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Next Round

“Ahhh….oh god that feels good….but I…I think we should try and figure out how to switch back”, groaned, Mrs Jay as her former body kept sliding her wet pussy up and down her throbbing, hot cock, now occupied by her 17 year-old neighbour:,. Read more

Caught in a lie

I laid in bed naked, rubbing my cock with my hand trying desperately to keep at the edge of orgasm. I glanced over at the clock. Almost 4. This was bad, this was really bad. Read more

Bodysuit 4

“Fuck man! That’s disgusting!” I shouted as my best friend finished all over my bodysuit’s huge jugs. It was his birthday, and I knew FemmCo. suits were practically like having real boobs (though they felt lighter, and almost like they were filled with jelly instead of real titflesh), so I bought one with one of the biggest breast settings, and let him have some fun. I didn’t think he was going to cum all over it though!
“I’m sorry! They just feel so real!” he said.
“It’s fine, just help me get the thing off,” I told him and he went around behind me to undo the zipper.
“Uh, where’s the zipper again?”
Idiot. “It’s at the top of my neck, right under the…hair…line…” my voice drifted off as I reached back and found myself unable to find the zipper. I jumped off the bed and ran to get the suit’s manual, feeling something different in my chest. The suit’s tits felt a lot heavier and firmer, almost like real tits.
I got the manual and flipped to the warnings in the back:
“DO NOT allow semen to come into contact with the suit. Doing so will cause it to bind to the wearer and become permanent.” I dropped the manual from my shaking hands. “P-permanent…” I stuttered out. I looked down at my chest. “Permanent?!”
“What, what is it?”
“Your jizz made this suit permanent! These are my fucking tits now! This whole body is mine!” And if this body is mine then-
“And YOUR CUM IS ON MY SKIN!!” I screamed at him and kicked him out of my house before walking down the hall to the shower to wash this disgusting mess off my-
Off my tits.

Coming Out Of Shell

He was always the quiet type. People urged him to come out of his shell but he refused. He was the quiet type, there was no doubt about that. His friends felt that he was a great person and others needed to see that, so they did him a favour. They allowed him to come out of his shell.
The wizard was more than happy to assist. He cast the spell that made him a her. He became a stunning blonde with an outgoing personality.
Her new identity was that of Shawna and she had a reasonable amount of money which meant she had the ideal wardrobe for an outgoing woman. Mini skirts, lingerie, fake tan, make up, pantyhose, bikinis and the colour pink was in abundance.
Shawna was world famous for her social media. Nothing was off limits. Next week she’s delving into the realm of pornography. She certainly came out of her shell.

Happy Birthday

“To Mark. Open me”
That´s all it said on the note next to the gift box on the table.
I scratched my head. Owen, my roommate, was an notorious prankster and gifts from him shouldn´t been taken lightly.
With outmost care I losened the ribbon on the top.
It didn´t help me the slightest.
When I pulled the ribbon I activated the trap, which exploded in a cloud of glitter and smoke, enveloping me completely in the process. Read more