Obvious Choice

Cancer changed Evans life forever. The choice was simple for Evan and his wife; either have his penis surgically removed (yes, this really happens) or die. Fortunately the cancer was confined to the penis so Evans life was not in danger if the offending appendage were removed immediately.

After the surgery something changed in Evan. The remaining stump was tender and his personality changed. It did not take long for Evan and his wife to decide it was time to complete the surgery and make Evan completely female. The doctors agreed and started using Evans cells to grow a vagina. Hormone treatment and additional surgery turned Evan into Amanda. When the vagina was installed (how do you like that term) Amanda no longer felt pain and felt like a whole human being, even if a woman.

Amanda and her wife still had needs to satisfy so they went to a lesbian shop to find the right strap-ons to do the job. It took time for Amanda to adjust, but it was all worth it. No longer in pain from cancer or the stub of a remaining penis, Amanda is now a woman who enjoys life to the fullest.

Doctor's Orders

It was time to take the relationship to the next level and Gary knew it. After years of marriage to the leading sex change doctor in the world the relationship grew stale. Doctor Rebecca loved her husband and would never think of divorce, but she wanted Gary to see the world from a woman’s perspective.

Following a long discussion, Gary started the transformation process. The hormone therapy started to smooth Gary into Sylvia. As her breasts grew, her skin softened, and the shape of her body changed. Using his own cells, Rebecca grew a uterus, vagina, and cervix. In the past, part of the male anatomy would be used to create female looking parts. They functioned generally well, but the created girl parts required stretching and lubrication. The incubated parts worked and felt exactly like a real woman; no stretching or lubrication required, but don’t let that stop you.

The magically day came. Gary fell asleep on the surgery table as Rebecca went to work installing the last piece to his transformation. After surgery Sylvia was so excited at how awesome she looked and felt. After a few weeks of healing Rebecca and Sylvia could enjoy each other like never before. It was at this time Rebecca wanted to see Sylvia experience life as a woman does. She brought in a young chiseled man to take her virginity. I could give more details, but let me just say a girl never forgets her first time.

Crime Wave

Magic panties started a crime wave no one predicted or thought possible. Gangs of men roved the streets looking for victims. The gangs bought magic panties programmed to the kind of girl they liked. They found an unwitting sap, dragged him into a dark alley, stripped him naked and pulled the magic panties on him.

Magic panties don’t come off until they finish the job they were programmed to do. The victim writhes and twists on the ground for ten minutes struggling to save his identity. All that remains is a half naked woman shivering on the ground. Now the panties can come off. The gang goes back to work pulling off the one piece of clothing the victim has on. Having created the woman of their dreams they proceed to…. Well, I think you know where this all ends.

Carter had the unfortunate accident of meeting one the aforementioned gangs. As stated above, you know what happens. After the trauma Carter changed his name to May. We shared a picture of May here. She looks very happy, don’t you think? I think you will agree with me; she is less a victim than one lucky woman.

Falling for the New Girl

They call me Tumbleina. I hated the world I grew up on and always dreamed of running away with the circus. Too bad little boys were not allowed to join the circus. Too many worlds have rules against males in a public spotlight. Why was I ever born a boy?

Tumbleina isn’t my real name. My real name is Roger. Life was hard in my family and my parents were never around. I was left to fend for myself. A young boy gets hungry when no one provides a nourishing meal for him. And I was sick of living outside in the cold.

There was only one thing I could do to pass the time: dance. While I waited for the circus to open one day I danced and did somersaults and cartwheels and other great kid’s stuff in the field behind the tents. A woman named Macy saw me playing in the field and called me over. She told me how talented I was. She asked me if I wanted to join the circus. I clapped my hands like a penguin in delight. Then I told Macy I knew I could never be in the circus; I was a dumb boy.

Macy smiled placing her hand on the top of my head, “I can make you a girl.” I was penguin clapping again. I followed Macy to a tent with all kinds of equipment. I stepped into a chamber Macy told me to. I stepped out Tumbleina. Macy took me to another tent and asked me to dance. As a girl I danced better than ever.

The next night I had my debut performance. I was told I am a natural. I’ve been to 208 worlds since that fateful day. I can’t even remember what it was like as a boy anymore. I do remember the hungry nights; don’t miss those any. I thank god every day for Macy. She made me the woman I am today.

Lingerie Party

It started as a joke. Ten couples were at a karaoke bar when the discussion turned to who was the better singer. Before long the ten couple chose sides. Each group of five couples bet each other they could get a better cheer from the crowd. The losers would have the husbands get back on stage in magic panties and lingerie and sing until the transformation was complete.

Brenda thought it was hot her husband Kyle was willing to gamble so much on a song. As luck would have it Kyle and the boys were not able to get enough shouts from their singing so they took the stage again dressed as sissies. Kyle took the mic and gave the best performance of her life as the other men stood beside him. Before the song was over all the men were women.

Now Brenda can’t wait to get her husband, Cayce, home and into bed. Cayce was reluctant for about three seconds. The rest of the winners, I mean losers were escorted by their wives to home. Looks like there will be more quality singing before the night is over.