Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid

Everybody wandered what the real reason the Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid were able to escape the law and disappear was. Only now can we confirm that Butch had managed to find the Medallion of Zulo. This enabled the outlaws to take on the persona of two saloon girls at the critical moments when capture was eminent.

Here we have one of the few surviving photos of the twosome in disguise taking out a posse of bounty hunters who had caught up with them in South America. That’s Sundance with her fingers in her ears.

Way to go Butch and Sundance.

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Take Her Life and Run With It

“I’m afraid that stupid look on the Taxi Driver’s face after the body swap looks just like mine when I was swapped out of my old body – stupid stunned amazement. Well at least I’m young and pretty well off. Sarah here has a nice allowance and a beautiful apartment thanks to dear old dad. And her memories show a boyfriend who is loaded both in his pants and his pocketbook.

I always wanted to try living as a hot young girl. They get all the breaks in our society, and their clothes really are to die for. I guess that says something about the old me, but I don’t care. Sarah will work out just fine, and her memories show that she really liked sex. I think I can take that and run with it.”

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The Simple Life

Clyde had been a mountain man for almost all of his 83 years. With his hands crippled by arthritis, old Clyde was having a hard time keeping his larder full. That’s when he caught a magic talking fish, a fish who offered to make Clyde young and strong again, If he’d let her go.

Clyde offered to make the deal, provide the fish would make him a young woman instead of a man; he said he wanted something new in life. The fish agreed and the deal was struck.

Now, Claudia has taken over. She still has a lot of old Clyde’s habits, like bathing in the river nude, fishing, hunting, and living in the great outdoors with a minimum of modern technology. She also has her own reality show – turns out people would much rather watch a woman living in the wild with no clothes, rather than a man.

Claudia is being paid the big bucks for living the simple life.

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Divorce Dego

“Jane here is a little confused by the blackout she has just experienced. Actually I possessed her for several hours to help her husband secure a divorce. She has no idea that she just spent this time at a hotel with her lover, being shot by surveillance cameras. That sex in the elevator is going to cost her big time in the pocket book.

Kind of sad that a Warlock with a possession spell is reduced to doing this to make ends meet, but hay we all have to eat. Besides, I do like the sex in these trophy wife bodies. And it’s not like most of these women weren't getting some on the side anyway. They were just being a little more discrete about it.

And me, I’m getting paid to possess these hot little numbers, and go and do what I love to do most – Have wild sex as a girl. Truly I have no shame.”

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Uncle / Nephew Bonding

“Uncle Arnold thanks for taking me with you on spring break this year. The Bahamas are really great, and Stacy’s body rocks.”

“No problem Luke. I figured a little vacation where we could bond would be a good thing. And Cindy and Stacy have been bragging about this trip in my Science Class for the past two weeks. They had the tickets and reservations all set up. All I had to do was use the Costume Gun and zap them.”

“So do you have plans for this week?”

“One minor piece of business on Wednesday, otherwise its boys, brews, and boobs for the whole week; unless you've got something else in mind.”

“No that’s fine. I’m good with that.”

“Well, don’t think I don’t know about you and Gerry on that last trip. I’m not adverse to a little girl on girl action, if you swing that way. “

“With my uncle; let me get back to you on that.”

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Sexual Curse

Gerry had been making out with this wild girl he’d picked up at the club when she bit him on the neck. He hollered at her, and she apologized for being too rough. She told him she just got crazy around this time of month. She managed to scale it back a bit, and their lovemaking continued. Afterwards, she helped bandage the wound, before she left, and Gerry thought nothing more about it.

A few days later, after the wound had completely healed over, Gerry started experiencing night sweats, and racing heartbeat for no apparent reason. He went to his doctor for some test, and started looking for the girl to see if she might have given him something, but he couldn't find her. His doctor said his blood work was negative, and his problems were all in his head.

Then, on the first night of the full moon, Gerry felt this burning sensation in his chest and groin. He though he was having a heart attack. His pulse raced, and his body morphed and changed. His dick shriveled away as his sex changed. He grew smaller, developed breast, and his body hair fell off. The hair on his head grew fuller and lengthened.

As the pain subsided, Gerry sat up in bed and looked out the window as the full moon called her. She needed a hard cock now. It was a craving like she’d never known. The curse of the Were woman had claimed yet another victim.

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His Dream Girl

Ken had always had trouble getting pretty girls to go out with him. His rich grandmother decided to help him. She consulted Madame Olga and bought Ken a necklace to help him on his dates.

“Ken,” she said, “place this necklace on your date, and no matter how homely she looks, she will morph into the woman of your dreams.”

Ken thanked his grandmother for her marvelous gift, and went off to college. A few weeks later, Ken decided to send his grandmother a picture of his dream girl.

“Hold still Kendra,” said his boyfriend Darrel. “That’s a great pose. We don’t want to show the old girl too much, or she’ll flip out. After all, she’s your grandmother.”

Kendra just smiled, and moved closer to the plant. She knew Darrel would follow up her photo session with some hot sex. “Thanks grandmother,” she purred.

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Geeves New Look

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“Gerry, who is your new butler, she’s pretty hot.”

“Jim, I don’t have a new butler. I’d never get rid of Geeves here. He’s served my family for fifty years.”

“Man that is not old ugly butt Geeves. That guy looked like he had one foot in the grave.”

“Yes, but thanks to a good transformation spell; Geeves now has the body of Anna, the girl from the temp service who filled in for my housekeeper. So I get the best of both worlds; impeccable service and loyalty to go with that hot young body. Not that I can imagine anyone getting fresh with Geeves.”

“Yah, your right,” said Jim, “I've seen nuns that looked more approachable then her.”

“Yes, but I have seen a couple of sessions with a vibrator that give me hope for the old boy. She may seem like a cold fish on duty, but I think the hormones are having their way with her. Sort of gives a whole new meaning to the phrase ‘The Butler did it.’”

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Woman Who Could Cheat Death

Dr Bonner was 104 when he perfected his alchemy experiments and developed a version of the elixir. Knowing his time was running out, the good doctor drained his vial, and then suffered incredible pain as his body morphed, bones crunching and shifting into a smaller female frame. His withered wrinkled flesh filled out with the bloom of youth, and his body developed breast and a female slit, replacing his manhood in a period of minutes.

When the process was done, the doctor dressed in a red corset and stockings, and then parched on the edge of her desk, staring into space. She had managed to roll the clock back 80 years, but at the price of her maleness. And there was no way she was going to let the effects wear off to try a modified elixir. She was stuck as a young woman, a very honey young woman, with decades of suppressed sexual desire to express.

The man who could cheat death was no more; now there was a woman who could cheat death instead.

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Cab Driver Again

“When I escaped the magic taxi and took over Audrey’s life by mistake, I thought my days of driving a taxi were over. But, I really didn't have any desire to work as a prostitute like she did, and I needed a job. I tried being a waitress, but I wasn't very good at it. And, I’d had all that practice driving a cab, so I became a taxi driver.

It’s not that bad. I get much better tips than I did in that fat slob’s body, particularly when I warn the good fares to be on the lookout for that cab and stay out of it. And I do have the satisfaction of telling the real assholes about this cab with a particular number, driven by this fat grease ball who gives rich fares a discount for long trips.

I figure maybe I can do a little karma payback that way. Anyhow, you make sure and Have a nice day.”

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Caretaker's Reward

“I was a beach comber back in the sixties, bagging seashells, sea glass, and other treasures, and picking up the trash and litter that follows mankind everywhere. I've kept at it, even though my nephews have tried to put me in a home to rot away somewhere. Then yesterday, I found this necklace washed up on shore. I hadn't planned to put it on, but something made me put it around my neck.

I felt this pain, beginning in my groin, and then running up the rest of my body. I fell to my knees, and reached as my body burned and shifted. I grew smaller and rounder, my flesh filling out. Breast sprouted on my chest, and my hair grew out and filled in. When, the pain subsided, I got to my feet and took stock of myself.

I’d turned into a girl, a beautiful tanned goddess like I use to look at forty years ago. I guess Mother Nature decided to reward me for all those years of looking after her beaches. I’m going to go see about scrounging some clothes and finding some company for tonight – some young male company.”

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Taking Over for Mavis

“Wow, finally out of that crappy Taxi Drivers body. Now Mavis here is something I can live with. Hot, divorced, and drawing a big old alimony check from her CEO ex-husband. Her memories show me she had something going with her physical trainer, her apartment manager, and her hair stylist. This girl trades favors like a politician.

Well, I won’t make any changes for now. Seems like a pretty good life to steal. We’ll just go with the flow and see what sex as a girl is all about. It seems Mavis was a real pro at it, so I shouldn't have any problems if I just follow her instincts.

That, and I have the strangest craving to go someplace and shop.”

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Joy Riding Glenda

“If Glenda here looks like she’s kind of drunk, it’s because I've possessed her for the last 12 hours or so. Sadly, that’s as long as my spell last. But I can tell you that the last few hours was some of the best sex as a woman I ever had. This girl has a libido like you wouldn't believe. When Glenda is revved up, she can come multiple times.

I’m going to take a day or so to rest up, and then take her out again on Friday night. She may wake up in some strange guy’s bed Saturday morning, but until then her ass and boobs and mouth are all mine. It’s like I stole my dad’s Ferrari for a joy ride, only better; because this ride practically drives itself. Just point her at a hot guy and hang on for dear life.”

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Love Growing Those Tits

Young Luke had borrowed his Uncle Arnold’s Costume Gun for an hour or so, long enough to zap Melissa, a hot blonde senior at his high school. She’d never give a lowly freshman like him the time of day, but now she was going to give him a great weekend in her skin.

Watching her deflate, he quickly got out of his own clothes and reached for her quivering skin. He slipped her on, first getting her head and face on over his own, and then slipping the rest of her body over his own flabby frame. Then he watched, transfixed as his body morphed and shifted into a copy of Melissa. Luke couldn't take his eyes off of the big round boobs puffing out on his chest. God, the site just made him cum right there kneeling on her bed.

Quickly dressing, he drove her car over to his uncle Arnold’s long enough to put the Costume Gun up and leave a quick note. ‘Uncle Arnold, I borrowed the C.G. and used it with a friend. It’s back in the cabinet. I’ll get with you later to fix her up.’ Then he signed it and headed for the football game. Melissa was a drill team member, and he planned to get her drilled tonight.

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Reformed Logger

“I used to not give a hoot about the forest I worked in; just point me at the trees, and tell me which way you want them to fall. Looking at me now, you’d never guess that I’d been a big old burly lumberjack until yesterday.

That’s when the dyad queen decided to make an example of me. I was all ready to take down her personal tree, when she cast her spell. I fell to the earth like I’d been chopped down, and started to shrink. It felt like someone was using a chainsaw on me, the pain was so intense.

My bones cracked and shifted; my body hair fell off, and I grew weak and petite. My hair turned a bright orange read, and my skin grew pale, like I’d never been in the sun. And my jeans and shirt turned into a little short green backless dress that barely covered anything.

And when we were done, I sat down grabbed my knees and cried. I was one with the forest now, and I felt all the pain and anguish I’d caused. So please don’t cut down the trees; I’ll do anything you’d like if you’ll leave my trees alone.”

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Body Hopping Gone Bad

“I have this really bad habit of body hopping girls, and then leaving them in embarrassing situations. I've had other body hoppers get on me for it, saying it’s juvenile and tends to get the authorities looking for magical possessions. I just can’t help myself. The look on those girl’s faces when they find themselves sitting naked on a park bench in broad daylight, or pulling their shirt open in the stands of a baseball game is priceless.

Best of all is when I've hopped a really pretty girl, gone out for great sex, and then left her disrobed with no clue what she’s been doing or how she got there. And when their boyfriends and parents hear about it, well let’s just say I've gotten more girls into rehab than you can count; Most of them totally innocent.

So if your girlfriend or daughter has a sudden case of public lewdness, coupled with blackouts, don’t blame her. It’s probably a case of body hopping gone bad.”

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Permanent Possession

“That’s it then; I've burned the spell I managed to write in her blood, and made my possession of Janice permanent. No more having to gather components when I did manage to possess her body. No more being flung back into my sick fat geeky body when her hair and nails were completely consumed. I’m free of all that.

Of course my folks will find me in a coma, and have to deal with my old body, but that’s their problem. I’ll have a new mommy and daddy who live in Europe 10 months of the year, and let their precious Janice do whatever she wants.

I have her surface memories and her diaries to help me go unnoticed, not that it really matters. The way she ran through boyfriends, who’s there to figure out she’s changed? Sorry Janice, the only reason anyone played at being your friend was your money and your looks. Hell, that’s the only reason I was attracted to you.

I know I can do a better job living your life than you did.”

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Once a Lawyer Always a Lawyer

“You may not think that much of my choice of Rachel here as a new body after driving the magic taxi for 4 months. But she’s pretty, she’s young, and she’s passed the New York Bar exam. Before my stint as a Taxi Driver, I was one of the best Divorce Lawyers on the East coast. I could protect a man’s assets or carve him up like a Thanksgiving Turkey.

Yes, the person who took over my life quit practicing law; he didn't know what I know. But I just live to go into a courtroom and tear people up on the stand. So now, here I've got years of experience and dirty tricks in this sweet innocent package. I know just the things to say to women to gain their confidence, and I’m going to have even more fun sticking it to men who should know better.

I'm going to clean up and have fun doing it. Plus Rachel's memories show that the sex with all these alpha males is pretty good too. So for me: Once a lawyer, always a lawyer.”

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Wishing for Good Grades

Jerry was a bit of a nerd. But, he was also a nice guy, and a great chemistry tutor, so a couple of the sororities gave his name out for sisters who needed science help. Mora desperately needed that help. Though she usually could get her male teachers to give her a break on her grades, her professor was gay and immune to her charms. So, she bent her efforts on Jerry instead.

Jerry had tried every trick her knew to help her pass her exams: mnemonics, cramming, flash cards; nothing seemed to work. He called a break for the night and began walking home. Passing the old fountain by the science building, he reached in his pocket for a coin, tossed it in and said, “I wish I could take this test for you Mora.”

Suddenly, an eerie light glowed around him and he felt his body growing insubstantial. He flowed away on the wind back towards the house where he’d left Mora packing up. Drifting through the wall, he came to her room and flowed up her nose. Mora coughed and sputtered, and he felt disoriented. Then he was the one coughing. When he stopped, he rose to his knees and shifted his long black hair where he could see, and got slowly to her feet. He was wearing heels. Those weren't his feet. Somehow, he was in Mora's body. He could sense her in here with him, but dormant.

Well, he thought, whatever else happens, at least Mora should ace her chemistry exam.

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Belated Gift

Jane looked carefully at the small jewelry box with the green lid which she’d received as her inheritance from her great uncle Edgar. Rumor was that he’d had millions of dollars stashed in offshore bank accounts, but so far, none of her relatives had been able to find any papers concerning the money.

Edgar had some truly strange hobbies, including black magic which he’d spent his money on in life, so a lot of the family was glad to see him dead and buried. Jane had never been close to the old man, but she was glad for the bequest, figuring at least she got something out of him. She opened the box, and looked at the heavy silver pin inside. Reaching for it, she managed to prick her finger and draw blood. Without even thinking about it, she sucked on the tiny wound.

Suddenly, her sight dimmed, and some malign force held her body stiff – she was paralyzed. Jane felt a presence, flooding her mind, first a trickle, and then a flood as her great uncle Edgar possessed her and forced her down into darkness.

“So Jane, you finally opened my little gift. And it’s a good thing too, another week and I wouldn't have been able to come back. Now let’s get your computer and check on my money. We have some changes to make in your life.”

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