; ; "Come on, Patti. It's Halloween!" He put his arm around her shoulders and hugged her closer to his body, "It's not as kinky as it sounds, 'Saints and Sinners' just means it's a costume party with a theme. Trudi's mother is going to be there as chaperone, for heaven's sake."
; ; "Well, okay. But we're not likely to find any costumes now, so ..." Patti stopped dead in her tracks and Dennis almost fell over as he pulled free of her. Regaining his balance he followed her line of sight down an alleyway to where he could just make out a sign in the gloom.
; ; "Oh! ... another costume shop and it's still open," Patti was strangely excited as she went down the alleyway.
; ; Dennis had to jog to catch up to his girlfriend, startled at her uncharacteristically impulsive act. She opened the door and he followed her into the dimly lit store. It had a musty smell from all the old cloth, but Dennis was sure he could smell something else, something almost like hard boiled eggs. There were several racks of costumes and perhaps a dozen on display on mannequins, most seemed to be geared towards Halloween, not surprisingly and Dennis had to admit they looked good. There was a mummy costume, which wasn't just the usual white jump suit with a few bits of gauze, it looked like a full body wrap of old, yellowing bandages with frayed edges. The werewolf was a full body suit complete with clawed toes and the female vampire costume with its plunging neckline and slit dress made even the featureless mannequin look sexy.
; ; However, something else had caught Patti's eye. Hanging from the wall was a wig with horns, a pair of huge bat wings attached to a harness, boots, gloves and some other accessories. Patti had taken the wig down and was admiring it, the jet black hair styled into a cheeky pageboy cut seemed so exotic compared to her thin blonde hair; she barely noticed the large horns that came with it. She was so caught up in it that she didn't even jump when a middle aged woman in a long black velvet dress emerged from behind a curtain.
; ; "This costume," Patti asked excitedly as she went over to the woman, "what's it called?"
; ; "That, my dear, is the succubus." the woman replied.
; ; "Would that count as a 'Sinner'?"
; ; "Oh, most definitely, dear, most definitely." the woman said with an amused tone, "She could be nothing else."
; ; "Um, Patti? Are you sure you want this one?" Dennis asked as he came over to join them. Patti nodded eagerly and Dennis decided not to discourage her, it was so rare that she got excited about anything. "Uh, how much is it?" he asked.
; ; "It pays for itself, young man. But for your peace of mind I will charge you fifty dollars as well."
; ; "Uh, yeah. Right." It was more than Dennis had intended to spend on one costume, but he could tell by the way Patti was running her fingers through the hair on the wig that she was hooked. "And something for me?"
; ; "Oh, Dennis, you'll have to go as a 'Saint' now," Patti giggled, the smile it brought to her face really lit up her pretty features.
; ; "You are certainly welcome to look around," the woman said, "But I don't think we have much in the 'Saint' line as it were."
; ; So Dennis and Patti began going through the racks and wall displays, Patti having only one hand free as she refused to put the wig down. Dennis had almost settled on a white tuxedo (tv evangelist maybe?) when Patti thrust a long black robe at him.
; ; "Uh, Patti, that's a nun's habit." he said as he caught it and held it up to get a better look at it.
; ; "Can't be any more 'Saintly' than that."
; ; "But..." he protested. Patti came up to him, put her arms around his shoulders and pressed her lips close to his, "I think it will make us the hit of the party. And if you do this for me, I'll do something special for you .. afterwards." With that she leant forward and kissed him passionately.
; ; Dennis swallowed hard. Despite her nature, Patti wasn't a virgin, she and Dennis had done it twice in their six month relationship but normally she had to be totally relaxed to go along with it. For her to initiate it he was willing to get circumcised and dress as a Rabbi.
; ; "Um, well, okay." he stammered out. Patti swirled round and went back to the proprietress, "We'll take these two."
; ; "Inspired choice, my dear. I would never have thought of it for your 'Saint'. Since I'm about to close you can have both for the fifty dollars, and if you find you need anything else at the party .." the woman handed Patti a yellow vellum business card, ".. ring this number and I will happily deliver it for you."
; ; "Thanks. Dennis, pay the woman."
; ; Dennis came forward and opened his wallet. It must be true, he thought, all girls love to dress up. He hadn't seen Patti this excited in ages.
; ; ---
; ; Back at Patti's house Dennis was pushed into the guest room with the bag containing his costume. Telling him to wait, Patti dashed away and came back moments later with more clothing for him. "Here's some pantyhose so we don't see your hairy legs, and one of my gran's old girdles ... don't give me that, we're both going to look just right." Dennis muttered something under his breath, but he really couldn't escape her enthusiasm. He nodded and she pushed him in to the room to change.
; ; Stripping naked he picked up the full body girdle and sighed, it would be worth it. It took him over twenty minutes to figure out how to put it on, with its straps, zips and catches, and once he had stepped in to it and brought it up over his bum he was convinced it would never fit. However with perseverance and more than a little pain he managed to do up all the zips at last and minced over to the mirror, unable to take long steps against the pressure of the elastic. He was surprised to find how feminine a shape it had given him, compressing his waist by at least five inches, making his hips look bigger and the reinforced cups of the built in bra didn't need anything behind them to give him a c-cup bust.
; ; Pulling on the pantyhose tested his ingenuity to the limits, he couldn't bend at the waist and in the end he managed to roll them up his legs by lying flat on his back with his legs in the air. He was almost glad to get to the nun's habit. Picking it up he was surprised to find it felt more like silk than the coarse cloth he had expected, but decided it was probably a cheap material used by the costume shop. It pulled easily over his head and settled into place. Next was the head piece which proved to be almost as complicated as the girdle. He had to place his face through the opening first, then wrap the rest of it round his head and buckle it at the back, the white material was heavily starched and once in place he found he had very little head movement. Over that went the black veil and he went back to the mirror.
; ; He was stunned, he looked quite a bit like a woman with the bust, narrow waist and the head piece that seemed to emphasise the more feminine aspects of his face. Time to show Patti, he thought as he ran his hand over his body and delighted in the feel of satin over his new curves.
; ; Down the hall he knocked on her door. The resulting 'Come in' was so husky and sensual that his mouth went dry and he fumbled with the door handle. The scene beyond the door almost made him cum in the girdle and his cock began to ache as it strained against the elasticised crotch.
; ; Patti was wearing a skimpy red cotton dress that was obviously backless as from it emerged the two huge batwings, her legs were encased in thigh length black leather boots with spike heels, her arms in black opera gloves and a wide leather collar around her neck. Combined with the black wig Patti looked incredible, beyond any fantasy he had ever managed. She beckoned him with a crimson fingernail and he staggered over to her, sure he was about to pass out.
; ; She leapt up, wrapping her legs around his waist and grabbing the sides of his head to plant an even more passionate kiss, her tongue probing his mouth. Then with a wiggle of her hips she forced him to topple over onto the bed on top of her, the wings slapping down with a thump. She clung to him, pressing her breasts against his artificial ones and exploring his satin clad back with her hands while grinding her crotch into his. Then, with a surprising show of strength and agility, she flipped them over so that she was on top, astride his crotch as she sat up. He could only lay there and marvel at the change that had come over her.
; ; With a wicked grin Patti reached around behind herself and pulled forward a long, rubbery tail that was part of the wing harness. The end was rounded and bulbous rather than the more traditional forked shape and she took great delight in his expression as she ran it over her lips and then slipped it in to her mouth. He was beyond control as she fellated the tail and couldn't help himself as she removed it from her own mouth and ran its saliva coated bulb over his lips. He moaned in pleasure as she pushed it into his mouth, letting its slick length slide between his lips as she wiggled over his groin to excite him more. He sucked hard, without really thinking of the symbolism of what he was doing and almost gagged as a sticky, salty fluid filled his throat.
; ; Seeing him choking, Patti pulled the tail free with a pop and let him swallow before leaning over to kiss him again. She then reached under herself and hiked up his habit around his waist. With deft fingers she pulled down his pantyhose and undid the clips around his crotch. His cock sprang forth from its confinement, pulsing in its desperation. She plunged herself down on his erection with a moan of delight that he reciprocated and began to rock up and down, her hands kneading his breasts while he could barely find the strength to fondle hers through the thin fabric of her dress. He came hard, blacking out as he flooded her cunt with cum and Patti cooed from the pleasure of being so near orgasm herself.
; ; As Dennis slumped back Patti decided she was going to finish too, and reaching around behind herself she grabbed the tail once again and pushed its still slimy head against his ass. Dennis was too far gone to even think about it as the tail slowly intruded into his ass, causing his cock to harden inside her cunt. Patti pumped herself up and down the hard length of his cock, the movement causing the tail to slide around in his ass and excite him more and more until they both came with a loud groan.
; ; Dennis was wasted, he barely had the strength left to breath and was panting against the confines of the girdle. Patti, however, felt more energetic than ever and sat there fingering herself until Dennis had recovered enough to move. Even then all he could manage was "Wow!"
; ; "Come on," Patti urged, pulling him into a sitting position, "I'll just sponge you down and clip you back in, otherwise we'll be late for the party."
; ; As they got into the car, Patti being the only one fit to drive, Dennis couldn't help but notice how well built the wings were, they seemed to bend and flex without ever seeming to be in danger of breaking as Patti walked through doorways. Even when she got into the drivers seat they didn't get in the way. The party had started by the time they got there and they were met at the door by Trudi who was stunned.
; ; "Hi," Patti said, "This is Sister Denise and I'm his, ... her temptation."
; ; Trudi, who had chosen a librarian as her theme with a crisp white blouse, long black skirt, hair up in a bun and heavy rimmed glasses, could only echo Dennis' sentiment of "Wow!" as she stood aside to let them in. In the lounge the racket of conversation over load music petered out as, one by one, the party goers saw Patti. Dennis was almost invisible beside her.
; ; Around the room were the usual costumes for such a party, several guys dressed as priests, quite a few girls and a few guys as stereotypical hookers with fishnet stockings, short skirts and heavy makeup, a couple of others in non-descript costumes and some that hadn't bothered. It took several circuits of the room before everybody realised it was Patti and Dennis and the conversations and dancing slowly started up again. As he looked around Dennis could see the effect Patti was having, everyone was sneaking glances at her and more than a few boyfriends had received an elbow in the ribs, or lower, from their dates.
; ; Trudi's mother came over to talk to them. An attractive woman in her late 30's, she had dressed maturely in a pink tweed skirt and jacket to stand out from the rest of the party goers. "Hello Dennis, Patti."
; ; "Hello Mrs Cohen," Patti replied. Dennis couldn't believe how sultry her voice sounded, its effect wasn't lost on Trudi's mother as the woman blushed slightly but carried on.
; ; "You certainly took the theme to heart, those are very interesting costumes."
; ; "Um, yes," Dennis muttered, "Patti sort of talked me into it. You wouldn't believe it, but she was originally a bit shy about coming."
; ; "No, shy does surprise me." Trudi's mother seemed to relax a bit, "Well, enjoy the party. Don't let an old person like me cramp you."
; ; "I'm sure you're still a lot of fun," Patti said kindly, grabbed Dennis' hand and dragged him off to dance.
; ; On the dance floor Dennis felt very self-conscious to start with, although he was becoming used to the girdle he still couldn't get over the feeling of the habit swishing around his pantyhose clad legs, especially as it was turning him on. But as Patti moved in closer to him, draping her hands over his shoulders and giving him her undivided attention (despite every other guy in the room lusting after her), he began to enjoy himself more.
; ; A half hour of hard dancing and Dennis was feeling tired. As he led a slightly disappointed Patti over to some unoccupied chairs he noted that most of the other guys seemed to be pretty whacked too. Too many horny thoughts, he figured, and it really boosted his ego that Patti only wanted to be with him. She let him sit down, then gently fended off his hands when he tried to get her to sit on his lap.
; ; "Be with you in a moment, lover. First I have to make a phone call, then I'll get you a drink so that you last the distance." With that she skipped into the kitchen and he heard more grunts and groans as various girls reasserted the focus of their boyfriends' attention.
; ; ---
; ; Patti was just hanging up the phone when Bill came into the kitchen. He was Melissa's boyfriend and his contribution to the party was to wear fishnet stockings over his hairy legs, a miniskirt which had ridden up to expose his white jockeys and a boob tube padded out to excessive proportions with paper towels. He had already ditched the blond wig he had been wearing earlier and had scraped off most of the makeup. He wasn't quite steady on his feet, even though he couldn't remember drinking very much, but he knew what he wanted.
; ; "Hey cutie, me and you in the back room." he slurred out, wondering why he felt so tired. Patti smiled and easily pushed him away as he tried to kiss her. He staggered back as though he had been hit by a linebacker.
; ; "Go wait in the bedroom," Patti said coyly, holding open the door for him. With a dirty grin he staggered past her and up the corridor towards the guest room at the back of the house where he had had more than one conquest at Trudi's parties. Patti closed the door a second before Melissa burst in to the kitchen. Melissa stopped dead, she had been expecting to find her boyfriend in the arms of a slut, but Patti was alone in the kitchen. She had to let her angry expression drain away quickly least she embarrass herself more.
; ; "Don't worry, hon, he isn't my type." Patti said without a hint of scorn, "But I think I can help to make you the only thing he ever thinks about."
; ; Melissa wanted to say something to save face but there was something so appealing about how Patti talked, her confidence rubbed off and Melissa closed the door behind her before giving Patti her full attention.
; ; "It's all in what you wear, or don't wear," Patti said as she walked over to Melissa, "And this dress has to go."
; ; Melissa had worn her usual white party dress, despite Bill's chiding for her to get into the spirit of things, and now she felt that perhaps she should have been more adventurous. She didn't murmur as Patti slipped the lace shawl off her shoulders and was totally relaxed as Patti unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. Patti whistled in surprise as Melissa's stockings and suspenders were revealed, "Such pretty underwear for you to be hiding under such a plain dress." Patti pulled the cups of Melissa's bra down so that her nipples were exposed then draped the lace shawl around the girl's shoulders again, "Now this will turn him on." Patti said as she guided the scantily clad blond towards the other door and pushed her into the corridor. "Now go fuck his brains out."
; ; Melissa trotted down the hallway to the guest bedroom and went in without looking back. Bill, lying naked on the bed, looked up as she came in and his disappointed expression quickly gave way to lust as he took in Melissa. She slunk over to him with the best hip swaying whore walk she could manage and slid onto the bed beside him. Despite his tiredness he needed no further invitation and within moments they were fucking hard and furiously as his lust and her desire came together. The longer they went at it, the more alive Melissa felt until he finally exploded inside her and she had her own orgasm from the rush of energy that flooded her.
; ; Bill collapsed back onto the bed with a faint gurgling moan, but Melissa couldn't care less as she got up and wiped the cum off her legs. She adjusted her shawl and went to the bathroom to fix her makeup, not noticing, or caring, that what had once been Bill was now a desiccated husk on the bed.
; ; ---
; ; Sitting on the arm of Dennis' chair Patti felt a rush of energy go through her. She had been feeling a gradual build up of the same sensation all evening but this was much more intense. She was tempted to grab Dennis and carry him back to the dance floor but decided not to embarrass him in front of the other guys. It's strange, she thought, but it's almost as though she was basking in their attention. Her reverie was interrupted by Trudi.
; ; "Patti, somebody's delivered some packages to the back door and they have your name on them."
; ; "That was quick," Patti said hopping to her feet, "Sorry to leave you again lover, but I've got some presents for the girls."
; ; "That's okay," Dennis said, "I need to have a slash anyway."
; ; Patti leant down to give him a quick peck on the cheek and then grabbed Trudi's wrist and dragged her into the kitchen. On the bench were several black parcels with the costume store's logo on them. "Trudi, there are a couple of available guys here and you've been on your own all evening. Now you've got the right idea with your costume but you haven't taken it far enough; you have to pretend to be prim and proper while being erotically sexy."
; ; "But, Patti, I ..."
; ; "Hush," Patti said and Trudi found she couldn't speak, couldn't move. She could only watch in fascination as Patti emptied the contents of one of the bags onto the bench. From the pile Patti took a pair of black stockings with elasticised lace tops and matching open toed sandals with five inch heels. Going over to Trudi she hiked up the girl's full skirt and adjusted her paralysed arms to hold it up, exposing her rather drab cotton panties. Patti used her long red fingernails to cut the panties off, then gently shaved away her pubic hair. Trudi desperately wanted to scream, to run away, but could do neither and now she could feel a warmth building up between her legs like when she played with herself at night.
; ; Trudi's shoes went next, then she felt the stockings being run up her legs, slowly and sensuously. Tears came to her eyes as she felt a warm wetness trickle down between her legs, it got worse as she felt Patti licking it up but other sensations were starting to take over. She felt her feet arch as Patti inserted her feet into the sandals and she noted how different the room seemed from her new height. Patti lowered her dress again and Trudi felt a bit less exposed. Then Patti approached her with a heavily boned leather waist cincher and instead of fear or revulsion Trudi suddenly felt full of confidence and vigour. She could move again and raised her arms to allow Patti to wrap the cincher around her waist, then she held her breath as it was snapped in to place, crushing her waist to half its normal size but giving her a rush of pleasure.
; ; Trudi went over to see her reflection in the glass of the kitchen window. She was still the librarian but now beyond the conservative manner was seething sexuality, with the visible cincher giving her an hour glass figure and the high heels visible below the hem of her skirt and giving her a hip swaying walk that oozed sex. She turned to Patti and smiled her gratitude.
; ; "Now go out and choose someone, make them want to return all their overdue library books."
; ; Trudi nodded and went back to the party, Patti immediately felt the rush of power as the guys saw the transformed girl.
; ; ---
; ; Dennis found the bathroom and hiked up his habit while wondering how he was going to piss with the girdle on. He was surprised to find that it was almost lose against his body and figured it must have stretched, but it did make it much easier to undo the catches around the crotch and free his penis. As he stood there, one hand holding up the long black robe he noticed his penis seemed a bit smaller than normal for its flaccid state. He didn't worry too much, it was probably just recovering from the fuck session earlier on. He finished, shook it dry and tucked it back in before redoing the girdle catches.
; ; Washing his hands at the basin he looked into the mirror and was startled that his face looked like it had makeup on it, his lips were reddish, his lashes looked longer and thicker and he could almost swear that there was a hint of blue on his eyelids. He rubbed a tissue across his lips and when nothing came off on it he assumed he was just seeing things.
; ; ---
; ; Back at the party the guys were getting a bit confused, Patti's initial appearance had made them all as horny as hell and had had the opposite effect on their dates who had become quite aggressive about their men's attention wandering. However, since then the guys had been tiring out much more quickly than normal and most of them felt quite beat while their girlfriends seemed to have gotten over their earlier jealousy and were getting passionate. Things came to a head when Trudi came back from the kitchen and the guys all got a hard on from her nice but naughty appearance. Several of the guys had to find somewhere to sit down as they went weak at the knees, all of them felt like they had just run a marathon and could feel muscles aching all over their bodies.
; ; Trudi went over to one of the single guys, put his arm around her now tiny waist and lead him out of the room towards her bedroom. Fortunately Mrs Cohen was elsewhere at that moment, otherwise she probably would have called off the party at that point.
; ; Dennis arrived back to find about half the guys flaked out on chairs with their girlfriends either in their laps or hovering nearby. Patti intercepted him halfway across the floor and took him into another intimate dance.
; ; "Feeling better, lover?"
; ; "Yeah, I seem to be picking up all the time, must be getting my second wind." he replied, "Not like the other guys, they must have overdone it at practise today." Dennis pulled her close and she crushed up against him willingly. He still couldn't get over the costume, the wings looked so real and seemed to gently flap as she moved. And the tail. He could swear that it seemed to have a life of its own, more than once that evening he was sure it had goosed him.
; ; "Y'know, lover," Patti said, "most of the costumes here are pretty drab, they really need to be spiced up a bit. You won't hate me for leaving you again to do something about it?"
; ; "No, fine. I can help Mrs Cohen in the kitchen, the guys have been piling through the food. You'd think they were starving."
; ; "Good idea, and could you move my parcels to the spare room before you start." Patti gave him a smile and a squeeze on the bum before trotting over to Trina and Brad, both of whom had come as hookers although neither of their costumes was any better than Bill's. Brad perked up a bit at her approach but Trina remained casual.
; ; "Your turn," Patti said as she held out her hand. Trina accepted it and let Patti pull her to her feet. Together the girls left the room and Brad tried to get up but found the effort beyond him so he slumped back into the chair and perved at the girl's remaining in the room. Ten minutes later Patti came back on her own and went straight over to him, "She's waiting for you in the guest room."
; ; That gave Brad the impetuous he needed and he summoned the last of his strength to get to his feet and totter through the kitchen towards the back room. He muttered something unintelligible to Mrs Cohen and Dennis who were grilling chicken wings in the kitchen and carried on down the hall. Not bothering to knock, he barged straight into the room and was rewarded with the sight of a vamped up Trina.
; ; Trina was now dressed in crimson; spike heel boots that reached almost to her crotch, satin panties, a crushed velvet bustier and shoulder length gloves. Even her makeup was in heavy reds, with her lips prominent against her pale skin. Brad didn't notice the body-shaped pile of dust on the bed, his entire attention was on Trina as he lumbered over to her and forced her back onto the bed. He fumbled with her panties as he locked his lips harshly against hers. In return she bit on his lip and ripped his clothes from his back with her deep red nails, in minutes he was naked with deep welts across his back that he hardly seemed to feel. Lost to desire he began to thump his cock against her panty clad crotch, not caring that he wasn't penetrating as the head of his cock slid over the satin. Moments later and he was coming in spurts all over Trina's crotch and stomach, before slumping to the floor, his body withering to a husk.
; ; ---
; ; In the kitchen Mrs Cohen handed Dennis a tray with chicken wings and ribs, "Thank you Sister, you're heaven sent," she joked as she sent him on his way, "I'll go out to the freezer to see if there's any more meat."
; ; Dennis took the tray out to the lounge and found it to be nearly empty. All the girlfriend-boyfriend pairs seemed to have wandered off somewhere, just leaving three unattached people to talk uncomfortably to each other. Kayla had been a last minute invite to try to make up the number of girls; she was a mousy blond who, while not unattractive, was fairly plain with a slim body and very little figure. She had patched together a nurse's uniform from a white blouse and skirt over white stockings and little red crosses pinned on her shoulders. Jeremy was looking very out of place in his jeans and sweatshirt while Graham had gone to the trouble of hiring a catholic priest costume.
; ; Seeing Dennis, Graham used it as an excuse to escape the conversation and went over to where Dennis was clearing a space on the table for the tray.
; ; "So, Sister. Want to see my icons?"
; ; "Cut it out, Graham."
; ; "That's Father Graham to you, Sister. You'll have to do twenty Hail Mary's for that slip." He endured the dirty look from Dennis and carried on, "Anyway, parties got boring so I'm going home now."
; ; "Don't let me stop you."
; ; Graham gave him a rude gesture and a leer, then staggered out into the main hall. A moment later Patti reappeared at Dennis' side and wrapping her arms around his waist, snuggled her head into his shoulder. He was surprised how solid the horns on the wig felt and that the wig didn't go askew from her show of affection. He pulled her around in front of him and gave her another kiss before she glanced over at Kayla and Jeremy and asked; "What's up with those two? Everybody else has paired off quite nicely."
; ; "Match making, huh?" Dennis replied good naturedly, this sounded a lot more like the old Patti, "Well unfortunately Jeremy is a tit man, if they aren't big he isn't interested."
; ; "As simple as that." Patti mused, then pushed herself away from Dennis, "You're squirming?"
; ; "Sorry, its just that the girdle feels funny. It started out being painfully tight around my waist and balls, now it seems to be loose in those places but tight around my chest."
; ; "Oh, you don't have to suffer for me. Tell you what, you go to the guest room and take off that fuddy-duddy underwear and I'll find something else for you to wear. Lisa should have cleaned it up by now."
; ; "Lisa? Wasn't she dressed like a french maid?"
; ; "She is a french maid, lover. Just don't let her dust you anywhere intimate. Now go." she commanded and he hurried away. Patti then turned her attention to Kayla and Jeremy. She could feel the power now, it flowed freely through her and she knew how to use it. Concentrating, she focused some of the energy out of herself and into Kayla. The slender girl gasped in delight as she felt a tightness around her chest. Moments later her blouse burst into rags as her breasts swelled up to ten times their original size, spilling out like fleshy melons. The sudden weight in front of her almost pulled Kayla over but she quickly recovered and with new found strength she ripped away her skirt to stand before Jeremy with her huge tits hanging inches from his face.
; ; Jeremy blinked once, then his hormones kicked in and he leapt up and buried his face in Kayla's cleavage, his fingers tweaking her large nipples as he licked and kissed the flesh. Kayla gave Patti a wink and then pushed Jeremy down on the floor where she quickly stripped his jeans and boxer shorts off, freeing his growing cock. As he lay back, not believing his luck, she slid her tongue up and down his erection, moistening it with her spit before wrapping her boobs around it and jerking him off between her tits. Jeremy's grin of pleasure grew as his skin dried out over his collapsing body.
; ; ---
; ; Mrs Cohen came up the passageway carrying a bundle of frozen mince. She was a bit confused at this point as she was sure she had seen a maid vacuuming the spare room and she had just passed her daughter who seemed different somehow, but she couldn't figure out what it was other than she seemed much more attractive than normal. As she neared the kitchen Dennis hurried past her, saying something about he had to change. Back in the kitchen she felt on more familiar ground and put the mince in the microwave to defrost.
; ; Then she heard a groan of intense pleasure from the lounge. She knew that sound and pausing only to wipe her hands on a towel she hurried into the next room. Standing there was someone who looked almost like Kayla, except that she was nearly naked and had a huge pair of tits that she seemed to be licking something off. Glancing round Mrs Cohen saw Patti smiling devilishly at her, appropriate considering her costume.
; ; That was the last active thought Mrs Cohen had. As though in a trance, Mrs Cohen found herself walking over to stand in front of Patti. Despite being several inches taller, she felt very much the girl's thrall.
; ; "Hmm, you're quite pretty," Patti purred, licking her lips as she stroked Mrs Cohen's face. "You must have been quite young when you had Trudi."
; ; "Seventeen," Mrs Cohen felt compelled to answer. She never told anyone that, yet it was less a concern right now than the fact that she couldn't move, or rather - she didn't want to move.
; ; "Want to know what's going on?" Patti teased, curling a strand of the older woman's hair around a finger, then casually snipping it free with her long fingernails.
; ; "Yes," Mrs Cohen whispered, desperately aware that where she should be feeling afraid, she was instead becoming aroused.
; ; "I've been offered power, Mrs Cohen, deliciously wicked, exciting power. The price is the life-force of every male in this house."
; ; "Even Dennis?" Mrs Cohen gasped, clutching at a hope that she could still appeal to the old Patti, "Don't you still love him?"
; ; "Oh, I've already ensured my lover's safety," Patti said calmly, "Now, what shall we do with you? Something special? What would you like?"
; ; "Please, Patti, just let me go."
; ; Patti cocked her head to one side, regarding the woman with amusement, "Do you really want that?"
; ; Mrs Cohen whimpered as Patti moved forward until their bodies were pressed against each other. Patti reached up and pulled Mrs Cohen's head forward so that they could kiss and Mrs Cohen responded eagerly. Creeping up under her skirt she could feel something snakelike slithering between her legs, pushing past her panties, and plunging into her cunt. Her breath came in shorter and shorter gasps as Patti's tail pumped her to an orgasm, the likes of which she hadn't felt since her husband had died five years ago.
; ; Patti broke contact and stood back, her tail pulling out with an audible pop and curling back round behind her. Mrs Cohen stood there, panting in post-coital bliss before noticing that her jacket seemed to be tightening around her chest. As it became harder to breath she unbuttoned her top, and let out a startled gasp as her breasts burst free, stretching her bra to breaking point as they projected forward. Speechless, she cupped the firm mass of her tits and admired their immense size. She had to leave her jacket unbuttoned, there was no way she could cram them back in.
; ; "Oh, thank you mistress," the woman finally gasped out in delight. Patti held up her tail and let Mrs Cohen lick her own juices off the end of it as she spoke, "Now go play with Kayla while I attend to my lover. Then we can go out and really paint this town red."
; ; ---
; ; Dennis went straight through into to the guest room without noticing anything on the way, the tightness around his chest was beginning to seriously worry him. He was momentarily distracted from that discomfort by Lisa. Before the pretty brunette had been wearing a quite sexy black minidress with an apron to approximate a maid's costume. Now there was no mistaking it, the skimpy black dress she was wearing had a skirt flared out from layers of petticoats and ruffles, pushing it out so far that the garters of her stockings were visible. The neckline of her dress was cut so low that her nipples peaked over the top of it and she had a sexy little choker around her neck. In addition her makeup had been tarted up expertly and she dripped carnality as she stood there looking at him, a recently used minivacc in her hands.
; ; "Uh, hi Lisa. I have to get undressed, so could you ..."
; ; "Let me attend you, mistress." Lisa said as she came over and untied his belt. Dennis considered asking her to leave but he was desperate to get out of the girdle and he figured Lisa would get embarrassed and leave before much longer. It wasn't to be, Lisa seemed to take great pleasure in helping him peel the habit off, leaving the head piece and veil in place. Throwing the habit aside she dropped to her knees and with her mouth close to his crotch she peeled off his pantyhose and shoes. As she got up and took the shoes and pantyhose away Dennis looked down and noticed that his legs seemed to be hairless. Surely the pantyhose hadn't rubbed all the hair off his legs, he thought.
; ; Lisa came back and before he could protest she unzipped the front of the girdle, and he discovered the reason for the tightness on his chest as two large, well developed breasts spilled out. He was so stunned he couldn't even manage the scream he desperately needed. Lisa peeled away the rest of the girdle and he saw that his penis and testicles were gone as well, leaving the only trace of hair on his body being the small triangle over his pubes. He reached down and his groping fingers came across a moist slit.
; ; Mistaking this for her cue, Lisa dropped down and buried her face into his crotch, her impossibly long tongue sliding up into his newly formed cunt. He pulled away in disgust and staggered back onto the bed just in time for Patti to enter the room.
; ; "Enough, Lisa," Patti commanded with more amusement than force in her voice. "There is more cleaning for you to attend to in the other bedrooms."
; ; "Yes, mistress," Lisa curtsied and gave Dennis one last cheeky flick of her eight inch long tongue. Patti dismissed her maid with a slap on the bum which elicited a happy giggle from Lisa as she skipped out of the room.
; ; "Don't look," Dennis begged as he tried to cover himself with the bed cover, "Something weird's happened to me." Too weird, he gulped, even his voice sounded wrong, higher, more sultry and definitely feminine.
; ; "Not weird, lover, sexy." Patti purred as she came closer, "You do love me, don't you."
; ; "Yes, of course I do, but ..."
; ; "You think I look beautiful, sexy?"
; ; "Yes." Dennis whispered, his shame fading as he felt his arousal grow.
; ; "And you want to be sexy for me, beautiful?" She said as she crawled onto the bed beside him, her wings flapping gently on her back.
; ; "Yes."
; ; Patti leaned over him, her nipples touching his through the thin fabric of her dress. She kissed him lightly on the lips, then moved down his body, planting little kisses all over it until he was squirming in pleasure. With him enraptured she sat on her haunches and cut her dress away with her long nails, revealing her naked body beneath. She then slid forward again, running her nipples up his stomach until they collided with his own engorged nipples. Their lips met again as she continued to tease her nipples against his, his hands went up and he ran his fingers through her hair, not comprehending it was no longer a wig until he bumped against the base of her horns.
; ; He didn't care now, he loved her more than ever and he wanted to please her any way he could. Patti seemed to be thinking the same thing as he felt her tail wiggling up between his legs. He waited eagerly for it to enter his virgin pussy and screamed in delight as it did. Its length filled him, wiggling and twisting within him, stimulating him in ways he had never felt before. He came in gasps, orgasms rippling through his body, first small ones and finally without warning an immense shock of pleasure that made him black out.
; ; He awoke sometime later to find Patti still beside him, gently running her hands over his reshaped body. He could see now that there was no harness to hold the wings and tail in place, they grew right out of her back. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have such a sexy lover and if she wanted him to be a woman, it was a small price to pay. ; ;