Spindizzy's tales of transformation

 I know what you're thinking. A pretty young thing like me, working as a mechanic, what's that all about? "Did she used to be a guy?" You might be wondering if you've spent some time in certain corners of the Internet, "Was she some loud overbearing grease monkey until she pissed off the wrong girl and got transformed into a hottie?" Well, shame on you, that's a gross and sexist assumption based on outdated patriarchal notions of gender roles. Not that you'd be wrong, mind. That is exactly what happened, ran my mouth when I should have shut it, and ZAP! I wound up looking like a calendar girl. I'm half the size I was, none of my old clothes fit, and all my guy friends are trying to get in my panties. I'm lucky to still have a job but I'm not sure if the boss is keeping me on because I'm such a hard worker or because he thinks he's got a chance with me... Anyway, my point is, you shouldn't make assumptions about people. Tru...

 The genie granted my wishes and gave me everything I ever wanted. More money than I can spend, a mansion to live in and, of course, the gorgeous womanly body I've always dreamed of. There's just one thing she couldn't give me, someone to share it all with. But, considering how you've been drooling over my ass since you walked in, I don't think that's going to be a problem, is it?