Just His Type

Marta and her friends had heard the reports of the transformations, but definitely weren’t worried about them. It all sounded so farfetched. Women who had suddenly become someone different, but not only that, they were all the same someone different. Copies of a porn star, down to her whorish personality. Young, old, all races and creeds, it didn’t matter, they all became the same. They even ended up with the same slutty tattoos in the exact same spots. It couldn’t be true, could it?

As they all laughed about how crazy it sounded, like some sort of sick joke, they didn’t even notice the man passing them as he walked down the street. Nor did they know that the man, feeling very lonely, had been dabbling in magic. Specifically, that he had done a spell to allow himself one wish, and that wish had been for every woman he met to be exactly his type.

He hadn’t meant it like that. He just meant that he wanted himself and all the women he met to be perfect for each other. But the spell had decided that his “type” was the woman he was most sexually attracted to, and that the definition of “met” included every woman he so much as looked at. So the contagion quietly spread.

Within 48 hours, each of the group of friends had become the same woman, a woman with massive fake tits and an insatiable hunger for cock. They had the same tattoos and the same body built for fucking. It wasn’t long before each of them, now all exactly the same, had found a dick to fuck them and were riding it for all they were worth. Just like every woman the man even looked at.

The Woman played by Peta Jensen