Finally, she looked at Wil. She walked over, and touched him on the forehead. He mind was silent, but his consciousness was still there. He'd never have another erection, and as she looked down, his once mighty 9" cock was somewhat shriveled, and small. He'd feel attraction to women, but he'd never be able to perform. She expected he'd sleep for a day, at least. As she looked further into his mind, she found the memory of their encounter, it was faint and blurry and he'd never really understand what had happened.
Abby smiled. He got what he deserved, and he'd never prey on another woman again. Sarah would want nothing to do with him now. Abby felt good, really good. No guilt or remorse, just a deep sense of being sated and satisfied.
As she was about to head for the door, she spotted her thong laying on the floor. She hadn't even realized she wasn't wearing it. She picked it up, and instead of putting it on, slipped it in her purse. She smiled, and walked from the apartment down to the street. She felt incredibly alive, and full of energy.
She walked down the block, and heard the thumping bass of a dance club. She walked past the people in line, straight to the bouncer. She touched his arm and he immediately let her in, ignoring the cover charge. Once inside, she felt wave after wave of sexual energy wash over her. The music was throbbing in her ears, the place smelt of sex and alcohol, and everywhere she looked there were beautiful men and women grinding on each other. Old Abby would have ran out the door, but ascended Abby felt right at home.
She found a cluster of women grinding in the middle of the dance floor, and started grinding on them, feeling their energy and sexual desire seep into her mind. She ran her hand along the arm of the pale Japanese girl standing in front of her, pushing the girl to become aroused to the point of distraction. Abby reached toward another girl, a pale red head with curly hair tied back behind her and pushed the same thoughts into her. Both women flushed and looked at Abby with desire in their eyes. Abby smiled back at them, and scanned the space, looking for the bathroom. Tonight would be a night of many firsts for her, as she grabbed both women and lead them to the back of the club.
In her mind, she sought out the hunger, and pulled it up to the front of her thoughts. She couldn't wait to taste these women.
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Love it!
This is a great story, I love it! Everything about it so hot - the vivid description of the sex is great, but Abby's transformation, especially the interplay between her physical shapeshifting and her mental/emotional changes, is just top notch. Her impersonation of Sarah touches on a fetish of mine, and does so very effectively. I hope to read more installments, and see who and what else Abby turns herself into!more...
Man bashing
I could have done a better job of filling in what an ass wil was. But worry not, this story isn't about man bashing. It's about power, corruption and sex. Oh, and transformation.
Hmmm.
Hot, but also seems like gratuitous man-bashing. I hope Abby gets what she richly deserves.
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