Magic Sweets - Strawberries

     Camille was feeling low. She was home alone... again, after another night out on the town. Her best friend found a guy an hour ago and they were probably off fucking like rabbits somewhere. What Camille wouldn't do to get fucked like that. She parked her car and mentally made plans with her vibrator when she saw a package at her door. 

    Inside of it, she found the cutest little bunch of chocolate strawberries and blushed. There was no note and she had no idea who would give her such a gift. She skipped into her home, excited to have a tasty treat from some secret admirer. 

    She picked one up and put the entire thing in her mouth, savoring the sweet juices mixed with the bitter chocolate. She wondered who liked her enough to give her these and her minds drifted to her neighbor, Max. He was cute and sweet and always said good morning to her. She picked up another, the juices dripping down her chin as her other hand found it's way between her legs.

    She thought of how nice Max was for giving these to her and how badly she wanted to repay him for the gift. She ate the third strawberry, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as her hand worked her clit faster. Her body began changing, unbeknownst to the desperate girl. Her body became long and slender, her breasts filled out, her pussy became plump and emitted an intoxicating, sweet smell. She brought her hand up to her mouth and tasted her sweet juices, cumming from the taste. Her other hand, covered in the strawberry's juice took it's place between her legs. The magic fruit juice stimulated her clit and make Camille twitch and moan. Her hair began growing and turning red and she desperately wished Max was here now.

    In a most decidedly out of character thought, Camille realized she could go to him. She could put on something sexy and traips up his porch, pose in the irresistible evening air. She could take him, just like she had always wanted to. By the time the last strawberry was in her mouth, she had decided to do just that. Her wet slit ached with need as the strawberries filled with with an unquenchable fire of lust. 

    She put on a sexy red corset, not even wearing pants. They would only hide what she wanted Max to see. She made her way up to his door and knocked. He answered, clearly just woken up, and stared in awe at the fiery vixen in front of him. He barely recognized Camille and didn't know what gift she was talking about, but he couldn't say no as she entered his apartment. His mind was intoxicated from the smell she was giving off and his mouth watered. Camille giggled happily as Max lied on the bed and pulled her hips close. He needed a taste of her delicious juices and Camille was only to happy to let him lick all he wanted.