The third in the Flower Power Gender Swap Pop! Series, following the adventures of Jayson, a college freshman who is given the power to gender swap himself or others. A side effect is the need to have sex immediately after swapping. When he and best friend Cam are at an Independence Day Frat Bash, and end up gender swapping, a lot of fratboys are happy to help meet their carnal needs.(18+ only) More
Flower Power Gender Swap Pop! Three
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This is the third in the Flower Power Gender Swap Pop! Series, following the adventures of Jayson, a college freshman who is given the power to gender swap by a nature spirit during his class field trip to an ancient forest. Like a werewolf, he discovers the full moon will transform him—but into a woman. He has also found he can change the gender of others, including his best friend (and secret crush) Cameron. It hasn't been easy adjusting from hopping from bed to bed as a lady's man to being a lady. Switching genders also has a side effect of immediately needing sex as soon as the transformation is complete. When Jayson and Cameron attend the Independence Day Bash at the Frat known as party central, but end up as females, there are a lot of horny Fratboys happy to meet their urgent carnal needs. (An adults only erotic romance featuring Supernatural Gender Swap, Gender Bender Sex, explicit oral and vaginal/anal penile penetration, and male to female transformation.)
The fragrance intensified and his eyes went the color no one had naturally. He had them for a moment supernaturally. He looked at me and then looked in the mirror, obviously focused on his eyes. “Whoa,” he said, “that is so sick.” He grinned as we both watched his eyes leak back into his normal color. “My ears just popped!”
This was another indicator the swap was happening--it was the way your ears “popped” when changing altitude. His body seemed to take on a sort of video special effects quality. It was as if my brain was refusing to process what I was seeing. It seemed his body was getting a bit smoky and indistinct. I knew very well it wasn't initially the most pleasant of experiences.
When swapping, my temperature went back and forth from being too cold to too hot. He started shrinking in height as his body took on such different proportions. His muscular pecs filled up and out, becoming a respectable rack. His cock started pulling in like a turtle withdrawing into its shell. As I watched, his balls seemed to be absorbed back into his body and shifted into a vagina so quickly it was hard to keep track.
His short hair flowed out and it was like watching those nature documentaries where the camera focuses on a seed and they speed up the film, so it springs up in front of your eyes.
That's what his hair was doing. I could actually see it grow. I had always been asleep when we swapped back, so I didn't know if our long hair got reabsorbed into our bodies the way I had just watched his genitals basically turn inside out, leaving him with a somewhat bushy bush. I had been shaving my junk everyday, once I discovered I stayed smooth when I swapped. That didn't make any logical sense to me, but maybe my body accepted the fact I wanted a smooth pussy when swapped.