Spindizzy's tales of transformation

Cameron's three wishes were simple enough. He wished to be young and healthy, to never worry about money again and for the ability to get laid on demand. With a puff of purple smoke his reality changed and Cameron awoke to find himself transformed into Cammie. Nineteen years old and a keen runner Cammie's petite body as certainly young and healthy enough to satisfy the first wish if not in a way Cameron might have expected.  A flood of memories filled the new girl's blonde head and her eyes went wide as she realised she's rich. At least, her parents were, which amounts to the same thing in Cammie's book. Since her parents got divorced they've been competing to see who can spoil her the most. The part of her that remembered being Cameron muttered distantly about being a little brat but she was too busy think about the new Porsche asked daddy to buy her to pay it much attention. As for the last wish, Brian, Cammie's new step farther, was on hand to take care o...

"...And you're back." Trey's deep resonant voice echoed in Charlie's mind and suddenly he was himself again. Not his body, that was still the petite white girl Trey had made it. He could feel his cute tits swinging beneath him and his well rounded behind sticking out as he knelt between Trey's legs. His jaw ached as his friends enormous cock filled it. Had it always been that big or was it simply that Charlie was so much smaller now? He groaned tasting something slick and salty on his tongue. That meant something he thought through the receeding fog of Trey's control. But what, what, he racked his mind wishing the wet ache between his  legs would just let him think. Cum, that was it, there there was some thing about cum. The salty taste wasn't that, he knew without knowing how he knew, not yet, but it soon would be and then...? And then the change would be permanent!  He looked up into Trey's eyes and understanding blossomed inside him. This wa...

Alan groaned as his former best friend turned loving master Mark slammed into him. None of was Mark's fault, he didn't even remember who they used to be or the ill-considered wishes that had changed them. Still, he couldn't help resenting Mark for his studly body and manly confidence. Alan's mind remains intact but his body was now that of a gorgeous blonde woman, the girl of his dreams. Worse, despite his constant struggle to stay in control he couldn't stop himself acting like Mark's eager slut. He hated being trapped like this, unable to even say his real name while anyone else might hear it. Most of he hated all the way his transformed body never failed to respond to being fucked hard even as his still male mind burned with the humiliation of it all. He gritted his teeth but failed to suppress a wanton moan as what was doubtless going to be just the first of many mind shattering orgasms began to build. Once again he silently swore that if he eve...