Tom got home to his flat and found a girl dressed in black leather. “Who are you? where is Andrew?” Tom asked. The girl got her phone out, and pressed something. Tom froze in place. “It’s me. I am Andrew” she said, “Well, Audrey now”. She walked around Tom while explaining. “I have this new app that can change anything about anybody. Even make them do stuff, any kind of stuff” Audrey said.
Although I didn’t think so at first, this has been quite an outstanding year. It all started when my sister Emily asked my parents if she could go on a trip with her boyfriend. “No!” they said, they didn’t want Tom to take advantage of her. Emily cried and locked herself on her room. Later that night, as I went to bed I fell asleep while thinking about that.
I just got back from the Gym and I was a bit sore from lifting weights. My hippie flat mate Dwayne was lying on the coach with a bong as usual but the git never got fat. So I did bit of humble bragging “Damn your pecks can get quite saw when you bench press twice your body weight.”
Dwayne slowly sat up put his bong down, and replied: “Well you know Joe, I can ease all that tension in those muscles with a noce tantromorphic massage.”
I had no idea what kind of hippy woo “tantromorphic” meant but any kind of massage should be good so.
“Do your worst” I said.
“So this potion is going to make up bustier?” Bethany asked her friend Alison, playing with her necklace nervously.
“Yes, it should, so let’s drink up!” Alison said cheerfully as she reached for the glass. But she went for it with a bit too much enthusiasm, and poured it all over the table by accident. Their expressions quickly changed from ones of anticipation and excitement, to horror.
“What’s going to happen now? Nothing right?” Bethany shouted at her friend.
“I don’t know!” Alison said, panicked. “All I know is that if we spilled it we’d suffer dire consequences!”
“Well I definitely don’t feel any bigger,” Bethany said. “In fact, I think my bra feels a bit…roomy.” She reached up, and felt the emptiness of her bra’s cups. “Ali! My boobs are-” she stopped short as she looked up at her friend, who’s face had been contorted and was now chiseled, with a bit of stubble on its chin. She looked almost…manly.
“What’s happening to us?” Ali shouted, feeling her hips snap inwards and feeling her curves vanish.
“That potion was supposed to give us bigger tits,” Bethany said, her voice’s new depth surprising her. “But I think spilling it is giving us the opposite: men don’t have tits at all!”
Ali’s eyes widened, realizing what her friend said was true. In that same instant she felt it: something was emerging from the folds of her womanhood. Bethany felt the same sensation not long after, and they looked into each other’s eyes in horror.
With a popping feeling, they’re new manhoods settled in, and their bodies had become fully masculine. Their dresses fit awkwardly now, and they were both glad they had gone without panties that morning.
“I guess we should go find some more appropriate clothes,” Ali said, her voice shaky.
“Yeah, I think my boyfriend, well I guess he’s my ex now, has some we could borrow,” Bethany replied, sad but also sort of excited to experiment with her new form. maybe spilling the potion hadn’t been a complete loss.
Martin reveled of the blowjob the girl betwen his legs was giving him. She was a pro keeping him just beyond orgasm. He could feel tingling running up and down his loins and a pleasureable warm relaxation in his whole body.
Her innocent deer eyes made the whole situation even more erotic.
And he pondered the amount of trust that had went into to make this wonderful experience happen.
See that snowflake on my chest? well, that is the source of my powers. It is usually not visible, but whenever I use my abilities, it glows and becomes visible for a few seconds.
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.
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!
Kyle held the Gender Injector in his hand and primed it for insertion. The information to the nanobots inside had already been transferred, now he just had to lube it up before using it.
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!