FemaleFantasy's TG Captions

Stopping for a moment to adjust her hijab and touch up her makeup, Yasmin admired her handiwork in the mirror. She smiled, thinking about how long it would have taken her just a few months ago. She had struggled at first, dealing with her new position in life, but looking at herself now she knew that she was becoming the woman she was always meant to be. She reflected back at the events that happened to bring her here. Just a few months ago, she was Aaron, an American Islamic studies major on a student exchange to Cairo University, in Egypt. He was placed with a host family who, although very traditional, was quite kind to him. They encouraged him to build a closer relationship with Islam, including him in their prayer sessions and trips to the mosque. Just as he was settling into this new routine, however, he began dealing with a nagging fever that never seemed to go away. Going to the campus health office, he noticed a number of other students in the waiting room with the same issue...

Giving herself one last lookover in the mirror,  Uche put her phone away and got ready for her date with her future husband. As she counted down the days before the wedding, she felt a stirring between her legs. Soon she’d be married, a loyal housewife and companion. She was savoring the anticipation for the moment he’d undress her after the wedding, claiming her as his own as he penetrated deep inside of her. She wanted to bear his children, and fantasized about him impregnating her with hard, long strokes. She wasn’t always this enthusiastic. Just a few months ago, he was Adam, an American tourist on a student exchange to the university in Lagos, Nigeria. After a shared kiss with one of his classmates, he started noticing his skin growing darker: first in small, barely noticeable patches, then quickly spreading over his entire body over the course of a few days. He went to the campus doctor, and was immediately quarantined and reported as one of the first cases of the West Africa...

When the freak electrical storms switched Tommy’s body with his neighbor right before her wedding, she begged him to go through with it in her place until they could find a way to switch back. He agreed reluctantly - he had never really thought of himself in a feminine way, but that changed after the first time he saw himself in Maria’s wedding dress. Suddenly, his head was swimming in conflicting emotions: embarrassment, nervousness, attraction. He had wondered what sex would be like with maria before of course, but as he walked down the aisle and laid his eyes on the man he was meant to marry, for the first time he wondered what it would be like to have it *as* her. That feeling only intensified as they exchanged vows, Tommy feeling his new private parts stir as he recited the lines he had practiced with Maria the night before: to love her new husband completely and without reservations.   After a whirlwind ceremony and a reception where he drank more than a few glasses of wine t...

As he stopped in front of the mirror to adjust his bra, pushing up his new tits to look their best in the dress he bought just for the occasion, Julian couldn't believe his luck. It had all started when his friend Emma came to him with a proposition. "It's just for the day, and you can't have a wedding with an uneven number of bridesmaids, it's bad luck! Please?" she came up to him as he was leaving her rehearsal party. Emma was scheduled to get married in just a few days, and one of her bridesmaids had caught the flu and had to drop out of the wedding. Using the spell she gave him to become a perfect copy of the missing bridesmaid, he looked in the mirror in shock - he was now Melissa, easily the hottest of Emma's friends. Sneaking off from the afterparty, he had just one thought in mind: Finding the hottest wedding guest at the party, and using his new body to properly pleasure them both.