Inside the Lair
Morning, Agent Cole. You’re awake, I see. I’m rather impressed how early you’re up. Even in your current shape, your body metabolism must have processed all that sleeping gas you breathed in. And you had quite plenty.
Morning, Agent Cole. You’re awake, I see. I’m rather impressed how early you’re up. Even in your current shape, your body metabolism must have processed all that sleeping gas you breathed in. And you had quite plenty.
Jason was not enjoying his time in his girlfriend’s body.
It had been twenty years since my girlfriend had unbirthed me, and accidentally turned me into a girl. She had apologized for a while at first, but soon I could tell how excited she was to have a daughter. It was a big moment for her when she took me to buy my first bra, and a bit of a disappointment for me when I didn’t have to buy many more.
My breasts were small. Especially compared to my mother’s. I had clearly not inherited any of her assets, which I was reminded of every time I looked down, as I was doing now, texting my best friend just after waking up. I was even still in my underwear! Which brought to light how great the rest of my body was. I had curves in all the right places everywhere else, I had just missed out in the chest department, and I had learned to live with it. For the most part.
So I got dressed, put my phone into my pocket, and left the house, shouting to my mom that I was going for a walk.
I was walking my usual morning route, my hands in my pockets and my head towards the ground, when I noticed someone just ahead of me. A woman.
“Hello,” I said to her as I got closer. She didn’t seem to have any purpose, just walking, like me. She turned to look at me, and I saw on her chest breasts that would make even my mom jealous!
She must have noticed me staring (and if she didn’t want people to she should really wear a top with a tighter neck), and asked sadly, “Admiring the girls, huh?” I just nodded shyly. “I was-I just wish mine were as great…” I said, not sure why I’d talk about something so personal to a complete stranger.
“Hah, that’s funny,” she said. “Cause I wish mine were more like yours! I guess we all have our curses…”
Why wasn’t I told this burger was contaminated with a chemical that would change me into a female. If I had of known that, I would of payed for them and would of bought one for you so we could both share in the feminine experience.
Terry nervously said to Scott I hope you don’t mind me saying this and it might sound a little bit strange coming from one of your best friends .
When his girlfriend suggested that they swap bodies to spice up their sex life James jumped at the chance to be a girl as like most men he had always been curious of what sex was like for a woman.
“Oh, dammit! Not again, girls! Grrr! I swear I’m starting to lactate more often… God, why the hell did I go to that creepy witch in that creepy shop and ask for her help. I was just a struggling MALE aspiring actor. I was sick of audition after audition and never getting anything, so I asked, no DEMANDED that the witch cast some kind of spell to make me a guaranteed hit in show business… I guess I wasn’t clear enough about what KIND of ‘show business’. She blew some powder in my face and chanted some weird words, and everything went white. When I opened my eyes I was nothing but a teenage boy’s living wet dream! The bitch actually had the nerve to ask for payment! My huge tits bounced as I stormed out of there, and guys have been ogling me ever since. I resisted them for a few days but it got harder and harder. Once my tits started lactating, I was becoming to horny to think straight. I fucked almost every guy I knew. I guess I should’ve just payed the bitch, because eventually I was lactating and getting horny every day. I just wanted to wake up from this nightmare. I finally went back to the shop to pay the witch anything to change me back… but she had disappeared.
I’ve tried to make the best of it, but the only parts I ever get cast for are small roles in bad sex comedies where I, of course, have to go nude, or horror movies where I get my head chopped off after a sex scene. My agent just says I’m “paying my dues”, and all actors have to go through it, but I feel like I’m getting nowhere the way things are now. I’ve been thinking… maybe it’s just time to call Horndogz Studios back. With my body and… ‘milky trick’, they’ve been after me. Oh well, if you can’t be a star… be a porn star.
Ich (Sven) besuchte mit meiner Freundin Lisa und unseren Bekannten Lars und Susi einen Freizeitpark. Wir schlenderten fröhlich über das Gelände und führen mit jedem Fahrgeschäft das annähernd nach Aktion aussah. Schließlich kamen wir auch zum „Switcher“. Die Attraktion war etwas seltsam aufgebaut. Man konnte das Publikum das gefahren war nicht sehn. Diese wurden sehr abgeschirmt ausgeleitet. Ich hätte aber doch zu gern in den Gesichtern gelesen, um zu sehen, ob es sich lohnt mit dem „Switcher“ zu fahren. Ich grübelte noch als mich Lisa schnappte und mich in Richtung Warteschlange zog. Lars und Susi waren auch gespannt was es mit dem geheimnisvollen Fahrgeschäft auf sich hatte und standen schon vor uns an einer endlos wirkenden Schlange an. Einige andere wartende kamen mir etwas seltsam vor. Einige sahen verdutzt aus, andere wiederum etwas panisch. Etwa 50 Minuten später hatten wir die Schlange hinter uns gelassen. Wir waren an der Reihe. Es waren vierer Gondeln. Wir warteten noch eine Runde, damit unsere Clique zusammen in einer Gondel fahren konnte. Dann war es soweit. Wir nahmen alle vier Platz und ein massiver Bügel presste uns in die Sitze. Dann setzte sich die Bahn in Bewegung. Eine Schiebetür ging auf und wir verschwanden dahinter.
I’d always wondered why Deirdre went through so many boyfriends. I mean, she’s gorgeous, has a nice personality, and I’ve always thought she was a fun person to hang around. Still, I’d never gotten up the nerve to ask her out. It surprised me one day when she asked me out on a date! I stammered and agreed quickly. She just smiled and said that she’d take care of everything.
The magical closet is irresistible. It is a closet full of donated clothes, make up and jewellery. When you put on an item of clothing you take on the trait of the previous owner’s body region in which that piece of attire covers. For example you put on a woman’s bra and the previous owner had big breasts you will have big breasts.
I walked in and was unsure what to pick. I must of been standing there for at least 15 minutes, wondering what could give me the hottest outcome.
I pick up a hair brush with a few blonde hairs stuck in it. I brush it through my shortly cropped brown hair. My hair became lighter and blonde and sprouted out from my head and down towards my back. Next, I slipped on a fishnet woollen top over my topless body. My upper body thinned out and two fleshy mounds formed small breasts. I picked up a pair of blue panties and gradually slid them up my legs. What happened next was unreal. My male junk reformed inside me and a new slit emerged. It was sublime. There was so much space in between my legs. I was ecstatic. This is exactly what I wanted.
Next I pick up a pair of pantyhose. As I slide them up my legs, the muscle diminished and body hair was obliviated. My legs were becoming feminine and shapely. As I pulled them up over my bum I felt the bones in my hips crunch as my hips became hips that would be defined as female. My ass puffed out and I was a complete woman from the waist down. Tears formed in my eyes at the thought.
Satisfied with my work I look in a mirror. My body was hot and sexy, however I had forgot an essential thing. I still had my hideous male face. I find a collection of make up. I pick up a brush and dab in a fine cream powder and began to apply it to my face. I watched in the mirror as my nose became small femininely dainty and the rest of my face as well as ears became female. I pick up some mascara and apply it to my eyelashes and my dreary male eyes are replaced by big gorgeous brown eyes. I am immensely satisfied by my work. To finish it off I pick up a pink lipstick and paint my lips as they become thick and extremely kissable and sexy.
With that I went to the exit. On the door it stated that once I passed through that door my current form would be permanent. I couldn’t get through the door quick enough.