Mitch was a strange one. Not only did his fantasies involve transformation, but often the explicitly sexual transformations would occur in public and be hard to hide, leading to precarious situations where the already-embarrassed victim (sometimes even Mitch himself) would face tremendous humiliation if discovered yet was forced to take bigger and bigger risks in order to hide their 'enhancement' and/or get home, away from prying eyes.
Random transformations would not do however, at least not for now. Mitch preferred a pattern, to give the subject (or himself, in the fantasies where it was him) a fighting chance. Made things all the more tense. All the more satisfying if they failed. If Mitch was a Batman villain, he'd be the Riddler.
First he needed a suitable participant though. After some thought he decided on Jenna's friend Natalie (ep 818707). Natalie was a tomboy. A little taller and a little flatter than Jenna, she wore her brown hair in a pixie cut, often highlighted with flecks of green or blue. Despite dressing mannishly and acting boyish, she was hot - slim and toned with pouty lips, and Mitch was sure she knew it. She wore boyish types of clothes but she wore them tight. In his eyes all this made her either a hypocrite, dressing the tomboy to highlight her feminine beauty, or admirably dedicated to her aesthetic.
Moreover, she'd never really approved of Mitch and Jenna, and made little effort to hide it, always being curt to Mitch and never really giving him a chance. This was why he had chosen her. She could do with a little humiliation. Nothing permanent (probably), and nothing too freakish or hideous. Just some weird and sexy inconveniencing.
In the middle of the town was a clocktower, which sounded the hour with a bell which could be heard over most of the town. This was the basis of his idea. He began typing:
Natalie can hear the town clock chime clearly, even when it is muffled at night. Whenever she hears it strike an hour, she will grow a penis of an inch in length (erect) with proportionately sized testes. For every hour's strike, another inch will be added. "DONG! DONG! DONG!" Mitch said out loud to himself, imitating the bell and chuckling. If she does not hear the bell, it has no effect. She'd have to figure that out for herself though. If Natalie orgasms with the penis it will disappear until she next hears the bell toll. If she does not orgasm within an hour of receiving a penis, the next hour's inches are added on top of her current length. The amount of cum she produces also scales, with 12 inches producing a cup-full. Mitch grinned again, realising if her package got large enough before she figured out the pattern and how to get rid of it, the tomboy might have to wear a skirt to hide it!
Mitch read over his 'curse' and was happy with it. It had clear rules, escalating consequences, and two ways to control it which were simple enough but difficult in public. After making sure he could use the Blueberry to watch Natalie (he could) and adding a clause to make sure she didn't spoil things by completely freaking out and breaking down Mitch hit SEND.
He glanced at the clock. It was five to the hour.
Thu Jul 12 21:20:09 2012