A New Perspective (Guest Post)

Hi everyone. Youngblood here. This is a guest post written by the insanely talented and beautiful Benni over on discord. Send her some love! Also, this post does contain flashing lights and images. If you are photosensitive, I highly encourage you to look somewhere else. Happy reading!

“Michael, Im not continuing this anymore. I've made myself totally clear on this, everytime you bring it up. I'm not ready to have children! I love you but you need to stop pressuring me!" Catherine exasperated, to the side of Michael's face, humbled and humiliated after another conversation turned argument. Michael had noticed far more of them lately, but he kept his tongue bit for the sake of his wife. He could her point, but he just wanted to start a family with the love of his life, if only she was in as right a place to do it as him.

After an awkward silence, Michael looked away, understanding her point of view and sighing a muttered "Psssshht" under his breath. As he bit the inside of his lip, choosing what to say next, to reassure his wife, Catherine had heard Michael's muttering aside from her. How dare he call her a "Bitch"!! For wanting to make her own choices about her body and when she wants to carry a child! He was so selfish, she couldn't believe his ignorance. "You selfish prick! You know what, Mike? Alright, Fuck you! You can HAVE a baby! Since you're so keen on forcing motherhood on me" Catherine burst, before storming out and into the bedroom slamming the door shut, behind her.

Michael sat there in stunned silence. The deafening quiet, followed by the soft replumping of the cushions as he got up and padded into the guest room.

Catherine paced, furiously, contemplating her revenge, clutching the amulet she won in her college sorority. She wanted to make him think twice about asking her for a while. Make him regret calling her a bitch, with the thought of having a living thing grow in you and then dramatically push out your vagina. She closed her eyes, and after a moment the amulet glowed, the house was engulfed in a mist of sparkles and whimsical dancing particles in the smoke.

Michael was sitting on the bed, deep in thought. How to apologise to Cathy, and assure her you want a family in her own time. He felt a chill, looking down and seeing his clothes had evaporated!? His surprise was knocked out of him by a moan as his twitching member was at full mast, pulsing and spurting cum from receding orbs. He barely had time to notice the skin on his cock change hue to a dark tan, especially since it was shrinking, pulling in towards the burrowing slit developing between her thighs. The tip now her dark brown little clit, and pretty pussy a far cry from his white cock.

Shivering with pleasure, Michael arched her back, feeling her ass and breasts expand to ample, and playful proportions, the snap outwards of her hips, signalling her transition into childbearing womanhood.

He felt the tingle of something on his delicate shoulders, amid the chaos and pleasure. He noticed his hair was now much darker and spilling down her back and breasts, now noticing how the tanned skin colour had now spread all over her body, her sensitive parts a dark brown, and judging by an already wet slit. Her face shifted and snapped, her head now rounded as her head began to burn. Memories of Michael vanishes, as did most of his IQ as her REAL memories of being Mikayla seared themselves into her vapid little head.

She drooled and giggled, as lips plumped, and lashes lengthened. Slimming brows and seductive eyes complimented the girl's looks as a very sexy, and very body confident girl was left on the bed, slowly coming down from her breathy orgasmic high. Until the door shot open.

Catherine was delighted with herself as she felt the energy surge forth and envelop the house. Her body filled with power as muscles bulged and surged. Every flex leaving her more toned and built. She laughed in a deepening cadence, her Adams apple growing as she sprouting taller, now easily over 6ft. Her hair receded to a tidy boyish look, yet it manifested elsewhere with a stubbly beard growing on a more chiseled, angular and piercing face.

Her laughing was cut short into a soft grunt of pleasure, as her clit was expanding and lengthening at an alarming rate, triggered by the descent of his ovaries into sperm pumping testicles. The zipper of her jeans burst as her imposing shaft pushed out, growing thicker and harder.

Cath's clothes began to melt away as he pumped his new cock in animalistic lust, like a distracted gorilla in heat. However a moment of clarity caused him to realise two things. One, that he was naked. And two, that there was someone else who the spell has worked for. Someone who demanded punishment. Someone who needed to be scared into the dangers and ever present risk of pregnancy and womanhood. Cath took only a moment to admire themselves in the mirror before setting out into the hall to find Michael.

"Hey there, little Mamma, have you seen Michael anywhere?" Cath joked as he stood in the doorway, his mighty shaft hanging below his imposing built figure. Mikayla wheeled around, trying to cover up, initially shocked, but pleasantly surprised when she saw the hunk of a man in the doorway.

"N-No, just m-me, Mikayla~" The girl stammered, staring at the mans thick cock. Cath noticed this, and stepped toward the bed, teasing his member, smiling. "Well Im glad to have found you instead, Mikayla. I'm Cath"

Mikayla's big beautiful dark eyes went wide as she saw his stiffening shaft, and throbbing tip. At first its power frightened her but something sparked inside her. Like a small ember, burning away. She wanted to touch it... But he touched her with it instead. The moment Cath poked Mikayla's hand with his dick, she left upon it, grabbing it, and stroking it, admiring its warmth and length.

Are you Cath? Or are you 'getting sucked off'?" Mikayla joked before swallowing the tip of Cath's cock between her plump lips, her wet mouth and tongue doing work to massage between strokes. Cath groaned audibly, at the sensation. He had messed around as a guy before but this was different. It was like, Mikayla really wanted this. And it felt so much better than anything Cath had felt before. It wasn't long before Cath's will had waned entirely and Mikayla had exerted her feminine lust and prowess to coax Cath into her awaiting womanhood.

The first sensation of being penetrated was divine. Mikayla rode her husbands dick for what seemed like eternity until Cath couldnt hold on any longed... And Mikayla's orgasm was climaxed with Cath's as he came inside her tired out pussy, spilling down her thighs and over the sheets, as she ground her sensitive swollen clit against Cath, into motherhood on wave of pleasure.

Several months on, Mikayla had found herself enjoying the new dynamic. While annoyed at Cath for changing the two of them, and not using protection, or pulling out... She had to admit, she loved her baby bump~ and all of her other growing curves as her pregnancy went on into its third trimester. But she had no plans to stop on one. She wanted a family. And a big family is what she got.

Mikayla enjoyed motherhood almost as much as she enjoyed being made a mother by her loving and doting spouse, spoiling her and regularly satisfying her, grateful he would never have to go through pregnancy. However Cath still enjoyed the pregnancy hormones all the same. Just from the base end of his penis.

As funny as the misunderstanding was, years later when they discussed it at their youngest's birthday party, for now, Mikayla was loving the way things became. She was Pretty. Small. Perfect. Loved. And now her children were the same. She was proud of her family and how they grew over the years, as she looked deep into Cath's eyes, wizened by fatherhood. They were the perfect parents and partners. Not only for the kids, but for each other. And Mikayla couldn't have been happier.

The WAP Curse

I hated the GRAMMYs. A supposed celebration of music ultimately turned into a worshipping of untalented, one note artists. None of that was more prominent than with the most recent Grammys. The only award I cared about wasn’t in the official ceremony so I had to read about it after. But unfortunately, I had to watch the official ceremony for a college paper. 

I was a big metalhead, my favorite bands were too niche and underground to even get considered for a nomination. I sat down with my laptop, my college had given it to me so I could take notes for my paper. My father was sitting on the couch next to me since I needed someone to make jokes with. 

I wrote down all the artists and groups that won and which category they were in. I was getting pretty bored, everything seemed to blur together. The live performances were okay, most of them seemed to be lip-synced so me and my father joked about it the whole time. That is until Cardi B started performing her “song” WAP.

The song was absolutely dreadful, deplorable even, but I couldn’t look away from it. It was as if the song itself was possessing me and forcing me to watch. As Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion “sang” I could feel something changing inside of me. I got up and started dancing, not knowing that my body was changing. 

My skin became lighter and fairer. Long, flowing brown hair flowed from my scalp until it covered my growing pectorals as they became breasts. I became slightly shorter and slightly skinnier. My penis and testicles retracted into my body, leaving a cute clit and vagina in its place. My moans and groans became feminine as my Adam’s Apple melted away. My ass expanded until it was big and thicc. My clothes transformed into a new outfit that fit my new feminine form. I fell to the floor as my transformation finished.

I seemed to forget that my dad was still there until I felt his warm hand on my new smooth dark skin. We looked into each other’s eyes until the performance finally ended. I fell back onto the floor as I transformed back into my original body. 

“Dad?” I asked him, shocked and worried. “What happened?” “I don’t know, son. You just...turned into a hot chick,” he replied, chuckling. I went back to sitting on the couch and taking notes. After going back to the usual routine of taking notes and joking, the ceremony finally ended. I had a late night snack and went to bed.

The morning sun finally came and I got out of bed. I went downstairs and saw my father sitting on the couch watching TV. It was as if he didn’t even get off of the couch last night. I walked to the kitchen and prepared to cook breakfast, until I heard a familiar chromatic progression. My body changed again as I began dancing to the song. 

My dad walked in and watched as my bubble butt bounced while I cooked breakfast. He walked up behind me and began kissing my neck. I let out a small gasp as he wrapped his arms around my torso. “These look amazing, babe,” he said. Something in me changed. I finished making breakfast, plated it, and then turned around to see the handsome man in front of me. 

He pulled me in for a passionate kiss. I eagerly returned the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck and allowing my tongue to invade his mouth. After a few minutes, I eventually broke the kiss and kneeled in front of him. I couldn’t help myself. This body combined with the music that was seemingly stuck on loop made me incredibly horny for him. 

I fished out his hard cock and kissed his shaft. Fuck it tasted so good. I shouldn’t have. I knew I shouldn’t have. But I did. And I loved it. I worshipped my father’s....no...man’s cock, expertly licking and sucking and making him moan. 

It wasn’t long before he was fucking my throat. This body didn’t have a gag reflex so I moaned as I deepthroated him. Moments later he finally came down my throat. His load was massive but I managed to swallow it all. He lifted me up and carried me to his room. The sex that day was amazing. He fucked me with such raw power and vigor and I couldn’t get enough of him.

We made love for hours, our naked bodies rubbing and kissing each other. Two things happened then that changed my life forever. My father came inside of my unprotected pussy, and his phone died. The song ended along with my old life as my new one began. It seemed that my father forgot who I was as he called me a name that I didn’t recognize at first. “I love you, Riley,” he said. “I love you too, Patrick,” I instinctively replied. We shared a passionate kiss before he finally pulled out of me, sealing my fate as a woman forever.

It’s been a few months since that fateful day. My baby bump is significantly showing now. Patrick can’t get enough of it though. Before he leaves for he gives me and my swollen tummy warm kisses. I stay at home and focus on taking care of the house and my college work. Instead of being a pretentious music major, I’m now majoring in gender studies. 

I love my new life. Sure, I’m significantly shorter and now carrying my own father’s unborn child, but I wouldn’t change it for the world. I still hate WAP, but I have to respect it for giving me one. 

Actually...my fiancé is coming home. I better take care of him soon. 

A Shift In Power

 My husband and I have been going through a dry spell recently. I've told him how much I wanted children, but he just never wanted to have sex with me. Then one day, I decided that I have had enough. 

We went to a therapist, it was our first time going to therapy so we were both a bit nervous. It started off well until my husband admitted something that rocked me to my core. He didn't want to have sex with me because he didn't like being a man, and that he thought felt like a woman on the inside. I never would've known that he was trans, he had my love and support of course, but I was caught off guard by his confession. 

The therapist seemed to know, as she smirked and slipped us a piece of paper. Before I could ask what it was, our time was up and we left. My husband, or wife now I suppose, was crying in the car, I held her hand as we drove home. 

Once we arrived at home, I went to our bedroom and pulled out that tiny slip of paper that the therapist gave me. I read it out loud and suddenly my vision was blinded by a flash of light. 

Once I was able to see again, I knew something was different. What did this slip of paper do?  I brought my arm up, my ring was still there but my arm was bigger and had hair on it. I looked down and saw that instead of my normal large breasts, my chest was flat. I ran to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I was shocked to see that I was now a man!

"Oh my god," I said, shocked at the sight of my new naked body and holding my mouth closed after I heard my new deep voice. "Honey, are you okay?" my wife asked walking into the bathroom, her voice light and soft. 

God, she was hot. Her huge breasts and her fat ass were absolutely perfect. "Great," I thought to myself. "Now that I'm a male I'm thinking with my dick." Speaking of my dick, it was now fully erect at just the mere sight of her. "Ay mi amor, someone's excited today," she said. When she was my husband, she wasn't latino so it was interesting to see the hot latina she had become. She brightly smiled before bringing me in for a kiss. This was a lot better than before this change. 

We tore off each other's clothes, and before I knew it we were in the shower. We furiously made out before she kissed her way down, kneeling in the process. She smirked as rubbed my cock, the alien sensation driving me wild. We both knew what was about to happen, and I had absolutely no intentions of stopping her. She quickly brought it into her mouth and began sucking. 

The feeling was amazing. The warmth from her mouth and hand enveloping my cock made me involuntarily moan. It wasn't long before she began sucking faster, actively worshipping my new member. I placed my hand on the back of her head, encouraging her to go deeper. Her moans sent millions of tiny shocks throughout my body, causing me to slightly thrust in and out of her mouth. 

She released my cock with an audible *pop* as she stood up and our lips met again. She walked out of the shower, her curvy hips swaying as she walked out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. I walked behind her and she waved a finger, inviting me to have more fun with her. I kneeled on the bed and inserted my cock into her pussy. 

We fucked for hours, if I were still female I would've already came, but as a male I wasn't even close to an orgasm. "I love you, baby," I said, my mighty ballsack slapping my wifes voluptuous ass. "Te amo mucho," she replied in between moans. Sex was so much better as a man! Being the one with the dick and in control was so much more satisfying than having a vagina and being submissive. 

Suddenly, I felt a buildup in my crotch. "I'm gonna cum," I said, my thrusts beginning to go harder and faster. "Cum inside your wife, mi amor," she replied, flexing her pussy muscles. "I'm cumming," we yelled in unison. I finally came inside her, some droplets of semen remaining on the outside as she removed my cock. 

We fell asleep in each others arms, still naked but we didn't care. 

In the morning I called the therapists office to see if we could schedule another appointment with the therapist. I gasped as they told me that they had never heard of that therapist and I hung up. I was a dude permanently! I looked over to my sleeping wife and my whole mood changed. She had the body she'd always wanted and she's finally happy as a woman. It was going to be a long journey being a man for the rest of my life, but I would get used to it. 

Two months later, my wife's belly had gotten slightly bigger. We celebrated with another round of love making after she told me she was pregnant. I had always wanted children and now we were going to have them, only she was the one giving birth. I just hope that wherever that therapist is, she's happy knowing that she changed my life for the better. I love my wife, and I just know that she's going to be an amazing mother. 

Bridgette smiled as she saw the new couple cuddling on her phone. Ever since she became a witch, she had been helping couples. Some were as small as a rejuvination of their sex life, or as big as a shift in power and gender swapping.

She took a sip of her drink and then saw a couple walking into the Starbucks, she immediately could tell that they were unhappy. After they ordered their drinks and sat down, she walked up to the couple. "Who the hell are you?" asked the man. She smiled and sat down next to them. "I'm Bridgette. I'm a therapist and I can just tell that you're both going through something," she said. 

"We're fine thank you," the man said, taking a sip from his cup of coffee. "Actually, my boyfriend here and I have been having some trouble lately," his girlfriend said. "Would you like to schedule an appointment?" Bridgette asked the couple. The girlfriend nodded. "Great! How about noon?" Bridgette asked. "That sounds good," the girlfriend responded. They shook hands and Bridgette left, eager to help another troubled couple.

A New Wife, A New Life

Originally posted on opentgc.com

Sebastian was a good man. He led a simple life, working at a good job and making more than enough to survive. One night, while he was getting ready for bed, he recieved a message. It was from his best friend, a man named Ted who lived with his father Bill.

Bill was something of a mad scientist, constantly experimenting and creating things that 90 percent of the time blew up in his face. 

But this time, he had created something that was his most innovative. 

Ted had told Sebastian that he needed to come over immediately. Reluctantly, Sebastian got dressed and drove over to his best friend's house. He finally arrived, and rang the door bell. Before he could even speak, he was pulled in by Ted and forced inside the house. Sebastian was confused but followed Ted into the basement. 

"This is what you wanted me to see? Your dad made a Tron suit?" said Sebastian as he saw the amazing new invention Ted's father had made. Bill frantically ran from the suit to his table, and from the table to the suit. "This may look like a normal Tron suit, but believe me when I tell you that this is something revolutionary," said Bill as he added the finishing touches to the invention. 

Sebastian laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation. "Put it on," said Bill as he pointed to the suit. Sebastian thought he looked utterly ridiculous in this suit, as he posed in front of Bill and his son. Bill began to explain how the suit worked. Sebastian couldn't follow what he was saying, something about a dimensional tesseract or something. "Basically, with this suit you can turn into anyone or anything," he said using layman's terms. "Now, all I have to do is press a few buttons here, and your transformation should begin...now." Bill chose a form and pressed the button that said "Begin Transformation". 

Sebastian groaned as the transformation begun. Suddenly he was consumed by a blinding white light, and he reappeared as a beautiful older woman, or a MILF. He looked down and felt his new body. Instead of feeling the fabric of the transformation suit, he felt both the fabric from his new clothes and his new soft skin. He saw long blonde hair flowing down his shoulder, and felt a tingle when he touched his new sex. "It worked," Bill said. "What did you to me?!" Sebastian screamed in his matured yet soft feminine voice. He attempted to grab Bill, but since he wasn't used to his new feminine form, he slipped and fainted. 

When he awoke, he saw Bill and Ted staring at him. "What happened?" he said, regaining his vision. "You fell and passed out," said Ted. "Do you remember who you are?" He wanted to say Sebastian, but all that came out was "I'm Tracey, I'm your wife," she said to her husband. 

When Sebastian passed out, Bill and his son made mental changes so the secret of Bill's invention wouldn't go out prematurely. Now, Tracey was Bill's wife and Ted's step-mother. 

Tracey loved spending time with her loving husband and stepson. Bill ended up making more suits, but this time it was for him and his son. They would use the suits to change into whatever they wanted to be. 

One night, they had a girls night in, and they proceeded to make love the whole day. Tracey loved getting eaten out by Billie as Talia ate her out. Their moans of pleasure were so immense that the neighbors started to become concerned. 

On another night, Bill and Ted became big black men and fucked Tracey into oblivion. She loved the feeling of their big, long, thick, black cocks in all of her holes.

But her favorite was a one-on-one lovemaking session with her husband. They could go for hours without orgasming or cumming. But one time, Bill came in her, and she smiled. Bill leaned down and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. Tracey and Bill had talked about having children, but Bill had felt uncomfortable since Tracey was technically still Sebastian. 

Nine months later, Tracey gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. After she gave birth, an invisible seam in the suit sealed shut and the transformation became permanent, but they didn't care. She became a loyal and supportive wife and mother, and she remained very kinky. 

She loved her life and her family. Bill and Ted kept their bodysuits for whenever Tracey was horny, and they were always there to give her pleasure. 

Friends New Invention

Originally posted on opentgc.com. This is what the “Dream Girl” series was originally going to be, until I made it interactive.

Jack finally walked into his house after a long day at work. When he sat down, he thought he had heard something come from upstairs. He didn't pay much attention at first, but he kept hearing it. He ran upstairs and opened the door to his fathers bedroom. He thought it was a rat, but he didn't expect his best friend Michael to be eating out the hottest girl he had ever seen.

What the fuck?!" Jack screamed. Michael and the girl quickly turned to look at the intruder. Michael walked away from the girls needy pussy, and began talking with Jack. "Why are you in my father's bedroom, with some random woman?" Jack asked angrily.

Michael explained that the girl, who was now eagerly rubbing her vagina, was more familiar than he thought. The girl was actually Jack's father, Brian.

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Michael arrived at his friend Jack's house, eagerly awaiting to show him his newest invention. This was easily his most ambitious project to date. The user can physically and mentally transform anyone or anything, into anyone or anything that the user thinks of.

The door opened to reveal Jack's father Brian. "Hi Mr. Hanson. Is Jack home?" Michael asked. "He's on his way home now. You can come in and wait if you want," Brian responded, inviting the young man in.

"Say, what do you have there?" Brian curiously asked. Michael explained everything about his invention. Brian was now invested, and wanted to see it in action. Michael turned on the invention, and brought it to his head. What he didn't know was that the machine had accidentally scanned Brian as the transformee.

Michael closed his eyes, and thought long and hard about what to transform. He opened his eyes, and saw a blonde bimbo where his friend's father originally stood.

Michael began to freak out. What was he going to tell Jack? The blonde beauty that was formerly his friend’s father walked up to the boy, and kissed him. She dropped to her knees and started fiddling with his zipper. Michael stood frozen in shock and fear as she brought his pants down and placed his penis in her mouth.

Michael felt like a prisoner in his own body, as it didn't move while receiving a blowjob from his best friend's father in a woman's body. He orgasmed and finally came inside her mouth. She greedily swallowed it all. The machine beeped and both of them seemed to change, as if they were being controlled by the machine itself. While Michael's was purely mental, Brian (or Brianna) kept changing.

She was now a beautiful black woman. Michael walked behind the girl, and inserted his cock inside her pussy.

The machine kept constantly beeping and changing Brian.

From an asian woman.

To a petite blonde.

To a horny MILF.

Even a gay male.

The machine stopped blinking after Brianna changed into a beautiful brunette. Michael detached his large cock from her pussy, and carried her upstairs and into her bedroom when she was a male. Michael brought his face down to her inviting pussy, and began eating her out.

The lovers kept fucking until they heard Brian's son Jack scream.

Michael explained everything, and brought Jack downstairs to the machine. Jack was unaware that the machine had chosen him next, and began choosing his new form.

Jack could only stand as his body began to change. Almost instantly, Jack become Jackie. She was an absolute bombshell. Michael walked up to her, and blankly stared at her before engaging in a deep kiss. Jackie looked back at her lover and walked back upstairs to meet their lover, Brianna.

The two women lied next to each other, as Michael began preparing his large, throbbing cock. He inserted it into Brianna, and began to thrust into her.

Jackie began rubbing her pussy, eagerly awaiting for her lover's giant cock to ravage her holes.

The three lovers continued to have a threesome, making out, sucking and fucking each other into the night.

They had completely forgot about the machine, until it was too late. Downstairs, little pieces of metal remained scattered all over the floor. The machine had done its job.

The lovers were stuck in their new forms, but that didn't matter to them. They all loved each other, and that's what mattered to them.

Making His Dream Girl Pt. 3

Originally posted on opentgc.com as the finale to the “Dream Girl” interactive story.

...an asian woman! Was this what Kelsi wanted me to be? Did I always want an asian girl? Those thoughts raced in my head, while I examined my body. I heard Kelsi moan, her voice was suspiciously lighter and higher. My body suddenly stiffened, and new memories entered my body.

My parents are from Japan, they had moved to America when I was a baby. We moved to New York City and lived there until I left for college. That's when I met the love of my life, Kelly. We were roomates, and quickly became BFFS. During senior year, she told me that she had a crush on me. She told me that she was a lesbian, and I was bisexual myself. I told her that I had a crush on her too, and we kissed for the first time.

We dated for 2 years, until she proposed to me in Griffith Park. I of course said yes. We graduated and later got married.

I walked back to our room, and I saw my beautiful wife sleeping. She really was amazing. I went back to our bed, kissing her on her forehead. She woke up, and returned a kiss to my lips. "Good morning, mishii," she said. Her smile making me melt immediately. I loved everything about her.

She walked to the bathroom, leaving me alone. I tried to sleep, but something felt wrong. I was horny. REALLY horny. I kept thinking about how she would eat me out like there was no tomorrow. She could make me cum in mere minutes. My pussy was wetter than a waterfall. My hand subconsciously worked its way down to my vagina and started rubbing it.

Pleasure washed over me as I jilled off. Moan after moan fell from my lips, until I finally orgasmed. My perfect wife walked in on me masturbating and dived in, licking my pussy.

Like I said, she was an expert at her craft. I orgasmed again, leaving my sticky juices on Kelly's face. She kissed me again and we fell asleep in each others arms.

I love my wife, she really is my dream girl. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

The End(?)

Finally Has His Dream Girl

Originally posted on opentgc.com as an interactive story.



...a thicc latina! Everything about him...her... was perfect. Her highlighted hair, her perfect complexion, her large breasts, her long legs. But the best part about her was her large ass, which was to die for.

"You are in so much trouble!" My former father screamed until he went blank. Along with physical changes, the machine also had mental changes, so my dream girl wouldn't be begging me to change her back.

She suddenly jumped with life. My father's mind was gone and Kelsi (I had to give her a name so the change could be completed) was born.

"Hola sexy," Kelsi said in her sultry, seductive voice. She leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I was in shock that the machine actually worked, but her kiss was so intoxicating, that I ultimately returned it, our tounges battling each other.

She broke the kiss, and started undressing me. I sat and did nothing, I was truly under her spell. She stood me up, and she kneeled down. She grabbed my cock and started rubbing it, giving me a handjob. Her soft hand felt amazing against my slowly hardening penis.

After my cock became hard as a rock, she grabbed it and brought it into her mouth. Her warm mouth felt even better than her hand.

My hand subconsciously moved to the back of her head, and I began to thrust into her mouth. Her elegant moans caused my moans to crescendo into an orgasm that overtook me as I exploded into her mouth. She greedily and hungrily swallowed it all.

She walked over to my bed, and waved me over. Kelsi was absolutely insatiable! "Take me," she whispered in my ear before seductively licking it.

She crawled on top of me as I inserted my cock into her ass. The feeling of my cock in her thicc ass felt amazing! Kelsi really was the perfect woman. After an hour of pounding her, I finally came in her ass. We proceeded to make out, until I heard something fall. I looked over to see my machine broken! At first I was devastated, but then I felt happy, like a weight came off of my shoulders. I loved this beautiful woman to death, and she loved me.

My father was basically dead for all I cared, Kelsi was all that mattered to me.

We cuddled until I felt a wave hit my body. I deduced that it must've been from the broken machine. I felt my body changing until it stopped. I ran over to the bathroom to find out that I looked like...