A promise made... #1

Your heart pounds in your chest, as your mind races with all the possibilities. The promise you once made to Will, so lightly spoken without thinking of the consuequences, now threatens to alter the fabric of your friendship. 

Will's expression shifts, his grin now carrying a touch of intensity that makes you feel uneasy.
"Change our friendship?" Will muses, his voice barely concealing a playful undertone. "I think our friendship just got a whole lot more interesting."

You were sixteen when your dad had "the conversation" with you, revealing that the male members of your family have had a genetic mutation in their dna for centuries. The shifter-gene allows you to transform your own body at will and with that, adapt to the essence of that person, however you never really got that final part. It sounded abstract when your father explained it, and it still does years later... But one thing you got from that conversation, was a fear of using those powers. Your dad was really adament in warning you about them, more than advertising their usage. It made an impression at that age.

As anyone would have, you confided in your best friend at the time, Will. After telling him, something changed in him. He seemed way too interested in your powers, at a time when you were mostly scared to use them. To remedy that, you made a promise. You made him vow not to ask about or mention it again until you both were old enough to leave the house. In return, you promised that, as soon as that moment would arrive, you would transform into anyone he wanted and do whatever he said for one whole day. Back then, you believed that the worst thing he would make you do, was something silly like... Transforming into Jack Black, dressing up as a movie character and making a scène at the cinema... You know, fun friend stuff...

However now, 6 years later, you had all but forgotten about the promise, the two of you had just finished moving in all your belongings in your new shared apartment. You had just gone to the fridge to get out two beers to celebrate your new life as co-housing buddies, when Will looked at you intensely with a wide, perverse grin and said:
"Well now, Anton... A promise made, is a promise kept..." 

After discussing back on forth for a few minutes, it was clear that Will would not let it go. Still hoping for the best and... still kind of naïve you say:
"Fine... A promise is a promise... Who do you want me to turn into and... What exactly do you want me to do?" 

After hearing those words, Will's grin becomes almost predatory, showing a very different side to him. A wicked smile spreads across Will's face, his eyes twinkling with a mischief bordering on cruelty. He stands up, looming over you with his tall, athletic body. "I'll need to think carefully on this," Will says, rubbing his chin thoughtfully as he looks you over with an appraising eye. The way he does it sends shivers down your spine.  

Finally, he stops at your face and locks eyes with you again. "How about," he begins, his voice taking on a sinister edge, "your mom? I've always thought Ella was a total milf..." The room grows still as Will's words hang in the air, the sheer audacity of his suggestion sending a wave of shock through you. You blink, unsure how to react to such a perverted suggestion. Meanwhile Will's grin only widens, clearly relishing the discomfort he's causing.

You say "What the hell Will... My mother? Why would you ask something that fucked up... I would never want to be in her skin, let alone... " 

Will leans back into the couch, a cruel expression crossing his face. Not allowing you to finish your comment, he says: "Tough, Anton. You promised!" The room feels colder now, the playful atmosphere of the moving day, replaced by a tense silence. You feel a knot tightening in your stomach, a mix of regret and anger.

"Fine... Let's get this over with." You take a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. You can feel Will's eyes on you, his gaze unwavering and expectant. You close your eyes, focusing on the image of your mother. Her short blond hair, her beautiful blue eyes, her... mature body... With a final, determined push of mental effort, your transformation begins. The room seems to blur and warp around you as your body begins to shift and reshape. Your short curly brown hair morphs into your mother's styled blond hair. Your strong, angular features soften into the gentle contours of your her face. Your clothes melt away, getting replaced by a soft low-cut sweater and your mom's favorite comfortable sweatpants.

When your transformation is complete, you open your eyes and glance down at your new body. The weight of her large breasts, catches you by surprise and pulls you off-balance. However, Will is quick to catch you and as he holds you tight, he starts breathing in your neck. Not letting go.

"You look... incredible," Will finally manages to say, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyes are filled with awe and desire.
Your voice now sounds exactly like your mother's, however... more fragile, scared even. 
"So... What do you want me to do?"

Will's hand moves up to your shoulder, where he grips you firmly. His thumb traces a slow circle, causing a shiver to run down your spine. "First things first," he says with a twisted smile. "Kneel."

The floor is cold and hard beneath your newly transformed knees, sending a chill up your legs as you lower yourself to the ground. However, what shocks you more is the wetness you notice in between your thighs, as Will's dominant commands seem to send shivers up your mother's spine... Confused and distraught by the sudden and involuntary arousal you're feeling in this new body, your breathing quickens. Will's smile widens as he watches you kneel down submissively, his eyes glinting with a predatory satisfaction. "Good girl.", he says, still looming over you.

As he steps even closer, his scent, a mix of cologne and raw masculinityn fills your senses. 
"I knew you'd come around," he says, his voice a low rumble that sends another wave of goosebumps across your skin. His fingers tighten around your shoulders, pulling you even closer against him and forcefully pushing your face against his hardened cock which is clearly visible under the fabric of his jeans. You gasp and with an eagerness that shocks the remainder of your rational mind, you try to clasp your thick lips around the form of his cock. Wanting it, hungrily. 

As your lips part, you feel a surge of wetness spread across your mouth as you lean in to take the contour of Will's cock between your lips, desperate to please. You don't know what's coming over you, but it's stronger than yourself. Meanwhile you get hotter and hotter, panting as you feel the sweat running down your back. Not even completely consciously, you pull up your mom's warm sweater just to get some air. Will smiles as he follows your example and undoes his pants: "You're even more of a slut than I expected. How you managed to read my mind..."

There's still a small part of you that wants to pull away, that wants to resist. But the urges and signals your new body is sending, are too intense... You don't know if this is actually what your mom feels all the time, if this is a side effect of your transformation powers, or a bit of both... All you know for sure is that your new body needs touching and that your mouth is watering for Will's thick cock. 

The last doubts leave your mind as his fully revealed and erect cock hangs in front of your face. Without delay your lips engulf his thick shaft and you start blowing him as if it is your utmost desire. As you feel his throbbing member in you wet mouth, you sense how drenched your panties and sweatpants are with your arousal. Your entire body shivers as you keep taking him deeper inside you, as far as you can.

Will's body is trembling with sudden bliss as your eager blowjob almost sends him over the edge prematurely, but he quickly regains control by grabbing you by the hair.
"Calm down, baby. This is not over yet and it won't be for a long time. I want to spare myself for inside you."

You look up at him, begging him with your eyes to stop talking and fuck you until you pass out. Everything to release all your pent up arousal, but he just smiles his predatory smile, realizing that he's got all the control. 
"You are mine, Anton. My personal transformation slut... And before I give you the fucking your horny, MILF-pussy needs, I think you should look a little more my age..."

TO BE CONTINUED

The Unethical Fairy Godmother #3

Based on a request by Hopelessly Curious, thanks for the inspiration!
I hope you enjoy!

 "Simone! Get off your phone please... You've been staring at it for the past hour...", her father asked in an irritated manner.
Simone sighed. "I didn't ask to spend all my time today on a three hour drive to uncle Marcus, my least favorite uncle, for one of my least favorite family party of the year..."
Her father answered in a strict voice. "Your uncle has been doing his best to get his life together! Hosting this party is his chance to prove he's managed that."
"I really don't care dad... For me, he'll always be a sleazy, pervy, pathetic man who cares more about spending his money and fucking whores than his family. By the way, I was going to celebrate Easter with Kevin. I hate that I'm missing out on that." 

"Who's Kevin?", her father asked, trying to ignore Simone's remarks on his brother.
"My boyfriend.", she said.
Her dad frowned. "I thought Alex was your boyfriend?"
"Oh my god dad... That's three weeks ago...", Simone said dramatically. She put on her headphones and played her music loudly, while texting with Kevin.

Harry sighed... "I wish her mother was here...", he thought to himself. "Sara would know how to handle her, how to get through to her..."
He knew that Marcus was no good... His brother had gotten a job as some salesman years ago and made tons of money, in every way he could. Marcus never cared for his relations and spent all his days being an arsehole essentially... But for him, he was still his brother, and he loved him. He just wished his daughter could see him in a different light, give her uncle a chance to do better...

Meanwhile Simone was listening to her music and still texting her boyfriend, Kevin. Kevin was handsome, smart... He could be the one! She got a bit flustered. She really liked him. 

"Kevin: I hope you'll have a good time! 
Simone: Unlikely...
Kevin: I'll by thinking of you anyway. Love you! <3
Simone: Love you too babe! <3"

Simone smiled widely, but her smile vanished as soon as she saw her father's sad look in the mirror. She shouldn't have lashed out at him... It was just... She really hated visiting her uncle. She never understood why her father kept giving her uncle chance upon chance to prove himself, failing every time in the process... But that didn't mean she didn't want her father to have a good time tonight and maybe feel some happiness again... After her mother passed 4 years earlier, he had never been the same again. Before that, he used to be happy all the time, running around with a big smile and joking around at every chance he got. 

Her thoughts were interrupted by an incoming videocall that sounded through her headphones. The caller ID said: "Arabelle FG". Confused she accepted the call. On her screen she saw a little creature, with sparkling green eyes and golden blonde long hair. She seemed to be fluttering in the air with her glowing blue wings and she was wearing a scantly green costume that was barely covering her large-breasts and was showing off her long legs. 

"Hi Simone" The small creature on her screen said. "I am Arabelle, your fairy godmother. I have been chosen to grant your wishes."

"What are you?" She couldn't believe it, this thing was her... fairy godmother? It couldn't be..."

Arabelle sighed, it was the same explanation time and time again... 

"A child left by its mother gets assigned a fairy godmother. Sometimes, there's just a bit of delay, because of all the paperwork and the limited amount of fairy godmothers. But nevermind that, here I am!"

"All you have to do is call my name and I will come. Then just name your wish. It can be a wish for yourself or someone else, but only YOU can make the wish."

Simone couldn't believe it. This had to be some kind of joke by Kevin, to make her smile. She laughed.

"So what will your wish be?", her fairy godmother happily asked.

Simone smiled, "Good one Kevin! I don't know how you pulled this one off baby."

The fairy godmother looked at her with a confused look... 

"If you really want to make me happy, Kevin, I wish you would just be here, getting to know my dad. I'm sure you would find a way to make him smile too. And while you're at it, I just wish I would enjoy this party at my uncle's... That would really make my dad happy again."

Arabelle inwardly sighed... She probably shouldn't have shown up via videocall, her fairy godchild was clearly not convinced of her existance, thinking it was some prank by her boyfriend... 
But no problem, she formulated wished anyway! Simone had expressed her wishes, now her job was to grant them. Two wishes at once, this called for some effort. She froze time.

Simone looked in shock as everything around her, herself included, froze in time and the fairy godmother flew right out of her phone into the car. She wanted to scream, but couldn't move anything except her eyes while watching the fairy's magic happen. 

Arabelle started by shooting a bolt of magic to the seat next to Simone's father. In a bright flash Kevin, her boyfriend, appeared in the car. Simone's heart jumped, Kevin was here now, the boy she loved. That was her wish right? Now everything would be allright? ... Right? ...

Simone's hopes vanished as soon as they came as she noticed Arabelle's magic surrounding Kevin once again. She gasped in horror, her boyfriend started transforming in front of her eyes. The first thing she noticed was his denim shirt bursting open, filling up with big, round breasts. His hair grew longer and changed colour from dark brown to a colored, reddish brown. His pants transformed into a very short, white skirt and his masculine legs lenghtened and lost all their hair until they too became the legs of a very attractive young MILF. Lastly his face changed into an entirely feminine face, with added make-up and everything!

Simone looked at Kevin in shock. Where a few seconds ago her boyfriend had magically appeared, there now sat an attractive woman in the seat next to her father. Dressed and dolled up as if she was a natural born woman. 

Simone panicked even harder when she noticed Arabelle snapping her fingers. Another big flash of light surged through the car as time started again, for everything and everyone except Simone. She still couldn't move one bit.

She heard her father's voice:
"Kailey, I'm so happy you'll finally meet my brother."
Kailey, Simone's former boyfriend Kevin, answered enthousiastically:
"I'm looking forward to it too babe, I'm just a bit nervous. I know how much you look up to him."

Simone didn't understand... What was happening... First her boyfriend had transformed into her father's new girlfriend, she still couldn't move and her father and Kev... Kailey were acting as if she wasn't there and for some reason her father looked up to her uncle in this reality? Her thoughts were interrupted as she noticed the car stopping, they had arrived at her uncle's.

While her father was getting out of the car he tried to reassure Kailey.
"Listen baby, you don't have to be nervous to meet Marcus. He's amazing and I'm sure both he and his wife will like you. I'm just curious to what they have to announce, on the phone he said..."
Harry stopped talking when he saw that while he was talking, Kailey had unbuttoned her sexy shirt. 
"What do you think about relieving some stress before we go in?", she whispered seductively.

Simone wanted to cry but couldn't, her tear ducts must have been frozen too... How could this have happened. She was still in the back of the car, frozen, now watching as her former boyfriend pulled her father back in the car and started fucking him like a horny slut on the driver's seat.

Arabelle flew into her vision again, but before she could even throw the fairy an angry look, the fairy shot another bolt of magic, this time in her direction. Simone blacked out.

Simone woke up in a garden chair in a big, beautiful garden wich she immidiately recognised as her uncle's. She got even more confused, why would she even be teleported here? 

Using the fact that she wasn't frozen anymore, she ran inside the house as fast as she could. She was furious, if she could get her hands on that fairy... She just had to find a way to fix this. 

While running furiously running inside she didn't notice her own body changing. 
With every step she took her skin aged, her legs became longer and all of her forms started filling out more until she ended up with a sexy, round ass and two big, perky breasts. Her cute, summer dress transformed into a more mature, sexy dress. As she got inside she had aged considerably and looked like an older, 40 year old something, version of herself.

In the hallway she saw her uncle Marcus, instead of pushing him away to get to the front door, as she wanted to do, she hugged him. It was as if her body was moving on its own. 

He started carressing her and moved in for a kiss. Repulsed as Simone was, she couldn't stop him, she just looked him in the eyes. 

Time started to slow down as if someone had put it in slow motion. The more Simone looked into Marcus' eyes, the more she felt her grasp of reality fading away. Her previous memories started to fade and new memories took their place. She remembered how much she loved Marcus, how she had married him years ago, how her brother-in-law Harry was visiting today with his new girlfriend Kailey.
Not even remembering what she was angry about seconds ago she started kissing Marcus passionately. It felt amazing. A heat started radiating from her new, mature pussy and she got even hornier when she felt his bulge press against her tigh. When Marcus started kissing her neck she couldn't hold it anymore and she started moaning loudly. She had never felt this horny before. 

When her husband Marcus, previously her uncle, a man she used to hate, started to undress her top and caress her big, perky breasts she lost her last sense of restraint and all the memories of her being Simone, a teen girl on her way with her father to a family dinner at her sleazy uncle's house, were gone.

She positioned herself on the sofa, a sofa she remembered buying together with her husband, and pulled down her underwear. Seductively looking at her handsome, virile husband. It didn't take long for him to come over, whip out his cock, which she loved so much, and start fucking her as if she were a bitch in heat. 

"Come on baby, fuck me, fill me up!" She screamed through the house in waves of pure sexual bliss.
They both groaned and moaned as Marcus dug his fingers deep in the fat of her plump ass and shot his load in her soaking pussy. 

"Oh yes baby, what's gotten into you. I thought you were excited to announce our news to Harry, but I didn't expect this." Marcus muttered in between his breath. 

"What do you mean babe? What news?" Simone said confused, still in a post orgasmic daze.

"That we're pregnant of course, what else would be our news?"

Simone frowned, she felt confused. How could she forget... Of course she knew she was pregnant. She remembered taking the pregnancy test, celebrating the results by going out for dinner in their favorite restaurant... She laughed it away, not knowing what else could be the reason.

"It must be the hormones, I'm sorry baby. I'm just really excited and nervous at the same time.", she said while planting a kiss on his lips.

"When do you think they will arrive?", she asked her husband.

Marcus smiled mischievously. "They arrived ten minutes ago, but knowing Harry they are first relieving some stress from their drive here." 

They both laughed. "A real player that one.", Simone said. 
"I think I have some of that too.", he whispered seductively.
The heat started again, the desire vibrated trough her body. "Is that so.", she uttered in a husky voice.
Marcus smiled and started touching her which caused Simone to uncontrollably moan with pleasure.
"I think we have some more time. And I'll be damned if I waste that time while you, the future mother of my child, are clearly not satisfied yet." 

Through the feelings of pleasure and pure happiness she managed to utter:
"I love you, Marcus. I love you so much."

"I love you too babe."

Part 1

Part 2

The Job Offers (Interactive)

A fun little project! Enjoy :D TG-Fantasybender

You have been struggling for quite some time now... You live alone, without a job, without a partner... A lonely life.
The only person you're in contact with is your mom. But every time she calls, she can only talk about one thing... A JOB.
"When are you going to get a job?" "Have you looked into some job offers?" "When are you going to earn some money of your own instead of wasting your savings?"
It's enough! You're tired of it! So yesterday you accepted her help...
She gave you something special... An old Celtic amulet.
She said that while wearing this amulet, you would turn into the ideal person for the job.
Whatever she meant by that... Probably something metaphorical... You decide to bring it with you on your next job interview anyways.
That interview is where you're going now. You had to take the bus, all the way there, because you couldn't pay for a car of your own.

Finally you arrive at ...

Where? Where do you arrive? Choose one of the options:

A high school

An office

A mansion

A film studio

Forgot Mother's Day...

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The scroll #6

This was an idea I had a few days ago... I hope you enjoy!
-TG-Fantasybender

Danny, a young boy, was playing in the park. A couple of yards away his big sister Tina and two of her friends, Karen and Suzy, were chatting and playing with their hula hoops. His sister was blonde, just like he was. Her two friends both had beautiful auburn hair. They had been ignoring him since they had arrived at the park. He just wished they were more grown up and that they would start including him in things instead of ignoring him...

Beside a tree he found something that looked like an old medieval scroll. He picked up the old piece of paper and tried to read it.  He couldn't read anything. The letters seemed to fade away everytime he tried to read it. Except for one sentence:
Basiantis matres amate ego quoque.
He felt a strange tingeling in his body after speaking the strange words.
A beam of light shot out from the scroll and hit his sister, Tina, in the back.
Danny, suprised by the blast, dropped the scroll. Tina was obviously disoriented. She stumbled forward, and was caught by her friends. Then something weird started happening to her. She began to change. Her clothes started changing to very athletic clothes. Her breasts blossomed. Her cup size went from B, to C, to a 36DD and her bottom rounded out nicely. Her breasts got so big they couldn't fit in her new athletic top anymore, they popped right out.
She was panting and sweating, not knowing what was happening to her. While waiting for the strange transformation to end, she searched for some support from a nearby tree.

Amazed and impressed at the changes in their 19 year old friend, the sister and the other girl looked at the beautiful, well-endowed body Tina was now sporting. 

"Wow Tina, you look great!" Karen told her, not noticing that She and Suzy were now glowing
and transforming as well.
"Yes, and soon so will we!" squealed Suzy, as she noticed the strange glow and the tingling.
"Woah, I feel a little wobbly," Suzy stammered a she and Karen surged forward in time, rapidly passing into their late-twenties.
"Just think, the three of us can hit the town, check out business guys, and we'll have them in the palm of our hands,"Karen added. A moment later, the three of them were all the same age. But alas, the moment came and went as Karen and Suzy raced on into their thirties.

"Hey, what's going on with you two...you still seem to be changing," Tina gasped as she watched fine lines etch their way onto the faces of the other two, and Karen added a few pounds, her body becoming more voluptuous, while Suzies hair started to adopt the colour of a dyed red.

"You know Tina dear, maybe a college guy would be okay--I don't know why I'm saying that though--suddenly they are attractive again."

"Probably because we just hit forty," teased Karen, "though we carry it off well, I suppose."
"What are you girls talking about?! You're not forty? Your the same age as I am!", Tina screamed.
"Tina, dear... Ofcourse we are the same age as you are, we are all forty. This is your birthday party, remember?, Suzy answered. Suzy and Karen looked at Tina strangely.

Tina started panicking. Why were her friends acting so strange? And why.... She felt the tingling again. The transformation went on. Her breasts became a little saggier, her body started aching a bit and a few wrinkles appeared on her face. Tina had now reached the same age as Karen and Suzy just had. They were 3 MILF's.

"Thanks a lot for reminding me," Tina said sarcastically, "I'm only forty, it's not the end of the world!"

Danny had seen everything from a distance, he was just looking in awe. He couldn't grasp the reality of what had just happened... His sister and her 2 friends had transformed into stunning MILF's right in front of his eyes. During all of the commotion he didn't notice that his body was also changing. His penis started shrinking all the way until it formed the clit for his brand new pussy. His flat chest started swelling 'till he had perky, beautiful breasts. His hair grew and grew. He was changing into a girl, into a woman.
The transformation ended when Danny appeared to be in his mid-thirties.
"What the hell...", Danny whispered in his new high-pitched voice. 

He was wearing close to nothing, but that didn't stop him from checking himself out. On the contrary. As he started touching himself new memories of his new life started entering his mind.
Her name was Danielle, but everyone called her Dani. She was 36 years old and had an older sister named Tina. It was Tina's 40th birthday today. They were going to party. She was looking forward to this. Because at those kind of parties there were always plenty of...

Tina called her, "Dani, dear, there you are! I should've known... Never worry about Dani, she's probably just masturbating again... Couldn't you wait 'till tonight?! Come on you, get dressed... We can't miss the party!" 

"At your command big sis. At your command.", Dani said as she followed her sister and friends.
The scroll? It's still somewhere under that tree. Forgotten, just as these 4 people's previous lives.

"Look don't touch!"

Today was the day. The day that James was going to get a new daddy. He sat in a chair in the bride’s room. He was happily kicking his feet while his mother was being fussed over. James looked at his mother and then at the table beside him. Sitting on a pale pink pillow were the two rings he was suppose to carry down the aisle. 
The groom’s ring was a simple silver ring with set of Celtic carvings. While the bride’s ring was silver with a pink opal and small diamonds. It was slender and elegant. 
"Look but don't touch!", his mother had said.
James mischievously grinned as he swiped his mother’s ring. He slipped it into his pocket and quickly exited the room. 

He trotted to the men’s room as his little legs could carry him. Once inside the room, he looked in the stalls to make sure he was alone in the room. James nodded to himself after confirming. He once again trotted about until he stood in front of the sinks. It was hard, but he had managed to climb up to sit on the counter. He turned away from the mirror and sat with his legs hanging off the ledge. James stuck his hand in his pocket to retrieve the ring; his tongue worming its way between his lips. His blue eyes widened and his lips spread as he finally found the little treasure. 

James grinned as his slipped the ring onto his ring finger. It was rather large so he clenched 
his fingers close together to hold it in place. He held his hand up to get a better look at the ring. James 
blinked a few times as he watched his tiny hand grow. His fingers became fatter; making it almost impossible to remove the ring. His arms grew in length and width as he watched the ceiling become closer. His clothes became tighter as his whole body grew. His felt a burning between his legs as he felt his penis grow. He heard his tiny suit split down the spine as his size became too much for the child suit. He groaned; it was the only suit he had. 

James didn’t have time to worry about the suit because he felt his face rearrange itself. He crossed his eyes in time to watch his nose shrink. He could feel his lips begin to puff out. James watched as his tiny suit started to change. He watched the jacket melt from black to white. His pants began to lengthen as well as change color. The seams inside the now floor length pants started to sew themselves together before splitting. James continued to watch in horror as the once torn suit became a simple white dress. The long sleeves now thin straps resting on his shoulder. 
The high collar now inches below his clavicle. The skirt started to bunch itself together into a small bow next to his right knee. 

James was about to tear the ring from his finger, finally figuring out that the ring was the culprit, when he felt his cock harden. He moaned; having for the first time feeling needy. He bunched the skirt up to his hips before cautiously wrapping his hand around his thickened shaft. James moaned as he found another new feeling. 
His thinning hands worked as fast as they could on the shrinking member. Soon the saluting member had slid completely into her new body. Jamie’s new thin fingers pushed past her newly soaking lips and started to thrust. 

As Jamie finally reached her climax, her waist had become slender; allowing the dress to hug her newly forming curves. Her hips widened as a bustle made the skirt wider than it had been. There was something pressing against her chest, right beneath her nipples. Jamie turned towards the mirror as her breasts pressed against her dress top. 
They continued to press outwards until they were perky C-cups. 
The dress’s top cinched between her breasts as lace worked over the edge. Jamie’s shoes made her grow an inch or two as her socks crawled up her legs. 
Jamie looked down at her arms to watch a pair of gloves slide up her arms only to stop just above her elbows.

Jamie looked into the mirror as her scalp began to burn. Her once sandy blonde hair turned dark brown as it grew. It grew to the top of her breasts; causing the length to crawl up to her shoulders. Her lids became covered in a thin layer of pale pink while a faint blush clouded her cheeks. Her eyelashes became dark and longer as her plump lips coated themselves in a peach gloss. Jamie blinked again as ropes of necklaces wrapped around her pale neck. 

She blinked at the reflection in the mirror. 
“Mom?” she whispered, gingerly touching the mirror. 
When she found out that the reflection in the mirror was herself, Jamie quickly withdrew her hand. 
She didn’t have time to freak out because there was a loud knock on the door. She spun around and pressed her perky ass into the counter.
“Jamie? You in there? You can’t be having nerves already.” The voice whined. Jamie remained quiet; 
hoping they would go away. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. She mumbled quietly as the large brown door pushed open. A smiling face poked itself in and looked around as if Jamie wasn’t standing in plain sight. 
Her overly painted green eyes widened when she finally spotted the terrified girl.
“There you are. It’s almost time to walk down the aisle.” She grinned. 

She walked into the restroom and took Jamie by the gloved hand. The woman guided Jamie back to the room where she had left her mother not even two hours ago. She shoved the poor girl into the chair that her mother was previous was sitting in and was busying about looking for the veil. 

Jamie whipped her head back and forth; looking for her mother. When the woman came back, she righted Jamie’s head and placing the veil on her dark curls. Once the long, silk veil was draped and pinned to her head, Jamie felt a major migraine start just behind her eyes. The few memories of playing with trucks and in sandboxes changed to years of high school and a few years of college. The many faces of children in parks and on playgrounds turned into dates and slumber parties. Every single memory that had once occupied the young boy’s head was now gone and replaced with memories, hopes, and dreams of a grown woman. 

Jamie blinked a few more times before looking at herself in the mirror. She tilted her head slightly as she pouted. Her brown eyes searched the makeup covered table in front of her until she found a tube of lip gloss. 
She untwisted the wand out before applying a different shade of lip gloss to her lips. This color was more reddish-pink than peach. Jamie screwed the wand back into the tube before giving herself a nod. 
“Alright. Let’s go.” She grinned before standing up. Jamie grabbed a bouquet of Oriental Stargazer Lilies and Baby’s Breath flowers before leaving the room. 
She hurried over to the closed doors behind a herd of crazed bride’s maids and groom’s men. The flower girl was leaning against the wall; having already lost all interest in the job she was assigned. 

Jamie grinned as everyone rearranged themselves and the doors swung open. Today was the day, her new life began. In more ways than she ever knew.

Magic Pen: On the loose

This is a follow up of: Magic Pen: next level bully .
My next series "Little Morgan" (which is the follow up of "Grandma's attic" and will be about the teenage life of Morgan, a powerful witch, and her training by her uncle, Merlin)  will come very very soon. In the meantime you'll get some shorter caps, under which are some of the requests probably and at least 1 interactive.
I hope you guys don't mind, but I've got a great idea for the entire Morgane Lefay concept that will allow me to link the origin of the Magic Pen, the scrolls and a future artefact to each other. 
I just like to make such links so everything ends up as one big story, I hope you guys don't mind :)
Enjoy!

Louis was on a holiday with his family again. Every year they would drive all the way to the beach only so they could bore the crap out of each other when they arrived. He was sitting on the beach when all of that changed. Louis liked to write when he was bored. Short stories, poems... all crap really, but he had to do something to pass the time. This was one of those days at the beach. He looked around searching for inspiring situations to write about.
Children running around with their balls, hot girls in bikinis... Then a peculiar situation grabbed his attention. He saw a big breasted MILF and a mean looking boy his age, her son he presumed, shouting at each other. The boy took out a small notebook and wrote something down.
In a matter of seconds the expression of the beautiful, full breasted MILF changed from fierce to submissive, even slutty. She sat down on her knees, took out the boys penis and started sucking it, a shocked crowd started to form around them.
Then the boy turned her around, ripped of her skimpy bikini and started fucking her in the ass.
Some strong guys quickly came out of the shocked crowd and started beating up the boy. A little later some lifeguards brought in the police and all was done.
A few hours later Louis noticed a pen in the sand, right in front of his feet. It had to be  the boys pen, from earlier. He picked it up and a sudden urge to write came over him.
A few meters away he noticed 3 stunningly beautiful girls his age playing by the water.

All three of them where hot in their own right. The first girl was a hot looking, curly redhead with a sexy black bikini. 

The second one was a dark haired beauty with perfect round breasts and a skimpy red bikini. 

The third girl had dark blonde hair and the most perfect hourglass figure combined with large breasts and the perfect ass. 

Louis started writing what was on his mind. "I wish I would change in such a way that those girls will crave having sex with me later today." 

As soon as the pen was lifted from the paper of his little notebook, Louis blacked out. 

He opened his eyes to a bright sun dissapearing in the sea. How long was he gone? He looked around and didn't see his parents, in fact, he didn't see anyone except for 2 of the 3 hot girls from earlier today. He looked down in shock. He had transformed into a woman! Into the third girl, the allround beauty with the dark blonde hair. 

He couldn't believe it, how was this possible... The pen! The pen must have been magical! That explains the weird situation with the boy and the MILF earlier. He had to find it.

"Hey Tamara! Where are you going? You're not done yet! It's just cruel to leave me here like this, craving for your skilled tongue." Louis, or Tamara now, turned around. There he saw the sexy redhead fully naked, presenting her wet and juicy slit to him. 

She looked at him with a dominant look. "Come on, what are you waiting for! I'm hot from all those boys looking at us today as if they could get into our pants." He came closer and as if he had done it many times before, he started giving his "friend" the best oral sex she had ever had. He was enjoying it, tasting the juices of this hot lesbian, this was a dream come true. When he thought it couldn't get any better, he heard a second voice. The brunette. "You girls are starting without me? Come on, that's just unfair." 

She pulled of her beautiful red bikini top and started fingering him while he was licking the redhead's pussy. Sudden urges of pleasure came over Louis, he had never felt anything like that before. It became hard to focus on the redhead, but her dominant hands made sure he would keep on satisfying her. He tried to remember something, something important. Something he had to find.

He screamed in pleasure as he reached his first ever female orgasm.
What the hell could be more important than enjoying his new life as a lesbian having a lesbian threesome? 

The pen remained in the sand, waiting for its next master/victim.