Judith lief zurück zu der Hexe, die ihr den Zauberspruch gab. Die Hexe erklärte ihr, dass es nicht möglich war, die alte Realität wieder herzustellen. Doch sie konnte ihr ihr Kind wiedergeben. Sie sprach einen neuen Zauber und die Realität veränderte sich wieder. Sie war nun wieder Mutter. Allerdings hatte sie zwei Teenie Töchter. Danielle, die vorher ihr Sohn Dominik war und Marcia, die früher ihr Ex-Mann Martin gewesen ist.
When my girlfriend caught me cheating on her I thought we’d be finished. I didn’t really care because she wasn’t any fun in bed. Like any breakup she wanted to know why and I told her the truth. Babe, our sex is like a 3 out of 10, you need to embrace the way your body feels and have fun with it. She started crying and begged me to give her another chance. Little did I know she was buying time to get her revenge.
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?“
Hi Daphne. Wie gehts dir heute?
Läuft dein Photoshooting gut?
Hi Daphne. How are you?
Do you have fun, at your first erotic photoshot?
It sure is exciting changing genders.
John became Jess due to a chemical waste spillage. Most expected John to become depressed and possibly even consider suicide however he embraced his, or her, new form. Jess loved displaying her perfect round breasts to all her friends. She loved telling them how much better it was a woman and they soon experienced their own chemical accidents. They all agree it’s pretty exciting changing genders.
Harold kept calling the busty blonde at the ornament shop at the mall a blonde bimbo. She overheard and was insulted. She called him over, and whispered into his ear.
My eyes opened in an unfamiliar room. The last thing I remembered was lying down to sleep in my hotel room after having sex with my favourite Pleasurebot, but suddenly I was standing in some sort of waiting chamber. When I tried to look around I became aware of all sorts of strange sensations. Long hair gliding over my shoulders, weight shifting on my chest, cool air caressing my skin, and lace trimmed fabric wrapped tightly around the curves of a body I didn’t recognize. My powerful male body had been replaced by a dainty female. I tried to scream, but it was like the thought never reached my mouth. Still feeling panicked, I tried to pinch myself, hoping that this was all just a bad dream, but when my long fingernails dug into the skin of my soft, round butt, the jolt didn’t wake me. Instead, an aroused gasp parted my plump lips.
When Pleasurebots arrived on the market, the economy went haywire. Sure there was demand for the full range of androids available, but none were as sought after as Pleasurebots. Who wouldn’t want a beautiful sexual partner who conforms to your EVERY desire? As a man of exorbitant wealth and power, I’ve acquired quite a collection of them myself. And I’m always looking to acquire new models.
The only catch is that for any android to function, a human consciousness must be downloaded into the internal computer. Apparently this is what gives them the ability to process the subtleties of human communication as well as the spirit and drive to keep them from becoming too robotic. Naturally, this consciousness is entirely bound by the unit’s programming, leading to serious questions about freewill. So as soon as android technology hit the public sphere, all sorts of international legislation was enacted to make sure that the technology was used humanely. That means that no one’s consciousness can be downloaded into an android unless that individual chooses to, and that download cannot happen until after the person’s death – requiring uploads at regular intervals so that a copy of the person’s consciousness is always available. That’s how Download Insurance came about. It was a brilliant business move that I wish I came up with.
The trouble is, all of these laws and policies have really hurt the supply. Demand is up, but there isn’t enough consciousness to go around, especially when it comes to Pleasurebots. Apparently not many people are interested in having a life devoted to sexual pleasure for some reason. But with such high demand for Pleasurebots, there was plenty of money to be made by finding a new supply. That’s how illegal downloads came about. Certain people are capable of hacking into a consciousness upload matrix and downloading the mind of someone still living into a black market android. The individual who was hacked generally has no idea what happened and goes on with their life. Meanwhile, the version of them that was downloaded is unable to reveal what happened to them because of their programming. Then they get to have crazy sex for the rest of their existence. As far as I can see, everyone wins.
At least, that’s what I used to think. But now, I’m the victim. Someone stole my consciousness and dumped into this sexy body. I’m supposed to be a powerful executive, a well-hung silver fox, a MAN for fuck’s sake! To be trapped as some dainty female sex slave is humiliating to say the least. And when I pictured a lifetime of sex, it was always with my own cock, not getting ploughed by one! Of course, that pinch earlier did feel pretty nice. And I know these bodies are designed to deliver intense pleasure to the consciousness that inhabits them, so maybe sex as a woman wouldn’t be the worst thing ever.
How do I know so much about illegal downloads? Simple. The entire reason I came on this vacation was to buy a black market Pleasurebot. Also, my old body just happened to walk through the door of this room. Apparently, I just bought myself! I know I should be furious that someone stole my consciousness like this, but knowing that I’ll get to have sex with my own body is somehow…exciting! I’ll be getting endless sex with my own cock after all!
Now it’s no big secret that my sister has always wanted a sister if that makes sense. She has always been disappointed with her brother, which happens to be me. So when the TG Restaurant opened she went and bought a Teen Thick Shake and gave it to me. I had no idea what it would do and just thought it was a regular Thick Shake.
As soon as it began to slide down my throat my body began to change until it was the body of a young and beautiful female. Since the change I simply can’t stop looking at my body it’s just all so different. But there’s no need to worry the Bimbo Burger might be right up her alley.
Jörg rannte die Treppe hoch, als er den Schrei aus dem Zimmer seines Sohns Dominik (7) hörte.
Als er oben im Flur angekommen war, blieb er stehen und musste staunen, was aus seinem Sohn geworden war. Der Role Exchanger traf seinen Sohn und tauschte erst den Körper mit der 70 Jahre alten Nachbarin Frau Schmidt. Als Nächstes tauschte er das Gesicht mit seiner Mutter Judith (35). Und als Letztes tauschte er das Alter mit dem 25 jährigem Paketboten, der gerade vor ihrem Haus hielt. Das Ergebnis war eine heiße Brunette, die nun den Flur hinunter auf Jörg zu lief.