Experiment Complete

“Experiment is complete, you are now a woman! My gender ray was a success it appears, but I will have to do more tests to be sure,” said the scientist Mr. Woo.

“Experiment is complete, you are now a woman! My gender ray was a success it appears, but I will have to do more tests to be sure,” said the scientist Mr. Woo.

“What was that?” Henry asked his wife.
“What do you mean?” Melanie said
“I mean you and Kevin. You two were sneaking together to the kitchen and chated behind my back. If i didn’t knew you so well i would tought you two have an affair”.
“I would never!” Melanie tried to defend herself
“I know babe. But i was getting a litle jealous that you focused more on Kevin than me” Henry said
“I just wanted to know him better, since we never talked to much” Melanie explained “You know you’re the only man in my life” she smiled
Henry approached his wife and embraced her. “You will have to reward me for that at home” He said unawere that his wife Melanie was really Kevin.

Brandon was always joking around. Most people got that, and understood it. His jokes were sometimes in bad taste—ok, ok, most times—but he was so charming people wouldn’t mind it for too long.
So, yeah. Your probably wondering how this happened, boss, am I right? Okay, it’s kinda a long story…..ok, ok, I’m telling it. So you know how you keep telling me illegal substances and magic don’t mix? So, I was at this party last not, and they were passing around this really weird stuff, and….well….there were these guys who keep messing with me all night, like a half a dozen of of them, and, well, I had that cursed amulet you had me hold onto—you know, the one which amplifies magical power? Anyway, I was just going to turn one of them, you know, so the rest would start messing with them and not me, and, well……

The girl’s soccer team was in the regional semi-finals for the first time in years. For the first time, all the pieces had fallen together perfectly. They had come together as a team over the season. Then came the crash.

My wife and I always had a ok sex life, but one day I asked her if we could spice it up with another couple. She was surprised and angered that she wasn’t good enough for me to just be with her.
My wife went to her friend who was a witch and devised a plan unknown to me, she then came back to me and to my surprise agreed to the foursome, as long as she picked who and I could not know who. I agreed, it was the least I could do for her allowing me to go thru with this fantasy.
So right before we met are luck couple she made me a drink, to calm me nerves that was when I pasted out when I awoke I was bent over with long blond hair enjoying a new sensation(the girl on the right). My wife looked at me and said i hope you enjoy this sister it should spice up you sex life with your new man, it sure will with mine!! oooooohhh
Idling at my computer, generally just messing around. It was a slow day and I had decided to keep it that way.
When I browsed the net for funny pictures my conversation bar began to flash. Somebody wanted to start a chat with me.
Clicking the bar the name “Sandra Cromwell” appeared. The hot girl from work? Why did she start a conversation with me? Could it be…?
Regardless of the reason the outcome could only be good.
So I accepted the convo.

“Okay…so let me get this straight…” a soft voice emitted from a rather young man bound up by the wrist by some yellow glowing halo like object while trying to sit up properly on the uncomfortable brick flooring by the pool, “Y-you are an alien…not here to destroy the world, recon, or even do diplomacy…your just here on vacation!?” The soft voice of the young man turned raspy as he screamed at his Milf of a neighbor Rebbecca sprawled out on her back in her underwear no less on top of her chair. Sighing loudly from having to hear this kids question over and over again in different forms.

I had just started classes at a new college. I had no friends yet. On my first class I met a beautiful blonde girl. She was smart, and hot. But the weird part was nobody would talk to her. I don’t know why everyone just appeared to ignore her. I talked to her, she was funny, and I could tell she enjoyed talking to me.
This is a lost cause, I still look girly as hell, even with this hair. I think that I could even go with the face, maybe I could pass as a very young boy, and, at least, I would still be male for the world. But I’m so small now; I’m tiny, smooth and so fucking delicate. And my chest, they are the worse, I guess. I bet I couldn’t hide these damned breasts even with all the tape in the world; they are so big, even more, glued on this petite body.