Worthy Valentine

 

“That’s adorable.  I can only have one valentine and you think that you’re worthy of that honour?  For a woman like me?”

I gazed at the beauty in front of me.  I’m not even sure how I got the courage to ask her to be my valentine but I somehow managed to scrape enough of a backbone to do just that, and now, here I am.

“Well, you are certainly brave to ask that of me, so, there may be potential.  Perhaps you shall end up being worthy of being called my valentine by the end of the night, even if you’re not there yet”

My heart skips a beat as she accepts, I can feel the blood filled cheeks morph into an excited smile as I process that she’s actually willing to give me a shot!

“Well now, how about we see just how worthy you can become?” She winks and gives me a smile, her sultry voice seeping into my very soul.  There’s something…strange about her voice now.  I can’t explain it.  It makes me feel like my very core, my essence is being wrapped in a warm blanket.

 

“H-how can I prove myself?” I ask, eager to make her truly mine.

I see my smile mirrored in her face as she responds once again, keeping intense eye contact with me

“Focus on me.  Focus on every inch of me that you can see” She starts walking off into another room “And follow me, of course” she glances back and gives me a wink before passing through the doorway.

 

I’m shocked to find myself faced with the beautiful woman now with one knee on a bed.  She took me into her bedroom?  This can’t be real, there’s no way she would let this happen so quickly or so soon.  But, as confusion and doubt fill my mind, they are soon washed away by her soul shifting properties of that angel’s voice.

“Lay down on the bed” she said.  Her voice was gentle and calm, but its enthralling power had grasped my mind, body and soul, fully.  I could no longer comprehend the concept of not doing what she asked of me to the best of my ability.  And so, with all doubt already erased from not just my mind but my memory, I gladly did as she asked, and laid on the bed.  I saw her smile She knew the power she had over me, and on some level, I think I did too, but, instead of distressing me that my free will had evaporated, I instead felt calm…and happy…and excited for whatever my goddess had planned next.

 

I watched on as the perfect lady removed her dress and revealed her form to me.  She was so perfect.  Her massive breasts, her beautiful face.  She pressed herself against her mirror as she danced for me, giving me the show of a lifetime.

“You like this, don’t you?” she cooed.  All I could do was give a small nod.  I was completely entranced by her in more ways than I thought possible. 

She looked into me and smiled in response to my weak nod.  She swayed her hips and she made her way to the bed before crawling onto it.  “Good.  And have you been focusing on my body like I told you to?”  Another pathetic nod “Good, in that case, now the real fun can begin” 



She gave me a gentle touch and I felt a shock, like static electricity except…nice…fulfilling…loving.  I could feel my body start to shift, with my chest feeling like I had had a belt strapped way too tight around it that was now finally coming loose and my cock got harder than it had ever been as it twitched and…shrank?

“Keep focusing on me, on my body, on my beauty” she whispered to me, washing away whatever other silly thoughts were occupying my mind.  This was not the time to get distracted by anything.  My goddess was performing a show for me, I must take in every last detail of her divine body.

 

She removed the remaining clothes and danced by the edge of the bed.  My eyes transfixed on her, etching every moment I could into my mind, focusing on every curve, every hair, every line, every detail that my mind could absorb.  Nothing else mattered, I needed to focus on her and her body.

 

After a few minutes of watching her, something began to happen.  I could feel the fog lifting slightly.  Tiny pieces of my previous consciousness was coming to the surface only to be erased by the tidal wave of her power.  Like tiny bubbles trying to form a foam on the water’s surface only to be popped as soon as they rise to the top.  I felt the last twitch of my cock before it completely retracted into being my new clit, just like the one I had been focusing on.  I felt my breasts finish swelling until they matched her flawless tits.  I felt my face finish morphing into an approximation of hers.  As the last of my old will and mind was forever erased, I realised that it had been replaced by a better one.  It was replaced by her will, by her mind.  We were now one and the same.  I smiled at my other self as she smiled back.

“Well, the face isn’t perfect, but that’s okay.  The transformation magic will fix it over the course of the next day or two.  How do you feel?”

I knew the answer she was looking for, she wanted to know whether my old mind was still intact “Finally worthy of being your valentine”, I said, confirming that my old mind was completely overwritten with her own.  There was nothing left of who I once was, only a memory that was disappearing from everyone who wasn’t one of us.

 

She beamed at a successful ritual.  I couldn’t help but join in.  I had the memory of finding that old spellbook, and the magic that it etched into her mind last week, as well as the lust for power that it granted us.  I lay on the bed, and started to smile as I bounced my new tits up and down.  She continued to smile as she climbed back onto the bed and lay next to me, with the two of us bouncing our tits up and down, until we were turned on enough to finally engage in the best part of valentine’s day.

After we finished our steamy selfcest session, we put on some matching dresses and decided to take some photos.  Of course, we couldn't help but cop a glance at one anothers' tits from time to time during our shoot, but with tits like these, who wouldn't want to stare.  

Once valentine's day grew to a close, we decided to experiment with some spells from the spellbook now that we technically had a coven, even if it was only a coven of two.

1 YEAR LATER

 

It’s been nice, having two of me around.  We’ve gotten the hang of some of the magic that was gifted to us by that book, but we want to move on to more advanced spells.  There’s a small problem though.  The more powerful stuff, like the worldwide mind enslavement spell we’ve had our eye on for a while takes more juice…more power…more casters.  And so, here I am, having rounded up some suitors.  They all think that they have a shot with me…well, they do…but only once we’ve finished making them all worthy of being our valentine's dates tonight. 









Unlucky Circumstances

You were down on your luck, resorting to having to break into the homes of random people and steal from them in order to make ends meet. Th...