Wish Coin: Sisters

The two boys were relentless when teasing their little sister. Not suprisingly she was quite wary of them when they were around and prone to stormy outbursts. Something both David and Michael found to be absolutely hilarious.

This day she had brought home a coin she had found on a sidewalk and proudly declared that she had found a treasure. Of course the boys started to mock her instantly, making her lose her temper once again.

"I wish I had two big sisters that were nice to me instead of you two!", she shouted, and stomped angrily with her small feet.

The coin in her hand became warm for a second before her two brothers in front of her was enveloped in a bright light that forced her to look away.

"Lily. Was there something you wanted to show us?", she heard a girls voice say. She looked back at her brothers but they wasn´t there. Two older girls were standing where her brothers had been. Both of them seemed vaguely familiar. 

She opened her hand. The coin were gone from it. "I had a treasure but now its gone", she said sullenly.

The girl on the left leaned down to her. "Do you want me and Michelle to help you look for it?", Dana said with a kind smile.

She looked at them with big eyes. They were her new sisters! Instead of those stupid boys. She felt immensly pleased.

"Nah. I`m fine. I think I can find it myself"

"Alright kiddo. Just let us know if you need some help", Dana said smiling to her little sister.

To Lily this was a wish come true

 

Bodyhopper Short: Chose wisely

Being a bodyhopper allowed for a very varied and carefree life.

Want a vacation? Do like I did and bodyhop someone going to any destination that pleases you.

And always pick someone that is attractive. You would get amazed by all the perks of it.

 

Pros and cons

"For fuck sake. They are fun to play around with but they are a goddamn chore lugging around with otherwise. Practically every guy I meet stare at my boobs at least once. And don´t even get me started on the underboob sweat."

"Finally I understand why girls practically rip off their bra as soon they come home from work"

"But they feel really great though"

Hello babe

"Hello Greg", she said when he answered the call.

He smiled at his girlfriend Stacy in the videochat. God he loved how she looked. That innocent but sexy way of dressing, and her amazing body.

"Hi babe! Did that dweeb Bryan bother you again after I got rid of him? That guy is so fucking obsessed by you."

"Like you are by me?", she with an mischevious smile.

"Uh. Not like that. Not like him. I love you", emphasising on the last part of the sentence.

She giggled. "Because I know that Bryan loves me too. Like really, really much".

 Greg stared into the phone screen at his smiling girlfriend, mouth hanging ajar, surprised of how casual she was mentioning Bryan like that. Usually she hated his guts. "I...I will make that nerd sorry he ever was born", he said with an angry expression on his face, clenching his fist.
"Oh, it is too late for that", she said to him, a wide grin on her face.
He furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
Her expression changed into a more sweet and bubbly one. "Because I´m already exactly where I want to be in life" 
Greg tried really hard to understand what she meant, and she giggled seeing him struggle with it.
"Don´t you understand, silly? Just a mere hour ago I swapped bodies with your beautiful and lovely girlfriend Stacy. It´s me; Bryan!", she said and bit her lip in the most mischevious way.
"Bryan...?", Greg said in disbelief. "Babe, stop joking around like this. It´s not funny", Greg pleaded.
"It´s no joke "babe". she said the last word with poision dripping from every syllable. " Remember my parting words after you beat me up behind the building at math class? When I laid in the dirt and told you that I would take away what you love the most and make it mine. Those exact words". Her face turned into a evil grin.

Greg stared into the phone. His heart was pumping hard and yet all color had left his face. There was a dry feeling in his mouth and he had a hard time to think.

Bryan in Stacy´s body continued: "I will leave you three options. One: Treat me like your girlfriend and I will act just like her, knowing it is your favourite bully victim inside.
Two: I will dump you and mess up your reputation, informing everyone about your tiny dick and that you treated me bad. The only person to believe you will be the new Bryan.
Three: Well, let´s just say I know someone that could have a use for a new life"
The eyes of Stacy had a malevolent stare to them when looking at Greg through the screen.

Greg swallowed. He had three choices but only one of them was reasonable enough to consider.

Accept and adapt

Four months as a woman and I still learn new things about womanhood. Make up for example seems to be an endless well of knowledge to learn new things about.

Not to forget the art of clothing. Finally I at least I have some resemblence of a fashion sense. 

Having an amazing female body without knowing what to do with it is like having an muscle car without a drivers license. 

But ardous studies of female magazines, bloggers and videos on the net is paying off. I talk and dress appropriately for the body I have, and not to brag but I actually turns a couple of heads nowdays. Somehow I feel validated when that happen. That even encouraged me to start dating. With a man no less! It kinda felt most natural doing so.

So here I am prepping myself up in front of the vanity mirror, getting ready for my date with David that asked me out when I was  in the bookstore. I really hope my nervousness doesn´t shine through because I find him to be real cute.

 

 

Santa´s gift

Melvick might not be the real Santa Claus but on the other hand he is a wizard that likes to do a good deed on Christmas Day and hand out presents to families that couldn´t afford anything for their children. Apparently this made him a target for crooks that had found out that there were a guy dressed as a santa wandering around and handing out expensive gifts.

 Blake was one of those guys that had decided to pounce the santa and steal all the gifts. 

Something he tried at a lonely road in the forest. Much to his surprise the santa wasn´t afraid of his knife and instead began to chuckle with a "Ho Ho Ho". Blake found himself frozen on the spot.

"Seems like you have been a naughty boy this year, Blake", the santa said with both warmth and a razor sharp edge in his voice. "And naughty boys needs to be punished".

Blake felt his body change and reform. Within seconds he had gone from a fairly muscular young man to a curvy young woman. 

She stood there dumbfounded, unsure what to do.

"Walk with me. There is just one more house left for me to finish."

  Blake found herself unable to deny the request and followed suit.

Melvick spoke with a clear voice: "All things considered I view you as my own gift so you will live in my househould for a year. Behave and do what I tell you, and I will turn you back the next Christmas. Disbehave and your mind will be changed to a more willing and appreciative one". 

Blake shuddered. Not from the cold on her naked body, but from what the future might have in hold for her.

Medallion of Zulo: Changed plans

"Did you really have it on through the whole transformation?", Kyle said and glanced at the Medallion of Zulo hanging on Rick´s chest. With a great deal of self-control he managed not to stare on Rick´s boobs and cleavage.

"Yeah, I did", Rick said and played with her hair. "Somehow it feels more right inside Sarah´s body now".

 "I can see that. You talk and move just like her. Your intonations, mannerisms and everything in betwen just screams of her". 

"We maybe have driven this too far by transforming you into her"

Hearing this Rick began to feel uneasy. She didn´t want to turn back. Her old male friendship with Kyle had mixed with her female attraction on men. 

She didn´t think when suddenly giving Kyle a deep kiss on the mouth, acting purely on instincts.

At first Kyle struggled to get away from the kiss but Rick pressed her body tightly against his and lightly forced Kyle´s head towards her with her hand on the back on his neck. It didn´t take long until Kyle relaxed and returned the kiss with fervent passion.

It could only end one way when a man and a woman gets lost in their hormones.

The two sweaty lovers laid in a tender embrace in Kyle´s bed. They both looked into each others eyes and said almost in unison: "We must get rid of the real Sarah".

 

Transformation Gun

Martin ran for his life, away from Jeremy and his transformation gun. They were friends but Jeremy wanted to try out his new toy and Martin didn´t want to be his guinea pig.

 Several blasts had already whizzed past him.

After Jeremy got the bright idea of blasting himself with it to give himself more of a runners physique, the hunt quickly became a one-sided affair.

Martin was just about to round a corner when he felt a blast hit him in the back and its energies spreading throughout his body.

His whole body slimmed down at the same time he became shorter. Thick blonde hair cascaded past his face and he could feel how his hips and ass became considerably wider and bigger. His shapely legs became exposed when his clothes reformed into a maid´s short dress. What truly sealed the deal was when his dick was sucked in and large and full breasts appeared on his chest, giving him an amazing cleavage.

Martin could barely on his wobbly high heels barely comprehend on  what just had happened. He grabbed his chest just to convince himself that it all wasn´t just an illusion. 

At the same time Martin checked himself out Jeremy arrived.

"Whoa! You look like a total babe!"

Martin shot Jeremy an angry glare. "I didn´t ask for this, asshole"

"Come on. Where is your sense of curiosity and adventure?", Jeremy said with a smirk.

"Probably at the same place as you dignity and respect", Martin responded with a sting in his voice.

Jeremy stared at the female Martin for a couple of seconds, apparently thinking.

"Oh well", he said and shrugged his shoulders, and in the next second raise the transformation gun to give Martin another blast.

"Feeling better now....Marcy?", Jeremy said with a wide grin on his face.

"Oh, yes. I feel much better. At least I think I do", the woman responded. "Hard to believe I wanted to be a man just seconds ago"

Jeremy draped his arm around Marcy´s shoulders. "It´s strange, right? Come on. You and me are going to explore and discover that body of yours back home".

"We will? Yay!", she said with giddiness in her voice.

 

Finally

Martin bit his lip in anticipation. Their foreplay had been excellent and he was feeling a desperate longing down "there". The longing to be filled.

He had chosen his female body with outmost care and now he was reaping the rewards. 

The tip of the penis slowly parted his labia. He had waited so long for this.

Martin felt how the mans cock entered and filled him up in one great thrust.

The feeling was unmatchable. To have this female body and all the pleasures it gave. To be desired.

And to have a cock pumping in and out of your vagina, with his body slapping your shapely ass.

 

Medallion of Zulo: Concert

"So far, so good. And Marie is still sleeping", Mike thought to himself.
His older sister Marie had set him up and made his mother ground him for several weeks. Which stinked as he had planned to visit a concert with the best band, according to himself, in the world. Tickets had been bought already, with good seats. He had planned for this event for a almost a year now. And now his bitch of a sister had messed things up.
Luckily he had a way around that.
He had found an odd necklace in the park a couple of weeks ago and by mistake discovered its powers to transform a person.
Hold it against a piece of clothing and you will transform into the last person wearing that garment, hold it against two people and both will transform into each other, and the longer you hold it against someone or something you will even gain their mannerisms and tidbits of knowledge.
Mike in this case had stolen his sisters underwear and went for the full effect, he held the medallion against his bare skin for the full duration of the transformation.
In his sisters form and in her underwear he snuck into her bedroom, placed a piece of his old clothing that was bundled with the medallion on to her and saw her transform before his very eyes.
Satisified with the result of having his sister turned into himself he removed the bundle with an outmost care. Afterwards he proceeded into the walk-in closet and packed a bag of clothes that seemed appropriate.
He wanted to go for sexy but not slutty.
A bunch of tight tops, matching underwear, some leather, four pair of shoes, a pair of boots, two dresses, a make-up set, perfumes, pants and a comfy jacket. The bag was heavy but he persevered.
He left a note on the kitchen table that he had gone on a trip with his sisters girlfriends, which was a lie as his real friends was in on the plan and was waiting in the van on the street.
Mike checked himself in the mirror one last time before heading out. His lipgloss needed a touch-up but the rest looked good. Everything from the tube top to the snug jeans showed off his curves just the way he wanted. Before heading out he blew himself a kiss, he knew he looked good.
Mike and his three friends (who were thoroughly amazed) went to the concert.
But with Mike's new tastes surfacing he didn't enjoy it as much as he had thought in the first place. His taste in music was slowly replaced by her taste in men.
It wasn't hard for someone like Mike that knew everything about the band and a rocking hot body to get backstage and meet the lead singer. The seduction was easy and the attraction mutual. That night Mike learned more about the band than any other fan had done before.

Medallion of Zulo - What comes around

I had become quite skilled in using the Medallion of Zulo. I knew the limitation with twelve hour recharge, its proficency to disappear and that unworn clothes can change specific bodyparts.
With it I had become multiple persons in my vicinity as well total strangers I only had seen a fleeting moment in a clothes shop.
Most of the time I had stayed at home and doing whatever I wanted with my body. The female ones were the best, they offered more opportunities for recreation.
Males were so and so, perhaps because I'm a male myself. The one time it was interesting when I transformed into that muscular guy with a big dong. But I grew bored of that body quickly.
After trying out multiple bodies I began to settle for a couple of them, mostly girls actually. I began to visit the malls looking like someone else and buy clothes for my body. My wardrobes was overflowing with all kind of dresses, pants, shirts,skirts and whatnot by now.
I mostly kept to myself during those excursions, interacting with the clerks only when needed.
Those trips and piqued my curiosity. How would it be to truly interact with someone else?
I nurtured the idea and wondered what kind of body I should use. I couldn't use a real person so I settled with one of those I had created with the help of multiple garments and the medallion.
Next thing I had to do was to build a background for myself. It became a labour of love sculpting the life of the girl I had chosen. She was named Rhonda and had just moved into the city. She didn't know anybody yet but was in search for friends.
The day had arrived when I would reveal Rhonda to the world.
A familiar tingle spread through my body. Within thirty minutes I had become her again.
I took my time getting ready, Shower, dressing, fixing the hair, makeup and so on.
As usual I brought the medallion with me to safekeep it. I put it around my neck and taped the medallion itself to my body. It had worked like a charm.
I blew myself a kiss in the mirror when I was satisfied and headed out.
The bar I had chosen was crowded but not packed. The bartender handed me the daiquiri I had ordered and I began to sip on it and surveying the local.
It didn't take long until I had a guy chatting me up. He was handsome enough so we began talking with each other.
He asked me about who I was and what I worked with, and I told him my meticously crafted backstory, while drinking the drinks he had bought me.
His name was Frederic and lived close by. He complimented my beauty several times and that made be blush. It kinda tingled in my body when he said it.
Must have been the alcohol affecting me.
My head felt heavy and I began to slur when I talked to him.
Definately the alcohol.
I just had had the daquiri and those other two glasses of whatever it was. I hadn't take into account my smaller body when drinking.
"nmo-re acl....aclo...alcohole", I tried to tell him.
"You poor thing", Frederic said with a concerned voice. You look very ill. Let's go to my place so you can rest".
"K", I answered. My legs didn't fully obey me so he had to help out of the bar.

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"What the...?", I said and turned my head to left and right. I didn't remember this place. Where was I?
There was some girl, I think, in front of me. I rubbed my eyes to clear my vision and was in for a big suprise. I saw myself. Or the girl I posed as. NAKED!
It looked like she was still in the process transforming into her new form and was trying very hard to keep her eyes open, but to no avail.
She was sleeping within minutes.
And I was in Frederics body.
How could this have happen?
The realisation hit me like a ton of bricks.
I found a package of Rohypnol, commonly known as roofies. That sonofabitch had fucking drugged me!
He must have touched the medallion when he undressed my female body, and when the changes proceeded the drugs must have materialized in his body instead.
The more I thought about it the more sense it made, and it just made me even more angry.
So what comes around goes around. Let this fucker get a taste of his own medecine.
I worked up a boner in his body and pointed it towards Frederic's pussy.
When I pushed it in I heard him whimper. Good, he aware enough to feel something.
This would be a lesson he never would forget. I pistoned in and out of his pussy and I held my load for as long as I could until I finally spurted my semen into his pussy with several powerful jets.
I picked up my medallion and put on clothes. When I left I could see semen dribble out from his vagina.
Satisfaction. That was what I felt.
Let this piece of shit, unknown to the authorities, experience womanhood, and maybe motherhood.
This was his punishment.

Short story: Consequences

Jenny comforted her sobbing friend. She felt sorry for Benjamin for becoming stuck as a girl just because she wanted to spend time with a female friend.

The magic that transformed him was gone.

A change of air

"Smile! One more for the readers!", the photographer said and snapped a last picture. "Excellent".

The journalist next to him went through his notes, still disbelieving the whole story. "Tell me again, in short this time, what happened up there".

 The girl in the captains chair made a low sigh, still unaccustomed to the whole situation. "Alright. It was like this...."

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 "This is Captain Andrews speaking. Buckle up. It looks like we will hit some turbulence up ahead. Nothing serious but it will be a slightly bumpy ride".

Nick Andrews turned off the microphone and focused on the task at hand.

"Whoa. Pretty", his first officer said from the seat next to him. And Nick agreed. It was like flying through a palette of colors that became inceasingly more vivid for every second. Not to forgetting that the turbulence was becoming worser as well.

"What is that?", Nick heard his first officer say, snapping him out of the mezmerised state he had been in.

He barely had time to react before a giant ball of energy hit them.

"What...what happened?" Nick moved away hair that obscured his vision. He recognized where he was. He was in the passenger cabin of his own aircraft.

People all around him began to scream in their seats. It was utter chaos. At the same time he noticed that the nose of the aircraft was pitching down into a shallow dive. Someone wasn´t controlling the aircraft!

When scrambling towards the cockpit he discovered that he wasn´t himself anymore. He wasn´t even a he. But that was a problem for later on. Now he had to save the aircraft, crew and passengers.

 After furiously knocking on the door to the cockpit his old body opened up, with an bewildered look on his face. "I-I... have no idea...", he stammered.

"Get out of my way!", Nick bellowed, or at least tried to bellow with his much higher voice, and pushed his old body away.

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".....then I steered the aircraft back to safety and the rest do you know".

There was an awkward silence betwen them.

Nick thought the journalist still seemed skeptic. Bodyswaps high up in the air, who could blame him for thinking it sounded outrageous.

Outrageous or not, Nick had better things to do. They had found the luggage belonging to this girls body and he was dying to take a shower and shift into a different set of clothes.

 

Step by step

It was both horrifying, exhilirating and interesting at the same time.

Watching how the the transformation slowly progressed.

How it changed his roommate from a guy to a girl.

Hearing the pleas, screams and moans.

 Seeing how his bodymass melted away and how his shape changed. Hearing how his voice became higher. His hair longer.

 It was hard to make out any details from the shadow that moved but he could see it happening.

 Mike, his roommate, had done this willingly as a favor to him.

"You have made an excellent performance Mike", James whispered to his roommate.

Mike glared at him. "Had I known it was so fricking painful I would never have done it", he growled in a hushed voice. 

"There is no way in hell it can be that important showing your ex that you date a new girl"

"It is to me. And you owed me one".

"And you owe me two. Transformation an a date. Pass the wine, will ya?"

"Ugh. My head....", Mike groaned. "Where am I?"

"Fuck", he muttered when realizing where he was. And in what form. "Thought it was just a bad dream", he muttered.

"So you finally managed to leave the bed, eh?", James said with a cocked eyebrow.

"Girl or not, I still need to finish my report", Mike responded".

"It´s still Saturday and the potion should have worn of by tomorrow"

 

"JAAAAAMEEEEES"

"WHY THE HELL AM I STILL A WOMAN?!"

 James heard the roar from the Mike´s room. Something had apparently went very wrong.

"So this is me for the forseeable future, I guess", Mike pondered whilst taking stock of his female body. He had of course done that before but this time it felt more tangible in a way. At the moment he had no idea when he could change back, all thanks to a bad batch of potion.

As time passed on Mike began to become more comfortable in his new body, and ardently tried to find more and more information on how to live with it.

 

 And then the time came when he decided to accept it fully.

Mike had been dropping hints all day to James and finally Mike felt that the time was right.

She cooed for James to come into her bedroom. Tonight was the night she would become the woman she felt like. She would truly become Michelle.

 

Yes Boss

"Uh, hello Boss"

"Good morning Andrew", Bryan responded to his employee as he entered his office.

Bryan could feel an awkward silence from the standing Andrew when he sat down behind his desk. He looked up. "Yes?"

Andrew had a bothered look on his face. "How much longer must I wear this female bodysuit?", he said an gestured downwards.

Bryan cracked up in a wide smile. "You lost our bet and thus will have to be my eye candy secretary for a week more. You might be my best car mechanic but a bet is a bet. One must honor them you know".

Andrew looked defeated down to the floor: "Yes Boss", and continued with his secreterial duties.

 

Stepping up

"Best. Idea. Ever"

"Going from living on the streets to living life in high society as a cushy housewife is one spectacular trip on the social ladder, and all I needed was a little help from the Medallion of Zulo", Sam said with a smug satisfaction on his face.

He chuckled. "The look on the bitch Cassandra´s face when she understood that her future involved sleeping on park benches and beg for money was priceless. She deserved it". Sam´s expression shifted to become more determined. "I might live as her but I will not live like her. No more lavish trips abroad (much). No more spending money on expensive cars just because the paint bores me. No more buying jewellry just to outdo the other vain people around me.

No. I will devote more of my time to help out those on the lower brackets of life.

He leaned back into the small sofa. "But I do intend to live this one to the best of my ability", he said with a soft grin on his lips.

 

POV: Food

*sigh*

Being a woman do have its perks but having to restrict what you are eating, to keep yourself in a good shape, sucks majorly.

At least I can allow myself to gorge on fat and delicious food from time to time, instead of all those salads and chicken. Almost eating like the times when I was a guy, except for the fact that I´m looking down into my own cleavage everytime I cut my food.

Blonde beach babe bicycle body swap

"Don´t just stand there! She is running away with my body!", Owen  looked dumbstruck at the developing situation. 

A hot girl had chatted up Hank and they seemed to hit it off. Then there were this intense light betwen the both of them and they fell to the ground. The person Owen presumed was his buddy Hank woke up first, checked himself out and then began to run away with a huge grin on his face.

Just after that the girl came around, shouting a weak " Stop her", adding even more to Owens confusion. She then wobbled away to a nearby bike and began to give chase.

Owen scratched his head. "What the fuck did just happen?"

Master PC: First incursion

It was hard to believe. The Master PC software actually worked! Not that he hadn´t tried it out on other people, but this was the first time he tried it out on himself and the temptation had been to great to resist. He decided to make a visit to the fairer sex, and doing it in style. Which of course meant lingerie.

His legs felt smooth and it felt weirdly pleasing sitting on his thick ass against the chair. But the most weird but pleasing feeling was when he stroked his flat crotch. He was really lookin forward to this.

 

Going with the rythm

Jeremy was ecstatic that he had been able to find a way to go to the rock concert his mother had forbidden him to go on. Grounded even.

All he had had to do was to shot his older sister with the costume gun, put her on and sneak out. 

Jeremy was having the time of his life listening to the music and dancing to the rythms. He watched the singer moving around on stage and bit his lip after realizing something. The singer actually looked kinda cute.

 

Titties and Beer

 

 "Titties and Beer? Sounds like the place for me!", a slightly tipsy Tom thought and went inside.

Well inside the dim enviroment Tom found his way to the bar disk where the bartender greeted him to his establishment.

"Welcome! What can I get ya?", he said with a broad smile.

"Uh....", Tom surveyed the drink list. The establishments own homebrew looked good and he ordered a big pint of that.

The bartender had an amused expression when he served Tom his glass.

 

 The surprise Tom had when he began to grow boobs quickly changed into a curious fascination. The curiousity became even greater when the rest of him transformed into a woman as well.

That was the beginning of a wild night.

Remote: Vacuum

Kyle snickered for himself after using the remote to transform his friend into the hot teacher from history class, and programmed him to clean the house half-naked.

He bitched and moaned about it up until Kyle got fed up and programmed his friend to that he liked being a woman and that she enjoyed vacuuming.

After watching her flaunt her assets for a while Kyle got another idea. He turned the remote towards himself and transformed himself to a buff guy. It was time to her into another kind of blowjob.

Finding Balance

The time just after the Great Shift I was lost and had no direction. The shift into a woman was traumatic for me.

The first time I was reluctant even touching myself or acknowledging  that I had a female body. I just tried to ignore it and wait for it all to be fixed by the goverment.

Needless to say I was devastated when I was informed that there were nothing they could do to change us back.

So I kinda tilted.

I went completely the other way. My first week consisted of me in the bed with a vibrator and learning everything I could about female masturbation. When I felt that I couldn´t proceed any further on my own I began hitting the bars to bring home men.

There were no position they suggested I didn´t try. I sucked them off, got spanked, was fucked and don´t even get me started on all BDSM I was a willing participant in.

But in time I began to truly accept my situation. I was a female now and I should live like one. 

My sexual adventures was toned down quite much and I began to try Tinder and other ways of dating in an effort to find myself a partner. The months of soulless rough sex had filled me with the desire of feeling love as a woman.

And I did.

We hit it off amazingly on the first date we had and I shortly afterwards moved into his house, and now I´m pregnant with our first child!

I´ve finally found balance.

 

All ears

"Hey Greg"

"Hey buddy. How was work?"

"Exhausting..."

Greg was watching TV in the couch when his flatmate Tom came home from a long days work, and he liked to take a nap to recharge his batteries.

There were a smug smile on Greg´s lips knowing what he would find on his bedsheets.

 All he needed to do now was to wait.

At first Greg heard a muffled "What the...?",  through the closed door when Tom found the bunny ears. Then he would pick them up to throw them away but finding them mezmerising. And after that his flatmate would put them on.

Greg could hear Tom´s voice going from it´s usual baritone to soft soprano when he moaned through the changes. 

He had a grin that went from ear to ear when opening Tom´s door, he could definately hear someone moving in there.

Greg flung open the door and was rewarded with the sight of an very attractive woman dancing seductively.

"Hey there handsome", she cooed with a sensual smile.

"Hey there babe", he responded with a wry smile. "Ready for having some fun?"

 She sauntered towards him with swaying hips, and the look in her eyes said: Yes!

 

Best possible moment

He stared into the mirror, seeing a stunningly beautiful woman.

 Apparently Greg had possessed Anna at the best possible time.

 

"Why the hell not", he figured and proceeded into the shower.

He was there to explore her body in detail anyway. 

 

Greg was amazed by Anna´s body on how sensual it was. It might had been his male brain inside a very female body but it felt like every move he made sent small shivers of pleasure along his spine.

 

The possession could only be performed once every three weeks so Greg decided to send himself a bunch of pictures to keep himself occupied with until the next time.

 He had started taking pictures from practically naked to taking pictures stark naked. The next even more alluring and sexual than the previous. Greg was really getting into it.

  

 

"Oh. Hi...honey". Greg hadn´t heard when Anna´s husband first entered the house and then their bedroom.

Her husband had a look of lust on his face. 

 

 

 For a brief moment Greg wondered what he should do...

 

 ...before slumping back on to the bed with a broad smile on his face.

He was there to explore her body to the fullest. What could beat experiencing her body to the fullest than getting plowed by a hard cock?

Life in latex

"Fuckin bitch who tricked me".
Frank was trapped but furious. He thought he had been about to nail a hot babe but she trapped him inside of....something.

He felt strange. 

 The strange sensation was intensifying every minute. He felt how his body was remolded into something else.

 "What..is..this...place?!", Frank thought betwen jolts of pleasure that coarsed through his body.

 After several weeks of constant arousal Frank was beginning to give in. It was no use to fight it anymore. It was so much easier just to accecpt everything that happened to...her.








Fransesca finally had the opportunity to explore her body on her own terms.

 

 Caressing her flat groin...

...her big and juicy tits...

 

...and touching her incredible ass.

She was ready and willing to serve her new masters.

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 Fransesca quickly became known as "The Slut". Even though she had tricked her prey into the transformation bed she still gave them the fuck she had lured them with.

 And more...