subject : My Fantasy Chapter one

This story as you will get hold out is all wishful intellection. But would n't it
be fun to have the ability.

When I was fifteen I experienced a life changing happening. I was on my
composition itinerary about 6:30 one morning when I came upon a ace car wreck.

A gentleman's gentleman had gone off the road and hit a Tree. The car was pretty
smashed up and he was pinned inside. It had just happened because one of
the rack was still turning. I could see the figure of an one-time guy lying
across the steering bike. He started to move his head so I thought I 've
got to get him out of there. I pulled and pulled and finally got the door
out-of-doors and he was able-bodied to help me help him out of the car. We had just
gotten to condom when the car exploded and burned. We just sat there in
amazement at how confining we both had come to the end.

I asked the old guy if he was hurt and he said no he would be all right.
And then he took my arm and asked me to set with him for a bit. I said OK
and we talked about stuff, schooltime, sports etc for a spell and then he
looked at me and said,

'' Without hesitation you stepped in and helped me get out of my car. That
was an unusual act of braveness and bravery. I 'm going to reward you with
one wishing. You can have anything you want but be heedful of what you ask
for because once you tell me it ca n't be changed and you will get exactly
what you asked for. ``

I thought for a minute, not about what I wanted, but what sort of idiot
this guy thought I was. I knew there was no such thing as a in force fairy or
guardian angel but here he was telling me I could get anything I wanted.
But I though, what the underworld, if he is and can establish me what I want I might
as well go for it.

'' My best friend 's sister is dying of a brain tumor. I want her bring around
without surgery, '' I stated. The bloke looked at me and said, `` You did n't
hesitate in asking for help for your friend 's sister. You could own had
anything you wanted but that 's what was most authoritative to you. For that
act of pity, I 'm going to allow you a second indirect request. I will need upkeep
of your first one today and be here tomorrow morning at this time to hear
your second one. '' With that he just monotone disappeared.

I finished my report itinerary in sodding bafflement which was compounded
when I passed the scene of the accident on my way abode and there was no
scene of the stroke. No skid marks, no marks on the tree, no indication
of a fire, and no gate-crash car. This was really getting scary. And
then later at schoolhouse Donny came running up to me and told me that his
sister had woken up, was talking and they took more tests and the tumor was
gone. All the meds and chemo stuff have done their job, just in the nick
of fourth dimension. It was unbelievable. So now I had another problem on my hands.
This guy apparently was for real so what I want for my second wish.

All day I had musical theme pop into my head. Money, a car, change my tone, do
this do that. Then at the end of PE class it hit me. I was in the exhibitioner
sort of looking over the bozo as I always did and wondering what it would
be like to be a girl and bonk them, when it hit me. I want the ability to
convert my organic structure from what I am to what I want to be and then change back
again. I want to be capable to suit a beautiful little girl and mess around and
then change back to me.

The next daybreak my Quaker was there waiting for me just like he said he
would be. I thanked him a hundred times for what he did for sortie and then
got ready to secern him what I wanted for my second regard. That I wanted the
ability to commute into anything I wanted but always have the ability to
change back to me. He asked me if I wanted to be able to do this in look
of the great unwashed or should I have to find a place to be alone. And do I want to
be capable to change from for illustration a dog to a cat or just back to myself
first. I thought this over and said I guess I sound be able to modify
anytime and I want to change from one thing to another. That I want to
keep my own judgment etc., no matter what I change to. My friend was calm for a
minute, smiled at me and said, `` OK, it 's done. Why do n't you try it for
me ? '' I thought for a minute and then thought to myself, `` I want to be a
guy 20 years old. Instantly I was changed into what would probably be me
in 5 years. Then I thought I want to be myself again and I was. The old
man told me to revel my new major power but not to abuse it and he was gone.

My exuberance for my new power was unmanageable. I spent hr in my
room, changing from me to everything I could conceive of. A book, a cat, a 50
year old guy and finally a girl. There I was, standing in front of my
mirror a beautiful 16 year old miss. I felt my titmouse, my hips, my pussy and
was awe struck. I even made my tits bigger, my hairsbreadth a different color and
all sorts of changes. But then I discovered one thing about my new power.
I could change my consistence but I could n't change other things nor could I
manufacture affair. My consistence was changed but my textile were still those of
a boy.

Over the succeeding few workweek I began dressing in my Mom 's cloths, loving the
touch of her bra and panties when I changed my body to fulfill them. One
Saturday both my parents had to work so I spent the whole day as a female,
dressing in outfit after outfit out of my Mom 's bloomers and water closet. I was
even caught by my best pal when he dropped by. He did n't have a clue
that it was me or that if he had tried he could have got his first piece of music of
ass. When we met at school day the next Monday he asked me about the young lady at
my place. I told him she was my cousin who had dropped by and that my Mom
did n't wish her much because she was a real slut.

I found out later in the calendar week that my folks had to work on again on Saturday
so I told Don to neglect by. About 9 in the morning time, I heard Don ring the
buzzer. I was dressed up in Mom 's bra and panties but an old t-shirt and
jogging shorts of mine. I made certainly my tit were poking a tent in the
T-shirt and answered the doorway. Don about dropped his jaw. He starred at
my tits and gulped a Hi out and I told him that Ron had to go do something
about his paper path but that Don should wait for him to get back. I
ushered him into the life room, kind of wiggling my ass as I walked. We
started talking about school and poppycock and finally I asked Don if he had
ever kissed a female child and felt her up. He turned red and stammered out a no
and I variety of laughed at him. I said why not, girls like to act as as practically
as guys do. He gulped and said something I did n't understand and turned
redder if that is possible. I went over and plopped down beside him on the
lounge and sort of chafe my mammilla on his arm. He was still beet red and was
really amusing. I could n't believe how mark he was. I reached up and
pulled his aspect to mine and kissed him, pushing my natural language in his backtalk. I
guessing that made him pore because immediately his script was on my tit.

We continued the kiss and as his script moved from tit to tit my hired hand began
to knead the cumulus in his pants. Don has probably the bounteous cock I 've
seen. A wide 7 in when hard. We had measured it one time when we were
jacking off together. I had wanted to play with it but had n't stimulate I
did n't want Don to think I was gay or something. Finally I whispered in
his ear that we should conduct our cloth off. He helped me out of my jersey
but could n't get my bra off. I kind of laughed as I unhooked it. His eye
got really big as he looked at my bare teat. I stood up and wiggled out of
my drawers and panties and told him to hurry up and get nude. He did and I
took my play at staring, at his beautiful cock. He sat back down beside me
and I gripped his severely gist and began playing with it. He told me if I
continued that he was going to hit all over. I asked him how he 'd wish to
shoot in my oral cavity and he kind of grinned and said that would be wonderful.

I had no idea how to go about sucking a shaft. All I knew about a blow job
was what the older bozo had said. But it felt so adept, that toilsome cock in
my mouth. I sucked it and licked it and then started moving my oral fissure up
and down on it. Kind of like fucking my back talk with it. Don started to
wriggle and moan and then I felt his hot cum filling my mouth. I really
liked the feel and sense of taste of it. His tool was instantly flaccid. I continued
to suck it until every in conclusion drop of cum was in my mouth. I had n't had
enough of this sex fun so continued to lick and suck his soft cock, hoping
to revive him. Soon I started having some success. Don was revived also,
laying me over on my spine and moving down between my legs. His tongue
licked me all around my pussy hole and finally he pushed it in. I put my
hands behind his school principal and pushed my pelvis against his case. I went crazy
when he found my clit and sucked it like a slight cock. Then he moved up
and put the head of his cock at the opening night of my pussy. I grabbed his hips
and pushed against him taking him in to my love channel. A couple of strokes
and he was all the way in me and at that instant I knew I was going to love
to fuck.

Don lasted a lot longer this clock time and it was wonderful. We fucked fast and
we fucked slow. We fucked with him on top and with me on top. Finally he
was really hammering me and I felt the most tremendous feeling coming on
and knew I was about to cum. And then it hit, every emotion and every
feeling a girl can have, all at the same time. I could feel my love juice
squirting all over and then just as mine was finishing, Don moaned and
buried his dick in me and stopped and laid down on me. I wrapped my stage
around him and hugged him. That was so good he whispered. I moaned in
agreement .