A Year Gone By

The gentle sound of the waves washing over the shores, followed by the soothing ocean breeze that caressed those enjoying the beach. And amongst those currently flaunting their bodies around one stood apart from the rest.

Her pale skin barely covered by her tiny blue bikini, her ruby hair which sparkled under the sun and the way she walked would draw the eyes of all to herself. She was the star of the beach, men would give anything to be with her and women would kill to be her, with the exception of those that desired what the opposite gender did.

And there you stood, watching the embodiment of sex appeal as she playfully moved from one conquest to the next. Seeing them melt at her touch. If only you could approach her, let go of your inadequacies and join her in that center stage that she seems to make whenever she goes.

But you knew better than to hold such desires, and settled for just staring at her seductive figure as she strutted by. This continued for a couple hours before you broke free from her alluring spell and turned back to your own thoughts. There was still time remaining to enjoy your free day at the beach and while you wouldn’t mind staring at her some more, you had decided to make the most of the day.

After swimming for awhile and basically being overlooked by everyone else at the beach you felt like indulging yourself on a summery treat. Getting out of the water, drying yourself and heading to the closest store to find something that hit the spot of a cold and sweet whim.

As you perused through the choices, you managed to find exactly what you were craving for. Heading to the counter you placed the item on top of it. As you tried to get your wallet you heard a sultry voice from behind.

“Let me pay for both of them sweetie..” The voice spoke, and as you noticed the captivated face of the cashier, you turned around to be met by the object of your daydreams for the last couple hours. There she stood, still wearing nothing but the tiny bikini and with a popsicle of her own, which she had already opened and started to suck on. A devilish smile as she paid for both and placed her arm around yours, taking you outside the store.

Her soft skin rubbing against your arm was enough to rattle you, yet you could feel so much more from her. As her body contact spread to more than just your arm and touch wasn’t even the sense that was overwhelmed the most. As her fragrance kept filling your mind, with the slight tint of seawater, yet appearing all the more enchanting.

It was a bit before you came back to your senses, woken up by the sound of her giggling as she noticed you regaining control of your actions. “Back from dreamland are we now?” She snickered before letting go of your arm. “So, you should know that I’m fully aware of your little peep show earlier… I mean, staring at someone for that long is kind of hard to miss, even more when I could feel your eyes following my every movement…”

You blushed at her comments of your actions. You knew it had been so but figured no one would pay attention to you, yet her retelling of your actions as you were under her charm made you feel so embarrassed you wished the ground would just swallow you whole and save you from her condemnation. Yet her sharp words were over as soon as she had finished mentioning your acts.

“No need to be scared sweetie, I’m not here to end your life. Rather the opposite would be more accurate.” She whispered softly into your ear, as to not be heard by anyone around. “One would think that after staring at someone for so long you would do something, yet all you did was move on with your day. So that leads me to think that either your fantasies are quite specific ones… or that your desire comes from a different place than one you could change through your means.”

“So with that said, I offer you what was given to me a year ago.” She said while pulling a pair of red framed sunglasses from a tiny purse she had propped around at some point during your dazed state. “All you need to do is wear them and your life will change, as mine did. Now, I wonder what you will see after it’s done. But as much as I wish to see it, I have prior arrangements with so many people… perhaps you could join us afterwards… just come by the beach… I won’t have any trouble recognizing you, and you can find me by following the moans…” With that she placed her soft lips on top of yours. Winking before heading back to the beach, an entourage of people waiting for her as she strutted towards them.

As you see her figure disappear amongst the crowd, your attention turns to the glasses, being held tightly by your fingers. Such a tiny thing yet you could tell something was off about them… as if they were more than they appeared to. You donned them, almost excited at the prospect of something happening.

Yet nothing seemed to occur. You waited a couple more minutes before feeling disappointed and ashamed of being played with by the woman, who probably was having a laugh with all the other people. Having nothing else to do you headed back to the beach, though the sunglasses seemed to work for their intended purpose at least, so you kept wearing them.

With every step you took, you felt your body getting lighter, your feet becoming smaller, your hair being so much smoother than ever. And much to your surprise, people were turning around to look at you. It was such an odd sensation as their stares made you blush a bit, yet you relished in them just as much. By the time you had made it to the water, you felt your chest had swollen up so much that the shapes protruding from it could only be described only as breasts.

As you turned and looked behind yourself, you spotted your hair going down your back, almost touching your ample butt, which tightly held a tiny bikini bottom to cover the important bits. Your new feminine parts which you could feel tingling from the strangers stares. It was at this point that you heard moans coming from a further place on the beach. And you knew that your new body would be perfect to join your BFF on her lustful activities….
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So, a whole year has gone by since I first posted anything online… since TGJess made her first caption and it’s still a little hard to believe. So while my health isn’t at its peak I still wanted to post something for the occasion. With the question of what form would the glasses shape your new self into? If you are wondering where the glasses come from… https://opentgc.com/post/UG9zdDowMTM3ODg3OTM0MzIxYzI0NTcxZmMzYzk3MTIyZjg3NA== that’s where from!

With that I hope people have enjoyed my silly writings, as the style and quality keeps switching, for better or worse at times… but that’s how things go and I don’t plan to stop quite yet! So with that, to another year of my attempts at making something worth the read!

Working Hours

Another short cap, with the setting that once a pleasure turns into your job it might not be as enjoyable... much less if forced to do so, but then again, each person has their own way to do things and deal with them XD. Also feel free to check out my friend's DA who has started to do some tg art! https://www.deviantart.com/grindingarts
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It was that time again… the clock just struck six o’clock and I gulped. Day after day I wished time just stopped and never moved again. That everything would stand still until I forgot my life. Until I broke down and all that was left was an empty shell that felt nothing of it’s pitiful situation.

But that was nothing more than wishful thinking, my desire to break free from this accursed fate that I endured. Why did I do so? Where did I go wrong to end in this place? I knew the answer to these questions, all I had to do was ask them and soon enough regret and humiliation would fill my entire being.

It starts like any other story, guy meets girl, girl is really attractive and has expensive tastes. Guy tries his hardest but isn’t getting enough to sustain it, so he does something stupid. Gets indebted to the wrong people, girl bores of guy and leaves him. Guy gets depressed so he gets fired from his work. Debts grows to an insurmountable degree. Guy is taken by creditor’s goons. Is given a way out working for creditor or death. Guy picks work, though he wishes he had picked death…

Now you might be asking what this awful work might be? Let me say it involves dressing up and being undressed… over and over again… adding services on top, usually on top of the client, that would make any woman feel sick to their stomach…

From this you would think I look quite feminine, but that couldn’t be furthest from the truth. I prepare for the clients, every day I go through the same. Arrive an hour early to my “office”, get undressed and wear the bracelet that my employer handed me. My heart would stop as I took a deep breath, in preparation for what was to come. Steeling myself before slipping my hand into the bracelet, which stretched with an unnatural feel that sent shivers down my spine, as if touching the insides of a frog.

The moment it touched my wrist was when things turned for the worse. The bracelet would clamp down on me, with lots of tiny needle like things piercing into my flesh. Then sending jolts into my body, burning me inside out as they traveled all the way from my arm to my head and my feet. With each jolt my body would convulse, harder and harder making my skin compress my body until my bones cracked from the pressure. My skin becoming softer and spotless while my frame turned smaller. My hair growing longer and smoother while gaining a blond tinge unlike my brown hair. My chest and butt would inflate like balloons, until taking the shape of big breasts and an ample ass that men would love to grope. My face would reshape, giving me a smaller nose, a rounder chin, soft and puffed lips and remove any defect from my skin. The process would end with my manhood being pulled into my body, then chopped and repurposed into a vagina.

Nothing of this process was enjoyable, only feeling as microscopic machines tore at my body until it became a form apt for the job. This whole thing would take a mere minute, as I would spend the remaining time to recover from the pain and then get ready for my appointment. My outfits would always entail tight clothes that covered as little as possible and hugged my new body shape.

As I stared into the mirror while putting on makeup I would get the urge to throw up, as images of my past customers flashed into my head. All the spots that had been defiled by their awful members, the lack of emotions other than disgust as they shoved their cocks into me over and over again… until their time was up. Then I would have to bath, prepare again and wait for my next appointment.

The moments before the men arrived was the worst, as I struggled to put on any face that hid my repugnance. Failure to do so would make me stay in this body for longer than my shift, as the goons taught me how to smile again… So once more I tried my hardest, made a crappy smile and asked for the first of many to enter my “office”...

Punished

Hey there again! Another short story, hopefully one that can be enjoyed despite it's flaws. As usual I don't own the image.
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Jayden and Kyle were two childhood friends, since the day they met they would be found together. Coupled with their predisposition to get into trouble they were known for their antics and disliked by most.

They would do just about anything, from vandalizing cars, painting pets, stealing what they found to return it shortly after with unlikable surprises. Watching their victims become infuriated, upset or break into tears would always make their day. Ending their day of pranking at whatever fast food place they fancied on the day.

And while they loved it, they still felt things going stale from time to time. This however didn’t mean they stopped. Instead they would search for a new target to prey on and get a new reaction from.

The days during which they searched for new victims were the most peaceful ones, as they would spend their time walking while scouting houses and their owners in search of those they would enjoy getting a reaction from.

After hours of walking and finding more of the same, they decided to take a rest outside a store. Eyeing those who went inside and came out. As they discussed new pranks to terrorize people with, an old woman came out of the shop. Her stride and movements made her appear even weaker than she appeared, which sparked inspiration in both of them. They had found their next target.

They waited for the woman to take some distance from them, before getting up and stalking her back to her house. The one which wasn’t that far away from the store, yet couldn’t be more different from it. The house was big, with stone covering all the walls, with doors and windows so outdated they thought must be at least sixty years old. The perfect object for a new prank.

They spent their next day preparing paint, spray cans and other tools for their next hit. Then heading to the house, setting camp outside until the woman left in order to break into it and set up their prank. After waiting for a few hours the woman left, and once she was out of sight they got cracking. Unlocking the door and entering the place. Placing their supplies inside before closing the door.

While Kyle began to open the paint cans and selected the spray paint he wanted to use, Jayden scanned the place. The place was dark despite the windows and doors. The walls were covered with strange paintings, depicting women in odd positions and wearing tight outfits while being bound with ropes and cuffs. Jayden told Kyle about it, pointing out what a freak the woman must have been during her younger days. But Kyle wasn’t interested in it, he wanted to mess the place up and couldn’t wait anymore.

As he picked an open paint can to toss at the walls a cold sensation came over his body starting at his hands. Looking at them he stared in horror as the paint slowly crawled up his arms as if it had a life of its own. His screams of pain as the paint reached his shoulders and started to cover his chest made Jayden freeze on the spot, unable to comprehend what was happening to his best friend. As the paint covered his chest and back, Kyle felt his ribcage being compressed, leaving him breathless while the paint kept creeping over his body.

The muffled moans of Kyle brought Jayden back from his dazed state. Trying to pull at the curtains to use to wipe the paint from Kyle. But as he grabbed the curtains, he felt as they grabbed him back. He tried to yank himself away from them with all his strength, but instead he was dragged closer to them. As the curtain enveloped Jayden, he managed to get a last look at Kyle, who was fully covered in dark paint and on the ground.

The curtain covered Jayden entirely, twisting more and more around him. His bones cracked while his muscles shrank. The same thing kept happening for minutes, hours or even days. Jayden was unable to tell as he lost consciousness a couple times, each time feeling more constricted.

It had been long since his mind wandered off into a fantasy of his own making, in which Kyle and him succeeded on their prank and were back at some fast food place, celebrating their last hit. Going on with their routine until the sound of someone clearing their throat brought him back from his daydream and into his current position. “Oh dear… you two naughty ones should be taught not to enter someone’s house when they aren’t around…” The woman could be heard saying, her voice changing with every word, becoming softer and more alluring.

“Come down dear, let me see you now…” the woman said as the curtain’s grip started to come undone on Jayden, until he was left back on the ground, though his footwear felt odd as there was a pressure on his heels he had never felt before. Jayden turned around to look at the woman and Kyle, yet in their place were a stunning blonde in a tight blue dress and besides her a brunette wearing a black latex bodysuit and really high heeled black latex boots.

“Well well well… you came out as well as your friend. Now, I hope you learn not to enter someone’s abode without an invitation, though I’m sure you both will get a good number of them looking like that. Come back in a month, if you have had enough and have been a good girl I might consider turning you both back, but for now I must bid you adieu…” The woman said gesturing towards the door, with me and the brunette walking out as she had asked.

I looked down at myself, my body now had a feminine shape, with breasts and a clit that was rubbing against the bottom zipper, which made me feel weird… though clearly not as much as the other girl, who was probably Kyle. She had been fondling herself since the moment we walked out the door and moaning loudly until a man who was walking by stopped to look at us. Kyle went down and spread her legs, inviting them man to help her with the zipper and her horniness, while I could only look down at my body in shame, knowing that if I saw Kyle be fucked I wouldn’t be able to keep myself in check either….

A Birthday Wish

A little birthday gift for the lovely Angel from http://angels210.blogspot.com/ 

If you haven't checked her blog you should go there now!
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 What can you do? It started as a random thought, a spur of the moment kind of thing that you simply dismissed as you knew better, but it just kept sneaking up on you whenever you gave your mind a moment to play it’s games on you.

Random thoughts turning into daydreams that would plague your nights until morning. Finally giving in to these joyful glimpses of happiness that you refused to yourself considering that the one they were about would never see you as you did.

Yet you couldn’t stop thinking about it, even as you met her for your birthday. There stood Jess, as charming and loving as you knew her to be, gift in hand for the joyous occasion. And when it was opened, revealing the cake within it you looked back at her with a puzzled look on your face.

Her soft giggles as she teasingly uttered “I’m your gift silly.” This made you smirk and turn to the cake that now had a lit candle, prepared to be blown in hopes of your wish. One you had set on months ago. To be able to be with your beloved as she would have you. And that was all it took, as a tingle started to take over every end of your limbs.

The feeling of your skin softening and compressing the rest of your body, making it smaller and daintier. Pushing your hips and chest outwards while removing your adam’s apple. Your height struck down until Jess was taller than you. Soft and long hair sprouting from your head, turning a lovely scarlet color.

As you opened your eyes, the smile on her face beamed upon you and pointed downwards, inviting you to look at your body. The new sight that met your eyes as you checked yourself was breathtaking. The dainty figure, perky breasts, long scarlet hair reaching past your shoulders and down below an unfamiliar breeze going through your thighs. Knowing what was there before no longer was, in its place the tender female slit.

The disbelief you felt as you stroked yourself with your soft and slim fingers, exploring this alien body that yet felt so right… a smile taking shape upon your perplexed face as you did so, until the sensation of Jess’s hands over you brought you back to the person standing in front of you. “I’m glad you are enjoying your new self, but I would love it more if you paid more attention to me….” She said softly, while sliding her hands down your arms until they clasped your own.


“But… isn’t it weird?” You asked shyly, doubt filling your mind. “I’m not this… I just don’t belong with you--”. You were saying before being cut off by her soft lips upon yours, the sweet feeling stopping the thoughts.


“Don’t be silly, you are an angel and now you get to show everyone what I have always known…” Jess said while kissing you again, her hands reaching towards your hips now. “That you are my angel and always will be…”


The sound of those words being said in her sultry voice filled you with glee and made you blush from top to bottom. Yet those words kept ringing inside your mind for a while before a thought creeped into your mind. “Hey I like that quite a lot… being your angel… it has a nice ring to it…” You said shyly, waiting for her to laugh but instead she merely smiled.


“I think it suits you love, and now it’s what I’ll call you just to remind you that you are Angel. My one and only Angel…” She whispered before kissing you on the lips once more and placing her hands around your hips. “How about we head to bed and take the next step?” She uttered softly.

You merely nodded and followed her along. Your wish coming true and your life turning into one of happiness as you became the wife of your beloved. To be together until death do you part.

A Halloween Night

Been a bit since my last post, but it's most fit for me to raise from the grave in this spooky night to post a little short thing I had around for a bit... hope you enjoy it.

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Brian stared at the clock on the wall, slowly ticking away as time went by. He was bored out of his mind with nothing to do but wait for his friends to arrive. Halloween had arrived and just like every other year they would be doing nothing but hang out at Brian’s place. Drinking and gaming the night away while everyone else would be partying and having a great time.


He just sat there, thinking about all the people dressing up and walking around, women specifically with their tight and sexy costumes. What he would give to be with one… this was a recurring thought he had but it would always get kicked out of his mind once the doorbell rang and his friends entered.


The ring was heard and the same happened again, the thought fading as he got up and went to open the door, inviting his friends in while nagging them for taking so long… but there was no one standing there, just a box lying on the floor. He was stunned for a second, before looking around for anyone who might be running away or peeking at him, to see him fall for this obvious prank, but the more he looked the more silent the street appeared to be.


Deciding to open the box and be over with the prank, hoping it wasn’t anything nasty he peered inside, only to find what seemed to be a costume. He felt all the more confused as it looked like a corset with a purple skirt. Looking around once more he picked the box up and got back inside to resume his waiting. Perhaps it would be something to have a good laugh later with the other guys, maybe the loser would have to wear the thing.


The idea of someone dressing up in such a feminine outfit made him smirk with the possibilities of pranks they could pull on the unlucky one. But then another thought struck his mind, what would it feel to wear it… just to get an idea… after all he was by himself and no one was around… just for a moment…


The thought gnawing at his mind kept growing stronger and stronger until he couldn’t ignore it anymore. Taking the costume out of the box, revealing a pair of dark boots that came with it and what appeared to be wings sticking out of the corset’s back. Taking a better look at the costume it appeared to be all the more smaller, yet he felt the need to put it on.


Undressing entirely before slipping into it. The fabric was tight yet stretched just enough for him to slide into it. Once he had it fully on he tried the boots which fit him perfectly. Turning towards a mirror he felt ridiculous at the appearance of a guy wearing a fairy costume and shame came over him. As he started to undress he felt the costume and boots getting tighter all over, leaving him breathless as his bones cracked under the pressure. His body burning up as he felt his consciousness drifting away.


A knock was heard from the door. A guy shouting loudly about Scott being late but him being ready to take some shots and play some games. Brenda stood up and took a new look in the mirror. Her curled up brown hair, makeup and costume spot on. She was ready to head out and have some fun but she first needed some gals to hit the parties with, and looking into the box she found what seemed like another costume, which someone could do with…


Eric was getting impatient, he had knocked on the door minutes ago yet heard nothing from Brian. He admitted it was wrong of him to arrive so late, but he was still earlier than Scott and that wasn’t enough for Brian to leave him outside in this chilly night.


He knocked once more, when a femimine voice replied from inside “a moment please!” before giggling. Eric’s face must have contorted as the last thing he was expecting was for Brian to have a date, seeing as he never left his house and spent all his time gaming. A couple seconds passed before the door opened, revealing Brenda, who looked stunning in that fairy outfit and her bright smile shining down on Eric.


His jaw fell off as he stuttered, unable to say anything. Brenda just smiled and grabbed his hand. “Please come in! I have been waiting for you!” Dragging him inside before closing the door behind. Eric quickly scanned the room in search of Brian, but without success. Only spotting the box. Then turning around to Brenda and taking a deep breath before asking. “Ex-excuse me… where’s Brian? I… he invited us to hang out like we usually do and he said nothing about… you…”


Brenda just giggled before replying. “Don’t worry about him, you will see him soon enough and I will be with you all night long dear….” She purred while caressing his face. Eric couldn’t do anything but blush and be taken aback as he wasn’t used to being with such a forward woman. Yet Brenda just stepped closer to him and started to press her body against his, pushing him towards the couch. Once he fell on it she giggled again and whispered into his ear. “Hey sweetie, I have a really kinky idea… say we get some quick fun right here?”


Eric’s jaw fell once more as she came onto him. Starting to undress to get into it, but as he finished removing his clothes Brenda pointed towards the box. “I like it kinky so if you could put on the costume I assure you it will be worth your while…” She said before kissing him softly.


At this point Eric was so horny he would do just about anything, not even bothering checking the costume before slipping into it. It wasn’t until he felt how tight it was on his body and fishnets and boots inside the box that he realized what he had just done. Wearing another fairy costume like Brenda’s. He awkwardly smiled at her before asking. “Do I have to put everything on?” Hardly able to contain himself as he wanted to jump her.


“Don’t worry about it sweetie, I will help you with it in just a second…” She said while giggling. Eric feeling as the strangled him, falling to his knees as his body contorted and shifted, pain flooding into his mind as he tried to scream but couldn’t muster the air in his lungs to even do so. Falling unconscious on the ground. Brenda getting to watch what had occurred to her as Eric’s hair grew and his body shortened in height and size. Filling the costume nicely while makeup was applied to her face.





The new girl opened her eyes while looking up at Brenda. “Hey there Erica, how about I help you with those fishnets while we wait for our last friend?” Brenda asked her. A smile took shape in the new girls face. “Sure love… I can hardly wait to meet her…” Erica purred before crawling towards Brenda, for a quick makeout session as they waited for Scott to arrive.


Scott got out of his car with as many bags full of snacks and alcohol as he could carry. He was supposed to arrive earlier but his office wouldn’t let him off even on this day, despite the fact he had been working overtime all week, yet they kept asking for more from him… if he could quit he already would have, but he needed the money, and today he would get to just kick it out with his pals, making it all worth it, at least until the next time they did this.


Rushing towards the door he dropped the bags before knocking on it. The bottles and snacks weighting way more than he was able to hold for long. He waited for a bit, without anyone answering, only a muffled sound being heard from inside Brian’s house.


At first he thought they were trying to hide and make Scott think they weren’t in there, as payback for how late he was. But as he knocked again he heard a soft moan, that sounded extremely sexy and enticing, like a porn movie.


With that he tried the knob and to his surprise it was unlocked, entering the place to find two women in fairy outfits making out and caressing each other on the couch. Both women were so hot he couldn’t do anything but stare at them. He had never seen something so hot, much less being part of it. So he just stared at them while feeling his dick get hard from their moans.


It was at this moment that both girls noticed the voyeur staring at them. They both glanced at him before kissing once more. Then breaking apart and standing up, both smiling towards him. Erica was the first to say anything. “About time you arrived, we were getting bored and needed a way to have fun between ourselves… but with you here we can get the night started.”


These words brought Scott back to the room. As he snapped out of it. “You were waiting for me?” He asked incredulously. Looking both women up and down and being stunned again by their beauty.


“Of course silly… we wouldn’t dream of having all the fun by ourselves…” Brenda said as she strutted towards Scott, placing her arms around his shoulders and kissing him. Her soft and sweet lips knocking the thoughts out of Scott’s mind as he grabbed her bottom, his wet dreams turned real.


He was so distracted by Brenda’s charms that he didn’t notice Erica approaching him with a headpiece which she placed on his head. The moment it touched his hair, it started to turn blonde while growing out His body being drained off it’s manhood by the headpiece and Brenda’s kiss.


By the time they broke apart Skylar was out of breath and highly aroused. Kissing Brenda again while Erica undressed her out of those male clothes. Then handing her a top and skirt, which made her look like an exotic dancer. The three girls were now ready to hit the night and enjoy the attention of everyone who placed their eyes on them, this was their night and they would enjoy it. Meanwhile Brian, Eric and Scott found themselves in a lucid dream, their bodies moving by themselves and doing things they never thought they could or would ever do. Prisoners in this witching hour and passengers as Brenda, Erica and Skylar rode anything they could….
 

Long Time No Post!

Hey everyone! So... I know I haven't posted anything in a bit, and the reason for that has to do with not being happy with what I have been writing for requests. I'm still working on them but they aren't at the point were I'm satisfied with them. So in the meantime I decided to do some simpler captions to try and get back into the swing of things and post something. And with that here are three caps.
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                                        Barbies (Sissy, Mind Change, Hypnosis)

I know how this looks like, but there’s an explanation for it, a few months ago I met this really hot blonde chick who wore this tight dresses and big glasses, always walking in high heels and swaying her ass from side to side, she was just the hottest I had ever been with. So I told my roommate Rob all about her, calling her Barbie cause she feels like one of those girls who try to copy that doll and how slutty she dresses.

Then I brought her over for some fun in the flat and while my roommate was leaving he called her Barbie! At this she turned to me and asked me what that was about… and I figured she wouldn’t think much about it since we were gonna fuck anyways and told her everything while I caressed her body and kissed her all over. Bad idea.

As I finished telling her about it she shoved me to the ground and shouted about how insensitive it was to call her a slut and dumb like a doll. I tried to calm her down and apologize but she didn’t want to know anything about it, storming off my flat and leaving me dry with a huge boner…

Come the next week she calls me to apologize about her fit and telling me she would make it up to me and that she had something for my roommate too since she accused him of being a dick too. So I agreed and invited her over again. She brought this movie I had never heard about and asked us to watch it with her, saying it would be the best thing we had ever seen.

It started really slow with so much talk about objectifying women and that kind of mumbo jumbo causing me to almost fall asleep… but then all these women only wearing underwear started to appear on screen, dancing erotically, whispering, caressing each other… me and Rob suddenly were all over this film as they kept showing hot blondes one after the other while a voice kept saying things in the background… I’m not sure what it was….

Since then we kept watching the film everyday, my girlfriend showing up and bringing us more stuff, first some audio tapes that were about women moaning that made us feel so good… then some hygiene products and makeup cause nowadays even men need to use a bit to look good, helping us with it and shaving and waxing our body hair cause no woman enjoys hair on a man…

We then started to diet and do some gym routine with her that made her look so sexy as she did it, though we had to copy it and while we felt silly doing it, we felt how our bodies were much more flexible and slimmer than before, to the point we needed to get new clothes, but since we couldn’t afford new ones she lent some of hers to us!

Now we are getting used to wearing high heels and female underwear, which fits us quite well and is so comfortable… this week we will move on to dresses and going out since our bleached blonde hair has grown long and lovely. Though tonight she is bringing a strap on and will be having a threesome with us, and while I have my doubts I must admit I’m looking forward to feeling a long and thick rod in my ass while I suck Robbie’s little clitty... ______________________________________________________________________

                                      Car Nap (TG, MTF, Magic, Forced, Punishment)

Mmmm… that was such a nice nap… sorry about that man, I know it was my turn on the wheel but I was just so tired I couldn’t help but keep sleeping, and considering we arrived just fine I say no harm no foul right? Hey… it might be because I just got up but my voice sounds weird? And there’s this pressure on my chest as if I was sleeping on top of something… and for some reason I don’t have my morning boner pressing against the seat despite my crotch pressing against the seat…

And what’s this itch on my head and eyes? When did my hair get this long? And silky smooth? And it smells so nice? Wait what’s going on here? ARE THeSE BREASTS!?! AND I HAVE NOTHING BETWEEN MY LEGS!! How am I? Why are you laughing? You had something to do with this? What do you mean it’s what happens when someone doesn’t hold their end of the bargain? I fell asleep and instead of waking me up you turned me into a girl? How does that even compare?

Okay, fine, it was my fault for not resting well the day before while knowing I had to drive half the trip, I’m sorry… now will you turn me back? What do you mean that’s not how this works? I have to do what??!! No way am I sucking you off and then fucking you inside the car!! I didn’t fuck you over, how does that mean you get to fuck me?! You can’t leave me here looking like this! Everyone will give me a lift just to fuck my ass!

… Fine… you win… let’s get this over with already… now drop your pants so I can start…. What the heck… your dick looks so big… I thought it was smaller when I checked you out in the bathroom but now it looks huge… I don’t know if that will fit in me at all… please can we talk this oveUUnhhghghg!!!!!
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                                   Come on Guys! (TG, MTF, Bet, Stuck)

Come on! I know you guys are in there! Let me in already! It was funny the first few minutes when people were weirded out by the girl in a cheerleader outfit, but now guys are giving me weird looks and I know what they mean!

Quit being assholes already and open the door! I swear I will kill you guys for this!...

Why did I have to pick the short stick and take that awful potion… now I’m stuck dressed like this and those douchebags are probably laughing their asses off while I’m being stared at by guys.... Even worse it feels so weird being a girl... not having anything down there, my butt and skin all over being so soft and smooth, my chest being so sensitive and my body so slim and small… I don’t think I can beat anyone if they forced me to do something…

Oh no… those guys are coming this way, they are looking at me! Come on guys! I’m freaking out here! Let me in!!! They are almost here and they are grinning showing me their awful teeth! And their pants are so packed… they can’t be serious!

Picking up Life

This is a request for Reno3812 from opentgc, about a veteran soldier starting college with the GI Bill and things taking an unexpected turn.
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That sound… that sound was there and had been for the last couple minutes… getting louder and louder as if taking shape inside Mike’s head until he opened his eyes, to be met by the fluorescent lamp which was barely providing enough light to see anything, much less read despite being inside the library. It would be odd for someone to sleep with the noise it made, but Mike was used to sleeping in really loud and unbearable situations having served in the military for over fifteen years.

Having served for so long, one would think he would have some high rank in the military and despite having been offered such promotions he never took them for he didn’t care about a career there, the only reason he had joined was due to his family's expectations of him doing as his father and his grandpa had done serving, and once he felt he had done enough he retired. During his service he got married to Kelly who was the love of his life, and while they both did their best, their savings never got to much, so once he was out of the army the only way he could go to college and do what he had always wanted was to apply for the G.I. Bill.

It took weeks and lots of interviews but he finally managed to have it approved and start on the course to his dream career of engineering. Though as one would expect of someone who had spent over a decade being deployed and doing drills and securing dangerous routes, he wasn’t comfortable with the college workload and had to spend most days in the library until late hours to catch up to all the things he had ignored while in service. And after a long week of keeping his schedule of work and studying until late at night got to him, as he passed out on top of his books.

As he woke up and checked his phone to notice it was midnight and his wife had called him over fifty times worried sick about him. He called her and the phone barely rang before being picked up. “Where are you? Is everything alright?” Kelly’s voice said, having feared something had happened to him.

“I’m fine, just fell asleep on the library, you know how it goes with me, once I drop nothing can get me up. Sorry about that, but it seems the library’s staff didn’t come to where I was to wake me cause the lights are still on, but regardless, I’m leaving right now.” Mike said, trying to calm his wife down.

“Understood sir, will you be getting something to eat or do you want me to warm something up for you?” She said giggling as her fears had been washed away after hearing his voice. “Or I could make something quick for you.” She kept saying while some noise was heard, probably from her rummaging through the fridge.

“You don’t need to do anything at this hour, I will heat up whatever, just go to bed and I will join you shortly sweetie. Just as soon as I walk out of here….” Mike said as his hand grasped the door knob and tried to open it, without much success. “Well, the door is locked, I think they started working late today cause I see some lights in the other room and I can hear them talking, I will ask them to let me out and apologize about this.”

“Just make sure to be nice about it, I don’t think they will be expecting someone so big like you to have fallen asleep in the library, you will probably give the poor ladies a fright!” Kelly said while laughing, clearly enjoying herself now with the situation.

“Very funny, never heard about not judging a book by it’s cover? Cause that’s what college is about, you should know that better than me!” Mike said laughing though he quickly stopped doing so as a chill run down his spine, the very same that he had felt so many times during his time in the army, telling him something was off and to be cautious. The closer he got to the voices the colder the chill was, he was able to tell languages apart easily yet the voices spoke in a weird dialect and felt more like a chant than anything else. “Hey honey, something’s not right here… I’m going to need you to be quiet.“ He whispered into the phone.

“What do you mean? You think someone’s doing some shady deal in a college library?” She replied whispering, as that was the only thing that came to her mind.

“I don’t think so… it might be one of those weird groups that hail satan or some dictator, always find those with the kids, not sure why they feel attracted to them but I might have to put them in their place…” Mike said softly as he reached the door and peeked into the room. He was able to make out a group of twelve girls, some he had taken classes with, some he was with and others he had never seen, yet they all wore dark robes and had witch hats. For a moment he thought this was nothing more than some prank or video to upload, but there were no cameras and there was a cauldron in the middle of them. Then on of the girls pulled a bird and a knife, gutting it and dropping it’s inside into the cauldron, so if it was some prank they were taking it too far.

As he looked on an examined the situation with the odd chanting not stopping he felt all the more creeped out by the whole thing. “You won’t believe this, a bunch of girls who think they are in Charmed or such, perhaps they will freak out if I jump out and shout or something… but this whole setup just creeps me oughhh!” Mike grunted as he felt a sharp pain in his stomach which made him drop to his knees and place his hands on his stomach, as if he had been punched by a huge boxer.

“What was that? Mike? What happened?” Kelly’s voice was heard from the phone as she shouted, worried at what could make Mike grunt in pain which weren’t many. A giggle was heard from behind him, and as he turned he was met by another girl wearing robes and a hat.

“Well well well… what have we got here? I think I know you… the old guy who came to do what he never did or something right?” She said mockingly as she picked up the phone and put it on speaker. “And who might you be? What did he tell you?” She asked Kelly, with a sudden coldness in her voice, her playful laughter having disappeared entirely.

“I’m his wife you dumb bitch! How old are you and your pals to play at being witches or something! What did you do to my husband?” Kelly shouted with anger in her voice unlike Mike had ever heard before. “I will call the school on you and you will have to explain to your parents why their daughter dropped out of college!” She threatened her.

“I’m sorry to say you won’t be doing that, neither you nor your husband will be telling anyone about our little coven and I have just the thing to make that happen…” With that the girl pulled a little notebook from her pocket and started to read some lines, they sounded just like the chants in the other room, but her voice was filled with malevolence and she did so while looking at Mike’s eyes.

“Please bitch, as if whatever you do will do anything to…. Me… what is… AHHHH!” Kelly’s voice died down after screaming her lungs out, whatever the witch had done had affected her and from the look in her morbid smile, it wasn’t anything good.

“What did you do to her? If you hurt her I will make sure to do the worse I can to you and your friends and trust me… I can hurt you badly…” Mike said while gasping for air, yet staring at the girl with hate in his eyes, such that he was strangling her with it.

“I just made sure she wouldn’t tell anyone about us and soon enough you won’t either so save your empty threats and just enjoy the ride… or don’t after all it’s more fun for us if you suffer…” She said with the same cold voice and smile as she pronounced the words once more, but this time something occurred to him, his bones cracking onto themselves, his skin burning like he was on fire and his muscles ripping to shreds as they stretched. Something was pulling at him from the ground and he could do nothing but scream as the pain of his body being sucked into it, the last thing he saw being the lifeless eyes of the girl.

The sound… there it was again… this time he opened his eyes quickly, looking at the ceiling which he knew all too well, being the house he was renting with his wife. Getting up from his bed but feeling a sharp pain in his head, as if he had spent all night long drinking, yet his mouth didn’t taste like any alcohol but instead salty and sticky, just like his ass and his pussy… at this he jumped and went to his closet, opening it to reveal a mirror to look at his body. The shock on his face as he saw the person looking back at him was a short and slim girl with blonde hair, puffy lips, blue eyes, big breasts, with a belly button piercing and a tramp stamp.

He remembered everything that had happened, his entire life, yet right now his body was that of a college age girl, probably too young to drink yet she seemed to have done more than drinking last night… he gasped as he remembered Kelly, storming out of the room in hopes of finding her, hearing muffled sounds coming from downstairs. As he got closer the sounds got louder and louder and a male voice was heard. “Damn you are better at sucking that your daughter! Man, I had heard that Mikki’s mom was just as slutty as her but I never expected you to blow me on our first meeting!” The man said loudly.


The moment he reached the room, Mike was horrified to see Kelly wearing nothing but a pink bikini while on her knees and sucking this guy, feeling anger welling up inside him until he couldn’t contain it anymore. “Oh my god Mom! How could you suck him off?! I was doing that!” Mikki shouted at her mom, jealous that she was having that tasty dick she couldn’t get enough even though she had spent all night enjoying it.


Dropping to her knees beside her mom and placing her arm around her. “You always do this mom! You see me with a big cock and can’t help but want it for you! And while you have like lots more experience than me at sucking I like do it for longer and have a better ass than you!” Mikki said while pulling her mom out of the dick and then taking it into her mouth and down her throat.


“Please girl, you barely learnt from watching me suck all those guys all these years as I raised you as a single mother and I won’t let you be the best cocksucker in this house until you finish college or drop out and work the streets with me!” Kelly said while trying to pull Mikki from the big cock she was gagging on as she deepthroated it.


“Please ladies, I have more than enough to go around so you can just do it together and then we I can show you how much endurance I have as I pound each of you!” The guy said, moaning as Mikki sucked him as hard as she could. Then noticing he wasn’t cumming she pulled back and looked at her mom, both nodding before grabbing the dick and sucking it at the same time, their tongues twirling around it and meeting as they licked it all over. Soon enough the guy came all over both women, then doing as he had said and fucking them while making out with the other, then switching them until both women were fucked completely and satisfied as their pussies were full of cum. Once he left, Mike returned to take control of his body, almost throwing up at what had happened, horror-struck at how Kelly was acting and how Mikki took over at the sight of dick, knowing it would happen again and again...

Oh My! That's a Big Number!

So it happened, I reached 100.000 views on this blog! That's quite crazy to think about with what little I do around here. So hopefully you enjoy what's here and what's to come as I plan to do more stuff, even if it takes me a bit to get to do so! First a few words and if you don't care just scroll for the cap!


Kinks are a funny thing, you believe you are the odd one out, the only one with such an interest on a subject frowned upon by the rest which drives you to hide it, not tell a soul, including those that feed that interest online. I would know having spent over a decade like that, one more lurker hiding as they consumed what they could find and feed that craving…

I loved those stories, inserting myself into them and imagining the changes, but as I spent more time online I started to look for images that I felt would make those stories better, or at least more suited to me as not all the great stories and caps had the kind of body I was looking for.

As my collection of images grew, so did the ideas, no longer just using what other people wrote but what I imagined for myself, adding it to those images I had picked and wished could be me. Each time adding something more to my imagination and the fantasy that built in my mind.

Before I knew it I had stories, settings and themes involving TG which took ahold of my time to the point I decided to try my hand at making them. My first attempts were so crude and messy, being completely unable to translate the images and sensations that I thought about into words that conveyed these things to people, making me ditch draft after draft, until I finally settled on a short one. It wasn’t my most polished, well written or the best made, but it was the first to compel me to share it with someone.

Of course, being a lurker I didn’t have anyone to show it to and posting it was such an intimidating thing… making me go in circles as I wondered what to do with what I had made. Spending days considering just getting rid of it once and for all until I finally decided to just post it for all to see…

The rush I felt as I saw something with my name online that anyone could read and give their opinion on was such I was restless for a couple days, and even though it barely got any feedback I remember how much it meant to me that people were checking it out and even enjoying it though those being few.

It took me three days before I posted another story, still feeling the rush of it all as the new one was longer and more descriptive, a new attempt at writing which made me think about how to improve with every chance.

I kept writing and posting, trying things or just doing whatever silly thing came to mind at the time, and after so much, looking back and seeing how much I have written, yet it feels like barely anything and now that I look at the numbers I see something I never thought was possible, to reach 100.000 views on this blog where I write whatever is just beyond what I expected to reach since I started writing. So with that, thanks to all of you who enjoy my poor writing and hopefully I will improve to a point where you can really enjoy these attempts of mine.
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Getting up from bed for another day, feeling my throbbing head as I woke up from my drunken and deep sleep. Looking around and noticing things weren’t as I quite remembered them, though the headache might have to do with that. But even then, the room looked so feminine, with pink walls a fluffy and soft bed and a wall mirror that covered the wardrobe and reflected the entire room, making me look out of place.

If for no other reason than looking for anything that might tell me where I was I approached the wardrobe, sliding the door open to the side. The moment I looked inside a loud bang was heard and a bunch of balloons erupted from inside together with some sticky thing which covered my face.

It felt so cold all over my face, slowly covering it and expanding over my head and down my neck. The cold ooze just expanded while blocking my breathing, forcing me to the ground. In moments I felt my entire body engulfed by it and the cold sensation all over my body, my mind slipping away slowly with the heat… when suddenly it started to get warmer and warmer… as if my body was being heated from the inside out, my skin molded by the ooze…

As my temperature escalated the ooze began to apply pressure all over my body, compressing me and shifting my insides from what I could tell until a gap opened on my face and I was able to breathe, gasping for air as the remains of the ooze joined together at my feet and body.

As I was able to see again I stared at the mirror which reflected a very attractive blonde woman, wearing a pair of high heels and a latex leotard. Then looking inside the wardrobe, a sign reading “Congrats! Hope you enjoy your gift!” and truth be told… I loved the way I now looked. So I closed the wardrobe and turned around, ready to enjoy my new self...

A Bad Writer

Now this is just the name of this story that is a request for Mapron about a tg caption writer being lazy and rude to fans... is it directed at me? Perhaps, but this is what I came up with and hope it changes your mind, or at least you enjoy my bad writing. There is a caption version on my deviantart in case you prefer that format. https://www.deviantart.com/tgjess
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Being a TG writer isn’t that hard, you write something saying how a man turns into a woman, slap some other keyword to it that depicts another fetish like latex, bimbo, hypnosis, maid, forced and a tagline that says “you wish you were her” and people will love it, rinse and repeat and you have a page going.

James really thought this when he started writing some TG caps and stories (if his copy pasting of lines he used to make them longer could be called that), garnering followers and fans despite doing little work from the start, and the more he wrote the lazier he would get, at times straight out using the same text but on top of a different image and trying to make it seem as if he had worked on a new story.

He did this for awhile until he got a message from someone called ‘XXXRealitychanger69XXX’ who claimed to be a fan of his but he felt his newer content was quite low effort and they knew James could do much better and he was more than willing to provide him with ideas and images for new content if he was willing to write with him. Of course James felt like he was being accused of being a lazy bastard (which he was) and instead replied to the person that he knew what he was doing and needed no help from a creep who thought was more capable than him to come up with content for his site.

He was quite happy with his choice of words really putting that guy in his place. How dare he suggest he knew better than James? The self proclaimed TG master writer. So with that he went back to writing more content, which was just reposting his old works with new images and sometimes adding some changes here and there. But as he was writing something odd happened, his fingers felt thinner and smaller, making typing harder than before.

Then his eyes started to itch as his hair covered his face, despite getting a haircut recently, forcing him to get it out of his way and fix it behind his back, feeling it reaching past his shoulders… at this point he could tell something was up, considering both his back and front felt weird… looking down to be met by a pair of sizeable breasts on his chest, blocking his view of everything under them.

Getting up from his seat he had trouble standing straight as there was this thin and hard pressure on the back of his feet, forcing him to lean on his desk to be able to look to turn around without falling over. But what he saw wasn’t what he was expecting, instead of his sweatpants, flip flops and t-shirt he was wearing a black bra to hold his breasts, a really short and tight black skirt, black fishnet stockings and a pair black high heels. Adding the feel of a thin piece of cloth lodged between his asscheeks which he could tell was covering the place where his dick used to be.

At this a message sound was heard from the computer and as he opened it he saw it was from the same person ‘XXXRealitychanger69XXX’ again. This time he was much less polite and kind, saying he had been hurt by both his words and attitude so he decided to aid him in a way he couldn’t reject, while teaching him a lesson about being nicer to people, adding that he should get used to the heels cause he would be walking in them for a bit and that shortly he would be around to help him with experience for his descriptions of sexual encounters a man turned into a woman would have, with how it felt and how enjoyable it would be to be fucked by a big man while being a new woman...

Two Caps and a Gif Thing

So... my attempts to make a caption using a gif haven't really worked out so far... but as I wrote this I might as well post it so here it goes...


                                             Can't Stop Dancing (TG, Mind Changes, MTF, Magic)

It was such an odd thing… something I couldn’t quite explain… being invited to my coworker’s place for the first time, getting a tour of the place before stopping at the door of one room. I wasn’t sure why but something felt strange about it, and from the look on his face it was just what he had expected, so when I asked him what was behind the door, his eyes gleamed and a smile took place on his face as he opened it and gestured for me to enter.

It was a small room, with multiple doors, a mirror on a wall and in the middle of it a vertical pole going from the floor to the ceiling, the kind that you would expect to find in strip clubs or some gyms that taught those dances. The moment my eyes looked at it I was entranced, walking closer until I could stretch my hand and touch it, feeling the cold and hard metal on my palm.

I started to rub my hand on it, sliding it up and down before reaching with my other hand and doing the same. I couldn’t stop doing it, rather wanting to do more with it and getting my body all around it. Imitating what I had seen women do before in shows and tv. I moved my arms upwards and grabbed tightly to the pole, then jumping towards it with my knees forward while hanging onto it with my hands.The moment my feet left the ground I felt my clothes melting as my body did, discarding what wasn’t needed and by the time my stomach felt the pole and my crotch came into contact with it, I could tell I was much lighter, agile and sexier. Looking down at my body which was now small and soft, feminine wearing a white bodysuit and knee high socks.

I could feel my long hair, my soft breasts, my ample butt being hugged by the clothing, and yet all I did was dance on the pole, doing more acrobatics and making my moves more erotic with each turn and twirl until I got off to the applaud of my coworker… though to me he wasn’t that anymore… he was my master and from seeing my show I could tell he now wanted another number from me, though this one I would be on my knees and later on my back… ______________________________________________________________________


                                       Selfies Are Dumb (TG,MTF, Magic, Mind Change, Bimbo)

Oh my god! I just can’t stand girls going on and on about social media. How they just need to take pictures of themselves from every angle, usually above showing their breasts so guys comment on them, and then they complain about the creeps! Like, what did you expect would happen if all you post are cleavage, ass and almost nude shots all the time?

Always asking stuff like “Do I look good?” or saying “I look terrible today!” when they spent hours upon hours to do their makeup, find the right angle and get their pose right… and all of it just for some male attention…

Like, I don’t know why anyone would want strangers commenting about how hard they make them feel… the obscene things they would do to them… sending them tons and tons of dick pics… I wonder why that sounds like a good idea right now…

I mean, I am wearing such a tight dress and my boobs look great in it… wait why do I have breasts? If I’m totes a guy? Silly me, I think I need a guy to remind me how good my girls look! And now let’s write “Looking for some yummy hot stuff to make my day….” can’t wait to see the hunks who reply to me…
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                                            Frat Party (TG, Forced, Mind Change)

It's just a party man! You know the schtick! Loud music, weird lights and tons of drinks! Plus you might get some action going tonight! The guys hosting it say it will be a crazy one!

Paul's friends told him these things in order to get him to attend the frat party with them. Though when they arrived, no one else seemed to be there, except for them and the rest of the unpopular guys. Suddenly the lights turned pink and they all changed in mere seconds. Turning them into women, wearing oversized male clothes. Then a bunch of naked men from the fraternity entered the room and forced them to their knees. Paul was taken from behind and fucked raw in his new pussy, making him moan like a bitch. From then on Paul, his friends and the unpopular guys joined the fraternity as the cock sluts, who were always ready to party and fuck.

Getting a Girlfriend

A request for Destin309, had some challenges to find the image and do it as I wanted but I think it came out fine. I don't own the image.
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Pete entered the living room, or the small room with a kitchen, couch ,tiny table and seats which he and his roommate called such, before dropping face first into the couch. It had been an exhausting day without a single good thing.

A giggle was heard from the hallway, he knew it was his roommate Jessica who probably was about to let him on the new funny thing she had seen and would make his mood even worse than it currently was. “Hey Pete! It’s about time you got back from your blind date… though I take it things didn’t pan out as you had hoped for right?” Jessica asked with her cheery voice.

“Not at all, it was a disaster. I arrived late, my clothes got dirty on the way there, and the girl was disappointed by my height, said I looked taller on my pictures and had she known she would have shut me down right there.” Pete said, his face still buried on the couch.

“Her loss I say, though you could use some cheering up…” Jessica said while walking towards him. “And what do you have in mind?” Pete asked without moving. “A little something I got from a thrift shop, the lady said it would improve my mood and whomever else’s I wanted, so I need you to get up and look at me.” Jessica said stopping in front of the couch.

Pete sighed and grumbled before doing as asked, raising his head and turning it to face Jessica. “Okay, what is it?” He asked. Jessica showed him what appeared to be a small locket, but it had a circle in the middle, and inside it, a spiral that kept spinning and spinning. “She told me you have to look at the center for a minute for it to work.” Jessica replied while lifting the locket so Pete would look at it. “I really think you got scammed out of whatever you paid for this thing, but sure… I’ll play along.” Pete said staring at the spiral.

The more he looked at it, the more dumber it felt. Everybody knew hypnotism was a farce that magicians made up when they couldn’t come up with any interesting trick. Now, if only he could stop looking at it perhaps his head would stop hurting… probably from getting dizzy looking at the damn thing… “So… are you feeling dizzy?” Jessica asked as she noticed Pete’s displeasure. “Yes I’m feeling dizzy and words are not coming to mind , the headache is killing me… how much longer do I have to stare at it?” Pete answered annoyed.

“Just a little more, the woman said once your head feels weird I should start saying things to you, such as long hair fits you better and red would be a lovely one to have on your pretty head.” Jessica said randomly. Pete chuckled “Sure, my hair would look wonderful if it reached all the way to my back and was crimson.” As he uttered the words, he felt a stronger pain on his head, his hair growing out and turning scarlet. Noticing this, Jessica gasped and pointed at him. “Oh my god! I can’t believe it’s working!” She screamed excitedly. “What do you mean it’s working? There’s no way this little thing could make my hair grow…” Pete replied, not taking his eyes off the spiral, even as his longer hair blocked his view making him swipe it away, though ignoring what had happened.

“Next I think you would look best without a beard, nor that awful chest hair… or any unwanted body hair for a woman!” Jessica gleefully said as Pete’s body hair feel right off, leaving his skin smooth. “Also you body should be smaller and softer, enough to make a girl want to cuddle all day.” With that said, his shoulders shrank, making his frame smaller than Jessica’s. The changes happened so quickly to Jessica’s amusement, while Pete kept ignoring them, as if nothing was happening.

“You know what could be pretty good? If you were a girl, you might just be my type.” Jessica said as the commands made her feel much too powerful, even more as Pete’s body kept changing. His waist shrunk inwards while pushing his hips and chest outwards. Then his ass and chest inflated in unison, both reaching bimbo sizes. His face became rounder and softer, eyes and nose becoming smaller and girlier, his eyebrows thin and trimmed. His lips becoming plumper and perfect for kissing. Then his neck became thinner, his adam’s apple fading as it did, leaving behind a long and lovely neck. Finally he felt his dick and balls sucked into his body, turning into a vagina instead, causing a soft moan to slip between his lips as the change occurred.

Jessica smiled at her creation. While Pete looked at the spiral, unaware of his new female self. “I think Pete doesn’t fit you anymore… I think you should be Piper from now on…” She said to Pete. “Piper sounds good, I like it. Though I still don’t get why you want me to look at this thing.” Piper said with her new feminine and sexy voice. “You know what? I would prefer you stopped thinking about the locket and just enjoyed things like a good girl.” Jessica replied.

Piper then felt her mind becoming emptier and feeling more cheery. “Like, okay Jessica! I am totes a good girl.” She said before giggling. “Well then… how about I get a spin of my new girlfriend?”” Jessica said after placing the locket on the table. Piper smiled and got her arms around Jessica, their faces coming together until their lips met, blending together in a soft and warm kiss which filled Piper’s mind and aroused so much she felt her nipples get erect and her crotch burning, craving to be touched all over by Jessica. No words were required as she felt Jessica’s hands over chest and ass, groping and fondling them, before both fell on the couch, undressing each other before continuing their makeout session. They were all over each other for hours, with Jessica’s lips having covered all of Piper’s body with kisses, before reaching her slit. Jessica’s tongue tasted her rim before slowly entering, twisting and licking her insides to Piper’s moaning, until she came, climaxing with a loud shriek. It was so intense she gasped for air, while Jessica got up smiling. “How about we move to the bedroom so I can teach you some more enjoyable positions?” She asked the dumb girl, who only nodded as she couldn’t speak with how winded she was from her first orgasm.

Jessica smiles and picked her up, showing some surprising strength, as she princess carried Piper to the bedroom while making out. There placing her on the bed, getting on top of he and pushing her down. Turning around and placing her pussy on Piper’s face as she went down on her again. Piper started to lick and suck trying to copy what Jessica was doing to her. The taste of her insides was so sweet and mind numbing she couldn’t stop. Her tongue went so crazy inside Jessica, she heard her moan loudly and stop sucking her. “Ohhh… you picked it up so quickly… but I want us to cum at the same time! Let’s change position...” She said almost having trouble to get Piper out of her pussy. Then turning around and placing her lower lips against Piper’s rubbing them together, grinding them against each other enthusiastically until both were moaning louder and louder, finally climaxing together and embracing each other. Cuddling together before falling asleep on each other's arms.

When morning came, Piper felt groggy and with a headache, it was so odd, she wasn’t sure what was happening nor where she was, but something told her she was quite happy as her body felt so soft and horny… then hearing a voice calling for her. “Come on sleepy head, it’s time you got up! I want to go out on a date with my girlfriend and show her off to everyone!” Jessica said as she approached her, with clothes on hand. “You’re so big I didn’t think anything of mine would fit you so I asked a friend for these, I’m pretty sure they are your size as my hands tend to remember that kind of thing…” She said kissing her on the lips. “Now get ready and come to the kitchen for breakfast… unless you want a quick go before that?” She asked with a devilish smirk. Piper smiled and replied “I totes want to do naughty things right now..” Jessica smiled as she undressed, her girlfriend wanted love and she was going to get it...

Final Change

A bimbofication of a transgirl, first I do, who knows if last. Will depend on future ideas and request as this one was from https://www.deviantart.com/alia12

As usual with tame images, a caption version will be uploaded on my deviantart if you prefer that.
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Some people are born into the wrong gender and struggle due to it. Taking them by surprise when they find out about it, and needing years to fix that unfortunate mistake. Lixy was such a person, but after years of treatments and surgeries she accomplished what she wanted and transitioned successfully. But of course, even though she was now happier than ever, there were still some issues with her current life, which came from her relationship with her girlfriend Megan. They would always argue over getting married, with Lixy having the dream of walking down the aisle while wearing a gorgeous dress. While Megan didn’t really want anything to do with that and keeping their relationship to the fun things only.

Their disputes would get more heated everytime, with each saying words they would regret later, but this was when Lixy said something that hurt Megan so much she walked out on her. Lixy was quite angry as well so she didn’t bother going after her or apologizing at all. As such they didn’t see each other for weeks, neither speaking to the other. But after two months, Megan returned with a bright smile on her face. Lixy wondered why she was back or even smiling and asked her about it. Mega merely pulled out an old pocket watch and held it by the chain, asking Lixy to look at it.

In seconds Lixy became entranced by it, while Megan spoked soft words which resonated inside her mind, suggesting she forgot about all her worries and dreams, and thought only of pink and fun… of being a doll for Megan and give herself to her, without any restriction whatsoever… her brain stopped thinking about anything other than being a bimbo doll for Megan and doing anything she asked of her… From then on she underwent more surgeries to make everything about her bigger… be it her breasts, ass and lips, she was Megan’s happy bimbo doll and nothing more.

College Struggle

A cap requested by theodd12 (https://www.deviantart.com/theodd12) from deviantart, who has a bunch of stuff done themselves and if you haven't read any perhaps you can do that now! I will be uploading the cap version on my deviantart account. Which you can find  link to it and all my past works from other sites here: https://tgjesstales.blogspot.com/2019/05/the-one-list-to-link-it-all.html

 

Walking to the store, opening your wallet to see what you can afford for lunch today, only to find a bunch of spare change that could only get you something under five bucks… this was Nathan’s daily struggle since he entered college.

Of course things weren’t always like this, he once had a nice amount of money to afford books, classes and his daily necessities, but as most college freshmen do, Nathan got distracted by his newfound freedom, spending his money on things he didn’t need, wasting his time fooling around between parties and hanging out with friends, until real life caught up to him and he now had to face his lack of money by himself.

He tried to find a part time job, an apprenticeship or a trade, anything that would allow him to get some money to get to eat again. But unfortunately no one would hire someone who had no work experience. Leaving Nathan a jobless and struggling student. This went on for a couple weeks until a guy approached him. He looked really slim and scrawny, wearing big glasses and a lab coat, as he was handing flyers, looking for people to sign for some experiment.

Nathan had no interest on it until he noticed that there was something written at the bottom of it, promising good money for a one time thing. He stopped and returned to the guy in order to ask more about it. He replied it was nothing more than an experiment for a new drug, looking for test subjects in order to check allergies and for that they needed as many people as possible. After asking a few more things, Nathan was satisfied with it and signed up for the trial. The man handed him a card and told him to head there next week.

It was hard to last another week with so little money, but after this he would be paid a bunch on the spot and that would free him up for some time until he could find something permanent. When the day came, Nathan got up early and arrived at the place as soon as possible, hoping to get it done with and move on. He had to write his name and sign on a bunch of forms and papers. He was then taken to a room and asked to undress. He complied and waited until the glasses guy appeared, he started to explain the effects of the drug in some sciency technical way that not only did he not understand, he didn’t care for.

So he told him to skip the dialogue and move on to the test as being naked wasn’t exactly fun with another guy in the room. The guy searched his pockets and pulled a syringe then asked him to extend his arm. As Nathan did he was pricked by the syringe and then asked how he felt. He replied nothing was off… until he looked into a mirror. His face was swelling up, his lips especially looked three times bigger than before.

He then felt pressure on his chest as it also started to swell up, though his shoulders and waist felt as if they started to compress into themselves. His hips pushed outwards as his butt inflated. His arms and legs lost most of their muscles, though his thighs grew in size with his butt. His throat burnt badly as if there was something on fire that he had swallowed. Finally Nathan felt a sharp pain in his crotch, as his testicles and penis ripped themselves apart, leaving a slit instead.

After the pain had ended Nathan looked down at his body, only to realize he looked nothing like a man. The guy had seen the entire thing and had been writing down everything. Nathan started to scream furiously at him, before gasping at the sound of his feminine voice. The guy then explained what had just happened, the drug worked as expected but they still needed to do a final test, which he had agreed on, though even if he tried to leave, no one would believe he used to be Nathan as he looked nothing like it and no one knew it was possible for a man to change so quickly into a woman. Nathan could do nothing but nod, horrified at what was waiting for him…

As it turned out the next test was a fertility test and to that end Natalie, Nathan’s new identity, was introduced to a very rich and wealthy man who was one of the biggest backers of the project and had been looking for a trophy wife to hopefully impregnate. Every night Natalie would be fucked silly by the man, though during the day he would buy her anything she desired, treating her like a queen. And while Natalie always said she hated her new life to the scientists, her instagram was full of pictures of her loving her new rich and cozy life...

Moving In

A caption request from deviantart about using someone's picture (https://www.deviantart.com/darkevilsonic) and making a story out of it, I enjoyed it and hope you do too! For the caption version: https://www.deviantart.com/tgjess/art/Moving-In-808687669

Louis had just moved into a new place, it had been quite hard but he finally managed to rent a room in a nice house in a much better neighbourhood and for a pretty good price at it! It was just a room but the place was huge and with a pool, all which he would have access to and the only other person living there was the owner and landlord. He was a tall and somber man, always well dressed though something felt off about him… but considering how cheap it was he didn’t think much of it.


Every morning Louis woke up and headed to the bathroom and on the way he would come across the landlord, who would wave at him. He would wave back and head into the bathroom, finding it odd that he was there every morning and the house was so big but again, it wasn’t a big problem. What was a problem though was that recently Louis found his appearance to be not to his liking at all, starting to shave his facial hair and letting his hair grow out.


His routine kept being the same, finding more things to change about himself every time like shaving and waxing all his body hair, wearing smaller clothes and working out to have a better figure. As his landlord noticed this he decided to help him and gave him a little something that would help him, some sort of pills which might help Louis be happier about the way he looked. Louis thanked him and started to take them immediately. By the next month he felt so much better about his new style, wearing tight clothing which revealed his physique and improvements on the important parts… but it still wasn’t enough and thankfully his landlord Jacob had the best idea! He would help him pay for some breast implants to go with his new figure and he would be all the better!


It was so odd how much happier Louis was now, as he no longer waved at Jacob but instead would listen to his calming and soothing words every morning in the hallway before doing his makeup… and changing into a nice dress to show off his new breasts and make Jacob happy too by giggling at his words and then naughty ideas he had…


A year later after moving, no one remembered anything about Louis, though everyone knew about Jacob’s ditzy and bimbo wife Lois who would always wear tight dresses and would do anything for her husband Jacob, blowing him happily every morning like a good bimbo wife should and without spilling a single drop, swallowing that hot, sticky and yummy load.