A Daughter to Call Her Own

Justine was sick and tired of her step mom Annabelle trying to always buy her way into her life. It was bad enough when they lived under the same roof but even at college she was getting packages in the mail. Some had jewelry, some had makeup, some had slutty clothes. They all went unused and in a pile in her bedroom.

Annabelle had always wanted to have a daughter to call her own without the unpleasantness of child birth. She wanted to be able to mould a girl into a gold digging mega bitch just like her but Justine had resisted. She was a good person and wanted nothing to do with her evil step mom.

As Christmas approached she recieved yet another package in the mail. Always curious to see what her step mom sent she opened it to be surprised to see some cute looking sleepwear within. It was by far the most normal thing she had ever sent even if they skewed more on the sexy side.

Shrugging Justine picked up the pink clothing and felt an instant pleasurable shiver run down her spine. Rushing into her bedroom and locking the door she suddenly she couldn’t rip off her own clothes fast enough. She needed the sexy pyjamas on her body, she needed to know how they felt against her skin.

She wasn’t disappointed when she slid the short outfit onto her athletic frame. It felt made for her and clung to her physique perfectly. She noticed that it was actually accentuating her curves making her look slim around her waist but making her breasts seem larger of course what she didn’t know was that magic was playing a part.

“Wow these are making me look so fucking good. I even look tan and my hair looks so hot. Mmmmm I feel so yummy but somethings missing.” She said pouting feeling incomplete. That’s when she spotted something sparklingly in the corner of her room from one of her packages.

“Yessss that’s what I need, some of the expensive jewelry Annabelle sent will really add to my beauty.” She said vainly taking in her reflection while adding the hooped earrings to her ears, the sexy bracelets to her wrists and elegant chain to her neck. The cold metal gave her another pleasurable shiver only this time it felt as though almost all the warmth from her heart left her body when the jewelry snapped into place.

“I don’t know why I ever call her that, she is my Mom after all. She only wants the best for me and nothings to good for her princess. Now where is that makeup she sent.” Justine said digging into one of the othe packages and pulling out the various items Annabelle had sent. She excitedly applied everything she could loving how she looked and how the lipstick tasted.

She had applied everything like a pro despite being a novice at such a thing. She stood back and took in her whole look. She was looking more and more like a younger Annabelle and couldn’t be more happy.

“Fuck yes now I look like a stone cold bitch just like Mommy. She’s such a good role model. She has Daddy wrapped around her little finger like I should with one of these rich frat boys. She’s such a master manipulator, I bet she could even trick me….” She said trailing off suddenly realizing what had happened. She smirked at the realization.

“Oh Mommy you evil slut, all this stuff was meant to corrupt me into a sexy goddess like you… and it worked! I love what you made me into and I bet when I go home next week you can give me tips on how to become an even bigger evil bitch.” Justine purred totally succumbing to the cursed items her step mother had sent her.

Justine continued to look lovingly at her figure until she heard her roommates Lisa and Vicky come home. She rolled her eyes at thoughts of having them as friends. She would have to upgrade to better bitches soon. However as her eyes caught the boxes in the corner of her room she got a naughty idea.

Meanwhile hundreds of miles away Annabelle was just walking in the front door of their mansion exhausted from a long day of shopping when her phone buzzed. Hoping it was from one of her boy toys she was disappointed at first when it was from her loser step daughter Justine. However as she opened the message her disappointment turned to pride when she saw the picture attached of three knockout women each looking bitchy and hot.

“Hey Mommy thanks so much for all the hot jammies you sent, it really made me feel so hot and sexy. I hope you don’t mind but I gave the spares to Vicky and Lisa. They didn’t want them at first but I made them see it was better to wear them than to disappoint their Queen bee. They are so grateful now and follow me like the loyal bitches that they are. We are staying up all night to talk about how we are going to start our own sorority… or take one over, we can’t decide which is hotter. Can’t wait to come home and get all your advice. Love your princess, Justine xxx”.

Annabelle was turned on by how well her plan had worked. Not only had she turned her lame step daughter into a formidable alpha like her but that same daughter quickly corrupted her own friends too without remorse or second thoughts. She truly had created a daughter to call her own now.