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The App

Check it out. How fucking hot are we? Our long hair and round asses. Wow. I have to be absolutely honest and say this is the best thing ever. I can’t believe I ever lived happily as a man. Read more

The Rumors are True

“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.

TG shower

It is a definite must have. I never thought of having one but the house I bought already had one installed. It was months before I tried it but once I had, I’d wish I’d given it a go sooner. Read more

How Do They Do It?

“Damnit!” I shouted, my new ass bouncing off the wall of the shower. Again. “How do fat bottomed girls do this?!” I turned around angrily, and my booty bonked into the hose of the showerhead, which knocked all my soaps onto the floor.
“‘Fat bottomed girls’?” said a voice. “Isn’t that word what got you into this mess?” I looked up from the mess on my shower floor and saw her standing just on the other side of the glass: the witch who had cursed me. I had commented on her ass yesterday while at the supermarket, and-wait a minute.
“Your ass!” I shouted, pointing at her rear end and backing myself against the wall, stopping short when my own bottom hit the wall. She turned slightly, giving me a better view of her cute, tight little bubble butt.
“I know, isn’t it great?” she said mockingly. “But I had to put that old thick one somewhere, and lucky for you I didn’t take too kindly to some horny guy calling me a “sexy fat assed babe”, so it’s all yours now!” And with a laugh she vanished, leaving me, and my big booty, to finish my shower.
As I washed my newly lengthened hair I thought “She could have at least given me bigger boobs.”

Me Again

You’d be surprised. I know I was. When I was told it was governement regulation to become a girl for six months and it was my turn I was dissapointed but I was also accepting. After all, everyone had to do it.
What surprised me was how it felt. I assumed as well as most that the biggest difference would be having nothing between your legs and in turn having a vagina and sitting to pee. If it wasn’t that I’d presumed the long hair or breasts. But it wasn’t. Not at all.
Women are built differently to men. Well, we all know that. Particually out back though. Men don’t have hips and rears like women. That was what I found to be the biggest difference. I have two huge jelly-like cushions hanging off my rear with a crack to seperate. They’re unreal. My ass bounces, jiggles and wiggles as I walk. Step by step. When I sit it is a couple comforting pillows making me feel great.
To be honest, I’m upset. It’s upsetting that I have to give my ass and the rest of my body away. It’s a shame I have to be me again.

Month of Fun

They were all so excited. They got to be women for a whole month. They loved being able to look down and see breasts and cram their fingers into their starving vaginas. However, as with most good things in life there’s a catch. They have to act like women. Make up, skirts and heels are all absolute requirements. But none of they mind it just adds to the sexiness of it all. Read more

My Girlfriend is a Kinky Witch!

“We need to talk, be at your place in 30”, that was the last message I received from my girlfriend of 3 years about half an hour ago. I was nervous, I loved her deeply and was hoping we would get married someday but here I am with sweaty palms worried about a potential breakup. I know she had been saying that she wants to get kinkier in the sack but I didn’t think it had come to “we need to talk”. Suddenly, I hear knocking at the door, it must be her, time to face any potential music and I go to open the door. Read more

Exciting

When men become women it can be very exciting. Quite often, it is just as and on many occasions even more exciting for those around them.
Nate had always wanted to be a woman. Amy was always a close friend of his and was well aware of his secretive desire. Amy was saddened to see her friend unhappy with his body. So when she saw that there is a business downtown that specialised in transformations thought instantly of Nate. She couldn’t tell him quick enough. Nate was shocked by this new revelation yet wanted to give it a crack. He’d booked an appointment immediately and Nate was in the waiting room with Amy the next morning. Nate was nervous yet knew it was what he wanted to do. When he was called he said goodbye to Amy for the last time as a man and walked through to the doctor’s office. After a series of injections, Nate was Nancy. Amy was so happy for her friend and helped her become the woman she always wanted to be. Read more

Getting out of a ticket

After Graduation my Girlfriend and I were going on a long trip to see a band we liked, it was a chance to get away, you see I recently finished battling Second Puberty and turning into a girl so this was something I was looking forward too. Read more

TG Virus Pagent

You wouldn’t think I was once a man would you. I look like a girl. I speak like a girl. I act like a girl.
The victims of the TG virus pagent is all about celebrating people’s new found form. I’ve been told I’m picked to be this years winner. When I contracted the virus I was terribly alarmed. The doctors told me I only had four days remaining as a male. I was unsure how I would live after those four days had finished. I dreaded being a female, I didn’t see how I could live on the other side of the fence. Those four days were hard my body was gradually changing.
When it was all over I discovered that being a female isn’t that bad. I discovered that I was in fact quite beautiful. I fell in love with my new form. I loved shopping for new clothes to suit my body. It was always so fun. I learned how to apply make up expertly and do my hair stunningly.
When I saw a flyer about the pagent, I couldn’t resist. I spent all week planning how I would look. I bought my bikini and ensured it would display the best features of my body, especially my ass. I did my make up paying attention to every tiny detail. I looked in the mirror and decided that with an ass like my own, I couldn’t possibly lose.
I was so excited when I won. It confirmed to me that I loved being a girl and that I was better off this way.