1. Just like Magic Part 2 - The long way back


    Date: 2/18/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Authoritarian, Cum Swallowing, Female/Female, Transgendered, Author: Ovid, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    Dressed in formal maid's attire she entered from outside and placed a single glass of scotch by Virgil's hand before leaving the way she had arrived. “I need an assistant,” Virgil said, as he had the night he changed me “But more than that I need an apprentice. There are so very few of us left now.” “Magicians?” I asked. He took a sip and shook his head sadly “Wizards.” He was serious, he really was, and he had certainly proved that wizards were real, I was proof of that “But why me?” “Because you have the talent for it, you can sense the uncanny, the traces of magic. Vestigia we call it.” “But why turn me into a girl, and a slut?” my voice grew shriller, failing to hide my anger “I told you, I need an assistant, and I want a beautiful girl to fuck. I keep the people around me to a minimum Miss Williams, you are everything in one perfect parcel.” Another pause, another sip of his drink “How long?” I asked, “How long until I can change back?” “Traditionally the mastery takes ten years, some move faster, some slower,” I slumped back in my chair, ten years! Ten fucking years! But there wasn't any other way. Besides if he was telling the truth, and I thought he was, I could be a real wizard (or witch maybe). I had wanted that since I was six years old, surely that was worth a woman's body. I won't deny the idea of this new life excited as much as it terrified, and Virgil... I was starting to like Virgil. It was probably his spell but still the more we talked the calmer I seemed ...
    to feel. “Do I have to call you master?” he had called it 'the mastery' “Traditionally, like a school master” “Or a Jedi?” “If you like,” I wondered if Virgil had ever seen Star Wars. “If you accept my training I have just one condition,” he said, growing more serious “you may question, you may suggest but you will obey me until you reach the mastery. Absolutely, and without qualification. Do you so swear?” This was a big moment, perhaps the biggest of my life “I so swear.” he smiled broadly “Good, now stand up, let me take a look at you,” I did as I was told “Not bad, not bad at all. My former apprentice arrived back at my door in a boob tube and hot pants. Now, take off your dress.” “Err, master...” he stilled my hesitation with a look, it wasn't like I didn't know he wanted to use my body, it wasn't like my body didn't want to be used. Pulling the zip down my back I let the red dress crumple around my feet leaving me naked once again. The warmth of the fire pulsing against my skin. “Now tell me I am not an artist,” he murmured, seemingly to himself, as he ran his eyes over my curves. With a wave he bade me spin around. As I did I felt his hand grab one buttock and stopped, a burst of laughter told me he had seen the butt plug “You had an interesting few days I see,” he chuckled and let me go, I turned to face him. Perhaps predictably my master of the arcane arts had his cock out. Seven inches of turgid flesh jutting manfully from the depths of his unbuttoned fly. He didn't ...