The Witch and His Bitch

One day Roberto entered Stefano's shop and he was like "Hey, Stevie!" That dork. But Stefano, being a witch boy with a very long story, basically a few centuries long, did know the true price of people, especially those he planned to turn into his personal pets.

"So whatcha up to here?" Roberto giggled, looking around. There were shelves with all kinds of bottles, then there was a lot of labeled boxes, then all kinds of other stuff...

The box labels reminded him of a tea shop, the same funny names like "Potent Twilight". Probably a bunch of regular aphrodisiacs under fancy made-up titles.

Roberto didn't have much need to buy any of it anyway, for him it was enough of a turn on to just stare at the shopmaster himself.

From the waist up "Stevie" was covered like an elegant goth chick. Leather, fur, laces, all in black color. A black eyeliner, quite a few silver piercings on the ears and one on the lower lip.

Below the slender waist there was literally nothing but a whole lot of bare skin and the smallest black thong you could put on a guy without anything falling out of the package.

Only around the middle of his thighs the shop owner's body "remembered" that bodies need to be covered somehow and so there he had long black stockings and black sandals elevated by moderately high heels.

"Say, dude, you go outside like this too?"

"Hmm? Define 'like this'? Ah, you mean... No, no. I put on a skirt. This is just for the clients."

Now to think of it, Roberto never saw a second customer here, other than himself. How odd. It was always just two of them in the room and it was always awkward and sexy.

He loved paying frequent visits to the shop ever since he discovered it, but he would always get so turned on that he couldn't even stay and chat for five minutes. There was that insane urge to rush outside, find the nearest dark niche and jerk his balls off while thinking of the sexy shopkeeper.

Not just that, he'd then go back home, get on the internet, turn on the camera and start sharing his inspiration with the rest of the world while it lasted, smirking at user comments: "ur lookin so hot today!"

The tips on those days were so generous, maybe he needed to actually buy something from Stefano's shop after all, just to support his business... But what?

"Can I offer you a cocktail?" The shop owner had that look on his face as if he just enjoyed reading Roberto's mind this whole time.

"A cock... would do! Buuut a cocktail would be nice, too!" Roberto was overjoyed by his own joke while his eyes were glued to Stefano's fine ass the entire time the drinks were being made.

He would just dig his tongue between those soft butt cheeks right away if he wasn't too scared of making a bad impression. That's why he loved to relieve himself on webcam but in real life, he learned, the world didn't work like a porn movie.

If he really wanted to suck that ass, he'd have to figure out how to do things right and it was too much of a puzzle for his silly head.

Stefano finished working on the long and quite narrow glass he was now offering to his visitor. Only one glass though?

Stefano stretched the corners of his lips. "Well, I'm not thirsty. I just wanted you to check it out and tell me what you think of it."

"Mmm, this stuff tastes... good, I guess. But it's a little too thick for a refreshing drink, don't cha think?"

"Well, it's mostly the effect I'm looking forward to..."

"Uh? So what's the effff..." Suddenly Roberto was about to collapse on the floor but instead his body just hanged in the air, unconscious.

Next thing he could feel was laying on some couch. Not only he felt completely naked but his body itself felt very funny too, his head felt odd as well.

By some will that wasn't his own, his body rose up and there was that very strange feeling, as he moved, that his bones were made of rubber. It was inhumanly supple like his bones were composed of the same cartilage that supported the shapes of his ears and nose.

He tried to make a few steps... His body felt extremely light, yet he kept stumbling all the time, but instead of falling his body would just kind of hang there in the air as if he had puppeteer's threads attached to his limbs.

He tried to focus his eyes on anything in the room. It was vague but then he could see Stefano sitting in a large black chair.

"H-hey... man... wha- what's up?" he tried to wave his hand but his shoulder wouldn't even move. He realized none of his limbs were actually moving according to his own will and when he realized that, he was standing right in front of Stefano.

Something suddenly pressed heavily on his shoulders, the first thought was some man of incredible strength was behind him, laying both hands on his shoulders and pushing him down.

Rather than anything he could expect his body to do under that pressure, it reacted in the most extraordinary way: his spine curved backwards and his entire torso began to arch back, while his legs remained straight the whole time, until spinal column was bent so much that his upper back pressed against his own buttocks and only when no further folding was physically possible, his legs began to also deform to the pressure that didn't give him a breather at all.

When the boy thought he was going to end up as a puddle on the floor eventually, the person behind him stopped with the pressing but didn't release him. The boy realized he was right in front of Stefano's chair, his chest was pressured down to the level of the chair's seat.

Stefano rose his foot and put his black sandal on the boy's chest, not even making an effort but for the fella it felt like a huge gym barbell, two or three times heavier than himself, crushing his entire body down to the parquet flooring like a human cushion.

The person behind him finally released him as he was now pinned down by Stefano's foot. He was stunned to see it was an adorable blond teenager, he had never seen him before but apparently he modeled for that beautiful sculpture in front of Stefano's store.

"Marzo, sweetheart, could you please take a picture of me and my favorite internet celebrity here?"

The blond teen bowed most aristocratically, took out a phone from his white lace shirt's pocket, focused the camera and tapped on the screen.

Stefano nodded when Marzo showed him the screen of his shiny phone without a single trace of grease and human fingers on it. "Very good. Hang it in my bedroom."

"Yes, Master!" Marzo bowed and quickly walked out of the room.

Meanwhile, instead of pain from getting his every joint twisted and every muscle pulled, our fella felt nothing but pure ecstasy at the moment and was thoroughly indulging in his new state. It was like the erotic massage he had two days ago, he thought, that made him cum every five minutes.

He got so horny he couldn't think straight at all. All the memories he had in his mind were those of his most intense cumshots and he could barely remember a single other thing about his life.

All he could feel was his cock between his belly and the polished floor, it felt huge, long and rubbery, almost as if his own penis was magically replaced by a monster dildo.

He couldn't think about all that though, all he could manage was moving his hip to keep his giant cock rubbing against the floor. It was nothing like anything he hoped to experience in his life, he had no idea what all this was about but the whole trip was amazing, he thought.

"Lick me, snake." He heard Stefano's voice when he realized his inhumanly long tongue was licking his new Master's foot. Then he just lost himself.

Next thing he saw was Stefano, staring at the puddle of his new pet's doing. "Hmpf! That's why I don't like carpets on my floor."

The witch boy spit on the floor and the drop of saliva turned into a puddle of boiling water that quickly evaporated, removing every trace of cum.

He then stared intensely at the boy's crotch and his huge member turned and twisted on its own, until its full monstrous length crawled all the way into his own anus.

The boy literally jumped in excitement, his balls immediately emptied into his own ass from the sensation of being penetrated by his own giant member.

"Good, no need for a litter box for my new pet," Stefano smirked.

"I... I..." Still panting from that orgasm, the boy began to slowly get the idea of his own body, instead of human skin there was something, something that looked a lot more like rubber. He was completely naked and his body was so smooth and shiny. "Wh- who am I?"

"Umm. Let me think. How about I call you..." Stefano took him by the chin and stared into his eyes for a moment. "How about Ruby."

The boy batted his eyelashes: "Th- thank you... Master!"

"Now, shall we see what else you're capable of..."

Incredible joy filled the boy's mind and body. "Yes, my Master!"

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