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 Forbidden Fruit II

   By Thomas J.  Hyde

   This continues the saga of Rob as he seeks to create his own personal
harem.  However, some unknown elements are starting to take objection to
the people he is taking control of.

   Betty paced her bedroom, pondering the events that had occurred within
the last few days.  Her boyfriend, Stephan, had apparently vanished off the
face of the Earth.  Two days ago, she had gone to his apartment, where she
had visited dozens of times before, only to find a young black couple with
two small children where Stephan used to be.  From what little she saw of
the apartment itself, she could see that there was no sign of her
boyfriend's possessions.  She had contacted his friends and coworkers and
they had never heard of him.  Betty had tried everything she could think of
and had not been able to find once trace of Stephan.  The final straw came
this morning when she screwed up the courage to call his parents, who had
never really cared for her.  When she did, they didn't know who she was nor
did they admit to any knowledge of having a son at all.

   There was only one person that she hadn't called.  That was Robert
McLattel, one of Stephan's coworkers and 'friends.' She had always felt a
strange vibe around the man, and that feeling had told her not to call him.
Until recently, she had dismissed most of that feeling, but that had
stopped when she had discovered about her family history.

   A few weeks ago, her grandfather had sent her an ancient bound book.  In
it's front cover was a letter that explained that she was from a long line
of wizards and witches.  Her parents had not believed in their powers and
as such, had never developed them.  However, Betty had always felt a
strange connection with the world around her and this seemed to answer some
of her questions.  It was then when she realized that the reason why she
didn't trust McLattel was because he had an aura of dark magic around him.

   Finally, she realized something.  Apparently, something had removed any
evidence of Stephen Kellen from existence.  The only remaining evidence
remained inside her mind and in her apartment.  Each of which were
protected by a powerful family spell her grandfather had told her to cast
before anything else.  Therefore, whatever had altered reality, was magical
in origin.

   After calling Stephan's parents, she had remembered that while skimming
her family book, she had come across a magical location spell.  At the
moment, she had the book opened in her lap, and was studying the spell.  It
was rather simple and only required a possession of the person the caster
was attempting to locate.  She hoped that the spell would reveal the true
whereabouts of her boyfriend, who she was really beginning to miss.

   She placed a small baseball on the bed and began chanting the
incantation to activate the location spell.  Almost immediately, there was
a bright flash and a small oval portal appeared above the baseball.  But
what she saw in the portal shocked and confused her.

   The portal revealed a woman passionately impaling herself on a man. 
From the view she was receiving, she was quite beautiful and seemed to
truly be enjoying the sex.  Betty could even hear her cries of passion and
her hips bucked in time with the man beneath her.  The scene continued for
several minutes and the young woman found herself hypnotized by it.  She
just stared at the fucking woman and slowly began to massage herself.  A
little while longer and the woman came hard, crying out in ecstasy.  It was
that moment when Betty saw the man's face.  All thoughts of arousal
vanished instantly as she laid eyes upon Robert McLattel.

   Robert had a strange expression on his face and seemed to look around
the room until Betty could have sworn he was looking right at her.  Then he
made a sharp gesture with one hand and the portal vanished in a puff of
smoke.

   Betty simply sat there for a few moments as her brain worked through
this newfound information.  One thing she knew about Rob was that he was a
creep.  She had talked to several of Stephan's coworkers, and they had
agreed with that assessment.  She also knew that he did not have a
girlfriend.

   So why did the spell show Rob and that woman?  The woman was undeniable
stunning-- not the kind of girl that Rob could acquire through normal
means. And then the spell was supposed to find Stephen.

   As the logic of Betty's mind continued to process the information, she
began to draw a conclusion from the data.  She had heard rumors of a shop
in the mall that was supposed to deal in magical transformation--especially
transgender ones.  What if Robert had learned this power...

   And used it on her man?  She knew he had been angry when Stephen had
been promoted over Rob--but was it enough to turn him into some gorgeous
nymphomaniac?  Her instincts told her yes.  Rob was that kind of person. 
But how could she do anything about it?

   She didn't know, but she was determined to find out and bring Robert
McLattel to justice.

   * * *

   Rob lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, enjoying the feel of his
sweat slowly drying on his naked body.  He felt a slight movement on his
arm and glanced to see Stephanie snuggle closer to him as she took a short
nap.  They had been very busy in the last few days--breaking only for their
respective jobs.

   With Stephan out of the way, Rob had claimed his rightful supervisory
position at Select Partners.  Stephanie had also been making a killing in
tips at Nol's Rabbits.  Yesterday, Steph had brought over one of her fellow
"Rabs" after work--and that had been a hell of a time.  He had had to cast
a stamina spell on himself to keep up with the voracious appetites of the
two women.

   Which brought him to the next step in his collection.  He had thought
long and hard about who his next victim would be.  It was this morning when
he determined who.

   When Rob had first come to Select Partners, he had been put under a
jackass supervisor named Jules.  He had never stopped harassing Rob about
anything and everything Rob did.  One of the reasons why he had wanted to
get back at Stephan was because he had been the one to escape Jules.  One
thing Rob knew about Jules is that he always brought a banana with him to
work.  All Rob had to do was switch out Jules banana with an enchanted one
and Jules would pay for the hell he had made Rob's life.

   Rob got up out of bed, trying not to disturb his stripper lover.  He had
found that he actually was beginning to care about Stephanie.  Quietly, he
got dressed, but eventually turned, hearing soft moans of pleasure.  His
mouth quirked up into a smile when he saw Steph pleasuring herself
frantically.  Rob was almost drawn back to her, but at the thought of what
he would do with Jules, he restrained himself.

   Instead, he simply watched her bring herself to a wild orgasm.

   She looked at him and laughed.  "Enjoy the show?" she purred as she
stretched her sweatstreaked body.

   He sat down next to her and massaged her massive breasts.  He hadn't
realized at first that each fruit gave its victim a particular attribute.
The apple that Stephan had eaten had given Stephanie a spectacular ass and
an incredibly large--and sensitive--pair of tits.

   He had a good idea what the banana would do and looked forward to trying
it out.  Stephanie was good when she went down on him, but who knew how
good the new girl would be?

   "A very nice show--hopefully you don't give all your customers that kind
of treatments."

   "Only the ones I sleep with on a regular basis."

   "Ah," Rob said with a smile.  "Well I look forward to the next
act--after work."

   "Do you have to?" she whined.  "I'm ready for more..."

   "You're always ready for more," Rob said as his smile widened.  "Yes, I
have to.  But I'll be bringing someone home with me who will step in as our
new playmate."

   Stephanie grinned widely and leaned closer to him.  As soon as she was
in range, she began to attack him with kisses.  Robert almost succumbed to
her again, but he managed to pull himself away before her hands were again
at his pants.

   "I'll be home around six," he said.  "And you can enjoy our new toy
before you go to work tonight."

   "Okay," she said with a huff.  "Don't be late." She heaved her chest for
emphasis.

   He assured her that he wouldn't then left the warm bedroom, walking out
the apartment to the garage and his new car.  That had also changed when
Stephan had been altered, a product of his promotion and the added income
from Steph.

   He could hardly wait to get to work and found himself speeding across
town to make it there fifteen minutes early.  He jumped out of his corvette
and dashed to Stephan's old office, right next door to Jules.

   His target had already left his office to meet with his own boss.  Rob
quickly snuck in and found Jules' small fridge.  Opening it silently, he
found his target: the banana.  Rob switched them out and bolted back into
his own office.  The entire switch had taken less than a minute.

   And it was close.  Jules door slammed thirty seconds later.  Soon he
would have his banana--and Rob would have his revenge.

   * * *

   Across town, Betty furiously studied the book, desperate to find a spell
that would take Rob out of the picture.  She had a suspicion that Rob would
strike again and she didn't want anyone else to fall prey to the man.

   She had found a few spells that could work, but determined that if Rob
had the power to change a person's gender, he would be able to block most
of them.  Finally, she called her grandfather and explained the situation.

   "So this Robert has transformed Stephan into his sex toy, huh?" the
gravelly voice asked.

   "Yes!" Betty said, close to tears.  "And I don't know what to do!  He's
probably going to do the same to another poor guy!  Even more, from what
I've seen, his spell has rewired reality itself!"

   "Well, I see two options," her grandfather said after a few moments of
thought.  "The first is to try and create a backfire in whatever spell he's
using to transform the guys.  A backfire spell is relatively easy to
accomplish if the spell isn't protected with advanced shielding.  There is
a serious risk though, if the spell is advanced and protected.  It could
ricochet back to you, causing you to be changed like the men."

   Betty wasn't sure about this--but she was willing to take the chance if
it would get Stephan back.  But she wasn't to know about the second option.

   "And the other option?"

   Betty heard her grandfather take a deep breath before responding.  "I
have an old friend who might be able to help you.  However, he can be a
little eccentric about pricing for his services.  The cost could outweigh
the benefit, my dear."

   She noticed that he was being rather ambiguous about the second
option--especially what it would require of her.

   "What do you think I should do?"

   Another silence.  "I would try to backfire spell first.  If it works,
then Robert will become whatever he wanted his next victim to be.  After
that, call me and I'll come to you--we'll try to fix Stephan together.  But
make sure to try and shield yourself if it fails.  TG spells are very
powerful."

   Betty weighed her two options for a few moments while her grandfather
waited patiently.  Finally, she said, "Tell me more about the backfire."

   * * *

   Rob was smiling evilly as he drove home wit the zombie-fied Jules
following in his own car.  After Jules had eaten the enchanted fruit, he
had come to Rob for instructions, as he was programmed to.

   Realizing that his intended changes should be made in a more private
venue, Rob ordered him to do his job like nothing had happened.  The only
detail he made was that Jules could not react in anger or annoyance to
anyone.

   It had been fun watching Jules almost shake with internal fury at
various people, but unable to release the anger.  Just that was worth the
work of stealing the fruit.

   At the end of the day, Rob had commanded Jules to follow him home where
he would meet his new life--and new body.

   Rob parked in the garage next to Stephanie's Miata while Jules parked on
the curb.  He led his victim inside and called to Stephanie, who had been
making dinner.  He had discovered that Stephan's cooking skills had been
transferred to Stephanie, much to Rob's delight.  However, he cooking
abilities would no longer be needed.

   * * *

   Betty watched Rob introduce the silent Jules to Stephanie.  She had
studied the mystical location spell further until she had learned how to
add a 'stealth' enchantment to the incantation.  Now she could watch the
events unfolding in Rob's house with impunity.

   She gritted her teeth as Rob explained to Stephanie that Jules would be
their new toy.  The young woman actually looked disappointed and Betty
guessed that Rob had programmed her as bisexual with the male side of the
equation only directed at Robert.

   Betty knew of Jules and that he was a pain in the ass.  Stephan had been
so happy to be promoted out from under him.  Part of Betty wasn't really
sorry about what was going to happen to him--but Rob had stolen Stephan
from her and Jules was the one who was going to be her vessel for
vengeance.

   Rob continued to talk, and to Betty's surprise, he revealed that he was
going to transform Julies into Julia, his perfect exotic French Maid.

   As Rob began to speak the activation incantation, Betty started casting
her backfire spell.

   * * *

   Jules' body stiffened as a purple field surrounded him.  Rob grinned and
felt a rush of power course through his body as he harnessed the fruit's
magical energies.  Stephanie watched in fascination, unaware that only a
few days ago, she had undergone a similar experience.

   "Let's start with the basics, shall we?" Rob said, rubbing his hands
together with glee.  "Jules, what is your name?"

   Rob could see the confusion on Steph's face and enjoyed it.

   "Jules Carson Bacteer," the man said in an odd, detracted manner.

   "That's incorrect," Rob said simply.  "Your name is Julia Carrie
Baccat."

   Jules blinked as his memory--and reality--was rewritten.  His ID in his
wallet changed, as did his diploma in his home.

   "Now that that detail's out of the way," Rob said.  "Let's move to the
fun parts."

   "Julia, are you a man or woman?"

   "Man."

   "Julia is a rather silly name for a guy.  I think if you have that name,
you're going to have to be a woman."

   Julia's eyes widened as a small part of him tried to resist.  But the
spell was far too powerful and it obliterated all resistance within his
mind in less than a second.

   Stephanie gasped as Julia's clothes altered first.  His dress shirt
became a severe blouse and his slacks transformed into a knee-length skirt.
Rob could tell that his undershirt was changed into a bra and his boxers
were now panties.  The clothes looked exceedingly strange on Jules' male
form.  Until that too, changed.

   Rob had only specified that Jules was now female.  Therefore, Jules
became what he would have been had he been born female.

   The first change was the face.  It lost it's previous definition and
changed from a oval structure that of a soft triangle.  Black hair sprouted
and changed from a spiked cut to a pageboy look.

   The lashes of the morphing face lengthened and separated as the eyebrows
became neat and elegant.  The nose also changed, losing it's "hawk" look.
The beard stubble that seemed permanently attached to Jules face vanished,
replaced by smooth skin.  The last thing to change was the lips, which
simply morphed into the basic feminine form.

   The soft skin now covering her face rushed downwards through the neck,
erasing the Adam's apple and continued into Julia's blouse.

   Rob glanced at Stephanie and was very amused to see telltale signs of
excitement showing, Rock-hard nipples sprouted from her tight blouse,
accompanied by heavy breathing.

   Another gasp emerged from her lips and Rob returned his attention to the
transforming entity before him.  Breasts began pack Julia's bra and blouse.
It was fascinating to watch as the top of the fabric seemed to fill as if
someone was pumping air into it.  The final result was the rounded shape of
two medium-sized tits.

   As the mammary glands grew, Jules' arms lost their shape and shrank, the
hairs turning white before disappearing.  The hands became dainty and to
Rob's surprise, the fingernails changed from plain to being adorned with a
soft pink.  He had not expected make-up to be included in this spell.

   Jules had always been a little heavy and that translated into Julia. 
Unlike Stephanie's transformation, Julia did not acquire the hourglass
shape, but actually rounded her breasts to her hips, which did flare out a
little.  Her pelvis shifted, causing her butt to grow out a little.

   The changes continued as Julia stood a little straighter as her manhood
vanished and reformed into a woman's secret place.  Then the legs grew
slender, through not as thin as Rob preferred.

   An entire new person stood before Rob and he saw definite potential. 
Then again, since he had the power to reshape a person's body at will, he
could see potential in anyone.

   He glanced once more at Stephanie and laughed at the sight of her
playing with her tits, her shirt unbuttoned at the transformation before
her.  Whether she found the change itself erotic or Rob's powers, he wasn't
sure, but either way, the show wasn't over yet.

   * * *

   "Excellent," Rob said on Betty's portal.  She was watching carefully as
she continued to mutter the incantations for the backfire.  Already a
strange green mist hovered before her, the physical manifestation of the
spell she would throw at Rob.  But the timing had to be perfect.  If she
was off with the closing of the spell, there was a good likelihood that the
spell would double itself onto her, making her a clone of Julia.

   Betty continued to watch in a sense of horrified fascination as Rob
reshaped Jules to his desires.  Part of her was curious about what was
next, and a moment later, her curiosity was satisfied.

   "Julia, what size are your breasts?"

   "24B," Julia said in her new alto voice, though still in the same
robotic tone as earlier.

   "A woman in your line of work should have much bigger pillows than that.
I think a 34D would be sufficient."

   Julia's eyes widened once more as her bra adjusted to accommodate her
swelling bust line.  Soon, reality had been shifted once more as Julia's
tits ceased expanding, leaving her exactly as a 34D.

   Betty gritted her teeth again, holding herself back instead of striking
at Rob as she so intensely desired to do.  He was suck a menace and she
bristled at the though of that man using woman as his playthings.  It was
maddening to watch, but when she was done, Rob would be the plaything.

   * * *

   "Well, Stephanie?" Rob asked, circling the newly well-endowed Julia. 
"What do you think?"

   Stephanie now was sitting in her favorite chair, topless, her own
massive tits well displayed.  Rob was sure that Stephanie preferred having
a bigger rack than Julia-- especially since her apple had made her quite
proud of them.

   "Very nice, lover," she said, her eyes bright with excitement and
arousal.  "But I think she could use a few more curves."

   Rob smirked and agreed, coming up with a wicked idea.  "Do you want to
give her those curves?"

   Stephanie was obviously thunderstruck.  "Can I?"

   "Just do it like I was.  Ask a question, then correct her.  The spell
will do the rest." Rob made a quick hand motion, releasing part of the
commands for the spell to her.

   "Okay," the exotic dancer said hesitantly.  She peered at Julia and took
a deep breath, looking at Rob for a moment, who urged her on.  "Julia, do
you focus on keeping your body in shape a lot?"

   Rob wasn't quite sure what she was going for, but decided to let her
play it out.

   "No," Julia said.  "My appearance is secondary to my occupation."

   The warlock grinned as he figured out where his current lover was going
with this line of questioning.

   Stephanie smiled widely, obviously become even more aroused by this. 
"That's not right, Julia.  You've always naturally had a very sexy body. 
Men have always desired you and women want to be you.  It's also very easy
for you to keep your body that way."

   Immediately, the changes began to sweep over Julia as any excess fat was
wiped out.  Julia gained a curvaceous body that could easily be described
as "drop-dead gorgeous." In fact, most women would probably kill for a form
such as that.  Unlike Stephanie, who radiated sex, Julia's body reflected a
softer and more refined version of sexy.  Despite that, Rob found himself
excited just by looking at the body that now was his property.

   Stephanie could now barely keep herself from playing with her sensitive
spots.  She looked at Rob and begged for one more.  Rob simply smiled and
nodded.  He already had a nagging suspicion what the next alteration would
be.

   "Julia, have you ever made love to a woman?"

   Since history now remembered Jules as Julia, the woman, it was a fair
question.

   "No.  I have never been interested in women."

   Stephanie giggled.  "That's not what you told me the other night.  You
love women and you're great at pleasuring them intensely.  You've done it
hundreds of times."

   Julia blinked again as memories of numerous hot and passionate
encounters with other women sprang into her mind.  A fantastic skill for
eating out a woman's sensitive place came into being within her.

   "Okay, Stephanie, I'm impressed," Rob said graciously.  "Now, let's
finish her up.  Julia, what's the highest you ever made it in education and
how did you pay for it?"

   "I graduated forth in my class at Mountain University in economics.  I
worked as a research assistant for a business professor there."

   "You silly, silly girl, you know that's not true.  You graduated as an
entertainment major and you were a stripper at "The Nest" a few miles
outside of town.  You also did a lot of side work as a prostitute when you
found out that you couldn't get pregnant without the help of a certain kind
of fertility pills."

   Once more, neural pathways were remapped as the feminine version of
Jules' life was replaced with a life of sex, lust and money.  She suddenly
remembered sleeping her way to good grades with various professors.  She
had been the guest of honor at some very wild frat parties--and the
occasional sorority.  She remembered just how good she had been on the
stage and in the sack and that she had saved quite a bit of money from it
all.  In fact, a large savings account suddenly sprang in up the city bank
as the memories popped into existence.

   Rob nodded happily, then moved in for the kill.  "Julia where do you
work and what do you do there?"

   "I work as a supervisor at Select Partners."

   "Nope.  You're actually a freelance 'escort.' You've built up a
reputation as being the perfect sex-crazed French Maid.  In fact, you're so
good that you've found that you enjoy cooking and cleaning and that it even
makes you horny."

   Now, multiple things changed.  Julia's business dress rapidly changed
into a frilly French Maid costume, but one more suited to a stripper than a
real maid.  The top showed off a huge amount of cleavage and was at least a
size too small, emphasizing her curves up there.  Her curvaceous midriff
showed and the skirt was almost beyond a mini.  One could see small tuffs
of hair coming from the top hem of skirt, which only dropped two inches
below the waist.

   The shoes changed as well, becoming heeled black slippers.  Even the
small crown-like head piece appeared in Julia's curly black locks.

   Stephanie began bouncing in her chair, obvious eager to discover what
their new toy could do.

   Rob prepared the last change and began to speak.

   * * *

   "Where do you live, Julia?"

   "1406 Covenant Drive."

   "No.  You are currently living at the McLattel residence, acting our
your role as servant and sex toy to Rob McLattel and Stephanie Kelly."

   Betty could see Julia's eyes flutter again and she noticed that things
suddenly became cleaner in Rob's living room.  But that was secondary,
because now, it was time.

   Betty quickly uttered the final words to the backfire spell as Rob
started the 'closing' incantation.

   The green mist suddenly darted through the portal.  Betty was blinded
momentarily by a flash and opened her eyes to see that the portal had
expanded to cover an entire wall.  The picture was now crystal clear, any
distortion removed by the combination of spells.

   Rob reacted in shocked as the mist dove towards the purple-hued French
Maid.  HE threw out a few shielding spells, but the mist dodged then all
like a live thing.

   Betty yelped in joy as the mist slammed into Julia.  She watched as the
purple gave way to green and she knew without a doubt that vengeance would
soon be hers.

   That's when it all went wrong.  The aura began changing colors
throughout the rainbow as arcs of magical energy started to rip away from
the multicolored Maid.  Rob dove behind an end table to protect himself. 
Stephanie froze for a critical second then cried out in pleasure--not
pain--when a red arc lit her up for a brief moment.  Her body shook as if
was under the influence of a massive orgasm, then she collapsed into a heap
on the ground, panting as if she had run a three-minute mile.  Then, to
Betty's horror, the aura seemed to grow brighter as if charging...

   Then it blasted straight for her.

   Betty flew through the air, slamming into the wall as the backfire spell
integrated itself with her.  The strange thing was that there was no
pain...only maddening amounts of pleasure.  Her body bucked and writhed as
orgasm after orgasm crashed through her.

   She could feel both Julia and Stephanie's presence in her mind.  For a
second, they were all connected, merging into one being.  It was only
through Betty's mental controls and several shielding spells that she
managed to maintain control of her mind.  She desperately resisted the
rewriting of her memories into a synthesis of the two women.  She felt as
if she was drowning in an ocean of sensuality.

   She felt her body change, through because of the mental assault, she
could fathom how.  It was all she could do to keep her consciousness from
being ripped to shreds and replaced by that of a mindless sex toy.

   The mental effect seemed to last forever during which time she was dimly
aware of more arcs striking throughout her apartment and the continued
morphing of her body.

   After what seemed like an eternity, she emerged into awareness.  She did
a quick mental inventory and found that for the most part, she was still
Betty.  Her memories showed a lot more sexual encounters that she
previously remembered--with both sexes.  There was also the fact that she
had apparently been a cocktail waitress at a strip club for several months,
yet another new memory.  Otherwise, her memories appeared intact, much to
her relief.

   She looked around briefly and noticed that the portal was gone, and the
ingredients to the backfire spell were now in ashes on the ground.  The
entire room seemed to be filled with a strange iridescent mist that was
quickly dissipating.

   She slowly stood up and wandered over to the mirror to take a physical
inventory.  She hesitated for a moment as a part of her balked as seeing
the changes that had been wrought.  However, she knew that she would have
to face the new Betty eventually and decided that it would be better just
to get it over with now.

   She stepped before her reflection and gasped in shock.  She still
looked--generally--like the Betty she had seen in the mirror this morning.
However, this new Betty looked as if she had been a Playboy playmate for a
few years.  Every single blemish on her face and body were gone.  Her
breasts had increased to a size much closer to what she had seen on
Stephanie.  It was amazing.  Her clothes also had changed, becoming almost
skintight.  As she ran her hands along her new body, she felt an
irresistible urge to play with her new and improved equipment.  She managed
to fight it off for the moment, but in the back of her mind, she knew that
her new libido would not be denied.

   She began looking through her room, studying all the changes.  Luckily,
all the signs of Stephan were still intact, but she was shocked to see all
the new and strange things.  She now had a large collection of various
"fantasy" items--mostly cheerleader, nurse and the like outfits.  About ten
times as much lingerie has she had before as well.  She wandered over to
her bed stands and found a new draw filled with all manner of sex toys.

   Once again, her body demanded attention and she pushed it back, knowing
that she had only minutes before the need for sexual attention overwhelmed
her.

   She knew now that the backfire spell had backfired onto her.  She was
lucky that she had been able to fight off the mental changes, or else she
probably would be a prostitute somewhere by now, screwing her brains out on
some guy she had never met before.  But all of this meant that Rob was
still out there, with another new woman as his slave.  And he probably knew
who had attacked him.

   She also had a feeling that all of the changes hadn't manifested
themselves yet.  That theory was confirmed seconds later when she moaned,
feeling something tease her sex.  She looked down in shock, wondering where
the sensation was coming from.  It felt like when Stephan teased her with
his hand during foreplay.  Her hips bucked a little as the sensation
continued and she felt herself becoming more aroused.

   Suddenly a voice in her head said, "Why don't you strip for me?" The
voice seemed to echo through her mind, destroying any resistance to the
idea.  Betty had to obey it.  She began to peel off her new white shirt
that was filled to the brim with her newly enlarged tits.  She became more
excited, similar to the feeling she got when she did a striptease for
Stephan.  But that was different.  During those time, she had wanted to
strip for him.  Now, she felt compelled to do it.

   Soon, her shirt was off, revealing in their full glory her breasts.  The
nipples were already rather hard and she almost felt an unseen person
gazing at them in lust.  The thought made her begin to pull off her
skin-tight blue jeans, revealing her small white panties.  Already, there
was a visible wet spot in the center.  Those soon fell to the floor and she
was standing in her room, nude.

   The voice spoke again.  "Suck me off."

   Betty was completely confused.  It was as if she was living out somebody
else's sexual experience.  She tried to fight the sensations rushing
through her body, but before she knew it, she had gone into the drawer she
had found earlier and found a large fleshcolored dildo, created by the
backfire spell.  As she looked at it, all she could think about was how
much she wanted to swallow it.  And she had never felt the need to give a
dildo a blowjob.  It didn't make sense.

   Yet that's exactly what she did.  She placed it on the bed, using it's
built in stand and began to lovingly lick up and down it's plastic surface.
Only it didn't taste or feel like plastic, but real flesh.  She could even
smell sweat from around it.

   Uncomprehendingly, she felt hands take her head and move it to the head
of the dildo.  That's when she got her first flash.  She saw not the lone
dildo, but the live, pulsing cock of a real man.  She managed to look up
and saw Robert.  That's when she realized that she was looking through
Julia's eyes.  She was feeling what Julia felt and she was copying Julia's
movements.

   "You ate my special bananna, Julia," Robert said as he looked down at
her.  "And I can guess what that means your special ability is."

   Betty heard two voices say the next line.  "I am a fantastic
cocksucker!" Her voice mingled with Julia's and then Betty once more saw
her room and began to suck the dildo like there was nothing else in the
world.

   She suddenly did things to the dildo she never knew about, but she had a
feeling would drive a man wild with passion.  Things that she couldn't
describe or probably repeat ever again.  But one resounding thought echoed
through her head, originiating from Julia's sex-crazed mind: make the man
cum.

   Betty was very aroused as it was and she jumped slightly when she felt a
soft, probing tongue exploring her sex.  And an even stranger sensation
occurred as she tasted what she thought were a woman's love juices. 
Another vision appeared before her.

   This time she was looking at a woman's sex, this was hot and
sweet-smelling.  She could see a tongue that should have been from her
mouth exploring the genetal folds.  She realized that she wasn't only
connected to Julia...but to Stephanie too.

   The rush of sensations was maddening.  First, she was desperately
sucking a dildo that tasted like a real man's member.  Second, while doing
this, she felt herself eating out another woman.  And finally, her pussy
felt the same eating out sensation, only from the other side.  Her mind
couldn't keep up with the feelings.  She felt as if she was being bombarded
by the power of sex itself.

   Unsurprisingly, the combination of stimulation sent her into an orgasm
that would not end.  As she came, she felt the taste of both the man and
the woman become stronger and the licking at her sex become more insistent
as Stephanie began eating Julia out with pure, lesbian abandon.

   All thoughts where pushed from Betty's mind as the orgasms continued to
wash over her.  She continued to see visions of both Rob's cock and Julia's
pussy as her view switched from Stephanie to Julia randomly.  And during
that entire time, she continued to suck wildly on the dildo/Rob's member.
Soon, she felt the imaginary cock stiffen in her mouth and was shocked by
the taste of him in her mouth.  She hungrily swallowed with Julia as the
taste and scent of the cum sent shivers through her tits into her sex.

   The voice--Rob's voice--spoke again.  "Julia, swallow it all. 
Stephanie, why don't you give our new toy her first female orgasm."

   The insane sensations continued as Stephanie found Julia's senitive spot
and began licking, chewing and kissing with gusto.  Betty cried out around
the dildo as she tasted Rob's cum, Julia's juices and felt the sensation of
Stephanie attacking her clit.  Rob's explosions soon stopped and she
managed to remove her mouth from the dildo, and a new command was given.

   "Why don't you two sixty-nine each other?" Rob said in her mind.  "After
all, you need to act like the horny, nymphomaniac lesbians you are."

   Betty flipped over on her back as Stephanie moved Julia beneath her. 
Betty watched from Julia's perspective as Stephanie's sex was lowered over
her mouth.  Betty had never been this aroused by a woman before.  In
college, she had enjoyed the experimentation with her roommate a great
deal, but always preferred a man to a woman.  But as the feeling doubled as
the two women serviced each other, every memory from those times of sexual
experimentation rushed into her mind.  In fact, new memories, probably from
Julia and/or Stephanie, rushed into her.  Within seconds, she couldn't
think of a single male encounter.

   In those moments, Betty became a flat-out lesbian.  A very horny
lesbian.

   She tasted both woman as they attacked each other.  She felt caught in a
never-ending loop of female pleasure as the two women tried to bring each
other to climax.  And considering what they had been doing before eating
each other out, it didn't take long.  Betty could taste both of the women's
cum as they exploded into each other's faces.  All three let out a wild cry
and collapsed.

   As Betty's senses returned, she hoped that it was over.  But she was not
that fortunate.  She felt a large object begin to part her folds and knew
that Rob was now screwing one of his toys.  She got a quick vision, enough
to determine she was now feeling Julia.  She was suddenly overwhelmed by
intense lust for Rob and began playing with her rock-hard nipples as he
moved further and further in.

   If Rob had suddenly appeared in her room for real, she would gladly
screw him now.  Finally, when she thought she would explode because of his
massive member, she felt it slide all the way in.  As he began to move in
and out of Julia and Betty, the latter received an extremely erotic image
from Stephanie of Rob screwing Julia.

   "Are you enjoying it?" Rob's voice echoed again, directed at Julia but
sent into Betty's mind.

   "Yessss..." they both moaned.  "Fuck me..."

   Rob obliged them, going faster and harder.  He seemed to hammer out any
remaining intelligence as Betty felt herself slide into sexual bliss.  She
had never felt sex like this before, even with Stephan.  The combination of
her new body and her feeling Julia's own pleasure brought her to a state of
sexual addiction.  She felt as if she could never get enough and she made
enough noise that it seemed like the entire floor knew about her newfound
sexual status.

   Too soon for Betty, she felt Rob nearing climax within Julia.  Her short
red hair continued to bounce as she felt Rob delve deeper and deeper into
his new sex toy.  He didn't last much longer and as he began spurting into
Julia's hot sex, Betty loved every spasm and bit of new heat inside her.

   Before long, much to both women's regret, Rob had pulled out of Julia.
Betty saw a quick flash of him smiling down upon Julia and felt a feeling
of warmth rush through her body as the sight of his grin.  It was only then
when she realized what a slut she had been acting like.

   Feeling no more sexual sensations at the moment, she managed to get up
and make it halfway to the bathroom so she could towel off when she once
more felt the insistent tongue of Stephanie at her sex.

   * * *

   The naked Rob watched his stripper begin to eat out his new maid again
and considered what had just happened.  He had clearly seen Betty through
the portal, which had been duplicated for a few seconds.  She had struck
against him and he was not going to allow such an act to go unpunished.

   But as the two ladies beckoned him to another session, he figured that
he could deal with Betty tomorrow...

   To Be Concluded...

   she realized what a slut she had been acting like.

   Feeling no more sexual sensations at the moment, she managed to get up
and make it halfway to the bathroom so she could towel off when she once
more felt the insistent tongue of Stephanie at her sex.

   * * *

   The naked Rob watched his stripper begin to eat out his new maid again
and considered what had just happened.  He had clearly seen Betty through
the portal, which had been duplicated for a few seconds.  She had struck
against him and he was not going to allow such an act to go unpunished.

   But as the two ladies beckoned him to another session, he figured that
he could deal with Betty tomorrow...

   To Be Concluded...