Secret Tome

Wendy loves the smell of old books and as she browsed the shelves of Jez and Belles Used Books she knew she’d found the mother load. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t noticed this store before, having lived in Eastborough all her life. The old man at the desk had smiled when she walked in and immediately went back to his crossword puzzle.

She was drawn to the back of the store where in a corner she found an odd looking leather bound tome that was locked shut. She couldn’t help but pick it up. As her fingers wrapped around its spine she felt a cold chill pass through her, lingering in her breast and labia. Wendy shifted uneasily as she stood up, using her free hand to pull at the suddenly tight feeling crotch of her jeans.

She made her way back to the front counter and didn’t know why she felt embarrassed. The old man smiled a toothy grin when he saw what was in her hands. “You picked the one book that I don’t know the value of. Could never get that open. How about $15?”

Wendy was surprised at how low a price he was asking and quickly produced the money. She was uncomfortable with how he stared at her and turned to leave as quickly as possible. As she approached the exit she heard him chuckle to himself. Facing the glass door she immediately blushed. Her T-shirt appeared to have almost shrunk and her breasts, which were large for her size, were perfectly outlined. Her nipples were also fully erect and looked like they were trying to get out of the fabric.

Wendy held the new book tightly to her chest and hurried home. Neither of her parent’s cars were in the drive when she got home. Wendy hurried to her bedroom and shut the door, throwing the book onto her bed, she looked at herself in the mirror.

Her light brown hair was mostly contained in her ponytail. Her jeans didn’t look nearly as tight as they felt. In fact you could barely see any definition in her legs. She half consciously unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off, exposing her beige panties. Now you could see her wide hips and thick thighs. She wasn’t fat but always felt like an ugly pear.

Her shirt quietly hit the floor and Wendy took in her Ds that looked like Es on her small frame. Her nipples were clearly outlined through her bra. She unclasped the hook and let it join her shirt. Wendy left the mirror and drifted back to her bed. She tried the lock on the book again and it slid open. A fog fell over her vision as she opened the cover.

Wendy opened her eyes and tried to get her bearings. She was in her room, in her bathrobe, waxing her pussy. She tried to stop herself but didn’t seem to have control. She applied a dollop of hot wax around her asshole and applied the paper. A voice in her head whispered “ I thought you might like this part.” She pulled the paper ripping all the hairs from around her puckered ass. Pain shot through her and she tried in vain to scream. This continued until she was bald from the waist down.

She involuntarily inspected herself in her mirror before wrapping the bathrobe and heading to her bedroom door.

Wendy crept to her brother’s room and quietly opened the door. She could hear him jerking off before her eyes adjusted and she could see him at his computer with his pant at his ankles. His headphones were on and she could see he was watching some chick get fisted.

Wendy closed the door and cleared her throat. Ralph almost screamed as he turned and pulled off his headset. “What the fuck bitch get out!”

Wendy walked up to him and pushed him back into his chair. Despite Ralph being heavyset and generally ugly Wendy felt her pussy dampening as she looked at his nine inch cock. “If I’d have known I’d probably of come in sooner.”

Ralph was in complete shock, and sat silently as both of them listened to the sound of his porn coming from his discarded headphones.

Wendy shrugged off the shoulders of her bathrobe exposing her ample cleavage. “Ralphy, I know you’ve masturbated to me. Don’t look shy, I know how innocent I appear and how that must have drove you crazy.”

She shrugged again and her robe fell to the floor. Ralph’s jaw dropped and he stared intently without saying a word. Wendy walked up to him and sat on his lap facing his computer. She bent and tucked her legs so they went back on either side of him and his cock was nestled between her ass cheeks. “Show me what you use to masturbate to me.”

Ralph silently closed the porn he was watching and started to navigate through a folder structure. He hesitated over a folder called “Fam”. Wendy rubbed her ass into his lap and he clicked the folder. He quickly went to a subfolder called “W”.

Wendy leaned forward and tilted her pelvis till she could feel Ralph’s hard cock pressed against her pussy lips. She looked at the screen and saw what felt like every picture that’d ever been taken of her in a swimsuit. “Oh you’re fucking dirty. Show me your favorite.”

Ralph scrolled down and Wendy watched in horror as she saw pictures from her bedroom and the bathroom start to appear. She was so shocked she hadn’t registered as she lowered a hand to her clit and began rubbing herself as she ground her pussy against Ralph’s shaft. Ralph let out a moan as he felt Wendy’s moisture on his hard cock.

Ralph opened up a video and soon Wendy watched as the camera approached her sleeping in her bed. In the video a hand reached out and shook her.

Wendy lifted off of him and took ahold of her Brother’s dick. His cock was still slick from jerking off and Wendy aimed it at her asshole. Every muscle in her body relaxed and she lowered herself down and pushed back into him.

Fear and pain hit Wendy as her asshole began to slowly stretch.