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Tags in this chapter: blowjob, age regression, age change, facefuck, beautiful girl, trigger word

"Oh my God, oh my fucking God, oh my FUCKING GOD," Jasmine Ryder sat at her desk, in front of her PC, and stealthily looked down at herself. She screamed with her new, very high and feminine voice.

She jumped up from her chair and ran into the bathroom. There, she stealthily looked at herself in the mirror.

Jasmine Ryder was the ideal image of cute beauty. She was slim and well-proportioned, with an hourglass figure that would make any mans knees weak. Her limbs showed symmetrical perfection. Her hands were well manicured, ending in long, pink-painted fingernails. She was about 24 or 25 years old, she had large, amber-colored eyes and a small button nose. Her eyebrows were carefully shaped above her bright eyes, her skin flawless and immaculate. Her lips were full, but naturally shaped like a heart, her teeth were perfectly white. Blonde, well-kept hair fell straight down, complemented by a headband and bangs lightly covering her forehead. She wore a pink outfit consisting of a crop top with ruffled sleeves and a matching high-cut skirt. Her look was completed with white sneakers.

"What, what has happened to me?" she asked herself in shock, her hands clasping her throat at the sound of her unfamiliar, high voice.

"What do ya mean, by what has happened to ya?" came a deep voice from behind Jasmine. She turned toward the voice and saw a stranger, a tall, muscular black man. He was so tall that he barely fit through the door and so wide that he had to squeeze sideways through the doorway, or he would have destroyed the frame.

Jasmine took a step back from the intimidating man. "W..Who are you?" Jasmine asked the tall, black stranger.

"What's wrong, Jazzy? Thought ya were gonna give us ya first blowjob while I play CoD: MW4 with my buddy," said the large man, ignoring Jasmine’s question.

Suddenly, Jazzy's expression shifted and she got younger, around 18 or 19 years old. Her fear transformed into unknown desire, and a smile spread across her lips. The black man, Marco, took her by the hand and led her out of the bathroom into the room where Marco and his friend were gaming. Her PC, which she had just been sitting at, was gone, but Jazzy had nothing else on her mind but to satisfy the two men. Marco looked with a smile at his other buddy, Jason, who was also muscular. Although Jason didn’t have as large a penis as Marco, his member was still well-built. Jazzy could only tell men apart by the size of their cocks.

"Wait, what's happening? Wasn’t this my spot for gaming?" Jazzy asked aloud, pointing with her long nails at the desk, where Marco's PC was, her voice still high and shrill.

"You might have a spot under the table, but not at a PC. What else did we pay you for?" Jason said in a very calm tone.

Marco signaled to Jazzy to start her job, but Jasmine was still grappling with her memories and just stood in front of the two men. Something was wrong, she just couldn’t pinpoint what it was. Had they really paid her, or was that not true either?

"We booked you through OnlyFans. Now do your job, or I will file a complaint and get my money back! But before that, we will both have our fun with you. So, what's it going to be? Voluntarily, or not?" Marco said seriously now.

Fuck, she needed the money to fund her studies, and for someone else too, though she wasn't sure who this other person was, but they had a significant influence on her life. Why couldn’t she remember them?

Jazzy nodded to Marco and he gestured for her to come to him, which she did. Then he pushed her under the table and signaled for her to start.

Jazzy could see Marco relax in his chair and she thought that he was fully focused on the game in front of him. She took this opportunity to stretch her arm out and place her hand on the bulge in his pants, like she has seen it in so many porn movies before. He flinched slightly as she began to rub it slowly. Jazzy could feel him getting harder and she sped up her movements to excite him more.

With her other hand, she reached for the zipper of his trousers and opened them. She reached in and pulled out his already rock-hard cock. It had now grown to 11 inches and had a thick, black glans dripping with lust. Jazzy looked a little worried about the size of this penis, but after a sharp look from Marco, she set to work on his shaft.

"And always maintain eye contact," he said, which she did immediately. She looked up at him so sweetly that he just had to fuck her face.

She took the tip of his cock in her mouth and licked it gently. Marco moaned and she could feel him getting even harder. She opened her mouth wider and took as much of him into her mouth as she could. Marco moaned louder and pushed his penis deeper into her mouth. Jazzy felt him tighten in her throat and she began to gag.

She wanted to look away, but he slapped her in the face to remind her who was in charge: "Don't ya dare look away!" he shouted angrily.

Marco grabbed her head and held it firmly while he pushed his penis into her mouth. Jazzy couldn't breathe and her breathing became heavier and heavier. She felt tears welling up in her eyes and she began to gasp. Marco didn't let up and kept thrusting his penis into her mouth. She looked him in the eye the whole time, and that made it so much more pleasant to see her suffer.

Jazzy could feel her throat starting to tear open and she could feel her breath running out. She tried to free herself from his grip, but he held her tight. She felt tears running down her face and vomit coming up. Marco moaned louder and she could feel his glans begin to twitch.

With a final moan, Marco unloaded himself into her mouth. Jazzy felt the hot cum explode in her throat. She tried to free herself from his grip, but he held her tight. She felt herself running out of air and began to hyperventilate. Marco finally let go and Jazzy swallowed the last of his cum. She fell to the floor and tried to catch her breath. Marco leaned back in his chair and smiled with satisfaction.

It was as if she had given a blowjob for the first time, which was kind of true, but hadn't she done it hundreds of times before? But somehow it felt like it was her first time.

Jazzy was about to move away and go to her buddy Jason, but Marco held her back. "What about the kiss and should my cock be hanging out like this and gettin' cold?" He said with a sinister smile and looked down at Jazzy.

Slowly, Jazzy crawled back over to Marco with a red head and kissed the penis goodbye as she tucked it back into its hiding place and zipped it up. She crawled over to Jason and immediately began to tug at his pants.

"Hey Jasmine, a blowjob-queen like you doesn't have a problem with a blowjob, do you?" Jason said and had a sympathetic smile on his face.

Suddenly, Jasmine aged, transforming into a 24-year-old. Her mind underwent a subtle yet profound change, altering her mind, she suddenly had all kinds of experience with men's cocks, she knew the quickest way to bring them to orgasm, knew all the techniques to get a man and make his life extra good.

This time Jasmine started rubbing faster as she craved more cum. She continued to rub the growing cock as she unzipped it. This one wasn't as long as the first, but much thicker. She tried to make eye contact, but Jason's attention was on the game. Again, Jasmine pressed her tongue against the tip and began to swirl it around the bulging glans. With her free hand, she opened her pants and slid into her panties to rub her swollen clit.

"Oh fuck ya." Jasmine whispered softly as she took the entire length of the shaft into her mouth and began to bob slowly.

Her hands were everywhere, stroking and massaging the shaft and testicles while her lips and tongue performed a true masterclass in oral sex. She twitched her clit faster and faster as she stroked and sucked the thick piece of meat. Just as she felt her orgasm unleash its power, the first jet of cum erupted into Jasmin's mouth.

"MMMPFFF" was all Jasmine could get out with the spurting cock in her mouth as her orgasm washed over her.

She quickly sucked down the second and third shots of cum while still feeling the glow of her own pussy contractions. She gave the tip of the cock a kiss and tucked it back inside the pants.

She crawled out from under the table and positioned herself next to the two men. "Wow, that was super cool!" she said. "But, that was it, right? If I remember right, it was $1000 for this job, yeah?" However, Marco and Jason, who were gaming with their headphones on and shouting things at each other, didn’t hear her.

"Man, this guy is so annoying! Shoot! SHOOT!!!" Marco yelled.

"NO NO NO!" Jason exclaimed, hitting his keyboard in frustration, which made Jasmine flinch.

Since they had already paid and no one made any move to see her out, she picked up her handbag from the chair, adjusted her hair and dress, and walked to the door. Just as she was about to leave the house, Marco called out, "Madame Jasmine, I think I’ve been a bad boy!"

Her transformation began immediately...