Changed WoMan

By Carly Sweetin

Randal just wants to dump his girlfriend and move on to the next hot chick. Emmy has other ideas, and the witch is about to turn his life upside down. After giving him a happy ending, the witch slips an enchanted ring on his finger. Randal instantly becomes a hot chick, that she names Randy. Not a problem, since Emmy gave the "changed woman" an out. Just have her third lover remove the ring. No problem. Wanna bet? Will Randy even want to be a man again after taking it hard and unprotected by three men?

This is an 11,400 word erotica story.

About the Author:
Carly Sweetin is the sweet girl next door, who has a secret. Her passion is no holds barred erotica. She loves to push the envelope with her fiction.

• Language: English
• Publisher: SmokinHotPress
• Release date: Mar 30, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370533046

Carly Sweetin

Carly Sweetin is the sweet girl next door, who has a secret. Her passion is no holds barred erotica. She loves to push the envelope with her fiction.

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CHANGED WOMAN

By

Carly Sweetin

SMASHWORDS EDITION

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PUBLISHED BY:

Smokin' Hot Press on Smashwords

Copyright 2015 by Carly Sweetin

This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, and locations within either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, or locales is entirely coincidental. All characters in this story are 18 years old or older.

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Changed WoMan

It was a magical night. Randal danced with Emmy, his soon to be ex-girlfriend. He liked to wine, dine, and dance his soon-to-be-exes, before ditching them after hot sex. It had to help them get over him with that beautiful memory.

Emmy was in a foul mood. She probably saw the handwriting on the wall.

Relax, babe, he whispered into her ear. Emmy was rubbing her butt into his groan. He loved it when chicks did that. His hands rested on her sweet hips, and he slowly slid them up, up, up, until he had two hands full of firm young boobs. She wasn't wearing a bra under her tight, midriff top. He suspected she wasn't wearing underwear beneath her tight little miniskirt, either. Babe, you're feeling good tonight.

Just tonight? she said, slanting a borderline hostile look over her shoulders.

Every night, he said.

If she knew what was going down, Emmy was playing it wrong if she wanted to keep her man. Randal never like the emotional roller coaster of some women, and Emmy was usually pretty level-headed. Since he shot down the idea of them living together, though, she's been angry more often than not. Didn't matter, their three month relationship was the longest he'd ever enjoyed, and it would end that night.

Emmy calmed down, letting the music have her. Her ability to be one with the music was one of the things that drew him to her. That and she was a smoking hot blonde with amazing legs. She was also an animal in bed, with a passion for doing very naughty things. Like public sex. He might actually miss all of their sex.

A few dances later, Randal noticed another woman looking him over with interest. She was a wild and sexy looking Latina in a tight little black dress. There was just the right amount of crazy in her big brown eyes, too. She was looking more and more like his next mistake, and Randal found himself eager to sample her spicy charms.

If that bitch doesn't stop giving you the eye, I'm going to put a nasty curse on her, Emmy said.

Randal rolled his eyes. Emmy was some kind of self-styled witch or something. It was all hippy chick mumbo jumbo to him. Her and her witchy friends were always conjuring up some noxious concoction and reading really old books, or what they called grimoires. So weird, since otherwise Emmy was a very intelligent woman. Of course, he kind of liked crazy chicks.

Hush, babe, he said. Be nice.

Don't hush me, Emmy said. He rolled his eyes and sighed gustily. She loved to make big public scenes. Such a drama queen. You don't own me.

Come on, babe, be cool, he said.

Stop calling me 'babe.' You know I don't like that, she said.

People began to stop