Fraternity of the Enchanted Panties

By Blair Buford

From Blair Buford, author of “The Sexymorphosis,” comes a new tale of gender-bending magic. When frat boy Kurt Wampner returns home from a successful panty raid, he is cursed by his tiny pink prize and transformed into a woman. While she caresses her new body, Kurt is discovered by her frat brothers, none of them knowing what mischief this strange woman has in store for them.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Blair Buford
• Release date: Apr 28, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310148859

Blair Buford

My name is Blair Buford. It isn’t a man’s name, nor that of a woman. It is that of a human who knows that gender is a choice. I dream of a world where sex is a choice as well, one where men and women alike can both experience how the other half lives for as long as they desire, free to know each other’s pleasure. I write in order to make known to the world that no one should fear what makes them happy.

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Fraternity of the Enchanted Panties

By Blair Buford

Copyright 2014 Blair Buford

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This is a work of adult fiction which contains explicit sexual descriptions of gender swap transformations. It is not for readers who are under 18. This eBook is not to be republished, in whole or in part, without the author’s express written consent. The digital file to be shared with others for any reason. If you have any questions, please contact me at [e-mail]. Thank you and enjoy your story.

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Maybe he shouldn’t have eaten that last slice of pizza. Maybe he sucked down too much beer during that kegstand. Or maybe it was just the excitement of everything that happened after he left the party at the beach. Whatever the reason, by the time he returned to the Chi Sigma Delta house, Kurt Wampner felt like shit.

With great difficulty, Kurt managed to open the solid oak doors and stepped inside. Anticipating a crowd, he puffed his chest and feigned a smile, but his face and posture fell slack when he saw through blurry eyes that there was nothing left to greet him but a mess. Thank God, he thought, I don’t want anyone seeing me like this.

His big hands gripped over his aching stomach, Kurt stumbled toward the kitchen, thinking only of the medicine cabinet and the promise of something that would stop the world from spinning. Instead, he tripped over his untied sneakers and fell like a six-foot-eight-inch tree across the living room couch. In those disorienting few seconds, Kurt’s body spawned an updraft of magazines, tissues, and candy wrappers and crushed a pair of empty beer cans. Then, with a thump, the back of