The grin melted off of Jon’s face as he looked down the staircase to the entryway below. The mess before him was more that he could have ever imagined. He could see plastic party cups, an empty whiskey bottle, and several discarded articles of clothing littered the floor, along with a puddle from someone who was not able to make it to a bathroom as fast as Jon had. And that was only this small part of the massive house. Who knew what the rest of the place looked like? Even if he, Lisa, and Zoe worked every hour for the next week to clean this place, there was no way they would get the place clean before Mom got home. “Definitely using a wish,” he muttered.

Jon moved across the marble floor, careful not to step in the puddle of vomit. “Jon? Zoe? Is that you?” a voice called. “Who the hell is that?” Jon thought, walking into the sitting room just off the entry. He stepped in and looked around, seeing the room was empty. “Oh, it’s you, Jon” said the table. Jon’s mouth dropped. The coffee table was a girl! Or rather, a girl was now the coffee table. It looked as if someone had turned a girl completely into wood, removed her arms and legs, flattened out her midsection while leaving her head and ass intact, then attaching her arms and legs from the elbows and knees down to the bottom of her now flat body. He paced around her, taking note of her breasts hanging under the bottom of the table, and her spread butt cheeks, exposing her asshole and pussy. “Jon, people put cups on me and didn’t use coasters. Could you check for rings?” Jon stepped forward and removed the cups, rubbing his hand along her back. Her skin felt like grainy like wood, but still soft and warm like skin. He looked the girl in the face. “Um, there’s no marks,” he reported. “Thanks,” she said with a smile. Jon watched as her expression moved and shifted, her face made of living wood. “Oh, and Amanda has been running around here. Could you take care of her before she pees on me again?” Jon looked at her puzzled. “Yeah… sure,” he said. “Thanks,” the girl repeated. She then seemed to trance out and stared straight ahead.

Jon paced around her a couple more times. He didn’t even know who this girl was, but she was now a piece of furniture in his house. He reached forward and gently stroked her pussy lips. She moaned in response, breaking out of her trance and looking behind her as far as her neck could rotate. “Jon, that feels good, but I wouldn’t want you to get a sliver.” Jon grimaced at the thought and pulled his hand away. The table-girl soon rotated her head back to straight forward and reentered her trace, apparently spending most of her day like this. “What was she taking about? Amanda?” Jon wondered. “I’m going to need to need to check the rest of the house,” he thought, walking towards the basement staircase.

Jon entered the basement and was immediately filled with a sense of… disappointment. After see the “table-girl” (he reminded himself he would have to find out what her name was) he had expected to walk into the basement and see it absolutely filled with transformed girls, or at least the obvious aftermath of a school wide orgy right in his own basement. Instead, he saw more of what he had seen in the entrance upstairs: a giant mess. The floor was covered in trash, the tables were overflowing with plastic cups, the bar was being used as a make-shift bed by a boy he didn’t recognize, and the lights on the stage were still flashing in their programmed routine. There were a few other people spread around the room. One was sitting at a booth, his body slumped on the table with his head resting on his crossed arms. There were another two passed out in front of the bathroom who probably had passed out while waiting in line. The bathroom doors were ajar and he would need to inspect the private backrooms, but he didn’t see anything unusual. Much to his disappointment. Jon knew more girls had been transformed. He had felt it. Although, between the booze going to his head and the girls he had brought back to his room going after his other, or rather Karyn’s, head it was difficult to recall just how many times he had felt the little buzz in his head telling him another one of Zoe’s playthings had been changed. But he knew it had been more than he was seeing.

Jon decided to start his search in the private rooms. As he opened the first door, he was immediately overpower by a pungent smell, forcing him to slam the door shut. “What the fuck?” he cursed. Thinking back on the night before, Jon remembered who had been in this particular room: Amy and Liz. “So, that’s what horse cum smells like,” Jon said with a dry sarcastic tone. “I wonder how Liz enjoys having a horse dick now,” he chuckled. He paused a moment, an idea forming in his head. “That's something for later,” he mused as he moved to the next door. Jon opened the door and watched as a blade of light cut into the room and expanded as he opened the door fully. This was one of the rooms with a bed, and it was occupied by Renee, the girl with eight boobs, a couple of girls and a young looking guy. Like earlier, Renee was topless, and it was obvious the group had been getting trashed off of the booze she had been holding in her tits. All eight were now much smaller than Jon had seen last night, probably all around the B-cup range, their contents mostly drained. Jon was about to leave the room when he heard a buzzing sound. He turned back and stepped into the room, hope to find the cause. He gave a small shout as a small object flew across the room and stopped directly in front of his face.

“Oh Jon! Thank you for opening the door! I’ve been in here for hours! I followed my little brother to make sure he didn’t drink too much but the little snot never listens to me! So they were all drinking even Renee! She was actually reached her own tit for a sip which was actually kind of sexy but then everyone passed out! Can you believe that?! Anyways thank you for opening the door now I can get out!” Jon listed to the little voice talking a mile a second, trying to keep up. Jon focused on the figure before him. It was a girl, she stood about nine inches tall, and she hung suspended in the air in front of him with wings. Fly wings. As Jon looked closer, he saw looked mostly normal except for her size, the wings on her back, red compound eyes, an additional set of arms below her normal ones, and a fly’s abdomen sticking out of her ass. “Weird,” he muttered. “I know right!” the girl responded enthusiastically, oblivious to his stunned expression. “It wasn’t all bad though,” she said flying back to the unconscious Renee. The tiny girl landed on Renee’s stomach and in a jittery crawl on all four-er, sixes, she approached one of the unconscious girl’s breasts. As the fly-girl’s lower arms pushed on the tit almost as big as she was, the upper arms worked the nipple like she was kneading dough. Soon, a clear drop of liquid beaded on the tip of the nipple which the fly girl greedily sucked down. “I love rum,” she said, wiping her mouth. “A sweet, sugary liquor… no wonder she’s so hyper,” he thought.

Jon watched as the girl again took flight and made her way towards him. “Thanks for the great party Jon! It was a blast! One for the books!” She quickly darted forward and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then flew past him and out into the hall. “Well, that’s another one accounted for.” He looked back at Renee and the others, and slowly closed the door, letting them sleep.

Jon was just starting back upstairs, when he hear something moving around. Something fast and big. He nervously moved though the halls, afraid to run into whatever it was. After seeing Jennifer get changed into a toilet, Jon wasn’t sure he would like all of the changes the came out of the party wishes. What if the thing running around was some sort of monster? He couldn’t let it find him. He had to make it to the stone first. As he tip-toed his was back towards the stairs, he heard the table-girl’s voice again. “Jon?” it called. Jon quickly rushed into the sitting room and ducked down next to the table, putting her between him and the doorway. “Jon, what’s going on?” she asked. He quickly shushed her and listened for the sound again. He heard it again, further down the hall. “What is that?” he whispered. “What’s what?” the girl asked, louder than he would have liked. “That noise! The one moving around!” he hissed. “Oh, that must be Amanda. I told you, Jon, she has to go out. I hope she didn’t wreck something again. AMANDA!” the table shouted. Before Jon could stop her or run, he heard the noise moving closer… fast. Wreck something again. The words filled him with dread. Who, or better yet, what was Amanda? And what was it going to do to him when it found him?

Jon was just about to make a break for the stairs when a blur came flying around the corner and straight at him. It slammed into him with such force he fell back onto the table-girl, his attacker on top of him. Jon squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth, preparing to be savagely attacked… but no pain came. Whatever was on top of him was soft. And warm. And panting. He slowly opened his eyes. Directly in front of him was a large pair of breasts. Jon opened his eyes the rest of the way, taking in the sight. He glanced down and saw another pair of boobs, and another, and another. He briefly thought Renee had run into the room and tackled him until he felt a wet tongue lick the side of his face. He wiped off his cheek and shoved the thing off of him.

Amanda was not what he expected. She had a pretty face, deep blue eyes, a pert little nose, and lusciously long blonde hair. However, she also had furry, floppy ears the same color as her hair, pronounced canine teeth, and a long tongue hanging out of her mouth as she panted. Her body seemed to follow the bizarre pattern. She looked mostly human, with a normal looking human chest stomach, hips, and ass except there were eight breasts running down the front of her body. The top pair was a perky set of D-cups, then C-cup, B-cup, and the bottom pair A-cup. Her arms and legs were very different, though. From the shoulders down, she had the front legs and paws of what appeared to be a yellow lab, with similar hind legs replacing her real legs. Around her neck was a black collar with a silver tag. “Amanda,” Jon read out loud.

“BARK!” the dog-girl responded. Jon jumped back, surprised just how much like a real dog she sounded. “Uh, hi,” Jon ventured. “Bark!” She stared straight at him, her eyes seemed to be vacant of any real sense of comprehension or intelligence. Even though her body was more human, apparently her mind was more dog. “Uh, have to go out?” Amanda jumped up and dashed out of the room towards the front door. Jon watched her go, laughing a little at the wagging tail he had just noticed growing above her ass crack.

As Jon walked into the foyer, Amanda had her back to him, her undivided attention on the door. Jon was not sure how everyone else would react to a naked, multi-breasted dog-girl running around outside, but he was curious to see if this was considered “normal”. With a grin, Jon opened the door.

Amanda dashed out the open door like a bullet, running laps around Jon’s massive front yard. Her head was tilted upward, the sun shining on her face, the grass beneath her paws, and the breeze in her ears. Jon watched her from the front step, amazed how she was acting like a normal dog. “The stone certainly does weird things,” he thought, not enjoying it any less. Amanda stopped her running and tilted her head up, smelling the wind. She then dove her face into the grass and began to sniffing vigorously. Jon could see how focused she was, a look of concentration set on her face. Jon began to think maybe her intelligences was still there, she only had to find something to concentrate on and it would all flood back. This thought was quickly put out of his mind as Amanda spun around three times, squatted down, lifter her tail, and-

Jon quickly turned away. “I did not wanting to see that.” Jon was trying to get the image out of his head when he looked over at the driveway. “No fucking way,” he whispered. Jon walked towards the driveway as if in a trance. The shining, glittering image of metal, machinery, and power sat silent in front of him. He reached out and let his fingertips delicately slide over the polished metal. It was the most beautiful motorcycle he’d ever seen. That was mostly due to the fact that it was blended with an incredibly hot girl. Jessie, a girl from his history class, had a reputation for being a hardcore biker chick, but she was also really nice and outgoing. She was the perfect balance of naughty and nice, and now she sat in his driveway, a living embodiment of her passion.

The bike, Jessie, was unbelievable. Her body made up the core of the bike, with the gas tank cap between her shoulder blades, and her arms stretching forward and blending into shocks at her forearms which held the front tire in place. Her tits had been replaced with a pair of headlights, the pun of which was not lost on Jon. The seat, resting just where her hips blended into the rear of the bike, was stitched so the padding looked like her heart-shaped ass. Unlike the table-girl, Jessie’s skin not only had the texture of metal, but was just as hard. Yet there was still the gentle warmth in it like living flesh. Jon stepped to the front and leaned in so he was face to face with Jessie. With the way her body was leaning forward, Jessie’s head was tilted up so she could look straight ahead. Her hair was steel along with the rest of her, but it cascaded beautifully in gentle waves down her neck to her gas cap, as if it were an artist’s sculpture of hair perpetually caught in a powerful wind. The posture of her body along with the wind effect in her hair, even though she was sitting still, gave an amazing impression as if she were already flying down the road at high speeds. From the front, with the way she was leaning forward, her arms squeezing her “headlights” together, amplifying their cleavage, made her look like she was attempting to entice a waiting lover. She was power, speed and sex all at the same time.

Jon moved next to her and threw a leg over her back, straddling her and settling comfortably on her padded ass. He gently reached forward and took hold of the handlebars growing out of the backs of her shoulders. He gave them an experimental turn, and watched how Jessie’s arms rotated, synced with his movements. Jon couldn’t wait to try her out! He was just about to look for her key when her heard the shouting. “No, Ace! Bad dog! Leave it! LEAVE IT! Oh, damn it!” Jon spun around to see an attractive young woman standing at the end of his drive. He recognized her from a couple nights ago, she had been walking her dog when he was examining his “remodeled” house. Her shoulders were slumped, a look of contempt on her face. Jon turned to see what she was looking at…

Right in the middle of Jon’s lawn, Ace, the woman’s dog, was quite literally fucking Amanda doggie style. Jon’s jaw dropped. Amanda’s face had a look of pure lust on it, her tongue loosely hanging out of her mouth which was curled in a perverse smile and her eyes dreamily gazing up as Ace rammed into her from behind. Jon did not know what to do. He did not even know if this woman would consider Amanda some sort of freak of nature and go crazy. Before he could do anything, it became quite clear that Ace was well ahead of them. “I’m so sorry,” the woman said, walking up the drive towards Jon. “Usually nobody is out this early so I let him off his leash. I am so sorry.” Jon watched as the two “dogs” tried to separate, but they were knotted together. Jon could only shake his head. “I, uh, don’t suppose she spayed, is she?” The question hit Jon like a sledge hammer. “Uh, no, I don’t… think so.” The woman grimaced and looked back at the two trying to separate. “Well, at least they’re both yellow labs. If they have puppies, I’m sure we can work something out.” Jon leaned against Jessie, feeling his knees getting weak. “I suppose I should at least introduce myself. I’m Emma and that’s Ace,” she said, extending a hand. Jon took it, “Jon and, uh… Amanda.”

“I saw you had a party last night,” Emma said. “Oh, yeah, just a little get together,” Jon responded, trying to act casual. “Wow, I’d hate to see a big get together, or is that what was going on Friday night?” she asked coyly. Jon thought back and blushed, recalling how he had been so anxious to see his new house, he had run into the street with no pants on, right as Emma was coming by. “Oh, that, well,” he stammered. Emma giggled. “Actually, I kind of enjoyed the show. So, you going to take me for a ride with this thing sometime.” Jon’s eyes went wide. “What?!” Emma leaned in and patted Jessie under him. “That’s one hell of a bike you have there,” she said, giving a tiny glance at his crotch. I love that stone, he thought. “Sure, I’ll take you for a ride whenever you want,” he said in a playful tone. Emma giggled again. “Later tonight then. Say, six o’clock?” Jon nodded and watched as Amanda finally pulled herself off of Ace and came towards them. Emma quickly leashed Ace and said a quick goodbye to Jon before pulling the dog back home. Jon stood in the drive, holding Amanda by her collar. She looked up at him with the same vacant expression from earlier. “Puppies,” he muttered. “You are one dumb bitch.”

Opening the door, he was met with an incredibly erotic sight. Lisa was standing nude in his tub, her body wet and glistening, her nipples hard. Next to her was an almost unnoticeable Erin, her head was just breaking the surface of the water, giving the impression she was kneeling on the bottom of the tub. As she moved, Jon could see the curve of her hips break the surface just below her neck. “Hello, Master,” Lisa said pleasantly. Erin turned towards the door, a smile spreading across her face. “Hi, Jon. Lisa was helping me was my hair.” Erin waded over to the steps and walked out of the tub, exposing her alter form completely. Jon noticed her pussy was completely shaved, her landing strip from the night before was gone. “Another thing Lisa must have helped with,” Jon thought. She walked up to him, her head just coming to his waist. “I had fun last night. Did you?” Jon kneeled down and looked into her face. “To be honest, I don’t recall a whole lot of last night. I think I might have had a little too much.”

Erin rocked her hips slightly, apparently her version of a shrug. “Oh well, that just lets me show you a good time all over again. And it will still seem new to you the second time around,” she said with a wink. She leaned in and kissed him, her wet body pressing against him. “Oh, sorry. Looks like I got you a little wet,” Erin said, pulling back. “Looks like I did the same to you,” Jon said, running a finger along her folds. Erin blushed and slightly spread her legs. “Oh, you’re horrible, Jon” she said with a smile. “Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. I’ll let you two finish up. I’ll see you after your bath, ok?” Erin sighed as Jon pulled his hand away, missing his touch already. “Ok, we’ll have breakfast after we’re done here.”

“Sounds good. Lisa, show her the way to the kitchen when you‘re finished” Jon said as he stood up. “Of course, Master.” Jon turned and walked to the door, but paused and turned back. “Erin, honestly, how do you feel about not having a torso?” Erin froze in place, halfway on her way back to the tub. She turned around and looked up, starring into his eyes. For a moment, Jon was afraid his wish had not worked correctly and he had offended her. “I am used to it. It’s annoying not to be able to do a lot of things for myself, but I get by just fine.” Silence filled the room, as Erin waited for another question. “How would you react if the original you saw how you had been changed?”

“If I ever realized my change, I would get sooooo horny,” Erin responded with a grin. The answer took Jon back a bit. “Why would you be horny?”

“My biggest turn on had always been being bound. This is like the most ultimate version of having my arms always tied down. Since I know I can get by as I am, I would still be annoyed, but this body would turn me on nonstop.”

Erin returned to waiting for another question, but Jon was pretty pleased with what he had heard. He was glad that not only had his wish worked, but Erin was actually… pleased with her new form. “I’ll see you downstairs,” Jon said, acting like the conversation had never taken place. “See you in a few,” she responded, oblivious to the conversation they just had.
Jon stormed down the stairs as fast as he could, his steps banging loudly as he descended. Hearing the racket, Amanda dashed out of the sitting room and towards Jon, a wide smile on her face and her tail wagging, ready to play. Jon smiled as she approached him, almost hypnotized by her eight breasts jiggling as she bounced around the foyer, eager to play. “Amanda, sit!” Jon commanded. He was not surprised to see the dog-girl obediently plop her butt down on the floor, sitting like a normal dog. Her tail was still wagging, her mouth in a wide smile even as her long tongue hung out. Jon approached her and kneeled down in front of her. As he settled in front of her, Amanda shot forward and began to happily lick his face Jon grabbed her by the shoulders and held her back long enough to say “Amanda, honestly, what’s it like to be a dog-girl?”

Amanda leaned back, sitting again as she looked at Jon, her tail still wagging.

“Bark!”

Jon waited, but she only sat there, staring at him and wagging her tail. “I am going to need a different approach,” he thought. “Amanda, the original Amanda, honestly, what’s it like to be a dog-girl?”

“There are some things I am totally getting off on but, like, the rest totally sucks.” Surprised, Jon jumped back, almost falling over. He had gotten used to the girl’s happy barks, to hear her talk was actually a little… strange. “What parts do you like?”

“Well, the extra titties are just totally hot. I love how perky they all are. And, like, how super flexible I am now. After you went upstairs I was able to, like, lick my own pussy. The dog part of me wanted to clean up after peeing, but it felt so good I just couldn’t stop. Oh, and the new tongue is so hot. If I had this while I was still normal, I would totally have been putting it to good use.”

Jon shifted his dick- Karyn he had to remind himself- feeling her harden a little in his pants. Listening to Amanda talking about her tits and how she had licked herself out was definitely a turn on, and her valley-girl voice was only adding to the effect. “What don’t you like about it?”

Amanda’s tail stopped wagging. “One thing is that I totally let myself get fucked by some dog. And worse is while I should be all, like, super grossed out about it, I actually want it to happen again. I am, like, super horny right now. More horny than I’ve ever been before. I could smell him coming down the street and I knew that I totally wanted him to fuck me. I think I’m, like, in heat. Other than that, not having hands really sucks. And while being totally naked everywhere is a bit awkward, it‘s a little bit of a turn on.”

Jon sat in stunned silence, trying to take in everything he was hearing. By now he had a full hard on, listening to this ditzy half-animal-girl tell him in candid detail about how she was literally in heat. Amanda sat patiently waiting, her tail starting to lazily wag again. “Um, what were you doing before you were changed?” Amanda smiled widely, her tail returning to a full wag. “I was dancing with Will, this lame nobody who is totally below my league. We were on the dance floor, and I was letting him rub up on me. I could feel his little prick pressing into me. It was so hilarious.”

“Wait, wait. Why was that so funny?”

“Because I totally got him to break up with his girlfriend last week,” she said with a smug grin. “I heard her gossiping about me before spring break, so I went to Will and admitted my ‘true feelings’ for him. We had not even been back to class a full day before he broke up with her. Of course, I played the ditzy blonde, so everyone totally thought he was just some pig who wanted to play the field. The only one who had any clue was Miranda. It was all going perfect… until she wished everyone could see I was a bitch and ended up with floppy ears, a tail, and a sex drive that’s going to make me a total puppy factory.”

Jon leaned back, looking at Amanda in a new light. He had gotten used to her playfulness when she was in dog mode, and her “ditzy blonde” attitude had even tricked him. Well, whoever Miranda was, she had gotten her wish. Jon could now absolutely see Amanda for the bitch she was. Jon stood up, looking down at the dog-girl. “Well Amanda, I think that’s all I needed to know. Maybe down the line, I’ll think about fixing you. But first, I think you deserve a little punishment.”

“Arf!” Amanda barked in response. Since Jon had stopped asking questions, she had reverted to her current “normal” mindset. Jon held up his hand, acting like he had something hidden in his closed fist. “You want it? Do ya? You want it girl?” Amanda hopped up, ready to play; her tail wagging and her boobs jiggling wildly. “Go get it!” he yelled waving his arm in the direction of the staircase. Without a moment’s hesitation, Amanda darted up the stairs, furiously searching for the imaginary ball.

“What a dumb bitch,” Jon muttered as he walked towards the sitting room.

“I know, right? Look at this place! Geez, you’d think people would have more respect for someone’s home,? Erin said as she stepped further into the kitchen. Erin looked up at Olivia, as if she had just noticed her for the first time. Jon realized Erin had not actually paid Olivia any attention when she had first entered, Jon had still been questioning her. It was only after Jon talked to Erin the trance was broken. “Jeez, Olivia, are you trying to poke someone’s eye out??Jon looked at Olivia and could see her blushing deeply. She tried to press on her boobs slightly as if trying to make them shrink. It remind Jon of the times he had gotten a boner in class and was trying to make it go down before someone noticed. Erin moved closer and bumped hips with Olivia, as if she was trying to give her a teasing tap. “Don’t worry about it. I know what a tease Jon can be. Besides, none of us were complaining last night.?

Jon had been watching Olivia’s breasts shrinking more and more. At Erin’s comment about the previous night, he noticed they swelled up a little and remained their current size for a moment before continuing to shrink again. Jon guessed Olivia’s memories of the night before must have been pretty erotic. Too bad he didn’t remember anything.

“Master, would you like me to make breakfast for you and your guests before I begin cleaning??Lisa asked politely. Jon took another look around the kitchen, taking in the mess. Erin had move behind a counter, the top of her head just barely visible as she made her way around the room. “It doesn’t even look like there’s anything to make for breakfast,? she commented. Olivia returned to the cupboard she had been looking through when Jon had first entered, still completely naked. “Yeah, I’ve looked through most of the kitchen and it looks like everything has been picked through.? Jon frowned, annoyed at the mess. “Hang on one second, I’ll be right back.?

Jon stepped out into the hall and made sure the door closed behind him. He looked up and down the hall, making sure he was alone. Pulling the stone out of his pocket, he cupped it in his hands and pulled it close, as if he were going to share a secret with it. “I wish the house was clean from the party last night and the kitchen was full stocked with any food my guests and I could want.? Jon pocketed the stone and reentered the kitchen.

“How about sausage links??he heard Erin ask as he stepped in. The kitchen was completely different. The floor and counters were all spotless with not a single speck of food anywhere. All of the cabinets were closed except for one Olivia was looking through which was completely filled with boxes of food. “Ugh, I don’t eat pork,? she responded. “How about cinnamon rolls??Erin hopped into a stool at a high table against the far end of the room, her chin just barely above the tabletop. “I find it really hard to eat cinnamon rolls without making a mess,? she admitted. “Well, how about-?

“Both,? Jon cut in. Both girl turned to look at him, smiles on their faces. “Lisa, please make some sausage links for Erin, some cinnamon rolls for Olivia, and enough extra for the both of us.? Lisa nodded. “Right away, Master.? Lisa moved quickly, pulling out the necessary ingredients and utensils as if she had cooked in this kitchen a million times. Jon and Olivia joined Erin at the table, taking about the party while Lisa worked. Jon noticed Olivia’s breasts swelling a little each time he would turn her way, obviously loving whenever he would give her attention. Jon had thought about returning her clothes, but he was having too much fun. Before long, Lisa brought over plates, napkins, forks, and glasses (with a straw in Erin’s) and brought the food to the table. She then began cleaning up while the three ate. Jon watched as Erin as she leaned into the plate and used her tongue to tilt a sausage so she could more easily get it into her mouth. From there, she would slurp it in like an oversized spaghetti noodle and chew it before swallowing. When she noticed Jon’s gaze, she took the next one in her mouth and slowly sucked it in and out a couple time before extending her tongue and pulling the whole sausage in, letting out an obvious moan.

Olivia watched on, jealous of the competition. She took a bite of her roll, letting some of the gooey frosting fall onto her bare breast. “Jon, could you please wipe this off for me? she asked, leaning her chest towards him. With a smile, Jon reached over and ran his finger along her breast, wiping off the frosting. Before he could pull back, Olivia leaned in and sucked his finger clean. By the time she leaned back, Jon saw her breasts had already grown to large C-cups. The two girls glanced at each other, a playful look of competition in their eyes as the both turned their gaze to Jon. Jon held back a chuckle, wondering if he should make a wish for breakfast to always be this much fun.

“I had a lot of fun, Jon. Let me know when you’re next party’s going to be,? Olivia said with a wink. She leaning in and gave him a kiss before stepping out the door. Jon watched as she walked down the street, still completely naked. There were more joggers out by now, enjoying the beautiful Sunday morning. As they passed, their heads would turn as they looked her over, only to turn back an proceed on their way as if it were totally acceptable for this girl to be walking the streets nude. Blinking twice, Jon opened his eyes to see she was in a pair of high heels, tight jeans, and a low cut white shirt. The joggers around her never even batted an eye that clothing had magically appear on her.

“She may be able to wait until the next party, but I’m not,? a voice behind him said. Jon turned around and looked down, Erin smiley wryly up at him. Jon kneeled down, coming face to face with her. “And what did you have in mind??Erin swayed her hips, an inviting look in her eyes. “How about you give me a call this week and we can meet up for our own party. Any time you like, anything you like.? Jon smiled and reached forward, cupping her ass as he pulled her in close. “Deal,? he said, kissing her fully. A few moments later, the two pulled apart, looking deeply into each other’s eyes. “I need to get going. Hopefully my Mom falls for my story of staying over at a friend’s house. Just don’t leave me waiting too long, ok??

Jon nodded and stood up. “I’ll call you soon,? he promised. Erin smiled widely and stepped out the door. He watched as she walked to street and started down the sidewalk, noticing that she was turning back to see him every now and then. And each time she did, he could not help himself but smile a little wider. Jon waited until she was totally out of view before closing the door and heading back inside to inspect the rest of the house.

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Jon reentered the basement, a bit shocked by just how effective his wish had been. The whole place was completely clean. There was not a single errant cup on any of the tables, not a scuff on the dance floor, and the entire bar was freshly restocked with all of its bottles full and sealed. For a moment he wondered if the stone had just erased the fact a party had even occurred at all before he remembered Olivia mention it. “All of the fun with none of the mess,? he mused out loud as he walked towards the private rooms. Jon stood before the first door and took a couple deep breaths before opening the door and poking his head in. His eyes darted back and forth as he took in the room. The carpet was perfectly clean and the black leather couch looked like it had never even been sat on before. But what please Jon the most was the smell. The fresh, clean scent which filled the room. Only a couple hours earlier, the entire room had smelled like a barn. A particularly filth barn thanks to Liz’s new addition.

Jon closed the door and stepped back into the hallway. He briefly thought about checking the other rooms, but figured it was not that important. If the wish had worked well enough to clean the mess that Liz and Amy had left that room in, the rest had to be just fine. As Jon walked back into the dance area, he glanced over at the door for the bathroom which Jennifer had become a fixture in, literally. Curiosity filled Jon when he tried to figure out what sort of wish could have been made to turn the girl into a toilet, but his curiosity was shadowed by his disgust. He shuddered as he made his way towards the room. If nothing else, he just needed to make sure she was cleaned along with the rest of the house. Jon opened the door and flipped on the light, taking in the sight of the room. It looked just like any bathroom one might find in a good restaurant. Everything looked normal... until he looked into the toilet bowl. Jennifer’s face was still there, the same opaque white as the rest of the toilet, staring up at him through the clear water. A smile spread across her face as he came into view. Jon stood there a moment, still dumbfounded as to how the girl could be so carefree about her situation. As he continued to look at her, her expression changed. Her smile faded away, and her face tilted in the bottom of the bowl as she raised an eyebrow. She looked at his waist and back to his face. Jon could see she was confused, but why-

“Oh, shit,? he exclaimed as the realization hit him. She wanted him to... use her. Jon shook his head and raised his hands in from of him. “Uh, no. I don’t... I don’t have to go? he tried explaining. Jennifer’s expression only grew more confused as she looked up at him. Jon figured it was time for a new approach. “Jennifer, honestly, how do you feel about your change??Jon looked on, waiting for an answer, however the toilet-girl only stared back at him quizzically. A new realization hit Jon: She couldn’t hear him. Afraid the wish had made the girl deaf along with her other changes, Jon desperately reached for the handle on the tank and pulled it. Jennifer’s eyes went wide as her mouth snapped open under its own control and the clear water began flowing down her throat.

As the level of the water started to uncover Jennifer’s face, Jon tried to reach her again. “Jennifer! Can you hear me!? As the last of the water emptied down her throat, she nodded. “Yes, now I can hea-?she started as she was cut off by new water entering the bowl and covering her face once more. Jon stood up, his disgust replaced by annoyance. It would be impossible to carry on a conversation with her like this. He would need to think of a different approach and try again.

Jon stepped back, seeing the girl was more confused than ever but could not think of a way to convey an explanation. The thought briefly occurred to him to just use her to ease her mind, but his feelings of disgust quickly rejected the idea. With no other ideas, he simply turned off the lights, left the room, and started back towards the stairs.

Jon quickly headed down the hallway, into the foyer, and rush up the stairs. He was glad Zoe and Athena were happy with each other, but Athena’s new form was… not his type. Jon opened the door to his room and stepped inside, quickly closing the door behind him. “This is just getting too weird,” he said aloud. “What is, Master?” Jon jumped slightly as Lisa’s voice called out from the bathroom. Jon stepped into the room and found Lisa, still in her French maid uniform, cleaning up after Erin’s bath. “Nothing, it’s not important. Is the… uh… ’pool’ ready for another bath?” Lisa nodded with satisfaction. “Oh yes, Master. It was the first thing I cleaned so you would not need to wait.” Jon smiled and walked up to her, giving her a quick kiss. “Thanks, Lisa. I would like to be alone while I bathe. You know, relax a little.”

“Of course, Master,” she responded with a curtsy and started for the door. “Oh, and change out of the maid uniform,” he called after her. Lisa returned to the door, her top already undone. “As you wish, Master; but I would always be more than happy to wear it again for you,” she said as she slipped it off, revealing her nude body underneath. She bent over, making a show of her impressive cleavage for him, before picking up the uniform and closing the bathroom door.

Jon stripped off his shirt, throwing it next to the door. He knew Lisa would pick up his clothes and have them washed without him even needing to say a word. It was great having an ultimate sex toy, but even better having one who was the ultimate maid. Jon unbuttoned and lowered his pants, followed by his underwear. Karyn hung limply between his legs, her head dangling down towards the floor. He was a bit surprised she was not awake yet, but then again she did have a very active night.

Jon stepped out of his pants and kicked them over to join the shirt by the door. He walked over to the massive pool and dipped his toe in. The water was very warm, just the way he liked it. Between his recent interactions with Jennifer and then Athena, a bath was just the thing he needed to try and feel a little cleaner. However, nature was calling first. Jon walked over to the toilet and raised the lid and looked inside, incredibly relieved to see there was not a face at the bottom of this bowl. A shudder ran through Jon again, but it quickly passed, and he took Karyn in hand. Jon reached to the front of her length and pulled back her long blonde hair away from her face to keep it clear. She was still asleep, her face calm and serine. Jon gently aimed her down, and released the pressure inside him.

Karyn’s mouth opened on its own as the stream of urine started flowing out. A moment later, her eyes fluttered open as she started to awaken. Realizing what was happening, Karyn simply opened her mouth wider and straightened her neck, helping the urine to flow easier as if it were only natural for her. Jon watcher her as her eyes calmly look around the room, taking in the sights as she waited for the task at hand to finish. Jon realized she must spend so much time in the dark space of his pants that even being taken out to be used to take a piss must be like a sight seeing vacation. Karyn looked up, noticing Jon’s stare and the corners of her mouth lifted up slightly as she smiled while still trying to keep her mouth open for the task as hand. A couple moments later, the stream started to die down and Jon tilted her lower. The last few drops dripping out of her mouth Jon released her length.

“Morning, Jon,” she said happily, twisting her back in a stretch. “Morning? It’s early afternoon,” he replied as he flushed the toilet. “Morning, noon, night, it’s not like it matters much to me,” she said causally. “However, last night was fucking wild,” she continued. “I can’t remember a time where you used me so much in a single night. It was incredible!” Jon looked down at her, a wide smile on her face as she became semi-erect. “I… well… I actually don’t remember any of it,” Jon confessed. “What?!” Karyn cried out. “Jon, it was amazing! I was in so many pussies I could not tell who was who. As soon as I was pulled out of one, there was immediately another, and another, or a mouth, and then at the end, there was that perfect ass,” she said dreamily. “Wait, what?!” Jon cried out. “Yeah, it was so awesome. I was inside of one of the girls, like I said, I couldn’t tell which, it was all kind of a blur. There was another one who was sucking on our balls, and damn was she good with her tongue. So, this girl I’m inside of is riding me hard when all of the sudden she stops. I am waiting for her to start up again when she instead started to lift off of me. I was going to start pouting when I look up and see this hot asshole hovering right over me. I don’t even have the time to say anything before it begins to lower on to me.”

Jon watched as Karyn continued her story. She was fully erect by now, so much pre-cum flowing out of her mouth she had to slurp it back in and swallow it as she talked. Even then, her face was coated with it. “And, you… liked it?” Jon asked. She looked up at him, a perplexed look on her face. “Well, yeah! I mean, what cock wouldn’t like being in a sexy girl’s tight back door!” Jon shook his head, amused. It was always a touch odd to him each time Karyn would enthusiastically refer to herself as a penis. “So then what happened?” Karyn closed her eyes and licked up the clear fluid near her mouth. “She slowly pulled me into her, her asshole puckering around me as I was going further and further in. I ended up filling her but I was not fully inside of her. It was a little disappoint but then someone started to lick at my pussy. Well, that drove you over the edge because you started pounding her so hard even I could hear her screaming! ‘Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Pound my ass, Jon! Fill my tight ass!” Jon wrapped his hand around Karyn. No only was her account incredibly arousing, but hearing a girl who he had such a massive crush on for years calling to him by name to fuck her ass was almost more than he could bear.

“Then what?” he asked, slowly stroking her. Karyn moaned and continued. “What else? I blew my load into her ass! Even as I did she just kept squeezing down on me. It was the last thing I remember before I passed out, it was just too much. The next time I woke up, I was already back in your pants. You were sitting down, and it sounded like you might have been eating. So, I just went back to sleep. Please, Jon, don’t leave me so turned on,” she pleaded.

Jon released his grip then tuned towards the door. “Lisa,” he called. The door swung open and Lisa stepped in, still naked. Karyn released a sexy moan as the girl came into view. “You didn’t tell me what other clothes to change into,” she stated. Jon didn’t say a word, instead only commandingly pointed at Karyn standing proudly between his legs. Lisa immediately crossed the room, dropped to her knees, and took Karyn’s full length into her mouth and down her throat. Jon gasped and reached down, placing his hands on the back of Lisa’s head while pressing his hips forward. He ran his fingers through her golden hair as she continued to milk Karyn with her throat. It did not take Jon long to cum, Lisa eagerly sucking down his load. Slowly, she pulled back, Karyn’s body sliding out of her mouth. Karyn hung between his legs, covered in cum and saliva, a dazed expression on her face as she began to soften. Lisa stood up and moved closer to Jon, her breasts pressed firmly into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, feeling her soft flesh, and rested his head on hers, the sweet smell of her hair enveloping him. “Will there be anything else, Master?” she ask, reaching down to grip Karyn firmly, causing the penis-girl to gasp in pleasure. “Not… right… now,” Jon panted. Lisa smiled broadly, pleased that she had done such a good job. She released Karyn and brought the hand to her mouth, licking off the lingering drops of her master’s cum. Jon lowered his arms, releasing her. She moved up, giving him a tender kiss on the cheek before stepping out of the bathroom, again closing the door.

Jon stumbled back a couple steps, almost falling into the enormous bathtub. He turned around and proceeded down the steps, the water quickly rising up to his waist. He looked under the clear water at Karyn. She was now asleep again, the powerful orgasm robbing her of her strength. Jon moved to the wall of the pool and sat down, the his head alone breaking the surface of the water. The image made him remember Erin as he had seen her in the tube earlier. He looked down and saw Karyn twitch as he remembered the torso-less girl. As Jon looked at Karyn, he thought about using his new ability with her. As he thought about it, his blood ran cold. What if she was miserable like this? What if she was happy? The “what ifs” began to pile up until a wave of calmness passed over him. She already said she was enjoying herself for the time being. He’d deal with things later. Jon took a deep breath and tilted his head back. It had been a busy day, full of interesting sights, and there was still more to do. At least for now, he was enjoying a few minutes to himself. Karyn shifted slightly, snuggling up to Jon’s leg as she slept. Or at least, as alone as he could get these days.

Jon picked up the stone and slipped it into the pocket of his bathrobe and stepped into his office, jumping slightly as he came face to face with the still nude Lisa. “I heard you talking to your sister, Master. Thank you for standing up for me. Although I am happy to be yours, I do dislike people considering me to be just some piece of property.” Jon waved a hand, dismissing the notion. “Lisa, I know better, and I will not let anyone disrespect you.” Lisa smiled warmly at him. “Thank you, Master. Also, what did you mean by giving me a ‘little break’,” she asked, a sense of curiosity in her tone. Jon walked up to her and tenderly took her hands into his, and looked into her eyes. “I know that you are happy serving me, and I enjoy having you here with me. But, it must get boring sitting around this house all day, doing my chores and just waiting for me to summon you.” Lisa shook her head slightly. “Not at all, Master. I exist to serve you now.”

Jon sighed, collecting his thoughts to try again. “I know you do, Lisa. But I want you to live for more, too. Your wish has really changed you, so I want you to have a night out, having some normal fun, without needing to depend on me.” Lisa’s face dropped, an almost desperate expression filling her face. “Are you sending me away, Master?” Jon sighed sympathetically and cupped her cheek with his hand. “Not at all.” Lisa’s released a relieved sigh, but her expression did not improve much. “Then, what are you planning, Master?”

“Lisa, does everyone think of you as a sex toy?” he asked, ignoring her question. “Almost everyone I spoke with at the party seemed to think so. In this reality, it apparently caused quite a commotion among the students at our school when it was learned I volunteered for the process to make me into an ultimate pleasure servant. Some of my old friends asked me what it was like, how I felt, and what you liked to use me for. A few even seemed to think of me as only some sort of mindless doll now.” Jon stepped back and started walking around her, looking her body over. “If you changed your form, would people know it is you?” She turned her head to face him but left the rest of her body standing at attention. “Oh no, Master. I am capable of passing myself off as a different person and, if need be, act independently in society if that is your wish.” Jon stepped back in front of her and looked into her eyes. “Master?”

“Lisa, I want you to change you appearance so you look different so you will not be recognizable as yourself but still attractive, and stay at the same age as you are now. I want you to think you are a girl that goes to our school named ‘Lilly’ and you were at the party last night, but you are only now just leaving. I want you to act and feel as an independent person, forgetting about being my love servant, your wish which transformed you, the stone, the time you have spend here as my servant, and any control I have over you and to just go out and have fun for the night as a normal person. You will think your appearance and identity are real for while you have them and you will not react to my control or influence unless I speak commands out loud for you. After I am done with my date tonight and return home, you will feel an irresistible urge to return here and see me. At that time I will give you your next commands. These changes will begin now.”

Jon jumped back as Lisa’s head twitched and cock to one side. Her entire body flowed like water as she changed. Her hair became brown, shrank to her shoulders and became slightly curly. Her cheekbones became less prominent, giving her face a slightly rounder look while her nose shrank into a cute button. Her lips changed their natural tone but remained as full as before while her eyes become hazel with flecks of coppery brown within them. Her impressive bust shrank down to a modest B-cup and her nipples became a dark tan color. Her hips and ass flared out slightly, making her hips her most prominent feature while a patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair in the shape of a heart grew above her clit. Her entire skin tone then darken from her natural white skin to a light olive. Finally, she shrank down, losing height until she stood at about 5’4”. Her eyes fluttered briefly and then snapped open, staring at him.

“Oh shit,” she said, her voice different along with the rest of her body. “Jon, I am so sorry. I don’t know how I ended up in here. I mean, we didn’t… you know?” she trailed off. Her speech pattern was no longer the sweet, submissive one he had gotten so used to. She now sounded like a normal girl, and apparently her personality leaned more towards the timid side as opposed to Lisa’s original bold, outgoing one. “No,” he said, not sure if he was lying or not. He had of course had sex with Lisa many times before, but now that she was “Lilly”, he had not really had any type of sexual encounter with her. “I was just wrapping up a bath and came in here. You were asleep on the couch,” he said, pointing at a leather couch next to a coffee table sitting in the room. “Where are my clothes?” she asked, covering herself as best she could as her whole body began to blush. “They are in the other room in a pile on the floor,” he said. The girl quickly ran past him and into the other room. Jon reached into his pocket and gripped the stone while his other hand covered his mouth to muffle his voice. “I wish Lisa, currently ‘Lilly‘, was dressed in clothes which match her current style and personality,” he whispered.

There was a small flash and Jon peeked back into the room to see “Lilly” standing next to the bed. She was wearing a green top and padded bra, enhancing her bust and a pair of low cut jeans which emphasized her hips. She looked over and saw him, her blush returning even with her now being completely clothed. “I’m sorry, Jon,” she repeated. “I didn’t mean to pass out in your bedroom. I don’t even remember having anything to drink last night,” she said. “It’s no problem. It’s not like you were naked or anything,” he said, knowing she would be oblivious to the fact that she had been just seconds earlier since reality had changed. Jon watched as her blush deepened and she looked down at the floor. She was actually pretty cute in an awkward way. “You haven’t seen my purse, have you?” she asked. Jon shrugged and shook his head. “I haven’t but if it turns up, I’ll let you know. Tell you what,” Jon said as he opened a drawer on his end table and pulled some money out of his wallet and handed her the bills, “take this to get you by and you can pay me back after you find your purse. I insist.” The girl smiled and looked into his eyes, timidly taking the bills from his out stretched hand. “Thanks, Jon. I’ll pay you back right away. And if you find a purse around here and the ID inside says ‘Lilly’, that’s mine.”

“I’ll keep an eye out for it,” he promised. “Lilly” smiled and started heading for the bedroom door. “Um, how do I get outside?” she asked. “Turn right, go down the stairs, and the front door is right there.” She stuck her head out into the hallway and looked right, seeing the staircase. She looked back at Jon. “Um, see you around?” she said in a hopeful tone. “Yeah,” he said knowingly. “I’ll see you later.”

Jon opened the door to his closet and stepped inside. As he walked past the long rows of clothing on either side of him, almost over flowing off the racks, he realized he had not really inspected his new wardrobe in the time since he had conjured it up. Everything he had worn in the past couple days had been picked out for him by Lisa. As he thought back on it, he realized just how good her sense of fashion had been as well as how impressive it was to even find anything amongst the seemingly endless supply of clothing.

As he walked down the aisle of clothing a motor cycle helmet sitting on a shelf caught his eye. Jon was relieved to see that additional riding clothes were located near it. “That’s one problem solved,” he thought. Jon emerged from the closet with the bundle of clothes in his arms and threw his selection down onto his bed. Nodding with approval, he reached down and removed the stone from his robe pocket. “First things first,” he said, thinking over his next round of wishes. “I wish I will never cause or be involved in a traffic accident. I wish none of my vehicles will ever be stolen or vandalized. I wish I was an accomplished and knowledgeable motorcycle rider capable of advance maneuvers and tricks with a bike.”

Flash

Though he didn’t feel any different, Jon knew he would not have any problems taking his new motorcycle for its maiden ride. Jon grinned silently at the unintentional pun, seeing as how the motorcycle he was taking out had, up until last night, been a girl. Jon just shrugged and started to undo the robe belt. He could just ask Jessie what she thought of her new body when he got outside.

Jon shrugged the robe off and let it fall to the floor. He looked down and saw Karyn was still asleep, dangling limply between his legs with a lazy smile on her face. “She’s going to be even happier when she wakes up and I’ve got Emma with me,” he thought mischievously. He reached down and began to dress, hoping to let Karyn rest as much as possible so she would not wake up until it was time for another round of fun. As Jon pulled up his pants zipper, he felt Karyn shift her form and nuzzle up into the cloth of his underwear, contently wrapped up in her now familiar world.

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Jon practically sprinted down the stairs, almost giddy for his ride. Amanda, hearing the commotion, ran into the foyer. Her long tongue was hanging out of her mouth with her enhanced canine teeth showing prominently, her lips pulled back in a vacant grin. Her tail wagged rapidly to emphasize her mood. Jon reached down an petted her head, his fingers running though her still human hair. In response, the dog-girl rolled on to her back, exposing her eight breasts. Jon shrugged and reached down, giving each set a firm squeeze. Amanda let out a pleasant groan as her right rear leg began to kick at the air. After giving the strange belly rub, Jon looked Amanda in the eye. “Zoe is going to take care of you tonight. Let her know when you need to go out,” he said, looking down at her. “Bark!” she responded, the familiar vacant expression in her eyes. Jon rolled his eyes. “Why do I even bother?” he playfully mussed as he stepped out the front door.

Jon walked down the marble walkway from his front door to his driveway, his gaze locked on Jessie’s red and chrome form. He approached her and gently slit his fingertips across her new body. It was hard and glossy to the touch, yet warm as living flesh. He stepped in front of her and kneeled down, coming face to face with the transformed girl. “Gwen, honestly, how do you like the new you?” he asked pleasantly. Jon waited a moment for her response, however the motorcycle-girl didn’t say a word. In fact, Jon realized he had not seen her move at all since discovering her earlier that morning. Unlike Cathy or Jennifer, Jessie was not responding to anything that was happening around her. It appeared as if her transformation had been different than the other girls, and that she was now simply an inanimate object with no life in her at all. Jon frowned, feeling a sense of loss. He had always thought Jessie was a nice girl, but it looked like her personality was now gone forever, and she was trapped in the silent form of the motorcycle in front of him. Jon wondered if she would take any comfort in the fact that she had at least been transformed into the same type of machine which had brought her so much enjoyment when she was still human.

Jon sighed and stood up, moving to the side of her form. He swung his leg over her body and settled into the plush leather seat which had used to be the girl’s round ass. He inserted the key into the ignition. As he did, a soft hum came from the front of the bike. Jon was startled to see Gwen’s head turn to look over her shoulder at him. “Hey, Jon,” she said cheerfully. “Where are we off to?”

Chick for a Dick: Saddling Up

Emma was just closing her front door when the sound of thunder pulled into the driveway behind her.  Jon lowered Jessie’s kickstand and killed her engine, but left the key has turned so she would remain “awake”.  Emma approach, her high-heel boots helped add a sway in her step.  She was wearing tight, black leather pants which displayed her curvy hips and full ass and the white tank top was pulled down low to emphasize her cleavage. She smiled at Jon.  “Hey, Jon.  Thanks for the invite.  I’ve been waiting all day.”  Emma’s gaze turned to the girl-turned-motorcycle.  “This is a really hot bike.”

“Thank you,” Jessie chimed in cheerfully.  Emma came closer and began to circle the bike, taking in her steely form.  Jon, however, was taking in Emma’s body.  He could see the outline of her nipples pressing into her shirt.  She briefly locked eyes with him and Jon looked away, knowing he was caught.  Emma let out a soft giggle and continued her inspection.  Jon looked back and could see that her nipples were more pronounced, her arousal showing.  Jon briefly considered using his power to remove her clothes, but figured he’d be seeing her without them soon enough anyways.  Besides, he didn’t want her cold during their ride.

“I’ve never ridden a motorcycle before,” Emma admitted, breaking Jon from his thoughts.  “Is there anything I need to know?”  Jon scooted forward.  “Just sit behind me, hold on tight, and enjoy the ride.”  Emma needed no further encouragement and swung her leg over Jessie’s body and settled in as Jon reached down and turned her key.  Jessie’s engine rumbled to life again as Emma pulled closer to Jon.  He could feel her breasts press into his back, and she wrapped her arms around him.  Her left arm wrapped around his waist while her right reached down to his crotch, gently massaging him.  “You said ‘hold on,’” she teased.  “And enjoy the ride,” he repeated playfully, flipping up the kick stand and turning the throttle.

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Hours later, Jon and Emma continued to cruise along the open road.  Between Jessie’s vibrations and Emma’s hand, Jon had already almost cum twice.  At one point, Emma had leaned in and nibbled his earlobe and Jon was sure that he would have crashed if it hadn’t been for his previous wish to never have an accident.

As the ride continued, Jon took them out of the neighborhood, out of town, and into the surrounding country side.  Cruising along, Jon suddenly spotted a trail on the side of the road which lead into a dense forest.  Seeing an opportunity, Jon quickly turned off the road and shot down the path, Emma squealing in surprise.  They continued down the path until it narrowed to only a small foot path.  Jon came to a stop and killed the engine, freezing Jessie before she could complain about stopping.

Emma released her grip on Jon and dismounted.  “Ooooh, my legs feel like wet noodles,” she said.  Jon stood up, also feeling the left over tingling in his legs.  As the feeling returned to his lower body another sensation joined them.  “I have to… um… you know,” he said sheepishly pointing to a tree.  Emma crossed her legs and gave a sympathetic smile.  “Same here.  I think I’ll look for a spot further down the path,” she said, already beginning to head towards the denser trees.  “I’ll follow in a minute,” he called after her.

Jon approached a tree and lowered his fly.  Reaching into his pants, Jon fidgeted until Karyn’s half erect body emerged from his pants.  Her face was smeared with pre-cum and more of it continued to bubble out of her mouth, a dazed look on her face.  “Oh,” she moaned, “I love it when you take Jessie out for such a long ride.  And who’s hand was that?”  Jon took her in his hand and pointer her at the base of the tree in front of him.  “That was Emma,” he said as he released his bladder.  Karyn opened her mouth wide, letting Jon’s piss freely flow out of her.  “We’re basically out in the middle of nowhere and as you can tell she’s interested in more than one kind of ride today,” he continued as the stream began to subside.  “So, you’ll be up in a few,” he promised, gently shaking her.  Karyn spit the last couple drops of urine from her mouth.  “I’m up now,” she said proudly.  Jon saw that she wasn’t lying.  She was fully erect and had her usual eager look on her face when she wanted to be shoved into a pussy.  Jon playfully rolled his eyes at her and proceeded to, rather difficultly, stuff her back into his pants, causing a noticeable bulge.

Jon found Emma up the path a few minutes later.  She had his back to him and as he approached he wrapped his arms around her.  His right arm rested along her collar bone, his left along her stomach under her breasts.  He pulled her closer and looked past her, taking in the clearing before them.  It was a rough circle, with short grass and the occasional group of flowers.  It was so perfect, Jon almost wondered if he had wished for it.  Although, he did know one way it could be better.

Jon leaned in and kissed Emma’s neck before nibbling lightly on her earlobe as she had earlier.  Letting out a throaty moan, Emma pressed harder into him, rubbing her ass against his crotch.  Karyn must be loving this, he thought.  Jon lowered his right arm, his hand reaching into her shirt and grasping her left breast.  He rolled the hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger as he gently massaged it.  Emma turned her head towards him, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.  Jon’s left hand began to lower, across her stomach, to her waist, and to the button on her pants. As Jon unbuttoned the black leather, Emma broke away.  “Jon, wait.”

“Sorry!” he blurted out, removing his hands from her.  Emma turn and looked at him.  “No, no!  It’s nothing like that!  That was great,” she sighed.  “But, well, when I went to the, um, ‘tree’, I… found something.”  Jon’s blood ran cold.  Did she somehow find the stone?  “What did you find?” he asked, trying to sound nonchalant.  Emma blushed.  “It’s my… well… my… ‘time’ snuck up on me.”  Jon looked at her, puzzled.  “My “time,” she emphasized, her blush deepening.  “Oh!” Jon exclaimed, catching on.  Emma fidgeted with her hair.  “This is kind of embarrassing bringing up to a guy, especially under these circumstances.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Jon said, heading back towards the path.  “Wait, where are you going?  I didn’t think this would be that big of a deal,” she nervously joked.  Jon laughed and shook his head.  “No, it’s not.  I’m just running to Jess- the bike for a minute.  I’ll be right back.”  Emma’s expression became confused.  “What? Do you have a supply of… tampons or something?” she asked awkwardly.  Jon was already jogging down the trail.  “Just give me a minute.  I’ll be right back,” he called.  One quick wish and there will be no more problems, he thought.

Chick for a Dick: Unintended Results Can Still Be Enjoyable

“Emma,” Jon whispered.  Her eyes fluttered lightly and her whole body was limp.  “Emma,” he repeated, “are you ok?”  Her eyes blinked once, twice, then snapped open, her gaze locking on to him.  An almost predatory look filled her face.  “Emma-”

Lightning fast, she jumped up and practically tackled Jon, knocking him on his back.  As Jon tried to recover himself, he felt a tugging at his waist.  Looking down, Jon saw Emma frantically pulling at his belt and practically tearing his pants off.  Jon felt a warm spring breeze on his penis as Emma pulled down his underwear and freed Karyn from her fabric prison.  Jon opened his mouth to speak, but all that came out was a moan as Emma took the upper half of Karyn's body into her mouth.  Jon writhed in pleasure on the ground under Emma’s caress.  She pulled back and spit onto Karyn’s face, the saliva covering her head all the way down to her breasts, and then proceeded to wrap her fingers around Karyn’s sensitive body and slid her hand up and down, coating the penis-girl’s entire body and hair with the lubricant.  Jon gasp ask Emma changed her pace, occasionally applying long, broad licks across Karyn miniature face.  Jon could hear her occasionally moan, being cut off, and moaning again, knowing that pre-cum was flowing as freely from her throat as her own cries of pleasure.

Suddenly, the sensations stopped and Jon opened his eyes.  He looked up and saw Emma standing over him, straddling his body.  Karyn looked up and saw Emma’s dripping pussy above her, a thick bead of pussy juice dripping right onto her face.  Jon watched as Karyn seemed to revel in Emma’s juices, sticking out her tongue for a taste.  Emma lowered her pussy and dragged it across Karyn’s face, before pushing down and taking Karyn inside of her.  Even though Jon had seen her push a huge egg out of herself only moments earlier, Emma’s pussy was still incredibly tight.

Jon grunted as Emma pumped herself aggressively on his cock.  “Fuck me, Jon! Fuck me fuck me fuck me! FUCK! ME!”

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Jon woke up, feeling drained, groggy, and sore.  It was wonderful.  He felt a shiver a pleasure and looked down to see Emma was lightly licking his balls.  Her hand was loosely wrapped around Karyn who seemed to still be passed out, but she was moaning lightly at Emma’s ministrations.  Her eyes met his and she gave one last suckle before letting his nuts fall from her mouth. 

“Hey, lover,” she cooed, her expression soft and content.  She crawled towards him and collapsed in the grass next to him, her left breast resting on his chest and her left arm draped over him as she snuggled into him.  “I hope you enjoyed yourself.  I know I did,” she whispered in his ear.

“Emma,” he finally said, “honestly, what the fuck was that?”  Jon’s power took effect and her eyes zoned out slightly, though she didn’t move from her position.  “I was horny as hell so I jumped your bones,” she said casually.  Jon rolled his eyes, but chuckled slightly.  “I mean, why did all of that happen?”

“You wished for me to not have my monthly cycle get in the way of having sex as well as wishing that it was highly pleasurable.  So now instead of having a normal period, I must lay an egg once a month.  Also, the laying process is almost like going into a brief but intense period of heat which gets me so horny I can barely control myself.”  Jon mentally kicked himself.  He had been in such a rush to get back and fuck Emma, he didn’t really think out how she may be altered.  “What do you think of these changes?”

Emma nuzzled closer into him.  “I love it.  I don’t have to worry about the cramps, nausea, headache and other issues I would get with my period, although there is a little bloating as the egg grows.  But there are other benefits too, like how I’ll never loose my figure when I have kids.  My pussy doesn’t even get stretched out from laying.  It always goes back to being nice and tight.   Also, the heat I experience, while a bit overpowering, feels so good I would never want to give it up.  This is the first time, in any reality, I have laid in front of a guy.  Usually, I keep a vibrator handy on my laying days, but I love having an available cock so much more,” she said, wrapping her hand around Karyn again.

“You can still have kids?” Jon asked.  “Sure,” she responded enthusiastically  “I just have to bring them to term by hatching them instead of carrying them inside of me for nine months.  I can’t explain it, but… I have this sense of knowing what I need to do to properly sit on my egg and care for it if I ever laid a fertilized one.”  Jon looked at her and saw the motherly look in her eyes as she stared off.

Jon stretched and stood up. Emma lay naked among the lush grass and flowers she almost looked like a painting.  “I should have brought a camera,” he mused.  She smiled up at him.  “Or you could just bring me here again,” she offered, the trance over her broken.  Jon offered her his hand, which she took gingerly and allowed him to help pull her up.  As she rose up, she pulled lose to him and kissed him.  “Thanks, Jon,” she said.  “For what?”  Emma looked at the enormous egg laying a few yards away.  “I’m really self-conscious about my laying.  I’ve never been very comfortable with doing it in front of others.  But you were a real gentleman.  You took care of me in every way.  So, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he responded.  “So… what do we do about that?” he asked, looking at the egg.  Emma gave him a confused look then a small laugh.  “Nothing.  It’s not fertilized or anything,” she said as she walked towards her discarded pants.  “It just seems like you would… I don’t know, take care of it or something.”  Emma laughed again.  “Do you not know how it works for girls?  Each month, when a girl has an unfertilized egg, she expels the egg and begins the cycle again," she said in a playful tone, trying to sound like a biology film.  "I mean, have you ever heard of a girl just randomly keeping her unfertilized egg from her period?”  Jon thought about it.  In this reality, it is not considered uncommon for Emma to be a human that lays eggs.  It is accepted, just like how all other human girls have periods.  The stone certainly does have a way of making things weird, he thought.

Jon just shrugged and looked down towards the path where they had left Jessie parked.  “Ready for another ride?” Jon asked, looking back towards Emma.  She had her back to him and was bent over, just starting to put her thong back on.  The position fully displayed Emma’s pussy, looking as inviting as ever.  “And just what kind of a ride were you thinking?” she asked, letting go of the underwear around her ankles.  Jon felt himself growing stiff and heard a slight groan from between his legs as Karyn woke up.  She blinked the sleepiness out of her eyes and immediately focused on Emma in all of her erotic splendor.  Jon watch as Karyn licked her lips and squirmed as if trying to pull herself closer to the waiting slit before her.  Taking Karyn’s cue, Jon began walking towards Emma and took Karyn in his hand, pumping her with long, slow strokes.  He could feel her hum and squirm with anticipation in his hand as he approached Emma.  Emma was also doing her part to further entice Karyn, as she firmly grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks, exposing her moist slit and pink asshole. 

“Oh, fuck yes,” Karyn said dreamily.  Even after all of the fucking Jon had used her for over the past couple days, Karyn’s insatiable lust continued to drive her.  Jon looked down at her, amused by her demeanor.  She really was his dick, in both body, mind and spirit.  He was taken out of his thoughts by Emma’s voice purring at him.  “Come on, Jon.  Fill me with your hot cock.  I feel so empty.”  Karyn’s voice quickly joined in.  “Yeah, Jon.  Stuff me insider her.  I want to feel her wet lips wrapped around me.”  Jon reached forward with his free hand and grabbed Emma’s hip, pulling her closer.  With Karyn in hand, he lined her up with Emma’s wet pussy and slightly thrust forward.  Karyn’s face pressed into the slick folds of Emma’s slit, but he only inserted the penis-girl up to her armless shoulders.  Emma moaned in anticipation while Karyn groan in annoyance.  Both were so close to getting what they wanted. 

Jon pulled back and thrust forward a few times, only inserting the tip of his dick, Karyn’s head, into Emma.  The teasing was driving both girls wild to the point where both were moaning and pleading with him.  When Jon decided that they had both had enough, Jon released his grip on Karyn and grabbed Emma’s hips with both hands and pulled back.  Emma grunted as Karyn slid into her and Jon began to pump away, knowing that he was giving Karyn what she wanted most in the world.

For a brief moment, the complete absurdness of the situation struck him.  He was fucking a girl that he barely knew who had just laid a massive egg with his dick that used to be his best friend.  A wave of calmness washed over him, replaced by pure lust.  The were all enjoying themselves, Karyn probably most of all.  Everything was great.  Jon began to thrust harder as he thought.

As Jon pumped in to the moaning Emma, he could not help but think I love that stone.

Chick for a Dick: Homecoming

Jon stepped from the garage into the house and let out an annoyed groan. He was in another part of his wish-expanded house that he didn’t recognize. Jon walked past rows of doors, having no idea where they all led. How many rooms does this house have? he wondered. He’d need a map to know where everything was. Jon could only shake his head and further into the house, hoping to find an area he recognized.

After wandering past more rooms than he though possible, Jon finally came to an intersection of hallways that looked familiar. As he turned into more familiar territory, Jon heard the sound of a TV blaring from further down the hall. Following the noise, Jon found himself wandering in to a large entertainment room. There was a wet bar in the corner, several chairs and couches, but the most noticeable part of the room was the massive television that took up most of an entire wall. “How was the ride?”

The voice made Jon jump slightly, and he finally noticed the top of Zoe’s head just barely visible as she sat slouched in large couch facing towards the TV with its back to the door. “It was good,” he responded as he walked further into the room and walked to the front of the couch to face Zoe. “You were out for a while. It must have been fun,” she said, smiling coyly… along with the three other faces on her body. Jon did a double take as he looked at her sister. She was completely naked! While he had seen her new form plenty of times from being able to walk into her room without being noticed, Jon had not seen her just walk around the house without clothes. Her legs were spread generously, allowing Sarah’s face between her legs a clear view of the TV, while her arms were also spread out, allowing Tiffany and Amber’s faces a clear view from her breasts. Zoe’s attention turned back to the television, however all of her additions remained firmly focused on him while catching glimpses of his crotch. His wish to be found attractive to girls was still working, even if those girls were parts of his sister’s body. “Why are you naked?” he finally asked. Jon watched as all four faces reacted with confusion. “Why would I wear clothing?”

“So you wouldn’t be naked and letting your… um… ‘parts’ show?”

“Jon, you‘re not making any sense. I don‘t wear clothes. Frankly, I don‘t see how you can. Clothing is just so… wired,” she replied, her voice a mixture of confusion and disgust. Jon couldn’t understand, it was if his sister had never worn clothing a day in her-

Jon groaned and put his palm to his forehead, remembering that when he had talked to Zoe and her additions earlier, he had used his power to remover her clothing, but had never replaced them. As far as anyone knew, including Zoe and the three girls that have been fused to her, she had never worn clothing a day in her life and everyone accepted it. Jon blinked twice and saw that Zoe was now dressed for comfort, wearing a pair of pink fleece pants and a loose t-shirt. It was clear from the bumps that were Tiffany and Amber’s nipple-noses pressing into the shirt that she was not wearing a bra.

“Sorry, Zoe. What was I saying?” Zoe looked from the TV back towards her brother and instinctively crossed her legs now that Sarah was not exposed to the world. “You asked why I was wearing these cloths and I told you I wanted to relax before bed. Are you alright?” Jon nodded, glad to see that things were a little more normal… or at least what passed for normal these days. “No Athena tonight?” he teased. Jon saw her nipples grow harder as her lips curved into a small smile before she shook her head. “No. She said that her parents would kill her if she slept over on a school night.”

Jon had almost forgotten that the day was Sunday and the tomorrow would mean the beginning of another school week. The prospect didn’t annoy him at all, however. Maybe he would see one or two more girls who were changed at his party. Jon turned and looked at the TV, and paused, before looking back at Zoe. For the first time, Jon seemed to realize just how much she had changed since his wishing began, and he didn’t mean the fact the three girls have been changed into her vagina and breasts.

She was watching trashy reality TV and wearing fashionable clothes. Her hair was its natural brown color and her finger nails and toe nails were painted pink with French tips. Gone was the black hair dye and nail polish. She was no longer a goth outsider, she was the most popular girl in school. Everybody, guys and girls, wanted to hook up with her and she knew it. She had practically taken over Sarah’s position in the school. But still, while being a little bit more demanding and a lot more sexually active, she was still pretty much the same sister he had always had. Sure, they butted heads, but they were far from enemies. And while being the popular girl in school (and having Sarah the pussy giving her advice) may had influenced her, she was still the same Zoe at the core.

Before Jon could think further on the changes in Zoe, the sound of bells sounded from the intercom panel on the wall and somewhere in the house Amanda started barking. “Seriously? Who the hell would show up here this late on a Sunday?” Zoe whined. “I’ll get it,” Jon said as he left the room. Now, if I can only figure out how to get to the front door, he thought.

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A quick search later, Jon was able to find his way to the front door. Luckily, Amanda had occasionally barked at the front door, so he was able to find his way faster than he’d expected. He was relieved to be back in familiar territory within his own house, but he did not have time to try and memorize how he’d gotten there as he was too focused on getting to the front door. As he approached, Jon could make out the outline of a young woman through the frosted glass of the door. Jon opened it and found himself starring face to face with a very confused Lilly. “Hi,” she said in a quiet voice. “Hey, Lilly,” Jon said, leaning against the door frame. “I haven’t found your purse yet.” She looked at him and nodded slightly. “Oh. Ok.”

There was a drawn out silence as the two stood looking at one another. Jon knew exactly why she was there, even if she didn’t. “Is something up?” he asked, breaking the silence. “I… uh… I don’t know. I just felt that I, I don’t know, had to come back here.” She looked at Jon, then down at her feet sheepishly. “Why don’t you come inside?” he said, stepping aside for her. Lilly’s feet jolted forward, much to her own surprise, and she moved past Jon into the house. As she entered, Amanda ran forward and sniffed at her. After circling Lilly a couple times and getting a gentle pat on the head, the dog-girl seemed disinterested and headed down a hallway further into the house.

“So, what have you been doing since you left the house this morning?” Jon asked as he walked into the sitting room off of the foyer. Jon sat in a plush couch while Lilly sat across from him in a leather chair. Between them sat the table-girl, Cathy, who momentarily came out of her trance to see who had entered the room before returning to stare straight forward at the wall again, indifferent to the conversation occurring around her.

“Well, I went to the mall and walked around for a bit. I found some things I wanted to pick up, but without my purse I couldn’t really get them, could I?” she asked, following it with an awkward chuckle. Jon smiled politely but remained silence. Lilly cleared her throat and continued. “Along the way, I bumped into some girls from school. It was really weird because I knew them but none of them ever remembered seeing me around school before. Well, we started walking around the mall together and they invited me to see a movie. Thanks for lending me some money, by the way. I couldn’t have joined them without it. So anyways, we’re all in the movie and suddenly… I don’t know. I just felt this… pull. This impulse that told me that I needed to leave. I just got up and left them. I walked out of the theater, out of the mall, and just kept walking where I felt I was being summoned to and, well, it brought me… here,” she said in an uncertain voice. “I know it sounds crazy, but-”

Jon held up a hand and Lilly immediately stopped talking, obeying his silent command. “Did you have a good time?” he asked sincerely. For the first time, she seemed to relax, a smile spreading across her face. “Yeah. I did. For some reason, I feel like I haven’t just gotten out in a while. It was great to have some time to just get away from everything. But, I just kept feeling like there were things I needed to be doing, even though I couldn’t remember what they were. I feel like I had to, I don’t know, be there for… you.” Jon lean closer to her. “How do you feel about me?” A blush blossomed across her face, and she looked down to try and hide it. “I think you’re really hot, and I want you to take me back to your room, But, not just for sex. I mean, I would really like to do it with you, but I want to do more than that. I want to… serve you,” she admitted, surprised with how honest she had been with him.

“Do these feeling upset you?” She shook her head. “No. I mean, I am confused because I just met you this morning, but I just couldn’t get you off my mind. My thoughts just kept drifting back to you throughout the day. And every time they did, I just felt like I wanted to be here with you.” Jon sat back, and looked at her. “I was hoping that you could have a day off without feeling like you had to serve me. A day to just have some fun, get out, and be a little more free,” he said. “It looks like you’re more strongly connected to me than I thought.” Confusion returned to Lilly’s face as she looked at him. “Wait, what? I don’t-”

“I want you to remember everything I told you to forget earlier this morning.”

Lilly’s eyes immediately went wide and her jaw dropped.

Chick for a Dick: Fun with Lilly

Lilly stuck her tongue out at him and smiled. She looked down and stated "Nothing looks different." She reached up and touched her face, looking at Jon for confirmation. Jon shook his head and she brought her hands were throat. "I still sound like me. Or, I mean, like Lilly. It's still really weird knowing I'm not really me… her… whatever." Jon simply sat in his seat, smiling silently. "Oh, fine. Be that way," she teased.

Lilly held out her arms, inspecting them. Seeing nothing different she tried looking behind herself. "No tail," she muttered to herself. She reached up and cupped her breasts. As she did, her eyes rolled up and all Jon could see were the whites of her eyes. Her mouth slacked open and heavy exhale escaped her throat. "Congratulations! You found the change!" Jon said is he stood and walked over to her. "When you hold your breasts, you will feel every orgasm you've ever experienced, one right after the other. It'll start with you first orgasm you ever had and continue until you reach your most recent one. The further you hold on, the further down your timeline of cumming you'll travel. The question is: How long are you going to be able to make it?" Lilly's eyes were now shut tight, her mouth hanging open in a silent moan. Jon was not even sure if she had heard him, but her hands continued to caress and fondle her tits. As the waves of pleasure shot through her, her knees weakened more and more and she slowly sink to the floor. Her ass raised up and presented itself as her head sank to the floor. Her hips twitching and bucking as orgasm after orgasm washed over her.

Jon walk behind her and saw her pussy was dripping like a faucet onto the hardwood floor. John casually reach down, in inserted two fingers into her slit. Lilly silence broke as she immediately screamed, the pleasure of her memories and the present over took her. She continued to scream as liquid shot out of her pussy into Jon's hand. "Well," he said, pulling his hand up; the juice is still dripping off of it. "It looks like while you're Lilly you're a squirter." He looked down at her, and saw she had finally taken her hands away from herself. Her arms were stretched out from her body, keeping them away from her boobs.

"Stand up. You feel completely refreshed but still feel all of the remaining pleasure from cumming." Jon watch does Lilly jumped to her feet and stood before him. Her eyes were bright but her face was still beat red and she was panting hard. "Enjoy that?"

"That was evil!" She said sternly. Slowly, her expression cracked as a smile came to her face. "I loved every second of it."

Jon laughed and reach down, picking up her discarded green shirt and wiping his hand off. "Glad to hear it. But it's getting late and I have a few things I need to do before I go to bed."

"Can one of them being me?" Lilly asked seductively, wiggling her hips. Jon smirked. "I see you're enjoying your new confidence." She started to raise her hands to cup her breast but quickly stopped herself, letting out a giggle at her close call. "Definitely," she said proudly. Jon stepped in and kissed her tenderly. Jon broke the kiss and held her, pulling her in close. He quietly whispered "Lisa, return to your body and personality but remember everything during your time is Lily." Jon step back and watched as her body rippled and shifted as it had earlier in the day. Her hips reduced while her bust expanded. Her hair color lighten as it straightened, becoming Lisa's golden blonde locks. Her face distorted and shifted as Lilly's features were quickly overtaken by Lisa's.

"Changes are finished, Master," Lisa announced in her familiar, bubbly voice.

Chick for a Dick: Settling in the Night

"So… what was it like?" Jon asked. "Well," Lisa said, gathering her thoughts "it was like a dream, where it seems like everything is different, slightly off. You know something is going on, but you can't quite put your finger on it until it's right in front of you." John nodded. "Did you have fun? You're ok with what happened?" Lisa smiled broadly. "I already told you I did. Everything Lilly told you was the honest truth. You gave me a wonderful gift, and I enjoyed every moment of it." She reached down and caressed her nipples. "Some parts more than others," she said with a wink.

Jon looked down, seeing the puddle near Lisa's feet. "Yeah, I can see that," John said teasingly. As he began to look up, his gaze fell on Cathy, the table–girl. He paused moment as a thought entered his head. "Lisa, this room is going to need to be cleaned up. Please do it while I take a bath." Lisa curtsied, her bare boobs jiggling and she moved. "Of course, Master."

"But first, can you give me a hand? I like this table more than the one in my office, so I want to switch them." Upon hearing this, Cathy perked up. "You… want me to be your personal table, Jon?" Cathy asked, an expression of surprise and excitement on her wooden face. "Yeah," he replied off handedly, "I want to keep you closer." Jon could've sworn she was going to cry, but it appeared that she had lost the ability to when she had taken on her wooden form. "Oh, thank you, Jon!" He nodded and looked her form over. He reached down and grabbed her "shoulders", practically rubbing his crotch into her face, and tried lifting.

He let out a groan as he lifted her front half off the floor. Whatever wood her body had been turned into was definitely a hardwood. He was going to have his work cut out. "Uh, Lisa, I don't think we'll be able to do this on our own." Lisa giggled and shook her head. "Don't be silly, Master. I'll get it."

Jon watched as Lisa's body seem to explode. Her impressive boobs flatten slightly and became firmer. The skin on her already flat stomach group tight as it was stretched across an impressive set of abs. Her shoulders expanded, becoming broader. Her biceps and triceps expanded outward, making her arms look like tree trunks. Her legs followed suit even as her whole body stretched until her height reached 7 feet. Jon instinctually jumped back and she took a step forward, her intimidating frame towering over him.

Lisa smiled kindly down at him as she reached forward in firmly grab onto the edges of Cathy's flatten body and lifted. The table girl let out a surprise yelp, followed by a giddy laugh as she was easily picked up by Lisa. The expression reminded Jon of a young girl riding a roller coaster. "I will move the tables and clean the room up, Master," Lisa said in a sweet and submissive tone, a stark contradiction to her current body. "You enjoy your bath."

Jon nodded slowly, still in shock over Lisa's immense strength. He could barely move Cathy, and now Lisa was holding her and caring on a conversation as if the girl we're only as heavy as a pillow. "Ok," he finally spat out. Lisa nodded, her smile never leaving her face, and easily cared Cathy up the steps while Jon followed behind.

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Jon stepped out of the bathroom and back into his bed chamber. It was his second bath of the day, but after all of the dust from the road and fucking Emma in the field, he needed to get the dirt off of himself. Rubbing his hair with a towel, he peaked into his office. Lisa had replace the original coffee table with Cathy as he had wished. She was position next to the leather couch which sat across the room from his desk. She was facing towards the door, letting her look into his bedroom from her current position. As he entered her field of vision, her wooden expression shifted as a wide grin spread across her face. She was obviously very happy with the change of scenery, and she also seemed more than a little proud to join his collection of personal furniture. He gave her a friendly nod before closing the door and moving to his bed.

Jon drop the towel and fell onto his bed, staring up at the skylight above him. It was late by now, and the stars twinkle above him. Jon close his eyes and relax his muscles, feeling like he was melting into the extremely soft bed beneath him. After such a long day, it was nice to just feel warm and soft. There was just one thing missing…

As if on cue, Jon heard his bedroom door open and close followed by the soft footfalls of someone crossing the room towards him. The bed shifted slightly as Jon was joined in its plush softness. Skilled hands easily untied the belt to his robe and gently pull back the material to expose is still damp skin to the open air. Delicate fingers reached down and gently traced his balls while another hand gently wrapped around his cock, producing a moan from both him and Karyn.

Jon open his eyes slightly and sat up. Lisa was laying between his legs, her open mouth so close to Karen he could feel her breath. "Lie back and relax, Master. This is what you wanted, I could sense it." Jon reached over and picked up the stone off of his end table and held it in his hands. "I need to quickly set up a couple of things for tomorrow. And if I don't do it now, I know I will be in no condition to do it later." Jon look back at her. Her hands had paused and her plump lips were only inches away from Karyn's erect length. "I didn't say 'stop'," he said playfully.

Lisa barely had time to form a smile before her mouth was filled with Jon's Karyn-cock. He heard a hum of pleasure from between his legs, but he couldn't tell which of the wish altered girls had made it. At that point, he didn't care. He knew both were enjoying themselves, and so was he for that matter. As Jon felt the waves of pleasure surge from his crotch, he held the stone tightly. "I wish I will wake up tomorrow morning feeling refreshed and energetic with plenty of time before class, no matter how much sleep I get."

Flash

"I wish all of my homework I was supposed to do this weekend is complete, correct, and I have the knowledge I was supposed to get from it."

Flash

He smiled and looked at the closed door to his office and thought of Cathy and the story she had told him about her changes. "I wish Cathy's friend Erica will approach me at school tomorrow and introduce herself."

Flash

Jon nodded to himself and return the stone to the end table. Between these wishes and the ones he had made earlier in the day, he knew tomorrow was going to be a lot of fun.

A loud slurp and an intense pulse of pleasure brought him back to the present. John let out a deep sigh and laid back, feeling his body relax and again closed his eyes. "Lisa…" Jon moaned as he felt his drowsing this envelop him. "Don't worry, Master. I know exactly what you desire," she whispered back to him in the dark before once again enveloping Karyn with her mouth. Jon just laid still and felt himself riding the intense waves of pleasure as the waking world slipped away.

Oooh! 

This was an awesome chapter, and I can't wait to see what else you have in store.  To think, this is all from the party episodes from a few years back.

Chick for a Dick: School Daze

The site which meant Jon was unbelievable. There were transformed girls everywhere! Wherever he looked, there was at least one who was obviously changed. To his left was a girl with no arms. Instead, she had a set of legs coming out of her shoulders and she was bent over, standing on all four legs. Only a few feet away from her wear a pair of girls chatting away which John recognized as Ashley and Kelly, a couple members of the cheer team. Both seemed oblivious to the fact that Kelly had a huge rhinoceros horn protruding from the center of her face instead of her normal nose while Ashley had a pair of curled ram's horns growing out of her temples.

Jon was distracted from the sight as a blur of color caught his attention to his right. His eyes went wide as he saw a classmate from his second period named Sharon walk past him. Her skin color had changed to a vivid neon green. Her once brown hair was now bright pink. Her irises had become crimson red. As he stared, she noticed his gaze and her blue lips parted into a smile and she wiggled her fingers at him as a wave, showing off her orange nails. Jon blinked twice, and her clothing disappeared to reveal her nipples and lower lips were a pronounced purple. Her whole body look like she had been caught in an explosion at a highlighter factory.

Before Jon could even say a word to her, a voice behind him caught him off guard. "I was changed."

Jon spun around and came face-to-face with a girl with a thin frame, green eyes and amber hair pulled back into a ponytail. Jon recognized her as one of the girls Zoe had taken into the back rooms at the party. Letting his eyes roam over the girl's body, his gaze rested on her chest. He had remember her having the small, a cup breasts from the night before, but she now had three bumps in a row across her chest. Jon smiled and blinked twice. As her close vanished, so did Jon's smile. The lump resting between her petite breasts was not an additional breast, but the clitoral hood to her massive vagina. The girl's entire torso had a large pussy running from between her legs up to the clit crowning it between her boobs. A pair of proportionately sized pussy lips framed the massive slit.

Jon force himself to look up and look the girl in the eyes. "Honestly, what's your name?"

"Maria."

"And what was the wish that made you like… this?" he asked, gesturing at her body. "After the orgy with Zoe, some random guy wished he could 'get inside' of me. My pussy is now big enough that someone can put most of their body into me."

Jon slowly reach forward and placed his hands on either side of her torso, just below her ribs, and pressed in opposite directions. Her enormous lips parted and Maria took in a shark breath as her oversize canal open in front of him. As Jon looked inside, it reminded him of close-up pictures he had looked at of internet porn. Only now, this vision was dripping impulsing and Jon could see it was eager for something to enter it. Jon felt his hard-on press into his pants. A sudden thought came to his mind as he looked back at Maria's slit: this view of a vagina as big as him, ready to pull in in and wrapped tightly around him must be exactly what Karyn saw each time he plunged her into a girl.

Jon's thoughts were broken as the door behind Maria open. Heather from his fourth hour biology class hop through it. On top of her head was a prominent pair of foot-long rabbit ears. As she saw him, she gave him a smile which revealed her cartoonishly large front teeth. A voice down the hall called out to her and Jon watches she quickly hopped down the hall. Her feet had also been transformed, stretched out to look like rabbits hind paw's, complete with pads on the soles. That would be helpful as there was no way her large rabbit feet could fit into normal shoes. Jon noticed as she hopped away a small rabbit tail sticking out from the top of her waist band.

The strong smell of arousal brought Jon's attention back to Maria. The lips of her oversized vagina were glistening. "So what do you think of your changes?" Maria look down at her transformed body. "Most of my body is now my pussy, so all of the pleasure I get is now amplified as I feel it through my entire body. And the boys I'm messing around with don't have any trouble finding my clit anymore," she said jokingly, gesturing at the nub between her breasts. "Anything you don't like?"

"It's hard to feel fulfilled. Not many guys, or girls, are willing to climb into me, and they don't make dildos big enough for me, so I've had to get creative. Also, when I pee it's almost a flood since my urethra was upsized with everything else. And don't even get me started on my period. On top of all of that, I can't wear anything with and low neckline or else my clit will show. And bikinis are completely out of the question! The worst part is I soak whatever shirt I'm wearing if I get to aroused. I carry at least three spare tops anywhere I go just in case."

"So, are you unhappy with what happened to you?" Maria shook her head. "No, not really. It feels unbelievable and I don't want to give it up, I just wish it was not so… messy." Jon nodded in blink twice. Maria's clothing returned, but there was now a wet streak going up the center of her shirt. "Hey, Maria," he said, releasing her from the trance. "Hey, Jo- oh, damn! I haven't even made it to my locker yet!" she huffed. She removed her backpack and pulled out a fresh shirt. She looked back at him and blushed. "Sorry, I need to change. Um...call me sometime?" Jon nodded and she quickly moved down the hallway and into the nearest bathroom, her backpack held over her torso as she tried to hide her predicament.

Jon turned and started to head down the hall. As he approached his locker, he saw a girl with a duck's bill instead of a normal mouth chatting with a group of girls. One must've said something funny, because the entire group broke into a fit of laughter, the transformed girl occasionally quacking along with her normal laughing. Jon could only shake his head as he opened his locker.