Jillian has no idea how good she has it, I’ve watched her grow up next door and blossom physically but I’ve never seen such a cruel and inconsiderate person who had such a great start.
She turned into a real piece of work over the years, especially once she realized her looks and peoples desire to be with her could take her places. She used and abused an endless stream of boys to get what she wanted physically, financially, and to satisfy her ego that she could make them dance.
I’d had enough when I overheard her on the phone in the backyard with a friend glowing about how she had manipulated a teacher and made him lose his job on purpose. I went and found my family’s spell book and spent the next few weeks preparing- gathering ingredients and putting things in order for my future comfort and continuance.
When the time came and I knew conditions were right on her side of the spell I made the circle, and cast the stones, they fell favorably and I proceeded. As I sat naked in the circle, I could feel the threads of the unseen world tugging and twisting to the contortions of the magic. I thought of the family spell book, safely in a locker at the train station for me to pick up when it was done. It would have a new family name soon.
My body shook with the strain of being a conduit to such strong magic. I could feel every outline of my body, every wrinkle, curve, sag…. I had never been so aware of myself, it was like I knew every inch of myself completely. The outline I was sensing abruptly changed, I was in two places at once but it’s shape filled my mind more and more. Her shape…
And suddenly I was in her bathroom. Staring in the mirror, gripping the sink as the dizziness left me. It had worked, Jillian’s face looked back me… no, my face. I only had to do one thing to make it permanent. I pulled off my tight shorts and the skimpy underwear beneath. Slut…
But then this wouldn’t work as easily if she wasn’t. I knew who was in the next room and that my time was short, she’d be coming to as a 67 year old woman and figure out who she was and where she was quickly, it would take her time to find clothes and get dressed to get here, assuming she didn’t run out naked. That would be something.
I opened the door and Liam, the boy she was currently toying with, sat on the sofa on his phone. Without looking up he asked, “you okay?”
“Never better, I said as I walked toward him. His eyes flicked up and he realized I was naked from the waist down. “I want you.”
I didn’t know pants could come off so fast. To his credit he was almost immediately hard. I’d seen bigger cocks but that didn’t matter, what I needed was what was inside him, the spell demanded “the seed of man” to stabilize the change. Without the change would unravel and I’d be myself in less than an hour.
I was excited, mostly because this was so wrong, I was stealing Jillian’s body, her youth, her very future. I was open and ready when I straddled Liam and sank down on him.
I could tell he was on a hair trigger. He was so hard so eager as I bobbed and grinded on him. Pleasure as Jillian was sharp and intense, unlike the decreasing sensitivity of my own body. She was snug everywhere in a pleasant echo of my past and introduction to my future.
I’d been on him for just a minute when the doorbell rang. “Oh shit, someone’s at the door…” Liam said as I kept riding, ignoring the bell. “Don’t worry about them…”. I said as we both looked to the front door, I never stopped my bobbing rhythm.
It rang again as I rode, harder a few seconds later. I wasn’t doing it for pleasure anymore, just being pragmatic, once he came it wouldn’t matter. It rang again and again, she was hitting the bell over and over, she was getting panicky.
“Should we…” he started, but I cut him off, “Just ignore it, give me cum!” I ground hard and deep, it hurt a little but I knew he liked it as I planted a kiss. Then I felt a stiffening throb and everything went wet and my new life officially started.