Given he was an only child and raised by his rich aunt, money had never been an issue with him… so, it wasn’t a surprise to anybody that he decided to take the summer off after graduating UMASS with a Master’s before seeking employment.

One evening while perusing Blockbuster Video, his attention was drawn to a pair of young blonde hotties that were giggling over something in the horror section.  He watched in amusement and couldn't help but be drawn to how adorable they looked together.  Then something quite unexpectedly happened, stunning him.  The girls stopped giggling and moved together and kissed... and it wasn’t until their kiss turned passionate before they suddenly broke apart.

Living in these parts, he was well aware that it wasn't a rarity to see two girls kissing, but there was something innocent about these girls… especially when they both looked flustered and embarrassed afterwards.

It was about this time that he felt someone was staring at him, and when he spun around to see who it was he was floored with the girl’s beauty.  The girl stood about 5'7", possessed long dark hair that hung straight down to her ass, and her breasts thrust out proudly against her black halter-top.  To cap off the look, the girl wore skintight jeans that looked painted on!

"Hi," he finally managed to greet the girl, trying desperately to regain his composure.

"Hi yourself," the girl replied, smiling... and then she gestured with her hand towards the blondes that he’d been watching.  "They certainly look hot together, don’t they?"

He turned back to the blondes who were openly touching one another, and was still struck at how shy their advances appeared.

"Yes, they are," he agreed, noting the eroticism of them, “but they're lacking something.”

"Oh… and what might that be?" the girl asked with a smile.

"A man," he replied with his own smile.

"Ah, yes... a ménage a` trios would add a lot, I'm sure, so why don't you offer your services?” the girl responded with a grin.

"However arousing that may be, I’d rather be with you," he replied, smiling at his own cleverness.

"My name is Danielle...  Danielle Anderson," she greeted him, extending her hand.

"Chris Templar," he responded, loving the feel of her warm hand.
 

***

Chris always had a knack for picking girls up... as he used a combination of confidence and his charming good looks.  So, when Danielle fell in line with all the other girls he had hit upon, he wasn’t especially surprised.  They went out for coffee from the video store.

He discovered that Danielle had just completed her sophomore year at Smith College, and was planning on staying in Northampton area for the summer.  He in turn told Danielle that he wasn't quite sure what he wanted to do with his life and decided to spend the summer in Amherst.  They ended up talking all night and agreed to go out on a date the following night.

Wanting to impress Danielle, he wined and dined her at one of the best restaurants in town.  Then they took a stroll afterwards through downtown Northampton.  By the time he returned her back to her apartment it was late, but this didn’t stop her from inviting him up for a nightcap.  No sooner had she closed the door to her apartment, she dropped down to her knees, quickly withdrew his cock from his pants and took him inside her mouth.  The suddenness and intensity of his pleasure elicited a moan while Danielle licked up one side of his hard shaft and then down the other.  It didn't take long before he exploded inside her mouth.

After she had swallowed every drop, she led him into her bedroom where she stripped completely naked and climbed on her bed.  Never had he seen a more beautiful girl before in his life and he nearly feinted when she opened her legs.  Quickly, he stripped off his clothes and joined her… but instead of fucking her like he had planned, he quickly found himself going down on her, returning her fellatio with some cunnilingus of his own.
 

***

One date led to two... then three... and by the end of the month they were inseparable.  One day after an afternoon of sex, curiosity got the better of him.

"How come we don’t fuck?" he asked, confused.

"I'm not ready yet," she replied, smiling.

‘Not ready…?’ he thought in confusion.  Danielle didn’t think twice about prancing around their apartments naked, peeing in front of him, and even indulging in some self pleasuring as if he wasn't even there, and yet she wasn't ready to fuck him?  Then it hit him… and got scared.  "You aren’t saving yourself for marriage, are you?"

"Marriage…?  Nope,” she replied, giggling, and adding, “I promise when the time is right that you will have me to fuck up a storm!"
 

***

There was another time while watching a video starring Kira Reed and Gabriella Hall.  The flick was about a lesbian witch that places a love spell on two heterosexual college girls, and instead of the girls falling in love with the witch, they instead fell for one another.  During the scene where Kira and Gabriella give into their need for one another, Danielle reach down and started fingering herself...

"Two girls really turn you on, don't they?" he commented, grinning.  He could see that Danielle was very wet.  Then he remembered the two blondes girls from Blockbuster and how they were kissing each other when they first met.

"God, yes... unggghhhhhh… they make me sooooo hot,” she mumbled, and then asked, “Don’t they turn you on as well?"

"Sure… it’s every guy’s fantasy.  I just didn’t realize that straight girls found it arousing as well.”

"Who said I was straight?" she asked, giggling... all the while she continued to finger herself.

"You mean you’re a lesbian?" he asked in shock.

"Bisexual is the proper word," she replied… groaning.

He could tell that Danielle was ready to cum, so he batted her hand away and replaced it with his mouth and tongue, and seconds later Danielle was crying out in orgasm.

Later, after Danielle recovered, she opened up his trousers and returned the favor.
 

***  (Three months later)

Chris was inside a bar drinking...

"She still won't let me fuck her," he complained to his best friend, feeling both sexually frustrated and very angry.

"But she does everything else, right?" his friend asked.

"Fuck yeah... but I want to get laid, man… I really want to fuck her," he responded, slurring his words.

"Do you love her?" his buddy asked.

"Love...?  Lust…?  What’s the difference?" he responded, sighing.

"Actually there’s a big difference and girls usually need to hear the love word before they spread them.  I bet you never told her that you love her did you?"

"Well... I love having sex with her… and I love her company, but no... I guess I never really came out and told her that I love her.  Hell, I shouldn't have too!  Isn't the fact that we're constantly with one another a good enough sign?" he asked.

"Listen, dude… just tell her you love her and I bet you’ll be fucking like bunnies.”

“Maybe you’re right,” he mumbled, and then spotted a blonde with big tits come in.  She reminded him of Britney Spears and he wondered if he could score with her.

“Don’t even thing about it,” his friend stated, following his gaze.

"She's hot," he responded, feeling an erection inside his denims.  He wondered if he fucked this Britney look a-like whether or not it would satisfy his need for Danielle.  God, he needed to get laid.

He downed another shot of JD and then pulled out his keys, but his friend stopped him.

"Come on, Chris... you know friends don't let friends drive drunk.”

"Hey, you should coin that phrase and do a commercial," he responded with a chuckle.

Instead of going home, he insisted his friend drop him off at Danielle’s place.  He decided that tonight he would declare his lust... er... love for Danielle and then they'd fuck.

“It’s very late,” Danielle responded upon answering the door.

“Oops,” he whispered, smiling… and had to reach out for the wall so he wouldn't lose his balance.

"Look, Chris... I know this has been frustrating for you… it has for me, too… but if you think by coming over here drunk at 1:00 o’clock in the morning is going to score points for you, you’re wrong," she stated.

“But I need to talk to you,” he replied, forcing his way in.

"Don’t even think about heading to my bedroom… you sleep on the couch," she responded.

He was too exhausted to argue and plopped down on the couch... and then he most have dozed off, because the next thing he knew, Danielle was holding a sheet and blanket out to him.

“Goodnight, Chris… we’ll talk tomorrow morning,” Danielle stated, sounding a tad bit angry.

"I want to fuck...  I mean... ah...  I luvvvvvvvvv you," he slurred, trying unsuccessful to get up from the couch.

She never looked back and disappeared down the hallway.

He passed out a few seconds later…
 

***

Early the next morning, he staggered from the living room to take a much needed leak.  Then on the way back, he took a quick peak inside Danielle's room and saw her sprawled out on top of her covers.  Of course she was naked, looking like a sex goddess.  He also noted the location of her fingers and grew heated because of it.  It was obvious that Danielle had masturbated last night instead of tending to his own needs.

The desire to fuck her still gnawed at him… and he looked down at his throbbing cock.  Making sure he didn't wake her up, he slowly climbed onto her bed and nudged open her legs... and then he carefully lined himself up with her wet petals and thrust into her!

“Ooooohhhhhhhhhh,” Danielle groaned, opening her eyes in shock.  She was tight, but she was also wet, so he slid out and thrust into her again!  He was pleased to see that she wasn’t angry, and based on the tighening of her vaginal muscles, she was clearly participating, squealing out with pleasure.

"Sorry, honey…  I couldn't wait,” he grunted, continuing to ram in and out of her, “but I'll make sure its good for you.”

"FFFuuuccccckkkkkk Mmmmmmeeeeeeeee hhhhhaaaaarrrrrdddddeeeerrrrr," she cried, wrapping her thighs around his ass to maximize her pleasure.

He continued to fuck Danielle harder and harder... and just as he was about to shoot his load deep inside of her, he started to pull out of her, given he hadn't used a condom, but Danielle suddenly squeezed her vaginal muscles even tighter, wrapping around his cock like a vice, and trapped him inside of her, so when he came, he flooded her canel with his sperm.

"Again," she whispered into his ears... and after a few minutes of recuperating, he accommodated her.

"You can't get enough now, can you?" he asked, grinning and grunting with each one of his thrusts... and once again he shot his load, spraying her insides.

Danielle smiled at him as he lay back on the bed exhausted.  Then she quickly shifted her body around to take him inside her mouth… and the moment he was hard again, she climbed aboard.  They fucked and fucked and fucked, succumbing to pleasures beyond his wildest dreams!

Later, as they both lay back exhausted... he reminded himself that he hadn't worn protection.

"Are you on the pill?" he asked, hoping he hadn't impregnated her.

"Nope... but don't worry.  I won't get pregnant," she replied, smiling... still basking in the afterglow of their sex.

"Don't you wish we did this sooner?" he asked, noting how satisfied she looked.

"Not really," she replied, sighing.

"Huh?" he responded, confused.

"Remember how I told you to be patient and that I wasn't ready... you should have listened," she added matter-of-factly.

"You weren't complaining a few minutes ago," he snapped, slightly perturbed.

"I'm not complaining... once you were inside of me, I was all game," she replied, smiling.

"Then what...?" he asked, but suddenly felt very strange... and sleepy.  Just before darkness took him, he could have sworn he heard Danielle say “I wonder if you’ll be a blonde.”
 

***

Chris woke with a start… and then the aroma of breakfast calmed him down... hearing Danielle in the kitchen.  Then, he looked down the length of his body and gasped.  Two very large boobs stuck out from his chest!

“Danielle!” he cried out at the top of his lungs, noting the change in his voice.  He brought his hands up to cup them… and it was then that he noticed how dainty and small his new hands were.  Nervously, he pinched his new nipples and yelped, but not from pain, but from pleasure!  Then he noticed his new blonde hair and how it fell past his shoulders!  Then when he looked down between his new legs…

"Aaaahhhhhhhhhh!" he screamed, passing out.

He wasn’t sure how long he was out for, but when he came too, Danielle was sitting on the edge of the bed smiling at her.

“So, how do you like having a pussy?” Danielle asked.

“What happened to me?!?” he asked, blushing.  He sounded so... hot!  He looked down and saw a small diamond patch of pubic blonde hair just above his new pussy and blushed when he realized they matched his new drapes.

“I must admit, you certainly transformed into quite a blonde hottie,” Danielle added with a smirk.

“But how?” he asked, still finding it difficult to believe.

“My father's curse... more appropriately called, the Sorcerer's Curse,” she replied, sighing.

“Curse...?” he asked, confused.

Then he noticed a mirror across the room, so he quickly got out of bed to look at himself, and as he made his way over there, his new boobs bounced and jiggled as if they had a life of their own... nearly causing him to lose his balance.

"Oh, God…" he whispered, looking at himself.  Not only had he been turned into a girl, but he also was age-regressed back to his mid teens!

“I must admit that you’re exceptionally beautiful,” Danielle stated, smiling at him.

"This can’t be happening," he whispered, gazing at his reflection.  He wanted to fuck this knockout that stared back at him in the mirror, not be the knockout in the mirror!

"Well, what do you think?"  Danielle asked, beaming.

"How can this be?" he asked, turning to confront Danielle.

"I told you… it’s due to the curse.  Damn, those hooters are generously sized... maybe you can work at the new Hooters across town,” Danielle stated, smiling.

“Like hell I will,” he replied in anger and then started to cry.

"Those damn female hormones can cause that... something you'll have to get used to... along with other things,” Danielle responded.

"Fuck you!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Please calm down," Danielle responded.

Just like that he suddenly felt calmer.

"Let me explain a few things…”

He shifted around to give Danielle his attention.

“My overprotective father just so happens to be a very powerful sorcerer… and thanks to the curse he placed on me, he has magically transformed you into this very lovely 16 year old girl.”

"But… there’s no such thing as magic,” he mumbled, still trying to get used to his new voice.

"If I weren't a Sorcerer's daughter, I'd probably agree with you, but the fact of the matter is I am and you are what you see in the mirror… a very beautiful teenaged girl.”

"But why?" he asked, still trying to understand.

"Because you wouldn't listen to me.  I told you that you needed to wait until I was ready.  The day I turned 16, my father cursed me.  Any male that fucks me without me loving them and them loving me is turned into a female hottie.  Anyway, my curse is now your reality and you might as well start trying to get used to it… because there’s no turning back.”

"But... but you have to turn me back," he pleaded in his most respectful tone.

"I'm not privy to that kind of power, sorry... but you might take comfort in knowing that you aren’t the first guy that paid the price for raping me.”

“Raping you…?” he responded, shocked that Danielle woud use this term.

“Yeah, rape… what else would you call sticking a girl that told you no?”

“But you were naked… and you certainly didn’t protest when I entered you,” he argued.

“That’s just it… once you were inside of me; your fate was sealed… and the least I could do is allow for your last fuck with a dick be an enjoyable one.”

“Oh, god…” he cried.

“Anyway, there's Carla who used to be Carl in Sacramento... there’s Carmon in Indianapolis... two girls down in Florida thanks to Spring break this past year, and now you.  You’re the first New Englander, and might I add that you couldn’t have picked a greater geographical location.”

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Northampton is the land of the lesbos," Danielle replied, smiling.

"But... but..."

"But what...?  Surely, you realize your a lesbian.  I know for a fact you weren’t gay before your transformation, so it only makes sense that you'll be much happier licking pussy than sucking dick.”

Chris stood there blushing.

"Remember, the curse feminized you physically, not mentally.”

“Why didn’t you tell me about this?  Why did you string me along?  If I had known that I would turn into a girl then I never would have fucked you," he added.

"Yeah, like you really would have believed me.  As it was, the curse doesn’t allow me to warn you anyway.  My father cursed me whereas the only man that I can have sexual intercourse with me without turning into a girl is a man that truly loves me and I truly love him.  I really did believe I was falling for you, but it’s obvious that you lusted me more than you loved me.  Anyway, now that you're a girl none of that matters.”

"But...  But this isn’t right," he whispered in a soft timid voice.

"And you only have yourself to blame," Danielle replied.

"But it was your obligation to stop me from fucking you," he argued.

"Let me remind you that you were already inside of me by the time that I was awake… and don’t try accusing me of being a tease, either.  I never hesitated to give you head or have access to my body… and I walked around naked because you loved it!  There was nothing preventing you from waking me up with a nice tongue job instead of fucking me.”

“But you enjoyed it!  You came harder with my cock than you you ever did with my tongue!” he cried.

“Why wouldn’t I…  I hadn’t had a dick inside of me in quite some time... and might I add, you were really, really good.”

"Change me back," he demanded.

"I can't," Danielle replied.

"You can't... or won't?"

"I can't... my powers are different," she added.

"You mean I'm really stuck like this?"

"It’s the new you, so get used to it," Danielle replied with a smile.

"Then let me talk to your father so I can convince him how wrong this is."

"That’s out of the question.”

"Then I’ll track him down and ask him myself," he responded.

"No you won’t.”

"Look, Danielle… I may look like this timid little teenaged girl to you on the outside, but trust me, I still know how to handle myself and you really don’t want to mess around with me at the moment, understand?"

"Christina, sit down on the bed," Danielle commanded.

“Like hell I will,” he replied, having no intentions of sitting down… and he didn't appreciate being called Christina, either... but there he was... taking a seat on the edge of the bed, just like he had been told.

"Good girl," Danielle complimented him.

"My name is Christopher and I'm not a girl,” he responded, trying unsuccessfully to stand up.

"Your name is Christina Marie Templar and you're my 16 year old niece.  I have legal guardianship over you and you are a very well behaved docile nice girl," Danielle stated with a smile.

He suddenly felt a strange tingling inside his head and it dawned on him that Danielle was doing something to him.

"Now, what's your name?" she asked him.

"Christina Marie Templar," he replied in a soft sweet voice… and then his eyes lit up!

"No, wait!  My name is Christina...  I mean, it's Christina!"

"Yes, dear... I know... and who are you related to?"

"I'm your niece and you're my legal guardian," he whispered, blushing.  Whatever magic Danielle had cast was working on him.

"You see how easy that was?  You're a good girl, aren't you?"

"Yes," he whispered with downcast eyes.

"Now, Christina… here’s the real deal.  As my niece you love me very, very much… but you’re a lesbian, and knowing how horny you guys are all the time, I can only imagine how wet you're going to constantly be as a girl.  Anyway, your love for me runs deeper than a niece loves her aunt.  That’s right, you're sexually attracted to me... and your deepest desire is that some day I return this special love.  In the meantime, you will wish to please and learn from me… and depend on my guidance and attention.”

Chris felt that magical shifting happening as the new feelings and emotions washed over him.  Now, he understood what type of powers Danielle possessed, and there was nothing he could do about them.  Danielle's sorcerer father may have physically turned him into a girl, but what Danielle was doing to his mind was making him respond like a girl.

"Last thing, sweetie... from here on out, your personality is docile and subservient in nature… and if you find a girl attractive, and she ever decides to seduce you, you will find yourself quite helpless in your desire to be with her.”

"Yes, Aunt Danielle," he whispered... sounding sweet.  He blushed in response.

"Good girl," Danielle replied, grinning... and damn-it-all if he didn't feel a surge of pleasure from her compliment.
 

*** A Year Later

Chris still felt strange every time he looked in the mirror.

Outwardly, he was as feminine, girlish, and docile as they come... and he couldn't get over how wet he became from just being near a girl he found attractive.  This had all led to many sessions inside her bedroom.

In the week before graduating Hadley High School, his girlfriend, Jeanie Seavers, came out of the closet to seduce him.  Jeanie thought that she was seducing a very beautiful girl… and on the outside, she was right.
 

*** After the summer of that year

The night before he was to attend Smith College, Danielle asked him if he wanted to experience what girls experience with boys.

"God, no." he replied, suddenly very scared.  He knew that Danielle could change his sexual orientation as easy as snapping her fingers.

"Just thought I'd ask... which leads me to my next question.  Are you ready to start thinking of yourself as a girl?"

He paused… not exactly sure what this would mean.  He wondered if by doing this that he would lose part of himself.  He did think it would make his life as a girl easier for him.  "Yes… I think I'd like that," he finally responded, sounding sweet and submissive like he usually did.

Danielle smiled at him…

He blushed…

Then Danielle waved her hand across his face and just like that SHE realized that SHE was happy.  SHE wasn’t quite sure what Danielle had done, but she giggled because of it.

"Finally, I have a present for you," Danielle stated with a smile, and then handed her a gift.

She giggled with excitement as she opened it... it was a necklace.

"It’s beautiful!" she cried, tearing up with joy.  Danielle helped her put it on.

"This isn’t just any necklace,” Danielle added, connecting the clasp.

“What do you mean?” she asked, confused.

“This allows you certain magical abilities.”

"It does?” she responded, suddenly nervous.

"Remember what you were doing when we first met at Blockbuster?” Danielle asked.

She blushed, nodding her head yes.

“Right out of the blue, those lovely blonde girls started kissing each other…"

"Yesssss, I remember," she whispered, remembering how hot they looked, and she felt herself growing aroused from the memory.

"This necklace will allow you similar powers, but you'll need to be in physical contact to make it work.”

“Those girls at Blockbuster were kissing because of magic?” she asked, stunned.

“Yes, Christina…  I gave those young hotties a dose of desire for one another.  Trust me... they are living a life of pleasure right now.  Anyway, as long as you are touching your intended partner, you will be able to elicit sexual desire in them… just like those girls felt for one another,” Danielle replied, smiling.

She smiled feeling happier despite realing that she had been had from the get go.

“And now for us to take the next step in our own relationship," Danielle stated.

Her eyes lit up, knowing exactly what Danielle was referring too!

Danielle then took a hold of her hand and she nearly swooned from the contact.  Then she used the necklace to give Danielle a sudden jolt of arousal.

"Why you little minx," Danielle responded, smiling.

Seconds later they were inside Danielle's bedroom and on the bed.  She could literally feel herself leaking down her the insides of her thighs.

Then they both stripped and were on the bed caressing, kissing, and licking one another.  They ended up making love all night... over and over and over again.
 

Epilogue:

"Hi," a soft voice startled her from behind.

Christina turned and smiled at a very beautiful redhead.  She stopped to let the girl catch up with her as they walked side by side towards Smith College.  She giggled at the thought that beauty always attracted beauty.

"First year here?" she asked, smiling.  There was something especially delicious about this girl.

"Yes, my name is Stephanie Carmel," the redhead responded, offering her hand.

“Christina,” she replied, shaking her hand… and at the precise moment their hands touched, she sent Stephanie a jolt of arousal.  She smiled as Stephanie's eyes lit up.

"Are you alright?" she asked her.

"No...  I mean... yes…  I… I just feel so different all of a sudden," she whispered, blushing.

She smiled thinking that Stephanie was so pretty… and at the moment so blatantly innocent.

"I...  I don't know what’s come over me," Stephanie whispered... smiling bashfully.

She leaned over and whispered, "I luvvvvvvv Carmel."

Stephanie blushed.

Then she leaned over, giving Stephanie the impression she was going to whisper again, and instead, she kissed Stephanie on the lips.  At first, Stephanie’s eyes lit up with shock, clearly surprised at this bold act, and then she was kissing her with passion.

She broke off the kiss before it got out of hand, gazing into Stephanie’s eyes.

Stephanie gazed back at her, breathing hard, nipples hard, and with a look of... desire.

The end.