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Five Times [Part 1/5]

[Part 2]

You’ve fallen in love with someone who has never spared a glance at you, so you turn to drastic measures: summoning a demon to make him love you back.

You draw out the summoning circle, light the candles, and–

She appears, a demon with pale skin wearing nothing more than what looked like leather lingerie. She holds her arm out to you, palms up, as if expecting an offering.

“What is it you wish for, darling?” she asks, her voice low and smooth, like velvet and honey.

Fighting all your instincts telling you to run away, or at least take a few steps back, you stand your ground. “I need you to make someone fall in love with me.”

She nods. “Easy,” she says, snapping her fingers for show. “I am a succubus, after all. Now,” She drawls the last word slowly, looking at you with a hungry expression. “What will you pay for it?”

Payment. You reach to get your wallet, and start fumbling with it as you try to take out money.

She scoffs. “Please. You don’t think us demons would have use for your petty cash?” She folds her arms. “Fine. Since you’re not prepared, I’ll just tell you my price.” Her annoyed expression melts into a smirk. “Drink my cum five times, and I’ll grant your wish.” She holds out her hand to shake. “Do we have a deal?”

You gulp. It seemed intimidating, but if you really think about it, was sucking a dick five times that high of a price for a lifetime of love? You reach out your hand to her, giving it a shake. The lights flicker, and a dark energy swirls around for a moment, but you blink and it’s gone.

“So… do I need to do it five times in a row or once a day, or–”

The succubus sighs, very loudly. “Whenever. But you’re not getting your desire until it’s done.“ She shoots you a playful smile. “Why not get started now?”

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Oh I have a suggestion! What if you are a wish granting fairy(?) But you can only do that when you're turned on. So your bf keeps you turned on all the time he needs to feel bigger tits or drink milk. Kissing, fingering, sucking boobs

[hope you don't mind if I edit the premise a bit 👀]

I have a secret. I can grant wishes.

Nobody knows besides my family, because it's a bit weird. I, um.... can only grant wishes when I'm turned on. So, as you can imagine, I never really used it much. It's not like I can get horny in school and wish for my test to have all the right answers, right? Well, maybe someone could do that, but not me. All my wishes ended up being silly things, like wishing for a better vibrator, haha. I guess that's what happens when you wish while horny.

My boyfriend proposed to me, so I figure it's about time to tell him.

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"Hey babe," I begin, "I can grant wishes."

He looks at me like I grew another head.

"No, really." I try to explain. "I can grant wishes when I'm turned on."

At that, his eyes light up. Maybe he thinks this is just some weird foreplay from me, and he is a super horndog.

Immediately, he moves over and grabs my tits. I'm always a bit embarrassed when he does that, especially because I don't have much to grab.

"I'm not joking," I try to say, but I am getting a little turned on.

"Of course not," he murmurs, before leaning in to kiss my neck.

I shiver. I don't need to convince him--I can just show him.

He keeps kissing, and I let out a moan.

"Turned on enough, yet? Can I make my wish?" He teases, his kisses getting harder, leaving little bites.

I gasp. "Y--yes, what is it?"

He grins. "One million dollars."

I want to laugh, but instead I let out another moan as his hands touch me all over.

Then, I feel it. The wish. It builds, first a heat in my chest, then spreading, and finally landing between my legs, as my crotch twitches and grows sensitive.

"Ch--check and see." I manage to get out, and he reluctantly pulls out his phone to check his bank account.

He drops his phone.

"Holy shit." he says, wide eyes staring at me, a pure surprised expression that slowly melts into a smirk.

He grabs me, pulling me close and immediately pulling down my pants.

"How many wishes can I make?" he mutters as he grabs my crotch. I instantly moan, my knees buckling for a moment.

"God, you're wet." he teases, before slipping a finger inside. "Let's see... I wish your tits were three sizes bigger."

"Wai--!" I begin to protest, but the wish was already coming true. My chest trembles, then starts growing. It ached, the feeling of them stretching, growing bigger, as my nipples grew in size... My head was starting to ache too, as the hot feeling spread, everything fading into the background as the feeling takes over, as the only thing that matter was my throbbing pussy...

"Holy shit," my boyfriend whispers, before grabbing my tits with his free hand.

"Haaah!" I moan, squirming.

My boyfriend grins, his smile clearly sinister. "I wish your ass was two sizes bigger."

"You--you can't just--" I begin, before letting out another moan. I feel my thighs getting bigger, my ass growing while my asshole tingled...

He was just changing my body as he pleased, the greedy pig... but I was starting to not care.

No. I was starting to enjoy it. I wanted to change however he wanted, as long as it felt this good...

He pulls off the rest of my clothes, taking a look at my changed body before pushing me against the wall.

"You know what? It's not enough. I wish your tits were two sizes bigger." he murmurs, before pressing his cock against my crotch.

I don't have a choice. I whimper, over and over as my chest gets even bigger, to a heaving, unreasonable size, until he finally slides his cock inside me.

"Haah!" I moan again.

Oh, god.

Nothing matters. I need more.

He keeps wishing. I don't hear them. My body feels more and more sensitive, like I'm made for nothing but fucking. He thrusts in and out, my mind fuzzy and empty except for the pleasure. He keeps changing me, like I'm his sex doll.

Oh, god. Maybe I am.

That's fine. It feels too good. My body isn't mine anymore, but his, as long as he keeps using me, over and over,,,

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It starts slowly. You just can’t explain it. You just feel dumb. Like you know you used to know stuff but your head is just like emptier. You tried to read a book but it just wasn’t working.

So you thought about what a dumb girl like you should do. You decided to go to a local bar. It would be so fun! Lots of people there! You grab a skirt that you used to think was too short and a tight little crop top you think a friend left there. A pair of high heels and some thick make up and you were ready. You strut into the bar craving eyes on you.

“Look at the dumb toy, just a pretty walking pair of tits and ass” a guy shouts at you. The old you would have been so mad. But this now turns and winks at him and you walk to emphasize your curvy form. You know that means he wants to fuck you. That’s what a dumb girl like you wants.

You move to the bar and make sure you have an obscene amount of cleavage out so everyone knows you are dumb and willing.

“That’s right, you know how to act like a pretty girl”

Nobody takes notice that your getting curvier as you boobs and butt grow. Your top hardly contains you and your skirt pressed to the limits. Men and women are giving you a bit of attention. His girlfriend returns from the bathroom.

“Ugh look at the slutty whore,” she sneered missing the commotion her boyfriend had just caused. “I bet she would fuck anything that moves.”

You didn’t hear her but seconds later, she couldn’t explain it. She just felt dumber. And she watched with jealousy. Good thing she wasn’t too far behind you. And she was right, you were down to fuck anything. And she wouldn’t even be mad in a few hours when the three of you head home. Dumb girls are just like that.

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He forced her into his hotel room. She had never seen him before. He said he had a gun. She was being kidnapped at the hotel she was staying at on her two week long solo trip.

Wrists tied above her head she laid struggling on the luxurious hotel bed. The rooms were sound proof, no one would hear her. She needed to get to the phone or the hallway. But she laid in the bed hands bound above her head and feet tied together to the corner of the bed. The phone was across the room where her captor laid.

He watched her struggle ignoring any pleas or threats. Just laughing in her face every so often. There was a knock on the door and for a moment she thought she was saved. He rushed to get it and before a word left her mouth he was back in the room holding a spray bottle.

He stood over here and began soaking her in the spray. She felt the mist coat every inch, getting her her nose. It seeped into her mouth causing her to begin coughing. With her mouth open, several heavy sprays went in. It was so fruity and sweet, like her favorite cocktail. She finally heard the kidnapper speak for the first time.

“First let’s blow up those boobies”

Like a pump was attached, silicone filled them, slowly getting bigger and bigger. Faker and faker. Rounder and rounder. Her once average shirt was now pushed to its limits trying to contain a massive fake pair of breasts.

“These are obscene!”she screamed in shock, hardly able to comprehend that whatever that spray was, her body was under his command.

“Oh you don’t need big words any more,” her tongue buzzed removing her ability to say anything long or complicated “just try to say it now.”

“I said these are obsiigfii…objiiiii…..obbbb big silly boobies!” She covered her mouth. No she could say big words!

“No I can talk! I’m imteligiant, Intallimahshs. Infffffffff. Imma a big smartie!” She let out a forcible giggle. Oh god, this was turning her on. Her own body betraying her. Seeing herself with huge fuck tits. She looked good. Being sexy was turning her on.

“You want to be a big fake bimbo,” he said in a smug tone.

Suddenly she was imagining, showing off her pretty tiddies. People looking at her because she was so sexy. Men and women wanting her. She felt her body getting warmer, her pussy was beginning to get wet as she imagined her captor teasing her with his cock. She imagined becoming faker and enjoying it She tried to hide it but her mouth betrayed her.

“I’m a sexy horny dumb girl! Wanna be fake bimbo! ”

“Of course you are!” He pointed at you again “Faker, hornier, sluttier,” like a tingle that spread through her body, it over took her. She couldn’t fight it. Her face became the work of a surgeons knife and the girl ms at the make up counters every where. Fake hair bleached to an unreal shade of blonde. Nails so long, painted and bedazzled.

Her hips filled out and no one would think it her natural shape. The silicone flooded into her butt. The curves were made for pleasure. Looking at herself in the mirror on the bed, all tied up and sexy. She looked at the man. He had a cock. She should please him. He had another hour before pick up came to take another finished product to be sold to some rich man. Time for his tip.

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Barbies & Bimbos - Homewrecker Series: Staci Doll

“I’m a happily married wife to a very successful and rich husband.  We have been married for 12 years now, he is 52 and I’m 30. I allow my husband to see escorts once a month, he always tells me and is honest about it… I have even booked girls for him since he takes such good care of me and our children.  He never sees the same girl twice because he likes variety and something different…until, Staci Doll.  He has seen her twice already and has just booked her for another 2 hours.  I don’t get it or what he sees in her.  I’m 5’8, 110 pounds with an ITG to die for, while she is some short troll full of ass injects and implants.  I don’t see what he sees in her and it is actually starting to bother me.  I don’t know if he is falling for her, or she is just that good at sex. “

Staci Doll’s sex appeal is so strong she’s out here ending long-term marriages as an escort. This is ELITE Homewrecking behavior and a shining example of Bimbo Superiority.

Ladies, let this be a lesson that the world can be yours by simply becoming the best Barbie-Bimbo fuckdoll you possible can be. 

You really expect a man to be able to turn down Staci Doll? L.O.L. 

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could you write one where the girl's butt just gets enormous and plump, while her voice and mannerisms become very whiney and ditzy? in the end, she could be obsessed with her backside, using it to her advantage... kind of like a Kardashian transformation, but not related.

Julie nearly fell on her face when the changes slammed into her. She accidentally dropped her car keys in surprise, and cursed as she bent over to pick them up in the parking lot. As she did, the magic began its work. Her clothing twisted and tightened on her slim frame, before settling on a black pair of booty shorts and a skin-tight graphic tee shirt. She grinned when she felt a breeze caress her small and tight ass; the magic was quickly making her more and more fond of her perky back side. She giggled a little as she pretended to struggle to find her keys, hoping someone would come upon her bent over and exposing her little tush for the world to see. She didn’t have to wait long, as a helpful young man promptly wandered over to ask if she needed help.

She smiled and slowly stood up, making sure to keep her cute butt pointed at him even as she arched it outwards pointedly.

“Hi! Could you help me find my keys? I’m just so confused, I um, had them just a second ago?” She pouted, wriggling her booty to milk all the attention she could get from it. She didn’t notice how high and breathy her voice was becoming, or how it was becoming a struggle to pay attention to word choice. She was quickly becoming dependent on umm, like, uhh, and other filler words as her vocabulary shrunk and weakened even as her fixation on her butt grew.

The young man blinked, continuing to stare at Julie’s tight ass as she preened and pouted for him. Neither of them noticed as her previously small butt began to swell roundly under her shorts, which also slowly grew to fit her expanding bubble butt. Julie giggled vapidly as her booty swelled deliciously into a large heart-shape, before the magic switched back to make more mental changes. She now had a large ass, round and jiggly but firm and shapely. She blinked stupidly as new urges of getting fucked, hard, up her newly big booty pressed into her mind, overwhelming complex math and writing.

She giggled again as the young man suddenly realized he had been staring at the sexy woman’s round backside for over a minute, and hurriedly began helping her look for her keys. Julie stretched and wiggled her body in a very distracting way, and moaned a little too sexily as she swayed. The young man stopped and stared again, kneeling on the hot asphalt obliviously, and she giggled happily at the attention.

“Like, it’s soooo hard to find like, lost stuff you know?” She pouted prettily, then continued. “I’m pretty and sexy, so like, why does bad stuff happen to me? It’s no fair!” She whined over her fairly minor problem, and the young man nodded quickly as he continued to stare at her body. She pouted, then pivoted to push her plump butt nearly into his face. He could barely hear her as she looked over her shoulder and began talking again.

“Like, look at my butt! I shouldn’t have to drive like, anywhere! People should drive for me, it’s too hard anyways.” She complained breathily even as her IQ continued to drop, and her libido rose higher and higher. She now masturbated frequently, using a dildo on her lush ass and barely touching her constantly wet pussy. She devoted her free time to worshipping her large booty, dressing it up sexily and massaging it dutifully as she posted dozens of revealing pictures on her social network throughout her day.

Neither her or the young man noticed as her ass trembled, then started swelling again. Her booty shorts could hardly keep up as more and more mass was added to her huge booty, as it swelled into a ridiculous size on her teeny frame. Julie moaned involuntarily as her ass lit up with pleasure, now it was incredibly sensitive and eager for physical touch and worship even as it continued to round outwards. It stopped at a size that dominated her body; she would always be the “big round ass girl” now, and she loved it. She was a major buttslut, with almost no inhibitions along with a very weak and ditzy mind, and her ass dominated her life. It had swelled enough to make running impossible, and her hips would forever sway and tempt looks and glares as it jiggled behind her saucily.

Her butt was big enough now that the young man’s nose was touching it, and he found himself reaching up to grip it with both hands, his fingers disappearing in her soft but perky butt quickly. She groaned and wriggled it needily back at him, and it took every ounce of self control he had to let go and attempt to stand up. As he did, he finally spotted a glint of metal, just next to Julie’s foot. He quickly grabbed the keys and offered them to her, but she blinked vapidly for a good ten seconds before realizing what he was holding.

Springing up happily, while coyly noticing the young man study her massive ass as it surged up and down from her bouncing, she squealed excitedly.

“Oh my gawd, you like, found my keys! Thank youuu, you’re so sweet! Umm, could you like, drive me home? I’ll let you do whatever you want to my booty if you do!” She wriggled it teasingly, and the young man realized he could see her ass slightly even from the front, as her plump cheeks wriggled behind her. He quickly grabbed a handful of her plump butt, and let her lead him to her car. The drive was enjoyably stressful for him, as the butt slut coyly gave him a handjob as she described how lonely her poor little butt was feeling. They dodged several near-crashes before finally arriving at Julie’s house, where he sat dutifully on her bed as she got ready for him in the bathroom.

As Julie wriggled and preened in the mirror, turning herself on immensely as she vainly checked out her own ass, she missed the final wave of changes that the magic brought. Her house filled itself with sex toys, candy, expensive clothes, and other gifts from lovers as she now lived exclusively off of presents from wealthy “friends”. She was known as an incredible lay, if you didn’t mind her stupidity and whining, and she happily fucked anyone who would trade a session of incredible sex for an expensive present. She also did it for the attention, since she constantly craved eyes and hands on her glorious backside, and she always got what she wanted. She giggled at herself in the mirror, and her ass jiggled with the motion behind her. She grabbed it with both hands, and didn’t notice as it eagerly plumped up once more even as she groped and squeezed it. Her ass now completely dominated her mind, body, and life, so it swelled enough to fill all of those roles. It was now too big for most chairs, and would stop traffic easily with just a simple bounce. She came easily from it, just putting on panties set her off now. She happily turned and jiggled out of the room, eager to put on a show for the helpful young man from the parking lot, and quickly settled in to her vain, butt obsessed life.

“Are you like, ready to fuck me silly lover?” She giggled as she slid her underwear off, already knowing the answer despite her ditzy new mind. The young man said yes anyways.

The end! Sorry if this one was different than what you wanted, I hope you like it!!

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