A New Suit
Robert has always been a sticker for the rules. He was always the kind of guy who would throw a fit over even the smallest bit of creative interpretation of the rules. Every single rule was, in his mind, to be memorised and followed to the letter at all times, no matter the cost. It wasn’t even a power thing when he would go around telling everyone off for the smallest rule breaks, it was an obsession with ‘bringing order to a chaotic world’. The only time Robert cared about power or position was when it meant that he could enforce the rules on people more effectively.
It was this mentality that meant that the bigwigs at his company liked to see, since it meant that nobody could sue over incidents where they didn’t follow the rules. Still, Robert was completely indifferent to his new promotion at work. His female co-worker, Sarah, on the other hand, insisted on a gift. She insisted that there was nothing in the rules about giving him a new suit as a present to celebrate his promotion. She also made him promise that he would wear it on his first day in his new position. Adhering to the rules of social etiquette, he agreed. Sarah couldn’t stop her face from twisting into one of pure wicked joy.
The next day, Robert slid the suit on while getting ready for work. It fit perfectly, and yet, something felt...weird...but good. There was a warmth seeping from the suit into the core of his very being. He tried to ignore it, but it only grew stronger. Some part of him told him he should take off the suit, but it simply felt too good. Robert fell onto his bed, his eyes rolled to the back of his head in pleasure as the suit did its work. It started with the clothes. His shirt shifted down his body, becoming thicker while exposing his chest, straps appearing at the back. His trousers turned shrank and shrank until they became a latex miniskirt. A golden necklace appeared on around his neck and his boxers transformed into knickers.
Next, his body started to shift. His whole body shrank, his body hair disappeared as his skin became smooth and soft. His hands and feet became dainty. His hair grew at a rapid pace, cascading across the bed as his moans of pleasure grew in pitch and became more feminine. His chest bulged out, forming two mounds around each of his nipples as his cock withered away and became a clit. His balls retreated up inside of him and his sack opened up to reveal a newly formed pussy.
Finally, his thoughts shifted and changed. His old way of thinking washed away, and was replaced by a whole new way of seeing the world. One that didn’t look at rules as a collection of items that need to be followed without question, but as a checklist of things to avoid doing to have the most fun; it would be so much more fun to see how many rules she could break in a day than following them. She? Yes, that’s right, she’s a woman now. She has a pussy ready to get fucked, tits ready to get sucked and rules ready to be broken.
Rebecca bit her lips as the pleasure of the transformation faded away. She knelt on her bed, examining her new body in the mirror. She needed to make sure that nobody called her by her full name though. She is Becky, and she is ready to fuck and suck her way to the top, breaking every rule she can along the way. This is going to be fun...
It's Too Late, Just Give in...
“Awwh, look at him, he’s trying so hard to fight it” The blonde said sweetly
“I don’t think it’s cue at all. I think it’s pathetic. He already drank it just like we did, just give in and let yourself go you pathetic little cuck.” The brunette responded.
I knew that she was right. The two of them had been my friends just an hour ago, then, they tried some of that elixir. Turns out that the type that we got doesn’t wear off. Still, I wanted to stay as me. I tried so hard to hold on to who I was, to my masculinity...but I couldn’t. It was slipping away from me. I stared at the two previously male babes in front of me.
“I...don’t want...ghhh…” I said, trying to fight the changes to my body and mind as they washed over me anyway.
“It doesn’t matter what you want.” The brunette said as the blonde giggled to herself as if I’d told the world’s funniest joke “You’re about to be a slut just like us. You’ll have tits and a pussy that you’ll be begging to have filled by a real man.” She said.
I watched in horror as I continued to lose the fight over my body. My shirt started to rip as my new tits pushed through the fabric, my widening hips pressed against the sides of my trousers as they too threatened to rip apart. My cock went from rock hard to the size of a pea in a matter of seconds and I let out a scream of pleasure as my male thoughts got washed away by thoughts of makeup, dresses and having my new tight pussy filled by cock.
“Mmmm...much better” I cooed, finally free of my male self. I flicked my hair and winked at my friends. “You two got me a dress too when you went shopping right? I won’t be able to find any studs to fuck wearing this mess.” I said, gesturing at my destroyed clothes as the car filled with giggles and talks about how we’d find some real men to fuck.
Unlucky Circumstances
You were down on your luck, resorting to having to break into the homes of random people and steal from them in order to make ends meet. The nice neighbourhoods were a seemingly good set of targets, so long as you didn’t pack too much into your pockets. You knew you would have to stick to the things you could carry with you without looking suspicious.
After about half an hour of wandering around, you spotted what you were looking for. A big house, in the rich side of town, with an empty driveway. You wasted no time making your way to the back of the house and opening up their garden doors. Thankfully the practice you’d put in paid off and you were able to spend about as much time at each door as you would if you were using actual keys and not a lockpicking set. As soon as you wandered in, you froze as you heard a voice “Hey”, the woman’s voice said. You looked over and saw the blonde laying on the sofa, her tank top hardly covering her massive tits.
“You’re not one of master’s usual guests.” She spoke as she sat up on the sofa, taking off her tank top to show you her girls in their full glory as you processed what she said “Do you like them? Master loves a woman with big titties. I didn’t always have them. I used to just be some guy until master took me in, like he might take you in.”
You couldn’t believe what you were seeing and hearing. What was even happening? The shock of this whole situation left you frozen in place. She smiled as your brain struggled to process the flood of things that were going on. Just as you were finishing forming your response to all of this, you heard the front door open and the woman in front of you jumped up from the sofa with glee.
“Master is home! Master! We have a guest, did you invite someone over?” Your blood ran cold as you heard a deep man’s voice boom from the front door “A guest? I don’t remember inviting anyone, but I guess I’d best give them a warm welcome.” You stood stunned as you heard footsteps coming towards the living room, and before you could snap out of it, a muscular man came into view. He took one look at you and presented his cock to you.
The moment that you laid eyes on that monster, you couldn’t look away. Something weird was happening. You couldn’t stop yourself from taking a step closer to the man, your vision fixed on his massive cock. Then another step. And another. And another, until you were almost touching it. Something inside of you was trying to tell you to stop, to not do this, but it was a single voice in the crowd of voices in your head, shouting for you to suck his dick. The small voice in your head lost as you felt his cock go into your mouth and down your throat. It was pure ecstasy. You felt something fade, but you didn’t care. In a matter of moments, all of your memories of your previous life were gone. You couldn’t remember how you got here, you couldn’t remember what your name had been, you couldn’t even remember if you had been a man or a woman. You didn’t care either. None of it mattered anymore, all that mattered was master’s amazing cock as it fucked your mouth, every drop of his divine precum shifting your body to appease him. You didn’t have the mental capacity to imagine feeling better than you did in that moment. All too soon, the moment drew to a close, and you felt master’s glorious cum shoot down your throat, sealing your transformation. He withdrew his cock and you stared at it in all of its glory. In that moment, you pledged yourself completely and fully to master and his amazing cock.
You would serve him, do anything he desired, just like the other woman who served him. You were sisters in your cause. Nothing mattered except pleasing master, and master. Master handed you an outfit which you happily put on. You then sat and watched with your mouth open, watching master fuck the other woman. Something about rewarding her for keeping a home invader busy until he arrived. You hoped that maybe with your mouth open, master might let you lick up his cock once he was done fucking her, or maybe even drink his cum out of her pussy. For now, all you could do was sit and watch and patiently wait for master’s next command.
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Promised Threesome
I was cautious when my girlfriend suggested a threesome. At first I assumed that she meant with another guy, but when she clarified that it would be with one guy and two girls, I was a lot more onboard. What slipped my mind was that my girlfriend was a witch who would sometimes do some extreme stuff. I’d seen that woman start a flash hurricane that lasted for about ten seconds just to mess with a pedestrian who she said “looked like he could have used a strong shower”. My girlfriend had taken on the role of sorting out the logistics of getting a third in on our threesome and insisted that it should be a surprise. I didn’t want to say or do anything that would make her change her mind so I let her have that stipulation. Imagine my shock when the day came and the person who showed up at our home was another dude.
This stranger and I shot my girlfriend a look of confusion
for a moment. I was about to start
asking questions when my girlfriend snapped her fingers. I couldn’t move, and I imagine neither could
the other guy as our zippers unzipped themselves and our underwear lowered
itself, releasing our cocks, which my girlfriend immediately started stroking.
“Now boys, the rules are simple. The first one of you to come will have the
spell transform you into a lovely lady, and your masculinity will go into the
other, making him as much of a man as the two of you combined; and then, we
fuck! Like rabbits! Two girls and one guy, just as promised.” My
girlfriend gave a gleeful giggle. This
was a level of excitement I didn’t know anyone was capable of.
I could only helplessly sit there, I couldn’t even close my
eyes, or look away from my girlfriend as she stroked my cock and the cock of
this stranger with the rhythm she had perfected over the years of giving
handjobs. She knew what she was doing,
and it felt amazing. I could feel myself
drawing closer and closer to losing my masculinity with every stroke of her
masterful hands. I could feel the precum
leaving my rock hard cock, I knew I couldn’t take much more, when I felt it…I
felt the warmth appear on my lap seemingly out of nowhere. Then, I was free.
I looked up, and I could feel my strength growing, I could
feel my girlfriend struggling more and more with each passing moment to keep
her grip on my cock as its girth expanded and grew in her dainty hand. But, more strikingly, I could see the other
man, groaning as his masculinity was ripped out of his body. His cock rapidly retracted, his hips widened,
his chest swelled, ripping his clothes to shreds. His previously dark skin lightened until he,
or rather, at this point, she, became pale enough to almost pass for
albino. His big brown eyes became a
beautiful jade green, his hair grew until it was almost long enough for her to
sit on top of the end, all of his features softened until she looked as if
there hadn’t been a man in her bloodline in centuries. Words cannot do justice to how feminine she
was. I guess that’s what it means to
become completely devoid of any masculinity.
The new woman stood up, lustful hunger in her eyes as she
walked towards me, removing the handful of threads that still remained clinging
to her form even after her transformation.
It was honestly kind of impressive given the size of her tits that she
could even still stand. She got down on
her knees and started by licking the cum she had sprayed on my trousers before
removing them completely. By the time
she finished undressing me, my girlfriend had also removed her clothes, and then,
I took turns showing the two ladies what having a real cock inside them felt
like.
Worthy Valentine
“That’s adorable. I
can only have one valentine and you think that you’re worthy of that
honour? For a woman like me?”
I gazed at the beauty in front of me. I’m not even sure how I got the courage to
ask her to be my valentine but I somehow managed to scrape enough of a backbone
to do just that, and now, here I am.
“Well, you are certainly brave to ask that of me, so, there
may be potential. Perhaps you shall end
up being worthy of being called my valentine by the end of the night, even if
you’re not there yet”
My heart skips a beat as she accepts, I can feel the blood filled cheeks morph into an excited smile as I process that she’s actually willing to give me a shot!
“Well now, how about we see just how worthy you can become?”
She winks and gives me a smile, her sultry voice seeping into my very
soul. There’s something…strange about
her voice now. I can’t explain it. It makes me feel like my very core, my
essence is being wrapped in a warm blanket.
“H-how can I prove myself?” I ask, eager to make her truly
mine.
I see my smile mirrored in her face as she responds once
again, keeping intense eye contact with me
“Focus on me. Focus
on every inch of me that you can see” She starts walking off into another room “And
follow me, of course” she glances back and gives me a wink before passing
through the doorway.
I’m shocked to find myself faced with the beautiful woman
now with one knee on a bed. She took me
into her bedroom? This can’t be real,
there’s no way she would let this happen so quickly or so soon. But, as confusion and doubt fill my mind,
they are soon washed away by her soul shifting properties of that angel’s
voice.
“Lay down on the bed” she said. Her voice was gentle and calm, but its
enthralling power had grasped my mind, body and soul, fully. I could no longer comprehend the concept of
not doing what she asked of me to the best of my ability. And so, with all doubt already erased from
not just my mind but my memory, I gladly did as she asked, and laid on the
bed. I saw her smile She knew the power
she had over me, and on some level, I think I did too, but, instead of
distressing me that my free will had evaporated, I instead felt calm…and happy…and
excited for whatever my goddess had planned next.
I watched on as the perfect lady removed her dress and
revealed her form to me. She was so
perfect. Her massive breasts, her
beautiful face. She pressed herself
against her mirror as she danced for me, giving me the show of a lifetime.
“You like this, don’t you?” she cooed. All I could do was give a small nod. I was completely entranced by her in more ways than I thought possible.
She looked into me and smiled in response to my weak nod. She swayed her hips and she made her way to the bed before crawling onto it. “Good. And have you been focusing on my body like I told you to?” Another pathetic nod “Good, in that case, now the real fun can begin”
She gave me a gentle touch and I felt a shock, like static electricity except…nice…fulfilling…loving. I could feel my body start to shift, with my chest feeling like I had had a belt strapped way too tight around it that was now finally coming loose and my cock got harder than it had ever been as it twitched and…shrank?
“Keep focusing on me, on my body, on my beauty” she whispered
to me, washing away whatever other silly thoughts were occupying my mind. This was not the time to get distracted by
anything. My goddess was performing a
show for me, I must take in every last detail of her divine body.
She removed the remaining clothes and danced by the edge of the bed. My eyes transfixed on her, etching every moment I could into my mind, focusing on every curve, every hair, every line, every detail that my mind could absorb. Nothing else mattered, I needed to focus on her and her body.
After a few minutes of watching her, something began to
happen. I could feel the fog lifting
slightly. Tiny pieces of my previous
consciousness was coming to the surface only to be erased by the tidal wave of
her power. Like tiny bubbles trying to
form a foam on the water’s surface only to be popped as soon as they rise to
the top. I felt the last twitch of my
cock before it completely retracted into being my new clit, just like the one I
had been focusing on. I felt my breasts
finish swelling until they matched her flawless tits. I felt my face finish morphing into an
approximation of hers. As the last of my
old will and mind was forever erased, I realised that it had been replaced by a
better one. It was replaced by her will,
by her mind. We were now one and the
same. I smiled at my other self as she
smiled back.
“Well, the face isn’t perfect, but that’s okay. The transformation magic will fix it over the
course of the next day or two. How do
you feel?”
I knew the answer she was looking for, she wanted to know
whether my old mind was still intact “Finally worthy of being your valentine”,
I said, confirming that my old mind was completely overwritten with her
own. There was nothing left of who I
once was, only a memory that was disappearing from everyone who wasn’t one of
us.
She beamed at a successful ritual. I couldn’t help but join in. I had the memory of finding that old spellbook, and the magic that it etched into her mind last week, as well as the lust for power that it granted us. I lay on the bed, and started to smile as I bounced my new tits up and down. She continued to smile as she climbed back onto the bed and lay next to me, with the two of us bouncing our tits up and down, until we were turned on enough to finally engage in the best part of valentine’s day.
1 YEAR LATER
It’s been nice, having two of me around. We’ve gotten the hang of some of the magic that was gifted to us by that book, but we want to move on to more advanced spells. There’s a small problem though. The more powerful stuff, like the worldwide mind enslavement spell we’ve had our eye on for a while takes more juice…more power…more casters. And so, here I am, having rounded up some suitors. They all think that they have a shot with me…well, they do…but only once we’ve finished making them all worthy of being our valentine's dates tonight.
A New Set of Pipes
As far as he knew, Tom was just going to have another day on the job. He’d gotten a call to check out an old studio apartment who suspected that the weird noises that they were hearing were due to pipes in the wall breaking. The people who had been on the phone weren’t seemingly the brightest, having trouble answering some fairly basic questions about whether there was any water damage, so, he headed out to take a look himself. It meant that he had to make more trips to his truck once there to get tools he needed, but whatever, he was on the clock while making his trips. This was about as exciting as his life got these days, but as he got there, he noticed something strange.
The building was tall.
Fifteen floors of studio apartments, and as he made his way through the
place, he didn’t see a single guy. Every
person who he passed was a young and beautiful woman, as far as he could tell,
there wasn’t a single person in this building over the age of 25. What was even more odd was that not only were
these women all opening their doors to get a look at him when he would go
within eyeshot of any of their doors, but they would often lick or bite their
lips as they gawked at him. Their slim
figures with tit sizes ranging from a handful size to the size of beach balls tempted
him to drop his professional demeanour, but, he marched on towards the upper
floors of the building.
When Tom finally made it to the top of the building, he
heard what the call was referring to, but it wasn’t what he expected. Instead of the sounds that he expected with
clanking or banging from failing pipes, there was instead a consistent buzzing
sound behind the wall. He spotted a
small hole in the wall, so, he set up his ladder and started to climb. Before he even got halfway up, he saw what
looked like a wasp coming out of the hole in the wall. It quickly flew over and stung him. Tom didn’t
manage to make a sound in surprise before the effects of the magical wasp’s
sting took hold of his body.
Within a split second, his hips widened which ripped the trousers he was wearing at the waist, then he lost a lot of his weight. The trousers fell off and to the ground, but Tom didn’t notice, as his waist wasn’t the only part of him that was undergoing changes. Near his now changed waist was his dissolving cock that let out waves of pleasure unlike anything Tom had felt up until this point as it shrunk, later to learn that this is what a female orgasm felt like. His balls retreated deep into his abdomen and his sack left an opening, forming his, or rather, her new pussy. Tits bulged out from his chest, as his mind was flooded with thoughts about lesbian sex and about how many beautiful sluts the new Tammie could fuck if she lured more people to this magical wasp nest. The steel toe-capped boots turned into a completely different type of boot as his uniform, or, what was left of it, shifted and remoulded itself into a leather jacket. The buzz cut that Tom had grew out into a luscious black and blonde hairstyle.
Tom’s boring life was officially over. It was Tammie’s life now, and she was
thrilled that things turned out the way that they did. She began to remove what few clothes she
still had on her as she could already hear some of the sluts in the building
giggling as they came up to welcome their newest member to the fold, and show
her just how exciting her life can be.
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