Satisfied
“Oh, come on already,” Alex said whining, rubbing his sore pussy and squeezing one of his large breasts. “I’ve climaxed… mmm… a dozen times and I still haven’t changed back.”
“Oh, come on already,” Alex said whining, rubbing his sore pussy and squeezing one of his large breasts. “I’ve climaxed… mmm… a dozen times and I still haven’t changed back.”
“So I can wish for anything?” Marcus said, looking at the stone in his hand. He didn’t think it was really magic, but for $5 it was a fun little novelty.
“Yes, of course. Within reason,” the store owner said. Marcus shrugged, and bought the stone.
When people kept telling me my sister Kim and her friends were the slutiest girls on campus, I couldn’t believe it. But I had to find out, so one day, I went to her appartment to confront her. But she wasn’t home. I knew she used to hide her key under the front door mat, so after picking it up, I unlocked the door, and entered her appartment.
I hate doing my own laundry, so I make my dad do it for me. The problem with this is that sometimes he mixes up my sister’s stuff with mine. Typically this applies to our socks, especially the black ones since they are not gender specific.
Why? Why must my sister swap bodies with me? Ever since she found that wishing rock, she has used it to her advantage. First it was doing doing things for her, she would wish for me to serve her. Then it started to get weird, she started to change my mind, messing with my thoughts. One time she even made me think I liked to suck cock, why would she do that? My girlfriend almost broke up with me because she thought I was gay. I guess my sister does these things since I used to mess with when she was younger. More recently she has stopped because we got into a huge fight and I told her I wouldn’t help her with anything ever again if she didn’t stop, so she stopped.
“Oh hey sis!” I said as she walked into the bathroom, not knowing I was already inside, sitting nude on the sink.
“What-who are you?” she shouted at me.
“Silly, I’m your brother! Well, let me rephrase that, I WAS your brother. Now we’re sisters!” I hopped down off the sink, my large tits shaking violently as I hit the ground. They continued to wobble as I walked over to my older sister. She was two years older than me, but I was as tall as her, but I was significantly larger in another area. Guess now we finally know where Mom’s busty genes went.
“I’d ask if I could borrow a bra, but as you can tell, that might not be the greatest idea,” I giggled as I walked back to my room, leaving my sister in the bathroom speechless.
For the longest time I could never understand why I was different. I had barely any friends, and always stayed home and watched TV, I had no social life. But my sister always had something to do, she was either with her friends, watching a movie with her boyfriend, or experiencing life outside the house.
I had created the perfect malware. It took me some time, but I was quite proud of my invention. I only had to install it on someone’s phone, and as soon as they unlocked it, I would gain full control of their body.