Proportions

"Fuck, your proportions are unreal," Cody said to the woman. "Do you even know what a real woman looks like?"

"Nice to see you too Cody. How'd you know it was me?"

"Because only Barbie would have your proportions."

"You like?" Gary put his arms behind his head. "I think this body is my masterpiece."

"It's a piece of something, that's for sure. Are you ready to go to the gala?"

"Fuck yeah I am. I cannot wait to see the look on your ex wife's face when she sees you with a woman like me."

"I hope she looses her shit, thanks for doing this Gary."

"Dude you're my best friend, plus Amy was a complete bitch. I'd do anything to make her pay for what she did to you."

Eyes Up Here

"Dude, eyes up here," James nudged his friend on the shoulder.  His friend momentarily glanced up. "Can you stop looking at your breasts for ten seconds?"

"You wouldn't understand," Max returned his gaze to his breasts, mesmerized by their jiggling with every step across the beach.

"Just because I'm gay doesn't have anything to do with this. Excuse us," James apologized to the family the two  passed. "The Metamorphose was three months ago, haven't you've had enough of your tits already?"

Max ignored his friend and kept on watching his breasts bounce in his new bikini, occasionally focusing on his feet so he wouldn't trip of anything.

"Max!"

"This is the first time I've seen the girls in this outfit, let me enjoy the moment."

"Max!"

"Jesus dude, calm your tits."

"Max!"

"What is it?" Max looked up, and immediately felt his leg get caught on something. His momentum continued forward but his leg was stuck. The former man felt gravity take over and pull him downwards towards a giant sandcastle. "Ooff," he said taking a mouthful of sand. The children around him gasped and whined. Max rolled onto his back to see James extending his arm out. Max took his friend's hand.

"Maybe you should wait until we sit down to enjoy the view next time," James said.

"Yeah, maybe your right," Max said whipping the sand off his body.

"I think I see a spot right over there," James began walking forward. This time Max kept his eyes in front of him, he could enjoy his breasts once he laid down.

Super Hot

"Oh my gawd, did you see that super hot chick that just passed by?" Nathan pulled off his sunglasses and bit them by the arm. "Jesus, what I'd do to tit fuck her right now."

Jim looked at the woman in the red polka-dot bikini that passed the two. She was with two other women, one in a blue striped one piece and another women in a pink bikini not unlike the one his friend was wearing. "Yeah, she's pretty hot."

"Pretty hot doesn't even cut it," Nathan shifted his gaze towards her. "I'd take my dick back right now just to tit fuck her right now. Fuck, having a vag sucks!"

"Shhh," Jim hushed the former man. "Don't drawl attention to yourself. Plus if you wanna be tit fucked so badly why don't you ask you friends?"

"You're such a pig," Nathan said tucking his sunglasses in the gap of his bikini. "I'm not gay." He nudged his friend. "How much do you wanna bet she's a les?"

"I bet ya $50 she's not a les."

"Deal," Nathan extended his hand. Jim reluctantly shook it. Jim shoo his ex-male friend's famine hand. "You're gonna pay for it, every women would die for this body!" He said approaching the three women. All Jim could do was work his hardest to hide his erection. Ever since his best friend transformed into the hottest woman he had ever met nothing had been easy.

Whatever

"Whatever, they're mine now," Miles said walking away from the staircase.

"I hope you enjoy your periods, asshole!" Caitlin shouted to her  former body.

After discovering a ring that belonged to an ancient princess the two somehow found their bodies swapped. Miles had robbed a jewelry store and found his ring, meanwhile Caitlin's finance found her the perfect ring for her.... until it turned out to be the ring that swapped her and Miles' bodies.

After weeks of hunting Caitlin found her old body, in the possession of Miles, a runaway convict known for violence against his wives. What she never expect was to see the former monogamist so content with his female body.

After confronting him the convict grouped his breasts and taunted the former women. She was beyond annoyed at his antics.

In the Contract

"This is not the job I wanted," Corey said to his new manager Mike.

"But you wanted a job didn't ya?" Mike said, "and I got ya one. Do you know how many girls would kill to have a body like yours? Every fucking one of them."

"Yeah, but I didn't want this body!"

"Uh uh, don't raise your voice at your manager, or you'll get a strike," Mike wiggled his index finger. "Beggar's can't be choosers. You wanted came in here looking for a job, no place would hire you with your criminal record, and I hired you because I have a soft spot for ex-cons looking to get their life on track."

"And you turned me into a fucking whore without my consent!" Corey whispered.

"What do you mean without your consent? It was right there on the contract you signed, you gotta read the fine print. We are a breasturant, we only higher well endowed women, you were not a well endowed woman so I fixed that."

"Then I fucking quit!" Corey shouted.

"Well fine, hopefully you like being a woman. The contract explicitly stated that 'anyone who had their body modified cannot regain their original features until they work here for at least two years, or pay the establishment one-hundred-thousand-dollars.' So by all means, you can quit but you're not getting your old body back until you fulfill your contract. So get to work, Kelly..."

"Kelly?" Corey asked.

"Yep, that's your name now, it was in the contract."

Easiest Job in the World

"Man, I got the easiest job in the world," Jordan said booting up his webcam. "Just change into a busty blonde, put on a push up bra and a low cut shirt, and bam money for days!"

Jordan had been trying to get into the live streaming business for some time now with no luck. He wasn't a good gamer like a speed runner or pro, he wasn't funny nor charismatic. All he wanted to do was leave his shitty desk job and play games all day instead. But nobody gave a shit about some other white dude playing games on Twitch, that was until he discovered he was a shapeshifter.

Shapeshifting made streaming easy, all he had to do was become a sexy woman and instantly thousands of views.

"Hey everybody, it's Jammin' Jordan here with another stream!" Jordan said to the camera. "Today we're gonna play some PUBG and finish it off with some Overwatch. Let's Jam!"

Top Dawg

Jamal arrived at the 28th street stop as Antonio's text instructed. There nobody there with the exception of a young dark skinned girl.

"About fucking time, I've been literally freezing my tits off for the past half hour," she said. "Late as fuckin' usual Jamal."

"And just who the fuck as you bitch?" Jamal asked. "Are you one of Antonio's girls?"

"Fuckin useless as usual Jamal," she said, "it's me Antonio."

"Yeah, and I'm fuckin' Jamie Fox."

"Look at my fucking ink man, these are and have always been my marks. What sorta bitch would steal my ink?"

Jamal took a closer look at the woman's tattoos, she was right those were Antonio's tats.

"Then how the fuck are you a busty-ass woman?"

"I have no fucking idea, that's why I need you. I trusted you the most, and I need your help. I think somebody fucked with my dope that caused this to happen. I need you to help me figure out who the fuck did this, and I need another thing from you."

"You ain't gettin' my dick if that's what you're askin' I already got a girl and it's all hers," Jamal said.

"Jesus man, just because I have a pussy now doesn't make me automatically want your dicks. Look man, with your help you're going to make me top dawg again."

"Fine sure, whatever, but I bet my balls that they won't listen to some cute-ass girl. You know more than anyone we won't let a ho be more than a ho in our squad."

"Well you better hold on to your balls right because I have none to lose, now let's get movin." Antonio said.

Train Wreck

"Jesus Christ, I feel like a fucking train wreck," Daniel said walking down the stairs. "Why does my voice sound different?" He tried clearing his throat.

"Damn, I didn't know Daniel got lucky last night," Daniel's roommate Joe said.

"I didn't," Daniel said. "What are you talking about?"

"Don't lie to me girl. I know Daniel's not the hottest guy, or the most handsome, or the most charismatic, but you did just walk down from his room. Yo Daniel," Joe yelled up the stairs, "who's your girlfriend?"

"Dude, what the fuck are you talking about? I am Daniel, I didn't get lucky last night, and you're a fucking asshole. Who's she?" Daniel pointed across the room towards a mirror.

"Uhh, that's you. What kind of games are you playing with me?"

"What, no." Daniel looked down and noticed his now enlarged chest. "What the fuck are these?" He groped his new breasts, "Oh god, is it gone?" He reached between his legs, "oh fuck, fuck, fuck." He dashed to the mirror to get a better look. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Just what the fuck is happening?"

"Are you okay?" Joe asked.

"Do I look okay Joe?" Daniel screamed.

"Just who are you?"

"It's me, I'm fucking Daniel!"