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I Can’t Go Back

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I was always jealous of others. Wether it was for their smarts or sporting talents, I always was. I was especially jealous of people’s siblings. I’d never really got to relate to my sister while others had great siblings and they were like two peas in a pod.
I was chatting it through with a counsellor when the counselled adjusted her glasses and announced that maybe it would be easier if we were both the same gender. I agreed that it probably would be easier if we were the same gender. I mean if she were a boy we could talk about anything. Then the counsellor clicked her manicured fingers.
I felt myself shrink in my seat. I could feel body hair be ripped from me. Long blonde hair rapidly grew and framed my face which I could feel changing. Breasts swelled and my ass pillowed. My hips became much wider. My arms and legs grew slender and my hands were feminine. Then I felt it retract, I was a girl.
The counsellor announced we were both now the same gender. Everyone knew me is Tara and at home I would find all my male possessions to be gone. I would have a wardrobe full of girls clothes and shoes. Make up was in rich abundance.
I was somewhat confused. I really wanted a sibling but I didn’t want to trade my manhood for it. I walked out deciding that I could at least give it a try.
I got home to find that I was well known as Tara. My sister greeted me with a, “hey Tara” and slapped my girly ass. I giggled and kept on walking. Was it wrong to have lesbian thoughts about your own sister?
I found that my wardrobe was packed with skirts, dresses, pantyhose, lingerie, heels, boots and much more. Not to mention the make up.
Time passed, and adjusting wasn’t easy. I couldn’t tell anyone of my predicament. Of course my counsellor knew but she wasn’t much help. I really needed a girl to tell me how to do things. It wasn’t easy learning to do make up or remembering to sit when I urinate every single time. Not to mention the pain high heels give me. But eventually, I adjusted.
My relationship with my sister was great. We always went shopping and read all the gossip magazines. We new each other inside and out.
Today, I went back to the counsellor. She wanted to know if I wanted to change back. I said no. She tried to make me consider all variables like periods and stuff but it wasn’t changing it. I’m Tara now, I’m a girl. I love skirts, gossip and high heels not to mention my wonderful boyfriend. I can’t go back.

Still A Man

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I’m not giving in. Just because you’ve made me a woman and given me the clothes of a woman it dosen’t mean I’m a woman. I’m a man. Maybe not in the inside but believe me I am. Look at how I’m sitting. Just because you’ve thrown me in a dress and heels, dosen’t make me sit with my legs crossed and acting lady like. I’ll sit there with my legs apart like I’m watching a game of football and scratch were my nuts once were out of habit. I’m still a man. Don’t try and make me a woman.

Picking Who To Be

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It was simple. In front of me is six beautiful women. Six pure females. I need to choose which one I shall become.
There were all kind of variables to consider. It wasn’t all just sexiness. Which body would be the best to have? I didn’t want huge breasts in the way so that ruled the one out on the far right. It was upsetting to let her go because she was all so sexy but it was the right call.
I wasn’t a fan of fair skin, I would of got so much sunburn every summer. That ruled out the second from the right. This also meant that I dropped the third from the right. I wasn’t keen on being a short girl so that got rid of the third from the left.
That left me with two. I was so excited. My palms were sweating profusely. My soon to be gone dick was firmly erect. I pondered and pondered. In the end I settled. I couldn’t go past the one on the far left her face was stunning and she had the nicest ass. I had to have it, I had to be her.
I couldn’t be happier with my choice. I love being a woman and I love being Katie. Read more

Government Scheme

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As many would know all too well, it’s not easy to find work. However, thanks to the new government scheme it’s much easier. An applicant can change their gender to suit the role courtesy of the government.
Garry and Leon applied. They became Georgina (left) and Louise (right). It didn’t take long to source work and they snapped up jobs as secretaries at the same firm.
The government assisted them greatly, not only did they give them the bodies they sorely needed but they changed their entire lives. The government provided make up lessons and lessons in feminine behaviour. They also supplied an entire closet of feminine clothing in exchange for their masculine counterparts.
They’ve both adjusted greatly. To them being female is normal. Georgina even has interest in men. She quickly made a name for herself as the office slut before settling down with a wealthy man who will no doubt one day ask her to marry. Louise on the other hand still stands by her male views and only has an interest in women however Georgina insists that she can change her mind.

Friendly Device

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It was so interesting. Finding a device that could alter the genders of those around me. I didn’t really believe it at first and initially brushed it off as been completely and utterly outlandish. I put it in my cupboard and put it to the back of my mind.
However later curiosity got the better of me. I had to see if it could do what it said it could. It seems cruel looking back on it but I tried it on my dog. Soon the old boy was a girl. No longer did he cock a leg up to pee. She squatted. After a few days I changed him back which caused him to go crazy. I changed him back to a she and the growling stopped. I assumed that maybe he liked being female.
It made me think. The dog enjoyed it so much. Maybe I could try being female, it was pretty easy to change back. If I didn’t like it which I was certain I would, I would change back. Nothing lost.
I clicked the button and it happened. I became a woman. Tits, curves, long hair and a vagina. A woman. With the device I also altered reality slightly. I had decided that it was best I fully live through womanhood to make it realistic. I made all my male possessions their female equivalents and I changed my identity to Katie (3rd from the left).
I pushed myself to adjust. I swore to myself I would last at least a week. It wasn’t easy. I wanted to fit in so I learnt how to walk in heels and do make up. It really requires quite intricate skills to make yourself look your best. Then there was sitting to pee which at first was purely humiliating.
It wasn’t long before I began to consider the female gender. The pluses and minuses of being a member of the other side. I loved the plush bottom of a woman that allowed comfort as well as the space between my legs which meant for the first times my legs could come together with ease. I also enjoyed breasts and the cooling sensation of a dress or skirt. Not to mention the satisfaction of looking in the mirror. I soon decided that I would stay this way for a little longer and maybe share the joy with others.
Andrew, Larry, Byron, Nate and John were all great friends of mine. I proposed to them that they join me as a woman just to try. I went through all the benefits I had discovered. It didn’t matter they stubbornly refused. I was devastated. I later decided that I may as well make them change after all I don’t need consent.
Andrew became Anna (far left), Larry became Lauren (2nd from left), Byron became Bianca (4th from left), Nate became Natalie (2nd from right) and John became Jessica (far right). They were all quite distressed. I altered reality to match their identities and give them female possessions. I also made us all live in the same house.
It was great fun. Mentoring these new women. Teaching Natalie to do make up, Jessica to sit to pee and Anna to walk in heels. It was so much fun. It wasn’t long before they embraced womanhood as much as I had. Soon, we had all agreed to stay this way forever.
I was so happy. I almost felt bad for forcing the others into this but at the end of the day I forced them to be happy. How can I feel bad about that? This is so good. We’re living the dream. Wearing skirts and having vaginas. Living the dream. What Are Friends For?

Month of Fun

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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

Fembomb

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War is a disgusting feature of our planet. Completely and utterly disgusting. Many of the technological advancements that have been brought forward by war have caused such immense horror. One of the newest and most unbelievable weapons of war is that of the fembomb. Read more

Do it

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“I’m going to fuck you in the ass” said the man behind Trinity. Read more

Linda Norton

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I never thought it was would all end up like this. In fact, I never wanted this. Never. I was a man and I intended on staying one. I was masculine and I never thought of being female and if I were to think about it I would see it as immensely disgusting. Read more

Friend To Girlfriend

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I never meant for this too happen. It just thought it’d be funny you know, to change him into a woman. I thought it’d be hilarious. Watch him adjust to sitting to pee, wobble in heels and have long hair. Plus I could use a bit of blackmail for some saucy photos or enjoyable experiences. Little did I know that the potion I slipped into his beer that night wasn’t exactly what I thought. Read more

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