Option one: Mother 1; Amanda, 59, Wine lover, stay at home mom, bisexual. Soap opera enjoyer, promiscuous.
Option two: Mother 2; Delilah, 56, Secretary for a fortune 500, catty, gossiper, lesbian. Loves to dess up, loves her work.
Option three: Daughter 1: Kelsie, 28. In a committed straight relationship, waiting for boyfriend to graduate with doctorate. Plans on being a mom and wife. Loves reading, cooking.
Option four: Daughter 2: Sarah, 25. College cheerleader, not great with books, bisexual but prefers boys, gym rat - plans to be a personal trainer or trophy wife.
Option 5: Daughter 3: Emily, 22. Streamer, gamer, stays at home. Part time job at Starbucks, bisexual, willing to do anything to boost her socials. Smut reader.
Option 5: Daughter 4: Sandra, 19. Nursing student, cattt, envious, known easy lay due to high sex drive. Tik Tok "famous" for dances while half naked.
Like, what do you mean you don't understand?? Like, change me back out of this girly girl airhead back to like, my old body! We like, used to play video games?? Oh my gosh, you like don't remember that I was a boy!! Please, you like have to understand I don't want this big boobies, they like hurt my back and stuff! Just like, I'll talk to Kelly tonight - you find the like, book thingy with the magic.
I didn't know there were different types! I bought a variety pack and took one...maybe two? I bought clothes based on what the seller told me I'd need and now none of the tops fit! I didn't tell anyone I was doing this but like, I totally need some help now!
I was in college. Your almost average man, 6'2, played on the baseball team. However, I was more than a bit awkward. Talking to girls wasn't something I excelled at, in fact I just couldn't figure how to do it properly - I had grown up with brothers, in a male dominated house. I would always wind up just talking about myself or sports or video games.
But I really wanted to talk to Emily. Did I know much about her? Not really. But she was hot beyond belief. Long hair, a big chest (bigger than I'd seen on a girl that short!) and such a pretty face. But I'd struck out thrice already. I'd done everything, from tactics from pick up YouTubers to asking at a party when the liquor was flowing.
So when a little occult shop opened at the mall and I stopped in on a whim, I thought I'd give a wishing stone a chance. The Raven haired woman told me I just had to wait right before I went to sleep, grasp it, and wish for something I knew I wanted.
When I went to bed, I gave it a try - I wished I could be closer to Emily, to learn more about her.
This morning I've got my wish. I woke up not in my room, but in the room of her younger, heavy chested sister that I didn't know existed. And whose life I now have to lead!
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Hi! I'm looking for a GM for a classic gender swap prompt! However, I really want to turn away from the super erotic and focus on the mundane. The trials and tribulations of being a girl like this, a life I don't understand as I wake up in a new body. Can my body even drive? How does my back fare with such a heavy weight? Am I attracted to women? Do I like different music, do I find a need to go onto tik Tok, is my wardrobe all clothes that confuse me and make me feel exposed? Do memories occasionally seep in - letting me know about a life I've never led??
I know these kind of low stakes, asking for GM posts that deal with one transformation aren't the most popular but I hope someone likes the dead of taking a lead on this kind of story! Of course, all characters will be 18+.
Kinks: outfit control, age regression (18+), age progression, large breasts, short stacks, long hair, pregnancy, weight gain (to an extent), feminisation (light bimbofication, goth, egirl, influencer, Stepford), boob play, consensual sex, ass and breast expansion (to realistic limits.), small amounts of anthro, hucow
Dislikes: beast, non con, hyper sizes, clowns, scat, violence, bathroom play, bugs, filth/slob, obesity
Now I'm getting ready for a "girls day" to the mall, my back is killing me already, and I'm not excited to try and get these things into a bra!!
This was all to go out to the mall to try and get a refund from the clinic. I was already sick of hour long dress up sessions but anything less revealing and I got physically sick!
My body moves on its own, instinct covers the heavy tits with a towel but even that can't help them from spilling - it feels like I'd need something twice the size. "Oh...ok sweetie!" I call. I don't know why I know to call her sweetie but that can come later. "I'll be out in a few minutes!"
These bikini straps are really digging in though, either these tits got bigger since she bought it or I put it on wrong.. maybe I need to go shopping or sit in the backyard nude...
I realize then, that I was straight before...am I still into girls?!
I can't change back until I learn all, and I do mean all, about being a busty girl...