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Getting yourself a french maid

Kyle had a smirk on his face, watching Danielle dancing for him.
Oh , those bountiful breasts tantalizingly dangling before him. And those wide hips jutting from side to side.
He thought back to past events leading up to this exquisite situation when he hand his roommate Daniel made a bet. The loser would be transformed by the winner into a french maid and be forced to tidy the whole apartment. The spell would break when all of the apartment clean. Until then the loser would be stuck as an bimbo french maid with an appetite for sexy cleaning.
As soon as the spell had been cast Kyle quickly locked the door to one of the toilets and hid the key. As long as she wouldnt be able to get inside and clean she wouldn´t either transform back, and Kyle would be able to keep this sexy minx indefinitely.

Oh my god, Mother pt. 4: Acceptance

“Annie,” my mother stood in the door of my room, “We need to talk.”
“Oh my god mother, what now?”
“I want you to tell me the truth. Are you happy? With the – well, you know, since your changes?”
Blood rushed to my head. “Happy? I went to bed one night and everything was normal. I woke up the next morning – and well, just look. I didn’t ask for this. It just happened to me.”
My mother had tears forming in her beautiful blue eyes. But I wasn’t really sure why
She looked away. “I had hoped – I mean –you seem happier sometimes– when you’re with Jason or Cheryl, and I had hoped – “
I put my arms around her. “It’s fine mother. I’ll deal with it.”
“No!” my mother turned to face me. “It isn’t right.. I don’t want – don’t ‘deal with it’. You don’t have to be the person anybody else expects. Not Me or Jason or Cheryl or anyone else but yourself. There are things that can b done. Either by magic or science. I will help. Just tell me what you want and I will put everything I have into helping you ”
As she got ready to leave the room, she hugged me tightly and kissed the top of my head. “It’s so strange,” she said,”before this happened, I sometimes thought– I don’t know. Get some sleep.”
I buried my head in my pillow and cried myself to sleep. I didn’t really have a choice. It just happened. I didn’t have a choice and I didn’t want one. Read more

The Choice, Part Two

What terrible, terrible choices. But, I had to do something, or he’d probably make some some sex-starved slut or something worse. Read more

Best part of the new life

My six month anniversary of my rebirth was closing in. In just a couple of days I will have been a female for 183 days.The girl and I had just traded lives, fair and square, and when snooping around on facebook she…he seemed to enjoy the life as a guy much more than I did. I´m happy as well, the body and life I got in the exchange have lived up to my every expectation. It can be easy sometimes to forget that this isn´t the body you were born with. I´m shorter but I got used to it. Weaker muscles, but I manage to come by. If not, guys often are willing to help. If only they knew of transparent it was of them to help me out but I´m thankful nevertheless. The periods was a nightmare in the beginning. All those questions about How, Why and AAARGH! kept testing my temper. Apparently I´m a bitch during my period. Good thing I`ve learned to read the signs of my body and calm myself when needed. The life long dream I had of wearing dresses all day had been fulfilled. They fit me like a glove and accentuate my every curve. I know I look good in them. What I want to point out is that I have acclimatized to my body so much that I doesn´t think twice anymore when doing things. Except one thing. For me they define my femininity, the very being of whom I want to be. I like my hourglass figure. I like my female genitalia. But nothing screams woman to me as a pair of well-formed breasts. They are always there as a heavy reminder to me of whom I now am. Often they are neatly stored inside of a bra, at other times I let them hang free just to feel the pull. You could have great fun playing around with them. Did you know that some girls can get an orgasm just by breast stimulation? It´s true, but sadly I am not one of them. Believe me, I´ve tried. Oil them, rub them, massage them, place an tiny ice cube on your nipple and just let it melt. Let the cool breeze of the wind grace your being. And you can dress up in literally anything and still look good.

I´m happy with my life, much more content. In the past I didn´t let anyone in close to me but nowdays I even have got a boyfriend.
And it even feels better and more exciting when he plays around with my two girls.

Paradise Line

Writer’s Note: No, despite the title, this has NOTHING to do with trains. And yes Roaster, this is for you. Read more

Don’t Think I Can Eat That Much

Anthony had always been jealous of women. They were just so beautiful. So he went into the TG Restaurant. He pondered over the menu for quite a while. He decided on the small fries due to the fact that he was never a big eater and didn’t think he could eat an entire burger.
Anthony shrunk and became a small bodied red head female upon eating his meal. Anthony became Amy and she simply loves her life and loves the looks she gets for simply being so sexy.

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I know I’m supposed to be a guy, but I just don’t care! I know I’m supposed to be mad at my sister and mom, but I’m just not! Whatever my sister did to me before my last photo shoot she hasn’t undone yet, and it’s been almost an entire week. I’m well aware of my previous life but I’m just not mad or upset because of my sisters magic. Right now I love being a woman. I love the attention my body gets, especially my breasts. When I catch men or even women looking at my exposed cleavage it gives me chills. I was sitting in my room when my mom came in. I was just reading a magazine because since the incident I just had no interest in video games. Read more

Teenage Rebellion

Robby DeLorain’s mom must’ve had a stick up her ass. So much nagging, so many rules, such a rigid moral code–every day Robby had to hear her harp on and on about things that were WRONG and things he COULDN’T DO. Read more

Norman has one more question

“Well I’ve got to hand it to you Barry, you’ve explained how we ended up as girls…”Norman’s sentence was momentarily interrupted by the force of the cock slapping up his ass. “…But now what I r-r-really want to know is where the fuck did the two black blokes come from?”

They Aren’t Even Attractive

“Honestly Natalie, how do you find dicks attractive? I have one of my own and I’ll tell ya first, they are nasty.” Jake said with disgust. Him and Natalie have been friends since middle school, so conversations much like this have happened before. But this time things somehow seemed a lot more serious.. Read more