Round Robin

Jackson slowly sauntered into his room after work. Another day, another rejection. A year had passed since his wife and the mother of his child Brandon had died, leaving a son without a mother and a husband without a wife.

Since then, Jackson had been unable to move on. Brandon had become more and more distant from his classmates and friends, forever failing to find a girlfriend as well.

It was then the son desperate for social acceptance took X-Change for the first time at home, it was a custom pill he had saved up for. The transformation was almost instantaneous, with his new body in the form of a gorgeous blonde MILF. He was now his father’s age and in the body of a bombshell.

“Brandon! It’s time for dinner!” Jackson said as he walked upstairs to his sons room. As soon as the door opened, his jaw dropped as he saw her and was immediately struck by her resemblance to his dead wife, she couldn't resist the urges in her body and he couldn't resist his desires either.

Brandon stood silent with his eyes wide open as his new vagina grew damp. Jackson crept up on the older woman and examined her for a second. She was absolutely gorgeous, with her beautiful blonde hair, her large breasts, and her long legs. He felt a stirring in his crotch and it wasn’t long before their lips met. Brandon couldn’t believe that he was kissing his own father, even worse was that he was loving every second of it.

Brandi fell under Jackson’s spell, returning his kiss and rubbing his crotch through this khaki pants. Whatever was in that custom made her horny and want him so bad. It wasn’t long before they were both naked and in Jackson’s bed.

The two made love for hours. Jackson knew all of the best places to pound Brandi’s no longer virgin pussy. Sounds of moans and skin slapping skin echoed throughout the halls of their house. The lovers were in heaven as they took turns riding and fucking each other. Jackson ended up cumming inside her and they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The morning sun rose and Jackson was the first one to wake up. He had the weirdest dream the previous night. There was a woman, baring a passing resemblance to his late wife, in his son’s room, they ended up making love all night. He turned and saw his son next to him and everything seemed to click into place. 

Brandon was visibly embarrassed as he woke up next to his father. After a few hours, they discussed the previous night of glorious passion and made agreement, Brandon would continue to take the customs that would last twelve hours if Jackson would also take one too that change him into a young girl.

After about a week of having only Brandi around for 12 hours, it was now Jackson’s turn. He slowly swallowed the pill and let his transformation overtake him. Soon, Jackie was born.

As soon as Brandon saw what his father had become, he was immediately in love. He kissed Jackie passionately and tore off her new clothes. Unlike his father, Brandon did not want to make love. He wanted to fuck. Hard. He was more kinky than his father, and with his father now a naked chick, he knew what he had to.

They fucked for what felt like an eternity. Brandon was rough with Jackie, gripping her hair in his hand like a vice as he roughly pounded her pussy. Jackie gritted her teeth as her lover was forceful, she still enjoyed it nonetheless. She found herself loving receiving more than giving. The feeling of a cock inside her made her feel whole, a complete woman. Brandon ended up coming inside her as well and they also fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Three months had passed since that day. They found themselves falling more and more in love with each other. They even spent their weekends as women. In public, some thought they were mother and daughter which made them giggle. If only they knew what happened behind closed doors. 

They both know that one day, one of them is going to want to stay as a woman. But for now, they love playing Round Robin with each other. Sometimes on the weekend, Brandi and Jackie like to have fun together. Their love for each other is so strong that they don’t invite anyone else for a threesome. They’re all that they need. 

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Stepford Witches

Dimetria was working on cleaning the kitchen before her husband came home when she received a call from her sister, Ophelia. They had known each other ever since they were young. They were sisters but not by blood. They were both practicing witches, the coven they belonged to was the biggest one in their town. They loved each other but they were forced to get married to men and be loving housewives.

“Ophelia, my love. What are you doing today?” Dimetria asked.  “Can you come over? I’m working on a new potion and I need some help,” Ophelia asked. “I’m on my way, beautiful,” Dimetria responded before hanging up. Right as she was about to leave, her husband Jacob came home. They had a quick conversation and shared a kiss before she finally left. She wiped away the kiss from her lips and walked to her car.

A few minutes later and Dimetria finally arrived at her sister’s house. They shared a quick hug and a kiss before entering her house. “So what are you working on?” she asked. “It’s a gender swap potion. I can’t seem to get the age right though,” Ophelia responded. They quickly got to work finishing up the potion. A few hairs here, a hormone there.

About an hour later, the housewives had finished the potion. “I think we should test it,” Ophelia said, handing the potion to Dimetria. “I’m only doing this because I love you,” Dimetria responded, sighing. She took a deep breath before downing the potion. 

Instantly, she felt a pit in her stomach. She ran to the bathroom, Ophelia quickly following behind her. She could feel the age melting off of her as she became younger. Her long hair receded back into her scalp. Her breasts deflated and became pecs. She gained height and lost weight, towering over Ophelia. A penis and testicles formed and protruded from her groin. A lump formed in her throat as an Adam’s Apple was created, giving her a deep voice. Finally, a new name came in her mind. Instead of being the doting housewife Dimetria, he was now the sexy playboy Dimitri.

“Oh my god! Are you okay?” Ophelia asked. “I’m perfect, darling,” Dimitri replied as he looked into the housewife’s eyes. Ophelia was wet immediately as she scanned Dimitri’s body and then looking down to see his mighty member. 

Dimitri smirked as he saw the older woman staring at him. She knew he was sexy and he didn’t mind one bit. She kneeled in front of him and examined his cock. Her warm hand on his hard meat could’ve made him cum immediately, but he only let out a soft moan. Ophelia’s hormones were driving her crazy. She wanted to feel this man’s cock in all of her holes. But first she needed to get him excited.

She began kissing the man’s shaft before turning to licking. She stared at him the entire time before eventually taking him into her mouth. She passionately licked and sucked Dimitri’s cock, and he was clearly loving it. 

A few minutes later and Ophelia’s jaw began to hurt. She hadn’t given her husband a blowjob in years and she was no longer experienced. She gagged and choked on Dimitri’s cock and he noticed.

He removed his cock from the housewife’s mouth and managed to pick her up. They passionately kissed as Dimitri carried her and moved back to the living room. “I want to ride you,” Ophelia whispered in his ear before kissing him. “Let’s do it, dear,” Dimitri responded, returning the kiss. Dimitri moved to the couch and gently laid down. Ophelia kissed her way down his body until she finally found his crotch. She grabbed his cock and inserted it into her awaiting slit. 

Ophelia let out a loud moan as she clamped down onto the playboy’s member. She hadn’t felt this way in years. This potion worked perfectly! She loved Demitria but Dimitri knew how to fuck. He was a sexual god and Ophelia was lucky to have his member inside her.

They made love for hours, taking turns riding each other and fucking in different positions. “I’m going to cum darling,” Dimitri groaned. “Cum inside me. Knock me up baby,” Ophelia said, leaning down and kissing him. Without warning, Dimitri finally came inside Ophelia’s unprotected womb. They shared a few more kisses until his cock finally slipped out and they began bathing in the afterglow. 

As they were coming down from their high of an orgasm, Dimitri felt a pit in his stomach. Only a few moments later and Demitria was back. “What did I miss?” she asked. The housewive’s giggled and shared a kiss. “I love you,” Ophelia said. “I love you too,” Demitria responded. “You should probably go soon. My husband’s gonna be home in a few,” Ophelia said, disheveled. Demitria put on her clothes and blew one more kiss before leaving. A memory of being a male named Dimitri and making love to Ophelia replayed in her head. She loved her sister and wanted to do it again. If only their husbands weren’t in the way.

They continued seeing each other, working on new potions and transforming into Dimitri. A few weeks later, they confessed that they were in love. They never truly loved their husbands, they only married them because they were supposed to. When Ophelia and Dimetria kissed and made love, it was real. Passionate. Loving. 

One day, Demitria knocked on Ophelia’s door. “Hey-“ was all that came out before she was interrupted by a passionate kiss. Sparks flew around them as they both melted into the kiss. “I love you,” they said in unison. They giggled before kissing again.

After that kiss, they worked on creating a new potion. It would keep the best parts of Demitria and Dimitri. Essentially, giving Demitria a cock. A few hours passed and Demitria didn’t have to think twice before downing the newly created liquid. A few moments passed and a large bulge was visible in her pants. She pulled down her pants and panties to reveal a huge cock, it was just as beautiful as the rest of Demitria.

They made love all night long. They didn’t even care as Ophelia’s husband found them in the living room. They walked out together, laughing and kissing each other. 

They later divorced their husbands and got an apartment together in the city. They were so happy to leave their old lives behind, they were so happy just to be together. They both got jobs doing what they love and came home to make love.

A month had passed and Ophelia had felt a little sick. She drove to the local drug store to pick up medicine, and also picked up a pregnancy test before leaving. After getting home, she went to the bathroom to figure out if it was happening. Demitria was just about to leave for work until Ophelia glomped her and attacked her with kisses. “What’s up with you, babe?” Demitria asked. She handed her girlfriend the pregnancy test. Her jaw dropped as she saw the results. Positive. 

They shared a passionate kiss before they both cleaned up and left for work. They couldn’t wait to be mothers and as Ophelia’s baby bump grew, they were only falling more and more in love.

The Adults Are Talking

Michael and Paige were in a rut. They had been happily married ever since they graduated from college a few years earlier. The only problem was that they didn’t see eye to eye on a few important things. One of those important things was starting a family. Paige wanted to have children while Michael didn’t, preferring to either adopt or stay celibate. 

One night, they went to a bar hoping to take their minds off of the children situation. “What’s up losers?” a man said, walking towards them. Michael sighed as he recognized the man. His name was Nick. He used to bully Michael ever since their freshman year of high school. They hadn’t seen each other in almost a decade, ever since high school graduation. Michael knew he was safe since they were going to different schools for college. 

The three of them had an oddly nice time together, reminiscing on their time in school and how their lives. Nick found himself staring at Paige most of the time, as if he was imprinting himself on the married woman. A few hours and drinks later, the married couple went back home. Michael felt a strange pit in his stomach but he just assumed that it was from the drinks. 

After getting home, Michael attacked Paige with a passionate kiss. She melted into the kiss, he picked her up and carried her to their room. He gently placed her down on the bed, they ripped off their clothes before attacking each other again with kisses. As they made love, Paige was thinking about Nick. His stare into her eyes back at the bar made her pussy slightly moist, and she couldn’t help but think that he’d be a good lay. But she was a married woman. She went back to thinking about Michael as they fucked that night. Right before he came, he pulled his cock out of his wife’s pussy and a small load of semen flew onto her belly. They didn’t think anything of it as they cleaned themselves off and fell asleep.

The next morning, Michael felt strange. He felt...shorter? He measured himself and found that he lost a few inches and pounds. Paige giggled as she saw her husband’s new stature. Michael scoffed before putting on his clothes and leaving for work. They shared a quick kiss before he left, leaving Paige by herself. Paige took a personal vacation from work so she could be by herself and be with her husband more. 

Suddenly, as if something was controlling her, Paige put on a new pair of clothes and walked outside. She didn’t know where she was going until she pulled up at the house she had found herself at. Nick opened the door and smiled as he saw her. He pulled her in for a passionate kiss, Paige surprisingly didn’t break it, and pulled her inside. It was something she had never felt before with Michael. It was oddly freeing as they kissed and before she knew what was going on their clothes were off.

Inside Nick’s bedroom, they were on the bed and kissing. Nick maneuvered the married woman until she was on all fours. Paige let out a small moan as Nick’s cock found it’s way inside of her vagina. It was slightly bigger than her husband’s, in both size and girth. She felt an immense amount of pleasure that she hadn’t felt since marrying Michael. “Say my name,” Nick said, inches away from Paige’s ear. “Nick...” she replied softly. “Louder,” Nick demanded. “Nick!” Paige screamed as she felt the first of many orgasms explode out of her.

Michael worked at an office building answering calls. It was boring and tedious but it paid the bills. He felt that strange pit in his stomach again and ran to the bathroom. His hair was getting longer, until it reached his shoulders. Small breasts formed on his chest and he looked slightly younger. He went back to working in his cubicle as smaller transformations happened inside of him.

When he got home, his wife was sitting on the couch. He asked her what was wrong but she didn’t respond, as if she didn’t even hear him. The only thing on her mind was Nick and the affair. She knew that she had to see him again, but she didn’t know whether it was to do it again or to tell him off. 

Over the next few days Paige would keep seeing Nick. She tried to tell him off but Nick was getting stronger and more masculine. Meanwhile, Michael seemed to be getting more feminine. His hair kept growing, the breasts on his chest kept getting bigger until they were around a b-cup, and his average sized penis receded into his body. 

Once he got home, he looked more like Paige’s slightly masculine daughter rather than her husband. She made him stay in the guest room as she couldn’t even look at him like this. Once they were in separate rooms, Paige took out her phone and called Nick. “Hello?” he asked. “Nick. It’s Paige. My...husband isn’t looking so well and I want you to come over,” she said. “I’m on my way babe,” he said before ending the call. It wasn’t long before Nick was at Paige’s house. He walked into the guest room and saw what Michael had become. He was definitely more female than male now. He looked like an eighteen year old girl and was seemingly getting younger. 

“Oh I’m sorry. Is your mother here?” Nick said sarcastically. “You son of a bitch! What did you do to me?” Michael asked in a completely feminine voice. “Remember when we were at the bar? I put something in your drink. Paige has been seeing me recently and your masculinity is draining me and turning you into a girl,” Nick said. Michael broke down in tears. These new female hormones were driving him crazy. 

Nick laughed before turning and leaving the guest room, leaving Michael to his transformation. He walked to Paige’s bedroom and knocked on the door. Paige opened the door and attacked her lover with a passionate kiss. She was completely in love with Nick now. She didn’t think of Michael in a romantic light anymore. It wasn’t long before they were on the bed and naked again. As they had sex, Michael was transforming yet again.

He was getting smaller, the ring on his finger fell off and faded away. The work clothes on him seemed to be getting bigger as his body got smaller. He fell out of his work clothes, leaving his feminine body naked before he began fading away. It seemed that he was split into two. Half of him was inside his former wife and the other half was inside Nick. “I’m gonna cum baby,” Nick said as a ring formed on his finger. “Cum inside me, my love,” Paige said to her husband. The husband and wife shared a warm kiss before Nick finally came inside his wife’s unprotected pussy. 

The spell had completely worked. Paige was now Nick’s wife and Michael ceased to exist. Instead, Michael had turned into the little genome that was inside Paige. In nine months, their daughter would be born.

Eight months later...

Nick woke up next to his pregnant wife. She looked so beautiful with her baby bump, knowing that their daughter was in there and growing. It was only a matter of time before Sophia would be introduced to the world. Nick loved his new life, with a loving wife and baby on the way he was invincible. He hated Michael but he would ultimately forget about that loser.

Paige loved her husband to death. He was strong, handsome, and manly. She forgot that Michael ever existed. She only knew Nick and Sophia. She couldn’t wait for Sophia to be born, to hold her baby girl in her arms. Life was good for the couple, maybe after Sophia’s born they could give her a brother. The name Michael circled around in their minds.

This Stupid Shift!

 This stupid fucking shift! Let me start from the beginning. When the great shift hit, the whole world went into chaos. The people on the news were encouraging everyone to stay home and think pure thoughts. Well, let's just say that didn't happen. 

One morning, I woke up not in my bed. I looked over and saw my father sleeping next to me! I furiously ran to the bathroom and screamed when I saw my reflection. I was my mother! 

I must've woke up the whole house because the next thing I knew, my whole family was screaming as well. My father ran to the bathroom and examined himself in the mirror. "Why am I dad?" he asked, clearly annoyed and confused. My sister was in my dad's body! I didn't know whether to puke or pass out, but I managed to hold myself together and tell her that I was her brother. 

Minutes later, we calmed down and got dressed in our new clothes. I had no experience with putting on female clothes and makeup, so my sister had to help me. "Mom! Dad! Where are you?" we yelled in unison. "We're downstairs," came from my sister's old body. It was good to know that my parents were still here, but the fact that we swapped with each other still freaked me out. 

We went downstairs and saw our old bodies sitting next to each other on the sofa. "Mom?" I asked. My old body raised it's hand. "Dad?" my sister asked. Her old body raised it's hand. I chuckled. Not only were our parents us, they were different genders as well. We sat down next to our "children" and watched the news. 

We were devastated to hear that scientists were baffled by this shift and that any and all changes were permanent. We weren't getting our bodies back! I held my "husband's" hand in fear, feeling the warmth emanating from him made me feel safer. 

It took a while for my family to get used to our new lives. It was weird at first hearing my former parents call me mom, but it felt nice. My husband and I got new jobs, and our children went back to college. Oddly enough, my son was more popular than I ever was. My daughter got a new boyfriend and he was clearly jealous of him. He eventually got over it as he got a new girlfriend. They looked happy with their new partners, but a mother could tell when something was off. 

In the middle of the night, I heard strange noises coming from their shared bedroom. I got up and checked out what was going on. As I crept towards their room, the noises got louder and then I heard my daughter saying my son's name in between what sounded like moans. I opened the door and my jaw dropped as I saw my children having sex.

They immediately froze once we locked eyes. "Mom! It's not what it looks like," my son said, quickly taking his cock out of his sister's pussy and putting on a pair of underwear. My daughter quickly dressed as well. "What the hell were you thinking?" I asked, folding my arms. They explained that after the shift happened, they had trouble getting used to their new bodies, being younger and different genders. They still loved each other, but now that they were brother and sister they swore off sex. They got new partners, but they just weren't the same as when they were with each other. "Please, mom. We just want to love each other like before," my daughter said, tears in her eyes. 

I unfolded my arms and sat down next to them. I gave them both a kiss on the cheek, my son blushing. "I'm not going to pretend that this shift has been easy, because it hasn't, remember that I used to be your son. I know you still love each other, so next time try to be a little quieter, okay? Your father is still sleeping," I said. "Thanks mom. You're the best," my children said, giving me a big hug. "Get some sleep you two. You still have school tomorrow," I said, breaking the hug. They gave me a kiss on my cheeks before falling asleep in each other's arms on my son's bed. 

When I got back to my room, I passionately kissed my husband on the lips. Ever since the shift, my former sister never wanted to show me the same kind of affection that my former parents did to each other and myself. "What was that about?" he grumbled. "Just wanted to show how much I love you," I said, snuggling up next to him. "I love you too. Now let's get some sleep," he said, quickly snoring afterwards. 

A week had passed and I just couldn't take it anymore. I was horny. REALLY horny. I needed my husband's cock inside me and I needed it now. Once he got home from work, I pounced on him and attacked him with kisses. "What's gotten into you?" he asked. "I need you," I whispered. Our eyes connected and I felt the need build up inside me. 

We arrived at our room and I quickly undressed him. I pulled down his underwear and gasped as I saw his massive dick. He was hung like a horse! No wonder my former parents loved each other so much.

I needed it inside me as soon as possible. I looked up and he seemed uncomfortable but I reassured him that it was ok by putting it in my mouth. The feel and warmth made my pussy wetter than a waterfall. He placed a hand on the back of my head, ecouraging me to go deeper. Thankfully, I had no gag reflex so I could take my man's massive length all the way inside my throat. He then picked me up, I giggled at his strength, and threw me on the bed. He crawled to me and kissed me before inserting his spit-lubed cock into my wet vagina. 

The sex was amazing. It felt so much better as a woman than it ever was as a man. We made out as he slowly thrusted in and out of me. "Just fuck me already," I whispered in his ear. His tongue invaded my mouth as he began thrusting harder, his balls slapping my ass and making me moan harder. I'm sure that my kids were listening and doing the same thing, but I didn't care. I wanted this moment to last forever. 

Moments later, my legs were wrapped around his waist, ensuring that there was no escape for him. "I love you," I screamed as he came inside my unprotected womb. I heard my daughter do the same and my husband quickly got dressed and left. I chuckled as I raised my legs, ensuring that his tiny swimmers would find my eggs. 

My husband quickly found out what our children were doing. The talk was long and awkward, but I supported my children unapologetically. "This is incest!" he lightly yelled. "Technically, we're brother and sister in our parent's bodies. Would you call what we just did incest?" I asked him, my hand on his thigh. He quickly calmed down and accepted the fact that our whole family was now fucking each other. 

One month later, we were having a nice dinner. Now that we didn't have to hide anything, my children were more hands on with each other, my daughter sitting on her brother/lover's lap. "Look at my babies. They're all grown up," I said, a tear forming in my eye. We all shared a laugh as we kissed our lovers. "I have an announcement to make," my daughter said. "It came back positive. I'm pregnant," she said. My husband and I applauded and celebrated as they kissed. "I have an announcement too," I said, rubbing the small swell in my belly. 

Our family tree was about to get a lot weirder.

True Love

It all started normally. I woke up on the right side of the bed, brushed my teeth, took a shower and got dressed for a nice day out. My wife gave me a kiss on the cheek as I walked out the door.

The sun was shining, birds were chirping and people were running away. I walked in the direction people were running from and saw a man shooting at people with what looked like a phaser from Star Trek. He shot randomly but instead of his victims dying, they were transformed. Innocent people turned into beautiful bimbos, the opposite gender, even children.

I tried to stop him, but my vision was blinded by a bright flash of white. When my vision returned, the bastard was gone. A nice man helped me up and asked, "are you okay miss?" I gave him a confused look and he walked me to a mirror. My whole body was changed! I was a woman! I looked like I was in my 20s now. He offered to take me home, instead of responding I silently nodded my head and we walked to his truck.

The ride was silent and awkward. He tried asking me questions, but I was too shaken to try answering them. Once we arrived, I shook his hand and left. I knocked on the door, and my wife answered. I told her who I was and suprisingly she believe me. Once we were inside, I told her everything that happened. "I still love you," I said, holding back tears. "And I love you, but I'm just not that into women," she said. 

For the next month we lived together but we didn't sleep in the same room or have sex. I tried having sex with men, but they never did anything for me. Thats when I realized, I was a lesbian. I liked girls when I was a male, so I still liked girls as a female. I hit up a lesbian bar that I found online and looked for girls there. 

The first girl was named Jade. She was really cute. When we went to her place, she immediately attacked me with her tongue. Our tongues intertwined as we furiously made out. When she pulled out a strap-on, I was so horny that I didn't care. I placed my wet pussy down onto the strap-on, closing my eyes and letting the immense amount of pleasure flow through me. 

The second girl was named Bella. She was absolutely adorable, but she was more down to business. I ate her pussy like it was my last meal, but all I could think about was my wife. How I would eat her out, or how she would eat me out. 

A week later, I couldn't take it anymore. I sat with my wife on her bed and kissed her passionately. She tried to push me off but I laid her down gently and ripped my clothes off. She also ripped her clothes off as we continued to kiss.

She then began to lick my pussy, expertly licking and sucking every nook and cranny of my pussy. She made me cum just by using her tongue, and I had lost count of how many times I had orgasmed. After she had cum and we were basking in the afterglow I asked her, "Do you still love me like I love you?" She didn't respond, she just smiled and kissed me. We fell asleep in each other's arms. 

Two months later we had managed to get remarried, this time as wives. We have threesomes constantly with a girl that my wife works with. I love my wife with every fiber of my being, and she loves me. I think she loves me more after I became a woman, and that's true love.