Let Me Be Your Daughter For A Little While

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“Oh, come on Mum can’t we go home now?”
“Why, Christine darling we are having a beautifully extravagant time?” Explained Rhonda (left).
“I’m Christian Mum and a boy remember” argued Christine/Christian (right).
“Not at the moment you’re not. You’re my beautiful little girl, boobs and vagina and all” smiled Rhonda.
“But it’s so strange walking in public as a girl especially in these tight pants. I look like a slut”
“How can it be strange? I’ve done it all my life. And those pants don’t make you look slutty, you are wearing them for comfort and plus they make your booty look great” persisted Rhonda.
“When do I change back to a boy?” Quizzed Christine/Christian.
“Christine, my dear, why would you change back? As a woman people pay attention to you. Especially when you look as sexy as you do. Plus, don’t you love having no junk in between your legs so you can where clothes like this and don’t have to be concerned about squashing things” debated Rhonda.
“I have found it a bit more comfortable” she admitted.
“I’m not surprised with a magnificent ass like yours when you sit it would be like a cushion. A plump juicy sexy cushion” Rhonda was beginning to win her son over to remaining as her daughter.
“And it is fun having boobs. That’s for sure” laughed Christine/Christian.
“Well Christian, do you want to stay like this for a little while longer just to try it out?”
“Mum, don’t be so silly, call me Christine. Let me be your daughter for a little while.”

A Mother’s Work 3

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Jason knew there was no avoiding this. He had known from the beginning when his mom, after forcibly switching their bodies using that damned coin, emphasized the fact that he, Jason, now had a husband. And there was almost no denying it now, at least in the literal sense. How could he deny it when looking down he saw his two slender hands, adorned with long nails and a wedding band, unbuttoning zipping the fly down of a man, who until today he’d known as his, father. Jason knew the truth and his mother did too, but to the rest of the world he was Helen, 49 year old mother of two and wife to John, and it was their anniversary. Read more

Just let me take a selfie so you can remember me

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When the world became overpopulated by males the government had to act. To combat this they began changing males into females.
Richie was randomly chosen to take part in the program. He was taken by a pair of government officials to a mysterious building. Here they took him into a chamber.
Then he was stripped of his clothes and left in there. Lights began to flash and the loud hum of a machine became almost deafening. Richie felt his entire body burn as he suddenly shrunk. His head felt like it was being pulled from all directions as his facial features changed and long blonde hair sprouted from his skull. Next his hips expanded which gave him womanly curves. His rear end filled which gave him great pleasure as his plump feminine ass formed. Next breasts balloned from his chest which gave him a warm and sexual feeling. Then came the final stage and the pivotal one. His penis and testicles retracted inside him to become a moist slit which formed his vagina.
The first thing Richie did when he, or she, was released was run for a mirror. She couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked with her pristine white teeth, her gorgeous green eyes, her round breasts and her tempting bum.
“What’s your new name gonna be miss?” Asked the government man who was holding a clipboard.
“Rose”
“That is one beautiful name for a beautiful lady Rose”
“Why thank you sir” replied Rose who was clearly humbled by the compliment.
“I guess you best be on your way miss Rose”
“No not yet I don’t want you to forget me. Let me take a selfie for you to remember me by.”
The goveenment man handed Rose a phone and she posed with a mirror in the background to ensure she got all her highlights.
“Thank you very much sir. I never thought I could love being a woman so much. Maybe you should try it”
And Rose exited into the greater world.

Wow

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Oh my god! There is nothing between my legs. My thighs are separated by thin air and my two thighs may never make contact.
I knew that there would be nothing there once I changed but wow. I know the witch said it was only for a week but wow. All I can really say is wow.

The proof I needed

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My friend Alexa had just told me she was a witch. Ofcourse I didn’t believe her, why should I? “Look, what if I can get you to possess Kim?” she proposed. Kim is the girl I have a crush on at school, so, althought I did believe witchcraft was just a bunch of mumbo jumbo, I agreed. She took a potion out of her purse, “great!” she said as she handed me the potion, “just drink it all. It will be the proof you need”. Read more

Teaching respect

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I should have known not to make fun of a witch. Not only did she turn me into a woman, she turned me into a sex crazed bimbo. I couldn’t go a day without having sex. “Only until you learn to respect women will the spell be broken” the witch told me on that faithfull day. I wasn’t used to sex as a woman, of course I wasn’t on the pill, or neither did I use any kind of protection. It wasn’t until I started to get morning sickness, and a small baby bump that I understood what she was talking about. I don’t know who the father is, I don’t even know the names of all the guys I slept with. Read more

Forceful Transformation

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Devlin snuck into his roommates bedroom. He had heard him snoring and figured out it was time to put his plan in motion.Quiet as an mouse he moved around in Martin´s bedroom and produced a small pouch from his pocket. Carefully Devlin began to sprinkle it all over Martin whilst reciting latin phrases. It didn´t take long for the changes to start happening where Martin was changing form from his male physique to the more slender female. Devlin watched the changes with glee. After a short while there was a sleeping woman in bed instead, nice hourglass, big butt and boobs. And her vagina was easily accessible. Devlin had been wearing protective clothing but now he removed everything until he was totally naked. He stroked his cock up and down to make sure it was firm and ready. Satisfied with the firmness he applied lube to his cock to make the first penetration much easier. Without hesistation he mounted the sleeping woman from behind and began to pump his dick in and out with fervour. It was the worst wakeup Martin had ever had as he felt something moving in and out of him, and something heavy pressing him down. He tried to push the intruder away but he lacked the strength and was pinned down. Devlin was focused on the task to keep pumping in and out and soon he was rewarded with the first female moan from Martin, who struggled lesser and lesser. “You´re mine now, bitch”, Devlin growled as he released his load into Martin. The jets of semen triggered her orgasm as well and Devlin felt how her vaginal muscles pulsed against his dick. Her eyes rolled back up in her head and something clicked in her mind. “Turn around”, Devlin ordered. She did as she was told. “Who are you?”, he asked. She was quiet for some seconds, searching for the answer, until she remembered. “I`m yours, Master”.

Undercover Part 3 (Final)

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The CIA sent in three more agents to the college, but all of them were lost, just like Kyle. The director went home, frustrated and upset by the case, only to find a young blonde sitting on his couch.
“Hey bossy!” the blonde purred.
“Who are you? How did you get into my home?”
“It’s me, silly!” she giggled, “Kylie!”
“Oh my God Kyle, look at what they’ve done to you…” he said, approaching the girl.
“I know! Aren’t I sexy? Look at the pussy they gave me, don’t you love it?” she said, sex practically dripping off of her voice as she held her legs high in the air.
“Kyle… what… why are you here?”
“My um… princi… head… umm… the college lady told me to tell you that if you stop sending spies and stuff she’ll let me be yours! Wouldn’t that be so good!”
“Kyle…”
“Shhh…. let me help you make up your mind boss!” she said, unzipping his pants. Read more

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