This story deals with both feminization (body changing) as well as magic. Some people don't like these things. If you are such a person, this story is not for you! Sorry about that!
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I had decided to meet an old friend for coffee. We hadn't seen each other in a few years. Her name was Maria, she had short black hair, pale white skin, and pretty considerable tits. We had met in high school. I was a fairly shy kid at first, whereas she was always this incredibly outgoing alternative girl. She listened to interesting music, went to concerts, dyed her hair. As a high school student, I had never seen anyone like her before (though of course I would grow up to meet many). This made her so remarkably special. The photos she would post onto her myspace weren't necessarily provocative to everyone, but they were to me. Maria in a tube top dancing at some 21+ night club, guys rubbing their hands around her tits, that devilish smile on her face. I had no trouble whipping out my cock and furiously abusing myself.
I was always too shy to approach her, at first at least. Like all high schoolers, I grew into myself eventually, and we did become friends. By then, however, I didn't stand a chance with her. Not only was I never as tall, muscular, or dark skinned as the guys Maria had always dated (she did seem to have a thing for big bulged black men), but Maria the alternative goddess had moved onto women. Back then, I had no idea what a bisexual was, I just knew Maria had been seeing this short curvy girl who went to a nearby college.
Needless to say, this too provided the stimulus for many a self-abusing session. As her friend, I was licensed to go to the mall with her and watch her try on new slim and sexy dresses, to go the beach with her where she wore her tiny blue bikini, and even sometimes out to dinner, where she'd bring along Allison the short curvy lesbian, and the two would always end up with some very public displays of affection at some point during the meal. It became not uncommon for me to think of Maria and release even up to three times a day.
I hadn't thought too much of Maria in years. I'd moved on, had some of my own sessions with girls, lived a normal life. She had contacted me through facebook asked if I wanted to get coffee with her and catch up.
The moment I saw her walk into the coffee shop, my old associations came flooding back. She wasn't dressed particularly sexy either; just a somewhat low cut v-neck and some black shorts. However, it had been a while since I had been with a woman, and I couldn't help but think back to all the times I'd masturbated to her body through the years-- she was still so ridiculously attractive!
"Thomas!" she yelled, seeing me and smiling. She gave me a big hug, her breasts soft forced against my chest.
We traded some basic pleasantries, I was still a junior in undergraduate at a university, she had dropped out and was working at a low level position in an advertising firm.
"That's not the fun part," she smirked at me.
"Haha, what do you mean?" I asked.
"I've been studying some Pysa on the side."
"Like some online courses? That's great, Maria!" I told her. She laughed.
"Pysa's not an online course, silly!" She was laughing pretty hard, "It's dark magic!"
Oh boy. It was things like this that made Maria so sexy to me in high school. She was so willing to toe the line into things that seemed utterly bizarre and forbidden, whether this was staying out all night to fuck big black men or staying in with another woman and eating out her cunt. Now, however, as an adult, it seemed a little silly.
"How's that going for you?" I teased.
"Stop it!" she smiled back, "I'm serious!"
I laughed a little more.
"Oh yea? I'll show you, watch."
She pulled out of her purse a tiny vial of purple liquid. It was darkly opaque, like motor oil. She opened it up and tabbed just a tiny drop onto her index finger. She then pursed her lips and slipped her finger slowly into her own mouth.
The room got dead silent. All chatter from the employees and other customers completely ceased. No one was making any noise or movement, they had all just trained their eyes right onto Maria.
"Oh my god, how did you do that!" I wanted to say, but I released that I too was unable to speak, just fixed in a trance staring at Maria with her finger dangling sexily in her mouth.
She took her other hand and placed it on my own lips, just touching the outside. Then she removed her finger from her mouth and the noise all came back. It was like someone had hit unpause.
"Holy shit," I said, Maria taking her finger away now, "Why am I the only one freaking out?"
"Because you're the only one who remembers, because I touched your lips," she said, "Everyone else had no idea what just happened."
I was under no spell anymore, but I was still in shock at what Maria was capable of doing.
"I told you so!" she barked back at me, smiling, "And this is just an easy one. You have no idea how much fun some of the other things are, a lot of it can be really dark and sexual!"
"Like what?" I was curious.
"Well, sometimes when I'm with a woman, I can make myself grow a cock," she said nonchalantly. "A big one. Boniking girls with my very own dick is fun, I fucking love it!"
I laughed, but very a little stirring in my own pants at the idea of Maria plowing away at some young lesbian.
"I can make tits bigger, I can make cocks bigger, I can make loads of semen spew for hours out of some poor guy's balls. The trick I just showed you was really only half of a trick; if I had played around with my finger a little more in my mouth, every guy in the room would have felt the exact same sensation on his hardened little cock!"
I was unable to speak.
"So, that's my life, what have you been doing?" Maria joked.
I laughed very much at that.
"No, no, I'm serious, sorry, yes, I stole any thunder you had away with the magic, but trust me, when you play around with it to much, it does get a little boring. Tell me how you've been doing!"
So I did.
"I've been fine. Classes have been hard but I'm hoping to get a degree in poly sci soon." et cetera, et cetera.
We finished our coffee and Maria suggested we go see a movie.
"It'll be like old times!" Indeed, Maria and I had seen movies together in the past, often whatever bimbo she was fucking at the time. I wondered if Maria had been able to grow a cock to fuck them back in high school too.
"Yes, that'd be fun," I answered. We both got into Maria's car and she drove off to the movie theater.
"Remember the time we saw the James Bond movie?" she asked me.
"Yes, I do! It was raining really badly and my mom had to come and pick us both up."
"Yes! That was such a fun day. Not even just because of the movie, but because of the second part."