Scarlett

                                                  

"God, I'm so beautiful! They can't possibly pay me enough for doing this silly photoshoot for this silly fashion magazine. This strange photographer says he has a special skill to make any model look even more beautiful than she already is, bringing out her 'true talents'... whatever that means. Like he could improve on perfection..."
                                                               

                                                   "...I'm Scarlett Fucking Johansson!"

Beached 3

                                                                            

Milo posed for his beach photoshoot. He had become quite bored with being a male model. He hoped that his agent was serious about getting him some acting roles. He secretly wanted to be a movie star and do big action movies. Instead, he was eye candy for women. However, he never got tired of female admirers swooning over him, especially the ones at Gigantis Beach as it seemed like every other female bystander there was a big breasted beauty.

The head photographer told Milo to lean against a large rock in the shallow part of the water. They had, of course, cleared the area that they were doing the photoshoot in of all beach goers, including those in the water. Milo, the head photographer, and the crew were so focused on getting the perfect shot that they failed to notice the shimmering, colorful, magical oil rapidly flowing toward the shore. Since there were no other people in the water with Milo, there was no one to warn him. However, the Magic-Flow was not the only thing suddenly churning in the water. A sudden wave picked up and carried the Magic-Flow with it as it quickly crashed against Milo, the head photographer, and the crew, drenching them all.

Milo felt strange as she got back on her feet. Feeling very off balance and woozy, she steadied herself against the rock. Even after feeling the long, flowing hair that she suddenly possessed, her overly feminine new body, and her magically materialized tight swimsuit, Milo's mind could not immediately come to terms with the fact that he had been transformed, and simply stared at the formerly male head photographer and his crew as massive breasts burst through their shirts.


        

A week later, after some major adjusting, they all got back together and re-shot Milo's photoshoot at a different beach. After the new shoot proved to be massively successful, the hotheaded head photographer demanded to be paid double what had been promised. Originally, the head of the agency was only going to pay her half for being so careless, but he was convinced otherwise by strenuous...                                                         

                                                                   ..."negotiation."

The poor crew members were fired for allowing for the loss of the agency's best male model...

                

...but fortunately the most attractive ones were offered positions as new models themselves. 

                               
"Mila" went on to become a global modelling phenomenon, selling magazines all over the world. She was a bigger celebrity and sex symbol than she ever was as a male model. However, deep down inside, the man that she once was still longed to be a big action movie star, but she knew that could never happen now. She would just have to settle for dating them instead.

The Island 1

                                                         
Chuck Leigh proudly strutted past the other tourists. His girth strained against his favorite shirt as he jiggled with each step. One day, his whole fraternity got a mysterious invite to some kind of festival on a beautiful island.

The rowdy frat boys were not ones to skip a party, invitation or not, and they would have been crazy to turn down an all expenses paid island trip. Also, if all that was not enough, the horny young men couldn't help but notice that many of the island girls in the brochure that came with the invitation were barely clothed and very... 
             
                                                           ...well endowed.

Chuck liked big breasts, but was notorious for having a strict policy against hooking up with girls that had even a little extra weight. However, this was just a defense mechanism as he did not want to admit that he himself had put on weight since starting college. He even still regularly wore his second favorite shirt which read "No Fat Chicks". His frat brothers often teased him about his weight and frequently tried to hook him up with plump girls.

Chuck decided to go find the perfect girls to hook up with while his frat brothers were waking up hungover with big breasted island beauties they'd met during the festival. Even though the festival revolved around women sleeping with any men they could find, Chuck found that he was ignored by all of the girls that he deemed acceptable, so after the frat's first night on the island, he figured that he might as well take advantage of the island's legal prostitution.
                                  
After asking around for a little while, Chuck found out about a bar & grill that also served as a brothel if you ordered "the special". After doing so, the bartender smiled and winked at him just before disappearing into the back for a minute. While Chuck eagerly awaited a bevy of big breasted beauties to choose from, he noticed a picture of just that hung up on the wall behind the bar.
                            
As he lustfully admired the photo, his heart suddenly stopped. He couldn't believe his eyes. The giant-chested blonde wearing nothing but a purple and pink thong on the bottom left was none other than his mother, Lynnette. Chuck was dumbfounded. His mother never mentioned anything about traveling to this island. She was a very successful model and entrepreneur, so she did travel a lot, but she looked slightly younger in this photo, maybe college age. Chuck instantly felt awkward and averted his gaze. He was used to his mother being half naked for the world to see, but he actively tried to avoid seeing the giant breasts that once fed him as a baby. He was just as embarrassed of being the son of a sex symbol as he was of being overweight, and he prayed that his frat brothers would never see this photo. He planned to later ask his mother why she was in the photo and who the other women were.

The bartender shortly returned with an array of delicious food for Chuck. Chuck was confused at first, but when the bartender told him that the food was complementary and that the perfect prostitute for him was getting ready to come out, he excitedly, nervously, began to scarf down the food. He soon began to feel this strange, warm feeling as he ate the food, but he didn't stop. As Chuck finished the food, the friendly bartender gave him a fruity drink and said it was on the house. The instant the drink went down his throat, he knew something was wrong. He was suddenly overwhelmed by the discomfort of some kind of intense pressure building up inside of him causing him to get down on his knees and hunch forward, holding his belly. He began sweating as his body began burning with an intense fever, and fell over, feeling as though he was going to pass out. He could barely think straight, but he was painfully aware of the drastic changes his body began going through. He was shocked and horrified to feel that his penis and testicles were receding into his body as he transformed from a fat young man into a plump young woman.

He was in disoriented disbelief as his large former "man boobs" began to rapidly swell to such an outrageous size that they destroyed his favorite shirt as they burst out of it.

As his fever continued to rise, he quickly began to shed the rest of his clothes. It was then that he heard the bartender laughing at him. Chuck knew that he had to be the one behind his sudden transformation. He knew he had to ask him why he was now a "she", but first, she needed to jump into the nice, cool swimming pool right outside of the bar to cool herself down.
                                     
Chuck felt much better physically after her dip, but was still in shock. The two heavy flesh bags made it hard for the new big girl to stand. This only added to her humiliation in front of the mysterious, wickedly smiling bartender that was approaching her.
"Heh-heh, gets me every time... fat boy always becomes fat girl. Always the ones with the biggest tits..." The Bartender said as he leered at Chuck. Chuck was afraid and confused as she quivered on her knees. She just wanted to wake up from this strange nightmare.
"H-how... H-h-how did I...?" She pathetically attempted to ask how any of this was possible, but was cut of by the tall, dark and handsome bartender.
"You're wondering how you ended up like this? Why you ended up like this? Don't worry, young one, all will be explained..." He said as he held out his hand to Chuck. Chuck was frightened and angry, but she also couldn't ignore the quickly increasing sudden feelings she was feeling toward the Bartender. Her new vagina dripped with warm juices of arousal. Chuck felt something he/she had never felt before... an intense desire for a man... any man.
                              
Chuck was putty in the powerful bartender's hands as he took her by the hand back to his well furnished hut. She could resist him. She gave up her female virginity without hesitation as the bartender pounded her fresh, wet pussy over and over. As her gargantuan breasts jiggled and swayed Chuck felt more deeply satisfied than he/she had ever felt before, but deep down inside, the frat boy that she had been just an hour earlier resented both the bartender that had done this to him, and the fact that he had become a giant-breasted slut... just like his mother.                                       

                                                        TO BE CONTINUED...

Tom (Request)

                        
Tom was a 25-year-old tourist visiting Colombia. Colombia was a beautiful land, with great food, and his favorite singer was from there, but all of that was only partly the reason he came.
                               
He had trekked through the dirty jungle for hours, but he finally found it. It was just a disheveled, uninhabited shack, but if the rumors were to be believed, he had come to the right place. His nerves beginning to get the best of him, he dry swallowed and took a deep breath before walking forward into the dark little shack...
                                 
Tom couldn't believe his eyes. Somehow, hidden inside a tiny shack made of sticks, was an expansive, illustrious bordello. It was like he had been transported to another world. His heart was racing with excitement.

He looked around, but couldn't spot anyone else in there with him, though he could hear music. Just before he could call out for someone, the curtains of the bordello stage opened.
                                           

She was beautiful. She was buxom. She was otherworldly. Tom knew instantly that she had to be her.
"Why, hello there! Looks like we have a visitor..." She spoke with an enchanting voice in an intoxicating accent as she sat back on her throne like a goddess with her two burly bodyguards standing by her side. Tom's knees began to shake. Even without the rumors and stories, he could feel how powerful the old witch was. She was very intimidating. Tom knew that if he said the wrong thing, or angered her even slightly she could turn him into whatever she wanted to and not bat an eye, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel insanely attracted to her. He shook his head and regained focus on why he had come. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet and a small Ziploc bag.
"Y-yes, Madame Victorio, um... I mean... ma'am... uh..." Tom stammered nervously. Madam Victorio simply smiled and chuckled.
"You're cute." She teased as she gestured for Tom to come closer to her. Tom's legs than appeared to move on their own as he was compelled to approach the witch. "Now... what is it that you desire?" She asked, looking him up and down almost like a hungry predator. Tom nervously gulped. He couldn't  believe he was right in front of her. He couldn't believe that he was finally going to get what he wanted. He couldn't believe that he was actually going to say the words out loud.
"I... I want you to turn me into a woman. Please." He answered. His heart was racing.
"Oh, really?" Madame Victorio asked in surprise.
"Yes, and not just any woman. A certain famous woman from Colombia. She's so beautiful. I'm obsessed with her. I... I want to be her." He explained. He felt the weight lift off of his shoulder as he admitted this. He handed the witch the Ziploc bag that contained a single strand of golden hair.
"I managed to get this when I met her backstage once." He explained. Madame Victorio took the hair out, examined it, and sensually rubbed it against her skin.
"Do you have money?" She asked nonchalantly as she glanced at Tom's wallet. Tom then took out $200 and gave it to her. The witch then smiled seductively and snapped her fingers, causing a chair to magically slide over to Tom as she got up and walked away. Tom slowly sat down, not sure about what to expect next.

Without a word, the witch returned with a small, glass bottle filled with a blue liquid. She then placed the strand of hair Tom had given her into the bottle. The hair immediately dissolved, and the blue potion turned red. She then handed Tom the potion and told him to drink it. Tom was nervous, but he also felt eager to get what he had asked for and traveled so far to get. As he drank the potion, he was surprised to taste that it was actually hot, nearly burning his mouth. After finishing the potion, Tom felt a kind of uneasiness. The witch then took back the empty bottle, tossed it back to one of her silent bodyguards, and placed her hands on Tom's head.
                                            
She then began sensually caressing his head and face as she closed her eyes, rolled her head, and began chanting in a strange language under her breath. Tom began to feel strange. The witch then opened her eyes and stared straight into Tom's eyes, then she opened her mouth and began to suck out some kind of smoke that began emanating from Tom's body. The smoke flew right into the witch's mouth as she deeply inhaled. After the witch sucked all of the strange smoke out of his body, Tom felt very weak. He felt like a part of him and been taken away. He felt like a living husk. Before he could ask her what she had taken from him, the witch changed right before his eyes.
                               
The beautiful witch suddenly sprouted a long, hairy beard. Tom was confused at the sight of this, but little did he know, her beard represented what she had just stolen from him. It was a manifestation of the entirety of Tom's masculinity.

An overwhelming, tingly sensation filled Tom's entire body. He felt like the room was spinning. He could barely even remember who he was, let alone think straight. He began to cry out as he felt like he was burning. He fell to the ground and began to contort in pain as he ripped his clothes off in a mad attempt to cool down at least a little. As he began to black out, he started to regret seeking the witch out. He began to fear that he was going to die.
                                                                        

As Tom awoke at the witch's feet, he felt completely different. The no longer bearded witch almost looked sinister as she admired her handiwork. Tom struggled to stand in his new body. He still felt quite woozy. Tom wearily made his way to the nearest mirror to see if the transformation had been a success.

The transformation had left Tom exhausted and lightheaded, but it had worked. Tom looked at herself in the mirror and saw...                                        

                                                                  ... Shakira.

As she stared in awe at her naked reflection, it was like she was staring at her idol in all her glory. She was perfect. As Tom passionately thanked the witch with Shakira's beautiful voice and sexy accent, she began to cry tears of joy. The witch had already done more than enough for her, but she also decided to clothe the naked new woman.
                                                  

After giving Tom a beautiful silky dress, the witch insisted on a performance. Tom was nervous, but when she got up on the bordello stage, it felt natural. She sang her heart out for the witch and her bodyguards until she began to feel like she was the real Shakira. For the first time ever, Tom was truly happy. She felt like she could stay and perform in the Madame Victorio's bordello forever, but she knew that she had a whole new life to live back in the outside world. She thanked the witch once again, and told her that, in honor of the woman who gave her everything, she would change her name to "Victoria". Before she left, Madame Victorio stopped her to give her a warning. She informed her that in addition to transforming her into a Shakira duplicate, she had also placed a precautionary curse on her, as she did to everyone who left her hidden bordello. She warned Victoria that if she ever told anyone anything about who it was that transformed her then the curse would punish her by changing her in some way.
   
                                                   One year later...
Victoria was quite happy in her new life. She decided to become a performer like her idol, unintentionally giving her some serious competition. When she first came into the spotlight, she obviously stirred up quite a bit of confusion and questions. When she answered those questions she tried her best to be vague, but eventually, she may have let slip some things that she shouldn't have...
                                        

Well, she figured the curse made it easier to distinguish her from the real Shakira at least...

Sabrina the Teenage Glitch

Yeah, so I was going over my story "Sabrina the Teenage Witch... Part 1", and in the process of correcting its many mistakes, I actually ended up changing the story a bit. I will be continuing that saga so if you haven't read it feel free to check it out, and if you have read it, then please check it out again. : ) Thank you.

Beached 2

                                                         
Daniel had arrived at Gigantis Beach ready to ride some huge waves and see some huge boobs, both of which the beach was famous for.

As he watched his girlfriend Malina, who had already arrived at the beach with her brother Joey and had been waiting for him, Daniel remembered that she was once known for her huge boobs, but after the recent outbreak of magic in the world, her figure unfortunately became a lot less impressive compared to other girls and even former boys. However, Daniel had a plan to change that.
                                                           

As the daily phenomenon known as the Magic-Flow began to wash up toward shore, Malina and everyone else began to hastily exit the water. Daniel had given up on waiting for Malina to get caught off guard by the transforming waters. He decided to take matters into his own hands. Since Malina had not yet seen him, Daniel skulked off to visit a friend.

                  
 Daniel went to the beach souvenir store to meet up with his friend Sam who worked there.
"Hey, man! How's business?" Daniel asked as he high fived Sam.
"Always good, man, always good." Sam cheerfully replied.
"So... you got the stuff?" Daniel asked ominously.
"Oh yeah, I got it." Sam answered, cautiously looking around as he pulled something out of his pocket. It was a small, clear bottle filled with syrupy water that had a faint pink tint. It was an actual bottle of Magic-Flow. "Now, we haven't even officially started selling this stuff yet, so I'll let you borrow it for free this time, but do NOT use all of it. This shit was hard to get. This tiny-ass bottle is all the Magic-Flow we have, but it's strong as hell so be careful with it." Sam explained as he handed Daniel the glistening bottle.
"Damn! I can't believe Tony actually got some of this magical shit in a bottle!" Daniel replied as he examined the bottle in awe.
"Yeah, but it cost him... Oh look, here comes 'Toni' now!" Sam said as he smiled and waved at his approaching colleague.

                                         The hunky lifeguard was looking a bit... different.

Toni's big breasts bounced wildly as she rolled her eyes and jogged right past her immature friends, ignoring them in an attempt to hide her own humiliation. "Hey Toni, wait up! Heh... I think she's starting to warm up to me." Sam joked with a wink and a playful smack to Daniel's arm just before he ran off after Toni. Daniel was convinced that the Magic-Flow that Sam had given him was the real deal, and he couldn't wait to use it on Malina.

As the "fresh" Magic-Flow seemed to return to where it came from, people started returning to the no longer magically infected waters. Daniel made his way over to his beautiful, unsuspecting girlfriend.
"Oh, there you are! It's about time you got here, shit!" Malina greeted Daniel with relieved frustration at his tardiness. There was that somewhat bitchy, loving tone that he had grown accustomed to. She was fairly high maintenance, but Daniel decided that that was exactly what he was going to use to his advantage.
"Sorry babe, I had to double back for your suntan lotion." He lied as he greeted her with a kiss.

As Malina lay on her stomach, Daniel massaged the suntan lotion into her back, as usual. He waited until her brother got up to get back into the water before he pulled out the special "lotion". He popped the tiny cap off and poured almost half of the bottle onto Malina and rubbed it into her smooth skin. She moaned in soothed pleasure as her glistening skin almost looked as if it was actually starting to glow. Then it began. Malina felt a warm tingling sensation throughout her taut teenage body. She noticed that her chest felt very jiggly as she stood up in surprise. She was shocked to see her round, soft, perfect breasts balloon into beach balls in an instant.       

Fortunately, it appeared that the magic that had changed her breasts also adjusted her bikini top to accommodate them, but she still looked ridiculous and she didn't know why.
"Wh-what the hell?! What happened?" She asked furiously, holding back tears as her new massive breasts bounced and jiggled with every slight movement she made. "I thought the Magic-Flow didn't get me?" She asked frantically. Her panicking eyes looked at the blue ocean water full of frolicking beach goers. She couldn't  help but feel a slight twinge of envy towards everyone else who had not been turned into freaks. Desperate for an answer, but momentarily willing to settle for some comforting, she looked towards her boyfriend. However, she noticed that he did not look shocked or confused. Instead, he looked like he was enjoying the situation. More than that, he seemed to be poorly attempting to hide the fact that he was quite pleased with himself for some reason. She looked down at her boyfriend's hand and spotted the small, glistening, ominously half empty bottle, and her heart sank. She couldn't believe he would do such a thing to her. She couldn't believe that her high school sweetheart would publicly, permanently alter her body without her permission. She felt sad, angry, and violated.
"What the hell is that?!" She asked tearfully as she reached for the bottle in Daniel's hand. Daniel instantly recoiled and stepped backward to avoid her grasp. Malina's giant, wobbling breasts nearly threw her off balance as she continually tried to get the bottle. She continued to cry.
"What? I thought you missed having the biggest boobs in school? Nowadays, you need magic to do that!" Daniel said, half rationalizing and half taunting. Watching the massive boobs that he gave his girlfriend bounce around as she tried to catch him was incredibly pleasing. Malina's back was already aching. Her new breasts were heavy. Daniel was cruel to saddle her with them and laugh. She would never forgive him for being so cruel. She huffed loudly as she stomped her foot in anger sending jiggles through her big chest.
"We are OVER!" She screamed just before she turned and began to stomp away. Daniel should not have been surprised that she would dump him, but he still couldn't help but feel slightly taken aback. He was actually beginning to feel a little guilty for what he had done to her, but was immediately distracted by the full extent of what he had done to her as she angrily walked away.
                                                   

He couldn't help but laugh as he watched his perfect girlfriend's perfectly toned rear end suffer the same bulbous fate as her breasts along with her hips and thighs. He found that the funniest thing about this was that Malina seemed to be, for the moment, completely oblivious to her latest expansion. She seemed to be too preoccupied with storming off to notice all the new jiggling. Even though the magic properties that expanded her body also expanded her swimsuit, her bikini bottom still looked like it could burst at any moment.
 

With the amazingly curvaceous new figure Malina now possessed, Daniel figured he should at least try to smooth things over with her. He wanted to have sex with her new body at least once. However, as soon as he took one step after her, a strange sensation washed over him. He felt very woozy as he suddenly dropped to his knees in the sand. His body and mind felt as though they were swimming in warm water as he closed his eyes and let the waves of new sensations wash over him over and over again. Malina and her humongous new curves were still on his mind, but the feelings he had felt for her and her body just moments before were all but gone. But the strangest thing was... he didn't miss them.
He then noticed that his hands felt particularly warm. He opened his eyes to see that they almost seemed to be glowing. As the faint glow quickly spread throughout the rest of his body, one thought came to mind; one blaring recollection that he didn't even think twice about until it was far too late. As he felt his body twist and change both painfully and pleasurably, no longer able to resist the overpowering forces of magic, he could only think back to when he was rubbing the Magic-Flow into Malina's skin. He had been so eager to get away with it that he never considered the fact that his skin had been in contact with the Magic-Flow just as long as Malina's was, and everyone knew that coming in direct contact with such potent magic even for an instant was enough to change you forever...

                                                   

Daniel felt humiliated. Daniel felt stupid. Daniel felt horny. She was trying to not cry, but the flood of new hormones was making it difficult. Having not even brought a shirt, she was thankful that going topless was allowed at Gigantis Beach. Not that it would have mattered if she had brought a shirt while she was still a boy, since apparently she hadn't come in contact with quite enough magical properties to cause a change in her clothes, as evidenced by her expanding hips and thighs bursting through her old male board shorts, leaving her completely naked. She was too embarrassed to even wobble back to the souvenir store to get something to wear from her handsome friend Sam... especially since she seemed to have lost the bottle he had lent her. Plus, with all the new weight on her chest, she figured she probably couldn't even walk that far anyway... or surf... ever again...  But at least she found Malina and Joey's towels. As her ex-girlfriend's brother approached, she hoped that he would help her stand up. He looked pretty strong... and Danielle was suddenly glad that she was now single.

Kim's Secret

Britney: "Oh heeeeeey, Kim! You look great after having that second baby! What's your secret?"

Kim: "Well, I miiiiight have used one of those new magical treatments to get me back in shape, plus a little... extra. ;) But I don't think you're supposed to do that kind of stuff while you're still breastfeeding..."
                                                         
                                                                      Later...
                                                            

                                                             Kim: "See what I mean?"