A gift for Mommy
“But mom, I am a boy! Why you did this to me.” I yelled to Sarah, my mother.
Tag Archives: transformation
An immersive and realistic game
Request of: @stryke89
Happy Birthday
“To Mark. Open me”
That´s all it said on the note next to the gift box on the table.
I scratched my head. Owen, my roommate, was an notorious prankster and gifts from him shouldn´t been taken lightly.
With outmost care I losened the ribbon on the top.
It didn´t help me the slightest.
When I pulled the ribbon I activated the trap, which exploded in a cloud of glitter and smoke, enveloping me completely in the process.
Girls having fun with me!
Request of: @JonyDubois
X-Change – WhatsApp Chat Sis Clothes
[[WhatsApp – Group Chat Conversation]]
[Me]: 20171115_03.jpg
[Me]: So this is me on X-Change. I took it a moment ago.
[Rian]: Daamn
[Jhon]: Oh you look stunning. Like a real bitch.
[Mac]: Nice tits doe
[Me]:The top and bra I am wearing are from my sis. I have a lot more clothes to try, but I can’t do it alone. Wanna come over to help me?
[Rian]: Im going
[Mac]: Sure bro. Tell me your address again.
The Fast-Acting, Temporary, Gender-Swapping Pill!
Invoking the wrong thing
Requesto of: @Mrpie42
A ticket or a Titijob
Requeste of: @Toasty
The four steps
I do wonder what goes through their minds. I specialize in people transformation and reformation. What does that mean? well, that means a lot of things, but usually people hire me to take a person, change his or her gender and alter that persons mind. Well, I don’t usually change their mind, that comes as a side effect.
The TG Fairy #3 The Punishment
One moment I was alone in my apartment channel surfing: the next moment a puff of pink and over-perfumed smoke announced the arrival of not one but two TG Fairies. I recognized the first one – we had had several less than successful encounters. Although the last time I saw her, she was a him. And even though she hadn’t been able to make any successful change to my gender, she seems to have found a way to change hers back again. She is back to her blonde, buxomly irritating self.
Oh my god Mother: pt 3 The Sleep-Over
“Guess what?” my mother chirped in her much too happy tone of voice.
“What?” I croaked as disagreeably as I could. Sometimes it made me feel better to feel sorry for myself and let the world around me know it. It wasn’t my fault that I had suddenly changed from a boy to a girl.