TG Fantasie mit Folgen
Dominik hatte schon lange eine Vorliebe für TG Captions. Er war öfters in Chatrooms unterwegs und schrieb dort mit anderen über seine TG Fantasien.
Double Standard
Ricky was the town bad boy. He had tattoos, wore a leather jacket, drove a muscle car to go with his big muscles, and anything he wanted was his to steal. He had now stolen the heart of Felicia Helbram, a sweet girl with a notoriously strict father. Felicia actually had Ricky considering being less of a troublemaker, and that’s what he told her father when he got up the nerve to ask for his permission to date his daughter. Unfortunately, Mr. Helbram was not having any of it. He knew that Ricky didn’t want anything but sex. He laughed at Ricky and told him that he had “bad news, surprising news, and good news” for him. The bad news was that Ricky was not good enough for his innocent daughter, so he would never be allowed to date her. The surprising news was that Mr. Helbram was, in fact, a warlock. Finally, the “good news” was that Ricky would instead be allowed to date Mr. Helbram’s SON, Franky. Ricky was extremely confused as Mr. Helbram snapped his fingers and everything changed in an instant…
“Ricki” was the town slut. Her big round boobs were bouncing all over the place as her boyfriend Franky fucked her from behind. She loved having his big cock thrusting inside her. She was so happy that he finally decided to make her his girlfriend despite that fact that his bitchy sister, Felicia, warned him not to just because she had a bad reputation.
Ich hab es für uns getan
“Wow Dominik, bist du es? Was ist mit dir passiert?” schrie Jens, als er in das Zimmer seines besten Kumpels und Mitbewohner Dominik kam und die heiße Brunette auf dem Bett sah.
NEVER INSULT YOUR WARLOCK ROOMMATE
Things are not nowhere near the same for me now I am in college. To start I did not want to live on campus and I answered an add on the school website That read, Young male warlock seeking RESPECTFUL roommate to share expenses on up scale furnished condo.
Bigger Shirts
“Come on, I know you want to,” my girlfriend said lustfully, her blue plaid top straining to hold her already large breasts.
“Honey, how much bigger can you get?” I complained.
“Oh, I plan to get much bigger, which means you’re going to get much smaller! Now either you can make yourself cum, or I can make it happen for you.” I knew what the alternative was, so I started jerking off. It wasn’t difficult: just thinking about her growing tits anymore made me hard. I just had to think about her bursting out of that top, and then it happened.
I came, and with it I felt myself getting smaller. Previously I had been at eye-level with her belly, but now I was almost to her knees! I looked up, and saw her grinning at me.
“Thanks babe-ooh, I can feel them swelling up now!” Suddenly a button snapped, then another, followed by another. With one final push, her boobs broke free, and jiggled slightly on her chest.
She smiled at me and said, “Ooh yeah: looks like I need to find some bigger shirts! And when I do, we can try this again.” She winked at me before walking off to find some bigger shirts to destroy…
“Big” Sis Part 2
Sarah sat at her kitchen table, eating her breakfast, her huge belly pressed up against the side of the table. She leaned back and rubbed it, feeling the warmth coming out from under her checkered blouse.
“Good thing I decided a daughter wouldn’t be so bad after all, huh sis?” she said to it as she heaved herself up out of the chair. “And to think, it was all because you were jealous of these…” Her voice trailed off as she pulled down the straps of her blouse, and undid the clasp of her large bra. Removing it her breasts sagged heavily on top of her pregnant belly. The belly which currently contained her formally older sister, Tasha.
“Wow, look how big they’ve gotten! And it’s all thanks to you,” she said as she continued rubbing her belly. “Who knows, maybe someday you’ll get your wish, and inherit some of this for yourself,” her hands moved up to her boobs as she spoke, and slowly she began fondling them, milk beginning to drip out of her large dark nipples.
“Or maybe you’ll be even flatter than you were before! What do I care?” She left her bra on the kitchen floor as she waddled off to her bedroom for some alone time. The pregnancy had made her extremely horny…
525
“525” What is it about that number?, “why does it always have to be exactly at 5:25?” I asked myself. It’s been almost a year. It is always the same, every 5th or 25th day of a month, at exactly 5:25 pm I swap bodies with a random person. The first time was on September 5th, and it was quite confusing, especially since I swapped bodies with a pregnant woman. I had some of her memories, but I wasn’t ready for the mood swings. Then 20 days later, I swapped bodies with an old man. It was quite a boring life, but I had no choice but to go on with it.
Caught Up in the Act
The Great Shift, what a weird phenomenon. Strange things happened, sometimes to strange people, like Jeff here on the right. He blacked out when the Great Shift hit his town, when he became aware once again, he got caught up in an act. A whorish act… as a whore!
A experience of a lifetime
When my girlfriend told me we should experiment, I didn’t know what she was talking about. She waved her hand at me, and in no time I transformed into a petite woman. She kissed me passionately, and we walked straight to the nearest bed or couch we could find. We got undressed, and started making out. The whole feeling was intense, I felt so different so hot.
The red head
I looked at the naked redhead sleeping on my bed. I just couldn’t believe a few minutes ago that was me. For 10 years I was in that body. During that time, I didn’t age, and all I could think of was sex. The curse was simple, for 10 years I were to be a bimbo, after that date, I would swap bodies with the next man I sleep with. I had forgotten all about it, I was actually a little bummed, I did have a great time as her. But at least I ended up in the body of a really successfull business man.
