“Wow, babe! When you said you wanted to do something kinky for our anniversary, I didn’t think you meant have sex in the park! You were right, it’s great having sex outdoors!”
“Oh, ooh! See? I told you! Ah! Harder, baby, fuck me harder!”
“Oh, yeah! And to think, it’s been one whole year since I arrested you and that weird ex-boyfriend of yours for having public sex right here in this same park. What was his name again?”
“Ooooh! Uh… Checkers… Yeah, he was a total animal!”
“Uh… look, Doc… I know I was just here a week ago and shit, but I kinda need you to undo what you did.”
“Really, Gina? I’m surprised! You said that you wanted breasts that size because your boyfriend Fredo loved big breasts…”
“Well yeah, I do- …I mean, yeah he does, which is why I, I mean HE hooked up with Big-Titty Tina last night, so… she dumped me, I mean, I dumped his ass! So now I want you to reduce these tits!”
“Oh, well I’m sorry Gina, but that won’t be possible. Don’t you remember that you agreed to be enlarged by my new experimental growth formula? There’s no way to reverse the effects.”
“WHAT?! You mean you didn’t just stick in implants like THIS?! Fuck, that bitch Gina didn’t tell me that! After she found out I cheated on her, she had her crazy gypsy aunt switch our bodies, and now you’re tellin’ me that I’m stuck with these giant, fat titties?!”
“Oh… yes, I’m afraid so… Fredo, I presume? Well, actually it is a good thing that you stopped by. Since you’ll be the one in Gina’s body from now on, I should let you know that you should expect your breast to continue to grow. After all,I am still testing the formula.”
It was the fourth date with Liz since i met her. All went well and i have planned to invited her home this night. I was also a little bit stressed because she told me she was really hard to pleased in sex, so i have to man up. With no surprises she agreed to go home and we began to make out. She haven’t lied, she was a tigress in bed and it was hard for me to follow. I tryed my best but after ten minutes of pure exctasy, i cracked and released my load. It was the best i could do but she seem not satisfied at all. “Is it the best you can do? I haven’t have an orgasm! Ok, i will have to do this myself.” she said to me. I thought she was implying masturbation but instead she waved her hand to me and i felt my body quickly change in shape. In an instant i was no longer a man. A quick glance to the mirror attended to the bed confirmed me i was now a feminine verion of myself with long brown hair, a cute face and generous breasts and buttocks. I turned to Liz and saw a man who strangely looked like Liz and realised the same gender swap had happen to her. Liz kissed my feminine lips and began her work on my body. And god, she was good at this. I almost forgot a man was touching me and let me go. In a few minutes i was on my knee with Liz digging in my pussy with her cock from behind. And the worst was i enjyd myself being fucked like that. When she released her blow in me i experienced the most incredible orgasm i had felt in my life. I collapse on the bed, in extasy, unable to move. “Ah i hope it felt as good for you that it was for me” said Liz with her voice changing from man to woman. I watch her returning to her original sexy form and lie down beside me on the bed. “It felt amazing” i managed to say, but as i looked at my still feminine body i ask, “when did i go back to be a man?”. I was pretty shocked when she said “you don’t”. “Sorry but i can only change a person one time, exept me of course. Plus, you weren’t man enough to satisfy me, it suit you more to be a woman now. Don’t look sad, with a body like yours, you will find a cute guy really quick and fuck you like i did, you seem to really enjoy it” She said before saying goodbye and good luck and leave. Leaving me alone on the bed, trying to compose on the fact that my life as a guy was over and wondering if i could live as a woman now.
He bent over the hood of what use to be his prized racing car feeling the material the mini-dress stretch tight across his now plump ass. Looking over his shoulder he could see the camera flashes and leering eyes of the catcalling onlookers. Hard to believe just a few days ago he had been one of the best street racers in the city, and now he was just another scantily clad promogirl.
For almost everyone on earth something changed when the GreatShift hit. People who lived on their own had it sort of easy, they could come to terms with their new bodies alone. For families it was different, since an emergency-law requiered them to stay together, no matter what bodies they got.
When Justin, the 11 year old son of the Greenbank family, came out of the pool during their first vacation after the GS his mom was annoying him again. “Justin, your bikini top! Remember we are not at home and you’ve got a big chest now and you are a 32 year old woman!” The psychologists gave the advice to parents to tell their kids how the real situation is, that way they could learn and accept faster what has changed for them.
“Moreover mom is into hot girls and women now” she added a bit embaressed while trying to hide her errect penis she got from that 22 year old guy whose body she had now. “Sorry mom. There’s always something with these things on my chest, I don’t like them. I don’t even want to wear a bra, I never had to … and I especially don’t like that I got the name of my stupid sister by coincidence” the former Justin, now Kaitlyn, added. “Your sister has it hard enough now! She went from being a 19 year old girl to a balding 43 year old man named Peter. And now put on your top again young lady! I have it hard enough since I’m alone with you two on vacations. Your dad would be here if he could, but the law says he has to perform all events as Katy Perry … so until he .. um she, gets back here you do what I say, you got that Kaitlyn?!” With that Justin pouted and put back his heavy D-cups into the bikini. “I hate the Great Shift … “
“Is it milk time yet, mistress?” Janine said, on her hands and knees on the kitchen floor. It had taken six months for Ellis to turn her into an obedient milk-cow, but she had finally done it.
“Hmm, I think it is,” Ellis said, her J-cup tits bouncing in her tight bra as she walked over to Janine, the milking machine in her hands. “We have to keep the supply up, after all!” She had finally decided to sell Janine’s milk, and it had been quite the successful venture. Tons of girls of all sizes came and bought it by the gallons. They didn’t know where it came from, and Ellis was pretty sure they didn’t care. And Janine was too obedient to tell anybody.
Ellis hooked up the pump to Janine’s nipples, and the cow let out a soft moan as the milk was pulled from her heavy full breasts. Ellis no longer cared about the woman kneeling on the floor, who used to be her boyfriend. No, now she only cared about the milk she produced, and the money it would make her. She stroked her cow’s long hair, and watched as her udders deflated.
While my father showered I got dressed quickly so I could be out of the room and back in the guest room before he was gone. I found a pair of gym shorts that rose high up my thigh but were quite loose enough for my liking. I slipped on one of my dad’s t-shirts, once again going braless, and made my way back to the only place I could avoid people, the guest room.
“Hey baby,” my girlfriend cooed at me as she towered over my shrunken form. “How about you, maybe…rub one out for me again? I can see you’re already getting hard down there, and I know you love your view of the new me.” Ever since she had spiked my breakfast with that stupid potion, I had been shrinking, and she had been growing. Oh, not in height, though I’m sure she had gotten some of that. No, this morning her chest had been flat as a board, just as it had always been. Her butt barely stuck out at all, and her body shape was what some would call “rectangular”. But regardless of all of that, I loved her.
But for as beautiful as I always told her she was, it seemed she had had a…different opinion. So she tricked me into drinking some potion. I had no idea where she got it from, but it didn’t take long for me to realize its effects. After breakfast she had told me to come upstairs. When I entered the bedroom, I was greeted with one of my favorite sights: her naked body, laying on our bed. I smirked at her, and she returned the expression. “Come on,” she had said. “How about we start this day off right?” Of course, I obliged.
The changes began when I had finished. I could see small buds forming beneath her nipples now, and when we stood up I could swear she had gotten taller, and curvier. I just shrugged it off, and went about my day.
That night came another love session, and the night after that another, by the third night, when I finished, it was already too late. We went to sleep, and the next morning is when the shock came.
We got out of bed together, and as soon as our feet both hit the floor and we stood next to each other, I knew instantly something was wrong.
“Hey sweetie,” I had said timidly. “Since when were you so tall?” She stood at a foot taller than me now, at least. In looking up at her, I couldn’t help but notice her breasts too. They were now large A-cups, maybe small Bs.
She just smiled down at me, and explained everything about the potion. How she had slipped it to me, and how now every time I came, I would get smaller, and it would make her even sexier.
One of the first things I learned about Julie was that she has a hyper-powered libido. While we were dating, it thrilled me. She’s super-hot, and we were having sex all the time in all sorts of places and positions. It was so exciting that I couldn’t help to propose to the woman out of sheer lust-fueled adoration. But now that we are bound by eternal matrimony, I can’t help feeling paranoid about her insatiable need for sex.
I’ve been especially concerned about the office where Julie works. She’s the only woman in a department full of intelligent, strong, handsome, and ambitious men. No straight male could ever resist a woman as hot as my wife. And knowing how much my wife craved sex, how could she resist such an alluring opportunities that surrounded her all day long? Of course, whenever I confronted Julie about it, she would deny any impropriety, instead asking why I was so obsessed with the men in her office. We were still having plenty of sex, so there was no reason I should have been concerned, but I couldn’t help my paranoia. Months of anguished wondering finally drove me to desperate measures.
After a few mishaps in college, I had given up all magical endeavors, but I dusted off my spell book to get to the bottom of my concerns. One simple possession spell, and I was able to experience a day in my wife’s fashionable high heels.
It was a bit weird at first, being in my Julie’s body. I had never possessed a woman before. It was challenging enough to figure out the complexities of a bra or pantyhose, but there was the added challenge of becoming accustomed to new anatomy. Having breasts is so much more complicated and distracting than I ever could have imagined, especially when their as sensitive as Julie’s. I get a little thrill of arousal just adjusting my bra. And arousal is another thing that’s VERY different. Instead of focused pleasure asserting itself in my groin, the warmth that starts between my legs soon spreads, tingling in every nerve of my body. It’s gotten more and more intense all day, and it gets worse every time I catch a whiff of someone’s cologne or hear the rough timber of a man’s deep voice. In my wife’s smaller body, they all seem even more powerful and attractive. I can just imagine how good it would feel to have their strong hand squeezing and caressing this sensitive body. I can feel moisture gushing in my Julie’s pussy just thinking about it. It’s so distracting!
Obviously someone with a sex drive as intense as Julie’s can’t help getting turned on in an office like this. After six hours, even the plainer looking guys seem like they would be fun to play around with. The only trouble is, none of them have approached me all day. There hasn’t been the slightest flirtation or hint of familiarity, not even a subtle hint at any sort of sexual misconduct. It’s so unthinkable that I even started putting myself out there. I loosened the buttons on my blouse (I mean, my wife’s blouse), I dropped things intentionally so that I could bend over and stick my ass in the air as I picked them up, and I even followed guys into the supply closet, squeezing around them so that my juicy tits would press up against their hard bodies.
Still nothing. Maybe Julie has been telling me the truth all this time and she’s really not having an affair with anyone. But with all of my messing around, I’ve gotten her body insanely worked up. I just have to make it a couple more hours until the workday is done and I can go home to break the spell, but I’m so horny that if I stay in this body much longer, I may do something unthinkable. I know I want to be faithful to Julie, but if I am Julie… No, this is crazy. I just can’t think right. Maybe if I play with myself a little, I can take the edge off and clear my head. Oh god it feels good to touch myself. And it’s even hotter to do it with all these men so close. I wonder how many times I can orgasm before 5:00. Or maybe someone will notice and finally offer to drive his cock up my pussy give me a good fucking. Mmmmm yes. That’s just what I need . . .
For the rest of the first day I hung out in the guest room on my phone avoiding the rest of the family. I’d changed out of the blue dress and into a pair of grey sweats and a green t-shirt. Of course I took the bra off, freeing my chest from it’s constricting straps. I might have kept my underwear on, if for only in the interest of not having to put my hands near my crotch, if it wasn’t a damn thong. I knew I couldn’t relax with that elastic string up my ass so I peeled it down my hips and out of my ass then kicked it across the room. By mistake I caught a glimpse of my crotch in the mirror, and it grossed me out to no end to see my mother’s naked bottom half. I quickly pulled up a pair of sweats, only to find that they clung to my mother’s curvy midsection and really called attention to her butt, now my butt. I groaned as I jumped onto the bed. I laid on my front and played on my phone, but found myself shifting again and again in an effort to get comfortable. When I realized it was my boobs that wouldn’t let me get comfortable while I laid on them I let out another annoyed sigh and laid on my back, where I found that, without a bra, they both spilled to either side, making them jiggle whenever I moved my arms. There was no winning.