Misspoken Identity
Martan gave a few more thrusts into Samantha's pussy before pulling out and jerking off for a few seconds, before moaning out as he blew his rather lack luster load onto her tramp stamp. Samantha sighed softly as he came, she wasn't anywhere close to cumming and he had already gone off. She grabs a towel and wipes his jizz from her back before rolling over and looking at him, 'Where'd all the energy you had before go? Now it's three humps you cum and roll over to go do something else.' Martan winces as his erection quickly flags both from being used, and from the shot to his pride.
'Maybe it's just gotten stale for us hun. Perhaps we should try something new?' Martan asked uncertainly.
'Only thing that's stale around here is your imagination.' She replied before shaking her head and walking out into the living room. He winced again, not too long later he got up and puts his clothes on.
Passing by her on the way out he said, 'I'm going for a walk, don't know when I'll get back.' Her only reply was an annoyed huff. Neither of them had their license yet so walking, or biking, was the only way they had to get around. Martan got onto his bike and rode into one of the less savory parts of town. Locking his bike up, he began to stroll around, just looking at shops.
After an hour of walking and several sex shops, he was tired and still empty handed. He thought one last shop before he went back home. Looking up and to the side, he spotted a light glow from an alleyway. Not knowing of any shop that would be hidden with a way to attract customers he went down to see what it was. There wasn't a sign at all, the glow was coming from within the store itself. When a few minutes had passed, the glow disappeared, followed by a rather buff looking man walking out fairly happy.
Martan took a peek inside where a rather wide selection of what could only be described as wands were laid out on shelves. He blinked a few times then shook his head and walked in. He thought they must just be types of toys or something, then again there were rumors about a magic shop in the city. A youthful man stepped out of the back and smiled at Martan, 'Ah, Martan, we've been excepting you for some time, a bit late but not too much.' He simply looked at the man questioningly. 'The sex with your girlfriend is getting old and boring is it not? Well we have a special spell on sale right now, and only for you to use.'
Martan was perplexed at the completely accurate accusations this man was making, but he promised to make the sex much better so he would hear him out, 'Go on, tell me more.' He said curiously. He was rather careful with this man, it seemed he was indeed a mage of some kind, and that put him on edge.
'Relax, I'm a shop owner, not a toader.' The owner said with a chuckle before pulling a wand out from the back, 'Now what you do is, while she is sleeping wave the wand and say 'Cogitationes meae planto vestri forma' The magician smiled as they handed the wand over. Martan couldn't tell what gender they were, but their voice offered him a clue towards woman.
He took the wand and looked it over, 'What is that Spanish?' The owner simply grinned. 'Very well, I guess a thanks is in order?' The owner shook their head,
'Your pleasure is all we want.' She said with a grin, 'Now before it becomes later than it should, you need to head back.' He would question why, but she shooed him out without giving him a chance. The door closed behind him, and as he turned there was a small flash of light from the shop. When he could see again, it was gone.
Martan rubs the top of his head before sighing, the wand was still in his hand. It wasn't a dream. He still had the wand, but would it work? There was only one way to figure that out, and he had to wait for it. Well it was better for him to head home, he didn't know what time it was, and if he was out longer than normal to blow off steam, she might wonder if he was becoming unfaithful.
He looked up into the sky and sighs, it was already so late, how long had he been in the shop? It couldn't have been more than a few minutes. He looked at his wrist watch, 9:50. Holy shit he'd been in the shop over 2 hours! With wand in tow, he booked it back to his bike, and then back to the apartment. He wasn't going to get there before she went to sleep, and that would only make her angrier, when she got up in the morning.
He arrived back home, it was nearly midnight, only maybe 10-15 minutes away. He sighed and entered their place, his thoughts right, she was asleep. Well this was the time the Shop owner said to do it. Martan gave a sigh and looked around for something for inspiration. Bay Watch was on and Pamela was doing the slow motion running that always happens. Yeah Pamela's body would be much better than Samantha's.
Something else caught his eye though, their pet lizard, he wasn't sure what kind of lizard it was, but they both knew for sure, it was female. They hardly ever left the shades open so turning his head and seeing his neighbor made him question why Sam had done it. She was good looking as well, just like Pam. He shook his head, why was he thinking all this strange stuff.
'Let's see, what did he tell me to say again...' A piece of paper floated down into his palm and he opened it up to see the words he had to speak once more, though they might be different, he couldn't tell anymore. He practiced a bit without waving the wand, the Latin hard to translate much less speak out loud, it was after all a dead language.
'Meum circumstant planto vestri forma' He said and waved his wand at the same time. There was a flash of light surrounding Sam and Martan had to turn his gaze. The light faded, and no one but Martan seemed the wiser. He looked at plain old boring Sam and chucked that wand into the closet. Miserable piece of nothing, He grumbled and crawled into bed next to his girlfriend, and closed his eyes, tomorrow would be better he hoped.
Samantha would toss and turn, groaning softly as her body grew, at first a few inches, but it kept going, her legs popping noisily as they shifted into planti-grade forms. Her nails turning into sharper and stronger claws. Her bosom growing out to a firm and plump 36DD size. Her face also cracked a bit as it pushed out into more of a muzzle like feature. Her skin fades to a green, and becomes fairly tough, changing into scales. Her ears pull back into her head, disappearing fully. She lets out a pained moan as between her legs, above her well rounded ass, a tail sprouts and grows, going down a few inches more than her legs did. When all was done she settled down into a nice deep sleep, dreaming out her new body, and all the wonderful things She'd make the 'boy' laying next to her do for her pleasure.
The next morning he would wake up slowly, groaning lightly. 'Finally awake my pet, good I have some things I want you to go out and purchase, do not worry about money, it will be provided by the wand which you used to give me such a wondrous body.' Martan opened his eyes wide and squirmed within the rolled blankets, he went to unwrap them from his body but couldn't. She simply giggled at his efforts.
He struggled more, fright in his voice as he spoke 'W-Who are you, what do you want from me... What did you do to Samantha?!?' the most important part was last of course. The lizard female grinned toothily at him, her breasts jiggling as she leaned down to look him face to face.
'My dear, you don't recognize your own girlfriend? There must be something wrong with your head.' She smacked the wand against her hand. THE WAND, that's right last night he spoke the words. He eyed it for a bit before it dawned on him, but there was something amiss about her, for one being that she was covered in scales.
'B-but weren't you to turn into what I wanted?' He asked, settling down eventually, tired from the constant restraint and struggling against it, he wasn't the most built people after all. With him settled into his prison, she lessened the constraints but kept him held in place.
'Apparently you spoke the wrong words, but my, it is a WONDERFUL body though, so tall, sleek and...' She lets out a long content sigh, 'powerful. Now here's the deal, Martan, since you gave me this body, you have to serve it to my wishes, to the letter, and as I said, don't worry about money for things, the wand will ensure we've enough for the extra needs.' She was staring at him hungrily, and he gulped before nodding, knowing there was no other way out of the position he was in. He'd have to wait till he could get the wand from her, IF he'd ever get that chance.
The blankets let him go finally and he groaned, slowly getting up and stretching, the joints cracking as he did. He gave a small wince, before yelping as she hit his ass with the wand, leaving a small imprint, 'And that's a reminder of your place.' She grinned at him, eyeing his morning wood, but she wanted her toys before any fun, after all, vanilla sex wasn't kinky enough, or exciting enough for them anymore, not after what he did. He nodded and went to the dresser, grabbing a few clothing and tossing them on, he'd normally shower, but he didn't think she'd give him the time with how impatient she seemed to be.
On his way out, she grabbed a hand with her tail, 'Now then, you'll need a backpack for all the things I want you to get right now, along with the money. We need a male submissive, a female dom, a collar, and I think some bondage gear for now. You'll use the backpack to hide them on your way back. Here's the required amount, give or take 50.' She handed him a stack of bills, it was quite a lot, and he wondered if he was out for the good stuff, well since he was going to be in it, she must surmise that he was worth it, and that made him smile a bit. She did thwack his was with the broad side of her tail, 'Now get going, I'll be waiting for your return eagerly.' He nodded once more and headed out, picking up a backpack on his way out.
Three hours and several shops later, Martan was panting after all the running around he was doing. He wanted to compare prices while getting the best deal, but he couldn't tell the difference between one leather and the next, he wasn't a designer of bondage goods. Just when he thought it wasn't going well, he looked up to see, Sam. 'Not going well I take it, perhaps sending a vanilla wafer out for kinky stuff was a bad idea.' His jaw dropped, he'd only been at it for two hours, and she must have left an hour before so at the time only one. Despite her lack of faith in his skill, it wasn't misplaced.
'Yeah, b-but won't people see you?' She chuckles and shows the wand to him before he nods silently, magic, he could see her true colors but others just saw a tall and very confidant woman. 'I'll just haul it all like normal then, huh?' He asked, getting a huffed response, which always meant yes from Sam, at least that much hadn't changed. Another hour went by, and they now had three 'suits' for him, 5 for her, cuffs for both hands and feet, a wooden paddle with the word Love in it backwards, for imprinting, and a collar beginning made, the name tag already crafted, not having taken long. All in all, it was a lot of stuff, and he expected more.
'One last stop before we get your collar, Martan.' She said with a grin. He sighs and nods, since she was keeping him close, the store owners knew that anything stolen was totally on her head, but with the wand money for toys weren't an issue. At least he was getting a bit more exercise. He chuckled at the thought, yeah, and he'd be getting more later on as well, but not in the way he'd imagine. They entered the store, and she instantly went to the dildos and strap-ons section. He stopped dead, only to be pulled over by her tail, no one knowing how he moved but him and her.
'H-hun...' He started.
'Mistress to you, Martan' she corrected him.
'M-Mistress, please I'm not comfortable with you around those.' He said plainly, despite her new role, she might listen to him, he hoped. She picked a smaller one up, and examined it. It was roughly 0.9 inches thick, and3 inches long.
'Then we'll start small.' Martan sighed and nodded, that's what he thought. She did get a few others, and an ass stretcher, to train him she said. With their shopping done they headed to the collar place, and the owner smiled at the duo.
*Wait a minute,* Martan thought, *He looks like the magic store owner.* He didn't have time to voice his thoughts as he was quickly dragged out, the owner watching with glee. He WAS the wand shop owner! He looked at the collar in Sam's hands and shivered visibly. He didn't like this situation at all anymore, even though Sam had taken a vested interest in him and his maleness once more.
She simply smiled at him, and walked home with him moving the bike, and the purchases, just like they always did, except for the bike, when they did it together, he just had the bags. The walk took at least 50% longer to get home, and it was late afternoon by the time they finally got into the house. Her tail coiled around his waist as soon as the door got closed, and pulled him close to her, and she locked lips with him. Her reptilian tongue exploring his mouth and even some of his throat. He gasped at the pull, before groaning at the intrusion into his inner workings, though he didn't complain, and even started to toy with her tongue using his own.
They stayed embraced like that, just kissing and holding each other for as long as they could, breaking it when he needed to breathe. He panted out looking at her as she grinned. She gripped his protrusion lightly and moved her hand along it, 'Looks like you're very eager to start, but we've got things to set up, and I want you to get them ready.' He whimpered softly before nodding, grabbing the bags and moving them where she directed.
She would direct him to the bed, and get the restraints set up. The kiss must have brought out his submissive side because he didn't whimper as he set it all up for his mistress, and part of his mind may think that the kinky would get the spark back in. He moved as quickly and effectively as he could, looking at her when he was done. She kissed him once more, but not for as long, or as deeply. 'Kneel and accept your role while you are home.' She spoke. He didn't know what to do other than as he was told. He knelt before her, and he felt the collar get fastened around his neck. 'Good pet.' She said. He gulped until he felt pleasure as he heard her call him a good pet, was the collar magical as well, would he become nothing but a servant to this demanding woman, pleasured when he was good. What would happen if he was bad? He didn't want to find out. 'Strip, and lay on the bed on your back, spread eagle.'
He didn't dare disobey, he stripped, thinking to give her a little bit of a show of it, making her give a soft murr of appreciation, before crawling onto the bed, and flipping over, revealing his hard 6 inch cock to her. She smiled and gave it a few teasing strokes, drawing gasps and moans of pleasure from him, before she fastened the bindings around his limbs. She looked at him and smiled, licking her lips, sending a shiver down his spine. She crawled onto the bed like a predator would stalk a prey, before turning around, and using her tail to push his head against her moist snatch, 'Lick me hard, if you do a good enough job, I may return the favor.'
Well since it was do or drown at this point, his tongue darted out and circled around her slightly puffed vagina, despite his staleness before he was a good lover, and she knew this. He lapped at her clit a little as he circled, teasing her clit with his warmth. He even pulled back and just exhaled onto her moistness at times, drawing a gasps from his mistress. He was devious with his ministrations, keeping her from getting what she wanted, while at the same time, giving her exactly what he knew she needed to get her going.
She smashed his face against her cunt again and gave a soft growl, 'Fuck it with your tongue now.' He, at this point, was only too happy to oblige and he thrust his hot tongue into her needy snatch, drawing a large moan from her. He thrashed it around as he pulled it in and out of her, doing exactly what she demanded. She starts to rock in time with his tongues actions, more of her juices leaking out and starting to coat his face. Feeling how much he was affecting her he redoubled his efforts and she slammed his face against her, mashing him around her cunt as she screamed, and a sudden gush of femjuices splattered out against his face as she came. He lapped up as much of her as he could, but the rush was too much for him to take and he lost a lot of the juices.
He panted softly as he gets to breathe once more. She pulls her end from his mouth and smiles, 'Such a good pet, you deserve a reward.' If his cock wasn't hard before it would be now, he felt blood rush to his already throbbing member and it grew another inch, throbbing very hard in plain sight. She smiled widely this and touched him, making him gasp loudly, it was so sensitive pre drooled out the tip constantly. 'My, my, such eagerness.' She said wrapping her tongue around it, drawing a heavy moan from Martan.
Looking up at him, she descended her maw onto his cock, slurping it up into her hot slickness. His hips bucked up as he whimpered in pleasure, the sensations too much for him to hold back. She didn't seem to mind that he was taking a few actions for himself as she moved her hair out of the way and started to bob in time with his thrusts into her mouth. Her drool dripped out a little, and as their flesh meet time and time again it began to make lewd squelching noises. She murred around his member, making him groan even louder, his pre a constant stream into her mouth as she sucked him off.
His cock throbbed a LOT harder once, and she suddenly pulled from his cock, making him groan, a dollop of cum pooling on the tip as she let him stay SO close to the edge. He looked at her with pleading eyes. 'No dearie, if you go off to soon, there won't be anything else for me to do to you, and I want you to feel how I felt when you wanted to try anal that one time.' He gasps and shakes his head.
'Please mistress, n-not that! I'm a guy, it's not for anything but exiting!' She laughs at him and touches his ball, drawing another gasp of pained pleasure from his edging just seconds before.
'I used mostly the same arguments, but you insisted, so I get to return the favor, now shush up, or I will shush you myself.' His blabbing mouth stopped moving after that, and he whimpered, his cock not going down despite what was about to happen. He disappeared for a minute, getting the smallest strap-on set up. Returning with the 4 incher glistening he sighed out before gasping as he felt the gold lube covered hand work his asshole up, grunting as just a single finger was hard to push in. 'Ease your muscles up, or you'll not be feeling anything but pain, remember baby?' He gritted his teeth and tried to relax, his clenching muscles loosening slightly.
She smiled and put the tip of the strap-on to his asshole, slipping it in slowly. He gasped out loud as it entered, the cool lube slicking him up enough it wasn't painful exactly. She winked at him, and he closed an eye as she forced all 4 inches into him, the last part getting a small thrust, which made his cock bounce a little, and drew a gasp from him, it had hit his prostate. Not needing anything to hold onto, she leaned over a bit, and stared into his eyes as she pulled out, and pushed right back into him, making him moan with pleasure at the feeling. *Why... Why is this good for me?* he asked himself as she eased into a gentle pace, his cock throbbing each time, *Can I get off like this, or is she just testing the waters for later?* She moaned lightly as if taking his ass was truly pleasurable for her, and that made him buck against her as best he could
She grinned at this, and started to move faster, his cock leaking pre, and cum as she built his orgasm up even more. She leaned even further and kissed him deeply, his eyes instantly closing as he opened his mouth willingly to her this time, her hips going faster and faster, his cock bouncing with each and every move now. Within a single movement, she pulled from his ass, and his mouth, leaving him moving his hips as his mind tried to figure out what just happened. She stood there with the glistening strap-on, and a grin upon her face, 'Such a lewd boi, do you want me to continue?' she asked. He nodded and she grinned even wider, removing the strap-on, and setting it aside on a towel. 'Then beg for my body.'
He gulped audiably and opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He closed it silently before taking a few breathes, 'Please mistress, give yourself to me, let me body be yours to pleasure, and allow me to pleasure you in return, give yourself to me, for your own enjoyment.' He didn't know where the words came from, but once he spoke them, it was too late.
She crawled over him again, her dripping pussy right above his shaft, 'Very well, I accept your body as my own tool of pleasure, and willingly give my body to yours for the same thing.' She said, kissing him deeply, making him melt into pleasure. Her tail wrapped around his shaft, and held it still as she slammed to the hilt on it. His over stimulated body convulsed and he moaned heavily into the kiss as he squirmed, his shaft shooting the thick load building up into her hot pussy. She didn't stop there however, when his orgasm was just dying down, she pulled up and slammed right back down, drawing a gasp as his next shot was a bit bigger before going down again.
Putting her hands onto his arms, she used leverage to start bouncing up and down on his oversensitive shaft, drawing moans and gasps from him, he wasn't quite spent yet, but she was going to take a toll on his body, and he loved the idea. His body worked against him, and bucked back into her on her fifth time coming down, drawing a gasp from her. She grinned at him, and picked up the pace. Her tail snuck around and played with his balls, drawing another gasp of pleasured pain from him, he was going to be sore.
She moaned as her bouncing sped up more and more, soon she was jack hammering his cock into her clenching pussy, her juices combined with his seed making it just like anal, a tight fit, but VERY pleasurable for them both. She moved her tail from his balls to his ass, gathering up some lube from the strap-on before and aiming for it, he whimpered at the impending penetration, while she held her head back and fucked him hard. With one final slam, she took him deep into her cunt, her pussy convulsing around him as her tail shot into him drawing a pained moan, but it hit the spot, and his cock throbbed letting loose the last of his seed into her in a torrent of white bliss. His body tensing up as his vision faded. The last sight he got to see was her licking her fingers, and then he was out.
He awoke sometime later, in bed, but not tied up. He heard some pans moving, how long had he been out for? He groaned and from the kitchen heard, 'Welcome back, sleepy head.' Heh, back to normal he guessed. He moved and winced, sore, maybe not... Yawning he got up and went into the kitchen.
'You're human?!?' he exclaimed, drawing a confused look from her. He started to blather on about something that she just shook her head at.
'You've quite an imagination there Martan. Well anyway, sorry about last night, I don't know why but I just feel so HAPPY now, and glad we're together.' He blinks and shrugs wincing, it couldn't have been a dream he was totally sore. 'By the way, nice collar there, was that what you went out to get?' Collar, he touched his neck and sighed, before nodding.
'Yes mistress, it is what I went out to get last night.' He said, drawing a smile from her, before the predatory grin came.
'You did learn, now let's eat so you can get your strength back, you've got work today!' She said happily. The image fell apart and he was faced with the anthrop lizard once more. He gulped before just nodding to his mistress.