Verification Curse

“UGH!” Raveena exclaimed. “I am so tired of these stupid puritanical politicians!” She looked at her section of the PornFans site. It was genius in a way, a combo of two of the Internet's most profitable ideas. Combine the normal type of porn site with a do it yourself cam site, viola, you had PornFans. It was a quick way for Raveena and so many other women and some men to make money. It was at last a place that had used iron clad contracts to ensure that payments would be assured when the constant attacks of “holier than thee” people tried to demonetize the site. There were free clips that someone could watch, but they were the porn level ads that helped people know what an entertainer was like. The money came when one could pay for vids one at a time or a subscription to the site. So many sex workers had started accounts. The Transgender Sex Worker Community had found a place to monetize as PornFans proved to be stable when it came to payments. Now though, the newest attack has come. So called safety measures to help children have been implemented by many States. Now there were portions of the United States that were becoming “porn deserts” because sites were just not allowing access there because of the new Verification Laws. The thing is that it was nothing that would stop an underage person from accessing the sites. It was more a way to go after sites that offered “porn,” but also sites that gave educational information on gender identity. Sites that were aids to young people that identified as LGBTQ+ were open to attack under these laws. No, instead of being a protection of children it was more about control. It also was creating a massive information database. Raveena watched as the revenue for her account had dropped. The site was very good about giving information on where viewers were watching from. Her normal heavy traffic areas had been affected by the elimination of areas of the United States and even the United Kingdom as the hysteria was there as well.

She stood with a huff. “Enough. I have had enough. Time to talk to the dark elders.” Striding across her home with a purpose, she undressed and took a black dress so dark it almost reflected the light as it swished over her body. No underwear, just the dress. It had slits up both legs all the way to her hips. At the Vanity she cleaned her face of all make up. She never wore much. It left soft white skin. The black dress made that pale skin glow. Raveena brushed her raven hair so that it was completely straight. A necklace with a strange looking amulet hung between her modest breasts. The three gemstones showed a weird glow as her skin warmed them. A ruby, an amethyst, and an emerald were what they looked like, but the otherworldly nature of them would make any jeweler question that fact. Rings of opal and diamond adorned her fingers. Satisfied, Raveena placed a worn grimoire into a backpack that already held other supplies. A dark purple cloak was wrapped around her as she stepped off her back porch and into the autumn night. A crescent moon illuminated the path deep into the woods.

A crooked path wound through her property. She navigated the well worn path that still had the overgrowth of the trees and bushes around the trail. Soon she was walking beside a small brook. The path ended at last as she reached her destination. It was a place where the ground ascended upward. Above the babbling water was a place that had been worn away with time. At some point a tree had been above in an area that looked now like an outcropping. It had broken off and the roots left behind still held ground tight. What was left was an indention, not a cave, but just hollow and deep enough to appear as one. A small altar was hidden by honeysuckle vines. After carefully pulling them back, Raveena placed candles and used salt to make runes on the ground around the area. The grimoire opened so she could reference the exact placement of items used. Soon a pagan edifice was giving off a soft glow. She began chanting. Offering prayers to goddesses and elder beings long forgotten by most. The knowledge having been passed down from Master to student in a long line of Mages, all feminine in their soul. Her chants were creating a curse. It was an hour of beseeching to the beings long forgotten in our world when she raised one hand and with a knife in the other sliced gently along her palm. Blood began dropping and pooling on the altar. A rush of wind swirled and raged that almost blew the candles out, but they endured. With a gasp not unlike an orgasm Raveena moaned into the void. Her prayers had been heard and her curse had been invoked. Quietly she wrapped a bandage around her palm, gathered her things, hid the altar and made her way home.

Somewhere in the extraordinary her words had become living things. The blood opened the door for the pleas to be made manifest and then rebound into our world ready to spring once the conditions were met. It was a simple curse. When someone that held a hypocrite's heart accessed pornography online they would become what they sought out most. It was insidious towards those that had championed the new laws, yet they themselves partook of the very thing that were against. Hidden fetishes that caused a reversal of fortunes. Lest we think Raveena herself was unaware that some fetishes do cross a line, those that were too perverse and involved the innocent would conjure a worse fate. One that placed them in a time loop of torture befitting the nature of their hidden depths. Soon across the world men and women would log onto the Internet and if they had been hypocritical of sex workers or attacked marginalized people through human law, well, they would soon live a very different life.

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It was election season and many were seeking to govern others. Some sought to hold onto the political power they had amassed, like State Senator Daniel Worthington. He had campaigned on a platform that proclaimed his Christianity far and wide. It was easy as he lived in a district that ate up the rhetoric that he spewed forth. He had been especially proud of his anti-Trans speeches. He really fired up his base. It also helped that he was in a gerrymandered district. He didn’t need to worry too much because these were the type of people that had voted for his party like a long line of their ancestors had. It was a generational thing. He had pushed through a version of a Verification Law that a group had written out for people like him. He was glad to have made sure it passed. Now he was travelling the State helping to “educate” people on how to best use the new law to eradicate the evil he saw in Transgendered and other freaks on the alphabet soup of letters. They had already forced the shutdown of many Pro Gay sites. He smiled as he thought about how he was sticking it to those people while benefiting from attacking them. It was so good to be a powerful man.

“Honey?” Daniel’s wife called out as he entered their house. “Yes dear, it's me,” he replied. She gave him a kiss on his cheek as she grabbed her purse. “I thought you might be Lizzie. We are supposed to head to work on the charity committee and work on the gala. Oh, she just pulled up. I will be home late. Byeeeeee!” He watched her leave and smiled. As soon as he saw her get in the car and it back out of the drive he locked the back door. He poured a drink and walked to the front door, making sure it was locked. Moving to his bedroom he took off the trappings of his station and slipped on a pair of old sweatpants. Wearing just them and his undershirt he took his drink and went to his home office. Blinds closed and computer booted up he settled into his custom office chair. He entered a series of passwords and made sure his VPN was working. “I have to make sure I don’t get blocked by my own net.” he chuckled. A bookmark loaded for a porn site he visited often. He grinned as he saw some new content had been added of his favorite porn actresses. Click after click he was sorting through checking the preview plays until he settled on a porn trope he loved. 

On the screen a beautiful woman with dark curly hair was sitting on a couch in a burgundy robe. She sits trying to use her TV remote without it working. She picks up her tablet and finds no wi-fi. She stands and we see her long gorgeous legs as she heads to pick up her cellphone. After a bit we hear her speak to someone and schedule a repair of her home Internet. Sighing she moves back to the couch and settles down for a nap. The video moves forward in time. She is awakened by her doorbell ringing. Two repairmen are there and she eyes their chocolate skin as she invites them in. They are not shy about eyeing her body. Soon the porn scenario plays out and the hunky black men have begun kissing and undressing her. That is when we see she has a small cock. She is Transgender. Daniel Worthington is tugging his modest cock as he watches her body be revealed. In his job he rails against this type sex worker and all her peers. Now in secret he is jerking to her body being ravaged by two studs. Taking a cock in her mouth and soon one being pushed in her ass. The curse began moving, invisible forces bore down on him. Reality shifted. The doorbell rang. It rang and rang to the point Daniel stood and angrily went to answer the door.

“Keep yuuUUUURRR uck your shirt on” Daniel yelled with a crack and change in the pitch of their voice. Their vision began to shift and blur as a wave of vertigo swept over them. The world was shifting and twisting as she reached the door, yanking it open. “WHAT!?!” she said. The handsome black gentleman ran his eyes over her body as he calmly said, “There was a call about a leak.” Daniel felt fuzzy. He heard a sound coming from his mouth but was shocked as it didn’t sound like him. “Oh silly me. I am so sorry. I am such a ditz sometimes.” was said with a giggle. What is that? My voice. Seeing through what felt like new eyes, Daniel caught glimpses of a female body. Silken cloth covered the body in a scant way. Passing the hallway mirror he saw a curly haired woman in a dark blue robe. Is that me? It's me! “So handsome, you and your friend can find the sink in here.” the woman said. “Thank you Ma’am.” he said. “Miss.” she corrected. “Or you can call me Dani.” she said as she leaned against the counter. The two men were distracted as they got to work. The younger man kept staring at her legs as she made sure to stay in his eyesight. “So I guess you see all kinds of stuff as a plumber?” she said coyly. Inside Daniel was trying to scream, trying to move. What is happening? I am acting like a horny teenager. I feel strange. I feel hot. “So I am just gonna watch if that is okay?” she says. “Sure Miss, we are used to it.” The older man replies. “Oh heavens, no I didn’t mean….no I just mean you both are kinda hot.” she blushed. HOT! Hell no. Stop this flirting right now. Why am I doing this? I mean, I am so confused, but I do know I do not find them attractive. He grins as he stands letting his assistant crawl under the sink. “Thank you Miss. You are not bad yourself.” “Oh thanks, I try.” she giggles. “Reggie, you good under there?” the plumber asked his assistant. “Yeah Gerald.” came a muffled voice. “Good. Good. I am gonna speak with Miss?” he paused. “Dani.” she beamed. “I will talk with Miss Dani here about the problem I saw.”

“Coffee?” Dani asked. “No thanks.” He replied. “So you have just a basic leaking pipe. I cut the water off and Reggie there will replace the pipe and we will clean up. “You know a lot about pipe?” she said as she moved close to him. Her robe had become loose and the short silk nightgown showed her ample chest. “Sure do.” he said as he moved closer. Why does this sound like a porno? I have to stop this. How do I stop this? Daniel screamed inside Dani’s body. She had moved closer to Gerald, sending signals of being open to anything he wanted. He drank her body in. “You know this really is a small repair, maybe we can figure a discount out.” he stated. Dani took Gerald’s hand and smiled as she led him out of the kitchen. “Sounds good. Let’s go to my room and we can discuss it.” she cooed. Slowly she took him down the hallway. Inside Daniel was frantic. He felt the strong hand holding his. He felt the heat rising in his body, a body that now was alien to him in so many ways. Every feeling was hitting him and his hatefulness was warring with the arousal that was attacking him. Once they entered the bedroom Dani turned, she ran her hands along Gerald’s arms. She rose up on tip toes as he leaned down and they kissed. It was passionate and as it grew in ferocity, he moved the robe from her shoulders. It pooled at her feet. Rough hands caressed her arms. Inside Daniel was overwhelmed with the pleasure that her body was generating. Gerald leaned back and took the thin straps of the nightgown and moved them so it followed her robe to the floor. He looked down and saw her small cock and balls. “Damn girl. You have a bit extra.” he said. “Is that okay?” she asked nervously. He leaned down and kissed her again. As relief washed over her, she reached down and fumbled with his belt and pants. He unbuttoned his work shirt and pulled his undershirt over his head. Dani lowered to her knees and guided his pants and underwear down and his heavy cock bobbed before her. Soon she had him free of his clothing and let his shaft sit in the palm of her hand. Fingers gently played over it as the blood raised it higher and higher.

Stop! No! We are not sucking dick! Daniel was horrified as Dani licked along the underside of Gerald’s penis. She lavished his balls before taking him into her mouth. The size of it only allowed half of it to fit before it hit the back of her mouth. With ease Dani began blowing him. She felt joy taking his member a bit more each time. Gerald reached down and picked her up in his arms and nuzzled her neck, kissing before laying her on the bed. “Lube?” he asked. “In the nightstand.” she gasped. He reached over to the bedside nightstand and found a bottle of lube in the drawer. He smiled seeing the toys she had in there. He guided her on her hands and knees. The worker’s hands that earned him money began massaging the lube around her rosebud. He worked one finger, then two inside her hole. Dani moaned as the fingers moved in and out. His other hand was stroking lube along his cock. He moved behind her and teased her with just his tip. “Please Daddy. Please fuck me.” Dani begged. Don’t fuck me. Don’t FUCK ME! The protest by Daniel was useless. He felt the cock begin to slowly stretch his ass. The pain mixed with pleasure as inch by inch Gerald eased inside. “Oh Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.” she moaned. He began moving in and out. Hands firm on her ass. Inside Daniel was drowning as the pleasure began assaulting what was left of him.

KNOCK KNOCK. A rapping on the door and then it slowly opened. “Gerald? I’m done.” Reggie said as he peeked in. “Get in here boy. Get that dick wet.” Gerald told him. Reggie decided to listen. He moved to the opposite side of the bed and undid his pants. Soon he fed his cock to Dani and she was rocking between them sucking and being fucked. Reggie being smaller by just a bit was able to slide his dick past her mouth down her throat. The men hit a stride and watched Dani shudder multiple times as orgasm after orgasm exploded her mind. Daniel was beginning to fold away. He was now just a part of Dani, to be a passenger in the transformed flesh that once was his. Gerald felt his seed release and filled the woman he was fucking. Reggie came just seconds later as Dani was a very good cocksucker. She worked to swallow all of his ejaculation. They pulled free. Reggie quickly did his pants up and left to gather the tools that had been left at the front door. “See ya at the truck.” he said as he left. Dani turned and was soon in Gerald’s arms. “Such a good girl.” he said as he kissed her. Leaving her on the bed he dressed and left. “No charge.” were the last words he said to her. Dani reached her hand down and took her fingers and pushed the small cockhead into her body. She rubbed it like the clit it was and soon the last orgasm of the day hit her as she played with herself.

Daniel was locked away. He was now in a prison of the mind that once was his. Dani was a pornstar and porn influencer. The world knew her as such. Gerald was her plumber. He also had become one of the men that regularly fucked her. Elsewhere in the world the curse lay in wait for the next hypocrite to trigger it to transform them forever.