Staying Wet
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My friend Wayne and I are aging bachelors who are getting less and less action these days. Wayne decided the answer was having a pool built in his backyard. After it was completed, he invited me over. I expected there to be girls in bikinis, but was disappointed to see it was once again just us old farts. As I lowered my portly self into his pool I couldn’t help but comment, “Guess the pool didn’t bring the babes like you thought it would.” Wayne laughed and said, “I got something for that.” He disappeared into his house, then came out with a little velvet pouch. He reached in and took out some glittery sand and threw it into the pool. The water all around me began to bubble. “Hey man, what the hell is that stuff?!” He didn’t answer, but just ran to the edge of the pool, did a cannonball, splashing water all over my top half. I felt a tingling all over my skin as the bubbles seemed to envelop me. Wayne suddenly bobbed to the surface. But it wasn’t Wayne. It was a beautiful redhead! “I see the powder did the trick,” the woman said, pointing at me. I looked down, and saw that my gray chest hair and pot belly were gone. I had soft, toned skin, and tits! “What’s happened to me!?” I yelled, but I didn’t recognize the high feminine voice that came out of my own mouth. “Relax,” the redhead said. “It’s just some transformation powder. It’ll wear off when we dry.” I understood now. This was Wayne. And we were both hot babes! He sauntered over to me with a sly grin. “Hopefully though, we’ll be able to stay wet for a long while.” Then he took me to the edge of the pool, and vigorously helped me explore my new slit.