The Reality Shifter. That was what the device in Nate’s hand was called. Or so it had been labelled. He hadn’t ordered it or anything – the parcel had just appeared on his doorstep. In most circumstances, he’d probably have laughed and trashed the package.
But it just so happened that Nate had a secret fetish of having been born a girl. Of being submissive and easily caving to firm orders from strong men. Of clinging to their muscular arms and silently admiring their sculpted, defined bodies. Of knowing nothing but the soft embrace of girly femininity.
It was just a desire, of course. He didn’t really want the life of a girl in its entirety. He just wanted to try it out. A joyride, so to speak.
Which was why when this palm-sized tablet fell into his hands, he took notice. He read the manual seriously. It was an experimental quantum enfolding inverter. One that had a specific purpose – to enforce an alternate reality onto the user of the device and their target, instantly rewriting history to fit with their selections. Yet it kept all else constant, diligently maintaining the responsibilities and obligations that both currently held, making slight adjustments to explain why a radically different Nate might be enrolled in the exact same classes in college as him.
In other words, it gave the user someone else’s appearance – but they would have still led the life they currently had. For Nate’s purposes, it meant that he simply would have been born with a womb between his thighs. His chromosomes would have always been two Xs. It would make it such that he had a pair of hefty, prominent breasts, and a tight cunt instead of a cock. In an instant, Nate would be replaced with a replica of the lady he desired, and she would become him in turn.
It sounded like fiction. A fabrication. But what had made Nate truly believe it was the sticky note that had been attached to the inside of the case and the photograph that had come with it. An account from the previous owner - a man named Keith.
I can't use this thing unless I explain who I am, so here goes: Keith Thompson, 22, chemical engineer. Single. Oh, and I suppose this is important. Apparently, if I stop using the device, it’d be automatically sent to someone else along with a snapshot of my final selection. Something about my choice being permanently locked in place if I stay as someone else for too long. Yeah, right. Like that'd happen. Anyways, seems neat. I’ll play around with it for a bit!
The previous user seemed so cocky. So flippant. As if he had no idea what he had. Like he had ignored all the warnings and treated it as a toy. This was abundantly clear, as Nate slowly retrieved the attached photograph from beneath the excerpt. He read the title out loud, printed in neat, blocky letters.
Lulu Jinki, 38. Life of a Happy Asian Cocksucker.
Nate gulped. Evidently he needed to be careful with this technology – or he could end up just like her!
Nervously, he typed out a short description of who he was as required. All the while, he thought about Keith. About Lulu. How she had completely replaced him. What she must have done to so easily accept her new form. The steamy, lewd acts that led her to be described so simply. How she must have been squealing, and stroking, and giggling.
He was rock hard. Aroused by the mere thought of Lulu. How Keith was now stuck as a stacked Asian slut, content with slobbering on cock. How he could be the next Lulu!
He hardly even noticed the tablet beeping to signal it’s unlocking.
Nate hurriedly shook his head in denial. No, he was different from Keith! He’d be careful! “It’ll just be for a while,” Nate repeated to himself. “I’ll just try it out a bit. Then I’ll stop.”
Slowly, he typed out his first choice. The MILF that was his next door neighbour, Allie Pratt. At the neighbourhood gatherings he had snuck glances at her and her husband. Wished he could feel her massive tits tugging down heavily on his chest. Experience her thick curves for himself. Nate took a deep breath, and hit enter.
And just like that, he was Allie – and she was sucking on a nice, fat cock!
“MMPH!” Nate exclaimed in surprise, protest muffled by the dick his lips were wrapped around. Had the Shifter malfunctioned?! It was supposed to keep all else equal! He was supposed to be Allie but as a college student! Why was he suddenly a whorish cocksucker?
“God damn, Allie!” The unknown man groaned. “A+ for your performance here! Why can’t you do the same in your coursework? Still, its times like this that make me glad I became a teacher – to have my way with MILFs like you for nothing more than a passing grade!”
Oh no! The Shifter made him exactly like his neighbour! She’d never graduated highschool, so neither did he! Frantically searching his mind brought up memories of how exactly Allie had managed to get as far as he did in her studies – by sleeping with all the male teachers, and engaging in vulgar orgies with the female ones!
But even as he continued to slide his fat lips down his teacher’s warm shaft, Nate slowly relaxed. That’s right; this was just temporary! What did it matter? All of it would vanish as soon as he swapped back with his neighbour Nate; who incidentally was now a stay at home in a loving relationship with his gay partner.
Worried thoughts dismissed, Nate started to enjoy his self-imposed womanhood. Tracing around his flat, lace-encased crotch, he marvelled at the sensations it returned. How pressing a finger lightly against his swollen pussy lips felt so different from gripping and stroking his cock. The MILF grinned. That’s right, that was what she had now! A slick, wet cunt! Made to receive, not to give!
Suddenly, the man grunted above her. “Allie, get ready! I’m about to administer your final test!” Nate happily released the hard cock from his mouth, transitioning to quick, even strokes.
“Cum on my big, fat tits, Mister Orson!” he begged in Allie’s womanly drawl. “Cover me in your hot, sticky semen!”
“GAH!” With a roar, his teacher ejaculated all over Nate, who squealed in delight. She absolutely loved the feeling of jizz glazing her large bosom! And- yes! Mister Orson was going to pass her! She didn’t need to repeat the year! Now she had more time to skip classes and hunt for hunks at the local coffeeshops!
Nate shook his head. What? For a second there, he actually believed he was Allie Pratt, mature cougar slut, enrolled for no other reason other than to seek a prospective boytoy! The thoughts were so genuine and real, that he almost forgot he was actually Nate! A pang of fear struck him, and he hurriedly scrambled for the Shifter.
A minute later, Nate was alone in his apartment again, panting feverishly. Nope; that was it! He couldn’t risk it! He was about to forget himself! He was about to become the next Lulu! Stuck in the one track mind of a horny MILF!
Making up his mind, Nate stuffed the tablet back in the package it came in. He wouldn’t use it anymore!
It was too dangerous! Too-
“Heehee! We agreed on seventy dollars, right?”
Naturally, Nate couldn’t help himself. The power to be any woman he dreamt of was too tantalizing. An hour after he had sworn never to use the Shifter again he had sheepishly plucked it from its box, and slipped into the body of Lori Williams, famous pornstar.
It seemed that to accommodate Nate’s college enrolment, the Lori he had been turned into by the Shifter had never entered porn. Instead, to pay off tuition fees, she seduced her classmates into paying for sexual favours.
I’m a whore! Nate excitedly thought as he gradually enveloped the hard dick in his hand with the generous chest Lori posessed. I’m a college whore and I’m jerking my classmate off for seventy bucks!
“Mmm…” The man murmured, lost in bliss. “That’s it, Lori. Keep going like-”
“…oh. Aww, sorry.” To the man’s dismay, Lori had abruptly stopped her enthusiastic titjob. However, it seemed that she wasn’t quite pleased either, from her pouty expression. “Time’s up.”
“Huh? No, but you said a dollar a minute. Seventy bucks means seventy-“
“See you!”
The buxom slut tapped on a screen and the Reality Shifter activated, reverting Nate quickly back to his boring, average self. With the reversal of altered reality, so too did the man he had been pleasuring return to whatever he was doing in this world.
Nate breathed a sigh of relief. Well, his plan worked.
It had given Lori the equivalent of blue balls, but by sticking to a strict self-imposed time limit, he could ensure that he wasn’t trapped as a busty whore for the rest of his life. As long as he didn’t stay for too long, his memories wouldn’t be traded out for hers! A little janky, but he supposed a little sacrifice was necessary to keep enjoying the experiences the Shifter had to offer-
Ah! Nate’s face lit up. Right! The manual said nothing about letting others join in! If turning himself into a woman while he was alone modified his surroundings to fit, then wouldn’t it make guests he invited fit the scenario as well? Let them enjoy the life of a horny big-breasted slut without any of the detriments the user had? He smiled gleefully. He had to let Sam try this out!
With this in mind, he asked his long-time buddy to drop by. Nate hadn’t told Sam anything, merely cryptically hinting at an unforgettable experience. Amusedly, Sam had agreed. But the moment he had arrived, before he could even speak, he found himself on his knees, fully naked – and servicing a hung man in the shower!
“Nate!” Sam squealed, frightened but mildly aroused by the petite girly body he now owned. The stiff rod in her grasp was quickly released, and she fell back on her plump new ass. “What did you do?!”
“Isn’t this great, Sam?” Nate replied while groping his full chest – the sizable bosom of Gabriela Princeton, millionaire heiress. “You’re Samantha now! My slutty, bestie, sex friend! Don’t think too much about it!”
“No, but how did you-”
“Cmon, girls.” The sole male interrupted in annoyance. “You hired me to fuck, not listen to you two chatter.” Nate giggled, hurriedly stripping. “Coming, stud! Make some room for Gabriela!”
Samantha was still a little hesitant. After all, Nate hadn’t explained a thing. But watching Gabriela boldly hop on the gigolo, crying out in delight as she rode his hard cock…? And the feelings this tiny, weak form was giving her? Samantha had no choice but to relent, and moments later, she had joined in, shamelessly licking Gabriela’s toes as she stimulated her friend’s clit.
Gradually, Samantha even found it easier to act like the horny, sex-obsessed woman she was. Her initial discomfort had mostly evaporated, and soon enough it had disappeared entirely! It just felt so right to be on her knees; to share a hunk with her rich friend, taking turns stuffing their cheeks with manmeat and savouring the musky flavour of hot cum!
Because she was Samantha Robbins, a confident, cock-loving slut – and she wouldn’t have it any other way!
“Mwah!” With a bit of reluctance, Gabriela pulled her lips off the hired sex slave’s schlong with an audible pop. Unfortunately, it was time to return; to be a man again. Gesturing to her friend to take over with a cheeky wink, she skipped over happily to where she had left the Reality Shifter. It was fun being Gabriela, but Nate didn’t want to be her forever! With a few quick taps, he was back in a familiar male shape.
Grinning, he turned to look for his friend. “Wasn’t that fun, Sam? I just got this thing, and I wanted to-”
The words he was saying caught in his throat, trailing off into nothing. Because in front of him was the friend he had roped into his fantasy – still the moaning, blissfully unaware cocksucker Nate had made him!
After Samantha had thanked Nate with a peck on his cheeks and left, he wracked his brain for what had happened. Turns out in this reality, Sam had always been Samantha, and Nate had simply set up this little fling for her. She had asked to try out a threesome, to satisfy her kinky desires.
But instead of keeping Sam as his classmate, the Reality Shifter seemed to have entirely disregarded his acquaintance’s circumstances. Samantha Robbins hadn’t met Nate at school; she had befriended him on a dubious chatroom, and was now his unemployed, casual sex friend!
Every subsequent attempt to return Samantha to her previous manhood with the Shifter failed, because the Shifter only kept a record of its current user. Sam was gone for good, and Samantha was here to stay!
Nate felt a little guilty over the inadvertent erasure of Sam’s former life, trapping him as an oblivious girl forever. But he eventually got over it. After all, she seemed happier this way. Besides, it wasn’t as if Samantha knew any other life other than one where she was addicted to cock!
More importantly, finding out the effects of the Shifter on others was a blessing in disguise. Nate was being bullied at school by two insufferable jocks, and was only able to grit his teeth and bear it. But now that he knew what the Shifter could do…
With a nasty grin, Nate devised a plan. He would lure the bullies to a secluded, seedy hotel – one infamous for one night stands and sordid affairs. Then, ensuring that they were the only ones around, Nate would turn himself into the biggest, most uninhibited whore he could find – thus ensuring that his bullies would be irreversibly stuck as obscene, willing fucktoys of the same calibre! And with a little luck, the Shifter would take into account their surroundings, and make them a couple of trashy prostitutes!
Meticulously scouring the internet soon turned up what Nate was searching for. A boastful comment on an explicit forum, about how they had laid with the most depraved slut they had ever seen. How that sex maniac revelled in humiliating, degrading acts. How she begged for her holes to be filled with cum. And how she spoke in broken, unintelligent English, a stereotypical Asian floozy straight out from a porn flick!
Nate smiled as he leered at the picture the user had attached. He had found the woman he was going to become – Kazuri Tama, Japanese sex fiend!
At first, the bullies hadn’t quite swallowed the bait. It sounded quite farfetched coming from someone they were actively messing with. An eager, skilled streetwalker, paid to show them the time of their lives? But they fell for it after Nate started to grovel and plead. Accepted that Nate was raising the white flag. So the two of them had come, licking their lips. And when they entered the room, neither of them noticed Nate’s wide grin as he entered in Kazuri’s name. Finally! They were about to face retribution for their misdeeds!
With a flash, Nate found himself in the enticing form of Kazuri’s seductive body. Immediately he felt her urges overwhelm him. The Reality Shifter had tried to compensate for the selected changes, but it was just too much! She was too different from the initial starting point that was Nate. Already he was forgetting that he was supposed to be a man - Kazuri was just so vivid and realistic in his mind!
“You that whore? The hired prostitute that’s doing this for free, right?”
Huh? Nate looked up, surprised at the booming voice that had broke his concentration. The two bullies hadn’t changed! They were still men! He opened his mouth to speak, to call this whole thing off and change back. But when he spoke, the words that came out seemed to defy his intentions. His brain was Kazuri's now, so they were the disjointed, vapid words of an Asian cock junky!
“Yes mista! Correct! Kazuri hear you big dick? Big dick no need pay!”
The bullies smirked, and dropped their trousers. And Kazuri gasped as she was met with the full extent of the only changes the Shifter had bestowed onto her tormentors – two massive, long schlongs!
In his excitement Nate had forgotten that the Shifter would try to ensure that the scenario the user had put themselves in would be realistic. So as a sexy, cock-loving hooker, if Kazuri Tama was in a room with two other people, there would be only one reason for that to be the case - if they were her well-endowed customers!
And as a complete cockwhore, there was no way Kazuri was going to miss an opportunity to fully experience these for herself! Revenge forgotten in an instant, the slut fell to her knees in between her former bullies, and wrapped her slender fingers around both cocks at once. Unable to help herself, the room was soon filled with the indecent sounds of a vigorous, enthusiastic dual blowjob.
“Ooh, big man come again soon! Muah!” Kazuri cooed as the two beefcakes left the room. Alone, she hummed a little tune as she played with the strings of cum across her chest. What great lovers those two had been! On the dresser, her phone vibrated, the sound triggering an ingrained response in her brain, and her nipples stiffened. Her pimp was sending in the next customer already!
Kazuri giggled with glee. Ah, this was heaven! From puberty she had been cursed with a hypersensitive body. A light breeze would instantly send her into heat, pussy dripping with need, brain filling with images of hard cocks. So severe was her condition that she could hardly maintain an ordinary life, forced helplessly into the profession of a cheap hooker. And as the years went by, she couldn't imagine herself any other way!
As she walked over to answer her pimp’s call, she noticed a strange tablet resting on the bed. On the screen were a couple of difficult English words. Kazuri hadn’t learnt much of the language of this land – she was always too horny to memorise them properly. But she had learnt enough to sound out the words on the tablet.
“Do… yooo.. wan? Too... chan-ge ba... back!”
Do you want to change back?
Change? Change back? She frowned. Change back to what? Had she been someone else? Kazuri thought on this for a bit. Eventually, she came to a conclusion – one that was obvious from the start.
Kazuri knew who she was - the perfect Japanese cumslut!
Just a nymphomaniac whore in the red light district– sleeping with every man that paid her for her services! A horny, insatiable lovedoll for men to use as they pleased!
No, she was right where she deserved to be – living the life she had always dreamed of!
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Ten days later, an exhausted plumber in Germany finds a nondescript brown package on his doorstep. Ripping through the packaging reveals a strange black tablet, a lengthy user manual, an attached note and a photograph.
At first he is sceptical – wary of a potential scam. But as he reads on, suspicion is replaced with excitement, and he sprints out of his apartment, not even locking up. The only thing he had left behind was the photograph that had come with the package. A snapshot of the former owner, Nate, with its title printed out in neat, blocky letters beneath it.
Kazuri Tama, 34. Life of a Brainless Asian Hooker.
