Too eager

Ok, I may have gotten a little too carried away. But please, try to understand me, I wished to turn into a woman for basically all my life. I didn’t even think that could be a possibility, and yet when that weird girl approached me and told me that there was actually a way to make my dreams come true… what can I say, I just rolled with it! After all she must have had some knowledge of magic. How else could she have known about my secret desire? She also looked weird and secluded enough to actually pass for some kind of witch, or crazy person. To be quite honest I was desperate enough to go with whatever possibility could have made my dream come true, and when she told me that she actually wished to be a guy, I simply felt like we were like-minded.

She told me that in the library there was an ancient spell book that we could have used to turn our fantasies into a reality as long as we were both willing to exchange our genders. As soon as we got our hands on that book we didn’t even consider taking the book away and casting the spell in a more secure place. We read the spell right there, and as incredibly as it sounds, it actually worked! When I looked down at myself I saw my new breasts protruding from under my shirt. I immediately took it off, eager to check out my new body, and when I saw those two rounds breasts hanging on my chest, with large hard nipples on top of them, I just couldn’t resist. I started to fondle them, and squeeze them, and they felt so strange. Then I brought my new dainty hand down to my groin, and felt my new slit. That was everything I had ever wished! I couldn’t contain myself!

In front of me the girl-turned-guy had already got rid of her pants, and was checking out her new assets as well. She looked as thrilled as I was, and I could notice her new cock already getting hard. She told me we should have left that place immediately before someone found us out, but to be honest I was just too eager to try my new body out. And just by looking at that erect shaft, I could already feel myself getting wet. I just couldn’t resist! I grabbed that cock, and started to jerk it, smiling lustily at my companion, and then dropped on my knees, looking straight at his throbbing cock. I had fantasized about that moment for so long. I wrapped my luscious lips around it, and started to bob my head back and forth, salivating, and trying to get it as deep in my throat as possible. It tasted funny, and I didn’t like its smell very much, but I was just too aroused to pay attention to that. I kept sucking, and licking, like it was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted. And it was, for my happiness and glee made it taste just so sweet!

It was so much fun to look up and see that stud looking down at me pleased, trying to keep quite in order to not be find out, and all the time all I could think was “I want it inside of me so much!”. Unfortunately soon someone walked into us, and we had to flee that place immediately before someone called the cops. However as soon as we got to my place we started right where we had been interrupted, and I could finally experience the joys of my newfound womanhood. From that day on we became a couple, and we are so happy. We finally are who we always wished we were. And every once in a while we like to return to that library, and it amuses us so much to see that now they have added a new rule because of us.

Not going back

Ten minutes. Only ten minutes left. Ten minutes before I have to leave this stunning body and go back to being my old self. God how I wish time would go slower. I can’t give up this body. I just can’t.

Sure, I could always possess it again right away, but it would last only a handful of hours and then I will have to go back again, and I have only one of those possession spells left. What can I do? Just the thought of my ugly, male body makes me shiver with disgust.

It shouldn’t have gone like this. Granted, possessing my neighbor is the best thing that ever happened to me. But now that I’m so close to the end of my little rampage as a body thief I kind of wish I never got to experience how great it is to be a woman. Those spells should have just been of service for my work. All I needed was a peek at my rival’s folders, just so I could get the information I needed to win the contest. And it worked, it worked really well. I got my promotion and my raise, and I was even able to frame that asshole for sexual harassment and get him fired. It was great!

But that witch gave way more spells than I needed. I already got what I wanted and still I had nine of them left. I had no idea what I could have done with them. Then came that night. I saw my neighbor coming home with her boyfriend. She was so hot. What wouldn’t I have given to have a chance with her. Then I realized that now I could have. All I had to do was possess her boyfriend and I could have had my way with her for hours. So I decided to act, I focused and… well I probably was thinking too much about her instead than about the guy I wanted to possess, because I suddenly found myself on all four, panting and sweating, while I was getting fucked senselessly from behind. It was so strange. So intense. I wanted to get him off of me, I wasn’t supposed to end up as a woman. But it felt just so… good. No better! It was amazing!

I felt so powerless, so completely numbed by the pleasure going through me. At first I just basked in that pleasure, then I realized that I wanted more of it, more cock inside of me, I wanted him to get faster and rougher. So I started pushing my ass back, moaning like crazy. Soon enough I felt him coming inside of me, the warm cum filling my insides. It was incredible. I collapsed on the bed, exhausted. And there I remained, overwhelmed by that experience, until the effects of the spell ran out and I found myself back in my room, in my old body.

I thought about that night constantly during the following days. At first I just wanted to label it as a strange but pleasant experience. But soon I found out that I was obsessed by it. I needed to feel like that one more time. So eventually I gave in. This time I possessed her as soon as she got home, and I took my sweet time. I teased her… my boyfriend, grabbing his crotch, feeling his cock getting erect under my touch. Oh how I wanted that shaft inside of me again. I melted under his kisses and caresses, as I felt my nipples getting hard and my pussy getting wet. I was so eager for it. I spread my legs and shivered with anticipation. And as I felt it enter inside of me… god how good that felt! I tried to get the max out of my time in her body, but eventually I had to get back to mine.

And now here I am. I have used almost all of my spells, always to possess her. Now I’m just happy to be her even if I don’t have sex. I just love to walk around her house, playing dress up with her outfits, looking for hours at myself in the mirror, exploring her sensitive and delicate body. It feels so good to wear lingerie. I even tried to replicate this feeling as a man, but it is just not the same. My hairy, ugly male body is not even remotely comparable with this soft skin, these plump forms. God I love this so much! I can’t go back to be me!

I have to find a way to stay like this forever. Screw my old body! It can rot for how much I care! And screw my old life too! I can’t even go about my day properly anymore anyway. All the time I think about going back to this body. I have to find a way!

One minute left. Here we are. My time is up. I can’t just use my last spell right away. It may be the last time I get to possess her, it must be a special occasion. Maybe I can call her boyfriend and try to involve one of his friends too. A good completion for my time as a woman. But what will I do after that? I still have not been able to find that witch again. I can’t just resign to be myself forever. But what can I do? Can I just try with a sex change? Will it be enough? There must be a way!

Modelling

<<Hold still! Perfect! Ok, now look into the camera and give me a sexy stare.>>

<<Stop giving me instructions. I know what I’m doing. You on the other hand don’t even know how to operate that camera.>>

<<It’s not rocket science, despite what you always say. Now quit whining and strike me a pose. Just like that… all right! Ok, we’re doing well I think. Now loose the bra. We’re going into kinky territory now.>>

<<I… I…>>

<<What’s the matter?>>

<<I don’t feel like doing this anymore.>>

<<Don’t be silly Kyle… I mean, Kyla. Stop covering up.>>

<<I told you I don’t want to do this anymore Lindsay! I… I feel uneasy!>>

<<What’s with the sudden modesty? Weren’t you the one telling me that modelling would be great and that a couple of nude pics would not have been that big of a deal?>>

<<Well I was wrong! I don’t know if it is just another effect of your damned spell but I don’t feel like going all the way through with this anymore. I’m quitting.>>

<<I guarantee you that I have nothing to do with it. All I did was transform you into a girl. What you’re feeling is just your natural reaction to this whole ordeal. Well, I’m happy to see that now you understand me better, but I’m afraid you can’t just pull back.>>

<<Why?>>

<<Because you know better than me that this is too important for your job. You enrolled in that contest without having a model, and you appointed me as such without even asking for my opinion. Now they expect pics of my “cousin” Kyla as my replacement, and if we don’t send them what they want nobody is ever going to give you a serious job as a professional photographer again. So bite the bullet and carry on. It’s going to be over soon. Now, let me see those puppies.>>

<<*Sigh* All right.>>

<<Wow, they look really nice. They’re bigger than mine. I’m almost jealous Kyla. You make a much prettier girl than I do.>>

<<Please, quit with the nonsense. It is already hard as it is.>>

<<It’s not nonsense. It’s a sincere compliment. I think you have a pretty good chance of winning the contest.>>

<<Holy crap! You’re right! I mean, what if I end up winning the modelling contest? I will have to do the photoshoot for the cover! I… I can’t do it!>>

<<Don’t worry. You’re pretty, sure, but there are going to be hundreds of other girls competing. The chance of you winning are not that high.>>

<<But what if I win?>>

<<Well, you can’t turn it down of course. That would most likely reflect negatively also on you as a photographer. But don’t worry. If you end up winning we will practice together to get rid of your stage fright. I will make you a wonderful model. And who knows, maybe you will end up preferring life as a stunning model than as a photographer.>>

Dodging responsibilities

A caption I made for bbrdz back in the days :)

Andrew learned the importance of having only protected sex the hard way.

<<Condoms don’t let me feel anything.>> he used to say to his girlfriend Emily. <<I’ll be careful, I swear.>>

Emily was of course reluctant, but she didn’t want to start taking birth control pills since she feared they would have made her gain weight and therefore sabotage her career as a gymnast. So she trusted him and did as he said. That was of course a big mistake. It didn’t took long in fact before Andrew was unable to pull out in time and eventually Emily got pregnant.

She was destroyed by that news. Abortion wasn’t an option, but having the baby would have destroyed her future as she had planned it. All of her hopes and dreams were crushed, and all just because Andrew didn’t want to use protection.

But even worse was the fact that he didn’t want to accept his responsibilities and refused to help her with the baby. He wasn’t willing to become a father and even went as far as saying that she had cheated on him and that the baby wasn’t his and that he was going to break up with her. That was too much for Emily to handle, and she resorted to extreme measures.

She heard rumors about a shop selling magic spells, and even though she never believed in such things she was so desperate and so mad at Andrew that she was willing to try out anything. So she went there and asked for a mean to have revenge on that asshole. The old man running the shop was more than happy to help her. She gave her a body swap spell for free. <<With this he won’t be able to dodge his responsibilities.>>

When Andrew was invited the next day by Emily to go to her place to talk he was very reluctant. She was probably going to throw another scene about how he had an obligation to help her since it was all his fault. That was mostly true, but he wasn’t ready to accept such huge responsibilities nonetheless. He had projects, and ambitions. But he felt so sorry for her that he couldn’t just turn down her invitation. He would have endured any scene and then he would have said goodbye to her forever.

When she offered him one last chance to accept his responsibilities and he turned her down once again, as he headed to the door to leave that apartment forever he suddenly found himself back inside the room he had just left. He remained petrified when he saw his own body in front of him, and almost lost his senses when he realized that he was now in Emily’s body.

<<I gave you one last chance but you threw it away. You are irredeemable. Well, now you can’t just walk away from your responsibilities anymore. You are stuck with the results of your actions. Don’t worry though, I will not leave you alone in this predicament, even though I’d really like to do so just to teach you a lesson. No, I’m going help you during the pregnancy until the baby is born, and I will set a good example for you on how to be proper father. After that I will consider swapping us back. Nonetheless you are now the pregnant woman, and you will have to carry that weight. This is what you get for being an asshole!>>

Andrew wanted to cry and scream of rage and frustration, but he soon realized that she was right. He had no idea of how she did that, but she had now total control of the situation, while he was screwed for good.

The first few days were a living hell for him. He had to get used to his new body and to learn everything he needed in order to pretend to be Emily and live her life. But as weeks went by he realized that learning to put on makeup, wearing a bra and getting used to pee sitting were the least of his problems. After a while the headaches started, as well as the nausea. His breasts became swollen and started to hurt, as did his legs and feet. Soon his days became a constant going back and forth from the bathroom to either pee or throw up. He felt like dying and was painfully aware that the worst was yet to come.

Now we find him almost 8 months into the pregnancy. Despite how much time has passed he still is not comfortable with his inflated belly. It has become difficult for him to move and his back hurts constantly. The only thing that helps him carrying on is Emily’s support, who turned out to be a very considerate boyfriend. He knows she’s only doing that for the baby, but her affection gives him some relief from his misery.

There’s also something else actually, even though he would never be willing to admit that to himself. Maybe it is just the hormones playing tricks on him and altering his mood and feelings, but as he got further and further into the pregnancy, when he saw the blurry image of the baby on the ultrasound monitor, when he felt that little thing move inside of his belly for the first time, when he realized how incredible it was to feel a life develop inside of him, he surprised himself thinking that it was the most amazing thing he could ever experience. The idea of going through the labor scares him, but it also fills him with anticipation.

He feels the baby kick. He gently places his hand on his swollen belly and caresses it, as he once again ponders his predicament. Will Emily actually swap them back as soon as the baby is born? But most importantly, will he be willing to give up the prospect of becoming the mother of that little creature? The more time he spends as Emily the more he becomes uncertain about the future.

There is still time before that though. Now all he cares about is for the baby to be safe and healthy. Decision time will soon come, but for now all he wants to do is to indulge some more in the amazing feeling of having a life grow inside of him. Judy may have got her revenge on him, but she is definitely missing the most amazing experience there is.

Dirty trick - Part 2

Can I really do this? I… I really don’t know whether or not this is the right thing to do. Can I really give up my life like that? Curse that damned warlock! Curse him to hell!

Not only has he turned me into a sex-doll, when the time finally came when the effects of the potion run out and I went back to being a human, I did not turn back into myself. Instead I became basically the human version of the doll he had transformed me into. I was now stuck as an Asian woman. And not only that, I now had no identity, or no life to speak of whatsoever. I had to start anew, and I did not know where even to begin with that. All I knew is that I had to get the fuck out of that guy’s apartment and try to find a place where to stay.

I was forced to become resourceful, and use whatever I had to my best. All I had now was my new hot body, and I soon discovered that after months of being used as a sex-toy it came pretty natural to me to use my it to get ahead in life. I managed in some way, and even though I was basically forced to become a whore, I think I have dealt pretty well with my new condition. That really is not that big of a problem.

The real problem is that I have realized that I can’t keep living like this! And I don’t mean as a prostitute, or a woman. I mean as a human! I realized that I miss being a doll, and live to just serve my owner and be used. Nothing I have experienced as a woman comes close to the incredible pleasure and sense of fulfillment I felt as a doll. No matter how many men I have sex with, no matter how inanimate I try to act, it just is not the same. I know it is fucked up to want to be an object, but I don’t care! I don’t want to be a woman! I don’t care about eating, or feeling, or even moving. I just want to be used and live to just serve my master.

That’s why I’m back to the old man’s shop. I’m here to ask him to give me back my old life as a doll. But now that I’m here I don’t know whether I can actually go all the way. Is it really the right thing to do? To just give up my life as a human? I really don’t know. All I know is that these thoughts are going to drive me insane eventually if I don’t do something about them. Fuck! Damned the day I stepped into this shop.

Dirty trick - Part 1

A fun request by 4lice I decided to spit in two parts :) Enjoy!

Fuck that warlock! He really did a number on me. Could I have picked a worst person to ask help to? In all fairness I had no idea he was a warlock. I mean, how could I have? I thought such things did not exist, that they were just stuff out of fantasy books or stuff like that. Who could have imagined that the owner of a shop with a silly name like Spell ‘R’ Us actually had magical powers?

And even if I believed that kind of stuff was real I would probably have ended up in his shop anyway. I was just desperate for help. Those tugs were after me, and they would have got me if I had not found a place where to hide. But if that old man was that pissed off at me for having lead those dangerous men into his shop he could have just sent me away. Instead he offered me a way to escape them, and gave me some kind of potion to drink. That of course seemed strange to me, but I was just too scared and in too much of a hurry to question him, so I just chugged it down.

Immediately I felt my limbs go numb and then stiffen, until I could not even stand up. I fell to the ground and watched distressed at my legs turning into some kind of plastic material, and so did my arms immediately after them. Soon I was completely paralyzed, and could just sit back as my body kept transforming. Having lost all kind of sensibility I did not feel anything as my plastic dick receded into my inanimate body, and two large mounds of rubber appeared on my chest. I could not even scream as I felt my face paralyze and transform, and soon I could not even move my eyes.

The old man put a mirror in front of me to show me my new form, and I shrieked internally as I saw that I had been transformed into some kind of life-size doll. He told me that that would have been my body for the next few months so nobody would have been able to find me and I would have been forgotten. Then he took my clothes off and got me dressed in some lingerie, and left me exposed on the counter. Immediately after the thugs entered the shop looking for me, and just as he promised the old man lied and said he had not seen me. Even though it was a pretty extreme solution, my transformation actually worked, and my pursuers were about to leave. Unfortunately one of them started to take great interest in my new body, and asked the old man how much did I cost. I hoped he would have responded that I was not for sale, but instead he actually ended up selling me to him. I was completely powerless as he brought me to his apartment, got me undressed, and… started to use me. Despite the fact I had been turned into an inanimate sex-doll I could actually feel everything. I was constantly aware as he started to violate my new plastic orifices, sticking his hard throbbing cock in my mouth and pussy, and I swear what I was actually feeling pleasure, beside an incredible distress.

I can’t even tell for how much I have been stuck like that guy’s sex toy. It is pretty hard to be aware of the flowing of time when you are stuck in a room for the whole day incapable of even moving an inch. But assuming that he has been using me on a daily basis, and it definitely feels like he has been doing it, I think about a month has already passed. I hate these moments, when I’m just left alone in this room for hours on end. It is just soo boring! I used to cherish these moments of tranquility during my first few weeks here. I was longing for a break from all the long session of sex, but now I actually surprise myself wishing my owner would come home soon and use me. It feels so strange to admit it, but I grew to love my condition. I love being a sex-toy! I love being used! I don’t know whether this is actually going to be how I will have to spend the rest of my life, or if sooner or later I am actually going to turn back to normal as the old man said, but even if I do I wonder whether I will be able to go back to lead a normal life. Weeks and weeks of being used can really fuck your mind up.

My dream

Requested by Anonymous :)

Is it strange for a guy to wish to have children? I’m not talking about meeting a woman and start a family with her, I’m talking about actually bring a new life in this world. I’m talking about becoming a mother. Maybe I’m alone in this, but I always felt like women were so lucky to have the possibility to get pregnant, and have a life grow inside of them, and then give birth to that new life. It all seemed so miraculous to me, and it would make me so sad to know that I could have never experienced it as a guy. Thankfully my friend Emily had my back.

I used to browse TG captions all the time before my transformation, always looking for those featuring guys turning into girl and then getting pregnant. Oh how I wished something like that could happen to me. Fortunately for me I forgot to delete my search history one day, and of course my best friend started to snoop around as soon as she got a hold of my phone, and found out about my fantasies. Contrary to what I would have expected she did not mock me nor did anything like that. On the contrary, she was so kind and understanding to me, and offered me a chance to have my dream come true. I had no idea what she was talking about, but then she made me follow her to a strange shop called Spell ‘R’ Us, and once there she presented me to a strange old man and explained my situation. He gave me a potion, and told me to drink it only if I was completely sure about what I wanted, because there would not have been no going back once I would have drunk it. It all sounded so crazy, but that that was my biggest dream, and I was willing to go to any length to see it come true, and certainly Emily would not have lead me to that man if she wasn’t sure that he would have given me what I wanted. So I drank the potion with no hesitation.

As soon as I chugged down the last drop of the potion, I felt my guts twist and turn, and I started to shake, so much so that I could not hold the bottle anymore and dropped it. My stomach was burning, and I felt a pain so sharp that I fell on my knees and let out a cry of pain, a cry that to my surprise came out in a voice that wasn’t my own. I kept shaking for the intense pain of a womb forming inside of me, and I could notice my hair getting longer and growing past my shoulder only when a flock fell in front of my face. My whole body started to tingle, starting with my hands, and as I looked at them I saw them become slender and dainty, as did my arms, which suddenly lost all of my body hair. I felt all the muscles on my arms and shoulders shrivel, and I felt myself becoming smaller and frailer, until my clothes started to feel baggy and oversized. Suddenly my facial features painfully rearranged themselves into a feminine and delicate visage, and I felt my bones crack as my hips swayed outwards and my waist became narrow and my belly flat and toned, giving me an hourglass figure. Before I could take in any of those changes, two round mounds of flesh abruptly erupted on my chest, and I felt their weight bring my posture down. Finally the tingling sensation moved to my crotch, where my dick started to shrink faster and faster until it disappeared inside of my groin along with my balls, leaving behind a flat crotch and a slit where my male genital used to be. My transformation was complete. I was now a woman.

Emily was so thrilled for me, and immediately gave me the name of Christiana. I on the other hand was so confused and overturned by all the changes my body had just gone through that I could start to be excited and cheerful only hours later, when I finally took some time to inspect my body and take in all that had happened to me. It was incredible! I was a woman! Just like I had always wished! My dream had finally come true, and I was on seventh heaven! Well, not completely actually. There was still something missing to make my dream a reality, and soon together with Emily we took care of that.

I decided that I did not want to settle with online dating, it wasn’t really my thing, but speed-dating sounded like fun. I took some time to get used to live as a woman, and to learn how to act and look like one, and my friend was by my side for the whole time, until I was finally ready to come out to the world as my new self, and most importantly to find a man that could become the father of my future children.

I felt so sexy and happy when I finally realized that I had just found the right one. He was so handsome, but also kind and considerate, and he treated me like a queen. I felt so loved as we kept dating, and making love to him for the first time was the most magical experience of my life. Well, at least before I got pregnant.

How can I describe it? This is simply amazing. A miracle really. It’s just like I had imagined it, and yet nothing like it at all. After I got past the nausea and all the feelings of discomfort of the first few weeks, and finally started to actually feel like there was something growing inside of my womb, and saw my baby bump starting to get bigger and bigger, I was the happiest I had ever been before. I love to feel my child move and twitch inside of me, and all the time, as I caress my belly and hum sweet melodies to this little creature, I can’t stop thinking with eagerness about the moment I will finally bring him into this world, and all the love and affection I will give him. I want to kiss him, and cuddle him, and breastfeed him, and just be the best mother possible for him. I just can’t wait! It is kind of intimidating, but I have dreamed of this for basically my whole life. And the moment is finally approaching. Dreams do come true after all.