Fur

This story is inspired by A Stash of Fur Coats over on mcstories.com. Check it out 🙂

Delilah always considered herself a tomboy. She liked to hang out with the guys, she wore casual baggy clothes, never wore makeup and played a lot of sports, in particular baseball. So it was a surprise when her bitchy, and very feminine, Aunt Natalie passed away and left her a big fur coat. Delilah was never close with her Aunt and actually despised the woman as she was always cruel and mean to her. She was a man-eater who held an air of superiority over everyone due to her wealth and beauty and was never seen without her big expensive fur coat which only made her look even more intimidating.

Delilah was just getting back from work one day when her Aunt’s coat arrived at her house. It came in a box that she just threw into her bedroom. She had to get ready for baseball practice so she stripped off her work clothes to put on her uniform.

When she turned around she noticed that her Aunt’s fur coat wasn’t in the box anymore. It was laying on her bed. She put it down to it maybe just falling out of the box when she wasn’t looking. Her uniform had been on the bed so she picked up the coat to get to it.

As her hands touched the fur she couldn’t help but remark at how pleasurable it felt to her hands. It was like nothing she had ever felt before and instinctively brought it to her cheek.

“Oh my goodness this feels amazing. It feels soft but at the same time strong.” She said to herself. As she rubbed it against her cheek the coat brushed against her naked body making her shiver with delight. However when it touched her bare skin the coat appeared to come alive and jumped on her wrapping her body up. She struggled against it but the coat felt incredible against her skin as it slipped her hands into the sleeves.

“Ohhhhh what’s going on.” She said trying in vain to wiggle out of the coat but the more she did the more it tightened around her. Worse still she could feel the coat warp her very body. Her skin smoothed out and any blemishes she had vanished. Her tits expanded on her athletic frame into massive double D’s. She moaned in pleasure as her pussy tightened.

She managed to turn and face the mirror and saw in horror what was happening to her. Her face was now caked in makeup, her hair was big and puffy. Her nails were long and pink. In short she was starting to look like spoilt man-eater like her Aunt. Her fear melted away as she seemed hypnotized by her own beauty. The coat seemed to relax as she stopped fighting.

A look of cold contempt fell across her face. She felt beautiful and powerful and loved how much of a bitch the fur coat made her look. She felt superior and felt like nothing was beyond her grasp. She smirked at the thought of how all the boys on the baseball team will line up to fuck her now. They had always treated her like one of guys but now she could wrap anyone of they around her manicured finger. Wait no she didn’t want that. The coat was starting to corrupt her mind.

“Oooooh nooooo stoppppp… Get… Get offfff…. Ohhhhhh get meeeee offff.” She said in an unusually breathy voice. A pleasure like no other started to fill her pussy as orgasmic wave after wave hit her. Thoughts of becoming a mean bitch like her aunt infected her mind. She pictured herself being the cruel mistress who looked down on people and enjoyed the suffering of others. The very thoughts were what was getting her off and she was now addicted.

“Yeesssss I give in! Make into an evil bitch!” She said as she relinquished any struggle left in her and the coat became completely inanimate once again knowing it had found its new owner. She looked in the mirror with a piercing cruel stare.

“Mmmmm I am one mean bitch.” She said cackling to herself now fully changed. She went over to the box the coat had came in to find some tight leather clothing and stacks of cash and jewelry. She took off the coat now with ease as the corruption had been fully been absorbed into her body and she slipped eagerly into the tight clothing. Likewise she put on the expensive jewellery and finally put the coat back on and posed vainly in the mirror.

“Say hello to Mistress Cordelia world! Mmmmm I feel like such a spoilt little bitch, I live only for money and cock now. I have the money, now time to find the cock.” She said cackling eviliy to herself as she picked up her baseball bat and left.

That night as all her male teammates wondered where Delilah was they heard a woman clear her throat. They all turned around and before them was the most beautiful woman they had ever seen. She was also the most intimidating person they had ever seen.

“Well boys, who’s first up to bat?” Cordelia said with a wicked grin.