Relax a bit, she said with a strangely calming voice. See, in order for this to work you need to want to be me. And I mean it. You see, the necklace your wearing is called the Amulet of Desire. The stronger you want something, the more it will work. I'm just a reflection of your deep, dark desires. My power is limited unless you let it come out a little.
"Right...So, how do we fix this so you can do this?"
I told you, you just need to relax a bit. Here...Let's take this to the bedroom. You have the mirror there and can lock the door behind you.
You nodded and made your way upstairs, forgetting all about your frozen burritos as they beeped in the microwave like a warning sign. Doing as commanded, you locked the door, keeping your cellphone close at hand in case your mom called you and you needed to cut this experiment short.
Speaking of short, you glanced over to the standing mirror in your bedroom and found yourself looking down at the same girl as before.
"Wow," you said. "I didn't expect you'd be so..."
Short? she asked, standing at only your chest in height. It's much easier to shop for clothes when you're short and large rather than tall and large. Now, sit on the bed and close your eyes.
Again, you followed the girl's orders now curious how she was going to go about this. You sat across each other on opposite beds as you shut your eyes tight and waited.
Listen to the sound of my voice. Only my voice. Nothing else in the world matters right now. Focus only on my voice and soon it will be your voice too.
It starts with a tingle in the pit of your stomach. It spreads from there, going to every corner of your body. You curl your toes as you suddenly feel quite aroused as pulses begin rumbling through your arms and legs. That's when you realize that your skin is feeling unusually smooth and soft. Softer than typical like you've been keeping yourself mositized for years. You can feel all that hair on your forearms and shins begin to recede, leaving everything feeling velvety and supple. It’s like not even being in your own skin anymore, like you’re becoming a different person. And that really turns you on.
You gasped and opened your eyes to a very aroused sight in your pants as your tent pitched.
Hey! You peaked.
“What the hell was that?” you asked, rubbing your arms. “What the...Where’s all the hair on my arms?”
I told you...If you believe and truly want something then I can do anything for you. That was just a little taste test.
It was like the girl in the mirror had made the words she had said a reality. Your skin was now impossibly smooth and soft, so much so that it felt incredible to rub. Almost as soft as hers looked in the mirror. This was the real deal! She really was transforming you into her!
Want to stop? She asked you. This is only going to be harder if you don’t relax and let me work.
You thought for a moment.
With your member throbbing, it was clear whatever she was doing to you was really turning you on. It was nice to slip into a peaceful bliss and just let her have her way with you...But perhaps you should look at this logically and take it slower.
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