NFFL Star Heather 'The Amazon' Grimes

The National Female Football League which formed after the Great Shift had a number of Ex Pro Football players make second careers for themselves, but none were bigger off the field than Heather ‘The Amazon’ Grimes, formerly Hank Grimes, a 68 year old Ex Tight End of the Baltimore Colts. Hank lucked out and was shifted into the body of a six foot two inch female volleyball player and sometime runway model.

Heather leads the league in catches and poster sales, a combination which has a number of potential sponsors, and her agent thrilled. The big girl just takes it in stride; at her age she figures she’d seen it all, though having guys hit on her is something new. She likes a little role playing in her sex life, so if you’re into chicks with swords and leather armor, Heather might be right for you.

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Costume Gun 'Sniper Edition'

“Arnold Snoggs here, a 58 year old fat bald science teacher who sells magic Items on the side. I've got to tell you about this. One of my suppliers got his hands on the new Costume Gun Mark IV; the sniper version. It lets you target a girl, line of site up to 3000 feet, and zap her at a distance. There’s no deflation and putting on of the skin, the gun transfers your target directly onto your body, clothes and all. Just a few seconds of disorientation, and your done, ready to wine, dine and party.

You can put her back on the street just as easily in reverse mode. No muss, no fuss, and no danger of being caught. I tried it on a girl across the street getting ready to go out, and you can see the result.

I don’t know though, I kind of like the morphing of your body, watching those perky boobs pop out. Besides, it’s kind of like shooting fish in a barrel. Where’s the sport in that. Not that I can afford one of these babies, but you’ve got to admit, for getting a chance to wear some high risk ultra hot target babe, it’s kind of fun.”

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Magician's Trunk

Old Man Motley had been a famous collector of Cursed or otherwise magical items of every description. When he vanished back in the 1960’s, his estate was a mess. Relatives tied up his possessions in probate for almost 50 years. Now many of those items have found their way onto the market.

Jeff was intrigued by the old magicians’ trunk. It had supposedly been part of the apparatus used in a quick exchange trick where the magician and his assistant traded places. He bought it, and brought it home to show his girlfriend Stacy.

On a dare, Stacy tied his hands behind his back and put Jeff in the trunk, locking the lid. Then, she stood on top of the trunk and counted down from ten. Laughing, she opened the trunk to let Jeff out.

Surprise; Jeff looks just like Stacy. Now we know how the first half of the trick worked. I think Stacy and her twin are going to need help.

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Sweet Revenge

“Poor Janice here has no idea how she ended up at the side of the road, smelling of alcohol with a cop opening her door at gunpoint. I’m afraid I ‘left her’ holding the bag as it were. She’s in for a long night, though at least she won’t test drunk on the breathalyzer.

Of course, it serves her right, after having her boyfriend beat up on me and Frank; it’s only fair that we get a little revenge. And thanks to the possession candles Frank was able to score, we’re going to see that Janice has all kinds of things go wrong.

Next weekend, we’ll possess both Janice and her boyfriend, and have them drive to Las Vegas. Let two high school juniors explain that to their folks. Revenge can be oh so sweet.”

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It Will All Come Back to You

“You’re a hard man to get a hold of Mr. Barkley. My clients had no idea you had an escape plan lined up. Or that you had people who would actually make a major effort to find a certain Confidential Informant when he suddenly disappeared. I had to use the medallion on you and change you into someone else.

Surprisingly, it’s much easier to make a woman no one is looking for disappear than a male federal witness. In just a few minutes after the mental components kick in, I can remove the restraints and we can send you on your way. I have a nice brothel all lined up for you to work in.

I've been promised that you’ll remember everything in the back of your mind. That there’ll be some little piece of you screaming inside – I was James Barkley, an important man. But you won’t remember any of this consciously for years.

Then, one day when you least expect it, it will all come back to you, perhaps in the middle of servicing some john. God I hope so. Good buy for now James. Sweet dreams.”

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Beginnings of Bikini Beach

A powerful coven of New England witches decided to help the economy in their community by enchanting a beach area such that men who came there could experience life as a woman during their stay there. The spell was in two parts; the local waters would affect the change, but would require the presence of the beach sand to activate the spell. Of course, with any spell of this magnitude there were loopholes, in this case persons affected by the waters without the beach sand.

David Comings was driving through the costal roads of Cape Cod one night, when a powerful storm blew up and rain poured down on him. Then to make matters worse, a tire blew out, forcing him to stop. Desperate to get going again, David went for his spare and started to change his tire, getting drenched in the process.

Suddenly, David felt his body morphing in pain. He dropped the tire iron from wet shrinking hands. His shirt melted away and his clothes reformed as a red backless dress. His body shrank and his manhood disappeared. His hair lengthened and his skin grew hairless and smooth.

It turns out that David was one of those individuals who the spell water would affect without the presence of the beach. David was stuck as a woman, and Bikini Beach had their first lawsuit on their hands.

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Dominatrix Android

Stacy, the cybernetic humanoid which holds the mental patterns of Doctor Stephen Jennings, has developed dominatrix tendencies which are very troubling to her research team. Doctor Jennings had always been a bit of a tyrant in the lab, but Stacy would literally crack the whip. Plus she was at least 10 times as strong as an athletic man. Of the researchers, only Gerald, the bio-chemist seemed to work well with her, groveling and playing the submissive as if born to the role.

So when Stacy called a general meeting of the staff, there was quite a bit of tension when they filed in the room. But, she seemed on her best behavior, telling everyone that she was determined to improve team relations and get everyone pulling together again. That’s when Gerald released the bio-agent he’d been working on thru the air vents.

Various team members fell to the floor in pain as their bodies began to transform. Male members became weak feminized sissies, with muscles shrinking and their dicks shrinking down to nubs. The two female members became younger, their bodies firming, losing flabby stomachs and gaining breast mass. But all of them went to their knees and bowed down to Stacy.

“Well done Gerald,” said Stacy, stepping to the center of the room. “All of you are mine now. No more playing around, only obedience.”

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Reality Show Ghost

A reality show had rented the old Motley mansion for a ‘Stay the Week in a Haunted House’ show. The guests were checking out the house while being followed by camera crews in turn showing where they planned to hole up that night. Darrel, a science nerd who professed not to believe in ghost or paranormal activity, was checking out some rooms on the third floor when he ran into a woman carrying a candelabrum.

“Who are you,” he asked? ‘I thought I knew everyone on the show.”

“Oh, you wouldn't know me,” she said approaching him. “I’m just here to educate you. You see Darrel, ghost are real. Here let me show you.” Putting down her candles, Lady Chatterley’s ghost flowed over him like a cold dense fog. Seeping into the pores of his skin, the ghost froze the morrow in his bones, and began to transform Darrel into her own lovely image. His hair lengthened and turned auburn, his dick melted away, his hips widened, and his waist thinned. His clothes transformed into a pale lavender dress, and his shoes into well formed high heels.

Smiling at herself in the dusty mirror, Lady Chatterley picked up the candles and made her way towards the stairs. “Darrel, you’re in for a treat. I’m going to go find that hansom host of your TV show, and give him some proof of what a ghost can really do. And you get to learn all about sex as a woman. Because I’m going to let you watch. Come on now, it’s ShowTime.”

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Why Dont You Try It

Sally Owens and her sister Jessica, the witches who ran the Herb Shop were in the bar having an after dinner drink when a disturbance broke out. The chunky well endowed barmaid had been delivering drinks to a table of drunken guys when she’d slipped and dropped her tray, splashing beer on George, and his cronies.

“Hay porker, what gives,” George whined. “Those melons of yours make you top heavy? Can’t keep from falling over?” The table laughed and the girl ran for the kitchen. “What I want to know is how come this place can’t hire any hot barmaids? Hell those old gals in the booth over there look better than the talent in this dump.”

Sally got up and walked over to George’s table. “You think it’s easy to be a barmaid in a place like this full of drunken assholes? Well then, why don’t you try it?”

George felt his body turn to jelly and fell to the floor. Amazingly, his friends didn’t notice anything wrong. George felt himself shrinking down to a chunky 5’ 4”. His hair lengthened and two massive tits grew on his chest. His clothes changed into a white string top and shorts. And when she climbed to her feet, a small apron like the other barmaid wore popped into place.

“Hay Georgia, get your ass over here,” said one of the boys left at the table. “I want to stare at your big old melons while I order.”

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Nature Activist

“I was Clide Barrow, a retired water quality specialist for the forestry service. I still had this deep attachment to nature and her streams and water courses. In fact I spent many weekends trekking through the California woodlands, draw to the beauty and essence of Mother Nature.

I guess the ancient dyads sensed that I was a kindred spirit. One Saturday, I was drawn deep into the very heart of the woods, to a perfect unspoiled spring. Voices in my head bade me drink, and I did.

A cold pure essence filled me, and began to change me. I watched my wrinkled hands shrink and grow small and smooth. My body grew cold, and then warm as it morphed, my waist shrinking, and my height dwindling. My grey hair darkened, and grew out several inches. My face became smooth and feminine. My clothing fell away, revealing my petite young form which the dyads had given me.

For a number of days, I joined them in their revelry, but eventually I knew I had to return, and pick up the task of protecting these woods from modern man’s world. So now I’m Carla Barrow, tree hugger and nature activist. And I’ll do anything and anyone to protect these lands.”

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I'll Never Sell My Costume Gun

“You've got to admit, this little plastic gun is a game changer. A perfectly practical magic item, which lets fat old perverts like me, Arnold Snoggs, become hot cute girls like Melissa here, all with one little squeeze of the trigger, and about three or four minutes of morphing once you put on their skin.

The Costume Gun is easy to use, doesn’t show up on metal detectors, and can be easily hidden on your person. Unless like Melissa here, you aren't wearing anything at all; an oversight I plan to remedy as soon as I finish taking pictures of myself.

I've got to admit, I’m completely addicted to this thing. I just love the way those girl skins morph my fat old body into someone that looks and feels like this. And sex as a young girl is simply unbelievable. Once you've had multiple orgasms for the first time, you are hooked my friend.

I've got to tell you, I sell all kinds of black market magic items, but I’ll never sell my Costume Gun, to me it’s priceless.”

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Donna Wakes Up

Donna sat there stunned, trying to remember how the hell she’d gotten into the steam room; the men’s steam room. The last thing she remembered was planning to head for the hotel bar and meet Stacy for drinks. Judging by how sore she was, she’d been having some rough sex with someone, but she couldn't remember anything. Had she been roofied?

Suddenly, she felt some kind of mental touch. Her mind was going numb, and some kind of presence was controlling her, forcing her down into darkness. “Who are you,” she thought. “Why are you doing this?”

James just grinned and shifted his hands over to feel her breast. “Donna you’re my ride for this evening,” he said gleefully. “I had to stop and put in an appearance at the dinner table, but now the parents are vegging out on TV, and I’m free to come back and take you for seconds. Bet you’re still sore from the way that crazy football player pounded us. Hay, at least he used a condom.”

Donna watched horrified as her body got up and stretched under the control of some male juvenile delinquent. He grabbed her crotch, straightened her suit, and headed for the door. “Come on babe, let’s go straddle some man meat.”

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Bikini Beach Accident

“Hay Jason, this is really cool. They must have had some kind of leakage from Bikini Beach. I heard that last time guys were stuck as chicks for weeks while they tried to counter the spell. Of course, I know you have your wedding date all set next month, but hay maybe Darla won’t mind doing it with a chick on her honeymoon.

Or maybe the witches can change her into a Guy while you’re stuck this way. You can both see how the other half lives for that first couple of months. You may even decide you like it. I heard a couple of guys they couldn't change back last time are supposed to have come out publicly and said they’re happy the change was permanent. Of course, the witches may have just spelled them to think that way.

But hay, we won’t know for sure until we call it in and get checked out. Go grab the phone, and find out how bad the outage was. Maybe they’ll get to us tonight.”

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Horseplay Not Allowed

“Carl, I told you no horseplay in the pool. I told you my Aunt Sally the witch had put a curse on it to punish anyone who threw someone in, or went after a girl’s suit. But no, you had to push Mindy in the pool, and then you had to untie her top so she flashed everybody.

Now I guess it’s your turn. I’ll see if I can scrounge a girl’s suit for you, or at least a towel. I think if you stay out of mischief maybe Aunt Sally will change you back when everyone’s gone. Otherwise, she’ll change your parents’ memories and leave you as a girl for a while.

You don’t want that. If she’s punishing you, I’m sure your period will start tomorrow. So get your act together and apologize, or you’re in for a long and painful week.”

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Potion Reaction

Some people just have bad reactions to potions. Tom had been looking forward to using the Transformation potion to go out as Vicki, the cute girl who worked in his office. He had the hair and nail clippings needed to make the potion give him her shape. He’d done everything right according to the directions. When he quaffed it, he knew there would be some discomfort as his body shrank down and morphed to look like Vicki, but he wasn't prepared for this.

He wasn't shrinking, he was growing and expanding. His arms became smooth, and his hair lengthened, and breast grew on his chest, but he was shooting up in height. At ten feet, she had to duck her head and bend over. At twenty feet, she had to bend her knees to not bump the ceiling. Finally, she stopped growing, and her new clothes formed around her.

Oh she looked like Vicki alright; a 20’ foot Amazon Vicki. She couldn't go out like this, hell she couldn't fit through the office doors. Her only hope was to hide out and wait eight hours for the potion to wear off. Of course, with a reaction like this, who’s to say how long the effects might last. Tom might be stuck as a giant girl for weeks.

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Daves New Look

“OK Harry, what did you do to Dave this time?”

“Well, you know how he likes to use his sister’s bath oil, and take a bubble bath instead of a shower.”

“Yah, so?”

“Well, he’s taking a bath now, and I put some fast acting feminizing agent I got at ‘Spells R Us’ in the bath oil. He should be sprouting breast and loosing the old Johnson right about now. So in a couple of minutes, we burst in and take pictures.”

“Harry, you really are a bastard you know that.”

“Oh yes, I know, but I do have fun.”

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Covering All Your Bases

“Gerry, I know that’s you. No way Mrs. Swanson comes to the door but naked and sticks her tong out at me.”

“Yah it’s me man. Your friendly neighborhood Warlock doing a little spell practice. You know how you’ve always had the hots for old Mrs. Swanson, well I thought you might like to feel up the merchandise and see what you’re missing.”

“OK man, you know I want to make out with her, what’s the catch.”

“You do my algebra homework all year, and I’ll see about regular visits with your neighbor. Do we have a deal?”

“You are one twisted dude, but hell yes, deal.”

Gerry just smiled and jiggled her assets. Now if he could just line up a couple of guys for English and History, he’d have all his classes covered; and have his possession spell perfected in no time. Man it’s great to be a young teenage Warlock.

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Borrowing Big Sister' s Bod

“Hay sis, you know Dan and I are having a great time filling in for you and Sandy on spring break. Borrowing your big sister’s body for the best party of the year is great. I haven’t tried sex as you yet, but who knows the day is young and your body does react to some of these hunks around here. I’m sure with a little liquid courage, Dan and I will get up the nerve to try it out. Hay, it’s not like it’s our bodies.

Just hold the fort at summer camp, and keep the folks in the dark and we’ll let you have your bodies back when we get home. Of course if you say something about us stealing then, we’ll just have to deny the whole thing and say you’re crazy. We can always keep them longer you know.

Now don’t pout about it, you don’t have the looks to pull that off right now. Pouts on geeky nerd boys just don’t have the same effect as on a pretty girl. The week will be over before you know it, and everything will be back to normal, except of course you’ll know we can do this to you. So behave and we’ll be home soon. Toddles.”

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