[joeberan]

--Tim and Jane's Night-- (Inanimate)

``Gahhh...'' Tim groaned as he finished inside of Jane. Their movements slowed and soon the only sound was their breathing. They lay collapsed on top of each other in the dark, Jane on her knees and Tim behind her. Eventually Tim pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to her.

They lay there in silence for awhile. Finally Tim spoke.

``I've got to stop doing this.'' He said exasperatedly. He lay there staring up at the ceiling.

``Mmmnh?'' Jane moaned, half asleep. She rolled over and wrapped her arms around Tim's neck, nuzzling her face next to his.

Tim sighed and pushed her hands off him. He turned and sat up in the bed. He wanted to get up and run, but there was no where to go.

``What is it?'' Jane asked. She lay there in her nakedness, her gorgeous body covered only by the softness of the bedsheets.

``I can't do this anymore.'' Tim said gruffly.

``Do what?'' Jane asked and blinked a few times. She tried to wake herself up. She just wanted to sleep.

``This. Us. All you want is sex.'' Tim growled.

Jane sat up on the bed and sighed.

``You love it.'' She said locking eyes with Tim for a moment then collapsing back onto the bed.

``I'm just a sex toy to you. Did you ever think I might want something more?''

``Let's go to bed.'' Jane said and slid as far to one edge of the bed as she could.

``No. I want to talk about this.'' Tim demanded.

``Fine.'' Jane said and threw the covers off herself. She got up and walked around the bed to where Tim was sitting and sat herself squarely on his lap. ``You're just my sex toy, that is true. But I am just your sex toy too. I just like it that way.'' She said and kissed him. She could feel his manhood stirring underneath her. ``You're fantastic in bed, and based on the sounds you make I imagine you feel the same about me. Why ruin great sex with romance?'' She reached down and grabbed his cock. Maybe she could get another go out of him tonight. She was tired, but sex was sex. And sex was great.

Suddenly Tim stood up cradling her. She smiled thinking she had won. Then just as suddenly he threw her on to the bed violently.

``Is that really how you think? You can get away with treating me the way you have? I call and you don't answer. I wave and you just smile. Hell even when we all go out as a group you barely talk to me. You just show up at my place when you want to get laid. You just come in here at night, naked, and slink under the covers with me. I want something more. I need it.'' Tim said, his voice trembling some from rage and some from grief.

Jane laughed. ``You sound like a woman. Why don't you go have your period already? I'll be here waiting for you. I don't want that cock to go to waste.''

Her laughter cut into Tim like a hot knife through butter. He screamed and bunched the wall. Jane stopped laughing.

``You're a bitch. You don't even have the decency to let me down gently. Fuck you.'' Tim growled.

``Anytime.'' Jane said and spread her legs wide while she patted her crotch.

Tim rustled around in the dark trying to get his things together. He couldn't be here and Jane didn't seem to be leaving. He needed out.

Then suddenly the lights came on. Tim blinked as his eyes struggled to adjust to the brightness.

``What the hell?'' Jane asked.

``You're right you know. She is treating you very badly.'' A male voice said.

Tim squinted and saw a slim man dressed in a while suit leaning against the door. His legs were crossed and he had a white wide brimmed had with a black feather coming out of it. He smiled and Tim swore the man had fangs.

``Who the fuck are you?'' Tim asked as he tried to cover himself with his hands. Jane didn't make the same move, she was sizing up this new man.

``Aillen.'' The man said and looked up. Tim caught sight of the man's eyes. They were bright red. And it was no longer a question. Aillen had fangs.

``What are you?'' Tim asked nervously.

``A righteous angel. Or demon.'' Aillen said confidently as walked past Tim over to the bed, ``A punisher of the wicked, or a malevolent prankster.'' Aillen was at the bed now. He leaned over it, looming over Jane. ``A cruel and wicked fae. You've intruded on my home and sullied it with your cruelty.'' He said and glared at Jane.

Jane scurried back away from him across the bed. He'd stared into her eyes and smiled hungrily. She'd seen that look before in men. It was only a good thing if she wanted to fuck them. Otherwise it could get dangerous. Those red eyes looked like they wanted danger. But not for him. For her.

``Pl-Please.'' Jane stammered. ``Please don't hurt me.''

``Hurt you?'' Aillen laughed, ``Hurt you? My dear I promise nothing I do will sting, nor burn, nor bruise, nor break your supple flesh.''

Tim stepped forward reluctantly. He knew he was terrified of this... thing before him. It clearly had wicked intents, you didn't need any kind of gift to see that. Tim had to stop him.

``Oh don't play the hero.'' Aillen said and waved a hand at Tim.

Tim was suddenly swept backwards and pinned against the door a foot off the ground. He struggled whatever was holding him was far stronger.

``This woman is no maiden, nor damsel. You need not worry about protecting her honor or virtue.'' Aillen said and circled around the foot of the bed like a wolf, never taking his eyes off Jane. ``I hold no quarrel with you my good man. You seem to suffer from nothing but idiocy and passion. Faults, but not sins.''

``But you.'' Aillen said and pointed at Jane. She yipped involuntarily. She was terrified. Whatever he was he clearly had great and magical power. She'd seen him casually pin Tim to the wall without touching him. Surely something worse was coming for her.

``You are selfish and lustful. You use other people to amuse yourself and do not care if you hurt them or not. You are proud and arrogant, thinking that any man could fall for you, and any man who did was just a fly in your spider web. You only want one thing. Sex. As you wish it so shall it be.'' Aillen slowly crawled onto the bed. Jane was pressed back against the headboard as far as she could from him. She was frozen with terror but managed to speak.

``Please, I'll suck you off. We can fuck. Anything you want. Just don't hurt me.'' She pleaded.

``You should worry about bigger things than the pain and pleasure that body can feel.'' He said crawling forward toward her. He loomed over her again, his entire body hunched above hers. His face inches from hers.

She was crying. He kissed her. Gently on the cheek. Then he crawled away.

She blinked and let go of the head board. Her heart was still pounding. She exhaled slowly.

He sat near her feet with his legs crossed. He raised his left hand and swirled his finger about in the air. Purple and red sparkles formed around it and slowly became brighter and brighter. He touched his finger sparkles and all to her big toe. The sparkles swirled outwards from his finger up her leg and vanished.

Her feet started tingling. All anyone could do was watch.

Her foot twitched and seemed to cramp in a position like it was wearing heels. It didn't hurt, but she couldn't move it anymore. The tingling spread up her leg slowly and she watched as the color of her skin slowly changed. It looked smoother, and hairless. The line was moving up her let rapidly, maybe an inch a second. It actually felt kind of good.

Curiously she leaned forward to look closer at her leg. It got to her knee which became stiff and she couldn't bend it anymore. Her skin looked kind of fake. Kind of like plastic.

Aillen just sat there grinning wolfishly at her. Tim was pinned and could do nothing but stare. He tried to scream but found he had no voice.

The line moved up her thigh, creeping steadily towards her feminine mound. She groaned loudly as her vagina spasmed and squeezed, hardening into a stiff form. The line diverged into two fronts. One expanding rapidly down her other leg and the other proceeding slowly up her torso.

Jane reached down and touched her feminine mound. It felt soft, but firm. It's texture was incredibly smooth. Almost like a doll...

A vision of her future flashed through Jane's mind and in a panic she stuffed her hand inside her odd new vagina. She moaned loudly at the sensation, it was at least an order of magnitude more intense than sex before. It stretched around her hand and she nearly blacked out. She'd gotten fisted before and it had hurt. This felt amazing.

But her pussy ended with a flat wall in the back. And the walls squeezing at her hand weren't driven by muscle, but elasticity.

And it was cold.

``Please no!'' Jane screamed and ripped her hand out of her pussy. She couldn't move her abdomen anymore. She groaned as the line expanded up above her breasts, turning her nipples from tannish pink to bright pinkish red.

``Just a little more.'' Aillen said and licked his lips.

``Please stop this! I don't want to be a sex doll!'' The line diverges at her collar bone, spreading rapidly down her arms, freezing them in place while slowly working its way up her neck.

``Your life will be sex and nothing more. Any man who sees you will want to fuck you. Your pleasure will be so much greater this way. All the joy and ecstasy you could have gotten from life will now be gotten from sex. As you said, you are a sex toy.''

``Plurg-'' Jane lost her ability to speak as her jaw and lips locked into an O shape. The line slowly worked its way across her face crossing her nose and circling around her eyes. They darted left and right, the last thing she would ever consciously move.

Then the circles started closing in. The horror in her eyes was vivid. They shook with fear as she the tingling closed in on her last human feature. A single tear formed at the corner of her left eye, but she could no longer blink. The circles shrank down to points and then vanished. Her eyes were dull and lifeless.

But inside she was still awake. She could still see. She could still feel. And she was horny. Hornier than she had ever been. She could see a man staring at her and she knew she wanted him to fuck her. Fuck her pussy, fuck her ass, fuck her mouth, fuck her tits, cum on her face, cum on her stomach, cum in her. Anywhere. Anything. She just needed sex.

``She's still in there.'' Aillen said to Tim. ``And she wants sex. You'll want it too once you get a good look at her.''

Aillen stood up and brushed off his sleeves. He cocked his hat and turned to look at Tim. He put a single index finger on Tim's forehead. ``Don't feel guilty about this. It wasn't your fault. You didn't do anything wrong. She was a wicked person and has been punished. If you cared about her just make sure she gets used often. Sex is her life now.''

A strange calm came on Tim and he believed everything the man said. Why should he feel bad that Jane got punished? She was a bad person and treated him terribly. Tim hadn't actively wished her harm, it had just come to her. It wasn't his fault.

``Good.'' Aillen said and smiled. ``Now I'll leave you two alone. Make sure you keep her busy.''

The door swung open, Tim still suspended on it. Aillen stepped out and the door closed behind him. Tim fell to the ground.

Slowly he walked over to the bed and looked at the frozen form there.

She was as beautiful as ever. Maybe more so, if that were possible. She'd been a 10, now she was an 11. Her skin was soft and smooth, but it didn't fake or plasticy. Here eyes were dull, but otherwise normal looking. Her hair was the same. Long, blond, and wavy. Her tits were more firm and round than before, and just as generous. She'd worn a DD cup. Her lips seemed a little swollen and exaggerated, but otherwise within the bounds of normality.

Tim's cock was stiff as a board.

``Jane, I'm going to give you what you wanted. What you still want.'' Tim said and climbed up on to the bed. He rolled her over and bend her legs. Soon she was in the same position they'd been fucking in before this all happened.

It was Tim's favorite position. He moved behind her and aligned his cock. Only this time he was going to do something she'd forbidden him before.

This time he was going to fuck her ass.