Finders Keepers

Maisie was walking downtown, when she found a random wallet on the sidewalk.  Maisie picked it up and decided she needed to find the owner.  As she looked into it, she found nothing but some cash in it.  

Maisie then smirked, as she decided to pocket the money and leave the scene.  In the distance, a shadowy figure smirked, as he walked off.   As Maisie walked with the money on her, she didn’t know she put a curse on herself.  

As Maisie walked down the street, her nice flats became run down black basketball sneakers that were a size 13.   Maisie didn’t notice the change at first, as her feet began to grow to fit the massive sneakers. 

Maisie’s walk began to turn into more of a strut, as her yoga pants were changing into long shorts.  Her legs grew longer and thickened, as her curvy body began to lose its frame. 

Maisie’s blonde hair began to recede into her head, as it started to turn black.  Maisie kept up her new swag-ish strut as her panties changed into oversized boxers over her shorts. 

Maisie’s tan skin began to darken, as she turned the street to a neighborhood becoming increasingly familiar to her.  Maisie continued to walk, as her chest began to deflate, and he shoulders started to widen and expand. 

Maisie’s skin was much darker, as her arms began to lengthen and gain more muscle.  “Damn. This shit is getting tight” Maisie said in a deeper more smooth voice. 

Maisie took off her tight shirt revealing her defined chest and abs, as tattoos began to form on the emerging man’s body. 

The man felt a strong tug in his shorts, as his dick and balls formed in his looker shorts.  His face continued to become more masculine, as a goatee grew on his face.

Trent then looked around, as time and reality seemed to be put back into motion.  Trent looked to see his friends coming through in their convertible.  “Hey man.  What’s good” Trent said as he hopped in the back of the car.