Magic Wheel – Collin
“And 3,2,1 awake!” The magician said as Collin was brought from his trance. Collin looked around, confused. He was in a room he didn’t recognize and there was a man whom he’d never met standing in front of him, smiling.
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Get a Kick 2
I walked through the house looking for my mom, trying to suppress the feminine sway that came with this body and this ass. This effort only aided in making my movements stiff and making me jiggle more than I already did. Still, I was able to manage until I nearly fell on my face, a pair of heels suddenly appearing on my feet.
“Damn it mom…” I said under my breath as I stopped to step out of the heels. Once they were off I took a step and nearly fell over once again, the shoes having reappeared on my feet. Obviously my mom’s got the real-time monitor on Adobe Change and she’s actively editing me, so when she saw I took the heels off she put them back on me with just one click. I let out an annoyed ‘Grrr’ and continued to find her, heels be damned. To my further anger, I found it next to impossible to avoid swaying my hips and ass while wearing these heels.
Controlled by Mom
“Alright honey, turn around, let’s see the back.” My mom said from my body. Through the magic of whatever it was giving her all this power, I was compelled to do whatever she said. So I turned around and showed her my backside.
Get a Kick 3
“Oh what to do, what to do…” My mother mused as I stood frozen, forced into some ‘sexy pose’. “This program has so many options… but I suppose there’s no rush. Maybe I’ll just leave you like that for a while, hm? A living statue?”
“Come on, mom. I don’t want to do this.”
“You’re right, that’s boring. Let’s see how far this obedience option can go. You don’t like being a woman much do you?”
“Definitely not.”
“I can tell” She said smiling. “but you make such a sexy one. Let’s see you move what your mamma gave you *giggle*. Shake those melons around, son.”
A Mother’s Work 2
Jason spent the afternoon and evening completing all of his mothers, now his, chores. He vacuumed, did laundry and made dinner for Helen, his mother posing as him, and Jane, his sister now daughter. When Helen was around, Jason did his best to act like her. He grimaced on the inside when he called his sister “sweety”, and especially when she called him, “mom”. He knew that his mom was watching him closely, looking for any slip up. After having used the bathroom to pee once and finding it horribly awkward and gross, he knew he couldn’t risk being stuck as his own mother forever. So he did as his mother wanted and pranced around the house pretending to be her, much to his embarrassment and her amusement.
A Mother’s Work
“Mom- did you… am I?” Jason tried to find his words.
Kira
Kira Ariato was a girl I’d known for a few years. When she first came to town in 5th grade she didn’t know a lot of english so I took great joy in making fun of her for that. Added to that, since high school she had gained some weight, making her kind of pudgy. Of course I didn’t ignore that and would make fun of her for that too. She was a favorite victim of mine, and the way her face would scrunch up in anger whenever she heard me insult her was too hilarious.
Get a kick
My mother has been having far too much fun lately, ever since she got ahold of that program. A few weeks ago I had found, through some strange dealings on the internet, a copy of Adobe Morph- a program that somehow allows the user to totally alter a subjects body, mind and life. I had no idea the program could do what it claimed until I tried it. My first change was giving myself purple hair. When it worked, and I actually had purple hair down to the root, I was beside myself with amazement. When I googled the program it didn’t appear to exist, so I was either crazy or I had stumbled upon some actual goddamn magic.
Backwater p1
I was on a cross country road trip driving through the deep south when my car broke down. I was in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone reception, but I remembered passing a little bait shop a few miles back. I decided to walk, even though the sun was going down and I knew I wouldn’t get there until after dark, but it was better than waiting out the night. After a few hours of walking I finally reached the shop, but it appeared to be closed. I knocked on the door and a young guy around my age opened the door.
Broken Machine 3
While my father showered I got dressed quickly so I could be out of the room and back in the guest room before he was gone. I found a pair of gym shorts that rose high up my thigh but were quite loose enough for my liking. I slipped on one of my dad’s t-shirts, once again going braless, and made my way back to the only place I could avoid people, the guest room.