Tag Archives: Mindalteration

Missing car

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It started like a nightmare. I couldn’t find my car. “I remember I parked here” I said outloud, holding my car keys, but my car was nowhere to be seen. I searched for hours, asking people if they had seen it. But people just seemed to ignore me. I swear I heard a girl called me “cursed”. “This isn’t funny” I yelled. I heard the echo of my voice. I saw a silhouette of a man in the far distance. He kept walking towards me “hello?” he said. “Hi” I yelled back. “We are closing the parking lot” he said. “Sure, I just have to find my car” I said. “What are you talking about?” the man said, “there are no cars left”. I realized it had been stolen. I dropped to the floor and broke down in tears. I know, not very manly of me, but I guess it was the stress of losing my car. Read more

Reaching for help

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I still don’t know how it works. It might be the weather, it might be a keyword, who knows? All I know is that something triggers my transformation. And whenever it happens, I become Kat. I become outgoing, and sexy. While I am her, I am fully aware I used to be a man, but I don’t usually care, I like being her. When I go back to myself, I am ashamed of acting so girly. Up until now, all I have done is flirtting with some guys. Which eases my mind. However, I know it is a matter of time until Kat has sex. Read more

Remote Control

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Todd didn’t like me very much. I’ve never done anything to him, but he was always jealous that I was able to score the girls that he only lusted after. I always had a girlfriend while he went through school single. I knew he didn’t like me, but it didn’t bother me. When he invited me to his apartment, I thought it was to make amends, but I misjudged him. Read more

Happy Ending

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Surfing through the annuls of the internet you find some pretty weird stuff. Somehow, surfing at 3am seems to make the weirder stuff more visible. Read more

Two points of view

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I don’t know what he did to me, but I am sure 10 minutes ago I was a woman…. I mean a man… And now, I am here, sitting down on his couch, wearing no pants, holding my ponytails up. Hoping for him to catch my drift, and come here and make me his. I don’t care who I used to be. All I want is to test my new body. I can only imagine how good it will feel. What is he waiting for? does he expect me to beg? Read more

Another Spell

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I was at the front porch, when I heard my friend James whispering something. I couldn’t tell what it was, but it sounded like a different language. I started to feel a little light headed. I swear I could feel my body changing, growing breasts, losing my manhood. But that is impossible, magic doesn’t exist. Read more

His Katie

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“Alright class, as many of you may know, I prefer to teach by giving my students a taste of their own medicine. So, in the spirit of that, I’m going to select one student to cast the love spell upon. For educational purposes, of course.” Read more

Almost gone

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“You might as well get used to it” one of my captors said as I was about to jump out the bathroom window. “You are no longer a man. You are one of our boss’s call girls” another one said. I stepped back in, “and there is no way back?” I asked. “No” one of them said, “you are and forever will be Amber”. I was about to break in tears, when the other guy said “Don’t be sad, he will treat you like the lady you are. All you have to do is have sex with him from time to time. But I promise you will have a perfect life”. I grabbed my head, and looked at my new body one more time. “Meybe this isn’t so bad” I whispered. I walked back towards them. Read more

Just A Job

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Chris had heavily disapproved of his neighbor’s job. She worked at this new club on Fourth and Bolyard and, frankly, Chris had a feeling it wasn’t just a strip club. Now, as somebody who had recently joined a particularly fundamentalist religious sect, he figured it was his job to save this lady from her life of sin. Read more

I Figured It Out

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Oh my head hurts. What happened last night? Why can’t I remember? What’s this getting in my eyes? Is it hair? I don’t have long hair do I? I must because it’s attached to me. What am I laying on? It feels like a couple of pillows. Let me roll over. TITS! Why do I have tits? And such big ones too! Long hair, big tits. Am I a girl? I must be. But why can’t I move? Am I tied up? I must be, but why? Was I kidnapped? I don’t think so. This room is to nice and the bed is to comfortable for a kidnappers hideout. But where am I. I don’t recognize this room, but it is nice. Let’s see. I’m a girl, tied up on a comfortable bed in a strange bedroom. Am I into bondage or something? Maybe so. These ropes are sure tight enough but this gag is more symbolic than anything else. Look at what I’m wearing. Pink lacy panties and matching bra. They look like something a girl would wear to bed for her man. Is that what happened? Am I a girl who is into bondage who wore these for her man who tied her up and will be back soon to have his way with her? I wonder if he’s handsome? I wonder if he’ll be rough or gentile? Am I into rough? I’m into bondage so I might be into rough. I wonder if he’s hung? I’m actually starting to hope so. Should I call him master? I think I better. Will he call me his little slave? I hope so! I hope master gets here soon. I’m starting to get wet in anticipation. Maybe if I’m naughty, master will spank his little slave. I hope so. Then I can work all the harder to make it up to master. Read more

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