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Amelia smiled to herself. Life was going very well. So much better than life as that boring prude, Amy. That mix-up between dear, sweet Vicky’s aura, and her own experiments had been the best thing to ever happen to her. After that mess at the bank, Amelia had come into her own, and slipped away as soon as she could to be by herself. And lo and behold, that little spider-girl Skitter had come calling, trying to apologize. Well, Amelia was gracious enough to let her apologize, eventually. Then she had pretty little Taylor, lead her, bow-legged, back to her band of thieves. It had been a bit tense, getting all of them, but now they were all properly serving her.
Amelia looked around her new domain. The decorating scheme was fairly nice, and she didn’t have any strong preferences one way or another on how something should look. Keep it the way it is, she decided; maybe add some restraint bars or something. She turned her attention back to the show happening in front of the big-screen TV.
That smug bitch Lisa was on all fours, facing Amelia. The burly Rachel was kneeling over her, holding her thighs apart so Gru- Brian, need to learn their names. Or give them new ones, whatever works- Brian could fuck the blonde’s pussy. Rachel flicked her newly-acquired bright red hair over her shoulder. That was the only physical change Amelia had made yet to those three, so that she could easily tell them apart.
Of course, she already had plans on how else to change them. All five were already addicted to her, obviously, but she still wanted to change them even more, mentally and physically. Maybe browse the Internet for some ideas. But for now, it was time to watch the show.
Brian kept on screwing Lisa, the squelching sounds made by his black cock slamming in and out of her sopping pussy almost drowned out by the occasional slaps Rachel delivered to her rear. Underneath it all was the steady moaning of Lisa as she was fucked raw. She had confessed to Amelia that she had never had sex before, so Amelia decided to give her the opportunity, by hitting her with a massive wave of lust, and pointing her at Brian. The little tart had actually resisted what her body was telling her to do for so long, that Amelia finally decided to have Rachel hold her down so Brian could fuck her. But as soon as his thick cock prodded her pussy, Lisa’s resistance to Amelia’s generosity had crumbled. Now she was moaning like, hah, a bitch in heat.
Rachel leaned in to kiss Brian, and he raised a hand off Lisa’s hips to start kneading her large, heavy breasts. The dog girl grunted as Brian squeezed her nipple, and shuffled closer to him. Amelia admired the muscle on both of them. Maybe she should tighten up Rachel’s body even more, and have the two of them tag-team the newly feminine Taylor.
The blonde bitch’s arms gave out, and her front collapsed to the floor, which caused her ass to too be raised a bit higher up. This seemed to encourage her former leader even more. Watching Lisa’s flushed face contort as Brian picked up the pace, Amelia slipped a hand down her miniskirt. This is so much better than just jilling off to Vicky’s picture. Hell, I could even turn one of them into Vicky, screw her six ways to Sunday! Her fingers worked their way down, sliding down her newly shaved skin, and reaching her own pussy. She was already wet, and slipped a finger in easily, the rest circling her lips.
Before Amelia could really get into it, a movement in the corner caught her eye. Regent was standing there. Alec, although after Amelia’s changes, Alyx was probably a better name now, was quivering in the corner. Upon seeing him with the mask off, Amelia was struck by how pretty he was. Remembering a conversation Amy had overheard, about the fetish of one of the doctors at the hospital, she decided to see for herself what it would look like. And she was very pleased with the results.
Now dear Alyx was forced to stand upright, with her long black hair bouncing on her shoulders, while her B-cup breasts did some interesting shaking of their own. Down between her legs, her little one-inch penis was hard and straining against the red silk bow tied around it. Amelia knew that if she turned Alyx around, she would see the blue vibrating dildo coming out of her nicely curved ass. Maybe after Brian’s done teaching Tattletale a lesson, I’ll have him fuck Alyx. Yeah, some trash talk about how pathetic her dick is, and how she’s only good for servicing real men. Oh! And then give the girls dicks and have a gangbang with her. At the thought of that, Amelia redoubled her efforts, sawing two fingers on and out of her pussy. As she pressed her thumb down against her clit, she could feel herself start to gush, and knew she was about to cum.
Before she could do so, however, there was some pressure against her hand. Looking away from her art piece, she saw Queen Bee nudging against her lower body. On the way to the Undersiders loft, Amelia had decided Skitter wasn’t nearly the right name for Taylor, and had given her a new one, and the body to match. Now, the insect Master had black casing running up and down her limbs, and a mental compulsion to only move around on all fours. Amelia had also changed her skin tone to bright yellow, and added some extremely sensitive bee feelers to her forehead.
“Oh, so the bee wants some honey, eh? Well,” Amelia spread her thighs, “go right ahead.” Amelia scooted forward on the couch, and wrapped her thighs around Bee’s head. All her new servants were addicted to her, of course, but Taylor was going to be a special case. After all, she had held a knife to Amelia’s throat. She was going to be a long time working that off.
As Queen Bee started sucking and licking Amelia’s pussy, Amelia ran a finger down Bee’s left feeler, and smiled as she stiffened. They were a little more sensitive than her nipples, and had so much more area to use, even with the two extra cup sizes Amelia had given her. As Taylor slowly worked a finger into her pussy while sucking on Amelia’s clit, she closed her eyes, and started fondling her own breasts. As she listened to Lisa’s moans grow sharper and sharper, she felt her own pleasure rising. Finally, as Tattletale came, screaming a jumble of profanities into the carpet, Amelia crested her own peak and fell back against the cushions.
Opening her eyes, she saw Alyx standing in front of her with a smile and a scepter.
A slap brought Amy back into the waking world. Where am I? Looking around the large room, she was shocked to realize she was tied to a chair, with two people looming over her.
“Enjoy your little nap?” Amy turned to see a black haired woman wearing only pants standing to her left. Amy was confused for a moment about who this person was, before the memories of the past three hours came crashing back in. That meant it was an unmasked Tattletale standing in front of her, with a small smile on her lips.
“Now, while you were out, Regent and I did some talking, since we’re the only ones clear headed enough to think things through right now. You will fix all of us back to normal.” Amy nodded. She couldn’t live with herself if she didn’t make things right. “And then,” Lisa’s smile turned sinister, “we’ll discuss your punishment.”