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Tomorrow I diet

“If Valerie could see me now! She’d totally freak out” Jamie said, curling the spoon in the open jar of Nutella.
“She was always sooo careful with what she ate” he stopped and ate a spoonful of Nutella, then addes “Mmmmhhh….”
Once again he dipped the spoon inside the jar: “I’m almost hearing her saying: ‘this will go straight on my hips!’. You know what, now these are my hips, so I’ll do with them what I want. And right now I want to eat Nutella. Dammit, I’ve just found out this Great Shift thing is permanent and that I’ll be a woman forever, I deserve something to ease the shock. I’ll think tomorrow about my weight!”.

Cultural exchange.

When Matthew first signed up to the cultural exchange program he just thought he would be spending a year in another country experiencing a different culture and way of life. Read more

Little slut husband

Look at him…he’s so fascinated that he’s in a girl’s body he won’t even turn around.
Ever since my husband and I swapped bodies he’s been acting like a slut.
All the things he found terrible when I suggested he now finds amazing.
He even asked me for a threesome, and he didn’t want to know who the partner is.
For all he knows it could be another man pulling down his panties, ready to ram him in his ass, and he just keeps kissing me.
I wonder if he’ll be turned on or disappointed when he finds out it’s his ex girlfriend, that he always wanted to bring over and I never allowed.
I’ll have to admit, seeing her from this body, she looks much nicer…

Don’t give me that look

“You were the one that bought those tickets to exchange island!
You thought we’d end up in a young couple body and we did. What’s the matter with being a girl? I always loved being one and you seem to be enjoying it too.
It’s actually ironic, but it’s not my fault, that you always complained about using condoms, now you’re in a body that’s allergic to them! How’s that raw dick feeling treating you?
I’ll have to admit that the thought of you impregnating me always turned me on, even if it scared me, so I hope you’re feeling it too. Judging by your silence you must be enjoying this feeling of humiliation, of being my little slut, right?”
“…yes…please…don’t stop”
“Oh I won’t baby…here it comes…HNG…now…that you’re full of cum it’s a good time to tell you: if you get pregnant in that body you’ll have to keep it until the baby arrives…so you don’t have to worry…I won’t stop fucking you for the next 9 months”
“WHAAAAAAHHHHNNN…” He said, cumming from the idea of being a woman for nine months.

Look at him

Look at him enjoying himself…ever since my husband messed with one of his students, her mother turned him into a teenage girl. But she gave me the option of having some changes to myself, and I decided to ask her to turn me into a boy in my husband’s class.
I loved seeing him all shy, hating his new body, trying to get away but being unable to resist me.
Now he’s acting like a teenager in love, he doesn’t even know it’s his wife in a boy body seducing him.
I’ll wait, as soon as he cums I’ll pump him full of semen and whisper in his ear “you make a better girl than a man hubby, you’ll make a great mother”

Married for life

Oh no sir, don’t give me that!
When you wished for me to have bigger tits than all your exes you looked all happy and let me have my wish.
You got me nervous and instead of asking for the genie to give you a bigger dick than all of my exes, I asked for one for myself. This is all your fault!
So take some responsibility hubby.
What will you do? Will you suck it? Bend over? Oh you won’t?
Ok genie, I’ll use the last wish, give him a pussy tighter than all of his exes!
Now come here hubby, let me put this inside you, you’ll need to get stretched to take it all…

“Poke-her” Night

“Heh-Heh! The boys’ll get a kick outta these babies!” Don said as he jiggled his colossal new breasts.
“I bet they will. Just remember, looking had better be all that they do, ‘Donna’.” Don’s witch girlfriend, Miranda warned.
“Ah, no worries babe. Like I’d let any of those schlubs cop a feel! Heh, I’m just gonna dazzle ’em with these titties and swindle ’em outta the money.” Don reassured her and then buttoned up her tight top just enough as she walked out the door and headed for the weekly poker night with the boys. Much later, while reading her spell book, Miranda worried what was taking Don so long when she reread the spell that she had cast on her boyfriend. She was horrified to discover that the one transformed by the spell would become hornier and hornier for men the longer they were under the spell. She feared the worst as she already knew that have sex while under the spell would make the transformation permanent! Meanwhile, Don was becoming “Donna” permanently as her poker buddies gangbanged her on the card table. They had now found a new reason to get together every week…

Regrets.

Samuel was going to regret this in the morning after the staff party but at the moment due to his drunken state it seemed like a good idea to photocopy his tits and put a picture of them on everybody’s desk. Read more

The frog

“Hey you! Kiss me, and i will be your princess” I heard as i walked by the pound. but seing anyone around, i thought i had hallucinated. “Down there, the frog on the waterlily”. I looked down there and, in fact, there was a frog, but how a frog can talk? it was insane! But then she talk again and i jumped in surprised. “I haven’t much time, i can talk to a human just once a year, so just kiss me and i will be your princess” she tell me. “Aren’t they usually the prince transformed into frog? And wanted a girl to kiss it?”I asked, surprised it was the first question which came to my head. “It work this way too, now be quick about it, kiss me and i will do all you want”. “Plus you don’t really have a girl voice…” i remarked. “It’s the spell wich give me this voice”. I thought a moment and decided to give it a shot. “I hope you are beautiful” i tell her before kiss it. Suddenly, a puff of smoke exploded at my face. I loose my balance and fell in the pound. When i emerged, my sight was blocked by something on my face. I moved it and realised that was long red hair, attached to my head. Then a quick look down confirmed what i feared. I had a perfectly formed woman body with pale skin, hourglass figure and perky breasts. “At last, human again! Sorry i had to trick you a bit” said a male voice behind me. I turn my head and saw a good looking man naked, looking at me. “I was so tired of being a frog, and no girl was passing by, i decided to try with a man. I had no idea what could be the result. But i have to admit you turn out very good. Look at you.” . I blushed at this words, but then i realised i was attracted to him, it was pretty obvious my sexual orientation had changed in the process too. He gave me a hand and pull me out of the pound. In the same mouvement he grab me and kiss me deeply. I was surprised and disgust at first, then my new urge took control and i give him his kiss back. “Sorry it’s been a while since i haven’t touch a female human body, and when i saw you, i couldn’t help myself”. “Some part of my mind wanted to slap him in the face but my female part was the one who act first, ” it’s ok, i liked it”. “I know i am not the princess you wanted but if you stay with me you will be my princess”. Then he kiss me again and there was no need to resist, my body wanted him. So i just go with the flow and let him hve his way with me. And soon enough my moans cover the croak of the frogs around.

Shouldn’t Have Snuck In On Momma Part 2

“Unless…” she said, her voice trailing off. “Here, take this stone,” she said, taking from her pocket and handing to me a small rock. I looked at her skeptically. She continued.
“Now, wish for our breasts to be exchanged!” she seemed so excited by this, so I humored her. I made the wish, and contrary to my expectations, something happened.
My chest started feeling really warm and…constricted. As if somebody had just dropped a huge weight on top of me. My t-shirt began to feel tight, and my bra straps were cutting into my shoulders.
“Wha-what’s happening?” I said to the black-haired woman. She didn’t respond, but I heard a snap come from below my shirt. My bra was broken.
I looked down, and saw things I had only dreamed of resting on my chest:
Boobs.
Actual boobs! No…tits! Tits that were stretching my shirt almost to the breaking point. Tits! On my chest! I think they’re even bigger than Mom’s!
I looked up at the strange woman, and saw something very different on her chest: she had become almost completely flat-chested! In fact, her shirt was so low cut, and there was much less inside it now, that I could clearly see both her small hard nipples through the neck hole.
“That was amazing!” I shouted, grabbing at my new fleshy mounds.
“You’re telling me,” she said with relief. “Now I don’t have to carry those things around any more.” She grabbed at her own chest. “They won’t be calling THESE ‘Huge Hilary’s heavy hangers’. I’ll have them all to myself now!”
I had no idea what she was talking about, but I excused myself and ran back home, a feat made much more difficult by my new assets flopping around unrestrained by my now useless bra. I’d have to see if one of Mom’s fit when I got home.
I got home and closed the door behind me, calling out to my mother as I did so. No response. She must not be home. I ran upstairs, shouting a “calm down girls!” (I can actually call them “the girls” now!) to my chest as I did so. I entered her room, and went straight for her underwear drawer. I picked out her biggest maternity bra, and after removing my shirt and ruined bra, I tried hers on.
It didn’t fit. My new titflesh was bursting out the top and sides, and probably a little bit was sneaking out of the bottom. This is the bra she wore when her breasts were at their fullest, and it couldn’t even hold my non-pregnant jugs.
“I can’t wait to show Mom!” I said, squeezing my huge breasts in the large bra. With perfect timing, I heard the door downstairs open. I bounded down the steps, my boobs slightly more restrained now, but they still wobbled all over the place in my hurry.
“Look Mom! I shouted at her. “My tits are even bigger than yours now!” I flexed, and tore the backstrap of the bra, setting my new girls free. My mother just stared with her mouth wide open. I couldn’t wait to explain this one…