I was at the lab working on a special device. My investors expected me to finish it this week. What they wanted was a time travel machine; but the more testing I did, the more convinced I was that time travel was impossible. After some adjusting I got the machine to somewhat work.
“But this is impossible! How did you…? Why?”
Guys? What’s going on? Why is it so dark in here? Guys? Come on guys. I know you’re here. I can hear snickering. What’s so funny. Let me in on the Joke. Guys?
Michael had a crush on Amber for a long time, and always watched her body move when she walked through the halls. He fantasized daily about what it would be like to have sex with her, to watch her tits bounce as he thrusts in an out of her, and to hear her moaning.
Dylan always dreamed of being a girl but unfortunately he couldn’t fulfill his wish. He spend his free time reading stories about boys turned into girls and imagined he’s one of them. One day he found a website for people like him, where he could post his own stories. Dylan writed a few stories which met with approval. Soon he got an email from the site admin , inviting him for a club meeting. Dylan wasn’t sure, he preferred to stay anonymous in the web, but something told him he won’t regret it so he accepted.
Terry said he loved to get women in the sack and fill both holes, his friend would and so would he. Larry, found out Terry and his friend Charlie were doing his girlfriend, so got revenge. One evening he invited them both over, muttered some words to a spell, and suddenly Terry was a huge assed chick getting rammed in the pooper by Larry, and his buddy Charlie? He was underneath Terry, a chick now also, with a strapon, doing Terry in his new vagina! Terry and Charlie were both shocked, but couldn’t break free from Larry, until the sex was over.
Months after the Great Shift, many of those affected were still trying to get used to their new bodies. For those who shifted ages, rather than genders, it was easier but you did have those who got the worst (or best) of both worlds.
I’m sorry Paul. If I had known that witch had changed you into a virgin, I would have slowed down and taken my time.
I bucked my hips faster and faster as Vince knelt behind me. I felt him grab a handful of my long, dirty blonde hair and pull, causing me to arch my back and moan, his big, hard dick sliding even deeper inside of my tight, wet pussy.
My buddies Randy and Brian decided to head to Vegas for a week. We got a good deal and since we figured we’d be in the bars and casinos we would just split one larger room with double beds and alternate who gets the couch.
“This is going to be awesome Carlos.” They both shouted in unison as we got to the hotel. After we checked in I asked “How about hitting the casino floor for an hour or so?” “Blackjack!” They both exclaimed. “Jinx… high five.” They laughed. It went on like that and at dinner too. When we got back to the room I asked them if they just shared one brain as a joke. “We do think alike” admitted Randy. “Wouldn’t it be awesome if we were related?” Brian asked. “That would be so cool if we were like family.” Randy agreed. “What about Carlos?” Brian inquired. “Nah, he’s not in tune with us, sorry bro.” Randy declared. “That’s alright, I’d probably kill you at Thanksgiving so better off keeping me out of it.” I responded.
They kept going on and on about how cool it would be so I decided to head down to the casino, and maybe have a few drinks to calm myself. We still had six days here and I figured they were just over excited. When I got back to the room there were two naked women there. “Great, they hired hookers.” I mumbled sarcastically.
“Oh, Carlos dear, glad you came back. We were getting lonely without you. Isn’t that right Brianna?” The older one taunted. “Sure is mommy. I thought Carlos was supposed to make me a woman tonight.” The young one responded with a smile. This had to be a prank. I looked around the room figuring my buddies were hiding and ready to jump out laughing. Even their luggage was gone and replaced with twice as many pink and purple bags.
“If you are looking for condoms, don’t bother. I’ve been tied and I can’t wait for grandchildren.” She said. I kept looking and found their ID. Rachel Hunter, 37 and Brianna Hunter 18, same address as my buddies. My address too since we rented the house together. This was really odd. They started doing a little dance together. I was so confused so I called another friend back home. “Hey Nick, it’s Carlos. Have Randy or Brian called you?” “Who?” Nick asked. “My roommates dude.” I prodded. “You mean that fox Rachel and her smoking daughter? Man, no idea how you landed that. Which one is your girlfriend again? They both seem all over you when I’m there…” I hung up on him.
“What the Hell, I’m in Vegas. May as well enjoy it.” I exclaimed. “Yay!” they both gleefully jumped up and down. “You know, after this we should go get you and Carlos married. Then we truly can be a family. As long as you don’t mind sharing him with me.” Rachel planned. “Oh my goodness yes, mommy. We share everything why would we let a man stop that, you’re totally my BFF, plus you have so many tricks to teach in bed.” Brianna giggled. I decided to take a picture and they posed by the window for me, then I waved them both to me. We never really made it out to see the shows and gamble. We just fucked all week long, save those few hours it took to go get a shotgun wedding. When we came home it continued and I was glad that this was one story that didn’t just stay in Vegas.