Thank You, Sabrina

New Beginnings

Just Trying to Help

Meeting His Roommate's Other Side

Spring of Femininity

A Process of Satisfaction (for Candy aka realfield)

"While most saw nothing more than another piece of exquisite arm-candy, James saw his masterpiece."

Transcript: Perfect. James Slade felt nothing but satisfaction as he gazed upon the yielding blonde in his bed. Tiffany James called her, though her legal name was something else. Her bleached blonde hair and shapely breasts were likewise no more real than her name. Even her tantalizingly sweet pussy was no more than an extremely well-crafted counterfeit. But no one except for James Slade would ever know. While most saw nothing more than another piece of exquisite arm-candy, James saw his masterpiece.

Tiffany had been a young man named Carl once. From the moment Carl had been introduced to James, he had begun following James around like a lost puppy. It was natural James supposed. James was everything that most men strived to be: handsome, wealthy, successful, and dominant. Much came from his inheritance, including the genes to his majestically sized body, among other things, and like many others, Carl had flocked to him for direction. In fact, Carl was so eager to please, that turning him into a sissy and had hardly taken any work at all. It had been somewhat disappointing actually; James quite enjoyed the gratification of crushing a man’s will before bending it to his own. Sure, Carl had tried to resist when James had had him injected with feminizing hormones and even cried the first time the James had pounded his tight virgin ass, but only the first time. Countless surgical procedures and untold hours of ‘instruction’ later, the finished product lay before him, awaiting its christening.

Adorned and painted in her very best, Tiffany had accompanied James to a company party earlier in the evening. Though it did not behoove her to stand as his equal, Tiffany had played the part of a well-groomed young lady marvelously well at James’ behest. Here in the privacy of a secluded room however, she could give in to her instincts; James was her master. She had hiked up her dress, removed her panties, and exposed her prize. Tiffany feverishly desired to feel her master’s enormously large cock within her once again, but she was his to do with as he pleased. Whatever James wanted from her, she would give. His pleasure became hers. Tiffany knew that she was her master’s sissy and nothing else could ever make her happier.

A New Dawn (for Dawn)

Here's a caption that I made for Dawn (aka commentator) over at the Haven. Her preferences consisted mostly of "don'ts" which gave me pretty much free reign over what I wanted to do with this story. This is what I came up with. Personally, I am particularly pleased with the layout, it took me awhile to figure out how to put all the text into a caption, but I'm very much liking the design I selected. I may have to return to this style more often!

Transcript: The sun's warm morning rays shone in brilliantly from the large windows that surrounded the room, but even they could not be compared to the radiant smile upon Darrell's face. Was this really real? It still seemed impossible, yet here he, or she as it was now, stood, living proof of the miraculous occurrence. 

Twelve hours ago, he had gone to bed as Darrell, a nondescript young man in his early twenties with an uninteresting career and an even duller love life. Nothing seemed unusual about him which was exactly how he liked it. He had been careful to conceal the forbidden yearning that the world would not look too kindly upon: he wanted to be a woman. For years he'd secretly stockpiled an array of women's clothing, accessories, and beauty products, along with a few other items that most women didn't need. His feminine alter ego lived in secret and was kept quieter than even the most scandalous politician’s affair. It was his dirty little secret. He wanted to wear glamorous gowns and sultry lingerie, to get all dolled up, and draw the admiring gazes of men and women alike. It wasn't that he abhorred being a man, but why be something mediocre when he could be something extraordinary?

And now, he was—extraordinary that is to say the least. How he had come to awake this morning with the body of a brunette goddess was still unknown, but looking back, there seemed to be only one possible explanation. Absurd as it was, the eccentric old lady he'd helped the week before had promised him that his heart's greatest wish would come true in return for his kindness. He hadn't believed her or given much thought to it then, but he sure couldn't stop wondering about her now. As unscientific as it was, it was the only logical conclusion. But that was of little concern, the how was not nearly as important as the now. All that mattered was he was a woman now, and a stunningly ravishing one at that!

It seemed only fitting then that he also cease referring to himself as a man. From this moment forward, he would be no longer Darrell, but Dawn. Dawn breathed in a sigh of satisfaction. She still couldn't quite get over how well the lingerie she had bought so long ago fit her now. Trying on the various garments from her stockpile had been one of the first things she had done, after exploring the bountiful pleasures of womanhood of course. How different the clothes felt now that she possessed the proper form. It was a foreign, but welcome sensation the way her silky corset cupped her lovely breasts, but even more marvelous was the smooth, flat fit of her tiny lace panties. They looked so sexy on her now!

Dawn could feel it. Today would be the start of something amazing. She didn’t know what other surprises the day might bring her, but she could feel that whatever was in store, it would be spectacular. It would be a time for new beginnings and new adventures—a new dawn.

Picture Perfect

If only we could all look this good in our pictures...

I decided I'd try a new style with this one. The idea was short enough and I wanted to try making a "real caption". I think as a whole, it worked well, particularly since everything is quite short. I think this may be one of the shortest caps I've written in awhile. Let me know what you guys think!

And on a side note, I'm back!

Transcript: “Oh you look so adorable! Hold that pose, James. Yes, just like that: leave one hand over your ‘breasts’ while using the other to hide your cock. Marvelous. With these pictures in hand, no one will ever suspect you are anything other than a young pretty girl!”

PHOTO—July 25, 2013: James Davis poses for the camera as his step-sister Lisa (not pictured) directs him. Although a boy, James achieves his stunningly feminine look through the use of a variety of beauty products and incredibly life-like prosthetics. Astonishingly, James’ flattering shape has been attained without the use of feminizing hormones or surgery. Instead, James employs daily calisthenics and a healthy diet to maintain his slender form. James has also recently begun a corset training program under Lisa’s direction to further enhance his figure. Photographs from this shoot are to be included in James’ portfolio, which will be sent to a select number of publications, under the pseudonym Jamie Davis.

Backyard Seductress

 

Transcript:

The bodysuit was perfect: long silky locks, smooth luxurious curves, and an expression that simply oozed with sex appeal. Jeff spent every available moment in it, willingly shedding his mundane life for that of a voluptuous brunette goddess whom he termed Jessica. Regretfully, it was a guilty pleasure that had to be confined to within the safety of his home. He didn’t dare venture out, lest someone uncover his dirty secret.

Lately however, he had taken to lounging around in the expansive back yard of his home. Sometimes he would do yoga or pretend to read while he suntanned, but more often than not, Jessica would end up completely naked and exposed in the bright sunlight. Her slow, erotic striptease and subsequent seemingly innocent display were all played off as being unintentional of course, but Jessica knew that the men in the neighborhood would be watching. It gave her secret pleasure to know that at any given moment, a man might be watching her and tugging away at his cock with reckless abandon, fervent with desire as he fantasized about her. She just hoped that it wouldn’t be much longer before one of them finally decided joined her in the backyard…

Just Trying to Help

What I hope to be a rather humorous take on the classic inadvertent transformation scenario! Also, please note that this is a monologue, just in case you're getting confused and saying "the dialogue doesn't make sense!" (I've definitely done that before :P). On a side note, this is probably one of my more favorite caps that I've made recently, hope you guys enjoy it too!

Transcript: Oh, thank god you’re home, Matt! Listen, you’ve got to help me, it’s me, Jake!
Yeah, I know I don’t look like myself right now, that’s sort of why I need your help. So I was ogling some really weird hot chick at the grocery store today when she caught me and cast some sort of spell to turn me into this!
Of course I know I sound crazy, but it’s really me! She said she hoped that this experience would teach me a lesson and that I would be stuck like this, as a girl, until either a year and a day had passed or until I fucked a guy and let him cum within me!
Now I know that this is asking a lot, but I really need a place to stay until I can figure this all out, you know the frat house would freak, or worse, if they ever found out! I was also hoping you’d let me borrow some of your ex-girlfriend’s stuff as well, my clothes just somehow disappeared on me and being naked is only making having this new body worse!
What do you mean, “It’ll be my pleasure to help you out in every way I can”?
What are you doing? Zip it back up, put it away! Do not—don’t you dare think I’m letting that thing near me! There is no way that thing is going inside of me!
Only trying to help, my ass!
No!! My ass is off limits too!

Preparing for Your Date

I actually wrote this one out...maybe almost a year ago, but I just never got around to making a caption out of it, so today I decided to make it happens. I quite like this cap personally, it's only the second cap I've written in the second person voice (I think, the other being Caught in Purple which I wrote a long time ago!). Let me know what you guys think! Do you like second person voice caps?

Transcript: These were the moments that you lived for. Everyone was out of the house and no one was due back for days. You’d waited an hour after the last person had left the house, every minute seeming to take twice as long, just to make sure that no one had forgotten anything. As soon as the hour was up, you’d sprung out of your seat and into action, your whole body trembling with excitement. With three whole days to yourself, you would have plenty of time to transform yourself into Sabrina and savor it too.

Your first order of business was to completely exfoliate your entire body. A special cream could be applied to all but the most sensitive of areas and a good razor easily took care of the rest. Once done, you’d hopped into the shower for a quick wash and to lather yourself in a variety of moisturizers and other bath products, their fragrant scents lingering around you, even after rinsing off. You spread layers of cool moisturizing lotion upon your newly hairless body afterwards, to ensure that it would preserve its soft supple nature.

You’d then sat down at your sister’s vanity table, picked up a small brush, and began with the foundation. You’d wielded your brushes with expert skill, applying blush, eye shadow, and mascara, which helped to hold up your false eyelashes nicely. Retrieving your wig and breast forms from a place that only you knew about, you’d attached the wig to your head and watched as the familiar dark, auburn, locks tumbled down into place. The breast forms came next, the cool glue of your silicone falsies sending shivers down your spine. You cupped the two mounds carefully, being sure to press them firmly against your chest long enough to allow for proper adhesion.

Applying a few puffs of your favorite perfume, you’d stopped for a moment to take in your new feminine scent, the aroma giving you an instant hard on as your fantasies ran wild. Ah yes, you’d almost forgotten about that. Waiting until your naughty little clit had settled down a bit, you’d grasped it firmly and winced as you pulled it hard between your legs as far back as it would go. The bit of discomfort was regrettable, but there was no sense in letting a little pain get in the way of the perfect look. A generous amount of surgical tape was sufficient to secure it in place, ensuring that it would not make any further unexpected appearances; that would’ve been quite undesirable.

Then slipping into your sister’s bedroom, you’d flung wide the closet doors and paused for a moment before strolling into a world of all things feminine. This was when having a shopaholic twin sister paid off. With so many choices and possibilities, you’d been unsure of what to try first. Eventually you’d settled on a colorful summer dress and slipped into it with practiced ease, the stretch of soft clingy cotton giving you pleasurable sensations as the tight dress hugged your body.

As you pause to examine your handiwork, the sound of the doorbell announcing your date’s arrival interrupts your thoughts. Throwing on a pair of flirty platforms, you teeter over towards the door, take in a deep breath and mustering up the most seductively feminine voice you can imagine, open the door and greet your visitor, “Hello Mark, I’m Sabrina. I’ll just be a minute more. Won’t you come in?”

Nice Equipment

Transcript: “So what do you think?” Charlie asked, as he tried not to look too embarrassed standing ‘naked’ in front of his partner, Devlin. He wasn’t actually naked or male in appearance at the present, for which he was grateful, all thanks to the state-of-the-art female bodysuit he was wearing. Posing as Devlin’s girlfriend was part of his cover for the mission.

Devin seemed to be even more embarrassed than he was. It had to be unsettling to see a ‘girl’ gorgeous enough to be a Playboy Centerfold, yet know that that ‘girl’ was not only a man in disguise, but also your partner! “Umm…nice piece of equipment,” Devin muttered uncomfortably.

Charlie couldn’t resist the opportunity to tease him a bit, “Piece? So do you like my tits, my ass, or my pussy?” Charlie made a full turn around to give Devin another look, finishing with a coquettish smile, causing Devlin to turn bright red as a small bulge began to form in Devlin’s pants. Charlie just watched in amusement as Devlin attempted to hide his emerging peak. He knew it was mean to tease him so, but it was just too good of a chance to pass up!

“I meant the bodysuit…you know what I mean,” Devin retorted back irritably, then softened his tone, “though you’ll certainly make for a sweet piece of arm candy. Now get dressed, we’re flying out in a half hour.”

“A half hour? The agency should consider themselves lucky I’m not a real woman…otherwise I’d only have been able to pick out which pair of panties to wear in that time! Still, only thirty minutes will still be a challenge…unless of course you’d be willing to help me. What do you say, I’ll pick out the bra, you pick out the panties?”

Devlin groaned in frustration. Charlie just laughed silently to himself. This was going to be a very enjoyable mission.

The Girlhood Experience

Apologies for my recent absence, but being that it's spring, there's tons to do and lots of things to keep me busy! I'm afraid my captioning output will be lower than normal for awhile, but I'll still do my best to put my ideas to paper!

Transcript: “You want me to do what with that!?”

Kelly giggled as she watched her step-brother Brian, now fully made over into Brianna, gape at the size of the dildo she had selected. It was just too cute how nervous he looked. In fact, he looked pretty cute as a girl period. The hair extensions she’d put in looked completely natural, even when wet, and she had done a marvelous job with ‘Brianna’s’ makeup, if she did say so herself. Coupled with the unbelievably genuine looking breast forms that ‘Brianna’ was wearing, ‘Brianna’ looked completely passable as Kelly’s little sister. “Just start by playing with it. Give it a little lick and then, well, you know what girls do with these…”

“Yeah, but, but—“

“Oh hush! You were the one who admitted to me that you wanted to experience life as a girl after I caught you going through my things weren’t you or perhaps you’d like to see the pictures again? Maybe that would refresh your memory?”

‘Brianna’ looked at Kelly with an unamused expression as ‘she’ began, “You’re really enjoying this aren’t you?”

“Nonsense! I’m only trying to give you the experience you’ve always wanted!” Kelly tried to keep a straight face as she spoke, but she couldn’t. She was enjoying this immensely.

“Now just take your pretty little manicured hands and start stroking it. Use both hands, firmly, but sensuously. Just think of it as all just part of the girlhood experience, besides, it’ll be good practice for your date tonight.”

“What do you mean my date tonight, I—!?”

“Put those gorgeous lips of yours to good use now and shush! Now let it go all the way in, all the way to the back of your throat, there we go!” Kelly watched with pride as ‘Brianna’ performed masterfully under her instruction, even though ‘she’ was having some trouble with not gagging. But that was to be expected, it was a rather gargantuanly sized member and this was ‘her’ first time, as far as she knew anyway, after all.

“Did I not tell you? It must’ve slipped my mind. Fred asked me out to dinner yesterday and I told him I’d go only if I could bring my ‘little sister’ along and make it a double date, so he found Matt to go with you.”

The disbelief was blatantly obvious on ‘Brianna’s’ face, “You’re kidding right? I mean, letting you dress me up at home is one thing, but going out, and with a guy!?”

“Relax Brianna, if you do everything I’ve taught you, I’m absolutely certain that no one, not even for a second, will doubt that you’re my little sister. Besides, don’t you think it’s time to let the world meet my beautiful little sister?”

‘Brianna’ blushed, “You really think I look beautiful?”

“Absolutely. One-hundred percent.”

‘Brianna’ thought for a moment, “Alright then, I’ll do it, but I am not sucking his dick tonight, no matter how many times you make me practice!”

Kelly laughed, “Of course not! A real lady never gives a blowjob on the first date. That comes on the third!”

Sweet Sissy Temptation

Transcript: 

“So how’s living with your new roommate this year, Will? You guys getting along well?” Jack asked as he and Will walked through the front door of Will’s apartment.

Will hesitated before answering, “Well…I don’t know…it’s been difficult I guess you could say, he’s definitely…very different. It’s a bit problematic.”

“Oh yeah, how so?”

Before Will could answer, a topless brunette holding an oversized rainbow lollipop sauntered into the room. Jack eyed her up hungrily, “Why, hello there. Will didn’t tell me he had such beautiful company around,” then turning to Will, “aren’t you going to introduce us?”

Will shifted uncomfortably, “Umm, yeah. Jack, this is my roommate Eric. Eric, this is my friend Jack.”

“You mean she’s a…”

“Yeah.”

Although evidently surprised, Jack, to his credit, did not seize the first opportunity to bolt out the door and run away screaming. Instead, he extended his hand and smiled, “Nice to meet you, Eric.”

The brunette giggled and smiled back at him. “Likewise, but you can call me Emma,” her sultry feminine voice once again catching Jack off guard. There was also a hint of playfulness, as Emma began to gently trace expert circles along the length of her lollipop.

“That’s a pretty big lollipop you’ve got there, Emma. You seem like a sweet girl. How would you like to hang out some time?”

“That depends, have you got a tasty lollipop for me?” Emma asked, glancing downwards at the same time.

 “Oh I’ve got a very special lollipop for you. It’s big, thick, and unlike regular lollipops, it’ll actually get bigger the more you suck on it.”

“Mmm, I like the sound of that. I do hope there’ll be a sticky surprise at the end too. I just love it when it gets all over me.”

Jack had a grin the size of Texas on his face as he turned to Will, “I honestly can’t see where you think the problem is, but if it’s really bothering you all that much, I believe that it is my duty as your good friend to offer to let Emma move in with me for the remainder of the year. Consider it a selfless sacrifice for a friend.”

How You're Making It Up to Me

As usual, this one turned out to be a lot longer than I originally intended. When I saw the picture, the idea for this story immediately began forming in my head, so I began to write. What started out as a one liner turned into a paragraph and then two and the next thing you know, it's turned into a pretty dense three panel caption. 

At any rate, this is probably one of the few magical transformations you'll see from me for awhile as magic is usually not really my thing, but I really quite enjoyed writing this one. Who knows, maybe inspiration will strike again! 

As usual, comments are always welcome!

Transcript: “Oh dear,” Tim muttered as he stopped short, noticing the open book in Ron’s hand.

Two months ago, Tim had discovered a mysterious book of spells in the attic, but it hadn’t been until three weeks ago that he and Ron had finally mustered up the courage to try it. Acting impetuously, Tim had cast the first spell that caught his eye. Unfortunately, a few mispronunciations had altered the effects from helping him get a gorgeous girl to turning his roommate, Ron, into a gorgeous girl. To make matters worse, their efforts to find a way to reverse the spell had come failed. Luckily however, according to the spell book, the magic would last for only thirty days, after which the spell would be broken. Left with no choice, there was little they could do but to wait it out.

Unknown to Ron however, a few days after the mishap, Tim had actually discovered a counter to undo the spell, but the revelation was kept secret. Upon finding the reversal spell, Tim realized that over the course of the past few days, he had come to quite enjoy having Ron around as a girl. Even though he knew that the sultry brunette strutting around the house was his roommate Ron, that didn’t change the fact that Ron still had the body of a total sexpot. And since the change had been an accident, there was no harm in letting the spell take its due course was there? Ron had seemed to adjust quite well, accepting the fact that he would be stuck as a girl for thirty days, even seeming happier for it. In fact, he had even obtained a whole new wardrobe and had recently taken to parading around in nylon encased legs and revealing lingerie, a habit that Tim did not mind at all. And thus, Tim had reasoned that what Ron didn’t know couldn’t hurt him, and so Ron wouldn’t know. Unfortunately, it looked like all that was  about to change.

“Well hello there, I’ve been waiting for you to get home,” Ron paused for a moment, then continued as Tim stayed silent.

“I’ve been doing some reading. It’s amazing what you can find out when you open a good book. In fact, I may have even found the very reversal spell we had so much trouble finding when this all started. You’ll never guess where I found it: on a torn out page hidden in this book. Odd isn’t it, that it would be hidden in such a place? But you already knew that didn’t you?”

“Ron, I’m so sorry, please let me explain—“

“Save it, Tim. I don’t want to hear it. You held out on me, but you know what? I’m not mad. I’m not mad at all and do you know why?”

Tim began to think, but Ron cut him off before he could answer, “Because you’re going to make it up to me…in a very special way…”

Tim smiled nervously, “Of course Ron, I’ll make it up to you, just name it.”

Resting confidently in the rustic seat as if it were a throne, Ron spread wide her now long slender legs, offering Tim an uninhibited view of her sweet slit.

“Do you like what you see? I know you do. I’ve seen the awkward walk you do around me to hide your arousal. You’d love to play with a pussy like mine wouldn’t you? To fondle these breasts and caress this body? Well guess what? I found the spell. Oh yes, the very same one that started this whole mess in the first place. I even discovered some of the finer details that we failed to notice the first time. For instance, did you know that there is a way to make the spell permanent?”

“I’m sorry, I’m afraid I don’t I understand what you want,” Tim stammered. He really hoped that he hadn’t already done something to accidentally turn Ron into a woman permanently, thereby incurring greater wrath, or worse, that Ron wanted to turn him into a woman permanently, or both!   

Ron held him in a seductive gaze, powerful enough to melt metal, “I want nothing more than what you already want. Over the course of the past couple of weeks, I have come to truly find myself and as a result, I have decided that I wish to remain as I am, as a woman, forever. However, in order to accomplish that, I need something of you.”

A wave of relief washed over Tim, “Oh thank goodness, so you’re not going to punish me by turning me into a woman as well?”

“Heavens no! I have a very different use in mind for you. You see, in order to seal the magic of the spell, I require a very special ingredient to be applied within me, the seed of a man. Now the wine glass on the table, do you see it? I want you to—“

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Tim interrupted Ron as he deduced what Ron wanted him to do, “you want me to masturbate into a wine glass so that you can use my cum to seal the spell!?”

“Would you let me finish? On the table you’ll also find a bottle of vintage port. I want you to pour yourself a glass. White port wine is said to be a potent aphrodisiac and you’ll need all the help you can get.”

Tim was at a loss once again, “Are you saying…um asking me to…so you want me to do what?”

“Fuck me. I want you to fuck me. Long, hard, and deep. I want you to part my ready lips and impale me with your eager shaft. I want you to make me scream for more as I reach the throes of ecstasy, urging you to cum inside of me, but not just once, but multiple times, over and over again, all night long, until you are completely spent. Although once should be sufficient to seal the spell, it is better to be safe than sorry, hence why at sunset the next day, we will begin again, and each night after that until my thirty days have passed. So what are you waiting for Tim? I can see your cock struggling to burst free and if my pussy were any wetter, it would drip, so come over here and slide that cock within me already!”

A Hard Time

Transcript: Allen had thought it wouldn’t be a problem. Sunbathing nude? It wasn’t his idea of a great time, but it was what his buddy Taylor wanted to do and it wasn’t that unbearable, so he’d agreed. The nude part had also been Taylor’s idea. He’d wanted to avoid getting any tan lines and it shouldn’t have been an issue, he had argued, since they were all guys anyway. Allen had agreed then, but he was beginning to have a real hard time with it now.    

He and Taylor had been best of friends ever since the sixth grade, when he beat up the bullies picking on Taylor for being a sissy. He remembered what he thought about it at the time: so what if Taylor wore his hair a little long or wore girly colored clothes? A lot of guys did that, that didn’t make him a sissy. 

But as the two of them grew older, the differences began to become unmistakable. Whilst other guys began to shave their beards, Taylor began shaving his entire body. Whilst other guys began to develop an interest in sports, cars, and girls, Taylor became fascinated by fashion, clothes, and beauty. And whilst other guys began using aftershave and cologne, Taylor began to use makeup and perfume. Even his physical characteristics became overtly distinguishable. Whilst other guys began to put on muscle, Taylor stayed slender and thin. Whilst other guys had their voices drop, Taylor’s stayed lyrical and high in pitch. And whilst other guys began to develop angular, Olympian physiques, Taylor developed goddess like curves. All throughout however, Allen had remained true and loyal to his friend, never giving him a hard time about it.

As Taylor began to peel off the last of his garments and beckoned for him to join him however, Allen couldn’t help but feel uneasy. Despite the logic of his mind, he could already feel himself embarrassingly beginning to stiffen down below. It didn’t matter what he knew about Taylor, his eyes only saw a girl and a ravishingly gorgeous one at that. He tried to use a towel to cover himself up, but his eight inch tent gave him away. Taylor just smiled as he beckoned him forth again. Allen gritted his teeth and took his place next to Taylor. He may have never given Taylor a hard time, but Taylor was certainly not returning the favor.

A Process of Satisfaction

While most saw nothing more than another piece of exquisite arm-candy, James saw his masterpiece.

Transcript: Perfect. James Slade felt nothing but satisfaction as he gazed upon the yielding blonde in his bed. Tiffany James called her, though her legal name was something else. Her bleached blonde hair and shapely breasts were likewise no more real than her name. Even her tantalizingly sweet pussy was no more than an extremely well-crafted counterfeit. But no one except for James Slade would ever know. While most saw nothing more than another piece of exquisite arm-candy, James saw his masterpiece.

Tiffany had been a young man named Carl once. From the moment Carl had been introduced to James, he had begun following James around like a lost puppy. It was natural James supposed. James was everything that most men strived to be: handsome, wealthy, successful, and dominant. Much came from his inheritance, including the genes to his majestically sized body, among other things, and like many others, Carl had flocked to him for direction. In fact, Carl was so eager to please, that turning him into a sissy and had hardly taken any work at all. It had been somewhat disappointing actually; James quite enjoyed the gratification of crushing a man’s will before bending it to his own. Sure, Carl had tried to resist when James had had him injected with feminizing hormones and even cried the first time the James had pounded his tight virgin ass, but only the first time. Countless surgical procedures and untold hours of ‘instruction’ later, the finished product lay before him, awaiting its christening.

Adorned and painted in her very best, Tiffany had accompanied James to a company party earlier in the evening. Though it did not behoove her to stand as his equal, Tiffany had played the part of a well-groomed young lady marvelously well at James’ behest. Here in the privacy of a secluded room however, she could give in to her instincts; James was her master. She had hiked up her dress, removed her panties, and exposed her prize. Tiffany feverishly desired to feel her master’s enormously large cock within her once again, but she was his to do with as he pleased. Whatever James wanted from her, she would give. His pleasure became hers. Tiffany knew that she was her master’s sissy and nothing else could ever make her happier.

Meeting His Roommate's Other Side

Transcript: 

Nicholas honestly hadn’t meant to spy, but as his gaze passed through the opening of his roommate’s cracked open door, the captivating brunette he saw made it impossible not to. Despite having never seen her before, he’d recognized who she was instantly by the tattoo on the bottom of her left ankle. ‘She’ wasn’t a ‘she’ at all, but a ‘he’, and none other than his roommate, Ryan. With the way Nicholas was staring, he was thankful that ‘she’ had been too preoccupied thus far to notice him yet.

Nicholas had known that Ryan had had a penchant for cross dressing, it was something the two of them had discussed after living together for some time, but he had never actually seen Ryan dressed as a girl before, a point he had gone to great lengths to maintain. He’d seen some stomach churning photos of men in dresses before and spontaneous hurling on his apartment’s fresh carpet was something he’d much rather avoid. Seeing Ryan however, he found himself experiencing a much different reaction altogether, an autonomic response that was localized a bit further south of the stomach.

Dressed in white short shorts and a brightly colored tank top, ‘she’ looked like something out of a raunchy magazine spread or a teenage boy’s wet dream. ‘She’ was striking provocative poses and examining ‘herself’ sensuously in the mirror, putting on quite the performance for ‘her’ unannounced audience. Nicholas couldn’t believe how good ‘she’ looked. Seeing ‘her’ as ‘she’ was now, he doubted anyone else would’ve been able to tell.

‘Her’ exhibition soon turned into a real show as ‘she’ put on a sultry melody and began to dance. Nicholas watched in a mixture of arousal and awe as ‘her’ lithe form swayed and seduced an imaginary crowd with fascinating expertise. Slowly, playfully, and meticulously, ‘she’ teased ‘her’ way out of ‘her’ garments until only a tight pair of cotton panties remained. Nicholas wasn’t so sure that he wanted to see the rest, but he felt certain that he didn’t want to miss it either.

As the song came to an end, ‘she’ leisurely slid ‘her’ panties halfway down, exposing a gorgeous bubble butt that Nicholas would’ve sworn only could’ve belonged to a woman, but then stopped. Looking over ‘her’ shoulder and straight through the semi-open doorway, ‘she’ appeared to be staring straight at him as ‘she’ cast a come-hither glance and then winked. Then slowly moving out of view, the last thing Nicholas saw was a perfectly manicured finger beckoning him inside. A few moments later, ‘her’ panties landed in the doorway in front of him. The ball was in his court now. He had little doubt what he would do with it…

Spring of Femininity

Transcript: What was he going to do now? Kris groaned in frustration, but the cacophony that left his throat soon morphed into melodic moans as his eager hands autonomously explored unspoiled terrain. It wasn’t supposed to be possible! He and his friends had been having great vacation on the tropical island paradise when one of his friends had dared him to jump into the “Spring of Femininity”, reputed among the locals to have magical properties. Never one to chicken out, he’d boldly taken the plunge into the spring headfirst: big mistake. 

When he’d emerged, he was horrified to notice an unfamiliar pair of weights on his chest. A quick examination had confirmed the rest, his large muscular frame had melted away to a lithe slender form and the manhood he had once been so proud of had been replaced by an exorbitantly sensitive mound. Thankfully, his friends hadn’t been there to witness the sight. They’d all decided to wait at the cave entrance to the spring, but he knew they would come looking for him if he didn’t soon return. 

A short gasp escaped his lips as the delicate fingers of his new body slipped within the soft folds between his legs. Despite being drenched and completely naked, Kris could feel a growing warmth overtaking his body, causing him to tense up as the pleasure intensified. The feeling grew tighter and tighter and warmer and warmer, until all at once, the most profound sensation erupted within him. His thighs quaked and his toes clenched the cold black rock below him as gigantic contractions caused various parts of his body to throb and convulse in ecstasy. He struggled to control his screams as the waves of bliss overpowered him, afraid that his cries would send his friends hurrying in his direction. 

As the general tingle of his orgasm ebbed however, the new girl quickly realized that she wanted, no needed, to experience that sensation again and more. Coincidentally, she also knew just where to find a group of horny young studs to satisfy her every need...

Thank You, Sabrina