Tag Archives: MtF

Not Just His Sex Slave

I hope he knows that I’m not just his sex slave. He can’t just rob me of my masculinity and make me a female and put me in skimpy latex outfits and expect me to take his cock in whichever hole he pleases. But he needs to know, his cock isn’t going in any hole of mine. Just because I’m a woman dosen’t mean I have to bend over, get on my knees or spread my legs for him. There is no reason why I simply can’t sit with my legs together. Eventually he will see that I am useless and will give me back my masculinity. However, I doubt that will happen, he’ll probably just throw me out and when I leave my femininity will leave with me. I’m not being a man again. I’m stuck as a female, I know it.

Medallion of Zulo – What comes around

I had become quite skilled in using the Medallion of Zulo. I knew the limitation with twelve hour recharge, its proficency to disappear and that unworn clothes can change specific bodyparts.
With it I had become multiple persons in my vicinity as well total strangers I only had seen a fleeting moment in a clothes shop. Read more

Alright Slut

Alright slut. listen here. you’re mine now. my toy to do with whatever I want. don’t you dare scroll past this caption. you belong to me. body mind and spirit. all mine. clear? Read more

The life

Sam was my best helper, but he had a dream, he wish to past a little more time with his son and daughter , for that reason I sprayed my formula of body change to he and his wife for to change roles.
Now, he is very happy and play with her son and love to talk about boys with her daughter.
But she loves now the night when she can to show to her husband the lingerie what always wish to see when she was man.

The closet

Tim was ecstatic the great shift had left him in the body of his sister Rebecca . So far he was loving it his sister who was in his body wasn’t though she would not let Tim were any of her clothes or makeup. Rebecca was convinced the great shift would revert soon so she didn’t want her brother messing with her stuff. A few months passed and Tim was still in Rebeccas body and was probably going to be like that forever. He didn’t mind though she was now Rebecca she could pick on her younger brother and wear her own clothes. The only reason that Rebecca let Tim wear her clothes is that her mind in Tim’s body adapted and didn’t care what his sister did. Tim hoped the great shift would never be reversed. He entered his new bedroom after a refreshing shower and wondered what clothes she would wear.

The new bride

Darling … are you sure you put the talismans where they belong?
Because I think we have not returned to our original forms.
Although, I must admit that the silk feels very well between my legs … I say, you look good with my big body, but I look and feel very delicate and fragile

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.

Costume Gun: Enlightenment

I was licking my girlfriend I was thinking I was doing a good job. She was silent but she used to do that. Once she told me she was quiet just so she could concentrate on the pleasure.
So I was mildly suprised when she told me to stop it.
“Stop. Stop! Cut it out! *sigh* This isn´t working”, Amanda said and pushed away my head from her groin. Read more

Housewife Revolution

It was simple. They were taken in and made women. They would be moulded into the perfect housewife. Cooking, wearing dresses, cleaning and doing hair was the norm. They were all so satisfied. They all agreed it was far better than being a career orientated man. Who’s the next to join the housewife revolution?