Sal and Stefan Stetzan had just completed their latest con. For years the legendary white collar criminals had dabbled in money laundering, larceny, counter fitting, drugs, prostitution, and pretty much every major crime short of murder. They were both wanted in many countries, and had many aliases. They were as good at evading capture as they were at committing their crimes. They felt they were on top of the world, they were confident, but they weren't stupid. They were well aware of whose funds their latest con would affect. It was someone just as notorious as they were, but unlike them, his hands were not clean of murder.
Thomas Fredericks, was the face of a multinational company called Zephyr, but it was just a facade.
In reality, he was a retired psychopathic hitman called "Mad Man", and if he found out who was behind his company's recent losses he would hunt them down and make sure they were never heard from again.
But the Stetzan twins had an ace up their sleeve. They put the millions they had acquired from Zephyr to good use.
Over the years, while traveling the world and researching many different pathways too wealth and influence, the twins would occasionally come across evidence of the supernatural. Mystical things of legendary origin and incredible power. Rumors of one such item particularly caught their attention...
...the Wishing Stone.
According to legend, the stone would grant three wishes to whoever held it. Luckily for the Stetzans, the foreign museum that possessed the stone simply thought it was nothing more than an obscenely rare and expensive gem.
The stone couldn't arrive soon enough as the twins didn't know how much time they had before Mad Man tracked them down, but when it finally did, they opened the box and marveled at the glistening, mystical gem. It gave off an ominous presence that told them that it was certainly magical after all. The brothers both felt a sudden overwhelming desire to hold the gem as if it was beckoning to them. Sal quickly grabbed it before Stefan could.
They argued for a while about the best way to utilize the six wishes between the two of them. They knew that if they weren't careful the wishes could backfire. Sal thought to himself about how to proceed. He wanted to use his first wish to test the stone's power, but he was cunning enough not to waste it by wishing for something that would not be practical in the near future. He settled on the best way to proceed and made his wish in his mind.
His brother Stefan's form instantly began to change. Right before Sal's eyes, Stefan's body, and even his clothes, completely transformed in an instant.
Stefan had been transformed into "Stefanie", and she was every bit as attractive a woman as Stefan had always been as a man. As Sal's twin and partner in crime, Stefanie knew exactly what plan her brother had in mind.
"No way in HELL I'm doing that! Now wish me back to normal, dammit!" She demanded.
"I don't think so. I'm not wasting one of my wishes on that!" Sal replied with sick amusement . "You can use one of your wishes to wish yourself back to normal when it's your turn with the stone, but only after the job's done." He said coldly. Stefanie was furious. She lunged at her brother and tried to wrestle the Wishing Stone away from him, but since she was was physically weaker than him now, her efforts were in vain. As her brother explained the details of his plan, she was completely outraged. She told Sal she would never go along with his ridiculous plan. She needed a drink. She stomped into the kitchen to guzzle down any alcohol they had in their hideout, but suddenly she felt strange. She felt lightheaded as a sickening feeling washed over her. She felt pressure building up in her chest. As she looked down at herself she was shocked to see that her breasts had grown. They jutted outward and bounced exaggeratedly. However, her breasts weren't the only things that had changed. Her hair had grown a few inches and become wavier as well as a little lighter in shade, and her coat, sweater, and pants had transformed into a partly lacy and revealing little black dress.
Stefanie's brother Sal cackled at the dismay of his formerly male sister. "My second wish. I wished that whenever you disobeyed me you would become even more feminine. Well, the way I picture 'feminine' at least." He replied wickedly, thoroughly enjoying himself and the power of the Wishing Stone. Within Stefanie's now large chest, her heart sank after hearing her maniacal brother's cruel declaration. Not only had Stefan been robbed of his manhood, but Stefanie had been robbed of her freedom.
Stefanie was irresistible. Mad Man was insatiable. Stefanie had become a major distraction for the hellbent killer ever since the two of them suddenly crossed paths by "coincidence", and soon enough, she made him forget all about the prospective victims who stole his money.
The first time they made love Stefanie hated herself, but by the time they really started fucking she couldn't help but admit to herself that it felt good. This terrified her.
After "convincing" him in a hotel room for a couple of days, the enthusiastic, alluring, and more than qualified Stefanie got Fredericks to keep her close as his new assistant. Stefanie texted her evil twin that the first step of his plan had been successful.
In a matter of weeks, Stefanie knew everything there was to know about Zephyr, and was Thomas Fredericks' most trusted confidant. The two of them spent almost all of their time together
...in private.
Forced by her brother to never refuse Fredericks unless instructed to do so, Stefanie had no choice but to endure the demeaning and sometimes painful whims of the appropriately named Mad Man behind closed doors.
One night, at some lavish extravaganza, as Stefanie convincingly played the role of a head over heels assistant/sex slave that was falling in love with her psychotic, sadistic boss who was less convincingly playing the role of a suave tycoon, her worst fear suddenly came true...
Thomas Fredericks proposed.
It wasn't really that much of a surprise, but she was still shocked. She was also terrified, furious, embarrassed, depressed, and losing all hope, but she was forced to bottle it all up inside as she feigned pure happiness and even managed to squeeze out tears of joy, which she could never have done when she was a man. She accepted his proposal in front of everyone in the ballroom, and while everyone celebrated, she texted her brother that the next phase of his plan had been successful.
The bad news was that Stefan Stetzan, turned Stefanie Stetzan, turned Stefanie Stone had now become "Stefanie Fredericks".
The good news was that she and her new husband were honeymooning at a beautiful island that was thankfully far away from any sex dungeons and twisted twins. Though that didn't mean that Stefanie would not still grow bigger curves or something absurd like that if she did anything that went against Sal's plan, and Sal expected his reluctant sister to keep Mad Man happy.
...She lost track of how many times they had sex on that island...
Stefanie hadn't heard anything further from Sal after he sarcastically congratulated her on her engagement the night Mad Man proposed, and even after the two of them got back from their honeymoon, he still hadn't contacted her. Stephanie wondered if he simply left her to stew in her humiliating private Hell for a while. Whatever the reason, this left her time to think.
So Stefanie was married to the head of a billion-dollar company, she was part-owner of said company and owned half of everything Thomas Fredericks owned, she knew everything about the company, and Sal still had one more wish. Stefanie feared what her brother would do next as she no longer knew what he was planning. She could no longer relate to the greedy, heartless monster that he had become.
As she awaited her terrible twin's next move she tried to predict what it might be while taking a shower. After considering likely scenarios, she began to realize that it would be advantageous for Sal if Stefanie remained a woman. He could simply wish for Mad Man to drop dead leaving the entirety of his company and assets to his widow Stefanie (and therefore Sal). He could wish for Stefanie to be a black widow whose husbands always die after a certain amount of time, and force her to target one rich man after another, ensuring a life of never ending wealth for one twin and a life of lonely servitude for the other. Stefanie figured Sal would probably just hide the Wishing Stone somewhere she would never find it once he was done with it. Stefanie couldn't let that happen. She decided that she had to take control, she had to take the Wishing Stone the first chance she got.
After she stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her perfect, glistening, well endowed body, she gasped.
"What, I can't pay my beautiful twin sister a visit?" Sal creepily replied.
"You... you better leave NOW before Thomas comes home! He'll kill you if-"
"Stop talking right now unless you want some serious blimp tits." Sal interrupted. "You don't want to disobey me remember?" He asked rhetorically with his usual sadistic smile. Stefanie quietly nodded in dominated agreement. Her brother pulled the Wishing Stone out of his pocket. Her heart began to race as she considered trying her luck at trying to grab it once again. She was completely desperate. Helpless. Hopeless.
"Sorry I haven't been keeping in touch lately, but I figured the blushing bride deserved some undisturbed time with her hubby." Sal teased as he arrogantly tossed the shining Wishing Stone from one hand to the other. This tantalized Stefanie as she couldn't help but track the stone's back and forth movement. It was like her brother was daring her to grab for it. Sal smiled as he continued.
"Well, while you've been making beds creak with your Mad Man, I've been thinking about what exactly I should use my last wish for." He expounded, amused with himself. Stefanie gulped, she nearly vomited from nervousness.
"But I think I got it, and believe me sis, you're gonna like this one! I'm going to wish for both of us to be immortal!" He claimed, seeming to have lost his mind. "You and me will be just as young and good looking as we are right now... forever!" He continued, madly squeezing the stone in his hand. Even if Stefanie had not been forbidden to speak, she would have been speechless. "Great wish, right? After that, you won't even need any wishes of your own! I mean what beats eternal youth, right?" Sal asked rhetorically. It was worse than Stefanie had even imagined. Sal was worse than she even imagined. She knew what her demented twin brother was really saying. Sal indeed intended for his brother Stefan to stay the alluring, lucrative, submissive "Stefanie" not only for years... but forever.
"You can speak now if you-"
"You can't do this Sal, please!" Stephanie interrupted. Her held in protests blurted out of her mouth the instant they were permitted. "You can't make me stay like this forever! Please, I'll do anything!" She begged, coming to tears.
"'Anything', you say?" Sal slyly replied. Stefanie's heart sank once more at seeing Sal's most wicked smile yet. She had been conned. She was now, more than ever, at the complete mercy of her cunning, calculating, callous twin.
"What do you want me to do?" The defeated Stefanie asked, sniffling as she wiped her tears away.
"Well, you see while you were getting pounded on your little honeymoon, I found a new friend who just so happens to be one of your husband's old enemies. He gladly agreed to get ol' Mad Man out of our hair once and for all... for the right price of course. It cost almost everything we had left of what we got from our last few jobs, but it should be worth it. This guy is good." He explained.
"You're gonna have him killed?!" Stefanie asked, horrified that her brother was so willing to resort to something they had never resorted to before.
"Hey, I thought you'd be happy! You really want to be married to that psycho? He was gonna kill us, remember?" Sal retorted. Stefanie knew there was no arguing with him.
"So what do you want me to do?" She asked again, dreading the answer.
"Simple. I want you to sashay right into Zephyr, steal all of the data and production notes on upcoming products, and strut those long legs of yours right back out with your big chest out and your pretty little head held high." Sal answered mockingly. "When this job's done, were going legit. You'll run Zephyr, and I'll start my own new company. We'll be set for life, Stef! Though I'll need some of Mad Man and Zephyr's funds and that product data I mentioned to get my company off the ground, of course, but I'm sure you won't mind. And hey, if all goes well, I'll even use my last wish to make you a man again!" Sal explained, placing his hand on Stefanie's shoulder. She was so taken aback she barely even noticed. She was still processing what her tyrannical twin had just said. She wondered if it was remotely possible that her brother would actually wish her back to the way she was. She would have given anything for the slimmest chance. She needed to believe that there was a light at the end of the tunnel... Then Sal started caressing her shoulder...
Just when Stefanie thought her sick brother couldn't possibly sink any lower, he began to send some very un-brotherly signals. Stefanie's heart felt like it was going to pound out of her chest. This was the last straw. She couldn't take it anymore.
As Sal literally and figuratively rubbed his twin the wrong way with one hand, Stefanie grabbed for the Wishing Stone that he held in his other hand as quick as she could. Her nimble, former pickpocket fingers managed to barely touch the magic gem, but her quick witted brother distracted her by ripping off her towel revealing her naked, nubile body. She squealed in surprise as her brother immediately put the Wishing Stone back in his pocket, then she moaned lustfully as she felt her punishment for disobeying coming on. A fuzzy, arousing feeling washed over her. There wasn't much of a physical change other than her butt and hips swelling in size slightly, but inside she felt more feminine. She felt like she had lost a bit of herself. She felt like that small part of her was replaced by a new part of her that actually wanted to submit to Sal. She felt horny.
As her perverted brother looked her naked body up and down in approval, Stefanie began to feel a warm, wet, need in between her legs. This was not lost on Sal.
"Now, now Stef, that was very naughty. Now I need you to prove that I can still trust you." He said with a grin. Deep down she wanted to vomit, but she knew she had to obey.
"You deserve this, don't you?! DON'T YOU?!"
"YES! YES! I deserve this! Oh! Oh yes! I deserve this!"
The next morning, Stefanie told Thomas she wasn't feeling well and that he should go to the board meeting without her. After her most disgusting, uncomfortable, traumatic experience yet, she just wanted her nightmare to end.
As Stefanie entered the Zephyr building alone, she looked around to see if anyone was looking. Luckily there were only a few lower staff members and employees she neither knew nor had any interactions with, so she felt it was as safe as it was ever going to be for her to sashay like a supermodel to the elevator, as she didn't want to risk not following Sal's orders to the letter. She was once again, humiliated as she spotted one or two people noticing her along the way, but by this point, she was used to humiliation.
She then sneaked into R&D, and within minutes left unseen after filling her purse and a flash drive with company secrets. She was thankful that her psychotic boss and husband was in a board meeting eight floors above her. As the elevator doors opened on the ground floor, she took a deep breath, held her head up high, stuck her chest out, and took long, proud steps per Sal's instructions as she headed for the exit when she suddenly felt a familiar tingling in her breasts. Her eyes bulged in horror and tried to look down at her chest while she tried desperately to keep her chin up, but she didn't need to look down to know her breasts were swelling. That, compounded with the fact that she suddenly felt more girly than ever, let her know that she was doing something wrong. She desperately tried to remember her brother's exact words. Her body froze and her heart skipped a beat when she realized what had been missing: "With.Your. Big. Chest. Out." Sal had said. Those five words echoed in her mind as she stood in the middle of the ground floor in an overcoat and a silky dress that covered her all the way up to her neckline. Knowing she'd probably have to tear her dress open to expose her breasts before her breasts burst through the dress themselves, she began to break out in a cold sweat. It was then that a nice receptionist that Stefanie occasionally exchanged pleasantries with approached her.
"Mrs. Fredericks? Is everything alright? I believe Mr. Fredericks is waiting for you in the boardroom..." She politely reminded her.
"Uh... yes, I told him to go on ahead because I think I might be coming down with something. I've been feeling ill since yesterday." Stefanie replied, only half lying. She still had a bit of a nervous sweat. "Is it hot in here?" She asked rhetorically as she quickly shed her overcoat.
Both Stefanie and the concerned receptionist were surprised to see a shimmering, revealing, tiny silver dress that neither of them had ever seen before. It appeared that the effects of Sal's second wish had transformed Stephanie's clothes again, but this time it came as a relief as now it seemed that this new dress had solved her problem of having completely covered breasts.
"My goodness, you must not be feeling well! You came to the office in a nightie!" The receptionist joked. Stephanie laughed along with her, knowing that she needed to get out of there.
"Yeah, so if Thomas asks, just tell him you didn't see me, alright?" Stefanie replied as she rushed to the exit.
On her way to the appointed place where she was supposed to meet up with her brother, Stefanie took a quick detour to buy a new, less demeaning dress. She prayed that this would not count as disobeying Sal. As she changed dresses in a changing room in the nearest boutique, she once again pondered her dismal situation. She was completely fed up with living under her brother. She was tired of fearing and following his wishes. She was sick of being ordered around, manipulated, abused, and controlled. She wanted control. She wished that she had the Wishing Stone.
When she arrived at the park, Sal was there waiting. Stefanie felt like she was walking to the executioner. She felt no real hope. She saw no light at the end of the tunnel.
"Hey, sis, don't look so glum... smile." Her brother taunted just before looking her up and down in her new form fitting dress. She obliged and plastered as genuine a smile as she could muster on her beautiful face. "That's better." He said as he took his sister's hand. They then began walking through the park hand-in-hand like they were a couple. One twin smiled in complete triumph, while the other was little more than a captive yet again forced to wear a happy facade.
"I can't get what we did yesterday out of my mind! It was pretty amazing, huh?
"..."
"I'll be honest... I'd been waiting to do that ever since you became a chick!"
"We should totally keep doing it."
"Do I have a choice?"
The twins sat down at a park bench where there weren't a lot of people around.
"So did you get what I asked?" Sal asked nonchalantly.
She peered into her purse and couldn't believe what she saw. It was the Wishing Stone.
She had no idea how it was possible, it really was the real gem just waiting in her purse. She hid her surprised reaction as best she could as she handed the Zephyr documents to her brother.
For the first time since they first got the Wishing Stone, both twins were legitimately happy. Still, Stefanie didn't want to get careless. For all she knew, it could've just been another one of Sal's tricks. For all she knew, the Wishing Stone could've stopped working, or it could have been a fake and Sal sneakily planted it in her purse to see what she would do. She secretly took the gem out of her purse and examined it while Sal examined the Zephyr notes.
"Yes! Yes! This is perfect! Gimme a kiss, sis!" Sal demanded as he grabbed Stefanie and planted a big, wet, incestuous kiss on her lips.
"You were never gonna wish me back to normal were you?" Stefanie asked with detached clarity.
"Well, I thought about it, but then I figured it would be so much more interesting if you stayed like this. Besides, I was never really crazy about someone else looking exactly like me anyway." Sal admitted matter-of-factly.
"Is this real?" She asked vaguely.
"Oh, this is very real, and I know you feel it too." Sal answered in his usual suave, dominating tone as he leaned in for another kiss.
"No, I meant this." Stefanie flatly replied as she revealed the Wishing Stone that she held in her hand. Sal's eyes bulged in shock. The surprise and fear that broke his cool told Stefanie that this was not a trick.
"How the hell did you get that?! I put that damn stone in a hidden safe in another city!" He explained, dumbfounded and unable to hide his panic. Stefanie thought about that until she smiled genuinely for the first time since she became a woman.
"I guess when I touched the stone yesterday, that allowed me to start making my wishes, and I didn't even know it! Just before I came here to meet you I wished that I had the Wishing Stone." She answered.
"Well, you still have to obey me! Give it back!" Sal retorted. When Stefanie did not do as her brother commanded, she felt her body beginning to change again. Her already large breasts began swelling at a slightly faster rate than ever before as did her hips and butt. She also felt her libido begin to rise. Her sudden elation was overtaken by her hatred of her brother and all he had done to her. She wanted him to know how it felt to be what he had turned her into. She nearly wished to switch bodies with her formerly identical twin, but quickly realized that such a wish might technically place the Wishing Stone back in Sal's hands. Then she remembered Sal still had one more wish, and realized that she needed to settle everything with her two remaining wishes immediately.
Stefanie needed to think quicker than her quick witted twin. She had only a moment to devise the perfect wishes. Luckily, her perverted brother was momentarily distracted by his sister's rapidly expanding curves. Stefanie's mind began to flood with arousing images of big penises and having sex with both Sal and her husband Mad Man, but she pushed them aside and focused on the torment the two of them forced upon her time and time again. She wanted them both to pay, so with her second wish, she changed Thomas Fredericks' life and with her final wish, she changed the Stetzan twins' reality...
Tiffany Fredericks had a dumbfounded look on her face.
It appeared that her enormous breasts had popped the buttons of her blouse again, and during the board meeting, no less! She was of course frustrated and humiliated, but she also couldn't shake this nagging feeling in the back of her mind like she had forgotten something important. A feeling like she had once been someone else entirely. She was, of course, once secretly known as the seductress assassin the "Mad Woman" who would kill her targets after sleeping with them, but therapists had helped her work through those issues. She didn't know what else could be the cause of such a feeling, so she tried to dismiss it and move on. As she quickly adjusted herself in front of the flustered old board members, she cursed that infuriating, lazy, arrogant, filthy rich, dashing, sexy boss of hers under her breath for once again dumping his duties onto her while he was off frolicking with that spoiled, walking wet dream of a twin sister he was "secretly" screwing.
...Oh, how she wished he was screwing her instead...
But, for now, she figured that if she couldn't bag her boss...
... she could at least bag an intern.
Stunning, young, billionaire twins, Stefan and Sally Stetzan, could barely keep their eyes off of each other as they walked hand-in-hand through a secluded part of their favorite park. Stefan was still mesmerized by the way Sally bounced and wobbled as she walked.
"So, Chic Chick, Rogue, and Loverboobs are all after me for photoshoots, and Loverboobs wants me to go nude! Which one should I do?" Sally asked.
"Why not all of them?" Stefan replied with that devilish grin that never failed to make Sally weak in the knees. She never had the power to resist her dominating twin. She also never really had much of any talent to speak of, so Stefan aimed to help her exploit her outstanding good looks and her mind boggling figure to launch her into stardom. However, Sally didn't care about being a celebrity. In fact, she didn't even like that she had an ever growing number of fans, not just because she was naturally shy and timid, but really because it meant that the taboo public displays of affection between her and Stefan would have to become more and more scarce.
Sally just wished that Stefan would forget about making her a celebrity. She wished that she could be his sister and lover in private, and his girlfriend in public, but she could make do with the way things were. After all, she had already had an impossible wish come true long ago... the wish that her brother would fall in love with her.
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