(This is a sequel to Empowered for Sex)
It was Sunday evening, Abby, Beatrice and Charlotte came home from shopping and socialising. They shared the four-bedroom house with the owner, William the wizard. It was just over a week since Lottie had been briefly transformed into a Latex Lamia by William. And then she'd had sex with him, while her two friends were in an induced sleep. She still had not told them about that.
Once upstairs each young woman went to her own room. When Lottie entered her room, she saw a box on her bed, that she had never seen before. She opened the box and saw inside was a gold latex mini skirt, and a note from William.
It read, "Put this on if you want to be Lady Lamia again. PS Lady Lamia can pleasure herself and others with her own rattle."
Lottie thought for a couple of seconds then took off her clothes, including her underwear. She pulled up the tight shiny gold latex mini skirt. She stood there topless, with small pale breasts and pinkish nipples.
"Well, how do I become Lady Lamia then," she said out loud.
Suddenly she felt and saw the gold latex skirt begin to grow down over her pressed together pale legs and up her pale slender torso. She sat on the edge of the bed as she knew what was coming. Saying Lady Lamia out loud must have triggered the magic spell. The gold latex reached her knees as it reached the underside of her breasts. Next the latex reached her ankles as it covered her breasts. It encased her feet as it grew up her neck and down her arms. The gold latex stopped at the top of her neck and at her wrists. Her hands and face remained human. Then her oblong lower half doubled in length to became a powerful gold latex snake's tail. She felt and saw her hips grow wider, as her breasts grew bigger. She felt her vagina being pushed forwards, and saw her new gold vulva form in the front of her tail. Finally, a clear plastic rattle formed at the end of her tail. She rattled it and smiled.
The transformation seemed to have stopped so she slithered off the bed, and raised herself up on her smooth gold tail. She looked in the mirror. The latex had not encased her long chestnut brown hair. Nor had her eyes, teeth or tongue changed. Maybe William needed to be here to cast another spell, she thought. No matter, I am Lady Lamia again, Lottie thought with delight.
She ran her hands down her smooth gold body. Over her large juicy round breasts, with sensitive prominent nipples. Over her flat belly, wide hips, and pelvis with sensitive rubbery labia lips. She twisted around to see that she still had the swell of her pert buttocks. Lottie had always wanted to be curvaceous.
After admiring and touching herself, Lottie was sexually aroused. She slithered and dragged herself on to her bed. She lay on her back with her head on the pillow. She curled back the end of her tail, so that the rattle was almost touching her vulva. She held the end of the tail, just above the rattle, and guided the thick ribbed rattle into her wet pussy. She gave a silent gasp of delight. She let go of the tail, and concentrating, she began to thrust the dildo rattle in and out of herself, by using her tail muscles. At first, she was fast, then she slowed down, then she sped up, until she found a rhythm that she liked.
She had been lying there masturbating for almost five minutes, hands free. She was on the verge of her climax; her sexual excitement was at its peak. She was losing control of her tail, so she grabbed it, and masturbated like a man for the last few seconds. She climaxed with a gasp and a sigh. She then enjoyed wave after wave of wonderful sensations, as she lay there having multiple orgasms, with the rattle still held inside her.
Around five minutes later, after the last of her incredible orgasms had faded, she removed the glistening rattle. She let the end of her gold tail flop to the floor. The curvaceous latex lamia remained lying on the bed, reliving the moment. Slowly her heavy breathing returned to normal, as did her pounding heart, as she starred at the ceiling. Finally, she left her fantasy world of Greek warriors and seductive snakewomen, and came back to reality.
She remembered the PS in his note. That her rattle could pleasure others as well as herself. She slithered off the bed and dragged herself out of her room. Lottie raised herself up on her tail and knocked on Beatrice's door, who opened it.
"Hello Bea, Lady Lamia is back," Lottie said.
"Yes, I can see," Bea said.
"Can I come in?"
"Yes of course."
After the Lamia had gotten all of herself inside and raised herself up on her tail, Bea closed the door, careful not to step on the tail.
"I see that you are a different colour," Bea said.
"Yes, and I still have my hair," Lottie said.
"You do look amazing; may I touch your skin?"
"Of course."
Bea felt Lottie's smooth latex shoulders and upper arms.
"Bea, I'll come right out and ask it, are you a lesbian?"
"Yes."
