…Ugh, what time is it? 11 am… I guess I must have gotten pretty hammered last night. That’s the trouble with having no friends (other than Jack and Jim… Jose might have even showed up at some point). Stupid sunlight, stupid pounding headache, stupid me for drinking alone in my apartment again.
I thought it was the perfect wish. “I wish I could always be with Emily” I said, “ok master…” the genie answered. “No wait… and that she loved me more than anyone” I added. “Ok, wish granted master” the genie said. I didn’t know how the wish would happen, but I closed my eyes, hoping to see Emily next time that I openned them. But instead, I felt something on my back, I was lying down. I realized someone was grabbing my legs, “Must be Emily” I thought. But then I felt something give me a big push on my crotch. I felt something on my chest bounce. “Oh god!” I yelled. It was orgasmic.
Jeff was so full of himself and self centered, the old woman at the carnival could see right through him. She thought the world would be better served if this guy was taught a lesson in humility.
I loved D&D and fantasy stuff in general, but never thought any of it was even close to real. Even so I spent a lot of time thinking about it all, the minutia of even the weirdest corners of things. Anything might make for a good game if developed far enough. I also hit flee markets regularly for props. An old broach or storage box could really make a game that much better.
Andrew was greeted by a stranger at his home. “I turned rather cute don’t you think?” the woman asked Andrew. “Wait? who are you?” he asked. “Don’t you recognize your best friend?” the woman said as she took off her blouse. “Tom?” Andrew asked her. She smiled, “not anymore”.
Drunken Sam closed his eyes and licked his lips thinking he was hallucinating being a busty blonde woman, but it was in fact real, he was just too drunk to think straight at all. When his friend Tim asked for a blowjob upstairs, Sam even agreed, thinking this was just some sort of dream from the alcohol. Once the alcohol wore off however, and Sam had a nasty taste in his mouth, a guy walked into the bedroom he was now alone in.
Harry loved the dancer/performers, the Babettes at a local bar/casino, but one night in a drunken stupor he said, “I love you girls so much, what would it take to join you?”
Tom knew his friend Dave had something to do with his predicament. He had just grew breasts after drinking from a bottle Dave left on his car last night. It was slowly transforming Tom into an 18 year old girl. Right after drinkring from it Tom grew breasts. As anyone would expect, Tom changed course towards Dave’s home.
Henry was tired of being the luggage guy at the airline company and being told what to do, and the female manager, Leona Lancer, over all the flight attendants overheard, “So you don’t like being a luggage bagboy do you? Want to be in charge? I can fix that.”
I had recently found the book in the attic. I read the first line, and saw my pants become a short black skirt. “I can’t believe this works” I said. I read the next line, and my shirt changed into a white blouse. I continued reading, my socks disappeared, and my shoes became heels. “This is quite uncomfortable” I said. “ok ok, next line”, then earings appeared on my ears.