The best in class

In the future, humanity has become degraded by undesireable individuals. Elitists have have taken over and are hell bent on making humanity a beautiful race once again. As a result, the ugly, overweight, and the idiotic people in society have been sterilized so that humanity can once again live up to elitist standards. Only the slightly above average to extremely are allowed to reproduce. However, the ones chosen as worthy must wait to choose a partner through a complicated process. Men and women are grouped by region and age parameters and required to a facility at a certain time They enter a show of sorts where the best male and female are chosen through a panel of elitist judges. The two are paired as mates in a government sanctioned arranged marriage ( unless the two best are related of course, then two pairings would occur). This ensures that the best genes will combine for the benefit of society. There are complications with even this though, as the below story will show you
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Richard was from a region on the east coast and had been preparing for the annual pairings that every region was required to participate in. Everyone knew that the elitists rules were wrong, but Richard couldn’t help but want to win the contest. The idea of being paired with the best female participant was just too appealing to him. After several inspections, judges announced that Richard was the prime candidate while they also picked a very beautiful girl. That would have usually been the end of it.... but one the of the elitists showed a paper to the main guy and whispered something his ear.

It turned out that after several tests of cells and blood work that while Richard had the best bodywork and genes, there was a guy very close to his framework. The best girl was great but simply wasn’t at the level of the two guys. The elitists decided that one of them must be altered to fit  the status quo. Richard was led to a machine and told that he would be chosen to become a woman as after more work, his genetics would be far better than they already were as a woman. The machine did its work which was extremely painful for him. His body was reshaped into a curvier 5’4 frame with a thin waist and rounded wide hips. The machine made Richards skin darker before it did its work on his dick, making a fully functioning vagina in it place. Her face became more feminine until it was strikingly beautiful along with the lengthening dark hair that soon flowed from her scalp. Finally the finishing touches were put on her as two huge EE cup boobs soon hung from his chest she was soon led out of the machine and fitted with a sexy rising black dress,that left little to the imagination, to be presented to her partner. The government also issued her a randomly chosen name, Bianca, thus eliminating the last remnants of who she once was. This was a lesson to Bianca and everyone else on just how things can flip around in the elitist run society

Replica

I have to act just like his wife. I know my friend James lost his real wife in a car accident, and he almost took his own life because he felt guilty. But I never thought he would do anything in his power to get her back. Even if that meant turning me into her.

He told me he was working in an experiment that would change how we looked at life. "It is the only thing that's keeping me alive" he said, refering that it was his only purpose in life. He asked me to take my clothes off, and rest on a metallic table, being his friend I didn't hesitate. He plugged a bunch of wires on my head. "I am going to have to shave your chest" he said, "do what you must" I said. He placed a few more wires on my chest.

He then walked towards his computer and started punching numbers. I took a peek, and realized he had a 3d model of his wife and a 3d model of myself. I didn't know what he was doing, and I didn't bother to ask. "Close your eyes" he said as he started the experiment. I felt a huge surge of current running through my body. It wasn't painfull or anything like that, if I have to describe it, it was relaxing more than anything else.

When the electricity stopped running through my body, James said "It worked". He snapped a few pictures of me. I tried to talk but I couldn't, my throath was sore. "Don't move" he said. "It might take a few minutes to adjust". I could barely move, I felt so clumsy, he helped me put on some underwear, and he put something on my neck. He then carried me with ease. I felt so light. "I couldn't put my finger on it, but I knew he had changed something". He took me to his living room, where he carefully placed me on his couch.

"So? how are you feeling?" he asked. "I'm ok" I said sounding like if I was sick. "I am going to ask you a few questions for the record" he said. I looked around and saw a reflection of myself. "Wait?" I thought, "I look just like his wife". I looked at my hands and they looked feminine. I then took a peek at my breasts. Somehow he had transformed me into a replica of his deceased wife.

"What is your name" James asked his first question. I knew he expected for me to believe I was actually his wife. So I decided to humor him, "I am Kim". He smiled, I hadn't seen him this happy in a long time. "Who are you married to" he asked. "What's with all the question, to you love. We got married 3 years ago" I said. It was a lucky answer, because they actually got married 5 years ago, but it has been 2 years since she passed away. "What year do you think this is?" he asked. I realized I had to pretend I had no memory of the last two years. "It is april 2016" I said.

He stopped writting in his notebook, and walked towards me, where he took me by surprise with a passionate kiss. "I missed you so much" he said. We kissed each other for a few minutes. It felt weird, I am not into men, but I just couldn't find the strength to tell him the truth. He then touched my breasts, which started a feeling of pleasure all around my body. I couldn't believe it, but I wanted it, I wanted to have him inside of me. Thank god he didn't wait any longer, minutes later we were having sex. "Oh god" I moaned. "I love this" I said. I kissed him, and I even bit his ear. As he came inside of me, I realized I were never to tell him the truth, I will pretend I am actually his wife.

Days later, as I was preparing breakfast, I found his notebook with all his notes from the experiment. "Somehow mental changes seemed to have affected the test subject" I read and giggled. "I believe she still knows she used to be a man, but she just wants to please me so much that she's willing to act the part" I couldn't believe he knew. "She is even kinkier than my former wife, and she says she loves me. Today I will let her know I know the truth I see how she reacts. Hopefully she will still love me". That was the last entry of his notebook.

I looked behind me and there he was, James, the love of my life. "I wouldn't change anything. This has been the best thing that has happened to me" I told him. "I was hoping you would say that" he said and kissed me.

Days later he arrived with some papers, "you are officially back from the land of the dead" he said. As he had notified the goverment about their mistake. I felt so sexy and alive realizing I had now the papers to prove I was Kim.

Not So Punishing Punishment

The girls of Delta Delta Phi had just about enough of the frat bros at Kappa Alpha Nu. The boys drove them to distraction with their constant partying and a succession of “pranks” that amounted to sexual harassment. They tried to reason with the fraternity only to be told to lighten up. They complained to the school authorities only to be told boys will be boys. Finally, after enduring yet another pantie raid the girls decided they needed to take matters into their own hands. Fortunately, the Delta girls weren't just pretty faces, in fact, several of them were outright geniuses. 

With access to some of the physics department’s store of exotic matter, it was a relatively simple matter to cobble together a single use wide beam femm-ray. They set it up on early on Sunday morning confident the hard-partying Kappa boys would be sound asleep. They retreated to a safe distance and watched as the soft pink beam enveloped the entire frat house. After a few minutes, the device exhausted it’s power supply and shut down. The Girls waited for the boys to wake up and discover what had been done to them. They anticipated screams or sobs, the anguished cries of macho men stripped of their masculinity but they heard only silence. Concerned, they crept closer until they heard what sounded like soft feminine moans and… could it be, giggling?

Finally, one of their more athletic number managed to clamber up a drain pipe and peak in through a window. She nearly fell off her perch when she saw what was happening inside the frat house. Far from being upset the former boys of Delta Delta Phi seemed delighted with their new bodies. She could see four of them crowded into one bathroom giggling and shaking their new assets in the mirror.

“Woah, dude. Check it out we are total hotties.” one of them giggled.

“Yeah,” another agrees “ this is great. Check out my rack I’ll never have to beg another girl to let me see her titties again. I can just look down for that now!”

“Haha, Check it out I’m going to third base!” another laughed grabbing themselves between their legs “Oooh that feels pretty good too.”

It seemed the former frat were all delighted with their new looks. So much so that they resisted any attempts to change them back. What’s worse suddenly being girls did nothing to curb the newly minted sorority’s wild ways. They continued to drink and party and generally make life hell for the Delta girls. Nothing had changed except now, as well as worrying about the former boys stealing their panties the sisters also had to watch out for them stealing their boyfriends too!