It’s just a bad dream. I pinched myself again and again but nothing changed. I was still the woman wearing the red panties covering a flat crotch and the red heels on her girly feet. I’m not waking up and it’s worrying. I’m not a woman. I don’t know how to be a woman. I don’t want to be a woman. Wake up. I’m a man. Wake up.
The challenge was simple. Martin and Joe had to walk a set distance. It was a substantial distance but it was just walking. However, there was a catch, they had to wear heels. Being two confident males they confidently took the challenge.
They arrived early in the morning ready for their challenge. Two pairs of red heels were there they each slipped them on. Then tingling ran up their hodies. They were changing. Body hair was abolished, breasts grew, dicks disappeared and they became female. Even their clothing changed. Martin became a leggy blonde in polka dot shorts while Joe became a brunette in a floral skirt. They initially panicked and were set on changing back however they came to the conclusion that to change back that would have to complete the walk.
Forward they marched. The first few steps were shaky but they soon were both striding forth like the women they were. Each were noticing their bodies. They both were well aware of the long hair tickling their neck and shoulders and occasionally shielding their vision. At the beginning of the walk they both mutually were aroused by the wobbling of their breasts but it soon became an annoying hinderance.
Soon they had covered quite the distance and fatigue was setting in. Sweat was cooly running down their shaved armpits which were once a hairy forest. They came to the conclusion that the rear-ends of females were very different. They were so soft. They bounced and jiggled with each step they took forward. Not to mention what lies between their legs. Nothing. There’s nothing there. The abscence of their familiar male genetalia was disturbing. Almost sickening but it was comfortable.
Finally, the two high heeled females had reached the destination. They’d completed the challenge triumphantly. Yet no one was there. It didn’t look like they were changing back. They searched and searched. They waited and waited but no one came. They accepted the fact that they’d have to just be women. Mia and Jess went back to their apartments to dive into their feminity.
The three men were hopeless. No one would give them a job. They weren’t dumb or incapable but no one wanted them. Then an employment agency came up with a radical new approach. Sexy women in short skirts and heels are bound to please a male employer. So the three men became three women.
Marcus became Mary (Left).
Gus became Gloria (middle).
Damien became Dawson (right).
The three women soon found jobs as personal assistants in one of the world’s largest banks. The best thing was that the three girls got to stick together. They purely wanted jobs. They believed that becoming women would be a large sacrifice but now their views have changed. They all love being female. Even their sexuality has been altered to suit their new forms. Gloria has already lost her virginity and is renowned for being the office slut. She is rumoured to have fucked at least a dozen men this month. Mary on the other hand is more reserved and due to her new female urges is slowly introducing herself to the dating scene. Dawson on the other hand, as you can see from the ring on her finger, is engaged. Dawson loves her fiancé and will marry him within the next 6 months. Dawson looks forward to a long loving marriage with maybe even children along the way.
The three of them certainly gained more than jobs due to their changes.
Cameron never cared about trick or treating, or putting up decorations, or dressing up as his favorite character for Halloween. In fact, he rather disliked the whole event, he hated ghosts and other spooky stuff, but he was getting ready to go out tonight. His college was holding a big unofficial Halloween party, and Cameron wouldn’t miss it for the world. He could already picture all the girls, in their skimpy outfits.
“How on earth will you change back?” Questioned the man standing over the young girl with a booming voice.
“Well Daddy, I’m not sure I want to be a boy again.” Stated Sam shrugging her shoulders.
“How could you not want to be a man?” Cried the father.
“Because being a girl is better, if you had the chance you would agree” argued Sam.
“I’m a man through and through and you are a man and my son” shouted the father.
“Your wrong Daddy, I’m a girl and I’m your daughter” explained Sam kindly.
“But your name is Samuel.”
“Samantha” corrected Sam, “but I still like to be called Sam”
“What could even make you want to be a woman?” Questioned the father angrily.
“I don’t have enough time to explain all the excellent reasons why I am now on the better side of the gender wall. But for starters look behind me.” Motioned Sam.
“What am I even looking at?” Quizzed the father.
“Shoes” smiled Sam.
“Shoes! Only fucking shoes have you lost your mind?”
“No Daddy I have not”
“You’re probably not even a woman anyway, how can you transform with out me knowing about it?”
“Well Daddy,” sighed Sam shrugging her shoulders once again, “I never intended to be a girl, when I went away there was a chemical spill which made me a female, that’s why I’ve been away so long. I had to learn how to live as a female and now I love it”
“You’re not my son, you’re a fucking disgrace. I am ashamed of you” growled the father.
Sam was hurt by this at first but then came up with the perfect reply, “you know what Daddy, you’re right, I’m your daughter, you’re beautiful daughter. Oh, and Daddy I was wondering about birthdays and things after all mine is coming up soon. There are these green heels I’ve been looking at on the internet and I absolutely adore them” said Sam cheekily.
With that Sam’s father walked off and she never saw him again not that Sam truly felt as though she had lost anything.
‘What can I do?’ thought Kyle, now Kayla. ‘I have to find that witch, to lift me of this curse. I can’t live like this!’
I was never a wealthy man. I always struggled to pay the rent and put food on the table. I had to buy a bicycle instead of a car, purely because I couldn’t afford the registration or gas. I often fantasised about what it would be like to be rich and where cost is no barrier. What it is like to be noticed by the community as something other than hopeless, poor and desperate.
So, when a website stated that it could make people get rich quick, I leaped at the opportunity. I didn’t read the terms and conditions. I was simply too excited. With the intense desire to be wealthy on my mind, I rushed through all the questions it asked and clicked “GET RICH”.
You see, I expected a cheque to come in the mail that would give me the financial support I so dearly required but instead my world went black. It felt like I was spinning endlessly. Floating like a cork in the ocean. Then the feeling passed and it kind of felt like I was on a plane, high in the sky. I hadn’t been on a plane since I was young, simply because I couldn’t afford it but I was positive that I was indeed on a plane.
I forced my eyes open. The interior was a tan leather, with Blackwood panels. The plane was certainly the most luxurious thing I’d ever seen.
Then I brushed my long hair away from my face. It was then I realised something wasn’t right. I never had long hair. After placing hands on my chest I found there to be two round soft fleshy mounds lying there. I was wearing a silk robe and ripped it off my body quickly. I did indeed have breasts. My hand flew to my crotch like a rocket but it was gone. Nothing was left except a slit. I had a vagina. I was a woman.
I was unsure of what to think. I never wanted to be a woman. I wanted to be rich but I didn’t see a reasonable reason why being a woman had to be part of it. I didn’t know how to wear dresses, skirts, bras, heels, panties and make up. I didn’t want to be a woman. However, I hadn’t tried it first.
A man in an impeccably tailored suit came to my aid. He explained to me that I was a model with quite a fortune due to a rich inheritance and that this is my private airplane.
It took a while adjusting to my new body. However, I love it now. It’s great being rich and all but if I was offered to change back to my old body but still maintain my fortune, I would politely decline. I would rather be poor than lose this body.
Being a woman is great. You get to wear all kind of gorgeous clothes. Heels just make me look sexy. Even if I wasn’t rich I could get anything I desire because of men’s strong attraction to me. I’m rich and I’m beautiful. It couldn’t be better.
When I told a genie that I wanted to be a famous celebrity, my wish was granted. However, becoming Lindsay Lohan, a woman, wasn’t my intention.
Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore the celebrity lifestyle I now live. However, the female lifestyle I can live without. Heels are uncomfortable. It’s hard to sit in a dress without flashing people, even going to the bathroom is that bit more difficult. And don’t even get me started on hair and make up.
I love being a celebrity and I may love women but I don’t love being them.
I’m coming I’m coming, these fucking Heels are impossible to walk in, I’m going to break an ankle.
The world was changing. For some unknown reason there was more males than females. If the trend continued there would be no females and effectively no human race. So the governments of the world took action. They decided to turn some men into women.
They chose to take men through in groups of friends so they weren’t outcasts.
Sam, Aiden and Ian were best mates. They played in the school football team together and all knew each other since they were very young.
One day a pair of government representatives came and took them away. Despite the boys being frustrated about having to give away their manhoods they understood the situation.
The procedure was simple they simply just had to stand in a chamber while chemicals were sprayed across their bodies. They felt their bone structures change into a feminine one and then they grew breasts and a plump female ass. Then their male genitalia retracted to form a clean youthful vagina.
They chose new names and Sophie (left), Andrea (middle) and Yvonne (right) were born.
The girls adapted pretty well and maintained their friendship. They do everything together. When they first became girls they went shopping almost everyday as they tried to find clothes that suit their new bodies.
They’re only concern was becoming attracted to men. Sophie and Andrea have already lost their virginity to men due to their new bodies desires. However Yvonne still claims she loves women and is currently trying to gain a contract as a lesbian pornstar.
These girls love their new forms.