A promise is a promise

Originally requested by Marti ^-^ Really fond of this one :)

Martin wore the stockings that were laying on the bed, gently pulling them up his long and smooth legs. The feeling of the fabric over his soft skin felt kinda pleasant. Definitely more comfortable than the bra he was wearing. Its lacy pattern was brushing against his nipples, who he found out were a lot more sensitive than his former male ones. Despite having to admit that he looked gorgeous he didn’t like how it felt at all. Same went for the panties, which were annoyingly running up his butt cheeks. He thought of changing out of that lingerie because of how uncomfortable he felt, but then he remembered how insistent Jessica was about him having to wear that exact outfit.

<<It’s James’s favorite.>> she said to him. And he promised to comply.

Yeah… James...

His best friend was waiting for him in the adjacent room of their hotel suite, ready to take him out to their romantic dinner. Martin had his heart in his throat. Could he actually go out on a date with his best friend pretending to be his girlfriend? Sure he had promised, but actually doing it just felt too strange!

It all started a few days prior. Martin, James and his girlfriend Jessica had arrived in the beautiful resort in Greece where they would have spent the following week. They had organized this trip abroad months in advance. Unfortunately a few weeks before their departure Martin had a bad argument and broke up with his girlfriend, who was supposed to come as well. Why was it so difficult for him to keep a girlfriend? It was frustrating. He was 28 years old now, and most of his friends were already married and starting families. Soon even James and Jessica would have married, while he was still unable to have a relationship last more than a couple of months. It was so nice of his friends to let him come to Greece even if he was not able to find another person to bring with him. He knew that that would have most likely felt awkward for the three of them, but he just couldn’t spend his holydays at home, alone, dealing with the fact that he screwed up another relationship. And so he joined his friends in their vacation.

Poor James. He was always so nice. Despite the fact he couldn’t swim he insisted anyway for Martin and Jessica to go ahead and bath in that wonderful water. They swam until they eventually found some sort of cave between the rocks. It looked like a nice place to relax, and so they stayed there for a while. Martin then found an amulet hidden in the sand. It looked ancient, with strange inscriptions on it. Jessica wanted to see it as well, curious, but as they both touched it they felt something was wrong. Martin felt a tingle between his legs, and felt like his balls were receding inside his body and his penis was shrinking. He reached for his groin with his hand and felt his genitals becoming smaller and smaller, as if they were disappearing. He then heard Jessica’s screams of terror, as she was looking horrified at a bulge appearing down in her crotch. Suddenly Martin felt his dick completely recede into his body, and a slit started to form between his legs. The tingle finally stopped, and the two of them were staring at each other terrorized, Martin with his new flat crotch and Jessica with a brand new penis barely contained by her swimsuit. They screamed, and yelled at each other, so shocked that they didn’t even notice that their height was changing as well, Martin slowly getting shorter while Jessica was growing in height. Eventually they had to leave the cave. James was probably waiting for them, and he sure as hell did not have to find out that they had somehow swapped genitals, most likely because of that strange amulet. Martin tucked it in his pocket and they both left the cave, Jessica now having to cover herself with a sarong which fortunately enough she had taken with her that day to the beach. She would soon have needed that piece of clothing for much more than just hiding her new equipment, as her legs had started to slowly get less toned and much more hairy, while Martin was showing off a pair of long legs smooth like glass, barely covered by his swimsuit.

As they got back to where they had left James, they found him playing soccer with a group of guys. They greeted him from afar. <<We must not be found out!>> said Jessica to Martin. He nodded, and they both headed towards him. Suddenly Martin noticed that he was walking in a weird way, with his hips swinging left and right with each step. He realized that his hips had widened and his ass felt much firmer, while in front of him he saw Jessica’s toned butt flatten, her sarong now barely staying up.

<<Hi guys. Did you have fun? You’ve been away for a while.>> said James, who had come towards them. Jessica kissed him nervously.

<<Yes honey. The place is truly beautiful.>> she answered.

Martin was watching with eyes wide open Jessica’s hair getting shorter in front of his eyes, while he felt his hair elongating, reaching down past his shoulders. He tried to make Jessica aware of the changes that were getting faster and faster, but as soon as he tried to say something he felt something go down his throat. He coughed, and when he tried to speak again he heard a voice that didn’t belong to him come out of his mouth. He noticed how Jessica was now striving to hide the deep tone of her voice while talking to James, squeaking in an almost comedic way.

<<I… I don’t feel well honey! I have to go back to the hotel!>> she said rushing away, not giving James the time to react.

<<I… I’ll look after her! Don’t worry!>> said Martin with the deepest voice he managed to make.

James wanted to go after his girlfriend and friend, but he was called back by the guys who were playing with him, annoyed by the intermission to their match. He was uncertain about what to do. He probably should have aided his girlfriend. That was really a strange behavior for her. But then again Martin was with her. They got along so well lately. He knew he could count on him. He would have reached them to the hotel in a few minutes anyway. So he joined the guys again. He just couldn’t help it, he was such a sport addict. He would have gone after them as soon as he finished the match.

Meanwhile Martin and Jessica were hiding in an alley, facing each other, shaking and fidgeting for the fear. By now Jessica had got considerably taller than Martin, and hair started to appear all over her body. Martin on the other hand now had flocks of long brown hair going down past his shoulders, and his slightly out of shape belly was now flat and toned. They had to rush to the hotel before the changes got more extreme. The receptionist witnessed a really strange scene when he saw what looked like a guy in a sarong and bikini run through the hall beside a topless girl in a pair of swimsuit shorts. In the elevator they were staring terrified at each other as Jessica’s breasts were deflating while Martin saw two tits develop on his chest, getting bigger and bigger. When they finally got into the room the transformation was almost complete. They were now both standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Martin staring at his new breasts while Jessica was touching nervously her changing face where, over her new rough skin, a beard had started to appear. Now that they had completely turned into each other they were left with the confusion and the fear. How did that happened? How could what looked like a plain piece of junk do this to them?

But there just wasn’t time to give in to the panic. James would have been there soon, and he was supposed to take Jessica out to a romantic dinner that evening. It was of outmost importance that the date went smoothly. She knew that that trip was supposed to be the time he would have finally asked her to marry him. There was no choice. Martin had to pretend to be her for that evening and go as her to that date. He couldn’t screw it up.

<<Promise me you will do it! Please!>> she begged him. He of course had no choice but to agree to that.

<<I promise.>>.

So now there he was, slipping inside the black dress Jessica had prepared for him to wear, ready to go out for that important night.

<<Honey are you ready? We have to go!>> he heard James call for him from the other room.

<<Yes I’ll be there in a minute sweety!>> he answered, still unused to hear Jessica’s voice coming out of his mouth. He felt bad for having him wait for so long, but it took him more than he thought to get ready. He was still uncomfortable moving around in Jessica’s body, and he had difficulties putting on his makeup, even thought he felt pretty proud of the final result. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was stunning. Jessica was such a gorgeous woman, and dressed like that she was incredibly beautiful. He wore the heels placed beside the bed. He had practiced with those earlier, going up and down the room multiple times. But he soon would have find out that walking for a whole evening in those was painful, and he soon would have begged to sit down and have some relief. As he got out of the bedroom he found James waiting for him. The glance he gave him flattered him. Those eyes, those beautiful eyes. He looked so much in love. He felt strange. Why was he feeling like that? Suddenly all his doubt and insecurities reemerged, but he couldn’t just give up. A promise is a promise after all.

He had a wonderful time that night. James had been so considerate, and funny, and romantic. Martin started to understand why he had so many troubles with girls. He never treated them with such love and consideration. He had to admit to himself that he felt like a princess that night. When they got back to the hotel after a wonderful dinner he felt so torn inside. He knew what was supposed to happen. Maybe he could have made up an excuse, sneak out and reach Jessica to the cave before everything went too far. She had discovered that according to local legends if they returned to the cave at night when the full moon was up in the sky they would have changed back to their original selves. And fortunately for them that night was a full moon night. She was probably already waiting for him there. But suddenly he felt James place his hands over his shoulders, giving him a sensual massage, and then he felt him kissing his neck. It felt good in an unsettling way. He felt him unzip his dress, which fell to his ankles, and with a flick of his fingers he freed him of his bra as well. Martin felt relieved by that. James then started to fondle his breasts, and Martin felt his crotch push against his butt, his dick slowly getting hard. He realized to his dismay that he was enjoying every second of it. It was wrong, but it felt so right! “Maybe I can stay just a little bit more. The full moon will be high in the sky for a while. There is no hurry. After all, didn’t I promise that I would have done everything to make this night go well?”

He felt so safe in James’s embrace, as he gently lead him to the bed. He made him lay on it, looking at him straight in the eyes. Those damned eyes. They were now reflecting all his lust. He stiffened as he saw him reach down with his hands to his groin, taking his panties off and then going down with his head towards his pussy, which he felt quiver with anticipation. He jolted as James started to tease his clit with the tip of his tongue, while he started rubbing his new genitals with his fingers. He felt he was getting wet. “Yes. I have to stay. Just a little bit more. A promise is a promise. This must not end.”. Strange thoughts went through his head, as he felt the pleasure build and wash over his body. It felt amazing. Maybe this was just supposed to be. Dating never felt like the thing for him, but that night had been incredible. Could it be that he was never supposed to take out girls for dates but that he was in fact the one supposed to be taken out? Maybe that was why he couldn’t find a girlfriend. All that time he may just have been waiting for his best friend. He thought about the following day. Maybe that would be the day in which James would finally propose. The thought made him smile. He then looked at the night stand, on top of which the amulet was glowing with the full moon light reflecting on it. Jessica would have had to wait for a while in that cave. Maybe she would have waited the whole night in vain. In that instant their predicament seemed to Martin the best thing that could ever happen to him.

<<I love you Jess.>> he heard James telling him form below.

He bit his lip for the pleasure.

<<I love you too James.>>.

A hard girl to date

Requested by 4alice :) Enjoy!

“God! She’s beautiful! Her bright smile, her pretty face, that hot body… she’s perfect! And not only she’s gorgeous, she’s also smart, funny, sweet, everything a guy can wish for! My dream girl. Too bad everybody keeps telling me to stay far away from her. They say that it is not worth to deal with her overprotective twin brother. But why should he care so much about who his sister dates? I mean, I can understand being protective of your sister, I imagine that being twins they must have a very strong bond. But for what I know she never dates anyone, she’s allowed to only see her female friends. This is ridiculous! She must feel so lonely. Oh how I wish I could be the guy to sweep her off her feet and give her all the love and affection she craves. Then again, why couldn’t I be that guy? I mean, if they are all so intimidated by her brother, that means I have little to no competition! So what if her brother is protective? If she likes me he will have to deal with it and stop acting like some jealous creep eventually. I fear no man! I will show her that I’m braver than all those cowards who don’t have the guts to even ask her out! That’s it, I will take my chances! What’s the worst that could happen?”

<<Really?! You… you will go out to dinner with me?>>

<<Why so surprised? Are there any reason why I should not have accepted your invitation?>>

<<N… no! Not at all! It’s just that… I mean, I’ve heard that…>>

<<Yeah, I know what they say about me. And about my brother unfortunately. Listen, I love my brother, but he is way too protective with me, and he has no right to scare all the guys away from me. I’ve literally never been on a date before! That’s insane! I at least appreciate the fact that you have found the courage to ask me out. Besides, you seem like a nice guy, and I think you also look cute. It’s just a dinner after all, that will not hurt. Don’t worry, I’ll deal with my brother!>>

<<Great! I’ll pick you up at nine then! I know the best Greek restaurant in town! You’ll see, you’re going to love it!>>

<<Ahah, okok, calm down now! I’ll see you later then.>>

<<Yes! See you later!>>

I was in seventh heaven! I felt like my heart could have exploded with joy! I got a date with my dream girl! If I played my cards well, maybe she would have become my girlfriend! I was so thrilled! Finally things seemed to start to come around for me. Unfortunately I would soon have learned why no guy had ever asked her out, and my life would have changed forever.

I had walked just a few steps when I started to feel something wrong in my stomach. Suddenly a stabbing pain made me bend over, and all the air in my lungs escaped in a muffled lament. I was shaking uncontrollably, and all my body started to feel unbearably hot. What was going on? Suddenly I heard a cracking noise, and my back, shoulder, and hips started to hurt like crazy. My clothes started to feel baggier, like they had just grown in size. No, it was I who had become smaller! I realized that I had somehow become shorter. Not only that, but I was thinner, and frailer. My sweater felt so oversized compared to my now much smaller shoulders, and my pants were falling down due to my narrower waist, only held up by my hips, which had somehow got larger. I was in total panic. What was happening?! I looked at my hands, almost covered by the oversized sleeves, and to my dismay I saw them become smaller and daintier right in front of my eyes, and my skin was changing color as well! Suddenly my chest started to hurt, and I couldn’t hold back a muffled moan, that came out of my mouth in a voice completely different from mine. It wasn’t very apparent due to my baggy clothes, but my chest was rapidly inflating, growing in several sizes. My nipples were itching like crazy, and as I brought my hands to my chest, desperately thinking I could have stopped it from inflating more if I blocked it with my hands, I felt two soft mound of flesh, and as I squeezed them almost reflexively I jolted as that sent shiver down my spine. Finally the pain shifted towards my crotch, and before I could even reach with my hands down there to see what was happening, my bulge had already disappeared, living behind a flat groin.

The pain finally stopped, and I was left in a state of complete panic. <<Help me!>> I started to yell, unsettled by my new high pitched voice. <<Somebody help me! 助けて!>>. To my surprise and distress, those last words came out of my mouth in what sounded to me just like complete gibberish. For some reason I found myself unable to speak in English. I turned around and saw her going towards the campus. I can’t say what went through my mind at that moment, I was just too scared and confused, but for some reason I felt like she could have helped me. So I ran after her, yelling and calling for her, when suddenly something else begun to change. My pants and sweater disappeared into thin air, and I felt my socks becoming longer and climbing up my new smooth legs, getting tighter and lighter. I looked down confused, and I saw them cling around my thighs and then change into fishnet stockings. Then I felt my shirt become tighter around my torso, transforming into a tank top first and then losing the straps, and the fabric changed into silk. I was now dressed in a black corset, the smooth fabric enveloping me tight and perking up my new breasts. Finally my boxer started to feel tighter as well, and quickly transformed into black panties enveloping my flat crotch. My races abruptly ended when I lost my balance and fell down, and when I looked down to understand what had caused my fall I realized that my sneakers had changed into a pair of high heels.

Stumbling over those uncomfortable shoes I was finally able to reach her. I grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around. She looked so confused. But before I could say anything she disappeared in front of my eyes, and the environment surrounding me changed. I found myself in a room I had never seen before, with a guy in front of me looking at me with a pleased expression on his face. I recognized him as her infamous twin brother, but before I could say anything he started to talk to me.

<<So you are another one of those guys that hover around my beloved sister, uh? When will you fouls learn that she’s off limit! Thankfully I have my spell protecting her from guys like you. Oh, I know what you want to say! You are sorry, and you are never going to do it again. Well, that’s for sure buddy! I hope you’ll like your new life!>>, and as he finished that sentence he disappeared as well.

The environment around me started to change again, and suddenly I found myself laying on a bed, with bright spotlights lighting up the room and flashes going off in front of me. I was able to catch a glimpse of what I understood being a photographer taking pictures of me, and I heard him talking to me in a language I had never heard before, but somehow I was able to understand him perfectly.

<<All right Juri, don’t get distracted! We’re almost done! Ok, now arch your back and try to highlight you cleavage! Give me a sexy look! Come on girl! Don’t act shy!>>

Despite my state of utter fear and confusion, I soon realized that I had become some kind of model in the middle of a photoshoot, as incredible as it sounded. All I wanted to do was scream and run away from there and try to figure out what the hell had happened to me, but for some reason I decided that the best course of action to take was to play along for the moment and do as that guy said. So I awkwardly started to follow his instruction. I was so uneasy, I felt like a piece of meat! And yet after a while I started to get more confident and enjoy myself. Hell, I would even dare to say that I was having fun!

It didn’t take long for the photoshoot to end. The photographer complimented me, and told me that I was a really promising model and that I had a guaranteed future in the modeling agency. He then playfully slapped my butt. That hurt, and I couldn’t hold back a gasp, but strangely I couldn’t bring myself to get angry at him for that cheeky gesture. On the contrary, I felt disturbingly turned on by it, and I was almost flattered by all those compliments. Still not understanding what was going on I went into the next room as he told me to do, and there I was met with the sight of a dozen other models, all dressed up in sexy lingerie. One of them approached me.

<<Hi! I’m Fumiko! What’s your name?>>

<<I… I’m Juri. I mean, I’m Juri! No wait! What’s going on?>>

For some reason I couldn’t say my name. I was well aware that my name was Julian, but for some reason I couldn’t help but think of myself as a Japanese girl named Juri. It was so confusing, and frustrating! The girl gave me a comforting look.

<<Don’t try to fight it. It’s only going to hurt you. You will never be able to tell me your actual name, nor will you able to think of yourself as anything different from Juri. Trust me, it’s better if you just give up. The sooner you’ll accept it, the easier it will be.>>

<<W… what’s happening? All… all I did was just…>>

<<Ask her out, I know. I did the same. We all did. She’s beautiful, isn’t she? I bet you wondered why nobody was asking her out. Well, plenty of other guys actually did, and they are all here now. They’re the many models of the Aqua Modeling Agency. Hana-chan there asked her out on a date in high school, while I have been here for six months now.>>

<<But… how?! How is this possible?!>>

<<We don’t really know. Some kind of spell or curse her brother casted on her sister. Basically every guy she agrees to date transforms into a Japanese girl and gets sent here to work as a model. Don’t worry though, it’s going to be difficult at first, but it is not all that bad once you have accepted it.>>

<<Accepted it? What the fuck are you talking about?! I don’t want to be a girl! I won’t take any of this bullshit!>>

<<Yeah, everybody reacts like that at first. Unfortunately you will soon find out that there’s really not much else you can do. You have been erased from reality, and you are the only one now who remembers your previous life. For anyone else you are and have always been Juri, I’m afraid. Sure, you’re free to go if you don’t want to become a model, but I must warn you, you’ll find out that you can only speak Japanese now and have no recollection of whatever skill or knowledge you had as a guy. Moreover, it’s better for you to know this right away: you like guys now. Yup, that asshole made sure that you will never be able to threaten his precious sister, so now you are nothing more than a pretty dumb model who’s really, really into guys.>>

<<I… No! That’s… that’s impossible! This is insane!>>

<<I know. You must be terrified right now. Don’t worry, it gets better after a while. The job pays pretty well, and we all have each other when we need help. We will help you adjust to your new life at first. As I said the sooner you’ll accept this, the easier it will be. Oh! Takeshi’s here! All right Juri, don’t screw this up! Remember, just do as you feel and it will all come out natural. Now go!>>

She pushed me into this empty room, where I’ve been waiting for some time now. I’m still trying to piece together all the information I’ve been flooded with in just a handful of minutes, but it all seems so crazy! And yet this is undeniably real! As real as these breasts hanging from my chest. God, this corset is so tight! I can barely breathe! Why am I here? What’s going on? Oh, a guy has just entered the room. It must be that Takeshi guy that girl told me about. But what does he want from me?

<<You must be Juri, the new girl. Yeah… you are indeed quite beautiful. And they’ve told me you did great at the photoshoot. My agency could use another model, especially one as gorgeous as you are. But first, I will have to assess your skills and attributes first hand.>>

My skills? What is he talking about? What does this creep want from me? Why… why is he unbuttoning his pants?

Good girl

The first request I have ever done on OTGC (originally requested by Qwerty920), and to this day my most popular post there :) I hope you'll like it ;)

<<I’m not sure. Do you really think these suit me? Aren’t they too big?>> giggled the blonde girl while fondling her breasts.

<<Of course they do, sweety! You look great! In fact I think you would look even better if they were even bigger. Don’t you agree?>> said the guy, and as he finished that sentence the ring he was wearing on his left hand glowed with a strange light.

The girl’s eyes were fixated on that strange ring.

<<I… I guess you’re right honey!>> she said smiling, and suddenly her chest grew another size, squeezed in her pink skimpy dress.
<<Wonderful! Now I think we have to do other adjustments. After all you will need some thick and wide hips to compliment those knockers, won’t you?>>. The ring glowed again.
<<Y… Yeah! You’re right!>> stuttered the girl, trying to resist that hypnotic light. She suddenly felt her hips widen, swaying outwards, inflating to almost ridiculous proportions like a balloon.
<<Perfect! You look stunning! You really make a gorgeous slut now!>> cheered the guy. The girl giggled to those words.

“Why is this happening?! I don’t want this!” thought Connor, barely able to think straight. He felt too dazed to fully process all the changes he went through. The long blonde hair brushing his shoulders, his muscles shrank into a frail feminine figure, those huge tits hanging from his chest barely contained by the revealing outfit he was now wearing, the feeling of a pussy between his now long and smooth legs. He was striving to stay focused, feeling like his consciousness could fade any second now.

<<Stop giving me that sad look Connor! It’s not like you didn’t have this coming to you. You can only blame yourself and your arrogance for this. Despite saying you were my friend you never really supported me in anything and kept me in your shadow since we were little kids. You enjoyed feeling superior to me, being better at school, at sports, and with girls. Well, now I have my revenge! Thanks to this ring now I can have whatever I want! At first I planned to use it to steal your girlfriend and everything you hold dear, but I think that making you my obedient slutty girlfriend is a hell of a lot better!>> said the guy with a triumphant grin on his face.
Connor wanted to say something, to make his friend reason, but all he could do was remain there with a dumb smile on his face, able to only giggle every now and then.
<<Now that you look perfect why don’t we have some fun?>> smirked the guy.

Connor stood there terrified.

<<Why don’t you get on your knees and give me one of those blowjobs you’re so good at? After all, you love sucking dicks now, don’t you?>>. The ring glowed.
<<Y… Yes! I love your cock honey!>> and against his will Connor found himself kneeling down in front of his friend, giggling one more time as he took out his dick with his new petite hands. He looked up to him, feeling forced to smile, and he wrapped his luscious lips around his cock, starting to bob his head back and forth, taking it inside his mouth up to the back of his throat. He felt so uncomfortable with his bare knees on the hard floor, and pubic hair all over his tongue. The taste… the smell… it was disgusting but he couldn’t stop.

As he looked up once again he saw his friend smiling down to him with a malicious look on his face. He wanted to scream, but all he could do was keep sucking. And as the ring kept glowing, he felt his mind slowly fade away.
<<Good girl... Good girl…>>

It's my life

So hot! What a waste. Mia’s younger sister is such a hot girl. I would totally cheat on my girlfriend with her. It’s amazing, the pregnancy didn’t damage her beauty in the slightest. In fact I’d say it made her even more attractive. It’s such a shame that such a stunning girl had to ruin her life becoming your average teen mom. I guess it’s true that you can’t be both beautiful and smart, and sure enough she ended up screwing her life over. At least her son looks happy, and her new boyfriend seems fine. Kind of a jock, sure, but at least he seems good with the kid. Damn, this dinner is getting awkward! I can feel Mia’s glacial stare on me every time I check out her hot sister. I hope this evening comes to an end soon, I can’t handle all this embarrassment.

Oh great! Now that little pest wants to play with me. So annoying. I hate kids! What’s that? You have something for me? What is it, some toy? Wait, these… these are… panties! What the… where did you take these? Your mom told you to bring them to me? What the hell does this mean? Danni is looking at me, and she just winked at me. Is she hitting on me? Well, this is surprising, but I can’t say I mind it. However both her boyfriend and my girlfriend are here, what does she have in mind? Well, I’ll have to have a word with her later. But first I have to get to the bathroom, all this wine is starting to affect me.

This evening is turning out much more interesting than I thought. What should I do now? I surely can’t just approach Danni with Mia on the watch, but I can’t let the chance to have sex with her just slip away either. Those panties… what an upfront gesture. What even were them, a thong? Let me check them out one more time. Where… where are them? I had them in my pocket just a moment ago! They can’t have disappeared. What… what’s this feeling? I feel something running up my butt crack, and my dick suddenly feels so tight in my pants. What the fuck! I’m wearing panties! These… these are the panties she gave me. But why am I wearing them? It’s like they just have materialized there. What’s going on?

What’s this feeling now? Suddenly this thong doesn’t feel so constrictive. I feel my dick tingling, and… holy shit! It’s shrinking! It’s like my bulge is disappearing! What the hell! It’s gone! Wh… Ouch! It hurts! Something happening down there. Oh god! I… I… I have a pussy! Oh fuck! Oh shit! What’s happening to me? Shit, now my chest is tingling. It feels like it’s swelling under my shirt. My nipples are itching, and it feels like my skin is stretching. Oh no! It’s inflating! I’m growing breasts! This can’t be happening! What’s going on? My reflection… I look completely different. My beard is gone, and my hair have grown. My face… it looks just like Danni’s! I’m transforming into her! Ouch! My bellybutton! Her piercing has appeared there, and I also have her tattoo now. My voice… *Caugh!* I… I sound like her. Oh god make this stop!
It looks like my transformation has stopped now. I look just like Danni. A perfect copy. We could be twins. Oh god, what now? My clothes are changing too. My pants are merging together and turning into a skirt, and now they’re getting shorter, I can see more and more of my new smooth legs. My shirt has changed too. It’s a tank top now, and what’s this below it? Oh fuck, it’s a bra! What the hell is going on? What can have caused this?

Someone’s knocking at the door! Shit, I haven’t locked it! I can’t let someone see me like this! I have to… Oh no! It’s Danni’s boyfriend! What the hell does he want? Why is he looking at me that way? Oh no, now I get it! To him I look just like Danni! Don’t tell me he’s going to… he can’t! I mean, there are all the others waiting downstairs! He cant’s just get close to me and grab me by the shoulder! He can’t start to kiss me, forcing his tongue in my mouth! He can’t strip me of my clothes and then get naked himself! He can’t start to run his fingers over my pussy, rubbing my clit and getting me all wet and aroused! He can’t just pull me up with his strong arms and place me over the sink with my legs wide open! He can’t whip out his hard cock and then push it inside my eager pussy, starting to pound it while he looks at me straight in the eyes! He can’t! I have to stop this! This has to stop… this… Oooh god! Don’t stop!

I… I must have blacked out. Where am I? Why am I naked? My pussy feels so soar! This… this is the bathroom, and Chad is here too getting dressed. Oh, now I remember. We came here to have some intimacy. God, that was great! I can’t tell how much I needed a good fuck, that little brat is always draining me of all my energies. That was sooo good! Chad’s such a stud! I wish I could just stay here and have a second round instead of having to get back to the living room and join the others. I can’t stand my sister’s judgmental stares! She thinks she’s better than me only because she didn’t make my mistake and got pregnant at an early age, but who is she to judge?! My son is no mistake, and Chad will be a wonderful father for him! God, not to mention that Rich guy. He’s constantly checking me out. What does he think he’s doing? His girlfriend is right beside of him! What, does he think that because I did some questionable things in the past I am willing to throw myself at him like I’m some kind of slut? God, I hate them all! Sometimes I wish I could just let them know how hard it is to be in my situation. If only I could make them walk a mile in my shoes… that would teach them! Unfortunately there’s no way that can ever happen. Whatever! I don’t care what they might think! It’s my life after all, not theirs!

I'm a man

Alex paid the babysitter and closed the door behind him. He sighed with relief. "Home finally!". He couldn't take it anymore. He had to get out of that stupid suit. He hated dressing sharply. But really, the reason he wanted to get back home as soon as possible was to finally have some intimacy with his wife Linda. As he was unbuttoning the top of his shirt finally getting some breath he watched her emptying her purse on the dinner table. She was so sexy in that red dress. He was running his eyes up and down her slender body. Her smooth and bright skin. Those legs that never ended. Her firm ass. He was a lucky man. The pregnancy had little to no consequences on her figure. She was still as sexy as the day they got married.

She was still acting distant though, quietly turned away from him. What was wrong with her lately? She acted so cold for the whole week, barely speaking, and going about her day like a ghost. The worst thing was that she refused to have sex with him. At first she just said that she was tired from work, or because of the baby. Fair enough. Then she rejected him saying she was on her period, which he knew was total bullshit. He knew his wife well. What was going on? Did she have an affair? Impossible! He knew that that couldn't be. They have been happily married for two years. They just had a beautiful healthy boy. The sex had always been amazing between them. Then what had changed in her? He organized that date expressly to put an end to this whole thing. The roses, the dinner… Maybe he did something wrong. Maybe he had to make up for something. Women can be so fickle at times after all. And they really had a great time that evening. God she was beautiful. But she started to act strangely again as soon as they got in the car to get back home. "Whatever!" he thought. "This ends now! There's no way I’ll get turned down one more time!". And so he hugged her from behind and reached to kiss her neck. Alex couldn't possibly know what had actually happened. He couldn't know that for the last week he shared the bed with someone who wasn't actually his beloved wife. He couldn't know that the person in front of him was actually his best friend Richard, trapped in Linda’s.

It all happened last Sunday. Richard really didn't want to join his friends for that BBQ. Sure, he appreciated their kindness. He was glad he had such considerate friends that despite having recently had a baby kept inviting him out, since they knew how lonely he could get in his empty bachelor’s apartment, especially on weekends. But this time he just didn't want to spend another day with them. It was only after the insistence of Linda that he finally gave up and accepted the invitation. Now he regretted he didn't trust his instinct that time. There was much more he regretted too. He regretted getting out for a walk the day prior just to kill the boredom. He regretted going precisely in that part of the town where he found a flea market with all sorts of weird objects and artifacts. He regretted buying that odd medallion from that strange looking woman. He regretted wearing it that afternoon at his friends’ house.

While Alex was grilling the burgers, he went inside to help Linda carry the salad to the table in the garden, but as soon as their hands met when she passed him the salad bowl there was a sudden bright flash, and he felt like he blacked out for an instant. The sound of the bowl crashing on the floor returned both of them to their senses, as they found themselves looking confused at their own bodies. At first they both panicked. Richard felt Linda’s long curls brushing on her neck and shoulders, the fresh summer breeze blowing on her bare legs, a pair of big breasts wiggling on her chest as he fidgeted in panic, and a voice that wasn't his own coming out of his throat.

Somehow they managed to not get Alex’s attention, who was still outside occupied with the steaks. Linda, now trapped in Richard's body, was the first to collect herself, and tried to calm down her friend who was still shaking. For some reason they had switched bodies, and it probably was Richard's medallion at fault, given how it was now glowing with a strange red light. This was beyond imagination, but she decided that just for the duration of the lunch they had to act like everything was normal, and not make Alex suspect anything. Richard didn't agree at first. He wanted to scream! To get the away from there! He wanted his body back! But eventually he accepted to do as Linda said. He always did as the others told him. That was probably one of the reasons why he couldn't get a girlfriend.

So they headed outside, had lunch as if nothing happened, and later that evening they met in secret to discuss their predicament. They had to find out what that medallion was, and how to change back. But the artifact now looked like a common piece of jewelry, and despite how much they tried they couldn't get it to work again. They would have to research it. Linda would have to do so at least. The most important thing for her was that her husband didn’t find out anything about all that. Richard had to live Linda's life for a while without raising any suspicion that something was off.

Richard had to reluctantly agree to that. And so for the past week he did everything he had to. He managed to go to Linda's part-time job without getting her fired or screwing anything up. He took care of their child. He managed the home. Everything. But one thing he just couldn't do was having sex with Alex. It had been hard for him to avoid him. He knew his best friend well, he couldn't go maybe a day without having sex. And he was in fact constantly caressing him, and groping him, and kissing him. But he just couldn't do that. He kept coming up with excuses, but for how long could that go on? Linda still hadn’t find out anything useful about the medallion, and a week had already passed!

Then came that night. Alex came home from work with a bouquet of red roses, and told him he was taking her for a night out. Richard found himself flattered as much as scared. How could he go out on a date with his childhood friend? But he couldn't turn him down. They would end up arguing for sure, and god knows what Linda could do while in his body if he ended up screwing up her happy marriage. So agreed to go. He slipped into a red dress he found in the closet, put on some makeup as best as he could and got in the car with Alex to get to the restaurant. It was hard. The heels he was wearing hurt like crazy. His breasts just didn't stay in place, popping out of the dress every time he moved too abruptly (he regretted not having learned how to put on a bra). And the panties he was wearing felt more uncomfortable than usual. But it was also a lovely evening. Alex was so kind and considerate. A true gentleman. He treated him like a queen. Despite how strange it all felt he could swear that he had smiled wholeheartedly for the whole evening. But now that they were back at home he became melancholic again. Soon he would have had to go upstairs and spend another night in the same bed as Alex. How could he refuse his avances again after an evening like that?

Suddenly he felt one of Alex's arms holding him tight by the waist, his crotch pressing against his butt, while his other hand was brushing his hair away from his shoulder to kiss him on the neck.
<<W... Wait!>> he stuttered, quivering under Alex's caresses.
<<Come on honey!>> whispered Alex into his ear. <<I want you!>> he said licking it. Why did it felt so good?
<<T... The baby could wake up! Just wait a second!>>.
<<The baby will be fine. This is our special evening. And I wanna do that special thing to you.>>

He was groping his tits, now hanging out from the dress. Linda had just recently stopped breastfeeding their kid. They were so sensitive. Just touching them sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. And Alex knew that very well. He knew how to make his wife melt. He reached with his hand under her dress, between her legs, heading straight towards her pussy. As he started rubbing it over her panties Richard felt a warm sensation rise from there. He was getting wet! He started to pant, letting out muffled moans. Alex turned his wife around and kissed her passionately, forcing his tongue into her mouth and twisting and turning it inside. He then went down with his head to her tits, and started licking and biting her hardened nipples, while reaching with his hand under her panties and starting rubbing her clit. Richard's breath was now heavy, and he was staring down at Alex with his eyes wide open and his mouth agape, feeling his legs getting weaker and weaker as waves of pleasure washed upon his body.

This was too much! He couldn't let this happen!

"I can't let myself think that this feels good! I'm a man!".
Then Alex raised his head and looked Richard straight in the eyes, grinning.
He turned him around, and made him lay on the dinner table, powerless.
He pulled down his wife's panties and moved her dress aside, while keeping rubbing her wet cunt. He unzipped his pants and took out his fully erect throbbing cock. God he had waited for this for so long now.
Richard was gasping now, both for the pleasure he was feeling and for the utter fear that was taking control of him.
"This can't be happening! I can't let this happen!".
Then he felt it.
His friend's dick entered his vagina. As it dug its way inside, his back arched and his teeth grinded. He shut his eyes unable to think, feeling that shaft getting deeper and deeper inside of him.
Then it started. He felt it going back and forth smoothly, faster and faster. He tried to focus, striving to keep himself from letting out moans and cries of pleasure, panting rhythmically as Alex's penis was reaching up to his cervix. It was amazing! His legs went numb, and he bit his luscious lip feeling the taste of lipstick in his mouth.
"Nonono! This can't be!"
Harder... Faster...
"I'm a man! I'm a man! I'm a man! I'm a man!"
<<Oooh... Don't stop Alex!>>

Ejoying the night

A special request for my friend Marti :) Enjoy!

Well, who would have guessed it? Turns out I’m actually enjoying this party way more than I would ever have imagined. All those drinks are finally helping me loosening up, and even the music doesn’t seem so loud and annoying. In fact I’m finding it very catchy and enjoyable. It makes me want to dance, and shake my butt. My new, firm butt. It looks so good in this tight dress and with these heels perking it up. Not to mention my rack. It’s breathtaking! I’m gorgeous! This is so incredible that I still can’t help but think that I’m somehow on drugs and this is all some crazy hallucination. But no, that can’t be the case. These tits are definitely real, as are my new toned legs, and my beautiful face, and the feeling of my panties tightly wrapping my empty crotch is no hallucination either. I’m a girl!

Pardon? Yeah sure, I’ll have another drink. Of course we can get on the dance floor after that. Just don’t get any wrong idea, I’m not that easy. Tehee! This is such fun! This is already the third guy that offers me a drink. They are literally drooling over my new hot body, and I love to flirt with them. I don’t know for how much my transformation will last, but as long as it does I’ll take advantage of it and have some fun, as well as get back some of the many drinks I have offered in vain to girls in the course of many years. Now I get why girls seem to enjoy themselves so much teasing us guys. This is so amusing!

Well, out of all the guys that have been hitting on me tonight this is definitely the best looking. Check out those pecs, and those muscular biceps. This dude really works out! Even his butt looks very nice. I wonder what he’s packing down there. Wait! What am I thinking?! Oh god, I feel so tipsy. I guess this new petite body of mine simply doesn’t handle alcohol very well. I should be careful, I fear that if I don’t contain myself I may end up doing something foolish. And..? Why would that be a problem? I mean, this isn’t even the real me. I’m simply messing around a little bit, just some innocent fun. What’s the worst that could happen?

And to think that I didn’t even want to come here. When James’s brother suggested to get to the club to continue the night instead of calling a stripper for the bachelor party I was pretty much against it. I never really liked going clubbing that much, I always feel out of place. The loud music, the crowded dancefloor, and all those girls I have never had much luck with. As soon I got here I just went straight to the bar and started ordering one drink after the other. I was already getting kind of hammered when the bartender must have noticed my bad mood. I don’t even know what went through my mind when I accepted the drink he offered me. I couldn’t help but think that there must have been something fishy with him handing out free drinks, but to be honest I didn’t really care that much. Even the fact that it looked like one of those pink, very girly drinks didn’t stop me. It tasted soo sweet. I chugged it up, but didn’t feel anything strange at first. Only after some time I started to feel groggy, and then I felt that pleasurable tingling sensation all over my body. It was only when I decided to finally leave the bar and join the others that I realized that something was off. I almost fell on my face when I stumbled over the stiletto heels I was now wearing, and when I looked down and saw my new rack and my sexy figure tightly enveloped in a skimpy dress I had my heart in my throat. I was literally shaking for the surprise and confusion, and when I looked into a mirror and saw a gorgeous blonde staring back at me with eyes wide open I almost screamed. I turned around and saw the bartender looking at me with a satisfied look on his face. He just winked at me, and then I realized that this was all his doing. But I also realized to my surprise that I didn’t mind this at all. In fact I was so thrilled!

And so here I am. I don’t know how that drink changed me, nor do I know if this is supposed to be just a temporary thing. But to be honest I don’t care. I’m just so excited! What’s that? Sure, I would love to get somewhere more intimate. What about your place? Yeah, go pick the car, I’ll be waiting for you outside. Wait! What am I doing? I… I can’t just get away with this guy, can I? I mean, clearly there is only one way this night can continue if I go to his place. Do I really want to go that far? And why the hell not?! It’s not every day that you get to experience something like this. If this is only a temporary thing I don’t want to regret not having gone all the way, and if I’m going to be a girl forever… well, sooner or later I will have to do it, so why not tonight? To be honest I’m just too drunk right now to think about the consequences. I wonder if what the guys are going to think. I have disappeared for hours now. Maybe they think I got lucky with some chick, or most likely they just think that I have gone home since I wasn’t having fun. I will have some crazy explanation to do tomorrow, that’s for sure. It’s funny, I was kind of mad at James for having chosen his brother as his best man instead of me, but now I guess that if I’m going to be a girl forever I would not have fitted the role very well.

Swapped and confused

It was all so sudden.

It seemed like just another regular day for Mark. He had just got out of his office and as usual he headed to the market on the way to his home to catch something to eat for dinner. Most of the time he really didn’t mind being a 29 years old bachelor, but having to often resort to pre-baked meals to eat alone for dinner made him feel quite depressed. Plus it had been maybe months since he last got laid, and it was getting really frustrating for him. He craved for a good fuck. Then it happened.

It was so quick, almost like a blink of the eye. One moment Mark was putting again on the aisle one of those disgusting hungry-man meals he felt too bad to actually buy. And the next moment he found himself in a room, on a bed, looking at some bed sheets he was holding tight in his hands. The different location wasn’t the only thing that plummeted him in a state of total shock and confusion. He was suddenly overwhelmed by a slew of sensations and feelings that left him completely dazed. He felt sweat running on his forehead and on the back of his neck. A old breeze coming from an open window to his left that made his naked body shiver. The sound of two voices panting and moaning with pleasure. But most of all he felt his body stiffen rhythmically as waves of pleasure went through it, his breath getting heavier and heavier, as he felt like he was burning inside. He never felt anything like that before.

He arched his back and leaned his head forward overwhelmed by it all, which made locks of long, black air fall in front of his eyesight. He just now started to realize what was going on, as he felt two hand holding him from the hips, and noticed that that feminine moan of fatigue and pleasure he was hearing was actually coming from him. He noticed his petite hands with nail polish holding tight the sheets. He sensed a pair of breasts swinging back and forth on his chest. He could clearly feel something stiff going rhythmically in and outside what could only be a cunt, as its pace was getting faster and faster. It felt Amazing.

But how could that be? What was going on? How did he end up like that? He wanted to let out a frightened scream, but all that came out of his mouth were cries of ecstasy. He tried to get out of that but he felt just so powerless. And as he felt the humping getting even faster and heard the guy by whom he was being fucked emit a muffled mutter he felt something warm being shot inside of him.

Just like it started, it all suddenly ended. He collapsed on the bed, shivering, as did the guy that now was leaning belly up by his left. He looked at him. He seemed like a guy in his early 20s, his young and healthy body covered in sweat, a tired but satisfied expression on his face. He wanted to say something, to get up and get the hell out of there, but he felt so tired and he was still trying to regain control of his breath, so he just remained there, dumbfounded, with his mouth ajar. As the guy turned towards him with a bright smile on his face their eyes met. <<C’était super mon amour.>> he said, leaning towards his face and giving him a tender kiss to which he didn’t respond.

Just as he was about to say something a commotion outside of the window got the attention of both of them. They heard a loud crash outside, alarms going off in the distance, and screams of terror all around. The guy quickly got up to go see what was happening, while mark turned on his back and looked down at his body. He was shaking as he stared at his slim hands and arms, his slender figure, his smooth skin, his full hips and his round breasts, on top of which two large nipples were standing hardened. He lightly touched them, which sent a shiver down his spine. Then his attention shifted towards his crotch, where he saw a shaved vagina with small drops of semen dripping out of it. He felt the wetness between his legs, and sensed the soreness of his new genitals. Somehow he was now a girl, and he had just been fucked for good. But how? How could that possibly be?

As he would find out later on, he was one of the many victims of the Great Shift. Across the whole world millions and millions of people switched bodies at the same time. The world was thrown into chaos and mayhem. Pedestrians suddenly found themselves driving some car in unknown roads, people going peacefully about their normal day were shifted into warzones in the middle-east, parents found themselves trapped in the bodies of their newborn children, and healthy people ended up as terminal patients on their death beds. And Mark had switched body with a young 20 years old girl in France, in the middle of a sexual intercourse with her boyfriend, who remained unaffected by the event. Mark would have had a lot to get used to in the following weeks, as would have most of the world. But for now there was only the confusion, the fear. And the pleasure.