Spindizzy's tales of transformation

  Model Lacy Lennon Dude! You get magic powers, and the first thing you do is steal my balls? If you're that desperate for pussy, why not use your mojo on someone who already has one? And... Oooh, that actually feels nice. Are you making me wet for you?  Dude, that's so fucked up but... Fuck it, I don't care, just do me!

 I considered failure a remote possibility, but against an enemy as cunning and dangerous as The International Terror Syndicate,  it was only sensible to prepare  for the worst. So I trained my body and mind  to resist even the most extreme interrogation.  No matter what they did to me, I swore T.I.T.S would not turn me against the Agency. Only after the mission went south, and I found myself trapped in the secret Volcano lair of Professor Tori Grey did it begin to dawn on me how truly ruthless they could be.  The Professor taunted me as her TG serum stripped away my manhood. Softening my combat-hardened muscles into soft curves. Robbing me of 8 inches in height and the proud 10 inches between my legs, as perky breasts swelled on my chest. But it wasn't the loss of my balls or Tori's firm, correcting hand on my plump new behind  that ultimately broke me. It wasn't even the incredible  pleasure she expertly wrung from my transformed body as I begge...

 Sorry, babe, I tried to resist, I really did, but the spell was just too strong, and his cock is just too amazing.  We need to accept that this is  the way things are now. Deep down I'll always be your loving husband, but being Chad's eager fuck puppet has to come first.  I wish there was a way we could... Oh, know, he can make you his plaything too. Then, we'll be together and eat his cum out of each other's pussies forever!

Model Nata Lee Alone for decades in the cold dark of the house he'd once lived in, the shade of Jed Williams had drifted into an undreaming slumber. He might have finally passed over completely if Tiffany Rose hadn't blundered into his former home.  Tiffany, or SpookyTiff847 as she was known to her followers, wasn't sure if she really believed in ghosts. What she did know was her paranormal investigation channel was pulling in enough views to pay her student loans.  "Hey there spooksters!" She addressed the tripod-mounted camera, "Welcome to another *thrilling chilling* Spooooky investigation here at the old Williams house. But before we get into that, be sure to smash that button, like, and subscribe! And don't forget, check out my store for all that awesome SpookyTiff merch!" For the reawakened ghost of Jed Williams, lurking unseen in the shadows, Tiffany's sales pitch seemed like so much meaningless babble, but it wasn't her words that dre...

  Megan Marx & Liz Jordan "But why?" Brad asked too confused by his sudden transformation to be angry right away "You tell me you've found a phone app to reprogram reality, and to prove it you decide to change us into aa pair of bimbos instead of, I don't know, basketball players or something?" "Well, duh!" Helena, as Gary now insisted on being called, giggled, her obvious enthusiasm bubbling out, "Obviously I had to turn us into girls. That's what all guys dream about, right? Take a break from all that itchy nasty body hair and ugly big muscles. We get to smell nice and dress up pretty, I bet we'll have so much fun! Come on, we had to at least try it out." "Helena," Brad said, pausing while a radiant smile spread across his friend's face at his use of her chosen name before continuing as carefully and calmly as he could manage, "I need you to listen to me. Guys.  Do not.  Wish.  To be.  Girls!" "C...

 Callum was the meekest, most self-effacing, most tractable person I'd ever known. He'd seemed like the perfect subject for my experiment.  It had certainly been easy enough to slip him a few pink pills, and from his horrified reaction to his scrawny boy body sprouting breasts, it seemed safe to assume I was right. Once the pills had finished perfecting his body, bending his wimpy personality to my will would be simple. However, as the process continued, his attitude began to change. Far from crumbling, the former boy seemed to relish his transformation. Growing in confidence with each alteration of his body.  She seemed taller somehow, even though she was several inches shorter than Callum had been. She stood with a model's poise and moved with a dancer's grace. The sexy lingerie, I'd intended as a humiliating reminder of her feminisation, instead fitting her like silken battle armour.  I shrank back, awestruck at the vision before me. Unable to understand how this...

 Thanks to the fairy's magic, I was now a real princess.  Known throughout the land for my beauty, charm, and elegance.  Destined to marry a handsome prince and live a life of pampered luxury.  Of course, the fairy never bothered to ask if I actually wanted any of that.  True to her capricious nature, she flitted into my life one day, turned everything I knew on its head, and vanished in a shower of golden sparkles. If she stayed a moment longer, I might have at least asked why would she'd ever think I'd enjoy being the arm candy/baby factory of some inbred aristocrat? The truth is I was perfectly content living as a humble stable boy. I never had the slightest desire to be a girl, not even a rich one!

 God you're pathetic. I suppose you expected this collar to turn me into some simpering bimbo. For it to shape your gullible roommate, body and mind, into your "perfect girl'?  Well you got part of what you wanted. Physically at least, you nailed it. Big firm tits, long smooth legs,this truly epic ass. Hell, if I was still into girls I'd fuck me. Certainly a huge improvement on the boring boy I was before.  The problem as far you're concerned is that you, pathetic fuck up that you are, didn't really know what you wanted. All your talk of being a dominant alpha male turned out to be just a front for a weak little sissy boy.  So instead of the soft suggestble slave you claimed to want you wound up with me, the ball busting bitch you've always secretly craved.  Now get on your knees and eat this wonderful new pussy you gave me. If you do a really good job I'll let you watch when I find a real man to fuck me.

 "Holy shit my ass is huge!" Alan gasped peeling his suddenly much too tight jeans down "And is that a thong?" "Of course it's a thong," the mischievous pixie giggled "you don't don't want VPL do you?" Alan bit back his angry retort. Since the miniature flying woman had followed him home a few days ago he'd learned to hard way that yelling at here didn't help. She seemed fixated on the idea of "helping" him.  Dispite his objections, protests and outright pleading his body had grown steadily more feminine thanks to her magic. He even had a small but noticeable pair of breasts now thanks to an off handed remark about the fit of his shirt.  "I don't want to wear panties at all," Alan insisted  fighting to keep his voice level "I'm a man damn it!" "Ooh sweetie you might want to check again on that," the pixie teased, colourful wings quivering with amusement "You're looking ...

Alex shifts in his chair, he’s always a little nervous in job interviews but he can’t afford to let it show. He really needs this job, his debts are mounting up and his landlord has made it clear he’d be out on the street if he didn’t pay his rent soon. He can feel the sweat trickling down his neck and silently curses the heat in the small airless room. Across the desk from Alex, the interviewer shows no sign of feeling the heat. He is a tall older man in an immaculate dark suit, his body language at once controlled and perfectly relaxed. Just when Alex is beginning to think the other man has forgotten him he tosses the sheath of papers that had so absorbed his attention down on the desk. His gaze fixes on Alex, the slightest suggestion of a sneer tugging at the corner of his mouth. “I’ll be honest with you.” he says without any of the usual preambles “There is no place for you at this company. We demand a certain standard and you simply don’t measure up.” “Oh” is all Alex c...

Hypno swapping sisters “Hey, Alex” His neighbour Megan welcomed him with a smile “Come in. We were just about to head out but your message said you had something important to show us?” He followed the blonde woman into the lounge where her twin sister Melissa was sat with a curious and puzzled expression on her pretty face. “Oh well this won’t take long” he promised, “I was cleaning out my basement earlier and I found this…” He produced a small metal box and handed it to her she held it up examining the seamless sliver surface. “Huh?” Megan shrugged showing it to her sister “I guess that’s pretty interesting but what is it?” By way of an answer, Alex closed his hand around the marble-sized control module concealed in his pocket. The cube flashed a brilliant strobing light and began to hum in response. Their faces registered surprise for a moment before relaxing into expressions of blank emptiness. Just as the note he had found with the device had promised they fell instant...