Identity Theft (Trait transfer)

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Identity Theft (Trait transfer)

Postby jsmt » Mon Apr 19, 2021 10:38 am

I recently noticed that I hadn't reposted this old story of mine, so here it is.


Identity theft


“Sorry Ms. Summers, last week we were pretty sure this was a clear case of identity theft, but we are not so sure anymore. If you are being a victim of fraud it is a very smart one. Last month you claimed that four charges on your credit card were bogus and this month you came with the same story about six charges on your debit card. The problem is that the purchases are not so out of your consumption habits, they are from the same stores that you frequent and they are of your size, and may I say of your exquisite taste in clothes, the only thing special is that the purchases were made online but they were sent to your home address. Maybe you forgot you purchased them. It happens sometimes to young people.”

Kathleen Summers was blushing with anger.

“Hey you Moron, I am not a young little girl. I am 25, and I don’t make more than $100,000 a year by being a forgetful silly girl, so don’t patronize me and do your job. I want this fixed immediately.”

The clerk looked scared. She was older than Kathleen but she had just finished her training and it was hard to sustain her gaze to that powerful woman who had the strongest will that Susan had ever seen, not to mention the worst temper. Still, Susan breathed deeply and applied what the trainers had taught her as well as the strategy that she had rehearsed in her head a million times before this meeting.

“Ms. Summers. I am afraid I can’t do that at this moment. If you have any evidence that this an identity theft case, please let me know and we will proceed immediately. As a friend, let me warn you that the bank is already investigating you because this kind of claim fires up alarms of fraud… on your part. We may cease the investigation if you stop making new claims and drop the current ones, otherwise…”

“Listen, you idiot. You won’t intimidate me. I know my rights and if you don’t fix this I will sue you and I will ensure that your threat is known to the Bank buro. You stupid little clerk, you surely don’t know who are you talking to.”

Susan felt intimidated, she didn’t felt confident about her training, she thought for a minute to pass this difficult client to her manager, but she knew it will cost her points and she really needed this job. She had to use all her willpower to hide her fear and reply, “Ms. Summers, please stop insulting me and control yourself, or I would have to call security. We don’t detect fraud here, but I am not telling you I don’t believe you, maybe someone close to you had had access to your cards and knew the answer to the secret question that you had set up in the bank. It is maybe a prank from someone that knows your tastes and the stores that you like. If you have a suspect let me know and we can prosecute him or her or you may make him pay as you wish,” she said the last phrase with a wink.

That seemed to calm down Kathleen. She had now a task to pursue and she was a very diligent, goal-oriented girl. She even apologized to Susan, not because she was really repented but because she knew that she could use the girl’s help in the future and she was always very pragmatic.

She went home and started to make a list of people that could have access to her purse in the last couple of months. She thought of people at the office and the clerks of the tennis club, perhaps some waiter had access to her credit card and on another occasion to her debit card. However, none of them could have known about her secret question. An old boyfriend of hers, Mark, was the only one who could have figured out the answer to her question “Who is the most stupid sorcerer in the world?,” the answer was of course “Mark.”

Mark and Kathleen had been a couple back in their early college days. Mark was a geek, he was not too attractive and didn’t have much money either but he was fun and had a lot of imagination which sparked their sex life. They had met at a custom party and since then he kept calling himself The Sorcerer. At first, it was funny, and Kathleen thought it was cute that he called himself after the custom that he wore the day they meet, but when he dropped college to go in search of some magic device or another she broke with him disappointed, realizing that it wasn’t a game for him, he simply looked like he never really grew up.

He had begged her to stay, saying that when he got to find one device she would be very pleased, but she ended mocking him a lot. She felt so stupid of having dated him for so long that she discharged her rage first insulting him and later defaming him saying to everybody she knew that Mark was a weirdo. Even when she never entered into specifics, her vague affirmations were all that was needed; people did the rest by speculating and inventing rumors and stories. His bad fame grew so much that he soon had to move to another city just to have a little peace and the chance to get a job.

She bumped into him just six months ago, their cars were parked side by side and they arrived at the parking lot just about the same time. It had been years since she had seen him for the last time, in the meantime, she had finished college and an MBA and had landed a very good job. She was now dating no other than Sean McGregor, owner of McGregor’s corporation, one of the smartest people that she had ever met and a true gentleman, they seemed to get along pretty well and to fit perfectly as a couple, so it was just a matter of time for their relationship to advance further. Mark on the other side seemed to be stuck, he was driving the same car as when they dated in college. It was already old in those days so by now it looked like a yellow piece of junk.

He greeted her with excitement.

“Hi, Kathleen, nice to see you!”

She was surprised by his warm greeting and it sounded really sincere. She thought, “Well, I bet he never dated someone in my league again and maybe he still has some hopes,” On the other side his smile and the memories of the crazy sex they had stirred Kathleen a bit, “Maybe I can get some sex with him, just for the memories, it is not that I am interested or anything,” she thought while replying

“Fine, thanks. how are you doing?,” she should stop there but she couldn’t restrain from rubbing her superiority in Mark’s nose, “I see that you haven’t progressed that much,” she said while looking at his car. “Are you still looking for magic things?,” she said with a smirk.

Mark seemed oblivious to the sarcastic intention of the question. “Yes, as a matter of fact, I finally found the Pyramids of transfer; the pair is on sale in an antique store in this town. Of course, they don’t know what it is, but the set is old, made of dark wood and although the pyramids are hollow they don’t show any junctures so they valuated the ensemble at 16,000 USD, a real bargain if you ask me.”

Kathleen rolled her eyes, “He is still the same old weirdo, I think he doesn’t deserve even a quick one for the memories. I should better stay away from him, he seems even crazier than before,” she thought while he continued talking.

“I already have $10,000, could I borrow the rest from you, Kathleen? I will return the money to you as soon as I have the device in my hands, and I will also use the magic in your favor. I promise you will love it. This thing is really powerful.”

Kathleen had had enough.

“Listen, weirdo, I am not lending money to you, not even in a million years. It would be like tossing the money in the trashcan. You are fun but you don’t worth that kind of money,” she was high on her power, “If you are too desperate for money, I could pay you $50 to see you jerk off and drop the semen over your car seat, but that is all.”

He finally seemed to return down to earth and looked hurt. He was starting to say something when she continued,

“Don’t worry if you wanted to score with me, I bet that with half the $50 you may afford a cheap whore that would still be too classy for you.”

He handed him a $50 bill and then laughed her ass off as she walked away feeling she had been sharp and clever with her devastating jokes.

Kathleen reviewed her memories in her head several times but could not get how he obtained her card numbers and address, nor her purchasing habits. He must have been stalking her. She shivered and thought about calling the police but she thought that a restricting order or something won’t help, and could jeopardize her raising position in her company with citations to the court and other nuisances. She resolved to handle the problem herself, after all, in her eyes Mark had always been a wimp, she decided to find him and confront him.

She used her computer skills and hacked the transit department computer and looked for infractions made by a 10 years old yellow ford fiesta, and bingo she obtained his address.

The next afternoon she arrived at his apartment. She knocked on the door several times without response and then she tried the knob and found it unlocked. She marched inside and could see that there were people in the bedroom which door was partially open. She peeked through the crack and even opened the door a little bit more to have a better view. There was Mark making love, no, not making love, he was fucking a platinum blond girl. The girl was in her late twenties; She had a very nice body and a beautiful, even classy face; in another context, you may say that she had a model face but given her badly tinted hair and her lewd movements all that Kathleen could think was that she looked cheap. Mark was making her do the most degrading things and she seemed pretty happy with it. “What a slut,” Kathleen thought, “If Mark used the $50 I gave him this whore must have returned him at least $40.”

Then all of a sudden Mark talked, “Come on inside Katy, we have been waiting for you.”

Kathleen was startled, for how long he had noted her presence, “I hope he didn’t see my hand on my pussy,” she thought and composed herself to walk inside. Mark stepped out of the bed, put on a robe, and sat on an armchair. The whore kneeled naked by his side. She was smiling and looked very happy.

“Hi Katy, let me introduce you Kimmie or Kimberly if you like.”

“I think Kimmie is more than she deserves, but well, nice to meet you Kimmie slut.”

“There is no need to be rude with my girlfriend,” said Mark, provoking a shinny smile from Kimmie.

But Kathleen continued, “so that is how you call now a $5 whore. Well, it is your business anyway,” she said the phrase emphasizing the word “business,” “I came here to make you stop harassing me. If you make another charge to my credit or debit card I will use all my contacts and influence to ensure that you’ll end up homeless and could not even dream to get even the pathetic life that you have now.”

She was sure that would scare him. In her eyes, he had been a wimp since she left him, but he seemed calm, even amused. She wanted to hit him, to insult him, and then go out of there to call the police but she felt suddenly dizzy.

She awoke to find herself sat in a chair in the middle of the living room, her hands were tied to the armrests and her legs to the chair legs. She tried to stand up but the chair was extremely heavy or maybe she was still dizzy. She was naked and gagged. She was very frightened and was regretting her poor decision.

“It wasn’t a good idea to confront the weirdo all by myself, maybe he is a psycho. I am in great danger,” she thought with apprehension and started to hyperventilate in panic. But she was always a very focused girl, she knew she had to control herself to have any chance. She noticed a big paper with easy questions of general culture; she thought “maybe he is trying to educate the whore at least a bit,” she used the questions to distract herself from her predicament and calm down. She knew every answer; they were maybe of high school level.

Mark and the whore returned to the living room. This time they were completely dressed, the whore was wearing Kathleen's clothes which infuriated Kathleen even more. “She still looks like a slut, just look how she walks,” she thought. She felt a little more at ease; she had successfully replaced her fear with anger.

She noticed that scattered on the floor were pictures of people she knew, like a couple of perverts from her last job, and a few more people that she didn’t know or didn’t remember. She saw also a wood pyramid of about 6” high and remembering Mark’s conversation she looked for the pair just to notice that the other one was between her legs, very near to her pussy. Her pyramid had an embedded silver coin and the other a golden one, on the floor was also a silver dial with three positions labeled with dark gothic letters but still readable and in English: “gives,” “takes” and “swap.”

She was thinking “Now Mark really lost it; he expended all his money in this piece of trash and now he wants to do some voodoo on me or something to see if he can get some money back from that bunch of garbage. That explains the fraud. Maybe I can talk him or her to let me go and forget about this.”

Unfortunately with the gag, she could not express her idea.

Mark started talking.

“This device allows me to transfer a trait, any trait from a person to another.”

Kathleen rolled her eyes. A clear “fuck you” could be heard even thru the gag.

“Don’t worry, this will work even if you don’t believe it. See Kimmie here, the person that you had been insulting; she is a really nice person; she is not superstitious but believed in me and helped me purchase this device and she deserves a better life than the tough one that she had been living until now. You on the contrary have received a lot more from life than you deserve.”

He retired the gag from Kathleen’s mouth only to hear a stride of insults and threats for him and for Kimmie.

Mark continued calm and said, “We are about to change that and make some justice, and I must say, we’ll have a lot of fun in the process. Don’t worry we are not going to touch you unless you ask for that. I will only use on you the magic that you don’t believe in.”

Kathleen calmed down a bit, “OK weirdo, let's get over with it; do your spell or whatever and then you let me go.”

“Deal,” he said, “Let’s start. Kimmie here dropped at high school, I think you should give her all your education from high school to your MBA and your work experience.”

Kathleen rolled her eyes once again then Mark turned the dial to “give” and Kimmie shyly touched the other pyramid. There was no spark, no glowing, no explosion, no weird feelings, nothing at all.

Kathleen almost laughed but controlled herself, after all, she was still tied. She looked for signs of disappointment in Mark’s face but found nothing but excitement in his expression. “The weirdo still believes his own bullshit,” she thought.

Mark said, “Why don’t you tell us what you do at work Kathleen.”

“Well I work for a firm that makes mergers and acquisitions, I am the analysis director, I manage the due diligence and make the valuations using…,” suddenly she didn’t remember what was a valuation or why she did it much less how to make it, she started to babble something when Kimmie continued “ yes you use NPV of the expected revenue and you also do a clever audit to see that the books of the target company really matches the reality and are not altered in anyway…”

Kathleen interrupted her, all that sounded completely alien to her, “no that is not what I do, I… I type stuff in a computer, I meet with people, very important people and …”

Mark continued, “and what do you talk about with them?”

Kathleen felt very nervous, she started fidgeting in her chair. She looked at the high school questions to calm herself down again but noticed that she didn’t know any answer now.

“I don’t know…. You drugged me or something, didn’t you? ”

“You still don’t believe it, well let’s see if this changes your mind.” He took one of the photos that were scattered on the floor. It was Sandy, she was a nymphomaniac from high school, of course, she wasn’t called that way in school; back in those days, she was simply in words of Kathleen, “the worse slut of the county,” she probably had sex with half the boys in their class and she never seemed to get enough.

“You are a healthy girl, and you surely enjoy sex more than the average young woman, but you are always in control, let’s see how you handle it if above your sexual cravings you have the ones of Sandy.” he put the pyramid above Sandy’s picture and turned the dial to “receive.” And said, “I wish that Sandy gives you all her horniness and her sexual desires to you.”

A thousand miles away, Sandy was fucking herself in some guy’s cock when she suddenly lost interest. She no longer felt attraction or desire. She felt relieved, after all those years controlled by her lust, she was finally free to steer her life to where she wanted.

In the room. Kathleen was getting hornier by the minute, she could not take her eyes from Mark’s crotch, she wanted to beg him to fuck her but she resisted the urge even when she was way more of a nymphomaniac than Sandy had been.

“OK, you are resisting, you have a strong will, but that is exactly what Ralph needs. You remember Ralph, he could not control himself; he looked at so much porn in the job that he got fired, he is an addicted pervert, he could use a boost in his will power.”

Kathleen didn’t pay too much attention, she was using all of her mind and will to resist her urges. When Mark completed the spell she started begging humiliatingly to be fucked, she had no willpower at all, even less than Ralph had had. Meanwhile, in California, Ralph was erasing all his porno files and started working on a project that he had been delaying for weeks, in just a couple of years he would be very rich by combining his intelligence with his now exceptionally strong willpower.

“Please Mark, I am sorry, fuck me! Now! I’ll do anything.”

“Yes, I will untie you, but first let me transfer one more trait to you. Remember Dexter?” Of course, she did. He was a pervert always looking to get laid, a real womanizer, he was always fucking one girl or another and always trying for everyone with a pussy. “OK I will transfer you all his libido and his desire for women.”

“NO!,” she screamed but it was already too late. Now her eyes darted from Mark to Kimmie and back. With absolutely, no willpower and the combined libidos of Dexter, Sandy, and herself she could not resist begging Kimmie as well as Mark. It was very humiliating but she could not stop herself, just thinking of Kimmie’s pussy made her mouth water, and her pussy drip like a faucet.

Mark untied her and led her to the table, he presented her with a bunch of papers. Sign them and I will fuck you.

She took the papers, first was a resignation letter where she apologized profusely for leaving in such a hurry but stating that she needed to leave the country to attend a personal matter, she also recommended that they evaluate Kimberly Smith, an old classmate of hers, for the position as she knew she was fully qualified. She knew that she couldn’t do that job anymore but the thought of paving the way so that whore could take her place was hateful and humiliating. The second paper was a debt recognition that stated that she owed a million dollars to Mark and Kimberly and then another paper to give her House and Car as a payment. There were also a couple of bank checks, one to pay for her credit card, and another for the full balance of her account in the name of Mark. And finally was a paper soliciting that her name officially changed to Pet Summers”

“No way!,” Said Kathleen, She was extremely horny but could not even think about compromising by signing just one of the papers.

But then Mark took his cock out of his pants, and she started to hesitate and when he let her smell it she could not resist anymore and tried to grab it but he said “No, no. You have to sign first,” I have a friend who will notarize it.

Blushing with shame, but without any will to resist, she signed every single paper even the shameful name change. Then Mark let her suck his cock. She did it eagerly, anxiously, passionately while furiously rubbing her clit. Kathleen came first and after a few seconds, Mark smiled satisfied and then pulled out and came on her face.

She fell to the floor regretting her behavior and tried to reach the papers to destroy them but Mark put them away from her reach. She started demanding, threatening, and then begging to let her destroy the papers and change her back. They simply smiled and waited for 15 o 20 minutes then Kimberly walked to the center of the living room. She was still wearing Kathleen’s business outfit. Mark put some slow music and Kimberly started a slow sensual striptease. Kathleen begging and insults started to slow down. She could not avoid being distracted by the spectacle in front of her eyes. Finally, she kept quiet, and when Kimmy threw away her bra remaining only in her panties and shoes, Kathleen ran to her, she wanted to pull down Kimmie’s panties with her teeth and then lick her pussy like no tomorrow. But Mark stopped her.

“Stop. Answer me. What’s your name?”

Kathleen was puzzled, “Kathleen.”

Mark put a handcuff around one of Kathleen’s hands and said, “Wrong answer,” then he motioned to close the other cuff around the heavy chair armrest and said “One more chance. What’s your name?”

Kathleen knew what they wanted and said “My name is Pet,” she was blushing with shame.

“Ok pet, tell us what you want.”

“I want to pull down Kimmie’s panties with my teeth and lick her delicious pussy until she comes,” she said with desperation.

“Well, that sounds very hot, but you first have to earn that right, don’t you.”

Kathleen nodded confused.

“OK, first help me, Please put these papers in the vault over there and close it. They are very important papers you know and I don’t want anything wrong to happen to them. So be very careful, if the papers get the slightest crease or are in no perfect shape, there will be no Kimmie’s pussy for you.”

Kathleen received her recently signed papers. She hesitated for a moment, this was her chance to destroy them, to tear them apart, but a new swing of Kimmie’s hips was all it took. She carefully carried the papers to the vault, put them inside, and with a depth breath, she closed the vault and rotated the combination dial.

Kathleen blushed with shame for her actions and turned to see Kimmie, she licked her lips in anticipation but Mark moved fast and closed the other handcuff around the heavy chair. Kathleen was surprised and disappointed

“But you said…”

“I said that you have to earn it, putting those papers in the vault is hardly any work. No, to earn Kimmie’s pussy you have to concede her 5 wishes, you have to give her what she asks from you. Do you agree?”

Kathleen was mesmerized by Kimmie’s dance that was performing just out of her reach. She nodded without turning to see Mark.

“OK, here is the deal: Kimmie is going to ask you things and if you agree you will touch the pyramid with your hand, otherwise you won’t give her that but you won’t get her pussy either.”

Kimberly said her first wish, “You know I am a B cup, and I always wanted to be bigger but didn’t like the fake look of my co-workers. And Mark, you know he is a tit man, that is probably why he liked you. Well, I want to be a D, you are a C, let’s do the math, how about 80% of your tit’s volume.”

Kathleen blushed with anger and desperation, she really wanted to lick that pussy, but this was too much, she protested but she could not avoid blurting out her real concerns, “But with small tits, I will be less attractive and I need men… and women to like me.”

“Oh, don’t worry, there are tastes for everything, for example, small tits are perfect for those perverts that like to spank grown women as if they were little girls, and let me tell you that your bubble ass would be a real treat for them.”

Kathleen didn’t like how it sounded, she didn’t like to be spanked, well just a little, she then surprised herself by asking, “but they fuck you after they spank you?”

“Most of the times. And you can attract other men, you will only need to work harder for them and be less picky.” She then grabbed her own tits in front of her and said with a pout, “Don’t you like to see this pair bigger?”

Kathleen could not avoid picturing Kimmie with bigger tits. She would be perfect, even more desirable than she was now. She could not resist anymore; she agreed and touched the pyramid.

She saw with pleasure how Kimmie’s tits started to grow until they stopped at maybe a little bit more than a D, they were amazing, firm enough to be perfectly shaped without a bra but bouncy enough to show they were completely natural. Kathleen contemplated her in awe and desire until Kimmie pointed her finger at Kathleen’s chest.

When Kathleen looked down, she felt sadness, shame, and humiliation. They were just a couple of mounds, with luck they would almost fill an A cup bra. She hadn’t been that small since she was 12. She was about to cry when Kimmie pulled her out of her self-pity by saying, you can’t lick me yet but you may take off my panties with your teeth.

Her sadness was overwhelmed by her lust and she complied.

Then Kimmie continued, “That was fun. Well, for my second wish: A few years ago I made electrolysis to my pubic hair because it only made it harder to maintain the perfect hygiene that I needed in my job, It had started to grow back but is too spare and now I am repented because it reminds me of my past. I know that many good girls shave bare but few make that definitive. So my second wish is to have all of your pubic hair.”

Kathleen didn’t like the idea of being bare forever but it was stupid to resist now that she already had given her precious tits. She nodded and touched the pyramid. Kimmie begun to grow blond pubic hair, it had just the same trim as Katy’s had had. Katy on the other side was getting completely bald down there, in a few seconds her pussy had a smoothness that no adult woman could match and It would never grow back, not the finest stubble. Now her wet and swollen labia was completely on display.

“Hey, the spanking perverts are going to love you!” said Kimberly amused.

Kathleen was ashamed but still, she liked the look in a somehow twisted way, maybe the idea of the spankings was not so shocking after all.

“OK, my third wish is to exchange hairs, including health and haircuts.”

“No. That’s too much,” said Kathleen trying to draw a line. Mark was amazed; sometimes is incredible the attachment that some women have to their hairs; in Kathleen’s case it was probably justified, it was a beautiful blond hair that went 4” below her shoulders with an expensive, classy haircut and lots of body. She could be a model for hair care products. Kimmie on the other side had brown hair that was now tinted as a light blond. She kept it short to facilitate her hygiene and was duller and thinner due to the constant treatments and washing. It was not ugly hair but it was… well …. Plain.

But it took just a little bit of teasing by the naked Kimberly for Kathleen to agree.

Kimberly was ecstatic, she was a new woman now, she had wealth and academic education, she even had work experience and now she had a beautiful natural body, there was only a couple of things that were still missing:

“Pet, I need all your college memories, if I have the knowledge is only fair that I have the memories too, you know the campus mental map, names of teachers and students and the gossips of those times. Don’t worry I will let you conserve your memories of your relationship with Mark and you will be able to remember all your efforts, your sleepless nights, and the sacrifices that you made to study.”

Kathleen was still too shocked she was combing her new hair with her hand, it felt very thin and crispy, on the other hand, Kimberly looked stunning, her new hair framed her model face and made her look really beautiful and classy. Kathleen didn’t pay too much attention to Kimberly’s new wish, she vaguely registered it but what was the importance of those memories now that she didn’t have the knowledge? So she softly nodded.

Kimberly’s mind filled with new memories, she now was pretty able to pose as a Harvard graduate, she knew all the little details of the institution at the time that Kathleen studied. Kathleen felt the loss more than she thought at first, she didn’t remember where she studied or what major she pursued but beyond that, she perceived the loss of all the non-academic things that she learned during college, all the maturity that she gained on those years and little things like the confidence to talk in public and her network of acquaintances. Her thoughts were interrupted by Kimmie’s voice.

“Pet, Finally I need all your social education, you know manners, the elegant way that you walk and move, the conversation and behavior non-written rules, all about the good bred that you have.”

Kathleen knew she had no way out, after all, she had given a lot already but still, it was just too much. She proposed a compromise:

“Can it be an exchange instead?” the thought of behaving like that low-class whore was scaring but she was afraid that what Kimmie wanted was even worse.

Kimberly considered the idea for a moment and when Mark was about to intervene she said “No. It is like I said or nothing.” Mark smiled at her with satisfaction and Kimberly winked with a grin of self proud.

Kathleen was silent but as Kimberly started to rub her own clit, she could no longer resist.

“Fuck Ralph and Dexter, the bastards,” she thought and said loudly with exasperation “OK, OK, I’ll do it.”

After the transfer, she was finally allowed to lick Kimberly’s pussy. Kathleen looked up at Kimberley and knew that even when both were naked, Kimberly looked stunningly classy while she looked cheap, even cheaper than Kimmie had looked a few hours ago. The difference was physical, the trimmed pussy, the beautiful hair, the very nice pair of tits but Kathleen knew it went beyond that. Kimmie’s movements were smooth and sophisticated while her moves were almost animalistic. She was all hands and tongue and Kimmie had the time of her life. It was not only the sex but the power rush, and she had to admit that the sex was exceptional too, the unrestrained passion of Kathleen certainly was something she wasn’t used to. She prolonged her climax, she had a lot of self-control, after all, it was a must in her old job, so she managed to last for a long time, as a matter of fact, Kathleen came three times before Kimberly exploded in an earth-shattering orgasm.

Kathleen collapsed exhausted and fell asleep. An hour later, a refreshed Kimberly waked her up. Kimberly had taken a shower and was dressed again in Kathleen’s clothes.

“Pet, you may have dinner with us and after that, I maybe lend you some clothes so you have something to wear when you go.”

Kathleen was too tired to discuss so she went to the dining room. There were already three plates served with some rice, salad, and a small steak. The TV was on, and Kimberly felt for the first time that it was no very educated to watch TV while having diner, but said nothing. Kimberly and Mark started eating while conversing about the evening. They were amused that Kathleen didn’t even ask for a shower or a lavatory even when she had a crust of semen on her cheek and the rest of her face smelled of Kimberly’s juices.

Maybe the new lack of manners went deeper than they thought. During the dinner, Kathleen was nervous, she tried to imitate their movements with the fork and knife but despite her efforts. she was handling them with her fist like a barbarian and she was being painfully slow. The couple finished before and left Kathleen at the table, who was just in the middle of her meal. They went to the living room and she started to engross herself in the tv, as she did that she unconsciously started eating the rice and steak with her hands and chewing with her open mouth, meat juice dripping to her chin, and rice sticking all along her chest and breast. Mark and Kimberly saw the formerly prim and proper girl and smiled.

When she finished her meal, Kimberly laid out one of her old whore outfits on the living room table and Mark said “OK, pet, it is time for you to go, you may use these clothes if you want.”

Instead of dressing, Kathleen fell to her knees, “No. Please, Mark, I can’t face the world as I am now, please take care of me, I already gave you all that you wanted, please I’ll do anything.”

She was really afraid, after all, she had absolutely no possessions, only junior high education and the modals of a feral girl. She was also a horny bisexual slut with absolutely no self-control. What hopes could she have?

“OK, if you agree to remain permanently naked and give away three more traits, I will take care of you and I will see that you have all the sex that you need without danger. Don’t worry these three things make no much difference.”

“OK.,” she said defeated and looking at the floor.

“First you will give the homeless lady in this photo all of your remaining education. I’ll see that with her elementary and Junior High knowledge she gets a maid job. And don’t worry you won’t need to read or even basic arithmetic for your new occupation.”

“I need math for any occupation,” she replied trying to bargain

“Maybe, but I found it so amusing to have the former business expert completely ignorant about how to handle even the lowest amount of money, after this, you could not be trusted to buy a bubble gum because you could be easily be fooled.”

After Mark did the spell she didn’t feel anything, but she knew that she was doomed forever. She turned to see the sheet that had High school questions and she confirmed that it was all gibberish to her.

Mark continued, “This second one is mostly for fun, but it won’t go wasted. I know you were a girl scout, I want you to transfer something to my nephew Charlie, he is a boy scout and he could use all your knowledge about knots from the simpler ones to the most complex and your ability to understand and learn to tie and untie even the simpler ones.”

Kathleen nodded, she expected something so much worse. While she sat on the floor listening to the last petition from Mark, Kimberly was gently tying a rope around Kathleen’s ankle who barely paid attention. Kimberly tied the other extreme to a chair.

Mark continued, “Remember Rebeca from high school”

“No, Rebecca who?”

“Rebeca Carter”

“No… I don’t,” she said sincerely.

“Bashful?” said Mark.

“Oh. I didn’t know her name was Rebecca,” Kathleen and some other girls of the inn group have made Rebecca’s life a living hell, teasing her constantly and she developed a serious case of shyness, she was always self-conscious and blushing then the nickname bashful stuck and things went even worse. She is now a respected expert in technical support but she still has a solitary life because her shyness was almost impairing.

“I want you to give her 80% of your self-confidence in exchange for all of her shyness.“

“No please, I need something to cope with this… this life.”

“No, it is as I said or you may leave now.”

Kathleen bitted her lip, being now an alphabet she was worse, she needed their protection, it was more important than any attitude that she may have. After a few seconds, she slowly nodded.

Rebeca Carter felt something new, she felt invigorated. The next day she bought the first bikini of her life. She had a very nice body, her skinny high school body had bloomed into a very attractive figure that she had hidden behind baggy clothes but now that she was free of her insecurities she could finally show it to the world. The effects of her newfound self-confidence and absolutely no shyness in her life were striking. She changed from technical support to sales and developed a fast-growing career, her outgoing and pleasant personality attracted her a lot of dating and three years later she married Sean Mcgregor the jet-set millionaire that Kathleen once dated.

This time she didn’t have to wait to feel the effect. She immediately felt incredible shame and a strong urge to dress.

She was blushing red and covering her breast and pussy with her hands she started to stammer something in a very low voice while avoiding eye contact. All of her body seemed to her to be inadequate and shameful.

“Mark. .. ma...dr…ss,” she said almost in a whisper and avoiding eye contact.

“What do you say?”

She felt his voice like thunder, intimidating and full of authority, she didn’t feel comfortable calling him Mark anymore.

“Sir, may I… may I have some clothes?”

“Sure, go get them pet”

She ran to reach them but was stopped by the rope in her ankle. She avoided falling and sat on the floor to untie the rope. But after 5 minutes of trying hard, she only got to tighten the knot even more.

She understood then that the rope thing was not to help his nephew but to add to her humiliation. She begged Kimberly

“Kimmie,” but she looked at her sternly and Kathleen said

“Ma’am please, may I have some clothes or something to cover my body?”

“No pet,” interrupted Mark. Kimberly completed the sentence, “Remember you agreed to be permanently naked.“

She felt extremely ashamed to be naked in front of them but she didn’t dare to argue because she found their personalities overwhelming. She didn’t realize at that moment that from then on she would find almost everybody's personality overwhelming.

“OK pet, hands by your side, from now on you are forbidden to cover yourself with your hands.”

She felt compelled to obey but her face and chest were so red that you thought they would explode. She felt so self-conscious, she was shyly biting her lower lip and looking at the floor. She felt her body was inadequate, her insecurity growing by the minute she felt ashamed of her small tits and her bare pussy. She wished with all her might to be dressed or at least cover herself but as much as she wished it she didn’t dare to contradict Mark and Kimberly.

Just then the clock marked midnight and the pyramids disappeared as Mark had expected. They materialized again in an abandoned warehouse thousands of miles from there; they will be waiting for another sorcerer to find them and take advantage of their amazing powers. It could happen in a week, or maybe in a few hundred years.

Epilogue

Three months later, Pet was being led by a leash along the endless brothel aisle, she was naked as always and on all fours. At both sides of the aisle were whores and potential customers chatting fully dressed while she made her humiliating crawl. She was blushing, it amused the whores that Katy never seemed to get used to her degradation. Probably in the exchange with Rebecca she lost her ability to assimilate things, to get used to them, so for Pet every humiliation was fresh as new. As she crawled. Pet remembered how she had lived just for a few weeks in Mark’s house as the couple naked maid but once they were allowed to move to their new home (Katy’s former house), the novelty started to wear off and she was starting to interfere with the couple interactions so Mark sold her to a brothel. Just to make things fun and Pet could understand her value, she exchanged her for a package of condoms and the promise to keep her always naked but sexually satisfied.

A tug from the leash pulled her out of her memories and into a room. “Oh not again,” she thought, “not the ‘school’ room.” She entered the room that was equipped like a classroom. There she will be teased with arithmetic questions and general culture or reading and when she fails the customer spanks or cans her ass. There were usually men but also a few women, that were always impressed with her shy act and submissiveness and her feigned ignorance. If only they knew that it was all real maybe they’d show some mercy, or maybe not. Her only solace was that at the end she was going to come and come because with her now superhuman libido she was always horny and always ready to come, and always willing to make the most embarrassing things just to be able to do it despite her shyness. They were also the bondage clients that liked her submissive personality. The humiliating part was they normally only untied her hands expecting that she did the rest but she was still unable to do it.

At the other extreme of the city…Kimberly was taking a bath, the huge bathtub was filled with expensive essences and oils, she felt relaxed and happy, she had now an even better job than Kathleen had in the past. Three months ago when Kathleen’s boss received her resignation letter he was angry and felt betrayed so he didn’t want to interview her candidate, but as desperation and pressure rose with the incoming deadlines, he decided to give Kimberley a call and was surprised that the candidate was indeed a very good fit. He realized that Kathleen somehow supported her from afar because she was up to date very quickly with the company procedures and with the different states of the open projects. He felt grateful to Kathleen and send her a “thank you” email but she never answered, anyway Kimberly was such a good fit that he offered her the new position that he had planned for Kathleen and she accepted.

Mark was also blooming, he had already justified himself, his lifetime quest had proven worthy and now he was showing the world that he had mastered other skills. He had analyzed the antique market for years in search of magical devices, and as a side benefit, he had discovered some market behavior patterns. He tested his findings in the stock market and they resulted applicable, so now he had almost duplicated Kathleen’s cash and he expected to triplicate it by the end of the year.

The couple still takes care of Pet from afar and also still get fun with her. They receive frequent video updates of her performances which are always amusing and hot. They have also a new hobby: They will look for an office boy, a mechanic, a store employee, or a lesbian waitress that used to know Kathleen and gave them a free pass to use her services. Then they would watch the video of Pet’s performance with them. They never recognize her, her face and most of her body remained unchanged but her thin hair and small tits, and most of all, her submissive personality and lack of education were simply too hard to reconcile with the original Kathleen. Despite that, most of them noticed the similarity, and many of them role-played calling her Ms. Kathleen and making her beg to be used and to say and do many degrading things, much to Pet’s embarrassment.

Mark’s thoughts were interrupted by Kimberly getting out of the bathroom. When she saw his classy and successful, not to mention beautiful wife wearing only her sexy and expensive lingerie he embraced her tenderly and thought “There is no doubt that this is the best identity theft in history.”

The end.
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Re: Identity Theft (Trait transfer)

Postby Vended » Mon May 03, 2021 3:32 am

Thanks for sharing, it's a great one.

If you ask me, it only lack some kind of little callback at the end to the clothes mistery of the beginning. Some mention of a store sending a letter to excuse for a mistake on their part. It would make the story so much more deliciously dark if Pet actually didn't even need to reach up to Mark on the first place. ^^
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Re: Identity Theft (Trait transfer)

Postby jsmt » Wed May 05, 2021 7:07 am

Vended wrote:Thanks for sharing, it's a great one.

If you ask me, it only lack some kind of little callback at the end to the clothes mistery of the beginning. Some mention of a store sending a letter to excuse for a mistake on their part. It would make the story so much more deliciously dark if Pet actually didn't even need to reach up to Mark on the first place. ^^


Interesting idea, I like it. I tried to imply that Mark made the purchases in order to lure Kathleen to approach him so he could have the chance to steal her traits. Maybe it wasn't that explicitly told, but I tried to give some hints. He bought from her usual stores so she couldn't get much help from the bank; he wasn't surprised at all when Kathleen arrived at his apartment because he knew it would happen sooner or later, and he was ready with a script and photos of the right persons on Kathleen's life. I liked the parallelism that a financial identity theft lures her to a real and much more extensive identity theft.

However, it could be tantalizing that, following your idea, her disastrous second encounter with Mark could have been caused by coincidence and by her own prejudges and unfounded (in this version) suspicions against Mark instead of Mark planning it all. He could be surprised at her arrival, and then angered by the whole situation, he could resolve on the spot to use his newfound magical device on her. That would require a serious rewrite, but I could use that kind of concept for another story in the future.

Thanks for your comments.
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Re: Identity Theft (Trait transfer)

Postby Vended » Fri May 07, 2021 4:58 am

I sure would love to see that concept used later on. ^^ I admit I hadn't understood the full extend of Mark's trap. Thanks for the explanation!
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