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Grimace To Smile

At first, when Jack was transferred into a girl getting railed, the feeling of the giant cock inside of him hurt, causing him to grimace, but after about five seconds, he had already switched over to pure bliss, forgetting that he was supposed to be a male.

Where I Got Them Part 2

After only two days in my new body I had already grown sick of it. All the novelty of now having a male body had worn off, and I was ready to try the stone again.
I took it in my hand, and breathed deeply. I was sure it would work, but what if this wish just made everything worse. Though how could that be possible.
“Just please, don’t make…it… any bigger?” I said stupidly to the stone, before saying my wish:
“I wish to have my body back: the one I had before-” I was cut off as pain shot through my whole body. I felt like I was being compressed all over. I let out a yell as it felt like I had just been kicked roughly in the balls. At least, I assumed that’s what it felt like. I pulled off my pants and boxers, and watched as my…man parts shrunk into my body, smaller and smaller, until there was just a smooth surface left. That smoothness quickly faded however, as my slit grew back. The pain was almost unbearable however: it felt as though my groin was being torn in two, and I guess in a way it kind of was. But it was back.
I didn’t have time to think about that though, as I felt a sharp pinching at my waist. I was slimming back down, my curves slowly returning to my body. I looked quickly in the mirror, and noticed the tingling on my face was my features smoothing out again, and my hair was going blonde and growing longer again. My skin burned as it softened, but the sensation quickly faded, leaving me almost entirely female again.
Lastly was what had started all this: my breasts. I moved to remove my t-shirt, but I wasn’t fast enough. My chest burned and itched as I felt massive amounts of pressure building up behind my flat pecs. I watched as my tight shirt slowly started to balloon forward, my tits returning to my chest. The pain was building with every cup size, my shirt squeezing them against my body, until…
RRIIIIPP! My shirt tore right down the middle, and my large breasts burst forth, my nipples growing darker and perkier as the transformation finished itself off. I was a woman again, I thought as I gripped my breasts, just to make sure they were real, and just to touch them as well. I still had some parts of my formerly male mind. After confirming I was indeed back to normal, I threw the stone out my bedroom window and onto my yard, where a large bird scooped it up and carried it off.
“Good riddance,” I said, glad to be rid of the thing.
I looked into my floor-length mirror and stared at my renewed body. I spun, moving my hand up my thigh and taking a good look at my ass. I started to feel kind of warm, and I felt a moistness between my legs. Maybe I had kept more than some parts.
I had wished to have my old body back, but my mind remained that of my male self. My male self that loved big boobs, and couldn’t resist staring at a sexy body like mine. I reached down and started pleasuring myself, hoping to alleviate my horniness, but seeing myself like that only made it worse. Seeing my tits wobble as a moved my hand up and down, in and out, just made me wetter. Slowly I managed to peel my eyes away from my body, and stood up. Even just feeling the movement of my boobs on my chest made me feel slightly turned on.
I was going to regret throwing that stone away.