Weak

Nnnngh! *Anf!* No, it’s useless! This is just ridiculous. I can’t even lift the lightest weights I own. Hell, I think now I would struggle with even smaller weights! I’m a wimp! This body is so weak, and fragile. I feel completely powerless. Could I have ended up in a body more different from mine?

The great shift really screwed up with me. Sure, I guess it could always be worse. I could have ended up being sick, or old, or disabled. At least I’m still young and energetic. But still it’s almost like I have purposely got trapped in a body that’s the exact opposite of my male one. It’s so jarring to go from being a ripped male bodybuilder to a thin, petite girl. I feel so light, almost like I could break in half. I have almost no muscles on my arms and shoulders, and my pecs I was so proud of have been replaced with these gorgeous tits. God are they nice to look at! And they feel really good too. And don’t even get me started talking about how good masturbation is now. At first I was too scared and disturbed to even get close to my new parts. Hell, I couldn’t even bring myself to touch my pussy while I showered. But now it’s like I can’t stop! The female orgasm feels just too good!

And yet, I miss my old body. I miss my muscles, and the feeling of being strong and dominant. Now I am so powerless. It’s almost like my body is affecting my personality as well. I don’t feel ready at all to start living my life as a woman. What’s going to be of me? Am I going to go from being an alpha male to a pretty and submissive woman? I mean, I could always try to get ripped again and become a female bodybuilder, and nothing stops me from being a lesbian. But the idea just feels so… unnatural. I… I can’t explain it, but it’s almost like I’m having strange new urges. Urges to go out, find a guy and… have him fuck my brain out! This is so disturbing, and yet also kind of intriguing. I guess the least I can do would be to give it a try. Going out for one night as a girl, showing off my gorgeous new body, and maybe flirting a bit with guys, and experiencing the dating game from the other side of the gender fence… yeah, the idea seems so appealing right now. I’ll have time to become buff and strong. Just for this one time I want to try to be petite, and fragile… and sexy!

Adjustments

Requested by an Anonymous reader :)

The Great Shift sure changed a lot of lives, and I dare to say mine was among the one that changed the most. I’m sure glad that I ended up in a young and very attractive body, instead of swapping with some old, fat, or even sick person. But it was quite the change for me to go from being your typical nerdy high school kid to Emmy Rossums. Not only because I got older, and most unsettling of all became a woman, but also because I went from my plain and reserved life to one where people would spot me and recognize me in the streets. Needless to say, my shy, quiet, and awkward personality did not fit my new body at all.

From that day many things have changed, but it looks like everyone is slowly getting used to their new bodies and lives, and the world seems to be getting back to some sort of normality. I finished my studies, and now I’m trying to figure out what to do with my life, but it seems like leading a normal life is going to be much harder than I have imagined. I lost count of how many offers I had to turn down since the day of the event. People have been calling me left and right from Hollywood and other places to offer me roles in TV series, and movies, and even asking me to make an album. Every studio and major is now trying to get as many celebrities as possible under contract, so that the entertainment business does not collapse, and even though at first they tried to take advantage of my inexperience to basically scam me, now they are making me truly incredible offers. But I can’t possibly accept them. I’m just not made for that kind of world. I still have so much to get used to before I can truly feel this new body as completely mine. But I think I’m making progresses. Really great progresses.

I was so happy to find out that my best friend was not caught in the Great Shift. With so many things to get used to I was glad that someone I had so much affection for was happy to stay by my side during these hard times. It sure was awkward to hang out together now that I was a gorgeous woman. However we managed to get past the initial unease, and we grew closer than we had ever been before. Very, very close. We’ve been dating for two weeks now, and I have to admit that playing the role of the woman got much easier thanks to him. He makes me feel so loved and protected, and he treats me like a queen. However so far we never went past kisses and a little teasing. It still feels like just too big of a step to take. Well, it felt so until this night.

It is incredible. The desire of making love to my boyfriend has been bugging me basically since the very beginning, but I did not come to the full realization of how much I wanted this until we both got naked, and he leaned over me and started to kiss my neck. It is simply amazing. How sensitive my skin feels, how good it is to have my breasts fondled, how incredibly horny I get just with the slightest touch. I can’t believe I have waited so long for this. I wish I could act more confident and in control, but I guess at heart I am still the shy kid I used to be. I’m just so unbearably nervous, and I can’t keep my mouth shut. Thankfully my man knows how to help me get at ease. The things he does to me, with his tongue, and fingers. I’m in heaven. I can’t hold back any longer! I need this! I need him!

Yes, I have still a lot to get used to, and many adjustment to make to my life. But I’m glad I have somebody who loves me helping me through this journey. And now that I am finally ready to completely give myself to him, I’m sure nothing will ever get in the way of our happiness. Nothing.

The center of attention

An Anonymous request from someone who wishes to be Alexandra Daddario ^-^ Sorry if I have not used the image you sent me, there were just so many cute source images possible that I couldn't resist :P Hope you'll like it :)

When I went to bed that day, I couldn’t have imagined that that would have been the last time I would have seen my room, my parents… my life. Nor could I have known that my days as a shy, nerdy teenage boy would have been over forever, and that starting from the next morning, for the rest of my life I would have never ceased being the center of the attention wherever I would have gone.

The great shift took place that night. At the same moment, countless people all over the world switched bodies randomly. One moment you were yourself, the next you could have found yourself in another city, another country, another continent, forever stuck as someone else. You could have become anyone! A toddler, a criminal… a celebrity.

I woke up feeling groggy, and I was confused by my surroundings. I realized that I wasn’t in my room anymore, but I was laying in what looked like the backseat of a car. I felt strange, and achy, and all my body felt different. I rose up, and something fell in front of my eyesight. Flocks of long wavy hair were obstructing my view, and brushing against my shoulders. I brought my hand to my face to move them out of the way, baffled, but as I did so I happened to hit my chest, and to my dismay something… wiggled there. Something big, something soft. Something alien. And when I looked down I saw two round breasts squeezed into a black bra. I was so shocked my breath was cut short, and I started shaking. Immediately I took off the blanket that was covering me to inspect my whole body, and under it I found a flat and toned belly, long hairless legs, and a flat crotch covered by black panties. I was a woman!

I screamed in terror, surprised and unsettled by the female piercing voice that came out of my mouth, and I notice someone jolting beside me. A guy, who had just been woken up by my scream, and he looked as much surprised, confused, and unsettled by his body as I was. Most likely he was a victim of the event as well, but I was simply too scared to pay attention to him and try to figure out the situation together. I just wanted to get as far from there as possible. So I grabbed the first thing I saw, an oversized male coat, I slipped into a pair of shoes, and run away from the car. I had no idea what to do, I just wanted to run away! It didn’t take long before I was among people again, and all around me there was total mayhem. The whole world had slipped into complete chaos, which only increased my distress. Then I saw my reflection in a shop window and… I recognized it! Not as someone I knew personally, but as a celebrity! That hot body dressed in just a coat and lingerie, those luscious hair, those deep blue eyes… I was Alexandra Daddario!

It took several hours before things started to calm down a bit and everyone could start figuring out what had just happened. The news that night talked about the Great Shift, and all the chaos it brought around the world. And from that day on I had to cope with the fact that now people saw me as a famous actress. To this day I have no idea what has been of my old body, or of the people I knew, or even of the real Alexandra. I had to get used to a new life. As things around the world started to go back to normality (if we can even consider it normality), the entertainment industry was one of the first that tried to get back on its feet. With billions of people around the world trying to deal with all the changes the Shift brought into their lives, there was a need to start putting out new movies and TV shows as if nothing had happened, and those who had swapped bodies with celebrities were contacted to star in them due to their notoriety. And I, of course, was among them.

I was given a choice. Refuse their offer and try to start a new life as a gorgeous young woman, or do my best to adapt to my new body fast and then become an actress and fill the role of the real Alexandra. I was taken completely by surprise, but strangely enough I found myself intrigued by the possibility. For all my life I had been shy, indecisive, almost invisible to anyone, but now people recognized me in the streets, and paid attention to me, and they may even have looked up to me as an example of how to lead a new and successful life after the chaos of the Great Shift. What would you have done if you were in my place? Of course I accepted. I’m going to become a star!

There was only one problem. Not only I had no idea how to act, but no acting couch in the world could have taught me how to naturally behave like a woman in such a short window of time. I was doing my best, but there was always something missing. Something that kept me from fully embracing my newfound femininity and then use those feelings in my acting. Well, at least that was the case until tonight. You see, I think I have figured out which was the missing piece in my transition process, and I can already feel my womanhood blossoming. Tomorrow I’m going to blow their mind at the audition, and they will marvel at the progresses I have made. Right after this hunk will have finished blowing my mind with his thick cock!

Pros and cons

Taking a small break from the requests to make a little silly gift to my sister Marti, a sweet girl with a metal soul \m/ XD Don't worry, the requests are coming soon ;)

When the Great Shift happened I was in one of the worst places one could possibly have been. I was in the middle of a concert, banging my head to the kickass music and having the time of my life, and then in the blink of an eye I was somewhere else. Sure, it was kinda cool to suddenly be looking up at the night sky, crowd surfing over all those people. It was less cool when everyone realized that they were now in a different body and let go of me at once, so that I fell right on my butt on the hard ground. I was so confused, and I felt so weird. Everyone started to scream, and in a matter of seconds there was complete mayhem. I don’t even know how I managed to get out of that chaos, but when I finally did and I looked down at myself, I realized that I was now trapped in a girl’s body.

The following months have been pretty hard. It was difficult to get used to my new body and to all the changes it has brought into my life. But I think I’m starting to accept my new condition. It’s not like I have any choice after all. Everybody who was victim of the event now has to deal with it, since apparently there’s no way any of us will ever be able to get back to our original bodies. Like I said, it’s hard, but the fact that we are all in the same predicament kinda makes it easier to accept.

The psychiatrist I started to go to after the shift says that a good exercise to do is to weight all the pros and cons that come with my new body. I did as he said, and I’d say that despite how different my new body feels, being a girl isn’t half bad overall. But I still have not considered how my new body has affected my hobbies and passions. Sure, I can still enjoy my favorite music like nothing has changed, but it’s inevitable that people are going to look at me differently now that I’m a girl. So let’s do this. Cons and pros of being a metalhead girl:

Con #1 - All the shirts of my favorite bands come in sizes that are way too big for my new petite body;

Con #2 - I can’t mosh like I used to do since I’m now too frail to go shoulder to shoulder with all those huge guys;

Con #3 - Some people think I’m a poser just because I’m a girl;

Ok now to the pros:

Pro #1 - I look gorgeous in black, and my whole outfit is way more stylish now;

Pro #2 - Turns out guys go really easy on girls in the pit, and they are actually overly nice and caring in an almost amusing way;

Pro #3 - Most guys actually think it’s pretty cool for a girl to love metal music, and I have made lots of new friends so far;

Pro #4 - Sex as a girl is amazing! Sure, this is more of a pro of being a girl in general, but now I get to fuck with beefy, hunky metalheads at almost every concert I go to. Not to mention how much easier it is now to get to the backstage to meet the band members. What rock star doesn’t like a groupie after all?

Yes, overall I’d say that I’ve really hit jackpot with this new body. The Great Shift sure changed my life drastically, but it may be for the better all things considered!

Swapped and confused

It was all so sudden.

It seemed like just another regular day for Mark. He had just got out of his office and as usual he headed to the market on the way to his home to catch something to eat for dinner. Most of the time he really didn’t mind being a 29 years old bachelor, but having to often resort to pre-baked meals to eat alone for dinner made him feel quite depressed. Plus it had been maybe months since he last got laid, and it was getting really frustrating for him. He craved for a good fuck. Then it happened.

It was so quick, almost like a blink of the eye. One moment Mark was putting again on the aisle one of those disgusting hungry-man meals he felt too bad to actually buy. And the next moment he found himself in a room, on a bed, looking at some bed sheets he was holding tight in his hands. The different location wasn’t the only thing that plummeted him in a state of total shock and confusion. He was suddenly overwhelmed by a slew of sensations and feelings that left him completely dazed. He felt sweat running on his forehead and on the back of his neck. A old breeze coming from an open window to his left that made his naked body shiver. The sound of two voices panting and moaning with pleasure. But most of all he felt his body stiffen rhythmically as waves of pleasure went through it, his breath getting heavier and heavier, as he felt like he was burning inside. He never felt anything like that before.

He arched his back and leaned his head forward overwhelmed by it all, which made locks of long, black air fall in front of his eyesight. He just now started to realize what was going on, as he felt two hand holding him from the hips, and noticed that that feminine moan of fatigue and pleasure he was hearing was actually coming from him. He noticed his petite hands with nail polish holding tight the sheets. He sensed a pair of breasts swinging back and forth on his chest. He could clearly feel something stiff going rhythmically in and outside what could only be a cunt, as its pace was getting faster and faster. It felt Amazing.

But how could that be? What was going on? How did he end up like that? He wanted to let out a frightened scream, but all that came out of his mouth were cries of ecstasy. He tried to get out of that but he felt just so powerless. And as he felt the humping getting even faster and heard the guy by whom he was being fucked emit a muffled mutter he felt something warm being shot inside of him.

Just like it started, it all suddenly ended. He collapsed on the bed, shivering, as did the guy that now was leaning belly up by his left. He looked at him. He seemed like a guy in his early 20s, his young and healthy body covered in sweat, a tired but satisfied expression on his face. He wanted to say something, to get up and get the hell out of there, but he felt so tired and he was still trying to regain control of his breath, so he just remained there, dumbfounded, with his mouth ajar. As the guy turned towards him with a bright smile on his face their eyes met. <<C’était super mon amour.>> he said, leaning towards his face and giving him a tender kiss to which he didn’t respond.

Just as he was about to say something a commotion outside of the window got the attention of both of them. They heard a loud crash outside, alarms going off in the distance, and screams of terror all around. The guy quickly got up to go see what was happening, while mark turned on his back and looked down at his body. He was shaking as he stared at his slim hands and arms, his slender figure, his smooth skin, his full hips and his round breasts, on top of which two large nipples were standing hardened. He lightly touched them, which sent a shiver down his spine. Then his attention shifted towards his crotch, where he saw a shaved vagina with small drops of semen dripping out of it. He felt the wetness between his legs, and sensed the soreness of his new genitals. Somehow he was now a girl, and he had just been fucked for good. But how? How could that possibly be?

As he would find out later on, he was one of the many victims of the Great Shift. Across the whole world millions and millions of people switched bodies at the same time. The world was thrown into chaos and mayhem. Pedestrians suddenly found themselves driving some car in unknown roads, people going peacefully about their normal day were shifted into warzones in the middle-east, parents found themselves trapped in the bodies of their newborn children, and healthy people ended up as terminal patients on their death beds. And Mark had switched body with a young 20 years old girl in France, in the middle of a sexual intercourse with her boyfriend, who remained unaffected by the event. Mark would have had a lot to get used to in the following weeks, as would have most of the world. But for now there was only the confusion, the fear. And the pleasure.