My life was pretty lame, I was overweight, no friends, no life. Here I was on my 30th birthday having a birthday cake by myself. Yeah things were pretty sad. As the waitress brought me my cake, a look of pity in her eye. My eyes were caught by a blonde teenager a few tables away. I could see her talking and laughing with her friends, thoroughly enjoying life. Looking down at my cake I sighed and wished “I wish I could have a life as fulfilling as hers.”
“Holy shit this woman has some huge nipples,” Fran said looking through the app. “But, her tits are just the right size…” her voice trailed off as she selected Rosa’s picture.
Just like the others who used the app, her small chest swelled instantly, growing multiple cup sizes in moments. Finally when the growth had settled, she lifted her stretched shirt to examine them.
“Woah, these things are huge!” she said, extremely pleased with her new bust. “I didn’t know big boobs sloshed around so much though,” she thought just before giving one of her new tits a squeeze. A droplet of milk squirted from her engorged nipple. Fran just started at it in shock. She didn’t know this is what happened when you swapped with a pregnant woman.
And with no baby to feed, we hope she’s thirsty.
“Oh, so that’s your fantasy, Beth?” Mark said, playfully licking his finger as his wife stepped out of the machine sporting enlarged tits, wavy pink hair, balls and a ten-inch cock springing between her legs.
Charlie’s wife Clarissa was a lovely girl with raven locks, but Charlie was unhappy about how prim and submissive she was. Many men might enjoy that, but not Charlie. A woman’s place was not to stay home or in the kitchen, but rather to be outgoing, confident, and strong—Charlie believed this fervently.
A skirt, a blouse, tigh-high socks. Sexy, yet mock-innocent school girl. Of all the outfits she had worn, that was the one her Daddy had had the hardest time ignoring. So that was the right outfit. No panties, no bra. If everything went according to plan, she wouldn’t need that.
Dominik (18) war ein Fan von Superhelden Comics. Er träumte immer davon auch ein Superheld zu sein, aber er wusste, dass sie sein Wunsch nie erfüllen würde. Eines Tages fand er eine Pakte, das an ihn adressiert war. Er war ohne Absender. Als er es öffnete, fand er einen Zettel und eine kleine Flasche mit einer roten Flüssigkeit.
Dominik war genervt von den Reportagen im Fernsehen. Ständig gab es Berichte über irgentwelche russischen Millionäre die in Kitzbühl oder St. Moritz die Sau raus ließen.
“Wen interressiert diese Scheiße.” sagte er laut. “Ich möchte gerne mal verstehen, was so toll daran ist, Schmuck im Wert von 10000€ zu kaufen.
Diese russischen Trophy-Weiber sind grausam.
Von den Klamotten bis zu den Brustimplantaten, alles zahlt der Kerl. So ein Leben möchte ich auch haben.”
My older brother,Zach, has annoyed me all of my life. He is self centered, sexist, and generally a jerk. I was thrilled when he went off to college, and even decided to stay local for college myself just so I could actually enjoy family time without him for once. Needless to say, I was incredibly bummed when I found out he was moving back with the family after not being able to find a job. I needed some retail therapy, so I headed off to the mall.
Brian had been a misogynist for some time before he finally met his match. Although he felt silly wearing this form-fitting blue top and purple skirt and high heels, the time had long passed for complaining. His wife had found some stupid spell to swap their bodies and she was gonna make him pay.
‘I sure hope this peps up his day at the office’, I mused as I sent a nude snapchat to my Husband. My inner monologue fought back, ‘Was he even into this? Stop your doubts, you know he is.’