Neck zipper

"How freaking cool is this!", James exclaimed with his now high and feminine voice.

"I totally look like Cassie in her bodysuit!"

 His good mood dampened a fair bit when he looked at his neck.

"Beside that damned zipper that is totally visible..."

A magic rapier that had found its way into James hands opened up new possibilites for him. Slash of a bodypart and he could put it on himself. Slash the neck and the person would become a wearable bodysuit. It wasn´t a perfect bodysuit though because the a zipper would be visible afterwards.

"Hmm. It kinda looks like a necklace though", James thought.

"Maybe I can hide it with a scarf or something".

In the end he wouldn´t care anyway. People would be more interested in the rest of his female body.

 

Eye for an eye

"Wakey wakey. Rise and shine". Thomas heard a voice say that he recognized.
"Excellent. I can see that you are conscious now". It was Henry, a former competitor of his. A competitor he had crushed.
"You probably are wondering what is happening, not being able to move and talk. Just sit. Good thing that armchair is comfortable, hm?", Henry said with a leer.
 It was true. Thomas couldn´t move a muscle.
"You may talk".
His previous inability to form words vanished and Thomas could move his mouth again. "What are you doing fuckface? You want me to ruin your life even more? I swear to God that when this drug stops working I will pummel your ugly face to the ground", he raved.

Henry pushed up his glasses a further up his nose and had an aura of superiority around him. The smile on his lips wasn´t kind.
"Drugs? No no. Nothing like that. Not at all. Magic on the other hand. Much more refined. Didn´t believe it at first but here we are. Me, my spellbook and you". The last word dripped with venom.
"You destroyed my career, my life and foremost; you destroyed my fiancé. You wrecked her. And you made me lose her. And for that you will pay". The words were spoken behind gritted teeth.

Thomas couldn´t believe what he just had heard. He didn´t care about Henry and his miserable life, but to claim he wielded magic; it was too good! 
It began as a giggle until he couldn´t contain it any more and bursted out in a loud laugh.
This of course made Henry furious.

"SILENCE!"
The laugh stopped immediately. Thomas shot Henry a defiant glare.
"You will believe soon. For a while". The coldness in Henry´s voice was palpable.
He brought up the book and flipped through the pages. "You will see", he muttered under his breath.

He looked up from the book with a vicious smile on his lips. He pointed his fingers at Thomas and whispered a couple of syllables under his breath.
"Diminish"
Thomas felt his body contract and shrink. He was becoming smaller. His muscle mass disappeared and he was definately not as tall as he had been just ten seconds ago.
Henry stroke his chin. "Nice. Very nice. It´s a good start"
"Let´s start with the face and go from there."
Thomas felt fear in his whole body but was unable to act on it. All of his insticts screamed for him to run but he couldn´t. Panic welled up inside of him due to his helplessness.

The syllables was heard again.
"Rounder face"
"Bigger eyes"
"Smaller nose"
"Puffy lips"
"Thick mane of hair"
"Fuller and longer eyelashes"
"Perfect teeth"
"Dulcet voice"

Henry became quiet. He held up a mirror in front of Thomas.
"You may speak"
The terror inside had made Thomas unable to find any words. He just screamed a womans high pitched scream".
"Silence!"
And the screams was abruptly cut.

"I decided that instead to make you into the twin of my beloved Sandra I would instead make you into your own female counterpart. I wanted to forever be able to remember that I took the life and future of the man that destroyed my life". A desperate longing colored his words.

"I´ve always considered that a womans face told a lot about her body, and in your case you have a lot to tell", Henry said with a grin.
He looked down into the book again and breathed another set of syllables.
"Large orbs of flesh"
"Wide behind and hips"
"Thin waist"
"Taut stomach"
"Dainty arms and hands"
"Deep vagina"
"Feminine"
"Soft"

Changes wracked Thomas body. It twisted. It turned. Parts moved around inside of him. Others disappeared where others formed.
The pain was excruciating when his penis crawled up inside of him and a hole formed in its stead. Bones cracked and became smaller, except of the hip bone that became wider. Much wider.
Due to Henrys command he had to endure all of this in complete silence.
Fat formed on his chest and pushed out into a sizeable pair of breasts. His thighs became thicker. His whole body became hairless from the neck and down.
His fingers elongated slightly and became thinner. His nails grew to twice the length than before.

The changes subsided.
Henry nodded and looked pleased. However, there were a need for clothes.
Thomas felt how the panties hugged his flat crotch and went up betwen his big buttcheeks. The bra lifted up his breasts to a even more prominent position. The feeling of being a woman was hard to deny with them on.
Henry whispered under his breath again. "Calm"
"You may speak".

Thomas thoughts was in disarray but he did not feel the terror from before, but all the could say was: "Why?"
Henrys body tensed up. He was quiet for a couple of seconds before speaking up.
"I told you. I lost Sandra and you had to pay for it with your life. But not with death. Rather with life anew. You will become my new companion in life"
"What? No? No no no no..."
"Silence!"
And the womans voice was quite once more.

Henry sat down before her and studied her. He could see traces of Thomas everywhere. She was the sister he never had.
A very beautiful sister.
"Goodbye Thomas", Henry said and began with the last part of his revenge; sculpting the mind of his lover.

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"Wake up darling", a tender voice whispered in her ear.

Serena heard the voice of the man she loved above all.

She opened her eyes and saw him. "Henry!", she exclaimed happily.

 She bolted up from the armchair and into his arms, embracing and being embraced in a hug.

"I love you", she purred and pressed her head against his chest.

Henry smiled. "I know".

 

Beer curse

Ever heard of Ranma ½?
Me neither if you had asked me a couple of months ago. Ranma½ is an anime that revolves around a guy that turns into a girl if he get cold water on him. My situation is roughly the same but with beer instead. Warm or cold, beer transforms me into a chick.
It started with a drunk me hitting on a girl at the bar, and she didn't like the drunk me at all. One thing led to another, I called her frigid and hating men and she said that I had no respect towards women when drunk and that she would fix that.
That's at least what my friends say, I don't remember anything of it. I was too hammered.
So a week later, it was Friday evening again, and it was time to spoil myself with a cold one. The same moment the first drops of the golden liquid went down my throat my body turned itself inside out for a second and suddenly I was a girl.
I panicked a lot that evening.

I still love drinking beer but I can never do it at the bars anymore, my friends and other people around me would freak out, so I keep it a secret. I only drink hard liqour when going out nowdays. What I do instead when I want a beer is to make into a happening.
I buy a couple of different brands, start up my gaming console, grab the control and throw up my legs up on the table.
Then I take a first sip of my first beer.
The changes happen instantly and instead of me sitting in the sofa, there's a cute girl.
I take my time and enjoy my beers to the fullest.
Being in a smaller body I can't really tolerate as much alcohol anymore as before so I get kinda tipsy at the end. I can say that more than once I've been relaxed enough to explore my girl body a little bit more. Felt nice.

What changes me back then? Took me a while to figure it out, but a glass of warm milk.

The Quin Gun - Bicycle Girl

 I hereby introduce a new universe - The Quin Gun!

In short persons hit by the Quin Gun freeze up and becomes immobile, like a mannequin. If someone touch a person that his mannequined they will be sucked inside that persons body and take control.

So it´s like a mix of The Costume Gun and Bodyhoppers trope.

I have several ideas on how it can be used. Stay tuned!

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 "Check this out bro".

Larry gave the item Scott was holding a quick glance. It looked like a toy gun, but with a much higher quality."What is it?"

 "This thing will make our lives so much more awesome. It will shoot a ray and then..."
Scott stopped mid-sentence and got a mischevious look on his face.
"You know bro, it´s better if I just show you. Put on your jacket, we are going outside"

The pair went to a nearby road and hid behind foliage in wait for a suitable candidate.
"There!", Scott exclaimed and pointed at a female cyclist that was heading towards them. "She will be perfect!"

 

 He took a careful aim and pressed the trigger.

An invisible ray left the gun and hit the female cyclist.

Her body immediately stiffened up and stopped pedaling, frozen in her position.

The bike continued forward a little bit before swerving and crashing into the tall grass next to the road.  

Further back the road another cyclist, named Martin. had seen her crash and rushed to her to check if she was ok.

He saw her in the grass, still on her bicycle as if she still was racing down the street. "Fuck. She must have a cramp or seizure or something". She was totally unresponsive when he called out to her.

"First thing first; I must make sure she breathes".

He bent down to her and touched her shoulder, or should have if his arm hadn´t disappeared into her body. Martin lost his balance and he was pulled into her.

*GASP*

Martin opened his eyes again. What the fuck did just happen?

And why do he feel so strange?

It didn´t take long for him to realize that he was in the body of the young woman on a bicycle he had seen crash earlier on.

"What the hell is going on?", he said with soft voice.

  

 Not far from `her´, there were two boys hiding in a foliage that had seen everything and was trying desperately to stiffling their laughs.

Your Choice: Chosing your potion

I pondered my options when looking at the vials of potions in front of me. Regardless which one I chose my life would never be the same again.

My girlfriend Nathalie was looking at me with an expectant look, like she already had figured out which one I had chosen.

"Do you want me to explain what they do to you again?"

I knew full well what they did but I felt I wanted the distraction of her talking. I nodded a yes.

"This is the potion that will lock you into your current form", she stated matter of factly and pointed at a vial which contents looked like water.

"The blue one will restore you to being a guy. Keep in mind that the next transformation potion you drink will be the final one. If you ever drink one more you will probably die, or worse.

I brushed away the hair that had fell in my face when I nodded. The last part ,"or worse", was chaos magic that could change you into any form imaginable if you had too much magic inside of you. There were cases of people living in constant torment because of their everchanging distorted appearance. It could also happen if I didn't drink the final potion within the next 24 hours.

"This green one will affect your mind and body, to a varying degree. I can't exactly say what will happen, magic can be unpredictable. But you will become more female in mind and skills, plus your body will become more endowed", she winked.
It was an interesting prospect. I had talked to Nathalie about how hard it was to act female and now she offered me this. But did if I stayed a woman, did I want to take a shortcut to full womanhood and not experiencing the whole journey on my own?

"The red one will change your race. As I said, magic can be unpredictable. You can change into any race that isn't your current caucasian one. There will be a minor mind alteration here as well when it comes to speech and mannerisms".
I admit it. I was curious of how people of another color experienced life. However I was torn what I would do if I didn't like the life of another race.

"The violet one will turn you into a clone of me". Nathalie grinned. "We would become twin sisters!"
I had always loved Nathalie for her beautiful looks. Even if I was an 9 in my current female body and she an 8, I couldn't  take my eyes off her body and alluring curves.

"Yellow will make you younger. Practically my kid sister"
Getting another ten years to live? That did sound desireable.

"Brown will make you older. Like aunt old".
Nice of her making it for me, but I wondered if sacrificing ten years would be worth it. Would have been interesting being my moms younger sister though.

"The black one is a potent one. Everyone, including yourself, will think you have always been a girl. Your old self will stop to exist. You might remember your old life with deja´vu moments though. And your new life might contain life choices you would´nt had made otherwise".
Tricky. I practically killed myself but I would still live on.

Nathalie exhaled. "Phew! That's about it".
She leaned forward and met my eyes. "Sooo, which one will you chose?" she asked with a smile on her pretty face.

Her rundown of what each potion did had actually helped me remove all my doubts of which one to chose.
I straigthened my back, our gaze still fixed on each other. With one swift motion I grabbed one of the vials and drank it.

Nathalie looked at me with big eyes. "Never thought you would chose that one!"

Which one do you chose?

Clear Potion - Stay in your current form

Blue Potion - Turn Back

Green Potion - Something unexpected

Red Potion - Race

Violet Potion - Clone of Nathalie 

Yellow Potion - Become younger 

Brown Potion - Become older 

Black Potion - Reality Change

Narrow-minded wishes

I can't believe I'm doing this. 
Oh, right. I'm compelled to...
Stupid wishing coin.
Of course my roommate had to grab it from me and make a thoughtless wish of having a babe in her underwear in the room that would do everything he told her. Apparently the laws of preservation applied to magic as well and not just to physics, and with only me in the room with him the magic made me the target of his wish.
Poof! One second I'm an athletic frat guy and the next I'm a scantily clad wet dream come true. You can't imagine the disorientation when both your perspective and center of gravity changes at the same time. Not to mention the alien feelings from all over your body...
He had looked so smug when he saw me standing there in the middle of the room, wobbling on my high heels.

I had a hope to be turned back when he asked me if I was still me. I told him yes of course, it was only my appearance that had changed.
That hope was smashed to bits when he decided to test out the rest of the wish and ordered me to make him an egg & bacon sandwich.
That asshole even laughed when I walked into the kitchen, giving me a slap on the butt when I passed him, telling me how much fun we two would have from now on.

MAU: Trying new things

It was pure luck that me and my wife found the metallic suitcase that turned out to be a transformation chamber. The interrface was dead easy, just press the panel and think on what to look like next.
So far we had tried it out and improved our bodies in all kinds of ways like giving my wife bigger boobs and myself a bigger dick.
With time we finetuned our bodies to the point of perfection and we fucked like possessed.
But where to take it from here, I wondered.
So I hatched a plan.

"Marissa! I want to make another change to you!", I told my wife.
"Oh? How exciting!", she giggled. "What will you change this time?"
"It's a secret", I told her an winked.
"I love mysterious men", she said to me and went into the transformation chamber. When she was inside I touched the panel and imagined the new form she soon would have.

The door closed and I knew Marissa would touch the purple crystal inside right away.
Sound and light emanated from the chamber and soon the door opened up again.
A disoriented muscular man stood in the opening. "Wha-?". I didn't let Marissa end the sentence as I grabbed her, or rather his arm and pulled him out from the chamber.

Quickly I touched the panel and conjured the body I wanted for myself.
The door closed and I touched the crystal as soon I could.
I was bathed in light and the changes washed over me.
When the door opened again an angry Marissa was standing there with his arms crossed; "What do you think you are doing?", he said.
Instead of responding I savoured the sensations my girly body gave me. Soft skin and ample curves. My hands traced the outline of my body which I had designed to be perfect in every way.
"Well?", Marissa yelled and stomped with his feet on the ground. Time to see if all alterations to my body worked. I began to saunter towards him with my wide swaying hips.

"Calm down Marissa. It doesn't suit a muscular stud like you to act like an angry woman".
The man immediately calmed down and looked more sheepish than anything.
"By the way, you need a more manly name with that body. I'll call you Mark instead".
His facial expresson signalled suprise. It seemed like my special designed control pheromones did the trick.
"I want you to treat me like a full fledged woman and I want you to act like a confident alpha male. I want you to dominate me, your woman named Lana, and treat her like the submissive bitch she really is".
My body felt all giddy with expectation.
"And I want you to do it now!"

I barely had time to react when the muscular male grabbed me and forced a kiss on me. His hands roamed my ass and grabbed my butt repeatedly. I became so turned on by this and kissed him back with fervour.
He turned me around so my back was against his chest and stomach. His strong hands groped my breasts as he kissed my neck over and over again, with me moaning in desire and coming into heat.
My pussy was getting wet and when he inserted two of his fingers in me I got weak in my knees from the sudden pleasure. Mark played around with his fingers inside of me, and made me even more wet and bothered than before.
His rigid cock was pressed against my buttcheeks. The yearning to have it inside of me grew more powerful the longer he fingered my pussy, so I began to grind myself against him.
 It was getting hard to stand up now.

Mark noticed this and turned me around once again and lifted me up. My legs rested on his forearms and my pussy was perfectly placed above his dick.
My body trembled. I wanted this so much.
"Beg for it bitch", he growled.
"P-please. I want it"
"Tell me what you want", he ordered
"Your cock. To fuck me", I responded timidly.

Without a warning he lowered my body down on to his cock and impaled me with its full length. A chill of pleasure travelled upwards my spine and downwards out to my thighs from the point of impact.
He manhandled me up and down his meat rocket and controlled every pleasureable sensation I felt. I loved being taken like a dirty slut.
Mark increased his pace and pistoned in and out of me faster than I could fathom. My pussy on the other hand was feeling the effects of it and I felt a pressure building up deep inside of me.

After a series of powerful thrusts into my aching pussy Mark finally released his load inside of me, spurting a big load of seed inside my womb.
My own orgasm exploded as soon as the jets of semen filled me.

Both of us laid spent on the floor, exhausted and emptied.
In the periphery I saw the transformation chamber fold down and become a suitcase again, but I didn't worry. It had grown into a thing the size of a telpehone booth once. I was sure I just had to open it up again before changing back.

Fant-ass-tic Swap Class

"Score!", Michael cheered when he was finally alone so he could inspect Heathers body more thorougly. 
He had felt it the whole day. The tantalizing squishiness of his ass. The jiggling of his breasts. The flatness of his crotch.
 He had to keep his fingers in check during the time they were monitored in school, if not he would have been swapped back to his original body.

Savouring the moment he slowly removed the tight pants with great care, taking in all of the sights and feelings with great satisfaction. This ass felt so much bigger than his male one, with curves that drove boys wild. And now it was his.

He had a week until swapping back and he had planned meticulously to do the most of it.
First thing on his list was to admire his female body in all of its naked glory.

Willing Women

"See? She is willing and all ready for ya", Danielle told you, whilst parting Lana's buttcheecks, as you licked your lips in anticipation.

"Yeah. I'm ready! Take me! Fill me up!", Lana urged you. "Do it like you usually do".

Your focus is entirely concentrated on Lana's ass and pussy. Your body dissolves into a puddle Jell-O-like substance that slowly slithers up on Lana's thigh. You can feel how her heart beats faster and that her hormonal level is peaking. She wants this so very bad.
Your body divides into two parts where one part enter her anal opening and the other flows through her pussy into her.
Lana's body is trembling from being filled up and more just kept coming.
Millions of nerve receptors was being touched at the same time and the pleasure gained from it could not be replicated by any other being. Anyone that had been entered like this yearned for it to happen again, just so they could experience the moments of carnal bliss once more.
"YES! YES! YES!", Lana yelled out.
Danielle watched as her friend was taken over by another being with lust. She loved watching this, it made her engine rev.
Tendrils moved along familiar pathways and connected to muscles, synapses and nerve centers, enabling total control of Lana's body.
A wave swept through her body and you were in command.
Her hormones was still peaking, which made you even more hornier when added to the fact that you just had possessed a willing womans body.
You turned around and came face to face with Danielle and the expectant expression on her face. "Can she see and feel everything?", Danielle asked, wondering if Lanas mind still was concious inside of me.
"She can see all and feel all", I assured her.
"Good", Danielle said. She put her hand at the back of my head and pushed me forward into a wet kiss with her big lips.
"Come on!", she had grabbed your arm and pulled you with her, "I'm so fucking horny right now", she whispered with a sly smile.
You ran after her as she was heading to the room, and you wondered if you should try something different today, like sending out part of your body into Danielles pussy and connect the two bodies. That would be so much fun!

Two spells later

"Don't look so suprised. You should have figured it out yourself what would happen when I asked for your permission to improve you", Steve grinned from ear to ear after having transformed James into a hot babe.

"But...but...but...", James stammered.

"But you thought you would stay male? Nah, the spell will do exactly as the caster wants it to do, unless the recipient states otherwise. So in this case you should have said something along the line of: "I want you to improve my male physique", instead of just saying yes to my question and giving me full control of the spell.

James gave Steve a panicked look and began hyperventilating.

"Whoa there dude! I don´t want you to freak out like that. Listen, I'm sorry. I can fix this. Do you want me to make you feel normal again?"

Betwen his frantic inahales and exhales James nodded vigorously.

"Excellent", Steve mused with a smug expression on his face.

He recited the spell and let it loose on James.
Immediately his breathing became much calmer and his posture more relaxed.

"Thanks Steve, I feel much better already", she purred.

Magic Remote: Boyfriend Girlfriend

My girlfriend and I have a healthy relationship. We argue from time to time, the emotions can surge but we always come to terms with eachother and sort things out. But those days are thankfully rare, we come along very well the rest of the time. We go for walks, play games, make dinner together and we can have interesting conversations with each other.
Amanda, my girlfriend, is a curious type.

"Rick"
I became all ears. She had this tone in her voice that demanded my attention. I put down my book and gave her my full attention.
"I don't know how to say this...", she began, visibly distressed.
Thousands of thoughts went through my mind. Was she breaking up with me?
I gave her an look of sorrow. "Just say it", preparing for the worst.
"Alright. Here it comes", she took a deep breath. "I want to try being a guy".
The tension I just had disappeared and was first replaced with relief, then by the ludicrous thought of Amanda becoming a guy.
"You don't know much you scared me there", I told her.
"I did?", she was obliviously said. "But then it is ok for me to become a guy? And you can take me to different places so we can hang out guy style?"
I decided to humor her and said yes to her proposal. "But you will have a hard time pulling it off looking like a guy, being so short and, dare I say it, stacked", and gave her bosom an meaningful look.

"That won't be a problem!", she said and showed me an remote.
I was puzzled.
" A remote?", I said mockingly, not really understanding what she meant.
"It's an magic remote", her eyes gleamed when saying this. "It can change me to a guy. Look!"
She pressed a couple of buttons on the tiny touchscreen and pointed the remote at herself.
Suddenly she was encompassed in a bright light that hurt my eyes and made me turn away from it.
"So, what do you think?", I heard a male voice from behind me.
A guy, roughly the same length and build like me, fark hair and an looking fairly attractive was standing where Amanda had been.
I dropped my jaw and was totally speechless.
"This is so cool!", the guy said exhilirated. It felt kinda awkward when he began to look down into his groin.
I tried to snap out of it. "Amanda, is that you?"
He plopped down beside me in the sofa. "Of course it it honey, But I look like a guy now so call me Adam".

Having a guy call me "honey" felt strange to say the least, even though he was my girlfriend.

"Adam" made sure I stood by my promise to pal around like guys. So we went to a football game, afterwards we even played football just to get to know how it felt being a guy in an physical sport. We drank beer and watched women (I had "Adam" promise me that there were no repercussions from this later on), we went to see a splatter movie and a couple of times we went to the bars.
When at the bars "Adam" managed to chat up several girls and have a dance with them. He had the loooks for it and knew intimately what girls liked. I even saw him make out a couple of times before I had to step in, reminding "him" that "he" still had a "girlfriend".
To his credit he actually broke of the kissing.

01.00 AM and we were finally home.
We decided to go to bed but I forced "Adam" to sleep on the couch, part me being annoyed of him kissing someone else, part me not wanting to sleep with a guy in the same bed.
Good night.

10.00 AM
After a good nights sleep I felt refreshed. I left the bed and headed for the living room to see how "Adam" was doing.
He seemed to be lost in thoughts, sitting in the couch with his legs astride, leaning forward, when I entered. "Good morning. Slept well?", I asked.
"Yeah, kinda. Woke up early and couldn't get back to sleep"
I noticed that he held the remote in his hand.
"Time to turn back?", I hoped this experiment would be over soon. Amanda should have sated her curiosity about guys by now.
"Adam" weighed the remote in his hands, coming to terms with his final decision. "Not really. I haven't experienced everything as a guy yet. I kinda realized that yesterday at the club when you interrupted me".
He pointed the remote at me and pressed the button in one swift motion.
I was enveloped in a bright light that left my vision blinded for a short while.
When I came about and I could see again I saw that "Adam" had changed me into a girl!
I rushed over to the full-length mirror to confirm it. In the reflecting surface I saw her, a petite young woman with dark long hair and red sultry lips. My face was stunningly beautiful with its pert nose and big blue eyes.
There were no exaggarations of my body anywhere, the breasts were moderately sized, perfect for my small fram, and my behind did have the proper size to make it attractive. The remote had taken care of the clothing as well and had dressed me in a skirt, stockings and a sweater. Underneath I felt how the bra encompassed my breasts, keeping them in place, and the how the bra straps tugged on my shoulders.

When the first shock subsided I felt my anger to rise. I turned around and shouted at "Adam" that he can't do things like this without my explicit permission. I was furious and began to storm out of the room.
"I'm sorry but I need to know", I heard from behind me.

I was hit yet again by the blinding light but this time my form stayed the same. The changes was aimed for my mind.
My head pounded in pain when a tidal wave of new information rushed into my brain. I felt how my old sense of me was being pushed away. New preferences and new knowledge began to replace old ones. I was still me but with a different set of values.

I gave Adam a look and it all made sense. I felt butterfly's in my stomach flutter around when I saw him and his smile made me weak in my knee's. I loved him with my whole heart and I knew he loved me. He was so kind and tender with me, he knew exactly what a girl like me wanted.
I felt so lucky having a boyfriend like him in my life.
And it felt so right when I walked over to him and we gave each other a deep passionate kiss.

Afterwards he whispered something in my ears that made my toes curl; "I love you Rebecka".

If you were a girl

I was sitting in the couch. minding my own business, when out of the blue my roomate asked me a strange question. he was kinda strange to start with so I let it slide.
"If you were a girl, what sex position would you want to try out the most?"
"Uhm, what?"
"Humor me", he urged.
"Eh, alright. It's hard to explain. I've seen it on pornhub a couple of times".
"Go on", he seemed genuinely interested.
"It's like doing a cowgirl. But not sitting all the way down. You understand?"
"Tell you what; It's better if you show me".

"Huh? That's gay....."
I didn't have the time to end the sentence with the word "talk" before the beam from his magic remote hit me.

My body reshaped itself to the precise image of my roomates dream girl. Blonde, big tits, huge ass, thin waist and very slutty.
He looked at my female flesh and I saw the hunger and lust  burning in his eyes.
After having lustfully inspected me, he grabbed me from behind and started rubbing my breasts, holding me tight. He must have known because my knee's got all weak, I could barely stand up, and I felt how pleasure radiated outwards from my boobs.
His other hand began massaging my juicy ass. Seemingly feeling content with the size and shape of it his hand traveled around my hips and arrived at my female sex. His fingers found their way betwen my soft skin and my skimpy panties, nestling their way into my aching pussy. I came nearly there and then.

With my boyfriend lying down in the sofa I lowered down myself on his cock and began to ride him like a wanton wench. I love how his cock fill me up. He always manage to bring me to the most fantastic orgasms

Master PC - Flexible

Who could have known that something as powerful as the Master PC program on an ancient discette that I found at an garage sale. I even had to buy an external reader just so I could open it up.
But you can bet your ass on that I wasn't disappointed.

The interface was crude and really had that 90's feel to it. But you got used to it.
Now it is dead easy to navigate the menus after I got the hang of it.

With it I can change literally anything about a person. What they look like, how they behave, how they think. More or less I could redesign a person completely after my own whim.
A bunch of jocks in school already had tasted my wrath after years of torment. They are not so tough now anymore after I changed them into the people the used to torment, plus a little extra. Now they are they the most passionate bunch of geeks out there, capable of quoting almost any film from popular culture. And that's just the beginning.
The more regular geeks out there can finally breathe out and in the events they need an expert opinion on a comic book or a board game they always have someone to ask. Win-Win!

But myself then, what have I done for myself.
Well, this is kinda embarrassing. I wanted to have a girls body.
Not just any girl. My dream girl.
I spent weeks designing the body, finetuning it bit by bit every day until I was satisfied.
When I finally pressed the Execute-button the changse happened immedately and I found myself in the body of my dreams.
I was thing and light. I wanted to be small. But my proportions would still need to be perfect. Not too big, not too small.
To make things easier for me I even added in a couple of mental alterations that fit well with my body like behaving like a girl and giving myself a sweet personality that everyone would come to like immediately when they met me.
It worked out better than expected, I've already been asked out on a date twice this week as Emma, in comparison being asked out none as Albert.

I stretched out my lithe legs and enjoyed the freedom of movement I had in my slender body, and loved the flat groin I now had that made it possible for me to stay in this positions indefinately without any inconveniance.
I wiggled my toes and enjoyed the feeling of being a young woman.

Truly a MILF

"Hello Greg! Hello Kyle's mom", Steve said to his roommate and his second roommates mom.

"Oh, hi Steve. We might have a problem here", Greg said and looked gloom. He nodded towards Kyle's mom.

"Anything wrong, Mrs Richards?", he asked her. No response and she sat absolutely still except for the faint sign of her chest heaving when breathing and the movement of her eyelids.
"Mrs Richards?", Steve inquired worredly.

"That's not Kyle's mom. That's Kyle", Greg blurted out.
"He came out of his room and seemed excited. He told me: "Watch this" and began chanting a bunch of latin phrases. When he was done it felt the air was sucked out of the room and I saw him transform in front of my very eyes dude. I've been watching him for over an hour but he just sits there.
And I was thinking, you had taken latin classes. Maybe you can do something?"

Steve scratched his chin. This was definately weird.
"Alright. Let's go to his room and see what we find".

Kyle's desk was a mess of papers and latin translation books. But in the middle of all of it was a leatherbound tome that practically screamed that it didn't belong in there.
Steve picked it up and began dechiffering a couple of pages.
"It's latin, but very archaic. From what I gather from it it is supposed to be a spell book"

"No way!", Greg exclaimed in disbelief.

"Yes, way", Steve calmy answered. "Kyle have marked a couple of pages with post-its. Lemme see what they read"
Steve spent fifteen minutes to read and fully understand what was on those pages. He let out an "Aha, thats" when he found something and then he got angry when realising that their friend and roommate was a douche.

"That asshole!", Steve said. "You know what he was about to do?"
"No?"
"He was about to transform you into your mother".
"What?!"
"Yeah. And then he would command you to obey him".
"That asshole!"
"Already said that. However, he messed up in the translation and directed the spell against himself instead of you, which made him look exactly like his own mother"
"Hold on, you said that he would transform me into mom and then make me obey him, and it backfired. Does this mean that WE can command him to do whatever we want?", Greg said with and evil glint in his eyes.
Steve cracked up a wide smile. "Exactly"

"So how do we do this?"
"Just say "Parere" first and then the command"
"Like this?" Greg turned to the female Kyle and said: "Parere make me a cheese and ham sandwich"
Immediately Kyle got up from the bar stool and headed towards the kitchen. They could see Kyle's moms body move very womanlike with her hips swaying from side to side when walking in those high heels.
After a minutes rustle in the kitchen Kyle came back with a sandwich on a plate.
"Wow", Greg whistled.
He took a bite of the sandwich and found it delicious. "Great stuff", he said with his mouth full of food. "But it pisses me off that we can't punish Kyle with him knowing it".
"I have an idea", Steve grinned.

"Parere. Kyle you are free to control your body again but without the knowledge to recite spells"

Kyle looked he had gotten an electric shock before waking up. He saw his both roommates in front of him and smiled sheepishly and shrugged with his shoulders. "Um, thanks?"
"Hi Kyle, you look good as an woman. Parere. You will act and behave like a mature woman. Your name will be Nina instead of Kyle"

"Why? That seems inappropriate. I just have the looks of my mother, no need to force me to act like a woman as well". Nina stopped talking when she realised that she had used a completely different choice of words instead of: "Fuck that. I don't want to act like a girl"

Both Steve and Greg snickered.

"Parere. You find us both immensly attractive".

Nina's mouth went from a frown into a seductive smile. She eyed them up and down and purred: "My what handsome you two boys look all of sudden".
"But please stop altering my mind", Nina said an raised an eyebrow.

Steve smiled serenly. "Speaking of "please". Parere. Your highest wish is to please and take care of us".

Nina set her sights on Greg, he was the one that eyed her the most, moving up close to him, barely having her skin touch his, her hand resting on his chest, the other placed on his neck. She pushed his head forward so their lips met in a passionate kiss.

Steve was flabbergasted. He didn't intend for her to make become physical with them, his intention was to make her cook, clean and be happy about it.
When thinking about the wording he used he understood why Nina reacted like she did.
Now she was pressing her breasts against Greg. Poor guy was flustered as hell.
Steve leaned toward Greg and said to him: "You might as well do it. Send her in to my room when you are done".
Nina squealed with joy when she heard this and dragged Greg with her into his room and closed the door.

The rythmic sound of something banging the walls was heard in the whole apartment complex.

Costume Gun - Girls locker room

Annie was the last straggler left in the girls locker room. She had just finished gym class and she wasn't in a hurry. Quite the opposite, she rather wanted to take her time and avoid people.

She was undressing to prepare for the shower when she heard footsteps. Apparently she wasn't the last one after all, she sighed.

The footstep came closer and another girl rounded the corner. Annie recognized her immediately, it was Carolyn, the schools hottie.
"There you are! I've been looking for you!". Annie gave her a perplexed look. "Odd", she thought, "she never speaks to me otherwise. Why now?"
"Oh, hello Carrie", she greeted her.

Carolyns lips became a wide grin and she leant slightly forward towards Annie and whispered "I'm not Carrie".
Confused at first but Annie soon understood what Carolyn meant.

Simon and Drew had found an ornate toy gun in the park. It looked expensive so they took it home.
Out of pure accident and not knowing what the thing was capable off they shot Simons neighbor Annie. They watched in horror as the girl lost all cohesion and dropped to the ground like an empty sack.
After they had collected her skin in their effort to remove the evidence they began to examine what was left of her. Her back was open and it was possible to enter her and put her on.
The boys flipped a coin and Simon was the lucky "winner".
Simon got help zipping her up and as soon his neck was zipped the changes started, making him taller, bigger and female.
He had become Annie Henderson.

That was three weeks ago.

"It's me. Drew!", the Carolyn person said in triumph.
"Drew? Why?", 'Annie' wondered. "We haven't even figured out a way to change back yet".
"Here's the thing", 'Carolyn' said, "I hade the gun in my hand and I had Carolyn alone in front of me. I couldn't miss an opportunity like this! What's cooler than being Miss Popular in school?", she said with an smug look on her face. "Besides, we can hang out again without it looking weird".
'Annie' had an irritated look on her face. "Are you dumb? Annie and Carolyn doesn't even move in the same circles. If we want to keep up appearances we still need to stay seperate, despite being the same age.

'Carolyn' looked thoughtful for a second. "Ooops".
"But at least I've got a hot bod!"

Spellbook: Getting out of trouble

"What are you guys doing?", Jennifer said to her twelve year old little brother Kevin and his friend Jeff when she passed past the door into Kevins room. "Looks like you are reading. I didn´t expect that from the two of you", she said with a warm smile.

"It´s a spellbook!", Kevin answered excitedly. "We found it in a chest in a cottage in the woods!"

"Uh-huh. I don´t think mom and dad would want you two wandering about in the woods like that. It´s dangerous.", she said with a worried look on her face. "Promise me you will never do it again", she said sternly to them.

Both boys were quiet for a couple of seconds, then gave each other a  look. "We promise", they said ashamed in unison.

"Good. Never do  something like that ever again", she said and left.

Both boys looked at each other anxiously.

  "She will tell on us", a worried Jeff said.

"We are in so much trouble", Kevin agreed gloomily.

Both boys fell silent.

"Unless...", Jeff said with a sly smirk on his face.

He began to frantically turn the pages in the spellbook until he had found what he was searching for. "Aha! Here it is!", he exclaimed victoriously and tapped on the page for Kevin to see. "Our solution!".

Kevin watched Jeff read from the book and then disappear into thin air when the incantation was done.

If everything went as planned his sister wouldn´t be a problem. He just had to check it out if it had worked.

Jennifer had went to the bathroom before so he headed there.

"Dude! I`m her!", Jeff said excitedely from inside Jennifers body. "Now she can´t snitch us out!"

"But it feels really strange being a girl. Her clothes are really tight", Jeff lamented a few seconds later.

"But now what?", Kevin wondered and looked up at Jeff in the body of his older sister. "You can´t stay in her forever, and she can still tell on us when you leave her".

"You´re right.", Jeff responded in Jennifers dulcet voice. "Maybe the spellbook got something".

The boys didn´t get the time to go through the spellbook before they heard a ring on the doorbell to the front door.

It turned out that Jennifer had a date with her boyfriend Rick this evening and she was fixing the last of her makeup when Jeff possessed her.

"Oh crap!", Jeff said nervously. "I can´t tell him off. Jennifer would suspect us immediately if she heard that she stood up Rick without her having any memories of it".

Kevin glanced at the spellbook, with the page about possessions still turned open, and then looked at Jeff.
"I think I have an idea", he said with a smug look on his face.

A good nights sleep

"´sup".

It was the roommates usual greeting when Nick came back to their shared apartment from his late evening work.

Marvin nodded back at him from the couch and then continued watching TV. "G´night".

 Nick did intend to have a good night. He was beat and needed to sleep.

He closed the door behind him, turned on the bedlight and undressed down to his underwear. When he removed the blanket there were a shiny garment lying on his bed.

"For fuck sake", Nick muttered. He was tired and really needed to sleep. Nick made a mental note to have a talk with Marvin in the morning. He picked it up and was about to throw it away when he had a peculiar feeling about it. First of all he didn´t want to throw it away anymore.

It was a piece of female clothing, the kind they put on before going to bed. The girl that would have put this on would have been thin but with sizeable boobs. The shiny silky texture on the fabric was alluring, and the shape of it whispered of of seduction.

His fingers ran across the material of the garment. He was not that big. He maybe could fit it on. Just to find out what it felt like.

The straps rested against his shoulders and the nightgown felt tight against his body, even though it was a pleasureable feeling.

His body was warm and tingly, he felt comfortable and content.

Nick´s perception of time vanished and the changes began.

 The legs was his most muscular bodypart but not for long more. They quickly slimmed down and lost their muscular definition, replaced by shapely fat instead.

His body shrank and became shorter and thinner.

All bodyhair disappeared

His torso became smaller.

 Shoulders and waist narrower.

The flat hairless chest began to inflate, filling out the cups in the nightgown in a most delightful way.

 Hair cascaded down from his head and all of his features became more rounded and feminine.

His mind that had been absent during this transformation began to resurface again, but it too was changing.

"I...uh...tired." 

"I`m dressed...for bed?"

"My bed?"

Nick looked at the lone bed for a single person in the room.

"No. It can´t be my bed", she shrugged. "It´s too small".

Desires and wants began to invade her mind. 

"Marvin", she purred, tasting the syllables of his name in her mouth.

Nicole felt a longing and a desire for him. Her body screamed for his attention. And he was close. Just on the other side of the door.

She opened it and sauntered slowly out into the living room, swaying her hips in a most calculated way.

There were a flash of satiscation when she noticed how his eyes was as glued to the movements of her body.

"I`m going to bed now honey", she said to him and walked into his bedroom and its queen size bed. 

 But just before she disappeared behind the door she cooed to him, and gave him a wink: "Don´t keep me waiting"

Short story: Perks of womanhood

Never in Marvins life would he had thought he would enjoy dressing up in front of a mirror. 

Well, his accidental transformation into a woman opened up a new outlook on life for him.

Nowdays one of his greatest joys was to dress and try out new clothes on his female body.

Male clothing is so drab and boring in comparison. 

Reforming Men Inc.

A very smartly dressed man stopped in front of door number eleven. He brought up the tablet he was carrying and read from it.
"hm"
He put the tablet under his arm and opened up the door.

"Hey boss! We're still working on this one"
The man that was called "boss" raised his one eyebrow disapprovingly. "Why does this one take so long to educate?"

"He....well, she got loads of willpower. We're slowly getting there. Just need to find her final breaking point We've tried out a shit ton of new things on her. She'll be ready in time, we promise".

The Boss contemplated this. He studied the former man that was strapped down on the bench, violently being fucked by a dildo at the same time a man filled her mouth with the full sensation of a warm and fleshy cock.
New things indeed, he mused.
But he did recognize the evident willpower in this specimen. Maybe she would be more suited for other tasks than just being an obedient sexual companion.
Their education had already affected her mind but if they re-directed their efforts they could make her into something completely else.
"Stop the procedure", the man uttered.

"Huh? Boss?"

"You heard me. I've got a new idea for this one"

"But the customer. He will be pissed"

"We'll offer someone else or reimburse him. What we have there on the bench is an unpolished diamond.

The man flashed a devilishly smile. "When we are done with her she will be the most sought after dominatrix in the business"

Shapeshifters true reality

A common misconception about shapeshifters are that we can change our bodies instantly at will back and forth. People tend to forget that mass cannot change unless you get rid of it.

It had been two years since my last shapeshift. The form I was currently was using, a male in top physical condition, had served me well but I was growing bored of it. It was time for something new.

My body was tall and had a lot of muscle, so I had a lot of weight to shed, thus the shower was perfect to perform my shift. All excess material could be neatly washed away into the drain, and the cold water would cool my body.

I focused my mind on what new form I wanted to take and let the changes sweep over me.

First thing that happened was that my height decreased a whole head so I became less tall. I still kept my weight the same so now I looked extremely muscular for my height.

Next step was to transform most of my muscles in to fat. My chiseled male appearance disappeared and was replaced by a chubby little guy. 

So far so good.

About one third of my mass had to go so I focused on the excess fat to leave my body. It was messy, smelled bad and looked gross.This was quite exhausting and I had to pause and catch my breath for a while before continuing.

"Alright. That was the hard part", I said to myself. The fun part was just about to begin.

I still needed to remove unneeded appendages to I began with my dick first. When erect it was almost as big as my forearm but now it was time for it to go.

Male and female genitalia is similar in a way so instead of just getting rid of the dick I just re-appropriate it to its new function.

The penis was slowly sucked into and was rearranged inside of me, and left me with a nice flat pussy.

I sent the extra flesh to my ass to fill it out a little bit before I begin there in earnest.

My bones cracked and creaked as they moved around, especially around my hips and back. My stature shifted slightly as my legs came further apart and my back had a more definite arc to it.

My skull was shrinked to fit my vision of a slender woman, and my teeth rearranged a little bit to fit.

The shoulders narrowed.

 With the basics in place I could start on moving my fat.

Most of it was on my belly so it was prudent to distribute it downwards to the legs first of all and fill them out. I didn´t need much, just to give them a little bit of definition.

Then I did the same to my hips, and especially my ass. They filled out quite nicely.

For the next step I needed practically all the rest of my stored fat.

Everything on my belly moved upwards, the little I had on my fingers moved up my arm, and the rest of the fat I had on my arm moved to my chest.

The first thing that really happened was that my figure became a more pronunced hourglass shape when the fat began to move from there to fill out my budding breasts. I wanted a big pair on a petite frame. 

The two orbs of flesh that was growing filled me with both pride and lust. As a woman they were a definition of my femininity, as a man they were the object of my desire. In either form I possessed I  loved boobs.

 My aim was 32DD and I think I hit the mark pretty well. I let my areolas stay small mostly for aestethic reasons. 

My hair cascaded down my now slender neck, wet and long.

When dry it would be silky to the touch, same as my skin. Silky smooth.

I closed my eyes for the full focus required for the fine tuning of my face. Eyes just slightly bigger. Lips full and kissable. Upturnt nose. Thinner eyebrowes. Longer and thicker eyelashes. Pronounced cheekbones. Rounded features around my jaw. 

Just for the sake of it I changed the color of my eyes from bright blue to dazzling green.

And for last, the coup de grâce, the voice. 

It tingled a little when the vocal cords thinned, giving me a higher pitched speech.

"Extraordinary", I said in a dulcet voice that dripped with allure.

My body was done.

I will definately have more fun with this one for far longer than my former male body.