Magical Power

Zhenya has always been an enthusiastic person -- it seemed that the world around him was filled with treasures hidden from the eyes of others. At first, they were bright metal icons, each of which kept its own story, like a small time capsule.

Then his attention was attracted by miniature models of cars, perfectly repeating the shapes of real cars. But all this was just a prelude to a real passion, which he discovered later. One day, in an antique shop, he came across her -- an antique doll, the epitome of elegance and mystery. Her dress, as if made of moonlight, flowed with soft folds, and her face, frozen in an eternal mysterious smile, attracted the eye.

She seemed to be looking straight into her soul, as if she knew all the secrets of the world. But the most amazing thing was that this doll was rumored to be shrouded in an ancient curse. It is precisely such objects -- ancient, mysterious, and steeped in legends -- that have become Zhenya's true passion.

They lured him with their mystery, promised to open the doors to a world where the past is intertwined with the present, and reality borders on myth. And now, standing in front of this doll, he could feel his heart beating faster. She became not just another find, but a symbol of his new mission -- to collect and study the most unusual, most mystical artifacts that hold the breath of centuries.

Zhenya searched for this doll for a long time, because it was rare even among collectors. It was said that whoever found her would gain untold riches, but in return would have to give his soul. But it didn't matter to his wife -- he was passionate about the search. The doll looked almost like new, despite its age. Her eyes were closed, and her face seemed calm and peaceful. When Zhenya brought the doll home, he put it on a shelf next to his other finds. At night, he was awakened by a strange noise. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the doll was sitting on the edge of his bed and looking at him. Her eyes were open now, and there was a sinister light in them.

Zhenya tried to scream, but his voice got stuck in his throat. The doll smiled at him, and at that moment he realized that everything the old legends said was true. The curse really existed, and now it possessed him. Since then, Zhenya's life has changed forever. Every night, he heard the whisper of the doll that sounded in his head. Zhenya tried to get rid of her, but every time he tried to throw the doll away or hide it away, it returned back to its place. Now he lived in constant fear, knowing that the curse he had brought into his home would never let him go.

These voices in his head were very frightening at first, but after a week he got used to them and they began to calm him down. His parents noticed that Zhenya had become somewhat strange, but when everything returned to its usual rhythm, they calmed down.

Zhenya looked like a very ordinary guy. But when he was alone in his room, a voice in his head asked him to undress in front of the large mirror that was in his room. The doll sat next to him and looked at his naked body. At first it was just curiosity, a mind game, innocent entertainment. A voice whispered that it was necessary to feel free, to understand yourself. Zhenya obeyed, feeling a slight tremor mixed with an incomprehensible shame. The doll, with its glassy eyes, seemed to be an impassive observer. But over time, his voice became more demanding, and his words became more insistent. And Zhenya, as if hypnotized, could no longer resist his will. The mirror reflected his confused face, the doll continued to sit silently, and the voice continued to whisper.

Zhenya gently caressed his body with his small hands, because he himself was not very tall, only about 165 cm, and weighed just over 50 kg. His small cock was standing all the time, and the doll's gentle voice in his head was arousing him more and more. The doll taught him to caress himself properly to deliver maximum arousal. He ran his fingers over the smooth skin of her thighs, following the doll's instructions. Her voice sounded like the whisper of the wind, guiding his movements, amplifying every touch. Zhenya felt the tension building in his lower abdomen, spreading warmth throughout his body.

The doll taught him to pay attention to every point, every nerve, in order to give himself unearthly pleasure. His breathing quickened, and his moans grew louder. Zhenya "You're doing everything right," the doll helped him. - Just do not forget about the anal hole, it also needs affection.

Zhenya did not even notice how gently he began caressing his little hole, first with one finger, and then with two at once. Suddenly, Zhenya saw his reflection in the mirror beckoning, as if it were starting to live its own life. It was still him, but now he looked very depraved, his gaze exuded lust, and he looked somehow more feminine. Her face softened, her cheeks turned pink, her lips swollen, as if after a passionate kiss. Playful sparkles played in the corners of his eyes. His reflection seemed to mock him, licking his lips seductively and straightening an invisible strand of hair.

Zhenya felt a strange attraction to this vicious doppelganger, mixed with anxiety and disgust. It was like looking into an abyss that beckoned him with its forbidden beauty and promise of unprecedented pleasures. He couldn't look away, as if hypnotized by this devilish vision. Something inside him was drawn to this new, depraved self, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Suddenly, a blurry figure of a beautiful woman appeared next to him in the mirror, and then she began to become clearer and clearer. Her features, framed by dark curls, acquired sharpness, and the gaze of her piercing green eyes seemed to penetrate right into her soul.

He froze, unable to look away, as if paralyzed by an invisible force. The woman in the mirror smiled slowly, and there was anticipation in her smile. His heart was pounding wildly, fragments of thoughts and questions flashed through his head, but he couldn't move, as if he had fallen under hypnosis. Zhenya turned around and saw this woman next to him in his room. It can't be, was all he could say. -- Well, hello, Zhenya, my name is Maya, and your desires and lust have given me strength, now I will help you open up.

The woman put her hand on his shoulder, which sent a wave of goosebumps through Zhenya's body. He felt the heat rising to his face, and his heart was pounding in his chest. Maya smiled at his confusion. -- Don't be afraid, Zhenya, I'm here to help you accept the real you. You've been suppressing your desires for so long that they've taken shape and materialized into me. Now we will explore your innermost fantasies together.

Zhenya was silent, not knowing what to say. He always considered himself an ordinary guy, a little shy and insecure. But now there was a woman standing in front of him, the embodiment of his wildest dreams, and she said that he had created her himself. -- Trust me, Zhenya, and you will see what you are capable of. Together we will change your life. Only now Zhenya looked down and saw a huge cock between the legs of this charming woman.

He swayed and slowly stood up from the waves of excitement. Heat seared his face. He couldn't believe his eyes. It was so unexpected, so incredible, that it was as if a switch had been flipped in my head, cutting off all logical chains.

The world has narrowed down to this single point--pulsating, moist, unreal. Her heart was racing. Zhenya felt his own cheeks turning red. He tried to look away, but couldn't. Something magnetic, primal attracted him to this sight. His breathing quickened.

A wave of confusion, curiosity, and... desire rose inside. He suddenly realized that he was no longer in control of the situation. He was a prisoner of this moment, this strange, impossible reality. My lips are dry.

Zhenya swallowed, trying to regain his voice, but all that came out of his throat was a soft, strangled moan. He knew he had to say something, do something, but the words stuck in his throat, and his body seemed to turn to stone.

Maya saw it and stopped him. I've known about your secret desires for a long time, and you don't have to be shy about me. You didn't even notice it, but I've changed your body, your muscles have become elastic in some places and can now stretch painlessly. He was taken aback, not knowing what to say.

My thoughts raced through my head, trying to make sense of what I had heard. "Secret desires? Have you changed your body?"He felt himself, trying to figure out what exactly had changed, but he didn't feel anything. Don't worry, I did everything very carefully," Maya smiled gently, "these are just small improvements to make you feel more comfortable. Just relax and trust me. She came closer, her eyes burning with some kind of strange fire. He felt a strange excitement coming over him, mixed with fear and curiosity.

What is she going to do? Now I'm going to show you what your new body is capable of," Maya whispered, moving closer to him. His breathing quickened, and his heart was pounding in his chest. He was ready for anything.

The woman pressed on her shoulders and Zhenya knelt down in front of her, now the huge penis of the ghostly woman was right in front of his cute face. Zhenya held his breath, feeling his cheeks flush. He couldn't take his eyes off the sight. It was both frightening and incredibly arousing. Timidly touching the tip of his tongue to the head of his penis, he felt the salty taste of lubricant and involuntarily moaned with anticipation.

The woman let out a low growl, encouraging his actions. Zhenya, emboldened, wrapped his lips around the head of the penis and began to slowly move up and down. He tried to please her, feeling her tense and moaning. With every movement of Zhenya, the woman squeezed his shoulders harder, guiding and controlling him. He felt completely dominated by her will, but it only increased his arousal. He eagerly caressed her cock, surrendering to his feelings and desire to please her.

Suddenly, the woman let out a loud moan and pushed Zhenya forward, forcing him to swallow her cock all the way down her throat. Zhenya coughed, but did not stop, continuing to work hard with his lips and tongue. He could feel her throbbing cock filling his mouth, and the sensation made his arousal reach its limit.

His throat was sore, but he endured, trying to capture every movement, every sensation. Maya moved confidently and rhythmically, as if she were playing some exotic instrument. He felt her cock stretching his throat, filling it completely, to the limit. Strange images flashed through my head, mixing pain and pleasure, fear and delight. He tried to breathe evenly, not suffocating, obeying her rhythm. Maya was in control of the situation, not giving him a second's respite. Her eyes were burning with passion, she was completely absorbed in the process. He felt like a toy in her hands, a puppet whose movements were completely dependent on her will.

Mai's every movement vibrated throughout her body. He could feel his throat burning, but at the same time he felt some kind of strange, perverse pleasure. He was willing to endure anything just to not interrupt this crazy dance.

Maya fucked his throat with fury and tenderness at the same time, bringing him to the brink. He knew that the limit was coming soon, but he couldn't stop. He wanted more, he wanted more. He wanted Maya to fuck his throat until he passed out. He was completely at her mercy, and he liked it. A wave of warmth spread through his body as the hot liquid filled him from the inside out. He could feel every inch of his stomach stretching, filling with this scalding substance.

Maya did not stop, continuing to spew more and more sperm. "You'll like it, Zhenya," she whispered, watching his reaction. Her eyes were burning with passion, and her face expressed a mixture of triumph and tenderness. She felt omnipotent, able to give him a new life, a new essence.

Zhenya was gasping for breath, trying to get used to the sensations. It was incredible, unreal, but at the same time incredibly exciting. He could feel the sperm pulsing inside him, penetrating every cell of his body. "You're mine now, Zhenya," Maya whispered, clinging to him. "You will always carry me inside you." She knew that this would change them both forever, that their bond would become indissoluble and eternal. Maya approached him, and Zhenya felt her breath on his skin. She gently ran her hand down his back, causing goosebumps. "Relax, my good one," she whispered, her voice sounding like silk. He tried to obey, but his body was trembling treacherously.

Maya was able to create an atmosphere in which fear and excitement intertwined in a strange dance. She knew how to play on his feelings, how to bend his will. A slight prick made him shudder, and then a wave of warmth spread throughout his body. He felt Maya filling him with her essence, making him a part of himself. The pain was replaced by a strange bliss, a feeling of complete unity. "You're mine now, forever," Maya purred, her voice sounding triumphant.

Zhenya closed his eyes, surrendering to a new, unknown sensation. He belonged to her, completely and completely. At that moment, he ceased to be himself, becoming only a vessel for her desires, a toy in her hands. And, strangely, it didn't scare him. On the contrary, he felt relieved, relieved of the burden of independence. And then the changes in his young body helped again. His virgin hole yesterday, took a huge cock without any problems.

Only the squelching sound of copious secretions filled his room. His ass felt every millimeter, every crown of that huge and beautiful member of Mai. A hot wave swept through his entire body as Mai began to move inside him. At first, slowly and carefully, as if testing the ground, and then more confidently and rhythmically.

Each thrust sent a sweet shudder, making him involuntarily arch towards her. The room was filled with groans and sighs, mixed with squelching sounds.

Zhenya saw himself in the reflection of a large mirror, saw how Maya fucks him. And now he realized that he had finally become exactly who he wanted to be for a long time. A sex toy. His small cock stood like a stone, swaying from the strong thrusts of the woman. His small mouth opened and closed, making loud moans. It was good that he was alone in the house today, it was too early for his parents to know about his hobbies.

The skin on his cheeks was burning, and his gaze was riveted on their reflection. Maya moved with unquenchable thirst, her hands gripping his hips, guiding him to meet each thrust. Zhenya felt like a puppet in her hands, and this feeling gave him inexpressible pleasure.

He had always dreamed of this--of complete submission, of being absorbed in someone else's will. And now, this moment has come. His body belonged to Maya, and his moans were her doing. He was her toy, her instrument of pleasure.

There was no shame or doubt in my head. Only an intoxicating feeling of freedom, liberation from all complexes and limitations. He allowed himself to moan louder, to writhe under her pressure, surrendering to the power of the moment. Each push brought him closer to the edge, to the point where he would cease to exist as a person, disappearing into the ocean of pleasure. And he longed for it. He wanted to disappear, to become nothing, just a feeling, just a reaction to her touch.

When the orgasm finally caught up with him, he screamed at the top of his voice, unable to contain the storm of emotions. His body was shuddering, and his mind was drowning in blissful emptiness. At that moment, he was happy.

They finished at the same time, Maya filled his ass with a huge amount of sperm, and Zhenya finished right on the floor and smeared the sperm on his chest. It was the first time he came like a girl without touching his penis at all, and now he realized that it would always be like this. Zhenya was lying on the floor, breathing heavily, smearing cum on his chest.

A new, strange feeling filled him--a mixture of shame, delight and some kind of childish tenderness. He looked at his hands, stained with his own semen, and couldn't look away. It was so... right. From that day on, they had hot sex every day.

It turned out that Maya could surround the guy's room with a special magical aura and the parents could not hear all the loud moans of lovers. And now Maya was free to walk around the house completely naked, because she was a ghost and only Zhenya could see her.

Her huge cock swayed so beautifully when walking, and her wide hips swayed beautifully in different directions. Zhenya was delighted that a ghost could walk completely naked in front of him and his parents with impunity.

This sight excited Zhenya. For the first few days, Zhenya simply enjoyed his freedom. Maya could do anything with him, and no one interfered. He felt like a king, the ruler of a small world where wishes were fulfilled at the snap of his fingers. However, soon the euphoria began to subside. Zhenya noticed that Maya was becoming more demanding.

Her caresses became tougher, her touches more insistent. He began to feel less like a master and more like a toy in her ghostly hands. One day, when Maya was undressing him in front of his parents once again, Zhenya tried to stop her. He pushed her hand away, whispered, "That's enough." But Maya just laughed, and her laughter echoed icily in the room.

The parents, as always, did not notice anything. For the first time, my wife felt scared. He realized that Maya wasn't just a ghost fulfilling his wishes. She is something more, something that controls him, uses him for her own purposes.

Zhenya was standing completely naked in the middle of the room with his parents, and they didn't seem to notice anything. We talked or watched TV. It was very strange when my mother asked Zhenya about his progress at school, and at the same time, leaning on the table in the living room, he stuck out his ass, into which a huge dick was already entering.

Zhenya's moans filled the room again, but the parents took them very naturally, asking only the guy not to moan so loudly, but Zhenya could no longer control his moans and only moaned in response.

Mmmm....... Okay Mom.........

From that day on, Zhenya felt his complete impunity and the complete control of the ghost over him. The ghost continued to corrupt the guy. It was necessary, because Maya fed on his arousal energy, and the more aroused Zhenya was, the stronger the ghost became.

Zhenya now began to make up like a prostitute, as well as to dress in women's revealing clothes. He was no longer shy about his reflection in the mirror, on the contrary, he could look at himself for hours, admiring the provocative makeup and tight outfits.

Maya whispered compliments to him, convincing him that he was irresistible. At night, in Zhenya's room, Maya became stronger and more tangible. She touched him, whispered dirty words in his ear, making his body tremble with excitement.

Zhenya could no longer control himself, he completely submitted to the will of the ghost. One evening, Maya told Zhenya that he was ready. Ready for what? -- the guy asked again. He's ready to release me completely," Maya replied. I will become not only your master, but we will be able to convert many people like you to our faith. But since you were the first, I'll make you my chief priest.

Zhenya was very happy. - And what is needed to complete the ritual? - he asked. "Just a little," the ghost replied. "You have to fill your stomach with my sperm first, and then add the sperm of ten more random men you don't know." - Therefore, dress up as I taught you and we go to the park, I promise you that with the help of my magic you will simply not be reflected for random men.

Zhenya, not fully understanding the whole point of what was happening, obediently nodded. Curiosity and some vague fear were fighting inside him, but the promise of power and a special position in the new world that Maya had painted for him outweighed all doubts. They went out into the park when dusk was already beginning to gather.

Maya, as if enveloping Zhenya with an invisible aura, whispered incantations. He could feel the eyes of the men passing by, and those eyes were full of undisguised desire. Zhenya found a lonely bench in the park, it was very well located, and there were no people at all. Suddenly, he heard footsteps, looked, and Zhenya saw a man in his 50s.

"This one will do," the ghostly woman said. The man stopped right in front of the bench, his gaze, tenacious and appraising, slid over his Wife. Maya continued to whisper, and Zhenya felt his body fill with a strange energy, a kind of power that was both frightening and fascinating. "He's perfect," Maya's voice sounded in Zhenya's head. The man grinned, revealing uneven teeth. Young man, would you join me? His voice was low and hoarse.

Zhenya felt Maya pushing him to answer. He nodded, unable to resist. The man sat down next to him, too close, and Zhenya smelled the unpleasant smell of cheap cologne. Dusk was gathering, turning the park into a place where reality mixed with a nightmare. "Fine," the man growled, his eyes glinting in the dim light. He put his heavy hand on Zhenya's knee, and Zhenya felt a chill run down his spine. Maya was jubilant in his head, as if she had won. "What are you thinking about, handsome?" The man asked, leaning closer.

Zhenya felt panic coming over him. He tried to move away, but the man's hand held him tightly. Maya's insistent voice sounded in my head, ordering me to be silent and obey. Following Mai's exciting instructions, Zhenya did not moan much from the man's touch. And then he spoke. - Thank you for the compliment, - I'm really very pleased. - And I'm bored here, so you're right, your company won't hurt me. - How do you like my outfit? Zhenya stood up and showed off the prostitute costume he was wearing in all its glory. I tried, I chose it especially for tonight.

I hope it suits your tastes. The man looked at Zhenya with an appraising look, which showed undisguised desire. His smile widened, revealing a row of strong teeth. I like your initiative, kid. And the outfit is really good. But first, tell me what you can do. What are you ready to offer me tonight? Zhenya felt the blood rush to his cheeks. Maya's voice sounded louder and louder in my head, pushing me to action. He steeled himself and whispered, "Whatever you want." I am here to fulfill your wishes.

The man chuckled, as if he had heard what he expected. There was a flicker of calculation in his eyes, as if he was calculating the price he was willing to pay for the pleasure offered. "Not bad, not bad," he drawled. "But 'everything' is too vague. Be more specific. Surprise me." He leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between them, and his breath touched Zhenya's ear. "What can you do that no one else can?" Zhenya felt goosebumps running down his spine. He tried to concentrate, to remember everything Maya had taught him.

Fragments of phrases, tips, and instructions were spinning in my head. But at that moment, everything seemed meaningless. He looked into the man's eyes and realized that too much depended on his answer. "I... I'm ready to learn," Zhenya whispered, feeling his voice tremble treacherously. "I will do whatever you say. I want you to like me."

The man stood up and took out his not small penis. - I'm sure you're a great nipple, first show me how you can suck, - said the man. My little mouth immediately swallowed his organ. Zhenya liked this feeling very much, when you are all so small sucking the cock of a real big man, who is also much older than you.

The man grunted approvingly, watching Zhenya's efforts. His hand slid into her hair, gently but insistently guiding her movements. Zhenya could feel the blood pulsing in his penis, as it swelled and hardened in her mouth, filling the entire space. She tried her best, moving up and down as if dancing with her tongue and lips.

The sound of his ragged breathing grew louder, and Zhenya felt his hand tighten on her hair. Suddenly, he pulled her away, and Zhenya swallowed her saliva, breathing heavily. All right," he growled, "now show me what you can do with your hands." He laid her on her back, and Zhenya felt his hand slip under her skirt. His fingers touched her thighs, gently massaging her skin. She trembled with anticipation, closing her eyes and surrendering to his touch. The man leaned over and whispered in her ear: You're going to be a very good girl.

Yes, as a girl, Zhenya was crazy about this thought. It didn't seem long ago that he was just an ordinary guy, and now, because of the magic of the Ghost, he was becoming a girl. His guyish past was rapidly fading away, giving way to a girlish future full of mysteries and mysteries. The man noted Zhenya's professional qualities like nipples, the guy's small tongue tried to explore this whole organ of a man whom Zhenya saw for the first time in his life.

They were so carried away that they didn't even notice how another man stood next to them and also took out his penis. Zhenya, without looking up from his lips, just raised his eyebrows, assessing the new perspective. His gaze slid over the stranger, noting the excited expression on his face and his willingness to join in the process.

Without hesitation, he nodded, giving his consent to continue. The little tongue was now darting between the two cocks, giving both men a wave of pleasure. Zhenya skillfully switched, licking the heads, playing with the bridles, pulling one or the other into his mouth.

He created a symphony of sensations in which every sound--a moan, a sigh, a muffled mumble--was part of the overall picture. The men moaned with pleasure, surrendering to the power of the young body. Their hands squeezed Zhenya's head, then stroked his back, guiding his movements and deepening his sensations. Tension hung in the air, anticipation of an early release.

Zhenya could feel their excitement growing. He continued to work, striving to bring everyone to the peak of enjoyment. His cheeks were flushed, his breathing quickened, but he didn't slow down, knowing that right now he had to give his all. And so, the first man trembled, spewing hot cum into Zhenya's mouth. He swallowed her without looking up from the second member, which was also ready to pour out. The ghost lured men with its magical aura and now another member penetrated Zhenya's small mouth. The ritual had to be over.

Zhenya was just suffocating with pleasure, so many cocks, so many new tastes. And then it dawned on him, because sperm can be collected with two holes. The guy arched his back, showing the men that he was ready, and immediately felt his skirt being pulled up and strong hands spreading his ass halves apart.

Moans of pleasure filled the place, mingling with the murmur of incantations. Zhenya felt like a deity, the center of the universe, around which lustful men revolved, hungry for his attention. A new wave of pleasure overwhelmed him when a thick cock burst into his anus.

The guy squeezed his eyes shut in delight, his body shuddered to the beat of his movements. Cum poured into both holes, filling him with life and energy.

The ghost rejoiced, feeling the ritual coming to an end. One by one, the men came into Zhenya, their sperm mixed inside him, creating a powerful elixir. The guy could feel his body being filled with magic, he was getting stronger and more powerful with every drop. When the last man erupted, Zhenya let out a long moan and went limp.

The ritual was completed.

The ghost was triumphant, his plan had worked. Now he will gain complete freedom using the power he received from Zhenya. Freedom-- Maya shouted. The ghost was happy, Zhenya could see it on her face. Zhenya's own face was pretty smeared with semen. One thought was throbbing in Zhenya's head: "What have I done?" Zhenya closed his eyes, trying to stop his hands from shaking.

He wanted to sink into the ground, disappear, disappear into this dirty, smoky air. But he knew he couldn't escape. I'll have to live with it. Maya came up to Zhenya and said. -- for your services, my little lustful slave, I will give you a gift. From now on, if you want to fuck a man, he won't be able to refuse you. Your holes will always be filled with cum. We will also find many new followers and introduce them to all the anal mysteries.

Zhenya, stunned, could not utter a word. He looked at Maya, feeling the heat spreading through his body. A mixture of fear and excitement overwhelmed him. "This is... Is that true?" He whispered in disbelief. Maya smiled, her eyes burning with devilish fire. "Do you doubt my magic, my faithful slave? You will soon see for yourself its power.

You will become the living embodiment of pleasure, and all men will crave your flesh." She ran her hand over his cheek, leaving a trail of fire on his skin. "We will create an army of lustful slaves dedicated to the secrets of the anal cult. Together we will sow chaos and debauchery, overthrowing the moral foundations of this world." Zhenya felt his will dissolve in her voice. He was willing to do anything to please his mistress. "I'm ready, Maya.

I will be your tool, your slave. Lead me!"