The travelling stone - Part 0

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Sisterly love

“How? How did I end up like this? Please somebody get me out of this!”

<<How do you like it sis? Doesn’t if feel amazing?>>

“I can’t even answer her. I don’t have the energy to do so. Plus I’ve spent the last hour calling them both all the names I could think of. What use would it be to tell her to go fuck herself one more time?”

<<O… Ow!>>

“Goddammit! Why does he have to go so rough?! It hurts!

I… I feel powerless. I can’t fight back. But I can’t just stay here and do nothing while this asshole keeps fucking me!”

<<Why don’t you go a little harder honey? I think she’s ready for some rougher action.>>.

<<N… No! Wait! Ooooh!>>

“I can hear him laughing and grunting behind me. This is disgusting. I feel his cock going in and outside of me faster and faster. I… I can’t even breathe!

This is insane! How could she do this to me? To her own Brother?

Sure, I may not have been the best of brothers, or the most supportive one, especially with her choices in boyfriends. I guess I could have been more tolerant, kinder to them. But how could I just have let her do whatever she wanted? She’s my little sister after all, I have to protect her. I want the best for her, and this asshole certainly isn’t good enough for her.

When I found both of them waiting for me in my bedroom I didn’t know what to think. They were just sitting there, smirking. Then they blew that strange powder in my face and I think I must have lost my senses. I don’t know for how much I’ve been unconscious, but it must have been a while, since they had the time to dress me up in this lingerie and tie me to a chair. I felt so dizzy. It took me a while to even realize that they had changed me into a girl. It feels so strange. These long blonde hair, my new frail figure, my soft skin bruising against the fabric of the lingerie, these two things on my chest that keep swaying back and forth with every thrust. My pussy! It feels warm, and sore!

At first they just made me watch as they fucked on my bed. They said that I had to watch till the end, or they would have left me like this. Then when they finished they came towards me, and started to play with me. They kissed me, and caressed me, and fondled my tits, and pinched my nipples, and rubbed my pussy. I wanted to scream when I realized I was getting wet but I could only moan. It felt so humiliating to realize that I was actually enjoying it.

He then forced me to take his cock in my mouth. I can still smell it. So sweaty. I still feel pubic hair in my mouth. I can still taste his cum. He held me by my hair as he throat-fucked me. It hurt. I was gagging on that thing. I wanted to throw up. The way he was smiling down at me… I felt like crying. I could still cry. Then he erupted into my mouth with his load. It tasted awful, but even worse was its stench filling my nostrils. <<Now swallow it you slut!>> And so I did. What choice did I even have? I’m still not sure how they changed me. My only hope to go back to be me is to do as they tell me. So I swallowed his load subservient. Just thinking about it makes me want to throw up.

But that wasn’t still enough for them. As soon as he was able to get horny again they dragged me to the bed and made be bend over. It was painful to feel his dick penetrating me. It still is kinda painful. I had no idea he was so well equipped. I feel like he could tear me apart! But why? Why?! Why does it have to feel so good?!”

<<Oh my God honey! I think she’s actually enjoying it!>>

“I hate you sis! I hate you so much! How could you do this to me?!”

Brotherly love

I just did what every brother would have done. I guess every brother would have done it at least. I mean, what can you do when you see your little brother getting more depressed and miserable month after month because he can’t get a girlfriend and finally lose his virginity? Hell it had almost become a personal matter. I mean, it is kind of disappointing to have a brother so inept that he can’t even find a girl for a quick fuck. I guess he just lacked the confidence to do so, and I may have played a role into making him so insecure. I may have mocked him one or two times, but what can I say? We have always been just so different.

I guess this makes up for all those times I made fun of him. In fact now I feel more like a fool than ever. I should have just asked one of my female friends to have sex with him, but they would probably have turned him down. They always go on about how ugly he is, or what a looser he is. They may have changed their mind if they knew how huge is dick is. Hell, it’s bigger than mine, it is kind of humiliating.

Anyway popping one of those gender-change pills I had heard so much about recently just seemed like the best solution. If I wanted to really help him I might as well just take it all on myself. I have to say, I turned out pretty attractive as a girl. In fact, when I got my makeup done and slipped into a skimpy dress I was really hot. My brother couldn’t wish for anything better for his first time.

I obviously was pretty tense, if not disturbed, when I approached him at the party. Flirting with a guy was already unsettling, but doing it with my own brother was just way too creepy. I think I did well nonetheless. I reduced him to a babbling idiot in a matter of minutes, just with a couple of alluding sentences and a couple of winks and caresses. Hell, no wonder he can’t get a girlfriend, he’s just so clumsy and awkward.

I was surprised by how confident he suddenly got when we finally got to the bedroom. He had become so impatient, even kind of rough. He almost tore my dress off of me. I have to admit I got pretty aroused by that sudden confidence, which was good, since I was pretty concerned about whether or not I could have actually got through that.

What followed was amazing. I had planned to just ride him for a couple of minutes until he came and then to get away from there and go back to being myself. But instead it was he who ended up dominating me. He bent me over, held me still and slipped his huge shaft inside of me. It cut my breath instantly, and I could barely feel my limbs as it started to dig its way inside of me. Never would I have imagined that sex as a girl would have felt that incredible. The only thing who got me back to my senses was him pulling my hair as he started to fuck me faster and harder. I didn’t plan to become his fuck-toy, but soon enough all I could do was moan, and cry and pant. I think I may have even begged him for more at a certain point. It didn’t felt as unsettling as it does now back then.

In the end I didn’t even leave. I just laid there on the bed exhausted, and fell asleep in his embrace. The sex had been amazing, but now that he was there hugging me from behind, cuddling me and kissing my ear… he was just so cute. He seemed so grateful for what had just happened. I was just too tired to think of getting away as I planned anyway, so I just basked in that tender embrace. I actually panicked when I woke up a few hours later and realized what had happened. Fortunately he was just as tired as I was and didn’t even noticed me gathering my stuff and getting out of the house and back to my place.

In the morning he wrote me about what had happened the previous night. He was just so thrilled, I couldn’t help but smile about it. In the end I really did well. But I’m not sure whether or not I should end it here. After all he may think that he wasn’t good enough if the girl he had spent the best night of his life with doesn’t look for him ever again, and I have still a bunch of those pills left. Becoming his girlfriend is definitely a little bit too much, but it can’t be bad to just see him a couple of times more as a girl and boost his confidence a bit. It’s not like I won’t enjoy it just as much as him, even though the thought of actually starting to date my brother is pretty fucked up. But it won’t be for long, I will just find a way to dump him without making him feel too bad. Yeah, this will work out just fine. I should get a different telephone before that. He will need a mean to contact me after all. Maybe I will get him to send some dick picks. I still can’t believe how huge it was, and they will help me getting myself off when I will start to explore my female body. I don’t want him to catch me unprepared again after all. I must make it clear that I won’t be the submissive one.

Motherly love

Well, here I am. Can’t say I love this, but I did what it had to be done. You shouldn’t judge me, I bet that you would have done just the same if you were in my situation. And if you wouldn’t have done it, then that means that I’m just braver than you. It takes courage to do something like this. To give up your masculinity, your gender, and your whole identity and to take on your back the miraculous burden of maternity.

I know that it may seem a lot to go through. Hell, it is a lot to go through! But you have to understand me, we were desperate. When the doctors told us that my wife would have never been able to give birth we were shattered, completely destroyed by that news. We tried to go on with our lives despite of that, but we just couldn’t. Our whole marriage was at stake and my wife almost got depression. Something had to be done. So we took desperate measures.

It is incredible what you become willing to believe in when you are desperate. Silly things like magic and sorcery become immediately a lot more plausible when you have nothing else left. And when that witch offered us her help we accepted it. Everything to have a kid. But in order to get what we wanted, I had to give up my manhood. That’s right, in order for us to achieve our dream of having a child, I should have become the mother. Maybe you can imagine the million thoughts that went through my head when I heard what the conditions were. Disbelief, denial, anger, you name it. I doubt it exists someone who can just accept something like that easily, and I won’t lie, many times I thought of leaving my wife to avoid that. But in the end I realized that if that was the only way, it was my duty to do so. I admit that I was very happy when my wife decided to transform as well, in order to share my burden as much as she could. Plus that way she could have been the father, instead of relying on sperm donation for our kid. So we sealed the deal with the witch, I became a woman, and my wife became my husband.

I can’t put in words how incredible it was when we made love for the first time, how strange it felt when she shoot her load inside of my womb, knowing that that may have been the seed of a future life that would have grown inside of me. And to this day I can’t describe how incredible it feels to have a little creature moving inside my belly. There’s something alive inside of me. It is magical. Only who has already been through it can understand. So yeah, you can’t judge me for what I have done. You can’t understand what I have and currently am going through. Or maybe you can? Not literally maybe, but perhaps you can empathize with me, understand why I did what I’ve done. And maybe, as I keep thinking about the baby kicking and moving inside of me, about the day I will eventually give birth to him, about all the love and affection I want to give him, maybe you can understand why the more the time passes, the more I don’t want to ever give up my new life and be a mother and a wife for the rest of my life.

Fatherly love

Today I will post a "conceptual" series revolving around the theme of family love! I hope you'll like it :)

Family is the most important thing. That’s what I’ve been taught and that’s the way I live. I live for my children, and there’s nothing I would not do for them. That was true also for my wife Stacy, until one day she dumped me. Apparently she wasn’t satisfied with me as a husband, she said that I didn’t gave her enough attentions and that I didn’t make her happy. She asked for divorce and she got it, as well as the house and worse of all the custody of our two kids, Tom and Alexis.

I was destroyed. I had lost everything I ever loved, and now that bitch had already found a new boyfriend and was trying to cut me out of our kid’s lives. I just saw them in the weekends, and even though I was doing my best I could feel we were growing apart. It was just a matter of time. Eventually they would have started calling the other guy “dad”, and I would have ended up being just like a stranger for them. I could not allow it. I had to do something!

Desperate times call for desperate measures, and I took desperate measures indeed. The spell would have let me possess anyone I wanted for as long as 8 hours, the only condition was that I had something belonging to the target to act as a catalyst. That was the reason why I decided to possess Stacy, it was just easier for me to find something belonging to her compared to something belonging to her new lover. Beside I didn’t want that bastard to receive all the affection I would have got from my kids when I would have been able to embrace them again. No, I couldn’t risk making him more beloved by the children, I would have seen them again as their mother, and that way I may have even portrayed me in a better light while spending time with them. So I casted the spell, eager to see their gleeful smiles once again and embrace and kiss them and give them all my love.

They say timing is everything, and that first time I admittedly had pretty bad timing. How could I have imagined that I would have possessed her while she was… busy? When I opened my eyes for the first time in her body, I was laying on the bed while in front of me Stacy’s lover had just jumped out of his pants with a hard, on ready to start pounding my throbbing eager pussy. It was so weird to come back to my senses only to find myself aroused and wet, and my new female body felt so alien. I couldn’t even get a grip of it and stretch my new petite arms before he was above me already poking my new female parts with the tip of his cock, and despite my mind wanted to push him away, I could tell that my body was more than ready to welcome that shaft.

Sure, maybe I could have just scorned him and avoid that frankly mortifying situation. I mean, he was my rival both for the love of my ex-wife and my kids after all, getting fucked by him was certainly the last thing I would have wanted. But I didn’t want to start my 8 hours right away with an argument, wasting precious time, and to be honest at the moment I was pretty confused and scared, definitely not the best situation to act rationally. So I just remained there baffled and as his cock entered my throbbing hole, stretching my insides, I could just moan like a submissive girl, experiencing for the first time pleasure as a woman. God that felt good!

After the first few thrusts however I got a grip and took the situation again in my hands. It was just too unsettling to remain there with my legs wide open or, even worse, voluptuously wrapped around him as he kept humping me while panting and grunting in front of my face and occasionally kissing and biting my neck. No, I would not have taken it any longer. If I was going to do it, it was going to be my way. So I collected all the strength that my new petite body allowed and I rolled over getting on top, assuming the dominant role. Then I turned around and sat on his dick, so I would not have had to look at him in the eyes. My breath was cut as it slipped inside of me once again, and I could barely feel my limbs by that point. But nonetheless I managed to start going up and down with my plump ass, riding that cock like a cowgirl. It was still kind of humiliating, but at least I didn’t have to keep seeing his shit-eating grin. I tried to imagine it as just a dildo, and for the most part that helped, at least when he was not grabbing my hips to push his dick deeper and deeper inside of me.

I was about to reach climax when I felt his cock start to pulsate, and soon enough I felt his warm load being shot inside of me. Only then I realized that he wasn’t wearing any protection. Was Stacy taking the pill? That didn’t matter anyway. The important thing was that it was all over now, just like I wanted, even though I couldn’t deny that I was really enjoying it and that I would not have minded for it to last just a little bit longer. Anyway, I was about to jump out of the bed to immediately take a shower and wash away all the sweat (and all my shame), but my legs were just so numb, and my pussy so soar. In the end I had to lay down and rest a little bit. God how embarrassed I was when he tenderly embraced me and started to kiss me telling how good it was. I started to think that maybe it wasn’t worth it.

But that was just a moment. About an hour later when I had finally taken a shower and was all charged up again, I finally saw them. Oh I can’t describe the joy I felt the moment I laid my eyes on them. Alexis was so cute with her blonde curls, and my little boy Tom was just as cheerful and happy as I always remembered him. It was so good to finally spend some time with them. I basked in that joy for what felt like an eternity. What was I even thinking? Of course it was worth it!

Eventually my time ran out and I got back to my body, but now I knew that things would have turned out well. To this day I keep using the spell to possess my wife and see my kids. It is still quite unsettling to make love to that man every once in a while, but when I want to stay with the kids as much as possible I just finish him off right away with a blowjob and then get back to business. I know this may sound even worse but it works, so it doesn’t matter. Besides, now I get to be both a father and a mother for my little angels. I keep seeing them as myself while still being there for the most important moments of their lives as their mother. It’s strange, but it is great.

By the way, turns out Stacy wasn’t taking any kind of protection either. One day I jumped into her body and I found her pregnant. So now they are going to have a child on their own? How will things change when that will happen? I try not to think about that for now, even though it is quite unsettling to experience what a pregnant woman has to go through. By now she has developed quite a belly, and it is becoming increasingly hard and tiring to stay with the kids. At least now I have much less sex than before, even though, and maybe it’s just the fucked up hormones talking, I’m discovering to my dismay that I kind of miss it.

The old switcharoo

Originally requested by Lfr1106 :)

<<Fuck! Fuck! Oh god what have you done?>>

<<Wow! My breasts… they feel so good!>>

<<Stop touching your… my breasts! And give me back my body right this moment!>>

<<Calm down Leonard. I’m just borrowing it for a little bit.>>

<<Don’t call me Leonard you little punk! Return us to normal or I swear that I…>>

<<What? What are you going to do? There’s nothing you can do. You have no idea how I did this. We will be stuck as each other until I will decide to turn us back to normal and you are going to live with it! Understood?>>

<<Why? Why are you doing this?>>

<<Oh no reason in particular. I was just curious, that’s all. I have to admit that it feels rather good to be a woman. Sure this body may be a little bit past its prime, but I’m still insanely hot. I will have so much fun discovering what this body has in store for me.>>

<<This is insane! You can’t do this!>>

<<I can and I will. Relax however, I’m not planning to keep this body. I’ll return it to you… eventually.  But for the time due you will have to pretend to be me and vice versa.>>

<<I will not just sit back while you do god knows what with my body. I’m going to ruin your life while in your body.>>

<<Go on then. You will just harm yourself. Remember that I’m the only one who can turn you back. I can just leave you like that forever to face the consequences of whatever you’ll do while in my body. I will just swap bodies with someone else if I ever grow tired of being a cougar. Remember, now you are Leonard, and I’m Mrs. Andersen, the hot milf next door. And we will stay like this as long as I please. Understood?>>

<<I… I…>>

<<What’s the matter, Leonard? Cat got your tongue?>>

<<I… Yes…>>

<<Yes what?>>

<<Yes Mrs. Andersen.>>

<<Wonderful. Now, we should still have a couple of hours before your… well, my husband comes home. And I can see the hard-on you are so clumsily trying to hide. So what do you think? Are you ready to make me experience the joys of womanhood? Just because this is a strange situation doesn’t mean we can’t both have get some fun out of it together while we are like this.>>

<<I… I can’t! This is too absurd!>>

<<Oh sweet child, I’m sure I can persuade you. As soon as I get my hands on that little thing you will not be able to resist me. And tonight I will have some fun with my husband as well. You always say that he is not as good at sex as me, but I’m sure he just needs some encouragement. And I will be sure to give him all he needs. I’ll get the max out of this body. Now come here! I can’t wait to feel that cock of yours inside of me!>>

The magical tattoo

Requested by Ilvernia :)

The guy couldn’t even master the strength to plead for his life as the gangsters were tossing him around, strapping him on a chair where he sat immobilized for what felt like an eternity until the bag was taken out of his head and he could see the boss and his henchmen smiling down at him. Whatever was about to happen to him, it would not have been good.

He regretted so much having lead such a dangerous life. He should have settled for a stable and safe job even if paid low, instead of investing most of his savings in stocks while betting the rest at the casino. His life went completely downhill when his stock crashed and he tried to make up for the loss playing all he had left at the roulette. When he lost the game, he ended up owing a lot of money to very dangerous people, and now it had come the time for him to pay the price of his actions.

The boss said to him both smugly and menacingly that he would have worked off his debt to the casino one way or another. Then a petite punk girl entered the room with what looked like equipment to make tattoos. She had an amused look on her face when she looked at him, and only then he realized that he was actually naked. What did those people had in mind? The girl didn’t even say anything and immediately started to give him a tattoo just above his dick. It was painful to feel the needle pierce his skin, but for some reason it felt unsettlingly pleasurable as well. All of his body started to tingle, and as the tattoo was progressively taking the shape of a pink heart he felt his strengths leave him, until all he could do was quiver and let out muffled moans. Once the tattoo was completed and he could think straight once again and look down at what they had done to him, he realized that his skin now looked brighter, softer, and hairless, and that he felt much smaller and weaker. Most unsettlingly of all his dick had shrunk to a laughable size, and on his chest he saw what looked like to very small breasts.

<<This is my best work so far!>> exclaimed gleefully the girl. <<I think I’m going to call you Sophie!>> She then explained that that tattoo was magical, and that in addition to turning him into a girl it would have changed his appearance such as hair color, breasts size, and her way of thinking so he would have matched the sexual desires and fantasies of the men around him.

<<The only downside is that the magic requires a constant supply of sperm to work, so Sophie’s strengths will constantly be used to supply the tattoo. She won’t be able to do much manual labor.>> the girl explained. The boss smiled pleased.

<<That’s not going to be a problem at all. Our little Sophie is going to spend most of her time on her back anyway, servicing the casino’s clients until her debt is paid. I think that now a test run is necessary.>>

That said he signaled one of his henchmen to come closer, and as soon as the gangster approached him, the guy felt his body starting to tingle again. He yelped as his dick suddenly and abruptly receded inside of his body leaving behind a pussy, and then he started to ventilate as the breasts on his chest started to progressively grow with every breath. While his new figure started to become more voluptuous and curvy, with his hips swaying outwards and his butt becoming plump and soft, he realized that he was actually getting shorter and frailer, younger even, until he had the appearance of basically a teenage girl. Finally his hair turned blue and his mind was flooded with strange new thoughts. Suddenly he knew that that guy was secretly into submissive anime characters, and he instantly knew what he should have done to pleasure him and make him happy. He started to feel a warm sensation in his groin, and he realized that he had just got incredibly horny and eager to satisfy that man’s wildest desires.

<<Well Frank, I never would have imagined you had that kind of tastes. Our Sophie doesn’t seem to mind her new form though. What do you say baby? Are you ready to show us what you’re capable of?>>

All Sophie could do was smile and nod her head thrilled, and as soon as she was untied she fell on her knees in front of the gangster and took out his cock. Her mouth was already watering, and she proceeded to give him the best blowjob of his life, doing everything he liked exactly how he liked it. Nothing of his male mind was left, all the new girl could think about was how to properly pleasure her client. After a while when she knew he was ready she turned around, bent over and looked back at him in anticipation, biting her lips for the desire. The guy could not hold back, and immediately proceeded to fuck Sophie with all his might. It felt amazing. The magic of the tattoo amplified the pleasure, and soon her mind was lost in total bliss. For the whole time the boss looked pleased at the whole scene, and knew that he had just found the new casino’s best girl.

That was the beginning of Sophie’s 10 years career in the casino. It didn’t take long before she become the most famous girl there, changing to match the client’s tastes and knowing their deepest desires. One night she could be a busty black woman, another a petite redhead, and another a plus size Venus, and she loved every second of her new life spent lost in complete pleasure. Even after paying off her dept she continued to work there. Why give up such an amazing life after all?

Music that makes you feel like a girl 💖

I'm in the mood for some girly stuff! Please link me the songs that help you get in a feminine state of mind if you have any :*

Friendly wishes

Originally requested by Dissonant :)

Brian and his friends couldn’t believe their eyes when a genie popped out of the bottle they found in the attic. That was amazing! Just like in the movies! They could have asked for whatever they wanted! Brian could barely contain himself.

Of course being the genie able to grant only three wishes, the three of them only had one wish each to make.

<<Come on guys it’s not bad! We are smart guys! If we make the right wishes we can all benefit from this!>> said Brian enthusiastically. And with that he made his wish.

<<I wish for the three of us to be three wealthy house mates living in a great mansion with plenty of money!>>

<<Granted.>> said the genie, and immediately the three guys found themselves in a different house, a huge mansion full of amenities. The wish had worked out just fine. <<Wow! This shit is actually real!>>

<<All right my turn now! Genie, I wish for the three of us to be surrounded by horny and slutty babes eager for sex.>>

<<Yeah! Great wish!>> approved Brian.

<<That I cannot grant.>> said the genie. <<My powers do not allow me to create life. All I can do is operate through transmutation. Whatever you desire, I’ll need a basis from which to start.>>

<<What? This is bullshit! What should we do guys?>> asked Brian. But as soon as he saw the malicious look on his friend’s face he realized that he was in big trouble.

<<Genie, I want you to transform Brian into a hot chick eager for sex.>>

<<Wait no!>>

But it was too late. <<Granted.>> said the genie, and in a poof Brian found himself enveloped in a cloud of pink mist. The changes were rapid, almost instantaneous. Blonde long hair perfect to be pulled grew on his head, his ass became fat and soft, with wide hips for his friends to grab while fucking him, and two perky tits appeared on his chest for them to fondle and with large nipples for them to suck on. Finally an already throbbing cunt took the place of his penis, and Brian felt himself burning inside for the desire.

<<Wow Brian! You’re hot!>>

<<Fuck you! Why would you do this? Turn me back right this instant!>>

<<Come on, don’t be like that. You heard the genie, he needed a basis. You know very well you’ve always been the more… “femmy” among the three of us. And I bet you’re going to like it. I mean, look at you! You’re stunning! And I can see you’re already wet.>>

<<Fuck you! There’s no way I’m going to comply. You will use your last wish to turn me back.>>

<<Well actually I have other plans.>> said the last one of them grinning. <<I wasn’t sure of what I would have wished for, but I see some adjustment are still due here, and I must use my wish wisely. Genie, I want Brian to become our sex slave hopelessly in love with us and always down to fuck, and I want no one to ever ask what has been of him.>>

<<No! You can’t do this!>>

<<Granted.>>

And just like that the genie disappeared forever.

Now we find the three friends on their king size bed in their new luxury mansion. The two guys are having a lot of fun trying out their new fuck toy, who on the other hand can’t have enough of it. Despite how much the woman who used to be Brian hates the situation she finds herself into, her body is sending her completely different messages, making her moan and cry for the pleasure while her friends keep fucking her senselessly, and her changed mind make it impossible for her to ever oppose her friends-turned-masters.

Now she goes under the name of Korie. While the prospect of being nothing more than a sex slave is bleak, she gets nonetheless to enjoy their new wealth, and she can’t deny that the sex, despite being horrifying from her new perspective, is incredibly satisfying. Hopefully she will adapt to her new life quickly and learn to see the positive aspects of it, because now that will be her new life forever.

Dealing with celebrity

I have been requested to feature more celebrities caps on this site, and this Anonymous requests comes just at the right time :) Enjoy!

<<Holy fuck! They just won’t leave us alone!>>

<<Well, what did you expect? We are celebrities now after all, and this city has never quite seen VIPS as big as us to an event like this.>>

<<What should we do now? I feel so uneasy!>>

<< Just smile for fucks sake! Try to act as natural as possible! We have already got enough attention on us as it is, let’s try to not fuck things up too much now! We must not be found out!>>

<<Curt was right all along! We should not have gone out like this! We should have kept a low profile!>>

<<You didn’t seem so annoyed earlier. Now shut up, keep smiling, and we will try to get out of here as soon as possible.>>

<<This is all your fault! I should have never listened to you!>>

<<Just shut up!>>

In an apartment at the other end of the city, Curt was sitting on the couch eating pop corns, as he was watching the local news reporting thrilled that Emma Watson and Jennifer Lawrence were attending the annual charity lottery. It was unprecedented for the small city to have such big shots attending the event, and of course the cameras were fixated on the two gorgeous actresses. Of course Curt knew very well that those were actually his best friends Andrew and Russell, and he was enjoying the spectacle of those idiots awkwardly dealing with their newfound celebrity. He was both amused and disappointed in them, but most of all he was glad he decided to stay at home and avoid to end up in that predicament. He knew he had made the right choice.

He looked at the bag of popcorn he was holding, and a strange thought went through his mind. “Should I be eating this kind of stuff now that I have this body?”. It was strange to think about that, but having been stuck as Scarlett Johansson for already three days, he had started to slowly come to the full realization of how much he had changed. It was so strange to see every day the reflection of the gorgeous actress staring back at him from the mirror, mimicking his every move, but still not quite as strange as seeing her round and perky tits hanging from his chest every time he looked down, or as strange as having to now sit to pee, or all the other major changes the transformation brought in his daily life.

He looked at the small metal box laying in a corner of the room, and he sighed. The MAU machine still was not giving any sign of starting to work again, and with every day the painful awareness that he may have been stuck with that body forever was sinking in. When the three friends stumbled into the prodigious machine and started to discover how it worked and what it was capable of, they were thrilled beyond belief. They could have changed their forms however they wanted! They could have become just anyone! It was awesome! And for four days they had the time of their lives with it, until the fatal day when Andrew made the dare. “Change into Scarlett Johansson!”. Curt didn’t know how to react. They had changed into celebrities just for fun before that day, and he definitely had wondered how it would have been like to change into a girl. But that seemed way too extreme, and he would not have accepted to do it if his friends didn’t insist so much. He always let others influence him, and in the end he did as they said, but also dared them to change into Emma Watson and Jennifer Lawrence as well.

The three transformed guys felt really awkward at first for their new bodies, but soon started to enjoy the thrill of being three gorgeous woman, and most importantly they all had other two women to have fun with. They all had fantasies about those actresses in the past, but never would they have imagined they would have ended up actually having sex with them, even if it was lesbian sex. That was an incredible night for all of them. However when the next morning they stepped into the machine to change back, they realized that it did not work. No matter how much they tried, it seemed to have stopped working forever, and there was no way to change back for them. They were stuck! Stuck as three women! Stuck as three celebrities! They had no idea what to do.

For three days they avoided even taking a step outside of their apartment, fearing someone would have noticed them, but that evening Andrew simply had enough. He had to get out, to come out to the world once again, even if he had to do so as Jennifer Lawrence. And when he did so, he decided to do it while actually pretending to be her, in order to enjoy the perks that come with being a celebrity. Russell decided to follow him, but Curt refused. He knew they would have ended up in trouble if they got too much attention. They risked also that the real actresses would have found out that there were complete lookalike going around pretending to be them. It was just too risky! For the first time he decided to not follow his friends, and stayed at home, where he enjoyed the spectacle of his friends slowly losing control of the situation.

He wondered what would have been of him from that day. Clearly there was no way he could have pretended to be Scarlett Johansson, but it would also have been difficult for him to pretend to be a woman that just so happened to look exactly like her. Maybe he should have kept eating popcorns until he became so fat that he would have changed his appearance enough, or maybe he could have done something else to look different. What he could not have avoided would have been to be a woman, maybe for the rest of his life. The thought scared him, and made him sad, so he did his best to shrug it off and went back to staring at the TV, where his friends were slowly digging their graves deeper and deeper. Idiots! They got him in that predicament, but if he stopped following them they would have not made it worse at least!

Choose wisely

I was so nervous while standing in front of that door, trying to master the courage to finally step through it and enter the room where my destiny was awaiting me. My hands were sweating, and my mouth felt so dry. I was simply too tense, but I knew I could not have kept lingering there forever. So I took a deep breath and stepped through the door.

All the confidence I was able to build disappeared immediately as soon as I was met with that amazing sight. Eight gorgeous women were standing in line in front of me, dressed only in lingerie, staring at me both daunted and impatient. They were waiting for me. That sight would have been enough to leave any man breathless, and so it did to me, only not for the reason you may imagine.

It was truly a spectacle. Never before in my life had I seen so much beauty gathered in the same place. All those women were so beautiful. Every man would have given anything he had just to spend one night with one of them. But not me. I was not interested in being with them. I wanted to be them! I would have traded everything I had in my life just so I could have become one of those women. Forever. And that was in fact the reason why those women were standing in line in front of me. They were waiting for me to make my choice. I should have chosen one of them to swap bodies with me. I had to decide which woman I wanted to become for the rest of my life. Not an easy choice, as you can probably imagine.

Well, after standing there in silence for a while, unsure about what I should have done, I just started to rule out one girl after the other. I would have found my perfect body by exclusion.

To start, if I was to become a woman I of course wanted to have curves, and none of those girls was really lacking in that respect. But even if I wanted to have big tits, I didn’t want them to be huge. It would have been cumbersome and awkward to carry such bulky weights for the rest of my life, so that excluded the second and third from the left. Also I didn’t want my new body to be stained with tattoos, so that ruled out also the third and fourth one from the right. A shame really, the third one was hot as fuck. Then my gaze was drawn to the fourth one from the left. The look on her face was turning me on so much. However once again I had to rule her out for pretty shallow reasons, since I didn’t want to have a skin too fair. That also led me to rule out the first on the left, and left me with just the two on the right. It was such and hard choice, they were both so hot! But soon I realized that I had actually already made my choice since the very beginning. The second one from the right got my attention ever since I had stepped into that room. Her face, her body, her eyes… she was simply perfect! And soon that would have been me!

Every now and then I go back with my mind to that day, and wonder whether or not I have made the right choice. Don’t get me wrong, I love my new body, and I do not regret having traded my life as a man for my new one. And yet I can’t help but think about all the gorgeous bodies I have given up that day. But it’s only for a moment. I love being a woman. I love being this woman. And I couldn’t possibly be happier for my choice.

What about you? Which one would you have picked if you were me? Maybe none of them really is your type. Please let me know in the comments how you would like to look as a woman. Images are welcome :)

Passenger

Oh God! This… this is amazing! Fuck! It feels so good! Never would I have imagined that it felt this good for girls. It’s strange, I should be desperate right now, not enjoying this. I should scream but I can only moan. Jennifer sure is enjoying this. And her pleasure is my pleasure now.

I must focus! I have to figure out how to get out of here! Why did I end up like this?

It should have been just a quick ride. According to that strange book the spell should have allowed me to possess Jennifer. To control her. I just couldn’t resist, I like her so much. The temptation to possess her for a while and enjoying myself a little bit while in her body was too strong.

But something went wrong. I’m in her body all right, but I’m not possessing her, I have no control at all over her. In fact she apparently doesn’t even know I’m here. I don’t know for how much I have screamed trying to get someone to hear me, maybe to let her know that I’m in her head now. But nothing seems to be working! I’m trapped! I see what she sees, feel what she feels, but there’s nothing I can do!

It has been three days now. What even has been of my body? It may be in some sort of coma or something. Maybe I’ve already been taken to a hospital. Maybe I have been declared dead. There’s so much I need to know but all I can do is sit back and see Jennifer going about her day like nothing happened. I can’t lie, there’s already been plenty to enjoy. I got to watch her getting dressed in the morning, feeling her smooth skin slipping inside her underwear, and when she got under the shower… it was amazing. And now here I am, or rather here we are, riding her boyfriend in ecstasy. I can’t help but to feel like some sort of pervert, like I’m some kind of peeping tom. But after all this is also my body now.

Yeah… what if I’m stuck like this. Am I condemned to stay like this forever? Just a spark behind her beautiful eyes? I can’t accept this! I want my body and my life back!

But it is so hard to focus now. I feel so lost. Perhaps I should just enjoy the ride for now. Just a little bit more. I’ll go back to thinking about my predicament after we’re done here. I’ll take this as an opportunity to get closer to her. Yeah… after all who says I can’t enjoy this since I’m here?

Just a little tease

I was pretty bummed out when I was diagnosed with second puberty. That would be an understatement, I was downright depressed for it at first. For the longest time the thought of catching it and having to say goodbye to my male body and life had been my greatest fear, and now it was about to become a reality. The months leading to the final stage of my transformation, when I progressively saw my muscles I spent so much time building in the gym shrivel, my skin become soft and smooth, and new curves appearing on my chest and hips giving me a sexy silhouette, were like hell to me. And when one morning I woke up finding nothing more than a slit where my morning wood should have been I couldn’t hold back and wept. I was a woman now after all, I could afford to be emotional.

It was hard at first to adapt to my new body, but soon enough to my surprise I started to feel more and more comfortable with it. At first I was happy with just exploring it on my own, enjoying the amazing feeling of having tits to massage and squeeze how I liked, and fingering my new genitals even for hours on end. I simply could not get enough of that. After a while I realized that as a girl I was pretty hot, and started to enjoy the idea of getting all pretty and sexy and show my new persona to the world. I got rid of all the hoodies and other baggy clothes I wore for the first few weeks to hide my new figure as much as possible, and I started to experiment with female clothing. Lacy bras and panties soon replaced the plain cotton panties and training bras I wore at first, I started to enjoy the feeling of stockings and pantyhose enveloping my legs tight and making me look all sexy and enticing, and I loved how sensual I looked with miniskirts and tank tops. I even started to enjoy wearing high heels. Even though they were quite uncomfortable at first, they made my legs and butt look amazing, and soon they were basically all I wore. It took me a while to learn how to apply makeup and comb my hair properly, but I was happy with the results, and I looked amazing. I chose the name Julie for me, and I finally felt ready to come out to the world as such.

The first time I went out dressed in a gorgeous tight black dress and high heeled boots it felt incredible. I was radiating confidence, and felt so incredibly sexy. I enjoyed how guys’ jaws seemed to drop to the floor as soon as they saw me, and it made me giggle every time one of them would turn his head to check out my firm ass as I walked by. I didn’t even mind the catcall, even though I did my best to act like I was annoyed by that. It was actually flattering to hear them whistle after me, and calling me cutie or sexy. Don’t get me wrong, I was not into guys at all. As a matter of facts I was more than determined to live my life as a lesbian. But it was so incredibly fun for me to tease and seduce guys with my new hot body. I understood why women seemed to always enjoy playing the flirt with guys, and lead them around like dogs on the leash just using the power of their looks. I soon became a total vixen, and started to spend my nights hitting the club and letting guys buy drinks to me, and dancing with them moving and shaking my curves in the most enticing way possible, only to leave with a girl at the end of the night. I was having the time of my life.

However things soon got out of control. One evening I was sitting at the counter of a bar as usual, and I had already spotted my prey for the night. I kept sending that guy alluring looks, sitting in such a way that my legs wrapped in stocking would be exposed as much as possible. It didn’t take long of course before he sat beside me and started flirting with me. I let him buy me a martini, and I made sure to eat the olive as sexily as possible. He was mine, and I was having so much fun playing with him. Only I got a little carried away while drinking, and ended up being pretty tipsy, so I did not object when he offered to take me to his place. The thought of turning him down once there and see the disappointed look on his face was so amusing that I didn’t consider the danger of that.

Only when I found myself in the bed with him I realized my error. I felt so weak and powerless compared to him, and realized that he could have easily had his way with me. I started to panic, and tried to push him away, but he was so much stronger than me, and I could not resist when he started to kiss my neck and tease my pussy. He pinned me down on the bed, and I felt his hard cock starting to poke my pussy, and to my dismay I realized that that was making me wet. But I could not give in and have sex with him! I was not into guys! And yet the idea of him fucking me with his thick cock was so incredibly arousing!

In the end I could not hold back. I wanted him to fuck me from behind, so I would not have had to look at him, but I realized that that position made me feel even more vulnerable and used. I bit my lips as I felt his dick entering my pussy, and as it reached deeper and deeper I could not hold back a gasp followed by a moan of pleasure. He was not a kind lover, he fucked me so roughly for the following minutes, pounding me with mighty strength while holding me firmly from my hips, and yet to my dismay I realized that I was enjoying the feeling of being fucked so harshly. Despite having promised myself that I would not have let him believe that I was enjoying it, I started to cry for the pleasure, and when he finally blew his load inside of me and I collapsed on the bed exhausted, I realized that I wanted more.

Things do not always go the way we plan them, and if I started my life as Julie as a strong and confident vixen, now all I want to be for the rest of my life is a toy for guys to use as they please. It just feels so good to give yourself over to absolute pleasure. I never thought I would have ended up like this, but life never goes quite as we expect it, and the best we can do is to enjoy it as it comes. And I enjoy it. I enjoy it a whole lot!