Nick was the school loner and dreaded his class’s frequent outings. Today they were at the beach and he watched sadly from the far end of the shore as the popular jocks with their jacked torsos flirtatiously tried impressing the hot cheerleaders dressed in revealing bikinis.
As the water ran down Mark’s body, he began to feel weird. His body hair was all falling out upon contact with the water, his skin becoming smooth as it does.
I don’t know how… I don’t know why. Time for me repeats like an endless loop. How much time has passed? Who is doing this to me? Every attempt to escape this loop pulls me back. I am afraid. I have been resisting my urges, struggling to keep sane. I’m scared but at the same time I am frustrated. The sensations… they keep building up. Part of me wants to put up a fight but, part of me wants to find release. The release I’ve been denied over.. and over.. again. *moan*
“I said that you wouldn’t believe me.” I stuttered. “You sound completely crazy Matt. Your telling me that you want to take my place at work? That you think you can actually convince other people that your me. You can’t even feed me this line of bullshit with a straight face.” Ashley laughed. “Look I know it sounds insane, but please please just let me do this. It’s a win-win situation for both of us. You get all the days off that you want and I finally get to spend time as an actual woman instead of having to crossdress.” I begged. “So your telling me that this old tacky medallion will turn you into a copy of me?” Ashley questioned. “Yes from what I can tell, I will be an exact duplicate of you, I will look like you, sound like you, even smell like you. I just need some of your clothes that you have recently worn. Please I’m begging you Ashley, let me impersonate you, I’ll go to work for you, I’ll do all the shit you don’t want to do while you relax. I’ll owe you huge for this.” I pleaded. I could tell that Ashley had some reservations and it did sound ridiculous for me to ask to just borrow her life. “Hmm I’ve never had anyone beg me to be me before, it’s kind of creepy and really flattering at the same time. I guess since it is you though I will help out one of my besties. I could use a break to get caught up on my reading. If your going to pull it off though you need to go all the way. Here take my cell phone, everyone knows I don’t go anywhere without it, just don’t be an ass on my social media accounts. Here is my purse, your going to need my ID’s and here is the keys to my car. I’m putting alot of trust in you right now so I guess you will need this.” Ashley dropped the straps to her bra and pulled it through her shirt. I was ecstatic as Ashley extended the bra out to me and smirked. “Here your going to want this now. So let’s see it. Put on my bra and get to being me bitch. You better hurry though or your going to be late for work “Ashley”.”
“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.