On his 21st birthday Shawn Gillory hit up every bar in town. His favorite was a brand new bar called
Seamus' Shame.
Shawn was quite the ladies' man, and he found that many of the women in and around Seamus' were very much his type.
Even the bartender was a mindbogglingly buxom beauty. Shawn figured that he had to be so drunk that he was seeing things. He openly stared at the bartender's chest and joked about "seeing double". The bartender rolled her eyes and smiled. She had lost count of how many drunken losers had hit on her in the pub. She knew what drew so many men to the pub...
...and she knew why so many
women left the pub.
The bartender gave Shawn a complementary tall glass of the pub's special drink. Shawn thanked her by telling her that the special gift he really wanted was some alone time with her and her tits. She assured him that big tits and lots of sex were indeed in his future. Just like his best friend Alan. Shawn was confused as he guzzled down his free drink. He faintly remembered having a friend named Alan, but his memory of him was quickly fading.
He nearly spit up his drink when the bartender pointed at a very well endowed slut that seemed somehow familiar eyeing him from across the bar. The bartender told Shawn that the night before, Alan had enjoyed the same drink that
he had just been given!
Shawn's heart began to race as he felt a tingling sensation all over his body. He stood up from his bar stool in a panic as everyone in the bar gathered around him laughing and cheering. He couldn't believe what was happening. What was about to happen. Suddenly, a loud uncontrollable burp burst out of him as the room began to spin. As he fell to the floor, he felt helpless as magic warped everything about him. The last thing he felt just before he went unconscious was that he was no longer a "he".
Shawn had no idea how she had gotten home. Not only was she hungover, but her throat and vagina were sore from having so many dicks shoved in them all night. As she desperately tried to remember who she was, she heard the doorbell. Her high heels clicked as she walked to the front door. She looked down at her girly clothes and remembered buying them months before. This scared her.
She answered the door and saw her roommate, Stiles. He was angry that she had left her purse and clothes in his car again.
Because of this, his girlfriend had gotten suspicious that he was cheating on her and dumped him. He told Shawn that if she was a guy he would kick her ass. Shawn still had no idea what was going on.
Panicked, she offered the thing she always offered when she was in a bind.
Stiles fell for it just like every other man that Shawn had met. As soon as the bimbo got on her knees, her instincts took over.
It was just like riding a bike.
As the two horny roommates caressed each other on the couch, memories continued to flood back to Shawna's mind.
Her most recent memories returned first. She remembered being visited by some guy friends that wanted to give her some birthday sex after she got home from Seamus'.
She then remembered that her roommate Mark was the one who dragged her home. She thanked him the way that she thanked everyone.
She then remembered the bartender with the huge tits that had given her a special drink.
She remembered a guy. He seemed so familiar. She felt like it was extremely important that she remember who he was. All she could remember was that they had the same name. She remembered that his name was Shawn too!
Suddenly she screamed as Stiles shoved his big dick in her ass. This snapped her out of it. She remembered that she was mistaken. The guy's name was
almost like her name. She remembered that her name was actually "
Shawna".
She remembered her life as a big-boobed blonde bimbo.
She remembered being a little girl who couldn't wait to have her first boyfriend.
She remembered developing big boobs at a young age, growing D cups by age twelve.
She remembered being very popular in high school. Though she always felt like something wasn't quite right. Like she was supposed to be someone else.
Those thoughts, however, never lasted very long against her uncontrollable libido.
She remembered her sluttiness getting her into trouble a lot.
She remembered what she did whenever she got detention.
She remembered what she did to pass her classes.
As Stiles fucked her, she enjoyed every minute of it, but she still couldn't get that guy Shawn out of her head. The image of this stranger was gnawing at the back of her mind. She wished that she were smarter so she could remember important stuff.
As she became lost in an orgasm, what was left of "Shawn" broke out of the haze in Shawna's mind.
She suddenly remembered everything. She remembered that she had been Shawn Gillory, a college student. However, she still also remembered that she was now
Shawna Gillory, a stripper who had recently been fired for having sex with customers on stage.
Stiles remembered this as well, so after fucking her one more time, he threw her out for not having having the money for her part of the rent.
After talking with her best friend, Stella (who was once Shawn's girlfriend), who didn't remember that she used to be a man, Shawna decided that she needed to get back to
Seamus' Shame and find a way to reverse what had happened to her before it was too late.
Shawna begged the busty bartender to change her back into a man. She laughed and told her that there was no going back. Shawna began to cry. The bartender then poured Shawna a drink and told her that it was on the house. Shawna really needed a drink, so she guzzled it down. She immediately felt like an idiot when her chest started to get a warm tingle and the bartender started giggling.
Shawna's parents came home to quite the unexpected sight. They hadn't seen their out of control daughter since they kicked her out at eighteen.
She was clearly drunk. She told them that she had been fired from the strip club that she was working at, so with no rent money, she was kicked out of her place, but she told them not to worry because she was headed to audition for another strip club. As Shawna's parents reluctantly agreed to let her move back home, her mother was secretly afraid to have her sex-crazed, overly endowed daughter under the same roof as her husband again, while her father was secretly excited to have his little whore back in the house.
