Wish

My whole life I had wished I'd been born a girl, or that by some means, magical or fantastical, that I could become a woman. Over time I developed a fixation on this ide, it became a fetish and an obsession. I knew I'd never transition to transgenderism, not due to disagreeing with it, I just knew it would never fulfil the desires I had.

Today I was doing what I always do, looking through pictures of pornstars and tg captiosn, today's theme being MILFs, and idly wishing I could exchange lives with one of them. The pornstars or the caption character, whichever came first.

It was while looking through pictures of Romi Rain that I found myself drifting off to sleep, fantasizing about trading bodies with her and being fucked as her. During this dream I suddenly found it gain an aspect of realism it hadnt before. Normally dreaming is like floating underwater down a river, unsure and uncontrollable, but suddenly I found myself in a nice suburban home in what appeared to be a living room. There was a nice white couch, with several blue throw-pillows, there was a large TV on the opposite side of the room, and on the walls hung different skyline views of cities and buildings. And in the center of that postmodern home, was the picture perfect body of Romi Rain robustly displayed in baby blue pocka-dotted lingerie.

"Oh my god..." I managed to say "you're Romi Rain!"

The woman looked at me quizically, "How do you know my name? And how did you get in my apartment?" She seemed frightened and started to cover herself up with her hands.

"Well you-you're a pornstar, and I... uh.. like your work a lot." I stuttered, trying to sound like I wasn't just some random creep. Romi continued to eye me suspiciously, and with more than a little concern and confusion painted on her beautiful face. "And I don't know how I got here, I thought I was dreaming a moment ago when I ugh... made a wish." 

Romi seemed to relax a little at my last words, dropping her gaurd a bit she asked "You made a wish? I just made a wish too. And I'm not some pornstar by the way! I happen to be married to a great guy, and though I.... well I never publish anything. I'm not some bimbo!" Romi seemed visably offended by my suggestion, and I too felt confused, but at her last words her face seemed to sink. "But besides that, what did you wish? Because I wished for a new life, I wished not to be a housewife anymore, and I hardly see how some guy like you answers that wish!"

I was momentarily blown away, this wasn't Romi Rain the pornstar, but rather some alternative version of her where she's married to some dude who's never around.

"I wished...." I take a shaky breath, "I wished I was you. Well pornstar you, or maybe any version of you. I just wished... to be in your body."

***

Romi and I talked in length for some time, talking about how I was starting college and how I'd recently been promoted. About my recent vacations, hiking trips, and romantic escapades.

Romi then went on to explain how cushy her life is, how she had everything taken care of by her rich businessman husband. But she was miserable because though she was in great shape, financially and physically, she had lost her love for her traveling husband. She had turned to nightly visitors to bring excitement back into her life. Months later, after lots of casual, naughty, and adventurous sex, she was caught and her husband proposed an open marraige, since he too was disloyal. She'd considered leaving him, but the prenuptual agreement was pretty ironclad and after divorce she'd end up with nothing. And so here she was, waiting for another boring nightly caller, wishing she were someone else. Wishing she was someone with a more open future. Someone like me.

We both came to an agreement that we would like to be each other. No not just that, we desperatly needed to be each other. She saw in me, a way out of her cushioned yet restricted lifestyle. While I, saw in her everything I'd always wanted from womanhood. A delectable body. A consistant supply of sex and beautiful clothing, not to mention a hot husband who paid for everything I could possinly want.

Once we had voiced this, I was overcome with lust for her subtle form. And by the look on Romi's face she felt the same. We locked lips, and we melted into each other's arms. Her long nailed hands scraped my back with lust, and my hands dug into her thick ass. I felt out of breath, like Romi was sucking the air from my lungs. I continued kissing her, unable to breath but naturally calm besides the lust running through me. I pressed into her, and she pressed back into the couch. I gradually felt less and less, fordt my fingers felt numb, and my feet felt miles away. The feeling crept its way up my body, consuming everything until I couldn't see, couldn't hear, and I was once again being swept along like in a dream.

***

 I was in a room. On the walls hung my degrees. Hung pictures of treasured memories. I saw desk with trophies on it. And a door. The door was cracked. It was covered in scratches, the door handle especially. I pushed it open, and found a long hallway. I proceeded down. Pass door after door after door, all slightly different, but all tightly shut. I come across another cracked door. This one is somehow feminine. Inside I find a room fit for a woman. Pictures of memories on the walls. Dildos on a lavish pink bed. Makuep on a nightstand, and an expansive closet. I turn back to the door. I see a smile and and hear a voice. "Thank you" it says. The door is slammed shut. The handle is gone. There are scratches on this door too. Long nailed scratches. I look at my hands, and see long nails.

***

Feeling slowly returns to my body. I feel the lips of my lover, I feel her hands on my ass. I feel my soft chest pressed up against her hard breasts.

My eyes fly open, and I push away my own exact countinense. My hands are dainty and feminine, and long baby blue nails adorn the tips of my fingers. My former face is smiling down at itself, and then back at me. I stare down at my new frame, encased like a liquid in my new skyblue lingerie. I feel me breasts in their cups, the heels on my feet, the nails on my hands, and a wetness between my legs. I run a hand across my flat crotch and an airy gasp escapes my lips. I'm Romi.

"Oh my god." Comes my soft melodic voice, spilling from my new plump lips.

"I know. It's wonderful." Comes my former baritone, the masculinity of my former visage makes me quiver slightly. Romi runs his new hands all across his new body, stopping to grab a handful of his new hard tool. A manly gasp escapes him, and I barely manage not to moan in response.

Seeing his masculine hand groping himself, I make a move toward him. I'm barely thinking when i find my new feminine fingers gripping his cock through my former jeans. I fall to my knees before pushing him onto the couch where I lean over his lap. It isn't long until I have my new lips wrapped around his large pecker and I'm sucking zealously.

I bob up and down, making a orchestra of sucking sounds as I work him over and over and over. He does well, and maintains himself for quite some time, long enough that I'm nearlu soaking down below as he begins to tense. He pours his seed into my mouth, and my momentary hesitation to not withdraw is just long enough for him to grab me by my long  raven hair and force me to finish him. I swallow every last drop and I find the taste was bracing but not entirely unpleasant. He lets me go, and I release his cock in turn, emitting an audible pop, and I take a deep breath, letting out an airy feminine gasp.

"Thank you for the treat." I giggled, uncharacteristically. I must be absorbing her mannerisms and such. Romi's mannerisms. I was Romi now, and I clearly had her desires too.

"No thank you, Romi." He responds standing up and buckling his pants. "I look forward to seeing you getting fucked online." He says with a grin.

I go to respond, but suddenly the man I used to be had vanished. It was like I had blinked and he'd disappeared.

Back to my world. Back to his new world I guess.

I stood up, with great care in my high heels, and looked around my new home. Some part of my brain told me this was one of many of my homes now. I had a beach house, a suburban house, a penthouse. All of which my husband kept stocked with clothes food and a hot staff who could fuck either of us at will.

As if reading my mind there was a knock at the door. My nightly caller, the male escort I'd hired to tie me up and fuck me silly. This was going to be fun.

Going to the brothel

I was feeling lonely and, this evening i decided to call an escort girl. After some research, i found a brothel with some very sexy Asian girls. I selected a Japanese girl named Ritsuko. She was a walking wet dream and was curiously very happy i selected her. An odd thing was, when i went with her in the bedroom, the other girls seem to whisper to each other and looking at me. It didn't took too long before we were both naked. She was an expert and i let her lead things. Soon enough i was in her making her moan. She sure knew how to make a man feel powerful. 

But suddenly, things inverted, she slowly took the advantage. I thought it was me first but it seems she was becoming bigger by the seconds. A quick look at my arm and i saw i didn't have body hair anymore. My whole body was becoming smaller and weaker when hers was bigger and stronger. I saw her face turning from the sexy Asian she was into a Caucasian male and, after i felt my face burning, look in the mirror to see with horror i had now a typical Japanese girl face. In fact, i was now totally a Japanese girl except for my penis. But it was soon not a problem anymore when i felt her growing clitoris becoming a cock, pushing mine into me with my balls which turn into ovaries inside my flat belly.

It was now her who making me moan while she fucking me. I was helpless and just let thing go as i felt my first female orgasm rising. I finally exploded in female yell of pleasure. She didn't came in me but put her cock out and let go her semen on my tiny breast. I try to manage a plea but, she cut me, explaining how i was her five hundred client and that was time for her to be a male again. She told me she will now live in my place and me in hers. It was no use to try to explain authorities, reality have changed to fit our bodies and no one will believe me. If i wanted to be male again, i would have to fuck five hundred client before swapping live like she did with me.

When she open the door of the bedroom, every girl was behind it to say goodbye to the old Ritsuko, now Roger. And welcoming me in the house. While i was hugged by the girls saying how cute i was, i looked at my reflection in the mirror, telling myself i won't be alone too much now.

Pinball wizard

Jack loved the old arcade by the beach. Over the summer he’d been spending practically all his time there. He loved the old games even though they were pretty basic compared to the modern system he had at home. He was particularly fond of the pinball machines. There was a certain analogue charm to the electromechanical games, a genuine randomness a video game could never match.

As the summer went on he got better and better at the games, beating each machine one at a time, toppling high scores that had stood for years. Soon he was drawing an audience, a small crowd that would gather to watch him play.

One of them, in particular, caught his attention, an older guy who rarely spoke but never seemed particularly happy when Jack would beat one of the games.

Asking around he found no one seemed to know his name but he was known as the pinball wizard and that many of the high scores Jack was toppling were his. It seemed like a pretty lame nickname to him but he didn’t give it much more thought until the day he beat the last machine in the arcade.

As the last digit clicked up he felt an electric shudder surge run through his body and a sudden chill as his clothes and body instantly reshaped themselves. Looking down he saw that he was wearing a bikini top and short shorts. Even more shocking he now had the kind of slim female body that looked like it was made for his new outfit.

He turned around to find himself alone in the arcade with the wizard.

“What, you thought pinball wizard was just a cute nickname?” the older man asked with a smirk “Sorry kiddo, I’m afraid I’m the real deal.”

“You? You did this to me?” Jack asked indicating his perky new breasts “How? Why?”

“Why? Isn’t it obvious?” the wizard replied “You were making look bad "Jacky” I couldn’t have some kid challenge my record so I’ve given you a new body and a new life to go with it. You should be thanking me really.“

"Thank you?!” Jacky squeaked “I’m a chick! Turn me back!”

“No, I don’t think so. Unless you’d rather I turned you into a frog?” the wizard laughed “I didn’t think so. This arcade is only big enough for one pinball king and that’s me. Now, why don’t you run along? a pretty thing like you should be out enjoying herself on a sunny day like today.”

Jacky found herself blinking in the sunshine. She looked around seeing that she was at the far end of the boardwalk by the old arcade. She had a strange feeling like she had just lost something but looking around everything seemed perfectly normal. With a shrug, she dismissed the odd sense of loss and began strolling back toward the top of the boardwalk her mind already on more important things like cute boys and parties never looking back at the old arcade.

Mirror, mirror on the wall

As I waited for my girlfriend while she tried a dress on, I decided to look around the store. "Anything I can help you with?" a cute and young woman asked me. "No thanks, I'm only waiting for my girlfriend. Plus, you only have women's clothing" I responded. "Ok, but if you feel like trying something on, let me know" she said. "What is she talking about? I just said they had women's clothes" I thought.

My girlfriend was taking a long time in the dressing room, so I decided to go ask her if everything was ok. On my way to the back of the store, I caught my reflection on the mirror. Something felt off, I mean, everything was ok, but it felt off. I could see my clean shave, and my short hair. But suddenly I felt like trying something on. I looked for the manliest jeans I could find. An impossible task, but somehow I managed.

I got myself inside a dressing room, and tried them on. They were tight as hell. The attendant then handed me some heels and a dress. "You should try these on" she said. I didn't say anything, I was ashamed my girlfriend would find out I was trying women's clothes myself.

As I put them on, I felt weird, I was a man in drag. "Step outside" the attendant said. I did as she said. I felt embarrased. "Oh god, I think you should look at yourself in the mirror again". I walked slowly towards the center of the store. As I looked at myself I realized I was right. I did look like a man in drag. She handed me a note, "read this" she said. I took a deep breath and read it outloud. "Mirror, mirror on the wall" I heard my voice change as I spoke. "show me who's the finest woman of them all". I noticed how my hand changed. I dropped the note in awe. I looked at my reflection, the man I was before was gone, replaced by a new woman.

"Be sure to keep this a secret, we don't want your ex to find out who you were" the attendant said. Amy got out of the dressing room, looking as hot as ever. "John? John?" she asked. I looked around pretending not to know who she was looking for. "Sorry, have you seen a guy here? he's my boyfriend" she asked me. I felt my heart pounding like crazy. "No.. I haven't. Wait... didn't you come here alone?" I don't know why I came up with that lie. But somehow it helped. "I guess you're right... sometimes I am silly like that" she said. "The same happens to me from time to time" I said to be a little sympathetic.

We both paid for our clothes while we talked. Somehow she seemed to have forgotten all about John. "I'm Kim by the way" I said. I couldn't believe how easily I had come up with a new name. "Amy" she responded. "If you have some time, we can go for some coffee" I said. "Sure" she said. As we walked out the store, I looked back and whispered "thank you" to the store attendant, she just smiled back.

I don't know if I am to become a lesbian, or embrace my new gender and start dating men. But in the mean time, I will become Amy's best friend.

Finding myself out at the beach

I still don't get it. It all feels so sublime so unreal. I know I am Kim, and I know I am at the beach wearing a wet white blouse. And I certainly feel like I am and have always been a woman. But I somehow I feel like this is all wrong, like I used to be a guy named John. I was married, and had a baby girl.

"Hey babe, is everything ok?" James asked me. I know he is my boyfriend, and how he makes me laugh all the time and all. But why do I have all these conflicting feelings? "I am ok, I guess". "Just ok?" he asked as he walked towards me and planted a kiss on my lips. I felt my nipples rise, and my pussy get warm and wet.

There was no denying it, who ever I thought I was, I wasn't anymore. I love James, and I love having sex with him. "Let's do it right here love" I said as I pulled down my thong. I rode him like a whore. And I enjoyed the whole thing. As I was about to come, my necklace fell of my neck. And that's when everything got clearer.

--- to be continued

The Best Day of the Year

It was my least favorite time of the year: Valentine's Day. Sorry, not Valentines Day, Galentines day. I hated this day for so many reasons. I just thought that a day of "Ladies Celebrating Ladies" was a lame excuse for girls to get together and talk about how they don't need men. All the events were "No Boys Allowed", which made me even angrier. One day, my friend Charlie and I decided to try and crash the local galentines party that was being held by some of our female friends. We wanted to pull a prank and get one over them. Right when Charlie and I were in position, we were caught. Some of the girls had found us. We thought that they would be annoyed, but it was quite the opposite. They actually invited us in and asked us to celebrate with them. They said that it made them sad to see us with all the anger and hate about this holiday that they all enjoyed so much. So we decided to give it a chance. It felt weird being the only boys at this party filled with girls. There was a photo corner where some girls were taking pictures to commemorate this day. Some of the girls urged Charlie and I to get a picture taken. We reluctantly agreed, and then they moved us to the corner and gave us a border sign to hold up, which said the word "Galentines" on it. They put me on the right and Charlie on the left. I can't believe that they were making us do this, this might be the punishment, forcing us to take this picture. They counted down "3...2...1...Smile!" The camera went off and there was a really bright flash. Something felt off but I couldn't put my finger on it. The girl taking our photo told us that we looked really cute. Well duh we looked cute, Charlotte and I tried to look best for this Galentine's day party. All the girls here for so nice and kind to each other, it really warmed my heart that there was a holiday just so us ladies can celebrate each other without boys to get in our way. Even though, I'm still waiting for that special someone to sweep me off my feet.  If the other girls let me, maybe I'll try to bring some of my guy friends sometime, so maybe they can understand how wonderful this day really is. Until then, it's all about me and my ladies.

Okay, Change Me Back..

"Okay I believe you now" Ron said to his best friend Will while covering his bare naked skin.
"You sure? Because a few seconds ago you said that I was delusional."
"Yea! Of course I wouldn't believe you. There are no such thing as a magical remote that can change someone. But I guess its true now.. So, will you change me back please? I don't feel so comfortable in this skin.." Ron said but Will keep on staring at Ron's new mound of flesh on his chest.

"Are you staring at my tits?! Ah! You're such a perv.." Ron contiues, but still get ignored by Will.
"I have to say that you're body is absolutely gorgeous. Don't you want to stay that way a bot longer?" Will asked. Getting irritated, Ron tried to cover himself with the hanging mosquito net. But then he realised that now Will can see his nipples through the non transparent fabric.
"Aww, you're just so cute now" Will teased Ron, and watching Ron blushed even made his new feminine face get even cuter.

"Are you sure you want to be back to your old body?" Will grabbed the remote and asked
"Yes! Change me back!"
"But, come on... Don't you like your new body?"
"I guess I like my

Spells Inc: Cheer Squad

Mrs Morningstar was driving home from school. It had been a rough day primarily because of a troublemaker in her class, Bryan. She had tried everything, sending them to the principal, detention nothing worked. Honestly he wasn't a bad kid he was just enamored with the cheerleaders in her class, acting out to impress them. If only there was some way to show him how foolish they were being she thought. Just then she noticed a new store on the side of the store and figured she would go up to the drive through to see what they were selling. As she pulled up to the window she was greeted by a perky shop girl. "What do you sell here? Food?" "More like solutions. What seems to be the problem you look stressed?" "You can say that again I hate my job this boy acts out in class and tortures the cheerleaders he likes.""Say no more I have just the thing." The shop girl went into the back and came out a moment with a purple potion. "This is $10 have your student drink it to learn his lesson." "What is it? Is it safe? Can i drug a student?" "Jeez what is it with people and questions! It is $10 give this to the boy and teach him a lesson like you are paid to do." Mrs Morningstar exchanged the money and went home.

Later that night she figured if Bryan didn't end up pushing her too far 1 day and getting her fired she would be quitting soon if things didn't change. She would not have to wait long for a chance to give Bryan the potion, he quickly acted out in class and she gave him detention. After Bryan finished cleaning up the classroom that afternoon she gave him the potion as a reward. Bryan was confused since the 2 had been squabbling all year but took the purple, soda liquid and drank it.

The next day when class started she noticed that Bryan seemed a little shorter, a little more polite to the girls he was attracted too but still a terror in class. She almost lost hope right then and there thinking she had been duped out of $10. The next day however Bryan was shorter still, his hair longer, more demure and he seemed to be developing a tan in the middle of winter. By day 3 Bryan had shrunk considerably, he was never tall but if he was 5' tall now he would be lucky. He was definitely more polite and his tan was darker still. The next few days Mrs Morningstar had a hard time noticing anymore changes and the rest of the class never noticed anything different about Bryan despite his now lack of height, personality shifting and his definitely black skin now. By day 7 she finally understood what was going on when Brianna walked in with long hair and budding breasts she was a young woman now who had caught Kenneth's eye and was now the subject of the bullying he used to inflict. Figuring the cheer squad could use new recruits she planned another trip to Spells Inc to get Kenneth started on his journey.

                                                                               7 days earlier
"Gaah I hate going to Mrs Morningstar's class. She is always such a pain all I want to do is get it on with lucy and she constantly gives me detention or whatever. She did give me that weird soda yesterday so maybe I should cut her some slack" thought Bryan.

                                                                              6 days earlier
"I don't know what it was about yesterday but it seemed like things were going better. Mrs Morningstar laid off a bit and I think Lucy actually smiled at me. Today was weird though when Lucy and I were working on the group project she almost seemed taller than me. It's just like whatever though my tan is coming and once I get another haircut things will be fabulous. Its weird though I swore I just got a haircut the other day."

                                                                             5 days earlier
"When I woke up this morning it was like my entire body ached. I don't know what is causing this but when I walked into Mrs Morningstar's class today I barely came up to Lucy's tits. Thankfully she is such a great girl. I don't know what has changed these last few days but we have talked and become closer than at any point this semester. It is almost like we are girlfriends."

                                                                              Today
"I wish I knew what happened to me. When the week started I had a dick, white skin, and only wanted to fuck Lucy. Now I look like her sister I'm 5' if I'm lucky, and my skin is black. Plus when I woke up this morning my penis was gone and I was graced with starting my period. Thank God Lucy has become such a good friend because Kenneth has been picking on my all morning. Maybe if I join the cheer squad I can get some safety in numbers and he will layoff. Plus I will get to wear some really cute outfits hehe."

                                                                              1 month later
"Joining the cheer squad was the best thing to happen me. Since I am the shortest member on the team the few guys on the squad always get to grab my ass and heave me into the air. It is exhilarating, the wind in my hair, twisting and turning and finally landing in the arms of a strong man. I love it, I never thought this would be me though. I was a man just a months ago but no one seems to remember that but me. Now all I can think about is how sweet it will be to go to homecoming this year, what I will wear and how good it feels when I masturbate. Like seriously it is so much better as a girl than as a man, my whole body goes limp and I can't wait to get a boyfriend and go all the way."