Masturbation Material

Holly couldn't believe just how badly this had gone. A part of her had realised there was a chance Paul might strip her naked, maybe even fuck her against her will. But to turn her into a porno mag that could be occasionally transformed into a sex **** when his girlfriend wasn't around was beyond even her most paranoid nightmares.

Right now, there wasn't much she could do about this. Her best hope was that Paul would quickly get what he was doing out of his system. realising that turning a friend into masturbation material just because he could was horrifically wrong, bordering on evil, and that he wouldn't want to be that person. However she also knew the history of the curse, and that the men who were corrupted by it tended to get more rather than less depraved over time.

Holly had always been someone who tended to overthink and catastrophise and, soon finding herself placed at the bottom of a pile of other magazines in a drawer in Paul's bedroom, she couldn't really do much else. She wondered what might happen if someone other than her master found her like this. What would happen if Jane unearthed a dirty magazine of one of her boyfriend's female friends? Holly could end up in the trash. maybe even ripped apart in anger. Or what if Paul decided to show his very specialist publication off to his buddies? A lot of their friends were mutual. She also dreaded to think what kind of intimate information about her was contained within her pages, alongside explicit pictures she had never even posed for. She had no idea which of her secrets had been spilled. It was after a day or so in the drawer (it was hard for Holly to keep track of time as she currently was) that she finally got a taster.

"Okay Hols, I've got a little space for some alone time with you while Jane is at the store, but not enough for us to get physical unfortunately. I think I'm gonna read you on the toilet, since it is the only room with a lock, just in case we get disturbed."

Holly just wanted to be back in the drawer already. That was practically dignified compared to where she was being carried and what she was more than likely going to be used for.

"Let's have a read of you Hols, shall we. Find out some of your dirty little secrets"

Holly could only wait in mortified silence for Paul to start reading extracts from her text out loud.

"Holly Fantasy rank number ten. I sometimes like to imagine being taken advantage of by a hot doctor" Paul read in a tone that was a strange combination of mocking and horny "First of all he makes me strip naked, then examines me in intimate detail, first with a speculum, then with his fingers and finally with his cock. Holly Fantasy rank number nine. I'd love to have sex in a house of mirrors, just imagining seeing myself like that from all angles while I'm being fucked is so hot. Holly Fantasy rank number eight - oh, this one is interesting and doesn't surprise me, honestly - I love the idea of fucking someone in a position of authority over me, like a professor or a boss. They would order me onto their desk in their office, strip me and take advantage of me while everyone else was just outside, not knowing what was going on. Damn Hols, I should show that to Graham, I'm sure he would love to make that one come true. Except you are all mine now, of course. We can come back to the rest of this list another time. I can't wait to find out what's at number one"

Paul then flicked through the magazine until he found a double spread of nude pictures of Holly, one of her on her knees with her arms by her side and the other of her squatting with her legs apart and her hands behind her head. He threw it down onto the floor in front of him and unzipped his flies.

"All those years acting like so were so fucking flawless and you're just a dirty little slut deep down, aren't you, Hols? I bet you are enjoying this!"

Holly really wasn't. All she could do was look up hopelessly as Paul stared down at her exposed body and furiously tugged at his dick while pulling an incredibly ugly expression and making aggressive grunting noises.

"You made me do this Holly, just remember that!" Paul gasped as he reached his climax.

Moments later, his sticky, slimy bodily fluids were splattering all over Holly as well as the surrounding floor. The small and texture revolted her. She could then hear a rattling of keys downstairs.

"Shit, look at the position you've put me in Hols, you little whore!"

Paul ripped off some toilet paper and cleaned his dick up first before wiping down Holly with another sheet. Thankfully her pages were glossy and it came off easily enough without leaving her soggy. She was then quickly walked back to Paul's bedroom, rolled up in his sleeve.

"You okay up there babe?" Jane called up the stairs.

"Yeah, I'll be down in a minute!" he called back as he deposited his very special porno mag back into her new home at the bottom of his drawer.

Holly hoped that next time Jane was out they would have enough time for her to be turned human again so she could actually reason with Paul. She had between now and then to work out what she could say to convince him to end this madness.