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The Rumors are True

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“So the rumors are true,” I said to myself, clutching my soaking wet shirt to my newly formed breasts. Everybody around town had heard about the waters in this part of the river. That they had transformative properties. Of course, I didn’t believe them. “But I sure do now,” I said as I looked over my new body, turning to get a good view of my backside.
And what a backside it was! I don’t know how the magical waters decided how my body was going to look, but I had a booty that would’ve had my former body salivating at the thought of seeing it up close like this. And my thighs had filled out perfectly too, giving me massively sexy curves.
Which was great and all, at least I turned out sexy, but that didn’t solve the problem that I was now naked (I have no idea how my swim shorts were able to fall off an ass like mine, but the fact of the matter was they had), with nothing my my shirt, which was now see-through, and my car with my extra clothes was across the street. “Maybe I can wait until nightfall,” I thought aloud. “When it gets dark I can sneak back across the street, and nobody would see me.” It wasn’t a great plan, but it was all I had. So staying in the shade of the trees on the bank, I slid deeper into the water, trying not to make a sound as the cold water sent chills over my nude body.
I definitely believe the rumors now.

Waking up a Woman

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“Mm,” I moaned, rolling over as I slowly woke up, pulling my hand over my chest as I did. At least, I thought it was my chest, but it felt too soft to be right. My pillow must have shifted during the night.
But wait, that couldn’t be right either: I could still clearly feel my pillow beneath my head. So what was on my chest? I opened my eyes, and got my answer. “What. The fuck?” I said, my eyes wide as I stared at the two huge mounds now resting on my chest. “Why is my chest so soft and flabby? It almost looks like I have tits…” My mouth dropped and I squeezed the weights on my chest. “I have tits?” I whispered, not wanting to believe it. “But I’m a dude! I don’t have tits I have pecs and a-” I didn’t finish my sentence before I launched my covers off my body and looked down between my legs. Nothing.
Well, not nothing, but not what I was expecting either. My dick was gone, and instead I was staring down at a vagina. My vagina. “I’m a-a woman,” I said, breathing heavily as I grasped one of my massive boobs. “And if I am…” I said, my attention turning back to the space between my legs. “I might as well enjoy myself.” I slipped a hand into my slit, and began my first masturbation as a woman…

Dolly’s Dresses

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I hope the girls like my dress. I can’t believe that I didn’t want to wear these a year ago. There were so many things I thought that I’d never get used to, but it all seems pretty normal now. I can still clearly remember being a guy, but I just don’t connect with that identity anymore. I remember the first time that mommy tried to get me to wear a dress, I was so angry I almost started crying.
“I’m your son! You can’t make me wear a dress!” I screamed
That seems so silly now. I really did resist for a long time after I caught the feminine flu, almost a full six months. I wore boxers, refused makeup or to do my hair. I event tried to lower my voice even though it sounded ridiculous. Now that I’ve met more women in my positions I’ve learned that for most of us the breaking point came when the first boy started to pay them some attention. However, boys being boys most people gave into their female identities within a month of their physical transformation.
I was determined though. Boys would talk to me, place their hands on my knee and I slapped them. This didn’t happen to often though, I hardly went out and when I did my clothes were so baggy that my gender was hard to determine. It was a serious case of denial, I was becoming more and more attracted to boys but I could not stand the thought of giving in that way, so cliché.
“Oh Randy! Of course I’ll be a girl for you!” –gross-
No, for me it was something different.
I was with my mom and little sister at the mall. My mother was determined to get a nice Christmas card.
“I just want to show off my two gorgeous daughters and show everyone that we don’t need no man!” she laughed, we’d caught my father in an affair six months ago and had hardly seen him since.
Because my mother was so determined she had managed to get me into a dress with minimal makeup. I could not stop blushing or swearing under my breath. The very worst part was that I did look pretty good. I walked over to the raised platform where women try on dresses and observed myself in the mirrors. There was no man there, only infinite women staring back at me. I moved my lips and she moved her lips, I moved the edge of my dress and the infinite shes did the same. That was the first time that I had really looked at myself for any extended period. I was shorter than I used to be, I slipped out of my high heels and stood no taller than 5’ 3”. I stood maybe 5 inches from the mirror, observing every change in my face, my newly plump lips (with light red lipstick), my eyelashes (with light mascara), my soften jawline that lead down to my cleavage, my cleavage. It was at that moment, lost in a trance that one of the women in the store stepped next to the platform.
“You really should buy that dress, it looks really pretty on you” Read more

First Thoughts

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Henry’s first thoughts after being changed into a brunette beauty for cheating on his wife, weren’t about his boobs, long hair, wide hips, large bottom, short height, soft skin, tiny hands and feet, or any of that. His first thoughts, well her first thoughts were where she could find a stud as handsome and as well hung as he used to be when he was still, well a “he”!

Instant Urges Witness Protection

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Jeff and Jed were changed to Jack and Jenna for witness protection, and of course, Jenna was having the hardest time adjusting, after all she was no longer the man she used to be, and had to be Jack’s wife no less. When asking about it, they told him, well her, that if she wanted to live that was what she would live as. Read more

You Don’t Understand?

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“You don’t understand why I’m such a slut, Randy? Well I bet now you will,” said Liza, after turning Randy into a copy of herself, and making him ride her latest male boy toy Anton. Read more

The Mansion

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Somehow, someway, the mansion Brent inherited from his late grandfather had magically changed him into a sexy beautiful blonde woman after staying there just one night. He sat there on the couch, waking with long silken blonde locks, pert breasts, new equipment below, and was even wearing women’s clothing. He kicked off his heels seeing how tiny his feet now were, encased in the black nylon of pantyhose. His legs were smooth and sleek as he ran his fingers over them, and to his crotch which was flat with his new plumbing. The breasts were real, and soft and squishy, nothing like a man’s chest, and the hair was definitely soft and smooth and all his. He pulled off his skirt to get a better look and as he sat there on the couch in shock and awe, he realized one thing. He made the right choice in staying at his grandpa’s mansion that night. He also had to admit the pantyhose looked sexy on him and felt even sexier. Time to put that skirt and heels back on and see the world as the new Brandi.

Odd Yet Good

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After Vinnie was demoted to secretary after one too many bad suggestions at presentations, he didn’t have trouble with the job, but the body his boss gave him was very distracting. The breasts moved with the rest of his body, and though it was strange, it did feel good too. Perhaps this was a promotion, in body at least. His boss mandated all secretaries be female, and Vinnie, now Vanna was no exception.

We dont care

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this started with me and my buddy fighting over the same girl. and ended with me and my girlfriend fighting over the same cock. Read more

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