Wishing for Good Grades

Jerry was a bit of a nerd. But, he was also a nice guy, and a great chemistry tutor, so a couple of the sororities gave his name out for sisters who needed science help. Mora desperately needed that help. Though she usually could get her male teachers to give her a break on her grades, her professor was gay and immune to her charms. So, she bent her efforts on Jerry instead.

Jerry had tried every trick her knew to help her pass her exams: mnemonics, cramming, flash cards; nothing seemed to work. He called a break for the night and began walking home. Passing the old fountain by the science building, he reached in his pocket for a coin, tossed it in and said, “I wish I could take this test for you Mora.”

Suddenly, an eerie light glowed around him and he felt his body growing insubstantial. He flowed away on the wind back towards the house where he’d left Mora packing up. Drifting through the wall, he came to her room and flowed up her nose. Mora coughed and sputtered, and he felt disoriented. Then he was the one coughing. When he stopped, he rose to his knees and shifted his long black hair where he could see, and got slowly to her feet. He was wearing heels. Those weren't his feet. Somehow, he was in Mora's body. He could sense her in here with him, but dormant.

Well, he thought, whatever else happens, at least Mora should ace her chemistry exam.

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Disaster on Flight 469

When some Bio-terrorist inadvertently released a canister of Super Feminizing Virus on board flight 469 to Honolulu Hawaii, it was thought that everyone on board who could land the plane would be incapacitated at the critical time. Fortunately, the female flight attendants were able to make radio contact, and the CDC was able to provide a treatment regimen which speeded up the progress of the virus for the Pilot and Co-pilot.

So, six hours after their initial infection, both pilots were able to make the scheduled landing at Honolulu without further mishap. However, there were some side effects to the treatment regimen. Both 63 year old Pilot Arnie Dawson and 57 year old Co-pilot James Williams (pictured) have reported extreme levels of hornyness, beyond what the virus supposedly causes.

Fortunately, even though they are in quarantine, they at least have each other.

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The Tale of the Tape

Old man Motley had collected cursed and novelty magic items for nearly 70 years, until that night in 1957 when he vanished without a trace, leaving his estate in a legal mess. Only now, with his various relatives dying off, are many of those items coming on the market. When George found the old reel-to-reel tape recorder in the sale, he knew he just had to have it. It looked to be in mint condition, so when he got it home, he decided to try it out.

He plugged it in, and pressed the play button to see what was on the tape. He heard a voice saying: “Looking down, you see you’re a tall redhead with fishnet stockings, a dark green corset supporting your ample breast, glasses, and a pageboy haircut. And, you have this overwhelming urge to go out and get laid.”

George reached for the stop button, and saw his slim manicured hand. He did a double take! Everything that the tape had said was true. He was a tall busty redhead, wanting to get laid. Feeling really strange, George, went and borrowed some clothes, and went out looking for action.

When he got home, he decided to see if he could record his own message, and change himself back into a guy. He plugged in the microphone, rewound the tape, and tried a message describing himself. But, when he tried to play it back, all he heard was: “Looking down, you see you’re a tall redhead …”.

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Containment Failure

“How long ago was Dr. Armstrong exposed to the feminizing agent,” asked Dr. Clarkson, checking the bio readings again?

“About six hours sir; Has he stopped changing yet?”

“No Captain, he’s still morphing in there. The affects have slowed down in the last hour, but breast growth has continued, and he continues to show signs of delirium. It’s like she’s in some kind of chemically induced heat, clawing at the walls of the containment cell trying to get at us.”

“Anything more we can do Doctor?”

“We’ll continue to draw blood for testing every 30 minutes or so, and wait it out. Hopefully she’ll stabilize.”

“Wait sir, what’s that sweet smell in the air, I don’t recognize it.”

“Oh god, there must be a leak in the containment system. She must be producing pheromones on a massive scale. We've got to get out of here before someone is overcome and let’s her out. No Jefferies get away from that door man. You mustn’t...”

The containment door popped open; Armstrong stepped into the room, and the concentrated musk of six hours of lust hit everyone like a poleax. At last, she was free, and the men were hers for the taking.

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Public Fare

“Well at least I’m not driving that cab anymore. I was all set to take the life of my fare, a rich male real estate mogul, when he pulls over and has a girl get in the cab to give him a blow job, right there in traffic. So the girl finishes, and we pull up to his stop. I look at him and say have a nice day to trip the spell.

Then for some reason he dives back in the cab. I guess he left something on the seat. So to make a long story short, I end up in the girl’s body instead.

Jenifer here is a nice enough girl, she has a number of regular clients and all, but she had this strange fetish of doing sex in public. She gets turned on by people seeing her doing guys in cabs and parks; she even got caught once in the public library between the stacks.

I guess it’s a good thing one of her regulars is a lawyer and she has friends on the police force, though the idea of sex in the back of a cop car with the sirens blaring isn't my idea of a good time.”

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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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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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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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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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How Did She Get Here?

Jason wasn't sure how it’d happened. He knew he and Kevin had been working on a prototype female battle android, but waking up in a much more advanced model with the last four years of his life a total blank was scary. Of course, waking up with an indestructible titanium alloy body with the strength of 20 men, that never got tired, never felt pain, and was really hot made scary kind of wimpy.

His synthetic dermas layer had been damaged in blast, and would take a few minutes to self repair. But Jason could wait. The only real question was how to find out what happened to the old Jason and his buddy Kevin. Had his body been killed? Where should she start looking for answers?

And by the way, what was sex like for his android body? Somehow he just knew Kevin would have been sure to include some powerful pleasure circuits in the design.

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I Ain't Afraid of No Ghost

“Peter look out,” yelled Egon, “Gozer is about to ...”

“What …,” cried Venkman, as the ectoplasm splattered him and he began to morph. He shrank in height, his hips widened and grew rounder, his waist slimmed, and his hair grew out. He cringed in pain as his dick shrank away, and changed to its female counterpart. His face grew softer and his five o’clock shadow disappeared. And finally, his pants became shorts, revealing some very pretty legs.

“My God,” said Ray, shouldering his proton pack, he turned Venkman into a girl; and a pretty hot one at that. Quick, let’s cross the streams and see if we can seal this portal. ”

So saying the Ghostbusters managed to send Gozer back to his own universe. That left three tired men and one tired slimed woman to deal with the public. They never were able to reverse the effects on Venkman, but she seems happy with her new life.

So if some bad ass ghost is trying to hassle you, tell him to go hit on Patricia Venkman, cause she ain't afraid of no ghost.

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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.”

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Old Man Motley's Mirror

Old Man Motley’s collection of Black Magic items was almost legendary when he disappeared in 1957, but people die off and forget, and even the most convoluted of estates eventually get sold off. When Gerald ran across the large antique mirror at Smithson’s antiques, he just knew he had to have it. It reminded him of one he’d seen in his Grandmother’s house back in the 1930’s. Somehow it related to his childhood.

Gerald brought the mirror in and put it on the floor in his sitting room, and then turning the lights down low, sat in a chair opposite it and stared. Something was there, not in his room but in the mirror. Getting on his knees, he crawled across the room and put his hand into the glass – and passed through.

Geraldine put her hands up to steady herself and stepped away from the large mirror leaning against the gold wallpaper. She couldn't remember how she’d gotten here? Had her lover asked her to get him a drink? Getting a whiskey and soda and straightening her necklace, she walked over towards the door. Charles would be in bed waiting for her, and she didn't want to disappoint him.

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The Curse Takes Him

Moonrise; Carl could feel the curse taking him, changing him. Good thing he’d made it back to his room. Hurriedly, he ripped off his clothes and felt the surge of pain and adrenalin kick in. Bones cracked, hips widened, flesh shifted as the spell worked its magic. Carl felt his hair growing on his head, his features becoming more refined. Suddenly, breast sprouted on his chest; his manhood shrank away, and his new sex organ replaced it. His flesh grew creamy and smooth, and Carl the boy was gone, replaced by Carla the Where-Woman.

Carla caressed her left breast, while reaching down to the cleft between her legs and just basked in the moonlight from her window. Now began the rising heat of her hunger. She needed a man, a strong and powerful man to satisfy the craving that consumed her right after the change.

Eschewing clothes, Carla climbed through the window and made her way towards the beach. She was hunting men, and planned to feast several times before morning.

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Imagine That

Old Man Motley was a notorious collector of Black Magic and other magical items back in the day before his strange disappearance back in 1957. Now, over 50 years later, some of his pieces have started showing up in antique stores and other venues. So when Jacob saw the beautiful antique oval mirror, he just had to buy it. Getting it home and unwrapping it, he paused to study his own reflection in the beautiful silvered glass.

The grey hair and wrinkles saddened him. He could remember when his red brown hair was full and his face smooth of blemishes. He looked at the glass and imagined himself hansom and refined as he once was. Wait, what was that in the mirror? Was his face changing? Were those wrinkles going away? James took off his shirt and studied his chest, remembering how he’d looked before age took the tone from his skin and muscles. Watching himself change in the mirror, he began to ask, just how much could he change himself? What were the limits?
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Jacob took one last look at his perky breast and shaved bush before turning around and grabbing the frame post with his right hand. Long flowing locks framed a perfect female face and tumbled onto her shoulders. Her flat stomach and wide hips blessed a body that artist would fight to capture on film or canvas. Jacob, now Jacquelyn, cracked a pretty smile, and reflected on just where her imagination had taken her.

“You've come a long way Baby,” Jacquelyn said. “Now let’s find something I can wear, and see where else my imagination can take me.”

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NFFL Star Brenda 'Barely There' Bethard

The National Female Football League, which formed after the Great Shift put so many ex-football players into hot female bodies, had a number of eccentric players whose habits became news stories, but perhaps none were more so that Brenda “Barely There” Bethard.

Brenda had been just plain Bob Bethard, retired center of the NFL’s Cleveland Browns back in the 60’s. Bob had one quirk from the old days that had sort of made him a household legend in the new league. Bob had been a practicing nudist, and Brenda still carried on his trait from his playing days of playing without any kind of underwear. Brenda wore nothing to play in under her shorts and Jersey, and the Jersey she wore while centering for the San Diego Chargers in the new league were cut short, letting her big firm breast peak out the bottom.

Brenda was a fan favorite, in part because she pulled up her jersey and flashed the stadium whenever the Chargers scored. The league started fining her for it, but fortunately some rich Charger fan established a fund to pay for all of her “flashing tickets”. After all, who wants to stop some harmless little tradition like that. You show em Brenda.

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She Hulk Interview

When Scientist Bruce Banner tried to rescue Karen Largent, a model and escort visiting the military base where he worked when the Gamma Bomb exploded, they were merged into her luscious body. Now, whenever Dr. Banner becomes horny or excited, she morphs into the She-Hulk; 6 feet 4 inches of green female super-babe. As the She-hulk, Banner has insatiable sexual appetites and can toss school busses around like Frisbees.

When interviewed about the problems of adapting to her new life situation, the She-hulk listed her number one problem as being finding sexual partners who could live through her orgasms without having to be hospitalized. She mentioned Thor, Wolverine, the Thing, and Superman as being the only partners so far who fit the bill.

“It’s really hard for men to understand that just because I'm so much stronger than they are, doesn't mean I don't have a feminine side. I love to be wooed, wined and dined, and treated like a lady. Otherwise, someone is going to get hurt, and it won't be me.”

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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.

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Journal Entry

John had been scrounging around in the back of his late Grandfather’s shop when he'd run across a small box of blank Journal books and a fancy pen made to resemble an old style writing quill. John had always kept a journal himself to keep track of his writing ideas and plans, as well as a place to vent about his rich snob schoolmates. He was also into TG Captions, and secretly envious of a couple of girls in his class who seemed to have it all – money, beauty, and brains.

That night, when he cracked open the blank Journal for its first entry, he decided to do something really out there. ‘Tasha that stuck up bitch at school snubbed me again today,’ he wrote. ‘How I wish that we could trade places, and she could see how much it hurts to be a poor envious geek, while I basked in her perfect little life.’

Suddenly, John felt faint; his eyesight dimmed, and he felt his ears pop a couple of times. John felt his head drop, and he lost consciousness. When he woke up, he didn't recognize where he was. The room was plush, in pleasant tans and browns. There was a candelabra burning on the nearby table, and he was drooped sideways in the chair with his boobs pushed up against the chair arm.

John did a double-take, those weren't his hands. These hands were small and feminine, with colored manicured nails. His hair was a long brunette mass, flowing down his back and over his big round breast. The only thing he recognized was the Journal and pen that he’d been writing with.

 And someone had written a line below his own entry in the book. It said ‘Wish Granted.’

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Alive Again

“After years of searching, I found it. The tomb of princess Ananka, worshiped as a Goddess by an Egyptian cult hundreds of years ago. She was supposed to have been immortal, able to rise from the dead whenever her priest required her.

Her statue is so beautiful, it almost looks like it could come to life if we but knew the words to call her back. I simply must touch her, if only to experience what her followers must have felt.

What’s happening? My hand passed through her and seems to be stuck inside her. I can’t pull free; wait, she’s sucking me into her. It’s like quicksand, pulling me in. Help me, oh God help me.”

Once the professor had been consumed, Ananka began to change. Her skin lost its grey dusty nature and took on the look of flesh. Moving her arms and brushing away the dust of centuries, she considered the knowledge of the soul that had revived her. Strange, how despite all of their science and years of wisdom, men were the same as they had been in her own time; lustful weak things to be dominated.

Animated once more, princess Ananka walks the earth. Bow down and worship her.

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