Posts

Post Workout Glow

Image
Aaaand, done!” Tom cheered, out of breath as he fell back onto the gym floor. It was unreal, he had just finished an intense workout and he still felt like he had more energy than he had ever had in his old body. The Great Shift had swapped him into the body of Savannah, his gym rat neighbor, over a month ago and he still found it hard to believe how good her body felt with a post-workout glow. She had begged him to keep up her exercises in case they ever found a way to swap back, something he had resisted until she suggested they work out together. After watching her push his old body to its limits, he agreed to let her walk him through her routine.   It only took one workout to get him hooked. Far from the sweaty mess he remembered, working out in her body was exhilarating. Moving with ease in her slim body, feeling her ponytail beating rhythmically on his exposed back, even the sweat dripping down into his new cleavage all reminded him that he was now fitter and hotter as Savannah t

So unreal

Image
“God, this is so unreal…” Alex thought to himself as he looked at his reflection in the phone screen, checking his makeup for any flaws. It had only been three months since the Great Shift had swapped his body with his aunt, but he was already slipping into her routines like he had been a woman his whole life. The clothes had been the first hurdle - All the stores had been closed in the chaos of the shift so he had no choice but to drown in his old body’s now vastly oversized shirts or pick from the outfits she had brought with her, mostly dresses and tops designed to accommodate her generous bust.   He had started wearing makeup about a month in at the suggestion of his aunt, something about how it was a skill he’d have to learn as a woman eventually, so why not now - He had resisted at first, but after she wore him down into trying a light coat it had become a guilty pleasure of his to do in private. It wasn’t exactly manly, but he had to admit it made him more comfortable with his n

Holding out hope

Image
A few months ago, Ethan had still been holding out hope that he could go back to his old life after all of this. Now, he held no such delusion. Even if he escaped his kidnappers, what kind of life would he come home to? he didn’t look anything like how he used to, the surgeons had made sure of that. The facial reconstructions, fat redistribution, and dozens of other procedures had all done exactly what they were supposed to and stripped him of any ounce of masculinity he might have had left in his body, and the constant hormone treatments had done the rest, slowly building him up into the woman they were clearly trying to make him into. He had resisted when he first woke up in his cell all those months ago. What drove him crazy was the why - He had just been on his way to class when the men had thrown him into their van, driving him off to the facility he’d been in ever since. No one had answered his demands, and after a while, he’d just stopped asking. No one would mistake him for a m

Guilty Pleasure

Image
It felt like he was betraying himself, every pill taking him further and further away from his male body, but as guilty as it made him feel, a part of him was starting to crave the changes they brought on.   He had come to live with his aunt a few months ago, embarrassed that he had no other options but to live under her strict rules. School hadn’t worked out, and it wasn’t like he had any job prospects lined up. She had put him up in the guest bedroom, an embarrassingly feminine room. Something she had later let slip was meant for her daughter, if she’d ever have one. The stay was contingent on two rules: One, he was to help her with her work, and Two, he was to never disobey a request. Her work, as it turned out, was genetic research. She was a scientist pioneering a new type of gene therapy to push the body towards its genetic potential, something she was eager to move past clinical trials. He had started taking the pills a week into his stay. It was a relatively easy ask, he though

It’s not fair

Image
It’s not fair. I had almost aged out, only days away from growing past the point where i’d be safe for good from Second Puberty. The sword that had been hanging over my head since i first hit puberty, the daily reminder that my masculinity could be stripped from me at any moment was so close to being gone for good. Then I felt it. Like an emptiness in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t know how, but i knew. I was becoming a woman. The doctor called it a one in a million chance, being diagnosed this late. Rarer than winning the lottery. Lucky me. My prize was watching my body rebuild itself from the ground up, giving me the body I would have been born with as a girl. The first few weeks were the roughest, watching all the muscle and height i’d built up since i was thirteen slowly get stripped away from me. The women in my family were all short, and it looked like i’d be no exception to that rule. They were also all on the bustier side, something that sat with me uneasily as my cock slowly

Like what you see?

Image
  “Have fun! I’ll see you in a couple hours!” Jack waved to his family as they pulled out of the driveway to go see a movie. Still smiling, He walked inside, relieved to finally have some alone time. Jack had to pretend he hated what the great shift had done to him - It wasn’t exactly a good look to flaunt his daughter’s best friend’s body when both his daughter and his wife had shifted into young boys, but as soon as he had the house to himself, he could barely contain his smile. He felt better than he had in years in Jessica’s body, and he looked better than he ever had as a man. He tried to hide it while his family was around, but the truth was, becoming a young woman was the best thing that ever happened to him! His only issue was keeping his newfound happiness a secret - Well, that and hiding his new wardrobe of increasingly revealing clothes. He quickly slipped the loose-fitting shirt and sweatpants he had been wearing around the house off his body and went through his most recen

Flight Attendants Needed

Image
“You can’t be serious…” Sam groaned as he stared at the suitcase now sitting on his hotel bed. His flight had canceled last minute due to a crew shortage at the airport and to top it off, his bag had been lost in transit, left behind at the last stop. A situation that had left him stuck in a hotel room in Jakarta, waiting on the first flight out and in desperate need of clean clothes.   At least Indo Airways had made good on their promise to get his bags back to him before his next flight, an act that would have lifted his spirits had it actually been his bag that had shown up outside his hotel room. Instead of the suit and clothes he had packed for himself back in New York, Sam was now staring at a bright, floral-patterned top, clearly part of a matching set with the long skirt and sandals that followed as he dug further into the suitcase. “And they gave me some flight attendant’s bags instead of my own? I give up.” He sighed, pulling off his shirt as he walked to the bathroom for the