One way trip
Brandon opened the small fridge, leaned down and looked inside. Being a woman had been fun, but he was ready to change back.
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Friend To Girlfriend
I never meant for this too happen. It just thought it’d be funny you know, to change him into a woman. I thought it’d be hilarious. Watch him adjust to sitting to pee, wobble in heels and have long hair. Plus I could use a bit of blackmail for some saucy photos or enjoyable experiences. Little did I know that the potion I slipped into his beer that night wasn’t exactly what I thought.
Aron’s dream
Shock and excitment rolled up together when Aron changed into a beautiful woman. It was his secret desire since he could remember. He always wanted to expirience it, to be able to walk in heels and pretty dresses, to have breasts and long beautifull hair and to be adored by men. He knew that no kind of surgery would make his dream come true so he just keep dreaming and waiting for a miracle.
Potion Commotion
Aww geez, what has my roommate gone and done to himself now?
Old friend
I never thought I would receive a message from her. Not after what I did. It was a long time ago, about five years, no wait, six years exactly, when I learned how to brew potions.
On the House
The bartender I’d been admired finally made her way back to where I was sitting. I was already a drink or three in, so I no longer had the willpower to pry my eyes away from her stunning cleavage.
The Perfect Girlfriend
“Oh No…” Nick says while trying to adjust the dress he now wearing.
Interactive
You look down, and realize the potion worked: you were now a busty girl. You reach up and give one of your new tits a squeeze. Not bad, though you thought they’d be a bit bigger. You look past your new breasts, and spot your slit further down between your legs. You start to reach down to it, but your eye catches something else. On the counter in the distance is the potion bottle, still half-full…
Amazing effect
“This is amazing! The potion worked much better than i expected” Robert said looking at the effects of his transformation.
Robert was a scientist in his early 40’s. He was overweight and lost almost all of his hair. He looked for a way to change his apperance. After two years he finally created a potion that was supposed to change him into a man every woman desires. He drank the potion but the effects were diffirent than he expected. Instead it slowly changed him into young woman. Robert was shocked but he decided to go along with it. After buying himself a few sets of female clothing he started to experiment with his look. At the end of the day he was really happy about the outcome. He chose the name Alex and he was ready to start his life as a woman.
“Reversible”
I picked up the bottle and read the label on the side. In fine print, all the way at the bottom, I was able to read the word “reversible”. Good. As much as the idea of growing another boob turned me on, I didn’t want to keep it forever! Maybe just a few fun-filled hours. I put the bottle back on the counter, and picked up my glass of pink liquid. I examined it closely. It looked almost like Pepto Bismal, though it defintitely smelled different. I shrugged, and downed the whole glass, slamming it back to the counter when it was empty. Instantly, intense heat arose in the center of my chest. I staggered into my living room, my vision slightly fuzzy, and sat down hard on the couch.
I felt my bra straps slowly slide over my shoulders, and looked down to see my large D-cup breasts being parted by a much smaller boob, right in the middle. The warmth continued as I felt my bra straps slip over my shoulders, the cups having been spread too far. I pulled my shirt down, exposing more of my chest and giving it more room to expand. My new breast was at least a B-cup by now, maybe a small C.
The heat grew more intense, becoming a burning sensation, almost unbearable, and then…
It stopped. I breathed heavily, and looked down at my heaving chest.
Three, full-sized tits rested on it. I tore off my shirt and undid the rest of my bra, which I had outgrown. My chest had broadened slightly to allow for the extra boob, though it still seemed slightly squished between the other two. I got up, jumping up and down and watched my new breast bobble with the ones I had already had. With glee I skipped over to the kitchen, enjoying the feeling of my three tits slapping against each other as I did so.
I picked up the bottle, to learn how to reverse the effects before I went upstairs to enjoy myself. I smoothed the label over the strangely shaped bottle, and read the word, causing me to drop the bottle, which shattered against the floor.
“Irreversible”. The wrinkle in the label had hidden the full word from me earlier. I stepped carefully around the broken glass and ran upstairs to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror.
Three boobs. Three large boobs now rested permanently on my chest. I tried to squeeze my new asset in between my originals, but it was no use. There was no getting rid of it, and there was no hiding it. I had three tits. I would have to wear loose sweatshirts if I didn’t want people staring at it, and bras would be a thing of the past. “Maybe a large sports bra would work?” I said, reaching up and rubbing my new boob. All because I couldn’t wait and read the label properly.