The jock Jerry had a secret desire to be a girl, but never told anyone, that is until one night it slipped out in a drunken conversation with his girlfriend, a cheerleader, Jenna Andrews. Jerry wanted to be a girl, but not a cheerleader, he thought that was a degrading thing for women, and he and his girlfriend had many an argument about that point. When she found however of his secret desire, she decided to intervene.
Last night I made a stupid wish on a shooting star (I know, of all things?). I just wanted to know what it was like to be in the pants of the cute girl at the bar that night. However my wish seemed to have been misinterpreted. So, of course, I invited my best friend over to see her-or I guess my, new body:
“So what’s it like having boobs?” he asked me. I knew I should have expected a response like that, but it still caught me a little off-guard.
“I don’t know, what’s it like having a dick?!” I snapped back, covering my mouth after realizing what I had said.
“That’s not fair! You used to have one you already know that!” he said, his eyes unable to move from my perky breasts.
“…No, I don’t…” I said slowly, realizing I couldn’t remember anything about having my male form. “The only thing I remember having down there is my pussy. I can remember my first…” I swallowed hard. “Period… I remember the girl I first had sex with, but I can’t remember doing anything with her. All the memories involving my former male parts are just gone.”
I sat down, and looked solemnly at him. I only remembered this form, my female form. My boobs, my vagina, my ass, my hips, my curves. I can even remember how to put on a bra, something I had never had to do before. But, wait, what am I saying? Of course I had to do it before. I’ve had to do it every day since middle school! My breasts may not be that big, but they came to me pretty early.
And speaking of the girls, my boyfriend’s eyes haven’t left them since I took my clothes off. I think maybe it’s time I let him get a closer view…
Eric and Jimmy were very good brothers. Eric was older but since the age gap between them was only one year they were very close. They shared the same hobbies and interests, the same taste and the same secret dream. They both wished to be born as girls.
One evening before christmas they decided to write a letter. Eric was 16 and Jimmy 15 so they didn’t belive in santa anymore but christmas was the time when wishes came true. Jimmy took the pen and started to write as Eric dictated.
Not too long ago I had found a really old dusty book just lying on the street. As I looked inside I realized it was more of a diary. It dated all the way back to the XVI century. “Wow, this must be worth some money” I thought. After reading a little more from it, I realized each date had a different wish, some dates even more than one wish. Funny how this notebook has passed from hand to hand, and people continued writting wishes on it. It was divided by chapters, and each chapter had a different name. I skipped to the end of the book and realized it had a bunch of empty pages. The last page to have some text on it was the beginning of chapter 34, and it had my name as a title. “That’s weird” I thought.
Henry woke up after wishing his parents never divorced, and found he was no longer a he at all! The changes that happened to keep them together made them have sex and conceive him at a slightly different time, allowing him to be female instead of male at birth! Fortunately he still had his old memories to realize the wish was granted, but at the same time, new ones were entering his mind as well.
I started to polish the dirty oil lamp I had bought from the flea market earlier today to see if I could restore it and make a buck on it. To my big suprise a mist is emitted from the lamp and from that very mist a muscular blue appear.
– Your wish is my command –
I looked at the big man standing in front of me with a gaping mouth and staring eyes.
– Three wishes will be bestowed upon you. Chose them well. You are not allowed to change your riches or use a wish against another human. Those are the rules –
The genie, it has to be a genie I thought, fell silet and unmoving after uttering those words.
“Um, hello?”
No answer.
“Helloooo?”
The genie was as stoic as before. No reaction.
Three wishes eh? And not wishing for money and I cannot make either Greg the scumbag turn into a dog or make Michelle love me. What to do instead? I do harbor a deep desire to travel the globe, maybe this was my chance?
“Yo genie! Here´s what I wish:
1: I can travel anywhere just by thinking about it.
2: Wherever I go I will be totally immersed in the local culture.
3: I will look like one of the natives.”
Harry smiled as he had never felt better in his life. He wished as he had many times to become a girl, and now it happened. He wasn’t sure how or why, and was a little shocked at first it actually happened. However, he soon realized he felt at much better now that he was what he had always wanted to be, a young lady. He didn’t know a fairy who was sympathetic about his wishes had heard him a woods by himself one day talking to himself about his wish. Now that fairy granted it, and she would never reveal herself, nor tell Harry what she did for him. Harry was now just happy, and could now be Hannah.
The office secretaries bachelorette party got out of hand, and some were now using a glory hole. Meanwhile at the bachelor party the men were having a blast but only one girl was there for them. Then Ted one of the guys said a wish.
Harry wished he could go fishin’ and the genie was perverted, so made him a chick fishin’ in her pussy! The smile on Harry’s new face seems to show he’s having just as much fun as if he had gone fishing, maybe even more!
Molly was cleaning up her son Brian’s bedroom when she heard a scream and suddenly a skimpy dressed girl entered the room.
“Mom?! What the hell happened!?” the girl screamed in panic.
“Who are you?” Molly asked, while suddenly coming to a shocking realization “No, it can’t be….”
Just seconds before, Molly was complaining about her son messiness and careless wished for a daughter. It seemed that somebody heard her and granted her wish, because suddenly Brian morphed from a tall guy to a small and curvy girl.
Molly thought that a daughter would have been less messy than her son Brian, which was not the case. Apparently her daughter Brianna was equally messy, and in addition she was a total slut, as noted by her clothing choices!