Aztec Feastings
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As I sat on the beach with my pretty head still swimming from the intensity of my orgasm, I considered the future. I very much enjoyed being a man and had never regretted my sex once, but now, looking at the world from the eyes of a beautiful woman and feeling her physical and mental sensations, I began to realize that there were definite virtues in being able to switch from male to female. As I looked at my perfect breasts and flat stomach by the dim light of the stars, I still felt a little guilty about not sharing my treasure with Ron, my good friend. Still, he was far more "macho" than I was, and even though we could surely make some kind of monetary profit from my find, I wanted the earrings for my personal use. I didn't think he'd be as enchanted as I was about being able to assume the guise of a gorgeous girl! I thought about Ron some more and realized that along with my new shape, I detected a definite change in my sexuality. Yes, I still had all the memories and thoughts of my male self, but there was something about owning a perfect pair of breasts, shapely thighs and legs, and a moist, warm vagina that had changed the way I thought about my old friend! I suddenly imagined myself in bed with him, trailing my long, black hair over his muscular chest, feeling his cock growing in my dainty hands, and finally succumbing to his physical power over me, parting my legs to let him have his way with me!
I almost ran back to camp and attacked him in his sleeping bag, but decided that that would be a mistake. Even though I was now the opposite sex from him, he would never accept the fact that he was making love to his formerly masculine bearded pal. I'd have to wait until our camping trip was over to be with him the way this body wanted to be with him, or any other man for that matter. With a sigh, I realized that the sun was just about to peek over the ocean horizon and I knew that I had to get back. One last time, I let my slender hands and fingers run through my soft hair and linger over my curvy body. I let my musical voice utter a final pleasurable moan as I massaged my firm breasts, then took off my earrings. Once again, the transformation process began and ended almost immediately, and I found myself gasping for breath in my male body only moments later. I rubbed my now masculine hands over my hairy muscular body and thought wistfully about how much nicer it was to feel smooth supple skin and curves under the probe of my fingers. I heaved myself up, found my shorts, slipped the earrings in my pocket and used the flashlight to make my way back to camp. I managed to slip into my tent and sleeping bag without waking Ron and slept soundly for about three hours before the smell of bacon and coffee awakened me.
For the rest of our trip, I kept my secret secure. By day, we explored, hiked and swam in our island paradise, acting just like the young men that we were. But by night, I would creep away from the camp, don my earrings and become the nimble feminine creature of my fantasies. I found that the woman I became was increasingly insatiable sexually! When I wore my earrings, that was nothing that I didn't fantasize about. I played with myself while little movies showed inside my mind of naked men, naked women, orgies and gang bangs. I imagined myself being raped by huge, hulking masculine monsters, and enjoyed every minute of it. I imagined beautiful women doing slow strip teases in front of me, then pressing their soft bodies into mine as our nipples caressed each other. Once, I even imagined that my flashlight was an enormous cock, and slid it in and out of my sweet mouth while my small fingers brought me to climax between my lovely legs.
Needless to say, I enjoyed my time on the island, both day and night, but when the boat came to pick us up, I was ready to leave... Partly because I was anxious to get back to civilization, hot showers and electricity, but also because I was looking forward to introducing my female self to the world at large!
With my earrings and jewelry box securely packed away in my travel bag, Ron and I began our trip home. We excitedly told the captain about our cave find, and he seemed very interested. He took out a detailed map of the island, and we did our best to mark the approximate location of the cave and the paintings. Even though the captain assured us that he would get a team of archaeologists to work on the blocked entrance, something told me that the secret of the Aztecs would remain hidden from...
We made camp not far from where we beached our rubber raft and walked around surveying our beautiful island. No one could have wished for a more incredible place! The beach was filled with sand as fine as sugar granules, and the ocean itself was as blue as the sky on a cloudless day in paradise! The island was only 3 miles across at its widest point, and in between the shores was a pine and rock forest filled with dense vegetation and beautiful tropical flowers. We were in heaven! That...
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As I lay on the motel bed, still coming down from my incredible orgasm, I thought about the problems my new identity could create for me. As much as I wanted to experience the world in the body of this delectable creature, I was at a loss as to how to do it! Of course, I had no women's clothes, and the clothes that I had, in addition to being filthy from a week's worth of tropical island dirt, would hardly fit around this tight, curvy body. I sat up, subconsciously tossing my long, black...
Jackie had another really hot experience a few days later, which I'll relay. But first, some background. At 25, Ron had married Tanya, a 22-year-old girl he had been dating since college. Tanya was one hot cookie - long, platinum blonde hair, great body. They had what seemed to be a great relationship, muscular studly Ron and his sexy wife. But about four years ago, when he was 30, Ron had an awful experience. He was supposed to be going out of town on a business trip, but when he arrived...
A few weeks later we decided to try out the next pair of rings. These were emblazoned with an eagle, in an intricately carved design. We put on our robes again, and slipped on the rings. After the familiar sensation of transformation passed over me, I awoke to find myself in a taller body, about 5'6. I got up to check myself out in the mirror and was once again stunned. I had turned into a stunningly beautiful blonde. I had long, wavy blonde hair than ran down past my shoulders; a...
"Well these are the last," Ron said. "I wonder what exactly we'll experience with these." It was a good question. So far, the Aztec rings had transformed us into the lovely brunettes Tina and Amber; the petite redheads Jackie and Alyssa; exotic Asian girls Kim and Shay; and sizzling blondes Melany and Shannon. The island certainly must have been diverse, I thought. Of course, the girls had a lot in common - all were quite buxom (although some more than others), had long, luscious hair,...
Soon after, we were at the mall, wearing our Tree rings, shopping. It had become a normal ritual when we experimented with new rings - having to buy a new wardrobe for our ever-changing bodies. On that front, I was pleased these were the last rings to try out. I'd spent a small fortune in women's clothes! As always, we got a lot of stares and glances from men. I thought that since we were so young, black teen-agers, it might diminish the interest of some. But I was wrong - were were ogled...
Well, it finally happened. My reliable Toyota finally bit the dust. I decided it was time for another car something a little different - sporty and exciting. I wanted a red convertible sports car to fit the sexy image I made while driving around wearing one of the Aztec Rings. But I didn't have enough cash on hand to pay for such a pricey car. And I hate taking out loans. I had an idea, however. One Saturday afternoon I slipped on my Feather Ring, and transformed into the petite yet buxom...
Patti soon had Joyce enjoying the other comforts of her decadent lifestyle, having her discard the smart but restrictive clothes she’d arrived in, seeing her welcome the feel of a flowing chiffon dress over her naked body, her breasts outlined wonderfully by the simple tie at the waist, her nipples poking to show her excitement at the near exposure she’d never have dared show before. Patti smirked as as similarly attired Maria greeted their descent of the stairs with a smile. “Oh ... just...
If Chester thought his days of enforced imprisonment by Kay were to be indulged in solitude, he was refreshingly mistaken. His only opportunity to masturbate whilst wallowing in a tense mood of self pity intersected with anxious thoughts about his future, had occured on his return from Diana Publications. His almost immediate spend in submissive honour at the thought of the two stern ladies he’d met there, and the promise of a visit from Lois the next day, was followed by a visit that very...
As Ron and I lay basking in the afterglow of our love session, I felt that secure and protected feeling that so many women tell their lovers about, but so few of us males actually experience. Sure enough, just like I had been told by several of my female lovers, I had a desire to snuggle and be held by my man after making love. Sure enough, just like the typical male that I, myself had so recently been, Ron was trying to fight back that overwhelming desire to go to sleep after making love! As...
Jenny’s morning ride was ecstatic, yet fraught with impatience. She dismounted her steed and went home, eager to maintain her vigil in surveying Chester’s house, eager to confront him boldly and have him know her feelings on his not revealing his submissive desires to her. It was all a flight of fancy of course, her rational mind still wrestling with just how she’d broach contact with him. She drove slowly past his house ... the paper sign was still stuck to the door, ‘Pervert’ it read; he’d...
Kay’s arousal was already high, having driven downtown to see Lois and Sandra, inviting them to join them at the beach house after making several copies of the damning film, then going to her house to see Patti and Joyce who’d been waiting there, she was intrigued to see not just the black Catalina, but Chester’s Impala - no real surprise ... and a third car she didn’t recognise. Patti greeted her at the door, and with a grin, took her into the lounge to see Joyce chatting enthusiastically...
As we prepared our breakfast, I asked Ron if he had had any strange dreams the previous evening. He replied that he had been so tired and happy that it would have been too much work to have dreams! Not being a believer in the "reality" of dreams, I shook mine off and put it down to having an active imagination. The plan of the day was to explore our paradise from stem to stern. We decided to start on the north side of the island beach and hike all the way around it if we could. The day was...
We talked about how lucky we were on the way back to our camp, still marvelling at how we, of all people, managed to find something that professionals had missed for all these years. I thought about the dream that had pointed the way for me, and why I had unsharingly taken the earrings and jewelry box for myself. I could gather no plausible conclusions, and decided to leave it alone until I could get a better look at my finds. We trudged tiredly into camp at just about sunset, and it was all...
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Lloyd had no need to attend the office to offer his resignation; Joyce gleefully tearing open an envelope with the company logo emblazoned upon its rear, and holding the letter within it, high to the sunlight which spilled through the expensively glazed hallway of the grandiose home which was now hers. Patti sneered down at Lloyd, keeping his leash nice and tight as Joyce’s delighted eyes scanned the text. She smiled down at her now thoroughly dominated and defeated ex-husband, who’d just...
I returned to the motel Ron and I were staying at without further incident. I carefully parked Ron's truck exactly where I had found it, removed my shopping bags, and stole quietly up the stairs to my room. By now, the movement of my breasts as I walked was almost second nature to me, but as I climbed the stairs, I was suddenly aware again of just how light and bouncy this new body of mine was! It seemed as if every step I took caused a jiggle first at my front, then at my rear. I wondered...
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