Micky’s financial woes were fucking terrible and he was getting the feeling Ashley and Jackson were never going to let him be paid off. Every time he paid them a little bit Ashley would always claim he her owed more because of interest. He was sinking fast, and even worse was Ashley had started sadistically watching Jackson regularly kick the shit out of him.
And today had been no different, Micky limped inside his house, grumbling as he tried to ignore the pain. It was very hard, especially when Ashley kept sending him ‘Thank you messages’
His phone buzzed as checked his phone for text messages. A pic of Ashley deep throating a black cock “Still lovin’ your happy little accident, Micky” with a heart emoji. Jackson didn’t even know how much he was getting fucked over by his own girlfriend.
He groused to himself as he fumbled around in cabinets looking for where his family had left the last of the alcohol, the best way to ignore his problems was to get shit-faced. Finding no luck, he swore as he dug and rummaged through cabinet after cabinet, angrily swearing as he slammed a cabinet door open, the force making it slam right back open.
And then he heard a clatter on the floor. Confused, he looked down and stared, mind suddenly reeling. It was the candle. The magic candle that had started all of this.
He felt his body sweat as the plan rapidly formulated itself in his head. The Ashley in the picture had never lived in their town, but the candle still made Jordan into Ashley, rewriting reality so that the Ashley in the picture now existed in their town in Jordan's place. So what would happen if Micky tried it on himself?
Assuming the magic worked like that, Micky could use the candle, turn into Ashley, then burn the candle down completely and change back, and that might make it so no version of Ashley existed here restoring reality to what it was like before the candle.. It was crazy, but just crazy enough to work.
Getting a picture of Ashley again was simple enough given how much she posted on Instagram and other media sites, even with the money he kept having to give to Ashley and Jack he was able to afford the means to print off a photo
He lit the candle and held the picture of Ashley shakily. Could he really do this?
A memory flashed of Jackson punching him in the kidney, quickly building into anger, and then determination.
Holding his breath he pushed the corner of the picture against the wavering tip of the flame. Goosebumps raised all over as he watched the corner curl up before he dropped it, the picture dissolving in the flame in an instant as the smoke rapidly burst in the air, spreading and slowly spiraling around him in an all too familiar cocoon.
The smoke filled his lungs and nose, a scent indescribably, but undeniably female as he felt his body start to change, a warm tingle as bones popped and shrunk, his inside pulling in with a fluid pulse as his hips pushed out, curves growing as his broad shoulders pulled in, Micky let out a moan that grew higher in pitch. He gasped as his hands flailed to grip on to anything through the smoke as he felt his cock push up in the most intense arousal he’d ever experienced, a build of intense orgasmic pleasure corsing through it’s length before he felt it shrink down, growing in sensitivity until it was simply a clit hidden away under a hood between two labial lips.
Micky found himself gasping and moaning,leaning into the table, as the smoke cleared. He felt the sensation of cushioning provided by Ashley’s breasts, a gasp as he felt the material of the bra hold them up against her torso.
He gasped looking down at her top and cut-offs “Yes! It worked! I can’t believe it worked I’m Ashley!” he grinned as he got up, staring into his-Ashley's room.
Micky’s heart raced as he spun around to look back at the table he’d burnt the candle at. His heart racing as he felt every muscled in his body tense.
Ashley’s desk stared back at him. No candle.
Micky’s face flushed with the realization of just how huge of a fuck up he’d made.
He raced to his phone and searched through it. Micky didn’t exist. No. No. No. Ah fuck!” his thoughts raced as with shaky hands he dialed his aunts number, the tone ringing a multiple times before hearing the sounds of an automated answering machine for a rug cleaning service.
He reflexively tossed Ashley’s phone as he dropped down in a fetal position on the floor, realizing in fixing the one problem he’d wanted to correct he’d just created the biggest problem of his whole life.
And suddenly he heard his phone vibrate with a text message. His hand probed around on the bed for it as he grabbed it and looked “Fuck me.” she mumbled as she read the name 'Jordan'
‘What the fuck did you do?!’
On the bright side. Jordan was back again. On the not so bright side, he probably wanted to kick his ass. Wait...he wanted to kick Micky’s ass. Micky suddenly felt an uncontrolled fit of giggling bubble out of him as he remembered Ashley’s parents were loaded, and they’d lived in a gated community.
She giggled again as a few more memories rushed in. a new plan formulating itself as Micky began to think maybe this was a happy little accident after all.
-Hours later. -
The violent rapping on the front door caused Micky to jump in spite of knowing who would be knocking so loudly on it. She’d spent the better part of the past couple hours rubbing her breasts gently, luxuriating in the sensation they generated before Jordan arrived.
There had been a desire to masturbate, but Ashley didn’t want to, the plan would be so much more fun that way.
He pushed the door open before she’d even barely finished turning the doorknob immediately in her face, furious with rage.
Jordan growled “What the hell did you do Micky!” his face red with fury seeming to be just barely withholding the impulse to strike her.
“I don’t know who you’re talking about, Jordan” Micky smiled with a subtle playfulness, eyes watching the way Jordan seemed to twitch and over exagerate his movements in a way that gave away how much he’d forgotten to move in his male body “I’ve been here all day, just minding my business.”
“Where the hell is that candle!”Jordan seemed to be talking right past her. “I know you used it! He stormed past her, into the living room, grabbing thing before looking around at her “That’s my body, damn it”
“Aw is someone jealous?” she eyes his crotch a moment, feeling her lips pull up into a coy smile as she saw the tenting bulge “Does someone miss having these?” she slid her hands up her stomach and under her shirt, revealing her breasts as they hung freely in the air.
The reaction made her stomach flutter as Jordan's eyes locked on to her nipples staring holes into her chest as she playfully swayed her shoulders about
“Those...those are mine”
“Not any more~ these are my tits, and my clothes, and..she reached below the hem of her skirt “my pussy~” she showed off her lack of panties, bare pussy tingling in the air.
Suddenly a naughty voice whispered into Micky’s mind. Do it
She jumped and pushed him back into the couch, straddling his middle as he let out a shocked yelp “I’m not giving this body up and you’re gonna make sure I never lose it!” she pinned his arms down as she ground her pussy against his crotch, feeling his body react as his cock bobbed in the air as she pushed her lips to his, a groan in his throat as she pressed her tongue against his.
She raised her hips and slammed them down in one smooth motion, gasping loudly before moving up and letting gravity pull her down.
Micky was absolutely shocked with himself, as their hips pumped up and down excitedly, was he really doing this?
Yes. Yes she was
Ashley giggled loudly as she stared at the shocked and confused face of Jordan as his face contorted in a mix of pleasure and terror as she moaned, kissing his neck all over as her body rolled and rippled over his cock, her body tuned and perfect for cock and sex “mmm thanks for making this body so perfect” she purred into his ear as she gasped at the sensation of cock stroking over her g-spot
“No...it, ah fuck! It was mine!”
“And now it’s ohh..oh fuck!” she gasped and pushed him down as she slammed one last time on to his cock with a loud gasping moan in orgasm, sealing her fate as a kinky cheating slut “Now..it’s mine” she kissed his body as she milked his cum with her pussy “and so are you~”
Decided to try my hand at another Context the great and wonderful Evie Hyde was having on her discord. decided to be the biggest brown-noser and do an attempt at a sequel to a previous caption of hers. Wick-ed Bitch.
I hope everyone who reads this enjoyed it.
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I love this so much. It works perfectly with the original and retroactively makes it even hotter. So hot and perfect, well written and paced perfectly. Well done and thanks! Glad I could be of inspiration. Xxx
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