FemaleFantasy's TG Captions

  “Hey, D, over here!” Marcus beckoned from the car window, getting the attention of his friend as he walked out of the lecture hall. Derrick looked around for the source of the noise, his eyes widening as they settled on the white woman calling him over with the nickname only his best friend used instead of his full name. “You gotta be joking, i dint think you were serious! how long has it been like this? You’ve been terrible at football practice and acting weird the past few weeks at school but i just figured you were freaked out about final exams, not… this! Who is she.. you.. whatever I’m supposed to call you!” Marcus sighed, brushing a strand of blonde hair behind his ear in a habit that was starting to feel more and more natural the longer he did it. “That’s what I was trying to tell you over the phone before you thought it was a prank call and hung up on me! It’s this white lady who lives in some house down the street from me! Remember that electrical storm a few weeks back ...

“God, are all guys this obvious? Was I this obvious?” Victor thought as he caught yet another one of his friends trying not-so-subtly to get a glance at his cleavage. He hated to say it, but he was starting to seriously prefer the company of his new female friends to his old ones. At least they had been supportive after he was diagnosed with Second Puberty, giving him style tips and lending him some clothes and feminine supplies while he built up his own wardrobe. Once his tits had come in, most of his guy friends had been more interested in getting into his pants than anything else. In a way, it was partially his fault - it wasn’t like he didn’t also enjoy flaunting his new body a bit more than he should have, he knew the effect it had on men and he was more than happy to be on the other side of that attention equation for once, but still, at least a little plausible deniability on their ends would be nice! And as conceited as it sounded, he could do a lot better than them for his fir...

 Long hiatus, I know, I know, but I’m getting back into it! Thank you all for your patience! This was done as part of a trade with  Connelly’s TG Caps  - They supplied the images, I wrote the stories (And vice versa for the part that’ll be posted on their page shortly). Make sure to check out both posts, and enjoy! Henry (53) I won’t lie, the Great Shift really threw me for a loop when it put me in the body of my daughter’s best friend from college while they were visiting for the weekend. My daughter ended up in the neighbor’s 12 year old son’s body. Out of respect for how weird the situation in the house already is, I do my best to be respectful any time my daughter’s home to visit: That means XL shirts, baggy sweatpants, and a bare face. When It’s just me in the house? Well, let’s just say I’m adapting to my new body a lot faster than I let on. Is it wrong that my new style just happens to be very feminine? I mean the skirts, purses, hair, makeup, it just feels natural...