Liam walked into the apartment he shared with his roommates Terry and Chris and froze. It was quiet. Too quiet….He had a very strange feeling about this. As he walked inwards he heard giggling coming from the bathroom. Feminine giggling. He frowned in thought. Did Chris or Terry have a date tonight? It sounded like there was more than one girl in there……
Later at the bathroom at a party Randy and Megan attended, Megan was just leaving the bathroom, as Tad walked in with a big mouth.
It had been two days since Johnny possessed his best mate’s moms body and he’s enjoyed every last minute of it. He had to call in sick twice but it was okay because she owned her own business and therefore could have time off pretty much whenever she wanted. This meant that Johnny had two days to do whatever he wanted and what he wanted to do was pleasure himself using Mrs. Swanson’s body to his heart’s content. He spent the days while James was at school dressing up and roleplaying as Mrs. Swanson even going out shopping to the mall and buying some kinky lingerie and a dildo of which he used to pleasure himself through the night while James was asleep. In fact, Johnny was quite surprised James hadn’t called him out yet. Johnny had told him that he would probably be in someone’s body over the next few days but he thought he’d have noticed his mom’s lack of hygiene and her new ignorance when it came to cooking tea, Johnny simply telling James to cook it himself then disappearing back into Mrs. Swanson’s bedroom. He’d also rung up his own mom telling her that ‘Johnny’ was “staying at theirs for the next few days to do a school project”, his mom totally bought it which meant that Johnny had 100% freedom to have as much fun as he wanted in Mrs. Swanson’s body. And that he had. But Johnny had been in her body for a long time now and knew that either James was going to spot his mom’s weird behavior or his own mom would be wondering when he was coming home. So Johnny decided that it was time to leave her body. So he got in the bath and had one last celebratory masturbation session before cleaning off her body thoroughly. He figured that if she found herself in the bath she wouldn’t be concerned since when he possessed her she had just gotten out of the bath. So as he took his last gropes of her huge breasts he recited the reverse spell. Mrs. Swanson’s body froze momentarily as she regained control. Her hand’s unconsciously carried on the motion that Johnny had been doing grabbing at her breasts before then realizing what she was doing. She looked down at her breasts wondering how she’d gotten to where she was. Looking up she glanced at the clock. ’21:42’ it read. ”What?” She said to herself completely confused. She’d gotten in the bath at 14:00, had she really been in it for nearly 8 hours she thought. She arose from the tub grabbing a towel. As she dried her body, which for some reason was now sore in certain intimate places, she tried to figure out how on earth she had completely forgotten 8 hours of her life. Little did she know right now that it had actually been 55 hours that she’d lost. Johnny laughed thinking about what her reaction would be when she discovered this as he walked the mile home looking forward to the comfort of his bedroom.
Spells R’ Us recently started producing their own line of sex-toys. They promised to change human sexuality as the world knew it. Their most popular feature was their “Play Before You Pay” promotion. The idea was to ensure that the consumer was getting exactly what they wanted through first-hand experience.
“I’ve checked dad’s bedroom and the living room. I was at the attic and in the garage. The kitchen also seems to be clear. Damn it! Where did she hid the spellbook!” Timmy was pulling his hair. He turned the whole house upside down in order to find the spellbook which swapped his body with Karen, his dad’s girlfriend. Karen used the book on him to teach him a lesson. She was tired of his attitude and came up with an idea that a few days in her shoes will change his mind. While Karen was enjoying the time with Timmy’s friends the poor boy was starting to panic as he couldn’t find the book.
“I need to find it before dad comes home, he can’t see me like that” Timmy didn’t even want to think about what his father will do with him in this body, after all he was unaware of the swap and it was too embarrasing for Timmy to tell him the truth.
Karen on the other hand had a great time. She thought that maybe she could extend their swap for longer. It won’t hurt Timmy to live her life for a bit, eventually he will get used to be his dad’s lovely girlfriend.
“So, you’re Kent’s cousin, Clara, huh?”
“Yes, Lois, I mean… Ms. Lane.”
“Wow, they sure do gr-“
“‘Grow em big in Kansas’? Yeah.”
“Oh… I see Clark told you that one, huh? Um, sorry, but you just… stand out.”
“Mm-hm. Well, I’ll be working here at the Planet now, kind of taking Clark’s place. It’s… nice to meet you.”
“Yeah, about that, so Kent transferred to the Star City Daily Planet, eh? That’s too bad. Seemed like we were starting to hit it off…”
“You were… I mean, Clark said that you were. Anyway, I, uh, wrote my first article, and I was wondering if you could give it a look before I submit it to Perry, er- Mr. White.”
“Wow! Submitting your work straight to Perry when the ink on your journalism degree is still fresh? That’s impressive, Smallville!”
“Yeah, well… it seemed like I didn’t learn anything in school that I didn’t already know. Plus Mr. White seems to like me… a lot.”
“Hmm, can’t imagine why… ‘Pink Kryptonite A Hoax, Mxyzptlk Still On The Loose’? That little imp is still running amok?”
“I’m afraid so. The only reason Superman couldn’t stop Bizarro last week was because a new pink kind of kryptonite did something to me, I mean HIM, but it turns out that it was all just a cruel joke made by Mxyzptlk.”
“Well, where’s Superman now?”
“He seems to be gone for now… he confronted Mxyzptlk and demanded that he fix what he did, but that only… blew things out of proportion.”
What is true happiness? I picked on odd time to start getting philosophical. There’s a man on the just outside of this bathroom waiting to fuck my brains out, and I’m so wet that I’m already leaking through my panties. But after all that I’ve gone through I can’t help but feel a little trepidation.
They say the grass is always greener on the other side, that the secret to happiness is just learning to be content with what you have. And I tried – I really did. For years and years, I tried to accept the fact that I was born a man and be content. For all I learned about ways to present transgendered, to use hormone replacement therapy, even to surgically modify a body. I heard stories about people who completely changed their lives. But I was convinced that none of it could truly make me happy if I wasn’t happy with myself as I was.
So what am I doing here, face perfectly made up, curves encased in sexy lingerie, and libido coursing, getting ready for this stranger to make a woman out of me? It was a moment of weakness. I didn’t think the wishing ring I found in that old pawn shop would really work, but that sliver of discontent in my heart made me impulsive. After years of working to accept my masculinity, I tried to seize the easy way out. One wish, the shopkeeper had warned me, that’s all you get. I knew exactly what I wanted.
There was silence, stillness. My heart was beating almost as hard as it is now. You can’t imagine my thrill when an electrical jolt charged through my blood stream. Trembling and panting, I rushed to the full length mirror in my bedroom. There, I watched as the hard male traits I had struggled so long to accept dissolved into soft, feminine curves. My whole body shrank slightly, my waist pinched in as hips and ass flared out. With each gasping breath, the flesh on my chest budded, swelled, and ballooned into generous breasts. The hair I had always kept buzzed grew in long blonde rivers. And my penis, the organ I had always believed I would have to embrace to be happy, disappeared inside my body as a brand new vagina formed. My vagina. I was a woman.
In the delirium of that moment, I got carried away. Miraculously, all my clothes had been transformed as well. I hurriedly got dressed in the sexiest outfit I could find and hit the town. A few hours later, and here I am, about to make my wish complete with an action I had always believed would fulfill me, but had never pursued until now. Can you blame me for hesitating? Maybe the thing I thought I always wanted won’t be so great after all. Maybe this was all a mistake. Maybe I’ve given up my entire life to only be more miserable than ever. Or maybe . . . maybe, I’ll be happier than I’ve ever thought possible. I think it’s time to find out.
I laid up restless in my bed. I had been sent to this damn Slut School for talking back to my Dad a few months back and it was hell. I’ve been slowly seeing myself change into a girl, being taught girly things and them trying to slutify me,
I woke up with excitement, I had been looking forward to this day for weeks, my cousin Matt was coming to visit. I hadn’t seen Matt for a few years, we’re the same age and we were close as kids but when his dad got a new job and he moved to a different state we lost touch. The other day though he shot me an email saying he would be back in town to look at some colleges and wanted to hang out and catch up. I was really excited I had stories to tell and couldn’t wait to catch up with him. He gave me his number and said he’d call when he was at my house.
I had to admit this was quite unprecedented. Throughout all my years as a body hopper, I’ve never had a host die while I was possessing them. Ever since I first discovered my powers, I’ve been very careful going about using them. After my first body hop (a jock named Cameron who was giving my original body a beating), I found that I could exist in a metaphysical state, floating about unnoticed by the people around me. I found I couldn’t exist in that state forever though as I’d start to feel myself fade into darkness after about a day and would have to find a new host. After my first hop, I knew I had to choose my next host carefully, as i could only perform a hop once every ten years. Luckily I would retain all the memories from my previous hosts as well as gain all memories and skills of my new host. I also found that the hosts i’d leave would continue the lives I led as them, retaining any changes in personality and lifestyle I’d imposed upon them. My latest host was a man name Terrence Stackhouse, who I found lived a rather decadent lifestyle. He was a bit older than the potential hosts i usually considered, but he already had a life of luxury, and I had just spent the last twenty years touring the world as a concert pianist and was ready for some relaxation. It was just my second month in Terry’s body, and I was enjoying a weekend away at one of his, or my, many country houses. I had just received an amazing blow job from my lovely trophy wife before she headed out into town to go shopping. I lied down to take a nap and just as I was about to fall asleep I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I rolled over onto the floor and the next thing i knew, I was in my metaphysical form looking down at my host’s dead body. I immediately knew I was in trouble as I felt myself fading more than I’d ever felt before. Panicking, I remembered that Terry’s teenage daughter was upstairs in her room. I quickly possessed her, not wanting to find out what happens when I completely fade away.
I immediately felt the new sensations of my new body and how foreign it all felt. I couldn’t help but laugh a bit to myself. throughout all these years and all these hops, I’ve never even once considered hopping into a girl. After living through multiple lifetimes, here was something that was completely new. The sensation of having breasts and wearing a bra, the feeling of wearing panties. I looked down and started admiring my new body. Taking a peak in my pants, I wondered what female orgasm would feel like. I actually felt giddy, after nearly two hundred years, I finally found a whole new world to explore.