Bob stood outside the expensive-looking beach house and checked the address for a third time. He shook his head and pondered how his friend Gambit could afford such a nice place in such a picturesque location. He had received an invitation to come meet Gambit in person after years of internet friendship, but this wasn't what he was expecting to find when his work coincidentally provided a business trip to the area. "It looks right...", Bob said, then added, "...in for a penny."
Hesitantly, Bob approached the front door through a manicured oriental-style garden. As he did, he caught the sense of motion at the corner of his vision and he turned quickly. All that was standing there was a short-ish marble statue of a naked woman, which certainly wasn't the source of the motion Bob saw. The statue was out of place in the otherwise traditional Japanese garden, and Bob felt his eyes drawn to its carefully crafted curves for a moment. For only a split second, he could swear that it held a faint pink-ish glow, but then he blinked his eyes and realized that he must have zoned out for a moment.
"All too easy...", Lust thought to herself as she watched the tall man turn and walk towards the front door.
Bob waited for a moment as he fought off a strange urge to turn and run and then he knocked at the door. An awkward moment later, the door opened and a staggeringly beautiful Japanese girl in a traditional kimono opened the door. She stared at Bob briefly until he said, "Hi, I'm um...looking for my friend Gambit, if the address is right...he lives here?" He gestured to the paper in his hand nervously, his eyes locked and transfixed by the girl's beauty.
The girl bowed politely and opened the door, offering a quick welcome in Japanese before adding in a heavy Japanese accent, "Gambit-sama is not home currently, you are BE-sama? He said I am to make you welcome until he returns home."
Bob blinked as the girl motioned for him to come inside, trying to figure out how Gambit had kept what was obviously great wealth secret for their years of friendship. The inside of the house was also heavily Japanese themed and obviously very opulent. He stepped inside and paused as the girl quickly knelt in front of him and began to undo his shoelaces and remove his shoes. Each shoe removed, the girl set them carefully near the door and then she stood up and motioned for Bob to follow her.
Soon Bob was sitting on the couch and the girl had vanished briefly, returning with the tea that she had offered to Bob. She set the tea set on the table in front of Bob and then carefully and almost ceremoniously poured and handed the tea to Bob and she knelt next to him and smiled politely. Bob sipped the tea and then asked, "So are you Gambit's girlfriend?"
"I work for Gambit-sama", the unnamed girl said with a smile and a subtle bow.
Bob waited for more information, but none came, so he cleared his throat and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Aimi, BE-sama." Aimi said with a bow. She knelt and seemed to wait patiently for Bob to finish his tea, prepared to refill his cup on request.
"Aimi...", Bob said, "That means...let's see. Beautiful Love, right?"
"Hai, BE-sama." Aimi said with another smile and bow.
"I think it must be true." Bob said with a smirk. "You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen." Bob smiled and waited for a response, but none came, apart from another smile and bow. An awkward moment passed before Aimi took Bob's empty teacup and then got up and quietly left the living room with the tea. Bob cursed quietly at his terrible attempt to flirt with the girl, and he watched her retreat, trying to get any real sense of the girl's figure under the concealing kimono.
Soon Aimi returned and announced, "Gambit-sama sent message that he will be very late, and he apologizes."
"Oh...okay. I can come back." Bob said, as he started to get up.
Aimi hurried over in front of Bob, and said, "No BE-sama, he would like you to wait. He has a plan for you to meet him later. I am told that you have traveled far. May I offer you a bath?"
Bob hesitated, but the years he had spent in Japan made the offer seem less unusual. He had been on an airplane for over twelve hours, so the offer was actually welcome. He smiled and said, "Actually, this sounds very nice." Aimi smiled and guided Bob farther into the house, the size of which continued to astound Bob. He added, "I can't believe how big the house is, it almost seems bigger than it looks on the outside."
Silently smiling, Aimi guided Bob to the Japanese bath, and she began to prepare the room for Bob. The large soaking tub was already steaming with warm water and as Bob looked at it, he heard Aimi close the door behind him. Bob turned, expecting to be alone, but instead he saw Aimi removing her kanzashi hairpin and letting her long black hair cascade around her shoulders. She smiled at Bob, who could only stammer.
"I...uh...listen...", Bob started to say, trying to explain that he wasn't one to hop into bed with a random girl. However, his train of thought derailed as Aimi unfurled her kimono. The Asian beauty was naked under her traditional robe and as her deliciously large breasts wobbled enticingly in front of him, Bob reconsidered what he was going to say. Aimi stepped clear of the silk robed that pooled around her ankles and with a graceful motion, she began to unbutton Bob's shirt.
Soon, Aimi was washing Bob, and occasionally fending off Bob's hands as he tried to return her deliberate washing with tender caresses of his own. The anticipation left Bob with a throbbing erection, which Aimi noticed and started to focus her washing attention upon. Bob groaned as her hands scrubbed his manhood, and he fought the urge to return the intimate contact.
The lengthy and intimate bath was torture for Bob, who still wasn't sure whether Aimi was interested in him, or if she was just giving him a bath unlike any he'd ever had. After a half hour of soaking in the warm bath with Aimi massaging his back and shoulders, her large bosom pressing into his back; Aimi slipped out of the water and began to put a silk bathrobe on. Bob followed her, and as he stepped out, she grabbed a large robe and held it out for Bob to put on. Finally, any doubts of Aimi's intentions were lost as she grabbed Bob's hand and guided him into a huge bedroom.
Unfastening the belt holding Bob's robe closed, Aimi dropped to her knees and began to perform fellatio on Bob. He was already turgid from the lengthy bath, but Aimi's seemed skilled enough to drive Bob nearly to the blissful brink, but not let him actually get there. Several minutes of erotic torment passed before, Aimi stood back up and pulled Bob towards the bed.
If she was skilled with fellatio, Aimi seemed even more skilled in bed, teasing Bob endlessly to the brink of climax but keeping Bob from getting there. She managed to climax on her own several times as she worked Bob's erect shaft, and when Bob seemed ready to burst, she began to focus on finally letting Bob climax. When he finally did, Bob's brain exploded with blissful release.
Aimi mashed her large bosom into Bob's chest as Bob held her tightly, the duo slowly drifting into a sleepy post coital embrace.
Sunlight streamed into the window and Bob fidgeted in bed. "Good morning Bob, it's time to wake up now." a sultry female voice said.
Hearing the voice, Bob rolled over and squinted in the sunlight. Aimi was standing near the foot of the bed and brushing her long black hair. She looked over at Bob and said, "S'up BE...sorry about...", she paused and gestured towards him, waving her hand in Bob's direction. She finished, saying, "...all of this."
Bob frowned in confusion and started to say, "Aimi?", as long red hair cascaded into Bob's face. Bob held it with confusion and then full wakefullness finally overtook Bob's body and a foreign and distinct weight wobbled on Bob's chest. "Aaaah!" Bob shouted. "Boobs!"
"Yeah, sorry...you're a girl now. Oh, and Aimi is just my submissive Japanese persona...it's me, Gambit." Gambit said. As Bob boggled at her, trying to process the foreign sensations coming from her body and the impossible revelation of who the Japanese beauty claimed to be; the girl claiming to be Gambit closed her eyes and as though relaxing a muscle, her already large bosom swelled rapidly until her boobs rivaled a pair of cantaloupes in size. "Ahh...shit that feels better. Holding these at only D-cups for so long takes effort." Gambit turned and watched with sympathy as Bob's hands raced around her now deliciously shapely female body. She said, "I'll give you a few moments dude, then we need to talk." Gambit turned and walked out of the room, stretching. Over her shoulder, she said enticingly, "I'll be in the bath if you want to join me."
"What the hell is going on!?" Bob shouted in frustration as the bedroom door slid closed. Finally alone, Bob's hands once again confirmed what she had been told. She was all girl, right down to the sensitive and tingling female anatomy between her legs.
"That's right, you should touch your pussy..." Bob thought she heard a distant voice say, and with it came a surge of arousal that caused her new pussy to quiver with excitement. Bob's freakout paused for a moment and she looked around quickly. There was no sign of anyone else, and the voice almost sounded like it was in her head.
The sliding bedroom door flung open once again and Gambit scowled angrily at the air as she said, "Dammit! We had a deal, these things go down my way...with no interference from you."
Bob jumped at Gambit's sudden outburst, and she paused as Gambit looked around expectantly. There was no further sound and after a minute, Gambit nodded and started to close the door again. As she did, Bob asked, "Gambit? What the hell is going on? Is this a dream?"
"Unfortunately, that would be too easy." Gambit said with a sigh. "Listen BE, first off, I really am sorry about you getting turned into a girl."
"Wait...", Bob said, suddenly frowning, "...did you have something to do with...?"
Before Bob could finish, Gambit said, "Everything to do with it and nothing to do with it."
Bob groaned, "Dude, enough cryptic, okay. I've had a bad day so far." She looked at the clock and brushed her long red bangs out of her face as she added, "...and it's only 9:28 in the morning. Oh shit, I'm going to be late for my meeting!"
"Okay, first, your calendar is cleared, so fuck your meeting." Gambit said trying to wrest control of the conversation back from Bob's most recent outburst. "That's because we're not even in the same dimension anymore." Bob laughed nervously, but given Gambit's stern expression, she didn't interrupt. "You know all those stories about Lust and Faye?"
"All the Delacroix stuff, yeah." Bob said, nodding.
"Well, apparently Lust discovered my tie to Faye via the stories and somehow...I dunno. She reached out and pulled me into the dimension with Faye." Gambit said, holding a finger up to indicate that she needed to finish before Bob said anything further. "Apparently our kind of story perversion was extra delicious to Lust, and while her ability to go to our dimension was limited, she was able to project a small bit of herself into the garden in front of the beach house that mirrors this one in our own dimension."
"The statue in the garden...", Bob said, suddenly remembering the strange glow she had seen the day before. "Wait...Lust is real?"
Gambit waggled her finger more sternly to reinforce the 'no interruptions', and she continued, "She wants to lure more authors here, and turn them into her servants to feed on our energy."
"Your extra juicy energy...", the same female voice said with amusement to echo Gambit's last statement."Dammit Lust!" Gambit said. Then she pressed on. "She already got me and well...you can see what she did. I'll tell you all about what happened to me in a little bit, but first. Listen, she was going to lure you and other authors here anyway and you'd end up as far worse. I agreed to help her, but only if I got to decide what happened to you and anyone else we end up snagging."
"So...you...you turned me into a girl!?" Bob said in angry disbelief.
Gambit sighed, "That was going to happen anyway. What I did was give you a total fantasy sendoff to your manhood and let you fuck a smoking hot subservient Japanese chick before losing it...so...sorry, but at least you went out with a bang." Seeing Bob's disbelief, she pressed on, saying, "Lust gifted me with the ability to manifest different variations of this hot asian body, so I can appear Chinese, Japanese, Korean, even Malaysian." As she listed each country, Gambit's form altered ever so slightly to appear as a member of that race. Her core features remained the same, and the changes were so subtle that only an expert or native could tell the difference. "As you saw, I can shrink my boobs down if I want, but the more I shrink them the harder it is to keep them that way...and I can adopt any degree of accent with any of the asian languages that I now speak with complete fluency."
Bob crawled out of bed, Gambit admiring Bob's now delightful female body and large yet perky bosom. "This is a lot to think about."
"Take your time, but I think you'll like that body. The other thing I can do when I have sex with someone, I can choose to turn them into their dream girl." Gambit said. "So yeah, I did it technically, but it was only to make sure you ended up some way you'd like rather than what Lust would have done to you. I'm sure you wouldn't have liked that."
"I haven't decided if this is a wacky dream or if I should beat the snot out of you." Bob said as she walked past Gambit towards the door. "...but first and unfortunately, I have to pee."
"Remember to check the lid." Gambit said with a smirk. "You don't want to fall in." Bob only responded with a groan and walked into the bathroom. Gambit looked at the pink tramp stamp above Bob's rear end, the same mark of Lust that she held when she wasn't in 'disguise'.
"You left out your other special ability..." Lust asked Gambit with a playful tone in her voice. "...and why didn't you tell him that his dream girl is 'bi'?"
"I'm not gonna touch that one. BE's gonna have to figure it out on his own." Gambit said with a sigh.
As Bob tried to figure things out in the bathroom, Gambit wandered out of the bedroom and turned down the hall towards the kitchen. Sitting in the kitchen was another beautiful blonde woman with enormous tits. She had the look of a girl who had just drug herself in from a night on the town partying. Her hair was tussled, her lipstick smudged and Gambit's keen eye caught the subtle stains of cum near the hem of her dress. The woman looked up and said, "My ride had to leave for work and it was the only way home. Is your 'important project' all done? Can I fucking go into the house and take a shower now? Aw shit, and can you turn the house back to normal and get rid of this tacky asian theme?"
"You know what Heather, go fuck yourself." Gambit said with a scowl. She walked past the blonde and grabbed some cereal and a bowl. She turned around to see Heather flipping her off as she walked out of the kitchen towards the main area of the house. "What a bitch." Gambit muttered. "...especially for a hundred year old skank."
The girl named Heather was actually only ninety-seven years old and had apparently been converted by Lust when she was well into her eighties. Transformed into a beautiful young woman again, the bitter old lady enthusiastically screwed men as a sort of sexual vampire, choosing to either drain their manhood or their intelligence as she had sex with them...eventually turning her partners into brainless bimbos. In return she used a portion of that energy to remain young, the rest sent to Lust.
Gambit sat down at the table and started to eat her cereal, giving Bob the time that she needed to sort out her changes. She was curious what Bob's new power would be as a Thrall of Lust, but she knew Lust wouldn't just come out and tell her. She knew she'd have to have at least intimate contact with Bob again and see if she could figure it out. After a couple minutes, a second asian girl walked into the kitchen, smiling at Gambit. This girl was clearly Japanese, but had a streak of pink in her bangs. Her body was flawless and merely looking at it caused Gambit's own body to tingle with arousal. "Morning...", the girl said.
"Hi Faye...sleep well?" Gambit said.
"It was quiet, I stayed at a friend's place." Faye said. She smiled again and walked over to pour a coffee "How was your evening?"
"Well, you know...kidnapping friends and turning them into girls...the usual." Gambit said dryly.
Faye looked over her shoulder and said, "I saw your handywork, your friend turned out nicely." The last part was said with some sympathy. "...she was talking to Heather. You probably want to get out there, I think she was going to introduce your friend to the pool guy."
Gambit suddenly jumped to her feet, knocking her chair over. "Bitch!" Gambit hissed, a special word she reserved only for Heather, signifying the building hatred she had for the blonde after her brief time at the beach house. "I haven't told Bob how to protect himself from our powers yet." Gambit turned and started to run out of the kitchen to find Heather and Bob before Barabara could suck Bob's brain down to a mindless bimbo...or possibly worse, introduce Bob to the pool guy.
"You'd better hurry!" Lust's voice said with an amused laugh that echoed around the kitchen as Gambit ran out of it.
Faye looked up and said, "You knew this would happen, didn't you..."
"I only promised Gambit that I wouldn't further change her author friends that she lured here. I never said my other thralls wouldn't try to have their own fun." Lust said. "Besides, it was clear she picked this specific friend because she knew that this BE fellow wouldn't turn himself into a nympho through her 'dream girl' power. So she kind of broke the rules anyway, since why would I want a thrall that isn't going to screw people?"
Scowling, Faye said, "You know how I feel about the word thrall."
Lust let out an almost feline purr, saying, "I forget, does it turn you on?"
Faye started to squirm in her chair as she felt her loins start to burn with arousal. With annoyance, she said, "I'm not gracing that with an answer." Faye sat at the table with determination, trying to ignore the building sensations in her loins. She stared out the window at the ocean and sipped her coffee.
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