New Year, New Bod

(A short one for New Year's.  I wish that I had this curse put on me haha. Happy New Year's Everybody!)

Every year it's the same thing.  New Year's Eve I have to stay in.  The change is sometime painful, sometime pleasurable; usually, both.

See, three years ago, at a New Year's Carnival, a gypsy woman cursed me to experience a new life every year.  She told me I would never die but that I would enjoy many different lives and styles and live in many different places.  The first time it happened I was terrified.  But shortly after the transformation was over, I knew everything about my new life and went on like nothing had happened.  I always change wherever my last body was.  But then I'm magically transported to where the new one should be. 

This was me yesterday.  Jeff Cartright.  I was a father of three who worked at the top of a huge corporation.  I was vacationing with them at out river house.  The change usually starts around 10 pm.  I wasn't very happy with this body.  It was really out of shape, the kids tired me out after work, my wife spent way too much money.  Everything was so stressful.

I knew it was 10 when I felt the starting tingles.  I went into the house under the guise of taking a shit.  I first noticed the tingles on my head.  Hoping that I was growing hair back, I stared in the mirror.  I watched as dark brown hair grew in.  Oh, it felt so good.  My belly started to disappear and was replaced with a still hairy but super hot set of abs.  I was starting to get excited.

My arms toned up and my chest did too.  The hair became straighter and less kinky.  My face started to look younger.  More square and less round.  I felt it and it felt strong.

It was 11.  I was halfway through my change.  My legs toned up and my thighs became gorgeous.  I turned and saw my flabby ass become something crafted by the Gods.

"Oh man, guys are gonna line up to fuck this?"  I said out loud in a youthful baritone.  I guess this guy is gay.  Not a problem.

As the clock struck midnight, I was too busy jacking off in this body to realize that my cock was no longer buried in fat.  Had a nice 9 incher, thick as a coke can.  I looked up and realized I was dancing in a bar.  Men were watching me jack off and throwing twenties and hundreds at me.  I was now, Ben Locke, a dancer at one of the few bars in the US that lets their dancers show off everything and do anything.  Damn, I was gonna get so laid tonight!

Cursed by Mistake

Chase was the star Quarterback at his high school.  He was the most popular frat dude in college.  As a bro, he always had a million friends and got along with pretty much everyone he met.  

College was a blast for him so he decided to do a Master's when he graduated.  Why go to real life when you can stay in college?  He still lived with his frat bros and didn't care that he was older than them.

On his 28th birthday, they went out to the nearby lake to celebrate, drink some beers, pass the old pigskin and just have fun.  There was a Mexican family there next to them.  All the family.  Aunts, uncles, grandparents, children.  One of the youngest brothers passed Chase the ball when he wasn't looking.  It hit the Grandma (the oldest looking one) right in the head.  She nearly fell over.  The family members helped her up.  She started screaming.  They looked worried and started to bring her over towards the guys.

She started going towards Chase who she thought had hit her and started yelling some strange words at him.  Chase used his charm to calm her down.  The family left and they continued their party.

Chase went home to his small house that evening and started to feel really strange.  He wondered what that woman had said to his friend.  He remembered pieces of it and decided to investigate.  But Spanish wasn't is first language so he only got a few translated before he felt exhausted.  Chase decided to go to bed and work on it in the morning.

Waking up he had a little headache.  He stood up and walked over to the bathroom.  He splashed some water in his face to see if it would help.  He looked in the mirror and noticed that his chest was completely smooth.

"Well that's weird.  I never shave it all off," he says rubbing it.  He notices that it felt kind of good.  He pinched his nipple as it gets hard.

"So sensitive," he started to stroke his cock as he moaned.  He blinked for a second and stopped.

"Women like to play with their nipples.  And I am definitely not one of those," Chase said as he left the restroom not really caring.

Later in the day the bros are sitting around and decide to play some beer pong.  Chase usually could drink a few cups and be fine, but today he was having problems throwing the ball and had to drink a few times.  He got drunk really fast.

"Fuck bro you wasted already?" one of his brothers asked and he realized he was.  Chase felt like his stomach was moving closer to his throat as he runs to the bathroom.  After throwing up, he looked in the mirror and noticed the sink was a lot closer to his face then he usually was.  Looking closer in the mirror, he noticed his hair was much darker.

Thinking it was just the booze, he continues his game of beer pong sitting it out since he was already wasted.  He starts really flirting with a lot of the bros and they start to act funny around him.  Chase decides to go to bed drunk since he started feeling way too sick.

The next morning, Chase had quite the headache.  And as usual, morning wood.  He started rubbing his cock but noticed it felt...smaller?  He put his hand in his pants and felt a smaller cock but something else as well, a FORESKIN!  Chase quickly pulled his baggy underwear off and looked to see a small, brown uncut cock.

"That's not my cock!" he shouted.  He noticed his voice was quite a bit higher and had a weird accent.  He looked around and noticed he isn't in his frat house anymore.  He was in a small room with Hispanic shirtless dudes on his walls.

Running to the bathroom (which he was kind of surprised he knew where it was) he looked and saw a thin, Mexican boy looking back at him.  

That old woman...what did she say to me?  Suddenly, Chase knew.  It was an old Mexican curse. Looking back in the mirror he knew.

"She changed me into one of her grandchildren to teach me better.  But I didn't throw that ball," Chase said.  Suddenly, the door opens and there is another young Mexican boy.

"Hey sexy," he grabbed Chase and kissed him.  Chase started to push away.  I'm not gay, I'm not gay...mmmmm.  New memories flooded Chase's mind.  His name was Carlos.  17 years old and totally gay.  Raised by his Abuela who let him be whoever he was meant to be.  And someone who had more respect for his elders.