My friend Amy hated having her birthday celebrated at her office. “All the men want to hug me and kiss me” she said, “and I hate that! please please, go instead of me!” A few years ago we found a spellbook that would allow us to exchange bodies for a day. Exactly 24 hours later we would be back to our own bodies.
My fiancee told me that she wanted me to be there at her Bachelorette Party. I thought being around a bunch of girls going wild for a night would be a ton of fun, especially with my fiancees permission.
A horn blasted. I tried to look behind me, but I still couldn’t move.
Jeff had always loved dressing as a girl. There was a part of him that wished he could become one for just a day or two. When he met the witch who said she could make his wildest dreams come true, he just had to try.
Like everyone else, at age 21 I underwent the government ordered mandatory gender swap. The change wasn’t too bad and I knew at the end of a year I’d get to change back. I’d seen my sister go through it two years ago when she became my brother, and over the past few months my friends had been turning into women one by one. Now I’d be on the other side of the gender fence too.
Adam barely required any convincing this time to help me finish this. Just a few moments of me slowly grinding my ass over his dick, which was fast returning to form for the fourth time that night. Without any warning, he grabbed my hips and thrust into me.
As I felt the afterglow of my orgasm fade, I started to come back to my senses. If I wanted the spell to work, I had to keep up the momentum. Plus, this body wasn’t giving any arguments against a little more play.
I rolled over in my bed and felt the warmth of my boyfriend under the covers with me. I snuggled up to him, but felt something poking him. “Ugh, it’s back,” I whispered to him, seeing my tented panties.
Everyone had powers. That was just a way of life. My mom was able to become invisible, Dad had super strength, and I had the power to shape shift.
Mike had heard about the girls for quite some time. Every month or so, the rumors said, the girls would get together and have crazy lesbian sex with each other. Sometimes they’d invite a new girl to join their group. Mike just couldn’t put the notion out of his mind. He decided that he just had to see what went on, even if it meant dressing up as a girl. Mike knew the blond girl in the blue and white dress, her name was Deirdre. He convinced her that he was serious about joining the fun. “You know, if we do induct a new girl, she’s the party favor for the evening, right? Everyone gets a turn at her.” This did nothing but entice him more. Mike agreed quickly, even when Deirdre added that he’d have to wear a chastity device for the night. “Don’t want to scare the girls, do we?”