Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

this was my favorite chapter yet. Loved the interactions that Zoe has with her parts and how athena adapted to her changing desires.

Would love to see a moment of a slice of Athenas life with her current set of changes away from Zoe, thats such a neat concept.

Keep up the amazing work Ekempo.


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Chick for a Dick: Meanwhile...

Athena was not the only one whose body had been unnoticeably transformed that afternoon. Across town, wishes continued to be made...


“... so Jill told me that Aubrey said that Sharon mentioned that Sydney is interested Adam! What am I going to do?!”

Sabrina rolled her eyes and continued to look at her phone. “Robin, who cares?” The flustered girl’s jaw dropped. “Who cares? Who cares?! I care! I’ve told you all semester that I’ve had a crush on Adam!”

Sabrina looked up from her cellphone. “Ok, first: its been, like, a week. Maybe two, tops, that you’ve been swooning over him. Two: you haven’t even talked to him. And third: everyone knows Jill talks a lot of shit.”

Robin stomped her foot firmly. “That’s not true! I don’t even know why I talk to you about this stuff! Seriously, I wish you were more supportive and would help me get noticed!”


Robin looked down at her cleavage and smiled. She always felt like a million bucks when she wore her favorite bra. Not only was it super comfortable but it both lifted and accentuated her boobs perfectly. It was the most supportive bra she had ever had. Feeling a little boost to her confidence, she decided that she would talk to Adam the next time she saw him.

Under Robin’s shirt, Sabrina gently tightened her grip as she wrapped around her owner’s upper body. She prided herself on being the best, most supportive bra she could be.


“Aww, really? It doesn’t do anything for you at all?” Travis asked into his phone. Across town, Stacy sat in her room. She gave a sigh into her own phone. “Yes, Travis, really. Titty-fucks don’t do a thing for me.”

Stacy looked down at her v-neck and took in the sight of her cleavage. The past weekend that view had included Travis’ dick sandwiched between them. She had been initially excited by the idea, but in reality it had just been boring. It didn’t offer any sort of thrill. And after Travis came all over her tits and face, she had been left horny and unsatisfied, stuck waiting for him to get it up again.

“But it was so hot! Your tits felt amazing!”

“Travis, it didn’t get me off. Like, at all.”

“Damn. That’s too bad. I really wish you enjoyed having a dick between your tits.”


Stacy gave a huff as she continued to look down as her cleavage. The mushroom shaped tip of her dick poked out from the top of her cleavage. “Really? It really didn’t do anything for you?” she asked in disappointment.

“Sorry, Stacy. It was just too crowded between your boobs. Every time I thrust forward your dick took up so much space I was shoved right out. It didn’t really do anything for me.”

Stacy frowned. “Well... all right. Thanks for trying it. But think the next time we fuck you could get my dick off with my boobs for me? The idea of your hands on me as you rub my tits up and down on my dick gets me so wet and hard,” she purred. The voice on the other end of the line was full of excitement. “You got it, sexy. How about tomorrow?”

“I can’t wait,” Stacy hummed. The couple said their goodbyes and she was left alone with her frustration. She stood up from her desk and moved to her full-length mirror and stripped off her top. As she unclasped her bra, the grip around her dick was loosened and it fell forward. The erect member grew out of her chest from her sternum, just in line with the bottom of her breasts. While she would occasionally jack it off, what she really enjoyed was lifting it up and pressing it between her boobs. She had hoped her boyfriend would enjoy adding his as well, but apparently it was not as enjoyable for him as it had been for her. At least she could still play with hers. Speaking of which...

Stacy quickly moved to her bed and spread out on the soft sheet. Her dick flopped down between her cleavage, pointing at her face. She reached into her nightstand, past her vibrator and grabbed her bottle of lube. She squirted a spurt into her hand which she then rubbed along her length and cleavage. Grabbing her boobs, she pressed them against the cock and began to shake them up and down, pinching and rolling her nipples as she did.

She basked in the pleasure of her soft, bouncy tits rubbing against the sensitive shaft between them. After a few moments, Stacy felt a tightness in her chest and pulled her breasts down to expose the throbbing head of her dick. She opened her mouth and gasped. Feeling her own hot breath on her cock sent her over the edge and thick spurts of cum shot onto her tongue, cheeks, and chin. She scraped it all off and licked it into her mouth before running her finger over the messy head. She shuttered as she collected the remaining spooge from the sensitive tip and licked that down too before standing up. She collected her bra and shirt from the floor, glad she had gotten herself off before getting called down for dinner.

She redressed and reached between her boobs to adjust her dick so it pointed upwards. If she got hard, which she was bound to at some point, she would get to feel the hard shaft between her breasts. And she loved having a dick between her tits.


Kyle slid over in his car and snuggled up closer to Miranda, kissing her neck. He breathed in deeply, her scent driving him wild. “You smell amazing,” he whispered in her ear. Miranda smiled and gave a pleasant hum as her boyfriend nuzzled her neck.

“I wore this perfume special for you. I know you love it.”

“I wish you smelled like this all the time.”


Miranda leaned in and kissed Kyle, the smell of her skin exciting him further as their passions intensified. He reached up an cupped one if her breasts through her shirt and bra, earning an approving hum from Miranda. She kissed him harder, becoming more and more aroused. As the make out session heated up, the aroma in the car began to strengthen.

Kyle’s wish had altered Miranda so that her pours secreted the scent of designer French perfume. For Miranda’s day-to-day life, this went almost unnoticeable. However, when she began to sweat and her pours opened up, the odor would become much more pronounced.

Kyle pulled away and gagged. His eyes were stinging as the concentrated smell of Miranda’s altered skin filled the enclosed car. It smelled like a full bottle of perfume had been broken open and poured all over the interior. He quickly lowered all the windows to allow a cross breezes to air out the vehicle before reaching into his glove compartment and pulled out his set of nose plugs. Within moments, the two were back to making out without a care in the world.


Amy let out a deep sigh as she dropped the mop into the pail of dirty water. She lifted it out, letting the fetid water drip back into the bucket before she wrung it out and returned to mopping the grimy floor.

Amy was really beginning to regret taking the job at the fast food restaurant. The hours were long, the pay sucked, the clients were obnoxious, and worst of all it took away her time to be with Liz. A smile came to her face as she thought of her girlfriend, imagining a night in with her instead.

The front door opened and Amy’s smile disappeared. Speaking of obnoxious customers... she thought grimly. In had walked a trio of cheerleaders led by Vanessa. Amy didn’t have any problems with the other two cheerleaders, but Vanessa was a different story. They had been friends in elementary school, but as they got older they had drifted into different cliques. Vanessa now seemed to tease her whenever possible as if to distance that they could have ever possibly been friends. Amy dropped her mop back into the bucket with a thunk and returned to the counter.

“Welcome to General Burger, home of the Four Star Burger.  May I take your order?” Amy asked in her practiced delivery. Vanessa sneered superiorly at her and flipped her dirty blonde hair. “Hmm, I don’t know. Maybe we should go somewhere else. This type of food makes you fat. Just look at Amy.” Amy knew she was actually quite thin and the comment was just another of Vanessa’s barbs, but it still stung nonetheless. She simmered from behind the counter. “If you want some low calorie options, miss, I can make some suggestion. I can also recommend some other establishments if you would prefer.”

“Are you getting an attitude with me?” the cheerleader snapped. “No, miss,” Amy replied through gritted teeth, knowing the bully would just love to report her to her manager. Vanessa smirked and looked up at the menu. “One small fry and a large diet soda.”

Amy gave her tormentor her total and filled a massive cup of soda which she placed on the counter. Vanessa took the oversized cup, walked to the area Amy had just mopped, removed the lid, and dumped it on the floor. “Looks like you missed a spot,” she said smugly.

Amy was on the verge of tears. She turned around and angrily scooped fries into a small paper pouch. “I wish you would go soak your head,” she hissed under her breath.


Amy turned around with the fries in her hand. “Um, I haven’t ordered yet,” the cheerleader standing at the counter said. Amy looked at the small bag full of fries in her hand and laughed. “Sorry, it’s getting to the end of my shift. I must be running on autopilot.” The two cheerleaders laughed politely and pleasantly placing their orders before leaving. Amy let out a content sigh. Maybe not all customers were obnoxious.

She stepped out from behind the counter and returned to the mop. There was a massive puddle of soda on the floor and for the life of her, Amy had no idea where it came from. Gripping the long wooden handle, she pulled the mop out of the bucket.

Only now, it was not a normal mop. Vanessa’s head was at the bottom of the stick, her long hair soaked with the soiled cleaning water. She gasped and spat, trying to get the rancid taste out of her mouth. “Stop it! You’re only making more of a mess,” Amy said as she slapped the mop-girl’s head to the floor and used her long hair to clean up the mess.


“Oh! You look adorable!” Mistress Lisa squealed as she inspected Nadia. The blonde was in her default French maid uniform. Nadia, however, was completely naked. She squirmed under the gaze of her lover. She said nothing, but at the moment she was incapable of speaking anyways. She merely curtsied to Mistress Lisa.

A faint buzzing passed through both of their consciousnesses, the source of which they knew immediately. Master wanted to see them, and his desires were always met. Nadia quickly donned her own uniform, matching Mistress’. She adjusted it as they moved through the massive mansion towards Master’s quarters.

As they made their way towards Master, Nadia reflected on her current form which Mistress had warped her into. She was still mostly normal, a body, head, arms, legs. It was far from the strangest change Mistress had done to her. But it was the fact that she was so close to being normal but still so different that caused the changes to seem even more alien. Some parts did not feel right while other parts felt nothing at all. Particularly at her crotch. She felt neither empty nor full. She felt... solid.

Nadia’s thoughts were interrupted as they reached the door. The two paused, syncing themselves together. Of course, Mistress took lead and Nadia followed dutifully. The pair’s movements were perfectly synchronized by the mental link they shared with each other. They entered the room with the exact same gait, held their hands in the exact same pose, and curtsied at the exact same time. The only difference was that only Mistress Lisa spoke.

“How may we serve you, Master?”

Jon was sitting on the couch positioned in front of the suite’s fireplace. Nadia watched as Master’s gaze fell on her. An eyebrow raised in confusion as he saw her face. Nadia felt embarrassed... which in turn further fanned her arousal. However, it was a peculiar sensation. It did not radiate from a particular place, but rather throughout her entire being. Although what concerned Nadia the most, as always, was her Master’s approval.

“Uh, Lisa, what’s up with Nadia?” Jon asked in confusion, pointing at her face. Nadia felt her synchronized bond with her Mistress disconnect. However, Nadia remained at attention as Mistress Lisa let out an impish giggle. “I thought of a fun game to play with her, Master. A little bit of pleasure deprivation. She can get turned on, but can’t do anything about it!”

Nadia nodded, trying to convey both that Mistress Lisa’s description of her situation was accurate and that she was already incredibly aroused.

“Nadia, remove your uniform.”

Master’s casual instruction hit Nadia like a command from a deity. Her hands immediately began undoing and pulling at the garment she had only just put on. As it was stripped off of her, Nadia’s altered body was fully exposed. She looked down at her smooth breasts and waited for her Master’s reaction.

All of the pleasurable zones on Nadia’s body had been removed. The mound between her legs was flat and bare with no indication that her vagina had ever existed. The nipples that had once capped her perfect breasts were gone as well. Additionally, her breasts had lost all sense of stimulation, turning them into nothing more than smooth bags of fat on her chest. Even Nadia’s mouth was gone, a smooth patch of skin was all that was beneath her nose.

Jon looked over Nadia’s body, becoming increasingly curious. An impulse sprung up in Nadia’s mind. Master wanted to see her body, to explore her change. The naked girl quickly moved forward, excitement rising in her core. She crossed the room and moved in front of her Master. With him sitting on the couch, he was perfectly leveled with her vacant crotch. Nadia could sense that Master was curious if her puckered anus was also missing. Without hesitation, she turned around, bent over at the waist, reached behind herself, and spread her asscheeks to show him that her backdoor had vanished as well.

Jon reached forward and ran a finger up Nadia’s spread ass. A puff of air escaped Nadia’s nostrils as desire rose within her. Not from stimulation of the area, through. Her entire being was now no more sensitive than the back of her hand. No, it was because Master had touched her. She wished she could moan, to entice him. Maybe he would want to use her.

However, Mistress had other plans. Being linked with Nadia, she could sense what the altered girl desired. However, Mistress Lisa wasn’t done with her fun yet. “Master, how may we serve you?” she repeated politely as Jon stared at Nadia’s blank ass.

Master looked at Mistress and pulled his fingers out of Nadia’s asscrack. Disappointment flooded the transformed girl. She stood up and faced him, hoping he would release her from the prison of her own body.

“I’ve had a long day and was hoping for some release,” he started. Mistress Lisa moved forward, already removing her uniform to reveal her perfect body. Both Master and Nadia were captivated by her form as she strode towards them. Moving past Nadia, Mistress Lisa went to Master, straddling him in the couch and kissing him passionately. She rubbed her bare chest against his shirt and gyrated on his lap.

If Nadia could still make a noise, she would have been whining with need and envy. Master and Mistress, the two people she lusted after the most in the world, were pleasuring each other right in front of her and she could not do anything to relieve her need. The two continued to kiss, grope, and grind, their hums and grunts of pleasure filling the room. As Mistress nibbled on Master’s earlobe, she pulled back and whispered softly. The two looked at Nadia before Master gave a node.

The two stood up from the couch. Mistress Lisa moved to the bed, still unmade from earlier in the day, while Master began to undress. As he lowered his pants which were visibly wet from Lisa rubbing against them, he seemed to have an expression of disappointment as he looked between his legs. Nadia had no idea why. Master’s dick had never failed to pleasure them. Another puff of air escaped her nostrils as her unfocused arousal grew. Master looked at her momentarily before turning and moving towards the bed.

Nadia wanted to join them. After all, she still had her hands. If she pleasured her Master and Mistress, perhaps they would release her. Or, at least, give her some way to relieve her growing passions. But she knew this was not to be the case. She could feel the impulse from both of them gripping her will. She was to stay put and watch.

The two lovers began to make out even more, hands and then mouths exploring each other’s flesh. The fire of lust was building more and more within Nadia. She was quaking with need. But she remained unmoving as was desired, as was wordlessly commanded of her.

Nadia watched as Mistress Lisa pushed Master onto his back, turned around on the bed so that her back was to him, then straddled him in reverse cowgirl. Mistress Lisa looked into Nadia’s eyes as she slowly lowered herself onto their Master’s cock. As Master’s dick slowly slip up into Mistress’s pussy, Nadia felt her knees growing weak as jealousy joined the burning lust within her.

Mistress began to raise and lower herself, building a rhythm as she rode their Master. She raised her hands to her own chest, letting out a hum of pleasure as she played with her tits. Still, Nadia remained at attention, watching the scenario with rapt attention. “Nadia,” Mistress Lisa said in a pleasant voice over the sound of Master grunting, “play with yourself.”

Nadia’s hands went immediately from being clasped daintily in front of her to between her legs. Only it was still completely smooth with no opening. She explored and groping her body, looking for one part that might offer relief. She reached for her breasts, her ass, her face, mouth, arms, legs, hair, eyes, everywhere. She rubbed vigorously at the altered areas, hoping to illicit any stimulation. But she felt no form of relief. Instead, her search only flamed her desires to new peaks. She continued to search her body. Not just because the need for pleasure was consuming her, but also because Lisa had commanded her to.


The word rang like thunder. Nadia looked up to see that Mistress was standing directly in front of her. Master was asleep on the bed, spent. Nadia had no idea how long she had been lost in her inescapable haze of lust. Either despite or because Mistress Lisa had the disheveled appearance of being recently fucked, Nadia found her even more entrancing.

“Nadia, I think it’s time for you to have your turn,” Mistress said in a sweet voice. Nadia nodded her head enthusiastically. She reached up to embrace Lisa when she realized her arms felt rubbery and tingly at the same time, the telltale sign that they were changing. She looked down to see that her arms had completely retracted into her shoulders. She looked at Mistress Lisa in puzzlement. However, the blonde only responded by snapping her fingers.

Instantly, all of the need in Nadia’s body surged to her crotch and exploded. Her pussy was back! And it was hot, wet, and achingly empty. The sensation was overwhelming and Nadia instinctively tried to groan. All that came out, though, was a rush of air from her nostrils. She still had no mouth. Through blurry vision, she realized her breasts were still completely smooth, as well. Lisa had only returned her pussy while simultaneously removing her ability to pleasure herself.

Mistress Lisa watch Nadia for several moments. The raven haired beauty danced and bobbed, her legs flexing open and closed, as she tried to find some way to stimulate her slit. She was just about to grind her crotch against the arm of the couch she was standing next to when she suddenly found herself in free fall before landing with a soft thump of the plush carpet. Looking down past her ample breasts, Nadia saw that her legs had joined her arms and had completely vanished. If she still had the ability to speak, she would have let out a whine. Not just because she had been robbed of the ability to relieve herself, but also because the idea of being Mistress Lisa’s plaything to be changed at her whim further flamed the burning desire she felt in her neglected cunt.

Nadia started to flex and wiggle her limbless body, hoping to flip over and grind her crotch against the soft carpet for any sense of relief from the pleasurable torture she was locked in. However, her attempts we halted when Mistress Lisa effortlessly picked her, cradling her like a baby.

“Oh Nadia, you look absolutely adorable right now.” Nadia’s pleading eyes looked up at the stacked blonde, the pent up desire raging inside her driving her to madness.

“Let’s go to a guest room and entertain ourselves there.”

Nadia nodded enthusiastically, her pussy dripping heavily onto her Mistress. She smiled and leisurely strolled across the room and opened the door while Nadia twitched in her arms, quivering with need. 

Lisa looked back and and made sure Jon was still asleep before quietly closing the door. While Master slept, she would get to play with her Toy.


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Chick for a Dick: Wakey Wakey

Zoe woke up groggily. The mattress beneath her felt wrong. Not only was it lumpier than she was used to, it was also damp. She stretched slightly and felt sore, particularly in her ass and Sarah. She rolled over and gasped as she felt a tugging inside of her asshole. She reached behind herself and brought her hand to her asscrack. There was a long, hard cylinder inserted into her! She gripped it firmly and slowly pulled it out. As the invader exited her body, Zoe was shocked to find that she actually felt disappointedly empty without the hard shaft inserted into her sphincter.

A funny notion suddenly stuck Zoe. Huh... this looks like Athena’s room. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized that it looked like Athena’s room because it was Athena’s room. Zoe rolled over slowly, her hand still holding the shaft she had just pulled from her ass. Athena was asleep in the bed next to Zoe. She was laying on her back, slightly raised up because of all if the breasts she was laying on. Her legs were spread apart and her massive cock was laying limply between them. On her chest, her cock nipples had gone flaccid and shrunk to the size of fat thumbs. Her mouth pussy was caked with dried lubricant, its lips fluttering as she exhaled. Her tail snaked out from beneath her and led up into Zoe’s hand where the awoken girl was shocked to find herself holding the cock-tipped appendage.

Zoe suddenly recalled the events preceding her passing out. She looked down at her body. Her boobs were contently sleeping. She could feel Sarah was also asleep between her legs despite the lingering soreness of being stretched and pounded by Athena’s dick. And her ass-

The sounds of pots and pans downstairs immediately drew Zoe’s attention. Someone was home! She had just had a been fucked senseless by her best friend and now her mom was home! Zoe carefully laid the tail down on the bed, rolled over, and stood up. She needed her clothes! She looked around in desperation trying to identify her belongings in the dark room. She spied a patch of cloth thrown into the corner and as she retrieved it she realized it was her shredded panties. Zoe recalled that Athena had torn them right off of her before fucking her. A shiver passed through her as the memory replayed in her mind. Even though her pussy was asleep, Zoe heard Sarah smack her lips as drool began to gather in her mouth.

“Running off?”

Zoe dropped the destroyed underwear and spun around. Athena was awake and sitting up on the bed, watching her intently. Zoe could not help but marvel at Athena's body as she stood up, the cluster of tits on her back bouncing wildly against one another. Her fingertips danced through her mane of hair running down the center of her head, the breasts on either side of the top of her head jiggling as her hands brushed over them. Athena held up her hands to present her the mouths in the center of each palm.

“I’m sorry if I-“

“No!” Zoe burst out, cutting her friend's apology short. “No. This was good. Amazing, in fact. I... I’ve never felt like this before... with anyone.”

Athena’s mouths smiled widely and her tail swished hypnotically behind her.

“But,” Zoe continued, “it sounds like your mom’s home!”

Athena shrugged. “What are you so worried about? You’re over all the time.”

“Athena, I reek of sex, can’t walk right, and probably look like I just got the fucking of my life. Because, well, I did.”

“Um... I’m going to have to take your word for the smell. I don’t have a nose.”

“Athena! This is seriously!”

“Ok, ok. Um... ok! I’ll distract mom, you just leave. Be quiet and she’ll never even know you were here.”

“What about the smell?”

Athena blushed deeply, “She’s never mentioned a smell before when I’ve gotten myself off. It never occurred to me. Now that you mention it, I don't want to even think about how many times I must have sat across from her after... you know. Hopefully she won’t mention anything now.”

Zoe blushed as well, taking a moment to imagine Athena indulging in all of the pleasures she must have done with her body. Realizing Athena was staring at her, Zoe quickly began to gather her things. As she moved around the room, Athena watched her lustfully before moving to her closest and pulling out fresh clothes. Even though her body had changed drastically, she still maintained her goth fashion sense. However, her clothing options were much more limited. The tail she current;y sported meant that she wore almost exclusively skirts, while the tits bunched together on her back required that she wear shirts able to accommodate them. She finally settled on a black skirt with black lace and a black shirt made out of thin, stretchy material that was studded with metal rings and long, draping sleeves. Finally, she checked her reflection in her mirror and cleaned up the remaining evidence of her sexual exploits.

Zoe was already dressed and had an ear pressed to the door. “It sounds like she’s still in the kitchen,” she whispered. Athena leaned in and pressed her own ear to the door. The two listened intently for several seconds before realizing their faces were right next to each other. Both of them gazed deeply into the other’s eyes. Zoe smiled shyly and blushed as she pulled away from the door, much to Athena’s disappointment.

“So... I know we haven’t really talked about everything that’s happened...” Zoe started.

“I know. It’s ok. It just kind of happened. I’m not expecting this to be a thing. It’s alright.”

Zoe smirked. “Well, I am expecting it to be a thing.” Athena’s eyes widened and Zoe continued. “You’re my best friend, and that was the best sex I’ve ever had. I could get used to having a girlfriend who can make me feel that good. But we’ll talk about it later. And by ‘talk’ I mean ‘you fucking me,’ and ‘later’ means ‘tomorrow.’”

Athena couldn’t believe her ears. Zoe wanted to date! And have more sex! Tomorrow! She nodded enthusiastically, unable to say a word. Zoe giggled as she watched Athena’s cock-nipples tentpole in her shirt and her tail sway rapidly causing her skirt to ripple behind her. Zoe leaned in and gave Athena’s face-pussy a quick lick followed by a tender kiss.

“Ready?” Zoe asked, putting her hand on the doorknob. Athena gave a small groan of disappointment, but nodded. “Ready,” her hands said in unison. Zoe opened the door and hurried as silently as she could down the hallway towards the front door. She could hear Athena moving off into the kitchen and beginning to speak with her mother. Zoe unlocked the front door, opened it slowly, slipped through, and shut it behind her before dashing away from the house and down the sidewalk.

As she headed home, she reflected on the night. She was now in a lesbian relationship with her best friend. No, her girlfriend. The thought made her feel wet just thinking about it. She began to fantasize about what else she and Athena might be able to do, not realizing that each desire was continuously altering Athena more and more back at her house.


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Yesss! more interactions with Athena and zoe...I wonder if her mom is subject to being wished upon as well....

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Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Glad you’re enjoying it. Zoe and Athena’s relationship, and it’s effects on Athena, is unexpectedly become one part of the story that I’ve been having a lot of fun writing and coming up with new developments for the two of them. We’ll be seeing them again in later chapters, but for now we’re going to check in with the titular Chick:

Chick for a Dick: Karyn’s Homecoming

Karyn ran her fingers through her long blonde hair, savoring the sensation of soap and water frothing together atop her head. She had not been able to feel this thoroughly clean in a long time. Sure, Jon had bathed, but Karyn’s recent washings had mostly been a giant mouth sucking bodily fluids off of her.

Karyn paused at the thought, unknowingly straightening her back and standing more ridged. Life being human was way different than being a penis. The few hours since she had left Jon’s had really emphasized that. She had started by sprinting home as quickly as she could only to almost collapse on the sidewalk. Breathing and exercise seemed almost alien concepts to her, and she had quickly over exerted herself. After a brief breather, she had made it home.

Walking through the rooms of the house had felt like stepping into a dream. Conflicting memories fought each other. In one life, this had been her home for years.  Her family had moved in when she was still in elementary school. She had played in these rooms, cried here, celebrated holidays and birthdays. But another set of memories told her this was the first time she had ever stepped foot into these walls. It was the first time she had been away from Jon at all. She had always lived in his pants. Always been his penis. And to her, both were true.

She had quietly explored her strange, familiar home until her mom and dad had come home. She had greeted them with the enthusiasm of a long lost daughter, but to them it had only been hours since they had last seen each other. Dinner had also carried its share of awkward moments. Karyn’s mom had served a family staple of roasted chicken for dinner, but to Karyn it may as well have been a gourmet feast. It was the first food Karyn had tasted in over a week and flavors were amazing!

Karyn’s parents were a bit confused by Karyn’s enthusiastic approval of the meal, but her mother took the compliment in stride and turned to conversation to asking about Karyn’s day. Her parents had been upset when she offhandedly told them she had left school early with Jon (which was true enough). While her father approved of Jon’s incredible work ethic at school and was equally impressed with his massive fortune, he didn’t like the idea of him pulling Karyn needlessly out of class. Karyn’s mother was a bit suspicious of Jon’s intentions with her daughter, especially hearing he brought her to his house in the middle of a school day. She probed slightly, inquiring if anything “intimate” had occurred. If they only knew...

Karyn had headed straight for the shower following dinner. As the water caressed her body, she realized how tired she was. Walking everywhere, talking to people, eating, undressing, bathing... it was exhausting. As a penis, she just had to sit back and wait. Wait to be dressed, wait to pee, wait to be washed, wait to fuck. Hell, she didn’t even need to eat. Being human was filled with tedious necessities. A penis like her should-

Karyn froze, caught off guard by her own thoughts. She wasn’t a penis. She was a human.


Karyn turned off the water and exited the shower, careful to walk on the wet floor with her unsteady legs. She looked at her body in the semi-fogged mirror. Her massive breasts looked out of place on her lithe body. And this blonde hair. Why had she wished to have huge tits and blonde hair in the first place? She looked at her reflection as if wait for it to answer her.

Finally, she gave a sign and a shrug. She could live with the boobs and hair. In fact, she had known the way she and Jon had planned the wish that she would keep them rather than returning to her previous red hair and smaller bust. She liked her new breasts and thought they were sexy, but didn’t want to admit it to Jon. She was relieved when he had also overlooked that little detail, saving her from having to admit she wanted to keep her new tits.  She reached up and grabbed her chest, enjoying not just the sensation of being touched but relishing the novelty of having arms. She looked back into the mirror and saw a blonde, big-breasted knockout who was dripping wet and groping herself.

I want to fuck.

The impulse gripped her to the core. She began to breath heavily as the desired bubbled within her. She looked at her reflection and licked her lips before she cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples. She gasped as electricity shot from her breasts to between her legs. She felt herself growing wet, but something felt off. Something was missing...

She wrapped her hair in a towel before wrapping her body in a second towel, a pleasurable sensation filling her body as she did. Chalking it up to the soft warmth of the fabric, Karyn quickly left the bathroom, shuffled down the hall to her room and shut the door. I wish I had an attached bathroom. Maybe Jon would let me borrow the stone... she mused to herself. However, Karyn knew that if she had the stone, a new bathroom would be pretty low on her wishlist.

She let the towel around her body fall to the floor. She felt a pang of disappointment that she was no longer wrapped up, but her mind was running too fast to care.

If I had the stone... what _would_ I wish for?

Karyn sat on her bed and pulled out her laptop. She opened the internet and typed “hot guys” into the search bar. She started to scroll through the images, but found them disappointing. She cleared the search and tried “sexy guys.” The images became more risqué, but still did not stroke the passion welling up within her. “Naked guys,” she muttered as she typed in the new search. A wall of nude, chiseled men filled her screen. She clicked on a few and brushed her nether-lips softly, but she grew more and more disappointed until she cleared the search bar.

The room was still as Karyn contemplated the desires raging in her. She knew what she wanted. Her free hand went to the keyboard. “Naked girls.” Karyn felt herself becoming wetter as she looked at the screen. The flesh displayed on the screen was enticing... but she wanted more.

“Naked girls big tits.”

She inserted a finger into her wet slit, humming in pleasure. She looked at the bounty of breasts the internet had delivered to her. However, she found her eyes drifting lower in the pictures. She inserted another finger as she began typing “naked girls spread legs.”

The new images caused Karyn to moan with need. The lips; the pink walls; the wet, inviting warmth. A third finger spread her own sex as she typed “naked wet pussy close-up” and immediately clicked on the first image. Her breath caught in her throat as she beheld the image of a set of wet, pink lips spread invitingly open covering her screen. It was almost like it was big enough to stick her head into. Almost as if...

She clicked next, and another explicit image of a waiting sex appeared on screen. Then another. And another. And another. She was thrusting her fingers into herself, but felt no closer to relief.

She shrunk the window to half the screen and then accessed her own photos. She found a file from summer vacation and began scrolling. Photo after photo until she found one of her and Jon at the beach. The photo had been altered like the rest of reality where she was sporting her new breasts, almost overflowing out of her bikini top. Jon stood next to her, his wet swim trunks clinging to his body and outlining the bulge at his crotch.

Karyn looked at her screen. One half was a photo of a random vagina being spread wide, then a photo of her next to Jon. The forced perspective seemed as if the pussy was as big as them. Karyn clicked the mousepad and adjusted the window to crop Jon out of the image. All that was left was Karyn, with her giant breasts, looking like she was about to be sucked into the waiting sex next to her.

Karyn groaned at the thought. She restored the window and returned Jon to the screen. Her eyes fell on the bulge at his crotch. She quickened her pace. She wanted him. She wanted him to fuck her. She wanted him to fuck with her! She wanted to feel him inside her, and wanted him to fill others with her. He was her best friend, and she was his cock.

She felt her pussy clamp on her fingers. Her back went ridged and she opened her mouth, awaiting the stream of cum to erupt from her mouth. However, all that came out was a throaty cry. Even as the orgasm pulsed through her body, she heard heavy footsteps moving down the hall. Someone had heard her!

Karyn looked from her computer to the hand still inside of herself. Just as the doorknob jiggled, she shout. “I’m naked!” She winced at her own admission and quickly followed it with “I just got out of the shower.” The room was silent. Karyn felt her heart beating rapidly from both cumming and her precarious situation.

“What was the screaming about?”

“I... had a muscle cramp. My leg it, um, cramped up.”

Silence filled the room again. Karyn winced at the lameness of her excuse. She may as well have just admitted to what she had been doing. Finally her father spoke through the door. “Ok.” Karyn hear his footsteps moving away from the door and faded as they went back downstairs to leave her once more in silence.

Karyn slowly slid her fingers out if her pussy and looked at them. They were coated with her musky wetness. She extended her tongue and licked her index finger, tasting herself. She closed her eyes, savoring the flavor, comparing it to the different girls she had tasted in the past. She opened her eyes, looked to the door and let out a sigh.

“Sorry, daddy,” she whispered, “but your little girl is a cock.” She looked at her computer, still displaying a pussy close-up and her standing next to Jon. “And she loves it.”

Karyn closed the windows on the computer and shut it off. She got up, pulled back the covers, and climbed into bed. As she settled in, everything felt wrong. She tried to fluff her pillows, but that only made it worse. A bed, with sheets and pillows? That wasn’t how she wanted to sleep. She looked around the empty room, feeling incredibly alone.

“Karyn wants to be Jon’s penis.”

The words left her mouth before she realized she had said them. She paused, waiting, hoping. However, time ticked by and she remained alone in her dark bedroom. She thought about calling Jon, but rejected the idea. She had just escaped a fate of being trapped as his dick forever and now she wanted to ask to go back after not even half a day? He would think she was crazy.

Karyn let out a deep sigh and pulled back the covers. She knocked the pillows off the bed, spun so her head was facing the baseboard, then pulled the sheets back over herself. She brought her legs together and curled them close, trying to replicate the familiar bulge of Jon’s testicles beneath her. She held her arms stiffly to her sides, trying to pretend they weren’t there. She nuzzled her face into the soft sheets and mattress beneath her, trying to imagine it was Jon’s skin. “Karyn wants to be Jon’s penis,” she said again.

Karyn drifted to sleep repeating the phrase, hoping she would wake up back in Jon’s pants where she belonged.


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

This next chapter is my most anticipated one ever I think


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Chick for a Dick: Chick Isn't a Dick

As Karyn was falling asleep in her bed, Jon was just waking up in his. He looked around the room as his sleep addled mind tried to function. The dark room was dimly lit by a single lamp on his nightstand while a night sky was visible through the skylight above him.

Jon sat up, feeling a pang of hunger in his stomach. He was hungry. Extremely hungry. What had he-

Jon’s eyes went wide as he looked down at his unclothed crotch. He was starting at his penis. Not Karyn’s limbless body in place of his penis; but his own, normal penis. He briefly worried that he had somehow inadvertently wished her into being nothing but a normal penis. He felt relief rush through him as he quickly remembered that Karyn had been turned back into a human and had gone home. His relief eroded slightly as mild disappointment began to blossom within him.

He stood and shuffled to the bathroom as memories  from earlier in the day played through his head. After Karyn had left, Jon had realized how much he had missed her company; how boring it was to have a normal penis between his legs; and, after briefly jacking himself off, how much more pleasurable she had felt than his normal dick.

Jon moved to the toilet and prepared to relieve himself. As he reached down, he instinctively tried to grip his member as to account for Karyn’s boobs, to pull back her hair, and to support her length. Instead, his normal penis felt alien in his grip. He let out a disappointed sigh and released his bladder.

As he washed his hands, Jon recalled the rest of the day. He had been curious to see what sex with his normal dick was like, so he had summoned Lisa and Nadia to his room. Jon had been momentarily distracted from his lust after seeing what Lisa had done to Nadia. The blonde had really taken to his command to transform her friend in various ways. While some of her alterations were a bit weird, they were also extremely enticing. Nadia, for her part, also seemed to greatly enjoy being the guinea pig for Lisa’s newly established fetish. Lisa had been so aroused by transforming and playing with Nadia, she had even asked that Jon not include her in their sex to further tease her. After the sex started, everything became a bit of a blur.

Jon’s stomach gurgled loudly. It was no wonder he was so hungry. Jon had skipped eating lunch to work on changing Karyn back and then he had skipped dinner to fuck Lisa. He hadn’t eaten since breakfast!  Maybe he could go to the kitchen and-

There was a soft knock at his door before it softly opened. Lisa was standing at the door, dressed in her now familiar maid uniform holding a tray on which sat a rather appetizing looking sandwich. “Good evening, Master. I assumed that you would be hungry when you woke up so I took the liberty of preparing something for when you were ready.”

Jon moved forward and gave Lisa a kiss on the cheek before taking the tray from her hands. “Lisa, never change.”

The girl giggled. “But, Master, you change me all the time.”  A playful thought went through Jon’s head as he moved to the couch with his dinner. “You know what? I do. But I’m curious to see what ideas you would come up with. Lisa, transform yourself the way you were next planning to transform Nadia.”

Jon watched as Lisa gave a small yelp and went stiff before her entire body seemed to get sucked into her uniform which quickly dropped to the floor. A mass inside hit the plush carpet with a soft thud and Jon began to hear Lisa’s voice grunting from within the loose garment.

Jon watched as the lump inside the clothes began to move and shift as it made its way out. Jon smirked as he took in Lisa’s new form. The majority of her body had vanished. Her arms, legs, stomach, butt, shoulders... all gone.  Her breasts had remained but were now doubled, the four boobs pressed together in a four leaf clover formation. In the center where all of the breasts met, Lisa’s neck and head emerged. She looked up at Jon from the floor, a look of shock and amusement on her face. Her four breasts quickly began twitch and wiggle, allowing her to moved across the floor towards him. Her long blonde hair trailed  behind her.

“This is so weird. And so hot. Fuck, I think I’m even more turned being the one changed into this!”

Jon sat the tray onto the coffee table in front of the couch before picking up the sandwich and tacking a large bite out of it. Jon watched as Lisa’s compact form scuttled towards him and came to rest next to him, the top of her head even with his calf. “Master, I am sorry to interrupt, but could you please lift me up? I can’t get up on my own.”

Jon put down the sandwich before reaching down and grabbing Lisa, his hands sinking into her cleavage on opposite sides of her body to get a good grip on her core. Her breasts felt no different from how they normally did as his hands gripped them, despite their ability to now move. She gave a little squeal of joy as Jon lifted her off the floor and placed her on the couch next to him. However, as soon as Jon let go of her, she waddled on her four breasts to his lap where the underside of her body began to grind on his crotch. Jon grunted in surprise and arousal and began to feel his cock harden. As it did, he could feel wet folds teasing his dick head. Even as Jon was still going erect, Lisa began to pull his dick into the pussy on bottom of her body. Soon, Jon was completely erect and Lisa gave a content hum as she completely lowered herself to the hilt of her Master’s shaft and began to slowly raise and lower herself.

“Thank you, Master. Please, continue eating. I know you must be hungry, but I am compelled to behave this way. You enjoy your dinner, and I’ll take care of the rest,” the compressed girl said with a wink. Lisa continued to gyrate on his crotch as Jon reached for his plate and resumed eating, amused with Lisa’s behavior.

Lisa continued her ministrations the entire time Jon ate. Whenever Jon felt himself getting close to cumming, Lisa would instinctively slow her pace to prolong the experience. Jon had been done eating for several minutes and Lisa had continued to slide his dick in and out of herself. Jon was loving it, but did not know how much longer he could take. His passions rising, he reached down and fondled her four breasts in his lap. This caused her pace to wobble as her breasts’ movement was impaired, but she simply hummed pleasantly and continued to hump Jon as best as she could. Finally, the stimulation became too much and Jon felt himself about to cum. Without any direction, Lisa firmly planted herself onto Jon’s length and gripped down with her inner walls. Jon groaned as his seed was released into Lisa’s compressed form.

Jon let out a heavy sigh. The sex had been amazing, but it had not felt nearly as powerful as when Karyn had been between his legs. The feeling of her breasts as they rubbed the inside of a pussy, the feeling of her hips being gripped when he fully penetrated a girl, her muffled cries of pleasure, her own pleasure enhancing his... Having a normal penis just wasn’t the same.

“Karyn wants...”

Jon hesitated. Karyn had just turned back to normal and here he was selfishly wanting her back as his penis for his own pleasure. It wasn’t fair to her. Besides, they both needed to say the activation phrase for her to transform. There was no way she was saying the phrase at this exact moment for it to work anyways.

“Karyn wants what, Master?”

Jon looked down at Lisa resting in his lap who was looking up at him with a curious expression. “Uh, nothing. I was just thinking out loud.”

“Oh. Ok.”

Jon jolted and twitched as Lisa resumed pumping his softening cock, overstimulating his spent organ. “Lisa, stop!” he commanded. Lisa obediently stopped and smiled sweetly up at him from his lap. “Sorry, Master. I can’t control myself right now. I will resume whenever you are ready.”

“Lisa, tell me about this form. What was your plan for Nadia?”

“My plan was to make her the perfect little sexual lap pet. I was going to regrow my penis while you were at school and spend all day with her sitting in my lap and letting me fuck her. I could last as long as I want, never get sore, and could begin fucking her again right after cumming. I was going to turn her into this body and give her the impulse to keep riding my dick nonstop.”

“So me telling you to wait has to be pretty frustrating, huh?” The blonde bit her lower lip and nodded, causing her boobs to wobble and her slit to wiggle on Jon’s softening shaft. “Where is Nadia now?” Jon asked

“She’s in the kitchen, cleaning up and getting used to her new body.”

“You mean the body she had when you two were in here earlier?”

A cheerful smile came to Lisa’s face. “Oh no, Master. I was done playing with that form. I’ve already given Toy a whole different form.”


A playful smile spread on Lisa’s face. “Yes, Master. I love playing with her, using her. She just so adorable, watching that wonderful shocked expression that she gets each time I change her. And I can tell that she loves it as much as I do. ‘Toy’ just seemed like such a fitting name for her that I just sort of started calling her that. But I can stop if you wish.”

Jon couldn’t help but smile to himself, pleased with how well his unknown commands had taken hold of both girls. “No, I think it’s a wonderful name. Where is ‘Toy’ now?”

“Cleaning up the kitchen. Would you like to see her?” Lisa asked excitedly.

Jon shook his head. Whatever Lisa had already turned Nadia, Toy, into was no doubt made for sex, and Jon was both spent and tired. It could wait until the morning. “No, you can show her to me later. But right now, I should really go to bed.”

The smile on Lisa’s face wavered, but she dutifully scuttled off of Jon’s lap, his dick sliding out of her with a wet slurp. Before Jon could stand up, Lisa rotation her head 180 degrees on her neck so she was now facing back towards Jon’s lap, leaned in, and sucked their combined fluids off of Jon’s cock.

Jon grunted and ran his fingers through Lisa’s long hair as she cleaned him, earning a content hum from her. After several moments, she pulled her mouth off of Jon’s semi-erect member and gave it one last lick. Jon leaned in, kissed Lisa on the forehead, and moved to his bed. The bed was still partially stripped, with the sheets lying in a pile on the floor next to Lisa’s discarded uniform. Too tired to care, Jon flopped on to the bed and began to fluff his pillows.

“Uh, Master, what about me?”

Jon looked down and saw that Lisa had hopped off the sofa and had moved to his side. “I think you’re pretty cute right now. I think I’ll leave you that way for a bit,” he teased.

“In that case, could you help me up on the bed?”

“Didn’t you say that while you’re in that form you constantly need of be filled? Won’t you spend all night trying to ride my dick?”

“Maybe...” she said coyly.

Jon chuckled and reached down to once again lift Lisa off the floor. She giggled as Jon grabbed her boobs and lifted her up before playfully tossing her onto the mattress. She scurried to the middle of the bed, waiting for Jon to lay down. As he sat down, Lisa was already moving closer to his crotch.

“You know, it’s going to be really hard to get a good night’s sleep if you’re riding me all night.”

“I’m sorry! I can’t help it! The compulsion is too strong. I need to be fucked. I wanted Toy to be eager and insatiable.”

Jon signed. He could always turn Lisa back to her regular body, or even order the compulsion away. But he was having too much fun with her. If only...

Jon’s eyes fell onto the stone still sitting on his nightstand. An idea came to his mind. What could one wish hurt?

“Lisa, get me hard.” Lisa let out a squeal of excitement and shuffled herself between his legs where she began to enthusiastically suck him off again. Jon grunted as he felt his erection returning. In moments, his penis was rock hard. Jon looked at the stone in his hands, then at Lisa.

“Have fun. I wish that for tonight, no matter what happens, I will stay asleep until morning and awaken feeling well rested.”


The moment Jon spoke his wish, he immediately collapsed limply onto the bed in a deep sleep. The stone rolled out of his limp hand and fell forgotten onto the floor next to the bed. Lisa wobbled on her four tit limbs in excitement before scuttling up onto Jon’s hips and once more filling her needy slit with her Master’s cock. She bounced up and down slightly and slowly, savoring the sensation and feeling completely content.

Yeah, I’m definitely still going to use this change on Toy, Lisa thought as she continued to fuck her Master.


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

The anticipation for the next chapter(s) is getting worse by the month.

159 (edited by ekempo5000 2021-03-02 22:46)

Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Chick for a Dick: Chick Wants to be a Dick


The sound of a throat being cleared roused Jon from his slumber. He gave a soft groan as his eyes fluttered opened and gave a stretch as he felt his muscles coming to life. Suddenly, a new sensation flooded him as he felt his balls tense before a massive orgasm ripped through his body. His body clenched and his hands reflexively flew to his crotch only to meet a mass of soft flesh and hair. He looked down to see Lisa in her compressed form planted firmly on his dick. Jon shuddered as he released a massive load into the transformed girl.

The orgasm was amazing. Jon didn’t know if the sensation was because Lisa had been riding him all night or was a side effect of his wish, but it was an incredible rush of pleasure. Jon collapsed back into his plush pillows and basked in the wonderful afterglow. That’s when his gaze turned upwards and he saw Karyn standing next to the bed with an amused look on her face.

“Morning,” she said smugly.

Jon turned bright red. He was completely naked, sprawled out on his bed, and had just woken up cumming into his highly transformed love servant in front of his best friend. He gave a short, nervous laugh before looking for something to cover himself with. “Um... how long have you been here?”

“A while. I tried calling but got no answer so I figured I should head over. Luckily Nadia let me in.”

Karyn pointed and Jon’s eyes fell upon a second figure standing a few feet from the foot of his bed. She was wearing a bright neon pick dress which was reminiscent of a particular doll. This was fitting because Nadia had been transformed into a life sized doll version of herself. Her bronze skin had taken on a rubbery sheen and her dark hair was artificial and unnaturally stiff as it reached all the way to her ass. Her elbows were locked in a bent L-shape while her hands were set wide open with all of her fingers held together. It was almost reminiscent of when Jon had previously turned Lisa into a realistic sex doll except for the face. Her face was literally painted on with her unblinking amber eyes seeming slightly oversized in a stylized doll esthetic and her mouth frozen in a pleasant, but vacant, smile. She now completely embodied Lisa’s new name and position for her: Toy.

Jon’s thoughts were overloaded with Karyn’s unexpected presence, Nad- Toy’s new body, and the lingering orgasmic haze still dancing in his brain. From his crotch, Lisa let out a whine. “Aw, Karyn! You ruined the surprise!” Karyn looked at Jon with a bemused look. “What have all of you been up to after I left yesterday?”

“Don’t look at me! The way they are now was all her idea,” Jon said, pointing down towards Lisa. “Uh huh,” Karyn replied with playful condescension. Jon rolled his eyes and returned to looking for something to cover himself with. Unfortunately, his sheets were still in a pile on the floor. Besides Lisa’s bizarre body concealing his crotch, he was fully expose. “Oh, by the way,” Karyn said offhandedly as she held up a small object, “this was just sitting on the floor when I came in.”

Jon’s blood ran cold. It was the stone.

Silence filled the room. Jon didn’t dare breath. Karyn had control over all of reality in her hand. She could do anything. Hell, she may have changed everything single thing about him while he was asleep and he wouldn’t realize it. He was at her mercy.

“Seriously, Jon, you should really be more careful.” Jon was caught off guard when Karyn casually tossed the stone to him. He clumsily caught it and looked from it to Karyn and back. “Karyn, honestly, did you make any wishes just now?”

Karyn’s eyes glossed over and her posture relaxed. “No, I didn’t.”

Jon let out a sigh of relief

“You’re right, Karyn. I should be more careful. Lisa, um... Toy, I am ordering you to keep the stone away from anyone other than me and whoever I allow to use it. Right now, that’s just Karyn. If you see anyone else with it, do whatever you can to get it away from them.”

“Of course, Master!” Lisa complied with an enthusiastic hop. Jon grunted as the movement caused Lisa to hump his overstimulated dick. Toy only gave a sharp nod, apparently unable to speak at the moment. “Uh, girls, how about you give Karyn and me some privacy, ok? Lisa, you are allowed to change your body again.” Lisa obediently lifted herself off of Jon’s penis with a slick pop and slid off the bed before crawling across the floor on her four boobs. Toy turn stiffly and obediently followed behind her Mistress.

“Thank you, Master, but I think I might stay this way for a bit. I want to see how much fun we can have like this. Toy, get the door.”

Toy used both of her stiff hands to grasp the door knob and clumsily opened it for Lisa who quickly scurried through it and down the hall. Toy then passed through and turned to close the door behind them. Jon could have sworn the expression on her face seemed slightly more genuine, and eager, than it had been a moment earlier.

Karyn watched after them and shook her head in amusement. “‘Toy,’ huh?” she asked looking back towards the bed. Jon felt his blush deepen but said nothing as he quickly got up and recovered the discarded sheets off the floor to covered himself with.

“Don’t worry, Jon. It isn’t anything I haven’t already seen. Heck, it isn’t anything that I haven’t already been. “

Jon felt himself harden slightly, recalling the thrill of having Karyn as his penis. He silently shuffled over to his closet, hoping Karyn hadn’t noticed his arousal. Unknown to him, Karyn had indeed noticed, but decided to keep her observation to herself. A couple minutes later, Jon exited his walk-in closet fully dressed.

“So, how are you doing?”

Karyn wanted to tell Jon that she wanted to be his dick again. That she wanted to fuck girls all day. That she wanted them to use the stone to give them everything they wanted. Reality was theirs to control and play with at their whims and she want to experience everything that had to offer!

But what would he think? He’d probably believe she’d lost her mind to want to go back to being just a body part. She instead gave a nonchalant shrug. “Just getting back into the swing of things, I guess.” Jon nodded and an awkward silence filled the room.

Karyn looked at her watch. “Um... we should probably get going. I figured we could go to school together. You know... like we used to. Or still do. Or... whatever.”

“Yeah, I guess. Unless you want to skip?”

“Tempting, but my parents were already kinda mad I skipped half a day with you yesterday. Or at least that’s what happened in this version of reality. Besides, nothing will help me get back to normal like getting back to my regular routine, you know?”

Jon held back a sigh of relief. As much as he would have loved spending the day with Karyn, he didn’t know if he could continue to hide that he wanted her back in his pants. Perhaps she was right and they should just have a normal day. Or as normal as things can be these days, he thought with amusement as he thought about all of their transformed classmates.

“Ok. Give me a few to get ready and then drive us out there,” he said as he gestured towards his bathroom.

Karyn flashed him a smile and nodded. “No problem.” Jon returned the smile, stepped into the bathroom, and closed the door behind him. Karyn’s eyes went from the closed door to the nightstand beside Jon’s bed. Right where Jon had left the stone. For a second time, she was left alone with the powerful artifact. She took a step towards it, almost as if it was calling her. She hesitated, her indecisiveness battling within her. She could have anything she wanted...

Slowly, Karyn reached out and gingerly picked up the unassuming stone. She looked it over, almost shocked that it in no way gave an indication of the incredible power it possessed. That by holding it, she possessed. She looked back at the closed bathroom door, the faint sound of Jon urinating on the other side filled her with numerous memories of when she had been between his legs in that very same situation. She looked towards the hallway door, where Lisa and Nadia had just stepped through, and recalled so many times they had pleasured her erect body. She could almost taste the cum erupting through her.. but now, there was nothing. There was, of course, the hot emptiness between her legs. The desire rising in her. But her body, her human body, was not made to register the encompassing pleasure she had experienced. That she missed. That she needed.

She had wanted to tell Jon, but she was afraid what he would think. But, with the stone, she could have what she wanted more than anything. And she would help Jon understand.

"After all, turnabout is only fair," she whispered as she stared at the stone.

The flush of the toilet caused Karyn's heart to skip a beat. Shit! She'd have to make this fast! "Um, ok, uh, I wish that for the next week I was Jon's dick the way I was last week but this time I was the only one who remembered it!"


Jon stepped out of the bathroom and surveyed the empty bedroom. The room was empty, the stone laying on the bed where he left it. He briefly has a sense that he was missing something, but he quickly put the thought out of his head. It was time to get going. Jon crossed the room and picked up the stone. He smiled as he held it, ready for another fun filled day. He felt his dick harden in his pants. It had a mind of its own, but he couldn't help but revel in the growing arousal. He stuffed the stone in his pocket and headed for the door, unaware of just how much he had been changed. However, Karyn was also unaware of just how much her wish had changed him.


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Awesome, you're back!


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

nice to see that you are back smile


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

It's good to be back!

Chick for a Dick: TGIF

Jon bounded down the stairs with a spring in his step. It was Friday, he’d woken up to an amazing orgasm delivered by one of his two love slaves, and he was master of all reality.

“Life is good,” he mused.

Hearing the footsteps pitter-pattering down the stairs, Amanda rushed to the landing to investigate the commotion. Her tailed wagged wildly and her mouth was open in a wide smile, showing off her enlarged canines and her long tongue hung out of her mouth. The dog-girl welcomed Jon with and enthusiastic bark and jumped up on him and he came off the stairs, pressing her eight human breasts against him. Jon laughed and gently pushed her down. He patted her blonde hair and scratched behind her elongated left ear, causing her rear leg to kick in response.

“Morning, you silly bitch,” Jon said with a smile. Amanda looked up at him with her bright blue eyes. There was no intelligence or understanding behind them, just a pet’s adoration for its owner. Jon thought back to the previous weekend when the dog-girl had been screwed by his neighbor's golden lab. As amusing as it was to see the once proud manipulator get treated like a bitch in heat, Jon really didn’t want to deal with any puppies at the moment. He pulled his hand away from Amanda’s ear and pulled out the stone.

“Well, let’s just make sure. I wish Amanda was not impregnated when she had sex last Saturday.”

Jon was a little surprised that there was no flash. He could only assume that Amanda was not knocked up in the first place, so apparently the stone didn’t need to actually grant the wish. Either that, or the stone wasn’t working for some reason. That could be a huge problem. Jon decided a test was called for to make sure the stone was not on the fritz.

“Amanda, honestly, what was the name of the girl who wished you to be like this?”

Immediately, the vacant expression left the altered girl’s face and it contorted into a scowl. “It was that fucking bitch Miranda! She couldn’t handle a little competition and turned me into this freak!”

Jon let out a laugh. “Still angry about it, are we?” Amanda snarled, baring her transformed teeth. “Of course I’m still upset! I’m a dumb dog and I got fucked by some mutt!” Jon smiled. “Well, I wouldn’t want my precious pet to be unhappy,” he said mockingly. “I wish Miranda was my dog-girl pet like Amanda.”


Instantly, another dog-girl was now sitting on her haunches next to Amanda. Where as Amanda had been a stunning blonde with huge tits, Miranda was more of a girl-next-door cute with her auburn hair styled in a pixie cut. Her limbs had been replaces with those of a dog and her new fur matched her original hair color. She had eight breasts running down her torso, but they were significantly smaller than Amanda’s and speckled with freckles. Otherwise, she had the same tail, teeth, tongue, and ears as Amanda. And like the blonde, Miranda had a vacant stare behind her light brown eyes.

Jon looked his new pet over and had an amusing thought enter his head. “I know what will make the two of you best friends. I wish dog-Miranda had a male dog’s equipment between her legs.”


Miranda had once again been changed, now possessing a noticeable sheath and balls between her rear set of legs. However, the rest of her had remained unchanged. The feminine face, multiple breasts, all the rest of her was female except for the dog dick she now sported. Since both creatures lacked any understanding of human speech, neither Miranda nor Amanda reacted to the wishes Jon had openly spoken in front of them.

“There, now you don’t need to worry about any neighborhood dogs anymore, Amanda. And Miranda, you won't need to worry about Amanda stealing your boyfriends anymore because, well, now you're the boyfriend.” The transformed girls tilted there heads as they looked up at him, trying to comprehend what he was saying but only understanding their names. Jon laughed again and gave them both a quick pat on the top of the head before moving down the hall towards the kitchen, both pets following behind.

Well, the stone still works, Jon thought with satisfaction.


“Hello, Master!” Lisa called sweetly as Jon stepped into the kitchen. Amanda and Miranda rushed past him and quickly scoured the kitchen floor for scraps. Finding none, the two darted out back into the larger house. Maybe I’m going to end up with puppies after all Jon thought as he took a seat at the breakfast table.

Jon’s attention shifted to Lisa who was moving towards him carrying a plate in one hand and a glass of orange juice in the other. But the food she was carrying was the last thing Jon was interested in. Lisa has returned herself to her normal body, but she was still completely naked except for a neon pink latex apron that was stretched tightly over her massive tits. She smiled seductively at him as she placed his breakfast on the table. Jon realized his jaw was hanging open and quickly tried to regain his composure. Lisa let out an intoxicating giggle from his reaction. “You like?” she asked, spinning around to show off her scantily covered body and bare ass to her Master.

“You need to ask?” Jon responded, reaching out to caress her wide hips that were peeking out from behind the unusual garment. Lisa hummed in approval and moved forward, closing the distance between them enough to allow Jon to reach her ass.

Jon drank in the intoxicating beauty before him. The soft warmth of her firm ass in his hand, the inviting hums of pleasure she uttered from his touch, the scent of her hair mixing with the sweet smell of the waffles she had placed in front of him. She was his perfect little toy.


Jon’s gaze moved down to the apron that was squeaking and creaking against Lisa’s bare flesh. “Lisa, do I need to ask where this came from?” he asked as he groped her chest through the latex. Lisa giggled again. “You’re so clever, Master. Toy wasn’t much help to me making breakfast as she was, but I couldn’t bare to see that latex body of hers go away quite yet. So, I found a happy compromise.”

Jon looked closer at the apron. The vivid color was almost overwhelming and he almost had to look away to keep from straining his eyes against the sea of pink. But he continued to stare, looking for any indication that this... thing had once been a person. That it was in fact alive. But Jon saw nothing that betrayed the garment's true nature. If Lisa had chosen a more subtle appearance for her fellow slave, Jon would have never been the wiser.

It took a moment to register that the kitchen had gone still. He realized that Lisa had stopped humming and gyrating under his touch and was standing still before him. And he also realized that he had been staring at the part of the apron that was directly over Lisa’s tits. Jon briefly wondered if Lisa thought he was checking her out. Lisa smiled warmly. “I know it was not me you were admiring, Master, but Toy. I know all of your desires and I knew that you wanted to inspect her closer, so I was trying my best to let you see her without distraction. But, I’ll take it as a compliment that it’s here,” she said, moving her shoulders together and deepening her cleavage behind Toy’s altered form, “that you chose to focus.”

Jon smiled wryly and looked her over. As he took the first bit of his waffles, he played with the idea of having Lisa drop to her knees, scoot under the table, and suck him off until he blew his load all over her pretty face and the fetishized kitchen garment she had transformed her best friend into. The thought caused his dick to tentpole in his pants with anticipation while Lisa caressed her latex clad bosom and bit her lower lip, clearly aware of his unspoken desires and waiting for his command to pleasure him.

No, he thought. If he wanted to get to school on time, he’d have to start getting a move on. Not that he was worried about classes or grades. Quite the opposite. But there were always new transformed girls to spot around school. And if not, he could always have fun making some more. He absentmindedly patted his pocket, reassuring himself that the stone was there. He looked at Lisa and mentally commanded her to start cleaning, but to show off her body as she did.

Lisa’s lustful expression immediately melted away, replaced with a chipper smile as she spun dramatically to flourish her apron and headed towards to stove to begin cleaning. She swayed her hips exaggeratedly and looked over her shoulder to make sure her Master was enjoying the show.

Jon devoured his pancakes, eager to head out. “Lisa,” he said between the final bites, “have you seen Zoe this morning?” Lisa turned to face him and clasped her hands in front of her daintily. “I have not seen her, Master. But I did hear her walking past the kitchen door while I was cooking your breakfast. I believe she was heading towards the garage.”

Jon rolled his eyes. And now Zoe is just helping herself to my cars. I better get go see which one she took. He stood up and Lisa quickly moved to his side. She softly dabbed the sides of his mouth with a napkin and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Have a good day, Master.”

Jon wrapped his arms around her and kissed her fully, giving her ass one more firm squeeze. “After your chores, feel free to play with your Toy,” he said, running his finger down the pink apron. Lisa giggled. “Thank you, Master. I already have so many ideas for what to do with her.”


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Yeah, this is the kind of stuff I was thinking of when I compared this story to The Eyes of Kid Midas. TEKM progressed from “the MC is now wealthy” to “the girl who rejected the MC is 12 inches tall” to “the bully the MC disliked is condemned to eternal torment” to “the MC’s best friend just tried to kill him in order to stop the madness, and the MC accidentally erased him from existence,” and it didn’t stop for anything.


Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Chick for a Dick: Before the Storm

The sound of Jessie’s engine rumbled like thunder as Jon pulled the motorcycle-girl into the high school parking lot. He investigated the area, driving up and down the rows of cars until he spotted his target. Parked far away from the assembly of worn-out beaters and entry-level wanna-be sports cars typical of a school parking lot sat his glossy black luxury SUV. Well, she may have taken it without asking but at least she had the courtesy of parking it as far from everyone else as she could, Jon thought to himself.

He pulled into the open space next to his absconded vehicle and popped Jessie into neutral, drawing a groan from the altered girl that was noticeable even over the idling of her powerful motor. Jon smiled to himself, glad that his favorite vehicle was enjoying herself. She was fast, powerful, and beautiful. Everything you could want from a bike. But, it was the fact that she had once been the hot biker chick in school that really drove him crazy. A couple weeks ago, she was the bad girl that he didn't dare even imagine having the nerve to talk to. But now she was his. Literally. He had the title paperwork for her and everything. It was just a small sample of the fun the stone could create.

Jon lowered her kickstand and lifted his weight off of the plush leather seat Jessie’s luscious ass had been transformed into. As he reached for the key, Jessie looked back over her shoulder at her owner.

“Don’t keep me waiting too long, Jo-“

With a flick, Jon cut Jessie’s power, causing her engine to fall silent and leaving her frozen looking back with an invitingly sultry expression frozen on her chrome face.

Jon dismounted the girl’s mechanical body and took a moment to take in her impressive form. A perfect blend of mechanical craftsmanship and feminine allure. The stone had made Jessie into something equal parts amazing and desirable. Jon reached into his pocket, confirming the stone was still there. He glanced at Jessie, a sly grin coming to his face.

It was the start of another day of fun with the stone, and Jon knew just where to begin.


The hallways were already thinning out as Jon entered the building. The remaining students were quickly rushing into random doors, desperate to make it to class before they were marked late. It reminded him of cockroaches scurrying for cover when the lights were flipped on. He, thankfully, didn't need to worry about any of that. He didn’t need to rush to class, study hard, take tests, work for decent grades and all the rest of that bullshit. Yet another blessing the stone had provided. Nowadays, he was only at school because he chose to be. Being here provided him with entertainment. A whole school full of possibilities...

He felt himself growing hard, already excited at the opportunities for fun the day held in store for him. Of course, he could make one grandiose wish right now. Change everyone and everything to make them exactly how he wanted... but where was the fun in that?

No, Jon wanted fun. He wanted to play. But, every game needed rules. In a past reality, he had at best been a wallflower, but often he was the target of torment by so many of the pricks roaming these very halls. His thoughts drifted to Sarah, now stuck as his sister’s vagina; Amanda, now an animal-hybrid house pet; Grace, the self-riotous hypocrite now obssesed with licking any pussy she could get her cock-tongue into; and so many more. They received the punishments they deserved. And as for the others who never really wronged him? Well... it was still amusing watching what happened to them.

So, Jon decided on his rules for the day. First, he would not use his ability to adjust how attractive girls found him. He wanted to see how he would be treated without outside influences in play. Well, except for his wealth and perfect grades. No reason to deprive himself of those luxuries. Next, he would sit back and see how everyone behaved. If they treated him kindly, he’d provide them with blessings to better their lives. And if they treated him poorly, well... whatever he did to them would be their own faults. But, it might be difficult to use the stone throughout the day. People might hear the wishes he was making. Or even worse, pulling it out time and again might mean he could misplace it... or someone might somehow figure out the power it held. No, no he needed a different way to play his game.

Jon watched as the last student in the hall ran into their classroom and shut the door behind them, leaving him completely alone in the hallway. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the stone. He thought for a moment, thinking back to his lingering party wish which was still in effect on so many girls throughout the school. "Well, if I change them first, then the party wish will no longer effect them. But if this works the way I hope it will, well, if they might just find another change coming their way. I wish for the rest of the day that I can make a single wish on everyone in the school, excluding me, without needing to use the stone and that everyone will act as if I was the only one who heard it spoken."


Ok,hopefully that worked the way I'd hoped. Only one was to find out, I guess. Now, which way to Ms. Lee's class...

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Re: Chick for a Dick - by ekempo5000

Chick for a Dick: Slut for a Butt

Jon braced himself as he stood at the threshold to the classroom before him, bracing himself for the rush of knowledge that was about to hit him. He firmly turned the doorknob and stepped inside. But unlike previous times he had stepped into random classrooms, he did not feel a sudden rush of knowledge get dumped into his brain. Instead, there was a sudden clarity to information he already possessed. This was the first time he had joined a class which he already taken: Ms. Lee’s civics class. He had taken it the previous year, and now it was Zoe’s first class of the day.


Practically half the girls in the classroom spoke at the same time, sharing their announcement in unison. Jon rolled his eyes. Of course Zoe’s classes would be packed with more girls who have been altered. Since she was more likely to mess around with girls she had constant interaction with, it would have in turn made them open to Jon’s party wish from last weekend. A quick glance told him there was no way he’d be able to hear about all these girls’ changes before class wrapped up, and he had a more pressing issue to attend to at the moment. No, he was going to need a better way of checking out all of Zoe’s transformed lovers.

But that was a problem for later.

Right now, Jon had a different conundrum on his mind. He wondered if he had made a mistake by not making himself super attractive to the female population. He had gotten quite used to walking into a random classroom and having each coed, as well as the female teachers, drawn to him and soaking in his presence with lust clear in their eyes. Instead, he got a quick glance from the students before they went back to taking notes (or at least pretending to), and an acknowledging nod from Ms. Lee who had not stopped presenting her lesson at all during his arrival.

The only person in class who seemed to react  to his unexpected attendance was Zoe. Her face dropped as she realized her brother had decided to join her class, and she sunk slightly into her chair as if trying to hide from notice.

Jon smiled and strode into the room and down the aisle towards his sister. He had already wished in the hall for there to be a vacant desk available next to his sister, but the fact that she was seated in the far back of the room was an added bonus. It meant that not only could he speak with Zoe without Ms. Lee’s voice speaking over their conversation, but he could also mess with his sister without the teacher taking notice. He nonchalantly moved to the empty desk next to her.

By the time Jon slipped into the available seat, Zoe had started acting as if she was singularly focused on the teacher’s lecture, furiously scribbling notes without looking up.

“So... civics,” Jon half whispered. Zoe glanced at him out of the corner of her eye before looking back to her notebook as she intensified her writing. “Government... law... the perfect place to discuss auto theft.”

Zoe grimaced and put down the pencil before turning to look at him. “I’m sorry, ok?!” she hissed under her breath. “I didn’t think you would notice. Or care! You have, what, a hundred cars at the house? And it’s not like you couldn’t afford more. And you let me take one on Wednesday, so I figured it was fine.”

“You asked on Wednesday. And as I recall I didn’t get my car back until it was practically Thursday, given the time you got home.”

Jon watched her closely and could notice Zoe blush at the memory of why she had gotten home so late on Wednesday night. But Jon new his sister wasn’t the kind of girl to fold under pressure, so he wasn’t at all surprised when her blushing face into a scowl. “Look, I’m so sorry that I took one of the many cars in your endless collection,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “But can we not do this right now? I’m already having a bad enough day as it is, so I could really take a break from getting grilled on something that doesn’t really matter to you in the long run.”

“What? What are you talking about? What happened? Did you and Athena have a fight?”

Zoe’s eyes went wide and darted around the room before locking their gaze on him. “Can you please keep your voice down!” she hissed.

“Zoe, honestly, what happened that has you so upset?”

Her demeanor instantly change as her posture became relaxed and her scowl melted away in an expression of sadness and frustration. “I had this thrown at me before class started.” She reached into her bag and handed over a piece of paper that had been crumpled into a ball. Jon took it from her and spread it open. In the center of the page was a single, homophobic slur written in pink glitter ink.

“Are you fucking kidding me? Who did this?” Jon demanded. The bewitched Zoe casualty point further towards the front of the class at Kim. Jon’s blood boiled as he recalled his interaction earlier in the week when the bitch had mocked him in the locker room for popping a boner. It wasn’t his fault he was surrounded by hot, naked girls and his dick has a mind of its own. Jon was beginning to ponder possible punishments to inflict upon the homophobic bigot when Zoe spoke up.

“I’m not kidding you. Kim has been harassing me all morning. She happened to see me kiss Athena in the parking lot this morning and she’s been calling us slurs and mocking me ever since. No doubt I’m going to be getting shit for the rest off the day from her insufferable clique. I wish I could put that fucking asshole in her place.”


Instantly, Kim was gone. Her seat was now sitting empty. Fucking hypocrite, Jon thought. Kim had been effected by his lingering party wish from the previous weekend, meaning that after all of Kim’s torment towards Zoe for having a lesbian relationship, the two of them must have gotten it on in a previous reality. But that did leave a question. Jon looked over as his sister. “So, what happened to her?”

Zoe left out an annoyed sigh. “I put the asshole in her place,” she said with a grimace. Jon continued to stare at his sister, trying to figure out what she meant. It was then he noticed he was looking a few inches higher to meet her gaze. It was almost as if she was taller... or sitting on something...

Realization dawned on him and he pointed at her ass pressed against the desk seat. “Are you serious?! She’s your...?!”

Zoe rolled her eyes. “Yes, Jon, she’s my ass now, ok?!”

Jon lost it and began to laugh hysterically. Luckily, his outburst went unnoticed by the class as he still had Zoe locked in a trance. It was several minutes before he was able to regain his composure and explore the situation more.

“Zoe, could you please stand up and turn around?” he asked, still wiping tears from his eyes.

His sister obediently slipped out of her seat and turned to present her back to him. The first thing Jon noticed was how much Zoe’s ass had grown. Her original body had not been particularly curvy or voluptuous. She’d had noticeable hips, but her boobs and butt had been modest at best. But it appeared that much like how absorbing Tiffany and Amber into her tits had caused them to erupt into massive F-cups, which looked particularly enormous on her lithe frame, Kim’s alteration had transformed Zoe’s ass into a sensational bubblebutt. 

Jon blinked twice and, with the exception of a few pieces of jewelry and her black goth boots, Zoe was standing bare naked in the middle of the classroom. Jon immediately focused on his sister’s ass and found himself needing to admit it was actually quite spectacular. It was round, perky, and flawless. The only thing that seemed out of place was the set of honey-brown eyes, complete with the perfectly plucked eyebrows and primed lashes that had once been on Kim’s face. The rest of her, or what was left of her, appeared to be hidden within Zoe’s ample ass crack.

“Zoe, could you bend over and spread your ass?”

Zoe again followed his request, bending over at the waist before reaching behind herself, placing her hands on her plush ass cheeks, and spreading them apart. This revealed the rest of what was left of Kim. Her nose was still there, now placed so the bridge of her nose was exactly where the top of Zoe’s ass crack ended. When her ass cheeks were naturally pressed together, Kim’s nose was completely engulfed within them. As Jon expected, Kim’s mouth had completely replaced Zoe’s asshole. With Zoe bent over as she was, he could see Sarah’s face poking out from between her Zoe’s at her crotch. Jon was actually surprised to note how close Sarah and Kim’s faces were. If their normal heads had been pressed together as they were now, they would have been sharing a chin.

What surprised Jon even more, though, was the chrome buttplug that Kim was aggressively sucking on.

“Um, Zoe, why’s she got a buttplug in her, uh, ‘mouth?’”

“Because of my big mouth, that’s why. My wish made her into not just an asshole, but a fucking asshole. She’s an asshole that’s meant for fucking. Dammit, I’m so horny right now. I can’t wait for the end of the day so Athena can give my new asshole a hard facefucking.”

Jon snickered at her predicament. Well, I suppose this is a good start for stealing my car, he thought with amusement. Out of curiosity, he reach forward and tugged on the end of the plug in Kim’s mouth. The metal sex toy initially did not want to budge, with the butt-girl’s aggressive sucking offering significant resistance. Jon pulled with a bit firmer and the metal toy slid out from Kim’s mouth with a wet pop. This drew various moans and whimpers from Zoe and her various parts. Kim immediately extended her tongue out and reached towards Sarah, who responded in kind until the two of them were trying to offer each other some form of stimulation. It must have been working because Sarah was clearly drooling with Zoe’s arousal, a thick glistening sheen began to cover Zoe’s nethers and drip onto the floor.

Jon looked on as the two frenemies-turned-body-parts continued to do their best to make out. When their probing tongues would pass across each other’s it would cause Zoe to grunt and quiver.

“So, how does it feel to have the school’s biggest cunt and asshole as, well, your cunt and asshole?” Jon asked mockingly. Zoe continued to gasp and moan as her privates tried to get themselves off, but answered despite the distraction. “It’s- Ah!- fuck me, it feels sooo good, but I can barely function because I’m always so horny. And I - Ah! Ah! Ah! Uhhhhhhng- I have to keep that buttplug in not only so I can get some- uhg, yeah, get some you ass-slut- get some mild relief from Kim always being super horny, but I really need her to stop making out with Sarah before I get another urinary tract infection.”

As much as Jon was enjoying messing with his sister and relishing Kim’s fate, he didn’t want Zoe to deal with any actual health issues from their transformations. “Would you like me to do something to help with that?”

“YOU NEED TO FUCKING ASK?! What the fuck, Jon?!” Zoe screeched in response, all the while still presenting her spread ass to him.

Jon felt his benevolence slip away. He had offered to help and instead Zoe had snapped at him. So be it, he’d help, but not in a way she’d like. Jon moved the buttplug back towards Zoe’s ass. Once it was within reach, Kim greedily wrapped her tongue around in and pulled it back into her mouth, where she returned to sucking on it obscenely. “Zoe, would you sit in your desk, please?”

Zoe let go of her ass and the two jiggling globes of flesh immediately swallowed up Kim’s face, leaving only her eyes exposed. Zoe then sat down, moaning as Sarah’s moist lips were pressed against the cold plastic desk seat. She then proceeded to look straight ahead to the front of the room. Now that she was not looking away from him, Jon could see that Tiffany and Amber’s nipple-noses were hard and sticking out prominently in the middle of their faces on Zoe’s chest. Clearly all of Zoe’s parts were being effected by the addition of their host’s “fucking asshole.” Jon watched as they tried their best to stretch their tongues to lick their own nipples. Jon smiled wickedly, deciding that the show was so amusing that he’d just leave Zoe as a nudist for at least the rest of the day. Besides, he wanted a clear view if what he was about to do next.

“I wish Zoe no long crapped out poop, but instead would randomly shit out various objects and stuff which would change with each bowel movement, starting with... hmmm... how about... a bowling ball.”


Jon watched as Zoe’s eyes bulged wide as her stomach was instantly expanded to the point that she looked like she was at the midpoint of a pregnancy. Her body clenched as the massive object worked its was towards the end if her digestive track, a.k.a. Kim’s face. Zoe’s hand shot up and she immediately blurted out “MsLeeIreallyneedtousethebathroomrightNOW!”

She didn’t even wait for a response as she precariously rose from her seat and power waddled towards the door. Jon laughed, as did a few other students, and he wondered if anyone else noticed the chrome buttplug that was beginning to be pushed out from between Zoe’s ass cheeks.

I’d say that was sufficient payback for stealing the car, Jon thought with amusement. However, as fun as that had been, it was still not as personally rewarding as he would have liked. As Jon looked around the room, he had a couple more ideas on how to make the day more interesting...