Life was great for Maggie. She had swapped bodies with her beautiful 19 year granddaughter. She was now married to her new husband who was her granddaughters dream guy. Maggie enjoyed her new found youth and enjoyed fucking daily her granddaughters husband was to be.
Those events occurred quite quickly. I am not even sure this thing has stopped yet.
First, some sort of reality shift that made my girlfriend my flatmate’s girlfriend. I was no longer dating her, he was. He was telling me about how great she was in bed, and stuff like that, and it didn’t bother me!
Then, I became younger, and I considered my flatmate as my big brother. I could hear him in the room next door with “his” girlfriend. It killed me to know what reality really was but at the same time, I couldn’t act any different. I was his brother, and she was his girlfriend.
Afterwards, I became a girl, while they grew older. I now considered them as my parents. It couldn’t get any worse. I had to call my girlfriend “mommy”…
That’s when I shifted ages with him. For a few seconds, a 10 year-old was my dad, and dating my “mother”, aged 32, while I was a fully grown woman of 37.
Then, she became male, and here’s where we are now. She is now my husband, while my flatmate is now my son.
I can’t get enough of that cock inside me. I hope this situation will last longer that the previous ones…
This was my last day as a student. Soon I’d be a working man. I was about to move in with my girlfriend as well. My life couldn’t get better. But it was about to go worse.
“Please” whispered Paul while he was rubbing Markus cock as fast as possible.
Clarissa looked down at me sucking her, well, now his, dick. His hands were behind my head forcing me to suck it and it was turning me on. These Damn hormones were making me want this cock in my mouth! I was a man 5 minutes ago, a man that was about to get a blow job from my girlfriend. I was talking dirty and I called my her a “cocksucking slut”. Apparently she didn’t take too kindly to me saying that. Next thing I knew she was saying a few words in a strange language and I was shrinking. I used to be 6’1″ but now I remembered from my last doctors visit that I was only 5’1″. I also somehow remembered that my bra size was a 32 A. I couldn’t remember anything I had learned in school, I could only remember being a freshman who had a crush on this senior named Clarence and now I was finally around him and all he wanted me to do was suck his dick. That was OK though, I love it. I remembered my name used to be Jordan but now I knew it was Andrea.
This whole thing sucks. I’m a girl, I can still remember my past life but I also remember this one. I also kind of want to suck his cook now.
Suddenly the old Clarissa, now Clarence, spoke up “Honey your so much better as a girl. I never really liked that dick on you. I think it suits me much better, don’t you? I think you’ll be doing the sucking from now on. I also think you and your tight little pussy will be the one on the end of this big dick from here on out too, okay Andrea?”
Sammy stirred the soup, somewhat excited, yet apprehensive. It was her boyfriend Rich’s birthday and she was unsure what to get him, he wasn’t the kind of guy to just give out hints. Earlier that day she had ventured downtown perusing market stalls, small shops and vendors to find something he would like. She had spotted a small jar of a sparkling deep purple, and purchased it from the wrinkled but lovely old lady with the description “It will help your dreams become more real”. Sammy knew her BF had some pretty enjoyable dreams, because she could hear him, right beside her, most nights. “Surely he would love this if it makes them better and more intense!” She thought. “Who knows, if it’s that good I might try some…” She popped the cap and took a big pinch of the radiant, sparkling purple powder, it’s shimmer like staring into the universe, and sprinkled it into his bowl of soup, stirring and slipping the little jar back into her jeans pocket.
I never thought in my life that I would give birth to a baby, I was a 45-year-old married man and I had a 16-year-old teenage son who respected me but now I’m just a silly pregnant teen girl now I’m the same age as my son, my son does not respect me anymore and always makes me stupid questions ..
Questions about how it feels to have boobs and have a pussy instead of a penis …. it’s all Fose’s fault, Richard thought as he touched her belly
After getting married and having kids my life was becoming dull. I was doing the same routine over and over again for twelve years now and i desperately needed a change. Lately i started to envy my younger brother. His life looked so much better. He found himself a nice girlfriend and they were traveling together while i was stuck at home with my wife and kids. Sure i also had done a lot of fun things with my wife when we were younger but those times are over.
“I knew it was a bad idea to leave him alone!” Diane screamed at her husband. Her husband in the body of his young, blonde secretary thanks to the Great Shift sighed and walked over. “What’s he doing?” he asked, rolling his eyes and looking into the door of the bathroom his wife had opened. Their son, who the Great Shift put in his aunt’s body was slapping his new breasts against the water making sounds like boat.