Spindizzy's tales of transformation

 

  Here they are, my lying cheating dirtbag of a husband, and his lazy drunken slob of a son.  God knows why I put up with either of them for so long. All they ever did was fight with each other and treat me like a servant. Thank God for the old spellbook I found cleaning out the loft. I think we're all happier since I changed them into my obedient maids.  I got my free time back and a house that's spotless from top to bottom and they get on so much better as sweet young women than they ever did as stupid men. 

  Okay sweetie I've got a very special gift for you this year.  This blue bottle will enhance you into my fantasy man, a massively hung stud able to go all night. And this pink bottle will turn me into your fantasy girl, with huge tits and a big fuckable ass.  Mmm, I can't wait! Oh you sneaky bitch, or should I say bastard? You knew this would happen didn't you? Mmm, No I'm not complaining about you switching the bottles. I just want to know how you knew. How did you guess your loving boyfriend would be a total whore for your big black cock?

  Oh, Max, I'm ever so grateful, really I am.  I know I made such a fuss when you first turned me into a girl but your clever clever little machine has done such a wonderful job of fixing my mind like it fixed my body. I can hardly remember why I was even upset back then.  I feel just wonderful, so calm and happy and relaxed. Being a girl is the best and it's all thanks to you.  There's just one more thing I need from you to make everything perfect. I hate to ask when you've already given me so much, but it's something I know you want me to have.  Something we'll both enjoy.  Something that goes, right, here!

 "What? Where am I? Who are you? Wait, who am I?!?" The gorgeous blonde looked around my room with a bewildered expression on her face, seeming to have no more idea about what had just happened than I did.  Meanwhile, I had some questions of my own.  Did she really not remember being my best friend, Aaron? Why had Aaron suddenly turned into my ideal woman? How long was she going to stay like this? More importantly, if I told her who she was, would she be more or less likely to fuck me? 

 "Mmm, you turned out even better than I hoped big bro" Becky cooed in Ryan's ear as she groped his newly formed tits. "Becky," Ryan gasped feeling his wicked sister tease his sensitive new nipples "You did this to me, but why?" "Isn't it obvious? Having a bossy uptight brother is just the worst. You're always scaring off my boy toys and blabbing to mom and dad whenever I try and have a little fun. So I decided to make you my slutty sister instead. We can borrow each other's clothes and share cock sucking tips and we'll never have to argue again. Doesn't that sound like fun?" "Oh yes!" Rachel sighed the last vestige of her old self fading into her subconscious "That sounds wonderful. I can't wait to teach you how to be a proper slut, just like me." 

 Yeah, I'm wearing panties, what of it? It's not like I can wear my boxers any more is it? Your stupid spell saw to that.  Besides they are boyshorts, shorts for boys, right?  So, maybe they'll help the spell wear of faster by proving I'm still a boy. Yeah, I feel more manly already!