Saturday, June 25, 2016

The Good, The Bad, and The Beautiful



James had always been a man of extremes – he could be a saint one minute and a devil the next. His life was a whirlwind of love, rage, and regret, and it had been tearing him apart. Stumbling into the gypsy woman’s shop on that fateful day, he knew he’d hit the lowest point in his life. Surely magic wasn’t real…was it? Pitifully, it was the last ounce of hope he could cling to.

The gypsy was comforting and seemingly well versed with his tribulation. She proposed that there was literal conflict within his soul. She explained further that every person has both good and evil within them, but James’ dual subconsciouses were unnaturally pronounced and viciously at war. Completely unable to reconcile their coexistence, each had decided that destroying James was more appealing than being stuck together.

Unflappable, the odd woman proposed a simple, elegant, and -completely mad- solution: physically separate the two sides! At this, James had heard enough craziness, an unnatural calmness washed over him as he turned to leave. Somewhere, deep inside, it felt as though her proposal had convinced both sides of his personality to lay down their arms. Perhaps this loony lady was on to something; perhaps she could be the one to bring peace to his soul. With nothing to lose, James accepted her help. Uncapping a green bottle she’d procured, he eagerly gulped it down, ready for this nightmare to be over. 

The next part was always the gypsy’s favorite – the birth of a soul into the real world. Often, what’s inside is nothing like she or her customers expected. James would prove no different. She watched, fascinated, as his body began to split evenly down the middle, clothes tearing and piling on the ground around him. Extra arms and legs rapidly grew within the cleft, each half soon pulling apart into two fully-formed bodies. Complete, but much slimmer and more petite, with curves strangely accentuating more by the second. The gypsy’s suspicions were further confirmed as soft protrusions blossomed from each chest, jiggling pairs of feminine breasts usurping manly pecs. She soon realized that she’d been so caught up in watching the Jameses fill out above that below both were now strictly female, their cocks sucked up into delicate little pussies. The last traces of James disappeared as the new women’s faces shifted into mirror images of a beautiful young girl, with plump lips and cheeks, long brunette hair, and a gentle demeanor.

With their naked, supple bodies on full display, the two beauties who had once been trapped within James bounced giddily as they celebrated their separation. After all, this meant they had no reason to fight any longer; each could live their life the way they wanted to. Both claimed that they were actually James, but each also took on a new persona. They knew the world wouldn’t accept their story of being a single person split into two. Ironically though, the split actually brought them closer together. The two still regularly hang out on the beach where they pick up guys looking to fuck a couple of hot twins. Jaime, the “good” twin, likes it slow and sensual. Amy though? She loves riding guys until she breaks them.

Friday, June 24, 2016

Accidental Girlfriend


Shit, shit, shit! Rick could tell from the look in her eyes that it was too late, she was completely consumed. The poor girl was now totally enraptured by his cock, her hungry eyes locking onto it with need. He knew that letting Westley stay with him wasn’t a good idea, but how could he have turned away his friend? He should have been more careful though; at the very least locked the door to his room if he was gonna have his dick out…But Westley saw it, and now he was gone forever.

Most guys would probably love having a cock that could turn any man who looked at it into a supremely fuckable chick, but Rick hated his magic dick. He’d lost count of how many friends and family he’d fucked out of existence over the years. Once transformed, a proper pounding of the new girl’s pussy was unavoidable. Early on, he had tried resisting, but the women wouldn’t stop pursuing him until he’d emptied a load deep inside them. Their first orgasm was enough break the trance, but the rest of the mental and physical changes were permanent.

Rick knew he simply had to accept the truth. Westley, his best friend since High School, was no more. He didn’t know the name of the beautiful girl who had replaced him yet, but he did know what she wanted and he was ready to give it to her. A certain part of him had to admit that she was gorgeous, more-so than any other girl he’d ever created. He wondered…had he really lost one of the most important relationships in his life, or had he simply transformed it?

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Risking the Curse - Part 1




Jacob stared, awestruck, as Hannah finally slipped her panties down revealing her womanly slit.

“Here…here ‘he’ is.”, she said with heavy apprehension, softly laying one hand over the empty skin of her groin. Jacob couldn’t help but stare. He’d heard the story many times in his attempts help her become comfortable with the idea of sex again, but it was still unbelievable.

“So…That’s your ex-boyfriend? That’s Brian?”, he asked, stepping in for both a better look and to be closer to her naked body.

Hannah’s gaze shot away. Her face was awash with second thoughts about this idea, but she was trying her best, “It is. I feel -so- bad about what I did to him. I didn’t think my parents were serious about the curse, but now…now he’s gone forever…”, her eyes slowly transitioned away from the window and back to Jacob, “You do realize that you could end up the same way if we go through with this, right? I could end up absorbing you just like I did Brian. You could disappear forever too. I don’t want to lose you…”

With Hannah’s stunning beauty and emotion laid bare, Jacob wasn’t afraid any longer. He knew just what to say in that moment. 

“Hannah, Brian isn’t gone.”, edging right up to the girl, he continued, “He’s still with you, and he’ll always be a part of you. A -beautiful- part of you. He’s your gorgeous pussy now.” Jacob emphasized his point by placing his hand directly over Hannah’s and gently guiding it down over her delicate lower lips. He leaned in, pulling her tight against him, and whispered into her ear, “Even if I -can’t- break the curse, there’s nothing more I’d want than to become part of a woman as beautiful as you. Brian is -so lucky- to be your pussy.” The words were easier for Jacob to say than to truly accept, but he knew that if things were going to work out between them that he had to try. Hannah needed and deserved his love, even if it meant risking his own life to give it to her.