Tattooed

Charlie didn't know what happened. He was getting hit on by this super hot chick at the bar on Easter and when they left, he was expecting to go to her house for some rabbit-style lovemaking. He doesn't remember much after getting into her van but he woke up in a costume and with a new ability: when he gets turned on, he transforms into the what he's thinking about. He hasn't got it completely under control yet but he's just enjoying the forms as they come now.

He didn't know that this was the work of an ancient and powerful witch Elizabeth Bunny. She lure drunk men into her van and get them tattooed with a special enchantment where they couldn't see it. Whenever she would activate the runes, the men would take one of the forms she programmed into them and then she would command an army of sexy bunnies to go spread joy around for the spring. After all Spring is time for biological growth and multiplication. The bunny costumes were a new tool in her repertoire, she found them to be particularly useful in the modern times.

Jinkies!

"Jinkies, Tom! If you think that, because you trapped as me as your fantasy girl, I'll have sex with you then you may have more in common with Daphne."

When Tom found a spell online to make his fantasy come true he gathered up all the ingredients and began the ritual. It failed and Tom soon learned that he needed a canvas to manifest the fantasy onto. He learned that living beings can add great energy to the ritual and cause it to complete in a better fashion. So, he planned to lure his friend Fred into the ritual circle. It was easy, all he had to do was promise free beer.

The ritual worked like a charm, Fred may have been a bit too thin because Velma wasn't as curvy when applied to him. Tom assumed the ritual failed because it didn't change Fred's mind enough, he was wrong. The girl in front of him was Velma through and through. He just didn't know Velma is a lesbian.

Catfished?

"Catfishing is so easy these days. I can get all these gifts and cash from these losers just by posting a little bit of cleavage, Before the swap app that was solely the benefit of being a natural woman. Now, with this wonder of technology, I just have to walk around and find girls I'm jealous of and swap into them. I'm kind of worried about how this is affecting my mind though. I've been seeing hot chicks and feeling jealousy instead of pleasure and I'm starting to like these dick picks I keep getting."

Day at the Range

Getting turned into a girl was not going to ruin Chris' day at the range. In fact it made the day even better. He was able to flirt his way into discounts and free snacks. As the day went on he started to think that maybe he wanted to play with some other balls.

Sister Sex

"Stupid girlfriend putting stuff on the top shelf..." I muttered to myself as I found a chair and with significant effort drug it to the bookcase to stand on and reach the spell books my girlfriend had put on top.

She was always casting random spells. I think it turned her on sexually. But, a lot of the spells in this book are written to punish men in on way or another. This body swap spell was the worst. Sure I've been an animal before. But, how is that any worse than getting body swapped with my own sister? Not only that but she's done something to mind: I feel really dizzy.

"Hopefully she didn't make me too dumb to read again." I said as I reached for the book. I was interrupted by a ring of the doorbell and a summons from my girlfriend. I was compelled to listen to her when she called me.

I walked into the living room and saw her talking to my old body. She was pressed up against it and making it obvious that she was looking for sex from it.

"Oh, Mark! There you are! Hey, sorry to spring this on you so suddenly but I think I might be a lesbian." My body said to me as I walked around the corner.

"Steph?" I asked.

"Yeah! I asked Molly if she could help me with all the lesbian thoughts I'd been having and she said that she would sleep with me to work it out of my system. She qualified that statement by saying that she would never cheat on you. So, I guess this is how she got around that." My body said to me sporting a rock hard erection.

I guess she really does care about me. In a strange way. Oh, who am I kidding? I love it when she does this kind of stuff.

Garden Spirit

I could help but to tease my classmate who kept glaring back at me to make sure I wasn't doing anything inappropriate with her body. We had been in an argument outside the gymnasium about the uniforms for the school. She had indicated that it takes too long for her to get ready after gym class and that I should feel lucky that my uniform is just two pieces.

I told her that I actually appreciate the female student uniforms and gave her a wink.

"You wouldn't say if you were the one getting leered at all day by the horny old men that teach here and by pervs like you!" She shouted at me.

"I'm sorry! I was just joking." I responded trying to calm her down.

Apparently an ancient forest spirit who roams the garden behind the gym didn't believe my apology. He appeared to us and chided our argument for bringing negative energies into his garden. He told us that he would use his heavenly powers to restore balance to his sacred meditation grounds.

The next thing I knew I was in a skirt and cardigan. I didn't want to be late for class regardless of what just happened so I rushed as fast as my little legs would take me.

When I got to class, everybody still treated me like my old self just if I was always a girl. The same went for Rei. I'm starting to worry that the spirit changed more than our bodies. All this teasing my old my old body has me feeling strange. I think I might be attracted to myself.

Old Habits

"I've never felt so embarrassed in my life. I don't think I've ever been embarrassed before period. I'm a soldier dammit!" Kenji thought to himself worried that this pop star body was starting to effect his mind.

The political climate in Asia has changed too much for the higher-ups to trust that a revolution won't happen. So, they conscripted a squad of top soldiers to take part in a black op. The soldiers had their minds transplanted into the bodies of a rising pop group. Intel suggested that the arts community was responsible for spread the troublesome messages and this was a foolproof way to infiltrate it and perhaps change the course of public opinion in the process.

The commander of the squad served as the pop group's manager. Kenji didn't what came over him but he had the urge to salute the manager as he walked onto the stage to introduce the band for the show. Luckily, due to Kenji's new cute face, he was able to play it off and the op was not compromised.

This was just the first in a long list of strange mental effects the soldiers would experience throughout the tour.

Surprise Girl's Night

"What the hell!" I shouted as I suddenly lost my balance. I hadn't yet noticed the change in the pitch of my voice.

"C'mon, Sarah! We had other plans!" I heard a female voice speak exasperatedly from the left of me where my friend Seth had been standing.

Seth's long time girlfriend had just come home from her job as Seth and I were heading out to the sports bar to get some drinks and watch the fight.

"Well, you can still do them. I need to tag along and vent about my idiot boss." She quipped and motioned at herself. Her casual black clothing shimmered and faded into a more formal outfit, "Okay! Let's get going, girls!" She said and started walking out the door.

"What about Jim? He's never been a woman before and I think he might fall if I let him go." The girl I assume used to be Seth called out to Sarah.

I was just now starting to realize what had happened to me and I was too focused on the new feelings I was receiving to pay attention to Sarah as she said something and waved her hands at me. I must've got way to drunk at the bar because that's the last thing I remember from that night.

Everything else is in fragments. I was at the sports bar, I know who won the main event and how. I remember that Sarah was having issues with her new supervisor because he's a jerk that tries to micromanage her every move.

I feel really bad for her. I also feel like I've been feeling unnaturally empathetic since that night and I can't seem to walk passed a women's clothing store without staring at the heels for a strange amount of time for a guy.

Surely being turned into a chick for the night must've been a drunk dream. Right?