Whoever says the otherwise is lying, the medallion is so much fun. I tricked my friend Andrew to wear it. Although the full transformation took some time, I started to see the changes immidiately. His mind was the first to wander, “That guy is cute” he said. I laughed when he said so. “It’s not funny. I don’t even know why I said so. I like guys… I mean girls” he said.
I told the witch I was sorry for calling her a dumb cunt, but I don’t think she lifted her curse. Now every time I swear, my body grows more feminine. Shit! They’re still growing! And now they’re growing some more.
It had been an innocent little joke. “What are you a guy or something?” But my friend, April, hadn’t enjoyed it.
You’re lying there in your soft warm bed.
under the blankets. sleepy.
you’re eyes are closed it’s morning but you can feel the dream calling you back to sleep.
That’s right, listen to my voice. My sexy female voice. You can feel it can’t you? It’s making you hot, turning you on. Put your hand into your trousers Carl, that’s right, you can feel yourself getting hard for me. You can’t hang up can you? It’s just so addicting to hear my voice whisper in your ear.
I spent a whole day of boredom waiting at my house playing video games and sneaking into my girlfriend’s clothes and trying them on. I can’t explain it, but something about feeling girly just makes me very horny. In fact, today I tried on many possible combinations of slutty outfits and wished I had the voluptuous body to fill out the sexy clothes.
My exgirlfriend had a funny looking cat. I used to be more of a dog person, but I never told her. One day, out of the blue, for no reason at all, her cat scratched my arm, and then licked the wound. I pretended it didn’t hurt, but it was the worst pain I’ve ever felt. Days passed, and although the wound had already disappeared, the pain didn’t.
Randy and his friends were adventurers. They loved backpacking through the wilderness to areas that hadn’t seen the face of man in centuries. During one of their trips they came across the ruins of an ancient building, covered in vines, nearly indistinguishable from it’s natural surroundings.