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Carl walked up the long line of rusted out automobiles and parts. It was like looking for the diamond in the rough. Carl had just turned 19 and was about to start his first year of college. After debating for his entire senior year about where he wanted to go he had finally chosen to stay somewhat local and commute to class every day. The college was about a 30 minute drive both ways, nothing he couldn't handle. But that meant one thing, he needed to get himself a car.

All throughout high school he had driven his parent's beat up mini van. It was the kind of old car that you hold onto just in case your new one goes down for whatever reason. It was old, boring, ugly and annoying but it had helped him get where he needed to go. Now that he was starting college though he had decided that a new car was in order. Telling his parents this they decided it wasn't a bad idea. Being that they were spending so much money on his school all they offered him was whatever he could get for the old mini van. Better than nothing Carl jumped at the opportunity. For the past year or so he had been saving up money for this very thing. Now with the mini van sold and his extra cash Carl had a good $8,000. Not enough for lease on a new car but certainly enough for a decent used one.

After searching through used car sites, local papers and every other avenue he could think of turned up nothing Carl was getting a bit upset. He was something of a stickler with the whole ordeal as he wanted something flashy but not too crazy, maybe an 80's car or a convertible. Something he wouldn't be embarrassed to drive, something that would be a lot of fun. He had been told that the owner would get in interesting cars from time to time and usually let them go for relatively cheap. Now Carl found himself in this junkyard on the outskirts of town walking up and down the rows of junk heaps and once great cars.

He was nearing the end when he finally saw it. A red sports car from the 80s! This car was perfect, it met every one of his criteria. It was vintage, somewhat fancy, flashy and definitely looked like a lot of fun to drive. He peered inside. It looked like it had seen better days but still seemed pretty good. A bit of work and some cleaning and this baby would be perfect.

"I probably would go with something else there boy."

Carl spun around to see Willie the junkyard owner. He was wiping his hands with a dirty rag.

"It's a nice car, what's wrong with it?"

"Probably nuthin'... been sitting here for quite awhile now so you never know. I never drove it myself."

"So why should I get something else? I can drive stick."

The owner looked at him as if he was contemplating something.

"Last owner of it was eager to get rid of it, she said it brought her nuthin but trouble."

"Like what?"

"Don't rightly know. She was quite a number. Drove it in ran up to me, I gave her an offer and she took it. No questions asked. Seemed like she wanted to get away from the thing as quickly as possible."

Carl looked at the car. It was really nice, so what if some girl didn't like it. This was the ultimate commuter vehicle.

"Do you mind if I take it for a spin around the lot, just to see how it feels."

The owner looked at him funny. He quickly spit and stuck the rag in his pants pocket, "Sure kid, I don't see why not. Keys are in there somewhere."

Carl opened the door and sat inside. It certainly was comfortable. He looked around, no rips, tears or stains just a little dust. He lowered the sun visor above him, nothing. He checked the passenger one. A pair of black panties fell down. Carl moved his head away just in time as it hit the seat. He turned and looked to the owner who mustered an amused half smile. The next logical place was the glove box, Carl reached over and popped it open. Bingo.

He grabbed the keys and turned it on, no sputters or any signs of sitting.

"Damn, how about that, like it wuz driven yesterday."

Carl closed the door and put it into first. The car started moving. He started off slow around the first turn. So far so good. The next turn, Carl started feeling really good about it. A good solid straight away. Carl stepped on the gas. The car took off. He shifted into second, then third. This thing could move. Carl couldn't help but notice how amazing it felt because of some sort of vibration that seemed natural about the car. The aisle was coming to an end. Carl shoved it into second then first again as he spun around and shot it back up. Yup there it was that vibration. It look good, it drove good and best of all it felt good. Carl's mind was made up.

He approached the owner and put it into park and stepped out.

"How much?"

Willie looked at the car for a little while, "You sure you want this car?"

"Most definitely."

The old man nodded and spit, "Tell ya what, you can have it for $4,000. Looks like you know how to handle it and I'm sure you'll really take car of it."

Carl didn't even bother haggling, four thousand for this. He felt like he was stealing it from the guy.

"Deal", he stuck his hand out and the two shook.

"Alrighty then, lets go to my office and write up the paper work."

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Carl peeled down his road. He was really flying, the whole way back he was testing its limits. It seemed the faster he went the better he felt. Seeing his driveway fast approaching he rapidly downshifted and nearly fishtailed into it. Damn this car was cool.

Suddenly Carl's dad was out the door looking somewhat upset. Shit, Carl probably should have slowed down a little earlier.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing! How fast were you going?"

Carl stepped out of the car and tried to change the subject.

"It's pretty nice right? Only cost $4,000. I don't think there's anything wrong with it."

Carl's dad looked at it.

"You bought an 80s shit bucket? You spent half of your money in this?! Carl there's barely any room for two people!"

"Well no you fold the seats down and you can-"

"Did you even think about how it will handle in the snow?"

"Well no bu-"

"What about repairs? Parts aren't going to be easy to source!"

"Yeah but-"

"Unbelievable."

"Dad! You said I could get whatever car I wanted. You let me decide and so I did."

This was true, he did leave it up to Carl. He shook his head and exhaled.

"You're right... I left it up to you. So sink or swim this is on you. Don't expect any charity when the transmission goes."

"I won't, this thing drives like it came right off the new car lot!"

"And keep to the speed limits! I don't want to lose my only son! Do you hear me?!"

"Yes dad."

"Alright."

He turned around and walked back into the house.

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It had been a week already and Carl could not get enough of his car. He looked for any reason or excuse to drive it. Over the last week he had cleaned it up, checked everything, had it registered and inspected. Not a single thing wrong with it except that weird vibrating feeling he got when he brought it up to speed. It wasn't like a rattle or something that seemed wrong. There was no noise only the feeling of it. At first it had Carl a little concerned but after a short while he stopped worrying. It was the icing on the cake.

All of his friends were amazed at the deal he got. Once they had ridiculed him for driving that soccer mom mobile. Now were complementing him on his new pussy magnet. It seemed befitting as he had decided to keep those mysterious black panties as a sort of good luck momento. They were tucked safely away in his glove box.

It was now early in the evening Friday and Carl was heading out of town to meet up with a few friends on the unused service road. It was the place where a lot of people went on weekends to party, hang out and in Carl's case drag race. The road was paved and in good standings so it made for the perfect drag strip. He was speeding through town, weaving around turns and corners. The feeling was amazing. Finally he left town and was headed for his favorite hilly road. At speed the dips and turns in this road meant for quite a bit of fun, not to mention that tingling feeling Carl loved in his crotch. He gunned it down the long road. He was reaching intense speeds, over 100. A brief fear of the police entered his mind but it was way too much fun. Suddenly he hit a bit of gravel and lost control. The car spun to one side about to careen off the road. Carl instinctively took his hands off the wheel and covered his face.

Without warning the car automatically adjusted and continued on. Carl cautiously lowered his hands in confusion. Was he dead? No, the car was just driving on its own. He looked all around. It was driving by itself and really well too.

"Holy shit, best $4,000 I ever spent."

Suddenly the vibrating feeling grew in intensity. Carl immediately took notice. Did it feel good. He went to grab the wheel and retake control but the vibrating again increased in intensity. It was if it didn't want him to drive. Carl lowered his hands to his sides and enjoyed the feeling. He felt like he was getting hard.

He quickly looked down and saw he was. He slowly undid his pants and kicked them and boxers off. Suddenly they flew out the window. This might be messy but hand's free driving has its perks. He slowly began to masturbate.

The vibrating continued to increase in intensity. Out of nowhere the glove box opened and the black pair of women's panties shot out landing on the passenger seat. Carl looked over bit didn't think much of it. He was getting farther and farther away from town. The car was taking him through the less traveled scenic route. He sat in ecstasy starring out the window. The whole thing was making him so horny.

Carl lost himself in the experience, he closed his eyes and completely zoned out but continued to jerk himself off. Unknown to him Carl began to change. As he sank into his seat he began to shrink. His once 6'1 height quickly dropped down at a short 5'5. Wavy brown hair shook out of his scalp stopping at the base of his neck. His face softened and adjusted leaving him with a petite nose and lips. All Carl could do was let out the occasional soft squeak of pleasure.

Slowly the changes began to creep down Carl's body. His Adam's apple shriveled away as his physique lessened. His once broad shoulders became small and dainty. Two A cup breasts poked out from his purple shirt, he lifted the shirt up and over letting leaving her tits exposed. The vibrations continued as his square torso became curvy. Quickly he inched forward putting his penis up against the steering wheel.

The feeling of the wheel vibrating on his hard cock as it turned around corners was absolutely amazing. Slowly his penis and testicles began to flatten into himself. As it did he slowly slid forward closer to the dashboard. It wasn't soon until there was nothing left but a tight pussy.

Finally his ass sprung himself up slightly as the car began to slow down. It turned onto the service road and came to a stop. The car put itself in park and began to rev the engine. Carly opened her eyes. The car was revving up more than just the motor. She giggled and looked over to the stick shifter. She cracked a devious smile as she slid over, lifted herself above it then sat down on it.

It went in deep, just as though the feeling couldn't get any better the car revved up. The gas began gunning it shooting the up the RPMs. The vibrations traveling up into Carly. Each time Carly smiled and moaned and with pleasure. She could feel the rising orgasm coming. The car would let off the gas and rev faster and harder. Carly began riding the stick letting out squeaks and screams of pleasure.

The car redlined and Carly screamed as she climaxed.

Suddenly the car shut itself off. Carly began breathing heavily as the hypnosis that came over her lifted. She looked down and saw the stick shifter up inside her. She screamed with terror and pulled herself off it. She fell onto the passenger seat.

"What? What happened?! Why am I like this?!"

Carly could hear the sound heavy bass and cars pulling up.

"Oh shit, shit, shit, shit! I can't be seen like this!"

She went for the keys and tried to start the car to leave but it was dead. There was nothing she could do. The driver's side door suddenly opened.

She heard car doors slam closed as footsteps and voices grew louder.

"Hey Carl!"

She looked down at her exposed vagina and ass and quickly over to the panties. Without hesitation she grabbed them and hastily slid them on. This was going to get really awkward really quick.

"Carl, you ready to race?"

Two guys walked over and looked in.

A scantily clad Carly looked back at them and cracked a nervous smile.

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Willie sat in his office when he heard the distinctive sound of a car pull in.

He quickly stood up and walked out. Outside there was that 80s sports car again only this time an older man was driving it, in the passenger seat a rather petite tomboy. The two stepped out.

"Hello there, last I remembered I sold this car to a young man. Everythin' alright?"

Carly starred at the ground embarrassed.

Carly's Dad walked up to him, "No it's not. Where did you get this car?"

"I'd like to ask you the same thing, did that young man sell you it?"

"Just answer the question, how did you get this car!"

Willie spit and then proceeded to tell him the story of the blonde woman who had dropped it off.

"And that's the whole truth of it sir, that was over 20 years ago."

He looked at him intensely.

"He's telling the truth dad. I found it way in the back."

Willie looked at Carly confused.

"Sir you have no idea what kind of problem this car has caused. It's ruined my son..."

He looked over Carly.

"...daughter's life."

"I'm sorry sir, I had nothing to do with this car except sell it."

Carly's dad looked ready to knock him out. He raised his fist.

"Dad! Can we please just go!"

Carly's dad looked over to her. He still couldn't get use to that voice.

He looked back at Willie and then walked away.

Carly slowly walked after him. Adjusting to her new body wasn't going to be easy. She looked back at the car. Her dad wouldn't let her keep it after what had happened.

A car horn honked and she looked over to it, it was her mom looking very grim and upset much like her dad. She quickly ran towards it. Maybe she should have listened to her dad when she got the chance. After all he was right, that car did cause him to lose his son.
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marmik5685 Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2017
Wool
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fleetingcrow Featured By Owner Apr 6, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Interesting concept. It's a neat idea having someone change genders only to 'unleash' repressed desires and other such things they couldnt experience as their previous gender.
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strip2761 Featured By Owner Mar 19, 2017
That model usually was a favorite among the ladies :)
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gumballkitty Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2017
Clap Well done
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