Spellbooks: MrBig

by Freya

I had always been careful with money. Some said too careful. Yet despite this one fateful year things started to collapse around me. Gaining a little more confidence I got a credit card and maxed it out redecorating and furnishing my apartment. It was then when some unexpected bills and other payments hit and I was forced to get a bank loan. Not long after this another unexpected bill came in and I made the stupidest decision of my life. I went to a loan shark.

The loan shark worked for one of the gangs in the city. It seems foolish now but I was convinced I could pay it back within the month expecting some money to come my way. Of course typically now luck was not with me and the payment was not forthcoming. Pretty soon the interest started to hit and the debt started to rise.

Six months had gone by and the debt was getting pretty bad. So when I was summoned to meet Trent Sharpe, the leader of the gang I feared the worse. Of course I a considered making a run for it, but my whole life was here. I was pretty sure I would get a warning, and maybe a broken limb.

I made my way to the warehouse I was told to meet in. Coming to the entrance a big guy in a black jacket and obviously packing motioned for me to head in.

It kinda made me think of the movies or TV series coming here to an abandoned warehouse to meet the gang leader. He had set up some basic furniture, tables and chairs, a sofa obviously a place to meet and conduct business.

Mister Sharpe was sat on the couch, two of his guys nearby one sat casually on the edge of the table the standing behind the couch. I also noticed something that seemed a little out of place. Upon the table were two large and very old looking books. I could not fathom why they were here but thought little of it.

Mister Sharpe was a black man in his late thirties. He was of medium build and he kept his hair in dreadlocks. He wore a shape suite with a dark red waistcoat and blue tie. Looking at attire alone spoke of his wealth.

“Ahh Mister Thorpe. Come take a seat next to me.” Trent said motioning to the couch. He has a well spoken voice though there was a hint of the street beneath it and I guessed he has had elocution lessons sometime in the past. I was surprised by how casual he was being with me. I was expecting a pretty menacing situation, yet he was treating me like an old time friend who just dropped by for a visit. I took a seat but remained tense, literally on the edge of my seat.

He looked at me for a few seconds before he reaches into a pocket and withdrawing a piece of paper. Unfolding it he passed it over to me. I looked at it then back to him confused. The lettering was English, but the words made no sense to me. They were like something from another language, yet did not seem familiar to any of the modern western European languages. I saw Mister Sharpe motion to the guy sat on the edge of the table, who stood up and walked over a few feet away in front of us.

“Right Mr Thorpe, I want you to do something for me. A simple task. I want you to read what you see on this paper. Whilst doing this I want you to focus on John here and imagine him as somebody else, anyone you want.”

I looked at him incredulously but he just grinned. “Indulge me.”

I had no idea what the purpose of this was. Seemed a stupid exercise to me, but I was not going to argue.

I started to read the words keeping this man John in my peripheral vision as I did so. As I read it I imagined instead of standing there a black man in his twenties, a white girl of sixteen instead. As I read the last words something astonishing happened. I felt a strange tingle build up inside me then flow out from me towards John. He started to change. His body shrunk and reformed, and standing there instead of the man John was an extremely annoying looking sixteen year old girl. It could only have taken a few seconds for him to transform. I was dumbstruck and simply gawped. It could not have been some elaborate setup as how did they know what I was thinking. I looked to paper then back to the girl.

Trent Sharpe had a huge grin on his face. “Perfect. You’re a natural.” He said clapping me on the back with his hand. “Okay John, you have the rest of the night off. Now you know don’t do anything foolish otherwise I wont have one of my boys to watch my back anymore, I will have to find a different role for you.” He said with a laugh. John, or the girl who was John glared at her boss a few seconds before heading off still dressed in the far too big for her now male clothing.

“Wh…what’s going on…” I asked still shocked by what just happened.

“It’s very simple.” Mister Sharpe replied. Recently these two books, these spellbooks came into my possession.” He said gesturing to the books on the table. “One a book of the body, the other a book of the mind. Of course at first we thought is was garbage but after a little messing around I discovered the magic was true,  There were spells that found transform the body, and spells that could control the mind. Though oddly only the female mind. So I got some of my boys to try it out and quickly discovered only two people could use it. Myself and my man Abe who is my second. Now then I hit upon an idea but it was not something I was going to risk myself or Abe doing and that’s where you come in.”

I swallowed and looked at him nervously as he continues. “You ain’t the first in my debt to be tested on this, but you are the only one who managed to evoke the magic. So I am going to make you an offer now. I will wipe your debt clean if you do a little job for me. There are a few risks, but if you follow the plan well you should come out the others side okay and debt free.”

He paused looking at me to see if I was interested. I did not want to get involved in the murky realm of the underworld, but a chance to clear my debts was certainly appealing and I nodded for him to go on.

“I am a big player in this city, a very big player. Yet despite this there is one man more powerful than me. And I don’t like being number two. I am sure you have heard of the so called Mister Big. His and my gang have been at war for over a decade. Yet for now he has held more terrain and has more gang members. I plan to cut off the head from this gang, and that’s where you come into play. I want you to infiltrate his mansion for me.”

I gave him an alarmed look but he pressed on before I could say anything. “Now I ain’t looking for you to do anything like kill him. I have something much better planned for him anyway. But I am looking for you to lead him out of there, and that’s where the spell you cast comes into being.”

I took a deep breath listening as he continued. “Now then. On a regular basis he has girls sent to him from one of the brothels he operates in the city. He rarely gets the same girl twice and some say he is looking for a special kind of girl to make his bitch. He has a thing for Nordic looking busty slutty looking girls and so far none have satisfied this. Plan is Abe who is especially good at casting the spells will transform you into his ideal girl. We will divert the girl going to his mansion on the night and you will take her place. You will be lead to his room where he fucks the girls and you will drug him. This should be easy. He likes a glass of wine brought to him before getting down to business. You will slip the drug in this and it should knock him out in under a minute. Once done you will use the spell to transform him into a woman then another spell that controls the mind of a woman. You will command him, now her not to try and raise the alarm when she awakes, not to try and resist you but do exactly what you say. We have tested and the commands do work on someone unconscious, that is when they become conscious the commands given will be in place. Once she awakes an hour or so later you will then lead her out the house, the guards should not give you any bother, he has been known to take two girls at a time. Then you lead him back here and your job is done.”

“Umm…why do I have to turn into a woman. Why can’t you just turn me into one of his men and I do it that way?”

“Simple. For starters no matter how hard we try we cannot make someone look exactly like someone else, close but if somebody knows a person well the transformed person wont fool them. And the other reason is the only place he lets down his guard a little is in the bedroom when none of his boys are around. You need to be a chick, and the sort he would wanna fuck all over the bedroom.”

I winced a little at the thought of being put in such a body but nodded.

“Now are you interested? Or do we keep you debt and find other ways for you to pay it off?”

I only hesitated a few seconds in answering. Sure it sounded a bit risky, but it seemed even more risky to remain in this man’s debt. “Okay I’ll do it.”

“Good choice Mister Thorpe. Now a little word of caution. When transformed you still retain your mind. However the body might influence you somewhat. You are going to be given a very slutty body and thus might get very slutty desires. So if when you find yourself in ‘Mister Bigs’ presence you decide you might try out that slutty little body of yours before you knock him out, out of curiosity well don’t. The spell lasts a certain amount of time before running out. But if a man cums in you before that happens it binds you to the form and nothing will ever be able to change you back. Casting the spell again wont work. You are stuck like that for the rest of your life. So unless you want to end up a big tittied slut I would simply carry out the plan as I laid it down.”

I nodded. I had no plans on having sex no matter what desires my body might have.

“Good. Abe will come around to your house in three days. He will cast the spell and another he learnt that prolongs its duration. You will wait around for a few hours whilst we make a few other arrangements and waylay the girl intended for him. Then we will send you a cab and you will head to his and proceed with the plan. When you cast the spell make her sexy. I plan on using that new bitch for my own personal use and humiliating her.” He said laughing. I gave a nervous laugh back as I thought of just what I was getting myself into.

The next three days went quickly. I organised time of work. Used the last of my two weeks leave just to be absolutely sure and prepared for what I had to do.

I have to admit on a number of occasions I nearly pulled out. But the thought of having no more debt made me decide to go ahead.

On the third day Abe arrived.

He had not been at my initial meeting with Trent. He was a small man with sharp features and intelligent devious eyes. He looked me over with a grin before getting down to business. When he spoke it was with a refined intelligent accent though with a hint of the street underneath.

He took out two pieces of paper and placed them on the table. “These are the spells. The transformation spell and the mind control spell to use. I suggest memorising them just in case. You will however find that they will soon fade from your mind and from the paper. We think the magic of the books somehow stop people remembering or being able to make copies of spells for any length of time.”

I nodded and inwardly cursed a little as it would have been useful keeping those spells after the job.

He then took out a soluble tablet and placed it down. “This is the drug. Slip it in his wine and it should dissolve in a matter of seconds. It has no taste so he wont notice a thing. One gulp and he will be out for an hour.” The final thing he tossed down was a small bag. “And here are your clothes. Only thing now is to cast the spell.” He said the grin preparing.

I took a deep breath and nodded readying myself.

He started chanting the words. I suddenly felt a strange tingle engulf me and then in what seemed less than a second I felt myself transformed. I nearly lost my balance as my centre of gravity quickly changed as Abe continued chanting the second spell to lengthen the time of the transformation.

I looked down at myself stunned seeing the big..no huge looking globes on my chest and feeling the swish of my new long blond hair where I had once had short black hair. My body felt strange…yet good. Really good. I continued looking down seeing my new flat stomach and wide hips. Long sexy legs and delicate hands and feet. And I  could now feel a different in my crotch and knew my cock and balls were no longer there and were replaced with a pussy and clit.

Abe finished the second spell and looked me over that grin returning to his face with an added lustful glare. “Hmm my best work yet. I would be tempted to try that slutty new body of yours out…” I looked at him alarmed. “…were I not due back.” He said laughing at my reaction. “You look like a true slut now A much better improvement on that unhealthy male body you had and perfect for that arsehole we are going to trap. You know after if you like we could make it permanent. I could give you a much better life than what you have now.”

“Umm no thanks.” I replied not liking how this was going. “I like being a man.”

He laughed again. “Yeah I was not being serious, but fuck you are hot.  Okay a cab arrives at eight and will take you to his house. You know what you have to do. A car will be waiting in the next street when you lead him…or rather by then her out. Get her in the car and you consider your debt paid.”

I nodded and he gave me one last look over and seeming satisfied took his leave. I immediately stripped off my clothes and went to the mirror and was shocked by what I saw.

The next few hours were a bit of a blur. I tried doing this as ordinarily as possible, tried ignoring my new body but it was hard. I felt different, my centre of gravity was different whenever I sat I could feel the large orbs of my breast, when I stood I felt them bounce. I felt..well feminine and sexy and so tempted to play with myself. Of course another big reminder of how I was not was when I went to the toilet. And oh gods when I decided to take a shower, I think I nearly orgasmed just doing that. Eventually the time arrived. I dressed. Slipped into my purse the things I needed and headed off for his mansion.

When I got there I was ushered in. The men there obviously used to girls like me heading in to show their boss a good time. It felt weird getting all those leering looks and one even slapped my arse. I know I should have been grossed out by it all but I was actually a little flattered even turned on.

Eventually I got to his room. Knocked and headed in. He was lounging on the bed shirt undone. He was a big black guy, fairly muscular and with a shaved head. I would not say overly handsome, but he certainly had a strong masculine charisma to him which let men know who was boss and which drew woman to him. At the time I did not realise he was having that effect on me.

As I was looking him over, he was doing the same with me with a leering grin until eventually he spoke up. “Well now. I think you have to be the finest piece of ass they have ever sent me.” He said beckoning me to come in closer as he continues to eye me up, his gaze most often going to my cleavage.

I swallowed nervously not sure what to say.

“It’s okay baby. Why don’t you get us both a glass of wine so we can relax a little and get to know one another before we get down to business.” He said gesturing to an already opened bottle and two glasses on the side.

I turned and breathed a sigh of relief that they had been right about him wanting a drink before he fucks the girls. I headed over and poured out to large glassfuls of wine before popping in the pill they gave me. It dissolved instantly and I headed back over to the bed.

it. He suddenly grabbed me and twisted me around pulling me back against him. I felt his strong masculine body press against my curvy form as his hand snaked around my waist and up to my large breast. It took all my willpower not to try and pull away as I held onto the fact that any minute now the drug would take effect and he would fall asleep.

I froze. He knew. How did he know. I started to struggle to break free when I heard him saying something. Strange word yet familiar. Then I suddenly remembered. They were the words I intended for him after I changed him. The words to the spell of mind control over women.

“No.” I shouted squirming and trying to kick free but he was too big and strong holding me in place as he finished the spell. “I will do anything you want.” I heard myself say and I new I was completely under his power.

He took the glass from my hand and placed it to the side with his own before sitting back on the bed and pulling me to sit on it between his thighs.

I could definitely feel a large bulge against me now as he pulled me close.

“Freya is a good name for you so I think I shall continue to call you that. I guess you are wondering how I knew. I guess you can call it a mix of a little luck and a lot of pragmatism.”

I started to wriggle a little when he suddenly said in a commanding voice. “Stay still.” I instantly stopped unable to fight the magic as he continued.

“Now I knew that asshole Sharpe was up to something. Was going to move against me. I just did not know how. So I decided to move against him first. I’m the number one in this city. I own this town and I was merely tolerating his presence. So we set up a raid. Took them by surprise and soon had wiped them out. My boys got a little blood thirsty. But luckily when we were cleaning up that little rat Abe showed up. After a little ..persuasion he was soon telling me everything they had planned. I did not believe him of course it was absurd until he showed me. I watched him transform a cactus into a rose. So I took those spell books and found I was a natural using them. And so that leaves what you intended to do. Now I know you have debts. You were desperate. But that does not change the fact you tried to fuck me. And now I am going to fuck you.”

I felt him pull the top of my dress down revealing my massive titties which he grasped in both his hands groping and squeezing them. I could not help myself as my nipples hardened instantly sending little electric like pulses of pleasure throughout me. His hand then moved down and hiked up my skirt exposing my bare pussy. Suddenly his fingers started to rub my pussy and clit.

“Mmm yeah that spell did a good job on you slut.” He said continuing to rub my clit. I could feel myself starting to get wet. I could feel myself getting more and more turned on.

“Please…no…you can’t…I’m a man.” I protested starting to squirm under his attentions.

“You don’t look like no man now. And I don’t give a shit. You have the body of a hot slut now. Besides. Something about knowing you were once a man turns me on. I am an Alpha Male. And the thought of subjugating and dominating you, making you act like my horny little slut really turns me on.”

He pulled himself up behind me and stood next to the bed pulling free his shirt and then dropping his trousers. My eyes must have popped from my skull. Now I knew why he was called Mister Big. Not because he was a big player in the city. From what popped free in front of me he should have been called Mister Huge. His cock was enormous. And oh so thick. I could not take my eyes off it. I had never had any gay feelings in the past, but now the sight of this big thick slab of black man-meat before me was awakening desires inside me I never knew I had.

As if reading my mind he laughed. “Yeah this is prime black cock baby. Most women just can’t handle it. Look at you gazing at it. You want it don’t you? Must be hard the torment in your mind, your old male self humiliated wanting out of this situation. Your new female self wanting to submit and take my cock. You see when the spell was cast on you it was to give you a slutty body to seduce me. So naturally you are filled with all sort of feminine desires. You were given a slutty body so no doubt you will be nearly constantly horny.”

As he said those words I knew they were true. The desire for it was so strong.

He grasped his cock in his hand and slapped me in the face with it  few times humiliating me even more as I felt that hard thick hot shaft slap against my cheeks. “Now suck it bitch. And don’t get any ideas about biting down on it.” He commanded.

I tried to resist of cause, but the spell was too strong. Grasping his cock in one hand I drew my lips towards it, smelling that strong masculine musky scent which for some reason only turned me on even more.

I really had to stretch my lips to take that big fat cock but eventually I managed to wrap them around the head. I could taste a little salty pre-cum, which rather than taste disgusting actually tasted kind of nice. Swirling saliva around his cock I started to suck it down deeper feeling the big black shaft stuffing my mouth.

I could not believe I was doing this. Only this morning I had been a man, and here I was not a busty blond slut taking a big massive cock in my mouth.

I built up a pace now sucking harder and faster, slurping loudly as I left saliva trails along the length.

I felt him grab my hair in his strong hands. “Oh yeah. You’re a natural cocksucker. Fuck that’s good.” He moaned guiding me as I sucked him off.

I continued slurping back and forth, pressing my tongue against the underside of his shaft and moaning.

I did this for a good five minutes before he pulled me from his cock and pushed me back onto the bed as he started to wank his cock.

I watched fascinated seeing another man stroking his big fat shaft over me when suddenly he groaned loudly and thick white streams suddenly sprayed out splattering against my massive titties. I felt the hot spunk spraying over me as he marked me as his and it made me feel like such a slut.

“Rub it in.” He commanded. I started to do so feeling it on my hand, massaging it into the flesh of my tits. I breathed a little sigh of relief. He had cum on me, not in my pussy. In another few hours I would turn back. But then I noticed his cock was still hard. I looked up at him and he was grinning down at me.

“Thought that was it didn’t you. Well there are more than those two spells in the books. I used another one on myself, Virility. Means I can keep hard for as long as I want and produce as much seed as I want. Now lay back on the bed and spread them legs.”

I swallowed hard and tried with all my will to resist his command but once again I found I could not as I lay back down looking up at him towering over me.

He moved between my spread legs and started rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy. I felt waves of pleasure and desire run through me, a real deep need to be filled.

“Mmm you’re wet slut. Let’s see if you can take my cock.” And with that he started to slide into me.

I felt the head pop inside me as he continued pushing in. My eyes widened as I felt my pussy start to stretch around his cock as he eased it in inch by inch. It was such a strange feeling to have a cock pushing into a pussy..my pussy. To be the penetrated rather than the penetrator.  I winced feeling a little pain, yet for some reason that also felt good, a good sort of pain. Eventually I felt his balls rest against my arse and I knew he was all the way in.

I lay there feeling this big hard throbbing cock buried to hilt inside me causing little moans to escape from my lips.

“Oh fuck…you’re the first slut to have been able to take my whole cock. No other slut has been able to which is why I kept getting new girls sent round. Looks like I got myself my girl now. Gonna make you my little cock whore.” And with that he start to draw back then thrust hard into me.

The feeling of pain started to ebb away a little and I felt a build up of pleasure inside me. My juices coating his cock as he thrust into me, building up the pace and taking me hard. Oh gods. This was what it felt like to be fucked as a woman. I had no idea it felt so good and was only getting better.

He suddenly flipped me so he was on the bed behind me and lifting my leg shoved his cock back into my pussy and continues to fuck me. I could feel what I can only guess as mini orgasm start to build inside me now. They felt incredible yet promised so much more as I let out little girlish squeals of pleasure whilst my pussy quivered around his cock gripping it tightly.

“Oh you like that don’t you. You make a natural slut. Should have been born one. You have found your natural self now.” He said as he continues to grind into me.

After a little while more of this he flipped me again so I was on my hands and knees and guided his cock in behind me.

He thrust hard into me whilst slapping my arse making me feel humiliated yet even more turned on. I felt incredibly feminine and submissive.

I could not deny I was a woman being fucked in this position being fucked doggy style, my massive titties hanging below me and swaying each time he rammed his thick cock home.

I could feel every vein throbbing in me as he used me for his pleasure. My own pleasure growing by the second as his big cum filled balls slapped against me.

He suddenly grabbed me by the hair pulling my head up and back as he leaned forward to growl in my ear. “Time to make you a woman forever.” He said releasing my hair and grabbing my hips.

He roughly thrust his cock into me another few times before eventually pulling back on my hips and ramming his cock in a deep as he could go. I knew he was about to cum and part of me managed to briefly break through the spell and struggle to pull forward, but he held me in place and suddenly I felt his cock twitch and start to spurt a thick load of his hot seed deep inside me.

The feel of all that cum erupting in my pussy was too much and I screamed out in pleasure as a massive orgasm ripped through me. My pussy spasmed around his cock milking it as I felt his cum fill my womb. As I moaned and squirmed in pleasure I felt a tingle run through me as the magic locked me in the form forever and reality shifted around me as though I had always been a girl.

“You’re my girl now. You are my slutty little cock-whore will pleasure me whenever I command and act the good little trophy around my house.”

And with that I knew my life would never be the same.

A year on I have settled into my own life. He fucks me every day. And I have to admit I love it. I have submitted to my new position and my new desires. I don’t know if the mind control spell still has sway over me or yet because I want to do what he wants of me.

I also enjoy all the lustful stares and leers I get off his men and the occasional arse slap or pinch from them.

I know he can be a ruthless bastard at times. I know he is a gangster. But he does good things too. He gives a lot to charity. I know that does not make up for the bad things he does, but I….well I have come to love him and he loves me too.

He still treats me like a slut. And in truth I love that need to be dominated and used. But he also treats me like a princess too giving me a big allowance to spend on clothing, jewellery and make-up. I must always look sexy and slutty for him.

Recently the books disappeared. I have no idea how. But not before he cast one last spell on me. A fertility spell. He has decided he wants to have kids, Wants and heir to his empire and I am to be their mother. He plans to marry me next month. I guess I must have fully accepted being a woman now as I can’t wait and already look forward to going shopping for a gown with some of my friends.

I have to go now. He just walked in the room, cock fully erect and it’s time for his slutty girl to service him.

The end.