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Miracle of Transformation

Chapters:
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A wave of energy surged out across the bann as the Shrine of Gloriel shattered. And everywhere it passed, the underlying reality of the world reasserted itself.

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In the stable of Boss Hager, Rachel remembered that she wasn’t a “Stable Girl” – she was the Stable Bitch. Her ragged clothes melted away, leaving her nude, but for a thick welded metal collar, by which she was chained to the stable wall. She remembered that her job wasn’t merely to sweep the stable and groom the horses – she was also responsible for tending to the sexual needs of the stallions, as well as being available for Boss Hager to ejaculate into, or anyone else that paid Hager a gold coin to use her.

How could she have forgotten these things? How could she have been wearing clothes? Hadn’t she always known, deep down, that this was her right and proper place in the world? She only had to look at her tits and cunt to understand that this was exactly where she belonged.

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Cindy the Baker’s Daughter almost cried with guilt as the wave washed over her. Just before Alyra had changed the world, her father had told her that she must develop her tits like a good cow, so that they would lactate and produce milk that could save her father money in the baking process. She had been supposed to spend half an hour each morning and evening stimulating her nipples via painful milking motions, but she hadn’t done it even once since Alyra’s spell.

Furthermore, she was supposed to be working with her tits out, to attract customers, and each day at lunch she was supposed to be putting on a show in the street outside where she pushed rolling pins up her cunt and anus, as a kind of gimmick.

No wonder they weren’t making any money!

And… worse… her father used to bake special pies filled with his cum, and the cum of some of his friends, that Cindy was instructed to sell only to unsuspecting female customers. But… had Cindy dared to tell him that was wrong? That she wouldn’t do it anymore?

She had! Why had she ever thought such a thing!

Her father was going to beat her so hard. He was going to strike her tits with a rolling pin, and flog her pussy with a whisk!

She had to act quickly to forestall his rage. Maybe… maybe if she caught him in bed, and… and massaged his cock? With her tits? Maybe if she let him cum on her… or maybe even in her…

But when she found her father, he was out in the backyard with Sue-Ellen the washer woman. They were both nude, and Sue-Ellen was bent forward at the waist, her huge tits resting on the surface of the old wooden outdoor work table. Cindy’s father was behind her, his cock buried in her fuckhole, and he was thrusting wildly as Sue-Ellen moaned.

“Ah, Cindy,” he called out, waving unconcernedly as he fucked the washer woman. “Sue-Ellen just came running to apologise for being a stupid bitch these last few months. Why don’t you help her out by taking one of your rolling pins and beating her tits while I fuck her?”

Sue-Ellen made a moan of humiliation.

“Isn’t it wonderful?” said Cindy’s father. “She doesn’t want to fuck me, but she’s realised her consent is irrelevant. It’s completely degrading to her that I’m fucking her, but she wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Cindy took a rolling pin and went to the table. Hesitantly, she brought it down on Sue-Ellen’s hits. Sue-Ellen made a whimper.

“Harder, honey, so she can feel it,” urged her father.

Cindy beat the woman’s tits harder, wincing in empathy which each blow. Sue-Ellen squealed but made no attempt to defend herself.

And inside Cindy, she knew that this was how things were meant to be. This was right. This was natural.

“I’m going to cum, soon, honey,” said her father. “When I do, make sure you catch my cum as it drips out of her in a cup. You can bake it into a pie for her to take home for her dinner.”

“Yes, daddy,” said Cindy, fetching a metal bowl from where it rested on the table.

“And Cindy?” said her father. “Do you have any thoughts about how you’re going to apologise for your bitchy behaviour this last little while?”

There was a dangerous glint in his eye, and Cindy knew that if she proposed anything less than acceptable to her father, she would regret it even more.

“Perhaps… you can do to me what you’re doing to Sue-Ellen,” she said in a small voice. “And… Sue-Ellen could beat my tits while you do…”

Her father smiled.

“Good girl,” he said. And then he ejaculated into Sue-Ellen’s cunt.

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Rapeberry stood nude before a group of young men of the village. She had thought she had a different name once. But that name had been a lie, and she knew that her only role was to train men in how to treat sluts like herself.

“I’m… I’m going to teach you Bitch Slap and Cunt Stab,” she told them.

The man chuckled, and stared at her tits and pussy.

“First is Bitch Slap,” she said. “I want you to come up to me and… and take turns slapping my face or tits. It should be hard enough to hurt and degrade me, but not so hard as to leave a permanent mark. I will thank you for each slap, and give you feedback on how to slap me better.”

“Then we’re going to practice Cunt Stab. I’ve got a range of handheld objects – dildos, hand-tools, small sticks, vegetables – and you’re going to practice forcing them up my cunt while I try to prevent you. You can use your new Bitch Slap skills to help force my compliance.”

“Finally, you can all have a turn at raping me, combining both skills to hurt and degrade me while you ejaculate into me.”

“And at the end of the lesson, you can take these skills home and practice them on the women in your life…”

She was crying as she said this. She didn’t want to be slapped and violated and raped. But she knew it was her proper place in life, because her cunt was already throbbing eagerly. She knew that, as much as she hated it, she would orgasm from each and every rape. Her degradation would feel good, even as it shamed and humiliated her.

How could she have ever believed she was good for anything else?

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Fuckflower, too, had realised that whatever name she had once had suited her far less than her new one. The spell had made her a trainer, offering the skills of Sharking and Pickpocketing, but with the spell gone she once again realised that the role of women such as herself was to be humiliated and abused.

She found herself rounding up the criminals and ne’erdowells of Sommerswyd. Most of them were men. Doubtless they would rape her soon, especially as she was exposing her tits and cunt to them like a good girl should. But she had a mission.

“The curse we have been under has been lifted,” she told them, “but in our neighbouring towns and villages women still falsely believe they have rights and dignity.”

“Aye, and what should we do about it?” asked a dirty, grinning burglar called Rusty Steve.

“We should use our talents against them,” said Fuckflower. “I can teach you how to rip a woman’s clothes off in public. I can tell you how to steal her gold, her possessions, and her birth control. Together we can work to humiliate women and leave them dependant on to the goodwill of men. We can help teach them that they are not allowed to own things, because they exist to be owned. We can help teach them that it’s not their decision whether their bodies are covered, and that their clothes can be taken from them at any time.”

It was making her wet already, the thought of stripping other women nude in public, reducing them to the thought of helpless slut that she now knew herself to be.

And it was just as well that she was getting wet, because after the men had finished cheering her idea and agreeing that they would help her implement it, Rusty Steve grabbed her arms, and then the men took turns raping her.

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The mayor woke from a long sleep to find both of his daughters sitting on his bed.

What was even more surprising was that they were nude. And there were tears in their eyes.

“Kessa, Leedell, what is this about?” he asked them.

“Daddy, we’ve been such… such bitches!” whimpered Kessa.

“We just realised how wrong it is,” said Leedell. “We’ve been bitches to men!”

“And cockteases!” said Kessa. “We’ve cockteased so many men. And we’ve teased women too.”

“Everyone in town wants to rape us, daddy,” said Leedell. “Especially after that traveller… used us in public.”

“I don’t know why we didn’t realise what cunts we were being,” said Kessa. “For some reason we thought we were people.”

“They’re going to rape us if we go out into the village, daddy!” said Leedell. “They’ll gangbang us, and then they’ll take us away to be pets somewhere! Or cows!”

The mayor looked at them. “And what do you want me to do about it?”

“We thought maybe if we were extra nice to you, you could protect us,” said Kessa.

“Yes,” said Leedell. “I know we’ve been brats and bitches to you, but you’re our daddy.”

“So we thought maybe we could put on a show, and you could watch and… play with your cock, and… then maybe you could protect us from the other men,” said Kessa.

“What kind of show?” asked the mayor.

By way of answer, the two nude girls turned towards each other, and kissed.

It was a long, slow, slutty kiss, and they were sure to let their daddy see their tongues intertwining. Leedell raised her hand to stroke her sister’s hair, and Kessa put her arm around her sister’s back.

Their tits were pressed together, and their faces were flushed. They began to rub their tits against each other.

Then they separated. Kessa pulled back the covers of the bed. Under it, their father was naked, and he did indeed have his hand on his erect cock as he watched his daughters.

Then Kessa pushed Ledell down. Leedell’s head rested between her father’s legs, facing up, so near to his cock that his testicles rested against her forehead. Then Kessa straddled her father’s legs, and her sister’s face, facing away, her asshole and pussy presented to her father.

She lowered herself down towards her sister’s face – and Leedell began to lick her cunt. At the other end, Kessa returned the favour, licking eagerly at Leedell’s twat.

The mayor watched his youngest daughter sticking her tongue into his eldest daughter’s fuckhole, and he stroked his cock. And when he felt his orgasm approaching, he pointed it at Kessa’s pussy, and sprayed her groin with his sticky seed, and watched with satisfaction as it dripped into Leedell’s open mouth. He laughed as both girls responded to this with simultaneous orgasms.

“All right, girls,” he said. “I’ll protect you from the worst of it. But under three conditions. The first is that you put on this show every day.”

“Yes, daddy,” chorused the girls. They seemed to have enjoyed licking each other’s pussies anyway.

“The second is that each day I will give you a public tit or cunt caning in the street. You’ve been a bitch to this town, and they need to see you being punished.”

The girls whimpered at this, but didn’t demur.

“And thirdly, some people in this village won’t be satisfied until they’ve raped you – but I’ll require them to pay for the privilege, and they can’t permanently damage you, and they can’t rape you in groups, and they can’t abduct or enslave you. How does that sound?”

It sounded terrible to the girls. But then, they’d never really understood how privileged they were, or how much of a perversion of nature it would be to not simply allow them to be raped by anyone who wanted to. Rich girls got special perks, even in a place like Sommerswyd.

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And in the fields outside Sommerswyd, the Fuckdoll Traveller suddenly appeared, with no battle music playing.

And she had a name. A real name.

Only… she knew it wasn’t the right name for her. “Fuckdoll” was a better thing to call her than anything she’d been born with.

But she was free. Free to be used, and raped, yes – but she would have a life between those moments now.

And it was all thanks to Justin.

He truly was the Hero of Sommerswyd.

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