Tim the enchanter, Part 3

Pete paused outside the door, the sweaty room key pressed tight between thumb and forefinger, quivering in front of the lock. �Why am I scared? I�ve been dreaming of this for years.� He pushed the key into the lock, the teeth grinding against the keyhole. Memory took him back to the countless nights spent at the local nightclubs watching the tall dark stranger walk out with any girl he wanted. Pete was curious when the girls didn�t come back. He followed him one night, to the hotel. Then waited outside to who came out.

But it was what came out that was the agonizingly wonderful surprise. Girls went in and when they came out, they had little pink noses and cute pink tails. Or rows of enormous meaty breast, horns sprouting from their heads, large black spots and big milky udders, chilling green eyes and soft charcoal fur.

He watched them all and eventually got up the courage and the money to approach Tim. He followed him to a bar and accosted him when he came out a few minutes later. �I know what you do, and I want you to do something for me.�

�Why should I do anything for you?�

�Cuz I could expose y-�

�HA! Who�d believe a crazy story like that? Tall dark stranger turns unsuspecting girls into animal-morph sex toys for the rich and famous. Besides, I don�t do boys.�

�Yes you do, I saw him come out all muscle and horns. Besides-�

�Besides nothing kid, go home and forget it.�

�I can pay you. I put together what I could, it�s not your usual, but its money all the same, and you won�t have to give your mailman a cut. See I�ve got it right-�

�Put that away! I don�t flash money around for good reason. How much is it?�

�Ten�

�Its not nearly enough so you had better be looking for something simple. But it doesn�t matter because I will have to give me �mailman� a cut because I�m not about to have some half animal cruising the streets, so forget it.� He turned to walk away.

�I just want to be a woman.� He stopped, silence. You know where I do my work, go to the desk and ask for room 118. They�ll give you a key, no questions asked.�

�When should I-�

�Saturday, eleven o�clock. Be on time.� And that was that, he quit his job the next day, and went out and bought some women�s clothes. Now he was opening the door to the man who would change his life forever.

�Shut the door and undress, lets get this over with, I�ve done boys before but I don�t like it and I charge extra so consider yourself lucky. Put the money by the phone�

He promptly did as he was told. Tim was standing at a mini bar with his back to Pete. He had no shirt on, just purple silk pajama pants. He was huge. His back and shoulders were muscled beyond belief and made a perfect V-shape narrowing to his hips. He was probably closer to seven feet than he was to six and his hair hung loosely around the sides of his head. �Ok, I�m ready.�

Tim downed his drink and turned without a word. He stood there for a moment looking Pete up and down, up and down. �What do you want?�

�5�6�or 5�7�, long dark brown hair, big full lips, small hands and feet, and very, very voluptuous.�

�Good. Any last words?�

�Will it hurt?�

�Yes.� With that he set to work. He grabbed Pete�s face gruffly in one hand, squeezing hard like some obnoxious great aunt. He ran a thumb over Pete�s mouth and Pete could feel his lips swell and bugle. Then he ran his thumb down Pete�s nose and under his chin, the over his ears. Each time Pete felt nothing but a faint tingle. When Tim ran his fingers through Pete�s hair, thick dark locks felt around his face and shoulders but Pete felt nothing.

Tim started to massage Pete�s shoulders and it felt like he was slouching. Tim ran his hands down Pete�s arms and he felt that, it was electrifying. His muscles shrank in moments, his bones shortened with a jerk. He winced at that while Tim crushed Pete�s fingers inside his massive hands. When he let go they were small and fragile.

Pete marveled at his petite hands when Tim assaulted his torso. With two powerful hands he pressed hard on Pete�s stomach, squeezing and crushing it, driving it in on itself. Pete groaned, it felt like being horribly constipated, then when his organs writhed and wriggle inside him, he almost hurled.

Tim grabbed Pete�s hips and broke his pelvis with a snap. Pete went limp and tried to scream in agony but found no voice. �I won�t have you bringing any unwanted attention by bawl and wailing like a baby� Tim said while he muscled Pete onto the bed. He spread Pete�s hips out wide, ridiculously wide. Pete could feel the bones growing to fill the massive gaps. The pain was gone but the memory wasn�t.

Tim flipped Pete onto his chest. His new wider hips uncomfortably stretched Pete�s ass, so Tim started massaging them hard. His touch was rough and ungentle and it stimulated a sickening rush of fleshy growth. Pete�s pale skin stretched like an over-inflated balloon and made him wonder if it was all worth it. It was obviously a bit late for woulduvs and shoulduvs as Tim ran his hands down Pete�s legs. Much like his arms, the muscles seemed to almost attack themselves while the bones rudely stunted themselves. Then he squeezed Pete�s feet crushing them into perhaps half Pete�s old shoe size. Then he ran his hands back up Pete�s legs and warm sweaty fat filled in the places left absent by his receding muscles. That felt good though, like the rush of hot chocolate on a cold winter night.

Tim rubbed Pete�s back, smoothening and softening the flesh. Then he rolled him onto his back again and put his hands onto Pete�s chest. The skin grew unpleasantly hot under Tim�s palms and then a shiver ran down Pete�s spine as the flesh exploded off his body. His skin tried to stop it but offered little resistance to the rush of fatty tissue and nerves coursing through his chest.

Tim stopped for a moment but Pete found his voice then �No, bigger. Much bigger.� Tim nodded curtly and started rubbing again, Pete�s C�s blasted right past DD as they doubled in size. Tim stopped then and paused for a moment, allowing Pete to take-in what had just happened.

Pete was hard by then, harder then he�d ever been before. Tim grabbed Pete�s cock and pushed it slowly into Pete�s body. Pete�d had sex once, but this was infinitely better. As he cock slid inside his body, he could feel it brushing past the new-formed folds of his vagina. Their creation was amazing but having it coupled with the slow thrust of his own penis was remarkable. His balls were eventually dragged inside pushing their way to their new homes all the while warping into ovaries.

Tim went over to the mini bar and poured himself another drink while Pete lay in her new body, reveling in the pure sensual joy of her own transformation. After a moment, Tim spoke up �why don�t you take a look.�

Yes, she was so wrapped up in the moment, Pete didn�t realize it was over. She got up slowly from the damp bed, testing out her new body. She walked over to the bathroom and flipped on the light.

She was absolutely stunning. Her lips, her breasts, her hips, her ass, her thighs, her calves were all large and round but immaculately shaped and the dark tan skin was amazingly soft. She ran her fingers over her chest and down her belly then into her crotch where nestled between her warm round thighs she found herself wet and needy. She ran her fingers around and around her lips, her vagina oozing with desire. She had wanted it all so bad for so long and now she finally had it.

�Didn�t think it would be that good?�

His sudden presence was startling and Pete staggered back against the shower. Tim no longer was wearing anything and his cock was huge and erect. He stalked closer, his powerful scent flaring Pete�s nostrils. �I have to admit, I�ve never done this before so I wasn�t sure of the results. But obviously I know the female body well enough to have gotten it all right. But I�m afraid it can�t last. You see, I can�t let anyone expose what I do. If you had run off and told your friends when you first found out they would�ve laughed at you, but not if you showed up like this. And besides, I had a new order that had just been placed and when you said you wanted to be a woman it was just to easy. I truly am sorry but I think you can see my problem. Don�t worry I think you�ll like having horns.�

He grasp Pete�s narrow waist in his massive hands and lifted her into the air as if she was little more than a child and then lowered her slowly onto his big cock. She tried to fight but when he slid slowly inside her, fondling the folds of her sex with his powerful manhood, Pete moaned deep in ecstasy as the room swirled then stabs of pain shot through her body.

She screamed but it felt good too. Her skull tearing at her flesh trying to push wet horns out from the sides of her head. A tail squirming beneath her skin like some sand snake, writhing this way and that tickling her spine, toying with sinews and flesh. And her belly, her soft smooth belly that felt suddenly heavy, heavy with fat and milk and new sensations.

The weight there hung heavier and heavier, distending Pete�s abdomen. The burgeoning bulge was pink and tender and tickled when it rested on Tim�s hard hairy cock. Pete could feel the skin stretching and tearing then growing back to fill the voids, trying to keep up with the ballooning flesh.

Red welts appeared on the surface, raw and painful to the touch. The sweat pouring out of Pete�s body felt like salt in a canker sore when it ran over her belly. But the bulge was not a bulge anymore, it had grown into a sack and from unseen holes amidst the welts, steaming hot milk was gushing out almost as fast as the sack was refilling with it. Her breasts started leaking as well and filling up again even faster swelling more and more. The hot milk was running down her chest and legs, mingling with hair and burning skin. Suddenly her breasts erupted like geysers shooting milk into Tim�s hairy chest, and spraying their faces.

Tim was holding Pete in the air with his strong hands gripped tightly to the ample meat of Pete�s ass, her long tail swing back and forth, tickling her calves. She grabbed her breasts, their thick nipples still spraying milk everywhere and pointed them to the ceiling to send milk cascading down on the lovers. It soaked into their hair and washed over Pete�s long pointed horns. Tim licked it off her face and chest while more still flowed from her swelling udder. Tim slowed the pace of his thrusts, and eventually paused at the apex of one to deliver his seed deep into Pete�s womb. When it shot out from the end of his manhood, Pete felt like it was coursing all through her body, calming her passions and settling her mind. As Tim slowly drew out and lay her in the shower, the milk finally stopped flowing, her breasts and udder rippled when they finished refilling and from head to toe her body quickly cooled. Pete fell asleep and Tim turned on the water to wash the milk off her soft, brown-spotted skin and rinsed himself off as well before cleaning the bathroom and preparing Pete for transportation.

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Later that evening Tim exchanged pleasantries and money changed hands while a voluptuous young brunette with small stubby horns, large dark spots, a long hairy tail, and a big bulging udder was loaded into the back of a windowless van and driven off to her fate.