Vortex Treated Them Right

After three years of fear it was discovered vortex bubbles were guided by an intelligence. The gender transformation that vortex bubbles caused were not as random as originally thought. As you may recall, vortex bubbles float through space and when they hit the Earth cause a bubble of local null space. Anyone caught in the null space as it passes through the Earth is turned female.

Once people discovered vortexes were guided, certain groups of people had parties when warnings were issued for vortex swarms. Most people ran for shielded buildings, protecting them from the effects of vortexes. But vortexes knew some guys secretly wanted to be hit by a vortex.

College guys were the craziest. They were always taking chances when vortexes were forecast. Josh (center wearing red bra) and frat brothers have tempted fate several times and felt invincible. But their luck ran out. When the vortex swarm hit, several vortexes steered right towards Josh and his partying buddies.

Josh was prepared if the worst should happen. He had a name picked out just in case: Pricilla. The best part about tempting a vortex is you never know what you will get. There is no planning on the type of body the vortex gives you. Pricilla and her new girlfriends are really happy with the way the vortex treated them. They look great. Now they never have to worry about a vortex ever again.

Second Chance

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Crime is getting harder for the small-time crook these days. Businesses now make more sales via credit/debit cards than ever. How can a desperate petty thief make any money breaking into an establishment?

Franklin isn’t your average criminal. He always thinks outside the box. Where most retail establishments no longer present much opportunity to steal cash, there is one Franklin notices still handles a large percentage of transactions in cash: lingerie shops. Men (and some women), embarrassed to hand over their credit card with their name, opt for cash payment instead. Knowing this (and we wonder how Franklin knows this), he plans his heist.

In the dead hours of the night Franklin disarms the security system and jimmies his way into a back door. With the alarm disabled he can enjoy a walk around the lingerie shop. He picks out a few things for himself (pealing the clothes from sexy store mannequins) and heads to the back office to crack the safe. As he works the combination he hears noise back on the sales floor. He checks to make sure the coast is clear—sees nothing—and returns to the safe.

After cleaning out the safe he stacks all the money in a bag with the lingerie on top. He turns to leave. A mannequin blocks the door; there is no other way out. Franklin thinks he is losing his mind. Mannequins don’t move by themselves.

Franklin feels his body stiffen and take on a plastic look as he heard a voice in his head. “You have desecrated our home, Franklin. You will now join us as a fembot. From now on you are known as fembot Wanda.” Franklin wanted to scream, but nothing came out.

The next morning the owner saw the new mannequin in his office. She smiled knowing what happened, “I keep getting more free mannequins this way.” Franklin spent his days modeling lingerie for months now while the fembot mannequins ridiculed him. Later they allowed him some freedom as a sales clerk. The boss lady loves free labor.

What Are Girlfriend's For

John was beside himself when Becky, his girlfriend, told him she preferred girls. John was so deep in love he already had the ring purchased. He had big plans for life with Becky. At least she still wants to be friends.

The surprises didn’t stop there. Becky hugged John and told him she wants to spend her life with him, but she will never feel satisfied with a man; she needs a woman to feel whole. John had no idea what to do. Then Becky smiled and held up a ticket. “You have a date with a nanobot bath at TG Inc., honey.” John’s heart missed a beat. Was he ready to lose his manhood forever? What was he thinking? This is Becky he is talking about! Of course he could do it.

Later that day Lacy was born. Now that same-sex marriage is the law of the land, Lacy and Becky got married. The lovebirds are inseparable. It does feel funny to John that he is smaller, shorter than Becky. It does not matter. Becky has always treated John with kindness and respect. Lacy enjoyed Becky’s gentle touch. It is certainly better than it was when she was John.

Daughter's Gift

Carl stood stunned looking at the police officer outside his door. No good news ever came from the police at 2 a.m. Carl feel asleep on the couch, but didn’t recall if Mattie had returned home from her night out with her boyfriend, Tom. Before the officer spoke, Carl’s voice squeaked, “Mattie.” Tears immediately came to his eyes.

The auto accident was the fault of a drunk driver running a stop sign. The drunk driver smashed into the passenger side door where Mattie was sitting. She was killed instantly; Tom was in intensive care.

Tom recovered, but Carl sank into a deep depression. Medication and councilors were worthless. Carl started to sleep on Mattie’s bed every night. Her mother died of cancer years ago and Mattie was all he had left, his only reason to live.

One day, when Carl reached a new depressed low, he was ready to take his life. He touched several of Mattie’s things one last time before he joined her in the beyond. Some of her hair was on a brush. He rubbed it between his thumb and index finger. Then the idea hit him.

Carl took the hair to TG Incorporated and asked if they could extract the DNA from the hair and replicate that person. Of course the answer was ‘yes’. Three days later, when the nanobots were programmed, Carl returned to the TG Incorporated office. Carl disappeared from the world and Mattie was back.

The depression disappeared. Carl visited Tom and explained what he did. Tom was suffering even more than Carl. Now Mattie is back and promises to be the most attentive girlfriend Tom ever had. The old Mattie was saving it for marriage, but the new Mattie puts out every day. Everyone is happy.

Colorguard

Randy listened to the preacher every Sunday extol the virtues of faith. He listened and believed when the preacher said “if you have enough faith you can move mountains”. But Randy didn’t want to move mountains; he wanted a coat of many colors, like Joseph in the book of Genesis.

By the time Randy reached adulthood he knew God wouldn’t step forward and grant his wish. If Randy wanted a coat of many colors he would have to do it himself. So he packed his bags, left the cult and joined the real world for the first time.

The world is an awesome place with many pitfalls for a young man entering it for the first time. He asked for help and found people cordial. Then Randy met Alisha, a technician at the local TG Incorporated store. She promised Randy he could have his desired coat of many colors.

Randy was elated he would finally get his childhood dream. Alisha took the naïve boy to her office and asked him to step into the swapping chamber. Alisha set the timer and stepped into her chamber. Moments later the timer ticked to zero and Randy and Elisha switched bodies.

Randy stepped out of the chamber dazed and confused. “Here, put this on,” Alisha said in Randy’s body, handing her a multicolored dress. Wow! Randy thought, forgetting the gender swap he just went through. Randy listen closely as Alisha explained her job. Randy enjoyed living in Alisha’s body. They shared Alisha’s apartment. Randy made a very prim and proper girl. And she never went to church again. Go figure.

Magic Dressing Room

The hazing rituals start early, well before the new school year at college begins. The fraternity preferred cross dressing pranks more than anything. Vince was a new initiate waiting for his challenge. He hoped it was something he could do; he really wanted into the fraternity.

It turned out to be a tough challenge. Vince is against shoplifting, but he would do it just once to take his place in the fraternity. His frat brothers would witness the entire thing with a selfie as a backup. Vince only wanted to do this once to satisfy his entrance requirement to the frat house.

The local women’s clothing store was the place the deed would go down. Vince went in and picked out the required items and headed for the dressing room. He removed his clothes and slipped into the panty, bra, shorts and top. He took his phone out to take a selfie for the record. Then he would put his clothes on over the top and walk out, but Vince noticed something strange as he took the selfie.

Something was wrong. He looked too much like a woman! His heart began racing as he realized he somehow turned into a woman. How? Vince’s head spun as he tried to understand what happened when a knock on the door focused his attention.

He was afraid to talk for fear his voice would sound too feminine. It was the store clerk. The door opened from the outside; Vince just stood there, his buddies with their heads hung low behind the clerk. The clerk said, “I’m sick of the same hazing rituals every year by you college guys. It costs me money, money I can’t afford to lose to stupid pranks. It was cheaper to install a girly light.” The clerk pointed to the ceiling, the boys’ eyes followed. The clerk continued, “You owe me $180.04 for the clothes. Pick up your stuff and leave.”

Vince walked out in a daze as his buddies paid the bill. Vince kept shaking his head. “My girlfriend lives is the sorority. I’m sure she can get you in,” one of the hazer’s said. “We should probably give you a girl name. How ‘bout Monica?” Vince nodded. Monica it is. On a brighter note, the sorority accepted Monica without any further hazing.

Setup

Today we continue in our series of TG Incorporated interviews with previous clients. We asked clients to send us a selfie, picture and a short bio. From the list we chose the most interesting stories to share with you. Our hope is this makes it easier for you to take that magical step into womanhood.

TG Inc: Before you were Kat you had a different name.

Kat: Yes, I was a tired bureaucrat names Gus.

TGI: And when did you decide to visit TG Inc.?

Kat: Well, it’s kind of embarrassing. You see, I got in trouble at work. Twenty-two years on the job and there were some irregularities.

TGI: Irregularities?

Kat: Money was missing.

TGI: Those kinds of irregularities.

Kat: Before you get any ideas, I didn’t steal a penny. I was set up. My supervisor was stealing and making it look like me. My supervisor’s supervisor knew this but didn’t tell me. He had this fetish and he tricked me. I thought I was going to jail things looked so bad, so I took a deal to become a secretary. Only after the transformation did I find out I was set up.

TGI: That is some story. How did it all turn out?

Kat: Okay, I guess. My supervisor was caught and sent to jail for nine years. His supervisor, Parker, asked me to marry him. I did, of course, no knowing it was a setup to get me into a dress. Only after we were married did I discover the truth.

TGI: Did you get a divorce?

Kat: No! I love my husband. It just hurt that he deceived me, turning me into a girl.

TGI: You do fill out that negligee, Kat, like no one I ever saw.

Kat: Why, thank you, hon.

Trumped Up Charges

Okay, I’m not the most upstanding guy in the community. Yeah, I’ve had a brush or three with the police, but nothing serious. I am an honest businessman who happens to have an uncle in the mob so the fuzz has it out for me.

They’ve been try’in to shut me down for years. They’re jealous I made a success of myself. Now they claim I didn’t report business accounts to the government. There is no such law! They made it up. Where does it say I must report my business contacts and online accounts to the government? Really? They made it up so it’s time for me to get tough; time to mess with their low single digit IQs.

I mentioned I have an uncle, right? Oh yeah, I did. Well, my uncle helps mobsters screw with the law. He actually does a great job in helping people in my position hide in plain sight from the coppers.

 My uncle Marty, what a guy. He solved my problem. I walked into his backroom clinic as Dwayne and left as Rachel. The judge issued a warrant for my arrest when I failed to show in court. Good luck finding me, pigs. Some dame named Rachel took over my business until Dwayne is caught and brought to justice. As Rachel, the coppers leave me alone. I guess they are pussies when it comes to women. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, so they stay away. Works for me.

Trust Baby

Hello, everyone. Today we start an interview series with clients of TG Incorporated. Each story is unique and inspiring. TG Inc. reviewed hundreds of clients to bring you this fascinating series of awesome transformations.

TG Inc: Before we start, I must say you look awesome, Melissa.

Melissa: (blushing) Thank you.

TGI: To start, when did you visit TG Inc.?

Melissa: Hmmm. About 3 ½ years now. Wow! I can’t believe I’ve been a girl so long already.

TGI: Feels good, doesn’t it?

Melissa: Oh, god, yes. By the time I was four I knew something was wrong with me. My body was messed up.

TGI: You knew you were born in the wrong body at four?

Melissa: Yes. It’s not that I hated my boy parts; it’s just that I knew they didn’t belong.

TGI: What made you decide to visit TG Inc.?

Melissa: My great uncle. (smiling).

TGI: I smell a story in that grin.

Melissa: Yeah. My great uncle left me a large trust fund. I wasn’t aware my great uncle knew of my, ah, difficulty. But he must have. He allowed me a stipend for college, living expenses, and a full TG Inc. transformation. There was no way I could afford it otherwise. My only other hope was to win a contest or lottery.

TGI: You’re in college now?

Melissa: Yes, ULM campus.

TGI: My last question. Do you enjoy the TG Inc. body?

Melissa: I have three boyfriends. What do you think?

TGI: I take that as a yes.

Old Sins

“Hands in the air, buddy,” the intruder said pointing the gun at Horace’s face. “Do what I tell you and nobody gets hurt.”

Horace was stunned he was being robbed in the middle of the day. Who locks their door midday? In a small town? Still, here he was in his own home facing the wrong end of a gun. The man holding the gun didn’t look like thug either. His hair is neatly combed back, his face clean shaven and he wears a suit and tie. With one hand he points the gun at Horace, in the other he holds the straps of a duffle bag. Horace would expect his bank president to look similar to this man. He certainly does not appear to need money. The intruder actually looks well to do and has the self-confidence, too.

Horace raised his hands over his head. The intruder said, “Off with your clothes.” “Wha?” The command didn’t register in Horace’s brain. The intruder demanded, “Take of your clothes.” “But, I’m not…” Horace feared he might be raped by this man. “I’m not going to touch you. But I will put a bullet in you if you don’t lay your clothes over there,” the intruder said waving the gun toward the bed.

Horace did as he was told. The intruder set the duffle bag on the floor as Horace stood there naked. The intruder unzipped the bag and pulled out women’s clothing. “Put this on,” the intruder said tossing a bra, panty, tank tip, skirt and stilettos. Horace stood frozen. The intruder pushed the gun further in front of him perfecting his aim. Horace squatted and picked up the clothing. He put on the panty and bra first followed by the skirt and tank top. Last he slipped into the heels. For some reason the clothes all fit perfectly.

“Now what,” Horace said with rose-red cheeks. “Now we wait,” the intruder said. Before long the clothing began to tighten and tingle. Horace felt uncomfortable. “A body suit,” he said. “Not exactly,” the intruder said. More time passed until Horace was completely transformed. “Why?” Horace asked. “You don’t remember me, do you,” the intruder began. Horace shook his head, his blond hair waving as he did. “When we were in high school you convinced my girlfriend, Lenora, to dump me for your best friend. I never forgave you for that. Time was kind to me. I ended up really rich and swore I would use my money to punish you for your evil deed. I can’t have the one thing I want most, Lenora. So you will take her place. The nanobots in the fabric of your clothes were programmed to make you look exactly like Lenora.”

Horace turned to the mirror. He remembered. He does look exactly like Lenora. He took a selfie to prove to his mind this was really happening. He turned back to the intruder. “Now get on the bed, honey,” the intruder said. “I think I want to have sex with my girl.”

Uneasy Peace

World War III was over, but not everyone accepted the truce. Chinese girls thought the human race should be reduced to females only, using science to impregnate women and propagate the species. A splinter cell formed and traveled Earth, hunting down the remaining men. They came armed with military grade girly light assault rifles. Men were not safe anywhere on the planet.

Some men wanted to breathe the fresh air so bad they dressed up as women before venturing outside. However, the snipers could tell. They came equipped with sensing devices. One point of the girly light rifle and the sniper could tell if it was a man in drag. If it was, a light pull of the trigger and the man wearing a dress no longer had to worry about changing when he got home.

On the bright side, Earth was now composed of matriarchal societies. The world was a better place as a result. Women fought dirty, but didn’t want to blow… ah… the whole planet up. The male population was down to under 200. If you are a man reading this your days are numbers. Men are no longer needed to breed. And I know a few cute Chinese girls that want to meet you.

World War III Part Troi

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The war was out of control. Eighty percent of all men alive were hit by the girly light. Panty shortages were acute and there was a serious run on pantyhose. Hmmm? The United States was willing to listen to terms from China when the secure bunkers of men preserved for breeding stock were penetrated. The girly light bomb was completed by China first. America’s 28 largest cities fell in love with pink the first day.

Europe, East Asia, Africa, and Australia soon sued for peace, too. It was clear China won World War III. Not that anyone would notice. The United States finished development of the girly light bomb two days after China, feminizing most of the world within a week.

With breeding stock men nearly all transformed, peace was inevitable. There were no hot-headed men left to fight. All the girls wanted to do was shop, get their hair done, compare nail colors and gossip. Fewer than 200 men were left of the human race. You can only imagine their existence surrounded by so many women, especially during that special time of the month.

And then there was the new world order once peace was restored. People still needed love and companionship. Men before the war made the best lovers for most women with mixed results. Here we see Alex, now Alexis, sharing his love. Not everyone is happy about it.

World War III was over, the jealousy war is about to begin. Too bad somebody didn’t build a manly gun.

World War III Part Duex

The American people loved President Amanda more than the old guy they used to have; at least President Amanda had balls. The Chinese laughed so hard they pee’d their pants as the President ran back to Washington with his panties in a bunch.

Soon all of Asia, Africa and Australia were in the game. World War III had officially started. China had a head start on an even more devastating bomb: a girly light bomb. The race was on for one country to develop the weapon first. One bomb over a major city would send bra sales through the roof. And since China made most of the bras worldwide….

A few select men were sequestered in deep underground shelters. They were considered the future breeding stock should the war be lost. Even if the nation won World War III there might not be enough men to keep the population going so steps were taken.

Machine gun girly light rifles turned whole squadrons of men sexy in minutes. A platoon caught in the open was in imminent danger of sitting while they pee. The best soldiers were the latest victims. Balls gone and nipples perky, the new Ladies Brigade was fearless in their attack.

Squad leader, Quentin, led the assault on the city streets. He thought the city would be easy pickings, but he was the first victim of a massive counter-assault. Now Renee enjoys a new uniform while inspecting newly acquired lofts.

The war isn’t over, girls. Continued tomorrow…

World War III

Trade tensions were out of control between nations. Small skirmishes between adjoining countries were the first indication a worldwide conflagration was about to erupt. With so many nations possessing nuclear weapons the only way to fight and win any future war would require a different kind of combat.

Tanks and heavy artillery would only escalate to nuclear. World War III would be fought like no war before. World War III would be fought with infantry, small arms, terrorist attacks, and guerrilla warfare. There would be no deaths in World War III because the new weapon of choice was the girly light.

Men would take to the field in small groups attacking the enemy while keeping out of site. A small town could be subdued with a modest crack commando group, turning an entire town female in a night, disorienting the half the population, sapping their energy to fight.

The first shot was fired by China, but the United States and Europe also have nail polish on their hands, too. China made it clear they wanted war over peace. The President extended an olive branch by travelling to China to end trade animosities. The President was the first victim. He was ambushed by girly lights.

The President no longer looked good in a suit so he stepped into a dress, changed his name to Amanda and told the Chinese, “Game on, girls!”

Continued tomorrow…

The First FOSE

Alice was still confused by what happened earlier in the day. Speculation was Earth experienced its first Fantasy Orgasm Swapping Event or FOSE, according to news reports. Alice claims she is really Brad, but somehow popped out of his body and into Alice’s, a girl he was fantasizing about when the swap happened. The small town of Brant normally is quiet, but people switching bodies when a bright light flashed in the sky is newsworthy.

The confusion caused havoc with government services. It seems policemen had more swaps than any other group. Even hospitals suffered staffing problems. Things were quieter in Brant. Alice gathered her thoughts as she looked across the field at Brad, the boy she used to be only a few hours ago. For some reason Amanda Thomas, Live Eye Action News reporter, wanted to interview Alice. Alice figured it was her friendly face as the reason she was picked for an interview.  If only Ms. Thomas knew what Alice looked like this morning.

Before the interview began, Brad started to adjust to Alice’s body. What would she tell the reporter? Alice decided to make up a story. It was none of Ms. Thomas’s damn business what happened in town. She probably didn’t know Brad/Alice were one of the victims. One thing was for certain: Brad was sure glad he was thinking about Alice when the FOSE hit rather than ‘ol lady Edwards. That would have been real bad.

Independence at Last

In the United States freedom rings loud around the 4^th of July, the American Independence Day. For decades small communities raised funds for their fire department with picnics over the summer, especially the 4^th of July. Beer put a lot of fire trucks on the road.

Drunken driving laws killed the picnics and the desperately needed funds. The picnics now only a fraction of their former size needed a way to draw either a crowd or at least donations. Fireworks shows drew crowds but not much money. Raffles were the last big money-maker for the fire departments and even that was dying.

With budget shortfalls and ideas exhausted, budget planners were willing to try anything. A proposal was made to raffle a full TG makeover to one lucky winner. To manage risk, a certain number of tickets would be sold before the raffle was live. Concerns were too few would be interested in such a raffle —how many guys really want to change gender for real?

When Alan heard about the raffle he opened his wallet wide, like many guys did. The fire department raised a record amount of money. The planners couldn’t believe how many tickets were sold. The park was filled to capacity for the drawing which means more beer was sold too. Alan clutched the wad of tickets in his fist. Sweat beaded on his forehead. He wanted to win so badly.

A pretty girl in a red bikini reached her hand into the basket and pulled out the winning ticket. The announcer read the numbers slowly. When the final digit was called out Alan nearly fainted. He had the winning ticket!

The next day Alan was at the door of the TG Incorporated office with his certificate in hand for a full and permanent transition to the girl of his dreams. Take a look at Alan now that he is Connie. Don’t you agree, she is the cutest thing going? Don’t you wish you would have bought a ticket? It’s for a good cause.

Walking Into the Twilight Zone

It felt like an episode of Twilight Zone to Martin Sloan. Not the new remakes, but the old, original episodes. Martin wanted his life to live over. Complications made his life unbearable. Martin Sloan knew from the time he was four he was born in the wrong body. To compensate he worked himself to death getting perfect grades in school. He excelled at work and ranked amongst the best in his industry worldwide. All Martin’s life he was running and now it finally caught up with him.

Martin wanted to visit his hometown hoping the memories of his childhood would bring meaning to his empty life. He stopped for gas on the outskirts of town and walked a path while his car was filled by the attendant. It was exactly as he remembered. All the people were the same. He even met his younger self and told the young Martin to cherish the simple days of youth as they would not last.

As he returned to his car he noticed he transformed into a woman. He finally had the body he always wanted. Martin always wanted the name Becky and he finally was Becky. What Martin did not know was a slow moving vortex floated into Earth at that exact spot. The null space in the vortex shifted time. While Martin was in the vortex he experienced the world as it was 25 years ago. As he left the vortex, the vortex did what it always does: it transformed all males to females. Becky was glad she went back home. What she found was her true self.

Consequences

For every action there are unintended consequences. Frank never foresaw the consequences of his actions. Frank entered college with a secret. He worked hard to get massive scholarships so he could attend the best school and have his own private room. The private room was important. When the door closed Frank took the opportunity to be his real self.

He dressed in the sexiest clothing he could buy and pretended to be Pixie, cool girl of the school. Every night he slept in a silk negligee. The best part about his secret was morning when he first woke, looked down, and saw his breast forms. They felt real in the morning. He felt like a real girl before the fantasy started to break.

The college Frank attended has a popular female professor. She teaches the medical gender class. Of course, the guys love it, especially because she is tall, thin, with long blond hair and the tightest, hottest smile any guy every saw. Frank never took the class. That didn’t keep Ms. Hot Professor from finding out about Frank’s secret.

One Friday night the professor waited until Frank was in full fantasy when she picked the lock to his room, burst in and sprayed him with nanobots. Frank passed out. Ms. Hot Professor tucked him into bed. She slid in bed beside him while he slept. In the morning Frank was shocked to see the professor there. It took several minutes for Frank to realize that prefect morning feel wasn’t going away; it was real. The professor smiled. “Welcome to my team, Pixie,” the professor said as she walked to the door. “You can thank me later.”

Heat Wave

Don’t go in the water. That is what the sign said. But some people have no regard for rules or following orders. So a couple of kids wandered into the water anyway against all the rules and paid the price. Serves them right.

But Bob and Dave never thought they were really doing anything wrong. Besides, it wasn’t hurting anyone. If there was a problem with the water they would be the only ones to get sick. The heat wave made the water so inviting so they stepped in. Little did they know the nanobot manufacturing facility had an industrial leak.

The cool water was the perfect solution to the summer heat wave. Bob and Dave jumped and splashed in the water having a good time. Bob was first to notice Dave looked a little different. Before the boys could leave the water the transformation was complete. A passing tourist took a snapshot of the boys. Bob and Dave asked the tourist to send a copy to their email, for the record, you know.

The good news was Bob and Dave became Helen and Frieda for free. If they had a normal nanobot treatment it would have set them back a year’s wages. How lucky can two guys get? Good thing they disobeyed the sign.

Mystery Solved

Spring break, the time when a young man’s fancy turns to things more… exotic. Most kids head to the beach or take a mini vacation. For the wealthy and trust babies there is only one place that will do: Mystery Island. Of course, it isn’t much of a mystery anymore.  It is common knowledge what happens on this island dead center of the Bermuda Triangle.

Once outside the shielded airport, Mystery Island transforms everyone into a female. The transformation is temporary for about 75%. It is always an exciting moment as the girls leave the Island to see who transforms back.

Boys love the temporary changes. They can explore life as a female for a week before returning to class. There is one problem. The experience isn’t complete. With no boys around to ogle them, the temporary girls don’t get the opportunity to enjoy the full experience. But 1 in 4 will discover the rest of the experience later.

The odds were one of Scott’s group of friends would stay a girl. Barry, Mark and Sam were good friends with Scott. The idea of Mystery Island was too much to resist. Scott, as Lacy, is on the left in this picture followed by Amanda (Barry), Brandy (Mark), and Lisa (Sam). They had great fun during their week of spring break. Now it was time to go home. Scott was nervous to see if any of them will remain a girl.

The transformation back is fast as soon as you entered the shielded airport. The boys stopped for one last moment as girls, or maybe a lifetime as a girl. The automatic doors to the airport slip open. The boys walked through. They looked back and forth at each other and finally all stared at Scott. Lacy was the 1 in 4. She swallowed hard. Life would be different now, but at least they had a hell of a spring break together.

Birthday Girl

What do you get a man who has everything? How do you make it a surprise? Edgar’s family loved him, but it was hard sometimes. He made a fortune at an early age by building a technology company and selling it. Life from that point was narcissistic hedonism for Edgar. He explored every pleasure within eyesight. The one thing Edgar never did was betray his family or the love of his wife.

Now Edgar is an old man with lots of money, a loving wife and a boatload of unhappiness. Edgar’s wife wanted to bring the smile back to his face. She wanted to do something he would never expect, would unlikely do for himself and make him beam with delight.

After careful research, Edgar’s wife decided on nanobots. She kept showing Edgar pictures of women and asking him how attractive he thought they were. Edgar had no interest. He grudgingly answered. He had no need for a new wife and he was beginning to wonder what his wife was up to.

On the big day, Edgar’s wife invited him to a warm soak in the hot tub. She infused two packets of preprogrammed nanobots: one for her and one for him. She would transform into his ideal girl and he would be young and vital again to enjoy it.

They sank into the water, lay back and enjoyed the jets massaging away aches and pains brought on by age. Edgar felt so relaxed he dozed for a while. Edgar knew something was wrong the moment we woke. He looked over to see a young man with chiseled abs in the hot tub with him. Then he looked down and saw he was a beautiful young woman.

Edgar’s wife shrieked, “It worked the wrong way!” Edgar immediately realized what his wife did. “It’s okay, honey. I love the body. We can enjoy pleasures not possible before.” Edgar’s wife started to say she was sorry, but Edgar placed a gentle finger to her lips. “Call me Corrine from now on. And I love the body.” Edgar pulled his wife closer and kissed her deeply.

Hard Time

The judge wasn’t taking Rodney’s bullshit anymore. Rodney spent more time in court and in jail than free. The judge had it. He was going to end the crap once and for all.

The judge read the list of offenses Rodney committed over the years. All were minor, but never ending: indecent exposure, urinating in public, jay walking, and shoplifting (You needed a candy bar that bad?” the judge exhorted).

“Nothing seems to work with you,” the judge continued. “Jail doesn’t seem to work. I think you actually like it there.” Rodney smiled at the comment which really pissed off the judge. “I’m sick of dealing with you. I have a solution to end these games you play once and for all.”

What was Rodney’s offense this time? Minor BS again. He was required to report his personal online presence to the Department of Corrections. He started a business and claimed the accounts were business, not personal. He was right, but when has the government cared about right or following the law. They pick and choose which laws they will follow and whom they apply to. This fake law applied to Rodney, it seems.

Rodney could cop any attitude he wanted, it would not help. “I am inclined to sentence you to seven years hard labor on the prison farm, but I get the feeling you might enjoy that.” Rodney shrugged. Rodney would rather sit around all day passing time, but whatever. “Instead I think I can end your attitude with a novel sentence.” Now the judge smiled. “I order you to report to the local TG Incorporated office for gender reassignment. As a woman you will find how offensive lewd behavior is when directed toward you. If you keep your nose clean for seven years you can petition the court to have your old body back. Do you understand your sentence?”

Rodney was white as a ghost. Losing his family jewels over this? No effing way! Of course it was effing way. The police dragged him to the TG Incorporated office to carry out the sentence. Rodney was replaced by Luellen that day. To his surprise he loved life as Luellen. The judge can go eff himself. As a woman he can get away with murder. He couldn’t help thinking of all the fun things he could now do. 

Bad Habits

It wasn’t the same after Abe’s wife, Wanda, put her foot down over his philandering ways. Every time Wanda turned around Abe was surfing those TG fantasy caption sites, ogling the pretty girls in the pictures. In a marriage Wanda felt the husband owed his wife respect and considerations. Looking at other women, even online, was more than Wanda could accept. And those stories. Ugh! Did Abe want to be a woman? Abe tried to explain all guys look; it doesn’t mean he’ll touch. And besides, he frequents the TG fantasy caption sites to read the stories, not because he wants to be a woman, thought that would be cool.

Wanda wasn’t buying it. The arguments escalated until Wanda took drastic action. If Abe thought it would be so cool to be a woman… She could live married to another woman, but not a straying man. She ordered TG dust and sprinkled it in Abe’s clothing. While Abe enjoyed another marathon run reading/ogling the TG fantasy caption circuit the transformation took place.

Abe was happy with the results. Transforming into Mindy was the best thing that happened to him. She enjoyed her new body and how it worked. Reading the blogs was still fun; even ogling the pretty models was awesome. But the private moment needed a different approach. With a small amount of effort Mindy found the right spot combined with the right motion.

Wanda still complains. Mindy is used to it. He is still madly in love with his wife. However, the intimate moments are a bit strange since Wanda still wants her husband. Too late for that now.

A Pleasant Surprise

I wanted to take a brief interlude to share something that made a big difference in my life. Like a lot of people I have debt, mostly the credit card kind. Banks hate lending money to normal people so I was running out of ideas to get my payments and interest down.

With interest rates so low right now you would think the banks would trip over themselves to lend to people like me. I have a job and have never missed a payment. Still, no luck. Recently I started using Propser.com. They are one of the advertisers on this blog so I thought, “What do I have to lose?” Here is how it worked for me.

I applied online. Documentation is also submitted online. They have a customer service rep call to expedite the processing of the loan. Long story short, I refinanced all my credit card debt in one place at less than half the interest rate; my payments also dropped significantly.

I added the link to this blog post for easy access to Prosper. My experience is nothing short of “WOW!” Since a lot of people are in the same (or similar) boat I am in I wanted to share my experience. Not many businesses want to support the TG community. When one does I am all for supporting them, especially if they do super fantastic work like Prosper does.

It doesn’t cost anything to get a quote. If they provide a loan there is a fee, but it is like a small addition to the interest cost. Well worth it considering how much interest I save each month. My break-even point was less than a month. Everyone is different, but I know a lot of you gals could really use some help and Prosper doesn’t have a problem supporting the TG community so they get my vote.

Now back to the show.

So Pretty

It starts with a desire to wear something pretty. The lust is small at first, only a thought. Then you see the red negligee and you can’t help yourself. You check around the house to make sure you are alone; you check all the doors and windows to make sure they are locked. Then you race to the bedroom and lay out the red negligee with matching panties.

Time seems to stop as you stare at the soft women’s clothing on the bed, biting your lower lip. The final decision is fast, less than a second. Once you make up your mind you will live your fantasy no matter what. Your clothing in on the floor and the panties slip on so smooth and silky. The feel of the negligee as it drops into place is like no other feeling in the world.

It’s not enough. Next you apply make-up, then a wig. With practice you look like a girl. But something is missing. Well, not missing. There is too much. Money is saved and a doctor’s visit confirms you are ready to make the transformation. Before you know it you are on hormone therapy. In an instant you are headed for surgery. The next moment you are completely healed, examining your beautiful feminine body in the mirror as you keep repeating your name, “Kathy”. You wear panties and a bra every day. Your closet is filled with girl’s clothes. You find a boyfriend and get married.

And it all started because you wanted something pretty to wear.