2 comments/ 40072 views/ 8 favorites New Magical Me Ch. 01 By: GothGuy Another hard day at work is in my past and another day with a rejection. I swear, I know that trying to pick up girls at work is not what you are supposed to do, but there are so many good ones. I hang my coat up in the closet and look around at my cluttered bachelor pad. To me, this is home, and this is organized. Others look and see chaos, but I could tell them where every shirt, every DVD, and every toy is. I only wish there was some way for others to see the beauty in this and to like me. It's not that there is nothing to like. I am fairly attractive, although I need to work out more. I am intelligent and I can find ways to have a good time with people. I just don't know, perhaps it's that I try too hard. I strip off my clothes and throw them in a pile next to my bed, where the sheets and pillows are strewn about in a disorderly fashion. The TV is still on from the morning and it looks like there is a crappy science fiction movie on. "People probably think this movie sucks, but man do I love it." The walls are covered in my nerdy apparel from different times of my life. As I look across the room I see a time line of my hobbies and interests. As I move to the bathroom, the last poster to catch my eyes is a combination of sexy Storm from X-men and several other sexily drawn comic book girls. "If only that world was the real one." I chuckle and slap the poster on Storm's titties. "Or, how cool would it be to be like them but in this world. I could fulfill all my dreams. Whatever, Mark, what are you thinking?" I make my way into the bathroom and relieve myself while starting the shower water. After checking the temperature of the shower water I quickly leap in and groan at the wonderful feeling of the water dancing off of my skin. As I stand there and lather up my mind begins to wonder. I think back to my day at the office. Specifically, I think of the duo of Ashley and Samantha and how they are attached at the hip. They do love to talk, but I would love to get them on their knees and watch as their mouths were shut around my cock. My penis responds to my dirty thoughts and just as I finish lathering up my prick, I lean back against the cool tile wall and begin to rub my wet and soapy cock up and down. I think of Ash and Sam taking turns deep throating me. When one goes down, the other holds the base of my prick and giggles. Just then, as I have almost faded out from the real world completely, I hear the sounds of soft foot steps and the shower curtain being pushed back. My heart drops, I can only imagine that it is one of my buddies playing a trick on me or back to my mom catching me masturbating as a boy. What I see causes me to pause and move my unoccupied hand up to rub the suds from my eyes while the other covers my crotch and presses my rock hard dick down between my legs. The figure standing in the dimly lit bathroom is a pale skinned girl with red hair that is so bright and deep red that it looks like something out of a comic book. Her brilliant eyes almost match her hair and the most frightening thing I see is the pair of bat wings that protrude off of her back. She is shockingly beautiful with perfect skin and a skimpy outfit that would make any stripper stop in her tracks. The outfit is a skin tight shiny leather looking substance. It clings tightly to her skin. A strap goes around her neck and the outfit is a one piece, almost like a bathing suit. Her cleavage goes from her neck to half way down her torso. As she smiles at me I see the fangs that she bears and I am almost frozen with fear. She looks me in the eyes and speaks in a haunting and distant voice, "Hello there Mark." The sound of her voice shakes me to my core and I slide down in the bath tub. The water is still going and it begins to splash outside of the tub as well. My hands fall to my side as I look up at her in a daze. "Hu... Hi. How did you get... in here? Holy fuck, no, what the fuck are you?" I am trying to regain some of my courage as I speak, but my voice betrays my fear. The creatures distant voice calls out again, "you silly fool, there is no need to fear me. I am going to grant you your greatest desires. I travel where I please and I am your dream come true." Her words sound convincing, but at the same time I feel that she is not totally sincere. I have so many questions to ask but as I stare at the unearthly beauty before me, my mind goes blank. The look on my face must be pathetic, my tongue hanging out as I stare at her blankly with lust. "Go ahead; I know that you wish to take advantage of this body." She reaches her hands in and grabs hold of mine. The water splashes over her body and eerily bounces off it, not fully soaking into her skin. My soapy hands are pulled up to her breasts. The outfit that she has on feels just like skin, almost as if it is just an illusion. I grope her jugs reluctantly at first. I stare up into her eyes in a trance. Her hands leave mine as my mauling of her jugs gets more and more intense. She lets out a haunting giggle that would normally be something I would expect to hear in a nightmare. I start to get more into it and I start to forget how strange she is. My hands move to grab the skin-like fabric and I rip it apart and it falls to her side in shreds. Her breasts fall slightly and bounce. They settle high on her chest, the deep cleavage has dissipated only a small bit. There is something unnatural about her perky her huge tits sit on her body. I start to rub her shoulders and then her arms as I move my hands back towards her breasts. She now leans down, making her tits hang beneath her and her hands reach down into my lap. Water has gone all over my bathroom at this point. I feel her soft fingers touch my rock hard prick. "Mmmmm... what is this that you have for me? Do you have a nice load of essence for me?" She starts to jack my cock with one hand first. Then as her second hand moves down to my lap, my cock grows in length and in girth to accommodate her full second hand and I look down in shock at the size of my favorite toy. My groan betrays my answer to this creature. Her hands move up and down on my wet member and the dirty sounds fill my ears, adding to the eroticism. I start to lean up and reach around to grab her ass and pull her forward. I massage it while my hands are there but I get her face down in front of my own. My lips make contact with hers and the feeling is like being electrocuted with intensity. Our tongues dance around in each others mouths, her soft lips suck my own. My lower body rises up off the bottom of the tub as her hands increase speed. Her hair is now being drenched by the water, but it never clings to the sides of her head and one of her wings moves to block the water from our bodies. "Give me your essence, Mark! Give it to me and I will grant you powers you can not hope to gain on your own. Fucking hell!" She moves her fists furiously and the sound of my wet cock being jacked off by this creature puts me over the edge. I moan into her mouth and she continues to kiss me. My body begins to violently jerk up and down and she finally releases my mouth and her face hovers a foot over the top of my cock. She opens her mouth and her fangs become more prominent, her tongue hangs out of her mouth almost a half a foot down from her mouth. My cum begins to fly out of the tip of my penis. The force of it is like nothing I have ever seen before. It actually flies a full foot into the air with full force and hits her right in one of her eyes. I am in awe as I watch my own tool shoot massive amounts of cum like never before. After adjusting her aim, my cum coats her tongue time and time again. After what must have been almost a full minute, I fall back against the tub and her wing moves aside and the water pelts me. I look over at this creature, her face is now streaked with my cum on one side and her tongue has retreated to her mouth. I look down to her tits, still mesmerized by how they defy physics. She follows my gaze with her good eye and even opens her other cum soaked eye. The strands of my 'essence' connect her eyelashes together. I start to think about how great my cock would look between her tits. She smiles and reaches over, shutting off the water. She offers me a hand to get out of the tub and I oblige her. She sits back on the toilet and opens her mouth. I see that my 'essence' is still all over her long tongue. She sticks her tongue back out and lowers her head. Her tongue then droops and my cum drops off of it and lands all over the tops of her breasts, slowly. "I know what you want Mark. And I know you have more essence for me. Get that cock of yours between my tits. Now!" I move forward to lodge my unit between her jugs, it is still softening from just having cum and I have no idea how I will manage to cum again. She uses her hands to close her massive tits around my softening cock. As my 'essence' drips down her breasts and contacts my penis, suddenly it becomes very hard. Using my own cum for lubrication I begin to slide my cock between her jugs. I am moving slowly and enjoying this. The only other girl I have titfucked being a girl with an A cup, it had been a challenge but I just had to do it. "How do my tits feel? Do they feel like... heaven?" She giggles again in a haunting fashion. "They feel so good, God. They feel so natural, but they are so firm. I can't believe it. I think I am gonna jizz again." I am moving nice and slow back and forth between her tits. The journey up her long cleavage takes several seconds and the soft friction feels so good on the underside of my cock. The sticky lubrication is all I need. She presses her breasts even more tightly together and I completely lose sight of all but the head of my prick. After this, just three more pumps of her tit tunnel and my cum starts to flow. It slowly gushes out on to the tops of her tits. The way she has squeezed them together has made a crease on top where there is now a literal lake of my cum. After several more strokes, I am emptied and I lean back against the far wall. She lets go of her jugs and I see my cum leak down all over them. She grabs some of it and rubs it on her nipples. I think to myself how hot it would be to see her lick my cum off her own nipples. She smiles at me and leans her head over. As she lifts her breast to her mouth I groan and I also smile. She sucks on her nipple. It is a sexy sight. As her head moves back up, I see a strand connecting her mouth to her nipple. "Damn, that was the most intense experience of my life. Is that stuff some sort of costume? What are you?" "I'm a mystical creature that has come here to sate my desires, using you to do so. And this won't be the last time." "I have been hoping for something like this for a long fucking time." "For you to satisfy me and keep me coming back, you will have to share your essence with others. This will make it stronger, and this is what I desire." "Hhhhmm... I don't know how that will happen." I look over her sexy frame, drenched in my jizz, which is dripping down onto her legs at this point. "But, I will do my damnedest to make it happen." "Don't worry, I have granted you certain powers. You should have an easier time now." "Sweet!" I turn towards my room. "Hey, do you want to watch some Battlestar Galactica with me. It is an awesome show. We can cuddle on the bed. Would you like that?" I am so excited to share some of my favorite things with this hot vixen. I look back towards the toilet... and she is gone. There is no evidence of her presence. Although I had a sexy fucking time with her, my heart sinks a little. My sexual desire was sated, but now a slight depression took me over. If only a girl would also love the same things that I did. Well, there are all those other girls out there. Suddenly, my head becomes cloudy. I feel my strength leave my limbs and I collapse. The alarm in my room blares. I crawl up off of the floor, where I spent the whole night sleeping. I shut off the alarm and realize that I am nearly late for work already! I rush to get ready and don't even take a shower. That was one hell of a dream. God, I must have been tired, didn't even make it to the bed. I go into the bathroom to spray on some cologne. As I lift my arm, I look down towards the tub. A strange looking, shiny, black piece of fabric sits on the ground next to the tub. "What the hell?" New Magical Me Ch. 02 Andy sat at his cubicle and sighed in frustration. Why couldn't he ever get a break? Why did his wife have to make all the money? The people here at work didn't respect him; they simply threw work at him on a regular basis. Today had been no exception. He couldn't wait to get out of there, but it wasn't hardly even lunch time yet. He pressed his glasses up on his face and stared back at the financial numbers on his computer screen. He thought about his lovely and extravagant wife. How had he ever landed her? He could be charming and he did anything she ever asked of him. Sometimes their marriage did feel more like a master/slave thing than a mutual engagement. Just then, the front desk buzzed him. He picked up his phone quickly, and spoke up "Yes? Darlene, what is it?" "Your wife is here. She brought lunch, do you want me to send her up?" That was strange, she never did things like this. Well, it was certainly welcome, he hadn't brought lunch in today. "Oh yes, please send her up and give her a pre-emptive thanks for me." "Yeah, whatever." He hung up the phone and leaned back in his office chair, he locked his computer, and watched the opening of his cubicle for his wife. As she arrived, she threw a bag of Chinese food on the counter of his desk and quickly closed the sliding cubicle door. He rarely closed it since his cube was slightly out of the way near a corner. "Hey honey!" his wife Claire said. "Hey Claire. Thanks for bringing lunch. To what do I owe the honor of your company?" "I thought you might be hungry..." as she leaned against the counter top, her leg slid up into his lap, he could see she had on some pink frilly panties that barely hid anything. "... for several things." He looked along her legs first, stared at her panties for a long moment, and then his eyes moved up her torso. Her breasts looked slightly larger than normal and he could just barely see some of the pink material poking up over her top. As his eyes arrived at hers, she has a primal look in them. She was obviously horny. He looked at the Chinese food. He looked back at her. He was getting nervous by her hungry look. He didn't even move from his seat, but she was ready to act, dropping to her knees in front of him and pressing the chair fully around so that she was between his legs. His face went red and he looked around at the upper walls of his cube. Some of the taller coworkers could see into it if they happened to walk by. "Claire, what are you doing? You're going to get me in trouble!" "Shut up and let me enjoy." She started to rub his crotch with one hand, rhythmically back and forth. Her other hand massaged along one of his legs and quickly his erection grew against his wishes, but the friction felt good. "Do you like the way I look in this outfit? Doesn't it make you hungry Andy?" "It does, Claire, it really does. I'm just nervous." He looked around at the top of his cube again as he heard voices from people walking down the hall. She got a slightly annoyed look on her face as she tried to keep the sexy act going. She kept rubbing up and down on his crotch and the outline of his cock was obvious. Her other hand moved to her breast and began to press it against the other roughly. One finger reached out to play with the nub that was clearly visible through the blouse and bra. He moaned and looked at his hot wife, going out of control between his legs. He brushed aside some of her brown, highlighted hair so that he could watch her more closely. As he moaned again, she gave him a stern look and then moved the hand from her breasts up to her mouth and told him to be quiet with a simple gesture. Then the hand returned to its original position. He moved his foot over just a little bit, with his leg staying mostly in the same position. His pointed shoe touched right along her obviously wet crotch. Now it was her turn to moan as his shoe rubbed along her special spot. She moved her hand down and quickly yanked off the shoe, pulling his foot back into her crotch and using her hand to control it's rubbing of her. Her other hand was still busy running along the middle of his pants. As his foot got a handle on things, she released it and moved her hand back to her blouse. This time she unbuttoned the blouse instead of just rubbing it. He looked down and thought that must be one hell of a push up bra, Claire never had breasts that big. They looked just huge and the cleavage between them was mouth watering. He had always wished that she had larger tits. "How about you give me a gift?" She said. "You give me your essence. Will you give me your essence?" She now unzipped his pants and reached in, grabbing hold of his rock hard prick. She yanked it out roughly making him wince a little as the tip bent around the button and belt of his pants. He spoke much quieter than her, so quietly that even she could barely hear him. "Yes, take it. Take my... cum." Her hand that surrounded his prick began to massage it rapidly. Since his pre-cum had gotten it a little wet, it was making a familiar sound that any man would know. They both heard another voice, "who the hell is whacking off?" They could hear a few seats moving as a few people stood up to look around the cube farm. His face went white with fear. She smiled up at him, enjoying his fear. "You are going to give me your thick white essence, all over my tits." She turned his cock down towards her bra clad boobies that she was still rubbing with her other hand. "Well. Don't take all day. Cum for me. We'll get caught if you don't hurry." She laughed quietly as the wet sound got louder. He closed his eyes and focused hard. This only caused him to get further from shooting his load instead of closer. It's then that they both heard a gasp. One of the gossipy girls in the office looked through the gap of his sliding door as he had just opened his eyes again. As their eyes met, both sets of eyes went wide. Andy had always had the hots for this girl and the sight of her watching and actually seeming surprised and maybe even turned on finally was enough for him to blow his top. His wife, none the wiser, became excited as she quickly jacked him and finally the white substance she had so begged for began to fire out and nail her right on the tops of her tits. She gasped as the largest load Andy had ever shot plastered her breasts. Claire aimed his prick up just a little bit and a small blast hit her in the shoulder. A slight glow surrounded her hand on his prick and she smiled as a thicker than usual wad launched over her shoulder, past her hair, and splashed right on the face that was peaking through the small crease in the sliding door. They both heard the girl gasp and inhale. Her head flew back for a moment in surprise but then returned. Andy was now white with terror. He couldn't believe he just fired cum so far and so accurate as to land on the girls face. Claire smiled again looking up at her husband and then following his gaze out to the woman who was watching. She continued to jack the last of his load out onto her cheek as her head was turned to the side and she smiled at the on looker. When all was said and done, Claire buttoned up her blouse without cleaning the load off of it. She didn't even clean the droplets that were on the side of her face. She promptly stood up, saying goodbye to her husband and walked out of his cube and out of the building with his thick load sticking her blouse to the tops of her tits and some still glistening on the side of her face. Andy felt absolutely drained and totally unproductive the rest of the day. The encounter with his wife had been hotter than any other with her. And he had loved that bra. Through the rest of the day, he just felt groggy and useless. If he was a zombie like this too many more times, he would probably just lose his job. ------- The woman known as Claire, who had just visited Andy's office walked into a nearby alley and smiled. If anyone could have viewed her at that moment, they would have seen a frightening sight of the woman changing appearances: Growing bat wings, fangs, and the clothes disappearing. The cum still covered her upper body, but even this was only briefly as it glowed and soaked into her flesh. "Use your gift well Mark." She smiled again and disappeared down the alley. ------- Mark was at work. He was still unsure of the events that had recently unfolded at his house. So it wasn't a dream. What was it? The woman, or thing, that he saw was just not realistic and wasn't even human. He decided to not worry about those details, but he would instead worry about figuring out what 'gifts' she had given him. She must have been real. Or did he get drugged up somehow? Well, he wanted to be an optimist. And there were several girls here in the office that he certainly would love to make his, erotically. So far, no one had treated him any differently since he had arrived. As he sat in his office, getting his work day under way, he felt a sudden urge in his groin. Sure, he had had a mid day woody at work before, but this feeling was intense. His cock became rigid. His breath became short. The massive tent in his pants would be impossible to hide if anyone walked around the corner of his desk. His eyes went wide and his rod throbbed against his pants. The force at which it pushed up into his slacks was actually threatening to rip them. Then, just as he worried enough to unbutton his pants he heard the sound of fabric tearing. It wasn't that his cock was massive, it just seemed to have a strength all its own. "Shit! I don't have spare pants at work!" He looked up from his computer monitor to the door, blushing slightly. "God damn it. Ummm... some gift, that the hell good is this supposed to do me?" As if things couldn't get any worse, pre-cum started to leak from the tip of his prick. A generous amount of it. Now, not only would have have a big rip along the front of them, they would also look soaking wet. They were tan so there was no hiding it. He tried his best then to stop the oozing substance from making much of a mess on his pants. First using his hands to catch the slow trickle and then grabbing some tissues from his desk drawer. After about a minute, it finally stopped. He sighed in annoyance at this disaster. And it was still relatively early in the work day too. How was he going to use the bathroom or have lunch? He had to try to salvage this situation. He got up and got his pants together as best he could. He then waddled out towards the bathroom with his hands around his waist to conceal the embarrassing view. He reached for the handle to the hallway where the bathroom was as he saw one of the objects of his fantasies heading right to the same door, just slightly trailing him. He opened the door and walked through, not holding the door like a gentleman. As he let go and Jessica grabbed the handle, he realized his hand had the wet pre-cum all over it when he had grabbed the door handle. He expected her to get a disgusted look on her face, but as she closed the door and followed him some more. She moved her hand up to her face and sniffed it. She got a smirk on her face and then looked up at Mark. "Interesting." She said as Mark was glancing over his shoulder at her and waddling towards the bathroom. He saw her lick the palm of her hand and she stumbled ever so slightly and gasped. Mark rushed into the men's bathroom and saw her out of the corner of his eye lean against the hall wall and catch her breath. ------ He had finally returned to his desk after cleaning up and salvaging his pants and making them sort of presentable. He had noticed that Jessica he had encountered earlier in the hallway had walked by his office several times more than usual that day and that she had stared in to his room each and ever time, slowing her pace as she did. After observing this, throughout the day he began to formulate a plan. The real question was should he really test this out by pressing his luck or just go for something simple? ------