The Witch’s Curse (Patreon)

My family was cursed by a witch thousands of years ago. While witches don’t exist anymore, the magic they dispersed will live on forever; and that includes curses.

In short, the curse would change a male on his 18th birthday, and he would become the perfect woman to whichever person’s lust he was locked into. Too horny to not fuck, it would only stop after sex. This would keep happening until she meets someone from the witch’s bloodline, thus becoming their perfect girl and staying that way forever; a servant to their desires.

Tomorrow was my eighteenth birthday, and I had already said bye to everyone I know. My family’s been in the same town for generations, forced to stay here by the curse. The witch had promised her sons wives for them and their children, should they stay in town with our family. The witch made all of us become totally different people, with different genetics to prevent inbreeding. But we still pass the curse on to our kids, and the dads are very proud of this; it’s almost ceremonial at this point, though dangerous. The curse prevented any new woman from just being brought to meet with her future husband, and would guarantee she went on a “soul seeking” adventure. To this day still, nobody knows what my ancestors had done to this witch to deserve the curse.

I woke up the morning of my eighteenth birthday with a start, there was a guy standing in my room stroking himself. Fucking disgusting, what was this guy doing here?!

“Like, what the fuck is wrong with you creepo, I totally didn’t invite you up here...”, I said in a sexy sarcastic tone. That wasn’t what I wanted to say! And my voice was so oversexualized and sing songy, even the words I used were ditzy. I was staring at the strangers erect cock, and without realizing, had walked over to him, mouth wide open. I managed to let out a yelp, panicked by the next action I was feeling my body about to do. Straining hard as I could not to, I was forced to my knees by the curse and my mouth went like a vacuum to his dick. My tongue licked and circled the head as I kept his 10 inch cock deep in my mouth and went up and down his shaft with my lips.

My pussy throbbed and leaked cum as I orgasmed. His cum hit my stomach and I was brought back from the fog that had settled over my mind, this guy wasn’t from the witch’s bloodline! Now in control, I tried to jump up and run, but he held me down as he continued to shoot his load into my still open mouth. His cum tasted amazing, but I did not want to be there; as part of the curse, he left me alone soon after finishing.

I went downstairs to get some breakfast, wondering how my parents would react to me already changing. Nobody commented on my appearance, something i found extremely strange.

“So what do I do now? Hide? Go out? Mom, what did you do?”

“Well according to the curse you have to “sow your wild oats”, so no matter what, just like me, you’ll end up sleeping with a lot of guys”

I stood there mouth agape, I had to accept this and not fight it, otherwise it would be torture!

“Surprise!!” My dads friend from his softball league walked in.

He looked at me and his jaw dropped,

“Who’s the horny new maid?”

My parents started stammering, and trying to push the sexy man out the door. Meanwhile I was moaning and sexually strutting toward him. My pussy was throbbing so hard I couldn’t walk normally, brushing my thighs together in ecstasy. My parents turned around and saw me standing there, pleasuring myself in a sexy maid outfit. They knew they couldn’t stop me, and would have to let me get it out of my system. After multiple orgasms I came to, and went to my room to change clothes. Somehow the curse had changed reality, and all my clothes were just different style maid outfits. I took a deep breath to calm myself, this is life now.

I walked out of the house saying bye to my parents, and could feel my voice change from a sultry whisper to a ditzy giggling pitch.

My parents sighed as I bounced out the door toward my new boytoy. As I ran, my maid outfit became a tiny pink bikini, and my boobs grew out with each bounce. I giggled and squealed as I ran over to my next fuck, I could see his dick get hard through his pants, and I wasn’t taking no for an answer this time. I shoved this new guy to the ground, stripped him naked and jumped onto his dick.

His cock wasn’t so big, but he made me so small and tight he could barely fit inside me. I squealed and whimpered as he forced his erection through my tight lips, slowly opening the walls of my pussy as they gushed. Now slick and wet, his cock dug deep into me. I wasn’t expecting such girth, and screamed in ecstasy, squirting all over the cock I was riding. I heard a grunt, and instinctually planted myself as far down on the orgasming cock as I could. Feeling it shoot all the way inside me, actually making me giggle from the euphoric feeling. After he left me I went a little while without changing, but then I got to the park.

“Hey beautiful!”

I turned around sexily, I could see my body had changed again, as had my clothes. I was now practically nude, and much more petite than before. My ass was still growing after everything else had stopped, and I could also feel my brain turning into cotton candy. I stopped walking just clenching my ass, and for good reason. This new man came in and spanked me really hard, giving a good squeeze after.

A yelp came from the back of my throat, and I shuddered. That was amazing! The stinging I felt in my ass was pleasure, and I could feel it coarsing through my body. I bent over again, “Like, Daddy’s little girl’s been totally naughty, hasn’t she?” I wiggled my ass, moaning sexily as the guy wacked me again.

He had a daddy fetish, which made me call him daddy and act like a little girl while he had me dance and pose for him. He made me feel so girly and sexy, magically changing my outfits while commenting on my sex appeal.

I was getting hornier and hornier, soon begging to have my ass spanked and fucked. In my ditzy mind, daddy was so sexy. His cock was bulging out of his pants, and it made my mouth water. He had me sit in his lap for hours, begging for his cock through ditzy giggles. Finally he pulled my panties to the side and penetrated my asshole, it took me by surprise but I enjoyed it nonetheless.

It didn’t take long after having my ass filled, that another man got horny for me. My ass inflated even more, and my tits burst out. I looked around for a man, but didn’t see any. The longer I looked around for guys, the hornier I got.

I would see guys, but they weren’t the one that changed me, and this made me even hornier. I eventually stripped down naked and started pleasuring myself, not even caring who saw or what could happen. I knew the guy that changed me was here, I could feel a magnetism from my pussy to his cock. I grabbed him, and we started making out. This only lasted a little bit, as I was unable to stop myself and was soon forcing his dick inside me. This man wasn’t taking instructions though, and decided I would be fucked his way.

It was the best sex I had all day, I was sad when it was over and my new friend left. I was hoping he would be from the witch’s bloodline, but I knew there was no way when he departed.

It was getting dark out, so I went to the bar. I no longer cared about the curse, I found it fun now. I felt my hips plump up and looked down, my boobs were now touching my chin. Whoever this was, they liked them big and curvy. I looked around the bar, my panties were leaking onto the bar floor.

I started getting undressed, noticing my legs getting longer while taking my panties off. Apparently all four guys at the bar had agreed to share me, and I was becoming the ultimate woman in combination with all of their desires. My boobs got smaller as my body became more athletic, and I felt my mind become fuzzy from all the arousal.

I was insatiable. The guys all wanted to go one at a time, but that wasn’t enough for me. I needed all my holes filled, my tight pussy stretched to the max from two large cocks.

I felt warm liquid in my ear, I guess watching me blow a guy while being double penetrated was a turn on... I moaned as the cum dribbled down my cheek, making the guy I was blowing shoot his load down my throat. My choking made me tighten my lower half, squeezing the throbbing cocks inside me. The men spent themselves completely inside my pussy, and the biggest orgasm I had ever experienced racked my body for what seemed like forever. We were locked in this position for a few more minutes, my body milking all four cocks for their last few drops of cum. Then they all got dressed and left without saying a word, leaving me a sweaty pile of arousal covered in cum.

I was able to relax for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow of my tremendous orgasm. Then I felt the familiar tingle, and started shrinking. I had been turned into an older woman at this point in the night, and was now losing years. I again thought of myself as just a petite eighteen years old, and started feeling much hornier than ever before. A new type of arousal, a budding curiosity in my loins. Suddenly somebody grabbed both of my exposed breasts, and squeezed hard. I smelled perfume, and knew I was about to have a lesbian experience.

We attacked each other, I quickly undressed the mysterious woman as she played with my nipples. I was completely obedient to this woman, she even had me calling her mistress. I felt weak and frail, which was turning mistress and I on a lot.

“Like, what’s next mistress? Could I play with your boobies??”

“Silence pet. You’ll do everything I say, and ask no questions. Now sit down on the couch over there!”

I sat in a pretzel on the couch, awaiting my next command from mistress. She then climbed up on top of me, and started kissing me intensely. Mistress twisted her legs between mine, and then I felt a rush as our other lips met. My breath caught in my throat, and I had to lean back as the intense feeling filled me with pleasure. Mistress gave a smile and started grinding against me.

It was so much better than any amount of cocks that I could fit inside me, and both of us were cumming and orgasming into each other. My pussy was so sensitive now, I could feel mistress’s pulse inside me. We were as connected as two woman could be, vibrations from our throbbing intensifying each others orgasms

This went on for almost an hour, never slowing down at any point. When mistress finally got up to take a drink and still acted like I was her sex slave, I realized she must be of the witch’s bloodline. I rejoiced thinking about living with mistress forever, what a curse!!