Mike stretched himself awake in the warm afternoon sun. Yawning he looked down towards the pool, being greeted by the two perfect breasts upon his chest.
"My my, another beautiful view," he said admiring his breasts. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of this." He kept his eyes focused on his tits, took them both in his right hand and his phone in his left. He began multitasking between Facebook and his breasts.
Facebook used to always piss of Mike, it was full of nothing but his friend's biggest achievements, like traveling around the world or getting a promotion. He began to feel left out and useless as he grinded away at his job at an IT help desk in a major company. Then all of that changed during an office visit from his boss' boss' boss' boss and his beautiful wife who had to have been at least thirty years younger than him.
The details of the switch were foggy to Mike, all he knew is that at one point he was helping out somebody connect to the building's wifi and the next his hand held the hand of his boss' boss' boss' boss, and stood at least a head shorter than him. Oddly enough Mike didn't react that much, he figured a change is a change. Meanwhile his former body began yelling and screaming "Who the fuck am I? Where is my body? What the hell is happening here?" "Let's go hunny," his boss' boss' boss' boss said to him. And that was the last he ever saw of his old male body.
Living the life of the wife of one of the richest men in the city was like being on permanent paid time off, he hadn't had to work a single day since the incident and her husband apparently knew so little about her other than the contours of her body (which he knew really well) that Mike just kind of blended right in. The best of all was that he could post just about anything on Facebook now and he'd end up with so many likes on his posts. He held up his camera and took a selfie, his right hand still groping his breasts. Within seconds the post had fifty likes. He smiled and put the phone down, admiring the beautiful view once more.
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Sunday, July 31, 2016
Friday, April 29, 2016
In the shower
I assume most of you have a natural curiosity of what it's like to be a woman in the shower, or else you probably wouldn't be here. Well luckily for all of you, I recently got a Go Pro, and since it's the weekend I had all the time in the world play around with it. This is my "waterproof test" of the camera, as I wore the form of one of some random girl I found on /r/gonewild.
Enjoy XOXO
Enjoy XOXO
Tuesday, April 19, 2016
FOSE Strikes Again!
"Woah, what the fuck? Where am I?" Stephen said with his new female voice. "And why do I sound like a woman?"
The former man had been struck by the FOSE while at work on a logo for an app. Stephen worked as a freelance graphic designer by day, but to make ends meet he would spend some weekend nights as a male stripper at bachelorette parties. It paid well, better than his career as an artist, but he would never do it full time.
Now he was laying in bed in a different house in a different body of the opposite sex. On the laptop were a set Facebook photos of him at a party, half naked and dancing on top of a coffee table while women cheered him on. Must have been a private party, he had done so many that everything blurred together at this point. In it his abs were glistening from all the oil, his pecks were so bold and strong, and his face so chiseled and masculine, and don't even get him started about his eyes... Stephen's new crotch began to tingle.
"Fuck," he blurted, "was I just getting turned on by myself?" That was when he noticed his right hand was wet, everything was beginning to make sense now. The FOSE had hit her and him. As a stripper you were warned about this, they weren't common but when the FOSE strikes you, it's best to be prepared. There was a girl a part of their group, Mckayla, who wounded up in the body of some guy from a bachelor party she was at a year ago! He kept on stripping in her body afterwards full time this time, dropping out of all her nursing classes, because it's good money. Plus it didn't seem like he didn't have much confidence before the FOSE. Now Stephen was on that side.
He gazed into his eyes of his former body on the screen, his new vagina heated up. "Fuck it," he said, "I did make a pretty sexy man. Maybe I should have taken this job full time. Plus, maybe if I orgasm just right I might be able to reverse this."
The former man had been struck by the FOSE while at work on a logo for an app. Stephen worked as a freelance graphic designer by day, but to make ends meet he would spend some weekend nights as a male stripper at bachelorette parties. It paid well, better than his career as an artist, but he would never do it full time.
Now he was laying in bed in a different house in a different body of the opposite sex. On the laptop were a set Facebook photos of him at a party, half naked and dancing on top of a coffee table while women cheered him on. Must have been a private party, he had done so many that everything blurred together at this point. In it his abs were glistening from all the oil, his pecks were so bold and strong, and his face so chiseled and masculine, and don't even get him started about his eyes... Stephen's new crotch began to tingle.
"Fuck," he blurted, "was I just getting turned on by myself?" That was when he noticed his right hand was wet, everything was beginning to make sense now. The FOSE had hit her and him. As a stripper you were warned about this, they weren't common but when the FOSE strikes you, it's best to be prepared. There was a girl a part of their group, Mckayla, who wounded up in the body of some guy from a bachelor party she was at a year ago! He kept on stripping in her body afterwards full time this time, dropping out of all her nursing classes, because it's good money. Plus it didn't seem like he didn't have much confidence before the FOSE. Now Stephen was on that side.
He gazed into his eyes of his former body on the screen, his new vagina heated up. "Fuck it," he said, "I did make a pretty sexy man. Maybe I should have taken this job full time. Plus, maybe if I orgasm just right I might be able to reverse this."
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