Mistress MJ

Warning: This story has futanari and female domination, if you don't enjoy any of these topics then I suggest looking at the other parts of the story.

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You feel a sudden rush of energy leave your body as Mary Jane's eyes light up with excitement. Her body begins to contort and transform, growing a massive cock that towers over you. Your own strength begins to wane as she asserts her new dominance. Mary Jane stands over you, victorious, as you lay helpless before her.

Mary Jane grins down at you, relishing in her newfound power. "From now on," she commands, "you will address me as Mistress. And every sentence you speak to me will end with the word 'darling.' Understood?" You nod meekly, the words coming out of your mouth involuntarily. "Yes, Mistress," you reply, trying to resist the urge to call her darling.

Mary Jane's hands wander over her voluptuous curves as her mind wanders to new possibilities. Suddenly, she grins slyly as she focuses her energy on your body. You feel your flesh begin to shift and grow, your breasts and ass expanding rapidly until they dwarf hers. Mary Jane gropes your new curves with awe and envy, almost as if she wishes she had them for herself. "You look amazing, darling," she purrs, running her hands over your new body.

Mary Jane orders you to put on her wedding dress, the fabric stretching tightly over your new curves. She holds out a pair of sparkling earrings, and commands you to put them on as well. As you comply, she circles around you, admiring her handiwork. "You look absolutely stunning, darling," she says with a wicked grin. "You'll be the talk of the town in that dress."

Mary Jane's cock hardens at the thought of your new ample bosom, and she orders you to wrap your breasts around it. You comply, feeling her member throbbing with excitement against your flesh. "Don't stop until I'm satisfied, darling," she orders, her voice a husky growl. You wrap your breasts tighter around her cock, feeling it pulse with each passing moment. You moan as she reaches the height of pleasure, finally pulling away. Mary Jane grins down at you, satisfied. "Good job, my darling," she purrs.

"Thank you, Mistress." You respond back.

"Good," Mary Jane responds with a smirk. "You seem to understand your new position." she adds, running a hand through your hair.

As Mary Jane snaps her fingers, you suddenly find yourselves transported back to high school. You're dressed in a black skirt and shirt with your hair in a ponytail and a headband, looking innocent and naive. Mary Jane is dressed as a jock in a tight-fitting outfit and hoops earrings, her massive cock creating a bulge underneath her jeans as she towers over you. "Looks like we're high school sweethearts," she says with a sly grin. "It's time to relive our glory days, darling."