Henry was still not used to feeling his girlfriend’s hard cock pressing against his pussy. In hindsight he shouldn’t have agreed to visit that Halloween party together dressed as maid and business man with him being the maid! What had happened since then was all Sandra’s fault!
Now that I had indulged my mother by putting on underwear, I slipped the loose shorts and tshirt back and the two of us headed back down to the dinner table. Immediately I could see and feel the difference the bra made. The jiggling that had annoyed me for the past day and a half was hugely reduced, and it also raised my bust making them look perkier and firmer. You could definitely tell that I’d put one on, evidenced by how my father and siblings stared at me when I reentered the room. The room was quiet as I sat back down and picked up my fork.
“Nice bra, bro.” My brother joked. I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore him.
“How about we stop discussing your brother’s chest, hmm?” My mother spoke up, “Or are you so fascinated by it you’d like to take a turn in it after your father fixes the machine?”
“And risk getting stuck like David? No thanks.” My brother said, taking a sip from his drink.
“Then keep your mouth shut.” She said from my body. Though I was embarrased to have to be defended, I was grateful that my mom put an end to it for now. I didn’t say much for the rest of dinner, and even though the conversation was directed away from me, I was still hyper consious of the bra. I wasn’t able to ignore how it constricted me or how the straps dug into my shoulders. A few times when my siblings weren’t looking I tried to adjust it through my shirt. At one point my brother caught me pulling at my shoulder strap and flashed a knowing smile at me.
After dinner I went straight to the guest room to get away from my annoying siblings. At this point I was counting the moments until my father fixed the machine and I could go back to my body. This whole experience was becoming the worst few days of my life. As soon as I got to the guest room I locked the dor and took my bra off. The initial feeling of release was wonderful, like kicking your shoes off at the end of the day. I’d only had the thing on for less than an hour but as long as I was alone I’d rather deal with the jiggling than the constriction.
The rest of the evening I spent in the guest room, only leaving to use the bathroom, something that I still despised in this body. Luckily, I didn’t see my siblings again for the rest of the evening.
Julian was so thirsty he couldn’t bare his parched throat anymore. He rushed into a restaurant and ordered the “Teen Thick Shake”. Little did Julian know that he was in the TG restaurant.
Julian’s body began to transform and he shrunk rapidly. The shrinking was followed by a sudden growth of long brown hair. His face felt twisted as it changed shape. Two mounds of flesh sprout from his chest and all body hair disappeared. His torso pinched to create a feminine figure. His bottom felt hot as it softened slightly. Then his male genitalia retracted. He threw his hand down between his legs and found nothing. Julian came to the conclusion that he was indeed a she. Julian was distraught and began abusing a waitress demanding answered. All the waitress had to do was point to the sign at the front of the shop which read:
Reggie was pissed that he had to share his new virtual reality headset with his sister, but still loved using it none the less. He typically used it for first person shooters, and loved how realistic it felt. However, when he put it on today he noticed his sister had left whatever her game was loaded in the system.
“Hello! Mikayla or New Player?” was written in his eyes in bright, blue lettering, placed across a black background. It was difficult to tell what kind of game this was. While Reggie was obviously annoyed, he was also curious enough to move forward. He selected New Player.
“Please wait as we prepare your character.” said the screen. Before his eyes a body appeared, identical to his own. “Does this look correct?”
Reggie selected yes, and continued to, what the screen called, the “Mode Selection.” On the screen appeared a list of adjectives that seemed to have no correlation. “Dumb, Classic, Smart, Athletic, Mature, etc.” Assuming the words meant some kind of game difficulty, Reggie decided to play it safe and select “Dumb.” The screen flashed black before his vision was filled with pink.
“Welcome to Curve Trainer!” blasted a voice in his head, the screen still solid pink, “Thank you for purchasing the ultimate training app for girl’s. You selected dumb, so in this session not only are we not only going to make you pretty, but we’re also going to make thinking a little less important, so that you can become the type of girl you’ve always wanted to be!”
Reggie panicked and reached his hand towards the the headset, but instantly became overwhelmed by the screen. The pink disappeared and was replaced with flashing lights and images of horny young girls sucking and fucking the biggest cocks he had ever seen. He fell down to the floor, his head pounding with static-filled beats that poured from the headset’s built in speakers. He reached into his pants and began to stroke to the images as he became more and more enveloped in the program.
— Hours Later —
“Reggie??? Reggie???” Mikayla yelled, walking through the house. She walked into the game room and gasped, seeing a horny, naked girl on the floor, wearing the VR headset. She leaned in and pulled the headset off, revealing a cold, vacant stare.
“Reggie, is that you?”
“Hee-hee, I dunno…” the girl said, her voice trailing.
“Holy fuck did you use my training app?” Mikayla asked, her voice filled with panic.
“Yeah! It’s so, like, good! Do you think you can find anyone who’d like, uh, wanna fuck? I’m soooo horny, sis.” The girl said.
Mikayla took a deep breathe. Her mom was going to kill her.
Carol sat down on the couch and reached for the remote on the coffee table. In the other room, Mark stood, looking at himself in the mirror.
“Carol is going to love this,” he said, admiring his new six-pack. He loved his wife and knew that she worked hard every day at the hospital, so he planned on surprising her when she got home with a rock-star stud body he gave himself from the magic remote.
“I’m telling you Mark, you are rip—” *CLICK*. His words were interrupted by a sudden shift in his body. His height fell by almost a foot!
“What the—” *CLICK* His hair poured down as one beautiful, wavy brunette piece.
*CLICK* His new abs faded away to create a perfectly flat stomach. *CLICK* His body hair disappeared revealing smooth, tan skin.
“WHY WON’T THE REMOTE WORK, MARK??” Carol screamed from the other room.
*CLICK* *CLICK* *CLICK* Mark felt a panic as his soft skin reshaped to a more feminine form. His ass exploded, his hips widened and his waist shrunk. Beautiful breasts erupted from his chest. His face was that of a beautiful woman. Even his dick was gone, replaced with a soft, shaven pussy.
*CLICK* His entire body shifted, becoming even softer and smoother. He was younger, eighteen it seemed. He had a tan line along his hips of a thong.
“CAROL!” She shrieked, like a girl. “THAT’S THE WRONG REMO—” *Click*
Everything went blank.
“WHAT?” Carol yelled. “WHICH REMOTE IS IT THEN? MARK?”
“MOM SHUT UP I’M TRYING TO GET READY. OH MY GODDDD” Macy yelled back. Why was her mom always such a bitch????
“Can i go now? You know, your friends are waiting in the car” Ryan said too his sister, who stopped him before leaving. “Not without my approval” She said firmly, closely inspecting her body which Ryan occupied now. “Come on, faster” Ryan was getting impatient as his sister in his body looked at his make up. “Good. You are free to leave” She said. Ryan rushed quickly towards the car, happy that his sister didn’t had any objections.
I guess i screewed up a bit when i found the remote on the middle of the street. The instruction on its back claimed its a magic remote, capable of swapping peoples bodies. There was no way i could waste such ocassion, i had to try it. As a target i took my older brother. It wasn’t because i wanted to be him, its because of his wife Angela. She was so beautiful, i always envied my brother for having a wife like her. If swapping bodies with my brother could mean a one night with Angela i was willing to try it, just to feel her soft skin.
“Oh no, It looks like i really screwed up this time” Stan gulped seeing Mark aproaching him. When he found a magic coin he wished to explore Jenny’s body. She was his co worker and Stan considered her the most beautiful woman on earth. But his wish was misinterpreted and insted Stan ended up in her body, just as she was going to have some fun with her boyfriend Mark. At some point he got what he wanted. Jenny’s body was now his, free to explore whenever he wants but today it won’t be him exploring it but Mark. Stan only wished Mark would be quick. He closed his eyes and let Mark to do whatever he wants, hoping he could at least enjoy it.
While my father showered I got dressed quickly so I could be out of the room and back in the guest room before he was gone. I found a pair of gym shorts that rose high up my thigh but were quite loose enough for my liking. I slipped on one of my dad’s t-shirts, once again going braless, and made my way back to the only place I could avoid people, the guest room.
For the rest of the first day I hung out in the guest room on my phone avoiding the rest of the family. I’d changed out of the blue dress and into a pair of grey sweats and a green t-shirt. Of course I took the bra off, freeing my chest from it’s constricting straps. I might have kept my underwear on, if for only in the interest of not having to put my hands near my crotch, if it wasn’t a damn thong. I knew I couldn’t relax with that elastic string up my ass so I peeled it down my hips and out of my ass then kicked it across the room. By mistake I caught a glimpse of my crotch in the mirror, and it grossed me out to no end to see my mother’s naked bottom half. I quickly pulled up a pair of sweats, only to find that they clung to my mother’s curvy midsection and really called attention to her butt, now my butt. I groaned as I jumped onto the bed. I laid on my front and played on my phone, but found myself shifting again and again in an effort to get comfortable. When I realized it was my boobs that wouldn’t let me get comfortable while I laid on them I let out another annoyed sigh and laid on my back, where I found that, without a bra, they both spilled to either side, making them jiggle whenever I moved my arms. There was no winning.