Checking on her

I used to hate when the 8^th of March would come. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those assholes that think that women should not have a day dedicated to them or something. It’s just that I am… well, the possessive kind of guy when it comes to relationships. I know perfectly well that’s not a good attitude to have, but it’s not like I can force myself to not be jealous. And while most of the times I manage to be by my girlfriend’s side, on International Women’s Day when she hangs out with her female friends there’s really nothing I can do to keep an eye on her. She had started to get fed up with me constantly controlling her, and I’m sure that if she would have found out that I was spying on her one more time she would have broken up with me.

But even though I really tried to strain myself to not follow her, I really couldn’t just let her be on such a night. I trusted her… I think, but I didn’t trust her friends at all! They don’t like me, and I’m sure they would have done everything they could in order to sabotage our relationship. And if they made her drink one or two drinks too much, and took her to one of those clubs where they put up shows with male strippers for women… I… I don’t know if I could have fully trusted her. That’s why I decided to resort to pretty extreme measures.

The bodysuit costed me a fortune, and on top of that I also had to buy my own dress and heels and accessories in order not to be found out by my girlfriend if I had taken some of her clothes. But it was worth it. When I slipped inside of it I looked just like an actual woman. It was incredible. It felt incredible, just like it was my actual body and not just a suit. It took me a while to get myself ready, styling my hair and doing my makeup, but in the end I looked amazing. No one would have been able to tell that I was a man in disguise, not even my girlfriend. Now I could have spied on her without being found out! My plan was flawless! Or so I though.

I knew the club where she and her friends would have spent the night, and just as I imagined it was one of those places with strip shows for women. I’ll admit that the free entrance was pretty neat, and so was the fact that drinks were sold at half their price to women. And I really needed to drink as much as possible, since looking from afar at my girlfriend drinking and having fun with her friends was making me increasingly nervous, and the closer the start of the show was approaching the more tense I was getting. Finally the strippers got on stage, and there was such an uproar that I felt like I was in a madhouse. However soon enough the alcohol started to take its toll, and I was slowly but surely getting into the show more and more. It was strange, but seeing those guys dancing, with their perfect abs, and muscular arms, and amazing pecs, was unsettlingly fascinating. Not to mention their bulges. It was almost hypnotic, and I felt a weird warm sensation raise from my groin and going through all my body, making me quiver. Before I could realize it, I was cheering for those hunks just like all the other girls, and when one of them took off his speedo and remained naked right in front of me, I felt myself shiver in anticipation. While the women around me started to get uneasy for that spectacle, I on the other hand was totally into it, and when he climbed over me and let his thick cock slip into my eager mouth, I did not back down, and welcomed that shaft with joy.

What followed seems now all kind of blurry and confused, but judging by the weird and unsettling taste I still have in my mouth I think I may have pushed myself a little too far. Thank god I did not let him fuck me. If he ended up coming inside of me I would have remained stuck in the suit. But the fact that I have simply sucked a guy off is not really of any consolation to me. And the ironic part is that my girlfriend left the place uneasy and scandalized as soon as the show started to really get going. Now I know that I can trust her. The only problem is that I can’t stop thinking about all the fun I have had while in the suit. And about how great that guy’s cum tasted. I guess I won’t get rid of the suit just yet, and that starting today I will insist for my girlfriend to hang out more often with her friends, just so I can have more night for myself and my newfound fondness for cock.

Girls night out

A very special request from MartiTG :) I hope you'll like it ^-^

Look at her. She’s completely gone, lost in her inebriation and euphoria. I was certain that she was hiding a real party animal beneath that good girl appearance, and a couple of drinks were all it took to let her true nature show. Well, actually it took a bit more than a couple of drinks. She always said to me that she was not a heavy drinker, when in actuality I struggled to keep up with her. Tomorrow I’m sure going to regret having drunk so much.

On the plus side, now that I’m this tipsy I feel a lot less cold. When I first got out of the apartment in this skimpy dress I thought I could have died. How do girls manage to hang out dressed like this in this season? That’s crazy! But I have to admit that it is worth it as long as I look this gorgeous. Even my feet don’t hurt that much anymore, even though it was pretty painful to walk barefoot. But there was no way I could have kept walking in high heels in my state, I would have ended up stumbling with every step. I kinda regret now not having put some flats in my purse like she did, but I could not possibly have paired my dress with anything different from some gorgeous heels. And to think that I let her pick her outfit, what a waste.

I have to admit though that she looks amazing in that dress, it suits her perfectly. Plus I had to at least let her pick which dress she preferred if I wanted put her as much at ease as possible so that she would have eventually let loose and enjoyed our first night out as girls. After all, while I took the whole day for myself to explore my new body and get comfortable in my new skin, when I transformed her as well I took her completely by surprise. I can only imagine how confused and unsettled she was, and how alien her new body must still feel to her. Even now she can’t stop touching herself, and feeling her smooth and sensitive skin, and groping her breathtaking curves. Truly a lot to take in, but I was hoping that after a while the thrill and excitement for finally having become a girl would have had the best of her. And it did! Soon enough she completely stopped acting all shy and reserved and started instead enjoying herself, dancing her heart out and shaking her new sexy curves, even flirting with some guys. This will go down as the best night of my life, not only because finally my most desperate dream has finally come true, but also because I am sharing it with my friend! What a night!

But it’s not over yet. I still have a surprise in store for her. After all I didn’t change into a girl just so I could dress sexily and hang out at the club. Tonight I’m going to make my deepest fantasies come true, and those guys we flirted with at the club are going to come in handy for that. I told them to wait for us at the hotel. Soon we will be there, and then the real fun will begin. I wonder how my friend is going to react when she will find out that there are two studs waiting for us eager to have us experience the joys of womanhood. Maybe she will get scared, or maybe she will give in to lust. Anyway I’m sure that neither of us will forget this night.

God is she beautiful! I mean, I used to be into girls as a guy after all, and being in the backseat of a limo with such a hottie would have felt like a dream come true. Now that I think about it I actually still have not taken some time to find out where I swing sexually now that I’m a girl. I guess I might as well be a lesbian, or at least bi, after all. She’s so tipsy that if I was to lean in for a kiss now I’m sure she would not be able to push me back. Hell, I bet she would totally be into it! Fuck it! Let’s try this! Maybe I can get some lesbian action before I find out how a cock feels like inside of me. By the end of the night I’m sure I will have much clearer ideas about how I want to live my new life as a girl, that’s for sure.

A present for a friend

A very special request for a friend's birthday :) Happy birthday 4alice! (even if a bit late)

We were standing in the elevator in complete silence, and the soothing music was only contributing to make the situation even more awkward. My friend Julian was very uneasy, and kept adjusting the collar of his shirt nervously. Clearly he wasn’t used to dress sharply. I wouldn’t blame him for that. I myself would have gladly avoided to wear that suit. I looked just like a penguin. But the rule to access to the Kennel were very strict, starting from the outfits we should have worn in order to access the club. An elegant suit and a mask to hide our identities were essential. Yeah, it was probably the mask who made him even more nervous. I had been acting mysterious for the whole night, not even telling him where we were going, and to him whatever we were about to do must have seemed pretty shady. That was my aim of course. It was so fun to me to see him that tense. I knew he would have ended up appreciating the present I had in store for him. I would have made his birthday unforgettable.

When the bouncer let us in, we were welcomed by a truly amazing sight. Dozens of naked girls led on leashes by just as many men who were teasing them, and fucking them, and roughing them up, treating them like pets. The kinkiest place in town, truly a sight to behold. The expression on Julian’s face was simply priceless. He looked so confused. I didn’t leave him time to take that spectacle in, and lead him to a table where I ordered drinks for both of us and where we were then handed two girls for us to use. While I was teasing mine, fondling her breasts and pinching her butt, I kept looking at my friend. He wasn’t even getting handsy with his, like she was of no interest of him. Sure, I understood him being uneasy and unsure of what to do, but I also knew there was much more. After all, you don’t visit TG blogs, and request TG captions, and draw TG comics only to then go to a strip club and act like any man would do. I understood him. I was like him. It is a weird experience to go to a strip club with men all around you cheering randy at the strippers while you secretly wish you could be one of those girls. But the Kennel wasn’t just any strip club, and I had something really fun in store for my friend.

After a couple of minutes I chased the girls away and lead Julian to a privé, where I ordered a very special drink for him. <<Drink! It will make you feel better.>> He made no objection, and chugged down the bright red liquid. I smiled smugly as I saw him letting the glass fall from his hand and starting to shake. It was always an amusing spectacle for me to see a guy transform for the first time. I looked at him staring shocked at his hands becoming slender and dainty, and almost started laughing as he took his new long hair in his hands, his face petrified in an “oh” of surprise, a face that soon started to rearrange into an Asian feminine visage. He let out a high pitched female shriek when his new breasts exploded abruptly on his chest, a shriek that got the attention of the other men in the room who joined me in witnessing the spectacle. He was getting more and more scared as the most painful phase of the transformation started to take place. His bones started to crack and his physique changed into a slender and frail figure. Finally he brought his delicate hands to his crotch, where his dick soon disappeared into his groin replaced by a pussy. The transformation was complete. Now a beautiful Asian woman was laying on the floor in place of my friend.

She raised from the floor shaking, and started to stare at her new body in disbelief. I recalled the first time I had transformed like that, and how scared and confused I was at first. Now it was my duty to help him adjust to his new form, but I didn’t want to make it too easy for him. Where would the fun have been in that?

<<You turned out quite nice. Hell, I’d say that you’re gorgeous even. Look at your reflection in that mirror. Amazing, isn’t it? I hope you appreciate the fact that I got the Asian package for you. Many of your requests featured guys turning into Asian chicks, so I assumed that you had a thing for that kind of girls. Well, you are one now! Isn’t it awesome?>>

He couldn’t even bring himself to speak. He stuttered something, probably still unsettled by his new voice.

<<Don’t say anything. You are not allowed to. You see, there are very strict rules for girls here.

For start, get rid of those clothes. They are too oversized for you now anyway. Here, this costume will be much more fitting for you now. And don’t forget your leash.

Here’s the thing. You are not only a woman now. As long as you are in this club, you are a pet! Whoever holds your leash is your master, and you will have to do everything he tells you to do, with no objections!

You will have to crawl on all four, and if you want to drink or eat, it will be provided to you in a doggie bowl. And you are not allowed to speak unless you are given permit. Understood?>>

<<I… I…>>

I slapped her for talking, not too hard of course, but it really shocked her. And yet in her confused expression I could swear I could read also intrigue now.

<<Understood?!>>

She nodded submissive. Now the fun could have begun.

<<I guess I should find a name for you now. Maybe Juliette would suit you, or I could go with one of the names I used in the captions I made for you, like Juri or Yuki. You know what, I think for now I’m going to simply call you bitch!>>

I lead her back into the club pulling her leash, and then to a couch where I made her sit on my lap and started to tease her. I knew exactly what to do to start to get her in the mood. I started with her tits. Of all the new assets a TGed guy acquires those are always the most intriguing at first, and I made sure she would find out how they felt. I fondled them, and massaged them, and gave them firm squeezes, licking, biting, and pinching her nipples that stood hard in no time. It was so fun to hear her yelp and let out moans of pleasure. All the time I kept thinking about my first time as a girl, and about what I did then. I had to use that knowledge to make her first time feel as good as possible, so after a while I made her kneel in front of me, whipped out my erect cock, and ordered her to start sucking it. There’s nothing quite as effective as giving head to a guy to get rid of your male mind. She started to enjoy that surprisingly fast, way faster than I would have imagined actually, so much so that soon I didn’t even have to push her head to force my dick deep inside her mouth. As much as I would have preferred to be in her place, that was nonetheless an amazing experience, and I would have ended up coming soon if I didn’t stop her. She was very good, but I didn’t want to blow my load too soon and be out of action for the rest of the night.

I got her on all four on the couch, and started to fuck her from behind. Her pussy was so tight, but she was already so wet that my dick slipped in pretty easily. And I swear I could have got off just from earing her gasp and moan for the first time as I reached deep inside of her up to her cervix. I started to pound her, harder and faster, holding her firmly from her hips. I had to bite my tongue in order for me not to come too soon. I wanted to get to the point where she would have started to cry for the pleasure. And soon enough she started to do it, moving her hips and pushing her ass back trying to get as much of my dick as possible inside of her, and then she asked for more. I pulled her hair violently, to punish her for having talked, and then I started to increase the pace of the humping, until I couldn’t hold back any longer and blew my load inside of her.

We were both breathless, and collapsed on the couch exhausted. I was hoping she enjoyed it, but then again that was the first time she had ever had sex as a woman, and most importantly it was the moment her lifetime desire had finally come true, so I knew that she had probably liked it. With time she would have found men more capable than me, but for the moment I could have been proud of having opened a new world to her.

When it finally came the time to get back home and we were both heading to the exit, a guy stopped me.

<<Would you mind if I borrow her since you are leaving? I never fucked a first timer.>>

I looked down at my friend-turned-pet, and I could see eagerness in her submissive expression. “Why not?” I thought to myself. “It’s her birthday after all. I guess she can enjoy herself how much she wants as long as the effects of the potion last.” So I handed the leash to the guy, and my friend had a new master. I left the Kennel knowing I had made her the most wonderful of present. Maybe in the future we would have come back there and would have repeated the experience with our roles switched, or perhaps we could have been both girls and served our new masters the best we could. But for now that was her special night, and I was sure she would have made the best of it.

Not bad

The girl left the dancefloor room and headed down the dimly lit corridor strutting sexily. She stopped halfway to the exit of the club to contemplate her image in the mirrors covering the walls, and she smiled pleased. Martin couldn’t have hoped better for his new body. He was so sexy in that dress, and his new tits were incredible. So stunning. So gorgeous. He finally was what he always wanted to be.

“Not bad” he thought. He took a sip of the drink he just took from the counter. He couldn’t resist when he saw it, so girly with its bright pink color. He had always been fond of the drinks girls could order. They looked delicious, but he could never order them for fear of being called a sissy. Life as a guy had always been so difficult for him, constantly having to live up to the standards set by society on how a man should behave, while all he secretly wanted was to enjoy pretty things and bask into voluptuousness. Well, he was a girl now, and a pretty hot one at that. Things would have been a lot different from that moment on. Thing would have been just like he always wanted them to be. That drink tasted incredibly sweet, but it was Martin’s satisfaction that made it taste even sweeter.

<<Eeeeeek!!!>>

He heard the piercing shriek come from the room he just left, immediately followed by many others. In a handful of seconds there was total mayhem just a few meters away from him. He wasn’t surprised by it though. All the people in the club must had just woken up after the Swapping Bomb had gone off, and fear and confusion was just the natural reaction to waking up in a body that wasn’t yours. Unless you were the one having set up the bomb, that is.

Martin thought about it, he was pretty lucky in the end. It was a huge risk to use the bomb in such a crowded place. He could have ended up just as anyone, even risking to be stuck as a guy again. But in the end he had become one of the many hot girls dancing in the club like he hoped for, so everything had worked out perfectly. And moreover by doing so he had got some revenge on society. Even though he couldn’t be certain of it, most likely now many people had switched gender just like he did, and now they would have known how it feels to be trapped in a body of the wrong gender.

He smiled satisfied at his actions, and then he kept heading towards the exit to never look back at his old life again. That was the beginning of his new life, and looking down at his brand new body he knew for certain that it would have been great. “Not bad at all.”

Their ideal girls

Based on a rp I did a short while ago, for all the singles out there :)

Richard ran at breathtaking speed towards his two best friend Joe and James, thrilled and excited. In his hands he was hold an old looking lamp, something that wouldn’t have looked out of place in some fantasy movie.

<<Guys! Guys! *Pant!* Wait!>>

<<What is it this time Rich? What’s the hurry all about?>>

<<*Anf!* Check this out! You’re not going to believe this!>>

<<What’s that?>>

<<Oh, fan-friggin-tastic, you found a lamp! Good job Richard!>>

<<Imma rub that conceited expression off your dumb face in a minute, idiot! This is an actual magical lamp! Like, this is some Aladdin shit right here!>>

<<Geez, dude, those are fairy tales. Emphasis on tales!>>

<<Man, you’re dumb. Why are we even friends again?>>

<<Fuck you guys! And to think that I wanted to share my wishes with you!>>

<<I’ll share my magical cake with you Rich, if that makes you feel better.>>

Joe then took the lamp out of Richard’s hands laughing, and rubbed it while rolling his eyes.

<<See? Nothing!>>

<<Wait for it…>>

*Poof!*

Suddenly the lamp started to shake, and a cloud of blue smoke came out of its spout, a cloud from which soon emerged what looked just like a genie from the fairytales.

<<Holy hell!>> shouted both Joe and James, while Richard looked at the genie all smug and satisfied.

<<Greetings masters! I’m Ebbaz the Amazing! At your service to grant your wishes!>>

<<See?! Shove your magic cake up your ass dumbass! Ahah!>>

<<Geez, man, no reason to get so angry now.>>

<<Holy fuck this is amazing!>>

<<I know right? We have the power now! We can ask whatever we want! Right genie?>>

<<Yes master, but I can only grant three wishes, and since you are three, that means you get one wish each!>>

<<What?! This is bullshit! All right guys, let’s not blow our chance! What should we ask for?>>

<<Well, I know I don’t want to spend another Valentine’s Day with you losers! So I wish I had a hot girlfriend!>>

<<Me too!>>

<<And me too!>>

<<Geez, way to be original guys.>>

<<Shut up! I got the lamp!>>

<<Well, I rubbed it!>>

<<GRANTED!>>

Suddenly the guys’ voices cracked, like their balls had never dropped. Confused they tried to clear their throats, but all that kept coming out of their mouth were only feminine voices.

<<Wh… What the…>>

<<Holy shit dude your hair! They’re growing!>>

The guys looked at each other in disbelief as they saw their buddies’ hair start to grow longer and longer cascading down their shoulders.

<<Fuck! It’s… shrinking!>>

<<My chest feels so weird!>>

<<Somebody help!>>

There was nothing the poor guys could do besides standing back and watching shocked as their bodies kept transforming. Richard brought his hands to his crotch, desperately trying to hold to what little was left of his dick, before it receded inside of his body, leaving only a slit where his male genitals used to be. Joe bent over slightly under the alien and unsettling weight of his new breasts, which kept growing on his chest becoming bigger and rounder. James shrieked in terror as he realized that he was getting shorter and frailer, and gasped when he felt his pelvis crack and his hips become larger giving him breathtaking curves. After what felt like an eternity the transformation was finally complete, and the three guys stood there paralyzed as they looked freaked out at their changed selves.

<<Your wishes have been granted masters! My duty has been fulfilled!>>

<<What the hell does this mean genie! Why are we chicks!>> said James pissed off, still unsettled by his new voice.

<<You all got what you asked for. As a genie I do my best to grant my master’s wishes in the most efficient way, and transforming you all was way easier than creating new partners for you from thin air.>>

Suddenly all three of them realized that they had actually transformed into the other’s ideal woman. Their legs started to feel weak as they all started to shake for the shock.

<<Well, now I shall go find a new master! Goodbye forever mortals!>>

<<W… Wait you can’t leave us like this!>>

But the genie had already disappeared inside of his lamp, which in turn vanished to reappear somewhere else in the world. The three new girls could do nothing but stand there inspecting their new bodies. As they looked at each other they realized that they were screwed for good, and they had no idea of what to do.

…

<<Smile girls!>>

Rachel, Yasmina and Jane boasted their best smiles as the photographer of the club took a pick of them.

<<Lovely! See you around girls!>>

<<Girls… it still sound so weird.>> said Rachel, pulling up her pink dress so her round breasts would not be too exposed.

<<Shut up idiot! This is all your fault!>> said Jane angered. She stumbled a bit in her high heels as she turned around towards the counter to take her drink. She was so nervous that she needed all the booze she could manage to drink in order to relax.

<<I told you a thousand times already! I’m sorry! How could I have known that it would have ended like this!>>

<<Come on guys… girls! There’s no reason to constantly bicker like that. This is not all that bad after all.>> chirped Yasmina looking at her rack. Her breasts were so big, and they looked even bigger in that black dress which really highlighted all her new curves. She knew it was maybe wrong to be enjoying herself that much, but she couldn’t help it. She was simply gorgeous!

<<I can’t stand your happy-go-lucky attitude Yasmina! How can you be that positive about this?!>>

<<Well, you will find out at your expense that guys prefer a happy and cheerful girl to a bitter bitch like you!>>

<<Yeah, guys… the worst part about this all is that nothing has really changed! We are still single on Valentine’s Day!>>

<<Well, it’s not as bad as if we were still guys. This singles party is pretty cool, and I bet that with our gorgeous new body it won’t be all that difficult to find ourselves three hunks to rock our night.>>

<<It still feels so unsettling. And to think that just a few hours ago I would have died to spend the night with a girl like you.>>

<<Well, it’s not really anyone’s fault if that wish turned us all into straight girls.>>

Special thanks to Yasmina and Nath for the inspiration :)

The TG club

<<Oh my God it’s so big!!!>> managed to scream Alex in a brief moment of lucidity.

He could feel his inside burning and his muscles stiffen as the guy who was holding him firmly by the hips kept fucking him. He felt his dick pressing against the walls of his new vagina, throbbing and pulsating, as the pleasure made him quiver. The dizziness, the blood flowing to his head… it all felt incredible!

And to think that he didn’t even want to go to that club. He had heard things about that place, unbelievable things. The parties were wild and everyone was guaranteed to screw before the end of the night. Well it sure was a wild party, and he definitely got what he was promised, though he was the one getting screwed. But there were strange rumors about that place, stories about people coming out of it changed forever. It was all very vague but it was enough to make him reluctant to attend one of those parties . But when his friends Leonard and Seymour somehow got three invitations for “The other side night” he could not turn them down. People would have paid a fortune for those tickets. So he reluctantly joined them.

When he got inside the club it didn’t look like anything special. It sure was a nice place, and there were lots of gorgeous girls who he wouldn’t mind at all to have sex with. But for some reason no one in the club seemed to be willing to socialize with each other, and the girls would not react to their attempts to pick ‘em up at all. It was almost like they were all waiting for something. Eventually Alex grew tired of it and just stood at the bar gulping drink after drink. “This is a total scam!” he thought.

A few hours into the night however the DJ called for the beginning of the real party, and Alex saw everyone heading to their privés. He and his friends were accompanied by the waitress to their assigned place where they found on a table a bottle of champagne, a bunch of girl clothes and three small bottles filled with a strange pink powder, probably some kind of popper. Alex was of course confused by that, as were his friends, but as they looked around they saw everyone starting to sniff the content of the bottles, the guys sniffing the pink powder and the girls the blue colored one. They were confused but they decided they might as well try it out. When in Rome…

And so they inhaled the strange powder. Immediately Alex felt the blood flow rapidly to his head, giving him giddiness. He was so confused that he could barely notice the changes his body was rapidly going through. His muscles shrunk, his skin softened, his hips widened and tits grew on his chest. He was enveloped by a suffocating warm and felt like he was burning inside as his flesh reshaped into a female form. When it finally ended he came to the realization of what had happened. He screamed, with a piercing female voice, as did his two friends, transformed as well into two hot girls. As they regained a bit of calm they looked around and they saw that they were the only ones concerned about what had happened. All around them people were dancing, and groping, and kissing and soon enough they started to fuck right in the middle of the dance floor. It turned out that the mysterious drug besides changing one’s gender also made whoever inhaled it incredibly horny. The three guys-turned-girls soon realized that, as they felt their new pussies getting wet while they witnessed the insane spectacle of what had basically become an orgy going down all around the club.

Seymour and Leonard soon started to kiss and grope each other, fondling their new breasts and caressing their changed genitals, having their first sexual experience as girls as lesbians. Alex thought about joining them, but he soon realized he was craving for something different. And as he laid his eyes on a guy on the other side of the club he knew what it was. And now there he was, getting his brain fucked out by some guy that used to be a girl just a couple of hours earlier. It was insane, but it felt amazing, and he wanted more and more of it. The rumors were true, that place was truly incredible. He then felt the pace of the humping become faster, cutting his breath out, and after that he felt spurts of warm cum being shot inside of him. He moaned for the pleasure, and collapsed exhausted. He had been fucked for good, and that thought made him laugh. What an incredible night that was.

However a couple of hours later he would have found out why the club’s rules about having only protected sex were so strict. The risk of getting some STDs was nothing compared to the prospect of being stuck as the opposite gender if body fluids were exchanged. Alex did not know that of course, and the arousal he felt for the drug’s effect was too much to resist and stop to think about using protection. But that would have become a fundamental rule for Alex from that point on, if he wanted to avoid the risk of getting pregnant now that he was stuck as a girl forever.