Wrong house, wrong reality!

However, the figure that opens the door is not Frankie.

Nor is her mother or her aunt.

No, much to Kim's horror she realises that in her horny and addled state, as her smarts leak out of her pussy she's gone to the wrong house.

Kim gapes up in wonder, lust and despair at the pale white figure that opens the door, completly naked, smoking a long cigarette and stroking a large, throbbing, dripping cock, ghostly pale apart from it's fat ink black head.

'Oh fuck...Hey Kim.' The incredibly pale punk said, cocking her head, pretty yet cruel face in a gleeful little smile and spreading her legs apart, her large dick pulsing a thick trail of pre and Kim moans as the scent of the girl hits her, carrying dozens of new memories of a tottally altered world that slams over her mind and thick drool licks from between her huge, royal purple glossed lips.

Samantha Smith

She had been a friend once. A short and plump blond with a kind smile and a soft, demure demeanour. The two hung out regularly with Frankie. The three forming an impromptu study group even though Samantha went to a different school. In turn, Kim had started taking the plump girl out jogging with her, helping her get in shape to middling success.

She'd even started to develop a small crush on the soft spoken nerd, one that Kim thought the blond had reciprocated!

Then her father, Frank, had convinced her or been convinced _by her _to get that genital swap process!

God! What had possessed her to _do _such a thing!

Kim didn't know, nor did she know what had possessed Samantha after the process!

Whatever it had been though, had been in that cock! That pale, ghostly dick.

Kim had no idea what sex fiend or demon they had snagged it off, what debauched deviant it had belonged to or what lab they had cooked it up in but as soon as it was grafted on in place of her pussy it began to change Samantha.

The most notable thing was how pale her skin grew. Samantha had always been fair but after she got the cock, it seemed to leech the colour out of her skin while her blond, curly hair grew inky black and perfectly straight, hanging down her tall and toned body. That was another thing, the huggable plush seemed to have bled off of her, replaced with lean defined muscle that rivalled the sporty Kim's. No, her remaining fat seemed to have fled into her tits, huge pale mountains and her bubbly ass and thick thighs, each covering her firm glutes and hams in a layer of feminine softness.

Kim and Frankie's attempts to get Samantha in shape soon became them watching her tight, bubbly ass, clad in black and purple yoga pants, swaying as she ran infront of them as she easily began to outstrip them. Watching in awe and jealously as her perfect body only grew more perfect in preogressibly sluttier outfits, her fat cock hard.

It was _always _hard.

It never seemed to fully deflate but it hadn't been as big as it was now.

In fact, it had been on the fairly modest side, even small when she had first got it and shyly and redfaced let Frankie and Kim see it but then...

Then she had started to play with it. The more attention Samantha gave it the more it gave her and the more it demanded in return.

Kim had seen this first hand and it had been the start of her own fall...

After one of their jogs, a particularly fierce hill sprint Kim had stayed over at Samantha's while Frankie retired home and had, after being drawn to the sound of moaning and gasping, checked on Samantha only to find her jerking her small, pale dick furiously while glaring into the mirror, body still glistening with sweat and yet barely flushed with exertion at all from their monster sprint.

She hadn't seen Kim looking from the doorway through a crack in the ajar door but the scent of the pale woman hit Kim like a ton of bricks, eclipsing her suprise and revulsion. It was musky and heady and mingled with Samantha's sweat but most of all it smelled of black liquorice and other exotic and mysterious smells. Kim's pussy instantly gushed as her tongue reached out and tasted the air instinctively and she whined softly, pawing at her lithe body as her eyes were drawn to the pale dick, capped with that ink black head, her eyes following it, entranced until Samantha groaned, grunted and arched her back, blowing her load across the mirror, splattering the reflection of herself as she moaned loudly.

Samantha moaned and shuddered, her hair, still mostly blond at this stage gained a few streaks of black, her curvy form slimming, her skin paling and her dick swelling in her hand, her balls folloiwng as well despite the fairly prodgious load she had just shot out. It flagged to barely half mast, throbbing and eager even as Samantha darted forward, both hands on the mirror as she moaned and sucked at her own cum coating her reflection.

'Such a slut, Such a fucking slut~Hah~More-I want more...'

Kim had watched, wide eyed before scuttling away, sprinting back home, not only in fear but in deep burning need. She had got home and immediatly jumped in the shower, horny and sweaty and frigged herself to a knucklebiting orgasm, trembling and sinking down to her knees, water cascading down her dark hair, plastering it to her tanned body as she stewed in satisfaction, fear and lust.

Kim had seen Samantha the next day, none the worse for wear and apart from the physical changes, no different in personality apart from the soft, barely noticeable smell of liquorice and lust that occasionally wafted up when Samantha stretched or adjusted herself as subtly as she could.

Kim had meant to confront her on it, on what had happened but could never find the best time, after all, Kim had been _spying _on her jacking off in her own room. How did you bring that up, and around Frankie as well?

Then there was the scent. It kept springing up, Samantha would be talking to her normally and then Kim would become a horny, **** cluster of lustful need beneath the surface as soon as it touched her nostrils.

She resolved to do it after their daily jog, Frankie having to bow out due to a after school charity thing but instead...she found herself in the doorway again, watching her hot, shy friend getting much hotter, and much _less _shy as she beat her growing dick. The first tattoo came then, just after she had blown her load once more the ink black tattoo had appeared on her thigh, jet black contrast against her pale skin before Kim had run off again, shame faced and horny to another shower frig session.

Again, she decided she would say somthing the day after!

The after, she had silently jilled off along side Samantha, her fingers working furiously beneath her shorts and panties, timing her orgasm so it was almost in sync with her now stunning, ghost white friend.

It had been immense, Kim had seen starts and nearly drew blood when she shoved her fist into her mouth the stifle her whorish moans as Samantha's heady musk surrounded her, enveloped her.

She had squirted for the first time in her life and had to jog home, shorts soaked and stinking of sex. After that, her own libido had began to shoot up, it became a ritual, masturbate before the jog so she could get through the workout without becoming a moaning slut, watch Samantha jerk it like a pervert, cum, jog home to a shower, cum again.

She had started to take pictures, not for evidence but because she needed more for the spankbank. Her dreams were filled with Samantha and her cock, fantasising about how she would change, become more beautiful and more sexy each day.

By this point, Samantha had started to change mentally, her humour becoming darker and cruder, her eyes losing their kind and bashful glint, emerald green orbs replaced with cruel humour and arrogance. She would pick on Frankie and Kim, teasing and goading them and laughing glefully at their furious responses. Well, Frankie's responses.

Kim was too distracted by how Samantha only ever sat, legs spread in the tighest pants and skirts she could find, showcasing her now prodigious package. No one ever called her out it though, even as she would openly leer at another girl's tits right infront of her, she had a aura of pure distilled intimidation and authority.

The final straw between Frankie and Samantha was when she had turned up to Frankie's birthday, the pool party, wearing a tiny two piece bikini, black as night apart from tiny little cartoon skull and crossbones on them. The top only barely covered her fat nipples, exposing her mountainous tits, cut back and defined stomach and the bottoms restrained rather and covered her huge cock, her balls and girth bulging obscenely out the sides of the fabric.

She had entered the pool, smoking a cigarette, her large chest heaving as she sucked in a huge breath and breathed out slowly, grinning salaciously and devouring Frankie's body with her roving eyes.

Thankfully, the pool party had been all of Frankie's friends and so were of a similair age and all of them legal but that had been the end of that friendship and the party for that matter.

Kim still went jogging with Samantha though, maintaining a tie between them...

Somthing Kim had noticed though was that Kim had stopped growing. Each time she jerked off , it seemed she would get diminishing returns, less growth, less pleasure, less corruption and it was frustrating Samantha to no end. She would moan and snarl and scream at the reflection of herself but to no avail, she would cum, but it wouldn't be the body quivering climax she wanted.

So she would start again, almost immediatly, her room drowned out by hardcore metal and punk and even more hardcore porn but no change.

Until she caught Kim of course.

It was perhaps after Samantha's third orgasm of the evening, the mirror coated with thick spunk when Samantha had darted out of view, Kim assumed to get more lotion or lube or even to switch the porn video she had streaming next to her mirror.

Instead, Samantha had flung open the door and grinned down at Kim with a hungry, lecherous smile before reaching out with a pale, black nailed hand, gripping her by the shirt and pulling her into the room, grasping the squeaking Kim tightly by the ass, her throbbing dick pressed between their two toned stomachs.

'Hey Kim' She said, eyes gleeful, lit by the glow of a slim cigarette that glows as she inhales deeply before breathing out, deep grey blue smoke pouring out her nostrils almost like a dragon,

'Welcome to my lair.'

Kim had expected her to be cooler,cold even given how pale Samantha was but it was the complete opposite She was hot and alive and the feeling oh her perfect, smooth skin rubbing against Kim's sent electric bolts of pleasure through the petite Asian's body and she quivered in Samatha's firm grasp.

And _her _dick. It was boiling and throbbing and pulsing a heavy, regular tempo in time with Samantha's heartbeat and the _scent _of it, the sheer overpowering musk caused a tiny microorgasm to tear through her body and she slumps raggedly against Samantha, her face resting against the punk's large pale tits and Samantha coos, gripping the back of Kim's head and giggling before blowing a thick cloud of smoke into Kim's face.

The smoke was...weird. Fragrent and heady and it seemed to curl and tease her skin, carressing her cheek and neck before flowing down her throat and Kim felt her body grow even more sluggish, her pussy leaking down her legs, soaking her shorts as Samantha blew more smoke into her face. It was heavy and _almost _blue and seemed to form tiny, dancing figures infront of her~

'Ahh~It's a neat trick huh? Happens to every cigarette I smoke, tar goes in, nice hypno smoke comes out-' She grins and Kim feels cool air around her ass and legs as Samantha tears her baggy shorts in half, her black nails digging into Kim's firm ass.

'Noticed it about a week ago, roughly the same time I first caught you fucking yourself while you peeped on me. I'd be horribly embarressed if I wasn't so delighted to learn what a wanton slut you are!'

She bends her legs slightly and Kim moans as she feels Samantha's dick trail down her trim stomach, down her mons before she feels the fat, jet black head tease her folds. She had stopped wearing panties for her jogs, they just got in the way...

'Which is good for me-So very good...' She says, a little sorrowfully, a little angrily, 'Because I've stopped changing, growing, becoming better and I've come to the conclusion it's because this naughty little cock likes fucking good girls and well, as you can see _I'm _tapped out of goodness!'

She began to push in, Kim's lips parting eagerly, soaking and **** and Samantha moans loudly, 'I'm going to _fuck _you until you're a bigger slut than me and you're going to help me _ascend! _That sound good to you Kim?' She said, eyes glittering as she devoured the rest of her cigarette, swallowing it down loudly and breathing out a heady gust of blue smoke.

'P-Pluh' Kim burbled, drooling and sucking a line across Samantha's tits, she was _so _horny.

'P-Please!' She squeals and jerks forcefully.

By this point, Kim was barely more than a drooling sleeve but her body worked on insticnt and her slim hips drove down, shoving her pussy around Samantha's fat cock, feeling only the tiniest bit of resistance as Samantha's schlong took her virginity.

'Oh _fuck _YES!' Samantha squeals, her eyes rolling at the sensation, 'Oh you're a fucking virgin! _So am _I! Take my fucking virginity you fucking slut!'

What followed was a succession of hard, raw fucking, lead wholly by Samantha as she claimed Kim's body. Holding her against the bed and fucking her raw, then grabbing her in a nelson and forcing her to watch herself in the mirror getting dogged roughly from behind. She fucked her face, using her throat as a sleeve, getting rougher and more selfish as Samantha realised what she could get away with as she fucked Kim into a docile little toy for her use.

Samantha's hypothesis was correct as well, when she blew her fat load deep into Kim's pussy, she grew once more, her fat cock stretching Kim's tight pussy as she moaned, emerald eyes fluttering while her tits grew, her muscles tensed and her mind grew sharper.

'Hah~That was nice...' She breathed, nibbling on Kim's ear as she slowly thrust in, thick spooge leaking out of Kim's cunt before the sound of a zippo lighting another cigarette echoed behind Kim and another cloud of blue smoke sent Kim into a deep, relaxed state as she felt Samantha's prodigious length begin to harden in her pussy again.

It felt...right...for it to be there and she rocked back into it and moaned softly, breathing in Samantha's scent as well as the smoke,

'Hah~Feels good doesn't it? My fat dick in your pussy? Good, because you're going to come here every afternoon after our jog and you're going to do nothing but drain my balls, got it?'

Kim lets out a mewl of ascension and hears Samantha chuckle before a sharp stinging across her ass and a loud slap rings out as Samantha swats her ass hard, picking up her tempo again as she begins for the fourth round of heated, relentless rutting!

That had only been the first time, but it hadn't been the last. True to her word, Kim went back, every day and every day, she left several hours later, well fucked and blissed out of her mind, stinking of smoke and Samantha. After a while, the pretence of the jog went out of the window, Samantha staying at home, her body perfectly healthy and fit thanks to Kim's regular fuck sessions with the goth bitch.

Then she began to notice changes in herself. Her tits were bigger, so was her ass! They began to swell and grow, her flat chest replaced by a pair of big fat milkers that Samantha gleefully abused and groped before coating with ever growing loads of spunk.

'Show these off. Your ass as well, only tight sportswear from now on. You're here to make my dick hard and then make it soft again...Well, as soft as it ever goes!'

The more she fucked the pale futa, the more she changed, her tits grew heavier, her fat ass straining the tight yoga pants she now always wore. Her pussy outlined luridly as it plumped up and dripped. She was always horny now, her mind constantly fixating on Samantha whenever she wasn't in her prescese, her pussy burning with need.

People, her parents and Frankie began to get worried but she couldn't bring herself to care anymore, her grades began to slip as she found it harder and harder to concentrate.

'I don't need you smart.' Samantha had giggled as she shoved a huge dildo into Kim's cunt as she pounded her asshole with her massive, ghostly dick. It was a true python now and these sessions had become so rote that Samantha was using her free hand to scroll through Frankie's social media, biting her lip and grinning as she saw a particualty nice photo of Frankie in a sundress, her slim and cute body showcased despite the modest flowing dress.

'God I fucking love a girl with freckles!' She grunted as her balls clenched and she blasted another few points of IQ from Kim's mind as the Asian's own orgasm, now ingrained to happen every time Samantha came turned her into a drooling, gushing mess as she seemed to shrink slightly, large tits growing even bigger.

'Hmmm-' Samantha purred, gripping Kim's huge jugs, 'Not growing as much anymore-I think you're about done slut~'

Kim whined and mewled, 'P-Please, Please I need your dick Samantha-Please!'

'Hah~Don't worry-' She said gently, running her pale hand through Kim's dark hair, 'I won't leave you but I want these bigger-' She said, groping the huge, tanned boobs,

'What do you think of getting implants?'

And that, was the end of Kim the scholarship athlete and the start of Kim the bimbo fucksleeve.

Frankie watched Samantha drive her dick down Kim's throat, looking bored as Kim worships and slobbers over her dick, the two of them still in the doorway to her house, blatantly visible to anyone walking by or looking out their windows, as Frankie was now, her memories updating as she leered down at the debasement of her (sorta) friend.

Now...Back to her own fun!

She had "her" brother in the next room, Frankie's sweet, caring brother. Oooh, the things she could do to him!

"Her" aunt and mother downstairs, a lawyer and a psychologist, perfect for corruption and Otto appeared to be sucking off his own dad.

That was fucking hot. He'd made George into a nice, ebony fucktoy but Frankie wanted to improve. Take all those dials that Otto had set to ten on George and blast them up to 11+

Otto wasn't gagging on George's big black dick yet so surely it should be made bigger.