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Help! I’m a teen sorority blonde bimbo party girl

I get caught cheating one time, and, like I told Nancy if she’d go party once in a while, it wouldn’t have happened, but she never goes out, all she does is study, and do her stupid witch crap with her friends… well, at least I thought it was stupid. Turns out my girlfriend and her best friend actually practice witchcraft.
They put a curse on me, and changed my entire life so that instead of a 30 year old mechanic, no one remembers my old life, as the man Brian Swanson, and everyone knows me as 18 year old party girl Brianna Swanson. They used magic, and changed me into a fucking chick, a freaking super hot,blonde teenage bimbo. I cant act like myself unless I concentrate so hard that it sometimes makes me pass out, so I’m stuck acting like Brianna the teen party queen, almost all the time, doing my hair, wearing make up, painting my nails, dressing like a slutty sorority girl, constantly having all mens eyes on my tight, traffic stopping body everywhere I fucking go. After three days I could barely stand it, it’s humiliating… shopping with my annoying friends (even if their all smoking hot), trying on skirts and dresses at the mall, flirting with dudes! I even spent hours trying on tiny thong underwear and push up bras (as if my tits arnt already annoying enough) and a bunch of fucking lingerie! I did get to see my super fine friends trying stuff on as well, getting naked, and, I started getting excited in my mind, trying to will my body to move in on one of those little sluts, but physically, nothing! I’m in a womens changing room watching 18 year old girls try on fuck me underwear, and I can’t even get turned on…
I do have to admit though, while those girls are hot, this body I’m stuck in is a knock out,(and, even though I might be a teenage blonde bimbo, that doesn’t mean I can’t still appreciate my body as a male, I have to admit, I’m a fucking knock out.) so damn sexy, and that slutty underwear looks great on her, me, whatever.
That night I spent hours posing for myself in the mirror, dancing for myself, shaking my tits, sucking my fingers, and eventually ended up getting myself off, which was incredible but also bizarre, being on the receiving end of fingering a girl, but… holy shit the orgasms were amazing. Like nothing I’ve ever felt. I just wish that night I wouldn’t have had the weird sex dreams… not about this hot body, or chicks I’ve fucked in the past… no, at first, it seemed alright, but then, my girl brain and these hormones are fucking with me,
The dream seemed totally real, more real than any I’ve ever had. I was in a changing room with Kelly, this super hot, but annoying redhead with big tits that are so fucking firm you’d think they were fake (there not) that always is hanging out with me, and, praise god! I’m back in my male body again. We start to get it on, I can feel my dick straining against my pants… then I look in the mirror, and, suddenly, I’m Brianna again, my bleached blonde hair framing my sexy face, Im wearing a tiny black tube top, my tits pressing out and clearly view able through the sheer top, crotchless lacey black panties and black high heels and nothing else, and Kelly, she’s got on a cheerleading uniform, but it’s so short and the top clings to her big boobs so tight theres no way it’s legal. She looks so fucking hot… except for the huge strap on dildo she’s holdng in her hand. Ok, not what I’d choose, but… some hot lesbian action might be alright I think. So we’re kissing, feeling each other up,touching, and I picture us sixty nining… and all the sudden… a dude walks in! Big, huge football player types. I try to yell to get out, but instead, he sits and watches me and Kelly go at it, kissing feeling up each others tits, he sits in a chair, and we each take turns going down on each other, eating each others tight, wet pussies, and I can see Jason watching us, his dick out, hard as a rock, and he’s stroking it while he watches us. I’m so turned on, that I think I might actually have kind of liked him watching.
Finally, the guy, a lean, tall blonde that I somehow know is named Jason, grabs Kelly and they start going at it. Ripping clothes off, his dick is out, she’s sucking it… and I’m just watching, but I can feel my body getting more and more turned on each second. He’s laying on top of her, fucking her like a machine, and I’m on the bed next to them, and I can feel my hand between my legs as I watch.
Then, suddenly Tim, a huge linebacker from high school, that… I guess I used to date? He’s in the room too. He picks me up. I want to fight him off, but I’m so horny… next thing I know, my arms and legs are wrapped around his huge body, and I’m kissing him and he’s kissing me back, hard, while his hands squeeze my ass and legs, and he runs them down my back and over my perfect tits, lingering to roughly squeeze them, which makes me squeel with pleasure. Then he lies me down, and… my hand is just between his legs, in his pants, pulling them down. Then I grab his huge dick and start working it with my hand, and then my lips… sucking him off like a pro, until I finally can’t wait, so I climb up, looking at his big, hard dick, imagining it pushing into me, and then I straddle him… and, just as I lower myself down to slide my throbbing pussy onto his huge dick, I wake up, in mid scream, two fingers buried in my soaking wet cunt, and my body in the middle of a orgasm that goes on for what seems like minutes, practically making me black out. Read more

Extreme Cosplay – Part 2

“Spencer, you were soooo right. I don’t know how I could have ever doubted you,” Norman whispered sensually, leering at his own new voluptuous female body through his Batgirl mask. “I’ve never felt such dominance and potential. We’ve always been ignored as geeks, but no one will ignore us NOW! I know I was furious when you first changed me with that magic crystal you found, but that all just seems so foolish. Now I feel almost electric and brimming with potential. As for the cosplay contest, you’re thinking far too small. Looking like this, winning the contest would be child’s play. But just think of all of the things we could do and explore and accomplish. There are already so many things that this new body is begging me to experience, so many things I’d never had the courage to try. For instance, until now, I’ve never been very forward sexually, always being too scared to come right out and say what I want. But now I’ll say THIS — All of this fondling has got me so fucking hot that I demand you go down on me! Screw the fucking cosplay contest, I need to feel a female orgasm right now!”

Bringing her back

A couple of months ago, Emily, my girlfriend Jenny and I were driving across town. I got distracted for a couple of seconds, and skipped a red light. We crashed, the car was completely damaged, Jenny and I weren’t even scratched, but sadly, Emily was injured, and a couple of hours later, at the hospital, she passed away. Read more

Nemesis – Villain’s Log

Day 4:
My plan continues to work perfectly. Ever since I transformed myself into Amaza-Girl’s weakness – a submissive nymphomaniac lesbian – she’s been completely unable to resist me. She actually took me into her lair, the fool! Unfortunately, so far she’s been insatiable, and I haven’t been able to get away from her long enough to implant the nanovirus. Read more

A new position

When Rachel’s girlfriend, Natasha, came home from work she’d been reading a book, ten minutes later Rachel was ploughing Natasha after Natasha had begged Rachel to use the strap-on her. The girls panting and moaning filled the room along with the smell of perfume and sex, Rachel loved the smell of their bodies especially Natasha hair. When ever Natasha let Rachel fuck her with the strap-on, which was rare because Natasha didn’t like being penetrated too deeply, Rachel would fuck her in the missionary position so she could smell her wonderful blonde hair. Today, Natasha had told Rachel that she wanted to see her tits bouncing, so Rachel had to fuck her in a weird porn film like position which wasn’t very conformable but she was getting to use her little used strap-on so she wasn’t complaining. Read more

The Morning After

For whatever reason, either psychological or biological, last night didn’t feel weird at all. During the heat of the moment it had felt entirely natural, entirely organic to fuck in their current state… but today, the morning after, suddenly I began to feel a tiny bit perverse. Read more

Internal Dilemma

When they started, Melanie had only thought they were exceptionally vivid dreams. She would always imagine herself as someone else, someone close to her, and within the dream would live as part of their body for a few fleeting hours during the night. Read more

Under Her Spell

“Is this what you want?” I asked, letting the silk robe fall from my shoulders. I was no stranger to new bodies, or to new experiences, so having been transformed into a sleek feminine form was nothing I couldn’t handle. But this body, it was one I knew well. I had become very familiar with it over the years, having laid with the original owner nearly every night. Read more

Narcissism

“Oh, hey Rick! Which one do you think looks better, the green or the leopard print?” Read more