Marina Adair knew she wasn’t much good. She wasn’t exactly notable on the academic side of things, and strength wasn’t her forte either. However, she had been gifted with exceptional beauty and enough brains to make her way around. But she had probably been most lucky, when she had come across a beautiful magician. She had definitely caught her eye, and the feeling seemed to be mutual, as the magician approached her with a proposal. Who would have thought that the relation with her girlfriend would be sparked by her statuesque figure. It had been a short job, a granite decoration during a meeting, transformed into stone with a smooth silky ribbon around her, which connected her to other statues in the garden. But they had come a very long way since then.

She immediately had taken a liking to being transformed. She couldn’t think what made it so attractive. Being immobile? The enhanced sensitivity? The pleasure the transformation generated? The feeling of other people’s gazes and the touch of the most daring? Maybe it was a combination of them all, but she loved it, so very much. The relation between her and Ursula Bellamy, her dear darling, spanned five years already, and she had been transformed plenty of times. She had accompanied her to events and meetings, and not always as her human self. She had been jewellery, an elegant or skimpy dress, part of the staff or a decoration. Plenty of times she was immobilized alone, plenty of times she was with another model or with her dear wife. Many times she had been transformed into a stationary work of art, and just as many she had been allowed to keep her mobility. And she had loved every second of it.

Currently she was standing in a room of their enormous and luxurious cottage. It was a two-floor house, surrounded by an enormous and vibrant garden with plenty of flora, one gazebo, a small crystal greenhouse and even a small fountain. And the interior was just as spacious and well-lit, having removed walls where possible to allow them to see each other almost constantly. They usually pranced around in either lingerie or completely nude, since there was no point in hiding their gorgeous bodies. Or so they thought, and accordingly a good part of the furniture was transparent. The room she was standing in was something akin to a studio, where they kept a sizable collection of pictures, photos, videos and such of their main inspiration and muse. Diva Von Temptress, now known as Diva Von Platinum.

Diva Von Temptress was a renowned and well-known transformation artist through the magical world, transforming herself into her artworks in a variety of materials through the two and three dimensions. Her different performances carried her from paintings to sculptures and statues and across all sorts of materials, her final performance consisting of stepping on to a great slab of platinum, posing and turning herself into the precious material, her beauty and grace rendered in shiny and glossy metal. Thus, Diva Von Temptress had become Diva Von Platinum, and such a ground-breaking performance had definitely left a mark on a couple of women. Once it was said that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery mediocrity could pay to greatness, and Marina and Ursula liked to think they paid homage with each of their transformations to the woman that inspired them. And their own collection of mementos about their transformation was becoming quite sizable too.

As she stood looking at some photos of Von Platinum, she felt the body of her wife press against her own. Ursula’s lingerie and Marina’s light camisole were almost transparent, but it did the trick.

- Hm… here we are again… -Purred Ursula. – What will it be…?

- You know I will love it regardless… How about gold? It’s been some time since I tasted like that?

- Hm… no, not yet…

- Then… Oh!

Marina tensed her body, holding the edge of the table with both hands while her body arched slightly backwards along with her head. Her dark wavy mane cascaded behind her past her shoulders as she felt her wife’s caress go up from her thighs to her bust, cupping her big and round breasts. Following Ursula’s caress came a wave of transformation, washing over her at a steady pace, building up the pleasure as her sex transformed and the same happening on her breasts. As she closed her dark green eyes, she parted her lips in a sigh of pleasure and approval, becoming an immobile statue under her wife’s magic spell. Letting go of her, Ursula smiled in satisfaction at Marina, the woman now transformed into a silver statue, although she kept eyeing her beautiful, big, round and shiny silver breasts.

- Come on, it’s a beautiful day outside.

- Oh, you tease… -purred Marina with a metallic tone in her voice as she came back alive.

As she followed Ursula, they both walked out of the studio and into the garden, quickly finding a bench to sit in and bask in the warm sun and blue skies. The house only formally had an entrance, since it had enough French crystal doors to be able to exit it and enter the surrounding garden from almost any room in the lower floor. They leaned against each other, basking in the warmth and the sounds of the garden. The noises of insects, the gentle breeze that swayed the leaves of trees from time to time, the running water of the fountain. Everything reverberated through Mariana’s silver body, as the warmth carried her into a still and dreamy stupor, her wife more than happy to let her be as they both enjoyed the silence.

- Hm… -purred Marina as she felt Ursula’s right hand caress her left thigh. – You should join me darling… It feels so good…

- What should I become dear? -Asked Ursula in a teasing tone. – Maybe a sexy golden lover?

- No… -half-pouted Marina. – Something similar to silver… something shiny… I’d love to feel you become warmer by my side…

- Oh, then I know.

Opening her eyes and letting briefly go of her wife, Marina watched enthralled as the woman before her transformed. Ursula was gorgeous on her own, and despite she claimed that Marina surpassed her beauty, Marina herself couldn’t see how it could be. Tall, lean and with sensual curves, she had shoulder-length platinum gold hair that she kept tied in a bun, with the exception of two locks that framed her pretty and delicate face. It went along swimmingly with her dark blue eyes, two sapphires that almost glistened on their own, and her fair skin. She seemed to lose color, or rather, to change it. Her hair shed its gold, taking a shiny and reflective silvery tone, right along her eyes and lips. From there, the rest of her followed suit, as her flawless body was rendered in shiny and reflective silvery metal, the woman smiling at her lover as she planted her hands on her hips, proudly displaying her transformation. Fair skin, platinum golden hair, sapphire eyes, all uniform in color; just like her curves, her pillar-like legs and slender arms, her big and round breasts and very shapely rear were rendered in metal. Silver and chrome women stood before each other, the first in a clear and see-through camisole and the second in a black and revealing black lingerie bra and panty.

- So? What do you think? – Said Ursula with a metallic clang of her own in her voice.

As she waited for an answer, Marina stepped towards her quickly putting her arms around her and bringing them together in a delicate kiss. As Ursula put her arms around her lover, the mere contact of their metallic lips was enough to send shivers down their bodies, and they remained locked in the pose for one knew how long. The sensations were amazing enough on her own, but knowing that she shared them with her wife made them so much better. Even under the lingerie and the camisole, they felt each other’s hard nipples, letting out electric bolts of pleasure that resonated through them as one’s lust fed the other’s, creating a feedback loop between the two. This, along with the sounds of the garden kept them in a pleasurable trance, the warmth of the sun providing a gentle background of pleasure while sounds, smells and each other provided the rest. They spent the whole day like that, holding the pose in the garden as the sun slowly made its way through the sky, and only with the dusk they moved again, letting out as a duo a moan of pleasure and content, clinging to each other as they made their way back inside.

- Oh… it’s been wonderful. Thank you darling.

- Anything for my dear trophy wife, literally.

Marina giggled at the title, she really was, but she was more than happy to be so. As they both reverted back to their non-transformed forms, they made some dinner that they ate while sitting on the couch watching a movie on the tv. Images flashed with music and color, befitting of an action movie, and even though she was enjoying the flick, Marina’s mind was on their usual antics.

- Something on your mind?

- Just… I wonder how it would be watching this movie while transformed.

- We spent the whole day transformed and you still want more? Greedy, greedy…- Teased Ursula.

- Oh, you are one to talk!  If you wanted you would spend the whole day as a gorgeous work of art. -She set aside the used plates, now empty. – Besides, what is a gorgeous statuesque wife to do?

- Alright, alright. – Giggled Ursula as her wife cuddled with her. – What’s the idea?

- Not quite sure… maybe chrome statues or statuettes? So that the music, the sound effects and the flashing lights could shake us in pleasure.

- In a dark room for enhanced effects?

- Yes!

- Hm… it is tempting… How about we put it in reserve for another night? Let’s have some rest tonight.

- Aw… fine…

- Besides, I want you fresh for tomorrow.

- Huh?

- Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten your own birthday.

Ursula was right, Marina had forgotten her own birthday. She didn’t care much about it, but proof or her wife’s attention to detail was that she always remembered such unimportant details. It was just another day for Marina, but clearly not for Ursula, as she kissed her wife tenderly. Both huddled and cuddled together, watching the movie before heading off to bed, Ursula doing so with a knowing smile. Marina had plenty of ideas, no doubt Von Platinum’s influence had rubbed off on her. And for the weekend she would gladly let her wife spread her wings.

&&

Marina slowly and gently opened her eyes, greeted by the morning sun and the sounds of both the garden and the house. Chirping birds intertwined with insects minding their own business among the garden flora and the water of the fountain, and from the house came the voices of several women.

“Wait, several voices?”

This made her wake up completely, as she left the bed following the voices. She easily recognized her wife’s, but the others not so much. They sounded definitely familiar, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on why. She found them almost immediately, her wife with four other women, a sight that took her breath away. They were just as gorgeous as her, and they all shot her kind and sultry looks. One of them was a fair skinned blonde, her skin pale like snow and her long blonde hair glistening in the sunlight, while her icy blue eyes betrayed warmth and affection. Her curves and sex appeal did not have anything to envy from either Marina or Ursula, nor the other three for that matter. And speaking of which, the other three were quite the image, two of them could easily pass as twins, while the other looked similar but had enough differences of her own. Nonetheless, they all shared a similar physique, lean and sensual with round and generous breasts, although slightly smaller than hers. Or Ursula’s, or the blonde’s for that matter, but they were well-endowed nonetheless. Their long hair fell behind and around them like a silky cascade, two of them brunettes and the other blonde. The twin-looking women moved almost as one, clinging to their partner and never quite letting go of her. Their slightly tanned skins, a gorgeous bronze colour went along fantastically with their sensual figures and dark eyes, while their partner’s fair skin and blonde hair, along with her violet eyes created quite the contrast. Contrast that was balanced by their gorgeous appearance and sex-appeal, something they shared with the rest.

- Oh dear, it seems like it’s time ladies. -Said the pale blonde with a smile. – And I think we are all very glad you find us attractive Marina.

It was only then when she realized that she was completely naked, a blush appearing in her cheeks as she covered her breasts and crotch with her arms, as she earned a giggle from the rest. Ursula was dressed in a beautiful and tight purple dress, one that hugged her form and left little to imagination, while the pale blonde dressed an elegant dark blue and white dress that followed her wife’s pattern, particularly focusing on her big and round breasts. The third blonde, the one with the twins, shared her outfit with them, a skimpy and seductive belly-dancer like outfit. She wore lilac, one of the twins wearing red and the other light blue. Light and silky harem pants that hid barely anything, silhouettes perfectly visible through the easy see-through silk, along with bras that matched in color, the three of them combining color with gold.

- Happy birthday! – They cheered as one, clapping at the surprised and slightly embarrassed Marina as a smile crept up her face.

- Alright, thank you ladies! -Said Ursula as she stood up and walked to her wife, giving her a passionate kiss that earned the other’s coos.

- What…? -Said Marina when they parted lips.

- Happy birthday Marina.

- Thanks… to all of you.

- Now, let me get on with the presentations. Shall we? The lovely blonde lady in blue is Tatiana Lebedev.

- Pleasure to meet you. -Said Marina. – Although I can’t help but feel I’ve seen you somewhere…

- Oh, we’ve seen each other plenty of times Marina. It’s just that, well, many times you weren’t able to answer. You do make a fantastic decoration though. -Said the pale blonde. – Oh, remember the winter meeting two years ago?

- Yes, I was transformed into an ice sculpture.

- Remember the woman that turned herself into one next to you?

- It was you?

- Too much alcohol I’m afraid. Not one of my proudest moments, but definitely one of the funniest.

- You looked fantastic! -Said Marina with excitement, having forgotten she was nude. – Well, from what I was able to see with my pose.

- Thank you, the feeling is definitely mutual.

- Now, for this trio of ladies… -took over again Ursula. – Actually, why don’t you three present yourselves.

- Alright! -Said the brunette in red. – The name’s Melita Landen, and the girl in blue is my twin sister Melissa.

- As for our dear lover -took over Melissa- she goes by Claire. We are witches, or rather were.

- I was a djinn, and these two found me. – Explained the violet-eyed blonde. – It was all fine and dandy, until in a slip of the tongue, they wished to never part ways with me. So here we are, in a grey area between a witch and a djinn.

- So, you possess magic of your own, and you can also grant wishes?

- Not exactly. Our magic is combined, and wishing for something only enhances the spell.

- And you love us just as much as we love you. – Said Melita.

- Not that I have other choice with you two, do I? -Smiled Claire as she patted them both.

- But back to you, birthday girl! Congratulations! -Said Melissa.

- And pleased to make your acquaintance.

- Likewise, Claire. Very nice to meet you three.

- Lovely! -Intervened Ursula. – Now that we are done with the introductions, we get to the main event! Let’s go ladies!

Marina didn’t know how to react as the women rose from their seats and started undressing, taking off their clothes and revealing themselves completely. They were as gorgeous as she expected, sexy and lean, tall and curvy, and well-endowed with attractive physiques. They walked to her and quickly lined up, standing side by side while knowing smiles crept on their faces, Marina’s look of wonder, confusion and arousal being a delight to them.

- Well Marina, it has reached our ears that you hold Diva Von Temptress in quite the high regard. Correct? -Said Tatiana. – Oh, excuse me, Diva Von Platinum.

Marina could only nod.

- She has also told us that you have quite the vivid imagination. -Said Melissa.

- And some very interesting ideas. – Pitched in Melita, or maybe it was Melissa, now completely identical.

- And you happen to be quite fond of transformation. -Finished Claire.

- Yes… Yes… -Said Marina, her heart pounding and looking at Ursula, who smiled broadly.

- Well, they have graciously accepted to help me put together this present for you. We are not Diva Von Platinum, but I hope it’s enough.

Before Marina could react, they collectively inhaled sharply, running their hands over their bodies as they transformed before her. Never losing their smile, their bodies changed color, becoming silver-looking and metallic. Their bodies became denser, according to the metal they were transforming into. Their hairs became single pieces that, regardless, maintained their elasticity, just as their bodies remained supple and soft. The five women, now mostly transformed into platinum, flexed their legs slightly and bent their torsos forward, so that Marina had a full view of their breasts, now orbs of platinum each crowned by a platinum pebble that had become their nipples. As they put them between their arms, pressing them and making them look even rounded and shinier if it was possible, Marina could not take it anymore and kissed her platinum wife passionately. Ursula answered in kind, pleasure running through her as Marina ran her hands all over her, all accompanied by a choir of lovely metallic claps and coos. Black eyes kept their warmth and affection, while their smiling platinum faces were the most gorgeous thing she had ever seen. She could only smile happily.

- And that’s not all. This day we’ll be your eager servants, while tomorrow I’ll let your imagination and ideas fly free. I hope we make good model- hmph!

Ursula didn’t finish her sentence as Marina kissed her with as much passion as she could muster, earning a new wave of coos and applause. Arousal, excitement and affection mixed in her mind, and none were able to form a coherent sentence. But it wasn’t necessary, as the platinum women took the initiative and guided her.

- Now, now. -Said Tatiana. – We can’t have you with such unkempt looks.

The shower Ursula and Marina had was more an enormous one, in an even bigger bathroom. A room with all commodities for hygiene and keeping one clean and proper, and one she now shared with the five platinum women. Not even in her wildest dreams could she have imagined kissing and caressing her darling Ursula turned into a living platinum statue while warm water washed her clean and she was scrubbed clean by four other platinum women. There was no point hiding her arousal anymore, as her movements became overtly sexual. It didn’t come as a surprise to anyone, as they gave into the lust, the platinum women taking their time to make sure Marina was pristinely clean.

Stepping out of the shower, Marina marvelled at her own reflection on the massive mirror that took up most of the opposite wall. She had not noticed with the whirlwind of pleasure and platinum she had been a part of, giving as much as she received, or so she hoped. The water drenched bodies, with the soap running down over them, she had barely noticed as they gave in to their arousal, but she was well into her own transformation. Her body had taken the colour of the metal she was turning into, her long hair being almost a solid but malleable piece and her almost blank eyes running over and over both her own metallizing form and the platinum women that tended to her. She was made to sit down, as the five women kept their treatment going on, slowly but surely turning her into one of them. They used towels to dry her body, metallic both in color and texture, each caress felt hundred-fold even if it wasn’t direct contact. It developed into a full body massage, standing and sitting back as hands caressed gently and lovingly her body, progressing the transformation more and more. As their touches and caresses finished the transformation, turning Marina into the sixth platinum woman. They didn’t know how long they had been in the bathroom, but they didn’t care, they were in no hurry. Each of the platinum women ran their hands over her body, caressing and fondling making sure the transformation was complete. Ursula, Tatiana, Claire, Melita and Melissa; every single one of them inspected her, and she gave them back what she received. They were satisfied, and as such they came out of the bathroom.

Six platinum women made their way through the house, in a graceful and erotic march as they went into the garden, looking for a place they were content with. It took them longer than expected, although in reality they were far more interested in flaunting their platinum bodies around, swaying their hips and having their platinum breasts bounce freely. They would occasionally bump into each other, sending a bolt of pleasure through them, while caresses, pecks and kisses flew back and forth. Finally, they found a nice spot they were comfortable with, under the shade of some cypresses, where the sun could still reach them. Mariana lay down, gasping in pleasure at the contact with the grass, while her head rested on Tatiana’s lap. Ursula lay next to her, gently caressing her with a smile that never wavered, while the other side was taken by Claire, who mimicked every single move that Mariana’s wife made. Melita and Melissa meanwhile started dancing, both twins immediately synchronizing their movements. They moved as one, following a rhythm that only they seemed to be able to hear, but none of the other four women took their eyes off them. Their movements were graceful and sensual, the platinum bodies glistening under the sunlight and they moved in a silent choreography. Despite their bouncing metallic breasts and their very shapely butt cheeks, both women were talented dancers, and it showed. They didn’t seem to tire, as they danced and danced, providing a show that lasted through the day. First to join them was Claire, followed by Ursula in the afternoon. Meanwhile Tatiana kept her motherly and tender display of affection, caressing Mariana with her delicate looking metallic hands. Eventually she joined them too, perfectly synchronizing her movements with them the moment she joined, and the sight of five platinum dancers was too much, Mariana joining them without doubt.

The moment she stepped up, she felt a connection with them, her movements falling in line naturally. They danced and danced, swirling and turning, swaying their hips and moving their limbs. And in their dance, their arousal built up, as they saw and many times felt the other women’s curves against their own. The afternoon eventually had to give way to dusk, and even though some exhaustion was making its way through their mind, the arousal immediately took over. Their long and sensual dance didn’t stop completely, as their steps towards the big bedroom carried the same grace and sensuality, the women ready to unleash the arousal and lust they had built up through the day in the night. They would properly explore their gorgeous platinum forms, the alluring metallic orbs that were their breasts, their shapely curves and each other’s passion. They would reach for the most intimate parts in a sexual rush that finally managed to tire them out, eventually the women drifting off to a peaceful slumber.

&&

The next day started calm and slowly, as the women came out of slumber but took their time to leave the comfort of both bed and their last night lovers. They enjoyed the warmth they gave each other, the smooth silky sheets and their curvy forms under them, the quietness that accompanied the morning sounds. However, eventually, they all made it out of bed and followed Ursula into the kitchen, where she had prepared breakfast for all. They hadn’t bothered dressing at all, as Ursula had said clearly that there was a reason plenty of the pieces of the furniture were transparent. They had breakfast and they had showered, making themselves as presentable as possible. Through the morning they had been prettying themselves, but not much, as they would not remain flesh and blood for long. And all the while they had been talking about how absolutely marvellous and delightful of an experience had been transforming into living and moving platinum women. And they were definitely looking forward to what Marina came up with for their transformations.

Ironically, despite the buzz and the excitement, as well as all the talk about their experience as platinum, Marina was mostly quiet. She was lost in deep thought, trying to organize the myriad of ideas that hovered through her mind. Maybe transform themselves into colourful crystals? Or maybe something more classic, petrifying them all into marble statues? Her inspiration, Diva, had gone through them all, and despite her never-ending admiration for her, one sentence ran in loop on her mind. She knew she would never be as good as her, hell, she wasn’t even part of the magical folk. But before she could go further deeper in the spiral that threatened to swallow her, she was brought back to reality.

- Marina, dear, what are you thinking about?

- It’s… nothing Ursula.

- Marina -pitched in Tatiana, her voice calm but motherly and warm- she is your wife, why not tell her?

- It’s just making a mountain out of a molehill.

- Tell me anyway. Please?

After a brief moment, Marina sighed turning to her wife. Taking the cue, Tatiana and Claire drove the twins towards the studio, leaving enough room for them to be comfortable.

- What is it dear? I don’t want you looking sad at your celebration.

- It’s just… Well, I may be looking too high.

- Too high?

- Yeah. Taking Von Temptress as a role to follow… I’m not even magical folk!

- So?

- So? -Repeated Marina confused.

- So what if you do not possess magic of your own? Do you think that’s important? Every time you have transformed, whether it was by my doing or someone else’s, do you think it made a difference? You have some amazing ideas in that head of yours Marina, and you don’t have to be in your role model’s shadow. You really think they would be so eager if you didn’t have the most amazing ideas? They have been talking about our transformation into platinum the whole morning! They are even suggesting we do it again!

Both Marina and Ursula stood before the other, one offering silent support and the other accepting it, eventually giving each other a heartfelt hug. There was no erotism nor sensuality, simply the two wives supporting the other. They had come a long way in five years, and they would keep going for many more. When they broke the hug, Marina gave her wife a confident smile.

- Thanks, I needed that.

- I’m here for anything dear. Now let’s see those ideas of yours!

Both women held the other by the waist, making their way where the other four waited for them, giving them reassuring smiles the moment they walked in.

- Better? -Asked Tatiana.

- Yeah. – Admitted Marina. – Thanks for waiting.

- Don’t worry about it. -Said Claire, dismissing any lingering worries. – Now, what do you have in mind?

The four women stood before her, waiting and excited, and Marina had a flash of genius of sorts, a lightbulb that came alive in her head. It was ambitious, but she wanted to try it out. She looked around for a moment, before walking and bringing out a disk-like pedestal. Silvery or aluminium-like in colour, upon closer inspection the models realized it was a combination of three completely identical disks, and it was ample enough for several of them to stand on it comfortably.

- Alright, that should be all. -Said Marina. – How do I transform you though?

- Any way you want dear. – Explained Ursula with a wink. – I have lent you some of my power temporarily, so you can transform us any way you desire.

- Then I could use your help.

Following Marina’s lead both wives took on Tatiana, kissing and caressing the pale blonde who eagerly and happily went along with their antics. As Marina took the front and Ursula the back, Tatiana tried her best to pay equal attention to both as her arousal built up. Her breathing became heavier, her body warmer and her arousal visible as her nipples became hard. However, between kisses, moans and teasing the blonde transformed. Her body became hard and smooth, taking a brown colour and a wooden texture, her voice going silent as she became a wooden statue through and through. But there was something… off, and even though Claire, Melita and Melissa approved of the change Tatiana was still somewhat uncomfortable. It felt like… something was inside of her?

Her questioning look was answered by Marina’s kiss, as between her and Ursula lifted her upper body to reveal her inside. She had not noticed, but she was two parts, the divide being in her hips. As Marina took her upper body in her arms, Tatiana watched incredulously how her inside space was taken by herself. Or rather, another her. She was exactly identical to her, a wooden woman that could pass as her twin. The only difference was that this second Tatiana was slightly smaller, but always keeping the original’s proportions. With Ursula’s help, this second Tatiana climbed out of her lower body, leaving behind a hollow wooden statue, or part of it, and as Marina made her whole again the oddity from before had disappeared. However, it was time for the second Tatiana to have the feeling that something was off, and the process began again. It happened again, again and again; and when it was finally finished, there were five Tatianas in the studio, each slightly smaller than the previous one. They smiled both in content and satisfaction, how had she never thought of such a transformation? The five of them smiled at Marina, Ursula clinging to her wife, and standing next to one another in perfect synchrony they winked an eye and blew a kiss at them, bending their body forward so that their breasts dangled free. This was their final pose, the five of them now an immobile set of statues for the day.

Claire had a look of wonder and amazement on her face, while her eagerness after watching the blonde woman turn into a set of her only made her wonder what this woman had in mind for her. Melissa and Melita squealed with glee, not being able to contain their excitement as Ursula and Marina had them step on the disk-like pedestal. Claire stood in the middle, one of the twins to her right and the other to the left as she surrounded their waists with her arms, having them both close the space against her body. Their arousal was intoxicating, and as each put an arm around Claire’s shoulders, they cupped one of their breasts with the other, their heads turning so that they always had contact between the three of them. And then they lost all mobility, as if they had been paralyzed and glued to the pedestal.

At Marina’s command, the pedestal lifted from the floor, a few centimetres, but enough so that it could float, and she had it start spinning over itself. It spun on the spot, faster and faster, riding the women’s arousal as the transformation took effect. She was slightly worried about the speed the spinning was taking, but she didn’t have to, as the pleasure became greater and greater as the women gave in completely to it. The pleasure of one resonated in the others, creating a feedback loop between then that only took them to new heights. When they finally climaxed, they shrieked in pleasure in their minds, only to be blinded by a flash of light and be filled with a calm and gentle pleasure. They were still reeling from the climax, so they were slightly confused. Images flashed before them, they had been transformed into very gorgeous statues, but the material wasn’t quite clear. Claire could sworn that she was made of glittering gold, while Melissa had transformed into silver and Melita into bronze; Melita was sure she had petrified into a perfect woman of granite, sharing pedestal with the marble beauty that was Claire and the obsidian masterwork Melissa had turned into; while Melissa had the certainty that she had hardened into a delicate statue of sapphire, Claire having turned into a ruby statue and Melita into emerald. But they would figure it out, not only they had time, but they also had gorgeous statues to look at too.

Clinging to each other, Ursula watched in amazement Marina’s doing. She had effectively triplicated each woman, making three identical copies of each and each trio of models had turned into a different theme of statues. As the three floated and spun, a humming and a cracking sound could be heard, only to reveal after the flash of light that one trio had petrified into stone statues, other had metallized into precious metals and the last had transformed into the trinity of gemstones. Each could feel the other very aroused, their bodies trembling at the mere touch of the other, and feeling their wife’s hot and heavy breathing on them. They were the last ones, and Ursula could only wonder in silent excitement what her wife had in store for them.

- You are quite something, you know?

- I might not get another chance at this, so why not make the best of it?

- Shall we get on with it then, dear?

- I was waiting for you to ask darling.

Marina caught her wife in her arms and kissed her passionately, Ursula reciprocating immediately. They could both feel the transformation triggering, as they kissed and caressed, building their arousal up as they teased the other. They drove themselves towards climax, but always careful to move towards it as one, as Marina wanted them to transform in the exact same moment. Among their kisses and caresses, which went up in intensity and passion, both women felt themselves stop breathing as their bodies became hotter and a metallic hum filled the studio. They could have sworn they felt the eyes of the others on them, but they didn’t care. Marina and Ursula only had eyes and attention for each other, and as the heat and the humming reached their breaking point, they let out a moan of pleasure as they peaked. Their voices had a clear metallic clang to them, but it was barely heard a moment as they fell silent immediately with another flash of light.

Marina stood up completely immobile, a satisfied smile in her metallic face as she displayed her gorgeous metallic body for the peers and current collection pieces to see. She had turned into gleaming gold, darker in colour than Claire, or Ursula for that matter. She stood up and proud, a golden sensual statue with her arms planted on her hips like a vase. And she was just that, as the upper part of her head revealed her hollow inside and the transformation of Ursula. As a golden vase, Marina displayed herself as the trophy wife she enjoyed so much being, her most valuable and loved thing within her. Ursula filled her completely, the woman having transformed into a myriad of golden coins. She was in one place and in a multitude of places. She felt Marina like never before she had, as well as herself, as all of her coins together rubbed her golden wife and each other. She couldn’t focus at all, the pleasure being almost too much, each golden coin having her smiling face on one side and a full image of her in an erotic or sexual pose on the other. She loved Marina so very much, and she would make sure she knew it.

The women stood in silent bliss, making company to each other while remaining completely motionless. Marina had definitely lived up to expectation and even far surpassed them. No wonder Von Platinum had left a mark on her, only for the woman to take her inspiration in her very own direction, giving free reign to her most erotic and sensual side. They had been turned into sexy pieces of art, and they would so very gladly remain like that for the day.

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As the morning moved forward, the women were calmly drinking some refreshments. They were dressed in the clothes they had arrived with, properly cleaned and ironed as they had been through the morning. Tatiana in her blue dress, Claire and the twins in their skimpy harem outfits, Ursula in her purple dress and Marina in a skimpy teal dress. It was a much-needed break from the excitement ride that had been the weekend, but they couldn’t stop showering Marina in compliments. With a blush, she was grateful to them all.

- Such fantastic ideas… we may have to do it again some time… -Said Tatiana.

- Definitely. -Pitched in Claire. – That was… amazing.

- Yeah! Let’s do it again!

- And maybe in public?

Melita and Melissa brought up some interesting ideas. In their minds, each fantasized about how they could try and do it in a public space. A tableau of statues… maybe ice sculptures? Or a group of bronze statues? They would have to think about it, but the idea had been planted. Now they had to nurture it and let it bloom.

- Hm… Maybe we could widen the circle? -Asked Ursula. – I know some ladies that are into this.

- Oh… -sighed Marina as she fantasized about the possible scenarios, only to receive a loving peck from her wife.

- Oh, by the way -said Tatiana. – I have a meeting to attend to in a couple of weeks. Ursula, Marina, could you two maybe accompany me?

- Accompany you? -Asked Marina.

- Well yes, of course. I would absolutely love to turn you two into a beautiful pair of earrings. -She said, smiling seductively. – Two gorgeous ladies, each on an ear, maybe as precious gemstones or pearls…

- Only if you return the favour.

- Of course! I always keep my word. -She said with a smile. – What would you have me be?

-No ideas yet.

- Yeah, same here. – Said Marina. – Although… you three might make a wonderful brooch.

- Oh, I can see that. -Said Tatiana as she looked at Claire, Melita and Melissa.

The conversation kept going back and forth, the women talking about what they would transform the others into, but they would always return to the starting point. They would eventually turn into a tableau of statues, but when, how and with whom to do so was still in the air. Such trend would eventually be known as “The Call of the Platinum Beauty”, but where exactly started would remain a secret between a few.