Bored & wet

Francis tried to concentrate on the book and ignore the sensations of wetness emanating from his cunt, but he failed miserably. He squirmed and squeezed his legs together in his sister’s tight white slacks, looking up at the wall clock.

Francis tried to concentrate on the book and ignore the sensations of wetness emanating from his cunt, but he failed miserably. He squirmed and squeezed his legs together in his sister’s tight white slacks, looking up at the wall clock.

“Wait a second,” gasped Arthur as his wife Liane stroked his pussy. She halted briefly. “Seriously, I just need to know something,” he said, putting his new delicate hands on her face and her waist.

Martin entered the school building, looking around the corridor to find Scott. Since their quarrel one week ago they didn’t talk too much and it seemed that Scott is avoiding him. “Where could he be?” Martin pondered, blindly walking around the school.He went to check the libary. He slowly walked in and saw Scott, reading some book. “There you are” Martin smiled and went towards him. He slowed down midway when another girl sat next to him. They were talking about something but Martin couldn’t hear it from where he was standing.
“Hey Scott. Who is your new friend” Martin smiled warmly trying to be nice. The girl looked at him scornfully and left. “What’s with her?” Martin was surprised by her behavior.”She gets bullied by the types like you” Scott said. “What do you mean by the types like me” Martin said indignantly. “I’m not saying you did anything bad to her but you are now the hot and popular girl. We both know how most of them are acting in this school” Scott said in his defense. “No need to remind me, it’s enough i see me reflection” Martin sighed and sat down. “So when are we going to continue our work together?” Martin asked. “I though you didn’t want to work with me” Scott was surprised. “We are friends aren’t we? No matter what comes we need to stick together” Martin took Scott’s hand. “I may not help you with the calculations but i can at least ease your work” Martin said. “How?” Scott asked. “Well i make great sandwiches, and it’s much better to work with your stomach full”. “Sure it is” They both laughed. “Come on Scott. Let’s head to the classroom”

“What the heck? Is that really my ass?!” Jolene shouted, looking into the mirror after having just woken up. Her pajama pants were stretched out over her wide thighs, and no longer covered up her large cheeks. “It’s a miracle my panties can handle this!” She got out of bed and walked over to the bathroom, her huge ass swaying dramatically with each step. Her panties started to tear.
“Ooh, gosh, I don’t remember this shirt being so tight,” suddenly, as son as she made it to the bathroom door, her panties tore loudly, followed by a popping from her shirt buttons. Her tits had become too much for them.
“I have to call Cheryl! This must be her doing!” Jolene said furiously, storming back to her room and the phone, her body shaking with each pounding footstep.

Billy sat on the bed smoking his cigarette as he watched his latest client zip up his trousers put on his shoes and walk out the room.

“Will you look at these things?” I shouted, after agreeing to my girlfriend’s gender swapping idea. “I can’t even zip up this top! How am I supposed to go out in public with these jugs?”
“Jeeze, relax, you’re the one who wanted the extra conditions!” She was referring to the (what I thought was a) small addition to the spell: on top of the breasts I would get naturally, I wanted to get the size from her modest breasts as well.
“Yeah, but I didn’t know it would leave me with these monsters!” I reached up and grabbed them. I can’t lie, it did feel good, but that didn’t change how unmanageable they were.
My girlfriend laughed. “Just imagine what they’ll be like if you got pregnant!”
“Are you saying that’s a possibility?…” I said, shrugging off my top and letting my tits hang free as I walked closer to my girlfriend.
“Maybe…” she said slowly. “But not with me. I only did this spell because I wanted to hook up with this sexy girl at work, and she’ll definitely find my new male body much more attractive, so…bye!” I hadn’t even noticed her getting closer to the door until she was darting out of it. I flopped down on the couch in disbelief, staring from the door to my new boobs. As I stared down at my chest I thought, “The night’s still young. Maybe if I go out for a bit I could still have some fun tonight…

That’s it! A hand shake and a “Thanks Dave. I owe you one” After I let you use that male to female spell on me so you would have a date to your company party and that’s it. Look James, all that dancing has made me horny. Would you please take me to bed like a normal date would. I think you owe me that much at least.

Samuel knew what he was doing was wrong he should have tried to make the other woman stop as he found himself in the body of a young woman in the throes of making love.

Henry stared in the full-length mirror and applied the gloss to his lips. “Perhaps I made a mistake,” he said to himself, although it was now beside the point. The fact was that he was now Antoinette, an imported French girl who wore black lingerie and who served the club before and after hours.

Karla and I had been very close many years ago. I was wondering one day how she was doing. I guess I must have thought about it enough that a little wish fairy thought I was wanting to be her. All I heard was “Wish Granted” and I’m sitting here on a chaise lounge with a cowboy hat on , a pair of daisy dukes and a brown tank top with a bra that is pushing my tits up. “Wow, this feels really different” was all I could say….