Published: Feb 6, 2024

My ninety-second caption, this time featuring high levels of horny.

Izumi and his best friend Kiba have been friends forever, but for all that time they've constantly been tormented by Kiba's older sister and her two devious friends. However, as is usually the case, there's more to the three women than Izumi could ever guess.

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Me and my best friend Kiba had known each other since elementary school, doing just about everything imaginable together. Hiking, video games, even a few trips to the ocean to gawk at the ladies once you both got older. Unfortunately, there was always one big thorn in our sides whenever we were doing anything: Kiba’s older sister, Moko.

Moko was an annoying airhead who used every opportunity available to bud in and piss off Kiba and I when we were hanging out. This ranged from tagging along whenever we went out to grab a bite to eat, barging in on us when we were in the middle of ranked game matches, and the relentless, unending teasing. Moko liked to joke that we were “more than just friends” due to the amount of time we spent together, and I resented the accusation deeply. Worse still were her two friends, Keira and Hirai, who frequently joined in on her plans to annoy the two of us. Kiba always seemed to act very meek and cautious around Moko, likely because he was forced to live with the pink-haired bitch.

One Friday night after our part-time jobs, I went over to Kiba’s house to play some more Armored Core 6. We both enjoyed the multiplayer aspect of it, but playing games together in-person was always way more fun than doing it online. About half an hour into our gaming session, I heard Kiba’s front door open, followed immediately by three familiar voices making their way up the stairs. They lingered for a moment before another door could be heard opening and closing, the voices now on the other side of the wall.
“Great, the bimbo brigade has arrived.” I exclaimed under my breath, narrowing my eyes on Kiba who looked… somewhat uncomfortable. “What are they doing this time?”

“It’s Friday, so they’re doing their usual sleepover.” He answered, holding his hands close to his chest. “Please, don’t say stuff like that about her, Izumi. It won’t end well.”

“Yeah, whatever. I’m not afraid of her, and neither should you be.” I dismissed, turning my attention back towards the game. I hated how passive he was towards his sister.

Another hour passed, and it had become just about impossible to focus on the game anymore. Moko and her dumb friends were making a stupid amount of noise in the adjacent room, and it was becoming unbearable. They clearly knew we were here, trying to do something we enjoyed, and were deliberately trying to piss us off. And it was working. The walls in this house were so thin that they might as well not be there at all, and I was seriously getting fed up with this. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore.

“T-That’s it, I’ve had it. I’ve had it!” I stood up suddenly, trying my best to focus my anger into words as Kiba looked at me with a highly concerned expression on his face. “How come she always gets to do shit like this to us all the time, huh?! I’m sick and tired of it! I’m not going to sit here and just let her and her stupid friends walk all over us!”

I stormed out of the room as Kiba tried to stop me from going, but I wasn’t having any of it. I walked up to Moko’s door and yanked it open as hard as I could. Before I could properly react to anything, I walked into what looked like a wall of light or something, suddenly finding myself in a version of Moko’s room that was gaudy and impossibly large.

“Well, look what we have here, girls! Looks like Izumi decided to pay us another visit!” Moko cooed, hopping over towards me like a jackrabbit. “Hello, sweetie. Too loud?”

“Listen here you-” I began to speak before I suddenly noticed my voice was different. I grabbed for my throat, noticing my Adam’s apple was gone, before looking down to see two large breasts were now hanging from my chest. I felt my eyes become sunken as I put my hand on one of them, giving it a light squeeze. They were actually real.

“Hehe, it’s always fun seeing her initial reactions like this.” Keira joked in a playful tone, back-to-back with Hirai. “Moko, what do you feel like doing with her this time around?”

“I’m thinking… some teasing, brushing, touching, and licking, followed by some squeezing, pinching and a little foursome.~” She said, snapping her fingers as her shirt and bra suddenly disappeared, revealing her two sizable breasts and their big, puffy nipples. As this happened, Keira and Hirai started pulling up their own shirts, revealing their bare breasts as well. I felt myself go tomato red as all of this happened, backing up instinctually towards the now-locked door as my brain began to fry inside my own skull.

“No matter how many times we do this, she still makes the same expressions every time.” Hirai remarked, looking bemused. “The minds of men are so predictable, aren’t they?”

“I-I-I… I think it's time for me to leave. Uh…” I stammered, unable to process what was happening as I tried in vain to open the door. “Kiba! Kiba! Get me out of here, Kiba!”

“Oh, give it a rest Izumi. My little brother can’t help you. You’re now our little fucktoy for the next few hours, so just relax.” Moko ordered, making me feel infinitesimally small. “Besides, it's not like you’re going to remember any of this anyway. We’re just going to wipe your memory like we usually do, so you might as well enjoy it while it lasts.”

Feeling completely and utterly trapped, I felt myself slide down against the edge of the doorway, knowing I was figuratively and literally fucked as the three girls surrounded me.

Turns out, Moko and her two friends were part of a small witch’s coven. When I had walked through that doorway, not only did I end up in a small pocket dimension Moko used as her bedroom, but I also ran straight into a defensive trap she had designed to keep her brother out of her room years ago. She had modified it so if I walked into it, I was instantly transformed into a female version of myself with several… exaggerated features. This had apparently happened many times to me before, unwittingly becoming their plaything on Friday nights. I couldn’t believe it, and the despair in my expression, knowing this insane madness had become a routine, further delighted the three witches.

After all of this was over and they finished having their way with me, their toy, they’d wipe my memory and I’d wake up the next day like nothing had ever happened. Then, the cycle would repeat until the girls finally got bored of me, or used me for something else. Still, I couldn’t deny how great this female form felt, and how hot the three were…

In the adjacent room, Kiba was sitting with his back against the wall, legs curled up to his chest as he listened to his best friend’s muffled moans. He was powerless to help Izumi once he was in that room, but even worse was the incredible shame he felt, being turned on by the sound of his own best friend being assaulted by them. He always tried to block out the intrusive thoughts, but no matter how hard he tried to resist the urge, the night always ended with him in bed with a box of tissues by his side. Moko knew this, of course, and did feel somewhat sorry for her powerless little brother. She later decided that, in her own twisted way, she’d eventually “help” her brother by making Izumi a woman permanently, modifying both of their memories to make them think Izumi had always been a girl, and that they were actually deeply in love with each other too.