Phone scam

Vicky was getting close to publishing her expose about a new sex phone line scam. For months she had been gathering interviews of men who had been conned into giving away their savings to sultry voices who brought them to climax.

The company, Darkest Desires, had seemingly sprung up over night and immediately began separating men from their money. What was the strangest part was even though the men were now flat broke none of them regretted doing it, they all just wanted the ability to talk to their ‘Lady’ again. Lady Annabelle, Lady Florence, Lady Jasmine, each man had their individual con artist. The men were addicts.

Vicky was just typing up the final paragraph when her phone buzzed. It was a number she didn’t recognize but picked up anyway.

“Hello is this Victoria?” Said a feminine voice as smooth as silk on the other end.

“This is Vicky yes.” The journalist corrected the other woman.

“Excellent. I am Mistress Noir, the owner of Darkest Desires. I know you are writing a story about me and I think it would be in everyone’s interest if you came and worked for me.” The Mistress said matter of factly. Vicky was taken aback.

“I’m sorry Ms Noir but that‘s not -.” Vicky began but then found herself unable to finish as a sudden incredible surge of pleasure entered her body.

“I take your silence to mean my little phone virus is doing it’s job and is giving you a taste of what all the men felt. Of course this is a special strain that I reserve for potential recruits.” Noir said in a way that Vicky could tell she was smiling on the other end.

“H-how are you doing this?” Vicky said finding it hard to say words as her pussy became wetter and wetter.

“Lets just day I found a way to turn my voice into an incredibly sexy weapon. If you join me you’ll be able to do the same. But for now just relax and let the virus do it’s work.” Noir said.

Vicky wanted to put the phone down but the pleasure was too intense. It was lighting a fire in her she didn’t know she had.

“Ohhh fuck this feels soooo good, I want to cum so badly!” Vicky moaned down the phone.

“I know it does babe and you will not be able to cum until I say so. When you agree to join me you’ll get what you desire.” Noir spoke like a snake in the garden.

“No! I won’t! I can’t! Ohhhh but I must! It feels too good, I need the release! Ok I’ll do it. I’ll join you.” Vicky said unable to fight anymore.

“That’s all very well and good but I want you to beg me. I must make sure you are serious, that you can commit to being a bad bitch. That you will manipulate men, that you will drain them of everything they have. That you can be the mischievous whore that aches to come out.” Noir said teasing her.

“Oh please Mistress let me join you. I’ll be whatever you want me to be! I’ll be as bad as you desire. I want to wrap men around my finger. I want to make them cum on command like the bitch I know I am deep down. Please Mistress I beg you!” Vicky said moaning.

“Say you’ll serve me. Say you will be Lady Victoria! Then you will be free to orgasm.” Noir commanded.

“Yesssss I will serve you Mistress. I will be Lady Victoria!” Vicky screamed. As soon as the last words left her mouth it felt as though a great explosion went off in her underwear. It was as if every sexual encounter she ever had was combined into one huge orgasm.

She would of fainted if her body didn’t suddenly undergo a rapid transformation.

Her ponytailed hair unfurled and cascaded down her back becoming long and thick. Her tits became two large mounds of flesh that you could rest a drink on.

“Oh god yesssss this feels even better than the orgasm. Make me even hotter Mistress!” She moaned.

Her face got covered in expensive makeup while her lips grew double in size. Her clothes warped into two tight pieces of black latex that clung to her body while letting her now perfect stomach peek through.

Her mind meanwhile was changing too. Her previous feeling of righteousness and justice for all was replaced with a selfish need for money, clothes and sex. She smiled to herself as the new thoughts entered her brain.

“Now Lady Victoria how do you feel?” Noir said over the phone.

“Like myself. Thank you for this gift Mistress, I am really to get to some nasty work.” Victoria purred.

“Love your enthusiasm but first thing’s first, rewrite that story of yours to now be a glowing recommendation of Darkest Desires. I want every man who reads it to be bankrupt by the end of the week. Then get your hot ass over here so we can ‘break’ you in.” Noir said with a sudden urgency in her voice.

“With pleasure Mistress.” Victoria said biting her lip as she hung up. She was going to like her career change.