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Femgas

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Modern Warfare is not exactly played by the rules. Countries are turning to biological warfare to achieve the upper hand. The newest revolution in this is femgas. They use femgas and spray it over towns or military installations. The gas will only effect men as it changes them into women. Women on the other hand will not notice the slightest of disturbances to the air. A few months ago the enemy sprayed fem gas over a town of over a million people. This caused everyone to be female.
When military bases are struck it causes much havoc. Soldiers can not concentrate on their job when they have pair of breasts on their chest. As you can see this pilot can’t even get her zipper up over her breasts. Imagine, men running into war unable to take their eyes off their hot jiggling breasts the results would be catastrophic. Read more

How to win at snooker

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“Well it looks like I’m playing you” I said to my final opponent in the snooker tournament. The man stood simply gawking at my body as did the rest of the crowd which had gathered around to watch the final or rather stare at the voluptuous form that I currently occupied. That of my mother Janine. You see I’m not a regular person, I am a body hopper. But I am a regular person in the fact that I am dreadfully short on cash. Well you say, “why didn’t you just body hop somebody and take their cash?”. Well I’m not a thief. So I decided that the best way to earn some money was to win a snooker tournament. You see I’m reasonably good at snooker. So I entered a tournament at my local pub. I lost in the first round. “It’s okay darling, you’ll get them next time” My mom had said hugging me like she does, having come to watch me play. I could feel the eyes of the olf men burning into me and my mother as we hugged. They were clearly staring at her huge chest which pressed snuggly against me like two soft pillows. It was tat this moment I got an idea. So, I re-entered the tournament the next week. But this time it wasn’t me who turned up to play. It was my mom. I’d managed to body hop her while she was sleeping that morning and spent the whole day finding something sexy to wear before setting off to the pub. Read more

Swap Party Game

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Damien was a huge fan of Open TG Captions. He could read captions for hours. He wasn’t sure that he wanted to be a woman but he just found the captions so purely arousing.
One day he was playing the swap party game on the site. He knew that it was all make belief and wouldn’t actually swap bodies with anyone and was just playing for the sheer entertainment. After a few rounds Damien finally swapped with someone. The image showed a beautiful woman wearing a girly set of bra and panties. Then Damien looked down he was wearing that same attire and had breasts. He slid his hands down his body rapidly in panic across his smooth skin. He slipped his delicate hand down his panties to find that he was a she.
Damien, now Danica was unsure what to think. She didn’t know wether to play on to try and get the body of Damien back but then the computer crashed. Danica quickly tried to restart the computer but when the computer finally whirred back to life all the game data was lost. Danica was here to stay.

Get Rich

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I was never a wealthy man. I always struggled to pay the rent and put food on the table. I had to buy a bicycle instead of a car, purely because I couldn’t afford the registration or gas. I often fantasised about what it would be like to be rich and where cost is no barrier. What it is like to be noticed by the community as something other than hopeless, poor and desperate.
So, when a website stated that it could make people get rich quick, I leaped at the opportunity. I didn’t read the terms and conditions. I was simply too excited. With the intense desire to be wealthy on my mind, I rushed through all the questions it asked and clicked “GET RICH”.
You see, I expected a cheque to come in the mail that would give me the financial support I so dearly required but instead my world went black. It felt like I was spinning endlessly. Floating like a cork in the ocean. Then the feeling passed and it kind of felt like I was on a plane, high in the sky. I hadn’t been on a plane since I was young, simply because I couldn’t afford it but I was positive that I was indeed on a plane.
I forced my eyes open. The interior was a tan leather, with Blackwood panels. The plane was certainly the most luxurious thing I’d ever seen.
Then I brushed my long hair away from my face. It was then I realised something wasn’t right. I never had long hair. After placing hands on my chest I found there to be two round soft fleshy mounds lying there. I was wearing a silk robe and ripped it off my body quickly. I did indeed have breasts. My hand flew to my crotch like a rocket but it was gone. Nothing was left except a slit. I had a vagina. I was a woman.
I was unsure of what to think. I never wanted to be a woman. I wanted to be rich but I didn’t see a reasonable reason why being a woman had to be part of it. I didn’t know how to wear dresses, skirts, bras, heels, panties and make up. I didn’t want to be a woman. However, I hadn’t tried it first.
A man in an impeccably tailored suit came to my aid. He explained to me that I was a model with quite a fortune due to a rich inheritance and that this is my private airplane.
It took a while adjusting to my new body. However, I love it now. It’s great being rich and all but if I was offered to change back to my old body but still maintain my fortune, I would politely decline. I would rather be poor than lose this body.
Being a woman is great. You get to wear all kind of gorgeous clothes. Heels just make me look sexy. Even if I wasn’t rich I could get anything I desire because of men’s strong attraction to me. I’m rich and I’m beautiful. It couldn’t be better.

Carried away

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“Oh shit maybe I got a bit carried away” James said to himself as he stood in the kitchen his mom’s boobs and ass both soaked in washing up water. His boredom had driven him to body hop his mom’s body while she washed up in the kitchen. But that was over an hour ago and now his dad was returning home. “Shit what do I do?” James panicked. He heard his dad coming closer so quickly pulled up his pants and top, even though he wasn’t wearing a bra and his breasts were soaking wet. Just as he’d yanked them up his dad walked in. Read more

Male essence for rent 2

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You have joined a program where you are able to rent out your male essence to women who need it to become a man and you make money with that.
It’s been one month since you started this and you just love the feeling of turning into a woman. Those sparse moments you are male, at the end of a rental period, you almost constantly are jerking off at the memories you have of being a complete woman – the woman you would have been were you born one.
Since you were young you fantasized what it would be like not to have a dick hanging between your legs. You started by tucking it away and parading around, feeling womanly. The thought of having a pussy thrilled you. Of walking around nude. Of feeling the arousal and not having your dick show it. Of feeling the wetness between your legs. Read more

Shouldn’t Sneak In On Momma Part 1

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“Oh honey, you shouldn’t sneak in on Momma like that!” I said as my boyfriend walked into the room and saw my naked body laying on the couch, legs spread.
“What? Why did you call yourself that?” he said hesitantly, but the confusion in his voice quickly faded. I’m laying naked on the couch, I didn’t really think he’d care what I called myself. It didn’t take any more prompting for him to get undressed, but as soon as he did he noticed something was wrong.
“Okay, I know I was bigger than that earlier,” he said, pointing worriedly at his member.
“You’re right,” I said, as not only that got smaller, but he got shorter as well. “You’re getting younger by the second, and in less than a minute you’ll be nothing but a fertilized egg in my womb. I’m unbirthing you, sweetie.” I smiled at him as he lost about another foot of height. He just looked to me with shock.
“That’s why my legs are open wide: already you can feel yourself being drawn towards my pussy, and I have to give you easy access!” I told him as I noticed he slowly waked towards my vagina. He got younger still. And closer. And closer. I shouted as he entered my body, but within moments it was done. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. My boyfriend was gone. I rubbed my belly, still flat for the time being.
“See you again in nine months.”

Femparty

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At one point in his life every man should go to a femparty. This is a party where everyone becomes women. They are a lot of fun and many men retain their female form. Luke, Norman, John, Morris and Ernie (Left to Right) went to one and were astonished by their new forms. They became Lucy, Natalie, Jenna, Michelle and Elise (Left to Right). Jenna was simply shocked by her form and changed back to a male at the conclusion of the party. This was a disappointment to the rest because Jenna was arguably the hottest. Natalie reformed back as well. However Lucy, Michelle and Elise remained female and are still women today. There are rumours that they may never go back.

I’ll find a way

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The day I was kidnapped was a bizarre one. A mysterious man had taken me away and put me in the boot of his car. It felt like we were driving for days however it was probably only an hour or two. When we stopped I was dragged out and I saw a group of 7 women in front of a white limousine. The mysterious man asked which one of these was me. I was lost because they weren’t me. He said that I was going to become one of these women and I had to choose. I thought this was all foolish and just nodded. I asked if I could see all the women’s tits to assist my decision. They all displayed their breasts for me to observe. Not thinking the man’s theory I chose the one in the middle who was named Montana. Suddenly I was standing on the other side looking at the mysterious man and a corpse on the ground. The corpse was me. I was so panicked and confused and then it hit me. I am Montana. I fondle my breasts and run my hands through my long hair. I squeeze my backside and reach between my legs and find nothing apart from a moist slit. It is confirmed I am Montana.
The mysterious man never gave a true reason for why he did this but he never let me change back. Kt’s so hard being a girl with a man’s mind. I hate wearing skirts and heels. Don’t even start about that stupid hair. I’ll find a way to change back I just know I will.

Why are Yours Bigger?

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“Okay, I know why we were cursed to be pregnant women…” the blonde said.
“Yeah, guess we shouldn’t have called that pregnant witch ‘fat’…” the brunette replied. They both sat there with their hands on their round bellies, smiling. Eight months ago these two were men, so it was good to see that at least they were getting used to their new bodies.
“Right,” the blonde continued. “But how come your tits are so much bigger than mine?” She eyed up her friends large breasts with a tinge of envy.
The brunette only laughed. “I guess bustiness must run in my family!”

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