Free Transformed! Nine Magically Erotic Stories by Nadia Nightside Page B

felt like that with anyone, ever. Jacqueline rather thought her role in life was, in fact, to make others feel that way about herself.
    And yet, despite years of self-training and endless adulation from all around her, Selene made Jacqueline feel lesser. She made Jacqueline feel like a distant fourth, well behind Marisol and Vivian and Selene, with Selene neck and neck with Vivian. How was that possible? How could anyone be so gorgeous as to not only compete with the flawless goddessness of Vivian, but also to make Jacqueline feel so insignificant and worthless and small?
    Jacqueline felt like crying, staring deep into the beautiful, perfect crystal, so full of truth and light, and thinking of how easy and effortless it was for Selene to look so gorgeous. Somehow, she held back her tears...and then Selene’s hand crossed over the crystal in her buoyant cleavage, breaking off Jacqueline’s train of thought.
    The dark-haired beauty appeared concerned. “Are you all right, dear?”
    “Um...” Jacqueline was unexpectedly choked up. “Um, I guess so. I’m sorry.”
    Selene’s perfect face transformed into a predatory grin. “You’re thinking about how gorgeous I am.”
    “Wh-what?”
    How could she know that? How could she get straight to heart of the matter like that? Had she been...had she been giving those thoughts to Jacqueline, somehow?
    Selene continued, her hand beginning to slide off her crystal again. “You’re thinking about how much better of a woman I am than you. Everything about you is determined by your hotness, and I’m hotter than you by a large margin. It’s quite obvious. You’re gorgeous right now, but I’ll be gorgeous forever. That’s just how things are. I’ll age beautifully, gracefully, and you have maybe another ten years, at best, before it all goes to hell for you. You'll still be able to pick up men in cheap bars, or maybe even marry some rich fool who doesn't have a good eye for true beauty, but it will fade, and hard, for you.”
    No one had ever dared to be so frank with Jacqueline. “I...I...I...”
    Selene tsked. “It’s all right, dear. Just look here.”
    She pointed at the crystal in her amazing cleavage. It sang to Jacqueline once again.
    “Look...there...” Jacqueline said, her voice becoming a soft, giddy monotone. “Cryst...tal...”
    “Yes.” Selene opened her blouse and discarded her blouse, sitting before Jacqueline now with her top completely off. Her beautiful breasts leaked down soft trails of milk. The liquid seemed to absorb back into Selene's amazing skin before daring to touch any of her luxurious outfit.
    And even before the utterly perfect visage of Selene’s bare, lactating breasts, Jacqueline could only stare at the beautiful, beautiful crystal. “It makes it very easy to answer my questions, doesn’t it?”
    Gentle, warm waves washed over Jacqueline’s brain. “Yes...so easy...”
    “You just take so much pleasure in thinking about what I have to say to you, don’t you?”
    Jacqueline moaned out happily. “So much pleasure.”
    “It’s so lovely to listen to a woman as beautiful as I am, isn’t it?”
    “Oh yes.” Jacqueline frowned. “B-but I’m beautiful too...”
    “Of course you are, dear. And do you know what? All the really, really beautiful girls sleep with my boss, did you know that?”
    “They...they do?”
    “Oh my, yes. They love it. They love him, totally. It makes them cry, thinking of how much they love him. Beautiful girls call my boss ‘Master.’ He owns their hearts and souls.”
    Jacqueline’s voice was soft, tears brimming in her eyes at the thought of such love. “Heart...and soul.”
    “If you’re a beautiful girl...you have to love Master, then, don’t you?”
    Her heart sung with Selene's words.
    “ Have to love Master. Have to love your boss .”
    “That’s right, sweetie. I’m so glad you understand. You’re so smart, realizing that. It must be because you’re so beautiful that you understand