Jay the Witch

Mary grabbed Jay from behind and held him tight. Jay tried to squirm out of her grasp, but found that she was far too strong for him. Her deep, sonorous breaths sounded off in his ear. Her monstrous male sex organ, huge even when flaccid, bulged against the crease of his buttocks.

A lithe, voluptuous figure emerged from the shadows and revealed herself to Jay. She was a sleek, sultry beauty with an impossible figure and and a demonic countenance. On her forehead, she sported two pairs of horns, two glowing red eyes, and razor sharp fangs. Her skin was pale purple and soft as silk. Despite himself, Jay found his eyes wandering to the demon's opulent breasts.

"So you are the witch who has been interfering with my plans..."

"I'm not a witch, I'm a warlock!" Jay felt the urge to assert his manhood, even if he was being restrained by a girl(?) who was bigger, stronger, and more masculine than he could ever hope to be.

"Heh, we'll see about that," the demon moved closer. Jay could feel her strange, erotic aura beginning to work on his brain. His protection charms were working so far, but they were struggling against the raw power. "As annoyed as I am by your meddling, I have to admit my respect. You have a talent most females don't even possess."

Usually, women were more attuned to supernatural power than men were. Jay, possibly by merit of his glandular affliction, had never noticed this as an issue.

"Yeah? And I'm gonna use that talent to defeat you! My banishment spell is almost--"

"Mary took care of your banishment spell preparation. It will do you no good here."

Jay was growing ****. He needed an out, but he couldn't see one. He had to keep bluffing until he had a good idea.

"Yeah? Okay, fair enough. You still can't touch me! I've got protection. As long as I do, you can't lay hands on me!"

The demon sighed, "you're so brash and mouthy. I suppose that should be normal for a boy, but it feels like you're trying to overcompensate for something..." The demon motioned to Mary. "He's wearing a necklace and a ring, on his left ring finger. Remove them."

Mary roughly snagged the necklace and ripped it off with dripping malice. Pain erupted on Jay's throat as the skin was rubbed raw.

"Mary, stop it! I'm trying to help you!"

"I find that rather difficult to believe," Mary grabbed Jay's left hand and pulled it violently, threatening to snap it. "After all, you betrayed me and tried to steal my love from me!"

“Stop! It hurts so bad!” Jay sobbed. “Please, Mary, don’t do this!”

“I thought you were my friend! I always liked talking to you after school. Then you turn around and kiss Becca?”

Oh God, she’s going to snap my wrist! She’s so strong!

“How do you know about that?!”

“I have been watching you and the girl for a while. Did you really think you were so clever?” The demon snickered.

“You’re going to pay for what you’ve done, you little weasel! I’m going to break you in two!”

Just as Mary pushed Jay’s wrist close to the breaking point, the demon intervened.

“Stop it, Mary! You are to take off the ring and no more!”

“But he—“

“The ring,” the demon hissed. “Besides, I think you’re missing the potential of the situation we find ourselves in.”

Mary dutifully pulled the ring off and tossed it away. Suddenly, Jay felt the demon’s aura rush in on his mind like the waters from a broken dam. Immediately, his small penis filled with blood and surged against his khakis.

“So much better! Now I can properly get a look at you,” the demon approached him with a rictus grin painted on her beautiful face.

Jay knew he was at the end of his rope now. His protection charms were gone. He was trapped, worst of all, he was being held down by a furious hermaphrodite that seemed to hate his guts and had the strength to do something about it.

“Just kill me already, but make it quick.”

The demon giggled at this, “kill you? Why the hell would I kill you? You are filled with potential, my sweet. Now let’s get a better look down here.”

The demon made a strange movement with her fingers. A moment later, Jay’s khakis unbuttoned and unzipped. The pants fell to his ankles as if pulled by invisible hands. His boxers then fell in the same manner, exposing his tiny penis to the cool air of the library.

“What a cute little treasure! So tiny and frail, and no hair to speak of! And these balls,” the demon cupped Jay’s undescended balls with her clawed hand, sending an electric tingle through his body. “Somehow, your body has reached adulthood without developing into manhood. Your body is like a blank slate! You’re tall with a good underlying structure unmarred by masculine hard angles and body hair.”

Mary shifted uncomfortably as her mistress talked so disparagingly about qualities her body had developed in spades in only a week.

Meanwhile, Jay was in a panic. **** he could handle. Deep in his heart, he never expected to last very long on this Earth. Now he was faced with a much worse possibility. If this demon could turn little five foot mousy Mary into a towering, aggressive shemale, she could do anything.

Terrified, not just for himself but for Becca as well, Jay began to struggle against Mary’s restraints. He jerked and strained, inadvertently wiggling his exposed buttocks against Mary’s cock. A sheen of sweat formed on his brow he pushed himself so hard. It all seemed to be working. Mary certainly seemed to be struggling. Her breathing was getting heavier and heavier.

“Jay stop it! Ugh, you need to…ngh…stop!”

“Get off of me! I don’t want this! I won’t let you!”

“Ugh, why are you doing this? Stop! You’re gonna make me…”

It was working! If he could push Mary a little more, he could break free.

Suddenly, Mary let out a deep cry. A moment later, something hot and fleshy pushed between Jay’s legs, mashing against his balls like a rod of iron. It was Mary’s cock! At full mast, it was utterly monstrous. It extended more than a foot, dwarfing his penis entirely. The pressure of the penis against his balls hurt like hell.

Mary sniffed and then licked his sweaty neck, “why do you smell so good? Why did your little ass make my cock hard? It’s not right…you’re a boy!”

Oh God, she's gone from wanting to kill me to wanting to fuck me!

“Relax, Mary. There will be time to play with this new toy soon enough. For now, I have other plans.”

The demon cupped Jay’s cheek and looked him this way and that.

“You aren’t the first witch to serve me, but you will be the ultimate one. My designs for you are special. For millennia, young, nubile women with a penchant for spell casting have fallen under my influence. Their souls have coalesced within my influence, decomposing until they have become nothing more than spiritual impulses of womanly lust and power.”

“What does this have to do with me? I’m not some chick and I’m certainly not going to be your witch!”

“You say that now,” the demon stepped back a distance and snapped her fingers. Immediately, several lines and circles of hellish red light erupted on the floor. “While you were setting up your pitiful little banishment spell, I had already laid the groundwork for my own ritual.”

A wicked charge filled the air, causing every hair on Jay’s exposed skin to stand on end. Whatever this ritual was, it was powered by pure **** of evil.

“What is this? What are you doing?”

“You will not just become my witch, Jay. You shall become the apotheosis of all my witches, carrying all who came before within you as a legion.”

“Mary please, you have to stop this!” Jay begged.

“Nah, I’ll pass on that,” Mary pulsed her penis, making it surge painfully against Jay’s balls. “Besides, I’m kinda curious how this will play out.”

“Becca wouldn’t want this.”

Mary smacked him hard upside the head, making him see stars.

“Shut up!”

The demon stretched her arms out as if she were entreating heaven and began to speak in a garbled, arcane language that could curdle milk. The words gave Jay a headache to listen to. The power inside the circle intensified the longer the demon spoke. It was as if Jay could feel the barrier between this world and the next eroding around him.

Finally, the demon finished her incantation with a triumphant smirk and said, “now, my little witch, you’ll know true power!”

A noxious red glow filled the air in the circle. The floor seemed to fall away everywhere except right beneath Jay and Mary’s feet, giving way to pure hellfire. From this abyss, something emerged.

It was wispy and translucent, fluttering on a phantom wind like a macabre cloud. The longer Jay stared at it, the more it took shape. It was a woman! A beautiful, lithe woman with perky breasts and a striking, exotic face that possessed features that hand long since gone extinct. A woman from a civilization so ancient, its true name was lost to history.

The woman-phantom rushed giggling toward Jay. He braced himself for an attack, but what happened instead was so much worse. The phantom grabbed his penis and gently caressed it. Jay’s cock immediately tingled as if exposed to a milk electric charge.

“Stop! Eek, it tickles,” Jay giggled in spite of himself.

The spirit continued to rub Jay harder and harder, nearly to the point where he felt like was going to cum. Then it happened. The spirit took the head of Jay’s cock, and pushed her own head into it. He watched in disbelief as the spirit’s gorgeous, feminine face deformed as it **** itself into the tip of his penis.

Jay squealed as he momentarily felt like he was going to explode. Then he felt a rush of soft warmth that rushed up the length of his cock and into his balls. It was hard to describe the sensation adequately. It was like warm flower petals on a summer day, or maybe butterfly kisses. It made his whole body feel soft and warm and delicate.

The sensation reached a peak, centering on Jay’s penis. He looked down just in time to see his pathetic little cock suddenly lengthen. A strange purple marking formed on the pale skin just beneath the glans. It looked like a glittery tattoo in the shape of a simple rose.

Jay didn’t quite feel himself all of a sudden. He felt a rush of unwanted emotion. Tears leaped into his eyes and his heart ached. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. He was supposed to be a hero!

Before Jay could dwell on this, more spirits emerged from the depths, all of them taking the shapes of women. There were skinny phantoms and chubby ones, buxom ones and boyish ones. All of them beautiful and womanly in their own ways. All of them carrying a potent bit of essence to fuse with Jay’s soul.

“No, stay back! Stay away from me!”

The mark on Jay’s cock shimmered as the spirits swarmed him. The spirits clawed their hands against the boy’s scrawny inner thighs and licked and caressed his balls and cock. Blood rushed into Jay’s penis, making it feel more swollen than ever.

The spirits giggled malevolently, knowing their prey was helpless and easily fooled with. One of the spirit, and bosomy creature with curly black hair and what seemed like Eastern European features winked one of her hollow red eyes and gobbled down the entire length of Jay’s penis.

“Eek! Stop! That…ugh…it doesn’t feel right. It’s burning up!”

Mary breathed deeply in Jay’s ear, “stop squirming, you’re making me hard!”

Jay didn’t even know how to respond to that. He didn’t know how to respond to any of this. It was all so much worse than he had imagined.

The lead spirit sucked and sucked until Jay was right on the brink of climax. He could practically feel the load of clear, runny liquid racing up from his shriveled balls. Then something strange happened.

The spirit seemed to collapse in on herself, inverting into a cloud of shimmering mist. This vapor promptly slithered into his pee hole. A tingly, itchy, infectious sensation ran up the length of Jay’s cock, settling in his balls. It was hard to fully describe, but he felt her inside of him. Her essence seemed to seep into his cells, changing them subtly. Flashes of foreign memories — losing his/her virginity beneath a ruined castle, dousing her/himself in goats blood on a Black Sabbath in the woods, these fluttered into his mind and sank into his being.

The familiar rush of orgasm settled in Jay’s penis, but instead of reaching its normal peak, it ramped up until his vision was nearly black. His cock stretched and swelled, growing a little longer and thicker once more. By now, he was almost five and a half inches. A fresh mark had joined the first on his throbbing organ.

“Get them out! They’re messing with my head!”

“They’re going to be messing with far more than your head soon, dear. Can’t feel them squirming inside your soul?”

Jay could, too. It was as if the very fabric of his being were being subtly rewoven with new threads.

The two remaining spirits began to fight over who got to take Jay’s cock next. The winner was a plump thing was bulging fat rolls. Instead of sucking Jay’s penis, she impaled herself on it. Immediately, Jay felt an electric heat paired with a phantom wetness. The fat spirit let out a throaty giggle, sounding like a jolly opera singer.

The loser was a rail thin redheaded waif. It pouted for a handful of seconds before finding a new target: Jay’s ass.

“No, not there! Ugh, please, it’s too tight!”

The spirit wasted no time pleasuring Jay. Instead, she slammed head first between his scrawny cheeks, her ghostly body deforming into mist starting with the head. The pressure in Jay’s asshole was nearly unbearable.

The opera singer took the cue and immediately started to dissolve into vapor on Jay’s cock. Soon enough, the boy was being filled from both ends.

“It’s tearing me apart!”

“Don’t be silly dear, they can’t physically harm you. Spiritually…well that’s a different story.”

Both spirits left their marks as they disappeared into the boy’s body. A fresh surge of growth carried Jay to six inches and revealed a new tattoo on the flesh of his cock. He had finally graduated to average size down there and couldn’t be more miserable about it.

Meanwhile, Jay’s flat asscheeks swelled slightly around their disappearing invader. The change was subtle and small, but still noticeable. The skin was left softer and plumper.

The creeping sensation that Jay’s fundamental essence was changing returned to him. Fresh new memories fluttered into his mind. She/He stood with a troop of actors speaking in German, looking out upon a full crowd. He/she trudged through melancholy bogs on the Scottish highlands.

Before Jay could catch a break, he heard more infernal giggling. This time, it sounded like an entire army of wicked female spirits.

They emerged like ghostly bees, their eyes like burning lamplights, their lips and bosoms glistening in the moonlight. They swarmed Jay, attacking him any way they could.

One stroked his cock while another licked his asshole. One kissed him on the lips, sticking her cold tongue in his mouth. Two began to stroke his chest, one at each nipple. Both were almost absurdly buxom.

Others began to take notice of Mary, who was now caught in the crossfire. Her balls and penis were caressed and stroked. Her tits were jiggled and licked. At first, she tried to fight the spirits off, waving her toned arms this way and that, to no effect. Then, soon enough, Mary’s hormones got the better of her. She began to thrust her hips as the spirits stroked her off.

“Fuck! Mistress, why are they bothering me?”

“You have an important part to play in Jay’s story, my dear. Now play it!”

“Oh…uh…okay…fuck!”

Mary gasped as her balls were suddenly tickled. A jet of precum erupted from her monstrous organ and hovered in midair. Two of the feminine spirits began to swirl their hands around the gooey substance, their bodies seemingly melding with it, imbuing it with a glowing red light as their own incorporeal bodies disappeared. The infused liquid moved as if it had a mind of its own. It slithered across Jay’s cock, forming new tattoo markings and coaxing yet another jolt of growth.

“You’re growing a real magic wand down there!” The demon teased.

Jay’s cock wasn’t merely bigger. It had grown gnarlier, with thick veins and ridges starting to form on its surface. The eldritch tattoos were the cherry on top to make the organ seem utterly macabre.

The spirit kissing Jay unceremoniously folded its entire self into the boy’s mouth. His lips swelled and the skin of his cheeks softened and plumped as the spirit disappeared within him.

At the same time, the busty spirits at Jay’s chest dispersed through the fabric, entering the young man through his nipples, which were now hard as diamonds from the stimulation. A moment later, Jay’s chest swelled outwards, forming into a pair of soft, perky little lumps that pleasantly stretched his blazer.

More and more spirits infested Jay. One girl with impossibly thick and curly locks weaved her tresses in with Jay’s straight black hair, creating a shimmering mane of majestic raven tresses.

Another, with huge, glittering eyes gazed into Jay’s soul. Her foggy body disappeared until she was just a pair of floating, disembodied eyes. Those peepers then **** themselves into Jay’s own eye sockets. He screamed, momentarily feeling intense pain as the bones of his skull cracked and reformed. A moment later, his eyes were bigger, glittering brightly in the pale shimmer of moonlight. The blue in them had been augmented with flashes of green and purple. The brows were slenderer and the lashes longer.

One spirit emerged singing a siren song. She **** herself right into Jay’s throat. The boy let out a shrieking croak which suddenly rose in pitch and took on a tinkling, musical softness.

By now, an entire storm of spirits was on Jay, and by proxy, Mary. Jay could feel the shemale behind him, breathing heavily and running her large hands across his body.

“You smell good,” Mary grunted. “Like a girl!”

Jay felt her lips on his neck. He swooned and giggled reflexively, shocked by how feminine his voice had become. His long cultivated boy voice, with affectations of darkness and sulk had been sandblasted away.

Mary held Jay tight, her hands exploring more and more. Her massive cock bounced rhythmically against his own. He was painfully aware of her strength and dominance. Mary wasn’t huge, but she was certainly a lot stronger than him, and it was clear where that strength was going to be directed.

More spirits. A muscular beast of one emerged from the depths, its body bulging and veiny. If not for its small breasts, Jay would have mistaken it for a man. It roared at Jay with clenched fists. With a savage blow, it punched Jay’s balls. The little organs immediately shot up into Jay’s body. He squealed as his testicles wormed deeper and deeper into his abdomen. Meanwhile, the skin of his scrotum, now hollow, softened. Then the muscular spirit bashed her way into the slit of Jay’s cock. The organ grew nearly three inches in one go. It now bulged an obscene ten inches.

Four spirits, each one more perkier and bustier than the last, emerged from the abyss and eyed Jay’s chest. The boy begged them to stop. He could feel the small mounds of fat on his chest jiggle with every little movement. They felt wretched and clumsy. He didn’t want more. Unfortunately, Jay didn’t have a choice.

A fifth spirit emerged, this one clearly dominant over the other four. She seemed to be all breast, her bosom supernaturally buoyant and round. She grabbed the spirits, two to each hand and **** them into Jay’s chest. They immediately dissolved and slithered into his nipples. The effect was immediate. An intense, burning, itching pressure formed in each small breast. Growing so intense, Jay nearly blacked out. When he came to, his new breasts were substantially bigger. The buttons of his blazer and button down were beginning to struggle.

“No more! Please, that’s enough!”

The spirits with the huge tits either didn’t understand Jay, or didn’t care. She moved on him with a nasty giggle and pressed her massive bosoms into Jay’s own plumping boobs. Jay howled in pain and violation as the spirit’s breasts seemed to fuse with his own.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

The buttons of Jay’s blazer busted off as the boy’s breasts rapidly enlarged. The creamy, pale mounds of flesh seemed to explode out of his school uniform. The jiggling mammaries were now massive — bigger and more beautiful than even the demon’s.

“I can’t take it anymore!” Mary groaned. “You’re turning to a girl! A hot girl!”

Jay suddenly felt something hot and throbbing on the thin skin of his old scrotum.

“No, Mary stop!”

The remaining spirits seemed to sense that something particularly debauched was about to take place. They all joined hands in a circle, their bodies melting into mist.

“I need this Jay,” Mary seemed almost apologetic. “You don’t know what it’s like. These balls…they’re taking over my brain! God, you are so hot now! So close to being a woman. Just a little more…”

Mary pressed her penis even harder. The pain Jay felt was immense.

The circle of vapor steadily closed in on the pair.

“Please don’t do this. You’ll damn both of us!”

“Relax, it won’t be so bad! You’re gonna be such a hot girl. Every guy is going to want to fuck you. But you’ll be mine! All mine!”

“Stop!”

The circle was now touching them.

“No!”

Mary, in a fit of rage, jammed her mighty cock as hard as she could. Jay’s scrotum split right down the middle. A small trickle of blood flowed from the from the wound, drizzling down Mary’s pale shaft. Then Jay’s flesh plumped and reformed into a tight, sopping labia.

A shiver ran through Jay’s body. He felt a cascade of changes rushing through him. A shimmer of fresh potential burst inside his core — the ability to produce and sustain new life. His essence flipped completely. Suddenly, the bulging tits and bubbly asscheeks and soft, kissable lips were no longer an embarrassment. They were the ultimate expression of his true form. He…no, she was never meant to be a boy. Her body had fought against natural puberty and artificial alike because at its core, its destiny lay elsewhere.

Jay felt Mary’s throbbing, manly rod stretch up her vagina. She was being penetrated! Bred by a big, strapping bull. This was how she was supposed to be! She was Gaia, Aphrodite, Ishtar! She was raw, natural power! She felt her new titties jiggle, felt her ass bounce against Mary’s abs. It all felt so good.

The vaporous spirit circle soaked into both of them. Jay grew even more beautiful. Her features refined to supernatural fullness and beauty. Meanwhile, Mary began to undergo her own transformation.

“Your pussy, it feels so fucking tight! I’m gonna…gonna…I’m gonna…gonna cum!”

The sound of tearing fabric filled the air. The sleeves of Mary’s shirt burst open as her arm muscles doubled, tripled, and then quadrupled in size. Jay felt the shemale’s body getting bigger and bigger against her. It only made Jay even hornier, feeling her sexy mate grow to full, bullish strength!

Mary’s muscles continued to grow and grow. Her skeleton stretched and her voice deepened even further. The shirt was soon shredded completely, revealing a large, muscular body that was a perfect blend of male and female. Soft, silky pale skin stretched across big, masculine muscles. Her breasts swelled to bubbly perfection under massive pecs.

“Oh fuck! You feel so tight! Arghhhhh!!!!!”

Something broke in both of them. Mary shrieked in her deep new voice as she shot her first fat load into Jay’s tight pussy. A moment later, Jay’s throbbing, foot long magic wand erupted with its own load — a burst of a vaporous energy.

In that moment, the pair were bonded. Mates, lovers, king and queen. Mary, not content to bust just one nut in her new girlfriend’s sweltering pussy, immediately started to thrust and rut. Her immense strength and bulging arms and made it easy to manipulate Jay’s body for maximal pleasure.

Jay felt the monstrous shemale pump into her. It thrilled her to know how much she pleasured Mary. Her whole body felt soft and full and delicious. For the first time in her life, Jay felt just right.