Who’s afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?

“It’s not here. I am sure of it. I looked everywhere, ” said Brandon as he sat on the edge of the open car trunk.
“It’s not here. I am sure of it. I looked everywhere, ” said Brandon as he sat on the edge of the open car trunk.
I decided to take Amber up on her offer and I couldn’t be happier. After six months I was feeling pretty lonely. On a lark I decided to join my co-worker Amber for a ‘girl’s night out’. I had a ball – clubbing, dancing, drinking and really just cutting loose. After a year full of stress and disappointment I really needed to let off some steam, relax and have some fun.
“Oh my, dear. What have you done to yourself?”
“Are you ready, Sam?” asked Amber as she gently teased open his labia.
John pulled up his sweatpants quickly, trying to cover his plump, luscious ass.
John was having the most wonderful dream. He had just finished changing into a girl – a petite brunette with creamy white skin and a nice heart shaped ass – and his girlfriend Amy was probing his pussy with a dildo. The sex toy felt larger than it originally looked. It hurt a little as Amy pushed it farther inside his wet cunt. It seemed to be expanding inside his tight vagina as it continued to slide, and it felt strangely warm.
“Smile for the camera, ” said John’s sister Sarah with excitement.
“What are you talking about? I am Andrea!”
John desperately searched the old text for a counter-spell, something that would reverse what he had done to his body. He didn’t bother to wear clothes as he read through the old book. He would have grown or shrunk out of them. Or simply stripped them off as he was approached by his next hungry sex partner. It was pointless, and all the fault of that damn love spell he had cast on himself.
“Looking for this?” asked John’s sister Sarah, holding the medallion above him.