“What the hell are you doing? Don’t you knock anymore?” I questioned. “Well excuse me, that did used to be my body, I think I’ve seen it all.” Adam quipped back. “I don’t care if it was your body, it’s clearly mine now and I don’t choose to be naked around you. You lost your privilege to see me naked and besides a woman needs her privacy.” I stammered. “Well you sure didn’t have a problem sharing my body with Jason last night.”
“Get over here Josh. I’m going to ruin that stupid little whore’s life. Amber wants to play games with me, just wait until I change her profile picture to a dick selfie. This medallion is amazing, you can’t tell the difference between me and Amber. After I upload this picture I think I will have a taste of you….Oops did I say that out loud?”
As his breasts grew and filled the cups of his bra and his hair fell into his face, Glen looked up as his buddy Ron.
“What?” Glen asked.
“Nothing…” Ron said shaking his head, “It’s just, how many times a week do you take these pills?”
Glen shrugged as he buttoned up his top, “I don’t know, maybe three times. Four times tops.” He said, blushing a bit.
“And you still don’t think they are bad news?” Ron asked.
Glen walked over to Ron and climbed onto his lap, “Do these feel like bad news to you?” He asked as he placed Ron’s hands on his chest, “Lets not worry about it tonight, besides I can quit anytime I want.”
“When I was a silly little boy I categorized women in one of four ways. Women were either mothers, virgins, sluts, or bitches. That was before I decided to become a woman. I hope you will get over losing your body but if you don’t I don’t give a shit. Nothing will stop me from running this company with my brains and the sheer power that wielding your pussy gives me. I make the rules here now. Now be a good little employee and pleasure me. I hope you enjoy eating yourself out.”
The last thing I remember, I was sitting in a bar.
And I was very much a man.
Now everything has changed. I am not sure how I managed to break through The Company’s brainwashing, but I was having a moment of clarity. It was as if I blinked at the bar and six months went by.
The Company changed me. My body and mind. They molded me into the perfect woman. One that takes orders and lives to please.
But now I was free.
Free from the mental conditioning but as reality set in and I saw my new body in the mirror of my cell, I knew my freedom would come at a price. I would be stuck as a woman for the rest of my life.
Dave coughed up a lung-full of smoke and put down the bong. Whatever he had bought it was much stronger than he was used to, he thought, as a familiar buzz scattered his focus. He had walked into his room ready to go to sleep when he had a strange urge to take off all his clothes. He fell back onto his bed completely naked, and closed his eyes. From his foggy thoughts sprang the image of a naked woman, with soft white skin, dirty blonde hair, and perky round breasts. Well, he thought, masturbating high is always fun. With his eyes still closed he started stroking his erection, as he imagined himself moving toward the woman, beginning to caress her chest. Wow, this feels so good, and so real, he thought as his arousal climbed. Suddenly he began to feel a tingling sensation in his chest, a swelling followed by inexplicable pleasure – he opened his eyes and looked down. What the fuck? He had a beautiful pair of breast resting gracefully atop on his chest and his hand left hand was already in the midst of a enthusiastic exploration of their bouncing flesh and hard nipples. I don’t think I was smoking was I thought I was smoking, he said aloud chuckling at this bizarre experience. Something in his unfocused train of thought compelled him to go on. He continued to stroke his cock, at the same time massaging what he assumed was an erotic hallucination hanging from his once hairy chest. He couldn’t explain how, but he felt his shoulders narrow and his arms slim. Looking down he saw the hair retract from his legs and reshape into the long slender sexiness of the woman in his thoughts. He began masturbating faster as he saw his stomach narrow and hips widen, a newly blossoming ass lifted him from the bed. A distinctly feminine moan began to replace his manly breathes as dirty blond hair appeared on the edges of his vision. He closed his eyes again as the pleasure was building, now feeling the nearly complete form of the woman from her point of view. His grip on his shrinking cock was slowly guided by some unseen force into the rapidly opening slit of a moist vagina. His fingers eagerly massaged the same symbol of womanhood that he had just seen on the woman before him, sliding in and out. He screamed as he came, a deep bliss that had been expanding in his abdomen that now exploded throughout every corner of his body.
“I’m kind of sorry it has to be this way. It sucks that you kind of didn’t get a say in the matter.” We had used an old spell we found and given ourselves a new lease on life. I had approached Rebecca and made her an offer I was afraid she would refuse. Rebecca surprised me though and had chosen to accept the offer and become Marcus. Rebecca had always entertained the idea of being a man and she chose the closest football star she could find. Rebecca now had what she wanted, a cock and a million dollar future. With Rebecca happy that left me wide open to have what I wanted and fill the recent vacancy and become Rebecca. I couldn’t begin to describe my excitement as the new Marcus slid his cock into me and I moaned with pleasure. The old Marcus was now left stuck in my old body and forced to watch me ride his old body. “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of Marcus, you know the old saying once you go black…..”
Dan finally had an answer. For the past few weeks he has been finding hints at his roommate Matt’s hidden secret: panties in the laundry, makeup in the bathroom cabinet, a wig in the closet. But yesterday he found the one thing that would erase all doubt – a receipt for an expensive body suit off an shady website left out on the kitchen counter. Every Saturday afternoon Dan would normally work, saying goodbye Matt at 10am and not seeing him again until close to 7pm. But today, Dan came back hoping to find his roommate in a compromising position…..
Tyler and Mark had both made the same choice. After finishing graduate school, they decided that instead of continuing to pursue a career in nanite research in a conventional setting like a government lab or a corporate basement, with all of their various rules and limitations, they’d both go somewhere with more possibility. They both decided to go work on The Island of Dr. Muerue. Dr. Muerue was one of the original pioneers of nanite research, and had used the money he’d made to buy an island for himself in the south pacific where he could conduct experiments with less scrutiny. People spoke in hushed rumors of the island, but few ever saw it.
Ok, so maybe I asked my girlfriend for sex too often. Ok, and maybe when we did screw I was a lot more interested in treating her as a sex object than as a woman. Ok, and maybe that was all a dumb idea when I knew she was a witch the whole time. But this seems extreme for a punishment.