Ezrikal’s Domain
Chapter One: In the Beginning

By Tasha Tran

(Story Codes: Fb, ped, preteen, tg, big breasts, lac, 1st, mind control, mody modification, feminized, demon)

Ezrikal was bored. She sat on her throne of carved naked women, men, and shemales stroking her long hard cock and playing with one of her pumpkin-sized tits. He hard nipple as long and thick as a man’s thumb. Shiny black hair slowly undulated around her head and think bony horns. Her reddish skin was smooth and silky. She pouted slightly, her large plump lips glistening.

What to do? She pondered. Corrupt a nun? Tempt a Buddhist monk? Start a new bank? No, she had done all those only recently. Then it dawned on her! Yes, she thought, it has been too long. Roanoke had been the last town she corrupted then brought to her domain. It was time to do it again.

“Mirror,” she said with a voice like lust personified, “Show me a suitable town and a play thing to be the catalyst.” A mirror, full length and dark, it’s black frame a writhing mass of snakes appeared before her. Faster than human eyes could see images of town after town appeared on it’s surface. It finally stopped on one, a little hamlet of 546 people in New England, called Devil’s End. She smirked at the irony of the name. It would be the devil’s beginning for these poor people. The mirror continued its search narrowing its focus to an individual now. Ezrikal licked her lips in anticipation as the mirror settled on a boy of no more than twelve, she smiled, a smile that would freeze the heart of a saint and probed the mortal boy’s mind. The mirror had chosen well. The boy’s name was Harold and he had a fourteen-year-old sister, a mother, and a father. He already had quite the perverted mind at such a young age thanks to the internet. She discovered that he spent many a night looking at the most perverse porn he could find while masturbating over and over. She grinned at his love of shemales and child porn, at his interest in BDSM, at piss and so much more. Yes, he will be easy to turn. He was the keystone to collapsing the town’s will, her agent and avatar of corruption, spreading her will.

Ezrikal laughed. She wasn’t bored anymore.

* * *

The doorbell rang and Harold cursed. His hard cock was in hand as he watched a dog fuck a woman on his laptop. No one was supposed to be home for at least half an hour when his sister was done her after school science club. He almost ignored it but something made him decide to go see who it was. Pulling up his pants he stomped down the stairs to the front door. He threw it open the scowl vanishing from his face to be replaced by a look of shocked awe. Standing there was a woman but unlike any woman he had ever seen. She was tall with milky white skin, long black hair cascading down her shoulders. Piercing black eyes seemed to look right through him. Bright red lips, plump and full, smiled kindly at him. His eyes tried not to look at her chest but it was impossible. She had huge tits, bigger than his head and her nipples could be plainly be seen poking at the thin fabric of her tight black t-shirt. She had on tight jeans and wore red high heel shoes.

“Hi,” she said in a sing song voice that made him fall in love with her, “You must be Harold, your mother has told me all about you!”

Harold made a strangling noise in his throat then coughing he was able to say the only semi-coherent thing he could think of: “My mom?”

“Yes. I’m an old friend of your mom’s. I was in town and thought I’d drop by. Is she home?”

Harold’s eyes flitted from her tits to her eyes. “N-no, she isn’t”

The woman pouted theatrically. “Oh poop!,” she said, “Will she be back soon?”

Harold nodded slightly. “Yeah.”

She laughed with a laugh that seemed to fill the world with joy. “Oh good! Can I come inside? We can get to know each other...” she looked at him with eyes filled with lust making his cock harden like a diamond “...better.”

Stumbling in his hurry to let her in Harold swung the door fully open. Ezrikal silently let out a triumphant cry. If he had refused she would have been thwarted, but then no one had ever refused her. Ever. She brushed past him and walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. Harold followed shyly and sat down on the chair furthest from her. He was distinctly intimidated by this woman. She frowned playfully at him and patted the seat beside her. “No, no, come sit beside me.” Harold’s face lit up with delight and he bounded over to her.

They sat in silence for a while Harold trying desperately not to look at the woman’s boobs but failing miserably. After she let him sweat over it for a several minutes she laughed again. “It’s okay, you can look at them. They are spectacular.”

Harold gaped at her. She nodded. “I’m serious. Have a good look.” Harold couldn’t believe his ears but he didn’t have to be told twice. He gawked at them his mouth slack. She leaned back against the arm of the couch to give him a better view. After several minutes she said, “They feel even better. Would you like to touch them?” In complete shock he nodded wordlessly. She held them up to him. “Go ahead.”

He glanced nervously in the direction of the front door praying his sister wouldn’t come home early. Licking his lips he tentatively reached out and brushed the massive breasts with his fingertips. The woman moaned softly. “That’s nice,” she purred. Emboldened Harold began to massage and caress the tits. Ezrikal grinned, he was falling deeper under her spell. Suddenly she yanked her t-shirt up exposing her tits to him fully. “Surely you want the full effect?”she teased. Without a word he dug his fingers into the soft flesh. He felt his mind go numb as images filled his head. Images of himself with tits like hers, of being fucked and used by men and shemales. He struggled against these thoughts. Sure he liked a bit of chicks with dicks porn but he wasn’t gay. He wasn’t! Was he? The more he played with her breasts the stronger the desires became. Maybe it would be nice to have a pair of nice tits, he mused happily. To have someone play with them and suck on them.

Suck on them! He had a sudden deep desire to suck on these large hard nipple. Not a desire, a need. He needed them. He glanced at the woman and her black eyes captured his. He felt himself being drawn into those eyes, he could feel his mind melting into them, his will being drained away into their dark depth. She smiled once more at him, a motherly smile, and nodded. He latched onto a nipple and sucked.

Milk gushed into his unsuspecting mouth. It was delicious. Sweet and warm, a warmth that spread through his body but seemed to pool at his chest. Deliriously he suckled and slurped hungrily at the nipple. He was vaguely aware that his chest was tingling and his t-shirt seemed to be shrinking. Then it stopped and cool air touched his hot skin. The woman was caressing his head, petting his hair like a pet. He seemed puzzled, it was almost as if his hair had grown. He let go of the nipple and pulled away dreamily, her arms cradling him gently. He noticed hazily that his shirt really was gone and his chest still buzzed pleasantly. He glanced down and like a bucket of cold water the sight brought him back to reality.

He had tits!

Not big tits but about the size of lemons. “Ahhhh!” he screamed panicking and tried to struggle out of the woman’s steely embrace. “Let go! What have you done to me! I have boobs!”

She smiled evilly at him. “I’m turning you into my personal tranny pet. You lucky girl, you’re going to help me transform the whole town.”

“I’m not a girl! Let go of me you crazy bitch!” Harold cried out close to tears.

Ezrikal glared at him with fiery anger. “Look at me,” she commanded. Harold stopped immediately and looked into her inky black eyes again. He felt his fear and resistance dissolve into them to be replaced by warm feelings of contentment. What had he been so angry about? His new breasts were lovely. Cooing she said, “Now come suck the other one my pet.” Harold fell onto the other nipple and sucked contentedly. He placed a hand on one of his new boobs and felt it slowly swell as he drank more of the milk. He was aware that his clothes were completely gone now as were the woman’s. Something hard was pressed against his belly but he couldn’t quite figure out what it was but he really didn’t care. She murmured gently at him. “You are my new chosen one, the one who will be my instrument of corruption in this town. My avatar, A part of my power will be in you to spread and share until the whole town is mine then you will all join me in my realm for an eternity of pleasure.”

Harold thought this sounded like an excellent idea.

Finally she pushed him away from her tit. “That’s enough for now, my slut,” she cupped Harold’s tits in her hand. They were roughly the size of oranges now but would grow as he go older. The nipples were pale pink and little more than pebbles. “What do you think?” she asked.

“I love them!” he squealed and was surprised that his voice was more feminine. Then he noticed his hair was tickling his face. It was longer now, almost to his shoulders. A part of him railed against this change. It was then that he noticed what the hard thing was. Between the woman’s legs was a long hard cock. He fell back in surprise and shock.

“Yes,” she said answering his unasked question, “I have a cock. And I will be fucking you with it in a minute.” Harold was both excited and nauseated by the thought.

“B-but I’m not gay,” he whimpered.

“Oh? She said stroking it. He was mesmerized by it. “Are you sure?” As she stroked his mouth watered. “Aren’t you curious?” He licked his lips. “Wouldn’t you like to know how it tastes?” Unconsciously he nodded almost imperceptibly. “Wouldn’t you like to know what it it would feel like inside your ass, your boy pussy?” Harold croaked an unintelligible response. “To feel my precious cum in you? To become fully my sissy slut pet?”

Harold couldn’t stop the words. “Yes. Please fuck me.”

“Alright,” she said smirking, “But kiss it first and thank it for fucking you.”

Bending down, that small part screaming that he’s not gay, he kissed the tip of the hot penis. He whispered reverently, “Thank you for fucking my ass, my—boy pussy.” Strong hands lifted him up and positioned him above the hard member. Slowly the woman lowered him onto her long cock. The tip touched his anal sphincter and it magically opened up allowing her easy access to the virgin hole. It slid in painlessly and impossibly his small body took the entire length. His own small cock stood up hard and proud. She stroked it between thumb and forefinger.

“Tell me, my slut,” she asked, “What is a boy pussy good for?”

Harold moaned as he started to rise up and down by his on volition on the long pole. “To be fucked,” he groaned.

“And what are you good for?” she asked tweaking one of his nipples.

He was sliding up and down the cock faster now. “Oh! To be fucked. Sissy sluts are only good for being fucked and used,” he said, the preconditioned words magically implanted in his mind intoned. “All I want is cock in my pussy and in my mouth.”

“Why?” she asked giving his nipple a hard squeeze. The pain was shocking but delicious. “Ahhhh! For your glory! All for you!”

Ezrikal grinned. She took Harold by the waist and started to use him like a toy fucking herself with his body. Coming inside him would complete the transformation. She let go with a torrent of steaming hot semen. Hellish cum that was absorbed into his body, not a drop leaking from his virgin asshole. His ass grew more rounded, his face softer and more feminine, the prepubescent peach fuzz on his face fell away. His hips flared. And his hair grew another foot in length. A true girl with a cock.

Harold’s own cock exploded shooting straight up onto his chest painting his new tits with cum. He rubbed it into his skin as he slowed down his bucking movements. He looked down at the woman. He was completely hers. Unbidden the words popped in his head. “Thank you, Mistress Ezrikal.”

A noise made him look up and he gasped with fear and embarassment. There in the entrance to the living room stood his sister with a dreamy look on her face. Without looking Ezrikal smirked and said: “Come in, Elizabeth, and join the fun.”



To be continued...