Coffee and A Smoke

As I sat outside, having my morning coffee and cigarette, i looked across the cafe patio, and saw another customer enjoying a coffee and smoke, same as me. Except this person was a smoking hot blonde. 

Making eye contact I nodded as she did the same. That was odd I thought. I had looked away, but couldn't help myself and went back for another peek. again I made eye contact. Screw it I thought, now or never. So I got up to go over to her table and introduce myself. But as I rose the blonde also rose at the same exact moment. And as I started to get up, I immediately went back down, noticing blondie taking a seat as well. I had fallen over due to an unusual weight on my chest. Looking down all i saw was, well, a fur scarf, the same as the blonde who had my attention. Feeling below that I could feel tits, not huge, but feeling enormous to me. Looking up I saw the blonde feeling herself up as well. 

Feeling like a fool, I realized this whole time I was looking at my own reflection. Laughing it off, and embracing this sexy change, I took another long drag off my smoke, loving every second of what just happened.

To Understand A Daughter

This was seriously a nightmare. I mean look at me. Then again, you see me and probably just think normal teenage girl, nothing that hard going on. I may be a teenage girl, but nothing is close to normal right now. Thats because i supposed to be a 36 year old man.

I had my daughter at an early age. When i was 19 i knocked up Kristie's Mom. A couple years end several bad decisions after that, Kristie's mom had  developed a bad heroin problem. And a couple years after that, Kristie and I lost track of her mother all together.

Although being a single Dad was tough, I always managed. Full time single parent with a full time job didn't leave me with much social time, so I never found that woman who could take the place of Kristie's Mom.

Kristie and I never had a problem, the perfect father daughter relationship. She would routinely point out my lack of feminine touch, but other than that she had no real criticisms. At 17 years old, she  was old enough to see how hard i tried to provide a good life for the 2 of us.

One night I got home from work to find Kristie on the couch, watching some reality show. As I walked in, she started talking to me a mile a minute. Cheerleading, drama between her friends, someone got their period in class, these 2 had a fight, another 2 got caught in the stairwell making out during class. On and on she went, barely pausing for breath. 

After a couple minutes, she noticed the glazed look in my eyes. She knew that it wasn't my fault, I just couldn't keep up with the blast of girl talk.

"I'm sorry baby girl, I'm trying to follow you, but this is like a foreign language to me. I know you need someone around to talk with, but I guess this is another area where a mother might do a better job understanding where you're coming from." I said.

"Understanding....." Kristie softly muttered. Then it seemed like a light bulb went off in her head. Her eyes flashed as she offer to get me a drink. I could go for a beer, so i settled in as she grabbed me one. Not thinking much of it, the rest of the  night went by normal as can be. 

I woke up the next morning, and right away things felt off. The room was brighter, i seemed higher off the ground on this bed, my feet were nowhere close to the end of the bed like usual.

After noticing my surroundings, I know noticed myself. Long, long hair. It would take me years to grow it this long. Slim stomach, long legs, barely any shoulders speak of. Then the major changes. Moderate size breasts stuck out from the front of me. and a trim but firm round butt stuck out in the back. Reaching between my legs, I found flat skin where my dick once was. No, not flat actually, My fingers felt around and found a slit. Lightly pulling apart, I slipped my new long fingernail in, followed by the rest of the finger, then a second finger.

Snapping out of it, I yanked my hand out from my pants and jumped off the bed. I was amazed at how far down it felt to land on the floor. I ran out of this room, my daughter's room, screaming into the hallway, where i was met face to face with... me? I had to crane my neck upwards, but that sure seemed like my body, arms crossed with a big smirk. 

"Well now Daddy-excuse me- Well now KRISTIE, I know how impossible relating to a 17 year old girl was for you. That why last night I finally found a use for that potion I got from Becky a couple weeks ago. I had no real desire to switch bodies with anyone. But after last night, I realized the best way for you relate to me better, was to spend some time living the 17 year old girl life yourself. So for the next 10 days, you'll BE KRISTIE! You'll go to school as Kristie,  cheerleading practice and games as Kristie, do Kristie's homework, gossip with Kristie's friends, flirt with Kristie's classmates. By the end of this I think you'll have a much easier time communicating with me, you'll truly know where I'm coming from." Krisite said.

Silent and in shock, i managed to put the words together "How long?"

"The spell should wear off in 10 days." She replied.

Thinking on it for a moment, I didn't really see any option. Kristie seemed pretty well in control right now. I guess maybe it would help us out in the long run, although 10 days as my own teenage daughter seemed like hell. Admitting defeat i said, "OK Kristie you win, now lets make sure neither one of us screws up the other's life in the next 10 days."

"Ahem, I'm not Kristie to you, am I Kristie? Who am I for the next 10 days?"

Swallowing my pride and wanting toast forward the next week and a half,I replied "Daddy.... your my Daddy, and I'm Kristie." I said, staring at my feet on the floor. 

"Very good baby girl, now let's get you ready for school."

The next 10 days were a whirlwind for me. Makeup, gossip, schoolwork, cheerleading. I had a sleepover with my cheer team. By the end of it, I even found myself getting flirty with my new male classmates. A million life experiences I never dreamed of having all crammed into 10 days. 

As I got home from school on the 10th day I knew the plan was to drink the other potion together to turn back when I got home from school. I had my doubts going into this, and honestly couldn't wait to be a grown man again, but this had definitely open my eyes to my baby girl's world.

I walked into the kitchen and looking at Kristie in my body, right away I could tell some thing was wrong. On the floor by her feet was broken glass and parts of the floorboard looked like they had been burned by acid. The potion. The potion to return me to my body lay smashed and burned up on the floor.

"Daddy! The potion! Was getting ready for you to get home and turn back to ourselves, but i dropped the bottle, and... and...." Kristie said, fighting back tears.

"Well, can you talk to Becky? Can she get  another body swap potion?" I desperately asked.

"I don't think so. She said she got it at a gypsy's tent at some fair while she was on vacation. We wouldn't begin to know where to find it! Oh Daddy, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault."

"Actually, I think that it's gunna have to be Kristie from now on... right, Daddy?" I said to her, winking, and it was enough to calm her a little. She went to bed in my, no, her, no his bed, to calm down.

And I was left stunned in the hallway looking in the mirror at this nightmare come to life. I had no desire to be Kristie. No desire to be this girl in her fancy hat, high waisted plaid pants, and big shaggy  fur coat. I'd never wear something like this in my old life. But now, wearing this big fluffy coat, was not only stylish but cute, warm, and to be honest felt like I was wrapped in a cloud.

 I may not want to be in this position, but I am, I am Kristie, a beautiful, 17 year old girl. And for as long as I am, I will be the best Kristie possible. After all, I always try to make my Daddy proud of me.

Snow Parking

During the winter, people are known to get a little crazy about their parking spots. With even just a tiny amount of snow, parking spots are rare, and people flip about them. I'm guilty of it as anybody. After driving around for the better part of an hour, i had finally found  my a spot with my name on it. I closed the distance quickly, but just before I pulled in, some woman cut in front of me, stealing my spot. I was seeing red. I stopped and waited for the woman to get out of her car. 

Normally i wouldn't call any woman, let alone a stranger, a "stupid fucking cunt" or say "suck my dick whore". But those words came flying out of me

Seemingly unfazed, the woman calmly looked over her shoulder and said, "Well if it means so much to you, you can have it."

In a flash i was no longer sitting in my truck, I was standing on the street, watching the twilight of my own truck drive off down the road.

Looking down I saw that i was wearing the same black leggings, sneakers, and sleek fur coat the woman had been wearing moments before.

Shrugging to myself,  I thought, "Well,  I may be the stupid fucking cunt now, but at least I don't have to keep looking for a parking spot."

The Brisk Wind

I have to admit, as i stand on the street, not even the brisk wind could wipe the smile off my face. Not having a beard anymore was colder, sure. But i could feel so much more. The wind on my smooth face, blown hair tickling my neck, hell I even think I could  feel the wind dance through my new fur coat. As i buried my hands into the warmth of the fur, I took a deep breath. This is my new life, the one I've always wanted. The life of a beautiful womankind whatever was next, this moment is bliss.

Long Walk Home

I chose my apartment specifically so I could walk to work. To get home, it was about a 10 minute stroll. After about 2 months of my dream commute, I no longer enjoyed it as much now that the weather had turned cold.

One day I noticed what  appeared to be a new building, or at least one I hadn't noticed yet. As i walked past, an old hunched over woman. She asked me to stop and help her move some furniture for her. I could clearly see she need help, But not wanting to be held up, making my cold walk any longer, I simply ignored her and kept walking.

A couple paces after passing her, I heard a low grumble, chanting almost. Not wanting to make eye contact with the lady cursing me out, I put my head down and quickened my pace. As it turns out, cursing me out was no exaggeration. The old woman was some sort of witch, and my casual disrespect had set her off.

As I rounded the corner to my building, everything seemed to change around me. My briefcase turned into a purse, My jeans started to tighten around me, specifically the hips and ass, while the crotch seemed loose now. The world rose up around me by a good 8 inches, and after a moment i realized it was actually I who shrunk! I rose back up an inch or 2 and as i looked down I saw my heels raised in the air inside some heels. 

A sI looked down, my vision became blocked by something dark. I raised a now delicate hand to inspect this new shoulder length hair. While distracted with the new hair, I failed to notice my jacket getting thicker and fluffier, a layer of soft fur growing all around it. 

Startled with my new outfit, I grabbed at the new fur surrounding my chest, just in time to feel breasts  grow underneath.

My changes seemingly at an end, my brain started working again, and I put it together now, I was outing the street, dressed as- no, I'm sorry- EXISTING as a woman. I looked up just in time to see my  whole apartment building fade and disappear. Without much of an option of what to do next,I looked around in my new purse. Assuming that this "Mallory Ross, 5 foot 3, !08lbs, Gender:F" was the new me, it apaearedthat I had a new address.... on the other side of the city. 

Well, my 10 minute commute may have turned into a 50 min walk, at least i have this new fluffy coat to keep me warm. Plus all the looks i get makes the time go by pretty fast.