Becky was in her room, putting on a G-string, a pair of tight daisy dukes, and a white crop top. She made sure not to put on a bra; she knew her hookup would want the full porn star experience, and that turned her on.
Before grabbing her boots, something about that helmet compelled her to try it on. “Didn’t I… didn’t I try it on before? I thought I did, but maybe not? I’d probably remember trying it on, let me try it on once more just for posterity.” Becky thought to herself.
She noticed the cracked door on it and the broken control panel, still ignorant of what it actually did. “Aw man, I’ll have to try to fix it later. Let me see if it fits.”
Becky lifted the broken helmet up to her and put it on, immediately feeling a jolt of energy.
While Becky didn’t physically change, she suddenly remembered EVERYTHING. How she’d been a boring, average white girl, her first transformation, her mom’s transformation - and her mom putting the helmet on to become the slut she was now - and finally her most recent transformation. Neza and Charlotte, Charlotte’s mom, the remote changing the TV.
“Wha- why- what’s…” Becky stuttered out, too stunned to speak. “I have to get this thing off!” She said, gripping it with both hands.
However, another jolt of energy shocked Becky. The strongest orgasm she’d ever had rocked her body. Immediately, she was calm. She no longer even remembered the shock and disgust she’d had, it now replaced with arousal and delight. The helmet had rewritten her entire personality.
“Oh man, this thing turned mom into such a hot slut! And Charlotte… Neza… mmmm, me… this thing is awesome! I’ve gotta fix it and use it on more people! But how?” Suddenly, another jolt of energy filled her.
Vast amounts of technical knowledge and computer skills were suddenly implanted in her brain. She knew exactly what to do. She didn’t realize that the machine was making her more loyal to it, a vessel to do its perverted bidding.
“Mm, ok. I’ll go to my booty call, make her cum a couple of times, and I’ll come and fix you, my sweet.” Becky said, the pink haired Asian girl finally able to take the helmet off. She kissed the side of it, putting it down on her bed.
She pulled on a pair of fish nets and stiletto boots, and walked downstairs, finding Maggie napping in her favorite chair, her rock hard cock forming a tent in her pajama pants. The TV was off, and the room was dead silent.
“Wow, that magic machine really did a number on you… I’m gonna have to fuck you later.” Becky whispered to herself, licking her lips. She carefully snatched the remote away, now aware of its magical powers, and brought it upstairs, hiding it near the helmet.
Becky grabbed her phone and headed out, heading the six or so blocks to her bootycall’s house. As she was walking, she received a bit more clarity.
“The only reason this sexy slut is here to fuck you is because of the helmet’s great power. For fixing it, you will be rewarded with even greater power.” A voice boomed in her head.
“Cool! Now I definitely have to fix it.” Becky thought to herself, arriving at her “date’s” apartment building.
She rang the doorbell. “Annabel?” She asked, in her breathy, sexy voice.
“Oh, come on in!” The girl on the other end of the intercom said, unlocking the door.
Becky quickly headed up, adjusting her cleavage to show more of her bountiful chest.
As she reached the apartment, she found that same cute blonde girl from her messages, completely naked. Annabel was relatively average looking, especially compared to Becky. She had dirty blonde hair, emerald eyes, and freckles. Her chest was a nice, round D cup, with average nipples. She obviously worked out, but she wasn’t a gym rat. She had average hips and a nice rear. Her pussy was completely shaved, and Becky could tell she was dripping wet.
Becky knew the type; so horny and eager to fuck that they skipped the usual introductions and foreplay, immediately going to kissing and groping.
“Well, hello there~” Becky said sensually, taking off her top.
“Hi! Ohmygod I’ve been so nervous… I don’t usually do this but you were so hot and I love your hair and your tits are so nice and-“ Annabel started, but Becky stopped her with a kiss.
As her new memories told her, she was a pro at this sort of thing, kissing Annabel deeply and gripping her tit with one hand and the back of her neck with the other. Annabel was happily reciprocating the love, gripping the Asian girl’s massive bubble butt and working her way up to her impressive breasts.
The two made out for what seemed like hours, Becky eventually getting her boots, shorts, and G-string off. Becky pushed Annabel onto the latter’s bed, continuing their sloppy make out session, but adjusting Annabel’s legs so she could start scissoring her.
Annabel moaned louder and louder as Becky kept going, eventually breaking their kiss and causing Annabel’s moans to turn to shouts of pleasure.
Annabel came after a bit, and as the orgasm rocked her body, Becky collapsed next to her.
“That was so… I feel so… I’m…” Annabel panted out.
“I’m guessing it was good for you, too? You’ve got a sweet ass.” Becky said, a lot more relaxed than Annabel.
“Yeah… it… yeah. How do you have so much… stamina?” Annabel finally said.
“Oh boy. Um… well, usually I don’t get this far with hookups, no offense, but I’m actually a cam girl. Kinda comes with the business.” Becky said, fully prepared to be thrown out.
“You are?” Annabel said, her eyes a bit wide.
“Uh oh, here it comes.” Becky thought to herself.
“Yes, I am.” Becky said.
“That’s so… so hot, oh my God.” Annabel moaned out.
“Really?” Becky asked.
“Well, duh. I kind of knew you were doing something with how skilled you are, but doing it for a living… I’m jealous…” Annabel said, finally catching her breath.
“Oh well. Yeah. It’s fun, sometimes. I only work with women so that makes it easier. I’m surprised, though, most girls kick me out after I tell them that.” Becky said.
“Are you kidding? I watch so much porn I’d be a hypocrite to kick you out. Besides, you’re… I really like you. I mean, I think I do, we just hooked up and I don’t wanna get attached if you don’t want to. But I had fun.” Annabel said.
Becky leaned over and kissed her. “That’s the hottest thing anyone’s ever said to me. Full disclosure, I don’t usually do monogamy, but I’d fuck you again. You were a good lay. Or maybe we can get coffee, or something.” Becky said, hopping out of bed.
“Yeah, I’d… I’d like that.” Annabel said, looking both excited and a bit disappointed.
“Cool. You’ve got my number. I’ll see you later?” Becky asked, pulling up her G-String and denim shorts.
“Yeah! I’ll see you soon. Text me, alright?” Annabel said.
“For sure!” Becky said, already out the door, having grabbed her phone, tank top, and boots in record time.
Becky felt a bit bad, rushing out of Annabel’s like that, but she knew it’d be difficult if she got attached. Becky walked back, the sun now lower, and it just a bit cooler outside, making her nipples harden through her crop top.
“Hey, wait a second… I didn’t think about my old life, or that helmet at all… oh, the helmet. I’ve gotta get back and fix that.” She thought to herself, now rushing back home.