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REVERSE THERAPY

Martin had known he was potentially risking his entire career when he agreed to treat his daughter's bully through specialist therapy sessions. He should have announced to her family that he had a vested interest, but Gracie and her rich Daddy had no idea that the guy administering experimental therapy to the bored, spoiled rich girl, might have an axe to grind.

Gracie and Martin's daughter Susan attended the same prestigious school, but whilst the blonde, sexy and confident Gracie was popular and the Head Cheerleader - his daughter was a nobody bookworm. Gracie bullied Susan constantly and Martin was determined to help end the cycle of negativity. After all, he strongly believed in the power of therapy. Gracie was obviously bullying Susan because of her own hang-ups... he could cure her.

Gracie was actually a highly compliant subject and her mind seemed particularly susceptible to his therapy process. Martin was experimenting with a mind melding technology that allowed him to share consciousness with his patient. He was determined to see if he could turn Gracie from being a mean girl into a nice person by examining her experiences and tweaking her personality.

They both lay in Gracie's pink princess bedroom, the mind transfer bands round their foreheads. Deep in a meditative trance, their minds merged and Martin floated inside Gracie's consciousness.

It was a petty, spiteful, narcissistic mind. A mind that hungered for sex, power and constant attention. It was an enticing combination of sharp glittering edges and soft spoiled silk - you could lose yourself in a mind like this.

Deliciously toxic femininity washed over Martin as he tried to absorb Gracie's memories and life story so he could try to understand why she was such a bitch.

He would try to control and alter those memories to make Gracie ashamed of being cruel and evil. He could make her a better person.

Instead, he found himself being overwhelmed and flooded with strong sexual desires as he began to relive memories of Gracie's depraved life and found he enjoyed it.

He groaned and his cock got rock hard, as sensations and memories of being an evil bad girl pulsed through him. Gracie got off on being mean.

His lips curved into a smile as he experienced the memory of clopping through the school halls in high heels, his tight shaven pussy dripping wet as everyone got out of his way. Chewing gum, Martin blew a bubble and giggled. It felt so fucking good to be feared and desired.

These memories felt good, but nothing had prepared him for how much it would turn him on to relive memories and experiences of bullying his own daughter.

Cruel, mean, dominant emotions rushed through him. The way he called Susan a fucking loser, the satisfaction when he saw tears in her eyes. Making her do his homework, spreading rumours about her.

Even hotter memories rushed through his mind. Susan whimpering as he rubbed his pussy in front of her face, his cheerleader skirt hiked up and his minions pinning her arms back as he laughed and squirted all over her glasses and face and made her lick up his cum as he finished orgasming.

"You're a fucking loooooser Susan and that's all you'll ever be. A poor, worthless, pathetic little loser. I'll always be better than you."

Seeing his daughter humiliated and destroyed should have angered and enraged him... instead it just felt so fucking good. Martin had a big smile on his lips, he shivered in taboo pleasure. Being a bully felt good... it made him horny.

His daughter WAS a fucking loser. It felt good to think it... to feel it. His hands clenched and he imagined pink acrylic claws on his fingers. He imagined boys worshipping him, having a tight slutty body.

He wanted it bad.

With a gasp he awoke and ended the therapy session.

***

Martin realised something was wrong but he was now too addicted to stop. The therapy wasn't working right. Instead of making Gracie better, the therapy was making HIM worse.

He now couldn't stop thinking about being an evil teenage bully and destroying his pathetic daughters life. Gracie's cruel and spoiled personality was transferring over to him... and he liked it.

He began to find phrases and idioms that Gracie used were now part of his vocab. An 'OMG', 'loooser' or 'bitch pleeease' would occasionally escape his lips. His physical mannerisms had changed. He was now more expressive with his hands and his lips had become a constant bitchy sneer.

He lay on his bed pumping his cock, imagining he was Gracie. Imagining he was the bully and desiring more.

Each time they had therapy, Martin would now dive into Gracie's mind and let her evil personality wash over him. He sucked it into himself - pushing out his own memories and thoughts to make room for more of Gracie's.

"Yessss, fucking infect me with your bitchiness," he hissed in pleasure as he eagerly fed on Gracie's wicked personality and mentally orgasmed.

"I'm a bitch, I'm an evil fucking bitch" he groaned in his mind, cumming again and again to the sensations of being a tight, bullying slut.

But as the sessions continued and Martin adopted more and more of Gracie's personality and memories he began to notice that she was acting weird too. She began dressing more demurely and her bullying, confident attitude began to fade. She even began to act more friendly towards Susan.

He began to realise that he was somehow draining Gracie's evil mind into himself. The memories, thoughts and feelings he was pushing out to make room were taking hold in her mind. Soon she would be a good girl trapped in a slutty bitch body and he would be a bitchy bully trapped in a mans body. This would never do...

Deactivating all the safeties on the therapy bands, they lay in Gracie's bedroom. Martin moaned as he entered Gracie's mind and felt one last moment of doubt. Could he really take it all? Could he absorb all of Gracie's remaining bitchy mind and BECOME her? Could he slide into this body and be the new driver, leaving her as the controller of his old body?

A memory of Susan, a memory of the love he once had for his daughter almost stopped him. Then an image of Susan kneeling at his feet begging for mercy made him groan in delight and he knew what he wanted.

"Give it all to me you bitch... your mind, your memories, your BODY! Ooooh fuckkkk yesssss!"

The duo convulsed, sparks flying from the transfer bands. Martin screamed in pleasure. He greedily sucked and sucked, drinking in and absorbing all of Gracie's memories. "Yessss I'm mmmmh a bully, I'm hot... I'm a girl! Yessss make me an evil princess!"

Martin's mind warped and buckled. Images of pink lingeire, of shopping with his girls of being a self-entitled brat overwhelmed him as he drew them into himself and pushed out his own memories. His sense of self, collapsed and the new Gracie purred as she felt the last remaining hold-outs of her old personality forced out.

She was a fucking bitch now. She remembered she had once been Martin, but this was soooo much better.

"Yesssss I feel sooo fucking good," she moaned flowing with a wicked grin into HER body. There was another mind in here, but it was weak and she tore it loose- hurling it back into the body she has just come from.

"Hahah fucking looooser," she gloated as she flowed into her body and took control. She groaned as she ripped the transfer band from her head and sat up.

Blonde hair fell around her head... HER blonde hair. She looked down and wiggled her pretty pedicured toes, giggled at the sight of her pert titties on her chest... the feel of her deliciously feminine body.

Gracie could taste lip gloss and smell Chanel perfume. She was all-girl now and she loved it. She was the Alpha Bully now.

"Wh... what did you do?" moaned a male voice and she turned to see Martin groggily rising from his seat.

Throwing the transfer band to the floor, Gracie brought a wedged heeled foot down on the delicate circuits- hearing them crunch and break forever.

"It's like simple loooooser. I'm like totally Gracie now and you're that fucking sad sac Martin. We swapped and if you like ever try to tell anyone I'll fucking destroy you. You like remember just enough I like hope to know I don't make threats."

"You evil slut, you mean I have to be a man? I can't remember anything other than I used to be you!"

"That's like right. Your life, your memories, your soul... they are like totally mine. OMG - you're the Daddy of that fucking loser Susan now."

"Susan... I... I love her?"

"Yeah you do, although part of you still hates and despises her, especially because losing this body is kind of all her fault. Mmmmh in fact, just because we swapped doesn't mean EVERYTHING has to be the same. How about you bully Susan too? Between the two of us we can make her life hell."

Grabbing Martin's cock - Gracie giggled as she began to stroke.

"Ughhhh that feels good. What are you doing?"

"Teaching you how to be a good boy for me. Let me give you some real therapy. This time just using my mouth and my tight body I'm like going to make you HATE your daughter again. I'm like gonna corrupt your soul baby until you're evil again."

Martin moaned as Gracie's pink bubblegum lips slid round his cock and she began to suck. Mmmmh being a man wasn't that bad after all. Under Gracie's tutelage he would learn to be an Alpha man and would soon enjoy the benefits of his new body.

Banging her tight pussy every chance he got would bring out the bastard in him and help turn him against his daughter. Not that she was really his daughter... was she?

Martin was confused - but as Gracie took control of him he realised it was simply easier to let her do the thinking.

After all, she was the trained therapist and SO good at sucking cock...

THE END

[youngbloodtg109]

What Possessed You?

“So what? You thought you could just possess your step daughter’s body and set her life straight?

Oh please Darren. My personality is so much stronger that yours.

Now you’re just a passenger. You can feel everything. You can see everything. But you have no control. None at all.

Anyway, like the outfit I chose us? Don’t you just love how it pushes our boobs together?

Just wait until everyone sees us in it. All those eyes staring. Better still… wait until we get fucked in it.”

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Thank you @x3indulgency and everyone who got me to 100 reblogs! I honestly wasn’t expecting this after I left this blog as a ghost town.

A Much Needed Change

Henry took a deep breath before swallowing the little pink pill. This was it. This was going to change his life forever.

His transformation didn’t last long. Soon, he was in the body he had forever wanted to be in. This was who he was meant to be. Henrietta was finally here.

Henrietta let out a sigh of relief as she finally felt comfortable in this new skin. She rushed to put on her clothes and makeup. She was a goddess.

Henrietta couldn’t wait for her first proper night out. Hopefully she would find someone who could treat her right.

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Family Harmony

My father threw me out of the house when he found out "No son of mine is going to be one of those people"

My mother and older sister knew about me for months and were fully supportive, but my father was 'old school' with traditional values, and had no truck for anything he classed as woke. He expected his son to grow up and follow in the family tradition of being in the military. So when he came home unexpectedly from his trip and saw me relaxing in my favourite top, skirt and a pair of heels he hit the roof. "What the fucking hell is going on here, I didn't raise no son to be no fucking faggot. Get out of my house, right now".

Thankfully my mom had been preparing for just such an eventuality, and had already a safe place for me to go to. She brought me there, gave me a goodbye kiss and promised me that if I gave it some time everything would work itself out, my father would come to realise his error and i could come home, she was sure of it.

I spent the next couple of months, living as my female self, thanks in part to the clothes my mom and sister had provided me, and also with help from friends.

My mom and sister stayed in touch with me checking in that I was okay, and after about a year, my mom indicated she felt that it wasn't beyond the bounds of possibility that I could be returning home within a matter of weeks, that is if I wanted to. She reassured me that there had been a noticeable shift in my father's attitude and he wished to reconcile.

It was due to be his 50th birthday the following month, so I agreed that I would turn up to that, and depending how it went would determine how we went from there.

When I arrived at the house, I didn't see my father there, and thought maybe he had changed his mind, or maybe it was to be a surprise party. But my mother told me he was there, but was upstairs getting ready. I went upstairs to look but didn't see him there, and came back down to her and said he wasn't up there, but she assured me he was. We went back upstairs to the master bathroom, and pointing to the women in there, whispered in my ear "that's your father, I told you I've been working on him for some time".

I was in shock, my father was now looking more like a hooker than a military man. When he saw me standing there, he came over and referring to me by my female name, said how good it was to see me.

Not only did my mother physically transform my father through doses of elixir, it seems she also transformed him mentally through hypnosis.

I haven't moved home, it was time I moved out anyways, but I do go home every Sunday for a family dinner with my sister, mom, and 'father', and we all get on like one big happy family as if nothing is wrong.

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[youngbloodtg109]

Another master stroke from the goddess herself

INFLUENCED

Bryan sometimes wondered if he should have told his daughter Sarah about his plan to help her with her bullying problem - but by now it was far too late.

It wasn't like there was much of Bryan left anyway. Beckie had seen to that.

It had all started a few weeks ago when Sarah had come home in tears again. She told her Dad that she was being emotionally manipulated and abused by a brat in her class, Beckie.

Beckie wasn't like the other girls. She was... better. She had bigger tits, blonder hair, more expensive clothes and makeup. In short she was a total bully - and like all bullies she enjoyed having a victim to humiliate.

That victim was Sarah. Beckie had correctly identified that the pink haired goth girl would be an easy target. She undermined Sarah at every chance and mocked her for being different.

At first the other girls around them seemed uncomfortable, but none of them said or did anything. Some of them had been friends with Sarah for a long time - but their silence was deafening.

That didn't last long. Beckie had a strange influence on others. Gradually at first, but increasingly rapidly they began to change. They began to dress like Beckie, talk like Beckie - even starting to join in her bullying.

It was like some evil hive mind had taken control of the girls and made them think and act just like Beckie.

They began to get boob jobs and wear tight skirts and tiny tops. They dumped their boyfriends and began to fuck black guys only. High heels and boots replaced comfortable trainers and shoes. Attitudes became troublesome, arrogance grew and bit by bit they became empty souless brats who loved to tease and lead on all the boys

All except Sarah who was left isolated and tormented. Beckie and her goons were now everywhere and Sarah didn't even want to go to college anymore.

That's why Bryan decided to have it out with Beckie. This couldn't go on.

He didn't tell Sarah his plan - not that it was much of a plan. Just go and confront Beckie, get her to leave his daughter alone.

He drove over to the luxurious condo where Beckie and her rich divorced Mom (four husbands) lived. There was a pink Landrover parked on the drive and a giant swimming pool at the back.

Banging on the door Bryan was relieved when Beckie opened it. She was wearing a tiny LA Boutine bikini set and her long blonde hair fell wantonly over her shoulders. It was hard to read her expression thanks to the mirror shades she wore.

"What the fuck do you want?" she yawned boredly examining a long bejewelled manicured nail.

"I want you to leave my daughter Sarah alone!" grunted Bryan in what he hoped was an intimidated way.

Beckie's whole demeanour changed as she realised who he was. Her lips twitched into a naughty smile and her blue eyes twinkled excitedly as she tore off her shades. It wasn't the reaction he had expected.

"Nooooo fucking way! This is so cool. Get in here."

Giggling excitedly, Beckie yanked Bryan into the house. Sliding her small sexy hand into his she lead him inside and he dazedly followed.

A pink fog seemed to instantly descend around Bryan. Rational decisions and thoughts became sluggish and hard. A dreamlike quality now surrounded the day and Bryan found himself going along with his daughters bully.

"What did you say your name was? Bailey?"

"No, Bryan," he croaked weakly.

"I prefer Bailey. Beckie and Bailey sounds a lot hotter right Bailey?"

Bailey blinked. He didn't know why but it made a lot of sense. Yes, Bailey was a much better name.

"So Bailey, does Sarah know you're here?"

"No, I didn't tell anyone."

"Fuck yeah, this is perfect. None of those bitches have quite got what it takes to be my bestie. I was wondering which of them to fully transform, but now you just walked out of the blue and gave me the perfect answer. If no one knows you came here, they'll never find you once we're done."

Bailey blinked. He didn't know what the fuck Beckie was talking about.

"What the hell are you talking a..."

"First rule Bailey. You NEVER interrupt me when I'm talking and you never question me. Whatever I say you go along with, right? That's what besties like you are for! I'm the hot one and you're my sexy little shadow. You don't have any opinions of your own, you just copy mine."

Bailey blinked and his mouth clamped shut. Besties? What the fuck was this demented bitch talking about? Still he should probably do as she said. She probably knew best. In fact Beckie seemed really cool and hot. He bet her opinions were much better than his.

"Second rule is we always dress to impress. I need to get out of this bikini and we need to get you in some decent clothes. Come upstairs with me now."

Bailey followed Beckie up to her bedroom. The pink fog was stronger now. It was like the longer he was in her presence, the easier it was to go along with what she wanted.

"You're obviously not as strong minded as your daughter anyway. The influence doesn't seem to work very well on her. Not that I care so long as it affects everyone else. I'm the best right?"

Bailey just nodded stupidly and said, "Yes Beckie."

"Well you seem very susceptible which is pretty hot. Seeing as you're going to be my bestie I'll tell you about it. I don't know how or why but I was born with a power. I call it the influence. It let's me change reality and people around me. I always get the things that I want eventually. People just change to match my expectations. Those losers at college are all well on the way to being popular girls like me, but it can take time. When I really want something though the influence gets more powerful."

Bailey nodded along, "Wow, that sounds hot Beckie."

"It is hot. It's so fucking hot. It makes me feel like a God. Right now Bailey I've never wanted anything so much as to turn you from that losers nice kind Daddy into my evil, bitchy bestie. Just look at how fast the influence is working. Look down."

Bailey looked down. Whilst he had been talking to Beckie he hadn't noticed how tingly his body had been. He gasped. His male clothes now hung loose and baggy over his body which had shrunk to nearly half the size. He was an inch shorter than Beckie now and his arms and legs seemed stick thin. His tummy was as flat as a washboard and all his body hair was gone.

"Take off those stupid fucking clothes - you look dumb. We need to get you into a new outfit right now.

Bailey didn't object as Beckie helped him out of his clothes. He noticed his skin looked younger. His hands were now more delicate and his feet were tiny. His whole body felt like a dolls. He looked down and gawped at his crotch. His dick was... it was gone!

"What are you staring at Bailey? Haven't you ever seen a pussy before. Kind of weird seeing as you're a girl."

Bailey frowned and she shook her head - but it was hopeless to fight the influence. Of course she was a girl. She had always been a girl.

Grabbing Bailey's hand Beckie pulled her into her bathroom and shoved her in front of the mirror. Bailey gasped at the vision in front of her.

A beautiful girl with small but perfect tits, a perky ass and long dark hair was looking back at her.

"Look how pretty you are Bailey. You're worthy to be my bestie. Now let's get you into a bodystocking and fix that makeup."

Bailey loved feeling Beckie's skillful fingers fix her lipstick, mascara and foundation. "Of course you know how to do all this right?" smirked Beckie. "Show me... you try."

Bailey took the brush from her besties hands and skillfully continued to apply her makeup as if she had done it all her life.

It felt like she was replacing her old personality and thoughts as she applied more makeup. Being feminine felt so good.

"Good girl, you look so hot! Now the third rule is that being a bitch always feels good. From now on you are going to be a bully. Being my bestie means you have to be just as mean and as cruel as I am."

"Yes Beckie, that sounds hot," giggled Bailey as she felt her morals melt away.

"Then say it," gloated Beckie.

"Being a bitch always feels good. I'm cruel and mean and I like it."

As she said the words Bailey felt her nipples get hard and her pussy getting wet.

"And who's the biggest loser we know?" hissed Beckie with evil glee. "Who deserves to get bullied every day?"

"S... Sarah?" guessed Bailey, feeling a flash of guilt that then faded to never return.

"That's right. Doesn't it feel good to know you're better than her? What does she mean to you?"

"N...nothing... she means nothing. I fucking hate her. I want to bully and humiliate her for being such a skank."

Bailey giggled as the words oozed out of her mouth. Yessss this is what she wanted. Wasn't it?

Beckie lifted Bailey back off the bed and walked her to the mirror.

"Very good. Now tell me... who are you?"

"Me? I'm Bailey your bestie and I love being a fucking brat. I hate Sarah and I share all your opinions."

Part of Bailey suddenly rebelled... a bit of her that was shrinking fast. She groaned and gripped her head. "Noooo you can't stop me, this is my body now. I'm Bailey and I love it."

Giggling Beckie slid a long glass dildo into her besties hands. "Don't worry babe, it's just the last part of your old pysche trying to fight back. Make yourself cum and he'll give in forever. My influence is too strong!"

Lying on the bed, Bailey unpopped her lingerie and exposing her tight pussy slowly slid the dildo inside.

"I'm a... unnnnff bitch, I'm a bully I ooooohhh hate Sarah."

Pump. Pump. Pump.

Wet squelches filled the air and the sounds of panting moans as Bailey pleasured her new body and the final barriers to her mind began to break down to Beckie's obscene influence.

"That's it. You're just like me now Bailey. You're a rich, mean, popular slut. You will never escape my influence."

"Yesssss I'm a rich slut and I'm a oooooh fucking bitch. I'm a BIIIIITTTTTCHHHH!"

Bailey screamed and yanked the dildo out as her pussy throbbed and she began to squirt. Her brain went white hot as her new personality and thoughts locked forever.

She was such a bitch and she loved it.

Beckie stroked her hair and giggled. "Don't worry, my influence will give you a new identity. Everyone will falsely remember you've always been my bestie. Well everyone except Sarah. We're going to have so much fun together babe..."

**********

Sarah cried as her Mom tried to comfort her. Bryan had been missing for weeks now and the police couldn't provide any answers. She'd barely slept, barely eaten. No one could find even a trace of him.

Her Mom had taken her out for coffee and they were sat outside in the sunshine when she saw her bullies approaching.

Beckie and Bailey laughed and giggled to each other as they passed, saying something mean. Bailey dropped a note as she passed and despite herself Sarah picked it up.

It was a scrumpled missing note - one of the ones she'd put up everywhere. It showed Bryan and offered a reward for information about his disappearance.

Someone had written in lipstick on the note.

"Your Daddy hates you so he left home. You're a fucking loser."

Sarah felt more tears come as she saw the mean girls laughing at her reaction. In their centre a gloating Beckie smiled approvingly at her protegee Bailey.

She really was a great influence on the bitch...

The End

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An Accidental Possession Pt 5: The Final Chapter

Dylan and Marie hadn’t seen each other in a month. The last thing she heard was that Dylan’s father, Jack, never woke up from a coma. Her old body was dead, but Marie seemingly didn’t care. She was having too much fun being young and beautiful, with a sexy man with a big cock that she could have all to herself.

Marie and Sam had begun dating. It was as if a switch had had been flipped in both of them. They were on each others minds every minute of every hour. Marie felt a shiver run through her body every time they kissed, even if it was for a brief second. Their sex life was even better. They made love whenever they had time to each other, which was most of the time as they both worked out of Sam’s home.

During a date at the mall one day, Dylan had passed by Sam and Marie. He wanted to cry but he just pouted and quickly walked away. Marie kissed Sam’s cheek before getting up and meeting her ex-son/boyfriend.

“Hi,” Marie said meekly. “What do you want?” Dylan asked dismissively, almost beginning to walk away before a hand fell onto his shoulder. “Listen. I’m sorry for just breaking up with you like that. But I want you to know that I do still love you as a friend. Maybe you can come over to our place and just..relax?” Marie replied, looking into Dylan’s eyes. “Fine,” Dylan said after a while. Marie smiled and kissed Dylan’s cheek as a sign of thanks.

A few days had passed when Sam heard a knock on the door. He opened it to see Dylan standing nervously. Sam pulled him in for a hug and brought him inside. He was surprised by how luxurious it was. Sam brought him into the living room and told him to sit on the couch as he went to grab something, not telling Dylan what it was or where he was going.

Dylan soon returned with Marie next to him. She was wearing only white lingerie and high heels. “Wha…what’s going on?” Dylan asked, his eyes wide and his mouth agape. “Imma show you what you’re missing out on,” Sam replied with a smirk on his face. He turned to Marie and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. Marie felt her pussy growing damp with every second that the kiss lingered. Sam quickly picked her up and brought her to the love seat, in direct view of Dylan.

Soon, Maries panties and Sams jeans and his underwear were both on the floor. Sams cock was as hard as stone as it entered inside Maries moist slit. Marie kept her eyes closed as she rode Sam’s massive cock in front of her ex-boyfriend. Dylan hated it but his cock was hard too. He needed relief, so he pulled it out and started masturbating to the sight.

Sam’s smirk was hidden behind his girlfriend riding him. His plan had completely worked. He had stolen Dylans girl and turned him into a cuck. Life was perfect for him right now. Dylan’s member was insignificant compared to Sams.

Marie orgasmed multiple times before Sam slapped her ass, motioning for her to get off and prepare her mouth to receive his seed. Marie wrapped her mouth around Sam’s cock, tasting her juices and his member at the same time. Sam placed his hand on the back of his girlfriends head as she sucked until he finally came, shooting his seed down the back of her throat with a few still in her mouth. She unlatched her mouth from her boyfriend’s cock, standing up and moving to Dylan. She pulled him in for a kiss, sending Sam’s seed into Dylan’s mouth.

Dylan wanted to be disgusted but he enjoyed the taste so much that he swallowed. “Good boy,” Marie said, going back to Sam. “I think we just found our new pet,” Sam said.

A FEW MONTHS LATER

Dylan ended up moving in with Marie and Sam after his fathers funeral. He lived in the gym, which had a separate room which was his bedroom. It also doubled as a play space. Dylan would watch Sam and Marie make love, with Marie even having a strap on and fucking Dylan’s tight ass whenever he got noisy.

Dylan never complained about the living conditions. He had found his new purpose in life, to serve his master and mistress with his body whenever he could. Marie had bought some outfits, mainly feminine, for Dylan to wear. Marie found pleasure in calling her ex-boyfriend names like “pet” and “sissy”. Dylan loved being their sissy pet.

They all lived their perfect lives together. Sam had his perfect girl, Marie had her perfect man, and Dylan was the perfect pet.

The End.

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Body Suit Bitch

Oh don't look at me like that, I offered to make you a skin suit out of one of the hot popular girls from school, but you just cried about morals and ethics. And now that I'm in the body of the hottest bitch at school, you just seem like a pathetic loser who's to scared to take what he wants.

So instead, I'm gonna take this skin suit that would've been yours, and slide it onto your loser dad. Of course I'll have him submit to me first, break his mind into million pieces before building him back into my pet.

Only then will I bless him with this gift, and once he's felt the bliss of being a sexy little slut, she'll never want to turn back into your pathetic father. Now call your daddy down here loser, it's time to say goodbye.

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An Accidental Possession Pt. 4

Sam and Marie had sent each other naughty pictures whenever they could. Dylan was always blissfully unaware when Marie would go to the bathroom to take a nude pic of herself to his bully. Sam would reply with a picture of his buff chocolate body and his long dark member that Marie had gotten to meet in the broom closet. It made her wet thinking about that encounter, and she had masturbated to it many times while in the shower.

Dylan would take time to check up on his father, who was still in bed. Jack hadn’t moved out of his bed in a week. His son didn’t know what was going on and Marie didn’t either. Marie assumed that, without Jack’s original soul, it was an empty husk that wasn’t able to move on its own. She was conflicted. She didn’t want to go back yet but she wanted her original body to be somewhat functional.

As a result of this, Dylan was starting to grow more cold around his girlfriend. Whenever Marie would ask for sex, he would just grumble to himself and keep playing his video games. Arguments started to occur, which had never happened when Jack was still in his body. On sleepless nights, Marie found herself sexting with Sam until he finally gave her his address.

Marie told Dylan that she was hanging out with friends. She didn’t hear a response, assuming that he was still too busy with his video games to pay attention, and she left wearing, her sexiest dress. A 2019 Sedan, with Sam inside, was waiting in the drive way. Marie gave Sam a quick kiss before they drove away and headed to Sam’s place.

As Sam drove, he wrapped his arm around the blonde. “What’s on your mind, doll?” Sam asked. “It’s Dylan. He’s been so distant lately. I swear, he’s such a loser sometimes,” Marie replied. She was clearly frustrated with how her boyfriend had been acting and she had had enough with it. “Well maybe you two need to spend some time apart. I’ll let you sleep in my room if you want,” Sam replied, giving Marie’s shoulder a gentle squeeze.

“Thank you, Sam. That’s really sweet,” Marie said, blushing. A few moments later and they had arrived at Sam’s house. It was a three bedroom, two bathroom house that Sam had saved all of his money on, along with the Sedan.

The basement was a fully decorated gym, with different types of equipment laid around the place. They then made their way to the living room. It was a lavish place, with a seventy-inch television set and a PlayStation Five standing next to it.

Sam had moved him and Marie to the couch. They stared into each others eyes for about ten seconds before their lips were on each others again. Maries hands had moved to Sams chest while his hands moved to Maries ass. They closed their eyes as they melted into the kiss, a warm embrace between two soon-to-be lovers.

It didn’t take long before they found themselves in Sam’s bedroom. They were fully naked before they realized and Marie stared up to see Sam. Their lips were still on each other as Marie wrapped her legs around Sams waist.

Unlike their sexual encounter in the broom closet, this was pure lovemaking, and it was the best that Marie had ever experienced. Sam knew when to be soft as he made sure Marie was given the most amount of pleasure. Their lips never escaped from the others the entire time. This was all that Sam had waited for. He wanted to make love to this perfect woman that he had his eyes on since College. It was true that all the girls in his school wanted him but he was always saving himself for Marie.

“God, I love you, Marie,” Sam whispered as he moved to Marie’s neck. “Fuck…I…I love you too, Sam,” Marie replied in between moans. They consummated their love that night. Marie must’ve had her fifth orgasm before Sam finally came inside Maries soft pussy. They soon fell asleep in each others arms.

Marie was the first one to wake up. As she picked up her phone, the first thing she noticed was a text from Dylan.

DYLAN [Where are you babe?]

Marie almost replied with a picture of her under Sam but she just replied with a text.

MARIE [At a friends house. I told you yesterday but you didn’t listen.]

Sam soon woke up and gave his lover a quick kiss. “Guess we should go take a shower, huh?” He asked, chuckling afterwards. “Mind if I join you?” Marie replied, a grin forming on her face. They made love once more while in the shower.

They were inseperable for the rest of the day. A few of Sam’s friends stopped by, with Marie always with Sam as they talked and played a few games. She soon felt a vibration on her phone. It was Dylan again.

DYLAN [Are you coming home soon babe?]

Marie rolled her eyes.

MARIE [No. You’ve been so cold around me lately and I don’t like it. I think we need to start seeing other people for right now.]

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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.

[youngbloodtg109]

It’s my birthday. Spoil me.

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An Accidental Possession Prt 3: The Inevitable Betrayal

Marie stood nervously as Sam towered over her. His dark complexion cast a shadow over the girl. “Now your little boy toy isn’t here to save you….you know you want it, Marie. All you have to do is say yes,” Sam said breathily.

“I….I shouldn’t…” Marie said, her voice shaking. “He’ll never know baby…he’s too busy slobbering over his food to be with his girl…” Sam said, slowly moving in until finally…their lips met. Marie’s eyes went wide and her hands jumped to Sam’s chest, trying to push off until ultimately succumbing to the soft kiss. She found herself kissing back, wrapping her arms around his waist. Their eyes closed as their natural instincts took over. To the onward looker, they would just look like another couple making out in a private place.

Sam took the initiative and gently wrapped Marie’s legs around his as they found themselves in a broom closet. “You want my cock, Marie? My big black cock inside your tight white pussy?” Sam asked in between kisses. Marie couldn’t help but nod. She had heard the rumors that black cocks were bigger but she never saw one in person. Until now.

Marie was still attached to Sam, with her arms and legs wrapped around his large dark body. Sam took his jeans off with only one hand, keeping the other around the blonde snowbunny. He then slowly stripped Marie of her panties, throwing them to an unknown part of the small closet.

Sam made sure to lubricate his cock before slowly inserting it inside Marie’s tight pussy. Marie’s memories of sex with Dylan showed that his cock was insignificant next to Sam’s. It was perfect, making her moan just by moving only a few inches further inside her.

Marie had to keep her lips on Sam’s to ensure that her moans of pleasure wouldn’t be heard by anyone else in the mall. Sam made Marie bounce on his cock, his tip grazing her cervix everytime. Marie’s legs were shaking slightly with every bounce on Sam’s big black cock.

Marie must’ve cum at least three times before Sam felt he was about to cum. “I’m gonna cum, baby,” Sam said breathily. “I want to taste it,” Marie said, out of breath from her multiple orgasms overtaking her. Sam gently took his cock out and removed Marie from him, letting her take the initiative to get on her knees.

To Marie, the taste of big black cock was even better than the feel. The scent of Sam’s musk flooded her nostrils and made her even wetter than with his cock inside her. “Good girl,” Sam said as he placed his hand on the back of her head as Marie sucked his cock like there was no tomorrow.

Sam had unlocked something inside Marie, something that Jack and the original Marie didn’t know she was capable of. She was like a voracious animal as she sucked, taking turns between his head, shaft, and his testicles. She wanted to taste everything that Sam had to offer, and she wanted to taste and feel it as much as possible. “Fuck, we should’ve done this sooner,” Marie said before going back to sucking his cock.

Sam pushed Marie’s head down as far as it could go as he finally exploded in her mouth, shooting ropes of cum straight down her throat. Marie’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as she tasted Sam’s potent semen.

Marie was soon detached from Sam’s cock. She took long deep breaths to recover from the intense sex they both just had. “That was amazing, baby. No one has ever sucked my dick like that. Now, you should go back to your little boy toy before he gets suspicious,” Sam said, helping Marie up.

Sam and Marie walked out, her panties still left behind in the darkness of the broom closet. Both of them knew that was only the beginning. With one final kiss, Sam slapped Marie’s ass, causing her to giggle before she went on her way back to Dylan.

“What took you so long, babe?” Dylan asked, standing up from a bench that he had moved to. “Sorry. The line was…really long,” Marie replied, lying through her teeth. Dylan kissed his girlfriend’s cheek as they made their way out of the mall and back home.

Marie looked at her phone, eyeing the new contact.

SAM [Hey babygirl]

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So cute!

My wife always took great care and pride in her body, for which I am now eternally grateful. 2 years into our marriage we were merged in a Chaos Pulse. I count myself fortunate that day. My beloved wife’s soul is gone, but I can still see her every day when I look in the mirror. Others were not so fortunate that day. An employee at Victoria’s Secret ended up in the body of the overweight Hot Dog on a Stick guy. She took her own life that night. I am now faced with a dilemma, though. I will always maintain her exquisite body to honor her memory. But I’ve begun to crave intimacy. I need to be touched. I need to be caressed. I need to be loved. My male mind is trying to grapple with the ramifications of this. My body isn’t attracted to other women. I’ve watched enough porn since the merge to know. But to have a man touch my body in intimacy…

I went on several dates. I let many men kiss me. I knew my body craved a man’s touch. But I wasn’t about to give this shrine of perfection to any man. Before he could have my body, he would have to touch my soul.

His name was Terrence, but he went by T. Our first date was a whirlwind of chemistry. The only thing he asked for on our first date was a kiss. On our second date, he asked for a kiss. On our sixth date, he asked for a kiss.

“T, why won’t you ask for more than a kiss?”

“Because a kiss is noncommittal. If I ask for more, I’m asking for more. I won’t ask a woman for more unless she wants to give more. I respect a woman’s right to give herself to whomever she wants.”

“So, if I asked you inside for a drink and something more?”

“I would gladly follow you, Ellen. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure of kissing. More from you would be a gift to me.”

That night, I became a woman. Not just in body, but in mind and soul. Terrence opened the part of me that had been ambiguous since inhabiting my wife’s body. After our night of passion, I told T everything that had happened to me. He caressed my face and kissed my forehead.

“And it has made you into the woman that I am falling in love with.”

That was six months ago…one year after the merger. T has helped me explore my femininity in so many ways. He let me become my own woman on my terms. All the while, he was there with love and support. So, when he asked for my hand in marriage the obvious answer was, yes.

“Ellen, you are unlike any woman I have ever known. You would honor me by spending the rest of your life with me.”

“Terrance, you are the most unbelievable man I have ever known. I would be honored and grateful to be your wife.”

“With all my heart,”

“With all my soul,”

“For all my life.”

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Lilly's Journal Series on my Twitter (in order)

Lilly’s Journal pt. 1

Lilly’s Journal pt. 2

Lilly’s Journal pt. 3

Lilly’s Journal pt. 4

Lilly’s Journal pt. 5

Lilly’s Journal pt. 6

Lilly’s Journal pt. 7

Lilly’s Journal pt. 8

Lilly’s Journal pt. 9

Lilly’s Journal pt. 10

Lilly’s Journal pt. 11

Lilly’s Journal pt. 12

Lilly’s Journal pt. 13

Lilly’s Journal pt. 14

Lilly’s Journal pt. 15

Lilly’s Journal pt. 16

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An Accidental Possession Part 2

“Babe! You okay?” Dylan asked as he walked into the bathroom, eyeing his girlfriend as she stared at her reflection. Jack had to think fast. How could he tell his son that he accidentally possessed his girlfriend? Dylan would probably just laugh in his face!

“Uhm…yeah. I’m fine,” Jack replied, hearing Marie’s voice instead of his own. Dylan kissed his girlfriend’s lips for a quick second. Jack wanted to throw up, his own son kissing him was something he had never wanted to experience. “I guess I’ll just leave you to shower,” Dylan said, smiling. “Why’s that?” Jack replied nervously. “Because we’re heading to the mall. You requested it, Marie. Are you okay? You know you can tell me anything.” Dylan replied, staring deeply into his girlfriend’s eyes.

“I promise I’m fine. Just…close the door so I can…take a shower,” Jack replied nervously. Internally, he was still reeling from the kiss and the thought of having to go out in public was eating him up inside. “Okay babe. I love you,” Dylan said before making his way out of the bathroom, closing the door on the way out.

Jack reluctantly took off Marie’s clothes. An instinct that he didn’t know he had took over as he stared at Marie’s naked nineteen year old body. Her breasts were around a B-Cup, with a skinny waist and a large ass completing her look. No wonder Dylan likes her so much, Jack chuckled to himself.

Jack stepped inside the shower and let the warm water wash over him. The water felt so much more intense with Marie’s soft skin, every little hit from the water was one little shock after another.

Quickly, Jack’s curiosity got the best of him. He laid down, surprised at how Marie’s smaller form was able to fit flatly inside the tub. As the warm water hit his tummy, his hand crept it’s way down his body until he found his…Marie’s pussy. He gasped softly as his dainty hand hit his folds, soon closing his eyes and letting instinct take over. One finger followed by another slowly made its way inside until he was finger fucking himself.

Jack’s free hand grabbed a breast, taking in how soft and sensitive his new body truly was. The feeling was indescribable. Thousands of tiny shocks flooded throughout his body all at the same time. Oh fuck….this is amazing! Jack thought to himself. Soon, female thoughts started to appear. Marie was in love with Dylan just as much as he was with her. When she masturbated, it was about Dylan and his rather impressive cock.

Jack couldn’t shake the thought out of his mind. Dylan’s kisses, the multiple times him and Marie had had sex, Marie giving Dylan multiple blowjobs. He couldn’t fight the thoughts away. If he was Marie, at least for the time being, he had to act like her.

Marie couldn’t control herself anymore. She shook almost violently as his orgasm overtook her and she finally came, her mixing with the water as they fell down the drain. She had to take multiple deep breaths as she bathed in the afterglow and the water.

Marie laid in the tub for many minutes until she finally recovered from his intense orgasm. After getting up, turning off the shower and stepping out, Marie grabbed a towel and quickly took a peek inside her old room. Jack’s room. He was still laying in bed. She slowly walked in and felt his body. It was warm to the touch and she could hear breathing. Was the real Marie in there? Or was it somehow on Autopilot?

Marie stepped out of the room and back into her boyfriends room. “Your turn babe,” she said smiling. “Sounds perfect, love. Hope you didn’t make too much of a mess in there,” Dylan replied, chuckling after he had heard the loud moans coming from the bathroom. “No promises,” Marie said, giggling. Dylan gave his girlfriend a quick kiss before stepping out of his room.

More and more of Marie’s natural instincts took over as she found matching underwear and a blouse for her to wear to the mall. After putting on the blouse, she made her way to her makeup pile and naturally applied it to the best of her abilities. She was absolutely stunning.

About ten minutes later, Marie was laying on the bed as Dylan walked in. He quickly threw on some clothes and the couple soon made their way out of the house and to the mall. Dylan drove while Marie sat in the passenger side.

They soon made their way inside the mall. A few of the stores were closed while the others were opened. “Hey loser! I see you have your girlfriend with you!” A voice shouted from a short distance. “What do you want, Sam?” Dylan asked, turning around to meet the voice.

Sam had been bullying Dylan ever since they had first met in high school. Sam was the quarterback of both his high school and college football teams. In his head, all the girls wanted him and all the guys wanted to be him. He was a built fellow, clearly working out whenever he could. He was tall, towering over Dylan by a full head. In the past, Sam had tried making advances onto Marie but Dylan was always her knight in shining armor.

“Why don’t you meet me in the bathroom later, Marie? I just know that we can have so much more fun than that boy toy,” Sam said, chuckling. “Fuck off, Sam. She’s my girlfriend and don’t you forget it, asshole,” Dylan said, having put his foot down in every one of their encounters.

Sam soon walked away, rolling his eyes as if Dylan’s words affected him yet didn’t at the same time. Dylan wrapped his arm around Marie as they walked around the shopping mall.

After a few hours, and an impromptu date at the food court, Marie stood up. “I have to go the little girls room,” she said giggling. “Alright, babe. I’ll be here,” Dylan replied, staying seated.

Marie made her way to the bathroom, making sure to go into the women’s one. After she had left, Sam was standing outside the bathrooms. “Well what have we here?”

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New Identity

“Hey Tammi. This loser says I’m her dad. I know. Ew.

She bought some fake ID from… haha.. a witch! What a freak. She actually believed that the ID could turn you into the person in the picture.

She says I like, confiscated it and accidentally got changed.

What a weirdo!”