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Author's Note: This story is dedicated to Kimberly Jolie, who may put up
a front that she's Miss Tough Girl, but I know deep down that she's a
docile little female and very, very 'wet'.  Enjoy your guilty pleasure. 
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   Awakening New Desires By JR Parz
   I.  (Angelina) Saturday Morning
   Angelina opened her eyes...  then pulled her sticky fingers away from
her puffy, wet lips below.  Every morning now for the past week she woke
like this and there was no mistaking the aroma permeating the air.
   Slowly, she slipped out of bed and it was then that she noticed them,
tugging against her chest.  Quickly, she walked over to her full-length
mirror and inspected herself.  "Oh my, God!  They're enormous!"
   Nervously, she brought her hands up to cup them...  and then started to
caress them.  Her 'need' forced her to use her thumbs to tweak her nipples
and she groaned from her ministrations.  Was it only two months ago when
her breasts had been apple-sized at best?  All throughout the summer they
had steadily grown...  and in July she had to buy a larger sized bra.  Then
in early August she went from a plump 'B' cup to filling a 'C' cup...  and
now, this.  She had to be two-cup sizes bigger!
   Her eyes drifted down to her hips and she turned slightly to check out
her ass.  Even her shape looked rounder and firmer.  There was no two ways
about it...  she was turning into a creature of beauty...  even her
blemishes had disappeared!  Another thing that had changed was her hair,
turning naturally blonde and growing so long that it fell down her back
like a curtain.  To cap everything off her lips turned 'pouty' and thick,
much like the actress Jessica Alba.
   She glanced over at her bedroom door and frowned.  Her father still
hadn't put a lock on it and this was becoming a pain.  She still didn't
feel comfortable playing with herself behind an unlocked door, so she
reluctantly forced herself to slip on her bathrobe and head to the
bathroom. Like she had every morning for this past week, she pranced down
the hallway and into the bathroom...  locked the bathroom door, turned on
the shower and then positioned herself on the edge of the toilet seat. 
Then she spread her legs and proceeded to finger herself to one orgasm
after another.
   II.  (Kim) Saturday Afternoon
   Kimberly Jolie, the 'Bad ass' biker girl...  the living, breathing,
real-life version of 'Dark Angel', rode her Harley Davidson west on the
Mass Turnpike.  After two incredible months at the Cape she was returning
home.
   As she rode, she found the combination of the motor's vibrations and the
memory of Barry's tonguing, playing on her...  causing her to constantly
fidget around on her seat.  She looked forward to doing something about her
throbbing ache.
   Kim was dressed in a navy blue silk tank top, outlining her plump 'B'
cup-sized breasts, and very tight black vinyl pants.  She looked the
epitome of 'cool', epitomizing the image of a 'biker' chick that didn't
want to be fucked with.  Although she'd be the first to admit that she
wasn't necessarily beautiful, she couldn't help come off as extremely
sexy...  in addition to being one hundred percent real.
   She reflected on her summer with her new boyfriend and grinned.  Barry
Sanderson was her latest 'boy toy', but this 'toy' she planned on keeping
for a while.  She had met him up at the Cape and wished that she could have
taken him home with her, but there was no way that her parents' would ever
allow this given she still had another year before graduating.
   She thought about her friends...  Jessica, Nicole, Kristen and Becky. 
She smiled...  they had agreed to meet tomorrow evening at the Grotto and
celebrate her return.  Then she thought about her other friend, Angelina
Jennings.  A girl she had befriended last winter.  Angelina was a cute girl
with soft green eyes...  but she was also a girl battling serious
self-esteem problems.
   III.  (Jason) Saturday Afternoon
   Jason looked out his second story bedroom window and smiled.  Sunbathing
below him was none other than the very beautiful, very vivacious, Angelina
Jennings...  and like he had done practically every day this summer, he
inspected her transformation.
   As he did, he reflected on how fucking unbelievable this all was... 
wondering exactly when it was that he had gone from 'Mr.  Ordinary' to a
'God'.  Was it sorcery?  How about witchcraft?  Maybe it was an Alien's
Gift?  Or maybe it was that new computer program, called Master PC? 
Whatever it was...  it worked...  and was all his.  He liked to believe it
was original...  unique...  something never ever posted before.
   In any event, he had somehow gained extraordinary supernatural powers at
the end of the school year and currently Angelina Jennings was benefiting
from them.  He smirked, envisioned himself fucking a whole slew of Angelina
Jennings.
   When he first gained the powers...  and the knowledge on their use... 
he immediately altered himself, physically.  But not wanting to bring too
much attention to himself, he made the more noticeable changes take place
gradually, over the course of the whole summer.  He increased his muscle
mass...  his height...  and enlarged his more personal attributes...  and
as a result, two months later he was four inches taller, possessed a hard
lean muscular body, hypnotic blue eyes, and a long, thick cock.
   He grinned, reflecting on the last time he 'fucked'...  which also
happened to be the first time he fucked, losing his virginity.  He did this
with his sexy stepsister, Erica.  She had been visiting home from college,
after completing her sophomore year...  and decided to spend a week home
before beginning her new lifeguard position at the school's indoor pool.
   Erica was a cute girl with a very competitive personality...  and she
also had an obsession with being the best athlete wherever she went.  For
the most part, they were total opposites and rarely talked, but that was
before he gained his new powers.
   The first thing he decided to do was make Erica 'look' like the
lifeguards he used to see on the television show, 'Bay Watch'.  As far as
he was concerned, Erica should look less the jock and more the 'hottie', so
he started by transforming her muscular curves into softer, feminine
curves...  but because she'd still need her strength to perform her job, he
increased her stamina...  her ability to hold her breath underwater...  and
then gave her the physical strength five times her size.
   He remembered catching her coming out of the bathroom in just a pair of
bikini panties.  She had been so shocked to see him that she forgot to
cover her breasts, and it was then that he decided to move her along to the
next step in her transformation...  a boob job.
   The next morning, Erica came downstairs in her bathrobe, blushing.  Even
her robe couldn't hide her new attributes.
   "Wow Erica!  You're huge!" He exclaimed with a smile.
   "I don't understand it!  Something really, really strange is going on...
and I don't know what it is," Erica replied with embarrassment.
   "Well...  you may feel strange, but I'd say those are improvements," he
replied, looking straight at Erica's chest.
   "But this is impossible!" She cried in response, blushing a shade
redder.
   "Who cares?  As long as you look 'hot' is all that counts," he replied
with a smirk.
   "How can my...  breasts...  grow two extra cups sizes in just one
night?"
   "Can I see them?" He asked, smiling.
   "And it's just not my breasts...  I've changed in other areas, too".
   "Let me see," he asked again.
   "No way you pervert!" She snapped in a huff...  then got up from her
chair and left the kitchen.
   He had grown Erica's breasts from an 'A' cup to nice round 'C' cup sized
and reshaped her into a more voluptuous look.  In fact, he had made her
look so fucking incredible that he was getting 'hard' every time he saw
her. What he didn't expect was Erica to announce that she was cutting her
visit short.
   On the evening before she was scheduled to leave, he decided that she
would undergo some major changes in her attitude.  Not only about him, but
also in life in general.  First, he made her love her new look, jolting her
with pleasurable feelings every time she saw herself in the mirror.  Then
he flooded her with an extra dose of vanity, to ensure she kept up her
striking appearance.  He dampened her sexual inhibitions and increased her
sexual appetite...  while also surfacing some latent lesbian tendencies
that were buried deep down inside her...  and finally, he decided that it
was time he lose his virginity.
   There was a tap at his door.
   "It's open" he called out through the closed door.
   "Hi Jason," Erica greeted him.  She looked spectacular but sounded
nervous.
   "Hi Sis...  what's up?" He replied with a smile, especially pleased with
how her new boobs thrust out against her 'teddy'.
   "I...  It's my last night and I...  I thought that we...  that I..." She
stammered, blushing.
   "That we could do what?" He asked, interrupting her.
   "I'm...  ah...  Do you think that we could...  kiss?" Erica asked,
struggling with the words.
   "Kiss?  You mean a goodbye kiss?" He asked, making it very difficult for
her.
   "Not that kind of kiss...  a more...  a...  intimate kiss," she
whispered, blushing 'beet' red.
   "Wait a minute!  Are you saying you want to fuck me?!?" He asked, with
deliberate bluntness.
   "I...  I was hoping you wouldn't be so crude about it...  but I...  I
guess if when we kissed that if it led to making love, that would be
alright, too," she responded, barely audible.
   "Have you forgotten we're brother and sister?" He asked, grinning.
   "I...  Not by blood...  and besides...  it isn't like I want your baby
or anything.  I just want to be with you," she added, sounding timed and
desperate.
   "First, strip," he replied with a smirk.
   Erica eyes lit up with shock...  but then she crisscrossed her arms over
her 'teddy' and in one fluid motion she lifted it up over her head and
tossed it on the floor.  Now, it was his turn to look shocked!  She wasn't
wearing a bra...  or panties...  and her naked body was absolutely
beautiful!
   "You're fucking beautiful!  I had no idea!  Damn, you're 'HOT'!  Look at
those boobs!" He cried out, excited...  while also admiring his work.
   "I...  I don't understand it.  I...  I've changed so much...  and I'm
also horny and need you," she stammered with embarrassment.
   "Yeah, I can see that...  You're fucking dripping!  You've become one
horny little slut, haven't you?" He responded.
   "I...  I'm horny but I'm not a slut," she whispered.
   "Not a slut?  Ah...  of course not.  All step-sisters come into their
brother's room offering their body to them".
   "I...  Please...  Please don't make this any more difficult than it
already is for me," she responded, sounding as if she was ready to cry.
   "Okay Sis, sure, what is it you wanted me to do again?" He asked,
smiling.
   "Kiss me," she whispered, turning beat red.
   "You mean...  fuck you...  don't you?" He asked.
   She lowered her eyes to the floor and nodded her head.
   "Are you a virgin?" He asked, smiling.
   "No.  I...  I've been with three other boys before you," Erica answered,
fidgeting.
   "Have you ever done it, 'Doggy' style?" He asked, enjoying the sight of
her dripping pussy.
   "No.  I...  that's degrading," she whispered in response.
   "Funny you say that...  because once we get started, you'll find this
will become your favorite position.  Now, get on the bed on all fours... 
arch down with your ass thrust up and start wiggling it and beg me to fuck
it," he replied in a low even voice.
   Erica walked to the bed...  crawled to the middle...  and then assumed
the appropriate position.
   "Fuck me" she whispered, wiggling her ass.
   "I can't hear you".
   "Please Jason...  Please, fuck me.  I...  I need it so bad," she
whispered.
   "Louder and make it more convincing!" He commanded, raising his voice.
He absolutely loved humiliating her.
   "Oh fuck!  Please...  I'm so fucking hot inside my...  Please Jason...
FUCK ME FROM BEHIND!" Erica cried out louder and louder.
   "See?  Now, was that so hard?" He asked with a smirk...  then added. 
"Now, turn your head towards me and gaze at what's about to conquer you".
   He remembered while stripping off his clothes how Erica moaned...  and
when he released his enlarged cock from their confines, he chuckled at
hearing her gasp.
   "I bet you never seen one this size before...  Have you?" He asked,
grinning.
   "It won't fit!" Erica cried out, suddenly looking scared.
   "Sure it will...  I'll make it," he replied, moving on the bed to join
her.
   The second he entered her, Erica's cried out from sheer ecstasy...  and
a few strokes later, she began screaming, "Fuck me harder!"
   After their night of passion which equated to multiple orgasms...  Erica
begged him to let her stay with him.  It was amazing...  the little minx
was actually ready to forgo her lifeguard job to be his sex toy...  but he
didn't take her up on the offer and simply patted her on the fanny, and
sent her along on her way.
   Even now, she still called him once a day, begging him to allow her to
visit him.  She admitted that she had fucked every male lifeguard on the
staff and complained that they paled in comparison to him...  so, he
suggested that she start experimenting with her own sex, and she responded
that she already had.
   It was about the time that Erica left to go 'life guarding' that his
attention turned to the girl next door.  Angelina Jennings lived with her
father, who was rarely home.  They had moved into the house next to him
last winter.
   Although Angelina was in his same graduating class in school, they never
really talked before.  He also noted that she was rather on the shy side...
and with the exception of Kim, who lived up the street, she really didn't
have any friends.  Kim was the neighborhood 'bad ass' and could be a real
bitch...  and he smirked when he thought about having his way with her.  He
remembered being disappointed when he found out that Kim was going away for
the summer...  but then elated to have Angelina all to himself.
   Anyway, just like he had done with himself, he used the entire summer to
turn Angelina from skinny and slightly cute into a work of erotic art.  He
started with her face...  giving her emerald green eyes a hypnotic
twinkle...  then he enlarged her lips and made them look like that Tomb
Raider actress.  Then he added thirty pounds to her 5'6" frame and made
sure her weight was distributed in all the right places.  He re-sculpturing
her shape and increased her bust size.  Initially, she was given a
34B-24-35 figure...  then added to more to her bust and finally he decided
to enhance her beauty even more...  transforming her into her current
35DD-23-36!
   His final adjustments were to her libido...  thinking that if Angelina
was going to he his new girlfriend, than she'd better start wanting sex. 
So, he made her light up like a firecracker anytime anyone touched her...
and increased her desire for both male and females.  Now, he was ready to
'tag' her and make 'her' his own.
   IV.  (Angelina) Saturday Afternoon
   Angelina had heard about girls metamorphosing into beautiful babes over
the course of a single summer, but these changes were straight out of some
sex fantasy!  She remembered prior to her changes that she was rather shy
when it came to sex...  remembering how she would blush from the mere
mention of the word, but now she found herself constantly thinking about
sex...  and couldn't for the life of her, stop 'playing' with herself.
   She'd be starting her senior year in a few days and could imagine how
her classmates would react.  Would they tease her for having huge boobs? 
She never been popular before and wondered if she'd become so due to her
new appearance.  Then she thought about Kim and wondered how she'd react,
too...  and she also felt all tingly every time she thought about her.  She
missed Kim this past summer and she would have loved to be able to confide
in her...  not to mention make love to her.  Kim had a knack at handling
every situation with a calm, cool approach.  Kim epitomized 'cool'.
   As it was the only thing that saved her from total boredom this summer
had been the fact that her father bought a house with a build-in swimming
pool...  and a tall stockade fence to give her privacy.  Sunbathing,
reading and ordering clothes over the Internet become her favorite
pastimes...  and with her ever-changing measurements it was a damn good
thing she had saved a lot of money.
   Suddenly, something caught her attention, prompting her to look up.  It
was Jason!  Her next-door neighbor was spying on her again...  looking down
at her through his bedroom window.  She could see him smiling and she
blushed.  She imagined he was getting quite an eyeful given her new boobs
spilled out of her skimpy bikini top.  In the past she felt upset that he
was staring down at her, but this time she didn't...  allowing him to stare
at her.  With this new boldness came a not altogether unpleasant sensation
deep inside her pussy.
   Suddenly she saw an image of him fucking her...  and this aroused her
even more.  She again looked up at Jason and smiled, feeling an urge to put
on a show.  Then she slid her hand down underneath her skimpy bikini
bottoms and began to play with herself, entering her ever-so-wet folds.
   'My father!' she suddenly cried to herself.  He had been standing near
the back patio doorway!  How embarrassing!  Then she suddenly felt a
compulsion to masturbate in front of him, too!  This excited her...  but
then confused her and she pulled her hand away and jumped up out of her
lounge chair.
   As she passed her Father, she mumbled "Hi Daddy," and without intending
to, she felt her new boobs brush up against his hard chest.  She nearly
swooned, basking in the sensations of pure pleasure.  'Oh, God!' she
thought to herself with shock...  and without actually willing it, she
glanced down at her father's crotch.  He was hard!  Very hard!
   Angelina rushed to her room, slammed her door, and then discarded her
two 'piece' bikini.  Her boobs bounced and jiggled as she hopped on her
bed. Quickly, she assumed a kneeling position and used her left hand to
play with her boobs...  the other hand 'entered' her soaked pussy below! 
No longer did she care that her bedroom door didn't have a lock...  No
longer did she care that her moans and groans carried outside her
bedroom... No longer did she care about anything other than relieving her
constant throbbing.
   V.  (Jason) Sunday Afternoon
   Jason was outside when he heard Kim Jolie's motorcycle...  and
immediately he ran upstairs to his bedroom to get a better look.  Kim rode
up on her Harley, clad in her tight leather black pants and red silky tank
top.  Her long brown hair fell half way down her back and he had to admit
that she looked sexy...  but in scrutinizing her closer, he also saw that
she had gained a few pounds.  Minutes after Kim entered Angelina's house,
he saw them emerge from the back patio.  Angelina was dressed in her usual
attire...  her skimpy two-piece bikini.  Kim was way overdressed. 
Suddenly, he got an idea...  making him 'hard'.
   VI.  (Kim)
   "You look incredible!  I can't believe its you," Kim proclaimed, staring
at her friend.
   "Thanks Kim...  I'm kind of in awe of it myself," Angelina replied,
blushing.
   "How did this happen?  I mean...  look at you!  Your hair...  your
boobs...  everything!" She asked in confusion.  "How's this possible?"
   "I guess I underwent a growth spurt," Angelina responded.
   "A growth spurt?  Are you kidding?!?  I...  You're beautiful...  God,
I'm jealous," she responded...  not exaggerating.  Then quite suddenly she
became very self-conscious about her own appearance and wished that she
hadn't gained so much weight over the summer.
   "I was thinking of taking up modeling," Angelina responded with a blush.
   "God, yes!" She replied.  "Although, your boobs might be too big for
modeling."
   "Yeah...  they're 'double-dees'," Angelina responded...  cupping them.
"I measured them this morning."
   Kim was mesmerized with how beautiful they looked and kept on staring.
   "You like them, don't you?" Angelina asked, smiling.
   "Oh God, my bad.  I'm sorry I was staring...  it's...  it's just that
this is so hard to believe," she stammered, embarrassed at how hard it was
to tear her eyes away from them.  Then she started to feel aroused,
something she hadn't expected.
   "What's wrong?" Angelina asked, noticing a change in her demeanor... 
not to mention the change in her breathing.
   "I...  nothing...  ah...  I just need to get going," she mumbled,
feeling her strange new desires grow stronger.  She remembered indulging in
a fantasy or two involving another girl before, but never had the fantasy
turned to outright 'need'.
   "But why did you have to go?  You just got here," Angelina pouted... 
and even that looked sexy to her.
   "Hey...  It's 'all good'.  I just wanted to say a quick hello and I'll
catch up with you tomorrow," she responded, trying to regain some control
over her emotions.
   "But I really need to talk to you," Angelina complained.
   "I...  Okay," she finally whispered, finding it nearly impossible to say
'no'.
   "Great!  My father won't be home for a few hours so we won't be
interrupted," Angelina responded.
   "Okay," she replied, following Angelina over to the lounge chairs.
   "Hey, you want to go change into one of my bathing suits?" Angelina
asked.
   "That's alright...  I really can't stay long," she responded, struggling
to maintain her composure.  With every second that ticked by she was
becoming more and more aroused.
   "I've changed" Angelina stated, blushing.
   "Like, duh," she replied, grinning.  She was so tempted to simply lean
over to Angelina and kiss her.
   "No!  I don't mean just physically," Angelina responded.  "I'm also...
ah...  you know...  feeling very excited these days".
   "Excited?  Like being happy?" She asked, blushing at what Angelina was
insinuating.
   "Like being horny, silly," Angelina giggled.  Then in a very soft voice
she added.  "I...  I masturbate about ten times a day".
   "No fucking way!  Ten times a day!  Ah...  you must enjoy it," she
replied, knowing she must sound stupid.  She had to change the subject
otherwise she would explode.
   "Yes...  I do...  and I can also tell when someone is attracted to me,"
Angelina added, grinning.
   "What?" She whispered in response.  'Did she just hear her right?' She
wondered to herself.
   "I can tell when someone is sexually attracted to me and I know that you
are," Angelina responded, before adding.  "But that's alright because I'm
attracted to you, too".
   Kim turned 'beet' red.  This was getting way too strange for her and she
didn't know what to say.
   "I'd like you to kiss me," Angelina whispered.
   "But...  This...  We're girls.  How can we be suddenly attracted to each
other?  I'm not gay!" She argued, trying to rationalize what is was she was
feeling.
   "You're fidgety...  You're breathing hard...  You can't take your eyes
off of me...  and I can see from the how hard your nipples are.  Hell,
Kimmy...  I can even smell you".
   "This is crazy," she responded.
   "Kiss me" Angelina whispered again, sounding sweet, innocent and
especially sexy.
   "Are...  are you sure?" She asked, nervously.  "I mean..."
   "I'm sure." Angelina interrupted, smiling.
   Kim leaned over and kissed Angelina on the lips, feeling a tidal wave of
pleasure crash down on her...  not to mention a desperate 'need' for more.
When Angelina moved her hand up to cup one of her breasts, she nearly
exploded to orgasm from that alone.
   Quickly, she broke off the kiss, nearly falling out of her chair.  She
nearly knocked the chair over to join Angelina.
   "I...  I want you!" She stated, straddling Angelina where she lay.  She
had always thought if that she was ever going to 'do it' with another girl
that she would be the passive one and not the aggressor.  She was wrong.
   "I want you to do everything to me," Angelina responded, grinning.
   Kim could see that Angelina was visibly excited with her enormous boobs
jiggling up and down...  and when she untied her friend's bikini top, she
gasped at the size of them!  Then slowly, she moved her head down to take
one of her nipples inside her mouth...  and began sucking.
   They groaned...  both caught up in their 'need'...  and proceeded to
literally attack each other.
   ***
   As Kim hopped back on her bike to go home she felt weak and confused...
She had just 'cum' harder than she ever came before and she did so without
even getting eaten.  How could this have happened?  Never in her wildest
imagination did she ever think this possible...  nor had she thought that
someone could physically transform so much in just two months.  Her mind
drifted back to her lovemaking with Barry and that experience had paled in
comparison.  She had acted like a lesbian slut...  unable to deny Angelina
anything.
   Well...  At least she was still a virgin when it came to heterosexual
sex.  Although she had partook in a whole variety of other sexual
activities.  What was especially different about this was how out of
control she felt with Angelina.  In fact, if any guy had ever made her feel
as horny as Angelina had, then she would have lost her virginity.
   She had initially taken the lead with Angelina...  but the tables
quickly turned and soon Angelina held the reins.  She absently licked her
lips, remembering the taste of her friend.  The temptation to turn around
and go back to her still played on her.  Thank God for her will power... 
at least for the moment.
   She was still amazed that she was the 'giver' and not the 'receiver'. 
She had never felt so 'hungry' for something in all her life...  relishing
the memory of going down on Angelina.  This was so confusing.
   Thank God this was the night that she was meeting her friends at the
Grotto...  feeling somewhat relieved that her mind would be on her other
friends.  Then she thought about her bisexual friend, Becky, and wondered
if she should confide in her.
   Then something occurred to her that she had never considered before...
and that was the fact that the Grotto was a well-known lesbian club.  To
her and her friends, it had simply been a 'cool' place for them to hang...
except for Becky of course.  Had this lifestyle rubbed off on her?  Both
lesbians and bisexual women filled the Grotto.  Had she loved to hang out
there because deep down below the surface she was really a lesbian?  Wait a
second!  If anything, she was bisexual, remembering how often she got 'off'
with Barry.  Yet, Angelina had awakened something new inside of her that
obviously had always been there below the surface.
   VII.  (Jason) Sunday Night
   'It worked!' Jason grinned ear to ear.  No sooner had he wished Kim and
Angelina to start making love, they started to kiss and fondle one another!
It had been incredible to see them make love outside!  So incredible in
fact, that he ended up masturbating to their performance!  Now, however, it
was his turn to 'have' Angelina for himself and there was no time like the
present.
   As he waited for his new love, he found himself reflecting on Kim.  She
certainly didn't look like the tough 'biker girl' with her head buried
inside Angelina's pussy!  He knew that Kim was used to being in control and
it was incredible to watch her highly aroused state render her nothing more
than a hungry slut.  He smiled...  this was only the beginning.
   VIII.  (Angelina) Sunday Night
   Angelina was upset when Kim informed her that she was going out with her
other friends tonight.  Although Kim had told her that she'd see her
tomorrow, she wondered if Kim was having second thoughts.
   She felt hot and horny again...  remembering how Kim had eaten her
out... and she still couldn't get over how many times she 'came'.  Kim's
tongue had been relentless and she desperately wanted to experience those
feelings again.  Did she love Kimmy or did she simply love sex?  She
suddenly saw an image of her father and wondered how it would feel to be
fucked by him.  She smiled, wishing that she could find out.  Then
suddenly, the image of her father changed into an image of Jason.  She felt
an overwhelming urge to spread her legs for him.  She also wondered if
Kimmy would ever go for a threesome.  She smiled, thinking that she could
never be this hungry for cock if she were strictly a lesbian.  She must be
'bi'...  or simply so horny that she didn't care who she fucked.  Maybe she
had turned into a nymphomaniac.
   She walked over to her mirror...  still awestruck at the size of her new
boobs.  She again saw an image of Jason and this time she was inside his
bedroom...  on his bed...  worshipping his cock.  Suddenly, she wanted to
'be' with him in the worst way.
   She was actually out the front door and half way across his front lawn
before she realized what she was doing!  But before she lost her nerve and
turned around, she saw him...  waiting for her by the doorway.  How did he
know that she was coming over?  What would she say to him?  She climbed the
steps to his porch and saw that he was dressed in a pair of jean cutoffs...
and nothing else.  She couldn't remember him looking so sexy and handsome
before and her pussy bruned for him.  Had he been working out this summer?
When did he start sporting a 'six pack'?  She stole a glance down at his
crotch area and...
   "Hi Angelina" He greeted her with a smile.
   "Hi," she stammered in response.  He had caught her looking at his
crotch and she blushed.
   "Why are you here?" Jason asked.
   "I...  I don't...  ah...  I wanted to see you".
   "Wow...  you look hot".
   Her blush took on a deeper shade of red as she noticed him gaping at her
new boobs.  Knowing how incredibly sexy they looked on her she didn't mind
it one bit.  "I kind of went through a transformation of some sorts," she
finally stammered...  realizing just then that she wasn't the only one.
   "Do you want to come up to my room?" Jason asked.
   'Did she?' She asked herself.  He was certainly direct.  She looked
closely at Jason again and thought that he never looked cuter.  What part
of the summer had he turned into a 'hunk'?  He looked so much taller and
muscular.  Then she glanced down at his crotch again and this time she
gasped.  He was huge!  She could see his hard-on bulging tight against his
crotch area and she licked her lips without even realizing it.  He was
cute...  hard...  and very big...  and she was very, very horny.  "Sure,"
she finally whispered, and then followed him up to his bedroom.  She
couldn't help grinning, knowing that she was about to lose her virginity.
   As soon as she entered Jason's bedroom, he closed and locked the door.
She turned around and stared at him...  never feeling so anxious and hot
before in all her life.
   "Strip." He commanded.
   She quickly untied her bikini top, springing free her huge globes...
   "Holy fuck!  They're beautiful." Jason whispered, grinning.
   His compliment pleased her and she beamed back at him as she untied her
bikini bottoms.
   "God Angelina, you're breathtakingly.  The most beautiful girl in the
world!"
   "Thank you." She whispered...  blushing.  "I...  I'm also very horny."
   Jason quickly stripped off his cutoffs and now it was her turn to gasp.
He wasn't wearing underwear and his hard cock literally sprung up, pointing
straight up to the ceiling!  He was fully erect and had to be nine inches
long!  Jason immediately climbed on the bed and stretched out on his
back... then pointed at his monster with an ever-so cute grin.  "Climb
aboard." He commented.
   Angelina quickly joined him...  straddled him...  and then slowly
lowered her 'wet', very anxious pussy over the head of his cock...  and
impaled herself on it!  She groaned, cried, whimpered, screamed, thrashed,
bounced up and down and basked in one orgasm after another.
   IX.  (Kim) Sunday Night/Early Monday Morning
   Kim couldn't figure it out.  What the hell was she doing standing out
here in the rain?  Was she dreaming?  This whole day was absolutely crazy!
She looked back at the entrance to the Grotto and wondered why the hell she
couldn't move.
   She had been hanging out with all her friends when she suddenly felt a
compulsion to sneak outside...  but why?
   Then her cell phone rang.
   "Yeah." She answered...  sounding very normal despite her current state
of confusion.  She wondered why she didn't start yelling for help but the
words wouldn't come.
   "Where are you?" Her friend Jessica asked her.
   "Oh...  My bad...  I...  I met someone.  I'll catch up with you guys
later." She responded before cutting off her connection.  Why did she say
that?
   "Hi." A voice suddenly greeted her from behind.
   She twirled around to see...  "Jason?" She asked, confused as all hell.
Something about him looked different...  was he taller?  He held an
umbrella over his head and smiled at her.  "What the fuck is going on
here?" She asked with anger.
   "Well...  For one it looks like you are getting pretty wet.  I bet you'd
love to go back inside, wouldn't you?"
   "I would...  I really should be inside, but...  but something weird is
happening.  I...  I can't move." She replied...  surprised that she was
admitting this to him.  "What are you doing here?"
   "Oh...  I had a long talk with Angelina Jennings earlier and she
confessed how much she misses you." He stated...  grinning.
   "What?" She asked.
   "Yeah, she told me how much she misses your tongue."
   Kim blushed...  then started to get angry that Angelina would share
their time together with Jason Sheffield...  of all people.  "Look Jason...
I don't know what would prompt Angelina to confide in you but what happened
between me and her is none of your business." She replied.
   "Come with me." He commanded.
   She had no intention of following him...  but suddenly she saw that she
was putting one foot in front of the other and doing exactly what he told
her.  'This is crazy!' she screamed at herself, desperately looking back at
the 'Grotto' in hopes that her friends had come out looking for her.
   She wanted to scream...  shout...  anything, but all she did was follow
closely behind him.  As she turned the corner she saw a limousine parked
along the side of the road and this confused her even more.  A chauffeur
suddenly emerged from the limo and opened the back door for them... 
strangely enough; she was worried about getting the seat wet as she slid
her 'soaked' black leather fanny across the backseat.  Jason then slipped
in across from her.
   "Did you hypnotize me?" She asked...  surprised that she could talk
again.
   "No." He replied, grinning.
   "Then what?  Did you drug me somehow?" She asked, searching for a
reasonable explanation.  It was then when she suddenly realized how 'good
looking' he'd become.  She remembered Angelina's physical transformation
and wondered if it was more than a coincidence that they both had changed.
   "You are like this because I willed it...  but that's not important at
the moment.  I'm really confused about something...  Why do you and your
friends hang out at a dyke bar?" He asked, smiling.
   "They aren't dykes...  They're lesbians.  And the atmosphere here
enables us to avoid assholes like you." She replied with venom.
   "Oh...  Are you insinuating that you aren't one of them?" He chuckled.
   "Look asshole...  I'd be proud to be a lesbian, but I'd be lying if I
said I was one." She responded.
   "Then what do you call what you and Angelina did?"
   "I...  that was a mistake.  It won't happen again.  I...  I was just
curious and now I'm not." She replied, quietly.
   "You mean 'bi-curious'?"
   "Yes." She whispered with a blush.
   "Did you know that Jessica's bi-curious, too?" Jason asked.
   "Huh?  No way." She replied.
   "Yep, she sure is and further more she has a crush on you." Jason added,
grinning.
   "You're crazy." She responded in disbelief.
   "I know for a fact that she'd love to go down on you." Jason stated with
a smirk.
   "Fuck you!  She's not a lesbian and neither am I!"
   "I agree that you aren't lesbians...  but you are bisexual.  In your
case you turned 'bi' this morning...  and Jessica's new awakening happened
a few seconds ago."
   "I...  I don't believe you." She responded.
   "Oh, puleeezzzeeee.  You were checking out every lipstick lesbian in the
place."
   Kim blushed...  Knowing she had.  "I...  This can't be happening." She
mumbled, confused.
   "Oh, it's happening...  and you'll be interested in knowing that what
you and Angelina did earlier is only the beginning...  and not only is
Jessica 'bi', but I've also placed those feelings inside Nicole and Becky,
too."
   "Becky's already 'bi'!" She exclaimed, stunned.
   "Oops...  I guess that would make her pure lesbian, now."
   "I don't believe any of this." She responded.
   "Yes you do...  and I've also surfaced another one of your latent
traits." Jason replied, adding.  "Something that you've secretly hidden
ever since you reached puberty."
   "What?  What are you talking about?" She asked...  feeling afraid for
the first time.
   "I'll allow you do discover that all by yourself."
   "Why are you doing this?"
   "You know, every time one of us mind controllers get that question we
get really pissed off...  Now, what's the answer we all give...  oh yeah...
because I can."
   "Where are we going?"
   "Like I said...  Angelina misses you."
   "What are you going to do to me?" She asked.
   "I'm going to allow you to enjoy life to it's fullest...  now...  you'd
better take off those wet clothes you're wearing."
   "Huh?  No fucking way." She replied, shocked that he would even suggest
such a thing.
   "What's a matter...  feeling slightly self-conscious about that added
weight you gained?"
   "Fuck you!"
   "In due time but for now, strip." He instructed again.
   "No." She replied.
   "I see you need a little prodding."
   Then suddenly, without any volition on her part, she started to unbutton
her wet blue shirt and stripped it off.  Then she reached back and
unsnapped her black bra, releasing her plump breasts.  She blushed at
seeing Jason grin.  Then she unsnapped her wet leather pants and worked
them down past her ample ass and thick thighs...  She blushed 'beet' red
when he saw that she was wearing boxers.  She then slid those down and
kicked them loose.
   "Boxers?" Jason asked looking confused.
   "They're comfortable." She whispered...  covering her groin area with
her hands.  Normally, she was very comfortable in her nudity but as much as
she hated to admit it, Jason was right...  She was feeling self-conscious
about the extra weight she gained.
   "I think you'd look much sexier wearing thong or bikini panties." Jason
suggested.
   "I hate thongs."
   "Oh really?  Well, from now on you'll wear thong panties or go naked."
Jason responded with a smirk.
   Kim blushed and wondered if she would be held to that command.
   "Take your hand away from your pussy." Jason stated.
   Despite her intentions to do otherwise, she complied, moving her hand
away.
   "You're shaven." He commented, grinning.
   She continued to blush and nodded.  Only recently had she gone to
keeping herself smooth shaven down there.
   "Why did you shave yourself?"
   "Because I think it makes me look sexy." She replied, blushing even more
for being forced to admit the truth.
   "Sexy for who?" He asked with a chuckle.
   "Barry." She responded with a whisper.
   "Barry?  Who the hell is Barry?"
   "My boyfriend."
   "Your boyfriend?  Oh no...  that won't 'do'...  not anymore.  Starting
right now you no longer feel any sexual desire for this Barry...  In fact,
you no longer feel anything for him, understand?" Jason stated.
   She nodded her head with downcast eyes.
   "Spread your legs." Jason commanded.
   "What are you going to do to me?" She asked...  turning 'beet' red with
humiliation.
   "I bet you have a camel toe when you wear your tight leather, don't
you?" Jason asked, snickering.  "Anyway, my short term plans for you is to
take you back to my house where Angelina is waiting for you.  She really
does miss you.  Long term...  I'm going to fuck you."
   "But that would be rape." She responded, ignoring the part about
Angelina.
   "Not when you'll be begging me."
   "Never!" She snapped.
   "We'll see." He responded, grinning.
   The limo finally came to a stop in front of Jason's house.
   "Follow me." Jason commanded.
   "Like this?" She asked, gesturing at her naked body.
   "Yeah...  like that." He replied with a smirk.
   As commanded, she got out of the car and followed him into his house. 
Thank God it was late otherwise someone might have seen her...  and when
she walked through the door to his house, she started to feel something she
hadn't felt all night...  arousal.  Was the fact that she was about to see
Angelina, making her feel this way...  or was she suddenly finding Jason
attractive?
   X.  (Kimmy) Monday, Labor Day morning
   Kimmy woke with a start...  then quickly looked around and saw that she
was inside her bedroom.  "Was it all a dream?" She asked herself as she
slipped out of bed.  She tried remembering what happened last night and
couldn't...  She also blushed when she saw that she was naked, feeling the
weight of her huge boobs bouncing up and down.  How come she never noticed
them moving around on her chest like this before?  Something wasn't quite
right...  but what?  She started to take inventory...  Long blonde hair
that tickled her very shapely rounded ass...  Huge, beautiful boobs that
would easily fill a 'D' cup...  if she wore a bra.  She beamed at checking
out her ever so incredibly voluptuous body...  and of course, her
trademark...  a small diamond patch of blonde pubic hair right above her
swollen vulva, proving she was a natural blonde.
   So, she wondered...  What was different about her?
   Then it 'hit' her so hard she nearly feinted.  "Oh my, God!" She cried
out...  and then ran over to her dresser bureau, which really did a number
on her new boobs!  She picked up an old picture of herself and stared at it
with amazement.  In the picture she had long BROWN hair that fell to the
small of her back.  She grabbed her blonde hair and looked at it in
disbelief.  In the picture she had small tits...  at least compared to the
huge melons that thrust out of her chest now!  She rushed back over to her
full-length mirror to gaze at herself again and thought that she looked
like a blonde barbie doll.
   Slowly, she moved her hands down along the contours of her new shape and
nearly swooned when her right hand found her moist slit below...  She was
throbbing!  Then she started rubbing her hardening nipples with her left
hand...  and her knees nearly buckled.  Quickly, she moved over to her bed.
   Now, she understood what happened to Angelina...  and then something
occurred to her.  How would she explain her new look to her family and
friends?  She closed her eyes when she felt a shiver of pleasure shoot
throughout her body...  and it was then that she suddenly saw an image of
Jason!  His mere image heated her up even more than she already was... 
'Oh, God' she whimpered, feeling her unbearable 'need' overwhelm her.  She
wanted to fuck!  She wanted to fuck Jason!
   Then she remembered everything from last night...  She remembered how
Angelina was waiting for them when they entered his bedroom...  She
remembered how Angelina took a towel and dried her down much like an owner
drying a pet...  and instead of the memory disturbing her, it only made her
more excited.  She then remembered her and Angelina making love throughout
the night and smiled when she remembered Angelina eating her out while she
basked in orgasm.  She also remembered Jason thrusting into Angelina from
behind...  and how she wished it were her Jason was fucking and not
Angelina.
   Suddenly, her cell rang.
   "Hello." She answered, blushing that she was answering the phone with
one hand while she continued to play with herself with the other.
   "Hi Kimmy." A deep voice greeted her.  She knew from the clenching of
her pussy muscles that it was Jason.  "I bet you have your fingers buried
inside your pussy this very moment, don't you?"
   "Yessss." She admitted with a blush.
   "Well, stop masturbating and hurry up over here." Jason commanded.
   What did you do to me?" She asked, taking her sticky fingers from her
throbbing pussy.
   "You mean the new you?  Oh...  ah...  I'll explain everything when you
get here.  Just hurry." Jason replied before disconnecting the line.
   The desire to go to Jason overwhelmed her and she quickly got out of
bed. She reached down, picked up the leather pants from last night, and
started to slip them on.  She would have preferred taking a shower.  Her
pants felt loose around her waist and hips but still tight in the seat. 
She then slipped on a tee shirt and headed for the door.
   On the way out of her house she saw her younger sister...  and it struck
her strange that they resembled each other more now more so than before. 
Her younger sister had always been the princess of the family and that used
to bother her, but now it appeared that there would be two princesses in
the family.
   She immediately went to her garage to hop on her Harley but when she
looked at it...  something confused her.  'How the hell do I ride it?' She
asked herself.  For the life of her she couldn't figure it out.  It was
like she had lost all knowledge of bike riding.  How dare him!  She started
to jog up the street towards Jason's house and wished her boobs wouldn't
bounce around as much as they did.
   When she got to Jason's house, the door was closed.  Something prevented
her from knocking and she was getting even more pissed knowing that he had
somehow programmed this into her.  She wished she could leave, but instead
she stood outside waiting for him to answer the door.  She felt like a
stalker.  This was crazy!  How was Jason doing all of this?
   Then the door opened up and there he stood...  Damn, he looked 'fine'.
Finer than she ever remembered him looking...  Her whole body pitched
forward and her boobs suddenly felt tight.  Intense arousal flooded her
every crevice and she wondered what it was about him that held her so
spellbound?  Why was the very sight of him making her feel so horny?  She
felt weak, ever so 'wet'...  and wished that he'd 'take' her right here on
the porch!
   "You're late." He stated...  matter of fact like...ignoring her
discomfort from her arousal.
   The comment pissed her off.  Who the hell did he think he was to treat
her like this!?!  But instead of saying anything, she stammered.  "I... 
I'm sorry." with downcast eyes.
   "What?  No Harley?" He asked.
   "I...  I can't ride anymore.  I...  I ran instead.  As fast as I could."
   "You must have been quite a sight with those new boobs of yours." Jason
replied, chuckling.
   "Can I come in?" She asked, ignoring his comment.
   He nodded and opened the door wide for her to pass.  "Sure...  but
before you go any further I want you to strip."
   "Strip?" She asked.
   "Yes, strip." He replied.
   "But your Mom." She whispered, hoping he'd just take her up to his room.
   "Look...  My Mom is no concern of yours and I'm not going to tell you
again.  Either you strip now or leave." Jason replied...  looking at her
with impatience.
   'Leave' she thought to herself.  The mere thought of leaving sent
shivers of fear down her spine...  so, she quickly reached down and
stripped off her tee shirt...  letting it drop to the floor.  She knew that
Jason was responsible for her new boobs and she felt a pleasant tingling
from the fact that he was admiring them.  She then peeled down her leather
pants and stepped out of them...  Now, naked before him.
   "Where are your boxers?" He asked with a chuckle.
   "I don't wear boxers anymore." She whispered with a blush.  Her answer
had come automatically knowing that since she didn't own thongs, she didn't
have a choice.
   "Oh." He responded, toying with her.  "And look at that cute patch of
blonde hair." He added with a smirk.
   She blushed knowing that this was his doing, too.  He had turned her
into the very thing that she despised.
   "Follow me." He stated and headed towards the living room.
   She hoped that he was taking her upstairs but that was not the case.
   XI.  (Angelina) Monday, Labor Day morning
   Angelina walked downstairs into the living room, beaming.
   "Good morning, Angelina...  I brought Kimmy over to train you on how to
give good 'head'." Jason commented.  "That's right, Kimmy, you told me a
whole bunch of stuff that you don't remember.  Your strengths...  your
weaknesses...  even all the stuff you hate.  Anyway, it was then that you
told me how good you are at giving great blow jobs."
   Angelina was stunned!  How could this blonde goddess before her be her
friend?  She blushed when she saw the new Kimmy drop down to her knees
before Jason.  Jason was treating her like a 'pleasure slave' and the scene
was incredibly arousing.  She certainly couldn't imagine the old Kim
putting up with this treatment, remembering how the old Kim used to display
an S&M whip in the back window of her old black Chevy.  She doubted
seriously that the new Kimmy could even bring herself to pick up a whip,
never mind use it.
   XII.  (Jason) Monday Labor Day morning
   'This was incredible!' he thought to himself, looking down at his newly
transformed piece of ass.  Kimbery Jolie eagerly licked around his shaft
before mouthing his crown.  He smiled and had to admit that she was very
good at this...  and he would make sure to reward her.  He then glanced
over at Angelina, who paid close attention.  He was pleased that Angelina
would now have a reference point.
   Jason still found what he did to Kim amusing, transforming her into the
very thing she despised.  Not only did she look like a 'hot' 'Barbie' girl
on the outside, she would also be forced to act like one, too...  yet all
the while she did, she would still be 'herself' below the surface. 
According to Kim, girls that looked like she looked now, were all phonies.
Well, now Kim was the phoniest of all.
   Kim had spilled her guts on a lot of things last night and one was her
secret desire to have bigger boobs...  although she might not have wanted
them as big as he made them.  He then turned her brown hair blonde and grew
it down to her butt and finally, he added a blonde diamond patch to her
shaven 'V'.  Yes 'sirree'...  She'd still be all Kim on the inside but very
much a blonde Barbie doll on the outside.
   He also discovered something that Kim wouldn't admit willingly...  and
that was the fact that her 'leader of the pack' personality was simply a
'front'.  Deep, deep down she was a true submissive.  Yep, a very docile
girlie-girl...  that would have loved for someone to dominate her.  So, the
least he could do for her was to enhance her looks, enlarge a few of her
attributes, and make it where she would no longer sexually differentiate
between the genders.  This would make it downright impossible for her to
disobey any guy or girl and he could only imagine how she'd respond to this
inside that pretty head of hers.  Yep, the so-called 'bad ass' biker
persona would still be there but no longer able to surface.  Maybe...  just
maybe...  he'd surface it from time to time for laughs.
   "Make sure you swallow every drop." He stated, petting Kim on top of her
head.  He could see her shudder; knowing that by tapping her he had just
made her cum.  She moaned, slurped, looked up at him, nodded, and continued
to 'bob' her head.
   He looked over at Angelina again and saw her masturbating...  and this
gave him an idea as to how to reward Kim.  "Come over here, Angelina."
   Angelina reluctantly took her fingers out of her pussy and quickly
complied.  She licked her fingers on the way.
   "Slide down underneath Kimmy and service her pussy...  I bet she's
dripping down there and she deserves a good strong cum for training you."
   Jason saw Kim beaming up at him with happiness...  then lift her rump in
order for Angelina to slide underneath her and then settle her pussy back
down again...  and a mere second later she groaned from Angelina's
penetration.
   "Everyone gets to cum when I do." He declared, and moments later he shot
his load down Kim's throat.  It was hilarious to see Kim try to swallow
every drop while in the throes of her own orgasm...  and further hilarious
to see Angelina shuddering underneath her, face covered in Kim's cum.  Her
tongue had done its job.
   XIII.  (Kimmy) Monday Labor Day morning
   Kimmy had never felt so much pleasure in all her life!  And never had
she desired to suck cock more than she wanted to suck Jason's!  And when
Angelina covered her mouth with her drenched pussy and stabbed her clit,
she nearly passed out from the intensity of it.  Then to top it all off,
she never enjoyed the taste of male sperm as much as she did Jason's.
   "Go upstairs and take a shower, Kimmy." Jason commanded.
   Slowly, on wobbly legs, she lifted herself up off Angelina's mouth... 
and smiled down at her friend.  Her cum smeared her friend's face.  She
made her way upstairs, enjoying the pleasant tingling.
   As she used the soap to lather her body, she reflected on her new
position in life.  She was starting to recognize her 'submissiveness' and
blushed at how powerfully pleasurable it felt whenever she complied.  The
thought that she was nothing more than Jason's sex slave appealed to her
dark side and the thought of being Angelina's sex slave did, too.  What was
happening to her?
   XIV.  (Angelina) Monday Labor Day morning
   Angelina had finally recovered enough to pick herself up off the floor.
Kim had already gone upstairs to take a shower and now she had Jason all to
herself.  She walked over to the couch to join him.
   "Did you enjoy that?" He asked her, grinning.
   "Yes." She blushed, nodding her head.  Her boobs jiggled.
   "Look Angelina...  I couldn't wait for you to become a great
'cocksucker' on your own so now through my powers and what you witnessed
from Kimmy, you now possess her skills."
   "Thank...  Thank you." She blushed even more.
   "Now, as far as you and Kimmy's relationship goes, this is what I've
decided.  You are both my girlfriends and will openly admit as such in
school.  This means you'll share me and never fuck another guy for as long
as you're with me.  It also means that we'll have plenty of threesomes."
Jason stated.
   Angelina beamed with pleasure from what she was hearing.
   "In addition, you and Kimmy can fuck anytime you want.  Kimmy is very
much attracted to you, as you her, but your intimate relationship is very
much up to you." Jason stated.
   "What do you mean?" She responded, confused.
   "Kimmy is a now a true 'sub', which means she doesn't have the ability
to initiate and make advances regarding sex.  Quite simply, she's now too
shy which means you hold the reins on her."
   "Does she know this?" She asked.
   "She probably suspects it."
   "Can I ask why you've done all this?"
   "You were both in the right place at the right time.  Location and
timing can be everything...  and now you'll both have incredible sex for
the rest of your lives." Jason replied, smiling.
   "What if I like another girl?"
   "You little minx, you...  Just let me know who the girl is and she'll be
eagerly begging to lick you in no time.
   XV.  (Jason) Monday (Labor Day) Afternoon
   Jason smiled as he walked back from Angelina's house...  He just had a
very productive discussion with her Father and now it would be easier for
her to come and go as she pleased...  or more accurately, as he pleased. 
Originally, he was going to eliminate the attraction Angelina felt towards
her Father but then decided to leave it in place.  There was something
perversely exciting about a daughter having those thoughts about her father
and since there was no law against thoughts, so 'be' it.
   Now, he wanted to add to his collection and wondered who to choose from.
There were so many beautiful girls and he wondered where to start.  Every
one of them would be available to him whether they wanted to or not...  All
he had to do was wish it and sexual desire would consume them.  All he had
to do was wish it and he could alter them physically.  He thought about the
various girls in school that might interest him and Carla came to mind. 
She was the school's head cheerleader, stuck up and flaunting her beauty
like she was a beauty queen.  He smiled...  She would do, perfectly.
   XVI.  Epilogue...  (Kimmy) Monday Labor Day Evening
   Kimmy sat on her bed, sulking...  at least on the outside...  inside she
was seething.  Tomorrow was the first day of school and she didn't have a
single thing to wear...  Oh how this behavior went totally against her
grain, but outwardly, she couldn't stop it...  this new personality was
outright frustrating.  She knew that her new urges would force her to go
shopping tomorrow because she simply needed a new wardrobe.  Why did she
own so many dark clothes?  And what was with all these leather and vinyl
pants?  She only owned one lone dress and it wasn't even pink!  Plus, she'd
have to go naked underneath the dress because she didn't own any thong
panties.  She steamed at the thought that she was hoping that the store
sold pink thongs!
   Another thing that concerned her was having enough money.  She had
pretty much spent all her money on her vacation and she wondered if she
should ask her sister to loan her some.  She reflected on her younger
sister and smiled.  No matter what she thought, inside, she knew that she
couldn't be anything but sweet to her on the outside.  She remembered Jason
commenting on how her sister had grown to be quite a 'hottie'.  She
immediately felt very protective of her and feared what he might have in
mind...  but then he floored her when he told her that the author of this
story forbade him to go near her.  She was completely baffled as to what he
was talking about but his words soothed her nonetheless.
   Suddenly, her cell rang.
   "Hello." She answered.  She blushed at how timed and sweet she sounded.
   "Kim?" Jessica asked.
   "Yes." She whispered.
   "You sound different."
   She remembered what Jason had told her regarding Jessica...  and the
fact that she had a crush on her.  Suddenly, she could feel herself
becoming aroused.  "It's me, Kimmy." She replied.
   "Kimmy?  Anyway, I need to see you." Jessica stated.
   "Do you want to come over?" She asked, feeling her arousal start to lick
at her.
   "Yes...  I...  I'd like that.  I'll see you in ten minutes." Jessica
mumbled and then ended their connection.
   Kimmy suddenly saw an image of Jessica spread eagle on her bed and
pointing at her pussy, whispering 'lick me'.  Then she saw herself crawling
between her legs and doing just that...  the image was making her 'wet'.
   Suddenly, she started to punch in some numbers on her cell phone.
   "Hello." Jason answered the phone.
   "Hi Jason...  it's Kimmy."
   "Hi Kimmy...  what do we owe this pleasure?" Jason asked her, chuckling.
   "We?" Kim asked, confused.
   "Your girl friend is with me...  and applying what she learned from
you." Jason replied.
   Kim could hear the slurping in the background and blushed.  Then
suddenly she felt saddened that she wasn't there with them.  Then she
remembered why she called.  "I...  Jessica is coming over...  and I was
wondering if you wouldn't mind if we made love." She whispered, blushing
even more.  She was pissed that she now needed his permission.
   "Certainly, dear...  and I appreciate you calling to ask." Jason
responded.
   Despite knowing that Jason had forced her to call in the first place did
nothing to diminish the intense pleasure she felt from pleasing him.  After
she hung up with Jason, she looked at herself in the mirror.  She was
wearing a 'teddy' that accentuated her very curvaceous body and noticed
that her nipples were poking hard against the cotton material.  Of course,
she was completely naked underneath.  Suddenly, her door opened up and in
walked Jessica.  She looked breath taking.
   "Hi Kim." Jessica smiled walking up to her.
   She remembered Jason telling her that as far as everyone else was
concerned, all her physical changes took place while she was at the Cape.
   "Hi Jessie." She finally replied.
   "I...  I have a confession to make." Jessica softly stated.
   Kimmy knew what the confession was felt herself leaking as a result.
   "I have a crush on you." Jessica finally blurted out.
   She could tell that Jessie was embarrassed at these new feelings and she
wanted to reassure her that everything was all right.
   "I want to make love to you." Jessica finally added.
   Kimmy nearly came from this declaration alone...  and then watched as
Jessica walked back to the door, locked it, and then led her over to the
bed.  Jessica's eyes lit up when she saw that she was naked underneath her
'teddy' and even more pleased when she discovered that she was already
'wet'.
   XVII.  (Epilogue II)...  (Kimmy) Tuesday Evening
   Kimmy felt both nervous and excited as she walked over to Jason's house.
She and Angelina had just gotten back from the mall and she was wearing her
brand new pink dress.  Jason made it a point to tell Angelina to stay home
and send her over alone.  She wondered with anticipation whether tonight
was the night that she would lose her virginity.
   Jason was waiting for her on his front porch steps and smiling.  She
knew that she looked the epitome of beautiful...  especially in her pink
dress.
   "You're breathtaking." He whispered, making her pirouette for him. 
"What else you wearing?" He asked, smiling.
   Without saying a word she raised up her dress to show him her matching
pink thongs.  The look on his face nearly made her cum.
   Jason opened her arms and she rushed into them.  The part of her that
rebelled against her new existence also felt the searing heat from what was
about to happen.
   Jason led her over against the railing of the porch and bent her over...
she could feel her unrestrained breasts pitching against the material of
her dress.  It wouldn't take much for them to spill over the top.  Then she
felt Jason's hand move up inside her dress and slide lightly over her thong
panties...  she nearly creamed in then, too!
   "Remember what I said about us eventually fucking and how you'd be
begging me for it?"
   "Yessss." She stammered, feeling her 'need' leaking down her legs.
   "You called what I'd be doing 'rape'...  but I said it wouldn't be rape
because you'd be begging me for it."
   Kimmy whimpered and groaned, feeling so incredibly hot for it that she
could taste it...  and when she felt the 'head' of Jason's cock nudge up
against her wet slit below, she gasped...  and tried wiggling her pussy
down on top of it.  But Jason was ready for her and wouldn't allow it.
   "Now dear...  beg me to fuck you.  Beg me real loud.  I want the whole
world to hear you." Jason whispered into her ear.
   The end.
   My aim here with this story was to arouse, tease, arouse, tease, and
make Kim laugh and get 'wet'.  Not to mention pleasure the rest of the
population.  I trust I was successful.  E-mail me your thoughts. 
JRParz@hotmail.com 
  
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