Lauren shook her head and sighed as she entered the apartment. There on the couch was a blond woman wearing some of Lauren’s clothes, playing with herself. She was clearly lost in bliss, and didn’t even notice Lauren had entered the room.
I was jacking it in a thunderstorm to some hot TG caps when suddenly there was a deafening bang. My computer screen when white and a bolt of blue energy flew out of it right at me. I blacked out and came to sometime later to see that my laptop was now a smoldering ruin, but more shockingly than that, I had been turned into a chick with big boobs. I couldn’t help myself and immediately started up with my new body where my old one had left off.
Joe and his step sister Hailey didn’t really get along. Ever since their parents got married three years ago, they’d been stuck with each other. Hailey thought Joe was a mean nerd, and Joe thought Hailey was a spoiled brat.
Mark thought it would be easy. What better way to sneak into a rival fraternity full of nerds than to turn yourself into a busty Asian chick, right? He could go in there and steal their frat’s world champ anime trivia trophy that they were so proud of. They’d freak out. It would be hilarious.
My head spun as I felt another ring of beads materialize around my neck. I reached up and felt my already huge tits swell further in my hand. Things were getting out of control. The witch who’d cursed me made the rules very clear. Every thirty minutes I went without a guy touching my tits, pussy, or ass meant I’d grow even bigger and another ring of beads would be added to this cursed necklace. If, however, that guy fucked me I’d be stuck in that body forever. If I could still walk back to her tomorrow the witch would turn me back.
My whole body was tingling as he came on my tits. Cassie had her tits right there too, but I could tell he favored mine.
“Yeah you like that, don’t you you little sissy?” Kyla growled in your ear as she furiously rubbed your new crotch. You tried not to think about it. You tried to imagine this wasn’t what you wanted. You had to hold out. You couldn’t really give up your life so easily.
You found the magic wand at a garage sale with a hand written note taped to it. It was $5 so why not. It was a pretty nice looking wand, and though the piece of paper had “spells” written on it, you thought you could make use of it as part of a costume you were thinking about using.
Joe had been struggling at the start of his senior year to come up with an idea for a thesis. His generic liberal arts major meant he could pick practically anything, but it HAD to involve at least six months of research. He was complaining about his lack of focus to his roommate Mark one night when Mark suggested an idea.
I was getting on in years. I know 45 is not that old, but when you’re alone it feels much older. I had been successful. Very much so. Starting my own law firm at 33 and running it well for 12 years meant I didn’t have to worry about money anymore. That was nice, but my life felt empty. Felt alone and meaningless. That’s when I met Cassie.