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“Hey there!” Dan looked up from his drink to see a gorgeous woman slide onto the barstool next to him. Her tits were practically spilling out of her top, drawing his eyes in before he looked up to make eye contact. “Hey, yourself”, he replied. “I know this might sound strange, but my girlfriends bet me i wouldn’t make out with the hottest guy at the bar tonight, and looking around, i think that might just be you! I’m Eliza.” the woman continued with a smile, laughing at Dan’s expression of confusion. “Mind if i steal a kiss?”  Dan nodded, still at a loss for words. He never had too much trouble picking up girls, but this was definitely the easiest he’d ever done it. Who knew he was hot enough to grab a girl as hot as her’s attention without saying a word? It had to be the muscles, they had always been his strong point, he decided. Girls always went for the body. Taking his nod as a yes, Eliza grabbed his shirt collar, pulling him in for a long, passionate kiss. When they finally unlock

Tony gazed at his reflection in his phone screen, making sure his makeup was perfect as he snapped a selfie of himself before heading out to his date. Second puberty had forced him to go through a lot of firsts the past few months, and the fact that he had been diagnosed with the Early Onset MILF variant had only heightened that. His first day without a dick was a big one - he still remembered waking up with his hands down his underwear, fingers reaching the pussy that hadn’t been there hours before and already itching to be used from the wet dream that had woken him up in the first place. His first day with tits came soon after that. It seemed like they were getting larger every day since. They were small at first, barely a handful, and now they could fill out almost any top he owned, their soft, sensitive weight becoming the centerpiece of many of his outfits. His first day out in public as a woman was another one, a quick grocery run to pick up some essentials. He had blushed when t

It’s funny, Antonio had never liked going to the club before he was diagnosed with Second Puberty. Standing in long lines just to get rejected at the door, paying for overpriced drinks, getting looked over by most of the women he met, it all added up to a bad deal. As a woman, though, he couldn’t get enough of it. As it turned out, a little effort into his appearance could go a long way. It wasn’t exactly difficult, the women in his family had always been busty, and his new body was no exception. Second Puberty had left him with a body to die for, with perfect tits and wide hips that looked like they were meant to be shown off in a tight dress. A little bit of makeup and a low cut top was all he needed to make an impression now, a gift he took full advantage of every time he went for a night out.   Why wait in line when he could charm his way past the bouncer and into the VIP section with a couple of well-placed laughs and a bounce of his chest? Plus, it gave him a great chance to scop

Luke was never supposed to take it this far. He had been targeting the Kazuya’s house for weeks, getting ready for the heist of a lifetime. They had the biggest house in the neighborhood, one robbery like this and he might be set for life. He even went as far as buying a possession spell on the black market, intending to hop into the man of the house’s body for a few hours and scope out the property. He had laughed when he read the spell’s warning, that an orgasm would lock him in whatever body he possessed. Sure, Mr. Kazuya’s wife was hot, but he could control himself. He’d have time to fuck any woman he wanted once he was rich.  He didn’t expect to make two crucial mistakes, though. He was sloppy with the spell’s direction, landing him in Mrs. Kazuya’s body instead of her husband’s. That would have been fine on its own, if it wasn’t for the fact that he had hopped into her body right in the middle of sex with her husband. The pleasure was overwhelming. His first feeling as a woman wa

“Babe hurry up, we’re gonna be late!” Chris shouted up the stairs, “Just a minute! almost done babe!” Lauren yelled back, putting the finishing touches on his date night outfit. She always took a little extra time to admire himself before going out. Chris thought she was just vain, but she’d never let him know the real reason. She gazed at her reflection, touching up her makeup as she reflected on just how lucky she was. One last look in the mirror confirmed it - the Gender Virus was the best thing that had ever happened to her. A year ago, Joey wouldn’t have dreamed he’d be thinking that. He had hated what the virus had taken from him; his height, his strength, his life, not a single trace of the old him had been left after his transformation. The doctors called it the West African variant of the virus, and a particularly strong    case at that. He couldn’t do anything except watch as his height and muscles dropped off of him, preparing his body for the changes that were still to come

“That should get his attention” Eric thought as he uploaded the selfie to instagram, smiling as the likes already started flowing in. As he scrolled through his feed, though, he was looking for one account in particular: Derek, the tall stud he’d exchanged info with at a party last night. Eric never expected that one day he’d be this nervous for a man to text him, but then again, he’d never expected that he’d be doing it as a woman either. Had it really been 3 years since he’d had his body stolen? Eric still remembered the day that Vivian, his neighbor’s 15 year old daughter had somehow taken over his body and put his mind into her own to get away from her overbearing parents. In an instant, he had gone from a being a 30 year old man to looking down at Vivian’s awkward, lanky teen body as she packed up his life and moved away from the neighborhood. At least he wasn’t lanky anymore, he thought, running his hand along his toned ass. A few years of puberty, eating right, and exercise had

Maybe this had gone too far. It had started off as a joke, but the longer John sat across from the man, the less funny it seemed to become. He was home for the holidays, visiting family in his hometown for a couple days before he went back to the city. He had ran into Mr. Smith, his high school best friend’s dad, at the bar he’d ducked into trying to get a break from his family. It was funny at first, walking up to him and introducing himself. He didn’t recognize John - Of course he didn’t, last time the two had seen each other John was taller, more athletic, and well… a man.   His family hadn’t told anyone back home about his bout with Second Puberty, apparently. Why would they have? He knew they were embarrassed of him, their star athlete son turning into a girly girl, but he had embraced his new womanhood. After all, what other choice did he have? It wasn’t like he could hide his changes. He had lost almost a foot of height and dozens of pounds, although some of them had came back i

Eastern University’s basketball team celebrations looked a lot different ever since Damian (center) picked up the Gender Virus after hooking up with a girl at a frat party. He had heard the news about a possible outbreak on campus and told himself to stay vigilant, but a couple drinks in and he let his guard down, slipping away to an empty bedroom with an asian girl he’d never seen on campus before. He woke up the next day with what he thought was just a bad hangover to the sound of the girl sneaking out of his room, but the damage was already done. A light patch of skin was his first clue that he had caught the virus, slowly overtaking his dark complexion as the     virus set in changing the rest of his body.   Over the next few hours, Damian must have lost over a hundred pounds, shrinking in height by almost a foot as his muscles turned into soft fat, rearranging his hips and ass into smooth curves. He panicked at first, trying to look up any way to reverse the changes online, but as

When Martin first caught the Gender Virus, he resisted his changes. He had a good life, he loved being a man. Who would want to give all this up to become some random girl? Now he knew the truth - that being a woman felt so much better than his old life as a man. Picking out the perfect outfit to showcase his body, feeling all eyes on him as you walk into a room, it was intoxicating. He loved seeing the lingering glances men gave when he wore a low-cut top or a tight dress, showing off his beautiful curves to the world. This is what his new body was meant for, after all. Why would the virus have given him such a beautiful body if it wasn’t meant to be shown off? He loved the feeling of getting dolled up for a party, using makeup to highlight his soft features, getting his hair to frame his face just right. It turned him on knowing that the night was leading to one thing, the moment where he’d pick the best looking man in the room, whisper in his ear exactly what he wanted to do with hi