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He took me… made me into this… THING. A sex addicted little fuckdoll whose appetite and cunt are so needy she can’t take care of herself…. So horny she can hardly think straight for more than two seconds, like someone cranked her libido up to 11 and...

He took me… made me into this… THING. A sex addicted little fuckdoll whose appetite and cunt are so needy she can’t take care of herself…. So horny she can hardly think straight for more than two seconds, like someone cranked her libido up to 11 and just left her like that. She cant stop licking and sucking on her lips. They feel so sexual… Impossible to ignore.

I can think, but it’s hard when my body is so demanding…. It’s like being hungry, my brand new pussy just tells me IT’S TIME FOR SEX! You can’t argue with your stomach when you’re hungry and it’s so hard to ignore…. You can only think about food. That’s what my new cunt is like…..

You can’t fight hunger or thirst. You can’t resist your body’s basic needs. You might hold out for maybe a minute or so, or even just a few seconds, but when my body tells me FUCK NOW, that’s all I can think of.

He made my pussy, asshole, nipples and lips glow pinker the longer I go without stimulation, so he can tell at a glance how desperate I am, and use it against me. I’m helpless with him knowing exactly how much i need it by how bright I’m glowing. Like a little horny nightlight. I try feebly to to cover it up, but it just shines through. And trying to cover myself with my hands just leads to light touching, which leads to rubbing, which leads to brighter glowing….. until a little pink glowing doll is crying and begging shamelessly for his cum inside her….

A helpless cycle, poor little thing. Willing to do anything just for some release.

I’ll be embarrassed and sulky afterwards, but not for long… and i just need it so bad….

Daddy…. I’m hungry….

And he smirks. The glow makes that obvious, but it’s fun to tease

“Is that so?”

I grit my teeth and get it over with.

“Yes…. I…. I need some fooood.” I’m talking slowly around my cumbersome lips. “I can only eat….. you know….”

He smiles innocently at me.

“Go on, you can say it…”

Still not used to my new place in life, I blush. But it’s barely visible through the neon pink I emit. My lips are glowing quite brightly, my nipples are a dull glow, he can tell iv been caressing my boobies in an attempt to stave off the horniness. But the intense glow coming from under the little skirt he “let” me wear is as bright as he’s ever seen it….

The need, the hunger, I feel like I’m starving. It’s soo much for me…

Pwease feed me daddy…. can i suck your…. your penis? I need your semen in my bewwy….. soooo bad..“

He starts slowly and deliberately pulling his fly down.

“Now now, those aren’t the words I taught you, are they? Try again”

I stare at the floor…. my hips squirming as my belly muscles twitch. He knows my pussy and asshole and lips are all screaming at me….

“Can I…. have my face fucked pwease daddy? Can you… put your cock down my throat and pleeeeeease feed me?

He smiles. “There, that wasn’t so hard was it? On your knees, there’s a good girl.“

I drop to my knees a little too eagerly, unable to stifle a sexy mewl of relief. I open my mouth wide and look up at him expectantly. The duality of my expression is quite cute, he can see my tears of humiliation but also that I’m trying hard not to smile

He takes himself out, still smiling, seeing what he’s made me into. He chuckles as my breath catches upon seeing his huge cock. A hand on the back of my head, taking a fistful of pink hair and pushing my super-sensitive mouth down onto his cock

The groan that escapes me is one of pure, primal pleasure. I hate needing it so badly, but once its happening… My lips feel so amazing that i love love love sucking cock, having my throat fucked, being used like the dolly I am now. Being grabbed and forcefully fucked feels earth-shatteringly good… He chuckles as the glow from under my skirt intensifies. Shame and humiliation forgotten for a moment, replaced with raw need. Putty in his hands, mindlessly needy and desperate.

Being fucked… having a cock in one of my holes is what I’m for… I’m a dolly…. I’m a fuckdolly…. a toy…. a slutty toy for cum to be squirted into….

I know it’s true. I’ve tried to deny it all day even as I kept playing with myself. But there’s no use, it’s just what I am. My head is pushed all the way down, my throat filled, my pink eyes are locked on his the entire time, except when they roll up inside my head….

When there’s a cock inside me, using my holes, my dirty filthy thoughts overpower my brain… what i want to think becomes quiet behind these filthy thoughts about being a fuckdoll….

It feels so good to have a dick this far down my throat…. stretching me… my lips are on fire they feel amazing…. I love this… I love being used like this…

Gurgling, glowing, drooling. My lips were made for this, for Daddy’s cock exactly. I’m roughly tugging and pulling on my enormous nipples and moaning cutely around him. My saliva production ramps up to make a sloppy hole for him to fuck…. I’m spilling drool down my chin and all over my titties…

I’m uncontrollably moaning some words…. He knows what they are even though I can’t speak them.

“Please cum…. please cum… cum down my throat I need it…. so hungry… cum for me daddy….”

He rises to standing, holding handfulls of my hair with both hands, fucking it on his cock. Just a doll for him now. Pulling me down deep as he empties his balls down my throat.

Even though he knows it won’t fully sate my hunger.

i scream in pleasure as I feel my tiny stomach take his huge load…. many times more than a normal mans. My drug… my food… the only thing I need fills me and I groan like a spent slut….

He’s modified himself to be more than a normal man, and me to only be able to take nourishment from him.

I came from my mouth alone…. my lips are twitching, if my mouth wasn’t full it would look like im making a “W” sound over and over again. My formerly flat belly a little rounded now. The glow in my lips and eyes has ceased… still pink, just not glowing…. I start shaking, my shame returning as my orgasmic aftershocks still hit me

“Ooooo…. da…. deee…. i don… wanna…. gawd…. help…. dolleeeee”

He reaches down and take one of my nipples between his fingers, pinching roughly.

“Dolly want a little more, hmm? Needy dolly? It’s okay to say yes.”

“Hhhhhng…… oh….. gawd…. noooo …. dolleee…. wans… moooore….. please…. use dolleeeee…. Morrre….” Im sobbing and shaking as I beg for more. He can tell my body’s needs are totally overpowering my frail little mind, the pink glow returning almost as quickly as it faded

“Mooooore…. pwease…” I struggle to my hands and knees, my huge boobies still grazing the carpet as I spin around and touch my face to the floor…. holding my glowing ass up in the air towards him, wiggling back and forth. I sob and hiccup a little as i start to beg him through huge bee-stung lips.

“More….. morrre….. fuuuuck soooooo empteeeeeee…. fill my holes Daddy….“

Presenting like a bitch in heat, dignity gone. Only need now. Just a fuckdoll for Daddy, nothing more.

"Fuck your dolly please…. use her dripping pussy….. use dolly’s ass i don’t care…. just fuuuck meeeee please Daddeeeee”

He smiles as my words come out all garbled from behind my huge swollen lips. I sound adorable and needy. The glow escaping my under my lil flippy skirt is getting close to blinding. He lifts it up and squints.

“Poor little thing, you must be losing your mind.”

One hand on my ass, the other guides the head of his cock to my swollen, glowing cunt. Pouting lips opening up around him almost like they’re welcoming him, like a flower blossoming.

In the mirror in front of me, he can watch my facial expression as he toys with me from behind. My mouth won’t close fully, eyes flicking between dull, glazed and bovine need with occasional flashes of awareness at what’s happened to me. But the need is too much.

I can feel his head lightly resting against my over-ripe entrance….. I push my hips back against it making the most delightful noises… My shameless little narration is so sexy to him.

“Nooooo… oooooh gawd.. fuuuck feels so goooood… I’m a dolly…. noooo stop…. helpfuuuck…. yesyesyes…..”

The hand on my ass moves to my hip to hold me in place as he starts to slide in, slowly. He wants to hear my reaction as he does, knowing he made my pussy to fit him perfectly.

“FffffUUUUUUUCCCKKK yesyesyes ohmigawd….”

Its slowly filling me… making me feel what I’ve been craving since I was changed… its an addicting feeling… like eating after being starving…. inch my inch, my tight little pussy stretches around him, creating more surface area for his cock to touch. I’m licking my sensitive lips frantically and full-on crying, both at the beauty of the sensation (it feels sooooo good to me) and at my shame of being this…. of asking for this…. not being able to control myself

But the shame can’t stop me. I’m too far gone. i can feel and orgasm approaching already. a pink tidal wave ready to crash over me. I’m terrified of it, but i want it so badly.

His cock comes to a stop, buried as far as it will go and I just shudder….. it feels…. PERFECT.

I was made for this feeling. I want to feel like this, perfectly stretched out around Daddy’s cock forever…. I will chase this moment always…..

He reaches down and starts toying with my glowing clit as I grind myself shamelessly against him….

A totally helpless, horny fuckdoll.

Glowing with her need.

Thanks to @foulfoulstories for writing this with me….

Also, I’m posting the original photo below, in case anyone is interested in how I made this image.

Happy Fapping my friends :P

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The pretty, freckled, ginger girl blinks, snapping back onto reality. She’s woozy, disoriented. She knows only three things for sure: she’s very confused, she’s totally naked, and just a second ago, there were three people in the room.

Now though, there are only two.

The second occupant of the room peers into the ginger girl’s eyes and smirks a knowing smirk.

“That worked a lot better than I thought it would… are you both in there?”

The ginger girl sudders and whimpers, Behind her eyes,overlapping personality traits and memories are warring with one another, clashing and creating paradoxes in her brain.

“Wha….what’s happening? Where’s FrankKay?”

The naked ginger girl suddenly feels dizzy as she tries to say two words simultaneously and her whole mind shudders.

“Ooooh lovely! It seems to be working just great!” says the other person in the room, a raven-haired woman with deep, knowing purple eyes.

A so-called “witch” who goes by the name Savage.

“Okay, here’s the deal. I don’t like it when people break into my house, I really dont like it when people question my witchhood, and I REALLY fucking hate it when little teenage bitches question my choice of decor!”

As the witch gets angrier, purple haze starts venting from her eyes, and the dizzy ginger girl flinches.

“You, a few minutes ago, as I’m sure you’re trying to figure out, were two very seperate people. Im sure you are very confused by your sudden abundance of memories, two different childhoods, two different sets of birthdays, two different personalities, right?”

The ginger girl, so disarmed by the swirling mess inside her.head, just sobs and nods.

“Well when you came in here and were both so very rude to me, I decided to just sort of….. smoosh your timelines. Imagine you’re the sides of a zipper, and I’m going to zip you both together! We’re going to take some of her life, and some of his life, trim all the rest, and really teach you both a nice little lesson!”

The witches words ring true. Inside the ginger girl’s head, two personalities, two sets of memories are merging, becoming one. Already, their recollection of their home life is totally different to what they know it should be. Instead of Frank and Kay’s families being next-door neighbours, with their kids growing up and playing together, everything is kind of… smooshed. Kay’s pretty mother married to Frank’s drunk of a father. Their house is built like Frank’s, but is filled with the decor of Kay’s. Moments merge so that they are at once recognisable to both, but also different and unsettling. A lifetime of moments zip by, cementing their place as the only, true memory of their history.

Savage chuckles and waves her hands, pausing their view for a moment. A memory from before, showing Kay, dressed in a leotard, gracefully performing gymnastics, surrounded by adoring spectators.

“Quite the athlete huh? Look’s like you’ve been taken with gymnastics your entire life… At it every day… trophies, training… Driven by your desire to be the best. You were completely obsessed with it!  We can work with that, can’t we?”

“Obsessed? How dare you? I just… I enjoy the sport, it’s my life okay! Don’t you fucking judge me!” Kay screeches within her and Frank’s shared mind.

“You are a little obsessed,” Frank’s thought-voice chimes in timidly. Reliving these memories from this angle, he can see Kay’s whole life revolves around it, as do most of her thoughts, all of her ambitions…. All centred around being the very best at this one thing she loves…

“Speaking of obsessions, aren’t we keeping one of our own to ourselves?” Savage asks, snapping her attention to Frank, bringing up another memory, this time one of his.

“Nooo… Please don’t…. Don’t show her that…” Frank begs, but the memory rises to the surface anyway, for all to see. A memory of Frank, watching through his closed curtains, one hand down his pants, as Kay next door changes her clothes.

“Ew! You watched me get dressed? I thought you were my friend! How could you?”

“That’s not all he does,” chuckles Savage, waving a hand and revealing the extent of this behaviour.

A cavalcade of memories rush by, all of them involving Frank’s many instances of lust. To Kay’s shock, Frank’s sexual tastes are wide, and extremely developed…. She sees Frank masturbating to her facebook profile picture, Frank taking photos of her and later squirting semen all over the part with her face on it. It seems Frank has been hiding an obsessive lust for his neighbour and friend, one that has grown in secret over the years. She chokes a little as in the fleet of a moment, she witnesses years and years of Frank masturbating many, many times, to all sorts of different porn and weird shit on the internet, bondage, gangbangs, pet play… and imagining Kay’s helpless face every single time. Kay shudders as she experiences these memories, finally losing her temper at the memory of Frank cumming under her sheets, only inches from her ass at a friendly sleepover they’d once had.

“You fucking perv! I thought we were friends, and instead you just wanna fuck me? Oh groooossss…  All that weird porn shit? You’re getting off imagining me in all those disgusting videos? You’re sick!”

“Kay, it- it’s not as bad as it seems… You’re just so hot, and I get so… sometimes I can’t help myself… I don’t do it that often…”

“Yes you do! Oh fucking yuck! I can see so much of it! You’re sick!

They continue bickering for a few moments while Savage chuckles.

“Hmmm an over-obsession with Gymnastics… and skeevy little wanker… alright… These should be rather fun to merge…. Aaaaand ZIP!

Frank and Kay’s inner voices stop arguing suddenly as the zip goes up a notch, merging their memories into one new history.

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For her, suddenly memories of hours and hours of gymnastics turn to memories of herself, filled with lust and curiosity, looking up weird stuff on the internet. Trying out for the school gymnastics team, as her parents looked on proudly, became discretely touching herself to porn for the first time, on her laptop at the kitchen table while her family watched tv in the adjoining room. Pleasant times like making friends with her fellow gymnasts and finding her body’s fluidity and grace all morphed in front of her mind’s eye, into chatting with strangers online in the dead of the night, discovering a range of new fetishes and the addictive thrill of fingering herself to filthier and filthier porn.

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She sobs and shudders as even a moment she deeply treasures warps beyond recognition. The day she had decided to dedicate her life to the sport, a day where she had landed a perfect septuple somersault on the balance beam, surrounded by her friends and supporters, folded into her new timeline. It too, changed shape, until all that she could remember of that day was how she had broken her own limits… how she had.been irreversably changed…. but in a different way. She’d been extra pumped up, her online friends had floated the idea and then been pressuring her to do it for weeks. On that day, in front of hundreds of strangers, she’d strapped herself onto a sybian that had arrived in the mail, bound her hands so she couldn’t get away, and ridden it to 7 back-to-back mind-melting orgasms. 

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With horror, Kay realized how similar the two situations were, how many little details carried over. After the 4th orgasm, she’d felt so dizzy, weak, like she wanted to give up, but her supporters cheering her on had kept her there. Right before the 7th, she’d had a moment of panic and pure fear, but before she even knew what was happening she had made it, she came harder than she ever had before and the rush of endorphins through her had made her mind weak and vulnerable, totally addicting her to what she’d just done. Trapped there, totally unable to move, in the daze and the sweat, her belly twitching, her body totally exhausted, a flood of intense pleasure rushing through her, she had discovered the way her body reacted to being watched by strangers, and recalled very clearly the conclusion she came to, the crystal-clear realisation that she wanted desperately to do this again. To be admired, To feel fucking fantastic while doing so. To become a world-class porn star, and be lusted after by people all over the world.

His memories too change, in a way much less drastically, but in another way much more so. His lazy afternoons of feeling horny, jerking his cock and watching a bit of porn now contain new features: an overdeveloped female body, and the frenzy, passion and enthusiasm that Kay had bought to her gymnastics. Frank whimpers as hours and days and weeks and years of first-person female masturbation fill his memories.

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A lifetime of having a dripping pussy and fucking it to intense, overwhelming orgasm over and over hit him like a freight train. His roughness with himself while he fantasized about Kay next door translated over to his new timeline, where they were now the memories of the ultimate sexual narcissist. She grew to love watching herself perform, his secret, desperate crush on Kay was now her fetish for watching herself orgasm, for seeing herself as she got off. Memories of how badly she was attracted to her own body grew to encompass her whole life, until he remembered single instances of catching glimpses of her own reflection or looking down at her own ample cleavage causing her to feel a rush of heat and soak her underwear with arousal. One of his most regular pastimes, touching himself while looking at photos he secretly took of Kay, turned into intense mirror masturbation sessions, locking eyes with herself while she came, roughly diddling her clit until she collapsed from the intensity of her own orgasms.

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As these memories merged with Kays, and everything began to slot together, both began to recall their first time recording their own porn on their phone, how the addiction of being watched combined with the fetish she had for her own body. She started small, recording herself masturbating in her room, and watching it back obsessively, cumming hard at seeing her own lithe body be so dirty. Then one night, in a fit of horniness, she’d uploaded her entire collection to the internet and experienced the thrill of knowing that strangers were jerking off to her all the time. She would finger herself for hours, watching the view countcounts rise and cumming to reading the graphic, lewd comments about herself….

Frank and Kay both reeled as their new memories settled in, totally replacing the old ones.

“What the fuck…. I’m a girl… a slutty girl? I… I should remember being a guy… I still know I am one… but… Jesus…” Frank thinks, a lifetime of looking down to see a feminine perspective replacing all his old memories. “I can’t… I can’t remember my own dick!”

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“What the fuck you disgusting pervert! You’re upset you remember the horror of being a woman?” Kay shoots back, outraged by her own updated memories as a teenage masturbation enthusiast and amatuer pornstar. “Oh my god, I can’t remember gymnastics at all… just… oh my god… all your fucking wanking!”

“Me? What the fuck, it was YOUR stupid obsession and single mindedness that made us such an addict… Oh my god, your body… Female orgasms… So many of them… I can’t even think straight…”

“Well that was certainly entertaining! Seems like your timelines merged in some fun little ways there! Gosh, her drive and focus on top of his little hobbies and interests… The merged version of you certainly loves to touch herself, doesn’t she?

Kay, totally horrified at her new memories, does her best to recall any little detail from her other life, but the more she delves, the more dirty memories rise… and the more aroused their shared body becomes… Their tight teenage vagina moistens and starts puffing up, as its years of overuse have conditioned it to do at the drop of a hat….

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“Kay, stop bringing up these memories! It’s making me so horny… I don’t want this…. Oh god, I have a cunt! A fucking cunt! I can feel it getting…. wet…. throbbing…. Fuuuck why does it feel so good?”

“No! Fuck I’m not this pervert…. I… I did gymnastics… I was the best… I won gold medals… I know I did… “

“Well, do you remember it? You remember that you should remember it…Or maybe you just think you should… But is that really the same thing? Somehow, I just don’t think so… Shall we continue?” Savage asks, chuckling to herself as she reaches around the quivering girl, roughly grabbing her by the cunt and stimulating her swollen clit, extracting an involuntary, guttural moan from the fused boy-girl.

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The witch giggles to herself as she looks again into the mind of the former pair of friends, now trapped together in the body of an easily-aroused narcissistic nymphomaniac, and wonders what other effects the timeline merge spell might have…

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Uuummmm like…. When I said i wished things were all normal again I think…. I think I wanted to like, be differents? But now I totes feel like I’s always been this way…. Ooooooh soooo horny! Imma start dripping everywhere if I don’t get fucked soon,...

Uuummmm like…. When I said i wished things were all normal again I think…. I think I wanted to like, be differents? But now I totes feel like I’s always been this way…. Ooooooh soooo horny! Imma start dripping everywhere if I don’t get fucked soon, just like always!

Im so glad my friends offered me all the yummy cock I could ever need…. All I gotta do is like, clean their houses dressed all sexy with my hungry pussy all hanging out…..

Like, can I have another wish? I wanna wish for bigger boobies so I’s gets even moooooore cocks! Yummy!

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“OH MY GOD, JOSH WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!!!”
It turns out that there is such a thing as being TOO flexible. When my sister begged me to switch bodies with her so she could go to a “once in a lifetime” 21+ concert, I said sure. When she wanted to...
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“OH MY GOD, JOSH WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!!!”

It turns out that there is such a thing as being TOO flexible. When my sister begged me to switch bodies with her so she could go to a “once in a lifetime” 21+ concert, I said sure. When she wanted to borrow $200 to buy herself some merch, I said no problem! When she asked me to go to her gymnastics training in her place? Of course! I’m very flexible!

Except, turns I’m not near as flexible as my little sister. 10 years of gymnastics has seen to it that she’s one of the bendiest girls on the planet. So when I was changing into her gym gear and my curiosity got the better of me…. I was fully able to go in for a closer look.

I meant to go to her practice thing, honestly I did. But the thing is, as a guy I really like eating pussy. Absolutely fucking LOVE it. The smell, the taste, how they look… absolutely divine. So when I went in for a look at my sister’s squishy bits, and I got a whiff of her… MY juices… I sort of acted on impulse.

I was sitting completely naked with my head between my legs, marvelling at how close I could get, and how pretty my sisters young cunt is…. so smooth… so dainty and sweet. Much tidier than the few I’d gotten this close to in the past. I was getting a little excited, as I do, and I felt a fluttery tingle pulse right through it. I shuddered, realising that I was feeling horny as a girl! There was a tight teenage pussy moistening itself just inches from my face… And I could FEEL it! It was so trippy, my head was starting to spin!

Still feeling high and silly from the sudden rush of hormones and these intoxicating new sensations, I continued my self-exploration. Reaching out and pulling the lips of my sisters pussy apart, exposing her tight little hole, I was hit by the sweet smell of virgin arousal. It smelled delicious, like heaven on toast! Looking directly into my wet pussy, seeing and feeling her little clit throbbing and peeking out from its hood, I could feel a ringing in my ears, my heart beat rushing, my genitalia throbbing like mad. Making a split second decision I leaned forward a little more and flicked the swollen little pink bud with my tongue.

Bliss! Pure, sensual, seething lust filled my brain. Squealing like a slut, I flicked again and again, totally carried away by how good it felt. Then, running totally on compulsions now, I stuck out my tongue and shoved it as deep as I could into the sweet chasm of my teen pussy. I must have hit her g-spot or something because my head started spinning out of control, my entire body started convulsing involuntarily and I moaned a deep, primal moan into my own crotch. And events got a little… cyclical… after that.

Before I knew it, it was 3am, and my sister was coming into her room looking to swap back and…. she found me looking like this.

My brain is a little scrambled from eating my own pussy for what has apparently been hours. I can’t think of anything to say to her as my own juices drip liberally from my face.

As she wails and screams and makes a big deal out of all this, I find myself thinking I just want her to leave me alone, so I can get back to my meal.

She should learn to be more flexible, like me!

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“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!”
David’s tiny body bucked in pleasure as she grunted loudly while Greg fucked her hard in the ass. As was always the case when she was getting fucked there, the orgasm dwarfed almost any of the...

“UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!”

David’s tiny body bucked in pleasure as she grunted loudly while Greg fucked her hard in the ass. As was always the case when she was getting fucked there, the orgasm dwarfed almost any of the myriad other ways she came regularly.

While she was cumming, in her more lucid moments, her mind drifted as it so often did, over what she had become in the year since she and Lisa had switched bodies, and how she had become what she was now. In the weeks after Lisa had left her wrapped up so nicely for Greg, David had slowly discovered the many things Lisa had been tweaking in her mind that day for so long, as well as other aspects that appeared to be part of her transformation.

For one thing, her body appeared to be incredibly resilient and almost completely resistant to getting sick - she hadn’t had so much as a sniffle in the last year, and even cuts or bruises healed within hours. But those had been the only real physical changes (at least initially).

On the mental side…Lisa had apparently given her a cursory knowledge of Lisa’s actual past, enough that combining that with the fall down the stairs she’d been forced to fake a couple of days later (though the head bump was very real) allowed her to pull off actually *being* Lisa with no problems. Once she’d dropped out of Lisa’s grad school program of course. David had nowhere near Lisa’s actual knowledge of biochemistry, so there was no chance of faking that.

No, David’s only recourse was to become a housewife. It was pretty clear Greg didn’t mind her in that role. Especially with the other changes that had seemingly come over his wife.

After she’d woken up from that first unbelievable orgasm (she’d passed out shortly after Greg started fucking her bound body), she’d discovered that while Greg couldn’t control her like Lisa could, she could still somehow sense his needs and desires…and was, if not compelled then at least strongly encouraged through her own arousal to act on them. And especially on seeing his sweet wife’s new tattooed and pierced body, with all of the toys she’d brought home to act out his fantasies, Greg had a *lot* of needs and desires to be satisfied in those first few weeks. David had spent them sucking and fucking and stripping and dancing and doing all sorts of nasty things to Greg’s continued amazement and enjoyment.

When Greg had gone away for a week on a business trip about a month later, David had discovered even more of the fun little modifications Lisa had made to her. In particular, her immediate and desperate need to fuck or suck a cock or pussy whenever she saw one (brought on by an accidental flip through the adult channels on their cable network that morning)…and horrifically, her new inability to cum from playing with herself unless she was performing for someone else.

Upon discovering that second horrible fact after three desperate hours of fingers, toys, and every position imaginable, she’d been once again nearly mad with lust and had called the only number she could think of to help her with her state…she’d dug out the paper towel with the phone number on it from the man in the diner. She’d managed to sound vaguely rational on the phone as she begged to see him (while working a dildo in and out of her cunt, desperately). And he’d thankfully been home…and told her to come over.

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For anybody who enjoyed this little snippet, this is not my story. It was written (very expertly) by very favourite author of smut @the-wandrer . This story was taken from the sexiest tg story EVER “The Switch”, but there are many many stories on his site with all sorts of yummy kinks, and they’re FREE stories! (I’d start with Hair Today or There’s an App for that). If you like what you read, he even has fully illustrated comics for sale!

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At 5:25 on Wednesday, Ash lay on the bed, panting heavily and staring at the huge jiggling breasts on his chest. It’s the end of what turned into a long, hard day. He moans in confusion and exhaustion as his lecherous hand yet again snakes its way...

At 5:25 on Wednesday, Ash lay on the bed, panting heavily and staring at the huge jiggling breasts on his chest. It’s the end of what turned into a long, hard day. He moans in confusion and exhaustion as his lecherous hand yet again snakes its way southward. He tries to think about how he got into this situation as his long pink nails trace a light line beneath his waistband, sending an arousing shudder up his spine.

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At 6:53 on Tuesday, Ash, still a 24 year old young man, takes a shower with his girlfriend Emily, and she explains to him the proposal that she set up.

“What do you mean, borrow it?” Ash asks, a little unsure about the entire situation.

“I told you!” She giggles as she lathers up his genitals. “I’ve always always ALWAYS told you that I wanted to have a cock. A big meaty dong right here that I could swing around, pee with, and you know… fuck and stuff… Well! I spoke to AgeSavage today! She said, she was gonna grant me the ability to borrow a dick of my choosing and actually have one for a whole day!”

“Okay, first of all, why would you do that? Have you read any of those stories? They’re horrible, people end up brain-dead sluts! And why mine? I happen to like my dick!”

“So do I babe,” she grinned, tickling the sweet spot that drove him crazy. “That’s why I want yours! It would be weird if I had some random guy’s dick on me! Its just for one day, you don’t even have anywhere to be tomorrow, so no-one will have to see you without your junk! Pleeeease?”

Ash watches Emily squeeze her big boobs give him the cutie-pie eyes. He thinks to himself that jiggly boobs are his biggest weakness, and that even though she’s obviously being flirty to get her way, he loves her and he wants her to be happy.

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At 8:21am on Wednesday, Ash stares at the feminine mound of flesh that sits where his package used to be, and wonders what he expected.They had been concentrating so much on her having a dick for the day, he’d forgotten to consider what was going to happen to him. He’d awoken minutes earlier, Emily having left for work with her new cock sitting firmly between her legs, to find himself a flat-chested teenage girl. With a vagina. He stares at it, idly wondering which of them has his balls now.

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At 8:27am on Wednesday, Ash stands in front of the mirror, grinning and giggling and bouncing is ass, mesmerized by the motion and sensation of his temporary body… He does this for longer that he would ever admit to anyone, even Emily.

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At 9:15am on Wednesday Ash gives in and fingers himself. 45 minutes of jiggling and bouncing suddenly erupted into a fierce need to be touched. Unbeknownst to him, Emily has just jerked off at her desk, and every orgasm she experiences during the day will ripple back to him, arousing his body beyond control. He however, believes this to be his idea, and blushes furiously as his slender fingers probe the wet, warm emptiness between his legs.

At 9:30am on Wednesday, Ash is interrupted by the world’s earliest internet technician. Standing in the middle of the living room, too wet and horny to cover himself, he allows the man to enter the room and lay him down on the sofa. The ringing in his ears drowns out the words the man is saying to him. He suddenly feels a fierce tingle in his tiny breasts, which he attributes to stranger fingering him. The real cause of the tingle though, is Emily blowing a load of sperm onto her own breasts in the office bathroom.

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At 9:31am on Wednesday, Ash succumbs to the skilled fingers of the man and experiences his very first female orgasm. It is not graceful or tingly, it hits hard like a battering ram, knocking all thoughts out of his head. The man asks him to flip over onto her hands and knees and in his daze, he obeys, moaning like a bitch in heat.

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At 12:42pm on Wednesday, Ash stands in the bathroom putting 2 and 2 together. He has been fucking some random guy all morning, and hits formerly flat chest is now huge and jiggly. He must have caused this with his lack on control and his total sluttiness. This is all his fault. He thinks about what will happen at 5:30 when Emily gets home from work and finds him with such huge breasts. He weighs it all up, staring at his delicious, jiggling tits in the mirror, and attempts to steel himself to have the strength to send the random technician guy home.

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At 12:44pm on Wednesday, Ash feels the head of a random cock press up against the opening to his gushing pussy. He immediately pushes back against, and groans as he feels the masculine invader stretch his little cunt all the way open… He tried to send the guy away, but right as he was putting on pants, Emily had another sneaky bathroom break and suddenly Ash’s body had other ideas.

At 5:26pm on Wednesday, Ash hears the door open and close, and gets up go have a little proposal of his own. He enters the kitchen to find his flustered girlfriend, removing her shoes with a satisfied look on her face.

“Hey babe, what I day, I think this might have been the best day of my life! I just want to take a hot shower and then you can have this wonderful-oh my! Nice tits babe! You look different than when I left this morning!”

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“Keep it.”

“What?”

“I don’t want it back. I’ve had the most amazing day too… Having a hot pussy is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Go have your shower, but first I’d like to welcome home my amazing girlfriend from work….”

Emily watches Ash squeeze his big boobs and give her the cutie-pie eyes. She feels her cock swelling up at how slutty her boyfriend became in one day. She thinks to herself that jiggly boobies are going to be her biggest weakness, and that even though he’s obviously being flirty to get his way, she loves him and he wants him to be happy.

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At 6:00pm on Wednesday, the borrow period ends. At the moment when the ability to switch back expires, Ash has his own dick down his throat, and is slowly, leisurely pleasuring it, as he plans to do every day for the rest of his slutty life.

A long-awaited request for @tinmantruely.

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Josie Edwards arrived home from school and started to make herself a cup of tea. As the jug boiled, she surveyed the new addition to the house thoughtfully. In the corner, standing perfectly still, stood a perfect, pink haired, teenage fuckdoll....

Josie Edwards arrived home from school and started to make herself a cup of tea. As the jug boiled, she surveyed the new addition to the house thoughtfully. In the corner, standing perfectly still, stood a perfect, pink haired, teenage fuckdoll. Josie grinned at the girl, her vapid smile and slutty pose were flawless, and she was unknowingly sticking her ass out towards the street-facing window. She steeped her tea, and automatically grabbed another mug out of the cupboard as her mother entered the room.

“When did he arrive?” she asked the older woman, Becky, handing her the cup she made for herself.

“About ten, not long after you left for school,” Becky replied, and after a long sip continued.

“He was making such a bloody show, crying and apologizing like a bloody sook. I just told him to shut up until someone spoke to him and go stand in the corner. I wanted you both to be here when we tell him.”

“So he’s been there almost all day huh? Did you make him stand like that? Like, all posey?”

“Nope, must just be the program!” Becky laughed, and sat down at the kitchen table to drink her tea.

Josie paced the room waiting for her brother to arrive home. She was full of excited energy, the day had finally come! She kept peering into the pink-haired girl’s eyes, not really sure what sh was looking for, more curious than anything else.

Finally, about half an hour later the three girls in the room heard the door open, and a gangly mousey-haired twenty-something man, Zack entered smiling as his sister handed him a cup of tea. He took a long sip of his drink and tranquilly shared the moment with his mother and sister.

“It’s really him in there?” Zack asked. “He looks…. different.”

“Well duh,” Becky chuckled. “It’s definitely him though. Trust me.”

Josie approached the doll and addressed it.

“Hi, what is your name?”

The doll’s smile suddenly dropped, once addressed her face muscles were under her control. She looked terrified as she spoke the only two words her mouth would allow her to say.

“Ken Edwards.”

Josie’s face split open into a manic grin.

“And who are we, to you?”

The tiny girl bit her lip and tried not to burst into tears as she identified the people in the room.

“Josie, my daughter. Zack, my son. Becky, my….. My wife.”

All three family members grinned at each other.

“That’s the last time you’ll ever use those names,” Becky replied, stepping forwards. “Those were the names of the family members you abused and took for granted. We’re not your family anymore. We’re you’re owners now.
“From now on you shall address me only as Mistress, and you will worship the ground i walk on. Do you understand?

"Yes, Mistress,” Ken responded, burning red with embarrassment.

“And you can call me Goddess from now on!” chuckled Josie, flicking her hair self-mockingly.

“Yeah, and you have to call ME Zack Attack!” laughed Zack, stopping when he noticed the women shaking their heads.“

"Screw you girls, I get to pick my own name!”

“Okay whatever Zack attack,” Josie giggled, and then turned back to Ken. “And you’re not Ken anymore. You can’t even think that name. From now on, you’re Pixie! Got it?”

There was a long pause as Ken was clearly straining to fight the order he was just given, although from the look on his face he had lost and forgotten his name.

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“Pixie’s name is Pixie, Goddess.”

“Oh, so much fun!” Josie giggled again and clapped her hands.

“So, tell us your story, Pixie,” said Becky. “I want to hear what you’ve been up to for the last three weeks. From just before you were… picked up.”

“Yes Mistress.” Pixie automatically responded, pausing and sobbing as she realised what she’d just said.

“Pixie didn’t know why she was in a girl’s body, but Mistress had promised to take her to get help. On mistresses suggestion, Pixie wore the sex toy to keep herself entertained on the trip.”

“And what happened on that trip?” asked Zack eagerly.

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“Pixie turned around and Mistress was gone! Pixie felt so scared, and then some men put a bag over her head! Pixie doesn’t remember much else because she…. went to sleep.”

“Well Pixie, you should know, Mistress paid those men to escort you. She did it because of how horrible you used to be. Where did they take you?”

Pixie look around her owners and saw no sympathy in their eyes as she continued.

“The men did things to Pixie. They strapped machines to her, and vibrators and toys, and they…..”

“What did they do, Pixie?”

Pixie shuffled uncomfortably, subconsciously grinding her thighs together in a display of arousal.

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“They made Pixie cum. Again and again and again. They wouldn’t let Pixie sleep, they just made her pussy and her titties feel good until she couldn’t think no more.”

Zack shuffled a little, his erection becoming apparent.

“Then what did they do Pixie?”

“They stopped making Pixie cum. They just plugged up her holes and left her… Pixie was soo horny… They wouldn’t let her cum unles she begged. So Pixie begged. Pixie pleaded. But instead of turning the toys back on, they started feeding Pixie… Started making her drink huge cups of…. They called it Nectar.”

“And what happened when you drank the Nectar?”

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“Pixie’s body started changing…. Her titties grew, her nipples became more sensitive, her pussy and her sluthole got all throbbing and desperate…. Pixie couldn’t even think to beg… She just drank and drank until she was full….”

“That’s not all it does!” interrupted Zack, “It also changes you hair to be pink whenever you’re sexually aroused!”

“But her hair has been pink the whole time….” Josie wondered out loud.

“Exactly!” crowed Zack.

“Kids, shush,” interjected Becky. “Carry on Pixie. What happened after that?”

Pixie started lightly swaying, her eyes half closed as though she was drunk.

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“Pixie was put into…. A room… Hard to remember… Lights, voices, swirling… Vibration… Cummmmminggggggg!!!!”

The Pink-haired little doll started twitching, her hips rolling, her belly spasming as remembering this experience sent her into a bucking orgasm. The Family watched her cautiously, but her high-heeled feet remained firmly where she had planted them. Even a brainwashing-induced orgasm couldn’t get her to move from where she had been ordered to stand.

As Pixie stood there panting, Becky approached her and yanked down her black tights, exposing her glistening swollen pussy, and her abnormally large clit adorned with a shiny silver ring, to the room.“

"Here’s the deal Ken-sorry, Pixie” she said menacingly up to him, as she showed him the ring he had never seen before. “You were a slutty husband and a terrible father. You beat me. You belittled your children at every chance you got, you even told Josie’s college scout that she was a "disgusting slut.”
“We were sick of you, so we hired a company called GirlDoll to put you into that first body. That was us. We thought it would teach you a lesson.”

“But it didn’t!” said Zack. “You were just as much of an asshole as always!”

“So we took things one step further. We sent you to the modding lab to be pleasure conditioned,” continued Josie.

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“And this ring here in your big fat sissy clit is going to make sure you’re never disobedient ever again!” Becky finished, glowering. “See this little ball? Theres a microscopic little bell inside it, it will ring every time you obey an order and send little sissy shivers down your spine.”

“We’re not going to force you to do anything you don’t want to do, you’ll jump through hoops te feel that bell ringing in your cunt” jeered Zack as Pixie timidly shook, realising her new reality.

“Oh and that Nectar? That was tailor made especially for you. I know you’re totally addicted to it, so luckily we made sure there’s a fresh source nearby!

Pixie'a eyes widened and her mouth watered at the prospect of more nectar.

"Wh…. Where is it? Pixie needs it…..”

“Oh it’s right here,” said Zack, gesturing to his crotch. “It comes from my balls.”

Pixie’s face fell as she struggled with her next hurdle.

“Zack Attack, puh…please give Pixie some… Please let Pixie suck your b-balls dry… Pixie needs it…”

Zack chuckled, knowing how humiliated his former father must be.

“Meh, maybe later,” he replied, nonchalantly.

The desperation started creeping into Pixie’s adorable face.

“No.. No you don’t understand… Pixie needs it… Pixie actually needs it to survive…. Pixie will die without it…”

“Oh, I know. I actually put that in my request section when we designed you. But if you want any, you’ll have to beg a whole lot harder than THAT!”

“And make dinner,” chimed in Becky

“And clean the whole house!” added Josie.

“And put on this tutu and jiggle your butt for us every time we look at you!” 

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Zack cackled as Pixie shuffled off to the kitchen, begging for cock and moaning as his clit-bell chimed as he obeyed an order.

The family of three shared another moment together, and then followed their new fuckdoll to the kitchen to continue torturing her.

And they all lived happily ever after.

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Except Pixie. She lived the rest of her life as a cum-addicted fucktoy. So yeah.

The End.

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You need to stop… You need to stop masturbating… Watching porn in your flatmate’s GirlDoll was not a great idea… The “seeing a penis causes arousal” setting is on… And it’s creating a neverending loop. Every time you look at the screen in front of...
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You need to stop… You need to stop masturbating… Watching porn in your flatmate’s GirlDoll was not a great idea… The “seeing a penis causes arousal” setting is on… And it’s creating a neverending loop. Every time you look at the screen in front of you, you get wildly horny and furiously masturbate until you cum. During the moment of post-orgasmic bliss, you can’t resist the temptation to look at the screen again….

You’ve been trapped for 2 hours, in that time you’ve cum over a dozen times…. You’re exhausted, your flatmate will be home any minute…. You need to take this opportunity and transfer your mind ba-

Damn. You looked at the screen again. That delicious looking cock had entrapped you once more….

You hear a key turning in the lock as you pinch your nipple and your hand snakes down to your overstimulated, worn out pussy… Looks like they’re about to find out that you use their stuff when they aren’t home…

Hopefully they’ll help you… If you’re lucky and theyre in a forgiving mood….. you can finally, FINALLY get fucked with a real live hard cock!

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Ryan was only going to use the OtherSight Spell to find out where his little sister Tess was keeping the cash she’d lifted from his sock drawer…. He thought hed spend half an hour seeing through her eyes, hearing her thoughts, feeling what she felt….

But right as he cast the spell and gained her perspective, Tess had stolen away for some “private time” with her favourite toy…. He reeled as she rammed it inside herself and came her slutty brains out….. And now Ryan finds himself casting OtherSight every time his naughty sister locks her door.

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Bad Boys ARE for You

From: Kim - Babe, please don’t make me do this…. I’m sorry okay! I won’t do it again! (message sent 4:50pm)

From: Dennis - Nuh-uh! You want to come to my job and embarrass me to entertain your douchey new friends? You can work my shift tonight! (message sent 4:50pm)

From: Dennis -And if you have any ideas about getting your body back after work, you’ll send me every damn selfie I tell you to. Make it good, your mates want to see some cleavage! (message sent 4:51pm)

From: Kim - Okay…. but just this one, right? I don’t want these guys to think you’d cheat on me? (message sent 4:52pm)

From: Dennis - That’s not what you were thinking about last night! Flashing my top up for your idiot mate Don. You’re lucky this is all I do to you. Now send the selfie or you can work my whole week for me. (message sent 4:54pm)

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To: Don, Jack, Henry, Josh, Dennis. From: Kim - Great to see you boys last night! Thanks for ALL the tips! XX Kim (message sent 4:56pm)

From: Dennis - Good. How does that feel? To be just a set of tits attached to “just a waitress?” (message sent 4:56pm)

From: Kim - Okay, you’ve made your point… It’s embarrassing okay…. I gotta start your shift now. (message sent 4:58pm)

From: Dennis - Don’t forget, you’ve gotta send another every hour! (message sent 4:59pm)

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To: Don, Jack, Henry, Josh, Dennis. From: Kim - Hooters! Come down and say hi boys! Maybe you’ll see more of all this! (message sent 6:08pm)

From: Dennis - Ha! I knew that would sound funny! Also btw you’re 10 minutes late! (message sent 6:11pm)

From: Kim - I know I’m sorry, there were these customers. They were being assholes and one tried to put a spoon up my butt!  (message sent 6:11pm)

From: Dennis - Awwww what’s the matter? Can’t handle being “just a waitress” babe? Welcome to hospo! How are you doing on tips?  (message sent 6:12pm)

From: Kim - I’ve made none? Am I supposed to be going for tips?  (message sent 6:12pm)

From: Dennis - Not gonna eat very well this week if you don’t! Tell ya what, make $100 in tips tonight, and I won’t mess with your brain anymore! (message sent 6:13pm)

From: Kim - What did you do…. I feel funny…. Slow. Bubbly. Did you do this to me? (message sent 6:17pm)

From: Dennis - Haha. Good luck out there! Get your flirt on and make dat monaaayyyy!  (message sent 6:18pm)

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To: Don, Jack, Henry, Josh, Dennis. From: Kim - Heeeey boys….. You’re all missing out! There’s so many yummy guys here, I might have to pick another while I wait hehehe xxxxKIMMY  (message sent 7:30pm)

From: Dennis - Late again! And I didn’t tell you to say that! Where’d you get those terrible ears from?  (message sent 7:32pm)

From: Kim - hehe a cuuuuute customer gave them to me! they were his tip arent they hawt?!  (message sent 7:33pm)

From: Dennis - Maybe I overdid it…. No more late snaps! You’re supposed to be be learning a lesson!  (message sent 7:33pm)

From: Kim - soz babe donny is coming to see me im gonna drink with him after my shift! i dunno if ill have time for more pix tho kay don’t wait up he said he wants to give me somethin omg fun rytttt!!!!!  (message sent 7:34pm)

From: Dennis - No! No! Do not hang out with that douche! You come home straight after work!  (message sent 7:35pm)

From: Kim - bossy much? I’m not your property luv and anyway donnys gonna pay! if ur not careful i myt go be his gf insteada urs lol :p hes a total bad boy and im kinda into that (message sent 7:36pm)

From: Kim - have good night cya whenever i make it home lolol mwah! (message sent 7:37pm)

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My cap swap for @evie-hyde​ I hope you love it as much as I loved yours! xox

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