Samuel loved history. He watched the History Channel at home. He chose it as his college major. He planned to teach it after he graduated. And although he did really well in his classes, he didn't do so great in his love life. He tried asking out the cute girls. But never had any luck.
He was about to give up hope when he came across something interesting in the library, while researching ancient mythologies and religions. It was a love spell. It was supposed to attract a beautiful girl to you. But Samuel, a little horny and sexually frustrated, wanted more than just a beautiful girl. He wanted sex. Lots and lots and LOTS of sex. So he modified the spell a bit. Wrote in a few extra lines. Changed a few things here and there. Designed it to make a super hot girl appear in his life -- with an insatiable, constant, overwhelming, non-stop, can't-think-about-any-thing-else, super horny sex drive.
Now all he had to do was cast the spell. And soon his sexual dry spell would be over. But something went wrong. As soon as he finished speaking the spell aloud, his hair turned red and grew significantly longer. His waists began to form with a feminine curve. His entire body transformed. Breasts rose up on his chest. He reached into his pants to feel a brand new vagina morphing into his flesh. "Oh God," Sam moaned, hearing her own feminine voice. "What...? I don't understand."
It must've been a mistake. He worded something wrong in the spell. But... oh God... something quickly took over Sam's mind. Sex. She couldn't stop thinking about it. She wanted it BAD. She had to have it. Now. Always. Non-stop. All the time. It was all she could think about any more. It was overwhelming. She had to find somebody to fuck her... right now!
