“Ugh!” Travis said as he tugged on the breasts attached to his, now her, chest. Finally giving up, he let go, and they flopped and wobbled in their new freedom. “They aren’t fake…” he stammered, in shock with the realization of his new body. “They’re real…really attached…and they’re…mine…my boobs…” He jumped back a bit, sending his new assets shaking once again, a motion he was unfamiliar with. He was going to have to get used to “unfamiliar”.
I came to suddenly, and forcefully. My body and mind were full of new sensations, the pleasure of them almost taking over my thoughts. I let out a high-pitched moan as a hand grasped something attached to my chest. I moaned again as a second hand grabbed an identical mass on the other side of my chest. The hands shook them for a few moments, and it felt so good, but then it let the masses drop, and I felt their weight fully. I looked down, and saw two massive breasts, bound loosely in a pink top. And attached to my own chest.
Then the pounding started. In and out, in and out I felt it go. There was a man inside me. In that moment, amidst the swirls of pleasure filling my head and making soft sounds escape my lips, I knew what had happened.
I had one wish, and I had wasted it wishing to be able to see my sexy busty neighbor naked any time I wanted to. I must have been instantly put into her body, and she had been in the middle of something…personal.
The man finished and wasted no time getting dressed, though I was left feeling sort of unfulfilled. He walked out and put some money on the table. “A little extra,” he said with a wink, and I threw up a little in my mouth. My neighbor was a prostitute?! Was being the key word: I know I definitely wouldn’t be letting anybody else use this body. I threw off my thin top, tearing it slightly as I tried to get it over my huge new melons. When they were free I looked down at them. “Wow,” was all I could say for a full minute. “These are…” I wanted to say something good, something like “fantastic” or “amazing”, but somehow my mind went to: “heavy.” And they were: it was much easier to fall in love with these tits when you weren’t the one carrying them on your chest 24/7.
But more than that, they were something else now: mine. These breasts, were mine now, and I could see them any time I wanted to.
My mom finally left for the weekend. She would be back in time for Mother’s Day, which was perfect! I had found a magic powder that when sprinkled on any piece of clothing, and then worn, the wearer’s body would turn into an exact copy of the one who owns that particular piece of clothing. I’ve always been curious to find out what it was like to be a woman, and this seemed like a perfect time: the spell only lasted until midnight on the second day, which in this case was Mother’s Day.
She probably wasn’t even at the end of the road when I sprinkled the powder onto a pair of her panties. Wasting no time I quickly stripped out of my own boxers, and pulled on the silky black panties, one leg at a time. “I don’t feel any different…” I said out loud, shrugging and walking out of my room. wait, Mom’s panties were way big on me, why was I able to walk without them falling down my legs? I looked down, and saw the underwear was tight against my new curves, held in place by my loadbearing hips and thick ass. Looking down I also noticed my belly had pudged out slightly, but above that something more interesting was occurring:
My nipples had become wide, dark, and erect, and below them two small mounds were pushing them further and further away from my chest. I brushed my new long dark hair out of my eyes to get a better view of my growing breasts. I knew Mom was well endowed, but these were even bigger than I could’ve imagined! Why would my dad ever leave tits like these?! As they started to settle into their full size, I reached my dainty hands up to cup the monsters now resting on my chest. I fondled them for a moment, before allowing them to drop back down to their resting state. They were so huge, they sat on either side of my belly button.
It felt so strange to be calling parts of my mother’s body my own, but they were. These were my tits, my ass, my belly, my hair, my-
I gasped. My vagina! I tore off the panties, and just visible past the valley between my boobs, was my pussy. I squealed a bit, before reaching my slender fingers into my moist slit. A small moan escaped my lips. I slid deeper, and my moans grew larger. So this is what female masturbation is li-IIIke!
I came, squirting all over the hallway floor. I should have found it gross, but I felt so good I couldn’t be bothered to care. This body was fantastic!
My mom finally left for the weekend. She would be back in time for Mother’s Day, which was perfect! I had found a magic powder that when sprinkled on any piece of clothing, and then worn, the wearer’s body would turn into an exact copy of the one who owns that particular piece of clothing. I’ve always been curious to find out what it was like to be a woman, and this seemed like a perfect time: the spell only lasted until midnight on the second day, which in this case was Mother’s Day.
She probably wasn’t even at the end of the road when I sprinkled the powder onto a pair of her panties. Wasting no time I quickly stripped out of my own boxers, and pulled on the silky black panties, one leg at a time. “I don’t feel any different…” I said out loud, shrugging and walking out of my room. wait, Mom’s panties were way big on me, why was I able to walk without them falling down my legs? I looked down, and saw the underwear was tight against my new curves, held in place by my loadbearing hips and thick ass. Looking down I also noticed my belly had pudged out slightly, but above that something more interesting was occurring:
My nipples had become wide, dark, and erect, and below them two small mounds were pushing them further and further away from my chest. I brushed my new long dark hair out of my eyes to get a better view of my growing breasts. I knew Mom was well endowed, but these were even bigger than I could’ve imagined! Why would my dad ever leave tits like these?! As they started to settle into their full size, I reached my dainty hands up to cup the monsters now resting on my chest. I fondled them for a moment, before allowing them to drop back down to their resting state. They were so huge, they sat on either side of my belly button.
It felt so strange to be calling parts of my mother’s body my own, but they were. These were my tits, my ass, my belly, my hair, my-
I gasped. My vagina! I tore off the panties, and just visible past the valley between my boobs, was my pussy. I squealed a bit, before reaching my slender fingers into my moist slit. A small moan escaped my lips. I slid deeper, and my moans grew larger. So this is what female masturbation is li-IIIke!
I came, squirting all over the hallway floor. I should have found it gross, but I felt so good I couldn’t be bothered to care. This body was fantastic!
(Based off of this: http://opentgcaptions.com/enter/index.php/reader/read/24967)
“What do you mean they’re not growing?” my girlfriend shouted as she flexed her shoulders, causing her shirt to unbutton itself and her tits to come spilling out.
“How else could I make THAT happen?”
“This was not what I had in mind when they asked if we wanted a happy ending.” Chris told his cousin Ike.
I woke up, throwing the covers off me and sitting up, my legs dangling over the side of my bed. Wait. That wasn’t right. I could put my feet flat on the floor last night. And what’s with this weight on my chest…
“Holy cow, it worked! I have tits!” I reached up and took one of my bare new breasts in my hands, giving them a small squeeze. “Oh man that feels good!” I gave them another small squeeze before jumping out of bed, my new tits slapping on to my chest as I did so.
“Easy there girls,” I said looking down at them.
I walked over to the mirror in my room to get a better appreciation of my new body:
My tits hung heavily on my chest, my nipples big and round. Managing to pull my eyes away from them for a moment I looked further down.
“Woah, these hips don’t lie!”
My ass was barely covered by the pair of panties I had on. I guess the wish really did work. I had wished that everything would be as though I had been born a girl, and so far it seemed that way. My room was slightly different, my bedspread, everything.
“Hmm, what about my wardrobe?…” I walked over to my closet to get dressed, opened the door and saw everything I would have expected to see in a girl’s closet.
“What to wear…” I mumbled to myself. I looked through several of my bras, before finally deciding to just go without one today.
“You girls are perky enough without any help,” I said to my boobs. Instead I grabbed an orange tank top and put that on, my braless tits straining the straps just a bit. Next I pulled off my panties and replaced them with a tighter blue pair, before finally pulling up a pair of barely-shorts over them.
Having gotten dressed I bounded down the stairs for breakfast, my tits practically escaping from their orange fabric prison. I tried to pull the neckline up to cover them a bit more, but that just made them bounce around, so I juggled them, a smile slowly forming on my lips. As they settled down, I noticed a shadow of my nipples poking though the top.
“Oh well, guess everybody’s getting a show today.”
I walked over to the counter to pour myself a bowl of cereal, enjoying the sway of my hips and the wobble of my boobs. I reached up to grab a box off the top of the fridge, and realized I was noticeably shorter than before. I just shrugged my shoulders and jumped to get the box down, enjoying the way my breasts moved with each hop.
After finishing my breakfast, I sat for a minute, thinking how best to break in this new body…
Finally, I had made a decision: “I think I’ll go to the mall and see how much attention you girls can give me!” And so I set out, enjoying each step in my new body…