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Teaching respect

I should have known not to make fun of a witch. Not only did she turn me into a woman, she turned me into a sex crazed bimbo. I couldn’t go a day without having sex. “Only until you learn to respect women will the spell be broken” the witch told me on that faithfull day. I wasn’t used to sex as a woman, of course I wasn’t on the pill, or neither did I use any kind of protection. It wasn’t until I started to get morning sickness, and a small baby bump that I understood what she was talking about. I don’t know who the father is, I don’t even know the names of all the guys I slept with. Read more

Forceful Transformation

Devlin snuck into his roommates bedroom. He had heard him snoring and figured out it was time to put his plan in motion.Quiet as an mouse he moved around in Martin´s bedroom and produced a small pouch from his pocket. Carefully Devlin began to sprinkle it all over Martin whilst reciting latin phrases. It didn´t take long for the changes to start happening where Martin was changing form from his male physique to the more slender female. Devlin watched the changes with glee. After a short while there was a sleeping woman in bed instead, nice hourglass, big butt and boobs. And her vagina was easily accessible. Devlin had been wearing protective clothing but now he removed everything until he was totally naked. He stroked his cock up and down to make sure it was firm and ready. Satisfied with the firmness he applied lube to his cock to make the first penetration much easier. Without hesistation he mounted the sleeping woman from behind and began to pump his dick in and out with fervour. It was the worst wakeup Martin had ever had as he felt something moving in and out of him, and something heavy pressing him down. He tried to push the intruder away but he lacked the strength and was pinned down. Devlin was focused on the task to keep pumping in and out and soon he was rewarded with the first female moan from Martin, who struggled lesser and lesser. “You´re mine now, bitch”, Devlin growled as he released his load into Martin. The jets of semen triggered her orgasm as well and Devlin felt how her vaginal muscles pulsed against his dick. Her eyes rolled back up in her head and something clicked in her mind. “Turn around”, Devlin ordered. She did as she was told. “Who are you?”, he asked. She was quiet for some seconds, searching for the answer, until she remembered. “I`m yours, Master”.

Shouldn’t Have Snuck In On Momma Part 4

I walked downstairs, my breasts already straining the bra I was wearing, which had fit almost perfectly a moment ago. If mine were already growing, then hers must be already shrinking. I entered the living room, and saw her panicking on the couch.
“What’s happening?!” she shouted at me, her eyes catching my growing bust, and mine staring at her rapidly shrinking one.
“I’m stealing your tits,” I said matter of factly. “Those huge boobs you’ve been so proud of, the ones I admired when I was your boyfriend, will soon be mine.” Her bra was already useless, I noticed just as mine snapped. I could feel myself getting wet between my legs, but I had to control myself.
But I couldn’t. I came when her chest had shrunk to a large B-cup, and mine were already resting against my thick thighs. Our transfer stopped.
“Huh, lucky you,” I said sadly. “You get to keep some boob. I was going to leave you completely flat, but I guess this is fine. Come on, we’re going upstairs.”
I led her up into her room, were I had a pair of her panties, and one of my old bra sitting on her bed. “Put them on,” I said, and she obeyed. She removed her shirt, and now far too large bra, followed by her pants and the panties she was currently wearing. She slipped into the new underwear, and turned around, a pout on her face.
“Smile,” I said. “Aren’t you happy to see how well your daughter has blossomed?” She gave me a big fake smile, and I smiled back.
“There, now that’s better.”

Shouldn’t Have Snuck In On Momma Part 3

“What Mom,” I said, my hand on my newly thick hip. “Do you have a problem with me walking around without my pants on? Maybe I should just go naked then…”
“No, no sweetie, it’s fine!” she said frantically. The tables had turned dramatically: now it was her who was jealous of my huge breasts, and she should be.
“Good,” I said before heading into the kitchen to get something to eat. I had been eating a lot lately: the best way to grow my tits to be even more titanic was to gain some weight. Sure, I could have done without it going to my thighs, and stomach, and everywhere else for that matter, but it was worth it for bigger breasts. And I did still look super sexy too.
Although…maybe I don’t need to do it like this. I had almost completely forgotten the stone Hilary had given me. Maybe I could make another wish…
I ran upstairs to my room, and took the stone out from my underwear drawer. I heald it close to my inflated bosom, and made a wish…
I wished to be able to seal my mother’s breasts.

Club Change

No matter how hard he tried, Trent could not find a way to ever hook up with a girl. Like usual, he decided to go to his favorite bar where all of the hot, young, girls were. One girl in a skin tight white dress especially caught his attention. He decided to try his luck and ask the girl for a dance with him. She said no. For whatever reason, Trent was not in the mood to be denied like this tonight. After calling her slutty and a whore, she finally looked at him and told him that he would learn what its like to be called a slut and a whore. Just as Trent was finally ready to leave the club, he felt frozen in place. At first, he felt a tickling sensation on his shoulders and neck and he looked down to discover that he now had long dark hair. Before he could react, he shrank from his former height of 6’1″ to a petite 5’0″. Things only got worse has he felt a ballooning sensation in his chest just to discover that he now was the owner of two C Cup breasts. This ballooning sensation spread to his butt, he then looked behind him at the mirror to discover that his ass was sticking out way more than it ever should have. As if this wasn’t enough, his pride and joy slowly fizzled down to a moist pussy. While he thought things could not get any worse, he was wrong. His face quickly morphed into a sexy feminine version of itself with makeup. His jeans and tshirt then morphed into a single, skimpy, skin tight white dress that showed way more skin than he ever wanted to have exposed. During the morphing of his clothes, his wallet fell onto the floor, as he tried to pick it up, hit changed into a purse that any woman would love to have. After this, his skin darkened into a nice tan and his nails were suddenly painted a coral color. The last change was that his shoes started losing their material and started forming straps, this was followed by his heels shooting up four inches, making him now a dainty 5’4″. Stunned by the changes, all he could do was stand there and play with his now sexy hair. Suddenly new thoughts, and goals entered into his mind about pursuing a man. After checking her ID, Tina now realized that she needed to get busy if she wanted to be the biggest slut at the club.

Woke Up…Different

Andy didn’t know how or why, but he woke up different. He quickly noticed he had huge boobs now and some big guy was on top of him spewing hot cum! He immediately felt it’s warmth and gooeyness on his now soft skinned hair free chest. The musky smell filled his nostrils and as he opened his mouth to react, he got a taste of the salty liquid. Read more

Hot Dose

Mariah came down stairs and paused the instant she entered the laundry room, seeing a young woman standing there with no shirt on folding clothes. Read more

For the betterment of society

It might seem harsh but the upsides was worth it, if anything it lowered the crime rates to a new low.
Anyone that had been sentenced to a life sentence, or worse, was eligible to this new kind of punishment.
What we see here is another batch of criminals that have been transformed into well mannered members of society. With the influx of new women, the gender ratios would be shifted, weighing more heavily towards more females. This would ensure that almost every male would have a girlfriend to call his own, with the added bonus that his frustration and restlessness would diminish.
None of the new females remembered their old lives, a new one had been meticulously created for them instead. No bad memories or experiences was left in them. They were happy and hungry on everything life had to offer them.