Steve now mentally synchronized, has made peace with being a werewhore, and being on the recieving end and accepted the lustful hunger—not like he has a choice...
“Fuck it. I’m doing it.”
Steven took a breath and went to knock on her door. Drew watched and grew annoyed that he would even think of talking to that woman again. He was already angry over the whole situation that Janie put him in. He hoped that she wouldn’t open the door.
“Why am I not surprised,” Janie greeted unamused.
“I know you don’t wanna see me, and I’m terrified of being here. But despite it all; you’re the only one that can help me with all this.”
“Help you?”
“Help me… be a female.”
She just kept staring.
“I don’t know shit about my bra size or dresses and shit yall wear.”
“Who said you had to wear a dress‽ Have you ever seen me in one? You’re still just a typical man, who doesn’t know shit about being a woman.”
“The fuck are you doing, Steve-o‽”
“I know! You’re the only one I know, please, I can’t ask another fe—woman. You did this to me, the least you could do is help me be a good one.”
“But you won’t ever be. You’re just a whore for dick, a poor excuse of a woman, you’ll never be a real woman, just one part time.”
“I know I’ll never be loved, probably never have a period, or a kid, but I’m accepting it, okay? I’m not asking for friendship, or nothing. I have nobody to turn to and I feel like you care a little. I just need to be pushed in the right direction.”
“You think I care in the slightest?”
“I don’t think you’re a bad person, just people like me just make things harder for you. I can’t be the person you hate anymore, and you said it more than once, that we could’ve been different, now you made me different.”
“It’s getting late, Steph.” She looked at the sky.
“I’ve been feeling her inside of me ever since last night, I’ve been crying nonstop, and all the things she knew and remembered when I wasn’t there… is in here now. I’m begging.” He started crying. “I’ll… I’ll take another demon gangbang. I just feel like you’re the best example to learn from.”
“You’re so desperate it’s funny. I might think about it, don’t call me, I’ll call you. Night Steph.”
Drew watched the door shut and him wiping his eyes get in his car and drive off.
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Back at Stevens place, Drew tried to keep a neutral expression for Stevens case.
“Is he… okay,” Calvin asked.
Drew just looked at him.
“Okay, I’m getting in the shower now.”
“You okay, Steve-o?”
“I’m fine, man. Just still processing.”
“You want burgers or something, have you ate,” Drew asked.
“No I—sure, whatever’s fine.”
Drew watched him go to the bathroom, waited for the shower to start.
“What took so damn long?”
“He had to talk to her, is what.”
“Why‽ What could he possibly say to her?”
“I don’t know. I was in the car. They talked, when he went to his car, he looked like he was crying. He ain’t say shit to me or look at me.”
Calvin just sighed and threw his arms up.
“He’s hungry, I’m hungry, I’m getting food.”
Steven sat in the shower and thought, thought about what to do about his friends, when he’s Stephanie again. He understood how Drew felt and something told him, with how long and well he knew him; he would be good to him, and maybe he should trust him, not to date, but to be his go to, since he hasn’t actually changed at all since this happened.
Drew had went back over Janie’s and knocked on the door.
“God damn it, Stephanie,” she yelled before opening. “Why are you—who are you?”
“I’m Drew.”
“Are you Stephanie’s friend from earlier?”
“Yeah, that’s me.”
“One of his dude bro buddies. What do you want?”
“I want a cure, he’s suffered enough already.”
“A cure? Suffered enough? Do you know what his body count is?”
“We get pussy, so… a lot…?”
“Do you hear yourself? I’m sure you know why I did it, and here you are telling me you’ve used many women.”
“Like chicks don’t do it?”
“They do it because you do it.”
“I’m not about to argue about who likes sex the most, or whatever, but he’s miserable and you need to cure him.”
“Duh. He’s supposed to be! It’s a punishment. So no, I won’t.”
“I can’t keep seeing him so fucked up over you, just because you don’t agree with how we live. We’ll let everything go if you just give us the cure. Life’s full of stuff we don’t like, it’s just how it is. Cope.”
“Yeah, you’re right. Being cursed to be a whore is just life for him, so cope. Wait… you fucked her, didn’t you? Why are you upset when she’s the easiest lay you’ll ever get?”
He scowled and she chuckled.
“Guys like you always go on about bros before hoes… what’s it like when your bro is a hoe? He already was one, but what’s it like when he’s a hoe you can actually fuck‽”
“Watch it!”
“Watch you fuck her? I’ll pass. But I can picture it. I bet you feel so bad, so dirty for doing it! Does it make you wonder?”
“Why was he crying earlier?” He tried to ignore her teasing.
“Because he’s full of magic estrogen.”
“Seriously!”
“You know us women; if we’re not up to your expectations and desires, then we’re crying and nagging for something. He wanted help, something I don’t care to give. Why would I want to make life easier for her?”
“So he’s fucked a few chicks? You’re just mad because he didn’t wanna fuck you, that you’re all scrawny and ugly. So you go all overkill. You’re just fucking vindictive and pathetic!”
“And this is how you ask for things? Have a good night.” She went to shut the door.
He shoved it open. “I’m not going anywhere without that cure. Give me the fucking cure, you nasty bitch!”
“I’m not giving you anything. Now get out!”
“No! All this bullshit because you don’t like the fact he just wanted to fuck you, then found your washboard chest nasty. You’re worse than he is!” He yelled in her face.
She tried to push him out.
“You fucking lead him on, like you don’t like men to do… you tricked him into bed and fucked him. Does that sound familiar?”
“Don’t compare me to him! I had my reasons, as you can see.”
“Excuses! You’re just as bad as you think we are, you did everything you hate men to do, and that makes you a fucking hypocrite!”
She smacked him.
“Strike a nerve?” He smiled.
“Don’t compare me. I’m better than him,” she growled.
“You’re worse!”
Shut up!” She slapped him and punched him in the face.
“Not only did you trick him and use him… you just couldn’t leave it alone! You had to turn him into a woman addicted to sex. You still didn’t let it go.”
“Stop!”
“No. You need to face what you did.”
“I did what I needed to do!” She tried to push him.
“You had him knocked out and tortured. He was tied up in your house for two days, you left him to that curse with no… no cum like she needs, just suffering!” he closed in on her. “Then you let her get raped, over and over, all night, by demons. Big ass dick demons!”
Janie kept backing up.
“And those demons kept coming, taking her many at a time… until she was in pain, swollen, bruised, bleeding, then let more of them rape her! Why did you stop, because you were too tired to keep watching‽ He was traumatized! And that’s okay with you‽ That makes you worse. You’re the monster you think he is—the bigger monster than he could ever be. You’re worse than those demons that almost fucked him to death! When he tries to ask you for help, and probably looked for forgiveness, you turn him away! Who the fuck is the real criminal‽ Who’s the real evil ass bitch‽”
She was furious and punched him in the jaw, he was quick to punch her in the stomach and slap her hard enough to knock her back.
“What? Don’t like the truth‽”
“Fuck you!”
“The nicest thing you can do is give me the fucking cure.”
She had braced herself on her dining room table.
“You’re not getting a cure!”
“Yes I am.” He closed in.
“No… you’re not.” She said with a desperate laugh and roared; “I don’t have one and and Babs didn’t ever make one!”
She spun around with a full bottle of Jim Beam to hit him in the face. He caught and snatched from her and swung it at side of her head so hard, that it cracked, and the second swing downwards shattered it. She crashed down with the pieces. She looked up at him as the blood started to cover her face and her vision blurry.
“You better find a fucking cure,” he said through clenched teeth.
Drew dropped what was left of the bottle and left, locking and shutting the door behind him. Janie stared and tried to pull herself up but couldn’t find the strength, so she started to try and drag herself.
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Drew had stopped to get burgers from White Castles, now calm and went back in his condo.
“He’s still in there?”
“Yep. Needs it though.”
“Uh-huh.” He nodded and sat everything down.
“I’ve been thinking… if it needs to be done, I’ll take one for the team and have sex with her, but if they are like combined and whatever; then only if she ask.”
“It sounds bad when you say ‘take one for the team’, bro.”
“Ah shit. My bad, but you know what I mean. As a bro, for being friends. I think we should help her get laid too. I know it’s a double standard, but I don’t want just any dude… ya know?”
“Right.”
They heard the shower turn off and a few moments later he came out in a towel.
“Got food bro,” Drew said.
“Thanks man.”
“We need to talk about something, nothing bad, I think it’ll help,” Calvin said.
“Same here.” He went loosen his towel.
“Umm, what are you doing,” Calvin asked.
Steven pointed towards the blinds and the moonlight shining through. He choked and dropped the towel, doubled over, stumbled some and braced himself on the table, heavy breaths and groaned and growled. Then she stood, dried off and sat down on the towel.
“Steve,” Drew called out.
“Or… Stephanie,” Calvin asked.
“Yeah.”
“Yeah,” they both repeated.
“Yeah. You can call me Steve if it’s easier for you.”
“Do you like the name Stephanie,” Drew asked.
“Actually I do—now. I like it, I think I look like a Stephanie.”
“So you’re you,” Drew asked.
“Uh-huh. So what did you want to talk about, Cal? You can go first.”
He just looked at her.
“Sit down, let’s talk. Eat. Relax. It would be nice if you sat next to me on the couch.” She said, grabbing a burger to eat
They both eased down with her in the middle, and grabbed some themselves.
“Are you two okay?”
“It’s just… weird—weirder that you’re now you,” Calvin said.
“Yeah, I guess it is. But what was you wanting to talk about?”
“I’m only saying this because we’re friends, and I only want to do this for you, understand? ‘Cause we bros… err… sis…? Anyway; I don’t want you just fucking anybody, I think we should be careful and help you find people. I know that comes off kinda fucked up, like it shouldn’t be different when you’re a chick…”
“It’s not. You’re always saying don’t fuck anything that walks. And you gave me shit every time I had an STD.”
“I guess I do… do those things.”
“Yeah.” She smiled. “I don’t care if you call me bro or sis.”
“Dudes like non gender, I guess,” Drew added.
“Yeah, right, or that. Was there anything else?”
“Yeah. Ummm. Don’t take this the wrong way, but; I’ll do it—do you, but like, only if you want me to. I’m not trying to rape you?”
“Take one for the team, huh,” she teased.
“You said that was a bad way of putting it, ya dick! She said it too,” Calvin yelled at Drew.
“Sorry, bro! I guess it’s cool if Steph’s cool!”
“Now it’s cool, huh‽”
She couldn’t help but giggle, and covered her mouth out of surprise.
“Was that a giggle,” Drew asked.
She nodded.
“Well, lover boy over here, was trying to give me shit earlier.”
“I’m sorry, you two arguing is always funny, I just can’t hide it, and you’re arguing over me, like I’m some delicate little girl.”
“Ya kinda are, though,” Drew said.
Stephanie socked him in the arm.
“Ahhh, damn it,” he hissed. “Not as hard as dude you, but that still hurt like a mother!”
She giggled again. “Cal, I was thinking too, in the shower. I ain’t gonna ask you to do something you’re uncomfortable with.”
“No, no, it’s cool.”
“You made me look away from you, the first time, Cal. I got all the memories of stuff I wasn’t there for. I really don’t know why I feel this way, but, bro… I don’t think I can actually stop having sex if we were doing it—and I know what happens if I don’t get nutted in. I’d still feel bad if you can’t look me in the face. Not like we gotta make out or some shit. I don’t really wanna fuck any dude! But if I had to… and I do; the homies come first.”
Calvin looked surprised.
“If I needed you, then you need to be a man about it. If you can look at me while we eat, you can look at me with ya dick in me.”
Drew laughed. “Yeah bro! You supposed to be an alpha male! Wait. How are you just sitting here and not dick hungry?”
“I’m horny as fuck, bro. I’m struggling over here and losing. Why you think I sat on my towel, there’s a about to be a wicked wet spot. Wanna feel?”
“Uhh… yeah…? If that’s cool?”
“Drew, I’m doing every thing I can not to jump your bones, right now. And you know you like me an wanna do it.”
Drew stuck his hand between her legs and felt her wet bush.
“Damn.”
“Yeah, see? Wet as fuck, right? Get in there, man!”
“Okay.”
Drew pushed his fingers inside and she moaned.
“At first, I felt like I was sitting in the backseat of a Tesla driving itself. Now, It’s like… me but not me. Like I’m driving, but it’s somebody else’s car, I guess. Driving Miss Daisy shit. Like I’ve been reprogrammed, but I guess I was, though. It’s straight up like that old ass song.” He sung, “my mind id telling me nooo, but my body is telling me yeessss…. But my brain is like; yeah. Hell yeah.”
“Cal, dude, feel her pussy, she’s wet as fuck.”
“I’m good.”
“You said you were gonna help me, Cal. Don’t start being a bitch about it.”
“I’m not.”
“Then do it, bro. Man up and grab me by the pussy!”
Calvin rolled his eyes and stuck his down there and pushed his fingers in her. “There!”
“Fuck bro,” Stephanie moaned loudly.
“At least the other Stephanie was polite,” Calvin muttered. “Are you really Steven?”
“I’m fucking Stephanie, bro. My mind is Steve-o, but brain and everything else is Stephanie,” she moaned.
Calvin pulled his hand away.
“I can’t really explain it. I feel more and more like a female. Maybe the demon gangbang did something to me.”
“How,” Drew asked.
“Demons are like magic creatures, and those were sex demons, so they probably got magic cum. I fucked like seventy-five of them.”
“That probably checks out,” Calvin said.
“I almost forgot about you, Drew.”
“What about me?”
She went to straddle his lap.
“Well… I was thinking about both of you in the shower, like I said. We are best friends, man. The best thing I can do for you is trust you and be your bitch.”
“Like… a girlfriend?”
“Nah, bro. But damn close enough.”
He looked surprised.
“You gonna keep staring or kiss me?”
They kissed rough, lashed their tongues at each other, he grabbed her ass.
She broke the kiss. “So you’re gonna fuck me now? I want you to be the first every time,” she said with a sultry voice. “Shit. I didn’t know I could sound like that.”
“I’m gonna fuck you good.”
“Oh I know you are.”
Stephanie got up and they went to the bedroom. Drew turned the light on and grabbed her.
“Hey, what are you—”
“Look. You said you never seen yourself.” He turned her towards the dresser mirror.
“Shit, bro… I’m fucking sexy!”
“Yep.”
“I see why you want me. And we do—”
“Do what?”
“Do need to get you naked so I can get that dick.”
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Somebody noticed Janie’s door open and walked in to check it out, they saw her staring up at them and helped her off the floor.
“Thanks… I really got knocked for a loop.”
“It happens more than you think,” they said.
“That’s sad. I’m Janie, and you—oh… what the fu—”
Somebody else cleared their throat. “Excuse me, but… that’s mine.”
“Yours? Explain.”
“She’s a Scarlet Lady, so I can lay claim if I want to. No need for Limbo, or where ever you plan to take her. I know it’s not commonplace, but I do have the right to take her.”
“What do you mean ‘take me’, Babs?”
“You’re right. It’s just been so long and uncommon as you speak, Babalon. You must really like this one.”
“I do. She’s done so much for me.” She smiled.
“It was nice seeing you again, Babalon.” He smiled.
“Oh, just call me Babs… we’ve known each other for near eons now. You need to come to the next party! You’re always the life of the party!”
“I just might. I could use a break. You two have a good night." He started to leave.
“Wait! Are you who I think you are?”
He turned. “I’m sure not the Headless Horseman,” he said with a chuckle.
Surprised, she slowly started to turn.
“I wouldn’t, Janie,” Babalon warned.
She jumped and gasped at the site of her body staring back at her.
“Could you…?”
“I can’t, or I would. I swear.” Babalon walked over to her. A bit of purple sparks around her fingers as she closed the eyes.
“The worst part of the job. Even for those most vile, the moment a human soul sees its body. I’m sorry dear, you were still young. At least your Goddess came for you personally, so you’ll be in good hands. I must take my leave… and put in a request off, for that next party.” Death vanished in a wisp of smoke.
Babalon held her in tight embrace. “Don’t worry, I’m going to take care of you.
“Do you know who did this‽” She started to cry.
“No, but the Fates, or somebody will have an answer. Is there any affairs I can get in order for you? You’re not corporeal, so you can’t touch anything.”
“Sure… I guess. Then what?”
“You never told me your blessing, so I have something in store for you, new life and everything. Oh you’ll be back… don’t worry.”
-
“Fuck bro… mmmm.” Stephanie moaned.
She had her arms and legs locked around Drew.
“You can be a little more rough than this. C’mon… I took demon dick.”
“I’ll show you demon dick.” Drew thrust harder.
“Drew’s got the demon dick!”
“Fuck yeah, I do!”
Drew bit her neck and she hissed and gasped, her nails dug in his back, he grunted.
“Fuck Drew, fuck Drew,” she wailed.
“I’m gonna cum, bro!”
“Demon dick make you cum,” he huffed.
“Demon dick ma—” Her words interrupted, she bellowed as she climaxed.
Drew pulled free of her grip and gathered her breast together and sucked both nipples.
“D-dude, that’s awesome. Here.” She held her breast for him.
He braced himself on the bed and rammed himself in her, rearing back for each thrust, held on to her nipples with his teeth, so they wouldn’t fall from his mouth while he sucked on them. Stephanie yelped at each impact. After a few more, he pulled her, slipped his arms under her and lifted her up. Stephanie held his neck and started bouncing on him, their lips met again, then their tongues, his fingers combed through their hair.
“What’s it like cumming as a chick?”
“So much better than a dude, I’m telling you.”
“Seriously?”
“Uh-huh… I swear!”
She started working her hips, bucked in his lap, Kegel muscles had him in a firm grip, Drew grabbed her ass and grunted.
“Mm-hmm,” Stephanie hummed.
Drew was choked up, breath haggard, with a yowl, he released in her. Stephanie slowly slide back down to the bed. He laid next to her and pulled her to his chest.
“So… you going to get Calvin in here?”
“Cal? Cal’s being a fucking spaz. I respect him trying to treat me right, and I can’t stop him if he takes it, but I know he’s gonna be a bitch about it, bro. I’ve seen how he goes after bitches and I’m the perfect bitch for all you fuckers, and he’s getting a conscience all of a sudden. I actually need to be fucked and busted in,” she said just loud enough for him to hear.
“You’re really getting into this, huh?”
“It’s all coming off like natural instincts.” She sat up. “Deep down… I hate it. Part of it is me, because we always chase pussy and shit.” She looked at his messy cock. “Outside the fact I was already hypergamous; it’s all out of my control… these feelings, this body, this brain…” A tear came down before he bent over to clean Drew’s cock.
“That’s heavy, bro—sis.”
She turned to look at him. “I’m still me, but it’s like myself is the puppet. Even though I got control and my personality is there… sex is… eating, and I have to, if I gotta take it. The only thing I can’t do is not fuck.”
“Harsh.”
“Yeah, but remember, it’s never a no.”
“If you’re still you, are you still into chicks?”
“As a guy, yeah. As this were-whore; no, I thought about it. Hell… pussy juice might be like a silver bullet to me.”
Calvin annoyed, walked in the room. “You done talking shit, or do I need to give your mouth something to do?”
“Please, Cal… shut me up, right now.”
Calvin walked around the bed to her side and pulled his cock out. Stephanie quickly went to put her lips on it.
“Calvin, that was nasty,” Drew snapped.
“She’s right. Friend or not, she’s a whore, it’s what she’s for.”
“What about how she feels, or when she turns back?”
“Tcch… I got two guys ready to fuck her, that should make up for it.”
She hungrily sucked him.
“Steph, are you okay with being treated like that?”
“No… but… cum. You two should run a train on me at some point,” she said and went back to sucking.
Calvin grabbed her head and started to thrust in her mouth, she moaned loudly. It didn’t take long before he was having an orgasm, she felt his load pump down her throat.