Exactly What He Wanted

I wanted to know what it was like to be a woman. From my experience, women always got exactly what they wanted. Jobs, promotions, dates, whatever. Some guys even send girls money for free! And now it was my turn.

I had found this body possession spell online. I thought it was total bogus until I tested it on my friend Mark. After reading the spell I was in his body, staring back at my own face! The weirdest part was, it seemed like my body didn't even realize anything had changed. My body didn't freak out or anything, just continued to carry on the conversation I was having with Mark. I quickly swapped back into my own body by reading the reversal spell. It was time to find out if my thoughts were true, if women could get whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted it.

I decided to use the spell on my sister Katie, that way if I got into a sticky situation, I had a better chance of playing things off since I knew a lot about her life. After reading the spell though, I had this strange feeling, a feeling of pleasure and pain intertwined together, coursing throughout my entire body. Huh, that hadn't happened the first time. My senses started to come back to me and I realized I was on my back and on the receiving end of my sister's boyfriend's dick! He was fucking my sister when I swapped with her!

This was so fucked, but it felt sooooo good... I couldn't help but let out a gasp, followed by many loud moans. I looked down to watch her boyfriend fucking her...ehem...MY pussy, but was shocked to see my cunt was empty. It turned out he was shoving his cock up my ass! God, why did this feel so incredible. I couldn't stop shaking. Was this a woman's orgasm? Was this guy fucking my ass making me orgasm. I didn't know, and quite honestly, I didn't care. As long as he kept it up, I was content.

I couldn't wait for him to fuck my pussy. Guess it turns out women do get exactly what they want...

Dice of Change - Ava

After their wild night out, Steph and Amber went back to Daniel's house. Well, Amber and Daniel's house. Steph had a plan, and she needed Amber's help to pull it off. They let themselves in, Amber just being excited to talk about her exciting night to anyone who would listen. Steph was more cautious when entering, looking around for Daniel. Nowhere in sight. Perfect.

Steph looked around for the dice they had been using, finding them stuffed in a drawer after a few minutes of frantic searching. With them, she found the manuals Daniel had found in the attic. "Exactly what I needed" she thought, snatching them and reading up on the magic of the dice. She had a wicked idea in mind after discovering exactly how everything was supposed to work. She set up brand new identities on the dice. This is how she would get Daniel off her ass. She told Amber her plan, to which she didn't entirely understand, but she was just happy to help her BFF!

Late at night after searching hours and hours trying to find Brandon/Steph, he returned home. There she waited for him, sitting in the living room with the set of dice between them. "Thank God!" Daniel yelled happily, running over to his former friend. "Brandon, you gotta re-roll the dice! I've fixed them!" He picked the five dice up and held them in his open palm.

"Silly Daniel..." She casually got up out of her chair and began to slowly approach Daniel. "You just don't understand how it feels to be Steph. How good it feels to fuck a man. Don't worry, though. You'll understand soon. NOW!" Steph gave Amber the signal, when the bimbo suddenly jumped out from behind some furniture and smacked Daniel's hand. The dice scattered across the room in all directions, impossible to track them all. "You see, I've replaced all of the names associated with the numbers with all my favourite porn stars. Soon you'll be a total bombshell, more beautiful and horny than me and Amber here, and you won't give a shit about your stupid dice anymore. Can't wait to see how you turn out, babe."

He had no time to even react. He knew his fate was sealed now. Daniel just waited for the changes to begin.

White die. Appearance.

6.

The gorgeous Ava Sparxxx. Steph watched, giddy, as her ex-friend began his transformation into her new best friend. Daniel aged to 24 years old, shrank a few inches to stand 5' 6", and developed a sexy bod. His hair changed to red and grew out long. His face became so adorable it was mesmerizing. His eyes were wide and beautiful, his nose was now cute and petite, his lips matched his nose in quality. The rest of his body took on Ava's traits. First, the tits that formed on his chest grew to a respectable 34B. Next, his ass puffed out more than what Daniel was used to, a very delicate asset added to his new body. Finally, his dick retracted, replaced by a stunning trimmed pussy.

Blue die. Style.

3.

The casual style of Megan Rain took over, changing from Daniel's regular everyday outfit to a pretty green and blue tank top with matching green short shorts, all tied together with a pair of white sneakers. To be honest, Steph had kinda thought the "style" of all these women would end up making Daniel completely nude, but this was good too.

Black die. Personality.

14.

Riley Reid's giggly, slutty stoner personality slowly began to emerge from the new Ava as Daniel began to fade away. The very social and very popular porn star was the perfect candidate for Steph's new BFF. Ava saw Steph and immediately thought she was beautiful. She hoped she was chill enough to hang with her and her friends, though. "Hey, you got a blunt to fire up? Could really use one right about now." Before Steph could even respond, changes continued.

Red die. Sex drive.

19.

Lisa Ann was one of the most experienced porn stars in the industry, and Ava now possessed her incredible sex drive. Ava found she was always horny, which explains why she's been making porn for so long. She really needed to find some relief from this burning sensation in her pussy. "On second thought, that'll have to wait for a bit. Catch ya later sweetie." With that, Ava headed out to find a hunk to please her.

She quickly found a willing volunteer next door. He was eager to let this jaw-dropping woman into his home, especially since her hand was down her pants rubbing her clit as she spoke to him. They wasted no time, stripping down naked and having their way with each other.

She sank to her knees, a devilish look in her eyes as she was ready to pounce on his rock hard cock as soon as it was released from his trousers. And that she did. She grabbed it, popped it into her salivating mouth and didn't let go. This was hers. This cock was her property now. She spent much time prepping him for the real deal, sucking him off not only so he's in good condition to fuck her brains out, but also just because she loves it. Riley Reid's personality meshed with Lisa Ann's sex drive make for one hell of a whore.

She released his cock from her grasp, only to turn herself around and throw herself onto his stiff dick. She had all the power here, in a sort of doggy-style position, ramming herself back and thrusting forward to work the member in and out of her soaked pussy. Doggy was Lisa Ann's favourite position after all, so Ava was bound to fall in love with it too.

Ava was the ultimate porn star. She had the looks of a Goddess. She had the personality of a sex-crazed, crazy bitch. She had the sex drive of possibly the most experienced porn star of all time. What she didn't have was a time interval for the reversal of the spell. See, the green die, aka the "time-die", was rolled, however the die was wedged in a floor vent, somewhere no one could find it. Since it was jammed, it never landed on any number value, resulting in an unset time. Ava would be here forever, which was of no issue to Steph or Amber. The two sluts were ecstatic to be able to share all their experiences with their new friend. Well, as soon as she was done with the neighbour...

Dice of Change - Amber

Daniel just couldn't believe it. How had this happened? How could he fix it? There had to be some way to revert all this or something. He was in a panic as he rushed back to his attic to try finding more information on these crazy mystical objects before Brandon could wander off. Maybe he could at least find out how long his friend was stuck for. As he rummaged through the junk hidden in the attic, he didn't hear the fucking stop, or his brother's bedroom door creak open.

After the long session of fucking, Steph made her way down the staircase, hoping to have some more fun with someone else later on. Before leaving her ex-friend's house, she caught site of the dice set down on the coffee table so carelessly. She looked around for Daniel, but he was nowhere to be seen.

"Hmmm..." she pondered for a moment when a brilliant idea popped into her head. She smirked wickedly as she waltzed over to the colourful cubes and snatched them with one swoop. "Hey Brock baby, come downstairs for a minute" she yelled up at her fuck buddy. He obediently rushed down to see what was up.

"What's going on? What are those for?" he asked, puzzled.

"They're these cool dice I found! Try rolling them and see what happens..." Brock was skeptical about all this, but he obeyed and chucked the dice as he was told.

The blue, style die landed first, and Steph jumped up and down, excitedly clapping.

17.

Daniel had set up number 17 to match the attributes of his flower child friend, Haley. She was always very comfortable in her body, always kind of a "free bird". Of the few clothes he was wearing, Brock's outfit shifted and warped into a cute set of colourful and shiny lingerie, along with a pair of thigh-high socks and a purple bow tied into his hair. The outfit was complete with a bit of glitter.

"What the fuc-" was all he could manage before more changes began. The white, appearance die finished tumbling.

13.

Steph watched in awe as the man she had just finished fucking transformed before her eyes. He slimmed down and lost height, much more than Brandon had. He now stood at 5' 2", as dirty blonde hair cascaded from his head, propping up into two adorable pigtails, something Haley would normally rock. His face was becoming more recognizable as his eyes were perfected, nose reshaped, lips becoming petite. It was Daniel's older sister Amber! She was away at college, so there was no risk of bumping into the real Amber. Steph watched two tiny tits bud out of Brock's chest, surely smaller than hers. Thank God, she thought. The bulge in his underwear shrank and shrank until it completely disappeared.

His physical change was complete, but his mind started spinning as the black, personality die landed.

3.

Steph didn't know, but this number was attached to Lauren, the total airhead in Daniel's chemistry class. She was known around school as the girl who would marry rich since she was gorgeous and could never maintain a job. Brock (or Amber now) looked up at Steph, a confused look in her face.

Before she could ask any questions, the red, sex drive die stopped rolling.

9.

This value was correlated to Jason, the school's quarterback. His sex drive was higher than any other guy in the school. He fucked the hottest girls in the school every day. Unknown to anyone else though, Jason was secretly bisexual. He had always wanted to explore that side of himself, but was too scared of being judge by his peers. Now that Amber possessed this sex drive though, it was fair game. With Amber's hot little body and Lauren's stupid bimbo brain, she could get any guy or girl she wanted to, when she wanted to, and she didn't care who knew. She looked over at Steph, waiting in front of her. She flashed her a flirtatious smirk, almost letting her know that she would love to get in bed with her. Steph had this girl in the palm of her hand, and she knew exactly what she wanted to do with her.

The green, time die stopped.

5.

The meaning of the 5 was still unknown to Steph. Now that the transformation was finished, she wanted to try out something new. Steph picked up the blue die and re-rolled it over and over until she had a 17. Her outfit transitioned, and now the two had similar outfits. The two left, giggling mischievously.

Some time later, Daniel came back downstairs with more information. The time die's default setting was set to years! Brandon was stuck as Steph for 20 years unless he could fix this. He would need to change the setting to seconds or something, then get his friend to re-roll it to revert the changes. He entered the living room and noticed the dice scattered across the room. "Oh no..." he thought, just realizing the sex noises had halted. Now his friend was out somewhere and he didn't know how to find her.

Dice of Change - Steph

He didn’t know how, but these "Dice of Change" Daniel found in his attic were magic.

The manual he found with the five dice instructed that each number rolled on the dice represented a person who’s attributes you would mimic after rolling them, and each colour represented a different attribute of the person. For instance, the white die represented the appearance the roller would take on after throwing the die, and the number it landed on was tied to a specific person chosen prior to rolling, resulting in the physical change of the individual tossing the dice into that person exactly. Like a clone, pretty much.

Daniel had believed they were a gimmick, and only tested them to try tricking his gullible buddy Brandon. He had set the dice up to take the traits of some of his fellow classmates, people of all types. The 20-sided dice were setup, and Daniel called Brandon over to hangout at his place. Shortly after arrival, and a bullshit explanation about the “magic dice” from Daniel, Brandon snatched them from his friend’s hands.

“I know you think I’m gullible and all but come on, man. Do you take me for an idiot?” he fumed at Daniel. “I’m not falling for something this stupid.” He tossed the dice at Daniel, and they all plopped onto the coffee table between the two guys.

The white die landed first.

4.

The number 4 was linked to the shy girl in Daniel's calculus class, Stephanie. Daniel always thought she was cute, but not his type. His eyes were suddenly drawn to Brandon as his body began to transform right in front of him. Brandon was fairly tall, standing at a solid 6 feet tall, but now he started to shrink, soon reaching a petite 5' 5". His body was now quite slim, as opposed to his normally slightly chubby appearance. His short, shaggy surfer-dude hairdo was painted black, and extended and straightened easily. His face went from having strong, sharp male features to smooth and curvy, a pretty female face, with an innocent pair of eyes to complete the look. It was Stephanie's face. His Adam's apple vanished in an instant. Two small mounds grew from his chest as he writhed in pain. Daniel had been so distracted by the transformation he hadn't realized the effect it was having on his friend. He watched as Brandon's body finished taking on the form of Stephanie's body, which he assumed included her nether region. Again, not the perfect woman for Daniel's liking, but not half bad either. The two hadn't known how to react as it all happened so quickly.

Daniel's eyes quickly flung to check the other dice. The blue die had just landed. The style die.

2.

Brandon's outfit completely morphed into one more fitting. Daniel's neighbour Stacy who he always saw through his window when she'd go out for a run. Brandon was now wearing only a baby blue sports bra, some tight-fitting white short shorts, a white headband, and a utility belt with some water bottles attached. Stacy was married, and so her wedding ring appeared on Brandon's finger.

His vision darted back to the dice bouncing around to catch the black die landing. This was the personality die.

15.

This number represented the bad girl Amy. She was a total bitch who spent so much time doing make-up and fixing her appearance to get the attention of all the boys in the school. Daniel quickly recalled the meaning of the black die. Personality. With that, Daniel glanced back up at his normally quiet classmate and noticed her attitude completely shift. Brandon seemed to not have control over what was happening now. The woman standing in front of Daniel had a careless expression, almost pissed off. What was she doing with this loser?

Daniel noticed her body was still changing. Brandon still looked like Stephanie, but was reflecting the personality of Amy. He noticed her eyebrows became trimmed and neat, mascara, eye shadow and a pale pink lipstick beautified her face. Her tits swelled slightly more, becoming quite well-developed, as her waist slimmed and her ass grew. She now had an almost hourglass-shaped body, one fit for a porn star for sure. A number 15 tattoo formed just above her breast on the right-hand side of her body, clearly a representation of the number rolled on the black die as well as showing Amy's love for tattoos.

Stunned, Daniel made eye contact with Brandon, or Stephanie now. "Ugh, what the fuck are you doing? Wasting my time? That's what I fucking thought." She started to head out when the red die stopped rolling. Daniel tried to recall what this colour meant for his friend but it slipped his mind.

18.

Number 18 was linked to Abbey, the girl known by everyone as the school slut. Daniel suddenly remembered the effect the red die was going to have on Brandon. The die represented the individual's sex drive, and Abbey was the most horny chick he knew. She'd fuck any guy, any time, anywhere.

As the new Stephanie was walking out the door, she quickly halted, slowly turning back to stare Daniel down. A look of hunger came over her facial expression. She lusted after him. She wanted a good fucking, and she wanted it now. "You know what," she spoke softly, "maybe I was a little too hasty. Why don't we see where this goes? I can be real bad ya'know..." She sauntered sexily towards a frightened, but hard Daniel. 

"I-I don't know about this Brandon"

"Don't call me Brandon anymore. Call me Stephanie -- actually...Steph sounds better for the new me." He knew that this was his friend inside there, but he just couldn't resist.

Just as she was about to get down and dirty with him, Daniel's asshole of an older brother Brock walked through the front door. Steph's attention was turned to him and she shoved her hand into Daniel's puckered lips, moving him out of her way to approach the older and larger man. "And who might you be?" she questioned the handsome hunk standing tall before her.

"Brock. Pleasure is mine. What's a gorgeous woman like you doing with this dweeb?" he retorted.

"Now that you showed up, not a damn thing. How about you take me up to your bedroom and fuck me senseless. I don't want this loser to watch us." Brock swept her off her feet and carried her upstairs to his bedroom. Daniel was in shock. His brother just took his best friend upstairs to fuck for who knows how long. He found the whole situation so strange. His best friend had transformed into the shy girl, Stephanie, who was now a total bombshell of a woman, and acted like a bad-ass, bad girl, who was hungry for cock. 

Meanwhile, in Brock's bedroom, Steph slowly lowered herself onto the bed and stuck her shapely ass up in the air, giving it a little wriggle. Brock rushed over and started to grope the gorgeous woman's ass.

"Are you just gonna feel me up or are you gonna fuck me?" Steph announced to her new boy toy. Brock jumped to attention and moved into position. He lined his cock up to Steph's pussy lips and began to thrust, deep and hard. Steph, although getting rammed hard, felt little pleasure, and spoke up. "Treat me like your fucking whore." With that, Brock seemed to get the message. This woman was a total slut, and wanted to be treated like one. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her almost off the bed as he picked up the pace of his thrusts, each one eliciting a load moan from Steph. "Yesssssss this is what I wanted, keep fucking me baby!!" she screamed to her lover.

Daniel sat downstairs in the living room, forced to listen to his big brother giving his best friend the fucking of his life. He looked down at the ground and noticed the green die, hidden behind some furniture. The time die. He checked the number displayed by the die.

20.

20 what? Minutes? Hours? Days? YEARS?! He hadn't set a time limit, as he didn't truly believe the dice were magic. He could only hope the default time set on the die was rather short, otherwise his best friend would be stuck as Steph, the slutty bad girl for a very long time.