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A sharp fingernail pokes Genevieve, awaking her.

"I have to go into work Gen. That was amazing, all is forgiven. Have some fun while I'm gone."

Have some fun while I'm gone? Genevieve wonders what the hell happened to serious Josie. And, she is smiling, but her usual warmth never makes it too her eyes. Genevieve manages to sit up and blow Josie a kiss as the door closes.

Genevieve looks down at the strapon. She gasps. The straps themselves seem to grown ethereal and the strapon is limp. She exhales, blowing a little air on her new appendage. Her eyes just about roll back into her head from the sensation and the strapon is instantly erect.

Genevieve asks herself, who would help her in the event of acquiring a cursed strapon? She whistles. That is one question she never thought she would ask. She thinks back.

She is looking for a gift for her new girlfriend Josie. The Wild Wiccan seems as good a place as any. She looks at the crystals. Some are quite pretty. An attractive elderly lady with hair of the purest white approaches her.

"I'm Glenda the proprietor of the store. What can I help you with?"

"I was looking at getting a crystal for my new girlfriend."

"You do realize most of what's in this store is complete crap?"

"Then why do you carry it?"

"Girl has gotta make a living. How about this quartz? It won't give her energy, but it looks pretty. And, I'll give you a deal."

Josie still loves her quartz, and Glenda knows more about the occult than anyone she knows. Genevieve throws on some nice loose sweats. Rubbing her little toy is becoming a no no.

The five block walk is the longest of her life. Trying to avoid everyone on the street is challenging. She opens up the old wooden door of the shop, ringing the even older brass bell.

"Gen, how are you?"

"Glenda, I think I need your help. I think I bought a cursed strapon."

She laughs.

Genevieve frowns.

"Oh, goodness, you are serious. Let's go take a look."

They walk into a little spare room in back. Genevieve slides off her sweats.

"Oh my! That is some seriously bad Ju-Ju, Gen."

"Can you get it off me?"

"I think I'd better try. That thing is nearly bonded to you. No telling what will happen to you if it finishes. Irena come here."

A thin wiry nineteen year old girl walks in.

"Genevieve this is my niece and apprentice Irena."

Irena extends a hand. "Nice to meet you, wow that toy you have just looks...delicious."

"Irena, this is important. You are still a virgin right?"

"Course auntie."

"What I'm going to do is transfer the toy to you Irena, from there I believe I can negate it. Irena stand there, Gen stand here."

There are no colored lights, no magic words, Glenda simply pulls the strapon off. For Genevieve, suddenly a whole array of sensations just disappear. She immediately misses them.

Glenda places it just above Irena's crotch it sizzles and seems to become one with her.

Irena's eyes roll up into her head. She speaks. "Gen how did you control this? Why...why would you want it off? Oh, auntie I am so going to fuck you. And, you're next." She smiles at Gen.

A wall of demonic pheromones hits Genevieve. She simply falls to the floor masturbating.

Glenda looks up. "Irena, you told me you were a virgin."

"Jason didn't count. We were both so wasted. But, you, you are going to count."

Irena pushes Glenda down ripping off her pants. She plunges the strapon into her.

Glenda whimpers in pleasure. Genevieve simply stares in wonder. Then she hears whispers. I belong to you. Don't let that sniveling little thief take me. Destroy the light within and we shall be one!

The scene and demonic pheromones leave Genevieve a puddle of lust. She resists the whispers. She sees the strapon is about to come. Somehow she knows if it does, her friend as she knows her, will be destroyed. She tears out the light within her. Suddenly she can feel the strapon again, even with Irena wearing it. She feels the pressure of orgasm build. She smiles and waits for Irena to finishe. Her phallus comes. She moans in pleasure.

Irena looks confused. Genevieve simply walks over to her, pulls off her penis. Irena passes out. Genevieve touches the penis to a spot above her pussy. It sizzles and becomes one with her.

Genevieve looks down at Glenda. She is undergoing a metamorphosis. Her short brilliant white hair is turning a lustrous black. It begins at the roots and is spreading down her hair, even as her hair lengthens. Soon it is shoulder length and black as midnight.

Her body youthens. Her skin tightens, breasts become bigger and perky. She looks up at Genevieve with eyes that are dark black orbs in a sea of white.

"Mm, thank you. I really needed a good fucking."

"Any time Glenda. What is happening to me?"

"Something wonderful, my dear. You are becoming an Omnibus. A demon of corruption. And, with that tool of yours, you will be irresistible."

Glenda looks down at Irena and snorts. She waves her hand at the prostrate girl and she changes into a black cat.

"That my apprentice is for lying."

"Meow?"

"Not to worry, next week you'll be in heat, after that I'll change you back."

Genevieve laughs. "Very appropriate. And, since you helped me, I wonder if I can improve your shop,"

Genevieve wanders over to the crystals, grabs her phallus, and spurts a black gooey load upon them. The crystals glow a dark glow.

"Now these crystals really will give the wearer energy."

Glenda laughs a wicked laugh. "Anytime you need help spreading the idol's influence, I'm always here for you."

With that Genevieve turns to leave.