Keywords: Adult, transformation, latex, magic Species: Human, skunk Chores Chores By Divigon. Magic is supposed to be simple. At least, that was what Scott thought as he stumbled over the lines of the spell. He, like everyone else was still coming to terms with this idea of magic. Ever since it suddenly appeared in the world a few years ago, people had been trying to figure out exactly what it was and how to use it. Like all humans, they analysed it scientifically. They proved it could not exist, but that did not seem to stop it working into our lives. It started with simple things. Some people discovered they could produce fire, or lift heavy loads. Those people spoke to other people who could do similar things. Soon someone learnt about teleportation, next came transformations. Suddenly, it became not so uncommon to see a dragon flying through the air. Society began to accept it. A few months later magic schools began to crop up, competing with the more traditional establishments. Of course, they were a roaring success which explained why Scott was currently reading his spell book and cursing at the little rubber figurine before him. He was a research mage. Or at least trying to be one. At the moment he was trying to figure out how to change the three inch high skunk figurine into something which would clean his room. He was sure he had all the components, a transformation component to make it life size, an intelligence component so it knew what to do, plus the other sections, but nothing seemed to work. It was driving him insane. Just then his room mate Brian walked in. "Check it out," he announced, dropping a box on Scott's desk. Scott looked at the box and rolled his eyes. Like most advances of technology, the sex industry had been there to pick up on the rush of magic. Brian had just bought a sex doll, but this was animated and according to the box, 'contained a dominatrix who would take you to places you've never been before'. "I don't believe you just bought this," said Scott, feigning disgust, but also starting to think about the magic behind it. "I didn't," said Brian. "I have to look at it and try and figure out if there are any potential problems. I've even got the magic manual." Brian held up a slim book. It was the Holy Grail of magic devices. The magic manual was the equivalent to a service manual. It described the different components of a spell, how they interacted and any possible troubleshooting. "Cool," said Scott, grabbing the manual and flipping through it. "Wha..." spluttered Brian. "Oh no you don't." "Stop," ordered Scott, giving a wave of his hand. Brian suddenly froze in position, not a hair moving, a living statue. Scott gave his room mate a quick glance, he knew Brian could still see and hear, but that was about it. He made a show of sitting down and reading through the book. It was exactly what he had been after. It had the key points in the spell where he could modify the existing one for the sex doll, slip his own requirements in and redirect it back at his little figurine. He spent a few moments gathering his thoughts, looking back at Brian who was still unable to move. He cleared his mind, pictured the small figurine and began chanting. The finished spell was deceptively simple, it only took him a minute or so and it was done. He finished it off in a flurry and looked at the plastic skunk. It glowed for a moment, then disappeared with a pop, showering the room with small purple sparks. Scott looked around in anticipation and... nothing happened. He waited. Still nothing. He began looking through the incantation. It should have worked. He could not find fault with it. There should be a life-sized skunk figurine standing in the room, waiting to do his bidding. He shook his head. He liked that skunk figurine too. He did not notice his hand slip up over his shirt and start idly rubbing at his nipple which had begin to swell, his shirt gradually getting tighter. For some reason, Scott began to feel hot. He started to unbutton his shirt, the top button flying off as his breasts swelled. He giggled and rubbed at the, giving a moan. They felt so good. He turned in his chair, facing the frozen Brian as he began to undo his belt. Somewhere, deep in the recesses of his mind there was a questioning voice, but as his pants fell away it felt so good to be naked the voice just faded away. He slipped his briefs slowly down his legs a hand circling his shaft and teasing it. At first his penis started to swell, then it began to shrink, growing smaller. Scott could feel his testicles shrinking, drawing up into his body as he began to push his penis back inside himself, his groin reforming itself into a smooth vagina. Scott gave another moan. That was definitely better. A finger teased inside her new sex and she felt a tingling against the base of her spine. She gasped as a tail suddenly emerged, shooting out in a single smooth move, her eyes opening wide as she felt it, waving it about. Her skin began to change, growing darker, looking its pink hue and taking on a more shiny appearance. Her hair started to thin before disappearing completely. A single white stripe forming down her chest, running between her large and still swelling breasts. She felt a tingle running down her spine and knew she had two lines forming there as well. She turned to look at the mirror, admiring herself. An eight foot tall rubber skunk stared back at her. It was playing idly with its sex, already the lips glistening as a bead of milk began to form on one of the large nipples. Scott took a deep breath, smelling her own scent fill the room. It was musky, alluring and loaded with a mixture of hormones and magic. Her eyes turned to the frozen Brian, running a paw gently over his face and down his chest. She gave a mhrrr as her paw reached his groin, groping gently but firmly before clicking her fingers. "What the hell have you done?" stammered Brian as he was released from the spell, jerking himself back. "How do you mean?" smiled Scott, her voice soft and luscious. The kind of voice you only hear in dreams. "Where is Scott?" Brian demanded, gulping in the room. There was something in the air. Something thick... heavy... his mind was starting to go hazy. "And who is Scott?" asked the skunk. "My name is Symble. What is yours?" "Brian," replied Brian, shaking his head. "Scott... Scott... was... is... room mate." Symble massaged a breast gently, watching as small beads of milk formed, then ran down her body, funnelling between her legs. Brian just stared and the skunk giggled. "Why don't you come over here..." purred Symble softly. She sat herself down on the bed, patting her lap almost playfully. "We can talk about this Scott later, I want to find out more about you," she said seductively, her legs slightly apart, leaving very little to the imagination. "I... well... ok..." stammered Brian. He was not sure why, but he knew he would feel better being there. He was about to climb into her lap when she shook her head and waved a finger at him. "I am naked..." she said. "It is only fair that you are too." For some reason, this made perfect sense to Brian and he felt himself beginning to strip. It only took him a few moments and he was standing naked before her. His penis fully erect and pulsing, but completely unnoticed by him. All of his attention was focused on her. She smiled, patting her thigh again. This time Brian was allowed to clamber up onto her lap. Symble parted her legs a little, making a V which held Brian comfortably. She ran a paw lightly over his side, bringing his head to her chest. Her skin was smooth, rubbery. In fact, it felt just like latex. Her breasts were huge, like basketballs, the biggest Brian had ever seen and one of the sexiest things as well. Before him was a nipple, it was at least an inch across and stood up proudly. His mouth opened and a few moments later he felt himself beginning to suckle. He was rewarded almost immediately by a trickle of her milk. It had a subtle taste and seemed to warm him from the inside out. His eyes closing as he began to feed. He could feel Symble gently stroking his body as he drank, her voice soft and reassuring to his ears. "There, there..." she was saying. "That's good... you just drink now. Drink and forget... everything will be all right... you'll make such a good pet... Yes... you like that don't you, just your mistress and you..." Brian could feel himself fading away, just giving himself up, it felt so good... so relaxed. "Good pet," purred Symble after some indeterminate length of time, a large rubbery paw gently prying his lips from her nipple. Brian sat back obediently. He knew what was coming next and shifted himself a little out of the way. Symble rolled herself away from him, moving to all fours and lifting her tail. She seemed larger somehow, or maybe he was smaller. It was hard to tell. Brian looked at the exposed opening under her tail and moved himself forward, beginning to lap and tease the rubbery anus, being rewarded with a chuur of pleasure from his mistress. He moved slightly, his lips descending and beginning to lap at her exposed sex lips. Her strong tasting juices tingling at his tongue. He could feel her rubbery body relaxing more under his attention, his hand moving up to start stroking the lips. Slowly he began to push his hand in, shifting a little so he could start to add the fingers form his other hand as well. His tongue being squeezed out and moving up to begin licking around her anus once more, his hands pressing themselves in deeper and deeper. Symble gave a soft groan, she could feel herself being stretched, her tail arching back higher, her body suddenly clenching around her pet's arms, her scent glands firing. Brian's eyes opened wider as he caught her scent directly in the face. The milky liquid seeming to envelop him, he could feel his mistress beginning to suck his control from him and he liked it. On some level he wanted to fight, but knew he was unable, the build up of sensations and magic too much for him. He felt his orgasm beginning to approach just as Symble fired her glands again, the strange milky substance capturing her pet, freezing him in position as her sex lips began to close in around his arms. The skunk looked over her shoulder, her fluid dripped from the human's body which was frozen in place. She forced herself to relax, she knew she wanted to squeeze, but not yet... it was too soon. She began to rock back, her pet's arms spreading her rubbery body wider. Soon she could feel his head start to press against her lips. She rumbled softly, pausing before resuming her gently rocking. Each movement of her hips was causing the human to slip deeper into her body. Soon she had his head, then was working slowly over his shoulders. Her belly was beginning to distend as she moved further down. She rolled over onto her back, gripping a little at his legs, pushing him in deeper and feeling him begin to slip in easily now, his body curling up as he entered her womb. His toes slipped past her lips and she rubbed her smooth sex, feeling it retracting back to its normal size. Her belly distended hugely and she gave it a pat, feeling her womb already beginning to go to work on the human. She quite liked human's as a rule, but with a few minor modifications they could be so much better. Symble giggled to herself, squeezing a nipple gently, making herself comfortable on the bed... it would not be too long...