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Beach Body Surfing

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Zack was kayaking towards one of the Micronesian islands when he got a storm came in quickly and hit him hard. He lost consciousness and was pulled deep into the ocean. Under the dark seas, he glimpsed upon a green glow which was heading towards him before he lost consciousness. Zack woke up later surprised thinking he had gone to heaven. He realized that he was in the ocean, but he didn’t need to breathe. Zack could feel that he was a liquified version of himself. He could form different shapes with a thought using his body. Zack moved through the ocean quickly before arriving at the coast of the beach he had left from. There he spotted a blonde buxom babe wearing the skimpiest red bikini he had ever seen. She was about to get into the water. Thoughts of lust engulfed Zack as he proceeded closer to her. When he arrived next to her, Zack dragged her down deeper into the ocean. He split himself into two and solidified his shaft into an 8 inch pleasure rod. Sliding her bikini to the side, he entered her folds slamming himself into her while his other body proceeded to slam his shaft into her mouth while he fondled her firm chest. Just as he climaxed, he felt himself shooting into her taking up her body. When he was done, he realized that he was now her. All of her memories were his and he knew everything about her. He was the new Samantha, and she was horny.

The Stickers

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I ran into Jonathan’s room as soon as he left for his road trip. There it was, the safe! I approached the safe with caution so that I don’t move anything else in his room. I started to turn the dial: 23-11-49… Click! The safe’s lock unlatched and its door popped open a little. I knew it! Of course that wasn’t any random number on that sticky note! They were the numbers for the safe! Read more

Arranged marriage

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“C’mon Anna, smile a little more, today is your wedding, it should be the happiest day of your life”-My mother said as she brushed my hair, and I was thinking about how I came into this crazy situation.
This is year 2050, and I really don’t know why, arranged marriages became legal and quite popular in western countries about 25 years ago, in fact homosexual arranged marriages are as common as heterosexual ones, cause most parents that arrange a wedding really don’t care about the preference of their children.
The sad story of my life is that my family agreed on marry me with the son (or daughter) of a really rich businessman before we both were born. After few months we were born: Two males, but our families didn’t care.
Andrew (my future husband) and I were at first friends despite we lived in different cities, two happy children that didn’t care about their parents’ complots. This changed as we reached puberty, then I began to hate the idea of being married just because my parents wanted to, and I hated more to marry a man, because we were both heterosexual. Andrew didn’t care too much about marrying me, but he said his father that he preferred if I was a woman, so he bribed my parents make me pass through a sex change, and they accepted.
As I was under-age I had no right to refuse, so my only choice was trying to run away, but I was caught. Then began my living hell: My parents treated me since then as Anna, their “little princess”, they forced me to take pills and hire a “teacher” to teach me (or better said, force me) to act as a delicate girl. As I was 20, I went under a sex change and I had a fully functional vagina, that could even give birth (I’m pretty sure that my parents loved that part).
And now I’m here, three years later, in the day of my wedding, sad of being just a puppet, while I’m walking to the altar to become Andrew’s loving wife for the rest of my life.

My beautiful girlfriend

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As I walked into my apartments I stumbled upon my beautiful girlfriend, wearing nothing but sexy lingerie. She had this look of lust and passion on her face. I dropped my suitcase on the floor and aproached her slowly. I embraced my sexy little girfriend and kissed her on the lips. I love her and I don’t care what other people says. Read more

What is it with the weird questions?

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I seriously don’t understand. Everyone acts all weird around me. They keep asking me weird questions like “Do you remember anything?”, “did it hurt?”, or things like “do you like guys now?”, “how does it feel?”. I don’t know what they are talking about. I’ve always liked guys. Sometimes I feel like my friends treat me like one of the guys. Which is weird, especially for a girl like me. Read more

Melissa’s Journal

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“Okay, okay, I believe you. Somehow, you are my friend Mel. I just…how does something like this happen? I mean you went away to college and come back a smoking hot blonde chick?” Gene asked. This beautiful busty blonde had invited him into her car to talk, and then told him she was his best friend, and proved it by telling Gene things that Gene knew Mel would never tell anyone. Read more

Contest #1!

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Hi everyone Wyatt here!! I hope you are all having a great day and I have some news. I am going ot be doing some contests to see who will be in my upcoming captions. For the first one I’m going to do a werewoman one. If you want a chance to be the werewoman in my captain write your name,a little about yourself and why I should pick you to be miss werewoman. Good luck!!!

Lost on the mountain

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“Will you stop staring at my ass and help me look?” said Brandon with mild annoyance as he glanced over his shoulder at his friend Rick. Read more

Star Player to Cheerleader

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You may or may not believe this. I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t believe me. I was linebacker last season. I laid out huge hits on everyone I was feared by all. I had more women than a brothel and that’s a fair statement. But then it all changed.
You see, I was a pivotal player for my team. I hate to sound arrogant but they couldn’t win without me. Of course, as I previously stated, I was a pretty big hit for the opposite sex. So… I did upset a few women.
Little did I know that an opposition team wanted me out. Permanently. They approached a group of girls I’d upset and revealed their plan. The girls loved it and were more than happy to play their role.
I was kidnapped. I was transformed into a girl. I was devastated. I valued my masculinity profusely and I had no idea how to live as a woman. I didn’t want to do make up, have uncomfortable shoes on my feet, wear a skirt or have long hair. I was a man.
I had to stay with the girls I’d upset. They were helpful. I knew that I wouldn’t be a man again so it was best to just try and adjust. They taught me plenty about womanhood even though I learnt somewhat reluctantly. Overtime, they convinced me to join the cheerleaders. I still wanted to be involved in the team so I guess cheerleader was as close as I was going to get now.
I was kind of beginning to enjoy the company of the girls. They were really quite friendly. I was loving cheerleading. It was great to be involved with the team and in many aspects it was better than playing. I never ever woke up extremely sore the next morning. The routines were so fun and it was so exciting watching the game with the other girls. I felt comfortable in the make up I had to wear for my routines.
I now accept being female. I don’t mind it. I have some great friends. I’m in the cheer squad. Wearing skirts is awesome. Having a flat crotch is super awesome particular when it’s so sexy and comfortable. I love cheerleading and doing all those high kicks in my short skirt and feeling those male eyes burn into my feminine skin. I don’t miss being a man. Not at all.

The Red Corset

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Roger was at a costume shop looking for a costume for the Fancy dress party that night. His friends said they were going to go as pirates so he was looking through the old style clothes, and a red corset caught his eye. Staring at the frills and caressing the silk he embarrassed himself and looked round to make sure no one was looking at him and might think he is a pervert. He grabbed the other costumes he was going to try on and went to the changing room. When he got inside he found that a pirate hook was tangled in the laces of the corset. “Hope no one saw me dragging that in here” he muttered to himself. He resisted the urge to try it on as he probably would look very silly in drag and it was much too small for him. But just after taking off his clothes he found himself caressing the corset again and without thinking he put it round his body, the corset suddenly snapped shut closing all the metal hooks and eyes at the front, and the laces at the back started tightening squeezing his torso. He could not breath or scream terrified that this cursed object was going to kill him. But slowly he started to gasp some small breaths. He looked in the mirror, he seemed to be shrinking, his hand and arms had not been this small and skinny since he was 14 and all the body hair was falling out. Then he saw his beard fall out revealing a small delicate chin with plump little red lips, while his receding scalp hear grew thick and long then turn scarlet matching the bodice and twisted itself into a decorative style. Finally his manhood painfully shrunk and retracted into a slit. he gasped finally able to breath somewhat if only in short breaths. Roger looked down and saw some breasts squeezed in the corset as he touched them it felt so sensual, and clenched his legs against hi tingling crotch, smooth hairless shapely legs. Read more

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