You can’t believe the speed your heart is racing as you sit in your room with your stolen good. The pair of panties stolen from the laundromat was a lot easier said than done but you sat excited in your bedroom ready to enjoy your prize.
It’s always been your dream to be a girl, you’ve just never had the balls to get a pair of panties like that before. Granted it was a lot bigger than you’d like it will with to masturbate in, like your dreams.
You put on the panties and the pink shirt that came with it and watch as it hangs off your back as you’re on all fours.
“Tissues, check. Hand cream, check. Let’s do this…… Something was wrong. You felt bloated…. NO! You felt fat!
It’s as terrifying a feeling as it is strange, you watch as your weight slowly but surely start to form to the panties and shirt you’re wearing!
You form double chins as your weight passed 250 pounds, most of your weight contained in your enormous ass.
You look down in horror as your once skinny body deforms into an obese woman’s body, long hair, gigantic breasts, vagina, the works.
This isn’t what you wanted, but it’s what luck had in store for you as you had managed to steal the only magic panties in the laundromat.
“AHhhhhh” Sarah exhaled. “Never mind… I see what you’re saying”. She started giggling as her IQ slowly dropped. “That’s pretty darn awesome…hehe”.
“Sarah, what the FUCK?” her sister, Rachel shouted as she ran towards her. “Are you seriously taking drugs? And you like to call yourself the smart sister you dumb moth… Who the fuck is this guy?” She asked, changing her attention to me.
“He’s the weed man who gives me weed now… He’s like the weed fairy…” Sarah chuckled as she leaned over and reached into my backpack grabbing a joint.
I was probably gonna do the same, I had no reason to object. The Raven-haired chick needed to chill, just like her sister. I had the pleasure of watching the so-called ‘smart sister’ literally have her IQ evaporate, and slowly blown away by the wind.
“Have a joint Rachel. It’ll make you feel bet…” Sarah began, as she handed it to her sister.
“I’m not a fucking prude, Sarah” Rachel scolded as she grabbed it from her hand. “I’ve smoked weed before”.
She looked back toward me as I offered her my lighter. She grabbed it giving me a dirty look.
“I literally remember you giving me shit for taking drugs from strangers at that Drake concert last year…” She mumbled as she sparked up the spliff and took a couple of puffs. “We can’t stay here and chill though… Vic is wait… she’s in the car and… hehe… Sarah, you… you look so … dumb right now…” Rachel trailed off.
I couldn’t help but giggle as an absent-minded Sarah drooled a little, staring off into the distance. Rachel’s comment brought her back to reality as the two joined in on the laughing.
“I have literally been sitting in the car for 30 fucking minutes waiting for you to get Sarah and I find you here like this?” Victoria shouted as she marched towards her half-naked friend.
Rachel didn’t respond, almost looking right through the angry friend she had in front of her. Se just exhaled and squinted her eyes.
Victoria stared back with her hands on her hips waiting for a response. When she didn’t get one she spoke up again.
“Where’s Sarah, Rachel? Maybe I can talk some sense into someone that’s sober…” She asked as she noticed a blonde girl doing naked cartwheels in the distance.
It was time for Victoria to stare at her friends, as she was in shock and total disbelief. I made her jump as I poked her shoulder. She spun around to see me, with red eyes and a joint rolled just for her held up to her face. She slapped it away before I could even open my mouth.
“Are you the douchebag that’s drugging my friends?” She asked, steam practically coming from her ears.
I responded by grabbing… you guessed it, another joint from my pocket and offered it again grinning as I knew her total lack of choice in the matter. She slapped it away again.
“Why the FUCK are my friends naked!” she shouted at me.
“Free the nipple man!” Rachel Chimed in as she got back to her feet and started twirling around in the mud. It was like she was dancing to a burning man festival that she was having in her mind. I was honestly surprised she’s even still able to speak, her IQ must’ve been so low at this point.
I reached into my pocket one last time and held the newly legal drug in front of her face.
She gave me a death stare. “Like I’ve told you, and my boyfriend, and my brother a million times, I’m not smoking any fucking pot! It’s for… forr…” Victoria said as she suddenly became very lightheaded.
People like Rachel were easy, especially when they literally take the bait straight from my hands but most aren’t like that, so I just use mind control as my backup. Magic is magic. Sarah instigated an argument about smoking in public with me, I had to literally change her mind on the matter. The same was going to have to go with Victoria.
“So both your boyfriend and your brother offered you weed and you said no? That is probably the rudest thing I’ve ever heard of… Luckily I have a way you can make it back to them” I began.
Chris walked home from work to find Victoria’s car parked in the driveway. Normally that was a given, except she told him she was going to be out with the girls all day.
He walked in the front door calling out for her. No response. He continued to walk around as he took his coat off calling out for his girlfriend to no response. Only when he had made his way to the bedroom did he find her, in a very unexpected position.
“Vic?…” Chris gasped.
“Mmmm?” She purred in response.
“Is… is this for real?
“Mmhmm” she moaned in response.
Chris didn’t take long to strip naked and rush around the house looking for a lighter.
Not much was going on up there after I was done with her, she was there to smoke with and fuck, and that’s pretty much it. I know there aren’t a lot of people that would turn down an offer like that so I’m having her surprise her brother later that night in the same way. Just trying to spread the love on this wonderful day!
“Uhhh Alice”, Brandon began, finding his girlfriend in an… interesting position. “Is there any reason you’re doing… whatever you’re doing right now?”
Alice kept crawling around in the swamp, feeling the moss and weeds between her very human fingers and toes.
“Don’t you just love this place? It just feels so comfortable… So homey… brings back memories, you know?”
Brandon paused for a second and tried to figure out why his girlfriend was acting so weird.
She had left camp forty minutes ago, saying she’d be gone for only twenty. Brandon spent the rest of the time walking up and down the paths of Algonquin National Park. The place was huge but she could only go so far without a canoe.
She was easily in the last place he would have ever guessed considering her reaction of having to walk the canoe through these weeds the previous day. Maybe she was tripping on something… licked the wrong frog or whatever.
Alice began to swim on her belly, coming closer and closer to the boyfriend and almost on cue, a frog swam over and crawled up on to Alice’s butt. Brandon giggled at the sight of her now very messy girlfriend and her not giving a fuck attitude.
“Hey, babe”, Brandon smiled, thinking he could scare her.
“Hello to you too”, she responded calmly.
“You know you’re transporting this GIANT frog on your ass right?” He said giggling.
She turned around and smiled.
“Oh, this little girl?” She asked picking it up with her hand and holding it in front of her face. “I managed to… catch her earlier. Guess she likes me huh?”
Alice’s POV
She didn’t even want to camp that weekend, it was Brandon that convinced her. Now she was in an unspeakably horrible position and she didn’t know what to do. She wasn’t exaggerating either, she literally couldn’t speak English now, even if she wanted too.
Sick of spending time doing nothing around a stupid campfire, she decided a walk was the best way to switch things up. Sitting next to the swamp she and Brandon had entered the day earlier. Getting ready to pull out a cigarette and calm her nerves of being in such a daunting wilderness, she noticed a little frog hop on to the beach.
She didn’t consider herself an outdoorsy-type person by any means, but she did have some fond memories of catching frogs at her nana’s cottage when she was younger. Sure that was a beach and this was a swamp, but her target was basically asking for it. Putting down her phone and smokes, she crept up towards the amphibian, waiting for the best time to strike. When it came she dove forwards and grabbed the little guy. It was at that instant that the world turned black…
The next thing she knew she was sitting on a rock on the shore. It seemed giant considering how big she was but after a couple more seconds she realized that she had… changed.
The world was ginormous, and she was small and slimy. Anybody could put 2 and 2 together, especially after seeing what seemed like a giant take her clothes off and begin swimming amongst the moss and lilypads.
She had somehow swapped bodies with a frog… or a toad or whatever. She had no idea what she was but she knew she didn’t like it and she knew she had to change back.
After some test hops and a 30-second swimming lesson she gave herself, she saw another giant enter the picture. One that could be her hero, he was the prince and she was… the frog and she needed rescue. She didn’t remember the fairy tale exactly but she knew she had to get noticed…
Brandon’s POV
“We should keep her!” The new Alice suggested. “It’s like we formed a bond or something. I think we could be friends or…”
“Don’t be stupid Alice, throw the frog back”.
Both the real and fake Alice looked up in surprise.
“We have like 3 more days before we pack up and go home. How do you expect us to take care of that thing for that long? None the less transport it home?”
Fake Alice looked sad like she was saying goodbye to an old friend or something.
“Look… I get it, it’s a cool frog, but do you really think he wants to switch living in the wild, in its natural habitat, to an aquarium in your room?” Brandon asked, thinking he had convinced her.
“Yeah,” Fake Alice said lowering the frog back down on to a lilypad.
Fake Alice moved so she was face to face with the animal.
“I promise you’ll like it better here. Lot’s of sun, lot’s of potential mates…” She said before standing up, the water and moss dropping off her body. “Yeah, I think you’ll love it here as much as I did”.
She walked out of the water where Brandon held out a towel.
“Well, you certainly did enjoy this place! Feel free to explore naked some more if you want. Was kinda a nice surprise to find you here like this”.
“I love the way the water and the air feel on my skin. I may just stay naked this whole trip!” Fake Alice said as she began to hop and skip down the trail.
Brandon looked back for just a second at the frog, wondering why she was so convinced it was a girl… He was a curious mind though, so he shook it off and followed his girl back to camp.
“Chelsea! I need you to be serious, and when I say serious, I mean hot!” Trisha said, annoyed that her friend wouldn’t take her seriously.
“Chill out girl! I promised I’d go along with your little fantasy plan, but it’s still not gonna work. I mean Body Swapping? What is this, Freaky Friday?”
“Ugghhhh no! This is our way of going on the spring break of our lives! We’ll actually be making money considering the bodies we’re putting on the table, and since you lost your job and I get Jake to buy me things, it’s the only option we have”.
Trisha leaned in and set the timer on the camera for a fourth time, smiling happily, using her arms to emphasize her cleavage.
“You honestly must think I’m the dumbest blonde in the world that something like this will work”, Chelsea groaned for the last time before giving off a half-decent smile.
Most people would probably be as skeptical as Chelsea. When Trisha explained her plan it sounded like a crazy person. She said she had found a very obscure site on the internet that could actually make attractive people money to go on vacation. The catch? They weren’t actually going to go anywhere. They were going to swap bodies with some poor ugly saps in their desired countries. Think about how lucrative a business that would let you rent a sexy body, could be?
Chelsea couldn’t even argue after they received their $13,090 check between the two new bodies they would be inhabiting. The cheque came with instructions of course as well as suction cup type devices to use the night of the swap.
Rules:
-The new inhabitants of a body may not interfere nor interact with anyone that knows the owner of the body. (If broken, a fee of $1000 must be paid as compensation)
-You may not tell anyone, in your new or old body, about the swap. (If broken, a fee of 2500$ must be paid as punishment)
-No swap will last longer than 3 days at a time. (If broken, any earnings made must be returned, as well as a $5000 fee must be paid and a ban from our services will be applied).
-No Photo or video evidence may be taken, shared, sent or saved. (If broken, a $1000 fee must be paid as punishment and a ban from our services will be applied)
-Most importantly, HAVE FUN :)
They had never seen a set of rules that seemed so serious and yet so comforting at the same time. It was obvious they were set in place to protect hotties like them. Who would want to try and steal or ruin an ugly person’s life?
The two laid next to each other in Trisha’s bed the night of the swap. They had two suction cupped electronic devices to place on each side of their temples. It was pretty hard to sleep considering what they were about to do. Luckily the devices helped, as at exactly midnight, a slight electronic shock knocked the two out.
Sierra didn’t like having to resort to magic, but Michael was worth it. He was the love of her life after all, but she needed to make sure he felt the same way to her. He had never done anything to show any different, there were just too many attractive girls at her school to take the chance.
Flipping through the pages of her spellbook she finally settled on the love spell she was looking for. She traced her finger over the page, practicing the spell in her head. It would look very suspicious if she was holding it right in front of him when she used the spell, she needed to memorize it.
The problem was that she began mouthing the words and that turned to vocalizing the more difficult syllables. Eventually, she was reading the spell out loud, even though she hadn’t realized it. At least that was the case until the words on her page glowed a bright blue, eventually creating a large explosion of white smoke to fill the room before she could react.
Lying on the floor of her bedroom, she coughed up a little smoke. Intense banging on her door caught her attention just before a strong kick broke the lock and flung the door open.
“Jesus baby girl! Did a bomb go off in here? I saw smoke pouring into the hallway from under your door, I thought there was a fire!” Phillip said staring at her stepdaughter that was laying on the floor.
On any other day, she would be giving him a piece of her mind. Even if there was a fire she wouldn’t want that gross perverted man to ever enter her room… At least until she looked into his eyes… his beautiful, ocean blue eyes.
She jumped up and hugged her saviour, savouring every single moment. She wanted to stay as close to his soft, masculine physique. She felt safe in his arms, which made him ending the hug so devistating.
She started to strip down, without thinking about it for another moment. Her mother was out running some errands, or maybe she was back… It didn’t really matter to Sierra because she needed her man and she needed her badly.
“S…SIERRA! What the hell are you doing”, he asked as he watched her rip her bra and panties off, leaving her completely naked.
“I NEED YOU! I need you inside of me”, she purred kneeling in front of her stepfather, undoing the button and zipper on his jeans and pulling them down.
Phillip was speechless at what could only be possible in his dreams. But it was happening right in front of him, and there was no way he was going to protest.
“I see the way you look at me. I know I drive you crazy and I’d be lying if I didn’t feel the same way.” She said pulling the T-shirt over his head and pulling down his boxers.
She gasped at the sight of what she could only describe as the cock of her dreams. Sure she’d had bigger on more muscular men, but at this moment she wouldn’t want anything different. She kneeled on the bed, ready for her man to dominate her in any way he liked.
“Please! Please just enter me, I can’t take it anymore! For the love of god I need you to fuck me, daddy!”
Phillip was still in awe, but he wasn’t going to just say no because he’s married to her mother. She was right, he had dreamed of this more than he’d like to admit. Sierra would be the sexiest woman he had ever fucked, and he was aged 50!
As the tip of his penis entered her, she squealed in ecstasy. She was soaking wet already so there was no lube required. Neither of them even cared about using a condom, they were just enjoying the moment for what it was.
“I’ve dreamed of this the second I laid eyes on you baby girl”, he grunted, pumping his 5-inch penis in and out vigorously.
“When mom brought you home for the first….MMMmmm.. For the first time, I knew I needed you to be there for me….To protect me… to.. toooooAooaahaah” Sierra attempted to respond before an orgasm interrupted her.
She had never cum so quick in her life. Not with her now ex-boyfriend Mike, not with her fingers, not even with the magic wand she hid in her closet. It was certainly convenient for Phillip as he only lasted another minute before he had to pull out.
Sierra laid back on her bed as her soulmate came on her tits and stomach. He nearly fell over, the pleasure was so intense. She made sure to use her mouth to uck him completely dry before she licked up what she could from her body.
He laid down next to her, sweating profusely. Sierra loved how he smelled after an intense workout like this. She could take in his aroma all day. She made sure to snuggle up as close to the hairy man next to her as she could.
After a few moments of silence, Sierra broke it.
“I want you to leave mom”, she purred.
“Wha… are you serious!? We’ve been together for well over 5…”
“5 years,” Sierra said, finishing his sentence. “And I bet even after all those years, this was the best sex you’ve ever had”.
Phillip just stared into her eyes.
“Is it that crazy to say I want you all for myself? You’re the MAN of the house. You have the job, not her! Once you left her the two of us could move out and be beyond happy with each other, I know it!”
Phillip put his finger to her lips to silence her. He was half scared that this was still some kind of joke, but who would take it this far?
“Consider it done”, he responded simply.
Sierra squealed again rolling on top of her man and passionately kissing him as she straddled him. She could feel his heavenly cock spring back to life, and without even thinking about it for a second, guided it inside her for round 2.
Jan was sick of it. It had been almost half a year and her lazy sack of a husband hasn’t even gone to a job interview. When she had first met Craig they both had seemed perfect fits for each other. They had the same interests, they were both attracted to each other and most importantly to Jan, they were both job-oriented. Well, that was until he was laid off from his office job. Now he’s more interested in his K/D in Call of Duty than getting another job.
Jan kept her hopes up as she continued her job as a nurse, she wasn’t super worried because she could support the two by herself. Apparently so was Craig as each job didn’t quite ‘fit’. The hours were either too long or the job was something he didn’t see himself doing until he retires. He would always say something better will come along when lot’s of good paying jobs have passed him right by.
Jan had found herself venting her frustrations to the cashier at an antique shop one day. Why couldn’t he just motivate himself? How long was this going to last? The lady behind the counter seemed to be on her side. Well, that was until 20 mins later when she was still talking.
“What if I could give your husband your motivation? Would that make you happy?” the woman asked a little annoyed.
“Well, of course, I’d love that but life doesn’t just work like that” Jan replied.
“Do you wish it did?”
Jan paused for a moment at the strange turn the conversation had taken. “Sure, I’d love that. Give me that and those fancy coasters and we have a deal”.
The woman smiled as she rung Jan’s purchase up. Jan left feeling a little better after venting all her frustrations to that woman. Arriving home and leaving the coasters on the coffee table Jan looked at the receipt she was given. Apparently, she had boughten a wish too which made her chuckle.
“Jan!” Craig yelled as he walked through the front door of his house. He was distraught with the look of their living room. He didn’t feel confident that the rest of the house looked any different. “I’m home!”
He put his briefcase down and hung up his suit jacket. He sighed as he walked through the house, numbering off the chores she forgot to do again. She obviously didn’t do the laundry since it’s all over the floor. That means she didn’t vacuum either. Craig heard the TV and followed the sound to his bedroom to find Jan lying half naked on their bed.
“You’ve got to be kidding me. I bet you didn’t even try to look for a job!” Craig shouted.
“It’s nice to see you too” Jan muttered. “Sorry, it’s just there was a Gossip Girl marathon on and I needed to catch up. Also, I did look for a little bit, there was just nothing that suited me”.
Craig scrunched his nose as the smell of skunk filled his nose. He noticed a couple fresh joint stubs in the ashtray beside the bed.
“Babe I’ve been sooo horny since this morning, I’ve been dying for a kiss on the lips” her right hand motioned down to her pussy. “I even showered and shaved and shit”.
Craig shook his head and sighed. He started walking towards the bed. “If you think I believe the showered part then you’re crazy”. He walked over to her sock drawer and grabbed out a dildo she had hidden away.
“Catch,” he said tossing the toy over to her. He quickly turned around and walked out of the room. Jan was definitely going to be sleeping on the couch tonight.
