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I didn't know how I could be so lucky. All of my life I have dreamed of what it was like to be a woman. To wear dresses and makeup, to go out on fancy dates with rich men, to feel sexy and powerful. My name is Martin, and I'm not religious, nor superstitious, but it really seemed as if the stars or planets had aligned in my favor. ------ A few weeks before I was at a Korean mall buying clothes and other odds and ends, when I stumbled upon a section of the mall I had never seen before. There were stores that smelled old and stale, and sold what seemed to be trinkets and home decorations. I perused a few, but one particular store caught my attention. I browsed the small store, looking through their wares, most of which seemed to be old looking carved stone statues and figures. A woman spoke to me. "Hello sir, is there anything particular you are looking for?" asked the elderly Asian women in a thin accent. "No I don't think so. I was just here to buy clothes, but I really like what you have here. Is there anything you would recommend to decorate a small apartment?" "Yes, there are many things I can recommend to you," she responded, "but I think that you would be much more interested in our other selection of items. Come." She reached out and took my arm, leading me through a door in the back of the store. We walked into what seemed like a storage room. She switched on a light to reveal a small room about the same size as the store outside, filled with boxes and dust. We continued down a small path around the boxes. I started to feel worried. "Um, what exactly is it you think I'm interested in?" "I can see your aura, boy. To me a persons aura is as transparent as the sun shining through a glass window," she spoke ominously. We stopped at a corner, and she opened a small chest that rested atop another stack of boxes. Inside of the chest were what appeared to be cheap jewelry. She pulled out a small, clear, perfectly round stone that was inside of a small plastic bag. "My boy, I know that your desire is to explore the wonders of the finer sex." Her gaze struck fear and anxiety into my heart. I had never told anyone about my longing to be a woman. I'm not a homosexual, and I don't want to get surgery or anything. It had always just been a deep, personal fantasy. "Wh- what?" I asked, taken aback. "My boy, it is not your place to question me. Part of my duties are to help people to see what they thought only impossible. I will take no less than $500 for this stone. If you were to touch this stone along with the personal belonging of another, you will become that person. You have my guarantee." "Hey lady, this is really weird, and frankly too much for me. How do you expect me to believe what you're telling me? On top of that, $500 is almost my entire paycheck." Without missing a beat, she removed the stone from the bag and grabbed my arm with more force than I could possibly imagine this woman having. Staring me in the eye the entire time, I watched as within about a span of a minute I was staring at a perfect copy of myself. I nearly fainted. I tried to fathom what was actually happening, but my heart was racing a mile a minute and I couldn't tell if I was still in reality or some horrible coma. "I'll... I'll take it," I stammered stupidly. I fumbled in my wallet for the five one-hundred dollar bills that I had left and we made the exchange. ------ I felt like my entire life had been leading up to this moment. I had it all planned out. I had a young neighbor named Holly, who as it turned out was going away to visit her parents this coming weekend. We were casual aquaintances, so as she left I planned to ask her to use her laptop, and in doing so steal some of her clothes so that I could spend the weekend in her body. It had been two weeks since I purchased the stone. When I bought it I remember staring at it for hours, and while I still had my doubts, I was able to turn into my cousin during a family visit the past weekend. All my doubts at this point were gone, and I was counting the minutes until it was time to carry out my plan. It was Friday afternoon and I sat by my aparment door, waiting to hear Holly as she left. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, but I knew that I had to push the fear aside. At about six o'clock I heard the door open. I waited a few seconds until I heard her put the keys into the knob to lock up, and I made my move. I pretended to be in a rush, and I ran out to greet Holly. "Holly hey!! I'm sorry, were you about to take off?" I asked. I was worried that my voice was shaking, but I carried on. "Hey Martin, yeah I'm off to my parents for the weekend. I might have mentioned it." "Yeah you did. Say is your internet working? My laptop is getting fixed right now and I was wondering if I could use yours for a bit. Sorry for the late notice. I have a possible job interview so I really need to check my email," I lied. "Yeah of course. I really have to run, but just lock up when you're done, okay?" Holly unlocked the door and let me into her apartment. "Thank you so much Holly, you're totally saving my life right now! Have fun at your parentS!" "Oh, yeah, right," she said sarcastically. I was in her apartment. I couldn't believe my plan had worked. Holly was, in a word, gorgeous. She was 19 and lived alone in the apartment next to mine. She attended the nearby university and her parents, who were well off, were renting an apartment for her so that she didn't have to live on campus. She probably could have been a model. She was about 5'7" with long, dirty blond hair that reached her back. She was thin and toned, with amazing long legs that led to an amazing ass and waist. Her breasts were also very nice, about a C or D cup I had guessed. She had lovely blue eyes, and rarely wore makeup. She was a knockout. She had been living next to me for about a year or so, and we had hung out a few times. I never tried to make a pass at her or anything, but we were neighborly to each other and had a good repore. She mostly came over because I was 26, and she needed me to buy alcohol for her on occasion. One thing I knew about her is that she had a few older sisters, and upon one of them renewing their last drivers license had given her her old one, so she would use it to get into bars and buy alcohol for herself. I stood in the entrance of her apartment and soaked it all in. I grabbed her sister's old drivers license from a cup where I knew Holly kept her things. I walked into her bedroom and began searching for clothes. From her dirty laundry pile I grabbed short black dress. I found a black thong and bra nearby. My heart was racing. I thought it was going to explode out of my chest. The last thing I needed was shoes. I was searching through her closet, when suddenly I heard the apartment door burst open and Holly rush in. Not knowing what to do, I jumped into the bathroom and shut the door as fast as I could. "Martin are you still in here?" yelled Holly. "Uh, yeah sorry Holly! I really needed to use the bathroom," I stammered in reply. "Okay..." she said, sounding a bit disgusted. "I forgot my purse, but I'm leaving now. Make sure you lock the door when you leave!" I thought I was going to die. The thought of Holly seeing me rummaging through her clothes was unbearable. I heard her lock the door, and I sat in the bathroom for about 10 minutes before I thought the coast was clear. I grabbed a pair of heels, locked her door and returned to my apartment. I knew that Holly mostly went to bars nearby, so my plan was to drive out of town about an hour so that I wouldn't run into anybody she might know. It was early still, so I had time to relax around the house a bit. I started to have devious thoughts. I walked in front of my bathroom mirror and looked at myself. I figured myself to be a decent looking guy. I was about 5'9" myself with short black hair. I wasn't completely ripped or anything, but I worked out when I could so I had a physique I was happy with. I hadn't had a girlfriend in a while, but that was by choice. I enjoyed the freedom of my bachelor lifestyle. "Screw it, let's do it now," I said to myself aloud. I took off my shirt, and then my shoes, pants, socks, and boxers. I was soon standing naked in front of the mirror. When I had changed into my cousin previously, I held a shirt that I had of hers in one hand and the stone in the other, so I figured I would do the same this time. In one hand I held Holly's thong, and with the other I picked up the stone from beside the sink. The changes lasted about a minute, and were relatively painless. As I held both objects I watched myself change in the mirror. First I began to lose height, althought not much. My body slowly took on an androgynous shape. My entire body became much softer looking. I lost all of the definition of my muscles. The first major changes began with my face. I watched my eyes change from dark brown to a bright blue. I could feel my cheekbones pull up under my cheeks and become more prominent. I had lost all the stubble on my face, and it became slightly more oval shaped and softer. Soft round freckles appeared above my cheeks. My hair started to grow and change color. My bangs were in my eyes and I could feel hair tickle down my back. I watched my lips becomes slightly fuller and pink. The hair on my arms became much shorter and lighter in color. I watched as my hands became smaller and delicate, and my fingers thinned. The soft outline of my ribcage pushed under up my chest and forced me to take a deep breath. My nipples grew to about three times their size and became rose colored and oval shaped. The points of my nipples also grew. I watched the flesh pour under my nipples, and I soon had full, amazing breasts. My waist had already become much thinner and I felt my hips start to widen. I arched my back slightly as I felt my butt start to push outward. My legs thinned, and my thighs and ass continued to grow. My penis had already shrunk to about half it's size, and my testicles and scrotum followed suit. I felt a pulling sensation continue until my manhood was no longer visible, and I was left with a tuft of pubic hair over a perfect, sexy vagina. Soon the change was complete. I couldn't help but smile. "Hi, my name is Holly," I said to myself in the mirror. I sexily walked over to my bed and laid down. I gazed down the length of my new body. I started to cup and squeeze my breasts. I had always wondered what Holly looked like naked, and I was far from disappointed. I lowered my hands down my body and started rubbing my waist, and then my stomach, teasing myself and my new sex. My entire body felt sensitive. I felt so sexy and confident. I was a beautiful young woman. I started rubbing the tips of my fingers over my new pussy. I let myself moan aloud as I continued to rub and tease myself. I could feel my hands and thighs getting wet. I started to rub and press my clit with my middle finger. I had never felt so aroused. As a man I would masturbate out of necessity, but as a woman it was a spiritual experience. I thought about meeting another girl that was as sexy as me and letting her go down on me. I imagined pulling my legs toward my body and her soft tongue exploring every last bit of my pussy. I imagined kissing her and rubbing my pussy against her sexy legs as our breasts sensually rubbed together. By now my middle finger was deep inside and I was pushing it in and out faster and faster until I finally cried out. "Ahhh, oh god, oh GOD!" I watched my breasts heave up and down as I calmed down from my orgasm. Thin beads of sweat lined my body. I felt a bit tired, so I curled up and took a nap. ------ I awoke feeling relaxed and refreshed. I knew I was still Holly, and it felt amazing. I got into the shower and I washed myself, getting ready for my big night out. After I dried myself, I slid on the thong. It felt sexy as it slid past my thighs and rested just inside my ass. I wrapped the bra around my waist and fastened it in front of myself, turned it around and fit my arms through the straps. I then adjusted my breasts into the cups of the bra. I couldn't believe how good Holly could look with such little effort. Next I slid the dress over my head and pulled it down my body, again making sure to fit my arms under the straps. I adjusted the straps of the dress and bra over my shoulders and pulled my breasts up to make the bra an dress fit more comfortably. I had bought a little bit of simple makeup at the drug store during the week, and watched videos on the internet so I could figure out how to apply it properly. I put some light makeup on my eyes and cheeks, and then a bit of lip gloss. I wasn't sure what to do with my hair, and I found I couldn't properly put it up in a pony tail, let alone any other hairstyle, so I let it be. It was about 10 o'clock, so I was ready to make my way. I had taken a matching purse from Holly's closet, so I lazily threw my own wallet, phone, and the fake ID inside. I called a taxi and waited nervously in my living room. I decided to take a shot of whiskey to calm my nervers, but my taste buds must have also changed. I coughed and almost gagged after I took the shot. I walked into the bathroom and took one last look at myself. I had seen Holly dressed up before, but this was something else entirely. I knew I looked stunning. My intention was to hook up with someone that night, I imagined how easy it would be to just sit at a bar and end up with any person I chose to go home with. After about twenty minutes the taxy arrived. We drove for about an hour and finally arrived to the area out of town where I knew of a few night clubs. I chose one called White Star. I was about 11:30 when I arrived. I paid the driver and sat down at the bar inside. The bouncer at door didn't even ask for the ID. The club was very crowded and filled with people, everyone dressed up and hungry for an encounter. I ordered a margarita and found that it was much more to the taste of my new body. Trying to act as much like a lady as possible, I sat on the bar stool with my legs crossed. My plan was to sit and wait for someone to try and pick up on me. After less than ten minutes, a dark haired guy approached me. "Hey doll, I haven't seen you here before." "That's cause I've never been here before," I answered coldly. "Well I would know. I'm here every week. The name's Justin. Let me buy you a drink, doll." Without letting me answer he flagged down the bartender and ordered me another margarita. I was feeling buzzed, so I let Justin sit next to me. He looked like a complete douche. He was about an inch shorter than me, although I was wearing heels. He had his dark hair slicked back and was wearing a navy blue button-up shirt with the top buttons left open. I could see traces of chest hair coming out of his shirt. I lied and told him that my name was Nancy, and that I was having a few drinks and waiting for my friends to show up. Justin ordered a shot of whiskey for himself and we idly chatted while I finished my second margarita. "It's been like a half hour. When are your friends showing up?" Justin asked sarcastically. "I don't know, let me call them!" I pretended to press buttons on my phone for a few seconds. "While you wait, have a shot with me!" yelled Justin as loud as he could over the music. We probably drank together for an hour or so, and after three tequila shots I was feeling extremely tipsy. "Come here, doll," Justin said to me, taking my hand. I followed him to the bathroom. We entered a stall in the womens bathroom, and Justin proceeded to poor a white powder on the toilet paper dispenser. He cut the powder into lines and handed me a rolled up $100 bill. Without coaxing, I took the bill, pressed a nostril close and inhaled the cocaine with the other. As soon as I finished the first line my head shot up and I immediately felt a rush throughout my body. "It's good, right doll?" asked Justing, taking two lines for himself. "I have one more present for you," he said. He pulled out a small baggy that contained three pills in it. He removed one and handed it to me. "Hey man, thanks for the drinks and the coke, but I don't want to get date raped tonight." "Aw come on, doll. I'm not like that. Look, here." He bit the bill in half, swallowed his half, and opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to show me that he has swallowed. I took the other half for myself and swallowed it. "We're gonna have fun tonight, you and me. I promise," Justin said. We made our way out of the bathroom and sat down on a couch in the VIP section. We talked as much as we could over the music. After time had passed I felt the effects of the pill start to kick in. I fought against my eyes rolling back in my head as a hot feeling grew in my stomach. All of the flashing lights in the club seemed to explode. I looked over at Justin and could see that he felt the same. "It's good, right?" he asked through a smile. I grabbed the back of his head with my hand and started to kiss him. Our tongues sloppily reached around each others mouths. I could feel his hand start to rub the side of my breast. I was getting exremely turned on. I stopped Justin for a second. "Baby," I said, "I'm getting really horny." Without a word Justin took my hand and we wandered our way out of the club. He had a nice Acura that was parked nearby, and he opened the door for me to get into the car. "There's a place near here we can go," he explained to me. "Good," I answered. "I want you to fuck my brains out." Justin manically drove to what I assumed was going to be a motel. I could tell he was struggling to follow the limits and maintain control of the car. I reached over and began to rub the inside of his leg. As his cock became hard I started to rub it on the outside of his jeans. I was struggling myself not to get naked and take him right there in the car. We soon arrived at a small motel. He told me to wait in the car, and within five minutes he was back holding a room key. He opened the door for me and we walked into the motel from the side entrance. As he started to unlock the door I pulled his face in and began to kiss him again. The combination of the drugs and alcohol mixed with my intense arousal was overwhelming. He pushed the door open with one arm, still kissing me, slammed it, threw the key and picked me up. With in seconds he had thrown me on the bed. He pushed his head under my dress and pulled my thong off with his teeth. "You smell so good, doll," he said to me in a low voice. He pushed his head back under my dress and began greedily licking my pussy. I started to moan loudly. "Oh, fuck. Yes! YES!" I screamed. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, pulling my legs over his shoulders. While he was licking my clit, he gently slid two fingers into my pussy and began fingering me as well. I had to try and contain myself as my legs began bucking wildly with every sensation of his tongue. I pushed his head off of my pussy and scooted back a bit. I sat up on my knees and he helped me pull my dress over my head. I reached back and struggled to unhook the bra. "Let me get that for you," he said and expertly unhooked it with one hand. I started to kiss him again. Tasting my own juices in his mouth only made me more horny. As we kissed he started to rub my pussy again. I turned around and got on my hands and knees. I turned around and looked him in the eyes and smiled. He pulled down his pants and boxers, and I caught a glimpse of his thick shaft ready to penetrate me. He got behind me and I guided his cock inside of me. He immediately grabbed my hips and began fucking me as hard and fast as he could. "Oh... uhhnnnn.... yeah baby..." I moaned in delight. He continued to fuck me. His cock felt amazing, and I could feel it slightly poking my g-spot. I screamed in pleasure. After a few minutes inside of me I cried out as I came. Without hesitation I scooted forward and guided him off of the bed. I got on my knees in front of him and began stroking him, eager to repay the favor. "You're bad, aren't you baby," he said to me. I looked him in the eye and without breaking my gaze I beagan to suck his cock. I used my fingers to massage his shaft as I licked the tip with my tongue. I went faster and faster until I knew he was about to cum. I pulled my mouth off of him and jerked him off until he came on my tits. A few drops even got on my face. Unable to continue, he laid down on the bed and rested his arm over his eyes while I walked into the bathroom to clean myself off. I thought I would feel ashamed about what had occured, but I figured that I was now a female so it was just a normal fling as any. I hopped in the shower and washed the semen off of my body and face. After a few minutes I got out and dried myself. I walked out as sexy as I could and got on the bed naked next to Justin. "You're worth it, doll," was all he could say to me. I was still high and unable to sleep, but Justin dozed off and was slightly snoring. I decided to leave. I grabbed my purse and noticed the stone slip out of it. "Had I brought the stone on accident?" I wondered. I put it back into the purse, put on my clothes, and walked out of the room, quietly shutting the door behind me. I was thirsty, so I walked to a vending machine and bought myself a bottle of water. As I stood there opening the water, a beautiful Latina walked towards me down the hall. She was a few inches shorter than me, with a short black skirt and a pink tank top with the cleavage from her incredibly large breasts exposed. I couldn't help but stare at her. She had golden caramel skin and long curly hair. Her hair and breasts bounced with every step. "Hi," she said to me smiling as she walked past me. "Hi," I meekly answered. I watched her walk away from me. Her large hips and ass were swaying as she walked. And then it happened. As if by fate I noticed a single hair fall from her shoulders and glisten in the dim light of the hallway. After she exited the motel, I walked over to where the hair fell and found it lying on the ground. Still not in a right state of mind, an absurd thought popped into my head. ------ I walked back to the room where I was with Justin. Thankfully I hadn't closed the door all the way and I let myself back in. Justin was still asleep on the bed, naked except for the shirt that he was wearing. I set the purse back onto the stand and pulled the stone from it. I slowly crept over to Justin and opened his hand. I placed the hair from the beautiful, exotic girl's head into his hand and placed the stone on top of it. I watched in amazement. His other hand still covered his face, but I could see the edges of his face change while he slept. His fingers began to curl up and shrink, and I watched his nails start to grow longer. I could tell his face had changed into that of the Latina I encountered in the hallway earlier. His body became much shorter, and I noticed his waist thin out and a large pair of breasts push up under his shirt. I was getting even more turned on than I was before as I watched him. I watched as his now flaccid penis started to withdraw into his body leaving a dark, shaved pussy in its place. His legs became completely smooth. His thighs became much wider as his hips expanded into seemingly impossible proportions. His body lifted up slightly as his ass became bigger and bigger to match that of the goddess I had seen earlier. He was now a sexy woman. Justin was still asleep, but I couldn't keep myself from licking his pussy. I could smell her new sex in my nostrils, and I began licking between the folds and then pressing her new clit with my tongue. I heard her moan. I was completely on the bed now, my head buried between her powerful new thighs. Although she was still asleep, she moaned louder and louder, her body now sliding back and forth with my rhythm. "Fuck, doll. You're an animal..." she moaned. Not realizing the change in her voice. "Ah god, fuck this feels incredible!" she yelled, now wide awake. As she sat up, her eyes darted to the hair that slid into her view. She quickly stopped me and pulled back onto the bed. "What the fuck is going on!?" was all she could say. I could see the absolute horror in her eyes. She started to look at her long curly hair at first, but then her eyes moved to her feminine manicured nails. "What's going on..." she said, fear over taking her voice. She realized that her legs were now completely smooth. She rubbed her hands between her legs and when it reached her pussy her jaw dropped. "MY FUCKING DICK!!" she screamed jumping off the bed. She fell, but steadied herself at the edge of the bed and then ran into the bathroom. She screamed a loud, piercing feminine scream that only a woman could. I could hear her unbuttoning the shirt and I knew that she was about to see the magnicent tits that now rested on her chest. The motel we were in was a bit seedy, so there was no reaction to the scream. Justin slowly walked out of the bathroom and looked at me in desparation. "Nancy what's happening to me?" she said, fighting back tears. "Nothing, baby. We met at the club last night remember?" I said smiling, forgetting for a second that I told her my name was Nancy. "We came back here and we ate out each others pussy, don't you remember?" "But I'm a... I'm a man..." "I've never seen a pair of tits like that on a man, baby." I answered. I was still really high, but I could tell that Justin was now stone sober. "What's wrong, hon? You want mama to make you feel better?" "This is just a dream. This is just a weird, horrible dream," Justin said to herself. "It's a great dream, baby. Let me make you feel good." I could only assume that Justin was completely disassociated with reality at this point. He gave in and let me kiss his breasts. They were even better than Holly's. They were much bigger, with large dark chocolate brown nipples. I sucked them hard and nibbled on them between my teeth. Justin's eyes were closed and she seemed to be enjoying what I was doing. We both got back onto the bed and I began to kiss her passionately. As I kissed her I rubbed my fingers over her new pussy and I could feel her getting wet. "If this is a dream, this feels really fucking good..." she said. I put two of my fingers deep insider of her as we continued kissing. She moaned with my tongue still inside of her mouth. "Fuck!" she yelled as her body began shaking back and forth on the bed violently. I knew I had made her experience a female orgasm. Most likely tired from the drugs and the sex, Justin turned away from me and fell back asleep. I left her there on the bed, gathered my things, and called another taxi. ------ I awoke the next day feeling like a million dollars. I was in my own bed naked, still in Holly's body. I had errands to run, so although I felt a bit sad about it. I took the stone out of Holly's purse and changed myself back. About six months earlier Holly and I had exchanged aparment keys in case either one of us accidentally locked ourselves out, so I took Holly's clothes, shoes, and purse back to her house. I left the stone in its baggy on my kitchen table. I felt completely smug about my experience, and I didn't even care that I had ruined Justin's life by turning him into a woman and leaving him in the motel room. I grabbed my keys and made my way out. I needed to go to the store and get grocieries, so that was my first stop. I found everything I needed, but as I reached down for my wallet to pay I noticed it wasn't there. I must have accidentally left it at home. "Shoot, I'm sorry. I think I forgot my wallet at home. I'll be right back." It had been a few hours since I left to run my errands, and I felt a bit annoyed that I had wasted so much time grocery shopping without my wallet. I opened my apartment door to the shock of my life. Sitting on my couch was both Holly and Justin. Justin was no longer a woman, but his former self. I felt an urge to vomit, and I could feel my face become pale. "Don't try to leave mother fucker," Justin said in a throaty voice as he approached me holding a kitchen knife. "Don't bother explaining yourself, Martin. Justin and I pieced it together." said Holly with an anger I've never heard in her voice before. I sat down in the living room across from them, speechless. Holly started. "You left your wallet at the hotel, Martin. Justin found it and came back here looking for you. I came home early, about an hour ago, and saw a girl crying in front of your door." "Fuck..." I said under my breath. "Justin started screaming at me, calling me Nancy and going on about how we hooked up last night, and that I'd changed him into a woman. Which is obviously fucking impossible, right?" Holly continued. Justin was staring at me with the devil in his eyes, holding the knife in a ready position the entire time. "I was able to finally calm her, well him, down, and I used the key you left me to open your door. The first thing we saw was the stone on your table." I was overwhelmed with emotion. I couldn't scream. I couldn't say anything to defend myself. My stomach was in knots. "Obviously we figured out how to use it because Justin is himself now. So that means it was your sick fucking fantasy to be me and have sex with another man, and if that weren't awful enough, you changed poor Justin too." I tried to speak. "Don't even try to defend yourself, you sick fuck..." Justin shot up and punched me with a left hook directly in the jaw as hard as he could. In a daze I fell to the floor. The last thing I saw was Justin swinging a bottle at full force towards the back of my head. ------ I woke up hours later, my head still throbbing. Immediately I remembered the encounter I had with Holly and Justin in my living room. I was on my back staring at the roof for what seemed like hours. Finally I decided I had to get up and face the music. I tried to lift myself up with my arms and immediately fell back. It felt like there was a weight on my chest. With more force than the first time I was able to sit up. I gasped. I had enormous breasts. I was wearing a tiny pink tee shirt and the hem would barely reach the middle of my stomach due to the size of my breasts. "What the hell?" I gasped again. My voice was high and slightly nasal. I was wearing tiny pink matching pajama shorts. My legs were clearly feminine as well and I knew that I was a woman again somehow. My voice didn't sound like Holly's though. It was different. I got up and walked into the bathroom. It was hard to stand straight from the weight of my breasts. I looked at myself in the mirror dumbfounded. I was a woman again, probably the same age as Holly. I wasn't ugly, but I wasn't beautiful either. My hair was straight and black and fell slightly past my shoulders. My face was thin and plain. I had a very large nose that rose to a point in the middle. I wasn't chubby, but I wasn't skinny either. My hips only slightly protruded from my sides, and I could tell I had a really big ass. My skin was very pale, as if I had barely been in the sun. "Who the hell am I?" I said in my slightly annoying, nasal voice. My first reaction was to run to Holly's aparment, my large breasts violently bouncing with each step. I wasn't wearing a bra, so my nipples painfully rubbed the materially of the shirt and began to harden. I started pounding on Holly's door. "Holly? HOLLY??? Fuck, I'm sorry! Change me back PLEASE!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "I thought this is what you wanted, asshole? We had a Russian exchange student at our school and she left some clothes at my house. She's already left the country though, so I'm sure she won't mind that you have her body now." "Holly please! I'll fucking do anything PLEASE!" I continued to scream. "You know what you fucking psycho, after we changed you I flushed that stupid rock down the toilet. Enjoy the rest of your life, you fucking slut." There was no remorse in her voice. As I reached up to pound on the door again I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Is there a problem, miss?" said an apartment security guard in a stern tone. Holly opened the door. "I don't know who this girl is! She says I slept with her boyfriend or something, but I've never seen her before in my life!" "Let's go," said the security guard, forcing my arms behind my back and pushing me towards the exit of the apartment complex. I had no fight left in me. He forced me out and locked the gate behind me. I started to cry while I walked down the street. Miraculously, I felt what seemed like a credit card in the pocket of the pajama shorts. For whatever reason, Holly and Justin must have put my debit card into the pocket. The bank was a few blocks away, so I decided the only thing I could do was get some cash and a hotel room to plan my next move. I was overwhelmed with emotion. I was mad and regretful, and still crying, but I supposed I couldn't be mad after what I did to Holly and Justin. I was stuck in this body though, and didn't know what to do. I had always fantasized about being a woman, but I had never wanted to stay a woman forever. I must have looked like a freak as I walked to the bank. A girl that looked like me, only wearing pajamas walking down the street. I arrived at the bank and inserted the card. Immediately in all caps I saw the word STOLEN flashing on the screen. My heart sank. I defeatedly walked to a nearby bench and started to cry into my hands. My arms pressed into my breasts as I cried, and I noticed that as I cried my body reacted by sniffling and snorting loudly, which only made me cry harder. "Are you alright, miss?" asked a male voice. I looked up. He was probably in his early thirties and quite average looking. I immediately responded with lies. "I'm sorry, I just got here from out of town and I my boyfriend and I just got into a huge fight. I don't have any money, just the clothes on my back and..." Even though I was lying about how I got here, the thought that I was broke and literally only had the clothes I was wearing made me cry again. He akwardly stepped toward me and tried to comfort me by rubbing my back. "It's okay," he said. "Maybe I can... maybe I can help somehow?" "Help me how!?" I said with my face still in my hands. I couldn't believe how obnoxious my new voice was. "Look, I'm parked near here. Maybe we can go get you some better clothes?" "Why would you do that for me? I don't even know you..." I said trying to continue in my despair, although I was starting to feel a bit relieved. I followed him around the block to his car. I would have been scared, but he seemed like a pushover, and a bit like he hadn't been with many women himself. He told me his name was John, and we drove to a nearby clothing store. I lied and told him my name was Anna. I couldn't believe within an hour of my life changing so drastically that I was using someone for their money. I told him that I didn't want to talk about my fake break-up, and he walked me into the store. "How can I help you?" a middle aged woman asked me. "I just lost my suitcase at the airport and I need basically everything," I explained to her. "Sure, hon. Sorry to hear that. Well let's start with underwear, what size are you?" I did my best to lie and explain that I didn't know because I had recently lost weight. She measured my bra size at 38E. I picked out a black bra, and in an effort to continue my charade with John I picked out some sexy lace panties. I also got a pair of tight black spandex pants and a white tank top. I walked into the dressing room to try everything on. I took off my tiny shirt and the shorts and looked at myself in the mirror. My breasts were large and wide, and my light almost white nipples rested at the bottom of them. My ass was really big and i could see small lines of cellulite towards the bottom. My pussy has a small black V of hair and a little bittle of stubble around it. "I'm just going to have to work with what I have..." I thought to myself. I put on the panties and the spandex pants. The panties were clearly visible through the sheer material. I tried my best to put on the bra and then the tank top. My bra was also visible through the shirt, and the bra was squeezing my breasts so that my cleavage was popping out through top the tank top. I looked like a sloppy mess, but I figured that maybe I could try to keep squeezing John for a bit more money. This was my new life, the life of a scheming, trashy woman. ------ It was dark when we got to John's aparment. He lived about twenty minutes away, so I knew I wouldn't be seeing Holly nearby. "I'm sorry John, thank you so much for letting me stay with you and for buying me clothes, but I'm really exhausted." "It's really no problem. Go ahead and take my room and I'll sleep out here on the couch." I coyly thanked him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I found it extremely easy at this point to be devious and get my way. I walked into his bedroom and closed the door behind me. I got into bed, but the bra was beginning to feel uncomfortable. I sat up and looked at myself. His closet door had large mirrors on the outside of it. I stood up and took off my shirt. I realized that I felt very femenine. I admired my curves in the mirror. Next I took off the spandex pants. I felt incredibly sexy as I stood in the mirror, turning and taking in my new body. Without another though, I walked out into the living room. The lights were dim and I could see John lying on the couch. I walked over to him and kneeled down beside him. "Johnny, hon. I just wanted to thank you for everything you did for me just now." He quickly sat up and realized that I was in my underwear. "Uh, um, it's really uh no problem at all..." he said nervously. Without talking, I took his hand and led him into the bedroom. "Lie down..." I told him. He obeyed. I couldn't believe how sexy and powerful I felt. I knew I was completely in control of this man. I unbuttoned his pants, unzipped them, and pulled them down his legs. I opened the front of his boxers and let his cock slide out. It immediately became erect. It wasn't as big as Justin's the night before, but I didn't care. I looked at John, smiling and began to rub his manhood with my fingers. I bent down and started kissing it. I took off his boxers. I stood up at the end of the bed and unhooked my bra, my tits falling out freely. I took off my panties and sexily slid toward him. "Do you want me, Johnny?" I cooed. "Yes," was all he could say. I straddled him. I felt warmth coming from my pussy and slid my fingers over it. I was dripping wet. I slid him into me and began riding him. As I rode him I looked at myself in the mirror and watched my breasts bounce up and down with every movement. I sat up and squeezed my tits toward myself, looking down at them. I didn't look at John at all. I pressed my body down onto him as hard as I could and enjoyed my new sex. "Unnhh, oh Johnny fuck me! Fuck me baby!" I said in as sultry a voice as I could. "Ah shit, I'm gonna cum!" he exclaimed to me. "No, not yet baby..." I commanded. When I felt myself about to come, I screamed loudly into the night, and squeezed my tits togther one last time and lay down on his chest. After a few seconds I moved over to his side and used my hand to finish him off. "Thank you baby," I said to him. I couldn't sleep. My mind was racing. If I could use this guy that easily, couldn't I do the same to someone else? I could buy sluttier clothes and find someone with more money, I was sure of it. In the wee hours of the night I quietly put on my clothes. I found John's wallet on the dresser and took all of the cash out of it. I didn't feel one ounce of regret. I was dead set on bettering my situation with the help of my new body. I kissed John on the forehead, and as I left I quietly shut the door behind me.