A different kind of energy part 2

“What does it do, exactly?” Tony asked, still not putting it together. 

“Come on, buddy. You can’t fool me. You’re the kind of guy who reads the stories online, who thinks about when your girlfriend is out of town, come on. AP.”

“Age Progression,” Tony said, slightly blushing. “Alright, well, how much for more?” 

“Two hundred buck a pop,” the man said, his face breaking into a big grin.

“That’s outrageous,” Tony said. “They were free yesterday!” 

“Would you have paid that much for something that you didn’t know would work? Something that you hadn’t had a chance to see in action with your own eyes? Come on, this is my business model. Are you in or not?” The man asked impatiently.

“All right, all right,” Tony conceded. “I’ll take two more.” 

The man opened up his trench coat and produced two more vials filled with purple, fizzy liquid. “Have a good time,” he said as soon as the money was in his hand.

“Ugh, today was the worst,” June said as she entered the apartment. “I was so tired, and felt so out of shape. I hope you got some more of that AP Elixir stuff. I really need some right now.” 

“Uh, well, actually…” Tony said, feeling a little guilty. Maybe, he thought to himself, he ought to explain what exactly AP Elixir did before she had more of it. She had the right to know what exactly she was getting into.

“Oh here it is,” she said excitedly. “Bottoms up!”

“Wait!” Tony shouted. But it was too late: June had already finished guzzling it down.

“Well, that was great! Really hit the spot,” June said. “What’s wrong, Tony? Why do you look so shocked? You bought them for me, didn’t you?”

“Uh, yeah, I did…” Tony said after a few moments of hesitation.

“Well, come on then, I feel great now. My body feels all tingly,” June said with a smile. Tony now knew that the tingling was likely being caused by her cells preparing to age rapidly. “Stop staring at me like that, Tony, you’re scaring me.” She leaned into her boyfriend, pressing her fleshier, softer body up against his. Tony felt exhilarated by the feeling. As he started to imagine was happening to her, and what was going to happen, he could feel himself become rock hard.

“Let’s make love all night,” June whispered in his ear as Tony smiled.

It was Saturday the next morning, and both June and Tony had overslept. Tony awoke first, his head partially buried in June’s blonde, messy main of hair. He was surprised for a moment to notice a few strands of grey amongst the yellow, and knew that June was bound to notice herself. 

For a moment, he entertained a frantic idea of breaking or covering up every mirror in the house, but knew that she’d find out eventually. He only hoped that she wouldn’t be too angry at him over what he’d done. He figured it would be best for him to just come clean.

“June – I’ve got something to say, and you’re probably not going to like it,” Tony began. 

“What is it, lover boy?” June said as she roused herself and gave Tony a little kiss on his forehead. She kept her lips planted for a moment, then swirled her tongue seductively. 

“I found out what the AP stands for in AP Elixir. It’s age progression,” Tony said nervously.

“Age progression?” June asked. “What a minute…is that what happened to me yesterday?” 

“Yesterday…and…today. You had more of that drink last night, you remember?” Tony said.

“More? I guess I better be brave and take a look at the damage,” she said, pulling herself out of bed and giving Tony an eyeful of her new body. Her breasts were certainly larger, but looked a bit softer and sagged a little towards her tummy, which was now quite poofy. It also sported some generous love handles, and would have created quite the muffin top if packed into tight jeans. As June raised her arms up to play with her new gray hairs, Tony could see her upper arms slightly jiggle with that distinctive “old lady arms” effect.

“Well, I’ve got to say,” June began, “knowing what’s going on does take a lot of the stress off it.” She turned around to face him, and Tony noticed a few more lines etched into her face. She looked like a woman who was clearly in her mid 30s. “So this is what I’ll look like when I’m older. I think I look good for my age.”

“Yeah,” Tony said excitedly. “You’ve aged really well.” 

“Wait, you said you found out what AP stood for yesterday. When yesterday?” June asked.

“When I bought more of it,” Tony replied sheepishly.

“So the guy who sold it explained it to you, and you bought more of it. Why?” June asked, puzzled.

“Well, to be honest, when I saw the changes yesterday, I kind of liked them,” Tony began. “I’ve always kind of liked older women. I think the look really suits you.”

“You do?” June asked, sounding surprised. “Well, what about this excess weight? I guess older gals’ metabolisms do tend to slow down some.” 

“I don’t mind that at all. You wear the pounds splendidly,” Tony said. “So…you aren’t mad at me?”

“Well, I wish you had told me what was going on earlier, but no, I’m not mad,” June said, eying her new looks in the mirror. “I am a pretty sexy older lady, aren’t I?”

“Yes you are,” Tony said.

“Well, in that case,” June said. “I just have one question for you.” She walked back onto the bed and wrapped her new, fleshy thighs around Tony’s torso. “I noticed two potions in the refrigerator last night. I’m guessing dating a woman in her 30s isn’t exactly the end of your fantasy, now, is it?” 

Tony didn’t reply, merely gulping and shaking his head.

“Thought so. Why else would you have got two?” June started to grind her new, softer torso up against his. “Let’s see. From what we’ve observed so far, each drink seems to add nearly 10 years. Would you like to add another 10 years to my body?” 

Tony nodded again, too consumed with lust to speak. 

“Would you like me to be ten years older? Ten years flabbier, ten years fatter? Ten more years of mature lines on my face? Ten more years of gray hairs to bury your face in when we make love?” June whispered seductively, and Tony groaned in approval.

“I’m going to go drink some right now!” June said, and ran down stairs. Tony followed her, and he could see her hands shaking with excitement as she downed the last AP Elixir. June’s body tingled furiously and her rounder cheeks sported a wide grin.

They made love, right on the kitchen counter, and after a few hours of waiting, the potion took its toll. And it did.

June was definitely a woman in her mid 40s now. Her face was lined with crow’s feet, deep laugh lines, and tiny forehead wrinkles. Some of the wrinkles on her face, though, were clearly being hidden behind the new roundness of her face. June’s cheeks were round and chubby, and she sported a double chin. 

Her shoulders were wider and rounder than they had been before, leading into some beefy, very soft upper arms and jiggled with the slightest provocation. Her overall skin was slightly softer and had a little more give under his probing fingers, with just a few hints of age spots. June’s breasts, once small and pert, were now large and sagged low on her chest. Under them was a large, proud potbelly that would stick out of any clothing. June noted that “women her age” often start gaining weight around the middle. 

Her hips were wide and thick, giving her the appearance of a woman who had pushed out her share of kids. Her thighs were round and incredibly soft and creamy, just heaven to be squeezed behind. Her hair now had significant grey spots.

“Anyone who sees us together will think you’re some big cougar hunter, if they don’t think I’m old enough to be your mom,” June said playfully.

“You technically are, now,” he reminded her. 

“Oh, hush,” June said, her voice now even sounding a bit more mature and husky.

“Are you worried about your aerobics classes?” Tony asked.

“Screw them,” June said. “I think I get enough of a workout right at home,” she said seductively before gently pushing him down and sliding his rock hard cock in her MILF pussy. 

A different kind of energy part 1

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Bored of being young

Another one! Currently studying for my exams... So this was my break :p Hope you enjoy!


Rachel Clark woke up to the sound of her alarm clock going off as it always did this time of day. She was a fairly attractive young woman, just turned eighteen a few days ago and fresh out of High School. Part of her wished she was still in school though, lately her life had fallen into a rut. It was the same thing every day - getting up at 8am, helping her mom around the house, getting on the internet to chat with friends, going shopping for little things and then going to bed. Rachel longed for a change from her boring routine with every fiber of her being! Little did she know her wish was about to come true...

She was frying pancakes in the kitchen for breakfast and eating a cookie with some milk when she heard a knock at the door that startled her.

"Who could that be? No one stops by here this early." She mused to herself. "Mom isn't even up yet!"

Turning the flame down on the stove, she set her spatula aside and walked out of the kitchen, towards the front hall.

"Oh, my hair is a mess!" She pouted as she passed the mirror in the hall. Raising a hand, she tried to smooth it down. "I really hope it's no one important, I look like a monkey styled my hair."

Despite being worried about her appearance, Rachel knew she had to answer the door. It had to be something important, either that or some stupid salesman. She was really hoping it did end up being something big, at least she'd get a little excitement in her life that way.

"Hello?" She opened the door and peered outside.. but no one was there. Rachel blinked her eyes a few times and turned her head to look up and down the street for someone walking but again, there was no one. "Oh no.. I'm getting so bored that it really is driving my crazy."

She went to close the door when the edge tapped against a brown, paper wrapped package sitting on the porch. The cancelled stamps on the front were completely unfamiliar, Rachel figured they had to be from some obscure foreign country, but it was addressed directly to her in delicate, flowing script.

"Huh? Where did this come from?" She bent down and picked up the box. It was surprisingly light. "Maybe it's a late birthday present that mom ordered. Looks like it's from some place like Abu-Dhabi."

Shrugging, Rachel carried the package inside and set it down on the coffee table. If it was a present, her mom probably wanted her to wait to open it but she couldn't find anything on the label to indicate that and it -was- addressed to her.

"It must be something really special since the postman delivered it this early. Ohhh.. I have to open it, I don't think I can wait until mom gets up! Besides, I can just rewrap it later!" Rachel giggled, feeling excited over her mystery package. 

Carefully she took off the paper and opened up the lid. She couldn't believe her eyes! Inside was....

A two piece bathing suit. Rachel pulled the top out and bottoms out, they were both black 
in color. Rachel stared at them and she wanted to put them on right away, but had to wait 
for her mother to leave.

"Rachel? What is that?" asked her mother

Rachel spun around and dropped the bathing suit back into the bow.

"Um, its a package" she said, hoping her mom wouldn't notice that it was opened.

He mother shrugged.

"Oh, all right then. Now while I am gone on this trip, I want you to clean up the house and 
the pool, you got that?" Rachel's mother asked

Rachel nodded and her mother smiled. She then kissed Rachel on the cheek.

"Ok then, I will be back on Tuesday so I want to see this house still standing"

Rachel rolled her eyes.

"Mom, I am eighteen, I can take care of myself" she said

"All right! have a good time and be good!" said her mom

"Yeah, enjoy your trip, bye!" said Rachel

She waited until her mother was in the car and driving away before she ran into the 
kitchen and turned the stove off.

"I am not hungry right now, I want to try this on" Rachel said

She took out the bathing suit again and took it into the bathroom. Rachel undressed and 
put the bathing suit on. She looked in the mirror and frowned.

"Aw, it doesn't fit me well... Whatever, I will just keep it on for now" she said as she began to leave the bathroom.

Suddenly, Rachel felt very warm and her body began to tingle.

"What the?" Rachel said

A sudden dizzy spell made Rachel fall to the ground. Slowly the dizziness past and she 
stood up, still feeling warm and tingly. Rachel stare into the mirror and her eyes widened.

"What is happening to me?" she asked

Rachel looked at her reflection. She didn’t seem any different. Rachel had been an early bloomer, like most girls her age. She was one of the first in her grade to need a training bra and her ample DD cleavage caught the eye of many a passing man. Of course, developing early had its downside too. Rachel was often mistaken for someone in middle school because of her short stature. Standing only 4 foot 11, she was shorter than her father and even her mother, who was a head taller than her. There also wasn’t much place for weight to go but her stomach, which was why she had to work hard to keep weight off of her. 

As if sensing Rachel’s desires, the bathing suit responded by making Rachel feel tingly again. Her feet felt funny, as if they had fallen asleep. Looking down, she couldn’t help but wonder did her feet look a little swollen? To answer that question, Rachel bent down to look at them. They weren’t just swollen, they were growing!
Next, her legs felt tingly like her feet had. Standing back up, Rachel felt a sense of vertigo as the room seemed to shrink slightly. She looked back in the mirror, she could see her whole chest in it without standing on a stool. She quickly glanced down at her legs. They were definitely longer. 
The changes accelerated moving upward through her body as her torso stretched along with her swimsuit. Her hips widened and her butt become more noticeable, filling out the swimsuit more. The swimsuit itself also began to change. It darkened in colour, to make her look more mature.


Rachel was also gaining a more athletic build if the appearance of her toned abs were anything to go by. She was built like a runner or a swimmer. The heavy DD cup breasts on her chest shrank to a less straining CC which fit nicely on her taller more hourglass figure. 
Rachel’s arms tingled next as her hands grew longer and her fingers became more slender while dark downy hairs appeared on her toned forearms. 
Rachel’s face began to mature, becoming more oval shaped and less round. Her lips became a little bit fuller and the rest of her features followed suit. Her skin gained a slight tan that looked as though she had spent some time outdoors.
Lastly, the short dark hair on her head became thicker and longer cascading down past her shoulders and stopping mid way down her back.
Rachel looked at the 40 something model-esque woman in the form fitting bathing suit. 

“That’s me?” She said astonished at the throaty purr that came out of her mouth. She looked like an older, more idealized version of herself. A real MILF. Rachel was no mere girl anymore. She had fully grown into womanhood. 

Mom wasn't going to be back until Tuesday... She would have plenty of time to figure out how to change back... OR to figure out IF she even wanted to change back. She could pass for mom's hot sister now. She winked at herself in the mirror as she took of the magic bikini and cupped her perfect breasts, this just made her life 10 times more interesting. 

Permanent Joyride

Hi everyone!
It's been a long time again, sorry for that.

I finally got to writing Shadow Wolf's request from a few months ago!

I hope you enjoy it :) 

You'll hear from me soon, some more captions are on the way.

TG-Fantasybender

This was me, in Sasha's body, my best friend Jordan's mom, sleeping like a rose... Only 5 minutes later, after waking up, I would find out a shocking truth. Something that I didn't count on, something I didn't want.

Since puberty I've been obsessed by 2 things mainly: First, Sasha, the hottest mom, correction, the hottest woman I've ever met. Second, the wish to experience sex as a woman.
It may sound strange, but it's the truth. These 2 things wind me up like nothing else and when I came across this strange ad for an ancient body possession spell, I couldn't resist the urge of trying it out.

I didn't expect much at first... But my scepticism soon proved to be misplaced! As soon as I finished reading the spell I blacked out. When I opened my eyes again, I was in Sasha's body! The first thing I saw where her big, full breasts sticking out of the short dress she was wearing.
It sure didn't take me long to lose that dress! The spell only worked until after midnight, then I would wake up in my own body again. I had no time to lose!

Luckily Shaun, Sasha's husband and Jordan's dad, was home. I would have hated having to ruin her marriage by having sleeping with someone else...
I quickly seducted him, he seemed horny enough, and before I knew it I was having the best sex you could possibly imagine. Sex is so different as a woman, let me tell you! It was amazing... I fucked him completely dry, I jus wanted to keep going. After I lost count, I was so tired I fell asleep after our last fuck. I was so happy, I had been able to kill 2 birds with 1 stone. I saw my sexual dream of a woman naked and I experienced sex as I woman.
This was the best sleep of my life.

In a few minutes I'll wake up... I will discover that I'm not in my own body again, I will discover that I could never return to my old life and ... I will discover that there's only 1 possible reason for the malfunction in the spell, pregnancy...

This will be my new life. A life as a hot, middle-aged woman, a mom, a wife, a pregnant woman ...
Not exactly what I was expecting, let me tell you.

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.