Spells R’ Us recently started producing their own line of sex-toys. They promised to change human sexuality as the world knew it. Their most popular feature was their “Play Before You Pay” promotion. The idea was to ensure that the consumer was getting exactly what they wanted through first-hand experience.
“I’ve checked dad’s bedroom and the living room. I was at the attic and in the garage. The kitchen also seems to be clear. Damn it! Where did she hid the spellbook!” Timmy was pulling his hair. He turned the whole house upside down in order to find the spellbook which swapped his body with Karen, his dad’s girlfriend. Karen used the book on him to teach him a lesson. She was tired of his attitude and came up with an idea that a few days in her shoes will change his mind. While Karen was enjoying the time with Timmy’s friends the poor boy was starting to panic as he couldn’t find the book.
“I need to find it before dad comes home, he can’t see me like that” Timmy didn’t even want to think about what his father will do with him in this body, after all he was unaware of the swap and it was too embarrasing for Timmy to tell him the truth.
Karen on the other hand had a great time. She thought that maybe she could extend their swap for longer. It won’t hurt Timmy to live her life for a bit, eventually he will get used to be his dad’s lovely girlfriend.
“So, you’re Kent’s cousin, Clara, huh?”
“Yes, Lois, I mean… Ms. Lane.”
“Wow, they sure do gr-“
“‘Grow em big in Kansas’? Yeah.”
“Oh… I see Clark told you that one, huh? Um, sorry, but you just… stand out.”
“Mm-hm. Well, I’ll be working here at the Planet now, kind of taking Clark’s place. It’s… nice to meet you.”
“Yeah, about that, so Kent transferred to the Star City Daily Planet, eh? That’s too bad. Seemed like we were starting to hit it off…”
“You were… I mean, Clark said that you were. Anyway, I, uh, wrote my first article, and I was wondering if you could give it a look before I submit it to Perry, er- Mr. White.”
“Wow! Submitting your work straight to Perry when the ink on your journalism degree is still fresh? That’s impressive, Smallville!”
“Yeah, well… it seemed like I didn’t learn anything in school that I didn’t already know. Plus Mr. White seems to like me… a lot.”
“Hmm, can’t imagine why… ‘Pink Kryptonite A Hoax, Mxyzptlk Still On The Loose’? That little imp is still running amok?”
“I’m afraid so. The only reason Superman couldn’t stop Bizarro last week was because a new pink kind of kryptonite did something to me, I mean HIM, but it turns out that it was all just a cruel joke made by Mxyzptlk.”
“Well, where’s Superman now?”
“He seems to be gone for now… he confronted Mxyzptlk and demanded that he fix what he did, but that only… blew things out of proportion.”
What is true happiness? I picked on odd time to start getting philosophical. There’s a man on the just outside of this bathroom waiting to fuck my brains out, and I’m so wet that I’m already leaking through my panties. But after all that I’ve gone through I can’t help but feel a little trepidation.
They say the grass is always greener on the other side, that the secret to happiness is just learning to be content with what you have. And I tried – I really did. For years and years, I tried to accept the fact that I was born a man and be content. For all I learned about ways to present transgendered, to use hormone replacement therapy, even to surgically modify a body. I heard stories about people who completely changed their lives. But I was convinced that none of it could truly make me happy if I wasn’t happy with myself as I was.
So what am I doing here, face perfectly made up, curves encased in sexy lingerie, and libido coursing, getting ready for this stranger to make a woman out of me? It was a moment of weakness. I didn’t think the wishing ring I found in that old pawn shop would really work, but that sliver of discontent in my heart made me impulsive. After years of working to accept my masculinity, I tried to seize the easy way out. One wish, the shopkeeper had warned me, that’s all you get. I knew exactly what I wanted.
There was silence, stillness. My heart was beating almost as hard as it is now. You can’t imagine my thrill when an electrical jolt charged through my blood stream. Trembling and panting, I rushed to the full length mirror in my bedroom. There, I watched as the hard male traits I had struggled so long to accept dissolved into soft, feminine curves. My whole body shrank slightly, my waist pinched in as hips and ass flared out. With each gasping breath, the flesh on my chest budded, swelled, and ballooned into generous breasts. The hair I had always kept buzzed grew in long blonde rivers. And my penis, the organ I had always believed I would have to embrace to be happy, disappeared inside my body as a brand new vagina formed. My vagina. I was a woman.
In the delirium of that moment, I got carried away. Miraculously, all my clothes had been transformed as well. I hurriedly got dressed in the sexiest outfit I could find and hit the town. A few hours later, and here I am, about to make my wish complete with an action I had always believed would fulfill me, but had never pursued until now. Can you blame me for hesitating? Maybe the thing I thought I always wanted won’t be so great after all. Maybe this was all a mistake. Maybe I’ve given up my entire life to only be more miserable than ever. Or maybe . . . maybe, I’ll be happier than I’ve ever thought possible. I think it’s time to find out.
I laid up restless in my bed. I had been sent to this damn Slut School for talking back to my Dad a few months back and it was hell. I’ve been slowly seeing myself change into a girl, being taught girly things and them trying to slutify me,
I woke up with excitement, I had been looking forward to this day for weeks, my cousin Matt was coming to visit. I hadn’t seen Matt for a few years, we’re the same age and we were close as kids but when his dad got a new job and he moved to a different state we lost touch. The other day though he shot me an email saying he would be back in town to look at some colleges and wanted to hang out and catch up. I was really excited I had stories to tell and couldn’t wait to catch up with him. He gave me his number and said he’d call when he was at my house.
I had to admit this was quite unprecedented. Throughout all my years as a body hopper, I’ve never had a host die while I was possessing them. Ever since I first discovered my powers, I’ve been very careful going about using them. After my first body hop (a jock named Cameron who was giving my original body a beating), I found that I could exist in a metaphysical state, floating about unnoticed by the people around me. I found I couldn’t exist in that state forever though as I’d start to feel myself fade into darkness after about a day and would have to find a new host. After my first hop, I knew I had to choose my next host carefully, as i could only perform a hop once every ten years. Luckily I would retain all the memories from my previous hosts as well as gain all memories and skills of my new host. I also found that the hosts i’d leave would continue the lives I led as them, retaining any changes in personality and lifestyle I’d imposed upon them. My latest host was a man name Terrence Stackhouse, who I found lived a rather decadent lifestyle. He was a bit older than the potential hosts i usually considered, but he already had a life of luxury, and I had just spent the last twenty years touring the world as a concert pianist and was ready for some relaxation. It was just my second month in Terry’s body, and I was enjoying a weekend away at one of his, or my, many country houses. I had just received an amazing blow job from my lovely trophy wife before she headed out into town to go shopping. I lied down to take a nap and just as I was about to fall asleep I felt a sharp pain in my chest. I rolled over onto the floor and the next thing i knew, I was in my metaphysical form looking down at my host’s dead body. I immediately knew I was in trouble as I felt myself fading more than I’d ever felt before. Panicking, I remembered that Terry’s teenage daughter was upstairs in her room. I quickly possessed her, not wanting to find out what happens when I completely fade away.
I immediately felt the new sensations of my new body and how foreign it all felt. I couldn’t help but laugh a bit to myself. throughout all these years and all these hops, I’ve never even once considered hopping into a girl. After living through multiple lifetimes, here was something that was completely new. The sensation of having breasts and wearing a bra, the feeling of wearing panties. I looked down and started admiring my new body. Taking a peak in my pants, I wondered what female orgasm would feel like. I actually felt giddy, after nearly two hundred years, I finally found a whole new world to explore.
I had always been one for sexual games, and when i found Kendra’s vibrator panties, I knew i was gonna have fun today. While my old body, I mean…. my brother Kellen was away at school for the day, I knew i was gonna have some fun
“Hi mom” Steven said after he finally got connected with her on skype.
“Hi son” She said mischievously seeming to put special emphasis on the ‘son’.
“What did you want then mom?” Steven asked slightly impatient to get back to playing pool with his friends having just spoken to his mom only an hour ago.
“Just wanted to speak to my favorite boy” she responded again putting special emphasis on the ‘boy.
“Mom are you okay?” Steven asked noticing his mom’s weird behavior.
“Oh I’m great” She responded happily “You been making lots of uni friends then?” She continued.
“Eh mom we literally just spoke about this. Why you acting so weird?” Steven asked.
“I’m not. Just worried that my little boy is going to go to university and forget all about his friends back home” She said pulling a sad face.
“I don’t think I’ll do that I have a lot of fun with those guys” Steven answered this time a mischievous smile spread across his face.
“Oh we know we do don’t we James” Steven’s mom said then look to her left as a girl entered the screen wearing only her birthday suit her large boobs swinging freely in the air. She strutted up to Stevens mom swaying her hips with every step. Meanwhile Steven’s eyes went wide with shock. “We’re having a great time” his mom laughed then turning around to hug the naked girl as the two laughed. “What the fuck. Get out of my family!” Steven piped up. Steven’s mom and the girl, Stevens sister, stared at the screen laughing in hysterics as Steven’s face melted in front of them. “Why the fuck are you in my family?!” Steven asked growing in agitation as he stared at the screen at his two best friends Tim and James inside the bodies of his mom and sister. “We just came for some fun” James said in Steven’s sisters most innocent of voices. “For fucks sake. At least cover my sister’s boobs” Steven demanded. “Why did you have to ring me?” He asked.
“We wanted to see how our favorite Steve was doing” Tim replied.
“For fucks sake guys. This isn’t okay. Just do whatever you’re gonna do and get out. This is not okay” Steven stated matter-of-factly.
“Ah but yet it was okay when it was my mom?” James said titling his head giving Steven a knowing look.
“Erh” Steven groaned hoping that he would have forgotten that. “Fine you can do it this one time but after that no more and don’t go out and have sex they both have men. Okay?” Steven told his friends.
“Okay. Will do” Steven heard his friends say before suddenly they hung up on him.
“Bye” Steven said to a blank screen before sinking back into his seat and thinking about the shit that his friends would be doing tonight. Half of him was envious of the good time they’d be having and half of him worried as to whose expense that good time was. He was slightly beginning to regret the decision to come to university. But he couldn’t just spend every living day enjoying the luxuries of other peoples bodies. Or could he?
I wonder why that hotel clerk winked at me like that when he gave me my hotel room key? And why he gave me his phone number? That seemed awfully….out of the blue. I don’t know. It’s weird. I’ve been feeling weird all day. Those guys were wolf whistling at me when I was out for my morning jog, which I can safely say has never happened to me before. I almost fell on my ass too a couple times. My feet sure as hell hurt. These new shoes don’t fit well at all.