Bad CEO Bad CEO



“Oh I just love that sad puppy dog look these CEO Assholes get after they've been changed. It’s like they’re so sorry for all the trouble they caused fleecing their employees and investors out of millions so they could live like kings while letting their companies go in the toilet.

And everyone is going to be so surprised when they find the money you embezzled so easily. The fact that you recorded all your account numbers and passwords on a document that got sent to the police may even make some people think you had second thoughts. Of course, when I threatened to change you into an ugly old hag with health problems instead of a pretty girl; maybe that helped you with your decision.

Now Mr. Andrews, your new owner, Mistress Elle is very particular that her pets not go in the house. I suggest you should be on your best behavior for her. If she gives a good report of you, we’ll see about reversing your muteness and letting you talk again.

And don’t worry about who’s paying me, we witches don’t like our investments to be mishandled, and our lawyers assured me that my reduced rate would be paid. Though to see you brought down, I might have done this one for free.”

I Don't Date Toads



“Sally Owens sister Jessica is a single mom raising two young kids while working in the family herb shop. She’s also a powerful witch, but she is sort of in the closet about it. She’s trying to date and figures a single mom with kids is handicap enough. All kinds of guys want to date her; I mean the girl’s a 10 in anyone’s book. But for some reason she just hasn't found the right guy yet.

George went on a couple of dates with Jessica before she discovered he was cheating on his wife. When he came for the third date, she pointed a finger at him and said, “I don’t date Toads like you that cheat on their wives. Go find a pond or something.”

As he got in his car to leave, George was hit by a horrible wave of pain. His body crunched and morphed; his dick shriveled up and his hair fell out. His skin grew all patchy and leather like and green and yellow patches formed across his face. His clothes rotted away and fell off him leaving a naked female body, perhaps 4’ tall, and looking for all the world like a diseased old lady toad. Horrified, George opened his mouth to scream, but all that came out was “Creeeep.”

Girls Can't Drive



James was trying to get home and change so he could go out clubbing. He assumed the car ahead of him would go through the yellow light, so when it stopped he ended up rear ending them – a woman and her two young kids. James just lost it and started chewing her out. “Hay, who let you out driving bitch; you obviously don’t know jack about going in traffic. And who’s going to pay for my car?”

Jessica the witch first checked to see that her kids were alright before grabbing her wand and stepping out of the car. “You idiot,” she cried, “We could have all been killed. Just because you’re in a hurry…”

James got a look at the woman he’d struck and reeled his act in. “Pretty lady, I’m sorry about tapping your car. Just trying get ready to go out and party; Give the girls what their looking for.”

“Oh, well in that case, I’ll just fix the damage and we’ll be on our way.” She cast a spell and both cars were good as new. “Now James, why don’t you go and give the girls some of this,” Jessica said, casting one last spell.”

James didn’t remember the drive home, or even the accident. And she has no clue where her clothes went, or how she got home. After all, stupid girls like her don’t know how to drive.

Volunteer Firemen



When Sally Owens sister Jessica decided she wanted to be a volunteer fireman, her big sister was all supportive. The witches’ herb shop was part of the community and wanted to do their part. But when Jessica came back and told her she’d been turned down because the organizers were excluding women, well Sally wasn't going to put up with any sexism on her watch.

Now the volunteer fire department is definitely co-ed; in fact most of the firemen are actually women. Here a number of them are posing with the new engine. That’s Jessica in back with the axe.

Get Better At This



“Oh man, why does it have to end? Just when I was all set to get dressed and go out for seconds, my possession spell ran out. Ginger is the hottest little ride I've found yet. I've just got to get better at this.

Ever since I found I could read grandmother’s old grimores, I knew I’d been lucky and gotten the witch blood gene. I know it’s really rare for boys to have it, much less to start coming in to my powers at 13. But now that I know what I can do, I just can’t wait. The book says that possession spell can last for twelve hours, but all I've managed so far is about four.

Still, four hours as Ginger on a date, with making out at the end is like four hours of heaven. The first time I managed to possess her during sex, I couldn't keep riding her after the orgasm; she literally blew me away. I’ll bet that was a weird way to come out of a blackout.

I've just got to keep studying and practicing; I can do this! Just think man, twelve whole hours, a whole night wearing Ginger; what more could any young Warlock want.”

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.

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.”

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.”

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.”

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.

Wishing To Go Out



“Hi I'm Dave. I’m a bit of a Geek, and I always seem to have strange luck, especially when I've been drinking. I think it’s because of my trace of witch blood on my mother’s side. I’d been bartending for Della’s sorority house tonight, and I'd had a few. So when I asked her to go out with me, she laughed and said I might as well go wish, cause that was never going to happen.

Anyway, got my pay and left and headed for home. I was passing the campus fountain, and I thought – why not? So I threw in a handful of changed and wished I could go out with Della. Suddenly, I felt my body going all smoky like a genie or something. I knew it was my weird luck kicking in; I flowed right back into the sorority house and up Della’s nose.

She started to gag and cough, and suddenly it was me doing the coughing. I’d taken over Della. She was in here, but I was in control. Anyway, here I am in broad daylight, still in the driver seat. And a pretty hot seat it is too. I don’t know how long I’m going to be in here, but I’m definitely going to try out the equipment.”

Initiates


“Man I can't believe they sent us on a panty raid to a sorority house where a couple of the sisters are known witches,” said Dave, looking over at Travis pert boobs poking out from under ‘her’ shirt.

“Hell man,” said Travis, “at least you have a skirt. I’m kneeling here with my butt naked. How long do you think they'll keep us?”

“Man I don't know,” said Dave, “but that big strap on I saw one of the real girls playing with has me shaking in my little shoes.”

“Any chance we get out of this without getting fucked at both ends,” asked Travis?

“Nope,” said Dave, “I just saw them lining up their pledges out in the hall. We are so screwed.”

So Dave and Travis were the initiates for the 13 new sorority sisters. But, at least they learned a few pointers about pleasing a girl in bed. Not a bad thing for an evening’s work.

Mastering the Transformation Spell


“I'd tried several of Grandmother’s old spells before with mixed success. I'd managed to make a possession spell work a few times. But without a tutor, witchcraft is hard, hard for a 13 year old boy just coming into his powers. But if I could make this work, I’d be perfect. I'd laid the candles out just so, pictured my new form in my mind, and repeated the spell over and over, channeling my energies.

Sure there was some pain, as my body morphed and shifted; hips widening, waist slimming, breast sprouting on my chest. But I knew that I was changing, becoming the very image of my 18 year old sister.

When it felt perfect, when I knew I must have succeeded, I reached my hands for my face and felt the smooth creamy skin I expected. I didn't even need to look in a mirror to know I'd done it. I was the spitting image of my hot sister. Now, I could borrow her clothes and her ID and hit the clubs without worrying about my spell wearing off. My transformation spell was perfect, and a young witch was ready to party.

This is so cool."

Life of the Party


Jason had been nagging his new girlfriend Jessica to wear something really racy to the company Halloween party with him; maybe a really skimpy witch costume or something. Jessica’s older sister Sally Owens went ballistic, and told him he was giving witches a bad name. She said that Jessica wouldn’t be able to make his company party, but if he was looking for a girl in a racy costume for Halloween, she could fix him up. 

Jason’s memory of the company party is a little fuzzy. No one seems to remember him there that night; but they tell him his sister looked really hot in her Bride of Frankenstein costume. Funny thing is, Jason doesn't have a sister.

Witch’s Dilemma


"When grandmother called and said we had an emergency coven meeting last night, I nearly flipped out. Steve had scored two tickets to the big concert and I really wanted to go. Fortunately I had a way to be in two places at once, I just needed a willing subject to transform into my doppelganger and go to the concert for me. Then tomorrow, I'd take all the memories and relive them myself.

My lab partner Bill, seemed the perfect choice. He owed me a favor, and offered to do the concert for me. So, I transformed him and sent him off on my date, while I went to take care of coven business.

The next day, Steve calls to thank me for the great sex after the concert. Apparently Bill decided to try out the temporary equipment and went all out as me. I tried calling him, but he has apparently skipped out.

Now I have a problem. I have a duplicate out there wearing my shape, who might get me into all kinds of trouble, and I'm not a good enough witch to hunt him down without help. Grandmother could do it, but she'll probably ground me for weeks. So do I give Bill a few days and hope he comes back, or do I fess up and take my medicine?

Who'd have thought that nerd would have the guts to ditch his old life and run off like that."

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.”

Girls Have it Easy


When Jake here told Sally Owens that women had it easy in life compared to men, I’m afraid he really touched a sore spot with her. Jake, now Janice is discovering that pissing off a powerful witch is not the smartest thing you can do.

Now Janice, must hurry up and get ready for work. Got to dress up for the boss, or he'll probably make her day miserable. And her car has been acting up. She may need to show some cleavage to get a good deal from the mechanic.

And her boyfriend is coming by tonight, and he's certainly going to want to get in her pants, not that that's a bad thing. Now Jake / Janice is starting to have second thoughts about that 'Girls have it easy' idea.

Mob Possession



“My old boss is head of the Detroit mob. Me, I’m retired, Cancer, with a short ticket. Then he comes to me and says Guido, I have a job you might want to take on. Then he tells me we have a Wizard on the payroll that does Black Magic, and he wants me to possess this detective that’s been giving our family all kinds of grief.

The catch is, it’s a full time job, permanent like, and the detective is a skirt. But hay, when you’re looking at going out with the Big ‘C’, being a dame doesn't sound so bad.

So now, I’m Detective Nicky Heat; I got all of her memories and mannerisms thanks to the spell. I wear the biggest gun and the biggest Bra in the Detroit P.D.; and old yah, Nicky is a Dom who swings on both sides of the fence.

I love my Job.”

Doppelganger



“Now Frank,” said Jennifer, putting on his makeup. “It’s just a stupid country club dinner with my parents. Just go and cover for me. Act natural and no one will be the wiser.” She packed up the lipstick and smiled. “I’ll be at Great Aunt Jane’s coven meeting. I should be home by midnight, and I’ll abate the spell then.”

Frank nodded and rose to go. He’d helped cover for Jane for over a year now. Why her parents gave Jane so much trouble over her desire to be a Witch was beyond him. The spell gave him all the help with her mannerisms that he needed.

After dinner when they went home, Frank went up to Jennifer’s room to wait. Midnight came and went, and Frank not knowing what else to do went to bed. In the morning after getting no luck with her phone, Frank showered and dressed and went over to Great Aunt Jane’s. When he got there, the police were investigating a gaping hole in the ground where the house once stood.

It looks like Frank may be stuck being Jennifer’s doppelganger for a little while longer.