Not what the boys were expecting

"But, I'm a lesbian..." you say to Alice. Your heart is clear, your friends are not giving you as much as a tingle, but when you glance over at Alice you feel your heart flutter.

"What?" Jamie and Max said as they blinked and tilted their heads, their formerly jeering and horny looks replaced by confusion. "That's not going to work for us," Max said as he got up from the desk he was leaning against.

"Oh?" Alice said to no-one in particular. "You should have been a bit more..." she said as she made a gesture with her free arm, causing transparent pink fuzzy shackles to appear on Jamie and Max's wrists, ankles and neck, freezing them awkwardly in place. A pink gag slipped over their mouths as they tried to cry for help, leaving them muffling and hanging in the air.

"...Specific," Alice said as a flash of disgust crawled over her face before glancing back at you. "Sorry about that, darling. I did promise them a fucktoy from whomever they sacrificed... but they didn't mention that I was to leave them unscathed."

You giggle and roll your eyes at the two. "Wow, you guys are idiots," you say as you feel elated for a moment. "but wait. I still have to be their fucktoy?"

"Being someone's fucktoy isn't a permanent state of existence either, if you're being technical about it," Alice said as she pulled down your top and gave your nipple a hungry look. "Which I will be. Anyway, these whiny moans are turning me off," She said as she left you by the desk and walked over to the two boys. "Some might call be narsicistic, but I have a preference in my minions.

Alice made a gesture with her hand and the two boys turned slowly around in the air. A glowing pink belt appeared around their waist and it held their asses up for her to ponder for a few seconds.

A large slap reverbed through the room, shaking the house, as Jamie was turned into a brunette version of Alice, wearing a skirt and licking a lollypop.

Alice snapped and the pink restraints disappeared, causing Jamie to land expertly on her heels and look down at herself for a few seconds. Then she slowly licked the lollypop and crooned happily, rubbing her thighs together at the sight of herself, Alice and yourself.

It was very hot, you had to admit, as one of your hands crept down to your panties and began gently rubbing at your new womanhood through your panties.

"I'll call you Beatrice," Alice said with a sigh as she booped Beatrice's nose.

Beatrice shrugged her shoulders and slowly dragged the lollypop out of her mouth. "Yes mistress," she said and did a small curtsy.

"Why not Jamie or Jenna or something?" you asked Alice as she moved over to Max, who was looking even more **** to escape.

"Oh, I pretty much rewrote his mind to be a copy of myself. He's in there for references, so she'll develop her own path, but right now we're pretty much the same in spirit."

"Oh," you say and think for a moment. "And me?" feeling a seed of dread.

"Maybe thirty percent or so? I like my fucktoys to have a little spice," Alice said as she caresses your face.

"That sounds... good?"

"It is good," Alice said with a smile as she suddenly spun around and slapped Max' butt. Another world shuddering pulse and a new woman landed on the floor.

This one had darker hair, which was pretty much the only sign that she'd used to be a dark skinned boy named Max. She glanced down at her chest and shook it sideways, pouting a little at the jiggle. "Would it hurt you to grow these a little in the future, mistress?" she asked.

"If you behave, Callie," Alice said in a teacherly tone. "Now you two sit down and watch me break in your fucktoy friend."