When Carl returned home, he sat down to watch some TV and placed the phone on the table next to him. After a few minutes of watching television, Carl was surprised to hear the phone he had bought begin to ring. This was very surprising to Carl since the phone was not hooked up to any phone line. Out of curiousity, Carl reached over and pick up the phone.
"Hello?" said Carl not sure if anyone would answer.
What responded was the sexy breathy voice of a woman.
"Be sure to dress sexy while you're talking on the phone, you busty bimbo you." said the voice.
Carl became frozen as the voice finished talking. He could feel his body begin to move around, becoming smaller and bigger in different areas. He could feel his waist constricting and his hips becoming wider. His hands and arms became thinner as did his feet and legs, although his thighs plumped a bit as his ass became rounder. There was a funny feeling in his crotch now and the skin around his nipples started to tingle. His face twitched as his head shrank to look right on his shorter body. His eyes became bigger, his eyelashes longer, his eyebrows thinner, his nose smaller, and his lips plumper. His hair grew a darker brunette color and extended to the middle of his back and into the cleavage of his now fully grown large breasts. Now his clothing was changing. Gone were his t-shirt, jeans, socks, shoes, and boxers. Carl's new body now wore a piece of black lingerie that covered each of his breasts and went over his shoulders revealing great amount of cleavage. A big leopard print belt was around his waist and a brown satin skirt that ended above his knees, under the skirt were black panties. His shoes had been replaced by black four inch high heels. Still holding the phone up to his ear, the transformed Carl stared at the ceiling with a blank face. It seemed even his home was going through some changes...
The new woman blinked her eyes a few times upon hearing another voice through the phone. A male voice.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" said the voice.
The voice belonged to a man named Greg Glover, a lonely man who had randomly come across a number on a piece of paper that somehow got in his pocket with an old receipt. He saw that the number was for a phone sex line. Greg wasn't the type of guy to usual call such a number, but he hadn't been with a woman for a long time and he was desperate. He was willing to pay the ten dollars an hour
On the other end of the phone, the new woman had a smile spread across her face. Carl Meldon was no more, now there was only Candy Melons. The busty bimbo spoke into the phone in a breathy sensual voice.
"Hi, you've, like, called the Hardcore Phone Sex Line. My name is Candy. Heehee!" she said.
"Hello, Candy. My name is Greg."
"Oooh, you sound sexy."
"I think you sound sexier."
"Oh, you're making my nipples hard."
"What are you wearing, Candy?"
"Black lingerie on top and a short skirt with a leopard print belt. I'm showing sooo much cleavage."
"How big are your tits, Candy?"
"I'm a natural 34DDD."
"Oh yeah? That sounds good for a titty fuck." he said, starting to grab his dick.
"Oooh, I like the sound of that. How big are you? Heehee!"
"A good six and a half inches."
"Ohhh yeah! How long will you titty fuck me?" she said, starting to touch her pussy.
"Until I unload all over you!"
"Oh yes!"
"You're not going to let me stay soft are you?"
"Oh god no!"
"What are you goin to do next?"
"Start, like, giving you a blowjob!"
"If you don't swallow it all you'll get a good spanking."
"But I want both."
"Oh you will."
"Oh, you're making me sooo totally wet, Greg!"
"I'll give it to you hard while I squeeze your big fucking tits!" he said, rubbing himself more.
"Ohhh! Yes! Yes! I feel like I'm gonna cum!" she said, fingering herself harder and pushing her breasts together with her elbows.
After three hours both cried out in pleasure. Greg could hear Candy panting over the phone.
"I'm going to need wash these pants now. That was amazing, Candy"
"It was, like, no problem, sweety. Thank you for calling the Hardcore Phone Sex Line."
"No, thank you." he said, ready to hang up, before Candy stopped him.
"Oh! One more thing, Greg." she said, aware of what she had to do next.
"What?"
"Like, remember to totally dress sexy while you're talking on the phone, you slutty blonde bitch you. Heehee!"
Just like Carl, Greg became frozen and unable to move. He would eventually transform into Gina Glory, a sexy slutty blonde with an attitude deserving her to be called a bitch. After her transformation was done, another person would run across a piece of paper with a number on it. Eventually there would be more and more call girls. The phone Carl had bought used to belong to a woman who had owned a brothel that was shut down by a greedy male landowner. The woman had kept her business secret from her daughter, who never did find out about it. When the brothel closed down the woman lost all the ladies that she had employed and could never rebuild. She had decided to put a curse on her phone. If a man ever came into possession of her phone, a phone sex line would start and spread to other phones until forty-five men were transformed into sexy women ready to start up another brothel. The brothel would be whatever building the first victim was in.
What used to be Carl's home in the hills was now a new brothel containing its first whore Candy Melons. The rest of the whores would eventually find their to their new home.
"Oh, I can't, like, wait for of the rest of the girls to get here!"
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