The Curse
You continue to follow Lizzie. You are still trailing behind when she finally reaches the door. You skip up to her, holding your shirt together, preventing your breasts to reach the cool, open air. Liz pulls down on the handle slowly and enters the room, you follow close behind.
"Try not to get in Cindy's way. She can be rather..confusing at times." Lizzie smiles at you.
"I still don't get why she decided to do this to me.." You pout.
"Well, like I said, she's confusing."
"Why? why does she hate me so much?" You asked with tears forming in your eyes.
"The only thing I know what to say is, she is confusing. I don't know how to explain it, but she's..different." She tries to explain.
"But what if-" You are interrupted.
"Sshhh.."
"Maybe-" Once again, you are cut off.
"Ssshhhhh..."
"What about-" This time you freeze, mid conversation. The crafty girl had managed to pull your skirt down to your ankles and sneak her index into your vagina, without you having time to react, ceasing your current action like a pacifier would a baby. Your arms lay limp beside you and your mouth remains open with drool slowly oozing out of the corner of it.
"But..." You manage to get out, in a lame attempt.
"Sshh.." She presses her other, free index against your lips, being more assertive than she was previously. Your top lay open without you to hold it together, revealing your incredibly round orbs. "It doesn't matter why or how." She strokes your cheek. "The only thing is.." She slowly runs down your neck with her finger. "who you are and what you are going to do with yourself." She tickles the inside of your womanhood. You giggle in response. "You should not see this situation as a problem.." She cups your breast and rubs it in a circular motion with her thumb, admiring her own work. "you should see it.." She pushes deeper inside your effeminate region. You moan and tilt your head back. "as an opportunity!" With that she presses a sensitive area within you and in effect, causes you to have your first orgasm. She continues to massage your breasts as clear fluid spews out and coats her hand. You moan and moan at this wondrous feeling. Your cum drips onto the floor and she carefully removes her intruding finger. You droop and pant heavily.
"Thank you." You look up to her. She smiles at you as if to say "I've done my job." She raises her warm, wet hand and holds it in front of her. She extends the finger that had previously ventured inside of you. She smirks and she opens her mouth and prepares herself for her own act. She pokes her finger through her parted lips and slides it along her tongue. Closing her mouth, she pulls on her index, emptying her liquid down her throat. You cringe she does so.
"S-sorry. I couldn't help myself." She comments.
"Erm...yh? Try not to get addicted to the stuff, but...I do hope you like it.." You respond. She smiles at you and you both begin to have fits of giggling.
Lizzie walks over casually towards her bed after you both get over you hysterics. She wipes her hand on her towel and sits down on her bed, leaning back, with her arms supporting her, waiting for you. She pats the bed next to her, encouraging you to sit down. You pull your skirt back up, hold your hands behind your back, stroll up to her sweetly and place your buttocks next to her. She wraps her arm round you and strokes your head sympathetically. You spread your arms out and yawn. This could've been a sneaky way to reach round her too, but you really are tired and just return your arms to your side. Lizzie, however, has other ideas. She brings her arm down to the bottom of your back and slides it under you, slowly moving her hand, caressing your round, firm rear. You lift up your head and shift in alarm, making a cute 'o' sound as you do so. You quickly settle and cover your mouth with your hands and blush profusely. Liz chuckles at your adorable display. She looks down at a clock on her bedside cabinet to check the time.
"10 o'clock. We had better be getting some sleep if we're gunna buy you some clothes of your own." She says. You face lights up at the mention of new clothes.
"Huh?" You let out.
"What?"
"I-I never really had any interest in clothing before..."
"Oh. Well, you know that earlier I told you that Cindy chose your punishment and I chose the specifics?"
"Uh-huh."
"Well, thats one of them. I chose everything from how many hairs on your head to your favorite colour."
"So..that's why I have no pubic hairs..?" You ask. Lizzie giggles and nods.
"Why couldn't you have left that sort of stuff alone?"
"S-sorry. I didn't think much of it at the time. I thought you'd be more bothered about the initial transformation."
"Hmph." You look away and fold you arms, pouting, before slowing turning back to ask another question.
"W-will they ever grow back."
"N-no." She slowly shakes her head and a guilty look spreads across her face. You can sense her depression.
"I-it's okay.." She smiles at you and thanks you for your forgiveness. "But can I ask one more thing..?"
"Sure." She is beaming now.
"How come I find you attractive still? Did you mess with my head?"
"Well, I wanted you to be more.." She rolls her hand to show she is thinking of the correct word to use. "..versatile."
"What?"
"I didn't specify for you to like me. I was hoping you would, but I never mess with people's feelings. It's morally wrong. I made it so you were sure to get paired up with some human being. To make sure you never lived alone. You are attracted to both males and females. And I'm glad you like me!"
"But, thinking back to those boys I knew...I still don't find any of them..." You screw up your face as you say the word. "hot."
"Well, some of the effects take time to kick in. For instance, it'll be a few days before your ovaries fully develop, so you won't have your first period for a little while and don't worry about that sort of stuff. I help you in that department. You finished with your questions, now?"
"Yep." You say with a smile and a feel of relief s you now know that your new partner has not manipulated you, but to confirm your relationship, "So, we together now?"
"Huh?"
"Are we a couple? Lovers?"
"Oh. that depends.." You heart sinks at those words. "You gunna repay me for that pleasurable activity just now?" She grins and you snicker.
"Sure." You both hug each other in delight and tears begin to stream down you face. Maybe this isn't so bad after all.
Liz wipes your tears away.
"You're okay now. You have me. I'll make sure nothing happens to you." Lizzie states.
"Promise?"
"Promise." She stands to get dressed into her nightgown. She removes her pink tank top and drops it, allowing it to rest on the floor. You stare in awe as her breasts bounce. She turns towards you and notice where you gaze is aimed.
"You are such a guy. Well, kinda. Not anymore I suppose, but..forget it. They are pretty amazing, right?" You nod, keeping you mouth open. She chortles at the comment. "Well, get ready for the show, Danny." She reaches behind her and un-clips her bra strap. Slowly, carefully she allows her breasts to breathe. You slip your hand down your skirt and nickers and begin slowly stroking the entrance of your vagina. "Don't ya think you've had enough of that?" She asks, flattered that you find her that attractive.
"Well, might as well get used to it, right?" She shakes her head at your excuse.
"Aren't you horny?"
"Well, you were the one who came onto me before.."
"Don't moan. You weren't exactly disappointed or struggling."
"I guess your right." You blush, but still rub yourself over the young girl. "But, you are pretty sexy."
"Thanks." She smiles and faces you. "Here's your reward for that compliment."
She grabs her breasts with either hand. She wobbles them around in front of her and you begin to rub yourself faster. She presses them together and you reach out to touch them with your free hand, rubbing harder still. You place your hand on them and begin to feel every inch of them.
"Calm down." She says. "Remember, you have a perfectly good pair of your own. To be honest, because you're still in the early stages of the transformation, you will probably find yourself cute, sexy even!" She lays her hand on your chest. "I think that's as far as a compliment will get you, anyway. But, you can always host a strip show of your own." She strokes your left tit, as it is exposed again. "I'm no different from you. We are both the same now. Don't see me as a different species, unlike yourself. Come on, let's get some sleep."
Liz lifts you hand out of your underwear and places it next to you. noticing it is moist, she wipes it with a towel. She faces her wardrobe and takes off her light-blue skirt. You focus on her soft, rounded posterior. She places her hand on it and strokes it tauntingly, knowing you 're looking. She turns her head, still hiding her 'area'.
"You like this too, huh?" You nod and face the floor, blushing. She covers her mouth, holding in laughter. "Well, I think you've had enough 'fun' for one day. Maybe tomorrow, if you're cute enough to persuade me, I might let ya touch it." She teases. She turns back round and pulls a pink nightgown with white rabbits over her. She looks up and down at your clothes. "You can't wear that, now. It's got your..stuff all over it." You turn red with embarrassment and cover the offending body part. "It's okay. We all have our moments." She roots through her wardrobe and holds out a long, pink, matching nightgown. You smile at the polite gesture although you are still not too keen on girl's clothes. You pull down your skirt and kick it away. "That's not very lady-like." Lizzie comments.
"Well, I didn't choose to be a girl, now, did I?" You fire at her.
"Do I need to give you another pep-talk?" You frown at her and remove your button-less shirt. You grab the gown and prepare to put it on when Liz tells you to stop. "Just look at yourself for one second." You do as she says. "I didn't want to have to do this, as it is one of Cindy's methods, but you are a girl and, I'm sorry to say, you can't change that. Try act like who you now are, not who you used to be." You nod silently. "I didn't want for this to happen, but I want you to fit in and you are better off enjoying yourself and doing what you should be doing in your current body, than hating yourself for what you are."
"'Kay.."
"And...cheer up." You nod once more and put on the piece of clothing.
"By the way..." You hope she isn't going to try and 'pep you up' again and roll your eyes. "You look pretty cute in that." You smirk and stand up.
"Where do I sleep?" You ask politely in a small, high-pitched, feminine voice.
"That's the spirit! Very sweet and dare I say, girly." You try to ignore it, but embarrassment soon shows on your face. "And, since we no other beds, your sleeping with me and I wouldn't have it any other way." She beams and lifts the duvet so you can climb into the bed.
"Thank you." You courtsy humoring her request for you to act more feminine and lie down in the bed.
"You'll probably sleep soundly since those spells can drain the energy from ya." She sprawls out next to you and pulls the cover over you both. "Night." She presses a switch next to her be and the lights turn off.
"Good night." You warp your arms around her waist. She is facing the other way , but holds your hands tight.
"And..I love you." She says quietly.
"I love you too." You both close your eyes and fall into a deep sleep.
You wake you her on top of you with the covers separating you. Her bright smile prevents you from pushing her off in a comical fashion, although the urge is still strong.
"You look so cute when you're sleeping!" She squeals. "Time to go and get you some clothes!" You rub your eyes and sit up. She pecks you on the lips and pulls you out of bed. You stand, in the middle of the room, slumped over, still tired. She then jumps next to you and begins to speak at great speed.
"Stand straight. Smile. keep your legs together." She barks. You find it difficult to follow these orders and she notices, so she speaks a little slower. "I'm sorry, but I want you to look as good and as effeminate as possible." She apologizes. You do feel a little more feminine than yesterday, but the idea of being a girl still annoys you. "Now, let's get you ready and than get you some clothes of your own."
"Try not to get in Cindy's way. She can be rather..confusing at times." Lizzie smiles at you.
"I still don't get why she decided to do this to me.." You pout.
"Well, like I said, she's confusing."
"Why? why does she hate me so much?" You asked with tears forming in your eyes.
"The only thing I know what to say is, she is confusing. I don't know how to explain it, but she's..different." She tries to explain.
"But what if-" You are interrupted.
"Sshhh.."
"Maybe-" Once again, you are cut off.
"Ssshhhhh..."
"What about-" This time you freeze, mid conversation. The crafty girl had managed to pull your skirt down to your ankles and sneak her index into your vagina, without you having time to react, ceasing your current action like a pacifier would a baby. Your arms lay limp beside you and your mouth remains open with drool slowly oozing out of the corner of it.
"But..." You manage to get out, in a lame attempt.
"Sshh.." She presses her other, free index against your lips, being more assertive than she was previously. Your top lay open without you to hold it together, revealing your incredibly round orbs. "It doesn't matter why or how." She strokes your cheek. "The only thing is.." She slowly runs down your neck with her finger. "who you are and what you are going to do with yourself." She tickles the inside of your womanhood. You giggle in response. "You should not see this situation as a problem.." She cups your breast and rubs it in a circular motion with her thumb, admiring her own work. "you should see it.." She pushes deeper inside your effeminate region. You moan and tilt your head back. "as an opportunity!" With that she presses a sensitive area within you and in effect, causes you to have your first orgasm. She continues to massage your breasts as clear fluid spews out and coats her hand. You moan and moan at this wondrous feeling. Your cum drips onto the floor and she carefully removes her intruding finger. You droop and pant heavily.
"Thank you." You look up to her. She smiles at you as if to say "I've done my job." She raises her warm, wet hand and holds it in front of her. She extends the finger that had previously ventured inside of you. She smirks and she opens her mouth and prepares herself for her own act. She pokes her finger through her parted lips and slides it along her tongue. Closing her mouth, she pulls on her index, emptying her liquid down her throat. You cringe she does so.
"S-sorry. I couldn't help myself." She comments.
"Erm...yh? Try not to get addicted to the stuff, but...I do hope you like it.." You respond. She smiles at you and you both begin to have fits of giggling.
Lizzie walks over casually towards her bed after you both get over you hysterics. She wipes her hand on her towel and sits down on her bed, leaning back, with her arms supporting her, waiting for you. She pats the bed next to her, encouraging you to sit down. You pull your skirt back up, hold your hands behind your back, stroll up to her sweetly and place your buttocks next to her. She wraps her arm round you and strokes your head sympathetically. You spread your arms out and yawn. This could've been a sneaky way to reach round her too, but you really are tired and just return your arms to your side. Lizzie, however, has other ideas. She brings her arm down to the bottom of your back and slides it under you, slowly moving her hand, caressing your round, firm rear. You lift up your head and shift in alarm, making a cute 'o' sound as you do so. You quickly settle and cover your mouth with your hands and blush profusely. Liz chuckles at your adorable display. She looks down at a clock on her bedside cabinet to check the time.
"10 o'clock. We had better be getting some sleep if we're gunna buy you some clothes of your own." She says. You face lights up at the mention of new clothes.
"Huh?" You let out.
"What?"
"I-I never really had any interest in clothing before..."
"Oh. Well, you know that earlier I told you that Cindy chose your punishment and I chose the specifics?"
"Uh-huh."
"Well, thats one of them. I chose everything from how many hairs on your head to your favorite colour."
"So..that's why I have no pubic hairs..?" You ask. Lizzie giggles and nods.
"Why couldn't you have left that sort of stuff alone?"
"S-sorry. I didn't think much of it at the time. I thought you'd be more bothered about the initial transformation."
"Hmph." You look away and fold you arms, pouting, before slowing turning back to ask another question.
"W-will they ever grow back."
"N-no." She slowly shakes her head and a guilty look spreads across her face. You can sense her depression.
"I-it's okay.." She smiles at you and thanks you for your forgiveness. "But can I ask one more thing..?"
"Sure." She is beaming now.
"How come I find you attractive still? Did you mess with my head?"
"Well, I wanted you to be more.." She rolls her hand to show she is thinking of the correct word to use. "..versatile."
"What?"
"I didn't specify for you to like me. I was hoping you would, but I never mess with people's feelings. It's morally wrong. I made it so you were sure to get paired up with some human being. To make sure you never lived alone. You are attracted to both males and females. And I'm glad you like me!"
"But, thinking back to those boys I knew...I still don't find any of them..." You screw up your face as you say the word. "hot."
"Well, some of the effects take time to kick in. For instance, it'll be a few days before your ovaries fully develop, so you won't have your first period for a little while and don't worry about that sort of stuff. I help you in that department. You finished with your questions, now?"
"Yep." You say with a smile and a feel of relief s you now know that your new partner has not manipulated you, but to confirm your relationship, "So, we together now?"
"Huh?"
"Are we a couple? Lovers?"
"Oh. that depends.." You heart sinks at those words. "You gunna repay me for that pleasurable activity just now?" She grins and you snicker.
"Sure." You both hug each other in delight and tears begin to stream down you face. Maybe this isn't so bad after all.
Liz wipes your tears away.
"You're okay now. You have me. I'll make sure nothing happens to you." Lizzie states.
"Promise?"
"Promise." She stands to get dressed into her nightgown. She removes her pink tank top and drops it, allowing it to rest on the floor. You stare in awe as her breasts bounce. She turns towards you and notice where you gaze is aimed.
"You are such a guy. Well, kinda. Not anymore I suppose, but..forget it. They are pretty amazing, right?" You nod, keeping you mouth open. She chortles at the comment. "Well, get ready for the show, Danny." She reaches behind her and un-clips her bra strap. Slowly, carefully she allows her breasts to breathe. You slip your hand down your skirt and nickers and begin slowly stroking the entrance of your vagina. "Don't ya think you've had enough of that?" She asks, flattered that you find her that attractive.
"Well, might as well get used to it, right?" She shakes her head at your excuse.
"Aren't you horny?"
"Well, you were the one who came onto me before.."
"Don't moan. You weren't exactly disappointed or struggling."
"I guess your right." You blush, but still rub yourself over the young girl. "But, you are pretty sexy."
"Thanks." She smiles and faces you. "Here's your reward for that compliment."
She grabs her breasts with either hand. She wobbles them around in front of her and you begin to rub yourself faster. She presses them together and you reach out to touch them with your free hand, rubbing harder still. You place your hand on them and begin to feel every inch of them.
"Calm down." She says. "Remember, you have a perfectly good pair of your own. To be honest, because you're still in the early stages of the transformation, you will probably find yourself cute, sexy even!" She lays her hand on your chest. "I think that's as far as a compliment will get you, anyway. But, you can always host a strip show of your own." She strokes your left tit, as it is exposed again. "I'm no different from you. We are both the same now. Don't see me as a different species, unlike yourself. Come on, let's get some sleep."
Liz lifts you hand out of your underwear and places it next to you. noticing it is moist, she wipes it with a towel. She faces her wardrobe and takes off her light-blue skirt. You focus on her soft, rounded posterior. She places her hand on it and strokes it tauntingly, knowing you 're looking. She turns her head, still hiding her 'area'.
"You like this too, huh?" You nod and face the floor, blushing. She covers her mouth, holding in laughter. "Well, I think you've had enough 'fun' for one day. Maybe tomorrow, if you're cute enough to persuade me, I might let ya touch it." She teases. She turns back round and pulls a pink nightgown with white rabbits over her. She looks up and down at your clothes. "You can't wear that, now. It's got your..stuff all over it." You turn red with embarrassment and cover the offending body part. "It's okay. We all have our moments." She roots through her wardrobe and holds out a long, pink, matching nightgown. You smile at the polite gesture although you are still not too keen on girl's clothes. You pull down your skirt and kick it away. "That's not very lady-like." Lizzie comments.
"Well, I didn't choose to be a girl, now, did I?" You fire at her.
"Do I need to give you another pep-talk?" You frown at her and remove your button-less shirt. You grab the gown and prepare to put it on when Liz tells you to stop. "Just look at yourself for one second." You do as she says. "I didn't want to have to do this, as it is one of Cindy's methods, but you are a girl and, I'm sorry to say, you can't change that. Try act like who you now are, not who you used to be." You nod silently. "I didn't want for this to happen, but I want you to fit in and you are better off enjoying yourself and doing what you should be doing in your current body, than hating yourself for what you are."
"'Kay.."
"And...cheer up." You nod once more and put on the piece of clothing.
"By the way..." You hope she isn't going to try and 'pep you up' again and roll your eyes. "You look pretty cute in that." You smirk and stand up.
"Where do I sleep?" You ask politely in a small, high-pitched, feminine voice.
"That's the spirit! Very sweet and dare I say, girly." You try to ignore it, but embarrassment soon shows on your face. "And, since we no other beds, your sleeping with me and I wouldn't have it any other way." She beams and lifts the duvet so you can climb into the bed.
"Thank you." You courtsy humoring her request for you to act more feminine and lie down in the bed.
"You'll probably sleep soundly since those spells can drain the energy from ya." She sprawls out next to you and pulls the cover over you both. "Night." She presses a switch next to her be and the lights turn off.
"Good night." You warp your arms around her waist. She is facing the other way , but holds your hands tight.
"And..I love you." She says quietly.
"I love you too." You both close your eyes and fall into a deep sleep.
You wake you her on top of you with the covers separating you. Her bright smile prevents you from pushing her off in a comical fashion, although the urge is still strong.
"You look so cute when you're sleeping!" She squeals. "Time to go and get you some clothes!" You rub your eyes and sit up. She pecks you on the lips and pulls you out of bed. You stand, in the middle of the room, slumped over, still tired. She then jumps next to you and begins to speak at great speed.
"Stand straight. Smile. keep your legs together." She barks. You find it difficult to follow these orders and she notices, so she speaks a little slower. "I'm sorry, but I want you to look as good and as effeminate as possible." She apologizes. You do feel a little more feminine than yesterday, but the idea of being a girl still annoys you. "Now, let's get you ready and than get you some clothes of your own."