A cursed letter - Part 1

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

His new life as a slut

I shouldn't have helped

The look that Andrea gave Maggie sent shivers down her spine. She looked beautiful, yet the rage building inside of Maggie made her fists tremble. There was a subtle and knowing smirk, and the fact that her old friend seemed to unbothered made her realize that this was all a mistake. Edgar had already left, but Maggie knew all too well that he had fucked Andrea in their bed. What hurt the most was the fact that Maggie had trusted Andrea. She loved her. She didn't expect her best friend to seduce her boyfriend, and she also didn't expect her friend to change so much.

After helping Andrea get her new body to help with her self-esteem, Maggie had seen insane changes in her personality. At first, she thought it was just a side effect of the mind projection remote being broken by Andrea, but she realized it was something much deeper than that. Maggie was beginning to see the real side of her friend, a side without the low self-esteem or self-hate, and she wasn't very happy about it.

Andrea had once been a timid and kind transgender woman who had low self-esteem. So, when the two worked on their high school science project together, her confidence improved ten fold upon discovering a method of temporarily possessing other people. The breakthrough meant that they could potentially help the disabled have temporary bodies. The only issue was that the possession never lasted very long, and so they ended up doing another project for school.

It wasn't until they began college that things really started to improve. Andrea found a way to extend the possession time, and based off that, Maggie was able to discover the formula needed to make it so that a possession would only stop upon pressing a button on a remote. The remote could transfer a mind into another body, while the remote could also reverse it. The only downside was that the person doing the possessing needed a second person to transfer the possessor's mind. The fist button would lock one's mind into the remote, and another person had to "launch" them into their intended target.

Maggie helped launch Andrea into Elise, a blonde bombshell with a reputation for being an absolute bitch. She studied English, and she was renowned for being the spoiled rich girl throughout campus. She also said a lot of mean things to Andrea, so when Maggie learned that her friend wanted to become her to take some of her money for her college debt, she was initially hesitant. But after she helped Andrea get her new body, she eventually thought that it would be better to have her in Elise's shoes. But when Maggie couldn't find the remote control, she would eventually find it crushed alongside her shredded notes.

"Yeah, I photocopied those," Andrea finally said while crossing her arms. "Sorry that you had to find out about this, though. I didn't want to hurt your feelings. But this was exactly what I wanted. This gorgeous body, this wealth, and the secrets to extending my own life. Dying was always something at the back of my mind, but now I don't have to worry about it. And the secret is all mine."

Maggie fought back tears. "But you didn't have to take Edgar from me, you fucking bitch!"

"Oh, but he's always been on my radar," Andrea admitted. "Ever since you started dating him. You knew I liked him too, but you took him from me. But I also knew that he had a crush on Elise. Everybody did. And after letting him fuck this hot body, he's actually mine now. God, I know why you love him so much. He made me cum so hard. Maybe you should've been a better girlfriend. Now, get out. I'm going to get used to my new boyfriend's bed. You're going to have to move out."

Maggie stormed out of the apartment, her anger boiling over. She couldn't believe what Andrea had done, and she couldn't believe that she had let it happen. She thought she knew Andrea better than anyone else, but she realized she didn't know her at all.

Stuck in a criminal

It had been the last stop for the train, and passengers were disembarking. As a train attendant made his way around the vehicle to ensure that nothing had been left behind, he stumbled upon a girl soundly asleep at the back of the train. "Miss, this is the last stop. Um, this is the last stop; you'll have to leave," he gently informed her.

However, no response came from the girl, causing the attendant to grow increasingly concerned. He leaned in closer to check if she was breathing. Her hand felt cold, and her pulse and breathing were weak. Realizing the gravity of the situation, the attendant made a quick decision and called for an ambulance. The unconscious girl was identified as 20-year-old Celine.

As the ambulance raced to the scene, Celine's condition remained precarious. The paramedics rushed to her side and worked diligently to stabilize her as they transported her to the hospital. Concerned voices filled the air as they discussed her condition and potential causes for her unresponsiveness.

Meanwhile, Celine's family was notified of the emergency, and they anxiously made their way to the hospital. They had no idea what could have happened to their daughter, who had been healthy and lively just hours before. Hours later, when Celine finally regained consciousness, she found herself in a rather peculiar state. Her body felt heavy, and her limbs appeared larger than they should have been. Strapped around her chest was something unfamiliar, and a cold breeze brushed over her bare skin.

It was the strangest feeling. Strange flashes of memories she didn’t recognize were flickering before her very eyes. She felt so confused while she moved from memory to memory. She saw women screaming and a man giggling in the background. As Celine began to gather her senses, she realized that her body seemed entirely foreign to her. Moreover, she was no longer on the train. Confusion filled her as she cautiously got up and explored the dimly lit room. She managed to locate a light switch and flicked it on, revealing that she was inside a bathroom.

To her utter shock, the reflection in the nearby mirror left her speechless. Staring back at her was a 50-year-old man with broad shoulders, a bald head, and thick stubble. The bizarre change overwhelmed her, and she decided that her best course of action was to call the police. Unfortunately, that only brought a police cruiser over to her location, and she was displeased to learn that she was in the body of a renegade serial killer named Ashton Miller. After sacrificing so many women in sick rituals, he finally gained the ability to detach his corrupted soul. He had become a man armed with dark magic, and he was eager to use it. He decided to project his soul into the young body of an unsuspecting girl, and once inside, his soul struggled to push her out.

Eventually, the real Ashton awoke in the hospital surrounded by Celine’s concerned family. The evil smile on his face said it all. Nobody understood why she seemed too happy, or why she no longer had her memories despite not having any signs of a head injury. It was a perplexing medical case, but nobody would ever discover the truth while Ashton Miller secured a second chance at life as a beautiful woman. He had become the very thing he loved to chase after, and the things he could do to himself made him eager to get discharged as soon as possible.

The best Christmas present

Kristyn stood in her room with her heart racing with excitement. She held the transformation skinsuit in her quivering hands. It was a gift she had received for Christmas from one of her supportive teachers from back in high school. As a transgender woman, Kristyn faced a lot of difficulties over the years, but Mrs. Grace had helped her get through the worst of them. This was a goodbye present since Kristyn was finally leaving town for her first semester of college after taking a 1 year break from school, never to return for quite some time. It was a bittersweet thing to be given something like this. But this was more than just a costume – it was something that could help fix the way Kristyn felt sensations.

She could only fantasize, but with this particular skinsuit, she would be able to feel pleasure the same way another woman would feel it. It was marketed as a revolutionary sex toy product for crossdressers, but this waterproof model had a longer lasting battery. Slowly, she started to pull the leathery outfit over her feet and legs. As the material hugged her naked skin, she felt a tingling sensation, a sign that the transformation was beginning.

She glanced at the packaging, her eyes scanning the instructions. It was clear she needed to wear the full suit to complete the transformation. “This is normal,” she assured herself. “All of this is normal…” She had always dreamed of a moment like this, and now it was actually happening.

Fully committed, Kristyn continued to slip on the suit. The tingling sensation grew more intense, enveloping her in a wave of anticipation that tickled her from head to toe. She could feel every fiber of the outfit as it conformed to her body, becoming a second skin while her heart raced even faster. Sitting on her bed, she took a moment to breathe, feeling the energy of the suit coursing through her.

The final piece was the head part. Kristyn hesitated for a moment, aware that this was the point of no return. Then, with a deep breath, she pulled it over her head like a mask. Instantly, she felt a rush of energy, a quiver that ran through her entire body. She fell back against the sheets, her mind reeling as the transformation accelerated. Her breasts expanded, and her waist became slimmer while her entire body shuddered.

Steam began to emerge from the hole along her back, the point where she had entered the suit. The skinsuit was now closing over her, encasing her completely. As the suit sealed itself, Kristyn felt a strange, orgasmic ripple that locked her in place. Her body began to meld with the leathery costume, every inch of her combining with the material in a symphony of change while her cock hardened beneath the suit.

The room was suddenly filled with a brilliant light, a physical manifestation of the transformation taking place. Just as another wave of heat rushed through her, she felt her cock beginning to throb. It felt like she was leaking while her head suddenly went blank. Slowly, as the light subsided, she steadily sat up from her bed while regaining consciousness, a new sense of self washing over her when she felt the hardness vanishing from between her legs.

She looked at herself, amazed at the transformation as a hand grazed her pulsating clit. The pleasure nearly made her faint. “Oh, wow,” she whispered in her new voice. “So this is what it’s like. God, I love this. This is the best present ever.” The skinsuit had worked its magic, turning her into a vision of beauty.

As Kristyn admired herself from head to toe, a wave of joy overwhelmed her. She had never felt so alive and vibrant. The excitement within her bubbled over as she placed her fingers deep between her legs. The sensations were overwhelming, and upon getting a chance to experience her first female orgasm, she realized that this was all so perfect. She couldn’t wait to try this with another man. Mrs. Grace had given her the perfect parting gift, and Kristyn was going to definitely use this to the fullest.