Live fast

<<Wohoo!!!>>

<<Fuck yeah! We made it!>>

<<Oh man! This is amazing!>>

<<So, how does Becky’s body feel?>>

<<It feels amaziiiiing!!!>>

The girl screamed her joy to the top of her lungs as she firmly grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. Her boyfriend to her side smiled pleased, and then started to push on the gas pedal, making the engine of his flaming sport car roar as they took off into the night at incredible speed. Behind them, back at the club, their former bodies were screaming and flailing after them, but they were already too far for them to be heard. It was done. Fred and George had succeeded. The remote worked perfectly. They now had Chad and Becky’s bodies, and in their plan those would have become their new bodies for the rest of their lives.

Fred was actually quite surprised at George’s enthusiasm for his new body. He still had to process the fact that his best friend turned out to be gay, but he didn’t really mind that. On the contrary, that was perfect actually. He would have stolen the body of the captain of the football team, while George would have become Becky, his girlfriend and captain of the cheerleader squad. They were now the most popular guy and girl in school, and they were leaving their lives as losers behind them, while Chad and Becky would have been trapped inside their bodies forever. It was perfect!

George took a peak under Becky’s… his dress. He run his dainty hand over his panties, and was amazed at the feeling of an empty crotch and of a slit laying just below the silk fabric. It felt so weird to not be a guy anymore, but he was also incredibly thrilled. Never in his life did he imagine that he would have one day had the possibility to become an actual girl, but now that it happened he was on seventh heaven, and couldn’t wait to try his new body out. He looked at his friend and bit his lips. Chad had always been an asshole to them, but he had to admit that he was a pretty hot guy, and he couldn’t wait to find out what he was packing down there. He felt a warm sensation down in his groin at the mere thought of that. Fred was just as eager to try his new body out, especially considering that he always had a crush on Becky. Not surprising actually, she was the most beautiful and desired girl in the whole school, and now she was his. It was strange to think that that stunning beauty was actually his best friend, but what difference did that make? He would have had a gorgeous boyfriend with the personality of his best friend! Isn’t it what all guys dream?

The two thieves would have though later about what they would have done once their old bodies would have started going around claiming their actual bodies had been stolen. Now all they wanted to do was to find a place where to park the car and have sex as soon as possible. Fred pushed the gas pedal even harder, and George’s new blond hair blown in the wind. They both laughed euphorically. That was the first days of their new lives, and they were about to make the best out of it.

My masterpiece

<<Where is it? Where the hell did he put it?>>

<<Looking for something Carmen?>>

<<J… Johnathan!>>

<<What are you doing in my studio honey?>>

<<N… Nothing! I… was just…>>

<<You won’t find it. I would never leave something that precious just laying around in my studio. I have hidden it. And even if you had found it, what do you think you could have done with it? You don’t know anything about the magic paint, or about the enchantment on the canvas, or about how the curse even works for that matter. What even was your plan?>>

<<I… I…>>

<<Look, I understand why you are so opposed to this whole situation. I know I shouldn’t have done something like that to you without even asking. But please, try to understand me. For all my life I have been looking for a muse, someone who could inspire me through love, and make my art flourish. I was desperate. In the end, the only solution for me was to create my own muse.

That’s why I bought the magic paint in that mysterious shop. That’s why I invited you over with the pretext of making a portrait of you. Who better than my best friend could have served as the basis for my masterpiece? And look at you now! You really are my masterpiece. I have painted you as the most gorgeous woman I could have imagined, just like I have always dreamed her. And the enchantment turned my painting into a reality. You are my muse Carmen!

I knew it would not have been easy to make you accept this situation, but I hoped you would have understood eventually. You are not my best friend anymore. You have become much more now. Something transcendent. Something beautiful. Please, please Carmen, try to understand!>>

<<I do!>>

<<…What?>>

<<I do Johnathan. I understand. I was mad at you for what you have done to me. I hated being a woman at first. All the time I could only think about how to turn back, and I tried to play by your rule, hoping with time you would have let your guard now.

But with time something changed in me. As I posed for your paintings, as I spent more and more time with you, and saw all the love and affection you treated me with, I started to feel something for you. And last night, when we made love, something changed in me. As I looked at you in the eyes, and saw how much in love you were, I realized how marvelous all of this actually is. I’d love to be your muse Johnathan. I want to inspire you, and support you, and love you with all my heart. I accept to live the rest of my life as Carmen.

That’s why I was looking for the portrait. I wanted to destroy it, so I would have never gone back!>>

<<Oh Carmen, I’m so happy to hear you say that! I’m going to treat you like a queen, and make you the happiest woman in the world! I promise! I… I love you Carmen!>>

<<And I love you Johnathan.>>

The wacky adventures of Dr. K

“Oh crap! Where will end up this time?”

That was the last conscious thought of Doctor K before he felt his consciousness being pulled away from his current body. In an instant all the sounds around him faded, and whatever was in his sight warped in front of him turning into a confused and indistinguishable blur, as he felt his limbs go numb first followed by the rest of his body, until he felt like a weightless entity being drifted away in the air.

It had been months since the last time that happened. One of the longest permanence in the same body since the day of the experiment, if not the longest. Honestly the Doctor had stopped counting the days long ago, but it must have been already about two years since that fatal day in which the genius inventor first tried out his teleportation machine. It should have been the greatest invention of the century. Hell, the greatest of all time! But something went horribly wrong. When he tested it, instead of having his whole body sent to the designated location, only his consciousness was teleported, and he found himself trapped in a different body.

That sure was an interesting, even if unwanted, turn of the events, and he would have definitely had a lot to analyze once he would have got back at his laboratory in order to assess what went wrong. But before he could get back there he felt once again the warping sensation associated with the teleportation, and in a moment his surroundings morphed and changed around him, and he found himself once again trapped in a different body. Apparently the machine malfunction was a lot worse than he thought, and without any warning it kept randomly reactivating sending the unfortunate Doctor in a different location, and in a different body. In the months preceding this new jump across space and bodies he had almost got used to his new life, and he hoped that that would have finally been the time in which the machine would have stopped working and he could have finally settled in. Unfortunately that wasn’t the case, and the poor guy was about to discover what his new life had in store for him.

As the twisted shapes in front of him finally regained a coherent form and he started to get back to his senses, he realized that he was in a bedroom laying on a bed. He first noticed the feeling of stockings brushing against his legs, and long hair itching in the back of his head, and the weight of two plump mounds of flesh hanging from his chest. No doubt about it, he was a woman now, and a pretty buxom one at that. He had been a woman before, even if just for a short while, so he wasn’t all that unsettled by his new body. What really disquieted him in the instants immediately following his teleportation was to feel the firm grasp of a male hand over his new breast, and a slimy tongue licking his neck and ear. He was now in the company of a man who was teasing his new erogenous zones, squeezing his tits while pressing his hard-on against his new genitals. The unease and disgust were matched only by the still quite alien feeling of female arousal down in his groin, and against his will he found himself panting and moaning under that touch. “Fuck! Of all the places and bodies why did I have to end up into the body of a woman in the middle of an intercourse?!”. Little did the professor know that that was just the beginning of his troubles.

Before he could even become fully aware of all the new sensations his body was sending him, the door slammed and an enraged woman stormed into the room yelling. <<Get off my husband you bitch!>>. Now we find the poor professor running away from his lover’s furious wife, his new heavy boobs flailing around and his feet hurting on the concrete in the garden. He will have plenty of time to find out what his new life is like, or at least until the machine will start randomly working again. But now all he must focus on is his own survival. He definitely doesn’t want to find out what that crazy woman is going to do to him if she gets her hands on him.

Becoming mom

Requested by Marilin Salazar :)

Miguel was a weird kid. While he looked and acted like a normal kid for the most part, he always had strange… fixations, which he carried with him way into his teen years. Like all the boys in his school he as well would check out all the pretty girls in class, but for reasons completely different from those of his pals. He wasn’t looking at their curves or their pretty faces because he was attracted by them. Instead his stare would focus on their clothes, the cute blouses, the short skirts, the lacy bra and panties he would manage to sneak peeks at from under their clothes. He envied them so much for being allowed to dress like that. He too wanted to feel silk on his skin, and the tight embrace of stockings, and the breeze blow through his bare legs and under his skirt, and his tight clothes highlighting his curves. God how he envied them.

Eventually curiosity had the best of him, and he felt the uncontrollable urge to try to dress like a girl. And since he could not possibly have gone out buying his own female clothes, he had to resort to his mother’s wardrobe. Every time he would be home alone, he would rush to this parent’s bedroom and take out all the dresses, and lingerie, and jewelry he could manage to try on during the time available to him before someone would come home.

One day, while he was dressed in his mom’s favorite dress, with lacy panties running up his butt, and a bra clasped around his chest, and high heels at his feet, and her necklace around his neck, something happened. He was practicing with makeup, and he just had finished applied lipstick, he looked at his reflection in the mirror and was actually pretty impressed at the results. Sure, he had got better and better in the past few months at doing his makeup, but that was incredible! His face looked fully female, and remarkably similar to his mother’s. The resemblance was actually so uncanny that he started to be freaked out by it as he kept staring at his luscious lips and delicate features.

He decided that that was enough for that day, and he tried to remove the wig he had bought to make the illusion more seamless, but as he tried to do so he realized that it just would not come off, like it was sealed to his head. Like those were his actual hairs! He remained paralyzed with terror as he saw those hair change color from blonde to a brown tone more similar to that of his mother’s hair, and then he felt all his body starting to tingle. He looked at his hand and saw it become slender and delicate right in front of his eyes, and then his arms lost all of their muscle tone and hairs. He felt a weird sensation down in his crotch, and as he lifted the dress he saw that it was now completely flat, with no bulge whatsoever in sight, and as he brought his hand down there all he could feel was an uncanny and unsettling void, and the startling sensation of a slit right below the silk panties.

The tingling sensation went to his legs, which started to transform becoming smooth and fatter, as did his butt, which started to inflate as his hips swayed outwards. As his figure kept changing he started to ventilate in panic, and to his dismay with each breathe he could feel his chest inflate, until two big breasts grew over it, filling nicely the cups of the bra he stole form his mother’s drawer. He was so overturned that he could not even master the strength to shriek, but if he had done so it would have come out in his mother’s voice. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, and his heart sunk when he realized that he had transformed into a copy of his mom.

He started shaking uncontrollably, feelings his legs going numb, and he swore he could have fainted right there if he didn’t suddenly felt a strange and uncontrollable urge. He grabbed his mother’s beauty case and started to adjust his makeup, and comb his hair properly, and adjust his clothes, and it felt like he had been doing that all countless times before, and when he was done with it what he found staring back at him from the reflection was basically a clone of his mother.

He didn’t have time to take in his transformation, because soon he heard the front door open and someone starting to go up the stairs. He started to panic even more, striving to remain calm and lucid enough to think about what to do, but it was too late. Before he could have done anything his father had already entered the room.

<<Ah honey! You’re home early as well I see. Wow, you look gorgeous! What’s the occasion?>>

Miguel tried to think of something to say, but all he managed to do was stutter some nonsense. His father got closer to him.

<<Is everything all right dear?>>

He grabbed him be the hips and pulled him close to him.

<<You know, it’s been a while since you have last worn this dress. You know how it drives me crazy.>>

As he saw him get closer and closer to him, Miguel tried to push his father back, but realized that he didn’t have the assertiveness to do so, and so all he could do as his father’s lips got dangerously close to his, was to move his face aside leaving his neck open, which his dad did not hesitate to start kissing and biting. Miguel quivered under those kisses. It felt all so unsettling, and yet so weirdly pleasant. His dad’s hands were running up his hips, caressing him and groping his newly acquired curves, and then they slipped under his dress and started teasing his pussy from over the panties. He gasped and let out a yelp of surprise as a jolt went up his spine to the back of his head, and he immediately felt himself getting weaker.

<<Miguel doesn’t seem to be home. What do you say we take advantage of this to have some fun?>>

Miguel felt his heart in his throat as he realized that if he did not do something to stop what was about to happen, he would have ended up having sex with his dad. He could not allow that to happen! That was too disturbing, too fucked up! He had to react, to snap out of that strange trance he was into. And yet, even though he knew that that was wrong, it also felt so right! It felt so pleasant to be groped, and teased, and he started to feel a warm sensation down in his groin. He soon realized that he was getting horny, and as he felt his dad’s erect cock starting to poke his new genitals, he felt the irresistible urge to give himself over. He did not resist as his father started to undress him, and even surprised himself starting to rub his dick with his dainty hands, and even undoing his pants.

As he saw his hard on spring out of his underwear, Miguel felt his mouth start to water. He could not hold back. He needed this. So without second thoughts he dropped on his knees, took his dad’s cock in his hand, wrapped his lips around it and started to bob his head back and forth as he started to suck avidly on it. It tasted funny, and the smell wasn’t very nice, but it felt so good to feel it throb and jump inside of his mouth, so he started to run his tongue around it, and as he looked up and saw the satisfied expression on his father’s face, he felt even more compelled to keep sucking.

The couple was so absorbed by the sex, that neither of them heard the front door open once again and someone going up the stairs lured by the moans and grunts coming from upstairs. And as Miguel’s mother came around the corner and looked inside their room, she was shocked and completely dumbfounded to see what looked like a perfect copy of herself blowing her husband.

A change of heart

<<So what do you think guys? Are you enjoying it?>>
<<Ffffuck! This bitch sure is great at sucking!>>
<<Just hurry up and finish man! We’re waiting for our turn here!>>
<<Fuck you, I’ll take how much I want!>>
<<Now calm down guys. You don’t have to argue. Tamicka here has time for all of you. She will never get tired of it. Right Tamicka?>>
<<Mmmmmm…>>
<<I hope she will change your mind about black women. Why being racist after all? You’re only going to miss on such amazing beauties.>>
<<Yeah… I have to admit I already feel more tolerant if you know what I mean.>>
<<Yeah. It’s a shame Richard isn’t here to enjoy this as well.>>
<<Fuck Richard! Fuck him to hell! I should have never listened to his racist rants. Plus if he was here he would have never allowed this. He wouldn’t even touch a black woman.>>
<<Yeah I’ve heard of your leader. He was… I mean, he is really a despicable asshole. Don’t worry for him. I’m sure he will have a change of heart too eventually. Maybe he just needs some… educational experience. He’s going to be fine. Now smile for the camera Tamicka. Give me one of your slutty looks. Boy, you sure seem to be enjoying this! Perhaps we can make this a permanent thing. Keep going girl. Your old… I mean, new friends are waiting. You have the power to persuade some really bad guys into becoming better people. It is your duty to do so. Believe me, I know how fulfilling that feels.>>

Spring break contest: One year later

A finale to my series "Spring break contest" after a couple of requests for a conclusion :) Shotout to Unown7599 for the images ^-^

A year has passed since Alan, John and Jack had to say goodbye to their manhood forever after having been cursed into and transformed into three busty women. The three friends never spoke to each other again after the day when the winner of their sadistic competition had been announced, both because they still were quite mad at each other and because of their desire to leave their old lives behind their back and start anew. But big news were on their way, and the three girls would soon have seen each other one more time.

 Alana was so tense waiting for a response from his old friends. Every couple of hours she would check her mailbox with her dainty hands shaking hoping she would have found a response, and every time she did not see any she would get gloomy and depressed. She had realized how much she had missed them, and how painful it would have been if they would have ended up deciding to not join her on the most important day of her life. She was so unbelievably happy when her boyfriend finally proposed to her, and she swore her heart could have exploded with joy as he put a ring on her finger. She never quite considered the possibility of ever having a normal, loving and long-lasting relationship, especially considering how she had basically spent her whole life as a woman sleeping around with all the men she could find, but it just kind of happened, unexpectedly and magically. Not only had she finally found a man capable of satisfying her lust, he also loved and respected her, and he was just the most charming man she had ever met. Of course she said yes! But now the weeks leading up to the day of her marriage were turning out to be more stressful and draining than she could have ever imagined. Sure, organizing a wedding is very hard even when you decide for a small and reserved ceremony, but the real problem was that… she didn’t have anyone to invite. Beside a couple of friends she had made ever since she had started to live as a woman, she did not know who to invite, since she had basically lost any contact with people from her previous life. She was so ashamed of that, but most importantly she realized how much she missed her old friends. It took a while before the detective she had hired found out where they were, and it took even more before she mastered the courage to invite them. And now all she could do was to wait for their response, and as days were going by she was feeling more and more sad. Thankfully there was something that always managed to make her feel better: her fiancé. Now we find her waiting for him to come back from work, in their bedroom, dressed in her brand new lingerie. However the marriage would have gone, she knew that she would have been happy with him, and she could not wait to finally become his wife.

No matter how much she tried, Johanna could not catch any sleep that day. Sunbathing near the swimming pool always helped her relax and have some rest before her nights at the strip club, but for the last few days too many thoughts had been bugging her. That was a big problem. She needed some rest. Her worries had been hindering her performances, and she was even scolded by the manager the previous night. She needed to take a decision, she could not keep going on like that. But what to do? She never imagined she would have heard from Alana again, let alone for such an occasion. She considered her as part of a life she wanted to forget, and now it was all coming back to her completely out of the blue. She thought she would have turned down such an invitation right away, but the more she kept thinking about it the more uncertain she was getting, and she was slowly coming to the realization that she missed her old friend very much. She also realized that it wasn’t because she was mad at Alana for basically having doomed her to be a woman for the rest of her life that she didn’t want to answer to the invitation, she had long accepted that reality, and even started to enjoy her new life. The truth was that she felt ashamed of what she had become. She tried to break into the modeling business to put her new hot body to a good use, but it was turning out to be harder than she thought, and so she also had to work as a part-time stripper to make end meets. She didn’t want to meet her old friend on her wedding day only to reveal to her that she had ended up as a stripper. The question was tearing her apart as days went by. What to do?

Jackie caressed her pregnant belly as she kept staring at the invitation she had found in the mailbox. Alana… she hadn’t heard that name in such a long time. Her old friend about to get married… That was… great! She couldn’t help but feel really happy for her. In the past she had thought back to all the happy moments she had spent together with her friends, and wondered how they were doing. She even considered the possibility of trying to find them and get the gang back together, and was glad that finally someone had broken the silence. She just wished she had done it sooner, since now she felt bad for having to confront them and give them the… news. What an awful friend she was, not sharing the joy she had found as a woman with her former best friends. Now she would have had to attend the marriage with a seventh-month pregnant belly. Finding a dress would have been dreadful. She really had come a long way since her transformation, and now the most important people of her previous life would have found out that she was about to become a mother. Well, even though it would have been quite awkward at first to show up to the marriage in that state, she was sure her friends would have been happy for her, and she would have been the first one to propose a toast, even though she obviously could not have drunk.

A year has passed since Alan, John and Jack had to say goodbye to their manhood forever, and now they are about to see each other again. There will most likely be awkward moments, and a lot of unease, and some will be very surprised to find out what has been of the others. But there will be also laughter, and happiness, and joy, and they will finally remember why they were all friends in the first place, and never leave each other’s side again.

Fatal malfunction

A request I made for an Anonymous reader a while ago on OTGC :)

Robert tried hard to be a good dad for his daughter. Being a single parent is always difficult, but for Robert it was particularly hard since he never was very… good with people. His head was always in the cloud, constantly focused on his science and his wacky inventions, and that wasn’t really a good premise for raising his teenage daughter on his own. They ended up growing further and further apart as years went by, so in the end they had become like strangers to each other. Robert was obviously sad about it, but he knew that if he succeeded in completing just one of his inventions he could have given his beloved daughter a future of wealth and stability. So he kept focusing on his work, knowing that sooner or later he would have achieved success. He didn’t know how close he was to his goal. Nor that in a couple of hours he and his daughter would have been closer than ever.

When she got home with her friend they both barely greeted him, and just headed straight for her bedroom to study as always. Robert wasn’t even offended by that lack of consideration, he was too absorbed by his work. It was finally complete. His revolutionary body swapping machine. Oh, the fame and success that invention would have brought him, the things humanity could have achieved with it! If it did work that is. All that was left to do was test it on humans, but Robert didn’t even know where to start with that.

Then he realized he could have tested it on himself, and try to swap with his daughter’s friend. Surely he would not have minded if he borrowed his body for a while. It was all for science after all. So he set the dials, connected the wires and put on the helmet. Soon he would have felt young and energetic again. It would have been fun to take a break from his out of shape middle-aged body. He pulled the switch and felt reality warp around him.

When he got back to his senses and felt the weight of a body again he was more thrilled than he had ever been in his life. He was in his daughter’s bedroom! The machine had worked! Finally after all those years of failures he managed to create a machine that actually worked! He was so excited and filled with glee that he didn’t even realize at first that he was laying naked on the bed. Nor that he was not in the body he planned to end up into. Only when he raised to a sitting position, and felt long hair brushing against his shoulders and back, and rubbed his smooth and toned legs and his tights together without anything getting in the way, and felt two mounds of flesh wiggle on his chest, he realized that something was off. His heart skipped a beat when he looked down at his dainty hands with nail polish, and at the perky breasts hanging from his chest, and at his new flat crotch, and he would have screamed in terror if he had not been way too overturned to even let the faintest sound escape his luscious lips. He looked at his reflection in the mirror hanging on the wall, and had the dreadful confirmation of what had just happened. He was in his daughter’s body.

So the machine was only a partial success. While it allowed him to swap bodies with someone, its guiding system had still to be perfected. He would have taken note immediately of all the adjustment to apply to the machine, just as he would normally have done, if he hadn’t been way too unsettled by the alien feeling of his new body. For the first time in a long while he could not focus on his science, and was instead overwhelmed by those sensations. That day he not only realized that that guy and his daughter were more than just friend, but judging by the soreness of his new genitals and by his feeling of exhaustion he could tell that his daughter wasn’t still a virgin as he thought.

Before he could have done anything the guy stepped out of the bathroom and into the room, naked, and with a throbbing hard-on. <<So babe, ready for round two?>> Robert could not do anything besides sitting still in disbelief. Only then he became lucid enough to realize how disturbing and wrong it was to be trapped inside of his own daughter’s naked body. He should have rushed to the basement where the machine was, and try to figure out immediately how to return to his body. But in that moment all he could focus on was the guy’s throbbing erection. Whatever his mind was commanding him to do, his new body was very much inclined to completely ignore it, and just keep focusing on that shaft and all the fun things he could have done with it. His scientific mind wasn’t in control any longer. His new body and its new urges and instincts were. And so he decided to let them guide him. After all he could have always taken advantage of the experience, as an experiment aimed at finding out how a different body felt.

The best girl

Requested by an Anonymous reader

Jack, Rich and Shaun were great fans of Game of Thrones. Tits and dragons, what more can you ask from a show? They were completely captivated by it since the first season, and now that the conclusion of the saga was getting close they were getting increasingly hyped. They were completely fond of the universe it was set in, and obsessed by its lore, but what really sold the show for them were the women. There were just so many cool, capable, and most importantly of all beautiful women in the show from which to pick a favorite, and the three friends would often argue over who the best one was.

Jack would often get a lot of shit from his friends for picking Maisie Williams as his favorite. They would tell him that she was too young, that she had a weird face, and that she paled in comparison with the other girls of the show, but he didn’t care. He knew that she was actually the cutest, and the fact of being less of an outstanding beauty compared to the competition was actually a selling point for him, since that made her more down to heart and overall appealing to him. Plus she was such a badass in the show, much more than any other girl.

Rich had a taste for more exotic women, and his pick for best girl was Nathalie Emmanuel. She had been little more than a secondary character for most of the show, but as seasons went by she was getting an increasingly important role, and he was glad of that, because he could not keep his eyes off of her. She was simply so gorgeous and charming, and the fact that she was playing such a timid and reserved character made him quite literally fall in love with her. And when he saw her naked in the show for the first time after so many episodes, his heart skipped a beat.

Shaun’s friends would always roll their eyes whenever he would say what his pick for best girl was, but he knew he was in the right. He did not even understand why there was an argument at all, clearly Emilia Clarke was the best choice. Who better than the Khaleesi had right to the title? His buddies would tell him that his pick was banal and boring. The she had been seen naked basically since her first appearance, that she was a very boring character, and that she was often very unlikable, but they were clearly full of shit. She was the coolest, strongest female character of the whole show, and she was also the rightful heir of the iron throne. Clearly she was the only possible pick.

They were sitting on the couch together binge-watching the seventh season for the third time waiting for the next one and arguing over the matter, as they usually did. With such an awful weather outside, there really wasn’t anything better to do anyway. It was so unusual for such a storm to hit that part of the country, and it was also pretty scary to hear so many thunders in the distance, but the three friends were more worried about the power going off. However the storm was about to give them much more problems than they could have imagined.

As a lighting struck their house, the stream of electricity went across the TV cable, and the screen exploded with a blinding light that numbed the three guys, and as they felt the electricity go across their bodies as well they lost consciousness. Only hours later they would have woken up, confused and overturned, and the apartment was immediately shaken by three piercing female shrieks of terror as they discovered their transformed bodies. They inspected their new plump forms, and dainty figures, and luscious hair for countless minutes, before coming to the dreadful realization that somehow that lighting transformed them in the girls from the show.

There was no way for them to make sense of what had happened to them, nor could they figure out a way to turn back to normal, and soon they had to come to term with the fact that they may have been stuck like that for long, if not forever, and that they would have soon had to learn how to live with their new bodies.

Jack seemed to adapt more easily to his new form. Now that he had transformed into Maisie Williams he was glad he had picked the most boyish looking girl of the cast, so he did not have to deal with new cumbersome and awkward curves like his buddies had to. Nevertheless it was quite difficult to learn to live with the fact that he was now a girl, and it felt so weird to be now that small and petite and delicate, while as a guy he used to be the buffest of the three. However soon he started to enjoy it and feel more and more comfortable in his new skin, and as he did so he started to even experiment with feminine clothes and makeup. The more he was discovering his newfound femininity, the more he also became determined to make his new beauty shine, showing his friends what a stunning beauty Maisie could be and that she deserved the title of best girl. It was actually quite amusing to think of himself as such, but he surprised himself being quite ok with the idea.

Rich was quite uneasy at first with his new form. It was so strange to look at his reflection in the mirror every morning and see his crush Nathalie Emmanuel staring back at him, and it all felt so alien and weird. Even the sound of his new voice would unsettle him. At first he did not even want to step outside of the house, and even when he did so he tried to keep as low of a profile as possible, so that nobody would notice him. Ironically, his quiet and reserved attitude actually made him behave pretty close to how Nathalie’s character behaved in the show, and the thought made him feel even more frustrated. And yet there were some things he discovered he quite liked about his new form. Firstly, he loved his new hair, especially the fact that they did not require as much attention as his friends’ hair due to their natural curliness, and even his face looked so naturally beautiful and his skin so perfect that he did not even have to get acquainted with makeup. Soon he started to be so fascinated with his new body that he started to desire to make it even more beautiful and outstanding. It was so weird to go shopping for those clothes and lingerie, but as he started to try them on one after the other he felt like he could have fallen in love with himself. It didn’t take long before he completely embraced his new life, and as he did so he started to feel more and more confident and empowered, and he left his initial shyness behind his back to face the world as the gorgeous woman he had become.

Shaun was the most scared of all go into the outside world as his new self. Now that he was Emilia Clarke, probably the most famous actress of the show, he was afraid people would have recognized him left and right and bugged him for autographs and selfies and stuff like that. He was glad to see that most people would not recognize him as a brunette, used as they were to see the actress in a blonde wig, and so it looked like he would have had an easier time than he thought getting through his daily routine without random people bothering him, at least until Solo would have come out. Even though he tried to act like he hated his new body the most compared to his friends, he was actually the first one to jump straight in and start to explore it, finding out how amazing it felt to masturbate as a girl. As he got more and more comfortable in his new skin, he also started to enjoy how people in the streets, especially guys, would ogle him walking by, even cat calling him. He loved that kind of attention, and soon even started to dress in more and more provocative clothes and practice with his hair and makeup, so he would have become even more gorgeous. It was obvious by that point that he could not pretend any longer with his friends that he did not enjoy his new form, but he did not care for what they thought. By that point he had transformed into a completely different person. As a guy he was fascinated by the confidence and authority the Khaleesi of the show projected, but now he had become that Khaleesi, and he loved it!

It took them a while for the three guys to adapt to their new lives, but as they did so they soon found out that some things do not change no matter what. They used to argue over who the best girl of the show was, and in a sense they still did. Each one of them believed they had it best, and were willing to show to the others and to the world as well who the best girl was.

First night out

Sequel to my last caption originally requested by reaperbot666

Katy threw herself on the couch as soon as she entered the apartment. She let out a sigh of relief as she got her feet off the ground, finally getting some comfort after having spent the whole night walking in high heels. She imagined they would have felt uncomfortable, but never would she have thought they would have been that painful.

At least now it was all over. All alone in the apartment she started to think about that night, her first true night out as a girl since the TG Virus changed her into a girl. Her sister Sarah was so thrilled at the idea of hanging out together for a night at the club and then let her stay at her place for the night. It was so comforting for Katy to know that she could count on her. Unfortunately all the hype for their girls’ night seemed to disappear as soon as Sarah found a guy to hook up with. Katy hated her so much when she was left alone on the dancefloor. She felt like all the guys in the club had their eyes on her. Sarah didn’t lie when she said that she would not have had to pay a single drink that night, she received so much attention from the boys.

One in particular, Matt, never left her alone and paid her shot after shot until she started to feel dizzy. As a guy she never was a heavy drinker, but with her new petite body she found out that she handled alcohol even worse than before, and in a matter of minutes she was already tipsy. With Sarah constantly encouraging her to play the flirt with Matt, she didn’t ward him off when he started to get close to her on the dance floor, and when he placed his hands on her hips, without thinking she started to grind on him. It felt… good. Only then she realized that Sarah was gone, and when she felt Matt’s erection pressing against her butt and his hands caressing her and reaching up for her breasts, she started to panic. She couldn’t go that far! Sure, she was having fun, but she wasn’t ready for that! Clubbing and acting a little flirty around guys was one thing, but to let one get so close to her… she had to put an end to it! In a moment of lucidity she scrolled him off of her and rushed to the exit and called a taxi to get back to the apartment as soon as possible.

She was now laying on the couch waiting for the dizziness to wear off. Her head was spinning, and she felt so tired. But thinking back to the moment when she was getting intimate with Matt, she started to feel a warm sensation in her belly and then down in her groin. As she kept visualizing him in her head groping her, and caressing her, and fondling her breasts, and as she recalled the feeling of his hard-on pressing so tight against her butt, she felt an unfamiliar sense of… desire. Without even being aware of it she had already reached with her dainty hand under her tight pants and over her panties, and she realized that the thought of a guy grinding on her made her wet. As unsettling as that realization was, it didn’t affect her in the slightest. With no hesitation she slipped her finger under the panties, and she felt her wet cunt. It all came so natural. She started to run her dainty finger up and down her slit, and to draw circles around her clit. In a matter of second she felt that she was completely lubricated, and her finger was now running so smoothly. Teasing her clit sent shivers down her spine, and every sudden and abrupt move made her jolt, and she felt her insides start to burn with anticipation. Unable to hold herself back any longer she finally slipped a finger inside her pussy, and she quivered as it dug its way deeper and deeper, stretching her insides. She let out a moan of pleasure, and her back arched as she started to imagine Matt fucking her with his thick throbbing cock. Her breath got heavier and heavier and she was now frantically running her finger in and out of her pussy with increasing pace as she was about to reach climax. Like an explosion, waves of pleasure washed over her body, and a muffled cry of bliss escaped her mouth. She was experiencing heaven.

Overturned by the slew of new sensations she laid on the couch staring blankly at the ceiling in complete bliss. So that was how it felt for girls. It was the most amazing feeling she had ever experienced. She basked in that newfound pleasure for what felt like hours, when suddenly she heard her phone vibrate. Who could it be at that time of the night? Maybe Sarah was finally checking on her. She picked it up and saw a new text from an unknown number saying “Hey katy! How are ya? You ran away”.

Then she remembered that during her moments of drunkenness she gave Matt her number. She felt so stupid. Why did she do such a thing? She tried to be evasive.

“I’m doing well. I felt sick. You good?”

It didn’t take more than a couple of seconds before getting a response.

“Hey, so I was wondering if you want to bang tonite?”

Wait! Was he booty calling her? She felt outraged. Who the hell did he think he was? But just when she was about to send him an enraged response she thought back to the incredible pleasure she had just experienced, and she couldn’t help but wonder, “What if I was to actually hook up with him?”. After all she had just finished imagining him fucking her, why not try out the real deal? It’s not like she was ever going to change back anyway. Just like Sarah had told earlier that night, she was a girl now, and she had to accept it and embrace it. She didn’t imagine that it would have happened that soon, but was there really anything wrong with that?

“I’m home alone. I’ll wait for you.”

She let out a sigh of relief and started to tremble with anticipation. She couldn’t wait! And she was glad that Sarah wasn’t coming home that night.