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The Audition

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If you passed me in the street, you’d never expect that I was one of the most successful female porn stars in the business. Of course, I don’t really look the part: shrimpy, pale, bucktoothed – oh yeah, and male.
I had always dreamed of being a professional actor on Broadway or in Hollywood. But after two years of auditioning, I still hadn’t landed a decent part. I was about ready to give up when I heard about a special audition for a role paying up to $100,000 a year. It seemed too good to be true, which is why I was surprised that not very many people showed up at the little studio where the tryouts were being held. Apparently other people heard the news that I didn’t: the audition was to be in porn. Not only that, but unlike most porn stars who get to be famous as themselves, this actor would never show their real face. There would be no personal fame. Instead, they would be wearing a bodysuit to produce custom videos for wealthy consumers. Even though I had always wanted to be famous, I also really wanted to be able to pay my bills and buy groceries, so what did I have to lose? It was only when I got into the dressing room that I found out the other catch: I would be auditioning as a woman.
I had heard all about bodysuits – how they could make anyone’s body conform to their designed shape, no matter how different they might be. The bio-cybernetics also made it so that the person inside the suit could use all the senses of their costume, just like it was their own flesh. Of course, I didn’t think about how that meant I would be able to feel the weight of a woman’s breasts on my chest or the delicate caresses of long hair on my back. And I never imagined I would be able to feel every hypersensitive square inch of skin in the bodysuits moist pink pussy. It was a disorienting experience to say the least. But even more disorienting was the audition itself.
My instructions were very simple: masturbate, and bring yourself to orgasm. Now, I’ve watched a lot of porn over the years, so I knew EXACTLY what a male viewer would want to see. Lots of moaning and gasping; a woman groping her own breasts, digging long nails into the soft flesh of her thighs as the pleasure built in intensity; changing positions so they could see her with her legs spread, then a clear view of the tight gateway of her asshole, then her tits swaying beneath her as she rocked back and forth. And of course, they would want the big finish: a woman shoving her fingers deep into her pussy, thrashing as she pumped in and out, crying out in ecstasy as she urged on an imaginary lover. I had nothing to lose, so I figured I would give it my best shot. Lots of women fake it all the time. How hard could it be?
Twenty minutes later, I was peeling myself out of the bodysuit, trying not to focus on the taste of whatever fluids the outfit leaked from its pussy and which I had eagerly sucked off of my own fingers. Suddenly, the producer showed up and congratulated me. I had gotten the part! Apparently none of the other people who tried out were nearly as enthusiastic as I had been. The thing is, I had stopped acting about halfway through my audition. The succulent female flesh just felt so good that I got carried away. I don’t even remember half the things I moaned and screamed while I was writhing around on set, though I’m sure that you can download the recording somewhere online.
I’ve lost track of the number of videos I’ve done. Every day it’s a different bodysuit, and half a dozen different videos or maybe a couple hundred steamy photos. With my makeup applied, I give myself a once over in the mirror to see what I have to work with today: Gorgeous dark hair and eyes, killer curves, and a delicious round ass. And as always, not a seam in sight. I look just like the real thing. They tell me that today I’ll get to do a triple penetration scene: my favourite.
Now if only there was some way to make this permanent.

The Blue Orb

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James was a lonely 30 years old guy, who live alone. He wasn’t the very best at picking girls at the bar, thats the reason he has been alone all these years.
One day while cleaning his attic, he found an old wooden box covered in dust in the corner of the room. He have no memory ever having that wooden box. I was probably owned by the previous owner of the house he now live in.
James carefully took the box out of the attic, before using a crowbar to pry it open. Once opened he saw there was something covered in a white cloth. When he uncover the cloth, he saw a beautiful glowing blue orb.
James thought it must be some priceless artifact from some ancient time, and decide to take it to his local pawn shop to sell it. Maybe he could get some great money from it. He tried to examine the orb closer, as he grabbed the orb with his bare hand. As soon as the tip of his finger touched the orb, he felt a force entering him and pushing him to the ground. James felt weird with his body. But he thought may there was some kind of electrical power inside the orb that he didn’t understand. So he covered the orb back with the cloth and keep it in a safe place so he can sell it to the pawn shop on the next day.
James felt unwell after touching the orb. Somehow he felt really tired, and very drowsy. So he went to bed early that day. Read more

Origin of the Magic, part 5

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2011
“I… Oh god you’re so sexy”, the Henri/Fiona hybrid said after coming back to the world of the living.
“Is that the Fiona part or the…” Brianna began but was interrupted by the hybrid.
“The Fiona part of me loves your personality, but also everything about Henri. The Henri part loves Fiona, but is also incredibly attracted to your body. It all comes down to me loving you, and me.”
The chubby woman was walking towards Brianna, who wasn’t sure if she should engage in the relationship with a combination of her best friend and her girlfriend. Not to speak off, that she was now, after being changed attracted to men mainly. The decision was taken from her when both women fell to the floor.

Autocloset

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“Dad, can you get my backpack from my closet? I forgot it at home lol. thx”
He put his phone away and headed into her room. She had recently bought the new autocloset with the money she had saved fro her new job, so he knew he was going to have a hard time finding her backpack. He approached the screen, looking for some way to summon the backpack.
“School,” said one of the buttons. Eager and hopeful, he pressed it.
“School Preset Engaged.”
Two robot arms flew from the closet walls and grabbed the man, ripping the clothing off of him.
“Wait, no!” He screamed.
“Sore throat detected,” said the screen. A metal tube was shot down his throat, spraying a foreign liquid over his vocal chords. It quickly retreated back.
“What the fu—,” he covered his mouth. He sounded feminine!
“Begin grooming,” the screen said.
Two new arms appeared, one to shave him while another injected botox and other chemicals into his skin. Lotion was applied all over his naked, smooth body. He couldn’t see a wrinkle on him anymore, despite his age. A wig appeared from the distance and attached itself to him, despite his protests.
“Apply makeup.”
The two arms retreated, replaced by new robotic arms wielding makeup tools. He felt his face become coated with powders and liquids while his fingers and toes were painted and manicured into a fashionable french tip.
“Begin dress”
His penis was pulled back contorted as panties were yanked up his body. Two fake breasts were glued to his chest and wrapped in a bra as socks were being pulled up his feet. Within seconds he was wearing a complete school uniform.
“Complete.”
The door opened and the man staggered out of the closet as he was sprayed with perfumes. He sat down in a chair next to the window and examined himself. He felt so small and dainty, his body perverted by that machine. He couldn’t even find the backpack, either!

Protestor, Part 3 (Final)

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Months have passed since Emily’s had a thought of her own. Without their organizer, the protests start. Any independent protestors backed away, fearful of becoming like Emily. She didn’t mind, however, she new hardly anything about the news, or anything really. The mayor brought her home with her that night and transformed her from the brainy activist to a dumb blonde bimbo. She’s his biggest supporter, his lover, and soon to be his wife.
As she laid out in lawn, looking back at the mayor, she tried to remember how she got here. She loved his massive cock and his controlling personality, but had she always? He could see the confused look on her face as she wiggled her ass at him and knew her mind was beginning to wonder again. He quickly unzipped his pants, prepared to put a stop to that.
Emily loved Mayor Dixon.

Dreams Inc.

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“Ha ha I can’t believe no one has noticed so far” I told myself. I worked as QA in Dreams Inc, a company that builds bodysuits, and some other devices. As part of my job, I had to try all kinds of body suits, either men or women; sometimes I even had to try furry suits. Anyways, this is the best bodysuit that I have gotten to try. It’s smooth and it feels so real. I look like a real woman. They call it smart skin, and no wonder why, when someone touches it, it feels like I am the one being touched. Earlier, just after I had put the suit on, I tried touching its nipples, I got aroussed, they felt so sensitive. Read more

Not that bad after all

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I know the saying “don’t look a gift horse in the mouth”, but even for free a piece of junk is a piece of junk, and this truck definitely fit the bill. That’s not to say I wasn’t thankful to my uncle for setting me up with my first set of wheels, but it sucked that I had to go all the way out to his farmhouse to get it. My dad decided to drive me out to my uncle’s place to spend some time with him. During the ride out into the country, I was reminded how much I hated it. Nothing but rolling hills and cows for miles on end, the only thing breaking the monotony, a foreboding government facility off in the distance, high barbed wire fences with signs warding off trespassers with the threat of lethal force.
Once we arrived at the farmhouse, my uncle greeted us and tossed me the keys. He showed me the truck, making sure to show me the “trick” to get the it to start. I managed to start it on my own and noticed with annoyance how loud it was and how the engine seemed to shake the entire cab.
“Jesus, this thing’s about to fall apart” I thought to myself with disgust
My uncle invited us to stay for dinner, which my dad accepted. I decided to decline, wanting to get back to civilization as soon as possible. I thanked my uncle for the truck again and headed for home.
I was driving down the dirt road, passing by the government facility. I remembered the horror stories my older cousins would tell me when I was younger about the experiments the government performed there. I was lost in my memories and wasn’t paying attention to the road until I felt the truck tilt. I tried to correct myself, but found myself partway into the drainage ditch running along the side of the road before I could. I got out and saw the right side of the truck stuck in the ditch. Luckily the ground was soft due to the moisture from the water in the ditch, and I began the hard task digging a trench to get the truck out. By the time I was done my clothes were soaked. Happy with my trench I started to climb my way out of the ditch but slipped, sliding into the water in the trench below. In my panic, I swallowed some water. The unusually sweet taste overwhelmed me, and I soon found myself passing out.
I awoke some time later, pulling myself out of the ditch. It was only when I reached the road and stood up that I noticed something was wrong. Looking down, I noticed my clothes seemed huge on me. I also noticed the trucked seemed a lot bigger than in did before. Taking off my heavy jacket, I was confronted by two mounds pushing out through my sweater. My hand immediately reached down between my legs, confirming what I feared when I found my dick was no longer there. I stripped off my pants, as if by some miracle it’d be there. Instead, I saw void where my member used to be, my fingers confirming my suspicions as they probed between my legs. I now had a pussy.
Half in a daze I got back in my truck. Not knowing what else to do, I decided I would head back to my uncle’s farmhouse. However when I started the truck, a shock went through my new body. The vibrations sent through the cab, stimulating my bare nether regions against the seat. Closing my eyes, I leaned back in my seat, pulling my sweater up over my breasts, exposing my nipples to the cool country air. I felt sensations I never knew possible, and despite my situation, I wasn’t quite ready to stop. I had no idea what happened to me or what I was going to do, but at that moment all I could think was that maybe his truck wasn’t that bad after all

Trespassing

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Andre and Gus crept through the dusty old shack. The witch was running errands and her magical items, potions, and the money she had accumulated from selling such things were unprotected… or so they thought.
Gus immediately spotted an old jewelry box on a shelf. Knowing that there had to be something valuable inside, he walked over towards it it. At the same time, Andre spotted and ornate, ancient medallion hanging on the wall. As he approached it, he was excited, but at the same time, nervous that the witch would find out who had stolen from her. As soon as he touched the medallion, he shuddered as a strange sensation washed over him. He felt his mind and body completely change in an instant. Before he could even comprehend what had happened, he heard his partner in crime, Gus, scream not far away. As soon as he opened the jewelry box, Gus had been blasted in the face by a puff of green powder. He felt delirious as he fell backward in surprise. Calling out to Gus and running over to him on the floor, Andre couldn’t help but notice that his voice sounded different. It sounded high pitched. He also noticed that he felt smaller, and his hair felt longer. As he inspected his fallen friend who seemed to be writhing in pain, he didn’t even have time to notice that he had transformed into a woman. Gus hadn’t yet noticed Andre’s fate either as he was instead focused on the intense pressure between his legs. He quickly undid his rapidly tightening pants and unleashed a massive erection. Somehow, his throbbing penis had doubled in size and continued to grow right before Andre’s eyes. Neither of them could think, but not because they were startled. Gus needed release more than he ever had before, while Andre was entranced by the massive, throbbing meat in front of her face. Andre the man had never thought about anyone else’s cock but his own, but Andre the woman felt an indescribable desire for Gus’ monstrous manhood. The two thieves would certainly keep each other busy until the witch returned…

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