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Live Stream Product

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It was a supreme investment opportunity. The way in which Barry, Nathan and Adam had discovered ways for men to become women was revolutionary. Yet there was no way they could sell it legally. They couldn’t even administer it to others.
They decided they would display their handiwork on themselves via a live stream. People had to pay to stream the display of a true feat of scientific advancement. Millions tuned in each paying a substantial amount of money.
Once on air the three men all produced green bikinis. They each one by one slipped the bottoms on. The camera zoomed as it demonstrated the changes. The lower halves of their bodies became absolutely female. Their hips widened, hair diminished, skin softened, rears ballooned and their crotches flattened. Adam even gave the viewers a sneak peak of his (or maybe her) new genitalia down below.
They then all put the tops on. Their chests ballooned and stomachs flattened as arms became thin, lips plumped and hair sprouted. The soon all appeared as women. Barry was Beatrice (left). Nathan was Natasha (middle). The vagina-flashing Adam became Ava (right).
They all gave the viewers a show. They flashed their breasts and danced around. They flashed their asses and masturbated. The live stream was an immense hit.
The publicity was huge. They had millions of e-mails requesting the gender changing products they supplied. But they couldn’t, law said no. However, it didn’t stop them. The three inventors loved feminity and they saw it as a great idea to share it with everyone.
They made millions selling the products. Billions even. It soon became trillions.
It’s been five years now. Beatrice, Natasha and Ava are all still women and very happy. Thanks to their products 89% of the world is women. People simply couldn’t resist. These three women have changed the world forever more than any one in history before them. They are immensely popular and are goddesses to the world and they wouldn’t trade any of it.

Early Mother’s Day

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My mom finally left for the weekend. She would be back in time for Mother’s Day, which was perfect! I had found a magic powder that when sprinkled on any piece of clothing, and then worn, the wearer’s body would turn into an exact copy of the one who owns that particular piece of clothing. I’ve always been curious to find out what it was like to be a woman, and this seemed like a perfect time: the spell only lasted until midnight on the second day, which in this case was Mother’s Day.
She probably wasn’t even at the end of the road when I sprinkled the powder onto a pair of her panties. Wasting no time I quickly stripped out of my own boxers, and pulled on the silky black panties, one leg at a time. “I don’t feel any different…” I said out loud, shrugging and walking out of my room. wait, Mom’s panties were way big on me, why was I able to walk without them falling down my legs? I looked down, and saw the underwear was tight against my new curves, held in place by my loadbearing hips and thick ass. Looking down I also noticed my belly had pudged out slightly, but above that something more interesting was occurring:
My nipples had become wide, dark, and erect, and below them two small mounds were pushing them further and further away from my chest. I brushed my new long dark hair out of my eyes to get a better view of my growing breasts. I knew Mom was well endowed, but these were even bigger than I could’ve imagined! Why would my dad ever leave tits like these?! As they started to settle into their full size, I reached my dainty hands up to cup the monsters now resting on my chest. I fondled them for a moment, before allowing them to drop back down to their resting state. They were so huge, they sat on either side of my belly button.
It felt so strange to be calling parts of my mother’s body my own, but they were. These were my tits, my ass, my belly, my hair, my-
I gasped. My vagina! I tore off the panties, and just visible past the valley between my boobs, was my pussy. I squealed a bit, before reaching my slender fingers into my moist slit. A small moan escaped my lips. I slid deeper, and my moans grew larger. So this is what female masturbation is li-IIIke!
I came, squirting all over the hallway floor. I should have found it gross, but I felt so good I couldn’t be bothered to care. This body was fantastic! Read more

This Isn’t Me

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Ever since this happened my minds gone crazier and crazier. I went from man to woman and despite my initial panic I was ok but my minds changing. I seem to be consistently losing my intellectual talent and my interests keep on changing. I went from liking cars and sports to being obsessed with lipsticks, lingerie, skirts and heels. What’s most concerning is my desire for men. I can’t stop thinking about cock and my desperate need for one inside me. What’s happening to me? This isn’t me.

Early Mother’s Day

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My mom finally left for the weekend. She would be back in time for Mother’s Day, which was perfect! I had found a magic powder that when sprinkled on any piece of clothing, and then worn, the wearer’s body would turn into an exact copy of the one who owns that particular piece of clothing. I’ve always been curious to find out what it was like to be a woman, and this seemed like a perfect time: the spell only lasted until midnight on the second day, which in this case was Mother’s Day.
She probably wasn’t even at the end of the road when I sprinkled the powder onto a pair of her panties. Wasting no time I quickly stripped out of my own boxers, and pulled on the silky black panties, one leg at a time. “I don’t feel any different…” I said out loud, shrugging and walking out of my room. wait, Mom’s panties were way big on me, why was I able to walk without them falling down my legs? I looked down, and saw the underwear was tight against my new curves, held in place by my loadbearing hips and thick ass. Looking down I also noticed my belly had pudged out slightly, but above that something more interesting was occurring:
My nipples had become wide, dark, and erect, and below them two small mounds were pushing them further and further away from my chest. I brushed my new long dark hair out of my eyes to get a better view of my growing breasts. I knew Mom was well endowed, but these were even bigger than I could’ve imagined! Why would my dad ever leave tits like these?! As they started to settle into their full size, I reached my dainty hands up to cup the monsters now resting on my chest. I fondled them for a moment, before allowing them to drop back down to their resting state. They were so huge, they sat on either side of my belly button.
It felt so strange to be calling parts of my mother’s body my own, but they were. These were my tits, my ass, my belly, my hair, my-
I gasped. My vagina! I tore off the panties, and just visible past the valley between my boobs, was my pussy. I squealed a bit, before reaching my slender fingers into my moist slit. A small moan escaped my lips. I slid deeper, and my moans grew larger. So this is what female masturbation is li-IIIke!
I came, squirting all over the hallway floor. I should have found it gross, but I felt so good I couldn’t be bothered to care. This body was fantastic! Read more

Friendly Device

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It was so interesting. Finding a device that could alter the genders of those around me. I didn’t really believe it at first and initially brushed it off as been completely and utterly outlandish. I put it in my cupboard and put it to the back of my mind.
However later curiosity got the better of me. I had to see if it could do what it said it could. It seems cruel looking back on it but I tried it on my dog. Soon the old boy was a girl. No longer did he cock a leg up to pee. She squatted. After a few days I changed him back which caused him to go crazy. I changed him back to a she and the growling stopped. I assumed that maybe he liked being female.
It made me think. The dog enjoyed it so much. Maybe I could try being female, it was pretty easy to change back. If I didn’t like it which I was certain I would, I would change back. Nothing lost.
I clicked the button and it happened. I became a woman. Tits, curves, long hair and a vagina. A woman. With the device I also altered reality slightly. I had decided that it was best I fully live through womanhood to make it realistic. I made all my male possessions their female equivalents and I changed my identity to Katie (3rd from the left).
I pushed myself to adjust. I swore to myself I would last at least a week. It wasn’t easy. I wanted to fit in so I learnt how to walk in heels and do make up. It really requires quite intricate skills to make yourself look your best. Then there was sitting to pee which at first was purely humiliating.
It wasn’t long before I began to consider the female gender. The pluses and minuses of being a member of the other side. I loved the plush bottom of a woman that allowed comfort as well as the space between my legs which meant for the first times my legs could come together with ease. I also enjoyed breasts and the cooling sensation of a dress or skirt. Not to mention the satisfaction of looking in the mirror. I soon decided that I would stay this way for a little longer and maybe share the joy with others.
Andrew, Larry, Byron, Nate and John were all great friends of mine. I proposed to them that they join me as a woman just to try. I went through all the benefits I had discovered. It didn’t matter they stubbornly refused. I was devastated. I later decided that I may as well make them change after all I don’t need consent.
Andrew became Anna (far left), Larry became Lauren (2nd from left), Byron became Bianca (4th from left), Nate became Natalie (2nd from right) and John became Jessica (far right). They were all quite distressed. I altered reality to match their identities and give them female possessions. I also made us all live in the same house.
It was great fun. Mentoring these new women. Teaching Natalie to do make up, Jessica to sit to pee and Anna to walk in heels. It was so much fun. It wasn’t long before they embraced womanhood as much as I had. Soon, we had all agreed to stay this way forever.
I was so happy. I almost felt bad for forcing the others into this but at the end of the day I forced them to be happy. How can I feel bad about that? This is so good. We’re living the dream. Wearing skirts and having vaginas. Living the dream. What Are Friends For?

Trouble At Sea

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I knew something wasn’t right. I knew it. That freighter was obscenely suspicious yet I did nothing about it absolutely nothing. I didn’t think to move my boat well clear. It cost me.
It was carrying a feminising chemical and they released. I inhaled the toxic substance and inhaled it deeply. It changed my body from top to bottom. I was soon a petite blonde. A female.
Why didn’t I move the boat?

Bodysuit 4

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“Fuck man! That’s disgusting!” I shouted as my best friend finished all over my bodysuit’s huge jugs. It was his birthday, and I knew FemmCo. suits were practically like having real boobs (though they felt lighter, and almost like they were filled with jelly instead of real titflesh), so I bought one with one of the biggest breast settings, and let him have some fun. I didn’t think he was going to cum all over it though!
“I’m sorry! They just feel so real!” he said.
“It’s fine, just help me get the thing off,” I told him and he went around behind me to undo the zipper.
“Uh, where’s the zipper again?”
Idiot. “It’s at the top of my neck, right under the…hair…line…” my voice drifted off as I reached back and found myself unable to find the zipper. I jumped off the bed and ran to get the suit’s manual, feeling something different in my chest. The suit’s tits felt a lot heavier and firmer, almost like real tits.
I got the manual and flipped to the warnings in the back:
“DO NOT allow semen to come into contact with the suit. Doing so will cause it to bind to the wearer and become permanent.” I dropped the manual from my shaking hands. “P-permanent…” I stuttered out. I looked down at my chest. “Permanent?!”
“What, what is it?”
“Your jizz made this suit permanent! These are my fucking tits now! This whole body is mine!” And if this body is mine then-
“And YOUR CUM IS ON MY SKIN!!” I screamed at him and kicked him out of my house before walking down the hall to the shower to wash this disgusting mess off my-
Off my tits.

Working as a host

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To earn some money over the summer holidays I signed up, for an entertainer in a holiday resort. It was a good payed job, and as a host, you normally get to know some girls. What I didn’t know when I signed the contract is that they change every men and women into a perfect shaped bikini girl. I didn´t know how they did it, it was the secret of the company, but next day I woke up as a girl. Read more

Daughter/Mother

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“I can’t believe it worked!” I whispered with glee as I woke up in my mother’s room, and more importantly, in my mother’s body! I wasted no time pulling her nightie up over her large boobs. They were a bit heavier than I expected, but I loved feeling their weight pressing down on me as I laid facing the ceiling. I reached up, and took one of her tits in my hand. They were so sensitive too! I knew being pregnant and making milk changed a woman’s boobs, but I was 19! I haven’t been a baby for a long time, and I’m pretty sure her tits weren’t this sensitive when she was my age!
I didn’t wait long to investigate the other part of her body crucial in bring me into the world. I reached down her panties, and squealed as I slipped inside. Playing with my body felt good, but this felt great!
I hope Mom’s having as much fun as I am!

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