Spindizzy's tales of transformation

Anonymous asked: Would it be possible to turn me into a bbc slut? Hmm, the problem with that is it could mean several different things. Do you want to be a slut  for  BBC? A slut  with  a BBC? A slut on the British Broadcasting Corporation? I guess I’ll just have to combine all three…

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...

Anonymous asked: Oh caption master, i beg you to switch my body with my slutty friends. They get to have all the fun! Now i want to be part of it! It’s not that you want to be a wallflower, you’re trying you really are, it’s just that you find the whole party thing exhausting. The music is so loud. Making small talk leaves you flustered and awkwardly mumbling and just the idea of dancing brings you out in a cold sweat. If only you could be more like your friend Britney. Sure, some people might call her a dumb bimbo or a fake looking slut but she’s everything you wish you could be. Beautiful vivacious free-spirited and supremely self-confident. You’d never catch her slipping out the back door of the club after an hour to go home and watch Netflix. She owns every room she walks into and rarely leaves without at least one guy in tow.  One day you finally worked up the nerve to ask her how she does it expecting some old flannel about believing in yourself and being the best...

Anonymous asked: Could you just turn me into a girl? I'm not very picky so your choice. You blink as a wave of disorientation washes over you and when your vision clears you find yourself in a strange room in the body of a slim attractive woman. “Holy shit” you squeak grabbing at the perky breasts that now adorn your chest “It happened, it actually happened I’m a girl!” You pull off your top and start tugging at your bra eager to get a better look at your new form but just as you manage to unfasten the clasp another wave of disorientation sweeps over you. You are now in a restaurant in the body of a black woman. You look down at the menu held in your well-manicured hands. “What the hell is going on?” you wonder allowed. People turn to stare at you but before you get any answers the disorientation returns and you are once again elsewhere. Strong hands are holding your hips and something is pressing against you, into you! Fucking you in rapid powerful strokes. “O...

You never saw the person that put you here you just felt rough hands grabbing you from behind and the cold sting of a needle on your neck.  When you come back to your senses you were naked and locked in a windowless white room. You yelled and banged on the door until your fists ached and your voice was raw. Finally, you gave up and sat back down in the bed with a dejected groan.  It was only then that you noticed the first change. Your backside felt softer somehow. more padded, like you were sitting on an extra cushion. You stood up looking for the source of the odd feeling. Your heart skipped a beat as you felt yourself  jiggle . Craning your neck to look at yourself you confirmed it wasn’t just your imagination your butt was definitely bigger. Full and round enough to give your back a definite arch it looked more like it belonged on a girl than on your male frame.  As you twist and turn trying to get a better look at yoursel...

https://chyoa.com/chapter/A-typewriter.496640 A magical typwriter is delivered to your door. [spoilers]And then sex happens [spoilers]

Jeff is going to be pretty pissed if I don’t show for his party but, fuck it, this feels too damn good to stop now. I never really bought into his dumb plan to make his ex jealous by having me drop an X-Change and pretend to be his date. Problem is, as soon as I was done changing I couldn’t resist having some fun before getting ready. Well, that was four or five orgasms ago and this body is showing no signs of slowing down. Ah, to hell with it. Jeff can fly solo for once, I’ve got all the party I need right here.  Tags:  tg caption   x change   pink pills   Female POV