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 The Glasses

   By Tom J.  Hyde

   Ken smiled at Rebecca as she opened her small gift.  She looked at him
oddly when it was revealed to be a set of wire-frame glasses.

   "They're reading glasses," he said simply.  "You always complained that
you had trouble reading your books."

   Rebecca nodded, convinced and thanked him.  "That was very thoughtful."

   "Why don't you put them on and read this?" he said, holding out a card.

   "Okay," the redhead said slipped the glasses onto her face.  She took
the small card and read it aloud.

   "Whenever I put on these glasses, I will be a horny slut who is addicted
to any kind of sex," Rebecca read, shocked at the words, but compelled to
say them.  "I am especially good at sucking cocks.  When I first put them
on, my body will transform into Ken's perfect fantasy girl and my body will
remain that way.  I will not become pregnant unless I specifically make the
wish to before sex.  And I will always love my new body and sexuality."

   Rebecca's eyes widened as she felt her body changing.  Her tits filled
out a little-- apparently Ken was happy with them most of the way--and her
hair became streaked with blonde.  Her conservative blouse and skirt fused
into an electric pink tube with a triangle cut on the side, while her
sneakers became 3-inch pumps.  She felt other small changes in her body:
waist shrinking, hips flaring out, face changing slightly.  Until finally,
the changes stopped.

   "What did you do?" Rebecca said as she felt a strange heat rise
throughout her body.

   "Those glasses you just put on are magic," Ken said with a smile--and
erection.  "They cause the wearer to conform to the first thing they read.
You just read my personal specifications for my perfect woman."

   The heat continued to pulse through Rebecca's body as Ken became more
and more sexy.

   "You should be feeling the effects of it right now...and thinking a lot
about stripping naked for me."

   As soon as he said the words 'stripping naked,' she knew she wanted Ken
to see her whole body.  She fingered the strap that held the skimpy dress
in place and began to play with it, slowly slipping down her shoulder. 
Soon she felt a strange rush of pleasure at seeing Ken's reaction to the
first glimpse of her tits.

   In a voice she never thought herself capable of, she purred, "Like what
you see, big boy?" Inside her head, she was shocked about the fact that she
was stripping for one of her friends--despite the fact that she could
barely keep her eyes off the growing bulge in his pants.

   As soon as her breasts were free, she held them up for his inspection,
cupping them gently.  She could almost feel the brush of his hungry eyes
over her body and it excited her.  After all, she was a slut.  And fucking
every man they could get their hands on is what sluts did.

   She crushed her tits together and then licked the erect nipples while
staring at the hunk Ken had become.  When he grinned at her horny behavior,
she knew that this massive man wanted her and she wanted to give him the
best service.  She began pulling the dress down, it moving quickly on her
now sweaty body.  Finally, she pulled it over her heartshaped ass,
revealing the soaking wet pussy underneath.

   She wriggled out of the last bit of her dress and smiled at the now
very-aroused man in front of her.  She stood, loving the almost physical
brush of his eyes along her curves.  She walked over and began to remove
his clothing, slowly at first, but soon her horniness got the best of her
and she was practically tearing the fabrics off of him.

   While she was stripping him in preparation for satisfying herself upon
his body, she began speaking in a low, sultry voice.

   "What I can't understand is why I haven't fucked you before," Rebecca
said with a smile.  "After all, I am a slut and I love sex.  I should have
at least sucked you off by now."

   Ken smiled and told her that she should rectify that problem
immediately.

   "I agree," the bespectacled sex goddess said and as soon as his boxers
were visible, she swiftly grabbed his cock and began stroking.  She moved
it out so that it was visible and almost came at the sight of it as she
always had at the sight of a dick.  She was filled with a hunger and
immediately lowered her lips to his shaft.

   At this moment, the personality of the pre-glasses Rebecca tried to make
a comeback.  She fought against the magical programming of the glasses. 
But the heat radiating through her body simply by being near a man's sexual
organ was too much.  Rebecca's will evaporated the closer she got to Ken's
manhood.  By the time her lips were touching his head, both Rebeccas...the
programmed and the original...wanted nothing more than to give the man
pleasure.

   She kissed his head gently and lovingly before beginning to run her
tongue along his rigid pole.  He immediately starting moaning in pleasure.
Spurred by his cries, she began to focus her efforts on the more sensitive
areas.  Finally, she stopped licking and proceeded to the main event:
sucking.

   As soon as her lips opened and slipped past his head, his hands where on
her own head, controlling her actions.  He kept her still as his hips
bucked, ramming his meat through her pink lips.  She became even more
aroused at the fact that she was being controlled.  She loved being
controlled and it made her want him badly.  She began to suck hard on his
meat and willingly bobbed her head in time with his hands.  Soon, she could
tell that he was about to come as his hips bucked almost out of control. 
She encouraged him by ramming her head downwards and sucking as hard as she
could.

   He exploded instantaneously.  The old Rebecca protested for about a
second and a half as her body began swallowing his cum, until she actually
tasted it.  For a reason that was beyond her, she loved it and wanted more.
She continued to drink him in, loving every spurt of his salty seed. 
Finally, much to her regret, the semen ceased and Rebecca removed her lips.

   She smiled warmly at the flushed face of her latest conquest.  "I hope
you enjoyed that, stud," she said.  "Now, that's only the first part of my
thank you for allowing me to get in touch with my...inner slut.  Let's
continue to the second course."

   She smiled wider and began to remove his boxers.  He willingly lifted
his rear from the seat he had been sitting in, but as soon as she had
removed them, he stood and grabbed her.  She cried out in surprise, but the
surprise turned into arousal as he picked her up and marched her towards
his bedroom.  She was a little shocked to see almost entirely nude pictures
of various porn stars and other such things on his walls, but as before, it
turned into sexuality.  She was turned on by the thought of him fucking her
underneath the eyes of all these gorgeous women.

   He dumped her on the bed and grinned.  She simply looked at him and
could think about nothing but spreading her legs for him, which is exactly
what she did.  Her legs slowly separated, allowing him the first real
glimpse into her sex, which was producing so much that it had already
soaked the bed beneath her.  The room smelled of her feminine musk and she
could tell that it was getting to him.

   Ken's nostrils flared and he smiled.  His erection was already rigid
again and the mere thought of the massive rod penetrating her secret place
almost brought her to orgasm again.  He climbed on top of her, positioned
himself for the proper entry.  Then the unthinkable happened.

   He began teasing her.  He slipped the tip of his head into her folds,
almost bringing her to orgasm, but then pulling out until she could reach
her climax.  He ran himself along her slit, putting pressure in some areas
to arouse her even more.  Her hips began bucking with the need for him and
soon he had the newly sluttly redhead begging.

   "Oh, Ken," Rebecca moaned as she played with her newly-enlarged tits. 
"Please...stop playing with me...and take...me...."

   Ken laughed at Rebecca's pleas.  "So you want me to fuck you, huh?"

   "Yesssss....pleaseeee!"

   Old Rebecca protested yet again inside the sex goddess's mind.  The
programmed Rebecca was actually getting a little sick of her.  All she
wanted to do was to satisfy her carnal needs on Ken...and anybody else
lucky enough to get her into bed.  But the old version kept pointing out
that she wasn't a slut until she put on those glasses.  Finally, the
programmed one started repeating a mantra: "I am a horny slut, I am a horny
slut, I am a horny slut." The mantra drowned out the other Rebecca's
protests.

   Finally, Ken smiled and positioned himself again for the right angle of
entry.

   "You got it," Ken said with mirth.  And he slammed into her.

   His abrupt entrance surprised both Rebeccas, shocking them with
pleasure. She was already extremely aroused, so much to the point that she
came as soon as his full length was inside of her.  Her hips bucked wildly
and she cried out, inadvertently speaking the mantra the programmed one had
come up with.

   "I am a horny slut!" Rebecca shouted.

   Ken was surprised at the outburst, but definitely enjoyed it.  "You are,
huh?"

   Rebecca looked up at her lover and nodded weakly as the orgasm began to
subside and he began moving in and out of her.

   "Well, that's good to know," he said as he began kneading her breasts,
focusing on her engorged nipples and nipping at her neck with his lips and
teeth.

   "So...y-you....don't mind being with...a woman...who l-likes...to sleep
around?" Rebecca moaned as her body was pressed into the damp sheets of
Ken's bed.

   "No..." Ken whispered in her ear.  "I like a girl who has lots
of...experience..."

   Rebecca felt all warm and tingly at the compliment which only added to
her arousal.  Ken liked a woman who fucked a great deal of men.  She would
make it a point that next time he did her, that she had much more
experience.

   However, thoughts of experience and such were soon driven from her mind
as he continued to move inside of her.  She remembered that before the
glasses, she had had difficulty in reaching orgasm.  But Ken had changed
all of that.  Her new body was much more sexually oriented.  She knew that
when she took off her glasses, these feelings of sensuality would at least
lessen some, but she knew that she would put them on again...and
again...and again....

   Her thoughts were interrupted by another mind-shattering orgasm that
sent her body into throes of passion and lust again.  Her hips bucked more
as did the rest of her.  Her tits began bouncing a beat that she couldn't
even begin to control.

   And still Ken wasn't done with her.  She didn't know if he was just
harder to make cum or not, but she did know that she was enjoying the
opportunity to be ridden by him.  Sweat poured off both of their bodies as
the scent of sex filled the room.

   The room seemed to be filled with moisture.  The sheets were soaked
through as was their bodies and her sex.  The two bodies made slapping
sounds as they slammed against each other.

   Finally, she could sense that Ken was reaching his limit.  As before,
she began urging him on, wanting him to cum before she did yet again.  She
loved the feeling of his naked cock inside of her, knowing that she could
not become pregnant unless she desired it so.  She wanted his seed inside
of her.

   As soon, she was granted her wish.  He plunged deep into her and his
body spasmed.  At the first feeling of warmth inside her sex, she came with
him.  Her walls milked him for all he was worth as he emptied his entire
payload into her.

   They soon settled down and simply lay there, enjoying the sensation of
the warmth of their bodies pressed together.  Finally, he rolled off of her
and smiled.

   "So, what do you think of your new role in life?" he asked.

   She smiled almost dreamily up at him, still feeling the afterglow of
their activities.  "I love it.  Being the school slut is going to be
great."

   She really meant it, though she couldn't help but wonder what the
glasses would do to him.  Perhaps she could 'enhance' him like he enhanced
her.  It was something definitely worth exploring...

   To Be Continued...