I’ll be over in a minute.
James bit down on the vaseline soaked rag that was in his mouth as the electricity pulsed through his brain causing his entire body to shudder and shake.
Baffled by the things girls do.
Karl still could not believe he had agreed to swap bodies with Melanie his best friend and next door neighbour for a couple of hours just so she could go and see some cheesy rock band and not get in trouble with her mother for breaking curfew again.
It’s Friday
Jack told a girl at the office Alana, to shake her tits it’s Friday, being rude to her. She had pushed away his advances before, and now had enough. She pulled a wishing coin out of her purse, and wished he would pay. Suddenly Jack was at a dance club with a huge pair of boobs on his chest and a shirt that said, “Shake your tits its Friday!!”.
The soap
John was taking a shower, and he realized he has no soap, so he used the his sister’s soap, the smell was amazing, after he rubed his whole body with the soap, he started to notice his skin so soft and smooth especially in his chest, he started to fondle his chest, while two mounds of flesh where growing under his hands, when they where like perfectly firm and full DD breasth he yelled with a girly voice, he knew her sister was a witch but who could think she could use a curse on her own soap.
Dark Master (11)
“Why did the Master have to make these so BIG? My back is sore! Why is Master’s dick so big? My pussy is sore! Why did I cheat on my wife? Now I’m a whore! Where did the Master go? I want some more!”
Best Friends
Glen and Jo are my best friends and when I lost my job apartment they offered to let me move in with them.
Glen told me” Aaron you can live with us our law office is booming, so you can live with us and we will pay for everything you need as long as you want. All Jo and I ask it you will do our house work and you will take care of any kids we have. Because of our long office hours we need help to have our perfect life.”
Worth the cost
Living across the hall from a beautiful girl, it was only natural that I developed a bit of a crush on her. Well, as the months went by, my turned into a bit of an obsession. I would often find myself fantasizing about her being my wife, having to catch myself from staring at her too long. You could imagine then my disappointment when I heard from one of the other tenants that she was a lesbian. The imaginary world I had created fall apart and I was crushed. I was walking down the street feeling depressed, when a man passing by stopped and asked me why I looked so down. I don’t know why, but I started to open up to him. After I finished telling him my story, he smiled and said that he may have a solution. His grin was that like a sleazy car salesman, even his ratty suit seemed to fulfill the stereotype. All this made me want to not trust him, but what he said next was unbelievable. He claimed to be a wizard and had a solution to my problem, at a cost. He said he could transform me into my crush’s ideal lover, and all it would cost me was my male essence, which he claimed was a bargain since my crush was a lesbian anyways. I laughed at his nonsense, but decided to humor him. I asked him why he couldn’t just make my crush fall in love with me, but he waved me off quickly claiming that would be an unethical use of his powers. He looked at me slightly annoyed and asked if I would accept his offer or not. I laughed again and accepted. I knew there was no way it would work, but it wasn’t like it was costing me anything to accept.
The magical salesman raised his hands, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up on the ground. As I came to, the salesman helped to my feet. As I stood, I found I was wearing heels. I looked down to inspect them when I was confronted with the very female body I now possessed. The salesman interrupted me from my self-inspection as he handed me a purse. I noted that it matched the dress I was now wearing. Then the salesman politely thanked me for my business and promptly went on his way.
In my purse, I found an ID with what I assumed was my new name, and I noted my address was the same. The girl in the picture was stunning to say the least. Not knowing what else to do, I made my way home. I found that I could walk in heels naturally and wearing a short dress didn’t feel awkward but made me feel sexy instead. When I got to my apartment, fate would have it that my crush was just getting home as well. I smiled as I greeted her and was amazed as she blushed furiously. the amazement continued when she practically professed her love in the hallway, admitting that she had a crush on me ever since she moved in across the hall, which made me start to realize just how much the salesman’s magic had changed reality. Before I knew it, I was in her apartment drinking a glass of wine. She then led me to her bedroom and asked me to make myself at home while she “slipped into something more comfortable”. Excited, I stripped off my dress. Seeing the sexy body I now had, the reality of the deal I made that afternoon. I sat down on the bed, the weight of my situation setting in. My crush came back into the room in some sexy underwear ready to start our nighttime activities. I knew deep inside that this was my life now. I got what I wanted, and I’d gladly reap the benefits of what I paid for. However, I couldn’t help but wonder if it was worth the cost.
big slut on campus – rabbit’s foot keychain
Steffi hated being the biggest slut in the entire school, but she couldn’t help it no matter how hard she fought. The other cheerleaders constantly teased her about her tight, sexy clothes and how she was always dating some new guy, giving her the reputation as the babe every guy wanted to fuck and biggest bimbo slut on campus! She hated they way girls giggled at her and guys stared, she hated how her big, perfect tits were always bouncing in her tiny tops making guys constantly stare,drool and hit on her… she hated it when they looked at her like a sex doll bimbo, knowing exactly what they were thinking… she wanted to tell every guy to leave her the fuck alone! but…
Don’t Think I Can Eat That Much
Anthony had always been jealous of women. They were just so beautiful. So he went into the TG Restaurant. He pondered over the menu for quite a while. He decided on the small fries due to the fact that he was never a big eater and didn’t think he could eat an entire burger.
Anthony shrunk and became a small bodied red head female upon eating his meal. Anthony became Amy and she simply loves her life and loves the looks she gets for simply being so sexy.
Where She Got Them Part 2
It didn’t take long for Martha to tire of what her brief trip to the past had done to her. After a fun-filled hour, she resolved to use the stone to try to put things back to normal.
“Not that this new body hasn’t been fun,” she said, taking one last glance at her naked breasts before she pulled her top down over them. “But I think I’d prefer things to be the way they were…” She turned the stone over again, and made a similar wish.
Once again she was back in her parents’ bedroom, 26 years ago. She had appeared moments before the last time she had traveled back, and decided to wait in the closet for Marcus to appear.
Martha peered out of the crack in the closet door, waiting for her past self. She found her eyes drifting to her mother’s large breasts shaking with every thrust. Subconsciously she reached up to her own chest. It was pretty clear where she had inherited them from.
Seconds passed, and Marcus appeared, just in front of the closet door. Martha grabbed her past self, and pulled him into the closet with her, closing the door with a click.
A click that momentarily distracted Martha’s father. Once again Carrie had never been born, and Martha’s body remained as it was.
“Who the heck are you?” Marcus whispered.
“I’m-” Martha hesitated. “I’m one of her friends,” she said, gesturing at the closet door. “I guess they kinds forgot I was in here. I’m just waiting for them to fall asleep now.”
“Well, good for you, but I have to get out of here!”
“No!” Martha said, grabbing Marcus’s arm. “I mean, couldn’t you stay a little while?” She pulled at the neck of her shirt, exposing some of her cleavage. As she expected, Marcus couldn’t help but stare.
“I…guess I could stick around for a bit.” Martha pulled him closer, trying to distract her past self (not knowing Carrie was already gone, and that her future was still set), though at the same time she was feeling something. A moistness between her legs.
“Well,” she thought. “I’ll only get one chance to have sex as a girl, right? And everything will be back to normal soon anyway, so what harm could come?”
It only took a few moments for her parents to fall asleep, and then her and Marcus sneaked out, and into one of the rooms on the other side of the house. They shut the door quietly, and then turned to each other.
“I know you haven’t seen anything like these,” Martha said, pulling off her top and exposing her large breasts. Marcus’s eyes grew wide. She beckoned him closer before she laid down on the small sofa to remove her pants, and within seconds she was laying there, completely nude.
Marcus stripped more slowly, and more nervously, but soon he was standing over top of Martha, looking down at her perfect body before inserting himself into her. He started off slow, but before long had gained more speed. His quick thrusts caused Martha’s breasts to quake, and she was instantly reminded of the sight of her mother in the other room. Now she definitely knew where she had gotten them from.
It wasn’t too long before they had finished, and as Marcus turned to pick up his clothes, Martha noticed something strange. She had felt him inside her for several minutes, but now that she looked at him his dick looked so small. Much smaller than she remembered having. And were his nipples always that dark?
Just as she realized what was happening, the stone decided her second jaunt into the past was over, and brought her back to the present. Suddenly her mind was filled with memories. Memories that replaced much of her first trip, but now she remembered the sex.
The sex she had with herself. She threw up a little in her mouth at just the thought. She could still feel everything, and from both sides now. She remembered the transformation into a woman just afterwards, and being sent back to the exact point she had been sent to before. Her life had remained unaffected.
“Well, almost unaffected,” Martha thought as a terrible realization dawned on her. “We didn’t use protection…”