Ron and Elizabeth’s honeymoon didn’t go as planned. Standing at 6’4″ tall and weighing about 350 lbs, Ron was always the biggest person in any room. He looked like a lineman or some child’s fantasy idea of a Norse king: bright red hair, a big beard, and an enormous voice. When he was around, there was no doubt who was in charge. His new wife, Elizabeth, was no dainty woman herself at a full 6′ tall and matronly plump and curvy.
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Ted was in an accident with a busty brunette, and just before going unconscious he remembered seeing her face. When he woke, the first thing he seen was her face, but this time it was in a mirror! The doctors and nurses hadn’t expected him to wake just yet, so were not there to console him in the “changes” that took place. His brain was good, and was placed into the woman’s body, who’s brain was dead. Without this body, Ted would have died as well.
If a few months ago you had asked me, I never would have guessed what I would be doing for the rest of my life. Not too long ago I was a man, visiting a foreign country. I was abducted, and experimented on. The whole thing was painful, it was the worst week I ever had. But when it was over, I had been turned into a woman. I hadn’t seen my reflection, but I could tell I had long red hair, great medium sized boobs, and a very sensitive pussy. I was still locked in some kind of cell. I yelled for help, but no one answered.
(Part 22, #Olivia)
John and Kyle were depressed, they were overweight, in their late 20’s and no prospects for jobs or relationships. They had also been friends for a long time and finally decided to make a pact to get themselves in shape. It worked for a while, they motivated each other, ate healthier, but after a while it fizzled out. A few weeks after their lost their drive they were both walking in the mall and complaining to each other how difficult it was to get fit.
It’s been almost 3 months since I got the SkinMorph device. I’ve made 14 different suits to fit my needs, all with interchangeable qualities.
At first I was just teasing the guys I knew with my new womanhood, without their knowledge of course, and turning them on before leaving them with one excuse after another. But that aching feeling I got when I touched my pussy hadn’t gone away, and it began to eat at me…
3 weeks after I’d been leading on my friends, I had a bit too much to drink. My best friend Todd it a good guy, and also happened to be who I was hitting on that night. I let me take me to his place, I was in no condition to get home on my own, and I couldn’t let him know my secret.
I woke up the next morning with an ache that had grown to a dull roar, and when I saw Todd making coffee, I has an irresistible urge to make out with him. From there, we explored every part of my new body, and I couldn’t get enough of it!
I soon began to go out with guys I didn’t know, and spent almost every waking minute in one of my suits. I had 3 blondes, 4 brunettes, a redhead, 2 Asian girls and 2 black girls. I have another suit of a high school-aged girl that I plan to use to get dirt on the principal at the local high school (I know he’s got a thing for them) and my last suit is currently in progress. It’s a really fat chick, I can’t wait to bring a guy home in a hot body, then switch before morning and see what happens!
For now, I’m just enjoying the ride…
The first time Megan would work her magic would be a visit by the best man from the wedding Sean All. He was there chit chatting with Randy, when the name thing came up. Sean brought it up, and just had to comment.
“Oh honey, you shouldn’t sneak in on Momma like that!” I said as my boyfriend walked into the room and saw my naked body laying on the couch, legs spread.
“What? Why did you call yourself that?” he said hesitantly, but the confusion in his voice quickly faded. I’m laying naked on the couch, I didn’t really think he’d care what I called myself. It didn’t take any more prompting for him to get undressed, but as soon as he did he noticed something was wrong.
“Okay, I know I was bigger than that earlier,” he said, pointing worriedly at his member.
“You’re right,” I said, as not only that got smaller, but he got shorter as well. “You’re getting younger by the second, and in less than a minute you’ll be nothing but a fertilized egg in my womb. I’m unbirthing you, sweetie.” I smiled at him as he lost about another foot of height. He just looked to me with shock.
“That’s why my legs are open wide: already you can feel yourself being drawn towards my pussy, and I have to give you easy access!” I told him as I noticed he slowly waked towards my vagina. He got younger still. And closer. And closer. I shouted as he entered my body, but within moments it was done. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. My boyfriend was gone. I rubbed my belly, still flat for the time being.
“See you again in nine months.”
The witness protection program advanced enough to instantly change appearance and now gender. They used Ted as a test subject, after he signed a waver without reading it. To his shock, when he woke, he had soft milky white skin, huge weights on his chest that were ultra sensitive, and a new void between his legs! As he, well SHE opened her eyes, a message on the ceiling gave her the new name and information she would now be using. Bella O’Hare would be her new name, and she looked like an Irish lass with a nice fine ass!