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"Honey, look what a cute swimsuit I got this time!" said Bill to his wife Hannah. Hannah nodded unsure how happy she should be anymore. Her husband had just came out from the male locker room of their local Bikini Beach, changed into what was Bill's female self. Billie, as liked to be called, was now wearing a black one-piece with three striped openings and four golden sea stars. It was indeed a cute swimsuit. Only, Hannah was starting to wish that Billie wasn't so enthusiastic about it. It was their fifth visit to Bikini Beach in less than three months. It was the third time that Bill got himself a weekend pass, without any prompting from his wife. The first time they visited it was a calculated one from Hannah, who convinced Bill to try the one-day pass. She knew that the magical private beach club would change every male guest for the duration of their pass. Hannah did it as a prank and hopefully a lesson for Bill. That first time, Bill came out of the locker shock...

"Hey gorgeous, would you like to have a great time?" I ask, trying to sound flirty. Six months in, I still hate having to sell myself for potential private dances. I still hate having to give private dances. Or stripping in general. Even having tits and a pussy is still a handful, since I've never wanted to be a broad. I guess I should thank the government for placing me in the special Witness Protection Program. They thought that making me a broad and placing me working as a stripper was the best way to protect me while keeping me in town. Who would think that mobster Jack Mondello is now a tiny, busty chick that gets naked for money? Nobody.  "What would you give me?" the guy says, as I gently caress his thigh.  I have leaned over him, showing in my rack. I can feel the sheer slutty dress tightening around my ass. I hate all these revealing outfits. The guy is bald, but strong and muscular. I guess he overcompensate the loss of hair with lots of gym. I used to...

Professor Daniel Dumont couldn't stand anymore the whining of his friends. They were all shifted during the Great Shift and they were all complaining non-stop about their changes. Most of them didn't even changed that much, just into different dudes. Some even got swapped into young guys, basically obtaining a new chance at life. Yet, his group of 50-years old men kept complaining about how difficult they got it, dismissing everyone else. 'Will you please just stop whining? You guys have it easy' texted Daniel in their group chat.  'Come on, Mr Professor, your life will not change much, just because you don't have a dick. You're single and work behind a desk, how hard can it be now that you're a woman?' replied annoyed Rick, who swapped with his neighbor.  'Very, you guys are so out of touch with everyone. I can't just go back to my old job, nobody will respect me anymore' 'For fuck's sake Dan, you're a professor of economics,...

"I don't know Lois, doesn't it look a bit...demeaning?" Superman asked his wife. Lois Lane giggled: "Well, it's not much worse than what your other female colleague wear all the time." "I guess I've never really looked at it this way..." Superman commented.  During one of his many out-worldly battles, Superman entered into contact with a mysterious hybrid substance, a mix of kryptonite and minerals from a dozen different planets. At first he didn't give much notice to it, it only made him feel weak for about a day. However, once he went back home, exposure to Earth's sun caused a very strange reaction. The once mighty kryptonian man started to shrink and lost strength, at first in an unnoticeable way.  Until he flew closer to Earth. He felt immediately weaker and his uniform started to look and feel baggy around his body. His mighty chest was itchy and swollen. He barely made home due to nausea, where his wife Lois Lane had the shoc...

Lana heard a buzz on her phone. It was a message from her husband Paul. There was a picture attached. She opened it and gasped.  'Good morning love! tonight two big developments, lol! Little Paul is still hanging on dear life, but I think he's all alone now. Now I'm off to some more tests and then rest in my quarantine room. Started a re-watch of Games of Thrones, but had to stop because it was soo hot! That Momoa is something, isn't he? xo' Lana just stared at her phone for many minutes, alternating between reading the text and looking at the picture. She couldn't believe either. Paul sounded normal, almost happy, referring to another man as hot and not bothered by having lost his testicles. And in the picture she could barely recognize her husband. He didn't look like a man at all, especially now that he grew a sizeable pair of tits.  Paul was one of the unfortunate person to catch the so-called GeNe syndrome, a powerful virus that changed the gender of wh...

"Sue Helen, you have to believe me! Somehow, I woke up like this, but it's really me, Nathan!"  Sue Helen nodded, placing her fingers between the abundant cleavage of the woman in front of her. She unbuttoned the shirt, widening it a bit and looking how big the chest was. It was hard to believe that this chest ever belonged to a guy. If it wasn't for the other girl's deep knowledge of her and Nathan, Sue Helen would have dismissed her as crazy..  "Uh...I guess I can believe you after all you told me...but still it's hard to think of you as Nathan, with this bust and that face!" Sue Helen said, her eyes still wandering around Nathan's chest. Nathan blushed, embarrassed by the whole situation and by having his new appendices explored by his girlfriend. He was telling the truth though. He went to bed as a normal high school male senior, to wake up as a high school female senior. His new body was very weird, with the heavy bust and the lack of manhoo...