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….

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!

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.

Three Short Caps Once More

So I was trying to do other stuff and it kinda went over my head how much work I would have to put into it. That being said, it will still happen, though unsure when, so instead back to doing some short caps!


                                         More Fun (TG, MTF, Magic)

I know what you are thinking… how great men think it would be to have three women craving their cock… sharing it between them as they use their tongues and mouths to please him… but instead of wishing you were the one being please you imagine yourself as one of the girls… who want to kiss a big dick… to suck it and be on your knees as you wait for his seed to cover you…


That was what me and my friends thought when we watched such scenes… and after discussing between ourselves what would be better, we decided to give it a try, using a spell to turn us into women and find ourselves a hunk to pleasure. And after doing it we all came to the same conclusion… pleasing him was much better than being pleased by women….

Van Trouble (MTF, Magic, Punishment)

“I can’t believe this! Now of all times did my van have to break down! It was just another simple job as a mover! Get this stuff from point A to point B without anything breaking! And I would have done it if it wasn’t for that crazy dude who ran over a red light and forced me to hit the breaks! But would the woman listen to me? NO! She was so pissed her old jar of some country was broken that she just threw a fit at me! Saying I was a moron for not being careful enough… and that’s when I messed up and told her that a woman like her would be worse at the job and wouldn’t be able to deal with things even half as well as I did…”


“This proved to be a mistake as she smiled and snapped her fingers, in seconds a cloud of smoke engulfed me and when I looked down I was a woman wearing this really tight latex top and pants while wearing heels! I shrieked and shouted what was wrong with her, but she merely laughed and told me that if I could take this new vase from her house to her club without breaking it and in under an hour, she would turn me back… but of course my van had to break down as I was halfway through! I called for a mechanic… he sounded so happy when hearing my girlish voice assuring me he would be here in mere moments… but I still need to check if the vase is still fine… otherwise I’m stuck like this forever… though if the mechanic is hot enough I might not mind it at all…”

 
                                              The Question (MtF, Willing, Magic)
 

When you look at me, what do you see? A woman being forced and ravaged by stronger and bigger men? Someone in an awful situation? Who is unable to escape? Or do you feel I’m someone lucky who you wished to change places with? I used to be that way until I was asked the same question… I was ashamed of it but still all I could mutter was a simple “I do wish to be her…” and in that moment the world around me shifted, everything blended together and when I came to I was surrounded by men, inside the body you see now, being handled by them… and I love it… so if you wish for it all you have to do is nod and say it… that you also wish to be like me…

A Little Update and Plugging

Phrasing! Now that that's out of the way, I have finally done what I intended to do from the start, post on deviantart! https://www.deviantart.com/tgjess

Which is where I got my name from as initially I wanted other names but they were taken unfortunately and after some trial and error found Jess and settled for it, though it has grown on me since.

But the point of this post is that I have been posting old stories in cap form to make them available for download in an easier manner and try my hand at them, so here are a few I have done, with the rest there as I will be posting them in the coming days when I get around to making them.


                                                         New Life (TG, Magic, MtF)

       Better Get Used (TG, Bodysuit, MtF)

                                                                                                        

Helping A Friend (Bodysuit, TG, MtF)

 

                                                     The Blue Door (MtF, TG, Magic)

                                             The Bunny Bomb (MtF, TG, Bunny, Bimbo, Science)

                                          If I Fall It's Over (MtF, TG, Punishment, Magic)

Considering 40K Four Images Seem Fitting

So, it's actually a stand alone with some relation to a three part story but still... it counts! Right? I will take that as a yes.

I have been working on other stuff which will hopefully be worthwhile, as there's so much to do! But I think these caps are fine, if not feel free to tell me otherwise as I was in this sort of positive mood.


                                        Finally Went Out (MtF, Accident)

Danielle's heart was thumping so hard it felt like it would leap out of her chest. She had spent the last couple weeks cooped cup in her house, never leaving, buying everything on the internet and paying for it by card, never fully opening her door for anyone to see her, barely enough to take her packages. But after getting fed up with herself she decided to take control of her life, getting a pair of slippers, old sport pants and a long-sleeved shirt that her sister had left last time she had stayed, it was such a weird one as the sleeves were the only long thing, leaving her stomach uncovered for all to see… but as it was the only shirt that fit her now it would have to do.

Walking to the convenience store that was close-by, feeling the stares of everyone around piercing holes on her back, butt and face. She had never felt so embarrassed or ashamed before in her life, but she needed to get used to it… there wasn’t anything else to do but put up with it and man up. Entering the store and picking a basket to place her items, having to bend over to pick it up, she could have sworn she heard a camera going off, yet she didn’t see anyone with a phone or camera after turning around, though she knew no guy would be as dumb to still be there after taking a sneak shot. Sighing before walking down the aisles, picking the stuff she needed, before reaching the bakery section, all these things that she had always loved and wished to try making herself but she hadn’t been able to as everyone would mock her for acting so feminine and unfitting for someone like her, but considering her situation this should be allowed now… shouldn’t it?

She grabbed a bunch, filling the basket with them before heading to the cashier. The man barely said anything as he scanned the products, glancing at Danielle every now and then, not being the most subtle about it, but by this point she felt a bit more calm with it. As the cashier told her the amount she took her wallet out to pay, grabbing the money but as she did her Driver’s License fell on top of the counter. The man grabbed it so fast that Danielle couldn’t react at all, the man smiled while raising it up towards her as if to hand it to her but getting her name and address as he did. “Here you are Miss Daniel… Stern….” The man’s voice and expression changed as he read the name and noticed the bald and hulking man on the picture, recognizing him as the car mechanic that had been in an accident last month.

Danielle blushed hard, snatching the Driver’s License from the man’s hand and dropping the money on the counter before darting out of the place, almost losing her balance from swinging the bags while speed walking on slippers. There was no way she could ever show herself there again, having to call her sister to drive her to another convenience store in town, as her car was totalled in the accident that caused the changes to her body and life.

                                                   The Diary (MtF, Accident)

Day one of life adaptation.

So… my doctor suggested that I write down how I feel with all this…

After all it’s not everyday that you are driving the company truck, moving some “top secret project” to another facility and the thing spontaneously combusts and blows up, destroying the truck and all the cars around at the time, yet killing no one… instead causing us to be “infected” with whatever was the project, slowly producing changes to our bodies… until we looked nothing like our old male selves did.

The company had to pay for the damage caused to all of us and the city, which they did surprisingly though with a small clause… which has us report or call one of their doctors to check up on us and whether we experienced any other changes. Considering they were the ones responsible for this, it made sense they would be the only ones who could tell what was the thing and how to use the studies, so we all agreed and settled it outside of court.

But that is too much info for a first entry I guess… so all I can say is, I need new clothes and this sucks bad…


Day three



So… forgot to do one yesterday… great start I know… but it’s not like there was much to say, spent the day learning how to take care of my new body… the amount of things women have to do is insane, from taking care of your hair, unwanted body hair, makeup and clothes… OH MY GOD! The clothes… I spent over three hours trying on clothes one after the other, like there was no end to it. I would have preferred to buy some sweat pants and shirts, but my mom had other ideas, had me get everything from cute tops to short skirts, hot pants, tight jeans, pullovers, heels, flats, gym pants, dresses, it was just never ending… though I must admit some of them were actually pretty… and they did feel nice as I wore them.... But anyways, I’m not telling any of that to anyone else… after all, who knows when I will turn back into a man…

Day seven

So… a full week has gone by! And as such I thought it made sense to write here again! So much to catch on! I have been getting better at this whole dressing up thing, feeling better about my appearance even outside, people tend to look my way and smile back when I do! It’s weird to think I can do things like that without looking like a creep or something… also a new guy moved next door. His name’s Eric and he is quite the attractive man… doesn’t take one to be gay to notice that, plus he has been really cool about everything, even after I told him all about me and how I was in that accident that appeared on the news. He said that all that mattered was that I was fine with myself and that he would help me if I ever needed anything, so sweet, I’m sure he must have banged lots of women with those words, and it must be second nature to him as he said it without any thought to the fact that I used to be a man and he knew, but regardless gonna be hanging out with him tomorrow, watch a game, drink some beers, some good old fun that I could really use...

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Day ten

Can’t believe I’m still doing this but whatever, not like I have much else to do… had my weekly check up with the doc… everything perfect… they have no idea how to turn me back… totally expected so I called Eric to hang out again, went to a pool parlour… kicked his ass into oblivion, had a few laughs and drank some more… one would think that they would forbid me from drinking alcohol or any substances like that but considering they have nothing to work with they are banking on anything having some reaction that gives them a clue, instead saying I’m as healthy as I could be and that there are no traces of anything, pondering on the possibility things just don’t affect me as they used to and I’m healthier than ever before… so cheers to that I say! Also called my mom to let her know I was fine and all… these last few days I have only been talking with three people and while I kinda want to be more outgoing, I also think it’s fine to keep being just Eric and me on our night outs, after all, neither of us has other friends around.

Day fifteen

OH MY GOD! I just can’t believe what happened! Like, first thing I know I’m there with Eric, having fun like we do, drinking and telling each other terrible jokes, making fun of our awful jobs despite the fact I am living off the settlement money I got, and then I tried to walk to the bathroom, Eric raising his legs to be a funny dick, I tried to walk over them but in my tipsy state I tripped and fell on top of him, hitting him on the ribs, yet instead of being apologetic or caring for it, we both burst out laughing, my head burrowed on his chest to muffle my awful laugh while he got his arms around me, telling me I was hurting his ribs… as I hoisted my head from his chest and my face was so close to his we stared into each other’s eyes and I… felt something I had never felt before, like I wanted to give myself to the moment and without realizing I kissed him!

When I came to his eyes were still closed, enjoying the kiss as much as me! I was so taken aback I jumped off him and grabbed my shoes before leaving, I have no idea what I said to him as I did… taking this diary and writing on it to help me understand what I just did! It was so weird and dumb! So so so dumb! And it had to be with Eric, who knows full well I used to be a guy! Once he sobers up he will be so pissed… he might break up our friendship… and all because I’m such a moron when I drink… though I can’t stop thinking about how good that kiss felt...

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Day twenty

So… had my check up with the doctor…. and told her everything… about what I have been doing, how I have felt and about Eric… she was so surprised when I told her how I felt about him, asking me if I had ever been attracted to men before, if I thought this was part of the changes and honestly… I didn’t know… I had been running from Eric for the last days, always leaving before he arrived and returning once he was gone to his work, messing my schedule worse than ever before…

He messaged me, asking to meet up, but I didn’t want to go… it would be too much for me if he tossed me aside… if he told me he didn’t want to have anything to do with me ever again… it got so bad I called my mom and fessed up everything, her voice went from joy to caring and understanding, giving me words of encouragement I honestly never expected to get from her… then he called once more and after being assured by my mom so much... I took the call, we chatted for a bit, catching up without either saying anything about it, until he asked to see me… I doubted myself, trying to think of a way out… but finally cave in and agreed on a date tomorrow… I don’t know what will happen but I’m so nervous I can’t sleep at all…

Day Twenty two

I guess this will be my last entry into this diary as I don’t think it’s what I need anymore, though I must admit getting my thoughts together in written form helped me way more than I would have expected when the doctor suggested it to me, but I have to stop now, for I have no more use for this anymore, since I now have the doctor, Miss Tessmaker, my mom… and the love of my life, Eric to listen to me.

The date went so well, I entered expecting him to be upset, yet he was beaming at the sight of me, making it clear from the moment I sat down he wanted to make things straight between us, telling me he was fine with my past but that he would prefer to be part of my future… our future… together… it just melted me so badly… We left the dinner and went back home, spending the rest of the day sharing our love with one another, it was like nothing I had ever experienced…

Waking up besides Eric, sleeping all night as he embraced me, it made me happier than ever before… we then talked about it during breakfast and we agreed on moving in together, trying things out before taking the next step which he had already thought about, but I suggested we waited a bit, if only so people could get used to calling me Naomi before attending our wedding!

But there’s still time before that happens, so I’m handing my diary to the doctor, so she can show it to others who are going through this, so they know that the accident wasn’t the end of their lives… but the start of a new one… which could be happier than the one they had just like mine is.

My Devilish Master/Husband and Silly Goose

So I have met this lovely person over on discord and on his server which is a fun place though still trying to really get the feel for things as it's hard to juggle life with writing and add to that a server and things can get out of hand fast, but in case you want to jump into the fun here's the thing! https://discord.gg/KXhYFn6

As for who this lovely man is... he is the devil! Or at last he likes to be called that... he might be a fan of that DC show... though I haven't asked... regardless he is a very fun person with some quirks but he is more than open to writing too! Here's his thing on Deviantart: https://www.deviantart.com/masterlucifersatan

He enjoys turning people into lovely girls so if you want drop him a note or comment and he will get back to you. Now for the fun caps!

                                              Sexcretary (MtF, Contract, Science, Secretary)

I was so excited, it was my first time joining such a big company, I had worked hard at so many places that just paid so little and overworked me to death, and after so many attempts I had finally managed to land a job at Lucifer’s Dolls Co. a company that is the lead on cutting end technology that is years ahead of anything anyone else on the market. Especially on nanotechnology and medical equipment for labs and hospitals.

That being said, I was merely admitted as an office worker, taking care of paperwork and menial tasks, handling the schedule of people above me and getting whatever they needed, be it equipment, substances, or just something like food and coffee.

But much to my surprise, my work impressed the higher ups and soon enough I was called to the office of the CEO of the company, the man himself Lucifer. He was imposing, a tall ebony man with an impeccable physique, he looked more like a bodybuilder than the head of a company, much less the founder of it.

He eyed me up and down, as if he was measuring me. The moment I got close to his desk, he got up from his seat while smiling and gestured towards a chair. “Please take a seat Mr. Garfunkle.” He said in his deep and smooth voice, it was such a commanding and charismatic one that I could only do as he had asked. “What was your name again?” “It’s James sir.” I replied.

“I see, it’s fine if I call you that right James?” I nodded as he quickly kept talking. “So as you might know James, at my company we try to make our staff feel appreciated and we strive to ease their work by hiring the right people who make it possible, and you James, have been really good at that, so good that I think you should get a promotion one where you will get to shine with your skills and make a very important person’s work that much easier… I mean mine of course.” He said while laughing.

My face beamed at the mention, as being the CEO’s assistant would certainly be a much better job than my current one. “Thank you so much for considering me for the spot sir! I certainly won’t let you down and I will do my best to work even harder than I do now!” I happily said as I heard the news.” He smiled before speaking again. “Well James I’m glad you are so excited but there’s a little thing I would need you to do so you can take the position as my assistant… since a man like you wouldn’t really fit what a man like me is expected to have for a secretary…” My heart sunked as he said this.

“But… there is something you could do to fix that, making you perfect for the job, even better as it will bring you a good number of bonuses if you so accept it. All you have to do is sign here and I will take care of the rest for you.” He said while placing a contract and a pen in front of me. It read what my new position would entail and how much more I would earn, plus all the perks I would get from being the person closest to the big boss, just that there was a strange clause at the bottom. “Excuse me… but what exactly does the DNA Sequencer do? And how does using it make me better for the job?” I asked, not understanding what it was nor why I was required to consent to using it as part of getting the job.

“Well, it’s a rather new invention I have been working on with the other scientists from the company which is intended to improve people's lives by removing all the defects they might have or things they want to change about themselves, it’s still in the testing phase but so far the results have been astonishing, and in this case you would be giving me control over the changes that I would do to your body, now you don’t have to worry about anything James, as I will not do anything you wouldn’t want me to, plus the pay and benefits will more than make it worthwhile in the end, I assure you won’t regret it.” He said again in his charming deep voice, if I had been into men I would have fallen for him right then and there, but instead just looked at the contract once more, and thought of all I could do with the money and the benefits such as expensive hotels on popular vacation spots free of charge, clothing, a new office for me, and great medical care, again free of charge.

I took the pen and signed it, hearing him clap loudly as I did. “Excellent! Now, let’s head to the Sequencer shall we?” He asked while getting up and pushing a button on his desk, suddenly the walls split open and revealed a white room with a capsule on the middle of it. “This here is my baby, it will mold you into a perfect version of yourself, all you have to do is enter, just make sure to undress first and don’t worry as I will have a new set of clothing waiting for you.” He said while signaling me to it.

I walked until I was next to it, while Lucifer headed to a control panel, pressing a bunch of buttons as the capsule opened. I removed my clothes before getting into it, it closed as he pressed a bunch of things at the panel. As I stood inside naked I could hear the machine making sounds, then a light flashing me as it went from my head to my toes, probably scanning me, beeping once it finished. “Okay James, you will now feel some cold arms and some needles prickling you but there’s nothing to worry about as the effects will be painless and immediate.” Lucifer said loudly for me to hear.

In a couple of seconds what he had said came true, as the mechanical sounds of arms started to caress my skin while prickling me with needles, which left behind an itch that faded as fast as it had appeared, yet making my body feel hotter… my skin burned while my chest felt a pressure building on it. I could hear my bones cracking and shifting positions, making me smaller in every way, my height shortening as I noticed the capsule getting bigger. My ass grew bigger with my hips and thighs, while my waist became thinner. The pressure on my chest finally being released as two breasts erupted forward. I felt my nose getting smaller, while my lips became bigger and plumper, all my body hair fell off making my skin soft and smooth. My hair growing longer and turning blonde while my body shifted into an hourglass figure. Finally my male member and adams apple disappearing into me, a feminine slit being left behind between my legs.

As the capsule opened and I was able to walk I was in awe at my appearance, I was a stunning blonde doll, one that any man would love to have by his side. Lucifer then walked towards me, smiling as he scrutinised my body with his eyes. “I knew you would come out looking just wonderfully James… Or should I say Jess? Yes… I like that more, and I’m sure you do too thanks to the mind changes… don’t worry they are only to help you adjust faster to your new body and new tasks… so how about you get started on your first one?” He asked as he dropped his pants and underwear, revealing his huge cock which was erected. I couldn't believe the size of it but even worse, I couldn’t believe how turned on I was by it, dropping to my knees and taking it into my mouth, grabbing it with my hands as I tried to take it deeper into my throat. Lucifer merely placed his hands on my head and helped me with my bobbling as I gag from being full of it. “Oh Jess you are so good with you mouth! I think my first load is coming! Now take it all in dear!” He said as his cock twitched in my mouth, shooting his load into me, filling me up with his seed and taste. As I swallowed and cleaned what little had overflowed, he caressed my head and whispered into my ear. “The job is yours and I know you will love it. Now let’s go to have some more fun on my desk, shall we?” Picking me up with his strong arms and taking me to his desk for the first of many fucking sessions we had on top of it.

From then on my life changed forever, I was Jess, Mister Lucifer’s personal sexcretary that he took everywhere and would use at any chance. And I just loved my job so much I never complained or asked for anything but being next to him as much as I could, never really entering my own office ever, at least without him.

The First of Many Like This!

If you are only interested in the cap scroll past this, otherwise enjoy a silly write up.

So, a couple months ago I asked someone for their permission to use their setting for a TG story, now you might think this is because I can't write my own... and you would be mistaken!

But in all seriousness, this setting is one that you might have seen around, the TG Mall. I came across Marisa's or as she used to be called MTBProduction's works when I first found deviantart and searched for TG content, as I was just getting into it. From the moment I saw her content I was captivated by it. They might have been drawings depicting transformations in few panels, but I loved it so much that I decided to follow this person, knowing I would enjoy anything they did, and suffice to say my decision was the right one as every new piece she uploaded was something I loved, as she tried her hands at some stories in between her art, then getting into caps which are what she has mostly uploaded since. (Here's a link to her deviantart page.)

Since then she has tried many concepts, one offs and some short series which are just as good such as the "Simply Sequin" series which is my second favorite, her "Girlfriend in a Box" which is a fun concept, her ever present Zombimbos, and her current one the "Pretty Princess Castle". And while they are all great and memorable, whenever I think of her and go back to her works the TG Mall is the first that comes to mind. This might be my obsession with it caused by the fact that it was the first content that I found which satisfied my growing cravings and left such a mark on both my enjoyment and the way I write as my style always tries to touch on what I love from her, despite not being what I meant the story to be about.

So with that in mind, finding images that reminded me of this beloved universe and trying to write something only produced the same result, a desire to take a stab at this thing I have admired since I started reading TG content. And after much thought I finally did it, sent a note to them introducing myself and asking permission to work on what I love. Which they allowed me to! But being something I hold so dear I had trouble deciding how to go about it, making draft after draft and feeling they weren't good enough. To the point a really long time has passed since I was allowed to work on it! So now I want to make things right, explaining why this means so much and I wanted to live up to my expectations for it. With all that said I hope you enjoy it and if you like this theme and have never read any of Marisa's lovely writing style here's the link again so you can't miss it!

Once more! https://www.deviantart.com/mtbproductions/gallery/

And now for the cap.

                                               The TG Mall (TG, MtF, Clothing, TG Mall)

Jack was bored out of his mind. It was a Sunday eve and there was nothing to do. His friends had long left while he remained at his place, trying to find anything entertaining on tv or his pile of unplayed games he had bought on a whim. Yet everything felt bleak to him, forcing him to turn it off and search for something else to do. Getting up from his couch and walking to his room to get dressed. On the way there he spotted a pamphlet for a new mall opening in town, it claimed to be unlike anything seen before and that men would get products free of charge at their stores.


He thought of it for a few seconds before making up his mind, after all what harm was there in free stuff? Plus he might even get to pick so chicks up! With that out of the way, he began to dress, being ready for any encounter he might have, as he looked as sharp as he could, and in his opinion… that was quite good. Driving his car to the mall. As he got off and noticed all the women walking out, he knew he had made the right choice, though they all walked by him and giggled as he made his way inside.


As he checked the place it looked quite like any other of it’s type, though with a very big female number of customers and staff, with not a man in sight. Smiling at a group of women a shout and a tug pulled him out of his attempt of alluring them with his charm. “Hello sir! I see you have yet to receive any of the freebies that we are handing out and we can’t have that stand! Please come with me so we can change that and make it right!” The woman pulling at his arm said. She was quite beautiful and well endowed, her body oozing sexuality from every pore. It was this which made him follow her without struggle, though her grip was much stronger than he expected from a girl like her.


The store in question was a clothing one, though all the merchandise was for women and girls alike. At which Jack had to ask. “I’m sorry but I don’t think anything you could give me here would really be something I like or want…” He said as the woman took her to a dressing room. “Don’t be silly! I know we have exactly the thing to make you leave with a smile! Now go and try this out!” The woman said while pushing Jack inside and removing his shirt and handing him a red bra.


Jack was befuddled at what had happened, throwing the bra to the ground before trying to open the door, but despite trying his best, it wouldn’t budge in any way. He started to shout and bang at the door with his fists but the only reaction on the other side was that of giggles at his plight. As he prepared to charge into the door with his shoulder, he felt something crawling up his leg, and as he looked down terror filled his eyes. The bra was moving up like it had a mind of it’s own and a way to move. Jack tried to smack it off, but instead it stuck to his arm and as he raised it up, the bra slid the strap down until meeting his chest and slapping to his other arm, forcing itself onto him.


It felt as if it was crushing his chest, the straps compressing his sides into a much smaller frame, though his chest seemed to swell. He tried to rip it off the front with both hands, but the moment they touched it, a jolt was sent from his fingers to his head, making his body hair fall, while his hands became daintier and soft, with long and thin fingers that included perfectly manicured nails. He let go off the bra to stare in shock at the sight of his hands, only to notice his arms lose it’s muscle mass until feminine arms were left behind. Though it only lasted until his vision was blocked by his brown hair growing so long he had to get it out of his eyes, seeing it grow well past the bra.


His panic reaching it’s peak when his waist pushed inwards, causing his ass and hips to expand, his thighs becoming thicker to fit with his ass. His face then burned and cracked as it reshaped itself into one a stunning woman would have. The changes ending with his male genitalia being sucked inside, leaving behind a slit and a wave of pleasure that drowned his mind until all manly thoughts were washed away until Jackie emerged instead.


She checked herself in the mirror before fixing her hair, then giggling and saying aloud. “You can let me out now sis, cause Jackie is ready to rock it out like one of the gals!” The new girl said, hearing the door unlocking itself and the woman giggling outside. “Oh you look great! I knew that bra would fit you so well! I think we can now move to a top fitting your chest, what do you say?” The woman asked Jackie who merely smiled and strutted outside, she needed a killer top to go with her tight pants!

30K with A Post About Third Things

So 30K feels like a good time to do that third part about that thing I used to do and never

got around to doing. But I will try to revisit this… eventually as I try to make a world and 

sequels a thing now that I have this place to play with.

The first one, which funny enough was my third story ever.

https://opentgc.com/post/UG9zdDo0YTA2MGQ5Mjk5YmJjZjgxYTQ1ZGJhMDE2YzUz

YjUxMg==

The second one

https://opentgc.com/post/UG9zdDpiOTFkMDk2MjBmMWU5YTNjYjUxODI5ODY3NiYjA5Yg==

                                        The Company 3 (MtF, Pill, Science, The Company)

“Are we rolling? Cool! Let me introduce myself then! Hi everyone! I’m Doctor Denison,

but my friends call me Debby! I’m the head of the R&D department at the company! I

joined this company five years ago when it was just starting and trying to break into the

pharmaceutical market, trying to find cheaper alternatives to the usual products that

you can find on pharmacies, when they hired me that was my main research, though 

in order to work for them I requested I was given free reign to do my own research at the

labs whenever I wanted, considering how small the company was and that I was the 

youngest and brightest candidate in the market they couldn’t refuse my demand and as

such I started to work on the project that had always called to me the most, which 

was gender correction! I’m sure you must have met someone who was born in the wrong

gender and has struggled with it since the moment they realized what caused it, and I was

one of them!”

“So while I managed to cut expenses on a few of the usual products, the research which

advanced the most was my own personal project, though unfortunately they denied me the

budget to have test subjects and I had to do all the exams on myself, so I needed to have 

some rest between prototypes. A pill that would allow me to become a woman permanently

in body as I was in soul. Of course it didn’t work from the get go… as my coworkers watched

my face be that of a woman while my body was that of a man, then the opposite… then only

have breasts on a male body… then only male genitalia on what could be called a beautiful

female one… but finally I got the right dosage and the pill worked! The company higher ups

where dumbfounded as I presented my findings, making my project the main one and raising

the budget through the roof, with tons of new volunteers to try it."

"Though of course, as there are so many differences between people the pill doesn’t always

work as quickly or painlessly as it did with me, which is why we are still working out the kinks,

though even at the current prototype stage we get thousands of orders daily, despite the price

and the occasional side effect. But regardless, know that the pill works perfectly to the last

detail, in fact I will be taking a leave in a couple months, once my belly starts to grow… since

I found out with my fiance that we are going to become parents! And as exciting as it is, the

company still requests we get a proper replacement for me, and that’s the point of this video.

If you are still skeptical about it or want to find out more about the job, please send your

resume to the company, even if you don’t make the cut to be my temporary replacement 

we are always looking for more valuable individuals to add to our growing staff!”