She was a flat chested nerdy scientist and he had literally been the star quarterback in highschool and college. He said that he used to be a dumb jock that only dated superficial slutty girls but had grown tired of it and wanted a girl who was good natured, kind and smart like Carrie.
Carrie believed him at the time when he said it but now she didn’t know what to believe now. However she knew of a way she could see if he was cheating. At work she had been developing a bodysuit that could be calibrated to look like anyone. It was still in beta and had a few bugs but was relatively safe. Her plan was to have the suit look like a hot slut, wear it and try and seduce John. If he gave in she knew she was right.
She snuck into her workplaces lab late one night and stole the suit. She would return it of course but she couldn’t exactly walk out of the lab as a new woman. Getting home she entered her bathroom and calibrated the suit to look like a composite of several models she found online. She slipped out of her clothes and stepped into the bodysuit. She could feel the suit detect her body shape and tighten around it, sealing her in.
The suit tightened around her pussy making it super super sensitive. She moaned in delight as it made her orgasm with ease. She could feel weight on her chest for the first time as she now had gorgeous 20 pound tits sticking out. Her face was now flawless without makeup. No blemishes or imperfections anywhere. She took a look at her new self in the mirror and smiled with glee. She was a knockout she thought as she pushed her new sleek hair off of her huge new tits.
“Damn I look hot. If John is cheating he won’t be able to resist me. Hell I don’t think I could resist me” she said with a smirk. She needed a name for her new look and settled on Mandi. It seemed sexy and playful, just the kind of name a girl like her would have.
She stepped out into her bedroom and looked for something suitable to wear but came up empty.
“Ugh” she said frustrated “none of my clothes are sexy enough for Mandi.” She shivered with delight at the sound of her name. She spotted one of John’s credit cards on his nightstand and took it without thinking twice.
“I’m sure Johnny won’t mind me getting a little something to wear, after all it will be for him” she said with a cheeky smile.
After a few hours of shopping, Mandi had not only a sexy dress to wear for the night but something for every night of the month. She had never liked shopping before but her new body looked great in everything. Hot dresses, sexy lingerie, tight jeans, high heel shoes, expensive jewellery. It all looked good on her and so she had to have it.
Walking home she could feel the eyes from every man on her sexy body. It was a feeling she had never experienced before and she was loving it. It felt like a drug that she couldn’t get enough of. It made her feel sultry and horny.
Mandi got home and started to put together her outfit for when Johnny would return. She picked a very tight and short black dress that almost looked see-through. She put on open toed high heel shoes and sexy earrings. She had got her nails and makeup done while shopping and looked like a million dollars when everything was finished. She took a moment to take a good look at herself in the mirror.
“Wow I look just like the popular girls I went to high school with. Actually no, I look way hotter.” She said making a sexy pout with her new full lips. “They were always such bitches to me. Jokes on them though, if I looked this hot back then I’d of been the one calling the shots, throwing the parties and fucking the hot boys.”
Mandi smiled to herself thinking of how different it would of been. In her mind she was getting fucked by Jerome, the hottest guy in school and boyfriend to her bully Zara. It was starting to get her wet and horny. She pictured herself telling Zara what she had done and laughing in her face and it made her feel things she had never felt before. Power. Spite. Depravity. She wanted more.
"Oh yes I would of put you in your place bitch. I would of been hottest baddest bitch in school” she said aloud as she touched herself “and I would of been such a boyfriend stealing whore.”
The thought made her cum in her panties “Mmmmm maybe I still could be. Johnny was out of my league when I was Carrie, but as Mandi” she checked out her butt and blew a kiss to her reflection “we’d be perfect together. Carrie doesn't deserve him, so I’ll just have to take him away from her.”
Just as she was beginning to orgasm again at such a bitch she was feeling like, she heard the front door open and John call out for Carrie. “Showtime” Mandi said taking one last look in the mirror and headed confidently down the stairs. John was sitting on the sofa settling in to watch TV.
“Hello? Who are you?” John asked. “Where’s Carrie?
“I’m Mandi, a friend of Carries. She invited me over for a drink but then said she forgot something at work. She said she’d be back soon."
Mandi got downstairs and touched his arm as she passed by him. She gripped just slightly enough to feel his rock hard muscles. She nearly came right then. She sat down next to him.
"She’s talked a lot about you, but never about how attractive you were.” Mandi purred as she put a hand on the inside of his thigh.
“Wait wait hang on” John said getting up off the sofa “I’m sorry it’s very flattering but as you know I’m spoken for.”
Mandi got up slowly so John could take a good look at her cleavage. As much as he fought she could tell she was cracking him. “Come on Johnny she knows that you’ve been a naughty boy, she knows about the late nights away from her. Why don’t we have our own naughty night” she said biting her lip.
“My late nights? I’ve been at the office working extra shifts to save up to buy her this.” Johnny said and he produced a ring. “I was going to ask her to Marry me”.
Mandi was taken aback for a moment. He was faithful to Carrie, he was a good man. She was touched by it but the power of the suit was overwhelming and soon a sexy evil smile crossed her face as she thought about just how much hotter it was going to be to steal a fiancé.
She approached John like a lion approaches prey. She started to undo his belt buckle. “Don’t worry Johnny baby,“ she said caressing his cheek with her hand “once we’re done I’ll be the one you’ll want to marry”.
When she touched him she could feel a spark like energy pass between them. Maybe it was her imagination but it seemed to make Johnny less resistant. Almost like the suit was effecting him too. She dropped his pants and started going to work sucking his massive cock.
John was powerless to stop it. In fact the prolonged contact with the suit seemed to drop his resistance the longer she sucked. He started to moan and grunt. “Oh fuck yes don’t stop, this is the best blowjob of my life. Fuck that frigid bitch Carrie, I only want a hot slut like you Mandi.”
He was regressing more and more into his old jock personality he had worked so hard to move past from, but he didn’t care. He embraced it. He and Mandi would be the perfect couple.
Mandi took his big load in his mouth and grinned wickedly. “Mmmm did you like that baby? Tell me you’re my man and not that loser Carrie’s.”
“Who’s Carrie? Now lift that slutty dress of yours so I can seal the deal.” He said with strong confidence.
“Oh I love a bad boy, fuck me hard baby, make me cum on you big dick.” Mandi moaned.
Carrie had wanted to prove her boyfriend was a cheater and she had got her wish.
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