Out of the Closet and Under your Spell

“Bye, hon.  Have a good day.  Drive safe,” Matt called out to his wife as she drove off to work. Riley’s little VW sped off down the street and Matt waved after her, smiling.  He loved his wife, he loved his life, but he had a secret.  When Riley was called in for an emergency meeting at her office, Matt had to hide his giddiness.  He had a morning and afternoon free to indulge in his secret, Megan.  In their bedroom, Matt pulled out the small steamer trunk from under the bed.  He’d told Riley it was just his old playboy collection.  His heart skipping fast and a dopey grin plastered on his face, he lifted the lid.  Inside were a couple of playboys; as well as, a long brunette wig, a small makeup kit, falsies, a gaff, and his favorite pair of boots.  His was fortunate enough that he was a small man and could squeeze into some of Riley’s clothes.  With a contented sigh, he pulled “Megan” out of the box and prepared to transform himself. An hour later Megan was walking through the walk-in closet looking at all of Riley’s clothes.  With the time she had on her hands, she thought about having a little fashion show.  Megan was so enraptured with clothes she never heard the front door open and close.

“Well, well,” Riley chuckled as she found Megan perusing the closet.  “Oh my God, Riley,” Matt muttered, “this isn’t what it looks like.” Riley looked Matt up and down, he made a cute girl.  “Really, because it looks to me like my darling husband likes to dress in my clothes when I’m not home,” Riley said crossing her arms over her chest.  “I…I…I…” he stuttered.  “What’s your name, might I ask,” she said with a raised eyebrow. Matt looked at the closet floor, utterly embarrassed and ashamed, “Megan,” she whispered.  Riley crossed over to Megan and lift her chin up.  She examined Megan thoroughly, “quite pretty actually, flawless makeup application.”  Megan’s jaw dropped.  “I’ve been keeping a secret from you too, Megan,” Riley snapped her fingers and the room went dark.  When the lights came back on an older gentleman in shirt and tie was standing in the closet with Megan.  “I’m a witch and you are now my new little plaything,” the man said.  He reached out a pinched Megan’s nipple.  Megan yelped in shock.  She felt that, her breasts were real.  She looked in amazement at the man.  He snaked a hand into Megan’s panties, his dexterous finger delved into her slit and rubbed her clit.  “You make a very nice girl, Megan,” his voice growled out, “call me…Master Roland.” Megan couldn’t believe it, she was real, really real.  She had tits and a vagina.  Riley was now this commanding man in front of her and she was getting wet just hearing his voice.

“Give me your hands Megan,” his voice rumbled.  Megan’s heart was pounding as she did as Master Roland said.  Using his tie, he quickly tied her hands behind her back.  He ran a large hand over the front of her body and kissed a small spot on her neck.  The kiss sensation sent shivers down her spine and gave her goose bumps. Her nipples hardened and she felt her panties get damp.  “You like that,” he whispered in her ear.  “Yes,” she sighed.  He smacked her on the rear, “yes, what.”  The small sting from the slap caused her to yelp, “yes, Master Roland.”  Roland ran his fingers through her soft dark hair, “good girl,” he praised.  He led her from the closet into the bedroom.  Megan was excited and scared.  She didn’t know what Master Roland was going to do to her.  Roland lifted Megan’s chin and kissed her passionately on the lips.  His tongue pushed into her mouth and Megan moaned as her body flushed with excitement. He was so commanding; he took what he wanted and he wanted her.  “Do you trust me, Megan,” he said when he broke the kiss.  Megan looked up into his eyes.  They were still Riley’s eyes.  She could see love in them, but now she also saw desire in them.  She saw a male lust that was making her breath catch in her throat.  “I trust you, Master,” she whispered.

Roland turned Megan around and pushed her onto the bed.  She giggled as her face hit the soft comforter on the bed.  She felt Roland’s strong hands slip under the band of her panties and slowly pull them off.  “Megan, you have such a lovely ass,” he said as he gently rubbed it.  “Now, be a good girl and raise your hips,” he ordered. Megan smiled and lifted her hips and ass into the air.  Her tight little ass spread and Roland got his first look at her delicate little pussy.  It was bare and already a little wet.  “Your pussy is naked and wet, I like that,” he hummed.  With her face buried in the bed, she couldn’t quite see what he was doing. She gasped when she felt his mouth on her outer lips.  He rubbed and spread her ass as his mouth continued explore her sex.  His hand reached under her and rubbed her clit.  “Megan, your pussy tastes so sweet,” he exclaimed. Megan moaned as her body hummed with wonderful sensations.  “You like having such a sweet tasting pussy,” he asked as he rubbed her clit.  “Yes, Master Roland,” she sighed, “I love having your mouth kiss my little pussy.”  Roland laughed, “you like having a pussy.”  Megan nodded her head in the bed. 

Megan heard a belt buckle and a zipper, followed by the sound of pants sliding to the floor. Megan was feeling…she didn’t know what. Scared? Excited? Horny? Definitely horny.  “I’m going to untie you now Megan and you are going to suck my cock,” Roland ordered as he undid the tie around her hands.  Megan sat up and looked at Roland.  His pants were off and his shirt was open.  He was well built and well hung.  The large cock dangled, semi-erect, between his legs. Megan looked over his body and her body tingled with excitement.  She might have started the morning as a man, but she now 100% woman.  And she saw a magnificent specimen of maleness before her.  “Thank you, Master Roland, for letting me suck your cock,” she cooed before she took it into her mouth.  It grew in length and girth as she sucked it further and further into her mouth.  Quickly, it was fully erect and sliding in and out of her mouth.  Her mind swam with bliss as she took in all she could.  The feeling of his hard shaft gliding in her mouth, the salty taste teasing her taste buds, and the smell of his manliness enshrouding her.  Roland growled and ran his hands through her hair, “you are amazing Megan.  Your mouth feels so good wrapped around my cock.”

Megan stopped sucking and began to stroke him, “Master, make me a woman, please.”  Roland laughed, “you already are a woman, Megan.” She licked his cock from root to tip, “Make me a real woman, make love to me,” she whispered.  Roland chuckled and lifted her up like she weighed nothing. He laid her on the bed and sidled up behind her.  She lifted a leg high and Roland pushed his cock inside her.  “Oh God, Master, it’s too big,” she panted, “your stretching me too much.”  Roland kissed her neck, “relaxed,” he whispered, “rub your clit.”  Megan rubbed her clit and little fireworks popped inside her.  Her mind went hazy as she rubbed her clit, Roland pushed further inside her.  He was buried to his base and she was moaning as she rubbed her clit furiously.  Roland smirked and pumped inside her.  “Your pussy is really tight, Megan,” he growled, “it feels so good wrapped around my cock.”  Megan moaned and panted as he pumped in and out.  “Master…master…I…feel…I…” she screamed as the tension in her body exploded and her body quaked in its first female orgasm.   Roland turned her head around and kissed her passionately.  “Good girl, you’ve had your first orgasm.”

“More Master,” she begged when Roland stopped pumping inside her.  He smiled and laid on his back, his cock was stiff in the air.  “You are insatiable, aren’t you,” he smiled, “then ride it.  Ride my cock till you cum.”  Megan giggled as she mounted her Master’s cock.  She lowered herself on him and she was filled again.  His cock made her feel so complete.  It touched her so deep now, she cried out as her body impaled itself on his shaft.  Roland smacked her ass, “I said ride it, my insatiable little pet.”  Megan laughed and she began to bounce up and down.  His cock slammed in and out of her quivering pussy. Her body glistened with sweat as she rode his cock, “Master, you feel so good inside me.  You feel so good,” she cried out.  “Are you close,” he asked as he watched her body bounce on him.  “So close,” she panted.  Roland caressed her ass and pushed a thumb against her puckered entrance.  As she pounded down on him his thumb slipped inside her rear entrance.  “Oh God,” she yelled as her orgasm crashed through her. Her body convulsed and her pussy and ass quivered from the force of the orgasm.  Roland grabbed her hips, “my turn.”

“Wha…” was all Megan could utter before she was tossed onto the bed.  Roland spread her legs wide and slammed his cock into her.  Megan’s body erupted anew as Roland slammed her into the mattress.  He was voracious as he slammed into her again.  The bed shook with the force of his pounding and Megan could do nothing but scream as he took his pleasure from her body.  “That’s it,” he grunted, “Scream for me, scream for my cock, scream like the cock slut you are, scream for me.” He put his hands on her thighs and pushed her harder into the bed.  Her pussy contracted in another orgasm, but Roland did not stop.  He kept pummeling her raw pussy again and again. Eventually her mind shattered at the constant assault on her sex and she blacked out.  Roland saw her eyes roll in the back of her head and his pushed in one last time and released his seed inside her.  “Fuck…” he yelled as he came, his body jerked again and again with each new burst.  Finally, it stopped and Roland collapsed on the bed beside Megan.

Matt and Riley went about their average lives during the day.  But in the night Megan and Roland explored their new world and new life. Roland panted as he collapsed behind Megan, his cum leaking out of her ravaged asshole.  We should make this permanent, he decided, “Megan, darling, here is what we are going to do…”