Want you bad

A year ago Betty had done something really bad to a boy she liked called David and she still couldn’t believe it. She was sure it was because of a wish she made on her previous birthday. See she had found this unique birthday candle from an old antique store that promised a wish made from it would come true. She didn’t believe it at the time of course but then she made her wish.

“I wish David noticed me, I just want him so bad.” She thought to herself as she blew out the candle. If she knew the wish would come real she would of put more thought into what she said but as she went to bed that night she didn’t notice the smoke from the candle shoot out the window.

The next day she answered her door to find a very different David standing before her. He was tall, strong and muscular but also had a dark edge to him. He had tattoos covering his body and wore a leather jacket. He was intimidating and Betty felt insignificant in his eyes. When she asked why he was there he said he only came to tell her she was pathetic and said it would be the last they would see each other as he was dropping out of school. She wanted him to notice her but this wasn’t what she had in mind.

Over the course of the next year Betty heard stories about how he joined a gang and was now selling drugs and was going by the name of Zane. She was sure it had to do with her wish and so every night she lit the candle making a wish to undo what she did. It never worked. She tried different phrases and meanings but nothing seemed to make a dent. After a year of trying it was her birthday again and the candle had just enough wick for one more attempt. She had lost all hope of it working again so as she closed her eyes she made the wish she should made in the first place.

“I wish I was Zane’s girlfriend.” She thought to herself blowing out the candle. For a moment it seemed as though it was yet another failed attempt but then the smoke from the candle seemed to linger longer than expected and in fact appeared to multiple in volume. It turned black as night and swirled around Betty who stood up to try and get away but found it following her. Suddenly the smoke shot into Betty’s mouth and down her throat. She wanted to cough but couldn’t as the smoke was too thick. The black cloud entered her body fully and Betty let out a cough.

“What in the world?” She said to herself in the mirror unable to process what just happened. As she looked in the mirror though she started to see changes ripple across her body. Her bones creaked and shifted in place, reorganising themselves. Such a thing should of been painful but the opposite effect was happening to Betty, she was in bliss.

“Oh god what’s happening? Why am I changing?” She said aloud as her skin tightened to her new bone structure. Where there once was fat flabby skin there was now smooth and soft perfection. Her muscles toned to an athletic level, her hair receded from her legs, arms and vagina.

“Oh but fuck me this feels amazing, yes yes YES!” She yelled out unable to contain the pure pleasure that was happening to her. Her mind was lost in a sea of pure orgasm. “Why don’t I feel this way all the time” she thought to herself as her flat ass began to fill out.

“Mmmmm so perfect for slapping.” She said as she did just that and shivered in pleasure at the feeling of it. It would be so much better if Zane were here to do that she thought wickedly to herself. That was then she realised she had misworded the wish. She should of wished to be sweet and kind David’s girlfriend not the arrogant selfish Zane’s girlfriend. She was changing into his idea of perfect bad ass girlfriend and worse still she was enjoying it.

“Yeeeeesssss turn me into Zane’s perfect boss bitch girlfriend, that bad bastard would know how to handle me.” She said as she imagined Zane roughly pushing her against the wall, kissing her deeply and grabbing her tits. Not her small A cups but large cum inducing tits. She felt her breasts fill out to match her fantasy and she couldn’t help but grab and massage them.

“Ohhhhh yesssss give me big tits. I feel so fucking hot, Zane won’t be able to keep his hands off me or his dick out of me.” She smirked at the thoughts of his big strapping arms bending her over and fucking her. Tattoos started to appear on her body just like Zane’s and she loved the way they looked.

“Oh these make me look like such an evil bitch, no wonder Zane is such a bastard it feels too good. Mmmmmm more don’t stop until I am perfect enough for my my man to fuck me hard.” She said unable to think of anything else. She had never been one for vanity and rough sex but now it was all she could focus on. Not only that but also she was beginning to feel emotionally cold, mean and cruel. It all felt foreign to her at first but as her facial features twisted from her soft welcoming demeanor to one of evil indifference and stunning beauty it felt second nature to her.

“Ohhhh it feels so much better to be a cruel bad ass bitch than the pathetic weakling I was. No wonder Zane wanted nothing to do with me. Betty is dead, it’s time I reintroduced myself to my future man.” The transformed beauty said smirking to herself as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was making herself cum just by looking at her transformed body. She couldn’t wait to see what Zane thought as she dressed into something more appropriate for her new personality.

Since David had become Zane he had become quite the infamous criminal around town. His gang had taken over much of the illegal activities and as such he was now the the kingpin. Because of this it was easy for Betty to find him.

She strolled up to the nightclub he owned and walked past the long line of people waiting to get in. She didn’t even pause for the bouncer who instantly let her in. She had never been hot enough to use her looks to get her anything in life but now she would use them to get her everything.

As she moved through the club to get to the private rooms in the back she could feel all eyes on her. The crowds seemed to move out of her way in fear and reverence. They knew she was someone special.

She entered the private offices and made her way to room that was simply marked ‘King’. She pushed it open to find Zane bending over a gorgeous big breasted woman. They didn’t notice her at first so she leaned against a pole and watched them fuck. She was in awe of her man and couldn’t wait to substitute in. She let out a cough to know she was there and they both turned to see her.

“Do you mind slut? We are kind of in the middle of something!” The woman protested. Betty ignored her and locked eyes with Zane and saw a recognition in his face. The recognition quickly turned to lust.

“Leave us.” Zane said.

“Yeah bitch you heard him get ou-” the woman began to say.

“Not her, you!” Zane said pushing the woman off him and to the ground. The woman was about to protest further but when she saw the look of disdain on both Betty and Zane’s face towards her she knew she better leave. She quickly scurried out of the room.

“I see you’ve done well for yourself Zane. Or do you prefer Kingpin?” She said stroking her cleavage teasing him.

“Everyone calls me the King but you can call me whatever you like Betty, or do you prefer-” He said before she jumped in.

“Christy now but I prefer Queen don’t you.” She said with a wicked smile as she removed her clothes allowing Zane to get a look at her perfect body. He only got a quick glimpse of it before he rushed over to her and began exploring it with his hands and mouth. She moaned in pleasure as his strong hands gripped her hips and pulled them tight against his body as he kissed her deeply and slowly.

She could feel his huge cock rubbing up against her wet pussy aching to get in. She wanted it more than anything in her life but she resisted knowing the longer she held out the hotter it would feel. She held it in her hand and slowly jerked him off to experience a taste of what was to come and she and him moaned in unison.

 They were made for each other. She knelt down in front of him and took his cock in her mouth. It was her first blowjob and instantly she knew it would not be the last. Where before as Betty she would of found it disgusting, as Christy she felt powerful. She had sway over him when she held his most prized possession in her mouth. More than that though, she loved the way he tasted.

She pushed him to the ground and crawled over him like a predator approaching their prey. It felt intoxicating to be free of the prudishness she once held and finally give into her animal instincts. She could see in his face that he had already come to this realization long ago but she was determined to make him feel that way again. She would make him scream her name. As his cock slipped into her pussy she said aloud “It’ll be hard for you to top this for my birthday present next year mmmmm but I can’t wait to see you try my King.”