The Magic Stone

You entered this pawn shop named "BIG ASS PAWN SHOP." 20 years old, on summer vacation from university, instead of going home to your family you visited a friend of yours named Roland. He's been a close friend since middle school and lives in the same town as your university, so you decided to pay him a visit instead of immediately driving back home.

Together, you and Roland went to BIG ASS PAWN SHOP. He walked around, casually browsing the merchandise, but you saw a stone radiating with a purple aura behind glass. "What is that?" You asked yourself. You were no expert on gemstones, but you have bought jewelry for girlfriends in the past and weren't an amateur, yet you never saw a stone like that.

A clerk approached and explained. "This, yeah, a customer came in fifteen years ago claiming this gem stone had magical powers of granting wishes and infinite power or some shit. I had it appraised, no one can tell me what kind of gem it is, so I gave him fifty bucks and put it on display. No one wants it the damn thing. So many people laugh at the granting wish magic thing and walk away and everyone that knows their stuff about gemstones says it's worthless, so I haven't been able to sell it."

"I'll buy it." You bought the gym and went to Roland's house after where you explained the whole thing to him. Roland laughed.

In Roland's house, you held the stone in your hands. "Wish granting and infinite magic power, huh?"

Roland laughed. "You believe that bullshit?"

You shrugged and laughed back. "Yeah, why not? Let's try it. Stone..." it radiated, shining brighter as I spoke to it, "make me a girlfriend." A blinding light flashed and when it dissipated, you see your reflection in the nearby mirror, and it's a woman.

"Huh?" You ran to the mirror and looked at yourself. Standing at 5'2 with long black hair, having a nose and lip ring, wearing glasses, you had a slim figure with B cup boobs. Your jaw dropped as you reached down to your crotch, feeling that you no longer had a dick. "What the fuck!? This stone turned me into a woman!"

Roland approached. "Let me see that."

You handed it to Roland.

Roland paced around the room, holding the stone. "Let me think, let me think. You spoke to the stone and asked it to make you a girlfriend."

"Yeah...I wanted a girlfriend."

"But instead, it turned you into a girl."

"No shit!" You said.

"I think that's the monkey paw version of the wish, I wonder," Roland paused and you noticed a smirk on his face, so you raised a brow. "Stone," it radiated in light as before, "make my friend you just turned into a girl fall on her knees unable to move."

"Huh?" You let out, feeling an unseen take over you as your legs felt weak, then gave out. You collapsed to your knees and trembled, unable to get back up. "Roland, what the actual fuck are you doing?"

"I'm thinking," Roland scratched his head. "Since you're a girl now, what do you want your girl name to be?"

"Excuse me?"

"Your name. I think the stone transformed you into your dream girlfriend, so if that's the case, what was her name?"

"Crystal."

"I see," Roland held up the stone. "I think the problem is that you were specific enough with your wish and the stone backfired its wish, turning you into your dream girl. It made YOU the girlfriend instead of making a girlfriend for you. So...stone," it radiated, "make my friend whom is now a girl always have been Crystal." It's light flashed.

You trembled, on your knees, unable to move, and once the light cleared all the pictures hanging on the wall from your childhood friend changed. They no longer showed you and him together as bros, but you and him together almost like a boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Roland," you began, pausing to gulp, "what the actual fuck do you think you're doing?"

Roland walked up to you and put his hand on top of your head, holding the stone high with his other hand. "You weren't the only one that wanted a girlfriend, Crystal. So..." he pushed your head, forcing you to look directly at the bulge in his crotch inches from your face. "are you going to do it willingly or do I have to command you to do it?"

"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? ROLAND, NO! TURN ME BACK TO A GUY! THIS IS FUCKED UP!"

"Stone," Roland said, making it radiate with light, "compel Crystal to give me a blowjob."

Feeling pressure in your chest, you stared at the bulge. Telling yourself no, but your heartbeat quickened, you started to sweat, and you felt your nipples getting hard as it tightened up. Your hands trembled as you felt pressure, stimulation from you pussy, and you unwillingly opened your mouth as it salivated it. After taking a gulp, your fingers inched towards his fly, and you unzipped it open.

"This is so fucked up, you're my bestfriend, I don't want to see your dick, much less suck it." You let out, despite feeling yourself getting wet between the legs and feeling heat overtake your body, burning out your hesitancy.

Breathing heavily, you unzipped Roland and pulled down his boxers, exposing his hard dick that whipped out, slapping you in the face. You had never seen his before, but while it wasn't as big as yours had been, Roland's dick was thick, having lots of girth. You gulped, wondering how it would even fit in your mouth. Closing your eyes and whimpering, a surge shot throughout your body from you crotch arching throughout all your nerves, and you let out a moan as it brought you to orgasm.

Your eyes shot open and you opened wide, sliding Roland's dick into your mouth. It stretched your jaw, you let out a heavy breath from your nose, and for the first time in your life, you were sucking a dick. Watching porn for years and having several girls suck you off, you knew how to do it, you knew what you liked, so you swirled your tongue around the shaft as you slid your lips down it, steadily pumping at a soft pace.

Roland moaned, clinching a handful of your hair with his hand.

You put your right hand in front of your mouth, squeezing it with the same pressure you used to masturbate with, and you stroked him while sucking, steadily increasing your pace. You closed your eyes, swirled your tongue, and moaned softly as another orgasm overtook you, shaking your entire body. You quickened your pace, keeping pressure on his shaft, sucking and stroking. You heard Roland moan, felt his shaft stiffen, and you knew it was time...

Keeping the tip in your mouth and your hand in front of your mouth, his dick pulsated, spurting the first load of cum onto your tongue. You moaned, tasting what tasted like warm salty jello, as eight more spurts filled your mouth. You moaned, slipping his shaft out of your mouth, and tasted his cum inside your mouth where the sour aftertaste hit you. Opening your eyes, you looked up at Roland and opened your mouth wide, feeling his cum stick like peanut butter, and you showed it to him before snapping your jaws shut and swallowing.

Shooting your head down, you exhaled a breath. "I did it...I actually did it."

"Oh fuck, Crystal, that was good."

You tried to stand, but found yourself unable to. "Roland...I can't get up! I did it, that's enough!"

"No, no, we're going to play a game," Roland said with a smile.

"Fuck you."

"That's no way for a lady to talk, Crystal. I can see it in your eyes, you want this stone from my hand to turn yourself back and get , oh, I know that's what you want!" Roland laughed. "Here's the game, you win under one condition, you get your hands on this stone. You touch it and the game is over, you instantly return back to a man.

"Now, there are two conditions for me winning: The first condition is that you MUST suck a dick to completion once per day, any dick at all, but you have to suck one every single day and if you fail to do so, then you will never be able to turn back into a man and you'll become my girlfriend for the rest of your life, unable to resist what I command you to do. The second condition is that you will orgasm and love the taste of dick and the taste of cum and if you get so full of lust that you have sex, then you will never be able to become a man again and you will forever become my girlfriend, but that sex only counts if it's willing due to your lust that will increase with every dick you suck. Those are the conditions and the stone will make the game a reality." Light flashed off the stone.

Your eyes grew wide. "I have to be a cocksucker, one a day, or I'll never return to my old body?"

Roland laughed. "That's right. That will give you more experience for when you eventually lose and have to be my girlfriend and future wife. Now, stone," it radiated, "compel Crystal to go home for the remainder of her summer vacation where she won't see me again until next university semester." It flashed.

You stood up, walked right past Roland unable to lift your hands to swipe the stone out of his hand for an automatic win, and you jumped in your car, turned the ignition, and drove back home across state lines. As you drove home, you were thinking to yourself: I'll never be able to get that stone back by myself, but maybe, maybe being a cocksucker will work to my advantage. Yeah...I can win this game. I hate that I have to suck one dick a day, every day, but horny guys like cocksuckers. I can win this.