An incredibly hot looking blonde slowly walked down the corridor, her whole
body swaying erotically with every step. She couldn't have been more than
20 at most, dressed in a tight skirt and halter top that left very little to
the imagination. The faint tapping from her high heels echoed loudly, in
spite of all the people that surrounded her.

 Just across that mall corridor, a tall young man stood, leaning back
against the wall and staring, though trying to look as though he wasn't.
The young man was 21 years old and a student at the nearby college. He was
somewhat unremarkable in appearance, having fairly short black hair and one
of those partial beards that just surrounded his mouth and chin while the
rest of his cheeks were clean shaven.

 Troy watched the blonde with an intense interest, his hard on threatening
to burst through his pants. At least that was what it felt like

 "Hot damn," Troy muttered to himself, smirking as he gave serious thought
about what he'd like to do to her.

 After watching her for a moment more, nearly drooling on himself, he
decided that on a scale of one to ten, she was definitely an eleven.
Definitely worth investing a little time in.

 It was one of those nice days where Troy had no classes, and though he
still had work for his classes that needed to be done, Troy chose instead to
spend the day at his favorite past times. Watching women... and trying to
score.

 Troy's smile deepened as he saw another couple of cute girls walk past,
however, after sizing them both up, he decided that neither was in the same
category as the blonde. A moment later, he started down the hall, heading
towards the blonde who had slowly been getting away from him.

 It didn't take long for Troy to catch up to the blonde, though he remained
back a little, waiting for just the right opportunity to talk to her,
feeling a little nervous but telling himself that it would all be worth it
once he had her in the sack. He smiled faintly at that, guessing from her
revealing clothes that it wouldn't be too difficult. At least he hoped
not.

 Just then, Troy noticed another woman, a redhead walking towards him from
the other direction, pausing to stare at her for a moment, specifically, her
generous breasts which threatened to explode from her tight shirt.

 "Oooh mama," Troy muttered eagerly, "Makes me wish I was a baby." At that
moment, he knew that he would have given almost anything to get a good suck
on those tits.

 With only a moment of hesitation, Troy hurried towards the new woman,
puffing himself up and asking, "I know you from somewhere, don't I?"

 The redhead gave Troy a look of annoyance. "Please," she half snorted,
"Like I haven't heard that one before."

 Troy gave her a hurt look, "But I mean it," he lied, trying to look as
sincere as he could.

 "Try another one loser," the red head snapped in annoyance. Then she
turned and hurried away from Troy, leaving him to stand there in
disappointment.

 "Damn," Troy muttered, smacking his fist against the wall in frustration.

 Getting turned down so abruptly wasn't anything new for Troy, but it was
still annoying. In fact, it happened all the time. But he was a firm
believer in statistics, knowing that if he tried it enough, there were bound
to be a few successes. Unfortunately, there weren't nearly enough of those
to suit him, much to his further frustration.

 With a sigh, Troy looked around for the blonde whom he'd been following,
frowning when he saw no sign of her. She'd disappeared while he was
distracted with the redhead. Troy let out a silent stream of curses at
that, knowing that he should have kept on target... but he just couldn't turn
down a chance at such a nice pair of tits.

 Still frowning, Troy continued to look around, hoping for a glance at the
blonde. He doubted that she could have gotten too far in the short time
that he'd been distracted, so after he still saw no sign of her, he assumed
that she must have gone into one of the nearby shops.

 "But which one," Troy mused, his eyes sparkling as he quickly looked around,
nearly licking his lips in anticipation. His hard on was begging for some
serious attention and he hoped that she'd be the one to give it. "She's
gotta be here somewhere."

 Then Troy noticed something that immediately struck him as odd. There was
a store on the other side of the corridor that he didn't remember seeing
before, however what truly drew his attention was the fact that instead of
the huge open front that most stores had, this one actually had a single
door. A heavy looking wooden door at that, with a sign that read Spells R
Us hanging right over it.

 "Weird," Troy muttered, beginning to get a little curious and taking
several steps towards the store.

 Troy glanced into the display window, unable to really see inside of the
store though, only the various little statues, trinkets and jewelry boxes
that were visible in the display.

 "Must be some sort of magic trick shop," Troy muttered, frowning as he
added, "Or some sort of Spencers rip off."

 However, just as Troy was about to turn away, he suddenly had a hunch that
the blonde had gone in there. Though Troy wasn't quite sure what gave him
that idea, especially since it wasn't quite the place that he'd imagine a
hot looking chick going, he grew even more certain that the blonde had gone
inside.

 With a chuckle, Troy rubbed at the hair on his chin, wondering what line he
should try with her once he caught up with her. The last one was out of the
question since it hadn't been very lucky so far. Maybe something a little
less subtle...

 Troy took one final glance at the display window before pushing the door
open and going inside. A faint bell tingled overhead, not the kind of
electronic beep that most stores had with motion detectors, but a real bell.

 "Ooookay," he muttered, pausing for a moment to glance around, specifically
for any sign of blonde hair.

 There were numerous shelves in view, as well as racks against the wall.
Somehow, the store seemed to look a little bigger on the inside than it did
outside, but Troy quickly discounted that as a trick of the light. At first
look, the store resembled a cross between a Goodwill and an antique shop,
with almost everything Troy could imagine covering the shelves. There
seemed to be everything from books to computer accessories, however, there
was no sign of the blonde.

 With a feeling of disappointment, Troy muttered, "Damn," taking another
glance around the empty store in case he'd missed her, which wasn't likely
as there seemed to be no one else in there besides himself. Then he added
a few more silent curses, realizing that he'd just wasted more time and
might have lost her for good.

 However, just as Troy was about to turn around and leave, his eyes caught
sight of something on the nearest shelf. It was an extremely detailed
statue of a naked woman in a somewhat... pornographic position, immediately
making him smile.

 "Do you like her?" a voice suddenly asked, causing Troy to nearly jump.

 Troy snapped around, his eyes still wide as he saw an old man standing a
short distance away, surprising Troy even more when he realized that the man
was wearing a bath robe.

 "I thought I was alone," Troy squeaked out, feeling embarrassed at the way
he'd been surprised.

 The Old Man gave a faint smile, explaining, "I was just positioning
my... merchandise on the bottom shelf."

 Troy nodded, understanding why he hadn't noticed the old guy, but that
certainly didn't explain why the guy was wearing a bathrobe in the middle of
a mall. However, Troy decided that it might be better not to even ask.

 "I noticed you observing the statuette," the Old Man commented, gesturing
towards the figurine that Troy had been staring at.

 Feeling just a little embarrassed, Troy muttered, "Yeah, I guess."

 "She is a very special piece," the Old Man told Troy in an almost
conspiratorial tone, picking up the statuette and examining it. "Very
powerful. Very... sneaky. However..." he turned towards Troy, continuing,
"she is not for you Troy."

 "She's not..." Troy started, then froze as he realized that the man had
just called him by name.

 Before Troy could form the question, the strange Old Man gave him a steady
look, one which seemed to pierce his very soul. A shiver went down Troy's
spine at that, then even more so when the Old Man finally responded, "I know
your name dear boy, because I am a wizard."

 "A... a wizard?" Troy repeated skeptically, then snorting. "Yeah right. And
I'm George Bush."

 The Old Man sighed, setting the statuette down before going behind the
sales counter and muttering, "Why don't they ever believe?"

 Troy just glanced at the statuette and then at the weird man in the
bathrobe behind the counter, figuring that it had to be some sort of joke.
Maybe the guy had heard about Troy from someone else, which wasn't a
complete impossibility. It was just a hell of a lot more likely than his
being some sort of magician.

 "Wizard," the Old Man sighed, "not magician."

 "What..." Troy gasped in surprise. How had he known what Troy was
thinking?

 The Old Man impatiently snapped, "I already told you, now stop wasting my
time. I do have other customers on the way."

 Troy gulped, slowly stepping towards the counter in spite of himself. As
freaky as this was, his curiosity was definitely getting aroused.

 "Look," Troy said, trying to hide his nervousness, "I just came in looking
for this chick."

 "Melinda," the Old Man responded with a faint smile. Then at Troy's look
of surprise, he continued, "She is a rather attractive blonde, is she not?"

 Surprised at that, Troy gasped, "You've seen her?"

 The Old Man just chuckled, his eyes gleaming as he told Troy, "She was one
of my customers." Then, he turned more serious as he commented, "You do
have a rather healthy libido, don't you."

 Troy gave him a skeptical look, wondering where the guy behind the curtain
was. However, he said nothing, no longer being quite sure that this was
just some sort of joke. Everything felt too... strange.

 "You spend most of your free time either looking at women or attempting to
bed them," the Old Man commented, giving Troy a steady look. "Most of the
time in vain." Just as Troy turned bright red in embarrassment and tried to
protest, the Old Man held up a hand. "I believe that I have a solution to
your problem."

 For a moment, Troy just stared at the old man skeptically, though he
watched curiously as the Old Man bent over and pulled a small package from
under the counter, setting it on top of the counter and beginning to unwrap
it.

 "What kind of solution?" Troy asked, then catching himself and quickly
adding, "Not that I have any problem getting laid."

 "Of course not," the Old Man snorted. Then he gently set his hand on the
package and stared at Troy. "This talisman can help you with that though."

 With that, the supposed wizard pulled his hand back, revealing what had
been hidden inside the package. It was a necklace of some sort, with what
looked like a woman's face made out of gold. Her expression was one of
obvious lust, enhanced by the bright red gems that were set in the eyes.

 "Wow," Troy let out a whistle, "Looks... interesting."

 "This is..." the Old Man paused, lifting the medallion so that Troy could
get a better look, "A lust charm."

 Troy bent over for a better look, quietly repeating, "Lust charm." He
smiled faintly, at least liking what it was called.

 "It has certain powers over desire," the wizard stated, smiling faintly as
he added, "It will give you that which you lust for."

 After staring at the necklace for a minute with intense fascination, Troy
almost swore that he saw some sort of light gleaming behind the eyes.
Almost an expression of lust that matched the face itself. All of the hairs
on Troy's neck began to stand up at the sight, his skepticism beginning to
dwindle. When he finally tore his eyes from the necklace and looked back up
at the old man holding it, he no longer had much doubt that it really was
magical.

 Taking a deep breath, Troy asked, "What exactly does it do?"

 The Old Man smiled, his eyes gleaming as he knew that the sale was
guaranteed. The hardest part, convincing Troy that magic was real was over.
Now there were only details.

 "It is powered by the desires of the wearer," the Old Man told Troy slowly,
"It... radiates them towards the source of those desires. In other words,"
he chuckled, "It can make anyone that you lust for... lust for you as well."

 Troy's eyes went wide and a smile slowly formed across his face. "No
shit," he muttered, his hand absently rubbing at his bearded chin. A
million possibilities already started to flood through his mind. "So it's
sort of like a love potion or something?"

 "No," the Old Man chuckled, "Love has nothing to do with it. Just desire."

 For a moment, Troy stared at the lust charm again, almost hypnotized by it.
"How much?" he finally asked.

 After the wizard told him, Troy gasped, "Twenty bucks?" How could
something so cheap possibly be real? Troy's skepticism began to return at
that, knowing that if it could actually make chicks horny for him, then the
thing should be worth a hell of a lot more. "What's the catch?" Troy half
demanded.

 Beginning to look annoyed at Troy's attitude, the Old Man snapped, "The
catch..." he snorted, "The catch is that it only works for 24 hours after
you first put it on. And..." he held the lust charm out, "it has its own
price for each use."

 Troy was silent for a moment as he thought about what the Old Man had said,
though he didn't really understand all of it. Only that the thing only
worked for a day. No wonder it wasn't being sold for a couple thousand. It
must be like some sort of battery that runs down or something, or at least
that was what Troy guessed. Still... if it worked, if it really
worked... then it was definitely worth a mere twenty.

 "I'll take it," Troy finally said, not taking his eyes from the lust charm.

 The Old Man just smiled, his eyes seeming to say, "I knew that you would."

 After Troy had pulled a couple of crumpled tens from his wallet and passed
them over, he took the lust charm and held it gently in his hands, feeling a
faint warmth coming from the metal. With that, he clutched it tight and
started for the door, pausing for a moment just as he had it half open, one
more question coming to him.

 "You said that it has some sort of price..." Troy started, glancing back at
the Old Man.

 "Yes," the Old Man chuckled, "As I said, it gives you what you desire."

 That wasn't any kind of an answer but Troy nodded, not wanting to sound
stupid by asking too much more. After all, what did he really care as long
as the damn thing worked. With that, he quickly left the store, eager to
get away from the weird store, not to mention eager to test his new
purchase.

 Once Troy was away from the store, he stopped and sat down on one of the
mall benches, slowly opening his hand to reveal the medallion that he'd been
clutching tightly within. A grin formed and he chuckled, quickly looking

around to see if there were any hot chicks in sight.

 "Damn," Troy muttered in annoyance, suddenly remembering why he'd gone into
the store in the first place, "I missed that blonde."

 After silently cursing for a moment, Troy paused, feeling rather stupid.
Especially with what he now had. If it worked that was. He glanced down at
the lust charm, shaking his head slightly and licking his lips nervously.

 With a, "This had better work," Troy slipped the necklace over his head,
gasping as he felt a faint tingle run though his body. "Cool," he chuckled,
eager to try it out.

 Troy chuckled and quietly announced, "Time to find some putang."

 During the next several minutes, Troy slowly walked down the corridor, his
eyes intently darting around, looking for any hot looking chicks. However,
he only saw a few women, none of them really being what he was looking for.

 Suddenly Troy stopped, immediately starting to get a hard-on at the sight of
a girl who was just stepping out of a clothing store. He didn't think that
she was as hot as the blonde he'd been watching earlier, but she was
definitely a looker.

 She was a brunette with shoulder length hair and what appeared to be a
pretty tight body. A pair of slacks kind of kept him from getting as good a
look at her legs as he would have like, though the halter top she wore made
up for that, though her breasts looked a little smaller than he would have
liked. However, the halter top did give a great view of her trim washboard
stomach, not to mention the faint moon tattoo under her navel.

 "Hot damn," Troy exclaimed, licking his lips and slowly starting towards
her.

 When Troy was about halfway towards the brunette, she turned and gave him a
faint glance, then she suddenly froze and her expression changed from one of
disinterest... into one of lust. Her eyes gleamed as she gave Troy a once
over and a smile quickly formed on her face.

 Troy smiled at the change in her expression, excited to know that the
medallion actually worked. There was no doubt whatsoever that she was
strongly attracted to him, especially as she started coming towards him as
well.

 "Hi," Troy grinned, still not completely sure. "I'm Troy," he held out his
hand.

 The brunette stared at him, her lust clearly visible within. Her whole
body seemed to be shaking slightly as she licked her lips and took his hand,
somehow managing to turn even that into a highly erotic act.

 "Kelly," she said simply, pulling herself close and giving Troy a
passionate kiss.

 "Oh man," Troy gasped when they pulled away, threatening to cum right there
in his pants. Then he gulped and managed to weakly ask, "Your place or mine?"

 With a faint giggle, Kelly leaned towards his ear and whispered, "I have a
van."

 Troy's eyes nearly popped out of his head with that, and wasting no time,
they both hurried out to the parking lot. It only took several minutes to
find Kelly's van and climb inside, their clothes being torn off almost
silently as they were both extremely eager to start.

 "Oh baby," Troy exclaimed upon seeing Kelly's naked body, his eyes tracing
every line. As far as he was concerned, the necklace had already paid for
itself. "Come to daddy..."

 Kelly just giggled and spread her legs slightly, positioning herself so
that Troy could have better access, "Come and get me..."

 Not needing to be told twice, Troy was immediately on top of Kelly and
fucking her for everything he was worth, loving every moment of it.
Especially since it had been some time since the last time that he'd had
sex.

 It only lasted for several minutes before Troy came. But at the same time,
he felt a tingling from the medallion, then a strange sensation that rushed
through his body but seemed to center on his waist. There was an odd
pulling on his stomach, just as Troy was pulling out of Kelly.

 "What..." Troy gasped in surprise from the strange sensations, glancing
down and then gasping again even louder.

 "But I didn't finish," Kelly complained, though Troy barely paid any
attention to her. Instead, his eyes were focused on his stomach.

 "My stomach," Troy exclaimed in surprise and confusion.

 A single glance revealed that Troy's stomach was noticeably thinner and
firmer, not to mention lacking the normal fine stomach hair that usually
covered it. That alone was more than strange enough, especially since he
could even see muscles better than ever before. However, what surprised
Troy even more was the mysterious appearance of a tattoo, just below his
belly button. It was a moon... identical to the one Kelly had.

 Troy jumped back and grabbed at his stomach with both hands, frantically
patting at the sudden and mysterious changes. He was barely even aware of
Kelly's playing with herself or her complaining that he hadn't finished the
job.

 "What the hell happened to my stomach?" Troy demanded, glaring at Kelly
suspiciously and then freezing when he saw her stomach and finally realized
that it looked identical to his own. Or more accurately, his now looked
just like hers, tattoo and all. "But how...?

 A moment later, Troy looked at the lust charm that still hung around his
neck, the golden face setting gently on his chest. His eyes widened in
realization, knowing that the charm had done that to him. Though why, he
had no idea.

 With a grimace, Troy frantically grabbed at his clothes, struggling to put
them back on as quickly as possible. He paused while half dressed, giving
his much thinner, firmer and smoother stomach an intense look, then finished
up.

 "That bastard," Troy spat furiously, "That fucking old bastard."

 "Where you going?" Kelly demanded, still looking rather horny.

 Troy just gave her a steady look, cursing silently as he wished that he
could fuck her again sometime. However, he still had to figure out what the
hell had happened to his stomach and get it back to normal.

 "I'll see ya later," he told Kelly as he jumped out of the van and started
running back towards the mall. He knew that he had to find that old guy and
make him return Troy to normal.

 Several minutes later, Troy was back where he'd found that store,
however... it was no longer there, much to Troy's shock. It wasn't as if the
store had suddenly moved out in the short time since he'd left, it was
almost as if the store had never been there. Instead, there was one of
those sports clothing stores.

 "Where'd it go?" Troy asked himself, quickly looking around to see if he
might possibly have gotten the wrong place. However, he knew without a
doubt that he hadn't. Somehow... somehow the store had just disappeared.

 After several more minutes, Troy sat down on one of the benches and set his
head into his hands, trying hard to figure out what the hell was happening.
Then it suddenly dawned on him. The Old Man had said that there would be
some sort of price for using the lust charm, so that had to be what the
stomach thing was.

 "Fuck that!" Troy growled, absently patting his stomach through his shirt.
It felt kind of strange, though he had to admit that it wasn't too bad.

 Taking a deep breath, Troy immediately decided that as cool as it was being
able to make women hot for him, he definitely didn't want any more of the
freaky side effects. With that, he grabbed at the lust charm and started to
take it off.

 However, as soon as Troy's hand had firmly grabbed the lust charm and
started lifting, he suddenly felt hornier than he'd ever felt in his life.
With a gasp of surprise, he dropped the necklace and struggled with the urge
to just started jacking himself off right there in the mall.

 "Oh shit," Troy managed to gulp out, standing up and frantically looking
around.

 Then he saw her. Or at least he saw the woman from behind. Her back was
towards him so that all he could clearly see was the long flowing mane of
blonde hair that ran down her back. However, it was enough to make Troy
nearly cum, especially being as horny as the lust charm had made him.

 At that, the woman turned around and stared straight at Troy, giving him a
better look at her. The woman had to be in her mid to late twenties and
looked rather pretty, but certainly not gorgeous. Then a look of confusion
and lust beginning to cover her face. It was obvious that the medallion had
done it's work a second time.

 Troy didn't hesitate before rushing towards the woman and giving her a
passionate kiss, pleased when she started kissing him back just as
passionately. Of course, he knew that she would since the medallion had
taken care of that.

 With a faint smile, Troy asked, "Your car or mine?"

 The woman just gave Troy a hungry look. "I can't wait that long,"

 And with that, she grabbed him by the hand and yanked him towards the hall
with the restroom and offices. Troy eagerly went along, hesitating for just
a moment as she tried pulling him into the women's restroom, but being far
too horny, he quickly gave in. Fortunately, there didn't seem to be anyone
else in there at the moment.

 "And this..." the woman muttered, locking the restroom door behind them,
"Is all we need for some privacy."

 "That's all I need," Troy told her in a quiet voice, immediately throwing
himself at her, too horny to care about anything save satisfying that lust.

 At first they fucked against the door, then on the hard bathroom floor.
The woman, who's name he still didn't know, nearly screamed out as she
clutched Troy, screaming, "More, harder, faster."

 Troy was barely aware of the pounding at the bathroom door, not could he
care. There was only one thing on his mind at the moment and it wouldn't
accept any distractions.

 "Oh yeah," Troy cried out, one hand wrapped in the woman's hair, "Who's
your daddy..." Just then, he finally came, gasping aloud as he filled her
with his cum. "Oh yeah," He sighed with relief.

 Just then, Troy felt the tingle coming from the medallion again, rushing
through his body just like before, though this time focusing on his scalp
instead of his waist. He jumped back away from the woman in horror,
grabbing up at his hair and being shocked to feel it flowing down his back.

 "No..." Troy gasped, pulling a long handful in front of his face and nearly
fainting at the long blonde hair. He snapped around and stared into the
bathroom mirror, his eyes going wide at the long flowing mane of blonde hair
that he now possessed. Just like the woman's. "FUCK NO!"

 Troy frantically tugged at his hair, however it didn't come away. Instead,
all it did was hurt his scalp and made him want to scream in frustration.
It was obvious that he couldn't do anything about it at the moment. The
damn medallion had taken it's price again.

 "Gave me what I lusted for," Troy gasped, realizing exactly what the price
was. What that freaky old guy in the bath robe had actually meant by that.
"DAMN!"

 With a few more curses, Troy quickly started cleaning himself off with
paper towels and started getting dressed again. The woman looked somewhat
embarrassed as she slowly stood up and started getting dressed as well,
looking just a little confused as she obviously wondered what the hell she'd
just done and why.

 "What the hell is going on in there?" a woman's voice yelled through the
door.

 Troy just growled, "Mind your own damn business!" And with that, he threw
open the door, glaring at the several women who were clustered out there
waiting, shocked looks on their faces. Then he glanced back at the woman
he'd just fucked, seeing the slightly dazed look on her face. A faint surge
of guilt ran through Troy, though he shrugged it off and said, "You're
pretty good lady."

 With that, Troy pushed past the woman and nearly ran down the hallway into
the main mall. He glanced around frantically and took a deep breath,
wincing as strands of blonde hair fell in front of his eyes. There was no
doubt that he had to get out of there now, before anything else weird
happened. Less than two minutes later, Troy was back in his car and
tearing off as fast as he could.

 Troy grimaced, cursing as he paced back and forth across the center of his
dorm room. Every several feet, he would glance down at the necklace around
his neck, then to the strands of blonde hair that kept falling around his
shoulders.

 "No fucking way," Troy spat, patting at his much now washboard stomach,
"This can't be fucking happening."

 However, Troy had no doubt that it was indeed real. That his body had
somehow transformed slightly as a result of using the lust charm. He stared
at the charm intently, feeling a swirl of conflicting emotions. It could
give him any woman that he wanted, satisfying his every lust... but the side
effects of each use... Troy definitely didn't like the way they had been
going.

 "I've got something that'll turn me into a chick magnet," Troy sighed, "and
I can't even use the damn thing."

 Then Troy smiled, his eyes gleaming as he thought about how great it had
been to use it. That brunette had been great, and the blonde... He just
wished that he wasn't stuck with reminders of fucking them. Memories would
have been souvenir enough.

 But what was even worse than having the medallion and not daring to use it,
was the fact that he was already horny again. Troy was a little startled at
that, at how quickly he was able to get an erection again after cumming.
Then again, it was obviously another effect of the lust charm, though a
rather pleasant one.

 "I can definitely use that too," Troy grinned, plopping down finally into a
chair and slipping a hand down the front of his pants to jack off. "If I
can find a chick before the damn thing wears off."

 Just then, Troy heard someone fumbling with the lock on the door. Try
quickly yanked his hand back, managing to do so just before he saw someone
else step into the room. With a faint sigh of relief, not to mention
embarrassment at having almost been caught, Troy recognized his roommate
Bastion.

 "How's it going?" Troy greeted his roommate, at the same time wishing that
the other boy would just leave him alone.

 Bastion nodded, then suddenly froze and gave Troy an odd look. "What's up
with that?"

 "With what?" Troy started, then gulped as he remembered his how blonde
hair. He grabbed at it, horribly embarrassed and struggling to come up with
some sort of explanation.

 For a brief moment, he was tempted to tell Bastion the truth, however he
immediately struck down that idea, knowing that Bastion would try taking the
lust charm away from him. Troy's quickly clutched the charm at that,
knowing that he wasn't going to let anyone steal it from him. It was his.

 "It's a wig," Troy finally spat out.

 Bastion sighed, "Well, duh. I know it's a wig Toad," he used the nickname
that Troy hated, "I just wanted to know why. Then his eyes started to go
wide and he took a step back, "You're not one of those crossdressers, are
you?" He eyed Troy skeptically.

 Troy scowled, "Hell no..."

 "Not that there's anything wrong with it," Bastion quickly added, obviously
trying to cover himself just in case. He still looked embarrassed though as
he gave Troy another odd look.

 "I lost a bet," Troy lied, relaxing a little when Bastion nodded in
understanding. That was certainly an explanation that his roommate would
believe.

 Then, Bastion turned back to the still open door and a moment later, in
stepped a hot looking brunette with legs that seemed to go on forever. She
already had a smile on her face as she stepped inside, looking around with
an expression of amusement.

 "Typical bachelors pad," the girl commented.

 "This is Kirsten," Bastion told Troy, giving him a significant look to let
Troy know that she was off limits. Then Bastion chuckled, "You're going to
have to tell me about that bet later."

 At that, Troy smiled and stood up, blushing as he brushed his hair back,
deciding that he was definitely going to have it cut and dyed back to the
normal color and soon. "I'm Troy," he introduced himself, holding out his
hand.

 Kirsten smiled and held out her own for him to shake. As Troy took it, he
couldn't help staring at how fine her hands looked, not to mention the nice
manicure job. It was definitely enough to turn him on, as if he wasn't
before.

 Suddenly there was a flicker in Kirsten's eyes and her expression changed,
making Troy gulp and hesitantly step back as he realized what he'd done,
though at the same time, he was extremely tempted to just give in to his
urges. If Bastion hadn't been there...

 "Oh... my..." Kirsten whispered, giving Troy an intensely lustful look.

 Bastion scowled, "Come on Kirst, I guess we'd better get going or we're
gonna be late."

 Kirsten turned towards him, "But..."

 "Hey," Bastion half snapped, glaring quickly at Troy, "We've got to get
your friends from the airport."

 For a moment, Kirsten looked horribly disappointed, glancing between
Bastion and Troy. Then, with a very visible gulp, she slowly started with
Bastion towards the door, obviously hesitant to do what she obviously
desired to with both Bastion standing there and her friends waiting.

 Then, she turned back towards Troy and gave him a look of longing, her eyes
burning with lust. And with an obvious exertion of willpower, she licked
her lips, winked at Troy as if to promise 'later' and then she went through
the door.

 Once they were gone, Troy just stood there, staring at the door, hardly
able to believe that Kirsten had walked out and half relieved that she had.
Obviously the lust charm wasn't completely irresistible, though it damn near
was. There was absolutely no doubt that Kirsten would have fucked him right
then and there if she'd been able to.

 "Damn, damn, and double damn!" Troy suddenly burst out, nearly screaming in
frustration. "I can't believe that fucking shit." Then he shook his head,
grabbing at his cock and muttering, "I definitely need to go find a chick
now."

 However, Troy remained where he was, beginning to jack off with his hand
down his pants. At the moment, he was too hard to wait.

 "But first..." Troy mumbled, walking towards the bathroom with his hand
still down his pants.

 Troy pulled down his pants and masturbated in front of the toilet,
positioning himself to make as little mess as possible. A short while
later, Troy finally came, spurting all over the back of the toilet seat, not
caring the least about the mess that he was making. He was just glad to
have gotten his rocks off.

 Suddenly Troy froze, a familiar tingle beginning to run through his body.
"No..." Troy gasped, but it was too late. Before he'd barely registered the
changes, they were completed. "FUCK NO!"

 With a feeling of dread, Troy held his hands out, his eyes going wide as he
stared at them. They were no longer his hands. Both of them were smaller
and more slender. They were definitely feminine, even having longer and
perfectly manicured nails, already covered with the same dark red shade of
nail polish that Kirsten had been wearing.

 Troy stared at his hands for several minutes, taking turns cursing and
being completely silent before returning to cursing again. He slowly
wiggled his fingers, almost amazed as they actually moved. It was
unbelievably odd to see a strangers hands... a woman's hands on the ends of
his wrists.

 Finally Troy put his hands down, pulling his pants back up and quietly
leaving the bathroom, lost in his thoughts. He could scarcely believe the
strange changes that had started in his body, giving him almost a copy of
body parts of the women he'd had sex with... and even beat off to. Or at
least ones that the lust charm had effected since he wasn't sure about other
women.

 With a sinking feeling, Troy slowly moved back to the main living area and
plopped down into a chair, staring not at the changes in his body, but at
the wall. "You get what you lust for," he snorted, repeating what the
freaking wizard had told him. "No fucking shit." Troy just wished that the
bastard had been clear instead of fucking with him like that.

 Troy remained where he was for some time, staring into space, lost in his
own thoughts. He felt almost numb, knowing that if he let himself feel
anything, his fears and confusion would probably overwhelm him. He'd
probably even run out of the dorm room, screaming in panic or something
equally stupid.

 Suddenly Troy bolted upright, remembering something else that the old guy
had told him. His eyes widened at the thought and a faint smile began to
form.

 With a sigh of relief, Troy whispered, "24 hours." That guy in the
bathrobe had said that the lust charm only worked for 24 hours. And if that
was true, then when it was over, he'd just turn back to normal. "Cool,"
Troy sighed.

 And as he thought about it, he chuckled, glancing down at his hands and
deciding that it wasn't too bad anyway. After all, how hard would it be to
cut and dye his hair, then cut his fingernails. Being a little thinner
wouldn't be much of a problem, though he had to admit that the smaller hands
might be a little embarrassing.

 However, Troy took a long look at his hands, deciding that even if it did
wear off the next day like he expected, he didn't want to be changed any
more. It was embarrassing enough as it was and he sure as hell didn't want
to change any more. Hell, Bastion would never let him live it down.

 Having made up his mind not to use the lust charm again, Troy leaned back
and turned on the TV, determined not to leave the dorm room until it was
over, no matter how tempting it would be. Unfortunately though, once he
saw that Baywatch was on a minute later, he knew that it was going to be a
hell of a lot harder than he'd expected.

 Some hours later, Troy was in bed, sleeping restlessly. It had taken
nearly all of his willpower to remain at home rather than taking full
advantage of the lust charm. Of the fact that any girl he wanted would be
his, with just a look.

 Troy slowly awoke from the middle of an erotic dream, surprised to find
that the dream was still going on. He could still feel the touch.... Troy
nearly bolted upright with a yell when he realized that there was someone
there... almost on top of him. He could feel a hand against his hard cock.

 "What the..." Troy started.

 But before Troy could finish, he heard a "Shhhh." The shadowy figure
reached bent over, revealing that it was definitely a woman. Troy could
feel her naked breasts rubbing up against his chest, her hair falling into
his face. "I... I couldn't resist..." she whispered in a sexy voice. Troy
nearly came right there, recognizing the voice.

 "Kirsten..." he whispered in surprise. Feeling confused for a moment, Troy
glanced over at his clock, seeing that it was 2AM. "What are you doing
here?" However, he couldn't help smiling, already highly excited from the
surprise awakening.

 "I..." Kirsten paused, "I've been thinking about you ever since we met."
Her voice oozed with lust, making Troy realize that the lust charm was still
affecting her. "Please..." she started quietly, "Make... make love to me.
Fuck me."

 Troy nodded, a grin spreading across his face. Consequences be damned, he
didn't hesitate in the least before reaching for her and starting to suck on
her nipples. Besides, he absently reminded himself as they started to work
into position... it would all wear off...

 A short while later, Kirsten gasped aloud, her whole body shaking slight in
obvious orgasm. Then, almost as if that was the signal, Troy came as well,
groaning as he orgasmed, then pulling himself out of Kirsten and collapsing
into the bed beside her.

 "That was great," Troy slurred, closing his eyes in exhaustion, barely
aware of the tingling before he fell back asleep.

---

 Troy woke up to the feeling of his bed shaking, quickly sitting up,
memories of the sex with Kirsten immediately coming to him. As soon as he
opened his eyes, he instinctively turned his head to look at the space next
to him, seeing instead the cause for the bed shaking. It was Kirsten,
climbing out of it.

 Kirsten turned and gave Troy and embarrassed look, and a somewhat confused
look. "I'm sorry..." she rushed out, her face turning bright red in
embarrassment. "I didn't mean to wake you." She glanced at the door,
nervously stepping towards it.

 "What..." Troy muttered groggily, glancing at the clock and seeing that it
was only around 5AM.

 "I can't believe I did that," Kirsten muttered, giving Troy a quick glance.
Then she gulped visibly, "I don't know why I did that," she blurted out,
"I never sleep with guys I just met. Oh God, I was so horny, and it was
good... but it can't happen again. Oh Bastion..." And with that, she nearly
ran out of the room, without a scrap of clothes on.

 Troy just stared at the door for a minute, shaking his head slightly and
wondering what her problem was. After all, she'd wanted it just as much as
he had. However, a faint voice in the back of his head reminded him that it
was only because of the lust charm. That she didn't really want him on her
own. Then there was a vague feeling of guilt as Troy wondered if using the
lust charm was any better than slipping someone a rufy.

 "Naw," Troy muttered, letting out a yawn. He quickly pushed away the
nagging feeling in the back of his mind, reminding himself that she'd been
perfectly willing. She'd even come to him. And besides, it had just been a
bit of sex.

 However, there were several things that Troy had learned from the incident.
One was that when the lust charm turned a chick on, they remained on until
he actually got to have them. That made him smile faintly, though he was a
little disappointed at the other thing. That after they'd actually had sex,
it apparently wore off. That was rather disappointing as Troy had half been
hoping to form his own permanent little harem.

 Then with that, Troy let out another yawn before turning over and quickly
going back to sleep. 5AM was definitely too early to be up unless he
absolutely had no choice.

 It was some hours later when Troy woke up again and slowly climbed out of
bed, scratching at his beard and smiling faintly at the weight of the
medallion against his chest. With a yawn, he left his small, cramped room
and stepped into the main living area. Then, he gave a faint glance at the
door to Bastions tiny bedroom, wondering if Kirsten was in there with him.

 "Doesn't matter," Troy muttered, smirking as he thought about the way she'd
come for him. He could definitely do with some more of that. In fact, the
thought was already starting to make him hard.

 With that, Troy went into the small bathroom that he and Bastion shared to
take his morning piss. But as he stood there, reaching down for his cock,
he froze, his eyes going wide as they finally noticed his legs.

 "Fuck!" Troy spat, glaring at his completely smooth and feminine legs.
Sexy looking legs at that. "As if my hands weren't enough from that bitch."
With that, Troy turned his attention back to his hands giving them a glare
before returning to his business.

 It didn't take Troy very long before he'd showered and gotten dressed as
well, finding that the slightly shorter length of his legs made his pants a
little less fitting... not to mention creating another problem since his
shoes were too big. He cursed, but solved the problem with several extra
pairs of socks, reminding himself that the 24 hour time limit would be up in
just a few hours... and everything would be all back to normal.

 "Yo Bast," Troy called, knocking on Bastion's bedroom door and then
pushing it open. He wasn't at all surprised to see that Bastion was already
gone. He was probably off at one of his classes already or something.

 With a shrug, Troy turned and hurried out of the dorm room, absently
fingering the medallion around his neck but making absolutely no move to
take it off, clearly remembering what had happened the last time that he'd
tried that. He might like to get horny and fuck chicks, but he definitely
didn't like the way that the damn thing had done it to him.

 At first, Troy just started walking across campus, wondering if he should
just wait it out... or take advantage of the medallion while he had it.
After all, what was the good of having something like that if he didn't use
it, even if it did have a few... side effects?

 "Better safe than sorry," he told himself, not sure that he really believed
it. The term, 'no guts, no glory', also came to mind.

 Then Troy saw a somewhat figure walking a short distance away. It was the
redhead with the awesome tits from the mall the day before. Troy froze and
stared at her for a moment, nearly drooling with anticipation. There was no
longer any doubt about what he was going to do the moment she turned and
gave Troy a very lust filled look a moment later... thanks to the medallion
once again.

 Grinning to himself, Troy started towards the redhead, knowing without any
question that he was definitely going to get laid again. The faint worry
about whether or not what he was doing was wrong, stirred once again.
However, Troy easily pushed that fear away, along with the reminder of the
lust charm's price.

 "Damn this hair," Troy muttered, suddenly feeling embarrassed to have even
longer and silkier hair than the girl he was about to fuck. At least he was
glad that he'd pulled it back into something of a ponytail but wishing that
he'd cut it back in the dorm room instead.

 A minute later, Troy was locked into a passionate kiss with the redhead,
neither of them having spoken a word as they'd approached each other. It
took a great deal of effort for Troy to pull himself back, especially when
one of her hands was sneaking down the front of his pants.

 "Not..." he coughed, realizing that more than a few people were watching,
"Not here. People..."

 "My place isn't far," the girl whispered, rubbing at Troy's cock, not
seeming to care in the least that they were in a public place. "Why don't
we take it there handsome."

 Troy nodded, an eager grin on his face. He didn't have to be asked twice
and nearly pushed the redhead along to hurry up getting there... and down to
the real important stuff.

 It didn't take long at all before the redhead, stopped, gesturing to one of
the women's dormitories. Troy's eyes widened but he didn't hesitate to
follow her in, grinning even more as he realized how many other hot chicks
would be nearby.

 "Right this way..." the redhead told Troy, rushing up the stairs, nearly
dragging him behind her.

 When they finally reached the redheads room, she wasted no time at all in
tearing at his clothes, nearly ripping them off in her urgency. That didn't
bother Troy in the least and he went at her with nearly equal enthusiasm.

 The woman was incredibly wild, more passionate than even any of the other
girls Troy had ever had sex with. She nearly threw him on the bed, then
jumped on top of him, obviously wanting to be on top. He didn't offer any
resistance, grinning eagerly and deciding that it was definitely going to be
interesting.

 "OH YEAH," the redhead screamed out a short while later, riding Troy for
everything she was worth, "Fuck me baby. Fuck me harder."

 Troy just grunted and did his best to keep up with her wild passion. She
screamed out, obviously orgasming for what he guessed was her second time,
while he struggled to just keep from cumming too soon. Then he finally
came, letting out a gasp as his orgasm overtook him, quickly followed by the
tingling.

 "Fuckin awesome," Troy sighed, deciding that he was definitely going to
have to hook up with that chick again sometime. Even without the medallions
help, he was going to find some way to get into her pants again. "You are
wild."

 With that, the redhead rolled off of Troy, almost pouting as she gave her
another look, licking her lips. Troy was just relieved that the lust
charm's effects didn't wear off immediately. Or did it?

 "Not bad," the redhead said, playing with herself and grinning at Troy.
"Maybe we can do it again sometime."

 Troy grinned back, "I'd love to." He just hoped that she'd still be in the
mood for it later. At the moment though, he was a bit spent.

 With that, Troy sat up, gulping as he suddenly felt the weight hanging from
his chest. He looked down, his eyes going wide as he saw a pair of very
nice looking tits. Large, round and firm, just the way he liked them.
Just like the ones on the redhead.

 "Damn," Troy grunted, nervously touching them. The nipples were fully
erect and felt extremely good, almost like a couple more tiny cocks. And
the skin around them... it was smooth and creamy, just the way Troy liked it.
At least on a woman, though unfortunately he was beginning to look a little
close to being one himself. "Just what I didn't need."

 Troy sighed, wondering how the hell he was going to get around campus now
without getting laughed at. He sure as hell couldn't just hide a pair like
that.

 The redhead gave him an odd look. "Something wrong?"

 With a snort, Troy gestured at his new breasts, wondering how he could
possibly explain them. "Um... these," he snorted sarcastically, wondering
how he could possibly have missed those.

 However, the redhead just gave him an odd look and shook her head faintly,
apparently not noticing anything strange. That just made Troy wonder what
the hell was going on, though he didn't waste any time worrying about it
before grabbing for his clothes.

 Several minutes later, Troy left the redheads room, having borrowed a
sweater from her that would actually cover his new breasts since his own
shirt definitely wouldn't. Still, even with the new weight, he smiled,
slipping the piece of paper that she'd give him with her name and number on
it into his pocket.

 "Hope she's still in the mood," Troy chuckled, trying to find his way out
of the building.

 However, Troy was almost immediately lost, having not paid too much
attention to where he was going on the way in. Then he stepped into a large
room which he immediately recognized as the dorm dayroom. But what really
drew his attention was the fact that it was already occupied by about a half
dozen girls.

 "Oh my," Troy gasped, not sure whether he'd died and gone to heaven, or was
about to get caught and sent straight to hell.

 His eyes quickly locked onto a girl who was bent over and tying her shoes,
her shapely ass sticking straight out at him, immediately turning Troy hard
again. With that, the girl slowly stood up and turned around, looking
straight at Troy with an expression of lust.

 "Who..." the girl started, catching the other girl's attention. They all
turned and looked at Troy, giving him a clearer view of them all.

 Troy's eyes quickly darted around the room, to the girl with a somewhat
plain body but the face of an angel. Then to the girl who had the most
brilliant green eyes that he'd ever seen. He nearly drooled as he looked
around the room, at all of the girls who's expressions turned to one's of
lust.

 "I... I didn't mean to do that..." Troy started, nervously taking a step
back as all of the girls started towards him, looking extremely horny and
determined. "Oh shit!" was all he managed to get out before they were on
top of him.

 As Troy's clothes were all torn from him, he quickly realized that he was
horny as hell, no longer even fighting back against the girls but going
after them with equal fervor. It was as if the medallion was giving him the
will to accept it's gifts... and as he found out over the next hour... the
ability.

 Troy was in a near mindless state as he threw himself fully into the pile
of women, living out what had always been one of his fantasies. Just him,
in an orgy with 6 girls... all to himself. However, he didn't have time to
think about that, only to fuck the woman, one after another, even pleasuring
another with his tongue or hands at the same time.

 Somehow, Troy was able to remain hard for the next hour or so, even cumming
time and again, at least once with each woman, the medallion giving him the
sexual strength to accomplish his... and it's goals. Troy was barely even
aware of the almost constant tingling that ran through his body during the
sexual frenzy.

 When they had finally finished, Troy staggered out of the room, completely
naked save for the medallion, barely able even to stand. He ached with
exhaustion, his balls feeling almost as if they were going to explode while
his dick felt so sore that he thought it might fall off. Never before in
his life had he even imagined being so sexually used up. So drained that he
couldn't even think of sex again. Troy never would have thought that he
could have too much of a good thing, or at least too much of that good
thing.

 "Oh fuck," Troy creaked out, grabbing a wall for balance. He closed his
eyes, aware of the strange feelings from his body. Everything about his
body felt off... not just his waist, hands and legs. "I don't think I'll
ever be able to get hard again."

 Then, taking a deep breath, Troy opened his eyes and looked down at
himself, his eyes tracing his body, not seeing anything that was his own
except for his cock and balls. He gulped and then touched his skin, all of
it smooth and soft. All of it very feminine and sexy. Everything that he
could see looked so feminine and sexy, as if he'd taken the best parts of
every woman that he'd fucked since getting the medallion.

 "I can't believe this shit," Troy spat, finally hearing that even his voice
had changed, getting soft and sexy. "I'm... I'm..." He gulped, knowing that
he looked like a chick. "I need a mirror." There was no doubt that he just
had to see himself, even though he already knew what he'd find.

 With that, Troy looked down at himself again, continuing to slowly run his
hands over his skin, pausing for a moment to glance at the tattoo of thorns
that now wrapped around his bicep. It was the second tattoo that he'd
gained without ever having been touched by a tattoo artist's needle.

 Troy groaned, then reminded himself, "It'll wear off soon." He glanced
down at his wrist, frowning when he saw that even his watch was missing.
With a single look back towards the dayroom, Troy winced, deciding that it
might not be a good idea to go back in there just yet. As great as that
was, another round would probably kill him. "Just a little longer."

 However, it didn't take Troy long before realizing that his first priority
had to be getting something to wear. There was no way that he could just
keep walking around naked, either in the dorm or on the way back to his own.
He was going to have to find clothes... and fast.

 With a grimace, Troy paused and looked back towards the day room that he'd
just come from, trying to guess his chances of grabbing his clothes and
running back out. Not that they'd do much good at the moment though since
the only thing that would still fit was the sweater that he'd borrowed from
the redhead.

 "Damn," Troy muttered, weighing his options.

 Just then, he suddenly heard a frantic, "WHAT THE HELL?"

 Snapping his head up, Troy stared at a somewhat sexy blonde haired woman
who'd just come from one of the rooms, who was standing there, staring back
at Troy with a look of shock. Specifically, at his crotch, the only
remaining part of his own body.

 "Oh shit..." Troy gasped, his eyes going wide as he recognized her as the
same hot blonde that he'd been following at the mall the day before. The
same one that he'd gone into that freakshop to look for. There was no way
that he could believe his luck.

 The woman just stood there for a moment, obviously shocked at seeing what
appeared to be a woman with a cock, running around naked through the halls
of her dorm building. Troy gulped, suddenly terrified that she was going
to call the cops on him, though that was really the least of his worries for
the moment.

 But before the blonde could do anything, Troy was startled to realize that
he had a hard-on again... something that he would have thought impossible
after his last group encounter. However, due to the medallion, he not only
had an erection, but a strong need to use it. And from the sudden look in
the blonde's eyes, Troy didn't think that he'd be waiting very long at all
to do just that.

 As Troy licked his lips and slowly stepped towards the blonde, he wasn't
sure whether to be horrified or excited. Instead, he muttered, "Here we go
again," already moving towards the blonde.

 Once they were inside her room, the blonde smiled seductively at Troy,
whispering in a husky voice, "I'm Melinda,"

 "Troy," he responded, fighting back against the urge to just throw her on
the bed and fuck her brains out. He wasn't sure how much of his growing
horniness was his, and how much was caused by the lust charm. Then with a
gulp, Troy pulled himself back, using a great effort of will, weakly asking,
"D... do you have a mirror."

 Melinda nodded, looking curious. "Something a little... kinky?"

 Without answering, Troy gave a faint nod, pleased when Melinda took him to
her small bedroom and gestured to the large mirror that covered the wall in
front of the bed. He gulped and moved to get a good look at his reflection
while Melinda slowly started to strip on the bed, letting him get a good
look at her show in the mirror as well. However, what truly held Troy's
attention was his reflection.

 "Damn, I'm hot," Troy whispered, blinking several times to make sure that he
was really seeing what he thought that he was seeing.

 The figure in the mirror was that of a sexy woman with long blonde hair,
incredibly gorgeous in nearly ever way. All except for the cock and balls
with jutted out from between her legs, the last remnant of Troy's real form.
He gulped, almost wishing that the time limit was already up so that he
could get back to normal.

 Then, catching a clear glimpse of Melinda in the mirror, Troy grinned,
quickly musing, "But it can wait just a little longer." And with that, he
turned his full attention to the woman on the bed.

 After several minutes of passionate kissing and licking at each other's
bodies, Melinda shifted position and grinned at Troy. "Just sit back and
enjoy." With that, she put her head down and started to slowly lick at
Troy's cock, nearly making him cum right there. However, her careful
ministrations didn't end there.

 Troy was nearly lost in estcasy as Melinda worked at his cock and balls,
giving him the best blowjob that he'd ever had, or even imagined having.
She didn't even seem to have the slightest gag reflex, swallowing taking the
whole thing down her throat. Several times he'd nearly came, but she always
managed to stop him, then build him right back up again. Moaning from the
intensity of it, Troy couldn't help but admire her expertise.

 "Ohmanohmanohman..." Troy gasped out just before he finally came, with
Melinda swallowing every drop of it, turning him on even more if that was
possible.

 Once again the tingle ran through Troy, making him gasp from it, even
though he'd felt it far too many times already. This time though, it didn't
seem to focus on any part of his body. Instead, he felt a
faint... something, inside of his head. Inside of his very thoughts, though
Troy didn't pay it much attention.

 As Troy started to go soft, Melinda pulled back, giving him a sly look.
"Can't have that now, can we?" And with that, she started going at it
again, quickly bringing back to an erection.

 This time however, Troy was slightly startled to realized exactly what she
was doing in a way that he hadn't before. Ideas of what else he could do in
her place ran through his head, nearly shocking him with their detail and
understanding. It was almost as though he was the expert at giving
blowjobs.

 Melinda stopped though once she had Troy fully hard again, then she
chuckled, "Your turn."

 Troy didn't hesitate to change his own position and start to lick her out,
hesitating only a moment to admire her smooth shaven pussy. It was
something that he'd only done a few times, preferring to avoid if possible,
however, he eagerly went at her, doing the best that he could. And from the
way Melinda was squirming around and moaning, he knew that he was doing it
right.

 After Melinda had cum a few times, letting Troy know with a faint scream
after each, he grinned and changed position again. The appetizers had been
incredible, but his cock was more than ready for the main course.

 It didn't take much longer before Troy came again, yelling out, "YES," as
he filled Melinda.

 This time, as both the orgasm and tingling washed through him, Troy gasped
as his cock was pulled out of Melinda, though he was still pressed right up
against her. He jumped back and stared down at his crotch in shock, seeing
that it was a smooth and hairless pussy, just like Melinda's.

 "Fuck," Troy gasped, quickly glancing at the clock beside Melinda's bed and
seeing that there was only about twenty minutes until the time was up.
 
 'Until I get back to normal,' Troy thought eagerly, grinning as he decided
that he could wait that long before getting his cock back and fucking
Melinda again.

 "Just what I had in mind," Melinda giggled, grabbing at Troy and licking at
his crotch again, not even seeming to notice that he no longer had a cock.

 Troy nearly choked at Melinda's enthusiasm, her insatiability. It was like
she was some sort of nympho or something, without his even having to use the
medallion on her anymore. Then he gasped as her tongue touched an
especially sensitive spot, sending shivers of pleasure all through his body.
It felt different, but very, very good.

 Once again Melinda brought Troy to the edge of orgasm and back several
times before finally letting him cum. Troy screamed out as the orgasm
blasted through his body, barely aware of the tingling from the medallion as
the tingling from his own body overwhelmed. But Melinda still wasn't done
and continued her work, sending Troy into a small series of orgasms, with
him screaming out mindlessly each time.

 Then Troy finally sat up, breathing hard and trying to regain some control
over his senses. Everything was rolling, seeming almost to be filled with
brilliant colors. His entire body felt intensely alive... and still horny.

 Taking a deep breath, Troy looked at Melinda and licked his lips, more than
ready to continue. He needed more sex. Lots more. Without hesitation, he
threw himself at her, determined to return the favor, quickly finding that
he instinctively knew exactly where to lick to bring her the most pleasure.
However, something in the back of his mind compared it to sucking a cock,
almost wishing that he had one of those to work with as well.

 Suddenly Troy froze as a cold tingle ran through his body, focusing on the
medallion that he was still wearing. He gasped, quickly glancing at the
clock and realizing that the time was finally up and he was about to turn
back to normal.

 "Oh God," Troy cried out, not sure whether to be disappointed or relieved.

 Then, the lust charm glowed red against Troy's chest, burning bright
against his skin before suddenly vanishing. Troy remained where he was,
motionlessly staring at the spot on his chest where the lust charm's face
had been resting just a moment earlier. However, it was indeed gone... but
the changes to his body weren't. His body was still that of a woman.

 Troy remained froze, staring down at his body in shock, wondering what had
gone wrong. Wondering why he hadn't turned back when the time was up... when
the medallion vanished. Then the Old Man's words came back to him, nearly
causing him to gasp horror as he remembered that the guy had said that it
only worked for 24 hours... that it would wear off then.

 With feelings of confusion, Troy scrambled backwards, much to the obvious
surprise of Melinda. But he didn't pay much attention to her, instead
grabbing at his body frantically, half in tears.

 "My body..." Troy gasped, grabbing at his tits, "I'm stuck..." He was
horrified as it sank in, the realization that it wasn't going to just wear
off as he'd expected, that he was trapped in the form of a sexy
woman.... now... and forever. "No..."

 Melinda gave Troy a confused... though still slightly horny look, "What's
wrong? You're freaking me out."

 Troy gulped and looked up, spitting out, "It was supposed to wear off...
That old freak in a bathrobe..."

 Suddenly Melinda let out a gasp, her eyes going wide. She leaned over and
gave Troy an intense look, quietly asking, "You found that shop didn't you?
The one that sells magic stuff." When Troy gave her a startled nod, she
groaned, "Not you too..."

 "What... what do you mean?" Troy asked, his curiosity suddenly overriding
his panic. Then he felt a faint chill run down his spine as he remembered
the Old Man had said something about her being one of his customers.

 Melinda nodded, a wry smile on grin on her face. "And let me guess... he
changed you into that hot little body you have now."

 "Yeah, sorta," Troy admitted sheepishly, looking down and nearly choking as
he admitted, "I... I was a guy."

 "Figures," Melinda sighed, "And it ain't gonna do any good trying to find
him. He's gone. Trust me... I know." She gave him a sympathetic look, then
grinned, licking her lips.

 Troy stared at her, startled to realize that he was still rather horny
himself and the way she was looking at him wasn't helping in the least. He
gulped, not sure what to do, half torn between running as fast as he could
to the mall, and half tempted to just go back to fucking Melinda.

 And as Troy thought about it, something seemed to tell him that Melinda was
right. That he probably wouldn't find that strange store again, much less a
cure for himself. That didn't mean that he wasn't going to try though.
However, as he stared at Melinda, he knew that the store could easily wait
until later. There was something else far more urgent that needed his
immediate and undivided attention. With that, Troy nearly threw himself at
Melinda, who giggled at Troy's response.

 "That's it," she purred excitedly, "YES!"

 Some time, and a number orgasms later from both of them, Troy was licking
at Melinda once again, nearly exhausted but still horny, almost surprised by
his own insatiable new libido. At least Melinda was keeping up with his own
hungers, much to his relief. However, that wasn't surprising since his own
was merely a reflection of hers.

 And as Troy licked at Melinda's clit, loving the she squealed from it, he
couldn't help but wishing that he had a cock to suck as well. He nearly
drooled in anticipation, wondering what a nice big one inside of himself
would feel like. It surprised him at how much he wanted it, how much he
craved it. And how little it was worrying him

 Still, there was no doubt in the back of Troy's mind that his curiosity and
cravings wouldn't remain unsatisfied for long. He... she wouldn't have any
difficulty in finding some hot guy... Perhaps before going to the mall to
find that old man... or was that clothes... Or whatever it was that she had
to do later.

 With that, she stopped worrying about what she was going to do later,
giving her full attention to the matter at hand. To the pleasure that she
and Melinda were giving each other. Nothing else was as important as that,
even some silly trip to the mall.

 Elsewhere, the Old Man's laughter echoed through a cluttered shop. "Yet
another satisfied customer," And with a satisfied grin, he mused, "Now for
that pride charm..."

THE END