Desmond Hamilton was fairly wealthy. Not quite a millionaire, but well on the way to it. He had a lovely wife, Nichole, a nice house, a Jaguar car. What more could you want? But Desmond did. Desmond was having an affair with his secretary, Natasha. Nichole was straight laced. She would not give Desmond the thrills he was seeking. Hence he had the affairs. He wanted someone to represent him during the day, a wife in the evening and a whore at night. Nichole was no whore! She was the epitome of class. She was tall, blonde, blue eyed and extremely well spoken. ...

Writer’s Note. I am a practicing Bondage Domina living in Brisbane, Australia. My adventures in Bondage Domination are recorded elsewhere on the internet so I won’t be adding to those on this site. Anyone who practices Self-Bondage knows the difficulty in ensuring one’s safety. Much has been written along these lines. Within Gromet’s web-site are many articles and stories about what can go wrong with even the best laid plans. I know many of these are works of fiction, but then again, many are factual. The only truly 100% safe and foolproof method is having someone to whom you can rely on to set you free if all else fails. What follows is the story of how I can now safely indulge my passion for severe self-bondage and know, if something does happen to go wrong, salvation is at hand due to the person to whom, I have given Absolute Trust. ...

This story is a follow on from Mistress Melinda’s tale “Absolute Trust” I am writing this at the request of my neighbour. The title is her request but I am not sure why. She told me all would soon become clear and I have been given an e-mail address to send the piece to. I have to admit; curiosity has gotten the better of me so here goes. What happens is my account of a situation I recently found myself in. I suppose the best place to start is some background. I’m 49YO but I keep fit by competing in Masters Athletics as a runner. I have been happily married for 26 odd years, have 4 children ranging in ages from the oldest, a girl, 18, next, another girl, 16, yet another girl, 12 and my son, age 8. I’ve managed to have a pretty good life in spite of being financially challenged for most of it. I work 2 jobs, full time professional driver all week and do retail sales on most weekends. I know, it’s not an ideal existence but we are doing it for the children. Not being in a situation where buying our own home is possible, we are forced to rent. That means, we often have to move. Our last move saw us living as neighbours to a lovely young lady called Melinda. ...

Early Saturday morning Darla rushes out of her bedroom and almost passes me by. When suddenly turning, plants a smoldering kiss on my lips, then with an arch in her eyebrow says, “be good Phoebes, see you back around noon , ok!”. Be good! Hmph, hell yes I’m always good and when I’m bad, as the cliché goes, I’m only better… and so in this frame of mind I find myself wandering the many aisles of my fave local hardware store. ...

For years I have been into self bondage and cross dressing because I could not find any playmates. I got married and found marrying vanilla does not improve your fetishes, it suppresses your true feelings. My wife does not appreciate my fetishes and merely attributes them to immature afflictions. I now have to wait for my spouse to leave the house before I can exercise my self bondage lifestyle. I recently had a scare and now realize more planning is necessary before I do any more self bondage. ...

For years I have been into self bondage and cross dressing because I could not find any playmates. I got married and found marrying vanilla does not improve your fetishes, it suppresses your true feelings. My wife does not appreciate my fetishes and merely attributes them to immature afflictions. I now have to wait for my spouse to leave the house before I can exercise my self bondage lifestyle. I recently had a scare and now realize more planning is necessary before I do any more self bondage. ...

Standing in front of the mirror naked at home she thought to herself, what’s the use of having so much sensitive parts if i’m not going to rub them, abuse them and outright fuck them!? She admired herself in the mirror, average height, hair brown, shortcut, b cup tits – nothing that gets attention from the boys but good enough, and of course her pride….her baldly shaven pussy with big lips…she could get horny just by looking at her own pussy! ...

It was a bright sunny day as I drove to the motel. Huge white billowy clouds drifted through the sky like icebergs on the ocean, free to go as they pleased. The air was fresh and full of excitement. As I turned into the motel parking lot this same excitement welled up inside of me. I quickly grabbed my suitcase, parked and locked the car, entered the motel and walked down the hall to the room. I searched in my purse for the key and unlocked the door. Once inside I closed and locked the door so I would not be disturbed. ...

It had been several weeks since my last bondage adventure; a lack of time and the demands of my course meant that I hadn’t been able to indulge my favourite past time. However that was going to change this weekend; I’d completed my last class project this week, handing it in to the lecturer two days early, and had no other pressing commitments to meet. In addition to this, my housemate Amy was going away for the weekend. She was off to see her boyfriend in Exeter and was leaving mid-afternoon on Friday, not planning to return till Sunday night. This meant I’d have the house to myself for just over two days and could indulge in some serious, and possibly noisy, self-bondage. ...

Part One Al, already naked, finished tying his ankles securely to the legs of the sofa and pulled himself to his feet. He clipped the short piece of clothesline, already snugly knotted around his ballsack, to a clock weight resting on the seat cushion. He had measured the rope carefully, and there were precisely three inches of slack. He pulled himself up and packed his mouth with a carefully-selected pair of his wife’s panties, fresh out of the hamper and not fresh – just what he wanted. They were full-fashioned cotton bloomers- good for mouth packing and jacking off, but poor fantasy material. Maybe one of these years she’s try on one of his gifts from Victoria’s Secret, but Al wasn’t hopeful. ...

A slender young woman walks down the street heading for her appointment. As you would expect she gets her share of looks as the various men, and sometimes even women peek back at her black nylon clad legs coming from under her trenchcoat and ending in 6 inch heels. Her long midnight hair perfectly straight and sheen. You would probably think Maria was a model from looking at her. But no, she wasn’t. She was an average girl, with a regular life. Maria had a job as a secretary, an apartment, a boyfriend named Tom, and a rubber fetish you could only dream about. Ok, well perhaps its not all regular. She did have one problem, however. This was what she was going to this appointment to fix. ...

This is a story about my experiences in exploring self-bondage. I am normally a dominant male who enjoys placing submissive women in restrictive bondage for prolonged periods. I had always wondered what it felt like to bound and helpless, so I began exploring self-bondage. As you know, the trick with self-bondage is to make the release reliable and foolproof, although I would prefer to give control of my release to someone I trust. ...

I have read a lot of stories about self bondage. I am pretty good at it myself. Here is a true story. My bondage fun started a long time ago, and to this day I get to enjoy it on a regular basis. I decided to try some self bondage in public. The fear of getting caught is a real thrill. Still I had not planned on getting caught, but the possibility is always there! As I always want to be the damsel in distress and I do dress and pass as a female in public I got this idea…. ...

We drove. I tried to look out the windows, but the cuffs on my elbows plus being handcuffed to the chain around my waist behind my back made things very hard to do, in the end I just gave up and laid there. I listened to the radio station she was listening to. Not bad music I thought. My body was really starting to ache from all the bondage I was in. I had done it up real good this time. I had only intended to get a real thrill out of this little adventure, now I found myself in a bad position. Better than the police I thought. ...

It’s about 5am and I have just got in from a first date with a rather lovely young lady. I am a cross dresser and enjoy a bit of bondage and the way she was dressed plus the signals coming from her indicate she might not be adverse to a few games. Being a first date I was not willing to push it too far, but have come home very frustrated. I have been mesmerized all night by her tottering about on really high stiletto heels. ...

NOTE: this story is FULLY fictional in EVERY way! If this was real life Misty would have left herself an emergency mechanism of escape. Please stay safe, enjoy self bondage if you like (and tie yourself up once in my honor! hehe…). My name is Misty and I wanted to tell you a story about the 5th wedding anniversary present that I gave to my husband last weekend. My husband was going to a football party and uncharacteristically I stayed home for a little “time to myself”. To tell you a little about me, I’m not model quality, but let’s just say that none of the guys mind me walking around the football parties and barbecues in my short cut summer shorts and tight cut-off cotton shirt. On another note, I love bondage, and I love being tied up. I’ve even played around with self bondage a couple of times before I met my husband. Luckily for me, my husband loves tying me up now and then, and we can spend a whole weekend with me as his little slave pet. He makes me do all the chores in the house mostly naked with bondage/slave gear on, while he sits around watching games, occasionally calling on me for “special chores”. Making me get him beers, give him a lap dances, get him food, and if I’m really good he’ll mount me quickly during a commercial. I love the casual dominance he has over me on these rare weekends. He really knows how to treat me like a proper woman normally, but on these weekends he really knows how to treat me like a sex toy in just the right ways. Anyways, back to the story. I knew I had all day to do whatever I wanted including set up his present since these game parties are all day get-togethers. I started out by closing all the shades in the house except for the back windows, just to feel daring. No one would see me unless they where in our back yard, but just the knowledge that someone COULD see me IF they WHERE there, kept me daydreaming of getting caught throughout my day. I stripped down and admired myself in the mirror for a moment before grabbing a tube of stuff my husband got for me at the porn store. It was a chemical that was supposed to make your skin swell slightly and become more sensitive. I applied the stuff to my nipples, lips, and pussy lips and clit liberally. Everything was tingling now and I noticed in the mirror that my lips had become fuller and poutier, and my nipples had become hard. I went into my bondage drawer and pulled out my slave collar, two solid curved metal bands with a hinge in the middle that formed a rigid “O” around my neck once locked on with a small padlock. I threw the key on the bedside table, and started putting on my leather ankle and wrist cuffs, locking them on, and adding their keys to the pile. After these I added, on a whim, a custom fitted black and red boned corset. This corset had a chain coming from the zipper in the back that I locked onto my slave collar once I had pulled the zipper up. With that chain locked the corset was not coming off without the key which was now in the pile with the others. Looking in the mirror again, I could see my breasts sticking out of the half cup bra of the corset, my nipples still standing at attention. I went to the bathroom and gave myself a quick enema. Now, fully dressed as my slave self and “clean” in the “back” for my husbands use, I went to my drawer to get one more item that would add to the sensations already distracting me. Out of my drawer came my slave tail, a butt plug with what looked like a horse tail coming out of it, and into my butt it went with a tiny bit of that sensitivity gel to coax it in. Now to my chores. I started cleaning the house downstairs where my husband would be forced, by my devious plan, to walk through when he came home. Then, with plenty of time to spare, I cleaned most of the rest of the house, ever aware of my full exposure to the world through my open back windows and glass patio doors. Good thing the power and cable company don’t come on weekends! A couple of times I stopped and took a break, sitting at my computer to look at bondage sites, and self bondage manuals. No one on the net had any information on what I was about to try. (Just a side note, my husband had ingeniously altered my computer chair. Every time either of us, on our separate computers in the computer room, would click either mouse button, my chair would momentarily vibrate under me, thus making browsing the net that much more interesting. The chair even had optional screw in dildo and butt plug attachment points. He has tied my hips down to the chair more than once, with both monsters in me, while he played his online games… My arms tied behind the char, a flat gag keeping me quiet, and sometimes a blindfold on. Today though, no attachments, just the vibrating chair would be enough.) When it was time to get down to business, I reluctantly turned off my computer and went out to the garage with a bag of stuff I had already prepared. First thing I did was open the garage door about 1 foot and swept the garage. Then I used a swifter broom to get up any dust I could, wondering if anyone could see my bare feet and ankle cuffs under the garage door. By the way, our garage is mostly empty considering my car is in front of the garage and my husband gone with his car. We keep the garage pretty uncluttered. We recently had the garage floor sealed with a type of heat insulative rubber that helps keep the garage water pipes from freezing during the winter. The rubber stuff was still new and relatively smooth and now, with my efforts, very clean. The rubber would keep me from having my body on cold concrete. Once the floor was clean, I went to the center of the floor and found the hole my husband had installed in the concrete before the rubber was laid. This hole was a sturdy nut in the floor that my husband explained to the contractors “was for lifting engines with pulleys”. I knew damn well though that the nut was for tying me to the floor so I went to the toolbox and pulled out the eye bolt that fit and screwed it into the floor. Still working with the garage open 1 foot, and wondering if anyone could see me (but knowing it was unlikely), I went about screwing 12 more eyebolts into the garage walls and ceiling (I’ll explain these later). Then I attached a cable lock along each path the ropes would follow. (These devices let rope pass easily through one direction, but they lock the rope to prevent it from traveling backwards). I disconnected the garage door opener from the door and left the door poised so that it was right between the point that gravity would pull it shut and the springs would pull it open. This sent a rush though me, knowing that at any moment, if the door shifted, it could pop open so the whole world could see my naughty game. (And I left the garage door disengaged, set so that it would not catch if the garage door opener was operated.) I moved the garage door opener disengage into what would be the garage open position, and tied 4 ropes to the disengage mechanism. I then ran each of the 4 ropes through the 12 eyebolts in the walls and ceilings, each rope going out from the center of the garage to one of the 4 corners of the garage. The ropes ran across the ceiling, through the cable locks, then down the wall’s corners, then back to the center of the garage on the floor. I tied a knot in each of the ropes in such a way that the knot would be WAY out of my reach once I was done. Each knot had a long loop of rope extending from them and each knot was precisely measured for length. The other day I had come into the garage when my husband was not home and I had set up one rope the same way as I had today. With the garage door clicker in hand I had tested the strength of the opener to make sure that my eyebolt pulley system and the garage door opener would not be able to pull so hard that it could hurt me. Through trial and error I had found out what setting on the garage opener would pull hard enough on me to pull against my strength, but not hard enough to hurt me. Knowing the limits of the garage opener I set the garage opener to the safe, but strong setting I found the other day. Then I stored the ladder I had just used back on the wall, and swept one more time, cleaning up the sawdust made from the installation of the eyebolts. I went over to the garage door, and closed it. It was time to get serious. I took a piece of thick chain and a large padlock out from my bag of tricks a used them to secure the garage door shut so that no one could lift the door. I went and checked all the doors in the house to make sure that they where all locked and that I would be left in piece until my husband came home. I dumped out the remainder of my bag of tricks and grabbed a piece of 1” chain that fit around my waist and put it over my corset. With a large padlock I locked it in place so that it was fairly tight, and set off for the master bathroom. Once upstairs I removed my butt plug covered it with a good deal of sensitivity gel and worked it back into my bottom a couple times to get my insides well coated, eventually removing it, cleaning it, and putting it back in it’s place in the drawer. I grabbed a new toy I had only used once (that my husband does not know about), out of my hidden stash. This wonderful toy was a HUGE butt plug that fills me to my greatest extent. It has two totally AMAZING features. First of all it has a key hole in the bottom of it! I lubed up the toy with sensitivity gel and with a great amount of work I got it into my ass. I grabbed the key, inserted in the bottom of my new toy and tried to turn it. The toy just spun around inside me so I grabbed onto the toy with one hand and the key with the other and turned the key about 10 turns. This turning action was pulling the ends of the plug closer together, and making the part inside my body expand about one and a half inches! Now there was no way to get this toy out without the key! I’ll tell you about the other AMAZING feature later…. Wink wink… I grabbed the butt plug key, the pile of keys on the bedside table, my sensitivity gel, and a multi function dildo, and headed back downstairs. Back in the garage, I set all the keys from every lock (even some locks I was not using) on a pile on the floor against the side wall. I placed a sign made out on cardboard near the keys on the floor reading “spoils of the slave auction sir, slave number 42 ready for extensive testing”. On top of the cardboard sign I added the multi function dildo. Now normally when I do self bondage, I like to tie myself up tight, but not taunt. Then I’ll spend anywhere from 2-3 hours tied up. I’ve found that the first 30-60 minutes is ecstasy and daydreaming. Then the next 10-20 minutes or so is kind of boring, but after that, I go into a kind of Zen, calm sexual daydream about being caught, or found, or punished. This works especially well when I’m tied up so I can’t move much and I’m blindfolded to remove outside distractions. Today would be something totally new for me though, TWICE new. I wanted to try what bondage would be like if I had freedom to move around, my legs would be fairly loose, my arms would be free to move, I would be able to touch my body, and pinch my nipples, but I would be in a position so that I could not touch my privates to get off. But I ALSO wanted to see what it was like to be bound so taunt I could barely breathe! Bound in a completely lewd position, held vulnerable to whoever was in the room. Today I would get both! I grabbed a large pair of pliers and bent the eyebolt attached to the center of the floor down as far as I could. I moved myself to the center of the floor and placed the 5 locks I would need by my side along with the tube of sensitivity gel and a locking blindfold. I padlocked my ankle cuffs to the ropes nearest the garage door. The third padlock was a bit of a pain. I had to push the padlock under the now bent eyebolt, then lay on my back on top of the eyebolt so I could get a link of the 1” chain around my waist into the lock. With my hands behind my back, laying down on top of the eyebolt, I finally got the lock closed around a link on the chain behind me. My heart started pounding with excitement. Now, with this lock closed I was completely trapped! No way to get to my keys. I tested my situation. With the eyebolt bent down, and my corset protecting me, I could lay flat on the ground with only the lock pushing slightly into my back, but not uncomfortably. ...

Candace opened the door to her house and strolled inside whistling a happy tune. The blond haired beauty flung her packages on a nearby chair and sat down on a dining room chair chuckling out loud. Candace looked at one of her bags in particular that had a cardboard box sticking out and snickered softly out loud. Several nights earlier, she had come home early from her position as manager of one of her husband’s businesses and found quite a surprise when she walked in the bedroom. When she opened the door then, she had found her husband Jack in bed with one of those inflatable sex dolls that she saw for sale in the windows of sex shops around the city. The sight of him trying to extract himself from the sex toy while stammering an apology would have amused her normally if she wasn’t so outraged at him. She managed to calm down after a day or two and even arranged to meet him this very evening for a night of dining and intimacy. However, the promised night for two was just a ruse on Candace’s part so she could take her revenge in a humorous yet nasty way. She had, through a little detective work she did, figured out which store he had bought the sex toy at and went down to the place. The store manager’s eyes widened when he saw her name and address as if he recognized it as being familiar to him. However, he never said anything as he cheerfully rang through Candace’s purchases and wished her a good day as she left. Smiling broadly after her brief recollection, Candace picked up the bag carrying the items she bought and sauntered off to her bedroom. Looking at her watch, she figured she had time to take a shower before starting to work on her plan. She shook out the three boxes she had purchased onto the bedding before disrobing and heading off to the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, Candace walked back into the bedroom rubbing the excess moisture off her slender body vigorously. She started dressing again by putting on her favorite orange choker and blue shoes while primping in front of her closet mirror. Candace was about to put a white corset that would enhance her bust line quite nicely when she glanced at the box containing the love doll sitting on the bed. " Heh…may as well start getting my surprise ready for when Jack gets home tonight.." Candace said with a wry smile on her face. She opened up the doll’s box and took out the toy as well as the inflation pump that came with it. When Candace briefly glanced at the pump, she saw it had two prongs leading from the main part yet the doll itself had only the one plug as normal with these type of toys. " Maybe the clerk figured Jack was going to use the pump to inflate two dolls at the same time…Ha ! " Candace thought to herself as she laid the deflated doll on the partly made bed. She was going to use her feet to inflate the doll but the wire extending out of the pump was too short and, besides, her high heel shoes weren’t appropriate for that type of exertion. Flipping the doll over so that it was lying on its’ face, Candace opened the inflation plug and inserted the wire from the pump. Kneeling on the bed with her lower legs tucked under her, she then started squeezing the pump in a slow and steady rhythm and watched with satisfaction as the doll slowly started to take shape with it’s plastic appendages swelling outwards. At the same time, Candace was starting to feel a little light-headed herself as if she had one too many beers at the local bar and the feeling was starting to spread throughout her body. Looking down, she saw that one of the wires from the pump was brushing up against her leg and if she didn’t know better, she’d swear the wire’s end was actually sticking into her lower leg. " Maybe I better lie down after I’m done pumping up this love doll…hmmmm…?… " Candace muttered softly out loud while simultaneously trying to brush the wire away. To her bewilderment, she found that the wire was indeed stuck to her leg and she couldn’t pull it out ! no matter how hard she tried. She also could see the skin on her left leg where the plug rested was starting to look rather strange. Candace reached down slowly with her left leg and felt the area in question around the plug. It felt smooth and soft to the touch although her brief caresses were causing the most delightful sensations to flow through her body. " Hmmm…feels good..whatever it is…but…strange..like…something is happening… " the blonde haired beauty muttered softly even as she felt her right hand, on top of the pump, slowing down its’ repetitions. As Candace continued to try and pry the wire away from her leg, she noticed the nearly fully inflated doll was moving ! With horror, the blonde haired woman saw the doll’s right hand was on the pump on top of her own and the sex toy’s hand had much more strength than her own. Candace could feel her strength seeping away with each new depression of the pump. " What the hell is happening….why am I changing ?…how am I ?…" Candace shouted out loud though she found her voice was starting to fade. She tried to move away from the pump but her lower legs refused to respond to her thoughts at all. Candace looked down and saw that the change that had started on her right leg had now fully engulfed both her legs turning them both into what appeared to be shiny tubes of latex. When she looked to her left, she saw the doll was starting to look more human at the same time with the shine fading and freckles appearing on its' skin. " Am I becoming a doll…A DOLL ???…. " Candace yelled before her voice completely faded away. She felt her pussy clutch shut sending an intense wave of pleasure surging through her body before it opened again like a flower with the inside looking the same material her legs were made of. Candace saw her right hand being pushed aside by the doll ( or was it still a doll ? ) which was starting to stir as its features became more human by the second. As the changes swept through her body, Candace found that she was having increasing difficulty moving her head but with the little movement she did have, she saw lines were starting to appear on her body that looked suspiciously like seams that were disappearing from the doll. She felt her breathing slow to practically nothing as her breasts swelled slightly forming soft yet semi rigid domes of rubber capped by bright pink circles and small erect nipples that begged to be sucked or nipped by….somebody. Unable to move in the slightest, she felt the doll ( or was it still a doll ? ) stir and suddenly sit up on the bed. Candace could look on as it/her pulled loose the wires connecting to both of them. The transformed woman then found herself being pushed on her back where she laid while her opposite walked murmuring softly as it breathed air for the first time and reveled in a human body for the first time. ...

Esmerelda tapped on the desk with her pen as she gazed at the computer monitor in front of her. Judging by the pronounced frown on her face, the owner of Adult Products and Accessories ( APA was its’ stock symbol) was not a happy woman to say the least. According to the figures the woman was looking at, her company was operating at a loss for the last four months and projections over the next year were dismal to say the least. Turning the monitor off, Esmerelda leaned back in her chair and stared at the ceiling in quiet contemplation. She mulled over her options of how to solve her problems but there was one thing she could not do: use her powers of witchcraft to fix her financial problems. When she decided to live in the mortal world, the High Council of Witches had reminded her of the decree they had made long ago that she could not use her powers to better her finances and that she should not use her spellcasting abilities blatantly in full public view. " If it wasn’t for the High Council’s edict, I’d turn that bitch Serena into a big statue of gold, melt her down into bars and make the money I need by selling her to antique dealers and collectors. I wonder, though, if I can get around the edict and still get rid of that slut, " Esmerelda thought to herself as she sat up in her chair and started thumbing through her rolodex. She was about to start dialing phone numbers of people she thought suitable to replace the product manager when her cell phone started chiming. To her consternation, it was her husband Dick calling to tell her he had to cancel their plans for the weekend as he had to go out of town to attend an advertising and marketing meeting that the firm he worked for was holding. After mentally grumbling for a moment, Esmerelda wished her husband well at his meeting and exchanged words of love and affection with him before hanging up. " Geez, this day just keeps getting worse and worse by the moment…. I better find a replacement for Serena to improve it in a hurry….. " the witch thought as she started dialing the numbers she had selected. After finishing arranging the interviews for the following week, she turned her attention back to what was most troubling to her: her company’s sagging finances. Esmerelda figured that part of the problem was that most of the company’s products were geared towards the male 18-49 customers particularly with the love doll products. If she could discover a way to tap into the female side of the equation, her company would be much better off. Looking at some notes she had jotted down, she figured that her company would produce a new love doll that would be for the woman like herself who spends time away from a husband that may be fooling around her. If the product ( specially imbued with a spell she cast) worked the way she envisioned, the woman who bought the doll would be very happy indeed with her purchase. She was just sketching out pictures of what she figured the prototype would look like when her desk phone lit up indicating an incoming call from the personnel department. Picking up the phone, Esmerelda heard the familiar voice of Camellia, head of the department, letting her know that Serena wouldn’t be able to attend the meeting with Esmerelda as she had called in sick earlier in the day. " Hmmmph… can’t even show up to be fired…. sheesh… I bet she’s off enjoying an early start to the weekend… maybe I’ll take a peek and see….. " Esmerelda thought to herself as she stood up from her desk and, grabbing her organizer, went into her private bathroom. Looking into her organizer briefly, the witch then gazed into the large mirror that loomed over the sink. Speaking several words in Latin while gesturing with her hands rapidly, Esmerelda watched as the mirror’s surface turned from normal glass to a swirling pink smoked opening. " Show me Serena ! " Esmerelda intoned while looking at the mirror. Moments later, the smoke started to clear somewhat showing what looked like the interior of Serena’s house. However, the images that followed caused Esmerelda’s jaw to drop open and her eyes to spark with intense anger. The witch saw Serena and Dick walk into view holding hands in a very intimate manner before stopping and embracing in an intimate manner. Moments later, there was a long kiss accompanied by both of them exploring each other’s body with their hands. Esmerelda gestured angrily at the mirror causing the image to fade away before she saw anything more of the secret tryst. " Damn them…. damn them both to hell ! " the witch fumed out loud as she stormed back into her office and flopped down a nearby couch to brood over what she had just seen. After a few minutes of contemplating her options, she came to several conclusions of how she should react to what she just found out. The first thing she decided was that she would forgive Dick as she loved him too much to say goodbye. She also partially blamed her heavy workload and long periods of time away from home for causing Dick to astray from his wedding vows. As for Serena, Esmerelda was more determined than ever to get rid of the little bitch but how to do it without violating the Witches Council’s edict ? That was one question that Esmerelda pondered as she stood up and went back to her desk to think over her options. She stared at her desk for several minutes while randomly gathering up the papers on and about its’ top and turning off her computer monitor. The witch was about to stand up and do a little pacing back and forth when she glanced at the sketches of her prototype love doll she had done earlier. As the seconds ticked by, an evil and truly wicked smile appeared on Esmerelda’s face and she nodded as if answering an unspoken question. " Well, well, what’s that saying ? Two birds with one stone…. yes, this will do nicely….. " Esmerelda said as she spun herself around in her chair in obvious delight. Monday afternoon……. Serena entered Esmerelda’s office feeling everything from trepidation to nervousness and even anticipation as she waited for her boss. When she got back from her road trip, she found a message waiting for her from her boss stating for Serena to be at a meeting just before the end of the day in the head office. The message also mentioned the fact that Esmerelda was heading out of town so it would be a short meeting. Emboldened by the message, Serena decided to prepare for yet another secret tryst with Dick by wearing a sexy, black laced corset, see through and barely hiding her private areas, to work that day under her normal clothes. Before heading up for the meeting she was currently waiting for, she went into her office and slipped out of her outer wear before throwing on a long, white lab coat over herself making sure no one could see her lack of clothing underneath. " If I can get out of this meeting quick enough and not have a bunch of crap from the bitch to deal with, I can get hold of Dick and we can have some fun while she’s out of town, " Serena thought to herself while absently twisting one of her long locks of sandy brown hair. She was about to walk over and pour herself a cup of imported Czech coffee ( with a blend perfected by overworked computer technicians of that country) when Esmerelda stormed into the room and took a seat behind her desk. " All right, Serena, come over here next to me. I want to conduct this meeting face-to-face with you so there’s no misunderstanding what I’m going tell you today. This affects your future so you might want to pay close attention, " Esmerelda said as she got out what looked like a large red candle and black mat and put it on top of her desk. " What’s the old hag up to… is she inviting me to a meal or does she have something crazy in mind ? " Serena thought as she timidly walked up to the desk and stood next to her boss, who was wearing a strange looking blue and white overcoat. " Just stand right there, Serena. I’ve got my daily ritual to perform that is based on an old family tradition of evoking the spirits of good luck and fortune, " Esmerelda said with a mysterious smile as she lit the candle and placed both her hands on the mat. " Geez, she’s even wackier than what Dick suggested. Maybe I should tell Dick about this and he can get a quickie divorce from her based on diminished capacity….. uhhhh…. why do I feel so strange all of a sudden? " Serena thought to herself before her thinking was interrupted by what seemed like an intensely erotic feeling that seemingly passed through her entire body. At that same moment, Esmerelda had started to chant what seemed like sort of ancient Latin words while gesturing feverishly in the air above the mat. She would pause every few seconds and gesture dramatically in Serena’s direction before resuming her fevered chanting. This went on for several minutes with Esmerelda occasionally rocking back and forth in her chair and rolling her eyes dramatically. During the whole ritual, Serena remained silent with her hands clenched tightly to her lab coat as if she was using them to anchor herself from emitting a loud whoop of laughter over what she was seeing. Strangely, the erotic feelings she was experiencing were growing more intense by the second and she felt her nipples starting to slightly harden in response to them. After another minute or two, Esmerelda stopped her chanting and hand waving abruptly. Before Serena could ask a question or say anything, she felt herself surrounded by a faint yellow tinged aura. She tried to ask what the hell was going on or even take a step towards her boss but found her ability to speak or move had vanished. " Geez, did this crazy bitch do something with all her mumbo jumbo?…. ya don’t suppose she is sort of witch?…. uhhhh… I feel pretty good though…. if only…… " Serena thought to herself as the pleasure she had started to feel before seemed to increase. Oddly, her immobility and inability to tell anybody about it didn’t seem to bother her as much as it normally would have as the pleasure going through her body seemed to blot out all her normal thinking. However, Serena’s mental enjoyment abruptly ended when Esmerelda pulled out a fairly large mirror from her desk and set it down so Serena could see herself in it. Strangely, Esmerelda also turned her computer monitor so that Serena could see it as well. " I don’t want to just stand here the rest of my life…. I swear, Esmerelda, I wasn’t trying to seduce your husband… it was all just a game…. well, in the beginning, it was but…. HUH??…. " Serena thought to herself before she noticed, to her amazement, that her thoughts were showing up on the monitor she was staring at. It was as if she was typing the words at the same time that she was thinking them. At the same time, she saw her reflection in the mirror from what she looked like at the present to one of her wearing just her lingerie and finally an image of her completely naked. She glanced around as best she could and saw she was still wearing clothes which conflicted with what she was seeing. Suddenly, Serena felt another jolt of extreme pleasure ripple through her body but this felt different to her this time. Glancing down with her eyes, she saw her breasts seemed to be swelling and pushing outwards against her corset and the lining of her lab coat. She also felt what seemed like a growing sense of lightness creep through her body as if she was becoming something that was not human. When she gazed at the image in the mirror once again, it confirmed what she was feeling. She saw blemishes and freckles rapidly disappearing from her entire body as her skin seemed to be taking on an artificial appearance with what appeared to be a tan color. The pleasure that had started rippling through her body just a few minutes ago was increasing in strength at the same time her body was changing. Although Serena couldn’t talk any longer, a faint gasp escaped from her lips as she felt her pussy start to twitch and contort on it’s own. She saw, in her reflection, her pussy forming into a perfect ovular shape with the interior turning bright, artificial pink in color. As she looked on in silence, the image in the mirror seemed to rotate around to show her from the backside and the changes that were happening to her there. She saw ( and felt) her anus move upwards by several inches before forming into the same O shaped opening as her pussy. She also saw something growing out of the small of her back that, crazy as it seemed, looked like an inflation plug for adding or subtracting air. " What’s going on?…. What’s Esmerelda doing to me?…… Esmerelda, let me go…. I’ll quit my job, move far away and never have anything to do with Dick again…. please let me go!….. please… oooohhhh…. " Serena mentally pleaded even as pleasure continued to assail her mindset over and over. She saw her pleas show up on the monitor screen upon which Esmerelda turned and regarded the newest thoughts of Serena quietly as if she was considering granting the request. " Sorry, my dear, but I’m afraid I’ll be only able to grant part of your request today. After this little incantation is done, you won’t have to work your job anymore so that part I can give you. However, I’m quite sure you won’t be going too far from my home in the near future and, in fact, you’ll be having a lot more to do with Dick from now on, " Esmerelda said with a trace of irony evident in her voice. " More time with Dick….?…… what do you mean?…. ohhhhh…… " Serena thought before another, perhaps most intense so far, wave of pleasure rippled through her as her transformation continued upwards. She could see what looked like seams were now very prominent on the mirror image even as her breathing ceased altogether. She felt her breasts become rigid mounds of latex that were firm yet looked to be squeezable by someone like Dick. Her normal nipples and areolas were being replaced by similar ones that were bright pink in color and seemed to beg to be fondled, sucked or nibbled. When her transformation reached her head and shoulders, Serena felt her head tilt back slightly and she was no longer able to view the monitor or mirror. However, at this point, she was becoming certain what it was that she was changing into even as her mouth’s interior dissolved and formed into a smooth rubber sac. " A LOVE DOLL… I’M BECOMING A LOVE DOLL…. ESMERELDA IS TURNING ME INTO NOTHING MORE THAN AN INFLATABLE FUCK TOY!!!…… WHY IS SHE DOING THIS?…. SHE’S A WITCH, SHE COULD HAVE TURNED ME INTO A FROG OR A BAT BUT GOES FOR THIS…. AN INANIMATE SEX DOLL!!!* " Serena mentally wailed as she found herself slightly bobbing back and forth with her lightweight latex and rubber body buffeted by the waves of cool air emanating from a nearby A/C unit. " Why am I doing this, Serena? Let’s just say that having you in this state makes my plan that much easier to play out. Hmmm… very nice, " Esmerelda murmured as she reached over from where she was sitting and pulled open the white smock on the doll. She noticed how the frilly black lingerie’s straps were pressing deeply against the love doll’s glossy skin while simultaneously pushing upwards her firm, hollow breasts. " Let me just relieve you those garments, my little love dolly. Oh, don’t worry, though, I’ll find some new garments to show off your sexy new body, " Esmerelda murmured as she pulled off the smock somewhat roughly with her right hand. The witch’s efforts resulted in the doll becoming unbalanced and tipped towards the seated woman. Chuckling softly with her tongue clucking in mock disapproval, Esmerelda reached up with her left hand and stopped the love doll from landing on her or toppling to the floor. Standing up, Esmerelda proceeded to quickly strip the doll of its’ corset, panties and high heels shoes before setting the doll lying face down on her desk. She then put the clothing in an empty cardboard box that was sitting next to her desk before returning her attention to the love doll. " Well, Serena, I guess its’ time for me to explain to you why I changed you into a love doll. You see, I’ve been thinking of starting up a new product line of sex dolls that would be bought by both men and women. The doll, such as yourself, is going to be enchanted so that when it is dressed in the lingerie that comes with it, it triggers a rather unique spell. When the man goes to use the doll ( regardless of whether the lingerie remains on the doll or not), his wife or girlfriend will feel the pleasure simultaneously as if the man is actually fucking her. To make sure there is no misgivings afterwards, the husband will feel like he has had a great night of sex with his wife instead of just fucking a sex doll. I think a sex toy that gives pleasure to both a man and woman simultaneously would be a great seller in the marketplace. Wouldn’t you say so, Serena? " Esmerelda said as she flipped the doll over and whispered the last part as she leaned close to the doll’s synthetic face. “What?….. I’m some sort of test product for the company?… you bitch!…. how could you?…….* " Serena mentally wailed in anger and distress. If her new state wasn’t bad enough, the blonde felt her tormentor reaching around her back and rest her fingers against her inflation plug. The doll felt a momentary pang of intense pleasure but this was quickly washed away by Esmerelda tugging the plug open and the air escaping with a quiet hissss-ssss-ssss. As the air rushed out, the little bit of Serena’s consciousness that remained disappeared as well until there was nothing left. Once the doll was nothing more than a flattened piece of latex devoid of shape or form, Esmerelda, chuckling softly, carefully folded it up into a pile with its’ lust filled face sitting on top. The witch then slid the doll into a clear plastic bag and then placed the bag inside the box with the clothes. After closing the box lid, Esmerelda gestured briefly at the box with her right hand and, moments later, the words LOVE DOLL FOR TWO appeared in bold type on the lid with Pleasure for both a man and woman… guaranteed! in smaller type below. " I guess it’s time to take you down to my car so I can drop you off at home before I leave for my trip. If everything goes according to plan, you’ll be having a night of incredible passion with my husband…. and I’ll be experiencing every single moment wherever I am. For me, it’ll give new meaning to the phrase ’ virtual sex’….Hahaha!!!!!!!! " Esmerelda chortled as she slid the box under her right arm and strode out of her office confidently. Unbeknown to the witch, there was another individual viewing the activities at APA: a squirrel perched on the ledge next to a window of Esmerelda’s office. If the sorceress had looked closely at the furry animal, she might have noticed its' eyes were almost inhuman in nature. The squirrel’s eyes were, in fact, a mirror much like Esmerelda’s but the viewer of the office’s activities was her chief rival Matilda. As the sorceress saw Esmerelda sashay out of the office in an arrogant stride she had seen far too often, Matilda slammed her hand down on the side of her large black cauldron. " Damn that Esmerelda! I was hoping I could use Serena as a way of discrediting Esmerelda with our fellow witches but that stupid blonde bimbo had to make a play for Dick…… darn that bitch’s luck!!!! " Matilda fumed as she waved at her wall mirror. As the surface returned to normal, the witch went over to the smooth rock tableau that she used to compose her potions and write down her incantations and sat down atop it. Putting her right index finger to her lips, Matilda stared around the vast cave that she used for her private meditations outside her normal activities. As she gazed at the trinkets she stored in her centuries of existence, the raven haired woman’s mouth slowly formed into a wicked smile. " I think Esmerelda might have been too smart for her own good this time…. " Matilda muttered softly as she stood up and started to briskly walk around the cave scooping up items she’d need to make the plan she was formulating. Three hours later….elsewhere…… Dick opened the front door to his home and stepped inside with a relieved look on his face. It was the end of another long week, his wife would be out of town for the weekend and he was looking forward to spending some time with Serena. Tossing his briefcase on the living room couch, the dark haired man made his way to the bedroom where he started to slowly take off his suit and prepare for the evening ahead. He had stripped down to his underwear when he noticed a box wrapped in blue and yellow paper, lying in the middle of the bed with what looked like a note sitting atop it. Intrigued, Dick stopped dressing and, leaning on the edge of the bed, plucked the paper off the box. He opened up the note expecting it to be from his wife and he was not disappointed: Dick, Since I couldn’t be at home with you on your birthday, I thought this gift might keep you entertained while I’m gone. Enjoy! Esmerelda Cocking his head slightly in puzzlement upon finishing reading the note, Dick set it aside and turned his attention to the gift. Pulling the box closer to him, he unwrapped the box quickly and was surprised to find that it was one of those expensive, lifelike inflatable sex dolls that he had heard about from a few of his friends at work. Even more surprising, the pictures of the model the sex toy was supposed to look like when inflated bore an uncanny resemblance to Serena right down to the sultry wanton look on the model’s face. " Heh…… wait till I tell Serena about this… she’ll be shocked by how an adult toy manufacturer found a woman who looks like her to be a product cover subject….. hmmm… might as well try this out…. " Dick thought as he gently pulled off the contents of the box. He was amused to find that in addition to the deflated doll neatly folded up, there was an inflation pump and what looked like a lingerie outfit tucked neatly in a bag next to the sex toy. According to a note inside the box, the doll’s owner should ' dress this amazingly realistic sex toy in the sensuous lingerie provided and it will greatly enhance the pleasure felt when using the doll’. Grinning, Dick took the inflation pump and quickly inflated the love doll to its’ maximum proportions. " Dick, it’s me!!!… SERENA!!!!…. your wife did this!… I’m not just some fucking sex doll for you …. oooohhh … don’t touch me…. yessssssss!!!!…..* " Serena thought as her mental shouts of protest quickly became mixed with ones of pleasure as she experienced the sensations of her soft vinyl skin being caressed by Dick as he slipped on the lacy black corset and stockings she had worn when still human. When the lingerie was fully on the doll, the second part of Esmerelda’s spell took effect and Dick’s mind started to become cloudy. His perception of the scene before him changed dramatically though his mind, in the foggy state that it was in, didn’t seem to notice the change. Instead of an inflatable love doll dressed in provocative lingerie lying in the middle of the bed, Dick now saw his wife, wearing the same clothing, beckoning to him from under the satin sheets on the bed. " Let’s make love, honey…. a night of nothing but hot, steamy love, " the voice of Esmerelda seemed to call out Dick from the bed. In reality, the room was completely silent save for Dick’s breathing that was growing ragged with lust. " I think I can accommodate you, darling, " Dick said with a smile as he quickly stripped off his clothing and climbed on the bed. In his mind, Esmerelda reached up with her arms and pulled her husband closer to her. However, in reality, Dick was pulled the doll’s hollow latex arms upwards until they were wrapped around his body. “Dick, I’m not your wife!….. it’s Serena…. oooohhhh….. STOP THAT!!!!!……. DO IT AGAIN!!!….. NO!!!!!…_ " Serena mentally shouted even as the pleasure she was feeling from Dick groping her soft latex breasts and probing her inviting vagina with his hardening member threatened to wash away her protests. Indeed, as Dick’s passion grew and his movements more fervored, all the doll wanted was to be fucked……and fucked again…… Several hundred miles, in an expensive hotel room, Esmerelda was starting to experience the reward of the spell’s second component. As Dick started to have sex with the love doll in earnest ( unaware of its’ true nature), Esmerelda, naked and lying in the middle of her bed, experienced the first of what she knew would be many waves of pleasure courtesy of the sex toy. Now that it had been dressed in the lingerie, the witch would feel the sensations of Dick’s passionate usage of the doll wherever she was in the world. In a way, it was a bit of delicious irony - Serena had been spending the last few months (or longer) fucking her husband and now she would be able to continue in that role though Esmerelda would be the beneficiary of such passion. Monday….. around noon…….._ Esmerelda arrived home from her plane trip in a better mood than she normally would have been. The pleasure she had felt earlier was quickly balanced by the fact that the plane she had originally boarded for the return trip had encountered mechanical problems shortly after take off. After the plane returned to its’ original airport, Esmerelda found out that the next plane for her wouldn’t be until early morning. Consequently, she was late returning and would miss half a day at work. Ordinarily, such a disruption in her schedule would have enraged Esmerelda and the sorceress would have been tempted to turn the ticket agent that gave her the bad news into a gerbil or something similar. However, Esmerelda’s victory over Serena had left her in such a good mood that she quietly accepted the delay and spent her waiting time thinking up ways to torment her dollified rival in the future. Throwing her bags on the living room couch after entering her home, Esmerelda quickly made her way to her bedroom to see where Dick had left his ’ gift’. She figured it would be shoved in the closet or under the bed in a hurry if she knew her husband’s habits. However, to her surprise, there was no sign of the doll or its’ box anywhere in the bedroom. Puzzled and annoyed, Esmerelda made her way out into the dining room where she saw a note waiting for her on the dining room table. Esmerelda, I know what you did to the one who was screwing your husband behind your back. I thought I might examine your transformed rival a little more closer so I’ve borrowed her temporarily. If you want to have your little toy back, meet me at the place we first did battle - my home in the Caves of Zartok. We can discuss the terms then. See you soon!! Matilda " That bitch!!!! " Esmerelda grumbled as she tore the note to pieces. Just when she had resolved a thorn in the side of her personal life, her old rival Matilda sneaks in and messes things up. Esmerelda figured that Matilda must have observed Serena’s transformation in a manner similar to her spying on Dick earlier. " Well, I can’t let her spend her time with Serena. She’s not the smartest witch in the world but if she’s given enough time, she’ll figure out the special part of the dolly. I guess it’s time to resolve things once and for all! " Esmerelda said as she grabbed her favorite wand and mesmerized a few spells to unleash on her hated rival. After a quick glance around to make sure there was nothing else she could bring with her, Esmerelda waved her wand around her in a dramatic gesture and, seconds later, vanished in a puff of crimson colored smoke. At that exact moment, Matilda was preparing for her foe’s imminent arrival. The interior of the cave, thanks to Matilda’s spellcasting in the past, resembled the interior of a suburban home rather than the cold, stony interior of a typical cave. In the center of what would be considered the dining area, the Serena doll was lying on a metal table fully inflated and starting to recover from the sensations of being probed by the machine she was hooked to. The machine itself looked to be something that could only be made by practitioners in the black arts. A set of knobs and an oversized timer were visible on the front part of the device. On the top part of the machine were three long slender rods of steel that looked to be adjustable in length according to the machine operator’s desire. At the end of each of the rods, there was an object several inches long made of rubber or plastic that resembled a dildo or sex toy found in the local adult shops. " If this doesn’t get Esmerelda here in a hurry, I don’t know what will. Imagine my surprise when I cast a simple magic detection spell over the doll and discovered that in addition to the transformation spell, Esmerelda had also cast a symbiosis spell afterwards on it so that she could feel what the doll felt. When I saw that, I hooked up this love doll to a rather insidious machine that will fill all three of its openings for 2 minutes on 10 minute cycles. If the stimulation doesn’t overwhelm Esmerelda too much, I think she’ll be here as quick as she can suffice, " Matilda said with a soft laugh as she ran her hands over the soft surface of the doll. After a few moments of indulging herself, the witch took her hands away from the doll and glanced around the room in obvious contemplation. She then raised her hands and gestured dramatically with her hands for several seconds in all directions. Seconds later, a shell of shimmering energy became visible around the area extending several feet in all directions from the table area. " Well, now that I’m all set for my company’s imminent arrival, I should get a few other things ready. Serena, I think I’ll take you off the machine for now. Don’t worry, though, I’ll be giving you some more pleasure in the very near future, " Matilda said softly as she reached under the table and started looking for a few items that the witch would need in her looming encounter…… Twenty five minutes or so later………. " Uhhh… puffff…. that…. mmmm… bitch Matilda….. I’m… going to… turn….. her into some sort of microscopic lifeform when I find her, " Esmerelda said panting noticeably as she entered the perimeter of the caves. Originally, the sorceress had planned to appear instantly in Matilda’s HQ and surprise her hated rival. However, her concentration was broken in the middle of transportation and she was forced to break off the incantation about halfway to the caves. From that point on, every time she tried to start up her transportation spell again, she felt intense waves of pleasure flow through her body that almost caused her to double over. As a result, she found herself walking the remaining distance to the caves with pauses to deal with unexpected feelings of pleasure that seemed to center around her openings. Esmerelda realized almost immediately that Matilda had figured out the sympathetic magic cast on the love doll and was taunting her with it. " Almost there…. a shortened form of my teleportation spell should get me around the entrance of Matilda’s home and avoid the traps she has there. She’s so predictable when it comes to attacking me… if only she was better at battle magic. Oh well, after I’m done with her, she won’t have any more chances, " Esmerelda muttered as she twitched her fingers in front of herself along with the flinging of some blue dust in the air. A few moments later, Esmerelda found herself standing on the inside of Matilda’s home and, to her surprise, there were no magic traps anywhere in the vicinity. As she cautiously made her way forward, wary for any surprise attack from behind an object or the shadows, the witch saw what looked Matilda towards the back of her home standing next to a slightly elevated table. On top of the table, Esmerelda saw the Serena doll lying flat on its back with a bit more of a sheen than before, which Esmerelda figured was due to her rival’s ministrations. " Well, I see you’ve found my newest toy, Matilda. If you give it back to me now, I might not turn you into an eight legged tarantula for more than a year or two….. maybe…… " Esmerelda said trying to unsettle her foe long enough for her to get the upper hand. " Hmmm… let me see…….. surrender and be turned into a spider or fight it out?…. I think I’ll pass on giving up though you might give it a thought or two….. " Matilda replied as she briefly ran her right hand along the doll’s torso for a second or two. " Uhh… no, I don’t think so. Prepare to be enwrapped in the Chains of Klarzeth!!! " Esmerelda exclaimed as the witch raised her hands above her head and her eyes narrowed in concentration. Almost instantly, a ball of swirling energy formed around her hands that shimmered and coalesced before streaking towards its target. Strangely, at least to Esmerelda, Matilda made no attempt to erect a defensive shield or move out of the way of the energy ball. Esmerelda’s bewilderment disappeared immediately after seeing the ball of energy bounce off what looked like a shell of energy surrounding Matilda and dissipate harmlessly against a nearby wall. Matilda’s smile broadened just a little as she took out a tube of what looked like lubricating cream and started to apply it to the end of the vibrator. " Cute….. real cute, Matilda. You realize that a defensive shell like that prevents offensive magic from going either way and can last for a limited amount of time at best. Of course, I can advance the dropping of the shell by a simple focused time acceleration spell spoken for 60 seconds or so. Once I recall it, I…. MMMMPPPHHHH!!!!!….. " Esmerelda started to intone before her words became unintelligible as if her tongue had gone numb. " Hmmmm…? What’s that, Esmerelda….? I can’t hear you….. could it be that I just inserted a nice, big dildo into the doll’s mouth? Geez, isn’t that too bad? " Matilda said with an evil chuckle. " MMMMPPPHHHH!!!!!! " Esmerelda replied in muffled tones as she realized spoken spells were impossible at the moment for her. Figuring that this was not the time to be arrogant, the witch used her trembling fingers to trace out a single word in the air using a simple Word Embolden spell - NEGOTIATE? Matilda laughed upon seeing the gesture and picked up the vibrator without hesitation. " Considering our current positions and the fact you weren’t going to extend me any mercy, I think I’m going to pass on that. However, I will make your visit to my home a little more pleasant, " the witch said as she picked up the lubricated vibrator and started to tease the outer edges of the doll’s O shaped pussy with it. Almost immediately, Esmerelda doubled over in response to the intimate pang of pleasure going through her body. " _THAT…. THAT…. OOOHHHH!!!…. WHEN YOU’RE DONE, EDICT OR NO EDICT, AND THAT SHELL COMES DOWN, I’M GOING TO REDUCE YOU TO ASHES!… YOU… UHHHHH!!……. " Esmerelda railed angrily in her mind as she tried to cope with the pleasure that was threatening to make it impossible for her to concentrate. " Does that bother you? Awww, that’s just too bad. I’d ask Serena how she’s feeling but you’ve taken that option away, haven’t you? Let’s see if we can raise the distraction up by a level or two, shall we? " Matilda said as she flipped over the love doll so that it was lying on its chest. The witch reached over and picked up the remaining sex toy lying on the table, a rather large butt plug, before returning her attention to the inflated doll before her. " Hmmm….. let’s see if this fits or if there is actually something out there with a tighter ass than you, Esmerelda, " Matilda said sarcastically as she teased the edges of the doll’s anus with the butt plug. Turning her head for a moment, the witch saw Esmerelda fall on her ass with her rival’s face turning bright red from the three pronged assault on her senses. " Ummmppph… uhhhh… geez, I guess this dolly is going to be a tight one after all. Maybe I’ll use my new tube lubrication for this…. I just whipped it up today…… " Matilda muttered as she reached under the table and pulled out a bright yellow tube as well as a pair of rubber gloves. Quickly slipping the gloves on, the witch opened up the tube and smeared a generous amount onto the butt plug. After recapping the tube, Matilda set it aside and started to shove the plug in once again. “**WHAT THE HELL IS THAT BITCH UP TO?….. EXTRA LUBRICANT?….. IT WON’T BE LONG UNTIL THAT DEFENSIVE SHELL IS DOWN AND…….. UHHHHH……. WHAT’S GOING ON?…….. WHY DO I FEEL SO STRANGE?…….** " Esmerelda thought to herself before a sudden pang of intense pleasure went through her body that emanated from her anus. She tried to stand up and cast a spell of some sort to defend herself but found she didn’t have the strength to do so. The witch could see herself in the shiny surface of the table and the image she was seeing was alarming to say the least. She could see patches of gloss starting to appear on her skin that looked artificial and very familiar to her. Her legs started to spread apart of their volition and Esmerelda felt an itching sensation in the area of her vagina. " GEEZ, WHAT’S GOING ON?….. COULD MATILDA HAVE CAST A SPELL THROUGH THAT SHELL?…. SHE COULDN’T….. UHHH…. THIS IS…… OOHHHH….. WHY DOES THIS FEEL SO FAMILIAR?………_ " Esmerelda thought to herself even as she sensed what seemed like her skin was being stretched tighter by the second with blemishes around her neck disappearing rapidly. She was so preoccupied by what was going on with her body that she didn’t even notice that the magical shell around Matilda had dissipated with her hated rival strolling boldly towards her. " What’s the matter, Esmerelda? Are you having a few problems? Maybe it’s the cream I put on that butt plug for the Serena dolly….. did I mention that it’s a very special cream? " Matilda said chillingly even as the doll continued to twitch slightly in the background from the power of the vibrator. " _SPECIAL CREAM?….. WHAT DOES SHE MEAN?…… OHHHHH…. HEY!…. LEAVE MY CLOTHES ALONE!……. MMMMMMMM……. YOU CAN’T DO…… UHHHHH!!!!!……… " Esmerelda mentally shouted in anger as she felt her garments stripped from her body…. a body that was rapidly feeling stranger to her by the second. The glossy look she had been seeing was spreading rapidly to all parts of her body. She could see what looked like seams starting to appear on her limbs as well as around her tits. When Matilda had taken off her clothes, she had left Esmerelda’s arms and legs stretched out at right angles to her and Esmerelda sensed that whatever strength was in them was dissipating rapidly. However, it was the next set of changes to Esmerelda’s body that finally made the witch realize what was happening to her. She mentally shuddered from unwanted pleasure as her pussy twitched and formed into a perfect O shape with the same happening to her anus. Before she could try and fathom that, her teeth and tongue dissolved away as her mouth’s interior formed into a smooth sac that felt like rubber. The mouth quickly formed into the same round shape that her other two openings had already formed into. “**I’M….. I’M BECOMING A LOVE DOLL!!!……….. JUST LIKE WHAT I DID TO THAT BITCH SERENA….. UHHHHH!!!!…. BUT HOW?……. THERE WAS NO SPELL SENT MY WAY……. OHHHHH!!!……** " Esmerelda thought even as the simplified thinking of a fuck toy overwhelmed her thinking. The final part of her transformation concluded with her breasts slightly swelling even as they became two firm mounds of latex capped by pink nipples and areolas that were decidedly artificial in appearance. Esmerelda’s hair grew long and blonde in color and looked nothing like her normally coiffed looks. The sex toy that Esmerelda now was slowly settled onto its back with a slight wobble to the side thanks to the inflation plug that had grown out of her back. With her eyes, which were now nothing more than painted features on her hollow head, Esmerelda saw her hated rival bend down and wave the mysterious tube that Matilda had used earlier. " You know, when you cast a sympathetic magic spell on someone, you have to be careful about the drawbacks. When I figured out the spell you cast on Serena, I was trying to figure out how to use it to my advantage. I remembered that, in my last trip to the local flea market, that I picked up a tube that was originally manufactured on the Earth plane of existence. It’s called ’ Doll Gel’ and transforms the subject into an incredibly lifelike love doll on a permanent basis. For Serena, it’s perfectly harmless since she’s already a doll but you…. well…. I think you can figure out the results, " Matilda said with a boisterous laugh. " *BITCH…. YOU BITCH!!!… YOU…. YOU…. OWNER???……._ Esmerelda mentally screamed even as her new doll thinking became more and more pervasive…….. Epilogue…… about a month later………. For the four participants in this tale of magic, love and transformation, although their fates were different in the end somewhat, their futures were intertwined to a degree…. ...

Author’s note : This story is a bit darker than my usual stories and involves scenes of sexuality, profanity and mild violence. If this offends you, please move on to another story, otherwise enjoy ! (Based on an idea suggested to author by Mad Bird CZ…… ) It was a summer day with the midday sky hazy from the high humidity that seemed to be everywhere. Kids were in the quiet streets playing stick ball or running under the water streaming from an open fire hydrant. The children scattered to one side as two large mini van taxis drove by, heading towards the factory that the people inside had signed up for a tour of. “Gee, you’d think a company that manufactures love dolls would be sensitive about how they produce and test the products before sending them out to the various stores around the country,” the blonde haired Miranda said as she turned and looked back at the other women in the van. Gina and Svetlana nodded silently in agreement while Cynthia’s face slightly reddened. “Well, the online questionnaire I filled out at Dream Dollies web site was fairly thorough. It even asked if I had.. ummm… personal thoughts about love dolls in general….” Cynthia said, trailing off at the end in obvious embarrassment. “You too..? Gee, I thought I was the only one who was asked for my thoughts about the dolls and stuff related to it. When I wrote that I often.. um… well.. fantasized about being treated like one, they immediately emailed me back and invited me on this tour,” Iris said, somewhat embarrassed by her admission though that dissipated somewhat when she glanced around and saw the nodding of heads much like Cynthia had seen earlier. “Well, I don’t know if Dream Dollies can help fulfill our fantasies or not but I’m curious about the whole process they use to make their amazingly lifelike sex dolls. I swear, every boyfriend I’ve had in the last six months has brought it up in one way or another…” Gina said as the women started chatting among themselves about men they’d dated and other things. ...

Misty woke up to the sound of her clock alarm blaring in her ear and the beams of an early morning sun filling the room in a bright light. After smacking her right hand onto the clock to shut off the alarm, the blonde slowly sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes with both her hands. When she opened her eyes, she glanced around her room and saw her clothes were strewn on the floor from the foot of her waterbed to the hallway beyond. She could feel a steady pounding in her head which she recognized as part of a hangover from her wild activities at the night clubs last night. She was interrupted in her thoughts by a loud snore from the heap lying in the bed next to her. Pulling back the blanket just a little, she saw it was a dark haired man in his early 20’s who was sleeping next to her though she couldn’t put a name to the face. The blonde put her head in her left hand as she tried to recall the events of the night before. Misty recalled going out with several lady friends from her former place of employment ( she worked as one of the secretaries for a large corporate office complex downtown until she quit when the vice-president asked her to work overtime in a way she didn’t want to ) and visiting all the local clubs in the area for a wild night of dancing and drinking. With her blonde hair and above average physique, Misty had no problem finding dance partners or having free drinks sent to her all night long. However, she remained cool to most of her male admirers as they were either average looking, too boisterous or tongue tied in simple conversation. As the night went on, Misty’s level of inebriation increased and her recollection grew hazy as to what happened. She remembered meeting a dark haired man, who looked to be fairly well off by his attire and had far better manners than the usual men she encountered. They had talked for a fair bit about things she didn’t recall at all and that was pretty much all she remembered. " Hey, sexy, penny for your thoughts ? " a male voice called out as the man next to Misty rolled over and snuggled up close to her while draping his right hand over her thighs. " Ummm…trying to remember all the stuff from last night…. " Misty said truthfully as she ruffled her right hand through her blonde locks. " Well, we met last night at the Cosmopolitan night club and after a few drinks, you invited me back to your place for a night of ’ wild fun ’ , as you put it. I have to say, you were absolutely right and then some…. " her guest said softly as he rubbed his right hand over her right knee and upper thigh before moving up to her lower torso. " I kinda remember that…. though…. damn… I’m sorry, I don’t remember what your name is at all, " Misty said as she looked down at her guest with a sheepish look visible on her face. " Brad….. Brad Pruitt. I’m not surprised your memory is a little hazy after last night. You were tossing back the tequila shooters like glasses of water for most of the time we were together at the club. Of course, that didn’t stop you from practically tearing my clothes off when we got back to your place, " the man said with a smile as he slowly sat up and let his left hand drift upwards till it rested on top of the blonde’s left breast. Not really in the mood to be fondled in a preamble to more sex, Misty pulled herself out of bed and quickly threw on her bathrobe. " Well, I’m going to take a quick shower and such. While I’m doing that, why don’t you get dressed and grab yourself a bite to eat ? We’ll talk once I get ready for the day, " the blonde said softly before dashing out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. Thirty minutes or so later, the two were sitting down at the kitchen table eating a light breakfast in a somewhat awkward silence at the first. After they had both finished half their meals, Misty and Brad looked at each other and sheepish looks crossed each other’s faces. " Why don’t you tell me about what you….oh…you go first…. " the two blurted out simultaneously before stopping and both erupting into laughter for several seconds. Misty held up her hand " Ok, I’ll go first. My full name is Misty O’Connell and I’m a former exotic dancer and present owner of four health and fitness centers in this city and nearby. I hit the night clubs whenever I get a breather from my business which led to out meeting last night, " she said while taking a sip of orange juice. Brad nodded slightly as he took a bite on a bite of a piece of toast. " Well, you’ve certainly got a body that screams physically fit. As for me, I’m an aspiring actor who presently works as a clerk at a local R & D firm here in town. It’s boring as hell most of the time but it pays the bills and gives free time to go out and meet people at the local clubs. Of course, most aren’t nearly as entertaining and beautiful as you, Misty, " the dark haired man said in a flattering tone. Blushing slightly at the compliment, the busty blonde looked at Brad with a fond look. " Thanks for the compliment. I have to admit that the time we spent together last night was the best night of sex I’ve had in a long, long time, " Misty said with unabashed excitement. The two spent the next half hour of so chatting about local affairs and their likes/dislikes about different things and found they had much in common. By mutual consent, the two headed out in separate directions to start their respective work days but not before agreeing to see each other again and soon. Two days later…… Misty had just arrived home from another day of looking after her businesses and had started going through her mail when she came across a large brown envelope that looked to be from Brad. When she opened it, she found a small white tube with the letter D visible on it and a piece of paper next to it. Glancing at the paper, she saw the package was from Brad and the note from him said the tube contained a new type of ointment that the company he worked for was preparing for future sale to women in everywhere. The bottom part of the note was unreadable as it appeared to have been ruined by coffee or the ink running on the paper. " Hmmm…doesn’t look anything out of the ordinary…. " Misty said softly as she turned the tube over in the palm of her right hand to see how to apply the cream. According to the instructions written on the side of the tube, the ointment was ’ to be applied vigorously over areas deemed most sensitive by user for maximum pleasure’ . " Geez, sounds like some sort of sex aid you’d buy at the local adult shops…..heh… " Misty murmured as she flipped the tube over and over in her palm. As she pondered what to do next, she remembered that she usually did a light workout before eating and settling in for the evening. Thinking quickly, she called Brad at his home phone number but was disappointed to get his answering machine. She left a message for Brad for him to come over and see her that night and if she happened to be out at the store when he came by, she’d leave him a key under the front door mat for him to let himself in. Once she was done leaving her message, Misty started to prepare to do her daily exercise routine. Ordinarily, that would have meant her slipping on a shiny black leotard and matching pantyhose ( a look that took her back to her dancing days) but today was different. She figured she’d use this lotion and see what kind of effects it had while she worked out in her home and that meant a nude routine. After stripping off her clothing in the bedroom, Misty cleared aside some space for herself in her usual exercise area and put a bottle of energy drink on a nearby table for after her workout. The blonde bombshell then retrieved the tube she was sent and opened the cap on it. She thought she detected a faint smell of strawberries in the air as she applied the lotion liberally over her anus, pussy and breasts vigorously with her fingers. Misty noticed that the lotion was completely gone by the time she had applied it to her breasts though whether it was because it was a trial portion she was sent or because Once Misty set the empty tube of ointment down on a nearby table, she turned on the stereo system and tuned the music to light jazz ( a type she found easiest to do when doing a routine workout). She then moved to a spot in the center of the area and started stretching her arms and legs in all directions before she started her routine. Early in the routine, when Misty was doing a series of jumping jacks, the buxom blonde noticed a tingling sensation was starting to become apparent in the areas where she had rubbed the ointment. As she finished the last jumping jack, she could feel the sensations were spreading to other parts of her body and the feelings were intensely erotic in nature. Misty let her hands wander down to where her moist pussy and felt the same tingling in her fingertips as they came in contact with her pubic hair. Misty moved on the next part of her routine, which involved squat thrusts, touching her toes and stretching her arms from side to side while keeping the lower part of her body still. It was at this point that she felt a growing sense of lightness that was spreading through her body though she dismissed that as a by-product of not eating enough in the last 24 hours. " Puff….. this is quite the…. mmmmm… ointment Brad sent me. It feels even better than the lubrication gel I use when I’ve got my favorite vibrator alone at night, " Misty panted as she swung her arms from side to side in a steady rhythm. She sensed the tingling was now present throughout her busty body and, somewhat distressingly, a numbness in her legs that seemed to render them more rigid than they were. " Maybe… uhh… it’s time to…. oooff..take a break… uhhh… and wash this ointment off….. " Misty said as she saw the sweat from her workout was producing a pleasant looking sheen on her body which looked brighter where she had applied the cream. However, the pleasure she was feeling quickly turned to horror as her arms locked in place when stretched out straight from her shoulders and refused to budge an inch. She tried to move her legs and feet and found they were just as immobile as the rest of her body. Misty tried to scream for help but her tongue had gone numb and her shouts came out as muffled gasps. " What is going on ? Is this some kind of allergic reaction to that ointment ? Why can’t I move ? It feels like my insides are swelling….. " Misty wondered as she desperately tried to will her limbs to move to no avail. She stood completely still wondering if there was anything else that could happen to her now. No more than a few seconds later, she found out that her immobility was only the beginning of her problems as she could see by moving her head downwards. Her skin seemed to be growing smoother all over body with freckles and blemishes disappearing rapidly. The numbness and tingling she was feeling before was now joined by feelings of lightness and, strangely, a sense of hollowness as if her insides were disappearing into thin air. As time passed, Misty saw the smoothness of before was becoming more pronounced and was taking on an artificial look as if her body was becoming composed of latex and rubber. Her thinking was now being affected by the changes to her body as it was becoming hard for her to keep any steady concentration. She could see what looked like seams appearing on her arms and legs with the bumps from ankles and shoulder blades disappearing like her freckles. Suddenly, Misty felt what seemed an intense orgasm ripple through her still form as she felt her pussy clench shut before reopening into a circular opening with the interior forming into a smooth latex sac. Judging by the fact that she felt another moment of pleasure a few seconds later, Misty was reasonably certain that the same was happening to her anus. She saw her finely trimmed pubic hair shrink and disappear in the bat of an eye as the change swept upwards rapidly. She felt an itching in the small of her back as if something was growing out of it that was normally unnatural. The feeling of hollowness became stronger as the change swept into her torso region and tan colored latex became more evident by the minute. Misty’s breathing slowed to a few last gasps before halting altogether while simultaneously her breasts became two mounds of firm, rigid latex surrounded by the same seams that were on her limbs and capped by bright, pink areolas and nipples that stood out out a good inch or so. As the change swept towards its’ inevitable conclusion, she realized what she was becoming. ...