Amorous Goods: Vikki's Turn

This is a Halloween 2021 contest entry as well as an Amorous Goods entry. Please vote!

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A lifelong collector of goods and objects from far and wide has passed and left the entire collection and the business built around them to the only remaining relative, a niece on a career path of her own. Vikki has taken on the task of administering the estate and liquidating the business and collection. However, she has come to find out that many of the goods have been cursed or enchanted with amorous powers that affect those who encounter them. These are the stories of some of those encounters with objects found at Amorous Goods.

Vikki sighed as she entered the building. She had been left this building by some aunt she didn't even know. Her goal was to get in and sell as many of the things on E-bay as she could. What would she do with a stuffy old store?

"Welcome Vikki!" a voice greeted her upon entering the store.

"What the fuck?" questioned Vikki.

"What the fuck indeed!" laughed the voice. "That's the purpose of our family's store. Amorous Goods was started by a group of witches who wanted to help sexual repressed humans. This store makes people happy. I'm a projection of your aunt Hortense. I'll be here to guide you.

"Now drink that potion that I've made for you." ordered her aunt Hortense's hologram.

Vikki found herself drinking the potion. She tried to convince herself she had no choice but as she was drinking it she realized on some level she wanted this. She could use some excitement. Her job as an accountant didn't make her happy. Life was boring.

"Good...good. Now you're bisexual, can transform your body however you wish and need to have an INCREDIBLE amount of sex." said the voice. "Oh, it looks like we have our first customer now."

"Babe, it took me forever to find a parking spot. Let's get the stuff and go. I don't like this store. It's creepy." stated Bob.

Vikki grew irate. This was HER store. Bob was always telling her what to do. She hated it. Vikki knew she needed to be in charge. Vikki would no longer take orders. She would be giving them.

"Freeze!" Vikki ordered.

Bob found himself frozen.

"Now strip!" said Vikki.

"Babe, I don't know if we have time to get kinky." stated Bob. But, he found himself stripping anyway.

Vikki strode over and took his cock in hand. "So small, you know you never really pleased me with this thing. I bet I could do better if I had a cock."

Bob laughed. "But, sweetie you don't have a cock. I'm the man! I have a cock."

Vikki was tired of his shit. Bob needed to learn a lesson. He needed to learn how to respect her.

"That used to be true before I owned this store. but now that I own this store I'm the strong one..isn't that right' and it's finally time for you please me!" stated Vikki. She felt her body begin to morph. She was growing taller and more muscular.

Bob turned towards his girlfriend. For a moment, he was terrified as he watched his girlfriend morph. He had always been attracted to her; however now he wanted more, He knew she deserved more. Vikki needed his servitude. Vikki was a goddess and he needed to worship her like the goddess she was. All of this was fine, but then he noticed something that alarmed him: a large bulge protruding from Vikki.

Vikki knew what she wanted. Bob's eyes fixated and didn't move from the huge, hard cock jutting out from between her legs. It was growing bigger and more turgid all the time.

"Like what you see?" Vikki asked, as lust and dominance filled her eyes.

"I..." Bob had no idea what to say. He was still bewitched and confused by this store. Bob could just stare at her turgid cock. He had no experience with cocks before, and he wasn't sure how he felt about it. Despite his reluctance, though, he couldn't take his eyes off her powerful, throbbing member. And his own cock was harder than it had ever been in his life.

"Oh no,silly! Vikki tutted. "That wasn't a question. It was a statement. You like what you see."

"I... do?" questioned Bob. It wasn't that he was disgusted or repulsed by the cock. He was just curious. Still the store seemed to be helping him. Guiding him and making everything better. Bob knew that Vikki was better than him. Bob knew he couldn't help but believe whatever she told him. Vikki knew best after all.

"Yes! You like what you see. You love my body. All of it. I'm your Mistress, the most attractive being you've ever seen."

"Kneel and serve me in whatever way you think is proper.." stated Vikki bluntly.

Bob fell to his knees.

"Go on, what are you waiting for? I always had to suck you off right away! Still, I suppose fags like you need instructions. Lick it." stated Vikki simply.

Bob began by just licking the tip, then wrapped his lips around it. It felt strange in his mouth, but also right. Vikki knew her stuff.

"Touch it," Vikki told him. She put his hand back on Bob's crew cut. He was, well had been, one of those men who constantly had to prove he was a man.

Bob wrapped his right hand around Vikki's cock. It felt hot in his hand and he could feel it harden further. He began to jerk his wrist up and down as he sucked the tip.

"Good boy," Vikki groaned, stroking his hair. "Good boy, Bob. Keep going, just like that. You're making me SO happy."

Bob liked being called a good boy. He liked knowing that he was doing well and pleasing Vikki. Bob was determined to make her as happy as possible. He pressed his tongue against it, taking it deeper. The new cock was fully hard now, and Vikki was breathing hard. Bob knew that meant Vikki liked it.

Vikki's grip on his hair tightened. "Mmm, very good, If I didn't know better, I'd say you've done this before. Luckily, if you please me we'll be doing this over and over again."

Part of him wanted to stop, but another part of him enjoyed the feeling of a cock in his mouth. Bob was beginning to enjoy it. No, Bob was enjoying it. Sucking cock was just so right? Anything that made Vikki happy couldn't be wrong. He was sure of that!

Bob kept using his mouth and right hand on Vikki's thick cock to make her moan in pleasure. Vikki's hips were thrust up, into Bob's mouth. He couldn't take the cock that deep, so he eased off and worked the tip with his tongue and mouth before taking the cock deeper again.

"Good boy," Vikki panted with need.``Very good, keep going. Take it deeper. Mmm, like that...like the fag you are" A small part of Bob's mind wondered if he was a fag. But, he quickly came to realize it didn't matter. All that mattered was pleasing Vikki and if Vikki wanted him to be a fag, that's what he would be.

Bob managed to take it deeper for a moment before gagging and raising his head again. Vikki's hips were rocking constantly now and Bob knew she was close. He could taste the pre-cum already. It tasted AMAZING!

"Keep going, good boy," Vikki groaned. "Mmm, yes, suck my cock."

Bob kept going, the only thought in his head was that he had to keep sucking cock for as long as Vikki wanted. There was nothing else he had to do or think about. He just needed to please Vikki. Just keep sucking and bobbing his head up and down as he made Vikki moan.

Then Vikki's grip on his hair tightened again and she shuddered as she thrust her hips up and deeper into Bob's mouth. She let out a deep, loud groan as he came, filling Bob's awaiting mouth with a thick load of cum.

Bob had no choice but to swallow everything as much as he could. He felt some of it trickle out of his mouth and past his lips.

"Very good boy," Vikki murmured. "Stand up and take off your clothes."

"Yes, of course Vikki." Bob couldn't argue with her.

He stripped willingly.

Vikki went up and grabbed his cock. "So small, I wonder how this ever pleased me...oh that's right. It didn't. I'm having a great time with you serving me. Well, look at that, unlike you who can only do it once a day I'm ready to go! Serve me again!" stated Vikki.

Bob was on his knees again. His tongue was practically lolling out of his mouth. The only thoughts in his mind were of Vikki and her cock. He was squirming uncomfortably, struggling to keep his arousal in check. Now that he was naked he was aware that his own cock was hard and dripping.

"Suck my cock," Vikki commanded.

Bob obeyed with great enthusiasm. He lunged forwards, mouth open, and locked his lips around Vikki's thick shaft. Bob knew he was lucky to have the incredible privilege of being permitted to suck Vikki's cock.

The pleasures Bob was feeling were intense but most of all, he simply loved knowing that he was sucking Vikki's cock. Amorous Goods was imprinting deep into his mind that this was what he wanted.

This was what he needed. This was his purpose. To suck her cock. To bring her pleasure in any way she desired. He wanted nothing more. Just knowing that he was fulfilling his purpose by obeying and pleasing Vikki was enough to give him an overwhelming sense of happiness and satisfaction.

"You adore me. You need to serve me. You desire nothing else. You need to worship me. I deserve your worship and devotion. You need to worship my body. My body is perfect. You desire my body. My body is divine"

Bob didn't even think twice about his new thoughts. He just kept sucking, desperately eager to fit as much of Vikki's magnificent cock into his mouth as he could. He forced his throat open wider and wider, and until it was visibly bulging as his goddess's thick, meaty shaft pushed into his throat. Bob just wanted as much as Vikki's spunk as possible.

Bob knew he couldn't imagine how wonderful it was going to feel when she came. He could feel her getting close, her cock throbbing faster and faster and her moans growing louder and louder.. He wanted to make her cum so badly. It was his purpose. To serve Vikki. To let her use him. To make her cum.

It was then with an animalistic cry, that Vikki came. She coated his face with what must have been a gallon of spunk. It dripped off Bob's face to the floor. Bob sank further down and started sucking on the orange shag carpet. He was eager to get every drop of Vikki's spunk.

It was only then that Bob thought of his own cock. His dick was so hard. He hadn't touched himself at all, and yet he was close to cumming himself.

"Stop, fag..enough," Vikki commanded sharply. As she watched her former boyfriend searching for spunk. Vikki wondered how far she could take her powers. The blow job had been great and Bob was still covered in cum. But, what else could she do?

"Stand." ordered Vikki

Bob rose unsteadily to his feet. He felt unworthy, standing in her presence, but he could not disobey. Not her. Not ever. His knees weak, he looked into her eyes for a moment before casting his gaze down submissively.

"Doesn't it feel good to please me?" Vikki questioned. "See how I can reward you with pleasures? Don't you want to keep obeying me forever?"

Bob just nodded his head. He didn't want to speak.

"But, I suppose you think you can please me with a little thing like this?" questioned Vikki as she stroked his cock. She pumped her hand up and down his cock a couple of times. It felt like he was being struck by lightning. Bob nearly came.

"That wouldn't be any fun though wouldn't it, Bob. Men can only cum once or twice before needing to recover. Besides, let's face it. They're mostly ugly. I think you'll agree when you're a new person. Isn't that right Bubbles?" stated Vikki.

Bob felt a great change come over his body. Somehow he was no longer himself. Well, he would never be himself again. He would be what Vikki wanted. For the time being, Vikki wanted him to keep his "normal" mind.

"Bubbles, I did this to you because I deserve a woman to keep me happy. I already know Bob and adore him. You're just a more banging version of him. An insatiable slut.

Bob shook his head in panic "No. I'm a man!" He protested. He was a man. Wasn't he?

Vikki laughed. "Hardly. I know you can't see past those watermelon sized tits of yours. Now be a good girl, use your hands. Feel your body, and then tell me you're a man."

Bubbles slid his hands down his sides, carefully avoiding the horrible new breasts.

Hips! He had skinny, athletic hips and pinched in waist. The stomach was flat and toned. He began to cry.

"Lower, Bubbles. Go on. Touch your cock and balls." teased Vikki. The left side of her mouth curled up in a wicked smile.

Bubbles wept out loud. "No...I'm a man" he still tried to protest but it was all in vain. It was VIkki's store now and Vikki got what she wanted.

"Touch. Your. Cock..."

He reached lower. It was horrible, it was wonderful. He knew what he would find. But, Bubbles hoped against hope. He was a man?

His pussy was spread open. He brushed his new erect clit.

"Aiggh!" Bob screamed. His body was on fire and he bucked against his new organ. his body trying to suck his hand deeper as he experienced his first female orgasm.

All Vikki did was laugh as she watched her former boyfriend. "Feels good, doesn't it... Bubbles?"

Suddenly, Bubbles couldn't stop rubbing. Her new body was on fire and she fucked her hand in and out by twisting it in and out of her body.

"N... No! M... Make it stop! I'm a man!" Bubbles begged. Even as she begged, her new pussy was twisting on her hand. Trying to take it deeper and make it last longer.

"Don't be silly, Bubbles. You know you love to fuck. It's what I made you for.

The orgasm stopped and Bubbles leaned up against the wall to recover.

Finally, she looked up. "You goddamn bitch..."

Vikki just shook her head. "In my store, manners matter, is this any way for a proper young lady to talk? You'll need better training, I'll have to discipline you. I want you to be an obedient slut to me. Always eager to please, always eager to serve. I am your better.

"Change me back!" begged Bob/Bubbles.

Vikki turned her head to the side and smirked. This was so hot and she was so hard. "No."

Bubbles cried louder. "What did I ever do to you? I'm a man!"

" You didn't do anything to me. I'm really doing you a favor. I want you to be able to cum over and over again. You can't do that as a man. So I made you into a woman. Always wet. Always eager. I want you and I am much more important than you. Here at Amorous Goods we all have our place, Bubbles. Yours is on your back, servicing dominates like me. It's nothing personal, it's just the new order. I'm really doing you a favor." stated Vikki.

"Please..." begged Bubbles again in vain.

"Now you'll make love to me, the proper way...as a woman should." stated Vikki as she pressed her enhanced body up againt Bubbles "improved" body.

"Yes, Mistress," stated Bubbles. The store's magic had finally convinced Bubbles it was better to serve. Bubbles embraced and passionately kissed Vikki. Her former lover now Mistress. Bubbles wrapped her arms around Vikki.

Vikki pushed her down slightly. She was eager to be eaten out by another woman...or anyone. Bob had never done that for her. He'd always said it was for sissies.

But, Bubbles was eager. She proceeded to run her elongated tongue down the length of her Mistress' slit, immensely enjoying the salty-sweet taste of her Mistress' flowing juices. She stuck her tongue into her Mistress sopping wet hole, then gently sucked her clit.

Since Vikki had never been eaten out before and Bubbles had an enhanced tongue. Vikki was getting weak in the knees. So she led Bubbles over to her sofa. Bubbles continued to tongue her Mistress' pussy without missing a beat.. While sucking on her clit, Bubbles stuck first one, and then two fingers deep into her Mistress' pussy. She shoved them in and out, eager to serve.

After a few minutes, Vikki came explosively, literally covering her new slut's face with her juices as she rode her climax. Once Vikki came down from her high, she pulled Bubbles up to her body and kissed her passionately. Vikki needed her sluts to please HER. She was all that mattered, well the customers too but Bubbles wasn't a customer. She was bimbo slave. Devoted to her mistress.

"Get to work slut. Maybe later I'll let you eat me out again." stated Vikki.

"Yes Mistress, of course Mistress." stated the meek Bubbles. She went in the back to unload new supplies.

The shop's doorbell rang and a woman entered the store. "Aunt Hortense, who is this woman and how can the store help her." questioned Vikki.

The hologram replied "Her name is Kendra, she's a big CFO in the city. She's sexually repressed and has always been looking for more. We can help her. in the bedroom she is extremely submissive and desires to be controlled and dominated. She hires a female prostitute to dominate her on the weekends. The woman ties her up, blind folds her, spanks her and humiliates her, then fucks her with a strap on till Kendra cums, screaming. Oh...besides the sex stuff she can also help with taxes."

Vikki was a little shocked at the sex information, but decided it would help with their angle. She could use Kendra, after all two sluts were better than one.

" I felt drawn to come into this store. Well, uhmm what do you sell here? I'd like to buy something and leave...it's a bit spooky." said Kendra.

"Yes Amorous Goods has that effect on many people who are seeking things. But, I think you must be confused Kendra. A slut like you is always seeking something. Amorous Goods is looking for a talented and loyal lawyer to serve us..." Vikki trailed off, leaving the sentence hanging in the air with unknown intention. The air in the store quivered and Kendra began to grow wet.

Bubbles felt called to serve her Mistress. So Bubbles came in from the back and began masturbating in front of her Mistress and Kendra. She started sucking on Vikki's tits. Bubbles looked so beautiful sucking on tits, Kendra wanted to be sucking on them.

But of course that was a daydream. She had a job to do! She worked for Amorous Goods. The reason for her being there. "what service are you in need of Ms. Green?" questioned Kendra. She was growing wetter and wanted more.

"My Slut and I are soon to come into a large amount of wealth. Thanks to an inheritance. We'll need an experienced tax lawyer to represent us and our interests so that our money is protected and we can live comfortably off of it for a long time." Vikki revealed, intentionally labeling Bubbles.

Kendra raised an eyebrow at hearing Vikki refer to Bubbles as her slut and looked at the gorgeous woman with slight confusion.

"Yes, my mistress is most concerned about finding someone who is loyal, trustworthy, but primarily subservient to her needs..." stated Bubbles as she giggled. Vikki was amazed that Bubbles could string those words together. She made a mental note to downgrade Bubbles' brain power. Her sluts needed to be dumb bimbos.

Vikki looked back and forth between the two sexual beings before her and suddenly felt very hot in her clothing.

"And how best could I serve Miss..I mean Ms. Green?" Kendra asked, looking Vikki directly in the eyes. Vikki held her gaze steadily with a wicked smile.

"How's she doing? Vikki mentally asked her Aunt Hortense' hologram.

Her panties are soaking and she'll be very on turned by calling you mistress. I recommend you giving her an order not to cum otherwise you'll have a dirty carpet." the hologram replied.

"Does she have any mental or sexual triggers?" Vikki asked. She was still eager to learn.

"Being called a slut or a whore drives her crazy. She is normally shown great respect since she is a high power lawyer. Degradation excites her sexually. She's also ashamed of being a lesbian and has tried to hide it for most of her life....poor dear. We must help her." said the hologram