Spindizzy's tales of transformation

  Kristina Makarova Mike got a great deal on LEDs for his game system. At least that's what he thought until the glowing lights began to transform his body into a soft and girlish new form.  Maybe if he'd checked the listing more carefully, he'd have seen that RGB actually stood for Real Girl's Body, but then again, judging by his reaction, maybe he wouldn't care

 "Holy shit Jake, how much of that pink crap did you take" Tony demanded of the barley dressed blonde sprawled on the motel bed. The girl looked up at Tony, her wide eyes dark pools he could easily fall into. Quite unlike Jake's cold gaze. These eyes held a mischievous gleam but no trace of the cold blooded killer Tony had come to know. "Gee, I dunno mister," she answered in a sing song voice "a couple of bottles I guess?" "A couple of bottles?" Tony shudders at the thought of what even half a bottle of the pink goop could do to a body and mind "What the hell were you thinking Jake? You were only supposed to take a few drops. Just enough to make you look a little girlie. Enough to fool the cops not to turn you into this!" "Yeah I guess," a slight frown creased the girl's brow as she tried valiantly to process something that might actually be a thought "But isn't this better though? I mean I feel real good and ...

 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.

Aaron didn't know that the dusty old book was a real grimoire. He thought it would make a cool prop for his D&D game. If only he could've guessed at the wonderful chaos it would bring into his life when he found it. His regular group met later that week in Aaron's basement. He'd gone to extra effort creating a suitably dramatic atmosphere that week. Blankets draped the plasterboard walls and electric candles flickered in the corners. That night would be the climax of the campaign they'd been playing for most of a year and he wanted it to be special.  The adventure proved to be everything he hoped. Minions were defeated, traps evaded and banter exchanged until the party fought their way into the big bad's lair. "You force open the heavy oak door and enter the warlock's in most sanctum," Aaron narrated describing the scene for the party "you see the cloaked figure of the warlock hunched over a lectern. He looks up and greets you with a humou...

A new chapter posted on Chyoa.com story starts   HERE Cutting through a park James focuses the power on himself. On the ruffled black dress and ridiculous high heels that had appeared from nowhere and refused to budge. He imagined them changing into something more practical. Jeans, or sweatpants, something to cover is legs at least. And a top, something to cover his arms (and his tits) the black gloves he wore weren't doing much to keep him warm. His skin prickled as he released his magic but at the crucial moment his focused wavered. "What if I fuck this up?" Doubt flashed through his mind "What if I end up naked, or worse!" As soon as he thought it he felt the costume shrinking around him. Clinging tightly to his curves even as it shrank away from his legs and shoulders. "No! No damn it stop!" He demanded as the remnants of the costume rode up between his now bare ass cheeks and pulled tight against his pussy "I wanted to be more co...

Anonymous asked: hey it's Emma again... and iv'e been waiting... you still haven't swapped me back. did you change your mind? is this some kind of vacation to you? Because my life isn't that great so give it back! and what did you do with my boss! what did you do to my dad! Okay okay, no need to get your panties uh, my panties in a bunch you can have your body back. But first I want you to know what happened to your dad was totally not my fault. I mean I like him he’s a great guy but he was getting super controlling just because I was having a bit of fun. Telling me what to wear and what to do. I mean I’m a grown ass woman if I want to dress like a hooker get wasted and let the football team run a train on me I totally can. He just wouldn’t see what a jerk he was being. “Young lady,” he said in that huffy condescending tone he gets “You may not be a little girl anymore but I am still your father you will give me your respect!” Well, I just saw red “Whatever dad...

Brad gaped in astonishment at the the two girls kneeling on his sofa. They were twins, identical in every detail, except he knew they couldn’t be. He knew because he had know girlfriend Tina since they were kids and he knew for a fact she was an only child.  “Tina?” he gasped incredulous “What the fuck, who… How?” “Oh hello sweetie” on of the girls with Tina’s face said “isn’t this fantastic? I always wanted a sister and now I have my very own twin.” “What are you talking about?” Brad asked “I don’t understand any of this.” “I don’t blame you honey” the other girl answered with exactly the same tone and inflection as the first “Jeff explained it but to be honest I didn’t really understand him.” “Wait Jeff? My old college roommate Jeff?” Brad interrupted “He was here?” “Yes” the second girl said rolling her eyes “Are you going to let me finish explaining or not?” Brad nodded and took a seat. He knew there’s no use in hurrying Tina when she was in a story tellin...

Night of Passion When Alex found a wishing coin he knew exactly what he wanted. He wanted to finally shake off his nerdy virgin status and prove to himself he was a real man. So, since his Mom was at her book club and he had the house to himself he figured why the hell not? He wished for a night of passion with the dirtiest, nastiest slut in town. A woman that would be eager to indulge the kind of sexual depravity only a frustrated horny teenager could think of. He expected a stripper or a hooker to appear in his room and fulfil his fantasies. Instead, reality whirled around him as he was transported to another place. He found himself in a seedy motel room feeling off balance and wrong. Looking down he saw the reason for his discomfort, two large heavy breasts spilling out of a lacy top. “Holy shit I have tits!” he squealed in a high pitched but strangely familiar voice. The rushes over to the mirror to get a better look at his transformed body only to receive an even great...