Reversal Rings: The Beach
“Mike, what´s that?”, my girlfriend asked me when she saw me pick up something from my beach bag.
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Undercover Part 3 (Final)
The CIA sent in three more agents to the college, but all of them were lost, just like Kyle. The director went home, frustrated and upset by the case, only to find a young blonde sitting on his couch.
“Hey bossy!” the blonde purred.
“Who are you? How did you get into my home?”
“It’s me, silly!” she giggled, “Kylie!”
“Oh my God Kyle, look at what they’ve done to you…” he said, approaching the girl.
“I know! Aren’t I sexy? Look at the pussy they gave me, don’t you love it?” she said, sex practically dripping off of her voice as she held her legs high in the air.
“Kyle… what… why are you here?”
“My um… princi… head… umm… the college lady told me to tell you that if you stop sending spies and stuff she’ll let me be yours! Wouldn’t that be so good!”
“Kyle…”
“Shhh…. let me help you make up your mind boss!” she said, unzipping his pants.
Karen, the Victim
(Part 10, #Olivia)
Club Change
No matter how hard he tried, Trent could not find a way to ever hook up with a girl. Like usual, he decided to go to his favorite bar where all of the hot, young, girls were. One girl in a skin tight white dress especially caught his attention. He decided to try his luck and ask the girl for a dance with him. She said no. For whatever reason, Trent was not in the mood to be denied like this tonight. After calling her slutty and a whore, she finally looked at him and told him that he would learn what its like to be called a slut and a whore. Just as Trent was finally ready to leave the club, he felt frozen in place. At first, he felt a tickling sensation on his shoulders and neck and he looked down to discover that he now had long dark hair. Before he could react, he shrank from his former height of 6’1″ to a petite 5’0″. Things only got worse has he felt a ballooning sensation in his chest just to discover that he now was the owner of two C Cup breasts. This ballooning sensation spread to his butt, he then looked behind him at the mirror to discover that his ass was sticking out way more than it ever should have. As if this wasn’t enough, his pride and joy slowly fizzled down to a moist pussy. While he thought things could not get any worse, he was wrong. His face quickly morphed into a sexy feminine version of itself with makeup. His jeans and tshirt then morphed into a single, skimpy, skin tight white dress that showed way more skin than he ever wanted to have exposed. During the morphing of his clothes, his wallet fell onto the floor, as he tried to pick it up, hit changed into a purse that any woman would love to have. After this, his skin darkened into a nice tan and his nails were suddenly painted a coral color. The last change was that his shoes started losing their material and started forming straps, this was followed by his heels shooting up four inches, making him now a dainty 5’4″. Stunned by the changes, all he could do was stand there and play with his now sexy hair. Suddenly new thoughts, and goals entered into his mind about pursuing a man. After checking her ID, Tina now realized that she needed to get busy if she wanted to be the biggest slut at the club.
For the betterment of society
It might seem harsh but the upsides was worth it, if anything it lowered the crime rates to a new low.
Anyone that had been sentenced to a life sentence, or worse, was eligible to this new kind of punishment.
What we see here is another batch of criminals that have been transformed into well mannered members of society. With the influx of new women, the gender ratios would be shifted, weighing more heavily towards more females. This would ensure that almost every male would have a girlfriend to call his own, with the added bonus that his frustration and restlessness would diminish.
None of the new females remembered their old lives, a new one had been meticulously created for them instead. No bad memories or experiences was left in them. They were happy and hungry on everything life had to offer them.
Origin of the Magic, part 2 of 9
2011
Brian, Henri and Fiona were sitting in a plane to the USA. Brian and Fiona were sitting next to each-other and were kissing passionately. That annoyed Henri, so he said quietly “I wish she would chose me.”
Suddenly the plane was struck by lightning and crashed on a small island. During the process of falling Brian said to himself: “I wish we’d make it.”
The Dominatrix
“Wait… hold on, hold on.” Mike protested. “This isn’t how it’s suppose to go. I’m suppose to…”
Gene Pool (3)
In the past few months, it had become abundantly clear that the function of the nanites was to drastically increase human fertility. Carlita had quickly become pregnant after sleeping with Mr. Ramon so many times. Mr. Ramon insisted that she live with him in his house and have the baby. He assured her that she and the baby would be taken care of for the rest of their lives. In her mind, Carlita was still an immature male college football player. She couldn’t believe that she was pregnant. She couldn’t believe how much she wanted to constantly have sex with a man. She couldn’t believe that she said “yes” when Mr. Ramon proposed to her. She couldn’t believe that her giant tits were already lactating when she was only 3 months pregnant!
So Be It
The platinum blonde beauty held my chin up with one finger as she examined my new face. “You intrigue me Dave. You knew I was a witch, yet you approached me anyway. And knowing what I am and what I’m capable of, you accepted my offer anyway. That makes you either very brave or a fool. Which is it Dave?” I looked her in the eye, “I’m no braver than the next man Morgana, but You would give yourself to me to do with as I would for one night in exchange for me giving myself to you to do with what you would forever. Oh Morgana, I’ve watched and loved you from afar and for one night with you I gladly risk all that I am or will ever be. If that makes me a fool, then so be it. She studied me intensely. “Most men are beasts and I change them accordingly, but you were gentle and caring. I see in you a beautiful soul so I have changed your form to match. I prefer women, so a beautiful woman you will remain.” I just nodded and said, “As man , woman or beast, I shall love you always.” She smiled and kissed me, “Then stay with me and we will see what comes of this together.”
Prayer answered
Some of my peers would characterize me as mischievous. Some would even go so far as to call me a miscreant. I am a god. A minor god, mind you, but a god nonetheless. I like to think I am a good god, using my powers to better the lives of my charges. What most mortals don’t realize is that their prayers do get heard. They just rarely go to the big guy upstairs. Instead they come to minor gods, or guardian angels as some mortals call us, like me. Now most of us usually make subtle changes in our lives of our charges, requiring the mortal who prayed to them to identify and take the opportunity to better their lives themselves. I on the other hand usually like to take a more overt approach. Mortals can be rather dense after all. This has lead to me getting reprimanded by the big guy a couple times, but never anything too serious. My track record for improving the lives of those who’s prayer I get speaks for itself. So long as I don’t do anything that brings an end to the world, I’m pretty much free to proceed as I see fit.