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.
"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.
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.
"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.
"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.
"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.
