I had been looking for my friend Kim. She had been missing for weeks. I asked her family, her friends, but no one seemed to know where she was, and strangely enough, it was like they didn’t care. She was impossible to find, it was like she had just vanished.
Mark lay confused on the bed. He was in his parent’s bedroom, trying to focus on the events of the last week. His father was sleeping next to him but what worried him more was the fact they were both naked. Mark removed the sheet covering his body and gazed at his mothers breasts now hanging from his chest. “My god” Mark said remembering what happened. He rushed to the bathroom not bothering about putting something on. In the mirror he saw his mother’s body in its full glory, the body he was trapped in since the accident with a swapping remote
That prick Raymond just would not believe me.
Ricky was the town bad boy. He had tattoos, wore a leather jacket, drove a muscle car to go with his big muscles, and anything he wanted was his to steal. He had now stolen the heart of Felicia Helbram, a sweet girl with a notoriously strict father. Felicia actually had Ricky considering being less of a troublemaker, and that’s what he told her father when he got up the nerve to ask for his permission to date his daughter. Unfortunately, Mr. Helbram was not having any of it. He knew that Ricky didn’t want anything but sex. He laughed at Ricky and told him that he had “bad news, surprising news, and good news” for him. The bad news was that Ricky was not good enough for his innocent daughter, so he would never be allowed to date her. The surprising news was that Mr. Helbram was, in fact, a warlock. Finally, the “good news” was that Ricky would instead be allowed to date Mr. Helbram’s SON, Franky. Ricky was extremely confused as Mr. Helbram snapped his fingers and everything changed in an instant…
“Ricki” was the town slut. Her big round boobs were bouncing all over the place as her boyfriend Franky fucked her from behind. She loved having his big cock thrusting inside her. She was so happy that he finally decided to make her his girlfriend despite that fact that his bitchy sister, Felicia, warned him not to just because she had a bad reputation.
“525” What is it about that number?, “why does it always have to be exactly at 5:25?” I asked myself. It’s been almost a year. It is always the same, every 5th or 25th day of a month, at exactly 5:25 pm I swap bodies with a random person. The first time was on September 5th, and it was quite confusing, especially since I swapped bodies with a pregnant woman. I had some of her memories, but I wasn’t ready for the mood swings. Then 20 days later, I swapped bodies with an old man. It was quite a boring life, but I had no choice but to go on with it.
“What just happened? why am I wearing this?” Amy asked me. “You are the one who chose that bikini” I told her. “But why am I wearing women’s clothing?” she asked. “Oh shit” I said outloud, months ago I had used a potion to transform my friend James into my bimbo of a girlfriend Amy. Apparently it was losing its effect. “What do you mean? You are a woman Amy” I pretended not to know what she was talking about. She looked down and gazed at her breasts, “these aren’t real” she said while touching them, “shit shit… they feel real”. She reached her crotch area with her left hand, trying to find her former equipment, but found nothing but a wet pussy.
Over the next several months, my routine changed very little. I would wake up early in the morning and begin my beauty ritual. At first, I despised it. It was a constant reminder of my lost manhood.
“I am not a woman! I am a man!” I kept telling myself. I had been transformed by a wizard in the shopping mall into a blonde woman. “I like men… I mean… women! I like men!” My mind was getting mixed up. “Please stop it” I said. I could feel the worst headache I had ever had, so I just pressed my head with both my hands. I started to cry, “please!”. But I could only hear the old man laughing.
I was once one of my peoples greatest warriors in the war of Elves and Orcs. I had led my people to many victories against the vile orcs, and with each victory my fame grew. It was near the end of the war when my downfall came. With every victory for my people the orcish horde grew more aggressive, more savage. I had paid this no mind until my battalion and I came under ambush from an orc war party. However while my men were slaughtered I was taken alive. The warriors almost seemed to do their best to avoid serious harm to my person. Finally after the slaughter of my men they dragged me away to their camp. I remember them throwing me into the shamans tent, and after that my mind sees a haze of what is remembered as elixirs and chants. When I came to I first noticed the body I now possess and have come accustomed to, and I then noticed the War Chief of the Horde across from me with the largest cock I had ever seen. I remember the initial revulsion when he took me, but I also remember the growing pleasure as he continued well into the next day. Shortly there after I was appointed as head concubine of his harem, and now I service him and his personal war party at all hours. Even now many years after the defeat of my people I cannot help but feel pleasure at severing my new masters.
Tom and James ran as fast as they could. They ran until they found shelter inside the back storeroom of a hardware store. Tom slammed the door shut and locked it.
“Did you see that?” James said panting as he sat down in the corner. “Men, turning into women….bimbos! Women…into bimbos”
“How the fuck is that possible?” Tom was out of breath as well. He walked up to James who was sitting down in the corner.
“Hey dude, what’s that on your arm?” James pointed out to Tom. Both boys looked. It was lipstick. “Oh fuck, she kissed you! One of those bimbos kissed you….” James panicked.
“No, that’s not possi..ble…” Tom trailed off. His hair turning blonde and growing past his shoulders.
“Get…Get away from me Tom.” James was already cornered.
“Feels…No….Nnggh…so…good….” Tom moaned as his masculinity was melting away into feminine beauty.
“Fight it Tom!” James yelled.
“But I like being a sexy woman…” Tom giggled as his shirt exploded unable to contain her breasts. “….and you will too.” Tom now Tammy the bimbo climbed on top of James and laid a deep kiss onto his lips.
“Tom…please…mmmhmmm….noo..nn..mmmhhhmmmmm yes….”James squirmished around. He could feel his inner bimbo begin to emerge.