Finally Perfect
“I finally did it… I’m perfect.”
Even Nerds Need to Get Laid
Hank was a redheaded nerd, and at a wishing well one day threw in a copper coin wishing he could easily get laid. When he got home he went down on his back lightheaded. When “he” came to, he was getting laid, as a chick! He had a soft tiny frame, and a man was entering him in his new vagina! It all felt weird, but the penis inside him also felt pleasurable too. He still had his nerd shirt on, though it was a more cutoff smaller one now, fitting his new upper half nicely. His now smooth hair free legs were spread, as he was grasping his tiny ankles, holding his legs in the air with his tiny hands, noticing the red painted nails on those hands, and his tiny new feet as well. Part of him wanted to make the man stop, but the other part, wanted him to continue, Hank had never been laid in his life, and even though his first time was as a chick, he still wanted to experience it fully. At this point he was so desperate, having sex as a girl would be ok with him as any sex at all was better than none.
Showered with Love
Harry and Arnold were best friends and did everything together! So when Harry found out about a magic shower with water that temporarily turns the user into the opposite gender, he just had to get his pal Arnold to try it with him.
Solitude
*Moan* “Thank you, Master.”
Hiding a Straight Secret
I felt my girlfriend grope my breast as I awoke. Yep, this would be day 38 as a girl after contracting a nasty case of the Gender Flu. Not to worry, this virus has extremely low chances of being contagious, not that I would mind if my girlfriend go it. Don’t get me wrong, her effort to be sensual with me is awesome, especially since she is thoroughly straight. I really never knew my chest could be an erogenous zone! But I pinch myself every time I admit this, I think I am straight too, for a woman that is. I haven’t told her, nor do I think I will. Hell, I don’t even know if our relationship could survive that admission even once I turn back to normal. I love hearing her pant as we mutually handle each other with dildos, but my fondness for that nowadays is more out of mutual affection rather than romantic passion. Meanwhile my eyes are shut as she plunges the vibrating dildo inside of me, my mind wandering to what it would be like if she got the Gender Flu and was pounding away at me. Even kissing is a chore, she doesn’t taste nearly as good to me as she used to and guiltingly I feel some antipathy kissing another woman. Yes, I’ve accepted that fact, and I had to get a temporary driver’s license reflecting my new form.
To a Fault, Compliant to Tradition
Ever since ancient times, our pastoral town practiced a pagan tradition, welcoming spring by sacrificing the genders of four young men. I know what you are thinking, magic doesn’t exist. Wrong. The Stone of Venus exists. The lottery, the first stage in the Metamorphosis Ceremony came that year, and without fail my name was read from the hundreds of slips of paper that represented our community’s young men. My stomach dropped sick knowing the implication, and what it meant to refuse; even in 2016, declining the ceremony meant banishment from your friends, family, and our otherwise picturesque town. As fearlessly as I could, I let go of my girlfriend’s hand and kissed her tenderly on her forehead in the knowledge this would be our last romantic moment together. She stared aghast as I stepped forward through the crowd. My own Mother was picked many years ago, and now I would follow in her footsteps. ‘Come, come,’ I was ushered by my townspeople to the trail that would lead me to the the Stone of Venus in the grotto.
Slut You Know Not What
Harry was being overwhelmingly tacky, with his one wish, after all he was drunk beyond belief when he wished it, “I wish I was a fucking skank ass slut in hot sexy pantyhose ready to fuck any man.”
Pantyhosed Vagina
Ted said he loved a pantyhosed vagina. The genie he found was impatiently waiting for his one wish.
Kim Kardashian Wachs Doppelgänger
Mein Name ist Dominik, bzw solltet ihr mich Kim nennen. Ich hätte aufpassen sollen, was ich mir von diesem Genie wünsche.
Ich hatte seit langen den Wunsch, Kim Kardashian zu sein. Nun dieser Wunsch ist nach hinten losgegangen.
Der Genie hat mich nicht in die richtige Kim verwandelt, sondern in eine Wachsfigur.
Seitdem stehe ich in einem Wachsfigurenkabinett und werde täglich von hunderten Menschen begafft und fotografiert.
Einige Männer packen sogar heimlich meinen Po an. Inzwischen habe ich mich dran gewöhnt…
Nur nachts, wenn mich keiner sieht, verwandele ich mich in eine richtige Frau. Es ist schon irgentwie geil in diesem Körper zu stecken.
Sobald der Tag anbricht, wird meine Haut wieder zu Wachs.
Neulich hatte ich aber das Glück, die echte Kim kennen zu lernern. Bei einem Besuch des Wachsfigurenkabinett ließ sie sich mit mir fotografieren.
Es war der schönste Tag, seitdem ich in eine Wachsfigur verwandelt wurde…
Bikini Beach Mermaid Part 2
Denise took the cream and rubbed it over her skin. Suddenly, her legs began to hurt. “Something is wrong with the cream” she thought aloud. Then, she fell onto the ground.With shock, she watched, that her legs merged into a tail. Fish scales are grew on her skin and her feet turned into a large fin.“Oh my god, I`ve turned into a mermaid” Denise cried.
“Yes, I`ve told you, that you will swim like a fish. Don`t worry. If you leave Bikini Beach after your vacation, you will change back. said the woman from the shop.
Confused, the new mermaid lay in the sand. Her new body felt so good, but she hadn`t imagined her holidays like this.
“That would be 4 strange weeks ” she thought aloud.
And there was another thing, she thought about. She wanted to know, how mermaids goes to the toilet………..