Spindizzy's tales of transformation

  Theory and practice of magic: A beginners primer for novice practitioners of the arcane  Alex groaned feeling the weight of the of the heavy tome he held. Even the title was boring and this was supposed to be the the easy stuff, the equivalent of spell casting for dummies.  He tried once again to make some kind of sense of the dry dense writing. " In order to match the vibrational frequency of the target object it is vital to first align the second and fourth chakra in accordance with Bernolli's principle..." Alex slammed the book shut again, tears of frustration stinging the corners of his eyes and threatened to streak his pale cheeks with magically applied mascara. Why did he have to learn sorcery? He'd have been perfectly happy as an accountant or a mechanic but noo, his mother wouldn't allow that.  "Mundane professions might be fine for the lesser people," she'd told him in that haughty tone of hers "but you my boy have the blood of mighty...

I used to be so bad at buying presents. There's only so many key chains and novelty mugs you can give before people are sick of them. But then I found X-Change. Since then whenever there's a special occasion I take one of those pink pills then invite my friends over to give them a very special gift they are always happy to receive. Ben- A gift that keeps on giving Model:Katie Hunt 

 Frank let out a girlish squeal of horror at the sight of his own body sprawled on the floor. "Oh God, Kelly!" He cried falling to his knees besides the lifeless form "no, no, no, this wasn't supposed to happen. I just wanted a few hours. One last chance to walk in the sun. Not this!" Frank had lived a good life, he'd been ready to move on but instead Kelly had gone to heaven in his place and he was trapped in her body. He cursed the magical amulet that had made the temporary swap between them. Then he cursed the weak heart that had made the swap permanent. "Oh Kelly, I'm so sorry." He sighed grieving for the kind sweet woman who had brought so much joy to the family when she'd married his son, Jake... "Oh shit" Frank groaned as the awful realisation hit home. Not only was he stuck as a woman he was his own daughter in law! "What the hell am I going tell Jake?"

  Sorry cutie, I keep telling ya, I don't know a Keith. What, you think I'm Keith? Ha, now I heard it all. Do I look like a Keith? 'Cause I sure as heck don't feel like a Keith.  Oh, you cast a magic spell on me and now I think I've always been a call-girl name Kysha. Sure, that makes sense, for a crazy person! * sigh* Listen honey as long as you're paying I'm down to do whatever but if you want me play along with your kinky roleplay fantasy it's gonna cost ya extra. So, do ya wanna keep talkin' about this "Keith" guy or would you rather I suck that monster cock I see tenting your pants? * ziiip *  Heh, mmm, that's what I thought. * shlurp !*

  Professor VonNeudman had sculpted a body built purely for pleasure. A form designed to fulfil any fantasy the user could imagine and inspire them to new heights of lust. But building the perfect sexual playmate had proven to be the easy part. To be more than a simple doll, it needed the capacity to function independently. It needed a mind. Experiments with machine learning and AI had proven... inadequate. But while they were laid up with a severely sprained pelvis the prof was struck by a brilliant inspiration. Why struggle to create an artificial brain when there were billions of perfectly serviceable human brains just walking around serving no useful function. Scientifically it would be a simple matter. Of course, morally and legally it would be completely unacceptable but the professor had never let a little thing like ethics get in the way of a good idea before. So while they convalesced they began to draw up plans, plans that would soon change your life dramatically... ...

 I'm not sure turning me into a girl was strictly necessary for this. She could have just given me some pussy eating pointers without resorting to magic but as long as she's giving as good as she gets I'm not going to complain!

"Jimmy! Jimmy, it's me" Carl jabbered as soon as his flatmate picked up "I know  I don't sound like it but you've got to believe me, I'm Carl. That massues you recommended, she's changing me, molding my body like clay. I fell asleep on the table and when I woke up I already had tits! I know, I know I sound like a crazy person. God help me, I sound like a crazy woman!" "Ah! Fuck!" He groaned feeling his flesh shift and flow once again "She's changing my ass now. Jesus it feels huge." "Listen, I need you to come and get me out of here." Carl continued a rising note of panic in his soft soprano voice "I can't get off this damn table, it's like fucking voodoo or something. I can't make her stop and when I ask her to let me go she just smiles and says she needs to get me ready for my husband! Please, I don't know how much longer I've got, She wants me to wear a dress now and... oh god, no! Ple...