MTF

Little Muse

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“Laugh at their jokes,” Malcolm whispered in my ear threateningly, squeezing my waist for emphasis. I giggled and he relaxed his grip. He began telling his own story of some business conquest he made in Taiwan through brilliant negotiation skills. I knew how he REALLY got these things, and it sure wasn’t his cunning charm. … Read more

Selling Cookies

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“I’m just wearing shorts and sandals; why’d that old lady tell me to dress up? You’re literally wearing the same thing!” “Shorts and sandals, huh?” Kyle responded. He had to suppress a smirk as his clueless friend looked over his own outfit. Kyle tried not to let on what was going on. Mitch kept walking … Read more

Whatever

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“Oh my God, what are you doing to my body!” Teresa shrieked in my voice. I had forgotten how high my old voice could go,not that I was hitting Mariah Carey notes before. Teresa sure loved to make my body sound squeaky. “Hey, hey, hey, for this experiment to work, the therapist said that we … Read more

Dirty Club Mirror

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Rudy stumbled into the first restroom he could find to get a good look at himself. Just from the wobble to the ladies’ room, Rudy knew that his new body was busty and curvy. It probably would’ve been easier to get a body already near the restroom instead of hopping into her in the middle … Read more

Violin Recital

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Jacob put his finger to my forehead and told me to close my eyes while he did this, but I just had to have a look. I looked up at him and realized he had his eyes closed, but in pain. I kept my gaze focused on his eyes as they lowered closer and closer … Read more

Quick Squeeze

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‘What’s ME being in your wife’s body got to do with YOU swimming?’ I asked Derrick, panting a bit from the swim. ‘Relax a little, guy. Look at all the babes you wouldn’t get to look at if your wife was ACTUALLY here.’ Derrick just stared at me. I could tell he was having trouble … Read more

Commuter

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‘And the fuck are you looking at?’ Alex shot the only other man on the train a venomous look. Ever since spontaneously becoming a woman, he had to deal with all sorts of issues, and it was stressing him to a breaking point. At first, Alex thought it was fun and games to wear revealing … Read more

Birthday Dinner

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"You're not going to your own birthday party?" Edward asked his sister, Michelle. "I have an exam literally the next day, and I know if I go, Emily will make me take shots with her, and, ugh." "And these are your friends?" Edward responded. "You don't get it; they planned the whole night I can't just bail. Buuuut, if I fail out of med school Mom and Dad will freak, so it's an easy choice." Edward nodded in confirmation, but he was going to nod no matter what Michelle said. He loved taking her form, but his parents wont let him use his shapeshifting powers until he turned 18. With his sister covering for him, he knew there was no chance he'd get caught. A few hours later, Edward was staring awkwardly around the room as a bunch of people he didn't know sang him "Happy Birthday." His dress was squeezing his boobs, and he thought he was wearing a little too much makeup. His sister explained this was one of the few days she could wear 'full glam', whatever that meant. "Happy Birthday dear Michelle, Happy Birthday to you..." the choir of attractive men and women finished singing. He blew the candle out slowly as everyone cheered; for a moment, he understood why Michelle loved going out every night. Edward looked around, unsure of what to do next. It seemed like all the girls had begun talking amongst themselves. The girl closest to him scooched up real close to him, pressing her body against his. "Oh my God, Michelle, you're not going to believe who just pulled up in the same color as Melissa. Shoes and everything." Edward could only squirm, not used to having a girl excitedly rub up on him as she gossiped away. He sipped away at his drink to avoid talking. This ended up being a common tactic for him throughout the night. Tipsy was an understatement. Edward quickly forgot about the high heels and lashes. All he cared about now was who he was dancing with next.

“You’re not going to your own birthday party?” Edward asked his sister, Michelle. “I have an exam literally the next day, and I know if I go, Emily will make me take shots with her, and, ugh.” “And these are your friends?” Edward responded. “You don’t get it; they planned the whole night I can’t … Read more

Strip Poker

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It was a typical Tuesday night for the group of friends. They got together to play Poker and have a couple of brews. One of the typical participants, however, had been caught cheating last week, Chris. Now, whenever Chris hung out with his friends, his girlfriend would change his body so he couldn’t go out … Read more

Stairs in Heels

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"Nah, you think this is funny?" Damarri huffed, glaring at his girlfriend Rachel with as much disdain as he could muster through the heavy makeup he was wearing. He was already infuriated that he had to climb 11 flights of stairs in a waist trainer and heels, but his girlfriend's giggling the whole way up only made his blood boil even more. The drama began earlier in the day at Rachel's mom's house while preparing for a baby shower. As Rachel and her mom put the finishing touches on their makeup, Rachel's phone rang. "Babe, can you pick that up for me? It's probably Britt asking where we are; tell her like 5 more minutes," Rachel shouted to Damarri without taking her eyes off her own reflection. Damarri searched for the phone; he found it and answered. It was a short call, Damarri figured that Brittany was expecting Rachel. "Power went out at her apartment building, she just wants us to bring some extra ice." "Ain't that some nonsense? She's what, 20th floor?" Rachel's mom shouted from the other room. Rachel just rolled her eyes. Over the next few minutes, Damarri swore he smelled chemicals coming from somewhere in the house. He didn't make much of it, but as the trio walked out the door, the smell became overpowering, and suddenly he fainted. When Damarri awoke, the first thing he felt was how heavy his eyelids were. When he fluttered them open, he saw the familiar face of his girlfriend and another familiar face, his own. Over the course of the car ride to the baby shower, both women tried to convince Damarri that they had nothing to do with this, but Damarri was having none of it. When the car screeched to a halt, Rachel's mom practically sprang out of the car in Damarri's youthful body. She was already opening the trunk to pull the ice out before Damarri could get both heels on the ground. He waddled away from the car on unsteady legs and looked up at the enormous apartment highrise in front of him. "Don't rush it. I don't need you all sweaty in my nice wig," Rachel's mom said sternly to him before walking into the building with a bag of ice on each shoulder.

“Nah, you think this is funny?” Damarri huffed, glaring at his girlfriend Rachel with as much disdain as he could muster through the heavy makeup he was wearing. He was already infuriated that he had to climb 11 flights of stairs in a waist trainer and heels, but his girlfriend’s giggling the whole way up … Read more