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Don’t talk with strangers

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“Mom, can we go back to the hotel room? I don’t feel like going out like this” Stan groaned. “There is nothing to be ashamed of, girls wear it all the time” Hannah said to cheer up her son. “But i’m not a girl. Besides all the guys are staring at me with lust” Stan said. “Listen Stan. First, you are a girl now. Second, you brought this on yourself. How many times i told you not to listen to strangers? It’s not my fault, so please stop complaining and let us enjoy our vacation. It’s been 12 years since i had some” Hannah said. “Fine” Stan lowered his head in shame. Read more

The most expensive item

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I was elated when I found out I won the lottery, but was slightly disappointed when I learned that the prize wasn’t cash. The prize, instead, was a ticket–a free pass to a luxurious hotel for a week; I suppose the hotel was sponsoring the lottery and such. If it’s of any consolation, I was informed that the free pass is the ultimate free pass, meaning that absolutely every expense I spend in the hotel will be covered. So, perhaps to release my frustration that I wasn’t winning any cash, I planned to bath in sparkling wines and waste as much as I could before the pass expires. Read more

I’ll find a way

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The day I was kidnapped was a bizarre one. A mysterious man had taken me away and put me in the boot of his car. It felt like we were driving for days however it was probably only an hour or two. When we stopped I was dragged out and I saw a group of 7 women in front of a white limousine. The mysterious man asked which one of these was me. I was lost because they weren’t me. He said that I was going to become one of these women and I had to choose. I thought this was all foolish and just nodded. I asked if I could see all the women’s tits to assist my decision. They all displayed their breasts for me to observe. Not thinking the man’s theory I chose the one in the middle who was named Montana. Suddenly I was standing on the other side looking at the mysterious man and a corpse on the ground. The corpse was me. I was so panicked and confused and then it hit me. I am Montana. I fondle my breasts and run my hands through my long hair. I squeeze my backside and reach between my legs and find nothing apart from a moist slit. It is confirmed I am Montana.
The mysterious man never gave a true reason for why he did this but he never let me change back. Kt’s so hard being a girl with a man’s mind. I hate wearing skirts and heels. Don’t even start about that stupid hair. I’ll find a way to change back I just know I will.

Becoming Popular

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“You see these? Mine! Forever!”Liam taunted Gretchen, the original owner of the body he now wore. “But…but…but…it was only for a test. I just needed to get an A on the test”, Gretchen sobbed in the small frame of Liam´s former nerdy body. “Duh, you are more stupid than I originally thought. Why would I give up the opportunity of having a better life when it´s literally thrown in my face? I`m more popular now that before. My new parents have enough money to spoil me. I`m not picked on, and I can finally do sports and roleplaying games without getting teased. All thanks to becoming a hot girl that everyone wants to be with”.

“But…” Read more

The body i looked for

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When i discovered i had body switching powers i immidiately started to look for a new body and escape the life i hated so much. I tried swapping with diffirent guys form my school. Each of them was fun but only at the begining. After some time i was realizing it’s not what i’m looking for and hopped into another body. It wasn’t until recently i started to consider something diffirent. What if i try a girls body? The prospect of being a girl wasn’t appealing, yet i was curious what life is like from a girls perspective.
I decided to give it a try. I had nothing to lose, if i won’t like it i will find another body. I started looking for a candidate and soon i found one. My choice was Hailey. She was pretty, popular and her parents were rich. After making my decision i focused and swapped our bodies. Read more

Dark Master (7)

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“Ugh! Ah, gross, dude! You. like, totally jizzed all over me! Okay, look, dude, you fucked me, you came, and I said I was sorry for beating up those dweebs at my school. Now will you change me back?”
“Oh, no Lance… we’re just getting started. Oh, and don’t worry about having to get back to class, Nance. You were kicked out of school for being too slutty, remember?”
“Oh, yeah… right. Well, it’s not my fault all the boys wanted me and the big titties!”

Yariman, part 4

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September 6, 2015
Tom woke up. Something was wrong. Well, more wrong than normally. Looking down, he saw his big breast, which he had just received yesterday. But there was something different about them. A certain smell. Tom took his left boob with his hand and sniffed it. He indeed knew this smell. A memory popped up in his brain, he was sitting in front of a computer, watching porn. Then he remembered, this was his life now. The pleasure slut, the quite literal generous vagina for the Nelson family. After further inspection this wasn’t the Nelson’s home though. This wasn’t his room, not that he’d be allowed to use it often during the night anyway. He panicked. What was the last memory he had? Jim. Jim standing in front of him. He said something. What was it? “But she has a boyfriend and I need you to sleep with him”, the student’s voice echoed through Tom’s mind. For a moment Tom wanted to check if there was a man sleeping next to him, but eventually decided against it. He didn’t know if he’d panic, so he decided to just leave as quiet as possible. After a couple of minutes he left the bedroom and entered the living room, when he noticed his boobs shaking more than usual. Tom didn’t want to look down. He didn’t want to see these breasts more than he had to, so he just tried to finger them in a better place. After that failed he just carried on. Now came the most important part. Tom had watched enough movies to know that the moment where the one-night-stand tries to leave the house is usually the moment where the other person finds them. Tom though, got lucky. He closed the front door and wanted to run away, when he noticed one thing: He had no idea where he was.

A happy ending

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When I visited Happy ending Massage parlor, I had no idea that I was going to be laying there, a gorgeous slim brunette covered in oil getting lowed by a 6 foot stud. I’m not an idiot, I know what a happy ending in a massage parlor means, but I figured I would get a handjob, maybe a blowjob. In hindsight I guess I should have been a little concerned when they had me fill out a bunch of legal forms, one of which said that this was an “irreversible life changing experience.” Read more

Thank God for the Femchamber

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The Femchamber saves lives. I went from a depressed man considering why I even bothered to breath to a happy female.
I love being a woman. The fact that I can move and sit without the annoying hinderance of male genitalia is perfect. I love the way I can wear dresses that allow air to get to my feminine crotch. I love my smooth skin and the pretty clothes. And believe me, I don’t understand men can’t stand living without a pair of breasts to play with.
In conclusion, as I hold my glass high between my girly hands, I can not thank the Femchamber enough for saving my life.

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