Reich sein

“Ähhh, sorry, aber ich hatte Pommes zu meinem Burger bestellt” rief Dana genervt.
“Ähhh, sorry, aber ich hatte Pommes zu meinem Burger bestellt” rief Dana genervt.
“You must be Carl!” the large man said, “Your room is right down the hall to the left. There is a bathroom attached, I recommend you take a nice bath and relax before we meet for dinner.”
“Thanks,” I said as I walked to the room.
I was traveling and desperately needed a cheap place to stay the night. This man had put an ad on craigslist offering his spare bedroom for rent and, after a quick email, was more than happy to rent it to me for just the night—at a very competitive price too! The room itself was okay. I decided to take her up on her offer and went into the bathroom. It was nice, the bathtub was huge and already filled. I took off my clothes and hopped into the tub, overwhelmed by how nice the water felt on my skin. I could feel every bone and muscle in my body relax as I laid down in the tub.
The sensations I felt in that bathtub were unbearable. My skin was so soft, my hair so long, and my legs so warm. Was I wearing clothes, I wondered. I could feel a slight weight on my legs hugging me, almost like tights, and a much greater weight on my chest, kind of indescribable. A small moan escaped my puffy, glossy lips as I felt a heat build up inside of me. Everything inside of me felt off, but just right at the same time. I was so relaxed, so at peace.
The door swung open, revealing the man.
“Candice?” he said, looking at me with a smirk. I moaned back, lost in heat.
“You’ve got a client in an couple hours Candy, do you think you’ll make it that long?” he asked me.
I threw my body over the edge of the tub and reached for his zipper, revealing his long, hard cock.
“I guess that’s a no.”
He bent over the hood of what use to be his prized racing car feeling the material the mini-dress stretch tight across his now plump ass. Looking over his shoulder he could see the camera flashes and leering eyes of the catcalling onlookers. Hard to believe just a few days ago he had been one of the best street racers in the city, and now he was just another scantily clad promogirl.
“I have just invented time travel. Day: March 20th, 1972 Time: 4:25pm Eastern Standard Time Place: My lab. Today you, whoever ends up watching this, will witness time travel. When I press this button, I shall be sent into the future, in this exact geographical location, and the camera will be here to see it. Here I go!”
Alright kids, here’s the story of how I became me and met your father on the same night. I have been waiting to tell this to you for years, but now you’re old enough. No no, I swear it is a good story, and I think it’s about time that you know the truth. I haven’t always been a woman, I was once a man. The story of my change begins back on one fateful Halloween night…
The Sisterhood was out for blood, or mainly manhood, of any cheating guy who hurt women in town. Terrence here was the first victim of their girly wraith, as they seduced him easily. He thought he was getting four hot girls at once, but he would find he was going to get more than that!
“Oh shit, she still got outtttoooooohhhh” Tim moaned in disgust as his male mind took over again. Immediately Tim’s world was sent spinning as his body reached a powerful orgasm, knocking Tim off his unknown partner for the evening in ecstasy. For a solid two minutes, all Tim could do was ride out the waves of uncontrollable pleasure, screams erupting from his mouth. The new weights on his chest still felt foreign to him, especially as they bobbed unhindered with each unwanted convulsion.
Me: “Hey sweetie! Here’s a pic of me ready for tonight! Do I look ok?”, I sent the text nervously awaiting a reply from the faceless man running my life.
Todd didn’t like me very much. I’ve never done anything to him, but he was always jealous that I was able to score the girls that he only lusted after. I always had a girlfriend while he went through school single. I knew he didn’t like me, but it didn’t bother me. When he invited me to his apartment, I thought it was to make amends, but I misjudged him.
Our group of friends had fallen into something of a rut. We would still gather every Friday night to hang out, but…we didn’t really do all that much. It was getting monotonous.