"Congratulations! You have won a new life. This will be randomly selected from the remaining slots available and will be applied automatically."
Dan looked at the email he'd just received in bemused shock. Another scam email taking advantage of people who were sick of their lives. He laughed and was about to close his phone when a bright light flashed from his phone screen, blinding him. When the light faded he realised he was in a different place. A shitty, run down apartment. Not only was he in a different place, but he felt different. He looked down at himself and was shocked to find a chubby female body in place of where his average male body had been previously. He rubbed his hands over his body and could feel even the lightest touch incredibly strong.
His hand brushed his new chubby pussy lips and his whole body and mind rushed with pure pleasure that nearly knocked him out. When this had finally faded he noticed his phone was still in his hand with a message flashing on it.
"Your new life is now complete. You have received the FAT SLUT package. Due to high demand there were a limited number of lives left and the remaining choices may be undesirable and we cannot be held liable for any dissatisfaction related to this. All changes are permanent and irreversible."
Dan stared at the phone in disbelief as the message disappeared. He scoured his phone but wasn't able to find any trace of it ever being on his phone. He eventually gave up and was left with this fat, female body. He slowly began to realise as he sat that feelings were starting. His new pussy was throbbing and he felt an urge within him to put something inside of it. He realised this was cock. He tried to resist at first but it became too much, he couldn't think straight and had started violently rubbing and fingering himself, but it just wasn't enough. Eventally he gave in and found some female clothes in his new wardrobe. He wandered the streets and bars, begging any man he could find to fuck him. It didn't take long to find a willing man.
This sated him for a while, but it wasn't long before the urges returned and he had to get out and do the same again. The rest of his life was a contant cycle of this. He was stuck as a fat, nyphomaniac who needed to be fucked constantly.