My girlfriend kept disappearing. Not for too long, one or two days at the most, but I was concerned. She claimed she was going to the beach for a “girls’ day” but I was honestly starting to get a little paranoid. I resolved to find out for myself the next time she vanished—-and I had the means to do so. After all, I had an honest to god magic book. Sure, lots of it were in Latin, and I’d only sorta paid attention in that class in college, but hey, everything had worked just fine before.
That’s me. It’s crazy, it’s absurd but that really is me. It’s been two months now but I still can’t believe it. I’m a woman. I have breasts, I have a vagina, I am a fully functional woman.
Donovan was going into the last couple weeks of his senior year of college, but he was increasingly uncertain that he’d chosen the right career. Doubt and worry plagued his every waking moment, and even seeped into his dreams. One night, as he lay in bed, just before he went to sleep. he rubbed the lucky coin he’d been given on his first day of college by his grandfather and whispered “I wish I could see what’s down other paths. How my life would be different. Just to know I made the right choices.” The coin glowed softly in response, not that Donovan noticed, having passed out.
“I’m about to…cum!” She yelled.
Martin was really mad that he gave into temptation of using magic. He was mad that he ended up in this place full of sinners but mostly he was mad at himself that he is really starting to enjoy it. Not so long ago Martin was a very religious person. He was going to chruch every day, praising the lord and his will. Martin was on a good way to become a priest in the future but that changed with the cursed book he found in the library. Martin knew that everything involving magic is a sin but he took the book to study it closer. While reading it he stumbled upon a gender changing spell. Martin still doesn’t know what got into him but he read the spell outloud. A gust of wind ran through his room and suddenly Martin turned into a woman.
“Jenny, how many times I have to say not to call me. You know how your mom is” Kevin said over the phone trying to keep his voice down. “Until we won’t find a way to reverse it I want to know how my body is holding up” Jenny said firmly. “Jenny please, if your mom finds out that we swapped bodies we are going to be in deep trouble. It’s in our best interest to keep our contact to a minimum” Kevin pleaded.”I know but… I’m just worried” Jenny sighed. “Don’t worry. I’m taking a good care of your body and no one is suspecting a thing” Kevin said.
Bill rushed out of the bathroom to answer the door. He had heard his phone ring earlier while he was on the shitter, and of course once he got close to finishing up somebody knocked on the door. He opened it to see a gorgeous girl in a necklace and one-piece bathing suit staring at him.
I loved D&D and fantasy stuff in general, but never thought any of it was even close to real. Even so I spent a lot of time thinking about it all, the minutia of even the weirdest corners of things. Anything might make for a good game if developed far enough. I also hit flee markets regularly for props. An old broach or storage box could really make a game that much better.
Yeah, that’s me, out for my morning walk through the city. Just a normal girl taking a normal walk. Gotta watch my figure! Nothing unusual at all!
I came to suddenly, and forcefully. My body and mind were full of new sensations, the pleasure of them almost taking over my thoughts. I let out a high-pitched moan as a hand grasped something attached to my chest. I moaned again as a second hand grabbed an identical mass on the other side of my chest. The hands shook them for a few moments, and it felt so good, but then it let the masses drop, and I felt their weight fully. I looked down, and saw two massive breasts, bound loosely in a pink top. And attached to my own chest.
Then the pounding started. In and out, in and out I felt it go. There was a man inside me. In that moment, amidst the swirls of pleasure filling my head and making soft sounds escape my lips, I knew what had happened.
I had one wish, and I had wasted it wishing to be able to see my sexy busty neighbor naked any time I wanted to. I must have been instantly put into her body, and she had been in the middle of something…personal.
The man finished and wasted no time getting dressed, though I was left feeling sort of unfulfilled. He walked out and put some money on the table. “A little extra,” he said with a wink, and I threw up a little in my mouth. My neighbor was a prostitute?! Was being the key word: I know I definitely wouldn’t be letting anybody else use this body. I threw off my thin top, tearing it slightly as I tried to get it over my huge new melons. When they were free I looked down at them. “Wow,” was all I could say for a full minute. “These are…” I wanted to say something good, something like “fantastic” or “amazing”, but somehow my mind went to: “heavy.” And they were: it was much easier to fall in love with these tits when you weren’t the one carrying them on your chest 24/7.
But more than that, they were something else now: mine. These breasts, were mine now, and I could see them any time I wanted to.