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Larry was working on a construction site one hot summer afternoon when his eye was caught by something in the rubble of the building they'd just demolished. It was a little pink pebble that sparkled like nothing he'd ever seen. It was probably just a busted-up fragment of somebody's old bathroom tile, but something about it intrigued him so he dropped it in his shirt pocket and took it home.

He forgot about the pebble until later that night, after his wife and kids had gone to bed. He was down in his man cave watching TV when a commercial came on that featured a hot blonde in a tight silver dress. He was getting all worked up, thinking about unzipping that dress, when he felt a strange warmth on his chest and looked down to see that his pocket was glowing pink. He took out the pebble, holding it in his palm, and with a jolt he was suddenly transformed into a perfect double of the blonde in the commercial! He had the silver dress, the blonde hair, the pretty face and the curves. He peeked under his skirt and found white thong panties with a flat crotch. He was a girl, head to toe.

That night Larry learned that if he held the pebble and thought lusty thoughts about a woman, any woman, he could become her. He could only become women - specifically, women who turned him on - but as a woman he could be any age, any race, any height or weight, wearing whatever he wanted. To reverse the spell, all he had to do was hold the pebble and think of himself as a man.

He had no idea how such a thing could exist. Science couldn't explain it. Was it a magical object that some weirdo wizard had created to live out his sex fantasies? It sounded crazy, but what else could it be?

Larry had always thought of himself as a manly sort of man, he was no sissy, but he soon realized that he could have lots of fun as a girl. Whenever his wife and kids were out he'd turn himself into a Black chick with a nice big butt, or a perfect copy of 1970s Raquel Welch, or even one of his ex-girlfriends. He loved to look in the mirror and see a beautiful young woman looking back. She would say or do anything he wanted, and when she touched herself she'd look deeply into his eyes and whisper his name. He was even kind of tempted to go for a walk around the neighborhood as a girl. It would be weird as hell, wearing a dress in public, being short like a girl and feeling his boobs jiggle around when he walked, but he had to admit that it also sounded kind of exciting.

One Saturday morning Larry's wife and kids were going to the pool and his wife's sister Caroline arrived to pick them all up. Caroline was wearing a tiny black one-piece that showed off her big ol' cans, and as soon as Larry's family was gone he hurried upstairs to get the pebble from the locked drawer where he'd stashed it. He turned himself into a copy of his sister-in-law, only with an even tinier bikini, and when he saw himself in the mirror he was so thrilled he trembled all over. He'd somehow never thought to become Caroline before, and he was going to have the time of his life with her hot little bod. He smiled into the mirror, eager to finally see those perfect jugs he'd been fantasizing about for years...

He was reaching to undo the straps of his bikini when he heard a noise downstairs, the sound of a key turning in the lock. Shit, they were already coming back for some reason! Out of all the women for him to get caught as, his wife's sister was the worst one possible!

He heard voices, his kids chattering and Caroline and his wife laughing about something. They were all coming up the steps, headed his way. In a panic he clenched his fists, gasping when he heard a faint crackling sound from the hand that was holding the pebble.

He turned over his palm, finding only pink dust...


NOTE: Yeah, I kind of borrowed the magic pebble scenario from a book I wrote years ago called Changed into a Sexy Fat Girl. Sorry, I love the idea of somebody getting stuck like this and I couldn't resist going back to it!