The Visit (7)
Mandy: “Did you see the pic?”
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Cravings
“Ah, ah, ah, Gigi! You know you’re on a diet… or at least you SHOULD be! HA!” Teased Larry, the school bully, as he snatched the cheeseburger out of Gigi, the short, plump geeky girl’s hands as he passed by her on the street. “Don’t you wanna be slim and sexy?” He asked. All of his idiotic friends laughed. Gigi was furious. It was bad enough that she had do deal with the brute picking on her at school, but she thought she was at least safe on the weekends. She was fed up with him and his immature opinions of beauty. She was a witch, and she was going to make him pay. She cast a spell on the bully and he immediately began to transform without even noticing. Suddenly, the tall, muscular jock was his own version of a perfect girl.
“Girls shouldn’t eat stuff like this.” She said, continuing to taunt Gigi. She noticed that her voice sounded different, and that something wasn’t quite right, but before she could think too long on it, she noticed her pack of sexy guy friends staring at her. She was suddenly craving male attention.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right… ‘Laurie’…” Gigi smugly replied. “After all… we girls have got to look good for the boys, right.” She said with a wink as she walked away. She was still craving a burger.
The Visit (2)
Dad- “Okay… Mandy… I know I haven’t texted or called for a couple days, but I’ve just been trying to wrap my mind around all of this…” T-T
High Society
Brandon Brenton III was traveling for business. When he arrived at the old, fancy hotel he was going to be staying in, the first thing he wanted was a stiff drink. He noticed that one of the hotel bars was being reserved for a private party. This frustrated the wealthy, impatient man. After he saw some strange looking people walk into the bar, he was curious about what kind of private party could be behind those doors. As he approached the large, velvet covered, double doors that led to the bar, he read the sign that read: “Annual Gathering of The Society”. Brandon was confused and intrigued by what “The Society” was. He figured that a successful man from a wealthy family such as his would not just be turned away. He knew that he would fit in with an elite society. He opened the doors, walked in, and couldn’t believe his eyes. The bar was filled with strange looking older men that looked like fairy tale themed magicians, and the sexiest, most beautiful women all over them. The women all fawned over the strange men, attending to their every whim. Brandon was baffled. He didn’t understand what was going on or who these men were supposed to be. He also noticed that there were women there besides the gorgeous ones. They almost looked like witches. Brandon was quickly beginning to feel uneasy as the strange looking people all started looking at him one after another. They looked at him almost as if he were their prey as he made his way to the bar to get his drink. He was taken aback by the strange sight of the beautiful bartender who had sparkling skin and was nearly the size of a child. She greeted him and winked at him as he sat down. Before Brandon could even ask what was going on or order his drink, the bartender cheerfully gave him one. Surprised by the complementary drink that the bartender simply called “The Society Special”, Brandon began to drink it, hoping that it would relax him in the midst of all of the weirdness. The drink was delicious, but he immediately began to feel strange. However, before he hadn’t even noticed, he had drunk the whole thing and the impish bartender was giving him a refill… He began to feel sick as various men at the party began getting very friendly with him all of a sudden. Feeling uncomfortable and tipsy from the surprisingly strong drink, he got up and staggered out of the Society’s get together. As he walked, Brandon felt that something wasn’t right. He felt lighter and smaller than he had been moments before. His hair felt long and his clothes felt different. He felt so delirious and disoriented that he couldn’t even look down at his feet even as he noticed a clicking sound with every step that he took. It was like the sound of high heels. As the drunken businessman made his way down the stairs to the hotel lobby, keeping a hand on the rail for balance, he wondered just what exactly could be in this “Society Special” drink that could make him feel this way. He idly inspected the glass in his hand. He paused as he saw his reflection in his martini glass. He figured that he must’ve been even drunker than he thought because he could swear that he had somehow magically transformed from a “Brandon” to a very beautiful “Brandy”. Brandy was shocked, she felt like she was in a strange dream that she couldn’t wake up from. She knew that she had to get back to that Society. She knew that they were behind her transformation somehow, and that they could fix her… or maybe they couldn’t, but she just REALLY felt the need to go back there for some reason…
Paying Dues
“Oh, dammit! Not again, girls! Grrr! I swear I’m starting to lactate more often… God, why the hell did I go to that creepy witch in that creepy shop and ask for her help. I was just a struggling MALE aspiring actor. I was sick of audition after audition and never getting anything, so I asked, no DEMANDED that the witch cast some kind of spell to make me a guaranteed hit in show business… I guess I wasn’t clear enough about what KIND of ‘show business’. She blew some powder in my face and chanted some weird words, and everything went white. When I opened my eyes I was nothing but a teenage boy’s living wet dream! The bitch actually had the nerve to ask for payment! My huge tits bounced as I stormed out of there, and guys have been ogling me ever since. I resisted them for a few days but it got harder and harder. Once my tits started lactating, I was becoming to horny to think straight. I fucked almost every guy I knew. I guess I should’ve just payed the bitch, because eventually I was lactating and getting horny every day. I just wanted to wake up from this nightmare. I finally went back to the shop to pay the witch anything to change me back… but she had disappeared.
I’ve tried to make the best of it, but the only parts I ever get cast for are small roles in bad sex comedies where I, of course, have to go nude, or horror movies where I get my head chopped off after a sex scene. My agent just says I’m “paying my dues”, and all actors have to go through it, but I feel like I’m getting nowhere the way things are now. I’ve been thinking… maybe it’s just time to call Horndogz Studios back. With my body and… ‘milky trick’, they’ve been after me. Oh well, if you can’t be a star… be a porn star.
Gene Pool (3)
In the past few months, it had become abundantly clear that the function of the nanites was to drastically increase human fertility. Carlita had quickly become pregnant after sleeping with Mr. Ramon so many times. Mr. Ramon insisted that she live with him in his house and have the baby. He assured her that she and the baby would be taken care of for the rest of their lives. In her mind, Carlita was still an immature male college football player. She couldn’t believe that she was pregnant. She couldn’t believe how much she wanted to constantly have sex with a man. She couldn’t believe that she said “yes” when Mr. Ramon proposed to her. She couldn’t believe that her giant tits were already lactating when she was only 3 months pregnant!
Gene Pool (2)
“Don’t fuck with me!” Carlos, now ‘Carlita’, said to the rich older gentleman who suddenly pulled back the shower curtain to reveal his guest’s wet, nubile body. The lecherous man had found the overly endowed, newly transformed Spring Breaker alone on the beach and offered her hospitality in his beachside mansion. Afraid to go back to her hotel where her horny, rambunctious friends were, she begrudgingly took him up on his offer. The first thing she did was get in the shower hoping to wake up from her nightmare or at least wash off whatever had transformed her into a big breasted babe. It was shortly after that the rich man, Mr. Ramon, interrupted her shower to inform her about the nanites after seeing the news reports. What he was really doing was hoping that the reports were true about those infected by the nanites being incredibly horny… They were very true…
Dark Master (18)
“Wow! You mean you can make it so I can still get good grades AND be super popular?!”
Gene Pool
Carlos was a football player at his college. He was enjoying his Spring Break in Cancun. He was partying and hooking up with girls almost nonstop. One day, while he was drunk on the beach, he noticed that everyone was leaving for some reason. He was too drunk to notice that people were panicked. Even his friends left him behind. As he stumbled around the beach looking for his friends, he tripped and landed on the wet sand. It was there that he passed out as the tide began rolling in.
Carlos woke up to the feeling of splashing seawater. He felt really groggy and hungover, but his body also felt very strange. Something was different. Something was wrong. He felt strange weights hanging from his chest as he shifted around in the sand. He felt sand in places he had never felt before. He felt smaller and softer. He felt that his hair was suddenly much longer. As Carlos jumped up and screamed in a girly voice, he was too distracted by his transformation to notice that there was no one else around. Everyone else had gotten word. Experimental nanites designed to alter people’s genes had been leaked into the ocean. Carlos was now very much “Carlita”…
Problem Child
Agent Hiller and Agent Calvin’s huge, heavy breasts jiggled as they sneakily peered into the room. The child was sitting in the center as he made his toys levitate and spin around him like a tornado. Their were dogs, cats, mice and other animals in the room. They agents had no way of knowing which of the boy’s “pets” and “toys” had once been people. The agents noticed a picture of the boy’s parents… only the images of his parents seemed to be alive and pleading for their son to stop and release them. The boy’s strange powers were getting out of hand. Hiller and Calvin were the only two agents brave enough to attempt to apprehend the boy. However, it was not their first attempt to bring in the powerful child. After all, they used to be African-American men.