There were few women of Tracie Gendry’s caliber—though then again, there were few women who applied themselves to the same extent she did. At least, that’s what the privileged woman told herself, not willing to admit that her position was earned entirely through her parent’s investments for her.

She did attribute some of her successes to them, but then again, she also thought everyone had a few hundred thousand dollars for education and making a start-up hedge fund organization. In her words, people who didn’t reach her status were losers.

And yet she found herself having to deal with such losers day after day, especially now, in the middle of the park. Some black bimbo had called her out for not picking up her dog’s stool; but that was something for lesser people. Didn’t this woman know that her tax dollars covered the maintenance costs of this park?

“It’s not that much work to keep the park clean! That’s all I’m telling you!” The dark-skinned jogger exclaimed, pointing to Tracie’s Doberman aggravatedly. “You can’t just let him shit wherever he pleases!”

Tracie scoffed haughtily, lifting her hand to her chest as though she was insulted. “I’ll have you know that my Zeus is more than your common mutt! Why, with the food he eats, you should be glad for him to be gracing this dingy park with his stool!”

The jogger groaned, massaging her temples. “Look… I don’t think that you get the point here. People aren’t supposed to let their dogs run amok in the park, no matter what they eat, or who they belong to. And if you don’t ease up on your tone, I might find myself doing something I regret.”

The words hung in the air between the two women, and Tracie glared at the offending woman. Who did she think she was talking to, anyways?

“You’ll do something you’ll regret?” Tracie scoffed. “You think you’ll make me regret something? If you think you’re such hot shit, then I dare you. I dare you to tell me your name and your job, and we’ll just see if you have them tomorrow morning.”

The jogger pursed her lips, and Tracie basked in the revels of her inevitable victory. It felt good, more than good to win in this as she’d won in all things prior. She loved the moment where the lower class realized the futility of their protests—hell, she lived for it!

But then the woman glared up at her, a spark of something like defiance forming in her eyes. “You asked for this.” She glared, crossing her arms.

“Oh? This is cute, you actually think you hold some power over me. Well, if you’re so important; then please, tell me why I’ll regret this. But be careful what you say… After all, I have friends in the district attorney’s office.” Tracie smirked, smugly awaiting her answer.

This was the moment when so many people failed, when the lower class would falter. The jogger would recognize the mistake of defiance, then begin to slink away like countless others had in the past. But, much to Tracie’s surprise, the woman’s gaze only hardened further.

“I am Alexa Delmond, of the Delmond house of voodoo and magic. That is my name, my title, and my profession.” She spoke confidently, as though her words completely insane. “And you have this one chance to apologize before me.”

“Apologize?” Tracie sniggered. “Apologize? Why in the hell would I do that? Because you believe in magic and superstition? Grow up.”

With that, Tracie cockily strutted past the woman, planning to have ‘Alexa’ arrested if she did anything stupid. To her delight and displeasure alike, Alexa didn’t do anything of the sort, and Tracie sighed, shaking her head. Pity; she’d have loved to see some much-needed police brutality around here.

Then the socialite realized that her legs weren’t moving any more, and she whimpered in surprise, wobbling her arms as she almost lost her balance. Zeus whimpered from beside her, and she looked down to find that the Doberman was similarly frozen.

“W-what’s going on? Did you drug me?” Tracie shrieked, fumbling for her purse to call the police. But the second her fingers grazed against its leather, the purse burst into flames. Carla shrieked, but her skin wasn’t touched by the fire—though her clothing certainly was.

It was like she’d doused her clothes in gasoline, the flame greedily licking along her clothes until she was completely naked. It even spread to Zeus’s leash, making her dog whine in time with her as they were both left bare in the park.

Tracie’s only comfort was that the park was empty—though that thought brought with it another wave of panic. If it was empty, that meant that there wouldn’t be any witnesses or bystanders, meaning there was nobody around to help her!

“Is something the matter?” Alexa smirked, running a hand along Tracie’s back and sending shivers down her spine. “You know… I think that I know just what I’m going to do with you.”

“W-what? What are you going to do? Please, I have money!” Tracie found herself begging, something that she’d never done before in her life. “Please, a poor bitch like you must be in need of cash, right?”

Alexa actually snorted with laughter at that, walking past her imprisoned prey cockily. “You’re really bad at this ‘pleading for your life’ thing, you know.” She clicked her fingers as she walked, and Tracie found herself moving along behind the woman, her pace in time with Alexa’s.

“Oh God, I can’t control my legs… Help! HELP!” Tracie tried desperately, finding that only silence greeted her cries. Worse, Alexa was walking them deeper into the park, where even less people were likely to be.

The witch didn’t even try to shut her up, and Tracie whimpered as she followed behind Alexa, finding herself walking up to a clearing in the middle of the park, devoid of everything save a small pond.

“Right about… Here…” Alexa nodded, looking back to Tracie with a smug grin. “Tell me, do you know of the myth of Zeus and Europa?”

Tracie swallowed, nodding fearfully as her body continued to refuse her commands. “Y-yes… It’s the one where the Greek god of thunder becomes a bull so he can have sex, right?”

“Top of the class!” Alexa grinned, waving her hand towards the pond with a smile on her face as her trapped prey walked slowly towards its shallow depth.

“Wait! What does that have to do with anything?” Tracie swallowed, her heart hammering in her chest as she and Zeus entered the pond together. Then she lowered herself to all fours, and the woman realized what was to come next. “Oh please, no…”

“No? But you even named your dog to match!” Alexa laughed scornfully, moving her hands as though he was controlling a marionette’s strings.

Tracie whimpered as her dog mounted her, his panting breaths seeming to fill the air around her as his cock hardened, pressing against his master’s entrance. Tracie could feel it twitching behind her, and she whimpered with distaste as her dog’s hips began to move inexorably towards her.

“Money! Power! Status!” Tracie cried, tears beginning to slip down her cheeks as she realized that there was no escaping this fate. “All of it, yours!”

“And what use have I for such things?” Alexa laughed scornfully. “No, I think that I would much rather have the memories of this… And have both of you leave a lasting impression on the park.”

Before Tracie could ruminate on the woman’s words, Zeus thrust fully into her, and she screamed at the feeling of his hot length. He wasn’t the best lover she’d had, but his animal roughness brought a new passion to the table that she hadn’t had in years!

The woman moaned despite herself, sobbing in horror a moment later as she realized that she was being fucked by an animal; by something she’d considered a pet no more than a few seconds ago. Worse, her dog seemed to be enjoying this, his breaths growing deeper and more ragged behind her, almost becoming deep-throated bellows.

Tracie tried to shut her eyes to block out the feeling of his hard cock inside her folds, his weight against her back, the slapping of his pendulous balls against her ass. And yet the more she tried to ignore Zeus’s onslaught of pleasure, the more his cock seemed to swell within her, stretching her tighter and tighter.

A whimper escaped her lips and Tracie looked down in horrified shame, only for her eyes to widen a second later at the sight of a pair of bovine hooves flanking her, the two growing larger and larger by the second. She frantically looked behind her and almost screamed at the sight of a half-dog-half-bull, horns poking from her Doberman’s head as he continued to pant, screwing his former owner with gusto.

“OH MY GOD! WHAT THE HELL?” Tracie screamed in fear.

“And Europa finds her voice.” Alexa crooned triumphantly. “Was this how you thought our little confrontation would end?” She asked with a smirk, clicking her fingers again.

Tracie screamed once more, this time in pain as Zeus’s cock roughly expanded within her pussy, bringing her past any pleasure and into pain. “SO TIGHT! IT HURTS! IT HUUURRRTS!”

Zeus, now completely a bull, simply snorted, tossing his head and letting out a bellow as he hilted himself within Tracie. Then he stopped moving entirely, as though he was frozen.

Tracie hardly noticed, screaming until her lungs felt like they would give out. It was so painful; so much worse than anything she’d ever had in her life before! She just wanted the pain to end, wanted the abominable pressure in her pussy to stop!

And as though Alexa had somehow read Tracie’s thoughts, her wish was granted. The pain stopped on the spot, and Tracie let out a sigh of relief as she started to catch her breath. But, much to her surprise, the numbness didn’t stop at her pussy. Instead, it kept flowing along her body, caressing her hips and running up her belly and down her legs at the same time.

Tracie moaned with discomfort, shuddering as she felt her body grow numb, like everything below her shoulders had fallen asleep at the same time. The tingling spread to her arms and she looked down to see the cause, immediately regretting her decision.

Gold spread down her arm like it was being poured down herself, leaving nothing but numbness in its wake. It was like she was turning into the glimmering material, and Tracie’s eyes bulged with shock at the sight. She looked back up to find that her dog-turned-bull had already been frozen into a statue, his mouth still open mid-bellow, tongue hanging from his muzzle.

The animal was nothing more than a golden statue now… And Tracie got the distinct impression that she’d soon follow suit.

Sure enough, her chest cramped, the gold flowing down from her back as if it was waiting for her to notice. Her breasts hardened beneath herself as her body filled with solid gold, and all the air in her body left her slack-jawed mouth in a rush, leaving her a golden statue from toe to shoulder.

She looked back up to Alexa pleadingly, her mouth silently working as she struggled to think of something to say. She didn’t even know if she could still speak, though something told her that Alexa wouldn’t take her ability to speak away just yet. No, the witch wanted to hear her scream…

It was hardly a comforting thought, and the fear that ensued snatched away Tracie’s every protest, leaving her with nothing to say, save “I’m becoming gold?”

Alexa chuckled, clapping her hands together delightedly. “I figured that a rich girl like you would want only the best, so I’ve crafted you out of a very strong, very resilient form of gold.”

“B-but I don’t want to be a statue…” Tracie hiccupped, fear sinking into her heart once more. She’d never thought that she could feel claustrophobic in the middle of an open field before, but today was a day of many firsts.

“Oh? And whoever said that you’d be a statue?” Alexa smirked.

Tracie opened her mouth to ask what the witch was talking about; then she felt it, an onrush of pressure starting in her pussy, where Zeus’s cock was firmly hilted in her frozen pussy. It was like he was coming inside her, water flowing from his cock into her body, slightly hollowing her out as it flowed through herself.

The liquid shot swirled in her hips for a moment, some of it squirting out from where the two golden lovers became one, then it pushed up through her back, coursing through herself until it reached her chest. There it began to swirl once more, filling her frozen breasts.

For a moment, it was almost pleasurable. It was like having a massage but on the inside of her body, and Tracie let out a faint sigh of relief. Then the pressure began to build as more and more water built up within herself, pooling up and causing a rapidly intensifying pain.

“AAAAHHHH! NOOOO, WHYYYY!!!” Tracie screamed once more, shrieking at the top of her lungs.

“Hm? If you want me to help you, you’ll need to tell me what’s wrong…” Alexa grinned, the look in her eyes telling Tracie that she knew full well what was wrong.

For a moment, Tracie considered not giving her the satisfaction of an answer. But the pain was indescribable. It was beyond anything she’d felt in her life before; beyond anything she’d ever thought she’d feel in her life!

“P-PRESSURE! THERE’S SO MUCH PRESSURE IN MY BREASTS IT HURTS!” She shrieked, tears slipping freely down her cheeks. “PLEASE I FEEL LIKE THEY’RE GOING TO EXPLODE!”

“Oh, isn’t that such a shame.” Alexa chuckled ruefully. “You know, I seem to recall you telling me I’d feel sorry at the end of this. And yet, here I am enjoying myself...” She walked closer to the screaming woman, petting her frozen shoulders. “So does that mean that you’re the one who’s feeling sorry?”

“F-FUCK YOU! JUST KILL ME YOU BITCH!” Tracie wailed, unable to even glare at the witch.

“Oh, and what fun would that be? You know… I think I could just leave you like this. Wouldn’t that be fun?” Alexa turned as if to leave, and Tracie’s eyes bulged with shock.

“NO! PLEASE! I’M SORRY I’M SORRY I’M SORRYYYYYYY!”

Alexa stopped, turning to reveal a languid grin on her face. “Ah… And there it is.”

The water within Tracie’s breasts built to an even greater pressure, and for a moment she thought that she really would explode. Then the liquid blasted out through her nipples, turning her cries from pain into blissful relief, a euphoria even greater than orgasm filling her mind.

The pressure was still there thanks to the constant flow of water, and yet it was nothing like the build-up she’d felt moments before, letting her sigh in relief, a sigh that was soon interrupted by an onrush of water.

It was like the dam that had broken in her breasts had also broken one in her neck, and water surged out through Tracie’s throat. “W-wait, but I appphbt! I apologithbbbth!” The woman found speaking next to impossible as water began to fill her mouth at a faster rate than she could spit it out, and in seconds a jet of water poured out from her throat, silencing her and forcing her mouth uncomfortably wide open.

“Oh… Did you not think that I’d finish the job? Or that I’d change you back?” Alexa cruelly smirked as Tracie’s still-human head started to transform, gold rushing up to cover her completely, locking her eyes forward, forever leaving her mouth open.

Tracie wanted to scream; wanted to protest. But all she could do was spit out water, trapped to silence as her dangling hair solidified. As if to add insult to injury, warm water began to splash down onto the back of her neck from above, and she realized it was coming from Zeus’s still-open mouth, an eternal drip of drool cascading onto the back of her neck.

“Don’t worry about your dog, by the way. He’ll be with you forever, and unlike you, I’ve made sure that he only feels the greatest heights of pleasure.” Alexa sniggered at the dumb look on Tracie’s frozen face. “I’m not a total monster, you know.”

Tracie could only watch silently, praying that the woman would finish the job and erase her mind forever. But instead, the woman simply turned to leave, waving past her shoulder.

“Have fun with your new forever!”

Tracie wanted to plead with Alexa; to beg her to come back and change her back. Tracie had learned her lesson, she wouldn’t be so haughty anymore!

And yet she couldn’t so much as budge; couldn’t move; couldn’t even blink. She was trapped forever like this, spitting up and lactating water while a golden bull drooled onto her and came inside her, trapped as a humiliating statue.

She was damned to a life of eternal humiliation, brought down simply because she pissed off the wrong person.