Roleplaying

"So I can't alter reality, but I can change your perception of it, right?" Mike checked.

Melanie nodded, breathing in a quicker, more shallow way than usual, not out of excitement but fear. She wasn't into this at all, and didn't want her perception of reality to be warped, especially not to satisfy someone else's sexual fetish. But she had lost all agency to say no to this.

"It might seem hardcore, but it would be really hot for me to know you were experiencing a fantasy scenario of mine as if it were your reality" Mike tells his fiance "I know it sounds a lot, but I'd like to make it so you believe that whatever I say about your situation is real. It will still be pretend of course, apart from the actual transformation part, but it will seem to you to be actually happening. Are you at all open to experimenting with that?"

"Yes, if that's what you want" Melanie was **** to answer.

"God, I really don't know what I did to deserve you" Mike beams lovingly not believing his luck. Melanie was normally quite sexually conservative so this was quite unexpected. Perhaps it was her way of trying to save their relationship. He took her hands and looked into her eyes "I promise, this will all be very controlled and you will be completely safe. It may feel scary for a while, but knowing that you are experiencing this fantasy just as I imagine it is a huge turn on for me. I promise I will bring you back to reality as yourself at the end of this. Are you absolutely sure you are okay to proceed?"

What was being proposed here legitimately terrified Melanie. She knew she was in no danger, but it sounded like in a few moments she would be entirely convinced she was. And the transformations wouldn't even be fake.

"Yes Mike, I'm okay to proceed" she answered almost robotically.

Mike clasped his fiance's shoulders firmly and kissed her on the lips, as Melanie prepared herself to live out whatever fucked up fetish fantasy he usually kept hidden away in his mind.

"Melanie, when I leave the room, your perception of everything is going to change. You will believe you are a peasant girl who has had to resort to stealing to eat. Your clothes will be rags, torn in a way that leaves much of your body exposed. This room will be a wizard's laboratory that you have broken into in desperation to try and steal a few coins for a meal. You know how much trouble you will be in if the wizard, me, catches you. When I reenter the room, you will see me as myself, but taller, more muscular, with more chiselled features, and wearing in the robes of a mighty wizard. My magic wand will be my giant dick, which I can wave to enchant or transform you in any way I wish. Got that?"

Melanie Just stared back at Mike in disbelief. If this was the kind of thing he liked it was no wonder they had never felt very compatible sexually.

"I'm going to ask you one more time. I can still undo this command, but once I leave the room it begins. Are you sure you are okay with this?"

Every fibre of Melanie's being was screaming no.

"Yes" she answered.

"I love you so much, and I will make this up to you, I promise!" John told her as he rushed out of the room like an excited schoolboy.

Suddenly everything shifted, and Melanie was standing in a wizards laboratory, barefoot and in tattered rags.

She knew instinctively she shouldn't be here. Wizards always had money, and probably wouldn't miss a few coins that would allow her food and shelter for the night. But If she got caught she would surely be transformed or otherwise enchanted. It was barely worth the risk, but she was here now and hungry, so she decided to quickly search for some silver and escape though the window. But before she had the chance to do anything, there was a knock on the door.