Wyatt had always thought Easter was his favorite holiday. He wasn’t a big Catholic, but the atmosphere of the holiday always put him in a good mood. Plus there were the parades. There was always one float with girls wearing “bunny ears” which he placed close attention to. His friend Sandy thought he was a pig for leering at the float and decided to give him a taste of his medicine—she was a witch and could handle stuff like that.
“Really Mary? Seriously? Don’t you think this is a bit….excessive? I mean….”
“Come on baby, haven’t you forgiven me yet?! So I lied to you about cheating on you with Belinda Biggs? YOU lied about not being a witch!” Brian whimpered as he (now SHE) braced herself against the walls near the restrooms in the mall.
“I’m only a witch when I’m pissed off… and don’t you mean ‘Belinda Big-Boobs’?” Brian’s girlfriend, Katie, teased in reply. She laughed at the newly female Brian’s enormously engorged breasts were doing a number on her balance, as well as her back. She tried to ignore the semen smeared across nearly every orifice.
“I said I’m sorry, okay? It was just one time! Look, I did what you said, okay? I used my hands, my mouth, my boobs, my ass, my… pussy… everything to make all the guys in the men’s room cum… inside me. As you can see, like you said, all the jizz went to my boobs. It was SO humiliating! Are we even now? Can you PLEASE change me back like you promised? These things are heavy!” Brian begged, nearly in tears.
“Sure, sure, you’ve had enough.” Katie answered as she smiled wickedly. She raised her hand up, preparing to snap her magical fingers. “Then again, I don’t actually do magic all that often, so I might be a little rusty.” She teased, oozing sarcasm. “Hope I get the spell right…” She said as she winked at Brian and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, Brian shook her head, shuddering as a strange feeling washed over her. The feeling off her whole life being changed.
Jack had been vacationing down at Miami Beach during spring break for the past week or so when it happened. He’d gotten drunk and made the mistake of hitting on this older girl. She wasn’t that much older—early 30s– and Jack felt like he had an reputation to uphold. However, his drunken lines weren’t very good, and the girl—who happened to be not just the barista, but also a witch—had enough. When he’d complimented her butterfly tattoo in a rather crude manner she smiled sweetly and then whispered something, watching him transform.
This story is based on a request by ivorydawn. If you have any requests feel free to post them in the comment section.
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May 4, 2015
Left alone, Charlie could do nothing more than stare at his breasts, as he couldn’t move his eyes. There was something, abnormal about them. They weren’t just flesh, or rather stone now, they looked more like a liquid that was frozen in time.
An hour passed. And another did. And another…
“I’m back!” Agatha exclaimed and quickly pointed her wand at Charlie’s forehead. “I am so sorry Charlie. I…lost focus during the enchantment. It was supposed to transform you into a woman. Clean and simple. But I lost control over it and you… began to meld. I had to do something our you’d be a pile of goo on the floor. However I’m quite sure you’re stable now.”
“You…!” Charlie shouted, while pointing a finger at her during the first moments, when he noticed something wrong. Well, multiple things wrong actually. His voice was female now, his skin turned for some reason dark and his whole body felt very jiggly. The oddest things though, were his breasts. They still weren’t entirely solid and moved like a slow-motion replay of a motion he had done a few hours ago.
“I… This shouldn’t happen. I have waited long enough.” Agatha said, apparently commenting on Charlie’s breasts.
Curious about what would happen Charlie touched his breasts with his hand. A soft feeling. Then he went full into the semi-fluid mass that were his breasts and went down to his knees, moaning. His hands in his breast-form triggered his most intense orgasm yet.
“Charlie! Concentrate!” Agatha shouted at her brother. “First, I have some clothes for you. Second, apparently you’ll have to wear that bra until your breasts are finished. That shouldn’t be a problem for long though, as we want to exchange your body with that of Georgia anyway.”
“Wait, what was this all for, then?”
“Well, you need some things from Georgia. I just transmuted your form into that of a random girl, but if you want to copy an existing person you need more specific items. Like hair. You just need this form to get into the girls looker room and steal some stuff from her.”
“What? I can’t just steal from someone.”
“You are trying to steal their body!”
“Fair enough. I’ll do it.”
“Okay, I’ll give you a list of items.”
Charlie nods and Agatha leaves his room.
“Err, Agatha, one thing, how do we avoid Mum and Dad learning about this?”
“I cloaked this room. They won’t be able to enter it and no sound can leave it.”
Anthony and Kareem didn’t let anything stop them from making cash. A cat will always land on it’s feet, went the old urban legend, and they were proof enough of that, though they weren’t “cats.” At least, not anymore. That witch had made sure of that. They were more like kitties now.
Wow Linda, he’s bigger than you were. It’s almost a shame to transform him into a woman.
So i was tell my Girlfriend how i wish i would understand her better to give her what she wants. So she said she was happy to hear my concern and offer to help me out. Next thing i knew I looked like this. I was surprised and now found out she was a witch. she told me i’ll be like this for the weekend and it will be fun. I figured why not, but i did tell her i wish I was more comforable in this body. So she fixed that as well. Now all I can think about is doing my nails. fixing my makeup and hopeing to get laid by that cute guy down the hall. Hope she doesn’t mine that……
(Part 12, #Olivia)
Reynold loved the feeling of his breasts heaving in his bra and the twat within his panties. He was so lucky that his sister was a witch. He turned his head to look at his sister Melinda and felt the raven locks swish about his neck.