Wrong Delivery

 

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So, one day I was kind of bored, I had done all of my chores and wasn’t really feeling like watching anything on my computer, nothing really seemed to peak my interest at the moment, but a dirty thought would cross my mind and I asked myself, why not have a session of me “having fun” with my magic wand between my legs. The heat got to my head, and I was soon searching for porn on my favorite websites, and well… you know what happened after that.

After that session, I accidentally came across an online sex shop, and my caveman instincts told me to purchase something from there, and so I would do so, I purchased a toy that acted like a woman’s privates. I honestly have no idea why it even came into my mind the possibility of purchasing something like that, I mean, looking at it back now, imagine if someone came into my house and found it, it was certainly not a situation that I wanted to be in, but regardless, it was too late, so I just signed off of my computer to do other things outside. After that is when I started to regret my dumb decision but again, there’s no turning back now (since the shop also didn’t allow me to cancel my order).

I’m not going to lie, I kind of forgot about that whole thing about a few days later, until the thing finally came into my house in a very normal looking cardboard box. I would take this package upstairs, into my room, and would quickly get the contents of the box out of it. I was prepared to look at what I bought and once more regret even further my life decisions, but instead I was very surprised, this box didn’t contain what I actually purchased.

So, I thought to myself, not only am I dumb for purchasing something like this but even the shop can’t do its job right, my best guess was that they likely confused my package with one that belonged to someone else. Oh, and what was in the box you might be asking? Well, they seemed to be a pair of fake female breasts. I didn’t know what to do with them. I held both of them in my hands and they felt very squishy and soft, they were also very large and fairly heavy in my palms. I was wondering if real breasts would feel exactly like this.

As I continued to feel their texture, something completely unexpected happened, these fake breasts would jump towards my chest and latch on to it. I tried to get them off of me but no matter how hard I tried, they wouldn’t come off, somehow, they were instead being absorbed into my body, which felt really weird. After a few minutes, the fake breasts were gone… into my chest… so I understandably panicked as I had no clue of what the hell just happened.

I was still in a confused mental state when I felt that my point of view was getting lower, was the room shrinking or was my body shrinking in size? Well, seeing other objects around me confirmed that it was the ladder.

I was expecting to reduce in size in every aspect, but it seemed more as if I only lost height. Things would only get weirder from here, as soon I would feel an itchy feeling on my legs and arms, and they would lose all the hair they had, which looked quite off in my opinion. Afterwards, my skin smoothed out and now my arms and legs would look a lot more natural, I touched my face and my abdomen and would feel the exact same smooth texture.

My face itched for a bit, I wasn’t sure what exactly happened, but as I scratched it lightly, I could feel that some things weren’t as they were supposed to, I know it doesn’t make much sense but like… for example, my nose felt a bit smaller and my eyes felt wider than they were, so I knew that my faced has morphed too.

My body would start to feel weird; I can’t really describe well what I felt but I did know that it made the rest of myself further transform as something I would notice pretty quickly was the size of my hands and the mass on my arms. My hands were decreasing in size and my nails on each finger began growing very fast. As for my arms, they lost mass, like they lost a good amount of muscle and would make my upper limbs very feminine, and as a final touch my nails got painted a dark red color, no idea when that was applied but it was now there.

Seeing those changes made me start to realize what was happening to me, but of course there’s more. My shoulders and abdominal area would also lose mass, developing further my increasingly petite figure.

After further realizing my fate of me becoming a woman, I felt as my dick and my balls were starting to shrink, I just sat there watching slowly decreasing its size until nothing was left. I placed my hand between my legs and yeah, the thing that made me a man to begin with was now completely gone, likely replaced with the female counterpart of what’s supposed to be there now.

My slim frame was about to become not so slim, as my thighs began fattening up, and to go with them, my hips would begin expanding sideways, rapidly getting me to a pear-shaped body, oh and of course, my ass also started to fatten up as well, of these making for a perfect recipe for what I would’ve considered the woman of my dreams, as I could feel my ass start jiggling a bit from the amount of mass it developed. I grabbed one of my ass cheeks and would feel a very pleasant texture of fleshy softness, it really made me put into perspective how much junk in the trunk I now had.

Although It felt good, it didn’t feel so good for my shorts that were heavily straining from the increasing volume and mass my ass and hips now occupied, luckily, they stopped their expansion before it got to rip my shorts, but I still had very tight shorts on me, again, not the most comfortable thing I’ve wore.

I sat there just waiting I knew that the last thing were going to be boobs, because, well, it’s what started all of this (and this not knowing exactly how), they took a while to kick in, even thinking for a moment that I was going to be a flat chested woman, but out of nowhere two small and round breasts would appear, it literally erupted from inside of me, already being at a B cup size bust.

My nipples would grow larger as I could see them getting perky, making them viewable through my shirt. They inflated as if I had two water balloons attached to my chest. As they passed the D cup size, I could definitely start feeling their weight, I’d put my arms below them and hugged by growing boobs, the feeling got me curious and I would then lightly squeeze one of them, the texture I felt was very similar to the one’s belonging to the fake breasts, but they definitely felt more real (well, because they are real, but you get the point).

These real boobs were very similar in weight to the fake ones, as they grew to their final size, my hair began increasing in length, as it would flow down all the way down to my boobs, and when my breasts finally reached their final size, my transformation was over.

My body definitely changed a lot, but my eyes couldn’t get enough of my own boobs, they were simply huge, it rivaled or even beat the size of many busty women I’ve seen in my entire life, I considered them very impressive. For the next few minutes, it was me being curious about all the changes I had experimented, not much else from that.

So, after that day I’d permanently live my life as a woman, all because of a very dumb decision I took because I was horny, but you know what? I actually really like my female body, it took a bit of time to get used to, from things like shopping for panties and bras, me beginning to feel attraction towards men and people staring at my sizeable bust whenever I went outside, but I still say that it feels great, and apart from those things I continued a mostly normal life.