say, clearly in some distress.

For the first time that afternoon Sarah felt herself get aroused. He was good at backdoor licking but she really liked his discomfort most.

“Hey!” she smacked him again, more firmly, on his already red cheek. “Does this remind you of anything? Can you read it?” she asked as she held the medallion in front of him.

His eyes crossed slightly as he tried to focus. 

“Uh, no, but maybe try it in a mirror?” he said, before quickly adding: “But really my neck is-“

She sighed and put her pussy down over his lips, muffling his whining. After several seconds when she didn’t feel any tongue action, Sarah pinched his nostrils shut.

Dutifully his tongue got back to work. She held his nostrils shut through a slow count of twenty until she could hear his legs thrashing on the floor underneath them both, then released and lifted herself slightly to give him a breath.

Halfway through that breath she sat back down with her full weight. Slowly she ground herself against his mouth, finally enjoying his ministrations now that she’d been rougher with him. Without thinking about it she periodically held herself against his nose as well until the kicking resumed before she moved again. He’d pass out soon, doing more toward her orgasm than anything else he could attempt. 

“Mirror huh?” she wondered aloud.

She produced a small hand mirror from a drawer and held it up next to the medallion. Sure enough, a single word appeared clearly in the reflection. Sarah was annoyed he was right, but didn’t say anything to him.

Instead, she spoke the word aloud.

The lights in her apartment flickered and the medallion grew warm, then hot in her hand. The heat grew solid, as though it were light made solid, in ways that couldn’t possibly make sense. And then it began speaking without making a sound.

Sarah orgasmed as realization flowed into her. Words that were only half word, half sensation, filled her mind and she now understood everything it could do. While she smiled at the possibilities the amulet now gave to her, Evan finally passed out mid-lick.

Twenty minutes later Sarah was fixing herself a snack when Evan finally came out of the bedroom. He was stumbling a little which brought a smile to her face. This was far from the first time she’d rode his passed-out face to an orgasm. After she’d came, she’d donned the medallion and left him stuck in the chair until he awoke. 

She looked at him, thought about the medallion finally hanging between her breasts, and knew she had to try it out. Despite the absolute certainty of the knowledge it had given her she knew it was possible she was hallucinating instead. 

“Evan,” she said to him, liking how he paused in the middle of making coffee to dutifully turn toward her. He was annoying to be sure, but she had him well trained.

“Yes hon?” he asked back, his eyes lighting up from her attention.

“I read the word on the amulet,” she didn’t mention how, “And I think it’s magical. Want to give it a go with me?”

“Uh, sure?” he said uncertainly. He worshiped the ground Sarah walked on and knew not to irritate her by being sensibly pessimistic about magic.

Consent. Power. Your desires made true. These were what it had told her, flooding her with understanding beyond the words.

“I want that coffee done already,” she said, and he turned to the machine.

“Well yeah I- whoa!” he said when he saw the carafe was full with fresh, hot coffee. 

The power she had was far from limitless, she knew. Small things such as that were within her bounds now. Limitless money? No. Dozens of small tasks? For the most part. 

But the real power she knew was bigger. Would make her bigger. 

“Did you-?”

She stood and nodded, approaching him in a way that she rarely did. He backed up as she entered his personal space until the countertop stopped him. Sarah looked up at him with doe-eyes that she knew he would do anything for. Even dressed in simple sweatpants and a pink shirt.

“Now I want something more specific,” she told him, trailing her hand down his chest.

Evan stammered out a reply as she grabbed his cock through his shorts. It was the first time in months she’d even indirectly touched him.

“I want to have one of these,” she told him, “But not a baby one.”

The implication that he was small wasn’t lost on him. 

“That doesn’t make sense-“ he tried to say.

“Say yes,” she insisted, “If you say yes, the medallion will let me use part of you,” she grasped harder, “To give me my own.”

“Uh, yes, yes?” he replied as she felt him harden rapidly.

Sarah kept her look of disgust off her face when she felt it, but the medallion grew hot again against her skin and distracted her.

“I want ten inches,” she said, and he nodded.

Consent. A voice spoke as the medallion vibrated slightly.

Then Evan vanished in front of her.

Sarah gasped as heat bloomed at her mons, which turned into a buzz, then a shock, then something indescribable. She stumbled backward to the couch and yanked down her sweatpants. It was more difficult than it should have been. Something was in the way.

Something…

“Holy shit.”

Not just something. 

There, where there should have been a clean-shaven patch of skin, was a massive penis. A small tuft of hair exactly where it should be, then something she’d never seen from this angle. It had a large vein across the back, hung several inches long while even flaccid, with a foreskin that covered the head. 

“I have a—” she started to say, then looked up. The shock of suddenly having a cock made her forget that Evan had vanished, and when the knowledge came back to her she simply giggled. A voice whispered briefly from the amulet, and she knew all she needed to know about him. He was panicking on the ground in the kitchen, exactly where she’d left him. 

She’d taken wildly more from him than she’d expected for ten inches of cock.

“Worth it.”

Her attention turned back to her cock. She knew she could find Evan, and would, in short order. He could wait.

Carefully she wrapped her small fingers around it and gasped at the sensation. It almost jumped in her hand and began growing larger for the first time ever.

This is unreal! Sarah thought, Better than I imagined!

Gently she gave it a stroke, pulling the foreskin back and marvelling at her new glans. When she was hard as a rock she knew that she had a solid ten-inch cock, just like she’d wished for. Had she ever met a man packing something like this she would have ran. With her petite frame she’d barely enjoyed fingering, and an average sized dick usually wasn’t any fun.

I’m gonna split someone in half with this! 

While she stroked herself, almost vibrating with energy, her other hand reached down to where her new, massive balls hung. They were smooth, hairless, and she could tell they were filled with spunk waiting to blast into someone.

Curiously, her hand went lower and she felt only smooth skin where her pussy had been. She mentally shrugged at this. It hadn’t been much fun for her anyway.

Worth the trade for sure.

Just as she started stroking herself more certainly, wanting, needing, to know what her new orgasms would feel like, motion on the ground caught her eye.

“I guess we can start with an ‘onto someone’ situation,” she said aloud as she watched Evan’s three-inch tall form jog toward her on the tile.

She stood, loving the weight of her cock jutting out in front of her, then strode to where he was now waiting dutifully for her to pick him up.

“Okay! You got your wish! Now change me back! Why would it take all my height just to give you-“

“Oh no,” she told him as she held him gently and walked back to the couch, “Not yet. I’m gonna blast my first load all over you.”

Evan tried to make angry noises but at his size they just sounded pathetic. Especially when she squeezed him hard, then dropped him into an empty teacup.

“Stay there!” she ordered him, and almost reflexively he obeyed.

“Sarah! You gotta-“

Sarah pushed his voice out of her head, something she’d been doing for a long time. Now he only warranted occasional glances to make sure he was staying put in the target zone.

Now leaning back on the couch she began to stroke herself in earnest. One hand barely wrapped around her shaft but it was more than enough stimulation; in many ways her new rod was acting like a boy’s first masturbation session. She wasn’t going to last long at all.

Before she could even start to think of who, and where, she was going to put this new amazing organ, pressure she’d never experienced built up. Almost before she was ready she could feel cum boiling in her balls and precum rapidly leaked from her urethra.

Sarah made herself stand and lean forward, supporting herself with her other hand on the coffee table while she aimed her cock at Evan, who was now too terrified to move from the teacup.

“Open wide you little nnngnh!” 

She exploded. Shot after shot of semen launched from her cock as she stroked furiously, barely able to keep her eyes open to aim. Her legs shook as her balls unloaded, and finally she felt her wave peaking, then rapidly receding.

When it was obvious she was done, Sarah milked one last drop of semen from her cock into what was now a well-filled teacup. Evan was screaming something up at her, but whatever it was couldn’t be that important since it came from him. His face was barely visible in his new semen bath. The first shot had knocked him over and while he’d struggled to regain his feet she’d launched enough seed directly into the cup that its weight was enough to hold him down.

As she caught her breath Sarah couldn’t help but notice she’d done a surprisingly good job of aiming.

“Good, I hate cleaning up. I get why boys always want the girl to swallow now, there’s no mess.”

Ignoring Evan for now, Sarah stood on shaking legs and took a long, hot shower. During which she couldn’t stop herself from masturbating again, this load being washed down the drain.

When she was done she didn’t bother to get dressed. After a moment of admiring how her cock looked with her six-pack abs, she returned to the living room to deal with Evan, who had almost managed to get out of the cup. Which would have made a mess on her coffee table, she realized with annoyance.

“Hold still,” she told him, exasperated.

Carefully she took the cup and brought them both to the kitchen sink. Without any regard for his well-being she turned the cup on its side and rinsed it with hot water. He hit the sink hard but was apparently uninjured. The near boiling water turned his skin red but nothing Sarah would worry about.

“Okay honey, dear, amazing woman,” he started to say when she sat him on the countertop, “You had your fun now and now it’s time to make me normal again. Please.”

Sarah made a show of thinking about it carefully. In reality she realized she knew what the answer would be before the amulet even sent her any information.

Given. Cannot give back. it whispered to her.

“I can’t.” 

Evan froze where he had been pacing.

“You can’t? What the hell do you mean you can’t?” 

In his panic he forgot just how strongly Sarah would respond to him being forceful at all to her. At full size she regularly outmuscled him and pushed him around. At three inches…

“I. Can’t.” She reiterated, narrowing her eyes at him. “The amulet can take from others and give to me, apparently, but it won’t give things back. It speaks to me. Sort of.”

“No! You can’t leave me like this! I can’t be stuck, I’ve got college and work and –“

Sarah breathed a sigh of relief while he panicked. This was the perfect way to get him out of her life that she’d been looking for. His world-ending event was her getting back her freedom. She certainly made enough money to not need him to split the rent, though she made him pay most of it. Having him around had been good in general for near-constant oral and pushing a man around, but now that she had a cock of her own…

But what do I do about him? she wondered as she looked down at his pathetic little body. Panicking. Pacing. Clearly about to cry, which made her giggle as well. 

Her eyes flashed to the garbage disposal. Then she thought about her own stomach.

Less mess.

For once in his life Evan managed to read her actual thoughts rather than the perfect version he’d prefer to believe.

“No! Wait!” 

She didn’t, picking him up without bothering to be ginger about it. 

“No no no!” he shouted as she lifted him upward. Her beautiful face smiled at him and he hurt so deep inside from seeing it. Knowing what she was planning. “I can- I can-!”

Sarah paused. Her stomach was rumbling but her mind was full of ideas as well. Even after cumming twice she could feel herself hardening as the sound of his pleading.

“I only kept you around because you were so sweet and groveling,” she told him, glad that even the bare minimum leading-on she’d been doing could stop. 

“But I love you!” he shouted out, sure this would be the thing that would save him. He knew she had feelings for him too, even if she never voiced them. And was often rude, but that was just her love language. Right?

She just giggled at his look of betrayal.

“What good are you to me now?” she asked, a plan forming in her head. Sarah instinctively knew the amulet would make it happen, too.

Evan had no response, he just shook in her hand. This couldn’t be happening.

“If you promise to be useful, I’ll keep you around instead of seeing how well you digest,” she offered, her smile turning more insidious. Sarah had picked her words carefully and specifically. 

But he only saw the beauty in her smile, the version of her that he’d do anything for, even if she never voiced her feelings for him.

“Okay! Of course! I’ll do whatever you need!” he agreed eagerly.

“You’ll be useful?” she prompted.

“Yes! I’ll be useful! Of course!”

Sarah smiled as the amulet grew warm against her skin once more.

She was now completely erect and understood why teenage boys acted so weird all the time. If she had this kind of sex drive constantly she’d barely be able to think straight. Her rod stood straight out and she had to step back from the countertop to avoid pressing hard against it.

Without any hesitation she sat him on her rod, and he clung to it in a panic while she walked back to the couch. Desperately he hung on and she couldn’t help but laugh at the sight. He did lose his grip when she swung around and sat, landing between her normally dainty legs. The head of her rod smashed down on him and he lost all his air with a squeak.

“You know what I really need right now?” Sarah asked him sweetly, lifting her cock off of him and allowing him to get to his feet.

Evan shook his head, trying to ignore the massive rod that was several times longer than he was tall. It wasn’t lost on him at all that his girlfriend was now packing far more meat than he was. 

Her hand slammed into him and pushed him hard against her balls. Musk filled his nostrils and he prayed she didn’t ‘need’ him to lick. Evan was spared the thought, for now, when she dragged him up the length of his cock with a single long stroke. At the tip of her urethra was a bead of precum already, and she wasted no time in pushing his face into the salty fluid.

“I need you to scream.”

By that evening Evan had done plenty of screaming.

He stood, rooted to the spot, on the dresser across from where Sarah was sleeping. His angel, the love of his life. The one who had demanded everything from him and gotten it.

She slept like a baby, satisfied from three more orgasms she’d achieved by violently dragging Evan up and down her shaft while he screamed and begged for mercy. She had plenty of cum, but no mercy.

And even at the end of the day, after her final emission in the shower, she’d found a way to make it worse for him.

“I need you to stay here. Quietly. No sleeping,” she’d said when she sat him, cold, wet, and shaking, on her dresser.

Then promptly went to sleep while he shivered and suffered. 

She can’t mean this forever, can she?

***

The following morning Evan knew when Sarah was awakening before she did. Her massive cock made a tent in the blanket.

Luckily for him she didn’t bother rolling out of bed before starting to masturbate again, finishing on a tissue. Unluckily for him she seemed to realize this as soon as her breath slowed again and she sat up to look at him in annoyance.

“You’re catching the next load,” she told him as she rolled out of bed. 

He stood in the same spot still, terrified while she did a fast workout, ate breakfast, then showered.

As she donned her work outfit, a cute pink-and-yellow sundress, Sarah looked down at her lower half.

You gonna stay down for me at work? she wondered, and instantly she felt the answer from the amulet. Yes. Yes it would. For a little while.

Not bothering with underwear today, Sarah looked over at her still-frozen toy. The look on his face almost made her get hard right then and there. 

Confusion. Betrayal. Complete and utter humiliation. All the things she loved to see on a man.

“What used to be a man,” she mumbled, ignoring him trying to yell up to her as she picked him up.

She put one foot up on her dresser and smiled as she went about her business. When her leg went back down her dress fell into place, showing no signs of what was underneath. 

Sarah hummed as she picked up her purse and headed to work. Evan screamed as her sphincter squeezed his neck. 

***

Sarah worked in a large office building, spending a lot of her time on a computer and moving back and forth between meetings. It was a very good deal for her all around. She was very smart and consistently several steps ahead of the curve of what her job would demand. When she felt like it, she could get her entire weeks’ worth of work done days ahead of schedule.

This gave her plenty of time to spend around the broader office. Everyone assumed she was busy, and while in her own private office she was rarely observed. Most days this meant she could game while pretending to work. 

Today she found herself focusing more than usual on work, trying to get herself at least half a day ahead. She wanted the free time. 

Sarah hummed to herself as her macro automatically compiled spreadsheets for her, turning mind-numbing data entry into a simple process that she just needed to check on every couple of minutes. Sarah sipped coffee and smiled, relaxing into her routine and planning out who she needed to invite to her office over lunch.

Evan tried to hold back his screams, but it was hard. He tried to stay still, but this was even harder.

From time to time he got a glimpse of light and the smooth faux-leather of Sarah’s office chair, mostly when she shifted in her seat. These were also the times he had to fight his hardest not to be swallowed entirely.

Sarah had easily slid him up her sphincter that morning and he’d spent the first hour in a blind panic. He knew she loved it but he couldn’t help it. Her ring was around his neck and almost every one of her movements made it clench down on him. He alternated between barely being able to breathe and wishing he could stop.

His arms and legs were flailing inside her rectum as he struggled to keep at least his head free of her insides. At full size he’d spent hours tonguing her backdoor in the hopes that someday she’d let him slide inside her. Now that he was there it was a desperate fight for survival.

Her insides were almost boiling hot and wet; if he didn’t fight constantly he could feel her hole try to swallow him. Evan knew the fight would be over soon, each time she shifted he was absolutely sure this would be the time darkness would engulf him. It never occurred to him that all his struggles and the way his head just barely wouldn’t pass through her ring made him exactly the perfect anal plug that she needed that day.

Sarah smiled as her plug kicked inside of her. He’d been doing an excellent job all morning and she knew her ability to hold back her own massive erection was waning. In her cute little dress, and no undies, she knew getting hard at work would be a disaster unless she was able to take care of it.

Her eyes flickered to the clock, where she saw it was one of the cute intern’s usual break time.

Perfect. 

Evan screamed as she stood, her muscles redoubling their efforts to squeeze his neck. He saw her chair vanish below and behind as she started walking; the occasional space between her moving cheeks was enough for him to see the short carpet flying by. Each shift of her body made his lower half flop in a painful attempt to keep some kind of stability.

Mercifully she paused and he could feel more than hear her speaking. The words themselves only sounded like faint mumbling but the tone he recognized. It was the tone that could get him to do literally anything.

Is she flirting with someone? he wondered, pausing accidentally in his struggle to survive. The moment he realized his mistake it was already too late.

Sarah smiled at Jenny, their latest intern. The girl was a little taller than Sarah, had a nice natural tan, short blonde hair and a pair of lips that Sarah knew would feel great wrapped around her shiny new cock. Even before she’d endowed herself she’d been flirting with Jenny for weeks. And Amy, Tara, Jenna, and several others. 

She may have typically ‘dated’ men, but Sarah knew who she was really hoping to get into.

“So listen,” she said with a smile, knowing that Jenny had been very receptive to her flirting, “I’ve got a thing I think you’d be great for back in my office.”

Sarah felt her toy slip all the way inside and jumped at the sudden change in sensation. Jenny misinterpreted it as eagerness. Without any hesitation she leaned into Sarah, closing the space between them. Jenny was into both boys and girls, and Sarah had been on her mind quite a bit lately.

“I would love to,” Jenny replied, leaning a little past Sarah to grab a granola bar from the community bowl. This also let her overtly smell Sarah’s perfume. “Is it…hands on?”

“Very much so,” Sarah said, trying to stay focused on delaying her massive erection. The action she was getting on the inside was so much better than anything she’d ever felt. Usually if something was in her she hated it. But this time…

Jenny leaned back and flushed red.

“We should-“

Jenny’s phone buzzed and she jumped to take it.

“Hi, Alan?” she answered, and Sarah knew something was off. Alan was Jenny’s supervisor, a very no-nonsense man who she’d happily throw off a cliff. Even before he cock blocked her.

Jenny answered a series of rapid-fire questions and gave Sarah an apologetic look.

“I’ll be right there sir,” she told him, then hung up the phone. 

“I am so sorry!” Jenny said, putting back the granola bar, “Rain check?”

“Yeah, sure,” Sarah said, trying not to sound too put out. Her cock was ready to scream in frustration but Sarah knew she had another shot coming up. 

But she also knew her cock wasn’t going to be denied. She could feel the blood starting to rush downward and knew if she didn’t get back to her office soonest to handle it she’d have to handle it in the break room toilet. Not the most appealing idea.

“Here’s my number!” Jenny said, giving Sarah a little boost and scribbling her number onto a sticky note, “I’m free tonight!”

With that said she gave Sarah a wink and almost ran out of the break room.

“Damnit,” Sarah muttered as she headed back to her office.

Evan was doing a number in her rectum and her erection would not be denied. The thought of how much he must hate it in there was almost hotter than Jenny’s backside. Luckily she wasn’t that far away from the privacy of her office, and it appeared Jenny wasn’t a total loss. Just delayed.

As she walked she looked across the small cubicle farm and made eye contact with Tara, a cute redhead from Finances. They’d been flirting intermittently for about a year and lately Sarah had upped the intensity once or twice. Tara had been very receptive and seemed to read the change in Sarah’s energy from across the room.

Sarah beckoned with a nod of the head and ducked into her office just as she felt her cock start pushing against the soft material of her sundress.

Before her hardness could truly become visible to the outside eye she shut the door and sat down. The change in position made Evan’s motions push on something different and she realized what he was inadvertently doing. Not only was he a great butt plug and excellent anal vibrator, he was also doing an admirable job as a prostate massager. 

Now there was no holding back. In the relative privacy of her office Sarah felt herself grow hard rapidly and she giggled at the massive tent she was making in –

Tara knocked quietly, then walked into her office with an armful of paperwork. Just enough to make the visit seem official. She knew what Sarah’s look had been for and she’d been wondering for awhile now when one of them would get brave enough to make the first move. 

When she entered she could see Sarah’s face already hot and flustered, suddenly broken by surprise. She shut the door when she realized her office crush might be having second thoughts. But she’d misinterpreted Sarah’s face.

“I need you,” Sarah said when the idea rushed into her head, “To not say anything about this, and we play my way.”

Tara felt her body flush and she realized there was no going back now. Office flirting was now an office fling. She nodded, her heart pounding fast enough she couldn’t trust herself to speak. It was also a rush to hear the other woman take command like that.

Her Asian crush smiled and waved her under the desk. Sarah was petite, and Tara moreso. She herself often masturbated to the idea of her gym crush (she crushed a lot) picking her up and dragging her to the sauna. So she slipped beneath Sarah’s desk where she knew she would be completely hidden if anyone were to walk in.

Damn this is hot! Tara thought as Sarah’s chair slid in front of her. Her eyes took in the toned, surprisingly muscular legs and followed them upward. Is she trimmed? Landing strip? 

Questions shot through her mind as she prepared to finally go down on her beautiful office coworker. 

I’m gonna lick you so…

Sarah flipped up the front of her dress and scooted her chair forward until she was in her normal sitting position, ready to work. 

Instead of a delicious pussy presenting itself to Tara, she saw the biggest cock of her life pointing straight at her face.

Her work crush had a huge shlong.

good…

Sarah made sure she was situated and ready to enjoy this. A glance under the desk showed her Tara’s pretty and stunned face looking directly at her cock. A bead of precum was forming at the tip and she smiled, feeling Evan battering her insides in a panic and simply increasing her pleasure.

“I need you to swallow this. Until someone starts looking for you in about,” she glanced at the clock, “Forty-five minutes.”

Still stunned, Tara nodded and felt her body flush again. Sarah felt her amulet warm against her skin as well.

Best magic words ever, she thought as Tara’s mouth opened.

Tara threw aside her surprise and opened her mouth wide. Precum coated her lips as she used her hands to steer the rod into her mouth. The cockhead fit, barely, but she didn’t give herself a moment to adjust to it. 

Sarah relaxed and leaned back as Tara worked her magic. 

The woman slobbered all over her cock as she pushed further downward. There was a pause when Sarah’s cockhead hit the back of her throat and she moaned as Tara simply pushed harder. Just when Sarah was sure she couldn’t take any more Tara’s throat finally opened enough for her to slide in.

Internally Tara wasn’t sure if she should be thrilled that she was taking the entire monster or worried about how she felt she had no control over her own body. All she knew was she felt an incredible need to swallow this cock. Nevermind her uncontrollable urge for air.

“Oh shit,” Sarah managed to say before Tara’s nose was pushed against her navel.

Then she started swallowing.

Rhythmic, wet squeezing massaged her rod incredibly well and Sarah could only manage a squeak as Tara began sliding back and forth slowly an inch at a time but never letting the cock leave her throat. She looked down at her partner and watched her face begin turning red. Her eyes were watering and Sarah could only imagine what this felt like for Tara. It was obvious she was running out of air already and Sarah’s cruel streak reared its head.

“I need you to stay awake for this,” she told her cocksleeve, “You can breathe through your nose.”

Physiologically she knew her cock was blocking Tara’s windpipe much further along than just her nose. But whatever magic the amulet worked didn’t care.

The woman drew a long breath through her nose and Sarah closed her eyes to enjoy the sensations. She took a deep breath herself and relaxed further, sinking down in her chair and leaning back. Between Tara’s throat and her prostate being massaged she knew she wouldn’t last long.

This was, technically, her first blowjob.

“Much better to be on the receiving end,” she said to herself as she felt now-familiar pressure build.

Evan screamed and fought against the clenching darkness around him. He’d lost any sense of up and down, but his nose had thankfully gone dead too. His entire existence now was down to two things: kicking and screaming.

He pushed his feet against soft and horrifyingly wet walls. At times he felt his hands slip ‘through’ something that he prayed was a sphincter that would let him escape but inevitably Sarah would shift and he’d lose his bearings. Before he knew it he was spending every moment pushing against something larger and harder than he thought should even be in that area.

It grew hotter under his hands as he panicked and struck at it. Vague hints of speech rumbled through Sarah’s body but he couldn’t tell what she was saying. Only that every moment needed to be spent in blind panic. 

Never did it occur to him that he was being exactly what Sarah needed yet again. 

Her prostate, now well massaged, pulsed hard several times as she came. Evan had no idea what was happening, only that he suddenly felt the urge to fall onto his back and try to catch his breath in the darkness.

Sarah grabbed Tara’s head and pulled her harder onto her crotch, not that she needed to. It was a struggle to not cry out in pleasure as she shot her load directly down Tara’s throat. Her muscles swallowed repeatedly, coaxing out every drop.

When she couldn’t take it any more Sarah let Tara finally pull off of her rod. Had she looked at the clock she would have realized she had just enjoyed forty-five minutes of throating.

Tara leaned back and coughed, wiping the back of her hand on her mouth and stunned by what she’d just done.

Thankful her anal toy was finally resting, Sarah scooted her chair back and stood. She carefully adjusted her dress back down and giggled in relief.

“That was awesome,” she told Tara as the woman crawled out from under her desk. “Like, my legs are shaking.”

“I can’t believe I just did that,” Tara replied, her eyes bulging when she realized her throat didn’t even hurt, “Why didn’t you tell me you had a-“

“I need you to forget about this, okay?” Sarah asked sweetly. 

Confused, Tara nodded. The amulet grew warm.

“But why would I-?”

She paused, then looked around, her face growing confused.

“Uh, did I-“

Sarah picked up the report Tara had brought with her.

“This actually looks really good, but maybe you should go take a break? Did you eat? You look a little pale.”

Tara took the report and the puzzled look left her face. She glanced at her watch and let out a surprised squeak.

“Wow! I really need to get something in me before my one o’clock meeting-“

Sarah tried not to smirk, imagining what had felt like a quart of her semen now resting in Tara’s stomach.

“-do you mind if I head out?”

“Oh, absolutely,” Sarah agreed, opening the door for her favorite throat, who hurried out. “See you tomorrow!”

***

Sarah nodded in satisfaction as she double checked her preparations at home later that evening. 

Extremely cute and fuckable Jenny on her way? Check. A movie to get the party started, then provide background noise? Check. Several bottles of wine? Check. Restraints in case Jenny changed her mind? Check.

She frowned, realizing this was yet another way she was going to lose her virginity. Considering she’d lasted forty-five minutes in Tara’s throat earlier she had no worries about shooting off too early, and her abs gave her confidence she could do all the thrusting she needed. But there was one thing she hadn’t considered.

Do I need a condom? Can I get someone pregnant?

The amulet’s occasional wisdom offered no answers. Sarah wanted fun, consequence free sex for the first time in her life. Sex before growing a cock had, no pun intended, sucked.

Her eyes flickered to Evan, who was currently tearfully cleaning off her vibrator collection near the sink. His options had been to do what she said willingly, or she would invoke the magic words: “I need.” It had made her quite satisfied to see how thoroughly beaten down he was that he did her bidding without ‘needing’ to be ordered.

I guess I do have a condom she realized with a smile. Or maybe she’s fine with an-

There was a knock on the door, shaking her out of her thoughts.

Sarah opened the door and there Jenny stood. Her blonde hair was done up in a long ponytail and a short crop-top and short-shorts did nothing to hide her figure. 

“Hey!” she said as Sarah ushered her in, “So I was wondering when we’d move past flirting and-“

Evan paused from where he was scrubbing a small vibrator clean. It wasn’t the most demeaning thing she’d made him do and it beat ‘anal toy’ any day of the week. But when she’d presented her fleet of toys to him and given him a child’s toothbrush to clean with he’d realized how much he’d been failing her in the sex realm.

Sure, their sex had been very rare. Twice, actually. But he’d been sure he’d at least been halfway satisfying her. Now it was obvious he hadn’t been.

He’d been told what Sarah had done at work and even though he’d been sure she’d completely betrayed him by reducing him to what he was now, the sight of this stunning blonde walking into their – her – apartment hurt him worse. She didn’t notice him at all as she sat a paper bag on the kitchen island and produced a bottle of yellow liqueur.

There was a terrible feeling as she turned toward Sarah, who didn’t waste any time in closing the space between. The women clearly knew each other. Well.

At least during what Sarah had described as a ‘mind-blowing’ blowjob he’d been in the darkness. He hated that he’d been reduced to a prostate massager. He hated that while he hadn’t even talked to other women in years she’d apparently been flirting with half her office. And he hated, more than anything, that his faithfulness and love for this woman had been thrown away the moment she had a chance.

The two women giggled and laughed together. Each sound stabbed him in the heart again as he watched the love of his life flirt with a stereotypical blonde. 

“So, I’ve got something I need you to be cool with,” Sarah said, making Evan’s head snap up.

“Uh, sure?” Jenny said after she poured them each a shot of what turned out to be a lemon-flavored whiskey.

“Look by the sink.”

“Oh.”

Evan looked at the blonde and thought she was looking at him, but she was only taking in the number of sex toys Sarah had laid out for him to clean. Out of fear he was half-hidden behind what he thought was a clit-stimulator of some kind. Compared to everything else laid out there he was easy to miss.

“You’re pretty confident about getting laid tonight, aren’t you?” she said in an amused tone. Sarah snuck an arm around Jenny’s waist and pulled her close to her easily. Jenny laughed as she realized how strong Sarah really was. 

“You could say that,” Sarah responded as she played briefly with the top of Jenny’s shorts.

Then she handed Jenny her shot and together they downed it.

“Now what-“

Sarah realized she didn’t care if Jenny knew about Evan or not. The heat from the lemony shot had kicked her into overdrive and threw the vague idea of using him as a sex toy with Jenny went out the window. He wasn’t going anywhere. 

But her cock was insisting it meet Jenny sooner rather than later.

Jenny may have wanted to take things slower. Sarah may have planned on leading into things across the evening.

But now that she was actually here…

Sarah pushed Jenny back against the countertop, and the slightly taller woman giggled nervously. But she didn’t glance at the door. She licked her lips.

“Remember what I told you, in the break room last week?” Sarah asked sweetly, running a fingertip along Jenny’s collarbone.

Jenny shivered at the touch.

“How I liked to be the more dominant one? That boys didn’t do it for me like I used to think they did?”

Jenny swallowed, liking the sudden change in energy. Evan felt a stabbing pain with every word.

“Well I need you, right now, to take your top off-“

Without hesitation Jenny began, revealing perky c-cups that any man would have killed to see.

“-and kneel down.”

“This is really fast,” Jenny said, secretly delighted but a little worried about how fast it had gone. Sarah was really, really hot but she would have preferred a little more lead up. And maybe a glass of wine. The way she’d instantly stripped off her top didn’t even occur to her as strange.

She knelt without hesitation. And realized that there was an odd bulge at Sarah’s crotch. A really big bulge.

Just as she made that realization, Sarah lifted her own skirt. A massive cock revealed itself, growing harder by the second until Jenny could only stare with her mouth wide open.

“You’ve got a dick?” she asked, incredulous, “But that one time we-“

Evan watched, horrified, as Sarah interrupted Jenny by shoving her cock into her mouth. The other woman made a brief squealing noise that quickly turned to pleasure as she was fed more of the cock. He hated the look on Sarah’s face: pure bliss. He’d never been able to give her that.

Jenny herself was stunned by the sudden development but she felt her pussy come alive. This was a surprise but since she like to play with either sex, this could be a great way to get the best of both worlds. She didn’t even attempt to pull away from Sarah’s massive cock as it banged against the back of her throat, testing her gag reflex.

Sarah enjoyed Jenny’s mouth for a few more minutes, making sure she gave Evan a good long look as she pushed against the back of tonight’s mouth. She had to fight back the urge to make all of herself fit; Tara’s throat had been unreal and she couldn’t wait to get back into someone else’s. But tonight she had a more specific goal.

“I’ll save the last few inches for another hole,” she told Jenny as she withdrew.

She pulled Jenny to her feet with hands under her armpits, then gave her a playful push toward the bedroom.

Jenny took the hint and half ran the rest of the way, peeling her shorts off clumsily as she went. 

“Get over here,” Sarah said to Evan, holding out her hand on the countertop.

“Sarah how could you-?” he started to say, but she just rolled her eyes. And despite everything it still hurt.

Sarah smiled down at him, feeling real pleasure from his mere presence for the first time in a long time. The look on his face, the way he never seemed to get past what he thought of as betrayal. 

If thought of Jenny’s sweet holes hadn’t made her hard that look always would.

“I need a condom,” she told Evan, gesturing with her palm.

Evan didn’t get what she meant. But the nature of the magic he’d agreed to didn’t care. Against his will he found himself walking forward until he crawled onto her hand.

“Good boy.”

Jenny crawled onto the bed, then rolled onto her back. Sarah came through the door just as she started using one wet finger to circle her clit.

“Don’t worry!” Sarah said happily, “I found a condom.”

Her partner just shrugged and took in the incredible sight before her. Sarah had stripped off in the kitchen, and now she stood before her in the dim light. Petite, with six-pack abs and a disproportionately large cock. Jenny hadn’t even thought about a condom; she was on the pill and Sarah had been (or so she thought) in a forever relationship. The risk of disease was minimal.

“On your stomach.”

Jenny obeyed. She reached under herself and kept toying her clit while Sarah put on the condom.

This is gonna be great! she thought as she felt the bed shift behind her.

Evan looked up at Sarah, desperately trying to yell to her, to tell her she didn’t really want to do this. But the amulet wouldn’t let him speak. Because she needed him to be quiet.

She smirked down at him as she grasped each leg and pulled them apart. Just like she needed him to, Evan’s body stretched apart easily. A quick glance told her his backdoor wasn’t nearly open enough for her to fit in. But it would take the tip.

So that’s what she did. Evan’s asshole distended and stretched insanely as she shoved her way in rudely. His little arms flailed and she could see his attempts as screaming which only made her harder. Once she felt her bulbous head pop in entirely she yanked downward on his legs and watched his entire body stretch to accept her length.

In moments her cock was completely encased in the world’s most perfect condom. Every ridge and bump and vein of her rod was perfectly visibly through his thin stretched skin. His arms still flopped about wildly, and his face was just preserved enough that she could tell he was in incredible pain. It stayed steady, mid-scream, staring accusingly up at her in disbelief at how terrible she was being.

Then he was forgotten.

Jenny hissed in pleasure when she felt Sarah’s cock push against her entrance. There was no leadup, no foreplay for her, but she was already so wet it didn’t matter.

As for Sarah, she suddenly realized why guys wanted sex so bad and so often the moment she felt the heat from Jenny on her cock. She adjusted her knees and hips while almost vibrating with excitement. Technically speaking, this was her first ever pussy. At least with a cock.

Driving forward she buried herself as far as she could in a single thrust. Jenny cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, and Sarah grunted in ecstasy.  She pulled back and adjusted her own position again, knees outside of Jenny’s pressed-together legs, and looked down at the wonderful sight of herself disappearing into a pussy.

Fuck that’s hot! she thought as she readied herself.

A second thrust pushed her even deeper and just as she felt her pelvis ram against Jenny’s toned cheeks she felt a gentle pressure at the tip of her cock.

She’d bottomed out. There was no more room in Jenny. Just barely enough.

Underneath her, Jenny started shaking uncontrollably in what Sarah recognized as an orgasm. Her gripping pussy squeezed and tried to milk Sarah’s cock as she shook, and Sarah had to make a hard effort to not shoot already. This was amazing.

This was hell.

Evan tried to scream in pain and humiliation but he couldn’t. Every inch of him, and far more, were stretched and stuffed further than his worst nightmare ever could have conceived. 

His insides raced with Sarah’s pulse and boiled with heat. The world outside was darkness and clenching wetness. He had the urge to breathe but was unable to; the urge to squirm in pain but only his arms could wiggle ineffectively along Jenny’s insides. A thousand burning needles pushed against every inch of his being.

For an eternity it seemed Sarah held still as she pushed his head up against what he knew had to be a cervix. Then she began moving, sliding slowly in and out of his wet sheath. The motion dragged his arms painfully up and down, catching them and twisting them violently enough that he knew they should have been torn off long ago.

It would have been a mercy.

The thrusting sped up and slowed down, his angle was changed until he slammed against every part of Jenny’s pussy. Periodically he felt Sarah’s cock grow impossibly larger and she would drive herself deep until he hit Jenny’s cervix once more, then hold still until the terrible pulsing slowed, then stopped.

As much as he hated the knowledge, he wished Sarah would just cum in him and end this torture. It would at least be replaced with something else. Instead she was testing her own stamina.

But finally she started to pulse once more and this time she didn’t try to hold back. Evan felt Sarah shift angles once more and he realized her earlier thrusting had been gentle. This time he was slammed hard against Jenny’s deepest place over and over again until he was past seeing stars.

Then Sarah came.

Evan felt her swell and pulse all the way up from his distended asshole through his abdomen and ribcage. Heat grew until it became unbearable, then he screamed as he realized the earlier treatment had been tender. When she started shooting her jizz directly into him, he found that despite his earlier attempts he could scream.

Until she filled him so full of spunk it started leaking from every orifice.

To keep herself from screaming as she came, Sarah leaned down and bit into Jenny’s shoulder, hard. Jenny was already exhausted and shaking in a near-constant rolling wave of orgasms; the bite made her twitch and her eyes crossed as pleasure mixed with pain. Sarah drove herself as deep as she could inside her hookup and pounded until her abs finally started hurting.

When her orgasm finally began to slow she simply held herself still as she finished the last twitches of her orgasm balls-deep.

“Oh shit,” Jenny mumbled, taking a rasping breath and still shaking, “That was fucking incredible but I think the condom broke.”

Sarah groaned as she slipped out of her friend. Sure enough, there was cum leaking out of her abused pussy and onto the comforter.

She looked down at her wilting cock and saw that Evan’s mouth, nose, and ears were all leaking her seed. The little she could see of his face told her he was in incredible pain.

Her cock twitched again, reversing its wilting course, as she took in how thoroughly she’d abused the little bastard. Then she looked at Jenny’s leaking pussy and saw how hard the woman was breathing even just laying there. She was in no position to get up anytime soon.

I wish you were a condom that didn’t leak, she thought at Evan. Instantly she saw his mouth slam shut and the leakage stopped. Should’ve thought of that the first time. I didn’t think to need a ‘good’ condom.

Before she could finish the thought she was hard as a rock again, just like a teenage boy who just discovered porn.

And she looked again at Jenny’s prone form.

Crawling back on the bed, she put her knees on the outside of Jenny’s legs again.

“Sorry, it did leak,” she told the prone woman as she smiled. Jenny’s arm waved weakly to show she didn’t care.

“Worth it,” she mumbled, not noticing Sarah’s hands on her cheeks until they started to spread. “What are you-Oooh!”

“It won’t matter in this hole.”

Sarah pushed Evan’s face and her cockhead hard against Jenny’s sphincter. This time the first thrust buried Sarah’s cock entirely to the hilt. Jenny tried to scream and fight back but had no chance: she was exhausted, Sarah was far stronger, and even though she’d never done anal before her body had decided that any sensation below the belly button was worth an orgasm.

When Sarah started thrusting in and out of her asshole in earnest Jenny’s protests turned into continuous exhausted groans of pleasure.

Twenty minutes later Evan was dropped unceremoniously into the bathroom sink. He landed with a wet ‘splat!’ and felt gallons of cum leak out of him. Just his ass first, but Sarah narrowed her eyes at him and instantly his mouth finally opened again. It was several minutes later that he finally felt he was back to his original shape. 

Sarah took her time with her shower but for Evan it wasn’t nearly long enough. She only gave him a cursory glance before she did her evening routine in the mirror above him, occasionally turning on the sink and hitting him with near boiling water.

Being ignored was better than her attention.

Then her fingers wrapped around him and he tried to fight briefly, until she gave him a firm look. Again she put him on top of her dresser, where Jenny’s sleeping form was easily visible.

“I need you to stay here-“ 

His body grew hot from her command and internally he shrieked.

“-awake and quiet.”

Against his will he froze and watched as she climbed into bed and snuggled against Jenny. 

“I need you to wake me with a blowjob,” she whispered to Jenny, who sleepily nodded.

Evan watched from his perch all through the night and dreaded when daylight came through the window. True to her word Jenny slipped under the sheets. Minutes later Sarah awoke and locked eyes with Evan.

“Good toy,” she mouthed to him.

Had he been able to, he would have screamed.