Unforeseen Changes

Unforeseen Changes Chapter 4 - Saturday, Sunday and Beyond

...Taylor and Franny finish their crazy weekend and map out a way ahead.

This hopefully is posted soon after a quite long chapter 3. This section will cover the rest of the weekend, and then, what the next six months became for our slutty couple. This weekend, using their magical idol, Franny and Taylor become two curvy, slender, blonde sluts, loving every form of sex and pleasure. The idol had also transformed their clothing and house, setting them up for lots of very adult fun. As noted before this set of stories does not follow any laws of science.

Saturday - Fully Embracing the Slut Life

Saturday afternoon was mostly gone by the time Franny and I finally got moving after our long and very fun Friday night. We happily realized as we got washed up, including sharing a long hot, intimate bath full of very feminine fragrant oils, that our new bodies, as we had wished it to be, recovered almost immediately. That was helpful, because if Friday night was typical, crazy sexual and physical excesses were going to be the norm for this weekend. And as I considered the future probably for as long as we kept out new bodies and sexual appetites.

Having said that, as this very different Taylor, even if I hadn't needed to recover, I loved that long hot bath with my lover. As the male Taylor I had hated what I saw as wasting time in a bath. Now it was just divine to be neck deep in hot fragrant bath water, chatting intimately and playing just as intimately with my hot wife. I giggled like the bimbo I appeared to be as I looked around, divine was a word I would not have used before Friday afternoon's transformation.

I was learning that the changes the idol and I had made to the male Taylor were far more significant than the physical changes that shrunk me to 5'5" and gave me a big set of super-sensitive boobs, great legs, a round muscular ass, and a very tight, almost always wet pussy. The wardrobe changes both of us wished for and received from the idol, leather, lace, latex and towering heels and boots were a perfect fit for both our bodies and our lifestyle. But maybe even more importantly than all of that, my desires and sexual identity also were very different, both unlimited and slutty in appetites and partners. That is, if Friday was anything to go by.

Conveniently for tonight, though we had the final bits of cum still dripping from our assholes and pussies, we weren't sore or bruised at all, both inside or outside our hot new slutty bodies. After we got some food in our bodies, we considered what to do for our second night as wild slutty blondes. I told Franny while Friday had been a lot of fun, I felt we needed to use the idol to get even more extreme. She kissed me hard, still the dominant girl I'd been with all Friday night and let me know it was totally good with her,

"Taylor, go for it, let me see what you believe is "extreme" then I'll more than match it."

I kissed her again and grabbed that odd little statue, pausing to think what new changes would complete taking my new curvy, always horny body, to perfection. I held the idol and looked in the mirror in anticipation of what was coming next. I made sure I was sitting on our big bed to ensure I didn't get hurt as the upcoming changes rippled through my body.

My desired changes were significant, but probably less radical than what I had done to myself Friday. I mean for sure I wasn't taking back anything I'd done on Friday. I loved and didn't plan on changing my hair, my shorter height, my new tits or great pussy and ass. Instead, I decided to complement my new body and go for an edgier look. I blew a kiss over at my hot wife as I asked her if she was ok with these changes.

At that I pictured what I'd look like with some kinkier improvements and pushed a message to the idol to please make it so. Almost as much as Friday for my first changes, though these were much smaller changes I had wished for, the idol glowed not faintly but bright green. And just like on Friday, almost orgasmic pleasure shot up my arms and all over my body. I still had no idea what that meant.

But the new physical changes were so perfect for my super-fit, slutty new body. I also had a couple of invisible changes that I hoped would come in handy. Knowing she couldn't see them, first I described them to Franny, and she loved all of them. One was that I couldn't take just any dick up my ass or in my wet pussy. I now had also wished for and so was very sure I could take a full fist, male or female up my ass or pussy. That meant I could enjoy a vigorous fisting with no pain or struggle. I also wanted the flexibility of a world-class gymnast, so any sexual contortions and positions would be doable for me.

My physical changes were actually minor compared to yesterday, but I instantly loved every one of them. I'd been very happy with the nine piercings I'd imagined on Friday for my ears but now went all in for some more distinctive and fun metal for this sexy body. As a guy I was never drawn to being pierced anywhere. As this new slutty, very feminine Taylor, I wanted a lot of very visible metal! It had gotten me moist just imagining it before I even grabbed the idol. And the little guy was once again perfect in his interpretation of what I wanted.

Grinning over at myself in that big mirror, I was just about ecstatic with my new look. I was now much more extreme, wild looking and of course, if it was possible, even sexier. I now had a silver ring through one eyebrow and another through my right nostril. Both made my very sexy face look even hotter. Franny moaned when I stuck my tongue out to show her my newly pierced tongue, with its big silver ball. But my torso and my new sexy parts got the most metal. I now had pierced nipples, naturally, with not one but two big thick silver bars in each long nipple. One was vertical, low on the nipple, the kind made to hold a shield against my boob. The second was horizontal and higher on my nipple, so it could be switched out with a ring.

That metal went along with my pierced belly button and a big bar in my clit hood. I had imagined my clit hood piercing running down alongside the length of my big clit to give me even more sensation during any kind of sex. It looked like it would be perfect for that but also looked so sexy. I was tempted to add a row of piercings down my pussy lips but decided to hold off on them. Well, I decided to hold off for now. I figured if I still wanted to have my labial lips pierced, the idol could fix that immediately and painlessly.

After a second looking at myself in the mirror, I realized I needed more metal. So, I grabbed the idol and added a silver chain connecting my upper nipple piercings, now rings not bars. Since the idol, not a piercing shop, had done all my piercings, I was fully healed and ready to have fun, no recovery period needed at all. That was helpful, as I really wanted more cock tonight than last night, and if my pussy was off limits for healing time, I'd be very upset.

I knew that piercings were not enough for what I wanted tonight as a new look. I'd figured that some tattoos would be a good idea, but didn't want to be too crazy with full sleeve tattoos or my breasts covered with ink. My big new tits were too sexy just as they were. So, after I thought about it, I spun around to look at and show off a new, intricate, sexy tramp stamp to Franny. It was one of several cool pieces of art, including bloody barbed wire around my biceps, and some art just above my pussy that had some small men and women fucking around the words, "slutty whore" in gothic letters. I was now pretty sure I had the perfect body for fun.

Franny walked over and pulled me to her to passionately kiss my lips and then suck on my pierced nipples. Wow, my nipples had been very sensitive on Friday, now they were almost as sensitive as my big red clit. At that Franny grabbed the idol and sat down on the bench at the foot of the bed. Very soon she pretty much matched me in piercings, just in the other eyebrow and nostril. Her ink was more along the lines of the domme theme that had been part of her since Friday, so her pussy was right below a new bold tatt that proclaimed her, "Queen Bitch." And just as I thought that was everything she'd imagined, she told me we needed to go to our basement to see what she'd asked the idol to do to our TV room and rec room.

We threw on some silky black robes and some ultra-high heeled mules that I'd never seen before, but were perfect for our new look, and walked down from our bedroom. I was eager to see what Franny had wanted and what the idol had done. As we walked arm in arm, not only did the delicate robe and heels feel amazing, but it also seemed in our new bodies we were just happier perched on at least five-inch heels, even walking around our home. And as we walked past one of the big mirrors the idol had added to our master bedroom, we look amazing. Our big blonde hair grabbed your attention and our curvy bodies, tightly covered by the very short black silk robes, barely hid our amazing boobs and butts. But it wasn't just our midsections, our ripped legs atop those high heeled slippers, looked so sexy.

The basement was still two rooms, but almost nothing was like before. Then it had been a home theater and separate game room with pool table. I figured all that was gone and was very right. The idol really seemed to understand what we wanted by now. When you came downstairs there was now a massive play space with mirrors and big LCD TVs on the walls, and several large beds and padded platforms filling the room. With our wet bar the only original part left, it was now very obviously still a game room, but totally an orgy room. The room was matched by a sensual full bath including a multi-person shower and big waterjet tub, which had replaced our basic DIY half bath.

Franny then used a key hanging from a new, quite thick door to open up the second room. It was interesting that there was now a lock on the door. But I saw why right away. No longer a game room with a pool table and dart board, it was very much something for our new life, a dungeon. Now the room had stone walls mixed with padded leather ones, all in black. The door was both thick and padded, and not just for the ambience of a dungeon. As I closed it, it got very quiet inside the second room.

I instantly sensed from the hush that the room was soundproofed. Around the room there were different wood frames to restrain, and play with or whip partners. Under a spotlight there was a padded low bench with lots of restraints and adjustments you could make to tilt it or spread out parts to separate someone's arms and legs. Now the soundproofing made sense, there was going to be a lot of screaming and wailing when we played in here. It was different than the first room, but both were going to be a lot of fun for both of us.

Completing the room, I saw lots of S&M related toys and tools hanging from one wall and packing a big, recessed cabinet. Like the other room there was a big bed and low platform, but in this dungeon, they had straps and cuffs already installed and were covered in leather. Not having sheets was probably much better for the dungeon with all the liquids that would be splashing around from fun in the room. My pussy was literally moist from just seeing our new play spaces.

I hugged Franny and kissed her as I told her we needed break in our basement and our hot bodies tonight. She agreed, telling me we needed to hit some clubs to meet and then take some guests back to our fun rooms. And she added, we needed a lot more than the four guys we had fucked Friday night. That totally matched what I wanted, so we went back upstairs to shower and get ready to entice and attract a crowd to break in our new play spaces.

Franny had picked out my outfit, and though not leather or latex it was still seriously sexy. It was a black spandex super tight mini dress, but insane in what it exposed. I mean basically there was less fabric to it than a lot of the lingerie I now loved. Sleeveless, the back was basically bare, dropping all the way to show my ass cleavage and exposing my new tramp stamp.

That meant no bra, but of course my magical new boobs had no sag, so they looked amazing. The front had a series of different sized oval cutouts that went down the middle, showing off most of my inner boobs, my bellybutton piercing and needed the matching G-String to avoid showing my hairless pierced pussy. If that wasn't enough, the dress ended just below my ass cheeks.

The only thing that would have made it better would have been if it was latex. As I pulled on the dress I kissed my wife, telling her she had picked out the perfect outfit. While she got dressed, I did my hair and makeup, once again working my massive platinum hair to cascade down my back in a big curly flood. I went with dark makeup, super heavy for nighttime and again, my go-to bright red lipstick.

As I showed her the total look I had pulled together, spinning around in front of her, Franny smiled and then showed me the other two items she wanted me to wear. Of course, I was good with the predictable but so sexy six-inch black heels dangling from her fingers. But Franny wasn't done. I was surprised how much I loved the super tacky choker she put around my neck. It was outrageous but was perfect for my goals for tonight.

All in rhinestones it had to be three inches high and very bluntly said, "FUCK ME" across the front of my throat. I guess Franny wanted to make sure my sluttiness was very publicly displayed. Of course, as this new, very horny Taylor, who wanted to recruit at least ten partners to break in our orgy room, I had no issues at all with being a very public slut for her tonight, or any night. Franny went to get dressed and I posed in the mirror, my phone propped up to record my dancing around and playing with my big boobs and panty covered pussy.

As I admired myself in the mirror, already anxious to hit the clubs and dance with some hotties, Franny finally strutted up to join me. She was just as daring, but in her new, very domme fashion. Thigh high shiny black leather seven-inch boots exposed a bit of her fishnet thigh highs, but were perfect complement for the tight black leather mini skirt that just covered the bottom of her ass. I loved that she'd gone with a bright red super tight leather corset as a top, pushing up and exposing most of her boobs. Her makeup matched my very dark look, so once again, we were kind of a matched pair. After a few kisses, I didn't want to ruin our makeup, we grabbed an Uber to hit the bar district, ready to have some fun and entice a sexy and eager crowd to come home with us to enjoy our new basement play zone.

Just like Friday night we attracted a lot of lusty attention. However tonight as we were arm in arm, so clearly a couple, we got a lot of predatory looks from women as well as from men. All were welcome. Exchanging a torrid kiss before we went up to order cocktails, I wasn't surprised that three guys watching us kissed like voyeurs, openly competed with each other to not let us pay. I was both getting used to and absolutely loving being the center of attention every time I was in public. With our looks, our outfits and our obvious physicality, we were never alone in the club. We had arrived kind of early for a hot club, at about 10PM, but by just after twelve we had danced with so many people, all of them very into us, that we had plenty of candidates for our planned orgy.

I was now even hornier than when we had left our house, and my feet hurt like a bitch. While I'd had the idol give me the ability to walk in ultra-high heels like they were flip-flops, there was something I'd forgotten. And feeling no pain from walking long hours in heels was also surely something the idol could fix. So, when Franny and I chatted, and we agreed on our choices to ask to join us for more all-night fun, I was more than ready to approach them. We had found nearly twenty hot men and women and were hoping most would accept.

Happily, fourteen did, ten guys and four girls. Two of the women were each half of a couple with two of the with guys, but nicely another couple, two hot girls, agreed to join us. While I liked a hard dick as much as the next slut, having two lesbians or even better bi girls join us was perfect. Because even as a 100% woman, I still loved to do it with a sexy girl, and I had to believe Franny was going to not have a free moment tonight. At least four of the guys and one of the girls clearly wanted to be her playthings for the rest of the night. I was good with that. I mean it did leave six guys and three of the girls for me.

Like last night Franny and I had a lot of fun riding in the Uber to our house, but this time we had pulled the two hot girls who had appeared to be very into each other to ride with us. We soon found out as the sexy couple had promised in the club, while they may have been very committed to each other, both were also very open to getting frisky with other hot girls. I pulled a slender, heavily inked and pierced Japanese girl onto my lap and Franny grabbed her partner, a curvy Latina, whose body really looked the old porn star Abella Anderson, except this girl had bright blue streaks in her hair, which made her even hotter. Their goth vibe was perfect for them both and really turned me on.

The girls were just as handsy with us as we were with their hot bodies, playing with our pierced tits and pussies as we did the same to them. And boy this cute Asian girl could kiss better than anyone I'd come across, even Franny. We were both French kissing, enjoying each other's pierced tongues as it all became too much. First me and then my new companion came on each other's fingers. We stayed wrapped around each, kissing more affectionately now, but still with lots of tongue action as we both recovered from our first orgasms. As I enjoyed the slow recovery, I realized I wasn't sated at all from that great first orgasm. Nope, now I just wanted more pleasure and orgasms, immediately after we got to our place.

While I now, as the 100% female Taylor, was very happy sucking and fucking dicks all night long, I'd already realized I'd always find women addictive. Making out with and making love with a beautiful woman was crazy fun on so many levels. As we both caught our breath and recovered, I knew we were just getting started. I decided to enjoy myself and tease my new lover. The hot girl on my lap moaned as she watched me suck her juices off two of my long fingers, like I was sucking a cock that had just fucked her. I then had her suck her own juices off my fingers. It suddenly seemed like we each might get another orgasm during the ride home. But just as we got ready to get sexy again, I so wanted to taste her pussy again, we pulled up at our house, conveniently the first to arrive, but interrupting my fun.

Hosting Our First Orgy

Franny and I got the place opened up, getting downstairs arranged with champagne and other booze out on the bar, and around the room, plenty of towels, wipes, lube and sex toys. The room had some great adjustable indirect lighting, and the sound system was soon cranking out party tunes, all soul classics and Latin sexy stuff, perfect for an orgy. I also found a surprise, a locked chest I'd never seen before behind the bar. I saw it had a biometric lock and correctly assumed it was set to me.

So, using my fingerprint I opened it and at once understood the fancy lock. The chest had a wide variety of totally illegal fun, that the idol must have thought an orgy room needed. So, I filled up a big bowl of other, mostly illegal party fun, weed, coke, Special K, Molly and even some Shrooms. Somehow, as this new Taylor, I knew what every item was and why you'd want to use them at a party. I figured it would be up to our guests if and what they used to make it more fun for the next few hours. Soon we heard the other cars pull up and leaving our new sexy female lovers drinking some bubbly Franny and I greeted the other twelve horny guests.