A promise made... #1

Your heart pounds in your chest, as your mind races with all the possibilities. The promise you once made to Will, so lightly spoken without thinking of the consuequences, now threatens to alter the fabric of your friendship. 

Will's expression shifts, his grin now carrying a touch of intensity that makes you feel uneasy.
"Change our friendship?" Will muses, his voice barely concealing a playful undertone. "I think our friendship just got a whole lot more interesting."

You were sixteen when your dad had "the conversation" with you, revealing that the male members of your family have had a genetic mutation in their dna for centuries. The shifter-gene allows you to transform your own body at will and with that, adapt to the essence of that person, however you never really got that final part. It sounded abstract when your father explained it, and it still does years later... But one thing you got from that conversation, was a fear of using those powers. Your dad was really adament in warning you about them, more than advertising their usage. It made an impression at that age.

As anyone would have, you confided in your best friend at the time, Will. After telling him, something changed in him. He seemed way too interested in your powers, at a time when you were mostly scared to use them. To remedy that, you made a promise. You made him vow not to ask about or mention it again until you both were old enough to leave the house. In return, you promised that, as soon as that moment would arrive, you would transform into anyone he wanted and do whatever he said for one whole day. Back then, you believed that the worst thing he would make you do, was something silly like... Transforming into Jack Black, dressing up as a movie character and making a scène at the cinema... You know, fun friend stuff...

However now, 6 years later, you had all but forgotten about the promise, the two of you had just finished moving in all your belongings in your new shared apartment. You had just gone to the fridge to get out two beers to celebrate your new life as co-housing buddies, when Will looked at you intensely with a wide, perverse grin and said:
"Well now, Anton... A promise made, is a promise kept..." 

After discussing back on forth for a few minutes, it was clear that Will would not let it go. Still hoping for the best and... still kind of naïve you say:
"Fine... A promise is a promise... Who do you want me to turn into and... What exactly do you want me to do?" 

After hearing those words, Will's grin becomes almost predatory, showing a very different side to him. A wicked smile spreads across Will's face, his eyes twinkling with a mischief bordering on cruelty. He stands up, looming over you with his tall, athletic body. "I'll need to think carefully on this," Will says, rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he looks you over with an appraising eye. The way he does it sends shivers down your spine.  

Finally, he stops at your face and locks eyes with you again. "How about," he begins, his voice taking on a sinister edge, "your mom? I've always thought Ella was a total milf..." The room grows still as Will's words hang in the air, the sheer audacity of his suggestion sending a wave of shock through you. You blink, unsure how to react to such a perverted suggestion. Meanwhile Will's grin only widens, clearly relishing the discomfort he's causing.

You say "What the hell Will... My mother? Why would you ask something that fucked up... I would never want to be in her skin, let alone... " 

Will leans back into the couch, a cruel expression crossing his face. Not allowing you to finish your comment, he says: "Tough, Anton. You promised!" The room feels colder now, the playful atmosphere of the moving day, replaced by a tense silence. You feel a knot tightening in your stomach, a mix of regret and anger.

"Fine... Let's get this over with." You take a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. You can feel Will's eyes on you, his gaze unwavering and expectant. You close your eyes, focusing on the image of your mother. Her short blond hair, her beautiful blue eyes, her... mature body... With a final, determined push of mental effort, your transformation begins. The room seems to blur and warp around you as your body begins to shift and reshape. Your short curly brown hair morphs into your mother's styled blond hair. Your strong, angular features soften into the gentle contours of your her face. Your clothes melt away, getting replaced by a soft low-cut sweater and your mom's favorite comfortable sweatpants.

When your transformation is complete, you open your eyes and glance down at your new body. The weight of her large breasts, catches you by surprise and pulls you off-balance. However, Will is quick to catch you and as he holds you tight, he starts breathing in your neck. Not letting go.

"You look... incredible," Will finally manages to say, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyes are filled with awe and desire.
Your voice now sounds exactly like your mother's, however... more fragile, scared even. 
"So... What do you want me to do?"

Will's hand moves up to your shoulder, where he grips you firmly. His thumb traces a slow circle, causing a shiver to run down your spine. "First things first," he says with a twisted smile. "Kneel."

The floor is cold and hard beneath your newly transformed knees, sending a chill up your legs as you lower yourself to the ground. However, what shocks you more is the wetness you notice in between your thighs, as Will's dominant commands seem to send shivers up your mother's spine... Confused and distraught by the sudden and involuntary arousal you're feeling in this new body, your breathing quickens. Will's smile widens as he watches you kneel down submissively, his eyes glinting with a predatory satisfaction. "Good girl.", he says, still looming over you.

As he steps even closer, his scent, a mix of cologne and raw masculinityn fills your senses. 
"I knew you'd come around," he says, his voice a low rumble that sends another wave of goosebumps across your skin. His fingers tighten around your shoulders, pulling you even closer against him and forcefully pushing your face against his hardened cock which is clearly visible under the fabric of his jeans. You gasp and with an eagerness that shocks the remainder of your rational mind, you try to clasp your thick lips around the form of his cock. Wanting it, hungrily. 

As your lips part, you feel a surge of wetness spread across your mouth as you lean in to take the contour of Will's cock between your lips, desperate to please. You don't know what's coming over you, but it's stronger than yourself. Meanwhile you get hotter and hotter, panting as you feel the sweat running down your back. Not even completely consciously, you pull up your mom's warm sweater just to get some air. Will smiles as he follows your example and undoes his pants: "You're even more of a slut than I expected. How you managed to read my mind..."

There's still a small part of you that wants to pull away, that wants to resist. But the urges and signals your new body is sending, are too intense... You don't know if this is actually what your mom feels all the time, if this is a side effect of your transformation powers, or a bit of both... All you know for sure is that your new body needs touching and that your mouth is watering for Will's thick cock. 

The last doubts leave your mind as his fully revealed and erect cock hangs in front of your face. Without delay your lips engulf his thick shaft and you start blowing him as if it is your utmost desire. As you feel his throbbing member in you wet mouth, you sense how drenched your panties and sweatpants are with your arousal. Your entire body shivers as you keep taking him deeper inside you, as far as you can.

Will's body is trembling with sudden bliss as your eager blowjob almost sends him over the edge prematurely, but he quickly regains control by grabbing you by the hair.
"Calm down, baby. This is not over yet and it won't be for a long time. I want to spare myself for inside you."

You look up at him, begging him with your eyes to stop talking and fuck you until you pass out. Everything to release all your pent up arousal, but he just smiles his predatory smile, realizing that he's got all the control. 
"You are mine, Anton. My personal transformation slut... And before I give you the fucking your horny, MILF-pussy needs, I think you should look a little more my age..."

TO BE CONTINUED

The Unethical Fairy Godmother #4

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The Unethical Fairy Godmother #3

Based on a request by Hopelessly Curious, thanks for the inspiration!
I hope you enjoy!

 "Simone! Get off your phone please... You've been staring at it for the past hour...", her father asked in an irritated manner.
Simone sighed. "I didn't ask to spend all my time today on a three hour drive to uncle Marcus, my least favorite uncle, for one of my least favorite family party of the year..."
Her father answered in a strict voice. "Your uncle has been doing his best to get his life together! Hosting this party is his chance to prove he's managed that."
"I really don't care dad... For me, he'll always be a sleazy, pervy, pathetic man who cares more about spending his money and fucking whores than his family. By the way, I was going to celebrate Easter with Kevin. I hate that I'm missing out on that." 

"Who's Kevin?", her father asked, trying to ignore Simone's remarks on his brother.
"My boyfriend.", she said.
Her dad frowned. "I thought Alex was your boyfriend?"
"Oh my god dad... That's three weeks ago...", Simone said dramatically. She put on her headphones and played her music loudly, while texting with Kevin.

Harry sighed... "I wish her mother was here...", he thought to himself. "Sara would know how to handle her, how to get through to her..."
He knew that Marcus was no good... His brother had gotten a job as some salesman years ago and made tons of money, in every way he could. Marcus never cared for his relations and spent all his days being an arsehole essentially... But for him, he was still his brother, and he loved him. He just wished his daughter could see him in a different light, give her uncle a chance to do better...

Meanwhile Simone was listening to her music and still texting her boyfriend, Kevin. Kevin was handsome, smart... He could be the one! She got a bit flustered. She really liked him. 

"Kevin: I hope you'll have a good time! 
Simone: Unlikely...
Kevin: I'll by thinking of you anyway. Love you! <3
Simone: Love you too babe! <3"

Simone smiled widely, but her smile vanished as soon as she saw her father's sad look in the mirror. She shouldn't have lashed out at him... It was just... She really hated visiting her uncle. She never understood why her father kept giving her uncle chance upon chance to prove himself, failing every time in the process... But that didn't mean she didn't want her father to have a good time tonight and maybe feel some happiness again... After her mother passed 4 years earlier, he had never been the same again. Before that, he used to be happy all the time, running around with a big smile and joking around at every chance he got. 

Her thoughts were interrupted by an incoming videocall that sounded through her headphones. The caller ID said: "Arabelle FG". Confused she accepted the call. On her screen she saw a little creature, with sparkling green eyes and golden blonde long hair. She seemed to be fluttering in the air with her glowing blue wings and she was wearing a scantly green costume that was barely covering her large-breasts and was showing off her long legs. 

"Hi Simone" The small creature on her screen said. "I am Arabelle, your fairy godmother. I have been chosen to grant your wishes."

"What are you?" She couldn't believe it, this thing was her... fairy godmother? It couldn't be..."

Arabelle sighed, it was the same explanation time and time again... 

"A child left by its mother gets assigned a fairy godmother. Sometimes, there's just a bit of delay, because of all the paperwork and the limited amount of fairy godmothers. But nevermind that, here I am!"

"All you have to do is call my name and I will come. Then just name your wish. It can be a wish for yourself or someone else, but only YOU can make the wish."

Simone couldn't believe it. This had to be some kind of joke by Kevin, to make her smile. She laughed.

"So what will your wish be?", her fairy godmother happily asked.

Simone smiled, "Good one Kevin! I don't know how you pulled this one off baby."

The fairy godmother looked at her with a confused look... 

"If you really want to make me happy, Kevin, I wish you would just be here, getting to know my dad. I'm sure you would find a way to make him smile too. And while you're at it, I just wish I would enjoy this party at my uncle's... That would really make my dad happy again."

Arabelle inwardly sighed... She probably shouldn't have shown up via videocall, her fairy godchild was clearly not convinced of her existance, thinking it was some prank by her boyfriend... 
But no problem, she formulated wished anyway! Simone had expressed her wishes, now her job was to grant them. Two wishes at once, this called for some effort. She froze time.

Simone looked in shock as everything around her, herself included, froze in time and the fairy godmother flew right out of her phone into the car. She wanted to scream, but couldn't move anything except her eyes while watching the fairy's magic happen. 

Arabelle started by shooting a bolt of magic to the seat next to Simone's father. In a bright flash Kevin, her boyfriend, appeared in the car. Simone's heart jumped, Kevin was here now, the boy she loved. That was her wish right? Now everything would be allright? ... Right? ...

Simone's hopes vanished as soon as they came as she noticed Arabelle's magic surrounding Kevin once again. She gasped in horror, her boyfriend started transforming in front of her eyes. The first thing she noticed was his denim shirt bursting open, filling up with big, round breasts. His hair grew longer and changed colour from dark brown to a colored, reddish brown. His pants transformed into a very short, white skirt and his masculine legs lenghtened and lost all their hair until they too became the legs of a very attractive young MILF. Lastly his face changed into an entirely feminine face, with added make-up and everything!

Simone looked at Kevin in shock. Where a few seconds ago her boyfriend had magically appeared, there now sat an attractive woman in the seat next to her father. Dressed and dolled up as if she was a natural born woman. 

Simone panicked even harder when she noticed Arabelle snapping her fingers. Another big flash of light surged through the car as time started again, for everything and everyone except Simone. She still couldn't move one bit.

She heard her father's voice:
"Kailey, I'm so happy you'll finally meet my brother."
Kailey, Simone's former boyfriend Kevin, answered enthousiastically:
"I'm looking forward to it too babe, I'm just a bit nervous. I know how much you look up to him."

Simone didn't understand... What was happening... First her boyfriend had transformed into her father's new girlfriend, she still couldn't move and her father and Kev... Kailey were acting as if she wasn't there and for some reason her father looked up to her uncle in this reality? Her thoughts were interrupted as she noticed the car stopping, they had arrived at her uncle's.

While her father was getting out of the car he tried to reassure Kailey.
"Listen baby, you don't have to be nervous to meet Marcus. He's amazing and I'm sure both he and his wife will like you. I'm just curious to what they have to announce, on the phone he said..."
Harry stopped talking when he saw that while he was talking, Kailey had unbuttoned her sexy shirt. 
"What do you think about relieving some stress before we go in?", she whispered seductively.

Simone wanted to cry but couldn't, her tear ducts must have been frozen too... How could this have happened. She was still in the back of the car, frozen, now watching as her former boyfriend pulled her father back in the car and started fucking him like a horny slut on the driver's seat.

Arabelle flew into her vision again, but before she could even throw the fairy an angry look, the fairy shot another bolt of magic, this time in her direction. Simone blacked out.

Simone woke up in a garden chair in a big, beautiful garden wich she immidiately recognised as her uncle's. She got even more confused, why would she even be teleported here? 

Using the fact that she wasn't frozen anymore, she ran inside the house as fast as she could. She was furious, if she could get her hands on that fairy... She just had to find a way to fix this. 

While running furiously running inside she didn't notice her own body changing. 
With every step she took her skin aged, her legs became longer and all of her forms started filling out more until she ended up with a sexy, round ass and two big, perky breasts. Her cute, summer dress transformed into a more mature, sexy dress. As she got inside she had aged considerably and looked like an older, 40 year old something, version of herself.

In the hallway she saw her uncle Marcus, instead of pushing him away to get to the front door, as she wanted to do, she hugged him. It was as if her body was moving on its own. 

He started carressing her and moved in for a kiss. Repulsed as Simone was, she couldn't stop him, she just looked him in the eyes. 

Time started to slow down as if someone had put it in slow motion. The more Simone looked into Marcus' eyes, the more she felt her grasp of reality fading away. Her previous memories started to fade and new memories took their place. She remembered how much she loved Marcus, how she had married him years ago, how her brother-in-law Harry was visiting today with his new girlfriend Kailey.
Not even remembering what she was angry about seconds ago she started kissing Marcus passionately. It felt amazing. A heat started radiating from her new, mature pussy and she got even hornier when she felt his bulge press against her tigh. When Marcus started kissing her neck she couldn't hold it anymore and she started moaning loudly. She had never felt this horny before. 

When her husband Marcus, previously her uncle, a man she used to hate, started to undress her top and caress her big, perky breasts she lost her last sense of restraint and all the memories of her being Simone, a teen girl on her way with her father to a family dinner at her sleazy uncle's house, were gone.

She positioned herself on the sofa, a sofa she remembered buying together with her husband, and pulled down her underwear. Seductively looking at her handsome, virile husband. It didn't take long for him to come over, whip out his cock, which she loved so much, and start fucking her as if she were a bitch in heat. 

"Come on baby, fuck me, fill me up!" She screamed through the house in waves of pure sexual bliss.
They both groaned and moaned as Marcus dug his fingers deep in the fat of her plump ass and shot his load in her soaking pussy. 

"Oh yes baby, what's gotten into you. I thought you were excited to announce our news to Harry, but I didn't expect this." Marcus muttered in between his breath. 

"What do you mean babe? What news?" Simone said confused, still in a post orgasmic daze.

"That we're pregnant of course, what else would be our news?"

Simone frowned, she felt confused. How could she forget... Of course she knew she was pregnant. She remembered taking the pregnancy test, celebrating the results by going out for dinner in their favorite restaurant... She laughed it away, not knowing what else could be the reason.

"It must be the hormones, I'm sorry baby. I'm just really excited and nervous at the same time.", she said while planting a kiss on his lips.

"When do you think they will arrive?", she asked her husband.

Marcus smiled mischievously. "They arrived ten minutes ago, but knowing Harry they are first relieving some stress from their drive here." 

They both laughed. "A real player that one.", Simone said. 
"I think I have some of that too.", he whispered seductively.
The heat started again, the desire vibrated trough her body. "Is that so.", she uttered in a husky voice.
Marcus smiled and started touching her which caused Simone to uncontrollably moan with pleasure.
"I think we have some more time. And I'll be damned if I waste that time while you, the future mother of my child, are clearly not satisfied yet." 

Through the feelings of pleasure and pure happiness she managed to utter:
"I love you, Marcus. I love you so much."

"I love you too babe."

Part 1

Part 2

The Unethical Fairy Godmother #2

Timon and his girlfriend Sally were chilling and enjoying the weekend in Timon's room. They were both 16 years old and had been together for 1 and a half years now. They were a perfect couple. Timon didn't have the happiest childhood. He was raised by his stepfather after his mother had died and never even knew his real father. All he knew was that he left them when he was still a baby. His stepfather was a really nice man who had given everything for him. He was just so lonely... Timon had never seen him with anyone else nor had he been with anyone else since Timon's mother had passed. His stepfather also got along great with Sally, which was very important to him. Having his stepfather's blessing made everything even more perfect.

He loved how cool and down to earth Sally was. Very stylish, smart, sexy... Just as things started to get fun, something extremely weird happened. As his girlfriend was seductively removing her sweater, time just stopped and Sally froze. Timon couldn't possibly grasp what was happening. Time STOPPED?! He wanted to scream at his girlfriend, making sure she was alright. But then he heard a high pitched voice:

"Hi Timon" The voice said. "I am Arabelle, your fairy godmother. I have been chosen to grant your wishes."

Timon looked around and finally saw the source of the voice. It was a beautiful, small fairy. Only 7 inches tall.  The little creature, Arabelle, had sparkling green eyes, golden blonde long hair.  She was fluttering in the air with her glowing blue wings and she was wearing a scantly green costume that was barely covering her large-breasts and was showing off her long legs.

"What are you? Well... Rather, why me?" He couldn't believe it, he had his own fairy godmother?

Arabelle sighed, it was the same explanation time and time again... 

"A child left by his mother gets assigned a fairy godmother. Sometimes, there's just a bit of delay, because of all the paperwork and the limited amount of fairy godmothers. But nevermind that, here I am!"

"All you have to do is call my name and I will come. Then just name your wish. It can be a wish for yourself or someone else, but only YOU can make the wish."

Timon couldn't believe it.

"So what will your wish be?", her fairy godmother happily asked.

He could wish for anything... He frowned. It might sound a bit cheesy, but as of now, his life was perfect... He had his loving girlfriend, his great stepfather, he was doing good at school... His stepfather! He knew what he had to wish.

"I wish my stepfather to be in a great relationship, just like me." He smiled at the thought of making his father happy.

The fairy godmother smiled, "Your wish is my command!" 

Arabelle inwardly sighed... He really shouldn't have said the "just like me"-part. Now she really had no other option concerning to how she had to fullfill his wish. 

Timon was excited to see his wish fullfilled, but got confused when he noticed his frozen girlfriend in front of him changing. She was transforming!

She was ageing! She kept getting hotter as she got into her 20's and her breasts and ass grew even rounder as she passed through her 30's. However, she didn't stop ageing there. As she was going through her 40's her breasts and ass started getting saggy, the colour of her hair became a fake red instead of natural and her skin became more and more wrinkled. Finally she stopped transforming, somewhere in her forties. His beautiful, loving girlfriend Sally, was now a smoking hot MILF. He couldn't believe his eyes. Even her clothes had transformed.

He wanted to cry, what had he done. What did he do to her. No matter how hot she still looked, she had just lost years of her life because of his wish! He tried to wrap his head around the situation. What did she even have to do with his wish? Why did she even transform like that? He blacked out for a second.

When he opened his eyes again, he was all alone in his room. Sally was gone.

"What the hell!", he thought. He started screaming at the top of his lungs: "Sally, Sally! Where are you?" He kept calling her, running through his house all panicked. He jumped off the stairs.
"Sally! I am so sorry, I..." He froze as he saw Sally, well the new MILF-version of her, in his living room. Making out... With his stepdad... 

He couldn't believe what he was watching! He still recognised her, despite her elder form, it was still Sally. The girl, well woman, he loved! His heart just broke and his anger started growing.

"Arabelle!", he called his Fairy Godmother. His stepfather and girlfriend/stepmom didn't hear him, they just continued on. Arabelle appeared. 

"Yes my dear godson!", she smiled as if nothing had happened.

Timon grabbed her. "What the hell did you do to Sally?!" 

Arabelle didn't stop smiling: "Very simple my dear. You wished for your stepdad to have a relationship like yours. So I gave him exactly that. Sally and your stepdad have been happily together for 1 and a half years in a perfect relationship. Nobody remembers it any differently. Except for you ofcourse."

The fact that his former girlfriend just started to give his stepfather a blowjob right in front of him didn't make him cope with Arabelle's revelation any better. 

Timon started crying. "This isn't what I wanted..." 
Arabelle came closer to him: "Oh dear, I didn't want to hurt you. Tell me, what is it that you want then? I'll try my very best not to mess it up for you."

Timon snapped at her: "Isn't it obvious?! I wish my stepfather wasn't fucking the love of my life!" 
As soon as the words left his mouth, his eyes widened. "No, that wasn't what I meant either!"

Arabelle smiled again, "Your wish is my command!" He blacked out again.

When he woke up he was still in his living room, reality having changed once again. 

Sally was still the same, a hot MILF, but in this reality his real stepmother. She was still getting fucked, however not by his stepfather. His stepfather had transformed into an unrelated stranger. Someone his slutty stepmom had picked up at the gym just this morning.

And he... He was still watching them, from around the corner. Confused between different memories, but one thing was certain. Sally, his stepmother. The woman who had raised him since he was a little baby, was the love of his life.

Arabelle smiled as she watched Timon secretly jerking off to his fucking former girlfriend/stepmom.

She always felt great after she had made one her godchildren happy. 

Part 1

The Scroll #8

"Baby", Susan cried, "I don't know what has happened, how this happened."
Joe wanted to comfort his lover, tell her that she still looked great, that the sex was still amazing. But for some reason, something changed.

While a moment ago, even though he didn't know what was happening, he felt a strange sexual thrill from seeing her transform while in the act. That feeling was completely gone right now. He felt... disgusted. As if... he had slept with his own... His own mother!

A terrible pain started shivering through his body as he started transforming as well. Joe started screaming as he experienced the most horrendously painful thing he ever felt. Susan tried to touch him in order to comfort him, but as she tried touching him, she felt a sharp shock, as if  Joe was under electricity.

The burning pain went all over his body as his penis pulled inside his body, changing into a brand new pussy. His chest expanded into 2 firm mounds and his ass grew into a nice bubble but. His hair grew longer and when finally his face changed into that of a young woman, his transformation was complete. 

Joe had no clue what had happened to him, except for the obvious ofcourse... 

Susan hugged him tight, "Oh baby, my sweet baby. What happened? You didn't seem like yourself for a moment!"

Joe felt no pain anymore, he tried to calm her down, despite being very uncomfortable hearing his new voice for the first time. "It's allright Susan, I don't feel any pain anymore. I am fine." 

Susan threw him a confused look, "Susan? You never call me Susan, baby. What happened to mom? Is this your puberty behavior finally starting to kick in?"

Joe coudn't believe it, Susan actually thought she was his mother. In a flash he could remember her being so. He knew those memories were fake, but still, he had them. 

"Come on Joan, let's go downstairs and put some clothes on. We've been in bed sleeping long enough! I'll make us some pancakes."

Joe, now Joan, was so confused. He would just have to play along, who would believe him if he told anyone?

Outside Katie was laughing hysterically. She couldn't wait to go messing with the lives of her enemies again. She wanted to take the scroll out of her bag again to continue casting spells on her cheating now ex-husband and his new lover, now brainwashed milf mother and daughter. To her shock she noticed the scroll was gone! She was sure she left it right there, safe and sound. 

She looked around only to see an 18 year old boy looking at her with eager eyes the scroll tight in his hands. "You are a pretty looking lady." He said with a red flushed face. He was clearly very uncomfortable and timid.

Katie knew she had to be carefull. "Hey young man, what about... You give me that scroll and I will give you a kiss. Then you can boast about to all of your friends."

The boy smiled at her, with an excited twinkle in his eyes: "You bet I will..."

To Be Continued...

The Unethical Fairy Godmother #1

 "Alyssa!"

Alyssa startled by the soft voice, sat up on her bed. She was a 16-year-old girl from Summerhall high school.  She had long, silky, back hair and a very petite body. She was crying. As of today it had been 2 years since her mother had left her, her dad and her little brother Shaun, he was 10. She was so angry, how could she do something like that. Leave her husband and daughter for another man in another country. Her dad had done a tremendous job over the past 2 years, but she could see that he was lonely and heartbroken too.
She stretched out on her bed and finally fell asleep.

"Alyssa"

When she opened her eyes she was suddenly face to face with a pair eyes.  She yelped and backed off to the other side of the bed.  Looking at the figure again she recognised it as a beautiful, small fairy.  She must have been only 7 inches tall.  The little creature had sparkling green eyes, golden blonde long hair.  She was fluttering in the air with her glowing blue wings and she was wearing a scantly green costume that was barely covering her large-breasts and was showing off her long legs.

"Hi Alyssa" She said while smiling a sweet smile.  "I am Arabelle, your fairy godmother. I have been chosen to grant your wishes."

Alyssa crawled closer looking at her face.  "Wishes?  But why me?"

"A child left by her mother gets assigned a fairy godmother. Sometimes, there's just a bit of delay, because of all the paperwork and the limited amount of fairy godmothers. But nevermind that, here I am!"

"All you have to do is call my name and I will come. Then just name your wish. It can be a wish for yourself or someone else, but only YOU can make the wish."

Alyssa couldn't believe it.

"So what will your wish be?", her fairy godmother happily asked.

She could wish for anything, it only seemed right that her first wish would be something for her dad. He had done so much for her over the past 2 years, and before. She really wanted to pay him back.

"I know what I want my first wish to be. I wish for my daddy to find the perfect woman, who will never leave him and love him unconditionally."

The fairy godmother smiled, "Your wish is my command!" 

What Alyssa didn't know was that Arabelle wasn't an ordinary fairy godmother. Just like the fairy had said before, there was only a limited amount of fairy godmothers, so her bosses had started recruiting the defects. These were fairies who where not qualified at first because of a defect in their magic.
Arabelle had a problem with her ethics, being that... She could only fulfill a wish in a way that, for us humans, is perceived as unethical.

Having said that, Alyssa started changing.

She felt how she got taller. Her breasts expanded, along with her butt. She felt herself becoming older.
She quickly passed in her twenties, her thirties, until she stopped ageing. Alyssa was now a smoking hot, Latina MILF. 40 years old. She looked at herself in disbelief. She looked like an older version of herself, heck, she looked as if she could be her mom's sister! She looked around, the fairy godmother had already disappeared. She lifted up her newly formed dress to look at her new body.

"Alyssa, are you coming?", she heard her daddy call. She was afraid, how would he react? Would he even recognise her?

She walked downstairs to see her father, all dressed up, waiting for her. 

"There you are honey", he said. Ready for our date night?

Alyssa mouth fell open, "Date night?"

"You're acting strange honey. Were going out for dinner to celebrate our 15th anniversary! Shaun is with my parents so we have the entire evening to ourselves."

He pulled her closer and kissed her, full on the lips. Their kiss seemed to last for minutes as the passionately embraced.

After he slowly pulled away she remembered everything, double. She still remembered being Alyssa the teenage girl, but she also remembered the older Alyssa, with her husband and son, Shaun, her former brother. 

Yet all her confusion seemed to drift away with those new memories, helped by a sudden wave of extreme horniness for her former daddy. A gift from the Fairy Godmother? 

I mean, there's nothing strange about it right. He has been my husband for 15 years.. 

They left for their date, Alyssa being excited and impatient, for what the rest of the night would bring.

The scroll #7

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh Yeah! OH YEAH!"
Katie quietly walks closer and sees through the open window her husband Joe and his mistress Susan engaging in some Afternoon Delight. The big-breasted 20-something year old woman is drenching in sweat and riding Katie's muscular husband from on top. They are both completely naked and well into the throws of love-making. Katie smiles wide and decides to finally get her revenge.
She has known about her husband's affair for some time now and she has prepared for the occasion. By chance she had found a magic scroll in the park after she ran there in tears after the first time she discovered her husband's unfaithfulness.

She fired her first spell at Susan, who was soon racing forward in time. She and the Joe were in the throes of sex and did not at first notice anything.
As she looked on, Katie watched Susan enter her thirties and gained some maturity and her cheekbones standing out more and Susan putting on a bit more weight in the hips, breasts, butt, and thighs.

"Oh babe, this is sooo good, do me,--just keep it up and do me like ya do me...oooooh," she said.
"Oh hon, this is great...but...", she heard Joe say.
"But what," Susan said, as she continued to age and pass 40.

Her arms were becoming more flabby and her breasts, while large and wondrous, were starting to relax a bit. Fine lines started to show on Susan's face, and there were creases forming on the sides of her mouth.

"Dear...I love this and not to...oh yeah," the man said, as her moves were more defined, and she showed an experience that was not there a moment before.

Joe layed back and closed his eyes, and Susan kept it up, and kept him up. As Katie looked on though, she noticed the woman's hair start going grey as she passed her mid forties, and she now had light under eye bags as well.
"Ohhh, mama loves her boy...give it to mama," she said in a bit of a lower tone, as she was as into it as he was.
The two kept it up, the woman fast approaching 50 and now feeling overly warm as menopause started.

Katie looked on and laughed to herself. She was so enjoying this, and wondered if she should keep it going. She could see making this woman around 60, or even somewhere over 80 and watch Joe's reaction.
As she was pondering her predicament, she heard the newly changed MILF climax and her husband as well. A moment later, Joe opened his eyes and looked at his sex partner.

"What is wrong sweetie pie?" the woman asked, noting the look of surprise on his face.

"What the fuck happened?! You are so much older than me, you look like you could be my mom! When the fuck did that happen Susan?"

"Older?" She asked him as she begun to look at herself she couldn't believe it, this was a dream right?
Susan looked at herself as good she could looking down she could see that her boobs had indeed lost some of their perkiness, and she was a bit wider than she remembered, she grabbed a face mirror and looked at her reflection "oh my god I have become so old!"

Katie was smiling wide, they didn't have a clue what was about to happen after she would use the second spell.

(To be continued in The Scroll #8 )