After our lesbian intercourse Rita went to the pool. We had trouble with our neighbours lately and she wanted to play them a joke. Everyone should think I was ordering hookers into our house. So she sat on the edge of the pool, licking a popsicle while she enjoyed the glances of the neighbours. When she noticed Arnold Meyer, a narrow-minded and uptight person, Rita turned it up a notch. She looked right into his eyes and licked a drop seductively from the melting ice cream.
I needed a shower meanwhile. When I came into the bathroom, I saw the bathing water in the bathtub that turned my lovely girlfriend into a hot milf. Curiosity took me and I stepped into the cold water. I wore a wig, a milf-deo and took now a milf-bath. I couldn't imagine, what I would become. Ridiculously horny, that was for sure. I didn't think my breast could grow further, but in the next moment they did. If I wasn't already a wet dream, I became it now. Tattoos appeared on my body. The whole transformation felt great and I couldn't wait to use this body. I got out of the bathtub, drained it finally and dried myself.
My new form should be shown to Rita, but on the way to her I glanced the bag of things Emma and Carl gave to me after our threesome. In there I found a golden necklace. It was like I was driven remotely by my arousal. I couldn't withstand the urge to put it on. As soon as the latch clicked I felt younger and...mightier. Heavy black makeup appeared around my eyes and I was enwrapped in a red dress. Suddenly I was standing in high heels. Rita had to see this. I called her in and prepared my introduction. When she came around the corner with drops of ice cream on her tits, I showed her which ty I wanted to use next on her. And so I did. I wettened the glass dildo and rammed it into her pussy. She screamed in pain but also moaned in pleasure.
I don't know why but I was very rough to her. She played along for a while but then she tried to stop me: "Stop it! You hurt me! What's wrong with you?! Did you use any other things from the shop?" But I was in a rage. She just told me that she doesn't like the way I tortured her. But I got uncontrolable angry and shouted: "Beth yw eich barn chi? Pam ydych chi'n ymyrryd â mi?" Where came that from? Since when did I know such a language? "Os na allaf, byddwch chi eisiau!" I sounded angry and evil at once. It began to feel right, I throve into this new person my body housed. I became evil and I liked it.
My words had an effect. Rita grew a bit and her hair turned brown. Her face was not this feminine anymore, yet bright red lipstick appeared on her still full lips. The matching corsage was too small for her breasts, so they oozed out. She was still sexy but looked cheaper. Her stockings had ladders. Her whole clothing didn't look so luxurious anymore. But luckily her sexual excitement was back. She kneeled on our couch and said to me with a strange deeper voice: "I want to pay back what you did to me just now. I want to fuck you." Then she turned to me and exposed a dick I would have been proud of as a man. Rita arose, walked some steps over to me, leaned me on the table I was standing next to and rammed her cock into my pussy.
She fucked me hard and rough and I got wet by doing it. It felt great being fucked by a man when I was out with the wig the first time. But Rita was had woman's knowledge and came with extra equipment now. She knew how press the right buttons. I came first but she just kept fucking me. While she continued shoving her cock into me, she squeezed my tits very hard. It hurt but I loved it. What was wrong with me. I have never been into rough play. Then Rita's thrusts became slower but stronger. And finally she exploded her load into me, I came the second time in the same moment. We had a deep passionate kiss afterwards, looked into our eyes and knew who we needed to call. But Emma and Carl weren''t the persons we were about to fuck next.
Our friends were called quickly. They accepted and hit the road. We killed the time to their arrival with a blowjob. The first my girlfriend ever got. Whilst I blew her new cock, I noticed some further changes on me. My clothes became black and got a plumage. My hair turned red and I grew horns. Normally this would cause you to freak out, but my mind was filled with old knowledge of witchcraft. I knew everything was fine and kept pushing Rita's cock deep into my throat.
