I had just started classes at a new college. I had no friends yet. On my first class I met a beautiful blonde girl. She was smart, and hot. But the weird part was nobody would talk to her. I don’t know why everyone just appeared to ignore her. I talked to her, she was funny, and I could tell she enjoyed talking to me.
“So how do you like your gift Robert?” Ashley said to her husband.
“Oh MY GOSH!! I love it! You really are the best wife, so open to my desires.” said Robert, kissing his wife and thinking about how this came to be. He was a home sitting at is computer looking up Nu-You Bodysuits, when his wife popped up behind him. She was startled to see her husband looking up bodysuits. She shouted “Oh Am I NOT PRETTY enough for you anymore!?” Then Robert broke down and confessed that the suits he was looking were really for him. He said he was curious about bodysuits and having a lesbian experience. Startled she had to admit, she did miss her college experimentation with the fairer gender, but hadn’t since she had fallen for Robert. “Well then, why and I just finding about this now.
I told you I had the brief period in college.” Now sitting on the couch comparing boob sizes with her husband she thought this was a great idea. And she couldn’t wait for tonight to make a real woman out of him with some of the other things she ordered on the Nu-You site!
I feel her tongue sliding, probing deeper into my new slit. My juices gushing onto her mouth, dripping down her chin. I feel the pressure building deep inside as another explosive climax takes over my entire being.
It’s my first time in L.A. I was talking a walk, when I saw a black purse lying on the floor. “I should take a look at it, and have returned to the owner” I thought. I picked up the purse, and looked inside, there was no id, nothing, just a few sex toys and a bracelet. “The owner must have been some kinky girl…” I took a look at the bracelet, it looked like it really was made out of gold, and in its inner side there was an engraving. “You are the owner of this purse. Enjoy your new life.” Funny, I thought. I should leave the purse where I found it, maybe the owner will pick it up later.
“What? You suddenly have a problem with me going out to dance with my girlfriends?” I asked.
“But I thought you would want to be with me.” Simon pleaded.
“You may have used that wish to make me your wet dream girl, but I guess you get off on lesbians cause I still don’t want you, or any guy for that matter.” I told him.
“It was my wish though, how come I’m not getting what I want.” Simon protested.
“Hey I’m the victim here. We were friends. You think I like explaining to my parents that Kyle is gone and only Kylie remains. That and I’m some raver chick that got kicked out of school cause I won’t wear clothes thicker than dental floss. So much for Harvard. I don’t think you have a right to complain.”
“I never really thought magic was real, please forgive me.” Simon begged.
“It is not all that bad, I mean look at me. You at least have one hell of a fantasy life going on in that head of yours. I’ve got some surprising talents and wicked dance moves. Tell you what. I’ll let you watch a little after party action when we get back. How does that sound?” I asked.
“Well, that does sound good, thanks.” Simon conceded.
“Why don’t you go and get a video camera. We may as well make some movies. I’m going to need money and without a degree I may as well use this horny body you gave me for something useful. I don’t seem to have any modesty to care if people see me naked or fucking.” I suggested
“Uhhhmmm… Okay.” Simon said surprised.
“Great, so here is the plan. I’ll go get pumped on the dance floor then bring back some girls for some on screen action. Plus I’m sure eventually one of them will be bisexual and you will have the only dick in the room. I’m sure things will all work out in the end.” I reassured.
“That would be great.” Simon cheered.
Though his wish didn’t go as planned he is glad Kylie is still being a friend and looking out for him a bit. Being the cameraman sounds like a great opportunity. Maybe this would be better for both of them in the end.
Finally, my sickest fantasies are coming true!
So I was just playing some videogames when two armed men entered my home. They started pointing their guns and yelling at me. I was too scared to run. They put a bag on my head and took me out of my appartment and into their car. As I entered the car, I felt something hit me in the head and I passed out.
“You thought you were going to turn me into the woman and I’d, what, have sex with you immediately!” I screamed at him. He looked at me sheepishly, his voice no more than a whisper, “yeah”. “Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you?” I continued screaming. “I can’t believe this. How do you even do something like this?” I was still angry but calming down a bit. He told me it was magic scroll. I stormed out of the room and went to my own room and slammed the door behind me.
It will be hard to believe, but one day, for no reason at all, I found an old dusty notebook on my desk. It was completely empty, no one had written on it before. I didn’t give it much thought, I was sure someone else had forgotten it. I took it to the front desk, but as soon as I was back at my desk, the notebook was there again. It was impossible, almost like it had teleported or something.
The latch on the door to our dressing room clicked open and I slowly turned my head to see my wife standing in the doorway.
The groceries she was carrying immediately fell to the floor and her jaw dropped open.
“Oh my god, is that you Martin?” she gasped.
“Oh, hi sweetheart I didn’t expect you home so soon, could you help me find a bra and nickers that fit, I’ve got these curves everywhere!”
“But..but what happened?” she squealed.