Changed my mind

 

It had been a refreshing dip in the water but my relaxed feeling was soiled on my way up to dry myself. There was a man in my way, the one kind that leer at you and think he still got it despite his middle-aged body carry a noticeable beer belly. 

He had this creepy tone in his voice when he spoke to me. "Was it nice? In the water?". The smile was unnerving and his eyes wandered all over my body.

"Yeah. It was nice I guess". He stood in the way up the stairs. I glanced towards the beach and saw a number of people there, most of them was sunbathing and some of them checked their phones. At least there would be help if the creep was gettting too close.

He licked his lips. "Mind if I jump in?"

 The man was really starting to bug me. "Sure. Be my guest", I said in the most annoyed tone I could muster.

"I hoped you would say that".

 

 I was horrified and scared when the man took a leap and jumped right at me! In split seconds I closed my eyes and braced for impact by that heavy man.

Instead of being hit by his large mass I felt how an ice cold feeling went through my whole body, very much as if I had jumped into a frozen over lake. It lasted just a second or two but it was very unnerving. When I opened my eyes the man was nowhere to be seen.

Where did he go?

Was he drowning? 

I tried to look at the water behind me but my body was frozen in place. I couldn´t move!

"Aw, so touching. You actually care for me". The words came from my mouth but it wasn´t I who had said them.

 My body began its ascent up the stairs but it wasn´t I who was in control. It felt so wrong.

I could feel the smile on my own face just before everything went dark.

"Nighty night. Off to sleep you go", my voice said.

My mind drifted away into the darkness.

 

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The bodyhopper felt excited. This body, this Alice, felt so amazingly good to wear. When he had decided to hunt for someone new to wear in the morning at this lake he couldn´t dream about hitting the high score with this one. 

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 It have been two months now and Gregory, the bodyhopper that had jumped into Alice after she had went out for a swim, was reluctant to leave her body. Often he would get bored of the body he wore and change to someone else but Alices life made him feel fulfilled.

He didn´t wreck her life but continued to live it like she did before. Exercising was something he never did before but now he couldn´t manage the day without his daily run and the endorphines that coursed through his body afterwards.

Life was comfortable and Gregory felt like at peace. The desire to possess person after person diminished.

 

Buing clothes was something of unchartered territory but with a female body like this it was a pleasureable fun. It was a certain kind of satisfaction when he found just the right piece of clothing to dress himself in.

 

 

Intimate moments felt so much more different now when he actually cared. They were...better. Soft caressess. Slow movements. Kindness in bed. The whole experience was more fulfilling.
 

 

But alas, all good things comes to an end.

Gregory was having moral doubts though. Her life was fantastic but he didn´t have the right to take it away from her. 

He made the decision.

First of all he had to make it easier for Alice to cope with the loss of several months to her. What was better doing that than as her boyfriend.

When the boyfriend came into the room Gregory quickly lefter Alice body and jumped into the guys body. It felt good but not as good as hers body.

"M-Matt? Where am I?". She looked scared and confused.

"Hey babe", he soothed her. "Come here. Everything is good". Gregory embraced her and put her head against his chest. She smelled good. Her body pressed against his.

His desire began to grow again. The more he held her the more he wanted her. 

Who the fuck was he fooling really?

He pushed her into the bed and left the boyfriend, jumping directly into Alice again.

"Aaaaah. It feels good being home!", Gregory mused from Alices body. He figured that her personality must have affected his after so long time in her body. But now he know about it.

"Come here lover boy", he said to her boyfriend in a sultry voice dripping with honey. "Are you up for something wild and crazy?"

 

MAU: Later

Grace massaged her husbands large breast with experienced hands. It was apparent that Jake enjoyed it very much judging from his moans and small gasps of air. She smiled from the knowledge knowing that he was like putty in her hands.

But they had a problem looming ahead of them.

A week ago the couple had found a Morphic Adoption Unit in the forest and brought it home. Soon enough they figured out what the booth could do, transforming them into anyone they could think of.

Initially they transformed into persons of their own gender before moving towards the gender boundary. They agreed to transform to each other, idealized versions of each other, to try it out for the duration of the weekend. It was a new experience for both of them and Jake felt uncomfortable being a woman but Grace really liked being a man. 

Grace did however discover that the MAU had stopped working but decided not to tell her husband.

Instead she managed to convince him to extend the time would be each other.

During the coming days Grace slipped into the role of the male more and more at the same time she made Jake accept the role of the female. After a couple of days of easing into femininity Jake started to embrace it. Now they had even reached the point where Jake was the one initiating intimate moments and submit himself to Grace.
Like now, where Grace was pounding Jake´s pussy from behind to Jake´s great pleasure.

 

 

 As her cock moved in and out of Jake she decided that she would continue to condition him into the female life, so his transition into "her" would be less of a problem.

 

 

Tricked

Tiffany didn´t want to pass up on the chance on a rich and cushy  life. She was willing to make some sacrifices. Like swapping her hot body with a male.

A bodyswap spell with some stipulations had fallen in her lap and she had immediately formulated a plan. She needed some gear and help from her friends. The victim was already chosen. After the change she had ten minutes to make him orgasm to lock their souls in place.

Then all she needed to do was to lure him to her chosen spot And guys surely loved to see some naked skin.

"Almost there", the group of girls in bathing suits Tiffany had enlisted as help giggled, seeing how the tied up, bodyswapped body, of their friend squirmed in the seat in a state of panicked ecstasy.

Tiffany still had three minutes to make her old body orgasm and she knew it better than anyone.

"Oh-Oh-Oh-Ooooooooooh", her former body moaned as it passed the peak to pleasure.

Tiffany smiled to himself. Her gang had promised to take care of the new Tiffany, and ´he` had promised to take care of the girls.

 

 

Stolen sister

 

 

"Melanie. Can you hold this necklace at the same time Tommy holds it?".

The teenage girl gave her giggling younger brother Ryan a dismissive look. His friend Tommy had that dumb grin on his face that she absolutely hated.

 "Leave me alone dweebs", she snorted. "Don´t involve me in your silly games". She had better things to do and headed towards the house.

 

The two young boys realized that things wasn´t going according to plan.

They acted on instinct. Ryan rushed at his sister and grabbed her legs so she wouldn´t run away from them.

Tommy came up right up after him and pressed the medallion against a spot of naked skin on her arms.

"What are you two idiots doing? Let go of me", she yelled while trying to unwrestle herself from them. 

Under his breath she could hear Tommy murmur something softly.

A cold wave swept through her body.

Her consciousness descended into blackness.

 

 

 "Wow! That was so cool! It was just like you was sucked into her"

 Tommy felt really strange in Melanies female body but it was a good strange.

He smiled and brought up Melanies phone.

"So, who do you want? Jennifer or Naomi?", he said with a grin on his face.

Twerk

 

His whole body tingled. One by one he checked the box of female things he wanted to do.

Next up: twerking.

He slapped his fat ass so his flesh jiggled.

"Let´s see now. "Back That Azz Up" by Juvenile sounds exactly what I´m looking for", he said with badly hidden glee in his voice.

The more the merrier

 

"Hey lady! I´m practicing for a show at school and need an audience. Wanna see a magic trick?"

After the initial short confusion when approached by a thirteen year old kid she happily accepted to watch him performing his tricks. "Sure!"

"Observe!", he said and began to make elaborate gestures with his hands and mumbling softly under his breath.

Suddenly he clapped his hands together and held them horistontal. When he seperated his palms there was a small brightly shining orb betwen them.

"Wow!", she exclaimed. That is so cool. How did you do it?"

The kid grinned. "If you come closer you can see it"

She came closer and stared at the orb that seemed to hover mid-air in his palm.
Without warning the kid changed the angle of his hand with the orb in it and slammed his palm against her forehead, pushing the orb into her head.

 

She staggered a bit and then her posture slumped together. Her body shook barely noticeable just before she regained her posture.

She first looked down at herself then she looked at the kid. She weighed her tits in her hands and the grin on her face grew wide.

"Fuck yeah. It feels amazing in here!"

"Did you get her memories too?", the kid asked while he stared at her playing with her boobs.

"Sure did", she smiled. "I got everything I need to impersonate her".

  The kid seemed satisfied. "Very well then. Carry on then".

The woman straigthened her clothes, gave the kid a wink and continued to her lesson in college.

He saw her from behind and admired her shape when walking away from him. After all, that sjape was the prime reason he had inserted a mind clone into her.

Elevator

I was on my home from the office a late Friday and had forgot some important papers. I was on my way up again to my cubicle when I heard a female voice that called out to me to hold the doors for her.

I`m no arsehole so I did.

"Hi! Thanks for keeping the elevator for me", she said when hurrying into the cabin.  She pressed the button to the floor where many of the executives had their offices. 

 

We had made it halfway to my floor when the elevator abruptly stopped and the lights went out.

The first seconds we just stood there in silence, trying to fathom what just had happened.

Then she freaked out. "No no no no no. Not now. I don´t have the time to wait", she lamented in a very exaggerated voice.

"Hey hey hey", I tried to comfort her, "I´m sure they will get us out of here in no time"

She looked at me and gave me a curious look, eyeing me up and down. She sighed when she said: "Could have been worse. You look good enough".

"Uhm. Thanks?"

She grabbed my wrists and began to recite a language unknown to me. It sounded very archaic.

I could feel how static electricity was building up in the air and the lights began to flicker.

All of sudden I got this feeling of falling down very very far and I blacked out.

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When I woke up again I felt terribly groggy and a sense of being in the wrong place. I recognized the metallic walls in the cabin but the sense of wrongness was centered in me.

Looking around I noticed two things: I was alone and my reflection was not my own. The person in the reflection mimiced my every movement. I felt long hair tickle my neck and finally understood why everything felt so weird.

I was in the body of the woman I held the elevator for.

 

It just happens

 

"No, Not that. Anything but that. You know, get hold of our other supplier and have them to send a sample to us. If it is good enough we will buy from them instead. Tell Ted and his buddies that....that...oh fuck. Brenda, I will have to call you back".

I ended the conversation as quickly as I could. It had started as a rumbling in my stomach. That was the first sign. Now it began to feel like I really needed to visit the bathroom. My need for a place to hide had become very pressing all of sudden.

I found what I was looking for in a nearby forested area. Completely out of sight. My body had begun tingling all over. I steeled myself mentally for what was coming next. 

 

Imagine jumping into a really cold lake. All of your senses are focused on the cold water that surrounds you. What happens to me right now feels exactly the same but on dry land.

The initial shock freeze me, making me unable to move, and all my muscles tense up. Then the warmth comes together with the changes.

It´s always women. Always, always women. Different kinds of women.

Sometimes I´ve become old like a pensioner, sometimes I´ve become a young teenager, but whatever controls this seems to focus on young adults. If something I`m at least grateful for that part.

But I was sick and tired that this was happening every other month without any real consistency to it. I always had to carry around a bag with me with different set of clothes depending on what I would look like afterwards.

The changes swept over me. My male physique melted away and gave room for a softer, shorter and rounder female shape instead. The hips widened and my dick was crawled back into me to form a pussy. My back arched a bit and my ass inflated more than usual.

I could feel how my ribcage became smaller at the same time two orbs of flesh began to grow and grow until they were the size of cantaloupes.

I lay there on my back on the ground, still dressed in my now oversized male clothes. 

I sighed. The seam in my pants apparently gave up when my female ass became bigger than usual.

My slender hands grabbed the bag and began to dig after clothing. Panties. Sports bra. Yoga pants. Long sleeved shirt. And a pair of shoes which I had to fill out with a couple of socks to fit my dainty feets better.

This were clothes that would fit most bodies quite well and a woman dressed for excersise will not rise any suspicions anywhere.

 

I tested my voice a couple of times before I picked up my phone and called Brenda again.

"Hey...... Yeah. It´s me......I`m a stacked blonde this time.....Nah, I´m not far from home.....Cancel all my meetings a week ahead. You know the drill".

We ended the call. Brenda seemed, as always, to be amused by my situation. I know she will come to my place tomorrow and check in on me. She has been a true friend in this.

I take a deep breath. My breasts heaves up before dropping down again when I breathe out. The bra fits well so the walk home won´t that bothersome with those giant breasts on my chest bouncing around.

My walk is undoubtfully female with my wide hips moving from side to side. I would lie if I said that I didn´t like it.

On my way home I often wonder if there are a girl somewhere in the world that turns into me instead.

 

 

Magic Remote: Ooops

 

"Ugh. My head". The rays of the sun hit Mike´s eyes. It was late morning. His body was stiff everywhere and his head felt like shit.

 

"Well, well, well. Look who finally had the audacity to wake up". a very soft and demure voice said.

"Huh". Mike looked up and saw a very attractive and well endowed woman squirming around in his couch, doing her best to give him a show.

"Oh shit! James, I´m so so sorry. I-I must have blacked out".

"I told you to stop drinking tequilas like that but noooo. You continued and then you crashed on the floor. But not before you used the magic remote on me to turn me into this bimbo and telling me to seduce you from the couch. Guess who has been awake all night and tried to seduce and wake up a drunkard sleeping on the floor?"

"I couldn´t even raise my voice because that´s not "seductive"".

"Now release me and then get the hell out. I`m so fucking horny at the moment and I need some release. In private".

 

Going lengths

"Uhm. You are Brody, right?", I awkwardly asked the man that had been my crush for several months now. My body tingled from all the nervousness and I couldn´t help playing with my long hair.

 

His eyes had already measured me from head to toe when I approached him and I noticed a small but confident smile on his lips now when I was talking to him.

"I am indeed", he said and flashed his amazing smile. "May I ask what name a beautiful woman like you have?", he said with a wink.

"I´m Emma". Even a simple answer like that made it feel like I had butterflies in my stomach. This was the first time I actually used my new name for real. I must have had a silly smile on my face but I did ignite his interest in me.

 

"Hi Emma. Do you come here often? Can´t remember seeing you around".

"I´ve been here. But I´ve kept to myself out of sight. Doesn´t really like crowds y´know".

All of what I had said had been true, but the reason he has never seen Emma before was because she didn´t exist until last week.

My name hade been Dylan up until recently and Brody was everything I wanted in a partner. Good looking, funny, smart, kind. I could go on and on about him. 

But there was just one problem; he was straight.

So I had to adapt.

I stalked him on social media, spied on him in his home and tried to be nearby when he was around. The man was still single because he was searching for the perfect woman. So bit by bit I figured out what kind of woman he wanted. 

When I had everything I needed I managed to get into contact with a witches coven that promised that they would deliver what I wanted.

And so they did.

I went from a tall and lanky guy into a tall athletic blonde with all the curves in the right places. My teeth straightened out and my eyesight became a perfect 20/20.

A bit of practice back home on how to be a woman, and I was ready to meet Brody.

And here we are.

Brody looked down at my body again. I felt so exposed by his wandering eyes but it actually felt good in a sense. I knew he liked what he saw.

"Really? I must have been blind missing a beauty like you".

Oh my god. My cheeks blushed.

"How about we go for a coffee so we can learn about each other? I know a place nearby".

It´s happening! It´s happening!

"Sure! I would love to!". All of me felt so happy now and it showed. My face had its biggest smile ever plastered all over it and my whole body tingled in anticipation.

He would be mine.

Crazy

"Tommy, it´s me"

"Who is this? You are using Pete´s phone", the voice in the other end said.

"I´m Pete! I promise! I..."

"Your voice. You sound just like my sister Helen. But she hates him. He´s way too crazy about her".

 The female voice in Tommy´s continued: "As I was saying: I called just to say that your sister will soon be impregnated by my sperm."

"WHAT?!"

"Congratualations! You will be an uncle in nine months!"

*CLICK*

 Pete toyed with the filled condom betwen his delicate fingers. 

Easy peasy. 

He was utterly convinced that he and Helen would have beautiful kids together but she didn´t let him near her anymore, so he had to resort to drastic actions.

After he entered her apartment in secrecy and then filled a condom with fresh seed, he read an incantation that made his body turn into a mist to invade and possess Helens body.

Pete hiked up his dress and removed his panties. His exposed pussy was already wet and glistening from his excitement. He licked his lips and felt the taste of lip gloss.

A special syringe that now contained his semen was pushed all the way up until it hit his cervix.

He let out a moan of satisfaction when he emptied its contents inside of him. To top it off slender fingers began to rub his clitoris and working it all the way into an female orgasm. 

As he basked in the afterglow he began to think. In nine months would be a proud father and a proud mother at the same time.

Costume Gun: Equine Adventures

"Sssch. There she is", Jimmy shushed his friend Owen.

Elizabeth, or Liz as she was known amongst most people, kept up her usual routine riding alone in the outskirts of the woods once a week. For Jimmy this was a perfect opportunity to test out a device he had got his hands on.

He took a careful aim from the foliage they had hidden themselves in and pulled the trigger.

 

They knew that the Costume Gun was supposed to turn people into wearable costumes but they were flabbergasted when the wide beam also hit the horse and deflated that one as well.

"Holy shit!" they both mumbled under their breath.

The two young men raced towards the location were the suits and all of the gear was lying.

 Knowing they had limited time to act Jimmy immediately began to put on Elizabeth as soon as he got there. It didn´t take long until he was standing there in the naked glory of Elizabeth Simmons, her rich daddys girl. But that was secondary. The only interest Jimmy had at this point was the amazing body Liz had, that he had fantasies about for years.

 

Jimmy-in-Liz put on the clothes over his naked female body under the gaze of Owens prying eyes. He wasn´t subtle about it so Jimmy absolutely noticed. Considering his own inexperience with horses, even though he had read a lot about them in a futile attempt to impress Liz, why shouldn´t he take advantage of Owens lecherous ways.

"I have a suggestion for you", he said with Liz sweet voice.

"What do you think about putting on the horse? It will make it so much easier for me to ride a horse if there is a human mind inside"

"W-What? Definately not!", Owen responded very quickly and harsh.

"I will not put on a skinsuit to become a fucking horse!" Owen was almost angry at this point.

`Elizabeth´ jutted `her´ female hips and leaned forward a little bit. "Why not? It will be the experience of a lifetime. Imagine being as muscular and powerfully built as a horse.

Owen crossed his arms and still looked pissed. Sensing it was time for his coup de grace he approached Owen and moved his dainty finger down his chest and said with the most seductive voice he could muster: "I promise you this: If you allow me to ride you as a horse today, I will ride you tomorrow in your bed". 

 

Owen stared at the skinsuit for a couple of seconds and contemplated if it was worth it to have sex with the stuck up Elizabeth Simmons.

"Not a word about this to anyone", he hissed as he entered the large skinsuit of the horse and began to zip it up around him.

`Elizabeth´ just gave him an sweet and innocent girly smile. 

"Feminine viles works really well even though there is a guy behind the wheel", a smug Jimmy thought.

To Jimmy it was strange to see Owen zipping up himself from inside the horse, with the large skinsuit draped over a vaguely human form beneath. Very soon he would look like an animal. 

He would be an animal.

 The zipper was fully closed and the horse skinsuit began to inflate. It was still felt very strange knowing it was a human inside of it.

It made more sense with putting on a human skinsuit, even when it was the opposite sex.

His horse body was fully inflated now and Owen opened up his eyes. It all felt so strange. There was literally no sensation that could compare. With a bit of a struggle he got up on his hooves and managed to stand upright.  Unsteady at first but Owen soon figured out how to use all four of his legs to move around. It was kinda like moving around on your hands and feet but less cumbersome and awkward.

He would never admit it to Jimmy but he felt powerful and it felt great when he galopped at full speed.

 

 Then Owen saw the body of Liz standing a further away with a smug smile on her face and holding the bridle and saddle, and beckoned him to come. Damned Jimmy spoiling his fun.

 Owen sighed internally. He was a riding horse now and thus he had a task to fulfill.

He approached `Elizabeth´ and let ´her` put the gear on him. 

Owen couldn´t help to feel that he felt so controlled when the female Jimmy got on him and took the reins.

"How can it feel so good", was a returning thought in Jimmy´s mind.

The wind touching his smooth face, his breasts bouncing up and down and the feeling of his padded ass when the horse underneath `her` trotted forward. . Liz´ body was sending a continous signal of satisfaction to his male mind. Not to forget the sense of control of the big animal underneath him. Owen behaved perfectly and obeyed every whim.

Liz´ rides rarely lasted more than two hours and the clock was approaching that deadline. Jimmy sighed and headed back to the stables.

"Elizabeth. I´m glad you are back. We began to worry that you would forget about the time". Jimmy recognized the man that was speaking to him as her father. A stable worker appeared and took the reins of Owen and led him away.

"Sorry daddy", Jimmy said. "I had a real good ride today and didn´t want it to end". 

"No worries pumpkin. You were just in time for the pasture mating".

Jimmy was flabbergasted. "M-mating?"

"I´m sure you have done a good job of tiring out Black Starlight."

Jimmy gulped. "Oh shit".  He saw Owen, devoid of riding gear, being lead out on a pasture. From the other end he saw another horse, the stallion he guessed, being led into the pasture as well. 

 The next hour was painful to watch were the stallion repeatedly tried to court and mount Owens mare body. Of course he would have none of it.

 Owen was finally led back into the stable when the stallion gave up. Elizabeths father was puzzled but concluded that they would to try another day. `Elizabeth´ convinced her father to let `her´ take care of "Black Starlight" all alone. 

"I`m sorry buddy. I had no idea", Jimmy excused himself. Even as a horse Jimmy could tell that Owen was pissed.

 

Well inside Jimmy began to take care of Owens horse body, to keep up appearances as"Liz" and "Black Starlight" until the stable was devoid of people.

"I think I like you better this way", Jimmy joked. "I could use a horse like you indefinately".

Owen showed his displeasure by tugging on Jimmys long hair.

"Ouch! I was just kidding!"

 Jimmy took the Costume Gun out of his bag and changed a couple of the settings, and shot Owen.

Within a couple of seconds the horse body deflated and you could see the outline of a human body beneath the equine skinsuit.

 

Owen exited the mess on unsteady legs. The time as a horse really rubbed off on him. He had to consciously avoid to stand on all fours.

"So. How was it?"

Owens mind was filled with the memories of the rush of adrenaline, the sense of power and the feeling of giving up control to the rider.

Some memories he would rather sooner forget like when a stallion wanted to mount him and breed. He shuddered at the thought of it.

But he said nothing about it to Jimmy and the expectant face of Elizabeth that he still wore.

"If you really wan to know, go ahead and try it", Owen snapped back. He collected himself and straightened his posture. 

"I`ve done my part. Tomorrow it is your turn. Dress in something sexy". And with that he left, leaving `Elizabeth´ to take care of `herself´.

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The day after

`Elizabeth´ snapped a selfie of `herself´and was pleasured by the result. `She´ had found the perfect dress to live out ´her`own fantasies in, and to entice Owen when they met. It showed just the right amount of skin and it hugged `her´ curves well. 

In lack of better words `she´ felt sexy.

 

Owen will be drooling when he sees this picture and he will definately be all over ´her` later on when their
clothes hits the floor.

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                                                            

 

 

 

  

 Jimmy never left Elizabeth´s body and embraced her life completely.

 

 

 

Ultimate App: Taking what you want

 

 

Dave´s perspective

 

"It´s so hard to process that you actually could do...that", Kyle gestured towarsd Dave´s female body. "I thought you were messing with me at first but when you made my dick larger and now totally looking like a girl I´m more than convinced".

 "But why a girl?" Kyle added with a small hesitation to his voice. "You look hot and all but..."

 

 Dave turned around and smirked with his beatiful face. "Because I have a fantasy where I offer myself to a man and let him ravage my female body and let him have his way with me. I want to submit myself to a dominant man. With the Ultimate App I can make that happen.

 

"Uh. Strange fantasy but ok. But don´t think I will have sex with you. That would feel way too weird. I still know it´s you inside of that hot body", a slightly alarmed Kyle said.

 

" No problem Big Boy. I have that covered", Dave said and winked. He pressed a button on the phone and saw how Kyle´s eyes zoned out.

 

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Kyle´s perspective 

Kyle felt disoriented and a little bit woozy all of sudden but it subsided quickly. 

He saw his girlfriend playing with her phone in front of him and she stuck out her ass invitingly. She glanced back at him and grinned. "Like what you see, Big Boy?", and began to move her hips from side to side.

It was all that was needed for a horny Kyle to grab her hips and start grinding his crotch against her fat ass. His cock began to harden and yearned for release from its fabric prison. With his erect cock nestled betwen her butt cheeks Diana began to move her ass tantalazingly up and down.

"Take me", she moaned. "Stick that thick cock into me and fuck me hard".

Kyle moved away her panties and pushed her down on to the counter, mashing her breasts in the process. The tip of his dick was just barely touching the entrance to her pussy.

"Beg for it", he growled in a low voice.

Somehow Diana seemed satisfied that she had to. "P-please. Stick you cock into me. I want it soo much", she pleaded.

Slowly but surely Kyle pushed his eight inch cock into her pussy. Diana sighed in content and Kyle felt empowered by his control over her. 

He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back with one hand had the other control her movements against him.

Her pussy was filled by a fat cock over and over.

In the sexual frenzy they had her phone accidentaly fell off the counter and hit the hard stone tile floor, smashing it.

Kyle thought she seemed concerned at first but a couple of good thrusts made her forget about it quickly.

 

And from her viewpoint she already had got what she wanted the most.

 

 

 

Sex bomb

Yeah, I joined the army thinking it would be great, like in the ads but I hated it. Only fun part was when we were shooting. The rest? Meh.
I was constantly messing around just to get me out of the service, or at least get transferred to another position. My officers knew this but tried to get me into the line again, but I persisted.
But one day they saw an opening. The Ovid Testing Ground wanted volounteers for a non-lethal weapons test and the officers made me a deal. Participate and afterwards they would sign my discharge papers.
I couldn't wait.

Day Zero.
I was standing in full gear in my foxhole, waiting for the test to start. Soon I would be out of this godforsaken and boring hellhole.
Suddenly a whole bunch of sirens began to blare their wailing sound
*ALERT ALERT. TEST IN MINUS TEN NINE EIGHT SEVEN...."
I huddled up as I was instructed to and put on my gas mask.
....THREE TWO ONE
TEST COMMENCING
In the distance a rocket approached fast towards our position.
It eploded into a pink mist just above our heads that slowly began to fall down on us. I tightened up my CBRN gear another notch.
They didn't want to tell us what was about to happen due to a stringent secrecey. I had signed the papers anyway that gave them my consent to be tested and removed their responsbility. It was non-lethal, right?
The pink mist began to cover all of me and all of my gear. I looked ridicolous. So did the guy in the foxhole next to me. I snickered at that.
The next second I saw that a couple of my buttons was falling off from my uniform. "What the hell?"
Slowly my clothes began to dissolve and disappear, leaving me bareskinned on large areas of my body.
My skin also looked like it had been covered by the pink dust but...it couldn't? It did. That thing was seeping into my pores of my skin!
The dust was gone from my skin but now it seemed to be inside of me instead. What was this?
From nowhere my body became extremely hot and began to shake. It was like a really bad fever.
I could feel it when my body changed. How my muscles (second good thing from the army) was vanishing and my skin was becoming softer.
My inside was literally burning and I cried out in agony. Non-lethal my ass! It hurt so bad that I wanted to die!
I just couldn't take it anymore and passed out into the inviting darkness.

When I came around I was still in my foxhole, and it felt chilly.
Groggily I tried to get my bearing straight and sat straight up. The difference in the point of gravity and the tugging feeling on my chest made me look down.
The clevage that greeted sent me into a state of shock.
Just to make sure I poked the fleshy mass with my finger and was rewarded with a sensation from a body part I've never had before.
That kinda brought me out of the shock.
I looked around and I saw two other girls that also seemed disoriented, looking up from their foxholes.
What did just happen?

The group of generals, goverment officials and scientists was seeing everything that had transpired on their screens. The test had been an resounding success!
The ultra efficient nanites in Project "Sex Bomb" had proven their worth.

Reversal Rings: Stealing a new life

I went through the plan once again in my mind.
"Empty your pockets from anything that might identify you" - Check.
"Place the ring where she can see it when she walks to the car" - Check.
"Wait on the other side of the fence to give myself a headstart" - Check
"Stand ready with the other ring". I padded my pocket. Check.

Four simple steps but anything could mess them up. My biggest concern is if someone else would find the ring.
But that didn't seem to be a problem at the moment as I saw Cassandra walk out from the store towards her SUV.
The very first time I had seen her I knew I wanted her to the greatest extent possible. I simply yearned to own her body as my own.

She was a regular at the store and I had spied on her on countless of occasions and now the time had come for me to put my plan in motion. The ring she was supposed to pick up was attached to her car in a small package and I held my own ready in my sweaty palm.
From the distance I could make out that she had found the package and brought it inside the car.
With shaking hands I put on my own ring.
Nothing! We didn't switch! Why?! Wait. I must wait.
Then it washed over me, the short feeling of disorientation.
I was sitting down now inside a car, as opposed of standing behind a rusty fence. My hands felt so small and delicate when I looked at them. Then I realized that I needed to get away from the parking lot.
I put it in gear, had some trouble with the heels and the gas pedal but I managed to speed away to a safe location. I saw in the rear mirror in the distance how my original body was chasing after the car.

My heart pounded hard from the excitement.
I had chosen the location with the outmost care as I didn't want to be disturbed when I checked out the goods when I ripped open her shirt. Well, it's my shirt now.
When it was off I became amazed by the pair of boobs that I now owned. They were perfect!
Johnny old boy, say goodbye to your old life and hello to your new one.
With the help of a forger I had already setup a new set of ID-cards and had a stash of money put away already. Next part was to retract as much money as I could, ditch her old cellphone and then sell her car. All had already been prepared for.

When that was done I would go to the other side of the country and start a whole new life.

Taking a life

Gillian woke up disoriented in a foreign room. How did she get here? And why did she feel....wrong? Her answer came when she lifted her head and looked down her body.
"My breasts!", she exclaimed groggily. "Somebody has stolen my breasts!" But it was worse than that.
Her hands feverishly felt up her chest when she noticed that the hands didn't really belong to her. They were too big. Gillian was slowly beginning to comprehend what was happening.
When she touched her groin and found something that wasn't supposed to be there she became horrified and shot up from the bed she had been lying in.

There was a big mirror in the corner of the room and she dashed over to it immediately to confirm her greatest fear.
"You!", she hissed when she saw the reflection in the mirror.
Gillian recognized the man. He had bought her drinks at the beginning of the evening. They had chatted a little and she had found him likeable. She decided to follow him home and....well, she didn't remember anything after that.

But if she was him it must mean that he was her!

Gillian dressed her body in the clothes she found and explored the foreign house. She heard a noise from an adjecent room and opened up the door.
It was all too surrealistic. She saw herself trying out daring lingerie she had never worn or even seen before. 
Whoever it was, that person had seen and touched her body naked without her permission
"Give back my body", she growled.

The impostor turned around and smiled. "Up already? I would have guessed you would sleep for at least another hour".

Gillian in her current male body was much bigger than her real female body and she decided to use that advantage. She made herself look menacing, or at least the thought, and confronted the impostor up close, looking down on her old body.
"Turn us back...
... or else"

"Or else, what? I like this body", the impostor replied.
"Calm down honey. I'm sure you will like yours too". A dainty hand began to stroke Gillian's temples.

The anger Gillian had was melting away more and more with each caress the impostor made.
"You are a big man now", the impostor whispered.

Gillian felt more at ease in his body all of sudden.
"Strong and powerful"

The feeling of power welled up in him.
"You like being a man. You like being a heterosexual man"

His eyes darted towards the cleavage his old body showed and it was hard not to focus on those big juicy breasts from this vantage point.

"Sensual and caring"
Gillians hands moved to the back of his old body and began caressing her back.

"You find it erotic taking orders from a woman like me"
He just nodded in reply.

"Forget your old life as Gillian. It is mine now"
Another nod.

"Who am I", she asked him.
"Gillian", he answered.

"Good boy", she smiled. "And you are my slave named Lyle", she stated matter of factly.

She pressed her body against him, flattening her breasts against his stomach. against him and purred: "Who are you, Lyle?"
"Your slave"

The new Gillian squealed in excitement. "That's right, Lyle. You are my slave. And I want you to slowly undress my body and lick my pussy with your tongue until I come"

The new Lyle didn't hesitate. He undressed his mistress and made her moan and writhe in pleasure as his tongue buried itself in her vagina.

Gillian was on her back, giggling to herself on how easy it was to take anothers life.

Courage reborn

Martha looked around nervously at the people at the mall. What if anyone understood what she was about to do? What if someone would stop her? Her small frame would have no chance.

During he whole life, up to the young mousy woman she was today, she had been afraid. It was like it was coded into her, anything could make her worried. She thought she was holding the solution in her hand, an amulet she had found in a spooky store. Martha shuddered at the thought of what could have happened to her in there, all alone with the shopkeeper.

She was tired of always being afraid. Over and over she had tried gathering courage and vist places but her bravado quickly crumbled when her mind began to tell her all the things that could go wrong.
This had to end!

It was bad enough being at the mall with all of the unknown persons around her but she had no other choice. It was safer than meeting a person all alone. She held her amulet tight in her small hand and scanned the crowd for the right person.

Person after person walked past her but none of them felt right. It had to be someone that looked safe.
Then she saw him.

A military man was walking towards her. He looked so confident in himself that Martha became jelous. He was big and muscular. And as a soldier she guessed he was brave too.

She gathered the tiny bit of courage she had and approached him.
"Sir! I need your help! Please come!"

The man in the uniform looked suprised at first but he was proud serving so he didn't deny her request and came with her to a somewhat secluded area.
Martha gulped. The man was just behind her and she fiddled with the amulet with her fingers.
She hesitated.
Doubt began to take her.
No!
Not now!
Martha spun around and pressed the amulet against the soldiers chest before he could start asking questions.

Rays of light enveloped them both and their auras began to merge.
The last thing Martha noticed in her life was that she had held the amulet the wrong way.

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"What the fuck happened?", Sgt Tanner asked himself and steadied himself against the wall.

He looked around the room for signs of the girl. "Miss?"

A softer and much higher voice escaped his lips. He tried to clear his throat but it didn't work. Instead he brushed against his now larger chest when feeling his throat with his hands.
"What the.....?"

His body not only felt wrong in all places, it looked wrong too.
His chest protruded outwards ominously with two large bumps.
It didn't take long for him to understand that he had been changed into a woman.

Sgt Tanner examined his body. It was not as buff as it had been, but it wasn´t bad.
It struck him that he probably should adress himself as "herself" in the light of current events.

She explored the options in her mind. She could probably disappear if she wanted to but her honor forbade that. She had a duty to her country after all.
Then there was only one option left. Try to convince her lieutenant of who she really was. 

That would be awkward to say the least but she had overcome bigger obstacles than that in past times.