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Medallion of Zulo – Sister

Zack dumped his bike on the driveway to Adam´s house and ran up the path leading to his door. He knocked fervently on the big wooden door until Adam opened up and dragged him in. Read more

Taking Advantage – Part One

“Are you sure you want to go through with this?”, Clyde asked his friend, and now girl, Liam who was standing in front of him. Hadn´t he seen it himself in person when Liam changed from his male visage to this female form with the help of an strange medallion he hadn´t believed that the woman in front of him in fact was his friend. Read more

Taking advantage – Part Two

Fuck I must have been exhausted from last night. What was it? Five days of fucking Hannah, my highly obedient sexpot. I felt on top of the world.
I groggily opened my eyes. It was so cold so I must be naked, nothing unusual from the rest of the week. I also felt drained, weaker somehow but that can be the marathon sex sessions finally taking its toll. I might cut down on the penetrating sex and have her blow me instead. I reached down to my cock and was about to play a little with myself before calling in Hannah to take care of me, but the only thing I could find was a void.
My blood rushed inside of me and I was in an instant wide awake and immediately found out why my dick was gone.
I had become a chick!
Fuck. How? The medallion. Of course. The medallion. There could be only one culprit.
“HANNAAAAAAH!”, I shouted from the top of my lungs. Read more

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.

Best part of the new life

My six month anniversary of my rebirth was closing in. In just a couple of days I will have been a female for 183 days.The girl and I had just traded lives, fair and square, and when snooping around on facebook she…he seemed to enjoy the life as a guy much more than I did. I´m happy as well, the body and life I got in the exchange have lived up to my every expectation. It can be easy sometimes to forget that this isn´t the body you were born with. I´m shorter but I got used to it. Weaker muscles, but I manage to come by. If not, guys often are willing to help. If only they knew of transparent it was of them to help me out but I´m thankful nevertheless. The periods was a nightmare in the beginning. All those questions about How, Why and AAARGH! kept testing my temper. Apparently I´m a bitch during my period. Good thing I`ve learned to read the signs of my body and calm myself when needed. The life long dream I had of wearing dresses all day had been fulfilled. They fit me like a glove and accentuate my every curve. I know I look good in them. What I want to point out is that I have acclimatized to my body so much that I doesn´t think twice anymore when doing things. Except one thing. For me they define my femininity, the very being of whom I want to be. I like my hourglass figure. I like my female genitalia. But nothing screams woman to me as a pair of well-formed breasts. They are always there as a heavy reminder to me of whom I now am. Often they are neatly stored inside of a bra, at other times I let them hang free just to feel the pull. You could have great fun playing around with them. Did you know that some girls can get an orgasm just by breast stimulation? It´s true, but sadly I am not one of them. Believe me, I´ve tried. Oil them, rub them, massage them, place an tiny ice cube on your nipple and just let it melt. Let the cool breeze of the wind grace your being. And you can dress up in literally anything and still look good.

I´m happy with my life, much more content. In the past I didn´t let anyone in close to me but nowdays I even have got a boyfriend.
And it even feels better and more exciting when he plays around with my two girls.

The best of two worlds

Henry was furiosly stomping up the stairs in his now much bigger body. The sound from the impacts reverberated in the house, both alerting Darren about his arrival and of his current mood (which was pissed). Read more

Butt Plug of Change

“hngh”
*pants*
“Hngh*
*Contemplate*
*Applies more lube*
“Hngh!”
Almost there.
“HNGH!”
The widest part of the butt plug was inside and now the rest of it just situated itself in place. Jack´s body quivered from the pleasure of being filled up.
The gem at the end of the butt plug began to shine, now the really good part was about that happen.
The magic crackled and tendrils of energy shot out.
It was always the closest parts of his body to the gem that was changed first.
He savored the feeling when his ass ballooned outwards, together with is now wider hips.
A personal favorite was when his erect penis sank into his body and formed a vagina instead. The orgasm that followed usually made him miss when his legs and stomach was altered as the changes spread upwards and downwards. He would rather have it at the end as the grand finale.
His bust began to grow into the usual big proportions and his shoulders got smaller, his arms daintier.
It tickled in his throat as his voice became higher and softer, his feet shrunk a couple of sizes.
He felt how is face morphed and became more rounded. His eyes looked bigger and his lips was decidedly bigger.
His hair exploded into a full and silky brown mane.
And with that the changes was complete. Read more