The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Laurence felt the weight of the eyes in the room fall on him. Understandable. He had seen a few tests of the App prior to being granted access, but nothing to the extreme degree he saw with this group.

“What the hell is going on Laurence?” Tiffany said. “Change me back right now!”

Tiffany was almost unrecognizable with her new MILF body that reminded Laurence of his mother. If there was one transformation he had not seen coming, and one transformation that truly represented the reality of the situation, Tiffany becoming a MILF was it.

“Turn my sister back.” Stephanie said.

It was a command he couldn’t carry out.

“Unfortunately, that command is beyond my power, ma’am.”

Dalton moved through the group and grabbed Laurence by his collar and pinned him against the wall.

“Listen here Larry, you’re going to undo this mess and get us all back to normal.” Dalton glanced to the right at Elizabeth, who’s bare chest was still on display. “Except maybe your girlfriend.”

“Dalton.” Stephanie said, upset that her boyfriend was openly commenting about Elizabeth.

“Unfortunately, that command is beyond my power, sir.” Laurence said in the same bland tone.

“If you can’t do anything, then what the hell do we do?” Tiffany said.

“We just have to finish the game.”

Everyone looked at each other. Some were happy with their transformations and satisfied with their dares, others not so much. The App had no agenda, it was just a random algorithm that produced extreme results.

“Fine, if you can’t fix it, then I want you to give me a blow job.” Dalton said.

“Do not give Dalton a blow job.” Stephanie said.

Laurence sighed internally. A savior for now.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“What the hell Stephanie?” Dalton said.

“I don’t care if it’s big tits over there or Larry, cheating is cheating.”

Dalton turned his attention back to Larry.

“This isn’t over, Larry. As long as I can control you, I’m going to make you my little bitch.”

Dalton dropped Laurence and walked back over to Stephanie. It was lucky that Dalton had made out with Elizabeth, putting Stephanie in a bad mood, and making her more protective of her man. The tension killed any joint effort they might have had to humiliate Laurence any further.

Everyone’s phone chimed at once, signaling the start of the next round. But there was a new twist to the game. Laurence had heard about the new feature; however, it was supposed to be still in the programming state. The phones lit up and everyone received the same message:

‘Partner Swap.’

The rings flashed and the colors disappeared momentarily. One by one, the colors reappeared introducing each new couple. Laurence looked around for his matching green and saw Trish’s light up. He was now together with the hot stoner.

Tiffany looked around for the red light. Ben didn’t have it. Mark didn’t have it. Laurence didn’t have it. Tiffany was beside herself. Not only was she stuck in a MILF body, now she was paired with Dalton. His ring turned yellow. Not him either. If none of the guys had her color, that meant she was partnered with another girl just like the lesbians. The red flash caught her eye. She couldn’t believe it. Her new partner was her sister.

Dalton’s eyes darted right to Elizabeth’s and was disappointed to see the ring flash blue. If the game forced him to cheat, he would have had an excuse. As everyone already knew, there wasn’t much choice in the matter. The MILF was out and so was Trish. He felt a tap on his shoulder.

“Guess I’m hitched to you now.” Sally said.

“Awe come on. Do you even like cock?” Dalton said.

“You afraid I’m going to hurt your ego?

“No, I’m afraid I might turn you straight.”

“From what I’ve seen, you got your work cut out.” Sally teased with a smile.

It wasn’t the worst partner. From their previous interactions, Sally seemed like a good time. He accepted the challenge of trying to get her to switch teams and had yet another valid reason to cheat. Maybe the App wasn’t so bad after all.

Ben saw Tiffany and Stephanie paired off and was relieved that she was with someone she wouldn’t cheat with. The scenario turned him on. Any sane man knew Stephanie was hot, and Ben had always fantasized about a threesome. Perhaps today was his luck day. The bouncing breasts caught his gaze before the blue light. His new partner was now the big-titted Elizabeth still getting used to her new chest.

“You like the changes?” Ben said.

“It’s... uncomfortable in a way. Like obviously it will get me extra attention, but I feel like I have dumbbells on my chest.”

“There’s always a trade-off.” Ben grinned.

Part of him was intrigued by the transformations and part of him feared what could happen. The App seemed to have no limit to its power. For all he knew, he could end up as a woman or an old man. The rewards were far greater for a woman. He was a decent looking guy and happy in his relationship. Getting a body like Mark’s would be the only worthwhile transformation. The rest would just be a risk. Maybe Elizabeth would be willing to pick transform again. Or maybe he could choose before she could. It wasn’t like he’d have to answer to her later.

As the couples paired off with their new partners, Mark spotted Greta on her own. Their colors were a match and the two met off to the side. The effects of the weed helped ease his mind from all the crazy things going on and the sight of Greta’s ass captured Mark’s full attention. Would it be cheating if he anally fucked his new partner? The thought of her rocking up and down on his cock made him hard. He wanted to fuck her so bad.

Mark tried to settle down his sex drive, but realized that his new body came with a boost in testosterone that needed release. And Greta’s ass was begging for it.

“Bend over.” Mark said.

“Excuse me.”

“Bend over. I want to fuck that ass again.”

Greta was taken back by Mark’s forwardness. The chill stoner, now in a jock’s body, wanted to fuck her silly without any prompting from the App. The feelings from her gang bang still lingered and she yearned to feel that again. Mark’s thick cock would be the perfect solution for her urges.

Bending over the table, Greta lifted her skirt up and invited her new partner to take her. The first thing she felt was his familiar solid frame against her round bottom. Pure muscle and no fat, the tightness of the skin evident any where she touched. His fingers filled her pussy and pumped at an aggressive rate to get her flowing.

With his cock lubed up from her juices, he took her from behind. The other couples watched them get it on. Greta wished she wasn’t facing everyone. Trish did all her talking with a resentful glare. The same could be said for Sally. Could anyone really be upset? Maybe because it wasn’t the App that directly prompted the sexual encounter, but it did affect Mark’s sex drive. He was just doing what horny men did, which was fuck their partners. And his current partner happened to be Greta.

Mark blew his load inside her ass and pulled out, the semen dripping down her leg. Not a bad way to start their new relationship. Who knows, she could start to love men by the end of it.

“Stop staring.” Tiffany said.

“Does it feel weird?” Stephanie said.

“Being your lesbian partner or being a MILF?”

“Both.”

Tiffany ignored her sister. Being assigned as new partners was really pushing the boundaries. The only sliver of hope was that there had been no indication that partners were involved in any sexual activities together. As long as Stephanie and Tiffany were paired, they’d be less likely to be involved in a dare together. At least she hoped. The partner swap was another surprise, which indicated the App had a few more tricks up its sleeve.

With the partner’s settled, the App flashed again indicating the commencement of the second round. Everyone looked around for the first flashing rings and all eyes settled on Ben and Elizabeth. Tiffany felt her body moving automatically under the influence of the App’s control. Standing in the same spot, her legs spread apart and she thrusted her chest out with her hands behind her head to show off her eye-catching bust. With the exception of Elizabeth, all the other girls moved into the same pose with the men, aside from Ben, all standing at attention. Then the posed players froze. Tiffany remained in her pose next to her sister, both with cleavage on display, and watched the first couple discover their new fate.

The rest of the couples had moved into their poses in sync proving the App’s further capabilities. Ben saw the familiar question on his phone. Transform or Dare. Then the Dare option disappeared leaving only Transform.

“What the hell?” Ben said.

“Sorry Ben, but I don’t need more body modifications or to become a MILF. I’ll do whatever it wants as long as there’s no physical repercussions.” Elizabeth said.

He couldn’t blame her. She was just quicker to the draw. Ben selected Transformation. He snapped to attention and froze in place.

To her surprise, Elizabeth didn’t freeze. With Ben frozen, it seemed the App was switching the order of events to Dares first and Transformations second. The phone flashed her dare which she read out loud.

“Breast feed Stephanie.”

She scoffed. Of all the people, it had to be that stupid bitch. The only silver lining was the dare itself was more humiliating for Stephanie and than it was for her. Elizabeth sat on the couch and Stephanie, who was clearly under control of the App, walked over and laid with her head in Elizabeth’s lap. Elizabeth wanted to slap her face, but the App restrained her. Her nipple entered Stephanie’s mouth and she started sucking like a baby. The two rivals stared at each other with hatred while carrying out an ultimate act of care.

The two were quickly frozen on the couch in the middle of their bonding session.

Ben felt control come back to his limbs as his body relaxed. Behind him was the frozen statue of his partner breastfeeding her least favorite person in the whole world. Hopefully that didn’t mean Stephanie was now his daughter. After seeing her sister turn into a MILF, he wouldn’t put it past the App.

Looking around, everyone maintained the same pose depending on their sex. The only difference was the people caught in the dare were now frozen in the act. How long would they stay like that?

The tingling started the same way he saw so many people react. Discomfort overcame him in the private area as he fell to the ground. Something was growing down below. He pulled down his pants and saw a thick 9-inch cock standing at attention.

“Holy shit.” Ben said.

Ben had no idea what to do. Its size was an inconvenience and fitting it comfortably into pants was an impossible feat. The tingling stopped and his penis remained erect. Ben was afraid to touch it, hoping it was an illusion or a temporary transformation. Would having it be so bad? The sexual opportunities were endless. Tiffany always did prefer a large cock, a fact Ben had accidentally found out one drunken night. If anything, he couldn’t wait to plow his MILF.

The App chimed and everyone unfroze. Tiffany’s hands covered her mouth in shock when she looked over at Ben’s new cock. He shrugged his shoulders with a sly grin. Despite not being a couple currently, the App never messed with their memories and whether the App liked it or not, they would be together again eventually.

The App chimed again, and Ben found his body snapping to attention. It was the end of his turn.

Dalton grinned as he snapped a picture of his former lover breastfeeding his current lover. If only they could find common ground and agree to a threesome, then every girl could have what she wanted.

The App chime caught his attention along with his ring glowing. It was his and Sal the lesbian’s turn. He turned to his new partner, her ass a big distraction. He wouldn’t mind giving that a ride since technically they were a couple. It’s not like Stephanie could object since she was currently busy sucking on Lizzy’s nipple. Cheating was cheating according to her.

“I’ve already done Transformation; I want to pick Dare.” Sally said.

Dalton pushed Dare to lock in his choice. “Sorry sweetheart, but I don’t want to end up an old man or with my dick to the floor. ”

“Asshole.” Sally reluctantly pushed the Transform button.

Her body moved to the default pose and she froze with everyone else. Dalton looked down at his phone.

“Fist Tiffany.”

Dalton was surprised but excited by the dare. He spotted Tiffany in her default pose looking like the sexy MILF she was. He had often fantasized about having a threesome with Stephanie and her sister or even a one-night stand with Tiffany. Here was a chance to explore her body.

Unlike other dares, Tiffany remained frozen in her position. It was a dare that didn’t require any effort on her part because her legs were already spread. Dalton looked her in the eyes, and she stared blankly back. It was weird to think about her younger body. She was still hot, but becoming a MILF was a consolation, not the grand prize.

Dalton moved his frozen toy to the nearby empty couch and took a seat. Pulling her panties down, he worked his fingers in and out to get the juices flowing. He prided himself on giving oral and fingering, his skills evident by her quickly flowing pussy. Because her body was now older, the transformation had also loosened her up. Getting a fist in her now was a lot easier than it would have been with her original body.

With his hand lubed up, using the nearby lotion that Larry must have planted before the party, and with her pussy wet from his magic touch, Dalton slowly worked his fist into her. The excitement made her heart beat faster as his fist became one with her. Never did he imagine that he would fist a MILF or that it would be his girlfriend’s sister. This was killing two birds with one stone.

Once the fist was in and settled, Dalton moved it up and down. He could feel the flow of pussy fluids increasing proportionately with his speed. Even without receiving pleasure, Dalton was getting hard at the MILF leaking all over herself and his hand. With his first deep inside, he tried pulling it out, but it wouldn’t budge. None of his body could move. Like Elizabeth and Stephanie, he froze in the middle of the dare, stuck until the App decided to let him go.

Sally regained control of her body and saw Dalton with his fist in Tiffany’s pussy. Would that have been her dare too or did the game tailor the dare to the person? She stood nervously, waiting for her transformation to begin. Last time it began in her ass, and hopefully this time it would begin in her tits as she looked down at her average bust.

It didn’t start in her ass and it didn’t start in her tits. It started in her mind. Things became binary. Yes or no. Her body stiffened and she stood at attention. There were no outward physical changes, but in her mind, Sally was completely reprogrammed. It was Sally Bot now. Programmed to serve and obey. Sally stood at attention with her arms slightly raised and her elbows bent inwards. Her blank face betraying no emotions. Bots didn’t have emotions. Bots just obediently carried out any commands they were given.

Dalton unfroze along with everyone else. He saw his new partner staring blankly and unmoving.

“Sally, what was your transformation?”

“Sally Bot is here to serve and obey.” Sally responded.

He couldn’t believe his luck with this App. Now he had an obedient lesbian sex bot at his disposal. Dalton knew he didn’t have much time. For some reason he couldn’t take his hand out of Tiffany’s pussy, but everything else was free to move. With his free hand, he pulled down his pants revealing his cock.

“Sally Bot, come sit that big ass down on this cock.”

Sally stiffly walked over and turned around. Dalton had never seen a bigger ass. Was it even possible to achieve or was the App cheating in that regard? She plopped her ass down on his cock and froze. Dalton could feel his own body freeze, but the pleasure of the large ass swallowing his cock was enough to keep him distracted.

Laurence thought the freezing was a blessing in disguise. If everyone could speak and move, who knows what Dalton would try to do to him.

Thankfully, Dalton was too preoccupied to care. Those poor girls having to endure being used for his amusement. Tiffany, the MILF, getting her pussy stretched and Sally the lesbian getting her ass stretched. Why bother fucking with Laurence if he had women at his disposal?

Laurence looked at his girlfriend breastfeeding the woman she envied. He would pay anything to hear the thoughts going through both of their minds. He turned to his new partner, Trish, who was still enamored with her old partner Mark and his new body. They seemed like the type of couple to dip out of a party early, have wild sex, and then smoke a bowl. Especially with Mark’s new body. Unfortunately, they had to finish the game.

“Do you mind if I do Transform, I’d rather not get stuck in another Dare.” Laurence said.

“Sure.” Trish said, still looking at Mark.

She pressed the buttons to accept her decision without looking. Laurence looked down at his screen and saw the only option was Dare. She had pressed the wrong button. Trish was already frozen in her pose by the time Laurence could accost her. He figured that at least it couldn’t get any worse than being a slave to Dalton. Laurence read the dare.

“Fuck Elizabeth stupid.”

He knew that the App meant the dare literally. This was going to be enjoyable. Laurence walked over to Elizabeth, still breast-feeding Stephanie. Both women remained in their positions. That meant there was an audience along for the ride.

Elizabeth was frozen in her position with the woman she hated sucking on her tit. The only consolation she felt was that the scene probably made Dalton happy. Two women who wanted him were now joined in an act of sexual debauchery. It was imaginative fuel for when she eventually sank her claws into him again. It also put her in the dominant position and little baby Stephanie as a submissive girl. She would love to be given the chance to show Stephanie a thing or two about being the perfect girlfriend.

Stephanie’s body unfroze and she switched positions to all fours, which allowed Laurence to gain access to Elizabeth’s pussy. From the hungry look in Stephanie’s eye, it seemed not even the chaotic movement from sex was going to separate her mouth from Elizabeth’s juicy tit.

Laurence towered over Elizabeth. She had heard the dare and was disappointed it was her real boyfriend fucking her. Everyone else got to swap and fuck other people. Yet she was given the status quo. Lame. He pulled his cock out and rubbed it against her pussy. She knew that the most unexciting and unanticipated sex was a few seconds away. She could wait. He entered her and it felt like an instant orgasm. She shuddered and looked up. Was something enhancing his cock?

With each thrust Elizabeth’s mind became fuzzier and fuzzier. All the things she had learned in medical school started to vanish with each thrust.

Her final year in medical school. Thrust. Gone.

Her previous years in medical school. Thrust. Gone

Her years in undergrad. Thrust. Gone.

Her mind searched for the information, but there was nothing there to find. It was all gone. Elizabeth tried and tried, but she couldn’t remember anything. It was almost comical. In fact, it was funny. Hilarious even. Elizabeth laughed. Each thrust made her situation funnier and funnier. Her mouth started drooling as giggles escaped.

Then she did remember some things. She remembered how much she liked cock. She remembered how big of a slut she was. She remembered the importance of looking her absolute best in makeup, tight and revealing clothing, matching jewellery, and heels. She remembered how much attention her big tits got her compared to most women. All of it came flooding back and she giggled as Laurence’s cock fucked her silly.

Elizabeth remained in position but moaned and reacted as if it was the best sex of her life. Stephanie’s warm mouth around her nipple added to the experience. On the brink of the best orgasm she would ever have, Elizabeth could feel the permanency of her new thoughts imprinting on her mind. The hornier she got, the more they settled and became the absolute truth. She knew something was missing, but she couldn’t figure out what.

Finally, the pleasure overwhelmed her mind. She orgasmed and sealed her fate. No longer was she Elizabeth the nurse lady. She was Beth the bimbo. Her goal in life was to look the best she could, like a decoration, and to please men any way they asked. It was funny to think about her old life, how a bimbo like her managed to trick people for so long. Now they’d see the real Beth.

Laurence hadn’t had sex for a long time, and it felt good to finally pump a load into a woman. Elizabeth had long withheld sex with excuse after excuse until Laurence eventually gave up. To see her dumb smile and drooling mouth after he had his way with her was satisfying. He had no idea what was going on her mind, but if her expression indicated anything, the dare was complete.

He left his vacant, smiling wife and walked back over to his current partner, Trish. Assuming his position, he stopped moving in place, happy that at least one turn had gone his way.

Trish unfroze and looked down at her phone. She had accidentally selected Transform. Mark’s body was so distracting, she couldn’t even handle a small task. The risk scared her. She’d seen good transformations and she’d seen bad transformations. And even the good ones weren’t something she desired. Carrying 5 to 10 extra pounds on her chest or ass was not a good thing. It was disruptive. Discomfort aside, she didn’t want more attention from the opposite sex. It was bad enough now. Her sweet innocent act wouldn’t ward them away anymore. With big tits or ass, men would automatically assume she was easy, and they’d double down on the aggression.

After watching everyone else, it was nerve wracking standing and waiting. She knew the feeling would be evident as soon as it started. And it was. Her lips tingled and she felt them puff and expand. Trish had never gotten lip filler, but she had always wondered what it was like. However, these lips went beyond what she would have wanted. They kept growing and growing. When they finally stopped, her hands felt her lips which were now double in size. They were dick sucking lips. Cock cushions. Both applicable names for the luscious lips now filling the bottom half of her face.

With her transformation complete, Trish expected everyone to unfreeze. But no one moved. Something wasn’t right. Then she felt the familiar feeling start in her tits. And her ass. Both areas were expanding. Bigger. Rounder. Once the transformation was complete, Trish’s tits were more voluptuous than Elizabeth’s and her ass was larger than Sally’s. Her hands went immediately to check her breasts and she noticed her new, long, pink acrylic nails.

What the hell had she transformed into? There was only one type of person who had that many body modifications. Trish rushed over to the mirror and confirmed her suspicions. Not only were her tits, ass, lips, and nails modified, but her face had Botox work, her skin was tanned, and her fully done-up makeup was slutty. Combined with the cheap jewellery, Trish knew exactly what she was. A porn star. And not a cute, girl-next door porn star. She was an older, been in the business forever and need to up the sex appeal, porn star. Everything about her was now fake, but sexually appealing to men. Upon closer inspection, even her waist and hips had transformed to perfectly proportionate levels. This was perhaps the only transformation she was happy with.

With the strange feelings finally stopped, Trish was left with a body built for fucking and an insatiable need to be filled in all holes. It was a craving that would not be satisfied unless she was filled daily. She walked back over to her current partner Laurence. Maybe he would be the first to fill her up.

Mark unfroze and looked over at Trish. He loved the old Trish, but couldn’t deny how extremely attractive her new body was. Ignoring his new beau Greta, Mark walked over to Trish and grabbed her by the waist. The former couple had the ideal fantasized bodies both genders had about each other. And all Mark wanted to do was fuck his former partner.

“How does it feel?” Mark said.

Trish was still getting used to her new body and voice, which was now a few pitches higher. All the extra weight was throwing off her usually smooth movements. Did she emphasize her new assets, or reel in the sex appeal? Regardless of what she decided, every move highlighted one of her body parts. It made no sense to hide her new gifts. And so, she adopted the pose of a porn star. She stood with her chest out, back arched, ass out, floating hands, and duck lips.

“It’s weird. I’m like so horny.” Trish said. Her vocabulary had been modified like her body.

Mark moved back and admired her body. He whistled as he examined her legs that went on for days.

“You are so fucking hot, babe.”

Trish blushed. She felt the same way about him and his new body. Trish moved into a pose and froze, signaling the start of the next round. If he wasn’t constrained by the game, Mark would take her right then and there, audience be damned. Her body was screaming to be fucked.

Greta joined his side.

“Banging body.” Greta said.

Mark nodded in agreement. He looked down at his phone and saw the two options. Transform or Dare. He already chose Transform and was rewarded with the peak of the male body. Anything else would be a downgrade.

“I’m choosing Dare.” Mark said.

“No complaints here.” Greta said. “I’ve had my fair share of cocks.”

Mark selected his decision and hoped it had something to do with Trish. Since they were no longer a couple, the odds were good he’d be dared to fuck her or eat her out or do anything with her gorgeous body.

Greta chose Transform and then froze in the default position. Mark’s phone beeped and he read the Dare.

“Engage in 69 squared.”

What the hell was 69 squared? To his relief, Trish unfroze and stripped naked in front of everyone, revealing her new porn star body. Mark couldn’t peel his eyes off of her. Every physical female trait was exaggerated to maximum affect on the male brain. Or cock in this instance, as Mark’s stood at attention. He wanted to end the game, take Trish home, and fuck her until the sun came up. But the game prevailed over his strong desire. Once her clothes were off, Trish laid down on the ground, flat on her back, in front of Mark with her mouth opened wide. Her body went still and calm.

The next participant to move was Ben and his monster cock. Mark didn’t like to look, but it was hard not to. The thing just had a commanding presence. Ben stripped off the rest of his clothes and tossed them in the same pile as Trish. Once again, the App was pulling the strings on this round’s puppets. Mark knew what it was like from his foursome with Greta. A passenger in your own body.

Ben hovered over Trish, and gently lowered himself until his cock was in her mouth. He leaned on his forearms for leverage as he waited for the next participant, which happened to be Greta. She also stripped and joined the two on the floor. Sliding her bottom half under Ben, she made sure his mouth was in-line with her pussy before settling into the same pose as Trish with her mouth wide open and ready for cock. Mark examined the trio on the ground. The Dare finally made sense and he was the last piece to the puzzle.

With limited control over his body, Mark stripped the rest of his clothes off and walked over to Greta. Like Ben before him, he slowly guided his cock into Greta’s mouth and then gently lowered his mouth onto Trish’s pussy. The 69 squared was complete. Or at least the set-up.

In sync, the group began their oral assault on the cock or pussy before them. It’s not exactly what Mark had hoped for and he wasn’t too keen on another man getting to test drive Trish’s cock cushions, but Mark was happy to finally explore some of her new body. Even her pussy was modified to be perfect. Clean shaven and extra sensitive, Mark could feel her body convulsing with each flick of his tongue. There were no hands or extra stimulation allowed. It was mouth only and Mark was happy to oblige.

On the other end, he felt Greta’s warm mouth wrapped around his cock. A cock that had already been in her pussy and her partner’s ass. If she wasn’t too careful, she might lose her lesbian feelings and crave being his cocksucker.

Gradually, as if the App was controlling the tempo, each person was edging closer and closer to their own orgasm. Due to the extra enhancements, Trish was the first to go, her hips bucking at the constant pressure of Mark’s tongue against her clit. The wetness soaked his face as he heard muffled screams and moans while Ben’s cock plugged her mouth. Her orgasm started a chain reaction as Ben’s cock could take no more from her warm, wet mouth and he unloaded down her throat. The excitement coursed through Ben and his tongue went wild on Greta’s clit. Her hands moved down and pushed his face, grinding until her body gave in to the mounting pleasure and covered Ben’s face in her pussy juices.

The cascading orgasms came back around, and Greta took deepthroat after deepthroat expertly until Mark finally coated her throat with his cum. With all of the orgasm complete, the group remained frozen in position, covered in the various fluids discharged during the orgasms. The familiar taste of Trish lined Mark’s frozen mouth with his lips still on her pussy folds. Like her face, they were larger and more inviting. As much as he was enjoying the position, especially with Greta’s mouth keeping his cock warm on the other end, Mark wanted to move again. He didn’t like the idea of having Ben’s cock stuck down Trish’s throat. He understood it was part of the game, but the Dare was done. Why couldn’t they move?

Greta’s App chimed and she felt control return. She slid her mouth off of Mark’s cock and her pussy out from under Ben’s mouth. For the time being, the three remaining participants remained frozen while she completed her turn. It was nerve-wracking waiting around for the transformation. The changes so far were all over the map and she had no idea what to expect.

A sudden feeling urged her to sit down on the couch. She leaned back and felt the strange feeling all over her body. Is that how it started? Based on the other’s reactions, she figured there would be a single origin point.

The feeling was dispersed through her body, making it feel lighter. Although her physical body looked the same, it felt different. Her arms floated up and reached out with her fingers fully extended. There they remained fixed in place, light, yet immovable. Her legs moved apart and also froze fully spread. The most powerful feeling of pleasure was focused in one spot, her pussy, and it was constantly wet as if to keep her lubricated 24/7.

With her focus on the feelings below, Greta never noticed her tits had increased a few sizes or how she could no longer move her neck, head, or any part of her body. Her eyes went wide and her lips grew in size to match Trish’s plump lips. Her mouth opened wide into a large ‘O’ and remained that way. Internally, Greta struggled to move any part of her body. Externally, she looked calm and extremely fuckable. She was a sex doll now. After the body transformation was complete, like a volcano erupting, all the feelings dispersed throughout her body shot up to her head. Now it was her thoughts that were being altered to fit her new role. The attraction for women was still there, but her attraction to men tripled. She needed a cock to fill her face and pussy. That was her purpose now. Her always lubricated pussy and plumped lips inviting any and all cocks to satisfy her never ending craving to be used.

The first thing Tiffany felt was the fist in her pussy. Dalton was still frozen while Sally remained seated on his cock. She pulled his hand out and pushed it away from her. No need to smell or accidentally get any of her pussy on herself. Throughout the first few rounds, her position had made her viewpoint limited. Now she saw the true chaos the App had caused. Dalton was ass-fucking Sally. Ben had his cock deep down Trish’s throat, who looked like she had just stepped out of porn movie. Mark’s face was buried deep in her new pussy. No surprises there.

Greta was posed like a sex doll on the couch. Or maybe she now was a sex doll. Finding out the truth scared her. Across the room on the other couch, Elizabeth smiled like nobody was home and Stephanie finally unfroze and pulled her drooling mouth off Elizabeth’s tit. Her sister must have been really delighted with that arrangement.

The only person who had nothing going on was Laurence, which seemed suspicious. It was his App after all. The command to obey Dalton could have easily been a distraction from what was truly going on. If there was anyone who knew, it would be him. A better confrontation was needed next intermission if everyone was going to get answers.

Stephanie walked over, taking in everyone else’s state as Tiffany had done.

“This is so fucked.” Stephanie said. She looked at her sister and nodded as if her own transformation emphasized that point. “How’s the body?”

“How do you think?” Tiffany snapped back.

“Well you still look hot. At least you got that.”

It wasn’t a silver lining. It was luck that she hadn’t gotten the worst of the transformation. Her smug sister with her red hair didn’t know the half of how shitty it was to be a MILF. Tiffany looked down at her phone and noticed that the Dare button was no longer an option.

“Excuse me, but I wanted dare.” Tiffany said.

“And risk me ending up like that. No thanks.” Stephanie said.

Tiffany reluctantly selected Transform. How much worse could it realistically get? Her body moved into the default pose and froze in place. She’d have to wait until Stephanie completed her dare before she found out her fate.

Stephanie waited impatiently for the phone to tell her the dare. The stupid App was the worst thing she’d ever done, and she couldn’t wait to see Dalton beat the shit out of Laurence for forcing it on everyone without saying any of the crazy shit that could happen. Not to mention that she and her sister were technically a lesbian couple now. All in all, it was a bizarre experience she hoped would end soon.

The dare finally popped up.

“Choose your fate.” Stephanie read out loud.

The options, listed one by one, were:

1.Porn star

2.Bimbo

3.Robot

4.Sex Doll

5.Milf

Was the dare implying that’s what she would become? How could that happen with the Dare button. She thought she’d be spit roasted or be forced to blow every guy in the room. Not another transformation. If she took the list literally, most of the options were obviously horrible picks.

Fearing the game would pick for her, Stephanie picked the only option that sounded reasonable. She clicked on Porn Star and to her shock, the option crossed out as if she were eliminating it from contention.

“No.” Stephanie said, trying to un-click Porn Star. It was the only safe option. The rest were drastic changes.

Stephanie gave up in her attempt to deselect her true choice. Now that she knew how it worked, she selected Robot and Sex Doll, eliminating those choices from contention. That left her with MILF and Bimbo. Would she rather lose her age and beauty or her intelligence? She looked at her sister, who didn’t look half bad with the MILF transformation. Could she live like that? Stephanie looked over at Elizabeth, who was still smiling and drooling. A true air-head bimbo. Her only thoughts would be how many cock she could satisfy.

In hopes that she could further control her fate before the game was finished, Stephanie clicked Bimbo and eliminated it. If she was going to find away to reverse her transformation, she needed to be able to think of a plan. That just wasn’t possible as a cock-loving idiot. The App locked in her answer and she felt the changes happen immediately. Her hair turned bleach-blond and grew a bit longer as her skin became wrinkly. The loosening and tightening of her face indicated she also had a Botox look. Her breasts sagged before being pulled back up in what were obvious implants. The App didn’t just make you old, it made you old with work. Something most women would prefer anyway.

Stephanie walked over to the mirror and saw her new face. She was still hot, but now older. Almost like her sister. At least they’d both have something to... Stephanie looked at her frozen sister who was now back to her normal self. Did Stephanie steal her sister’s transformation? Her body moved into the default pose and froze in place as the new MILF.

Tiffany felt different and it wasn’t because she could move again. She felt a snippet of joy seeing her sister as a MILF after she had made fun of Tiffany. But now they were both MILFs. Tiffany lifted her phone and noticed her smooth soft skin. In the reflection of the screen was her gorgeous young face surrounded by cascading red hair. How could that be? Did Stephanie unknowingly switch their transformations? Tiffany wasn’t going to question it. It was no longer her burden to carry. Now all she had to worry about was the transformation for the current round. It couldn’t be worst than before, and the App didn’t seem repetitive.

A feeling that tingled in the back of her mind urged Tiffany to walk over to a small wooden platform with a potted plant on top. She moved the plant to the ground and stood atop the platform. The actions were being performed by her body, but she had no control over them. Off came her clothes, tossed on the floor until she was showing off her birthday suit. Tiffany crossed her legs slightly, put one hand on a breast, one hand on her pussy, tossed her hair back and remained still with a seductive look on her face.

There was nothing preventing her from moving except the App that was controlling her. The same feeling, that she felt when she turned into a MILF once again returned and started in her feet. Although her appearance didn’t change externally, internally it felt like her limbs were turning into plastic. The feeling traveled up through her legs and torso and into her arms. As it continued up her neck and into her face, Tiffany finally realized that she was now a statue. Or a mannequin. A sexy piece of art in Laurence’s house. Her sightline gave her a direct view of the host in question, frozen in a pose like everyone else. Their eyes locked and to her surprise he winked.

Everyone unfroze with conclusion of the second round. Everyone except Tiffany and Greta, who remained in their transformations. Elizabeth remained on the couch laughing at her drool. Sally stood up and off to the side with her arms raised like the robot she was. Mark helped Trish up and took her to the corner to make sure she was okay. The remaining members stormed Laurence. He put his hands up in defense.

“There’s only one more round, I promise. That’s all I selected when we started.”

“I’m going to kick your ass, Larry.” Dalton said. “You change Steph back.”

Laurence held up his work phone.

“If I push this button, the game ends and everything is permanent. So, stay back.”

Everyone kept their distance.

“Now we’re going to see how this plays out.” Laurence said with a smile.