Back to the shop for Callie

I awoke the next morning spooned up against Lill’s back and shapely ass. She was snoring ever so slightly and at a high pitch. It was kind of cute.

One interesting side effect of shrinking Lill was the fact her voice increased in pitch by about a whole tone. It made sense, considering her voice box shrunk along with the rest of her body. I wondered if her IQ shrunk when her brain got smaller. She was a pretty intelligent girl before my edits, and she still probably was. Of course, with the **** level of constant physical and mental arousal I gave her, I doubted she needed the IQ anymore. Her brain was probably too foggy to use it effectively anyway. I stroked her hair and whispered, “I might just have to smooth your brain a bit with the rejuvenator later. It would probably be fun to have you a bit ditzier.”

It was still early in the morning, judging by the fog and dim light outside the bedroom window. I hopped out of bed to find my phone. It was still on the dresser from the night before.

It was only 7:30 am, and I already had a new message from Callie. “Here’s some inspiration to get to the shop early today;)”

She was bent over, showing her naked pussy and sexy ass to the camera while looking over her shoulder with a flirty grin.

“Fuck it, I’m going to shop,” I said quietly. I had intended to spend the morning using my wife to solve my magically increased libido issues, but I couldn’t resist a tease.

In no time, I cleaned myself up, hopped in the car, and found myself standing over Callie’s little Alfa sports car. I double-checked the trouble codes and confirmed that there was a misfire and lean mixture in cylinder 2. I was luckily able to access that spark plug and pull it from the cylinder head. The spark plug was clean as a whistle… too clean. I shone a light into the spark plug hole and saw a bright, shiny silver piston. “Blown head gasket… the evaporating water is steam cleaning the chamber and fouling the fuel-air mixture.” I troubleshooted.

Without the rejuvenator, this would have been a time-consuming and expensive fix. Head gaskets for Alfa’s aren’t the most easily obtainable part.

A few quick swipes, and I bought her three more years until it probably happened again. “On the other hand, it may fixed for good or for only a few hours,” I countered my original thought. “The next three years won’t have the exact same driving conditions as the last three years.”

Regardless of the answer to this nearly philosophical question. I wanted to get Callie here soon. My increased libido and newly enhanced willpower had me dying to play with and fuck another girl.

I quickly texted Callie. “Your car is fixed. I had to replace the head gasket. Come pick it up as soon as you can. Your cute pussy photo gave me the inspiration I needed, by the way :P.”

I got a reply almost immediately.

“Yay! I’ll be there within the hour. My friend will drop me off. I’m glad I was able to inspire you! I’ll have to send more later to thank you;)”

I felt butterflies in my stomach. Anxious anticipation is such an extraordinary and energizing emotion. I neatly laid out my tools on the workbench to prepare. I waited anxiously for a few moments. My head raced with ideas of what I would “fix” about Callie. I quickly lost patience, though, and decided to pass the time by making a couple of edits to myself.

I grabbed the tape measure first. I scaled my entire body up a couple of percent to get 2” taller. I extended my dick to a bit over 7” and thickened the girth some. I still needed to fit in Lill’s petite pussy, so I didn’t go crazy there.

I grabbed the steady state adjuster and placed it behind my balls along with the multimeter. The variable for the volume of semen per ejaculate came up and read 4ml. I increased this to 22ml, which is over double the largest recorded male orgasm and about 600% of the average. I also increased the efficiency of my prostate, testicles, and other glands associated with semen production by a factor of 20 to safely compensate for the increased orgasm volume along with my nonexistent refractory period. I knew instinctually that using the screwdriver like this wouldn’t cause me any health issues. The enchantments were good about making things function correctly. Besides, even if there were some issues, it would be worth it to see my girls covered in half a shot glass worth of my semen. Though Just to be extra safe, I increased my resistance to disease and my healing factor by an order of magnitude

Just as I was about to start rejuvenating my body, I heard the buzzer for the front door. I quickly pulled my pants back up and focused on lessening my boner before I went to answer the door.

I unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door. Standing excitedly before me was a very sexy and very cold girl. Her formerly platinum blond hair was still the vibrant red I changed it to. She looked so much bigger than I remembered, though. After fucking my basically miniaturized wife, I guess 5’-2” began to look.. less petite. I liked her body, though. It meant I could make her curves a little more pronounced soon.

“Come on in, Callie, let’s get you out of the cold,” I said kindly.

Callie turned back to a car in my parking lot to wave off her friend. This gave me a moment to admire Callie’s short magenta sundress, black stockings, and pert little ass.

As I closed the door behind her and surreptitiously locked it, I said, “That’s a pretty… minimal outfit for this cold weather.”

She bounced on her heels and giggled before responding. “Well, after sending you all those pictures, I couldn’t just prance in here wearing sweatpants and a jacket, could I!?”

“No, I guess not,” I laughed back. “I would have been pretty disappointed if I didn’t get to see your sexy body in person after all of that. Anyway… there’s your Alfa all fixed up and ready to go.”

She literally ran up to her car and then sweetly asked. “Can I start her up to see if she sounds healthy now?”

“Of course! But just for a second, I don’t have the ventilation fans running at full because of the cold.”

A roar emanated from the exhaust as she fired up the little sports car. A perfect smooth idle resonated through the metal building before she quickly shut the engine back off.

“She’s back to normal again!” Callie exclaimed. “Thank you so much. Not only are you sexy as hell, but you can fix Alfa’s too. You might be the perfect man.”

I gave her my hand and helped her up from the low-slung seat. “You’re not so bad yourself, Callie. You’re sexy, bubbly, love cars, and you take some damn good nudes.”

“We should go out… O-on a date. I’m free tonight if you want to.” She said anxiously.

I couldn’t believe a girl as hot as Callie was nervously asking me out on a date. Two taps with the hammer telling her I was the most attractive guy she’d ever seen clearly had some effect. I bet I could fuck her by the end of the night without using any more of my tools if I agreed to the date. But I wanted her right then and there, and I wanted her to be **** for me, too.

“I’m not sure I’m free tonight…. But I am right now,” I said with a smirk. “Let’s go to my office. We can handle payment really quickly, and then go have some fun!”

Callie smiled big and agreed. I hastily gathered my tools and enchanted toolbox before leading her to my office.

I motioned for her to sit on the small couch in my office. I sat down in my desk chair and typed up an invoice while we made small talk about the head gasket failure. Once the invoice was printed, I pulled it from the printer and also placed an unmarked sentimental socket in my hand. I handed her the invoice and let the socket graze her hand. The socket shimmered, and a cursive engraving of “Callie” appeared. I inserted the socket on the sentimental wrench in my pocket and moved the switch to “+.”

Suddenly, Callie’s surprise at the hefty $4000 price tag faded into joy. “This is perfectly reasonable; here’s my card, Tom!”

I swiped her card after upping the price to $5,000.

“Here’s your receipt!” I handed her the slip of paper. “I gave myself a $1000 tip for getting this done so quickly for you. That’s ok, right?”

“Oh yes! Absolutely. That’s the least I could do!” She replied unfazed

I mentally reminded myself to take the sentimental socket to a bar one day and use it to bag a hot woman by saying and doing the worst things I could think of. It would be a fun time.

“Callie, would you mind stripping for me too? I’d love to see you nude in person.”

She fidgeted slightly before responding, “I’m so glad you want to see me naked… but I’m a bit nervous. Maybe after our date?”

I grabbed the dead horse mallet and approached the girl. “Callie, you’ll let me use tools on you whenever I want. Everything I do or say will be perfectly normal, and you’ll be completely docile and poseable like a doll while I’m holding a tool.” I tapped her three times on the head with the mallet to make it stick. “Also, you will instantly forget anything I said when I tap you with this mallet.” I tapped her head three times again.

With no effort, I stood Callie up, lifted her arms, and yanked the dress off of her sexy body. “That’s ok, I’ll just strip you myself,” I said to the docile girl. “Ah, I see you planned ahead and went commando… good girl.”

“It just seemed like the right thing to do!” She replied jovially. “I mean, I stripped them off for you last time I left, right?”

I nodded my head in the affirmative while admiring her naked body. She needed a few tweaks, but she was arguably equally as hot as the new Lill in her own way.

I got to work tweaking her physically. She just kept quiet and let me pose her however I needed without question. It was much easier than using the will clamp. I used the mallet to make her makeup permanently adhered since it looked pretty good. I especially liked her fuschia lipstick, which became her new natural lip color. It took me a minute to settle on a hair color. I liked the red hair, but I wanted a little variety. I ended up spraying a light brunette color with magenta highlights to match her dress, which lay puddled on the floor. Eye color was also a tricky choice. I opted to go with the theme of her current makeup and make her eyes an impossible shade of magenta. I wondered if the magic would make her eyes be perceived as perfectly normal or if others would perceive them as contacts. Moving down from her face, I gave her similarly sized and constantly erect nipples, just like Lill. I also gave her a similar, constantly aroused pussy and a larger clit.

The most significant changes I made were to her tits and ass. I carefully sculpted them using the tape measure and the crescent wrench. I aimed for just a bit larger than would typically be natural for her body weight. It took a lot of adjustment to make her tits stand firm and perfectly perky despite their weight.

With the aesthetic changes out of the way, I got to work with the screwdrivers. Her pussy didn’t seem to lubricate quite as freely as Lill’s, so I targeted the variable for arousal lubrication and increased it a bit. When I saw the translucent fluid begin slowly leaking out of Callie’s aroused pussy I couldn’t help myself. I increased it a little more. Then a lot more. A stared transfixed as the fluid began running out of her little cunt and dripping onto the ground. I couldn’t leave her like that, though. She’d soak through anything she wore within seconds. No, I had to drop it to a clearly visible but more reasonable amount. I had an idea, though, to make it work. With the urge screwdriver, I tapped my dick, and then I pressed the driver into her pussy, causing her to moan quietly. I waited a moment to see if she would do or say anything, but she remained perfectly docile and kept smiling. With her obedience confirmed, I imagined her Bartholin glands would get the “urge” to produce more arousal fluid anytime she saw my dick or knew I was naked. I twisted the strength of the urge up to maximum. Then I switched to the steady-state screwdriver to give the glands the efficiency to produce the excessive amount of juices I’d seen before whenever the urge was activated.

All that I could think of doing next was coming up with what part of her I wanted to make overly sensitive. I really enjoyed Lill’s absurdly erogenous tits. I owed it to Callie to do something that kind for her, too. With the sensitivity driver in hand, I fondled every part of her body. I really liked Callie’s pussy, and I definitely wanted to make her a bit more… fixated on the pleasure from it, but when I absentmindedly slipped a finger into her warm wet mouth, I knew what I needed to do.

First, I numbed her gag reflex. Next, I stuck the sensitivity driver into her throat unhindered and turned clockwise. When the multimeter read 6/10, her breaths started sounding more like moans. I pulled out the screwdriver and just watched her. Callie began to squeeze her perfect legs together. She was clearly getting close to cumming. I figured it out just before she came. The vibrations in her throat from her own moans were getting her off.

“Well, that’s an interesting idea to test more later.” I thought to myself while adjusting her sensitivity down to 4/10. I figured I would have a similar problem with her tongue and lips, but I had ideas to solve them. I made her lips 8/10 and her tongue 6/10. Immediately, she began licking her lips, but I stopped her rapidly by using the urge screwdriver to reduce several of her natural urges. After the adjustments, she no longer had the desire or ability to get herself off by using her tongue or teeth on her lips or by moving her tongue unnecessarily. I did give her a small 2/10 urge to suck on her fingers as consolation, so she could occasionally get herself off with her hypersensitive mouth and give me something fun to watch. Although, I was pretty sure just talking, eating, drinking, etc, would give her plenty of pleasure.

Not that she’d ever be devoid of pleasure. I increased her clit sensitivity to 7/10 and the rest of her pussy to 6/10. Just like with Lill, I also increased her capacity for pleasure and orgasms and eliminated her refractory time.

With all of my ideas used up at the time, I decided it was time to wrap things up with the dead horse mallet. I was dying to test out the voluptuous brunette… and I was also dying to test out my own enhanced orgasms.

“Callie, listen carefully,” I instructed. “When I say the phrase: reset to start, you will fall into a trance and forget everything since you walked in here this morning. You will walk outside, then the instant you hear the door close, you will be released from your trance and knock to come inside to see me.”

I tapped four times to ensure it would work. I would remove it using the other side of the mallet after she played her part.

“You are addicted to sucking my cock. Going a mere 24 hours without my cock touching your throat, your lips, your tongue… It fills you with an incredible thirst. The taste, the smell, the feel, the sight, fuck it, even the sound of my cock drives you wild with lust, love, and joy.”

I gave her three taps on the forehead.

“Whenever I and only I wolf whistle at you, you will realize that you are completely and utterly **** to suck my cock. After I whistle, you’ll suddenly feel the weight of decades of missed days sucking my addictive cock. Your hunger and thirst for my cock and cum will be all-encompassing.

I tapped her four times on the forehead while I resisted stroking my cock.

“When you taste my cum you will realize that you are completely addicted. Its effect on you will be profound and ****. You’ll want to be filled and covered with my cum as often as possible. It will be better than ambrosia for you. You’ll ecstatically and passionately do anything I want just for a single drop. Just a single drop will make you cum for me.”

I gave her four taps.

“You can’t imagine anything more important than my happiness. You know that the best way to make me happy is to be as submissive, obedient, slutty, loyal, joyful, and respectful to me as you possibly can. It won’t be hard for you to make me happy. After all, you can only think of yourself in relation to me. You self-identify as Tom’s slut, Tom’s fucktoy, Tom’s sex doll, Tom’s doting love ****, Tom’s collection of horny fuckholes… Tom’s property. Thoughts of yourself as an independent being are impossible to fathom. The more you see yourself as a sex object, the happier both of us will be.”

I gave her four taps while I sweat from the sheer intensity of desire. I was ruining her, and she sat idly by and played with her hair. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I had to free my pulsing cock. I stood behind her and ground against her soft, naked ass. She just stood there obediently like a life-sized doll while I destroyed and perverted her mind beyond all of my known fantasies. Callie didn’t need to be so profoundly altered. I had no need for **** or anything to prove. No deep-seated trauma I wanted to take out on her. No, I just wanted to take her because she was hot, she was in front of me, I was horny, and because I could. In return, I’d make her deliriously happy for as long as I lived and fulfill her every desire. Did it really matter that I’d be the one tailoring those desires? They’d still feel more than real enough to her.

“You will love me entirely and unconditionally. I’m your soulmate, and everything I do, no matter what, makes you fall more deeply in love with me. ”

Three taps.

“You will love sharing me with as many women as I want since it makes me happy. You’ll find it perfectly normal and understandable that so many women will want to be with me. In fact, you’d find it impossible to imagine why any woman I’m attracted to wouldn’t be **** to belong to me.”

Three taps.

“You will feel an intense burst of pleasure and love anytime I tell you to do something. The pleasure and love will make your mind foggy, and you will automatically and instantly obey.”

I gave her four taps and then helped her put her magenta dress back on. It looked fantastic over her much more voluptuous body. I still couldn’t resist quickly thinning the fabric and hemming the dress until it was criminally short and translucent.

With all that work out of the way, I gave Callie her trigger. “Callie, reset to start.”

Instantly, her eyes took on a dazed, hypnotized glaze. She robotically exited my office, walked through the shop, and out the front door.

“Showtime!” I exclaimed excitedly when I heard the door buzzer sound. “Come in!”

When she came in, I was out of sight, off to the side. I wanted to make sure she was inside before the rest of her programming was fully triggered. When the door clanged closed behind her, I stepped into her view and gave her an exaggerated wolf whistle.

“H-Hi. Hi! I-I mean…” she stumbled and stuttered excitedly while the reality of countless days without my cock in her mouth slammed endlessly upon her mind. “Tom… I-I I… need…”

She fell to her knees and wrapped her slender arms around my hips. Her mouth was salivating uncontrollably. She couldn’t keep up and swallow it all. She was literally drooling for me. A wet patch began spreading on the thin fabric, struggling to cover her chest.

“Callie! Are you here to pick up your car?” I said while feigning complete obliviousness to her obvious desperation for me.

I extricated myself from her arms after giving her a pat on the head (which caused her to shiver in pleasure) and walked around her to lock the door.

Her drooling mouth was open when I turned around. It looked like she was trying to speak, but the words weren’t coming. “Come on, let’s go to my office and get the paperwork done,” I said while walking right past the delirious girl.

Standing up didn’t come naturally to her at that moment. She started crawling a few paces before she remembered how to stand and walk. She followed me through the door to my office with wide, pleading eyes. I sat down on the couch, and she hurried to kneel between my legs. My hard-on was clearly tenting my jeans, and she was immediately transfixed by it.

“Can I get you anything, Callie,” I asked, smirking. I greatly enjoyed playing this little game with her. “Maybe a water, a coke, or would you like something harder?”

The poor girl was shivering in anticipation and drooling all over my pants now. She could barely speak because of it. “I-I n-neeeed to sssuck… ple… please.”

“Why didn’t you just say so?!” I laughed. “Take off your dress, then take off my pants.”

She moaned in pleasure as a jolt of electricity went through her nerves from my commanding her, but she still rapidly threw off her dress. She fumbled with the button on my pants. Her mind was not capable of such critical thinking in her current state. I finally helped her, then lifted my ass so she could yank off my pants and underwear.

At the sight of my cock voicing free, she moaned and dove straight for it with an undeniable hunger. “Wait!” I yelled and stopped her with my hand. “If you want this, tell me you belong to me; tell me you love me.”

“I…I yours… I love m-my massster.” She stuttered with absolute sincerity.

“Good girl! Make me cum!”

She dove on my cock with her mouth wide open. She orgasmed and squirted on the floor the second her lips brushed my swollen tip. Her enthusiasm was unreal. In seconds my cock was bottomed in her sensitive throat while her saliva dripped down my thighs. Callie furiously played with her sensitive tits and clit while she filled herself with my cock.

After far too long in her perfect tight throat, I **** her off of my cock by her hair. She gasped and hyperventilated but still desperately tried to have my cock fill her throat again.

“Callie, part of making me happy and pleasing me is keeping yourself alive!” I said firmly. “When you need to breathe to keep from passing out, I order you to breathe. Also, don’t forget to lick my cock, my balls, and blow me without your throat too!”

She obeyed me beautifully and began giving me a much more varied but still incredibly sloppy and **** blowjob. Her moans and stifled screams of joy reverberated on my cock with the strength of a vibrator. I couldn’t tell how often she was orgasming, but it had to be excessive. I loved every second of it.

“God, you’re just like a living sex toy!” I crudely remarked. She simply looked up into my eyes, nodded her head up and down rapidly, and kept crying tears of joy.

I could not take much more of such a wet, energetic blowjob. I leaned forward, let myself fall off the couch, and pushed Callie onto her back. I let her head gently fall to the carpeted floor, then began fucking her eager mouth like the sensitive pussy I had made it to be. I had never just straight-up fucked a girl's mouth before. It was glorious! Almost better than pussy! The only problem was I couldn’t see her blissed-out little face while I used her.

It was no matter, though. I could feel my orgasm fast approaching, and there would be no stopping it.

“Callie! I’m going to fill your little cocksucking mouth!!! Don’t swallow until I tell you to! Oh god! I want you to, mmm, let as much fill your mouth as… fuck!!! As you can, and let the rest cover your fucking face!!!”

Callie screamed in anticipation. Her legs and arms writhed wildly as she tried to push her whole body into my cock, to be closer to my cum. Suddenly, it felt like floodgates opened, and white-hot pleasure coursed through my cock. Spurt after spurt filled her little mouth until she couldn’t hold anymore, and then a dozen more caused cum to leak around my cock and cover her face.

It was the longest orgasm I’d ever had, and I covered and filled the happy girl with the equivalent of 7 guys' average loads. I still felt ready to do it again, thanks to my refractory time, but I was sated enough for a moment at least.

Callie looked up at me pleadingly. Her whole body looked like it was tightened up like an overwound clockspring. She was at the precipice of the Everest of all orgasms, but her body would let her drop until she swallowed the massive load of “ambrosia” in her mouth.

“Open,” I commanded simply.

She opened her mouth and showed me it was filled to the brim with my cum. “Swallow, and then lick up every drop you missed!” I commanded. Before I could even stop talking, she gulped and immediately convulsed on the floor beneath me, completely hands-free. Her already dripping cunt squirted again, albeit a bit less than the massive one when she started sucking me. Still, my carpet was positively ruined from her impossibly wet pussy, and my couch wasn’t much better off with the puddle of saliva she had somehow caused. I couldn’t imagine how she didn’t end up as desiccated as a tardigrade after such a loss of fluids. Magic or not, she needed some water stat!

But first, I enjoyed watching her continue cumming from scooping up and swallowing every drop of my cum that she missed. By the time she was finished, she was nothing but a giggling mess splayed out on the floor.

Her giggles were infectious! I couldn’t help but join in. The situation was pretty absurd. Removing my refractory period had the nice side effect of also ridding me of “post-nut clarity.” Luckily, I didn’t have that deterrence to blind me from how much fun I had twisting Callie’s mind to dance to my most perverted tune. It felt right.

Callie was slowly returning to reality when I brought her water from my mini fridge.

On shaky legs, Callie sprang up and kissed and nuzzled my neck. She cried tears of gratitude and joy. “T-thank you! Oh, *kiss* mmm. THANK YOU! *kisses* god; it feels so good to *kiss* my lips are so *kiss* sensitive! Thank you so so SO much!”

“For the water?” I asked dumbly. My mind was a bit fogged from the fervent showing of affection from my new… whatever she was.

“No! Silly! I-I mean *kiss* *moan* master!” She laughingly but respectfully replied while clearly getting herself worked up from the sensitivity of her lips against my neck. “You finally let me suck you… and and Oh my god! The taste… your cum… oh, I’m yours now, master... I always have been! All of me… I’ll do. I’ll be… no, no, I AM anything you want me to be!”

“Fuck that’s hot, Callie,” I said while trying to keep myself from just bending her over the couch. I’m sure the girl needed a break… at least for a few seconds. Still, I couldn’t resist groping her ass and crushing her tits against my chest. My hand snaked down to her pussy and immediately felt soaked. “Oh, my poor girl. You’re still dripping wet. I better put my underwear so your pussy can stop its urge to leak for me. Drink all of this water now.”

While I covered up my dick to cancel her excessive wetness urge, Callie tilted her head back and chugged the bottle of water. She wasn’t used to the extra sensitivity of her mouth yet, so she just about collapsed into a mess on the floor again. I simply shook my head in amusement. “What’s it like having such a sensitive little mouth that just drinking water about makes you collapse on the ground in orgasm?”

“I-it’s definitely… interesting.” She took deep breaths between her words to calm herself down. “Just t-talking to you… It feels really, really good. Like a vibrator on low just buzzing me closer… and closer.”

Suddenly, she looked me dead in the eyes and studied me closely. “Wait! It makes sense now! She chirped with her purple eyes widened in excitement. “You look very happy… very pleased that my mouth is sooooo sensitive. My body is like this so it can please you more, master.”

Without a word, I crushed her voluptuous body against mine and fervently kissed her while paying extra special attention to biting and running my tongue around her hypersensitive lips. Instantly, her mind was overwhelmed with sensory inputs. All she could do was open her mouth and moan while I held up her limp body. When she tended and grew silent as another orgasm began to course through her, I simply let go and let her fall to the floor and orgasm at my feet.

“Come on, Callie,” I ordered the panting girl. “Put on your dress. You live with me now. Let’s go home.”