The Day Tucker Became His Sister Part I
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This is an alternate version of my original story. Hope it's better received.
This is still silly and very simple, but polished after a couple years writing
experience. My only warning is that if you don't like incest (because this is my
most incestful series), be forewarned that a boy does try to impergnate himself
and his mother and sister. This story also contain patricide. Otherwise, enjoy.
The Day Tucker Became His Sister-Redux
By Wolverine
Tucker closed the door behind him and flopped down on his bed. He flipped on
the television and bgan flipping through channels. A chill ran up his spine.
"Tucker..." a voice asked from somewhere unseen. Tucker glanced around as a
migraine set in. "Or should I say fucker? He he. Soon enough."
"Whitney?" Tucker asked. The voice sounded eerily like his sister Whitney, who
shouldn't have been home from college for another day. What the Hell was she
doing in his room now? "Where are you?"
"In you," Whitney's voice stated. A sharp crack emanated from Tucker's back and
he grunted with the sharp pain. He felt of his lower back and found that it had
caved inward like a woman's. "Soon enough, I'll be out of you."
"What the Hell is happening?" Whitney's voice giggled from inside Tucker's
head.
"Hurry and go into my old room. Some of my old undies are in there. You're
going to need them soon enough." An itch in his chest and severe urging from
whereever in his head Whitney was ushered Tucker in Whitney's old room. He went
through her drawers and found the newest underwear she had left behind, trying
not to alert his parents to his search. His shoulder length hair began to
lengthen as he made his way to his room, and his nipples became hard with new
sensitivity. He shut and locked his door and fell back against it. Two small
lumps formed behind his nipples, making his now large nipples stand out from
beneath his shirt. "You better lay down. Once this gets heavy, you're going to
hurt."
"Why is this happening? Whitney, why are you in my head?" Tucker pulled off his
shirt and pants due to some weird urge. He moaned sharply as his thighs
thickened, his muscles growing and new fat deposits forming. Whitney's voice
giggled.
"Well, I'm not exactly Whitney. I'm more a part of you being manipulated to
impersonate her. Our mistress wants to be free, and you are her ticket out.
You're going to have so much fun as me." Tucker giggled out loud, his voice
becoming higher through the giggle. He covered his mouth. His boxers began to
tighten and he looked down to see his ass swelling to Whitney's well formed
size. Tucker let out a sequence of grunts as his hips began to push out. He fell
to his knees, the carpeting of his room feeling strange on his long since
hairless legs. "Fine, if you don't want to lay down, we'll do things your way."
Tucker fell forward on his hands, his bones popping as his hands became
daintier and his nails lengthened. He pushed the hair from his eyes and stared
back at his body. Fat that seemed to magically form rushed its way to his torso,
giving his well toned stomach a slightly fat shape. His nipples hung on mounds
that were now at least a B cup. His breasts burned as the continued to swell.
His ribcage contracted making him wheeze. Tucker's insides shifted around as his
face burned. His sister's features emerged and he smiled weakly from a deep
rooted urge. Tucker sat back on his haunches and played with his shrinking
penis, Whitney's hold on his mind already too deep to fight.
"I am such a slut. Thank you mistress." Tucker moaned as his penis withdrew
completely. He felt his own semen swimming inside him as his testicles withered
away and realeased his loud within him. The new woman giggled. "Will I be
impregnated already?"
Tucker's breasts swelled even larger, now a plump D cup. The burning faded as
gravity took hold and the sense of its pull eased Tucker's turned mind. The last
of Tucker's body clicked into Whitney's plump yet feminine form and his boxer
fell off. Tucker's mind faded into its new drives and thoughts. Whitney began to
lubricate and eventually she was leaking juices down her leg. Whitney reached
inside herself and let out a quiet moan. Tucker was now her completely, though
he'd be back for rest purposes. She felt her body over with her hands and
giggled. A knock came at the door.
"Tucker? Your dad's going to be back from the store soon. He's going to need
help getting the groceries in. What's that giggling in there? Is your girlfriend
over?" Tucker's mom, Sherry, asked. Whitney smiled and flopped around on ass. It
felt good to be so soft. Her breasts began to lactate in preparation for what
she'd have to do now. Mom would have to be turned, just as with every one in
this house. Whitney picked herself up and squeezed her breasts. Milk leaked out
of her nipples and she grinned. Whitney unlocked the door and opened it up.
Sherry stood stunned at the sight of her daughter. "Whitney? Why are you in
Tucker's room? Your nipples...what's wrong with you?"
"Hello 'Mom', it's good to meet you. Mmmm. Time to become like me." Whitney
pounced on the older Sherry, who looked a lot like Whitney already. Whitney knew
that once her magic worked its way through Sherry, Sherry and her would be
better than twins. Whitney sat down on Sherry's meager, sagging chest and shoved
her nipple into Sherry's mouth. She squeezed the milk out into Sherry mouth, and
Sherry went wide eyed. After Sherry's "feeding" was over, Whitney climbed off
Sherry and went back into Tucker's room to dress. Sherry's moans followed her.
"You're going to feel so good soon."
Sherry was a much older woman, who'd had her share of men. Her C cup tits,
which had fed Tucker and Whitney, now sagged. She was sort of heavyset, moreso
than Whitney. In a matter of moments that changed. She screamed as her vagina
tightened, tons of experience diappearing. Her hymen restored itself within. Her
skin smoothed out as years poured off her. Her husband's contributions to their
daughter's looks flowed into her. The weight on her body redistributed itself,
particularly leaving her ass well formed and smaller. Her tits got much of the
fat that wasn't magically removed. Her breasts healed years of gravity's
effects. Her short, conservative hair became a main of blonde just like her
daughter's. Sherry let out one last moan of pleasure before she became
"Whitney". The other Whitney came back with her lingerie now on and looked down
on her new slave, who was now fingering herself in a desperate attempt for the
sexual pleasure she now needed. Whitney smiled at "Whitney."
"Shame that we had to get rid of your other form. I'll bring it back as soon as
I can. I want to fuck Sherry soo much. But for now, sexy, we gotta enjoy each
other's company," Whitney said playfully. "Whitney" giggled. As Whitney tackled
her duplicate, Tucker's father, Wes, entered. Whitney looked around at him.
"Daddy!"
"Whitney? What are you doing?" Wes asked. Whitney's hand shot from her
duplicates lower mouth. Wes recognized the other girl. "Oh my God. What's going
on here? Who are you?"
"Sorry Daddy, you've put me in a spot. I doubt I can change you with the milk I
have now that you know something's wrong. Well, goodbye." Whitney held up her
hand and a knife flew from the kitchen into Wes' back. "Bye bye. Now come here
sexy."
Whitney and "Whitney" went at each other into the night.
* * *
Tucker awoke atop his mother the next day...inside her in fact. He withdrew his
penis and shot up against the wall of the room. She didn't awake but instead
moaned. He had no idea what was going on.
"Calm down little brother, it's just Mom. You and her had such a good time last
night. Too bad I couldn't use your body without turning back into you. She
could've had a real experience, and possibly a trophy of a child," Whitney's
voice came from his head.
"NO! That was you, not me," Tucker replied, clutching his head.
"Whatever, I remember talking to the me-ized you while you fucked her. I'm only
an extension of you however you want to look at it. It was you."
"No!"
"Shut up. There's someone at the door." A knock came from the front door. "It's
sister. Mmmm. Time to meet the real deal. Your family is coming together just at
the right times. Now, let's be generous hosts and go greet her."
Tucker made for the front door. He'd warn Whitney something was wrong with his
head and she could go get help. He flung open the door and began to shout at his
sister, but couldn't squeak out one word. She stared at his nudity, and he
stared at her breasts. He wanted to suckle them. He wanted to violate her mouth.
He wanted her belly to swell with his seed. Whitney giggled inside him, and he
felt his penis rise in full salute.
"That's the spirit Tucker. You want her. I want her. Now take her before you
lose all your boy parts." The real Whitney was stunned.
"Tucker, for God sakes, I don't want to see that," Whitney said. She looked
disgusted at his swollen member. "Hello?"
"Hi Sis. I'm going to have my way with you now," Tucker said absently. He
grabbed Whitney by her breast and pulled her inward, slamming the door with his
foot. He shoved her to the ground, and his thighs begn to shift, which allowed
him to pin her. She screamed as he ripped open her sweater and removed her bra.
Her tits jiggled invitingly to him. He pulled his penis up between them and went
to work. She screamed. Two large bumps formed on his chest. "Mmmm. Dammit, I'm
going to change before we're through."
"Tucker! Stop!" He came as she screamed, launching his sperm into her face and
mouth. As his hips popped outward, he went to her belt and began unfastening it,
fighting off her protests. When he finally got her jeans and panties down, he
licked his now feminine lips at her furry hole. He shoved his penis into her and
began destroying her insides. She began to cry from frustration and pleasure
from the feelings. Tucker's form continued to shift. And eventually, Whitney
felt Tucker pull out and release hold of her as he moaned in intense pleasure.
She stared in disbelief at herself now straddling her. The other her brought
Whitney's mouth to her nipple and a sweet milk flowed into Whitney's mouth. The
Tucker-Whitney pouted at not being able to come inside the real Whitney and gain
her own child. The real Whitney moaned and flailed as the process that had
turned Sherry into a Whitney clone worked in reverse, and "Sherry" emerged. A
sharp cry from Sherry's room signaled her change as well. Soon enough, Whitney,
"Sherry", and "Whitney" were all involved in a huge orgy in the living room.
* * *
The next day was a school day. And Whitney wouldn't let Tucker off with a sick
day.
"You'll want to take days off every day and then others will start to get
suspicious. Besides, I want to look at cute boys and girls. And I want to learn
a couple new tricks," the Whitney in his head told him. He left for school, with
"Whitney" and "Sherry" fucking to keep them busy while Whitney was off at
school.
Whitney held herself at bay despite wanting other teens so bad that Tucker
himself couldn't help but get horny. During the last period of the day, the last
one before winter break in fact, Whitney's self control faded. She spotted the
school's hottest cheerleader with the high school quarterback. She needed them
both. Tucker was forced to lure the couple into a secluded school area, where he
transformed into Whitney. She handled the two teens, her milk easily preying on
their teenage hormones. She relished in their transformations into each other.
The quarterback developed a set of perky, C cup breasts, while the cheerleader
grew an impressive set of chest muscles and a penis. The three fucked until the
end of the period, at which time Whitney was forced to terminate them and leave.
Tucker reemerged and dressed himself in the clothes Whitney had been so kind to
preserve for him. He mad his way home, sick from his actions. What was wrong
with him? How was he going to get rid of this slut inside him? As he pulled his
car into the driveway of his home, he felt Whitney flare up within him and
rushed into the house. It was feeding time again.
To be continued...
Well, actually not. The original sequel portions were good enough in my opinion
to not be redone. I think a lot more of this version. I hope you guys enjoy it.
Tammi
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