"The Tender Touch Of Dominion" or "Strengthening The Bond"

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This is one of those captions I just simply felt like writing.  A wicked little transformation where the subject has no control.  The overwhelming pleasure of femininity too much to resist.  More to come soon, my lovelies.

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He was near.  John could feel Him getting closer.  The mental link that bonded Master to Sub was strengthening and that meant He would be there soon.  John could feel the tendrils of his Master's power caressing his mind causing his heart to race.   

“Soon,” Master’s voice echoed in John’s ears.  “But first you must be ready for me.”  John whimpered as his mind surrendered control to the overwhelming presence of Him.  His body shivered as the familiar tingle underneath his skin signaled the coming change.  The changeling felt his hips and waist shift into an hourglass frame, giving John the beginnings of a sexy silhouette.  The magical energy slowly massaged his neck, causing John to coo in sultry, dulcet tones.   He watched as the room seemed to grow around him, but John knew his body was shrinking to fit Master’s desire.

John’s eyes fluttered as he sighed, he could feel his lashes growing longer and thicker by the second.  The delicious warmth of his ass and breasts swelling out made him turn over in the seat.  While his creamy skin changed, John’s pants morphed into silky stockings and a lacy garter.  Thick, dark ringlets of spun hair fell past his shoulders as John squealed.  The changes were coming faster and the link was strengthening - Master was close.  His mind was overflowing with lusty, feminine desires.  Those same thoughts drowned out the masculine until John’s mind surrendered to it’s submissive mirror.

The warmth of magic always felt like her Master’s touch was molding her into the shape He desired and making her more His lust doll.  She loved the feeling and always made her damp pussy throb with need.  She waited on all fours as her body continued to shift and morph until she was perfect for Him.  As her mind settled into place, she heard the key in the lock.  Her mind raced with thoughts of serving her master and fulfilling each and every one of His debaucherous desires.

“I see you are ready for me, Sabrina.”  His deep voice crooned.

Indeed she was.