Endless Opportunities

"MMmmm... sounds delightful," she said as she rode my cock harder.

"Yeah... a nice big dick... but it'll be too big for her. So every time I fuck the bitch it'll hurt her. But I'll make her love it and hate it at the same time."

"Oh baby... that's so bad," she said as she squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples.

"Yeah... I'm gonna make her crave the cock that hurts her and make her watch whenever I'm fucking some other little slut. She'll be so jealous all the time and hate herself for it.

"Fuck that's hot... Think of all the hot little fucktoys that'll be walking around bow legged soon," she said and leaned down to kiss me as she ground her hips on my pelvis.

I slammed my cock hard and fast up into her and whispered, "Fuck yeah, baby. Fuck yeah."

"I'm cumming baby. Just slam me hard. Shoot it in me, stud," she said. I started cumming right away, filling her tight little cunt with a grunt as he collapsed on top of me. We rolled out of bed and started getting dressed. We had a big day today. Today started the plan. The way Rhonda had explained it, there was a very specific process and timeline to this project and we had to stick to it carefully. Once we started the spell, we only had two weeks to finish it.

"So all I've got to do is get her to wear this bracelet?"

"Yeah... any gold loop will do but a bracelet makes a lot more sense for a girl to wear. It would be weird for you to give her a ring, you know."

"And what does it do?"

"Nothing really. Just starts prepping her mind for the transformation, I think. The books aren't super clear about it. It's the first step though so we gotta do it, right?"

"Yeah... I guess so," I said running my hand through my hair. "Okay... so get her to wear the bracelet. Anything else?"

"Not today... we're supposed to let the magic start working on her before she gets the tattoo. But don't worry, if you do it right and she puts the bracelet on willingly, she won't want to take it off."

I nodded. I was still unsure of all this. It all seemed so weird. But Dad's will only made sense if Rhonda was right. And, as much as I hated to admit it, she usually was. Even her stupid magic spells had a habit of somehow randomly working out. I looked at the thin gold band in my hand. Rhonda had gone all out and spent a good chunk of my money on it. I'd balked at first. I'm kind of a cheap skate. But she pointed out that Laurie wasn't going to wear anything cheap looking. Plus, if this worked, we'd be rich anyways. So dropping a dime on a custom made gold bracelet made total sense. Like I said, she's usually right.

It was only about a centimeter wide and very thin. It looked incredibly delicate in my hand and. Considering it was made from 24k gold, it probably was. The key to it working was the engravings. There was some random arabic text but buried in that text was a single important glyph. One word for one spell. Or at least one part of a bigger spell. Rhonda said it sort of meant "Subjugation"... I dunno. I was just hoping this would work.

I walked into the kitchen, holding the case. It was 7:30am and Laurie was standing there wearing just a t-shirt blending a smoothie. Seven fucking thirty. She had her headset on and didn't hear me walk up so I stopped to enjoy the view. She really did have a great ass and it was on full display, bouncing back and forth under the t-shirt that just barely hung down below her ass. I wondered if she was wearing panties. Probably not. I bet gold digging sluts throw out their panties first thing.

"Laurie?" I asked. She didn't respond, "Yo, Laurie!" I said louder, edging to the side to catch her peripheral vision. When she saw me, she jumped with a start and screamed. I got just a little glimpse. Yup. No panties. Nice.

"Geezus, Tommy!" Why did she insist on calling me Tommy. "You scared me half to death." At least I'd been half successful. "What are you doing up so early?"

I smiled at her, "Rhonda kicked me out of bed. Said I was snoring too loud."

"Your father used to snore loudly too," she said. I swear, it's like she never wanted me to forget she used to fuck my Dad. "I miss him," she said then seeing my scowl, she jumped in, "I'm sorry, Tommy. I know it's hard. We'll figure this all out, I promise."

I took a breath and tried to calm myself, "I was going to give her this today..." I said showing Laurie the bracelet. Well... the bait, really. "But now, I just don't know."

Laurie looked close and her eyes went wide. Gold diggers like gold. She looked at it and I knew what she was thinking. "That's really nice, Tommy. Can I see it?"

"Sure," I said, "But don't get your heart set on it, I still might give it to Rhonda."

She smiled. I could practically see the evil in the smile. The knowing calculation of how she was going to keep the expensive jewelry for herself. She put it around her wrist and I saw her eyes flash a purple burst of light. That right there was the moment I started believing. I hadn't even realized it until just then. I didn't really believe what Rhonda had been peddling. I didn't believe my Dad's lunacy in his will. I was going along with what I perceived to be a low-risk, high-reward kind of plan. But I didn't actually think it could work. But when someone puts on a bracelet and violet light shoots out of their eyes? Well... you'd believe in that moment too.

"MMM... it's really lovely, Tommy," she said.

"Yeah? You think Rhonda will like it?"

She looked at me and started to say something but she stopped. I could see the wheels turning in her head, "Probably. She probably would like it. But it wouldn't look good on her. She's the wrong skin tone. She really will look better with silver colors."

Fuck. Really? That's the best she could come up with? Bull shit about skin tones? Whatever, she'd put the bracelet on and it had worked. But then I started to wonder. How much could I get out of this?

"Maybe. I'll give her the choice. I still think she'll enjoy getting it and I can't wait to see her face when she opens it. I've never gotten her a really expensive piece of jewelry before."

"Ohh... but Tommy. Doesn't it look lovely on me? I'll help you pick out something even better for her," she said. She blinked her eyes at me, trying to be flirtatious. Was she actually flirting with her dead husband's kid? Geezus, Lady.

"Laurie, I had it custom made for her. I really want to see my girlfriend wear it. Not my stepmom. And stop calling me Tommy for fuck's sake."

She looked almost as if I'd slapped her. "I'm sorry Thomas. I didn't know. I mean, of course you can have the bracelet back. It's just... I don't know. It looks so good on me. Isn't there something I can do for you to let me keep it? Anything?"

"Anything? So like... a blow job?" I asked.

She frowned slightly but considered it. Then she smiled at me and slowly dropped to her knees. She looked up at me with big doe eyes and I could see right down the t-shirt into her massive cleavage. "Well, maybe just this once." She fished out my cock from my boxers and just went to town. For the first time, I realized what my Dad saw in her. It was, without question, the best blow job I'd ever gotten. She took me deep into the back of her throat and sucked me in, swirling her tongue around me and moaning softly. Her big bolt on tits were bouncing around as she sucked me with increasing enthusiasm. It didn't take long for my orgasm to burst forward. I pulled out of her mouth and painted her face as she kneeled on the floor, panting from the exertion. I shot five or six long ropes of cum into her hair, eyes and open mouth. She looked like a mess as I smacked my cock against her cheek, getting the last bit of cum off of her.

I couldn't resist and grabbed my phone to take a picture. The dumb bimbo didn't protest, just sat there looking happily stunned by her face full of cum.

"I guess I was wrong about you, Laurie. You just gave a blowjob for a $10,000 bracelet. You're a whore but definitely not a cheap one," I said as I walked away. Step one complete. Now to put step two into motion.