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The Banana

“Baby no, don’t bite that banana!” I shouted at my girlfriend, my dick growing erect as she slid the fruit into her mouth.
“Alright, fine,” she said, grinning, but her smile soon changed to shock. “Holy shit!”
I sighed: I guess it was time to tell her. “Okay, that banana is special.” She peeled her eyes away from my member to give me a raised eyebrow. “No, listen. My ex was a witch, something I didn’t find out until the day I dumped her. It was in her kitchen, and there just so happened to be a banana laying around, so she cursed me. No what happens to that banana, happens to my dick as well.
“So doing this,” she slid it in and out of her mouth. “Is like giving you a blow job?”
I nodded, and she smiled. “I thought I had hidden it better, but I guess you found it. So just…put it away, please?”
“Hah, no, now I’m curious,” she said before she slid it back into her mouth, about two inches, and bit down hard. I screamed as I felt a quick but intense pain, and when I looked down I couldn’t believe it.
Two inches. My dick was two inches shorter than it had been before she took the bite. And as I heard her swallow the piece of banana, I knew those two inches were gone for good.
My girlfriend laughed. “Damn! I didn’t think THAT would happen!” Before I could react, she had taken another bite, and with another sharp pain in my groin, another two inches was gone.
“Give me the banana!” I shouted and reached for it. Our hands closed around it and squeezed, a feeling I felt around my own dick. It hurt so much, but I couldn’t let go, but AH!
I couldn’t take it, and I let go. She took another two bites of the now slightly smashed banana, and now I had only one inch remaining on both the banana, and my penis.
“Aww, look at your little dingle!” she said, getting nearer to me and flicking it with her finger. I winced, feeling a quick burst of pleasure come from what was left of my member.
I was shocked when she popped the last of the banana into her mouth, and started chewing. The pain this time was immense, and tears rose up out of my eyes. When it had subsided I looked down, and screamed, but not out of pain.
GONE! There was just a flat patch of skin, with a tiny hole in it. That was all I had left!
My attention was broken when I heard her laugh. “You IDIOT! That “awful ex” you were always talking about to me? She’s my sister! I knew all about this stupid banana, and all about what it could do to you. And now that it’s gone, well, good luck getting another girlfriend!” And with that she threw the peel at me, and left my apartment, leaving me alone with my new featureless crotch.

I Don’t Know… – The Shrinkening

It turns out my girlfriend was perfectly accepting of my new busty female form. Heck, sometimes I couldn’t pull her away! It turned out that not only was she bisexual, she happened to discover she was breast-obsessed, and her being equally busty meant was was in a tit-filled wonderland.
The Shrinkening changed all that.
It started with her. She lost her D-cup breasts in the span of an afternoon, leaving her totally flat-chested. But she didn’t mind TOO much, since she still had me. Well, she still had me for another day. The next morning I woke up, noticing my night shirt felt roomier than it had the night before. The reason for that was soon made very clear: I had become as flat as my girlfriend.
I was okay with it. Sure, I was upset that I had lost my favorite part of my new body, but I could live with it. My girlfriend, on the other hand, was less fine with our changes. She left me that day, claiming that while she could be with a woman, it would have to be one bustier than me.
From what the news reports said, she was going to be searching for quite a while.

Where I Got Them – The Shrinkening

“No don’t come in!” I shouted, quickly clutching my towel to my rapidly shrinking bust, as I heard Alyssa (she refused to choose a male name to better suit her “new” features) turning the doorknob to the bathroom.
“But the baby’s hungry!” he whined. “And thanks to you I don’t even have the right parts to feed her.
“Ugh, fine, you can come in,” I said, dropping the towel to reveal my newly flattened chest, my nipples still dark and hard atop it. “But thanks to this whole Shrinkening thing, I don’t either…”

Where I Got Them Part 8

“I-I don’t know what that was…” Alyssa said to me through slight gasps. “But I liked it.” She smiled to me, and I gave her a small kiss on the nose. She blushed.
“I..guess we should get…dressed,” I stayed on the couch as she walked over to her clothes. I watched as she picked up her pants, and something fell out of one of the pockets:
The stone! “Where did you get that?” I said, leaping to my feet.
“The rock?” she asked innocently. “I found it in my front yard by this bird’s nest, and I thought it was pretty.” I walked over to the stone, and picked it up. It was fate. Finally, I had a chance to bring back my female mind.
I could make another wish. I had been having so much fun like this, why would I want it to stop? I could maybe have some fun with it though.
I whispered, so that Alyssa wouldn’t hear, “I wish Alyssa’s body would become a man’s, but her mind will stay the same.” I knew it would get to work instantly.
“Is it getting hot in here?” she said, sweating visibly. I could already see the changes happening in her body. Her facial features were getting rougher, her hair shorter, and I could tell by the look on that face that she was feeling it, just as I had. Thankfully she had left her pants off, so I could watch as her ass flattened, and her thighs went from fatty to muscular. Her curves faded, and she was starting to let out whimpers of pain.
“Wh-what’s happening to me?” she asked as her shoulders broadened. Her nipples had started to shrink, though she hadn’t noticed. Her wide, dark areolas shrank, leaving small, soft nipples in their place.
Then came her tits. Her DD-cups deflated, which was something she had noticed.
“My boobs!” she shouted as they approached C-cups. “What’s happening to them?! Why are they getting smaller?!” They were past B-cups now, and Alyssa was holding onto them desperately, trying in vain to keep them as they shrank below A-cups, and flattened into her new pecs.
“My boobs! They’re…go-aaahhhh!!!!” her sentence faded into a yell as her hands rushed to grip her groin. Quickly she pulled them back away to see what was happening, and I think the sight nearly made her faint.
Right as she had moved her hands her balls dropped to their new home between her legs, her dick growing slowly but surely just above them.
She, now he, looked over at me, but I wasn’t paying attention to his face. I may prefer a banging pair of tits, but the thought of getting that thing inside me, combined with my thoughts of my own body, turned me on.
“Come here, you,” I said, pulling my boyfriend in close. “How’s about you make the only pair of tits left in this room shake?” I reached down, and guided him inside me, knowing in that moment that this wish had been a great idea.

Where I Got Them

I laid in my bed, having just come in from the pool. I hadn’t bothered to change out of my bikini: it was a hot day and this was more comfortable. I held the stupid “magic” stone in my hand. Some strange old woman had given it to me on the street the other day, claiming it could grant any wish I wanted. I knew there was no such thing as magic, but not wanting to be rude I took it anyway. And now I was laying in my bed with it in my hand.
I held it close to my stomach, just barely able to see it over my breasts. “I wonder if Mom’s boobs were as great as mine before she got the reduction,” I thought aloud in a whisper. I wasn’t sure why my mind had gone there; it’s not as though that was something I thought about often, but now I couldn’t stop thinking. So I made a wish, even though I knew it wouldn’t work. I wished to see Mom before she had gotten her breast reduction.
Suddenly I was outside, in my home town, but 24 years earlier: the year I was born. As amazed as I was that the stone actually worked, I quickly noticed it had left me in just my bikini. I shrugged: it was still a hot summer day, so I guess I won’t look too weird.
Then she walked past me. I could tell by her features that she had to be my mother, and my eyes were quickly drawn to her chest where-
“Holy shit! She’s even bigger than me!” I said, a bit louder than I had intended. She spun around and looked at me, her at least E-cup breasts held proudly on her chest.
“Yes, they are,” she said, looking at my C-cups. “Though if you knew what it was like lugging them around maybe you’d rethink your jealousy. Now why don’t you go put on some clothes: they may not be as big as mine, but the boys will still stare.”
“Oh, um,” I stammered. “My clothes were…stolen, while I was at the pool…” I knew it was a lie, and I wasn’t sure why I told it, but she bought it anyway.
“Yeah, that’s happened to me a few times too,” she sighed in disgust. “Here: I have some things that might fit you back in my car just around the block. I was supposed to be meeting my husband back at home for a date night, but I guess I can be a little late.”
She led me back to her car, the sun going down as she unlocked the door, reached in and handed me the clothes. I put them on, and they fit reasonably well. The shirt was a bit baggy, as I expected, but so were her pants. I hadn’t even noticed her rockin’ hips and bubble butt until now. I definitely hadn’t inherited any of those.
“Oh, I’m definitely late now!” she shouted, looking at her watch. We had taken a slow walk to her car. “Sorry, but I have to run! See you around!” And with that she drove off.
“Sooner than you think,” I said, waving after her.
I went to the local gas station, so I could wait inside for my wish to wear off and send me back to my time. There was only one employee, and he was in the back, so I just sat in a corner by myself, waiting. I started to feel really hot all over. The AC was still on, as far as I could tell, and my clothes were definitely made for summer weather, but I felt like I was burning up. Then I started to feel sick. I ran into the ladies’ room, and bent over the sink. The sickness passed, but when I looked up, things had changed.
My hair was shorter. It had been shoulder length, but now it came barely to my cheek, and my bangs were even shorter. The blonde dye was gone as well, leaving it my natural brown. My features seemed somehow harder as well, and to my horror I thought I saw faint traces of stubble on my cheeks.
“Wh-what’s happening?” I managed through gasps. I stared at my reflection, watching as my shoulders broadened, and my curves began to fade. I pulled off my mother’s stank top, and say that my waist had lost it’s slimness. A little above that more noticeable changes had started to occur as well.
I had left my bikini top on under the top, to act as a bra. but now it’s cups seemed…more empty. I watched as it became more and more useless as my breasts shrank from Cs, to Bs, to As, to…
Nothing. My chest was now completely flat, my nipples had even shrunk down, and were now just small pink spots on my otherwise flat chest.
“Agh!” my deeper voice screamed, my hands moving instinctively to my groin, the source of the pain. I felt so much pressure inside my tight pants, and the pain was becoming unbearable. I managed to undo the zipper, and let my pants drop to the bathroom floor. Beneath my now-exposed bikini bottom, I saw three lumps forming, two on the bottom, one on the top. The bottom two swelled slightly before they seemed to pop out of my groin, but the top one kept growing larger and larger, until it started to peek out from the top of my bottom.
“No-no…” I said as I braced myself against the sink. I ripped my bikini bottom off, and my newly formed penis flopped out. My mouth hung wide in shock before I turned back to the mirror.
Everything about me seemed…mannish. My shorter hair, the stubble on my cheeks, my flat pecs and firm abdomen, and my…my dick. I reached down, about to touch my new appendage, when a bright light surrounded me, and when it had faded I was back in my own time.
My room looked different. The pastel colors had been changed with harsher tones. I opened my closet, and instead of seeing dresses, yoga pants, and tank tops, I saw regular t-shirts and jeans. I opened my underwear drawer, and instead of finding panties I saw a drawer full of boxers. I took a pair and slid them on, wanting to hide my new parts as much as possible before I went to lay down on my bed.
It didn’t take long for me to piece together what had happened. I had distracted my mother for too long, delaying her and my father’s date night, and as a result I had been born, but I had born a different gender.
I guess now I had inherited much less from my mother…

So Teeny Part 2

“Eee, I can’t believe how small you’ve gotten!” my girlfriend squeed, looking down at my six-inch tall self between her legs. This was her favorite place to put me. I knew that all she had to do was put her legs together, and I’d be squished. I looked up at her face, but my eyes were immediately drawn to her large breasts. I had given her those. Every bit of height I lost only went to making her bigger. She was definitely taller, having to duck under our doorframes now. Her ass had grown, her thighs had grown, and her tits had especially grown.
“Oh, I see you staring at my tits, naughty boy!” she chastised me. “Though I guess I could give you a better look…” She reached down, and picked me up with one hand, setting me on top of her boobs as she reclined back. I could barely keep my balance: it was like trying to stand in a bouncy house. Eventually I fell, smacking face-first into her warm titflesh. I crawled down, eventually reaching her nipple and using it to steady myself.
“OH! Don’t touch that sweetie!” she moaned at me. “You know how sensitive they are.” I rubbed her nipple, and she moaned harder.
“On second thought,” she said, reaching her hand down between her legs. “Keep it up…”

Down There

“Wow, how’d you get so small already!” one of the girls far above you shouted.
“We all only gained one cup size,” said another. “But look how tiny he already is!”
“Oh, and we plan to get much bigger!” said a third.
“But how small can he get?”
“I don’t care!” said the second girl again. “Girls, bottoms up!” All five girls downed another shot of the potion, and you watched as you fell even further away from their expanding tits…

Reaching for help

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


“What, you thought I didn’t know?” your sister says, looking down on your naked and shrunk form. The top of your head came up to just below her belly button now.
“I caught you peeking in on me when I stepped out of the shower last week, and I knew what you were doing locked in your room afterwards. That’s gross, big-oops, I mean, LITTLE, bro.” I smirked down at you. “I guess if you really want to see them though, I shouldn’t keep these girls from you…” Her voice trailed off as she removed her shirt, exposing her braless breasts beneath. You could feel yourself getting hard.
“You like that, don’t you?” she teased as she ran a finger over her puffy nipples, before giving each breast a nice squeeze. You could feel pressure building.
“Go ahead, just let it out…” she squeezed her boobs together, and knelt down so they were right in front of your face. You lost yourself in her cleavage, and finally it was too much. You came, and with that you shrunk another several inches, while her gorgeous bust increased a few itself.
“Thanks, little bro. Now, if you don’t mind, clean yourself up while I go see if I can cram these girls into any of my bras…”