You don’t get to read your favorite genre a lot, cuz you have to be in a very private spot to do it…
Today’s exciting though, cuz nobody’s home!
You open your laptop and start reading the latest story in your feed; ‘Perspective Shift’.
‘Why does going to a party make you feel so awkward? Everyone else looks so comfortable, and with all these pretty girls you really want to be smooth now more than ever!
“What are you doing here?” A random person asks you, the first one you’ve spoken to since you arrived.
“I- ehrm, I don’t know honestly, I don’t really know anyone here so maybe I should go…” You trail off, blushing as the stranger smiles maliciously.
“No. I mean, what are you doing here?
What’s your intention?” The stranger asks with a knowing look, “Tell me why you do this…”
“Uhhh… Wait, what are you talking about?” You ask, an aura of electricity in the air as the cold man stares you down.’
Is this a Stranger story? Those are always pretty interesting…
You continue reading:
‘The stranger approaches closer, hand reaching out to touch your chin. His oddly cold fingers grip your face easily, and you’re frozen in place as he puts his own face close to yours.’
“Listen to me, John.
This story’s cursed, and I’m the ghost who cursed it! Anyone who reads this will get sucked in the more they read, and by now I think you’re already past the point of no return…” A gruff voice says from your laptop speaker as you blink hazily, and suddenly the words on your screen reconfigure to form a speaking mouth.
“This isn’t real!” You exclaim, hoping you’re just in a nightmare as you feel your body drain of all mass.
“Oh, it’s real alright!” You hear the voice, warped as you’re inhaled by the screen of your laptop.
“Fuck me!” You yelp, grimacing as your ass lands hard on a linoleum floor.
“So that’s what you’re here for?” The stranger smiles, ripping your clothes off and making you cry in embarrassment as everyone at the party turns to look at you.
“What the- Who’s house is this??” You ask the stranger in a hushed tone, a bit excited by your growing expectation to be transformed into a girl.
“I know it’s always been your dream to be a girl, so I’m not giving you the satisfaction, Jonathon.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be a curse!” He chuckles, lifting your spirit out of your body without moving a muscle.
You scream into the silent ether, floating weightlessly but controlled by the stranger’s powers. He gently guides you into an unsuspecting pudgy man, a middleweight slob who would be the last person you want to turn into.
That’s only till your mind integrates in his body, and within moments the uncomfortable fat feels like you’ve had it all your life. You’re confused by the strange commotion in the crowd, but now’s the best time to grab some of the good beers!
You rush to the edge of the room, headed for the cooler as you get a look of what’s causing such an uproar.
“Now you can blossom into the girl you’ve always dreamt of!” An odd looking man says, standing over another man sitting on the ground.
Who are those people? Who invited these wackos??
“What did you just do?!” The sitting guy exclaims, “Why… What did he- I lost my inner monologue! I can’t think about anything internally!!” The guy slaps his mouth shut as you try not to laugh, maybe someone should escort these guys out…
You pretend they don’t exist though, opening the cooler and grabbing your favorite beer as the two guys continue their quibbling. The sitting man then stands with a confused look on his face, and stands still as the other man deliberately rubs his body from his thighs all the up to his neck.
Wait, is he shrinking??
“You’ve always wanted this, haven’t you?
You can admit it, John. None of these people are real…” The now taller man chuckles, hands focused on the shrinking man’s chest.
Nobody’s real? What’s he saying?
Your eyes open wide as breasts sprout from the smaller man’s chest, his panting breaths now sounding decidedly feminine as the man holding him caresses his belly. It quickly slims in his hands, making the small man’s body look decidedly feminine.
That’s not where the magic man stops though, pulling at the transforming person’s hips and making them flare out wide. He makes his feminizing friend squeal lustfully as he reaches behind her with both hands, and you watch his arms move from as her ass inflates to the point you can see it from the front!
The transforming guy’s eyes open wide as he’s squeezed aggressively from behind, and his hips bend forward slowly as the clear bulge in his pants disappears. Then the tall man grabs the new girl’s head, and gives it a firm shake.
“Stop, I never wanted this! What did you just do to me??” The new woman cries out, holding her head in her hands and looking around in fear.
“Nobody ever really wants most things that happen to them, they just accept it. Think about what you can do as a woman, the doors that you’ve always wanted opened!” The stranger laughs, speeding his arms wide as the woman he created frowns.
“But I want my thoughts back! I don’t even know who I am anymore!” The girl says in a sweetening voice, coming from a squeaky place in her throat that makes it impossible for her to sound argumentative as her clothes disappear.
“That’s not for you to decide.
Now go enjoy the women's room. Send me a video from inside, I wanna show our friend what he’s missing…” The odd magic man trails off, giving his friend’s nude bubble butt a smack as you furrow your brow.
What’s happening??
You feel compelled to watch as the curvy woman struts off to the restroom, ass bouncing like two flour filled beach balls as your jaw hangs.
“Hey friend!” The magic man suddenly calls to you, “You able to tell me what’s going on here? All pretty confusing, ain’t it?”
“Uhh… Yes sir?” You respond confused, heart starting to beat fast as the stranger approaches you.
“Yes you can tell me, or yes you’re confused?” He smiles, looking you in the eye before a bright light flashes.
“What the hell??” You exclaim, your entire original identity rushing into your mind as you start to feel like a foreigner in your odd body.
“Not really an answer to my question, but I’ll accept your sentiment…” The stranger chuckles, “Now let me show you what you’re missing out on!”
He excitedly shows you his phone, on a video call with-
“That’s- me?” You shout at first, ending with confusion as you try to look away from the screen, “It’s… my body? My transformed body? Where’d she get that outfit??
Fuck! What is happening? Please stop this, dude!”
“Begging won’t help you, Jonathon. Look at the screen, jealousy is an emotion like any other. Let it seep into your bones, soak in the heat. Don’t let it turn to rage, or at least try not to…” The stranger laughs, patting your cheek patronizingly as you watch your former transformed body giggle and get groped in the lady’s room.
“This is torture…” You mutter under your breath, your weird body’s pathetic little manhood getting hard as plush boobs hang out of the sexy girl’s tight romper.
“Torture? You don’t want to sleep with her?” The stranger asks expectantly, laughing as you look up at him with one last hope, “I’m obviously joking, fool! You’ll wake up momentarily feeling like this was all just a dream, but you’ll know it wasn’t.
It’s all documented on the webpage you’re on!
How would that be possible??
How is any of this possible?
You’ll never know what your body felt with a bound bubble butt, ultra sensitive nipples, and the camel toed pussy that craves to be filled, but you’ll know it did feel those things. And it fucking loved them!”