.Once i Was a Man

SKIN DEEP By Squidonhead


The day I discovered my girlfreind was a witch was ..at the time.. the happiest day of my life. I had always had the fantasy of being changed into articles of female clothing and being worn, mmmmmmmmmm.
Just the thought of it excites me even now!
She told me her secret, about being a witch i mean, and was so happy i didnt run screaming. I told her my secret, about wanting to be her clothes for a while and she smiled and kissed me and looked at me with wanton lust in her eyes.
"This is a match made in heaven" she said..and then light flashed from her eyes and i was looking up at my now giant girlfreind from the floor. She reached down and picked me up and dashed to the mirror.
I could see she was holding a pair of lacey pink panties and i realized she was holding me!
I spent the day being worn by her, hidden under her skirt and that night after she changed me back we made love with a new passion.
Years went by. I had become every kind of garment and accessory a girl could want. I was still extaticly happy but i could tell the thrill had gone out of it for her. She seemed bored.
The next time she used her magic she changed me into something odd. My entire body became liquid and the magic directed me into a small bottle she held.

She lifted me up to her face and explained, "My dear, I'm affraid its over between us. I'm no longer excited by you and your wish to be so helpless and totaly under my control. I need a real man to please me, not some wimp that longs to be all girly."
I was overcome with sudden terror! She went on..
"Still, you have been a pretty good guy and there's a part of me that never wants to let you go. I've thought about this for a long time and decided you will always be a part of me"
The door bell rang.
"Thats Jeff, my new boyfreind"
She put the cap on the bottle i was in, sealing me within and placed me on the table. Moments later she returned to the kitchen leading Jeff by the hand and made a point of tounge kissing him deeply in front of me. While their mouths were locked she opened her eyes and stared at me on the table, getting off on the fact she was doing this in front of me!

I wanted to cry but of course i couldnt in this state.

"Are you still excited about it?" Jeff asked her.
"Oh yeah! " she replied , "Just let me get my stuff"
Jeff took a seat at the table while she went to the bedroom to get her jacket. He noticed my bottle and even picked me up.
"Is this that special ink you were telling me about?" He asked.
She returned "yes it is, I had it specialy made just for this". She took me from his hand and lowered me down into the gaping maw of her open purse. I sat between her check book and makeup bag when she closed the clasp and lifted the purse onto her shoulder.
I sat in there for what felt like an hour feeling the bag sway, and listening to their muffled conversation as they traveled.
At last the bag opened and she took me out and handed me to a rather rough looking fellow with a long grey beard and a leather vest.
He opened my bottle and poured me bit by bit into a vibrating chamber of some kind. I felt squeezed and pinched and then oddly enough warm and cozy. I was surrounded by my girlfreinds smell, i could feel her familiar warmth all around me. I was looking up into a brilliant light for hours and hours.
Finally the rough looking man told her "Thats going to be sore for a while, but the swelling will come down"
Jeff said "Wow! thats beautiful baby! congratulations!"
S he stood, and i felt myself rise up out of the blinding light. On the wall there was a full length mirror that she stood before and I could finally see what had become of me.

"Beautiful! " she said with a smile, "It's exactly what i wanted!"
And there i was, across her back, a dragon tattoo. I knew that my fate was sealed, and that I was now a part of her, forever.