My nightmare had just began. I was heading to the place where i was supposed to meet with Kevin. I swear my sister is going to pay for this. Not only i was forced to go ona a date with a guy but the outfit she choose was awful, i felt like a whore. Well, i must admit the outfit would look great on Brandy or my crush Lisa, but not on my sister and especially not when i’m in her body. Not to mention i had to deal with the lustfull stares all the horny guys were giving me.
When on vacation inexplicably I swapped body with Aunt Jane, I thought my world collapsed. I was just about to start college. Aunt Jane was also a big shock. Throughout the rest of the family’s trip to the lake, we were looking for a solution how to reverse it – without effectively. Of course no one else knew what happened. The only solution was that we had to pretend to each other for some time.
The ability to switch genders is terrific. I can be female me or male me whenever I choose. It gets you out of a lot of trouble. However, I’m a natural male and I think I’m enjoying being a female a little more. It’s almost a concern.
Shock and excitment rolled up together when Aron changed into a beautiful woman. It was his secret desire since he could remember. He always wanted to expirience it, to be able to walk in heels and pretty dresses, to have breasts and long beautifull hair and to be adored by men. He knew that no kind of surgery would make his dream come true so he just keep dreaming and waiting for a miracle.
“Are you sure you want to go through with this?”, Clyde asked his friend, and now girl, Liam who was standing in front of him. Hadn´t he seen it himself in person when Liam changed from his male visage to this female form with the help of an strange medallion he hadn´t believed that the woman in front of him in fact was his friend.
The light passed over me as I was running I screamed as it hit me. The moment the light left me I suddenly I felt like I weighed a ton. I only was able to take 3 or 4 more strides before I was winded and had to stop I made my way to the nearest wall and collapsed against it. As I sank I Looked over my new body fearing the worst and the worst is what I found. Before the Role Exchanger hit I was a near perfect specimen of manhood I was a Football star and was going to be drafted in to the NFL, but form the look of me now I might be lucky to win the biggest loser. Because Not only am I over weight but from the looks of these tits and long hair I’m also some chick. It took a while to catch my breath but I was finally able to stand up I made my way to the nearest bathroom. All around me there was screaming and shouting as people switch place with one another I walked calmly though the chaos. I knew on the inside that I should be freaking out I should but for some reason I was just chill like nothing was phasing me at all. If I being honest it is kinda weird. I get to the bathrooms and start to make my way into the woman’s bathroom like it was no big deal.
As I walked in the was a guy sitting on the floor staring down at his empty crouch repeating to himself over and over again it’s gone it’s gone it was there and now nothing. I felt sorry for him but now was not the time. The moment I looked in the mirror I know exactly who I trade bodies with Ashley Snow. A sophomore in the Sigma Alpha Sigma sorority house. If I remember correctly she was a twig during her freshman pledge but imminently after she was in she seemed to balloon out. I think I might of gotten some of her memories in the swap beacuse I now know the reason she or I say I am still in the sorority house because I have blackmail info on the Head of the sorority. I leave the Bathroom and head to the sorority house. There is still chaos even knowing that the Role Exchanger has long since passed.
I make my way to the house and up the stairs. I make my way inside my new room and set a full length mirror, and I take off my clothes and settle into my new memories and my new life.
When Leonardo got invited to a pizzeria he didn’t expect two things. One, that his friend Alex is now a girl Alexis. Second that it will happen to him too. Leonardo didn’t even notice when his transformation started. His friend seemed happy with his change but Leonardo wasn’t sure. His body was so diffirent now, it was hard to get used to it. He never had hair longer that a few inches, now they reached halfway his back. He had breasts that bounced and jiggled when he moved around and he didn’t even want to think about what’s between his legs now.
Seeing his Sullen face Alexis decided to cheer him up. “Come on Lina, you must admit it’s not that bad” Alexis said. “Not that bad? I just became a girl! I lost my manhood!” Leonardo lifted up his skirt showing Alexis his flat crotch. “You treat it like some precious treasure. It’s just a piece of muscle, we don’t need it” Alexis said. “How can you be ok with this. I mean you were also a guy” Leonardo asked, wondering how he was able to eccept his loss. “I didn’t do anything. I just happen to think that being a girl is better” Alexis smiled. “I don’t know” Leonardo was skeptical “I mean we are now weaker and we will have to deal with periods” Leonardo didn’t share his firend’s enthusiasm. “If it was so bad then the girls would be changing into boys, not the other way arond” Alexis said. She took Leonardo’s hand “Trust me Lina, i would never lie to you” She said looking him deeply in the eyes. Alex may had change into a girl but Leonardo knew he didn’t change inside. “Fine, i will try” Leonardo gave up. “Yay!” Alexis shouted and hugged her friend, she has so many plans for the two of them.
It’s finally time to take revange on my ex wife. After the divorce she took everything from me. My car, my house, my reputation and most importantly my two years old son. I’ve prepared everything and send her a small gift, a coin that will help me get everything back. She just needs to touch it and then the magic will work. I’m sure she already recived it, i just need to wait.
“Okay, I get it: instead of staring when your bikini had a bit of a wardrobe malfunction, I should’ve told you,” I said, hoping my wife would accept the apology. “Being busty is harder than it looks, I get that now. So could you change me back?”
“Why on Earth would I want to do that?” she said, sarcasm in her tone. “I thought you liked boobs?”
“I do! But not when they’re on MY chest! They’re so big and heavy…” my voice trailed off as I prodded my breasts. They felt so tender all of a sudden, and almost…sloshy? “And where did all these veins come from? My jugs were smooth less than an hour ago,” I wondered more to myself than to my wife. “They look almost like-“
“Udders? I know.” I looked up from my breasts as my wife spoke. “U-udders?” I stuttered out, backing against the railing and staring at my chest, my face a mix of confusion and fear.
My wife nodded. “Yes, udders. You know, like a cow? You see, that potion I gave you to turn you into a woman doesn’t come from nowhere! I have to make it. Well, I don’t: my cows do.”
“But I-I’m your husband?!”
“Funny, that’s what my last five husbands said when I did the exact same thing to them,” she paused for a moment to grab a bucket, and a stool. “But what does that matter? I make a fortune off this milk: do you know what people will pay to change someone into a busty woman? Of course, after a while their breasts start to fill up with the milk, usually after a few days, and by then it’s too late. It will be permanent.”
Permanent. This is my new body, forever. I reached up, and hefted one of my new breasts. Then a thought occurred to me:
“What happened to your other husbands?” I asked, afraid of the answer.
“They stopped giving me milk. It doesn’t last forever. After a few years your tits will stop producing milk. They’ll get flat and saggy, just like when a cow’s udder is empty. You basically have two of those on your chest now,” she smirked. “Now get over here and get on all fours, tits over the bucket: it’s milking time.”
I did as she said, my udders dangling over the bucket. She reached over with a cold hand, and started squeezing my breasts. It felt so good. Even though my tits were tender, and I felt a bit of pain, it felt amazing to empty them out.
After about half an hour she patted my nude ass, and stood up, taking the bucket with her. “That’s good for now. I’ll tell you when your next milking is, but until then stay in the house.” I nodded, stood up, and looked at my tits. They were much less full, and definitely sagged lower than before. I knew they would fill back up eventually, but what about in a few years, when I stopped making milk completely? My “wife” would abandon me then, and go looking for another victim…
“IMPEACH MAYOR DIXON! IMPEACH MAYOR DIXON!” The chants roared across city hall as the mob marched back and forth. Anthony stood at the front of the line, picket sign held high, roaring the chant as loudly as he could. Police and firetrucks were lined in an attempt to subdue the protestors, but little was working. Anthony watched on as the firemen readied their hoses, but he continued marching.
“STAND BACK!” The firemen yelled, and while most did retreat, Anthony held out.
“I’M WARNING YOU! STAND. BACK.” He continued on despite the warning.
The sound of pressure was unmistakable as the beige hose sprung to life. The purple liquid sprung outward, covering Anthony and several other protestors as the crowd ran back, fleeing the scene. He fell to the ground, blinded by the liquid as his consciousness began to slip away.