From Kitty to Rabbit: Story Version

Kitty was new to the Pi Beta Phi sorority, and was loving it so far. Living in a home with her newly discovered friends made the transition to college life so much easier. She even had her own room, which almost no freshmen ever get.

The house was far enough off campus that there were plenty of parties, complete with booze, of course, and no shortage of cute boys. Even though Kitty wasn’t exactly outgoing in high school, the parties at the sorority house gave her a perfect outlet to flirt with the fraternity brothers, maybe finally ending her life-long cold streak in the dating department.

Something she was shocked to see was the Magic Brush that always seems to make an appearance at every fraternity or sorority party. The brush had the ability to change the physical appearance and properties of any object, or person, that was painted with it. The holder needed simply to imagine what change they wanted and then swipe the brush over the target and viola.

It was legendary on campus, and the administration tried for years to chase it down and confiscate it, but they were never able to get their hands on it. The brush was always handed off at each party and then brought back to the next one. Only few people ever knew who had it, but it always seemed to make its way to the biggest party happening at any given time.

It sure was handy to have around, and was often used to help keep the party going. A normal dining table turned into a perfect beer pong table and then back at the end of the night. It was even used on some people, though the changes were always reverted before the end of the party. Kitty even watched a man be painted into being a woman, and then used a hitachi vibrating wand to bring himself to orgasm right in the middle of the room while everyone watched and cheered.

So overall, life was good and Kitty had an entirely new world to explore. Though there was one thing that worked hard to ruin it all: a sophomore Pi Beta Phi girl named Rachel.

Kitty had no idea why Rachel had it out for her, but it was clear that she really hated her. Almost from the first moment they met, Rachel had it out for Kitty. Maybe it was jealousy, or maybe Kitty said something to piss her off without realizing it, the only thing that was clear was Rachel’s hatred for the new freshman.

Since they both lived in the sorority house, they quickly came to an unspoken understanding where they would keep their distance. They wouldn’t speak to each other or even hang out in the same room. Any attempt to occupy the same space would inevitably lead to a huge argument.

This was especially challenging at parties. Neither of them could relax, they both had to be on guard to rotate out of whatever room the other happened to be in at the time. Though Kitty noticed that Rachel was getting more and more on edge and was quicker to anger when Kitty didn’t move on fast enough.

So when another party kicked off, Kitty was excited but also apprehensive, fearing what Rachel would do. Though not long into the festivities, she started to relax. As was tradition, the Magic Brush appeared. Kitty noticed a group of girls using it to change their hair style in the living room into ridiculous, over-the-top designs, each one trying to one-up the other.

Rachel didn’t even seem too on-edge, which surprised Kitty. She didn’t seem to be her usual bitchy self, and they were even able to be in the same room getting drinks at the same time without incident. Kitty didn’t know what happened, and she didn’t know if she should trust it, but she was hopeful that maybe their rivalry would finally fizzle out.

At one point, Kitty noticed that her phone was nearly dead, so she slipped away from the party to her room upstairs to plug it in. On her way back down, she was stopped by Rachel, who was seemingly waiting at the top of the stairs with her hands behind her back.

“Oh, hi Kat!” she greeted Kitty, using the nickname she hated. “I was hoping to put this rivalry of ours to rest. I don’t want to spend party after party stressing over having my mood ruined because of our back and forth.”

Kitty was shocked, but happy. Without Rachel’s ire, her life here really would be perfect. It took a moment before Kitty could formulate a response, but before she could, Rachel sprang into action.

The sophomore stepped forward quickly, bringing her arm out from behind her back, revealing that she was holding the Magic Brush! Kitty was caught off guard and froze. Rachel moved quickly, painting the brush up Kitty’s left side and down her right, the magic of the brush removing Kitty’s arms completely! Left behind was a pink rubber surface sticking out of her now-sleeveless blouse.

Without arms to fight back with, Kitty realized her best bet was to get the attention of the party-goers downstairs to come help her. She opened her mouth to shout over the sound of the loud music, but Rachel acted too quickly, swiping the brush across Kitty’s face, removing her mouth, leaving behind a streak of that same pink rubber.

Kitty backed away, the fear and panic on her face only seeming to encourage Rachel further. With another couple swipes, Kitty’s legs fused together as a solid pole of that weird pink rubber. After she fell to the ground hard, Rachel followed suit on her body, leaving only her head protruding from the mass of pink rubber.

Kitty stared up at her sorority sister, who moved into position over the rubber-girl’s body. With a smile of satisfaction, Rachel fused Kitty’s head with the rest of her body, leaving the poor girl as nothing more than a five-foot long pink rubber pole coming to a gentle point where her head used to be.

Surprisingly, Kitty could still see, could still hear, and could even feel the moving air around her and the carpeted floor beneath her. The magic of the brush seemed to change her outwardly while keeping her completely intact inside the new shape. Her eyes, ears, nose and mouth, while no longer even visible, appeared to still be in the same place as they were, though she couldn’t speak nor move her head.

Rachel looked toward the stairs quickly, as if making sure the coast was clear, then swiped the brush up and down Kitty’s body, reducing her in size every time until she was roughly ten inches long. The sophomore, now towering over her, leaned down and picked up Kitty with a smile and made her way down the hallway further into the second floor.

Kitty had a hard time seeing from her position at Rachel’s side, but she recognized that they had arrived at Amy’s room. Amy was a Junior, and was well known in the house for being very open about her sexuality, often talking about the benefits of regular masturbation, which typically made everyone else cringe.

Rachel knocked quietly on the door, pushing it open just slightly. Seeing that the room was empty, she rushed in and pushed the door closed behind her. Crossing quickly to Amy’s dresser, she placed Kitty on the top, among the scattered makeup and fake nails cluttering the surface. From there, Kitty watched helplessly as Rachel pulled open the top drawer and dug through it, quickly coming up with what must have been Amy’s sex toy.

The toy was around eleven inches long, had a cylindrical shape, and sported a knob on the bottom that controlled the vibration speed. On the business end, it came to a gentle tear-drop point. The surface was a pink rubber, very similar but distinct from the color that Kitty now was.

Rachel smiled at Kitty and placed the sex toy down on the dresser next to her. The toy was so close, that Kitty could smell the sex coming off it. Rachel picked the freshmen up off the dresser and brought the brush out again. Meticulously, working in tiny strokes, Rachel modified Kitty’s body until she was an exact match for the toy, only missing the dial at the bottom.

Kitty didn’t know what was happening, but was terrified of what this crazy bitch might be doing to her. Seemingly satisfied, Rachel flipped her over, holding her upside-down by the head. With a quick swipe of the brush, Rachel exposed Kitty’s naked vagina, so her lips appeared at the flat end of her tubular body.

Kitty screamed, feeling the air against her most sensitive region, her entire being flushing with humiliation. Rachel giggled and ran her finger along Kitty’s exposed nether region, sending a wave of unwanted pleasure through the transformed girl.

Luckily for Kitty, Rachel stopped there and didn’t touch her again. What she did instead was to put the brush down on the dresser and pick up the actual sex toy. Kitty strained to see what was happening beneath her, but couldn’t move her head to see. Though once the tip of the toy touched her lips, she realized what was happening.

Rachel pushed gently but firmly on the toy, allowing its bullet-shaped tip to work its way inside the freshman’s slit. Kitty screamed in her mind, the giant toy feeling like it was the size of a wine bottle against her poor sex. Though Rachel wasn’t stopping, she pushed harder, burying the toy inside the poor girl. Kitty felt it filling her vagina, but then continuing, like it was stretching her hole to fully encompass her entire body.

Despite the toy being the same size as her, there was no bulge in Kitty’s body, the brush apparently maintaining her altered appearance. Soon, the toy was buried all the way inside her, the dial being the only part visible. Picking up the brush again, Rachel brushed over the seam between girl and toy, effectively sealing them together and removing any visual indication of Kitty’s humanity. So what Rachel now held looked, and thanks to the exposed dial, functioned the exact same way as Amy’s oft-used sex toy.

Rachel turned the dial at the bottom all the way, turning the vibrating toy on to its maximum setting to test it. Kitty’s insides exploded. The vibration was so strong and the toy filled her so completely, that her entire world became sexually charged. She rocked incredibly fast toward orgasm, though in her state as a virgin, she didn’t even know what that meant or felt like.

Her body vibrated so hard and so fast the room became indistinct around her. Satisfied that the new toy worked as intended, Rachel turned it off right before Kitty was plunged over the edge, leaving her in a heightened state of arousal with no way to satisfy it.

“There we go,” Rachel said matter-of-factually. “Rivalry over. I can't really be angry at Amy's sex toy can I?”

Kitty was in shock. Was this bullshit rivalry really so bad that THIS is the solution? Trapping her for the foreseeable future as one of the sister’s sex toys?

“Well anyway, I should get back before anyone misses the Magic Brush,” Rachel dropped Kitty down into the still-open drawer beneath her, where she landed on the massed collection of Amy’s panties. Feeling and seeing the cloth of her sorority sister’s underwear on all sides of her sent a new sense of disgust through the transformed woman. Rachel smiled down at her, shifted some of the panties so Kitty was mostly covered by them.

“Bye bye now!” Rachel waved with her fingers as she pushed the drawer closed, leaving Kitty in complete darkness.

Kitty was freaking out. While her sight was limited, she knew what happened to her. Only the Magic Brush could get her out of this mess, and after this party, it was destined to move on. It could be months before it makes its way back into this house.

Kitty lay there in the dark for what felt like hours, time ticking by slowly as her mind raced.

Finally, the drawer squeaked open, revealing Amy’s face looming above her. From her expression, she was clearly drunk: Her eyes fought to close, but were held open only by her willpower, and her entire body swayed back and forth ever so slightly.

Kitty was startled by her sudden appearance and stared directly at her housemate, wondering what was going to happen next. Amy’s hand reached down toward her, pushed aside a pair of panties and grabbed a hold of Kitty’s body.

A feeling of lightheadedness came over Kitty as she anticipated what was going to happen. When the vibrator was turned on for that short moment, Kitty was nearly overwhelmed by pleasure, what would happen with a longer session?

Amy, still fully dressed in her slutty tank top and mini skirt, stumbled over to her bed, tossing Kitty onto the sheets. Luck would have it that Kitty landed on her back, so she could see her housemate. Above her, Amy stripped off her tank top, followed quickly by her strapless bra. Without pausing, Amy grabbed her skirt and panties at the same time and pulled them past her thighs and let them fall to the floor.

Kitty, without the ability to turn her head, watched it all, from the baring of her sorority sister’s impressive chest down to the landing strip shaved into her crotch. Kitty considered herself as straight as they come, so the sight of her naked sorority sister was an unwelcome display.

Amy took a handful of her hair in one hand while the other ran down her stomach and started toying with her folds. She heaved a heavy sigh and rolled her eyes back into her head.

Kitty wished desperately to look away, but her head was locked in position by the power of the Magic Brush. So for now, she was stuck staring straight at her sorority sister while she played.

Amy’s hand came away from herself and she walked over to the bed, looming higher and higher over Kitty, who stared at her in fear, knowing what was coming, but completely unable to prepare herself for what it would be like.

The giant sorority sister sat down on the blankets next to Kitty, causing her to roll toward the woman until her face buried itself into her thigh. The warm skin pressed into her body as Amy sank into the soft bed, pinning Kitty tightly against her leg. Though they weren’t in that position for long as Amy shifted so she was leaning up against the headboard.

Kitty was thrown around as the much larger woman moved around her, causing the bed to sink and misshape around her. When she finally stopped moving, Kitty found herself resting against Amy’s leg down by her shin. But then fingers closed around her and she found herself face-to-face with the older sister.

Amy’s fingers ran over her surface, the warm feeling sending shivers though Kitty’s body, as she could feel every bit of her touch. The giant fingers reached down toward her hips, where the knob for the toy inside her was. Kitty tried to brace herself for what was about to happen, but there was nothing she could do.

With a twist of her wrist, Amy turned the toy up to half power. Kitty screamed in her mind as the world around her became indistinct, the vibrations blurring her vision. The pleasure from the toy was intense, too intense. If she had been using such a toy on herself, she would’ve turned it down.

Amy smiled and sighed, anticipating the much-needed release of an orgasm after such a long day. Though that didn’t mean that she wasn’t going to take her time. She lowered the toy down toward herself, touching it to her clit only barely, shuddering as the pleasure washed over her.

Kitty felt the warm wetness of her sorority sister’s clit pressing into the side of her head. A wave of disgust ran through her, the thought of touching another woman in this way was disgusting beyond measure. The intense pleasure of the toy vibrating inside of her distracted her quickly as she neared what she assumed would be a strong orgasm.

As Kitty was almost cumming already, Amy was only getting started. Moving the toy up and down her lips, she savored the subtle pleasure from the low setting, allowing her arousal to build slowly. Even in her drunken state, or maybe because of it, she wanted to make this session last.

The smell of sweat and sex assaulted Kitty’s senses as both built up so close to her. As Amy moved her around, her face came in contact with the inner fold of Amy’s slit, allowing her to taste her moisture. Though the feeling of disgust that gripped her was washed away as the inevitable climax hit her. It was far more intense than what she expected, the waves of almost tortuous pleasure washing over her with unstoppable force.

Her orgasm subsided, leaving her body an aching mess. But the toy kept up its onslaught. Everything became more intense, the pleasure somehow stronger and overwhelmed her senses completely. It became harder for her to perceive what was happening to her.

Amy was completely unaware of what was happening with her toy. She continued to rub it into herself, though her pressure increased a bit, her eyes closing, her hips rocking, and her free hand going to her chest, squeezing her tit and teasing her nipple. After a moment of this, she reached down and turned the toy up to three quarters power.

Amy moaned at the extra vibration, and Kitty screamed silently. The increase in power was too much for her abused snatch and she immediately fell into another orgasm, this one longer and harder than the first. By the time it concluded, Kitty was begging for it to end. And again, the toy continued, her body somehow even more sore and over-stimulated.

So distracted was she that Kitty didn’t even notice when Amy started to slip her head inside of her pussy. It was only when Kitty’s vision started to go dark that she realized what was happening. Again she screamed as she plunged into her sorority sister. The smell and taste became overwhelming, dominating her entire world until it became hard to imagine anything else.

And then Amy turned up the toy to full power. And again Kitty was struck with a more powerful climax than her last. And again, the pleasure that continued afterward was hyper-stimulating and painful. Though this time, be it from the higher setting or the continued over-stimulation, Kitty immediately launched into another orgasm.

By now, Kitty was buried into Amy almost all the way down, with only an inch or two of her body protruding from the other sorority sister’s dripping vagina. Amy was furiously fucking herself with the toy, her other hand nearly scratching the skin off her chest in the heat of her play.

Buried inside Amy, Kitty was surrounded on all sides by warm, wet flesh, pressing in on her with a strength that felt like it would crush her. But then it seemed to get worse as Amy clamped down on her in pulses as she moaned her way through a strong orgasm, delayed by and then fueled by, the alcohol in her system.

Kitty finally slipped free of the other woman, who was now slumped back against the headboard breathing like she hadn’t taken a breath in hours. The hand holding her fell down to her side, the fingers losing their grip.

Even through the haze of the vibrations and the repeated climaxes, Kitty knew what happened: Amy had her own happy ending. But in the afterglow of her play session, she hadn’t turned off the toy! Kitty’s body betrayed her as once again she hit that peak, though at this point there was no pleasure left. The sensation that ripped through her was all pain, and left her even more sore and exhausted, like she had just ran a marathon and lost a boxing match all at the same time.

Finally, Amy weakly reached over and turned it off, the vibrations dying in an instant, leaving Kitty nearly sobbing to herself with happiness. Though now the smell and taste of her sorority sister’s juices was all that much more prevalent. She was still coated in her sweat and arousal, and she could tell. Disgust overwhelmed her, both at what happened to her and what she smelled like.

Kitty cursed Rachel for doing this to her, the shock of it now wearing off. Already starting to plan what she might do to Rachel, Kitty stopped. The realization that she might not be freed from this position for a long time, if ever, hit her like a truck. Amy just finished using her and even she didn’t realize that she was anything other than a toy.

She just had to hope that despite all of that, someone would eventually realize what Rachel had done and track down the Magic Brush to fix her…