Being An Influencer

 I wanted to be an influencer all my life. Growing up in the YouTube generation and seeing so many YouTubers inspired me. 

When I first started, I had no views or comments. In one year I only managed to get 100 subscribers. I was absolutely devastated. I spent all of my time and money trying to make my YouTube channel and I ultimately got nothing out of it. That was when everything changed.

One day, I fell upon a strange shop. There were a few cute girls there who helped me. They seemed to know what my problems were and knew exactly how to help. They gave me a spell and told me to recite it when I got home. 

After I got home, I was so nervous to read the spell that it took me a few hours to build up the confidence to actually recite it. 

After reciting it, everything went dark. When I could finally see again, I was in my bedroom. Did it work? Or was it just a rip-off? I walked to the bathroom and gasped as I saw my reflection. I was a woman! I couldn’t believe it. Before I could react, I heard my phone blowing up.

I walked back to my room and saw hundreds of people following me on Twitter and Instagram. I even had an OnlyFans! My Patreon that I set up was in the thousands and I was actually happy for once. I was popular…no…I was an influencer.

I was finally happy. My lifelong dream was finally achieved. I didn’t care that I was a woman. Getting in touch with my feminine side actually helped in the end. I’ve had fun with a ton of girls on my OnlyFans and they absolutely love it. 

Being an influencer was my dream, but now that I’ve reached it, I’m ready to take it to the next level. Maybe you’d like to have so fun with me. If you’re cute enough, I’ll consider it. 

Well Rested

Reed was an unlucky man. It was his senior year of college and he hadn’t started his final paper. The part that killed him the most was that it was due the next day. After what felt like the tenth cup of coffee, Reed was still hard at work on his paper. His brain was a mess, constantly trying to get words out but there was just nothing there. The insurmountable stress was too much for the poor student and he ended up passing out.

The morning sun shined brightly the next morning, causing Reed to wake up. He groaned softly, a soft and feminine voice falling from his lips. His vision was blocked by blonde hair, which he quickly moved out of the way. There was also a strange weight on his chest. He looked down and saw…boobs? A man walked up to him and leaned down, kissing his lips. Reed found himself returning the kiss and smiling. Why did he do that?!

“Good morning Rebecca,” the main said softly. “Good morning Nick,” Reed instinctively replied. Who was Rebecca? Or Nick? Where was he? 

A few moments later and Nick left. Reed…Rebecca got up from the bed and found clothes, picking them up and slightly struggling to put them on. After putting on her clothes, she walked downstairs and caught her reflection in the mirror. 

Rebecca couldn’t believe it. She was a woman! And a housewife! What was she going to do? How was she going to get her life back? She had a paper due! Suddenly, her kids ran to her.

“Mommy!” they yelled in unison. Somehow, Rebecca knew their names. Lilly and Selena. They clung to their mothers legs tightly and giggled. “My little monsters,” Rebecca replied, smiling and holding them. “Alright, we have to get you ready for school.”

“Do we have to, mommy?” Selena asked, looking up into her mother’s eyes innocently. “We do. Now get dressed, I’ll pack your lunch.” The twin girls sighed and ran back to their rooms. 

Rebecca didn’t know what she was doing or why she was doing it, but she didn’t seem to mind. She was used to and loving her life. After the kids’ lunches were packed and they were dressed, she sent them off as the bus arrived to take them to school.

Rebecca had the house to herself. After cleaning and preparing meals, she grabbed a cup of wine and sat on the couch. She was still concerned about how all of this happened. But she had to admit that it was pleasant to have time for herself and to not have to be stressed with schoolwork. Being a woman was still new for her but she was slowly but surely getting used to it.

A few hours had passed and Nick and the girls had finally returned home. The husband and wife shared a kiss before kneeling down and greeting her lovely children. They shared a nice dinner together and the kids were sent to bed. 

Nick and Rebecca were getting ready for bed and cuddled when Nick smiled and looked down at his beautiful wife. Rebecca looked up and smiled, kissing his lips. “I’m so lucky to have you baby,” she said. “Me too my love. You want to know something?” Nick replied. “I think we should give our girls another sibling.”

It wasn’t long before they were making love in bed. Rebecca and Nick were soulmates, absolutely in love with each other. They made love for hours, moaning softly as to not wake the kids. 

At the end, they collapsed onto each other and fell asleep in each other’s arms. 

As the days went by, Rebecca forgot about her old life. It all seemed like an odd dream to her. Days turned into months and the housewife’s belly grew for her new baby inside. The girls were so excited for a new brother or sister. They promised, in the cutest way, to be the best sisters ever. The name Reed seemed to pop in her head as a good name for a boy. Nick agreed and they eagerly waited for their new baby to be born. 

Nothing But A Pussy

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Mary began teasing her pussy lips, gently touching the fold of her entrance. "Do you like that?" she called out to her womanhood. Her womanhood then seem to react on it's own, moving like it was trying to respond but no words came out. Mary simply smiled. "Sorry Mike," she said to her pussy, "but I couldn't quite make that out." Her pussy seem to try to respond again, but more violently this time. "Mike, you seem angry... don't tell me you don't like being my pussy?" Mike didn't, because until an hour ago he was Mary's living genitalia... he was a man.

Mike had been Mary’s boyfriend for about a year. He wanted to be a good boyfriend and fulfill every one of Mary’s wishes and desires. When she wished for him to see things from a new perspective, they went to see a witch who promised to help the couple. When Mary awoke the next morning, Mike was gone...or was he? It wasn’t until her pussy was wet and moving that she realized where her boyfriend was. He was now her vagina.

As it would turn out, as good of a boyfriend as Mike tried to be, it seem he didn't know quite how to please her in the bedroom. The witch felt the best way to learn about something was to be something, and cursed him to be her vagina till he completely understood how it felt to be her pussy. Mike was not happy at all at with this, but for Mary it not only became a way to teach her boyfriend, but a way to completely control and dominate him for her pleasure. Mike began to feel himself drool... Mary was horny and was making her new pussy wet.

Mike tried desperately to fight this. To somehow become human again. But it was all to no avail. Mary loved how her new vagina seemingly got wet and hot all by herself. “My my Mikey...you’re such a good little pussy. Maybe I should keep you this way. Maybe I should go find a man. Have him cum inside me. Would you like that?” Mary smiled as she taunted her former boyfriend. Mike did not want that. But that wasn’t what Mary was hearing.

Within an hour a new man was at her appartment, flirting and making out with Mary. Mike was absolutely furious at his girlfriend, for not only being her pussy but cheating on him too. However his fury soon turned to fear as the man let his pants drop, and expose him manhood which was a foot long and 2" inches in diameter.  Mary, turned on by his fear, laid down and spread her legs wide. Mike was screaming internally as the man lined up his member at Mary's entrance, but he was powerless to stop what was about to happen. Soon the man began to slide into Mary, and Mike felt himself stretched wide. It felt like someone was sticking a dick in his mouth, but at the same time being stretch... being so full... it felt kind of good...

As the man fucked Mary, Mike felt tingles all over. It felt nice, as if his new form was born to take cock. Mike could taste every inch of the man’s massive member, if he was sucking and licking it on his own. While the man and Mary made love, Mike was starting to love it. He wanted more as the cock slammed into him like a freight train. It felt like centuries went by until Mike could taste small bits of precum. “I’m gonna cum baby. Where do you want it?” the man asked while still slamming into Mary. “Cum inside me,” she responded. Mike wanted to fight his way out but to no avail. He couldn’t believe his own girlfriend could betray him. Her boyfriend becoming her pussy and now wanting him to stay like this. When they met the witch, they seemingly skipped over the place where sex and semen made the transformation permanent.

Mike did everything he could to do get the man's dick out of him before he came, but it just made the sensations so much better for Mary and the man, squeezing and teasing the man's dick more. Soon Mike felt the twitch and the man's warm seed soon filled him. He could feel the magic lock him in place as the cum filled his insides. He was Mary's pussy now and forever.

Mike faded away as Mary’s vagina went back to normal. Life moved on after that day. Mary and the man eventually started dating. She couldn’t wait to marry the love of her life. Her pussy was still wet and horny, but this time it was for him. Mike never existed. Memories of him before and after becoming Mary’s pussy were permanently deleted from her mind as she remembered only her vagina. Her baby bump has grown significantly since. If it’s a boy, the name Mike sounds good.

Another Shift In Power

Dan and Emily walked out of the Starbucks after talking to the mysterious woman named Bridgette. After scheduling an appointment with the therapist Dan just wanted to go home, but Emily desperately needed to fix their relationship. It was about 11:30 and they needed to be on their way. Dan reluctantly got in his truck and they drove off to their therapy session.

Dan was clearly not happy at the session, leaving Emily to talk most of the time. Bridgette was busy writing down a list of potential spells to help the troubled couple. They were much more of a handful than the previous couple she helped. If Dan turned out to be trans as well she’d have a field day with them.

“It seems that you two need to understand each other more. Is that correct?” Bridgette asked. Emily nodded in response. The therapist smiled and gave her a card. It looked like a prop from an old 80’s movie but neither of them could remember the title. “Your wish is granted,” the card read. Dan rolled his eyes. “Alright, that’s enough. We’re done here.” He pulled his girlfriend by the arm out of the room and to the parking lot. They argued for a bit until Emily sighed and got in the truck. 

As they drove home, Emily eyed the card. She then got a text from Bridgette. “Don’t worry about this, hun. I’ll bill you later,” she said with a winky face. 

After arriving home, Dan immediately crashed onto the couch and turned on the TV. Emily went to her bedroom and laid on the bed. The mysterious card was still in her hands and she played with it before falling asleep hours later. 

As the couple slept, they didn’t realize that something was happening to them. They were transforming! Emily’s long hair receded back into her scalp. Her breasts deflated and became pecs. She gained height and lost weight, easily taller than Dan now. 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. The new man tossed in bed, still unaware of his transformation.

Dan was still on the couch as his transformation occurred. His skin became light, soft, and fair. Long hair grew from his scalp until it was down his back. His Adam’s apple faded away, his voice became soft and feminine. Large breasts formed and protruded from his chest. His penis and testicles receded back into his body, leaving a clit and vagina in its place and creating a sexy thigh gap. The newly transformed couple stayed asleep as their transformations finished and subsided.

Emily was the first to wake up the next morning. She walked to the bathroom to practice her daily routine. She saw herself in the mirror for a spilt second then looked back. She screamed as she saw her new body. She was a man! What had that therapist done to her?

Danielle immediately woke up and ran to the bathroom to see what her boyfriend was screaming about. “What’s wrong, my love?” she asked as she saw him examining himself in the mirror. Emily looked over and saw...Dan? It wasn’t Dan, at least physically. She was beautiful. Emily’s jaw dropped at just the sight of her. “Uhh...nothing babe,” she replied. Danielle smiled and kissed her boyfriend on his lips. It was as if a switch turned on in Emily’s brain. Her new penis got hard immediately and she returned the kiss.

The kiss was soft, warm, and passionate. It got more intense as they played with each other’s clothes. Emily’s shirt was the first article of clothing to come off. She played with Danielle’s shirt and pulled the sleeve down to playfully kiss her neck. She was immediately wet as her boyfriend lovingly teased her, just like he always did when he was horny. 

Emily used her newfound strength to pick up Danielle and tore her clothing off as they moved to the bedroom. They smirked and shared a few more passionate kisses before Emily took the rest of her clothes off, her erect cock fully on display. “You’re so sexy Emile,” Danielle said, panting as she rubbed her wet pussy. “So are you,” he replied, moving onto the bed and kissing his girlfriend’s body before inserting his cock inside her moist slit.

Danielle’s legs were raised as Emile relentlessly pounded his love’s vagina. They shared passionate moans and kisses as they made love. They were both in heaven. 

They made love for hours, switching different positions but Emile was still in control the whole time. Back when Emile and Danielle were Emily and Dan, she would constantly ask about when they were getting married and having children. Dan would ignore her and always pull out or wear a condom. “I’m gonna cum baby,” Emile panted. “Cum inside me,” Danielle responded. They shared one more long passionate kiss as he finally came inside his girlfriend’s vagina, painting her walls in potent semen. 

They stayed in bed for the rest of the day, they were completely drained of energy after the intense sex they just had. They cuddled and shared kisses that day.

A few months had passed and many events had occurred. Danielle’s baby bump has swelled significantly as their baby grew and developed. Emile had finally proposed, she of course said yes. Their wedding is in the summer and they had recently found the perfect venue. 

Bridgette watched as the beautiful couple kissed and cuddled together on their couch. Another happy couple saved. She smiled and went back to sipping on her coffee. She considered talking to her boss and asking for a raise. One of these days she would. It was only a matter of time.

Family Ties

Samantha watched as her brother and his girlfriend sat on the couch. Her brother Jacob and his girlfriend Sarah had been dating for about two years at this point. Samantha was jealous. Not because she was single and her brother had a beautiful girlfriend, but because she was in love with his girlfriend. When Jacob and Sarah started dating, Samantha’s heart skipped a beat whenever she saw her. She was absolutely stunning, her personality was just as beautiful. 

Whenever Sarah and Jacob weren’t together, Jacob would act like she never existed. He barely talked about her, instead playing video games or hanging out with his friends. Sarah was Samantha’s BFF. They talked about life and everything under the sun, ultimately leading Samantha to falling in love with her. 

Jacob took a deep breath before getting off of the couch and moving onto one knee. He pulled out a small box and opened it to reveal a ring inside. Samantha felt tears forming as her brothers said those famous four words. “Will you marry me?” Jacob asked, a smile on his face. “Yes,” Sarah replied. 

Yes. That word broke Samantha’s heart. She should be engaged to Sarah instead of Jacob! She pretended to be excited for them, hugging and clapping for them before leaving their house in tears. She knew deep down inside that Sarah was her soulmate and that she would do anything to be with the love of her life.

As she was driving she found a strange store. She went inside and saw a spellbook on display. “How can I help you today?” an employee of the store asked, walking up to Samantha. “My brother just got engaged and I’m in love with his fiancé,” she answered honestly. “I see. Follow me. I think I have something that can help you,” the employee said, waving for Samantha to follow her.

The employee quickly flipped the pages of the exquisitely decorated spellbook until she found the perfect spell. An enchantment spell. “This, my dear, will help you,” the employee said. Samantha stood silent until she was brought back to reality with a snap. “This is on the house, hun. Have fun.” The employee snapped her fingers and suddenly Samantha was back outside. 

The page with the spell was still in her hands as she walked to the nearby jewelry store. She placed the page in her pocket as she searched for the perfect gifts for Sarah and Jacob. After paying for the items, she walked back to her car. Her plan was finally formed and ready to be enacted.

About half an hour later, Samantha finally returned home. She took out the page and the items and chanted the spell. After the enchantment, she placed the items in their boxes and walked to the house.

Sarah and Jacob were still on the couch when Samantha walked in with a bag full of gifts. Sarah was the first to stand up and walk over to Samantha. Jacob took a few more seconds and got up, wrapping his arm around his fiancé’s waist. Samantha pulled out a few boxes and handed them to the couple, keeping one for herself. Sarah opened the box and saw a beautiful bracelet. She wrapped it around her wrist and hugged Samantha, she smiled at how close she finally was to her love. She opened her own box and Sarah was surprised to see that it matched. “Best sister-in-law.” Jacob opened his gift and saw a watch. He hugged his sister and thanked her for the beautiful gifts.

Samantha and the couple spent the whole day together. Her and Sarah were getting closer and closer. The enchantment was actually working! The bracelets were tightly wrapped around the girl’s wrists as they worked their magic. They seemed to forget that Jacob was even with them at points until he spoke up. 

Samantha excused herself and went to the bathroom. As she was using the bathroom, she received a text. It was from Sarah! The name had seemingly changed from “BFF” to “Love Of My Life” followed by a few emojis. “Hey babe,” the text began. “Thinking about you.” Did Samantha accidentally change Sarah’s name on her phone? Did Sarah accidentally send the text to the wrong person? It must’ve been the spell messing things up!

After leaving the bathroom, she noticed that Jacob’s hair was longer and that she seemed to be taller. Samantha sat back down next to Sarah and immediately felt off. She felt a slight stirring in her crotch. She decided to ignore it and continued talking with Sarah. Jacob didn’t notice as he felt the same stirring in his crotch.

Hours had passed and the trio had gone back home. They had seemingly swapped physical traits as Samantha had become more masculine and Jacob had become more feminine. Before going to sleep, Samantha went to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and gasped as she saw her new body. She was a man! She looked like Jacob but she was more handsome than he was.

She shook her head and went back to her room, everything looked different. The color of the room had changed from a light pink to a dark blue. Her makeup desk was completely removed, now replaced with an electronic drum set. Her room had been completely rearranged to suit her new male body. 

Samantha sat down on her new bed, thinking about how the enchantment had changed so much when Sarah walked in. “Hey Sam,” she said. “Hey,” Samantha replied, her new deep voice catching her off guard. Sarah smiled and moved onto Sam’s lap. They shared a kiss, his brain exploded as he finally got to kiss the love of his life. He was fully hard at this point, Sarah took the initiative and took off her clothes. She laid him down on top of the bed and inserted his cock into her moist slit.

They made love for hours, sharing warm kisses and moans. Sam was so happy to finally be making love to Sarah, he had been dreaming about this moment since they first met. He didn’t expect to be male but he didn’t mind as they continued fucking.

It took multiple orgasms for Sam to finally orgasm. “I love you!” they screamed in unison. Sam finally erupted inside Sarah’s womb, filling her walls with semen. 

With that, reality had completely changed. Samantha never existed, only Sam. Sam and Sarah had met in high school and instantly fell in love. They had recently got engaged and their wedding was in August.

Sam’s younger sister Jessica was nerdy yet naughty. She was single but she didn’t care. As long as she had her dildos and vibrators she was happy. Sam loved his baby sister but he got annoyed with her sometimes. Whenever him and Sarah were trying to sleep, Jessica would be moaning loudly from riding one of her many dildos. 

Jessica was the maid of honor at Sam and Sarah’s wedding. Shortly after, she started dating her brother’s best friend Chris. She eventually moved out and started living with Chris, leaving the married couple the house. Now that there was an empty room, it was perfect time for them to start a family. Especially since Sarah’s baby bump has been growing ever since reality had changed. They recently found out they were having a boy. 

The name Jacob sounded perfect.

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.

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. 

Winter Lover

Winter had finally arrived at the college. Snow everywhere on the ground, everyone being bundled up and staying warm. In those few months since my twin brother became my twin mother, we had been talking almost every single day. Sometimes I don’t know which one I’m speaking to, since they seem to take turns and they like to have fun with me. 

One day I got a knock on the door. I opened the door and to my surprise, it was my mothers! They attacked me with seemingly strategic kisses on my face. After the face kisses and hugs, we walked to the couch. They sat in the exact same way, a perfect mirror copy of each other. It was actually kind of cute how they matched each other perfectly. They even finished each other’s sentences as we discussed life. One of them is a stay at home housewife, and the other is working full time. It almost made me forget that my brother was actually one of them. 

I went to the kitchen to grab a few drinks until I felt something call to me. That hasn’t happened since...the medallion. I ran to the bathroom and found that accursed item.

The same medallion that changed my life was suddenly back...and fixed. I smiled and immediately thought of bringing my brother back. I looked at my mothers, ready to wish until I saw how happy they were. I decided to make another wish, but didn’t know what to do. I thought about this for a few minutes until my boyfriend came in.

He was a jock. He was the quarterback of the school’s Football team. When I say jock, I mean it. He was kind of a meat head and paraded me around to his friends. “I just wish that he could understand women better,” I muttered under my breath. Then. I felt that similar burning sensation. Oh shit, I thought to myself. I did it again! I ran out of the bathroom and saw a beautiful brunette standing next to my mothers. She saw me and smiled. She ran to me and passionately kissed me. 

I was shocked at first but found myself returning the kiss. It was soft, warm, and passionate. Very much different, and maybe even better, than my boyfriend. My mothers clapped as they saw our kiss. I knew that this was my boyfriend, but he was infinitely better as a girl.

Memories of my boyfriend seemed to fade away as memories of my girlfriend Morgan took their place. After breaking the kiss, Morgan and I sat down and had a nice conversation with my mothers. They obviously approved of us dating and even wondered when one of us were going to pop the question. I blushed and Megan giggled. She kissed my cheek and held my hand as I came down from my embarrassment. 

We talked for hours and it was nice for my girlfriend to finally meet my mothers. They welcomed her with open arms and she was the love of my life. She was nice, beautiful, funny, and smart. 

Hours later and my mothers had to leave. We hugged and kissed them goodbye and we were left by ourselves. Morgan attacked me with another kiss. It wasn’t long before we were naked and I was straddling her. We made out as she carried me to the bedroom. I wrapped my legs around her and closed my eyes. 

The sex that night was amazing. Morgan truly knew how to make me cum. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, I melted into her warm naked body. There was no other place I wanted to be.

When I woke up the next morning, the bed was empty except for me. I got up and put on some clothes before stepping outside. I saw my beautiful girlfriend making breakfast for the both of us. I snuck up behind her, wrapping my arms around her and kissing her neck. “Morning, baby,” she said. She kissed my cheek before playing our morning breakfast. She was so beautiful that morning. I got lost in her eyes a couple times. She seemed to notice and blushed.

She grabbed a pair of pants from my drawer and left, as we had class and then she had cheerleading practice. I watched in the stands that afternoon after class as she danced around in her sexy uniform.

We spent the rest of the day together, as we always did. I loved her and she loved me. That old question that my moms asked of who was going to pop the question circulated in my mind. Who knew? Maybe it would happen soon.

A few months later...

It was Thanksgiving day and my mothers decided to have a small dinner this year. Instead of inviting everyone in the family, it was my mothers, my girlfriend, and myself. We had a nice dinner and conversation afterwards. A few laughs and wine sips later, my girlfriend kneeled next to me. I gasped and my mothers smiled. She pulled out a small box with a ring inside. 

I laughed after she proposed and kneeled as well. I also pulled out a small box with a ring inside. It seemed we both had the same idea. We said yes at the same time and kissed. My mothers clapped and celebrated our double proposal. They couldn’t get enough of us that day. 

I have the best fiancé in the world. She’s kind, funny, smart, and especially gorgeous. She’s the love of my life. My soulmate. I wonder where that medallion is now. I sure as hell don’t need it anymore. I have everything I could ever want. A loving fiancé. Two beautiful kind mothers. What else could a girl want?

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.

Making His Dream Girl Pt. 3 Choice A

Hi all! This is a sequel caption to choice A of part 2. I hope you enjoy and happy reading!

I awoke in Kelly's arms as I felt a wave hit my body. I deduced that it must've been from the broken machine. I felt my body changing until all of a sudden, I felt and looked different. I ran over to the bathroom to find out that I now looked like a beautiful brunette! 

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

I met the love of my life, Kelly, in college. We were roommates, and quickly became best friends. We did everything together, eating and going to parties together. We laughed it off when people thought we were either twins or dating. That's when it began. During senior year, she couldn't take it anymore. She woke up me and told me that she was in love with me. I knew that she was a lesbian, and I was bisexual myself. I broke down as I told her that I had a crush on her too, and we kissed for the first time.

During our graduation, she went down on one knee and proposed. I gasped as I saw the most beautiful ring being held by the most beautiful woman in the world. One year later, we were married. 

I walked back to our room, and I saw my beautiful wife sleeping. I went back to our bed, kissing her on her forehead. She woke up, and returned a kiss to my lips. "Good morning, beautiful," she said. Her smile making my heart flutter immediately. Even with bed head and morning breath, she was still the perfect woman. 

She walked to the bathroom, leaving me alone on the bed. I tried to fall asleep, but something was wrong. I was horny. REALLY horny. I kept thinking about how she would eat me out like there was no tomorrow, how she could make me cum in a mere matter of minutes. My pussy was wetter than a waterfall. My hand subconsciously worked its way down to my vagina, and then I saw my wife naked.

She crept towards me and tore off my clothes. Whenever we had sex, she always wanted me to call her mommy. I didn't understand it but it seemed to turn her on. "Have you been a good girl?" she whispered as she began slowly rubbing my clit. "Yes mommy," I replied, holding back my moans. "Do you want mommy to make you come?" she asked, rubbing faster. "Yes mommy. Please!" I said as small moans escaped my lips. "You better do the same to mommy," she said as she quickly maneuvered to sit on my face.

I ate my "mommy" out as she continued rubbing my pussy. We were drowning in pleasure as I ate her out, she was clearly enjoying as much as I did. Minutes later, we came simultaneously before picking me up and carrying me to our bathroom, cleaning ourselves and making new messes in the process. 

Once we were clean and got dressed, I received a call from my parents. They explained to me how they desperately wanted grandchildren. Since I was an only child, I had no siblings to rely on for this. After the call ended, I told my wife and she scoffed. "Well, I'm not doing it. My body's too beautiful to be carrying children," she said. I agreed with her on her body being beautiful. Since I didn't trust artificial insemination, I reluctantly agreed to get myself pregnant.

A month later, I found a man at a bar who agreed to impregnate me. He was relatively attractive, although not as hot as Kelly. When we arrived back at my place, he tried to kiss me but I quickly stopped him. I told him that he was here just for sex, so no kissing or foreplay. 

He fucked me with an intensity that I never experienced before. I had dated boys before in high school, but they were just boys, not men, and never gave me that satisfaction until I met Kelly. Our collective moans crescendoed into intense orgasms and screams. I saw my wife smiling as she saw me getting furiously railed. Moments later, he finally came inside me, knocking me up. 

After he finally shot his load, ensuring that I would be carrying his child, we cleaned ourselves and got dressed. We paid him handsomely for his deed and he left. Kelly walked over to me and kissed my tummy, her future child soon to be inside. 

9 months later, I gave birth to a healthy baby girl. Everyone was happy that day. My parents were happy to finally have a grandchild, Kelly and I were happy to have a child, and I'm sure that man was just happy to have knocked up a pretty girl.

I love my wife and our child. She really is my dream girl, and I wouldn't have it any other way.