Tag Archives: Genderswap

Convincing

“Can I ask you an honest question Gloria?” Joe said as he played with his new boobs poking out above the tight corset he’d put on that had started the whole change. Read more

Adventures in Ethical Bodyhopping – 1

There are a lot of downsides to being an ethical bodyhopper. It’s understandably hard to convince people to voluntarily swap bodies with me, although not always. You’d be surprised how often attractive men and women really want a major change, and I can help them. The other issue is that for obvious reasons, it makes dating tough when you want to be monogamous. Read more

not sure she’s wrong

“Mmhhhnnn… I can’t believe I only have another week of this…” Cassie said as I bobbed up and down on her dick. I was kind of ready for it to be over with. We’d each gone online and configured nanobots for our ideal lovers, with the intention of spending a month on vacation screwing each others brains out with bodies that made us wild for each other. Read more

Starting to hurt

When Jake had found that voodoo doll of a black girl with the big tits and hips at the garage sale down the street, he was a little embarrassed about how much it turned him on. It looked so realistic, and a quick glance under it’s clothes revealed it was anatomically correct as well. It came with a note saying that if you slept with it under your pillow, the girl the doll was would appear. It was only $5 so he bought it. Read more

Challenge

“Exquisite,” I breathed as I took her in. I turned to the sale master. “And she used to be a man?”
He nodded. “Yes. Thomas Hanson, convicted of murdering his wife, sentenced to magical sexual slavery. Plead innocent, of course.” The slave master’s voice was matter of fact. “No name now, just call her slut.” Read more

The Button

It was one of those stupid “Will you press the button?” deals. You know what I’m talking about. In this case it was “You will meet your favorite celebrity” but “You have to marry them and have a child together.” Read more

Faking It

Each day, the first time she pounds me she asks if I’ve learned my lesson. And I always say no. Read more