Originally requested by Reno3812 :)
Mary’s marriage wasn’t happy. Even though her husband
Mike never abused her, he always mistreated her, constantly ignoring her or
treating her more like a servant than like a beloved wife. There was no doubt
he was also cheating on her. All those “meetings” he claimed were forcing him
to stay at his office till late at night, all those “business trips” that often
kept him away from home for days. It was obvious that he had an affair. But she
was too meek, too weak to say something, and she just endured what was turning
into a nightmare for her. Until that day came.
She was just washing the dishes, knowing that Mike was
probably shagging his secretary in that moment. She was sad, and frustrated,
and the damned neighbors’ dog just wouldn’t quit barking annoyingly. Her
irritability soon enough reached its peak and as she threw down angrily the
glass she was washing she thought to herself “Just shut up!”. And just like
that no more barks were heard. She felt relieved, but she soon heard her
neighbors desperately looking for their dog, which seemed to have just disappeared
into thin air. She found that strange, but she just shrugged it off and went
back to the sink, where she found the glass she was holding broken. “Perfect!
Just what I needed” she thought, but as soon as she started to pick up the
shards the glass magically re-formed intact in front of her eyes.
Soon she realized that while she was in an angry mood,
everything she wished for would magically come true. In a short amount of time
she learned to control it, and started to take revenge on everyone who did her
wrong in the past. That pesky son of hers was a lot more tolerable now that she
changed him into the sweet daughter she always wished for, and she wouldn’t
have got any more complaints from the annoying old hag next door now that she
turned her into a cat. She made sure to rearrange everyone’s memories whenever
she casted a spell, so that no one could suspect a thing. But the biggest fish
was already to be dealt with. She would have thoroughly enjoyed getting her
revenge on her husband.
He left early in the morning to get to the airport. He
told her that he would have spent the week on a business trip in Montana, but
she was well aware that he was actually going to London for a romantic rendezvous
with that slut. He would have never found her there of course, now that she had
turned her into their new pet bird. As soon as he would have arrived there she
would have started to mess with him.
Mike was infuriated. He couldn’t trust that bitch even
with the easiest of tasks. She was supposed to check in at the hotel an hour
before he arrived there. And yet she was nowhere to be found. He waited for her
for hours, but she didn’t show up, nor did she contact him, or was he able to
contact her in any way. Frustrated and enraged he just went for a walk. There was
no way he would have just waited for her the whole day. If she didn’t show up
he just would have searched for a whore later in the night. Suddenly he felt a
jolt to the back of his head, and a tingling sensation went through his body.
He looked at his hand and he saw it shrinking in front
of his eyes, becoming dainty, soft and feminine and with manicured nails.
Before he could react to that sight he felt a pressure on his chest, and
looking down he saw it inflate, pushing outwards and stretching his shirt. As
he reached with his hands to that mound of flesh he felt how soft it was, and
squeezing it sent a shiver down his spine. The changes were rapidly affecting
all of his body. His hips swelled, filling up his pants. His hair grew and
became blonde. His lips inflated, acquiring a plastic look.
Confused and scared he didn’t know what to do. He
tried to reach for his cell phone in his pocket, but he realized that his pants
had merged into a skirt which was shortening, crawling its way up, revealing
his now smooth and toned legs. The phone, as well as all his effects, had just
vanished into thin air. Desperate and completely possessed by panic he spotted
a phone booth. Thank god they hadn’t removed those things, he could have called
someone for some help. He rushed towards it, stumbling on his shoes which were
changing into high heels. His shirt had now changed too, merging with the skirt
into a red mini dress, which showed off his huge rack. His tits were keeping
inflating into massive, silicon enhanced breasts, which really gave him a
slutty look. Finally white fur started to appear on his jacket, which was
changing into a fur coat.
He finally reached the phone booth, only to realize
that now that all of his stuff had disappeared he didn’t have any money with
which to make a call. Not that he had any idea of who could have helped him now
that he was in that situation. He caught a glimpse of his reflection in a shop
window. He had somehow transformed into a woman. Not only a woman, but a bimbo,
with blonde hair, fake tits and lips and a revealing outfit. How was that
possible? What was going on?
He rushed towards a guy passing by, hoping he could
find some help. But as soon as he got his attention he found himself unable to
say what he wanted to say. Instead he just told him with a slutty, provocative
tone <<Hey pretty boy! Can you help me? I’m not from here and I am kinda
lost, I need someone to show me around. Would you like to be my guide?>>.
As soon as he finished the sentence he immediately tried to correct himself,
but instead all that he could say was <<Come on, don’t be shy. I will be
very grateful and thank you in a special way if you help me.>>
The guy was confused. She was probably just a hooker,
but she was really hot indeed. It would be a shame to miss on that opportunity.
<<Sure. I will help you. I know just the place
where we can talk about your… predicament.>>
<<Thank you handsome. I’m very glad I found
you.>>
Unable to control what he was doing Mike was just
screaming inside of his head, like he was a prisoner of that new body. Despite
how much he tried to fight there was no use. For now he was just in for the
ride.
Mary smiled pleased. She had pulled quite the prank on
that pig of his husband. Perhaps he would not have been so fond of sluts after
he had been one for while. The rest of his trip would have worked just fine as
the duration for his punishment. And she had much more in store for him when he
would have got back home. Now the tables were flipped, and thanks to her
newfound powers nothing would have stood between her and her Revenge.
Is this going to be a series?
ReplyDeleteNot really, I never thought about it actually. But I will consider expanding on this :)
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