Friday, March 31, 2017

With Great Power Cums Big Changes



Nathan wondered if he should tell the man he who he really was. Transforming into a woman had certainly made finding someone to help him move into his new place easier, but he couldn’t help feeling a little guilty. It was his first time using his power in such an exploitative way. What was this guy going to think when “Caitlyn” suddenly disappeared? Nathan’s ploy of shifting into an attractive young brunette who was sure to attract attention had proven effective, but what was he going to do now? Judging by the way James was eyeing her as they brought up the last box, he knew the man had some -ideas-…

Guys didn’t help girls like “Caitlyn” for no reason. A favor like this, a body like hers…it came with certain expectations. Oddly, none of them seemed to disturb Nathan as much as she thought they would. James -did- deserve a reward…didn’t he? He seemed like such a nice guy. -Handsome-, too. They’d make a cute couple. Have cute babies, even…? A nervous giggle escaped her lips. She brushed a few stray locks of hair over her petite ears. She knew she needed to calm down. After all, she’d only just met him! But...maybe Caitlyn could hold off on changing back into “Nathan", at least for a little while?

Meanwhile, James wondered if he should tell the woman what he was capable of. Using his telepathic influence to force the cute new neighbor girl to fall in love with him would certainly make getting over the slump of his recent breakup easier, but he couldn’t help feeling a little guilty. It was his first time using his power in such an exploitative way, but she did look happy. -Hot-, too. Maybe she didn’t have to know? It was already too late anyway, right? Her head was sure to already be swimming with infatuation for him; those thoughts and feelings were real now, no matter where they had come from.

It took Caitlyn less than a week as James’ girlfriend to reveal both her shifting ability and past. James was stunned to learn that Caitlyn had originally been a man, but Caitlyn brushed off his apologies and refused offers to reset her mind. It wasn’t very hard to convince James to leave things be though; he didn't really want things to change anyway. After all, Caitlyn’s ability was amazing for the bedroom: imagine being a guy with the opportunity to fuck Emma Stone, Anne Hathaway, and Scarlett Johansson all in one night! 

James loved when she would shift while he was actively fucking her. Caitlyn enjoyed gradually shifting into forms with tighter and tighter vaginas until she and James simply couldn’t take the mounting pressure any longer. She had an especially cute and small Japanese form that was more often than not the one he would unload into. Having a man fill her up was an amazing sensation. A month ago the idea would have made her gag, but now she loved that moment when he slips out and she can feel his juices overflowing and oozing out of her pussy. It made her feel "claimed", as though she were his property. She relished that feeling. He always treated her with dignity and respect, but she loved being submissive to him.

Caitlyn was so glad she'd taken the initial chance of becoming a woman. She was even more glad that it was James she'd run into first. Moving here to start a new life, she could have never have imagined winding up in this one. But how could it have possibly gone better? And how could she have ended up with a better person? Caitlyn didn't care about the circumstances - that James had forced this life upon her. All that mattered to her was that she and James were happy.



Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Blackmail Booty - Part 3



Adam pandered to the gorgeous blonde’s earlier request, tenderly pecking at her soft ass flesh. His lips didn’t just connect though, they -sunk in-. It was an odd feeling, being part of two separate bodies. He could feel his male self being pulled in further. Melanie’s rear itself loomed heavily in his sight, drawing closer and closer still until his eyes made contact as well. He didn’t see anything anymore. He would never see anything again, but there were other sensations. He could still sense what remained of his former body being drawn in little by little. And new feelings crept in – a gentle, curvy, bounciness that slowly pervaded his entire being. 

It was soon impossible not to be overwhelmed by this new perspective. His thoughts turned solely to it, “So warrrmmm…Commmfy…I feel sooo…soffftttt…I feeeeeeel…”. Finally, the yet unabsorbed portion of Adam’s body went limp as all mental capacity ceased. He hadn’t died, he was simply part of Melanie now. Part of the fat and flesh that made up her ass. His old body remained only as a vestigial growth that was being rapidly consumed.

“Oooh, good boy. Now to just finish you up.”, the girl cooed as she guided his legs inside. Soon, the last of the tips of Adam’s toes vanished as her skin smoothed over, trapping him inside and returning her butt to its pristine plumpness. Nothing remained of the man except for a pile of his clothes on the kitchen floor.

Melanie took a moment to rub her backside, admiring her work. Her curves were slightly fuller now, “Perfect! Now, let’s go get you into those leggings. I have a new guy coming over later and he’s already told me how much he likes a girl with a nice booty. You are a -nice- booty! I can’t wait to show you off! I don’t think -he’ll- be joining you, though; you seem pretty good for now, my beautiful bum. No, mommy thinks she could use a little work up-top instead…”

Gathering up Adam’s clothes, Melanie began getting ready to meet her new breast friend.

Monday, January 23, 2017

Blackmail Booty - Part 2



Adam knelt behind Melanie, groping her plump cheeks, “So, how does this work?”

“Just press your face against my skin. Maybe plant a kiss? I like it when the guys do that.”, Melanie was ever the flirt, but especially so now that she had this man by the balls.

“What’ll it be like?”, he asked further, holding his future self in-hand.

Melanie giggled, “Have you -really- thought this through? It won’t be like -anything-. -You- won’t exist anymore, dear. You’re just going to be my ass. Asses don’t think, they bounce and, I guess…squish, or something? Whatever that is, that’s -all- you’ll experience.”

Adam shook his head, lightly smiling, as he tried to make sense of his impending fate. The implication of accepting nonexistence was making him loopy, “The quote from my final High School year book couldn’t have been further off: ‘Where do you see yourself in ten years, Adam?’ ‘Jiggling around as some bitch’s ass’ was apparently the correct answer.”

Melanie couldn’t help but enjoy his near-delusional witticism. Stifling more giggles, she shot back, “Hey, not just -any- bitch’s ass! The -hottest- bitch’s ass! Now hurry up! I have some really cute leggings that I -can’t wait- to squeeze you into.”

This triggered a series of disturbing thoughts for Adam, though he figured there was no fighting them. Most guys would -kill- to get into Melanie's pants, and soon he'd be doing it on the daily! Pants, panties, skirts, bikinis, lingerie - he'd be getting -into- and -out of- all of them! His thoughts on Melanie had become solely focused on how her ass had looked in clothing during their time together. There was only one word for it: amazing. It always looked amazing. And in a matter of moments -he- was going to be that amazing ass. He figured he was as ready as he'd ever be.