John aveva deciso di mantenere il suo lavoro di poliziotto nonostante il fatto che, dopo il
Great Shift, il suo corpo di uomo robusto fosse stato sostituito con quello di una esile modella.
Ora però, quando è di turno sulla strada, gli automobilisti maschi rallentano non per paura di una multa, ma per osservare meglio le sue nuove chilometriche gambe.
I tried to struggle and get free from the one holding my arms but she was deceptively strong, even considering that I now just had a fraction of my original strength than before the change.
The woman in front of me eyed me with a smirk on her pretty face. “Will you struggle against to put on every garment we try to dress you with? We´re just halfway”.
I gave her an angry look. “I will not willingly put on a bra, you bitch! It´s not natural for a man to to have boobs and use bras”.
She made a low-key laugh. “Oh, really? What do you think about your panties, pantyhose and heels then?”
“They are perfectly fine to wear!”, I retorted.
Her smile grew wider. “I can see that, you walk those heels like a pro. Hold still so I can put on this bra around you”. She aligned the cups to my foreign breasts, reached around and clasped the hooks.
I felt this flutter in my stomach after she had done that. And my head felt a little woozy. I was glad the woman holding me at least made sure I was steady on my feet. Looking down I saw that my two girls was supported by a satin black bra. It felt nice, was comfortable and gave me a decent clevage. I was glad I was wearing it to support my fairly big boobs.
“Do you like it?”, the woman in front of me asked.
“The bra? How come? It´s what I use to wear”, I spat at her.
“Thought so”, she said with another smirk.
“Change me back”, I growled at her and tried to get out of the armlock the other woman had on me, to no avail.
She feigned a shocked expression; “Change you back? Why do that now when we are almost done?”. She picked up a black piece of fabric from behind her.
“You see this? When you put this on you will become one of us”. It was an black dress. I could see that when she looked for the opening for the head. She found it and began to move it over my head while I tried to avoid it by thrashing my head back and forth.
The woman holding me changed her grip into a headlock instead to keep me still
The opening to the dress passed my head and the dress itself was resting around my neck. I was filled with this serene feeling, it felt so right to have it one me.
“Release her”, the woman in front of me ordered.
With my arms free I could complete my yearning to wear the dress properly and I began to pull it down my body. It hugged my curves perfectly and I was so satisfied that it fit me so well.
I noticed that my brown hair that had fell in my face began to take on a lighter color and was becoming more and more blonde for every second.
It felt like I was coming out of a hazy dream and now I was finally able to enter the real world. When my eyes got clearer I saw Rowena and Mallory stand next to me. My Sisters.
Mallory took my hands and gave me a happy look. “Welcome to the world Abbigail”.
Vanessa dressed in a red one piece bathing suit at a beach, shot her live video feed, offering her sexy body to anyone who wanted it. She explained it too, she was actually offering a body switch, she didn’t want the huge boobs, large round ass, wide hips, vagina, or the long hair any longer. She wanted to try something new, and be man. She said the change was permanent, and for those opting in to be careful. The one selected would be swapped instantly, and there was no going back. She went on that she had a great body for a woman, but she was bored of it, and wanted to be a man now, trying something new. The requirement was that the males post their own live feeds up, so she could verify who she was swapping with.
The Valarians, an alien race from galaxy M-33 or The Triangulum Galaxy, had reach the Milky Way Galaxy, and more importantly Earth. They had been searching the cosmos for viable biological subjects they could transform for reproduction to continue their species. Their DNA pool could no longer be used, even by transforming males to females, as they females were dying off. Soon, they need fresh subjects to make into females to carry their young, and reproduce. They did not want hybrids, however, so opted to change their subjects into their race, or close enough, and female of course for reproduction.
Joey quickly got the idea as I pulled him into the elevator. He hit the number for his floor, and I pushed him hard back into the corner, and made out with him ferociously. I threw one foot up onto the hand rail on the wall and ground my pelvis into his crotch. I could feel the bulge of his manhood straining against his jeans. The realization that he needed this as much as I did only turned me on more.
Harry wished he could go fishin’ and the genie was perverted, so made him a chick fishin’ in her pussy! The smile on Harry’s new face seems to show he’s having just as much fun as if he had gone fishing, maybe even more!
Dr. Frank Strauch war ein begnadeter Chirurg, allerdings auch ein Chauvinist der alten Schule. Als seine neueste Patientin, die wohlgeformte Svenja, in sein Behandlungszimmer kam, konnte er sich kaum zurückhalten und lies einen Machospruch nach dem anderen über seine Patientin ergehen. Als sie sich auf die Behandlungsliege legen sollte lies er einen Spruch über ihre üppige Oberweite fallen, der das Fass zum Überlaufen brachte. Svenja räkelte sich auf der Liege und zog ihr Top nach unten. Dr. Strauch überraschte diese Tat, aber er freute sich über den Anblick, der sich ihm bot. Als Svenja dann seine Hose öffnete freute er sich schon auf einen diskreten Seitensprung. Aber es kam anders. Svenja packte seinen Penis und murmelte ein paar unbekannte Worte, woraufhin sich der Körper von Dr. Strauch zu verändern begann.
Nach einigen Augenblicken bemerkte er, dass er in einem Frauenkörper steckte und Svenja keine Zeit verstreichen lies, bis sie ihm sein Oberteil von der Brust riss. Sie lachte und sagte ihm, dass er von nun an kein Chauvi mehr sein müsse und gab der neuen Ärztin ihre erste Lektion in Sachen Weiblichkeit.
‘I wonder if Don will like my new nightgown? Well at least it sure is comfy,’ I mused. I peeked downward at the cute embroidery pattern of my chamise, ‘Whoa did my boobs get bigger?’
“Ah, ah, ah, Gigi! You know you’re on a diet… or at least you SHOULD be! HA!” Teased Larry, the school bully, as he snatched the cheeseburger out of Gigi, the short, plump geeky girl’s hands as he passed by her on the street. “Don’t you wanna be slim and sexy?” He asked. All of his idiotic friends laughed. Gigi was furious. It was bad enough that she had do deal with the brute picking on her at school, but she thought she was at least safe on the weekends. She was fed up with him and his immature opinions of beauty. She was a witch, and she was going to make him pay. She cast a spell on the bully and he immediately began to transform without even noticing. Suddenly, the tall, muscular jock was his own version of a perfect girl.
“Girls shouldn’t eat stuff like this.” She said, continuing to taunt Gigi. She noticed that her voice sounded different, and that something wasn’t quite right, but before she could think too long on it, she noticed her pack of sexy guy friends staring at her. She was suddenly craving male attention.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right… ‘Laurie’…” Gigi smugly replied. “After all… we girls have got to look good for the boys, right.” She said with a wink as she walked away. She was still craving a burger.
Harvey Brinks was talking with his friend Brad about Wendy Peters, a local gal in town known to be very slutty, but at the same time sexy. He was telling Brad how he would love to have her give a BJ. Brad agreed, saying she may get around, but she was the best cocksucker in town.