Potent fertility symbol.

Anthony had never seen this shop before, but for some reason he was compelled to go inside.

It was small, dark, cramped, and full of antiques.

He was drawn to a glass cabinet containing a doll of a pregnant woman.

He almost jumped out of his skin when an old Man's appeared from behind the counter and told him it was a very Potent fertility symbol.

For some reason, Anthony wanted to buy it and could not leave it behind.

That night, while he slept, he had the strangest dream.

He dreamt he was a beautiful young woman, pregnant, full of life energy and joy.

When he woke the next morning, he discovered his dream had come true: he was now a beautiful blonde pregnant woman in her mid-20s, and there was no fear or anxiety in him.

He accepted the fact that the goddess had done this to him, and it was his sacred duty to honour her name, honour the fruit she had put in his belly, and be the best mother he could be. 

See how he likes it.

 Ann found it amusing that her 19-year-old son used her magazines and lingerie catalogues for his own enjoyment.  

She enchanted one of her lingerie catalogues so that the next time he picked it up, he would transform into a stunning young woman and lingerie catalogue model, letting him see the world from a whole new woman's perspective.

What a woman.

Michael was the type of guy who could have any girl he saw, and he did, but when he had his way with them, he left them; why he did it was several reasons, or no reasons at all. Why he does this some said he does it because, he could now fate, or karma he got his cumulants, it happen several months later it started on a full moon, it happen around 7 pm, within several minutes, maybe 30 minutes Michael was changed into a girl, his shock when he saw himself, he wanted to screamed but something within him started to have warm sensation, within him, almost pleasurable, then he was wearing a dress and heels, he got really and got out and drove to a club or bar, for the first hour or so, he/she was looked , that wasn't the right word he/she was hunting for guys for sex, he/she didn't want love, but sex , not passion , but lust , carnal sex, Michael wanted it desired , she had one or twice three times orgasms , when the night became morning , Michael had a headache and half, then he remember what happen last night, he couldn't believe it, that what HAPPEN , he was so , so embarrassed that what happen, he hoped it was a one-time thing , but there was a note on his table, it say, " Hello Michael, I hoped you enjoyed your first time as a girl, you probably enjoyed it ,because the way you acted last night, your wondered why, because , what you done to me and how you done it, why you did it, so I created away to punish you, you think it is a one-time thing, you can forget it, this the first of many nights, the only way when your Jessie you will need to have several orgasms to get your head clear, oh there are several ways out you will have clear head on blood moon, but the next blood moon won't be for another three years, or you can find someone the will given you passion than lust , good luck finding a guy that want you for love than lust, then the next night Michael turned into Jessie, and still was developing a reputation for being easy, and it was a two and half years until Michael as Jessie easy and he/she wanted live a full as full person , not half a person , living as guy, and sex-crazed girl at night, and it was wearing Michael thin, but Micael wanted a whole life, but there was a cached if Jessie found love and passion, it would Michael into Jessie totally, but he didn't know that , he was tired of those night of lust as a girl, he couldn't remember the last time, he had sex as a guy, but hopefully , Jessie could find that guy, that is another tale

The Vacation, Josef Zápotocky, edited by AG

 The Vacation, Josef Zápotocky.

My younger sister, Vivienne, 11 years old, has never been on a beach vacation with our parents. She's never seen the ocean because our parents are famous—well, our kind, beautiful mom, Ali Larter—butshe'ss just really busy. And I'm her older brother; I'm 28, butI'mm in a wheelchair, so Iwouldn'tt be able to take good care of her during the vacation. We've always tried to coordinate plans with our mom. Still, it never worked out. "I just want to see the ocean on vacation, Josef", she told me as she cried in her room, and I said, "I know, but it would look weird if we travelled together like that—me in a wheelchair and you without Mom," I explained, and she kept crying into her pillow. Wait here", I said. "I'll be right back". Then I had an idea. I went to see Mom, Ali Larter. and told her, "I'lll take Vivienne on that vacation by the seashe'ss wanted for so long"" I said, and Ali asked, ""How"" and I replied, "I'lll be you—turn me into a copy of yourself, Mom, andI'lll take Vivienne to the sea"" She smiled and replied, "You'lll be me and have my vagina and boobs"" and I said, ""Yes, Mom, I'dd like to do this for Vivienne"" and she said it was a good idea after all, andthey'lll tell Vivienne together that Mom, Ali Larter, is going to turn Josef into a copy of herself so they can go on vacation with her brother—thatit'ss the best solution.

Part 2

Two weeks before our vacation, my mom teaches me how to be like her and take care of myself as a woman—like Ali Larter: boobs, vagina, hair, and so on. Then my mom and I pack together—her things, which are now mine. After that, I help my sister pack for the vacation so I can step into my mom's shoes, like moms usually do. And then my sister and I went to a nearby swimming pool so we could try out, just for fun, whatit'ss like to be mother and Daughter instead of brother and sister—and also so I could get used to my new Body: our mom's boobs and vagina. 

Part 3

My younger sister Vivienne and I—as Mom—are already on vacation. I'lllet you choose the destination we flew to. We're already settled in at the beach. I'm wearing a purple bikini and having a great time, and so is my sister. I'd also like to get a tan and take off my bra like women do, but Ican'tt because my phone keeps buzzing with messages from our mom, who keeps sending me all kinds of messages like, "So, what's it like there? How's Vivienne? HHow'syour vagina"? To which I replied, "I'm down and not texting me all the time, damn it. Everything'sunder control. I'm a mom now, remember? And I have a vagina. I'd never in my life let anything happen to my sisterwho'ss my child now—happen.

Part 4

But my mom kept texting me. After our afternoon nap, we were back at the beach, and my phone kept ringing. I muttered to myself, "Damn, what does that pussy want now?" So I messaged her on Messenger: "Don't worry, Vivienne's fine. Come on, sweetie, and say hi to your other mom," Vivienne said. "Don't worry, Mom, my brother's great," Mom said. "And we're having a great time here. See you later, I'm going in the water", she said, and I replied, "Be careful, Hone," and she handed the phone back to me. So you believe me now thatshe'ss okay? I told you nothing would happen to her. "And from then on, Ali Larter—our mom, Ali Larter—only texted once a day, and I was relieved that shewasn'tt bugging me all the time anymore and that I could finally focus on myself as a woman, too. 

Part 5: 

It's a great vacation—our mom isn't worried about us anymore, and she finally trusts me. My sister and I talk, play, do crossword puzzles, play games on our phones, and so on. It's really brought us much closer together as mother and Daughter.

Part 6

One evening after dinner, we were coming back from a walk in a nearby town, and Vivienne asked me, Josef, brother, what's it like to be our mom, Ali Larter. Honestly, I was a little taken aback when she asked, butI'dd been expecting it. You know, it's great; I'm glad she turned me into herself—but at the same time, I was a little scared. But you'll find out for yourself when you become a mom too. But for me, it's special—I can walk again, and most importantly, I can finally do things with you that Icouldn'tt do before." "Do you want to say something?" I asked. And she said, "Yes, I've been thinking about it for a long time, but now I'm sure—I want to be our mom, Ali Larter, forever, so we can go on trips and vacations together more often, and maybe sometimes help our mom, Ali Larter, with filming TV shows and movies, but primarily, I want to be here for you." So youwon'tt mind if I become our mom, Ali Larter, permanently." As she said, "Yes, I want you to stay this way." Ava gave a big, sweet kiss on the cheek and hugged me.

Part 7

I took Vivienne to the premiere of the revival of Legally Blonde, which celebrates its 25th anniversary this year—a movie in which our mom played a significant supporting role as a famous fitness entrepreneur and former Delta Nu sorority member. Brooke Taylor Windham, who was accused of murdering her wealthy husband, and the main character, Elle Woods, (Reese Witherspoon) defended her in court and got her acquitted. Our vacation may be over, but she still has two weeks of summer break left before she goes back to School, so we enjoyed a wonderful day together as mother and Daughter while Mom learned her lines for the new season of the TV series Landman.

Part 8

This time I had a few days to myself because my sister was staying with friends, so I went to see my girlfriend to tell her that Iwouldn'tt let myself be turned back into Josef—thatI'dd gotten used to being our mom, Ali Larter—and it really brought me closer to my sister and gave me new opportunities in life, and most importantly, a vagina I'll leave her reaction up to you)

Part 9

Vivienne had one last week before her vacation ended. I planned a surprise for her—I rented a boat so we could sunbathe and admire the sea, then we went for pizza and dessert. Vivie ne said, "Thanks, Josef" / Ali, brother / Mom, these were the best vacations in a very long time, and I said, "You're welcome, sweetheart. I Love doing this for you. I enjoyed being with you, and I Love being a mom.

Part 10

It was the last day of summer vacation before the kids went back to School, and it was a lovely summer evening. My mom and I were talking about what would happen next, and she wanted to turn me back into Josef. Still, Vivienne ran over and stood in front of her so Mom couldn't cast the spell—because it might hurt her—and said, "Mom, Mom, please, I want him to stay this way". "And he really wants it too—tell her that". At that moment, tears started streaming down her face, and Josef hugged her, kissed her, and pushed her away. It'll be okay, sweetheart. Mom's here". When she saw this, our mom, Ali, was so moved that she burst into tears and said, "Okay, girls, come here," and she hugged us. Then she sent Vivienne to bed, and Mom and I took a selfie, and then I went to read Vivienne a fairy tale. In the meantime, Ali told me, "You're a really great mom. I'm sorry I' sorryy didn't trust you much at first, "and I said, It's okay. "And last night, Josef, I've been wanting to ask you this, so Vivienne wouldn't hear—so what's it like to have a vagina and boobs? And I said, ""It'sfucking great," and we laughed, and Ali was happy tthatshe'dddone the right thing in the end—turning me into herself and not turning me back. I laughed at that, and then I went to read Vivienne a fairy tale and put her to sleep. (I am on the right side in the pic, and Mom is on the left side) 

The Vacation
By Josef Zápotocky — edited by AG 💕
A fictional story featuring an imagined version of Ali Larter.
Part 1 — A Promise to Vivienne
My eleven-year-old sister, Vivienne, had never seen the ocean.
Our mother, Ali Larter, loved us dearly, but her filming schedule made it hard to plan a family Holiday. Every summer, we made plans. Every summer, something interrupted them.
I was twenty-eight and used a wheelchair. I wanted to take Vivienne myself, but arranging the support and accessible accommodation I needed had proved difficult.
One afternoon, I found her crying in her bedroom.
"I just want to see the sea, Josef," she whispered. "In a way, say we'll go."
I sat beside her, wishing I could promise that this time would be different.
Then an idea came to me.
"Wait here ", I said. Need to talk to Mum."
Our mother was unusual: she could perform transformation magic.
When I explained my idea, she stared at me.
"You want me to turn you into a copy of myself?"
"Just for the Holiday"", I said. "I could walk, take care of Vivienne, and finally give her the trip we've promised."
Joseff, you understand that this would be a complete transformation? You'd have to adjust to being a woman—and to looking exactly like me.
I understand. Will you help me?"
After a long conversation about the practicalities, she agreed.
We told Vivienne together. Her expression changed from disbelief to excitement.
""You'llstill be my brother?"
"Always, "I promised.
She threw her arms around me.
"When can we go?"
Part 2 — Learning Something New
Two weeks before our departure, Mum cast the spell.
When the light faded, I looked down at unfamiliar hands. Breezer brushed my shoulders, and my clothes hung differently.
Then, with Mum beside me, I stood.
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
I took one cautious step, then another. Tears blurred my vision.
The following fortnight was busy. Mum helped me find comfortable clothes, taught me how to manage my hair, and answered questions I had never expected to ask.
She also made sure I understood the responsibility I was taking on.
"Vivienne needs someone patient and dependable, she told me. "You don't have to imitate every little thing I do"
Packing made the Holiday feel real. I helped Vivienne choose her clothes, checked our travel documents, and counted the sunscreen bottles twice.
Before we left, we visited a nearby swimming pool.
Vivienne watched as I eased myself into the water.
"Y" u look like Mum", he said, grinning, "but you still pull the same funny face when the water's cold"
"laughed.
That was reassuring. Whatever the mirror showed, she could still recognise me.
Part 3 — The First Sight of the Sea
We flew to Mallorca and stayed at a hotel near a sheltered sandy beach.
Vivienne pressed her face to the aircraft window as we descended. Once we had checked in, she could hardly wait to reach the shore.
At the sight of the ocean, she stopped.
"It's so big."
I stood beside her, letting her take it in.
Then she grabbed my hand.
"Come on!"
Soon we were paddling in the shallows. I wore a purple bikini, and Vivienne splashed around me, laughing whenever a wave reached her knees.
My phone buzzed.
Have you arrived safely? Is Vivienne wearing sunscreen? Is the beach suitable? How are you feeling?
I sent Mum a photograph of us smiling by the water.
We're fine. She loves it here. I'll call tonight.
Five minutes later, another message arrived.
I shook my head affectionately.
"Oh, Mum's checking on us again.
Vivienne giggled.
"Tell her we haven't floated away".
Part 4 — Giving Mum Some Reassurance
After lunch and a rest at the hotel, we returned to the beach.
Mum called just as I was settling under our umbrella.
I answered, then handed the phone to Vivienne.
"Someone would like a report"
"I, Mum! We've been swimming, and Josef helped me build a sandcastle. There's a little shop near the hotel that sells enormous ice creams." Mum's worried expression softened.
"Y" You're having a good time?"
"The best time.
When Vivienne handed the phone back, I smiled at Mum.
I know you worry. But I'm making this seriously."
"I know you are, "he said quietly. """ It'sjusttrange being so far away.
We agreed to speak each evening, with extra calls whenever we needed them.
After that, my phone fell silent.
I put it in my bag and joined Vivienne at the water's edge.
Part 5 — Time Together
Over the next few days, we found a happy routine.
We swam in the mornings, ate lunch in the shade, and explored when the afternoon cooled. Sometimes we stayed at the hotel and played cards or worked through a crossword together.
Without appointments or interrupted plans, we had time to talk.
Vivienne told me about School, her friends, and what worried her. I discovered she was much funnier—and more thoughtful—than our hurried conversations at home had let me notice.
One evening, she fell asleep beside me while we watched a film.
I switched off the television and tucked a blanket around her.
I had always loved my sisters. Looking after her every day was teaching me how much attention that Love required.
Part 6 — A Question on the Promenade
One evening, while we walked along the promenade, Vivienne asked, """ "What'sitike being Mum?"
"Thought carefully before answering.
"Looking like her still surprises me. And there's a lot I'I'mearning"
"Do you like it?"
"Yes, "I admitted. "I'm able to walk beside you. I like swimming with you and taking you places. And I'I'mtarting to feel comfortable this way."
He squeezed my hand.
"Will you change back when we get home?"
"I haven't decided. I'd need to talk to Mum and think about what I want beyond this Holiday."
Vivienne looked down at the pavement.
"I'd like you to stay"
He stopped and knelt beside her.
Whatever happens, we'll still spend time together. You won't lose me."
He hugged me.
"I know now. I just like this too."
So did I. Saying it aloud made the decision feel closer.
Part 7 — Back Home
Our Holiday ended, but Vivienne still had two weeks before School began.
While Mum worked on her next filming commitments, I took Vivienne to a special anniversary screening of Legally Blonde.
She was delighted to see our mother on the cinema screen.
After dinner, she asked if I might help Mum with her work.
Perhaps," I said. "Although looking like actresses doesn't automatically make me one"
Vivienne laughed.
"Y" u could practise.
There were other possibilities, too. I could help at home, explore new work, and make plans that were mine.
For the first time since the transformation, I began thinking seriously about an ordinary future in this Body.
Part 8 — An Honest Conversation
When Vivienne went to stay with friends for a few days, I visited my girlfriend, Emma.
She knew about the temporary transformation. What he did not know was that I was considering keeping it.
"Don't think I want to change back, I told her.
Emma sat quietly for a moment.
"Cause you can walk?"
""""That'spartf it," she said. But there's more. I've never been this comfortable. I want time to find out what it means for me."
"he reached for my hand.
I'm glad," I told me. I Love you, Josef, but this is a big change for our relationship too." Now, now, "I can't promise I'll understand everything straight away.
"You don't have to."
We talked for a long time. Neither of us tried to settle our whole future that afternoon.
When I left, we had agreed to keep talking honestly.
Part 9 — One More Day by the Water
During Vivienne's final week of summer break, I arranged a surprise: a day aboard a small boat with a qualified skipper.
We packed lunch, put on our life jackets, and spent the afternoon watching the coastline drift past.
Vivienne leaned beside me at the rail. "Do you remember when I cried because I thought wewe'dever see the sea?"
"Remember."
I'm glad you had youri. That evening, we went for pizza and shared a dessert. Thank you, Josef", "he said. Then he smiled. I still don't know what to call you sometimes." "sefef is fin" "E "en when people thinkyou'rey mum?"
"E"en then "."
She reached across the table and squeezed my hand.
These have been my favourite weeks of the whole summer.
They've been mine too."
"art 10 — Staying
On the last evening before School began, Mum and I sat in the garden.
"The temporary spell has nearly run its course," she said. "We need to decide whether to reverse it or make it permanent. Before I could answer, Vivienne hurried over.
"Please don't change him back!"
He stepped between us, tears gathering in her eyes.
Mum lowered her hand immediately.
"Sweetheart, there's no spell being cast. WeWe'realking."
She pulled Vivienne into a hug.
"It'll be right. But it has to be my decision."
He nodded against my shoulder.
Then I looked at Mum.
"I "I'vehought about it. I want to stay this way."
"Are you certain?"
"Yes" s. I know there will be things to work out. I'll lead a life of my own, beyond helping you. But it is what I want." Mum's eyes filled with tears.
"Then we'll work those things out together".He opened her arms, and Vivienne pulled us both into a hug.
Later, Mum and I took a photograph to remember the evening. She stood on the left, and I stood on the right—two identical faces, each with her own future.
Before I went upstairs, Mum touched my arm.
"You've taken wonderful care of Vivienne," he said. "I worry I doubted you"
"Y" u were worried about her.
"I was, but I should have listened to you sooner"
Upstairs, Vivienne was waiting with a fairy-tale book.
I sat beside her, opened it, and began to read.
Tomorrow she would return to School. Packed lunches, appointments, and plenty of ordinary things would need arranging.
Our Holiday was over.
I was ready for what came next.

Before the big day.

Husband and wife Richard and Sarah had gone away to rekindle their marriage after the great shift had put him in the Body of a pregnant woman and her in the Body of a teenage boy. 

As she lay on the sun lounge, soaking up the sun and enjoying her young, healthy 20-year-old male Body, and watched her heavily pregnant husband float about in the pool enjoying his weightlessness, she could not help thinking she had got the better deal this time around. 

Sadly, the minute Richard climbed out of the water, the weight came back straight away, reminding him of his condition and his situation.

He waddled over to the Sun Lounge next to his wife and lay down, soaking up the sun. 

Sarah looked at him with a smile and said, "Do you want me to rub some suntan lotion on your belly for you?"

Richard knew she was turned on by his current situation and by rubbing suntan lotion onto his belly and big tits. 

Richard was only too happy to let her have her fun, and it led them back to the room to reenact what got this Body into trouble in the first place befor he got it.

Golden oldie.

22-year-old William was a little bit disappointed with the great shift, putting him in the body of an older woman; he was now in the body of 60-year-old Latisha.

After counselling therapy and a bit of cosmetic surgery, he had come to terms with the fact that he was now a horny golden oldie.

Even with his new clothes, makeup, and his new magnificent breasts, he thought he would not have much luck with the younger men.

Then he discovered the older man was better in every way and knew how to please a woman like him, and after his first experience in the sack, he never looked back; he was a gorgeous old woman who still knew how to fuck. 

The Penny Wish

 

The Penny Wish

TRUE Love AND DESIRE.

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Deep down, Sarah knew she was attracted to women, though she could not bring herself to admit it—not even to herself.

There was nothing wrong with being gay, but Sarah had grown up in a household where she had been taught otherwise. Those old lessons had left her frightened and ashamed of her true feelings.

Determined to change herself, she went on date after date with different men, hoping that one of them might awaken something inside her.

None ever did.

One afternoon, while wandering down a narrow back street, Sarah discovered a curious little shop she had never noticed before. In its dusty window stood a delicate glass bottle bearing a handwritten label:

TRUE Love AND DESIRE

Intrigued, Sarah entered. The elderly shopkeeper explained that the potion was extraordinarily powerful. Just one drop in another person’s drink, she claimed, would reveal the form of Sarah’s deepest desire and cause that person to fall hopelessly in Love with her.

On her next date, Sarah secretly slipped a single drop into the Man drink.

The moment he swallowed it, a shimmer of rose-coloured light surrounded him. Before Sarah’s astonished eyes, he transformed into a beautiful female version of himself, with long, flowing hair, soulful eyes, voluptuous lips and graceful curves.

Sarah’s heart fluttered like it never had before.

Convinced that something must have gone wrong, she tried the potion on another Man's's the following month. The same thing happened. She tried it again and again, but every Man was transformed into a woman perfectly suited to Sarah’s desires.

At last, she understood.

The potion had not made a mistake. It had merely revealed the truth she had spent years trying to hide: her heart did not desire a Man. It longed for the Love of another woman.

Unfortunately, Sarah had now created a new problem. Every transformed woman remained completely infatuated with her, and before long she had more admirers than she knew how to handle.

Overwhelmed but finally honest with herself, Sarah put the potion away and came out of the closet. For the first time in her life, she stopped trying to become the person her family expected her to be.

She embraced who she truly was—and began enjoying a wonderfully complicated new life surrounded by women who adored her.

No seat.

Frank was a sexist pig; he believed that women were only valuable for cooking, cleaning, and satisfying men in the bedroom. He especially despised pregnant women and felt no obligation to show them any courtesy. 

 

One day, while sitting on the T-train, he encountered the wrong woman standing next to him. He arrogantly said to her, “You expect me to give up my seat for you because you’re pregnant? Where’s your fault? You wanted equal rights; now you’ve got them.”

Frank didn’t realise the young woman was a witch with a twisted sense of humour. She looked at him and said that she would make him eat his words, forcing him to experience the most difficult challenges a woman faces during pregnancy over and over again.

 

He dismissed her threat as mere bluster, but that night, as he slept, his life changed forever. Each day, he woke up as a different pregnant woman in a hospital, enduring the pains and anguish of labour. He wondered whether he would ever be forgiven and return to the man he once was.

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Jason stood in there bedroom, wearing some of the sexy lingerie he had bought for his wife over the years. 

When she came home from work, he greeted her with a smile. She looked exhausted. 

He said, "I don't know why you don't wear this more often," pulling down his panties. 

He bent over the bed and added, "If you need some stress relief, I'm open to anything you want to do with me."

The Gum-Gum Fruit.

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On the island of Gumgum, the tribe of women ruled with an iron Fist.

Every year, they let men from the other islands come and mate with them for one night, but any men found after Dawn the next day would be put through the trial of the Gum-Gum Fruit.

The Gum-Gum Fruit was toxic to men and could affect them in three different ways.

Two effects were known to men; one was known only to women.

It could kill you, drive you mad, or transform you completely into a beautiful, voluptuous woman.

If the fruit rewarded you by turning you into a beautiful, voluptuous woman, then the women of the island would accept you, and the following year you would join them in their mating ritual with the Men from the other island; if not, you would be sent back to your island, in a canoe, mad or dead.

Captain Swash did not know this when he landed on the island.

The women easily defeated him, and his men ate the fruit. 

Several died; a couple went mad; 2 were unaffected; and Captain Swash himself was transformed into a beautiful, reluctant island beauty. 

After mating with him, his men were sent back to their ship by boat, with a warning to anyone who found them to leave the island and its women alone. 

One island.

One Fruit.

One night of sex.

9 months of pregnancy.

Its just a bikini mum.

Michael couldn’t believe what his mother had just said. 

He was shocked that she compared him to a streetwalker for wanting to wear a bikini to the pool party. 

He was simply trying to embrace his new skin, gender, and identity, and her words shattered his newfound confidence.

Enjoy every bite.

Jason truly relished his role as a swap surrogate, savouring delicious food without worrying about weight gain. Eating for two made it even more delightful and fulfilling, letting him enjoy every bite wholeheartedly!

What a woman.

Michael always picked on women whom he saw as easy to get into bed with.

He would whisper sweet Love and tell them what they wanted to hear to get them to come home with him.

But the minute he had his fun, he kicked them out the door and never contacted them again.

One woman he did this to was no Ordinary woman.

She could make him pay for what he had done.

Sushi cursed him to become a woman every night at 7 o'clock.

He didn't just change his body; he changed his mind too.

He became the sort of woman he fought all women were.

He now found himself watching from beyond his own eyes as he put on skimpy outfits and headed out to the hot bars in town.

Where he would allow himself to be picked up by any man for a night of unbridled lovemaking in their cars or behind the dumpsters.

Every time he transformed, it lasted an hour longer than it did before.

Until it got to the point where he didn't turn back into the man he used to be and stayed as this sleazy young woman with a reputation for being easy. 

Blog Update

 

The bank cashier.

Jason rolled on the bed in the Body of the bank cashier he had possessed and forced into committing the crime for him.

He knew the police would be looking for her, but he was going to have some fun with her before he had to jump out, leave her to take the blame, and take over another Body and run off with the loot. 

What are you reading?

Sally looked in disbelief as her father sat on the floor topless. 

Even though the Great Shift had made him a beautiful young woman and he was slowly getting into hair, makeup, fashion, and boys, he still didn't read Cosmopolitan or Fashion Girl like the other girls his age; he still liked railways, he said.

She a monster.

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