Dominik hatte ein Vorstellungsgespräch in einer Fotoagentur.
Der Chef war eine gutaussehende junge Frau mit dem Namen Jasmin.
“Hallo Dominik, schön dich zu treffen“ sagte sie in einem freundlichen Ton. “Weißt du bereits worum es im Job geht?“
Aaron had extremely important exams coming up and was spending the weeks leading up to them studying hard. However today he was much more distracted than usual. You see Aaron had the ability to possess anothers body simply by the thought of it. He’d refrained from using his special ability over the past three weeks in order to revise. But today his sister was sat opposite him while he was studying. Aaron was already exceptionally horny but the fact that her huge breasts were displayed so nicely in the tight low cut top that she wore made it impossible to resist. Aaron let out an annoyed groan as he knew what he was about today do. Then suddenly he was sat at the opposite side of the table staring at a phone screen. He quickly put the phone down proceeding to pull his sisters huge tits out of their confines propping them up on the table in front of him. Leaning down he began to suck her nipples at the same time chewing on the pliant flesh. His hand crept down to his sisters vagina as he began pumping his fingers in and out. Soon he was in an all out masturbation session. Five minutes passed and suddenly he shuddered, his sisters body tensing up as her neck arched backwards and her huge chest pushed out. A minute later and Aaron lay basking in the afterglow of his orgasm. “Oh that was well worth it” He said as he sat up tucking his sisters huge breasts back into her top. “But now back to studying” He said as suddenly he re-materialized behind his sister who slumped down onto the table. Aaron quickly sat back down as his sister began to stir. She yawned as she sat up then unconsciously pushing her boobs back into a comfortable position. Aaron stared at her boobs thinking about what he’d just done to them. His sister noticed “Stop staring at my tits you pervert. Just because you can’t get any action for yourself doesn’t mean I’ll give you it” She said condescendingly. Aaron just smiled and laughed to himself mischievously.
At a secret location hidden underneath the city of London an agent was preparing for the ultimate undercover mission. His name was John Smith and he was a pretty average agent really, picked out of the police squad for this certain mission. He’d been chosen to carry out a mission of minor importance to the agency, but still of importance to the prime ministers campaign. The rest of the squad that usually carried out this sort of mission being busy attending to much more oppressing matters, which meant that john was chosen to fill in.
John lay down in a pod as one man inserted needles into his body and a man John knew reasonably well, Graham, briefed him on how the process would work. “So when I press the button, your vision will go black and you’ll feel tingle all over your body, this will last for approximately ten seconds, there’s no need to panic this is normal. Then when your vision and feeling returns quickly close your eyes for ten seconds so that your senses can adjust, after that you can open your eyes and you will be in a completely different place. After that we will contact you. You got that John?” John just nodded trying to take in the information but overwhelmed by the situation. Seeing John nod the Graham stepped back and a lid slowly lowered itself over John.
“Good look agent” Said the man. And then everything went black and a tingle ten times worse than pins and needles spread over what felt like all of John’s body. Then suddenly the pain stopped and John could see again. John quickly closed his eyes and began counting to ten. As he counted he could feel his senses coming back to him. He felt a cool breeze stroke through what seemed to be long hair atop his head. He could hear the sound of people talking and some children playing in the distance. When the ten seconds was up and he finally opened his eyes. The sight of a park greeted him. He did a full loop trying to figure out where he was. He didn’t have a clue, but what he did find was a very heavy weight on his chest threatening to pull him over. He looked down to see two large mounds covered by a tight suit shirt. His hands darted up grabbing the two mounds. He then raised his hands in front of his face, noting the femininity to them. He dropped them to his side and began scanning the area for anywhere which might have a reflecting. Spotting a car parked by the side of a road he began running towards it. The weight of the two breasts that now hung from his chest making it much more difficult than he was use to. He finally made it to the car, all be it now sweating and panting profusely. He looked in the car window at the reflection that stared back at him. The face that he saw in the reflection was a female face, maybe in her mid thirties. The lady had pretty average features which had a slightly mean yet innocent demeanor to them. John stepped in closer to the car, close enough that his breath was fogging up the window. He stared mesmerized by his reflection. A hand reached up stroking at the smooth skin which was clearly well cared for. While his other hand brushed through his blonde shoulder length hair. He stared into the eyes of his reflection when suddenly there was a vibration in his pocket. He stepped back surprised, pulling the phone out of the suit trousers he now wore. He turned it on, seeing it had a text from an unknown number. He clicked on it. “I suspect this is you John” it read. John responded finding it difficult to type with his new longer nails. “This is he”.
“Good. This is your mission” A text came through instantaneously, along with an attachment. John clicked the attachment and a video began to play. “As you can probably tell you are not yourself at the moment. You currently possess the body of one Susan Capel, She is the head of the Economics department at the Saint Grahams school” The video said as pictures of his current form appeared on the screen “She’s 5 ft 7 in” An image of her profile came up along with all of her measurements.” And she has 36G cups” John looked down at the two breasts. “Yes I knew you’d like that John” The video continued “Anyway you will be replacing her for the time being, you’re mission is to infiltrate the school and find out the identity of a major player in the cocaine market. We have reason to believe that the dealer is one of the schools pupils. We want you to find this person and gather enough evidence for us to put them away for a long time. We suggest starting here.” The video continued, a picture of a teenage boy popping up, “This is Tim Bradley, a person with a not too clean record, he keeps a low profile at school but Miss Capel here is lucky enough to share three classes with him so she’s teaching him a lot of the week. We have reason to believe that he is involved. Investigate and find out more.” The video went black “And remember John. This is a silent mission, no one must know of your presence. Take as much time as you need to fulfill your assignment, but remember Keep your current form safe and out of harms way. Good luck John” The video stopped and the phone went back to the text screen. He placed it back in his pockets and focused his attention back on his reflection. “Well Susan it looks like we’re gonna be doing some crime busting” He said to her reflection which stared back at him. The phone suddenly buzzed again. John pulled it out of his pocket, this time an address appeared. “12 Hillway” He said to himself, copying the address into Google maps before then setting of quickly towards what he assumed was his new home.
Tim wished he was a skinny bust brunette, and the genie changed him granting his wish. He was a size 0 now, but had DD boobs, and long straight silky brunette hair. We see his first selfie here exposing himself in the lingerie and opening the robe all of which the genie provided upon transformation, suiting the new woman better than her jean’s and t-shirt she had on as a guy. Tim’s friends knew of the wish, and of the genie, and blew up his phone wanting to get with him now!
“Holy shit dude!” my beast friend mumbled as he shoved his new feminine face into my massive breasts. “Why do I have to be flat chested while you get…these!”
I managed to focus myself through the waves of pleasure enough to reply, “I guess bustiness just runs in my family…” I reached down and grabbed his, now her, head, and held it close to my boobs. I knew this had been a great idea.
Dominik had a job interview at a photo agency. The boss was a good looking young woman with the name Jasmin.
I found this medallion at a small shop in the French Quarters in New Orleans. The proprietor of the store said it had powers that he wasn’t sure about. I bought it because I figured my wife would like it and I brought her something from my trip. I put it in my pocket and headed to the airport. Once I got home, I remembered that I had it in my pocket and pulled it out. My wife said” What is that???” Oh, it’s a little something I picked up for you in the French Quarters ” I said. “Ooooh, It’s pretty!!! Please put in on me!!!” she said and she turned around so I could clasp it behind her neck. As soon as I did, the medallion began to glow and enveloped both of us in a eerie light. Next thing I know, I’m looking down at my wife’s body…from her perspective…I’m HER!!! She screams in my voice “What in the hell happened???” I don’t know sweetheart ….”I said with my voice trembling. “Lets sit down and see if we can figure this out…”
I’m not saying I was the most fit person, however I wasn’t out of shape if you know what I mean. So I was browsing one of my favorite websites, opentgcaptions.com, and the usual advertisement popped up as soon as I enter the page, however this one caught my eye.
“Hey baby,” my girlfriend cooed at me as she towered over my shrunken form. “How about you, maybe…rub one out for me again? I can see you’re already getting hard down there, and I know you love your view of the new me.” Ever since she had spiked my breakfast with that stupid potion, I had been shrinking, and she had been growing. Oh, not in height, though I’m sure she had gotten some of that. No, this morning her chest had been flat as a board, just as it had always been. Her butt barely stuck out at all, and her body shape was what some would call “rectangular”. But regardless of all of that, I loved her.
But for as beautiful as I always told her she was, it seemed she had had a…different opinion. So she tricked me into drinking some potion. I had no idea where she got it from, but it didn’t take long for me to realize its effects. After breakfast she had told me to come upstairs. When I entered the bedroom, I was greeted with one of my favorite sights: her naked body, laying on our bed. I smirked at her, and she returned the expression. “Come on,” she had said. “How about we start this day off right?” Of course, I obliged.
The changes began when I had finished. I could see small buds forming beneath her nipples now, and when we stood up I could swear she had gotten taller, and curvier. I just shrugged it off, and went about my day.
That night came another love session, and the night after that another, by the third night, when I finished, it was already too late. We went to sleep, and the next morning is when the shock came.
We got out of bed together, and as soon as our feet both hit the floor and we stood next to each other, I knew instantly something was wrong.
“Hey sweetie,” I had said timidly. “Since when were you so tall?” She stood at a foot taller than me now, at least. In looking up at her, I couldn’t help but notice her breasts too. They were now large A-cups, maybe small Bs.
She just smiled down at me, and explained everything about the potion. How she had slipped it to me, and how now every time I came, I would get smaller, and it would make her even sexier.
Ugh, Jesus. I hate to admit it, but I really should have taken my sister’s advice and worn a bra. I thought not wearing one would save some of my masculine dignity, but I was apparently mistaken. Hard to keep a “masculine dignity” when every time I bend down these big tits threaten to fall out of my shirt. They jiggle constantly and everytime I look I see another guy stealing a glance. This sweater wasn’t the best choice either, since I keep needing to adjust the neckline so my nipples don’t pop out. I hate that I’m stuck in my sisters body, but I think as long as I am, it’s better to have to deal with a bra then every guy staring at my rack.