You gotta work for it

Dedicated to my new audience from World of TG ^-^

When I finally was added to the World of TG blog-list I could barely contain my glee. To think that after so many years spent browsing those blogs in secret I was finally part of the community filled me with joy and excitement. I was so eager to start writing stories for my new audience. However soon I would have had much more to be excited about.

I was happy to find a mail from Viola in my folder, even though I was worried she would have been mad at me for having pestered her with my requests to join the community for so long. It was a relief to see that it was just a message to congratulate me. However something was off. The word she used were weird and mysterious, and there was a weird link attached. “Just click it and enjoy your new life ;)”. That’s all the mail said. Normally I would have been wary of something like that. It could have been a virus, or god knows what else. However I was so curious to find out what it was that I could not resist. I clicked on it, and my computer started to radiate a strange and eerie light. I was transfixed by that light, almost hypnotized, and completely unable to even move a muscle. I have no idea for how much I just remained immobile in front of the screen in a state of trance before the computer apparently crashed and shut down. I immediately snapped out of that state of confusion, even though I still felt dazed and kind of weird.

As soon as I noticed that that link had apparently fucked up my computer I immediately got mad at myself for having been that dumb and naïve. <<Just great!>> I said irritated, but the words died in my throat as soon as I realized that my voice had changed. It was high pitched, and melodic, and… womanly. I looked down at myself, and noticed something protruding from under my shirt, and realized that my clothes felt much baggier, and that my pants were about to fall down my legs, only held up by my hips which had become larger. Something brushed against the back of my neck, and I realized that my hair had grown way past my shoulders. I started to tremble, and felt my legs get weak, and I was about to freak out. As I brought my now dainty hands to my chest and gave a firm squeeze to the two mounds of flesh that had appeared there, sending shivers down my spine, and then to my crotch, where all I could find was an unsettling and alien emptiness, I felt like I could have fainted, and the only thing that kept me from screaming was the irresistible need to rush to a mirror and check out my reflection.

I simply could not believe my eyes. In front of me, staring back at me from the wall mirror, was standing a pretty, delicate girl, with a surprised and overturned expression on her cute face. I touched my face, sensing my new smooth skin, and my delicate facial features, and then ran a hand through my long and luscious hair. There was no doubt about it, all of that felt disturbingly real. I could not hold back, I had to go further! I took off my shirt and slipped off of my pants and underwear, remaining naked in front of the mirror. I looked transfixed at my new round breasts, and my perky butt, and my long smooth legs, and my flat and toned belly, for what felt like hours, just staring blankly at that incredible vision in the reflection. Then the exploration started. I started to grope my breasts, and brush my nipples, and squeeze my butt, and as I did so I started to quiver, and to gasp. As incredible as it sounded, that link attached to the mail had turned me into a girl. My life dream had just become a reality. It was just like something out of the stories I’ve been imagining for years. It was scary, and kind of unsettling, and yet it felt so amazing!

I needed to find out how that was even possible, but first I had much more urgent things to attend to. Slowly I sat down, and spread my legs in front of the mirror, exposing my newly acquired pussy, and then with a trembling hand I started to tease it, brushing my dainty finger over my labia and my clit. It burned, and felt quite unpleasant at first, but I also started to feel a warm feeling rising from my groin and from within me, and I could sense myself getting wet. I put my finger in my mouth, licking it and getting it as lubricated as possible, and then brought it again down to my crotch. I felt my pussy open up like a flower as my finger slipped inside, and as it dug deeper and deeper I gasped for hair and let out a soft moan of pleasure. With my free hand I started to fondle my breast and pinch my nipple, which turned me on even more, and started to run my finger over my clit, stimulating it faster and harder. I jolted, and my back arched, as I felt the pleasure starting to build more and more intense, and then I closed my eyes and let my imagination wander. So many times I had fantasized of being a woman, and now I finally was one, and the thoughts of all the things I wanted to experiment started to flood my mind, as I was getting closer and closer to climax. Finally I let out a muffled cry of bliss, as a wave of ecstasy washed over my dainty body making me jerk and jump as I reached my first orgasm as a girl. I don’t know for how much I just remained there on the floor, looking at my beautiful face overturned by the pleasure. It was just the hottest image I had ever seen in my life. And that was me. I was that girl. It was incredible.

I soon learned that everyone who joins World of TG is rewarded with a program that can turn you into your ideal female self. The following days were just a blast, and I could barely stay calm enough to even make a list of all the things I wanted to try. Of course the first thing to take care of was my wardrobe, though luckily enough some of the clothes I used to cross-dress in fitted me. I basically spent half of my paycheck in all kinds of clothes, from dresses, skirts, and blouses, to stocking, bras, and panties. I had the time of my life trying out outfit after outfit, prancing around in my room as I experimented with more and more sexy attires, and it broke my heart to leave all those other cute dresses at the store. And of course I must have taken more showers during that first week than I had ever done. It was so pleasant to caress my sensitive skin, and massage my soft breasts, and tease my new pussy, as the hot water ran over my statuary figure. And soon enough masturbation was not enough for me, and I started to crave for the real deal. I needed to experience sex as a girl! And once I created a Tinder account, I soon took care of that. Life never felt that amazing, and I felt just like I was in a dream. Until this morning.

I woke up to a new day, cheerful and thrilled just like the day before, eager to find out what else my new life as a woman had in store for me. I stretched my arms, and arched my back, and as I started to come back to my senses I felt a weird and yet familiar feeling down in my crotch. It was like something was stretching down there, something that should not have been there. Not anymore at least. I looked down unsettled, and my heart skipped a beat as I saw the bulge protruding from under my gown. I frantically brought my hands down there, and to my dismay I found out that it was all real. I had a dick, again. I felt like I could have screamed in terror, but I managed to stay calm and rush to my mirror. I was relieved to find out that beside that thing between my legs my female appearance did not change. The next thing was to find out what was happening before I transformed further back into a guy, so I rushed to my computer and quickly wrote a mail to Viola. The hours I had to wait before getting a response were like a living hell for me, as I remained shut down in my room in a state of utter fear. I did not want to turn back into a man! Thankfully the answer arrived fairly soon.

Turns out that when you become an author featured on World of TG, you have duties to attend to, and in order to stay a girl you have to keep contributing to the community with new captions every day, or else you slowly start to revert back to your original male form. I was so excited to have finally turned into a girl that I spent the previous days in a state of constant euphoria, so much so that I completely stopped caring about my blog and did not write anything ever since I transformed. I guess it is only fair that I continue to write new stories for my readers to enjoy, though I would have appreciated if I had been informed about the rules. At least now that I have spent some time as a girl I think it is safe to say that I will be able to describe the experience of becoming one with much more vivid details than I could have ever done as a guy. And for what concerns my date of tonight, well, I hope he is into kinky things, because it does not look like I will get rid of this dick before tomorrow.

The date

Requested by Lisamcd21 and col998 :)

When the limo pulled over in front of Paul’s house, his heart sank. For the past hours he did nothing but keep thinking about the fatal moment when he would have had to get into that car. Its sinuous curves and its dark black color designed to evoke luxury and power were so unbearably intimidating. He wanted to run away from that situation, but he knew he had no choice. So he took a deep breath and got out of his modest house and headed down the walkway towards the car, his heels clicking on the concrete. Those shoes that just the previous night felt like needles piercing his delicate feet now felt much more comfortable. A cool breeze blew between his bare and smooth legs and his long hair coiffed into gorgeous waves. He put on the most confident expression he could master, and finally he stepped into the car.

Its lavish interior seemed kind of familiar to Paul. He had been inside that car the night prior after all, even though back then he was drunk. In front of him, Mr. Manson was sitting quietly with a smug look on his face. He hinted a smile that reeked of confidence. He knew he was the one in charge. He signaled the chauffeur to go, and soon they left the suburbs and headed towards the city. Mr. Manson poured some champagne inside two flutes and gave one to Paul. He would have liked to chug it right away and follow it with many more, so he would have not had to be fully aware of what was about to come, but he had learned his lesson, and this time he would have been completely clear headed.

He had no idea of the time, but he imagined that by that point his wife should have already reached Mr. Manson’s penthouse. Now he just had to keep him busy and distracted while she would have broken into the apartment and looked for the safe. And then? Would she have been able to force it and retrieve the Medallion of Zulo? It was a crazy and desperate plan, but it was the only option they had to get him back to normal. There was no way he was going to be stuck as a woman forever! And the possibility of becoming Mr. Manson’s eye candy was even more out of the question! He had to stay strong and try to entertain him as much and as best as he could, and just hope for the better. He had to believe that a solution was possible.

<<I’m glad you accepted my invitation Bambi. I mean, I know you had basically no choice, but still, I was surprised to hear again from you so soon. I imagined it would have taken you a lot more to resign yourself to your fate. I guess you are a reasonable woman after all, and that you have already realized the benefits that can come to you for obeying me.>>

Paul shivered with disgusts. That orrible man was so sleazy and arrogant.

<<You know, at first I considered doing things properly. Taking you out to dine in a luxurious restaurant and all that kind of stuff. But spending a whole day as the CEO of a company, ordering people left and right, really filled me with a sense of power. I know I can have you here and now if I want. So why don’t you just slip out of that fine dress and get more comfortable?>>

Paul gulped. Things were going a lot faster than he expected. He reluctantly complied, unzipping the dress his wife chose for him and remaining in just his white lingerie. Still he tried to maintain a look of confidence. He knew that in order for the plan to succeed he might have had to do… things he was not willing to do, but he hoped he could have avoided it. Confused and blurry memories of the previous night were still flashing in his mind, and he was glad that he couldn’t remember all that had happened. He didn’t even have the courage to confess to his wife what had actually happened, making her believe that he had been found out before he could retrieve the medallion. But the knowledge of what he had done and the mere thought of having to do such things again disgusted and unsettled him.

<<You are beautiful. It’s a shame that such a stunning beauty has to be at the mercy of such an old and disgusting man. But don’t worry, that can be easily fixed.>>
As he said so, Mr. Manson picked up a scarf that was laying beside him, and then he pulled out of his jacket… the medallion! Paul’s eyes opened wide and he gasped. The old man started to transform, becoming younger, taller, and much more fit, and after a few seconds in front of him was sitting a young and handsome man that Paul recognized as the new intern at the office.

<<I hope you like this body. I chose it just for you. Such a gorgeous woman should have a fitting partner. And when I saw that young man at the office, I just knew that he was the perfect candidate. I hope he doesn’t mind that I stole his scarf.>>
Paul was speechless. If he had the medallion that meant that their plan had already failed! Not only his wife was in danger, but she was risking all of that for nothing! He had to do something! Try to save her!

<<What’s the matter? You didn’t think I would have left such a powerful artifact unattended, did you? So, I think we can get this thing started now, don’t you agree?>>

The man unzipped his pants and took out and already hard cock. Just then Paul finally unfroze from his shock. He had to escape! He had to resist!

<<Don’t try to resist. You know I’m the one in charge here. There’s no use trying to fight back.>>

The man grabbed Paul by his narrow waist and pulled him towards him, and then he started to kiss his neck and grope his breasts. Paul quivered and felt completely powerless. The strange and alien sensations his body was sending him were overwhelming, and this time there was no alcohol making any of it more bearable. In a moment he found himself laying on his back, with his breasts exposed and his legs opened wide. He felt an unsettling feeling of dampness between his legs, and when the guy finally pulled his panties aside and slipped his throbbing cock inside of his wet pussy, he jolted, and a muffled moan of pleasure escaped his mouth. As the guy started to hump him harder and faster, with that shaft digging its way inside of him, he knew everything was lost. Waves of pleasure started to wash over his body and Paul threw his legs in the air and clung with his petite arms around the guy’s wide shoulders, grabbing his jacket with his dainty hands. He felt the humping getting even faster, and the guy’s cock started to twitch inside of him, and Paul thought of his wife. He had betrayed her. He was laying there getting fucked into submission while she was risking everything to get him back to normal. He didn’t have the strength nor the will to try to reach for the medallion and run away from there with it, or to try to find a way to warn her of the danger. He just laid there, waiting for the guy to come. And when he finally felt spurts of warm cum being shot inside of him, he realized that he had just lost everything and that his fate was sealed.

Not going back

Ten minutes. Only ten minutes left. Ten minutes before I have to leave this stunning body and go back to being my old self. God how I wish time would go slower. I can’t give up this body. I just can’t.

Sure, I could always possess it again right away, but it would last only a handful of hours and then I will have to go back again, and I have only one of those possession spells left. What can I do? Just the thought of my ugly, male body makes me shiver with disgust.

It shouldn’t have gone like this. Granted, possessing my neighbor is the best thing that ever happened to me. But now that I’m so close to the end of my little rampage as a body thief I kind of wish I never got to experience how great it is to be a woman. Those spells should have just been of service for my work. All I needed was a peek at my rival’s folders, just so I could get the information I needed to win the contest. And it worked, it worked really well. I got my promotion and my raise, and I was even able to frame that asshole for sexual harassment and get him fired. It was great!

But that witch gave way more spells than I needed. I already got what I wanted and still I had nine of them left. I had no idea what I could have done with them. Then came that night. I saw my neighbor coming home with her boyfriend. She was so hot. What wouldn’t I have given to have a chance with her. Then I realized that now I could have. All I had to do was possess her boyfriend and I could have had my way with her for hours. So I decided to act, I focused and… well I probably was thinking too much about her instead than about the guy I wanted to possess, because I suddenly found myself on all four, panting and sweating, while I was getting fucked senselessly from behind. It was so strange. So intense. I wanted to get him off of me, I wasn’t supposed to end up as a woman. But it felt just so… good. No better! It was amazing!

I felt so powerless, so completely numbed by the pleasure going through me. At first I just basked in that pleasure, then I realized that I wanted more of it, more cock inside of me, I wanted him to get faster and rougher. So I started pushing my ass back, moaning like crazy. Soon enough I felt him coming inside of me, the warm cum filling my insides. It was incredible. I collapsed on the bed, exhausted. And there I remained, overwhelmed by that experience, until the effects of the spell ran out and I found myself back in my room, in my old body.

I thought about that night constantly during the following days. At first I just wanted to label it as a strange but pleasant experience. But soon I found out that I was obsessed by it. I needed to feel like that one more time. So eventually I gave in. This time I possessed her as soon as she got home, and I took my sweet time. I teased her… my boyfriend, grabbing his crotch, feeling his cock getting erect under my touch. Oh how I wanted that shaft inside of me again. I melted under his kisses and caresses, as I felt my nipples getting hard and my pussy getting wet. I was so eager for it. I spread my legs and shivered with anticipation. And as I felt it enter inside of me… god how good that felt! I tried to get the max out of my time in her body, but eventually I had to get back to mine.

And now here I am. I have used almost all of my spells, always to possess her. Now I’m just happy to be her even if I don’t have sex. I just love to walk around her house, playing dress up with her outfits, looking for hours at myself in the mirror, exploring her sensitive and delicate body. It feels so good to wear lingerie. I even tried to replicate this feeling as a man, but it is just not the same. My hairy, ugly male body is not even remotely comparable with this soft skin, these plump forms. God I love this so much! I can’t go back to be me!

I have to find a way to stay like this forever. Screw my old body! It can rot for how much I care! And screw my old life too! I can’t even go about my day properly anymore anyway. All the time I think about going back to this body. I have to find a way!

One minute left. Here we are. My time is up. I can’t just use my last spell right away. It may be the last time I get to possess her, it must be a special occasion. Maybe I can call her boyfriend and try to involve one of his friends too. A good completion for my time as a woman. But what will I do after that? I still have not been able to find that witch again. I can’t just resign to be myself forever. But what can I do? Can I just try with a sex change? Will it be enough? There must be a way!

The plan

Kyle smiled pleased at his reflection in the mirror. Jennifer’s body looked great in the lingerie he had chosen. It felt great too. He was so thin, and energetic. He couldn’t believe how sensitive his skin felt and how the slightest touch was able to make him shiver. And those tits… he could barely resist to keep groping them. He shuddered with disgust thinking about his old body, so fat and out of shape. Now he had left all that behind, not only his old ugly body but his life as an underpaid clerk living in a shitty apartment as well.

Now he was beautiful and wealthy, and could have had anything he ever wanted. He didn’t mind at all the fact that he was now a woman. On the contrary, it thrilled him. He always thought that girls have it easier in life and now it was his time to shine.

He checked himself out once again, brushing his new long hair and checking his makeup. He then turned towards the bed where the outfit he had chosen for that night was laying. Maybe that dress was a little too provocative. Jennifer was a very modest girl and perhaps going out dressed like that would have made him look a little bit too whorish and it would have risen some suspicions too. He shrugged that off immediately. “Why should I care about how Jennifer would behave? This is my body now after all. I’m sure Todd will love the new, more provocative Jennifer”.

Right! Todd would have arrived any minute now. He’d better hurry, even though he found the idea of making him wait in a very feminine fashion quite amusing. He recalled his last conversation with Jennifer. Maybe he seemed a little bit too favorable to pretend to be her for her date of that night with her boyfriend. He even went as far as asking her what they usually did in the bedroom so he could be really convincing. He feared she could have suspected something, but she was clearly more concerned for her date to go on smoothly to worry about his strange eagerness to put on that farce.

He looked at the clock once again. It had been a while since he called the police on himself. By now they probably had already found all the drug he hid in his apartment to frame Jennifer while in his body. Whether she would have ended up in prison or not didn’t really matter. The important thing was that she would have been kept away from him long enough so that the swap would have become permanent. He thought about his parents, maybe the only people who ever really cared for him. That would have caused them so much pain. He felt bad for them. But it was just for an instant. Now they weren’t his parents anymore. He should have stopped thinking about himself as Kyle altogether. Now he was Jennifer, and that would have been his identity for the rest of his life.

The doorbell rang. Todd had arrived. He looked at himself in the mirror one last time, seeing his reflection return him a smug and malicious look. That was the first day of his new life, and he would have made it memorable. Todd was a pretty good looking guy. He betted it would have been a lot of fun to get screwed by him all night long.

A promise is a promise

Originally requested by Marti ^-^ Really fond of this one :)

Martin wore the stockings that were laying on the bed, gently pulling them up his long and smooth legs. The feeling of the fabric over his soft skin felt kinda pleasant. Definitely more comfortable than the bra he was wearing. Its lacy pattern was brushing against his nipples, who he found out were a lot more sensitive than his former male ones. Despite having to admit that he looked gorgeous he didn’t like how it felt at all. Same went for the panties, which were annoyingly running up his butt cheeks. He thought of changing out of that lingerie because of how uncomfortable he felt, but then he remembered how insistent Jessica was about him having to wear that exact outfit.

<<It’s James’s favorite.>> she said to him. And he promised to comply.

Yeah… James...

His best friend was waiting for him in the adjacent room of their hotel suite, ready to take him out to their romantic dinner. Martin had his heart in his throat. Could he actually go out on a date with his best friend pretending to be his girlfriend? Sure he had promised, but actually doing it just felt too strange!

It all started a few days prior. Martin, James and his girlfriend Jessica had arrived in the beautiful resort in Greece where they would have spent the following week. They had organized this trip abroad months in advance. Unfortunately a few weeks before their departure Martin had a bad argument and broke up with his girlfriend, who was supposed to come as well. Why was it so difficult for him to keep a girlfriend? It was frustrating. He was 28 years old now, and most of his friends were already married and starting families. Soon even James and Jessica would have married, while he was still unable to have a relationship last more than a couple of months. It was so nice of his friends to let him come to Greece even if he was not able to find another person to bring with him. He knew that that would have most likely felt awkward for the three of them, but he just couldn’t spend his holydays at home, alone, dealing with the fact that he screwed up another relationship. And so he joined his friends in their vacation.

Poor James. He was always so nice. Despite the fact he couldn’t swim he insisted anyway for Martin and Jessica to go ahead and bath in that wonderful water. They swam until they eventually found some sort of cave between the rocks. It looked like a nice place to relax, and so they stayed there for a while. Martin then found an amulet hidden in the sand. It looked ancient, with strange inscriptions on it. Jessica wanted to see it as well, curious, but as they both touched it they felt something was wrong. Martin felt a tingle between his legs, and felt like his balls were receding inside his body and his penis was shrinking. He reached for his groin with his hand and felt his genitals becoming smaller and smaller, as if they were disappearing. He then heard Jessica’s screams of terror, as she was looking horrified at a bulge appearing down in her crotch. Suddenly Martin felt his dick completely recede into his body, and a slit started to form between his legs. The tingle finally stopped, and the two of them were staring at each other terrorized, Martin with his new flat crotch and Jessica with a brand new penis barely contained by her swimsuit. They screamed, and yelled at each other, so shocked that they didn’t even notice that their height was changing as well, Martin slowly getting shorter while Jessica was growing in height. Eventually they had to leave the cave. James was probably waiting for them, and he sure as hell did not have to find out that they had somehow swapped genitals, most likely because of that strange amulet. Martin tucked it in his pocket and they both left the cave, Jessica now having to cover herself with a sarong which fortunately enough she had taken with her that day to the beach. She would soon have needed that piece of clothing for much more than just hiding her new equipment, as her legs had started to slowly get less toned and much more hairy, while Martin was showing off a pair of long legs smooth like glass, barely covered by his swimsuit.

As they got back to where they had left James, they found him playing soccer with a group of guys. They greeted him from afar. <<We must not be found out!>> said Jessica to Martin. He nodded, and they both headed towards him. Suddenly Martin noticed that he was walking in a weird way, with his hips swinging left and right with each step. He realized that his hips had widened and his ass felt much firmer, while in front of him he saw Jessica’s toned butt flatten, her sarong now barely staying up.

<<Hi guys. Did you have fun? You’ve been away for a while.>> said James, who had come towards them. Jessica kissed him nervously.

<<Yes honey. The place is truly beautiful.>> she answered.

Martin was watching with eyes wide open Jessica’s hair getting shorter in front of his eyes, while he felt his hair elongating, reaching down past his shoulders. He tried to make Jessica aware of the changes that were getting faster and faster, but as soon as he tried to say something he felt something go down his throat. He coughed, and when he tried to speak again he heard a voice that didn’t belong to him come out of his mouth. He noticed how Jessica was now striving to hide the deep tone of her voice while talking to James, squeaking in an almost comedic way.

<<I… I don’t feel well honey! I have to go back to the hotel!>> she said rushing away, not giving James the time to react.

<<I… I’ll look after her! Don’t worry!>> said Martin with the deepest voice he managed to make.

James wanted to go after his girlfriend and friend, but he was called back by the guys who were playing with him, annoyed by the intermission to their match. He was uncertain about what to do. He probably should have aided his girlfriend. That was really a strange behavior for her. But then again Martin was with her. They got along so well lately. He knew he could count on him. He would have reached them to the hotel in a few minutes anyway. So he joined the guys again. He just couldn’t help it, he was such a sport addict. He would have gone after them as soon as he finished the match.

Meanwhile Martin and Jessica were hiding in an alley, facing each other, shaking and fidgeting for the fear. By now Jessica had got considerably taller than Martin, and hair started to appear all over her body. Martin on the other hand now had flocks of long brown hair going down past his shoulders, and his slightly out of shape belly was now flat and toned. They had to rush to the hotel before the changes got more extreme. The receptionist witnessed a really strange scene when he saw what looked like a guy in a sarong and bikini run through the hall beside a topless girl in a pair of swimsuit shorts. In the elevator they were staring terrified at each other as Jessica’s breasts were deflating while Martin saw two tits develop on his chest, getting bigger and bigger. When they finally got into the room the transformation was almost complete. They were now both standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Martin staring at his new breasts while Jessica was touching nervously her changing face where, over her new rough skin, a beard had started to appear. Now that they had completely turned into each other they were left with the confusion and the fear. How did that happened? How could what looked like a plain piece of junk do this to them?

But there just wasn’t time to give in to the panic. James would have been there soon, and he was supposed to take Jessica out to a romantic dinner that evening. It was of outmost importance that the date went smoothly. She knew that that trip was supposed to be the time he would have finally asked her to marry him. There was no choice. Martin had to pretend to be her for that evening and go as her to that date. He couldn’t screw it up.

<<Promise me you will do it! Please!>> she begged him. He of course had no choice but to agree to that.

<<I promise.>>.

So now there he was, slipping inside the black dress Jessica had prepared for him to wear, ready to go out for that important night.

<<Honey are you ready? We have to go!>> he heard James call for him from the other room.

<<Yes I’ll be there in a minute sweety!>> he answered, still unused to hear Jessica’s voice coming out of his mouth. He felt bad for having him wait for so long, but it took him more than he thought to get ready. He was still uncomfortable moving around in Jessica’s body, and he had difficulties putting on his makeup, even thought he felt pretty proud of the final result. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was stunning. Jessica was such a gorgeous woman, and dressed like that she was incredibly beautiful. He wore the heels placed beside the bed. He had practiced with those earlier, going up and down the room multiple times. But he soon would have find out that walking for a whole evening in those was painful, and he soon would have begged to sit down and have some relief. As he got out of the bedroom he found James waiting for him. The glance he gave him flattered him. Those eyes, those beautiful eyes. He looked so much in love. He felt strange. Why was he feeling like that? Suddenly all his doubt and insecurities reemerged, but he couldn’t just give up. A promise is a promise after all.

He had a wonderful time that night. James had been so considerate, and funny, and romantic. Martin started to understand why he had so many troubles with girls. He never treated them with such love and consideration. He had to admit to himself that he felt like a princess that night. When they got back to the hotel after a wonderful dinner he felt so torn inside. He knew what was supposed to happen. Maybe he could have made up an excuse, sneak out and reach Jessica to the cave before everything went too far. She had discovered that according to local legends if they returned to the cave at night when the full moon was up in the sky they would have changed back to their original selves. And fortunately for them that night was a full moon night. She was probably already waiting for him there. But suddenly he felt James place his hands over his shoulders, giving him a sensual massage, and then he felt him kissing his neck. It felt good in an unsettling way. He felt him unzip his dress, which fell to his ankles, and with a flick of his fingers he freed him of his bra as well. Martin felt relieved by that. James then started to fondle his breasts, and Martin felt his crotch push against his butt, his dick slowly getting hard. He realized to his dismay that he was enjoying every second of it. It was wrong, but it felt so right! “Maybe I can stay just a little bit more. The full moon will be high in the sky for a while. There is no hurry. After all, didn’t I promise that I would have done everything to make this night go well?”

He felt so safe in James’s embrace, as he gently lead him to the bed. He made him lay on it, looking at him straight in the eyes. Those damned eyes. They were now reflecting all his lust. He stiffened as he saw him reach down with his hands to his groin, taking his panties off and then going down with his head towards his pussy, which he felt quiver with anticipation. He jolted as James started to tease his clit with the tip of his tongue, while he started rubbing his new genitals with his fingers. He felt he was getting wet. “Yes. I have to stay. Just a little bit more. A promise is a promise. This must not end.”. Strange thoughts went through his head, as he felt the pleasure build and wash over his body. It felt amazing. Maybe this was just supposed to be. Dating never felt like the thing for him, but that night had been incredible. Could it be that he was never supposed to take out girls for dates but that he was in fact the one supposed to be taken out? Maybe that was why he couldn’t find a girlfriend. All that time he may just have been waiting for his best friend. He thought about the following day. Maybe that would be the day in which James would finally propose. The thought made him smile. He then looked at the night stand, on top of which the amulet was glowing with the full moon light reflecting on it. Jessica would have had to wait for a while in that cave. Maybe she would have waited the whole night in vain. In that instant their predicament seemed to Martin the best thing that could ever happen to him.

<<I love you Jess.>> he heard James telling him form below.

He bit his lip for the pleasure.

<<I love you too James.>>.

A hard girl to date

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“God! She’s beautiful! Her bright smile, her pretty face, that hot body… she’s perfect! And not only she’s gorgeous, she’s also smart, funny, sweet, everything a guy can wish for! My dream girl. Too bad everybody keeps telling me to stay far away from her. They say that it is not worth to deal with her overprotective twin brother. But why should he care so much about who his sister dates? I mean, I can understand being protective of your sister, I imagine that being twins they must have a very strong bond. But for what I know she never dates anyone, she’s allowed to only see her female friends. This is ridiculous! She must feel so lonely. Oh how I wish I could be the guy to sweep her off her feet and give her all the love and affection she craves. Then again, why couldn’t I be that guy? I mean, if they are all so intimidated by her brother, that means I have little to no competition! So what if her brother is protective? If she likes me he will have to deal with it and stop acting like some jealous creep eventually. I fear no man! I will show her that I’m braver than all those cowards who don’t have the guts to even ask her out! That’s it, I will take my chances! What’s the worst that could happen?”

<<Really?! You… you will go out to dinner with me?>>

<<Why so surprised? Are there any reason why I should not have accepted your invitation?>>

<<N… no! Not at all! It’s just that… I mean, I’ve heard that…>>

<<Yeah, I know what they say about me. And about my brother unfortunately. Listen, I love my brother, but he is way too protective with me, and he has no right to scare all the guys away from me. I’ve literally never been on a date before! That’s insane! I at least appreciate the fact that you have found the courage to ask me out. Besides, you seem like a nice guy, and I think you also look cute. It’s just a dinner after all, that will not hurt. Don’t worry, I’ll deal with my brother!>>

<<Great! I’ll pick you up at nine then! I know the best Greek restaurant in town! You’ll see, you’re going to love it!>>

<<Ahah, okok, calm down now! I’ll see you later then.>>

<<Yes! See you later!>>

I was in seventh heaven! I felt like my heart could have exploded with joy! I got a date with my dream girl! If I played my cards well, maybe she would have become my girlfriend! I was so thrilled! Finally things seemed to start to come around for me. Unfortunately I would soon have learned why no guy had ever asked her out, and my life would have changed forever.

I had walked just a few steps when I started to feel something wrong in my stomach. Suddenly a stabbing pain made me bend over, and all the air in my lungs escaped in a muffled lament. I was shaking uncontrollably, and all my body started to feel unbearably hot. What was going on? Suddenly I heard a cracking noise, and my back, shoulder, and hips started to hurt like crazy. My clothes started to feel baggier, like they had just grown in size. No, it was I who had become smaller! I realized that I had somehow become shorter. Not only that, but I was thinner, and frailer. My sweater felt so oversized compared to my now much smaller shoulders, and my pants were falling down due to my narrower waist, only held up by my hips, which had somehow got larger. I was in total panic. What was happening?! I looked at my hands, almost covered by the oversized sleeves, and to my dismay I saw them become smaller and daintier right in front of my eyes, and my skin was changing color as well! Suddenly my chest started to hurt, and I couldn’t hold back a muffled moan, that came out of my mouth in a voice completely different from mine. It wasn’t very apparent due to my baggy clothes, but my chest was rapidly inflating, growing in several sizes. My nipples were itching like crazy, and as I brought my hands to my chest, desperately thinking I could have stopped it from inflating more if I blocked it with my hands, I felt two soft mound of flesh, and as I squeezed them almost reflexively I jolted as that sent shiver down my spine. Finally the pain shifted towards my crotch, and before I could even reach with my hands down there to see what was happening, my bulge had already disappeared, living behind a flat groin.

The pain finally stopped, and I was left in a state of complete panic. <<Help me!>> I started to yell, unsettled by my new high pitched voice. <<Somebody help me! 助けて!>>. To my surprise and distress, those last words came out of my mouth in what sounded to me just like complete gibberish. For some reason I found myself unable to speak in English. I turned around and saw her going towards the campus. I can’t say what went through my mind at that moment, I was just too scared and confused, but for some reason I felt like she could have helped me. So I ran after her, yelling and calling for her, when suddenly something else begun to change. My pants and sweater disappeared into thin air, and I felt my socks becoming longer and climbing up my new smooth legs, getting tighter and lighter. I looked down confused, and I saw them cling around my thighs and then change into fishnet stockings. Then I felt my shirt become tighter around my torso, transforming into a tank top first and then losing the straps, and the fabric changed into silk. I was now dressed in a black corset, the smooth fabric enveloping me tight and perking up my new breasts. Finally my boxer started to feel tighter as well, and quickly transformed into black panties enveloping my flat crotch. My races abruptly ended when I lost my balance and fell down, and when I looked down to understand what had caused my fall I realized that my sneakers had changed into a pair of high heels.

Stumbling over those uncomfortable shoes I was finally able to reach her. I grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her around. She looked so confused. But before I could say anything she disappeared in front of my eyes, and the environment surrounding me changed. I found myself in a room I had never seen before, with a guy in front of me looking at me with a pleased expression on his face. I recognized him as her infamous twin brother, but before I could say anything he started to talk to me.

<<So you are another one of those guys that hover around my beloved sister, uh? When will you fouls learn that she’s off limit! Thankfully I have my spell protecting her from guys like you. Oh, I know what you want to say! You are sorry, and you are never going to do it again. Well, that’s for sure buddy! I hope you’ll like your new life!>>, and as he finished that sentence he disappeared as well.

The environment around me started to change again, and suddenly I found myself laying on a bed, with bright spotlights lighting up the room and flashes going off in front of me. I was able to catch a glimpse of what I understood being a photographer taking pictures of me, and I heard him talking to me in a language I had never heard before, but somehow I was able to understand him perfectly.

<<All right Juri, don’t get distracted! We’re almost done! Ok, now arch your back and try to highlight you cleavage! Give me a sexy look! Come on girl! Don’t act shy!>>

Despite my state of utter fear and confusion, I soon realized that I had become some kind of model in the middle of a photoshoot, as incredible as it sounded. All I wanted to do was scream and run away from there and try to figure out what the hell had happened to me, but for some reason I decided that the best course of action to take was to play along for the moment and do as that guy said. So I awkwardly started to follow his instruction. I was so uneasy, I felt like a piece of meat! And yet after a while I started to get more confident and enjoy myself. Hell, I would even dare to say that I was having fun!

It didn’t take long for the photoshoot to end. The photographer complimented me, and told me that I was a really promising model and that I had a guaranteed future in the modeling agency. He then playfully slapped my butt. That hurt, and I couldn’t hold back a gasp, but strangely I couldn’t bring myself to get angry at him for that cheeky gesture. On the contrary, I felt disturbingly turned on by it, and I was almost flattered by all those compliments. Still not understanding what was going on I went into the next room as he told me to do, and there I was met with the sight of a dozen other models, all dressed up in sexy lingerie. One of them approached me.

<<Hi! I’m Fumiko! What’s your name?>>

<<I… I’m Juri. I mean, I’m Juri! No wait! What’s going on?>>

For some reason I couldn’t say my name. I was well aware that my name was Julian, but for some reason I couldn’t help but think of myself as a Japanese girl named Juri. It was so confusing, and frustrating! The girl gave me a comforting look.

<<Don’t try to fight it. It’s only going to hurt you. You will never be able to tell me your actual name, nor will you able to think of yourself as anything different from Juri. Trust me, it’s better if you just give up. The sooner you’ll accept it, the easier it will be.>>

<<W… what’s happening? All… all I did was just…>>

<<Ask her out, I know. I did the same. We all did. She’s beautiful, isn’t she? I bet you wondered why nobody was asking her out. Well, plenty of other guys actually did, and they are all here now. They’re the many models of the Aqua Modeling Agency. Hana-chan there asked her out on a date in high school, while I have been here for six months now.>>

<<But… how?! How is this possible?!>>

<<We don’t really know. Some kind of spell or curse her brother casted on her sister. Basically every guy she agrees to date transforms into a Japanese girl and gets sent here to work as a model. Don’t worry though, it’s going to be difficult at first, but it is not all that bad once you have accepted it.>>

<<Accepted it? What the fuck are you talking about?! I don’t want to be a girl! I won’t take any of this bullshit!>>

<<Yeah, everybody reacts like that at first. Unfortunately you will soon find out that there’s really not much else you can do. You have been erased from reality, and you are the only one now who remembers your previous life. For anyone else you are and have always been Juri, I’m afraid. Sure, you’re free to go if you don’t want to become a model, but I must warn you, you’ll find out that you can only speak Japanese now and have no recollection of whatever skill or knowledge you had as a guy. Moreover, it’s better for you to know this right away: you like guys now. Yup, that asshole made sure that you will never be able to threaten his precious sister, so now you are nothing more than a pretty dumb model who’s really, really into guys.>>

<<I… No! That’s… that’s impossible! This is insane!>>

<<I know. You must be terrified right now. Don’t worry, it gets better after a while. The job pays pretty well, and we all have each other when we need help. We will help you adjust to your new life at first. As I said the sooner you’ll accept this, the easier it will be. Oh! Takeshi’s here! All right Juri, don’t screw this up! Remember, just do as you feel and it will all come out natural. Now go!>>

She pushed me into this empty room, where I’ve been waiting for some time now. I’m still trying to piece together all the information I’ve been flooded with in just a handful of minutes, but it all seems so crazy! And yet this is undeniably real! As real as these breasts hanging from my chest. God, this corset is so tight! I can barely breathe! Why am I here? What’s going on? Oh, a guy has just entered the room. It must be that Takeshi guy that girl told me about. But what does he want from me?

<<You must be Juri, the new girl. Yeah… you are indeed quite beautiful. And they’ve told me you did great at the photoshoot. My agency could use another model, especially one as gorgeous as you are. But first, I will have to assess your skills and attributes first hand.>>

My skills? What is he talking about? What does this creep want from me? Why… why is he unbuttoning his pants?