Back when I was a man, nothing was better than getting home from a hard day of work, taking off your shoes, your belt, and melting into the couch. Now that I’m forced by my mom to live her life, which means having to work in her office, there are different things I look forward to.
“Holy shit, Kenny- Your swimsuit! It’s so-” Jake said after I stripped off my shirt and shorts.
Marion basked in the warm rays of light from the sun while letting the coolness of the sea hit her body on the beach.
She appreciated how the different temperatures worked her body. It was easy just to concentrate on those feelings and ignore the rest of the world around her, only taking in the sound of the ocean and the enviroment around her.
It was so serene and peaceful that she began to doze off a little bit.
My roommate said he’d turn me back after some pictures. I didn’t have much choice, being transformed into a woman by this weird statue he bought at the flea market. So I showed off my new tits and let him tie me up and he took some pictures.
I felt confused and disoriented. My body felt bloated and all wrong.
A woman had rounded the corner and when seeing me she gave me this impish smile. Not many women smile at me so I smiled back of course.
She had moved hurriedly up to me and slapped my arm. “Tag! You´re it!”, she exclaimed.
Then I became dizzy.
Tom was working as a part timer in a cafe, he worked there because he was saving to buy his first car, and also to do something in his spare time. One day, a man in suit came to the cafe, he took the man’s order and made him a cup of Americano.
I sat crosslegged in Chris’s living room dangling my high heal on my show, waiting eagerly for Chris to get home. That’s how I’ve been for the last week, ever since he used the reality remote to make me a clone of Christina Hendrick’s character from Man Men. I was mortified to suddenly be some buxom woman dressed from the ’60s, but before I could react he pushed a button and…
“Hmm, looks like a vagina to me. Don’t you think so Jess?”
“Please lie on table”, the thai masseuse instructed Matt. He had seen forward to this all day after an business associate had extolled the place vehemently. It would be a nice break from his everyday stress.
He did as he was instructed.
“You new here. Where you work?”, the thai lady asked him. She was kinda blunt with her questions but perhaps that was because she apparently didn´t handle the language that well.
“I work at Omnitech, the big company outside town. Perhaps you know of it?”
“Yes Yes. I heard of Omnitech. Very big company”. It seemed to have interested in her.
Good pay?” Another blunt question.
“I do well for myself”. He didn´t mention his six-figure salary a year. The masseuse glanced at his gold ring instead.
She looked him over. Muscular. In good shape. Still young. Attractive looks.
“You will do”, he heard the lady say.
“Huh?”. What did she talk about, Matt wondered.
The masseuse put her palms together and formed a wedge with her hands. She muttered a couple of words and forced her hands violently down into Matt´s back.
“Ngh!”, Matt gasped. All of his muscles contracted painfully at once and all air in his lungs escaped him.
The thai lady parted her hands that was burrowed into Matt´s back, parting his skind and opened up a hole.
The inside wasn´t filled with any organs of any kind, all there was was void and walls made of flesh.
‘I wonder if Don will like my new nightgown? Well at least it sure is comfy,’ I mused. I peeked downward at the cute embroidery pattern of my chamise, ‘Whoa did my boobs get bigger?’