He's Gone

A pair of pink stilettos turn a mean stepbrother into a big-breasted bimbo.:

He's Gone

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"So, am I perfect for you now, honey?" You asked, looking longingly at the well dressed man in front of you. A man who just hours ago, had been your asshole of a boss. He'd invited you out to some fancy restaurant to discuss something.

"Yes, my dear, you look amazing." He smirked at you, you tried to yell at him, scream at him for doing this, but...

Everything felt amazing... Your whole body was on fire from the changes. When you first got here, you'd been a young man, raising through the ranks. You'd hoped this was going to be a promotion meeting, even if you hated the man, you knew how to fake your respect.

Things had started off cordial, though, you felt odd as time passed. Your hair suddenly getting in your face, body slimming down, and head growing foggier by the moment. It didn't take long to figure out you weren't invited to be promoted.

No... He wanted a new trophy wife and you'd been chosen. The elixir he'd had placed in your whine had taken full hold of you. Your mind drawn deep into the recesses of your mind, as a new personality took over. You looked at him in a whole new way now, he wasn't hot or anything, but he was rich. You didn't care about anything else now, sure you'd lay with the old man, but you'd so have some side pieces to actually please you. "Come my dear, let's go home." He said, placing an arm around you.

You giggle and hold his chest. "Of course honey, can we stop by the shops on the way home? I would love to get another cute number to show off for you." You coo.

He laughs and accepts, happy to play anything for you.

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Bimbo Flu

"Bro, I tried to warn you!" You yelled, seeing the results of your friends transformation in to a blonde bombshell. She already looked horny as hell, spreading her legs like a display.

All she could do was giggle and rub her new pussy. "Like, it was so worth it... She was a totally good lay." Last night, your friend had hooked up with some blond bombshell from the club, it was almost to good to be true, till you heard that there was someone with Bimbo Flu at the club. Others had already been infected, changing right before your eyes. You tried to warn him, before he left, but he just waived you off and disappeared with her. Now, here she was, completely changed into an insatiable blond bimbo, looking ready to jump you at any second.

"So, like, wanna test out my new pussy~? I'm so horny and I know how hung you are~ Come on~" She cooed, moving closer to you and touching your already bulging pants.

You blushed, she was so hot... Maybe you were immune...?

After the Swap

"Dad, you can't keep going out like this...." Jessica whined, trying to keep his new equipment under control, as he tried to ignore his dad in a skin tight body suit.

She turned to him, looking slightly amused and smiled. "Now dear, you can't ask a girl not to flaunt what she's got. Isn't that the excuse you gave me all the time?" She giggled, before heading into the store.

Jessica groaned, it had been two weeks since the strange event that had swapped the genders of so many people in the city. It had been insane getting used to since. Men became women, women became men. Everyone having to learn about their new lives as the world tried to find away to fix things.

His dad however, had taken to being a young curvy woman faster then anyone expected. In just the last week, she'd already been on more then one date, much to the Jessica's own annoyance.

"Couldn't you have at least worn underwear!?" He yelled, only to yell in frustration as she just laughed.

New Club in Town

The Club was new in town. You hadn't heard of the place until one of your bros called up from it, screaming about how it was packed with hot babes. So, since you didn't have much else to do, you headed down to the club, ready to check it out.

Getting in was pretty easy, the Bouncer didn't even bat a eye as you went in and you finally got a good look around. He wasn't kidding, the place was packed with incredibly hot girls, they were almost every where you looked.

You were about to hit the dance floor when you felt a hand on your shoulder and heard a giggle behind you. "Like, you finally made it!"

You turned around and your jaw practically hit the floor. She was insanely hot, long silky black hair, perfect figure, and luscious lips.

She smiled as you stared at her, until you finally found your voice again. "Uh, hi, have we met?" You ask, practically smacking yourself for asking something so dumb.

She laughed. "Like, duh, I just got off the phone with you a bit ago, don't be so silly." She laughed, holding up a familiar phone, but didn't fully process it.

"What? I don't remember-" You didn't get to finish as she grabbed your hand and pulled you towards the bar. "Ah, hey!"

"Don't even worry about it! You totally need to try the drinks here, they are so amazing!" She grinned, turning to the bartender and smiling. "Hey Hunk, let me get another one of those drinkies for my friend here!"

The man looked over, chuckled and nodded. "Sure, one more Latin Sunrise, coming up." He said, getting the drink mixed and placing it out in front of you.

You blinked, not sure what to say, but a hot girl just got you a drink. How could you refuse.

You thank her and take a drink, your eyes widening as the taste hits your tongue instantly. You could feel your whole body tingle as the liquid passed your lips, missing as the began to plump and glossen.

It tasted amazing!

You kept drinking, barely paying mind to the sudden feeling of your body shrinking, hair growing longer and longer by the second and turning a deep raven black.

You moaned as your waist pulled in, frame shrinking to match a perfect hourglass figure, along with the warm sensation of your chest ballooning outward. Larger and larger until you new breasts matched at least a D-cup.

The warmth spread to your hips, widening them out as your ass burst against your jeans. You couldn't help but hold against the bar as you felt your hardened dick quickly pull inside you, forming a dripping new snatch, itching to be filled.

You set the glass down and looked to yourself, mind spinning as you watched your clothes change into something that showed off your new tanned skin, and you smiled.

"That felt... Amazing..." You said, panting softly as you looked to your friend. You knew her now, she was the one that brought you hear.

"I know right! We're so gonna get laid. Look at you." She giggled, groping your new chest and making you moan softly. "Let's hit the dance floor sexy, I wanna find me a hunky man to take home." She smirked, dragging you along.

It was going to be an incredible night.

Didn't see that one coming did you ?, I warned you to watch your back, that I'd get you, but you boys thought you're too clever for me to get you.

Well it appears that you're not as clever as you thought. You're now barely intelligent enough to hold a conversation that doesn't involve what the latest reality show contestants are up to. Not that it really matters, all you really do is hang out, party and fuck.

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Full Moon Night

It had been a pretty chill day, just hanging with a close friend of yours that you hadn't gotten to see in a while. Both of you had pretty busy lives, if it wasn't work taking up a lot of time, you had some things you did on the side. Thankfully, a day finally came that let the two of you hang out for most of it and finally get the chance to catch up. Nothing to fancy, you'd headed out to hit up a few old hang out places, ultimately ending up back at your place, playing video games on your big screen. You laughed, beating him in another round of Smash when he checked his phone. "Damn, it's that late already? I gotta get going man." He said, sounding a bit worried, though you didn't worry about it. "Ah, come on, one more round of doubles? Can even play online, so you don't need to lose to me." You grin, faking cockiness. "This is the first time we can actually hang out, can't just leave early on me." You say, honestly wanting to spend a bit more time with him. He looks to you, considering your words and then checking his phone. After a moment, he chuckles and nods. "Sure, a few online matches can't hurt." He said, picking up the controller again as you grin and set up an online room. Time passes and a few matches in, he suddenly stops playing, holding his stomach and groaning. "Bro, you alright?" You ask, worried about him. "Was it the food earlier?" "No, I..." He starts, before his eyes shoot wide, you missing as his hair was starting to change to a jet black color. He looked to the darkened window, seeing the moon just peaking over the distant buildings of the city. "Fuck...I have to-" He groaned again, skin becoming more smooth and flawless, as he quickly tried to get up and leave. He didn't get very far, grabbing the doorway to the hall as you finally saw his hair cascade down to his lower back. You stare, completely shocked as his form starts to shrink, falling from a 6' stature to a much smaller, thinner 5'6". "Holy shit! What's happening to you!?" You yell, but he didn't respond as his smaller form caused his pants to fall down, revealing his ass to be reshaping itself into a plump heart shape. He moans, face and voice becoming quickly more feminine by the second, as you get to see his manhood pull inside of him through his underwear. The new she gives one last pleasure filled moan as she grips the wall, her nails shooting out as her chest bursts into a pair of large, supple, breasts. She leans there, panting from the experience. You slowly approach, not sure what just happened, but kind of turned on, and reach out to him. "Dude, are you... Okay...?" You ask, stepping back as she lifts her head looking to you with a devious look in her eyes and smiles.

Her voice was sultry and almost intoxicating as she spoke. "Never better, hun... It always feels amazing when I get to finally let loose." She said, confusing you, as she turned and started to approach. "Wait, what do you mea-" You didn't get to finish, as she suddenly pounced on you, dropping you to the floor and pinning in place. Despite her smaller frame, she felt incredibly strong and you could barely move. "Get off me! Demetri!" You yelled, trying to struggle under her weight, pausing as you felt her ass brush against the bulge that had formed in your pants. She smirked, giving a slight moan as she grind on you slightly. "Oh cutie, I'm Dora now... That naughty Demetri never did tell you about me, huh?" She cooed, leaning in close. She smirked. "Poor boy, maybe he just wants a friend to join him. I have to turn anyone that sees me change after all." She said, forcing you into a kiss before you could even question what she said. A sharp pain shot through you as she bit down on your lip, drawing blood and backing off, licking the blood from her lips. "Ah! What did you-ah!" You convulsed, body getting hotter as you felt your bones shifting and you could feel yourself shrinking quickly. You could barely think as your hair grew out, the feeling of your facial structure shifting and reshaping, with a pair of puffy lips to match. The feeling grew, causing you to moan as you spun, lifting yourself up onto your hands and knees, your ass exploding outward and your waist caving in. You screamed in ecstasy, not nearly as used to this as Demetri was, feeling your sex pulling inside of you and creating a fresh new woman hood in it's place. Panting, you moan once more, massive breasts forming out of your chest as the heat finally starts to die down and you look at yourself, mind attempting to process what just happened.

Standing up Dora comes over to you, kissing you again, this time you return it, enjoying the taste as she pulls back. "Look at you, just the perfect bestie to join me for a sexy week of fun. Hmm, what should we call you?" She thought, as you stand in the doorway. "Call me, Claira, now let's go and hit the club. My body is still burning up and I need to get someone inside me." You respond, your new werepersona taking over fully as you watch from deep in your own mind. Not sure if you actually liked this or if it was just the change. Either way... Demetri had a lot to explain.

The Spice of Life!

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After mixing up a quick de-corruption potion for Fayne for the third time this month, Faye goes back to brewing her latte! With how much she’s been using the canned corruption she’s had saved for helping Fayne, she naturally misplaced the lid. That’s fine though, as long as she’s very careful not to spill ANY of it!

I was late to start on this, and it took awhile to get done. I hope you all enjoy it! This is the first time I’ve ever used chromatic aberration in a sequence, I think it looks really cool. What do you all think?

Also! Pumpkin Spice Faye’s outfit is heavily inspired by the wonderful work of Transformistress!

https://www.deviantart.com/thetransformistress/art/Pumpkin-Spice-897036512

OFFICE BETRAYAL

You couldn't believe you'd just lost out on your dream job as Head of Marketing for a successful lingerie company... to your own husband.

Mike had only taken a job at your company because you were desperate for extra income and you had access to personnel's files. He was supposed to skill up at your job, whilst you pursued further promotion and success then quit once you had enough.

By drinking the Elixir, your overweight and under-educated husband transformed into the beautiful and cunning Michelle. It was fascinating to watch his waist crush in and his breasts expand. Seeing your husband twist and contort into a beautiful, ruthless, bitch was kind of hot.

As sharp nails sprang from her fingers and her soft pink lips twisted into a superior smirking smile - you looked into those wicked eyes and saw that Mike was gone and only Michelle remained.

She mastered womanhood with ease, learning in hours what it had taken you decades to learn. Her former male alter-ego gave her a knowledge of men and how to manipulate them you could never possess.

At night Michelle would reluctantly turn back into the slovenly Mike, whilst during the day she was a sophisticated and stylish woman with an ambition that exceeded your own.

And therein lay the danger.

Within a month of starting, Michelle was out performing you even though she was a lower rank. You pretended to be pleased when she was promoted to an equal position and for the next month you both earned the same salary - but inside you burned with jealousy.

Michelle was better than you and you hated it. Her intelligence was razor sharp and matched with her superior beauty - she was soon surpassing you in every way.

Michelle began to spend more and more time as 'herself' and less and less time as Mike. The duration of the Elixir seemed to be increasing, either that or she was taking bigger doses.

She befriended the nasty bitches from the office - the one's you hated and began to go out in the evenings. She made you move your clothes into the spare bedroom as she needed the master wardrobe for her growing collection of designer outfits and shoes.

You could feel the situation slipping out from under you. You were losing control. You decided Michelle had to go...

The final straw was when your dream job was announced and you didn't even get an interview. When you found out they'd given the job to Michelle, you were crushed and decided to have it out with her.

You came home to find Michelle gone and all her stuff with her. On the table was a note.

It told you that Michelle was moving on with her life, had moved into a penthouse apartment and didn't want to see you anymore.

On top of the note was your wedding ring and next to that a post script telling you not to bother coming to work as you were fired.

Michelle had betrayed you and Mike was never coming back...

"Bro, I told you not to touch the car!" You yelled, watching as your friend moaned, changing before your eyes into a beautiful black haired babe. You'd been out hanging with him, when you both spotted an expensive car parked on the side of the road. Figuring some rich asshole was hanging around somewhere, you opted to just ignore it. Your friend however didn't have the same thought. You saw the smirk on his face as he went towards it, despite your protests, wanting to do god knows what. As soon as he touched it, his whole body flashed in a strange light and the sexy goddess before you took his place. She looked at you, barely any recognition in her eyes, and gave you a superior look. "Ew, what are you doing talking to me loser?" Her voice was vapid and filled with disgust. "Like, you better get away from my hubbies car before he gets back and beats your ass." She said, whipping her hair at you and going to get into the car. You stood, stunned, not sure what could have happened to your friend, but the sound of footsteps coming closer made you panic. You ran, knowing you'd never see your friend again.

GT#204

You knew about your brother's skills, it was a bit freaky but you did love when he was able to help you out. You did get worried about what he did to him at times, sometimes the body and personality he took over was a bit too much and the lines of acting like the person and almost becoming the person was thin. But he was always there for you, so when you met this girl at hooters and became hopeless attracted to her, you had to find out if she was the real deal when she flirted with you or just doing it for the tips.

You got a text "come to hooters, we can talk." You drove there, and it dawned on you, she never had your number, so you had to know who it was. You got there and she was waiting and giggling "This is a hot body you know that right!"

"I didn't mean for you well I did, but I didn't think you were going to do it so quickly."

"Are you kidding, this is amazing, she is hot, and has 3 boyfriends." "What?" "Yeah her phone is, just wow, she has an OF too, and is popular as hell, you might not want to date her but honestly I might have more fun taking her over."

Disgusted by this news you looked at her, "well whatever, just don't get lost in her." "OK, well if you ever wanna fuck let me know." "Eww not with you inside there." "Too bad, I can feel it's the only shot you got with her, she is a horny little slut but such a bitch." "Ok I'll see you at home, don't be late for dinner." "Ok bro see you later."

Lost Luggage

“S-U-Z-I-E. That’s the fourth time I’ve had to tell you my name. Listen you don’t understand what I am saying! My luggage was lost by your airline and I filed the form to get it back but what arrived was not my luggage! Now I’m stranded here without my clothes, my wallet, or my keys. This isn’t even my phone, it’s Victoria something, the woman who’s bag I have! I have nothing! Are you serious? No I’m not going to use the clothes in this luggage. Why not? Well apart from it being an invasion of privacy, none of it is exactly my style. Fine I’ll wait for your call when you’ve investigated more. Ughhhh.”

“Hello? Suzie? No there is no one here by the name, you’re speaking with Victoria. Oh yes now I remember you are referring to the mix up earlier with my belongings and that woman. Ive taken care of it and Suzie hasn’t been here in hours. She did want me to thank you for suggesting she try on the clothes in the bag. She said she felt like a new woman. A better woman. However I expect to be compensated for your airline’s screw up with losing my luggage in the first place and with with suggesting to a stranger that they pilfer my belongings. I’m a very powerful woman and can bury you and your company with one social media post. Yes that’s what I thought. A full refund will do for now.”

“Mmmm being Victoria is a lot more rewarding that being boring old Suzie. Once I put on her tight outfits and slutty high highs I knew Suzie was dead. It certainly helped that her clothes transformed me into her exact copy, along with her bitchy personality and memories. Being a sexy trophy wife is going to way more fun that my old life. I’m wet with anticipation for when my husband walks in that door and fucks me on the stairs. Fuck I might have to get myself started right now.