Thanks to Bill Hart for the creation of the Spells R Us Universe. This tale has more than my usual transformations.
"Damn!" Bart Stearns muttered under his breath.
It had been the third time Tara Seavers shot him down, and as he watched the girl turn the corner, his eyes were riveted on her incredible butt. It was then that he heard David and Ray laughing at his expense. They both had warned him that he’d be wasting his time and making a fool of himself, but he went ahead and approached Tara anyway.
It was a month ago when Ray told him about the beautiful new transfer student. At the time, he had been going steady with Lisa Templeton for a year and he had no interest in ruining a good thing.
“Wait till you get a look at her, she’s so fucking fine you’ll cream your pants.”
Until Tara came along, Lisa had stood leaps and bounds above the rest when it came to beauty. Lisa was the school's head cheerleader. She stood 5’8” with shoulder length brown hair, huge, dark brown eyes, and a vivacious body with tremendous boobs. It was quite a sight to watch her perform various cheers and gymnastics. But even still, after seeing Tara, he wouldn’t have minded fucking her. So, Bart made it a point to avoid her to cut back on the temptation.
But then the dreams started, and in them Tara was the star performer. Tara stood about 5'6" with long wavy blonde hair. She was curvaceous, yet slim, and her face was beautiful and sexy. He loved her sparkling blue eyes, and although her breasts weren’t nearly as large as Lisa's, they still bounced nicely when she walked.
After one of those sex dreams in particular, Bart woke up to the biggest hard-on of his life. Waking up hard was something he did a lot, but not this hard and with shock he realized his desire was solely focused on Tara. He wanted and needed to fuck her.
At first, Lisa reaped the benefits of Bart’s increased desire and loved
it. She possessed a very healthy appetite when it came to sex, so
she welcomed Bart’s advances but Bart soon realized Lisa wasn’t the answer.
Bart reflected on the very first night he had sex with Lisa and how entranced he was with her spectacular boobs. He remembered kissing each of her hardened nipples while he fucked her, eliciting multiple orgasms.
As it were, they were destined to be a couple, both realizing what they possessed. He had a reputation for having a nice big dick, and she had a reputation for having the nicest rack. But then Tara ruined everything, and one night while he was fucking Lisa, he screamed out Tara's name.
Lisa went ballistic on him and dumped him on the spot. Although he felt bad for Lisa, he thought maybe it was a blessing in disguise. How else would he be able to pursue Tara? Then Tara did the improbable – she rejected him.
Bart wasn't familiar with rejection. For even as a child he stood out as being the cutest boy in class. The girls just flocked to him, for not only was he the cutest, he was the town's best athlete. In his freshman year of high school, Bart made varsity in all three sports, and not only was he the most popular boy in school, he was gaining a reputation for being a stud.
That was mainly due to his most memorable summer, where Bart learned the art of confidence, and how it allowed him to charm the panties off any girl he wanted. He collected five cherries alone before settling down with Lisa.
Bart let three days pass before he approached Tara again, and this time he told his friends, which proved a huge mistake. Tara was quickly gaining the reputation of being an ice queen, but with a dozen roses in hand, he was surely going to thaw her.
"These are for you,” Bart told Tara with a smile. “Can I follow them up with dinner?"
"I don't want your flowers… and I damn well don’t want to go out on a date with you," Tara responded before she turned and walked away.
Bart stood there in utter disbelief. Not only had he been rejected for a second time, but this time it was done in front of Dave and Ray.
As Bart tried to analyze what it was that drew him to Tara, the only thing he could think of was that she was the only girl that had ever rejected him. Strangely, he hadn’t felt this much frustration since Sally Springs.
Bart reflected back to that special summer when he was a mere thirteen… and his next door neighbor, Sally, was a very sexy seventeen year old. Sally was a major tease and loved tormenting him by sunbathing in her backyard in the nude. Given his room was on the second floor, he had a clear view of Sally.
One day in particular, while Sally was reclining in nothing but her pair of sunglasses, he was in his room stroking himself at the sight of her. Then he suddenly got the shock of his young life when Sally waved him to come over.
Bart remembered how nervous he was when he arrived. Sally was standing up, still naked, and smiling at his entrance. The girl was absolutely gorgeous as his eyes roamed every inch of her. From her long blonde hair, to her plump juicy tits, to her incredibly voluptuous body – did he mention she had shaven her pussy?
Sally told him to strip and seconds later he stood before her naked. It was at thirteen when he discovered he was rather well endowed. Sally had him lay back on the reclining while she straddled him, and he remembered how incredible she felt as she lowered her pussy on top of him.
Bart groaned as Sally humped up and down on his dick, and seconds later he was shooting up inside of her. Bart remembered being embarrassed, but Sally told him not to worry. Then she did the most amazing thing by shifting around and taking his spent dick inside her mouth.
In less than a minute, Bart felt himself grow rock hard again, and this
time when they fucked, Sally was the one who came… multiple times.
Bart pulled his black Firebird into the Sterling Mall parking lot. He got out of his car and headed straight towards the food court before turning right into a little shop called Spells R Us.
“Hi, Bart, I’ll be with you in a moment,” an elderly man called out to him from the back room.
Bart waited for the man to emerge and was shocked to see that he was old and dressed in a bathrobe.
“How did you do this?” Bart asked as the man approached him.
“Surely you noticed the name of my shop, right?”
“You cast a spell on me?”
“I had to get you here, didn’t I?” the man replied with a smile.
“Well, now that I’m here, what next?” Bart asked as he took a moment to look around the shop.
"I’d like to recruit your services in battling Tara."
"You know about her?!"
"Listen, Bart… if I'm going to be able to help you, then you need to get with the game plan here."
“Sorry,” Bart whispered, blushing.
“Incidentally, have you noticed that lust that you felt for Tara has simmered down?"
“Hey, you’re right!” Bart responded with a smile.
"Don’t get too happy, it’s only because there’s a decent amount of protection against such things while you’re in my shop.”
“How is Tara doing this to me?”
“More precisely, a Voodoo Doll.”
“Is this… like… forever?!”
"Nope… it’s until she starts using her doll on someone else.”
“When will that be?”
“Based on the power fluctuation I’m detecting… tonight.”
“Then I’ll be free from her?”
“Then all I have to do is wait her out, right?”
“In theory, but you’re not going to want to do that.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because her intended target would suffer.”
“Why should I care?”
“Her target is Lisa.”
“That’s right… your Lisa.”
“Tara’s a lesbian.”
“This doesn’t make sense. Why would a lesbian use voodoo to make me want to fuck her?"
"Because Tara’s a mean lesbian… and she needed to get you out of the way.”
"But Lisa isn’t…”
“Like that ever mattered when it comes to voodoo."
“I’ve got to warn her!”
“Warning her won’t help,” the man replied with a sigh.
“Then what will help?”
"You’ll need to undergo a mission.”
“A mission with risks..."
"What kind of risks!"
“The kind that are life changing… are you game?”
“And if I don’t undergo this mission?”
“Then Lisa becomes Tara’s lesbian lover until she tires of her.”
“And when she tires of her, everything will go back to normal?”
“Not exactly… uh… Lisa will forever be changed.”
“Yes, she’ll be a lesbian for the rest of her life.”
“This is incredible,” Bart whispered.
"Let me tell you how we got to this stage. Anytime the supernatural is at work, I become aware of it. If I feel the tampering was innocent or harmless enough, I basically ignore it. If it becomes malicious or selfish, I take action.”
“Or have someone else take action.”
“Delegating is a testament to my leadership,” the man responded with a smile.
“So, how did Tara acquire such power?” Bart asked.
“Well, she doesn't really have any powers of her own per say, what she possesses is an extensive knowledge on how to use that voodoo doll of hers.”
“Where did she learn it… from a book?
“That can’t be taught by reading a book. Her aunt taught her when she turned sixteen years old, and it’s unfortunate because Tara was a sweet, innocent girl before her aunt corrupted her.”
“Is this the first time she has used the doll?” Bart asked.
“No. Tara used her doll to alter three girls. Two are from her previous high school and a college student she met when she moved here.”
“What did she do to them?”
“Tara tied them to her sexually. The good thing is that she can only use the doll on one person at a time. The bad thing is that once she’s turned a girl into her lesbian lover, the girl will forever have lesbian feelings.”
“Wait a second! So, even if I succeed in this mission, Lisa will still be doomed to be a lesbian?!”
“Not exactly… what will probably happen is that Lisa will desire both boys and girls.”
“She’ll be bi?”
“That could be a good thing.”
“Yeah, I thought you might like that.”
“What happened to the other girls?”
“The girls from Tara’s former high school have turned to each other for sexual comfort, and the co-ed and part time waitress still sees Tara.”
“So, how do I save my ex?”
“Trust me… if you succeed in this mission, she’ll be closer to you than ever.”
“What’s the mission?”
The old man pulled out a small box from his bathrobe pocket and handed it to Bart. Bart opened the box up and saw three gold rings.
"I call them the Rings of Transformation. They’ve been soaking in spell juice since Tara enslaved her first girl. It doesn’t matter which ring is used, but it does matter on the order of their use."
"So, who wears them?"
"I thought that would have been common sense to you. You start with yourself tonight.”
“I have to wear one of these things?!”
“Yes, go ahead and slip it on tonight before you go to bed. Then get Lisa to wear the second ring, and Tara to wear the third ring.”
“Anything else I should know?”
“The rings prevent the wearer from taking the ring off as to allow the spells to run their course. Don’t allow someone else to take off a ring, and don’t allow anyone to wear more than one ring.”
“Why, what will happen?”
“Things can get messy, not to mention sticky.”
"What exactly is going to happen to me and Lisa?" Bart asked.
"Totally depends on the timing and circumstance. The spells inside the ring deciphers the best way to succeed in the mission."
“So, what you’re saying is that I’m basically going along for the ride?”
"In a way… but everything will make better sense as its happening."
"Lisa had better appreciate this," Bart mumbled.
No sooner had Bart stepped foot outside the Spells R Us shop, when he felt that strange intense need to be with Tara again. Now that he was aware of the whys, the whole experience was freaky. To actually have a hard-on for someone due to voodoo was mind boggling.
Bart also thought he should warn Lisa about what was about to happen to her, but the old man told him it wouldn’t be wise.
It was later on that evening when Bart felt his sexual hunger for Tara start to dissipate, and he felt to know it meant Lisa’s was only beginning. He wondered how Lisa would deal with suddenly lusting over a girl when she had always told him she felt ill from the mere thought of lesbianism.
Bart picked up one of the rings and gazed at it. If he wasn’t
living this first hand, there was no way he would have believed this possible.
Bart sighed and slipped the ring on his finger and went to bed. Almost
immediately, he felt drowsy and closed his eyes.
Lisa was undergoing quite an ordeal herself. She was lying naked on top of her sheets, tossing and turning with sexual need. Lisa couldn’t make sense of her sudden desire to make love to Tara Seavers, but the feelings were growing in intensity with each passing second.
Lisa groaned as she envisioned Tara, as their hands took liberties with each others curves. Then she gasped when she felt Tara enter her wet vagina with two of her fingers. Suddenly, she wanted to go down on Tara, and as alien as the thought was, she wanted it more than she ever wanted anything more in her life. Lisa gazed down at Tara’s wet treasure with hunger while her own hands caressed and kneaded her large boobs.
Lisa cried out from an orgasm when Tara’s fingers grazed her clit. But despite the orgasm, she didn’t feel complete without Tara and as a result started to cry.
Bart woke up, stretched, and then opened his eyes and gasped. Two noticeably sized breasts protruded out from his chest. Bart quickly moved his body to the side and felt the heavy weight shift on him.
"Oh, my god!" he cried out, and immediately noticed his new higher voice.
Slowly, more out of nervous curiosity then anything else, Bart moved his hand down underneath his loose boxers and felt a girl’s vagina.
Then he sprang out of bed and immediately regretted what that did to his new tits. His boxers fell off his slim waist, and down to the floor. Bart looked down at his new anatomy with stunned amazement. Then he kicked off his boxers and rushed to his closet mirror. Not only was he not his male self… not only was he this breathtakingly beautiful teenaged girl… but he was the spitting image of Tara Seavers!
Bart moved his hands up to cup his new breasts… then they took a life of their own as they slid across his new body. He was turning himself on and he couldn’t stop himself.
Then before he reached down and entered himself, he remembered the mission and knew what he had to do. Bart picked up his cell and called Lisa’s house. He would have called her cell, but he knew she wouldn’t answer.
"Hello," Lisa's mother answered after the fourth ring.
"Hi, Mrs. Templeton, can I speak with Lisa?" he asked Lisa’s mother in his new soft sweet voice.
"I think she's sleeping," Mrs. Templeton replied, sounding a little annoyed.
"My name is Tara and I know she’ll want to talk to me."
"Wait a minute," Mrs. Templeton mumbled.
Bart’s free hand came up and cupped his left tit while he waiting for Lisa. To think… he actually had female breasts, and although they weren’t nearly as big as Lisa’s, they were still quite a sight. Bart looked forward to making love to Lisa with his new body, and could feel himself growing wet between his legs at the prospect.
"Tara!" Lisa answered when she came to the phone.
"Hi, Lisa... Can you tell me why I’m lying here on your ex-boyfriend’s bed and fingering myself?”
Bart fucked me last night and I spent the night with him… but now… well now I want to be with you. I don’t understand it, but not for the life of me do I understand why I’d rather lick your pussy than have Bart fuck me again."
"Oh, god… you’re feeling it too?!”
“What do you mean?! Are you saying you want to lick my pussy as well?” Bart asked her, pleased with his performance.
“I don't know what’s happened to me… to us… but I need to be with you in the worst way," Lisa groaned.
"Then come over.”
“But you’re with Bart!”
“Bart went somewhere and I only want to be with you.”
“Come over here, instead!”
“No… are you going to make me beg?”
“Use the fire escape entrance and I'll be waiting for you."
“I’ll be over as soon as I take a quick shower,” Lisa responded.
"No shower! I want to smell how much you need me!" Bart replied and then closed his phone.
Bart placed his cell on his dresser and climbed back into bed to wait.
It was like the ring steered him in how to proceed. He guessed Lisa
would run over, which meant she should be arriving in fifteen minutes.
Bart was completely naked and fingering himself when Lisa climbed through his window. He smiled up at the sight of Lisa, who believed she was seeing Tara. He could tell from the way Lisa was looking at him that the spell was working overtime. "Hurry up and get out of your clothes and join me," he instructed Lisa, wondering how much control he had over her.
Lisa stripped out of her jogging suit, followed by her sports bra and panties. Oh how he had missed those lovely, lovely tits. Lisa then climbed into bed with him and moved her voluptuous body down along side of him.
Lisa then was all over her… attacking her with a passion that outright
shocked him. One second she was French kissing him and then the next
second she was repositioning herself in a 69 and stabbing his pussy and
clit like her life depended on it. Bart suddenly cried out when he
felt his first ever female orgasm, and squirted all over Lisa’s face.
When Bart recovered from Lisa's tongue lashing, he reciprocated, eagerly tonguing Lisa like she did him. The smell of Lisa’s sex worked on him like an aphrodisiac, as he groaned with constant pleasure.
Several orgasms later, they lay in bed cuddling. "I have a ring I’d like you to wear to signify how you feel about me."
Lisa was still riding her sexual high to pay too much attention.
Bart got up and retrieved the ring, and Lisa allowed him to slide it
onto her finger. Bart watched in fascination as Lisa began to transform.
Lisa had been basking in the afterglow to the most satisfying sex ever when she suddenly saw her breasts shrinking. "Oh my god, what’s happening to my tits?!" she cried out and then noticed Tara smiling over at her.
Then Lisa felt her whole body tingle and her hips shifted as everything appeared to feel tighter and grow more muscular. Then she felt a tingle in her scalp and her hair appeared to recede quickly, quickly becoming shorter. Lisa looked down at her growing hands and noticed bigger arms, and then the hair sprouted all over her new body.
“What’s happening to me?” she cried, noting how her voice was deeper.
Lisa then felt a strange sensation inside her groin and when she looked down she saw that it was transforming into a male penis and testicles. In amazement, she reached down and touched it while it sprang to life.
Lisa bounced up off the bed and ran to the mirror. This time instead
of her boobs bouncing every which way, her new growing dick did, and when
she finally saw what she looked like, she fainted.
Bart had to admit it was rather fascinating to watch Lisa transform and it didn’t necessarily surprise him that she had finally feinted. It wasn’t every day that a female hottie suddenly transformed into a male stud. Anyway, it was a good thing that he had moved up behind Lisa when she did feint, because he was there to ease her down to the floor, but there was no way that Tara’s body would be able to pick up his former body and move it to the bed.
But then Bart felt strange himself, causing him to stagger back a bit. He had been asleep for his first transformation, so he wasn’t sure of the signs, but there was no mistaking his changes as Tara's body shimmered before his eyes.
The first change was in his breasts, but instead of shrinking, they were growing! He cupped them with shock, feeling the extra weight of them! Then he felt himself growing taller and more voluptuous. Where he had sported Tara's slim athletic body before, he now stood in a curvaceous Wonder Woman body!
Then he gasped when his long blond hair shortened and turned dark, and his sparkling blue eyes turned brown. His final transformation was when Tara’s face suddenly transformed into Lisa's face! He was now Lisa, and because he was Lisa, he felt that other feeling… the desperate need to be with Tara!
Bart gasped at how incredibly wet his new pussy felt, and how much he needed Tara. He realized these feelings were much more intense and demanding.
Bart reached down and tried to move Lisa onto the bed, but there was still no way he was strong enough to move his former body. He blushed when he saw that Lisa had an erection, and prayed that he could complete the mission before Lisa woke up. Bart quickly dressed in Lisa’s clothes, grabbed his car keys, and the remaining ring, and ducked out of the fire escape. He knew that the only way he’d ever be able to get close to Tara was if he wore Lisa’s body. He hopped into his Firebird, after moving the seat up, and paused to visualize Tara naked.
Bart groaned with need and pulled out of his driveway. Fortunately,
he had stalked Tara to no end the last couple of weeks, so he knew exactly
where to go.
Tara smiled as she reached down to pet the pretty brunette.
"I’m sorry, Tina, but you have to leave," she told the girl who was sleeping between her legs.
Tina looked up at her and pouted. Tara loved that look on Tina’s face, thinking she looked adorable, and wondered if that had been the reason she cast a spell on her in the first place.
Of course, Tina was no longer under her spell, but once she turned the little minx into her lesbian lover, she was finding it hard to quit her. Tina wasn’t tied to her specifically, but she would only desire female pussy from now on.
Tina attended college classes during the days while she was a waitress at night, and all her free time was spent between her legs. Tara watched Tina slip on her thongs. The girl looked obscene in them. Tina didn’t wear a bra because her tits were simply too small, and when she put on a tight halter-top; it almost made her tits non existent. Tara then watched Tina slip on a tight pair of jeans and sit down to put her tennis shoes on.
Tara’s thoughts turned to Lisa and wondered how she was holding out. She knew she should call her and stop the sexual agony. She loved the image she saw of Lisa squirming with sexual desire for her. Lisa was without doubt the most beautiful girl she’d ever seen, and she looked forward to having her.
Tina interrupted her thoughts to kiss her goodbye… her lips soft and inviting. She told Tina that she would call her next week and saw Tina’s eyes fill up with tears. Such was life.
** ** **
Less than a few minutes after Tina had left; she heard a knock at the door. Thinking that Tina may have forgotten something or argue with her about the time frame when they could get together again, she yelled out to her to come in.
"Lisa! What a pleasant surprise. How did you find me?"
"I... I... I need you... please, don't make me go. I... I…" Lisa stammered and blushed as she approached her.
Tara allowed Lisa to hug and kiss her and noticed the girl could really use a shower. "Ewwwwwwww, you stink and you’re a mess! How dare you come to me looking and smelling like this! Strip out of the stinky clothes immediately!"
Lisa quickly did as she was told and seconds later stood naked and blushing before her. Tara gazed at Lisa’s boobs in awe, thinking that they were definitely the finest set she’d ever seen.
"Go to the bathroom and take a shower, and make sure you clean yourself real good down there."
“Okay,” Lisa whispered as she turned and headed off.
Tara walked over to where the dirty clothes were and decided to throw them in with her wash. It was when she lifted them up that she heard something fall to the floor. Tara’s eyes lit up when she saw a glint of gold and reached down to pick up what had fallen, and that was when she discovered the ring.
Was it Lisa's? Or did she intend this for her? Tara couldn’t resist slipping the ring on to see how it looked on her, and that was when she felt a strangeness envelope her. “What's happening to me?” she whispered as she fell onto the couch, and that was when she noticed herself shrinking.
“My tits!” she gasped, watching them shrink, and ran over to her mirror to look.
“I’m… I’m getting younger,” she cried as she stared at her reflection,
and that was when she screamed.
No sooner had Bart heard the scream come from the living room when he felt the strangeness envelope him again. Quickly, he jumped out of the shower and ran out to see what happened to Tara and that was when he saw her age-regressing.
Bart stood in utter amazement as Tara turned younger and younger, and when Tara turned what he believed to be twelve, the sexual desire for her disappeared.
Bart kneeled down to hug and comfort Tara as she cried. Tara kept on getting younger, turning from ten… then to nine… and then to eight years old. It was then that he felt a tingling inside his own boobs, and wondered why they were suddenly fuller looking and sensitive.
“Mommy,” Tara whispered up at her, and Bart saw that the girl was now toddler age!
Bart told the little toddler that everything would be alright and it was then that he saw the ring on Tara’s little finger glowing. He was tempted to take it off to stop Tara from age regressing anymore but remembered the warning.
Tara quickly went from toddler to infant before he felt more shifting in his own body. He was transforming as well, but he wasn’t sure how, but there was no mistaking his even larger boobs. Bart reached up and squeezed one, and milk suddenly squirted out one of his erect nipples. At the same time he felt his hips widen and his ass grow rounder, even bigger.
Bart sank to the floor with Tara in his arms and then spread his legs.
He raised his knees as if he was inviting someone to come inside of her.
Then his eyes lit up when he saw an umbilical cord shoot out from his pussy
and latch onto the still shrinking Tara! Bart passed out seconds
later when he saw the cord pulling Tara towards his vagina.
Lisa wasn't sure what woke her, but upon doing so she reached down and scratched her balls for a second and then…
“Holy, fuck!” she cried out while her hand wrapped around her growing erection.
Just then she saw a very familiar face smiling over at her from the window.
“Bart?” Lisa whispered, stunned beyond belief.
"Did I interrupt something?” her old self asked her as he entered the room.
“Is that you, Bart?!”
“Yes, we’ve temporarily switched bodies, but we’ll be switching back now.”
Lisa turned red when she remembered where her hand was and used a sheet
to cover her erection. Then when she turned back to Bart, she frowned…
“What happen to my boobs?!”
“They kind of grew,” Bart replied.
“I can see that, but why?”
Bart shifted around so she could get a better look at her former body.
"Oh… my… god… you're PREGNANT!" Lisa cried out as she sprang from the bed.
"Uh… you're pregnant.”
“This is impossible!”
“I’m sorry… but you’re three months pregnant with Tara.”
"Tara? No fucking way! Are you saying that Tara’s inside my stomach?!”
“And you think I'm going to give birth to that bitch?!"
“Sorry, Lisa… but as soon as our final transformation take place, I’ll be me again and you’ll be you, and it’s only right given you’re the real female here."
Lisa gazed at Bart with a look of shock and that was when she noticed something gold sticking out from Bart’s pussy.
“What the fuck?” Bart cried out, moving back when Lisa began fingering her, but what Lisa did was pull out a gold ring.
“What the hell is this?” she asked, holding it up.
“Oh… that must have been Tara’s ring.”
Lisa gazed at it for a few moments before she slipped it on her pinky.
"No!" Bart cried out.
Lisa’s eyes lit up when she saw both the rings she wore and Bart’s ring start to glow.
"Oh god… we're going to be stuck this way!" Bart cried in panic.
"What do you mean?" Lisa asked, looking back at Bart with confusion.
"I'm going to be you for the rest of my life!” Bart cried.
“If that’s true, then does that mean I’m going to be you?” Lisa asked in stunned amazement.
“Why did you have to slip on that ring?"
“I didn’t know,” Lisa argued and that was when she felt a strangeness envelope her… and like magic… she suddenly felt like a he.
“I’m Bart!” she cried out, followed by a desire to refer to himself as a he. Now Bart’s body felt right to him.
Bart saw Lisa crying and walked over and hugged her, pressing his naked body against Lisa in a loving comforting way. The new Lisa must have been dealing with an avalanche of female hormones because she suddenly started to cry.
“You’re Lisa now, aren’t you?” Bart asked his new sexy girlfriend.
“Yes, I’m Lisa now,” Lisa whispered.
“Care to explain?”
“It must be the final spell to set everything as close as right as possible.”
“Makes sense to me,” Bart replied with a chuckle and could feel his cock stirring. Within mere seconds he was rock hard and ready to fuck.
Lisa moved back from him as if she were frightened. “You’re not putting that thing in me!”
Bart gazed at Lisa with love, and suddenly something occurred to him. “Strip.”
Lisa’s eyes lit up with alarm as her hands quickly stripped.
Bart felt that his girlfriend was the most beautiful girl in the world, and looked even more beautiful in her pregnancy. Lisa now stood before him naked and he was amazed with how much bigger her boobs had grown. To think, the love of his life was going to have his baby girl Tara.
“Come here,” he commanded his love, and Lisa immediately walked up close to him.
Bart reached down and cupped Lisa’s lovely round ass as he hugged her. “I want to make love to you.”
“But I’m pregnant… won’t that hurt the baby?” Lisa asked, tearing up.
“Not at all, climb on the bed on all fours… I’m taking you from behind,” Bart replied.
Lisa turned beet red because Bart knew that this had been his favorite position when their roles had been opposite.
When Lisa was in position, she turned her head around and asked, “Why am I doing everything you say?”
“I think that final transformation might have given us an extra dose of what it means to be male and female, and in doing so, reinforced our proper roles for me to be dominant, and you to be submissive.”
Bart teased Lisa’s pussy for a few moments, getting it nice and wet, and then nudged her wet petals apart and entered her.
Bart elicited a gasp from Lisa when he proceeded to piston in and out of her.
"I... I... I never knew it could... oh god... never knew it could feel
so good," Lisa whimpered.
The new Lisa woke first and in addition to feeling a sore well fucked pussy, she also felt something else…
“Oh, god,” she groaned as a nauseous feeling hit her.
“What’s a matter, honey?” Bart asked her with a smile.
“I… I feel like I’m going to throw up,” she groaned as she slipped out of bed, and that was when she noticed how incredibly large her tits were.
“That’s just morning sickness. Bathroom is down the hall to the right.”
“Go throw up and hurry back. I’m horny and want a blowjob," Bart commanded her, and when she glanced at Bart’s erection, she blushed.
Last night had been an experience she would never forget and she could
feel her growing wetter from the prospect of more sex. Then the morning
sickness reared its ugly head and she rushed off to the bathroom.
After throwing up, she felt much better and started to feel horny again.
Maybe this new life wouldn’t be so bad after all, deciding she looked forward
to sucking Bart’s cock, although she wouldn't mind licking pussy as well,
and wondered if Bart might like a threesome some day with one of her former