Far from Ordinary

Tom had always been pretty plain and ordinary, and he had been leading a pretty plain and ordinary life. All or that changed, however, once he was accepted to Spellcraft State University.
Tom had applied to all of the schools with leading engineering programs and had imagined that Spellcraft was just the college founder’s surname – not a reference to ACTUAL magic. When he was automatically placed in Transformations I and Ethics of Magical Practice, he found out just how mistaken he was.
When his freshman year started, Tom was still dating his equally plain and ordinary high school sweetheart Marci. He never word have expected that his stable unadventurous girlfriend would have been interested in magic, but that was because he didn’t know her as well as he thought. She surprised him by asking all sorts of questions about what he was learning in his classes and about just what it was possible to achieve with magic. By the time they finally saw each other over Fall Break, she had a plan.
“You have a really good knack for this transformation stuff, don’t you?” she said, buttering him up.
“Well, I’m one of the best in my class,” Tom admitted, somewhat embarrassed.
“I bet someone as talented as you could make me more attractive, huh?”
“Well, I could probably – wait, what?” A flustered Tom tried to reassure his girlfriend that she was already attractive and that he loved her just the way she was, but Marci was determined. After years of feeling inferior to other women, she finally had a way out of her plain and ordinary existence. Tom was concerned about his Marci’s apparent vanity, but she managed to wear him down. He tracked down a dusty old tome from the library that had just the spell they needed. It was more advanced than anything he had performed so far, but Tom was sure he could make it work.
Marci was ecstatic. Tom was glad to make her so happy, but he still felt a bit gloomy himself. “Cheer up,” Marci said in an unusually bubbly voice, “pretty soon you’ll get to have sex with someone way hotter than you could ever land on your own.” The words stung, but Tom couldn’t help fantasizing about a sexier version of Marci, and a life that was just a little less ordinary.
So it was with a lust clouded mind that Tom cast the feminization spell. A shimmering glow gathered around Marci’s body. A glazed look came over her eyes. Her lips parted in a moan of pleasure. And that was where the changes began. Marci’s thin lips plumped up, and her voice grew sultry as the moans continued. Her hair, typically flat and dull, rippled with body and shine. But the real changes came with her body. Her limbs lengthened, graceful and smooth. Narrow hips widened, round belly flattened and toned, and breasts swelled well beyond the limits of her A cup bra.
But as Marci’s chest ballooned outward, so did the magic. Novice though he was, Tom recognized the rebound. Unfortunately, he was neither practiced enough nor fast enough to counter it. The expanding aura quickly enveloped him. Pleasure shook his body which began transforming even more rapidly than Marci’s. Body hair evaporated from shrinking limbs. Wispy stubble disappeared from his softening jaw. Large eyes fluttered with long lashes adding sensuality to a sultry face soon surrounded by long locks of blonde hair. His torso was rapidly contracting, especially at the waist, while his hips and ass swelled. Tom writhed and thrash, every nerve tingling. He panted in a high, girly voice, groping with slender fingers at the breasts swelling on his chest and the quickly disappearing penis stiff and sensitive. Beside him Marci was masturbating wildly as well. Her formerly unremarkable body was now sexy, tan, and toned. Beside her, the last vestiges of Tom’s manhood disappeared into a juicy pink pussy. Together, the two beautiful women erupted in orgasmic pleasure as the last of the magical cloud dispersed.
“Oh gawd!” Marci moaned.
“Oh god!” Tom echoed in a shrill voice. “What did I just do? I have to reverse this right away.”
“Wait a minute,” the suddenly stunning Marci said, laying a manicured hand on her lover’s shoulder. “Before you change back, there’s something else I’ve always wanted to try…”
Tom’s beautiful face showed no sign of understanding. It was cute how ditzy she looked. Marci decided to help her understand. She wrapped a long arm around Tom’s dainty body, resting her hand on the round swell of Tom’s ass. The other hand cupped a large breast delicately tweaking the stiff nipple. “Oh!” she gasped. “You mean…really?” Sick of fooling around, Marci silenced her lover with a passionate kiss.
Spontaneous gender changes were fairly common at Spellcraft State University, so there was no trouble when Tom returned from Fall Break as Tonya. The new girl dedicated herself to her studies, especially Transformation, and was soon passing her classes with flying colours. Of course, her grades did suffer a bit whenever her sexy girlfriend Marci or her giant hunk of a boyfriend Mark came to town. One thing was certain, Tonya’s new life was far from ordinary!

Watch My Back

BY admin

I’ve been hiding in my room for over an hour now. But can you blame me? I was a stone cold stud – 6’3″ of solid muscle and 10″ of throbbing cock, not to mention a record setting decathlete – a real ladies man. My college track and field team is at a tournament in Florida. The beachfront hotel we’re staying at is full of babes from all over the country, and they’re all running around in the skimpiest, sexiest swimsuits imaginable. I had been hitting on every girl with good figure hoping to score with a girl from every school here. Sure, I hadn’t actually slept with any of them yet, one of them even told me to watch my back, but I know I was getting close to sealing the deal with a few. Then a little while ago, everything got hazy, like I had too much to drink. I just barely had time to get back to my room before everything went dark.
When I woke up, it was in a completely unrecognizable body. The biggest difference? It was female! All my hard earned muscle had evaporated, and I wobbled on the new, sinuous legs as I got off the bed. I could feel strange parts of my body jiggling as I moved, and the world seemed distorted from my new perspective, a foot lower than my old height. Oddest of all was the absence in my crotch of the significant weight that had always swung between my legs. Instead, there was a cool void, an emptiness made to be filled. I nearly vomited at the thought.
Finally, I made it to a mirror and saw the new form I’ve taken. Put simply, I’ve been turned into a knockout, a wet dream, a living embodiment of sex. My body is all curves wrapped in a smooth, creamy complexion. I’ve got tits as round as a grapefruit and an ass built for backing up. My dark hair has grown out in long, silky waves around an angelic face – or is it devilish? These large, dark eyes, full lips are too enticing for anyone to resist. And there at my groin is the irrefutable mark of womanhood: a vagina. I’m better looking than the most beautiful woman I ever could have imagined. And that’s exactly what makes this so incredibly embarrassing!
That’s why I’ve been hiding here. I’m supposed to be a stud! Out there seducing women that look this hot and making them moan with pleasure. I tried to cover up this body and that humiliating pussy as fast as I could, but for some reason, the only clothing in my hotel room was a strappy black swimsuit a pair of heels and some jewelry. Without any other option, I put on the bikini, though its difficulty was insanely disproportionate to its size. Unfortunately, I almost looked sexier with the miniscule fabric emphasizing my new assets. Only then did I realize there was a standard hotel bathrobe in the room that I could use to cover up. Wrapped in white cotton over the sexy swimwear, I’ve been trying to understand what happened, arriving at one simple conclusion: someone did this to me. Probably that bitch who threatened me. I don’t know how, but she did this. She was an ugly waste of time anyway. She’s probably a dyke who couldn’t handle a real man anyway, so she’s trying to get rid of me. I should give her a piece of my mind.
Of course, that would mean leaving the room. Someone might see me looking like this. Although it’s not like anyone would recognize me with how much I’ve changed. They’d be too distracted by my looks to even consider I might be anything but another hot chick enjoying a trip to the beach. Come to think of it, I’m even hotter than a lot of the girls here. I’ve certainly got more curves than all those athletes. Guys would give their right nut to grab an ass like this or to stick their face between these beautiful tits, let alone have the chance to get a suck or fuck from me. Why should I be so nervous about going out? I’m a goddess!
I put on the heels, added some bling, and set out. With each step outside of my room, I can feel my confidence growing. I start to put a little swing in my step, and feel a thrill of pleasure. I like being this sexy. What was I thinking covering up such a beautiful figure? I throw the bathrobe aside and feel the pleasure increase. Not just pleasure – arousal! Suddenly this body starts to feel natural. It feels like home. It’s MY body. My firm succulent breasts and my sweet, bouncing ass. It’s my beautiful pink pussy, and guys will be begging to enter it. I bet every girl here will be jealous of me, even that loser who transformed me. She thought she could embarrass me? Well, that was her mistake. I’ll show her what a REAL woman looks like, how a REAL woman acts. There are so many hot, muscular guys here, and I’ll make sure that every one of them comes begging to fuck me. Then all I have to do is take their hot, iron rods in every opening I’ve got.
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A short while later, there was a huge commotion on the hotel’s section of the beach. A beautiful young woman no one had ever seen before was sunbathing topless and giving out her room number to any well-built stud with balls enough to ask. A few even got spontaneous blowjobs right there on the spot. Not far away, a group of girls was watching these events unfold with extreme satisfaction. After a number of them had been harassed by a cocky meathead, they had conspired to transform him into his own fantasy woman. It eliminated one pest and distracted plenty of others. An added bonus was that their trick also removed a serious athlete from the competition. It was just the advantage needed for the team from Spellcraft State University to win the tournament.