“Honestly Natalie, how do you find dicks attractive? I have one of my own and I’ll tell ya first, they are nasty.” Jake said with disgust. Him and Natalie have been friends since middle school, so conversations much like this have happened before. But this time things somehow seemed a lot more serious..
I went through the plan once again in my mind.
“Empty your pockets from anything that might identify you” – Check.
“Place the ring where she can see it when she walks to the car” – Check.
“Stay in wait on the other side of the fence to give myself a headstart” – Check
“Stand ready with the other ring”. I padded my pocket. Check.
“Au revoir Monsieur!” I squeaked to the man leaving his hotel room. He ignored me save for a brief glance and a knowing smile. I curtsied to him as he turned a corner, leaving the hotel, probably forever. *Chase after him! Go!* I thought in a panick, but outwardly I simply smiled, turned on the vacuum cleaner and continued cleaning. I was once that man, a successful man with a life and a future. I couldn’t accept that I’d been reduced to a bubbly french maid, but I had no choice.
‘See, it’s not that hard to gain viewers when you work with the assets god gave you’, Liam thought to himself, currently inside Mei’s body.
Charlie’s wife Clarissa was a lovely girl with raven locks, but Charlie was unhappy about how prim and submissive she was. Many men might enjoy that, but not Charlie. A woman’s place was not to stay home or in the kitchen, but rather to be outgoing, confident, and strong—Charlie believed this fervently.
A chemical explosion at the laboratory had caused Melodie and her co-worker Cameron to swap bodies. At first they’d been shocked, but until this mess got sorted out by the lab techs, they’d agreed to share an apartment and learn to live as each other. But they slept in separate beds and had no intimate relations. She wasn’t into women, and he wasn’t into men.
“Does it look like im still a man?” Matt asked rhetorically, as he grabbed the big boobs on his new chest to shake them fouriously while leaning towards the camera of his new laptop.
An accidental brush with his fiance Vicki’s medallion while Bradley was cleaning out the old jewelry box caused Bradley to transform into an exact copy of his fiance Vicki’s body. Coming out of the bathroom, Vicki was shocked to see a twin standing bewildered and wearing Bradley’s now ill-fitting clothes, but she quickly regained her composure.
Ian knew that something was wrong when he awoke to find himself with his wife’s boobs, her body, and her everything (including her panties). He sighed, thinking that she could be such a witch. As he heard Kayla preparing to leave the house in his body, he scrambled to throw off the quilt and sit up.
Francis tried to concentrate on the book and ignore the sensations of wetness emanating from his cunt, but he failed miserably. He squirmed and squeezed his legs together in his sister’s tight white slacks, looking up at the wall clock.