Special Party

Requested by Marti :*

Marti was happily decorating the house, setting everything nicely up for the special Easter party for his beloved nephew. He loved to set up surprises for him, and he was sure he would have loved what he had in store that time.

After having finished decorating the house and preparing the sweets, he went to his room to take out the Easter bunny costume he had ordered online and that had arrived that morning. However when he opened the box he found out to his disappointment that something had gone wrong with his order. That was not the bunny costume he wanted. It was some kind of… sexy bunny outfit, like something out of a Playboy magazine or something like that. That was a huge problem, the worst thing that could have happened on that day. Of course there was no way he could have worn something like that for the party, even though his nephew would surely have been pretty amused by it. Maybe he could have at least found a good use for the ears. He took them out of the box and decided to put them on for fun and giggles, but as soon as he put them in place he felt something brush against his neck and shoulders. He reached with his hands for whatever it was, and to his surprise he discovered that he his hair had somehow grown past his shoulder to the middle of his back. Shocked and distressed he rushed towards a mirror, and remained speechless when he saw that somehow his face had changed, turning into a pretty, delicate, and feminine visage encircled by luscious long hair.

Confused at scared he found himself suddenly irresistibly drawn towards the box with the costume. He took the body and the stockings out shaking, and as strange and disturbing as it was, he felt for some reason compelled to put them on. He good undressed, sat on the bed, and started putting on the stockings, and as he slipped into them he saw them become airless, toned, and slender. If felt so good to feel the fabric wrap tight around his legs and envelop them tight, and he was amazed at how sexy they looked. He knew he should have topped there, but the urge to put on the body as well was just too strong, and so he got rid of his underwear and started to put it on.

As it crawled up his body his figure kept transforming. His hips became wide and sexy, his butt round and firm, and his waist turned narrow, giving him a nice hourglass figure. His dick was squeezed and pushed inside of his groin, leaving behind a flat crotch and a strange alien void between his legs. As he put on the straps his shoulders and arms lost all muscles and he became frail and petite. Finally two nice and round breasts developed on his chest, filling the cups of the body perfectly.

Completely transformed and now freed from the costume spell, he rushed to a mirror trying his best not to stumble on the heels he felt compelled to put on, and when he saw his new reflection he remained shocked and speechless, and any cry of distress died in his throat. He was stunning, so incredibly sexy and enticing in his bunny outfit, and his new curves were just breathtaking. He was intrigued by his new image as much as he was unsettled by it, but he did not have much time to collect himself and try to figure out what had happened to him, since he suddenly heard someone opening the door of his apartment.

Scared he could have been his nephew, and that his family would have found him transformed and dressed like that, he rushed to a hiding place. He was kind of relieved to see that it was actually his roommate, even though that really did not make the situation any less awkward for him. He was watching his friend from his hiding place taking off his shirt and leaving it on the ground. He always left his dirty clothes laying around, it was so infuriating for Marti. However that time he surprised himself looking at him in a different light. He was so muscular, and… hot! Marti was surprised by those strange new thoughts and tried to drive them out of his head, but he started to feel strange. His body was telling him that he was attracted to him, and that he wanted him. He was starting to get aroused.

Unable to resist he came out of his hiding place, and confronted his roommate upfront. He was of course confused by the presence of a sexy woman in a bunny outfit in the middle of his apartment, but as soon as she started to dance sexily and enticingly in front of him he definitely did not want to question any of that, and when she threw herself over him and started to kiss him passionately he did not put up any kind of resistance. It didn’t take long before they ended up in his bedroom and made passionate love to each other, and even though some part of Marti’s mind was still convinced that what was happening was wrong and disturbing, by that point he had completely gave in to his new instincts and embraced his new condition. And it was all so amazing!

They ignored Marti’s family knocking at the door until they went away figuring out that nobody was home. Marti felt bad about it, and decided he would have definitely done his best to figure out a way to make up for that. After he would have found a way to tell his family that he was now a woman that is, and that from that day on he intended to live as his roommate’s girlfriend.

An incredible costume

So, yesterday I've been to the Venice carnival, and of course it immediately inspired me an idea for a caption XD What better holyday to imagine yoursefl as someone else after all ;) Hope you'll like it!

I have always loved holydays where you can dress up. I guess I just have some kind of desire to be someone else at times, and as soon as I put a mask on, for a short amount of time I can actually forget that I am myself. If you can relate to this feeling, then you can maybe understand why I have always been fond of the Venice carnival. The masks and costumes you can see there are simply matchless, and I have always dreamed of hanging out in San Marco square among all those people with their fancy masks. And this was going to finally be the year where I would have done so! I booked my trip to Italy months in advance, and had everything perfectly organized in order for me to not miss the famous Flight of the Angel. I was so hyped for it! Imagine my disappointment when they prevented me from accessing the square.

<<What the hell does this mean?! I have come a long way just so I could see the event!>>

<<Well, I’m sorry sir, but this year we really had to many tourists coming, and as safety measure we are restricting access to the square, allowing in only a limited amount of people beside those who came in a costume.>>

<<This is bullshit! I’m not going to accept this!>>

<<Mmmm… well, maybe there’s a solution to your problem.>>

<<What is it? Please tell me! I will do anything!>>

<<Well, I know of a costume workshop that is short on models. I can take you there, and maybe they will give you one to wear. Once you’ll have a costume you will be able to access the square with no problem.>>

I couldn’t believe it! Not only I would have been in Venice during the carnival, but I would have also been dressed in one of those gorgeous costumes! It was like a dream come true for me! However, once I was taken to the workshop and my predicament was explained to the manager, I remained speechless once they handed me… a gown!

<<What… what is this?>>

<<Well, I’m sorry young man, but we have run out of male costumes. We only have women costumes available.>>

<<Well, don’t get me wrong, this costume is beautiful and all, but quite frankly I doubt it would suit me.>>

<<Oh, that can be arranged, don’t worry. You see, we make traditional costumes here, but we are also acquainted with all the latest innovation in the field. And there have actually been quite interesting discoveries recently.>>

She took out what looked like a female bodysuit, which had for some reason also a head and wig attached to it. It was so creepy, looking and feeling so realistic to the touch, almost like real skin. I was so freaked out by it. She explained to me that it was a bodysuit that once put on would have made me look like I was an actual girl, so that I could have worn the woman costume. So I was supposed to wear that thing?! No way! However she was quite convincing in the end, and my desire to see the carnival was just too strong. So I did as she said. I slipped inside that creepy suit, and felt it adhere to my skin and wrapping me tight. It was so tight in fact that it felt like it was actually reshaping my body. The more of it I was putting on, the weirder I felt. My legs were now long and toned, and my belly had become flat, and even my arms and shoulder felt like they had just lost all of the muscles and that I had actually become a frail, thin girl. Caressing the suit felt like actually caressing my own skin, only now it was much softer and more sensitive, and the breasts that were now hanging from my chest felt unsettlingly real. As I fondled and squeezed them they felt like an actual part of my body, and down in my groin there was no trace of any bulge, only a flat crotch with a slit where my dick used to be. I did not have the courage to bring my now dainty hand down there and check out how that felt, and when the mask was put over my face and the suit was zipped behind my back, I was so disturbed by the feeling of my new face and body that I actually wanted to jump out of it right away. They showed me my reflection, and I remained speechless as I saw that gorgeous naked girl staring back at me in disbelief from the mirror. I looked and sounded just like an actual girl! It was incredible!

I didn’t have much time to recover from the initial shock, since they then started to dress me up in my costume right away. It took a while to get me ready, it was really bulky and awkward.

<<So, how do you feel?>>

<<How the hell do you think I feel? I’m unsettled! My voice sound all weird and feminine, I have long hair, and a slender and dainty body now somehow. For fucks sake I have boobs! They feel so real! And there’s nothing down there, only an unsettling void! I’m going to freak out so much!>>

<<I was talking about the costume actually.>>

<<Oh. Well, the corset is too tight, I can barely breathe, and it’s weird how it is perking up my breasts. And the gown is too large and bulky, not to mention the wings. I feel huge! I have no idea how I will manage to walk among the crowd dressed like this. Especially in these damned shoes! Fuck do they hurt!>>

<<Well, here in Italy we say “chi bella vuole apparire, un po’ deve soffrire”. Don’t you think it is worth it? Look at yourself! Aren’t you just the most gorgeous thing?>>

<<Y… yes, I guess.>>

<<That’s more like it. So, quit whining now and hold still, I have to put your mask on. You’re going to look amazing once I’m done here.>>

And she was right. Once I was dressed up in my new costume I looked incredible! I was just like one of those models I saw in the pictures, with their gorgeous costumes and fancy masks. It was just like I had always dreamed, only I would have never imagined that I would have actually been a woman. But once I started to consider the bodysuit just as part of the costume, I immediately started to act more natural, and felt much more at ease. They even enrolled me in the costume competition! I was so tense once I was on the stage surrounded by all those people applauding my costume. The jury wasn’t impressed, and I didn’t make it past the knockout stage, but would they have been that harsh if they knew that I was actually a guy? I didn’t want anyone to know that I was actually dressed in a bodysuit, but I like to think that if they did, I would have probably won!

And at the end of the day, when it came time for me to get changed and go back to be myself and go home, I asked the manager to keep the costume. Not the gown that is, but the bodysuit. As weird as it is to admit it, I had never felt as incredible as I felt that day, and… I couldn’t possibly have given that up. I wanted to take it back home with me, and wear it whenever I wanted. For all my life I felt like I wanted to be someone else, but never before I actually had the chance to do it. But now I did, and I was on seventh heaven when the manager smiled at me and said I could have kept it. I’m on my way back home now, and I’m so thrilled at the thought that I have that suit with me in my suitcase. I can’t wait to be at home and slip into it, and play dress up with whatever female item of clothing I can find, and… find out how anatomically accurate the suit actually is!

FACE REVEAL!

(well, kinda but not really, lol!)

Have fun during carnival :)

Check your spell

Originally requested by Katy :)

Sam smiled maliciously with anticipation as he saw the notification of a new message on his phone. As he opened it he was met with a pleasant vision, even better than he could have hoped for. His girlfriend Katy looked so hot in the selfie she just sent him. The new tits he just gave her looked amazing, as big and perky as he imagined them. She was impossibly hot in the nurse outfit he wished for her. His little fetish had become a reality and was now looking straight at him from his phone, the message only reading ---Do you like what you see?---

---Hell yeah baby!--- he typed as an answer. ---You look gorgeous. Send me another one---.

The ring he was wearing glowed slightly. “This wishing ring is the best!” he thought to himself. The little artifact he bought from that strange shop he heard everyone talk about had cost him a lot of money, but now that he was experiencing firsthand what it was capable of he knew that it was worth every penny. As soon as he got home he couldn’t wait to try it out, starting with himself wishing for a bigger dick. As he saw his genitals grow in front of his eyes he knew he was holding a great power within his hands, and started to think about how to use it. He didn’t take him long before he decided to use it on his girlfriend Katy to change her. Sure he loved her, and they always had a great time together. But when it came to the sex he never was quite happy with her. He always thought that she was too prudish for his taste, and he feared to ask her to fulfill his kinks. So now that he had a magic artifact able to grant him all of his wishes he could barely contain himself. It was also pretty cool to discover that the ring didn’t even need for him to voice his wishes out loud, as he found out that even writing them in a text message was enough for it to work.

He immediately started to chat with Katy, giving the flat-chested girl a pair of huge tits just like he liked them, making her act all slutty and eager for sex as he wished she would have behaved. He even had her dress up in a sexy nurse outfit, which turned him on like crazy. Now that Katy had become his dream girl he couldn’t wait to get his hands on her.

He soon received another selfie as he had asked. He had total control over her mind.

---Am I hot?---

He smiled again as he started to type his answer.

---You look incredible honey! I want to shag those amazing tits of yours!---

But as soon as he sent the message the room warped in front of his eyes, like he was suddenly being pushed forward. Just like it had started it suddenly ended, and Sam found himself still looking at the chat on his phone. But something didn’t seem quite right. First of all he was now holding a different phone, but even more confusing was the fact that it was a dainty feminine hand holding it. As he looked up from the phone in front of him he was met with the vision of his girlfriend, dressed in the outfit he wished for her. What was happening? Did typing that instantly materialized his girlfriend in front of him so he could get started? He tried to move towards her but he immediately lost his balance, due to the high heels he was wearing. Wait! Why was he wearing heels? As he looked down he saw a pair of huge breasts squeezed in a white minidress. He slowly reached with his shaking hands for those two mounds of flesh hanging from his chest. As he finally touched them and started to squeeze them he realized that yes, those were in fact a pair of breasts, his breasts. He looked up again, only to see Katy mimic his movements. He realized that he was in front of a mirror, and that he was looking at his reflection. He soon became aware of all the alien sensations to which he didn’t pay attention up until that moment. His new center of balance, the heels hurting his feet, the fishnet stockings brushing against his smooth legs, his thighs rubbing against each other, the emptiness in his crotch. He had become Katy. But how? Why?

He looked again at his phone and read again the conversation. To his dismay he discovered that the autocorrect changed the last message he sent. It read ---You look incredible honey! I want to have those amazing tits of yours!--- So that was why it happened! All because of a typo!

He immediately tried to wish himself back to normal, but he soon realized that now that he was in Katy’s body he wasn’t wearing the wishing ring anymore. Before he could even start to panic however he felt the phone he was holding buzz. As he looked at it he saw a new message in the chat.

---Sam? Is that you there?--- It was probably Katy now in his body writing to him.

---Thank god Katy. Quick wish us back to normal--- The response he got left him in utter panic.

---Well would you look at that. I have heard of these rings. I didn’t thought they were actually real. So you immediately thought of using them to change me into some sort of whore? Well that’s what you deserve---

Sam started to realize in what kind of predicament he got himself into.

---I see you did not hesitate to use it on yourself as well. It looks pretty big. You know what? Since for now we are like this I’m kinda eager to try this thing out. Perhaps I can make good use of the changes you inflicted on me---

He started to panic. ---Please Katy stop joking around and give me back my body---

---Oh don’t act so innocent all of a sudden. After all you’re as horny as I am right now aren’t you?---

As he read those words Sam felt a strange chill run through his spine. He felt a jolt in the back of his head and a warm sensation grow in his groin. As he felt all his muscles quiver and his soft skin thrill he found himself typing against his will.

---Yes honey! I want you so bad! Quick I can’t resist!---

---Great! I’ll be there asap. I’d use the ring, but I want to be sure that there is enough magic left in it to change us back. Eventually ;)---

Despite the panic that was taking the grip of him, Sam couldn’t help but quiver with anticipation to the thought of his man coming to fuck him. He was craving for it. As he felt the arousal build inside of him he typed one last message before laying on the bed waiting for his boyfriend.

---Hurry up honey! I can’t wait---