Removing the Competition

The last thing Gerald remembered was having a drink at the bar with a beautiful raven haired woman. Now he was bound and groggy, kneeling on the floor. “You won’t get away with this. I have friends in Law enforcement.”

“Gerald, my name is Mistress Dawn, and you have been a very bad boy. In fact, you've been so bad that one of my clients paid me to do this.” Reaching in her pocket, she pulled out a bottle of some vile pink concoction and poured it on Gerald’s head and face.

“Arrragh,” Gerald screamed as the potion burned him. His body felt odd, like his bones had all turned to jelly. He fell to the ground in pain, before passing out. Unconscious, he missed the shrinking of his body from a tall athletic 6’ 2” down to a slender 5’ 4”. His skin grew creamy and pale; his hair changed to ash blonde, and grew some inches on his head. Ripping away his clothes showed his waist had become thin and girlish, and his proud foot long penis was nowhere in sight. And finally, a curvy set of breast had sprouted from his chest.

“Leah, Constance, please get the former Gerald dressed and made up for his photo op. We must show the client that his competitor has been changed for the better. Perhaps he’ll even take her off my hands, if he’ll meet my price.”

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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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Who's the Boss

Donald had gone out for a celebratory drink with his lab assistant, Miss Hastings. He’d perfected the technology, and was ready to cut the demand for gasoline in half for everyone in the old USA; just a simple conversion kit.

Suddenly, he felt his head spinning; he’d been drugged. Donald fell to the floor, his body burning up and changing. He felt his skin crawl as his frame shrank down, and morphed. His dick shriveled, and his chest burst through the buttons of his shirt as his breast grew big and fat. Staring up at the ceiling, the last thing Donald saw was Miss Hastings smiling down at him.

. . .

“Welcome back Donald, or should I say Donna now,” said the dark hared mistress in black, reaching for the ropes around his neck. “You've certainly made your previous employers angry. Just who do you think controls the auto industry any way; environmentalist? Silly boy, there was no way you would be allowed to give people something that cut the need for gasoline in half. Now Donald is gone, all that wonderful engineering knowledge whipped away. But don’t worry; Mistress Heather has a whole new way for you to make a living. Your new owner is outside – some rich oil baron decided he wants’ to show you whose boss.”

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Magnus Elixir Superior

“When Dr. Henry Magnus started coming in to work at odd hours, and quit giving regular progress reports, I knew he must be onto something. So I started sniffing around his experiments and seeing about stealing his research. The man was truly a brilliant biochemist, but his security measures left something to be desired. Soon I was able to reconstruct his formula for “Elixir Superior” a substance which would increase the strength, stamina, and mental capacity of the person who imbibed it.

Mixing the potion, I drank a dose and waited to observe the effects. Suddenly, my body felt on fire with energy, my muscles spasming and my bones cracking as they too went through some metamorphous. Suddenly, my waist shrank, and my hips widened; my penus shrank as my sex changed. Large firm breast sprouted on my chest and my hair grew out. And my mind expanded, filling with powerful thoughts of lust.

I went and looked in the bathroom mirror at my changed face while holding the smoking potion and looked at myself in stunned disbelief. I felt superior alright, but I certainly hadn't expected these side effects.”

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Life as a Diva

“Thanks to my friend Olga’s possession potion, I was able to possess Elaina here, and return to the concert stage. I used to just care about the music, and the passion of the piano. But having Elena’s pretty young body has changed me. I've grown into a diva, requiring expensive clothes and pampering from my managers and those around me.

And, I crave sex all the time, like a drug. This body can’t get enough of it. I don't know if it some remnant of Elena’s personality, or a thing just of this fine body, but I crave it, particularly before a recital. I've started hiding lovers in my dressing room, and being late to rehearsal. Every city brings a new man to drink dry.

So, what do I plan to do? Extend my tour of course. I never realized what I was missing as a man. And Elaina draws a certain kind of passionate young lover, these men who wish to be close to a goddess. They are vital and strong, and give me so much. Who am I to not give them all a chance to bow at my feet? Life as a great diva is crazy, but it is also very good.”

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Ava Experiments with the Formula

Ava had stolen Dr. Jekyll’s Bio-enhancement serum, and was taking regular doses to keep her young and beautiful. She had no intention of ever reverting to the broken down 70 year old version of herself she'd been before. Now, she was experimenting with the formula to see what it could do.

Craig was a desperate man who was willing to try anything. His body was bent by age and chronic arthritis, and his children had consigned him to a retirement home. But they didn't know about his shady past as a bank robber. He'd managed stash away a good nest egg that they knew nothing about, or else they'd have taken it for themselves. When Ava came to the home looking for a subject willing to pay for a chance at life, Craig was her man.

Preparing the dose, Ava warned him of the pain of the procedure, but the Old man just took the ejection and waited for a miracle. And the miracle came. Craig was wracked with pain and his body began to regenerate itself. His bones cracked and shifted under the skin, changing his form; he became shorter, his hips widened, his waist narrowed, and his flesh shifted. He sprouted female breast, and his penus changed into a female slit. His skin became smooth and his hair changed to the color it was in his youth and grew out several inches.

In the end, Crag was restored to youth and vitality, but also changed. Craig was now female, a fit and busty female, with healthy appetites of every kind. 

“Well Craig,” said Ava, making notes in her journals. “Apparently the formula does have some side effects, but you did get what you paid for.”

Craig nodded her head and smiled, for she had to agree.

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Faithful Servant

"Janice, I'm sorry to leave you like this, but possession spells don't last forever. I'm sure you'll come to and wonder how you got here, and what you did during your little blackout. You'll probably go and ask your maid or you loyal butler Jarvis to fill you in on the last three days. Maybe you'll even seek out a doctor and have some test run.

Not to worry your pretty little head. Old Jarvis will make sure that everything turns out all right. You'll get just the help you need. Your fears will be allied, and you'll have a nice sedative to relax you, and lower your defenses for next time.

After serving your family faithfully for 35 years, I think it's only fair to borrow your hot little body and wear the skirts in this family so to speak. I plan to possess you at least a couple of more times while we go and raise the cash for Madame Olga's fee. Soon I'll have enough so that I can buy a permanent possession potion.

Then, I promise all your blackouts and odd feelings will end. That will be better for both of us. Old Jarvis will serve you faithfully and well, right up until the end.”

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Partying Potions Master

"One of the really fun things about going to Hogwarts this year is the new potions master, professor Grison."

"Oh yah, they don't call him 'Party Hearty Grison' for nothing. I swear he makes the best polymorph potion I've ever seen."

"Yes, you have to give him his due. You'd never believe that a 115 year old wizard could look that hot would you. Do you think he's drunk enough we could make a pass at him?"

"I don't know man; he'll probably remember everything in the morning. If he doesn't, he'll just brew up a memory potion and it will all come back to him."

"Hell, I'm going to risk it," said Jerry, putting away his wand. "Surely he's after some action looking like that. And besides, what are a few demerits compared to the opportunity to score like that?"

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