The Auction (Part II)
By Ordos Tsceri

"Now it's time for Lot Three," Lynette looked at the buxom blonde wearing a simple bra and white pair of lacy panties. "Jenny, if you would introduce yourself to your market." The woman smiled at the line.

She strode up to the podium, her perfect skin tanned to a sublime, flawless hue.

"Well, I was born a guy" Jenny said, surprising quite a few people in the audience. "But I loved women. More than just that, I wanted to have what they had… I was so envious… so six years ago I took all the money I'd been saving and hired a magician to change me." She wiggled her impressive breasts, visibly enjoying the feel of her boobs' bounce. "Best two hundred lorins I ever spent.

"Since then, I've been trying to experience as much as I could. I started with dresses, girl parties, flirting, and it was all amazing. Then there was the sex… Mmm…" she closed her eyes, one hand absently drifting to her left breast. Her attention returned to her audience an instant later, "if any of you are on the fence about the procedure, go for it!"

"Well, it just wasn't enough for me. I didn't resist becoming, ahem, promiscuous, but it wasn't enough. I just began to crave more and more, and then I found a few very interesting case studies in my magical law class; accounts of girls who were captured and transformed into sexual toys for depraved magicians and nobles. At first I just made a note of it and went on with my studies, but I kept finding my mind drawn back to it, again and again.

"Eventually, the curiosity of what it felt like got to be too much. Last Hallow's Eve I went to a party dressed as a love-doll, found a sofa and just acted inert and lifeless. It only took a few minutes before some of the guys got a bit drunk and thought I was a party favor. I must have been fucked a dozen times that night." She let out a whistful sight, "Best night of my life.

"Ever since then, I've been looking for a way to make that wonderful idea reality. I was actually one of the people to recommend this auction, and the first to volunteer." She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall to the floor alongside Alice's robe. Her large breasts were perky, and bounced invitingly as she adjusted her pose, smiling into the audience.

"I have two conditions. First, I want to be a sex object. Dildo, fuck-doll, sex-toy, something that'll see some action. Secondly, I want to be used. Often. As much as possible." With that she shed her panties revealing her shaven pussy, already visibly moist with the juices of her arousal. She struck a pose, running a hand across the supple curve of her hip, magnificent breasts presented lustfully to her audience.

"40,000 lorins!"

The audience was shocked by the colossal bid. All heads turned to the source, a woman who looked barely old enough to attend the university at the Phi-Optius sorority table. She was richly dressed in a blue and pink laced dress that complemented her long mane of rich golden curls. Her face was pretty in a similarly youthful manner, with soft pink lips and brilliant blue eyes that seemed alight with her energy. Her features and dress made her look rather young, but the effect was somewhat off-set by her prominent breasts. All heads had turned towards her, and the university-aged men and women who shared her table looked particularly shocked.

She stood up from her table, and as no one moved to top her bid she proceeded to the stage. Those few who were not distracted by the girl's brilliant golden curls, elegantly pretty dress, open and impressive breasts, or the peculiar gleam in her eyes noticed a peculiar bulge along her dress around her groin. She strode up to the podium with a determination and confidence unmatched by the other buyers, taking a microphone Lynette offered, gleaming all the while.

"My name is Julia. And Jenny's name used to be Billy MacMoore." There was a murmur from the audience, and a look of shocked surprise on the nude Jenny. Julia met her gaze and smiled wistfully, "I had a crush on him for the longest time. I used to dream about cuddling up in his arms… I fingered myself thinking about his lips, he was my childhood crush. I never really talked to him, or confronted him about my feelings, and I was heart-broken when he disappeared six years ago."

Deeply blushing, Julia put a hand on Jenny's shoulder. She moved her touch up Jenny's neck until she gently brushed her cheek. Lynette finally placed the strange look in Julia's eyes; she looked like a little girl who was finally going to take home that puppy in the window.

"I always assumed you just moved away, I never imagined you decided to become such a sexy girl." Jenny's lips wrapped around one Julia's fingers, and she brought her other hand up to brush away the hair from the lustful girl's face. Julia's eyes began to glisten with tears, of old sorrow or happiness Lynette wasn't quite sure. When she continued, Julia's voice had the slightest tremble to it.

"Four years ago I was diagnosed with Hermaphrophagias…"

The revelation took the audience by surprise, save for those at her sorority table whose reactions ranged from looking around nervously to clapping their support for Julia. Lynette let out an involuntary gasp, but quickly realized it explained the now rather prominent bulge under her dress. Julia blushed scarlet.

She withdrew her arms from Jenny's face, but held her hands firm as she continued, trembling on the verge of tears, "when I… lost my womanhood, I was devastated. I kept on thinking about Billy, how he'd never want a girl like me… how, how it could never happen. That was the hardest part, the part that made me, made me hate what my body had become. But now… now I can finally have you." She smiled, through her golden locks and the tears as Jenny cuddled up to her, her head tucked under Julia's chin, one arm wrapped around her buyer, the other wandering towards the alluring heat emanating from the bulge of her dress.

Julia turned towards the three magi, who had been watching the affairs with comparative indifference. "Can you make her a flesh-light? A pocket pussy?" Two of the magi looked towards the third, an elderly man, who contemplated the question only for an instant before responding, "What size?"

Julia looked embarrassed, and walked over to quietly discuss the specifics while Lynette turned towards Jenny, who didn't seem able to pull her fascinated gaze from her buyer. "Does this meet your specifications?"

She had to poke Jenny to get attention before she answered, "oh, gods yes… I remember her… she was always so beautiful, she was one of the reasons I decided on the change… and a symptom of the heramphrophage is a vastly increased libido… this is going to be heaven."

Lynette nodded, relieved. This particular lot had been a tad more dramatic than she'd been comfortable with. She'd worried that too much of a show would put people off and could hamper the remainder of the auction. However, a quick study of the audience put those fears to rest, and conjured up others. Most of the audience was transfixed on the events on stage. Conversations were being carried in hushed tones, but few people dared to take their eyes off the magi and Jenny. However, there were others moving around, in serious conversation with ballets and organizers scattered around the ballroom. She couldn't hear anything they said, of course, but the participants seemed very excited. It had actually been Jenny's idea to create extra copies of the wavier forms and bring along the magical-focus lawyers whose own brand of wizardry made the event legal, but Lynette had thought even finding these six volunteers was a long-shot of astronomical proportions. Suddenly, she wasn't quite so certain…

"We are ready to begin," the eldest magi pronounced after a huddled conference with Julia. Julia lightly stepped to the side of stage, eyes fixed on Jenny as the magi surrounded her.

This is it, Jenny thought as the chanting of the magi enveloped her, strange light seeping into her vision. Realizing this was probably the last chance she'd ever have to move, she decided the ability was best spent with one hand on her tit and one on her clit. She had expected the magi to object, but they seemed to pay her actions no mind. The familiar, wonderful sensation of her soft breast in her hand and her dancing fingers over the magical button of her slit were comforting. The movements came easy as the magic worked over her. Too easy, in fact.

As her excitement approached peak, she realized something wasn't right. Bending her head over to look down, she was shocked to see that the fingers that had been expertly tickling her womanhood were stuck, melting into the lips of her labia. She tried to move them away, but found her arm and hand unresponsive. She could only feel a soft, warm glow registering from her fingers as they flowed into her body, quickly followed by her hand that had come to rest on her thigh, but the sensation was overridden by the growing excitement emanating from her womanhood. She had brought herself near peak, but the sensation wasn't diminishing, and she no longer had facility to bring it to climax. She tried to move her other hand, only to realize it has already been claimed entirely by her breast, her wrist now actively flowing into the delightful orb on her chest.

The change had already begun, and Jenny felt compelled to continue masturbating. She tried to go through the motions, but this only served to hasten the absorption of her arms as they melted across her thigh, flank, and breasts. It a matter of seconds they were gone entirely, her shoulders absolutely smooth, and the feeling of warmth from her absorbed limbs was entirely dwarfed by a growing sexual desire.

Suddenly the room seemed to shift. Jenny wobbled momentarily, unsure of her balance until she realized the same warmth her arms had left was now coming from her thighs. Looking down she saw her legs melt upward into her hips. She was able to steady herself on her feat, giggling slightly at the bizarre feeling, until they too melted into her body, leaving her as a limbless torso and head.

The next phase of the spell hit Jenny as she was experimentally wriggling her limbless form. This time there was no subtle suggestion, she could feel the tingling sensation of the magic as it worked. It found its way to her slit and magnified the burning desire of her already hungry pussy. Jenny felt horny in a way she never had before as a corner of her mind noted that the magi were getting proportionately larger again. She desperately wanted to finger herself, to stroke her clit or nipples to beget explosive relief, and her complete inability to help herself in her new limbless form only aroused her further.

And then the first peak washed over her. The sensation filled every fiber in her body with ecstasy, but it wasn't quite an orgasm. In its scope, it seemed far greater, but it didn't diminish her desire at all. Jenny had always been rather quiet in bed, and the first peak only served to elicit a sharp inhale a tremulous moan, but the second peak prompted her to audibly gasp.

Her breathing had changed from the quick power breaths of a woman in coitus to something much slower, quite despite her ever building arousal and excitement. The tingling had grown more noticeable, merging with the arousal burning from her sex until the sensation to fill her entire torso. Looking down between the throes of her ecstasy Jenny finally saw why; her body had become some manner of red-hued, translucent material. She could see through the curves of her breasts the slope of her perk butt cheeks, and the flow of her spine, and what seemed to be a hollow bubble building up inside her. Her glimpse lasted only a moment before a final peak hit her, forcing her to scream in pleasure and ark her head up.

The tickling of the working magic washed over her head with her face howling in rapture at the ceiling, her formerly luxurious blond hair cascaded down to her shoulder blades where it too became the clear, hard plastic of the rest of her body. Jenny's lips were frozen open in an exultant howl of pleasure, her hard red features trapped in a moment of perpetual bliss.

Her new form felt amazing. The sensation of her womanhood seemed to resonate throughout every fiber of her new being, but through it all she could still feel some other changes being made to her form. She felt her torso lengthen a bit, but most importantly she felt the groove of her slit change. It grew, the lower end creeping across her taint, absorbing her now useless anus, and expanding up the crack of her sculpted ass. It wasn't long until her entire lower region had become her sex, a glorious vagina that lead into the strange hollow that made up most of her form. The labia didn't feel like the rest of her; although the sensations it transmitted to her simply resting on the floor filled her being with arousal, she could register that it was soft, yielding, and tangibly warm.

With that, the transformation ended. Jenny stood on the slit of her womanhood, encompassing her entire bottom. It transitioned seamlessly to her ruby-red, somewhat transparent ass, and that continued to a rendition of her torso, somewhat elongated. At the top of the tube she had become her proud breasts bulged to scale, and her armless shoulder numbs transitioned smoothly to her face and head, locked forever in an expression of orgasm.

'Holy shit, it's happened… this feels amazing', Jenny thought to herself, fighting over the arousal that radiated throughout her being.

Julia approached her purchase, giving Jenny an exceptional view of the formal white dress shoes she had worn. Julia bent downward and picked up Jenny in both hands, carefully as though she might suddenly bolt into movement or slither away. Her slender, feminine hands felt amazing as they wrapped around Jenny's long torso. No sooner had she held Jenny to eye level than Julia's pinky finger found its way into Jenny's opening. If she had still been animate, Jenny would have gasped at the sensation.

"The mass transition was a bit tricky, but we were able to tap what we didn't use as a font for some rather desirable features," the chief mage said as Julia admired her new toy.

"Features?"

"She's very… realistic. Go on, head to the restroom and, ahem, try her out."

Julia's pretty face blushed scarlet, but she nodded and, clutching Jenny to her breasts, hurried off to the restroom. The audience laughed, although there were more than a few cheers thrown in.

The lady's room was blessedly empty when Julia arrived. She found a stall and locked the door before carefully setting Jenny on the ground. Biting her lip in embarrassment, she quickly undid her skirt and moved away the lower portions of her blouse, releasing the erection she had been trying to hide all night. Jenny's position on the ground gave her an excellent view of her owner's penis. Had she still been made of flesh and blood, the sight would have made Jenny wet on the spot. She had known quite a few guys who sported smaller packages than the blushing Julia. Indeed, something the size and girth of the girl's rod might have crossed the line from impressive to uncomfortable had Jenny still been a girl. Now, though, her mind was entirely focused on the throbbing cock with a desire made all the more delicious for complete inability to act on it.

Julia picked Jenny up and took a seat on the closed toilet. She ran her fingers over the length of Jenny's ruby torso, over her cute navel, around her beautifully sculpted ass, and across the bust of her breasts. Her touch sent shivers of delight coursing through Jenny, who wanted nothing more than to pounce on Julia's rod. Julia's attention moved to Jenny's frozen face, which she traced lightly with her finger. "I've wanted you for so long," she whispered, the slightest hint of a tear welling up along the corner of her eye, and a smile creeping across her lips.

She planted one kiss on Jenny, touching the entirety of her face with her lips and sending Jenny in a dizzying flush of desire.

Pulling Jenny away, Julia got to business. With her right hand she grasped Jenny tightly along her upper torso, her breasts giving her an excellent grip. She positioned Jenny's body perpendicular to her lap, and gently lowered her base onto her throbbing shaft.

The moment of contact was exhilarating. If she had still been a woman Jenny would have orgasmed on the spot, but as a plastic toy it drove her to heights of sensation she could scarcely comprehend. Julia found the pussy warm and soft, far more-so than she would have expected from the look of it. The lips of the labia felt real, flushed with vital lifeblood and warm to the touch. It yielded to her prodding with the exact same resistance as hers had yielded to a dildo in her youth, before her illness.

After a few more experimental dips which had the tip of her glans bubbling with precum, she took a breath and pulled Jenny fully onto her shaft. She yelped at the sensation, in surprise and exhilaration. Jenny's interior didn't feel like some plastic toy; she was warm, tight, moist, and in contrast to her hard exterior the cavity than the length of her new form was soft and malleable. Julia pulled Jenny down until her lips were at the base of her shaft, bringing the tip of Julia's cock just below Jenny's frozen head. She was a perfect fit. She even seemed to apply pressure along the length of Julia's shaft. If she didn't know better, she could even swear that Jenny was massaging her.

For Jenny it was heaven. It was perfection. The magnificent penis was almost as big as she was, and it filled her perfectly. It felt hot through her, and just as it filled her cavity it filled her mind and spirit with exultant bliss. She felt filled as she never had been as either an experimental guy or a girl. Even more than anything she had while she was still human, Julia's cock completed her. All she wanted was more. She hugged the magnificent cock with the force of her will, her insides seeming to grasp onto it and embrace it.

Julia pulled Jenny off the base up to about mid-way up her shaft, and then thrust into her again. And again. Each cycle bringing new peaks to her arousal and driving Jenny into realms of rapture unimagined. Finally, after a time that seemed both like age and an instant Julia erupted in an orgasm that sent streaming white good up through Jenny's head and out of her opened mouth. For the first time since her transformation, Jenny truly orgasmed as well, embracing unimagined peaks of ecstasy that reverberated throughout her entire plastic body before fading away into blessed release. For a moment, they both relaxed in the afterglow, alone in the stall.

After a couple minutes, Julia pulled Jenny off her now limp penis. She noted that her cock glistened with what appeared to be vaginal juices. The liquid even smelled of female sex when she brought some up to her nose on her finger. She wiped her penis clean and pulled her skirt back on before returning her attention to Jenny. Evidently, her cum had shot through Jenny's head and poured of her mouth open mouth. Some had landed on the stall's floor, but more still clung to Jenny's face and head. With another tick of embarrassment coloring her cheeks, Julia ran her tongue of Jenny's face, lapping up a bit of her own sexual juices. A guilty pleasure, but Julia always viewed enjoying the sweet, salty taste of her own cum as somehow reaffirming that she was still a woman.

She walked over to the sink to rinse Jenny clean. As she ran water through Jenny's plastic form, she looked up into the mirror and realized she was smiling. And why shouldn't she be? Her girlhood crush was now her willing, permanent fuck-toy, fully accommodating the anatomy she unexpectedly and unwillingly acquired in late adolescence, and working with it perfectly. She gave Jenny one more quick kiss and put her in her purse.

The purse was dark, even to the strange magical vision Jenny retained as a fuck-toy. She bumped against Julia's wallet, her makeup kit, an appointment book, and some other things she couldn't quite identify. She couldn't move, and her vague arousal still tickled at her mind. She was being treated like an object, and the full force of the realization struck her; she was just an object. The complete understanding of that fact, that she'd never move again, that she was a woman's property being stored in a purse between sessions of blissful contact after which she'd be stored again only heightened her arousal. Jenny the fuck-tube was already eagerly awaiting her owner's attention, bubbling away in her own sea of lust.

As she returned to the stage to the cheers of the audience filled with afterglow and something deeper. For the first time, she felt at peace with her body. It wasn't what she would have wanted, but with Jenny it had become a marvelous gateway to untold enjoyment.

"Thank you all so much," she told the three mages. "You have no idea what this means to me."

"Another happy customer!" Lyn commented, returning to the podium. "If you would just move over to our good Mr. Burke to the left of the stage he'll work out your payment."

"Only three volunteers left, so let's move on to Lot Four!"