Vacation Roulette

Ever since Eric had come into possession of the Medallion of Zulu, he had been using it as an escape from his daily life. All it took was touching the medallion to a piece of clothing worn by someone else, and it could change his body into a perfect replica of whoever had worn it last. He worked from home most days, and it wasn’t uncommon for him to spend days at a time as someone else: Friends, neighbors, anybody whose clothes he could get his hands on. So much so, that his usual bodies had started to get boring. He needed to step up his game if he wanted to keep the excitement fresh, and he had the perfect idea to spice it up: A game he liked to call vacation roulette. 

The rules were simple: He booked a flight somewhere, brought nothing but his ID and the clothes on his back, and swiped a piece of unclaimed luggage off the carousel on his way out the airport. After he checked into his hotel, all he had to do was press the medallion onto some clothing from the suitcase, and he had a brand new identity and wardrobe for the rest of his trip!

Truth be told, the thrill of not knowing who he’d become was starting to get more exciting than the trip itself - He had been a teen boy, a male model (a trip he remembered fondly), a middle aged woman, even an elderly man to name a few, but the second he opened his new luggage, he knew he had outdone himself this time. Pressing the medallion onto a bikini he pulled out, Eric smiled as a familiar shock ran through him, reshaping his male body 

Unable to wait, he tied the bikini top onto his chest, the loose fabric quickly pulling tight as his growing breasts filled the bikini’s cups and then some. His skin darkened, the smooth, chestnut brown color spreading across his new curves as he felt his manhood recede into his body. He could already feel the pressure growing on his hips  and ass as he slid the bikini bottom snugly into place, complementing his new curves perfectly. Eric made his way to the mirror to admire his new form, his steps growing more confident as he got used to his changed center of gravity. He reached a hand up to cup his breast, smiling as the weight pushed back against his newly manicured hands. It was time for his favorite part of the transformation. A series of soft pops ran past his ears as his face reshaped itself to match the gorgeous body it now rested on top of. His lips plumped up, turning a deep reddish brown, fitting in perfectly with the high cheekbones and sharp, seductive eyes his face now sported. Eric moaned lightly, the breathy, feminine voice that came out of his throat sending shivers of excitement down his spine as dark coils of hair cascaded down his shoulders, replacing his own. “Whoever bought this stuff had great taste” he thought absentmindedly, posing in the mirror. Even the sight of his new body moving was starting to turn him on as he ran his hands down the curves of his perfectly shaped hips

That would have to wait though. He’d have plenty of time to himself later - Now, he had booked a boat ride through the hotel to help break in his body for the week. Winking at his reflection, Eric looked himself over one more time before walking down to the docks. It was time to soak up some sun and give his new body the vacation a woman like her deserved. 

Three hours later, Eric arrived back at his hotel, tanned, tipsy, and to the sight of a nervous looking manager walking up to intercept him at the hotel lobby.

“Ma’am? I’m terribly sorry, but we think someone’s broken into your room. Your luggage is missing…”