Threeway Swap

“Do you still think it was a good idea to fuck my wife behind my back?”, Jason asked rhetorically as he continued to ram his dick up that ass in front of him. Read more

Seeing Double

“What?” she said, staring at me as she sat sitting by the window. “You’re looking at me like I’ve got four eyes!” No, she still had only two of those, but underneath her two breasts I could see some bulging beneath the extra pair of nipples she didn’t seem to have noticed.
They continued swelling up, and when they had reached A-cups she finally took notice of what had caught my eye.
“Oh, these?” she laughed. “Yeah, I thought they might make things a bit more…fun. I’ll admit though, the pills took a lot longer to work than I had thought.” Her second pair of breasts continued to swell, until finally they matched the C-cups of her upper pair. She looked at me seductively from her seat by the window, before she raised her hands to her new boobs, fondling and kneading them, pleasure-filled moans escaping her lips.
“Oh gosh… They’re even more sensitive than my first pair…oohh…” she said. “If only I had a second pair of hands: this is just too much boob for one gal.” She winked at me, and I walked over to her, my hands going instantly to her top breasts. Her moans increased, and I knew the pleasure was becoming overload for her. Her pussy was already getting wet. I turned her around, her four tits wobbling and bumping against each other.
She looked up at me, and asked, “So, are you ready to fuck a girl with four tits?…” All I could do was nod, mesmerized by her doubled-bust…

Resistance is Futile

Hi, my name is Luke and I’m 33 yrs old. I bought a house 10 years ago after college and the only way I could afford it is to have roommates. Initially my friends lived with me but over the years they moved on with their lives and moved out. I started renting to girls and for whatever reason it seemed only girls in their mid 20’s answered my roommates.com adds. I’m currently renting to Lana and looking for another roommate. Read more

All Dressed Up And Somewhere To Go

It had all started with that weird figurine my mom had bought all those years ago. I’d never liked that figurine, but my family all though it looked neat so it was kept. Then I started to get these really weird feeling in my chest and privates. Almost like a burning feeling, you know? I thought maybe I just had an infection or something, but then once I’d moved out of my house and set up in my own apartment building I noticed something else even weirder. Read more

I’m a woman!

James gasped as he felt the final change start, his penis though still hard, was shrinking away. Testicles he’d had since birth, popped back up into his body never to be seen again. Read more

Mind Over Matter…

I had been reading a lot about how you can change things with your mind if you just concentrate and focus your mind on it. I had been practicing, taking small steps on what I would try. First on losing weight…It took a while but it worked! Next , I tried on restoring my hair , again it worked, but slowly. I had read about a natural herb that would help you concentrate better. I figured it wouldn’t hurt, so I got some. If I could maybe accelerate the process, it would happen quicker. When I got home. I brewed some tea and mixed a healthy dose of the herbs into it. I took my glass of tea and went into the den and sat on the couch with a mirror in front of me. I wanted to see if any changes were happening. I drank the tea down and started to concentrate… my mind wandered to the beautiful blonde I saw at the store…she was beautiful! Have to concentrate! Her luscious lips! Her perky breasts! Must concentrate! I can see my hair flowing down past my shoulders…I have my legs spread apart , running my left hand inside my pantyhose to my wet slit….Must concentrate….My smooth nylon encased legs….my breasts heaving with each breath I take…This feels so real…must concentrate….must…open my eyes….OMG!!! This feels so good!!! I look just like her! I don’t want to stop rubbing but…

The sales pitch (New Job 4)

The cab driver couldn’t stop looking at me, he almost crashed a couple of times. I paid him, and walked the rest of the way. People, not only men, but women were staring at me too. I got to my former employers office. Ready to comfront him. I didn’t even knock his door, I just kicked it open. I was so full of energy. “You! it is all your fault” I told him. I couldn’t believe I still sounded so girly. “Mrs. Coleman” he said. “Don’t call me that! you very well know I am not her” I yelled at him. “Please, calm yourself down, I will help you. Just close the door.” he said. I closed the door. And turn back at him, ready to hit him in the face. Read more

New Town p2

Later on I’d continued to argue with my Dad, specifically about him making me buy a bra tomorrow, but he was adamant. My sister Chelsea told me they weren’t so bad, which was the attitude she took to almost everything I had to adapt to since the changes started. She was supportive of me and sympathized with me, but I knew she kind of liked it all too. It gave her the opportunity to be a good big sister. She was the only girl in the family since our mother died. When I had my first period last month, Chelsea actually cried and hugged me before giving me a tampon. Read more