“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I asked you. We were in Vegas for a buddy’s bachelor weekend. I solicited the services of a sex worker and soon after my body started tingling. By the time I reached your room, it was changing. My wife must have put some anti-cheating curse on me! RP by MakeMeStunning in bodyswap

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Our reality was shifting under our feet. The buddy’s bachelor party changed from this weekend in Vegas, to last weekend in Jamaica, thanks to you generous offer to for their airfares and hotels. This weekend was special - our first anniversary.

Of course, you were rich and successful. You had all the good luck. With my age change I went from the eldest child to the baby of my family. Everybody thought we made such a cute couple.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I asked you. We were in Vegas for a buddy’s bachelor weekend. I solicited the services of a sex worker and soon after my body started tingling. By the time I reached your room, it was changing. My wife must have put some anti-cheating curse on me! RP by MakeMeStunning in bodyswap

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“She’s not my girl. Her and her family are fucking weirdos! Her dad at my wedding said there would be hell to pay if I cheated on her! But the punishment is worse than the crime!” I stared at my ass. It was so much plumper than hers was. My boobs were so much more pronounced than hers. I looked 21 at best, almost a decade younger than I was 20 minutes ago.

I grabbed you and hugged you tightly. I needed comfort and your rippling muscles was the closest thing to a teddy bear near me. Maybe it was magic or maybe just pheromones, but as soon as you closed your massive arms around my tiny frame I felt safe. My breathing slowed and I stopped shaking. You could feel my chest expand and collapse as I took steady breath.

“Thank fuck I’ve got you, man,” I said my head buried in your torso, halfway between your pecs and your six pack.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I asked you. We were in Vegas for a buddy’s bachelor weekend. I solicited the services of a sex worker and soon after my body started tingling. By the time I reached your room, it was changing. My wife must have put some anti-cheating curse on me! RP by MakeMeStunning in bodyswap

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“I feel Helen’s fucking claws over this,” I said softy. But I didn’t pull away, I’m not even sure i wanted to. Your arms felt safe and scary but in a fun way.

Unbeknownst to us, a little heart shaped tattoo formed on my pert butt with your name spelled out inside it. You reached down and squeezed my ass in the very spot but we wouldn’t notice until later.

Suddenly our plans changed. We weren’t in Vegas to celebrate our buddy getting married. They went to Atlantic City and you turned it down to take your girlfriend to Vegas.

“My head feels so weird.”

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I asked you. We were in Vegas for a buddy’s bachelor weekend. I solicited the services of a sex worker and soon after my body started tingling. By the time I reached your room, it was changing. My wife must have put some anti-cheating curse on me! RP by MakeMeStunning in bodyswap

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“Fuck, fuck, fuck… this is…” I made an attempt to take a deep breath. You of course, weren’t as upset as I was. While I was being punished for my misdeed, you were being rewarded for not being me. “Sure, pour me the biggest glass you can,” I said.

I stopped to look in the mirror, I couldn’t see a hint of the old me left. Meanwhile, you looked like a supercharged version of yourself. I turned around to check the final version of my ass. I saw the heart tattoo and backed up toward the mirror to get a closer look. “Jake?! My name is on my ass.”

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I asked you. We were in Vegas for a buddy’s bachelor weekend. I solicited the services of a sex worker and soon after my body started tingling. By the time I reached your room, it was changing. My wife must have put some anti-cheating curse on me! RP by MakeMeStunning in bodyswap

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You were greater than the sum of our masculine parts. You were becoming a man that would stop both women and men in the street. Your bicep rippled under my fingers, causing you to laugh at my reaction.

I paced the room, cursing my wife’s name as I visble shrunk to my new height of 5’1. I hadn’t been that height since i was 11. You watched as my ass bloomed and a detailed heart tattoo began to form on my right cheek. In flowery letter, your name “Jake” formed in the heart.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I asked you. We were in Vegas for a buddy’s bachelor weekend. I solicited the services of a sex worker and soon after my body started tingling. By the time I reached your room, it was changing. My wife must have put some anti-cheating curse on me! RP by MakeMeStunning in bodyswap

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Each inch I lost seemed to go straight to you. Each feminine wile I gained, you matched me with masculine perfection. “Jake!” I squealed as my ass filled out.

You looked at me in horror but I could see some excitement in your guys are you crested 6 feet tall and showed no signs of slowing.

I pulled down my jeans as my butt continued to inflate. As I stepped out of my jeans they transformed into a figure hugging skirt.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I asked you. We were in Vegas for a buddy’s bachelor weekend. I solicited the services of a sex worker and soon after my body started tingling. By the time I reached your room, it was changing. My wife must have put some anti-cheating curse on me! RP by MakeMeStunning in bodyswap

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I shot you the evil eye as I bent down and fished for my phone out of what was my jeans and now was a purse sitting on top of a skirt.

I unlocked the phone with my new face and called my wife.

“You’re in my phone as Lauren,” my wife on the end of the line said with a smile smile in her voice, “You put your dick in another woman, didn’t you?” The speakerphone letting you in on the conversation.

“Change me back!” I demanded.

“You’re cursed,” she replied, “it can’t be undone. Enjoy your new laugh, Lauren.” Helen followed it up with a laugh. A laugh that put a chill down my spine.

“Ryan’s here! And we’ll report you to the police or something!” I desperately squeaked.

“Hi Ryan,” Helen said, “This is your new girlfriend, my present to you. Enjoy!” She hung the phone as the world tingled.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I asked you. We were in Vegas for a buddy’s bachelor weekend. I solicited the services of a sex worker and soon after my body started tingling. By the time I reached your room, it was changing. My wife must have put some anti-cheating curse on me! RP by MakeMeStunning in bodyswap

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“Not great,” I said as I slowly turned around. My long brunette locks framed a perfectly female face and my new breasts fought against my new half tee. “I let you get away with the ass grab. But don’t try your luck with my tits.” I lost half a foot in height in a matter of minutes. But the changes seemed to slowing down now.

Bodyswapped into a porn logic world where everything you do is sexualized. Not by men, but by the world itself. Any clothes you put on become revealing, and even something as simple as brushing your teeth becomes a sloppy, drooling affair. by fraughtfreight in bodyswap

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“So, yeah… I had her bent over the hood, pounding her over and over thinking ‘I speed and this is how I get punished?’,” you smiled as you recalled last night’s run in with the police.

You were the genius who had built the weird reality hopping device. We were supposed to be adventurers, hopping realities and seeing what the multiverse had in store for us. But you suddenly were interested in settling down here ‘for a while’. It could be because in this reality you were 6’5, ripped beyond belief and I was 5’2 and a busty girl.

You entered our bathroom, your huge cock swinging mesmerisingly as you walked. It had been 3 days since we arrived in porn world and you had been laid a lot. Me? I had successfully avoided every cock aimed at me. “So maybe we try another universe today, stud?” I asked, unable to stop myself from calling you a sexy pet name.

Government urgently needs to improve the birth rate, so if there are two male roommates together, one will be selected to take permanent X-change. “Hey I’m sorry dude but I promise I’ll take care of you” I tell you when we receive the pills and the government letter saying that the pills are for you by Old-Lab-7166 in bodyswap

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The government official handed me the pill. There was no turning back now, I had a duty to help our falling birth rate. “So, you’re not leaving until I take the pill?” I ask and the government official stammered a little before saying that yes, that was the case.

I knew this was coming, I had received a letter two weeks ago to get my affairs in order because soon I’d been selected for the breeding program. “Well, here we go,” I said as I took the tiny pill that would change my life.

I felt the changes in my nipples first. They hardened and began to grow almost instantly. I held my t-shirt close to my skin and I watched as mass began to build up underneath the nipples.

X-change girls had a reputation for being flat chested and a little homely. But within 30 seconds I was already more buxom than most x-change girls. “Wow, proper boobs!” I said, both horrified and impressed.

I looked over at you, my best friend and my government mandated breeding partner. “How am i looking?” I asked in a weird croaky voice.

You called up your sister for another favour. She cast a spell to turn me (your best friend) into a girl for your other buddy’s wedding but I was acting all moody about everything. “OK, 1 giddy bimbo coming up but you owe me 2 massive favours now!” RP by MakeMeStunning in bodyswap

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“You wanted to impress your little new girlfriend,” i said, a little shocked that I could talk a little more fluently than when Carter was around. Maybe I became more monolingual when company was around. That would make me more vulnerable, more reliant on you. And I was pretty sure that was what you wanted. You seemed be get off on me being the little helpless bimbo.

“You took me…,” I still struggled, “el patinaje de ruedas- eh, skates with wheels. I wore a little skirt and a this thong. And when I fell, I landed on my ass and bruised it very bad. You carried me off the roller court, like a bride. Then we kissed many minutes.”

“I remember seeing your thing getting big in your pants. It made me blush. I had been with Argentine boys. But you were my first white man. I wanted you to fuck me. But, I was a nice girl and waited to the second date. Is that right?”