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“You fucked Hayley?”
“N-no, I just…” He paused. “Just once.”
“Jesus, she’s been wanting Dad for years.” She looked to Dillon.
“Why do you hang around her then?”
Karma shot him an angry glare. “Because she is a good friend in spite of it!” She cocked her head. “You need to keep it in your pants until we swap back and hope that nothing comes of that.”
“You need to remember your place here.” Kevin took a handful of her substantial breast, squeezing and following her as she pulled away. “If you want your bodies back then you will do whatever we ask.”
Dillon perked up, balling a fist in anger. “You keep your fucking hands off her!”

Isabel diffused the situation, catching Kevin’s attention and directing him to the other room. “You can’t just ruin their lives for money… Kevin.” They spoke in whispers.
“Why not? They’ll figure it all out after we’re gone. Love finds a way.” He grinned.
“This is serious. We can’t have any more fuck-ups. We get the money and we get them back to normal, remember the plan.”
“The money I found… The money they have stashed… It’s not enough. We need to be having some fun to make it worth our time.”
“We agreed to extort a few people and maintain their livelihood. So far we basically wrecked one family and I don’t want to see it happen again. That causes us all trouble. We’re not the only ones who know the ring exists.”
“I knew this thing was too good to last.” He scoffed. “You’re too afraid to enjoy yourself.”
She realized he was talking about the two of them. “It was a fun fling between us, but we both have bigger plans.” Isabel looked away, shaking her head. “Just go to their place and stay the night with your daughter. Don’t do anything to draw attention and we’ll switch everything back in the morning. Have sex with his wife if you have to, but don’t do something we’ll regret.” He gauged his understanding. “We can find someone else after for you to have your fun with, okay?”
“Fine.”

Isabel and Karma remained at the hotel while Kevin and Dillon went to their house. Even with some coaching from the former owner of his body, Kevin had trouble acting like a pampered white dentist from the suburbs. His wife talked about random happenings throughout the day as she cooked dinner. He read the news on a tablet, trying not to do anything conspicuous.

The woman was tall with a darker complexion and highlighted brown hair. With natural looking makeup, manicured eyebrows, and bright red fingernail polish; she wasn’t beautiful, but she certainly looked good. She had a broad smile that showed her immaculate teeth, and her deep chestnut eyes showed a passionate spirit. Armana. He recalled what Dillon had told him. She is fun, but she can become a bitch in an instant.

He felt his phone buzzing, and again he ignored the call from Hayley. No matter how many times you try, I don’t give a shit! He talked with his wife as they headed to the bedroom for the evening. Stepping behind her as she brushed her teeth, he attempted to feel her ample breasts. She shrugged aside his advance with an irritated glance from the mirror. He went back into the bedroom, changing into pajamas as she finished. She came in wearing a thin t-shirt and bright blue panties. Crawling into bed, she took her phone, opening a social media site. She showed no interest as he touched her warm thigh, and he ran his hand lower, watching for her reaction.

The woman’s stare was filled with anger and disgust. “Do not!”
“Come on, why not?”
“I don’t feel like it tonight.”
“When was the last time we had sex?” He asked, guessing it had been a while.
“What does that matter?” He reached to touch her breasts again, but she swatted him away and guarded her chest. “Stop it right now!” She jumped out of bed. “Remember what I told you last time? I am not your fucking toy! You’re sleeping on the couch tonight!” She glared, pointing to the door. “Go!”

Kevin thought about how easily he could have his way, but Isabel’s words rang in his mind. He left without a word, finding some high-end whiskey in the kitchen. He sat in the dimly lit living room, sipping the smooth beverage as he tried to repress his urges. He finished a few glasses when a tap came on the sliding door. Hayley gave a hurt glare as she waited outside.

“You can’t be here!” He opened the door with ire.
“So you just fuck me and throw me away?”
“That shouldn’t have happened. I’m too old for you.”
“I don’t care!” The moonlight illuminated her fair skin. “Should I tell your wife about our fling?”
He yanked her inside, speaking in a hushed tone. “You will not blackmail me, you little bitch.” Scare her and go back to your drink, then you can get away from this situation.
“I just want you… Can’t we do it again?”
Her sad expression was almost comical, but it certainly worked on him. Why do I give a shit? Fuck her tonight and tomorrow the other guy can deal with it.

Kevin grabbed Haley’s smaller chest, and she smiled as he groped her. He closed the door and brought her to the bathroom, locking the door. A thought crossed his mind as he watched the girl stripping eagerly. Maybe I can make you stop harassing this guy and get my way. He slipped a finger into her wet slit, moving it gently as he watched her. I’ll make you suffer like I did! He stopped and stepped to the shower.

“I want to try something different with you.” He unscrewed the shower head, offering the hose to her. “Put this up your butt.”
“Wh-what?” She was confused by the proposition. “Why?”
“I want to see you bigger.” I’ll make her regret coming here tonight! “Go on.” He urged.
“You want to see me… with a belly?” She deliberated before taking the hose. “You want me to look pregnant?” A smile crept across her face. “I’ve never had an enema before!”

She’ll change her mind once we start. He directed her to lubricate the hose and ease it up her ass. She gasped as he turned on the flow, balling her fists and stepping side to side as water trickled into her ass.

“It feels so weird!”
“Keep quiet.” He increased the flow.
“Holy crap, it feels so weird!” She spoke softly. “It feels kind of nice.” He pushed the handle farther. She moaned as she accepted the enema, holding her belly as she leaned forward. Closing her eyes, she bit her lip, breathing quickly as she endured the sensations. Kevin watched as the girl writhed with pleasure, shifting as her belly expanded.

She’s fucking enjoying it! He went to his knees, moving between her legs as she stood. Let’s see how it feels after you cum, you slut. He slipped his tongue into her slit, tasting her as he explored. She gasped loudly, grabbing his hair as she pushed her hips forward. Passion was building and she quickly approached orgasm.  He felt the wetness increase and he felt her grip tighten. He pulled away, looking up to see her startled look. Hayley’s expression turned to disappointment as she tensed, twitching with a violent, ruined orgasm.

“What the hell? Why did you do that?!” She convulsed with aftershocks.
He smiled as he got up. “It’s your fault for coming so fast.”
She rolled her eyes, still agitated. She rubbed his crotch before unzipping him and slipping his cock out. “I guess so, but I can keep going.” Her stomach gurgled as she directed him onto the edge of the bathtub.

The girl’s distended belly was warm and damp as she pressed it against him. She straddled him, forcing him to lean backwards as he held onto her squishy ass. It went in easily, pushing up into her tight hole. She worked her hips and he enjoyed it immensely, eventually feeling his own orgasm building. He held her in place, causing her to stop the motion. You can stop here – just pull out and shoot it on her huge belly.

“We can’t, I can’t cum in you again.”
“It’s fine, what are the chances?”
“No!” He spoke sternly.

She ignored him with a devious smile, using her heavy frame to keep him in place. She rocked back and forth, loving the feeling as his cock reached her innermost depths. He squeezed her hips painfully hard, but she continued with determination. In a last, desperate attempt, he jammed two fingers up her ass alongside the hose. Hayley gasped and pulled forward, but he realized too late that she enjoyed the feeling. She rode him even harder and it was too much to resist.

He grunted as he felt himself pass the point of no return. Kevin pulled upward with the fingers in her ass and gripped her tit with his other hand. He lost himself in her movements and finally let his cock unload into her audibly wet opening. She squeaked loudly, driving down upon his cock. Haley beamed, loving the feeling of his cum coating her insides. They slowed to a stop, and once finished he backed her away.

She groaned, showing immense pain as she found balance. Her tummy was swollen and tight now, making loud gurgling noises. Hayley finally regretted taking so much water. She reached past him to stop the water flow, but froze as the door opened to reveal his disgusted wife.

Armana closed the door as she charged ahead. “You piece of filth! What the hell are you doing to her?” Hayley was scared, nervously pulling back, continuing to fill. A glob of sperm dripped to the floor, making Armana even more upset. “You… You’re cheating on me in our house?!” She balled a fist. “You motherfucking piece of fucking trash!” She took a swing, but he grabbed her hand and twisted her wrist hard.

He pulled her closer, making sure she couldn’t hurt him. “If you’d put out a little more often this wouldn’t be a problem!” She struggled; she was strong, but he knew how to keep her under control. Slipping her pajama bottoms down, Kevin spanked her bare ass hard. “You’re going to calm down now or I will make you calm down!” She shifted defiantly, kicking his shin with her heel.

With a sigh, he reached over and yanked the running hose from Hayley’s ass. The timid blonde girl whimpered, buckling as she tried to retain the large volume of water. He brought the tube up and poked it into Armana’s comfy posterior. She gasped, jerking wildly as he fed the running hose up her ass. He reached back and pushed the water flow higher as he held her from behind. Damp and pained, her struggling calmed over time and soon she only shifted uncomfortably in his arms.

Hayley was still stunned by the situation, uncertain of how to proceed. She was clearly hurting, sweating while supporting herself against the countertop. Her belly appeared pregnant and ready to pop. She was straining to stand, breathing laboriously. I could tell her to empty, but I kind of like seeing her suffer. I mean it took long enough to get through to her.

His wife’s pajama bottoms grew damp as she let some leak. In response, Kevin rammed the hose a few pushes deeper, making her squeak with pain. Her belly was growing nicely and she was approaching Hayley’s size quickly. He turned her around carefully, no longer restraining her.
“If you touch that hose then I will hold you down and ram it deeper, understand?” She gave a sheepish nod, begging for him to stop. He tried to open her legs for a little fun, but she started crying, nudging him away. “Fine, you can fill while I fuck her, you snobbish bitch.” I’m all in it now.

He patted Haley’s hip before directing her downward. Her inflated belly and modest tits hung low as she put her hands on the floor and bent her knees. She waited awkwardly as he took hold of her hip. She bent over looking back with concern as he guided his cock between her damp cheeks. He took a few tries before the tip slipped deeper, and by her shrill cry, he knew he was in her full ass. He drove in, making the poor girl beg as she endured the rough entry. Pushing in all the way, he made her ass flatten against him.

“You psycho piece of trash!” His wife called as she filled submissively behind them. “You will regret this, I guarantee it!”

He glared at the angry, tormented woman as he plowed the overfilled girl. Hayley’s stomach swayed and gargled, slapping against her thighs as it moved. She was choking back tears as she tried to retain her fill. Kevin wasn’t making it easy, however, ramming in harder and harder as he continued. She pleaded and he finally decided to pull out, laughing as a spurt of clean water shot out.

Watching his filling wife, Kevin brought her to her knees and walked Hayley backwards. Armana resisted, but he pressed her face into Hayley’s pale ass. “Put your tongue in her.” He commanded. Armana tried to pull back, but he held her neck and the other girl’s hip, keeping them connected. “Drink and I’ll stop the flow!” Armana’s eyes darted from side to side until she finally accepted her fate. Hayley whimpered as the woman opened her ass. “Go ahead, let it out.” Hayley was hesitant, but she was at her limit. She finally gave in and gave a hard push.

Armana gave muffled screams as she drank the enema, allowing some water to run down her chin. Her struggling calmed after the first few gulps and soon she was drinking at a steady pace, swallowing it almost entirely. He let her pull back to breathe for a moment before pushing her back into place. Her stomach swelled as tears ran down her cheeks. The defiant woman was broken, still drinking from the young girl’s ass as he took his hands away.

He finally stopped the shower, pulling the hose with a slow, firm motion. Armana squawked as she jumped up, following the hose as he tugged. Without warning he yanked it free, sniggering as she lurched forward, desperately trying to stop the water blasting from her ass. She pinched the flow after a moment, begging as he got behind her and pushed his cock into her squeezing asshole. She tried to pull away, but he followed with hard, deep strokes. She screamed, pleading loudly as he pumped her filled ass. Hayley stepped in to comfort her, pressing their stomachs together as she rubbed her shoulder.

Armana reached back and slapped his chest. All that water in her and she’s still fighting. He pushed painfully deep before pulling out and guiding it into her unprepared pussy. Armana slapped him repeatedly, but he was already blasting inside of her. She finally pulled aside, scowling as she gripped her distended belly. “Good thing I’m on birth control again, you dirty fuck!” She tried to hide her agony.

Angry, Kevin reached down and jabbed a finger into her slit, pulling a handful of his sperm out. “She’s not, though.” He brought it to Hayley’s trimmed pussy and stuffed it in with his finger. Armana watched with stunned silence as the girl moaned, holding his wrist in place excitedly.

The door behind him creaked open, causing them all to quiet. He turned to find Dillon holding a pistol, shaking as she took aim. He held out a calming hand. “Wait. Think this through-“ Kevin’s words were cut off by a loud pop. Dillon fired another shot, both hitting him center mass. He looked down with confusion, falling as she approached.

“You sick son of a bitch.” The true Kevin spoke though Dillon’s mouth as she stood above him. “I don’t give a shit, you need to be put down.” Her harsh words were contradictory to her high-pitched voice. “You ruined our fucking lives and I will not let you do any more!”

Kevin fumbled, taking the ring from his pocket and slipping it onto his bloody finger. He used all of his strength to reach up and take her hand. After the switch the man finally realized how the swapping process worked. Kevin, now back in his own body, put up his hand as Dillon raised the pistol and shot again.

She looked to the two inflated women who stood in absolute horror, quiet with shock. Without a word, Dillon wrenched the ring from the man’s lifeless hand and made her way outside. Why can’t things just go smoothly for once? She ignored the screaming coming from the house as she walked. I could just disappear. What are the chances she’d find me again? Dillon inspected the ring in her palm. It would be easy to change bodies and be off the radar… but, she isn’t the only one looking for this damned thing. She huffed as she made the long walk back to their hotel. Isabel turned to her impassively, waiting for an answer.

“Yeah, we have a little problem.”

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Their evening of lust had turned into a week. They found ways to push one another’s bounds. It would have to end soon, but both of them were enjoying the foreign sensations of their female bodies. Having similar personalities and interests, they found, they both loved their roles in this relationship. Isabel took control, forcing Karma’s wide lips to kiss her lower region. She placed a leg upon her back, drawing her closer. Isabel relished in the sensations as her lover moved her tongue along her clit. She pinched her nipple and grabbed her lover’s hair as climax approached.

Karma held her ass as she ate her out. An intoxicating scent came from the woman’s full, highlighted brown hair as it covered her half-buried face. Isabel even enjoyed her own scents, which added to the enjoyment of their daily rendezvous. Isabel pushed her hips higher and put pressure above her crotch. She cradled her breast as her body tensed, and soon orgasm took her over. Isabel jerked with delight, uncoiling after a few seconds, allowing her mate to pull back and observe her writhing in pleasure.

Karma wiped her mouth as she sat up. Dark nipples stood erect upon the woman’s heavy breasts. “This is fun and all, but I think it’s time to find another body.”
Isabel sat up and tried to ignore her urge to grin like a fool. “Any ideas?”
“Maybe we could ransom someone for their cash? It almost worked with the last guy.”
Isabel shrugged her ample chest jiggling enough to distract them both. “I guess, but we have to find an easier mark. Someone who won’t cause us trouble.”

Karma reached down to touch herself as she bit her lip. She reached back and adjusted the plug in her ass. She retained water during their encounter and she was trying to endure the sensations, avoiding her own orgasm to enhance the feeling. She leaned forward and planted a kiss on Isabel’s smooth stomach, trailing upward until she kissed her lush lips. Isabel pushed her back and watched the filled girl’s expression betray her desire.

“I’m ready. Finish me off.”
Isabel held her wrists down, rubbing her silky breasts upon Karma’s face. “You need to last a little longer.”
Karma moaned with delight, pushing upward to rub her bush upon Isabel’s leg. Pulling back, Isabel reached down to slap the woman’s privates, causing her to moan as she clamped her legs. She begged as Isabel went down and waited for her to open again. Isabel kissed her way through the black bush and smiled as Karma twisted, her water-filled belly sloshing side to side. Isabel felt the woman tense and she pulled away, laughing as her lover hit the bed angrily. Her orgasm had already begun and she cursed Isabel for pushing her off and letting her freefall.

“Don’t fucking do that! Let me have a good finish once in a while you fucking slut!”
Isabel smirked, touching Karma’s sensitive region. “Admit it, you love it!”
“Just once in a while!” She hit the bed again, huffing as she got up. The anger seemed to dissipate as she held her cramping belly. She took heavy steps before stopping in the doorway. “When I get a different body I’m going to make you squirm.” She said lightheartedly.
Isabel flexed her arm. “Just try it.” She was glad that her curvy female body was fairly strong.
“I’m going to fuck you hard for months. We can fuck each other in countless ways in countless bodies!”
Isabel’s friendly expression grew dour. “I do have to deliver that ring to my employer eventually.”
“Why? Can’t we just disappear with it?”
“It took me a long time to track it down. I don’t want to be running for the rest of my life.”
Karma paused. “But, you could live forever.”
“Maybe. If someone doesn’t kill one of us for it. We can have our fun, but it needs to be returned.”
“We can play safe and no one will ever find us! Instead of returning it we could just steal and have fun all the time!” Karma leaned in discomfort. “Just think about it.”

We’re leaving an obvious trail and I know there are others looking. Isabel laid down and looked at the meager hotel room. Our luck will run out eventually, I just have to make sure we don’t push our luck.

The next day they set out for business. Karma did the reconnaissance and eventually settled for a small physician’s office. “Hello, is Mr. Finch in?” There was another woman sitting in a back office sorting files. The young woman at the counter looked to have some eastern European ancestry. With chestnut hair and golden skin, the girl was exceptionally pretty.
“Do you have an appointment?”
“No, I just want to talk with him, I’m an old friend.”
The girl hesitated, inspecting her with bewilderment. “Uh, we are actually about to close for the day and he is already gone. I could take your name-”
“It’s Karma.” She offered her hand and the woman shook reluctantly.
As expected the girl stumbled, disoriented by the swap. “Is everything okay, Karma?”
“What the? How?”
“Don’t make a scene or I will just kick you out and do horrible things to your body.” She whispered. “I’ll explain in just a minute. What is my name?”
She looked as if she might cry. “Uh, I… My name is Dillon.”
Typical spoiled rich girl name. “My name is Dillon, yours is Karma. Please wait outside.”
The woman processed for a moment before leaving quietly. Dillon stood and feigned urgency. “Shoot, I forgot I have to run an errand, can you finish up here for me?” The older woman readily agreed and they said their farewells. Outside, the two women took a cab, coming to the hotel where Isabel waited.

“El Chavo.” Dillon spoke the code word in the hallway.
Isabel directed them inside. “So, here is what’s going to happen.” She stood high above the girls as she spoke. “You’re going to tell us about Doctor Finch. Once we know enough, we’re going to meet with him and steal some money. If things go smoothly then you’ll be put back into your body and you’ll never see us again, understand?” The girl nodded, fidgeting and looking nervous.

They went through the litany of questions, learning details about the man that seemed too intimate for a receptionist. Then they asked the important question.

“Your father?” She didn’t look anything like the man. Isabel gave Dillon a knowing glance. “Enough questions, now it’s time to prepare you.”

She led the confused, timid girl into the bathroom as Dillon made the phone call. Isabel brought her to the shower and made her strip down. She directed her to remove her jewelry too: the real ring, a fake ring, and a necklace. A minor ploy to keep her distracted from the true relic. She directed the thick woman to get on her hands and knees.

Isabel opened the shower curtain and grabbed the spreader bar. She used it on Karma’s ankles before pushing her victim’s shoulders down and bringing her arms back. She secured her wrists to the metal pole, locking the leather straps into place. Isabel admired the woman’s expansive ass as she awaited what was to come next.

“He’ll be here soon.” Dillon joined them. “I had a fine ass!”
“You still do.” Isabel gave a slight smile.
Dillon reached back. “It’s okay, but this girl doesn’t really have much to offer.” She stepped to the mirror. “Her face is pretty damned hot though.”
“Why are you doing this to me?” The girl whimpered.
“Because you seemed like you wouldn’t cause us trouble.”  Dillon retrieved the jewelry from the counter. “Now be thankful we’re not involving the rest of your family. Only your dad has to see this.”

Isabel took the plastic enema syringe from the five-gallon bucket she had prepared earlier. She drew some water and brought it behind the squirming girl. She spit on the tip and slipped it in her pinched asshole, pressing the plunger to deliver a large dose of lukewarm water. Karma gasped, squirming as gravity pulled the water into her system. The second dose went in easily, but the third offered resistance. Six syringes later, Karma was full and frantic. She begged for release, but she only got plugged. They also used a harness to hold the stopper in place.

“Give me a couple shots.” Dillon smirked.
Isabel regarded her for a moment before agreeing. Dillon turned around and removed her clothes, accepting the first delivery with a moan. After the second she begged for another, delighting as the water pushed inside. Three was perfect for the tiny girl, and she jerked as she put her own stopper into place. They brought their victim into the main room, helping the retrained girl to walk.

Karma was dripping with unwelcome excitement as they sat her upon the couch, using a towel to protect the hotel’s furniture. They undid her arm restraints and kept the metal bar in place. With her legs spread, they awaited her father’s arrival.

They shared a glance as the knock came. Isabel greeted the nervous older man and brought him inside. She closed the door as he stared speechless at the bound, naked woman. He looked to his daughter for answers. “What the hell have you gotten yourself involved in, sweetie?”
“Oh dad, please…” Dillon got up and ran to her father.
“No, it’s a trick Dad!” Karma pleaded.
The man stumbled after their hands touched, pulling the ring away from his former hand in a swift motion. The man had a newfound confidence as he watched his former body’s reaction.

Dillon held up her hands, inspecting her naked body with complete horror. Her eyebrows peaked as she reached down to hold her midsection. She groaned as she leaned ahead. “What is this? What is wrong with me?”
“D-dad?” Karma already knew the answer.

The mostly bald, older man put the ring into his pocket and fished out his wallet. He inspected the driver’s license. “Kevin Finch.” He paused for effect. “You’re in your daughter’s body and she is in that woman sitting next to you. You both are holding enemas and you both are at our mercy.”

“Daddy, I’m so sorry…”
Dillon shook her head slowly, trying to process the trauma. “How is this possible?”
“You have ten minutes to talk, we’ll be back to discuss terms.” Kevin led Isabel out of the room.

The odd couple bickered for a time before they started to accept the strange predicament. They eventually turned to discuss their captors and who they could be. They had no idea why they were targeted and Kevin enjoyed their panic immensely.

Isabel watched the man as he listened. I don’t like that body, he has a creepy smile. “Remember, don’t cum in the daughter. We don’t want to fuck up their lives like the last family.”
“I know, I know. We need to keep thing quiet so we don’t draw attention.” She spoke resentfully.
Isabel accepted the answer. She doesn’t give a damn about these people.

They came back into the room, seeing the two naked, filled girls sitting, scared and suddenly silent. “Right now I’m going to have fun with you. I’ll let you two decide who I get to fuck.”
“What?! No!” Karma leaned forward upon her parted knees, clearly struggling with cramps.
“You better decide or my companion here will be the final judge.” He motioned to the stern-faced Isabel.
“Please don’t do this.” Dillon begged.
“Why not do them both?” Isabel played along.
Kevin’s textured face curved into a wry smile. “Good idea.” He undid his black slacks and slid his boxers down, revealing his wide member. He went to his knees in front of Dillon. “You get the first poke.”
“No!” She punched him squarely in the jaw.

Kevin fell aside, holding his face as he cursed the girl. Isabel moved ahead and grabbed Dillon’s hair, hitting her swollen belly with the side of her hand. The commotion calmed as the girl groaned. Karma begged as Kevin got back into position. Isabel forced Dillon’s head lower to suck upon Kevin’s shaft.

“If you hurt him then you’re only hurting yourself, idiot.” Isabel pushed her down, making her swallow the cock entirely. She made the girl gag as she moved her up and down quickly. Dillon’s drool ran down her chest as Isabel pulled her upright. “Let him in or I will ruin you… Bitch.” I hate being so cruel, but you needed to establish dominance with people like this. Kevin nudged ahead and pushed into the visibly tight girl.

Dillon squirmed and hit his chest weakly. Her belly rumbled as he edged deeper. Her peaked eyebrows raising and her smooth lips opening in a circle. Her silky caramel skin radiated an enticing warmth. Her large nipples sat erect on her modestly sized breasts. He drew out slightly before driving in farther, opening her painfully wide as Karma lamented.

Isabel released her grasp as Dillon’s defiance vanished. She made her way to Karma and got between her parted knees. Karma pulled back in her seat, uncertain of the buxom woman’s intentions. Isabel caressed her inflated belly, planting small kisses as she moved lower. She came to the girl’s moist opening and gave it a quick peck. Karma jerked at the sensation. Isabel continued with more care, running her tongue along the slit before poking it inside the trimmed pussy. Karma breathed heavily, her large chest quaking as she endured the pleasure. She was fully absorbed within seconds, no longer caring about the twisted situation happening next to her.

Kevin watched them as he fucked Dillon. He reached ahead to squeeze her tits, causing his victim to scrunch her face and bemoan her situation. His cock wouldn’t go in fully, so he pulled back and rammed deeper, feeling it push fully into the tight space. Excited, Kevin plowed the pained girl, laying atop her as he pumped fervently. She begged him to stop, but he was already in the final throes.

Isabel pulled back, watching him fuck the submissive girl. Kevin gasped and jumped as she lightly pinched his balls. “Not in her.”
Kevin gave her a scowl as he pulled away and scooted over to Karma. He poked into her wet hole and resumed his rhythm. She was visibly pained as her stomach growled, squishing between their bodies. Her large tits jiggled as they moved, her thick frame squishing into the sofa. Her wide face curved into a smile, showing her perfectly white teeth. Her moans betrayed her delight as his pace quickened.

Kevin did not suppress his urges, pounding the woman relentlessly as the others watched. He pushed in and twitched with orgasm, releasing into the captured woman. He moved out and pushed deeper as he worked the seed into her. He stopped, huffing with relief. She gritted her teeth and grinded against him, excitedly trying to finish herself off. She held the older man tightly, working her hips as she held him in place. He wasn’t enjoying the intense overstimulation, but she didn’t last long, gasping with sweet release.

“Why us?” Dillon asked with sad eyes as she looked at the used woman sitting next to her.
Isabel gave her a calculated look. “We saw some photos of your house online and we saw what your daughter drives. You have money and we want some. Give us five hundred thousand and we’ll swap you both back and no one else will ever know about this.”

“I-I can’t just get that money, it’s all on credit.”
“You better get resourceful then, unless you want to stay like this.” Kevin interjected. “I can keep this body for a while. Maybe have my way with your wife, do something to some of your patients…”
“Okay, okay, I get it. Uh, go back to my office and find my emergency stash.” The young girl gave him instructions and he set out to retrieve part of the ransom.

He unlocked the door and was startled when he found a girl coming around the counter. “Oh, what are you doing here so late? I was just about to leave.”
“I just forgot some paperwork, I’ll just be a minute.”
“Mind if I wait for you? You can walk me to my car.”

He agreed, seeing an interest from the teenaged blonde. He left her in the lobby as he headed into his office, circling the hardwood desk and finding the hollowed book with a roll of cash upon the shelf. The smiling girl stopped him in the hallway as he returned.

“Dillon and I were gonna hang out tonight, happen to know why she wasn’t answering her phone?”
“No, I haven’t seen her.”
“Oh. That’s weird.” She turned and tripped, yelling as she fell to the floor in an exaggerated display. He showed care and she played up the injury. You’re trying way too hard. He brought her into one of the exam rooms and sat her upon the inclined table, feeling her ankle.
“Just a sprain, it will be fine.”
“Oh thank you!” She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him forward onto her. “Oh, sorry!” She didn’t let go, moving her hips ever so slightly.

“I don’t think-“ He showed just enough doubt without actually stopping her.
She kissed him, “No one will know… Just this once.”
“Just this once.” Why not have a fling? She’ll only cause him problems after we’re long gone.

They frantically removed their clothes before she crawled back upon the examination table, opening her legs as she bit the tip of her finger. The slender blonde girl was moderately pretty, but her overly plucked eyebrows detracted from her beauty. Her low sitting breasts looked nice – nothing like the women he’d seen recently, but he doubted there was any pair of tits he couldn’t enjoy. He noticed a pair of cherries were tattooed on the lower right side of her stomach as she spread her shaven pussy. She shot a playful smile that showed she was aching for the doctor’s attention for quite a while.

Her wet warmth drew him in entirely and she moaned loudly as she coiled around him. She was vocal with pleasure, reveling in the moment. He enjoyed it, but it was difficult to ignore her loud moans. She reached above her head, plucking a stethoscope from a plastic holder upon the wall. She directed him to use it upon her, shaking as he put the cold tool upon her chest. She only lasted a little longer quivering slightly as she gasped repeatedly.

She didn’t hesitate, though, working her hips wildly as he moved. She was inexperienced, but she was invested and extremely energetic. She spoke softly, describing how she enjoyed the feelings. “Hold my ass. You feel so big – it’s hitting just the right spot! Twist my nipple! Oh, faster, faster, harder!” She moaned with a lesser orgasm, biting her lip as she twitched.

Coming to the top of the ride, Kevin ignored her for a time and focused as he tossed the stethoscope onto the floor. He grabbed her ass, lifting her up as he spun around, sitting her upon him face to face. She wrapped her legs around him, trusting that he wouldn’t let her fall. She ran her fingers through his hair as they kissed with tongues. He built until he was certain of his finish, he tried to lift her off, but she grappled tightly.

“I’m going to-“
“Do it, cum in me.”

He pulled weakly, but after failing a second time he gave up, allowing the girl to work it out of him. She moved her hips quickly, moaning as he erupted. She tightened upon him, pulling every drop from his buried cock. She jerked in time with his twitching cock, and she shook for a third, smaller orgasm. She gave him a dangerous smile as she stepped down, spreading her pussy to watch cum drip onto the floor.

“You gave me a big load.”
“Are you on birth control?”
“Of course!” She smiled in a way that made him question. Oh well, not my problem.

They dressed and cleaned up the room before locking the office. He walked her to her car and she gave him a long, sensual kiss. She is definitely an experienced kisser, but I doubt many guys get past that point. She got into her car, flashing him a final seductive glance before leaving him in the empty parking lot. In that moment he saw the devil in her eyes: a girl that could wrap men around her finger.

Interlude – Role Reversals

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Nearly a month had gone by since Ellis and Shauna had come home and explained their predicament. Bryce mostly ignored them now, growing closer to the blonde girl, Cassie. Beneath their skin, however, they were mother and son respectively. They came to the conclusion that it wasn’t incest since they were in different bodies, and now they fucked daily.

Shauna was more than jealous, as she had to endure her lover’s dominance. Ellis made her firmly aware that he was in control. He has full access to my money and life, and I am nothing but a whore now. The once husband was now in his wife’s body and his mistress was in his. It was all a mess, but there was no hope to ever return to normal. His lover was doing better at his sales job than he had, getting a surprise promotion after closing a large deal. How could I have been so goddamned stupid?

She could hear Bryce and Cassie going at it again. The squeak of the bedsprings drove her up the wall. She burst in to see Cassie’s pierced tits dangling as he fucked her like a dog. “Are you ever going to quit fucking him?”
They both paused, still hesitant in their new genders. Bryce finally spoke with bared teeth. “Get out.”
“Just talk to me!”
“Fine!” She slipped out and approached angrily. “You put a goddamned whore into your body and now she runs us!”
“She goes to work and keeps us living comfortably! I know it’s fucked, but we have to deal with it.”
“You have to go after that… person and switch us back!”
“There is no chance I will ever find them. We are stuck like this.”

Bryce narrowed his eyes. He grabbed her hair and forced her against the wall. Shauna was at his mercy as he pulled her pants down and poked his wet cock between her legs. “Fine, you’ll be my bitch too then!” The boy’s shaft parted her ass too quickly, causing immense pain as he pushed in.
“That’s my ass!”
He scoffed. “I know he fucks your ass regularly, so I might as well too.” Shauna grunted, contesting and struggling against the teenager.

Cassie crawled off the bed and came closer, watching her former body fuck her mother. She seemed mesmerized by the scene, disconnected for a time. She fidgeted, watching with her big blue eyes and biting her silky lips. She brought a hand up, tracing her trim frame, pinching her pierced nipple. The boy snarled, fucking her mother without pity.

Ellis came to the door, edging it open as the two pressed against the wall. Cassie averted her eyes as the man stepped in without a word. After watching the two for a time he decided to intervene. The man pushed the boy aside and took his place, unzipping quickly and snaking his organ free. Using saliva to lubricate, he stepped up and pushed his larger cock up his wife’s asshole.

Shauna gasped, tightening all over as she endured the sharp pain. He gave her some time before he started, fucking her hard as the others watched. Ellis eyed Cassie as he pumped Shauna’s ass. They could see he was plotting. “Get up here, I want to finish in your ass.”
“Come on, why?” Bryce question with disgust.
“Because I want to. I keep away from her pussy and I still make money to support us, so taking her ass from time to time seems like a small payment. I could take yours instead.” He glanced to Bryce laughing. “Maybe another time?”

“You piece of shit. You can’t control us forever.” Bryce threatened.
“It’s fine, Mom.” Cassie walked over and stood next to Shauna, planting her hands flat upon the wall. Ellis stuck a finger up the tall, trim blonde’s ass. Her large eyes clenched as he primed her. He continued fucking his wife, enjoying her discomfort.
The dirty blonde woman with monumental tits slapped the wall in frustration. “Ugh, Hurry up!”

Ellis smiled breathlessly, nearing completion. He unplugged Cassie’s ass, reaching forward to squeeze Shauna’s tits. He pulled her close and drove upward with all his might, making her whimper. He lasted another agonizing minute before he slipped out and hurriedly jammed it into Cassie’s tight ass. She edged forward in obvious agony, but he was still able to go all the way. He took the last inch carefully and when he bottomed out she clenched her teeth, shuddering with pain.

The father’s balls twitched and shrank, unloading his seed into her trim ass. He pulled back slightly, showing his jerking cock that nestled in her stretched asshole. Unexpectedly, Cassie pushed back on him, making the shaft disappear again. She held in place as she reached down to touch herself.

Bryce swatted her hand away, crawling beneath them, using his mouth to please her. She tasted clean, with a scent of fruit from her recent shower. He ran his tongue up and down upon her clit, moving in a slight circular motion to excite her within moments. Cassie lifted away, letting her father’s cock pop out as she tried to evade the overwhelming pleasure.

“My god, Mom, that was amazing.”
The boy gave her a wide grin as he stood. “I know how to please.” He hugged the woman and planted a kiss on her neck, causing her to giggle and pull away. After a moment they locked in a deep kiss and soon Bryce turned her around to go into her slippery hole.

The older couple watched the exchange with guarded expressions as they dressed. They went back to the living room, sitting silently at opposite ends of the couch. “I can’t believe they’re enjoying this.” Shauna said, after a long contemplation. “My goddamned son and his own mother…”

“Just because you can’t enjoy your new body doesn’t mean we shouldn’t.” Ellis edged closer and put a hand around her. “I’m enjoying it!” Her expression turned serious after a moment. “Would it make you feel better if you had some fun at their expense?”
“Like what?”
“I’ll pick up a toy after work tomorrow and we’ll surprise them, okay?”

Bryce pushed through the door and sat the bags heavily upon the floor. He had gone shopping for some new clothes thanks to Ellis’ generous allowance. She hated the situation, but taking some money from him was an easy choice. He found everyone watching television and Cassie gave her a melancholy stare as she joined them. Sitting beside her, they watched the final minutes of the movie in relative silence.

Once finished, Cassie gasped suddenly and crumpled in her seat. Bryce comforted her, asking the cause of her pain. It took her a moment to answer. “He- He put it in my ass.” She was still distressed, as she turned to Ellis. “You said I can take it out now, right?”

“The credits are still rolling.” Ellis grinned, holding a tiny remote.
“What the hell is going on?”
“Your lover was being a bitch, so I decided to punish her. I told her that if she sat for the entire film with a vibrator in then I wouldn’t take away her allowance.”
“What the hell? You can’t just use us with your goddamned money!”
“I got you to leave, didn’t I? Get a job and pay your own way if you’d like.” Ellis pressed the remote again, causing Cassie to squirm. “I make a shitload of money and I can easily support us all, but I can’t have you all being whiney and pissy all the time.”
“How are you okay with this?” Bryce gave Shauna a piercing glare. “He is using your money to fuck us all over.”
Shauna cast her eyes low, shrugging submissively. “He just wants us to fall in line. We could go out on our own, but what is a little sex for a life of leisure.” She looked up with newfound disgust. “I can’t believe you gave me so much shit when I payed your way!”

“Cassie, come here.” Ellis undid his pants as Cassie stood in front of him. “Let me fuck your ass for a bit and then you can take it out.”
“What? No…” She begged. “The movie is over and…”
“Now this is punishment for him. Do you want the money to keep coming?”

Cassie rolled her eyes and slipped off her shorts. She turned and lowered her ass onto his erect cock. She let him go into her pussy, which was damp and excited from the prolonged stimulation. She closed her eyes and moaned as she took him in easily. They could tell she was about to come when he spanked her ass, causing her to jump upright.

“I said your ass.”
“Please, just let me finish!”
“Nope, your boyfriend needs to see you suffer. Don’t touch yourself either.” Cassie begrudgingly got back into place and sat on his wet cock. She directed it inside her backdoor, and the tip went in effortlessly. He pushed up as she came down, making her cringe with pain. “The vibrator feels weird on my cock.”
“Turn it off, this doesn’t feel good!” She squeaked.
“It will, just wait.” Soon he was in her ass entirely, holding her close as she sat with her legs spread wide. He looked to the sullen boy watching as he removed Cassie’s shirt and bra, showing off her perky pierced tits. “Tell you what, son, you can fuck her if you promise to be nicer to us.”
Bryce’s brooding changed to uncertainty.
“Please! I need to finish!” Cassie pleaded. “Who cares, just do it!”

He deliberated for a time, watching Cassie move up and down on his cock as the vibrator hummed inside her. Her legs were spread, showing her glistening slit as she clenched her fists, unable to pleasure herself. Bryce finally gave in, undoing his pants as he came over. Cassie gave a pained smile as he pushed his cock into her empty hole. She moaned loudly, pulling him close. They fell back onto the patriarch, staying still for a few seconds before they started fucking fervently.

Shauna slipped a hand down her shorts, touching her clit as she watched her former son being sandwiched. They all knew how weird this situation was, but all of them were committed. They went at it like wild animals, with Cassie being the first to cum, gasping loudly as the other two continued. Her cries of pleasure quickly turned to pained moans. She told them to stop for a minute, but they were in the final throes.

Ellis grunted, leaning his head back as he filled her ass. This caused Cassie to feel aftershocks, and it wasn’t long before she started to enjoy the feelings once again. She wrapped her legs around Bryce as he pumped her. Shauna got up and moved behind her son, pushing her hips against him, forcing him to fuck Cassie at a faster pace.

Bryce announced he was about to finish, but Shauna pushed him in and stopped moving. He tried to pull out, but he was stuck in place. His cock erupted, making Cassie coo with delight. Shauna leaned over his shoulder to kiss his neck. Shauna’s hair had a pleasant aroma, and he couldn’t resist turning to lock lips as he emptied his cock into the girl. Ellis waited for a time before switching off the vibrator.

“You fucking came in me! We agreed…”
“I’m sorry, it was too much!” He gave Shauna a deathly glare.
Cassie panicked. “You’ve got to get me something to stop it! You know I’m not on birth control yet!” She turned to Ellis. “Please, go get that pill that stops it! I can’t have a fucking kid in me!”
“Fine. Fine.” They all moved back, allowing him to stand and tuck his cock away. “I’ll get it and next week we can find a way to start you on birth control.” Shauna dressed and followed him out the door.

Cassie stood, still frightened by the implication. “Why the hell would you do that?”
“I told you, it felt too good and Shauna held me in!”
“Fuck that, you could’ve launched her back.”
“You had this body before – you know how hard it is to hold back.”
That seemed to calm him. “Okay, just don’t do it again until I go on the pill.”
“Well, we could do it again if you want.” Bryce snagged the remote from the end table and clicked it on.
Cassie went lower, fighting to stand. “You bitch!”
Bryce smiled as he sat upon the couch. “Or you can just suffer.”

Cassie bit her lip and touched her clit. She came over and straddled him, sitting face to face as they connected. She was well lubricated and sticky with cum. They grinded together as she amped up the vibrator. Cassie was breathing heavily as she wiggled quickly upon his lap. She was going all by herself and Bryce knew she was about to finish again, so he tried to focus.

He latched on to one of the metal bars through her nipples and rubbed his hands along her body. He loved seeing her enjoy that beautiful body. The flowing blonde hair danced as her slim frame bounced. Her elegant, long legs planted as she moved her hips, wild with passion. Grabbing his shoulder, she leaned back, riding him like a wild horse. She let out a series of short gasps as she climaxed and Bryce was nearing the end too. He took over when she stopped, enjoying her discomfort as he continued. It only took another minute, but chills ran through his body as he came a second time. He tensed and he felt a much stronger pressure as the remaining cum shot from his balls. She twitched with each blast, but stayed in place.

“That was fucking amazing.” Bryce watched her gorgeous body glisten in the ambient daylight. “I see why you were jerking it all hours of the day!”
Cassie smirked. “Yeah, but I don’t see why you weren’t rubbing them out constantly. That orgasm
Was ten times better than anything I’ve ever felt!”
Bryce’s smile faded. “We could get away from them and go out on our own.”
Cassie nodded with understanding. “Yeah, but if he keeps supporting us we could just live the high life and fuck like rabbits.”
“You know he’s not going to support us forever.”
“A whore is in Dad’s body. She is doing a better job at paying our way than he ever would and she wants to have sex constantly. He likes the power and he likes seeing… Her… suffering. We’ll be fine if I fuck him from time to time.”
“Are you okay with that?”
Cassie shrugged. “I’m starting to like it. We don’t have to stay forever, but just for a while, okay? I know this is so fucked up, but we have to make the best of it.” His eyes darted around sheepishly. “I love you.”
Bryce held her hair tightly and kissed her neck. “I love you too.”

They found a secluded area on an unused stretch of highway and pulled over. Shauna slid her shorts off and rolled her shirt up to expose her bountiful breasts. She crawled atop her husband in the driver’s seat, who already had his cock out.

“I should tell them how much you enjoy this.” Ellis grabbed her tits and squeezed.
“It’s not like I have much of a choice.” She looked upon her former body as she licked a finger to prep her backdoor.
“I saw that look of defiance when I first took over. You thought about killing me, but now… Now you want it.”
“Fuck you.”
“No…” He pulled her hand away and guided the tip into her ass. He thrust upward, making her whimper as he went in. “Fuck you!” He relished in the sensation. “I am a better salesman than you could ever be. I know exactly how to bribe your clients.” He gave a smug smile. “You just have to figure out their fetish.” Ellis leaned her back and touched between her legs. “See, you like being dominated. You don’t need power, you just need control.” He lifted higher and held her hips, burying his cock in her ass. “I’ll let you control them if I can control you, deal?”

Shauna’s breasts bounced as he fucked her. She was moving on her own now and he grinned as he watched her. He slid a finger along her wet slit. “You would just love for me to go in here, wouldn’t you?” He snuck a finger inside. “You want a cock in here, don’t you?” She closed her eyes and worked her ass upon him. He put another finger in, startling her with delight. “Say it!”

Shauna tried to hide her want. “Yeah.”
“Yeah what?” He hooked his fingers inside, causing her ass to grip tighter.
“I fucking want you in there.”
He lifted her hips and put his slippery cock between her ass cheeks as he waited. “Even though I was just in your butt?”
“I don’t care.”

Ellis tilted his head with a wide smile and lined his cock up with her expecting pussy. He went inside easily, causing her to moan loudly. She grinded against him with unexpected force, shaking the car as she rode him. He gripped her ass as she held his shoulders, both looking into each other’s eyes in a moment of connection.

“I’m on birth control. Do it.”
Ellis stared wordlessly as she continued.
“Cum in me.”

Her sandy blonde hair glowed in the sunlight, her strong jaw tight with the building orgasm, her smooth stomach glistening with sweat. Those glorious tits jumped up and down as they reached the finale, and Shauna finally let her guard down. She trembled, moving spastically as he filled her slit. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders as she pushed down and took him as far as she could. She loved the feeling of his twitching cock inside and he was lost in the pleasure.

He finally opened his eyes, marveling at the wild woman before him. “That was fucking amazing.”
She crawled back into her seat with cum dripping from her used pussy. She wouldn’t say it, but that was the best orgasm of her life. Shauna put her clothes back on and gave him a thoughtful look. “How about we don’t buy them that pill. Let’s just give them a placebos for a while.”
Ellis’ expression twisted into a subtly devilish smile. “I like the way you think.”
“Yeah… Fuck em. Let them deal with a kid.”

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Without money or any form of identification, Cassie had to be creative to find shelter for the past week. She squatted in a vacant house that was ready to be sold, living in the shadows as she reflected on the torture she had endured. That piece of shit is dead now and his bitch is in jail. I have a completely new life thanks to those sick fucks. She was overly bitter, she realized, because some good came from the ordeal. I doubt I would have lasted much longer on the streets if they hadn’t brought her back. In her former life, Cassie had been an angry thief, constantly moving after her parents had died. I still have great sleight of hand, and this body is a lot sexier than I was. She grinned in the darkness. I was also starting to enjoy holding all that water. She knew she should be disgusted by that thought. It doesn’t matter, I’m a sexy white girl now and I can ruin this body however I want!

There was no power in the house and most of the furniture was gone, but the water was still going and that was enough. A cold shower always helped unwind after the long, hot days. She explored her body more than a few times, administering a small enema that night. It was a huge step up from her old life and she enjoyed it while it lasted. The owners checked in at one point, but she knew how to stay hidden.

Eventually it was time to move on. She really didn’t have a plan, but she knew that she needed cash, and the ring was the only tool available. She watched a few houses in the nicer neighborhood and found her best option. A family of three, their son was pompous college boy, the mother was a younger trophy wife, and the father was a rotund, dominant man, so she guessed that he would be an easy target.

She had taken a few extra outfits from Isabel’s room, but most didn’t fit her well. The clothes were baggy on her tall, petite frame. She was aiming to seduce, so she found the smallest dress available. The only one close to fitting, she found it stuffed in the back of the closet. The embroidered cream dress only went to her upper thigh, and she knew it must have been a keepsake from the woman’s childhood years.

She went to the house, finding the father relaxing in the backyard as he watched a tablet. She peeked over the shoulder-high fence and started the charade. “Oh, uh, excuse me, sir, have you seen my ring?” The man looked irritated as he got up and walked closer. “I was trying to get it off and I think it went into your yard. It was my grandmother’s. May I come in and look?”
He sighed. “Yeah, come on around, the gate is unlocked.”

She entered and came up behind the man who knelt down, scouring the grass. She pulled the ring from her pocket and bent down a few steps away. “Ah, found it!” As he looked up she saw his eyes dart to her chest and then slowly move down without reservation. “Thanks, I was on my way to a party, buuut I’ve got a little bit of time to kill if you’re not busy.”

He stood and gazed down at her cleavage. “Thanks, but I’m married.”
“I don’t see why that should matter. I just want to show some way to express my gratitude.” She could use the ring to swap bodies with him, but he would easily outrun her if that occurred. The man looked strong, but fat and slow. That was a combination that Cassie had never been accustomed to, so she was hesitant about swapping bodies in the open. No need to be risky yet.
“I think you should go.” The man insisted.

She slipped off the tiny dress, showing her bare breasts to the older man. “I think you’re sexy and I want you to bring me inside for a quickie, how can you say no?”
“Lady, you’re not my type and I am going to call the cops if you don’t get the fuck out of here!”
The sliding door opened and the teenaged son stepped out with disgust. “Dad, what the hell are you doing?!”
The man grew more agitated. “Bryce, go back inside and I’ll explain later, this crazy woman was just leaving.” He gathered her dress and tossed it at her.
She realized how foolish she was being, trying to avoid conflict. “You’re my true love and you can’t keep denying it!” She jumped forward and planted a kiss on the broad man’s lips. He reacted as she hoped, launching her back into the grass. She embellished the pain as she watched him. He looked to his son with sudden shock before they rushed to help her up. She took a chance, slipping on the ring and grabbing the father’s hand.

She was now looking through his eyes at the scared, almost naked woman lying in the grass. She pulled back and let the son reach for the same hand. They connected and he recoiled in a similar fashion. In an instant, the father was in the boy’s body and Bryce was now in Cassie’s body. He reminded himself that he was a man once again. “What’s my name?” The father asked as he used the crumpled dress to grab the ring from his former hand.

“H-how in the fuck?” The boy asked.
“What is my name?” He slipped the ring away and grabbed the confused young man by the shirt.
“Ellis! You’re Ellis! How did I get into my…”
“I have a special ability and now you are Bryce, I am Ellis, and that must mean you are Cassie.”
“No, no, I’m not a queer!”
“No, you’re not, you’re a woman. I can switch you both back, but I need a few things first.” He ignored their questions as he brought them inside; Cassie was still naked except for her underwear. “Find her some clothes and get used to your new bodies. I’m only going to be here for a day or two and once I get what I want I will switch you back, understand?”

“You can’t stay here – what would we tell my wife?”
“She’s my wife for the time being.” He was genuinely excited at their irritation. “You two better play along or I’ll leave you like that!”
“Jesus, man, you can’t do that.” Cassie looked genuinely hurt.
Ellis shrugged. “Better do what I say then.” He looked to Bryce. “Now, tell me how to get into your bank account.”

In the morning, Ellis was set to withdraw $12,000 dollars from three separate accounts, hoping that it wouldn’t send out any red flags to the bankers or the government. Not that it really mattered with his power, but he was still new to using the ring and switching lives was not an enjoyable experience. For now he was planning to have a good night with his temporary wife – Shauna.

They told her that Cassie knew Bryce from high school and she was staying the night as a friend. Shauna was the type of woman that didn’t really care as long as Ellis said it was okay. I’m going to have fun with her, he thought. She doesn’t have much of an ass, but her rack is to die for. His new body had minor aches and pains, but a warm shower and hot food made him quite thankful. The dinner conversation was awkward at best, but they all hid their change well enough.

Bryce stopped him in the hallway later that evening. “I’ll get your damned money, but you’re not sleeping with my wife.”
“Think you can stop me?”
He sighed. “Come on, can’t you just leave her alone?”
He shrugged after some thought. “Fine.”

Bryce nodded, heading back to watch television with Shauna. I finally have a cock again and I can’t use it. Ellis rubbed his crotch, thinking about the situation. He decided to fix his problem another way. He opened the door to Bryce’s room quietly. Cassie played a video game, giving him an angry glare as she continued, lying upon the bed. He walked behind her, marveling at her tight ass beneath the pajama bottoms. He reached down to pull her pants off. Cassie smacked his arm, still holding the controller with her other hand.

“What the hell are you doing?”
“It’s not your body, what do you care?”
“I’m not a fag!”
“Yeah, you’ve got a pussy for now. Quit overthinking it and just let me do this. Do you want to get your body back?”
She was about to snap when someone in the game started shooting. She rolled back and barely managed to fend off the opponent. “No, it’s fucking weird.”
“You let me fuck you or I’ll just go fuck your mom. It’s up to you.”
She looked back with another cold scowl before turning back to shoot another player. “Fuck it – fine, just hurry up and don’t tell anyone about this.” She turned with narrowed eyes. “No one, promise me.”

Ellis promised, unzipping his pants and fishing his cock free. Pulling her pants down, he licked his fingertips and touched between her legs. She let out a soft sigh, spreading her legs as he touched her. “Feels weird doesn’t it?” She nodded. He edged forward and guided his cock against her warmth. It took a couple of tries, but he soon hit the mark and slowly pressed in. The screen flashed red, but she wasn’t upset. She let the controller fall as he moved slowly.

He looked down upon her tight ass as he fucked her. Moving lower, he snaked his hands beneath her shirt to play with her pierced nipples. He tugged the tiny metal bars just enough to elicit another moan. Ellis laid upon her fully, resting his head beside hers, smelling the amazing scents coming from her platinum blonde hair. He enjoyed being in control again. His cock slipped deeper into her wet, warm hole, and it felt phenomenal. I do want that body back. I should pull out when I cum, he reasoned. It feels so damned amazing though… Fuck it.

Ellis decided to go for it, pumping her hard and fast. Cassie gasped, gripping the edges of the bed as he bounced upon her slender body, pushing his cock as far as he could. Climax was just within reach when the door opened. It was too late to stop. Ellis grunted with orgasm as Shauna gave a ferocious glare.

“What the fuck?!” The woman screeched.
“Mo- I…” Cassie’s face was bright red as she fumbled for the right words.
“Get off of that whore right now, you prick!”
Bryce came running, his eyes bulging and his mouth wide as he understood the situation.
“H-honey.” Ellis shot another pulse into Cassie as he tried to say something, but he also couldn’t find the right words. Shit!
She walked over and slapped his shoulder. He got up, a drop of cum falling from his shaft. “You came in her?! What the FUCK!?” She screamed, punching him. “We’re done!” She stormed past Bryce and slammed the bedroom door.

Ignoring the others as they yelled, Ellis put on his clothes and found the ring, slipping it on before grabbing Bryce’s hand. Focusing after the hasty body swap, he quickly pushed the disoriented man onto the bed and slipped the ring free. Ellis didn’t seem to care about the jewelry as he wagged his finger at him. “You aren’t getting a fucking dime you dickless-“
“I’ll fix this.” He said loudly, “give me some time.” He left the angry man and headed to the bedroom door knocking lightly. “Mom?” He heard the lock click after a few seconds. Inside she was bawling, throwing clothes haphazardly into a suitcase.
“There’s no going back this time, Bryce, he’s fucking done.”
“I’m not Bryce.” He locked the door again.
A moment of confusion interrupted her sobs as she turned to him. Seeing her large natural breasts through the thin t-shirt caused his pants to tighten. He grabbed her tits, but she swatted his hands away sharply. Deciding there was no better way to explain: he slipped the ring on and grabbed her hand. “It wasn’t Ellis that was fucking that girl.” She spoke through Shauna’s mouth now, “I’m just someone passing through. I will put you all back once I get some money.”
The boy’s shocked eyes lowered to the floor as he stumbled, trying to make sense of the situation. “How is this-“ He shook his head. “This isn’t possible.”
Shauna sighed as she looked down, slipping her shirt off before cupping her pliable breasts. “Touch these.”
“I-I know what they feel like.”
“Touch them with someone else’s hands and you’ll understand.” Setting aside the strangeness of the body swap, the boy stepped closer and grabbed his former chest. “Feels amazing, doesn’t it?”
“You have to swap me back, I don’t want this!”
“I will, but first you have to do something.” Shauna slipped her loose fitting pants to the floor, followed by her underwear. She rubbed Bryce’s bulge, feeling his cock throbbing beneath the fabric.

I’ve gone through so many people recently that it’s hard to focus. I can only think about how much I want her… him to please me. It feels great as a man, but it feels fucking fantastic as a woman. “Have sex with me and I will switch us back.”
“That’s disgusting, I can’t do it with my body and I can’t use Bryce’s body like this!”
Shauna raised a finger, similar to how Ellis had done. “You’re going to fuck me or I am going to keep this body.”
He ignored the threat. “Who was in Cassie’s body?”
Shauna smirked. “Bryce – I said I’d fuck you if he didn’t let me.”
“You forced him?” His eyes darkened. “Who the fuck are you?”
“I told you, I’m just passing through. Do what I want and-” He slapped her with all his might. Shauna dropped to her knees, gripping her cheek. “Shit, you hit harder than you realize.”
“You whore! You come into our house and fuck us all and expect us to be okay with it?” Bryce grabbed her hair and wrenched it as he spoke. He looked down into her defiant eyes. “You switch us back and get the fuck out of our house you whore!”

“Or what?” Shauna smiled, ignoring the pain. “You are only hurting yourself, literally! There isn’t a damned thing you can do to stop me and if you kill me then you’ll be stuck like that forever. Sure, you’ll be alive, but do you really want your son to be pregnant with your husband’s child?” He laughed at the ridiculous claim. “I know, it’s messed up, but I will change you back when I’m done if you let me go right now.” The boy begrudgingly released her hair and stepped back.

“Also, you still have to fuck me.” Shauna walked to the door and unlocked it. She waved in the others, who had obviously been listening outside. “Now you’re going to fuck me in front of your family, and tomorrow it can all go back to normal for you three.”
“You said you’d switch back tonight!” Bryce cocked his head with fury.
“That was before your abuse.” She turned to Ellis. “Your wife has quite the temper. With Bryce’s strength she is dangerous.” She walked over and unzipped the boy’s pants stroking his underwear. “Use all that hatred to fuck me and maybe we’ll both enjoy it.”

“Don’t do it, Mom.” Cassie spoke with anguish. Shauna waved them to sit upon the bed as she leaned against the large window.  She poked her ass outward and wiggled it as she waited. Bryce finally approached and freed his cock. He slipped it in and Shauna relished in the feminine sensations. She pinched her tit as the boy rammed into her slippery pussy. He fucked her angrily and she enjoyed every second.

Thanks to some forethought, Isabel had stashed some money in a few spots. She no longer had access to the hundreds of thousands now sitting in limbo in her bank accounts. All of her previous life was gone once her former body was found. She hated to be so weak, having to take a few days to process all that had happened. I’m a woman now and I don’t have any of the items I set out to obtain. She had come to terms with the gender swap and the loss of money – a risk when dealing with magical artifacts, but complete failure was inexcusable.

I can still recover from this. She looked into the restroom mirror and sized herself up. I’m in the body of a gorgeous Latina with full breasts, a small waist, and a glorious ass. She looked into her sultry-eyed reflection. I am a powerful woman and I will do whatever I can to get those fucking artifacts. She smirked at how ridiculous the mental pep talk was. Keep it professional, ‘Isabel.’ You’re a survivor and once you get the ring you will have plenty of money once again.

She tried to think as Cassie might. She’s got nothing other than a magical ring – what would she do? She knew an abused woman was never entirely predictable, but people don’t have many motivations. I’m betting she’s going to get cash first, someway, somehow.

She found an upper-class neighborhood nearby and cruised around the streets. How do I even know if she has the same body? Hopefully she thinks I gave up searching, or she could be long gone by now. Isabel made random loops through town in a different rental car each day, praying that no concerned citizen would notice her. God, this is messy. I’ve been searching for almost a week and all I’ve done is wasted time and money, maybe she made it back across the border somehow.

It was dark and she was on the last road of the circuit when she noticed a light from an upper floor. Through the open curtains, she could see a very large breasted woman pressed against the window. She was having vigorous sex with a younger man. It seemed incredibly brazen for this type of smaller neighborhood. Isabel parked and watched the sex scene play out.

The college kid pulled her hair as he forcefully fucked her. He reached forward and grabbed one of her sizable breasts tightly, kneading it as he pumped her. She moaned as she moved forward, he followed, pressing her against the glass as he pounded her trimmed pussy. He put a hand upon her neck, not holding back as he used her with all his might. The woman seemed to be enjoying it, fogging the glass as her arms quivered. It was hard to see at this distance, but Isabel thought she could make out a white blob that ran down her thigh as the boy stepped away.

Another, older man approached and looked as if he might hit her, but something she said caused him to back down. Crap, it must be an open relationship or something. I bet he was pissed because that kid came in her. Cassie wouldn’t be that stupid, she must be miles away now. He watched as the boy stared out the window into the night sky. He said something as a tall blonde woman stepped up to wrap her arms around him.

Voyeur

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He tracked the woman to this motel, which he had watched for a few weeks. Many men came and left, but the women rarely ventured outside. Most of them moved awkwardly or look frightened when they came out, he noticed. I’m sure the men aren’t kind to them. Anthony scoffed, seeing the tall white girl head inside holding two grocery bags. Still no ring – I should’ve taken it when I had the chance. He liked being careful, but sometimes it made things take much longer than expected. He hoped to have the ring by the end of the week.

He went inside, noting how humid and dark it was in the lobby. The pudgy man behind the counter sat his reading material down with irritation. “May I help you?”
“I’m looking to purchase.” He held up a roll of twenties.
“Get lost. We’re not doing anything illegal.”
“I just want some pussy.”
The man scoffed and flared the newspaper upright. Guess I have to make him understand. Anthony grabbed one of the man’s fingers and twisted it with the speed of a viper. “Listen, I came a long way and I’m just looking to unwind. Don’t touch your piece under the desk, just take my money and we will act like this never happened, deal?”
“Okay, okay!” The man dropped the paper and grasped his aching finger. “Fuck. I just have to be careful, that’s all.”
“Sorry about that.” He handed the man forty dollars. “This is to let that go.” Waste of money, but I don’t want that asshole holding a grudge.
He pocketed it with a nod. “What are you looking for?”
I like them chubby with big tits.” He tried not to be too specific.
He called the man in charge, and after a short exchange, he hung up and wrote something into a notebook. Anthony spied a few names as the man made a mark. “Isabel is free – apartment 4B; eight hundred for two hours.”

“Kind of steep.” He gave the man nearly all of the cash he carried and went upstairs without another word. The command rod would certainly be useful, he thought, but at least I know where that is. This damned ring could disappear for a long time if I lose track of it. He knew the self-doubt was dangerous. After inspecting the surroundings for any cameras, he cleared his mind and knocked on the flimsy wooden door.

It opened to reveal a raven-haired beauty wearing only a thong. There were visible tan lines on her enormous, naturally perky breasts. Tall and exotic, the woman’s weight was distributed evenly into her assets, making her immensely attractive. Her big hazel eyes sized him up as her glossy lips curled into a sly smirk. She’s not who I’m looking for, but she was definitely worth the price.

“You look like you’re hiding a wild side.” She spoke with little accent. “Come on in and get comfortable.”
He stepped in and joined her upon the couch. The room was cluttered and dilapidated, but it seemed more maintained than the lobby. “I’m not here for that, I just want to know who the fat girl upstairs is.”
Isabel’s eyes narrowed. “The new girl? That’s Christine. What do you want with her?”
“An old friend.”
There was a pause. “Tell me the truth.”
“She knows something that I want to know.”
“You’re here for the ring, aren’t you?” He hesitated and she knew she was right. “Why do you want it?” His lack of response urged her to continue. “The man in charge has it in a safe and only he knows the combination. You’re not going to be able to just walk in and take it, I hope you know.”
He let out a deep sigh. “I’m just a man unwinding after a long trip.” She knows too much, but maybe I can use her help. “Fine, you’re right.” He thought for a moment. “That isn’t your body, is it?”
She shook her head before pressing her tits together. “I wanted to be inside her, but not like this.”
“Well, help me get the ring and I’ll let you use it first and you can find another body. What happened anyway?”
“That fucker forced me into her body and he killed her… me… right in front of me. He does that to keep the girls in check. He loves to break people – swapping them into foreign bodies and then torturing them until they are his slaves. It is all about power for him.” She looked him over and nodded slowly. “I don’t know what it is about you, but I think you might actually be able to help. I’ll set up a meeting.“

Isabel stepped into the adjoining room and made a phone call. Anthony quietly moved closer and listened. “Yeah, tomorrow! I don’t care! He is perfect. Fuck the other guy! Just let him know and make sure Christine is full.” He moved back to his seat as she finished the call. Anthony had to avert his eyes from the woman’s voluptuous frame as she returned to the room. “He’ll let you in tomorrow for the first visit. I told him you’ll pay well for a ménage a trois. She noticed how he was staring at her as she sat beside him.

“It’s all right – you paid for your time, and you’re going to help me get out of this body. We can fuck for a little while.” Anthony was hesitant, but his base desires won out as she reached down to stroke the bulge in his pants. She undid them and fished his rigid cock free, stroking it with wild eyes. “How freaky do you want me to be?”
“You can do as much as you want, but not to me.” He said, firmly.
“Don’t knock it until you try it, but I get what you’re saying.” Isabel went to the bedroom and came back with an impressively thick and lengthy double-ended dildo. “More for me, then.” She slipped her thong to the floor and rubbed some lube on one end of the toy and then some between her ample ass cheeks. She fingered her ass while licking her lips.

Anthony enjoyed the show as the woman put a foot onto the couch, pushing the jellied dildo into her luxuriant golden ass. She stared into his eyes as she worked the toy deeper, inching it in slowly, her lip trembling as it explored her ass. Her trimmed eyebrows rose with discomfort and elation as she twisted the dildo before moving it farther. She gasped, forcing it in quickly, and with a slight twitch the entire toy was in her ass. She put her hands on her hips and brought her leg down, breathing heavily as she acclimated to the pleasurable discomfort. Her trimmed pussy glistening with excitement, she stepped over and straddled him.

“What about a condom?”
“I’m clean and I’m not going to be in this body much longer.” She didn’t wait for his approval before directing his cock into her wet pussy.
“What about the person you swap with?”
“It’s fine. What are the chances I’d get pregnant anyway?” She didn’t ask if he had any infections, but he reasoned that her cost usually kept the unsavory characters away.

He looked at her flat, toned stomach, thinking of what a waste that would be. She has a body that should never be destroyed by a child. He loved her soft, inviting skin and her tan lines accentuating her prized areas. He knew this was a bad idea, but he continued anyway.

Isabel worked her hips, her pussy making obscene sounds as it sucked on his cock. She pressed her huge, tanned breasts against his face. Anthony found a nipple and sucked roughly, grabbing her pliable ass as he increased his pace. He spread her ass, kneading the soft flesh, which caused her to moan with delight. One of his fingers felt the tip of the dildo sliding out, so he pushed it firmly back inside. He forced it past a snag and that sent Isabel into a frenzy. She screamed with joy and her pussy tightened incredibly. She quaked, laughing with glee as Anthony started filling her other hole. He gasped as he unloaded into the ferocious woman, who continued grinding against him, working every drop from his cock.

She planted a kiss on the drained man’s cheek before clumsily moving into the bathroom. He heard a thud as she tossed the dildo into the shower. After her, he cleaned up and left as another pleased customer.

The next day he returned and bought another visit to Isabel. He knew it was some sort of trap, but he had faith in himself. This time, she brought him up to meet her boss and his pet project. The comely woman was naked except for a harness that was locked around her waist. Her bountiful breasts had erect nipples and her skin was a rosy pink. Her frizzy hair was straighter and her large lips were smiling subtly as she masked her discomfort. She brought the couple inside and Isabel sat at the table next to the older man.

The dominant man with a receding hairline grinned. “You have good taste in women, my friend.” No women wore clothes, but the man had obviously become accustomed, as he barely looked at their bodies.
“I was looking to set up a group package.” Anthony said without emotion.
“Of course, but first you have to do something for me.” He directed the long legged blonde girl with pierced nipples to pat him down. She gave the clear signal and the man set to opening the safe, which faced away from them. He watched them as he removed the ring and was about to close the safe when his eyes grew with panic. “How did you-“ A deafening blast came and the man fell backwards, pulling the safe lid closed as he dropped.

Holding the smoking revolver, Cassie was paralyzed with shock. “Ch-check him.”
The ample bodied Latina woman stepped forward to glance past the table. “He’s fucked. Thanks to you we don’t get any damned money, though!” She glared at the locked safe.
“F-find the ring.”
Isabel searched around the lifeless man and finally found the ugly black ring. She slipped it on and looked to Anthony. He knew she was planning to take his body.

The slender woman was clearly traumatized by the murder and he was certain she wouldn’t fire another shot. He moved to retrieve the firearm, but slipped on some blood, falling against the table. Within an instant, he found himself disoriented and staring from a different set of eyes. Isabel had grabbed his hand, and he watched as his former body regained its balance.

It was very bewildering, and once his senses stabilized, he could see Christine extending her hand and she now wore the ring. Anthony recoiled and bounded for the door. He moved without grace, as the added weight on his chest and thicker legs caused him to stumble. He also felt a fullness that slowed him. Isabel had stuffed the dildo from yesterday up her ass before bringing him here. She planned for this switch to happen She wanted to keep me from running. He hit the wall, opening the door as two more shots rang out. He stopped, seeing a hole beside him where a bullet had passed. He knew running in this state would be certain death, so he turned slowly, seeing himself… his body… lying dead upon the floor. The filled girl he had followed here from the start now held the gun, pointed directly at him. “Get back in here, Isabel.”

Anthony complied. Unlike the other girl, he could see that this woman would shoot him without concern. Christine touched the ring to the other girl’s shoulder and he watched as both of them found their bearings. So much had happened it was hard to keep track, but now the shooter was in the slim girl’s body. Terrified and disoriented, Christine didn’t fight as the other girl retrieved the gun and the ring from her.

The woman with the ring walked to the door, turning to marvel at the scene. “You’ll be happy to know, Christine, that the key for that harness was in that locked safe.” The physically fit blonde girl gave a menacing smile, showing her white teeth, “The cops are going to find you with an ass full and you’ll be trapped in that body when you go to jail – a prison within a prison!” She stepped into the hall and turned to the man within Isabel’s body. “I’m Cassie and you are Isabel.” She craned her neck, urging him forward. “Coming?”

She followed, discomforted by the large toy in her ass and the uncertainty of the situation. He directed her to Isabel’s room where they found some clothes and waited for the police to arrive.
“They’re going to ask us about what happened, but we are just grieving the loss of our friends. They won’t care too much about a whorehouse anyway.” Cassie said with little concern as she held the gun. “You don’t cause any problems while the police are here and I’ll let you swap to another body afterwards, deal?”
“Deal.” He lied, but only partially, knowing that nothing good would come from tipping the police off anyway. She is right. The police will find Christine standing, traumatized by what she had done, and it will be a closed case. She might try to escape, but she wouldn’t make it far and she didn’t seem resourceful enough to break the lock on her harness. It was hard to think with the object in her ass.

“Having trouble?” Cassie patted Isabel’s ass. “You keep that in there for a while. That is my insurance that you won’t have the energy to do something stupid. A knock came on the door and Cassie slipped the pistol into the back of her pants, making sure to keep Isabel at a distance.

The police asked a few questions before they departed with a now clothed and cuffed Christine as well as two body bags. Both of them were relieved to see them go.

“May I take this out, now?” She struggled to maintain composure.
Cassie tossed the pistol onto the couch, placed the ring on an end table, and stepped forward with confidence. “How does it feel in a woman’s body? You got a good deal, actually. You’re fucking hot!” She pinched Isabel’s face before planting a quick kiss on her lips. “It is really fucking weird at first, but you start to enjoy it after some time. That sick asshole tortured me since I got here, so it feels pretty damned good to be free of that. By the end, though, I was actually kind of enjoying it – parts, at least. He always kept me pumped so full of water that I couldn’t think straight.”

She reached behind the unimpressed Latina to force the dildo deeper. “You get used to being someone’s bitch. I always knew I’d get away, though. Maybe I should break you like he almost broke me.” Cassie rubbed her light-blonde bush against Isabel’s leg. Leaning down to plant a few kisses upon her neck. “There is a point,” Cassie whispered, “when you realize that you were living the wrong life.” She slid her middle finger into Isabel’s warmth. “You’ve never felt anything like this before, I promise.”

She is right, Isabel thought as she touched her gently. She became increasingly wet as she looked into the girl’s grayish blue eyes. Her slender face framed with straight, platinum hair. Isabel was lost in the moment, feeling her skin flush and prickle with desire. The objects in her ass were certainly expediting the process, as it took mere moments before she felt pure delight throughout her body. Isabel pressed her full breasts against the spindly, fair-skinned woman. She hugged tightly as she clenched her eyes and teeth, trying to continue standing as the orgasm passed.

“It’s fucking amazing, isn’t it?” Cassie pulled back, smiling. “Now, go into the bathroom and take whatever you’re hiding in your ass out and we’ll get out of here.”

Isabel thought of diving for the gun or the ring, but knew it would end badly. Cassie placed them far enough apart so she could get the other if I tried for one. Clever. Isabel did as she was told, removing the thick double ended dildo and cleaned herself up. She came out and found a note sitting on the table: I can’t risk staying around you. Nothing personal, but I think you’ll do fine in that body. Don’t try to find me.

“Shit.”

Submissive

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He watched the two women from a distance. Both were dressed in gaudy, short dresses and extravagant jewelry. He planned as he followed them, noting what he could grab quickly. I’ll go for the short one with the fat ass. I’ll grab her purse, that necklace, and I guess I’ll nab that ugly ring – It looks old, so it’s probably something expensive. The skinny girl doesn’t look like a fast runner, so I should be fine. Both of them seem kind of oblivious to the people around them too. I don’t see anyone who will try to stop me, so this should be a piece of cake.
 
He saw an opening and started his approach. They stopped on the side of a busy street, arguing about something, completely unaware as he edged closer and closer. Mateo lined up his hands and snatched the ring and the necklace in a fast, forceful maneuver, sliding his arm through the strap of the low hanging purse before he bolted. He sprinted along the sidewalk as his vision blurred and he stumbled. Dizzy and bewildered, he fell against a parked car, rolling along its hood. His line of sight changed into a tunnel as he seemed to be falling backwards.

His eyesight returned as he stood again, watching from someone else’s perspective. He located himself in the crowd ahead, his former self rolled off of the front of the car and landed upon the ground. Disconnected, he watched a passing car headed for the person lying on the ground. Mateo was silent as the car shook, crushing his former body.

A scream brought his mind back to reality. He looked to his side to see the slender woman from before. Confused, he looked down at his hands. They’re so small. What just happened? His eyes wandered. Holy shit, those tits are huge! Am I… He grabbed the large breasts on his chest. I’m in her body!

“What did you do?!” The tall blonde woman exclaimed. Not the source of the scream, as she was more irritated than shocked.
“What is going on?” Mateo could only ask, confused by his new, higher pitched voice.
“I know that look! You got her killed!” The stunning blonde scowled. “Don’t run; we have to get that ring back!”

Mateo saw a group congregating around his former body. He stepped closer, seeing a pool of blood forming. It was odd seeing his lifeless body at a distance. I cheated death, so I guess I should be thankful.

“Do you see the ring anywhere?” The lanky girl asked quietly, craning her neck as she looked past the collection of people.
No ring in sight, it must’ve gone flying. “What is so special about that ring?”
The woman’s long face darkened with rage. “You piece of shit, you fucking thief!”
“Fuck you, you white whore.”
The woman scoffed. “You’re a white whore now too!” She rolled her eyes as she gave one more glance to the crowd alongside the road. “I was no saint, but I want my life back! We have to find it!” The woman took his arm and led him down an alley. “Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but that ring let people swap bodies and I swapped with that woman before you ran her into traffic.” She gave a sweeping gesture, showcasing herself. “This flat chested bitch took my body before you came along.”

Mateo took another look at his buxom figure, grabbing his breasts, which were only held in place by the sequin tube dress. “You actually want this back?” He pushed back his frazzled hair. “You… this…” Mateo motioned to his new body. “I look like a cheap hooker.”

“Fuck you. I was top dollar and my customers loved me!”
Mateo laughed. “So you were actually a hooker.”
“Who the hell are you to judge? You goddamned thief.” She cocked her neck and raised a finger. “Just… shut up and listen. That bitch took over my body and was about to leave me high and dry, but I convinced her to stick around for a little while until we could figure this out.”
“Figure what out?”
“To swap back! She said it was one way, but there has to be a way to go back!” The woman ran her fingers through her hair before continuing. “The woman had already swapped bodies a few times before. Evidently, she had moved into some rich Mexican asshole who ended up being chased by the police. She came across the border and moved into this stripper’s body to ditch the heat. So, that means the previous owner is dead or in jail.”

“Why do you care? Really, why do you even want this body back? Just go find a new one.”
“Just… Never fucking mind. Let’s go try to find it and then you’ll help me figure this out.”

People were already scattering. Police had shown up to tape off the area and get statements, but they didn’t stay long. The police left and the ring was nowhere in sight. Someone took it after the accident.It’s what I would’ve done. “Ask around for anyone selling the ring. Whoever has it doesn’t know we’re looking for it, so they shouldn’t be too guarded about it.”

“Wait, you have to give me some more damned answers!” Mateo puffed out his chest in an unintentionally sexualized display.
“Listen, you little punk, you’re in my body now and…” She studied him for a moment, debating something mentally. “Look, you have to keep acting like me… I mean her… because there is a guy that knows where she stashed her money. He is the only person that knows now.”
“Huh? How much?”
“Seven hundred and fifty thousand dollars.” Mateo did a quick double take. “Uh-huh. She was supposed to meet him tonight. He knew about the ring and knew her before she started moving north.”
“Okay, so we meet him, get the cash, and split up.” She’s going to try to cross me, but I’ll be damned if I let her get away with that much money.
“No, you idiot! He wants to buy that ring. We need it first!” She calmed herself. “Look, maybe you can get the location of the cash from him and if not then you will have to buy us some time.”

Mateo glanced down to her cleavage. “Woah, you better not be…”
“Yeah, stupid, you gotta fuck him. Isn’t it worth three quarters of a million?”

The older man smiled as she closed the door. “You must be Christine.” He grinned. “Should I call you that now?”
“Sure, it fits I guess.” I am Christine and she is Cassie. He repeated the mantra. Typical whore names. “Look, the ring-“
He stopped her. “I don’t want to talk business quite yet. I want to take a test drive with that new body of yours.” The beady-eyed man walked over and slid the straps off her shoulders, letting the sequin dress crumple onto the floor. Only her black and pink thong remained. “Oh, those are some very fine tits you have there.” He spun her. “That ass is thick too, she must have some black in her.” He squeezed her behind. I am Christine… I can fuck an old guy for a shitload of cash and then swap out of this whore’s body once we find that ring again.

The man stopped and watched her for a moment. “What’s my name?”
“Uh, I don’t remember after the switch.” She lied.
“Okay, what is your name – your real name?” He inquired as he subtly balled a fist. Christine couldn’t answer. “You swapped with her, didn’t you?”
“Fine, yeah, she died and the ring is gone. I can get it back, though.”

He sighed deeply. “You know what? I don’t give a shit. Let me fuck you and I’ll give you a shot.” He yanked hard on her panties, ripping them away painfully.
“Careful, asshole!” She tried to punch him, but he grabbed her arm, as well as the other, and wrestled her onto the bed. He flipped her over and used his weight to pin her down.
“I like em feisty.” He reached to the side of the bed and retrieved some braided nylon rope, wrapping it around her wrist. “I came prepared for some fun.”
She struggled and even got a few good kicks in, but ultimately he subdued her, tying her spread eagle on her stomach to the hotel room bed. He stepped back and laughed. “A shame I can’t see your gorgeous tits, but I need the ass for what I’m planning.”

“Just fuck me and get it over with.”
“Nah, I’m going to have fun watching you squirm. I don’t know who you are so I don’t even feel bad!” She could hear a rustling behind her as the man moved in between rooms. He returned and spanked her bountiful ass hard. She felt cold lotion drip onto her ass and he used something rubber to rub it along her asshole. He pressed it in and she grunted in pain. I am Christine, this is normal for a whore.

A hiss came from behind her. She looked back to see the naked man squeezing a black bulb. “It’s inflating in me!”
“You’re smart!” He mocked her as he pressed and released with long motions. She whined loudly as she felt the inflating ball pushing her ass open from the inside. He gave her some time in between pumps as she tried to accept the pain, gasping quickly. “Having some trouble?” The man cackled. “I guess it’s big enough, better stop here. She felt a tug before the man walked beside her holding a small, loose black hose. “It’s all up to you now! Push it out.”

Oh shit! The first push barely moved the object. Her body should be used to this! Christine pushed with all of her might, causing the big ball in her ass to part her painfully before it slipped back in. She drew a few more short breaths before making another attempt. It felt like it was about to make it through when she felt it go back inside forcefully, moving deeper than before. She opened her eyes to see the man reaching back, pressing it in. He forced it so deep that she jumped forward upon the bed, screaming and pulling against the bonds.

“Just having fun, go ahead and I won’t stop it this time.” The man wiped the slime from his fingers onto her ass.

She used all her might to push the object free. She groaned as it popped out and rolled against her inner thigh. He sniggered as she made pathetic moans. He stepped back and gathered the ball, pushing it between her cheeks with both hands. “No, no, I can’t!” He held it in place as she rocked in the bed, unable to escape her bonds. He pulled one hand back, balled a fist, and punched the toy. It popped into her ass causing so much pain that she couldn’t even scream. He held it in place with a finger as she bucked violently. Soon she calmed, crying softly. After a moment she finally found words again. “I can’t handle this, it’s too much. I’ll do anything if you stop.”

“Good. You keep that in you and I’ll stop.”

He pulled the tip of his finger out and left her, struggling to retain the object. “You sick bastard!” Her ass ached as he rifled through his belongings. Christine’s groans grew louder as the enormous ball slid lower, pressing her backdoor wide as it fought to escape. “Uh, uh, oh, oh no, I can’t…”

The man came over and rammed his pointer directly into her gaping asshole. “I said keep it in! Looks like you need help.” Wincing as she glanced over her shoulder, she watched him spit upon a huge black butt plug, bringing it low and jamming it up her ass. Again, sharp pain caused tears to run down her cheek. “Keep it in.” He said in a gravelly tone.

She pursed her lips and set her mind to holding the object in place. I can’t believe I’m letting him do this! The objects still tried to escape, but the thought of the pain they would cause gave her motivation to keep them in.  Just wait for a good opportunity… The objects caused a dull ache in her bottom as the man carefully untied the restraints around her legs. How in the fuck did I get to this point. That asshole is going to hurt me if I let anything out and I’m powerless to stop him.

The man held up some latex shorts and grabbed her ankle. With her other leg free, she whipped it back and just missed kicking him in the jaw. With a fire in his eyes he cupped his hand and brought it down with all his might upon her still rosy backside. Her skin rippled as his hand bounced away. She gasped loudly as he was already striking her a second time. He assailed her and she lost count, feeling utter agony as the man spanked her without remorse. “Oh my god, oh my god, stop, stop!” She shook as he hit her, wailing as she tried to move away.

He finally stopped, talking in a far more stern tone. “You will not try anything like that again. You are my property, bitch.” She couldn’t speak as the man untied her ankles and slid the latex garment up her legs. Next, he slid on odd looking strap onto her, keeping the objects held firmly in her ass. He tightened the harness around her waist and clasped it closed. She whimpered softly as the man untied her arms and rolled her over. “I’m going to fuck you, Christine, and you’re going to let me or I won’t show you where the key is.” She looked down to see the silver lock upon the top of the harness. He also had full access, as the front straps parted in a V-shape and there was a hole in the front of the shorts, exposing her glistening pussy.

He undid his pants and crawled on top of her, lifting her legs into the air. She whined as the ball moved deeper in her ass as the man got into position. He rubbed his hard cock against her slit before he nudged inside. Fuck, it feels kind of good. He pushed his dick all the way in. God, I’ve never felt something so amazing in my life! The objects seemed to amplify the pleasure now. The man lifted her hips and pounded downward, making sure to penetrate as far as he could.

“You’re so wet! I think you might be liking that new body.”
She looked up into his eyes as he plowed her, causing her mind to swim with excitement. She looked to her rolling tits, moving in a hypnotizing rhythm upon her chest. She moved a hand down her chest and over the glorious breasts, pinching her nipples as he fucked her. Christine moved one hand lower and touched her clit. She gasped as orgasm took her by surprise. She clenched her eyes and convulsed.

He went into a frenzy, moving at twice the speed. The objects in her ass moved, but now the pain was dull, overcome by the pure pleasure running through her body. “F-Fuck!”
“I’m about to cum.” He said in a near whisper.
“Okay.” She grabbed his hips as he rammed her.
He laughed suddenly. “All right then.” He made long, forceful strokes and within seconds, Christine felt her body tense and flush, tingling with delight that she had never felt before. His cock erupted inside of her, causing her to twitch as he filled her.

The man crawled aside and let her fall to the bed. The ball and plug in her ass shifted, sending a throbbing pain through her body. Christine gave a pitiful whine as she lay motionless. He hoisted her and brought her to the door, opening it without concern. “Go get me some food.”

“I can’t go out like this!” She spoke weakly, assured that he was joking.
He scoffed as he grabbed a loose fitting tank top and some sweatpants, throwing them at her. “Hurry up, bitch, I’m starving.”
“You can’t just… leave it in me! Take it out and I’ll go.”
“You’ll go or I will leave you here to suffer while I go to a fucking restaurant! There’s a burger joint across the street.” He tossed a ten dollar bill onto the floor. “You can go get the same lock with the right key or some bolt cutters from the hardware store a few blocks away, but it will cost more than that, I promise. You get back here with my food and I’ll think about taking that out.”

Christine stepped out the door as the man slammed it behind her. Jesus, what the hell have I gotten myself into? I just have to hold out and make it back. Hopefully Cassie will get that ring and come find me, and then we can kill this asshole and take that money. I’ll make sure he tells me where it is. The thought of the old man crying in pain pleased her. She walked slowly downstairs, trying to limit the sudden movements that would cause discomfort. The hotel was run down, but seemed to be reasonably clean. She wondered why no one had checked on the loud noises coming from the man’s room.

In the lobby, she saw a well-dressed man escorting a sleazy looking redhead away from the main desk. He slapped her ass as he followed her up the stairs. I’m in a whorehouse! The sweaty man at the front counter sat back in his chair, ignoring his newspaper to stare at her chest as she passed. She made her way down the block and into the first fast food establishment she found.

Feeling out of place amongst the more adequately dressed customers, she ordered a meal. Men and women alike stared at her ample bosom, seeing her nipples poking out beneath the thin cotton top. I feel like a piece of meat. Why the hell do women wear clothes to draw so much attention? A couple of teenaged boys laughed quietly as they watched her from a booth. Her angry stare did nothing to deter them. The long wait was painful in more ways than one. Finally, they called her number and she started back to her captor.

Outside, she realized that she was very wet once again, and this allowed the pain to lessen as she moved. Feeling more and more aroused, she stepped into the hotel and moved by the man quickly as he watched her without a word. The front of her pants had a large wet spot that she tried to hide as she passed. She moved to the first landing in the stairwell and slipped a hand down her pants, pressing against her privates through the opening in the shorts. She was dripping with excitement.  Her other hand rubbed her soft, pliable breast through her shirt. Her body trembled as she gasped, slowly sinking to a squat, which caused the ball to shift deeper in her ass. The orgasm was intense, taking her breath away as she fought to remain silent. I am such a whore.

Her legs were weak after the march upstairs and she was straining with each step. The ache in her backside was mild now, but she could tell it was draining her. Knocking on the door, she could hear talking. The door opened and the man ushered her inside, snatching the bag of food from her. Cassie watched her from behind the kitchen counter.

Cassie seemed elated as she walked casually around to stand in front of her depleted companion. She reached down to tug on Christine’s bindings, smiling as she made eye contact. “He’ll break you in eventually.” Her eyes danced as she saw the damp area on the sweatpants.

Still puzzled, Christine looked to the older man holding a cheeseburger in one hand and the ring in the other. “You’re mine, you whore.” He took a bite with a wide grin and she charged him. The display was probably very pathetic, as he easily pushed her aside and caused her to stumble into the wall. He opened a very well built safe upon the table and set the ring inside, on top of countless, neatly packed bundles of cash, closing the lid and latching it shut. “Only I know the combination, so if you do something to me then you’re stuck like that forever.”

The man finished his sandwich and wiped the grease on his pant leg. He stood and walked behind a wobbly Christine. She couldn’t hold back tears as the man groped her chest. “Once you quit fighting me then things will get easier. Cassie figured it out the hard way. Don’t make me do the same to you.” He looked to the other girl. “Show her.”

The tall, slender blonde pulled up her shirt to show small bars with balls on each end poked through each nipple on her upturned breasts. She smiled broadly as she flicked them. “I’m his fucktoy.”

The man snatched a fry from the soiled bag. “I think you need a little more time with that shit packed in your ass. You go sit over there and I’ll take that off once I feel you’re ready.” Christine followed his instructions and sat in a nearby chair, wishing a way out of her predicament.

Part X

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The army was gone and they were finally safe. She directed Armon, with the help of the scepter, to lead the army away and trust that the villagers would live out their lives peacefully. It’s not like we’re going to last long anyway, only daughters are being born and not many outside males are willing to mate with women blessed by Kinok. Many people flocked to their town after the army turned back, most of them outcasts from other ruined villages that had been touched by Kinok’s influence. Vanita knew it wasn’t over yet.

“I hear your village has relics, could you direct me to the artisan that crafted them?” The shorter woman with broad features and a commanding presence asked.
Vanita was pleased that others had heard of her accomplishments. “I am the creator, Vanita.”
“A woman?” The dusky eyed woman dismissed the idea. “Drop the ruse and show me to the man who created them.”
“A man started, but a woman finished.” Vanita’s head tilted, dimples showing with a non-genuine smile.
The woman crossed her arms, finally seeming to understand. “Tell me about your relics, Vanita.”
Vanita raised her hand to show the ring. “This is the Band of Possession.” She explained how it would transfer consciousness between bodies. Agreeing, the unnamed woman launched her hand out and grabbed her arm, her own band pressing against the skin. The same odd sensation passed and Vanita found herself in the foreign body, looking at her wispy features from a distance. The other woman had swapped their bodies and Vanita now realized how foolish she had been.

“What do you want? Who are you?”
“I am a crafter like you,” Vanita’s former body said. “You weren’t the only one given knowledge.”
Vanita could see a similar ring on her new hand. Without much thought, she reached up and grabbed her old body’s pierced breast. Nothing happened. It feels nice, though. “I learned how to control when it happens.” The woman in Vanita’s body gave a big grin, her cheeks flush with delight over her victory. “Your thoughts play a big portion in how it responds. Now, what I really want is for you to show me to whatever you made to command Armon and his army to march away.”

Many refugees had found their way into town and most were welcome additions. However, there were exceptions. A large, naked man waddled into their home. Nora remembered the rotund man from long ago. He has to release his seed into someone to deflate. He nearly popped Krina when she helped him in town. “How are you still alive?”
The heavy man leaned upon the table, causing it to tilt slightly. “I remember you…” He huffed. “I found a delightful woman who emptied me every few hours.” His jowls shook as he spoke, sweat rolled along his brow. “She let me go a little too long one night and it was too much for her, the poor girl.”
“You are not welcome here.”
“You cannot leave me to die. If you are careful then you can empty me safely.”
“You are not our problem! Leave and do not trouble us!” Nora snapped uncharacteristically. She felt bad for the man, but he was selfish and he would always be a burden if she let him stay. The bulky man passed through the door with a loud grumble, slamming it shut behind him.

A scream came a few minutes later as she rushed to the door. Outside she saw her daughter Samara pinned beneath the writhing fat man. He awkwardly reached down, trying desperately to guide his cock in between her spread legs. “Just put it in and I’ll stop, I swear.” The fat, glistening man pleaded to her.”
“Don’t, he’s going to-“ Nora called out, but she could see Samara’s hand reach down and she knew it was too late.

Both of them grunted, as his quivering belly began shrinking and hers blasted upward. The massive amount of seed transferred into her at an unreal speed. The man leaned forward upon her, pinning her arms and legs with his. The girl showed her teeth in pain as her belly grew, his weight forcing it to expand outward between them. Her belly slowly gained dominance, pushing his up as he pumped his stored seed into her womb. She screeched in agony as his body was lifted upright, their hips still connected.

Pulling herself away from the scene, Nora recalled the item Vanita had left behind. She bolted inside and returned with the scepter. “Stop!”

The man fell upon her, motionless with now distant eyes, but his belly still shrank. The fluid continued forcing its way into the swollen woman. Samara flailed, trying desperately to lift him off of her squished, inflated belly. “Get him off! Get it out of me!”

Nora raised the rod to command him to step back. Instead, it slipped from her grasp. Panicked, she fumbled to grab it from the taller grass. A blood-curdling howl came from her daughter and Nora looked up to see lighter stretch marks on her darker skin. Looking as if she might pop at any moment, Samara’s eyes closed and she knew it was too late. The girl’s belly pulsed up with another blast and then… Her midsection burst open as white goo blasted everyone in the area. The thin, now lanky man was blown onto his back, still holding the girl’s hips as her ruined body flopped upon him.

Nora wailed as she dropped to her knees. She found the rod and commanded the man to dunk his face in a stream and breathe deeply.

Denah stepped through to the small clearing in the trees. A little girl stood beside the robed women, encircling Krina, Cilia, and two other bound women he hadn’t seen before. Those must be Krina’s newest daughters. The robed women chanted, pressing their hands together in prayer. And that girl is the one I rescued from the town! Denah moved like a big cat stalking its prey. Her smaller, fit body moved gently through the brush. With good timing I can probably get them before they can counterattack. Denah hoisted a spear and began the charge, launching it as she readied her sword. She stopped, dumbfounded as she hit an invisible wall and the spear bounced aside in midair.

The little girl scoffed. “Not that easy, you freak!”
“What is this? Why are you helping them?!”
The girl was disgusted by the question. “We’re going to restore balance by purging all of Kinok’s followers. You’re just a plague upon the land.” The girl turned to the robed women, who were lost in their incantations. “This will end all tainted mortals, and now that we are protected, it’s just a matter of time.”
Denah struck the transparent shield, frustrated that she could not find a weak point.

“It doesn’t have to be this way.” Cilia pleaded as she knelt.
“I told you that you may not speak!” The little girl reached down and squeezed the bound woman’s shaft.
Cilia whimpered, her cock growing hard from the pain. Her mother gave protest, but that only increased Cilia’s pain. “I can fix both of our problems, just please listen!” She cried out.
The girl pulled her cock, guiding her to stand awkwardly. “Fine. I’m listening.”
The petite girl stood well above her pre-pubescent captor. “What if we left and promised not to breed?”
“You cannot make such a promise. Your entire village is twisted by Kinok’s curse and the only way to stop you is for you to be removed!” The girl tightened her grasp, causing Cilia to buckle in pain. “You waste your words-“
“No, no, they can leave! Without the two of us they are just women, normal women! Without a man’s seed they are nothing unique.” The little girl relaxed her grip once again. “We were tricked by Kinok as well. We do not wish to defy you, we only want to live! If you have to kill the two of us then so be it, we only want to protect our loved ones.”

“You would sacrifice yourself and your mother to save them?” The girl scoffed, glancing at Krina, who sat silently. “How altruistic.” She let go of her cock and slapped it hard. Cilia stumbled in her bindings, groaning. “I know better. You would just leave and direct them to us. We will not let you walk free.”

“Ugh… If you let me talk to them then I get the items you fear and we will find someplace else to spend the rest of our days as normal people!” Cilia grit her teeth, still fighting the sting. “I heard your fear about what our village created. I know how much you want those items.”
The girl’s expression went blank. “What assurance would we have?”
Cilia drew in a calming breath. “Keep Krina and use her for your ritual if you suspect we are lying. If I am truthful then you’ll get magical artifacts that will make you as powerful as the gods you worship! If I am lying then you can destroy anything magical in the area. The risk is minimal; I just want to protect my people.”

The young girl nodded. “You make a strong point.”

It took convincing, but Vanita got her body back as did the woman, named Mileena. She had moved through many bodies using a similar relic that she had crafted. Unlike her, she had found a way to craft relics based on the other two gods, Tulla and Kinok himself.

She lifted an unimpressive black metal necklace as she spoke. “This is The Pendant of Lapsing Time.” It can pause time around you, allowing you to move and interact with your surroundings unimpeded.” She slid a tiny black rod with a pointed tip from her belt. “And this is the Barb of Entrance. This allows a person to create a portal.”

Perplexed, Vanita reached out, only to have Mileena pull it away. Vanita apologized, “A portal? You can make a doorway somewhere?”
“A doorway anywhere.” Mileena smirked. “Remember, your mind plays an important role when using any of these. You must visualize the location and then trace in the air or an object to create the link. The size does not matter.” She drew a calming breath as she drew a square in the air using the black pen. Once she joined the corners, Vanita could see a tall, slender blonde woman with a full posterior standing in a field. It took her a moment to realize she was staring at herself through the gateway. She searched, but could see no exit for the portal.

“Where is it?” She turned back to watch herself through the window. “I know it’s there, but I see nothing.”
“It is a one way portal. Anything that goes through will come out on the opposite side unless it is tethered somehow.”
Vanita marveled as she put her arm through the window and watched as it appeared in midair a short distance behind her. She pulled back and looked at her palm. “Amazing.”
She traced the barb over the portal causing it pop out of existence. “The portals last for a long while until you collapse them.” She created another portal upon the side of her furs.  She sneered as she inserted her hand through the dark opening upon her side. Immediately, Vanita felt something large force its way into her pussy. Her hand is inside me! “Sorry, but I don’t trust you. My ring is in there, so I can move into you if you try to fuck me.” She spread her fingers causing Vanita to grip her crotch painfully. “Now, show me your relic.”

“I… I do not carry it. Follow me back to our home.”

The two women trekked to the center of the village. Hundreds of women went about their lives, barely regarding them as they passed. Mileena noticed a gooey circle upon the grass as they moved into the house. Inside three women stared at them questioningly. “This is Mileena, she is a craftsman like me.” Mileena moved her hand slightly deeper into the portal upon her bundle of furs. Vanita gave a pained expression. “She wants to see the Scepter of Dominance.”

They tensed, looking at one another. Eventually, the pretty girl with a small waist and an unnatural endowment glanced to a nearby box. Mileena took the opportunity to stop time. Only Vanita still moved. The woman noticed her questioning expression. “Since we are touching, it frees you from the restriction of time as well.” Mileena curled her hidden hand into a fist and pushed it deeper, causing Vanita to drop to her knees in agony. Without care, Mileena rifled through the chest and finally found the basic black rod wrapped in linens. She unwrapped it with one hand, holding the rod into the air victoriously.

“We… we could have… worked together.” Vanita stammered as the woman magically fisted her.
“We both know one of us would have taken control of everything eventually. I’m just expediting the process. Tell me how this works.” She commanded as she withdrew her hand from the portal upon her side.
Vanita stared at the ground as she spoke. “You issue a command and it reads what you are thinking to force that person to comply.”
Mileena laughed. “Wonderful!” She tapped the necklace, causing time to resume for the others. “I command you all to let me leave with the Scepter and be happy that I took it.” She closed the gateway upon her clothing and removed the necklace before placing the barb and pendant upon the table. She happily left with the Scepter of Dominance, glad that it had gone so smoothly.

They rejoiced after they were certain that she had gone. “Thank the gods!” Nora gave the real command rod to Vanita.
Cilia had set up the plan just in case someone were to come looking for the scepter. They talked about how to continue. They’re going to kill us all if we don’t surrender. Even Zuli agreed, there was little chance to reason with the outsiders save for godly intervention.

A thought stuck Cilia and she decided now was a good time to prepare. She touched the pendant upon the table and was awestruck as everyone else in the room stood frozen. I must find another place for us, for these artifacts. These will only cause us trouble if we keep them. She held the Barb of Entrance as she thought. She made a doorway upon the wall and moved Nora just enough to put her raised hand through the opening. As expected, Cilia was able to pass back and forth by using Nora’s finger as a placeholder to keep the portal open both directions.

Nora’s inanimate hand brushed against her breast and sent Cilia’s mind to a more nagging concern. Her unnatural endowment rose from between her legs. I could have sex with any of them like this… That wouldn’t be right, though. But, the nagging lust remained and she needed to sate it before her mind would focus. She took a fist-sized rock and traced a portal onto the surface. She spread open the linked cheeks and spit upon the perfect ass. She moved the object onto her shaft and slowly pushed it down, making it disappear into the orifice.

She felt the pain in her backside, but she chose to ignore it. She continued moving it lower until the rock was pressing flat against her, her cock vanishing into the portal. She stood on her tiptoes as she fought to endure the self-inflicted pain. Once it lessened, she started fucking herself. She increased the pace and slowly built into a frenzy. She held the rock with both hands as she pounded her ass relentlessly. Climax came suddenly and she shot her thick cream through the magical hole and into her sore rump. She jerked in pain with each pulse of her cock, unwilling to pull out and loose the wonderful feeling.

We have to give up the relics, but I’m keeping this. No one has to know. Now focused, she walked a short distance and peered into the valley below. Countless people all moved like ants in their grand city. She knew this place would work. Time did not stop here. She made her way down the hillside to investigate.

Did she just disappear for a moment? Her mentally and physically blessed daughter explained her plan. Cilia created a standing portal upon the wall using their new artifact, ushering everyone through. They stepped into the doorway and found themselves in the grass beneath the magical barrier Denah had spoken about. Krina still knelt in the center, confused by their sudden appearance. Vanita, wearing Acharon’s Crown, stepped out last.

The small girl bowed her head in reverence to the visitors. Appearing in the image of Tulla, God of Time, Cilia motioned for the girls to cease their incantations. They complied after another, more forceful gesture. “I have brought these few to discuss terms of surrender.” Vanita watched, mostly hiding her reservations about their surrender. She hates the thought of relinquishing power. She only ceded knowing that someone else would intervene if they abused their power. Who knew how many others were out there with the same power over the mysterious metal.

“Why do you assist them, wise Tulla?” The young girl bowed once more.
“I do not wish to see mortals die due to a god’s mettle. You will kill hundreds with this spell, but there are thousands more that will propagate and continue. This will cause a conflict that spans an age. Instead, I offer a solution.” She paused for effect. “You fear their relics and they fear your magic. I propose that the leaders of these people use their artifacts to travel far away, never to return. In repayment, you must help the blessed people. You must take the time and remove their blessings with your magics.”

“That will take decades, perhaps longer!” The girl pleaded.
“Indeed it shall. But, the blessed individuals will come to you in time. They were all people who wanted a wish, but were given a curse instead. This one only wanted a son. Instead, she got a fully grown man and a dead husband. Pease understand that they only fight because they feel threatened by the outsiders. They feel it is the only path.”

“This… this is a lot to process.”
“I have seen many paths and this is the point where you must decide which way to go.” Cilia put a hand on Nora’s shoulder as a signal. The rest quickly, subtly, linked hands.
Vanita stopped time once again. “Do you think they will listen?”
“I do. Seeing a god can have a moving effect on a person.”

Cilia traced a doorway in the air. The land beyond looked lush and vibrant. A strange furry animal darted up the thick base of a tree. “You must go, Nora. You and Denah must take these heirlooms and keep them away from people who will misuse them.“

Nora was distraught by the thought. “The plan was for all of us to leave!”
Cilia frowned. “You know we all can’t go. I will keep your family safe and ensure that these zealots keep the peace.”
“I will stay as well.” Vanita interjected. “If our plans fall apart after they remove Malia, Tesha, and Numa’s blessings, then we believe that Erin holds more of the metal we need. With any of them, I will be able make something from the ore they create. It is merely a fallback.”

Tears clouded Nora’s view. “Please, there has to be another way! We can stay…”
Cilia shook her head. “You know I was given a greater understanding.” She held Nora’s hands. “This is the best way.”

Nora continued fighting the plan, but eventually Cilia convinced her. With the robed figures and the young girl still frozen, Nora said her goodbyes.
Krina stepped in for the final hug. “Be safe on the other side.”
“You as well, take care of what we have created.” Nora gave a melancholy smile. “Thank you for helping me.” They shared a long embrace. Nora stepped back and took her daughter’s hand.
“I opened a portal to another world; hopefully it is someplace better than this.” Cilia explained. “People live there, but gods do not intervene directly. I… took a little time to explore.” She hushed their questions. “Just be assured that you will be able to live happily.” Nora showed her trust with a curt nod.

Nora and Denah stepped through the portal and turned, smiling back at them one last time before they set off into the unknown carrying five enchanted items. No matter what happens, at least we are together.