Spindizzy's tales of transformation

Donnie "The Bull" Balesco had never been afraid of anything in his life. The best part of forty years breaking legs and worse for the Falcone mob had given him the idea he could just take whatever he wanted when he wanted, even when that something included the boss' hot young wife. So when Boss Falcone called him and told him to go shake down some mark that was behind on his protection he thought it was a little weird that he'd be asked to do something so smalltime but it never even occurred to him that he might be in trouble. Following the directions he'd been given he made his way to a half abandoned mall. Passing the twenty -four hour gym, two thrift stores and the empty husks of of more prosperous days he located the scruffy curio shop and it's equally scruffy owner. The old man had merely smiled politely when Donnie gave him his spiel. Shrugged as he'd laid out the brutal consequences of not paying the mob appropriate tribute. The only...

"I say Caruthers" the blonde girl grumbled her stuffy old fashioned English manner at odds with her appearance "It's really not cricket. This isn't what you proposed at all!" "Calm yourself Benson old chap." the redhead told her sipping at her tea "I promised you a journey to futurity and here we are safely ensconced in the bodies of our distant descendants. True, I had not anticipated that my device would follow the matrimonial line of decent but one has to expect these minor complications when exploring the frontiers of the unknown." "Complications!" Benson blustered "Is that what you call this? Dash it all, we're a pair of fillies and half naked beside. Why, it's positively indecent!" "Ha ha, is that's what's bothering you?" Caruthers laughed tossing back her long red hair "You surely didn't expect fashions would remain fixed in place for the best part of two centuries?...

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"Young lady, what do you think you are wearing?" Richard scolded his daughter as she strode into the kitchen in nothing but a flimsy top and a thong. "I know you are hardly a little girl anymore but I expect you to maintain some decency while you are living in this house!" "Oh calm down daddy." Vanessa replied with an uncharacteristic note of sarcasm "Give yourself a heart attack why don't you?" "Vanessa!" Richard gasped shocked by her behaviour "You will not take that tone with me. I'll..." "You'll what daddy?" she sneered "Put me over your knee, spank my nineteen year old ass?" She stretched out over the kitchen counter standing on tiptoes to present her rump to him. "Oooh, you'd like that daddy wouldn't you?" she teased slapping her ass lightly and looking back at him "Mmm, punish me daddy, I've been a bad girl." "I... I..." Richard stam...

"Good afternoon ladies." Luke said admiring his harem of beauties. Even though he had been the one responsible for their transformation he could hardly believe how completely they had changed. To think, each of them had been a man. One of the blind old fools that had tried to stand in his way. The raven haired girl he called Tammi had been the pompous professor who'd mocked his theories on transmutation of living beings. Bambi, the blonde, who'd been a fat red faced banker when he'd denied Luke the loan he'd needed to build his first prototype. He struggled to even recall what Kayleigh, the brunette, had even looked like, the man had been so bland. But even the grey suited bureaucrat had ultimately failed to stop Luke and had paid the price for his obstruction.  "Oh shit!" He swore as he finally noticed the grim expressions on their pretty faces. There was only one thing he could think of the could cause the normally sweet and compliant g...

"Holy shit Jack, your tits are huge!" Ben gawked at his friend's new assets "I can't believe this place turned us into women."  "I know!" Jack said a wicked grin spreading on his pretty face "I'd heard stories about exchange island but this is  even better than I imagined."  Ben looked doubtful but jack was pretty sure he could think of a few things to convince his friend to enjoy the next two weeks in the body of a bikini model.

Ben, George and Alex have a lot to be thankful for since being caught in the gender wave. They are thankful for their slutty new bodies. Thankful for their new porn star careers. Most of all, thankful for the invitation to this exclusive Thanksgiving dinner. They are especially looking forward to the stuffing