A Prank Too Far

Explicit Content (Reader Discretion Advised)


A Prank Too Far
A "Timber Grove" Story
by TGTrinity

Hank's mind was moving a mile a minute.

As he perused the aisles of the Timber Grove thrift shop, he thought of what had led him to this point. He was in his second year of College, and was having the time of his life. In Portland he had been somewhat of a nerd, but since moving to Timber Grove he had really come into his own. Part of that had to do with becoming friends with Patrick Reynolds, one of the coolest guys Hank had ever met. It was Patrick that got Hank into Tau Gamma, the best frat at Timber Grove Community, and as such Hank had his eyes opened to just how nice life could be in college.

But all of that came with a price.

What Hank could never know about Patrick before meeting him, was that he was the king of pranks. This meant that for the past year they had been locked in an escalating prank war that was on the verge of getting out of control. In response to a prank that had Patrick believing he had been diagnosed with Hepatitis-C, he had somehow convinced the girl that Hank was pining for to fuck Paul Franks, the least popular guy on campus.

This was just too much for Hank to handle, and it was what led him into the thrift shop today.

"Hello, can I help you?"

Hank looked up and saw a rather rotund man standing before him. "Oh, I'm not really sure."

"Well, may I ask what brings you in then..."

The large man was obviously waiting for Hank to say his name, but for some reason he didn't feel like giving it. "Oh, my name is Hank," he said while extending his hand.

"Levi," the large man said with a chuckle, "the names Levi Schrimbare."

"Well, Levi, I'm actually here for some..."

"Oh, you're here for something special, aren't you?" Levi chuckled again as he said it, and it made Hank feel a little more uncomfortable while at the same time he felt a little more at ease. He had heard about the thrift shop from some of his friends in Tau Gamma, about all of the strange things that were available. They had said that most were magical, and capable of changing people through miraculous means.

"Well, I'm in a bit of prank war with my friend."

"Oh?" Levi asked, again leading him on.

"And I was looking for something that will end all of this."

"What did you have in mind?" Levi asked as he rubbed his hands together.

"Well," Hank said as he looked around, making sure no one else was listening, "Hank has a twin sister who is incredibly hot." Her name was Hayden, and she was the subject of most of the guys attention at Timber Grove Community. The thing was, she was a rather religious girl who was saving herself for marriage. Of course, that didn't stop her from wearing some of the most revealing clothes available to a twenty year old young woman, causing a campus wide case of blue balls.

"Yes?" Levi asked, and Hank realized he had stopped talking.

"Well, I was thinking that it would be great to get some sexy pictures of Patrick's sister and put them online. You know, nothing really bad, but enough to get Patrick's attention."

Hank waited for Levi to respond, half thinking that he would tell him that such a thing was borderline illegal and to get the hell out of his shop, but he was surprised to see a big smile cross the large man's lips. "I think I see what you're getting at, and I have just the thing... Follow me," he said as he motioned for Hank to join him. They walked to the back of the store, past some young men who were checking out a cute brunette that was stocking some shelves, and arrived at an aisle of old electronics.

"Wow, that's a lot of old shit," Hank said as he looked over heaps of old VCR's and toasters.

"Well, you'd be surprised by some of this stuff, but there is one piece in particular that I want you to take a look at." Levi walked up and down the aisle, and finally stopped in front of some very old cameras. He shuffled through a few, before pulling one off a rack and giving it a quick examination. "Ah, here it is," Levi said as he handed the camera over to Hank, "the TG15, a camera way ahead of it's time."

Hank took the old piece of hardware and wondered what could possibly be special about the camera. It was older than any device he had ever used, with wood paneling on the side and a rather large set of lenses. "I'm sorry, but I was planning on using a digital camera."

"Oh? And how exactly were you planning on getting into her room to take those pictures?"

He looked around again before answering, "Well, I thought that you might have something that would get me into her... sorority."

"Like?"

"I don't know," Hank said as he was growing a little annoyed, "like an invisibility potion or something that stops time."

This comment made Levi burst into laughter. "My dear young man, so you know nothing about this city?" Hank was not following what Levi was talking about, and he was about ready to leave... and Levi could tell. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh. It's just a little refreshing to meet someone with an imagination like yours."

"That's great, but can you help me get in?"

"Oh, I think that you'll find that this camera will be able to get you into her bedroom and even more. Imagine being able to get pictures of this girl wearing and doing whatever you wanted her to do."

The idea definitely appealed to Hank. "Sure, what guy wouldn't love that?"

"Well, this camera just happens to have the ability to change the person taking the picture into the subject being photographed."

It was Hank's turn to bust out laughing. "Bullshit," he said in between bouts of belly laughs.

"Oh, a non-believer?" Levi said with a scowl, "Well then take a look at this."

A flash blinded Hank for a moment, and when he was able to see again he was dumb founded by what he was seeing. Where the fat man named Levi once stood was a guy that looked exactly like him, down to the clothes he was wearing.

"Holy shit!"

"I know, right?" The newly minted Hank said. "The first picture locks in the changes, and the spell is broken when the film is developed."

Hank didn't know what to say, as the entire situation was just too surreal for him. "So, how does this control her?"

His new twin rolled his eyes before responding, "A little slow on the uptake, aren't we? You take a picture of the girl, and then you become the girl. Then you can get all the shots of her that you like."

Everything finally hit Hank like a ton of bricks. "This will turn me into a girl?"

"Well, until the films developed, yes."

This was unexpected, but the idea definitely had merit. He could become Hayden and then put on some racy lingerie and get as many pics as he wanted. A part of him wanted to walk away at that moment and find something else, but the thought of transforming himself was quickly taking hold.

"How much?" Hank asked, apparently sold on the idea.

"Well, I'm always up for bartering. Say you bring back the pictures and let me keep a few, how does that sound?"

It sounded like a Goddamned steal, but Hank wanted to look like he was weighing his options. "Well, I guess that could be arranged."

His twin extended his hand and Hank took it in his own. "A deal then," the twin replied as he shimmered slightly and transformed into Levi again.

"Shit," a surprised Hank said as he took a step back.

"Sorry, but you've probably already guessed that I have some magic of my own," Levi said with a wicked grin.

Hank nodded, a little shocked that he was this accepting of all that was happening. "So, I just take a picture of her, and then..." He then thought of Hayden's perky breasts covered only in a towel, and then he imagined the towel dropping...

"Yes, anything you like."

Hank couldn't help but feel like Levi was leaving out some rather important details, but he was getting caught up in the moment. "Alright, Mr. Schrimbare, I guess I'll be seeing you soon." He then turned and walked away from the fat man at a leisurely pace, until he felt he was out of view and began to move a little faster. Outside the shop Hank held the TG15 in his hands and wondered at what was possible with the old camera.

"You'll do just fine," Hank said to no one in particular, and he set off to his dorm to plan his next move. The sun was high in the sky when Hank arrived at the Timber Grove Community College campus. Students were milling about aimlessly, with small groups laying in the grassy sections between the Schrimbare Building and the Library. Most of these groups were made up of girls doing their best to show off, but Hank only eyes for one at the moment.

Hayden Reynolds was sitting with a group of friends under a tree, and what Hank had told the fat man at the thrift shop was holding true. She was wearing a tiny white skirt that revealed her long, toned legs, with a light blue tank top that made her modest breasts pop. Sure, there were girls at TGCC that had bigger breasts, but Hayden's were the perfect size for her frame.

More impressive than her legs and tits was the beautiful face, including to of the bluest eyes Hank had ever seen, that capped everything off. A few months ago she had chopped her long blonde hair off, leaving an "A" cut that perfectly framed her smile.

She was perfect.

Then again, she was also a huge pain in the ass.

Even now as she walked braless through the crowd of onlookers, she had made Hank and Patrick's lives a little more than difficult with her rampant right wing talk. She would hold abstinence rallies, pass out 2nd Amendment pamphlets and even singled out girls who had gone to the local Planned Parenthood. Only her exquisite looks kept her popularity up, and even though Patrick couldn't stand her, he was incredibly defensive of his twin sister.

So all in all, the plan was perfect. The racy pictures would take Hayden down a peg, as well as making Patrick's job of defending his nut-job sister nearly impossible.

Hank was thinking about all of the poses that he would capture with the camera, and soon found that he had a raging erection. He sat on a nearby bench and tried to calm himself down, while moving forward with the next part of his plan. After retrieving his phone from his pocket, Hank texted his friend and asked if she was ready. When a few seconds had passed he received a text back that simply read "Ready".

Across the way Hank watched as his friend, a girl named Emily that he had known for years, walked up to Hayden and said something. He couldn't tell what all of the conversation was, but he could tell that Hayden and her friends were excited. They all got up and began walking with Emily, and Hank watched her look right at him and gave him a thumbs up.

It was time.

Hank found that his heart was racing a mile a minute as he lifted the TG15 up to his eye. After zooming in and focusing the shot on Hayden, he took a deep breath an depressed the shutter button.

It was the flash that made her to lose her footing, causing her to fall to the ground in a heap. As she rubbed her backside and tried to get up, she realized that she was different. The ass that she had just felt was definitely not her own, and as she got to her feet she found her feet were crammed into a pair of white high heel shoes.

"Holy shit," she said in a playful tone, "it worked."

It really did work. Hank was now standing exactly where she was a moment ago, only now she was a complete copy of Hayden, right down to the clothes. She looked down and saw her new breasts in the light blue tank top, then took a few steps in the tall heels she was wearing. Everything felt completely natural, and she giggled as she hopped around.

"Oh my God, this is so amazing," then she looked up and saw something even more amazing: The eyes of every guy walking by were on her. No one seemed to question the fact that she was Hayden, or at least no one seemed to care that Hayden was bouncing around for no reason. It was probably because Hayden wasn't wearing a bra today, and her breasts were bouncing freely with each step.

All of the attention was great, but Hank knew that she had a job to do. Emily would be distracting the real Hayden for the next few hours, probably with a bunch of shots at the Coho Resort, which gave the new Hayden some time to get a few shots of her own.

She looked down and saw that she was carrying a tiny white purse, but when she reached in she found Hank's phone was inside. "How the fuck does that work?" Hank asked to no one in particular. After looking through her phone she saw the notes she had prepared, and set off for Hayden's apartment.

After a long walk, which she took to stay away from more public areas, she was standing outside of Hayden's apartment, relieved that not one of the girls she had passed thought anything strange was going on. All it would take was a girl to be texting Hayden while she walked by, and the jig would be up.

"Okay," she said softly as she reached for the handle. The plan was to do the shots in her own apartment, but that relied on the fact that Hayden was rather bad about locking her door. "Yes," she shouted as the door opened. It seemed like everything was going her way, so much so that she didn't bother to lock the door behind her as she stepped in...

The apartment was pretty nice, and the fact that she lived alone made this all the easier. Fancy pictures of flowers hung in the living room, and an immaculately cleaned kitchen was off to the side. There was also a fair amount of religious pictures in the apartment, and it made her feel a little uneasy.

Hank didn't waste anytime getting into her room, and as she opened the bedroom door she was suddenly surrounded by pink. The bed, the furniture and even the shades were all pink. Hayden wasn't necessarily surprised that a girl would have a pink theme, but this was almost too much. On the plus side there were no religious images on her walls, and that made what she was about to do even easier.

Then she saw something pink that really caught her eye. In the corner of the room was a tall mirror with a bright pink frame, and Hayden knew it was time. She bent over and undid her heels, them undid the button on the side of her skirt keeping it in place. By the time she reached the mirror she was only in a pair of powder blue panties and her blue tank top, and what she saw in the reflection was amazing.

Her long, toned legs seemed to go on for days, and they led up to a perfectly plump bottom. There was a noticeable gap between her thighs, and she knew that Hayden must have lived in the gym to keep this body. She knew what was coming next, but it was still incredible to behold first hand as she slipped out of her remaining clothing. Two perfect breasts hung proudly from her chest, with little pink nipples right in their center. She raised her hand and felt them, noting that they felt stranger than she imagined, but she never thought they would be attached to her when she felt them. Her stomach was nicely toned and had abs running every way imaginable. She even had those two strong lines on her hips that mad a "v" shape. It was incredible, and Hank wanted to see what this incredibly sexy body would look like in some nice lingerie.

She walked over to the closet and was immediately pleased with what she found. "Yes, this will work just fine..." The Closet had a shelf that was full of all sorts of bras and panties, not to mention some black lingerie and some bikinis hanging up. Hank decided that the bikini would be a nice start, and picked a simple white one to try on first.

It was an odd sensation of pulling the bikini bottom up her long legs, and even stranger as it began to slide up her ass. It molded to her body, and she made sure it rode up high, making her ass look even better than before. Next was the top, and it took her longer to get it in place. She had no idea that making a bikini top fit right would take so long, and she even opened her phone and googled "How to put on a bikini top". After watching a quick video, she figured it out and quickly had it in place.

"Fuck," she said to the empty room, not liking how much time she was wasting. Then she looked in the mirror and all other thoughts were wiped away. Such a simple bikini garnered amazing results, and Hank swore she was in the body of a bikini model. She ran her hands through her short blonde hair, and then got to work.

Flashes of light filled the room as Hank's smartphone snapped off multiple pictures. She had thought about using the TG15 for the shots, but found that it had no timer on it. So, here she was beginning with some simple poses, much like ones she had seen in most magazines she had read growing up. Her body moved and bent in ways she had never imagined possible as a man, and the added flexibility made for some particularly hot pictures.

She also found the sensation of running her feminine hands over her soft skin very appealing. Even better than that was the feeling of her modest breasts jiggling with each pose, and her toned ass giving a just little shake. After a few minutes of pictures with the white bikini, she decided to take a break and check out the pictures.

"Oh, shit!" Hayden exclaimed as she flipped through the shots. She looked amazing, even without any touch up, and she found her self beginning to get goosebumps on the back of her neck.

The next outfit was obviously going to be the lingerie, and she took her time to put it on. This also meant that she took some time to reassess her naked form. She noted that she had worked up a bit of a sweat during her first shoot, so she walked over and turned on a fan standing in the corner. The cold air hit her like a wall, and her goosebumps spread like wild fire. Her nipples also hardened and she had to fight the urge to touch them.

The she heard something that good feeling into one of panic.

"Hayden?" A man's voice asked from the doorway. She looked over and saw a guy that she did not know standing right outside the door. He was very rugged looking, with a trim beard and a flannel shirt, and looked very surprised to see her. "I thought you were over at Tribal?"

Hank didn't know what to do. She was standing completely naked and the stranger was treating the situation like it was a normal thing.

"What? Tribal?" She asked as she ducked behind the bed.

"Yeah, and why are you hiding," the mystery man said with a smile as he entered the room, "it's nothing I haven't seen before."

This didn't make any sense to Hank, as Hayden was a notorious prude...

Or was she?

"Oh, I see... Is this a little game you want to play?" The mystery man was now beginning to unbutton his shirt as he stepped closer, revealing a torso that was the result of obvious gym time.

"No, this isn't a game," Hank said as she grabbed a blanket from the bed and wrapped it around herself, "and I need you to get out!"

"Oh? I get it," his shirt was completely off now, and he was beginning to undo his pants. "You're the nervous virgin again, are you?"

"What? No, I'm really not playing around!" She looked over at the window and thought about making a run for it, but she remembered that she was on the third floor and there was no balcony. He was now only a step away from her, so she made the rash decision to try and push past him. "Not so fast, my lovely," he said as he gingerly guided her momentum so that she found herself on the bed. He had done so without a hint of aggression, and she was surprised by how quickly he was on top of her.

"I'm not Hayden, if you just..."

In the same motion of kicking off his jeans he leaned down and stopped her talking with a kiss. It was like electricity was passing through the stranger's lips and into her own. It lasted only for a brief time, but Hank found that she was out of breath.

"Is this your first time?" The mysterious man asked as he kissed her neck.

"Yes," she said as she felt the whiskers on his face rub against her skin. The urge to flee was dying while another urge seemed to be coming into focus.

"How is it possible that a beauty like you hasn't been with a man?" He slowly parted the blanket that she was still wrapped up in, revealing her naked form to him.

"You wouldn't believe me," Hank managed to squeak out the words while he ran his hands over her body. They then locked their lips together again, only now their tongues freely darted into each others mouth. Hank couldn't believe what she was doing, but she also couldn't bring herself to stop. Having such a handsome man on top of her was both thrilling and nerve racking at the same time.

"You look scared," he said as he broke the kiss and positioned himself directly over her.

She looked up his strong arms, noting how his muscles bulged and stretched as he held himself over her. There were beads of sweat forming on his chest, and she lifted a hand to feel if it was as firm as it looked. "I am scared," she said, her hand moving over his chest as she did.

"Just tell me to stop, and this will all be over."

Her naked form was quivering with anticipation, and although he was still wearing a pair of boxers she could tell that he was ready for this as well. She wondered how all of this had gotten out of hand and so fast. She was just supposed to take some photos of Hayden's body and send them over to Patrick, that's all. Now she was lying in a bed while a hunk of a man was asking her if she wanted him to go all the way.

"Tell me that you don't want me."

She couldn't find words, and even if she could she didn't know what they would be, so her body took over by pulling him in for another kiss. This seemed to be enough of a show of acceptance for the stranger, so he took his engorged manhood and slid it into her moist folds.

"Oh my God!" Hank shrieked at the feeling of being entered. He was bigger than she had expected, and yet she was able to take him all in. It wasn't until he slowly to begin to thrust in and out of her that the feeling began to grow more electric. "Oh! You're so deep! You're so deep inside of me!"

The mysterious man didn't say a word as he plunged deeper into her, and his hands were now squeezing her ass to gain more leverage. Next he lifted up one leg to where it pointed straight up, allowing him to go even deeper than before.

"Holy shit! That's so good! You're fucking me sooo goood!" Her voice had jumped up a few octaves since they had began fucking, and she felt like it was bound to go even higher. She could make out ever inch of his cock as he moved in her, an entirely new feeling that was simply incredible.

Every thought about pranks and pictures was pushed from her mind, and all she could think about was how good it was to be in the arms of this big strong man. He then took her in everyway that she could have imagined, with her riding on top of him as a particularly pleasurable experience.

"God, your tits are fucking perfect!" The man said as he reached up and cupped them.

"Yes! Tease my titties! Tease me and fuck me!!!"

"I'm gonna cum," the man whispered as he grabbed her hips to lift her off.

"Yes! Cum in me!"

"What?" The man asked with the same confusion that Hank had displayed before they began.

"Give me all your cum!!!"

He still looked confused, but didn't hesitate another moment as he tensed up and shot her full of his cum.

"Yes! Cum with me! Fill me up!!!"

Her body convulsed as another orgasm shook her to the core. She then collapsed on top of him, her sweaty body slippy on top of his. They were both breathing heavily, and after a moment their breathing was perfectly in sink.

"Where did that come from?" The man whispered in her ear. He then slowly rolled her over and got up off the bed. She watched in a daze as he walked over to the computer and tapped a few buttons. "Okay, we're clear," he said as he sat in the chair.

"What?" Hank asked as the fog began to clear from her mind.

"Jesus Christ, babe! We got up to one point five million views! That's fucking incredible!"

Hank could feel something dribbling down her thigh as she got up, and a thousand thoughts assaulted her all at once. Not only had she just fucked a guy she had never met, but it was seen by over a million people online.

"Shit! You've got over two thousand dollars in tips here, babe. The whole virgin act really sold tonight!" The guy, who's name she still didn't even know, was spinning in the chair pumping his fist in the air. He didn't seem to notice Hank getting up, and didn't seem to care that she was getting dressed at an alarming speed. "Whoa, and they loved that you finally let me cum in you!"

"I... Oh, shit! I've got to get out of here!"

"Babe, what's wrong?" He was standing up and moving towards her, and she could see his cock was all ready to go again. She chose to say nothing, but remembered to grab the TG15 before she bolted out of the apartment.

"Well, well, well," Levi Schrimbare said moments later in an appraising tone.

"Please, just develop the picture so I can get out of this body!" She didn't like the way the fat man was looking her over, and she saw a look on his face that led her to believe that he knew what had happened.

"What? You didn't like being inside that tight little body?"

For the second time that day she couldn't find the words to answer the question. There was no good explanation for why she had so easily succumbed to the strangers advances, but there was also no denying that the sex had been amazing.

"I see," Levi said with a knowing smile. "I'll just go ahead and get this developed. So, a copy for me and one copy..."

"No, just a copy for you. I don't want to..."

"Say no more," Levi said with a grin that he tried to sell as understanding, but Hank wasn't buying it. "Just take a seat here, and in a moment everything will be as it should." His parting grin made Hank feel about as uncomfortable as he thought possible, and she began to wonder why she had ever mad such a deal with a man like that. As he walked home from the thrift shop, he thought about all of the stories he had read about people making deals with the Devil. There was no way that Levi Schrimbare was the Devil, but in Hank's mind he wasn't too far off.

"Hey, Hank," Patrick said as he watched his room mate enter the room, "can we talk?"

Hank looked over at Patrick and sighed. He wanted nothing more than to go into his room and try and wash the shame that he felt from him, but he could tell his friend would persist until he got his way. "Yeah, what do you want?"

"I just wanted to say" Patrick said without getting up from the couch, "that I'm sorry about Susie and Paul." This was the first time that Patrick had ever apologized to him anything since they had met, and it his Hank like a ton of bricks. "You just really got me with that Hep-C stunt, so I just... I went too far, man. I'm really sorry, and I just..."

"I want this prank war to end too, Pat."

"Truce?"

"Truce."

The two didn't get up and shake hands or embrace, but a nod was shared between the two that would suffice. No other words were spoken as Hank entered his room and closed the door. That the prank war was over made the night somewhat better, but it did not change what he had done. He thought about getting right into the shower, but another thought darted into his head. After sitting at his desk and powering up his laptop, Hank typed in a web address, that he had committed to memory while leaving Hayden's, and hit enter.

He was greeted by a webpage that had large picture of Hayden Reynolds wearing a bikini, along side videos of her in various stages of undress. At the top of the page was a link to a video with a large "NEW" typed above it. Hank knew the image immediately, and hesitated to click on it.

Did he really want to watch himself get fucked in that gorgeous body all over again?

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