tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3147194363072180232024-03-19T00:15:29.485-07:00Phoenix World My very first blog made specifically based on bodyswap, transformations, and magical transformations Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-63279967663881731202022-04-22T18:34:00.000-07:002022-04-22T18:34:10.554-07:00Hypnotizing Assets<p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9TH0ZJwC38KBFQa8EVAAgFr14F3iVJVuBh3DC9tRrXOD_sfmL-BG6MrX-zO-9-guAFkrFyI0jkpWJq8TXrTCVnLpY04i78pJdhDLB9k07hIMJkf9Pn8cWSAzQL4VtPKK63EhDqeR1V4U6uvC1xr6vqgE3osaDRXLWBcJRn6hzqY2vuLkCR4nKhg0B/s500/8ca97db793_tumblr-mubloqRH6q1qdoxp5o1-500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="269" data-original-width="500" height="251" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9TH0ZJwC38KBFQa8EVAAgFr14F3iVJVuBh3DC9tRrXOD_sfmL-BG6MrX-zO-9-guAFkrFyI0jkpWJq8TXrTCVnLpY04i78pJdhDLB9k07hIMJkf9Pn8cWSAzQL4VtPKK63EhDqeR1V4U6uvC1xr6vqgE3osaDRXLWBcJRn6hzqY2vuLkCR4nKhg0B/w402-h251/8ca97db793_tumblr-mubloqRH6q1qdoxp5o1-500.gif" width="402" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After contracting the Fem Flu from some one night stand; life has been a bit..on the intersting side of things as of late. For instance my mom keeps taking me with her to the mall to buy more outfits that compliment my new figure, my girlfriend now best friend helps me with hygiene issues and my roommate can't seem to focus on nothing but my chest like now. well to be honest i kinda did this on purpose. They can be a bit hypnotic don't you think?</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p>Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-26776947223441559732021-06-09T20:37:00.004-07:002021-06-09T20:37:47.561-07:00Mask Of Change<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7mkyxlJunW81BR0XRWLpOBoqdhyuxi8-tD7kKEQQKihCY0HhVTS7jjjWHgsP3XhukdfF4wteYbqvQWnRoywmUS4z6PssMCPjWkGY5TBxPFX4wl64SkSiOWnX4A3L1ojyR90Yk6gOSWRc/s700/mask08_2000x2000_01_700x700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="700" data-original-width="700" height="383" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7mkyxlJunW81BR0XRWLpOBoqdhyuxi8-tD7kKEQQKihCY0HhVTS7jjjWHgsP3XhukdfF4wteYbqvQWnRoywmUS4z6PssMCPjWkGY5TBxPFX4wl64SkSiOWnX4A3L1ojyR90Yk6gOSWRc/w383-h383/mask08_2000x2000_01_700x700.jpg" width="383" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Being out of work and single left me with little to do and reaching the recces of boredom I dove into hardcore online shopping. I was adding many things to my cart until I came across this black mask. There was little detail about it other than stating it is a mask of change. Curious I bought it in hopes I can uncover more to this. Once it arrived a week later I quickly unboxed the content holding it up and expecting it. Inside was a note giving me instructions on how it works. Place it on face, think of a person in mind and voila. I did as instructed thinking about my neighbor who moved away last spring Olivia and suddenly I could swear I can smell her perfume. Turning around I felt strange; as if my center of gravity was off. I was shocked to see Oliva staring back at me only its me.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikTHa3YWhz0KIHJHKrEsLq0jomYvSMFhqSaJlZhuI8iDjVMj9ZgW9QdHj3_rLGnWrE_UIceo-V4odFY69RSqggcQO75mQ2ugTv2OthdJUiw2EVzaPGC1HMeEZDNRe_Zsc79b-6DuqTRrg/s350/e3fa66fe-f0fa-4b51-96bb-b53d33c44be0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="350" data-original-width="350" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikTHa3YWhz0KIHJHKrEsLq0jomYvSMFhqSaJlZhuI8iDjVMj9ZgW9QdHj3_rLGnWrE_UIceo-V4odFY69RSqggcQO75mQ2ugTv2OthdJUiw2EVzaPGC1HMeEZDNRe_Zsc79b-6DuqTRrg/s320/e3fa66fe-f0fa-4b51-96bb-b53d33c44be0.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">I couldn't help but smile lifting up my shirt as my now pudgy stomach was showing. I couldn't believe I became a copy of Oliva Mason. This is gonna be one hell of a time with this mask. If it turned me into her just who else it'll turn me into?</p>Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-30460042491119548872021-04-07T19:42:00.003-07:002021-04-07T19:42:46.919-07:00Doing A Solid 3<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD9ZKCEYrVPKhOz_nGZUzhrSrlVPq_6LesVB__lE5lIJafyPrjuOnI1_LIOm9LQBgi9tU_05A-eq5lwif8bp5Yv9Ol4RhHzlJGndjpVVznn2BNR5JtgHW7IUhUa1kLjfGZQ_0oS9gkmM4/s1080/Leith-Longline-Cardigan-with-Leith-Ruched-Body-Con-Tank-Dress-1-720x1080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD9ZKCEYrVPKhOz_nGZUzhrSrlVPq_6LesVB__lE5lIJafyPrjuOnI1_LIOm9LQBgi9tU_05A-eq5lwif8bp5Yv9Ol4RhHzlJGndjpVVznn2BNR5JtgHW7IUhUa1kLjfGZQ_0oS9gkmM4/s320/Leith-Longline-Cardigan-with-Leith-Ruched-Body-Con-Tank-Dress-1-720x1080.jpg" /></a></div>Just when I thought this would end Sean has me helping him out with yet another favor. This time he got in trouble with Mr.Garret again and this is his third strike meaning expulsion. So he begged me to hop his mom to go in and somehow get him out of trouble. Man do I hate being in his moms skin. Feels weird and the more I stay in her body the more like her I feel. Is that her husband? hmm.. He looks kinda handsome in that suit. Maybe being Rachel won't be so bad for a bit. You owe me "son" <p></p>Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-78381776206830688072021-04-07T19:34:00.000-07:002021-04-07T19:34:10.849-07:00Goodwill Hunting Part 2<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjojWjZS1VadIsJfy3t6MowVtbQvmIr5OjrzXCejeBYSkREuS4ZWQhjpNB4F1iwh2yb6wcan2fsSenbmoeWkxH_NGkhc5Qa6jAf5e5zpxMR27aFhBrH1Mn3HK70FbplugiJTe4smmsf-Dc/s560/5837ff271c8737193bb90a9d7485c5d8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="560" data-original-width="398" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjojWjZS1VadIsJfy3t6MowVtbQvmIr5OjrzXCejeBYSkREuS4ZWQhjpNB4F1iwh2yb6wcan2fsSenbmoeWkxH_NGkhc5Qa6jAf5e5zpxMR27aFhBrH1Mn3HK70FbplugiJTe4smmsf-Dc/w270-h320/5837ff271c8737193bb90a9d7485c5d8.jpg" width="270" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Who Would've guessed that within my collection I stumbled upon an old dress that was worn by my late aunt. It would be weird if I wanted to touch myself right? Hope no one sees me as this. Maybe Darrel won't mind banging his late wife. I am feeling kinda horny</p>Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-40714765384176907692021-01-06T06:42:00.001-08:002021-01-06T06:42:13.890-08:00Doing a solid 2<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqU8YsJMxub6-pqv-G9y0G6Hu03Ox4s-yx9XloP-NINipWrCTJSLzKOOOa9SccmgYV8xUWjycIvCGAe3F5mZzMP2xfIXAGfuOe6oF_5etTs8S-nUstb25aAk3A1fqUS3JHLhrwICleWkw/s630/CFLLfhIVEAAQxi8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="628" data-original-width="630" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqU8YsJMxub6-pqv-G9y0G6Hu03Ox4s-yx9XloP-NINipWrCTJSLzKOOOa9SccmgYV8xUWjycIvCGAe3F5mZzMP2xfIXAGfuOe6oF_5etTs8S-nUstb25aAk3A1fqUS3JHLhrwICleWkw/s320/CFLLfhIVEAAQxi8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">It's been a week since I took over Janice's body thanks to Sean's spell but it seems like I'm doing yet another solid for him. His cousin has a wedding today and he needs a date but knowing him he probably waited to the last minute per usual. So I had to use the spell again to take over Janice again which leads me back here in her room. Thing about this spell is the more its cast, the more like the person I become. I had no problem putting this dress on and it looks incredible on me. I better send Sean a pic to see what he thinks. My chest never looked so big. Wait, my chest? oh I hope I can leave this skin soon before I forget who I really am</p>Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-64892092155338219782020-12-25T03:40:00.005-08:002020-12-25T03:40:50.891-08:00Goodwill Hunting<p style="text-align: center;"> Being a collector I am I travel the globe in search of treasures and artifacts. Just a week ago I uncovered a strange looking medallion. It was gold with some weird markings some of which looked Latin or German so I looked it up and wouldn't you guess it was an ancient artifact that can transform people with the touch of any type of clothing for a duration of 12 hours. Feeling excited, I rushed to the closest thrift store and grabbed a cart starting to pick up various types of clothes. Some male, female, big small, old looking the works even some bras and underwear. Just as I was about to try my new coin out a black shirt and pants ensemble caught my eye. I went to touch it as I felt a zap on my hand which stung. As I continued my search my body began to feel funny as if my clothes felt they were sliding off. I rushed to a changing room as I felt my height shrinking from 5'9 to 5'3, my skin becoming pale and thin. I subconsciously grabbed the black ensemble and made my way to the dressing room to put it on and not feel naked.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWj5XQxHjdeCHP3S1o55kEbY5dzU2OWTV_E3-WZUkoqpgBYC7UU09wtGklW3R4RKPWnPzbltHbjSPuj8P8iLOX50ShOicdungkEZ7A0FNDoGxzNWoZ4sSS6epGujkNbPdCM1eyKgIElzI/s600/e438484bc26ba9db75d5798080469250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWj5XQxHjdeCHP3S1o55kEbY5dzU2OWTV_E3-WZUkoqpgBYC7UU09wtGklW3R4RKPWnPzbltHbjSPuj8P8iLOX50ShOicdungkEZ7A0FNDoGxzNWoZ4sSS6epGujkNbPdCM1eyKgIElzI/s320/e438484bc26ba9db75d5798080469250.jpg" /></a></div>As I stared into the mirror, I couldn't believe how hot I looked. Someone really threw this out? I smile admiring myself in the mirror as I grabbed another black outfit to try on and I was amazed at how well it fit my new body. Just then I get a knock on the door. "are you ok in there?" it was the store manager; I got out with a smile on my face. "Yes I'm perfectly fine. I'll take those clothes I have in that basket over there." pointing to my gathered collection as I put my coin around my neck like a necklace. this is gonna be fun.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgc0phvfUBQwqCRAu7NcCeO69mkIqC9esf5m6XJ-Hltl7aKnr6TZpsYXxMBN9celq_o-U1lXoqGy4qVMu-Ep7OiF3k-HCVDWrFY8GiTOkl8jKxxqD_bPZkpsukHnrmf56A_JYlBYp7Ck/s604/83e21466cd55cfd6f73713a3df28683c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="604" data-original-width="501" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXgc0phvfUBQwqCRAu7NcCeO69mkIqC9esf5m6XJ-Hltl7aKnr6TZpsYXxMBN9celq_o-U1lXoqGy4qVMu-Ep7OiF3k-HCVDWrFY8GiTOkl8jKxxqD_bPZkpsukHnrmf56A_JYlBYp7Ck/s320/83e21466cd55cfd6f73713a3df28683c.jpg" /></a></div><br /> <i>Sorry for the late update but Merry Christmas to all and Happy Holidays</i><p></p>Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-41364870873866257112020-11-27T18:32:00.000-08:002020-11-27T18:32:52.203-08:00Doing a Solid<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpk6mpibTunA_nsX0EIUi2axeYcwuqmUezuP7mfGCoq5vuHUfU7W-pDKJwe8h4RKVNx5fhfCHaMBuSeHFv7sP7c2DOuQu9prNJbv06KN7BUr_GeZ2gZlaTykhTxMRibIgM4VtpSWjTkA/s744/1f9ee7681ee72a2bc3f541264b73b908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="744" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpk6mpibTunA_nsX0EIUi2axeYcwuqmUezuP7mfGCoq5vuHUfU7W-pDKJwe8h4RKVNx5fhfCHaMBuSeHFv7sP7c2DOuQu9prNJbv06KN7BUr_GeZ2gZlaTykhTxMRibIgM4VtpSWjTkA/s320/1f9ee7681ee72a2bc3f541264b73b908.jpg" /></a></div>Holy snap it worked! I'm inside Janice's body! looks like Sean's possession spell worked like a charm. Now all I have to do is get him the drinks for the party and be out her body simple as that. But, i just can't let this chance slip by; who knows when I'll get another chance like this again. Best take a photo to send to my phone heh heh<p></p>Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-4883795291224079632020-11-27T18:19:00.003-08:002020-11-27T18:19:43.579-08:00Newfound Respect<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgyZL_ZV9UUlIGwtF8okmBSzeS-4RQmOXH4CG28RwIvQWntPLSfeZWB5CXEWFKdT32nCTPnO2U_homsYGOHGD9jBXGKMYdlrQz2bXHnHj64hDc58X6umhsn_IFVwneiV-iv2J3ZynApUU/s250/b49974192b8979e91b2972f70f683927.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="250" data-original-width="250" height="347" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgyZL_ZV9UUlIGwtF8okmBSzeS-4RQmOXH4CG28RwIvQWntPLSfeZWB5CXEWFKdT32nCTPnO2U_homsYGOHGD9jBXGKMYdlrQz2bXHnHj64hDc58X6umhsn_IFVwneiV-iv2J3ZynApUU/w347-h347/b49974192b8979e91b2972f70f683927.gif" width="347" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Gotta say, i have a newfound respect for women in getting ready. After the great shift hit placing many people into various bodies; I ended up in one with a big ass. Not just any big ass but my cousins. Why on earth does she have these tight pants i'll never know but i can't wait to get them on so my friend can stop eyeing me up. Although...I don't mind it too much</p>Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-26135636774581986302020-05-10T04:35:00.002-07:002020-05-10T04:35:49.636-07:00Clothes Make the Person<div style="text-align: center;">
Growing up, Simon had a peculiar ability that developed on his 15th birthday; he was able to transform into anyone by the touch of their clothing. The first time he learned of this power was when he went to grab his mother's coat for her when he became an identical copy of her. That to him felt very awkward and weird where she sat him down to explain that his power comes from his dad who has this gift as well.</div>
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"Holy crap! I look just like Shelby. why would mom have our neighbors clothes in here?" as Simon pondered that he didn't notice that his father had came home at just the opportune time</div>
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My best friend was throwing a costume party for Halloween and I was so unprepared I didn't even have a costume ready in time. I asked my girlfriend if I can borrow one of her old costumes and go in drag. She reluctantly agreed to my begging. As I went to her closet I seen what I was looking for; Her old Elvira costume. As I began to put the ensemble on, something strange began to happen. My body began to shrink and grow soft as the breast forms began to slowly feel real. I began to panic as I tried to take off the dress until I felt an odd sensation and I collapse on the bed.<br />
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It didn't go as planned as he kept trying to make advances on me and I had threw water at him but somehow leaches were on his face without my knowledge of ever putting any in my water. It then dawned on me that I may have gotten more than just a simple wardrobe change. A smile spread across my face as I felt powerful and sexy.</div>
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Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-10952334365603792182019-09-30T19:51:00.000-07:002019-09-30T19:51:10.023-07:00A Hoppers Adventure 3<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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"Oh man..what was I thinking in doing this?" wondered Mark. It's been a month since Mark had used his hopping abilities to hop inside his sisters friends body but now he's inside his younger sisters body. "I was suppose to do this to get my friend out of his breakup but now..I'm not so sure." As Mark was still thinking, his buddy Shawn had came up the driveway honking the car horn. "well..its now or never"</div>
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Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-87947790308188184632018-06-11T20:10:00.000-07:002018-06-11T20:10:47.338-07:00Naughty Neighbor<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Simon couldn't </span><span style="font-weight: 400;">believe that he was getting a blowjob from his sexy neighbor Mrs. Marshall but unbeknownst to him, his gay friend Michael was inhabiting Susan. After Michael had found a body swap spell online he took the best chance to switch with one person he knew his best friend had a huge crush on. "Ohh Mrs. Marshall, you are so good at this." moaned Simon. "mmm I've had plenty practice sweetie." purred Michael blowing his friend.</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></h3>
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<br />Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-38639606028431492262017-11-28T19:07:00.001-08:002017-11-28T19:07:28.382-08:00Payment Is Due (Request Cap)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Jack was your typical con man. tricking casual citizens to big time money makers. Jack had conned his way across the country but this one in particular may just be his last. On his way to his hotel room in Vegas he spotted a show girl and being the sly con man he is, gave the show girl a necklace claiming it's real gold. After she had found out it wasn't and turned her neck green. Angry, she uttered some Latin words and stormed off. Confused, Jack left to his room. Feeling tired he drew himself a hot bath. As the water touched his skin, he fell into a deep sleep After a while upon waking up, Jack felt a weird sensation where his dick should be. "What the? what happened to me?!" questioned Jack covering his mouth hearing his new voice. After quick inspection, he noticed that his whole body has been turned into that of a busty show girl. "How could this be?" Just then Jack spots a bottle of champagne and his eyes lit up. "Well now, can't let this tasty thing go to waste." Unbeknownst to Jack, his new body has a few more surprises in stored for him as he will be a show girl and escort to some sleazy con man.</div>
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Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-72443886959110987142017-08-21T12:25:00.000-07:002017-08-21T12:25:56.532-07:00Rocking Your World- Request<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Long time friends Matt and Randy were fans of the hit cartoon The Flintstones ever since they were kids. Their college was hosting a costume party and the theme is caveman. "We need costumes for this party dude. I can't wait to get my party on." Matt said excited. "I got it all covered." Randy said tossing a suit at Matt. They were costumes but not what Matt would've thought. "Female bodysuits?" "Yeah man, the shop were out of male ones so he gave me the next best thing." Randy said putting it on. Within moments, there was no trace of Randy left but a tall redhead with a big pearl necklace. "Whoah!! you look...hot" "I know" Randy said twirling around. As Matt placed himself inside the suit, his whole body shifted to fit the suit and within moments, he was a woman. "Oh wow..this feels nice." he said admiring his new face. "It gets better my friend." Randy said as he pushed Matt down onto the bed and started to rub his new clit. "Ohhhhh...th-that feels..so-so gooood..." moaned Matt as he grabbed his breast. "Forget about the party. tonight i'm gonna rock your world" giggled Randy as he continued licking Matt's nether lips. </span></h3>
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<br />Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-62446005723294146972017-07-03T19:22:00.002-07:002017-07-03T19:22:18.351-07:00A Hoppers Adventure 2<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">"Well hello again girls. you miss me?" Mark said in his new feminine voice. Just last week he had practiced using his new powers to hop into different people's bodies by testing it out on his mom fooling his family entirely. He then decided to try and go far with his ability by thinking of his sisters friend Ashley. It was real easy for him to do that since he seen her come over yesterday. "Wow, i can't get enough of the rush i get when i hop a girls body hahaha." Mark said while tugging at his workout bra. "Time to go for a run eh Ashley? </span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Ohhh.. where is it? where is that stone. I figured using that dark red stone would be fun but now; I can't be stuck looking like this!! I mean, true it was fun looking like this but, being a 20 something woman for the rest of my life, no thanks. You have to help me find it Jack. "But is it really so bad? that dress fits you so well and you do look hot." Haha..you think so? Maybe this won't b so bad after all.</span></h3>
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<br />Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-3892434197805790492017-06-05T19:33:00.000-07:002017-06-05T19:33:08.527-07:00A Dolly Time<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">My grandmother loved Dolly Parton with a passion. She owned all her records and had autographed portraits of her from when she was young. I never understood her love of a country singer so i just asked her and she responded with "Give it a listen dear". handed me a a record and i left after that. That was 8 years ago during that time my grandmother passed away leaving me with just her old record collection as well as her autographed record by Dolly Parton. I decided to listen to it couldn't be all bad right? As soon as i blew dust off it and started playing it my vision blurred and i blacked out.</span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I awoke later with a loud engine sound. As i look up i noticed something felt off. I looked at my hands and gasped in shock. I was a woman but not just any woman; i appeared to b in Dolly's body but during the 1960's i guess as part of her tour. "Hey Dolly we have to get moving. We're heading to Cincinnati next." Yelled who looked to be her manager. Boy i hope this is just a crazy dream.</span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">So turns out it wasn't a dream and it's been a whole 10 years since i became Dolly Parton. And surprisingly i seem to have adapted to this situation. I'll admit it was pretty hard going from a 18 year old guy to a 20 something woman stuck in the 1970s. But i adapt. I even took a break from that music thing but before that i did meet my grandmother her during one of my concerts. She was really young it was adorable. Guess i can;t call her my grandmother anymore since i no longer exists. I'm all Dolly now.</span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Its been quite some time since i had any real dating ever since my time jump so i was at a lost at what to do with my new hormones with my friend and long time roady Matt. "I think you look very sexy in that babe." i blushed hard at that and pounced right on him in pure lust. Another reason why i love being my sexy Dolly body, the sex life is amazing.</span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">Alongside my music career i took it upon myself to do a little radio networking. Matt was against it but i convinced him that it was a better opportunity than riding across the country doing music. Turns out, i was born for radio.</span></h3>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I can safely say that my life was quite interesting to say the least. I had to adapt at a new lifestyle and gender. Not to mention time gap. I never once went to college, married, got a job, or seen my friends and family after becoming this. Although they might not remember me but that's okay. I've learned to love my new life and all its glory. Oh, seems like the interview is over. I thank you Jimmy for having me on here tonight. I would hug you but my big boobs might make it difficult haha.</span></h3>
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<br />Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-64737469373275261122017-05-26T20:24:00.001-07:002017-05-26T20:24:07.777-07:00The Magic Stones 5<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">It's been a week since last i used one of those pesky stones. Hard to believe that being in that blonde form seemed to feel really good but i decided to change back since i didn't have control of any of my actions due to that crazy sex drive. So now i chose a weird rectangular one and wham! I look like this now. I'm glad my girlfriend is out of town or else i would have to come up with another excuse as to how many women are coming and going out of the house. Wait..is that Derrick? why is he here? and why is he staring at my butt? Yes i know i have a cute little ass but..hey! don't take off your pants..well..since you're here and all and..I'm like this for like a few weeks..lets do it! hope your well hung like the girls said at the mall.</span></h3>
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<br />Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-53953556313055741332017-05-26T20:13:00.000-07:002017-05-26T20:13:18.678-07:00A Hoppers Adventure<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">"My god..mom er- I look hot." Mark said to himself while snapping a picture of himself. Mark isn't your average teenager. Deep down his family tree lay a small group of family members with the gift of hopping into another persons body. This ability of his came to light just on his 15th birthday. Without knowing, Mark's essence left his body and he began wondering the halls until his mom bumped into his soul which he then slipped right inside her. As his mom convulsed and vision came back to Mark, he now saw his own mothers reflection. "I must say..these boobs are pretty fun to look at...and play with." Mark said cupping one of his boobs in his new aged hand. "Bet i can fun with this little power. Seems like she was getting ready for bed and from the looks of this gown..i say she was ready to really unwind," he said with a sly grin, Marks adventure just began right here. </span></h3>
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<br />Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-90084149984217651022017-05-12T20:15:00.000-07:002017-05-12T20:15:13.289-07:00Well Adjusted<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">"Mmmm.. I didn't know that i would love tea so much. I have to hand it to Rachel for doing this to me." David chimed. David and his wife Rachel loved almost anything that can bring their relationship to the next level. It just so happens that they uncovered the infamous reversal rings and in turn swapped their bodies. This was a year ago and David still lives on in his wife's body. "Turns out getting pregnant is a key way to getting stuck in our bodies babe." Rachel said while rubbing her husband now wife's stomach. "Yea..but i feel very good about it. And i bet our daughter is going to be a great addition to our lives."</span></h3>
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<br />Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-18293879409670634442017-05-12T07:44:00.000-07:002017-05-12T07:44:12.083-07:00A Special Gift<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">"Hey baby show me some more of that sexy body!!" ugh..you know i wasn't always like this. Just a few weeks ago my friend Elle had sent me some sort of potion she was working on. Said it would give me a special outlook on life but not like this. Big tits, plump lips and this over sexed body. It was hard for me to get a regular job so i decided to get one as a porn star model thus bringing us back to here now. "Wendy when we're done here you have a special visitor here for you." And who would that be? Wait, is that Elle?! </span></h3>
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<br />Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-61767687802877519212017-05-04T19:28:00.001-07:002017-05-04T19:28:28.266-07:00The Magic Stones 4<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">I'm telling you the truth it's really me in here. I picked up a odd looking stone and it turned me into this so i decided to take advantage of the situation. Not my fault that your boyfriend walked in on me while pleasuring myself and we ended up doing it. I'm positive i had nothing to do with that encounter. Now please hand me the stone back so i can turn back Lisa.</span></h3>
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<br />Shadowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12540740501664076443noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-314719436307218023.post-65999185569578831812017-05-03T20:22:00.000-07:002017-05-03T20:22:23.746-07:00A Sexual Exploration ( Guest Cap)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">"... "Seriously, dude!?!" came the deep voice from the pretty lips of the busty beauty. "You know that it's me; your male friend, L.J. in this body, right, Devin?" ... "Yeah, man. But those titties are amazing, man! You haven't even stopped playing with them since your transformation finished. And your face is so pretty, bro!" replied the man standing across the room. ... "I cannot believe you're so turned-on by me, man! But that bulg... What the hell are you doing, dude?!" ... "Just offering you what it looks like your body could use," said the man in a man's body as he pulled his cock out. ... "Fucking-A, man! You're already hard just looking at me?!" exclaimed the man in the woman's body as his friend stepped closer, unable to ignore the heat building inside his dampening pussy, before adding, "Look, Devin, I won't deny that I want to know what having my pussy fucked will feel like, but don't even think about cumming there...Okay!?" ...So, after several minutes of vigorous, vaginal verification in various & sundry position - and not a few grunting climaxes for the female male - Devin could no longer restrain himself. ... "Okay, bro! I gotta blow my load, like now!" The speed with which Elle-Jae hopped off his friend's pulsing pecker was remarkable! As was the volume of jizz that Devin spewed into his friend's pretty mouth and over his heaving breasts! ..."Hmnghlhurplhmnhm...SchluuP... Well, at least you kept it out of my pussy so, thanks for that dude! But, just to balance thing out here, why don;t you clean your mess off my tits!?" </span></h3>
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