After my grandma died, I snuck into my grampa's house and he caught me trying on her stockings. How was I supposed to know he was a warlock? He transformed me into a copy of her, and bent me over the hutch in the living room and I couldn't seem to stop him!
He said, "You’re such a little pervert, Jasen! Sneaking in here and trying on your grandma’s stockings! Well now you look just like her and you ‘re going to be wearing them all the time!"
"Please Grampa!" I pleaded, "I know you miss Gramma but I just wanted to know what they felt like, I didn’t want to BE her!"
"You should have thought of that before raiding a warlock’s house! Look outside at the boys playing, that could have been your life, but you’re staying right here, wearing big bras, old lady panties, low heels and of course, stockings every day! From now on you call me George and you’re Agnes!"
"Oh god, this body is so JIGGLY when you fuck me, Gam… [zap] I mean George!" When I tried to call him grampa the spell zapped me and changed my words!
"I love your jiggly old body, Agnes! All those years of estrogen soaking your fat in femininity. The babies your body bore spread your hips to such a sexy waddle. And with the essence of youth from your transformation you’re going to live a long, horny life in that curvy body, AGNES!"
Again the spell did it's thing when I said, "But I don’t want… [zap] Oh yes George, sweetie! It feels so good when you fuck me like this!"
I think I'm going to be stuck in stockings for a long time!
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