From furry.olsy-na.com!cnn.olsy-na.com!nntp.ivn.net!paperboy.owt.com!news-ana-24.sprintlink.net!news-sea-19.sprintlink.net!news-in-west.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!Sprint!199.0.65.142!news-feed1.tiac.net!cam-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news-xfer.netaxs.com!nntp.newsfirst.com!nntp.crosslink.net!News.NetUSA.Net!qz!not-for-mail Mon Dec 8 17:44:21 1997 Path: furry.olsy-na.com!cnn.olsy-na.com!nntp.ivn.net!paperboy.owt.com!news-ana-24.sprintlink.net!news-sea-19.sprintlink.net!news-in-west.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!Sprint!199.0.65.142!news-feed1.tiac.net!cam-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news-xfer.netaxs.com!nntp.newsfirst.com!nntp.crosslink.net!News.NetUSA.Net!qz!not-for-mail From: Raven75894@aol.com Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Subject: RP: Turnabout Spell (MF, TG, magic body exchange) Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Date: 29 Nov 1997 17:56:04 GMT Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Lines: 429 Approved: Message-ID: <5967eli$9711291252@qz.little-neck.ny.us> NNTP-Posting-Host: alpha.netusa.net X-Trace: news.netusa.net 880826164 10181 (None) 204.141.0.10 X-Complaints-To: News@NetUSA.Net X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <971129084445_1340222913@mrin84.mail.aol.com> Xref: furry.olsy-na.com alt.sex.stories:12496 I did not write this. I found it on one of the newsgroups, and was posted a long time ago. I dusted it off a little, edited the grammer, etc. I really enjoyed it a lot, so I am reposting it for you all to enjoy. The writer has a very good imagination. Turnabout Spell (The Special Edition) by Kristi M It was a sunny Saturday in July when the events that were to change our lives began. We were sitting relaxed by the pool. I was reading a computer magazine while Teri was engrossed in one of her romances. I lost interest in the article I was reading and took up the much more enjoyable pastime of admiring my wife. Even after five years of marriage, I was still overwhelmed by her beauty and by my good fortune. She was wearing a skimpy bikini that displayed her stunning figure to great advantage, her tan made all the more beautiful by the contrast with her long blond hair and deep blue eyes. Suddenly, she looked up and caught me looking at her. "What is it?" she asked. "Just admiring the merchandise," I replied. "What do you mean, merchandise!" "Hey, I was only kidding. You know I married you for your mind." "You men are all alike," she responded "All you ever think about is sex." "Hey, that's not fair! What do you know about what men think?" "Enough to know what you're thinking now." She had me there. I was starting to get turned on, so I leaned over, and kissed her. "Not now, dear, this just isn't the right time." " "What do you mean 'not the right time'?" I asked, a little taken aback "You wouldn't understand." " "Why not?" "You're not a woman." There wasn't much I could say to that. "Well, I guess neither of us can really understand what it means to be the opposite sex." "You're right, of course," she responded, thoughtfully. "I can't know what it's like to be a man any more that you can feel what it means be a woman. I almost wish that you could be a woman for a while, just so you could understand." I sat stunned by Teri's remark. Suddenly I realized that she was staring at me. "Is something wrong, Chris?" she asked. "You're awfully quiet all of a sudden." I was gripped by panic, suddenly convinced that she could read my thoughts. I thought all my innermost secrets were revealed. "No, I'm okay," I managed to stutter. "It was just..." "What? What is it?" Suddenly I felt that I had to tell her. I had kept my secret bottled up inside me for so long, that it now burst out. In a rush, I told her about my childhood fantasies. I told her how I envied the girls in my class as they gradually blossomed into young women. I was overcome with jealousy as their gawky bodies developed soft, feminine curves; as their girlish buds grew into full, womanly breasts; and as their hips widened. I was even envious when I overheard them talking about the start of menstruation. The discomfort, and the cramps, would be a small price to pay to be a real girl. I wanted so much to be beautiful and desirable, that I would have paid any price! I had even gone as far as dressing up in my sister's clothes and trying on a bit of makeup. However, as I changed from a skinny boy to a tall and muscular young man, I realized that I would never be a girl. I could never be able toconvince myself, let alone anyone else, that I was a girl. Gradually the obsession had retreated, but I realized now that it had only been repressed. It was back now in full force! Suddenly, it struck me what I was saying. What would Teri think? What would she say? Teri came and knelt beside me, then quietly began to tell me her own story. "It's incredible I know, but when I was a girl, I had the same desire to be a boy that you say you had to be a girl. Oh, how I envied them! Their strength, their hard, masculine bodies, and their power. I hated my breasts. When my period started, I hated that more than anything. I had always been a 'tomboy' and it was a long time before my parents were able to get me to wear dresses and skirts. I even secretly bought some men's briefs, and wore them under all my clothes. They didn't fit very well and as my breasts and hips grew, so I finally had to give in, and start wearing bras and panties. As I got older and the boys started to notice me, I gradually became reconciled to being a woman. I have to admit, it wasn't, and isn't, all bad. Having the boys chase after me was a great boost to my ego. However, from time to time I still wonder what it would be like. She sighed, "I guess neither of us will ever really know." "I'm afraid you're right," I responded. "I read a book once, called 'Turnabout' about a husband and wife who switch bodies with the aid of a magic'idol. Of course that was just a silly story. Things like that don't happen in real life." Suddenly, Teri looked thoughtful. "But what if it were? What if it really were possible? You know....I've read a lot of old books on magic'. It's my hobby!" "Yeah, my wife, the witch" I said, reviving an old joke between us. She laughed, but then looked serious. "No really! I know you don't believe in it, but there is something to it. Sometimes, I can really feel the power." Although I didn't like to admit it, I had seen her do things that seemed impossible. However,no. Everyone knows there's no such thing as magic'. I couldn;t help to think what if ... ? "Is it really possible?" I asked. "Yes, I think so," she said. "I just thought of a book that might have the right spell." I followed her into the house, and back to the bedroom where she kept her magic' books. She took down an ancient leather bound volume, and began to leaf through it. Soon, she was deeply engrossed. Bored, I wandered back out to the living room. About fifteen minutes later, I suddenly heard her shout, "I've got it!" I ran to the bedroom. As I entered the room, she eagerly pointed to a passag in the book. I couldn't understand all of it because the print was so ancient and stylized. I couldn't even tell what language it was. " "This is it!" she said excitedly. "It's a spell that transforms one person into another." "One person into another? You mean you can change me into someone else?" "Right, but not just anyone. The spell requires a fetish, a sample so to speak, of the person you're to become." "Where are we going to get something like that?" I wonderd aloud." "From me, silly!" she laughed. "You mean........." I said slowly. ".......you can change me into you?" "Sure, and I'll change into you. We'll switch." I sat in stunned silence for a few moments. The whole idea was so bizarre, but also very intriguing. "Okay," I said finally. "Why don't you try? The worst that can happen is that it won't work." "You mean now?" "Sure, why not?"I replied. "Well, I'm not sure this is a good day. It's about time for ..." Suddenly, she stopped with a strange smile. "Actually, come to think of it, this would be a perfect time. It only takes a few minutes to prepare, and I have all the ingredients necessary." Despite my initial and continuing disbelief, I was caught up by her enthusiasm. I watched as she mixed the strange ingredients. Some were obviously herbs of various kinds. Others were less recognizable. I wasn't sure that I wanted to know what they all were! She began to heat the noxious looking mixture over a small lamp. Then, as soon as it began to boil, giving off a strange, musky odor, she picked up a tiny silver needle. She pricked her finger, letting a few drops of blood fall into a large pewter goblet. I was so excited that I hardly felt it as she pricked my finger. My hand as held over another, identical goblet. Finally, after warning me to be very quiet, she poured equal portions of the fuming mixture into the two goblets. At the same time, she chanted unintelligible words in a loud, commanding voice. To my great surprise, the liquid began to give off a strange vapor, that glowed with an eerie violet light. I almost cried out. I remembered Teri's warning, and stayed silent. All at once, a pungent mist filled the room, obscuring my sight. I could hardly see my wife. Then, just as quickly the mist came, it was swept away, as if by a strong wind. However, I felt nothing. Without a word, Teri handed me the goblet containing the drops of her blood, and took the other for herself. At her signal we both drank. As we had drained our goblets, Teri collapsed to the floor with a low moan. I went to her at once and, with some difficulty, lifted her onto the bed. After a few minutes she revived, and began to examine me closely. "Well, you don't look any different! How about me?" I had to admit that she looked unchanged. Although.......her voice seemed rather husky. I put that down to the strain of her incantation. "Damn!" she said. "I really thought it might work....... But, as you said, it didn't hurt to try."; I was in the living room, fixing us both a drink, when I suddenly heard Teri cry out. I ran into the bedroom as fast as I could. She looked at me sheepishly. "Sorry. I just had a sudden cramp. I guess my period is starting a little early this month." Suddenly, she gasped again, and grabbed her arm. "Wow, that hurt!" "Uhh ... aren't your cramps usually a bit lower?" I questioned her suspisiously. "Yeah, this doesn't feel like the usual thing at all." "Maybe it's just the excitement." "I suppose so," she said. She sounded doubtful. It was at that moment that I realized that she looked different somehow. At first, I couldn't pin it down. Then I realized that her forearms were definitely larger. In fact, her biceps had begun to bulge noticeably. "Look!" I said. "Your muscles are growing, I think it might actually be working!" She looked at her arms in surprise. "You're right! And look! Your face is changing!" I went to the full length mirror, and examined myself closely. I saw that she was right. My face did look different. I looked younger, and my nose was smaller. When I took off my robe, I saw that my entire body seemed softer. It was a bit more rounded, and the hair on my chest was visibly sparser. She came and stood beside me, letting the long embroidered robe she had worn for the ceremony fall to the floor. Instantly, we could see how much she had actually changed. She now looked quite muscular. Her hips were definitely narrower, and her thighs were lean and well muscled. Her face had become slightly more angular, with a broader chin and a larger nose. "Wow!" she said. "It's actually working. I look like one of those female body builders." I realized as she spoke, that her voice had deepened considerably, it occasionally broke like a teenage boy's. My voice didn't seem to be changing yet. However, my body sure was changing! First I felt a strange, but not unpleasant. There was an itchiness' around the nipples, and before long, there was a noticeable swelling. The hair on my chest gradually disappeared, as the hair on my arms and legs became much sparser and finer. Before long my breasts were quite noticeable. They had begun to develop a natural feminine roundness. Slowly my face took on a smooth, feminine appearance. My hair grew longer, and my sideburns disappeared. I realized that I was beginning to look more and more like Teri. Gradually the changes began to accelerate. "Oh, my beautiful figure!" Teri wailed, as her breasts shrank, and her waist thickened. In minutes, her chest was very flat and muscular. A fine growth of hair had begun to appear. Before long, her magnificent ass had disappeared and her hips were nearly straight. I realized that she was starting to look like me. But as rapidly as Teri's feminine figure dissolved into a shapeless male body, my own body was blossoming into woman- hood. My breasts swelled until I could actually feel their weight. My hips grew wider. Soon, my thighs were noticeably heavier, and my butt had become very round and full. Suddenly, I became aware of a strange shrinking feeling in my crotch. As I slipped off my trunks, I saw that my penis was definitely smaller. Over the next few minutes, my scrotum became smooth and hairless. It then began to elongate vertically,and shrink. At the same time, my penis shrank until only a tiny stub was left, the clitoris. Within minutes, my scrotum had been transformed into labia. I could feel, and soon see, an opening appear between them. As it grew larger, I was aware of strange movements in my belly, and an indescribable feeling of emptiness. Somehow, I knew that I now had a uterus. Meanwhile, Teri's genitals were also changing. First her clitoris grew larger, then her labia began to swell and take on the wrinkled appearance of the male scrotum. In an amazingly short time, Teri's vaginal opening had disappeared. She had a small, but definitely male, penis. Teri, obviously fascinated by her new organ, touched it tentatively. She cupped her new balls in her large masculine hand, hefting their weight. "Careful!" I warned her. "You're not used to handling those. You might hurt yourself." Sure enough, she suddenly cried out in pain. "Damn! That hurts like hell." I tried to look sympathetic, but it was all I could do to keep from laughing. Gradually, the changes slowed and the transformation appeared to be complete. Hand in hand, we stood in front of the mirror in stunned silence. The metamorphosis was truly astounding. I realized, with a start, that Teri was now a good six inches taller than me. I now exactly duplicated Teri's former appearance, and she looked enough like me to be my twin. However, as we examined our bodies we realized that even twins aren't as identical as we now were. On Teri's left arm was the scar of my small pox vaccination. She pointed out that I now had a faint scar on my belly from her appendectomy. "This is amazing!" she said in her deep, masculine voice. "I never thought it would work so completely." Eagerly we explored our new bodies. With trembling fingers, I touched my breasts, so soft, so full and round. I held them cupped in my hands, feeling their weight. As I ran my hands down my sides, I was amazed by the smoothness. I marveled at the outward swerve of my hips, by the flat expanse of my crotch. Teri, on the other hand, continued to be drawn to the addition between her legs, gently running her fingers along the shaft, feeling its length. With all this attention, it wasn't surprising that her penis was soon stiffly erect. It was a sight which made me strangely uneasy. For the first time, I thought about the reality of this situation. I was now a woman, and Teri was a man. I knew where that rigid organ longed to be, even if its owner didn't. At first, Teri was unaware of the obscene gesture her new found companion was making. When she noticed it, she blushed deeply, a strange effect for someone so masculine in appearance. "Don't worry about it,"I told her. "Your new friend sometimes has a mind of his own." "It feels so strange!" she said. "It's like an itch that needs to be scratched." "Well, yes, I guess it does," I replied. "What do you do about it?" she asked. "I mean, what do men do about it?" "Well uhh..., I guess it depends on the situation," I stammered. "What do you mean?" "Yes, well... if you're in public, or somewhere, you can just wait, and it will go down." "That doesn't sound like much fun," she said innocently. For the first time, I realized that she was putting me on. "You pig!" I said, in my best imitation female tone. "You know perfectly well!" She smiled and, to my mingled horror, and delight, put her powerful arm around my soft shoulders. "Come on," she coaxed. "Let's try out the new equipment!" I resisted only briefly. I found myself dropping to my knees in front of her, and taking the shafts into my hand. I preformed the motion that had so often did to my self. She responded by moaning, "Yes!" and running her big hands through my hair. I felt my crotch area begin to grow wet with excitement. I felt warm all over. I felt the nipples on my breasts become excited also, and start to grow. "Take me in your mouth," she asked. Reluctantly, I kissed the head of the organ, that only minutes ago was mine. The end was wet with pre-cum. It didn't taste bad, a little salty. That encouraged me to try a little more. I took the enitre head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. "Oh, yes!" Teri said excitedly. "That's it! More!" Now I was really getting into it. Being in this position, and preforming this act, made me feel submissive and very femimine. I decided right there that if I was going to be a woman, I might as well be a real woman. I took the entire length of the organ into my mouth, and down my throat. Soon I was bobbing my head up and down on the shaft very rapidly. Each time I went down, I went all the way down, deep throating her. It was a lot easier than I thought it would be. Also, it was really turning me on! After only a few minutes I felt her muscles grow tense. The organ in my mouth grew even harder still. Suddenly, it started to jerk, as I tasted warm salty liquid erupt into theback of my throat. I swallowed all of it as quickly as I could. "Mmmmmm. That was good," I said, rising to my feet. "Now you have to take care of me." As we kissed and caressed each other, I felt the excitement growing again that seemed similar, yet different to what I had felt as a man. As I became more aroused, I was overwhelmed by strange new sensations. Teri gently caressed my breasts, and I saw my nipples become stiffly erect. Soon, I felt myself getting even more wet between my legs. As Teri's thick shaft, erect again, slid into my new opening, I almost screamed from the pleasure of it. My body seemed to tighten around her, enhancing the feeling. My back arched and my hips bucked. There was a strange sensation of movement in my belly. Then, after a tantalizing pause, I was overcome by powerful, rhythmic contractions throughout the entire lower part of my body. It was followed by a wonderful feeling of warmth that seemed to spread upward from my groin to my breasts. Before I could pause to savor these sensations, Teri jerked violently, and I felt the explosive gush hammer into me. Later, as we again sat sunning ourselves by the pool, an observer could have been excused for thinking that nothing had changed. How could he have imagined that a short two hours earlier, the voluptuous blond in the string bikini had been a man? I hardly believed it myself. I knew that, over the ensuing days and weeks, problems would undoubtedly arise in adjusting to our miraculous transformation. I would have to learn how to do Teri's job as manicurist, while she would have to learn mine as a construction worker. For now, I was content to lie stretched out in the sun savoring the feel of my new body. Teri had succeeded beyond my wildest fantasies. I was now a beautiful, sexy woman, and I was very, very happy. ****************************** -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /