"Ah, there it is!" Chester eventually exclaimed, rummaging through his attic Many years back, when he was still a teenager, his grandfather had told him about his years as a wizard, and the many spellbooks he possessed, some of which he claimed contained 'forbidden' spells.

Chester always thought his grandfather was just making it up for his amusement. Until recently, when his grandfather passed away. That was when his belongings were divided and Chester came across a couple of notebooks, a wand, and some loose parchments with spell incantations written on them.

Out of curiosity, and boredom, Chester gave one of the 'luck' incantations a try. To his surprise, it actually worked! The doorbell rang almost immediately after casting the incantation. Opening the door, he was greeted by a lottery spokesperson, claiming he had won a big lottery prize (even though he never bought a ticket for it). As the ticket was registered to his address, he received the prize anyway. Later, at work, He suddenly started receiving tips frequently, which he wasn't used to, his boss even called him in to give him a pay raise, seemingly out of nowhere. It convinced Chester that having that much luck wasn't just luck, or fate. It had to have been magical.

He couldn't wait to tell his girlfriend Mariana about it, but when he arrived home, he discovered her lounging around on the couch in nothing but her lingerie, which was a very rare occurrence. The subject of the lucky charm incantion became a worry for later, and instead Chester and Mariana made out on the couch. 

Sweet kisses became French kisses, and before long, Chester was planting his lips all over Mariana's body. From her neck, down to her breasts, down to her stomach, all the way down to her toes, before slowly heading back up to her belly button while cheekily evading her vagina, only for her to manually push his head back down again.

When the couple was finished with their foreplay, they considered continuing things in the bedroom, but Chester quickly changed his mind and decided to remain at the couch, purely to make use of his newfound luck and discover new, intimate positions on the spot and turn their evening into an unforgettable experience.

It was only after the sex, when Mariana was just about ready to ask for an inhaler, that Chester told her about the incantation. 

Mariana was skeptical ay first, and put his claims to the test, instantly tossing various random clothing pieces and other items at him, shouting, "Think fast!" Needless to say, Chester caught everything, and even successfully repeated the test with his back turned to Mariana, which, in her eyes, proved his luck. In the years to follow, both Chester and Mariana used Chester's luck to their advantage, and they lived a relatively happy life for nearly five years.

But, although they lived happily, they did not live smart and paced the usage of Chester's luck. They spent it wishing for free food deliveries and other simple things. The spell had a decay rate, and every month, Chester's luck whittled, little by little. And by the time they connected the dots, it was already too late. After the fourth year, they had even started to run into some misfortunes, which lead to arguing between the two. A little at first, but more and more over time. Chester eventually tried to refresh the incantation, but it seemed to work only once, as it did not improve his luck in the slightest. 

And as their luck whittled away, so did their sex life. Suddenly Chester found himself in situations where he would spontaneously suffer from an acute, headsplitting migraine if Mariana got in the mood. Or he would trip on his way to the bedroom and severely sprain his legs. The unlucky accidents put their sex life on hold, though it bothered Chester more than Mariana.

Mariana had discovered that Chester's misfortune provided her with a natural luck in getting away with the risky encounters she planned with other men. Poor Chester was none the wiser. Whenever his misfortune caused a plumbing pipe to burst, he left the house in hopes of minimizing the damage while Mariana hired a plumber to fix the problem. By the time he returned, the problem was always fixed, free of charge, even! Chester called it her natural luck. Little did he know it was paid in nature. 

Eventually, when Chester tried to convince Mariana to do the incantation on herself to renew their luck as a couple. Mariana feared they'd both end up being unlucky and preferred if they'd just remain as they were, relying on Mariana's natural luck to keep their life as stable as they could. But as Chester's life became more and more miserable, he started to wonder if the luck incantation he had cast, was one of the forbidden spells his grandfather had warned about. Why else was it written on a loose parchment instead of being included in a spellbook?

And that's when it hit him. "Spellbooks! Of course", Chester exclaimed. He rushed to the attic to recover his grandfather's notebooks, but as he neared the pile of neatly placed books, he slipped and knocked everything over. Books disappeared in piles of other possessions, and Chester spent hours sorting through them, continuously finding books that only ended up being old textbooks from his college days.

"Ah, there it is!" Chester eventually exclaimed, rummaging through his attic. He didn't bother checking for any other books and brought the spellbook downstairs to examine it under better lighting. Skimming the pages, he found instructions on the strangest spells. Spells to transmute diamonds into paper (who would even do such a thing?), turn a bee into an eagle, make people believe anything you say, make cardboard radioactive, or even turn people into various kinds of animals. "What are even the logical uses for any of these spells?" Chester wondered.

Disappointed with his findings and lack of any seemingly useful spells, Chester stored the book in his drawer and returned to the attic, where he spent the rest of his day looking for other loose parchments and notebooks in hopes of finding something better, anything at all. Though, with Chester's lock gone sour, he only made a bigger mess, and had to resort to clearing out the entire attic. Hours turned into days, days into weeks. He barely talked with Mariana anymore and when they did, talking turned into arguing, and even fighting.

The hallways had become clogged with all the items previously stored in the attic, much to Mariana's dismay. She simply wanted to move on, but Chester insisted on finding a spell to fix everything. When Chester finally fully cleared the attic, he was certain parchments and notebooks were missing. He could've sworn he had more than he recovered from the attic and grew suspicious of Mariana, whose disinterest in the subject of magic and spells suddenly felt like a ploy to him.

In his mind, Mariana was up to something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. But instead of focusing on mending their relationship, or clearing out the hallways and restoring the attic to the organized mess it used to be, Chester devoted his time to spying on Mariana. His paranoia eventually got the better of him, and without logical reason, he started feeling that she was going to cheat on him. In his anger, he went back through his grandfather's notes, looking for any spells to use as a preemptive attack, when his eyes landed once again on the spell turning people into animals.

"You know what, if she insists on cheating on me like a bitch, then a bitch she shall be," Chester muttered to himself. He read up on the spell, scribbled down some notes, collected his grandfather's wand, and snuck up on Mariana, who was changing her clothes in front of her wardrobe. She had not seen or heard Chester enter the room as she was listening to some music and was more focused on her outfit for the day.

Without explaining himself, or even bothering to question Mariana first, Chester quietly muttered the spell, his wand glistened in response, and with a flick of his wrist, he hurled the spell at her. However, Chester had not accounted for his rotten luck, and as Mariana ducked to pick up a fallen piece of clothing, the spell went right past her, ricocheted off of the standing mirror behind her, and bolted right back at himself. Not having expected this outcome, Chester failed to react in time to dodge his spell, and within seconds, he turned into a dog, while the transformation knocked him out cold and trapped him underneath his former clothing.

The wand hit the wooden floor and startled Mariana. She yelped and turned, expecting to see Chester, but instead only saw a pile of his clothing and a wand lying at the doorpost. Lifting the clothing, she discovered a fast-asleep dog. Doing the math, she figured, "Chester had turned himself into a dog... But why? Was he trying to present me with a gift to make amends?" She simply could not tell. Nor could she ask Chester who, besides being asleep, was now also a dog, unable to speak like a human anymore.

Wondering if Chester had left an explanation anywhere, she looked around the house, but found no notes in the living room, on the fridge, or in the bedroom. All Mariana could find was an old book lying on the bed. Opening it, she realized it was a spellbook. "Maybe this will tell me what happened and how to reverse it," Mariana thought aloud as she started going through the book.

At first, she went through the pages chuckling as she discovered some of the strange spells in the book, but when she found the transformation spell Chester had used, her lighthearted mood was quickly replaced with anger. Chester's scribbles consisted of various sidenotes. 'Cheater', 'bitch', 'revenge', 'keep or sell?', 'puppies?', Mariana couldn't believe her eyes. She was disgusted with what she read, angry with how Chester had even attempted to cast the spell, relieved with how it backfired on pure luck, and determined to not let Chester get away with this unprovoked attack.

With a desire for vengeance, she kept going through the book, looking for any spells she could use in retaliation. That was when she found the spell to make people believe everything she'd say. A sidenote read the spell would only be effective for 24 hours, so Mariana took the time to carefully lay out her plan...

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"Up you get!" Mariana said as she shook Chester awake. He quickly remembered what had happened and started barking angrily. "Nuh-uh!" Mariana said, shaking her index finger at him. "You may be a bad dog, but you will behave around me." Instantly, Chester went quiet. He didn't seem happy in the slightest, but he stopped barking and growling at her.

Mariana then kneeled and clipped a collar around Chester's neck. Hanging from it, was a dog tag with the name 'Chester' engraved on it. Adding insult to injury, she also clipped a pink bow tie to the top of his head. A malicious smile appeared on her face as she brought her face close to his, looked into his eyes, and said, "Now that you're a dog, it's important to have you chipped, so we're taking a trip to the vet! And guess what? You're in for a special treat!"

Being magically unable to resist, The leashed Chester reluctantly followed Mariana on their walk to the clinic, whom she had called earlier that day to 'remind' them of the appointment she was bringing Chester in for.

While at the clinic, Mariana even took the opportunity to call all of Chester's friends, family, and anyone else they mutually knew, to tell them that she got a little crazy with buying a phone for her dog and that she would stop using it. "Feel free to remove the number, and if you ever want to hang out with Chester and me, feel free to drop by!" Everyone instantly forgot about the once-human Chester, All while Chester was in earshot, silently crying to himself as he heard how all of his once friends and family confirmed how they indeed found it silly that Mariana got her dog a phone but that they were also happy she was enjoying life enough to do such crazy things.

Finishing her phone calls, she turned to Chester and said, "When this is all done, you will always remember how you were once my boyfriend, tried to turn on me, lost your manhood and are now forced to live as my bitch." She paused for a second, remembering Chester's scribbled notes, and added, "I might not be able to make a true bitch out of you and let you experience having puppies of your own, but a gay puppy like you will be popular in dog parks either way. You are always in heat, and that's fine, but you'll only be in heat for your own kind. I don't want you spraying everywhere or trying to hump other things or people. That's why I need to have you neutered. You're a princess, you don't do the fucking, you get it."

"Chester?" A voice suddenly asked. It was the veterinary's assistant. "We are ready for you now."

Mariana got up and guided Chester to the operation table, after which he received a quick medical exam and was promptly sedated for the procedure. The assistant chipped Chester in the back of his neck, and a few hours later, Mariana returned to the clinic to pick him up again. She carried him home as he was still too woozy to walk on his own.

Arriving home, Chester noticed his former home had already changed. It was no longer just him and Mariana inhibiting the house, as Mariana had used the spell's power to convince a, judging by his attire, well-off and good-looking man that they were a couple and madly in love. Seeing each other, Mariana quickly put Chester down as she and her new boyfriend wasted no time in going to the bedroom before getting frisky with each other.

Conflicted in his thoughts, Chester wondered, was he getting cucked? He was no longer a human nor did he desire humans anymore, and above all else, he was now neutered and gay. A faint voice in his head told him he was most certainly still getting cucked and cheated on, but the majority of his conscience told him it was no stranger than seeing other animals have intercourse. The only relationship between Chester, Mariana, and her new boyfriend, was that of a dog and his owners. And as his post-operation wooziness started to make Chester doze off again, he nodded off, hoping that one day he'd have a 'boyfriend' of his own. 

Steve and Melissa got married in early January. They had been lovers for a few years now, but for some reason, they never found the right moment to live together. Melissa couldn't wait to move in with Steve, but she had made the mistake of telling him on their first date that she was allergic to dogs. When it came time for them to get to know each other better, Steve suddenly disclosed he had a dog, Rocco, whom he loved very much.

He made up how Rocco was very old, and only a few years away from dying a natural death, how he wouldn't dare to put him in a shelter or separate from him during his final moments. "It's inhumane, I can't do that to him!" he always yelled. At first, Melissa believed Steve. And they just kept going to Melissa's place for their 'private time'. But eventually, word got out that Melissa wasn't Steve's only lover. He had many other flings throughout their relationship, and they always crashed at his place.

Rocco was a lie to keep Melissa out, and by the time Melissa found out, she and Steve were already engaged. However, instead of confronting Steve right then and there, she decided to play more tactfully. During the months leading up to the wedding, she had looked for ways to enact the perfect revenge while keeping tabs on Steve. And the perfect revenge she found... A magical resort with a Valentine's Day deal. Perfect.

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"Honey, I don't know where you found this place, but it's amazing!" Steve said as the couple checked in at the reception of their resort. 'Magic Dreams', the resort was called. Steve never read the brochure. He was much more interested in having side flings, believing Melissa hadn't the slightest clue. It gave him a thrill.

Unpacking their bags in their room, Melissa gave her best impression of a surprised shock, "Oh no!".

Steve looked over and replied, "What's going on?"

Showing the contents of her suitcase, she continued, "I only just now remembered that I packed two suitcases! I knew I forgot something!" Melissa's single suitcase was packed full of lingerie. Lingerie Steve had never even seen before.

"Why in the world did you even bring that much lingerie?" Steve asked, confused.

"It was a surprise activity I had planned. But I guess we can just make it a main activity now," Melissa replied. "Pick a set, any set, and I'll wear it for you and tease you in it for the rest of the day."

Looking at the various sets, Steve's eyes stopped as he looked at a lacy black and red over-the-top slutty lingerie set. "That one," Steve said, pointing at the set.

"Hm, naughty," Melissa replied in a sultry tone as she picked up the set and gave Steve a show, seductively removing her clothing and slipping into her new outfit for the day. "Does my ass look fat in this?" Melissa asked teasingly as she gave her cheeks a firm slap, making them jiggle.

"Your ass looks amazing, babe," Steve replied. "It looks even better than usual... Fuck. You're getting me in the mood!"

"Lie down on the bed then," Melissa started. "I'm not there yet, but I'd love to tease you until I'm ready. Lie down so I can ride your face."

Beds at Magic Dreams were enchanted before guests arrived, according to the instructions given by the guests when they booked the room. Melissa had instructed that she wanted her husband to become hopelessly obsessed with her ass. The second Steve would lie down, he'd fall asleep, and in his dreams, his mind would be altered to accept his newfound desires for Melissa's butt. The desires would last only for a few hours, but that was all Melissa needed.

As Steve eagerly positioned himself on the bed, he soon realized he started feeling a little strange. A sudden sense of sleepiness got the better of him and he quickly lost consciousness. Even his own arousal couldn't keep him awake.

His dreams, however, were still fully focused on the idea of Melissa driving him wild as she rode his face. But in Steve's dream, he was tied down. The tease quickly became torture, as Steve was no longer in command. Melissa rode his face for what seemed like hours to him, never taking off her lingerie. Her lacy panties, however, were fully soaked. There was no denying Melissa reached multiple orgasms, but she never let Steve go. Trapped in his fantasy, he surrendered to Melissa and her glorious ass as his vision went dark.

When Steve woke up, it was like no time had passed at all. Melissa was still in the process of getting on the bed and positioning herself above him. The dream had already affected Steve's thoughts, as he muttered, "Hm. Babe, your ass looks so amazing from here."

"Then I guess you really do love these panties! I'm glad I bought them for our honeymoon," Melissa replied.

"Oh, babe, you have no idea. I'm honestly a little envious of them... I wish I could be as close to your booty for as long as your underwear does... it gets to be there all day!" Steve confessed, his words heavily influenced by his vivid dream. It was as if his sudden dream had given him an obsession with Melissa's ass. An obsession so strong, that he desired to be her underwear. To be worn by Melissa, to feel her vagina getting wet and soaking him... The desires were unnaturally strong, and Steve lost control to them.

"What if I told you that was possible?" Melissa probingly asked.

"You're kidding, right?" Steve replied, his arousal showing.

"All you have to do is wish for it! That's the magic of this place! This resort truly is magical. Every couple gets to make a single wish while in the resort, which will become a reality, as long as all involved parties consent to it," Melissa explained. "If you truly want to be my panties, I'll let you experience that..."

"Yes! I do!" Exclaimed Steve excitedly.

"I know," Melissa replied jokingly. "We already did our wedding vows." She chuckled.

"I wish to be your panties!" Steve corrected himself.

"I wish for you to become my panties too," Melissa replied. A mischievous grin appeared on her face as a strange glow surrounded Steve. His essence started flying through the air toward Melissa's panties, which absorbed him without any issues.

"Ah. So much better," Melissa spoke to herself. "I'm glad you never mentioned a duration on your wish, because now you're going to be stuck like this forever. I still can't believe you cheated on me for so long. But now I can finally do the same to you..."

Melissa's arousal climbed as she revealed her plans for Steve, rubbing her fingers against her clit through the fabric of the panties as she spoke.

"Now that the transformation is complete, I can freely talk about my plan. God, what a relief. Did you know I've been planning this for weeks?" Melissa said, letting out a sigh of relief. "Now you're nothing but panties. Magic panties, yes, but you've lost your voice, and with it, any power to undo this predicament."

Melissa began texting some numbers, male and female friends alike, and even 'friends' she recently matched with on her newly downloaded one-night-stand app, Lustr.

"You're still alive, and retained most of your senses. Your sense of smell, taste, touch, hearing... all you're really missing are the abilities to see, move and speak, which is probably for the best," Melissa said.

She pushed her fingers against the fabric again, pushing her fingers slightly inside her vagina. "I wonder what this feels like to you. How you are experiencing these new senses... Not that I'd wish to find out myself," Melissa added. "Soon, I'll finally get my revenge for all that time you cheated on me..."

Melissa posed for a few pictures, wearing her new lingerie, and said, "These are going all over social media. I'll even caption it saying you left me for some side chick on the night of our honeymoon, that I'm once again open to the dating scene, and that because of your cheating, I want to indulge myself in a sex party of my own before I look for a new partner to dedicate myself to."

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A knock on the door, and another, and another. Dozens of male guests arrived later that day. Locals, whom Melissa had never even met before. She had sex with each and every one of them. Blowjobs, titfucks, hotdogging, vanilla, even anal. Tonight, nothing was too wild for her. Everyone was allowed to choose their favorite way to fuck her, on three conditions... The panties stay on, they remain undamaged, and the cumshot is for the panties. They were certainly strange conditions to the men, but the offer of having the sex of their dreams was more important than questioning the conditions.

The men enjoyed gently pulling Melissa's panties to the side as they fucked her while she wore them. They were more careful with her panties than they were with Melissa! Some would even describe her as being a living fleshlight that night. The idea that Steve was so close to the action but unable to do anything about it made her orgasms even more intense. By the end of the night, Steve was soaked through and through. Some men even deposited their loads on the inside of Melissa's panties, after which she couldn't help but smush her panties against her skin and rub it in every direction, making sure the cum got everywhere. Melissa delighted in the wickedness of it all.

It was that night, that Melissa decided she was no longer monogamous. Polygamy was the new way for her. The thought of having multiple long-term boyfriends who could deliver a creamy mess on her panties daily was simply too enticing...

On occasion, Melissa would even host bukkake-themed orgies, where the entry fee was suspiciously simple. One cum-filled condom per person. Couples and single ladies were encouraged to recruit outside help to meet the entry fee. All condoms would be emptied into a pitcher. New guests thought one (un)lucky guest would be chosen to drink from the pitcher, but returning guests knew things took a different turn. Halfway through the orgy, after Melissa had deemed that Steve had experienced enough fun, she took him off, only to drench him in the pitcher and leave him there to soak while she went back to have some more fun. Steve would remain in the pitcher until the last guests had gone home. She would then throw him in a laundromat and fill the soap dispenser with any and all fresh cum that was 'donated' during the orgy.

On occasion, Melissa would still talk to Steve to ask if he regretted making his wish so hastily, if he wanted to switch back, and how it felt to be a literal cumdump, but Steve never complained... Not that he could.

Years passed, and eventually, Melissa got tired of all the exhausting sex debacles she went through to humiliate Steve. So she started thinking of other ways to continue the revenge without having to put as much effort into it herself. As Melissa thought of all the 'adventures' she and her panties went through, she stumbled upon that photo she took of her wearing her freshly transformed husband. An idea popped into her head. Melissa instantly started browsing for websites and places where girls sell their used panties to perverts, knowing they'll likely jerk off to them, or even worse, wear them. The thought made Melissa shiver, which only confirmed it was exactly the fate Steve deserved.

Melissa posted her pictures and within days, hundreds of replies flooded her mailbox. It took her a week to go through all the candidates, and she discussed each application with Steve, to inform him how each mail would include a detailed explanation of their intentions with the panties. Melissa couldn't help herself as she encouraged them to get dirtier with their descriptions, which most of them did. Reading their even dirtier responses out loud to Steve was an amazing experience. Often she would get wet at the thought, which Steve could not ignore as he was being soaked. But sometimes, she would acquire a cum-filled condom beforehand and empty it inside her panties as she read the perverted fantasies and touched herself to it. Steve ended up drenched in a mixture of pussy juice and cum more than once that month... Though, at the end of the month, Melissa decided that she had her fun and that was ready to choose her lucky winner.

Melissa ended up picking Ella, a 'femboy'. He was interested in the panties and seemed to be the type who would wear them often, soak them often, but still handle them with care to ensure they would last a lifetime. He was the perfect new owner. So, Melissa washed Steve properly one last time, wore him one night as agreed on, and then shipped him off to his new owner, Ella. Melissa even made a deal with Ella that for the first month, every time Ella sent her a video of her soaking his new panties, Melissa would send him some money as a reward. Ella more than appreciated that offer. It ended up costing Melissa a fair bit of money, but in her eyes, it was well worth it. The thought of Steve not only being drenched in cum, but also smelling and tasting male genitalia seemed like a perfect way to finally say goodbye to Steve.