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Jun 6, 2018
Involuntary transformations 3
“Where’s my favorite twin sister?” Jennifer asked as she entered our home. But I wasn’t her twin anymore, having sneezed before, I had transformed myself into her best friend Amanda. “That’s no fun, turn yourself back” she said. “No can do, until I sneeze again” I replied while smiling on her bed. “Oh, I almost forgot, I bought this” she said as she showed me a bag of some powder “Are you doing drugs sis?” I asked her. “Sneezing powder” she said. “Now, visualize yourself as my brother and ...” she said as she threw some powder on my nose, “... transform”.
In no time I was back as my male self, but I felt ackward. I was no longer a man in soul. But I couldn’t tell my sister about it. “It worked” she said. “You are free for the rest of the day... tell our parents you are just visiting for tonight” she instructed me. I spent the night ackwardly acting like my former self. Hoping for the moment I was able to transform back into a woman.
The next morning, I sneaked into my sister’s room and looked for the hidden genie lamp. I decided to use that day’s wish, to make sure my sister had no more wishes: “I wish my sister had a man’s mind and soul”. There, as a guy, he will only have one wish for the rest of his life, instead of the usual one per day. And since he still has a girls body, he will probably use it to turn into a man.
I left my home, and waved goodbye. All I took with me was a backpack with some of my sister’s clothes. And a bunch of money. I started thinking what my life was about to become. I could be a famous actress, a throphy wife, a porn star. As I crossed the street, I sneezed again. Turning my self into a horny porn star. “Maybe i can use this to make some money” I said out loud. I took a cab to the local strip joint. “I will surely get hired” I said with a big smile on my face.
I remained there for a full week. Where I made lots of money. I seriously considered sleeping with some random guys. But I did everything I could to refrain from it. I knew I would eventually give up. But I wanted it to be special.
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