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"If you want it, you'll drink it. Of course there's a risk, there would be with any form of surgery. But based on my simulations, this will give you what you crave - and quickly." Dr Sampson held the formula out to Helen. "Y-yes," she stammered. "I want it. I'm ready. But... Will you give it to me? I've dreamed about this for years, and the feeling that I'm being changed is part of the thrill. So please doctor, will you?" Dr Sampson was a careful woman, but she had gone into this line of work because the thought of it turned her on. To administer this formula to Helen, to observe the effect, to be in control, was a major part of her kink. "You're sure?" Helen nodded. "Then beg me, you perverted slut." Helen took in a ragged breath. Her pussy was on fire already... This was her most fervent wish. "Please Dr Sampson, pour that formula down my throat. Transform me... Remake me forever!" "Remake you in

It happens… unpredictably. Every time I’m back to normal I’m on edge for weeks, months even, thinking it is about to happen again. And just when I think it won’t, maybe I’m free, it does. I’ll never be free of it. It started about five years ago. My little sister spiked a soda I was drinking with a massive dose of our mothers’ hormone replacement therapy drugs after I teased her about her growing boobs. Yep, I was a dick. What teenaged boy isn’t? Maybe she thought I would get a little sick, or maybe I’d have trouble getting erections for a week or two. Instead, doctors told me, it kick-started a second, separate endocrine system which had lain dormant in my body since birth. So now, when this system builds up enough power, I’m flooded with female hormones which operate aggressively and… well… I’ll tell you about the first time it happened. My sister Kat confronted me when I got home from college one day, asking how I was feeling. “Actually, I’ve been feeling a little off. Kind of sweat

How does it feel to change? Fucking amazing. There's no pain or discomfort as my skinny male body is overtaken by the thick womanly creature I become. The moonlight on my skin, my lips thickening, my hair growing long and thick. It's so good...  I do love it when I feel the lips of my new pussy open for the first time, but my favourite bit has always been the breasts. Oh, I know you like them too by how much attention you gave them. But when I feel them swell, fatten up, strain my clothes and then pop my shirt apart it feels like I'm emerging from that boring boy to become this sexy, mature woman.  That's very sweet of you to say. I do consider myself a MILF. I wonder if you'll be one too? Haha, what did you think was going to happen if you fucked a werewoman on a full moon? Come and see me tomorrow night and we'll change together...

Oh honey, keep groping my tits as they grow! Squeeze them! I can feel my skin stretching with new flesh, new nerves wiring my breasts straight to my pussy!  HnnnnnngyyyyYES! Ahhh ah aaah! I'm cumming! I'm squirting in my fucking panties from feeling you playing with my soft new titties... Now grab my nipples and pull... Oh shit...  I can't believe I've gone from flat to these massive tits in half an hour. I'm going to be enormous. I'm going to look like a melon titted freak and people are going to stare and I want it! I want to be a tit-fucking slut!

I was so excited for the year ahead. My girlfriend Nadine was seven months pregnant, and somehow even more beautiful than ever. She was absolutely my type - supportive, loving, affectionate, funny and sexy as hell. She was one of those ultra voluptuous women you may see from time to time, with large pillowy breasts, heavy hips and thick thighs.  I had met her on the street, literally bumped into her, and she seemed as struck with me as I was with her. A couple of years later, we were all loved up in a committed relationship, living together and expecting. Our sex life was wild - I'd never met another woman who wanted to fuck as much as she did. Thankfully my stamina was up to the job and we were at it daily. She knew her body drove me wild and often used to dress up just to turn me on. Flashing in public, sexy underwear, private strip shows, naughty pics and videos sent to me through the day at work. It all just fuelled my desire for her. And I worshipped her - her sweet pussy, her

Hi everyone! Thanks for all the great messages and emails over the year so far. My stories are getting shared and read all over and this blog is heading for a quarter of a million hits, which is mind-blowing. Thanks for all your enthusiasm. I really enjoy writing and am committed to keeping it free for you all, but if you felt like buying me a coffee in support I'd really appreciate it - you can donate at  http://ko-fi.com/adaggerpointed  if you want to. No obligation though! I've been very busy over the past few weeks but have also been putting together a few stories which are almost ready to go. Here's some teasers for four of them...