Oliver was on shore leave at a bar when he saw this blonde babe. She was a knockout. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her: she was flimsily-clad and confident and ohh my…her tits were just perfect. She noticed him and came over to his table.
Erik placed his left knee on the window and scanned the street with hope and expectation. “Why is Naomi late today? She’s usually punctual and she told me she’d be back in time to swap back before dinner. Wasn’t there a 72-hour rule before this became permanent? This was fun but I want my male body back, especially before my…I mean her…period hits!” The thong in his ass was pinching him in all the wrong places, not to mention the annoying belt and the high heels which were gorgeous to look at but torture to wear. He also felt the urge to pee but he just didn’t want to do it anymore as a woman so he squeezed his legs tight and kept looking anxiously out the window waiting for Naomi to return.
Quinn dipped his head as he sat waiting in the car for his girlfriend Mina to come back. Wait, he was the girl now, and so he…she…he was her man now…god, there was a world of difference between the two! He stamped his feet.
“Adam, I’m back! I’ve got pepperoni pizza and beer and—wait, who the heck are you?!” James exclaimed, shocked to find a topless redheaded girl in his living room. The girl gave him a sultry look and bit her scarlet pantyhose with her pearly white teeth. James couldn’t help but stare at her tits. “W-where’s Adam?” he asked.
Maurice smirked as his breasts pushed against the tight shirt on his chest. “Well?” he asked as his roommate Rick goggled his eyes on the bosom that was now within reach. Rick’s lust was up.
Chris moaned in his fiance’s body but felt a hint of danger. They’d already climaxed twice today, and didn’t the spell say something about not getting to 3?
Fred sat on the floor with his panties twisting on his thighs and tried to comprehend what just happened. Why did he have twin pigtails framing his head? And why did he suddenly feel a chill on his exposed chest?
Even after buying that magic spell and casting it to fix her teenage brat of a son, Mike’s mother Reese was surprised to see her new daughter up from bed so early, but she felt a surge of pride. “Time for breakfast honey, eat it while it’s hot. A girl’s gotta eat before school.”
Ryan tried to hide his breasts behind his hair and stuck his hands in his pockets, which were no longer deep enough for him to feel his cock. Not that he had a cock anymore.
Rafael felt a little petulant as he stood there wearing a white dress and frilly lace things as his hair threatened to come undone.