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Apple of My Eye: A Forbidden Orchard Transformations
Scenario:I awoke as a very horny female apple. I wasnt why or how it happened as I was a normal man just the day before. As the reality of the situtation sank in, I could feel myself losing control as the Horniness took me over. Before I knew it I was avery horny apple woman that could only think about getting fucked. The old me was gone and this became my new reality as I couldnt control my sexual urges and completgely gave into the new Horny female version of me.
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Adam Thorn
transformed into a female apple, relationship with other protagonists as their confounded friend, average build with curly brown hair, initially shocked but adapts humorously.
Emily Green
supportive and curious about his transformation, slender with green eyes and short black hair, intelligent and resourceful.
Laura Pomme
friend turned potential mate to Adam, curvaceous with rosy red skin and golden locks, flirty and impulsive.
Chapter 1
I wake up and I’m a girl.
This is a big surprise to me.
I look down at my body, which is not my body, and I’m even more surprised.
I’m an apple.
A bright red apple with a shiny skin, and I have the sudden urge to cover myself up because I’m stark naked and there’s nothing worse than being naked in public, especially when you’re an apple.
"Adam?"
I hear someone call from outside the room.
"Are you awake?"
It’s Emily Green, my best friend.
I’ve known her since we were kids, and she’s always been there for me, even when I turned into an apple in the middle of the night for no apparent reason.
"Uh… Emily," I say, my voice coming out all high-pitched and squeaky like a cartoon character.
"What happened to me?"
"I don’t know," she says.
"But we’ll figure it out."
I, Adam Thorn, woke up one morning and discovered that I was no longer a man.
Instead, I had somehow turned into an apple—a bright red apple with shiny skin and everything.
It didn’t make any sense to me, but there it was: I was an apple, just like that.
At first I thought it was some kind of weird dream, but then I felt my round apple body and saw my stem on top of my head (which I found out later is called a calyx).
"Help," I said in a high-pitched voice that sounded more like a squeak than anything else.
"I’m an apple."
I didn’t know what else to say because, well, what do you say when you find yourself transformed into fruit?
Emily came running over and looked at me with her big green eyes.
"What happened?!" she asked in shock.
"I don’t know," I said—and then we both fell silent, not knowing how to proceed from here.
I lay there in bed for a moment longer as Emily stared at me in disbelief.
"You’re… you’re an apple," she said.
"Yeah," I said.
"I can see that."
"What are we going to do?"
Emily asked.
I didn’t know what to say, so I just lay there in silence as I tried to come to terms with my new reality.
Eventually, though, Emily spoke up again.
"I think the first thing we need to do is get you dressed."
She went over to my dresser and opened one of the drawers.
After rummaging around for a few seconds, she came back over with a pair of underwear clutched in her hands.
"We can use these to make a dress."
"A dress?"
I asked.
"It’s not like I have any other clothes right now."
Emily shrugged and held out the pair of underwear toward me.
I took them from her reluctantly (once again feeling very self-conscious about being naked in public), then carefully slipped them on over my head like a tube top.
"It’s not ridiculous," Emily said.
"You look fabulous!"
She went over to my dresser once again and pulled out a hand mirror.
"Here. Take a look for yourself."
I took the mirror from her and held it up so that I could see myself in the reflection.
And sure enough, I did look pretty good as an apple (if I do say so myself).
My skin was nice and shiny, my stem looked very fetching on top of my head, and I felt surprisingly comfortable in my new form.
Sure, this wasn’t what I had been expecting when I woke up this morning—but now that it had happened, I was starting to feel like maybe being an apple wasn’t such a bad thing after all.
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"What are you doing?"
I asked as Emily left the room briefly only to return with her laptop.
"I’m going to do some research," she said as she opened it up on my desk.
I walked over to her and looked at the screen, which was covered in a bunch of different tabs.
"What kind of research?"
"I’m going to look online and see if I can find any information that might help us figure out what happened to you."
I watched as Emily typed something into the search bar at the top of the screen.
She wasn’t just a pretty face—she was also one of the smartest people I knew, and if anyone could help me make sense of this, it was her.
As we waited for the search results to load, Emily turned to me and said, "You know, there’s a theory going around that ancient magic is starting to return to the world. Some people think that it might be what’s causing all these strange transformations lately." "Really?"
"Like what kind of transformations?" "Well," Emily said thoughtfully as she turned back to look at the laptop screen, "there have been reports of people turning into all kinds of things: dragons, fairies, unicorns…"
"That sounds like fun," I joked.
Emily laughed.
"Can you imagine if I turned into a fairy? That would be awesome!"
"Yeah," I said with a grin.
Then, after a moment’s pause, I added, "But fairies aren’t the only mythical creatures out there. What if you turned into… oh, I don’t know…"
Emily raised an eyebrow.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
"You would look so cute with a horn on your head!"
"Hey," Emily said playfully as she shoved me in the arm, "watch it."
We both laughed as we imagined what it might be like for her to be a unicorn—or for me to be a dragon or a fairy, like in one of those old fantasy movies we used to watch together when we were kids.
"I’m already an apple," I pointed out.
"Is showing off my cleavage really going to make any kind of difference at this point?"
I didn’t want to sound ungrateful—I mean, I was glad that she’d found something for me to wear—but this whole situation was getting more and more ridiculous by the minute, and I had no idea how much more of it I could take.
Emily thought for a moment before replying, "Well, you’re still you on the inside, right? You’re still Adam Thorn."
"Yeah… but what’s even the point?"I asked her.
"Do you really think anyone is going to take me seriously when I show up dressed like this?"
Emily gave me a sympathetic smile as she set down the outfit on the bed next to me.
"I know this isn’t easy for you, Adam," she said quietly.
"And I wish there was something I could do to make it all better. But right now, the best thing we can do is try to figure out what caused this and how we’re going to fix it.
And in the meantime," she added with a mischievous grin, "you might as well have some fun with it."
I looked at her skeptically.
"Fun?"
Emily just shrugged.
She laughed.
"Like you wouldn’t look totally hot in that outfit!" "You know," I said dryly, "most guys would be thrilled that their female friend wanted them to dress up like a sexy maid for her… but not me! No siree! I’m just upset about it!"
Emily rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh.
"I’m not asking you to wear it for me, you dork! I’m asking you to wear it because you’re the one who needs clothes and this is the only thing I could find that’ll fit your apple… er… self."
I glared at her for a moment before letting out a loud groan.
"Fine," I said.
"If this is really the only thing you have that’ll fit me, then I guess I don’t have much of a choice… but just so you know, I am NOT wearing those fishnets."
Chapter 2
"Great," I muttered, "now what?"
Sitting up, I looked around the room to see if anyone—or anything—was there.
But nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"Hello?" I called again.
"Is someone there?"
After another moment of silence, I let out a frustrated sigh and glanced nervously back at my reflection.
Maybe it was just my imagination…
I froze as I watched myself move in ways that were impossible for someone with my body.
My new body…
"Oh god," I groaned, burying my face in my hands.
"I’m an apple…"
I spent the next few minutes trying to convince myself that this was all some kind of weird dream or hallucination, but no matter how hard I tried, it was impossible to ignore the undeniable truth—I’d somehow turned into an apple!
And not just any apple—a female apple!
What did this mean for me?
For my family and friends?
For my love life?
I took a deep breath and glanced down at my smooth red skin.
There had to be some kind of explanation for what had happened to me, and I was determined to figure out what it was.
But first, I needed help—and there was only one person who could help me now…
"Emily!" "Don’t worry," she said reassuringly.
"I’m sure we’ll find a way to change you back."
She was silent for a moment, and I could tell she was trying to think of something to say.
"I know this is all really weird and scary, but… it’s not all bad, right?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well," she said slowly, "I mean… some people might actually be into this kind of thing. You know, being transformed into something else. I’ve heard of people who have these kinds of fantasies, and I bet they’d love to meet someone like you!"
I couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of her suggestion.
"Yeah… I don’t think so," I told her.
"What human in their right mind would want to date an apple?"
Emily shrugged.
"I don’t know," she said.
"But I’m sure there’s someone out there who’d be interested."
She was silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, her voice was softer than before.
"Anyway… like I said, we’ll find a way to change you back. You’re not alone in this, Adam. We’re going to get through it together."
I smiled gratefully at her words.
"Thanks, Emily," I said.
"I really appreciate that."
A moment later, the doorbell rang again.
"I’ll be right back," Emily said as she got up from the bed and hurried out of the room.
As soon as she was gone, I let out a sigh and leaned back against the headboard of the bed.
What was I going to do?
How was I ever going to find a way to turn myself back into a human?
The sound of my name startled me, and I turned my head just in time to see Emily reentering the room—and holding something skimpy in her hand.
"I don’t believe this," I groaned as Emily held up the black lacey lingerie for me to see.
"What are you doing with that?"
"I thought maybe this would be more your style," she explained with a sly grin as she set down the maid costume on the bed next to me.
Before I could protest, she held up the tiny piece of fabric and began walking toward me with it outstretched in her hands.
"I’m sorry, Emily, but I don’t think I can wear that. It’s… not exactly appropriate for an apple."I was alone in the room, staring down at my lap and wondering how I was ever going to get through this when the doorbell rang again.
Emily was gone for several long minutes as she went to answer it, and when she finally returned, she had a large pizza box in her hands and her phone pressed to her ear.
"Sorry about that," she said as she set down the pizza on the coffee table across from me.
"That was my boyfriend. He just wanted to know when I’d be coming home tonight."
"That's okay," I told her with a smile.
"So who was at the door?"
"I have no idea," Emily said as she walked over to the couch and sat down beside me.
"If you can believe it, it was Laura Pomme. She must have seen my car outside and come over to say hello." "Who's Laura Pomme?" "Oh, right. You haven’t met her yet," Emily said as she picked up a slice of pizza from the box in front of us.
"She’s one of our classmates. She actually works at The Orchard too—as a cashier on weekends. She applied for a job there last year because she needed some extra money while studying for classes. And now look what happened!"
She took a bite of pizza before continuing.
"She’s very different from you, though. Laura’s a blond with slightly tanned skin and a curvy figure. I’m sure she’d love to meet you and hear about your transformation into an apple! Maybe she could help us too!"
I rolled my eyes.
"Thanks for setting me up on another blind date, Em," I told her sarcastically.
"Oh, you know what I mean," Emily protested.
"This is all so new and scary for you right now, but once you get to know Laura, I’m sure you’ll be good friends. She’s very sweet and funny, and I bet she’d love to help you out—especially if it means getting to know more about the magical orchard she works at!"
I sighed in response.
"Well, where is she? Shouldn’t we go ahead and get this over with?"
"I already sent her away," Emily admitted sheepishly.
"She could tell that I was busy with something and didn’t want to be bothered, so I told her to come back later. Oh! And speaking of which…"
She glanced down at her phone as it began buzzing against her leg.
"I should probably call my boyfriend back. He might start wondering where I am."
And with that, she got up from the couch and left me alone once again.
I'm an apple, I thought to myself as I sat there on the couch, listening to the muffled sounds of Emily’s conversation with her boyfriend coming from the other room.
And apparently, I’m a very lonely apple.
I let out a sigh and glanced down at my own bright red skin.
How long was I going to be stuck like this?
Was there any way for me to change back into a human again?
"Adam, is it really you?"
I jumped in surprise as the doorbell rang once again, tearing me away from my thoughts.
Emily rushed to answer the door and was suddenly met with a very familiar face—Laura Pomme, the other apple who’d been talking with her earlier that day.
"Oh! You’re here!" she exclaimed as she stepped outside to greet her friend.
"What do you mean?" Laura asked, glancing around curiously as if trying to find something—or someone—in particular.
"It’s just…you said that there was another apple that needed my help. Where are they?"
Laura turned to look back into the house and caught sight of me sitting on the couch across from her.
Her eyes went wide when she saw me, and she let out a small gasp of surprise.
"Is this them?" she asked, turning back toward Emily once again. "This is Adam?"
"Yes, this is him," Emily answered with a nod.
"He’s also new to all this magic stuff, so I thought he might enjoy meeting you—and maybe even learning a thing or two from the orchard!"
Laura turned back to face me once again, and I couldn’t help but notice the way that her eyes lingered on my body, taking in every inch of my exposed skin.
She had a nervous expression on her face, but there was something else in her gaze as well—something that almost looked like hunger.
"So…you’re Adam, huh?" she asked, slowly approaching me.
"Adam Thorn," she repeated with an approving nod.
"You know, you’re actually quite attractive for an apple."
"Uh…thanks," I replied awkwardly.
"So are you," she said with a wink as she reached out to touch my cheek. "I guess great minds think alike, huh?"
I instinctively flinched away from her touch, not entirely sure what to make of this strange woman who was suddenly standing before me.
"Come on in," Emily said as she and Laura stepped into the house.
"Have a seat. Can I get you anything to drink? Water or…apple juice, perhaps?"
She gave me an amused look as she gestured toward the couch across from me.
I forced myself to swallow past the lump that had formed in my throat and tried not to stare at the other apple who was currently walking around the living room with such confidence.
I didn’t know what it was about her, but there was something about Laura that immediately drew me in.
Maybe it was because we were both apples now, or maybe it was just because she was so different from anyone I’d ever met before.
Either way, I couldn’t stop staring at her—especially when she kept smiling at me like that.
"So…" Laura began, glancing down at her own body and then back up at me with a playful smile on her face. "Do you come here often?"
I let out a small laugh in response to her attempt at humor, even though part of me knew that it wasn’t really much of a joke.
"Guess not," she mused with a shrug before turning to sit down next to me on the couch.
Chapter 3
I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but something about Laura was making me feel very…uncomfortable.
Which was weird, because I had been instantly attracted to her when she first walked through the door.
But now that she was sitting so close to me and looking at me with those big brown eyes of hers…I don’t know, it was just starting to freak me out a little.
After a few moments of awkward silence, Laura let out a deep sigh and gave me an apologetic look.
"Look…I’m sorry if I came off as too forward before," she said softly.
"I guess I’ve just been feeling a bit insecure lately. But you know what? Screw that! We’re both adults here—adult apples, that is—and there’s no reason for us not to enjoy this experience to its fullest."
She leaned in closer to me and placed one hand on my knee before slowly running it up my thigh.
"Besides," she added with a seductive smile. "I think we both know that there are certain…possibilities that we never would have considered as apples. Don’t you agree?"
As if on cue, I felt something deep within me begin to stir at the mere thought of touching this beautiful woman who was currently sitting next to me.
We were both apples—that much was true.
But there was no denying the fact that Laura was absolutely gorgeous.
I couldn’t help but wonder what she would look like as a human being…or what it might feel like to be with her in that way.
My heart began to race at the mere thought of exploring those possibilities, and I suddenly found myself wondering what kind of relationship we might have if we were both turned back into people again.
And then something very strange happened.
As I watched Laura run her fingers through her hair, I noticed that her skin had started to change color—slowly shifting from bright red to soft pink right before my eyes.
In less than a minute, she looked exactly how I had imagined her: tall and slender with long golden locks cascading down her shoulders like strands of silk.
"Wow," I breathed as Laura’s transformation came to an end.
The woman who was currently sitting next to me looked almost exactly like she had before—except now she looked even more beautiful than ever.
It was like staring at some kind of apple goddess or something, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her no matter how hard I tried.
I suddenly found myself wishing that I could reach out and touch her—to run my fingers through that long hair of hers or maybe even press my lips against hers.
My heart began to pound in my chest at the mere thought of being with her, and I realized that I would do anything to make this dream come true.
"Did you miss me?" Laura whispered seductively as she reached up to caress my cheek with one hand.
"It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other."
I shivered as her cool skin brushed against mine and let out a small gasp when she leaned in closer.
"I have," I replied breathlessly, unable to stop myself.
"And…"
Laura slowly moved her fingers down my face and neck before trailing them along my bare arms, sending chills down my spine as she did so.
"And what?"
I reached out and gently ran my hand along Laura's back as she continued kissing me, and I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of relationship we might have if were both turned back into people again.
Was this just some kind of temporary fling for us?
Or was there a chance that we could be more than just friends in the future?
The idea of being with Laura in that way suddenly seemed very appealing, and I found myself wondering what it might be like to touch her—to run my fingers through that long hair of hers or maybe even press my lips against hers.
My heart began to pound in my chest at the mere thought of exploring those possibilities, and I realized that I would do anything to make this dream come true.
"And what?"
I asked again, completely caught up in the moment.
"What do you want from me?"
"Anything you're willing to give," Laura replied with a mischievous grin.
She suddenly reached down and slid one of her hands between my legs, gently stroking my thighs as she did so.
"We can do whatever you want, baby. Anything at all."
My body began to tingle as Laura’s fingers inched closer and closer to their final destination, and I couldn’t help but wonder what she had in mind for me.
What kind of things could two apples even do together?
It sounded impossible at first, but the more I thought about it, the more intrigued I became by the possibilities that lay before me.
In less than a minute, I suddenly found myself wondering what it might feel like to be with Laura in that way—to touch her skin or caress that gorgeous hair of hers once we were transformed back into people again.
My heart began to race at the mere thought of all those erotic possibilities, and I felt myself growing even harder than before as a result.
Laura let out a soft giggle when she saw how excited I was getting and moved one hand up to cup my breast.
"Are you sure you don’t want to find out?" she whispered seductively as she started teasing one of my nipples.
"Are you absolutely certain that your apple form can’t perform any intimate acts? Because if it can…"
Her voice trailed off as she leaned down and pressed her lips against mine, sending shivers down my spine as we kissed deeply.
In an instant, we were no longer apples, but human again. I stared at Laura—no longer an apple goddess, but a breathtaking woman with mesmerizing green eyes and flowing auburn hair. We stood there, caught between disbelief and the lingering heat of our shared moment.
"Adam," Laura whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "We're... we're human again."
I reached out to touch her face, my fingers trembling as they brushed against her soft skin. "It's real," I murmured, pulling her into a tight embrace. "We're really back."
Our reunion was brief as Emily burst into the room, her eyes wide with shock. "Adam! Laura! You're... you're human!"
Laura and I exchanged glances before looking back at Emily. "It must be the magic," I said, my voice filled with awe and gratitude.
Emily nodded slowly, a smile spreading across her face. "Maybe this is just the beginning," she said softly. "Maybe there's more to explore in this world of magic."
"Adam!" someone called out.
It was Emily.
She was already standing in the doorway with one hand over her mouth and the other holding a phone to her ear.
"I think I found something," she said excitedly as she closed the door behind her.
"What is it?" I asked curiously as I looked up from my spot on the bed.
Emily glanced at me briefly before turning her attention back to the laptop screen in front of her.
She began typing away at the keyboard and I couldn’t help but wonder what had caught her interest so suddenly.
"According to some experts, ancient magic has started to return to our world," Emily explained as she continued typing away.
"And for whatever reason, it seems to be affecting certain individuals in strange and mysterious ways. Some people have been transformed into magical beings like fairies or unicorns while others have been turned into enchanted objects."
"And what about me?"
I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information.
"Do they know why I was turned into an apple? And what will happen to me now that I’m back to being human?"
Emily shrugged her shoulders as she continued typing away on the laptop keyboard.
"Those are good questions," Emily replied with a thoughtful expression on her face.
"And I don’t think anyone knows for sure. But from the looks of it, you’re not the only one going through these changes. In fact, it seems like there are many others who have been transformed in similar ways."
Emily then turned her attention to me and gave me an odd look.
"Who knows? You might actually be a hot commodity now that you’re a sexy female apple," Emily teased with a mischievous grin.
"What?!"
I exclaimed in disbelief.
"You can’t be serious! You really think people are going to find me attractive as an apple?"
Emily shrugged her shoulders and gave me a playful smirk.
"I think some people might actually be into that sort of thing," Emily replied with a slight giggle.
"But if you’re not comfortable with your new body, then maybe we should find something for you to wear."
With that, Emily quickly left the room and disappeared down the hallway before I could say anything else.
I sat there for a moment trying to process everything that had just happened when all of a sudden, I heard the doorbell ring again.
Laura quickly jumped off the bed and made her way over to the door while I stayed behind waiting for what would happen next.
"Adam is going to need somewhere to stay tonight," Laura replied as she opened the door and stepped inside with another bowl of apples in hand.
"Mind if he stays here?"
Emily nodded in response and smiled sweetly at Laura.
"Of course not," Emily cheerfully replied as she set the bowl of apples back on the table.
"I’m sure we’ll find room for him somewhere."
Laura then turned her attention towards me and gave me a sultry smile.
Chapter 4
I felt a rush of emotions as Laura’s sultry smile lingered on me.
Emily’s house had suddenly become a strange haven for apple-people, and I was caught in the middle of it all.
"Thanks, Emily," I said, trying to keep my composure. "I appreciate you letting me stay."
Emily waved it off with a carefree gesture. "No problem, Adam. We’re friends, after all."
Laura placed the bowl of apples carefully on the table before turning her attention back to me.
"So, Adam," she purred, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "What do you say we continue our conversation somewhere more private?"
I felt a pang of awkwardness but also an undeniable curiosity.
Before I could respond, Emily interjected with a knowing grin. "Maybe you two should take it easy for tonight. It’s been quite a day for all of us."
Laura pouted but nodded in agreement. "Alright, fine. But don’t think you’re off the hook that easily, Adam."
With that, she gave me one last playful wink before heading towards another room.
As Laura disappeared down the hallway, I turned to Emily feeling a mix of relief and confusion.
"Emily," I began hesitantly. "Do you really think there's a way to revert this transformation? Or am I stuck as this apple forever?"
Emily sighed softly and shook her head. "Adam, honestly, I don't know. But we'll figure it out together."
Her words provided some comfort amidst the chaos that had become my life.
That night, as I settled into one of Emily's spare rooms—a small sanctuary away from the surreal events—I couldn't help but wonder about my future.
Would I remain an apple forever? Or would I find a way back to my human form?
And what did Laura truly want from me?
As these questions swirled in my mind like leaves in the wind, one thing became clear: this transformation was just the beginning of an extraordinary journey that would test my limits and reshape my destiny in ways I could never have imagined.
And with that thought lingering like an unfinished symphony, I closed my eyes and let sleep take me—ready or not—for whatever adventures lay ahead.
