The prank of all pranks. He has no idea. The more and more he drains the flavour from the lollipop the more and more his masculinity drains. He’s becoming a woman. He won’t know who he is. He’ll just be one perfectly busty cock-sucking absent minded woman. Oh look at him, or should I say her? She’s turning out so well. I almost want to have a lollipop myself.
“You’re a genie!” I shouted to the scantily-clad woman who appeared in my living room after I rubbed the table lamp as I cleaned my house. I always thought they came out of different lamps but this works too.
“Yes, but a different kind,” she said, her voice seductive. “I don’t grant wishes: instead you name a person, and I give them whatever their greatest wish is.”
A bit odd, but I had a perfect way around it: my mother really wants grandchildren, and I haven’t had a girlfriend in years, so I’ll kill two birds with one stone.
“Alright, I choose my mother,” I said confidently.
“granted,” the genie said as she snapped her fingers and disappeared. I thought my beautiful new wife would appear as instantly, but she didn’t. Maybe the magic was a bit delayed? I shrugged and went back to cleaning. As I did I started to feel really warm. it was summer though, so I didn’t think anything of it. Until I felt the swaying on my chest, that is.
“What?” I muttered, feeling the lumps beneath my shirt. “Why is my chest to flabby?” I removed my shirt to get a better look. Why does it look like I have-
“Tits?…” I whispered, poking the fleshy mounds wobbling on my chest. I fondled them for a few moments, both terrified and aroused. I was so interested in my new breasts I didn’t even notice the gurgling in my stomach, or that it was slowly ballooning outward.
I didn’t notice until it was past my heavy new assets. “Holy shit!” I shouted, moving my hands down to cradle my expanding belly. “Why am I getting so fat? I almost look like I’m pregnant!” Wait. Breasts, dainty hands, slim arms, high voice, big belly…
“I AM pregnant!” I screamed. I hadn’t outsmarted the genie after all! Instead of giving me a wife to give my mother grandchildren, I was going to have them!
I waddled up the stairs to my bathroom, my belly still growing, but much slower than it had been. I looked at myself in the mirror, and my mouth dropped. I was completely female, from head to toe, no part of my male self remaining, not even-
“My dick!” I pulled my pants down and revealed my crotch, previously hidden my my huge belly. It was gone, and in its place was a vagina. My vagina. My vagina that was going to be pushing a baby out of it way sooner than I would have liked.
But at least Mom would get her grandchildren.
Bill rushed out of the bathroom to answer the door. He had heard his phone ring earlier while he was on the shitter, and of course once he got close to finishing up somebody knocked on the door. He opened it to see a gorgeous girl in a necklace and one-piece bathing suit staring at him.
“Dude, seriously?” my best friend asked, peeking his (now her) head out of the bathroom. “Did you have to use your change-water device to change me into a woman? And a busty one too? C’mon, change me back.”
“Nah, sorry,” I told her with a shrug. “I like you like this.”
“Come on, this isn’t funny! Change me back!” she moaned.
“I told you: no,” I said. “You know I don’t have the easiest time with the ladies. Well, why waste time finding a wife, when my device could make one?”
“Ew!” she shouted, before slamming the bathroom door shut. “Why the fuck would I ever be your wife?!”
“Just wait until the mental changes sink in.”
“What? Honey, what mental changes?” she said. I smirked.
“Oh, you’ll see,” I said. “Can I come in?” Silence. Maybe she hadn’t changed completely yet.
“Sure, just let me wrap a towel on,” she said. It worked! I opened the bathroom door and looked in.
There she was, a towel wrapped around her head, her massive breasts exposed, her nipples hard in the cold air. “Well baby, are you going to just stare at them, or are we going to have some fun?”
“Hey, thanks for giving me a ride Mr.,” the busty topless woman said as she got into my car.
“Oh no problem, really,” I said, trying not to make eye-contact with her large exposed breasts, and failing.
“Don’t worry,” she said coyly as she buckled her seatbelt. “I know exactly why you picked me up, and maybe when we get to my house you’ll get a bitter look.” She winked and gave me her address and we started off.
It only took maybe fifteen minutes to get there, and when we did she unbuckled and got out, closed the door, and took a few steps away from my car.
“Oh! Right,” she said. “I promised you a closer look…” Her voice trailed off and she snapped her fingers. Instantly my mind went fuzzy, and when it cleared i was outside my car.
“Have fun with ’em!” my voice said from behind me as my car sped off. I breathed heavily as I looked down and screamed. “Tits?! I’ve got tits?!” No, not just any tits, I have HER tits! I looked to the house that was now mine and walked towards the front door, my new assets wobbling and upsetting my balance. I tried to hold them in place, but my arm brushed against my nipples, causing a feeling of pleasure I had never felt before.
“Great, so not only are they huge, they’re sensitive too,” I muttered as I opened the door and stepped inside. Now safely on my own I hefted my new breasts. They were heavy, heavier than I expected, even given their size. And they were mine now.
She wasn’t lying when she said I’d get a “closer look.”
“I need your help” my best friend told me. “Sure” I said. I knew Tom wasn’t the smartest guy in school, and he was failing math. So I assumed he wanted me to help him study. “Great” he said as he handed me some kind of drink. “No need to pay me for my services with fancy drinks, I will help you. Cheers!” I jokingly said. My vision got blurred.
I had been investigating a group of con artists for an expose. They preyed on lonely young men on the Internet, promising to get them perfect women without any pickup artist bullshit or the like. Seemed like it would be a quick assignment, pose as someone on the older end of their target who was getting real desperate, get some dirt, make an article mocking them and keep going.
Seeing Michael now I must admit he changed a lot. He is my coworker and he’s been rude to me since he found out in my files that I was at the venus clinic to turn myself into the woman I am now. He became a real pain in the ass and I didn’t have a single day at work withouth him throwing insults at me.
“OH YEA! RIGHT THERE BABY!” Jake screamed out in Katherine’s body. He was riding his friend Mike’s rock hard dick. He couldn’t believe he was doing it, but he felt amazing. They hadn’t even had time to take off his bra. Feeling the cock slide in and out of his fresh, wet pussy was a feeling he could never have comprehended as a man. It filled him perfectly. It was like an itch he never knew he needed scratched. He whipped the hair out of his face.
“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.