"Okay, I'm glad that none of you disobeyed my instructions when I told you to abstain from sexual activities until I released you of that. I know that having the Red has made you more and more needing of such things. Now then, I need to build up power, and to do that, I need you to have some sexual experiences. You see, I have some plans. I'm going to begin manufacturing some bras soon that will make their wearers' nipples go Red. I'm hoping to make them in all different varieties such that no one will be suspect."
Denise interjected, "But how will that be useful to you?"
"Ah, you see, whenever a Color is stimulated, the nearest priestess receives a little bit of energy. It's not as much as she would if she were in front of the person, but it's enough that it would be a good investment." She then took her clothes off and sat down on her huge bed. "In the meantime, I'm going to have to make sure that you're all being in a rather constant state of pleasure. If you're good enough, I'll even bring you a new partner."
They all looked at each other. Each was very much ready for some action. "Will you be participating?" asked Cindy, her eyes batting flirtingly.
"Of course, but I need to know which one of you will partner off with me. I will let whichever of you does lick my pussy."
Each began tried to be that person.
"Well, well... It looks as if we have a contest on our hands. Okay, let's make it a game of Twister, eh?" She then pulled out the box for the game from under her bed. "Not only does the winner get to eat my pussy, but the loser must be punished as well. We'll determine the loser's punishment after the game, though. Okay," she said as Ed, Cindy, and Denise lined up, "let's go. The first spin is red, right hand..."
They continued to play the game, when Cindy got the idea of fondling Denise's breasts (since she was wearing them.) This threw Denise off-track, and Denise fell first. Ed went next, when he brushed his cock against Cindy's thy. They all giggled for a bit after that.
"Okay, Cindy, you are the winner. You can play with me. Denise, your punishment is that your pussy will have a zipper of flesh on it. It can only open after you have pleasured someone to orgasm with your mouth. Ed, I hope you like head!" Then, all of them began their fun. Cindy and Sarah went into sixty-nine right away, each gaining immense amounts of pleasure from it. Denise was busy sucking frantically on Ed's dick, heatedly desiring penetration. Eventually, all of them came several times and were ready to relax.
"What power did I get?" asked Cindy.
"Well, since you have two Red parts, you're going to get to keep that power for a bit longer. Your power is the ability to transform a man into a woman or back. I'm afraid that you can't do the opposite. Any man that you turn into a woman may not be turned back by you if your power is gone. It will be gone in three days. Now, I don't want you wasting that power. You will have to try and use this for Linkoinpin's greater good, so be resourceful. By the way, to change a man, you will have to touch his genitalia or buttocks, even through his pants. Oh, and keep in mind that each change is carried out in a different way. If, for some reason you don't catch it, I'll tell you how it went down."
"Yes, High Priestess, but can you unswitch Denise's and my boobs. It's rather annoying, and if I'm to go on a mission, I'll need to be in top condition."
"Of course, sweetheart." Sarah took care of what could become a rather awkward situation and continued, "I forgot to mention that there are a few rules about this. Don't break up a couple, unless one is completely mistreating the other. Apparently Linkoinpin isn't very much into that. She is a kind goddess. Secondly, if you see that someone needs to be punished, feel very free to do so. This is our goddess's will. Also, make sure to hand off a 'victim' to us when you're done. I don't think that it would be good to leave them out in the cold, so to speak. That will come later, when we have enough power to create some trans-gender items or potions in bulk. Of course, that will be in a long time. Now, off with you, and best of luck on your mission!" Then, Sarah got out some money and packed a few bags for her, and soon, Cindy was off.
Cindy walked out of the house with a sense of purpose. She had the set of keys that Sarah had given her, and she got into the rather large old Cadillac to take off. The vehicle was plush. On the inside, there was a stereo system of immense proportions, and all of the seats were covered in a very durable pink silk. The outside was pink with a white convertible top, and the engine was grand in and of itself. It was a 510 cubic inch V8, decked out with hemi-heads, and two four-barrel carburetors. The vehicle even had hydrolics with computer-programmable sexual modes. In all, it was a grand machine.
She pulled out of the drive-way and entered the real world. She was feeling good about everything. She was getting a lot of action, and she actually wanted it. In her past relationships, this hadn't always been the case. Most of the time, she wasn't interested in sex. This was probably because most of the guys that she hooked up with were either selfish or clueless. They couldn't get her off. They went too fast, almost completely forgeting fore-play. To them, fore-play was a little bit of kissing, followed by her giving him a little oral action. That was completely inadequate, and by the time that she was excited, he was done. These things were not at all what she wanted. She wanted intimacy, romance. None of them would give them to her.
Now, though, things were a little different. It seemed a little wrong to her, but she couldn't quite help herself when it came to sex with Sarah. She was all-empowered, and while this frightened Cindy a little, she was too weak to run away. Besides, she was having the time of her life. She thought for a moment about what she was really trying to accomplish here. She wasn't sure, she decided.
The power that she was given would probably get some people mad at her, so she figured that she didn't want to use it on a good person. Then again, perhaps a good person would be a good target. What she was going through was fun, and she felt wonderful about everything. Eventually, though, she realized that staying with Sarah would offer none of the benefits that she eventually wanted. One of the goals in Cindy's life was having a husband and some children. This situation, though, was preventing her from that. She thought to herself that she could maybe do such a thing later, assuming that Linkoinpin would allow her.
That was another thing. Linkoinpin was behind all of this, but she had never once met the goddess. As far as she knew, Sarah could be lying, and people would believe her, simply because she was very alluring. Of course, Sarah had to get her ability from somewhere, and she surely wouldn't lie about getting it from some goddess. What Cindy was suffering from was really just a sudden questioning of loyalty. She had the opportunity to ruin some men's lives tonight, and if she didn't do that, Sarah might get a little mad.
Finally, by deducing that if she was worried about her own future, then she would use her temporary gift to punish. It wouldn't really be an award, and there were two other perfectly legitimate reasons to use it on evil-doers. Sarah would insure that the transformation be used as a punishment, and by simply removing the jerks from the city, she'd be doing society a service. That was enough to convince Cindy that she was in the right, at least for now.
She traveled to a hair-salon well-known for its gossip and walked in. She listened in for dirt, and she got some. It seemed that the starting pitcher at the local college had been quite ungentlemanly. A bit of a ladies' man, he had been successful in seducing a number women who thought that they could have a relationship with him, then turning them down after a few passionate nights. This was useful information. Apparently, one of the women in the room was a bit depressed about the whole thing, since she had lost her virginity to the man only two weeks before.
"Say, I know how to get a little bit of revenge. Would you be interested?" Cindy asked.
"Really? What would you do?" the young woman asked. She was a rather attractive Chinese girl who seemed a little too much on the party-hardy side.
"Well, I won't say it here, but I can get a little bit of revenge. It's certainly within my capacity today. If you're interested, I could take care of this for you."
"Oh, I'm interested, alright," said the woman. "I don't quite want him dead, but I wouldn't mind seeing him maybe, say, severely injured."
"I think that little bastard deserves to be severely castrated," muttered the hair-dresser.
"Yeah," replied an older, and quite crude, woman. "I think he needs to have those balls cropped right off. Then, he should get a visit from a nice, homosexual rapist. That's what that asshole needs!"
"Well," said Cindy, "I won't necessarily dish out any pain, but I will make him wish that he'd never done what he did. So, do you want revenge or not?"
"Yeah, but I wanna know what you're going to do," replied the college woman.
"Fair enough, but I'll have to tell you later. In the meantime, I need to get my hair done." Really, she didn't have to, but since she was in the place, she didn't want to look like a fool.
Having gotten it done, she offered the young lady a ride. She was feeling a little horny and wouldn't at all mind doing the girl in the least, but now was not the time. In all likelihood, she wouldn't want to be done by another woman. Well, she might bring her over to Sarah. Then again, she didn't know whether or not it would be punishment or not.
"So, what are you going to do to Todd?" the young lady asked.
"Well, do you have any guy friends that I can try this on first? It won't hurt if I don't let it stay permanent," Cindy asked.
"Well, yeah, sure. Just drive to my dorm." She then gave Cindy directions to the dorm, and in little time, they were there.
They entered the residence hall and walked up the stairs to the young woman's suite. One of her suite-mates was a good guy-friend of hers, so she got his attention. "Hey, Bill, can I see you for a minute?"
"Sure Wendy, whatever you say. What's up?" he asked.
"This lady here has a means of getting back at Todd, and she wants to show me how she's going to do it. To do so, she needs a guy."
"Okay... Well, just don't hurt me, okay?" he said.
"Don't worry. I'll even pay you, say five hundred dollars," said Cindy. "The only questionable things that you have to do is strip. I think that five hundred dollars isn't bad for that."
"Why do I have to strip?" he inquired.
"You will see. If I told you, you wouldn't believe me. You'll trust your eyes more, I'm sure. Here's the money, too," she said, pulling five Ben Franklins out of her purse.
"Sure. Five-hundred dollars can get me a television or something," he said. They walked into Wendy's room and closed the door. Wendy turned her head, while Bill undressed. Cindy just looked at him lustfully. The Red on her was making her a little too excited, but she was handling it. When he was done, he asked, "What next?"
"I'm going to touch your butt. I know it sounds a little kinky, but..." she said.
"I know. I'm getting five-hundred dollars for it. I don't mind. Hell, maybe I should get into chip'n dale," he interjected.
"Wendy, you'll want to see this," Cindy said.
Wendy slowly turned her head, saw Bill as naked as a jay-bird and said, "Don't count on the stripper thing, Bill. You're definitely not worth five-hundred dollars." This wasn't too bad for her, though. After all, she did kind of wonder what was under those clothes. She wondered that for just about anybody, but only on an intellectual level.
Cindy reached out and gave Bill's butt a light tap, and suddenly, she was faced with a decision. She could make him transform within any time between five minutes and three hours. For speed, she went ahead and picked five minutes.
"I feel weird," he said, as his voice cracked. He looked down to see his soft erection going completely flacid. Curious, he watched as his genitalia began to shrink. "I don't like this," he said.
"Don't worry. It won't be permanent," Cindy replied as his pectorals seemed to be getting a little more rounded. He was getting a bit shorter as well, and over his entire body, feminine curves were appearing. The hair on his chest shrank down to fuzz, while his nipples grew larger. Areolas took form around his nipples as well, and a narrow slit grew between his legs. Eventually, his entire form was feminized.
"Oh, my God!" he exclaimed in a very feminine voice. Looking his body over, he determined that it wasn't bad, but he really didn't want to keep it. "This is incredible. When can I turn back?" he asked.
"Whenever I touch your butt again. At most, about two and half days. At least, about five minutes. Take your pick. If you want a lesbian experience, that can be taken care of as well," Cindy said.
"Wow, I've never really wanted to be a woman or anything, but I'm very curious," Bill said as he touched his new pussy which was a little wet. He felt some pleasure, so he explored for a moment.
"Bill!" Wendy exclaimed. "Don't do that! It's disgusting!"
"Okay, okay. You understand. I'm just a little curious."
"How curious are you?" asked Cindy, knowing that she was wanting a little bit of action.
"Oh, I'd say I'm interested in your lesbian sex offer," he said.
"Good, good. Wendy, do you have some sweat pants that Bill could wear? I'll even buy them off of you."
Disgusted, Wendy eventually agreed.
"Excellent. I'll be back with him soon. Afterward, we can get Todd back, okay?" Cindy said.
"Okay, okay... Just don't let this go to your head, Bill," Wendy said.
The two left the dorm and got into Cindy's car. As they drove to an alley, Bill couldn't help but feel himself over. It felt good to him, and Cindy wasn't saying anything, so he kept trying things. Finally, they stopped in an inconspicuous place, and the windows of the car tinted to dark. Both got into the back seat, where Cindy got her mouth action going, driving Bill insane. Eventually, Bill came, and he made Cindy come by using his hands.
"Oh, my..." he said. "Does it always feel this good?"
"No, because a lot of men don't know what they're doing, or they're just too selfish about it. When I turn you back, I want you to remember that. Oh, and if you want to do it again, I'm entirely capable of it. Remember that men can't do it over and over in quick succession, too."
"Okay. I'll do it again," he said as he went down on Cindy, drawing in her juices. Cindy forced it to a sixty-nine, and soon both came again and again.
"Okay, I can take you back to your dorm and get you turned back to normal. It would be inconvenient to stay this way, you know," said Cindy.
"Yeah, you're right. Thanks, though. Do you have sex with guys, too?" he asked.
"Yes," she said.
"Well, you know where I live. If you're feeling lonely or something, come on by. I'll keep in mind what you said." They got back to the dormitory, and Bill was transformed back into his former self.
"Okay, are you happy now?" asked Wendy.
"It was an enlightening experience. If you want me to, I'd be very happy to practice my new knowledge on you," he said with a smile on his face.
"You pervert," she said to him. Wendy then turned her attention to Cindy. "Now, I like what you can do. You said that you can do this more permanently. I like that kind of revenge. It would keep him from being such a menace! What an asshole! God, I can't believe that I slept with that son of a bitch!"
"Yes, it will be permanent. However, I have to take him back to my employer when I'm done. Do you mind that he doesn't have to go homeless without an identity?"
"No, he'll be gone and humiliated. I know where we can find the man, too," Wendy said. Then, she went into depth about how they could go to the usual bar of choice for him. Then, Cindy could catch his attention, and she could work her magic, so to speak. Agreed on the plan, the two women took off to the bar, which turned out to be a rather stereotypical sports bar.
Cindy approached the man. He was with some of his buddies, all of whom were watching a hockey game on television. He seemed to be especially interested in it, probably because of the wad of cash in his hand. When she reached him, he quickly took notice to her.
"Hi," she said shyly.
"Hello, there, beautiful," he said, looking her up and down. "I don't believe I've seen you around. I probably would have noticed, you know."
"Sure. I've heard about you, though," she said. "You're supposed to be the best lay in town."
With that, his friends took notice. They'd seen him with a number of women before, but none of them were this forth-coming with him. "Well, that's certainly true," he said. "I'm much better than these schmoes" The others briefly gave him a playful hard time.
"Well, you certainly look it," Cindy replied as she put her hand on his chest.
"So they say. So they say." Todd seemed rather excited by that, so he picked Cindy up and quickly placed her on his lap. "So, what kind of drink do you like?"
"Well, if you mention it, I'll do a strawberry daquiri." She then put her hand on his hips, hoping to get a golden opportunity soon. While she was tempted to sleep with him, she decided that he would not get the pleasure. He was a rather mean bastard, and he deserved no pity.
"Sure, miss," he said as he signalled the barkeeper. "Sir, get this woman a strawberry daquiri, and make it fast!"
"Sure thing, Todd," the man replied.
"Now where were we?" he asked as Cindy reached his ass. She didn't have the option to set the transformation time, but she figured that this was just a difference of the power. He wasn't going to like it at all. "Ooh," he said. You make me feel all tingly. Damn! You're one hell of a woman!"
"So, do you like your sex kinky?" Cindy asked with a rather large grin on her face.
"Damn skippy! What are you thinking about?" This was unbelievable to him. He felt as if he needed to pee, though.
"Well, I was thinking about dressing you up like a woman," she said.
"Uh, I don't know about that one," he replied.
"Sure you do. If I brought in another girl, I bet that you'd do it, wouldn't you."
"Well, yes, I suppose I would." Just then, Cindy's drink arrived. The sight of it made Todd really feel like taking a leak. "Hold on. I need to take a little restroom break."
"Of course. I'll just enjoy my drink here." As he walked away, she got up and headed toward the door. She went to Wendy and said, "Okay, he's headed toward the restroom. You go there. If he goes running out, come to me, and we'll follow him."
"Okay," she replied.
Todd went into the restroom and stood over the urinal. When he pulled his dick out of his pants, though, he had a rather large erection. Actually, it was bigger than he'd ever remembered it being. When he touched it, a wave of pleasure hit him. Realizing that he should relieve himself, he went into the stall and sat down. His dick was almost in pain. Confused, he wrapped his hand around it and began jacking off. It didn't take long at all before it came. The stuff hit the ceiling! He was quite impressed with himself. Then, he watched as his dick went flaccid. It didn't shrink, though. It just became limp. He barely fit it into his pants and walked over to wash his hands.
As he looked into the mirror, he was startled. His face looked very feminine all of a sudden. He felt it, and he realized that there was no scruff. Frightened, he decided just to climb out the window and go home. As he did, he didn't see Wendy hiding in the bushes as he darted out to his car. He turned the keys and got it started. Then, he was off to his apartment. As he drove, he could feel his penis swelling again. It was annoying. He was losing concentration fast.
As soon as he got to his apartment parking lot, he unzipped his pants. His cock had to be a good foot long. It was amazing. He pulled his pants down, and he saw that his balls were twice as big as they were before. Unable to stop himself, he jacked off some more. When he came the second time, he felt his arms and hands changing. They too were much more feminine. His dick, though, was going flaccid again but maintaining its size.
Again, he put his pants back on and ran to his room, barely able to handle the pain of the tightness of his pants. As he left the garage, he saw a pink Cadillac pulling in. "Nice car," he thought to himself.
Once in his room, he stripped and looked in the mirror. His face and arms were definitely female, but his re-erecting penis was huge! He was unable to stop himself as he gripped it again. The feminine fingers felt great on it, which only made him want relief more. He jacked up and down, and within thirty seconds, he was coming. The stuff hit the ceiling again, making an audible noise. This time, he felt a little shorter. His legs had gone female. Frightened but still in a heightened state of excitement, he went to his bed. He sighed a feminine sigh and caught himself.
Again, his dick went hard. Now it was two feet long, easily. He just had to beat it again. As he came again, he felt his hips widen and his waist narrow. He looked down to see the same effect, but it was obscured by his three foot long penis. Even more aroused, Todd gripped his massive tool again and restarted his masturbation. When he was about to come, he couldn't quite seem to get it to do so. He tried harder for a while. Finally, after about ten minutes, he felt the feeling, but instead of going out, it was going in. He felt the semen burst through his abdomen and into his chest. He developed a set of breasts as his penis and balls shrank. When they had receded to half the size of his original, his new breasts were easily DD cups. He looked down at his tiny piece of equipment even more thoroughly confused.
Then, there was a knock at the door. "Yes?" he answered in a soft voice.
"Open up! There's an emergency!" Cindy shouted through the door. He put on a bathrobe and darted to the door. As he opened it, Wendy and Cindy were both through, pushing him back to his bed.
"What?!" he screamed.
"Okay," said Cindy as she took off his bath robe, "you're being punished for your crimes against women. This is the final part of your manhood, small as it is. You have a choice. Do you want to fuck me or jack off?"
"What?!" he screamed again.
"Decide now!" she yelled.
"Okay! I'll fuck you." He felt his tiny penis swell to about three and a half inches. Cindy sprawled out across the bed, and he mounted her. His new breasts bouncing about, Todd thrust over and over again. He tried, and soon he came. As he did, his penis disappeared, and suddenly, he was a she. Sitting back, looking herself over, the new Todd began to cry.
"That's right, you asshole!" said Wendy. "You made a lot of women do that, and you'll never do that again." She then slapped his face.
Todd sat there whimpering in an ugly defeat. Her tears streamed down her face as she whispered, "It's just not fair," over and over.
"But it is, you prick. Justice was done. Now, you will come with me to my place where my priestess will take care of you. Maybe, she'll eventually treat you well. In the meantime, you'll serve your punishment." With that Cindy pulled out the syringe with the sleeping poison and subdued the poor new woman. Soon, they were all at Sarah's place.
They went in to find Sarah studying a new book, this one bound in an Orange Color. "Hello," she said to the trio.
"Hello, my lady," said Cindy. Todd was still unconscious, and Wendy just stood there in awe of Sarah. "This lady in my arms is the first victim."
"Well, that's not entirely true," said Sarah. "There was someone before this one."
"Yeah, but he was just used as proof that I have the power. This, by the way, is Wendy. She's the one who helped me get this jerk. She's a great person, even if she is still a bit vengeful."
"Hi," Wendy said, still under the spell of Sarah.
"Hello there. While it would be great if you stayed, I have a better purpose for you. Here, have this bra. It will bring you a great gift. Get a lover, though, or it won't be as good as it can be. When you've worn it a few times, give it to a friend. If you have any questions about it, call me. I'll let you know everything." Sarah gave Wendy the bra and a slip of paper with her phone number.
"Thank you, miss..." She was completely flabbergasted. She'd never been attracted to a woman before. It was very unnerving.
"Okay, I'll call a taxi, Wendy, and you can go. Don't worry. You'll be fine. Oh, and if you think that any other women would like my services, just let me know."
"Of course. Wow, you're so beautiful." She couldn't believe that she was saying that.
"Ah, I know that I am. So are you, though. Well, if you want to make it with a woman, I can give you a potion that will let you do so. All that you will have to do is slip it into her drink. Of course, you probably won't want to do that after you leave. Would you like to drink my potion? It's really good," said Sarah.
"Yes..." Wendy couldn't believe that she was saying this. At this point, though, she'd do anything that Sarah wanted her to.
"Here, then. Remember to call me. I might let you come over some time, and we could have a little fun. Oh, and make sure and wear that bra, okay?"
"Yes..."
"Okay, go ahead and go to the front door now." With that, Wendy was soon out of the room.
"Have I just grown immune to all of your charm, Sarah?" asked Cindy.
"No, I don't need to use it on you anymore. Besides, after this mission, I am going to make you a priestess."
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah, you'll get a town of your own to corrupt."
"So, what exactly did you give Wendy?" Cindy asked.
"Oh, I made a few of my new bras. Each one does a few different things. First, they make the wearers nipples go red after ten minutes of use. For every additional hour that they are worn, the woman's cup size will go up, slowly of course. Unfortunately, it won't work after about three hours, because it will run out of energy. It may be refilled, however, by pleasure in its vicinity. This shouldn't be a problem for Wendy, though. She'll be as horny as she's ever been. Plus, by her sharing that thing, there will be more power given to me by more people having Red nipples."
"Brilliant! I'm supposing that these are standard things that priestesses will do."
"Yes," said Sarah. "You will be a good priestess yourself. Don't worry. Soon, all the world shall be ours."
Priestess slowly go up in their Colored ranks. The further they go, the more difficult it becomes to progress. Also, their access to abilities will be given below. Keep in mind that Sarah the High Priestess had access to these powers early, but that's only because she's the High Priestess.
To write a story, I'd recommend that you have the priestess at level Red or Orange tops. Perhaps, she can go up a level in the course of the story, but remember that if she's new to the unsuspecting populace, she'll be new. The very high-level priestesses eventually stop worrying about their town and take over a series of other priestesses.
Also, the priestesses are very sneaky. They have to trick people into giving her and each other pleasure just to gain the power to do that some more. Priestesses all want sex and power. Eventually, they want to take over the world.
I'll be adding a few more little interesting quirks in further stories. It may become very interesting. I appreciate people writing stories in this series, if for nothing else but ego. Please remember to stay within the rules, though. I'll do my best to find all of the stories and read them. I may archive them somewhere. This is in the future, however, and any story that doesn't follow the guidelines will not be archived.