“Mmmm~ I love you, Lauaraaaa~”

“Love you too, Taylor. I think you've had enough beer tonight.”

“Nuh-uhhhhh. I like like you in a sexy way tho~ I wanna be your girlfriend, bitchhh~”

“Yeah, not happening, girl. Not really my thing.”

“Awwwww… what if I say please? I’ll do anything!”

“Oh my god, you’re so fucking out of it... Come on, let’s go. Let’s go.”

Laura rubbed her forehead in frustration as Taylor drunkenly staggered after her, gently pushing her friend away as she reached out to grab her ass. She sighed as she left the bar and helped Taylor into the backseat of her car, driving back to their apartment and dragging her upstairs to her room. She tossed a blanket over her as she started snoring, shutting off the lights as she left to go to sleep herself.

………

Laura waved to Taylor as she stumbled downstairs in her hoodie, handing her a coffee as she groaned and flopped into her seat. Taylor took a gulp of coffee as Laura scooted closer to her, and she blushed as Laura leaned in, casting a wary look her way and inching away nervously.

“What’s going on? Why are you so close?”

“Oh, nothing. You remember what you said last weekend?”

“W-Wha- No! N-No! I don’t remember anything!”

Laura snickered as Taylor blushed, leaning in even closer and whispering into her ear.

“Really? Could’ve sworn you admitted how much of a flaming raging lesbian you were.”

“I-I don’t know what you mean!”

Laura sighed as Taylor pulled away from her, grabbing her sleeve and dragging her back to her side as she whined in protest.

“Ok, seriously, though. I’d feel fucking terrible if we had this weird ass sexual tension going on where you're in love with me and I'm not. Just totally kills the vibe. Did you mean it, or were you just drunk?”

“… kinda. But, um, you’re straight, so…”

“Yeah. But, if you were to, say, turn into a dude..."

"Hmm?... Ah, fuck it. I'll bite. Let's say I- hypothetically -was a dude. What then?"

"You'd be this guy."

Taylor grabbed Laura’s phone as she offered it to her, expecting to see a chiseled model, or maybe a cute singer. She frowned in confusion and disgust as she saw the unshaven, pudgy, wreck of a man, wrinkling her nose as she stared at his acne, closing her eyes as she zoomed out and saw his potbelly and man tits. She reluctantly scrolled a little further, regretting her decision once she saw the thumb-sized micropenis dangling between his thighs. She looked back at Laura, handing her her phone as she rubbed her eyes, trying to forget what she just saw.

“Um, I think you showed me the wrong picture.”

“Nope!”

“But… why that? No offense, but I don’t want to be a- well, a loser. Especially if I'm going to transition.”

“Pfft, neither of us have the money for that. Magic, though, that's different.”

“Magic? Really?”

“Yeah! Some spicy reality shifting stuff I learned from my old college roomie.”

“I-I think I'll pass. I like being me."

"Oh. Well, shit. I might've already cast the spell. Thought you'd say yes."

“You-! Laura, wh- Nnnghh!”

Taylor doubled over as a sharp pain ripped through her stomach, cursing as her hairline receded, leaving behind a few greasy patches of short, uneven hair at the back of her head. She winced as her boobs sagged against her bra, her nipples flattening as her smooth, toned skin turned oily and pasty.

"Laura, you fucking idiot!"

"Sorry!"

Her hoodie shifted into a dirty white tank top as her bra vanished, her manboobs falling against her chest as they were freed. Taylor’s stomach bloated, bulging against her new tank top, while thick swathes of messy, unwashed hair cropped up around her body. A few straggly hairs popped out of her nipples, followed by a messy clump running down her stomach. She gasped as her stomach fat drooped out of her tank top, pinching it between her fingers in disbelief as hair continued to sprout up around her body. Taylor sighed as her freshly shaven legs turned hairy again, rubbing her lip as a thin mustache grew above it, followed by a ragged goatee below her chin.

“Ooh, starting to look kinda ugly~”

“Laura! This isn’t funny!”

“It’s pretty hot, though.”

“No it- Ow, fuck!”

She winced as her spine popped, her bones creaking as she lost several inches of height. She scowled as she looked up at Laura, groaning as several dozen pounds of fat piled onto her body. Her legs and arms grew soft and flabby as her neck widened, her slender frame becoming rounder and shorter as her eyes became small and watery. Taylor stared at her hands in horror as they transformed, wiggling her new sausagey fingers in shock, coughing loudly as she struggled to get out of her chair. She blushed in shame as she felt her muscles shaking with exertion, shaking as she stumbled across the kitchen.

Taylor sucked in a wheezing breath as she staggered to a stop, grunting as her nose squashed and turned snout-like and bulbous, trembling as acne popped up across her slim, pretty face. She glared at Laura as her head rounded out, her chin turning small and weak as she frowned.

"You better fix this."

"Ah, well... I kinda can't. Reality shift and all that. I'll probably forget girl Taylor ever existed in about... a minute? Maybe less."

"Great."

"On the bright side, you're just my type now!"

"Wow. Awesome. That totally makes up for all this."

"Come on, don't be like that! You'll love it!"

"Sure. Oh, shi- nnnggeehhhh~"

A whiny, nasally moan escaped Taylor's lips, her eyes fluttering as her pussy burned, sticking her hand down her panties- which were rapidly morphing into a grimy pair of boxers -as her womb itched. She bit her lip as her labia sealed together, panting as she felt the walls of her pussy merge together. Her womb deflated and merged with the rest of her body, leaving just her clit behind. It twitched between her heavy thighs as it barely grew, a tiny pair of testicles trembling as they pushed out behind it. Taylor moaned as her clit throbbed and split open, becoming an inch-long penis. She whimpered as her sensitive little dick brushed against the rough fabric of her boxers, sucking in a breath through her teeth as precum leaked out of her tip.

"Ooh, my memories are fading... God, that feels weird. Sorry about this, man."

Taylor slumped onto the ground as Laura apologized, a thick mental fog clogging his brain as he grunted in response. His dick twitched as parts of his mind shut down, new thoughts and emotions rushing in to fill the void. He held his head as his mind slowed down, fantasies of feet and sweat seeping in to fill the holes in his mind. More and more of his mind melted away, replaced by perverse desires to be humiliated and abused and taken advantage of, to be cheated on and shunned and-

A dark stain spread across Taylor's boxers as he slumped to the ground, creepily giggling under his breath as he stared at Laura's socks and crawled toward her.

*Fuck, Laura smells wonderful, all musky and sweet~ I wonder if she'll let me lick her armpits? Ooh, or maybe her feet. Maybe if I worshi-*

"Ahahaha, good to see you already know your place, worm!"

Taylor yelped guiltily as he pushed himself off the ground, blushing as Laura snickered. His dick twitched as Laura laughed, her cruel smirk somehow making a rush of arousal fill his short, fat body.

"Down, worm. Who said you could get up?"

An intense desire to submit and beg for forgiveness filled Taylor’s mind as Laura snapped at him, his knees trembling as he fought the urge to give in to her demands. He gulped noisily as he meekly shook his head, whining pathetically as Laura slapped him. He rubbed the red mark on his cheek, wincing as Laura raised her hand again.

“Hey, worm. Didn't you hear me the first time?"

"L-Laura, c-come o- Oooow!"

"I'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose~ Maybe I should give you a good spanking as well. How does that sound, you filth?"

*Shit. Why does it feel so fucking... good? I-I guess I don't have any other choice... except obeying. Y-Yeah. I'm just doing this because I have to. I'm not gonna let those thoughts control me!*

Taylor's cheeks burned from the slaps and shame as he prostrated himself before his Goddess, quivering as she ground his head into the ground with her heel.

"Aw, I was hoping you wanted the spanking. But... ah, whatever. There's more fun stuff we could do. Let's see..."

"Y-You could-"

"Punish you for speaking without permission? What a great idea!"

"N-No-"

Taylor yelped as his Goddess took her foot off his head and peeled off her sock. He stared at her perfect, sweaty, creased soles, panting heavily as he watched her put them on the ground, quivering as he imagined how amazing it would be to worship th-

*No, No! I can't think like this! Gotta... ignore...*

-em, drooling as Goddess lifted her foot, opening his mouth in anticipation as his cock twitched and throbbed and drooled and-

"MMMMPH!"

"That's right, worm~ Worship your Goddess."

Taylor squirmed as Laura shoved her dirty sock into his mouth, whimpering as she held his jaw shut, forcing him to taste the disgusting delicious fabric. He blissfully moaned as Goddess gagged

him with her sock, absolutely embarrassed delighted as she stuffed a second sock inside. Taylor reached out for Goddess' bare feet, desperately hobbling after her as she walked upstairs.

"MMmmph mmph mmmm!"

*Oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck, feels so good, can't hold back, just wanna cum for Goddesssssssss~*

Taylor shoved the socks back in his mouth as they started to slip, unwilling to let a single one of Goddess' blessings escape him. He came as his cock brushed against his boxers, falling to his knees as he struggled to catch his breath, his arms and legs trembling from his orgasm as his chest heaved and his muscles burned. A tiny, barely noticeable trickle of cum ran down his legs as he staggered up the stairs, cumming again and again with each step he took.

*I-I don't even care if I'm an ugly, dirty pervert anymore! It feels so good!*

Taylor groaned as he breathed through the socks in his mouth, huffing greedily as he savored their salty, sour taste. He grinned as he saw Goddess standing in front of her room, dropping to his hands and knees and crawling towards her, his eyes glued to her feet as he inched forward, moaning as his balls squeezed and he felt another orgasm building up in his cock.

*Goddess' feet! Just one lick, please please, please! Anything! I just wanna taste them!*

Taylor whimpered as Goddess tore the socks out of his mouth, pathetically reaching out to take them back before being shoved back against the ground with a foot on his head. Taylor came as he felt Goddess' toes squirming against his hair, panting shamelessly as a small splotch appeared on his boxers.

"Oh, what's this? I didn't realize you could still cum with that pathetic pinprick dick of yours."

Taylor tensed up and came again as Goddess tugged his boxers off and threw them aside with a snicker, whimpering as she grabbed his belly flab. His eyes glazed over with bliss as she leaned towards him, and he sniffed greedily as her beautiful, intoxicatingly sweet smell wafted into his nose.

"What a dirty, pathetic worm you are. I don't even know how to punish you, you'd just enjoy it. Isn't that right, you filth? You just love showing off how pathetic you can be, don't you?"

"Yes! Yes! I do, Goddess! Please, show me my place!”

"Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you~ Say it again, greaseball. Scream it so every knows how much of a pathetic cucklord you are.”

"I love it when Goddess tells me how worthless and useless I am! I love it! I'm a small dick no life loser who doesn't deserve to breath the same air as Goddess! Please, Goddess! P-Punish me!"

"Ahaha, and what exactly would I punish? Your microscopic excuse for a penis? Your non-existent shame? Your pathetic fetish for sweat and feet? I think you're already being punished enough, just being alive!"

Taylor squirmed excitedly as Goddess stepped out of her soaked panties, panting as she stretched them out and wrapped them around his face. He snorted as the musky, sweet and fishy smell flooded his nose, licking Goddess' stains as he reached down for his cock. He pathetically whined as he slumped to his knees, staring up at Goddess through his mask as she dangled her feet in front of his face.

"Luckily for you, worm, Goddess is so very merciful. Last for a minute, and- Ahaha, I didn’t even get to finish!”

Taylor groaned as he sprayed watery semen all over his hands, panting as Goddess tucked her feet away. He gasped as Goddess ripped her panties off his head and pushed him out of her room, begging frantically as she locked him out, whimpering as he pushed against the door.

“Please, Goddess! One more chance, please!”

“Hmm... Nahhhhh~ Goddess doesn't have time for sticky icky worms like you.”

"G-Goddess, please, please... ngghhhh... Can I… Can I keep the panties, at least? O-Or the socks?”

“You’re a shameless little wart, huh? Hmm, panties are too good for a wiggling worm like you. So that just leaves my socks~ I was going to just throw them out, but…”

“Yes, Goddess?”

“Shhhhh. Patience, worm. Or did you think I was giving them for free? Ahaha, you're even dumber than you sound… Next time I go out, I want you to follow me and my date. Just pretend- Ah, you don’t even need to pretend, you’re pretty pathetic already -to be a wandering pervert so I can beat the crap out of you in front of my date~”

*Mmmmmm... Goddess is too nice. Getting punished in public by her~ Ehehehehehehehehehehehehehe~*

"Ahem, worm. Don't keep Goddess waiting."

“O-Ok! Anything for you, Goddess!”

“Ahaha, I can't believe you actually agreed! You're such a simp, you know? Enjoy your Goddess’ sweaty, stinky socks. Can't wait to beat ♡ you ♡ up.”

“T-Thank you, Goddess!”

Taylor yanked the socks out of Goddess’ hands as she slipped them under the door, huffing loudly as he pulled out his cock. He drooled as he clenched her gifts between his fingers, almost hyperventilating as he brought them down to his tip.

“Oh, right, I almost forgot~ You’re not allowed to do anything but look at them. And don’t even think about touching yourself.”

Goddess’ voice trailed off as she cackled. Taylor whimpered as he dropped the socks, his flab jiggling around as he whimpered in frustration and looked down longingly, his hands frozen above his crotch as the socks taunted him. All he had to do was ignore Goddess and use them... she wouldn't hear him, right? But... if she did...

*Ngghhhhhh. W-Why, Goddess? S-So cruel... I looove it~*

Taylor sighed as he slumped against the wall, listening to Goddess moan in delight as she masturbated. His cock trembled as he stared down at her socks, his hands shaking as he held himself back, physically sweating and panting from the effort as he tried to ignore the temptation to disobey Goddess.

.........

Taylor was a drenched, barely conscious mess by the time Laura finally screamed out in ecstasy. He weakly looked up as Laura opened her bedroom door a few minutes later, letting her drag him into the shower as she hummed to herself, moaning as she stripped him down and helped him to his feet.

He winced as Laura turned on the shower, tensing up as Laura stripped and joined him. He drooled as he ogled her naked, glistening body, panting shamelessly as she lifted her arms above her head and ran her fingers through her hair. Laura licked her lips as Taylor wrapped his soft, pasty arms around her waist, rubbing her ass against his tiny dick and giggling as a small trickle of cum ran down her bubble butt.

“There you go. Bet it feels good to finally let loose, doesn't it?"

"Y-Yes, Goddess."

"Shhh. No more of that for now. I'm your honey bunny~"

Taylor grunted in agreement, gulping as Laura wiggled out of his arms. She picked up her shampoo bottle and grinned as she turned around, drizzling the oily white liquid onto her palms. She moaned playfully as she rubbed the shampoo on her body, rubbing her slick, soapy body against Taylor's, getting both of them covered in bubbly foam before stepping back into the water.

Taylor groaned as Laura rubbed her boobs against his chest, a dopey grin spreading across his face as she helped clean him off. He stumbled out of the shower once his body was clear of shampoo, drying himself off as Laura closed the shower curtain and added conditioner to her hair. He watched her shadow swaying behind the curtain, wheezing in delight as he imagined what she looked like behind it.

Taylor eagerly grabbed Laura's towel as she stepped out of the shower, drying off her body as she wrung out her hair. He spent a lot more time than necessary cleaning her feet, rubbing the towel between each of her toes and digging it into every crease of her soles. He huffed blissfully as Laura smacked him on the head, putting away her towel and following her out of the bathroom.

Taylor and Laura got dressed, holding hands as they walked downstairs. He ran off to the kitchen as Laura flopped onto the couch, sitting next to her as he set down the bowl of grapes he brought back with him. He fed Laura grapes as she scrolled through Tinder, letting out a perverted giggle as she wrapped her arm around his shoulder. He dug his fingers into her thigh in return, panting noisily as she grinned and pulled him closer. His eyes widened as she handed him her phone, and he gulped excitedly as she nudged him, urging him to make a choice.

“Pick one.”

“Y-Yes. U-Um… Uh...”

“Any day now, worm~”

“O-Ok! Him! David!”

“Ok. You sure? He might join in on the fun, you know.”

“I’m sure. V-Very sure.”

“Knew you’d say that. I'll make sure we don't get too rough. Just a few bruises, right on your big squishy tummy.”

“Thanks, Godde- uh, honey bunny.”

“Ahaha. Of course.”

Laura brought her hands down to Taylor's crotch, giggling as his eyes fluttered in bliss and he let out a loud moan. She squirmed happily as his hand crawled between her thighs a few seconds later, texting David as she crawled on top of her boyfriend, tossing her phone aside as she brought him into a sloppy kiss, wrinkling her nose as his mustache tickled her lip.

"Love you, my precious little worm."

"Love you too, honey bunny."