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Man of her Dreams

Emma had been having strange dreams lately. At first they started as vague feelings that she would forget in the morning. But Emma could tell that they were wet dreams, as she would always wake up horny after having one. She would simply masturabate then go back to bed like normal.

But as the nights went on, her dreams became stronger and stronger until Emma couldn't tell reality from dreams anymore. It was only then that Emma realized there was someone else present in her dreams too. There was a man who had been there since the wet dreams began. Once Emma could interact with him in her dreams, they were free to fuck like wild freaks. She would submit herself to him as he claimed her territory over her body. He was dominant, and she loved him.

But no matter how much they fucked, it was always just a dream. By the time the morning sun came, Emma woke up horny and sexually frustrated, realizing it was all just a dream. But that didn't stop Emma from looking forward to seeing the man of her dreams again the next night.

Then, one night before they could fuck in her dream again, the man stopped mid-makeout and grabbed Emma.

He held her close, and whispered into her ear:

My love, I'm so tired of meeting you like this. I want to touch you, with a real body! You need to bring me to life. Listen closely...

Emma listened closely as the man told her how to bring him to life. She would need to brew a magical potion, then she would need to trick someone into drinking it. Only then could the man come to life outside of her dreams.

The man also had one other naughty request, and Emma smiled as she thought about it. She laid in her bed, motivated and ready to execute the plan. And as she scrolled through her social media feeds that morning, she found the perfect target to use the potion on. Stacy Williams, a nobody from her old high school. Someone that nobody would notice if she miraculously disappeared.

With that thought in mind, Emma kicked the plan into phase one and called her old high school friend to invite her to "catch up again after so many years."

***

...Stacy had gotten a phone call from an unknown number one random day in February. She was working a double shift when the call came in, so she wasn't able to answer. The caller had left a voicemail, and once Stacy got home from work, she listened to the voice recording.

Hey girlie! You might not remember me, but it's Emma from high school! We used to have PE together. I got your number through MyBook. I know this is totally out of the blue but would you be down to hang out with me, Karla, and Skye? They went to high school with us too! I know you're still in town, just like us, so I figured it might be fun to meet up for a casual lunch or something. Just call me back and let me know, ok? Bye!

Stacy wasn't sure what to make of the voicemail. She vaguely remembered Emma's voice, though quite frankly, she wouldn't have remembered any of them if it weren't for her yearbook. Stacy didn't really have an opinion of them. She might worked with some of them for a class project once or twice, but beyond that, Stacy didn't know them.

Stacy continued about her day while she thought about Emma's offer to meet up. The whole proposal just seemed awfully weird to her. But after weighing her options carefully, Stacy realized she wasn't opposed to the idea of catching up on old times with familiar faces. Best case scenario, she'd have a new friend or two she could talk to whenever she was bored. Worst case scenario, she'd get a free lunch and some people to block on MyBook.

In the end, Stacy called back Emma and agreed to meet up. The plan was to meet up at Emma's apartment for brunch. On the day of, Stacy got dressed up in a top and jeans and drove over to Emma's. As she walked up the doorsteps to Emma's apartment, she saw another woman waiting at the front door. Stacy recognized her; her name was Skye and she was wearing a tight dress that complimented her hourglass figure. Suddenly, Stacy felt the need to turn around and leave, but it was too late. Skye heard Stacy walking up, turned to face her, and lit up when she saw her.

"Well if it isn't good ole Stacy Williams, how the fuck are ya!?"

"Um, I'm fine. How are you?"

Stacy held out her hand for a handshake, but Skye went in for a hug instead. It caught Stacy off guard and she reluctantly gave in.

"Aww, aren't you two the sweetest? Already getting along and shit," Emma had opened the door while Skye was still hugging Stacy. "Come on inside, it's too cold to be out right now."

Emma held open the door. Stacy followed Skye inside the quaint apartment. Karla was already inside sitting at the table. She was dressed up as if she was going out to a night club too. Stacy could feel her face get warm as she wondered to herself if she underdressed for the occasion.

All four women took their seat at the table. Emma brought out finger sandwiches and mimosas for everyone. Stacy helped herself to the food while the girls started talking. At first their conversation started with just work gossip, but then they started talking about recent group activities. It forced Stacy into silence as she wasn't able to contribute to the conversation. The more Stacy listened, the more obvious it was that they all already knew each other. They weren't subtle about it either. While Stacy quietly sipped her mimosa, the rest of the women were laughing boisterously, having seemingly forgotten Stacy was even in their presence.

Some time had passed. While Stacy had finished her third mimosa, the rest of the women were still fully engaged in their conversation. After Stacy finished eating one last sandwich, she decided to excuse herself from the brunch. But as soon as Stacy tried to stand up, she felt herself getting light headed. She stumbled, and used the table to catch herself before falling the ground. The girls stopped their conversation to help her.

"Woah woah, are you okay?" Emma asked.

"Yeah... I'm fine... Just a little dizzy..." Stacy answered.

"Let's take her to the couch, give her more space to breathe," Karla commanded. She and Skye then helped Stacy over to the couch. Stacy's limbs felt numb and she struggled to walk, even with their support. But as she was led to the couch, Stacy couldn't help but notice that although everyone had a mimosa to their plate, Stacy was the only one to actually drink the cocktail.

Stacy sunk into the couch's cushions. Emma was opening the windows, Skye was getting water, and Karla was holding Stacy's hand for moral support. Stacy felt herself getting warmer and warmer. She tried looking around her surroundings. The room started spinning, and her vision became blurred. She could hear the other women talking to her, but she couldn't make out what they were saying anymore. Her breathing became quicker too. All of her symptoms grew in intensity until she eventually passed out on the couch.

***

The three women exchanged looks between themselves and the passed out Stacy. After a moment of silence, sinister smiles began to spread across their faces. They all looked at each other knowingly. Then, Skye broke the silence.

"I can't believe we actually just pulled that shit off!" Skye said excitedly.

"You're telling me... I can't believe she didn't notice none of us were actually drinking those things. Now, where's this sex god of a man you promised?" Karla asked impatiently.

"Patience, sis, it'll probably take a minute or two for the magic to kick in after passing out." Emma clarified. She looked over Stacy's body, then her eyes grew wide. "Speak of the devil, here comes the transformation now!"

The three women stepped away from the couch as Stacy's body begin to twitch and spasm. She was tossing and turning on the couch as though she were suffering from a nightmare. Stacy was groaning as her body contorted. There was a creaking noise, then Stacy's body began to stretch and grow. She had drunk three glasses full of spiked orange juice, and the magical effects were kicking in all at once.

Mass was added onto her body, causing her slim, womanly figure to balloon into a more masculine torso. As her muscles grew in size, her clothes became too tight and ripped, leaving her transforming body exposed. Her already shoulder length shortened to a mullet. The barely noticeable stubble she had on her face grew in to a full goatee with a goatee. Soon enough, Stacy had transformed into a burly man.

All of the bodily sensations Stacy went through woke her up from her stupor. She looked down at her new body with a face of confusion. She flexed her new biceps, the newfound muscle swelling up.

The three women cheered as they saw Stacy's transformation as it happened. Emma in particular was overjoyed to see the man of her dreams living and breathing in the flesh right in front of her.

"Well, girls? What did I tell y'all?" Emma was proud of her handiwork. Though her pride was short lived, as Karla tapped her on the shoulder. "Hm? What is it?"

"Look down there." Karla pointed at Stacy's groin. The transformation remained incomplete. Although the rest of Stacy's body turning into a man, she still had her vagina.

"Bro, what the fuck!? I thought you said he was hung like a horse!!" Skye yelled in a shrill voice. Her shriek caught Stacy's attention.

"Who's supposed to be hung!? Who am I!? What did you guys do to me!!" Stacy cried out with her original voice. The women were taken back at the sound of Stacy's voice remaining unchanged.

"That's weird... She's still herself... I guess the magic missed her vagina, voice, and her mind." Emma tapped her foot as she pondered what could've gone wrong with the transformation. She hated that Stacy's mind was still intact despite her body no longer belonging to her. She would have to troubleshoot it herself. Emma then straightened her posture and began to walk towards Stacy.

"Well, nothing a little manual labor can't fix." She walked up to Stacy then pushed her down onto the couch, forcing her to lay down. "Come on, ladies, won't you give me a hand with him?"

Stacy watched as she saw the three women exchange knowing looks with one another. Her nerves grew when Emma used her hands to hold her down by the thighs.

"Hey! What are you-"

Stacy was cut off sentence as Emma began going down on her.

"Nrgh... Wh-what are- Stop! I don't- Like women!!"

Emma ignored Stacy's outbursts and continued giving her oral. But the way Emma pleasured Stacy's pussy wasn't the way someone usually would. Instead, she licked until Stacy's clit grew erect. Then, Emma ignored the rest of the vagina and focused solely on the erect clit. Emma sucked on it as though it were a dick, going up and down on it at a fierce pace.

Stacy felt a pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced. Stacy wanted Emma to stop, but at the same time, she couldn't deny that she was having the best time of her life. She was getting a blowjob, just like a man would! Soon her clitoris grew as Emma sucked on it. Her vaginal lips disappeared, leaving two hairy balls heavy with cum in their place. The head of the clit grew out into a proper dick head. Emma noticed it took more effort to suck Stacy off as a veiny 7 inch dick formed, but she gladly met the challenge and deep throated it with ease.

Stacy thought that would be the end of it, but then Skye and Karla joined in too. Skye made out with Stacy while Karla sucked on her massive pecs. Stacy's nipples may had shrunk in size, but they were sensitive to the touch. The warm, wet feel of Karla's mouth sent Stacy into a spiral of amazing feelings.

The three women continued pleasuring the new male body like this for a long while. At first, it was just Stacy receiving all the pleasure. But that soon changed the longer they kept at it. Thanks to the body stimulation the three women gave her, Stacy was no longer Stacy for she had fully transformed into Steven- the sex god of Emma's dreams.

"You like that, babe?" Emma asked in between breathes.

"Fuck yeah, baby," Steven answered in a new baritone voice. "The chicks you brought are hot as fuck too, I knew you wouldn't disappoint." Steven bent down and tongue kissed Emma. "Now keep suckin'."

The three women followed Steven's command. Steven pulled Skye in closer and stuck his tongue inside her mouth. With his free hand, he pushed Emma down on his dick and held her there for as long as she could. They were all moaning like crazy, until Steven got up from the couch. The women were confused, but then they pieced together what was going on as Steven positioned Emma to lay down. He got down on his knees, opened her legs, and proceeded to go down on her.

"Oh fuck...!! Yeah just like that! I've been a bad girl... Fuck me harder!!" Emma moaned.

The roles were flipped after the transformation. Now, instead of the three women using Steven for their pleasure, it was Steven using them for his pleasure. He had no problem asserting his new masculine sexuality over the three women.

And they loved every single moment of it! Emma had delivered on the promise she made to Skye and Karla that they'd have the time of their lives if they helped her bring him to life. Steven had them in rotation between one woman getting fucked hard, one woman getting her tits sucked, and one woman getting her pussy fingered by Steven's godly hands. An hour had passed since Steven took over Stacy's mind and body, and they had all been fucking since. Between one dick loaded with cum and three pussies ready to squirt, they were all covered in a massive quantity of bodily fluids. Wet and sticky after getting drenched with a mixture of men's cum and women's cum, they all gazed at each other as they caught their breath after a long, hard fuck. Emma was the first to break the silence this time.

"Who are you?" she asked the man. He smirked before answering.

"Steven fucking Williams, the one and only!" he flexed his guns while answering too.

Skye squealed when she heard his answer while Emma sighed a breathe of relief. Although they needed to step in to finish the job, they had successfully brought a figment of Emma's imagination. Now they had a man who was more than happy to fulfill their greatest sexual desires.

The three women took a picture with their new boy toy to celebrate the occasion. It was truly the start of a beautiful relationship of never ending horniness between Emma and Steven, and along with Skye and Karla whenever they were in need of a few extra holes too.

Gift That Keeps Giving

“So… how does it feel?” Kamal asked the man in front of him as he adjusted the sleeve of his jersey. The handsome man stayed quiet as he continued to bounce around in place, seemingly trying to get comfortable in his own skin. 

Kamal couldn’t help but admire the man’s well groomed appearance; from his perfect beard to the stylish haircut, Kamal was already fantasizing what it would be like to see that handsome face from underneath him as he jackhammered his ass into submission. He could already hear him begging him to go harder between moans. He knew the jersey would have to stay on during sex to avoid the transformation reverting back, but Kamal accepted it as a fair trade off if it meant he got to fuck a hunk of a man every night from there on. 

Kamal had his doubts that the enchanted jersey would work, but he went ahead and took a chance on it. He blew well over a thousand dollars to get it from a back alley exchange. 

That was the hardest part of Kamal’s plan, as he knew the rest would be smooth sailing from there on. His girlfriend Aisha was ecstatic when he came home with the black jersey in hand. He had told her that he wanted to go out to a game with her instead of his bros for once. She was so delighted that she accepted and donned the jersey without a second thought. 

The changes were gradual at first. Aisha’s voice kept cracking as it deepened, she noticed her shaved body hair was growing back faster than before, her once sharp, witty mind had dumbed down to slang and dick jokes, and her body shape had lost its feminine curves before she even realized it had happened! Soon enough, she had completely transformed into a man, Kamal smiling all the while as he watched it happen.

“Bro! Why are we just standing here!? Let’s go!” the former Aisha said to Kamal with a voice as deep and smooth as the ocean. 

Kamal smirked as he trailed behind his new boyfriend. Feeling mischievous, Kamal gave him a nice smack on the ass and cupped his cheek for a moment. Given that they were in public, the hunk acted like he was mad and pushed Kamal’s hand away. But deep down, as Aisha’s feelings for Kamal stayed the same despite the total body transformation, he wished Kamal had smacked him harder. It was then he knew how foreplay would go later that same night.