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“What do you think?”, Marc texted his crush Steve after sending a picture of himself.
Marc couldn’t remember the last day, he didn’t have to think about him. The first time he saw Steve, he was absolutely flabbergasted. He had never seen such a cute, intelligent and dominant man ever before. On top, he looked handsome as hell.
Too bad, that Steve was straight and there was apparently nothing that Marc could do about it. He could feel that they were on the same wavelength, but every time he wanted to seduce him, Steve made it very clear he didn’t want to have anything to do with a gay man.
As the dejected man he was, he felt the need to express his feelings to someone who could truly unterstand him. That someone was his grandmother. Unknown to him, she used to be a very powerfull witch and when she saw her sad grandson, she knew exactly how she could help him.
After some conversations she showed him a spell, with whom Marc could copy the body of anyone onto himself. He would only need a strand of hair of the person he wanted to be.
Since that, he assumed the form of nine sexy girls already, but none of them were approved by Steve.
As he was about to give up, he spotted a sexy long haired brunette on the subway. He jumped at the opportunity, pulled forcefully at her hair and ran away with a few strands while she screamed at him furiously.
At home he quickly cast the spell with her hair in his hands as he watched himself transform into her. He quickly stripped down naked to put on a sexy piece of lingerie and a skimpy top which he bought himself to show of his bodies to Steve.
Satisfied with his new looks, he posed himself in front of the mirror, his new ass on display, tilted his new pretty head and took a selfie for Steve, unsure if Steve would approve this body finally.
After some time, what seemed like an eternity for Marc, Steve finally wrote and Marc’s heart skipped a beat. Read more

Exchange

I got a message from Amy, my ex, “where are you? came home looking for you” she said. Home? what was she talking about, my home ain’t her home. “Just leave, I am not getting back with you” I wrote back. A couple of seconds later she sent another text, “You come here right now, or your roommate will pay for you”. I didn’t know what she was talking about, “just leave, or I am calling the cops” I told her. Read more

Abducted at night (part 1 .James)

Me and my friend Mike waited so long for this moment. It was summer and we decided to finally go on some vacations together. We packed our things and got into the car. Mike started the engine and we both left the town. “This is going to be awsome James” Mike said excited for this trip. We were in the middle of the way to our destination when the car engine started to overheat. “Damn it” Mike cursed seeing the smoke comming from under the hood. We barely made it to the mechanic when the car died a few meters before the workshop. Read more

Urges

– I don’t know baby maybe we could go a little slower and-ah!
– To hell with that! You always ate my pussy until I gave in and fucked you, now it’s your turn to experience that! I’m not letting you go until you orgasm or ask me to fuck you! I’ll show you how I like my pussy eaten!

Contaminated Lake (Part 5 of 5)

The group of friends let out a gasp as Nick began to change just has they had, not a single one spared from the reaction. Nick’s already long hair grew out even more as his as packed on some jiggle and his chest slowly puffed out into two ripe breasts. Feeling embarrassed Nick covered his new breasts as he felt the last of his manhood vanish between his legs. Read more

Hero(ine)

The door to the treasure room burst open, and the goblin’s body continued it’s way until it hit a wall. The child of the prophecy, whose parents had called Hero, then entered the room. He was confident, since it had been prophesied that he’d bring happiness to his kingdom. Now that he had cleaned that dungeon, he could bring wealth to all of his country… After taking his own share… Read more

Spread ‘Um

The officer told Larry to spread ‘um as he searched for drugs. Larry had other plans, and used a spell he found in an old spell book he happened across in the old house he was using to make drugs in. He hadn’t expected it to work, but thought what did he have to lose. It was a reverse payback spell with unforeseen consequences. Read more

Molly’s Exciting Mornings Part 3

I sat up in my bed, thinking about the past week. That’s how long it had been since I had accidentally given my sister Andi both my and my other sister, Cindy’s, breasts. I had looked through the spell book several times since then, but just couldn’t find a perfect spell to get my own tits back, without having to steal someone else’s. Andi and I had talked a few times through the past week, and somehow she was loving every moment of having her new huge J-cup tits. From what she said, Cindy had also gotten used to her new no-cup tits.
I looked down at my own chest and saw a similar sight to what my sister did. My nipples were barely even perky, sitting on my completely flat chest. The difference between Cindy’s and my bodies, however, was down below.
I threw the covers off the rest of my body and swung off my bed, landing looking at the mirror on my wall. There it was. While I may have no breasts to show up top, I at least have a nice ass to show down below. I walked away from the mirror, feeling my ass wobble slightly as I did so. My breasts may not shake anymore, but boy did I love the feeling of my ass shaking with the sway of my equally large hips. It was comforting in some strange way.
I knelt down and pulled the spell book out of a box in the bottom of my closet. I think Alexa might be catching on to me having found it, so I had to make sure it stayed hidden. I opened the dusty cover, and paged through it once again. There were plenty of spells for stealing breasts (and other parts) from other people, but nothing about just growing my own.
After reading a long list of different spells I decided I’d have to think on them a bit. Maybe I would have to steal somebody’s breast mass for my own, much as I didn’t want to…