Karen’s husband was just so nice! Not only was he sharing his wishbone with her, he had insisted on sharing it with all her friends! And she’d never felt so close to the girls! Who knew that they had so much in common? Every single one of them had wished for bigger boobs for her very first wish!

Karen thought she was going to shock her friends with her second wish: to be a bisexual nympho. But Christie had gone ahead and wished the exact same thing! And it looked like Molly was about to as well! She hoped to Rachel did too! God she wanted to eat her out!

Karen hoped that her husband would decide to take a break from wishes and have an orgy soon. But then she realized, maybe that could be her next wish!

Wishbone: P.U.S.S.Y. By The Sympathetic Devil

>not sure on the title here. Let me know if you can think of something better than pussy ;-)

Bill was devastated. Nepal? Ms. Moreton was spending the school year in Nepal?

The man at the front office assured him that she was. And he couldn’t be lying. The wishbone assured that. It could make anyone do anything. It could make his 10th grade English teacher welcome him back to high school by sucking him off.

At least, it could if she wasn’t in Nepal.

Was Mrs. Keener there at least?

No. She was at a vice-principal’s meeting at the district offices.

Bill supposed he could have the guy call her with an emergency that would make her rush back, but the vice-principal was a distant second when it came to what he wanted to do with the wishbone at his old high school.

He sighed. Most guys would go nuts with the wishbone’s power in a place full of high school girls, but not Bill. He hadn’t been interested in high school girls when he went there. He was interested in their mothers. Now that he was 20, albeit a youthful 20, the idea of high school girls was just creepy.

Bill was considering going to the library and seeing if at least Ms. Krendle was there when three middle-aged women approached the office. All three had their hair in tight buns. All three wore ankle-length skirts and bulky blouses with collars up to the neck and frilly cuffs on the sleeves. All three wore disapproving scowls on their otherwise pretty thirty-something faces. The only only real discernible distinction was their height and hair color: A tall blonde, a medium-sized brunette and a short redhead.

The short redhead seemed to be their leader.

“We are the Society for Preventing Unwarranted Sensual Stimulation of the Youth” she announced to the the man in the office. “And we demand to talk to the principal! We have been sending him letters for weeks and he has not responded! We will be heard!”

“Wait…what?” Billy asked.

“This doesn’t concern you, young man!” the short redhead snapped. “Shouldn’t you be in class?”

She thought he was a highschooler? Well, might as well use that, and his wishbone, to his advantage.. This might not have been a wasted trip after all.

“But…if this is about the school…shouldn’t a student representative be part of it?” Bill said, rallying the wishbone’s power and focusing, assuring the redhead that she couldn’t bring anything to the school’s attention without a student representative present. It was illegal, the wishbone helped her remember.

“Oh…all right!” she conceded. “If you must know, this is about the so-called cheerleaders and the effect of their uniforms on the moral fortitude of young men like yourself. The Society for Preventing Unwarranted Sensual Stimulation of the Youth is demanding that the whole cheerleading program be suspended!”

“Wait a minute…you’re…S.P.U.S.S.Y? You’re the Society for PUSSY?”

The redhead blushed furiously. Bill focused on the wishbone’s power on the other two, though, making sure they took the name innocently.

“That’s a great acronym!” the tall blonde exclaimed. “I can’t believe we never thought of that before! It’s so much easier to say than the Society’s whole name! Shannon, when you redesign our logo, you should put the acronym on it and maybe incorporate a picture of a little pussy cat!”

“I will, Jill!” the brunette agreed, with a sudden wishbone-induced enthusiasm. “It’ll be so cute! We can put it on our letterhead and posters…we could even make T-shirts! Who wouldn’t want to join ‘The Society for PUSSY’?”

“WE CAN’T DO THAT!” the redhead practically screamed.

“Why not, Ruby?” the brunette, Shannon, asked.

“Yes, Ma’am, why not?” Bill asked. “It’s a nice name. I know I want to know more about The Society for PUSSY.”

“I…I can’t explain…in front of…of the youth,” Ruby said, looking horribly embarrassed. “It really defeats the whole purpose of our Society.”

“Well, I certainly wouldn’t want to do anything Anti-PUSSY,” Bill said.

“Aw!” Jill said. “Such a nice young man!”

Shannon nodded her agreement. Billy focused the wishbone on the taller members of the society and they started guiltily wondering about just how nice a young man he might be and hoping that he was of legal age.

“Can I join the Society for PUSSY?” Bill asked. “I’m already past my 18th birthday.”

Jill and Shannon suppressed tiny gasps and blushed.

“No…I…We’re here to see the principal!” Ruby reminded them.

“You aren’t ready to see the principal yet,” Bill told her.

“Yes we are!” Ruby disagreed. “I have research!”

The petite redhead held up a folder.

“But if you really want to convince the principal that the cheerleaders’ costumes are an unwarranted sensual stimulation of the youth, research isn’t good enough,” Bill insisted. “You HAVE to have a demonstration. If you don’t, the principal will just laugh your right out of his office!”

Ruby didn’t look convinced, but before she could argue, Billy used the wishbone to drain away all her self-confidence, leaving her unsure of herself and in desperate need of guidance.

“If you come with me, I can show you how you can really prove your point to the principal,” Bill told her.

“You should listen to him, Ruby,” Shannon said, twirling a strand of her brown hair around a finger. “He seems really smart!”

Which wasn’t surprising as the wishbone had her developing a raging crush on him.

“And so mature!” gushed Jill, her blue eyes devouring him as her sex drive got revved up and her I.Q. started to drop

“Do…do you really think a demonstration will help?” Ruby asked, her green eyes wide with new-found self-doubt.

“Trust me, Ma’am!” Bill said. “If anyone can help you change the principal’s mind, it’s me.”

“But what sort of demonstration?” she asked, following Bill as he started down the hall.

“Trust me,” he told her, and pushed.

“Yes, trust him Ruby!” Jill said. “I do!”

“Me too!” Shannon affirmed, then giggled and blushed.

“I…I do trust him!” Ruby said. “I do! I just really want it to work!”

But she could never make it work on her own, the wishbone’s power insisted. She would have to trust Bill. She was powerless by herself.

Ruby meekly followed him towards the gym. Shannon and Jill followed as well. Shannon and Jill had always been followers. Now Ruby was a follower too. By pushing her self-confidence down, he was making her more malleable. As malleable as her colleagues.

The wishbone had the power to completely re-write a person’s personality and thoughts. When he first got the bone, he had turned his 60-something baptist neighbor ladies into 30-something bisexual Laotian strippers with a completely different life stories involving lots of daddy issues. But after a while, he realized he couldn’t remember which was which and neither could they and if he could turn someone’ into a completely different person, was he really even fucking them at that point? And wasn’t part of the fun fucking with the person’s head?

Subtlety was better. Little nudges to make his victims do what he wanted. The most satisfying thing for Bill was when he laid the ground work and then the victim decided to fuck him without the wishbone insisting.

Bill was amazed how little it had taken to make Jill and Shannon obsessed with sex. Of course, now that he thought of it, all three members of the Society for PUSSY were already obsessed with sex when they had entered the school. All Bill had done was nudge the obsession in a more interesting direction. He grinned and started nudging Ruby’s obsession as well.

“I…um,…Can you tell me your name?” Ruby asked him.

Bill looked back at her and grinned. She was blushing and now she blushed harder.

“It’s Bill, Ma’am,” he said, and winked at her.

“Bill!” Jill and Shannon gasped.

“Y…you don’t have to call me Ma’am,” Ruby said. “You can call me Ruby. You said you were 18, right? You’re a man, really. I’m not…I’m not much older than you…Not really.”

“Well aren’t you sweet!” Bill said. “I would like to call you Ruby. We can be friends!”

“You can call me Shannon!” the brunette volunteered eagerly.

“And Jill!” the blonde exclaimed. “Me Jill! I mean, I’m Jill! Please, call me Jill!”

Bill chuckled.

“Jill and Shannon it is then,” he said. “Jill and Shannon and Ruby: The core members of the Society for PUSSY and my new best friends!”

Jill and Shannon giggled innocently, still thinking of cute kittens. Ruby’s blush nearly caught fire. But she couldn’t object anymore. Not if it meant contradicting him. He had her where he wanted her.

****

“Here we are,” Bill announced as they reached the gym. “This is where they keep the objects of your crusade. Those nasty uniforms providing unwarranted stimulation of the youth. Your objective is right through these doors, Ladies! Follow me!”

There was no gym class in session that period, so he led the Society for PUSSY through the empty gym to the small locker room reserved for the cheerleaders.

“Are you allowed in here, Billy?” Shannon asked. “It’s a girls’ locker room.”

“But I’ve got three mature chaperones with me,” Bill countered. “Nothing naughty is going to happen with you around. Is it, Shannon?”

As he asked, he used the wishbone to push half a dozen fantasies of naughty things that COULD happen with her around. The brunette blushed and giggled.

“I guess not,” she lied.

“Ah, these are the culprits, are they not?” Bill asked, discovering a pile of black and gold cheerleading outfits. “Short little skirts leaving nothing to the imagination! Tight little low-cut tops that can barely contain burgeoning bosoms while leaving pert belly-buttons bare to taunt and tantalize. Ladies, there’s only one way to prove to the principal just how dangerous these outfits are: You’re going to have to put them on and show him!”

Billy held them out to the three besmitten women. Their jaws dropped in astonishment.

“But we can’t do that…can we?” Ruby managed, looking around for confirmation, unsure of herself.

Jill giggled and blushed.

“Well, I don’t think we’d be taken seriously,” Shannon objected. “I mean, we’re saying that they’re inappropriate, right? And if they’re inappropriate on high school girls, they’d be even more inappropriate on us…right? I mean, I could see wearing that…under different circumstances…but if I was to wear it in front of the principal, I might, well….”

“But don’t you see?” Billy said. “That’s why a demonstration works so well! The principal won’t be able to deny that the uniforms are sensual and arousing with gorgeous mature women like you three wearing them. It’ll be undeniable! He’ll just stuff your research in a file somewhere, but a demonstration will make it irrefutable!”

Billy pushed the logic of his argument with the best sincerity he could fake, resisting the crutch of the wishbone, relying on the crush it had already given her.

“I…I don’t know…"Shannon said, then giggled. “I mean, you are probably right, but…”

Billy noticed Jill hadn’t said anything yet. Was she the weak link? She was sucking on a finger and staring at a uniform with a curious look on her face.

“I guess it doesn’t have to be all three of you,” Billy conceded. “Just Jill could put one on. She does have those long legs, after all, and that pretty blonde hair. I guess she’d have the greatest impact.”

Bill focused on the blonde and slammed down the accelerator on her libido, making her quiver with pleasure at the knowledge that Bill had noticed her legs and her hair and thought she’d be the best choice.

“I…I guess I could,” she said, nervously…or possibly seductively…swaying her hips and teasing her hair. “I mean, if you think it’ll help.”
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“But…” Shannon exclaimed, as Bill tuned to her and saw the wishbone-induced crush transform into desperate jealousy without any further act by him. The brunette was in a panic at the thought that Jill would absorb all of Bill’s attention. “But I can do a handstand!”

They all stared at her, confused.

“I do aerobics!” she tried to explain. “I used to do gymnastics. I’m really flexible! And I sometimes do cartwheels and handstands when I’m all alone!”

“Um…great?” Billy said.

“So I could do cheerleader stuff!” Shannon clarified. “I can jump and bounce around! You don’t just have to have long legs to make the uniforms look…um…stimulating. How you bounce around is at LEAST as important!”

“Well, that is true,” Bill conceded. “And the two of you together could do a lot more than just Jill alone. I mean, I bet you two in those skimpy little uniforms could come up with ALL KINDS of sexy…I mean, inappropriately sensual…routines. You’re the really creative one, right Shannon? You and Jill could use your imaginations and really put on an impressive show for the principal. And then Ruby could talk about her data and show her, like, folder of papers and such. That might help too. After the demonstration, of course.”

Billy focused on Ruby and made her feel left out and unappreciated. It was hardly even necessary to push Jill and Shannon any further, but he did it anyway, making their sense of shame dwindle to nothingness.

“Oh! I know exactly what we could do!” Shannon said. “How high can you kick, Jill?”

“Pretty high!” Jill assured her as Bill made her personality more bubbly and gullible, easily led, easily persuades, and dropped her intelligence even more, “But not in this long skirt!”

“Well we’re gonna be wearing the uniforms, silly!” Shannon reminded her.

“That’s right!” Bill agreed. “You two are going to look so great in those uniforms! I mean, really inappropriate, but still really, really great!”

Shannon and Jill tittered and nodded in agreement. Ruby wilted in the corner. Her breathing was shallow and rapid. Her eyes were gleaming with unshed tears. Her face was flushed as she looked longingly at her former minions. Bill mercilessly used the wishbone to make the redhead feel even more isolated and unimportant.

“This is going to be so great!” Bill announced. “I just know you’ll come up with an amazing routine, Shannon! And with Jill’s long legs, the skirts are going to look just scandalous! This will work! I mean, it’d be better with all three of you but…Well, I’m not trying to make you feel bad, Ruby. Your data will be a fine addition to the demonstration, of course. Not that you couldn’t be part of the demonstration AND show your folder after. Maybe just introduce Shannon’s demonstration? But no, you aren’t comfortable with it. I understand.”

Ruby shuddered, suppressing a sob.

“Unless, that is, you’ve changed your mind?” Bill wondered aloud.

He stared encouragingly at Shannon and Jill and they decided to pressure their reluctant colleague.

“Come on, Ruby!” Jill said, twirling blonde hair around a finger. “It’ll totally be fun! And with your short legs, the skirt will look totally longer on you than it will on me!”

“You know, if you really cared about The Society for PUSSY! you’d at least conciser ideas that you didn’t come up with,” Shannon pointed out. “I mean, you aren’t the only one with good ideas, Ruby!”

“Yeah!” Jill said. “Shannon has good ideas too! She came up with the demonstration idea, didn’t she?”

“Um, I think it was Bill’s idea first,” Shannon said. “But I’m helping develop it!”

“Oh my gosh!” Jill exclaimed, blushing. “I’m sorry Billy! I forgot!”

“That’s okay, Jill-Jill!” Bill said. “I’m just happy you like the idea. It doesn’t matter to me who gets the credit. I just want good ideas that will help the Society for PUSSY!”

“Unlike SOME people,” Shannon said, glaring at Ruby.

“I…I think the demonstration is a good idea!” Ruby said defensively.

“Then why aren’t you putting on a uniform?” Shannon challenged.

“You can change your mind if you want to, Ruby,” Bill encouraged.

Ruby shuddered in indecision and self-loathing. Her mind just wasn’t making the leap Bill had hoped it would. She needed a nudge. She needed a thought. Bill wished for her to have one:

She wasn’t tall and pretty like Jill. She didn’t have talent and good ideas like Shannon. The only way she could stand out was by being sexy! She could be the sexiest! If she was the sexiest, no one would know about her low self esteem. If she was the sexiest, every one would like her. Bill would like her. She would get attention, if she was sexy. And she wanted attention! She wanted attention more than anything!

“I’m gonna do it!” the red head declared. “I’m going to wear the sexy uniform! And I’m not even going to wear underwear!”

So saying, she started stripping desperately and defiantly.

“Um, Ruby,” Shannon said as Ruby reached back to unclasp her bra after shucking her blouse. “Bill’s still here.”

“You don’t mind, do you Billy?” Ruby said, looking lustily at him. “I mean, I know I don’t mind if you watch! After all, you’re a member of the Society for PUSSY too, even if you are a….” she glanced longingly at his crotch. “a MAN!”

So saying, she let her bra fall to the floor. Her pale, freckled tits were spectacular, their nipples protruding and proud. Billy grinned and stared. He wished them a little bigger, just on the principle of the thing, having the fat that made her belly pooch a bit migrate to more pleasant climes. She didn’t seem to even notice and Bill couldn’t tell if the other two were dumbfounded by Ruby’s new-found brazenness or her new-grown double D’s.

“You girls go around the corner and change if you’re worried,” Ruby said, sliding sexily out of her skirt. “I wouldn’t want to leave Billy alone. That would be rude! Besides, I might need him to help me make sure my boobs are straight in my outfit. You’ll help me with that, won’t you Billy?”

Ruby giggled and sucked on her index finger, toying with her white cotton panties, which had a noticeable damp spot at the crotch.

“I’m not going to make you strip in front of me, ladies,” Bill said. “But I can’t say I wouldn’t be just a little offended that you couldn’t do it after Ruby her faced her fears so bravely.

Shannon and Jill were used to being pressured into thing by Ruby and as gullible and horny and shameless as Bill’s wishbone had made them, it was hardly surprising that their hesitation crumbled. They started stripping in front of him, giggling and flush with arousal.

“Are my boobies straight?” Ruby asked, clearly wanting to draw Bill’s gaze away as Jill slipped her panties down around her ankles. The red head’s newly-enbiggened boobies were decidedly not straight. She had tousled her hair into a chaotic mass and had positioned her left tit so it rode high and outside compared to her right in the too-tight uniform top.

“They’re a little uneven,” Bill said. “Do you mind if I …help?”

“Oh yes, please!” Ruby said, sticking her chest out at him. I want to look my best for y…for Shannon’s demonstration.”

“Just put your hands behind your head and lock your fingers,” Billy instructed. “I’ll do whatever I need to in order to make you satisfied….with how you look.”

“Such a nice guy!” she gushed, her lower lip trembling.

Bill slipped the Wishbone in his pocket and gave her rack a two-handed grope. She squirmed and bit her lip.

“Mmmmmm”she moaned softly as Billy lifted one tit and then the other, thumbs twiddling at her nipples, his mind twiddling at her glands.”

“I THINK they’re straight now,” he said. “But let me check from another angle.”

He squatted down, pulled out her top and got a good look at her creamy underboob.

“They look straight from down here,” he said, nuzzling his nose between her jugs. “They look fantastic, really. But I should check from behind.”

So saying, he went behind the shorter woman, who was breathing fast and shallow, and cupped her tits, looking down at them from over her shoulder. He bent his head down and brushed his lips against her ear.

“They look fine, Ruby,” he whispered. “Oh so very fine. Perfect!”

“Oh… “ Ruby said in a quavering voice. “Oh Billy…”

And then Bill looked up to see that Shannon and Jill were staring at them disapprovingly and with more than a little jealousy. Bill realized he may have made a wrong move and needed to focus more on the other two if he was going to keep all 3 balls in the air.

Ruby, however, had other plans.

“I…I don’t feel so good,” she lied, as Bill could sense just how good he had her feeling as she ground her ass back at him. He wished she was tall enough to reach his crotch, but he wasn’t holding the wishbone, having slipped it in his pocket to free his hands “I think maybe you and Jill should go ahead and make the presentation to the principal, Shannon. Billy, could you drive me home? I don’t think I’m good to drive.”

“Oh God, Ruby,” exclaimed Shannon. “You are such a slut! Do you really think we’re that stupid?”

“Yeah!” Jill exclaimed. “We’re not, um, wait…what?”

“Ruby is just trying to take Billy home so she can …so she can…rock that hot body of his and…and ride that hard cock while she screams out ‘FUCK ME BILLLY! FUCK ME HARD! SUCK MY TITTIES! MAKE ME YOUR WHORE!”

On ‘suck my titties’ Shannon pulled up her top to reveal her own jugs, brown nipples rampant. It was pretty obvious it was not Ruby that Shannon was imagining in such a scenario.

Jill’s eyes and mouth were wide, the corners of her mouth twitching with amazement at this idea she hadn’t managed to think of yet but now was engaging in full. Ruby, however, was choked up.

“I…I’m not…I’m not a slut I’m…” Ruby tried to deny.

Bill squeezed her left nipple and whispered in her right ear.

"You are a slut, Ruby. A sexy little slut. My sexy little slut. Admit it to Shannon and Jill. Admit it right now or I’ll leave you for them.”

“No! No please!” She exclaimed. “You’re right, Shannon! I AM a slut! I’m a total slut! I’m Billy’s slut! I DO want to take Billy home and get my fucking brains screwed out! I want to suck his dick! I want to lick his balls! I want him to jizz all over my face like the skanky slut I am!”

Shannon and Jill looked shocked.

“Oh god, Ruby,” she said. “That’s so dirty! You’ve never used words like that before…you’re acting real different. Jill is too. And even me, kind of. Do you think…”

Bill was amazed that as hot and bothered as he had made Shannon, she was still capable of figuring things out. He slipped his hand in his pocket, to Ruby’s dismay, and wished a misdirection at the brunette.

“OH FUCK ME! Don’t you see, Ruby? You were right! We were right! The Society for PUSSY was right! It’s the uniforms! These cheerleading uniforms make whoever wears them into raging nympho cum buckets!”

“But…but how can you be sure?” Ruby asked.

“Cuz I put on a uniform and now I’M a cock-crazy slut too! I want it hot, hard and dirty and I want it now! So damned if I’m going to let a little quim like you to have the best dick here all to yourself!”

“But…but if it’s the uniforms, wouldn’t Jill be a slut too?” Bill asked.

Shannon and Ruby looked at him, then looked at Jill, who was twining a lock of blonde hair around her finger. The blonde blushed and giggled at the attention.

“Um, I think the uniform, um, made me a bimbo, not a slut,” Jill confessed with a little push from Bill. “I’m feeling REALLY silly giggly jiggly. *giggle* Of course, I wanna fuck Billy too, so maybe I’m a bimbo AND a slut! Is that, like, a thing?”

"A bimboslut?” Shannon asked. “The uniforms are turning us into bimbosluts? That must be why I feel so stupid! Oh god, and I think it’s making my titties grow too! You’re titties are getting all big too Jill! We’re turning into tittilicious bimbosluts!”

“Well, if this is all true,” Bill said. “Then you three are heros!”

“We are?” the milfy cheerleaders asked, confused.

“Yes! Don’t you see? You did it! You saved the day! You saved the teens! You took the burden of the slutty bimbo uniforms on yourselves and saved the high school girls! You’ve achieved your goal! Mission accomplished!”

“OH MY GOD!” Jill exclaimed, sticking out the volley-ball like tits Bill had wished for her. “We’re so awesome! WOOHOO!”

The blonde started jumping up and down, cheering and giggling and jiggling and flashing her bare beaver as the little skirt flipped about. When Shannon and Ruby saw that Billy was enjoying the show, they joined in, doing their best to one up each other. Shannon did a handstand and spread her legs, her snatch pointing at the ceiling. Ruby’s routine had a lot more in common with masturbation than cheerleading.

“I am so proud of you ladies. You girls. You sexy, slutty PUSSY girls,” Bill said once they were gleaming with sweat and panting. “You set a goal and you met it!”

"We should go show the principal our results!” Shannon exclaimed.

“Yeah!” Jill and Ruby agreed.

Bill sighed.

“Yes, I guess you ladies should go do that.,” he said. “I wish I could go with you.”

“But why wouldn’t you?” Jill asked.

“Yeah! The demonstration was you’re idea!” Shannon pointed out.

“Yes, but the demonstration worked too well,” Bill explained. “Watching the three of you turn into bimbosluts has given me a hard on. I don’t think I could walk to the principal’s office like this.”

The transformed women immediately directed their attention to his crotch and the bulge down the inside of his left thigh. Their jaws dropped and their eyes sparkled in unison, but it was Ruby who spoke first.

“I can fix that!” She proclaimed. “I can suck you off! Jill and Shannon can go show the principal while I suck you off!”

“No, I want to suck Billy off! I was the one who figured out that the uniforms turned us into bimbosluts!” Shannon objected.

“But, um, my legs are longer!” Jill argued, “So, um, yeah…”

“Girls! Girls! Girls! ” Bill objected. “You can all suck me off if you put your heads together!”

They looked at him in confusion, tinged with lust and hope. He grabbed some towels and lay them on the locker room floor.

“Kneel down here as close together as you can,” he instructed.

They complied, their inflated tits jostling to make room for eachother. With Ruby in the middle, the tits of the taller two rode atop her own. Jill giggled. Shannon sighed. Ruby blushed. Bill pulled down his pants and the MILFy cheerleaders gasped.

“I have an idea,” said Bill holding his turgid member. “We could make this a ceremony for being a member of the Society for P.U.S.S.Y.!”

The three ladies giggled and agreed.

“Are you a PUSSY girl, Shannon?” Bill asked.

“I’m a P.U.S.S.Y. girl!” Shannon declared.

Bill tapped her on the forehead with his cock and said “Shannon is a P.U.S.S.Y. girl!”

Shannon shuddered and giggled.

“Are you a PUSSY girl, Ruby?” Bill asked.

“I’m a PUSSY girl!” Ruby declared. “Such a horny PUSSY Girl! Slutty, bimbo, PUSSY Girl!

Bill tapped her on the forehead with his cock and said “Ruby is a PUSSY girl!”

Shannon shuddered and moaned and muttered about how she was a PUSSY Girl under her breath over and over. Bill grinned, deeply satisfied by what he had done to the once indignant redhead, then turned to her blonde bimbo friend

Are you a PUSSY girl, Jill-Jill?” Bill asked.

“I’m a PUSSY girl!” Jill declared. “Yeah! PUSSYPUSSYPUSSY Girl!”

Bill tapped Jill on the forehead with his cock and said “Jill-Jill is a PUSSY girl!”

“PUSSY-wussy-gussy girl” Jill agreed and giggled and giggled.

“OK, PUSSY Girls, open wide!” Bill commanded.

The MILFy cheerleaders made capital O’s with their mouths, brunette, redhead and blonde bulging out of their uniforms and eagerly awaiting Bill’s cock.

“One after the other, ladies. I’ve got enough cock for all of you,” Bill said, then placed his left hand on Shannon’s head and his right on Jill’s.

“Shannon first, then Ruby, then Jill-Jill,” Bill instructed.

All three reached out to touch him but they obediently helped guide his dick to Shannon’s open mouth. The brunette pressed her lips around his shaft and sucked a little harder than Bill was comfortable with. He pulled back and came out with a ‘pop!’ She pouted but he insisted on entering Ruby’s mouth next. The redhead pushed her sauce forward enthusiastically and gagged when the head of his cock bumped the back of her throat and she fell back, coughing and crying. Jill saw her chance and ducked in, taking his in her mouth, making a seal and puffing out her cheeks.

“ What are you doing Jill-Jill?” Bill asked.

“Bwow bob!” Jill explained.

Bill saw the problem done. None of these ladies had known how to give a blow job before he started messing with their heads. They were willing but not able. And they certainly weren’t about to figure it out now on their own. He pulled himself out of the blonde’s mouth and bent down to retrieve his pants.

“Oh no!” Shannon exclaimed.

“Don’t!” Ruby begged “I can do it! I can do it!”

“What’s happening?” Jill asked.

“Hush you,” said Bill, retrieving the wishbone from his pocket and dropping his pants back to the floor to all three ladies relief. “Line back up now.”

He wished for the ladies to be able to repress their gag we flex and also wished for near superhuman control and skills with their tongues lips and fingers. He also wished for their salivary glands to become hyperactive at the sight or thought of hard cock. As the resume to position all three ladies were literally drooling at the idea of sucking him off.

Finally he wished for an intuitive sense in all of them as to how to pleasure man’s member. He kept the wishbone in his hand this time, just in case, and waved it above them like a director’s baton. The ladies worked like clockwork this time, A will -oiled cock sucking machine.

Shannon went in first and slicked him up with her spit. Her tongue waving along the under side of his shaft as she pulled back and let him go with the shlup. But Ruby was right on deck to dive back in, deepthroating him without any problem, her green eyes twinkling with joy at her new found talent. But with a wave of the wishbone she gave up her treat so that her blonde teammate could also show off her new skills, her full lips literally vibrating as she plunged Bill’s dick down her throat and nuzzled his pubis with her pert nose.

Out from the depths of Jill’s throat Bill emerged to return to the eager mouth of the short redhead, only to pull out again to the impatiently waiting Shannon. Once the ladies had the rhythm down, things got faster and faster and they propelled Bills dick from one mouth to the other, left to right then right to left. It meant that Ruby got it twice as often but really she needed it twice as much. If it hadn’t been true before, the throb of the warm wishbone in his hand made certain of it. Shannon and Jill were bimbosluts but Ruby was seriously cock-crazy.

As Bill approached orgasm, he realized he wouldn’t be able to get equal amounts in all three ladies mouths the way he thought it might work out when he was orchestrating the operation. ‘I should have planned to come on their faces’, he realized at the last minute.

The wishbone throbbed in his hands and all three ladies sat back on their heels.

“Come on our faces!” all three begged simultaneously.

That was more than enough to push Bill over the edge any shot office streamer that frosted Ruby from four head to chin. He grabbed hold of his cock and made sure that Shannon got the next blast then swung to the right to get Jill as well. All three ladies made mewling incoherent exclamations of delight and Bill assured that his next wad was cast long to connect all three of them at once.

They grinned and giggled as hot goo ran down their faces.

“So it was good for you to?” Bill asked, and the frosted cheerleaders nodded enthusiastic affirmation.

“You’re such good, good, bimboslut PUSSY Girls,” he praised and waved the wishbone at them, wishing a reward.

Six eyes went wide as they were hit by demonic arrousal and an irresistible urge to masturbate. Six hands found their way inside the skimpy uniforms seeking three needy clits and six buzzing nips. Soon the three women were moaning and shuddering, sprawled all over the locker room floor, their limbs intertwined as they drove themselves to orgasm after orgasm.

“What the hell is going on here!”

The women in the cheerleaders uniforms didn’t respond at all to the outraged shout but Bill, who had pulled up his pants, looked up from the scene nonchalantly to see Coach Lopez, the girls gym teacher.

“Oh! Hi Coach Lopez!” said Bill. “Did anyone ever tell you you’d make a great PUSSY girl?”

*******

Bill followed behind as the four MILF marched down the hallway in diamond formation, enjoying the swish of their cheerleader uniforms as they swayed their asses with every step. Many youth received unwarranted sensual stimulation, since the last class of the day had finished before they had helped Ana Lopez get into and the bulge out of her uniform. It hadn’t taken too long, but then Shannon remembered that Ana needed to be formally inducted into the P.U.S.S.Y. Girls, which in turn had led to Ruby begging to jack Bill off onto the gym teacher’s face.

Then as they were cleaning up, Ana pointed out that she had the master key to the real cheerleaders’ lockers. So bed rated blockers for makeup and perfume and painted themselves in a way that just screamed bimbo slot. They also availed themselves of the scrunchies they found so that now eight pigtails bounced high on four heads in rhythm with eight oversized titties.

They arrived at the front office and the man they had talked to earlier scared with his mouth agape not recognizing the ladies who had approached him earlier.

“Hi! We are the PUSSY girls !” Said Ruby from her position in the front of the diamond. “We demand to see the principal!”

“I… I…uh…” Said the man of the front desk.

Bill use the wishbone to help the man out.

“Of course! Right this way! He’ll be delighted to see you!”

Bill followed his PUSSY girls into the principal’s office. He’d always liked Mr. Bateman.

“What? What’s going on?” Mr. Bateman asked, looking up from his desk to see the four stacked MILFs file into his office and line up in front of him. Understandably, he didn’t look at Bill long enough to recognize him or possibly even notice he was there.

Ruby looked to Bill for permission, though and he nodded his encouragement.

“We’re the PUSSY girls and we’re here to show you that the cheerleader uniforms turn girls into bimbosluts!”

Mr. Bateman blinked, clearly conflicted.

“How…?” he started.

“By fucking you, Silly!” Shannon clarified.

Now the principal looked doubly conflicted. Bill took pity on him.

“If you’re worried about your job, I’ll make sure nobody knows about this,” he said.

Mr. Bateman looked to Bill, really seeing him for the first time.

“Hey! Didn’t you used to be a student here?” The principal asked.

Bill figured he must look different since he was a high school student. He certainly was smiling a lot more these days.

“Don’t worry about that, Mr. Bateman! Just enjoy the bimbosluts!” He said.

The wishbone throbbed in Bill’s hand and Mr. Bateman’s grin started to match his own.

“Why thank you I think I will,” said the principal the four MILFs gave a little cheer jumping up and down, bouncing spectacularly.

And since fucking all four was a little more than Mr. Bateman could handle, Bill decided to help him out…

***

“You think there’s any way I can get my wife into one of these uniforms?” Mr. Bateman asked has he leaned back in his chair while Ana crouched beneath his desk, trying her best to get him hard again for the fourth time. “And maybe her sister?”

The principal was looking over to where Jill and Shannon were in a vigorous 69 on the floor. Bill slapped Ruby’s ass and she moaned as he continued to slowly screw her bent over Mr. Bateman’s desk, which was covered in drool and other fluids

“Oh I’m sure of it Mr. Bateman!” Bill said “Give me your address when we’re done here and I’ll deliver them personally.”

Ms. Moreton wouldn’t be back from Nepal for three months. Bill had to keep himself occupied until then.

FIN

I do so enjoy nosy neighbors

The Sin Eater

by the Sympathetic Devil

“Did you dispose of that evil wishbone like we talked about, Thomas?”

"Yes, Reverend Snow. And I certainly didn’t use it on you or anyone else.”

“You can call me Sister Sucky, Thomas. No need to be so formal. I’m proud of you. Most young men your age would be very tempted to use the power of Satan to change the minds and bodies of the people in their lives, given the opportunity. That you were able to resist shows real moral fortitude.”

“Why thank you Sister Sucky. It must’ve been all those years in Sunday school with you. Your years of lecturing helped me to know just what I needed to do when I was given that evil wishbone.”

“Well I’m glad I could be a positive influence in helping you to grow up to be such a fine young man. But I am concerned that you might of been tainted by the evil of the wishbone, even if you didn’t use it on anyone. I think I should suck the evil out of you, just in case.”

“That would ease my mind, Sister Sucky. That is, if it isn’t a bother.”

“Of course! It’s not a bother, Thomas! Sucking the evil out of my parishioners is what I live for! It’s what Jesus has called me to do! So pull down your pants and let’s get to it. The sooner I swallow your wickedness the better!”

Alright, Sister Sucky. If you think that’s best. Here it is.

“By all the Holy Whores of Heaven! Your Staff of Wickedness is huge! It may take several sessions for me to make sure all the evil is sucked out of it!”

“If that’s what it takes, Sister Sucky. You just keep on sucking until your sure all the wickedness is gone.”

Disclaimer: I know some of my readers don’t like male to female tansformations. This story is not for you. It is mostly for all my loyal and lovely t-girl fans. It’s also one of those stories that got away from me and went to a place I didn’t intend, but I think it works. Let me know if you agree.

Wishbone: Along Came Jacki
By The Sympathetic Devil
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Dave came home from work early, his bitchy boss having told him he wouldn’t be needed here any more. He hated his life! How was he ever going to get laid when he was unemployed and still lived in his mother’s apartment at 25?

Something was weird. His mother’s clothes are scatted all over the living room. She pitched a fit if Dave so much as left his jacket on the arm of the couch, but her bra is hanging from the ceiling fan.

Her clothes weren’t the only ones either. A man’s jeans and T-shirt are there too, and a pair of sneakers that Dave might recognize but he really couldn’t think about it right then. It didn’t matter WHO was getting naked with his mother. SOMEONE was and Dave really didn’t want to be there right just then.

He was about to leave as quietly as possible when his friend Jake came out of his mother’s room, heading towards the kitchen, stark naked.

This was just too much.

“What the fuck?” Dave exclaims.

Jake turned about, eyes aghast. Thankfully, he covered his package with his hands as he scrambled for something to say.

“Uh,…I can explain, Dave!” he said.

But he wasn’t looking at Dave. He was looking at the end table beside him. Dave followed his glance and saw a small bone. He looks up to see that Jake had forgone modesty and was dashing for it. Dave didn’t know what it was but damned if Jake was going to get it until he explained what the fuck he was doing there.

Dave grabbed the bone and Jake howled.

“Dude, give me that!” he exclaimed. “It’s mine!”

He grabbed for it and Dave jumped back, uncomfortable with a naked man advancing on him.

“Stay back!” he yelled.

The bone in his hand throbbed as if it was alive. Dave stared at it, then looked back at Jake. Jake’s face is a masque of horror but he was staying away from him, looking longingly at the thing in Dave’s hand.

Just then, a woman came out of Dave’s Mom’s bedroom. She looked like Dave’s Mom, and yet she didn’t.

For one thing, she looked ten years younger. For another, her brown hair was a tousled mess and stretched down to her waist, when it was cut in a paigeboy that morning. Her once sagging, medium-sized tits now looked like a pair of volleyballs.

Most dramatic, however, was that her usual stressed expression had been replaced with a confused but euphoric grin as if she had quite literally just had her brains fucked out.

“Mom?” Dave asked, appalled.

“Oh, hi Dave!” she said in a sing-song, sex kitten voice. “You’re home early! Jake has been fucking me. He said you wouldn’t mind.”

"Wouldn’t mind? Wouldn’t mind?!?!” Dave screams. “Jake, what the fuck did you do!?! Tell me what you did!!!”

The bone in Dave’s hand throbbed and Jake started to confess.

Jake told Dave that a small demon gave him a magical Wishbone that could change any person anyway the holder wished, body and mind.

“ I knew I shouldn’t, but I’ve been jonesing for your mom for years, Dude! She’s so hot! I couldn’t resist using it on her. I was going to put her back to normal and make her forget it ever happened before you got home, Dude, I swear! Then I was gonna use the bone on any girl you wanted me to!”

Dave could hardly believe it, but it was hard to ignore his mother, though he was doing his best.

“Jake, hit yourself in the face hard!” Dave said.

Without hesitation, Jake hit himself in the face so hard he fellover. Dave’s mother cried out and ran to his assistance, her huge, spherical boobs bouncing in such a way that Dave was suddenly distracted and deeply conflicted.

He shouldn’t be staring, he told himself. He should wish his mom back to normal.

But did he really have to do so right then? Guilt and lust wrestled so violently in his mind that he didn’t see the glint in Jake’s eye until it was too late.

“Bunny! Dave’s gone crazy! Grab that bone from him, quick!” Jake yelled.

Bunny?

Before Dave could figure out that this is Jake’s nickname for his Mom, his mother was hurling her naked self at him, intent on taking the wishbone from him.

Dave yelled, not knowing what to do. His mother barreled into him, not grabbing the wishbone, but knocking it from his hand. The bone spun into a corner.

All three people looked where it landed. All three scrambled to retrieve it. Jake was furthest away and still a bit dizzy from hitting himself, but Dave was underneath his naked mother. Bernice cum Bunny was encumbered by her massive rack and wasn’t quite sure why she was trying to get the bone anyway. All in all, they were evenly matched.

Despite her pendulous bosom, the woman who now answered to the name Bunny reached the bone first. Dave had be hesitant to try and fight for it with his naked mother and it has cost him his chance.

“I got it I got it I got it!” the bimbofied woman exclaimed in her girly voice. “I’m the winner!”

“Good Bunny! Good!” says Jake. “Now give it to me!”

“No Mom!” Dave cries. “Don’t do it! It’s evil!”

Bunny pouts, obviously confused and conflicted.

“Bunny,” Jake said with forced gentleness. “You know how much fun we just had? We can have more fun if you give me the wishbone.”

Bunny smiled at this idea and started to move towards Jake.

“Mom!” Dave says, taking a different tack. “If you keep the wishbone, you can have anything you want. You can make anyone do anything you want!”

It’s a dangerous strategy, as his mom was clearly not in her right mind, but whatever she wanted was bound to be better than what Jake wanted. At least that’s what Dave was hoping.

“Anything I want?” Bunny asked, pulling the wishbone back from Jake and holding it tightly. “Anything?”

“Yes, mom! You could wish your boobs back to normal, for instance,” Dave said.

“But I LIKE my big boobies, Dave!” Bunny said.

“You can’t wish things on yourself, dude,” Jake said. “But I’ll wish anything on your body you ask me to, Bunny! Just give me back the bone!”

“I like my body just like this!” Bunny said. “But I know what I DO wish for!”

“Holy fuck…” Jake exclaimed as his cock sprung fully erect and tripled in size. His eyes took on a gleam of monomaniacal obsession. “Bunny, I’m going to fuck you and fuck you until you pass out.”

Dave’s mother squealed and shook her exaggerated boobs.

“You just sit down and be good while I play with your friend Jakey now Dave!” she said.

Dave sat down on the couch and watched his mesmerized friend follow his bimbofied mother back to the bedroom. She tossed the wishbone over her shoulder, having done all she cared to with it.

Dave saw where it landed. He would have liked to pick it up. But he needed to sit there and be good. It was hard to be good while listening to his mother scream out obscenities while his best friend groaned and grunted in mindless rut. But he knew he had to. He had to sit there and be good.

Hours later, the noise finally stopped. Dave blinked, realizing his mother was done playing with Jake. He didn’t feel like being good any more…

He grabbed the wishbone and sat back on the couch just as a Jake emerged from his mother’s bedroom.

Jake looked exhausted and bedraggled, his hair drenched in sweat, deep scratches oozing blood from several places. His cock was still magically huge and turgid, though.

“Dude! We got to talk! But first I need juice!” Jack said and staggered on to the kitchenette. He came back to the living room chugging orange juice straight from the carton. He looked at Dave apologetically.

“Sorry she wished you to sit there like that,” he said “as soon as I find the wishbone I’ll let you get up.”

“You really shouldn’t of done that,” Dave said. “Turning my mom into some fucking porn star.”

“Yeah I know,” Jake admitted. “But I couldn’t help it, man. I mean, really, if you had the power, I know you’d do the same thing. I mean, maybe not your mom, but if you could give a lady a fine set of titties like those and then make her want to fuck you like that? How could you resist?”

“Oh you can’t resist the find big titties can you Jake?” Dave said. “Titties just got to happen right?”

And so saying, Dave wished and suddenly Jake’s pectorals grew massive mounds of flesh. His nipples stuck out like pencil erasers on a pair of spherical boobs at least as big as the ones he had given Dave’s mom.

“Dude! What the fuck! You’ve got the bone?"Jake said, dumbfounded. "But she wished for you to sit there!”

“Just and till she was done with you,” said Dave. “And she is done with you. But I’m not.”

“Dude this isn’t funny,” Jack said gesturing to his massive rack. “Get rid of these.”

“How could I resist Jake?” Dave asked. “I’ve got the power. And I can make you so very very pretty.”

“Dude no no…” Jake objected as Dave wished away the scratches his mother had given while at the same side time wishing his friends skin smoother softer and hairless. He wished Jake’s hair long and soft and red, his green eyes wider and brighter, his face more feminine, his lips full and pouting. As the bone throbbed in Dave’s hand, Jake’s Adam’s apple disappeared.

“Dude, what are you doing to me?” Jake asked his voice coming out different with the physical changes Dave had made and the fear clutching at his heart.

“I’m doing what any guy would do Jake-Jake ” Dave said. “You know you’d do the same thing in my place.”

“I see what you’re doing here,” Jake said “I get it, dude. Lesson learned. Hey! What did you do to my voice!”

“We can’t have your ugly voice coming out of that pretty face, Jake. I prettied it up for you.” Dave confessed, having wished a breathy, sex-kitten voice on his friend. “And really, we can’t be calling you Jake either. What do you think about Jacki?”

“Dude no!” His friend begged in that sweet sexy voice. “You could have any girl with that wishbone. Why would you want me to be your bimbo?”

“Oh Jacki, sweetie, don’t you see? This is the only way. I’m just not into guys. But you’re my friend and I know how much you want to suck my dick.”

“I… I… Wait Dave what are you…” Jake objected. “I so want to suck your dick…How did you know?”

“Oh you silly little slut, you have never been able to hide it. I’ve seen the way you always stare at my crotch, trying to find any excuse for me to get my pants off,” Dave said, a pretty pink blush appearing on his friend’s flawless skin as Dave wished what he was saying to be true.

“I’d do anything if you’ll just let me suck your dick,” she confessed.

“Even turn you into a bimbo t-girl named Jacki?” Dave pressed.

“It’s fine. Just fine. I know you’re probably making me want to do this, that you probably changed my memories, but I don’t care! So call me Jacki! Make my titties even bigger! Make me believe I’ve always been like his! Just please let me suck your dick, Dave! I’ve never wanted anything so much in my life!”

Dave smirked.

“Well, since you said please, Jacki, and it’s so important to you, I guess I’ll let you.”

He stood up and undid his pants. He wasn’t nearly as big as Bunny had magically made Jake-cum-Jacki but he was very hard from transforming his friend into such bimbo perfection. Jacki whimpered at the sight of it.

“It’s beautiful!” She whispered. “All I ever wanted.”

She sank to her knees, her magically still-hard dick and pneumatic boobs bouncing and jostling at the impact. Dave sat back down and kicked off his right shoe so he could slip his right leg the rest of the way out of his pants and spread his legs wide. Jacki inched forward on her knees, licking her pouting lips and trembling with anticipation.

“Thank you for this, Dave,” she said, not taking her eyes from her heart’s desire. “I’ll love your forever for this.”

Dave blinked. He hadn’t wished for Jacki to love him and the bone was quiet in his hand. But he didn’t have time to think about it as she reached out with her trembling, feminine fingers and grasped hold of his shaft. She took a deep, anticipatory breath, then dived in.

Dave wondered if he had subconsciously done other things to Jacki’s lips and throat beyond the aesthetic changes. Or maybe it was the obsession he had given her. Or the fact that she was the life-long owner of a penis herself. Whatever the explanation, this was like no blowjob Dave had ever received. Not that he had had that many, but his few girlfriends had always been tentative, reluctant and clumsie.

Jacki worshiped his cock with hew lips, tongue, throat and fingers. She seemed to know exactly what would feel the best and determined to make it happen. Even her massive jugs rubbing on Dave’s legs seemed calculated to add to the sensual symphony that was her blowjob. Could this really be the first time she’d done it?

Dave had intended to mock his transformed friend but the unexpected perfection overwhelmed him and he stroked the beautiful red curls he had crowned her head with.

“Oh Jacki!” He said. “You’re incredible! You’re so good at this!”

“Mmmmmm” she sighed around his shaft, and her previously closed eyes fluttered open to look up at him with utter devotion as she worked him deeper into her throat, her tongue speaking her joy at his appreciation, though not with words.

Dave didn’t know how long it lasted. Once their eyes met, things felt like they were locked in an eternity of fellated perfection. Their gaze was eventually broken, though, when Dace’s eyes rolled back in his head. It was only then that he realized that he was having the most overwhelming orgasm of his life.

Dave drifted on a cloud of bliss, wondering if he had ever truly been alive before that moment. When at last he came down and his eyes came into focus, the first thing he realized was that Jacki was kneeling before him, her cock still huge and hard, the rest of her bimbo perfection.

The second thing he realized was that his arms were spread out, both hands quite empty.

He sat up in shocked horror as the implications of that crashed into his consciousness. He looked to the couch cushion but the bone was not their. He looked up to see Jackie held it in her perfectly-manicured feminine hand.

He was so fucked!

“You dropped this,” Jacki said, holding it out to him.

Dave stared, dumbfounded. Was this a trick? Was she teasing him? Had she wished for him not to take it?

“Take it, please,” the bimbo said. “I don’t need it. I can’t use it. You’re perfect just the way you are, Dave, and I want you to be able to make me into anything you want!”

Dave had to try, trick or not, so he reached out…and Jacki placed the bone in his hand.

“I…I didn’t wish for you to feel that way,” Dave said, confused. “At least I don’t think so.”

Jacki shrugged and giggled. It was the first time she had done so and he musical tinkle made Dave’s thoroughly spent dick quiver and consider acts it wasn’t yet capable of.

“Maybe I just needed a little help to admit what I always wanted deep down. I didn’t want your mom. I wanted you, Dave! Maybe I just did that to your Mom so you’d be mad enough to make me someone you’d take a b.j. from.”

“I..,I don’t know what to say,” Dave said.

“Just say that wasn’t the last time I’ll get to suck you off, Dave!” she begged. “I’ll be the perfect bimbo for you, Dave! I’ll do anything, be anything. Just don’t let that be the last! Do anything to me with the wishbone but make me not want it. I never want to loose this feeling!”

“I…well…that’s fair, I guess,” Dave said.

Jackie squealed and clapped her hands. Dave hadn’t wished for all these mannerisms so he could only assume Jackie was living out Jake’s bimbo fantasies. And Dave had to admit, his friend had very good taste in bimbos.

“You can give me a pussy if you want,” she suggested, pointing to her still hard cock.

“Oh!” Dave said, suddenly wondering why he had left her like that. But was having a dick of her own what made her so talented at blowing his? He didn’t know if he wanted to risk it.

But her current state was pretty problematic.

“Maybe later,” he hedged. “But I think there’s something about getting medical attention if it lasts for more than 4 hours, so…”

He wished the magical erection to recede. Then he wished the size back to normal.

Jackie giggled, confused but happy.

“Actually, Jacki,” Dave said, a thought coming to mind. “Do you mind if I make it even smaller?”

“Anything you want, Dave,” Jacki said. “But why?”

“Well…” He said. “I was thinking I would like to take you shopping and dress you up slutty. I want to see that tight ass of yours in some very short skirts and I figure you’d like something you could tick away discreetly.”

Jacki’s green eyes went wild as a squeal started small and crescendoed.

“Ohmygofohmygodohmyfodohmygod!” She exclaimed, bouncing up and down so her tits went crazy. “Yes, Dave Yes!”

They both laughed a little maniacally.

“What’s going on?” Bunny asked from her bedroom door. “Where’s Jake?”

Dave had forgotten about his mother. He came to a decision.

“Jake’s gone, Mom. Today was just a dream. You’ve been sick, but you’re going to have a good night’s sleep and you’ll be back to normal in the morning. And then I’ll introduce you to someone special.”

“Awwww!” Jacki said as Dave patted her boob to assure her that she was the someone special.

Bunny yawned and went back to bed, Dave’s wish assuring she would awaken Bernice.

They followed her and found an oversized T-shirt she used as pajamas that would stretch over Jackie’s massive titties. A belt around her waist made it enough like a dress for leaving the house in. A wish made Jacki’s feet fit Dave’s mom’s disappointingly short heels, but Dave assured her she would be in soaring platforms within the hour.

Dave started to rummage his mom’s purse when he realized that the wishbone was the only credit card he needed. He got dressed himself while Jacki raided Bernice’s jewelry box.

“Ready to go?” he asked the redheaded bimbo who was making an old T-shirt look hotter than an $800 cocktail dress.

“I’m ready to go anywhere with you, Dave!” She assured him, prancing over to press her massive boobies against him. Dave took a deep breath and slipped the bone in his pocket. He grabbed her ass with one hand and the back of her head and pressed his lips to hers.

She gasped, quivered, and melted in her arms. As he pressed his tongue into her mouth, she sucked and licked at it with promises of many blow jobs to come.

Dave broke of the kiss and took her lovely face in both hands, looking earnestly into her green eyes.

“Jacki,"he said. "Remember when I had just come in your mouth and I dropped the wishbone?”

Jacki bit her lower lip and nodded, looking crestfallen.

“If you happened to have wished that I would want you to be my bimbo girlfriend forever,” Dave said. “You probably shouldn’t tell me. I don’t think I want to know.”

Jacki giggled and arched her her back to press her tits against him more firmly against him. She opened her mouth to reply but Dave placed a finger against her luscious lips and said “shush!”

Then he turned her to the door and slapped her ass.

“Let’s get you tarted up, bimbo!” he said. “I want to show you off!”

Jacki squealed and giggled and pranced on out the door.

The end

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Katriel

The Archangel Katriel had been sent to retrieve a wishbone from some mortal who was using it to wicked ends. But when it appeared before the mortal, he just smiled. Did the fool think he could use the foul thing on one of The First? The remnants of Lucifer’s finger had power only over those of Adam’s flesh.

And yet, when the mortal commanded Katriel to stay its hand, Katriel froze. What devilry was this? And when the mortal proclaimed that angels should be sexy girls, a power beyond kenning welled up within Katriel and she sound herself decidedly resembling a daughter of Eve. And a wanton, sinful daughter at that!

“This is not possible!” she exclaimed.  “I am not of Adam’s flesh!  Lucifer’s bones have power over The First”

“No, of course not,” the mortal said with a chuckle.  “But it can command human wizards, warlocks, priests and librarians.  And with enough manpower to do the research, a clever wishbone user might just find enough magics to control an angel.  Do you find me clever, my angel?”

Katriel shuddered as she was filled with emotions completely foreign to her and utterly overpowering.

“I adore you!” she proclaimed, her newly modified loins aflame.  “I worship you, My Lord!”

“And would you like a taste of Adam’s flesh?” he asked, revealing therampant member that had become Katriel’s chief desire.

“That would be heaven, Lord!” she said, falling to her knees.  “Pure heaven!”

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