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A Gift From His Father Ch. 25

Sorry for the delay, got locked out of my account. Hopefully it will be worth the long wait. Please vote, five are appreciated and keep the feedback coming. And thanks again to my editor Spirit02!

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After she was certain that they'd left, she rematerialized. Esmeralda stood in the restored house in which she'd fought a great battle with a giant. Walking through it, she looked for clues. It was a close call; she'd almost had to do battle with the Master of the Ring of Power. That's what must have happened to her sister. She'd fought and lost and was certainly now dead. "I would never survive going up against all that power alone. He is too strong, too powerful." She continued to talk aloud, trying to figure things out. She would learn the truth of it.

As she continued to tread through the empty house she detected a presence and called out to it. "You thought that I wouldn't detect you, but you are deceived!" she yelled, and like pulling a sheet off a piece of furniture, she de-clothed Elizabeth, forcefully making her visible. Startled, Elizabeth thought about running or fighting, but she realized the futility of those actions; if she could make her visible she would certainly be able to catch her if she attempted to flee. No, running would do no good.

Esmeralda smiled and said, "And whom do we have here? Oh, yes, didn't I see you leave? Drive away with the others? But that was just a decoy, wasn't it. Come here; let me have a closer look at you."

Despite her best efforts, Elizabeth was helpless to resist and took several steps until she was standing directly in front of the petite woman.

"That's a good start, but I said I wanted to have a better look at you." As soon as she finished speaking, Elizabeth's clothes were ripped from her body, as if some invisible force pulled on her garments from all angles, leaving her completely naked and exposed, her shredded clothes lay on the floor at her bare feet.

Looking her over, Esmeralda saw the glowing jewel peeking out from between her legs. "Just as I thought, you're one of his or should I say, were one of his. You belong to me now. On your knees, bitch."

Elizabeth fell hard to her knees, having no control over her body. The woman looked her over, circling as she considered the helpless naked woman, who was now eye level with her.

"I can sense the truth, you are wondering who I am. You know my name, but just what I am you aren't certain. Well, since you will be serving me now, I might as well tell you. I am the Mistress of the Ring of Truth. I can see the truth, of which you and others like you haven't a clue."

Straining to speak, Elizabeth asked, "What truth?"

Impressed with her strength Esmeralda looked upon her captive in a new light. Esmeralda thought she'd captured a foot soldier, but she realized that she'd trapped someone far more valuable, perhaps a lieutenant.

"The truth is that women don't really need men! We are just fine without them. The truth is that they need us. Think about it child, we want to have babies, we just need their seeds, and we have collected the best and have a large variety. We don't need them and all the horrible things they bring like wars and violence. We are much happier without them." She paced back and forth looking at Elizabeth eye to eye. "Have you ever been with a woman?" Before Elizabeth could answer, Esmeralda had her answer. "Yes you have, many times. It is true. Then you know what I am talking about. You have felt it too."

Elizabeth was struck silent. She was trapped and this little woman was talking "crazy talk".

"Oh you think me insane? Do you?" The little woman walked around circling Elizabeth, looking her up and down. "You are a pretty one. Lovely large breasts, beautiful curves, no fat, just a little muscle, beautiful long flowing hair, rare for African American women, you must be mixed somewhere in your linage. You are just what men want and desire, a weak but beautiful woman. Well, that will change. I will rebuild you. You will be my right hand, my lieutenant; I will make your strong and formidable."

Elizabeth tried not to talk in her head. "She is reading my mind. I don't want to be changed."

"Not really reading your mind, darling, but the truth. I can read your mind, perhaps later. First, it is time for you to tend to your mistress's needs. All that fighting and talking has made me horny.

In the blink of an eye, the little woman was naked, displaying a pair of shapely breasts, a flat muscular belly, and toned legs. She sported a red bushy landing strip above where her legs met. It was only now that Elizabeth realized that she had fiery red hair and emerald green eyes. If she didn't know better she'd think this woman was a leprechaun or a female version of one.

"A leprechaun, cute and how original," Esmeralda said as she reclined on the nearby sofa and spread her legs. "Well, what are you waiting for, get that mouth over here and convince me that you've been with as many women as you've lead me to believe, otherwise I may have to simply kill you.

Elizabeth tried to stand, but found she couldn't. Esmeralda intended her to crawl on all fours. She was shocked to see that her body wasn't responding as she wished; instead of a quick crawl she crawled sensually, flexing her body this way and that, like a cat stalking its prey and a woman trying to show off her sexy body.

"Very good," Esmeralda said and patted Elizabeth on the head as she neared and began licking her new mistress's pussy. "Hmm, you do have some talents, but you can do better can't you?" Suddenly, Elizabeth found herself burning with desire and as horny as she'd ever been. She went after the pussy in front of her as if it was her last chance at sustenance which would only be supplied if her mistress secreted her special sauce.

"Hmmm, better," Esmeralda moaned as she maneuvered Elizabeth's head around to where she wanted it. "There. Suck on my clit. Hmmm...yes that's it."

As Elizabeth focused her talented tongue on Esmeralda's clitoris she could not help but notice that it was growing larger, not just swelling but getting longer. She couldn't stop herself; soon it was stretching down her throat and practically choking her. It was like a very large cock. That's when Elizabeth noticed that the little petite woman was no longer petite, but had also grown to be well over six feet tall. As Elizabeth continued to struggle with the growing appendage in her throat, Esmeralda let loose a high pitched scream and came. Unlike what she was expecting, her cum trickled down the outside of her enlarged clit, flooding Elizabeth's throat. Elizabeth eagerly swallowed all she could. When she couldn't take any more, she pulled back on her haunches and noticed all the juices had gone and her mistress's large clit had shrunk down to a fraction of its former size. It was still big, but only as big as you'd expect to see on a woman her size after having had sex.

Elizabeth felt weird. It was as if she had been drugged. She seemed to be able to move normally on her own, somewhat. Or was that her imagination. She couldn't be certain.

"Here darling, you missed some," Esmeralda said as she scooped up a dollop of her juices from her pussy with her finger and held it out to Elizabeth. She lunged forward, not wanting to miss any of the tasty treat. When she had completely cleaned the finger she saw traces of juice just outside of Esmeralda's labia. She chased a drop with her tongue, as her head was steered by her mistress.

Esmeralda pulled on Elizabeth's lovely tresses and said, "They are lovely; it's a shame they have to go."

Elizabeth jerked her head back, but it was too late, all her lovely long dark hair was gone. It simply vanished and she was left completely bald. Esmeralda found it very erotic and stimulating; she caressed the woman's perfectly round bald head, and Elizabeth came. She screamed as she climaxed unexpectedly.

"That's because you made your mistress happy. Did you like that?"

"Oh yes," Elizabeth moaned. "More please."

"You have such a lovely face, it is pretty, perhaps a little more makeup. Elizabeth couldn't see the change, her eyes now had more eyeliner than she'd ever use herself, her eyelids were now greenish and her lips were now a bright red.

"Stand up. Let me see you better."

She stood quickly and felt the rush of cool air on her bald scalp.

"You're too short. I don't like short small women. How tall are you?"

Teetering on her bare feet, just able to hold her balance in her drugged state she tried to remember her height. Her mind was so foggy, "Five feet four inches," she said as she suddenly remembered.

"See now that is too short. It will never do. My girls need to be at least six feet without heels," Esmeralda said while shaking her head. "I am afraid you're going to have to grow at least six inches, no, we better make it eight inches to be on the safe side."

"What?" Elizabeth said.

"Grow, you know, be taller. I am afraid that this is going to hurt a bit. But don't worry it won't last long. Oh, don't move."

Elizabeth looked frightened but remained as still as she could. The pain started slowly but became very intense. Elizabeth shrieked as she began to rise from the floor. Her legs were growing longer both above and below her knees. The pain was excruciating. As the pain in her legs began to subside a new pain in her back began and continued as her spine stretched at least three inches. Then her shoulders and arms burned with intense pain. Then all the pain disappeared and somehow Elizabeth was still standing. She was at least eight inches taller.

"Better, but now you're too skinny. I like a woman with muscles. Have you ever seen some of the beauties in those body building magazines? Those are impressive women. But we don't have time for you to train and bulk up, so I guess we'll have to cheat."

Again Elizabeth screamed as the pain returned, but it wasn't her bones that hurt, it was every muscle in her body. It felt like she was flexing all her muscles at once so hard that they were exploding. It lasted a long time and when it finally ended, Elizabeth was ripped, looking like a female body builder ready for competition. Every muscle was defined; her waist had shrunk to about 21 inches while her chest expanded to at least 45 inches. Her abdominals were stretched tight, and there was almost no fat remaining on her body. Her fabulous breasts were now much smaller, more nipple and areole than actual tits, and her nipples were like small bullets sticking out from her muscular chest. Her thighs were like shapely tree trunks and her calves long and muscular as well. Her feet remained dainty, the same size as before her transformation.

Esmeralda clapped her hands, "That's much better. Turn around so I can see your ass."

Her ass was like two steel drums and her back showed every muscle. Only her face remained feminine in appearance.

"Oh my dear you are truly a vision. Would you like to see?" Before she could answer, a large full length mirror appeared before her and Elizabeth couldn't believe she was looking at herself.

"What do you think?" Esmerelda asked.

She was stunned at her transformation, not believing it was her until the image moved when she did. "Hair, I need some hair."

"Yes, I was thinking about that. Perhaps the bald look isn't quite right. Perhaps a close cropped butch cut?"

And just like that, she was sporting a haircut much like the one that Grace Jones had worn in the movie "Conan the Barbarian" with Arnold Schwarzenegger. It was cut short on the back and sides, with about twice as much length on the top and front.

"Perfect!" Esmeralda yelled, delighted with the outcome.

"You need some piercings." Just like that she had six studs in each ear, rings in each nipple and a steel barbell through her tongue.

Elizabeth tried to ask Esmeralda not to, but her words came out funny. When she stuck out her tongue she almost screamed until Esmeralda waved her hands and said she didn't have the time to wait until she learned to speak with her newest accessory. Getting impatient, she slowly rotated Elizabeth who was too stunned to move. She was still too heavily drugged by Esmeralda's special sauce to understand what had happened; it all seemed like a bad dream.

"You look good enough to eat." Before she could reply Elizabeth was sailing through the air and dumped unceremoniously on the bed in the master bedroom. She found herself on her hands and knees. She felt her pussy spread wide as a tongue entered her. She was straddling her mistress and couldn't help but lower her head to once again feast on her pussy. It was no longer the small one she'd licked earlier, and despite being leery of getting too close to her clitoris she dove in again. But this was Esmeralda's turn to eat her and although she tried to keep up, in her drugged state it was impossible to keep at the same pace. She came quickly and seemed to be climaxing continuously. Elizabeth thought that she'd lost a gallon of her juices to this woman and then Esmeralda abruptly stopped. It was Elizabeth's diamond; it was brightly glowing all on its own.

"Hmmm, this is going to be a problem," Esmeralda remarked to no one in particular. "I know I can't remove it lest you die, but perhaps I can..." With a wave of her hand she darted Elizabeth's labia with six thick gold rings, three on each side of the diamond. The diamond glowed very brightly for a moment, and then began to fade until it was barely glowing at all.

Elizabeth knew something had changed and she felt very strange again. She couldn't put her finger on it, she just felt different and disconnected. Her reality had begun to shift and she liked her new feelings, they felt naughty.

"There. That should take care of that. Oh, I just remembered I never asked you your name, darling."

"It's Elizabeth," she answered weakly.

"Elizabeth? That's no kind of name for a butch dyke like you, let's shorten that. How about Liz? Yeah I like that. Liz it is."

With that being done Esmeralda went back to eating Liz's pussy and Liz screamed one more time as she came powerfully and passed out.

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Chance helped Dinah settle into her room at the Courtyard Inn. It was comfortable, however not quite what she was accustomed to, but she didn't mention it. She was done with complaining and she found that thought interesting. Was she really changing? She still needed to be a tiger in the court room; she hoped that she would retain that part of herself.

"Well, looks like you are good to go," Chance stated, looking around the room. "This isn't your first rodeo, so I assume you know how these hotels work. The food and coffee thing in the morning, I mean." He was eager to more on. He wasn't sure but he thought he might be developing feelings for this woman. That wouldn't be good. He'd lose his objectivity. This was simply another project for the boss. He didn't care if she lived or died, he lied to himself.

"Do you have to go?" Dinah asked, hoping that he'd stay the night. She'd already had more cock tonight than in her entire life and she wanted more. Besides, it had been a very long time since she woke up next to a man.

"It's late, I have to work tomorrow," he told her as he watched her face fall in disappointment. "Oh, you thought all I did was break in middle-aged lesbians and make them crave cock?" he laughed.

Dinah joined him in the laugh although she didn't like the "middle aged" comment so much, despite it being true. "We don't have to do anything more tonight," she said, "after what you've been through..." She paused and stifled a sniffle. "I thought she was going to kill you. I am so happy that John, I mean Master arrived when he did." She began to cry.

Chance walked up to her and opened his arms. Dinah grabbed him, wrapping her arms around his thick muscular torso and pressing her head against him. Chance bent down and kissed her on the top of her head. "Thanks for calling the boss. I don't know if I would have been able to defeat her, she caught me off guard. Perhaps I will stay the night with you, think of it as a reward for your good deed."

"Really, you're not just fucking with me, are you?" Dinah said.

Chance pushed her away and looked down at her as she gazed upward and they both began to laugh. "Did I get it right?" Dinah asked.

"Dinah, you lady are full of surprises," he said as he slipped off his loafers with his feet and sat on the bed. He began to remove his white long-sleeved shirt. His muscular body looked even bigger than it had earlier in the evening.

"Goodie, let me just use the bathroom and I will be with you in a moment," she said and hurried into the room with a small cosmetics bag in hand.

When she returned he noticed that she'd freshened her makeup and smelled very good. She climbed into the bed naked and joined him under the sheets. He lay on his back and she climbed on top of him. It was like mounting a surfboard; he was so much wider than she was. He bent forward and sniffed her hair, enjoying the scent. "What more can you tell me about this woman, what did you say her name was, Esmeralda?"

Dinah frowned. She'd rather play with his cock than talk, but she'd tell him everything she could remember.

Dinah told him that is was Esmeralda that had recruited her to the lifestyle that she'd been practicing all those years ago when she was in college. Back then it was safer being in the closet rather than letting anyone know that you were a lesbian. She realized that it was with Esmeralda's help that she made it to graduate school and studied law. Esmeralda even helped her get on with the first law firm after she'd passed the bar.

She didn't see Esmeralda often, but when she did they would have wild unbridled sex and then the next morning she couldn't remember half of it. But she always felt good afterwards.

Over the years they'd meet for a "nooner" or simply lunch, but it was always the same; she could never remember what they'd talked about. Later, it was Esmeralda who initiated her application to her current law firm where she was now a senior partner. When Esmeralda showed up unexpected tonight, she was caught off guard because she so rarely saw her anymore and had heard little from her over the past several years. She frowned again. "I can't even tell you Esmeralda's last name."

Chance stroked her naked body with his large hands and asked, "You said lifestyle, are you referring to the all girl orgies like the one we broke up?"

"Yes," she replied. "A few years ago Linda showed up at my door and we rolled around in bed for a while. Then we went shopping at the local grocery store and she began mind raping my female neighbors. That's how that whole weekly orgy got started and grew." She spoke unaffected by the reminiscing, surprised as it used to make her all hot and bothered. She did feel Chance growing beneath her and she was ready to play but there was one last thought she needed to disclose. "Did you guys deactivate my neighbors?"

"Deactivate? What do you mean?"

"Well we met once a month unless we contacted for an unscheduled gatherings. Tomorrow night is the next gathering on the schedule. I don't know what would happen if they all showed up and the house was locked." She laughed as Chance imagined twenty naked women of all shapes and sizes all trying to get into Dinah's house.

It was getting very late, but they managed to find the energy for one last fuck. Since Dinah was already on top she brought her legs around and backed up, allowing Chance to squeeze into her. She was becoming accustomed to his size and accepted the large cock with little effort on her part. She proceeded to ride him using her hands as leverage as she lifted herself up and down on his long thick stock, her ample breast shaking and her nipples poking out like pencil erasers. She was really enjoying herself and worked hard to hold off until Chance was ready to explode with her. After several small quakes, she began to tire and finally dropped down as far as she could, accepting every inch of his twelve inch cock into her well fucked hole. Completely engulfed in the warm wetness, Chance roared and exploded, filling Dinah with his seed. His climax seemed to stimulate her anew and she cried out as she came again.
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Driving in the direction of his mansion and the Martin's home, John found himself undecided where he was headed. He had Elizabeth's car and his was still at his place. He was concerned about leaving Elizabeth behind, it was a calculated risk and he needed to learn what his enemies were plotting. He was tired of playing defense. It was risky. He didn't yet understand what he was dealing with and what his opponents' strengths and weaknesses were. It was Elizabeth's job to give him some ideas.

He pulled out his phone and dialed April, his fiancée; he liked the sound of that word, fiancée. April picked up the phone on the first ring.

"Hey you," she said and he melted a little.

"Hey you, yourself! Where are you?"

"At home in my room in my bed thinking of you," she said in a sexy voice. "You want to know what I am wearing."

John smiled and said, "I think this engagement thing agrees with you. What are you wearing?"

"Nothing, I had been thinking of you and my hands and fingers took on a life of their own and..." she paused and let out a loud moan and made a few squeaks and cries indicating that she had indeed just come. When her breathing returned to normal, she said, "...I just couldn't help myself," and she giggled in the way John loved most.

"Why don't you pack a bag and meet me at my place. It's about time you moved in, don't you think."

April squealed loudly. "Really?"

"Absolutely," John said. "Take only what you need for the night, I will transport the rest of your belongings once we decide on how to set you up. See you in twenty minutes."

"Fifteen," April said. "I am leaving now."

April grabbed her computer bag, packed her cords and tablet and walked down the hall to her mother's bedroom, where she saw her reading a book on her iPad. She told her where she was going and hugged her mother, then ran down the stairs and into the garage and was gone.

"Rocky," John called out aloud.

"Yes, sir," came the immediate reply.

"How many agents do I have?"

"At the present, sir, you have two hundred and twelve." There was a pause and Rocky said, "Thinking of expanding the ranks, sir?"

"Exactly. There's a war coming and I need to be ready. How long do you think it would take to double my team?"

"Using current parameters, about two months," Rocky stated.

"Send a notice out to all agents to bring me two of their best candidates. I need to speed things up. Make sure they have resumes, too." John realized that Rocky could serve as a valet and administrative assistant and would be quite good at it.

"Tell them interviews begin at 8AM at my mansion. Everyone is expected to participate; the LA team can be scheduled in the afternoon. Let Dennis know he will be the trainer until Elizabeth returns."

"As you wish, sir," Rocky said and went silent.

"How's dad doing?"

"He is on the mend, but still unconscious."

"He's going to be pissed when he wakes up."

"Yes, I suppose he will. But he'll get over it in time."

"Do you think so, Rocky? How long will that take?"

"Hmmm if I had to guess I would say twenty-five years."

John snorted. Rocky's humor was so dry and quick. He thanked Rocky as he pulled into the drive way and he opened the gate. Before it could shut April was pulling in behind him.

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Liz woke with a jolt. She was in a strange bed. Sitting up straight she found she needed to pee. She was naked; she remembered that and wasn't alarmed. She liked sleeping naked. She saw the bathroom entrance from across the room in the dim light and padded towards it. But something wasn't right. Her perspective was all wrong; she was looking down on things she should have been looking up at. Why was that? Her normal naked jiggle was gone, her muscles felt tight and powerful, her stride was longer. She felt good. She felt strong. It all felt so different. She found the toilet and lifted the lid and sat down and peed. It was a strong flow and she was surprised at how long it lasted. She wadded up some paper and dried herself. Dropping the paper in the bowl she stood and flushed.

She found double sinks and chose the one on the right. She couldn't find the soap so reluctantly she switched on the light, but not before shielding her eyes from the sudden brightness by squeezing then tightly shut. Slowly she pried them open, one at a time, seeing first a dark figure in the mirror. Her head ached, like she was hung over. What did she have to drink last night? She realized she was thirsty. It was starting to come back to her. Esmeralda! She opened her eyes and couldn't believe what she saw looking back at her. She blinked and her reflection blinked too.

She lifted her hands to her head, her long red nails and dainty hands were now attached to long powerful arms. Every muscle well defined, each bulged as she bent her arms to feel the flattened crew cut or whatever you'd call her new hairstyle. She looked at the face that belonged to her, but the body was that of an Amazon. She was so muscular now that her breasts, no, tits, were almost nonexistent. "I look like a man," she said and began to weep, quietly. Tears began to run down her face and her makeup ran with it. She was heavily made up. She sniffed and silenced herself.

"Hmm. Look at you," Esmeralda said as she strolled in to the bathroom and fondled the body she'd recently created.

"I look like a man. I have no tits, just nipples now."

Esmeralda leaned forward and brought her hand between Liz's legs. She felt her new piercings and the diamond stud. Liz began to moisten as Esmeralda pushed a digit into her opening. Liz sighed heavily and hung her head down and watched Esmeralda enflame her pussy. She lightly blew into Liz's ear as she wiggled her finger and found Liz's enlarging clit. With her other hand she pulled on the nipple ring of her left breast and Liz sighed again and looked up. Her breasts had swollen and were protruding from her muscular chest. They were tits, not nearly as large or beautiful as she'd possessed before her transformation, but to Liz they were beautiful.

"Oh, look at that." Liz shook her chest and her breasts wiggled and jiggled slightly. "I do have tits."

"You do when you're turned on; otherwise it's just big long brown nipples, which I happen to like. And you know what happens when I am happy? Everybody is happy." Esmeralda said and smiled. "Cheer up, you're going to like the new you. I promise."

Liz smiled and Esmeralda continued to play with Liz's pussy and had her practically dancing on her hand. The more aroused she became the bigger her tits swelled until they were larger than they'd been on her old body.

Liz shuddered and came from Esmeralda's toying. She jiggled her chest back and forth and reached up and pulled on her nipple ring too. "See, I told you that you'd like the new you."

"Now that your body is perfect it is time to adjust your thinking a little," Esmeralda said as she lifted her hand from Liz's pussy and licked her fingers clean.

"What do you mean?" Liz asked.

"I mean you are still full of your old master's rules and ideas. We can't have that spoiling our fun now can we?" She took Liz by the chin, pulled her face to her and kissed her deeply. When she pulled away she left Liz breathless.

"I know that you like women, that much is apparent. But, you think you like men too. You believe you love getting a hard cock up your twat and occasionally up your ass. You even think that you love the taste of a cock and the cum it produces, don't you?"

A little unsure of herself, Liz answered in the affirmative.

"Well, what if I told you that you were wrong. You hate men and their dirty nasty cocks. You can't stand being near them and would never let one near your perfect body let alone enter it. You love pussy and tits and women of all shapes and sizes. You love eating pussy and would do it all day if it provided you with nourishment. And Liz, you especially love eating my pussy. Am I right?"

Liz thought, "What a fool I have been. She's right. I hate men and their nasty dirty cocks. Her breasts began to shrink back to just nipples. I love pussy, always have. Pussy is so much tastier, and much more fun to eat."

She took a deep breath and apologized, "Esmeralda I don't know what I was thinking. You're right. I have been fooling myself thinking I was bisexual. I am a lesbian, always have been. I love pussy and I am craving yours, can I have a taste?" she asked and approached her mistress.

"Just a minute, you aren't just a lesbian are you? You're a butch dyke who is used to taking what she wants. Am I right? Look at you. Who in their right mind couldn't see that from the beginning? You used to call yourself Elizabeth but now call yourself Liz, that's because it is more butch. Isn't that the truth?"

"Damn," Liz thought. "I just met this woman and she already knows me better than I know myself. How'd she know?"

Liz's entire demeanor changed, she was now more aggressive and confident. She was accustomed to taking what she wanted, but, she had to be cool; she didn't want to overplay her hand. She was coming on to her mistress and subtlety was needed. She flexed her muscles and took a few steps towards her mistress, really looking at her for the first time since she'd transformed from the petite woman she'd first met.

Esmeralda was also tall, over six feet, perhaps as much as four inches taller, and had the body of a porn star. She looked like a naked Barbie doll; she had big breasts, a tiny waist and narrow hips, and between her legs a bright red landing strip. But the two most striking things about her were her long fiery red hair that curled around her body past her marvelous ass and her emerald green eyes. Barbie on steroids, Liz thought. "I am going to eat her alive."

Liz strode the short distance to Esmeralda and pulled her to her and kissed her with all the passion she could muster. Esmeralda kissed her back causing Liz's tits to expand and she was happy.

"It's late. You have a big day ahead of you but before you rest, let's crawl between each other's legs and see who can make the other come first," Esmeralda said as soon as she broke the kiss.

"Sounds good to me, but what's happening tomorrow?" Liz asked.

"You're going to find me two new playmates and we're going to turn them into lesbians like us. I'll bet you already have the perfect two women in mind, don't you? You don't have to tell me now, let's make it a surprise," Esmeralda said as she drew Liz back to the bed, and lying on her back, pulled Liz into a classic sixty-nine.

Esmeralda couldn't help but notice the difference in the way Liz sucked her pussy now. She wasn't as tender, she was a little rough and she liked it a little rough; that was the truth.

~~~

As John and April entered the spacious mansion, they were greeted by John's part-time butler, Joe Williams. Joe was in his late fifties and had been homeless before he met John and April through their work at the shelter. John had cleaned him up a bit and nudged him in the right direction as only John could. They found that he would become an excellent caretaker of his estate and part-time butler.

"We'll be staying the night, Joe and perhaps the next several days," John informed his new butler.

"Very good, sir," Joe responded. As late as it was, Joe had been awaken and was in his robe and slippers. "Would you like breakfast in the morning, sir? Or would you prefer coffee, juice, assorted fruit and pastries? That way it will be ready whenever you are."

"That sounds excellent," John said. "And by the way, April has agreed to marry me and will be moving in."

"Congratulations to both of you," Joe said. "Unless there is anything else, sir I will retire to the servant's quarters. Please call if there is anything I can do."

"Oh," John said, "I almost forgot, I will be conducting interviews all day tomorrow. The place will be busy with people coming and going. The first interview will be at eight. We may have a few house guests. Will you make all the necessary arrangements?"

"Yes sir. Is there anything else?"

"No that's it. Good night, Joe. And thank you for the breakfast suggestions."

"Good night sir, madam," Joe then turned and walked away.

"I didn't know that you hired Joe to be your butler," April said as she pulled John up the stairs to the master suite.

"I needed someone to watch over the place when I am gone; I spend so little time here. But that's going to change." John smiled and slapped April on her ass. She ran ahead with him on her heels. When they arrived at his master suite she saw the bed was turned down and a fire was burning in the fireplace. There was even a bottle of champagne cooling in a bucket of ice.

"Oh, I forgot one more thing," John said and mood music began to rise from the multiple speakers of his stereo system, "My darling I can't get enough of your love..." it was of course the deep baritone of Barry White.

April giggled and laughed.

"Too much?" John asked.

"No," April said. "It's perfect." She ran and launched herself into his arms. In the blink of an eye they were both naked just as she landed in John's arms. Barry White continued to sing in the background as John and April made comfortable hot love in the massive bed.

Sometime after April had fallen asleep, John felt his connection to Elizabeth diminish, just after she sent him an extremely large measure of energy. He was concerned.

~~~

Liz didn't get much sleep; she and Esmeralda were at it all night. When they had found Dinah's treasure trove of sex toys, Liz was eager to try every one. She was particularly eager to try out a strap-on dildo; Dinah had a collection of several. Liz chose the Mulatto-colored one, and once she had it on she did look like a man, except that her excitement had caused her breasts to swell, somewhat spoiling the effect. Only now Liz didn't care, she was a butch dyke and loved the idea that she could be mistaken for a man. And she seemed to know how to use a cock, fucking her mistress until she screamed with delight.

Next, they shared the two headed dildo and fucked each other long and hard for hours, bumping their asses together until they both were satiated. They lay in each other's arms caressing each other. Liz couldn't imagine ever being more content.

They talked as lovers do and Esmeralda let down her guard a bit. She talked about herself and her life. She revealed to her new lover that despite appearances she was very old; she had been born sometime in the 16th century and was from a Celtic clan. She had traveled the world and seen about all there was to see. She had been given the Ring of Truth from her father, who after several centuries was ready to die. He told her of the wonderful powers that would be hers, Esmeralda had possessed it ever since.

"Have you always been a lesbian?" Liz asked her mistress.

The question caused Esmeralda to ponder the question for a long while before she answered. Finally she admitted, "No not always." She seemed a little melancholy. "I don't look back; I love women, the hell with men."

"Like me, then," Liz said, "Turned off by men and now exclusively into women."

"No," Esmeralda snapped. "Not like you. You have always been a butch dyke. What are you talking about? You've known since you were a little girl. At least that is what you told me, were you lying to me?"

Liz felt strange.

Of course, she was right. Where do I get this stuff from? I'm Liz the dyke; I like my bitches, sluts and whores.

How could she become so confused so easily?

"I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking," Liz apologized.

"Tell me again the story of how you joined the bike club and how you came to love Harleys?" Esmeralda asked.

"Shit!" Liz swore to herself, "am I getting early Alzheimer's, why can't I remember this shit?" Thinking on her feet, Liz asked, "What do you remember?"

"Oh you know, how you dropped out of college and went all butch and had been riding up and down the state, checking out the bars until you joined Dykes on Bikes. It all sounds so exciting."

"Yeah, some of those bitches are fun to hang out with." "When did you get the Harley tat?"

"Huh?" Liz didn't remember her tattoo.

"You know the one on your left deltoid, the one with the eagle behind the Harley Davidson logo."

"Oh, I don't remember, I had it touched up six months ago because it was beginning to fade," Liz lied. She didn't feel the new tattoo being engraved into her skin where Esmeralda had told her it was.

Esmeralda enjoyed making her new toy squirm; she was fully embracing her new persona. Liz was now completely hers, all that remained was the final tattoo. That would come in the morning when the new personality was more solidified. She laughed to herself and cuddling the hard body next to her drifted off to sleep.

~~~

Morning came quickly. They had about an hour before the candidates would begin showing up. The aroma of the coffee jostled John from his sleep. April was dressed in one of John's dress shirts since she hadn't brought any of her own clothes. She looked extremely sexy; he was a sucker for any woman dressed this way, and seeing his April like this was more than he could bear. He climbed out of the bed, showing his massive wood as it lead the way, stopping at the table where Joe had set up their breakfast.

"John Smith is this what I have to look forward to with living with you and being your wife?" she joked as she finished off her Danish and washed it down with a swig of coffee.

Scurrying up to her, he bent low to kiss her as she caressed his cock and balls as they tongue wrestled. "Hmmm, I could use some cream with my coffee," she said as she took his cock into her mouth. In the time that he had walked from the bed across the room John had done his magical hygienic thing and was fresh and clean. She thought to herself, "He's going to have to show me how to do that."

Using her hand and mouth she sucked the cock down her throat. Varying her technique, she licked his balls and played with the head before taking him down her throat again and sucking. John was loving what she was doing and before long allowed himself to release a large load of cream into her mouth, roaring as he came.

The taste of butterscotch filled her mouth and she moaned and climaxed. It surprised her; she'd never come before while giving a blowjob, she thought, but she could definitely get used to it.

"Mmmm, thanks. But you better get cleaned up. We're going to have a house full of people very soon and we still need to get you moved in," John said and before she could get up, John was dressed in a black business suit and tie looking very dapper.

April got to her feet and began to slowly move to the bathroom, when John chased her and slapped her on her naked ass. She screamed and trotted off, yelling behind her, "You zapped my clothes; I literally don't have anything to wear."

John laughed and told her to look on the bed. Lying on the made bed was a black pencil skirt with matching jacket and a red silk blouse. Beside them were a set of very sexy ultra-blue bra and panties, black stockings and garter and a box of Manolo Blahnik 'Tayler' d'Orsay black pumps. April screamed with delight and said, "It's good to be the fiancée of the Master of the Ring of Power."

When she had showered and dressed, they took a quick tour of the main floor. John told her that in addition to sharing his master suite she could have two other rooms as her own, one as an office, the other to use as she desired. Of course, she'd need to decorate it. He pointed to one of the bare walls in one of her two rooms and asked her to watch. She did, looking on as the wall became shimmery and then they were looking at her bedroom at her mother's home.

"I have already transported the contents of your closet to the master bedroom closet," John said, "as well as the contents of your dresser and night stand. Is there anything you want in the way of furnishing or decoration?"
"You forgot my desk and all its contents," she chided him and they spent the next thirty minutes virtually moving her out of her mother's home and into John's mansion.

~~~

Liz woke screaming as she came hard, courtesy of Esmeralda's skilled tongue. It was an interesting way to wake up, but one which Esmeralda told her was her favorite and that she'd been using on her the last six months since they'd been living together.

Liz laughed it off and pulled her around to return the favor. She nibbled around Esmeralda's labia for a few moments, and then stiffened her tongue, inserting it as far as she could while rubbing her nose against her over the growing clitoris. She then swallowed all the juices she'd helped produce. When she was done, she focused on the growing clitoris, sucking hungrily on it. It grew long and hard, and before she realized it, she was swallowing it like it was cock. She gagged for a moment and her eyes glazed over as she went into a trance. The clit returned to its normal size. Esmeralda crawled around and began to give Liz specific instructions.

"I can tell when you are resisting, so it seems another dose of my nectar is in order. Don't worry; you won't remember this conversation, like all the others. You will remember that we've been lovers for six and a half months now. You ride a Harley; it's in the driveway, where you always park. I have always loved the color, it suites you, a midnight pearl 2014 Electra Glide. You have been riding for years. Don't worry; I have programmed your memory with years of bike riding knowledge. Oh, and you have another tattoo, it's on your ass, and reads 'This ass belongs to Esmeralda'; you got it to surprise me on our six month anniversary. When I bring you out of your trance you are going to want to use that strap-on on me again. Once we are done you are going to get on your bike and retrieve two new volunteers for us to induce. You already have two in mind, I know. Take your time but be back by 6pm. We have a busy night ahead of us. Now finish licking up my juices and then grab your dildo and fuck me." "Hmm, honey your cream tastes especially good today. How 'bout I put that dildo on and fuck you till you beg me to stop?"

"Hmmm," Esmeralda said, "what a delicious idea. I hope you're rested because it may be a while before I let you go."

~~~

John had no idea just how boring it would be to sit and interview one person after another, while trying to find the right people to add to his crop of agents. He needed more and needed them up and working immediately. After more than twenty interviews before lunch, he'd found thirteen that he and April agreed had the qualities that he was seeking. He asked them to stay and dismissed the rest, erasing from their minds the real job to which they'd applied. If he could find another twelve, he'd consider the day a success.

He was surprised when his mother suggested that George might be a good candidate. He'd need some minor improvements, but no longer had much family around to get in the way. For a man of his years, George was in very good shape. He'd known George for years but until he had interviewed him, had had doubts he'd be right for the job. George told John how he and Mary had been fooling around for months, and after the orgy he was ready for more.

~~~

It was almost noon when Liz was able to extract herself from her darling Esmeralda; she was such a loving mate, always interested in pleasing her. She was very lucky to have met her, and for them to have been together for these six and a half months. Liz couldn't imagine life without her.

She climbed aboard her bike and started the engine. The 103 cu. in. beast roared to life. She revved it a few times for good measure, and took off. She was heading north to Stanford College.

~~~

Penny Jones was leaving the Jordon Hall, heading for the cafeteria; it had been an exciting morning. She was doing so well in her studies lately, well to be honest she had been for the last year or so. She'd been able to concentrate so much easier and remember everything she read and saw. It was amazing that she'd developed a photographic memory. She was careful not to tell anyone, because no one just develops memory like that, especially late in their twenties. Nevertheless, she'd been able to learn faster and retain all that she studied, allowing her to qualify for a doctoral program in social psychology. Six months into it, she was delighted with her progress. It was everything that she'd hoped it would be.

She moved through the cafeteria line, choosing the meatloaf and steamed vegetables. She never drank sodas anymore, so she simply had a glass of water. Sitting near the back, she pulled out her notebook and scribbled a few notes as she ate and reflected on the lecture she'd just left.

It didn't take her long to finish her meal; she often forgot to eat when studying and she was famished. She picked up her notes, putting everything back in her computer bag. She slung it over her shoulder, picked up her tray and carried it to the scullery, before dropping it on the conveyer belt and leaving.

It was a beautiful spring day and Penny enjoyed the walk to the parking lot where she had left her old Honda Accord. As she arrived, she saw a large man sitting on the hood of her car.

"Excuse me, but that's my car. Can you please find somewhere else to sit?"

The man jumped off and stood in front of her. She realized it wasn't a man, but a very large and muscular black woman dressed in leathers and blue jeans.

"Penny Jones?" she asked in a very feminine voice that didn't match the rough exterior.

"Yes, I'm Penny. Who are you?"

"The name is Liz. I need you to come with me."

"I'm sorry Liz, but I have other plans," Penny said as she walked to the driver's side and attempted to open the car door. As she put the key into the lock and pulled the door open, Liz kicked the door shut and pulled Penny by her arm. Penny was about to scream, but Liz got in her face and their eyes met.

"You're coming with me, whether you like it or not," Liz said, keeping her voice down just as a few students arrived and were walking towards them.

Penny blinked. "Okay," she said calmly and stood still, looking at the woman.

"Oh. Good," Liz said, unaware that her mind control powers were still intact. "Then come with me, my bike is over there." Penny followed behind the large woman until they arrived at her hog. Liz handed Penny her helmet and told her to put it on. She didn't think about bringing her spare and cursed to herself. She would have to risk being stopped. At least Penny wasn't putting up a fight, she thought. That was strange. But she wasn't one to question her good fortune. So she straddled the bike and asked Penny to climb on. As soon as she did, Liz yelled to hold on and they sped off.

Twenty minutes later they pulled into the parking structure of the Stanford Shopping Center. Liz parked her hog and the two of them got off and walked into the mall. It was busy. There were many upscale stores; Liz checked the directory and saw they were close.

As they walked into "The Boutique" they were greeted by a pleasant sales clerk with a big smile. "Hello, what can I help you find today?"

Her name tag said, "Hello my name is Janice, how can I make you smile today?"

Liz smiled back. "I am looking for the owner, Cindy Ashe. Is she in?"

Janice said, "I believe she's in her office, let me check." Janice turned and walked to the back of the store. Liz and Penny followed slowly while looking at some of the merchandise. Liz paused at the lingerie displays, and picking up a pair of crotch-less panties, began to imagine Esmeralda in them. They were cute and had a full cutout in the back. She saw a pair on a half mannequin and was able to better appreciate the design.

"Hello, I am Cindy Ashe, how can I help you?"

Liz turned around, to see the petite blonde store owner, the crotch-less panties still in her hand. "Yes you are," Liz said. Penny stood by, just watching.

"Interested in something a little kinky, huh? For you or someone special," Cindy asked as she looked over the large black woman. She was very accustomed to working with lesbians; this was the bay area after all.

"Yeah, just a little kinky, Liz said. What size panties do you wear Penny?" Penny blushed but before she could answer, Cindy said, "One size fits most. How many and what colors?"

Liz was thinking about how easy it was to control Penny and wondered if lightning would strike twice. If not, she'd have to use some muscle. "Just two pairs, a white one for Penny and a black one for you."

"Okay."

Cindy found a nice one for Penny and had just reached the black pair when she realized that Liz had said the second pair was for her. "Excuse me," she said as she looked up at the big woman, realizing that she wasn't just big, but muscular too. Despite Liz's imposing figure, Cindy wasn't frightened. "Look I am flattered, but I have a boyfriend..."

Liz leaned forward and found Cindy's eyes. She looked deeply into them, holding Cindy still. "Let's go into your office and try them on."

"Okay, follow me," Cindy said, quickly changing her mind.

Cindy turned and walked towards her office, carrying the panties, with Liz and Penny following closely. She opened the door and waited for her guests to enter before closing the door behind them.

"Cindy, give Penny her panties and you ladies try them on and see if you like the fit."

Penny was wearing jeans and began to unbutton them after accepting the panties from Cindy. Cindy however was wearing a business suit with skirt, so she pulled down her bikini panties and was able to quickly replace them with the crotch-less pair. She waited for Penny, who was now naked from the waist down, to pull on her new panties. When she was done she stood next to Cindy and waited for her next command.

"You two look adorable, just as I'd hoped. Do you like the feel? Are they comfortable? They don't itch do they? I hate that."

Penny said, "They feel okay, but a bit drafty."

Cindy didn't know what to say. Her vendors had offered her several different samples of their lingerie, but she'd never tried these before. It was a bit of a turn on to be exposed from the front and back. In fact she liked the feeling; it made her feel naughty.

"I like the feel. It makes me feel," she hesitated, "naughty."

Liz looked up at Cindy. Expecting resistance, Liz hadn't expected her to be so open. Perhaps she was one of those people who secretly wished to be dominated. "Easy enough to test," Liz thought.

"Cindy," she said. "Why does it make you feel naughty?"

"Well," she hesitated again, "because my pussy and asshole is exposed and it makes me want to play with them or be played with."

"Cindy you are full of surprises. Do you like to play with your pussy?" Liz asked.

"Oh yes," she was almost moaning now and volunteered more. "I do, but I have a boyfriend and he keeps me very busy. Sometimes I still like to play, but there is never enough time."

"Oh, Cindy sweetheart, there's time now. Why don't you show us how you like to play with your pussy, but you can't come yet. Not until I say it's okay."

Cindy, still dressed in the her business attire, lifted her skirt up to her waist and held it in place with one hand while she extended two fingers into her crotch, opening the panties and exposing her naked pussy lips. She then began to make little circles on her hooded clitoris and opened her pussy, revealing its wetness.

"Look at that, Penny. Doesn't Cindy have a pretty pussy? And she's so wet already. Do you think you'd like to taste her pretty wet pussy? You like pussy, don't you Penny? Remember you told me on the ride over here how much you liked to eat pussy?"

The woman shuddered visibly and began to question the premise in her mind. "I did? I do? Really? Why did I tell her that I love eating pussy? When did I eat pussy? I would remember something like that wouldn't I? Cindy's pussy does look rather tasty." Finally, she asked, "Do you think that Cindy would mind? I mean, we just met."

"Well let's ask her. Cindy you are doing such a good job playing with your pussy, would you mind if Penny ate your pussy a little bit?"

Cindy looked up. She was lost in her pussy, and it was beginning to feel very pleasant. "What? Oh, she can if she wants to."

"See Penny, Cindy is willing to let you eat her pussy. But Penny, don't be rude, don't you think that you should be playing with your pussy too? After all, you're already half naked. Why don't you take off your new panties and show us how you like to play?"

Penny did as she was asked. She removed her new panties and revealed an untamed hairy bush. She blushed a bit as she saw Liz's reaction and said, "I am not dating right now and so I let it go." She soon had the fingers of both hands busy moving in and out of her pussy. It didn't take her long before she was whimpering and coming on her hand, squealing softy so as not to be heard in the store.

Liz looked at her. "Penny, did I say that you could come?"

Penny was panting and still working her hand in her pussy. "You didn't say I couldn't."

"You're right, I didn't," Liz said. "Why don't you go and eat Cindy's pussy? I will help you satisfy your little pussy, okay?"

Cindy was already sitting on her couch and really working her pussy. She was beginning to perspire. "Before you do that Penny, why don't you help Cindy out her clothes, before she gets them all dirty?"

Penny complied and Cindy stopped long enough for Penny to get her arms out of the sleeves before she went back to her needy pussy. Once she was naked, Penny spread her legs, leaned in, and began to lick and suck the woman's pussy.

Penny couldn't fight the feeling of déjà vu; she knew that she'd just met these women, but this was all feeling very familiar.

As Penny began to get into what she was doing she felt a hand and then a mouth on her own pussy. It felt wonderful. It was very different to anything she'd ever experienced before. She'd had boyfriends eat her before, and she'd gotten off, but it was nothing like this. She pulled away and tensed her body. She had to keep quiet; they weren't in a home but a store. There were likely women shopping just outside the door. She wasn't a screamer. It wasn't that she couldn't be, she just always felt too self-conscious to really let herself go.

Liz sensed this about Penny and felt her tense. "Cindy, quickly find something to stuff into Penny's mouth so that she can really enjoy what I am doing to her. All she could reach were her own panties, not the crotch-less pair, but the ones she'd worn most of the day. She showed Liz and she nodded. Cindy then stuffed the soiled panties into Penny's mouth and held them there. Penny's eyes went wide and she was very close to coming.

"Penny when I do this last thing you are going to come. You are going to have the most powerful orgasm of your life. You are going to enjoy it and scream into the panties. No one will hear, so you can just scream and enjoy yourself," Liz told her and then she went back to work. Within a few moments it hit. Penny gripped Cindy's legs forcefully, arched her back, and screamed into the panties gagging her. She screamed long and hard, tears coming from her eyes. She shook, trying to pry herself free of Liz's clasp, but the woman was even stronger than she looked and all Penny could do was back onto the tongue in her pussy and ride it out. Finally after what seemed like several minutes, she was worn out and fell back into Cindy's pussy where she was still rubbing, trying to come herself.

"Why don't we switch places?" Liz said as she shimmied out of her jeans, her breasts swelling and filling out her t-shirt. "Cindy, why don't you get between my legs and see what you can do with that little tongue of yours? Penny, you finish what you started with Cindy's snatch, and if I cum first," Liz told Cindy, "I will allow you to come. So you have a little incentive."

The two women didn't hesitate being controlled; they were eager to please the butch dyke. Despite being new at eating pussy, Cindy was a fast learner and seemed to instinctively know what Liz liked. Penny also seemed to have been inspired; wanting to make sure the petite blond came as soon as Liz gave the word had Cindy poised on the edge, needing just the slightest touch to go over.

Liz was very close to coming; Cindy was now mimicking what Penny was doing to her and it was working. Liz hissed and roared quietly as her orgasm rolled through her. "Good girl, Penny. You can come, Cindy." No sooner had Liz given her consent than Cindy came. She came hard, filling Penny's mouth with more cum than the woman could drink and it rolled past her lips, down her chin and throat before she could catch up.

All three women seemed to have been sedated. Liz looked at her watch and realized that they had to leave soon if she was to be on time.

"That was fun girls, but we have to go now. It's getting late. Why don't you two get dressed? You can leave off the underwear; you won't need them where you're going," Liz told them as she pulled her jeans back on.

Cindy dressed back into her business suit and Penny removed her bra before she pulled her pants back on. Without her panties to catch her lingering cum, it rolled down Cindy's legs. She wiped it up with her fingers and licked them clean, thinking she'd not been seen.

The office smelled of sex as the three emerged, Cindy followed by Penny and Liz. Cindy told her clerk, "Janice, I need to go for a while, will you close tonight?"

Janice was about to protest, but saw Liz looking down at her and thought better of it. "Okay," she said meekly. There were several customers shopping and trying on merchandise. Still the businesswoman, Cindy said, "Call in Gloria if you need help." And then she turned and walked out of the store with the two other women.

~~~

Round two of the interviews began, John was getting bored, but it was important to add to his team of agents, so he pushed through. April was also getting bored and suggested to John that perhaps there needed to be naked body inspection, so that he could see close up what he was getting and what he'd need to tweak. John thought it a great idea and instructed the interviewees to disrobe before the interview would begin. Despite being nervous, the first candidate complied, feeling a little safer since April was in the room. She had a pretty good body, with medium sized breasts that seemed firm. She had shaved or been waxed, leaving her pussy bald, so there was no way to tell if she was a natural blonde.

She blushed brightly with some of the questions asked, but did a good job and would be considered depending on how the others did.

The next four interviewees were men and April enjoyed looking at their naked bodies. For her pleasure, John asked to see the men's erections. John nodded to April, would you like to help them? April was still getting used to the idea that the rules and social guidelines she'd grown up with no longer strictly applied to her. She smiled at the thought and John asked her if she'd like to suck them until they were hard. She stifled a giggle and decided that it was the least she could do. She had the first stand on a stool that appeared out of nowhere and which raised the man to a comfortable height and she slipped her mouth over the cock and caressed it with her tongue and sucked it until she was sure it would get no larger. She did this with each of the interviewees who realized that their stamina may be in question and struggled mightily not to enjoy it too much; less they come and fail a crucial test.

By the end of the day, John had nine new females (which included two Asian-Americans, two African-Americans, three blondes and his first Persian and Pakistani). The sole male was a lanky surfer-looking man from San Diego.
John was pleased with his selections; he would do a health appraisal and enhancements tomorrow. He'd never done this with a group before and was looking forward to seeing how it would go. For now the recruits were free to join the rest, who were eating, fucking, and resting up after their long day.

~~~

Candace had just hung up the phone after talking with her daughter April for over an hour. April was very excited about her first day with John in his mansion and told her mother every detail. Candace was surprised to learn that she'd already moved out, and walked into April's room to find it now resembled a guest bedroom, void of all of April's personal effects and decorations. Candace was sad for a moment, but then realized that she would be able to entertain without having to worry about her daughter finding out or being embarrassed by what she was doing, but mostly she'd be free to play with her new maid. April had sounded elated, and Candace knew that John would take very good care of her.

Candace also knew that Linda was in the kitchen making lunch; perhaps it was a good time for a little fun. If she played her cards right she could make her quota tonight, without even leaving the house. She crept downstairs and peeked in at Linda finishing up the casserole she was working on; it would be ready to eat in an hour or so. Her timing was good. She didn't have much range with her mind control so she waited until Linda was putting away the ingredients in the pantry.

"Linda, continue to work, but notice that you are becoming very horny. Whenever you cook, you seem to find it very sensual. The house is empty and your mistress is upstairs; it's okay to play with your nipples a little bit. You know how much you like to have them touched and sucked on."

Linda stepped out of the pantry and looked around, listening intently. The house was quiet. She felt her breasts through her bra and maid's uniform.

"You can't really get a good feel with your bra on. Go ahead and remove it; you can stick it in your pocket. You remember how to pull it out of your sleeve without removing your blouse. Do it quickly."

Linda complied and soon had the bra by the cup and pulled it through her left sleeve.

"That's better isn't? Go ahead and play with your nipples. They're getting hard aren't they? Hmm...that feels good doesn't it?"

Linda continued to rub and pull at her nipples; they were almost poking through the white blouse.

"There's no one around, you can shed your blouse. Lunch is cooking. You have about twenty minutes; you can indulge yourself."

Linda pulled her blouse off and let it fall next to her bra. Her breasts were tingling and her nipples were like small bullets. She continued to pull and play with them. Linda could feel her pussy getting very moist. She let out a moan and continued.

"You know what would feel really good, if you lost the jeans and panties, and fingered yourself. I know it's naughty, but you've worked hard today and deserve a little break. No one is around, go ahead."

Linda could barely stand to pull her hands away from her breasts, but her pussy was in need of attention. It was an itch she needed to scratch, so she reluctantly stopped and slipped off her shoes, and then quickly removed her pants and panties. She was now completely naked in the large pantry, her fingers in her pussy, and sucking a long nipple from her left breast.

The feeling was like heaven; she found it hard to stand and sank to the floor on her knees, her hands not missing a beat.

She was whimpering now; it was hard to be quiet. She was getting very close and was finding it exceedingly difficult to keep her sighs and whimpers to herself. Her fingers were a wet blur as she continued to frig herself. Candace waited until the very last moment before entering the kitchen, just as Linda was cumming.

"Uhhhhh oohhhh nnnnggggghhhh," Linda screamed, trying to suppress her passion.

Candace pulled open the pantry to see the flushed maid now laying back on her elbows, her legs spread wide, one hand in her pussy, the other pulling on her left nipple, still feeling the effects of her masturbation.

"There you are you naughty maid. Look at you. You just can't keep your clothes on and your hands from your pussy and tits. What am I going to do with you? I thought you were making lunch. Do I have to keep my eye on you all the time?" Candace chastised.

Just then the timer on the oven chimed, "Ding, ding, ding."

Linda looked up and said, "Lunch is ready," and tried to smile.

~~~

Brenda Stark was an up and coming reporter for the San Jose Mercury News. Although she mostly worked the city beat, she always had her eyes open for the story that could make a career and get her a job at a bigger paper like the Sacramento Bee or the world renowned Los Angeles Times. So when she got wind of strange behavior going on at the swanky Palo Alto neighborhood she jumped at the lead.

The tip came from one of its oldest residence, 95-year-old Donna Brown. She couldn't say much, except that every fourth Thursday of the month at 9pm, her female neighbors paraded naked to the big house on the corner. Once there, they had wild lesbian sex until the early hours of the morning, then return to their homes naked and the next morning act like nothing happened. Everyone, husbands, boyfriends, children and the women themselves, all of them, no one seemed to be aware of what happened.

Donna Brown confessed that if she weren't so old she'd probably join them. When questioned further, she said that it had been going on for years, but no one seemed to be able to discuss it. She had only recently found that she was able to, and that's when she'd called the paper.

"Something has to be done. It's not right, since I can't join in."

Brenda took notes and finally asked, "Isn't this the fourth Thursday of the month?" while checking her Android phone calendar.

"Yes, yes it is. That's why you're here, dear," Donna said.

Thinking about it more, Brenda thought, "Perhaps I could go undercover and find out what is really happening." Looking at the old woman, she said, "Ms. Brown, do you think I could watch from your window to see what is going on?"

~~~

At 5:45pm the unmistakable sound of a Harley Davison roared up the driveway. The engine revved for a minute and shut off. Cindy and Penny hurriedly climbed out of the green Toyota Camry parked on the street, before rushing up the driveway. They eagerly waited for the large woman to dismount her bike and tell them what to do.

Liz let them in by the front door and left them standing while she went to find Esmeralda. She found her mistress in the kitchen, sipping her tea. She expected Liz to be on time and wasn't disappointed.

"I have brought you two converts as you asked, mistress," Liz said, understanding at this moment she must be subservient to Esmeralda, despite not understanding the reason why. They were lovers, and had been for the last six months, but for some reason she needed to behave in this manner.

"Very well, let's have a look at what you have brought me."

Esmeralda strolled into the foyer with Liz trailing behind. They found the two women standing in the hall, not sure for what or where they had been brought. Cindy and Penny were almost identical opposites, Cindy was a small blonde and Penny a small brunette. Esmeralda released them from Liz's control and allowed them to express themselves freely. She enjoyed taking new converts while they were in control of themselves.

Each woman would have a different reaction.

Penny blinked a few times and then remembered being controlled by Liz, doing what she was told without questioning, masturbating in front of them until she climaxed and then eating the blonde woman's pussy and enjoying it. "Now what?" she thought. "Where am I? Why am I here? What do they want with me?" She looked at the tall redhead who was looking at her with her green piercing eyes; she looked at her as if she knew what she was thinking. Penny fought hard to keep the terror in her mind from exploding. "That wouldn't do me any good. I have to remain calm," she told herself. "They haven't hurt me, just made me do things I wouldn't have normally done, made me think things that I don't really believe."

That's when it hit her, the truth. They were going to change her and remake her into what they wanted. She had to get out of there and now. The terror was overwhelming now. She wanted to scream. She wanted to run. When she tried to move her feet wouldn't move.

"That's right dear; you're a smart one aren't you?" Penny heard the voice in her mind say. "Why don't you take your clothes off now, all of them, no need to be modest here, right?"

"No! I won't," Penny shouted back in her mind just as her hands began to unbutton her blouse and pull it out from her pants. "I will never do what you want," she hissed as she folded her blouse and unhooked her bra, freeing her perky small tits. Her nipples were hard beads. She was very aroused and shocked that she wasn't able to control her hands. She stepped out of her sandals and unbuckled her jeans, then slid them down her legs along with her panties. Penny folded them both; placing them on top of her other clothes, then stood, patiently waiting for further instructions.

Cindy felt like she'd just awoken from a dream. She had no clue of where she was or how she'd gotten here, even though she'd driven in her car. She was frightened and very aroused, her pussy was dripping. Then she remembered being in her office masturbating, then being eaten by the small black woman and enjoying it tremendously. She looked around the room and saw the large black woman and remembered that she too had eaten her pussy and made her cum. She also saw a large redhead woman looking her over and then heard her voice in her mind.

"Won't you be a dear and remove your clothing so we can get a better look at you?"

Before she could answer, Cindy's hands began to remove her suit coat and unbuttoned her blouse. She looked on amazed as her limbs moved without her telling them to. She couldn't stop them; it wasn't long before she was as naked as the woman standing next to her. She couldn't believe how easily her limbs had betrayed her.

Gaining some courage, Penny asked aloud as she noticed the blonde next to her in the same situation as she was, "What are you going to do with us?"

"I thought you were smarter than that. We are going to play. You want to play with me, don't you?"

Cindy almost screamed "Yes" as she moved slowly towards Esmeralda who was now also completely naked, her long fiery red hair curling around her body past her lovely ass. Penny however, hesitated, and fought to control her body. Finding herself unable to do so, she followed the two women as Esmeralda led the way into the living room and to the large couch. When she arrived, she spread herself on it and beckoned the two smaller women to her. They climbed up next to her, one on each side, and moved to her breasts as she cuddled their faces and looked down at them.

"There you are, nice and comfy." Both women were ready to take their respective nipples and nurse on Esmeralda breasts. "Go ahead now. It's okay. You can suck on my tits. You know that you want to, don't be shy," Esmeralda cooed as if she were talking to her children.

Both Penny and Cindy lunged forward despite their reluctance. They may have had their minds back, but they didn't seem to be able to control their bodies. After a few hard pulls, both began to feel Esmeralda's warm milk on their tongues and in their mouths. Swallowing quickly, they drank as much milk as they could. After a few minutes they pulled away. Both must have consumed as least eight ounces.

Penny was thinking, "What the fuck was that?", while Cindy just seemed to be content with the warm tingles she was feeling.

Esmeralda turned to Liz who was now also naked, her large breasts protruding from her muscular chest, her abdominal muscles pulled tight as she stood waiting for her instructions.

"The rest will be here soon," she said. "See to it that everything is ready." Liz wanted to ask "Make what ready?", but then she realized that she knew what to do, although she didn't know who "the rest" were.

Cindy and Penny soon fell asleep. Esmeralda was struck at how similar they were, despite being opposites. They were like bookends.

"That's it," Esmeralda thought, having a 'eureka moment'. "I will make them bookends, they will be similar and yet connected, like twins."

~~~

At precisely 9:00pm the front doors of all the homes within the small gated community opened and naked women of all ages, sizes and shapes stepped out into the night. They strolled silently towards the home of Dinah Cohen. It was a much larger crowd of women than John had encountered. Whatever had captured these women seemed to have spread, but the age range seemed to begin at twenty and drop off into the late seventies. It didn't seem to matter if the women lived alone or were part of a family; no one seemed immune.

"Come see, hurry," called Donna Brown to the young reporter. "It's happening."

Brenda Stark couldn't believe her eyes. It was true the women seemed to be in some sort of trance as they walked, oblivious to each other, barefoot and naked.

Suddenly Brenda realized that if she were to break this story, she'd have to see what was going on in the house. But the only way to find out was to join the women, which meant, she swallowed hard before continuing the thought, she'd have to strip and join them.

She didn't have time to waste; she quickly explained her plan to Ms. Brown and hastily pulled off her clothes, tossing them into a pile at the door. She took a deep breath and stepped out the door, joining the others as they paraded naked to the corner house. It took her only a minute to mimic their gait and facial expressions. There was a bottleneck at the front door but each woman patiently waited in line for her turn to enter the home. As soon as the last woman entered the door was closed.

~~~

John gathered his new recruits into the great room to look them over; they were all naked of course, lined up as if in the ranks of a military assembly. Most needed a little body work, simple things like repairing minor injuries, removing cellulite, toning muscles, curing any diseases, and providing immunity from any and all future diseases. Pretty easy for John to do one on one, this however, would be over twenty people at once. He was up to the challenge though, and after walking among his recruits and making a mental note of each one's needs, he walked back to the front of the room.

"I need you all to remain still. This won't hurt, but it will feel a little strange at first," John told them. He explained briefly what he would be doing, and that it would occur in two stages, the first to heal, and the second to enhance. Then he closed his eyes and began to concentrate. Everyone was quiet, and then there were a few oohs and aahs as old injuries healed and the group began to feel the differences. The first stage took all of approximately eight minutes.

The final stage would take place individually as John would increase breasts sizes, enhance sensitivity, and enlarge vulvas for some of the women, then increase penis size and endurance for the men, spending about five minutes on each.

When it was George's turn, John needed to do little work; physically he was in great shape. John took several years of age off his face, removing wrinkles, adding to his hair line, and removing much of the grey, leaving just a little at the temples.

He had fun with the women, adding three to four cups sizes on some, sculpting their breasts and nipples and enhancing their sensitivities in their pussies and anal cavities. All had their gag reflexes relaxed so taking a cock deep into their throats would be as easy as breathing. He finished by inserting his finger into each woman's pussy, and attaching diamond studs where he wanted them. When he was finished, he mounted each one and fucked them for several minutes until they all came several times.

As for the men, he attached their diamonds to their left ears and turned them loose to join the women he'd just blessed. They all fucked until they wore themselves out. Tomorrow, after their final training session, they would all have quotas to fill and would be expected to perform.

~~~

Candace suggested to Linda that since she had such a hard time keeping her hands off herself, perhaps she should wear a skirt and go commando. At least that way she could get her cleaning done and frig herself occasionally without having to pull all her clothes off.

Embarrassed, Linda reluctantly agreed it might be a good idea. So it was, as she did her afternoon cleaning and vacuuming, Linda was less tempted to interrupt her cleaning to play, at least until Candace peeked in on her again. Linda was vacuuming the living room and again Candace made seductive suggestions that soon had Linda naked and screaming, the vacuum abandoned. She was cumming again at her own hands when Candace found her.

"What am going to do with you?" Candace complained to the blushing maid. Finally, Candace reluctantly agreed that Linda could work naked as long as she got her chores done. Linda was pleased and jumped up and down, then hugged her mistress, happily thanking her. She decided that she needed to wear an apron, a small white one that barely hid her pussy, but that was enough for her to wipe her hands on as she cleaned.

Candace thought that things couldn't get much better as she watched the nude maid move around the house cooking and cleaning. She let her mind wander, and knew that she'd have the maid in her bed that night, allowing her to meet her quota for the day.

~~~

"Thank you all for coming, sisters," Esmeralda said, as if they had a choice in the matter. "As you are learning, we have no real need for men in our lives. We sisters are all you need. That is why we meet. For now it is only monthly, but soon it will be much more frequently, until soon it will be as frequently as you like."

All the sisters cheered sitting and standing shoulder to shoulder as they listened to their mistress. Brenda was a little self-conscious as the women were shamelessly rubbing against one another, a prelude to the events to come. Fortunately in their trance-like state they seemed to pay her little attention. She stayed at the back of the crowd and tried her best to fit in, despite the roaming hands on her ass and tiny breasts.

"Tonight we will be inducting new members into the sisterhood, replacing two that were taken from us," Esmeralda said. "These two will receive a special gift of transformation and will be superior to you, but soon all will be transformed and the sisterhood will be one of equals," she said as she walked through the parting crowd of naked women. She wore a translucent emerald robe and her followers reached out towards her, lightly touching her as she walked among them. "Let's bring them out, Liz."

Liz's magnificent muscular body was oiled and looking like she was in competition. She led Cindy and Penny out to the stage area of the living room. The two were in a drunken state, still feeling the effects of Esmeralda's milk, unaware of what it would allow her to do to them. Like her vaginal secretions, Esmeralda's milk would allow her to transform the two unsuspecting women into any physical shape she wished.

In the center of the room the two petite women stood as the crowd of women cheered again. Esmeralda was about to make another announcement, but she paused. She tilted her head strangely and stiffened her stance. Liz was on high alert, suspecting something wasn't right, and was ready to leap into action. Then Esmeralda smiled and Liz relaxed. "It seems we have another guest in our midst. So it seems we have a third convert. Because of her boldness, she too will receive the gift of transformation."
All the women reacted in unison, shocked and surprised by the announcement and then wishing they could trade places with the newbie. Brenda tried to react like them, hoping that her cover wasn't blown, until she saw Esmeralda looking in her direction.

"Come on out and let's have a look at you," she said.

Despite herself, Brenda couldn't control her body and waded through the throngs of hands pulling and feeling her naked body until she found herself in the center of the room, just in front of Cindy and Penny.

Esmeralda walked up to the woman and pulled back her robe, exposing a large tit and fat nipple. Brenda was about to tell the woman to go to hell, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't help but wrap it around the nipple and suck deeply. Several ounces of warm milk bathed Brenda's tongue. She drank deeply until Esmeralda pulled her tit away, leaving Brenda standing there shocked and on weak legs.

Esmeralda looked closely at the woman, evaluating what she had to work with and what she'd need to do to get the desired effect. Brenda was in her mid-thirties, about five feet six inches tall, with mousey brown hair, glasses, and a little more fat around her belly and hips than she liked. On her ass and thighs she was growing cellulite. She had small tits and a hairy bush between her legs. She was beginning to gain weight easily since she sat behind a desk spending so much time working rather than exercising as she'd done in college.

Esmeralda walked closer to the woman, who was still dazed and trying to wrap her mind around what had just transpired. She felt drugged, unable to move or think clearly, even though every nerve in her body was telling her to run.

"Thank you so much for coming, my dear. I sense that at one time you were something of an athlete. Well, tonight is your lucky night. I have to warn you, this is going to be a bit painful. But if you relax and don't fight it the pain will not be as great and the results will be worth it."

"Behold!" Esmeralda said to the crowd, then waved her arm and stepped to the side so everyone could see the helpless woman.

Brenda screamed as her body burned. She appeared to be rising from the floor. Every muscle in her body seemed to be on fire; they flexed and pulled. She screamed again and continued to rise from the floor. Her thighs flared and expanded, her abdominal muscles pulled tight and stretched, her tits grew, as did her arms and biceps, both swelling. The fat disappeared; her face became lean. Her hair lightened, becoming blonde, almost platinum. The bush between her legs lightened in color too, got progressively shorter and then disappeared, leaving her pussy bald and her clitoris peeking from between her labia. When Esmeralda was done, Brenda was a smaller, blonde version of Liz. Just a bit over six feet tall and looking like she'd compete well for a body building title.

The women cheered as Esmeralda turned the reporter around, showing off her buns of steel and broad shoulders. Unlike Liz, Brenda had grown a large set of D-cup breasts in the process. Esmeralda massaged and pulled on Brenda's new assets, causing the woman to shudder. She whispered in Brenda's ear, "I hope you like pussy, because you are going to have a lot of it tonight."

Brenda didn't understand what had happened to her, but she knew that she wasn't going to become a lesbian and told Esmeralda as much between breaths as she adjusted to her new body and as the pain dissipated.

"Are you sure?" Esmeralda asked the confused woman. "I think that not only are you a lesbian, but you are a butch dyke. Not only do you love the taste of pussy, but you love to fuck your women with your favorite strap-on. That's why you built this body. You're butch and love to fuck women and have your pussy eaten by them, too. Look at all those women, who will you fuck first?"

Brenda looked at the throng of naked female bodies to choose from and her pussy began to moisten as her nipples hardened. She saw several women she wanted and began to imaging having between her legs and shoving her strap-on in and out of their gushing pussies, she was almost drooling now.

"In a few minutes", Esmeralda said. 'But first, the main attraction..."

A spotlight was on Penny and Cindy who were now holding each other, helping one another to stand and trying to process what was happening around them.

"Perfect," Esmeralda thought, "They look like bookends, opposites, but still bookends." In a grand gesture to the crowd she walked past the two, looking back and forth and finally addressed the two women clinging to each other.

"Step apart my dears. This will be a little painful at first, but I promise you it will be worth it," Esmeralda told Penny and Cindy. The two reluctantly let go of each other, finding their balance, stood still, bracing themselves for what was to come.

Suddenly both women felt their muscles warm and a sheen of sweat cover them, both started to rise from the floor, screaming as the pain racked their bodies. They slowly grew, two, three, five, seven inches both in their legs and torso. When they stopped growing they screamed again as their arms grew longer to match their new height. They were panting now, trying to catch their breath. Looking at each other, not quite grasping what had happened, until they felt weight on their chests and watched as each other's breasts grew in size and shape, first outwardly, then filling in above and below, going from tiny B-cups to DDs. Each watched in astonishment, capping their newly enhanced tits were wide crinkly areoles and large hard nipples.

Their long legs were sculpted perfectly as they rose up to their equally perfect asses. Their pussies were bald and each had a shaped and enlarged, hooded clitoris just peeking out between two large lips. Finally, their abdominal muscles were tightened and stretched and the pain finally slowly faded. Together they each one letting out a heavy sigh, thinking the ordeal was over. They were stunned again as they watched each other's hair quickly grow down past their shoulders and down their backs. Cindy's hair was now a bright blonde while Penny's had turned a dark shiny black.

Blush, eyeliners and lip gloss appeared on each face, mirroring its opposite, and permanently pink nails appeared on dainty feet and hands, completing the visual effect. Esmeralda admired her work, but decided she wasn't finished yet; this was to be her masterpiece. She enhanced each woman's sensitivity in her pussy, clitoris and nipples. Then she tied them to each other; what one felt the other would also. She would make these two beautiful women lesbian sluts; they would crave sex with other women. Never would they even entertain the thought of sex with men.

Esmeralda walked up to Cindy, who was now just a few inches shorter than her, and pulled her mouth into hers. Cindy leaned into the kiss and when Esmeralda dipped her hand into Cindy's ripe pussy she moaned into the mouth attached to hers. Penny squealed with delight and almost fell to her knees as she felt fingers on her clit. Of course she was now feeling the same touches that Cindy felt.

Breaking free of Cindy's embrace, Esmeralda took a few steps to where Penny stood. Pulling her to her mouth, she kissed the young woman, and then slapped her ass hard. She was kept quiet by the sensuous kiss, but Cindy yelped in surprise and rubbed her stinging left ass cheek.

Esmeralda smiled, then hefted Penny's right breast to her mouth and sucked on the ripe nipple.

"Oooh, mmm..." came the response in stereo from both women.

Then, stepping away from the two still dazed women, she stood them straight and turned them to the audience. Like a magician she waved her hand before them in a grand gesture and bowed as the women applauded.

"And now, ladies," she paused as Liz emptied a large box of sex toys in front of them, "feel free to enjoy each other's company. Soon, there will no longer be a need to return to those men you keep. Let the orgy begin!"

All the women roared into action as if coming out of a dream. Some turned to one another and began to kiss and run their hands over each other, while some moved to the pile of sexual toys, selecting the one that suited their mood, while others simply grabbed the nearest tit or pussy and began to pleasure its owner.

Penny and Cindy seemed to come out of their daze long enough to admire the other's new body, but before they could embrace, they were interrupted by Liz who was wearing a large strap-on dildo. She pulled Penny away. Before Cindy could protest, Brenda took Cindy by the hand, and falling to the floor, pulled Cindy on top of her. Their eyes met for a moment. There was an understanding that passed between them and Cindy's mouth was lowered to Brenda's waiting bald pussy.

Soon the house was full of the sounds of women being pleasured and finding pleasure. Esmeralda had two neighbors worshiping her body, one working her way up from her feet while the other lapped at her mighty breasts. She was a pretty housewife, blonde, with nice breasts, Esmeralda noticed as she let her hands roam the woman's body. She stopped with a start when she reached her swollen belly. The woman looked up at her.

"My dear, are you pregnant?" she asked.

"Yes, mistress," she replied, realizing that this may be a problem, yet hoping that she'd let it pass.

"Do you know the sex of your unborn child?"

Her maternal instincts kicked in and despite her loyalty she knew how she'd respond, which was a mistake. "Yes mistress, it's a girl."

"Really, how lucky for you. Here, nurse on my breasts like you will soon be nursing your daughter. But before you do, tell me how you managed to get yourself pregnant, when your instructions were to have no intimacy with men?"

She looked at her mistress, worrying that she'd be punished and began to plead. "My husband is a big man, and he insisted that we...we have relations. I tried to resist but he is most insistent. He no longer hits me now that I am with child. Please don't be angry with me, mistress." She was in tears now. She'd thrown her husband under the bus, not that he didn't deserve it. He did abuse her and its still rape even when you are married.

"There, there. You mustn't cry. Everything will be alright," Esmeralda said as she lifted her enormous tit to the young woman. "Here, suck on my tit and all will be well."

The young woman took the big nipple into her mouth and began to suck. Within a few moments warm milk began to flow and she drank it down in great gulps.

"Mmmm, that's a good girl. Everything will be just fine now. Your male child will become a girl now and she will grow up to be a butch dyke. She will have many submissive lesbian sluts at her disposal. Drink, I will make everything alright. I have something special in mind for a husband who rapes his wife."

Brenda didn't think she'd felt anything so good before in her life. Sure, she'd messed around in college with a few of her girlfriends, but it was nothing like this. This slut Cindy knew her way around a pussy; she had brought Brenda off twice already and was close to a third time. "She needs a good fucking for her trouble," Brenda thought, before continuing, "As soon as I recover from my next climax, I'm going to don the strap-on I have, and fuck her silly."

Cindy couldn't believe all the pussy in the house. She was so lucky. She really loved sucking pussy, almost as much as having her pussy sucked. This dyke was awesome; she loved her hard body and big tits, and she couldn't wait to sample them. Then she began to feel something large and hard in her pussy. But there was nothing there. The feeling was getting stronger, and stronger. She was beginning to pant as she tried to bring her lover off again, but it was too much. She raised her mouth from the snatch in front of her and howled as she trembled and came, not understanding how, but being unable to resist.

Several feet away Penny was bent over a chair, her lovely massive tits swaying from side to side as Liz pounded her from behind with the huge strap-on dildo as she held her ass in place. She too was screaming as she came over and over again. She'd never come like this before and she loved every minute of it.

All over the house were scenes like this. Neighbors, who in some cases didn't speak to one another, were now curled into classic sixty nines and drinking each other's juices. A blonde woman and a Middle Eastern looking woman were working a double sided dildo in and out of each other while two other women stood over them and let them eat their pussies while they kissed and fondled each other.

~~~

John rang the doorbell out of courtesy; he was used to entering unannounced, but since Candace had Linda staying with her and he didn't know what back-story she'd created, he'd error on the side of caution.

"John!" Candace said as she opened the door. "I didn't expect to see you again so soon," she said as Linda walked by the foyer naked, carrying a basket full of clean clothes.

"Apparently, not," he laughed, causing Candace to turn around in time to see the naked maid bounding up the stairs.

She blushed, "Oh, that. I was just having a little bit of fun." She was worried that he might be annoyed with her.

"It's time," he said, and a serious look came over his face. She understood. This maid thing was just temporary.

"What are you going to do to her?"

"That depends...," he said as he walked into the den. He smelled the food she'd prepared and continued into the kitchen, lifting the lids on a few of the pots, taking in the marvelous aroma. "...on what she tells me."

Linda saw the two talking and jiggled into the room, eagerly greeting John. "Hello John. Good to see you. Are you hungry? We have plenty. Don't we mistress?"

John looked at Candace and she drew back a little bit but didn't react.

"No, Linda. Thank you, but not now."

John wasn't sure how he was going to do this, but he needed to get some answers. Then he was going to claim his right and fuck this former mistress. He would decide what to do with her after he'd learned all that he could.

"Have a seat, Linda," he said. She turned her apron around so that her pussy was now exposed and her apron covered her rear hole, and sat on the couch.

"Linda," he said, looking deep into her eyes. "You are not a maid; you are not a hostess at a restaurant. You are the former Mistress of the Ring of Vengeance. All your memories are now restored."

The innocent cheery maid was replaced by a brooding defeated adversary. Candace was amazed by the transformation as she watched from behind John.

"I named you Linda del Rio in my haste. What is your real name?"

"Well, you got half of it right. It is Linda Espinosa," she spat. "What do you want?"

"I want to know what you know. I can take it from you, but that might damage your mind."

"What do I care? You've already doomed me, just kill me and get it over with."

"There are far worse things than death, I assure you. You could become an old bag lady with a decaying body and a partial memory of what you once were, unable to change your situation."

Linda remembered Dinah hanging on the wall of her home and she saw the images John had projected into her mind. She shuddered with new fear.

"Okay! I understand. Please take the images away. I will tell you all you want to know."

Linda told John in great detail how she and Esmeralda were sisters in the sisterhood against men. Their mission was to create a true sisterhood and overthrow male rule. The Master of the Ring of Power was the only one standing in their path. She went on to explain the orgies at Dinah's house and how taking April was probably the biggest blunder in all of history. It wasn't known that she was John's; it was merely an unlucky coincidence.

After nearly an hour of talking Linda was done and John was satisfied, at least in that moment. John stood, and said, "That only leaves one thing." He'd decided what he would do with her. She remained seated and lowered her head.

"Linda, I am not going to kill you, or turn you into a bag lady." Linda looked up and brightened slightly, waiting for the other shoe to drop. "I am going to fuck you silly."

Linda smiled and said, "You know I am a lesbian, right? So, you are going to rape me?"

"Well, I guess it could be called rape in a manner of speaking. In a 'to the victor go the spoils', sort of way," John said. "But the part about being a lesbian, how sure are you that you're a lesbian?"

Linda looked up at him curiously. "I am a lesbian," she thought, "I've always been a lesbian, haven't I?"

She looked at John and tried to imagine what he looked like naked. She wondered about the size of his cock, its length and girth, what it would feel like in her pussy and how much she missed the presence of a man.

She was panting now. Her pussy was wet and ready for cock, John's cock, the Master of the Ring of Power. She was in heat.

John's clothes magically disappeared and he stood before her, his erect ten inch cock pointing to the ceiling, throbbing.

"It's beautiful," Linda said. "Please, will you fuck me? I need you to fuck me. Tell me you will fuck me with that mighty cock. I'll do anything you want. Please."

John smiled and thought to himself, "not exactly rape."

"Okay, Linda I will fuck you, but I have to tell you that the longer I fuck you the dumber you will become. If you come, then you will become a dumb bimbo slut that loves to fuck and will do whatever she's told. You will not remember anything but the bag lady image if you get out of line and disobey the rules I give you afterwards. Do you agree to these terms?"

Linda didn't consciously hear anything after John said that he would fuck her. She spread her legs slightly and her pussy seemed to open on its own, like a flower greeting the morning sunshine.

John extended his hand and Linda stood and bent over the couch, giving John her luscious ass. Without any fanfare, John pushed his huge cock into the former Mistress and began to fuck her with long hard slow strokes. With each stroke, Linda became a little dumber. Little by little the worries that she had lifted and she was literally being fucked silly. She grunted and groaned, she cooed and moaned. She was getting very close to coming and was making all kinds of silly sounds as John continued to fuck the helpless woman. When she came she screamed loudly for several minutes making Candace almost wishing she were in her place. Then John let loose a massive amount of cum into her.

When he was done, John pulled out his cock. It was covered in cum, and two inches longer and thicker than it had been when he'd put it in. Linda was giggling to herself as she hugged her tits with a goofy look on her once intelligent face.

Candace was immediately on her knees and waited for John to acknowledge her before taking his cock in her hands and cleaning him off. She was drawn to her Master as all his women are, having witnessed his powerful cock. She longed to have it inside her, but she had to wait. He wasn't through with Linda yet.

"Linda," John called. He sighed and called again, finally getting her attention.

"What's your name?"

She frowned and thought about it for a minute and said, "Cumbucket," then giggled so hard her tits jiggled tantalizingly.

"Your name is Linda. You will answer to it when called." His stern tone captured her attention.

"Candace is going to help you take care of yourself. She has experience with women like you. You are to do what she tells you to do, otherwise..." An image of the bag lady appeared in her silly mind causing her to stiffen and understand.

John inserted his ring finger into her sopping pussy and affixed a sapphire. It would help Candace and he keep track of the new bimbo should she stray, much like they had been able to kept track of Rachel Woods, Candace's ex-supervisor at the hospital who had made her life rather difficult and whom John had turned into a bimbo before making her one of his agents.
When he removed his finger, he slipped it into Linda's mouth. Her lips immediately locked around it and she sucked it clean. When she looked up, John was dressed and ready to leave.

"Candace, it looks like you have your work cut out for you. Your quota just doubled."

Candace looked at the newly made bimbo, John's cum leaking out of her pussy and then back at where John had been standing, but he was gone. Not knowing what else to do, Candace knocked Linda on her back and began licking John's delicious cum from Linda's pussy, savoring the butterscotch flavor.

~~~

As the orgy began to wind down, Esmeralda walked among her women, her sisters, admiring their satiated smiles and lingering kisses. It was almost time to return them to their homes. In the time between their next gatherings they would have the support of their lovers. They would soon be instructed to meet in small groups of threes or fours whenever possible, to engage in the lesbian sex they'd come to perfect in Dinah's mansion. These bonds would be stronger than their family bonds. The sisterhood would come first, their loyalty to her foremost in their minds and hearts.

With those thoughts in her mind she couldn't help but think about her sister and lover Linda. Her heart grew heavy as she didn't really know what had happened to Linda, or how she had met her demise.

Sensing her mistress' and partner's melancholy, Liz extricated herself from the tiny Asian woman and pale brunette whom were attending to her, one on her enlarged breasts, the other licking clean the recently used phallus she still wore.

"What is troubling you?" Liz asked as her large breasts retreated back into her chest leaving just the long nipples protruding.

"I was just remembering a past lover, Linda. She was taken from me, and..." Esmeralda paused, realizing a truth that had previously been hidden. She studied Liz carefully for a few minutes. "So, he didn't kill her." She looked more deeply into Liz's eyes, looking for and then finding the answer. "He has hidden her, but you have revealed her to me. Thank you Liz, sweetheart, you've been a great comfort to me. The time is nearing for our sisters to return to their drab lives. Gather the new ones and let us meet at the door to send them off."

Liz found Penny still engaged in last minute play between the legs of a skinny Mexican-American woman who was coming, singing out in Spanish the joys of her pleasures. Liz waited a moment, and then motioned for Penny to follow her. Standing swiftly, Penny was still not used to her new stature and additional curves. She jiggled lewdly and hurried behind Liz.

Brenda had a tall African American woman with close-cropped hair pinned to the couch. She used her strap-on, like she was born with it, to bring the woman off again. She roughly twisted one of the woman's nipples and pulled out of her rapidly, the dildo swaying back and forth like a real cock. Brenda saw Liz waiting, so she pulled the cock off and tossed it to the woman who caught it, and began to suck on it, licking up her own juices. Brenda flexed her muscles, stiff from all the recent activity, and stomped after Liz, and Penny, who was having trouble walking. She seemed near another phantom climax.

When they found Cindy she was underneath a very large blonde woman, eating her pussy as if it were her last meal. The large blonde's face was twisted as the beginnings of her climax began to manifest. Cindy had her hands in the pussies of two other women, a small bronzed blonde and a gothic looking brunette. They were lying there, letting Cindy slowly warm up their pussies as if they were next to ride on Cindy's tongue.

"Sorry ladies, but she is needed elsewhere," Liz said. The big blonde climbed off Cindy, who gasped in a huge breath, now that she was able to breathe normally. Cindy found her footing, wiggling as she stood. Like Penny, she wasn't yet accustomed to her new dimensions, but was obviously enjoying them. The four women joined Esmeralda in the foyer just as the house became silent, all the other women going back into their trances. They stood and proceeded to the front door where Esmeralda was waiting.

"I am sorry my sisters but our time has come to an end," Esmeralda announced. "I have new instructions for you. As before, you are not to have sex with your men, but you are to choose one or two of your sisters to have sex with as often as you can. I will let you choose. You may have sex together as two or three. You will tell your men privately that you are gay and no longer interested in them, or any other males. If they catch you with your lovers, that's fine. They are to leave you alone. If they interfere, you will all teach them a physical lesson about violating your privacy. Publically, you will deny your new status and blame your man's frustration with his inability make you come," she told the women, who merely blinked and accepted the new directives.

"It is time to leave," Esmeralda commanded. The women came forward, one by one, to kiss Esmeralda's ring. Liz, Penny, Brenda and Cindy stood side by side, two on each side of the door, to kiss, hug, and caress their sister's genitals as they left. The sisters left as naked as they had arrived, but now reeking of sex, their hair messed up, and faces with smeared makeup. As the long line of women exited the house, after walking several yards they began to break off into groups of twos and threes as they had been told. Their small groups stayed together until they reached one's home, then they kissed deeply and returned inside their homes.

Donna Brown watched from her secluded bedroom window, worried that Brenda Stark wasn't among the women she'd seen.

~~~

George Wilson was a new man. At sixty-eight years old he had the stamina of a twenty-one-year-old. Although he was an outlier, having kept his body in outstanding shape, he still had to contend with the normal aches and pains a man of his age had to expect. Despite his physical condition, injuries still took longer to heal, until now.

Undergoing John's treatment for new agents had reset his clock; all the old body aches and pains were gone. On any normally-built person, John's tweaking resulted in a well-built individual. Because of George's existing conditioning however, John's enhancing treatment transformed his physique into one just shy of a bodybuilder's. He was lean, muscular, and with just a hint of grey at his temples, gave off a fatherly figure charm that women loved.

He was speechless when he examined his equipment. His previously average-sized cock was now a monster at ten inches and as thick as his wrist. He was now able to come at will and last indefinitely. With his experience he quickly became a favorite among the women in his class and was even able to show his instructors a trick or two.

The Alpha Class, as they became known, had an incredible orgy after their enhancements. Imagine if you can, all the women enhanced to give and enjoy sex to the utmost and the men, also enhanced, able to control their ejaculations and with the stamina of eighteen-year-old horny boys. It was pretty intense for several hours until they burned themselves out. When they were done, they'd collected enough sexual energy to transfer. They were taught how to do so by their trainers. Most found it a relief to do; the feeling was interesting to say the least. Finally, assignments were handed out and quotas assigned. The USS Nimitz had just arrived at the Alameda Naval Base. This was their last test before being released. They were allowed to sleep in but needed to be out working by the following evening.

~~~

With the neighborhood women returned to their homes, Esmeralda gathered her disciples together to plan her rescue of her sister Linda Espinosa.

She easily learned where the Martins lived; they wouldn't be expecting the attack. Who knows, I might capture one or two more converts, Esmeralda thought. She looked at the women. Although Penny and Cindy were now lesbian sluts, they would prove useful in an assault, if for nothing more than a distraction. Liz and Brenda would fight fiercely if necessary. Looking at the two still naked muscular women, Brenda looked like a champion female bodybuilder, tanned blonde with ample breasts hanging off her chest just asking to be fondled. Liz looked more like a man since she was both bigger, and as she wasn't aroused, her tits were sucked back into her muscular chest. She looked like a male champion, minus the male equipment.

But Esmeralda's thoughts returned to Brenda, she needed to learn more about this party crasher. Who was she before and why is she here?

She dismissed Liz, Penny, and Cindy who were idly playing with each other, to focus on her latest doll.

"Come here Brenda," she beckoned. "Did you enjoy yourself tonight?"

"Oh yes," the newly converted butch lesbian said as she looked deeply into her mistress's eyes, hoping for some one on one time together.

"That's good; I am pleased to hear that," Esmeralda told the young woman as she picked up Brenda's hand and began to caress it. "You are completely loyal to me now aren't you?"

"Yes, of course, mistress. How could I be anything less? Thank for this marvelous gift, this body I could never have imagined having. And tonight was wonderful, I never knew loving a woman could be so," she paused looking for just the right word, "...so fulfilling."

"That is wonderful news. I am so happy to hear you say that, my dear." Esmeralda pulled the young woman closer, now caressing her entire arm. Brenda's pussy was beginning to moisten. "Tell me about who you were before we met and why you crashed my little party. Don't be afraid, you aren't in any trouble; I just need to understand any loose ends we need to tie up. And tell me everything I need to know, the truth is so important to me."

"Well, I am a reporter for the San Jose Mercury Newspaper, and I was working on a lead that naked women were roaming the streets of this quiet neighborhood." Brenda went on to tell her about Donna Brown, and that her editor thought the woman was nuts but allowed her to put no more than a day into the research, and no more, unless she turned up something significant.

"Of course," Benda said, "I will tell my editor it was a waste of my time, but what can I do about Mrs. Donna Brown?"

"Don't worry about her. I will take care of Donna Brown," Esmeralda said. She pulled Brenda closer to her and kissed the woman, softly at first and then with more passion.

Brenda moaned into the kiss. She was so excited; her pussy was dripping and she was panting when the kiss ended.

"Let's retire to the master bedroom, I think you deserve a little more of my personal attention," Esmeralda told the woman, and pulled her to her feet. She admired her handiwork; Brenda's body was flawless. On the way to the bedroom, they passed Liz and the other two women. They were knotted together, legs, arms, and heads twisted, sucking on pussies and tits. It was hard to see what belonged to whom.

"Enjoy yourselves girls, but don't stay up too late. We have important business to attend to tomorrow morning."

It was a curious thing for Liz; sex with Penny and Cindy was weird. What she did to one the other seemed to feel and vice versa. She wore out the two very quickly; she had wanted to add her favorite strap-on dildo, but the other two were already exhausted. Instead, she found a blanket and the three cuddled up with each other, falling into a deep and restful sleep.

In the master bedroom Esmeralda and Brenda had arranged themselves into a classic sixty-nine. For the next several minutes they ate each other's pussies until each screamed and climaxed. They got off three times before they too drifted off to sleep.

~~~

When Candace and Linda returned home the sun was rising and normal people were heading to work, some dropping their kids off to school on the way. Linda was walking funny, having taken on several of the hot college guys at once. She was surprised to learn how much she loved double penetration.

Candace too had had several lovers at a time, but although no stranger to anal sex, avoided DP unless she was really horny.

"Linda, you are filthy, you need to take a shower and then get some sleep. Shower first, then sleep, do you understand?" Because of her experience with Rachel she knew that the bimbo mind couldn't hold two thoughts very well. "Never mind," she said as she looked at the puzzled look on the dumb woman's face. "Come with me, we'll just shower together. But no funny business, I am too tired and need to get some rest."

"Okey dokey," Linda said, already removing her clothes and dropping them to the floor as she walked to the master bathroom.

Candace pulled her dress over her head, leaving her completely naked. A long time ago she had given up on wearing panties and a bra if she was working. It was mostly because she usually ended up losing them as a trophy, and after a while replacing them became a little annoying.

Candace entered the shower as Linda had fully lathered up. Candace made sure she washed her two holes well, and had her douche too, before she cleaned herself off. Just as she was finishing up, Linda discovered her pussy again and was rubbing one out, when she caught Candace's attention. "This bimbo is insatiable," she thought. Her actions got Candace worked up. "Okay," she thought to herself. "Come here Linda, my pussy needs a little attention." Candace sat back on the shower seat as Linda came over and found her pussy waiting. She was very good at eating pussy and Candace didn't last very long. She soon flooded Linda's mouth with her juices, the bimbo eagerly drinking the tasty liquid.

Finally sated, both women crawled into bed exhausted and quickly went to sleep.

~~~

Esmeralda was up early considering how late everyone had stayed up. It was just a little after 10am when she roused her soldiers. She planned to simply ring the doorbell and overpower whoever answered the door, then find her sister.

She had easily picked the address from Liz's unconscious mind and promptly the five women were pulling up in front of the Martin home in Dinah's Mercedes.

Liz rang the doorbell. Both Linda and Candace were still in bed asleep. Liz rang the bell again. Candace pulled her pillow over her head but the ringing persisted.

Esmeralda told Liz that they were home and still in bed, asleep. Liz continued to ring the bell. Finally, Candace dispatched Linda to answer the door and get rid of whoever it was.

After Linda left, Candace bolted upright. She realized too late that the bimbo would likely answer the door nude and let whoever it was into her home. She got up quickly and searched for her robe. After several precious seconds she found it and ran down the stairs to find the five women standing in her foyer.

Esmeralda addressed Candace as she descended the stairs, before she could ask who they were and what they wanted.

"So good of you to join us," she said. "Did you have a late night? What sort of hostess are you?"

Candace was really annoyed and grouchy since she hadn't gotten enough sleep and was yet to have her morning coffee. She attempted to use her mind control power on the redhead Amazon.

"You need to leave, now."

Esmeralda laughed. "You're going to have to do better than that, my dear." She turned to Liz. She didn't need to say anything. Liz sprang forward and easily pinned Candace's arms behind her to the point of making her scream at the sharp pain. She had been caught off guard. The woman looked like a giant version of Elizabeth, but she knew that couldn't be right.

Linda jumped up and down clapping her hands, still very much naked, her breasts bouncing wildly about, "Goody. Playtime!"

Esmeralda looked at her sister closely for the first time since their arrival. The dumb look on her face told her that she'd been altered. Then she saw the sapphire attached to her vulva. She swore silently and reached out her hand towards Candace as if she was going to grip her throat, but didn't move. Candace was ripped from Liz's grip and suspended in mid-air a few feet off the floor in front of her.

"I know that you didn't do this," she looked towards the bimbo that once was the Mistress of the Ring of Vengeance, "but I am holding you responsible."

~~~

John could feel the surge of strength flowing from the ring into his body. Although he had only added twenty new agents and their contributions were still small, his strength was increasing exponentially. He was now stronger than at any time before and he still had the day's transfers to come in.

Then he felt terrible fear coming from Candace and he knew it was time to spring his trap.

~~~

It was effortless for Esmeralda to strip Candace of her robe. She held the helpless agent naked in front of her and saw the diamond sparkling from her pussy. "Of course, you are one of his. Well no matter, I have corrupted one; I can take care of you too." She nodded to Liz.

Candace realized that the big woman was indeed her friend and lover, Elizabeth. The new Liz frightened her.

"Oh you should be frightened. I am not going to be as generous with you," Esmeralda spat, but before she could take any action, there was a loud noise that sounded like thunder and a bright flash. Everyone stopped to look at the tempest. When it dissipated, John was standing in its place. He made a gesture towards Esmeralda, which had the effect of cancelling her hold on Candace. She fell the few feet to the floor, where she rolled and jumped forward, pulling Linda with her and trying to evacuate the room. But before she could, she was stopped by Brenda who quickly cut off her path to the back of the house.

Esmeralda quickly recovered and sent Penny and Cindy at John. The bookend sluts rushed John. He recognized them just before he was going to stun them, and instead hit them both with strong orgasms, and then instructed them to pleasure each other. They screamed loudly in unison, then began moaning and panting in the grips of their powerful shared climax.

That caught Liz's attention and she moved to defend her mistress. She ran hard towards John, ready to hit him with a tackle. John sensed her intentions and realized it was his agent. He simply dematerialized and Liz tackled thin air, landing on the floor and knocking a lamp over in the process. When he rematerialized he was behind Esmeralda and threw a mental net over her. She screamed and frantically extended her hands to protect herself, bolts of electricity shot from her finger tips in a futile effort to release her from the quickly closing bobble that enclosed her and neutralized her power. Soon it was around her like an aurora less than a half inch surrounding her before it penetrated her body.

Brenda, witnessing what was happening, left Candace and Linda to aid her mistress. Liz too was on her feet again and trying to figure out what to do.

John looked at them coming from opposite sides and whispered, "Sleep." Both Amazons collapsed to the floor.

John lifted Esmeralda off her feet much as she'd held Candace earlier. He looked her over and said, "So you are the Mistress of Ring of Truth." Esmeralda struggled as she gripped the invisible hand that was attached to her throat. "Oh, you may speak if you are able."

She remained silent, kicking her legs back and forth trying to get free. Linda rushed forward looking up at her one time sister and lover and said, "Strip her naked and then we can all play."

John thought it a good idea, stripping her of her clothing. In a flash she was naked, helpless, and afraid.

John looked at the ring on her finger; it had to be the Ring of Truth. John tightened his grip cutting off her air and Esmeralda collapsed.

John sliced off her ring finger, levitated it to himself and removed the Ring of Truth, putting it in his pocket. He then reattached her finger and flung the former Mistress to the couch where she remained unconscious.
The threat neutralized, Candace rushed to John and into his embrace. "Are you alright?" he asked.

"I am now. But had you been a minute later, I am not sure I would be able to say that." She looked at the two sleeping Amazons. "If that's Elizabeth, who's this other one," Candace asked as she looked down at the two.

She had just finished her sentence and Penny and Cindy began screaming once more as their mutual pleasure overcame them all over again.

Candace walked the short distance to the lesbian sluts and asked, "Could that be Cynthia Ashe? I don't recognize the other one."

"It appears that our former Mistress liked making alterations to her women," John said. "Let's see what we have here." John walked over to where the Amazons slept. Linda however, was curious about the large redhead on the couch and moved in for a closer look.

John looked at the blonde; in a flash of light her clothes were removed. He was impressed by what he saw. "Esmeralda seems to be into bodybuilders. I have to admit, I find it kind of appealing as long as it isn't overdone." He looked down at Brenda; she was beautiful and with her body relaxed she looked very feminine. He woke her. She sat up and flexed her muscles. "What the fuck have you done with my clothes?" she yelled. She tried to get up, but couldn't. "It's a good thing you have immobilized me cause I was gonna knock you out."

John and Candace looked at each other and said in unison, "Butch dyke."

"What about it?"

"What's your name?" John said. "By the way, you can't lie to me, even if you don't consciously know the truth."

"My name is Brenda, Brenda Stark," she told him. "What have you done to my mistress?"

"Never mind that, I am asking the questions," John said. "How long have you been one of Esmeralda's amazons?"

"Not long, not yet twenty four hours," she said without emotion. "I love her. She's been so good to me. Look at this body she gave me," clearly emotional now.

"And what did you do before you were induced into doing your mistress's bidding?"

"I'm a reporter for the San Jose Mercury News. I was investigating reports of naked women walking through a rich Palo Alto neighborhood and having wild lesbian orgies. I crashed their party and got caught. Then she changed me. Look at me. Am I not beautiful?"

John couldn't argue with her, she was stunning. "And have you always been gay?" he asked.

She frowned. "No, but if it's the price for this body I will gladly pay it and more." She surprised herself with her answer. "I love women."

"Of course you do. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, not for a while now," she looked at Candace and licked her lips. Candace smiled.

John said, "Well, you're not a lesbian anymore. You like men just as much as before. If you want to continue to have sex with women, well that's your prerogative."

Brenda realized that John was right. She no longer felt attracted to Esmeralda or Candace. She began to ponder the last several hours. She had enjoyed the orgy and learning how to please a woman, but she did hope to one day marry and have children.

"Can I keep this body?"

John thought about it for a while before answering. "How different is this from the way you used to look?"

"Night and day," she confessed. "I am much taller now and although my face hasn't changed, I don't look anything like I used to." She was sad as she realized that in order to return to her life she'd have to return to her former body.

John read her mind and said, "Let's not decide anything just now; I may have a better offer for you. Oh, you can get up now."

Brenda climbed to her feet and moved around the room with grace that John didn't expect from the muscular woman. He smiled as he watched Brenda move about the room, her very feminine breasts jiggling as she walked. While looking for her clothes she occasionally watched Penny and Cindy, their moans continuing as they persisted in pleasuring each other.

Linda watched Esmeralda as she lay unconscious. She poked her a few times on her forehead, but Esmeralda didn't move. She pushed her a little and she rolled over on her back, her legs spread open obscenely much to Linda's delight.

It was time to wake Elizabeth. John knew that she'd been changed. The physical changes were apparent. She was almost a foot taller and very muscular. Her beautiful long hair was gone and in its place she wore something that looked like what Wesley Snipes wore in one of the "Blade" movies. John had taken care to protect her mind; he hoped that it had been enough.

He stripped her naked and saw the gold rings that were preventing her diamond from functioning properly. He carefully removed them. There was a flash of light from the jewel and it once again glowed brightly. Despite her diamond being crippled and only partially functioning it continued to collect all the sexual energy she'd been exposed to and generated. She was full and needed to discharge and transfer it to him.

John stared at Liz's brawny chest and the rest of her muscular body; this was what he had meant about overdoing it. Elizabeth's beautiful and perfect breasts were gone. She had now only a pair of long nipples. She looked like a man until you looked at her lower abdomen and pussy. It was too much. He looked into her mind and saw the lies that Esmeralda had told her. He couldn't put it off any longer. He woke her and sat her in a chair he'd pulled from the kitchen.

"What the fuck! Where's my clothes you asshole." She tried to move but couldn't. "What have you done to me? Why can't I move?" She was putting forth a lot of effort and her muscles expanded greatly. She'd hurt herself soon if she didn't stop; veins were clearly visible from her large biceps.

"Relax," John said and Liz relaxed, not sure why she had.

"What's your name?"

"Liz," she said, clearly not willing to volunteer information.

"No, your name is Elizabeth, Elizabeth Brooks. You work for me and went undercover. I am here to restore your memory and return you to your normal self."

"What? You are mistaken, boy. Let me go and I will show you just how mistaken you are."

John looked into her mind and saw that his protection was still in place; Esmeralda had bent the clone mind he had left for her as a decoy. All he needed to do was lift the clone mind out and the primary mind would be intact. All the memories of what had happened over the last few days would still be there, but nothing of Esmeralda's mental commands. He concentrated and removed the cloned mind.

Immediately John saw Elizabeth's eyes soften and she recognized him. "John," she took in a deep breath of air and let it out. "I thought you'd never get back here and free me from that bitch." She leaned in to hug him very tightly.

Although her firm grip didn't hurt him, he let out a playful squeal and said, "Ouch! Looks like I'm going to need to do something about your touch, what with all those extra muscles."

Elizabeth chuckled for a moment, remembering that her entire appearance had been changed. "Don't worry about the other stuff, but the bitch took my breasts away unless I was aroused. And look what she did to my hair. I would like to have my hair back, please. I look like Wesley Snipes, with style."

John paused. "Really, you have no tits unless you're aroused? I'd like to see how that works." Before Elizabeth could protest, John stimulated her, like someone was licking her pussy, and she went from zero to very aroused immediately. John watched as her breasts began to grow out from her chest, the long pointy nipples leading the way. When they stopped growing they were something to marvel at. They were large, but not too large for her new body. John found the concept an interesting one; but he knew he could do a better job.

Panting, and on the edge of coming, Elizabeth said, "Can you either fuck me, allow me to come, or stop this stimulation."

"Oh sorry," he said, chuckling, and then Elizabeth came violently as John and Candace looked on.

Candace said, "I'll have what she's having," joking until John hit her with the same stimulation and she too began to shriek as she came.

John laughed loudly and soon they heard another woman screaming, announcing the arrival of her climax. It was Esmeralda, who had been awakened by Linda's talented tongue. John looked over at the two and they twisted into a sixty nine. He wasn't ready to deal with Esmeralda yet. So like Penny and Cindy they would continue to pleasure themselves until he stopped them.

John looked around the house. All the women were either coming down from a climax or working up to another with their partners, except Brenda, who like John was looking around the room trying to decide what to do with herself. She'd obviously become aroused too.

Knowing her thoughts and feeling playful, John hit her too with a "magical clitoris stimulation shot" and she lightly fell to her knees as she felt the effects of the stimulation.

John found Elizabeth recovered and asked her to stand so that he could repair Esmeralda's damage.

As she stood she asked, "Could you leave the height alone? I kind of like being tall." Her breasts were beginning to shrink back into her chest. She looked very strong and masculine.

"Anything else," John asked.

"I kind of like the muscles, but it's a little too much. Can you dial it back a little and fix my tits, lose the piercings and tattoos?"

John nodded and Elizabeth's retreating breasts stopped their withdrawal. He softened the muscular look a little and grew her breasts to match, they were perfectly symmetrical. John then changed her hair back to its former glory, adding a little more length and body, and giving it a little extra shine. He also gave Elizabeth the control that would allow her to easily style it any way she liked. All the piercings and tattoos were removed.

John looked at his work and was pleased. Elizabeth saw that he was done and walked over to the large mirror on the wall in the living room to admire his work and she sighed. She was beautiful once more, possibly more beautiful than before. Her naked body retained some of the muscular look, but she now looked very feminine. Her hair was a bit longer than she usually liked, but she had no complaints. She leaped into the air and squealed with delight, she was back, perhaps better than ever. "Elizabeth 2.0," she thought.

She thanked John with a kiss and then pulled away; he still had plenty of work to do. She joined Brenda and the two began to talk while admiring Elizabeth's corrections.

John called Penny and Cindy to him. They had both been cumming nonstop and had shed so much of their juices that they were in danger of becoming dehydrated as they squirmed on the wet floor.

They stood before John, their former mistress consumed in a sexual tryst with her long lost sister just to the right of them. Penny began to admonish John for what he'd done to their mistress, but when John removed Esmeralda's programming she fell silent. She looked around, recognized a few faces, shrugged, and walked away.

John looked at his business partner and his best friend's girlfriend, and before she could protest he removed Esmeralda's programming from her too.

She gasped, "Oh John, thank you for that, I couldn't help myself. Then she blushed and admitted, "I sort of love it a little though."

John explained that she could continue in any way she felt compelled to follow. No-one would judge her, and now the choice was hers. She smiled and kissed him on the cheek, then pulled him into a deep sensual kiss before catching herself afraid that she'd end up fucking him if he'd let her. She thanked him again and went off to join the other naked women, jiggling enticingly as she walked, hoping he was still watching.

John was left with only Linda and Esmeralda. They were still deeply engaged with one another, as Linda again got the best of her lover and former mistress.

"Enough," John said and waited.

The two women stopped and detangled themselves. Linda then stepped away, not wanting to anger her new master.

If Esmeralda was uncertain about her status while between Linda's legs, she was sure now. She felt different, plain, sad and weak. She did indeed no longer possess the Ring of Truth; she looked at her empty finger. However, she still had her dignity. "So now what," she asked John.

John smiled and said, "Ask Linda. You're going to get the same treatment."

Esmeralda looked at Linda and she said, "He's gonna fuck you, and he's gona fuck you silly. That's what he did to me. I used to be smart, no more." She paused and lost her focus, looking at her finger nails, "I have to fix these horrible nails."

"That's it, that's your plan. You're going to fuck me until I am as stupid as her?"

"Not exactly," John replied. "I like Linda, you, not so much. I am going to fuck you and while I am fucking you, I will absorb all your secrets. Then perhaps I'll turn you out on the streets where you'll become a cheap prostitute, selling your body to stay alive, with only a vague memory of who you used to be."

Esmeralda cringed. She hated men. She was a lesbian and she'd have no filthy cocks in her body. Then she realized that without the ring she had nothing and he was right, he could do with her as he wished.

John read her thoughts, and found an interesting kernel of information. "What is it about the credit bureaus, what do they have to do with anything?"

She paused, "Shit! He can read minds!" she thought. Then she said, "Nothing really. Just thinking of my FICO scores and trying to distract you. Please don't turn me into a prostitute. I hate cocks and males. You know that is true since you can read my mind.

John wasn't fooled. "What do the three national credit bureaus: Experian, Equifax, and TransUnion have to do with anything?" he wondered. "What is she hiding?" He smiled a grin that worried Esmeralda, and then he said, "I could just pull it from your mind, of course there will be brain damage and I am not sure I could put you back together. The mind is a tricky thing. Oh, who am I kidding, you know this to be true."

That stung like a slap across her face, so she quickly obliged. "I don't know the details, but they aren't what they seem. They are fronts for the remaining two mistresses of the rings, the ring of Peace and the ring of Justice." She paused, wanting John to know that she was truly volunteering information. "There is something else, not well known. The meanings of the names of the remaining rings have been changed and altered over the years however, disguising their true meaning. It isn't peace, as in quiet and tranquility but piece as in a portion of the whole. And it isn't justice, as just behavior or treatment but 'just us' meaning the exclusion of all other," she said.

John understood now. This was one of the world's greatest secrets. The three national credit bureaus had a second, more nefarious game they were playing: to control the masses by controlling who and how much credit ordinary people could have and allow only those they wanted to become rich and wealthy. This was huge. He'd need to think on this one for a while.

"That was good information, Esmeralda. Perhaps you are worthy of keeping around after all. Let's find out what else you know."

John announced, "I am now going to fuck you silly, but not quite as silly as Linda. Oh, you'll still be a bimbo, but perhaps a bit smarter at times. But don't lose all hope. If you provide me with new and valuable information, over time I may consider lifting your punishment." He paused as his clothing magically disappeared. His cock was large, hard, pointing to the ceiling and looking angry.

"But, I am lesbian, I don't do cock," Esmeralda pleaded, knowing it wouldn't matter. She was embarrassing herself; she had relied on the power of her ring for too long. She took a deep breath, knowing that it would do her no good to fight, Esmeralda lay back on the plush carpet awaiting her fate.

"Are you sure?" John asked her as he spread her long legs and stared at her winking pussy, a pussy which no man had been in for several hundred years.

Esmeralda furrowed her brow as she thought about the question. "What was I thinking?" she thought. "I've wanted to try some man meat for a while now." She smiled. "If it isn't too much trouble, I would like it if you would fuck me; it's been far too long since I have been with a man," she revealed, her entire demeanor now changed.

"You understand that if I fuck you, with each stroke you will become more foolish and dimwitted. Your intelligence will still be there, you just won't be able to access it. On the other hand, whenever you have sex it will be glorious. Because of your love of cock, you will want it in all of your holes and your favorite, double penetration, you must have at least once a week. So are you sure you want me to fuck you?"

Esmeralda could only envision all the cocks she would get to suck and take in her ass and pussy. It would be glorious and she wanted glorious.

Before she could answer, John tempted her a little more,"...and you will love cleaning off a cock that has just been in a pussy or ass. Next to double penetration, that is your favorite. Can't you just taste the mixed juices?"

"Oh, please fuck me. I want it. I want it all." With her feet flat on the floor she spread herself open and began to play with her pussy, opening her folds, readying herself for her first cock in centuries.

John lowered himself, placing his cock at her opening. She was panting in anticipation. John lowered himself more and the head of his large ten inch cock slid just inside the mouth of her pussy. It was like their first kiss, as his tongue piercing her lips Esmeralda sighed with pleasure. John pushed in very slowly and Esmeralda's pussy yielded, opening to accept him. He was thick, intentionally. She was tight and she thought he was splitting her in half as he continued to slowly push forward. She moaned louder and John pushed a little faster until he hit bottom making Esmeralda squeal. He was balls deep now and he just stayed still for a moment, but increased his thickness, filling every centimeter of available space in her unused pussy. After what seemed to her an eternity, he slowly backed out. She was now gripping him tightly and she realized how right he was the feeling was wonderful. Why had she denied herself this pleasure for so long?

He pulled almost completely out, until only the tip remained inside her and she felt the void. Again a long wait, though only seconds really. Then he slowly pushed back in again.

"Ooohhh! Oooohhhh! That feels so good," Esmeralda screamed as John once again reached bottom and stopped. She was sweating; the anticipation was beginning to wear on her; only two strokes and she was like a bitch in heat. John again slowly retreated until he was almost completely out. Without warning he quickly shoved himself back in and pulled out just as fast. The shifting of gears caught her completely off guard and she began to scream as she came from being fucked by a man for the first time in centuries.

It was glorious. Her screams changed from "Ohhhh" to "Eeeee" as her voice became higher and higher-pitched as she became less and less intelligent. "He's fucking me and I love it! Fuck me, fuck meeee!"

John pounded her mercilessly for several minutes as Esmeralda sang of her pleasures. John probed her mind for all the information he could get from her, and when he decided she was dumb enough, he exploded inside her causing her to have her largest climax of the night. John withdrew, leaving her pussy dripping their combined juices, and Esmeralda babbling and drooling from her mouth. John turned her around. She saw his still hard cock covered in her juices and scrambled to her knees to clean him up.

Candace had been watching and saw John's cum dripping from Esmeralda's cunt going to waste, but before she could react, Linda slid between Esmeralda's spread legs and cleaned up her sister.
John pulled his cock from Esmeralda's mouth and patted her on her head. "Yes, you'll make a good bimbo slut." Esmeralda was pleased to hear that and clapped her hands saying, "Goody, thank you master." She stood when John pulled her up by her hand, leaving Linda licking air.

He turned her around, looking at her intently. She was a tall, living, redhead Barbie doll, which would have been fine under normal circumstances, but she needed to look more the part of a bimbo. She was over six feet tall, that was too tall. John reduced her height to 5'4", in an instant, her red hair lightened to a bright blonde and its length reduced to shoulder length. Her narrow hips grew almost to the size of her bust, her waist narrowed and her tits increased two cup sizes, until she was a double F.

Esmeralda giggled as John hyped up the sensitivity in her pussy, ass and nipples. It wouldn't take much for her to get off now.

"You love to wear clothes that show off your body, because you are a boy toy, and a bimbo slut," John told her, and it was true. Esmeralda felt a sting on her large ass and turned to see she had a tattoo. On her left ass cheek it was confirmed, "Bimbo Slut" in red bold letters.

Turning her around to inspect his work, John was pleased. He inserted his ring finger into her pussy and she squealed as he affixed a sapphire to her labia. "I think that as a name Esmeralda no longer fits," John said. "I think we shall call you Essy, from now on. What do you think?"

Essy clapped her hands and jumped up and down. "Me like."

"Essy, I have another surprise for you." John looked towards the foyer and Chance strolled into the room, shirt off and muscles rippling. "You remember Chance, don't you?"

Essy frowned. "Yeppers. I fucked him up when I was smart."

"That's right," Chance said. "And now I am going to fuck you up, with a little help from my friend." Dennis strolled into the room on cue. Essy's eyes went wide as she realized that she was going to get two cocks at once. She began clapping and jumping, her tits bouncing in every direction at once. As soon as Chance was close enough, Essy fell to her knees and fished out his enormous cock, then began to lick it like a lollipop before forcing it into her mouth and down her throat. Everyone was amazed that she was able to open her mouth wide enough and swallow the massive tool.

Dennis found Linda and she too fell to her knees following Essy's example. Both men realized that it would be a long day of fucking and were ready for any and everything.

Candace approached John and slipped into his arms. She seemed to mold herself into his body. "Have I sufficiently thanked you for saving me?" she asked, and kissed him deeply for several moments. When she broke the kiss she was breathless. John asked her to wait a bit longer; he needed to meet with Penny. He found her in the kitchen eating a sandwich.

"I hope this is okay, I was really hungry and needed to think," Penny told John as he approached.

"Sure it's fine. Are you okay?"

"Well John, let's see. I was abducted again and pulled back into your world. My body and mind was altered without my consent. I was turned into a lesbian slut and then finally released. What's worse is that I enjoyed it, all of it. Not being able to control myself, being transformed into this body of playboy playmate of the month. And having the best sex of my life, well it's just a lot to take in."

"I can make it all go away; make it like it never happened," John said.

"I know, just like before. But I keep getting dragged into this life. I am the one who was with Elizabeth when she was resurrected from certain death by pure coincidence when she encountered you at the bank and you unknowingly rejuvenated her. I followed her around like a little puppy then. After Esmeralda changed her into the dyke Liz, she came after me again. I don't know why or how she was able to find me, but she did."

John listened patiently.

"This isn't the life I wanted for myself. You endowed me with a few special gifts after you released me, I know that now. I was able to complete my undergrad work and now I am about to graduate with my PhD. I dreamed about meeting a nice man, teaching and working to help others, and finally marrying and raising a family. But now all that doesn't seem to matter as much, it all seems so small."

She took a breath. "I don't know what I want anymore. The sex, oh the sex, I've never had better and that was with women. I can only imagine what it will be like with men now, or perhaps both men and women together." Penny trembled as she thought of the possibilities.

John finally spoke. "Penny, it looks like you have a choice to make. I can guarantee that you will have the best sex ever and can continue to work in the field you've been training in, but there are a few don'ts. Although you can still associate with your family, you'll need to keep this life secret from them. You will live a long life and be free from sickness and diseases. You cannot marry or have children. I will be your master and you my agent. You'll have to have a lot of sex with a lot of different people to maintain your quota. Or I can make all this go away and you can return home unaware any of this ever happened."

"Until the next time I am pulled back into your world," Penny said. "I think I want this life, John, or it wants me, so, yes."

"Excellent!" John said, and gave her the "package", healing her body of any diseases present and future, the limited mind control ability, and enhancing her erogenous zones. He pulled her to her feet and inserting his ring finger into her pussy, implanted her diamond. When he removed his hand he noticed that her diamond was different than the others. It wasn't larger or brighter, but it was different somehow. He wondered if anyone else would notice it.

"Oh!" Penny said and a smile crossed her lips. That feels nice. "What was that?"

"Just giving you your diamond," John said.

"Really, it felt like something more," Penny said. "It felt really good. Perhaps it was just everything kicking in. I liked it."

John was a little surprised; none of his agents had ever reacted that way before. He'd ask Rocky about it later. Right now he was going to fuck Penny. "Are you ready? It's time to..."

"...to fuck? Oh yes, John Smith, my master, my lover, please put that monster in my pussy and make me scream your name." Penny bent over the table and spread her legs and John entered the black woman he'd long avoided.

"Oh my," she yelled as John slowly slid inside her velvet pussy. He wasn't as patient as he'd wanted to be. He bottomed out and she grunted. He repeated the action and they got into a rhythm. John was fucking her with long steady strokes which caused her large dangling breasts to bounce back and forth rapidly. Both were enjoying it greatly, Penny having a series of medium-sized climaxes. As she came down from a big one she let John know she wanted to change positions. She had John lay on his back, then mounted him and rode him until she screamed at the top of her lungs. It was enough to send John over the edge and he came, flooding her pussy with a huge load of cum.

Elizabeth heard the noise coming from the kitchen and saw Penny collapsed on top of John. She looked thoroughly fucked. John cuddled her for a moment, and then rolled her onto her back. He pulled out and Elizabeth saw the come leaking from her pussy, and the bright diamond stud. She squealed and raced to the woman, crawling between her legs. She lapped up the dripping cum, savoring its butterscotch taste and licking around the newly installed diamond stud. Penny shrieked as he came again, providing Elizabeth with more fluid to consume. When both women were sated, they hugged and kissed and talked about the joys of Penny's new life.

John walked back through the house, just as Mark arrived. Mark had a big smile on his face as he saw all the naked people enjoying sex. He wasted no time stripping, and then saw what looked like Cindy on her knees sucking Dennis' cock. She looked a little different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on how. Nevertheless, he walked up behind her, got on his knees, and began to caress her body. Recognizing his touch she left Dennis, who quickly found another playmate, and hugged Mark tightly.

"I've missed you," she said. "I've had quite a day."

He looked at her again more intensely. She seemed different, but he still wasn't certain what had changed. Before he could reply, she reached for his hard cock and massaged it a bit, then pulled him into her waiting pussy as she reclined on her back. She stretched her long legs open and Mark saw a pair of magnificent tits. He reached out to feel them as he sank his cock deep into her, eliciting a satisfied moan from them both. She felt warm and tight and Mark wasted little time before sawing his cock in and out of her.

John smiled as he watched the impromptu orgy begin to kick into high gear. Elizabeth and Brenda approached him and he wrapped an arm around each, taking turns kissing them both. They tasted sweet; you'd never know where their mouth's had been only minutes before, one of the many perks of being the master.

"Brenda and I have been talking," Elizabeth said. "She seems more than a little interested in what we do and wanted to know if there were any openings, aside from the ones on display here," she joked.

"Well, I do have a few openings remaining for the right people. Did Elizabeth explain the job?"

"Not really, she said that you'd explain it. She did say there was a lot of sex involved."

"You could say that," John chuckled and went on to explain the job and perks while Brenda listened. John watched her eyes growing larger with awe as she couldn't believe her ears. When he finished, he simply let his last words hang in the air, waiting for Brenda's reaction.

"Seriously," Brenda replied, "that's it?"

John smiled and nodded.

"Where do I sign up?" Brenda asked. "I'd be a fool to pass on this."

John smiled and inserted his ring finger into her pussy. He pierced her labia, installing her diamond stud. When he removed his hand, Brenda felt a rush of excitement and euphoria. He gave her the "package". Shuddering, she grew more excited.

John told her that she could probably continue to work for the paper as long as she wanted. With her limited mind control power, she could make anyone who questioned her new dimensions forget her old figure, or accept any answer she gave.

"And now Brenda, as part of your initiation into our community I am going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Brenda said as she turned to bend over the nearest chair and offered John her ass.

John was once again rock hard and he fondled her tight ass for several moments before plunging his cock balls deep into his newest agent. It wasn't long before they had gotten into a comfortable rhythm and Brenda was making cute little moaning sounds that continued to increase in volume as they fucked.

John felt new strength flowing though his body as more of his new agents continued to transmit their deposits to the ring and the sex from the orgy was collected and delivered. Brenda would have Elizabeth teaching her how to do that, too. That meant he'd get double benefits from fucking her.

April let herself in and shed her clothes. Her mother's house was filled with screams of sexual passion and naked bodies were everywhere. She saw her mother with her legs on the shoulders of her longtime classmate and friend Mark as he slowly pounded her pussy. There were several women who'd formed a daisy chain, each one with their head between the legs of another. Then she saw John fucking a muscular woman who was bent over a chair and felt compelled to join them. She began to massage the woman's hanging tits and caressed her body. John saw April, smiling as he greeted her, "Hey you!"

April replied, "Hey you yourself." Brenda, seeing April's unoccupied cunt, pushed her back and began to eat this new pussy. April began to tremble as Brenda quickly found her g-spot. April began to think, "Welcome to my new life."

"Excuse the interruption, Sir." John heard the voice of his mentor from within the Ring of Power; of course it was Rocky, the former Master of the Ring, John D Rockefeller, who had replaced his father as his mentor and guide. John continued to fuck Brenda as he and Rocky mentally conversed.

"Hey Rocky, I've been meaning to talk with you. I've been a little busy as you know." John continued to stroke Brenda who was now crying out as she came, but John was far from through with her. "That was a brilliant plan, using Elizabeth as bait for Esmeralda to find. A bit risky and I probably now owe her a new wardrobe, since I think she likes her new size."

"That would be only fair," Rocky replied.

John flipped Brenda onto her back and resumed fucking her with powerful strokes as she came again.

"What is it you need?" John asked the former master and current prisoner of the ring.

"Sir, I will be leaving you now. I've been selected for ascension."

"What?" John asked, not quite understanding what Rocky was talking about. April squatted over Brenda, giving her access to her pussy again, while she and John kissed as he continued to fuck Brenda.

"It seems my imprisonment is over, Sir. I am allowed to ascend to the next level, of which I am not certain, but I have served my time here and apparently helping you has helped me, so long, John Smith. You are a good master and caretaker of the Ring of Power. Continue to believe in yourself. Balance your actions with good deeds and you will become one of the greatest masters the ring has ever had," Rocky said as his voice began to fade.

"Wait, Rocky, who will replace you? Who will I have to bounce ideas off? Who will advise me?"

Rocky didn't answer, he was gone. He had indeed ascended. It was as if John could see him making the transition.

Brenda collapsed. She had been fucked unconscious. When John pulled out, April took his cock into her mouth and began to clean him. She fondled his balls and he rewarded her with a large load of cum. She drank it down, enjoying the butterscotch flavor. John pulled free and mounted his fiancée, pulling her close and pounding her pussy with the same passion as he'd done with Brenda.

John realized that he was going to miss Rocky. He couldn't imagine anyone who would be as good.

"Looks like you're stuck with me, Johnny."

"What? Dad, you're back?"

"Seems I've been given a second chance, this time I won't play any games with you. Rocky was a good man. He thinks you are the finest master of the ring ever and I will not let you or him down. Perhaps one day, I too will be worthy to ascend. And to prove to you my good intentions, I am going to tell you about two loose ends you need to attend to once you are done celebrating with this little orgy."

~~~

He rang the doorbell and waited. After a few moments a small blonde woman four months pregnant answered the door. "Yes, can I help you?"

"Hello, I am John Smith, I am here to see your husband," the young man in the suit and tie said very politely. He quickly put the woman at ease. "Sure, I'll go get him. Won't you come in?"

John thanked the woman and was lead to the living room of the middle-class home where he waited. A few moments later a very large man dressed in a long-sleeved shirt and tie and grey slacks entered the room. "What's this about?" he demanded.

"It's about you abusing your wife," John said. The man was ready to protest but John cut him off with a look. "Here's what going to happen. Do you feel that?" The man nodded. "That is your cock shrinking. It will be the size of a preadolescent boy and remain so until you learn to respect your wife. If you ever hit her again, it will never get hard again. The only way for it to return to its original size and for you to have sex again with your wife is if you begin right away trying to make it up to her." John turned to leave and paused. "I will be back to check in a week or two. If I am not satisfied with your progress, you will get the overwhelming urge to have a cock up your ass. In addition, you will not be satisfied until you get one every other day. Go ahead and check your cock and see if I am telling the truth. I'll see you in a week."

The man blinked and checked inside his pants. When he saw that John was right, he was on the verge of panic and wanted to cry. He realized that he had little time to act, ran back to his wife and apologized for his behavior. He spent the rest of the morning begging her to forgive him.

A few minutes later, across the street John rang the doorbell of the house belonging to Donna Brown. After a long wait, the door slowly opened and the old woman stood at the door, most of her weight on her cane. She asked what he wanted, and surprised herself by asking him in.

John told her that she was having a dream. There had been no naked women walking the streets, she never met Brenda Stark, and there had been no lesbian orgies at the house on the corner.

She was feeling much stronger though, and wouldn't need her cane tomorrow. The next day she'd begin exercising, and before too long would be running and playing tennis again. She'd have no more pain and enjoy life once again. The doctors would be unable to explain the turnaround. Her newly rejuvenated body would lead her to an active sex life with the gender of her choice.

As John walked out to his car, he looked over the neighborhood and concentrated. He lifted and restored each woman to their original state of mind, before Esmeralda, Linda, or Dinah had corrupted them.

As he drove off in his red 2015 Mercedes-Benz CLS-Class Coupe, his father praised him from within Ring of Power and his prison, "Nice work Johnny. What's next on your agenda for today?"

"I think I'd like to do some traveling," John said. "I want to see how the other half live."
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