Rhi stormed into the room,
“Now that will not do! It looks like I need to make some more adjustments!”
She bent over and whispered some more things in Janine’s ear
Rhi whispered some unintelligible words to Janine.
Janine shuddered, shook and started mumbling as her clothes began to rip and tear under the stress of her latest transformation. Janine grew more and more masculine as her body changed rapidly from female to male. Her skin darkened even more, becoming a deep shade of bronze. The tank top she wore changed into a mesh muscle shirt that exposed her new abs and pecs. Her short skirt fused together and became a pair of board shorts. Her arms and legs rippled with power as they grew out to a normal proportion to the rest of her new body. Her shoes didn't change that much -- they simply became the male version. Her short hair pulled up towards the top of her scalp and grew in length as it became a long, spiky mohawk. Piercings began appearing in her eyebrows, nose and cheeks. Finally, bulked out, and standing at almost the same height, Janine was gone -- in her place was Ian.
As Rhianna watched Janine's transformation into Ian, she felt a new desire -- originally she simply wanted to humiliate Janine. However, now that Ian was here, she wanted to fuck his brains out.
Rhianna wanted to fuck Ian hard, but not as a girl. She wanted -- no, she had to become a guy, so she could fuck him. It wasn't even an option to do it as a girl -- Ian had to be dominated completely by another man.
Rhianna smiled seductively at Ian and said, "All right. I'm going to give you the power to hypnotize me, and transform me, but only this one time for this one purpose. After that, the watch, and the power return completely to me."
As she handed over the watch, she gave Ian his instructions.
Ian did as he was told and whispered to Rihanna as he swung the watch back and forth in front of her eyes:
"I am a hot guy, all the other guys are jealous of me. I'm the biggest and strongest of any guy in the room."
Rihanna repeated exactly.
"I love working out, playing sports and skating. The only thing more enjoyable than that, is fucking other guys!"
Again Rihanna repeated. As she did so, she started to transform, oblivious to the world around her.
Rihanna went immediately and completely bald -- her long blonde hair was gone. Her skin also darkened to a deep bronzed tan. Rihanna's large breasts shrank and completely disappeared as they absorbed into her chest, becoming a set of huge pecs. Rihanna also shot up massively in height and stature as she outgrew Ian in size -- she went from 5'5" to around 6'9".
As Rihanna's chest and upper body rearranged itself, her cheerleading uniform top was destroyed by the stress of the transformation. Her arms and legs also grew to massive proportions. Her new feet grew completely through her petite sneakers. Her new male member exploded out of her crotch, obliterating her panties and bloomers in the process.
"...everyone who sees me, wants me -- everyone who isn't a guy, wants to be one." Ian continued and Rihanna repeated, as the transformation continued.
Rihanna stood obscenely before Ian. She wore nothing but her cheerleading skirt, and it was tented by the erection of her massive 13" cock.
Rihanna's face, though not recognizable, was still somewhat feminine, and began turning into its final male form -- her jawline became rough, chiseled and well-defined. Her nose went from slender and petite to large and masculine. Her forehead thickened and her ears grew out.
Rihanna got a light covering of brick red hair all over her body. A thick, but well trimmed moustache and goatee beard of the same red color grew in on her face. Two metal hoop earrings appeared on her ears.
Finally, her skirt grew and changed into a Scottish Kilt more appropriate for her size, though it was still tented from her/his erection.
"Come here laddie," the new Roan said to Ian, "You're my bitch, and it's time to fuck!"
Ian came over and Roan grabbed him violently. They began passionately writhing all over the floor as Roan tore off Ian's shorts. Roan pulled up his kilt and drove his cock deep into Ian's ass.
Ian screamed -- half in pain, half in pleasure -- as Roan roared, shooting his load deep into Ian.
Roan left Ian quivering on the floor as he got up and realized they were not alone in the room.
He smiled. His two former girlfriends, and former fellow cheerleaders, Kimberly and Ashley stood frozen halfway across the floor. They had become transfixed by the orgy they just witnessed, and now their gaze was locked on Roan.
Kimberly and Ashley, as part of Roan's self-hypnotism, were mesmerized by him. Beads of perspiration had broken out all over their bodies and their uniforms were soaked by a mixture of sweat, pheremones, sex and fear.
There was a lustful gaze in each of their eyes, as they both desired to become men also and be dominated completely and totally by Roan.
Roan towered over them as he smiled down at them, licking his lips.
"Mmmm. Fresh meat."