Spindizzy's tales of transformation

"Oh hi honey you're, um, back early?" Alan squealed as his wife walked in to find him still in the body of a girl "I thought you were staying at your sister's until tomorrow..." "And you thought the pink pills would have worn off by then?" Helen answered seeming to take the sight of her handsome male husband transformed into a slim brunette in stride "Well, that was my original plan, to let you have a little privacy to enjoy you "hobby." Helen made a sweeping gesture taking in the stained and rumpled sheets, and the well used collection of dildos strewn around. Alan felt a crimson blush spread over his pretty face at the realisation that his wife knew everything.  "But then I thought, why should you have all the fun?" She produced A bottle of blue pills with a theatrical flourish and a broad grin "What do you say, ready to stop playing with toys and try the real thing?"

  Todd adjusted the bra muttering to himself again about the indignity of being forced to dress as a girl. Distracted, his eyes fell naturally to the deep valley of cleavage the lingerie created between his already impressive breasts. Too late he realised what he was doing and tore his eyes away but not before he felt the bra tightening, his tits growing even larger. He was trying, he really was but it was seeming more and more unlikely he'd ever break the curse his jealous girlfriend had inflicted on him.  She'd caught him looking at another woman one too many times and angrily snapped that if he couldn't learn some respect for women he should find out how it feels to be on the recieving end of that kind of attention.   He hadn't thought much of it at the time, after all why shouldn't he admire a beautiful woman? It was only natural. But before long he was regretting his casual dismissal of her anger.  Little by little the curse had transformed him making the tall

 "But daddy Chet is my boyfriend, you can't just steal him away!" Julian whined confronting her transformed father as he squeezed his new body into one of his daughter's sexiest outfits "Please, I'll find a way to change you back just don't do this." "Like I'd ever go back to being that loser" the former man said with a nasty laugh "I'm a hot bitch now and I can take whatever I want, even Chet. Maybe if your a very good girl I'll let you watch while I bang his horny young brains out."

  "Angie what the fuck!" Gavin squealed as his own cock thrust into his tender pussy "Stop, this is so wrong. I thought you wanted to swap so we could learn more about each other. Not, not this!" "Ha! You actually believed that empathy bullshit?" Angie laughed her male voice taking on a cruel and mocking edge "The truth is I've alway thought you were a pathetic pussy so I'm stealing your body and dumping you. Hold on now I'm about to cum and trap you my soft weak little body forever..." Gavin whimpered pinned in place by Angie's now superior strength. He felt the pumping cock twitch and pulse inside him and knew that he was well and truly fucked.

  007 made a mental note to inform Q that his latest gadget had performed almost perfectly. Assuming he escaped the villains lair alive this time.  As intended the body jacker had saved his life, or at least his mind. It allowed him to escape the fiendish deathtrap and survive in the body of Dr Richter's beautiful but sadistic henchwoman. True, he had been aiming for her boss but it seemed churlish to quibble over this detail considering the alternative. He flicked back his long hair and adjusted the hem of his dress, stiffening his resolve. His original body may have gone but he still had his wits and his trusty beretta. More that enough to complete his mission and thwart the good Doctor's plan.  All he had to now was figure out how to run in these damndable shoes!

 "Gee like, words are hard and stuff," the blonde girl giggled flipping the pages of her book. "Seriously?" Her dark haired companion asked rolling her eyes "I'll remind you that we are tenured Professors. Just because we are temporarily swapped into these, admittedly delightful, young bodies does not mean we should abandon all sense of decorum." "Oh boo sucks to decorum," the blonde pouted "We'll be back to being a pair of boring old stuffed shirts soon enough. Until then I think we should relax and have a little fun for once." "Hmm, I suppose you may have a point," the brunette conceded pursing her lips thoughtfully "this certainly presents some unique opertunities to study social interactions from a new perspective." "Now your talking babe" her friend agreed "let's ditch these dusty old books and find some cute boys to 'experiment' with!"

 As far as Professor Richards could determine the accident had blasted his consciousness completely out of his home reality and into some strange alternative version of history.  In this world he found himself inhabiting the body of a beautiful young woman and forced to live her life as best he could.  Prehaps with enough time and access to the right equipment he might have been able to find a way back to his home but the rules of the pseudo-victorian society he now had to live by made that almost impossible.  As a member of "the fairer sex" he was expected find a husband and be a good wife. Any kind of academic pursuit was out of the question.  He shuddered at the thought of what he might have to do just to avoid being thrown out on the street. But at least he could take some comfort from the fact that they served truly excellent tea here.

  When my friend starting showing symptoms of the tg flu my first instinct was to rush him to the hospital in the hopes they could save at least some of his manhood.  He was already moaning and delirious by the time I got him into the car.  We pulled away as his hair grew out and his faced shifted into a vision of feminine beauty.  His condition progressed with amazing speed and it was all I could do to tear my eyes from his transforming body to watch the road.  When his shirt burst open to reveal a pair of full firm breasts I risked running us into a ditch to give them an experimental squeeze.  I delighted in their soft warmth of the new girls tits and decided that there probably wasn't any great hurry to after all.

  Richard gave a resigned sigh as the stranger fucked his unresisisting pussy.   On Monday he'd argued with his girlfriend when she'd declared all men to be perverts after getting catcalled on her way home.  Since they he's found himself randomly transforming into this lovely brunette and being forced to acting out the sexual fantasies of any nearby men. So far he'd been double teamed by two brothers.  Blown an older guy that insisted on being called Daddy.  Let the the barman at his favourite bar piss in his mouth.  Fingered himself with the handle of his best friend's squash racquet in his ass.  Walked naked down mainstreet to the great delight of three different groups of construction workers and today was only Tuesday.  Compared to all that getting publicly fucked on a city bus seemed almost tame.  Soon, he knew, the man would finish and Richard would be free to go on with his day until to next pervert decided to use him.  Worryingly, thinking about that next m

  After just a day stuck in his sister's body Gary was ready to do anything to get out. Unfortunately the only way back to his proper self was to fuck his perverted friend Bob. Only cumming on Bob's frighteningly large cock could break the spell.  To Bob's credit he did try to make things easier but Gary was so disgusted by just the idea of being touched down there he rejected any attempt at foreplay from Bob. Instead he insisted they get the whole nasty bussiness over with as fast as possible. Gary only realised his mistake when Bob's cock began to force its way into his unprepared pussy. The whole painful encounter was at least mercifully brief with Bob coming after just a few rough thrusts but that was little comfort to Gary.  Clearly he had to learn a lot more about being a girl if ever hoped to be a man again.

  "Wow, I knew Ella was a wiz with stage makeup but this is something else." Ted gasped hardly recognising his friend "Your face, your hair, you almost look like a real girl." "Oh trust me your sister is more talented than you know." Bill grinned back as he, or rather she, threw open her robe "This isn't just cosmetic it's  a whole new me!"

  A moan escaped the former nerds lips as his careless wish to "be the centre of attention for once" landed him in the middle of a three way. Overwhelmed by the sudden transformation and the pleasure that came with it the new class whore could could only writhe between the two jocks certain that she'll never feel left out again.