The Buxom Belle was one small bar that was dwarfed by neighbouring buildings and this seemed to have it be ignored by the people around. It was a simple building looking from the outside, made of reddish-brown bricks and with no windows to look inside. One could even call it bland if it was compared to other more modern constructions or older ones that managed to achieve a personality and a presence of its own, be it because of its height, its design or, in case of the older buildings, its venerable presence. However, once one entered and closed the white doors behind, the whole place changed completely. Perhaps it was due to the decoration, the people that attended it or what happened in a place far from prying eyes; or it could be a combination of all. The place had a simple yet elegant design. Simple but effective furniture that went along with its white colour, stools and tables effectively blending their colours with some brown on the wall. The glasses and bottles blended just as well, empty containers being almost invisible until they were noticed and the bottles that had liquid in them never going out of tune with the general colour pattern.

The decoration was where it started to get interesting. Although it was sparse, it was unique, attractive and eye-catching to say the least. On the wall there were two pictures, which showed nude women striking erotic poses while looking with a lusty gaze at anyone that would look their way, and if one was keen enough it would notice soon enough that those same women had served as models for the statues that dotted the place. There were six of them, shiny smooth chrome beauties that reflected the light around them with their curves. Two stood in different parts of the room, each holding high a ball that illuminated the room, while other two stood near the entrance lighting the place with their own lamps. These four were remarkably similar, but still recognizable. One had a bob-cut, other a long lustrous mane and the other two had a long hair that reached their shoulders, a middle point between the other pair. The remaining two stood by the door, striking sexy poses that would draw any and all eyes to them. Their hairstyles were more elaborated too, one having a long ponytail while the rest of the hair mimicked a bob-cut with two locks that fell to her very heavy bust while the other had her long hair free, her face framed by two shorter braids. The last statue was a golden beauty that stood behind the counter, a voluptuous and curvy golden woman that was cupping her big breasts with her hands while smiling. She was also remarkably similar to the blonde woman that stood behind the counter, which was ogling her every moment she could, sometimes sending her way a caress or a peck. Not that the rest of the women would notice though, as they were already engaged among them, some getting very friendly with their partners.

And finally, the people inside were their own sight to behold. Currently there were six of them, not counting the blonde behind the counter and the newest two arrivals. Much like the decoration, they were similar in appearance, but each had something to make her stand out. A blonde with short straight hair was getting along with an equally sensual brunette with a wavy light brown mane; another blonde, this one with long straight hair was flirting with a redhead with long wavy hair, the locks of them both framing their faces, although their eyes were focused elsewhere. The last two were where one’s perception would be put to the test, since the two women looked incredibly similar, to the point that it was difficult to tell them apart. They were two blondes, as well endowed and curvy as the rest of the women, and even their hairstyles matched, both of them having almost completely shaved their hair on the sides of their heads, leaving it only on the top, this being combed backwards and tied into a ponytail. The main difference was that one ponytail was slightly shorter than the other, and that one’s skin was paler than the others. Had it not been for those two tiny details, they could have passed for twin sisters, or even clones.

The last two arrivals surveyed the scene from the entrance. Things were going along smoothly, the air was starting to feel warm and horny, the drinks had done their part lifting everyone’s spirits and the girls were starting to know their partners all too well. One of the new arrivals was a brunette buxom, her hair in a bob-cut, her revealing clothes open and her eyes full of lust and anticipation. The other, a pink haired vixen, was just as good looking as her, and was licking her full lips in anticipation as well.

- I have to say Blue, this whole business came out of nowhere.

- But you know you love it.

- Of course I do, but when you first called me over due to the whole lamp thing…

- What? It’s a once in a lifetime opportunity, I was not going to throw it away.

- Although, I did not expect Lucy to step in.

- Neither did I, but she certainly has some unique ideas. She was always a narcissus, but looking at her now, she would run her hands all over her gold self.

Both women looked at the blonde behind the bar, who tried to keep some composure while teasing her golden image that stood next to her behind the counter. They saw her caress and kiss her, breaking her tits free from what little clothing she had on her to squeeze her big breasts against the statue’s cupping pair, the blonde sighing in delight.

- She certainly is something, huh?

- You got that right Pinky. And speaking of which… -Blue turned around and faced one of the two chrome beauties that were not holding a lamp- you two and your posse certainly are something, aren’t you?

She lovingly threw her arms around the shoulders of the statue, pressing her big breasts against the statue’s metallic orbs and giving her a gentle kiss. They were completely still, and yet they felt warm and full of energy, ready to return the love she had just received.

- That was quite the deal we reached, let’s make sure everyone holds up her part alright? This show is on us, but later you better take good care of us. Very good and loving care…

Pinky put an arm around Blue’s waist, pressing their bodies together. The atmosphere was taking full effect on them, the rest of the women were more than ready to go. Any clothing they previously wore had been discarded and now stood completely nude, starting to get intimate with each other while Lucy was getting more and more invested on her golden idol. Discarding their own clothes, Blue and Pinky joined them as nudes, both of them ready to complete their part of the bargain, as the genies had done with theirs by providing a place and an atmosphere.

- Let’s get this ball rolling.

- Let’s do it girl.

As both of them snapped their fingers, changes sped up, the libido and lust of the women running wild and driving them towards the climax whether they wanted or not, Blue and Pinky being part of this. As an omen of what was to come the supposedly frozen statues of the genies had switched pose, now tangled with each other and blocking the door. There was only one way forward. It wasn’t about the destination but about enjoying the ride, since they were to become a collection piece, their final destination being in the genies’ gallery. However, with each kiss, caress and gesture they made they sped up the process constantly, making it hard to find a balance between pleasure and the pace of the transformation. Their curvy bodies moved, their breasts bounced and the women explored every single inch of their lovers, enjoying each other while they were still mobile. Their bodies started changing colour and texture at a steady pace, some turning into stone, some changing into shiny metal, but every single one of them was loving every second of it.
A surprised sound briefly attracted everyone’s attention towards its origin, this being Lucy and her golden lover. With the atmosphere that permeated the whole bar, Lucy’s golden clone, previously a frozen statue, had come alive, and was returning all of the love she had received tenfold. Lucy for her part was all to delighted with her now active lover, the blonde lost in the bliss of the changes that were manifesting on her body, swiftly changing her into a mirror image of her lover. The blonde woman took on a metallic sheen and a golden colour as she hardened into a golden statue herself, her expression only changing between delight and ecstasy while doing so. However, such passionate lovemaking meant that her time was short, and somehow the two golden women managed to end up in a nice pose as they froze on the spot. The rest of the girls were unable to tell them apart, the golden women being completely identical, an exact image of her lover. The only distinction was their pose. One of them had her hand firmly planted on her lover’s bubbly butt cheeks, while the other had thrown her hands around her lover’s hourglass waist, her hand now being a lock that held them together. And despite them being immobile, they seemed to vibrate with passion.

From their position, Blue and Pinky watched the show unfold, the other three couples trying to come to an agreement whether they should find a balanced pace to enjoy during a longer time or just mimic the golden women and enjoy a short wild ride. It was then when Pinky noticed that Blue’s body was tense.

- What’s wrong? No chickening out!

- Nothing wrong, its just that… well, I guess there’s a first time for everything.

- What? Really?

- Usually I’m the one doing the transforming, not the transformed.

Pinky smiled broadly while she kissed Blue with burning passion, or perhaps it was due to the effects of the spell. Most likely, a mixture of both, considering that in a sense she still was at her current lover’s place.

- Then allow me to take the lead while we enjoy the show.

As Pinky got to work, Blue decided to be led around just this once, and to enjoy the vistas on the meanwhile. The other three couples were already starting to show clear signs of transformation. The bob-cut blonde had started to take on a light brownish colour, going well with her blonde, while her redhead lover was showing the brown colour of copper or bronze. The blonde with straight long hair was taking a polished white colour while her own redhead was becoming red all over, both of them taking stony textures on their bodies. The last pair, the almost complete lookalike blondes, seemed to be following the path that Lucy had gone through, the main difference between them being that they were different shade of grey, one lighter and her partner darker.
Lost in pleasure, she managed to acknowledge that both herself and her lover, currently on her knees and working on her nether parts, were changing too. While Pinky seemed to be completely honouring her name as she became pinkish marble, Blue saw and felt her own body become a glossy dark blue. She cupped her own breasts, feeling them as the massive stone orbs they had become, but they were strangely light and malleable, still retaining the properties of flesh. However, that was changing, as it was gradually becoming harder to move freely, their new statues claiming them soon enough.
From her position, she saw the lookalike blondes transform completely, ending as a pair of grey stone statues. Their pose was simple and yet, expressive as it could be. They were kissing passionately, each having one hand on their lover’s round butt cheeks while the other hand clasped one pebble-like nipple.
Not wanting to owe anything, Blue made Pinky stand up facing her. She was almost completely petrified, and she was also too, which meant she had to work quickly. Giving her a passionate kiss, she used her left arm to rub their petrifying bodies together, while she used her free hand to return the favour to her lover. Letting out a muffled moan while not breaking the kiss, Pinky approved, using her hands to caress both Blue’s and her own hardening curves. When they finally broke the kiss, they looked around once more, noticing that only one pair remained mobile beside them, and their time was running out too.

The bob-cut blonde and her redhead lover were now the newest pair of statues, the blonde having hardened into a light brown stone statue while the long-haired redhead was now a brown statue of metal, one pressed against the other. The stone woman seemed to have been surprised at the last minute, her face conveying delight and slight surprise while her hands were on her lover’s butt and shoulder. The metallic woman for her part had enveloped her lover with her right leg, or had tried to do so, now standing in her left leg with the other one in the air and requiring her lover to stand up. She had claimed her lover’s round butt-cheeks with her hands, the two of them forming an unbreakable pair now. But the most curious thing was that they had frozen completely before managing to finish the pose, since they were so close to kissing but they had petrified completely before managing to do so, now standing so close and yet so far from each other’s unmoving lips.
And right on cue, one last sigh of pleasure signalled both Blue and Pinky that they were the only moving women on the place. Managing to turn around to see the last couple’s pose, the blue and pink statues couldn’t help but sigh themselves, both in delight of the vistas and the pleasure running through them. The blonde with the long straight hair and her own redhead lover had petrified into two stone statues, the blonde being now glossy white marble while her lover was a glossy red stone statue. Their pose wasn’t as erotic as others, but it was elegant and had an eroticism of its own. They were standing one in front of the other, their bodies pressed together while they squeezed their enormous stone orbs against her lovers, using their hands to cup both their own and their lover’s pair of stone boobs. Their faces had been petrified in an expression that mixed a kind and sultry smile, a lustful look in their now blank eyes and delight in their faces. Definitely each pair had its own way of standing out from the rest while managing to keep the group together, now it was up to them to finish the ensemble.

- Let’s… go…

- Yes…

It was hard to even talk by this point, their voices nothing but a whisper loud enough to hear each other. Moving in a painfully slow speed, they faced each other, slowly but surely managing to pose themselves. Pinky pressed her body against Blue’s while she held her left leg in the air, allowing Blue to hold it up with her right arm while she used her left to envelop Pinky’s waist, she would get to know her hourglass waist very well. Pinky for her part slid her right arm around Blue’s shoulders, making sure she would stand up, and used her left hand to get a hold of Blue’s right breast, making it so that Blue’s left tit and her own right one pressed against each other as they hardened. Their faces managed one last expression of sexual delight and kindness as they completely petrified, leaving Pinky as a statue of pink marble and Blue as a statue of glossy dark blue stone.

There were no animate women left in the bar, although that in no way meant it was over for them. True to their word, the genies had kept them alive and conscious, the women trapped within their own statues and enjoying the best orgasm they could. The moment they petrified the spell pushed into a full-blown orgasm, and each of them having a partner only ensured they would have an immediate feedback loop, one statue feeding the other’s pleasure while being fed by her lover. Locked in an unending pleasure, the women could only shriek in their minds and in their lover’s, not caring about anything else even as they were enveloped by a thick mist, eventually disappearing and reappearing in the genies’ gallery, where they all shared a pedestal, becoming a set of statues of their own.

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Blue awoke lazily in her home. She hadn’t felt this good in quite some time, and considering the antics she usually was involved in, it was quite something. She stood up and stretched her body, waltzing around her place in her full nude glory, taking a good look at the statues she had collected over time. Each of them a past girlfriend that now belonged to her, a memento of a past relationship. She couldn’t help but look them in a different light, considering that somewhere she was in their exact same situation; a petrified beauty at the mercy of two beings that were a strange middle point between genie, succubus and sculptress. Although, if her memories were anything to go by, she was in a very good and loving care. She wouldn’t mind at all if their paths crossed again… and on that note, being petrified had been a very nice change of pace. She would have to try it more often.

Walking around the nude statues that dotted her home, she approached one of the shelves she had through her home, planting her hands on her hips and looking at its contents. She was still horny, and there were plenty of statuettes to choose from the shelves.

- Now… which one of you will come with me…