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Becoming a blonde bimbo

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I sat in the room scared shitless. The jocks have never liked nerds like me but this was ridicolous, why would they ever kidnap me?!
The had placed me in a room without windows and only one door in and commanded me to sit still on the lone chair that was in the room.
I heard them coming. The four of them entered the room again, one took guard behind me, one to the left, one to the right and their leader in the middle in front of me. The leader, Jack, was holding something in his hand. It looked like a Powerade bottle but the color of the drink didn´t match that particular taste. I knew that much.
“Drink”, Jack ordered me.
I was still scared. Maybe this was just a bad prank?
“All of it”. He handed me the bottle.
The fear must have been evident in my eyes as Jack got an evil smile on his face.
I gulped down the liquid in the bottle. Definately not Powerade. It tasted less chemical and more natural, even though it fizzled like a soda. Read more

Swedish Sin

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I started to polish the dirty oil lamp I had bought from the flea market earlier today to see if I could restore it and make a buck on it. To my big suprise a mist is emitted from the lamp and from that very mist a muscular blue appear.
– Your wish is my command –
I looked at the big man standing in front of me with a gaping mouth and staring eyes.
– Three wishes will be bestowed upon you. Chose them well. You are not allowed to change your riches or use a wish against another human. Those are the rules –
The genie, it has to be a genie I thought, fell silet and unmoving after uttering those words.
“Um, hello?”
No answer.
“Helloooo?”
The genie was as stoic as before. No reaction.
Three wishes eh? And not wishing for money and I cannot make either Greg the scumbag turn into a dog or make Michelle love me. What to do instead? I do harbor a deep desire to travel the globe, maybe this was my chance?
“Yo genie! Here´s what I wish:
1: I can travel anywhere just by thinking about it.
2: Wherever I go I will be totally immersed in the local culture.
3: I will look like one of the natives.” Read more

Astral Leisure

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I let my hand through my hair. Well, technically it was Jasmines hair. My legs were still a bit unsteady so I had to lean against the chest of drawers so I could stand up.My foray´s into astral walking had paid of way better than I ever could have thought. First I considered it humbug but gave it a try just in case. Turned out I was a natural. In the beginning I could leave my body on float around in my room, then I could explore the house with a greater extent of control. Then it dawned on me that I could use my newfound ability to sneak peek on my hot neighbour Jasmine. I flew over there and I saw her sleeping. It was so surreal, I could walk through walls and look at other people. I wanted to touch her so I reached out with my transparent hand against her…knockers. When I made contact another strange thing happened. I got sucked into her and took over her body! I opened my eyes and smelled the air. My chest felt heavy and the hair was a mess. I looked at myself in the mirror and Jasmine looked back at me. I started to make faces and she mimicked every move I made. There was a low rumble from the gut and I was expelled from her body, but still in her room. She looked confused. “Did I sleepwalk?”, she muttered to herself. Personally I felt that I wanted more time in her body and I touched her boobs again with my incorporeal hand. Nothing happened. I tried running into her. Jump into her. Sit on her. But nothing worked. Not until she went to sleep again. Those natural mental defenses seemed to be down when you were sleeping. I possessed her again and this time I decided to try to mentally keep her sleeping. It worked acutally, I got a longer stay this time around. Practice makes perfect. Nowdays I can manage five hours without being ejected. The more often I take her over the longer I can stay. She doesnt understand yet why she can be more tired waking up than going to bed. I can thank my newly aquired proficency in mental manipulation for that one. I`ll have to go now because I have got an date with some sexy lingerie that she doesnt know she own, and a full set of vibrators that she doesnt know exist.

Toy Gun

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“Dude! We got a package!”. Larry signed the form and recieved the package from the delivery guy. Read more

The clothes do the woman

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I tried to struggle and get free from the one holding my arms but she was deceptively strong, even considering that I now just had a fraction of my original strength than before the change.
The woman in front of me eyed me with a smirk on her pretty face. “Will you struggle against to put on every garment we try to dress you with? We´re just halfway”.
I gave her an angry look. “I will not willingly put on a bra, you bitch! It´s not natural for a man to to have boobs and use bras”.
She made a low-key laugh. “Oh, really? What do you think about your panties, pantyhose and heels then?”
“They are perfectly fine to wear!”, I retorted.
Her smile grew wider. “I can see that, you walk those heels like a pro. Hold still so I can put on this bra around you”. She aligned the cups to my foreign breasts, reached around and clasped the hooks.
I felt this flutter in my stomach after she had done that. And my head felt a little woozy. I was glad the woman holding me at least made sure I was steady on my feet. Looking down I saw that my two girls was supported by a satin black bra. It felt nice, was comfortable and gave me a decent clevage. I was glad I was wearing it to support my fairly big boobs.
“Do you like it?”, the woman in front of me asked.
“The bra? How come? It´s what I use to wear”, I spat at her.
“Thought so”, she said with another smirk.
“Change me back”, I growled at her and tried to get out of the armlock the other woman had on me, to no avail.
She feigned a shocked expression; “Change you back? Why do that now when we are almost done?”. She picked up a black piece of fabric from behind her.
“You see this? When you put this on you will become one of us”. It was an black dress. I could see that when she looked for the opening for the head. She found it and began to move it over my head while I tried to avoid it by thrashing my head back and forth.
The woman holding me changed her grip into a headlock instead to keep me still
The opening to the dress passed my head and the dress itself was resting around my neck. I was filled with this serene feeling, it felt so right to have it one me.
“Release her”, the woman in front of me ordered.
With my arms free I could complete my yearning to wear the dress properly and I began to pull it down my body. It hugged my curves perfectly and I was so satisfied that it fit me so well.
I noticed that my brown hair that had fell in my face began to take on a lighter color and was becoming more and more blonde for every second.
It felt like I was coming out of a hazy dream and now I was finally able to enter the real world. When my eyes got clearer I saw Rowena and Mallory stand next to me. My Sisters.
Mallory took my hands and gave me a happy look. “Welcome to the world Abbigail”.

Forceful Transformation

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Devlin snuck into his roommates bedroom. He had heard him snoring and figured out it was time to put his plan in motion.Quiet as an mouse he moved around in Martin´s bedroom and produced a small pouch from his pocket. Carefully Devlin began to sprinkle it all over Martin whilst reciting latin phrases. It didn´t take long for the changes to start happening where Martin was changing form from his male physique to the more slender female. Devlin watched the changes with glee. After a short while there was a sleeping woman in bed instead, nice hourglass, big butt and boobs. And her vagina was easily accessible. Devlin had been wearing protective clothing but now he removed everything until he was totally naked. He stroked his cock up and down to make sure it was firm and ready. Satisfied with the firmness he applied lube to his cock to make the first penetration much easier. Without hesistation he mounted the sleeping woman from behind and began to pump his dick in and out with fervour. It was the worst wakeup Martin had ever had as he felt something moving in and out of him, and something heavy pressing him down. He tried to push the intruder away but he lacked the strength and was pinned down. Devlin was focused on the task to keep pumping in and out and soon he was rewarded with the first female moan from Martin, who struggled lesser and lesser. “You´re mine now, bitch”, Devlin growled as he released his load into Martin. The jets of semen triggered her orgasm as well and Devlin felt how her vaginal muscles pulsed against his dick. Her eyes rolled back up in her head and something clicked in her mind. “Turn around”, Devlin ordered. She did as she was told. “Who are you?”, he asked. She was quiet for some seconds, searching for the answer, until she remembered. “I`m yours, Master”.

For the betterment of society

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It might seem harsh but the upsides was worth it, if anything it lowered the crime rates to a new low.
Anyone that had been sentenced to a life sentence, or worse, was eligible to this new kind of punishment.
What we see here is another batch of criminals that have been transformed into well mannered members of society. With the influx of new women, the gender ratios would be shifted, weighing more heavily towards more females. This would ensure that almost every male would have a girlfriend to call his own, with the added bonus that his frustration and restlessness would diminish.
None of the new females remembered their old lives, a new one had been meticulously created for them instead. No bad memories or experiences was left in them. They were happy and hungry on everything life had to offer them.

Learning to walk again

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Sixth day as a female and the second big milestone had been reached: dressing yourself in a sexy lingerie.
The first milestone was learning how to apply make up and do your hair. A project that took considerable effort.
Now it was time for the third: learning how to walk correctly in high heels.
The potion that transformed youhad been amazing but it didn´t give or teach you any skills on how to act feminine, you have to take care of that yourself.
Small steps. Heel to toe. How hard can it be?

Getting yourself a french maid

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Kyle had a smirk on his face, watching Danielle dancing for him.
Oh , those bountiful breasts tantalizingly dangling before him. And those wide hips jutting from side to side.
He thought back to past events leading up to this exquisite situation when he hand his roommate Daniel made a bet. The loser would be transformed by the winner into a french maid and be forced to tidy the whole apartment. The spell would break when all of the apartment clean. Until then the loser would be stuck as an bimbo french maid with an appetite for sexy cleaning.
As soon as the spell had been cast Kyle quickly locked the door to one of the toilets and hid the key. As long as she wouldnt be able to get inside and clean she wouldn´t either transform back, and Kyle would be able to keep this sexy minx indefinitely.

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